#HOLY SHIT I THOUGHT I COULD SPEED THRU IT

[butter1knife]

DAY 4: TIME TRAVEL AU

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SOME NOT WELL THOUGHT OUT STORY CONTEXT: Zim and Dib encounter a Time Machine while hanging out in professor membranes lab basement. They dare each other to travel back in time for funzies! Dib set the date and joins in with Zim, suddenly weird noises come from the machine which spooked Dib a bit but before they could’ve questioned it, they got transported and all of the sudden they were falling in the sky down a futuristic city. Zim stayed shocked for a second and then reacted fast in capturing Dib and getting them somewhat of a "safe landing". The impact sprained some of Dibs joints but was fine. Turns out they flung themselves forwards in time, now they’re both hella lost with no contact or idea how life in 2997. They’re cooked

[laurelnose]

good news! I don’t have a brain tumor 🥰

so basically what happened is

mid-december: i acquire Debilitating Migraine, 10 out of 10 worst pain I’ve felt in my entire fucking life Migraine, worse than the time I spent three weeks recovering from major surgery completely sober because I am inexplicably resistant to just about every class of painkiller I’ve ever tried Migraine. (I actually only rank the surgery experience about a 6 out of 10 on the pain scale.) we get the migraine down to Bad But Manageable by locating several new Christmas light strings that turned out to be flickering at speeds the human eye could not detect but my human brain certainly could and throwing them all out. I make a doctor’s appointment.

last week: I finally see my PCP. she prescribes me a triptan, which is an abortive med that is meant to stop migraine attacks. the triptan decreases the headache but does not remove it entirely. also, the damn thing keeps getting worse again. I try it three times over the week, which is the maximum number of times you’re supposed to take a triptan in a month. almost like you’re not supposed to have more than three headaches in a month or something?? weird. well, technically I haven’t had three. it’s all the Same Damn Headache.

this same day I also pick up a topiramate prescription, which is a preventative. i am advised i can start the topiramate even if i am not pain free. maybe if i give it a day or two it will help even if i am currently having an attack??

wednesday i see my PCP for followup and tell her i am still in pain. she offers to get me squeezed in to have an intramuscular toradol (heavy-duty NSAID) shot. this kicks in within 20 minutes and doubles my migraine pain. I was at 3-ish and now I am at 6 and unhappy about it.

i do not come back down from the level the toradol kicked me up to. i survive thursday by not doing very much of anything.

uh? holy shit? yeah, sure?

friday the pain becomes unbearable. back up to an 8, which isn’t the worst it’s been but it’s also Day Forty Fucking Two and I’m so tired. I leave work early & go to urgent care where they pump me fulla benadryl and dexamethasone. absolutely none of this is fun — the dexamethasone feels like a panic attack and the benadryl makes me dizzy and light-headed + makes it very hard to think of words? what the shit do people take benadryl recreationally for? but! the pain diminishes dramatically. after the IV’s done they get me in for a CT scan and are like hey! you don’t have a brain tumor! (I was not actually worried I had a brain tumor but it’s always nice to rule it out.) but you do have a sinus infection and a bunch of fluid buildup that’s probably triggering the migraine. (really? but I haven’t been congested?) yeah, no, it’s really deep in there. do you wanna do antibiotics and sudafed about that to clear up the fluid?

saturday morning the head pain is back but it’s mild and it feels LIKE A FUCKING SINUS HEADACHE and not a migraine anymore oh my god. Guess what kinds of headaches are fucking fixable and tend not to be intractable and unpreventable. It’s also like, a manageable amount of pain? It hurts but I feel okay?? I get thru work without taking my breaks in the dark with a heat pad? I look at headlights on the dark road coming home and am not immediately debilitated? 😭 Maybe in a week and a half when the antibiotics course is done I will actually just be Fine??

I really shoulda gone to urgent care back in December. Too bad I didn’t quite realize you could go to urgent care for migraines until I’d seen my PCP for the first time and that couldn’t happen earlier bc, well, appointments are hard to come by.

I’m wondering in hindsight if the triptan WAS kicking the migraine more effectively than I thought it was and i couldn’t tell because I had a sinus headache underneath (which kept bringing the migraine back). this also explains why I was getting decent results with Vick’s VapoRub LMAO. Like some people do swear by menthol for migraines but it was probably helping the congestion too.

anyways this is why I’ve been quiet. I will be quiet for a little while longer probably bc the sinus headache is still not fun but it is getting better. in fact i had to get up and eat breakfast to take my antibiotic but it is sunday and i don’t actually want to be awake so i think i’m going back to bed

i am never letting anyone talk me into taking another NSAID ever fucking again.

[gldnfng]

march 2023

i was so anxious to drive to joshua tree. literally riddled w anxiety. had nightmares all night. kept waking up to the thought.

milana drove the car so chill. i can do it.

this is the way out of feeling so suffocated. being able to get myself there. being confident i can.

what if i wana have kids, i will have to be able to drive them.

i can do it.

and i did it. i ducking did it.

the stress and anxiety of first merging into the freeway. holy ducking shit.

getting there. driving thru it. driving driving driving. everyone asleep. the peace. my eyes getting tired but hanging on. driving driving.

going so on the freeway. in the right lane. feeling safe. anthony bullying me to go faster. to switch lanes. to pass the semi at least. me not wanting to. but noticing allllll the cars that were passing. bria having to go pee. me knowing/thinking we were close. close to something. staying slow, in the right hand land. i can do this.

telling marina about my anxiety while waiting for the bathroom at in and out. feeling good to get it off my chest.

just a little more to go i can do it. more fighting w anth but who cares. i will drive how i need to drive to get thru this.

finally finaaalllyyy off the freeway. knowing where we are. knowing i can speed up. just get us there is what i’m thinking. fine u want me to go faster here i will. cause i felt safe. home stretch yenno.

it felt good to drive. we were home. relief but mostly just exhaustion. hot tub. wine. more unloading unburdening myself about my anxiety. could rly use a xanax or a valium. or an atavan. just something. don’t wana go thru this anymore.

gruelling. agonizing.

started getting dizzy in the hot tub so i got out. hung out then went to shower. cbd patch on. feeling exhausted so asked giordano to help me find the scissors. he cut the package open for me. put it on my wrist.

felt like i could sleep at any moment. more wine. jenga. zia anna being there for me- inviting us to PR. the sweetness <3

almost falling asleep on the couch. tired tired. now in bed tho and can’t sleep.

swirling, whirling, my thoughts in my head. like waking up early now cause at night i can just fall asleep.

no waiting, waiting. and thinking. the thoughts endlessly swirling, impending, rushing. drowning. screaming. screaming.

[bluecookies02]

Touya x Reader

-> NSFW content ahead <-

summary: Touya Todoroki with the tiniest, most adorable cock that exists on this planet. How does sex with him feel? What gets him off the most🥴

warnings: facefucking, creampies, squirting, breath play? , slapping, choking, all in all, rough play.

He nudges his cock into your mouth until you're mushed into his pubes, nose pressed flush against him. You can't breathe, you have to gasp and whine around the tiny dick in your mouth, his fist tangled and pulling at your hair.

He'll stretch your mouth with his fingers, pulling at the corners. It doesn't matter that he can barely feel anything, he'll fuck your face like that. He'll cum, he'll cum so fucking hard that way, just because of the sound his hips make when he rocks against you. It's his go-to when the two of you are short on time and when he wants to get off.

More often then not, when  you suck his dick he has the back of your head pressed into the wall, towering over you. He'd be kind enough to tangle his hand into your hair so you don't hit the back of head too roughly. It'll leave his knuckles red, sometimes bleeding from how violently he thrusts into your face. He doesn't care....he doesn't care because the orgasms he gets like that can't compare to anything he ever felt. And your mewling and whining doesn't stop until he has every last drop sliding down your throat, warm and tangy, being forced to swallow because you know he's not letting you off any other way.

Sometimes he'll think you're not struggling enough , pinching your nose between his fingers, groaning at you to close your lips as tight as you can around him. When he feels like your eyes are glossy enough he'll let go, watching you cough with the sickest smirk on his face. If you take too long to open your mouth he has to slap your face a few times, just until your jaw falls slack, then he does everything over and over again

It's not like he's selfish, he makes you cum...a lot.

if he finds out that you can squirt he'll make it his mission to get the sheets soaked every time the two of you fuck.

The things he can do with his hands alone...He pinches and pulls at your clit, slapping it while he fingers you until it's swollen, throbbing and glistening in your cum. He'll watch your puss spasm each time, gripping his two fingers. They're long and perfect, reaching and curling just right. He'll wrap one hand around your neck, leaning close to your lips, mouth slightly open as his other hand speeds up. He wants to feel your gasps on his mouth when you cum, wants to see the drunk look in your eyes when your mind gets foggy without air when it needs it the most.

He knows how to be gentle too, loosening up your pussy until he's sure he could get his whole hand in if he tried. He spreads your folds open, latching onto your clit. The feeling is too much, too sharp, but he doesn't let go, forcing you to get used to it. He likes the way you trash against the mattress, his hand holding you down. And when you start to desperately hump his face he'll get vocal , groaning and grunting.

He won't hold you down anymore, letting you use his mouth as you wish. He's humping the bed, imagining that he's buried inside your pussy, creaming around his cock. And you're begging for it, like your life depends on it, pleading to feel him, to cum with him. When you do cum, he'll start kissing your thighs, occasionally giving a peck to your sensitive cunt. He'll feel you up and trace every patch of skin he can reach. He'll end up laying on top of you, kissing you deeply, your face in his hands.

He'll start rolling his hips, making you part your legs so that he can guide his dick inside. It can barely fit without slipping. You don't mind, it's when he's the kindest, most loving. It's when he has to move slowly and build up his orgasm for a while, focusing more on you and how much you mean to him. Kissing your cheek, whispering the happiest shit that would probably make him sick to his stomach on any other occasion.

He always fills you up. He can go a few times before his cock refuses to get up again. He doesn't cum a lot but it's enough for you to feel every wave and hot spurt and the tiniest twitch of his little dick when he reaches his high.

He loves when you worship his cock. He thought he would be annoyed at the sight of it being completely covered just by one of your hands, but the way your face lights up whenever the small thing pulses in your hand feeds his ego. You're tentative, completely focused and enamored with the precious sight. He leaks so much thin pre cum, and after two or three pumps his cock is already nice and glossy, sliding in and out of your tight fist with ease.

He times his breaths, always focused on not cumming too early...he wants you to enjoy him like he enjoys you. So it doesn't matter that his muscles end up sore from flexing and tensing up, palms adorned with small moonlight creases from his own nails. You figured early on that pulling and tugging on his balls makes him whine the prettiest. And when you know he's about to cum, you can just flick them a few times with your fingers and he's creaming all over your fist, thrusting into it until he's fully milked.

Makes you lick it all up, even the small droplets that trailed down his taint.

He loves tasting himself on your tongue. He cleans up your mouth, savoring it, humming against your lips. He'll make out with you for a good few minutes until he's sure there's nothing left.

You have to drag his ass to the shower before he falls asleep, because he is not bothering to get up once he's nice and comfy.

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[crackinwise]

Mondo having a thing about coating Taka with hickeys and Taka having a thing about very much enjoying the process is a good headcanon I've seen used several times, in both fic and art.

I see it causing an issue for them at least once.

Kiyotaka has the syllabus and upcoming events memorized before he and Mondo have a "session" so he won't be caught broadcasting his love life unwelcomed. Besides, he always fears he'll be accused of being hedonistic and immoral just for using some free time to feel wanted by the man he loves.

Meanwhile, Mondo knows to keep it below the uniform collar, but that's a lot of fair game there. After one night where they get carried away, Taka's torso from the base of the neck down looks like a leopard. Taka looks like he lost a fight with an octopus. But it's fine because a)Taka wanted it, and b)he can still look presentable in public with them covered.

But, the next day at gym, the class is told the schedule had to be rearranged and everyone is to head up to the pool. Taka instantly panics.

As everyone starts walking, he grabs Mondo's arm and pulls him to the back of the group.

"Mondo," he hisses, "I can't go to the pool!"

"Why?"

Taka fully despairs for a brief second. "If I take off my uniform, everyone will see the marks you've made!"

The caveman part of Mondo's brain makes his chest want to swell with a mixture of pride and possession, but it plummets down to become a lead ball in his stomach the instant he notices the unshed tears and fear in Taka's large eyes.

"It's okay. S'okay, I'll figure somethin out. Let's just get goin," Mondo promises him.

He can't let Taka feel humiliated. He mostly trusts his classmates by now--Taka would never have another middle school experience--but this wasn't a couple hickeys to get teased over and laugh off. Their peers' first reaction might be to get Taka a bodyguard and Mondo a muzzle. The teacher might investigate; Taka's dad might be called. Mondo shakes away the mental image of a mortified Taka and tries to actually problem solve.

He couldn't picture Taka sitting the period out on the bleachers and risk being a bad class leader. Taka could lie about feeling sick or needing somewhere else to be to work on his Talent, but he wouldn't. Taka wouldn't forgive him for pulling the fire alarm either. He didn't know of any clubs Taka could help at this hour. Would anything at the pool hide him when they got there?

Mondo's head snaps up with an idea and he walks faster to catch up with the classmate who made swimming pools her domain. "Asahina!"

Hina stops hopping around excitedly next to Sakura and turns to address him. "Mondo? What's up?"

He starts to whisper while also glaring at any classmates daring to curiously rubberneck. "I need a favor. Do ya have one of them, like, swim shirts? Y'know, surfers and shit wear 'em?"

"A rash guard?"

"Sure."

Hina frowns, apologetic. "No, I never thought to bring one here since the pool is indoors." She gives him a once-over. "And I'm not sure we'd be the same size."

"It's not...for me." Mondo rubs the back of his neck anxiously. He makes sure to keep his voice low. "It's for Taka."

"Since when does Ishimaru prefer a rash guard while swimming?" Kyoko asks, suddenly appearing on Mondo's other side, startling him.

"Holy fuck! Who who asked you?!" he yelps.

"You're not as quiet as you think you are," she helpfully warns them. "Here, let's walk to the side a bit."

The three step to the outside of the pack of students to continue talking a bit more covertly.

"Now, Oowada, what's this about?" Kyoko asks, eyes sharp.

Yeah!" Hina loudly whispers back. "Is Taka all right? Him asking for cover is concerning, ya know!"

Mondo's defensive annoyance threatens to flare up. "He's fine, but he can't go in the pool today. I can't tell ya why, so don't ask."

Maybe if another teacher needed help, but Mondo didn't know of any and unless one walked down the hall, he couldn't beg them. Or the headmaster!

"Oi!" Mondo's outburst causes Hina to jump. He lowers his voice once again, "Kirigiri! I need ya to ask yer dad if he has anythin he can call for Taka to work on. Like, now, for the whole period."

Kyoko's cool eyes narrow at him. He knows she's still trying to suss out his motives.

"If it were just for you, I'd demand more of an explanation, but this is for Ishimaru, right?" Even as she asks, she has her phone out, texting the headmaster. Mondo catches a glimpse of her text starting with "URGENT" and feels a wave of appreciation.

Finished, she looks from her phone back to Taka, still uncharacteristically silent and walking yards behind everyone else. She notes how he's hugging himself and darting his unfocused eyes around.

"Hmm." Her hand is up to her chin in thought. "Well, all we can do is wait for my father to answer me or make an announcement on his own. I could always just lie and say my father requested him."

"Y'know damn well he'd hate that and give us both detention when he found out," Mondo gripes. He understands why Taka refuses a little dishonest help, but it's still frustrating as hell sometimes.

"Yes," she agrees, her voice was as level and confident as always, "but that depends on how much he'd rather be tricked than show off your love bites."

"Right? Damn."

Hina, still close by and listening, covered her mouth to muffle a giggle.

Then Mondo's steps faltered. "HEY!"

His shout echoed around the hall, causing a few students to eyeball them. Makoto was clutching his chest, about ready to imitate a fainting goat.

Kyoko didn't so much as blink though. "It's as if you forget who I am. But don't worry, I'll take all the blame for lying to Ishimaru if it comes to that."

"Thanks," Mondo sighs out. "If you two didn't help, I was gonna pay Hiro to predict a pool disaster big enough to stall."

That causes Hina and Kyoko to realize the severity of the situation might be more than simple awkwardness.

"You know Hiro would try to charge you, like, hundreds of dollars for that," Hina says, worried. "Maybe thousands. Is Taka really that embarrassed by a hickey?"

Mondo swallows thickly but doesn't answer. He feels incredibly guilty. He feels like a danger to Taka's reputation for a new reason than the usual ones that sometimes haunt him. He knows hormones and his lack of self-control are a bad mix, but add in Taka enthusiastically praising his mouth, and he has zero hope of restraint.

They arrive at the changing rooms for everyone to switch into their swimsuits before going to the pool. The other students file inside while Mondo, Hina, Kyoko, and the trailing Taka hang back.

When Taka stops in front of them, his wide eyes finally focus on Mondo. He glances at the girls then says, hopefully, "Any, um, ideas?"

Mondo worries Taka is going to have a panic attack with the way he's breathing and clutching his blazer closed. As if the marks were magically visible through his uniform shirt too.

Kyoko brings her phone screen up to her face to check for a reply, then shakes her head at Mondo. Hina wrings her hands.

Deciding he's just going to kidnap Taka for the rest of the day and risk his boyfriend never speaking to him again, Mondo starts to grab Taka's arm.

The P.A. system squeaks on. "ISHIMARU, YOUR ASSISTANCE IS NEEDED IN THE HEADMASTER'S OFFICE, PLEASE!"

All four friends sag with relief. Hina does a little cheer, gives them a thumbs up and skips into the girl's changing room. Kyoko nods at Mondo's thankful expression and follows her inside.

Taka runs his fingers thru his hair, laughs bubbling out of him. He has no idea what had happened to save him, but he wasn't going to question it just now. He squeezes Mondo's wrist once with his left hand and smiles to convey he was never upset with his partner about the situation. Then he proceeds to speed-walk to the office.

Mondo's frayed nerves want him to break the rules and embrace Taka, but his impulsive actions have caused enough problems today. He turns to go get changed for the pool, his caveman pride starting to return after helping to protect his Kiyotaka.

Following this, Taka didn't let them have another "session" for a month, and when he did he made contingency plans to be nowhere near the pool for a full week.

[storm-cloud-lightning]

OMG Poseidon! I love that movie! and the remake! and of course they doing a remake episode of it omg that therapist about to get the Athena I told you so hehee

Oh good Natalia is gone! And Christopher has a date aww OMG A PLAYER and he asked Buck to parent him omg awww damn it's about his mom

Bobby and Athena really do only deal with chaos

WAIT I WAS JOKING ABOUT POSEIDON REMAKE

OMG THERE'S TOMMY wait Hen knows him???? WAIT he was that guy!??? ew hold on I'm gonna have to go back IDR which one he was but all of them were kinda terrible to Hen in the beginning

I love how they totally do unrealistic shit like this but somehow ground it later like in the aftermath ya know?

I really thought TommyxBuck would be more of a slow burn but they JUST met. and omg him and Eddie are friends taking flights to Vegas?? and Buck being jealous of them spending time together. and then saying Tommy and Eddie are alike and then dating Tommy??? and Eddie "just clicking" with Tommy???

HOLY shit Harry is big! And a different actor??

OMG Buck is sooo jealous OMG he hurt Eddie! wow they standing very close and I recognize this scene OMG THERE IT IS

wow I literally took my headphones off I could not listen to Buck during that whew. Wait wait Eddie and Marisol are moving in together?? That seems hella fast how long has it been?? and now she's a nun lmao and they rolling it back of course

this feels so speed run (as usual) why is it already the wedding oh wow are they doing the Hangover lmao

OH NO wait wait I didn't think this thru now I have to wait for new episodes???

I sped ran this show like this show speed runs months and now I have no idea what to do with my life.

9-1-1

Welp. I've been thinking about starting the show because it's EVERYWHERE on AO3 and I've started to get tired of filtering it (I have watched a surprising number of things for only this reason) but now I guess I *gotta* watch it. Damn. What a Hardship. /s

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 268: Please Don’t Tap on the Glass

Previously on BnHA: Dabi revealed his true identity to Hawks! His real name is actually [sound of semi truck horns blaring]. What’s that? You didn’t hear me? I said it’s [sound of dolphins chattering]. You really need to listen better. Anyway, so Dabi set Hawks on fire a bunch of times, and Hawks had some flashbacks indicating that Endeavor saved him when he was a small child, and just when it was starting to look like we might get our second tragic death chapter in a row, Tokoyami showed up to defend his mentor! Meanwhile in Jakku, Miruko remembered that even though kicking ass is fun and she’s really good at it, she still had a job to do, so she sped off toward Ujiko’s little hideaway, getting stabbed and impaled a bunch of times along the way and losing an ear and shit (I very much look forward to the cyberpunk robot-limbed Miruko 2.0 that we had better fucking get once this arc is over). Fortunately Endeavor showed up to help her out! Anyway, so absolutely no one was talking about this last week, but the chapter totally ended with Miruko about to bust open Tomura’s bacta tank with a badass roundhouse kick, so, uh. Shit might be about to go down you guys.

Today on BnHA: Shit does indeed go down, but at a very languid pace. Ujiko apparently built Tomura’s holding tank out of Nokia phones and kevlar, so even though Miruko gets a few good kicks in, she ultimately doesn’t do more than just crack it. So now the tank is just standing there leaking ominously while Ujiko sobs for no reason and we all ponder whether or not a 75%-charged Tomura will be any less doom-harbinging than the full-fledged deal. In the meantime we’ve got Girl Noumu thinking strategic thoughts and chucking acid at peeps; Crust still doing absolutely nothing; Endeavor not doing that much better to be honest; and Mic and Aizawa ready and raring to go kill the old man who turned their dead buddy into a sentient Einstein-Rosen bridge. Obviously I’m all in favor of this last bit, but I’m also on team “Mic and Aizawa not dying horribly” though, so. I do have some concerns here.

full disclosure, I’m very sleep-deprived for various reasons related to various things which can be broadly summed up as Just 2020 In General. so anyway, I’m dealing with it, but I’ve noticed that my rate of typos and errors and such has shot waaaaay up in this past week or so, so I’m just putting that out there that you may find some weird shit in this post! maybe I will write the same sentence maybe I will write the same sentence multiple times, or or the same word twice in a row by mistake, or use the completely wrong word. you are more than welcome to point this out and I will not take any offense and will indeed be grateful because I’ve apparently gone blind to it all! anyway so how are you I hope everyone is well

anyway! the chapter is early (god for all I know it’s been out for hours already. HOW FAR BEHIND AM I) so I’m recapping it early so that I will have more time to play Animal Crossing and fish and craft all of my troubles away. speaking of which Horikoshi, you had better not bring me any troubles this week, I am not in the mood do you hear

good fucking lord

is all of that Miruko’s blood??!? god, she’s even better at bleeding than everyone else. now hold up all you excited vampires, you all can get in line, I was here first

by the way Endeavor, I gave you a pass last week because your entrance was so fucking raw and you saved my girl’s life and that was really neat my man. but now that I’ve recovered from my shock and awe and am ready to be sarcastic once more, I just want to say... welcome to the party, guy. did you stop for drive-thru on your commute from the other side of the planet. were you simply not immune to the bizarre 5th dimensional time-stands-still effects of March 2020. are you curious at all how your son has changed during these past 20 years, and by “son” I am referring not to Dabi, but Shouto. are you looking forward to meeting all of Shouto’s children. are you excited to be a granddad. anyway thank you so fucking much for finally making your way down to this lair with all the speed and haste of a federal appeals process

and I see Crust is still fighting this guy after six decades

(ETA: I would be more upset about the scan quality here, but let’s face it, nobody actually cares about seeing this in HD. I’m sorry Crust.)

and we’re really expected to believe this is the very next ranked hero below Miruko. could it be that the hero ranking system is actually flawed. don’t tell me. I’m just as shocked as you are

seriously??

are we really going to stop and chat with Geriatric Hero: Crust over here. really. far be it from me to tell you how to do your job, Number One. but I’m just saying, I’m pretty sure he does still have... let’s just check... one... two... yep, two arms. not that I’m saying your system for prioritizing which of your fellow heroes to help out should be based off of the number of arms they have. but also I am saying that

OH SONNY BOY

is that a two-page panel of Aizawa Hatake Kakashi Shouta and his loyal husband Screaming Man leaping into the fray to take on some high end Noumus with their bad and sexy selves. I think that’s exactly what it is. are we blessed or are we blessed. Aizawa I’m pleased to see you haven’t aged a day and are looking just as fine as ever in this the year 2045

oh wow Endeavor I thought you had incinerated it

why wouldn’t you incinerate it. please incinerate it. did you not learn your lesson. please don’t start taking your cues from Dilly Dally Hero: Crust over here

oh wow

and yet Miruko was kicking all of their asses like they were made of plywood. really though guys. only number five. okay

Aizawa’s shouting that he wasn’t able to erase that last Noumu who was impaling Miruko because his vision was obstructed. that’s okay Aizawa, that’s why Endeavor is hopefully about to incinerate him

oh snap here we go

again, one has to wonder what kinds of interactions with rabbits Horikoshi has had in his troubled young life so as to influence his writing of Miruko’s quirk in such a way. did you at some point get rabbits confused with... I don’t even know. polar bears?! not that I’m fucking complaining holy shit

anyway, so just a friendly reminder that if Miruko dies here I will in fact push the button which triggers the hidden ejector seat built into Horikoshi’s office chair. he will be missed. but he had a good run

ho lyyyyyyy shit

so... Miruko I love you but... then why would you break the fucking vat apart with your moon-powered legs. Miruko. Miruko are you listening. oh shit she’s missing an ear I forgot. oh shit. oh shit

MIRUKO I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BUT WHY THE FUCK DIDN’T YOU JUST KICK THE BALD MAN IN THE LAB COAT INSTEAD goddammit well it’s been nice knowing y’all

well then. so this is happening. this is really happening. at least she saved us all from having to face the 100%-charged world-ending Tomura somewhere down the line. instead all we have to do is face the 74%-charged Tomura right fucking now. so that’s. ...I wonder how Tokoyami is doing

holy shit!

leave it to Girl Noumu to be the smart one. for a minute I thought maybe Ujiko had given her Ragdoll’s long-lost quirk. but then I realized that this isn’t a quirk at all, this is just her being smart and using her Big Noumu Brain. anyway so I’m preemptively sorry for having to root against you, Girl Noumu

so now she’s pondering how to disable Aizawa’s quirk. meanwhile I just remembered that we haven’t seen her quirk yet I think. please let it be something good

oh snap she ran away and made it out of Aizawa’s sight range oh fuck

the fuck is up with this thicc fucking Girl Noumu page I can’t tell wtf is going on

LOL OH SHIT

NOT TO WORRY GUYS SHE’S JUST SHOOTING BIG GIANT GLOBS OF ACID AT EVERYONE. can anyone tell if Endeavor has incinerated this Noumu yet down in the middle panel on the left. what is the fucking holdup

and now there’s a big double page of Miruko shattering Tomura’s Noumu Vat, and I can’t quite tell, but it looks like her eyes might be rolling back in a way which I decidedly do not like

(ETA: nah on closer inspection we’re good.)

didn’t she just do this like four pages ago. and how the hell did Tomura suddenly jump from 74% to 75% in like .2 seconds

oh thank god she’s still awake. but now she’s being dragged back now by the Noumu’s bone appendage things because Endeavor SERIOUSLY CANNOT GET HIS FUCKING ACT TOGETHER LONG ENOUGH TO FUCKING LIGHT ITS BRAIN TO ASHES ALREADY, LIKE SERIOUSLY THOUGH. WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL OF THAT TALK ABOUT THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING FAST AND THE DIFFERENCE A SPLIT SECOND MAKES

Miruko if we make it out of this alive, I’m promoting you to number one. Fatgum will be number two. the only two pro heroes in this arc who have actually impressed me at all. shame on the rest of you. shame

so now somehow or some way Miruko is being flung into Endeavor at the speed of light

I don’t understand this at all. did the Noumu retract those bone whips back into its body superfast while dragging Miruko back with them and somehow it managed to avoid being hit by her projectile body but Endeavor took the impact straight on. this doesn’t make any kind of sense to me with my admittedly rudimentary understanding of physics. but then again it is a fucking manga so I’m not about to call NASA and ask them if this could really happen. so this was a waste of a paragraph I guess!! my bad!!

swear to god this is like the fifth panel of Ujiko just screaming. please just stop. what do you have to be worried about anyway? although if Tomura suddenly went crazy upon awakening and just straight up killed you for no reason, that sure would be delightful! that wouldn’t happen, though. or would it

WHAT IS THIS FUCKING FISH TANK MADE OF

IS THIS A TUBE OF GLASS OR A FUCKING FALLOUT SHELTER

ENDEAVOR I’M GLAD YOU’RE CONCERNED ABOUT MIRUKO BECAUSE I AM TOO, AND ALSO IT’S ALWAYS NICE TO SEE THAT YOU DO HAVE A HEART, BUT ALSO MAYBE JUST LEAVE HER FOR NOW THOUGH, SERIOUSLY??

though on the other hand it’s already too late to stop this inevitable tide, so maybe at this point they should all just get the fuck out of there instead. at least Miruko did her fucking job and saved you all from having to face the invincible unstoppable version. that’ll be a real comfort to everyone when he’s out laying waste to the countryside, I’m sure. but still

-- oh no

the boys heard that. listen you guys, I want Ujiko to die as much as anyone, but I’m gonna need you to not go anywhere near Shigaraki fucking Tomura now or ever. please. do you hear me?? you two still have both of your ears goddammit I want some acknowledgement

-- NO!!!

(ETA: is that. a fucking Tomura dialogue bubble. something stirs in the east. a sleepless malice. the eyes of the enemy are moving.)

THE MANGA GIVETH AND THE MANGA TAKETH AWAY nooooo from 20 pages last week back down to the usual 17. I got spoiled. I expected too much. sob

so now we settle in to wait two weeks to see if Mic’s piercing tones can shatter this fucking adamantium tank like a wine glass. I’m not sure I’m ready for the Noumuraki Tomuracalpse you guys. then again by this point I’m braced for just about anything though so bring it

[neo-shitty]

toffee!

ah yeah, i think quarentine has given people some opportunity to actually just sit with the person they are, rather than be rushing around for the person they want to become. its good you got smth good out of isolation! ah thats great! hope you had fun and ur partner in crime speeds back home so you can get out more hehe.

ah yeah ty, good suggestions.

hmm good point, i was sort of putting it separate to the whole not-sexualising thing, but yeah. mmm yeah i totally agree, some of the enhypen fics/imagines *shudder* and even reading innie stuff is just a bit *icky* cos everyone still thinks of him as our agi ppang. yeah def would be good but sadly this just seems to be the world we live in. :(

ah yes the holy masterlist (not sarc) i have actually read in the rain and gladius maximus before, but ill go look for in class! oooh thats good! character development lol. hmmmm yes champagne problems was the angst to end all angst, that shit hurt. it was actually one of the first of your fics i read and i recall almost crying over the whole thing, it was so heartbreaking, i can see how it almost made you want to drop angst. good that youve allowed yourself some lee-way tho :)

hehe thats so cool. okay here we go, ill try not to be mortally offended (/hj)

cheese - yes same, i liked it but that was all there was, it wasnt a super standout track. it was rlly underwhelming for me but some of the hook is super catchy so there is Redemption (tm) in store for cheese maybe

thunderous - mmm, yeah at first i totally agreed, i think they suffer from too much good music syndrome, that all their other tracks are such fucking bops its hard to stay at that level of perfection. the choreo was beautiful tho and tbh, the track has grown on me since ive been watching all the vids abt it. its my brothers favourite track

domino - YES GODAMMIT IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE TITLE TRACK. the raps, the vocals, the vibes, the fucking domino sound in the back? i would have streamed that shit on repeat. but tbh, as good as it is, it doesnt have that sort of grandness/oomph that skz seems to like in their title tracks so i can see why they chose thunderous (tho domino would have been so good) *sigh*

ssick - yeah same, not my fave track by a long mile, the crowd cheering was a ?strange? choice and the chorus was a bit bare/empty, plus like i mentioned earlier, it was kinda funny to me for some reason but ill still play it if im playing thru the whole album

the view - ahh one of those not like other girls (/j) i honestly think its just a good party song, just a bop to play in the background when nobodys rlly paying much attention. its pretty generic pop music but catchy

sorry, i love you - hehe yeah i thought it was going to be sadder as well, but i rlly loved the fact that they all just got to sing, which almost never happens, i dont think ive heard felix sing for a long time, so i enjoyed it. wasnt rlly a standout track but i just casually like it. looking forward to the fic haha

silent cry - this song i swear, some bits are rlly good and then others are just? why?? it does sound like a dance song tho idk. definitely not one of my faves either

secret secret - YES its so good! its such a chill song and i love their vocals in it. the combination of lo-fi/fake strings backup stuff and their heavenly vocals just makes it *chefs kiss* im listening to it rn and just... its so beautiful. it gives me pumped up another day vibes ya know? like my pace is edgy get cool, this one is energetic another day i feel like. overall i love it

STAR LOST - ah thats so cool! i didnt know that! on first listen this song had a similar vibe to secret secret but then the beat came in and ahh its such a good song. i can totally imagine them putting this song to a concert footage vid, this song is so sweet.

red lights - LMAO YES ITS SO AWKWARD WHY DOES IT GO ON FOR SO LONG ah thats good! yeah good point, its quite intense hehe. but that is my fave trope and this is lowkey my favourite track on the album so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ just the combination of hyunjins and chans voices, the backing music, the lyrics ahh red lights my beloved

surfin’ - yes lmao its always a shock, i feel like they should have put gone away in between them, but its such a fun cute song, i cant get rlly mad. yeah, as an aussie i think im contractually obligated to like beaches lol. sand im not such a fan of, but my familys rlly into fishing and my brother loves bodyboarding so we stay at a beach house at least twice a year and we live like 5 mins from 3 different beaches (hehe all aussie cities are on the coast lol) so thats cool. do you like beaches?

gone away - ah gone away my beloved, i love this song sm, its just so pure and showcases their vocals and lyrics so well. yes the pitch change is very out of the blue, i feel liek they went directly from seungmins soft vocals to hans powerful ones which was an interesting choice, but hey, im not complaining

wolfgang - YES IKR ah im so happy he got to be included in that era and song. yeah its such a full on song i cant rlly listen to it if im in a quiet mood but its very motivating :)

hehe mood, i hope they do! ahhh no rest, but at least you wont have to pull a blink and wait a year for any word from the group lol. im not rlly into nct but im excited for them! ah hopefully youll be able to sneak some rest into that chaotic schedule, with enhypen (idk if u stan but yeah) squeezed into it haha

<3 w.a. 🐺

i wheezed at partner in crime, it reminded me of smth. i have a lee know fic in the drafts that i wrote 'in honor' of him (and his departure-ish). i'll tag you when i finish it, if you want. it's a rather hilarious one.

oh my god. based on my experience on the collabs i've joined before, writing explicit shit for '01 & '02 is not accepted (nct's maknaes) but with enha's hyung line '01 & '02 somehow it's okay? i do a double take every time i see fics like those i mean, technically, it's legal but still what the fuck. maybe it's just not for me at the moment. not at us venting our frustration about this. it's just something that's so accepted here that i am (in all honesty) slightly uncomfortable about. but oh well. that's kpop writerblr for you.

man i could've linked all the fics in the ask instead so you wouldn't have to go looking for them! i think i saw you like in class the other day (the fic i renamed into sharp-tongued, god it took me a while to remember the new title). describing champagne problems as an angst to end all angst is one way to put what i was feeling back in december. it just hurt to write and admit?? if that ever happened to me i would prolly cry :d

okay back to the album talk! i love how you answered with more thoughts. i love exchanges like these! i am a victim of the cheese hook and it's now one of my favorite tracks in the album. PLS, TOO MUCH GOOD MUSIC SYNDROME. that's on our self-producing kings 😌💅 also, your brother has taste! as i am typing this, domino's currently playing in my head and i realized that too, that it doesn't have that 'vibe' of a skz title track. honestly, this could be a title track of another group. ssick is starting to grown on me because i found the beats cool kdjsk not the not like other girls 😭 the view is the generic pop that i don't like but i get why a lot of people enjoy it. sorry i love you scratches a certain itch that i find myself singing the first few lines every time i remember it. i too would want to hear felix sing more!

> a mini junction on the album talk bc i got side tracked. on that topic, i want skz to switch positions at some point like i know those allrounders are capable of doing so. specifically, i want to hear seungmin rap!!!! (yk in the recent weekly idol he talked faster than changbin in a challenge and changbin is like the fastest rapper in kpop that's active atm if im not mistaken. my dandy boy has some potential and i want it UNLEASHED.)

back to album talk. silent cry is basically sad music to twerk to. secret secret is definitely one of my favorite tracks :( i loved how you compared the tracks HAJSAH i burst out laughing bc yk what, you're right! i want to make a star lost edit of skz but i simply do not have the time i want to cry. i love the song so much. ok, my dreaded track, red lights. idt i have played the track since we last talked. my friend sent me the lyrics tho and i'm itching to write a twisted au out of it. idk if you're comfortable with yandere but somewhere along those themes. the obsessive type of love that's sweet at first but turns rotten. IMAGINE IF THEY PUT GONE AWAY BETWEEN ASHJA it's like going from 50 shades to the notebook.

i was about to ask if you lived near the coast and you literally mentions it here god im so stupid. yes i LOOOOOOOOOVE beaches so much. living in an archipelago is fun :( i live in a part of the country that's more island than city so every time i want some vitamin sea it's accessible. i heard the waves in australia are great :( anYWHOOO gone away :(( every time it plays im compelled to skip it because it makes me sAD AND NOWADAYS I DONT HAVE THE TIME TO BE SAD. contrary to you, i dislike my quiet moods because i tend to overthink a lot.

i have this little analogy about how there are stays that enjoy songs the generic pop + mellow songs and then there are other stays that enjoy the noisy tracks. in my mind, it's like a perfect balance that makes me feel like all the tracks are loved in the end. just by different people.

PULL A BLINK. bro i fucking hate yg entertainment. they have the biggest kpop girl group LOCKED in their basement when they could be (and i mean this in the most business-like way not morally) milking money of the quad. they're yg's biggest hope at not being bankrupt atm so it's a damn fucking mystery to me as to how they aren't doing anything. (jk i just realized lisa solo album soon, but i still need a ot4 cb hELLO)

i stopped looking forward to the teasers. rest > kpop boys. i don't want to sound like a cult member but have you tried checking out nct? are they just not your thing? (i get it tho, that's one hard group to get into). and yes i do stan enhypen!

wow i love how long these asks are! they're like online penpals. but i also want to ask about you! how have you been lately? are you feeling okay both mentally and physically? how's the weather there? do you have anything that you want to talk about? maybe an interesting book you read? feel free to bring up anything you want to share! i'm getting conscious about talking about myself HAJHSJ

and yet another long answer B) i am sooo sorry T___T should these ask exchanges feel draining to you, feel free to stop sending them in AAAA

[nickysurfer28]

Hot sessions: man cave part 2

This one is for @denisemarieangelina she wanted to have a Nomad Steve Rogers visit her this time in the man cave. Lol 😂 Just has you requested my lady. Here you go. You might need a fan. FYI.

Warning ⚠️: 18+ only , smut , fluff, nudity, etc.

Pairing : Densie (female reader) x Nomad Steve Rogers (infinity war)

It was finally Friday and after a long week of tropical storms and hot humid weather Denise couldn’t wait to retreat to your husband’s man cave for Movie night. Tonight, was the night for Avengers: Infinity War. Nomad Steve Rogers was another of your favorite besides Captain America Winter Soldier version. His long fluffy hair and his full beard in effect. All Denise could think about was how hairy his chest and nipples could be under that suit of his.

“I could just picture that man’s sexy hairy chest.” She quickly snapped back into reality. She finishes setting the movie on the Xbox and quickly text the girls on the chat room.

Chat room:

Denise: hey ladies, I’m all set up and ready to go! I’m just going to make popcorn really quick. I’ll be back.

Nicky: Okie Dokie

Dalia: okay momma

Shannon: take your time!

Tanya: no rush!

Denise headed into the kitchen to quickly make your popcorn. Just as she was about to pour the popcorn into the bowl your kitchen started shaking like an earthquake was happening.

“What the hell is going on!” She went to check outside but no signs of destruction anyway.

“That’s weird” She continued her way back to the man cave with the popcorn.

Just as Denise entered the man cave there stood this tall figure. She dropped the bowl of popcorn to only notice it was Steve Rogers.

“Oh ...again?!” Denise stared in awe to notice this time it was nomad Steve Rogers from Infinity War. “Holy shit...”

“Ma’am, I’m sorry to intrude but, where am I?” Steve stood firm with his hands on his utility belt.

“Uh...well you’re in my house.” She just stood there in shock. Her eyes traced his entire body.

“Well, I think I got pulled into some portal and it brought me here... you look familiar?” Steve replied.

“I believe another version came to visit me before,” Denise answered.

“Oh. well I’m Steve Rogers. You are?” Steve replied.

“I’m ... uh. oh, I’m Denise.” She replied.

“Well it’s a pleasure to meet you Denise.” Steve smiled and out his hand out for a handshake.

“Oh. pleasure is all my Steve.” She smiled back and shake his hand.

Denise could tell he looked tired and his suit was worn out. The star on his suit was gone and it looks like he hadn’t showered and eaten properly in days. She wanted to offered him a warm meal and a hot shower. The Italian women in her offering food was just second nature. She couldn’t resist because it was freaking Steve Rogers.

“Would you like something to eat Steve, possibly take a hot shower and maybe I could clean your suit” Denise replied.

Steve almost hesitated at first but the sound of a hot meal and a shower sounded good. “Sure. that would be great.” Steve smiled.

She brought him to the bathroom and showed him where the towels were. Denise left to clean up and told him she would make his meal while he washed up.

“I’ll be out here if you need anything.” Denise replied.

Steve nodded. “Thank you, Denise.”

Denise quickly headed into the kitchen and thought about making pasta. “Oh, I still have leftover spaghetti sauce...I could just make the pasta really quick.” Not long she finished making the pasta, she heated up the leftover spaghetti sauce.

Everything was all done and ready. Steve came out into the kitchen but with just a towel around his waist. Denise stood there in awe of his hairy chiseled body. He had his suit in hand.

“Sorry to come out like this. If you show me where the laundry room is, I can do it myself.” Steve replied.

“Um... uh yeah it’s right down the hallway to your left.” Her face was flushed red from the site of his body.

He smiled. “Thank you. Also is there something I can wear besides this towel.”

“Uh. yes. I’ll ...let ...check.” she stuttered.

“By the way the meal smells delicious.” Steve replied and headed into the laundry room.

She hurried out of the kitchen trying to compose herself. “Wow. that body on that man...I need a fan”

She found shirt and loose sweatpants that look like would fit Steve. She headed over to the laundry room to find Steve turning on the machine and starting the cycle to wash. Your eyes glanced up and down his delicious hairy body.

“Hey. Steve, I found shirt and sweatpants to wear while your suit gets washed.” Denise replied blushing.

“Thank you, Denise, I really appreciate it.” Steve replied.

“Oh. uh. I’ll let you get dressed. I’ll be in the man cave to clean up that popcorn I drop.” Denise replied.

She left Steve to get dressed. He came back to the kitchen and sat at the table. She brought over the hot plate of pasta to him. Steve smiled and happily ate the hot food. He seemed pleased. He offered to clean his plate and she let him since she wanted to go clean up your popcorn spill.

She grabbed the broom and headed into the man cave to clean up the popcorn that dropped on the floor. As she was cleaning, she felt these big hands wrap around her waist. Denise could feel him closing in from behind. Steve rubbed himself against her body. Her eyes widen by the feel of his hard member.

“Steve... um.” Denise replied.

“Did I say you could stop.” Steve replied.

“Oh. so that’s how you want to be. Well” Denise replied with a chuckle.

Denise turned around to face Steve. His face wasn’t please with her actions. She faced him with a big smirky grin. She traced her fingers along his beard down to his chest. He looked deep into your eyes. Her hands keeping wandering all over his chest until she reached for his already hard cock.

“Oh Steve...well. Well.” Denise giggled with excitement.

“Is that a bit much for you Denise.” Steve replied.

She couldn’t help herself any longer. Denise took a hold of Steve and threw him on the other recliner in the room.

“I want to break this chair in now” Denise replied. Without any hesitation you climbed on top of Steve ripping the shirt off and exposing his chiseled hairy chest and nipples. “God... I knew it !!”

Steve helped her out of the shirt, unclamping your bra letting out your large breasts. Steve dove into your chest kissing and sucking your breasts greedily. She laced her fingers thru his long fluffy hair moaning in ecstasy.

“Wow. Steve...ahh.” She yelled with excitement.

“You want this...Denise “Steve replied. “God !!...yesses!!” Denise squealed.

Steve helped her out of her pants and underwear with ease. He ripped the sweatpants off revealing his hard cock bobbing in the air. Denise quickly placed herself on-top of his hard cock. She could feel his thick hard cock feeling up inside. Denise began to ride him like a bucking bronco. Steve matched with her speed and thrusting deep inside as well.

“Oh yes!” She yelled out as she could feel him going deeper and harder with his thrusts. This Steve was different from the last Steve Rogers they visited here. He already been thru so much and more experienced.

“Yeah, take my big hard cock!” Steve grunted loudly.

“Oh Steve...” she squealed loudly.

Steve picked up the pace thrusting faster. She titled her head and arched your back feeling his hands squeeze on her large breasts as he pumped deep inside her. He sucked and nibbled on her nipples making her moan in sweet ecstasy. Denise pulled on his long hair as her hands trace down to his shoulders digging her fingers into his back. He grunted pumping you even more. Denise could feel the hot flush of the climax rising.

“Oh God! Steve! I’m going to cum!” Denise yelled.

“Yes, cum on my cock!” Steve replied heavily breathing. He thrusted faster this time feeling her body ready to climax. He finally spilled his hot seed inside her core. You both just collapsed there in the recliner all sweaty heavily breathing. Steve trying to catch his breathe.

“Damn women ... you were something else.”

“Oh yeah...so were you Steve.” Denise replied trying to catch her breathe.

She cleaned herself up and put on some comfy clothes. Steve finished cleaning up himself and got his suit back on. He met you back in the man cave.

“Well. Denise that was. exciting.” Steve replied.

“Same. here.” She giggled.

Steve kisses you gently on your forehead and gives her a big warm hug. She didn’t want to let go of his warm embrace.

“God this feels so good” She looked up into his blue eyes meeting with his warm smile. Steve kisses Denise gentle on the lips. He lets go and walking thru the vortex and disappears.

She can hear the cellphone beeping somewhere in the room. She quickly finds it on the table. There are over 20 notifications from the girls in the chat room. “Wait until. I tell the girls! this time it was nomad Steve.”

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[hobidreams]

(be warned, this is all over the place lmao)

dearest rain, i have no fucking words. when i saw the warnings for this chapter, i thought that maybe what happened the night they first met would come up in conversation but no. no. you had to hurt me in the best way possible😭😭😭😭😭😭 when i tell u i had to pause reading to just. silently screech. u best believe it because i did!!! i’ve lost track of how many times i’ve reread this chapter because the first time i read it, i was practically speeding through it because i was at the edge of my seat😭 this chapter was just so dynamic, if that makes any sense?? oh my god, i love how vulnerable they were this chapter, both literally and metaphorically!!

and thE ARM TOO

i kinda registered it subconsciously like,, huh. his arm is injured. so was his mom’s. hmm. interesting. buT THEN U POINTED IT OUT AND IT FINALLY CLICKED. THE ARM. HIS LEFT ARM GOT INJURED, AND SO WAS HIS MOM’S LEFT ARM, AND THEY BOTH GOT INJURED WHILE TRYING TO PROTECT THE ONE THAT THEY LOVE AND [clench]

i know i sent an ask about it already but wheW. the sheer genius that is this chapter. i literally had to take a few days to just collect my very scattered thoughts because holy shit rain. it’s AMAZING

and there are two parts that stick out to me the most (but i feel like u meant it that way lol) and is it no surprise that the two scenes that now live in my head rent free are the scenes where they put themselves directly in harm’s way to protect the other?? to cite a specific part though, this part right here:

“[…] and you, you who has never held a weapon before in her life, you who has lived to heal and mend instead of hurt, what can you do right now but to die?”

THIS PART RIGHT HERE OFFICER. THIS PART RIGHT HERE. even now just seeing it, it makes me want to SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS. something about it is just so… haunting. it’s not fear or desperation, really—it’s the quiet realization (acceptance?) of the fact that holy shit, this is where i die.

and the way you could just feel the desperation in yoongi to save her, to keep her from ever getting hurt, ma’am i am speechless😭😭😭

i’ve always known that you’re a fantastic writer, but this chapter… damn. this is you pulling out the big guns. you have gone above and beyond anything i could have possibly dreamt of. it’s just,,, holy shit i’m out of words. that’s it. i’m dead. deceased. eviscerated.

(also, i’m SUPER curious as to what this will mean for their relationship🤔 i really don’t think the people who attacked them will get off scot-free (if there r any survivors lol), but also why do i feel like our dear mc will get into trouble for this🤔🤔🤔🤔)

WHEW DAMN THIS WAS A LONG ONE,,,, ANYWAYS MISS RAIN I HOPE U R WELL!!! I HOPE LIFE IS TREATING U GOOD, AND I HOPE U KNOW THAT EVERY TIME U POST/TWEET ANYTHING RELATED TO CROSS-STITCHING, THE MORE I WANT TO TRY IT TOO🤣🤣 -🌿

BABYYYYY i literally love u this is SUCH a sweet message to send. it meanas so much to me that youre re-reading this chapter bc its a really special one to me so i hope it can be that for you too 😭😭

ahhaha YES THAT LINE omg when i wrote it i really wanted that pain to come thru. i literally sent it to my bf & he was like “wow u wanna hurt ur readers huh” LOOOOL. but yes, that juxtaposition between her position as a healer instead of fighter 😭😭😭😭 and YES ofc i had to highlight the way he was willing to throw it all away for her. he wasnt thinking rationally then. he was just doing what his brain screamed at him to do ahhhhh. WE LOVE YOONGI IN THIS HOUSEHOLDDDDD

thank u so much 🤧 u are so kind babe 💓 this chap definitely pushed me to the extent of my abilities so im glad it came out well ;-;  i hope you enjoy what’s coming up next heheh 👀 ALSO U SHOULD CROSS-STITCH!!! it’s such a fun, relaxing hobby. i really love it ✨

[softstraykidsimagines]

Boyfriend!Hyunjin

A/N: SHE PROTECC

SHE ATTACC

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY

SHE BACC

HI GUYS!!! I’m so happy to be posting again i cry :,)  i hope you enjoy!!!! i;ll be updating as much as i can without rushing too much :D

MASTERLIST

Prepare your wigs peeps

This is gonna make me swerve

I mean

cmon it’s Hyunjin

Let’s do this!

Prince Hyunjin

Is actually smooth af with his crush

He'll complement you whenever he gets the chance

Or gives you food

Basically your knight in shining armor

Ye, that’s not what actually happens

He's smiling like an idiot and about collapse when he’s with you because HE'S FREAKING OUT OK

So freaking nervous his heartbeat is always up when he’s with you

You sometimes think he’s about to have a heart attack and you’re not stupid you know why lmao

Same for when he confesses

At first he’s pretty calm about it

Just casually asked if you wanted to see a movie with him some time

“Like... a-as more than friends?”

You'd kinda expected it so you weren't too shocked when he asked you

So you said yes

Duh

And he does a double take

"Wait.... Are you serious? You want to?"

"Well yeah?"

"WHAT WHY"

Was good with flirting but didn't actually think you'd go out with him smh

Now every minute he just contemplates the fact that he has you

And he still can't believe it

Like shit dude

He’s with the y/n

You never feel unloved when you're with him

He loves going for long walks, just to talk and relax

Why does it sound like he's a dog here lmao

Will always take as many pictures of you as his phone storage will allow, his camera roll is stuffed with pics of you

Will insist on going to the park for a picnic, he just loves you and the sunshine

He loves to quietly slide your hand into his

But he always ends up giggling because he’s so giddy about being with you

Has to take a moment to charge up his courage before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek

He then goes an unreal shade of scarlet as he covers his face, muttering that he ‘can’t believe that he actually did it’! 

It takes him a while to finally gather up the courage to properly kiss you

Like.... a very long time

You were starting to get worried that he didn’t actually like you

Maybe he was just too nervous to tell you that it wasn’t working for him

buT NOPE

On one certain date, Hyunjin had prepared a cute little dinner on the practice room floor

He was so apologetic about the poor setting, but finally had stopped saying sorry when you’d told him for the 2376129th time that you were having fun

At some point, he just went uber silent, watching you not in a creepy way

You eventually noticed, and just stared back

“What?”

He didn’t say anything, but his eyes did widen a wee bit

“What are you lookin at, you’re sorta scaring m-”

He cut you off and just kissed you

BOI YOU WERE SO SHOCKED

Afterwards you both just stared at each other

And then Hyunjin goes all red

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that I’m sorry that was stupid you can slap me if you want!!!!”

“Bruh why would I want to slap you?!”

“You don’t hate me?”

facepalms for days

You meet the other boys only a few minutes later

Go figure

You’re talking casually, the embarrassment from the kiss wearing off

They all come stampeding into the practice room making an ungodly racket

And all go quiet when they realize what they’ve done

Changbin, bless him, tries to reduce the awful level of awkwardness: “*cough* uh hey, Hyunjin.... This must be y/n right?” He waves at you. “We’ve heard a lot about you, Hyunjin never stops talking about you”

He misses the death glare Hyunjin shoots him

Then Jisung

Freakin Jisung, man

Waltzes up: “Hyunjin’s cheeks are really pink”. He gives a cheeky smile. “You didn’t kiss did you?”

The room goes as quiet as a tomb

“OH SHIT YOU DIDN’T ACTUALLY KISS DID YOU????”

Of course Hyunjin completely loses his shit at the sight of you turning a deep red. “GODDAMMIT JISUNG STFU”

Ye your first meeting with SKZ wasn’t the best

But you all bonded rather quickly after

And Jisung buys you little snacks sometimes as an apology for your first awkward meeting

OH GOD THE BOYS ADORE YOU

If you’re ever sick, they always get snacks for Hyunjin to give you

And if you’re really under the weather, they’ll cover for Hyunjin so that he can stay with you and take care of you.

He wraps you in blankets

YOU ARE NOW A BURRITO

And tries to make soup for you

We know what cooking!Hyunjin leads to

You’re chilling on the couch and you suddenly hear a high-pitched scream

You’re up and sprinting to the kitchen at the speed of light still wrapped in a burrito

To find him fanning at a smoking pot

“WHAT THE FUCK HYUNJIN YOU JUST NEED TO HEAT IT UP HOW DID YOU START A MINI FIRE?”

You’re home doesn’t burn down thank goodness

And you end up heating some soup for yourself while Hyunjin watches

And it’s! hilarious! when he’s sick!

He becomes a little ten-year-old istg

But in a really cute way

He doesn’t ask for anything: food, to watch TV etc

Nah he just wants cuddles

The whole damn day

So while you’re struggling to keep a mask on and not getting sneezed on, this idiot is smiling like a puppy if puppies could smile, clinging onto you like a love-filled leach did that sound weird? i think that sounded really weird

i want this tattooed on my face thx

Now idk what this dude is afraid of

Something tells me one big fear would be to lose Stray Kids and the people he loves

And so I think he’d get kinda nervous when you both see less of each other and when he gets busier

You can’t talk as much because of his crazy schedule and with lack of sleep, he starts getting more irritated easier during the little intervals of time you get to see each other

At some point he might snap at you, maybe for no reason at all, and you’ll snap back indignantly

Yeah you love him but you’re not taking any attitude

If things get really bad, he just shakes his head, saying he needs some air

You’ll both give yourselves some space, but eventually Hyunjin becomes terrified that you’re too angry with him to talk again

So he goes to find you and talk

You both hug it out and decide to spent the rest of the day together for more quality time

And it’s totally worth Hyunjin getting an earful from Chan the next day

OK back to fluff quickly quickly

On the days Hyunjin goes somewhere, you sometimes join him in the car ride, tho you’re always super careful to never show your face when he gets out

Gotta stay hidden yknow?

You’ll both send cute little texts throughout the day and OOF just couple goals

You: hey check this out, this is me 2 u *sends heart meme*

Jiiniie<3: oh yeah? well this is me @ u! *sends heart meme with more hearts*

You: boi dont start smth u cant win!

And thus begins the heart meme wars

r they even called heart memes idk

i want this tattooed on my face pt2

We’ve already established that Hyunjin can’t cook for love or money

So if he even steps foot in the dorms’ kitchen

You bet that at least two other of his hyungs will follow for pure supervision

And he is not, under any circumstances, allowed to cook something by himself

And you’re grateful that your safety and world peace had been assured by this rule

Although, you’re allowed to cook together as long as you watch what he’s doing

If anything at all goes wrong, the blame is pinned on you

So it’s natural for you to treat these cooking projects as once-in-a-while occasions

Now when you ask about meeting his parents

Holy Hell

Stutters, clammy hands, flitting eyes, you name it

Hyunjin is so frickin nervous about you meeting his parents oof

You don’t understand why, like hey, how bad could it be right?

But pretty soon you get why Jinnie was nervous

His parents aren’t that trusting within the first hour of knowing you

You guess it might be because of poor past experiences?

Maybe Hyunjin had been judged or dated once too many times just for his looks?

The thought is enough to make you swear by all you know to always treat him like a treasure

You also make a mental note to ask him sometime

Eventually, his parents realize you have pure intentions and they become so much kinder and warmer

They let you know how welcome you are to visit whenever you want, they offer to send you off with some homemade cookies...

And Hyunjin gets so emotional at the beautiful site in front of him that he bursts into tears

Which causes you and his parents to tease and hug him

if you’re thick, let’s just be clear that im making a statement on how you should NOT judge Jinnie purely because he’s good looking, appreciate his talent!

Now, Hyunjin is kinda tall compared to the rest of SKZ hah im joking of course so it’s pure instinct to want to steal his shirts

Don’t lie, if you had the chance, you would take something i see right thru u

And at some point in your life, you stop realizing ‘hey, this isn’t my jumper!’ and just walk around in clothes that aren’t yours

And when this happens, three things follow:

You see a wild Hyunjin crashing through the apartment towards you, yelling happily that ‘that’s my favorite hoodie!!’ he tries to act like he’s angry and fails in 0.0000003 sec

He doesn’t slow down and freakin slams into you at full velocity, knocking you over or off anything you might be sitting on

He proceeds to tickle you mercilessly, until you either can’t breath and turn purple or until you commit an extreme act of violence in the name of self defense

Once this chaotic episode ends, most of the time with both of you are completely knackered and just lying on the floor

You both cool off by just cuddling and watching something on TV

Or reading something together!!!

I can totally see Hyunjin shoving one of his fav books in your face and insisting that you both take turns in reading aloud to each other

And you both react at the same time to shockers in the book, like you start crying together when a character dies who hasn’t had that traumatic experience or you both squeal with joy and hug each other tighter when something great happens

Did I just turn into a puddle of happy goo?

Yes I fuckin did.

I think Hyunjin wouldn’t take that long to tell you that he loves you

That doesn’t mean that he planned anything tho

HAH! Course he didn’t

Probs says it when he can barely think straight

Maybe you’re watching him dance late at night

You’d brought snacks to keep him going ‘cause he was working his ass off

And there you sit, marveling at his skill and fluidity while executing his choreo

You have a talent for hyping Hyunjin up while he dances, cheering when he leaps high into the air, gasping when he performs a complicated move, and aw-ing and his graceful poses ok im done now

When he finishes one of his more dramatic dances, you jump up with glee and tackle him in a hug despite him being sweaty, saying how proud you are

He hugs you back happily and says:

“I should be the proud one, having someone I love so much being so supportive of me”.

You both freeze, still hugging each other

And neither of you move or breathe for a moment

“What did you say?”

“UhhhHHHH NOTHING I SAID NOTHING”

“You said that you love me!”

“WAT NO I DIDN’T I-”

“HYUNJIN I LOVE YOU TOO!!!!”

“N- wait what?”

“I love you, dumbass” same tho

Oof that poor practice room has seen a lot of awkwardness

I’m cracking up just by thinking of how hopeless Hyunjin could become when SKZ are away

“Hey do you guys have a signal and/or data? I wanna Skype y/n and show them the beautiful view”.

*all of SKZ facepalms*

Always taking pictures to show you

In the evenings, you get a frickin cascade of notifications of both photos and messages from the poor boy telling you he misses you like crazy

When Skyping, he asks to see Khami, who you have the pleasure of caring for during his absence

You do question (mentally and then verbally) whether he calls to talk to you or his dog

He never answers the question heh

There’s lowkey a competition between you and Khami for Hyunjin’s affection

When the boys make their flight home, Hyunjin keeps you informed about everything that’s happening

I mean everything:

Jiiniie<3: we’re @ the airport :D     -6h ago

Jiiniie<3: waiting to board!     -5h ago

Jiiniie<3: they’re getting ready to go, i can’t wait to see you!! xxx      -5h ago

Jiiniie<3: will text you when we arrive, love!     -5h ago

Jiiniie<3: JUST LANDED! CANT WAIT TO HUG U     -31mins ago

Jiiniie<3: about to get our luggage!     -Just now

You get the point -_-

When you finally see each other, he runs at top speed to pick you up and spins you around

frickin goals man i feel so sad writing this :,)

He goes public in probably the most aesthetic way that’s physically possible

He posts a bunch of gorgeous photos-

Courtesy of Jisung

-of your silhouettes in front of sunsets

-Pics he took of you laughing during a cafe trip

-Bomb-ass selcas where you’re both lookin hella fine

Just

UGGHHH

SO! AESTHETIC!!!

Naturally, the internet freaks the fuck out

Both of you are kinda nervous about the explosive reaction

There are salty bitches who are telling you to piss off because they jelly

But the huge majority of Stay are crying with happiness and wishing you both well

this better happen in the future im watching all of u

And soon Hyunjin is talking about you on vLives, proud af because y/n freakin rules!

OhmyGod I love Hyunjin

Damn my heart be like < HYUNJIN 3 phew

[missantichrist]

slow motion

Duncan Shepherd x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Drinking, Smut, Spanking, Fem!Receiving Oral, Male!Receiving Oral, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), and idk other kinky shit, be surprised! @langdonsinferno this one’s for u, it has ass biting!

Note: For some reason about halfway thru the time changes to present? lmao idek anymore, also this entire fic was built around this ask I sent in to @wroteclassicaly one night during her kink hour. I knew the moment I sent it I’d have to write about it!

You step into the elevator of the Carlyle Hotel, your Louboutin heels digging into the carpet giving you awful blisters. You barely notice the pain in your feet though, because your headache is much worse. You’d worn yourself out. You were in New York for business and had spent your day in meeting after meeting and you were beat. You hear the elevator ding as you hit the floor of the Bemelmans Bar. One of the most exclusive bars in New York, in one of the most exclusive hotels in New York. You need a drink and your boss had let you use the company card for whatever you needed.

You find yourself sitting at the counter ordering drink after drink, wasting your time away. You didn’t even notice when a handsome young man came and sat next to you. He looked at you a smiled, “Had enough to drink?” he said.

“No,” you quipped back, barely giving away your drunken state.

“Well it looks to me like you have, but, if you insist,” he smiled. “One more of-” he gestured towards you, “-whatever she’s having.” The bartender slid another drink your way.

“Thanks,” you said.

“No problem, but, you’re not getting another one after this one,” he chuckled. You looked up at him, admiring his sharp features. His smile was warm and inviting, and maybe it was the alcohol talking, but he was really good looking too. Like. Really.

“And who are you to decide that,” you said. “I have a black card of my own you know. I don’t need you to buy me drinks.”

“Duncan Shepherd,” he smiled. “And you’re not getting more drinks, because you’re coming up to my room with me.”

You laughed at his boldness. “You, Mr. Shepherd, are a very bold man. Coming in here, telling me what I can and can’t do.”

“Yeah, well people do tell me that my confidence is attractive,” he said. “How about you, miss…?”

“Y/N.”

“Y/N. Do you agree?” He asked, taking a sip of the whiskey he’d ordered.

You looked him up and down, assessing him. “Alright.” You said. “I’ll bite. Show me to your room Mr. Shepherd.”

He smiled and held his hand out for yours, which you gladly took. “Call me Duncan.”

You didn’t know whether or not to trust this Duncan fellow, but you followed him to his room anyway. It wasn’t until he opened the door that you realized he was staying in the empire suite.

“Holy shit,” you gasped.

“Yeah, I know. Pretty nice, isn’t it?” He said.

“Nice??” you giggled, “Duncan you’re staying in the empire suite for fucks sake!”

“Oh, right, sometimes I forget,” he said as he winked at you. “That reminds me!” He gestured for you to follow him to the kitchen. “Why don’t we share some of this?” He said as he held up a bottle of Cristal.

“You’re...kidding. You just met me,” you said, mouth agape.

“Well, sometimes you just have to take chances on people,” he said, popping the cork and pouring you both a glass. “Besides, I have money to burn.”

“I think I’m starting to like you Mr. Shepherd,” you giggled, taking a sip of the champagne.

“You liked me the moment you looked at me,” he said cockily.

“Don’t get too arrogant on me,” you said, trying to sound serious but accidentally slurring your words, causing you both to erupt into laughter.

It wasn’t long before you and Duncan were in your underwear up against the wall in his bedroom, mouths roaming across eachothers bodies, sucking on eachothers necks, exchanging tongues. You noticed he had another bottle of Cristal sitting in an ice bucket on his nightstand. “Where do you get all this money from,” you asked out of breath inbetween kisses, “you a part of the mafia or something?”

Duncan laughed before going back to sucking on your neck, “No,” he captured your lips with his and bit down until he drew blood.

“Ow!”

“I’m the CEO of of the Shepherd Freedom Foundation, Y/N. I thought you’d figured that out when you heard my name,” he laughed.

You licked the blood off your lip, “guess I was too focused on your eyes,” you giggled as you got on your knees and looked up at him, pulling his boxers down so that you were met with his throbbing erection. You licked his tip, causing him to throw his head back in pleasure before taking his full length down your throat, his warm salty skin assaulting your throat with each brutal thrust.

“Shit,” “I’m gonna-” he moaned before he shot his thick load down your throat.

Duncan pushed you down onto the bed and unclasped your bra, kneading your breasts before you felt him pull off your panties and straddle himself over you, his cock already hardening again and leaking with precum, wet with your spit. You saw him glance over to his nightstand.

“What do you say we pop another bottle of champagne, huh?” He asked with a devilish smirk as he gingerly pulled a bottle of Cristal out of the ice bucket he had resting on the nightstand. He pops the cork off and watches in awe as the champagne foams up and drips down onto your exposed chest. “Duncan!” you giggle, “that’s expensive champagne!”

“Oops, my bad, let me clean that up for you,” Duncan said smugly as he brought his head down to your chest and pressed his warm tongue to your chest, lapping up the spilled champagne and rolling your nipples between his fingers. You arch into his touch, moaning as he flicks his tongue over your sensitive nipples, “Duncan, please,” you breathe into his ear.

“I’m not done yet,” Duncan chuckles, meeting your eyes with a piercing gaze as he picks the champagne bottle back up and pours more of the cool liquid over your chest, watching as it travels through the valley of your breasts up to your neck. His eyes focus on your collarbone and he licks his lips. “So fucking perfect,” he murmurs as he pulls you back up on top of him and nuzzles his chin into the crook of your shoulder,  pressing his full lips onto your neck, sucking and nipping at all your sensitive spots, the scruff of his beard tickling your skin.

Your hands move to tangle in his soft brown hair, pulling him closer to you. You feel yourself grow wetter at the feeling of his hard cock pressing into your inner thigh and you grind into him, pulling a throaty groan from his lips. Duncan pushes you back onto the bed and captures your lips with his in a passionate kiss before he starts to work his way down your body, leaving a trail of kisses down your abdomen and up your thighs, marking you as his.

You let out a breathy gasp when you feel his hot breath fan over your leaking cunt. “You’re so ready for me baby,” Duncan whispers against your core as he looks at you, his cool blue eyes blown with lust. You let out another needy whimper, wanting him to touch you so bad.

“Duncan, please,” you breathe out, throwing your head back when he licks a stripe up your folds, tongue delving into your cunt, licking at your clit, lapping up your wetness as if it was some divine nectar, his scruff tickling at your skin.

He continued to lick and nip at your sensitive bud, working you to your climax, your moans getting louder with each flick of his skilled tongue. “Duncan I-,” you moaned as you felt him smile against your skin, “I’m close.”

With that you felt him pick up speed, his tongue delving in and out of you at a devilish pace, his mouth placing hot kisses to your cunt. You feel the coil inside you snap and your hands grab at Duncan’s hair again, holding onto him for dear life as you ride out your intense orgasm. “That’s it baby,” you hear him say. “Cum for me,” he says as he delves back in between your thighs to lap up your release before meeting your lips with his, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

Breaking the kiss, Duncan flips you over so that you’re facing the wall on all fours before bringing his hand down hard on your ass. “Fuck,” you hiss at the pain, inching forward away from him.

“Oh no you don’t,” Duncan says, grabbing your hips and pulling you back towards him, his leaking cock pressed up against your ass. Duncan winces, his cock aching to be inside you and grabs a handful of your ass, kneading it, before reaching across the bed where he threw his belt and grabbing a hold of the $450 strip of leather, running it through his hands before he cracked it against your ass, the expensive leather turning your skin bright red, the logo from the buckle turning into a welt on your skin. Duncan continued to smack down on your cheeks with his belt, the pain slowly turning into pleasure, yelps turning into moans. When he was finally finished he took the belt and ran it up through your folds, gathering your wetness on the leather before tossing the belt aside again.

“Does it hurt?” He asks. You nod, feeling the heat from the welts the belt left on your ass grow. “Want me to make it feel better?” You nod again and Duncan brings his tongue down on your wounds and licks them before biting down on your soft skin so hard he leaves teeth marks. You let out a harsh moan at the foreign feeling, prompting him to continue.

Duncan continued to lick at your wounds and bite your ass before he began planting kisses down your ass and went back to placing sloppy, open mouthed kisses on your cunt before flipping you back over so you were laying on your back again, facing him. He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. You could feel his cock throbbing against your thigh. “Fuck,” he whispered under his breath. “I need to be inside you, now,” he said, lining himself up to your entrance, his precum smearing onto your cunt as he rubbed his tip against you before pushing all the way into you so that his balls were up against your ass. “Fuck you’re so tight,” he moaned, wasting no time setting a brutal pace, fucking into you, moans and grunts falling from his lips uncontrollably as he filled you up. “Fuck you feel so good Y/N,” he grunted, his head falling back as he tried to maintain his composure.

“You fill me up so good, oh fuck,” you said in between breaths, your nails raking across his back. His veiny, thick cock hitting every spot inside you that made you see stars. You two remained like that, joined together, Duncan thrusting into you at a rapid pace, coming almost all the way out before sheathing himself back inside you each time, moans, grunts and expletives falling out of both your lips.

Duncan put his hand on your lower stomach, “fuck,” he gasped. “I can feel myself right here.”

“Duncan I’m gonna cum,” you moaned breathlessly, his cock hitting you in just the right spot, bringing you to your climax.

“Good girl,” Duncan said, bringing his hand down to flick at your clit, tearing moan after moan from your throat. “That’s it. Cum for me, cum for daddy.”

With that you came completely undone, your walls contracting around his thick cock, sending him over the edge. “Fuck,” he groaned as he threw his head back, releasing his thick, hot load into you before stilling and pulling out of you.

Duncan reached over to the bottle of champagne he’d opened earlier and poured you a glass. “So,” he smirked. “Let me know when you want to reconnect for round two.”

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[wildwesternwoman]

hey! if your requests aren’t open just ignore this lol but if not, what about a little drabble where the reader is sick with like a bad fever or something? idk but they’re not sure if she’s going to make it thru the night and the whole gang is worried about her. thank u so much!

This is so old, holy shit. I just saw this! Sorry, friend! But here you go! I hope you’re still interested, and that you like this! If there is anybody that I did not include in this that someone wants to see, let me know! 

This ended up being a gender-neutral drabble, as well! 

Slow Burn (You’re Sick with a Fever) 

The fever had been coming on for about a week now. You had tried to manage, continuing your chores, but not pushing yourself. You’d seen how quick and easy these things took people, and even though your life in an outlaw gang was constantly on the verge of ending, this ain’t how you wanted to go. 

You thought you’d just about kicked it, so you rode out with Charles on a hunting trip. When you lined up a shot on a deer, though, you realized you were not better. You were quite certain there had only been one deer there a moment, before, but now there were two, or maybe three.

“Y/N? Are you alright? You don’t look so good?” Charles called. 

You hadn’t realized you were swaying back and forth. Turning your head to look at him brought on the dizziness. The few seconds after that were a blur as your world started to turn at lightning speed, and then tilt. You had fallen, you soon realized. And Charles had caught you before you hit the ground, thank God. 

You could vaguely make out his face above you, his lips moving, but you couldn’t hear him. 

And then everything went black. 

Charles tried to stay calm, but he was incredibly worried about Y/N. He knew you had been sick the previous week, but he had no idea how bad it had gotten or he would have never let you come out with him. He lifted you gently onto his horse, mounting behind you and holding you up. 

“It’s gonna be ok, Y/N. Just hang on.” 

He wasn’t sure he’d ever rode so fast back to camp. 

Javier and John were on guard duty and even on different edges of camp, they heard the quick hoof beats as Charles rode up. Javier pointed his gun, unsure of who would be coming in that fast if there wasn’t trouble. 

“Who's there?” He called. 

“It's me, I need help! Y/N passed out!” 

Javier lifted you gently from Charles’ horse and carried you bridal style on into camp. He’d never felt anyone so on fire with a fever before. John met him at the edge of camp, uttering a simple “Oh shit,” just at the site of you.

“Dutch!” He yelled. 

“Get Miss Grimshaw!” Charles added. 

You, on the other hand, witnessed none of this. None of the flurry of people passing you around, none of Miss Grimshaw and Abigail forcing the others out while they undressed you to only your undergarments and pressed cool rags to your head and chest as they attempted to cool you. 

In your head, you were in a meadow, surrounded by wildflowers, a cool breeze floating across your skin. It was so nice, it was so peaceful. 

After cooling you down slightly, Grimshaw sent Sean to town to get something, anything, that might help. He was nervous pacing, making everyone else that much more nervous, as well. John and Jack rode along with him. If... If something bad happened, well, Jack didn’t need to be around for that. 

Miss Grimshaw wrapped you tightly in a blanket. 

“We’ve cooled Y/N off a bit, now it's just best if they sweat it out.” 

The gang each took turns sitting with you. Karen filled you in on all the town gossip that she hadn’t been able to tell you, Mary-Beth made up a love story - your love story that you had to live to see - she did it right there on the spot. Abigail just quietly hummed the bars of your favorite song. 

You were still in the meadow. Staring at the bright blue sky. Enjoying the feeling of not being on the run anymore, it’s been a long time since you felt so safe. 

Dutch and Hosea each read to you, from different books that they thought you might like. Hosea gently kissed your forehead before he left. Charles told you that he went back for the deer that you had your sites on, but he didn’t kill it. He knew how proud you were of your hunting skills and you would be proud to tell everyone how you tracked it down and got it again, once you got better. 

You sat up and looked around, taking in the meadow. It was so beautiful. So warm and inviting. You could just stay here forever. But something, something didn’t feel right here. 

When Sean returned, he took his turn sitting with you, also. Telling you jokes and stories of his da’, he knew how you loved to hear them. Javier sang to you and reminded you that you had promised him you would see Mexico one day, you couldn’t leave before you saw Mexico. Tilly quietly sat next to you, sewing. She enjoyed just being around you, doing chores in close, quiet proximity to each other. She, like Hosea, kissed your forehead before leaving. 

The skies at the edges of the meadow began to darken. The wind began to feel more... violent. Not like a cool summer breeze, more like the makings of a tornado. You shivered. 

Lenny sat with you for a time, as well, but couldn’t bear to see you like that. You were like an older sibling, always there with kind, but firm guidance. Always there to grab a drink or just take a walk. What would he do if you left? Sure, he had the gang, but... It wouldn’t be the same without you. These sentiments were echoed by Sadie. It wouldn’t be the same around here without you. You were quick with a pistol when needed, but calm and wise, wise beyond your years, as well. She felt safer with you around. John did, too, though he’d never tell you that. He loved watching you with Jack, the way you were kind and loving with the boy, he’d been trying to imitate you, to do better. He needed you around to teach him. To help him. To be his friend. 

Rain began to fall lightly in your meadow. A summer shower, you enjoyed those. But it seemed like the water only rose. It didn’t seep into the ground and water the flowers and the Earth, it just got higher. 

Even Micah and Bill took their turn sitting with you. Bill played cards and talked. Just talked about everything. His thoughts and feelings, it was nice to just talk, knowing you wouldn’t remember anything he said. He wondered if he could talk to you like this if you pulled through? Would you listen without judging? Micah just stared at you. So this is how easy it can happen, huh? Be fine and dandy one minute, then nearly gone the next. Life was a bitch. 

The rain covered the flowers now and dark clouds hung low overhead. It was up to your knees and you could barely wade your way through it. Is this it? Is this the end? 

Kieran sat with you for a while, under Bill’s watchful eye. Kieran held your hand and promised that he’d take care of your horse until you got better and that you would definitely get better. Y/H/N would miss you too much if you didn’t, and so would he. Arthur took his turn sitting with you in the early hours of the morning. He wasn’t sure what to say or do, so he sketched while you rested. Tried to draw you, alive, healthy, happy. Nothing like what you looked like right now. But his memory didn’t do you justice. Your kindness and love didn’t radiate off the page like it did in person. So he held your hand silently prayed to every God he could think of that you wouldn’t leave them just yet. 

The water was up to your neck now as you floated in a sea of emptiness. You weren’t sure how much longer you could keep yourself afloat, but you had to right? You had to stay alive, this is not how Y/N Y/L/N was going to die. But you just couldn’t, you were too tired, this was too hard. 

As a loud clap of thunder sounded overhead, you gasped awake, nearly scaring poor Arthur out of his chair.

[socialoutsiderwritings]

Carpool Harryoake

 Harry Styles x Reader

 A/N: Uhm I’m in literal tears because this fine ass is turning 25 in like 3 days .... WOWOWOW my hearttttttttt. Also , i don’t own any of the song’s (lyrics)???? Lyrics are in italics. It’s probably written really weird with like the lyrics and everything but I literally dreamt this and I had to write it.

 Songs : I do it so well - the struts , isnt she lovely -stevie wonder , smells like teen spirit - nirvana , one thing , diana , over again , wolves - one direction.

  “I’m so nervous,” you spoke to Harry. “I already told them I can’t sing. I’m literally tone deaf.” You laugh. “I hope they cut my nagging out.” You laugh and reach towards the radio to play the first song. 

  I've been talking shit almost every single day Walking down the streets of sunny LA Watch me now, walk, talk, movin' 'round the corner, "Hello" I work harder than a sauna

I've been flying high almost every single day

Pushin' all my luck, it's goin' my way

Kiss me now, tongues, hands slidin' into places, "Hello" Speed up, picking up the paces

Why don't you ring it, come and ring it Come and ring my bell Why don't you bring it, come and bring it Come and bring me hell Don’t I do it so well? I do it so well Don't I do it so well? Uh-huh Girl, you're my holy, you're my holy You're my holy grail Yeah I'm a star, yeah I'm a star I'm a five-star hotel Don't I do it so well? I do it so well Don't I do it so well? Honey

 “I love that song!” You exclaim. “It really got me pumped.” 

 “You should have let me drive. I never get to drive.” He playfully whined.

 “Oh , like you’re any better.” You playfully smacked him. “My first carpool karaoke , how am I doing so far?”

 “Uhm , well , you have a lot of energy and dance moves for someone who’s driving. Im a lil’ scared.” He confessed.

 “I can drive with my eyes closed , what are you talking about!” 

 “Oh my god! Please don’t do that.” He grabbed on to the wheel as he saw you close your eyes. You laughed before opening your eyes again.

“Today’s a special day , innit?”

Harry smiles, “it’s my birthday.”

“Tha’s right. You’re like , what , 30?” You joke. 

“Ha ha. No. I’m only 25 thank you very much. Let’s go back in time shall we?” You squealed in excitement when the familiar tune started playing thru the speakers.

  Isn't she lovely Isn't she wonderful Isn't she precious Less than one minute old I never thought through love we'd be Making one as lovely as she But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she pretty Truly the angel's best Boy, I'm so happy We have been heaven blessed I can't believe what God has done Through us he's given life to one But isn't she lovely made from love

  “Oh my God. I remember watching your audition and I got goosebumps all over. Look,” You held your arm out in front of him , “and you still manage to give me goosebumps again.” 

 “I was really nervous that day. I don’t know if you could notice it.” 

 “No , not even one bit. But I do remember the OUTFITS!” You cackle. Harry covered his face to hide the smile playing on his lips. “I mean , we’ve all had that phase.” You tell him to make him feel better. “I have pictures of me in just really really , you know , just dark edgy outfits. And not the fashionable kind. I had a bunch of band t-shirts that I paired with checkered skinny jeans and animal beanies and God it was bad.” You scrunch your face up at the memory. “And it was all heavy eyeliner and my arms were covered in bracelets up to my elbow. I can’t believe my mom let me go out like that.” 

 “You have to let me see those pictures.” He laughs. 

 “No way! Never in a million years.” 

“That’s not fair. You saw all of mine.”

 “Because they were pap shots.” You mocked him. “I actually probably burned all of them if I’m honest.”

 “You listened to a lot of rock music back in the day then?” 

“Oh yeah.” You nodded. “Still do. My taste in music is all over the place. If I like I like it , really. But really my heart will always belong to punk rock.”

 “So do you know this one?” He smirks. You pause the song when you recognize it and look at Harry.

 “You know I do! But its gonna have to be all you , because I will literally shatter all the windows on this car if I even attempt to sing this.” Harry ignores you and plays the song. “Oh my god.” 

Load up on guns, bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over-bored and self-assured Oh no, I know a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello

You look out the window and notice the girls in the car next to you are waving at you while recording you with their cellphones in their other hand. You tap Harry and he props himself up on his arm to look over. He waves at them and tells them to sing with you two.

With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido Yeah, hey

 The car behind you honks for you to go and you wave at them before speeding off. “That was good.”

 “I heard you used to have a lot of One Direction poster sin your room when you were younger.” Harry giggles.

 “I did. And I have no shame.” You point out. “Plus I know my sister told you and I know she’s gonna watch this so,” You look directly in to the camera , “you better watch your back cuz you’re gonna pay for revealing classified information.” You joke. “Plus,” you turn your attention back to Harry, “it’s not like every other girl in the world didn’t have posters of you boys at one point in their life.”

 “You were a pretty big fan then?” You nod. “Well then let’s play a game. I’ll play a song and we have to figure out what lyric comes after.”

 “I am gonna murder you in this game. I know ALL of them.”

 “I was in the band!” He argues. 

 “Yeah , yeah.” You wave a dismissive hand at him. “Are we doing all the albums or?”

 “All of the albums. Are you ready?” He says as he holds the phone in his hands.

 “I was born ready , baby.” He laughs and presses play.

Now I’m climbing the walls. But you don’t notice at all. That I’m going out of my mind. All day and All night.

“Easy!” You yell when he presses pause. “So get out , get out get outta my head. And fall in to my arms instead. I don’t , I don’t don’t know what it is. but I need that one thing.” You belt out with passion.

 “I gave you an easy one. Ok , next one.”

 Let me be the one to lift your heart up and save your life. I don’t think you even realize Baby , you’d be saving mine. Diana

“Oh shit.” You laugh. “Wait no, I know this.” 

 Harry cups his hands over his mouth , “Fake fan. Fake fan.” He chants.

 “No! I know this one..” you tap your fingers on the steering wheel impatiently, “Ok no. I don’t know.” You slowly lower your head so your forehead is resting on the steering wheel and fake sob when you reach the stoplight.

 Harry mockingly clears his throat, “It’s only been four months but you’ve fallen down so far. How could someone mislead you at all? I wanna reach out for ya. I wanna break these walls. I speak a different language But I still hear your call.” He sings. You turn your head to face him and he pretends to drop a mic.

“We’re tied! So it doesn’t count.” You sit up straight again. You focus back on the road as Harry chooses another song. 

 And I can lend you broken parts That might fit like this And I will give you all my heart So we can start it all over again

 “Again we can take the same road two days in the same clothes And I know just what she’ll say if we i can make all this pain go Can we stop this for a minute You know I can tell you that your heart isn’t in it or with it. Tell me with your mind body and spirit , I can make your tears fall down like the showers that are British,” You drag a fake tear down your cheek , “whether we’re together or apart We can both remove the masks and admit that we regret it from the start. If you’re-” Harry places a hand over your mouth.

 “I get it. You know the lyrics.” He deadpans. “You’re so competitive.” He jokes.

 Your jaw drops at his comment , “me? Look who’s talking.” You laugh.

 “Last one.”

I aint up for debating , Aint enough for the taking , You got the whole world shaking.

 “in the middle of the night when the wolves come out , headed straight for your heart like a bullet in the dark. One by one , I gotta take them down But you run and hide , aint goin down without a fight.” You and Harry sing in unison.

“No , it’s almost over.”

 “Thank God. I’m starting to lose my hearing.” He covers his ears.

 “Rude.” He laughs and reaches over to give you a quick squeeze. “Anyway,” you playfully push him away, “this last one is one of my favorites. So we’re gonna do something big.” You smile mischievously. 

 “Now I’m really scared.” He tells you as you pull in to a parking lot of a bar. You hand him a blindfold and he hesitates before grabbing it form your hand. “You’re joking?” You smile as you shake your head. “You know this is recording right?”

 “Harry , just put it on.” You tell him before stepping out of the car.

 “You’re missing the main part of carpool karaoke.” He yells at you before you slam the driver’s door shut. You wait for him to put on the blindfold before grabbing his hand and helping him out of the car. “The last time I went along with something like this , a stripper was involved.” He told you as you continued to lead him. 

 “Yeah , well you’re not getting that lucky today.” You stopped when you finally made it inside. “On the count of three,” you let go of his arm and walked away from him , “take off the blindfold. One , two , three.”

 “Happy birthday to you,” you , his mom , Gemma, James and a few of his other friends began to sing when he removed the blindfold. He couldn’t help the grin that made its way on to his face. Anne lit the candles on his cake as everyone continued to sing. He wiped away the tears of job from his eyes before they could make their way down his face. 

 “You were in on this?” He points to James as he walks over to him when you had all finished singing. James just laughs and gives Harry a tight hug. He makes his way around the bar hugging and thanking all of his guests.

 “Hey. Don’t forget to blow out the candles.” You call to him. He rushes back tot he table where the cake is , “Make a wish birthday boy.” You smirk.

 “I think you know what I want.” He whispers to you , before lowering himself and blowing out the candles. 

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Part 2 COMING SOON 

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HOW I RUN MY BLOG

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I Wouldn’t Mind

- an ongoing WIP I’ll probably never finish because what are words so here have a snippet -

I’m actually proud a bit of this part

When Sirius emerges from the room he has been hiding in (only now realizing it must have been the Room of Requirement when the door disappears behind him) it’s much later than he thought it was. His thoughts are sluggish and unfocused. His stomach rumbles from not eating anything since breakfast. But even thru the haze in his head, he can’t get rid of the feeling that he’s forgetting about something. Something very important… It’s right there but he just can’t put a finger on it.   It’s when he’s coming in the Common room, deep in thoughts, when it finally hits him. Through the window right ahead he can see a moon. However, it’s not just regular moon but overwhelmingly huge moon shining brighter than Sirius has ever seen it. And it’s rounded.

Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck, how could I forget it’s the full moon tonight?? Holy shit…

He can’t leave Moony alone with only Prongs and Wormtail. It’s usually Padfoot who plays the most with the wolf and is the most capable of being any sort of a rival. While Prongs isn’t that bad either he usually takes care of Wormtail and is making sure he doesn’t end up accidentally trodden. But now? Without another canine?? James must be the one to somehow entertain the wolf and while Sirius isn’t much worried about him (He’s got antlers, he’ll be fine. Besides, Moony had never hurt any of them…intentionally…) what about Peter?

He’s out of the castle in no time, using one of the many secret passages to get out unnoticed, and running towards the forest.

The moon is out, so they won’t be in the Shack anymore because Remus has already transformed. That means they’re somewhere in the forest. But fuck him if he knows where. So he changes into Padfoot and immediately is sniffing the ground, the air… Anything that could tell his highlighted senses where he should be looking for his pack.

And he can’t. smell. a thing.

At least nothing useful. Only grass, other unimportant animals and flowers. So many different blooming flowers he thinks he might pass out. Bloody spring.

After a few more minutes of furious sniffing, he finally catches something else. The musky scent of fur and…and something he’s been dreading since he left the castle. He can smell fear.

Padfoot immediately sets off after the faint trail and it’s not too long until he sees actual footprints of a stag he recognizes. (Prongs, unawares, always leans a little bit more on the right, so the trail is deeper on that side. That’s how Sirius knows in which direction they went.) He quickens his pace, even more, completely forgetting he can’t sense the wolf anymore.

When he reaches a small clearing, he staggers to a halt as a frantic stag with a terrified-looking rat on his antlers appears on the other side.

The animals meet in the middle and quickly transform back into humans. James looks positively livid, Peter more shaken than anything.  

“Where have you been, mate? I haven’t seen you since morning! Remus told us you wouldn’t join us tonight, maybe ever. What the hell happened?” demands James.

Sirius, only now remembering the reason behind his panic attack, immediately starts to freak out. Of course Remus wouldn’t tell anyone what happened. Of course he probably thinks Sirius hates him now, of course he’d rather beat himself up inside than voice anything out loud. Of fucking course.

“Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.” Sirius hectically tugs on his hair (a nervous trait he caught from James over the years) as he impatiently walks from side to side.

“That doesn’t matter now, lads. We must find Remus before he hurts himself or anyone else,” insists Peter.

That stops Sirius in his tracks. “What do you mean find Remus?” Only now realizing in his frenzy that Moony is nowhere in sight, which is good in its own way seeing as they’re perfectly edible snacks in their current form. Is he really being that reckless? Jesus, his brain is slow tonight.  

James is looking a little bashful when he responds, “Well, you see… Moony went a bit berserk tonight. I don’t know what’s gotten into him. I tried to entertain him, I really did. But I also had to keep an eye on Wormtail and… I swear I turned for five seconds and he was gone. We’re trying to find him ever since but a stag and a rat aren’t exactly the ideal trackers…”  

“Yeah, Okay. We need to split up. That way we can cover more ground. I’ll try to track his scent, you try to search the places we usually play at and if you don’t find him, guard the edge of the forest. I’ll send a Patronus if anything happens or if I find him, you do the same, okay?”  Sirius, his brain already back in mission mode, only waited for their affirming nods before he’s running again, changing into Padfoot between two strides.  

The longer he seeks the more desperate he gets. Moony could be anywhere, doing anything. He could be clawing at himself again with no one to stop him. What if he hit some important artery this time? Especially when James said he had gone berserk… He could be chasing other animals but what if he stumbles upon something horrible? Sirius knows there’s a little chance Moony would encounter something more dangerous that werewolf on a full moon but cold dread is clenching his inside all the same.  

He’s so frantic in his search that he almost misses the change in light. It’s almost dawn.

Shit, shit, shit. Remus needs me and I can’t even find him.

Sirius might have another panic attack if he wasn’t Padfoot. The scent he catches next is for sure triggering. It’s blood. And what’s worse, it smells familiar. Padfoot tracks the little drops follows them as they become smudges and runs for his life when they reach the size of little puddles.

He doesn’t have to run far. A tree or two after the biggest puddle yet lays something huddled on the forest ground. It’s dirty, naked and definitely human. But what terrifies Padfoot is the amount of blood it lays in and how still the body is. It’s not moving, not shivering and it almost looks like… like not even breathing. 

Padfoot is at Remus’s side in no time, sinking to his once again human knees, assessing the damage, the panic properly setting in now he’s not a dog anymore. There’s so much blood.

Tearing his jacket off and pressing it to the worst wounds on his torso, he asks, “Moony, can you hear me?”

No response. Sirius puts his other hand on Remus' cheek. It’s deadly cold.

“Remus, it’s me, Sirius. Please, can you hear me?”

Silence.

Sirius, terrified, leans closer, putting his ear to Remus’s face. When the faintest breath escapes his mouth, Sirius is more relieved than he ever was in his life. Quickly pulling his wand out, he applies every healing spell he can think of, cursing himself he hadn’t talked Madame Pomfrey into teaching him more than just the basics.

It’s not enough.

Some of the smaller cuts on Remus’s face and hands heal but they were probably just from the fall when he fainted. The big bleeding gashes from werewolf’s claws aren’t that easy to mend.

Sirius fires spell after spell, fully sobbing now, “Moony I’m here. It’ll be alright, I’m here.”

When he can see the spells aren’t doing any difference anymore, he sends Patronus to James and Peter. Then he immobilizes Remus and makes him float next to him. The body binding spell doesn’t stop the bleeding but it slows it down a bit at least.

Thank God Sirius had a growth spurt during the summer and is usually the tallest one in the room (he has a few inches even on Remus and that’s saying something). His long legs are carrying him across the forest at rapid speed.

There’s no other way of getting Remus faster to infirmary without exposing themselves as Animagi and Madame Pomfrey knows they know about Remus condition so she hopefully won’t ask too many questions.

The only thing on Sirius’ mind for the rest of the way back to the castle is: please don’t let it be too late.