#OH BOY IT ACTUALLY MAKES ME KINDA CRAZY I NEED TO LIE DOWN

[rabdoidal]

FUCK netflix for every reason imaginable but god. catking deadboydetectives being exactly my type of character is ruining my LIFE i have THINGS TO DO and im just thinking about that horrible little bisexual man

[juyeonszn]

BAD IDEA RIGHT?

PAIRING lee juyeon x f!reader

WORD COUNT 4.10k

GENRES … smut

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, literally porn with plot. like i’m so insane, enemies to “we fuckin” as reese put it 🥰, frat boy tbz again!!!, juyo is literally so irritating in the first half im not even gonna lie, he’s also a manwhore, making out, reader is a bit of a brat, juyeon has a dirty mouth, kinda dom!juyeon, vaginal fingering, oral (m! receiving), SHOWER SEX !12!1!, he’s hitting it from the back btw, unprotected sex, creampie, juyeon is actually… i don’t even know how to describe him writing his character made me want to claw at the walls lol

SUMMARY deep down you’re fully aware that you’re probably making a huge mistake by giving into juyeon just like every other girl on campus ever has. but paired with how intoxicating his mouth feels on your own and the steam filled bathroom clouding your head, you can’t seem to find a logical reason to stop.

MORE heheheh im back 🤭 oh my god this was actually the cause of a week full of sleepless nights. i genuinely drove myself crazy writing this bc NEED FRRRR like idk i’m so 😭 delusional. ANYWAYS. ANON. THIS ONE IS FOR U. U REQUESTED THIS AND I RAN WITH IT. u wanted more juyeon, i deliver more juyeon ;) also shout out to ally, moni, AND reese for beta’ing 🥺 i love u my cupcakes!! prompt used: 18 <3

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble

If there was anyone on Earth that you hated more than anything, it had to be Lee Juyeon.

To put things plainly, he was quite literally the bane of your existence. Being around him made your blood pressure skyrocket and gave you migraines that lasted for days. It was insane how one person could affect you so much by doing so little. It seemed as if he thrived off of getting under your skin.

Considering he was the captain and the pitcher of the baseball team, it wasn’t shocking. He was also a member of one of the most popular fraternities on campus. But he happened to be roommates with one of your best friends, and that made it ten times worse.

You’d known Changmin since third grade, along with Kevin and Chanhee. When he mentioned he’d be joining a fraternity in college, you were a bit apprehensive. All you knew about them was what you’d read in YA books and seen in movies. Neither gave them a good rep. Part of you wanted to talk him out of it, but you knew this was something you had to let him do, given you were adults and it was his college experience. At least you still had the other two under one roof.

The first time you met Juyeon was also the first time you attended a frat party. Changmin had just passed his initiation after waiting a year and he invited all of you to celebrate. You were excited for the most part since high school parties were more for an adrenaline rush due to the fact that your parents never let you go to them and you either snuck out or lied about going. You didn’t have to worry about the limitations of parents this go around.

The boys disappeared almost immediately upon arrival, leaving you to fend for yourself in the very crowded fraternity house. You could hardly pass through a room without bumping into somebody’s shoulder or elbow, huffing as you maneuver around the house equivalent to a sardine can. Your drink nearly spilled onto your top multiple times and you were glad you decided against the heels for the night.

You chugged the rest of the jungle juice in your cup as you stepped onto the patio, where it’s just as noisy and just as packed. You’re lucky enough to find an empty lounge chair near the house’s pool, unoccupied and calling your name. When your legs touch the plastic chair, you flinch at how hot it is, most likely from being in the sun all day.

“Woah, do you want a cushion?”

You look up at the source of the voice. You’ve seen him around campus before, and even at Changmin’s games. Lee Juyeon was just one of those people that you had to know, unless you’d been living under a rock. Just like everyone else in the world, you couldn’t deny how attractive he was. From this distance, you truly understood why girls would giggle like high schoolers over the guy.

“Uh, sure. Yeah, that would be great actually.” You nod, watching as he wanders towards the shed in the corner of the big ass backyard. He returns promptly, holding his red solo cup between his teeth and one hand on your lower back guiding you to a standing position so he could place down the cushion.

“As a thank you, can I get your name?” He gives you a cocky little smile that should’ve been a warning. And looking back on it, you should’ve seen his true personality sooner, to be completely honest. The way his lips curled at the corners, like a conniving bastard who got off on irritating others.

“It’s Y/N,” you say, messing with your empty cup. “I’d ask for yours, but I kinda already know.”

He laughs at that, scratching the back of his neck. “That’s not surprising.” It’s at this point that you’re starting to see through his sweet facade, but despite knowing better— despite always keeping your guard up— you let yourself fall for it just this once. All because you didn’t want to fuck things up for Changmin. He owed you big time.

“Well, you are a talented athlete.” You didn’t want to fuel what is probably already a massive ego, but you’d rather compliment his baseball skills than the fact that he was infamous for screwing around with half of the girls on campus. Technically, that was a feat of its own since he’d only been in school for a year.

“Oh, so you think I’m talented?” He rested a hand on your chair, leaning down to your level. Confidence oozed from every corner of his being and if you weren’t so self aware, perhaps you could’ve ended up like all those other victims of his charismatic behavior.

“I go to the games for Changmin,” you scoff, glancing away from his face to stop the heat rising up your neck. “I’ve only paid attention to you once or twice.”

“Yeah, sure. Let's go with that,” he bites his lip, blatantly checking you out. “I wouldn’t mind paying attention to you a little.”

“I’m unimpressed, Juyeon,” you snort, raising an eyebrow at him. “Does this shit really work on everyone?”

“I can drop the act if you want, baby. Just let me know when you’re ready to stop playing hard to get.” He stands upright, running a hand through his hair.

Every time you ran into Lee Juyeon after that, he was more and more insufferable. He knew his influence on you, too, if his smug fucking grin was anything to go by. You wish you could just slap it off of him. However, you stood by being the bigger person in any given situation, so that was off the table. (And half of you still felt a moral obligation to not get your friend into hot water.)

“Would it kill you to play nice every once in a while? I do live with the dude, you know.” Changmin whines, trailing you in the supermarket like a lost puppy.

“He’s got a point, N/N,” Kevin adds, humming as he tosses a boxed dinner into the cart. “I get that he’s a little bit of an overconfident douche, but rolling your eyes at him when he hasn’t even done anything just makes it worse on you. And JiChang, too, I guess.”

“Bro…”

You weren’t even sure why he decided to tag along with you and the other boys when you mentioned grocery shopping. In fact, he might as well have stayed his ass home if he was just going to gang up on you the whole time. Chanhee sighs dramatically, bringing your shopping cart to a halt.

“Can we not have a peaceful grocery trip? Is that impossible or something?” His lips form a thin line. “I swear, all we do is talk about how much Y/N hates Lee Juyeon. Can we please move on?”

“Thank you, Chanhee, I agree,” you nod along, walking backwards as you do so and ignoring the faces your friends make. “He makes me want to kill myself.”

“Who makes you want to kill yourself?”

You jump up, frightened by the sudden voice in your ear. Your friends all give you sheepish smiles, as if they’d already tried to warn you. (What shitty jobs they did.) With a hand over your heart, you turn around to meet— speak of the devil— none other than Lee Juyeon himself.

“What are you doing here?” Your eyes narrow and your arms cross over your chest. Luck could never be on your side when it came to this guy.

“Uh, last I checked, this was a public supermarket. Where I can publicly shop. I wasn’t aware that I had to run that by you. So sorry, sweetheart.” He pouts, his expression so theatrical you nearly give in to your constant urge to punch him in the face.

You feel your eye twitch, and it takes everything in you to step back and assess just how bad it would be if you committed murder right now. Changmin comes to your rescue, doing damage control as best as he can while Kevin attempts to talk you out of becoming a criminal.

The two frat brothers do their little fraternity handshake thing and then finally he’s out of sight, out of mind, allowing you to visibly relax. Chanhee purses his lips. “Okay, so maybe I do see where the anger comes from. And holy shit, Y/N, you have the patience of a saint.”

“The person you have called is unavailable! At the tone, please leave a message. When you have finished recording, you may—”

“Goddammit.” You curse, ending the unsuccessful call.

The downside of working far from campus, was working far from campus. You didn’t have your own car and usually relied on one of your roommates for a ride to and from. But now here you are, stranded at work while it’s pouring cats and dogs outside. Kevin was in class and Chanhee wasn’t picking up his phone. You could call Changmin, but you’re pretty sure he also had a class around this time.

Just as you’re about to succumb to your demise, you receive a text from Chanhee.

[2:57 pm] michael jackson: IM SO SORRY AJNSSJNW BUT SOMETHING CAME UP WITH A GROUP PROJECT

[2:57 pm] michael jackson: DONT WORRY THOUGH, IVE GOT IT COVERED UR STILL GETTING PICKED UP

“Could today get any worse?” You mutter to yourself, locking your phone and tossing it into your purse. As if your timing couldn’t be better, you spoke entirely too soon. Your eyes squint at the unfamiliar car rolling up under the carport. Your brows furrowed in confusion, because you had no idea who could be your saving grace. Chanhee was a wild card so who knew who he had on speed dial.

But then the passenger window rolls down and you wish the ground would just swallow you whole. Lee Juyeon grins that stupid fucking grin of his, beckoning you to his car as it unlocks when he shifts into park. You shake your head.

“No way. There is absolutely no way I am getting into that car.” You shout over the pelting rain.

Juyeon tsks, his eyes rolling when he reaches over the center console to open the door for you. “Is there anyone else who would drop everything they’re doing to pick you up in this weather?”

Your lips pull into a flat line. The answer was no, you didn’t have anyone else who would drop everything they were doing to pick you up in this weather. That was the reason Juyeon was here, you supposed. It didn’t mean you weren’t at least going down without a fight, though. Except, Lee Juyeon was a man who was all too comfortable with how expressive you were. Most notably towards him.

“What? Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?”

“Fuck you. I’d rather walk.” You seethe, starting straight in the direction of your apartment. Juyeon groans at first, your constant need to prove yourself getting on his nerves for once. Then his eyes widen slightly when he realizes you’re not joking.

The truth was that the rain was freezing and you’d love to be in the shelter of a warm car. In fact, you didn’t really care that Juyeon was the person driving. But you were too deep into the bit now. You couldn’t just turn around and get in the car, for you had a pride to protect at this point.

“Shit.” Juyeon swears under his breath, reaching into the backseat to grab an umbrella. Sure he loved to tease you and rile you up, but he wasn’t cruel. Your friends would have his head on a silver platter if he let anything happen to you.

You pause in your steps when you’re no longer being showered in rain water. Juyeon holds the umbrella over your head with a worried expression. You feel kind of bad for making him chase after you even though he’d already gone out of his way to pick you up. Sometimes you wish your ego wasn’t so fragile. Maybe then you could accept help when you needed it instead of making things worse.

“Can you please stop being so stubborn and just get in the damn car, Y/N? Do you have to make everything difficult all the time?” Usually, pissing you off made him over the moon, but you can tell he’s not exactly pleased at the moment. You swallow thickly, nodding quietly and following him back to his car.

The whole drive to your apartment is silent save for the song playing on his speakers. It’s not as loud in comparison to the storm outside, but you’re grateful that it’s filling the space between you. If only Lee Juyeon hadn’t done such an excellent job ticking you off like a bomb, then maybe you would’ve just hopped in the passenger seat with ease. But no, he had to goad you until you made an irrational decision and now here you are.

As he pulls up to your building, you say a little prayer that you don’t regret your next actions. He stops as close to the stairs as he can, but you turn to him before unbuckling your seatbelt. With a deep breath, you ask, “Would you like to— uh— come inside?”

He glances from you to the stairs and then shrugs, parking in the nearest empty spot. He holds the umbrella over both of you as you make your way to your unit, lightly sprinting so you don’t get anymore soaked than you already are. You figured the least you could do was invite the dude into your home and offer him some hot tea, just so he could warm up before heading back to the TBZ house. Your roommates not being here to make fun of you was also a plus.

There’s still an unspoken tension even after you’ve shed your raincoats and shoes by the front door, settling into your apartment and its coziness. Juyeon sits at the breakfast bar as you busy yourself with preparing the kettle and getting a couple tea bags. His watchful gaze is a little intimidating now that you’ve seen his serious side.

Once you’ve finished making the tea, you set his mug in front of him. You look everywhere but him when you say, “I’m gonna take a shower if you’re okay waiting out here by yourself.” He doesn’t respond verbally, so you take it as your cue to leave.

You turn on the water to let it heat up before gathering your essentials. When you’ve completed your back and forth trip from the bathroom and your bedroom, you’re finally ready to just relax in your shower and forget about today’s events. But how could you ever truly relax with Lee Juyeon in your space, permeating your peace?

As you’re shutting the bathroom door, a foot jams itself between the threshold and stops you. You glance up from the floor to meet Juyeon’s eyes. They’re darker than you’re used to, a deep shade of brown that has your stomach twisting into knots.

“You know, Y/N, this game of cat and mouse is starting to get old,” he takes a step into the steaming room, locking the door behind him and trapping you. “Just admit to yourself that you want me.”

You sputter at his bold words, because you don’t. You don’t want Lee Juyeon. Why would you want Lee Juyeon? “I’m not gonna lie to myself. I don’t want you.”

He laughs humorlessly, closing the gap between you just a little more. You don’t have it in you to back away from him. He reaches a hand up to tuck some damp hair behind your ear. You’re still wet and cold from your stupid idea to walk in the rain, but Juyeon plans to warm you up perfectly. “You sure?”

“Positive,” you breathe.

“Why don’t we test that theory?” Now he’s got you backed into the wall, his face a hair’s breadth distance from your own. “I have a feeling I can change your mind.”

You don’t know if it’s the heat of the bathroom or Juyeon’s lips being so close, but so far simultaneously that has your brain turning into static. Your head feels fuzzy, like you’re watching TV on an empty channel through a blurry lens. You lick your lips, vision trained on his. “Why don’t we?”

That’s all the confirmation he needs to press your mouths together in a searing kiss, hotter than the temperature of the room. You feel him smile against you when you make no move to push him away, instead carding your fingers through his hair. He groans when you tug a bit, twirling the longer strands around your index.

His hands slip under your top, thumbs rubbing circles into your waist. This is a terrible idea. Deep down you’re fully aware that you’re probably making a huge mistake by giving into Juyeon just like every other girl on campus ever has. But paired with how intoxicating his mouth feels on your own and the steam filled bathroom clouding your head, you can’t seem to find a logical reason to stop.

When you part for air, you both start stripping your top layers, resuming your attacks on each other’s lips once you’re left in nothing but undergarments. Juyeon trails kisses along the side of your neck, nipping and sucking wherever he feels fit. You gasp when he finds that particular spot that contributes to the butterflies fluttering about your stomach. “God, you’re so annoying.”

“Yeah?” And despite getting ready to give you the pleasure of your life, his grin against your skin still manages to irritate you. “You hate me so much, huh?”

“Mhm,” you whine as his fingers dip beneath the band of your panties, toying with your sensitive cunt. “Hate you so bad— ah…”

“You might wanna shut up soon, sweetheart,” Juyeon warns, sliding his ring finger between your lower lips. “Or else I’ll give that mouth something to do.”

“I’ll do whatever I want,” you pull his hand from your underwear, kneeling in front of him when he furrows his eyebrows in confusion. Your nails scrape lightly down his abdomen before hooking into the waistband of his briefs, freeing him from the material. It takes a lot out of you to not visibly react at the sight of his cock, hard and flushed to the tip. You couldn’t dare inflate his ginormous ego, the situation you were currently in already doing enough on its own. His size is impressive too, making you wonder just how he expects you to take him like a champ.

“What a fucking brat,” he hisses, your tongue swiping along the underside of his dick. “Always gotta have the last word, don’t you?”

“Mmmm,” you moan, mouth full with just the tip. You’d never been the type of person who cared about size. As long as they knew what they were doing and made you finish, you held no qualms with their length. In fact, you don’t think you ever even paid much attention to anyone’s dick in your life. But if there was anything to back Lee Juyeon’s cockiness, it had to be, well, his cock.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined this moment,” he confesses, wrapping your hair around his hand into a makeshift ponytail. “But, fuck, this is so much better.”

The admission shoots straight to your core and you find yourself whimpering, the vibrations against his dick driving him crazy. He has to support his weight with one hand flat to the wall, the other still tightly fisting your hair. With every suck and flick of your tongue, he tugs a little more, the sting on your scalp providing you with more pleasure than pain. You pull off of him to take a breath, jerking him off as you do so.

“Am I meeting your expectations?” You bat your eyelashes up at him, drool sliding down your chin and makeup smeared under your eyes in tear streaks. He groans at the sight of you, forcing you to a standing position so he could kiss you again.

You start dragging him towards the shower, unhooking your bra and stepping out of your panties. He raises an eyebrow at you, amused. “You want me to fuck you in the shower, baby? Have you slipping all over my cock?”

“Duh,” you can’t help but roll your eyes at his question, practically pawing at his underwear to get him out of them fully. “Did you think I sucked your dick on the bathroom floor for fun?”

“That mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble one of these days.”

He kicks them off, reconnecting your lips as you step into the shower. The hot water hits your back almost like a massage, synchronously getting in your mouth as you make out with Juyeon aggressively. It’s like he can’t get enough of you, big hands kneading and groping everywhere and nowhere all at once. You feel insane, especially with how good of a kisser he is. It’s like you’re on cloud nine and nothing’s capable of bringing you down.

When he’s finally lost his patience, he spins you around, pressing you cheek first to the shower wall. You feel him against your lower back, his lips leveling with your ear. In spite of acting as if he had himself under control, you can hear the pant in his breathing, deep voice a little desperate than usual. He has a hand gripping your thigh and picking up your leg.

“No protection?” He asks, his cock already gliding between your folds in anticipation.

“Mm-mm,” you shake your head as best you can with his body sandwiching you to the tiled surface. “Wanna feel you raw.”

“Fuck, you can’t say shit like that to me,” Juyeon groans into your ear, giving no warning as he spits down your front and hikes your leg higher, thrusting into your cunt. “You’ll make me wanna stay buried in you forever.”

You moan, hand coming up to hold the side of his head as he fucks you into the shower wall. If someone were to ask about this very moment, you weren’t too sure how you’d defend yourself. A moment of weakness, perhaps? But if a moment of weakness felt this fucking good every time, you might fall into a habit of judgment lapses.

He nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, nibbling and biting your shoulder and the surrounding area with each snap of his hips. The angle he drives into you at has stars forming at the back of your vision, the tip of his cock brushing that one spot deep inside of you whenever he thrusts up. You don’t even think his entire dick is in you as he does this, but you also don’t really have the mind to care, way too focused on memorizing the veins of his shaft with your walls.

You’re far too gone to consider the consequences of your actions, the horizon of your release just beyond your fingertips now. You’d never needed someone so viscerally before, so carnally. Yet here you were, sucking Lee Juyeon’s cock in with your pussy like you were a damn vacuum. The sounds you’re making bounce back and forth on the walls, no doubt louder than the shower water itself.

“I— I-I’m so— fuck,” you mewl, words wobbling. “I’m so, so close, Juyo.”

“Yeah, baby?” He sighs in your ear, nudging your sensitive clit with his thumb while raising your leg as much as he physically can. “Me too, where do you want me?”

“Inside,” you don’t think you even make sense anymore, babbling as he continues to fuck you stupid. “Please. Want you to cum inside me.”

Juyeon grits his teeth, pleased with himself that he didn’t orgasm right then and there. He uses his last ounce of strength to get the two of you off together. “C’mon, sweetheart, cum for me.”

The fogginess subsides pretty quickly after you’ve finished, your brain registering what just happened almost instantaneously. If you weren’t so hypersensitive, you would’ve pulled him out yourself and scrambled to flee the scene. (And maybe even the country.) There are many more rational thoughts running through your head now. The entire trajectory of your life has just been changed, whether you realized it or not. But the biggest issue was:

What the hell do you do now?

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[meangirls-imagines]

Revenge of the Nerds (but like, hotter)

WARNINGS: none really. y/n kicks shane oman's ass. regina is kinda turned on. regina takes care of reader.

BASED ON THIS REQUEST: @droppedmyhotpocket: For your requests, unless you already have some, you could do Regina with a shy reader that ends up like beating someone up for talking bad abt Gina ☺️ honestly I would do it too like no lie

Okay.

Let's start from the beginning.

Y/N Y/L/N and Regina George have been dating practically since seventh grade. The news broke when Jason Weems told the entire school that he saw Regina and Y/N making out by the softball fields.

Regina embraced it, making a show out of kissing Y/N in front of everyone at lunch. From that point on, everyone knew not to mess with Y/N, or they would face Regina's wrath.

Well, almost everyone.

Enter Shane Oman.

Quarterback of the football team. Hottest guy in school. (According to him).

For the longest time, he had pined over Regina. Years even. He was one of the only ones in school that had a problem with Regina and Y/N being a couple. He believed it should've been him.

Y/N wasn't fit for Regina in his eyes. She was a nerd, she didn't talk to anyone but the Plastics. He just didn't get it.

Him and Regina would make the perfect prom king and queen in his eyes and he would do anything to make it happen.

He could never get close to Y/N due to Regina and the plastics always being around her, so he needed to plan. There was only one instance where Y/N was alone, right before lunch. That's when he was going to execute his plan: plant insecurities, make them break up, win Regina.

He had no idea of the shit storm that was about to happen.

Y/N was stood near the entrance to the cafeteria, looking down at her textbook. She was reading an excerpt out of her history book when it was knocked out of her hands.

She sighed and looked up to find Shane Oman standing smugly in front of her. "Can I help you with something Shane?" He scoffed. "Yeah, actually. Stay away from Regina. She doesn't want you." It was Y/N's turn to scoff. "Shane, you come at me with this same argument every week, dude. Let it go."

She reached down to grab her history book but it was kicked away by Shane. "Your guard dog isn't around to help you, nerd. You’re in my territory now." Y/N sighed, standing up straight again. "For the last time, Regina isn't my guard dog." She could feel the rage beginning to boil over.

Shane smirked. "Oh. My bad. She's actually your bitch."

What happened next shocked not only Shane, but the group of students that had gathered to watch the exchange.

Y/N cocked her arm back and swung as hard as she could, clocking Shane in the eye, knocking him on the ground. She proceeded to take advantage of Shane being stunned and began to wildly swing on the boy.

He shook himself out of it and began to fight back, landing a few good (really good) hits on Y/N. Coach Carr happened to be walking down the hall when he saw the commotion. He immediately pushed through the group of students, effectively breaking thought up, dragging the two to Principal Duvall.

Regina George was on a mission. Her combat boots smacking against the vinyl floor of the hallway as she stomped her way to Principal Duvall's office. His secretary opened her mouth to scold the blonde but quickly shut up at her glare.

She barged into the office, startling all three in the room. Her rage increased at the sight of her sweet, teddy bear of a girlfriend nursing a bloody face and a forming black eye. "What did Shane do?" Principal Duvall spoke up. "Ms. George, this doesn't concern you." Regina gave the man her famous ice bitch glare which shut him up.

She softened at the sight of her girlfriend. "What did Shane do?" Shane spoke up. "That bitch needs to be on a leash Regina! She's crazy!" The blonde whipped around, getting in the boy's face.

"The next words that come out of your mouth better be "I'm sorry for ruining your perfect face Y/N" or you will be receiving your meals through a fucking tube for the rest of your pathetic life. Do you understand me?" Shane nodded rapidly, shutting his mouth and remaining silent.

Regina smirked and faced back to Y/N. "What did he do baby?" Her tone was noticeably softer than before. Y/N went through the whole story, explaining how Shane insulted Regina and pushed her over the edge.

Regina took a deep breath and looked at the principal. "So how long is Shane suspended for?" Mr. Duvall stuttered. "Well, Regina. You have to understand, Y/N swung first." The blonde glared. "Shane called me an inappropriate name and shoved my girlfriend. It was self defense."

Duvall stuttered again. Regina held a hand up. "I would hate for my father, who puts a good chunk of his salary into this school, to get word that the principal is allowing LGBTQ+ students to get assaulted for being who they are." She smiled that devilish smile, making Mr. Duvall swallow nervously.

Shane got suspended for a whole week while Y/N just got sent home for the day. Luckily for her, Regina decided to skip and take Y/N to her house. Y/N's parents were notorious for always traveling for work so they were never home. Because of this, Y/N was usually at the George household.

After Regina had treated Y/N's injuries, (and kissed every single one), the couple snuggled up on Regina's huge bed, watching Love Island. Regina was the big spoon tonight, adamantly saying that cuddles will heal Y/N faster.

After a few episodes, Regina noticed that Y/N was fast asleep on her chest. She smiled, setting an alarm for Y/N to take more painkillers before falling asleep herself, dreaming of Shane Oman.....

Getting eaten by lions.

[filmbyjy]

TWITTER SUCKS! > twenty-eight! kiss the girl

synopsis > who knew you could become famous overnight for paying $8 for a single blue checkmark? however, it does come with consequences…what happens when the actual BELIFT Lab comes knocking at your door. all because you simply impersonated your bias.

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a/n: more lore and jieun getting roasted to the ground. she about to become a pack of roasted peanuts💅🏻 (idk don’t ask).

fun fact! i’ve been to HYBE before. well not go in HYBE but I have stood outside HYBE before and I must say it’s really nice.

you have never felt this nervous. your fingers gripping the ends of your sleeveless. you were about to meet ENHYPEN. the people who helped heal you from your horrible breakup. god, you were terrified of messing up.

you walked up the steps and through the revolving door (yes, HYBE has a revolving door. like what is this a hotel??). there was a receptionist so you were about to walk up to them and tell them about it but someone pops out of nowhere.

-

“oh? noona.” jungwon says. you turned around and you gasp. this was yang jungwon in flesh. you nearly yelped in excitement but you should definitely not act like a crazy fan. also they really meant it when they said camera never does idols justice. jungwon looked way more prettier in real life.

“jungwon.” the younger boy smiles.

“heeseung hyung has been so nervous about today. he kept straightening his shirt and making sure his hair was-” he chuckles. “ah, you should just meet him. follow me!”

you glanced at the staff at the reception and jungwon notices.

“don’t worry. you are with us, i’m sure they wouldn’t mind.”

“yeah but shouldn’t I get a pass? surely, I can’t just enter the building like this.” jungwon pouts.

“okay, maybe I should call the manager down here.” he dials for the manager and enhypen’s manager comes down. there was a slight administrative work but it was settled quickly. though…the manager kinda did have to lie about you were being a new staff but it was for a good cause so who cares.

jungwon opens the door for you and walked in. the others quickly took notice of you and you felt overwhelmed.

“noona, you’re really pretty in real life.” jake says. it earns a smack from sunghoon.

“yah yah, heeseung hyung’s girl. you should know the bro code.” sunghoon says.

“i’m just complimenting her. is it wrong to compliment someone?”

“it’s not wrong, it’s just that everytime you compliment someone. they just take it as you’re flirting with them.” jay says. jake was about to argue but he stops himself before pouting.

ni-ki turns to look at heeseung. “hyung, are you not going to greet her?”

“uh-” he clears his throat. “yeah. hi (name).”

you smiled, “hi heeseung.”

heeseung could feel his heart racing. your smile was pretty and he liked it. he wanted to see it more often.

“heeseung, you have an interview so you need to change and get your makeup done.” jieun enters the room. she realises you were there. she glares at you.

“and who might you be?” jieun gives you a fake smile. one that you could clearly tell was sarcastic and fake.

“she’s a new staff member.” jungwon explains. he points to your ID card.

“her? please don’t me she’s part of the fashion team or makeup team. she can’t even plan her outfit and makeup right.” jieun says. sunoo rolls his eyes.

“i’m sorry but judging by your outfit choice today…” he scans her outfit. “yeah, you look like a hot mess. not stylish at all. aren’t you supposed to be our stylist?”

jieun scoffs, “I am a makeup artist not a fashion designer.”

“your foundation is caked up. better remove it, you look like a ghost.” sunoo sasses. jieun stomps her feet and leaves the room.

“damn, is she always like this?”

“with sunoo mainly.” sunghoon says.

“we don’t waste our energy on her because we find her annoying. sunoo does the roasting most of the times. he enjoys seeing her storm off.” jay shrugs.

“anyways, noona. are you and heeseung hyung going to have a date? a company date?” ni-ki smirks. heeseung shoves the younger boy.

“no. it’s a friendly date.”

oh it’s a friendly date. you dressed up nicely for nothing?

jay pulls heeseung aside.

“noona, how about we reach you how to do ‘drunk-dazed’?” jake suggests.

“in a skirt?” you say. jake flushes.

“uh, okay maybe not ‘drunk-dazed’. what about umm..”

“whoops too bad. sorry! I’ll take (name)’s time now!” heeseung grabs your hands and pulls you away from the boys. he quickly leaves the room with you.

“first step complete!” sunoo clasps.

“are you going to get mae and subin here?” sunghoon asks jay.

“should we? I think (name) noona might get suspicious though.”

“who cares if she gets suspicious. she’s going to literally find out hyung likes her and they both have feelings for each other.” sunghoon says.

“sunghoon hyung is right. we should get mae and subin here. they know her best.” jungwon says.

“alright, if leader nim says so.” jay says.

in a matter of 15-20 minutes later, mae and subin appeared at the practice room.

“where they fucking?” mae says upon entering the room. subin smacks her arm.

“unnie, that’s not nice of you to say that. she and heeseung oppa are just chatting.” subin says.

jay stares right at mae and swore his heart leaps. which was weird because he has never had this happen before. sure, he had crushes but something about mae was getting to him.

“hey bud, you’re drooling.” jake nudges. jay rolls his eyes.

“I am not. anyways, hyung and noona went to the rooftop cafe. it’s famous up there for date spots between staff and idols.”

“oooo is there mint choco in the cafe?” subin asks. sunoo gasps.

“you’re a true sunoo stan.” he goes to hug her. subin freezes. mae snorts.

back to you and heeseung. he hands his card to the cashier and pays for the drinks.

“so…what did you and jay talk about?”

“nothing, he’s just teasing me. that’s all.”

“oh. that’s umm sweet?”

heeseung chuckles, “really?”

“I mean you guys have been friends for 7 years now. you guys practically like siblings. teasing is only a common thing in a friendship.”

“so you, mae and subin tease each other a lot?”

“only recently when-” you paused. were you about to expose your feelings for him? what if you do tell him though…what could happen.

“only when?”

“i started to have a crush on you.” you whispered the last part. heeseung tilts his head.

“i’m sorry, I couldn’t catch the last part.”

“you. I have a crush on you.” you blushed after admitting it. heeseung’s jaw drops.

“order for lee heeseung!” the barista calls out.

“i-” he stood up. “I’ll get our order. one second.”

you mumbling and smacking from somewhere and you spot a familiar sweater that subin loved wearing. that’s when your eyes widened, the other boys and your friends were listening in. mae realises you had seen them so she drags the others away. heeseung places the tray on the table.

“umm, i’m sorry i dumped a whole big bomb on you. I shouldn’t have expose my feelings for you when we quite literally just met in person-”

what you did not expect was for lee heeseung, your bias, your crush and the man you liked, to kiss you. heeseung places a finger under your chin to tilt your head up so he could kiss you easier. you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back. only a couple of seconds later, heeseung pulls away.

“don’t doubt yourself, I like you as much as you do.” he pecks your forehead.

splash

a gasp was heard after you heard a cup fall to the ground. when you and heeseung turned back to the sound, you realised it was jieun. her fist was clenched, she runs. probably to inform the other staff of you and heeseung. both you and heeseung turned to each other, there was a knowing look that both of you knew.

you had to stop jieun and expose her

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Liveblogging Dead Friend Forever Ep 7

I am SO SO SO excited for this and for PhiNon I am READY let's GO!

LMAO Phi and Non met on Thai Grindr I don't know why that's so funny to me. But they're so fucking cute oh my god. The way Non smiles when they meet face to face the first time! They're both immediately smitten. The date montage is killing me. Non feeding Phi! Pinkies Locked while walking down the street!!! I love them so much! Phi is absolutely 100% justified in murdering everyone over this little love story.

Phi's dad is kinda hot in the one second we saw of him, not gonna lie.

Them pulling a Lady Ant The Tramp on an apple is objectively hilarious but they're so cute that I'll let it pass.

Phi is so fucking in love. The matching bracelets are so cute. Something something Red String Of Fate something something. what a lovely bit of joy this opening bit has been.

Aaaaand we return to your regularly scheduled awfulness. That music really immediately brought the tone back. Remember that everything is terrible? Remember that Non might get arrested? Remember that Non eventually goes missing at best and is murdered at worst?

Ooooh! Phi's dad is a fucking cop! Real high up, too! well that makes things interesting. but lol at Phi being soooo Ride or Die that he's straight up lying to his dad that he's involved in The Crimes too just to save his boyfriend.

"But don't worry, there are no problems that I can't fix." PHI. PHI my murderous revenge seeking king. I love you. but perhaps calm your tits a little, you'll freak Non out even more than he's already freaked out. boy has Anxiety! Phi is so right to tell Non that he needs to change schools and that those aren't real friends but Non isn't ready to admit it yet.

See, Jin tries to help Non but it doesn't actually do anything. Because Jin has no spine or he wouldn't still be friends with people who bully the boy he likes. Phi actually helps Non. Get you a boyfriend like Phi, not like Jin.

Also it's so funny to see Non just not responding to Jin's heart eyes. Jin's got his hand on Non's shoulder like 😍 and Non is just blanking him. 🧍‍♂️😐 Hilarious.

Ah, i Knew that this was going to be the PhiNon Conflict: Phi is (rightfully!) upset about Non not sticking up for himself and leaving those assholes to do the movie themselves and keeping secrets, Non wants to handle his problems on his own and not have Phi sweep in every time to fix things and judge him. I'm sorry, Non, but you dicked down a latent obsessive crazy person (affectionate) and this comes with the territory. It's the Theerapanyakul coming out.

Pinky Promise! that i am 100% sure is going to be broken in like 30 seconds. I'm calling it now, i have the episode paused to write this but i am betting that the next scene transition is going to be to Hot Teacher manipulating Non.

Damn, I was wrong about that being the next scene but I FEEL IT. It's going to happen! Damn, they didn't even bring Non with them? he had to ask the villagers for help getting to the mansion? WOW.

Now Por, if this kid literally got you involved with the police for money laundering why the FUCK would you give him your credit card to go buy food for everyone? i get that you just don't want him around and want to punish him but that's just dumb.

Jin wants Fluke to also stand up for Non but that is not going to happen ever.

God Por and Top are so mean.

"It's my money, if I want something, it'll happen." "it's in my hands it must be mine, tell your dad to come sue me." fucking rich people.

Oh is this going to be the betrayal that means Jin has to die? That Jin convinced Non to stay and then Non ends up missing/dead? Jin must feel so guilty about that.

here we go, a scene with Hot Teacher. I know something's about to happen with this I can feel it. The music is making me so tense and now they're sitting on the couch together! and like, Non absolutely should be telling a teacher/adult about all this! but just not THIS teacher/adult. I do not trust him! "I see you as a brother" my ass.

AND THERE IT IS. I CALLED IT. lmao at Phi calling Non when he's leaving Hot Teacher's office. Phi's spidey sense was tingling.

aaskjfhj Phi fucking showing up to see Non and mr keng talking and he immediately clocks that it's Not Right and that mr keng wants to bone Non.

"you don't seem to trust me at all" because you're not being trustworthy! you're making bad choices! Phi is right and has never been wrong! just because he's a bit intense and overbearing with it doesn't mean he's wrong! god, Non being able to say that to Phi with a straight face when not even a half hour ago he was making out with mr keng. incredible.

I just want Phi and Non to be cute and happy and a little insane about each other and nothing bad happens ok. :(

Uh oh. Jin caught them!

Non no! don't give Tee 300k in cash to give to the boss! He's going to steal it! and then fucking Tee sets Top on Non to stalk him to figure out who gave the money.

OH huh. Hot Teacher is working with an investigative journalist to take down the mafia scammers? Oooooh, i bet that this is how Tee's uncle gets arrested. hmm. well maybe Hot Teacher Mr Keng isn't entirely terrible but he's on the thinnest fucking ice.

oh L M A F O is Jin gonna walk in on Non and Hot Teacher going at it. He already caught Non with Phi!

but OOOOOOOHHHHHH HERE WE GO. HERE is Jin's betrayal! Taking video of Non and Mr Keng getting it on and then getting drunk and POSTING IT ON TWITTER OH MY GOD. JIN NO.

and eeeeeeeveryone has seen it. oh god. Phi's seen it too oh no. i'm dying. i'm levitating in outer space.

the bracelet broke! something something red string of fate something something!!!!

oh fuuuuck. This is why Phi goes psycho revenge scheme on them. "you want me to forgive you? get lost and die." those are going to be Phi's last words to Non aren't they? aren't they? i hate it and i love it.

and next week shit is going to continue to hit the fan. i am vibrating. i need more! this is amazing!

[ughgoaway]

it really is a mental health dip kind of a month i swear seasonal depression is mf real 😔💔 but while you take a backseat on writing etc (idk how you guys write so often like burn out would hit me after the second sentence 😭💀) here's some insane brainrot and perhaps inspo but mainly just blurb like comfort to think ab bc honestly why lie matthew may be a headache but he really is the best of distractions in such times <3 (here's to hoping some serotonin will roll its way over to both of us)

(dad matty universe ofc bc well-)

- matty singing his songs to baby annie and absolutely dying when she'd giggle to it

- babysitting annie mid studio sessions like can you just imagine the boys producing and recording and annie taking turns sleeping in each of their laps etc 😭😭

- matty calling adam at the randomest times to ask for parenting advice (crying)

- the very idea of matty holding a sleeping annie in his arms as they both doze off will actually kill me i swear

- any thought remotely related to dad matty doing dad things honestly

- like imagine him packing her school lunches etc and including little notes for her kms

- the boys taking annie on trips etc like imagine them all at the zoo gn

(honestly a pre-reader blurb list/prequel may be a need somewhere down the line-)

anyways yes I totally do not.... think about dad matty......like at all......

bff anon is going to run away and disappear now 😍 xx

(late to respond to this bc I am still violently ill lol)

YES BFF HI!!!! seasonal depression is EARLY this year!! honestly, I don't get it either. Some writers literally write every day... if I did that, I'd die. I don't even write that much, and I still burn out so quickly

okay I don't have the mental capacity rn to discuss each idea in depth but let me just say; YES YES YES YES YES I LOVE IT.

(not very) brief comments on each one below the cut;

- matty singing people to baby Annie and she is just laughing like crazy... yes.

- do not even put this into my head. the idea of baby Annie sitting in Ross' lap while he plays bass. Or Adam takes her from matty when he needs to record a little vocal take, and he and Annie wave from the other side. Matty promptly messes up that take because he's busy making heart eyes at his beautiful baby (and after much pressure, he reluctantly says he was making heart eyes at hann too...) Or she's sitting in George as he produces something, she giggles and presses a button. at first George is like, "No!" But then he plays it, and he's like, "...wait that kinda bangs, " and annie gets a producer credit!!!!

(side note imagine them including an accidental take at the end of a song of Annie babbling or laughing... people are like "what is that cute laughter at the end?" and matty is like "💞❤️💖my baby girl💖❤️💞")

- it's like 12am, and Adam is just getting into bed when he gets a facetime from matty who is PANICKING. Adam is immediately like "bro, what's up", all he can hear in the background is SCREAMING bc Annie is clearly unhappy. matty is freaking tf out because "I can't find her stuffed rabbit Adam. it's been 2 hours. she won't stop crying. I don't know what to do and -" and Adam cuts him off like "matty, calm down, it's okay. didn't you put it in that weird pocket of your bag in the studio today?" and matty looks like he could literally cry of joy and just is like "YES I LOVE YOU BRO. BYE. SLEEP WELL." and abruptly hangs up, leaving Adam laughing and carly asking."oh god, what did matty need"

- perhaps a long day in the studio and matty is like "I'll just rock Annie to sleep on the sofa in the other room, be back in 10" and he simply... does not return. George comes in prepared to have a go at matty for being a helicopter dad when he sees them both open mouth snoring on the sofa lol.

- the idea of messy hair 3am matty trying to test the temperature of the milk on his wrist but getting confused at what it's meant to feel like. simultaneously rocking a screaming Annie and just trying not to also scream.

- OHMYGODDDD. like she's a little older, and it starts with a little note explaining something in her lunch, and she comes home SO EXCITED because "it was a note from you, Daddy!!! it's like we're spies sending secret letters!!!" And obviously, matty is now in full spy mode. they create a secret code, and he decorates them to say "top secret" on the outside. the notes are always things like "love you peanut! have a good day!" But we can play pretend okay.

- maybe Annie has become obsessed with penguins recently (Ross is obviously encouraging this and loves her giggles whenever he shows her his tattoo) and matty wants to show her irl penguins. matty offhandedly mentions him and Annie are going to the zoo tomorrow for the first time and the other boys are like "HMM??? WITHOUT US???" especially Ross bc like... hello he got her into penguins... the audacity from matty to be silent??? so they all are like "we're coming." thus a group trip to the zoo happens, and hann brings his little one and its just a family affair. sooo many pictures, especially Annie seeing her very first penguin and a group shot that a very confused old woman took for them (seriously, why are there 4 grown tattooed men with two children crying at penguins???)

these thoughts became much less concise as time went on...

I might have to do some prequel/early dad matty blurbs... if yall are interested???

[starlightshadowsworld]

Danganronpa 3 Future Arc episode 9

Thonks.

Oh boy Monokuma is back.

Can't say I missed him but it's nice to hear his voice again.

I'm sure it doesn't mean anything bad.

I'm so glad he was joking about the filler recap episode because I could not.

Nope.

It is nice getting a summary from Monokuma of all people, a lot has happened.

I appreciate Hiro's faith in his friends.

The dead end 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

We're... In the ocean? Okay so this is a different building to the one they were in at the beginning.

One that's identical to the other one, and ontop of the previous one.. that took a lot of dedication.

Makes sense than why Kyoko knew.

I already made the line about the Russian roulette stuff but... What in the fun house is this...

Kyoko you don't need to call him the vice chairman, any respect this man has should be gone.

But yeah that's suspicious, because he was involved with the construction of the original building.

... Doesn't explain this man's glowing sword because... What?

Gekkogahara is really durable.

"Despair has taken everything from me" nah man that was just you being you.

You were crazy before all of this.

"I shall become Hope."

That title is taken by at least 2 people and they've earned it... You however are very much a Remnant.

So Chisa's forbidden action was Munakata's death?

Very fitting.

Wait... Oh he's gonna turn on Juzo.

Oh man...

Aw Kyoko being like yeah I know Makoto doesn't seem like much but he's one of the strongest people she's ever known.

I love the survivors friendships.

And touching on his optimism, something he always says is the one he's good at.

I'm glad she has hope in him, because he doesn't have it in himself.

... Wait was she about to mention the 5th trial? I'm glad she feels bad about it because it was fucked.

Awww he heard it.

The gangs all together, well all the survivors in the killing game are.

So Byakuya and Hiro broke into the actual building not this one.

Ow, and the difference between how Kyoko describes Makoto and how Makoto currently feels.

Showing just how much this situation is affecting him, just casually says if anything happens to Byakuya it's all his fault.

You know Kyoko is just like 🤨??? What???

I don't think we've ever seen Makoto this... defeated before.

It hurts to see.

I was so concerned she was gonna slap him, but no she's talking him down.

If there's one person who can get through to Makoto, it's Kyoko. They went through the whole first game together.

It's a sweet role reversal where she's using what he gave her to loft him up.

You just know she feels kinda guilty leaving him alone for this long it this is how he feels.

And taking the glove off, literally making herself vulnerable just to show how much he means to her and how much she trusts him.

How much he means to all of them and that he's not alone.

You hear that? That's growth.

Juzo explaining everything and Munakata doesn't care.

I'm glad Juzo is acting like this werid even for Munakata because man is acting weird.

And the admittance that he killed the Director.

Juzo's little... Oh yeah okay, accurate response.

Oh this feels threatening.

Not so much shared ideals as they were blindly falling you to the ends of the earth.

But I think you've gone somewhere that they can't follow.

"Backing you up has been the whole point of my life."

That is so sad.

Oh the stab, the whispered "Kyosuke" I don't even like Juzo but that is an awful way to go.

... No he don't because otherwise why would he ask?

Despair didn't make you kill your... Friend, you killer your friend.

With a glowy sword.

They've complied a list of every dead participants forbidden action.

I forgot that Makoto witnessed the directors death and he left a message for him saying "I entrust the hope of the world to you."

Heavy last words.

And we know he couldn't lie.

Wow you guys are really flippant about the loss of human life. Also yes you were wrong for doing what you did.

"I wouldn't do anything to break your heart, I care about you more than I do myself."

Considering she killed him, that sucks also all of you guys need relationship counselling because this shit is not good.

No... She killed him by giving a sweet mid kiss.

And his forbidden action was putting food in his mouth.

That... That is awful. And the audacity, all this talk of not betraying her and she kills him.

And he kissed her again before he died.

Yeah if I didn't care for Ruruka I really don't now.

I get that the fear of betrayal is so high especially in this game but that does not make this okay nor make me sympathise with her at all.

"Nagei promise whatever happens don't turn your back on hope."

Chills.

I have never been more glad to hear a hope speech in my life.

There goes the time limit.

Oh no Rukura died... Anyway.

... Kyoko... Kyoko why are u not awake.

No...

No they wouldn't...

NOOO!

O FUCK YOU!

Her forbidden action was "passing the fourth time limit with Makoto Naegi still alive"

... That's what they meant when they said someone would die because of him.

FUCK YOU that... Nooo

.Oh that is fucked, that is soo fucked and she knew the whole time.

And still she tried to raise his spirits.

This is so fucked I didn't I thought they were just trying to psyche him out I didn't think... I didn't think it would be embedded into the rules itself.

Fuck.

She knew... The whole time.

This would be devastating for any of them but especially her, see all the reasons above..

Their reaction is just ugh it this wasn't already the worst... Makoto...Asahina...even Ryota.

People who asked me to watch this show... fuck you. I hope you're happy.

Because I am not.

FUCK YOU MUNAKATA!

This isn't the time, nor will it ever be.

So he knew too.

Don't you FUCKING DARE blame him for this.

I don't think he's gonna keep that promise Kyoko...

... Fuck...

My heart is just.. On the floor.

And I know it's not the end yet...

[tal-vez-o-quizas]

Jumpscare: a Milkvan post emerged on my Dashboard!

Tumblr recommended me a Milkvan post out of nowhere!

I need to share it, wow.

I'm gonna remove the usernames though, because I don't want to cause a mess (even though they named Byler in the post):

Now, I don't go into the Milkvan tag, NEVER, so I don't know if some Bylers have really been going at it on their tag, which is not okay, but there are just so many things wrong in this, lol.

But first, these are the comments on the post:

I'm baffled.

1. Their scenes are super boring? Because they actually talk and try to fix their communication issues? Which actually works...

2. Them saying that Byler interactions "kinda boil down" to Will saying that he's sad and that Mike always agrees but mentions El only happened in S2, with the crazy together. Just that's one scene in the entire S2 and that's it, lol. Mike took it back to them right away and the fact that he mentioned El meant that he knew she will understand Will's trauma because she's been through something similar.

It is true that El is part of many of their interactions, but it's not the center because things tend to go back to Byler. Have they never wondered why though? Mike is unable to balance El and Mike. Will brought El in S3 because Mike was making a big deal out of El breaking up with him too, which seems fitting because teenagers do think those issues are the center of their universe, but her name is never unprompted or out of nowhere.

Also, El is part of many of the Byler interactions because they're in A FREAKING LOVE TRIANGLE that the show is throwing on their faces but they deny to see it.

Besides, Will and El are heavily paralleled in the show...

3. So Byler not having as many scenes of them goofing around and having fun the same way Milkvan "do" means they're not entertaining? It's like saying comedy is the only genre that is entertaining when you also have drama, thriller, horror, terror, sci-fi and more. They all bring many entertaining aspects.

Will and Mike do have fun talking, they have "goofed around" but that is not the chore of their friendship and connection. Notice how this Milkvan mentions that Byler have no fun because they think that being goofy is the only way we can enjoy a ship or like that is the way all couples interact.

4. Byler having no substance it's a lie and they pulled that out from their glutes. Even the GA, who are not shippers by any means, appreciate how beautiful and heart-warming their scenes are. Mike helps Will and Will does the same. It's a 2-way-street.

5. Mike and Will just argue and are sad together? Really? This coming from a ship whose main arc from the last 2 seasons have been their fights and how their actions make them both sad and insecure?! Really now.

6. When did we ever say that Milkvan is boring? No one said that. I think most of us just say that their pairing (powered-girl gets attached with nerd-insecure-boy) is very "been there done that" and that's it. We found them extremely adorable and entertaining in the first 2 seasons. They were annoying in S3 (like most characters that season, lol) but they were still entertaining. S4 brought the "I Love You" situation again and that was tiring, but it had a purpose and Milkvans choose to ignore why (Byler).

7. Lastly, Milkvan is a "healthy, functional relationship"? Oh, so El lying to pretend things are fine because Mike didn't followed up that "I love her and I can't lose her again" vomited declaration from S3 (which made her insecure and made her feel the need to paint a perfect picture to Mike) nowhere near any of the letters Mike sent to her for 6 months is healthy and functional? Sure. El always deviating from the main topic every time Mike has tried to apologize after an issue they have, without owning up to her mistakes and getting far away from from connecting and communicating properly as a couple is also healthy? Absolutely.

Feel free to add whatever you want guys, but please don't tag the Milkvans. I just want to hear your opinions on this nonsense, haha.

[maguro13-2]

Shattered Hero ~ Origins of the Ink Demon : Episode Maka Pt.13 ~

[Chun-Nan (Day) - Kenichi Tokoi]

Ashley : Hey, Two of dumplings please!

Mona : Here you go. It's on the house.

Young Cricket : Hey, Ashley. Thank you for saving my life back there. If I haven't been defending myself from those strange masked guys, I would have easily defended ourselves from danger.

Ashley : My pleasure, cricket. You can count on me anytime. So do you wanna help spend time fixing up the dojo? Kat and Ana are worried that the dojo has left a huge mess after their fight with a demon.

Young Cricket : Oh that's weird, I took the demon child back to it's father so that the Dojo can be safe and sound. Speaking of which, I wonder if Mona ever on her part time job on giving these tasty dumplings. I'm going to create a work of masterpiece that will ever complete me in the science fair and also Penny is working a new invention that will give Wario a new bike.

Master Mantis : So I got a word from Princess Peach. Here look at the newspaper.

[Newspaper : LEADER OF THE KOOPA TRIBE BURNED TO DEATH BY FALLING OFF INTO THE LAVA PIT]

Mario : What!? Me, a murderer who mad that bowser fell into a ridiculous death. It happened on that Crocomire creature who was cooked to death by Samus!

Luigi : Yeah I don't like the sound of it, Mario. Buring a Koopa alive is kinda murder as in that result. You literally cooked a turtle to death and watch his skin getting melt except for his spiny shell!

Mario : Well, I'm sorry that he finally got what he deserved! Told you, cooking someone alive is the result of death and carnage, roasting some turtles is a kind of murder.

Luigi : But you didn't remember that Bowser Jr has a magical pot that has the ability to revive anyone from the dead after being cooked alive! Is that how video game logic works?

Mario : You tell me. Anyways, we're sigining up for the new Samsh Bros game titled "brawl" after Melee since the Space Colony Ark and I was in an incident too after I got framed by his son that makes them coconut heads force me to clean up crap all over on the island! And I just wanted a vacation, this is why I hate 2002 because of that incident! I wished went on a real vacation in Hawaii.

[radio buzzing]

Mario : Luigi! Can you turn off the radio! It's going on with the buzzes!

Luigi : I don't think that's me doing it, Mario! I'm not doing it with the radio.

Mario : Then what are...

Seto : (via radio) Hello! This is Seto the deathless from Needless! I just discovered a shocking truth and it's quite possible to spread it for you! It is just revealed that the Mabuki known as Demon Weapons were all part of an Alchemical research by Shotaro the Dokeshi, the boy who has unleashed an ultimate taboo for creating the demon weapons and it is also stated the Death the Kid that everyone know and love is Dracula's servant Death, a black wolf in sheep's clothing! He ordered Shotaro and the heroes of Soul World into taking down the Kasugatani family tree and I cannot believe that he would do such a thing! This was all a stage to make Witchkind's greatest downfall and will be on the verge of extinction! Tell Maka Albarn that everything she entrusted is a lie from Shinra! A lie to the devil himself! Please, understand the truth and let Truth win!

Mario : What!? Dracula's servant and Castlevania boss character death has been ordering all that!?

Luigi : Damn! So the actual Death the Kid was captured by King Boo! Konami is real smooth for showing their tricks up in their sleeves! I guess the Shinigami from Soul Eater was just a kid that is the human form of a Yokai called Kyokotsu! Lucky bastard! I don't know why the crazy story of Soul Eater was really false and to think that Maka Albarn is the hero of that world! This is the real world and we need to wake ourselves the hell up!

(suddenly lights went out)

Mario : Hey! The lights went out! What's going on here!?

Luigi : This could be a real messed up move!

Daisy : Guys! It's happening! Someone has broken into Nintendo and a recolored Shadow is heading this way!

Mario : Recolored Shadow? I don't know of this recolored Shadow!

Daisy : You gotta believe me! He is an acutal recolor of Shadow and he has the purpose of manipulating a hedgehog from the future and killing the blue blur himself! They say that he'll make the planet fall into darkness along with Real World AU itself!

Mario : Oh yeah!? Well who is this bozo that is attempting to drown the planet in darkness?

Mephiles : Simple question you may ask. But it shall be the living things that shall rejoice their selves to darkness! You'll just be lucky that you will be in your nightmares and all that frustration will easily hurt a heart and soul!

Mario : Ahh, sh**! I knew it! I knew someone in the building is going to get us! Hey, what do you think you're doing!? No! Stop! DON'T TOUCH ME!!!

(Mephiles laughs evilly)

Mario : Luigi! Guys! HEEEEELP!!!

(the lights were suddenly turned back on as Mario is missing)

Luigi : (gasped in shock) MARIO!!! NOOOOO!!! NOT MY BRO! ANYTHING BUT MY SWEET BRO-O-O-O-O-OOOO!!!

Mona : What's going on here!? Mario's missing!

Luigi : Yes! A recolor came by and took Mario hostage! Who could've done this!

Mona : Yeah, as a result of in that, Wario is missing too! and I haven't getting a direct call from him!

Waluigi : And who am I going to play tennis for what!? Now I don't have someone to play Tennis or Golf! And there will no be kart racing for tomorrow!

Luigi : (looks up into the sky, yelling) MARIOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

"Meanwhile..."

Mizune : [whistling a tune] Hey, dad. Long time no see. Do you remember who I am now? It's me, Mizune, your beloved daughter. (sees a photo frame of Mouser) I know that you haven't seen your daughter in years and I haven't seen you in years.

[Sadness - Seirou Okamoto]

Mizune : I promised you that I would able to reunite with you for a long time. But I haven't realized that I was the not only person that I ever get to see you again.

*flashback*

Mouser : Listen here, Mizune. You'll grow to be a strong girl just like your old man and when you do, you'll be just like me someday when you get older! How does that sound!

Young Mizune : Sounds great! I want to be the greatest being that I ever wanted to be the icon of my own! I will become the world's greatest treasure hunter there is!

Mouser : That's my girl!

*flashback ends*

Mizune : So now I understand that you wanted to see your own daughter again, dad. But now that you're gone dead, it's like that I never get to see you again...and I never felt this alone because I wanted to become the strong girl that I dreamed of! I dreamed that I would become the world's greatest treasure that there is and no one will ever take it away!

Blair : Long time no see, Treasure hunter!

Mizune : My rival from the same school, Blair?!

Blair : What are you doing here at Mouser's grave? What's the matter, Mizune? Cat got your tongue?

Mizune : You know why I came to daddy's graveyard, I came to mourn his loss of him after he died, he vanished from existence. I didn't know why I wanted to be the villain that is a part of a story. Believe it or not, I will never be a villain like this. Eruka was right about this, Medusa is not the friendly person that I expected to work with. No wonder why the author would make me the villain of the story. But...(grabs Blair by neck) If anything happens to Free or Eruka in the country, you'll pay. (Blair backs off)

Blair : So what!? That's how that I was such in an influence since we know each other at High school. I come to the church in Maryland everyday. You're begging that you planned on reviving Shinra's grandson to wipeout the planet, would ya? That's genocide!

Mizune : I didn't say that we of Ashley's kind were supposed to destroy the planet, that would be the heartless that is their doing! Here's something that I needed to tell you something, I didn't wanted to become a stupid villain! I wanted to become a hero of another story! I am sick and tired of the heartless' crap! That stupid Medusa and her dumb sisters would eventually get their asses kicked by the force! I could never trust a cold-blooded son of a b*tch that has us ever done to our kind. Thanks to unknown circumstances, Medusa and her sisters would be gone missing to confess their crimes against humanity. If only they were here to destroy the planet that easily.

Daroach : Still thinking about Mouser's loss, would you? I'm so sorry to hear that your father has passed on!

[Dark Samus Appears - Kenji Yamamoto]

Mizune : Daroach? Is that you? What happened to yourself? What did you go a little blue? Wait a sec, (her visions show Dark Nebula who is currently possessing him) Dark Nebula! How did you--?!

Daroach : (possessed by Dark Nebula) Escaped from imprisonment? Yes that's right. It was all thanks to this mice who freed me from that horrible prison that I lay dormant for all eternity. I have needed time for such lovely reunion to your master's body.

Blair : Hold the phone. Are you saying that Daroach is Mizune's master?

Mizune : And my adoptive grandfather as well. Enough fun and games, Dark Nebula! You come right out that body of his! I mean it now! You'll never cover the planet in darkness, not even the king of all Ink Demons would able to bring humanity into despair!

Daroach : (possessed by Dark Nebula) Fat chance, Mice girl! Once I reclaim my right position as ruler of the Underworld, I shall get rid of Earth's underworld rulers Hades and pluto, so does Yama himself to bring the darkness and despair for the rest of your lives! Both Humankind and Witchkind shall forever be in their miserable fates.

Mizune : Dark Nebula!

Daroach : Here! Have a present from your late father!

Mizune : What the-!?

*DBZ SFX : LOUD EXPLOSION*

Blair and Mizune : (coughing out)

Mizune : Dark Nebula! (realizing that Daroach disappeared) Damn it! He's got Daroach and now they're both gone!

Blair : Oh no! He must've went into space! Along with...the Squeakers!

Mizune : Daroach, no! (falls down on the ground) ...No! (whimpering) It's should've been me, not him! It's not fair! Why couldn't Dark Nebula just take me instead and be it's own puppet? I will never forgive for this Nebula! I'll make sure that you'll die with a terrible fate! A fate that you'll never forget just like what you did to daddy! I'll kill you for this!

(Dark Nebula laughs sinisterly)

~ Act 13 : Personification of Darkness ~

[akai-anna]

Hiya, it's your DCMK exchange giver! I'm very sorry for disappearing for a bit there! Thank you for accepting me as well *bows*

How did your interview go? I hope well! As for me, I won't lie, it's been a little crazy around here lately, but it's mostly settled down ^_^

There are sooo many things I really like about DCMK, and honestly with as big the fandom is I feel like there's always one little nook that's dedicated to some specific part of the show?? Butttt as for something that I cherish a lot but don't really see a lot of appreciation for, i'd probably say Haibara's relationship with the detective boys? I dunno, I think there's something that just GETS me when I think about her backstory and then I look at her goofing (or as much as what Haibara does can be considered 'goofing') around with these weird little five-year-olds.

Another small thing I kinda appreciate is how like, when the killer is revealed at the end, I never feel like the reaction they get is disproportionate to what they did? If that makes sense? I feel like with some mystery stories/anime I've seen in the past, when the killer is revealed, I feel like the surrounding characters sometimes either overreact or underreact. At least for the most part, the show is good at communicating to the audience whether a killer is 'sympathetic' or semi-sympathetic or completely deplorable. I'm not really sure if that makes sense haha, but I think it's nice because with other stories that do that a lot, it can kinda pull you out of the head space.

YESS I AM A PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP ENTHUSIAST!! Honestly, reading your ask about Vermouth is making me want to rewatch her episodes... I hope for more Vermouth in the future, and! I'm sure we'll get her backstory eventually! Right Gosho Aoyama?? RIGHT???

Glad you liked the fic rec, do you have any you would recommend :D? I like pretty much anything, so sky's the limittt

AND OH MY GOSH

YOUR DOG IS SO DEAR I LOVE HER

sending her hearts <3

Anywho, for another question, out of curiosity, how did you get into DCMK?

Also, I'm really sorry to say this, but I think I might need a little more time for your gift, so I might need to post it a little late. I'll check with the mods to see how that usually goes, but I'm really sorry! I'll try to get it out as soon as possible.

Hope you have a great day ^_^!

HI THERE AGAIN, LOVELY!!! I'm very happy to see you back!

Firstly: take all the time you need, and I mean it! No rush, I'll wait for however long you take! (You so kindly accepted me so close to the end of the exchange, so truly, no worries, take your time!)

And thank you for asking, it actually went quite well! In fact, I started a brand new job this monday where I went for the interview, and I've been really enjoying it so far (more than I thought I would which is a very pleasant surprise). On the other hand, yesterday one of our cars got totally obliterated, so. (Fortunately no one got hurt, the only damage we got out of it is the material sort.) Life has a way of balancing things out, I guess.

As for you, I hope things settle down further for you, and you can have some peace and time to enjoy for yourself!

And Haibara's relationship with the Detective Boys, yes, Yes, YES, I HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR THEM TOO. I think the Elementary Squad did so much good for both Shinichi and Shiho... I'm so emotional about these two getting attached and caring for this lil group of actual tiny children but also them being friends. And the way they inspire each other. (Ai to stay and keep living and be herself, and for Shinichi learning the merit of working together and just letting himself enjoy something for the joy of it... I'm emotional...) Yes I Love.

And that is such an interesting take! I admit, I've never thought about it before, but gosh. That is such a good point. I don't feel this applies to all cases (mostly from recent ones? recent-ish?), but I definitely remember instances like this from Olde DetCo. I think, partly it's that the reactions feel genuine? Especially when the ones who are reacting to it are characters that I care about a lot: their reactions compel deep emotions in me. Gosh, now I'm going to pay more attention to this on my current reread. Thank you for sharing this thought!

Honestly? Same. At this point I always feel like rewatching/rereading anything with Vermouth (which is not much, unfortunately for me). And gosh... I sure hope there will be more about her in the future. (WHERE DO I SIGN UP FOR A VERMOUTH BACKSTORY? PLEASE? WHERE IS MY DETCO OFFICIAL FANBOOK WITH BLOOD TYPES AND BDAYS AND BACKSTORIES AND ALL THE SECRET LORE??? WHERE GOSHO?)

I ADORE FIC RECS, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!! As for my own recs... I do have a loooot of fics that I love and adore, so... *coughs* In fact I just made an estimate yesterday that in the past year I checked out (includes fully read/halfway read/noped out of early on type of fics too) around 1000 fics (just on AO3) for DetCo, AND in my fic folder I have around 200-300 saved for reading again later, also known as the fics I got attached to... So if you have any preference (canonical romantic pairs? fandom romantic pairs? just friendship/platonic? something parental? a preferred character dynamic or characterization? a specific trope? you name it), that would narrow down my choices. :') I admit, my main focus tends to be on Shinichi/Conan, but other than that I just usually go after my gut feeling, as in what I crave at that moment, which varies a lot.

RIGHT? MY DEAR ROSIE IS A BABY, THANK YOU, AND A PAT ENTHUSIAST!!! AND I'LL DEFINITELY PASS ON THOSE HEARTS AS PATS TO HER! (Also have some more pictures of my Angel. Me, shoving pictures in your face like a proud parent of their child, who has tons of photos of their kids in their wallet.)

As for how I got into DCMK. Gosh. It has been so long, but I remember there was this Hungarian manga site (which is already long past; it got taken down, oh, childhood memories) when I was in my teens. At that time I was shit at English, so I consumed manga in Hungarian. I was looking around for something to read, I think, and I saw the cover of the first volume of DetCo, and checked out the synopsis. It sounded intriguing! The art style was to my liking! I've always liked detective stories in general! Then, I started reading it, and then got hooked on it, line and sinker. I had my true and first fandom experience through DetCo too: there was a forum, and we had like 4-5 members in total at first, I think? It was quite cozy, and I still think of those times fondly. So I've been into DCMK for more than a decade now at least! *laughs* There was a bit of a pause for a few years (my brain tends to fixate on a very limited amount of things at a time), but last year I felt like rereading the manga (oh, that nostalgia) and... Here I am, again, totally not obsessed at all. *laughs awkwardly* It's almost been a year, going by my twitter thread, since I started that particular reread in February... And still going strong with my love for DCMK. Yup. It's like coming home. But enough about me and my endless rambling, let me return the question to you: how did YOU get into DCMK?

I hope you have a great day too, darling! (And I really hope I'll be seeing you in my inbox at least once more: I'd really love to hear more of your thoughts! But if you don't have time that is all right too: I know how life can be, so no pressure if you cannot!!!)

[pinkteapotwriting]

I’ve been thinking. I see a lot of dom!marauders or them being experienced. But what if it was the opposite? Like y/n is experienced and perhaps a dom, while the boys are virgins (or just had little experience)? it makes me all soft 🥺. Like Y/N could be their best friend/fifth marauder (whichever you choose), and they like ask her to be their first time and it’s all blushy for the boys (them being subs, a few tears of pain for them) go crazy! It’s been on my mind for weeks!

Marauders x Fem!reader

Warning : unprotected sex, cursing, Dom!reader, pretty chill I think, you know, for smut

Word count : 1830

Thanks for being so patient, I hope you like it cause it took me forever to do this. It's a bit heavy on the dialogue but oh well

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Surprise, surprise.

It was raining at Hogwarts. The Scottish countryside is taking on its usual demeanor of moisture in this season. Not that you minded, that just meant you got to spend the day with all of your favourite boys. You Sirius and James were giggling away in the corner while Remus was trying his best to ignore you all and read, but you figured you could peak his interest.

“Okay Pads, what’s your body count?”

“I’ve never killed anybody, but trust me Snivelus has come close.”

“No you dork, how many people have you slept with?”

“I’m not answering that!”

“I’m not gonna slut shame you Sirius.”

“He’s definitely not worried about being slut shamed Y/N” James snorted.

“Like you’re any better off than I am you prick.”

“Cut it out, there’s no need to call each other names. Are you both virgins then?”

“Well, yeah I guess.”

James was much more embarrassed than he needed to be.

“What about you Remmy, have you done anything at all?”

“Ask Sirius.”

“I already did ask Sirius!”

“Ask Sirius.”

“Oh my god why are you all so embarrassed there’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’m just surprised is all. You guys are all really attractive and kind people so I never thought you’d be inexperienced and you’ve dated plenty of girls.”

Remus shut his book.

“Not that it’s any of your business Y/N but i’ve at least given or received a hand job or two before.”

“Why’d you tell me to ask Siri- ooooooooh.”

Sirius had his face in his palms.

“Can we change the subject please.”

James patted his shoulder comfortingly.

“It’s okay Pads. It’s not like the opportunity never arose, we were all just waiting for the right person.”

“Aw well I hope you find them soon, I care about you all so much and you deserve the world.”

Sirius was still groaning into his hands.

“She’s so fucking oblivious.”

Remus chuckled.

“Quite.”

Quite what? Confused definitely.

“I don’t understand.”

The room’s silence was overwhelming, until James took a deep breath and all eyes were drawn to him.

“Sirius and Remus obviously like each other and I’m not going to deny my attraction to either of them.”

“Then why don’t you-”

“It doesn’t feel complete. See we already found that someone, it’s you Y/N.”

“Really? You guys want me that way?”

James shrugged meekly.

“If you’ll have us.”

“I’ve always felt that way about you. I just never wanted to risk our friendship, but if you feel the same then I’d love to.”

Sirius’s head popped out.

“Right now?”

“Ha ha, no we don’t have to right now.”

“Well what are we waiting for, to get to know each other. I know James too well actually.”

You rolled your eyes and turned to probably the most level headed one, but Remus was giving you puppy eyes. You were so drawn to him you walked across the room and cupped his face with your right hand.

“What’s wrong honey?”

“Waited so long already, love. Don’t wanna wait any longer.”

“Jamie, do you want this too?”

“Yes please.”

“Such good manners baby, so I have everyone’s consent then?”

“Very much so.”

“Enthusiastic consent.”

“If you don’t do something I’m going to combust.”

You smirked at Sirius’s comment.

“You don’t get to combust until I say you do, understand?”

“Ooo scary.”

“So be it.”

You took hold of Remus’s hands and placed them on your hips.

“I know you’ll be a good boy for me Remus, won’t you?”

He swallowed thickly and nodded.

“I’ll be good for you Y/N.”

“I know you will Jamie. It’s Siri I’m worried about. Why don’t we show him what he’s missing out on? Lie back against the pillows for me, both of you.”

“What about me?”

“You can watch for now, learn how to follow their example.”

He huffed.

“Suit yourself.”

You knew your usual roles in the bedroom, so you were trying your best not to be too stern. But still, you needed to teach Sirius his place.

You lifted up the bottom of James' shirt and kissed his hip bone delicately. He got more and more ansty as you drifted your direction to the middle and down, and down, and down.

You very happily undid his belt and pulled off his pants. The state of his arousal was much more noticeable now.

“Can I suck your cock Jamie? Would you like that?”

“Yes please.”

“Good boy, Remmy can you spit on my hand please?”

You held your palm up to his mouth expectantly, but he seemed hesitant.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed sweetie, never for doing what I ask.”

He nodded and did what he was told and immediately you felt your clit throb. Having control over these three boys was certainly a power trip. Knowing you were the first person to make James tremble like this as you engulfed his cock expertly was definitely a turn on. As you bobbed up and down on James’ impressive cock, you rubbed the bulge in Remus’s trousers. The whines the two boys were making was truly music to your ears. You lifted with a pop.

“Alright Siri, are you ready to be good now?”

“Yes ma’am”

“Did you like what you were seeing?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Do you wanna try and make Remmy feel good?”

“I’ve never sucked-”

“I know, but I’m here to help you baby.”

You’ve never seen Sirius so nervous, so quiet.

“What I’m gonna get you to do first is what you do when you jerk Remmy off, Okay? Just spit on his cock and move your hand up and down alright?”

Remus shuddered as he watched Sirius in his submissive state.

“Good job Siri, look how happy you’re making Remmy. Now you can start by sucking the head, like this.”

James whimpered, and soon Remus was making the same noises. You placed your palm on Remus’s stomach to keep him from bucking his hips. Much to James disappointment you pulled away from him again.

“Okay Sirius, don’t forget to breathe through your nose and make sure you keep your teeth tucked behind your lips, there we go that’s it. Hollow your cheeks now too. How does that feel Remus?”

“F-feels good.”

“Yeah? Sirius is being such a good boy now. Is Siri gonna make you cum?

“Y-yes.”

You grabbed hold of Sirius’s curly locks and pushed him down farther, making him gag and tear up. The vibrations making Remus cum instantly. You pulled Sirius off once Remus started squirming at the uncomfortable feeling of overstimulation.

“Did you swallow? Show Remmy.”

Remus groaned when he saw Sirius stick out his tongue, and you did too.

“Y/N”

James' voice was raspy.

“Yes baby?”

“Wanna make you feel good, wanna fuck you.”

“Want me to Ride you Jamie?”

“Please.”

“Okay, but since this is your first time you might not last that long alright?”

“That’s okay, Sirius can take over after me.”

“Alright well you lie back and I’ll take care of you. Sirius, you wait like a good boy and I’ll help you out in a second. If you want you can get Remus to suck you off while you wait. Teach him like I taught you.”

You were suddenly aware of how you were still wearing all of your clothes so you hopped off the bed to quickly strip them off and you found yourself smirking at the expression of pure need and desire on James’ face.

You straddled his waist and pressed a kiss to his cheek before aligning his cock with your entrance. Inch by inch you and down on him as he clutched the sheets below him.

“This alright Jamie?”

“Yeah, you?”

“Perfect, can I move now?”

“Yes please.”

You raised your hips up, but before you could bring them back down James snapped his hips up to yours.

“James, fuck.”

But he didn’t seem to care, with one hand resting on your hip and one fondling your breast he kept his steady rhythm that was taking your breath away. Sirius and Remus were no longer enjoying their own pleasure, but enjoying the sight of yours. You reached down to rub your clit, but Sirius pulled your hand away and replaced it with his own.

“Like this Y/N?”

“Just like that baby, doing so good for me.”

Remus squeezed in between James and Sirius to suck on the tit that James wasn’t occupying.

“Boys- I’m gonna cum fuck-”

It’s funny how in public James could be such a little shit, but now all you saw was this wide eyed trembling figure that you got to take care of and fuck it sure was enticing especially when he said things like this.

“Please cum, wanna make you feel good Mommy please please please.”

“Fuck-”

As soon as you clenched around him as you hit your high James was spurting white hot cum into the depths of your pussy. Thank god for wizard contraceptives.

You didn’t really get to bask in the moment however, since Sirius was pulling you from James out of his own desperation. He had you lying on your back.

“I need you”

“I know I’ve kept you waiting for quite some time, go ahead love.”

Not that Sirius was significantly smaller than James, but he had an easier time going inside after you had come already. Your legs found their home wrapped around his waist as soon as he found his pace.

“Y/N, I don’t think I’m going to last long.”

“That’s okay love, this is about you. Be a good boy for me and cum whenever you need.”

“It’s kinda embarrassing though.”

You cupped his cheeks and pulled his lips to meet yours.

“No need to be embarrassed- Doing such a good job Siri your cock feels so good inside of me.”

He falls down to hold his weight on his forearms, moving even faster than before.

“M’close Y/N”

“Go on and cum baby, feels so good.”

He whimpered into your neck and you soothed him by stroking his hair. Eventually he did roll off from you, unfortunately.

“You guys never told me you were subs.”

“When I’m with Remus I’m a dom.”

“Makes sense, I’d quite like to see that actually.”

Remus cleared his throat.

“Does that mean we get to do this again cause I never actually got to-”

“Of course Remmy, it just kind of makes sense doesn’t it.”

Sirius chuckled.

“Yeah, I mean it didn’t take long for James to be calling you Mommy.”

“It’s kinda sweet though, has Remus ever called you Daddy?”

“Not yet, but I feel like we’re on the brink of something big here.”

Now Remus and James were looking at each other like maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

You personally did not have any complaints; Sirius however would probably have some when you reminded him he couldn’t dom you though.

He’d have to learn the hard way.

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@sunny-bunnny @quindolyn @midnightgremlin @weasleyposts @bluemoonyblurbs @emmaev @agalandhermarvelobsession

[miekasa]

positions

+ pairing: eren jaeger x (fem) reader

+ genres and warnings: modern au, explicit smut (18+ only), eren is annoying but he’s also hot so it makes up for it i guess 🙄

+ word count: 3k

+ notes: i don’t want to talk about this actually, so if you see it, no you didn’t </2 i kind of got carried away with number three. sorry.

+ summary: eren just likes it with you—will take you however you want him to; but he does have a few favorite positions.

i. missionary — (i’m trying to meet your mama on a sunday, then make a lotta love on a monday).

Eren always did like looking at you. He thinks you’re gorgeous, sexy, and so, so, pretty; all the time, but especially like this.

Because there isn’t anything he likes more than watching you squirm because of him; breath unsteady and voice whiny because of him.

“You’re so pretty, aren’t you?” Eren asks, but question is rhetorical; and you’re barely coherent enough to answer him—like he’s fucked you stupid.

“Course you are,” he answers for you, reaching his right hand up to slip his pointer and middle finger past your lips.

You moan around him, warm, wet heat compassing his digits as you let Eren’s fingers fuck your mouth in sync with him thrust into your pussy. It’s only when he feels your spit pooling on your tongue that he pulls them out, immediately using the soaked fingers to further abuse your sensitive clit.

“My pretty, pretty girl,” Eren sings, tapping at your clit in sync with his repeated words.

Eren smirks through his pants as he drinks in your fucked-out state. He likes the way your eyes are screwed shut, high-pitched moans barely squeaking out as you grip at the sheets. Your back arches when he snaps his hips harder, deeper, and—oh, no, that won’t do.

“No, no, baby be good,” he coos, reaching his hand to press over your tummy and flatten your back to the mattress.

“Eren, please,” you barely choke out, head writhing against the pillow, “Just wanna come, please.”

“Just wanna come?” he repeats, but his tone is taunting, almost fiendish at this point, “‘M not stopping you baby, all you have to do is be good for me.”

“I am good,” you insist, words rushed, desperate, “I’m good for you—your good girl, Eren.”

Eren hums at your words, and bends his knee onto the bed, groaning after you as he hits a spot deeper inside of you. He moves his left hand off of your stomach to support himself on the mattress, and reaches his right hand up, crawling up the column of your throat.

He pinches his pointer finger and thumb at your jaw, leaning down until the tip of his nose brushes against yours, “Open.”

He barely waits until there’s a gap between your lips before he pries your mouth open himself with his thumb, the pad of his finger pushing against your tongue. He flashes you a sadistic smirk before spitting into your mouth, the tip of his tongue grazing against yours before retreating back into his mouth, “Swallow.” 

Your breath is unsteady as your do as you’re told, opening your mouth again to show him just how good you listened; how good you are. A smile washes over his face for a second before he leans forward to kiss you—the kind of kiss he gives before he’s about to fuck you silly, “Good girl.”

ii. against the wall — (cookin’ in the kitchen, and i’m in the bedroom)

Eren isn’t a good cook and he knows it. He’s not terrible—he won’t starve if he ever lived on his own, but he’s no master chef.

It’s probably why he likes watching you cook so much. He would say he likes to help, too, but that would be a lie; he just likes being your taste tester, and distracting you a little bit while he’s at it.

“Did you set the oven to 400?” you ask him, back turned as you pick a wooden spoon from the drawer and bring it to the bowl.

Eren hums, eyes flickering to the oven to ensure that he did, indeed, set it to the right temperature, before taking the few steps necessary to close the distance between you two. Slowly, he wraps his arms around your waist, lightly draping his body over yours as he watches you stir the batter.

“Smells like lemons,” he notes, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Probably because we’re making lemon cake,” you chuckle, bringing your stirring to a stop.

You dip your pointer finger carefully into the batter before bringing it to your lips. You crinkle your nose a bit, before dipping you finger back into the batter, this time hovering it in front of Eren’s lips, “Here, taste. Do you think it needs more sugar? Or maybe vanilla?”

Eren’s gazes flicks from your batter-coated finger, then to your eyes, like a magnet; green growing cloudy with arousal. Carefully, slowly, he pushes forward until his lips wrap around your finger, teeth grazing your digit when he pulls back.

“No,” he answers, voice raspy, “It’s perfect.”

“You sure?” you question, words genuine and innocent; oblivious to the angle he’s playing at.

Eren unwraps his arms from your waist, steps back far enough to allow him to spin you around, you lower back pressed into the counter, and eyes wide. He smiles, reaches his hand into the bowl, but instead of waiting for you to taste it, he brushes it against your mouth, before forcing his finger past your lips, just far enough to clean the remaining batter against your tongue.

“Positive,” Eren says, before bruising his lips against yours in a kiss. Quickly, his tongue flashes to swipe against your bottom lip, bringing sticky, sweet cake batter into your mouth.

Then, he lifts you, skillfully moving the bowl aside to make room for you on the counter; knocking over measuring cups and utensils in his path that are sure to leave a mess, but right now you don’t care. Eren always did like things messy, after all.

Eren’s hands paw at the hem of your shirt, clumsily pulling it over your head. He hisses when you tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling him back down into a searing kiss, and biting at his lower lip in revenge.

A yelp of surprise leaves yours lips as he grips under your thighs and picks you up from the counter. Eren groans when your tangle your hands into his hair, using it as both leverage and support.

“Fuck,” he mutters when you accidentally press yourself against his bulge in an attempt to tighten your legs around his waist. You pull away slightly, breath tickling his face as your eyes jump from his to his lips.

Carefully you comb your fingers through his hair again, elbows resting on his shoulders as you catch your breath.

“Question,” you pose, breathing heavily through your syllables, “How long do you think you can hold me up for?”

“Like this? A while, probably.” Eren replies moving his hands up from under your thighs to your ass.

“But like this,” Eren takes a few steps forwards until your back is pushing against the wall. He smirks when he sees the small gape at your mouth, and squeezes at your ass to exaggerate your expression, before leaning into to whisper in your ear, “A whole lot longer.”

iii. double date — (this some shit that I usually don’t do, but for you I kinda want to)

Armin’s fingers are, surprisingly, rough. More calloused than you would think; for the rest of him is all soft edges and round features; all smooth and nice and kind and good. 

But, not like this. The Armin whose eyes gaze up at you from your legs is hardly anything like that. He’s not the Armin you know; this one is teasing, relentless, almost manic; he’s mean and he knows it.

You can see it in his eyes, that the Armin you know and love is nowhere in sight. Because when Eren pushes his finger inside of you next to Armin’s, you swear those clear, blue eyes that are usually so bright become icy with intent. 

“She’s so pretty, Eren,” Armin says to his friend, but his gaze is on you as he twists his finger inside, knuckles bumping against Eren’s. You throw your head back with a grunted moan, and barely have the strength to hold it up again to see Armin’s smirk, “So pretty.”

“She is, isn’t she?” Eren coos, green eyes smiling at you.

It’s almost too much, the both of them looking at you from between your legs. You’re not sure which one to focus on—if you have the strength to meet either of their gazes for more an a second before screwing your eyes shut, overwhelmed by it. The attention, the feeling, the shared lust is all too much.

“Armin, hold on, let me—” Eren grunts, twisting his finger inside of you, so that it intertwines with Armin’s, “There we go.”

The sensation drives you crazy, the feeling of their fingers brushing against each other—brushing against your walls makes your head spin, and you curl your own fingers into a ball at your sides. It’s only two fingers—but it feels foreign, new, too much; it makes you thrash, they way they pump their digits inside of you, perfectly in sync, perfectly full every time.

It’s new to you, but Eren and Armin have always been best friends; it’s not abnormal for them to share. And they do it so well.

“Eren, Armin, I—” you call, almost wail at you feel someone’s fingertips brush past your weak spot, “Please.”

Your hips rise as you groan with the feeling, and as if rehearsed, the both of their free hands are quick to snap you back against the mattress. When you look down at them, Eren has a dirty look in his eyes, but Armin’s is dirtier—as if you let you know that that he did that; that he planned it, too.

“Don’t be rude,” Eren tuts, “Armin’s being so nice to you, so be good for him. Be good for us.”

You almost want to cry—if this is his nice, you’ve severely underestimated the Armin Arlert you know.  

“You wanna come, yeah?” Armin asks you, with a tone so light and genuine, you would never think he’s capable of anything he’s currently doing.

You nod your head embarrassingly quickly, a stuttered moan slipping out as both boys tighten their told on each other’s fingers; and Armin smirks with glassy eyes before lowering his head closer to your center, “Don’t worry, I’ll let you.”

Armin’s eyes flicker to Eren’s only for a moment, a ghost of a nod shared before the two boys before Armin’s tongue is flat against your slit. You hiss, incoherent moans escaping your throat; Armin is merciless, licking, and sucking until it hurts to breathe.

Your eyes flutter shut when Armin pushes the tip of his tongue against your clit, both his and Eren’s fingers slowing in time with his movement, before speeding up just as he sucks at the bud again. Eren bites a kiss into your thigh, hand squeezing at your hips again.

“I said be good,” he reminds you, sucking at your skin again with warning, “Look at him.”

You don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse, that the second you make eye contact with the blonde again, he sucks on your clit; not ceasing his actions until you come with hot, white flashes resonating through your body.

You can hear them laugh at your collapse, Eren gently kissing your shaking thigh as your body goes limp. Eren shimmies his body up slightly, pulling both his and Armin’s fingers from your pussy and guiding them to your lips.

“Taste,” is his simple command, ordering you to open your mouth wide enough to take both of their fingers.

Eren hums through a laugh, before turning his head to Armin. He takes his fingers out of your mouth, brings his hand to the back of his friend’s head, grabbing tufts of blonde hair in his grip, and angling his head for a perfect kiss, “Share.”

You can barely register their mouths moving together, lewd sounds and flashes of tongue in their kissing, before your head falls back against your pillow again. They’ll be the end of you someday, you’re certain of it.

Your reaction makes Armin chuckle—almost innocently, but you know now you’ve been using that word far too liberally with him. He crawls up to lay next you, gently cradling your cheek with one hand to pull your face to his.

“Good right?” he asks gently, a light kiss placed on your bruised lips.

“Hm,” you can just barely nod, eyes flickering to stay open, “Eren was right.”

Eren finds himself at your other side, pressing feather-light kisses into your neck and jaw, “Told you so, baby.”

“Eren would know,” Armin smiles, and those blue eyes are coated with a layer of mischief once again, “He speaks from personal experience, after all.”

iv. the throne — (you’re down for me, and i’m down, too)

“You have to be careful,” you warn him, “It won’t be very sexy if I fall over into the tub.”

Eren hums, with the intonation that tells you he heard you, but he’s not really listening. He peppers kisses along your thigh, hands greedy; grabbing and pinching at your skin. He uses one hand to pry your legs open wider; one knee bent, foot resting against the side of your bathtub, while the other is grounded against the tiles, and Eren on his knees below you.

You don’t know why this is a fantasy of his—and why he wants to do it now, in the bathroom of all places, but you admit you give into him more than you should.

He wraps his forearms under your thighs, reaching so that the palm of his hands pull at your skin; and pull you closer to his face. Nervous, you grip at the sink for extra support.

Eren smirks below you, peppering an apologetic kiss dangerously close to your center. You growl, using your free hand to grab at his hair, crane his neck back to make him look at you.

“Eren, listen to me,” you tell him. He knows your voice has annoyance laced in it, but it’s also heavy with authority, and makes blood rush to his pants.

Raised eyebrows lower slowly, his pupils wide and blown out at your sudden command; before his surprise morphs into lust. “Of course, baby,” he concedes, licking at your clit too quickly, “Tell me what you want. I’ll listen.”

You squint with disbelief. Nothing is ever that straightforward with Eren; even when he’s on his knees about to give, he’s asking something of you, too. Nevertheless, you loosen your hold on his hair in favor of cradling his head more gently.

“Just,” you start, a shaky breath escaping through your words when Eren’s tongue prods at your clit, “Just make sure I don’t fall.”

Eren hums, vibrations resonating throughout your body, a hissed curse slipping past your lips. “Of course,” he repeats, “I wouldn’t want to hurt my baby.”

You nod, breath growing increasing unsteady when Eren circles your clit with his tongue. He gets greedy, alternating between licking, and kissing, and sucking; and relishing in your body growing heavy in his hands.

“Though,” he says, words spoken muffled against your sensitive skin, but those green eyes are bright and bold when they look at you, “If you’re afraid of falling, you could always sit on my face instead.”

v. love on top — (my love’s infinite, nothing I wouldn’t do, won’t do, for you)

You’re pretty like this, too. Pretty all the time—but if there’s one thing Eren likes more than you under him, it’s you on top of him.

“You’re so hot like this,” he says, voice thick with lust, as he reaches out to rest his hands against your hips.

Eren likes the way you bounce on top of him, thighs shaking against his. He’s surprised when you move your hands to take his off of you—quick to question your motives, before you lace your hands with his, a weak, but sweet smile when your fingers are intertwined.

He smiles back, using your connected hands to pull you forward, elbows bent, the back of his hands plush against the sheets, while your palms hold them down. You’re bent over now, tummy pressed against his, and Eren can feel you breathing into the crook of his neck.

He bends his knee to give him some leverage, adding his own thrusts while you desperately bounce back on his cock.

“B—babe… ‘M gonna come,” he moans, and it’s not long before he’s cumming inside of you. He unlaces one of his hands from yours, using it to rest against the small of your back as you shake through your own orgasm, open mouthed kisses pressed into his collar.

You lay like that for a bit, before Eren pulls out. He has to move you off of him to throw away the condom; but is quick to find his way back to the bed, rolling onto the mattress unceremoniously. He lays facing you, and reaches a hand out, palm open and waiting.

You roll your eyes, but lazily meet him halfway as he daps you up; a stupid smile on his face. He shuffles onto his back, and pulls you on top of him, this time using both hands to wrap around your waist.

“That was so hot,” he muses, love-drunk on you and tracing random patterns into your skin, “You should—should do that more often.”

You curl your hands up to circle his head, lazy fingers playing with his hair, as you nuzzle your head into his chest, eyes fluttering shut, as sleep takes over your body, “Maybe.”

(Definitely).

[finnyboywolfhard]

Shut Him Up

Richie Tozier x Reader 

Aged up 5 years after fight with IT so they are 18 :)

summary: The Losers Club has a movie night and Richie doesn’t know how to shut up. 

warnings: cursing, fluff

word count: 2.1k 

           Popcorn popped loudly in the vibrating microwave, Y/N maneuvered around the kitchen gathering the various snacks and drinks that the Loser’s requested. She grabbed a large bowl for the popcorn as a knock pounded against the door.

“Hold on!” Y/N dropped the hot bag and rushed over to the door, pulling it open with a huff, delighted to see Beverly Marsh behind the door. “Oh thank god it’s you.” Y/N said wrapping her arms around Bev.

“You sure are happy to see me.”

“Because I know you’ll actually help me get everything set up and not just goof off. If Richie was the first one here one more time I was gonna go crazy.” Y/N explained as she walked to the kitchen, handing Bev a few bags of chips and a tray holding drinks. Y/N poured the popcorn in a bowl and grabbed the packages of candy from beside her and ushered for Bev to follow her through the corridor to her Living Room. They dropped the snacks onto the table. Y/N looked down to see she was still in her “nicer” clothes.

“Hey, I’m gonna go get changed real quick, open the door if any of them come.”

“I need you to know I’m gonna snoop.” Bev yelled out as Y/N began bounding up the stairs.

“You always do!” Y/N yelled back. Once inside her room, she rummaged through her drawers to find an old t-shirt and a pair of pajama pants. She put on a pair of socks, grabbed a few blankets from her room and came back down to a room full of teenage boys. She looked around at how the chairs and couches filled up, to see that she was once again stranded on the loveseat with the chatterbox himself Richie Tozier.

“Hey Bev! I think you might have left something in my room last week, can you come with me for a sec?” Y/N yelled, just peering around the corner. All eyes looked at her.

“What did she forget?” Ben asked as Bev passed by him.

“A girl thing, there’s a reason I didn’t say what.”

“Oh so a Brassiere!” Richie said in the annoying British voice before switching back to his own. “You could have just said Y/N/N, we all know you both have tits.”

           Y/N simply flipped him off and grabbed Bev’s hand to go upstairs. The two got inside Y/N’s room and Y/N just crossed her arms and looked at her.

“What? Why are you mad?”

“How the hell did I end up next to Richie AGAIN?”

“We practically have assigned seats at this point…” Bev said trying to play it off.

“Bullshit. Last week you sat in the La-Z-Boy with Bill and this week you’re on the big couch with Ben, Mike and Stan. What is up?” Y/N stared at Bev until she finally broke.

“Okay, he has a crush on you and is too scared to tell you so he keeps asking to sit next to you and showing up first.” Y/N’s jaw hung slack for a few moments before she snapped it shut and ran her hands through her hair. She collapsed backwards onto her bed.

“Beeeevvvvvv. This can’t be happening to me.”

“Oh please, like you don’t feel the same way.” Bev said grabbing Y/N’s hands and pulling her to sit up.

“What are you—“ Y/N looks at Bev who just cocks her head as if to ask ‘are you serious?’. “Fine, maybe I do. But he NEVER shuts up during movies. It ruins the experience.”

“Just ask him to stop, he’d do anything you ask, I’m sure of it.” Bev said. “Now, we have to get down there or else they’ll know this was definitely a lie.”

The two giggle as they leave the room and go back down the stairs. Y/N hip bumps Bev as Bev goes to her seat on the couch and Y/N puts in the movie.

“Kay Stanley, what did you bring us on this fine evening?” Y/N said as she glanced down at the CD.

“Forrest Gump. It was released in theaters a few months ago, the woman at Blockbuster said that it is a must see. It has Tom Hanks.”

“Oh that’s the dude on the poster in the Arcade!” Richie piped in.

“Yeah it is Richie! Doesn’t it have umm…the woman who played Princess Buttercup…umm Ro—“

“Robin Wright!” Stanley finished her thought. “Yeah it is, so you’ve heard of it?”

“Yeah my parents saw it, they loved it. I guess we’re in for a treat.” Y/N flashed her smile to the Loser’s as she tiptoed her way to beside Richie. She couldn’t help but notice that there was only one blanket on the seat.

“Hey guys? I thought I brought down a blanket for each of us?” Y/N looked around the room, the sound of previews playing. Her eyes finally landed on Bev, who had a curious smirk across her face.

“Oh…huh…when I was distributing them there was only seven…I guess you didn’t.”

“It’s fine, I’ll just go grab another.” Before she could leave, Richie grabbed a hold of her hand.

“Don’t worry about that, just take this one. I don’t get cold.”

“Yeah, okay, sure. We all know that’s true.” Y/N said sarcastically, dropping onto the seat. The movie had only been playing for about 15 minutes and Y/N swore that Richie was leaning over and whispering something for 14 minutes of it.  

“Psst…Y/N/N…” Richie leaned over to whisper once more.

“What?!” Y/N whispered back with force.

“I actually am cold, can we share?” She looked over, he was giving her puppy dog eyes and her hard exterior was being broken with each second she held eye contact.

“Fine.” She untucked the blanked from under her and threw it across Richie’s Lap. She had to scoot closer in order for the blanket to comfortably cover them both.

“Oooh, awfully close there sweetheart. It’s almost like you like me or some shit.” Richie teased. Y/N just rolled her eyes and kept her focus onto the movie. The blanket and close proximity kept Richie quiet for a bit, but not too long.

“Y/N/N.”

“Richie, please, can you just shut the fuck up?” Y/N/N plead to him in a whisper. She looked toward him, unaware of how close they were, as their noses nearly grazed. Richie took in a breath.

“Make me.” He said, softening his frame. Y/N didn’t know what took over her. Maybe it was the fact that she wanted to actually watch the movie. Maybe it was the fact that she’s had a crush on Richie for the past two years. Maybe she’s using it as ammunition against his crush. She didn’t know for certain, but she leaned forward and kissed Richie. At first gently--longingly. But then she pulled his head closer to her for a more passionate kiss for a few seconds and then she pulled back. She sat back firmly against the couch. Richie sat dazed for a second, glancing between Y/N and his own lap before sitting back just as Y/N did.

           The credits began to roll when Mike leaned over and flicked on the lamp in the room. Everyone did the usual stretching and readjusting to light. Stan and Eddie started to small talk about the movie but their attention was piqued by Bev.

“Y/N, did you break Richie?” Bev asked, looking towards the boy who was sitting back against the loveseat, with love struck eyes and a confused look across his face. Every so often he would just look over towards Y/N and then immediately just back to his lap. Y/N glanced over for the first time since and giggled to herself a little bit.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Y/N said just for the ruse.

“Look at him! He’s like…glazed over.” Eddie said flailing at the boy sitting there.

“Yeah, and I haven’t heard him in like 45 minutes, that’s not normal.” Stanley agreed. Suddenly, Richie snaps out of his daze and cockily turns to Y/N.

“Come on, Y/N/N. Show them what you did to me.” Richie smirked in the cockiest way he ever has. As much as she hated it, she kinda loved it too.

“Fine, I will.” Y/N declared in the same tone, making glaring eye contact as she pulled Richie in for a kiss. It lasted for a few moments before they pulled apart. They looked at each other for a few moments.

“What just happened?” Mike said blankly bursting the bubble the two were in.

“That was so…” Eddie pauses to gag. “So fucking nasty.”

“Wow thank you Eds for those touching words.” Y/N sarcastically said.

“Are you gonna explain or are we just gonna sit here?” Bev asked.

“He wouldn’t shut the fuck up during the movie so I asked him to, and he said ‘make me’, so I kissed him. It worked.” She said, maintaining eye contact with Bev, who then started to giggle. Richie’s eyes moved between the two girls, piecing things together.

“Fuck you Bev. You fucking told her.” Richie said standing up angrily, gathering his stuff up, clearly about to storm out.

“Richie I—“Bev started to answer.

“I don’t want to hear it. You both embarrassed me, I…I gotta go.” Richie tried to get past Bill and Mike who had now formed a barrier in front of the door.

“R-R-R-Richie, just listen to th-th-them.” Bill said.

“Why should I?” Richie said. Y/N nervously stood from the love seat and turned to face the doorway.

“Because I’m in love with you.”

“You’re fucking in love with me?” Richie asked shocked.

“Let’s go upstairs, shall we?” Y/N laced her hands through Richie’s and pulls him up the stairs. She slinks through her door and sits on the edge of the bed, patting the spot next to her for Richie. He sits down, and starts wringing his hands. The silence is deafening. “Hey.” She said as she leans to bump into him.

“Y/N/N…” he said dishearteningly. As she looked at him, her gut told her to just say ‘Fuck it’.

“Richie I have had a crush on you since that day two years ago when you found me crying in the clubhouse. You just sat and listened to me, and you made me feel so…safe. It was a side of you I had never seen before. And I liked it. And then suddenly I started liking everything. Except for when you talk through movies, but everything else.” She giggled, and looked at him. She loved the way his curls framed his face and the way his brown eyes still sparkled unlike any other. She loved the way sometimes his mouth looked too big for his face. She loved the way he would overcompensate with his jokes. She loved the way he would tease and treat all of the Losers the same way, and that he cared about spending time with each and every single one of them. He was so loyal, and funny, and handsome, and he was just so utterly Richie.

“You were even pretty when you were crying.” Richie joked back. “I’ve liked you since after the fight with IT, when you asked me if I was okay. No one ever asks me that. I’m surprised you didn’t catch on to this whole fucking crush thing sooner.”

“I’m surprised you were such a pussy and didn’t make the first move.” Y/N responded back.

“Ouch, Y/N, getting me right where it hurts.” Richie pretending to stab himself through the heart and fell back onto the bed. He pulled a dead face, only for a second before he opened one eye and turned to her to see her reaction. Through breathy laughs, she leaned down to hover over the boy. His hand found a base at the nape of her neck and pulled her in for a gentle kiss. It started off sweet and soft but as they realized the position they were in, Y/N flipped her leg over his waist in order to straddle him. The kiss began to pick up speed and passion. The two started to really get into it, only to be cut off by the Losers slamming the door open.

“Oh gross! You guys! We were right down stairs!” Eddie shrieked. Y/N climbed off of Richie.

“As if I would fuck him the very first night we’re dating.”

“We’re dAting?” Richie’s voice cracked with excitement. Y/N turned to him, gave him a peck and a smiley nod yes. “Oh Fuck yeah!”

“Does this mean we’re gonna find y’all making out during movie nights now?”

“God no!”-- “Hell yeah!” Richie and Y/N responded in unison, there were definitely a few things they still needed to work out, but they were happier than ever before.

[fireemblems24]

Silver Snow - Final

Alright, so last time last chapter, for Silver Snow. It's been very, very long lol. But I'm sad to see it end.

Alright, so I'm guessing this gravestone thing is picking who I marry?

Annnnd I pick Rhea!

I'll be honest, I was a bit nervous that I forgot which route I needed to rush to her A-Support for, so I'm relieved I got to pick her.

I'll be honest. I have NO idea who we're going to fight on the last map. Before I go to the mission, here's a few guessed: Evil!Edelgard from FEH (though that seems more likely for AM), TWSITD leader, that one dude from the opening cutscene (Nemesis, I believe).

Let's see if I guessed right.

PRE-BATTLE

Rhea without a crown on her head looks weird.

I really wish she got more of a role in this route, not gonna lie.

Is Rhea gonna die? But I picked to marry her. She better not die.

Byleth ruling Fodlan in this route makes sense at least. Especially if Rhea's all sick and stuff now.

Great, Rhea's just a plot-dump instead.

So Rhea this whole time just wanted to see her Mom, poor woman.

So she fused Sothis and Byleth together? Why? Is that what Jeralt was freaked out about in the diary?

Ah, so Rhea created human-like bodies, and upgraded to real babies then? That's kinda shady, kinda illegal sounding.

OH, ok. Thank God. I thought Rhea ran around experimenting on babies. But if it wasn't going to survive anyways, than she actually gave it its only change. So Sothis stone is something like a pace maker for Byleth?

And Byleth's mother actually asked Rhea to do it. This gets less and less sus the more it goes on lol.

Ok, so that explains why Byleth was all weird before Sothis woke up too, because it was only magic keeping Byleth alive.

But . . . if Sothis is inside Byleth, and Sothis is Rhea's mom, and I'm marrying Rhea - does that mean incest? Leave it to Fire Emblem to create the most pesudo-incest-but-not-really-kinda? ever invented. I guess we know what else Holy Wars inspired in this game.

Man Rhea just ran around being like Fodlan's Oprah - you get a crest stone, and you get some blood, and you get some blood! Everyone wins!

OMG Rhea, stop making this incest thing more apparent! Now she's like your mom was my mom, you're my mom, and your dad is also me. Let's fuck. Only Fire Emblem.

So let me get this straight. In part 1, Rhea was nice to Byleth because she saw Byleth as a vessel for Sothis. Claude was nice to Byleth because Byleth could wield a powerful weapon and had a mystery crest. This also seems to be the reason Edelgard was nice to Byleth based on support timing. So only Dimitri really saw Byleth, hunh?

They really went and made the self-insert an actual god lamo.

WTF is going on with Rhea? It's that heartbeat noise again.

Is Rhea going super saiyan?

The power of her crest is taking over her body. OMG is Rhea the final boss? What a random as hell ending.

Does that mean I don't get to marry anyone??

I seriously can't believe Berserk Rhea is the final part of this story. Crazy dragon isn't anything new to Fire Emblem, but how lame. There was 0 build up to this.

I'm not killing Rhea, Seteth.

If Rhea lives though, imagine all the embarrassing stories she's going to have to deal with and endless PMS jokes.

BATTLE

I'm really glad I'm not all split up. It looked that way on the map at first.

Ick, imagine having to drink blood and have some crest stone in you just to get a promotion at your job.

Gotta give Seteth credit for not hesitating to take down berserk Rhea no matter how much it must hurt him.

LAMO Linhardt doesn't want to kill Rhea because of the research potential. Boy didn't change AT ALL since chapter 1. And we love him for it.

This level was super easy - and then you fight Rhea.

If I didn't have Ferdinand Untouchable von Aegir, this would be a whole lot hell harder. I don't even remember the last time he took damage. This and pot shots with archer horses that hit-and-run took her down.

Still MVP is Ferdinand. Full stop.

He was always one of the best I had in SS, but he started falling behind especially Sylvain, but Petra and Lysithea were also beastly.

But Lysithea and Sylvain got gimped this chapter. Nothing physical can touch Sylvain, but all the magic damage meant his tanking was useless and he can't dodge Rhea either. Everything having high res or being immune to magic at first has made Lysithea severely less useful than usual. Petra is still pulling her weight, but it's all about the fact no one and nothing can touch Ferdinand.

38 turns OMG. Ferdie MVP though. As he should. That boy did a beat down on poor Rhea.

OMG. I think - I just beat my first final battle. 😭

3 more to go 😭

Lord give me the strength (especially Crimson Flower - I don't want to kill Dimitri OR Dedue 😭😭)

POST BATTLE

Seteth sounds so worried.

Holy shit, M!Byleth is pretty in this cut scene. He better be in Three Hopes or I riot.

Castle in the Sky vibes there

Oh, God, so awkward, she just called me mom, and I'm about to marry her, oh God they're going to have some weird sex aren't they?

Rhea's wild rampage - poor Rhea. After getting put on a bus the whole time, she comes back to rampage.

Noooo, why is Kingdom and the Alliance gone? The Empire can suck it, little Imperialists.

Where's Rhea in all this though?

So Byleth becomes an eternal pope king?? OMG, that's hilarious.

The art for those cut scenes though is so good. I really liked this last one of pope king Byleth.

S-SUPPORT

RHEA!!!! There she is. Finally. And she's got her crown again.

Why is Rhea asking if it's okay if she's happy??? 😭😭 Dragon lady deserves all the happiness.

I love how Rhea thinks her other form makes her deserve unhappiness. Like, I cannot tell you how long I've wanted to ride a dragon. Like Eragon was straight-up wish fulfillment. Only my desire for a unicorn was - is - stronger.

Pretty sure not "everyone" wants Byleth to lead. I don't remember voting for him.

Rhea, baby, stop putting yourself down :(

She is owning up to her shit though. Just like Dimitri did.

Now it's Edelgard's turn (I already know that's not happening)

HOW is Byleth's fate Rhea's fault? The alternative is dying stillborn. Like, come on, Rhea, you have a lot to own up too, but this ain't it.

Rhea's design is sooooo pretty though. If I was a cosplayer - that one. (but I don't have thighs like that)

RHEA 😭😭😭😭😭

"Now, I wish only for you to be yourself . . . and to have you by my side."

OMG it's the classic FE "stay by my side" which was tantamount to marriage in the old games, because that's ALL YOU GOT.

RHEA GAVE ME A RING OMG 😭😭😭

They're both being so sweet, I can't.

And here's my ring 😭😭😭

This is so damn cute. Do they all exchange rings like this?

Rhea sparkled. I made her sparkle.

Ok, that picture is kinda cringe, but Rhea's pretty, so I'll take it. Now I need to see Seteth's because . . . reasons.

OMG Rhea's such a SAP "I believe that our love can overcome all."

POST-GAME

Sylvain and Ferdinand got MVP the most. Especially Sylvain. Lysithea and Byleth got it a lot too with the occasional Petra and Bernie.

Is it time for paired endings- yes!!

Cyril went o school. Good for him.

And Shamir became Robin Hood lol.

Catherine left, she's salty Rhea married me instead.

Alois became the captain, good for him!

Manuela helped orphans and never married 😭😭😭

People forgot Flayn existed, but eventually called Seteth father 😭😭😭

Seteth helping the people as expected.

Hanneman kept doing his thing and undid Crest supremacy. What a champ.

Leonie took over Jeralst's mercenaries 😭😭 and became an alcoholic, whyyyyy

Oh, wow, Felix paired up with no one. So he just became a mercenary. I forgot, he's my VW dancer. I didn't use him much here.

Anna made money. This is shocking.

LINHARDT and CASPAR - yesssss, I wanted these two. Lamo they traveled the world and nothing changed. With Caspar the himbo and Linhardt their shared braincell.

PETRA and DOROTHEA!!!!! Another one I wanted paired up!!!! So Petra made Brigid equal like the queen she is.

Wait . . . "Dorothea became the one Petra loved the most." There is no way to heterosexual that sentence. OMG 😭😭😭😭😭 They deserve it.

Lorenz and Lysithea - alright I guess. I wanted Lorenz and Leonie, and don't really ship Lysithea with anyone (maybe Cyril?)

WTF ending is that. Lysithea comes up with some queen boss shit and Lorenz gets all the credit? I guess that's what likely happened all the time, but a shit ending for Lysithea. She's sick and her husband gets all the credit. Damn, she deserved better. Way better.

Sylvain and Ingrid - awww, they seemed pushed together, so I'm happy with this. And Sylvain also ended Crest supremacy and went down and an amazing lord.

That's great for him, but I wish we got a bit more of Ingrid in that ending. Marrying Sylvain doesn't sound so bad though.

OMG Ferdinand married Bernie - lolol. Honestly, not so bad. I think it's cute they were engaged. And I think they'll be cute together.

So Bernie ruled Ferdie's territory while Ferdie ran around helping out all of Fodlan. Eh, it's an alright ending.

Now it's me and Rhea, yea

So Rhea's the pope still, and I'm king. That works. And Rhea helped all those who suffered in war and we were boss leaders. Generic, but I'll take it.

I think that's it, guys.

I'm officially done with Silver Snow.

One down. Three to go.

Oh, music time. Now I'm getting emotional. Lord help me when it's AM and it's my last one.

I'll be writing up a review on SS later.

[bonbonthedragon]

Meeting You Changed Me (15)

Dad!bakugou x fem!reader

A series

Summary: When Bakugou leaves an ugly divorce, leaving him as a single dad he never can imagine himself finding love again, not when he was never actually in love. People manipulate and lie and he can’t trust anyone but those close to him and now protect what he has left. But maybe...just maybe he can give her a chance.

Warnings: fluff, angst, cursing, smut, 18+

Note: so sorry this is some hours late. Lots happening here at home while I’m away and ajndksmdkdk so I hope an extra long chapter makes up for it! Have a lovely day!

Series Masterlist

“Whoa man, that’s insane. You really think he was in her apartment yesterday?”

“When I was there? Yeah. She blamed the cat but when I got there I could have sworn I saw the cat outside by the railing, laying in the sun.”

“Spooky. Ghost cat” kamanari said, shoving a piece of sushi in his mouth

“No ya damn wall outlet.” Bakugou rolled his eyes “I want you to help me save her.”

“So like,” kamanari Swallowed his food “kidnap her with consent and keep her at your house? Kinda like a cute hamster.”

Bakugou stared at his friend, blinking. He reached across the table to slap him before Sero grabbed his wrist and held him. “Okay okay man,” Sero patted the blonds back, helping him calm down and sit back in the chair. Sero sent a look at kirishima with a small smirk, to which the red sent his own knowing smile.

“Seriously though,” kirishima said, until kamanari cut in

“Noooo man! It’s guys night, can we just relax. It was a long day a work.” Everyone stopped and stared at the electric blond, Bakugou clearly on the verge of jumping him and sero smacking his own forehead. Kamanari raised a brow “what? We’re out and drinking. I thought we were-“

“No man.” Kirishima began “Bakugou called us to help him with (y/n) and this mob monster man. We are not having boys night. Minas not here because of her sister. And you two are the only ones drinking. Your just crazy and bakugous drinking because he’s stressed”

Kamanari stared at them, slowly taking a drink of his beer and setting it down “so we can’t get drunk and have karaoke…?”

Bakugou definitely and clearly thought about reaching over and strangling his friend, but he decided against it. Instead he sighed and dropped his head to his folded arms on the table. The others looked over at him, having not seen him so beat since…well since he realized he was going to marry Kioko….

“Alright. Come on guys,” kirishimas phone pinged, bringing it out and texting something and then nodding “oh! They’re here.”

Bakugou brought his head up “who”

“Hello everyone!” Deku chimed, letting go of todorokis hand to close the diner door

Bakugou put his head back down “no”

Deku looked over at bakugou, who clearly didn’t look okay. He frowned, walking over and taking a seat “Kacchan we are here for you, and-“

Bakugou stood and slapped his hand away “i don’t need you here for me. (Y/n) needs us there for her-“ he was suddenly interrupted by his phone ringing, he pulled it out, freezing when he saw the contact. (Y/n). He stood, looking at the others before walking out of the place and outside “hello?”

“Hey, it’s (Y/n)”

“Hey” he breathed, leaning against the wall

“I um...you don’t have too but- I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner? Make up...for the other day-“

“Yes- yeah I’m free.” He put his phone on speaker and quickly began to look at some restaurants “does Antonio’s sound good? At 7:00?” It was a sudden decision but-

“Oh- yeah. That’s perfect actually. But what about tatu-“

“He’s at my parents!” He immediately intervened, keeping her on speaker and texting his dad “he was already going to stay the night there so- yeah whatever, I’ll make reservations”

She paused. Was he too clearly excited? Maybe he freaked her out- “okay, if it’s not a problem.” She finally said

“-not at all.” He felt a smile appear on his lips, cheeks dusted with a light blush. He turned, freezing when he came eye to eye with the five idiots at the glass door, all smirking at him. He frowned, but his cheeks heated more as he hung up “I’ll meet you there” he shoved the phone in his pocket and scowled at his friends, growling a bit and shoving past them inside “oh fuck off.”

“Kacchan’s got a date!” Kamanari teased

“That’s great!” Deku added

Bakugou grunted, taking out a 20 and setting it on the table “fuck you guys I’m leaving. Got somewhere to be”

“With yo girl! that’s who!” Sero yelled

“Good luck bakugou!” Kirishima said, giving him a thumbs up

Bakugou grumbled as he went out the door, getting far enough to finally take it all in. The giddiness filled his body and he found himself beginning to jog to his apartment to begin getting ready even though he had a few hours. As he did, he got a text back from his dad that they would pick Tatsumi up from daycare and drop him off at noon tomorrow. He called the restaurant for reservations and got a perfect time. Finally things were looking good and he made it to his building, taking the stairs instead and getting into his apartment. As he walked he dropped his hero suit and went straight towards the shower, stepping in and scrubbing every inch of himself.

He wondered if she wanted to see him just as much as he did her. He wanted to know she was okay, that maybe she would clear some things up about yesterday. He wouldn’t bring it up unless she did, that was for sure. Honestly he would rather her not, not to be rude, but he wanted a normal night, just to chat and we’ll...be in her presence. Just the two of them, on a date. Well- she didn’t call it a date, it was like one though- ugh his brain was thinking too much and he sure as hell shouldn’t be getting his hopes up like this. Bakugou turned off the water, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around himself. He dried and quickly got dressed, putting on a nice pair of jeans and a long sleeve, not wanting to be too formal. After blow drying his hair and grabbed his wallet and phone, heading out the door. He’d stop by that flower shop again for some roses. It was probably too forward, but he wanted too. He wanted to see the same look she gave him when he gave her flowers the first time the other day. By the time he was out of the shop, his phone rang to his mother calling.

“Yeah?” He answered

“Dada!” Tatsumi rang through, sounding upset

“Hey kid. Sorry I-“

“You weft’ me!” He whined. He could hear the giggles in the back by his parents, them yelling in the background that the little one stole the phone and was his problem now.

bakugou sighed “sorry bud. Dads got some...uh- extra work to do, I couldn’t come get you. Even if I did I wouldn’t have time to tuck you in or anything.”

“I misss youuuuu, come getttt meeeee”

“It’s just one night-“

“Save meeeee I’m dyinggggg”

He rolled his eyes “I know your grandparents suck but they aren’t that bad”

“You better watch that mouth Katsuki or ill give you a reason to!” He heard his mother yell, making Tatsumi giggle

“Grandma is dropping you off sometime tomorrow, right now you should be in bed. Why you still up?”

“Bwews’s cews’!”

Blues clues, right. “Don’t stay up to late, if you do I’ll ban French toast in the house.”

Tatsumi paused “Wat-“

“Good night squirt, I’ll talk to you in the morning. Love you”

Tatsumi still stayed silent, until bakugou heard his dad tell Tatsumi he didn’t mean what he said about the French toast. Only then did the kid seem to perk and yell into the phone “wove’ you too! G’ight’ daddy! MUAH”

Bakugou chuckled, ending the call and stuffing the phone into this pocket. He froze when screams claimed the night of the silent city. His head whipped around and eyes danced across the street. The wails continued but he didn’t see and bystanders, until smoke and light emitted from behind a building. He looked from down the street, where he should be heading for the restaurant, but then back toward the alleyway. Sighing, he did as any hero would and ran toward the chaos, as he ran he looked down at his watch, if he was quick, he should only be a little late. Another scream was heard and he hurried his steps to the fight. A woman was held up against a wall by a long arm, and a man being held at gunpoint. The villain with the long arm looked over as bakugou appeared and smiled devilishly, shouting to the other to take care of him. Bakugou set the flowers on the ground gently, looking back at the villains and growling.

“Bastards” he cursed, readying his hands at his sides

“DynaMight! What a delight!” The man retrieved his arm, shortening back to a normal length and dropping the woman who fell and held her throat “Bowey?” He turned to the other man, this guy having dark red skin and bright eyes “we have a bit of an issue” he drawled

Bowey looked over at bakugou, hand falling to his side and gun pointing down. Bakugou nodded for the innocent man to run and he did, grabbing the woman and hiding. The ash-blond turned, but before he could say anything, a bright hand came to grab him. He jerked to the side, the hand just grazing him and burning his skin. Fuck. When he jumped back he got a good look at him again, this Bowey mans hands were like the sun, emitting a blinding light and burning like fire. Suddenly bakugou’s head pushed forward, a pulsing pain ripping through his skull as he stumbled back, he growled and turned to the elastic like man.

“Fucking think before you pull stupid shit like that.” He warned, leaping forward “NOW DIE!” His quirk activated and hit the villain, sending him into the wall and time to deal with the other shitty one. Before he knew it, he was behind shoved by the burning hands, tripping over. So he whirled around before he did and grabbed onto Boweys shirt, sending him down with him and causing a explosion to fly him into a building window. Getting up, he groaned annoyingly, looking down at his burnt shirt and huffing. Rude fucker. He was seething with rage when he finally heard sirens, police coming from the end of the alley and jumping out of their cars. Bakugou grunted, going over to the elastic man and pulling him out of the now indented brick wall. The villain howled in pain as he did, limp at bakugou’s hold and letting the hero drag him up to police. Looking over at the broken glass, Bowey laid in blood, eyes wide open and staring at the sky, light in his palms fading. At least he was alive.

Police thanked bakugou and the bystanders clapped. Photos were taken and lights flashed, making the man more irritated. He looked at his watch, fuck. He looked around, people crowding around and news reporters recording live. He glared at the cameras and scoffed when a news woman came up to him. He couldn’t leave, he knew that. So he answered question after question while he was thanked by the man and woman caught in the crossfire of it all. He helped police put the purps in the car and ambulance, looking down at his watch again. Fuck finishing this, he looked around for the flowers, spotting them in the same place he set the bundle. His heart dropped when he realized they were bent and burned a bit, sighing and carefully dusting off some of the charred bits. He didn’t have time to get new ones. He looked at his reflection in a window of a shop, a tattered and singed man looking back who was dirtied in soot.

“Bakugou?”

His head shot up and he came eye to eye with (Y/n). She stood awkwardly in the street, her face was covered in worry. That really didn’t matter right now because his eyes couldn’t help but travel down. She wore a simple dress that came down just above her knees and around her was a large jacket for the cold. Her hair was brushed down and curled it looked. God he never thought someone could be so beautiful-

Suddenly she was in front of him and he blinked, looking down to see her taking his arm and examining them for injuries. His cheeks flushed and he couldn’t help but to just stare, trying hard to look away but it just wouldn’t fucking work. Her eyes met his and he was forced back to reality, cursing himself and stepping back.

“Shit. Sorry I’m late. There was an attack and I couldn’t just leave it-“ he looked down at himself, finding the once intact roses in his hand “oh- uh” he held them up “they were for you. Sorry, they kind of got...sorry”

She blinked at them, taking them and smiling, making the hero’s cheeks threaten to blush more. She freed her other hand and went closer, going to hold his cheek. She held it there for a moment, and bakugou found himself closing his eyes, letting her hold him. It was nice, like honey and silk- what the actual fuck. Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t feel fucking honey or silk. What was this woman doing to him? She stepped closer, retreating her hand only for a second to place the flowers and her bag gently on the ground before returning with both hands. He fought the urge to nuzzle into it, not wanting to make things too weird or seem too needy. Cause god damn it he was more needy than he thought he was. His hands went to hang onto her arm, sighing at the touch.

Click snap

Snap

Click

His eyes shot open to the flashing lights, watching the cameras snap photo after photo. He looked down at (y/n), who had retreated her hands and was now blocking her eyes from the blinding lights. She backed away and grabbed her things, face scrunched and turning so not to face them. She scurried behind bakugou, who got a glimpse of her eyes, which were shadowed in fear. She can’t be seen with him. He turned to the paparazzi, who were asking question upon question.

“I thought you were married!” A man shouted

“Are you cheating on your wife? Who is she DynaMight? A mistress?”

“Look over here! Lady! Can you tell us your name?”

He growled, holding out his arms to cover (y/n) from view “fuck off! Non of ya damn business you bastards” he looked around, and as he did he felt (y/n) back up closer to his side, clearly uncomfortable. He looked back down, seeing her discomfort and went to gently put a hand to her back side. It made her body stiffen, but she went along and let him lead her out of the crowd while still covering her form from the others. She used her coat to cover her face, tucking herself into his shoulder and matching his steps. He found the back of a building to slip behind, putting her in front of him as they lost the group.

He made sure the cost was clear before checking on her. (Y/n) took deep breaths, eyes closed and holding her chest “sorry I…don’t really like my picture taken”

He grunted “its okay. These damn idiots should mind their own business. My love life is non of their concern- I mean- not that I’m in love with you- well I like you- fuck no I mean- your great-“ he was silenced when her hand lightly touched his elbow, making him shut his mouth

“Your covered in soot. My place isn’t far, it’s just a block down. You’ll get sick if you stay dirty like this.” She went to grab his hand, still clearly a bit jump as she only took a couple of his fingers in her hand before beginning to weave herself along the back of the building. He followed wordlessly, in a daze and too stuck in his head about almost confessing right then and there. Before he knew it they were in front of her shop and she was digging for her keys while they went up the steps. She held the door for him, noticing how she stayed by the frame to search the outside, as if someone could be watching.

“Go take a shower and leave your clothes outside. I have a men’s shirt and sweats you can barrow.” He looked at her funny, and she just shrugged a bit “they’re comfortable to sleep in. But I don’t want you changing back into a shirt and pants that are already falling apart from those burns. Your not hurt are you?” He shook his head and she hummed. She sent him to her bathroom, telling him which soaps he should use and fussed over how much he should use. He nearly smiled at that, how she was so easily mothering him. She set some towels out and he followed her over to the door. She walked away, going into her room and as bakugou began to close the door, she was stripping herself from her coat. He paused for a second, (y/n) taking her arms out of the sleeves. The bruises were worse, looking to have set in and darken. She sighed, going over to the mirror and began to look at her self, extending her arms and wincing a bit. Her neck tilted to move her locks out of the way, the prints on her neck matching those all over her. She went to grab the top button of her dress, undoing it, and onto the other, and the other. Bakugou shut the door quickly, taking a deep breath and turning to strip himself.

—

The hero found himself taking a nearly 30 min shower, just sitting there and letting the hot water hit his face. He was too lost in his thought, everything swarming in his head. He finally stepped out and changed into the clothes, taking a deep breath of her scent covering his body. It made his muscles lax, as if there was not problems in the world, only harmony. He stepped out and noticed she was no longer in her room, rather she was in her kitchen. Before he could make any noise, he heard a whimper, a small gasp coming from her lips. He quieted his steps and glances over to the kitchen.

She hung over the counter, a small picture frame in hand as one of her hands lay over her eyes. She was now in a sweatshirt and shorts, clearly trying to be silent while setting the picture down and wiping her face. It was one of Ren, a smiling boy looking up at the camera, holding up what looked to be around be some kind of hearing aid and his hand in a peace sign. She stood there for a moment, collecting herself and startling when bakugous steps made the floor creek. She whipped around, taking one look before looking away, excessively rubbing at her eyes to get the stray tears away. Bakugou went over to her, gently taking her arm and turning her so he could push her body into his, just enough to give her slack to pull away if she wanted. She didn’t, instead she hiccuped, letting his arms wrap around her as she wept. Second later she was pushing him away, rubbing her eyes again and shaking her head.

“I-I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me”

“It’s okay” he reassured, fighting the urge to pull her back in

“No it’s not I- this is embarrassing that’s what it is.” She took a deep breath, then froze when his hand grazed hers. She began to shake her head again as he ignored it and pulled her in anyway. There was no struggle, just the sway of her body coming back against his own. Bakugou looked down and maybe it wasn’t right, or the right moment, but he couldn’t help but get her to look back up at him and connect his lips with hers. She froze, and he gave her room to move back, but she didn’t, neither did she pull in. The blond didn’t force it, his lips just barely on hers. He pulled away, watching as she refused to meet his eyes and hung her head low, tears beginning to spill.

“Shit- I’m sorry-“

“N-no I-“ she came closer, resting her head against his chest as she stared at the floor “I like it but- I can’t…not yet but I… I want to try, try to be closer. I need time- The things I’ve been through- certain people- I dont think I can…I don’t expect you to wait for me. It’s okay if you dont-mph” suddenly his lips were back on hers, and she stayed hesitant at his taste

“I’ll do what fucking ever as long as you give me a chance. Tell me to fucking jump and I will. Just say it. I want you so badly. I’m yours.” He tucked a stray hair behind her ear and out of her wet face, feeling himself get emotional at the sight. He knew why, why she shouldn’t be doing this, couldn’t do this. There were too many risk but- fuck. “Can I kiss you again?” He asked, eyes going to her lips. She nodded, tugging on the shirt and pulling him in.

“Just tell me to stop. We don’t have to.” He said

Before her lips went to his, she spoke, her hold on his shirt tightening. “Please be gentle”

Bakugous chest set aflame, embers beginning to dance and cause his heart to flutter. He experimentally pushed harder against her, loving the way she whimpered into the kiss. He gently trailed a hand to set on her back, hovering over until she helped him do it, taking his hands and placing it on her lower back and the other going to the small of her waist. It was almost as if she fell into him, letting him hold her weight while her hand came to cup his jaw and the other on hang on his arm. They retreated, both huffing for air as his head rested on her shoulder.

He nuzzled his head into her neck, pushing her hair away as she titled hers. He placed a light kiss under her ear, sending a visible shiver through her body. He sucked a spot into her delegate skin, noticing the purple and blue already on her neck. It made him want to cover them, make his own marks but he knew the limit right now. He’d be damned is he scared her off, if he hurt her. She made a low groan, holding his head closer to her. She kissed at his neck when he pulled away, mumbling something about the bedroom. Bakugou moved to pick her up, causing her to gasp at his strength while he went toward the bedroom. Walking in, his mouth refused to leave her, carful not to run into anything. His knees hit the edge of the bed, freeing a hand to place on the mattress as he slowly lowered her down. Once on the blankets, he stood to take off his shirt, quickly climbing back over to capture her lips again. (Y/n) arched when bakugous hand went under her back, tugging at her sweatshirt. She sat up, his hands removing the clothing. His eyes watched as her arms raised and her breast moved with them, settling back into the black lacy bra when she set the hoodie aside. He moaned at the sight, but was quickly thrown out of the state when he truly go a good look at her.

Her arms, chest and stomach littered in bruises, punches to the gut and being forcefully grabbed by….he nearly growled. (Y/n)s eyes widened, seeming to remember them and immediately went to grab the hoodie, looking away as she covered herself. His stomach dropped, grabbing the hoodie and making her look at him.

“Your fucking beautiful” he murmured, guiding for her to let go of the cloth as he set it aside. Her bottom lip wobbled and he took her lips again. He felt his cheeks wet against her returning tears, wiping them away with his thumb “can I keep going?” He asked. She nodded again, taking his hand and placing it on the mountain of her boob. He groaned as he watched, squeezing softly and ripping a moan from her mouth. His dick throbbed painfully in his sweats, fuck. He moved so she was in his lap, hand undoing the clasp of her bra. As it fell, his eyes watched her breast fall, making her jump a bit as his cock hardened further against her leg. He chuckled, going in to suck on one of her perky buds, his hand rolling the right nipple in his fingers. She sung a symphony atop him, balling his hair in her fist.

Bakugou took his time with each, flicking them against his tongue on one and kneading the other. He licked in the valley of her tits, tasting her as he went down and down until only her legs were hooked around him and she was laying on the pillows. His lips hit her shorts, looking up. She was huffing, looking down at him with lust filled eyes. He took it as a sign and hooked his fingers under, tugging her shorts off and throwing them on the floor. He groaned, seeing the wet spot on her panties and went to graze his fingers over it. She jumped, whining and pushing her hips forward. God he was going to ruin her. He almost didn’t know if he could be as gentle as he needed to be.

In seconds he ripped off her panties, throwing those too and settled between her legs. She whimpered at that, hiding her face behind her hands. He reached up, taking them and away from her face.

“Fuck. Don’t hide, I want to see you.”

Her cheeks went pure red, shaking her head again and tucked her face into the nearest pillow. He snorted, not bothering to pry further and kissed just above her clit. Her hips bucked, his hand having to go and rest on her lower stomach to hold her down. He kissed inside her thighs before hiking her leg up and over his shoulder. (Y/n)s arousal glistened in the dim light, sticking to her inner thighs and making bakugou groan. His hips began to grind into the mattress and he took one long stride between her folds before he dug in. The woman sang as her hands clawed at the sheets, bakugou sucking fiercely at her clit. Her legs threatened to close but he held them open, attacking her pussy like a starving mans last meal.

“F-fuck- bakugou-“

“Shit” he gasped for air “it’s Katsuki- please” and he dove back in, swinging her other leg over and bent them to her stomach.

“Kat-“ she whined

He growled, tongue prodding her needy hole, which was soon replaced his thick fingers. He curled up and watched her reactions, every gasp, whimper and moan like music to his ears, fingers stretched her out in the most delicious way. He grinded against the bed as he attached himself back to her clit, making her body arch off the bed and a cry escape her lips. God she tasted so heavenly. He felt her clamp around his fingers and his cock ached. With his fingers filling her and his tongue doing wonders to her sensitive pearl, she came and he quickly retreated his fingers to watch her gush all over the sheets. It was a fucking sight and he kissed in inside of her leg as she came down from her high. Her body shook and she heaved.

“God- such a good girl- so fucking good. You did so good baby- god you taste like fucking honey” he praised, sucking a bruise into her leg. Bakugou let go as she sat up, pulling him back over her and taking him in a deep kiss. Her hand felt over his pecks, the other rubbing circles into his arm. Bakugou pulled away, making (y/n) whine. Her eyes danced like his all around his body as he began to take off his pants then his boxers. She blushed harder as his cock sprang free, watching him stroke it a bit before crawling back onto the bed. She reached to touch him, but he nudged her back down. “I wanna make you feel good” he said, she just blushed further, letting him get back on top as he positioned himself. He looked up, her hands going to grip his shoulders “tell me if it hurts” he said, leaning down to capture her lips as his tip pushed in. She winced at the stretch, whining into the kiss and making him lean back so he could watch her reactions to know when to stop if it was too much. She shut her eyes tightly, nails digging into his skin and creating crescent moons. He went in to kiss her again, trying his best to distract her from the pain of it. Soon he bottomed out, moaning lowly and dropping his head into the crevices of her neck. He kissed her jaw and down to her collar bone until her hands cupped his face, making him look at her. Her eyes were half lidded and she was clearly lost in pleasure.

“Katsuki- move”

That’s all it took, he planted his hands beside her head and pulled out until just his tip lay then settled back in in one swoop. She moaned loudly, hands flying to his back and digging into him. He grunted with each thrust, watching her expressions and what looked to please her most. With every whimper and cry, she screamed in pleasure as he found her g-spot and hit it over and over. Her pleas were an orchestra, encouraging bakugou to nearly slam into her while the bed shook and creaked. He was so fucking close, her gummy walls gripping his length was becoming too much. He trailed his hand down to her clit, rubbing sloppy circles into the bud.

“Cum for me (y/n)- fuck- you so fucking tight-“

Those words seemed to be all it needed for her to break. (Y/n) cried and wrapped her legs around the blond, pussy taking his dick in a vise grip. He groaned, quickly slipping out and began to pump himself, finishing on her stomach. He nearly collapsed on top of her, nearly, but he didn’t want to crush her. Her held himself up, and she lifted her head and began to kiss his eye lids then his cheeks and jaw. He smiled as she did but froze quickly, leaning back and looking at her stomach, which was covered in his cum.

“Fuck- sorry I didn’t know where too-“

“It’s okay. I’m on the pill anyway.” she led his head to look back at her and his heart melted. She looked so beautiful in the afterglow, like a fucking angel. He shook his head, kissing her before getting up to go to the bathroom. She sat up and watched him go around and grab a towel and wet it with warm water, returning and kneeling onto the bed. Bakugou wiped her down, making sure she was clean and then himself. It saddened bakugou how foreign she acted by the care he was giving her, as if...no, she was never treated like this. With kindness. He walked back and put the rag down in the sink, going to turn on the bath and back to gently pick (y/n) up from the bed. She grunted, clearly sore. He set her on the edge of the tub, letting her get in. He turned to find some towels for when they got out, and as he did he saw her smile from the corner of his eye.

He came back and set the stack on the counter and went to step into the tub with her, getting behind as she rested against his back. He took the soap and luffa and began to scrub her down then himself, bringing handfuls of water up to rinse her off. Her kissed along her back as he did, every handful another kiss placed. She was silent, it wasn’t uncomfortable but rather nice, and he wouldn’t speak a word so he didn’t startle her too much. After the bath he dried her off, changing her into a over sized shirt and underwear while he dressed in the sweat she gave him. He carried her to the bed and set her down, falling in behind and letting her snuggle into his chest. She clung to him like a koala to a tree and it made his whole body giddy at how cute the action was, how different he was seeing her. It was a whole other side he didn’t know existed and he loved it.

“Thank you, for taking care of me.” She mumbled, wrapping an arm under and around his torso.

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[angryfistman]

kyotani x reader

No warnings

Summary: comfort with angry boy

Gender neutral reader

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Being friends with the big scary mad dog wasn’t as bad as other people were lead to believe. He’d occasionally share his lunches with you when you forgot yours (although you couldn’t get away from getting scolded by him.) He’d text you every morning to make sure you did your homework (so he could copy it.) Generally he’d always be there for you in his own way. Sure he wasn’t the most typical friend and maybe not always the nicest, but he was your friend nonetheless.

He knew you wouldn’t last with your current boyfriend. He made sure he told you that multiple times, much to your dismay. That is NOT something you wanted to hear from your friend. But he kept pressuring you into “just thinking about the future of your relationship with him.” You didn’t believe him when he had said he had seen your boyfriend with someone else. You thought it was just him being petty and overprotective like he had been before. Then he showed you evidence, several pictures and a video of him and the person you were always worried about, all in the same places you showed him and loved to take him to. Yeah. That hurt.

“I wouldn’t lie to you about that kind of stuff idiot” he had told you with a scoff. You really should’ve just listened to him then. Now you weren’t quite sure what to do as he showed you the pictures.

“I- oh. First of all I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.” You told him, genuinely feeling quite bad.

“THATS what you’re more worried about right now? That’s stupid.” He replied.

In response you said, “Well I’m going to be honest with you kyo, I’ve kinda been preparing for this since you tried to tell me last week. I didn’t really wanna face it but that night I realized it really wouldn’t be a stretch with the way he’s been acting.”

“The way he’s been acting? Have you been worried about this? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Well you can’t exactly get mad at me! You were the one continuously putting my relationship down and doubting him! So my first reaction when I had troubles is obviously not going to be to go to you. Even if you were right in the end.” He scoffed at that.

Kyotani isn’t the best at dealing with emotions. His or others. So the only way he knew how to help was by saying,

“You wanna go check the park to see if they’re still there and you can watch me beat his ass?”

You laughed and responded,

“You know what? Honestly yeah let’s do it. Though I warn you I might get to him first.”

He smirked at that and gently shoved you forward to start walking to the park.

“What are you gonna do if we actually see him?” Kyotani asked. You sighed and thought about it for a minute before responding,

“I guess we will find out wont we. I haven’t really been in that situation before and it depends on how they react.”

“Makes sense.”

After about five minutes of walking you reached the park. Kyotani led the way to where they had been earlier in the day and then you saw them. Just like in the pictures, they were hanging out in the place beneath the trees you had shown him a month into your relationship. That kind of stung.

Before you could stop yourself you walked up to them and said, “Oh hey! Crazy seeing you guys here! Having fun?” with the biggest smile on your face. All they could do was look up to you in shock before your (now ex) boyfriend started to say,

“Woah hey it’s not what it looks like!”

“Oh really? What does it look like?” You said still with the smile on your face.

“I- uh- I’m sorry!”

“I don’t think you are. I really don’t. Most of the time I wouldn’t waste my time on someone like you but really? Cheating on someone? And one of my closest friends at that?” Kyotani said, stepping towards your ex in a threatening way.

Before Kyotani could actually do anything, you stepped up right in front of him and spit on him. The person he was with said,

“What? Are you a llama? That’s disgusting!”

All you said in return was, “I guess so! Baa bitch! Have fun with someone who cheats I guess! And before you get to say it, I’m breaking up with you dude!” And walked away with Kyotani following close behind you.

“I didn’t think you had it in you to stand up for yourself honestly.” Kyotani said.

“Excuse me? I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself! Plus I think you’ve rubbed off on me. As much as I hate to admit it.”

“That’s dangerous.”

“Tell me about it. Anyways! Wanna come to my house and play the new resident evil game? I could really use some simping for a tall scary woman honestly.” You asked. Kyotani nodded and you both made your way to your house.

After about an hour of playing resident evil and screaming about how much you wanted to marry lady dimitrescu, you had kind of settled down and started thinking about what had happened. You hadn’t really given yourself time to process that he had, in fact, cheated on you and that yall had broken up. Kyotani had noticed you were acting weird and sluggish all of the sudden.

“Hey? What’s wrong? You better not be sad over your ex now.”

“Well how can I not be? We were dating for several months. I’m not all that sad over it! Its just- it’s weird not having anyone to go to now I guess? Like there’s not gonna be the promise of dates or good morning and good night messages.”

“Are you dumb?” Kyotani asked.

“Excuse me?”

“Are you dumb?” He said again.

“You’re not gonna miss out on that stuff. I mean we could always hang out instead and if you really needed me to I guess I could text you good morning instead of just asking for the homework.” He said so nonchalantly that it confused you. You just stared at him with wide eyes.

“Who are you and what did you do with my Kyo!” You said loudly. He scoffed at you for the hundredth time that day and said,

“Well if you’re going to act like that I guess I won’t!”

“Wait wait no I’m sorry!!! Pleaseeee do those things!”

He rolled his eyes at that and said,

“I guess I have to.”

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