#EVERYONE LOVE MY BOY OR ELSE 🔫

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Pairing: Yuuta Okkotsu x Female Reader

Word Count: 5K (I feel like I should apologize but if you’ve seen my other works, this is considered super short I’m being fr rn)

Summary: Yuuta is your new neighbor, and everyone loves him because of his sweet and kind personality. He has a crush on you, but you’re a married woman, so you can’t reciprocate his feelings the same way. But when your husband starts cheating on you, you can’t help but turn to him for comfort.

Content Warnings: alcohol, swearing, adultery/cheating, age gap (Yuuta is in his early twenties, reader is almost in her thirties), unprotected sex, also Yuuta going down the yandere route at the end I'm not playing so if it's not your cup of tea don't read

A/N: wrote this in one sitting after aleks @yuutito said something about yuuta and older woman that rewired my brain (how dare she went to sleep after casually telling me this like I wasn't going to just just sit there thinking about *redacted*-ing this ver of him in 124352 different positions). i was supposed to be watching my kids playing in my backyard but i wrote this instead. pls don't call child support. this is also supposed to be a drabble 🤡 🔫 i was going to send it to her on discord but a few people were asking if i was dead (girl, only on the inside lol) cause i haven't posted in a while so hi everyone guess who came back from the war (i'll go through my inbox asap i promise ily)

P.S: don't use your brain when you read this cause i certainly didn't use mine when i wrote this only my dick

Yuuta Okkotsu is your new neighbor. 

He lives across the street, and you’re not close to him, not yet. He’s younger than you, much younger than you—a fresh graduate from a reputable university who’s lucky enough to be able to work from home. He doesn’t go out much, but he’s friendly, always leaving good impressions around the neighborhood. Everyone knows Yuuta. Everyone loves Yuuta. 

The first time you asked about him, purely out of curiosity, was when you greeted your neighbor next door, an older woman living alone ever since her late husband passed. She just got home from, what you assumed, another trip to the clinic. You saw him stepping down from her porch after making sure she was okay and bidding her with a polite bow. You traded smiles with him, but he didn’t stop for a conversation. You just saw his face turn scarlet at the sight of you, and he dropped a quick “Hello” before he bolted.

“Who was that?” you asked.

“Oh, he’s our sweet neighbor Yuuta.”

“Sweet neighbor Yuuta,” you laughed a little. “He just moved here like three days ago, and everyone calls him that.”

“Because it’s true!”

“Uh-huh, and what did he do that was so sweet to you?”

“He’s helped me with my chores—washing the dishes, bathing my cat, mowing my backyard. He saw me having trouble crossing the street yesterday, so he offered to take me to the clinic today. Such a sweet boy, that man. Very handsome, too.”

That last part you could agree with. Instantly. 

You see Yuuta occasionally, always by coincidence, like maybe in the morning when you leave the house to put out your trash or grab a newspaper. He always seems like he’s eager to strike up a conversation but gives up before he can, simply because his heart can’t take it. You know he has a crush on you; it’s clear as day. He’s young, and he’s in love. It’s cute. But you’re married and committed, so that’s that. 

You meet him more frequently when he starts going to the same local supermarket. You bumped into him in one of the aisles, with him approaching you first because he saw you struggling to get that ketchup bottle on the top shelf. He’s so polite, and he’s, indeed, very sweet, especially to the elderly, always taking his time to humor them when nobody else seems to pay them any attention. He grabbed the bottle for you, and you ended up chatting with him while waiting in line. He offered to help carry your groceries, and you were thankful because you weren’t sure you could bring everything alone. He walked you to your car, bade you good night, and told you to take care. 

He’s your sweet neighbor Yuuta. 

Things haven’t been going well with your husband. It’s fight after fight after fight.  At first, your relationship became so strained because you couldn’t conceive even after two years of marriage. The truth is, you don’t want to have a baby, not too soon, not when you still want to focus on living your life, but he wants it terribly, and if you want your marriage to work out, there’s no other choice but to try. You’re somehow glad that the universe seemed to work in your favor, at least for now.

You’re unsure if it’s your fault or his—you don’t have the money or time to get yourself tested. Nevertheless, he kept trying, turning your sex life into a string of dull experiments, one after another. It didn’t come as a surprise that after a while, he gave up. What did come as a surprise was when he started cheating. 

You have reasons to back your assumptions from all the evidence you’ve found along the way. The lipstick stain on his shirt, the hint of female perfume in his car, the way he never left his phone out of reach, terrified of you looking into it. It’s enough. 

It’s Friday night. Your husband won’t be home until late. Still got a bunch of stuff to do at work, he said, which is another way of saying, I got my secretary sucking my dick since you barely even bother anymore. Which is true.

You’re tired of him. You’re tired of having sex with him where he only cares about him cumming inside you and nothing more. You’re so tired of fighting. And now that he's cheating on you, you grow too tired to care. About him. About your marriage. About everything.

So, you head down to a bar one night just to distract yourself. And there he is again. Yuuta. Sitting by himself, watching a football game on the big screen with a beer bottle in hand. He looks rather… lonely, a new face that makes your heart twitch a bit. His solemn look makes him more gorgeous in a way, more mature, more mysterious, and girls love that, don’t they? A slightly dangerous aura to a very sweet face, unapproachable yet inviting.

But that doesn’t last too long because the moment he sees you, his face brightens entirely. He smiles, standing up from his seat to greet you, and you meet him halfway. You end up chatting all night. He’s a fantastic listener, and he’s so kind and thoughtful with each word, comforting you the way you need the most. It’s embarrassing that you nag about your husband like this, but he seems genuinely interested in helping you convey your emotions, and you just can’t stop. It feels so liberating.

Yuuta buys you your favorite drink but also reminds you not to get too much alcohol in your system. You begin to trust him, knowing for certain he won’t take any advantage of you. He walks you home right after. It’s true that he lives right across your house, but he makes sure you get inside safely. He leaves only after he sees you close and lock the door behind you. You spy on him from the window, wanting to see what he does after you’re gone. You see him rubbing a hand over his face, flushed from ears to neck, looking extremely happy that he got to spend time with you. 

He’s so cute, you think to yourself. Like a high school lovesick boy, kind of cute.

Yuuta then notices your husband’s missing car, meaning that you’re alone in the house. He looks sad on your behalf, which is so kind of him to think about your feelings that much. Then he turns upset, as if he was thinking, how dare he stay out so late, leaving her without protection like this. Looking visibly worried, he then texts you, “Let me know if you need anything, okay? My door is open for you anytime.” You smile and promptly reply to him with, “That’s so kind of you, thank you.” 

He’s your sweet neighbor Yuuta.

These friendly sorts of private meetings between you and him go on for a while. Your husband often arrives late, usually drunk out of his mind or too tired to stay for a chat, and he heads straight to bed without even giving you a goodnight kiss. It hurts, but it’s fine. The more your husband breaks your heart, the harder Yuuta will try to mend it and make it whole again. And he did. Every night, when you’re lucky enough to see him, you’ll feel like a heavy weight is lifted from your chest. You feel… happy, even in this terrible situation, and it’s all because of him. 

You usually hang out with him at the bar, but sometimes you don’t feel like going for a ten-minute drive, and you choose to just cross the road and knock your fist against his door. No matter what hour you visit, day or night, for a morning latte or evening tea, he always greets you with the prettiest smile.

He’s your sweet neighbor Yuuta.

Weeks passed by, and now you spend most of your free time chatting with him, sitting on the couch in his living room, and talking about yourself more than you ever did with your husband. He likes listening to you talk about yourself, and he tells you that you shine so brightly when you talk about the things you’re passionate about. He always stammers out his praises, looking like he’s seconds away from combusting into flames just from calling you beautiful or something. He’s so young, so inexperienced yet passionate when it comes to love and romance, and it shows.

You ask questions about himself, too, and you can understand why it’s addicting for him to watch you speak, because the second he does that, he’s breathtaking. 

You find out that he likes the things you like, he’s watched the movies you’ve seen, and he’s read your favorite books. It’s not just a coincidence, is it? Maybe you’re a match made in heaven. But even so, nothing happens. He’s too respectful, and he makes you respect yourself. You’re married, and he’s a close friend of yours. That’s it.

He’s just your sweet neighbor Yuuta.

One morning, you find a bouquet sitting on your porch. Oh, right, today’s our anniversary. Your husband has this habit of sending you your favorite flowers on your anniversary. He does this every year, which is nice of him, but you really didn’t think he’d send you one this year, seeing how he barely exchanged more than three sentences with you. So now that you receive his flowers, you’re beginning to think, oh, maybe he’s trying to fix things between us. You’re not sure if you want that, though, not anymore. Most of your heart already belongs to someone else, which is terrible since you’re married, but you can’t help it. 

You pick up the flowers anyway; too pretty to be thrown away. You open the card attached to it. I will love you forever, it says, written in his handwriting. The way he wrote the letter f is a little different. Looks like he wrote in a rush, you presume. Either that, or he just didn't care enough. And it’s whatever; you didn’t expect much anyway. You appreciate the thought until your eyes land on the name he wrote.

That’s not my fucking name.

He must have sent flowers to his secretary at the same time and had his card switched. That fucking cheater.

You thought you didn’t care about him anymore, but God, now you’re livid.

Yuuta shows up at the perfect place and at the perfect time. He invites you over to have dinner together at his place. “J-just, you know, as friends,” he says, unconsciously giving you the confirmation that he does not think of you as a friend. Not at all.

So you come over in a beautiful red dress later that evening, and he stares at you, completely in awe, for a good three seconds. “You, umm—” He blushes madly, his head so full of steam he could barely think. “You look like… like a goddess.”

“Thank you,” you simper. That was so corny for him to say, but he meant every word, which makes it endearing. “You look amazing, too.” And he is. God, he looks so handsome in his black buttoned-down shirt, and his parted hair, and his sweet, sweet smile.

I want to fuck the shit out of him.

It’s the monster inside you who speaks it. The part of you that’s been neglected for so long, that’s never been touched in the way you wanted to. And it’s screaming, begging for Yuuta to love you.

But no. We’re friends. We’re just friends, aren’t we, Yuuta?

Yuuta cooks, too, apparently. Every dish looks fucking delicious, and everything else is perfect. The table setting decorated with your favorite flowers. The scented candles with your favorite fragrance set up romantically on top of the cozy fireplace. The soft music playing in the background, a piano instrumental of your favorite song. It’s like a date. A celebration. Like something you should’ve had with your husband today.

“You did all of this on purpose, didn’t you?”

“Hmm?”

You gesture to your surroundings. “We’ve read the same books and watched the same movies. Okay, fine, maybe we have the same taste. But this song, those flowers, everything you’ve set up in this room, you did all of these for me, didn’t you?”

He pauses before he tucks his chin, avoiding your gaze. “I just… wanted to make you happy,” he confesses bashfully. “Is it… Is it too much? Do you not like it?”

“Yuuta, of course, I love it.” You stroke his arm, washing his worry away. “I just… I’ve never had someone care about me this much before…”

He melts under your touch, and there’s so much he wants to say, but his lips form nothing but a sad smile. He caresses your face with tender hand, his fingertips quivering slightly when they land on your cheek. His heart must be beating like crazy right now, you smile to yourself, leaning further into his touch to soothe him.

“I would do this every day for you if you let me,” he whispers, promise behind each word. “I would make you happy, so happy you’d forget what sadness feels like. What loneliness feels like.”

That stirs something inside your chest. “And what do you want in return for that?” You slide up a hand, testing his limit.

He stops your hand by covering it with his own. For a second, just for a brief second, he emits a different feeling. There’s intensity behind his gaze that burns you as if he wanted you all to himself. And that’s understandable. No man, especially one who’s so desperately in love like him, would want to share his woman with someone else, but he knows the situation they’re in, doesn’t he? It’s just not possible for you to be together, not now, not completely. Maybe that’s why he switches back in a blink, smiling until his eyes crinkle adorably. “Nothing,” he answers. “As long as we can be friends like this, it’s more than enough for me.”

He’s a terrible liar, you think, slightly amused. It’s cute how he tries so hard to conceal his feelings and you still can read him like an open book.

The food tastes as amazing as it looks, even down to the last bite. You don’t talk about the bouquet, afraid that you’ll ruin the mood, but Yuuta is always so attentive when it comes to you. He asks you what happened, and he hugs you the second he sees tears brimming in your eyes. You’re not sad. You’re fucking angry. And thank God Yuuta is there to let you vent your frustrations. You go as far as telling him almost every little shitty thing your husband did to you behind your back, as well as the slutty secretary that’s been sleeping with him for money. It feels relieving to finally say their names out loud, with so much hatred, so much rage, and to have Yuuta respond with, “No matter how pretty she is, she’s nothing compared to you. Your husband doesn’t deserve you. If I were him, I would’ve—” he stops himself, just in time, flustered and mortified under your gaze.

You’re older. You’re older than him by eight, no, nine years even. You know what’s going to happen if you encourage him to say the words he’s been dying to say. You know what it’s going to do to your relationship. But fuck that. If there were one man in this world who knew how to treat you like you deserve…

It’s your sweet neighbor Yuuta.

So, by the time the two of you move to the couch with some wine in your system, you lean forward, letting your fingers trace the protruding vein on the back of his hand. His eyes widen at the way your dress does very little to hide your cleavage, but he averts his gaze right away, being the gentleman that he is. But tonight, you want him to be the opposite of that. You don’t want him to be sweet; you want him to let his desire win. There’s a monster hiding inside him, something much more terrible than your own. You sometimes caught its glimpse when he thought you weren’t looking his way. The amount of obsession that fogged his eyes, his fixation over you, turning his sapphire blue eyes so dark, so deep, so intense, like he wanted to have you locked up in his room, tied up and used and thoroughly fucked until you found no strength to stand and no will to escape. It should’ve been a scary thought, but it wasn’t. It was… exciting.

“I want to hear it, Yuu…” Seduction lays thickly in your voice as you lay a gentle hand on his cheek, guiding his eyes back to you. You stare up at him from underneath your lashes with this look in your eyes that makes his breath hitch in his throat. “If you were my husband…” You wet your lip, your tongue a sinful dance to his eyes. “What would you do to make me feel…” You purposely drop your gaze to his lips, letting him catch your message. “…loved?”

You watch him gulp, goosebumps breaking on his skin. You watch his eyes fall to see the way you rub your thumb over the bumps on his knuckles. You watch them turn half-lidded as they linger a second too long on your lips. And you watch him break all control he has over himself, and you let him devour you the way you’ve been wanting him to.

He’s your sweet neighbor Yuuta.

And he tastes even sweeter with your cum on his tongue.

It’s happening too fast, yet it feels like it’s not going fast enough. He starts by holding you by the face, slotting his lips against yours, passionate and gentle at the same time. He pulls away for a moment to see your reaction, and when you kiss him back, he lets out this sinful moan that causes your stomach to churn.

He’s so fucking sexy. Even without trying, he is. 

In the next second, he’s eating you out on the couch, spreading your legs, and kneeling on the floor with his head trapped between your thighs, wanting to get as much of you as you can give him. When his tongue circles your clit, and he’s moaning against your heat, it feels so good you almost run away, not used to experiencing this much pleasure. It’s scary how easily he plays with your body. How fast he can tell which part of yours likes to be licked, which ones want to be sucked, and which ones want to be fucked. He moves agonizingly slow, but each touch feels so right that you find no reason to complain. He’s sure to take his time with you, to make you feel loved in the way a wife should be when her husband makes love to her.

He takes hold of your thighs, holding you tight, but you want it even tighter to the point of leaving bruises all over your skin so you can show them to your husband later. His gaze is intense, constantly keeping his eyes on you. Your expression turns him on, making him ache so bad within the constraints of his pants that his eyes turn watery, desperate for release. He’s too ashamed to ask you to touch him, and maybe he doesn’t want to be touched, not yet, he just wants to focus on pleasuring you for now. So he keeps sucking your clit into his mouth, and he slides one hand into his own jeans to grip his cock tightly. He fucks his fist as fast as he fucks your hole with his tongue, groaning, whining, whimpering against your cunt. He’s pathetic. You love it.

You push him down to the carpeted floor after you drench his mouth and chin with your juice, and you push his fingers, coated with his own cum, into your mouth. He curses once at the sight, and it’s so sexy when he does it. After all this time hearing him talk so softly, so innocently, hearing a low, “Fuck, you're making me lose my mind,” tumbling off his lips is such a fucking turn-on. 

You tear yourself away from your dress before you rip open the buttons of his shirt, not caring if the two of you are in the middle of his living room, visible for anyone to see if they dare take a peek through the window. You wish the light in the room were brighter. It would’ve been a lovely show for your husband if he came home to see you riding another man’s cock, using Yuuta to your own satisfaction, and watching him make you cum the way he couldn’t. 

Yuuta, oblivious to your thoughts, is gasping out your name, one arm hiding his beet-red face while his other one is gripping your thigh. “W-wait,” he flinches, his breathing tattered. “You’re going—too fast—”

You know you are, but it’s so good that you can’t stop. His cock rubs your walls so deliciously as if it was made solely for this purpose. You cum so fast, so hard, and he follows almost right away, unable to hold it even longer when he sees you looking like that when you cummed. 

Your body is still trembling when he suddenly lifts you off his cock and guides you to his face. “Ride me again,” he says, begging. “Please, Angel, I want to taste you again.” And you do, sitting on his face and letting him lick, suck, and lap at everything that seeps out of you.

He’s staring at your swollen clit, licking his lips and seemingly dazed as he rubs his thumb softly over it. “I’m sorry I came inside you,” he says, genuinely feeling guilty about it despite you giving him permission to.

You shiver, still feeling so sensitive for receiving so much stimulation at once. “It’s okay. I can’t get pregnant anyway,” you laugh it off. “I haven’t gotten myself checked yet, but we’ve been trying for two years, and nothing has happened yet, so…”

His gaze darkens. “I see,” is the only thing he utters before he scoops you in his arms, carrying you to the bedroom. You’re surprised; you really thought that was it. Both of you came twice already in, like, fifteen minutes. That’s enough, isn’t it? But he’s still young, and he has a lot of energy that leaves him insatiable. If you let him, he’ll have you for the entire night.

It’s not a bad thing, not at all.

So you kneel in front of him on the bed, bite the corner of your lip to drive him even more insane, and stroke him slowly with your hand. “You still want to fuck me?”

“Yes,” he breathes out, the muscles in his abdomens tautening. “Yes, Ma’am, please…”

Ma’am? You almost laugh. How does he keep getting cuter and cuter?

“Okay.” You reward him with a little kiss on the head of his cock, robbing a soft whimper out of his mouth. Lying down on the bed, you spread your legs, sliding two fingers down your body to do the same to your cunt. “Come here and love me again, Yuu.”

He obliges in a split second. Yuuta has so much love to give, and he lets his mouth, his tongue, and his cock paint a perfect picture on your body.

Everything feels like heaven until he suddenly stops in the middle of thrusting his hips, earning himself an impatient whine. His blue eyes have lost their warm, pretty light. They’re as dark as the night, but lust and greed are the perfect colors for him. He sits on his knees, resting your ankles on his shoulders, breathing heavily. 

“Yuuta?”

He’s not listening, too captivated by the way his tip slides in and out so easily. You’re so fucking wet for him; it’s embarrassing, but Yuuta would take a picture of you like this in a heartbeat, with your wedding ring still wrapped around your finger and his cock sheathed deep inside you, should you allow him to.

He splays his hand over your stomach, giving a little pressure to your womb. You squirm, suddenly feeling like you no longer have control over anything, over him, not like the way you did before. It’s frightening and thrilling at the same time. “Yuuta, what are you—” Your jaw turns slack at the sensation when he thrusts inside, just once, just to see how far it goes within your walls. He’s so hard and thick and throbbing that you could practically feel him poking from inside of your stomach. And perhaps he’s thinking the same thing, his eyes glistening when he feels a bulge forming under his palm. He swallows. He looks… hungry.

“You said you couldn’t get pregnant,” he says, running a tongue across his lower lip, his eyes still fixated on the way you’re taking him so well, all stretched out and tight around him. “You know what I think?” He pulls himself out completely, shivers in his breath. “I think you’re wrong.” He slams his hips forward so abruptly, and with so much force, you have one hand shooting past your head to keep a safe distance away from the headboard. 

“Yuuta—” You gasp out, struggling to match his rhythm. “Wait—”

He only smiles a little, chuckles a little. He’s so far gone. He leans forward until you’re pressed chest to chest, folding you in half before he laces his fingers together with yours. “I think you can get pregnant.” He moves closer to your ear, whispering with his lips caressing your lobe, “And I’m going to show you how.”

He fucks the breaths out of you, swallowing each cry with his mouth, embracing you so tightly you can feel his heart beating against yours. “I’m sorry,” he pants, “It hurts, doesn’t it? I—” He’s interrupted with a low groan, feeling you clenching around him.“—really am sorry—” He smashes his lips against yours, smothering you with his kisses, too. “I know I’m being too rough, but I can't—”  He has one hand gripping the top of his headboard, giving him more support to drive his hips even deeper. “I can’t—stop—” He fucks you again, and again, harder each time until you find yourself unable to make sounds. “You’re so good... You feel so good around me... My angel…” You’re being folded, handled, trapped, and he fucks you until you’re drained, until you’re filled, until he’s spent. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Just a little bit more..." He kisses your forehead and your cheek to soothe you down, cradling your head as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. His hips start to move erratically. “Don’t ever leave me… I will love you forever, so—ah, God—” He chokes out a sob when he feels you spasming around him again, reeling in another wave of orgasm that hit you so intensely, you see white.

It takes him a little over an hour until he finally lets you go. For now, at least.

But once he gives you a chance to breathe, he cleans you up so gently, dabbing a warm towel over your skin, peppering kisses as soft as butterfly wings down your back, your thighs, your chest, before ending his journey at your stomach. He rubs the supple flesh of your belly and smiles, completely satisfied after giving you his everything. And it scares you a little bit because… You might really end up getting pregnant this time.

“I have to go before he comes home,” you say, feeling your body ache terribly when you try to raise yourself off the bed. They’re not shown vividly yet, but there will be bruises in the morning in places you’re not sure you can cover. 

Yuuta hugs you from the side when you barely have one foot on the floor, whispering against the bare skin of your hip, “I’m not letting you go.”

It makes you happy. You feel so wanted, so loved, even after all the affection he gave you all night. The truth is, you don’t want to leave. Ever. To walk into your own home after experiencing what heaven feels like… It would be torturous.

“I wish I could stay with you, too.”

“You do?” He looks up with big, round eyes, hope residing in each one of them. “Would you stay with me forever?”

“If I could,” you reply and it’s true. God, if only you could stay forever with him, let him love you this way, forever. That would be perfect, wouldn't it?

“That makes me happy…” He takes both of your hands, kissing you on each wrist before he does the same to your palms. “That makes me so happy…” 

It tickles, so you laugh a little. He makes the same sweet sound, the sound of a boy in love. 

“I really need to go, though…” You whisper, hypnotized when he starts pushing your digit past his lips. It’s warm and wet inside his mouth, waking up the butterflies in your stomach. He keeps his eyes on you, looking so sensual as he sucks around your finger, enveloping it from base to tip. “Yuuta…”

“I understand.” He pulls away, ending it with a kiss. He seems disheartened, his smile doesn't shine as bright anymore and it hurts you. "I guess you left me with no choice."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay." He returns your embrace, just one more time before you have to let him go. “Can you turn around for me, please? I want to give you something,” he softly smiles. “A present. It will be quick, I promise.” 

You do as he says, excited at the thought of it. What will he give you? Knowing him and how he went through so much effort to prepare a dinner for two friends, you just know it would be something incredibly romantic. Yuuta kisses your nape, open-mouthed and lingering. You nibble on your lip to suppress your moan as he trails his lips from between your shoulder blades down to your spine. 

“Yuuta,” you sigh, squeezing your thighs together. You’re aching for him again, and it’s dangerous. Your husband can come anytime soon. “I know what you want, and really, I wish I could stay,” you say from the bottom of your heart, looking over your shoulder to see him, and you’re immediately answered by a kiss. He presses his chest to your spine, one hand cupping half of your neck and your jaw to keep you in place so he can deepen the kiss. His mouth moves with fervor, filling you up with desire, and if it weren’t for the sound of your husband’s car moving into your driveway, you would’ve let him take you there for another hour or two.

“I need to leave. Now.” You break away to gather your clothes quickly. Except you can’t.

You can’t move your hands.

Robbed out of your balance, you fall face-first to the floor. Your breath catches, your heart plummeting to your stomach when you realize you have your hands tied behind your back. You feel something rough grazing against your skin. There’s a rope ensnaring your wrists together, and it’s digging painfully into your flesh every time you struggle to break free. 

Panic rises quickly to your chest. You look up, your body froze with terror at the sight of him smiling at you. 

He’s not your sweet neighbor Yuuta. Not anymore.

This is the monster you caught a glimpse of before, in full form. His handsome features suddenly feel unrecognizable, not when you can no longer witness the warmth in his eyes.

What is happening? You breathe fast, frightened beyond your mind. Why is he doing this?

“I told you I’m not letting you go,” he says, walking slowly toward you. With every step he takes, your urge to escape grows bigger.

The second the dread sinks in, you part your lips to scream for help, but he clasps a hand over your mouth just in time. “Sshh shhh shhh,” he whispers, bringing you back to your feet. “We wouldn’t want your husband to find out, would we?” 

You try to kick and toss your body around, but he’s strong, much stronger than you could ever imagine him to be. From your peripheral vision, you see him taking out a syringe from a drawer behind him, fitted with a hollow needle to inject the clear liquid into your skin. You feel your heart pounding in your throat, your scream muffled as he sinks it into your skin. “There, there. Off you go, honey,” he whispers in your ear, as you begin to lose your will to fight. Your consciousness slowly wanes away with each second passing by. “I’m so sorry, Sweetheart. It’s only scary at the beginning, I promise.” He tosses the syringe away, now empty. “Oh, I almost forgot to ask. Did you like the card I gave you?”

The card? What card?

Oh.

Oh, no.

“I’m sorry for tricking you like that,” he says with a little pout. “Truly, I am. I didn’t want to lie to you, but I had to do something to push you over the edge. I knew you liked me too from the start, but you wouldn’t make the first move. You kept staying faithful even when your husband was cheating on you like that. I admire you for that,” he sighs, utterly smitten by you, but only for a second before his tone drops. “But I was getting impatient, you see. And I knew you were, too. I watched your favorite movies. I read your favorite books. I learned everything about you and did everything you liked, but you still wouldn’t leave your husband for me. So you left me with no choice. I have to make you understand,” he slides his hand up your stomach, passing the valley between your breasts before he chooses to linger there, squeezing, teasing, pleasing. “That no one can touch you like I do. No one can love you like I do.”

You can feel him kissing your neck, licking a stripe up from your collarbone to the spot below your ear. “It was quite tricky copying his handwriting like that. There’s one letter I still can’t do very well even now. But it was enough to trick you, so I think everything’s fine in the end,” he chuckles, the sound filling your chest with horror, though you could barely register it now, not with the drug flowing in your system.

“You asked me what I would do to make you feel loved if I were your husband.” He carries you closer to the window, letting you see, with all the little power you have left, your husband closing the door of his car. Yuuta embraces you from behind, his hands tangled around your waist as he lets you rest your head on his shoulder. “I’m gonna show it to you.” You watch your husband make his way to your porch, oblivious to what’s happening in the dark room across the street. “I’m gonna love you, Angel. I will love you forever. With all my heart. And I’m gonna take my time. I’ll be so thorough with you that once I’m done, you won’t be able to spend a second of your life without me.” 

Your husband closes his front door, and with it goes your last chance of escaping, if there was even one.

You start losing strength in your legs, in your arms, but you’re still able to cry, and so you do just that. It won’t help you, nothing will help you, no one will help you, and no one will know what he’s doing to you, not when everyone thinks so fondly of him. 

“Oh, Sweetheart, don’t cry.” He kisses your tears away, landing an even softer one on your temple. “Don’t be afraid of me, my love. After all, it’s just me.” He meets your eyes in the reflection of his window, smiling with his hand holding the front of your neck.

“Your sweet neighbor Yuuta.”

***

[judesgfirl]

LATE NIGHTS IN THE MIDDLE OF JUNE - JB22

summary ; you and your friends go on a vacation to greece, and you might just have met the love of your life.

face claim — sophia birlem

A/N ; this is my first post so pls excuse me if it’s bad i just wanted to try 🥲🥲

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yourusername greece we are so excited for you 🥳🥳

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yourbff can’t wait for the margaritas!!!

user ur so pretty omg

sophiaaemelia best week with best girls!!!

kaihavertz29 thanks for stealing my girlfriend

yourusername don’t be dramatic 😘

user how does she know kai and sophia?

user pretty sure they met when kai first signed for chelsea!

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user I WANT U SO BAD PLS JUDE

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yourusername kai texted soph and now i have a pet following me around 😒

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yourbff #y/nude

kaihavertz29 where’s the “thank you kai!!” ?

yourusername i hope you choke

judebellingham ur so obsessed with me 😍

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sophiaaemelia my girl!!! and jude….

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yourusername this was not what i meant by a soft launch

judebellingham i can’t help myself when u look like that 😭😭

judeswife I FUCKING MANIFESTED THIS

user stay in bvb or else. 🔫

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kaihavertz29 everyone say thank you kai

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yourbff better take care of her.

note: this may suck but i just wanted to try 😭 lmk if u liked it and if i should continue with this 🫶🏼

[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

I've said it before, I'll say it again, and I'm sure it won't be the last time. I AM SICK AND BLOODY TIRED OF THESE MFS, HALF OF WHO DONT EVEN CARE ABOUT CURSED CHILD, BITCHING AND MOANING ABOUT AN ANGSTY TEEN DARING TO BE AN ANGSTY TEEN, I WILL FIGHT THE LOT OF YOU

(this is gonna be a bit long and probably incoherent so sit down and fucking listen to me 🔫 stick with me because I'm not just complaining about albus haters)

eVERYBODY wants cOoMmpllEeXx relatable HUMAN characters - and then SHIT themselves when the flaws a CHILD has isn't just 🥺 uwu im socially awkward and traumatised 🥺. that's why scorpius doesn't get this fuckass treatment, because his terrible human flaw is that he's a bit shit at conversation and gets sad about his dead mum (generalised understatement, but this post isnt about him. dont come for me i love him 🫶🏻)

god forbid albus, who feels unloved and unwanted (with valid evidence for a teenager), albus who feels completely out of place and outcast from his entire famously-close-knit family, ablus who is well known by the world by default via Harry and hates the attention and high expectations, albus who then gets targeted and bullied by his peers because he's not as perfect and brilliant as his father, albus who is then isolated from his one friend because Harry is making irrational ptsd fueled decisions, albus who tells Harry completely sincerely that he knows he's unlikeable but he'll try and change himself and be more like his siblings because he genuinely believes that's what Harry and everyone else whos had the misfortune of meeting him wants, albus who spends the entire play trying to prove himself and fix things via idiotic childish decisions BECAUSE HES A WHOLE UNSTABLE CHILD

god forbid that CHILD doesn't react like a patient, supported, well adjusted, level headed adult. god forbid he reacts outwardly. god forbid he reacts at all, my bad. clearly he should just sniffle a bit as if he doesn't feel suffocated and helpless by everything in his life, because obviously hes just a spoiled brat who doesn't know what real suffering is. god forbid he complains or feels anything negatively, or doesn't quite grasp that other people are struggling too because he is too busy trying so hard to deal with himself and his declining mental health the best he can with basically no support or understanding. god forbid he isn't completely perfect.

you all sound like some fucking boomer telling teenagers they don't know what real struggling is, they aren't mentally ill, they dont have any problems because they have a roof over their head, they should all go to war kids are too soft these days 😫😖😱 fUCKING‼️SHUT UP‼️

he does things wrong but he knows he does and he does everything he can to fix it! and he is fourteen!!! do none of you remember what being fourteen is like 😭😭 I swear half of you have got to be basically fourteen yourselves cmon man

cause I'm seeing this fucking pattern a lot recently. not just for albus, not just in this fandom, everywhere. ‼️ no one can fucking handle flawed characters anymore ‼️ the only thing any character is allowed to have wrong with them is trauma apparently, otherwise they have to be perfect, and I'm getting sick of it. characters and stories are meant to reflect real life, they're meant to help shape our world view, why are you expecting everyone to be fucking perfect??? what happened to nuance? what happened to understanding character development? you are all acting like characters and people are so black and white. either they're perfect or they're insufferable and evil. I won't lie, the most common victims i've noticed of this are women. but the flawed women are typically demonised, whereas the men are typically turned into uwu baby boys who actually aren't capable of doing anything wrong and then fanon goes nuts making them into ittle wittle victims. and I'm so fucking sick of all of it, I hate this. (obviously this is not a strict rule. Albus Potter, and also Albus Dumbledore now I mention it, are demonised beyond belief)

BRING BACK FLAWS AND BRING BACK NOT COMPLETELY WRITING OFF A CHARACTER BECAUSE THEY DARE TO BE HUMAN

I AM FED UP, ALBUS POTTER GET BEHIND ME

[count-alucard-tepes]

What sexy things do the OP Hotties do that turn you on? 👀

Haha I normally wouldn’t do slightly spicy asks but I’ll respond to this one because I can’t resist😆😍

Kizaru ✨: he such a tease, you know he’s so smooth with the ladies and he dresses really well too. A well put together man is always desirable.

Akainu🌋: he’s stoic and cold and I’m a brat 😂 I feel like that would be the perfect match for someone like him. Also he has tattoos and he seems like he would protect me with his life and that’s so sexy.

Ryokugyu 🌱: he’s a bad boy and everyone loves a bad boy. And when ever I get mad at him he would just turn into a tree with my favorite flowers…a girl is sold.

Fujitora 🐅: he’s such a sweetheart, you know he would be the best husband ever.

Sir Crocodile 🐊: it’s his style, he just oozes sexiness in everything he does and says. He knows he can have anyone and that confidence is really sexy.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩: the ultimate bad boy who would have you wrapped around his finger literally and figuratively. It’s the sexy body, the laugh, the style! Not to mention, he’s someone you don’t want to cross the line with him. He’s the guy your parents say stay away from with good reason but you still want a taste.

Benn Beckman 🔫: he’s so mysterious and you know he’ll charm your pants off in 30 seconds. He’s also strong and smart…it’s a win-win situation!

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡: Oda thought everyone was gonna be terrified of this hottie! But no, this mochi baby daddy is the perfect example of don’t judge a book by its cover! He’s a family guy who listens to his mom and cares for his younger siblings! And not to mention he’s got a sexy body and can tell why you’re angry before you stomp around ! And he loves donuts so I never have to diet again! I AM SOLD!

Killer🔪: alright post time skip Killer is hot and all but pre time skip Killer had me on my knees! He’s is so cute and mysterious but also super intelligent and fine af! Blonde hair and blue eyes…that’s my punk rock Barbie right there!

Kaido🐉: he’s emotional af when he’s drunk and just loves the hell out of his kid and those around him that are loyal to him! To be Yamato’s mom and smash Kaido at him prime! Omg I’d cling to ankles, y’all !

King 👑 : he’s the hot character of color who is the epitome of tall, dark and sexy! He has the white hair! He’s that bitch! He’s got wings and legs for days! The fucking face tattoo!!! I would cling onto his knees (since that’s probably the highest point where I’d be able reach him) and die for this baby daddy!

Queen👑: oh man, Queen is so fucking cool! I just wanna party with him until I can’t walk anymore! You know he puts the party God to shame! Karaoke night at Onigashima would be everything!

Izou🔫🔫: he’s so beautiful…I would be so shy around him because he’s so freaken pretty and would always look hotter than me! It’s always nice to have someone else do your hair and make up and Izou is my main man to be my wifey!

Dragon D Monkey 🐉🐒: the face tattoo! You know he’s a badass when he got a face tattoo and his best friend is an Okama! I’m ready to see Dragon naked, y’all! I’m about to be Luffy’s stepmom! Croc is about to gut me😂😂😂

Oven Charlotte 🍞: feeling sad…he bakes some cake…feeling happy…let’s have croissants! He’s just gonna fatten me up and I’ll never have to diet again because I’ll always be smaller than him! These Charlotte men are just the best! He’s also got main character energy 😂

Buggy🤡: he has hair goals I want to achieve but will never reach even if I tried! He’s charismatic and funny af! Buggy-sama is everything!😍

Marco the Phoenix 🦅: he’s a doctor! Score! My parents would never be prouder since I’m not…next best thing is my hubby being a doctor! He’s also such a cutie who seems to always be smiling!

Eustass Kidd🤘🎸: our favorite angry firecracker! He’s a cutie who wears make up and looks like he should be a drummer in a rock band! He’s got beautiful red hair and he’s intelligent! He also can fix your appliances! That’s a wifey right there!

Rosinantè Donquixote aka Cora-San💕: he’s gentle and emotionally available! Not to mention he’s a natural dad! He’s funny and clumsy af but a total badass! Let’s not forget he’s the handsome sibling lol

Who’s Who ❤️‍🔥👹: omg he’s tall, has pink hair, has tattoos and has a sexy smirk! Not to forget he turns into a cute kitty man! I’m ready to have his kittens!

Gecko Moria🦇: now prime Gecko Moria was every fucking thing! I mean who challenges Kaido and doesn’t actually lose…kinda! He was really hot too!

Iceburg💜: he’s so cute and funny, I can’t with him! He’s also so intelligent and can build stuff, love it!

Gild Tesoro⚜️🏅: first of all, he’s rich and he’s hot! A girl is sold! He sings and dances…even better!

Rob Lucci🐆: he’s so cute! I can’t deal especially in his kitty form, he’s also mysterious. From hot to cold in a mere couple of seconds! I love it! His hair is so beautiful too! I can’t deal!

[jewbeloved]

hi there, love your writing! would you be willing to write main 4 + clyde, where they’re hanging out with their crush late at night, and their crush falls asleep on them?

Team Stan + Clyde hanging out with their s/o at night🌃😴🌌❤️

Warnings: None

Gender: Neutral

💙 Stan Marsh ❄️

Learning to go on crazy adventures and some mischievous things with the boys, you texted Stan if you both could hang out at midnight.

Stan agreed, quality time is one of his love languages and he wouldn't want to miss an opportunity to spend time with you <3❤️

You both made sure your parents (or siblings) were asleep before you guys started your midnight crazy fun.

You guys played video games down in the basement, tp a teacher's house because she pissed you both off, pillow fights, and etc.

You were having so much fun that you ended up falling asleep while rambling about everything you both did together.

Stan blushed a bit and he didn't know what to do so he just stayed still while you sleep on him before drifting to sleep himself after a while. 💙💙💙💙💙💙

💚 Kyle Broflovski ♻️

He was a bit annoyed and confused on why you called him at midnight. The boy just want his beauty rest >:C

Being stubborn, you climbed up the tree that was near his window and jumped onto his bed because, in south park. The windows are always opened 😋

Kyle made a pouty face while you refuse to get out of his room. But you know that he's secretly happy that you're here, why wouldn't he enjoy your presence?

So you guys ended up doing the fun ideas you had planned for this night.

Even though Kyle was a bit tired, he tried his best to keep his eyes opened as you rambling about something random you thought while you both watch something on your (device).

After another couple of mins, you both fell asleep together at the same time <3.

Ike eavesdropped on you both the whole time 💚💚💚💚

❤️ Eric Cartman 🍓

Being the little devious child he is, he is obviously the one who purposed the idea of doing something mischievous with you after everyone else is asleep.

You basically often follow out with Cartman's plans unless it's something dangerous then no.

You do worry for Cartman's safety even though the stuff he does pisses other people off, you can understand why they would be upset with him. After all, you're friends with/dating a sociopathic racist kid :>

Once your little hangout is over, you both managed to get back to bed without being spotted. I wonder what Cartman did to make you both have such good luck with that :O

You soon realized that this was going to be a daily night routine-❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

🧡 Kenny Mccormick 🎃

You both are always on the same page, you didn't have to tell each other what you were going to do this night.

Oh my god, you both ended up doing 49 activities together in one single whole night! Kenny definitely didn't make any dirty jokes in between.

How did you both managed to not caught? You both placed corks into your parents' ears so they couldn't hear a single thing. (You also did the same to your siblings if you have any).

When you first fell asleep on Kenny after a lot of fun together, he will chill and calm about it. He let you lean on him while he wrapped his parka around you like a blanket so you would get cold.

He secretly likes it whenever you sleep on him, it gives him an excuse to snuggle up close to you🧡🧡🧡🧡

❤️ Clyde Donovan 🔫

He almost pissed himself when you suddenly appeared onto his bed and scared him. (You were hiding in his room while in the dark.

You always liked to tease Clyde playfully and hang out with him, and since your parents are asleep you saw this as a perfect opportunity to bring him over to your house to talk about stupid stuff, play games, and etc together.

You even taught Clyde how to crave a jack-o'-lantern since he wasn't sure how to do it.🎃🎃

Clyde was a complete blushing mess when you fell asleep on him. Like Stan, he wasn't sure what to do besides staying still and letting you sleep on him.

He probably even went through 5 stages of grief at the moment.❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Already October? Damn time flies way too fast.🎃🎃🎃

[sincerely-sofie]

Okay i just got another idea like right now after reading this post once more (it's the fourth time, i love it so much).

I kinda can't stop thinking of how the child will grow. How will the others (Grovyle, Dusknoir, Celebi, Kip, Cresselia, etc...) act with him? Is he some kind of Darkrai clone or does he have exclusive features (physically or/and with his ability). What kind of person will he want to be or will be? And the question I should have ask before anything else: What is his name.

Also what will be the gender of the child because i say he but if the child really comes from Twig and Ark he can be anything in a way (like, they could be a boy or a girl from Twig but they also can be a neutral gender from Ark)-

Personally, i imagined the idea of the child having similar power and physical body as Ark but with some feature of Twig. They could control the few powers they have of Ark perfectly without trying (they even could be able to not put people around them in nightmares when they fall asleep) but would easily lose control over their negative emotions (Anxiety, Sadness, Anger, Fear, etc...) especially with their personality near of the one of Twig (or even worst than Twig on some point).

I hope i'm not disturbing/annoying you in anyway. I just really love your content and i'm really curious about how you see/imagine things about the PMD lore or your PMD AU. Anyway, have a good night/day, take care of you, stay hydrated, don't forget to eat and rest or there will be consequences 🔫

it's 1AM and i'm still up but do what i say, not what i do-

Neluj

You’re not bothering me whatsoever! It’s always a treat to receive your asks and see all of your ideas and perspectives… also I will regularly open my inbox to plan my next posts and see your reminders to actually take care of myself and always go “OH SHOOT I HAVEN’T EATEN YET TODAY” and bolt into the kitchen to scarf down some leftovers, hehe.

First off: The baby is a girl! Ark proposes naming her Opal for absolutely no reason in particular, and Twig sees no reason to disagree with the name, so that’s what the baby is called from thereon. Pal and Pally are common derivatives used by Twig.

I’m working on a piece that will show how everyone will react to her, but it’s not ready yet, so I’ll just give a teaser: Celebi is completely blindsided by the baby’s appearance— she had no idea that something like that was going to happen in this timeline, and it’s a pretty big event to have missed whenever she peeked ahead in the timeline before now!

I haven’t decided entirely on what Opal’s personality will be as she ages, but for now, she’s pretty much your average baby— minus the crying. She is eerily quiet and barely vocalizes at all, to the point Twig gets worried about her learning to talk— and she promptly says her first full sentence immediately after. She’s very particular about food as well as material textures, and is prone to getting overwhelmed by bothersome sensory input, especially loud and clamorous noises. This isn’t something that she will grow out of, though she will collect a lot of strategies to help manage and minimize her overwhelm as she ages.

As for abilities…

[katasstrophy]

*shakes you* i just thought of something and you and @itoshi-s are going to suffer with me🤕(read devils night guys it’s so hot)

bad boy! rin being sent to clean up his act at a private university for the esteemed to make sure the itoshi family name is no longer being tarnished but his parents naive thoughts of sending their youngest son to a boarding school and hope he magically turns into an angel that’s fit for his arranged marriage with a nuisance who’s after his money is ridiculous. rin isn’t bound to a single rule and does what he pleases as he walks the halls of the posh boarding school, giving the founding headmaster’s valued portrait the finger.

here comes you, who thrives off of academic validation who’s not afraid to keep her sharp tongue to herself. the youngest son of itoshi is here? scoff. he’s nothing but a jerk decorated in unbuttoned blazers and popped up collars with his fathers name to hide behind his acts of clownery. you don’t miss a chance to say it to the taller male’s face, his eyes practically boring holes into your own as if to memorize your look of annoyance at him. rin likes challenges but he thinks he’s going to love this one. he’ll make sure by the end of the school year he’ll have you on your knees, bowing in forgiveness, he says that you with a glare to make babies cry. with his thoughts rushing on how to make you beg for mercy you unleash a harsh slap to his face. stunning everyone in the common room and ignoring the gasps of surprise. “you better clean up your act itoshi or else you’ll lose everything including your family name.” you dare slap an itoshi? you’ve got bigger balls than everyone at this school. rin thinks the adrenaline you gave him in a second is the best feeling he’s ever had in years.

from that day on rin decided to play the good boy. smiles and effortless straight A’s to please his professors and make things work out in his favor, but his enjoyment isn’t getting the staff to kiss his feet, it’s backing you into corners of the library so that no one would catch on to mr. changed attitude wanting to keep his quiet, nerd to himself. you let him. slowly, but surely you break down each others walls as he allows himself to be vulnerable with you and shares his burdens of being the youngest son, always being forced into being his older brother’s shadow. but for once. just once, he had something his brother doesn’t have. he has you. he makes you feel warm and he fiercely keeps you safe from the judging eyes of his father as he peers down at you. as if he was looking at a lowly commoner. “you throw away your fiancée for someone like this?” “i’d throw away the family name in honor for her.” he walks away with his head held high, ignoring the stoic stare of his older brother as he smirks at the eldest, smirk growing wider at his words. “you’ll never inherit the itoshi name.” “i won’t inherit it alone. my family will.”

he beat his brother in not being able to continue the family name. he makes sure he pounds the thought into you as he thrusts feverishly into you as the moon shines a white sheet of light on your bodies. he makes love to you greedily as he marks your skin in red and purple, the marks blooming onto your skin like flowers. he loves you, he loves that no one in the world can know him and love him like you do.

“i’m going to put a fucking ring on that finger in front of my brother,” he growls. “no matter how far or high they separate me from you, you are mine and we’re going to live in a big house with you warming our bed.” he puts his forehead against yours, “and you will give me an itoshi heir.”

kayla what the— wHAT THE FRICKITY FRACK FHUUUCCKKK. !&!@! WHAT THE SHEEEEEII WHAT THE HOLYY FUCJCING SHIITT ??@!!!?? you DARE drop this ATOMIC ASS FUCKING BOMB ON ME???? OUTTA NOWHERE?? ON MF RIN DAY?????? NAAUURRR bc miss ma’am i’m gonna have to ask you to start paying rent cuz like,,,, 🤨🔫🔫 DO YOU LIVE IN MY BRAIN??? how did you know that devil’s night has been on my tbr for 5everrrrrr but i just know if i get hooked on the smut i will abandon all my responsibilities idcidcidc

they way i had to LITERALLY. TAKE. BREAKS. reading this so i could reduce my unholy demon spawn screeching to a minimum (spoiler: it DID NOT WORK) thIS IS FOUL THIS IS ILLEGAL I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU SOBBING

and oooohhhhhh i’m such a slut for academic settings :(((( especially when rich entitled bastard boy with a shitty past meets driven and cunning number 1 girl and they CLASH and have BRUTAL BANTER and have THE FILTHIEST MAKE OUT SESSIONS AGAINST PRICELESS BOOKSHELVES im clawing my eyes out

rin showing up to the posh uni like it’s his own personal playground, pretending like he owns this place much like everything else in his life due to his family’s wealth and status only to get mfing owned in turn and SLAPPED IN THE FACE (LITERALLY!!!) BUT HE FEELS EUPHORIC INSTEAD OF AGGRAVATED OOOOHHHH SO HE JUST HAS TO HAVE YOU GOD BESTIE U KNOW HOW TO GET ME GOING </3333 and then he pretends to be a good little student so he can get close to you:( keep you all to himself sniffle so possessive:( but the ANGST BC OF SAE >:(((( but now he also has you to patch up the empty cold pieces inside of him ur his future fuck his family 🥺🥺🥺🫶🫶🫶🫶 he’ll create a new one with you anyway AAAAAAAHHHDJFNFN so fucking UnWeLL

[gay-mcr-slut]

pffftthh [fart noise]

✨maow :3 I'm Cy, I’m 18, and go by he/they

🏳️‍🌈 I’m a genderqueer lesbian and a polytherian!

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💔 I have GWDS (Gerard Way Derangement Syndrome)

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🌟 My main hobbies are quadrobics, gear + taxidermy collecting, kandi, singing/songwriting, art, and sewing! I’m part of the furry fandom so I also love fursuiting + fursuit making :3

🐛🕸 GOD I FUCKING LOVE BUGS AND SPIDERS SO MUCH. i study arachnology and entomology for fun but i mainly focus on arachnology. leggy friends are the best friends 💚

ermm ya thats about it ! ty for reading :3

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[crownedinmarigolds]

🕷🔫💖 for khloe? (spider, pistol, sparkling heart)

MY BABY GIRL! MY HONEY! MY SWEETIE!!! I was so excited to see you ask about her!!!

This ask is for my Vampire the Masquerade character, Khloe Osbourne, a Ventrue Thinblood!

(Yes, Ralph-boob was necessary)

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

Khloe's biggest fear overall is letting down her coterie. She loves her boys deeply and definitely has unhealthily latched onto them, and the thought of them dying due to her mistakes or even just being hateful of her presence scares her immensely. She was just a lonely data-entry clerk homebody who suddenly has a closeknit community with a cause, she does NOT want to lose them. Possibly upsetting Christian - who she knows rationally is a good man who would understand and not hate her - makes her sweat. Breaking Ralph's heart? Oh God. Letting down Kyle who had helped her so much to get used to this shaky new world? Devastation.

Khloe does have a more IMMEDIATE and legitimately threatening fear: The Sheriff of Atlanta, Sir Godwynn Forrester. The coterie while trying to get some Thinblood hostages to safety came across him, firebombed him, and thanks to this MF having insane Fortitude he came out like a burning painting coming full T1000 at them. The coterie was like "Yeah that shouldn't be allowed to live." They got out of there, but the image is forever haunting them.

🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

Damn this one is an intense one. Khloe is a bit in a jam. She definitely doesn't trust people EASILY, but she did fall hard and fast for her coterie companionship. Perhaps it's how gently they helped her transition to this new life while also not holding back the information she NEEDED to know. She trusts her coterie with her life - whether or not this will be a good or bad thing has yet to be seen in the Chronicle! Everyone outside of the coterie gets the hard side eye, and she runs through the board's (coterie's) opinions a few times over before deciding what to do. Thanks to the few encounters with Fullbloods she's had, she basically has a permanent distrust of every single one she meets. Khloe is a ride or die, and would have an awful time turning her back on those she's promised to. It would have to be extREMELY heinous of a situation for Khloe to give up. Khloe has had the normal "backstabbed" situations, very light and melodramatic, but she definitely hasn't fully experienced REAL backstabbery... yet. Her life before her Embrace was very mild and easy-going and she's still only a few months old. If given an ultimatum... it depends. Khloe was raised Christian, and while she's agnostic she's finding a bit of faith again, and it's giving her a bit of a martyr complex. She'd probably pick the grave over betrayal.

💖 SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?

Khloe probably LOOKS like a subtle lover because her current lover - Ralph, a Nosferatu Thinblood - is so out there and show-offy that probably all else looks pale in comparison. Khloe is an open and loving woman who isn't embarrassed of her partner! She's had a few partners before that were pretty standard and normal, and while a private person she isn't SHY about PDA, but Ralph is a whole other animal and she's definitely getting more and more "YEP. THIS IS MY MANS. DEAL."

[spookyserenades]

SPOILERS- ASHHSJSJD

BRO THAT STUPID ASS BAR I STG I HAVE BEEF WITH AN INANIMATE BUILDINFG I WAS SO EXCITED TO SEE WHY MC KEPT THINKING YOONGI WAS SO FAMILIAR AND I ASSUMED SHE REALLY DID JUST MEET HIM AT THE BAR HE USED TO WORK AT IN PASSING BUT A MAGICAL BAR?????? YOURE KIDDINFG!!!!!!!!!! UGH A FREAKINF MAGICAL BAR WAS KEEPING MY BOY FROM HIS LOVE ALL ALONG?????

DANA WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF??? 🔫 YOU KNOW YOONGI GETS ME FEELING A TYPA WAY YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME!!!!!! 😫😫😫 BRO AND THEY KISSED?????? THEY PROBABLY HAD A STEAMY NIGHT AND SHE CANT EVEN REMEMBER IT UGHHHHHH!!!!!*$*#*$*#* IM SO DISTRAUGHT !!!

And that's not even talking about the beginning half of the chapter, I thought you would give me time to recover and yet here I am emotionally whiplashed. I would also scream about everything else but I need to pretend to be normal right now or I'll lose it lol. So happy to start another month with Trouvaille! Keep up the amazing work (even if my heart constantly stops)

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FHJDAKSFHDSAFH AHHH THE STUPID ASS BAR IM SCREAMING 💀💀💀 DJSKAF YOU'RE SOOO RIGHT bUt the seeds have been planted for so long about Y/N and Yoongi meeting before in some way,,, BUT since Trouvaille has that supernatural element to it, I had to weave the strange nature of the club he worked at in!! (for people who really love Trouvaille Yoongi [Tae, too], I strongly suggest watching David Lynch's Twin Peaks and Fire, Walk with Me) However, Y/N-- everyone, for that matter, forgetting that they patroned the bar Yoongi worked at is something separate from those David Lynch plots... just a Trouvaille twist to make things a little more tangled, as if they weren't enough already!

sedfdskfd I apologize for whiplashing you my dearest 🥺 IF it makes you feel better, I'm whiplashing myself as well!! I love when we can scream together about Trouvaille, too, Cherry 🍒~ THANK YOU always and forever for sending me your love and your thoughts, and eee only a few more days till the next update, too!!! Wishing you the bestest times!! 💜

[animeomegas]

omg i would definitely love to see them affected by a quirk that makes them say the truth, so like imagine that they're pining for the alpha or something like that and boom now they can't help but confess their feelings

would be even better if the boy affected it's someone like bakugo, shoto, shinso or someone like them that normally doesn't talk about their feelings 😔🔫

Oh my gosh yes!!

My mind immediately went in two different directions when I read this.

Firstly, what if it happened by accident while the boys were in school with their crush?

The boys walk in class and because the truth quirk is mixed with a compulsion quirk, they just blurt things out the second they lay eyes on you, their crush.

"When you asked me if I'd seen your missing scarf and I said no, I lied, I put it in my nest because your scent makes me feel safe," Izuku yelped as soon as the words escaped, holding his hands over his mouth. He immediately dropped to his knees, spilling apologies, tears starting to appear.

"I want you to court me but I terrified of saying anything because I know you'll reject me," Shinsou's deadpan voice made a stark contrast to the words coming out of his mouth. He blinked once before immediately turning around and fleeing the classroom, a humiliated blush on his face.

"I have two notebooks filled with our names and plans for our wedding," Denki announced the room, immediately making everyone stop. Denki let his head fall against the desk with a bang. How embarrassing...

And secondly, what would happen if they got hit with this quirk while on patrol, and when their alpha comes to pick them up, they blurt out some questionable things in front of half of their coworkers and mentors.

"Normally I resent being sent home from work early but I'm hoping today that you'll knot me when we get home, because I've been thinking about it all day which is why I was distracted enough to get hit with a quirk," silence descended over the busy office as everyone looked at the normally reserved hero in shock. Slowly, snickers started to ring around the room. Shouto looked mortified, so you quickly grabbed him and dragged him out of the building, but not before one brave soul shouted out "enjoy your exciting evening!"

"I missed you so much," only five little words, but Bakugou flinched as soon as they were out before whirling around on everyone else in the room. "If anyone says anything, I'll blow the whole building up!" The truth quirk added some extra threat to his phrase so everyone just coughed and got back to work while Bakugou stormed out, dragging you behind him.

(Hehe, thank you so much for this @raincosm, I love truth quirk plots 🥰)

[picklesgrowontrees]

I REALLY NEED TO GET THIS OUT OH MY LORDDDD

first off, thank you to the writers room people the new video was a banger! Also, Thomas’s acting is getting better and better every day

I am just barely holding off on screaming about everything into my pillow and I’m most likely going to hyperfixate on this for the next month but here are some things I need to point out from the Special:

Thomas, you lost an excellent opportunity to say “it sure feels like a dream….come true!” In your opening scene.

Our favorite boys with all of our favorite nicknames in their bios —🥺🥺🥺

Roman, are you okay? Your makeup be on fleek tho

Virgil = Rocket Raccoon x100

“My bestie, Patton” Janus omfg he’s your husband

THEY KNOW HIS NAME! LOGAN CALLED HIM JANUS!!!

Also, Logan—nice. So proud of you. I cant believe you learned a new word today

Janus is literally out-drama-geeking Roman. I never knew that was possible.

Excuse me what was that you said about eyeshadow? Janus is teasing Virgil about his purple glitter. Virgil reacts like a violent caveman

I’m…pretty….sure….that Remus…doesn’t, have his pants on backwards???? Maybe??? In any case👌 his bosom is emblazoned

‘Whose hand is that? Jesus’ —also, what. Thomas you should run

Janus you passive agressive bitch we all know you literally made that sandwich for Patton

LOGAN—calm down with the size of your glass man, I’m pretty sure that’s enough wine to kill a small child

Thomas you’re really killing me with the angst JUST LISTEN TO LITERAL LOGIC FOR 1 MINUTE

So Remus found the mindspace, huh? Alright y’all, time to throw every single fanfiction involving the creativitwins’ split kingdoms into the canon garbage can

#deviousgaming4life #gotem #secretlife

FUCKEMUP PISSY! I-I MEAN PRINCEY! YOUR SWORD JUST GOT A MANICURE THO

A-huh,A-huh, now say that again, but slower Virgil

I really can’t look at Virgil transforming into a puppet the same way again after those bloopers 💀

Seriously, guys.😤 Everyone who's here at my awesome party...🍾🎉 🤪this huge crowd of people that's definitely here right now...Somebody😠🤫 broke 😩my grandma's👵 vase✨✨🏺✨✨And that was the last thing she gave to me... before she died!!!! ☠️I swear 🔫😀to all things football ⚽️?🏈? AND/OR skateboarding... 🛹 …that I will find you….🪓🗡⚔️🔪😁Don't make me cry these incredibly manly 💪🏻🧔‍♂️tears! Anyone can speak up here 👀and be a part of this scene. 👀👀👀Especially those of us who aren't imagined🙂and... are actually here on the stage.🧨

The angst is packing in hard, TheatreMan.

Virgil you bastard😂😂 I demand a petition for Janus to have a solo number, and I would very much like to see the raw caught-in-4K footage of Janus dancing and hyping up Virgil for the lie song in the background

Remus you bastard😂😂

🍊👀

*ahem* ✍️📝 “Scare-amore”? Amore as in Amour? Amour as in Love in Spanish? We can’t escape the prinxiety

I swear they all had to restrain Remus from saying something rated r about Nico

Don’t worry Virgil you’re not the only one. Thomas being straight is one of my sleep paralysis demons

So that’s why Janus wears a hat. How many fanarts are we gonna get of Janus with a hamster? Like, what do you say, 500? Thousand?

Virgil is a mood. Except mine is an endless script in my notes app. So classy

(Edit) Roman is not okay. And neither am I

Janus is still salty about the others’ wardrobe upgrades

Did no one else notice the way that Roman said virgil’s name? I swear the prinxiety

Virgil I think you want to set the type of goal Remus was going for…at the beginning of his idea anyways. Praise, man

So—let me get this gay. Patton wants to be married to Logan. I can feel the love tonight

Logan I do not blame you for your wine glass update, where can I get me one of those?

Also—Virgil is the cousin because Remus and Janus are the aunt and uncle so they are LITERALLY HIS PARENTS OMG

Janus I’m scared and terrified and afraid and terrified what more do you want

The Roman series. Is in fact; a Prinxiety Dungeons and dragons AU fanfiction. I could not be happier 

[count-alucard-tepes]

Your Fav OP Hotties reacting to their smol S/O admitting that they love the big boy that is OP Boy.

Look at the size of them OP Hotties! 100% love at first sight! The moment their S/O laid eyes upon them it was an immediate: Yes! I came! I saw! I will conquer! You will be mine! I don’t care if you’re a mountain and I’m a pebble! This is happening!

Could’ve been anything else. They could’ve said something about looks, personality, or whatever. Nope. All S/O needed was one look and were like Moto Moto. “Goodness girl, you huge.”

Haha, love this! All girls love tall guys but my One Piece hotties changed all our types now😂😂😂

Headcanons for my One Piece hotties reaction to finding out their S/O likes them because of their height

Kizaru✨

He couldn’t help but laugh a little in amusement before leaning down to kiss his S/O’s forehead, “Well it’s not like I can change it so I’m glad you do like it…”.

Akainu🌋

He’d raise a thick eyebrow before smirking, “…and here I thought it was my dazzling personality…”, he would say sarcastically before kissing the top of his S/O’s head.

Ryokugyu 🌱

He would burst out in laughter, “What was that?! Can’t hear you from all the way up here!”, he would said just to annoy his S/O.

Sir Crocodile 🐊

He would inhale his cigar and then blow the smoke out slowly as he looked at his S/O after their confession before smirking, “…that’s quite the confession, love…what the next one? You like being spanked?”, he’d asked just to tease his S/O.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩

He’d grin at his S/O and then laugh a little, “Well it does give the advantage of always looking at your cleavage from all the way up here…”, he’d say just to make his S/O blush.

Benn Beckman 🔫

He’d give a little smile as he looked at his S/O from the corners of his eyes, “Ah…you do like to make this old man’s heart flutter, don’t ya?”, he tease.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

He’d give a pained expression before a moment before closing his eyes and sighing softly, “…you’re going to make me blush…stop”, he’d say but of course he was already blushing under his scarf.

Killer🔪

He would scratch his mask and give a weak chuckle, “…I’m glad you like it…I guess”, he’d respond with a tad of confusion.

Kaido🐉

He’d laugh so loud that everyone would be hearing it even if they were at a distance away, “I’m always so surprised with whatever comes out of that smart mouth”.

King 👑

He would looked at his S/O and sigh softly, “…you can be so childish at times…I am glad you are shorter than me though…I can spot better you when I’m flying”, he would say with a little smirk.

Queen👑

He would chuckle and carry his S/O before smothering them with kisses, “Whatever you say, short cake…I’m all yours”.

[appy-polly-reblogs]

They don't come from the land down under tho

[kiroonsmoon]

😭, 🌋, 🕷️, 🙈, ✂️, 🔪, 🔫, and 💧 for Fate and Calamity.

Christ that’s a lot you weren’t lying lmao. Tbh I deserve it after all the angst I put your ocs through lmao. Edit; I totally didn’t forget to put a read more on this long post haha idk what your talking about.

😭- What makes them cry? Do they cry easily?

Fate’s definitely a crier, her friends, family or pokemon getting hurt will make her burst into tears. She couldn’t even cry at all at one point after Nancy’s death, she’d cried herself to exhaustion to the point she couldn’t cry anymore. On a less angsty note she definitely the person who cries at the end of happy movies / shows.

Calamity on the other hand doesn’t really cry. Only thing to get him to cry will probably be Fate or someone else close to him dying. Even then that’ll only be after an extreme surge of anger.

🌋- How bad is their temper? is it a slow boil, or a instant explosion?

Fate probably wouldn’t blow up at someone, worse she’ll do is probably say something snarky as a response to her emotions and then feel extremely bad after word. If you actually make Fate angry you done fucked up.

Calamity? Oh yeah he gets angry a lot, especially under high stress he can easily snap at others. If someone was being a dick and that’s why he’s angry said person will probably leave with a broken nose.

🕷️- What is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane

Both are afraid of poison and steel types to an extent. They’re both fairies after all haha. Calamity is better at controlling it compared to Fate though. Where’s Calamity would probably just eye them suspiciously Fate will straight up scream. She’s gotten somewhat better at handling her fear due to being friends with Venam and Saki. Still, she nearly broke down to tears in Saki’s gym and actually cried in Venam’s rip. She also still screams whenever Venam begins to use her Serviper as a damn knife, but honestly, who wouldn’t be scared when some punk looking girl began using her snake as a knife?

Fate’s biggest fear is wether or not she has to return to her own world or not and leave behind her friends (or if she even can in the first place(. She doesn’t want to leave them but she also doesn’t know if she’s allowed to stay. She also knows Calamity is extremely worried about her. She’s not aware Calamity made his way to Aevium yet. Questions like this haunt her along her journey.

Calamity is biggest fear is the possibility that Fate is dead or badly hurt. Which, has technically happened like twice? Boy is not going to have a good time once he’s learn what his sister’s been through. He’ll probably kill someone tbh.

🙈- Whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

I don’t particularly know for Fate. Maybe telling the fact she’s a fae to her friends? But honestly they’ve learned she is an otherworldly being with the souls of 7 different people and is stuck in the body of someone who died 4 decades ago. At this point telling them she’s fae everyone will probably just be like “after the shit we’ve been through this is the least shocking thing”.

As for Calamity, maybe about how aggressive and cold he can get when pushed to the breaking point.

✂️- What is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? how easily do they let go of people?

Fate doesn’t let people go easily, she could honestly very easily fall into a toxic relationship. Last straw would have to be very extreme, like killing a friend or something.

Calamity doesn’t really hold onto people he’s not especially close with. He knows that relationships come and goes with time. He’s more willing to cut off people, if you start disrespecting him or his interest he’ll cut you off quickly.

🔪- How do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? do they put themselves at blame?

Fate would begin to cry (see my first answer) and she would absolutely blame herself. She could be stuck on an island in the arctic and she’ll STILL jump through hoops to blame herself.

As for Calamity… well depends on how the injury / misfortune happened. If it was a natural disaster or mistake (broken bone, landslide, etc). He’d curse himself for not keeping a better eye out. If someone harmed a loved one? They are either dying or barely surviving.

🔫- Do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

Fate definitely trust people easily, to much for her own good. It’s one of the reasons she was so quick to accept Ren back (though their friendship definitely helped) despite the fact he’d backstabbed them and work with Team Xen during the whole Pyramid thing. You’d really need to give Fate a good ultimatum to betray someone, like going to destroy the whole world level ultimatum.

Calamity is more cautious, he hasn’t personally been backstabbed yet (major emphasis on the yet given he was found by Clear and Kieran, that shit ain’t gonna end well.) He won’t fully trust people, especially with his goals, if you don’t give him a good reason. Calamity absolutely would betray someone if he needed too but he wouldn’t enjoy it unless he absolutely despises the person he’s betraying.

💧- Random angst headcanon.

I keep telling one of my discord friends this, but if it’s your oc it ain’t a headcanon, it’s canon baby!!

Fate sings songs to herself that Calamity used to sing to her when she was younger when she’s upset or missing him </3.

The reason Calamity is so protective of Fate is because their parents died soon after her birth (their mother dying due to birth complications and their father sickness) and asked him to protect her.