#Also can you stop drinking those too much? you need a proper meal

[cathyartie]

Hot Cocoa Experience

Probably better than peasants’ blood.

[shotmrmiller]

whenever simon needs a lay, he doesn't go for girls like you: all snarky attitude and self-assuredness in that hole-in-the-wall bar with the peeling wallpaper, dim lighting, and sagging ceiling tiles. he wants those insecure things; the soft, quiet ones who've been recently dumped and are drinking away their woes. the ones who'll take him to theirs in a drunken haze and wake up startled, kicking him out of the front door without their number and an embarrassed forget this ever happened.

can do, sweetheart. (see ya never.)

but you've caught his interest. maybe it was the way your face was bare— pockmarks on your cheeks and eyebrows untamed—yet you exuded confidence not even that loud bimbo with the fake lashes and vibrant ruby lipstick could ever recreate. maybe it was the way you held your own against that drunken man who attempted to grab a handful of arse over your faded, torn jeans, catching his pathetic bollocks and giving them a gnarly twist.

who knows. who cares.

what matters is that you've caught him by complete surprise.

he figured you were the type to want a firm hand. a couple of harsh slaps to your cheeks (both top and bottom), a fistful of your hair in his grip to pull, and to fuck you into the mattress until your body was imprinted on it.

wrong.

the moment he pulled your hair taut, you'd immediately tangled your clever fingers into his chest hair. "i'm no horse, brit. my hair isn't reins for you to lead me around with."

then he tried to bend you over his knee. proper brat like you needs to be put in'er place.

also wrong. "not that either. not yet anyway."

and then he's wrong a third time because you're no passive participant.

he sloppily eats your cunt like it's his first meal since coming back from urzikstan— warm tongue, thick fingers, and the occasional pinch of his crooked teeth on your swollen bundle of nerves. when he tries to pull away, your entrance more than slick enough to take him without much discomfort, you fervently dig your heels into the scarred tissue of his strong back., stopping him in his tracks.

"you stop 'til i finish and not a moment sooner." his whiskey breath is warm between your legs when he huffs out, "affirm." you're fluttering around his hand in minutes when you start to direct him on how you like it, which he supposes is fortunate for you since he's real good at taking orders and even better at obeying them.

your climax is sweet in his mouth with a subtle hint of brine. the exact opposite of you, he finds. simon doesn't even get the chance to tell you to say anything because you're flipping onto your knees and shoving his rigid length into your mouth. he can't help the strangled sound that escapes him when the tip of him touches the back of your throat, constricting when you gag.

bloody hell.

you look up at him; wide, glassy eyes and sunken cheeks and it's pathetic how he can already feel himself on the precipice of ecstasy and he hasn't even gotten to the good part.

when he watches you place a condom in your mouth and roll it on his cock without hands, simon had to squeeze his eyes shut and think of england to stop the fire that threatened to light him ablaze.

alrigh', enough. on your back.

"no. get on yours."

your small hands push against his barrel chest, gesturing he lie back— today preferably.

impatient bint.

you ignore that quip, opting to wrap your fingers around his thick base and sink onto him in one smooth motion.

slow, don't want ya hurtin' ya'self.

he gnaws on his tongue painfully— almost cutting it open with his canine— to keep from finishing because, bloody fuckin' hell, do you feel like the heaven he'll never see.

simon's hands curl and tighten around the swell of your hips— his blunt, square nails digging into your sensitive skin. "easy," you hiss, "i bruise like a peach."

taste like it, too.

you look so sweet, so pliant while being split open on his cock, hot cunt sodden with your earlier release— it sends mind-numbing arousal tingling up his spine, feeling it at the base of his skull. simon grunts when you begin to move, a languid up and down, gentle but firm. spots dance in his vision when you take all of him, his bollocks flush against your arse.

pretty thing with fire in your eyes taking him so well even though others have needed breaks to work up to it. muscle memory takes over then, his callused fingers automatically searching for your swollen clit, but you slap them away. "too sensitive, i'd only be uncomfortable."

yes ma'am.

you chuckle at that, pussy fluttering as you do and simon hisses through his clenched teeth.

keep tha' up 'nd i'll be done before the fun even starts.

this time you clamp down on purpose, your cunt squeezing his cock like a silken fist. "wouldn't that just be a shame. old man like yourself only got one in you?" the playful taunt sinks its teeth into the ego he's never cared about— leaving behind a mark that stings and lingers— and the lieutenant rears his head, if only for a moment.

watch it.

your eyes widen fractionally but your lips curl at the corners in amusement. "sorry, sir." minx.

his thoughts dissolve like sugar in hot tea once your hips began to rise and fall again, this time a much quicker pace. he surrenders to your unsatiable passion-- a hungry beast, feeding on want, on need-- with only his obsidian-black mask as witness.

for the first time in months (since price bent him over his desk post-op that one time) he's the one getting fucked.

and when you plant your feet by his sides, when your hips cant at the slightest of angles, his flared head presses against something firm and his world ceases to exist, the intensity of now reaching its peak.

when he comes to, your sweat-slick body trembles with effort, your pretty cunt still stuffed to the brim with his softening length. but he's not done with you yet, not by a long shot. now it's his turn.

in a quick movement, you find yourself on your back, looking up at simon, and the mewl that falls from your lips bounces off of the spartan white walls when he hooks your legs over his broad shoulders, and claims you again.

he plans on leaving a delicious ache between your legs that won't let you forget this night-- at least not for the next few days. (not like you could, i mean look at him. plus, he's going to magically forget his gloves here, maybe his pack of cigarettes. he's also definitely jotting down his phone number somewhere.)

forgive me i'm tired now so i lost some air at the end hehehe

[mimimyluv]

Hetalia y/n’s have to stand together, how about England x Reader where y/n admires his tattoos?

anon bless your heart because this lead me down a path of picturing arthur as a prep with secret tattoos and i promptly blacked out. when i woke up i ended up with this oneshot. i hope you enjoy and may your meals always be delicious and your pillow always cold (or warm depending on how you like it lol). also i wasn't sure if you wanted smut, so it's sfw (just to be safe). but it's still suggestive. if you wanted full-blown smut tho just lmk 👍

⏆﹒⬚﹒🍏﹒➲﹒reader admiring arthur's tattoos; gn! reader (nothing specified), 800 words/4k characters, fluff with some suggestive themes. lowercase intended.

the contrast is interesting, you muse.

your lover’s always projected a proper– if not a tad pretentious– image of the quintessential upper-class english man. he has all his clothes and shoes tailored; every thread and button perfectly bespoke (the extra costs just for suit jackets can be somewhat incomprehensible, but he always assures you it is a perfectly good investment. you never complain too much– not when he’s so damn handsome in those same bespoke suits).

he drinks his tea with a pinky up; always, always with the fine, intricately painted porcelain (an antique dating back to the victorian era, he often tells you).

he rubs elbows with the upper echelons of london society; engaging in those stereotypical, hoity-toity activities only people with money to burn can do (polo, horseback riding, fucking golf… it would make you laugh if it weren’t for his tall, elegant frame, with the lean, subtle musculature of the ideal english sportsman).

but beneath that proper exterior, though– there’s something more passionate, something more untamed lurking. while arthur often keeps that side of him under wraps, you have the privilege of being privy to it in numerous ways.

you’re reminded of it as you laze next to him in his sheets, basking in the post-sex afterglow. his back is to you, you can fully take in the smattering of golden freckles across his fair skin, and… oh.

“i haven’t seen this one before.”

you trace your fingers along the merfolk inked on his back. you try to summon some hazy memories from a past gallery date with arthur– ah, yes. it’s a near-identical replica of john william waterhouse’s mermaid, except…

it’s you. replacing the mermaid combing her long, auburn hair is you. you’re in that same, languid pose, with just a long white fabric draped tightly along your body to preserve the barest modicum of modesty. somehow, though– with the sultriness of your eyes, the curve of your bare neck and shoulders– this remaster of waterhouse’s mermaid somehow seems more… suggestive.

“do you like it?” he murmurs, turning over to face you. his forest-green eyes are lidded, light, feathered lashes nearly resting on the top of his freckled cheeks. this is the most relaxed you’ve ever seen him; your heart leaps for a split second.

“a tattoo of me?” you say, mock-dryly. still, your face is warm, and you can’t help but smile. “i thought you hated cliches.”

“ah, well.” suddenly, he’s blushing too. his freckles are even more stark against his skin; you barely resist the urge to trace your thumb all over them. “some… can be alright.”

you grin.

“when did you get this?”

“a few weeks after our date to the tate.”

you can’t help but snort out a laugh, fond.

“and you said you were done with tattoos, hm?”

“when i saw that painting,” the pinkness of his cheeks deepen, “i just couldn’t stop seeing you. so one last tattoo couldn’t hurt, i suppose.”

“mhm, it’s not like i mind,” you whisper, drawing a hand down to trace the tudor roses and ivy inked along his ribs, “you know i love your tattoos, arthur.”

“perhaps that’s why i had it done,” he laughs raspily, “you might only want me for my tattoos. needed something to keep the spark alive, don’t you think, my dear?”

“don’t be an idiot.” you lightly chastise him, then draw him closer for a kiss, bracing him by your hand on the back of his head. unlike the heated, passionate kisses you two shared earlier, he moves his mouth against yours slowly and indulgently; the kind of kiss that could lull you to slumber after a long day.

“let me see it again, then.” you say against his lips, quiet and muffled. he smirks, uncharacteristically roguish.

“i believe you just proved my earlier point.”

“oh, shut up.”

he complies anyway, shifting so you can see his back; this time, you can study it more clearly. your face, stark as day– maybe it’s corny, but you can’t help the way your heart leaps at the sight. proper, upper-class arthur kirkland being lovestruck enough to have you permanently inked on his skin, even when he’s eschewed tattoos and everything that can be linked to delinquency in favor of his image. there’s just something truly… amazing about it.

“i wanna see the rest.” you mumble. he rolls over, pretending to grumble.

“maybe you really are just with me for my tattoos, love.”

you ignore him and look over the rest of his tattoos– the tudor roses and ivy on his ribs; the plantagenet lions on his left shoulder; a hobbes’ quote– a great leap in the dark– on his right forearm.

and now, the portrait of you as waterhouse’s mermaid on his back.

“i do love your tattoos, arthur.” you quietly repeat, settling down next to him. you draw nearer, hooking a leg over his body and resting your head against his chest; his heartbeat thrums in a consistent pitter-patter right next to your ear.

“but i love you more.”

he’s silent, but he combs his fingers– long, graceful, and work-worn– through your hair.

“i love you too.”

“yeah.” you smile drowsily. you can see yourself as a merfolk in your hazy mind's eye, forever inked on his back. “i know.”

[istoleyoursk1n]

Could I request a durge who, while they have more control of their urges than most other Bhaalspawn, will sometimes blurt the urges out in conversation to try and get someone to help them stop doing it just in case they try? It's half sweet and half chaotic, because on one hand, aw durge trusts them! But also, durge and the character were just having a nice evening stroll in a park when they turned to the character and bluntly said "Can you tie me down before I kill that couple over there?"

With Roland, Dammon and Wyll please!

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How would Rolan, Dammon, and Wyll react to a Durge who blurts out their urges?

Context: Durge starts blurting unhinged things out like “Can you tie me down before I kill that could over there?!” (I find this so funny)

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: ̗̀➛ ROLAN

“Gods damnit again?! What is it, the fourth time this week?! Can you behave enough to whisper when you utter those violent little thoughts of yours? It's like you want every damn person here to hear you! You’re embarrassing us both y’know!”

You what?! <— His live reaction caught in 4k

He’s well aware of your urges by now but they never fail to startle him. You always seem to blurt them out during the worst times too. He’s spilled his drink once because of you!

He goes from having to quickly shush your mouth by placing his own hand over it, to not so subtly scooting you away from everyone, and then having to use every damn magic trick in the book just to keep you from lunging at people.

He seems more annoyed than scared to be honest, having to scold you once again about ‘not ruining happy couples’ and to ‘stop trying to bite that dwarves leg’.

The whole situation ends up looking like both of you play fighting or Rolan trying to tend to a rabid dog. Either way, it's absolutely hilarious to everywhere who may bear witness to it all.

Eventually, when he's managed to get you to calm down, he’d be able to help talk things out with you, finding out proper ways on how this ‘urge’ of yours could be tamed without the need of you hurting yourself or others.

To his dismay, he cares for you deeply and despite it all, he’d be willing enough to help you through each and every one of your urges no matter how much of a hassle it all is to overcome.

And hey! If someone truly does piss him off, he has you to rely on to immediately go chasing after the poor soul with bared teeth.

: ̗̀➛ DAMMON

“Hells, just hold onto me okay? We’ll get you home and away from this crowd if you think the urges are getting far too overwhelming. Don't you worry, we’ll be back in no time, just squeeze my hand and it’ll all be alright.”

He kind of just stood there awkwardly at first when he first heard you blurt out your urges. He’s so surprised by them that he needs to blink five times before actually processing what you just said.

It would be during the most unsuspecting times too like whenever the both of you were relaxing together side by side whilst eating a nice warm meal then suddenly you’d say something along the lines of ‘dwarf tastes better’.

He’s very much concerned about you and your mental state but he cares for you enough to listen and lend you a hand whenever you do decide to blurt out your urges.

At least then it gives him a clear sign as to when he should be tying you down or locking you in a room for the day.

He hates having to tie you up when your urges get worse, seeing you lash about and growl at him just pains him because he can't imagine the amount of stress you actually going through just to hold yourself back.

He’s probably been scratched by you a few times while he was trying to calm you down but he never once took it against you. Instead, those became his favorite scars all cause they came from you.

He would stay with you no matter how dangerous you say you are. He’d make sure that you’d have food and he’d feed you every time you’re mind was too scattered to eat yourself during the moments when you had to be tied up; for even the fear of dying by your hands does not scare him.

Though it does become an actual shitshow during the times he actually has to wrestle you down. It's funny to watch but Gods does it exhaust him.

: ̗̀➛ WYLL

“By the hells, Is it that time again? Alright, calm down, just breathe with me okay? You're going to be just fine. Now quickly, let's get you somewhere safe before the worst comes to show, I doubt you’d want that poor couple overhearing what you said.”

He goes wide-eyed concerned for a moment as soon as your violent urges suddenly come out of your mouth. He truly could never not be shocked for when and where you say such things.

He’s somehow extremely prepared for it though that it's mildly concerning.

The first step is to take you away from any person aside from him in sight, if you are close to home, even better! But ideally, he either takes you to a secluded forest or an alleyway.

Next, he very gently restrains you whilst reassuring you that everything is going to be just fine. Better to restrain you while you're still in control of your own thoughts rather than when you go full-on feral mode.

He even has a timer for it. If for an hour or so you don't act up and remain calm then he lets you go but if you start lashing out then he knows it’s time for him to probably pull an all-nighter just to make sure you and the others don't get hurt. Note that either way, he stays with you.

He’ll be your number-one supporter in helping you control and contain your violent urges, always giving you hope in times when all you can see is blood red.

He’ll always have a plate of food ready for you when the urges finally settle and you’re back in the right state of mind. Perhaps even a warm bath if you're both in the comforts of your home.

Truth be told, the real reason he stays by your side is not just cause he cares but because one moment he looked away for about ten seconds, and you suddenly disappeared. The poor man nearly had a panic attack.

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[dddegen]

𝖬𝗂𝗋𝗄𝗈'𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗌

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: A short list of the habits of Rumi Usagiyama, from My Hero Academia. These habit headcannons focus more on her quirk, rabbit.

Enjoy *ೃ༄

• Most of her innards and systems are that of a rabbit's, and rabbits have very sensitive bodies, meaning she has to be incredibly careful with the things she eats.

• A negative to her quirk is that due to the rabbit innards, she has to eat Timothy hay to keep food moving through her digestive system and prevent G.I. Stasis. She doesn't quite like it, but eats enough to get her through the day.

• Rumi can't actually have carrots a lot. As much as she enjoys them, they're high in the natural sugars, good for people, but unhealthy for her. The same goes for most vegetables and fruits. That's like junk food for her. Tastes great, but doesn't feel great after too much of it.

• Like all rabbits, Rumi actually can't vomit. This makes following a proper diet for her much more important than it would be for others. Unfortunately, it limits her a lot in terms of food diversity, but she finds ways around it by ordering special meals for her to make that give her the nutrients she needs and still provides a good taste.

• She does a "binky" when she gets really excited and hyped up. A binky is when a rabbit does a big jump and quickly twists their head, hind legs, or both! She has a habit of twisting both every time.

• If she's upset, you'll know. You'll hear a big loud thump from that large rabbit foot of hers. It's a very sudden and aggressive thump, and it may even be followed with a small grunt.

• Rabbits are known for grooming similarly to cata, licking themselves clean. Rumi used to groom like a rabbit when she was younger, but grew out of that and began using more proper ways to groom her ears, tail, and paws (yes, she has rabbit paws in my eyes).

• Her nails grow as fast as a rabbit's, which is much faster than a human's nails. She has to clip them more often.

• If you're good enough friends with Rumi, she'll try to get your attention via gently nudging your arm or side. She isn't that insistent or bothersome with it. It's a soft nudge every so often, then she'll patiently wait.

• She can't handle the heat very well, being much more sensitive and prone to heat exhaustion. So her home is normally kept at a pretty cool 20°C (68°F).

• Dusk and dawn are the times of the day she's feeling more energetic and lively. No amount of sleep schedule changes has fixed this, so she sticks to patrolling around those times. It's a difficult work around, but she manages.

• Rumi is a very social woman. She loves being around people and loves to talk with others. Sometimes, she gets a bit lonely at her home, which is why she got a few albino rabbits of her own for her to spend time with. Not as conversational as people, but they keep her content.

• She can get dehydrated easily and needs to drink a 𝗹𝗼𝘁 of water in order to stay hydrated.

• Did you know her teeth never stop growing? Yeah, neither did she until she had to take her first trip to the dentist after her quirk manifested. Those tooths don't ever stop growing, forcing her to make regular trips to the dentist to keep them at a reasonable size.

• She purrs when she is happy or content. She does so by gently rubbing her teeth together. She can also purr when she is in pain.

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘶𝘮𝘪'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘥𝘥, 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 "𝘰𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥" 𝘺'𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸?

𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥! 𝘍𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤!

[soil-just-needs-water-to-be]

Chapter 26

Word count 2208

I think the only mentions for this one is maybe mentions of depression or inclination of it

THIS ONE IS WRITTEN FROM ROSS’ POV, AND I DONT KNOW HOW ITS GOING TO BE SO IF ITS BAD IM SORRY , I DONT RELALY KNOW ROSS BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT

Feedback is always welcome 🥰

Also thank you so much to all of you who are taking time out of your day to read this (I know there’s so many better fanfics out there , better written and all but ) I’m so thankful for those who are reading it

I also do blurbs as well if anyone has any ideas they might want to get to me

I feel like this might be a little trickier for me to write as I've never written anything from Ross'POV before so if this is terrible I'm so sorry .

Ross' POV

"What are we gunna do with you huh ?"

I felt Matty slightly shrug at my question as I slowly wrack my hands through his hair being careful but he still shock his head a little "please don't....it hurts" , he was shivering

"Are you cold?" , I felt him shake his head again at my question. "Do you need water?", again another shake if his head. This is going to be a long night. "What do you need mate?"

"George ...George doesn't...He was gunna call me tonight.can you...can you tell him that I might not be"

"Tell him on what" , I pull my phone out of my pocket being careful enough to try and not disturb Matty who was still resting on my lap

"Add his insta , bedforddanes75, just send him a message", so that I do , I add George but instead of waiting for the add back I send him a message straight away

Ross : Hey if this is the correct George , I'm Ross , Mattys best mate, I know you and Matty were supposed to call tonight but Matty isn't having the best of nights so he's with me , if you need anything please just gimme a shout and I'll see what I can do 😌

I then place my phone on the table beside me and turn my attention straight back to Matty "When was the last time you had a proper meal Matty ?", I'm scared to actually find out the answer at this point , I never realised how thin hed gotten until I was picking him up. He's so light

"Proper meal um .....I don't really know...I snack on stuff occasionally but ..I uh... I don't remember the last full meal I had"

"Right , I'm going to get you some food and water okay, can you stay ere for me?", I felt him shrug again against my leg. "What you trying to say mate?"

"Nothing, just not hungry but alright", I slowly removed him from my legs and tried to tuck him into the bed properly and made sure he was comfy enough. I snag my phone from the table beside him and give him a small peck on his temple "I love you mate"

"You too Rosso" ,

"Just shout if you need me okay"

"Mhm"

I make my way from the my room and quickly through to my mums just checking that there alright "you alright mum".

"I'm alright love, how's Matty doing?" , I slip into the room and close the door leaning against it. "I honestly have no idea at this point Mum"

"What's up with him like love?"

I scratch the back of my head really debating telling my mum about everything because I know she'll tell Denise but I've gotten to the point where I can't keep it together anymore and someone needs to tell Denise and Matty will never do it, so I slide down the door sat down next to it, something I've done since I was young always just sat at the door while I need to tell her something "He's on stuff Mum , like really deep in them and, I don't know if he knows how to stop, he was just messing around to begin with but it's gotten really bad, and it's not my place to tell Denise or Tim but someone needs to and I know he never will and I don't know how to help him anymore Mum but he really needs help."

"What stuff do you mean love, what's he taken"

"I don't know to the full extent because, I don't know how honest he is sometimes when it comes to it but, uh I think he's on coke and drinks a lot too, and weed , I mean I know I smoke weed but like all of it all the time it's just getting to much for him", I know I should trust him in what he tells me but he's just been so off lately and it's so difficult and everyone including himself is suffering and I just need to help him.

"And what do you mean by it just started off as messing around?, you haven't taken anything have you?"

"No I haven't myself , but I do know that uh Janey and Matty used to do stuff when they were just at parties and stuff but I never realised how bad it got for him, he never did it around anyone other than Janey or Corey I think"

"Do I know Corey?", my mum was sat up now on her phone probably about to contact Denise, because that's what mums do isn't it.

"No, I don't really know Corey myself he's a bit older than us but Matty met him at a party"

"Right , thank you my love, is there anything else that Denise would need to know?, anything else really?"

"I think she probably knows but he's really struggling at school , just having panic attacks all the time over the smallest things , but I think she knows that" , I rise up from my spot on the floor and quickly say goodbye to her as I feel like that might be the end of the conversation. Then make my way to the kitchen to make some food for him. Just some eggs on toast , protein might help. As well as a glass of water I make some tea for us both as well it'll calm him down. It takes about ten minutes to get everything ready. I load everything onto a tray and make my way back up to him, when I reach my room the first thing I notice is that Matty is somewhat quiet even in this state.

"Matty" , I push the door open and what I'm faced with is Matty fast asleep in my bed curled up into the blanket still fully clothed. I play the tray on the table next to my bed and just take myself over to the bed and sit next to him. I take out my phone again and see that I have a pending request and message from George.

George : oh hey Ross, thanks for telling me, what happened?

Ross: I don't really know what happened I didn't get the whole story, everything just kind of took a turn for the worst tonight.

George : what do you mean?? Is he okay? , is he awake can I see him?????

Ross: he's alright for now, he's asleep right now and I don't really want to wake him, I don't think he's stable right now

George: when he wakes up can you tell him I'm asking for him yeh ??

Ross: sure thing bro honestly , can I let you in on a little secret ??

George : sure

Ross: I think your gunna be really good for him , he ain't shut up about ya really and uh I think he really likes ya, but please don't hurt him

George : I'd never plan on hurting him, he’s really managed to crawl his way into my brain, I just hope he’s okay

Ross : I’ll keep an eye on him and keep you updated G

I place my phone back into my bedside table and carefully lay down properly and turn my tv on, putting on Simpson a just for background noise while I hold Matty through his tough time and just cradle his body on my arms occasionally telling him everything will be okay

After about another half an hour I can feel him storing in my arms so I release my grip a tiny bit “hey there you muppet”, He doesn’t move much but wraps his arms around me squeezing a little “are you okay?”

“My ead hurts Ross, like real bad”, he buries his head in the crook of my neck trying to hide from the light a little bit.

“Matty?”

“Mhm”

“What happened?, like really ?, can you be honest?” , as he’s leaning against me I can feel a tiny tremor coursing through his body

“I don’t think I can”

“Can’t what ?, tell me?”

“I don’t know what happened Ross I swear, I was fine then I wasn’t, that’s all there is too it”

“Can you at least tell me why you needed to do any of that stuff Matty?, like why did you feel the need to go out and get high again?”

“Everything is just so loud in my head, it’s like grey and cloudy , I see everything in greyscale basically, and I wanted to stop it like even for just a second, like you know when you wake up and like you can hear the birds chirping away and someone is cutting the grass down the road and there’s like sounds from people being busy round the house and it can be quite irritating when your trying to sleep well it’s like that in my head all the time, I can just hear everything, every annoying noise , everything buzzes or ticks , the static in the tv, the electricity running through everything and it’s annoys me so much makes it hard to concentrate and I just wanted to shut it up” , I can feel my shoulder start to get a little wet, indicating that Matty is crying again so I bring my arms around him properly again and hold him. “I just feel lost man….like everything is pushing me closer and closer to the edge everyday….some days I can cope with it ….but other days It just won’t go away”.

“But is nearly killing yourself the answer Matty!?”, I can’t imagine a world where Matty wasn’t in it, We’ve already lost one members of our little clique I don’t know if I’d cope with Matty gone too.

“I’m not gunna die Ross, I’ll be fine, I just don’t know how to deal with it sometimes, this is the only way I know” , Matty let’s go off me now, sits up and wipes his eyes harshly with the sleeve of his jacket. “I just want to feel like I’m not losing my mind”.

“Why can’t you tell people when things get to hard for you” , I adjust myself so I’m sat cross legged on the bed next to him looking at him, searching for any sign , literally anything that might tell me how he’s feeling.

“I try Rosso , but I just…I don’t know, I just feel like if I tell people they’ll try to stop me from doing what I need to do to feel better….and it’ll just make it worse” , Matty mirrors me my actions sat cross legged also but flings his jacket off and placed it in the space between us. “I’m so angry or upset all the time and I hate it , I just wanna be me again”

“You are you, you’ll always be Matty no matter how your feeling , your allowed to be angry , upset , stressed, but you don’t have to destroy yourself Mate, I know your finding stuff hard and I hate having to watch you go through it but I need you to know that your my best mate like ever and I can’t lose you” , we’re both crying now, I rarley cry but when it comes to serious stuff it makes me emotional and I know I’m going to lose it if this keeps happening. “You got some tea and food there can you try have some for me”

“Mhm”, I know he’s not going to have much of it and it’s gone cold but I need to see him eat even if it’s just for my own selfish reasons for my own peice of mind you know, he picks up the tray and starts picking away at the bread. “Ross ?”

“Yeh man”

“Did you tell George?, like what happened”

“No , I didn’t tell him what happened , you should do that , I just told him your having a bad night, and he was asking for you though , he seems like a good egg”

“He so is, would you mind if we called, he might cheer me up a little” , as he’s sipping on his tea I can tell that he’s still a little bit bouncy and I don’t know how to describe it maybe like scared , anxious is the word. “I mean not that your not doing a good job but like, I’d like for you to meet him too”

“Sure you can, but I need you to do one thing for me” , I want him to tell his mum what’s going on like fully , so we can all work on it together , help him through this bump in the road, get him the help he might need and we can get out Matty back.

“Yeh”

“Can you please tell your mum that your um ….I don’t know the word like … struggling with drugs”, he notice him out of the corner of my eye put his toast down as I say it. “Like I know it’ll be hard but she’s been where you are ….she might be a little better help than me and she’ll have better advice than me”

“Okay, but later okay”

[chiropractorinmacomb]

Effective Strategies for Starving Fat Cells Without Starving Yourself

You may want to lose weight for different reasons. Sometimes we’ve enjoyed a few too many sweets over the winter holidays. It could be that you want to get healthy, and you realize carrying around extra weight affects everything you do. In this article, we’ll show you how to target those fat cells while not feeling like you’re starving for nutrients at the same time. Let’s get started with some simple strategies that you can implement today!

Forget the Fads

We’ve seen all kinds of weight loss fads, from juice cleanses to cabbage soup diets. The problem with these fads is that they can leave you feeling hungry, fatigued, and nutrient-deprived. (1)

When you want to lose weight, taking a healthy approach is best. It is far more sustainable and won’t leave you searching the pantry late at night from hunger. Also, it’s much simpler to do things the right way and reap all the benefits, which will leave you looking and feeling your best. We’ll show you some of the proper strategies below to start starving those fat cells.

1. Intermittent Fasting

Some people decide to fast and aren’t successful because they go too fast. Intermittent fasting has tons of benefits for your health, and one of them can be weight loss. The easy way to use intermittent fasting is to stop eating earlier in the evening and extend your eating window the next day. As you progress, you can get to a 24-hour fast. A 24-hour fast will help you target fat cells, but maintain lean muscle. (2)

Fasting can be an incredible weight loss tool because it lowers your blood sugar. Since you’re not consuming foods as a direct fuel source, your body will burn fat for energy because glucose isn’t available. (3)

2. Eat More

If this seems counterintuitive, it may be because you eat the wrong things. Many people look at others and think they eat so much more but continue to lose weight or at least maintain their weight. When you look closer, these individuals may be eating more nutritious foods. If you want to lose fat, you should eat whole foods, emphasizing healthy proteins, fats, vegetables, and fruit. Feeding your body the nutrients it needs will not only make you feel better, but it can help you shed unwanted fat.

If you have a lifestyle of eating fried foods, drinking lots of sodas, and consuming processed carbohydrates, you will not look your best, and you will likely feel terrible most of the time. (4) These foods feed your fat, not your body. If you’re short on time but want healthy options for you and your family, the Heal Yourself Cookbook has meals you can make in 30 minutes that are delicious.

Keep in mind that you want to understand how much your body needs to stay healthy. Cutting too many calories could have the opposite effect and cause your body to store fat, not lose it. On the flip side, if you are overeating, you’ll also be storing fat. So you’ll want to find a calorie deficit according to your body’s needs. You can use a calorie calculator like this one and aim for a 500 calorie deficit in order to lose weight safely.

3. Burn Sugar

Our bodies like to store sugar. That sugar can block your weight loss attempts. So, we want to burn through that stored sugar to use fat for energy and starve those fat cells. One of the best ways to do this is to exercise.

There are numerous ways to get more exercise into your daily life. If gym memberships aren’t for you, try to incorporate more walking each day. Park farther away from work or the grocery store. Take a walk at lunch and get some fresh air. Work up to a 30-minute brisk walk daily and see how your body changes and how you feel. (5)

If you need a little extra help lowering blood sugar, a natural supplement like Berberine, can be very effective. You don’t need to fall for the pharmaceutical marketing schemes that don’t work and only create other health issues.

4. Don’t Overeat

If you feel like you’re doomed to overeating because you’re always hungry, it could be what you’re consuming. As we mentioned, if your diet is filled with all the wrong foods, you won’t feel your best. Additionally, you won’t get satiated as quickly, so you’ll need to eat more and more, causing you to overeat.

When you give your body the whole foods it needs, you can eat more of them than fast foods and processed carbs. These healthy foods can eliminate cravings. Unhealthy options are filled with empty calories that keep you coming back for more.

If you need to count calories for a while, that can help you know how much food you should be eating. We don’t recommend counting calories for the long haul because it can be a bit overwhelming. A short period of tracking can help you understand your body better and know how much food you need for proper energy.

Also, make sure that you are well hydrated. Many people confuse hunger with thirst. If you are always hungry, make sure your blood sugar levels are stable and that you are getting adequate hydration.

You Can Do It

If weight loss seems like something that is out of reach, we want you to know that you can do this. We work with many patients who have various health issues, and the main takeaway we want everyone to have is that real health comes naturally. You won’t obtain wellness with prescriptions and shortcuts. We also know many health gurus online and on social media make fat loss seem complicated when it’s not.

These tips are sustainable, and they will work today and in the future. You won’t only starve those fat cells, but you will also feel better and have more energy to do the things you enjoy.If you’d like to discuss more about how we help patients like you with weight loss and other health issues, contact us today. With the right strategies, your chiropractor in Macomb, MI believes that you can become a wellness warrior and feel better than ever.

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Herpesyl Reviews - Is It Worth It? Read My Experience!

 ➥About Herpesyl:

Nutrition is essential to healthy living. You may want to be more healthy, but do you know how to take the first step? Becoming healthy isn't as hard as you think it might be. Read the tips below for important information.

It is important that everyone consumes the appropriate amount of each nutrient the body needs to perform every day. Eating healthy foods is important, but making sure that you intake enough vitamins, minerals, sodium, and carbohydrates, amongst other nutrients, is vital to maintaining good health. Also make sure you don't consume too much of any certain nutrient.

It may sound like a broken record but when it comes to nutrition, pull out that food pyramid you were given in elementary school. This will ensure that you get the proper combination of starches, proteins, carbs, and other essential elements of a healthy diet. If you are looking to be a productive member of society, or just of the workplace, being well nourished is the first step.

Eat roasted beets when you have a sugar craving because it is healthier than eating a dessert and it can be just as sweet. Beets contain a lot of natural sugars, and they concentrate when they are cooked down. Your body will break this sugar down much faster than those you would have consumed from a dessert.

Milk is the best form of liquid protein you can give you body. 

Packed full of protein, vitamin D and other important nutrients, milk is a natural, affordable drink, that everyone should take advantage of.

 Instead of using protein shakes to bulk up, consider drinking two or three glasses of milk every day, instead.

When looking at the amount of calories in a food, make sure that you pay attention to serving size. If a serving of cereal is 200 calories but the serving size is half a cup, know that a bowl of cereal will be far more than 200 calories! Often serving sizes listed are less than what people typically eat.

Save your used drink bottles, fill them with water and freeze them. Having water available to quench your thirst is imperative to good health. Frozen water bottles will likely stay cool all day and an added wellness benefit, is that they are handy to grab to wet down a wipe and cool yourself off on hot days.

Read and understand the labels on the food you buy. The nutrition labels list the serving size, the calories, the fat, the sodium, the cholesterol, the carbohydrate, the protein and the vitamin content of each serving. Using this information you can calculate how much you have to eat from each type of food.

Do not use nutritional bars or protein bars as a replacement for meals. Often media and commercials will tell you that these bars are a great way to lose weight but they may have an adverse effect on your diet. Sometimes a strict diet is the one of the only ways to  lose weight.

You can boost your chance for conception with some super foods like oysters, yams and berries. 

Oysters are a concentrated source of the zinc, which is important for conception. Research has suggested that yams may stimulate ovulation. 

Berries contain antioxidants, which can protect the body from cell damage, including the cells in your reproductive system.

You should allow yourself to have and indulgence every once in a while even if you are on a diet. This will stop you from spontaneously cheating on your diet. Schedule a day where you can eat something you have been craving, but make sure to be careful with the portion sizes.

Don't over eat when you're pregnant. Many mothers think that because they're pregnant they need to take in significantly more calories when in fact you only need an extra 250-300 calories a day. More important than the amount of food you eat is the quality. Make sure you're maintaining a balanced diet.

A great nutrition tip if you have diabetes is to regular check your blood sugar levels when you eat a new food. It's important to know how each food impacts your blood sugar level, and if you do this frequently, you'll learn which foods are okay and which ones aren't.

No one ever said do not eat any red meat. Red meat is an essential part of one's diet unless you are a vegetarian. However, it is important to limit your consumption of red meat and put it in its place. In place of eating red meat continuously, try eating more chicken and seafood.

Make a healthy and nutritious dinner with potatoes.

 Instead of topping with just sour cream, cheese and bacon, try adding lots of fresh and cooked vegetables. 

Onions, broccoli, tomatoes are all great choices. You can also add black or pinto beans for an added punch of fiber.

Vegetarians and vegans may want to supplement their diets with B12. Diets without meat and dairy may be missing on some essential nutrients. A deficiency can cause food malabsorption, fatigue, and a host of other problems. If you are concerned about your nutrient intake, consider seeing your doctor for routine blood-work.

To incorporate good nutrition into your life, learning to do your own cooking is key. Freshly-prepared meals made from fresh ingredients beat pre-cooked and pre-packaged foods every time. Even if you do not make a special effort to cook healthy, you will still have a better diet cooking for yourself than you would relying on store-bought meals.

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˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Pile 1

Just because the person you love doesn't love you doesn't mean you're unloveable. I'm getting a very sad energy from this pile. I feel like majority if not all of you are going through a major heartbreak. I'm getting that whoever you lost, the loss was meant to happen. If you're blaming yourself for anything, I don't think that it's your fault even if you do think that way. This person would've left even if you didn't make any of the mistakes that you made. Some of you might have gotten bullied, made fun of or humiliated by someone which affected you pretty deeply. The amount of love you seem to hold towards the person that you lost is genuinely admirable, they seem to have put you through a lot, they changed you in a way, perhaps, even enlightened you. This person made you really happy, didn't they? Even though this person hurt you very deeply, you seem to be really worried about their well-being and want the best for them. You're not a terrible human being, you are very much worthy of love. I'm getting you tend to hurt over them to the point you get physically ill. You can feel your guts twisting and your heart knotting because of them right? I feel like no matter how difficult it is, you need to accept the loss and try to form a proper routine, don't ignore your emotions but try to keep yourself busy. You likely felt really left out in the cold. This person really hurt your pride and broke your trust but I'm getting a deep sense of loyalty that you have towards them. For most of you, it's pretty recent, however, for some of you, it's a past energy, you might seem like you're over it but I feel like it still affects you a lot. I feel like you feel so much guilt towards them that whenever you feel like you're forgetting them, you find a way to remember them again. You always find a way to hold onto them. I feel like you're really loved, even if you don't feel like it. You're not a rude person, I'm infact getting that you're really compassionate but people like to provoke you and when you get upset and lash out, they act like you're the bad person. I'm getting scandals for some of you. I think it's past energy but it might have affected you a lot. Please try to be easy on yourself and take care of yourself. You are worthy of love, even if you don't feel like it. Some of you need to stop skipping meals. Forehead breakouts anyone? Get enough sleep please. If you were attracted to pile 2 please check it out.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Pile 2

I'm getting that for some of you, you have to choose between two paths or you're thinking about a career/major shift, I think grass is greener on the other side. Spend time planning stuff out properly though especially if you're moving or travelling. I feel like you guys struggle with committing and want to try various different things. You guys are discovering a lot of stuff. Don't be afraid of changes and new beginnings whether it be a career shift, relocating, moving schools or simply just meeting new people with different perspectives. Regardless of whether or not you feel progress, you are making a lot of progress. I'm also getting that you need to raise your standards when it comes to dating and keep them high. If you're struggling with money, try to be thrifty with money but don't stress over it too much, I know it's not as easy as it sounds but I feel like some of you need to save up money. You need to let go of the poverty consciousness. A truth of some sort was revealed to you and you learnt a lot of lessons, you infact still are. I'm getting that some of you might have lost a lot of people in within the past few months or years. If yes, those people weren't healthy for you and the universe just threw the poisoned drink from your glass to fill it with something better, something actually good for you. You might get into a love triangle soon into the future and I think something even more heartwrenching is coming your way but yeah good days are definitely guaranteed after a final blow. If you haven't lost anyone yet, I'm getting some sort of a heartbreak here. Someone here is going to fracture some bones soon. I'm getting something very valuable is going to be revealed to you in the future, it's going to crush your soul but you're going to build up stronger than ever. Some of you might have some snakes around you, please watch out. A conflict is a possibility in the near future.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Pile 3

You can read this until the end but if nothing resonates, try to choose another pile. You fear new things however weirdly enough, you still manage to act overly optimistic and tend to leap before you look. I feel like some of you might joke around and end up acting really unserious. I'm getting that you should try to be a little bit more serious and less jokey for the next few weeks because you might end up getting into trouble of some sort possibly because you didn't look before you leapt. Are some of you dealing with friend group problems right now? for someone the girl/guy with T as their first initial (can be first or surname) dislikes you, I'm getting that you're probably already suspicious, if not let it fly. I'm getting that if you're holding onto something or someone, possibly a friend circle, you're just setting yourself up for failure. You'll grow so much after you finally let go of them. You'll realise that not everything was your fault and they were simply just insecure. I'm getting that you are prideful, you're a winner, you'll win no matter what. You definitely have atleast one snake around you. If you do physical activities, try to be more careful as you might injure yourself (if you haven't already). You seem to have a lot to let go of but you'll first need to let go of whatever it is that you're holding onto so dearly. You'll really get the chance to explore new dimensions of yourself once you've let go of what's holding you back. You might feel like you don't have options or no one wants you (maybe most people don't shoot their shot when it comes to you) but many people do. I'm getting that so many options in all different aspects of life are coming for you once you let go. Letting go and starting anew seems to be the theme of your life right now. You are not the problem. You might have gotten accused of thinking that you're the center and treating others like shit. I'm getting that whoever accused you is ignoring all the good things that you've done cause I'm getting that you've definitely done a lot for them. You're sticking with them even though they treat you that way, you deserve so much better. Your best friend started hating you? It's not you problem. I'm getting a jealous friend group for most of you but it might be something different that you're having to let go of. Try to talk about your emotions more seriously but if the other person doesn't take it well, cut them off. It's not me, it's the universe. So many other people care about you, you're not alone. If your relationship with your mother isn't good, it's okay, I'm getting that things might have turned too bitter to turn back from but you're definitely not the problem here. Don't blame yourself please. You deserve the world, please don't settle for less.

[bitchfitch]

"He must have been Terrifying," Scarlett shivered, her porcelain hands clinking against her empty glass as she fiddled with it.

"I heard that by the end of it the prince was fully a beast. Sharp claws and everything," Brigadier nodded his agreement. "Ate the corpses that lab of his churned out if the rumors are to be believed."

Lou listened intently to them both, his eyes wide and curious as the monster hunters traded tales of the alchemist that had created his kind. "Why? Why would someone Do something like that?"

"Power... And laziness," Scarlett responded, "Probably. No real knowing now that he's dead."

"Laziness? What's lazy about a mad scientist going feral?" Brigs raised his brow at her as he took a sip from his own drink.

"He was still a Prince! The man must have still had servants bringing him meals. I reckon he ate those bodies because he was too lazy to leave his lab to eat something else."

"Cadfael didn't eat people," Montgomery sighed, "Ignore the rumors, Lou."

"How can you possibly know that," said Scarlett, "It's not like you were a fly on his wall."

"Why would he need to be a fly on the wall? Weren't you the prince's guard?" Lou turned his attention to his handler, not bothering to properly move in his seat and instead just twisted and reformed straddling it backwards.

"Wait- No fucking way. Montgomery isn't old enough to have been part of the court," Scarlett was about to scold him for lying to Lou but Montgomery just shrugged.

"Yeah, I was. For near on twenty years."

"How!? The man's been dead just about that long and you can't be a day over 25." her dolls face didn't do as much to convey her confusion as the rattling of her joints did.

"I'm 48."

"Yeah I'm calling Bullshit," Brigadier scoffed. "No fucking Way you're older than me."

"And that math doesn't even work out. Twenty years dead and twenty in his service means you would of only been 8 when you started guarding him."

Montgomery sighed, "It's been 18 years since he died, not 20. Noble families sometimes take on child guards, kids who's job it is to train to be a proper guard while giving the royal brat some companionship. I was 10 and he was 9 when I started working for the crown. Spent every single day between that first and his last at his side."

"How come you told Lou before us? We've known each other years," Brigs put a hand on his chest, his face pinched with mild hurt. "Thought we were friends."

"That's your gripe with this? He's a royal sympathiser, and Hid this from us!"

"Stop it you two," Lou scolded them, "He never told me. I figured it out on my own, and I figured it out because he was also the one who killed Cadfael. Not much of a sympathiser now is he?"

"You fucking killed Cadfael!?" Scarlet slammed her hands down on the table, breaking the glass under them in her disbelief. "Wow- Oh fuck, sorry, I'll get you another glass. No- You are the guy who took down that Fucker. I'll get you Three!"

"Shut the fuck up. We're not-" Montgomery grit his teeth, his hand white knuckled on the arm of his chair as he forced himself to calm down. He did manage to catch his temper before it could do more than make the wood under his palms smoke. Taking a deep breath and returning to his usual firm but neutral tone, "Do not celebrate his death in front of me. Cadfael was a Good man. He screwed up, and by the end of it he wasn't himself anymore, but I Promise you, the man I swore to die for when he was crowned would have Never done what he did."

"How'd Lou find out?" Brigadier tried to quickly divert the subject to something Hopefully less likely to make Montgomery furious. It was rare to see him anger this quickly, and rarer yet to see him struggle so much to real it back in.

"When we were investigating the bird monster that had gotten into the closed off parts of the castle."

"He knew more than he should've. All the hidden paths and nooks and everything. It was Real obvious... I even got to see where Cadfael died-"

"Lou, Stop. We're done talking about his death. Anything else." Montgomery didn't look any of them in the eye.

"Then tell us this," Scarlett sat back in her chair folding her hands in her lap to stop herself fidgeting and breaking things further, "What was he like?"

"Smart. Smartest man I've ever met. Liked to sing to himself while he was working. Always had to be moving and danced to whatever song was in his head when he didn't think anyone was watching," he considered stopping, his lips pursing with the split desires to keep all the little things they had shared between himself and Cadfael's grave, and to finally let himself speak freely and honestly about his long dead best friend.

Eventually it was the latter that won out. For just a single moment the Cadfael he had known so dearly would be allowed to remembered instead of what came later.

"He liked to be twirled, and always preferred to follow instead of lead. He loved citrus and oranges more than anything but hated the sinewy bits in them. Couldn't stand to have his hands be sticky so he'd spend hours carefully peeling them with tweezers and a scalpel if I didn't do it for him. He loved his brother and did everything it took to make the kid laugh anytime he came to visit. He had constant nightmares when we were teenagers and would wake up screaming for me. Every single time it happened he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep until I promised him I would never put myself in harm's way for him despite that being my fucking job. After he got sick he made me promise him I'd retire to the beachside and name a dog after him when he died because he hated the idea of me doing something as dangerous as being a guard." He eventually stopped, taking a shaky breath and blinking back against unshed tears. "He was a Good man."

There was a lull as he tried to collect himself, the others all mulling over the complete contradiction his words were to what they had known about the prince.

Before Scarlett or Brigs could bring up the endless questions they now had, Lou cut in, "I don't think monster hunting is less dangerous than being a guard... Did you get the dog the dog at least?"

That was the straw that had Montgomery breaking. He laughed through his tears as he tried to wipe them away, "I'll fulfill my promise when my jobs done. As long as there's monsters, there's no on who will remember Cadfael for who he was."

[ecemichi]

It’s Just A Cup Of Coffee

Content Warning!

Contains instances of eating disorders/irregular eating patterns.

Season: Autumn

HiMERU: (It certainly gets quite crowded here at noon. The seats at the counter have all been taken as well, so finding an empty one is proving to be quite difficult…)

Souma: Oh, if it isn’t himeru-dono[1]!

HiMERU: Well, if it isn’t Kanzaki-san and Otogari-san. Are you two having lunch?

Souma: Aye. It appears that himeru-dono is looking for a place to sit. If you’d like to, why don’t you have a seat with us?

HiMERU: Is that alright?

Adonis: Of course, you’re welcome to join us.

HiMERU: (...This makes HiMERU a tad anxious, but that is not an acceptable reason to outright reject someone.)

(HiMERU only came to Cinnamon to have a cup of coffee anyways. HiMERU can just take his leave shortly after finishing it.)

—In that case, HiMERU will take you up on your offer. Pardon the intrusion.

Souma: Fufu. I’m pleased that we’re receiving the opportunity to enjoy a meal with himeru-dono.

What will himeru-dono have for lunch—

HiMERU: Hello, could HiMERU have a cup of coffee please? Yes, that will be all.

Adonis&Souma: …!?

HiMERU: Is something wrong? You’ve stopped eating. It would be wasteful if your food got cold, don’t you agree?

Souma: …If I may ask, himeru-dono, have you eaten lunch prior to this today?

HiMERU: No, HiMERU hasn’t. HiMERU’s breakfast was quite heavy today, so he planned on having a lighter lunch.

Adonis: So in other words, you haven’t eaten anything yet…? You can’t possibly mean that your lunch is solely going to be the one cup of coffee you just ordered?

HiMERU: Yes, HiMERU was intending on having just a cup of coffee for lunch.

Souma: If all you have for now is coffee, I’m worried about the physical state you’ll be in during your afternoon activities. I shall order something else for y—

HiMERU: Thank you for your kindness. However, there is no need to concern yourself, as this is HiMERU’s own diet.

Souma: Is— is that so…

Adonis&Souma: …

HiMERU: (Why do they look so vexed? It’s a challenge to enjoy the coffee with them making those types of expressions…)

—HiMERU is sincerely okay with only having coffee.

Additionally, it is rather unsettling to see you staring at HiMERU in such a way.

Adonis: …Sorry. But no matter how much I think about it, I’m really concerned about you.

HiMERU: Concerned…you say. What do you mean by that? This might be a bit rude, but is there a reason as to why you are so concerned about HiMERU?

Adonis: Yes, there is. I’ve seen you in the staff canteens and in Cinnamon from time to time.

Whenever I’ve seen you, I’ve noticed that you usually only order drinks — I barely ever see you eat any proper meals.

You can’t fill up your stomach with drinks only. You can’t even get nutrients from them. That’s why…

That’s why I want to feed you some meat.

Souma: Fish is also quite healthy♪

Of course, being mindful of a “balanced” diet and not forgetting to eat your vegetables is also a must.

HiMERU: …HiMERU is terribly sorry for worrying you.

But rest assured, HiMERU is having proper meals, on top of calculating his calorie intake. HiMERU is perfectly healthy.

Adonis: If you’re certain you’re healthy, then that’s fine, but… You’re still too light.

That was immediately apparent to me when I carried you on my shoulders on the MDM stage. You’re too light for your own good. [2]

Souma: If it’s making Adonis-dono repeat himself twice, then it must be something worth taking seriously.

I always thought he was slim, but to think himeru-dono weighed so little…

I have a large amount of faith in my own strength. I believe that I am also strong enough to carry himeru-dono with ease ♪

HiMERU: Kanzaki-san, please refrain from rolling up your sleeves. If, perchance, you do attempt to carry HiMERU in such a public space, HiMERU will pass out from embarrassment.

—I understand. The scent of your meals has indeed increased HiMERU’s appetite, so it wouldn’t hurt to order one serving of food.

Adonis: Really?

Souma: Oh, that’s wonderful ♪

HiMERU: (They look quite happy… HiMERU was only trying to appease them so they wouldn’t try to carry him on their shoulders, but were they genuinely concerned about him?)

Souma: Now then, this is the “menu”. Let us choose a suitable dish for himeru-dono.

Adonis: I recommend the meatloaf. I would like for him to eat meat.

Souma: A meal shouldn’t go without rice. What about “curry” or “omurice”?

HiMERU: (...! If HiMERU orders such dishes, it will ruin his meal plans for the rest of the day!)

Adonis: Which one would you like—

HiMERU: —Ahem. Thank you both for your suggestions. However, HiMERU would prefer to choose for himself. Could you pass over the menu, please?

Adonis: Hm… Right, sorry about that. It’s best for you to eat whatever you enjoy.

HiMERU: This is overwhelming— the menu is quite rich in options. A dish that would go well with coffee, on top of being a dish that HiMERU would like to eat, would be…

…My apologies, could you also bring a cheesecake, please? Yes, that’s all.

Adonis: Cheesecake…

Souma: So a “dessert”...

HiMERU: Fufu, my apologies. Right now, HiMERU feels like a cheesecake would be enough.

HiMERU will order a dish of your choosing next time. Or maybe even what you’re having right now…

If it’s alright with you, can you tell HiMERU how it tastes?

Souma: Umu, of course ♪

Adonis: Alright. I’m not good at explaining stuff with words alone, but I’ll make sure to let you know about it to the point of making you want to eat it.

HiMERU: (HiMERU was only planning on having a simple cup of coffee, but…)

—Well, that’s fine.

Souma: himeru-dono?

HiMERU: Ah, well… It’s nothing. HiMERU can’t wait to hear your thoughts.

JP Proof: valentines0eve

EN Proof: honeyspades

I made Souma call HiMERU as "himeru-dono" because in-game it's written between brackets and in hiragana

This line references Adonis carrying HiMERU on his shoulders in !! MS Chapter 194

[buckyownsmylife]

Just One - John Winchester smut

The one where John has been obsessed with killing you but now that he found you...

Warnings: smut, as close to hatefucking as I can write, witch!reader, masturbation (f), oral (m, f), dirty talk, degradation laced with praise?, hairpulling kink, namecalling (bitch, whore), John wants it to hurt, slight size kink (blink and you’ll miss), p in v, spanking, biting, unprotected sex, cumplay, unspecified age gap

Word count: 2.2k

A/N:  This one is a part of my kinktober celebrations. My original intention for this October was to work exclusively around prompts that my wonderful friend @darkficsyouneveraskedfor created for her challenge and dedicate each story to a different friend. My new plan became then 31 days of different kinks, which expanded on a poly relationship with Stucky, as you might know by now. However, some of the stories I started were already truly loved by me, and so I kept on writing them. It worked well because as it turns out, I am fortunate enough to have more than 31 friends on Tumblr, so here is the story I wrote for @negans-attagirl​. This most likely celebrates my last time writing for John! Special thanks to my @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog​ for reading this even though she’s not really into Supernatural! I love you for it!

I knew he was there. Watching. I’d been running away from him for so long, it felt like second nature now - to look over my shoulder, hold my breath when a stranger got too close. Watch the shadows and see if they took the form of a well-built man who wanted nothing more than to see me dead.

But I didn’t just wait around for my inevitable ending, oh no. I’d studied him just as much as he did to me, prepared myself for what was to come as I fled the state and traveled borders in the hopes of throwing him off. I concocted potions and spells and thought about everything I could do to him whenever he found me again.

Most of all, I thought of him. How could I not? Not only was he my main concern in this life, but the man was just walking sin. And if I were to go down, I was determined to at least go down on him before he killed me.

So I slowly left the diner across from the motel I’d been hiding in for the last three weeks and returned to my room, making sure to leave the door unlocked while I took off my clothes. The sound of the door closing behind me wasn’t unmistakable, and we both knew that. “Feel like joining me?” I asked as I sat down on the bed and spread my legs for his eyes, my hand traveling down my body, playing with my nipples before settling between my thighs. He didn’t look confused, not even for a moment.

This sexual tension between us, it’d never been one-sided. It was there from the beginning, electrifying our interactions as desire swirled in the air around us. I was convinced it was the main reason why he couldn’t just let me go.

He leaned his head to the side, but didn’t say anything. He was too focused on what I was doing, the way my fingers rubbed my clit before dipping inside my hole only to come back up wetter, the sounds of my actions filling the air around us.

“I don’t see why not.” The words sent a thrill up my spine, and without even stopping to consider what I was doing, I dropped to my knees before him, reaching out for his jeans. “Can’t let you get off all by yourself.”

I hummed appreciatively as I stuck out my tongue to lick the red head of his cock, already intoxicated with his taste. “Such a gentleman… even when you’re planning to kill me.” His chuckle was like thunder, reverberating through me and making my clit throb as I wrapped my lips around his member.

“It would be a waste if I didn’t put this pretty mouth to work.” His thumb brushed against my lower lip until I licked it and enveloped it with my mouth, making him groan. “So fucking warm. I’m gonna enjoy filling this hole with my cock.”

His words had me clenching around nothing, the overwhelming wetness that dripped from me now slathering the inside of my thighs, no doubt reaching the floor. It made me desperate to please him, desperate to fill my mouth with his cock.

So I wrapped my lips around the head of his member and began sucking, at first looking up to see his darkened, lust-filled eyes before actually closing mine to fully appreciate his taste, the weight of him on my tongue.

I licked every single inch of his skin until my saliva coated his member. It was a beautiful cock, a cock that deserved to be worshiped. I wasn’t one to enjoy being on my knees too much, but his thickness was just too tempting. I needed to pay it the proper respects.

So I took him as well as I could, ignoring the way tears rose to my eyes as I willingly choked myself on his cock, trying my best to breathe through my nose in an effort to reach his navel.

I wasn’t able to. But he didn’t seem to mind, hand wrapped around my hair, forcing my movements as I slobbered all over his dick. “Such a good little cocksucker…” he absentmindedly commented, almost to himself.

“Were you expecting me?” I looked up to see him looking down at me, actually waiting for an answer. So I pulled away, wiped the spit from my jaw before replying honestly, “Always.”

Because, well… How could I sleep peacefully without thinking about the man who wanted to kill me?

But his answer was a chuckle and an almost condescending head pat, his deep warm voice making me even wetter when he complimented, “Good girl.” God, he could kill me right now. I’d go willingly and happily.

I eagerly sucked him off a bit longer, losing myself in the almost-sounds that I could pick up from his body: the little groans and pants, the way he cleared his throat instead of growling his desire for me. He wouldn’t give in, wouldn’t show his satisfaction to a little witch.

I could live with that.

“Stop that.” His words were accompanied by a harsh tug on my hair, pulling me up until I was standing on my tip toes, my face mere inches from his. “Wanna fuck you now. I can kill you tomorrow.”

The fact that he never kissed me didn’t escape me. This was a quick fuck, it would not be mistaken as anything else. Still, that didn’t mean I wouldn’t drag as much fun out of it as I possibly could… especially considering these might very well be my last hours of living.

“So you want me?” I questioned, smirking at his answering huff. He didn’t want to admit it, of course - that would be recognizing I had some sort of power over him. So he opted to tighten his grip on my hair until I moaned from the pleasurable pain, eyes sparkling in their darkness as he took in just how desperate I was for him.

“You’re such a fucking tease,” he settled for saying as I laughed. “Always a fucking tease. Is your cunt as bitter as your soul, brat?” I bit my lip as he threw me on the bed, already anticipating his next move.

“Find out for yourself.” His expression made it clear that he was doubtful when he tore off my underwear and threw the scraps of it over his shoulder, pulling me to the edge of the bed by my ankles without much care.

He pressed on the inside of my thighs to keep my legs spread for him, and when his tongue licked a line up my cunt, I clenched around nothing, eyes closing for just a second to relish in the barely-there sensation.

“Oh, fuck…” His voice was barely over a whisper, but I still heard it and when I opened my eyes to look at him, he was staring directly at his meal, like he couldn’t believe what he had just tasted. “So fucking sweet…”

He went back there with a newfound hunger, and although I knew he wasn’t doing this to make me cum, I also knew he would achieve that - easily. It didn’t take many of his long swipes over my hole, the twirls around my clit to make me gasp for him, hands flying down to pull on his hair.

I think the only reason he didn’t slap them away was because he seemed to like the slight sting I provided him.

“Fucking cum, bitch,” he growled at some point, surprising me until he revealed why it was that he wanted me to orgasm. “I want to drink all of your essence before I shove my cock into you, make sure it’ll really sting.”

But I knew it was more than that - I knew he wanted more of my taste. It was everywhere now, dripping from his beard, smearing the inside of my thighs, but he kept his eyes focused on me, waiting for my breaking point.

I saw embers of flames when it arrived. Maybe it predicted my death at the stake, but I couldn’t mind it. Not when John was rising to his full height and very easily turning me around to lay on my stomach, keeping my legs dangling off the edge of the bed when he kicked them apart.

I was trapped under his much larger body and I didn’t mind it at all. He shoved my face against the bed, like he didn’t want to see it as he slowly started to stretch me out.

I bit my lower lip as I struggled to adjust around his thickness, and by the sounds John was releasing, I could see he was just as overwhelmed by me and the pussy he wanted to destroy.

I couldn’t believe how good it felt to be ravished by John Winchester. No one had ever fucked me like this before, and I was sure he knew, with the melodic moans that kept slipping from my lips, try as I might to reel them in.

“Those fucking sounds…” He groaned behind me, seconds before his hand landed harshly on the right cheek of my ass, making me whine even louder. “You’re a filthy little whore, aren’t you?”

I was too far gone to even try to deny it, fucking myself back against his delicious thick cock, desperate to cum again, this time feeling completely full of him.

“Who would have thought…” He panted, hips maintaining their onslaught against me. “Nasty fucking witch, such a tight little pussy.” Each word was accompanied by a particularly brutal thrust and I relished in it. I relished in witnessing the great John Winchester get carried away because of my body.

“Fuck,” he cursed after he managed to locate my sweet spot, which in turn had me instinctively clenching around him. “Why do you feel so fucking good?”

Under him, I just giggled, my hand easily locating the spot above where we were connected so I could rub myself to an orgasm. “I’m convinced you’re the devil, little witch.”

Stifling a laugh, I started to move my hips back so I could fuck myself on him, showing him how I liked to be treated - even harder and rougher than he was already treating me. And because I really was a brat, I couldn’t help but taunt, “Do you feel sorry you have to destroy it?”

I knew he understood I was referring to my pussy, and when his hand slapped mine away so he could take over the motions over my clit, I closed my eyes to let bliss take me.

“Almost,” he grunted, a confession I almost lost in the fog of my high. But here lied an opportunity, and I wasn’t about to let it slip away without a fight.

“I mean… you could just keep it,” I offered, barely over a whisper so as not to anger the man who kept fucking me. I didn’t want him to stop his movements, so I hoped even if he did get pissed at my suggestion, he’d just take it out on me. “Use it whenever you want.”

I didn’t get a response from him - at least, not verbally. But he did speed up his movements, pounding me so hard the bed started to hit the wall and I knew we were seconds away from having the neighbors banging on it, telling us to keep it down, but I couldn’t care less.

Not when John was burying his face in the crook of my neck, beard tickling me as he bit on my shoulder to keep his roar from reverberating in the room when he shot his cum deep inside of me.

He didn’t wait even a second before pulling out. I missed his weight on top of me, but the feeling of his cum slowly slipping from my used pussy was enough to give me some comfort.

“Shit, I really opened you up, huh?” He chuckled, rubbing his cream around my hole before pushing it back into me, making me whine. “I’m still fucking hard. Did you put a spell on me, brat?”

I laughed as he massaged my ass, apparently incapable of fully retreating his touch from my skin. “Is that why I’m still aroused?” He insisted, rutting his very much, still hard member against my thigh. “Tell me.”

Stretching, I giggled at his silly accusation. “I think I just turn you on, old man,” I teased, wiggling my ass at him. He took the bait and spanked it, before I felt his weight leave the bed altogether.

“Well, I’m going to take a shower, wash you off of me,” he explained, stopping at the door of the bathroom to stare at me. “You better be there when I come out,” he warned and I bit my lip, understanding exactly what he meant.

“I don’t think I can walk if I tried,” I giggled, but he just tipped his head back, humming noncommittally. Before long, I heard the shower turning on, the sound of the water running down the drain almost lulling me to sleep.

I made sure to leave my panties right next to the note I wrote for him to find when he got out of the shower. Three simple words, a promise: “Until next time”.

[tanniefm]

nasty | jjk (m)

summary - you're needy at a party and no one can help you except your boyfriend jungkook.

pairing - jungkook x reader

genre - established relationship

word count - 2.4k

song inspo - nasty by ariana grande

warnings - unprotected sex (BOOO), dirty talk, daddy kink, brief breeding kink, slight voyeurism (you essentially ride his thigh in front of everyone), explicit language, praise kink, subspace, drug and alcohol use (weed), brief mention of vmin, i guess kook also falls into domspace too i mean y'all are high so

a/n - i'm sorry this took so long school's been kicking my ass bruh. this is also very unedited since i originally wrote this while horny like a month ago kanjwbw. anyways yeah enjoy! ps. i am very bad at endings and summaries sigh

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“Pleaseeeee”

“Nope”

“But I need to so badly! Just please make me cum, Kook!”

“What did I say? Not ‘til later. At this rate I might not let you cum at all.” his words brought utter terror to your face. What did he mean not letting you cum at all? You've been so good all day! Just like he told you! This party fucking sucks anyway. As much as you love your friends coming over, there’s only so much you can handle before you start getting annoyed by their presence. Jungkook has been teasing you all day but the very peak of it was when he ate you out earlier like it was his last meal and at the very last second, decided to cease all contact from you and smile cockily. Asshole.

It doesn’t help that you've both been drinking and smoking a bit, so your horniness has only worsened since then. This mixed haze of being tipsy and high at the same time is just making you needier by the second. You’ve been clinging onto him and following him around your shared apartment the whole night while he laughed and chatted with your friends.

“You good, ____?” Jimin laughs. He out of everyone should know exactly how you feel, given him and Tae are constantly going at it, just like you and your beloved boyfriend.

You smile sarcastically, “Nah I’m perfectly fine, Minnie! Why do you ask?” you know exactly why he’s asking. You’re not really the best at hiding your emotions and your face says it all that you’d rather have everyone disappear immediately so you can fuck the shit out of the man you’re glaring at. He’s currently taking a few hits out of Hoseok’s “party bong” as he likes to call it. It looks very used and burnt out, you don’t know why he just won’t get a new one since you’re sure that’s some kind of safety hazard but whatever.

“No reason, just that you look like you wanna eat Jungkookie alive is all.” he smirks. You roll your eyes playfully and take another sip from whatever mixed drink Jungkook made you.

“He’s getting on my nerves.” you quip back. Jimin’s eyes crinkle as he laughs heartily. It seems like everyone finds your situation amusing but you. All you want is to have a proper orgasm! Is that so wrong! It feels like he’s punishing you and you haven’t even done anything! You go to sit on the couch with him, directly on his lap, while he watches Seokjin and Taehyung yell over Mario Kart. He automatically wraps his hands around your waist and smiles lazily.

“Heyy pretty girl.” he says gruffly. His voice always gets raspy when he smokes and your pussy throbs at his (and your) favorite pet name.

“Kookie,” you whine. “Please can we wrap this up and do something alone. Need you.” you start pouting in hopes he’ll finally cave. He chuckles and brushes a piece of hair from your face.

He leans in closely to whisper, “After they're done with this game, I promise I’ll take care of you, ok baby?” you look at him skeptically and hold up your pinky to ensure he means what he says. He giggles at your cuteness and wraps his long pinky around yours, kissing it to seal the deal. Your face immediately lights up at the prospect that you’ll finally get some dick. The more you think about it, the wetter you get. Maybe he’ll bring out the toys this time and use those on you. Maybe he’ll overstimulate you until you beg him to stop. Maybe he’ll let you take control since he’s been messing with you all evening anyway. The possibilities are endless and they cause you to squirm around on his lap. You quickly realize that your leggings are pretty thin however as you suddenly pause when you feel that your boyfriend is hard as a rock. Little did you know that he’s been suffering just as much as you have, he just likes to play with you a little to see how needy you could get. He can feel you throbbing through your leggings and it’s been driving him fucking crazy. He can’t wait for the guys to leave so he can fuck you in every room of this house.

He grips your hips tightly and gives you a warning look of “do that again and see what happens” you whimper and tuck your face in his neck. He smells so good. You can faintly smell the weed you two have been smoking but you can still smell his soft detergent and calming lavender he loves so much. You know his nose is sensitive so he only uses a small amount of cologne and it encapsulates him so perfectly. He pulls you closer and starts bouncing his knee slightly. Fuck. Now his thigh is consistently hitting your clit and your mind is getting fuzzier. The haze from earlier coupled with the fact that Jungkook is bouncing you like a baby is starting to make you whimper and moan a little louder than you’d like to. You know he’s fucking with you again. He loves seeing you like this. He leans down and reminds you Tae and Jin are almost done with their game and then you can moan and whine all you want. You nod hastily while you suck a mark into his neck to keep quiet. His knee keeps the same casual pace, as if your clit isn’t the main focal point of each bounce. He kisses the top of your head and laughs along at whatever the boys are arguing about as to not raise any suspicion. Although you’re pretty sure everyone can tell exactly what’s going on. The fact that everyone can clearly see you getting bounced on your boyfriend's lap is only getting you closer and closer. You bet you could cum like this.

“Ha ha! Fuck you, hyung! I told you I’d win!” Taehyung shouts jovially.

“Yeah whatever, brat! I’m definitely winning next time.” they both get up and stretch before informing both of you that they think they’ll call it a night. The rest of the boys agree and gather their stuff to head out. You hate to say it, but you couldn’t be happier that everyone’s finally leaving. Jungkook lifts you off his lap gently and to your horror, you can already see a damp spot forming on his sweats. He smirks and winks at you while he kindly escorts everyone out. Once the last person is gone and the door is closed and locked, he turns around and tells you to come here. You scamper over to him in a haste and attach your lips to his in an instant. He laughs at your neediness and backs you slowly to the couch. He sits down and puts you in his lap again while you both make out as if you’ve been deprived of each other. He grips your hips and grinds you against his erection that’s been straining against his pants for the better part of half an hour.

“My poor baby, was I too mean today?” he asks as he kisses down your neck and jaw.

“Mhm, I’ve been a good girl all day just like you said and you don’t even care.” you whine. He lifts his head and cups your face.

“Of course I care, baby. I’m so proud of you for being so good today. You want daddy to take care of you now, don’t you?” he says gently. It looks like you’re not the only one that fell into a bit of a headspace. You’re very aware that when Jungkook starts referring to himself as daddy that he’s already taken a dominant position. Meaning he’ll take very little shit from you. Not that you felt like being bratty today anyway. Good girls get rewarded and that’s exactly what you intend to receive. You nod and grind against him faster in hopes he’ll get the hint that you want him now. As always, he quickly understands and starts ridding himself of his shirt as you take off yours. Seeing all of his tattoos always does things to you. Especially the small bouquet of black roses he got for you. You still can’t believe he would get something so permanent on his body just for you but he was adamant that you were the love of his life. The memory made you emotional as you started to tear up slightly. You’re going to have to ask Hoseok what the hell was in that strain to make you so sensitive to literally everything. Jungkook stops unclipping your bra as soon as he sees your eyes well up.

His hands are right back to their position on your face. “Woah, what happened love? Are you ok?” you wipe your eyes and giggle bashfully and explain why you got so worked up. He smiled and kissed you softly.

“You know I love you, right? You’re so fucking cute. I love you so much.” he says as he leans his forehead on yours. Weed makes both of you so sappy. You can’t even find it in yourself to care as you bring him into another kiss. He continues to take off your bra and starts kneading your breasts in his hands. The action makes you whine and pull away from him.

“Daddy, I wanna cum now. Please?”

He chuckles and lifts you off of him to strip your leggings. His fingers trace over the damp spot of your panties and he pulls them back to see how wet they’ve gotten.

“My little girl completely soaked through these. Needy baby. If you wanted it so bad why couldn’t you just do it yourself, huh?”

“B-because I wanted to be good. M’ a good girl right?” his words confused you. Why would you take care of yourself when he does it so much better. Plus, wouldn’t he just punish you anyway?

“I know baby, you are a good girl. Besides, those tiny little fingers would just frustrate you wouldn't they? You need daddy to cum ‘cause my dumb babygirl can’t do anything by herself, can she?” his words make your lip tremble as you nod dumbly. He’s right! You couldn’t possibly do something like that by yourself. Only he can make you feel like this.

He smiles as you agree with no hesitation and pecks all around your face. This is your favorite place to be in. In his arms waiting for his instruction. Taking the lead is fun every once and awhile but being stupid and pliant is far more your speed. He makes you feel safe and adored. He makes you feel good.

His fingers swirl around your covered clit as you moan into his mouth. Your little noises and the feeling of his fingers getting slicker is making him painfully hard and he, too is getting impatient. He wiggles his hips and slides his sweats down to reveal to you that he’s been walking around with no underwear on. He’s been completely hard with no barrier other than his sweats. You feel like you could bust right then and there. As soon as you see his cock, you lick your hand and start stroking it slowly. Jungkook hisses and throws his head back.

“Little girl...don’t play with me right now…” you heed his warning and scramble to take off your panties so you can get him inside you as fast as possible. This is what you’ve been waiting for, and you’ll be damned if you fuck it up now. He steadies you as you prepare to sink down on him and he kisses you gently. The way he’s filling you is intoxicating.

“Fuck, this little cunt was made for me wasn’t it? My baby’s so perfect for me.” his words make you tremble. You both moan breathily once he’s bottomed out inside you. You grind back and forth slowly as you try to adjust to his length. Jungkook however, is just as impatient as you are. He halts your movements to grip your hips and lift you almost completely off of him and slam you back down. You gasp as he sets a pace for you quickly. Your walls clench as he groans out praises of how good you feel and how much he loves being with you like this. In his lap, bouncing on top of him, whining into his neck. He couldn't think of a better place to be. His hands slide down to your ass and grips it as he bounces you even faster. You moan loudly and bite on his shoulder in fear of getting another noise complaint from the neighbors.

“D-Daddy? M’ close. So so so so so close daddy please fuck!” your words are slurred since you literally cannot think properly. He laughs breathily. “I know baby, you feel so good. Fuck I wanna pump you full of my cum. Wanna get you pregnant.” his words only make you moan louder.

“Oh you like that? You like when I talk about filling your cute tummy with my cum? You want my babies, little girl? Hm?” your head bobs up and down as you nod. “Yeah- mm yeah want it so bad daddy please cum in me. I wanna have your babies please Kookie please. Wanna cum wanna cum wanna cum!” you whine. Seeing how absolutely wrecked you are is only getting Jungkook closer and closer. You look completely and utterly fucked out. If his baby wants his cum that's exactly what she'll get.

“Shh precious I’m almost there. Daddy's got you I promise. Rub your pretty clit for me, I wanna see my baby cum ok?” you immediately obey and spit on your fingers before shoving your hand between you two. You rub your swollen clit with quick flicks to get you to cum faster. You just wanna make Jungkook happy. You wanna be his good girl.

It didn't take long for your hand coupled with his cock pounding into your g-spot to get you to cum hard on him. Your limbs spasm and your vision goes white while you distantly hear Jungkook's moaned praises. He cums in you not long after with a whine and keeps thrusting a few times so you can milk him for all he's worth. You both pant heavily as his arms wrap around you tightly, wanting to be as close as possible. He pecks your head repeatedly and buries his face in your hair.

“I love you ____.” he sighs. You giggle and sleepily look up at him. “I love you more.”

[iwadori]

Why you break up with the haikyu boys part 2 (Osamu, Iwaizumi, Daichi, Ushijima.)

Part 1 (Atsumu, Oikawa, Kageyama, Kenma, Akaashi, Sugawara)

Genre: angst

masterlist

Osamu: “For fuck sake Y/N, don’t deny it I know that you...”

You and Osamu were basically arranged to be together, you were best friends from when you were little and your parents thought you were a match made in heaven.

Did you love Osamu? Of course, you pretty much worshipped the ground he walked on.

But there was always a strange look he gave you whenever he mentioned his brother. You never really focused on it, but that was something you took note of.

When you came back home, after a long day of work. You see Osamu sitting in the kitchen alone, with some paper in front of him and a drink in his hand.

“‘Samu Babe!” You exclaim sauntering over to him “How are yo-“

“Don’t.” He said simply, taking a sipping some of his drink (to which you could only assume was some form of hard liquor.)

“Why ‘Samu, what’s wro-“

“You bought tickets to his game.”

“Who’s game?”

“Don’t play dumb with me Y/N, you bought tickets to my idiot of a brothers game in an attempt to slut around under my nose..”

“Samu, that’s not what it was I-“

“I don’t want to hear it Y/N!” He yelled slamming his drink down making you flinch.

“Gosh Samu whats wrong with you. I know that I had a teeny crush on Atsumu when we were kids but it was just a childhood crush. An innocent childhood crush.”

“For fuck sake Y/N, don’t deny it I know yo-“

“You know what? That I’ve spent majority of my life, trying to ease your own insecurities and jealousy of your own goddamn brother. How childish can you be Osamu ?”

Osamu eyes opened a bit in realisation, and his lips slightly parted. “But Y/N, you-“

“I what? Brought us tickets to your TWIN brothers final volleyball game, because I wanted him to see the support from his family and friends.”

“I’m sorry Y/N I really a-“

“Don’t.” you say picking up the tickets and turning around “I just thought maybe, just maybe for at least a day you could put your weird feelings towards your brother aside... but I guess you can’t.”

You left the apartment, and got your stuff another day (one where you knew Osamu was at work.)

No you did not end up dating Atsumu, you were most certainly friends and only friends. You did end up going to the game on your own, to cheer on Atsumu who most definitely appreciated it.

You thought you saw a certain Miya twins sitting in the stands at of the game, hiding his face with a baseball cap. Which made you smile a bit...

Well at least he ended up coming to the game.

Iwaizumi: “I just don’t want you Y/N, I never did”

In your second year of Seijoh Highschool, you were approached by a rough looking boy who had a ‘resting bitch face,’ and looked like they were coming to pick a fight with you.

But no, it was just “Iwaizumi Hajime.”

He was very popular throughout your school, as he was vice captain of the schools volleyball team and he was Oikawa Toorus best friend.

So when he approached you that Friday afternoon at your locker, you definitely didn’t know why.

“Y/N..” he said nervously scratching the back of his neck “umm this is for you..”

In his hands was a bar of chocolate and a scrunched up note that read

AN: DID I WRITE THAT NOTE MYSELF, yes yes I did anyways...

You were very surprised at this sudden confession as you and Iwaizumi weren’t in the same social circles and you were definitely not the type of girl that would be on his ‘radar.’

You had a quite unsettling feeling, which made you subconsciously squint your eyes at him. But they soon soften as you saw the nervousness that Iwaizumi was showcasing to you as you were contemplating on you answer.

You got out a pen, shaking the unsettling feeling you had out of your head. And ticked the box “Yes” giving it back to Iwaizumi.

He smiled widely and rushed towards you in an attempts in giving you a hug which went awkwardly wrong leaving you both laughing.

Dating Hajime, wasn’t bad nor good... it’s just what you wouldn’t expect it to be.

There wasn’t much of a change to what your usual school routine was which consisted of: going to lessons and spending break and lunch on your own reading a book.

And technically you were still doing that, but you were now just always with Hajime. Wether it was at lunch or at practice (which he always insisted you go to, also hinting that he would like for you to bring him bentos to practice.) which you did end up doing.

One day, whilst doing your daily “bento delivery,” to your boyfriend, you overhear him talking to his friends; Matsukawa and Hanamaki.

“God I can’t stand her, always running behind me like a lost puppy giving me bentos that I didn’t even fucking as for” he complained, making you gasp.

“Really?” Exclaimed Hanamaki “I know you said she confessed to you one time, but I didn’t know it was that bad?”

“Yeah she’s a stalking bitch, it’s getting annoying.”

“Gosh it’s seems someones getting a taste of the ‘Oikawa Experience’” Matsun said making them all laugh.

You entered the room, furious. “What the fuck Hajime?”

“Woah woah woah, it’s seems your stalkers about iwa, we’ll leave you too it” said Hanamaki, with Matsun following behind him as they leave.

“What do they mean I’m a stalker?”

“Well aren’t you?” He responded with a smirk

“Gosh y/n you’ve been following me about for a while now, dont you think it’s time to stop”

“Bu-But you confessed, with your note and w-“

“Are you sure about that Y/N, cause I don’t really recall ...?”

“Hajime don’t lie, we were dating.. we ARE DATING.”

“Okay Y/N let me fill you in on a little secret,” he said leaning down next to your ear “I don’t want you Y/N, I never did.”

“ but why m-“

“Why you? Because nobody knows Y/N L/N and nobody cares, I can tarnish your name and nobody will give a shit.. and that’s why your an easy target” he said still smiling “ I just wanted to rub it into Shittykawas face that I had my own little “fan club”

You were stunned, frozen in shock as Iwaizumi walks past you to leave the gym, making sure to grab the bento you made him.

“Thanks again for the help, I’m definitely going to miss these bentos!”

You should have listened to your gut feeling from before.

Daichi: “you’re just not marriage material”

Daichi was “the perfect guy,” he was nice to strangers and was helpful to the community and just an all round great guy.

So it was a massive question as to why he went for you, since you were definitely not the girl for Daichi.

“I don’t care what anyone says, your the perfect girl for me” was what he always said.

Even though those statements went out the window whenever his mother got involved.

Daichi’s mum was a strict traditional woman, who believed in family values that went back thousands of years ago.

And she most certainly didn’t like you.

She wanted you to be Daichi’s doting wife, who cooked and cleaned for him. Whilst he works and was the breadwinner of the house.

Although you found no problem with the women that did do this, but this was not for you.

When it comes to meet ups with you, Daichi and his mother. He never told her to stop when it came to the rude comments she made about you, or the times she suggested Daichi go for a more “prim and proper” girl named “Misaki Ayuzawa.”

After the meetings, when his mother was gone, he always tried to reassure that she was wrong and her words didn’t matter.

But you knew they did, that daichi was actually considering some of the things she said about you wether they were true or not.

The tension in your household was strong, since you barely talked to each other anymore. But you had hope for better things...

Until one day, you get a message from Daichi’s mother saying. “It seems Daichi made the right choice, as we all know ‘Mother Knows best.’” With a video attached of Daichi proposing to the one and only “Mikasa Ayuzawa” surrounded by all their high class business friends.

When Daichi got home he yelled, “Y/N, where are you I was at this business party at this fancy restaurant and I got some nice things for you to try!”

“Business party?” You say rolling your eyes “Or Engagement party.”

The shocked look on his face made you smile, as you both knew now that he was caught.

“Fuck you daichi! Why would you do this without even tell me !” You yelled, tearing up a bit.

“Y/N, it wasn’t meant to go down like that it was just I was talking to my mu-“

“Fuck your mum! And you!”

“I’m sorry Y/N you’re just not marriage material an-“

“I don’t care what you’ve got to say, you’ve done it and it’s over with”you said leaving.

“I’ll come back to get my stuff later,” you say “oh and congratulations on the engagement Sawamura-San”

After you said that, Daichi’s heart broke.

He did end up marrying her, and he regretted every day of it. Since she was great and all, but she just wasn’t you...

But he knows now you’re long gone, definitely not going to forgive him for marrying another girl whilst being with him.

Ushijima : stop being so emotional

You and Ushijima were very much opposite In every aspect, and at first it wasn’t really a problem.

Especially since you always excused it as “opposite attracts.”

But recently all you and Ushijima do is argue, left and right always arguing.

You complained about Ushijimas lack of emotion when it came to you, you don’t think he cared about you or about anything.

Whenever you brought up something that was wrong he would reply with “Y/N this is something you need to be acting all upset about.”

And that would definitely upset you even more, you just wanted him to notice you or shout “Y/N I care about you and I love you.”

But Of course he didn’t.

One night he came back late (again) after promising to be home early to have a meal together.

“What’s taken you so long Ushi?” You asked

“I was at practice. I told you this.” He said simply, remaining as stoic as ever.

“But you said- you promised that we can have dinner together.” You said

“ oh well I’m sorry. We can have dinner now if you like.”

“I’m not hungry anymore” you mumbled past him, going to your bedroom.

“Y/N, what’s your problem” he said following after you.

“It’s nothing...”you said tears filling your eyes.

“Okay I’m going to go eat now.” He said leaving you alone in the room going to the kitchen, making you sigh.

After you calm yourself and collect your faults, you go into the kitchen where Ushijima is at the table eating.

“Ushijima, we need to talk.” You said taking a deep breath.

“Okay.”

“We should break up.”

“Okay.”

“Is that all you have to say?” You say tearing up again.

“Yes, I’ve been thinking that for a while now.” He said bluntly “since Y/N, you’re just too emotional.”

“Oh I see.” You say now full on crying.

Ushijima looks up to see you all teared-eye, and he is kind of suprised because ‘why were you upset.’ He got up and tried to console you, but you flinched away and said “Don’t, just don’t Ushijima.”

“I’m sorry Y/N...”

“Why are you sorry? Do you even know what you’re apologising for?”

“No.”

“Well then, just seems to prove my point further...” you go to leave before saying “thanks for the wonderful time... I guess we just weren’t meant to be.”

AN: can someone appreciate what I did with Iwaizumis....no? Okay 😃 I feel this one way way more angsty then part one but oh well. What did you think.

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Tony Stark x Daughter!reader

A/n: Hello! finally the last part of Ember. I hope you guys like it and sorry for making y’all wait so long for the confrontation lol)

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Y/n’s POV

“Aunt Pam?!” you say in shock as you stop struggling against the vine wrapped around your body.

“Y/n, is it really you?” your aunt said as the vine loosened its grip and gently lowered you on the ground. “ Where have you been? Everyone has been going crazy looking for you”

You don’t answer as you look at your aunt. You didn’t realise you missed her as much as you did but now all you want to do is throw yourself in her arms. So you did.Pam, sensing you needed comfort rather than an interrogation, wrapped her arms around you. “I missed so much my Petal.” 

With those five words, all the hurt and pain you bottled up came out. and you cried.

As you cried, your aunt looked at the girl she hasn’t seen in eight years, and wondered what she’s been going through and if she did the right thing by giving you to your father all those years ago.

“Petal, I think you need to explain what’s going on”

You look up and sniff, “ Yeah, i think an explanation is well in order.” and you tell her everything. From the years of being ignored by your father, your last argument, the two weeks you spent in captivity, and your new powers. 

“ And that’s when I found you.” You finish looking at the grim faces of Pam and the other woman, who now that you think about it looks really familiar. 

“Oh, you poor puddin’!” you found your face being squished between two ands and then you were comically pressed against a body in a tight hug. 

“Don’tcha worry bout a thing, me and Pammy will take care of everything, you just sit here and---”  This seems familiar...

“ Harley, I don’t think she can breathe.” “Oh right, now you remember, it the blonde woman who used to sneak into the apartment”. You think to yourself as you struggle to get loose from her grip. You hear someone snicker and see Danny looking at the commotion. 

“ Shut up Danny, where have you been?” You say, forgetting that you’re the only one who can see him. 

“Exploring, do you thing she could hug me like that too?” 

“ If you weren’t already dead, I’m sure they would kill you for that comment”

Pam and Harley look at each other in concern as it seems like you’re talking to yourself. 

“ Hey kid, if you’re gonna talk to yourself, try an’ do it when other people can’t see you, like me.”  The blonde says as if someone talking to themselves was a daily occurrence for her.  You explain that with your powers, you were basically dead and can speak and see other dead people. Hearing that, Pam’s expression darkened

“He let you die?” she said in a grim tone. All the vines and plants in the room started whipping around angrily as if they were looking for the person who wronged you. It was then when you realized it wasn’t your Auntie Pam who taught you how to plant petunias you were looking at, this was Poison Ivy. 

“ Men, you can never trust em’. Well, whadda say little flower, ya up for a little premeditated murder?” and that was the infamous Harley Quinn. 

“ It would’ve been nice to know that you’re related to scary criminals y/n....” Danny said in a fearful voice. And if you were being honest you just found out that your aunt Pam was also the Poison Ivy but to be fair you haven’t seen her since you were like eight. 

“I don’t want to kill him” you finally say. “ I don’t want anything to do with him. Nor his precious Spiderling.” The plants calm down as Ivy calmed down and was your aunt Pam again. “ What do you want to do?” she asks.

You think to yourself and say,” I want him to know how he made me feel, and then I want to stay with you.”  Your aunt and Harley froze when you said that. 

“Petal, there is nothing I want more than for you to stay with me again,” She started, “ But it isn’t safe for you to stay.” Your eyes started to water

“But I-I have powers now, I can defend myself! I won’t be any trouble, it’ll be like I’m not even here” At this point, anything was better than going back to being invisible. “Please...I don’t want to go back...” 

Hearing the desperation in your voice broke Pams, Harleys, and Danny's heart. Pam because this was the daughter of her closest friend. She vowed to protect you from anything the day you came to her after losing your mother. Seeing you like this just reminded her how she, in her mind, has failed you. Seeing you so desperate to get away from the man who broke your heart reminded Harley of herself. The nights she would sneak into the tiny apartment you shared with Pammy, in hopes of escape only to get drawn back with empty promises. So yeah, she had a small soft spot for you. And Danny, you were the only person who saw him after months of being invisible. He felt like he needed to help you in your mission to get your father regret ignoring you.

“Hey Pammy...maybe we should call him...” Harley started to suggest. 

“NO, I’d rather drink weed killer than go to that...orphan collector for help.” the red head spat. “ No. We’ll figure it out but she can stay here for now.”

Hearing that you had a place to call home now, gave you the motivation to go and confront your father. Not only for ignoring you, but for leaving you in that..cell for two weeks. He didn’t even attempt to look for you as far as you knew. You’d have thought at least one of the other Avengers would have came to save you. But no one came. After all those years, no one came.

“Y/n.. your eyes” Danny whispered, his cold hand touching your arm snapped you out of your mind. The neon glow of your eyes faded to your normal e/c. 

“ Aunt Pam, Harley is there any way you guys can get me to New York and back?” You ask, finally ready to confront your father. 

“ Well....” Harley say as with a smirk

~~~~~~~~~one terrifying ride on a stolen batplane later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Upon arriving to New York you made Pam and Harley wait a few blocks away from the tower, as you really didn’t want the Avengers to find out your aunt was a wanted criminal. You “went ghost” as Danny like to call it and snuck into the Tower with ease. You then snuck into your room, seeing everything covered in a layer of dust as no one has been in there for over two weeks. You packed a bag and filled it with some clothes, books and a picture of you and your mother. You took that bag and walked to the door, looking around at the room that was both you prison and safe space. It was decorated with multiple trophies, medals, and ribbons all from the multiple sports and clubs you joined to impress your father. Not like that ever happened. Danny wander around looking at the multiple teams photos you had hung up.

“ You’re a volleyball girl?” he said, “ Huh. I’d never have had guessed.” 

You rolled your eyes as you finished packing. “ Hey I have a job for you.” you say turning to him. “ I need you to go to the control room and turn off the power for thirty minutes. Then turn it back on and come find me in the common room.”

“ Yes ma’am” Danny says, saluting and disappearing through the wall before he comes back. “Ummm, wheres the control room?” 

You roll your eyes and explain how to get to the control room and wait. When the lights go out and you’ll make your move. Your father would have to pass through the common room to get to the control room from his lab, which you assume he’ll be. There you’ll be waiting for him. 

The lights go out. It’s showtime.

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Tony's POV

The team spent three more days searching for you. They followed every lead and half of the team even flew out to the building that collapsed an hour ago. Tony, Steve, and Natasha stood behind to look at more clues. It was a little past midnight, and both Steve and Natasha went to bed leaving Tony to tinker in his lab. Tony was making improvements to a certain spider suit as he thought about what his daughter said to him before she went missing.

“Sir, there seems to be someone in Y/--” FRIDAY started to say when the power cut out.

“FRIDAY??” Tony questioned as he walked out to check the control room, making sure to get his nano bracelet just incase. As he walked down the hallway he thought about waking up Steve and if he was brave enough to wake Natasha when he heard it.

“Hi daddy.”

Tony stopped dead in his tracks as he looked up in disbelief. The lights turned back on to reveal his daughter. Wearing a black halter top, spandex leggings, grey boots with elbow length gloves. She looked skinny, as if she hadn’t had a proper meal in the weeks she was gone. And for some reason the air was cold in the room. But there she stood.

‘Y/n” Tony said breathlessly. 

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Y/n pov

As you wait for Tony to walk in,you look around the common room and reminisce. You think about the time when you first moved in, and you got lost trying to find the bathroom and accidently walked into Natashas room. YOu thought she was going to kill you but ended up walking you to the restroom and back to your room. Or when you made the volleyball team way back in eighth grade, and you ran home to tell your dad but ended up telling the whole team, who were rarely all together, and they all took you out to get ice cream, minus Tony. You had to admit, even though your dad didn’t pay attention to you, Nat and Steve did. As well as the whole team, but those two really became the parental figures in your life. That’s why it hurt when not even they came for you. Even they had forgotten you.

“Hi daddy” you said in a mocking voice. Your father stopped dead in his tracks, as he looked you over in disbelief.

“Y/n”, he said in a breathless voice. 

“Oh, you remember my name?” You say in an sarcastic tone. “ Didn’t seem like you did when you left me in a hydra cell for two weeks.” 

Hearing that you were a prisoner of Hydra made Tony’s blood freeze. 

“Hydra? Oh Y/N are you okay? What did they do to you?” He asked frantically as he walk towards you with the intent of checking if you were injured. You jerk away from him, avoiding his touch and say

“ Oh, I’m wonderful. Just so fucking fantastic. I was just experimented on and injected with various liquids that caused excruciating pain. No big deal” 

“ Y/n..we spent days trying to look for you. Me and the team--”

“You and the team what Tony? I was there for two weeks. TWO WEEKS I WAS POKED AND PRODDED. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE.” You scream, anger filling your heart as you remember the agony you went through. You think about the scratches on the wall of the cells, the taunts from the guards, and screams of the undead.

“ You have no idea what I went through. What I’m going through.” You say, feeling your body grow colder as you lose control and start to shift. “ You don’t care about me. If I were Parker, you would have saved mem within SECONDS.”

“That's not true. Y/N you have no idea how much I love you.” Tony tries to say. He’s filled with the need to tell you everything he didn’t tell you before. “I know I haven’t always been the best father. Trust me I know that now. But if you give me a chance, I want to make everything right. Please.” 

You didn’t think it would go like this. In fact you were not at all prepared for Tony to say this. You expected to walk in on him continuing his life as normal, tinkering in his lab and such. You had always yearned to hear him say those words to you. But now, they just fill you with anger.

“You think you could just tell me what I want to hear and what? I’ll just act like nothing happened?? I know you’re not that stupid.” You spit, the room growing colder as you get angrier. “ It’s too late for all that Tony. I’m not the same girl i was two weeks ago.i won;t take it any longer.” 

“Y/n..your eyes” Tony says as he slowly starts to put his gauntlet bracelet on, realising that you are becoming a threat. 

“ Oh do you like them?”, You ask “ This is what happened when they injected me. I can also do this.” You shift, shades of blue taking over brown skin. Tony stared at you in awe and a bit of fear. 

“ Y/n this isn’t you. I know you’re angry but--” “ Isn’t me?” You interrupt.” You don’t know me. You don’t know what I’m like. And even if you did the old me died in that cell. Literally I died” You and Tony stared at each other. and that's when you heard the doors open. Two sets of footsteps started rushing to the commotion. 

“Y/N some red head and beefy blonde are on their way” You hear Danny say as you realize you had to wrap it up. If anyone can convince you to stay, it’s Steve and Nat.

“ It doesn’t matter anymore Tony.” you say as you start walking to the window. “ I can’t stay here anymore. There’s nothing for me. You win. Peter can be the child you always wanted cause from now on, consider me dead.” and with that, you phase threw the window and let yourself fall, knowing that you won’t actually fall as you can fly. 

Tony freaks out and calls for his suit, only to see a blue blur shoot up and across the sky. Then he just sits there and stares. The footsteps reach the common room and he hears someone ask 

“ Stark..what was all the yelling. What's going on?” 

“she's gone” He says, and that's when he truly realizes his mistake. He became what he never wanted to become. He became his father. And now you were gone.

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Idk if this is just my pov from someone with disordered eating, but the thought of the Todoroki clan having that much control over me down to what I eat, is terrifying. I’m a bit of a control freak and the thought of having my control taken away and being infantilized is terrifying, but it is also one of my favorite yandere tropes

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I feel like that they would be more patient with a reader with eating disorder. Once Natsuo explains that its a medical condition, and not some form of rebellion against them, they'd be pretty considerate.

Depending upon the type of eating disorder, they'd see to it that you have a proper, healthy diet.

If you binge eat, then they'd try to get you to eat healthy meals, that are filling and nutritious. They might get you to become involved in different activities and you know, get your mind off things that cause you to binge eat. Dabi, especially will be more than happy to eliminate the cause of distress (like bullies and stuff).

If you're not eating enough, whatever the reason may be, then they'd also be very understanding.

If you're picky about your food, if you like certain types of textures, smells or colour, then you're lucky because Rei will be more than happy to cater to your needs. She'll hide greens in your brownies, or disguise food in ways you'd never know what you're eating. And its all delicious. Rei is always thinking about what kind of dish to make, how to alter certain aspects of it so that you'd like it.

If you're still not eating, then they'll be like those parents. You know, the ones who say "nobody's leaving this table until you finish your peas". Enji will hold you in his lap, rubbing circles in your back, talking in a hushed tone to calm you down as Rei coos and tries to make you swallow another bite. You can squirm and cry all you want, but Enji's not letting you go until you eat everything off your plate. Your big fat tears twists Enji's heart, but if he must use force to keep you healthy, then he will.

And once you're done, at least one of your siblings is always around you to make sure that you don't throw up whatever you had.

Natsuo would have a whole file of your medical records, which he regularly updates everytime he checks your weight, height, blood work etc.

Since Shotou and Enji are both heroes, I feel like they have a whole lot of protein shakes in the house. If Natsuo recommends, they'd make you drink that chocolate flavoured protein shake too (no, Enji only ordered this flavour for you because he definitely does not like chocolate). Maybe they'll even let you hit the home gym with them, but only under their strict supervision.

Everyone, including Dabi, will help you overcome your problem. They will whisper reassurances, coddle and baby you, and do everything else just to make sure you that you're a happy, healthy kid.

HOWEVER

I also think that they might use your disorder against you.

Like they'll be manipulating you, gaslighting you, telling you how you're incapable of taking care of yourself.

And since you're already in such a vulnerable state mentally, they'll take advantage of it and take the reigns over your life.

And if we're talking about unhinged Rei (Yan Rei Hurts Reader = YRHR), then that's literally your worst nightmare. Coddling and infantalization to the max but that can easily turn into a punishment if you don't comply fast enough. Yeah YRHR Rei is not a very patient person and is an active danger to you if no one's around to stop her.

Honestly, I feel like that someone with a eating disorder would be safer with: Natsuo, Enji, Hawks, Shotou, low key Miruko too because I feel like they have the most patience, especially for you.

Honestly, as much as it would hurt Rei, if you still don't eat her food, they will hire Yukhira soma to make some dishes for you. Dont worry, Rei will quickly learn all these dishes.