#WAIT LMFAO…movie night with the three of them?

[dwightschrute11]

AHHH OH MY GOD IM FUCKING OBSESSED WITH THIS, IM ACTUALLY GOING TO SCREAM WHAT??? GRRR THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE AND WELL DRAWN 😫 grrrrrr when I saw this I got the biggest dating simulator vibes and I’m going to fucking explode if I don’t draw something for this, BIKER GWYN MY BELOVED OH MY GOD 🙏🙏 can you tell I’m obsessed with this? Ahsbajaka you are so good at art OH MY GOD, everything about this grrr…the way you draw their expression, their hair, the clothes, the poses, I’m so not normal about all this

IM GOING TO DRAW SOMETHING FOR THIS SOON 🙏 if I don’t I may die

Modern AU

Biker Gwyn escaping home to a new town with her bike, making new friends, and possibly falling in love with a certain bartender?

The bartender is in love too but he needs to get past her new friends first 🫢

Millie belongs to @the-ozzie

Calypso belongs to @dwightschrute11

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my god i have been away for so long but i am back!! i have had this biker gwyn idea in my head for a while now and i finally drew it ㅜㅜ i miss you all so much

bonus: blud thinks he’s the only competition

[tenrose]

They are doing a LOTR marathon in the cinemas but it's Saturday and I fucking work Saturdays, why do I have to submit to the fatal order of needing money 😭😭😭😭

I can still go to watch ROTK though 👀

[crabonfire]

Romantic things I've experienced / Want to experience but with the mercs :)

characters: sniper, engineer, and Soldier.

warnings: soldiers is like a really short smut shot with a cliffhanger LMFAO

note: only 3 yeah, I'll make them for the others don't worry!! I just felt like writing these three specifically w romantic shit in mind :)

hope u enjoy, if there's any errors I do apologise!!

♡♡♡♡♡♡

sleeping in the same bed for the first time and waking up with them wrapping their hands around my neck and lying their body on my torso ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

After a romantic night with the sniper, for the first time, you ask him to sleep at your place. He accepts, it's late, and well...how could he say no to you?

You two have a nice chat before bed, rambling and laughing over all the silly things you two did that day, and when you start to yawn and when he starts to reply in short hums instead of actual words, you both decide its time to go to sleep.

Turning off the bedside lamp, you give him a kiss on his forehead that flutters the butterflies inside of his stomach. He smiles like a goof, warmth overflowing his body.

"Goodnight baby."

"Night roo."

You both doze off on separate sides of the bed, smiles on both your faces as you think about what to do tomorrow. The next morning, you happened to wake up before he did, and in the best way you could've imagined.

You felt such warmth engulfing you, like getting a big hug from a big bear. It was him...his lanky arms wrapped tightly around your neck, but not too tight you'd be uncomfortable. Chest heaving slowly as he breathes. His cheek placed against your heart, listening to your heartbeat like it's the most angelic music he's ever heard of.

He's so content, this is the most calm you've ever seen him. Now, it's your turn to feel the butterflies. Dear lord, how did you end up with such a man?

♡ I love the lanky bad back having flat ass bushman :) he's totally my type ♡

Having gentlemanly things done to me (*´˘`*)♡

(Feminine presenting reader!!)

Having to wear heels and a revealing dress for a special event sounded like a pain to you, and it was even more painful having to actually do it. After getting your makeup on, and putting your earrings and such, all you needed to do was zip up your dress. You couldn't really reach it, so you called over your boyfriend Engineer who was waiting for you in the other room.

"Hun, could you zip my dress up? I can't reach it." You asked. He took a short pause before replying, " 'Course, darlin'." You turned your back to him and let him zip you up, but you quickly noticed the smirk he had while he did so in the vanity in front of you. The warm lights complimented both of you so well, and you noticed how he looked so gorgeous in that suit of his.

"You look so gorgeous honeybee." He whispered, finally done zipping up that dress. You blushed, a weary smile forming on your face. "You think so?" He chuckled, "I know so. Yer the most radiant girl I've ever seen, I'm a lucky man, I know that well." He wrapped his hands around your waist, leaning in to close to your ear.

"Look at you, so, so pretty."

Your eyes met his through the mirror, he slowly planted a kiss to your shoulder, "Can't believe yer all mine."

You felt yourself heat up at those words, and he only laughed at that, going over near the door to take your shoes. "C'mere sugar." You sat down on the edge of the bed as he kneeled, taking your leg to place your heels in, and tying the strap tightly.

You didn't know what to say or what to do. You've never been treated so delicately before...it almost felt weird to you, being treated like a princess. But...it feels kinda nice, too.

♡AGYYY AWOOGA arfff ARGGDG engie would be the type to take his jacket off and place it over puddles in the street to ensure you wouldn't be wet even though he fully knows you could've walked past it, I love him. ♡

Making out in a car, like one of those drive in movie clichés, or making out by a cliff (﹡ˆ﹀ˆ﹡)♡

NSFW!! be warned bbg

You never thought you'd be stuck inside of a car with Soldier, sitting on his lap and making out with him so passionately that you feel like passing out. This was your fifth date, and you recommended something more cute than your usual chaotic dates with him. He was fine with it, he just wanted to spend time with you. As cliche and as old fashioned as it was, you two actually had a good time.

...because of the fact you both found the movie horrible.

So, you both ended up just...talking in the car while the movie played in the background, eating popcorn and doing stupid trickshots to see who could catch more popcorn in their mouth than the other.

You won, and Soldier was quite furious about it. Demanding and yelling about wanting a rematch, definitely disturbing the other people there, but you didn't care...the movie sucked so bad everybody was probably bored out of their minds anyway.

So how did it turn into this, you ask? Well, let's just say you both ran outta topics and started going at each other like a bunch of wild animals in heat. His hands have their tight grip on your thighs, your arms steady on his shoulders and bodies so close you feel like suffocating.

He tastes so good, a mixture of buttered popcorn and chocolate is the only thing you can taste. It's addictive. But even without the popcorn and chocolate, he'd still taste just as delicious. He moves down to your neck, leaving sloppy, wet hickeys over it. Every whimper and moan that leaves you gets him harder by the second.

"You make real good sounds, you know that cupcake?"

He chuckles when you whine in response,

"I wonder what it'll take for you to scream my name."

Just when you thought you couldn't get any redder, you smile and sigh in pure ecstacy as he slides a finger down to your underwear, teasing and touching you all over. Never thought the soldier would be so alright with such provocative nonsense in public.

But hey, your not gonna complain, right?

♡ Soldier is underrated as hell :( I wont him. ♡

[blkkizzat]

Kaliiiiii. Okay, I was thinking amd just follow me on this....baby lsitter reader. It started off as a gig for Choso's friends' parents when he and choso had plans that night. You meet both of them, and choso casually mentions that he might need a babysitter sometime so he gets your number. You meet little Yuji, and he is the CUTEST kid. He was so fun and inquisitive. It doesn't take long before it's a regular gig. One night, you're staying over, and Yuji's in bed. And choso comes hone, tired but happy. He went out to drinks with a friend and he's making jokes and laughing with you and half watching the movie you had on in the background and then suddenly the jokes have died down and you're just watching a movie together. That wad the first night you spent over their house but not the last. Things keep escalating the more you babysit. After Yuji is asleep, suddenly Choso is there and you're spending time together. And then he makes his move. He kisses you. You want to be a lady and make him wait, but you just can't. He carries you to his room, locks the door and fucks you in positions you weren't aware of. This man had you forgetting your own name, replaced by his. You ran out of condoms three hours ago, but you can't keep your hands off. You originally agreed to just oral when you ran out, but before you knew it, you were on your back, legs over Choso's shoulders. You can't help but admonish yourself a little. You told yourself you were going to stop doing this after you fucked that super weird white haired guy after babysitting the kid he claimed was his God son -🧠

🧠 pooks!!! Aweeee i love babysitter reader x choso trope its so cute with them. Especially cause the man is the cutest puppy dog that immediately goes rabies feral once gets a lil puss in front of him.

Lmfao Choso tryna put a baby in you istg, he know he got more condoms 😩😩😩

ABSOLUTELY SCREAMMMMING AT THE END!!!!! LMFAOOOO NOT U FUCKIN GOJO TOO not you being the babysitter pass around!?!?!?! real asf tho lmfao.

where do i sign up for this job??🤭

you ate again with this one.

[autobot-ratchet]

MTMTE 12-13

MTMTE 12

still so cute that Tailgate's happy place is movie night

damn they really just cut right to the aftermath of the battle like “oh yeah btw Rewind's injured and Swerve got his face blown off. Just to let you know. Okay back to the present”

Drift is in his element, look at that smile, you go baby, slice those dudes up

gfdjks poor First Aid is so done with Chromedome's fussing, give the guy a break he's just worried about his husband

also yeah god this is the first time we get to say explicitly that they're married, isn't it? I remember being completely fucking floored by that the first time I read it, like “wait what do you mEAN THEY'RE ACTUALLY TOGETHER??? LIKE IN THE ROMANCE WAY?!?!?” like I had picked up on the queercoding vibes but then the comic was just like “yeah coding-schmoding, they're queer” and I simply could not believe that shit lmAO

also btw Cyclonus is injured too. Just fyi

I've made fun of Tailgate for embellishing his past accomplishments but damn does he do a good job of stringing Rewind along lmAO kid's a pretty good liar under enough pressure

I love how they show us that horrifying panel of Swerve's fucked up face without context and then later the context turns out to be “yeah he just accidentally shot himself in the face.” he looked down the fuckin barrel of the thing god lmAO

I love the concept of innermost energon so much. For a race that's constantly morphing and changing to give away the one part of themselves that always stays the same no matter what, the fuckin romance of it all

I love Tailgate trying to gas up Chromedome by constantly trash-talking Dominus just on principle alone lmAO “Oh that's Rewind's ex? Fuck that guy he's got nothing on you” “Tailgate he was an incredible person” “Incredibly cringe, maybe”

sorry I am now distracted by the idea of Tailgate using the word “cringe,” that wasn't nearly as much of a thing when this comic was coming out but he absolutely would, holy shit

ooohhhgdjhfs Drift recruiting Chromedome for The Overlord Thing while he's at his lowest and Rewind's incapacitated is so slimy, he really does have to do all the dirty work for this project huh

Cyclonus immediately goes back to help Tailgate clean up, he's making progress, we're getting thereeeeeeeee

I think this is the first time (of many) that Cyclonus looks at Chromedome and Rewind's relationship and is like “...........huh.” Like, he definitely uses them as a framework for his own relationship with Tailgate and wants what they have, even if he doesn't quite realize it at this point

Ah, right, I forgot that Whirl helps Rewind jump his spark out of guilt for nearly killing him alongside Cyclonus lmAO

And Cyclonus protected Rewind.... nnnnNNGFHSDFNgsdf *points at Cyclonus* HAHA YOU HAVE FEELINGS... YOU CARE........

MTMTE 13

I like the implication that this isn't the first time Drift has grabbed Swerve like a football

also love Cyclonus calling Drift too young, both of you are old as dicks

I will never be able to think about the bit where Swerve asks Drift to be his roommate and Drift is like “no thanks, in my off time I prefer to be alone in a state of heightened isolation exploring the limits of solitude” without thinking about that vine that's like “sorry dude I can't go do social event, I'm busy” and then it cuts to him in his room alone, drinking a can of beer with one hand and playing jock jams on a keyboard with the other, this one, this is the vine

I fucking forgot Swerve was still here, I thought they closed the door on him lmfAO they really just had that whole conversation with the door wide open

I'm still so sad we only got the good holomatter avatar generator after Ratchet had used his old one, not to mention everyone whose avatars we never saw. Every day I wonder what Drift's avatar would've looked like

Magnus shoving his way between Swerve and Tailgate, making Tailgate scoot three entire seats over

“I think the program is struggling with human gender- Do I look like a 'Mary Sue?'” ah-HAH *slaps knee*

Aww, I forgot Magnus's avatar is Verity, that's so sweet. I didn't know who Verity was the first time I read this, but now that I do it does hit different lmAO

fuckin rip Magnus. Fhdksjkl I just noticed Rewind recording in the background, you can see the light of his camera on his silhouette

“Why do I get the impression that you can't remember your worst enemy?” nnnnnnNNNNNGGHH

drunk Magnus is cute

“Where IS Chromedome?” “Oh, he's, erm... I'm sure he told me...” NNNNNNNGGHHFFGHGHFGH

“Savor this feeling, everyone. You never know what's around the corner.” yEAH, YOU GUYS SURE DONT...

Cyclonus teaching Tailgate to sing in old Cybertronian... Tailgate said earlier in the issue that Cyclonus was the only link to his past and that was defs on purpose so that this could be Cyclonus's moment of realizing that Tailgate is much the same for him

aww Swerve, buddy... I mean to be fair I would've done the same thing in Blurr's position, Swerve comes on a little strong, but oh man. Swerve's not a bad guy, he's just unbearably lonely but Blurr never could've known that

oh right this is the first little written blurb we get hell yeah

Rung quietly marveling at the miracle of Cybertronian physiology like. That's YOU!!! That's more you than you could ever know!!!!! He doesn't even know that he's the originator of all that!!!!!!!!

it is still so funny that Rung regained the ability to move by getting so sick of Swerve's shit that he subconsciously mustered the power to move his arm so he could shush him

mmmmphphgndfm one of the only things Rung remembers during his recovery period was the smile Skids gave him when he corrected the mispronunciation of his name... SKIDS IS REAL SWEET........

gfdjk the gang watching Cyclonus browse a gift shop like they're ethologists and Cyclonus is a species of animal they've never seen before

godjdfska Magnus trying to make a joke and failing harder than anyone ever could is still so funny.. HE'S TRYING OKAY........ Also, absolutely hysterical joke to be telling to Rung specifically

God Rodimus is such an ass lmAO “What is wrong with people” he asks the therapist, genuinely. Simply solve mental illness, why don't you

ooh, get him, Rung, stick to your guns, attaboy

God. Watching Rodimus lie through his teeth about investigating the voice Rung and Red Alert heard... I mean, it was never going to work out, bringing Overlord onto the ship, it was a doomed endeavor from the start, but seeing all these moments of Drift and Rodimus trying to keep it under wraps is just so bitter lmAO They did their best, their awful, awful best

[biitchcakes]

The Exes of Jessica Drew: Jerry Hunt

After escaping Hydra, Jessica lives on her own in London, desiring to be in control of her own life, to have independence for the first time, while at the same time learning her true origins, and learning how to live amongst people. However, due to the lack of control she had over her pheromones, she has an extra barrier socially ⸺ those attracted to her risk becoming obsessed, while those who wouldn't be into her, instead find her revolting and unsettling.

This makes finding a job next to impossible. So, Jess relies on stealing to eat. When she refuses to do so one night, she's ironically discovered by the police for trespassing after hours. Or, who she assumes to be the police. Turns out the man named Jerry Hunt works at Scotland Yard for S.H.I.E.L.D.

Later on, after only two more chance encounters ⸺ the first where she nearly kills him, and the latter of which she saves his life, Jerry becomes obsessed with her. I personally always assume this is a mixture of her uncontrolled pheromones with each encounter ( so he's just doused with it while he's around her, doesn't get it, and thinks those are his personal feelings ) and then just the fact he's a general cretin. You'll see what I mean as we go on.

Look at his partner's face lmfao me too pal, me too.

To those perhaps unaware, Jessica's pheromones only work if she's around someone. They don't linger, even if she specifically uses them to manipulate someone, the thoughts stop the moment the pheromones in the air do. So, two whole weeks later ? That's aaaaall him.

Naturally, the creep followers her to America, much to the shock and confusion of Jessica. As, all that's happened between them was: he attempted to arrest her, she escaped, they encountered each other again and she nearly kills him with a light pole ( lol ) but saves him, runs, later they both stop a burglary where he gets shot with a laser, and she saves him by taking him to the hospital. That's it !!! Jfc !!! 🚩🚩🚩🚩

Below is when she sees him again over five thousand miles away in a different country during a battle with Morgan Le Fey. Even makes the comment to himself once he finds her that he "won't let her get away again." 😐

After she ( and Magnus ) defeat Morgan for the time being, Jess and Jerry share a kiss, Jessica thinking now this is what love actually is. I headcanon that once she escapes Hydra, she "researches" humanity by reading books, watching movies and TV shows, and so she ends up with some unhealthy views of what love is. How often can you think of a stalking being portrayed as romantic ? How common is a young woman in her early 20's or 30's the romantic lead to a man who is nearly two, sometimes maybe even three decades her senior ?

** ( note: just want to add that obviously not all these relationship age gaps are inherently unhealthy, like someone in their 30's with someone in their 50's. . . it's just that Jessica would see these massive age differences as more of the norm; she is only anywhere from 18 - 22 canonically here, whereas Jerry is obviously much older ⸺ I wouldn't say old, but probably late 30's to mid 40's if I had to hazard a guess. )

For the first couple of weeks, things between the pair are good. But it's not long until they're not. . .

Soon, Jerry becomes fed up with Jessica's independence. How she is constantly there to save him, instead of him being able to save her. He's annoyed with her love and protection, and just wants her to do as he says. He seems to loathe her Spider-Woman persona ( something Jess herself comments on ).

And gets mad at her as above and below all because she wants to take care of him. He's the one dating someone with super powers who is constantly attempting to do good. . . what did he think was going to happen ?

Your Casual Reminder: he was not protesting to her that he wanted her to wait for him to recover, he told her he didn't want her getting involved. He is lying to her to make her feel bad !!!

( Side note: how cute is she walking through the door though ??? He deserves a red flag just for remaining mad when she's so adorable in the doorway. )

So, after this rocky encounter, the two have a date on the beach. But, out of nowhere, Jessica sees a woman flying in the sky. A woman dressed like a moth, a bug like her. And so, she takes off after the other in hopes for answers. Jerry knows Jessica's whole reason for coming to America in the first place is to learn more about herself and her past. Sure, he can be annoyed she took off in the middle of a night together. But. . . this is how he reacts when she lands back on the ground:

Treats her like a fuckin' child !!! 🙄 BASICALLY CALLS HER A FREAK !!! 😤

And she notices this, starts second guessing things. . .

I have to include this because ⸺

"She NEEDS me ! >:((((" Proceeds to get lost and immediately abducted the panel after this.

All you need to know about the sequence below is that Jerry has been gassed and is currently passed out, he is fantasising:

😐 could have fantasised literally any other fairy tale. . . . . he "sometimes wishes" she's more like Little Red Riding Hood. . . . . I hate it here 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩 ( I guess if I give him the benefit of the doubt, the villains they are currently with are the Brothers Grimm but. . . Could have done like, Cinderella or smth idk. . . )

( also not the writers lowkey roasting him a couple times LOLJDKGS "He finally did it. He's a hero. He's saved Jessica. ... For once." kills me any time I think about it pls. )

Also above is him after waking up like ASFKS "ooooh noooo it's THEM ! The people Jess SAVED ME FROM ! 😩"

Below is their first good bye, Jessica declaring after that since both the men in her life have now left ( Magnus becomes a Vegas magician and she assumes Jerry is off back to London ), she "finally has that independence" she's "always desired".

"I thought the connection was more ethereal" 🙄🙄🙄 eat sand.

And idk read this as you will. . . . . but him offering Jess his apartment, saying she has to let him stay "whenever he's in the area", and then specifically choosing to stay in town just to be near Jessica ??? Seems suspicious u ask me. . . . .

That "dizzy blonde" is his new, perfectly competent S.H.I.E.L.D partner. Later at HER beach house, Jerry makes her dinner ( he never made Jessica dinner 🙄 ). This is where they are abducted by a cult, only to be rescued while unconscious by Spider-Woman and The Shroud ( though Jerry highly suspects that Jess is the one who saves him ).

He ends up going over to visit Jessica sometime after ( the bruise is from an unrelated fight ). Below is their final goodbye.

Just dismisses her feelings after like they mean nothing, like he never cared in the first place !!! Further confirms that by saying "that was easier than I thought it would be. Somehow, when I saw her again, all the feelings I felt for her seemed like distant memories. . ." !!! 😡😤

For the record, that "dizzy blonde" is the other woman waiting for him in the car.

Years later, in an act of desperation to find Mattie Franklin, Jessica contacts Jerry for the first time since. Bendis may have tried to erase Jerry in his origin rewrite ( even calling him Jeff here in the next panel, and this is a few years before the rewrite ), but this little nugget still exists.

This is the last time they've been in contact.

[damnhotmsimmons]

Episode 7-What Doesn’t Kill Us..

...makes us stronger. Lol, kidding. Though why the hell did they changed the title at the last minute (it was supposed to be Pieces of Me), it’s not giving the show any favors considering how 16x06 end up. Anyway, here are my thoughts for this episode

caution, spoilers below:

so a woman is trapped somewhere

are those air vents?

For a second, I thought that lady was Nicole Kang from Batwoman

There’s another victim somewhere? 

Now I can why this has a horror movie feel to it

wtf?! Bailey reciting the bookend quotes?

Emily looking fine as always

wait, Garcia is gonna confide to Emily about Tyler?

nvm, Bailey interrupted them. Dammit Bailey, why did you had to had to interrupt some meaningful lady bonding?

Bailey being nervous talking to the Attorney General is not what I expect from him after being an Obstructive Bureaucrat

Emily being so done with politics and getting after nearly dying multiple times is hilarious

not to mention her confusion when Bailey admits he’s nervous and not liking these types of meetings

Again, why is it always the men interrupting any lady bonding, why couldn’t JJ be the one to talk to Tara about her and Rebecca. No offense to Rossi, plus we could have gotten Tara and JJ bonding

You’re not an idiot Tara, Rebecca is being stubborn regardless of her reasons

Rossi being a dad and telling Tara to take three days off

Emily being dramatic af and threatening to resign with Bailey (surprisingly) defending her

Not the Attorney General accusing the BAU of being “distracted�� by the Sicarius case

wait, so the case in West Virginia isn’t connected to the Sicarius storyline?

lights? What is this, stranger things?

“Help me.” oh shit, and it’s in blood

Rossi being a dad

So Tara is working on a separate case, which has to deal with Moose based on the sneak peek

Rossi being so done with Bailey, and his reaction to Bailey joining him on the team is hilarious

“Thank you for welcoming us.” “I didn’t” I can’t lmfao

Bailey debriefing 

“What Agent Jareau”

Seriously, not the bureau taking away their jet again, they just got it 

Bailey is me in a group project

So we’re back to some domestic!Elias, reminding the viewers that he’s still a family man

“I will literally murder you.” Sydney sweetie, your husband is a literal serial killer

not these flashbacks

wtf?! another vision

Luke’s reaction to Rossi knowing about whips

another Reid reference

Luke knowing his scriptures, and his grandmother being religious

so the victim is an ex-convict

Bailey taking

Emily stopping Garcia and wanting to know about her and Tyler Green

Emily being a mood when she hears about the kiss

New back at the BAU Garcia being more impulsive and committed to pleasure, she couldn’t have done that to Luke?

Emily telling Garcia she gave her a migraine instead of a headache with the kiss imfao

“You have to break it off with him.” Emily being the majority of the fandom

“Unless you have a time machine..” gotta love sassy Emily

Emily being grossed out when Garcia tells her Tyler spent the night at her place even if it’s not sex haha

Doug being very sympathetic in the interview is not what I’d expect

his father being a hippie in the 60s was also interesting

so the blonde lady, Grace, is still alive, so far and is trying to help the other captive lady, Ashley

at the sneak peek

Tara sa

Garcia telling Tara to call Rebecca and apologize. I appreciate Garcia trying to help Tara

Not Garcia hanging up on Tyler after telling Tara to call Rebecca

The BAU and Bailey delivering the profiler to local police and the campus 

this headmaster being an ass

so Grace has been there for a while

Not another Elias vision, where he kills his family (again)

no, don’t hurt Grace, and Ashley

Tara interviewing Tawny, surprised she didn’t suspect Elias yet. I loved how she called Tara out for being distracted while praying

oh no, not Sydney confronting Elias outside and at night 

Sydney has a rough childhood?

What does Sydney know about Elias?

Shit shit shit, Elias almost tried to kill his own wife till he learns that she knows he got fired

no, please don’t die Grace

Bailey not in a suit makes him look like a suburban dad with that shirt

So it’s the first time seeing him in the field

Bailey’s dad seems like a much bigger asshole than him

of course Emily would tell Rossi and Rossi seems more delighted to be disappointed in Bailey. Matt, Luke, Reid and Morgan are his favorite “sons”

“Come and get it motherfucker.” Get it Ashley, justice for Grace

oh shit, Grace is alive (barely)

Emily and Bailey going in to save the girls

I got anxiety seeing Ashley struggling to find the right key

Thank god she escaped, moreso that she found Emily and Bailey in time

Them inside the building feels like a horror movie

I wished Emily didn’t go alone to stop the unsub

Never thought I’d be relieved to see Bailey there and stop the unsub

Bailey being shaken after seeing blood in his hands

Elias is losing his family, it was inevitable but it’s a pain to watch

I still want to give Tara a hug

Aww, Will waiting for JJ by the elevator

“adult supper” willifer having date night

Tara watching JJ and Will having a moment, my heart. She’s thinking about Rebecca and wished it was them

Tara and Rebecca deserved to go on a date night, fuck you cm writers

Poor Emily, the attorney general closed the Sicarius case

ugh, Tyler at Garcia’s apartment. Also, the messy hair looks bearable than the slicked back hairstyle he got

oh no no no no no, please are they about to-

Emily is somewhere losing her shit and having two migraines again

It should have been Luke, this is bullshit

So Rossi found Elias in the cctv footage, while Elias is trying to hide and bury more evidence

I swear if this sets up a final confrontation between Rossi and Elias, I don’t want it, Garcia should do that

I had to be informed by @marvelfanlife that there was a post credits scene in this episode. I watched it and....yea, aftermath of the “love scene” *vomits*

I will say that while I still don’t like Greencia, the post credits scene was undeniably hilarious. “Redecorating” my ass. Garcia’s neighbor was funny. Still, it could have been garvez

They fucked on the table? Is Garcia a top? The same table where Luke gave Garcia a kiss on the cheek. Thank god for those books to cover up Tyler

again, does that mean top/dom!Garcia confirmed?

  I wil say that this episode was a slight step up compared to last week’s episode, though I still have some issues with certain stuff like the greencia scenes, the Rebecca drama, and the lack of JJ and Luke in this episode. I don’t know how to feel about Bailey, I guess I hate him less since he does have a conscience, though this doesn’t erase all the terrible things he said to Emily and I wished she doesn’t forgive him so easily. At least this episode has some more good moments to balance out the bad stuff (like the greencia scenes). I was relieved to see some female interactions after having so little in the past. Seeing how Aisha directed this episode also explains the slight improvement this episode had. It’s not perfect but I’m more likely to rewatch this episode more than 16x06

[lovesatoru]

SECRETS REVEALED — MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

FEATURING: megumi fushiguro

CONTENT: fluff, gn!reader, secret relationship gets revealed, sleepy cuddles bc that’s all i ever write it seems.

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A/N: i’m back and i return with FLUFF, my favorite!! i promise i’ll try and write something that isn’t sleeping and cuddles LMFAO. but i’m so happy to be back here and writing again. this turned out way longer than i intended but yay!

Megumi’s head whips around at the sound of his door opening. He was fully prepared to start lecturing Yuji on how he needs to learn how to knock as he gets up from his bed. He quickly comes to realize it was just you and the frown on his face quickly turns into a soft grin at the sight.

“Oh, hi. What’s up?” he says while closing the door behind you.

He takes in your appearance, and he swears he felt his heart flutter in his chest. despite it being the middle of the day, you were still in your pajamas and looked as if you were about to fall asleep standing up. The sleepy smile you give him before answering makes him melt even more.

“Just want you, Megs,” you reach out for his embrace, “M’so tired and just want to be with you.”

And with that, Megumi wraps you up in his arms, placing a kiss on your forehead as he does so.

“Let’s go lay down, okay?” he pulls back, but his arms remain around your waist.

You answer with only a sleepy nod of your head and let him lead you to his neatly made bed. You’ve snuck over several nights, using the claim that his bed was “just so much comfier” than your own. Nights that you spend here always lead to early mornings of waiting until the very last minute to run back to your room before the others wake up. Eventually, you’ll tell them or they’ll find out, but it’s nice for things to be just between you and Megumi.

You crawl under his grey comforter, curling up against him the moment he lays down without a single thought. He’s lying on his back with one arm wrapped around you and your head on his chest. Megumi looks down at you, rubbing your skin softly as you fall asleep. He’s not tired, not one bit actually, but he can’t even think about being anywhere else than with you at this moment.

His mind runs wild as you sleep, fondly recalling how just three months ago you had confronted him for avoiding you, leading him to confess to explain that he wasn’t ignoring you because he hated you, more like it was the exact opposite. He wants crawl up in a ball and die everytime he thinks about how he used to scurry away from you when he realized that he had feelings for you. He wishes he would’ve just told you as soon as he realized, especially now that he knows that you had felt the same way the whole time. But, at the end of the day, you’re now in his arms and you’re both happily in love.

A laugh almost escapes his throat when he thinks about how his friends will react when they find out you’re together. They’ve been trying to pair you two together for months, even before the two of you had taken a liking to each other. From locking you guys in a closet together to both Nobara and Yuji just happening to forget about the movie night they planned for the four of you, they’ve done it all. He can picture it now, Nobara and Yuji high-fiving and screaming “We did it!” and taking credit for successfully getting you two together, despite their efforts not being the true reason he finally confessed to you.

Then he looks down at your sweet, sleeping face once again. He thinks you’re beautiful and the most wonderful person he’s ever met. everyday since you started dating has felt like a dream. Every single thing about you just never fails to amaze him. He fights the urge to lovingly caress your face in fear of waking you up. As cheesy as it is, he asks himself “How did I get so lucky?” as he admires you. Everything is just-

Suddenly, Yuji bursts through the door, “Yo, Fushiguro! Wanna go,” his eyes land on the bed and widen once they realize your lying on top of Megumi.

Megumi sighs, cursing himself for not locking his door when he feels you stir awake.

“If you’re going to barge in here, you could’ve done it quietly atleast.”

Yuji is too stunned to even respond to his statement as he keeps looking between you and Megumi, “(Y/N)? Fushiguro?”

You finally manage to sit up, and to both their surprise, you just sleepily huff, “I was sleeping so good.”

You rub your eyes, not actually fully awake as Yuji begins to bombard the two of you with every question imaginable while Megumi answers each one with the shortest answers possible

“So you two are dating?”

“Yes.”

“How long?”

“Three months.”

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Didn’t come up.”

After what felt like a thousand more questions, you finally feel somewhat awake and decide to butt in.

“Hey, you know what, just go get Nobara and hell, even Gojo if you want. We’ll be there in five minutes and we’ll tell you everything.”

He nods and runs out the door excitedly yelling “Nobara, Hurry! We did it, Megumi and (Y/N) are dating!”

You turn and look at Megumi who is trying to hide his face at the current moment, “It was bound to happen eventually, plus they’re so excited it’s kinda cute.”

He gives a small smile, “You’re right. It’ll be nice to stop sneaking around as much too.” He presses a quick peck to your cheek, “But you do know that for atleast the next two weeks that we will be the topic of discussion.”

“Yes, I know,” You chuckle standing up getting ready to go freshen up a bit in your roombefore heading out to meet them.

Before you can walk out the door, Megumi’s lips are on yours in a slow, soft kiss. It was gentle, just like the way his hand comes up to cup your face. You feel so content as his lips move against yours in a perfect rhythm.

“See! Told you they were together, I wasn’t lying!” Yuji shouts, despite Nobara being right beside him.

[missmeinyourbones]

can i have some general hcs for connie, jean, and eren? :-)

eren

mf is always cracking his knuckles. its his nervous habit he just subconsciously does it whenever he needs to distract himself or keep his hands busy. when you guys hold hands, he will sometimes crack urs as a little surprise and then laugh when you get mad and tell him you don’t want big knuckles

reads mystery novels because he likes to try and solve the mystery before the end. he sees it as a competition between him and the literal author of the book??? he LOVES a good plot twist but gets annoyed when he didn’t guess it lol. gets mad when the characters behave out of character ("baby you will never believe what connell just did. HE WOULD NEVER DO THAT???!!!") please imagine him with a kindle and reading glasses LMFAO

burns everything he makes. if it has to be heated up or cooked? its getting burnt. whether its the toaster, grill, stove, oven, it literally doesn’t matter. its coming out crispy. i hope you like burnt chicken <3

he always pulls ur chair out for u ;(((( even if ur at home and about to sit at the kitchen table to eat a snack he’s like WAIT and pulls it out so you can sit, then he shimmies it closer to the table ;((( also always opens the car door for you. makes you sit and wait while he gets out and walks around the car to your side lol

he loves candles so one is always lit in ur apartment. he really likes vanilla but also just neutral smells in general, like maybe lavender or pine. very picky about his actual candles though, like refuses to use a wax warmer, only uses three wick SOY candles, doesn’t blow out the flame until the whole layer has burned evenly. hes annoying 

connie

tells those stupid inappropriate jokes whenever he gets the chance. yes i’m talking about the deez nutz ones. he’s like hey babe have you seen my bofa? and ur like wtf are u talking about. he tells you "BOFA DEEZ NUTZ XD" and he sleeps on the couch that night

orders waffles every single time you guys go out to breakfast. he is a firm believer that they are better than pancakes because "the pockets hold the syrup and butter so perfectly" and "its the perfect ratio of crunchy and soft" (he’s dead wrong. pancakes for the win baby)

plays fortnite religiously. spends real life money on specific skins and emotes. the classic "where we droppin boys" while on ft with eren, jean, and armin. fights 9 year olds via microphone chat and accuses them of hacking when he loses to them

watches the bachelor/bachelorette a little too intensely. he loves making fun of the cheesy entrances and introductions they do. tries to guess the pecking order of the contestants. if you guys watch it together he makes it a game: "take a sip of ur wine every time he says "my future wife is in this room" lol or if a guy contestant does something shitty he’s like "amateur. i would never do that, especially if you were the bachelorette. would you give me a rose?" goodnight

loves laying down with his head in your lap. like its his go-to position whenever you are doing ANYTHING. watching a movie in bed? his head is in ur lap. ur reading a book on the couch? he makes himself very comfortable, asking you to slide over so he can sprawl out over your legs. if this mf could use your thighs as a pillow every night, he would

jean

doesn't let you pay for ANYTHING regarding dates and stuff >:( he thinks its gentlemanly and chivalrous (which it is) but as an annoying and stubborn s/o who believes relationships should be 50/50 you always try to pay every single time lmfao

cant watch a horror movie for the life of him. wants to be all tough and protect you but once you put one on and snuggle into the couch together you can feel his heart racing hehe. he jumps at all of the minor jump scares like lights flashing or music changes. the movie ends and he's like that wasn't even that bad babe but then you catch him checking to see if the door is locked and quickly scampering down the hall after turning off the lights LOL

SWIFTIE. swiftie swiftie big ol swiftie. yes this is me pushing my personal agenda. pretty mainstream but he LOVES her big hits like love story or shake it off. most definitely serenades you with lover at the top of his lungs. you educate him on her rerecordings and then one day you hear him and connie listening to red (taylor's version) and he's like "so she’s rerecording all of her old albums so she can own them herself" feminist king

prefers to use vaseline instead of chapstick. definitely believes in that conspiracy where there are tiny shards of glass in chapstick so they actually make your lips more dry and it forces you to buy more. he heard that and was like” baby what brand of chapstick do you use? here we can share this vaseline it works better and doesn't taste like bubblegum flavored ass”

he runs very hot??? like is always sweating??? the windows in ur guys’ apartment are always open so a nice breeze can flow through. but he also leaves them open in the winter and ur like baby its snowing SHUT THE WINDOW. and hes like “no leave it open we can cuddle for warmth like the cavemen did” (?????)

[miekasa]

Mie, I’m begging for some Jean college au bf hcs - im literally so down bad for this man and the way you write men is just 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻

Absolutely, not a problem 😌 I saved this ask as a draft a while ago when you sent it, sorry for just now getting to it. Anyway, I love Jean with my whole heart, best boy, best boyfriend <33

King of forehead kisses, and not even just because of his height in comparison to yours; he just likes it. He likes the feeling of pressing his lips against your skin, and making you feel safe.

Brings you tea or coffee however you like it every day without fail. If he can get it to you in the morning before work/school then he’ll do that, if not he’ll meet you some time in the middle of the day to drop it off. Your own personal courier just for drinks.

He… has a thing for long(er) nails. He loves the feeling of them against his skin, even if you’re not scratching to apply pressure—just you holding his hand them grazing his skin is enough for him.

That being said, he will pay for you to get your nails done. Actually, he’ll pay for… almost anything you want, but the nails benefit him as much as they do you so feel free to ball out.

He never blowdries his hair because he doesn’t... know how to do the back of it. You did it for him once and he hasn’t stopped thinking about it since, but he’s also too embarrassed to ask you to do/style it again.

On the subject of hair, he does do his best to style it and take care of it, but he’s a sucker whenever you play with it. Sometimes he feigns like you’re messing up all his hard work, but he’ll literally crane his head into your touch. He loves it. 

The first time he lays on top of you and you run your hands through his hair... top 10 most euphoric moments of his life. He tries to fight off the sleep threatening to take over him, but it’s futile. Give it 15 minutes at most before he’s knocked out like a baby. 

Dogs love him. Anytime you’re in a park or just taking a walk and there’s a dog around, it’ll come up to him and he looks adorable leaning down to pet it. He loves dogs, too! So he’s always happy to stop and pet them. He’d be a 10/10 dog dad. 

Has your name saved in his phone with two hearts at the end. Do not point it out.

Loves taking pictures together and if you guys are on a date, he’ll ask someone to get a picture for him. He just likes having them to look back on (and to send to his mom, later).

He doesn’t mind painting classes or videos or tutorials, but he hates paint by numbers kits. He claims that they have no sense of color theory and that it takes the originality and fun out of painting. Not to mention the quality of the paints isn’t great to begin with; all of which he takes very seriously.

It’s pretty cute actually, to see him get worked up over the paint kits. He claims that painting and drawing isn’t even something he takes “that seriously,” it’s just a hobby for him (one he’s insanely good at); but in moments like these, you can tell that he’s way more into art and art theory and history than he lets on. 

Huge movie guy, from animated movies to martial arts movies, Jean is usually willingly to give anything a watch at least once. When he’s high, he can go on about his favorite directors and art styles and movie details for hours if you don’t stop him. It’s super cute. Just don’t bring up Moana, because he’ll start crying. 

Arm around the shoulder kind of boyfriend for sure. It’s a casual way of keeping you near him and letting everyone know that you guys are together. Plus it allows for him to easily pull you into him for a quick forehead kiss when needed.

Listen. If you hug his arm, he’s on cloud nine. He tries to be nonchalant about it but he’s about three seconds away from his eyes rolling back in his head it feels that good to him. Bonus if you lean your head on his bicep a little—then he’s a goner.

He takes his bagels very seriously and believes that both you and him deserve nothing but the best quality bagels. He’ll grumble if a bakery gives you guys a less than favorable one and make a note that taking the long route to get to his favorite place is much more worth it.

Always makes you walk on the side furthest from the cars. If he notices you’re not, he’ll just shuffle behind you until he’s shouldering the street and you’re on the inside. 

He grew up on a kind of modern ranch situation; not exactly all the way in the countryside, but not isolate from the city, either. Because of this, he knows how to ride horses, take care of smaller farm animals, tend to plants, and yes he knows how to use a lasso. You wouldn’t know any of that though, because he never ever talks about it. The only way you find out is when he takes you to visit his mom’s house for the first time, and she asks him for a hand around the place. 

(He’s got a cowboy hat, too, but refuses to put it on. He got it when he was, like, nine, okay, leave him alone). 

When he thinks you look tired, he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders to hug you. It’s usually followed up with a kiss to your head, and a promise that you guys will go home soon and get food on the way. 

He’s a really good cook. He just understands and flavors and pairings really well, so he doesn’t need a recipe to make something that tastes good; he just kind of knows what to add to get the balance he’s looking for. 

Naturally, he’ll cook for you. Especially if he finds out that you haven’t eaten all day/in a long time. He doesn’t care if it’s 11pm and it might seem excessive to make steak and potatoes with a side salad at this hour, he’s gonna do it to make sure you eat, and you are going to sit there and watch. 

He also bakes pretty well, though he isn’t as experimental with his baking as he is with his cooking. He usually sticks to what he knows, and it’s not cupcakes and brownies and cakes; he’s better at croissants, and cheesecakes, and canelés. 

Dating Jean means getting along with his friends. If you guys didn’t know each other before you started dating, be prepared to be ambushed by Connie and Sasha (after Jean stops hiding you away and gives them the green light lmfao). Neither of them waste time with the small talk and formalities; straight into mini golfing and beer pong. They make you feel welcome right away.

Sasha always teases that you’re too good for Jean, and that she might just steal you away for herself some day. Sasha is also Jean’s main confidant, so she really knows just how much he loves you, and yeah, she teases him for being lovesick, but really she’s happy for Jean. And proud of him for facing his feelings like this. 

Connie adores you, and you know he trusts you when he starts going to you for advice/help. Could be anything from schoolwork, to what color he should get his new shoes in. He’s also the one who, surprisingly, you have the sentimental talks with about your relationship with Jean. It’s easy to overlook, but Connie loves Jean, and he’s come to love you too; he just wants you both to be happy, so he’s there to listen when you need it. 

Jean waits outside of your classroom after you’ve had a test or presentation, usually with a drink or a snack, or the promise of taking you out as a treat. Always tells you he’s proud of you, and is there to comfort you if you think you didn’t do too well. 

He does not shut up about whatever major you’re in. It could be the same as his; it could be the complete opposite as his. He thinks it’s so sick that you’re doing it, you make it look cooler, you make it look better, and he’s certain you’re the smartest person in your program. 

He’s pretty serious about his studies, too, so he’s always down to study with you in the library whenever you’re both free. More often than not, he shows up after you, usually with food or extra chargers. He greets you with a kiss on the forehead, and asks you how you are while massaging your shoulders gently. If it’s been a while since you took a break, that’s the first item on the list, after that, he gets to work and stays with you until you’re ready to go, even if he doesn’t have as much work to do. 

He always sits across from you. This goes for when you’re in the library, or out to eat at a restaurant; Jean loves sitting across from you. He gets to see your face the best that way, and he adores looking into your eyes when you talk. 

He’s not... not a morning person. He’s not up at 6am ready to grind, but he wakes up before noon; let’s say 10am is his happy medium. That being said, if you wake up before him, regardless of the time, there’s a 9/10 chance he’ll lay on your back and tell you to hush so you guys can sleep for 10 more minutes. 

If you’re (close) friends with Eren, Mikasa, and Armin, Jean is... happy you’ve got people to rely on, but, “Of all people on the planet, you put your trust in Jaeger?” He acts so bitter (because he is), but deep down inside, he’s glad you have Eren to rely on if you need to. 

(Also, you have to humble him and remind him that he and Eren aren’t all that different. If you like him, why wouldn’t you get along with Eren, bye). 

Turns out though, that it’s not Eren who threatens to beat him up if he breaks your heart. It’s not even Mikasa, although, her threat goes without saying; it’s Armin he’s terrified of.

The last time Armin hated someone, it was this guy in your program, who happened to share a few mutual classes with him, too. Jean never knew the full story, just that he’s pretty sure that kid dropped out the following semester. 

If you have a job on campus, Jean usually doesn’t show up while you’re working (knowing how embarrassed he would be if you did that to him), unless you work the night shift and it’s dead. Connie, however, does show up; usually in some kind of crisis (“Please help me, I don’t know what the fuck APA formatting is and this is due tonight, please, please, please!!”). Your coworkers actually thought Connie was your boyfriend for a minute. That’s when Jean starts showing up more lmfao.

He makes it a point to go on a scheduled, night out, kind of date at least twice a month. He knows life gets busy with school and work and midterms, but he always makes sure you both set side a time to take a well-deserved break and be with each other. 

He’s the romantic type, so these dates are pretty swoon worthy, too. Drive-in movies, nice dinners, classy art exhibits, Jean plans it all. On that note, he really likes planning dates; he just doesn’t like talking about them with his friends beforehand. 

All in all, very romantic, very precious boyfriend. He’s always thinking about you, what you need, and how he can help you out. You’re one of his main priorities, and he just wants to treat you right. 

[luminnara]

Goddamn, Shit-Sucking Vampires | Poly!Lost Boys x OC Chapter 13 (18+ NSFW)

Vera is an unusually vicious bloodsucker who’s never stuck in one place for very long…until a mysterious feeling pulls her right to the murder capital of the world: Santa Carla, California. Now, she needs to figure out why exactly she’s there, where she fits in amongst the boardwalk’s nighttime denizens, and how to cope with her own personal vampire-related problems. Poly Lost Boys/OC, starts just before the movie *MULTI PART SERIES*

Ch 12 | Ch 13 | Ch 14

Also on AO3!

Tags:  @americancowgirl19 @ilikechocolatemilkh @siennanoelle01 @iloveslasher @sylum​

Warnings: NSFW, group sex, smoking, the usual vampire stuff 

(NSFW right off the bat so I just figured I’d put it all right under the cut lmfao)

Sex with her boys was always wild in some regard.

Vera had come to learn that much.

Her time in Santa Carla had taught her that they were all different, and her special, intimate nights with each of them were certainly unique…but they all had a few things in common, a few qualities that the four of them shared. They were all teeth and blood, even Dwayne, and they were all aggressive and possessive when they wanted to be, even when their only competition were other members of their own pack.

“D-David…” Vera moaned, her fingers gripping the sheets.

He hummed, his breath hot against her core as his tongue swept along the length of her lips. When he reached her clit, he sucked on it, earning a whine and then a squeal when he bit down.

“David!”

He pressed a kiss against it before trailing his lips towards her inner thigh, moving slowly, agonizingly slowly as she shivered and tried to tug at his hair to pull him back down.

“Patience, kitten.” He chuckled, nipping at her flesh. “Gotta savor the moment while I’ve got you to myself…”

Vera’s eyes flickered to the doorway, where she was met with the hungry, starving faces of three absolutely desperate men.

Marko was trembling, hugging himself with one arm while he chewed on his thumb. Paul was breathing heavily, bracing himself with a hand on the door frame. Dwayne was watching with his eyes glued to her, dark and full of want. They were all moments away from snapping, she could tell, and when David glanced up and saw that he had lost her attention, he bit her thigh.

“What’d I tell you?” He growled, swiping his tongue over the wound as she yelped in surprise. “Look at me.”

“Quit bein’ selfish, David,” Paul growled from the doorway.

“What’re you gonna do about it?” David asked as he pressed a kiss against Vera’s skin.

Paul just grumbled, leaning his head back in frustration as he tried to reach down and shamelessly adjust his hard on.

“You better not fucking touch yourself, Paul.” David said.

Paul let out a disgusted whine and put his hands behind his back, watching as Vera bucked her hips against David’s mouth. It wasn’t fair. Why did David get to have all the fun while he was stuck standing in the doorway with a hard on? Maybe he should fucking do something about it. Maybe he should barge his way in and shove David out of the way and dive right between Vera’s thighs.

“Don’t even fucking think about it,” David growled, glancing up at him. “Wait your fuckin’ turn.”

“You’re taking too long!” Marko hissed. “C’mon, let us in. We know how to make her happy…”

“And you think I don’t?” David chuckled, sinking a finger between Vera’s folds. He was rewarded with a loud moan, her fingers moving to tangle in his hair and claw at his shoulders as she writhed. “Sounds like she likes it…”

“M-more,” she gasped as he added another.

David leaned his head in and nipped at her clit, earning another moan. The air was heavy with the scent of her arousal, growing thicker as he worked his fingers in and out of her. Marko was shaking with the effort of holding himself back, gnawing at his thumb as he tried not to slip past Paul and pounce on their mate. His fangs were long, piercing his lower lip as it quivered, his eyes turning yellow as whatever control he was clinging to began eroding away. As he watched Vera’s back arch off of the bed, and saw the beads of blood dripping down her thigh from David’s bite, and he felt like he was only seconds away from totally losing it.

“That’s it,” David purred, coaxing an orgasm out of her. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Y-yes!” She gasped, her thighs shaking as wetness pooled between her legs.

David smirked. He loved that he had the ability to completely unravel someone like her. Out on the streets, she was vicious and bloodthirsty, always on a pedestal above everyone else around her. Between the sheets, though, she was his, a body for him to play with, a willing participant in whatever little games he felt like winning that night. Not that she didn’t also get to win, of course; he would always make sure she came first. He was a selfish bastard, but he wasn’t a total asshole.

Besides…she was so delicious afterwards.

He pulled his fingers away, replacing them with his mouth. His tongue swept over her, lapping up every last drop of wetness as she slumped back against the mattress. She felt tired and peaceful, the stars in her vision fading away as she paused to come back down to earth. When he leaned back on his heels, David just looked down at her for a moment, appreciating the sight of her so blissed out.

But they weren’t done yet.

Not by a long shot.

He heard movement in the doorway and cocked his head towards it. Paul was bracing himself with a hand on the doorframe, claws digging into it as he glared at them with fierce yellow eyes. A guttural growl left his throat, and at the sound of it, Vera picked her head up. When she did, she saw that he was well on his way to totally vamping out, and Marko was close behind. She raised her arms, reaching for them, and Paul was on her in a flash, shoving David aside despite his sharp hiss.

And then, everything was a blur.

They were a flurry of teeth and lips, hands running over her flesh, squeezing at her tits and her ass whenever they could. They wanted to worship her. They wanted to taste her skin and lap up her blood as their fangs pierced her throat and her thighs. Dwayne settled in behind her, his lips on her neck as he pulled her back against his chest. Marko had one hand on her breast, kneading it as his mouth moved against hers in a deep, mind-melting kiss. Paul was on her other side, his teeth sinking into her chest as he greedily licked and sucked.

And David was still between her legs, appreciating her in the best way he knew how.

They all moved together somehow, and when one moved, another shifted to take his spot. Vera was hungry, her belly full of fire, and when she wound up on her hands and knees, she demanded that they do their goddamn jobs and please her.

And they did.

Dwayne tangled his hands in her hair, looking down at her with loving, hazy eyes as he fucked her throat. David held her hips as he thrusted his cock into her from behind, his fingers digging into her flesh and leaving bruises that faded just as quickly as they appeared. And when they were spent and done for the moment, Paul and Marko were quick to replace them, keeping Vera busy and keeping her happy.

And when they all had finally had enough, they collapsed in a pile, perfectly content to sleep there until nightfall.

-0-

“Paul, get off of me.”

The blond groaned and buried his face under Marko’s arm. “Five more minutes, David….”

“You have five more seconds before I kick your ass into next Wednesday.”

Paul let out a disgusted sound and slowly pushed himself up to sit on his knees, rubbing at his tired eyes. “Fine, I’m up.”

David let out a grunt and tucked his head into Vera’s neck, completely unwilling to fully rouse himself now that he was comfortable again. Paul rolled his eyes at the sight. Of course David was just being grumpy and not wanting to cuddle with anyone else…but why the hell was that his problem? The others didn’t have to deal with David. Marko and Dwayne were still sleeping soundly, and as Vera shifted and yawned, they seemed perfectly content to stay that way.

Typical.

“Good evening, sleepyhead,” Vera cooed, reaching out to place a hand on Paul’s thigh and give it a squeeze. She was laying on her back, hair splayed out over the pillow as she looked up at him, and even with that asshole David right there next to her, Paul thought she had to be just about the prettiest sight in the world.

He offered her an uncharacteristically gentle smile and took her hand in his, threading their fingers together. “Hey, baby. How’d you sleep?”

“Better than ever,” she smiled.

And that was the truth.

The longer she stayed with her boys, the better her sleep became. At first, she would wake up early, senses on high alert as she listened and waited for something, anything, to happen. She wasn’t used to being surrounded by other vampires while she snoozed, and being on her own had taught her that she needed to survive. Here, in Santa Carla, it was less about surviving, and more about actually living.

Metaphorically, of course.

After a late night of hot, heavy sex, Vera had passed out with the boys in a tangle of semi-clothed limbs. Too exhausted to fly up to their roost deeper in the cave, they had all opted to stay there in the hotel bed, even though it was a bit too small and they were a bit too cramped on it. But honestly, did that matter? They had slept in a puppy pile, not really caring whose head was on whose chest. All that mattered was that they were all there, they were all together and they were all safe and happy.

Paul seemed to like her answer and gave her a lazy nod, lips spread into that gorgeous smile that had a tendency to make her feel weak at the knees.

It was infectious, and she found herself returning it. “How about you?”

He gave a little shrug, and she appreciated how slow he was moving. For once, he wasn’t acting like an absolute tornado, he was just being. He was just Paul.  

“I always sleep good when I’m next to you,” he admitted, his voice a little deeper with sleep. He was still groggy, his movements slower than when he was fully awake and ready to get himself into trouble. “Wanna slip away and go for a walk? Sun should be down.”

For a second she just looked at him in surprise. Really? A walk? She more expected him to be chomping at her neck and trying to get a quickie in before the others woke up, but…a walk on the beach sounded good, too. So she nodded and wiggled away from David as gently as possible, smoothing a thumb over his cheek when he grunted in protest. She grabbed some clothes and slipped into them while Paul found his pants, and then the two of them were off, hand in hand, Paul leading her through the main cavern and out into the night.

Vera was barefoot, and as they walked along right at the water’s edge, she felt her toes sinking into the sand. For a moment, she focused on it, taking advantage of Paul’s rare peacefulness to do some reflecting. She really hadn’t been in Santa Carla for very long, but it felt more like home than anywhere else in the world. This was it–she had finally found something worth sticking around for. She never would have guessed that a pack of wild boys would be the thing to domesticate her, but she wasn’t about to complain. They were just that, a proper pack, and she was one of them. She was one of the Lost Boys.

“Does that make me a Lost Girl?” she wondered out loud.

Paul let out a laugh and looked down at her. “The hell you talkin’ about, baby?”

She glanced up at him. “Me. Am I a Lost Girl? You’re the Lost Boys, so…”

He thought for a moment and then cracked a grin. “Yeah…yeah, I like that! That sounds badass…think we should make you a jacket? Marko’s real good with that kinda shit, y’know? Bet he could come up with something super hot….”

Vera laughed lightly, and the two fell into a comfortable silence for a few minutes before she spoke again. “I’m not used to this from you. This is nice.”

“What is?” he asked, tearing his eyes away from the dark horizon to look down at her.

“This. Just…enjoying a walk with you.”

“Oh.” his eyes wandered back towards the sea again. “Sometimes I do this when I wanna think. Tough to get away from the others, though.”

She kept her gaze focused on him, even when he wasn’t returning it. She was getting curious about this side of him, now. “What do you think about when you come out here alone?”

He shrugged. “Whatever. Life, I guess. What’d you talk with Star about last night?”

Vera hesitated for a moment as she recalled their conversation. How much should she tell him? He hadn’t seemed as angry as David had, but that didn’t mean he needed to know everything… but keeping information from any of the boys felt wrong, and Vera didn’t want to have to play any stupid games or have to watch her own back when it came to them. And besides, David was allowing Star to live, so there couldn’t be any harm in talking about it…right?

“I tried to get her to see that she can’t think like a human anymore,” she finally said.

“...Never really thought about it like that.” Paul half-frowned. “Guess it’s been a while, huh?”

Vera chuckled quietly. “Longer for me. I tried to tell her that humans are just food for us, and she has to stop acting like she’s still one of them…then we got into morality, and heaven and hell. Some deep shit.”

Paul snorted. “Who cares about goin’ to hell? Shit, your daddy practically owns it, so I think we’re in pretty good standing…”

“Shut up,” Vera laughed, nudging him with her shoulder and nearly pushing him into the water. “I told her I don’t worry about it…but I guess I do wonder sometimes. You know?”

“Yeah, I know.” He finally looked down at her again. “Doesn’t mean I let it get to me, though. That shit’s no fun. I mean, even when I was human all I wanted was to have fun, so I’m sure as shit not gonna go around bein’ miserable all night now.”

Vera gave him a curious look, studying his face. “What were you like, as a human?”

“Aw, you wanna hear about lil ol’ me?” He slung his arm over her shoulders as they meandered down the beach, and Vera noticed that he was beginning to act more like his usual self. “I was boppin’ around, you know…just doing my thing. Entertaining the ladies, gaining their favor, making some cash…”

“Paul…don’t tell me you were a gigolo.”

He laughed loudly, spinning her around to face him. “Sure was, baby! I loved those rich old ladies, and they loved me right back. It helps that I was a great dancer.”

“If I recall correctly, high society was a little more demanding back in your day, wasn’t it?” She grinned, leaning into him with a hand on his chest. “I’ve never once seen you have good manners. I just can’t imagine you being so prim and proper that those rich old ladies kept you around.”

“What can I say? I’m a charmer.” He flashed her an award winning, heart melting smile.

“Now that is definitely true,” she sighed, leaning her cheek against his chest as she looked up at him.

“Damn, baby…you really know how to make a guy fall in love with you, huh?” He asked.

And then he kissed her, and it was slow and sweet with a hint of that unbridled Paul energy behind it. His arms were tight around her, holding her close, and by the time they broke away from each other, she was sure he was digging his fingers in hard enough to leave a few brief bruises on her hips.

“Alright, lovebirds.” A voice said from behind her. “Ready to take this show on the road? I’m hungry.”

“You always have the worst timing, David,” Paul sighed.

Vera turned to see David and the others standing there, fully clothed, smirks on their faces. Paul hissed jealously as she left him to greet the rest of the boys, giving them each a good evening kiss before taking her boots from Marko.

“Thought you might want these,” he said. “Boardwalk isn’t exactly great on the toes.”

“Thank you, Angel,” She purred, pecking him on the cheek. “Where’s Star and Laddie?”

“Right here!”

She barely had time to turn around before Laddie was colliding with her midsection, rocketing into her like he was a missile. He wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, and as she laughed and dropped her boots to return it, Vera caught sight of Star creeping up after him.

She was standing there with her shawl wrapped around herself, like usual, but she seemed…happier, maybe. A little more content, at least. Did that mean that their conversation had actually had a positive impact on her? Vera hoped so, because she really didn’t feel like having to do it again.

Laddie finally let go and she was free to pull her boots on, and then they were off on the bikes, roaring through the sand towards the boardwalk. Vera rode with Marko, Star sitting behind David where he could “keep an eye on her.” The other boys had laughed darkly when his thoughts betrayed his intentions to start looking for somebody to send Star after, and while Vera knew the girl wasn’t going to be very happy about it, part of her hoped that maybe she would end up enjoying the hunt. It was in her nature, after all. Maybe all she needed was a little push, and then she’d see that it wasn’t so bad after all…

“Come on, Laddie,” Star mumbled as they parked the bikes in their usual spot and hopped off.

Dwayne lifted Laddie off the back of his bike and set him down, ruffling his hair in the split second he had before the boy was bounding away to grab Star’s hand.

“Can we have some money?” She asked David.

He was pulling out a cigarette and paused to look at her. “Fresh outta cash, Star.”

She furrowed her brow angrily. “Are you serious?”

“I’m afraid so.”

“Then what are we supposed to do all night?”

“Go find something to get into.” He shrugged. “Go to one of those swap meets you like so much, I don’t care.”

She gave him a glare before leading Laddie away, grumbling to herself. As they left, Vera approached David, her arms folded over her chest as she gave him a look.

“Are you really out of money?” She asked skeptically.

He finally lit his cigarette and took a drag. “Does it matter?”

“You’re just mad still, aren’t you?”

“Mad about what, Princess?” He asked dryly.

She rolled her eyes. “And here I thought last night might’ve put you in a better mood…”

“I know it put me in a good mood!” Marko piped up.

David sighed. “I wasn’t exactly planning on having Star around much longer. Sorta went behind my back with that one, sweetheart.”

“I wasn’t behind anyone’s back,” Vera argued. “It’s like I told you last night. I just want one big, happy family now. Is that so much to ask?”

David snorted a laugh, exhaling smoke through his nose. “You’re starting to sound like Max.”

“Am I?”

“Totally.” Marko said, leaning back against the boardwalk railing. “He’s always going on about family.”

“He wanted perfect sons, but he got us instead,” Paul grimaced.

“I think he likes you guys,” Vera said. “If he didn’t, why keep you around?”

“Good point.” David said, sounding like he wanted to cut the conversation off before it could develop any further. “Hungry, sweetheart?”

“Not really more than usual,” Vera sighed. “I’d rather go do something.”

“Like what?” Marko asked, already turning to climb up the railing.

“Something I haven’t done yet,” She craned her neck to look out towards the rides and games. She really hadn’t gotten to do very many of them, what with most of her time being spent getting hot and heavy with the boys, and she wanted to finally explore their stomping ground some more.

What to do, though? She could make them win her things at the games, but they were practically guaranteed a win, and that took some of the fun out of it unless she really wanted one of the prizes. Maybe there was a concert they could go listen to..? But then she would be all packed in with a bunch of blood bags, and that would defeat the whole point of not eating yet. As her eyes roamed over the roller coaster and the rest of the boardwalk, she began to grow frustrated with her own indecisiveness.

And then, she saw it. The most beautiful beacon in the night that she could possibly ask for.

“Hey, is that a carousel?”

David followed her gaze, smirking when his eyes fell on the brightly-lit attraction. “Sure is.”

“Wanna go check it out?” Paul asked eagerly, ready to go do something finally. “There’s tons of shit to get into over there…”

“Yeah, I wanna go have some fun,” Marko groaned impatiently.

“Yes. Yes, I totally do.” Vera grinned as David took her hand, and soon, the five of them were off, cutting through the crowd towards the carousel.

As they got closer, she could see that it was busy, playing a cheerful carnival tune as the lights blinked and glowed and the horses rose up and down in a never ending loop. It was covered in humans, guys standing there while their girlfriends rode the horses, kids who were only out so late because it was summer and they didn’t have to go to school in the morning, the occasional tourist looking absolutely fascinated with the whole thing. Vera recognized the faces of a few Surf Nazis she had seen around, but she didn’t pay much attention to them—she had more important things to worry about, like hopping the barricade and lunging for a vacant horse the second she spotted it.

She sprang away from David, practically attacking the carousel in her mad dash for a steed. He and the boys were left staring after her in surprise, following her lead after a moment and hopping on behind her. They were too slow, though, sauntering their way over, and by the time they stepped on, Vera was already a good ways ahead of them, and they had a sea of people to wade through.

David strode forward with a smirk on his face. The carousel always put him in a good mood, and as the others followed, he could hear them yelling and laughing as they hung onto the poles and bounced around. It had been a while since any of them had been on the carousel, and Paul and Marko were especially glad to finally be back.

Especially now that they were surrounded with their favorite snacks.

There were rival gang members everywhere, a whole cluster of Surf Nazis just up ahead. Vera had managed to find a spot right next to them, but as she sat atop her horse and enjoyed the simplicity of the wind in her hair and the gentle rise and fall of the ride, she barely even noticed. She was pretty sure a couple of them were yelling at her, but if they thought she was paying any attention, they were even dumber than they looked.

David, meanwhile, was paying them plenty of attention.

The Surf Nazis irritated him to no end. They lurked around, putting up their graffiti everywhere and tagging shit as if it was theirs instead of his. The way he saw it, they needed a reminder that Santa Carla belonged to The Lost Boys, and even if they had no idea what they really were, they were going to listen to them.

Sitting on one of those little lovers’ benches, he spotted Greg and Shelly, two of the very few whose names he actually knew. Greg was a big guy with a nasty streak that David had personally witnessed plenty of times, and Shelly was a pretty blonde who hung out with her meathead boyfriend constantly. Paul had been whining about wanting to eat her for the longest time, but before he could, Vera had shown up and turned their worlds upside down. Now, they could get back to their usual business of running their boardwalk, and at that moment, that meant picking a fight.

As he came up behind the bench, David glanced towards Vera. The sight of her there, so happy and carefree, was something he could drink in for hours—but, more importantly, she was distracted, and he was free to lean down, grab Shelly’s chin in his hand, and wait for Greg to go ballistic.

And, right on cue, he totally did.

“The fuck do you think you’re doin’?” He snarled, jumping up from his seat and yanking Shelly back. “One bitch not enough for the four of ya? Tryin’ to take my girl, too?”

David stepped back with a smirk, Dwayne immediately stepping in front of him like a shield.

Greg grabbed him by the front of the jacket, trying to shove him to the side. “Get outta the way, you big fuckin’ Ind—“

He was cut off as David slipped past Dwayne to push him back, Paul and Marko finding themselves both grappling with a couple of Greg’s cronies. It was chaos, the carousel erupting in shouts as fists flew and punches landed. By the time Vera turned around to finally see what the hell was going on, though, the quick scuffle was over—

Because their old pal Vernon the security guard had David by the throat.

“Alright, alright!” Vernon shouted, pressing his baton against David’s windpipe as he stood behind him. “That’s enough!”

Vera was livid.

The rest of the brawlers fell still, and she could see the way the boys were watching David. They were waiting for a sign that he was actually in trouble and not just uncomfortable, and while none came, because, honestly, he was fine, Vera was pissed. Her grip tightened on the gilded pole her horse resided on, knuckles going white as she held herself still. She could make Vernon let go of David. It would be easy. She could tear his arms off right there if she really wanted to, and so could David.

But he wouldn’t, so she wouldn’t.

“I thought I told you to stay off the boardwalk.” Vernon said, glaring at the Surf Nazis.

David sneered at Greg, almost managing a nasty laugh with the limited air that Vernon was allowing him to have. He hadn’t really expected Vern to come in and save the day like that, but as he was finally released, David was almost appreciative. The Surf Nazis, officially kicked off their boardwalk? That was like a dream come true.

“That goes for you too.” Vernon growled. “Off the boardwalk.”

David glanced up at him angrily, that quick, hot rage he was so good at suddenly bubbling up inside of him. The others could all feel it, and Marko had to bite his thumb to keep himself from grinning like a madman when David’s anger turned murderous.

“Alright, boys,” he said, gaze lingering on the security guard. “You heard Vernon. Let’s go.”

We’ll visit him later.

Dwayne let out a low chuckle and Marko smirked as they heard David in their heads. Vernon had been a thorn in their side for a long time, and the thought of finally getting rid of him so that they could do whatever they wanted was sublime.

Vera, on the other hand, was doing her best to pretend she wasn’t involved. Seriously…she had just gotten there! Why the hell should she be lumped in with the rest of them when all she wanted to do was enjoy a nice, relaxing carousel ride? Even as the bell rang and it came to a stop, she kept still, eyes trained forward. Maybe she would be able to stay without causing a scene. Maybe nobody would notice if she just didn’t move. Maybe—

“You. Girl. You too.” Came Vernon’s disgruntled voice.

She bristled.

He can’t talk to you like that, Dwayne growled in her head.

Easy. David warned as he tossed his head for Vera to hop down and follow them off of the carousel. We’ll get our chance for some fun.

Vera huffed impatiently as she joined the boys, Dwayne putting a possessive arm around her waist as he gave Greg and Vernon one last angry glare.

I want those Surf Nazis, too. Paul thought, lip raised in a snarl cleverly disguised as a grin.

One thing at a time. David smirked as they hopped the barricade, the crowd parting for them. One thing at a time.

[ihatebnha]

LMFAO, some quick, annoying bachelor!Bakugo things...

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Makes you breakfast... but it’s always just an extra portion of whatever he’s made himself, so if that means spinach and protein shakes... that means spinach and protein shakes

Doesn’t like to argue. Not with others, because he definitely still fights with them... just not with you specifically 

You try to tell him about one of your problems and he’s telling you that “he’ll handle it, woman!” Damn

Doesn’t like changes to his schedule. If he says he’s doing something, he’s doing it... and that includes picking you up from work on the dot. Make him wait and he gets grouchy

Also somewhat expects your plans to revolve around his... so on his days off, if you’re trying to get up early to go and do something? No you’re not. Or you made dinner plans on the night he cooks? No you didn’t!!

(You wouldn’t do that to him though, right? RIGHT?)

Lives in a bachelor pad

It’s hot for like... three entire seconds, right up until you officially start dating and spending the night more often, when you realize there’s literally no privacy anywhere and everything is super flashy and unnecessarily high tech for no reason

Like his bathtub has jets... but when you ask Bakugo about them, he says he’s never used them before

Genuinely believes in the concept of working out together... which is sweet, except he’s super annoying about it

Like he obviously knows you can’t really keep up with him (a Pro Hero)... but why do you want to use a different machine from him? Why don’t you want to do arm day with him? Why can’t you spot for him? His weights are three times as heavy as a 5th grader? What???

Says he likes your pretty work out clothes but nags you about how people don’t go to the gym to “look nice” 

While you’re the one following him around all tired and sore, and he just looks kind of sweaty 

Doesn’t like how attached his parents get to you (and he tells you to stop texting his mom all. the. time.)

Gets on you about taking care of yourself... 

Always asking you where your water bottle is, if you’ve eaten, insisting that you bring a jacket with you places, or that you should go to bed with him earlier... even don’t go out without telling him where you are. You name it

Also, you get the mildest fever, sneeze one time, even just a bug bite, and Bakugo’s immediately trying to put you on bed rest 

You cough once and he’s talking about it for the rest of the week or claiming that you’ll get him sick

Doesn’t like taking you out, either. Not because he’s ashamed of you or anything, he just... doesn’t like going out

For example, show him the menu of a new sushi bar downtown? Even Kirishima said it was great? He says he’ll make you sushi and cocktails at home

Complains about things being expensive, too. Not about items that are actually expensive though, like makeup or clothes... I mean like when you go grocery shopping and he’s picking the 2-ply toilet paper over the 3-ply because APPARENTLY it “doesn’t matter” and he gets to save a couple dollars

Probably wears thermal underwear to bed. And socks. 

Falls asleep when you watch movies together... and when you wake him up, says he was “just resting” 

However, you accidental interrupt or say you don’t want to watch a show that he’s watching by himself? 100% getting grumpy

Also sleeps on a super firm mattress and snores like a BEAR

(When you get married, please make him get one of those adjustable beds)

Backseat driver... and usually tells you to take his car instead of your “piece of junk”

[lostlegendaerie]

“i’m flying back home tomorrow.”

Summer-y Yorkalina? ^_^

((sorry this is long and Not Summer-y lmfao *dabs*))

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She’s staring at the ceiling as she says it, watching the woven, oval blades of the fan spinning above them. York’s arm tenses under the back of her neck.

“Oh,” is all he says.

It should have gone like this: Carolina, an attractive young woman on a business trip, meets an equally handsome young man while waiting for the bus in the rain. They hook up once or twice and move on with their lives.

Here’s how it’s going: touching York’s skin feels like a circuit being completed. The first night they slept together, they spent the next three hours just talking, legs tangled up together long after she’d cleaned up the slippery mess between her thighs. (And a mess it was, even with the condom. She’d come so hard she got a stitch in her thigh.) The second time they hooked up was the next morning, half asleep and so slowly her orgasm snuck up on her, as did the next and the next.

And now they’re here, after a week of playful texts and mind blowing sex and a surprisingly tender dinner date, and she doesn’t want to go.

“Yeah,” is all she says. Means to follow it up with something casual, something to drive between them to start the painful process of unwinding his life with hers, but she falters at the stroke of his fingers on her shoulder. Back and forth like a pendulum, like strumming a guitar. If she had the time to learn his music, she would.

Instead she rolls away from him, her cold feet finding thin hotel carpet and leading her to the bathroom.

Carolina stares at her reflection for a long moment before she grabs her toothbrush and starts scrubbing the taste of York’s kisses out of her mouth. Icy mint washes away secondhand coffee, and she holds her hair back as she spits. She can hear York getting dressed in the next room, the whisper of clothing on skin. She doesn’t care. She won’t.

Leaning in the bathroom doorway, she watches him tie his shoes and stand, slowly. Approach her with fragile restraint, keeping his distance. A beat. A breath.

If she hugs him, she’s not going to be able to let go.

Carolina raises her chin to fit over his shoulder as he hugs her, naked body against his fully dressed form, and smothers a laugh against his neck before anything else can get out. “No dramatic airport runway confessions, okay?”

“Yeah.”

“I mean it.” She’s known him for six fucking days, texting him discreetly between meeting and struggling not to laugh at his jokes, but she knows he’d do it. Too earnest not to try. “I don’t care how many of your bike locks you’ve picked, airport security is a serious thing.”

York smiles against her temple, and without looking she knows it’s half-hearted. “Like I couldn’t get past them with my winning smile alone.”

Carolina pulls back. She means to say, ‘don’t wait around for me.’ She means to say, ‘you’ll get over this.’ But once again, his gentle touch steals her words away. The path of his thumb on her bicep, up and down, and the way he’s searching her face for something.

“Take care,” she says.

The door closes behind him with a click like a cocked gun, and Carolina crosses the room to the nightstand. Her phone is charging there, and it’s the work of seconds to open her last text from York and tap on his number in her phone.

[DELETE CONTACT]

Her bare toes are getting cold as she stands there, staring at the screen. It would hurt them more to try to keep in touch hundreds of miles apart.

Squeezing her eyes shut, Carolina places the phone back on the bed stand and hurries to the shower, turning it on full blast and stepping in before the water finished heating. But even after the soap, and the toothpaste, and a change of clothes and a movie playing as she sits in bed, she still feels that gentle touch.

[forsworned]

a mutually arranged attachment. (yoriichi tsugikuni x reader)

warnings » none in this chapter

word count » 2.7k

categories » f/m

chapters » one two four five six seven eight nine ten

relationships » modern college student au! yoriichi tsugikuni x f!reader

characters » mitsuri kanroji, shinobu kocho, yoriichi tsugikuni (obvi), muichiro tokito. michikatsu tsugikuni, tanjiro kamado, uncle keshi (oc), nezuko kamado

author’s note » lmfao i am so bad at updating but here ya go guys!!!

『© do not steal/repost my work w/o permission』

『♡』chapter three: drunk anniversary [part one]

It had been two days since you last saw Yoriichi. He had told you that he was going to be out of town until Friday and asked you if it would be an inconvience to you if you made an extra set of notes which you, of course, said it was not a problem. But you found yourself already missing his presence. Class dragged on later than usual and you were practically hauling yourself to chemistry.

"Are you okay, [name]?" Mitsuri pouted at you. It wasn't very hard to tell when you were upset especially when you were around your friends.

"She's just upset that Yoriichi is out of town and they won't have another study date." Shinobu teased poking your cheek. You stuck your tongue at her.

"Whatever. I just won't tell you about how I'm going to his family restaurant's anniversary then." You mused, copying down the formula from the board. Mitsuri and Shinobu's mouth went agape at your words.

"No way!" Shinobu was very much in your face fangirling and you used your hand to pry her face away.

"Oh, my God! Are you serious? What happened?" Mitsuri interjected excitedly.

"Well..." You trailed off. You were just edging them for pure fun at this point and they were fussing at you to spill. "Alright! Sheesh. He invited me to his family's restaurant 40th anniversary tomorrow night. Well, his uncle invited me and Yoriichi gave in so technically still an invitation."

"No freakin' way!" They cheered in unison which caused the entire class to stop what they were doing and glare at you three. Your professor simply sighed and a muttered a "as you were." as he got back to his novel that he was fully indulged in.

"Mhmm." You smirked as you scribbled into your notes and the girls right in your face again.

"You wanna know the best part?" Now, you were really edging them and they could just barely take it.

"Oh my God, please tell us we're dying." Shinobu was squirming in her seat which was something that Mitsuri would normally do. Funny how much you rub off of your friends.

"The women just sit back and relax while the men chef it up in the kitchen and he's going to be back there cooking gourmet meals for moi." You were only kind of exaggerating. He did say he knows how to cook and well technically he was cooking for you, so not really a lie.

"[name] why did you wait this long to tell us? We literally had movie night last night you could've spilled!" Mitsuri pouted at you.

"I know right. She is such a tease." Shinobu smiled slyly and you knew she was going to say something awfully dirty. "I bet he'll really like that side of you, [name]."

Your cheeks pinkened as you fussed at her wanting to flick her forehead but she evaded every one of your attempts. She always knew how to get under your skin.

"Shut up, Shinobu. Anyways--"

"Anyways, we need to get a super hot outfit for you." Shinobu interrupts you. You frowned at her.

"It's a family event, idiot."

"Yeah, maybe it wouldn't be such a great idea to dress so sexy." Mitsuri said in a concerned tone as she looked over at the both of you chewing at her nails.

"Ugh, fine then let's go for super cute." Shinobu scoffed. "But, we're picking it out for you."

"Ooo! Yes, I second that! We should go right after class."

You groaned and rolled your eyes. "Fine, but nothing too showy or revealing or too short."

Shinobu is quick to flick your forehead and you shoo her hand away."Uh, duh. That's why we said cute, not hot. But for your first date we're definitely making you go smokin' hot."

Mitsuri clapped her hands together and beamed at the both of you brightly as her and Shinobu discuss the details of your outfit. You drowned out their mundane conversation as you worked on your lab report. Something about 70's chic and a mini skirt? You shook your head. You could only blame yourself. After all you did choose to update them about things.

"Oo! This is so cute. Try it on [name]!"

You eyed the outfit that the pair had spend nearly an hour on as you sat in the dressing room playing Candy Crush on your phone. It was very much "70's chic" as Shinobu had put it. A long leather burgundy jacket, midi floral dress and a white turtle neck was shoved in your face.

"I think this is very you, don't you think?" Shinobu tilted her head at your questioningly as she looked from the outfit to you.

You nodded your head impressed as you took the fabric in your hand to look at the back and front of the dress. "Yeah, I actually think it's really cute."

"Yes!" The pair cheered in unison. After several attempts of mixing and matching outfits they finally earned your approval.

"You have calf high boots right?" You heard Shinobu ask as you gaze at the material a little more.

"Yeah, they match pretty well with this jacket." You looked at the both of them and smiled. "Thanks, guys. I really appreciate this."

Your friends "aww'd" as they shared a hug with you. As annoying as they were you found comfort in them that you really couldn't find in others. It was nice to have friends that wanted to see you do great in this world.

. . . . . ✦ * 　　 ✦ . 　⁺ 　 .⁺ 　　 ˚ • . . ✦ ･ . ✦

"Why, can't I find my--"

"Your favorite lipgloss?" Shinobu holds up the item in her hand as she sat on your bed.

"Oh, yes thank you." You reach out to take it but instead she unscrewed it and applied it your lips making a lip rubbing motion for you to copy which you did.

"And my--"

"Perfume, right here." Mitsuri holds up the vial and you smile at her.

"Thanks, Mits." You reach out to take it from you but she apply it to your pulse areas for a longer lasting scent.

"Okay, now,"Shinobu reached out to fluff your hair in all the right places before smiling at you. "you're done."

"You look beautiful." The rosette beside her cooed as she took your hand in her soft ones.

"And super hot--I mean super cute." Shinobu giggled and the both of you joined her.

"Thanks guys. I really appreciate this."

Shinobu quirked a eyebrow at you. "Even though you were almost completely against us ever being involved?"

You chuckled at her and ruffled her hair to which she shooed your hand away. Mitsuri was most amused at your interaction. "Yes, even though I almost kicked your asses to the curb."

Mitsuri looked at her watch. "Oh, you better get going! It's already 7. Do you want us to walk you there?"

You waved her off. "I'll be okay, don't worry. I know what Shinobu is thinking right now. Something along the lines of 'We need all the attention on you until you secure the bag.'"

The three of you laughed knowing full well that was definitely something she would say and she wasn't wrong. You didn't want any other distractions tonight. You wanted it to be about you and Yoriichi and nothing else. Not like it was hard getting to this point but, boy, did it feel like it was dragging.

"Ok, well, off I go." You smiled as you grabbed your bag and began to head out. Mitsuri and Shinobu sent you off with words of encouragement and sexual innuendos to which you got a little embarrassed about, nevertheless, you were happy and excited to finally start your night and what awaited.

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As you drew closer to the restaurant, festival lights and torches had lit up the street and the aroma of traditional japanese food filled the air. You immediately felt warm. It reminded you of your mother's cooking and you longed for something homecooked and comforting. Small groups of people littered the front of the doors and it was clear that they were all related to Yoriichi. All the same long hair and sharp eyes and if it wasn't one, it was the other. You could tell they were all from the same clan and it felt intimidating as hell. They shared the same Hanafuda symbol on the backs of their kimonos, shirts, earrings. Now that you think about it, you hadn't realized that the symbol was hanging up on the front of the shop. Was it always there?

Their eyes were all on you as you passed by, but instead of them harshly judging you or whispering about you to one another they all happily greeted you as if they knew you were coming. You were overwhelmed with the conversations that they were striking up with you, asking your name, major, what your aspirations were. It made you feel so warm speaking to them, like the same way you felt when you were with Yoriichi. It was like a small fire was igniting in the crevices of your chest and it was only blooming the more and more you were indulging.

Currently, you were speaking to two siblings that went by the names Tanjiro and Nezuko who behaved entirely way too mature for their own ages. You were amazed at how much you could relate to with the both of them and how well spoken they were.

"Oh, how rude of me! I made a bunch of senbei to pass out and I didn't even offer one to you." Tanjiro smiled at you as he offered you a small bento box with what seemed to be senbei, rice and mixed vegetables. Your mouth went into the shape of an 'o' as you were surprised he would even offer such a thing.

"Oh, I couldn't." You shook your head.

"Tanjiro, makes the best food! Please enjoy it, you won't regret it." Nezuko exclaimed cheerfully as Tanjiro rubbed the back of his neck in slight embarrassment.

"That's very sweet of you, Nezuko." He ruffled her hair and pushed the bento box towards you again. "Please, I insist."

Well, hell. Now you definitely had to accept. You sighed as you took the wooden box from his hand and began to try the food he made and you were pleasantly surprised. The look on your face had said it all because the siblings were giggling at you.

"This is damn good." You said as you stuffed your face some more.

"Told you!" Nezuko replied truimphantly as she crossed her arms and grinned at you. It made you laugh with how supportive she was of her older brother.

"This is your number one cheerlea--" You began to say, but the person you had been waiting all day to see passed by you and you nearly let your bento box clatter to the floor.

"I'll be right back, guys." You handed Tanjiro the bento box and jogged after the man of your dreams. Your hand lightly touched his shoulder and you smiled brightly.

"Hey, I've been looking for you all night." You breathed, but something didn't feel right. He simply stood there motionlessly, wordlessly. His head rotated slightly to look at you and you were met with eyes that seemed to be vacant yet menancing. Your heart dropped to your ass as you took back your hand and he turned towards you fully now.

"You've been looking for me all night?" The way he asked it didn't even sound like a question. It was a demand. He looked like Yoriichi in every single way, and yet he didn't. Your eyes trailed down to his body and you noticed the chest of his black button down had exposed his tattooed chest. A dragon etched into his skin was splayed intricately across his chest with layered chain necklaces at his collarbones. Every nerve in your body had screamed at you to leave, but you stood there like a deer in headlights. His glare was so overwhelming it was beginning to engulf you in fear and fatal curiosity. Was this your Bella Swan moment?

"[Name]! You made i--"

You somehow managed to break contact with the man in front of you to who you knew now was definitely Yoriichi. His expression dropped as he looked between the both of you. The tension immediately rose as he set down the tray of pastries he was holding onto the counter and stepped in front of you.

"What are you doing here." Yoriichi's voice was a cold as ice. It littered your skin with goosebumps as you gulped dryly. You realized as you stood there in internal panic that Yoriichi was speaking to his brother that you never even knew existed until today. Although, the situation clearly did not call for it, you felt a little betrayed that he had not told you that he had a twin brother. Relatives began to crowd around the three of you as you were now the main attraction.

"To get you." He replied back. You peered at him from Yoriichi and his eyes immediately went to you and you quite literally felt like you were going to shit yourself. Eesh! He was terrifying, yet almost just as captivating as Yoriichi. Well, they were identical twins from what you could tell at least, but his brother had a menancing yet alluring aura about him.

"I told you already. I am not going back."

His brother laughed humorlessly. "Tell that to father."

The word "father" sounded like venom. A clear threat that neither of them wanted to bring into the equation, and yet Yoriichi, much like his counterpart, was unmoving.

"I don't care. Leave." But his brother did not seem to care. He stood his ground and spoke to him just as gracefully with poison coating every word.

"He will be displeased with you, Yoriichi. Besides, you don't own this place."

Yoriichi closed his eyes in vexation. "Do not speak my name." He took a deep breath before continuing. "And you know that he gave this to place to Uncle Keshi and that you're banned from it. You've been banned for two years now."

His brother takes a step forward and you retreated behind Yoriichi again. "And who's fault is that?"

It was in that moment that Yoriichi's body began to tremble with anger, but before the brothers clashed, a familiar voice chirped in.

"Now, now. Let's be civil, yeah?" Uncle Keshi seemed to emerge out of nowhere as he stepped between the both of them cutting right through the tension.

Yoriichi visibly eased, but his brother on the other hand, his gaze was burning with fury and what seemed to be a mix of jealousy?

"Tell him he's not allowed here." Yoriichi speaks without looking at his uncle. Uncle Keshi sighed and then suddenly began to laugh as he scratched the back of his neck.

"Yeah, about that...I actually signed a truce with your father! We're back on good terms now!" Uncle Keshi clapped his hands together cheerfully, but Yoriichi's face only contorted into horror.

"You can't be serious?" Yoriichi stepped back. The look of betrayal written all over his face and you wanted so badly to hug him and tell him everything would be alright, but you barely knew him as it was.

"You don't like that me and your Uncle are getting along again, Yoriichi?"

That voice...It rang a bell, and yet, at the same time it didn't. Everyone turned in the direction to the man himself, but you were more focused on Yoriichi. However, instead of responding he lightly grasped you by the hand and led you two down the hall. Your eyes widened as he didn't seem to let go of you. The hallway seemed unending and you began to pick at your brain trying to find something to say, but all you could think about was how warm his touch was. His calloused hands were in yours and you didn't care where he was leading you. He turned to face you still walking with a smile that made your heart leap.

"Let's go somewhere where it's less crowded."

"A-and then--"

"I'll explain why I didn't tell you about my twin brother."

You opened your mouth to say something, but clamped it shut when he squeezed his hand in yours as if to reassure you and it seemed to work because your brain was leaving behind Yoriichi's familial mess. You wanted nothing more than this in that very moment. His hand in yours and your heart racing in your chest. He could lead you to hell and you'd still follow.

[strawberryspotsstuff]

Shsygets screw it, I really wanna see the idea I brought up yesterday- Can you make a fic of Seek, Halt, Glitch, and Y/N (But instead like.. an enitiy/monster Y/N-) just doing one of those “girls” nights that I talked about last night. (Is it still considered a [character] x [character] x [character] x Y/N? Idk, maybe make it like mostly platonic but some small shippy parts (also this is gonna be a reacurring theme with me- but if seek and halt are in the same scenario, I think we know what I’m gonna ask, but the ships are option, you decide, go crazy!) - Knobs Anon

(Also, I might do “[character] + [character]” for more platonic stuff-)

khkjdfhskjhd omg yes lmfao amazing!!

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Seek + Halt + Glitch + Entity/Monster!Y/N

"waaterrmelonn face marskss?" seek blinked, curiously as it picked up the small, watermelon scented face marks.

You giggled nodding shortly as you also extended a slimy arm and picked on up.

"I can't wait to try them out!" You purred, grinning devishly.

"Willl itt woorrk?" Seek asked as it blinked, you shrugged.

"It will be fun! Plus we can pretend we have hair, tie it up, braidd itt" You cooed, and out of no where you revealed hair ties and ribbons.

"Now! Where is Halt and Glitch?" You looked around, your neck easily flexible and bendy. Your eyes blinked as you watched the door for them to come through.

You cooed happily as you watched them faze through the doors, as they were shyly waving to you and Seek. You waved them over as they both fazed over, setting themselves.

The night devolved into loud laughter a gossip as you tried out the face masks that just slide down their faces or sink into goo. Even taking some of your goo and pulling it back to look like hair to braid it.

At some point of the night, you were laying on Seek's left and Halt leaned it's right side, Glitch sat crossed legged in front of you three as it was distracted with it's on collage piece it was making.

"we should a movie" you cooed softly, the rest of your friends cooed and muttered in agreement as all of you shuffled in your places, to the old timey tv, in its bulky, dusty size sat on the floor, it's thick wires connecting the wall, as you had an arranged of old VHS taped horror movies. Cuddling up and chowing down on food that just went through your systems.

The night ended with everyone falling asleep on top of each other, cuddling.

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[euphoricfez]

more fez x lexi headcanons bc we are all just waiting for sundays at this point lmfao

-lexi tries really hard to get to know ash and at first he’s standoffish but he ends up really liking her and it means so much to fez :(( the three of them have movie nights <3

-sometimes fez asks lexi to read to him to help get his mind off shit... it doesn’t matter what it is he just loves listening to her voice

-fez tells lexi very little about business but she makes him text her after he meets up with a client to know he’s okay

-lexi is so gentle and sweet sometimes fex fights back tears when she touches him because he never thought someone would treat him like that