#almost cried in front of my math teacher

[onyxedskies]

i get to skip french today and that’s the only reason i have not just collapsed

[star-suh]

When the Nerd’s a Fuckboy

Jake Sim x Male Reader

an: just realized part of this fic is similar to the minho bit in the week of wonders one so forgive me for recycling material 😭😭

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yn has been failing his math subject on college, “why the fuck did i choose this degree when i hate maths so much” he cried in the shoulders of his friend sunghoon, “because you are a dumbass” he replied unfazed. “ugh.. whatever” yn blurted out while holding his chest, showing to his friend how much his words hurted him. “instead of being here crying, why won’t you ask one of your classmates, the most intelligent perhaps, to help you with the subject?”.

“hmm the smarter one… who’s the smarty pants in my class?” yn was lost into thinking about it that sunghonn thought he was simply dissociating, “oh fuck no, IT’S JAKEE!!” he yelled making everybody who’s passing by to turn their heads towards the pair of friends, sunghoon covering his eyes with his hand, “the fuck” he murmured embarrased. “sorry by the way but i can’t ask him to help me”, yn exclaimed, “why?” the other asks. “he’s just too scary to approach, he’s a smart guy but he gives off bad boy vibes like a fuckboy”.

“well that sounds off, how can a nerd be a fuckboy. aren’t you just overreacting yn?” sunghoon says with curiosity in his voice, “accompany me to the classroom, you'll see him there”.

“fuck he does give those vibes ynnie, he for sure likes it rough”, “oh my god sunghoon shut up” yn's face lit up in a shade of red, “go to your classroom pervert”. sunghoon waves a goodbye while laughing his ass off. “is he like that?” yn murmurs in a low voice when entering the classroom. 

minutes passed and yn was indecisive if talking to jake or not, the idea sunghoon implanted on his brain not leaving him alone, it's like a ghost coming time to time to haunt him. jake is such a hot guy that everyone who sees him from afar would think he's the bully of the class but they get surprised when they see how he's so nerdy. “h-hi” yn greeted jake, “hello” he greets back while still eyeing the notes written on his notebook, “i was wondering if you umm… could help me with math” yn’s whole body still, nervousness taking over his body. “why should i do that?” jake asks making yn gasp in surprise, if he was in an animated comedy he surely would be animated like a piece of glass shattering. he tries to laughs the awkwardness off, “you're the top student and i really.. really need to pass it with good grades”, “not convincing enough” he replied immediately. ‘fuck why does he has to be like that’ he thought and seeing there's no other way to convince him he took a desperate measure. he pulled his jeans right above his knees so he can bend them properly and kneel in front of jake, clasping his hands together he then proceed to say, “please help me, i beg. i’ll give you anything in return”.

something was awoken in jake, seeing yn kneeling in front of him, with those pouty lips and cock sucking eyes. he needs to have more of that, he needs to take yn. no, he has to ruin yn. jake was one of those smarty pants boys with a high libido so his hornyness was at max level every day, this can be proven when seeing his phone full of dating apps and how almost everyone in the classroom was head over heels for him knowing how good he was in bed, hell, even some teachers and staff members of the college were like that from him, truly a nerdy manwhore. so naturally he has to ruin yn expeditiously.

“anything?” jake asks, his tone laced with lust and depravity but yn wasn't as dumb as he looked like, he knew exactly what jake was asking for but nonetheless he decided ro play that game too.

“yes anything please” he keep on with that act because at the end of the day he's gonna learn something and will enjoy it too so it was a win-win to him but oh boy he doesn't know what's coming to him.

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“what's the answer?” jake's bangs sticked to his forehead due to the sweat, the frame of his glasses falling off of his nose bridge but he quickly fixes it, he licks his lips “answer me slut” the sound of the spank echoed in the room, his hand imprinted on yn's butt cheek, who was sitting on the other's dick with his back facing jake.

“i-i don't rememberrr” yn gasped, letting his sweaty and marked body fall to the floor but with jake's meat still inside him, the nerd has been obliterating his hole the past hour. everytime he messes up one of the 10 questions on the sheet, jake punishes him and made him start again but with a new sheet of questions. “i won't be able to focus if you keep hitting my prostate” yn whimpers. “or you're just messing up because you love my dick stretching this pussy. even a high schooler could resolve this sheet in 15 minutes” jake pulls out his dick and quickly replaces them with his digits. four of them entering at once on the gaping pink hole, smeared in saliva and lube. “or maybe you're just dumb as a fucking rock” the top adds.

yn's head rests on the floor, no strenght left in his body, a pool of drool forming on the floor, “at least give me a kiss” he pouted, “i don't kiss my hook ups” the nerd replied.

“commme onnn~” jake slaps yn's cheek, “four fingers were enough for you to get fucked dumb?”, “n-n..noo~... i just need to-” he was cut off when jake put his fingers on his mouth, “ah ah ah ah ah.. you can't get distracted dumbslut but i'll let it pass this time. meanwhile i think on something to help you keep tasting your boypussy juices”.

jake's dick slid up and down on top of the other's pulsating hole, the burning friction making it shiver in pleasure as if it's asking for more, “hungry pussy” he blurted out, “haven't had one like that for so long”.

“jake pleashee~ help me with thish and then you c-can fu-fuck me all you wanttt~” yn tried to convince jake so he can rest a little but to no avail, “or i'll fuck you right now and then we study” he slaps his tip on top of the hole, then introduces only that part and starts whiping his dick with his hand, the vibration provoking squelching sounds that were like music foe jake's ears, “god how much i love a wet pussy”. “ish not a pusshyy~” yn talks back and it's received with another harsh spank, his ass bright red already, “it's a pussy, my pussy now” jake slams himself onto yn drawing a loud cry from the bottom, “FUCKK!! sho big~”, yn's eyes rolles back and his tongue was out, “look at you, all dumb over my cock”.

jake pulls yn towards him, locking him with his arm around his neck, bulging veins decorating that pretty skin. the headlock wasn't that hard but it has the right amount of pressure to choke yn. the dizziness making him squirm and by consequence it made his hole grip hard jake's dick. “holy fuck, i'm gonna nut in this boypussy” jake grunted, pistoning his hips faster and harder completely ruining that gaping hole.

“fill me up. fill me up” yn begged, jake’s dick throbbing inside him sending waves of pleasure throughout his body, “fill thish pusshy up. to the brimmm~”. the slurred words plus the beggin made jake's dick twitch, his thrusts becoming sloppier, an in an impulsive act he brings yn’s face towards him to kiss him –breaking his 'rule’–, his tongue eager to explore inside yn's oral cavity. in one of those sloppy thrusts he hit yn's sweet spot so hard that it made him orgasm right there –cumming hands free– the white liquid spilling over his body and then running down his shaft to drip on top of jake's balls.  jake spurted his spooge inside, riding his high while still buried on yn with a few more thrusts. he then let go of the headlock letting the other catch some breath. jake let's himself fall to the floor and yn plopped on top of him, tired he closed his eyes, while being caressed by jake's soothing heartbeat sound.

“what the-” yn woke up, scared. was that all a dream? he was asking himself mentally, “no, it wasn't a dream, get ready ‘cause we need to finish this sheet” jake said with a monotonous, cold voice, completely different at the beast who rearranged his guts moments ago, ‘what the fuck can he read minds now?’ yn thought, furrowing his eyebrows and his eyes narrowing at the nerdy boy. “i can't read minds, you're just predictable”.

“fuck you” yn started to mumble curses towards the other while going to the bathroom limping. jake just stares at him, his usually calm and cold expression changes to a smirk inmediately afterwards, he then fixes his glasses and direct his stare towards the piece of paper in front of him, licking his lips in the process.

[etrsilk]

₊✩‧₊˚ ᡣ𐭩 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 ⇝ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 .ᐟ

˗ˏˋ ➛ 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨: 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘢,𝘎𝘰𝘯,𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘢,𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘰

˗ˏˋ ➛ 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 — ?????

˗ˏˋ ➛ 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚 — 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

—𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐀ꫂ ၴႅၴ

➘ Killua is not at all interested in classes and school in general until you point out to him that you are better than him in this area.

He took this as a kind of provocation and started working seriously to get better grades than you!

➘ but anyway school interests him very little, the only thing that motivates him to go to school is you.

➘ both popular and feared..

Basically, he draws attention to himself because he is a Zoldyck (and an assassin) so people are both impressed, and at the same time a little doubtful about approaching him.

➘ his favorite subject is math

➘ he hates English.

❝Killua! Stop talking to Gon or I'll call your parents. ❞

❝ how to say... I don't recommend it. ❞

❝ its a threat??? ❞

❝ no no it’s advice. ❞

 —𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐊𝐀ꫂ ၴႅၴ

➘ he’s the best student in his class, obviously

➘ his favorite subject is English but he likes more or less all subjects except history and geography

➘ some girls try to approach him by asking for help with their homework, but he all fails under the pretext that "my girlfriend wouldn't like it"

➘ is the favorite of all teachers.

➘ I don’t know why but he likes to give eye contact during class!

➘ he has the habit of leaving you lots of little notes in your locker as a surprise

❝ I have confidence in you for your exam, come see me if you’re too stressed ❞

❝ hii don’t forget that you promised to eat with me today ❞

 —𝐆𝐎𝐍ꫂ ၴႅၴ

➘ as for Killua the only thing that motivates him to go to class is you.

➘ he hates math and no longer even tries to improve in this subject, he uses math classes to rest or sleep and just shows up...

➘ really hates school, he hates everything about school; suffer the oppression of handing in homework and being good at school, of being under the authority of teachers….

➘ PE = preferred material (the only one that supports lmao)

➘ math = his worst nightmare

 —𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎ꫂ ၴႅၴ

➘ He is not a student but a school monitor; it's like a student job for him! (I know it's not that simple to be a school monitor, but shhhh)

➘ but when he was a student, he hated English but loved Biology and Physics

➘ he's a real gossip, he even loves dramas that unfold in front of these monitor's eyes and is really very invested....but he will never admit that.

➘ it's flirted with a lot by students, and each time he takes great pleasure in telling you it on purpose to make you jealous

➘ he won't admit it, but he almost cried when he had to quit his job to devote himself fully to his studies, he hated his student job but really liked certain students.

—English is not my first language, so sorry for any mistakes!! (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

[wontwowon]

WHAT - 13 : What do I do?

wc. (769)

Waking up to a bunch of notifications can be either a blessing or a curse. When I saw all the notifications I thought maybe my post went viral.

The group chat was full of notifications, maybe they were congratulating me?? Or maybe Belle and Ricky were arguing about something stupid.

Niki also texted me. Maybe he wanted more robux, or was asking for a shoutout since I told people to unfollow him as a joke. 

I went on twitter- my biggest mistake.

My dm’s were full of death threats. 

Full.

Even as I refreshed the page, more and more kept coming.

Yujin’s post

Was it some sick kind of joke? She was playing the victim??

I couldn't get too much into it. I had a test I had to go to. I didn't even want to think about everyone. Do I reply? Do I skip?

“Yn!! Time for school, your math test is today!” 

That's right, I have to get good grades for her, my mom. I push myself up.

I don't want to go, but I will.

Yunjin didn’t bother to walk with me. I see her walking, but the dirty glare she gives me tells me already not to talk to her.

I don't blame her…

As I walk into the building I can feel everyone's eyes on me. Not only strangers, but also the people I call friends.

Yunjin and Karina glare at me. Taesan looks at me without any emotion- somehow scarier than the girls. Sohee looks betrayed- hurt- confused. And Hanbin, he looks… sorry?

I think what hurts the most is Sunghoon, he’s with Yujin.

She cries in his arms, and he consoles her. 

I want to be her. I want to cry in his arms. Why, why am I suffering. 

I try not to think about it as I head to math. I see Heeseung. 

Do I sit next to him?? Will he glare at me too?

I just sit where I normally do, Heeseung moves.

Do they seriously believe the post? Do I really seem fake?

I can hear my classmates whisper, it doesn't sound good. I put my head down, desperately trying to focus on math. 

Luckily the math teacher comes, and silences everyone. He passed the math tests.

He stops at me, maybe it’s because I'm wearing a shitty outfit, or maybe because I have no makeup? 

“Kids these days..” he whispers at me, while shaking his head. So.. he’s seen it too.

Has everyone seen it? Does everyone hate me? 

I can't even see the paper, my eyes full with tears, blurring the questions. I can’t help but zone out. Am I really the bad guy?? 

What do I do?

Do I leave again? Run away again?

That's all I know.  

I always run, running is easy.

So I do.

I get up and leave, I can hear the teacher call my name out. I can see Heeseung staring at me, slightly concerned. 

I speed walk in the hall, I left my bag in the class but I don't care.

I hear people whisper about me, but I don't care.

I just want my mom. 

“Yn?”

I see Sunghoon. He called me. But next to him isn’t what I want to see. Yujin is still there. 

I stand in the middle of the hallway, I see my old friends, Sunghoon’s friends, and a bunch of random people. 

“Yn, you gonna finally own up?” Yujin asks with a small smirk on her face. That smirk. It makes me annoyed. 

Why should I let her win? But… would anyone believe me?

I look around again, but then I see Niki.

He gives me a look… almost telling me to do something. 

Yujin now stands in front of me. I guess she tries to intimidate me. 

I know what I'm about to do is wrong, but I don't care anymore. Even if I try, nothing will help me get everyone's trust back. It happened back at SM uni, it’ll happen again here.

So I do it, I defend myself for the first time. 

I can only imagine the look on Belle's face, she’ll buy me some food in congratulating me. Jaehyun will lecture me, but still be proud. Ricky, he’ll definitely hype me up.

I can already see Niki’s face, he’s smiling. My mom will be slightly proud, but definitely mad. But that's ok. 

I finally see Sunghoon’s face, he's shocked. 

But I don't care. I don’t care anymore.

That’s why I continuously punch Yujin until someone pulls me off. And the rest of the next couple of hours were a blur.

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SIDE NOTE please lmk if there’s any warnings I missed out in my master list, i don’t want to miss any 😅 also for some reason I can’t reply to comments?? But thank you to everyone who comments, reblogs, likes or even just reads, I really appreciate it ☺️

[txtmetonight]

Ms. (?)

call summary ⋆ ★ you and yeonjun since high school have had major rivalry. now you two are teachers at the same school, and your fiery bond hasn’t broken yet. but the other teachers and students make you guys the hottest ship in school. so…what’s next?

pairings *. * yeonjun x fem! reader

genre ⋆ ★ fluff, enemies to lovers (?) dunno its a little complicated, coworkers to lovers (?) again confusing...you'll see once you finish it, oneshot

warnings *. * a bit of cursing (just a pinch) :/, alcohol, a tinge of insults, bad grammar (english isn't my first language 💀 and Grammarly sucks)

featuring ⋆ ★ chaewon, taehyun, felix

call duration *. * 3.4K

It was no big secret to the whole school about the immense tension between the sweet 10th-grade Math and Science teacher and the handsome music professor that almost every high schooler (whether you were a girl or not) drooled over. You and Mr. Choi's (aka Yeonjun) relationship with each other were rather tense and complicated. You’ve known Yeonjun ever since he overtook your place in the spelling bee in High school, spelling ubiquitous right, and ending it with a humongous, ludicrous, smirk sent towards your face. And once you graduated High school with high credits that got you into a prestigious college to receive your bachelor's degree, you thought that you would never see his stupid face again. But imagine your surprise when the same face you’ve hated for years walked through the building doors, ready to greet you in front of your new classroom, the same smug smile on his face. 

“You’ve worked in this school for four years, yet you still don’t know how to properly use the printer, do you even qualify as a teacher Mrs. (L/n)?” You grit your teeth in annoyance, instead focusing on the papers that spit your worksheets for your lovely kids. “No comment?” Yeonjun jokes, pushing around you to grab his own stack of papers, yet furrowing his eyebrows once he notices that the papers he printed out were filled blank. No ink or anything, just plain white copy papers looking like they came straight from out of a newly opened pack. “Um” He tries to turn his body so you wouldn’t notice his stupid mistake but you catch on right away loudly snickering. “I think you forgot to press the side button, again” You grab your papers swiftly before quickly sticking your tongue out once his back was turned and rushing out as fast as possible towards your classroom. Composing yourself, you stick your head into your room to watch Ms. Kim who was playing hangman with your class. 

“Nope, there’s no- oops your teacher’s back” She stays seated in your chair, completing the word she was thinking about while you stride towards your desk, the class filled with groans and gasps once the expo marker marks the last letter, spelling out your first name. You notice but don’t bother as Chaewon snickers, getting up so you could whisper your gratefulness in her ear. “Thank you, god, I already feel a headache coming on” you whine all while she understandingly pats you back before a devilish smile comes upon her cunning face. “Was it because of Yeonjun…you know I saw him hurriedly running after you while you were walking towards the printer room”. You sigh and instead glare at her giggling figure, you’d prefer not to feed into her mindless delusions. She takes the hint and opts to stride out of the classroom, of course not before butting her head back in for a final goodbye “Alright then, don’t give your teacher a hard time” Chaewon finally leaves with a flourish and you could probably guess where she was heading next, ready to prey on her next cup of coffee. Which leaves you to turn back to your kids to teach.

“So who’s ready for more Quadratic Functions” you smile (still stuck on your friend’s comment earlier about Yeonjun following you), and the class breaks out in another round of cries, some even begging you to not pass out those papers in your hands.

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“Ms. (L/n)?”

You turn around to face another of your co-worker, who taught the 9th graders, just a hall over, though it was quite surprising to see him in the breakroom. “Mr. Lee, how may I help you?” you ask, politely smiling at the man who flashes a cheerful grin. “You know, it’s ok to call me Felix…I’m pretty sure you call Mr. Choi, Yeonjun, right?” The mood was a little awkward as you shuffled around quietly nodding a brisk okay and sorry, before he brushed it off with a loud chuckle. “Your classroom?”. You were hoping that you actually reminded him about his own kids to teach since he was spending so much unnecessary time with you, secretly wishing that he could leave you alone so you could eat your lunch. “We have a guest speaker who told me she could take over everything and that she was going to be fine on her own”. By now you were practically rolling on the heels of your feet, praying for any distraction of some sort. And it seems your quick prayers may have been answered because in came Choi Yeonjun with his own bento, confusedly staring at you and Felix then noticing the big empty and supposedly the best spot in the whole break room, which you were gonna sit in. 

This idiot better not. 

You clench your hands, watching the arrogant man take your place before being brought back to reality by a small cough, totally forgetting that Felix was in front of you. “Um so…I was wondering if you could- or wanted to eat dinner with me tomorrow, of course, no problem if not” He looks at your wide eyes while trying to gulp his nervousness away. “A date?” you point towards yourself, both you and Felix unaware of the angry eyes watching you two. Yeonjun looked like a ripe tomato that was gonna explode. The blonde in front of you sucks through his teeth, letting out a small exhale. “Yep” Ok now, Yeonjun was furious and one half of him wanted to confront and stop the interaction and the other wanted to stay put and see what you would do. So he decides the latter, beginning to forget his lunch and instead spreading his legs to lean back on the couch, staring intently. “You’re a great man,  but I don’t think I’m the one for you” You somehow get your words out, carefully picking them as they slip out of your tongue. “How can you be so sure about the future, when you’ve never ever even gone on a date with me before” You swallow hard, senses running all over the place, and his pitiful face definitely didn’t help. “I’m already dating someone” Your whisper was loud enough for Yeonjun to hear, making him sit upright eyebrows raised. 

This was new.

Felix looks taken aback, mouth pouting in shock. “Is that so? you should’ve told me the first time, then I wouldn’t have bothered you anymore” He bows down, ashamed of his actions. “Oh no, you’ve done nothing wrong, but please don’t tell this to anyone” Smiling he nods embarrassedly before gesturing that he was gonna stay quiet. “Have a great day!” he sheepishly skips out of the classroom and you continue waving, keeping the simple grin, it falling down right as his body was out of sight. 

“You’re dating someone?” 

Shit

You forgot that Yeonjun was in the room with you guys, tuning into your guy’s conversation. “Were you eavesdropping on us?” You already knew the answer. “It’s not eavesdropping if it was loud enough for me to hear, so are you actually dating someone?” He finally spoons a piece of his chicken in his mouth, though it was a bit weird that he actually started eating after you took your first bite out of your pizza from last night. Tired of his antics you decide to play along a little, nodding and smiling a little, a loud gasp led out by the male who was surprised by your confession. “Is he cute, or even good enough for you?” Yeonjun grumbles. You glance towards him with a huge grin “Yep he’s perfect…but don’t tell anyone though, keep it a secret between the both of us and I guess Mr. Lee” He continues to stare at you before turning back towards his meal, ears hinted with a tinge of red. The rest of the 15 minutes was quiet, except for a few bickers on the best sauce to go on a salad and the worst football team. It was almost the end of the period where you were finishing up your drink, smiling against the straw while your eyes peered at Yeonjun as he kept defending his point that when he was so into the discussion, his lidded eyes gaze at you, practically sending you into a cardiac arrest, leading you to accidentally swallow the drink through the wrong hole. 

And after Yeonjun notices he blanks out, panicking along with you. “Oh my god, are you okay!?” ‘Does it look like I’m okay’ you try to rasp but instead, you cough even more. He goes to kneel down next to you on the couch, slowly rubbing in circles into your back to calm you down and it works! Instead of full-on choking, you were left with little splutters in your throat. “Here drink some water, and try not to choke again” he grins, handing you his water bottle which you gratefully take. Taking your fill of water, you notice the close proximity between you and Yeonjun, and you could feel the red slithering up your back and neck while you turn towards him to give him your thanks. “Thank you” God your noses were basically touching, and at school too! You’ve never been this close in your guys’ workplace so it sent a shiver of butterflies down your spine. “You're welcome” He breaths and right when he looked like he was coming closer the bell rang sending you two flying apart. 

“Oh, Mr. Choi and Ms. (L/n)!” Both pairs of eyes shoot towards the unexpected intruder and you relax once you notice that it was Chaewon, her red lips tugged at the corners. “Ms. Kim '' Yeonjun immediately gets up to bow and you quickly follow, a little flustered about how your friends caught you and your coworker so close together. “I’ll take my leave, my 4th-period students are probably at my door…Mrs. (L/n), you didn’t forget about the staff meeting after school right?” He lifts his eyebrows at your gasp, entertained while watching you dive for your phone and open up your calendar. And there it was, your little reminder on how you were scheduled to overtime and drive all the way home and then back to a bar so you could catch up with your other workmates, all arranged by the principal. You take a look at Chaewon who also pulled her phone out, shrugging once she met your gaze before erupting in a small laugh. “Of course, you forgot, I thought Math and Science teachers were supposed to be smart, I guess not” He looks you up and down, letting out his squeaky laughs as he grabs his water bottle and bento, your face was frozen in shock and offense. “Bye Mrs. (L/n), Ms. Kim” He bows once more towards Chaewon and spares you a look before walking away. 

“The fucking nerve of that guy, you saw him!” She hurries towards you, slapping her hand over your mouth, not letting you speak another word. You look at her, a little startled as she pats your cheek gently. “Don’t get too ahead of yourself, you need to go back to class Ms. (L/n)” She still holds your cheeks, her other hand moving your chin up and down to nod at her words. Her hands give you back your lunchbox, pushing you out of the room. “Your kids must be waiting for you, go back before they scribble something on the board again” She waves a goodbye while you cringe, agreeing with her, leading you to fast walk back to your classroom. The last time you were late to your class, the whiteboard was filled with little doodles of you and Yeonjun, each picture demonstrating romantic actions, and they had their own little actions too. The kids knew very much about the cute (in your words revolting) atmosphere that you two teachers had. And they took advantage of it. Some of the lockers were filled with small drawings of yours and his initials in a heart. Yeonjun once even got a love note that had your name on it, which he still teases you about to this day. The birth of a ship name of you two was even made and is still stuck on a water fountain in the 11th-grade hallway. But by the time you got to your classroom, you knew you were too late. The board was already filled to the brim. 

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The bar was packed with customers and through the window you tried to spy your own group, which wasn’t too hard to find. All you had to look for was a shiny bald head that belonged to your boss. Almost everyone was there already, including Chaewon who looked like she was going to die from boredom. “You’re not going in?” You turn around to face Yeonjun who was pocketing his keys. You smirk, “Nope, was waiting for you, ladies first” He rolls his eyes playfully, yet taking your offer to lead the both of you into the bar. “Haha you're so funny” You follow him through the door which you held for him, awkwardly standing next to him, watching your group. “I know”. Waving back at Chaewon, Yeonjun and you stride towards the table. “Oh my, Yeonjun and (Y/n), you’re here, we thought you’d never come” The principal slurs his words, all while checking you up and down which you grimace in disgust. “Come here (Y/n), sit next to me” Mr Park lazily smiles, pointing to the empty spot next to him (which was forcefully cleared by him). You try to refuse but before you could get a word out, Yeonjun had already sat there. “Yeonjun?!” The man exclaims, ready to scold him out. “Sorry sir, but I’m deathly allergic to shrimp and rather not sit there” Yeonjun responds, slightly dipping his head in respect. The only open seat had fried spicy shrimp next to it. “Oh is that so, that’s fine I guess” Mr Park, slumps his cheek onto his palm, staring at you take the seat across from Yeonjun and next to Chaewon who hugs you excitedly. You knew that Yeonjun was lying and for a fact was definitely not allergic to any types of seafood, but you were extremely thankful. 

“Here Yeonjun, drink” Mr. Kang pushes him a glass, but Yeonjun refuses. “I’m not drinking tonight, I have to drive back home”. Taehyun nods before turning to you, offering a drink, and you accept the glass, the bright boy (Currently a student teacher) pouring you the liquid. Conversations rise and die down but there was a lot of chattering at your table. As the night progressed so did your face, turning red and red from the amount of alcohol you were downing. Everything around seemed blank and normal until Mr. Park brought up a futile question. “I’ve noticed that Yeonjun and (Y/n) always go home together and always arrive at the same time in the morning, has anyone noticed that?”. You and Yeonjun stop breathing in shock, even more, stupefied at the murmurs of agreement that arise from your co-workers. “W-we just have the same routes, that’s all” Yeonjun stutters, his black hair sticking to his face, chewing on his lips nervously.

“(Y/n)?” Chaewon shakes you out of your ogle towards Yeonjun, who was staring back at you too, eyes flitting the entirety of your flushed face. “Yeah, he’s right, in fact, me and Yeonjun have a bus to catch, we should go”. You try to stand up but the drinks coursing through your veins makes you stumble, the world around you spinning. “I thought Yeonjun was driving? He could stay a little longer” A 9th-grade teacher pipes up, a lovesick look on her face as she looks at the man. Though instead of reciprocating her look and lightly clears up his throat before sending a formal smile towards everyone. “I have to wake up early in the morning tomorrow, it’d be better to go now”. Usually, no one would believe that very obvious lie but they let it slide, their minds under the influence of alcohol. Yeonjun walks towards your side, laughing at your attempts at walking, and swinging his arm over your shoulder to help you. Sure everyone knew that Yeonjun hated your guts but he wasn’t that heartless. After a string of goodbyes, you both slowly slump out of the building, you sighing at the fresh air. Yeonjun titters softly at your swaying before looking back to make sure no one was behind him. 

“Aww is my baby tired?” You whine into his side, comforted by his large presence, his cologne making you sleepy. “Shut uppp”. Yeonjun couldn’t blame your fatigued figure, it was certainly tiring keeping your marriage a secret. Once you two were far away (and when he couldn’t watch you struggle anymore) his hands slither down to your thighs and in a blink of an eye you find yourself dangling in a pair of strong arms. “Jun what are you-” You’re cut off to a sweet kiss and you happily take it, leaning more into his mouth, wanting to feel him more but he cuts you off from your need, instead landing you onto your feet so you could get into his car. His hands gently move the pieces of hair that stick on your face, eyes glazed with something so pure that it made you want to melt into the seat below you. He spots your squirming, turning his hand so the back of it, laid on your cheek. “Do you need to throw up?I brought plastic bags?” You smile against his cold hands, shaking a no. The silence felt comfortable, as Yeonjun decided to crouch by your seat still out of the car, still observing you with a delicate look, and his soft lips pouting at how stunning you looked. “Stop staring at me like that” You whisper, taking his other hand in yours. 

“Baby you’re the smartest woman I know, I didn’t mean what I said today at school” He snuggles into your cheek apologetically. It’s been gnawing at him all day after he said that, feeling extremely guilty even though you knew he meant it as a joke. “I don’t mean anything I say that’s rude, I swear” He continues on, giggling with you as he burrows his nose deeper, lips puckered to leave a trail of gentle kisses. “I know Junnie, I don’t mean anything like that either”. You slowly turn your face, capturing his lips in another kiss, noses brushing with each other as his touch feels scalding hot against your skin.  “I really wish you could use my last name at school” He sulks. “Me too, love” You pet his hair, threading your fingers in it, forcing him to release his (fake) glower. “Come on, let's go home” He leaves one last smooch on your nose before groaning while getting up, stretching his limbs. You reach over in the glove compartment to grab your rings, and when he gets in the car, you grab his hand to slide his on, his own fingers scrambling to slip your own ring on your hand. At last, he starts the car, and the rumbling engine almost lulls you to sleep. “You could sleep if you want, I can tuck you into bed” He looks down at your jelly figure against the leather seats. “No I want to sleep with you” He bops his head softly at you, starting to softly hum a song. But alas your eyelids felt droopy and heavy like a dozen rocks sat upon them, so you decide to close them for a second, and the last thing you heard was a little muffled but in enough volume to where it sent blood rushing around your body. 

“I love you, Mrs. Choi”

Bonus:

Chaewon walked out of the building a little after her best friend and coworker left. She wasn’t going to deal without Mr. Park’s nonsense any longer. But as she walked farther and farther she noticed a young couple, the boy carrying his girl. “I swear to god, I’m going to sleep on the highway” she groans, walking faster to her destination so she could call for a taxi. Her eyes glance towards the girl, which looked like (Y/n), and the boy that twinned with Yeonjun. But that’s impossible, Yeonjun carrying (Y/n) would happen when pigs could fly. Maybe she drank a little too much. 

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*sooo how was it? Sorry this is my first one-shot, hopefully, they'll be better and longer ones in the future :) Ask me to be added to my permanent tag list.

[buckys-little-belle]

I love love love your little terror series! Would you consider making one if maybe like more gareth forward or like gareth being the main caregiver? He seems like he would just be the sweetest caregiver and I'm honestly just in love lol, maybe he calls the little bunny?? Thank you so much!

Little Bunny

Gareth Emerson x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used)

Warnings - Jason is a bully

Notes - Gareth is aged up to be a senior in highschool on his second go around so he’s at least 19, I think, I don’t know how American schools work … Also this is short, I’m coming back from a very long hiatus so please just bear with me <3

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW

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The parking lot was as loud as ever, students chatting, catching up after a long summer, cars parked so close doors could hardly open, and new students lost to the point of no return. Senior year seemed to creep up on Gareth like no other, the excitement of becoming the Hellfire club's new DM had taken up most of his summer, the thoughts of math homework, english class, and graduation lost on him as he began planning his first campaign.

Ever since Eddie, Little Terror and Jeff had graduated, the school felt less alive, no more table top rants, or chasing a lost little through the hallways after school. Everything just felt empty and broken. "Gareth!" Dustin called out, waving him over to the group of people he seemed imbedded in, Mike and Lucas both present. "This is Elle." He pointed to a girl, her giving him a shy wave in return. "And that's Will, they're new, and old." Gareth just shook his head, Dustin was sure to explain what he meant later. "They wanted to know if they could join the club?"

"Sure, the more the merrier!" He smiled, faking his enthusiasm, the change that this year was to bring too fresh on his mind. "Just make sure they have what they need purchased by Friday!" He shouted as he walked away, the group chatting as he left them behind.

"Sorry." A voice pleaded, the sound heard by Gareth as he walked to his locker, the language hall usually quite, hardly any students in it before school, just those unlucky enough to have their lockers located there. "I really didn't do it I promise! I didn't do anything!" The voice continued.

"I don't believe you!" A harsh voice called back, one that belonged to Jason Carver, the second year senior who's dad apparently couldn't pay off the teachers to let him pass. "You did this on purpose! And you're going to pay!"

Gareth walked towards the commotion, almost hesitating as he instinctively waited for Eddie to barge through and deal with Jason. "Ahem." Gareth cleared his throat, leaning against the lockers closest to the pair, his new found height doing wonders to his intimidation tactics.

"This is none of your business' Freak." Jason spat, turning back to the crying person in front of him.

"Pretty sure it is." Gareth said sarcastically, looking around to add dramatic effect, as if he was looking for a care in the world for Jason. Before the Jock could get back to tormenting the clearly new person, he spoke again. "Seeing as they are in Hellfire, this situation is definitely my business, so tell me what's going on here."

Jason just laughed, looking to the poor soul and then back to Gareth. "Should have known they were with you, all you Freaks look the same."

The words made Y/n cry harder, standing still, tears running down their cheeks as Jason turned back to them before walking away, not having the time to try and mess with the Hellfire Club this early in the year. "'m so sorry!" Y/n cried, looking now to Gareth, their eyes wide, heart beating fast. "I promise I din' do anyfin, 'm jus' clumsy 'nd fell." Their tears were fatter now, their shoulders shaking slightly.

Gareth's heart broke, 'Why do we always meet littles in moments of distress?' He asked himself. "I know you didn't do anything, and even if you did, your secret would be safe with me." He smiled, pretend zipping and locking his lips.

Y/n wrinkled their nose, a small smile now on their face as tears fell. "I'll leabe now, 'm sorry for bothering you."

"You're not bothering me, don't worry." He chuckled, Y/n quite literally making his day. "Why don't I take you somewhere and help you calm down? Wouldn't want to spend your first day sad, would you?"

"You don' wan' me t'go with you, 'm, 'm ..."

"Feeling tiny?" Gareth asked, Y/n's eyes widening when they heard his words. "Well, if you don't want to come and play with allll the toys I have, that's fine, I'll just let them know you don't want to be their friends." He said, fake sadness lacing his voice, turning to walk away.

"Toys?"

Gareth smiled, nodding his head, gesturing for Y/n to follow him.

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The drama room lights turned on with a buzz, the room suddenly flooded with warm light, the large table in the middle as clean as it will ever get all year, not yet in use, costumes on racks surrounding the perimeter of the room. "They should be over here, you can take a seat if you want." He smiled, walking towards the back wall in search of the box of second hand toys Little Fairy used to play with, all donated by those in the club, along with Eddie's thrift store finds.

Y/n wrinkled their nose as the box was placed in front of them, contemplating what to pull out first, before their hand landed on a stuffed bunny, one Little Fairy refused to play with because of their little blue and orange stuffed blobs.

"You two are a prefect pair." Gareth chuckled, his arms crossed as he stood a few steps back. "You both have cute little noses." He laughed when Y/n looked up at him, their nose scrunched in the perfect bunny like way.

Y/n smiled, giving the bunny a little wiggle, their hand wiping the tears off their face, a smile on their lips rather than their previous frown. "I's cute." They giggled, showing the bunny off to Gareth.

"It is very cute, why don't you take him with you today?" Gareth asked, now crouched down, his arms laying on the table as he looked at the thing, giving one of the ears a little pet. "He sits in here all day alone, I think he’d enjoy the company.” He smiled.

“Really?” Y/n’s tears had mostly dried, but sadness seemed to be permanent plastered to their face, like no amount of stuffed animal would rub it off.

“Of course.” Gareth sat in the seat next to Y/n, one arm leaning against the table. “Why don’t we meet up at lunch, and you can let me know if he’s behaving?” He asked, knowing he wouldn’t be a good ‘hellfire babysitter’ if he didn’t check in on them later, though he would ask even if it wasn’t for the club, Y/n and him seemed to click, sort of like Eddie and Little fairy.

“M’kay.” Y/n smiled up at him, wrinkling their nose once again. “Tanks.”

“Of course, Little bunny.”

[rhiandoesfandom]

Might Regret this and delete it later but answering a question about my most traumatic experience made me want to list all the fucked up and just...weird as fuck things that have happened to me. Like I can't sleep til I do this. Maybe it'll be cathartic I dunno:

Tw: Sexual assault, all other assault?

-Age 3 force fed Tabasco

-Age 2 Thrown in pool by Stepdad

-Age 4-6 locked in room when parents screaming at one another

-Age 6 or 7 Witnessed mom throw a hairdryer at stepdad because he verbally abused her.

-Age 5 Fell off a table from dancing and broke my leg, my dad didn't tell my mom.

-Age 2-7 Forced to stay at the table (sometimes falling asleep) cause I couldn't finish my food.

-Age 7 Forced to eat chicken and dumplings and immediately threw it up (still can't eat It today)

-Age 7 Got laughed at by my whole elementary school class because we had to say our times tables in front of the class and I couldn't get past 5's. Sobbed in front of them all.

-Age 8 Moved across the country to a whole new state.

-Age 8 lived with a family friend for a year who had five other kids (add on myself and my three siblings) so there was not quiet ever for that whole year.

-Age 9 Cried in front of *that* class about math and being the new kid.

-Age 9 Got pressured by neighborhood kids into stealing from 7/11.

-Age 10 Got made fun of for having certain friends

-Age 11 Got made fun of in fifth grade for still playing pretend.

-Age 11, Almost lost friends cause I tried to convince them I was a real witch (damn you halloweentown and your influence).

-Age 12-14 Pervy PE teacher that made the girls all do squats and the boys do jumping jacks. Never the other way around.

-Age 13 A middle school science teacher is Arrested for child pornography.

-Age 13 Had a boy tell me that kissing me made him realize he was gay.

-Age 13: Become my science teachers' TA (different teacher than the one above). Mostly spend the time watching cash cab and Bill Nye in his room.

-Age 13 I received my first tiny acer laptop and start playing Webkinz online, club penguin, and Wizard 101. (Also looking for dates on there but I don't tell people that).

-Age 14 Got my first flip phone, add my friends' contacts for text. We don't have Internet yet.

-Age 14 Start playing around on Omegle. Where kids SHOULD NOT BE.

-Age 14 Met one of my best friends on Wizard 101 and cheated my bedtime and played more when I really should have been sleeping.

-Age 14 Read Twilight, got obsessed. Started my first babysitting gigs. Overpriced myself but they paid it so.

-Age 14 Best friend in person at the time was a really bad influence and decided to pretend she was possessed and drown me in a pool. I begged her to stop and she pretended that the demon in her left.

Okay it's about to escalate:

-Age 15 Tried out for my first play, it was hairspray. I wanted to be one of the leads. I could sing but I couldn't dance. I ended up a techy.

-Age 15 Had my first girl/girl relationship And I kiss her on Halloween and I like it and she says she likes it too. But then she has to break up with me cause she's Mormon and doesn't want to leave her church.

- Age 15 Gets into an online relationship with two British guys from Omegle who are definitely adults. Sent them underage nudes cause I didn't know better.

-Age 16 Said British guys decided to blackmail me with my nudes and threatened to post them online if I stopped meeting with them over cam. (I was regularly doing shit over cam with them. It was gross). Told my mom, she had no idea what to do. She just took away my phone and laptop for a while which??? Didn't do anything to help???

-Age 16 Started going out with my first in person boyfriend after we sang owl City at the same time and fell on top of one another on the theater stairs. LMAO it was so cringy.

-Age 16 Six months later I broke up with him over text by trying to scare him away by telling him I thought I was a fallen angel so he'd think I was crazy. (He was ignoring me a lot so I was done) Then I gaslit his friends and said he broke up with me. (I don't act like this anymore, teen me was WILD).

-Age 16 Pretended I was in a romance bdsm novel and handcuffed myself to my own dresser and had to make an excuse for my parents not to come in, so they wouldn't see me.

-Age 17 Met my current partner of 10 years over Tumblr, we started talking over messenger then skyping every day.

-Age 17 Parents kept fighting and stressing out younger siblings so I had to take them all to the park to get them out of the house.

-Age 17 Mom kept telling me that my partner over Skype was a 56 yr old man. (He looked 19 to me).

-Age 17 I finally got my own room.

-Age 17 I ended up trapped in my walk in closet while naked because there was a brown recluse in a power stance. I stayed in the closet for an hour until it moved.

-Age 18 We had to move to a house where we didn't have enough rooms for everyone so I was put into a makeshift room in the dining room where I had no privacy.

-Age 18 My partner visited for the first time.

That's where I'll stop. Holy hell. It feels good to go through it all. I'm sure there's more. But this is just some of the weird things that have happened over my childhood and teenhood lol. Not to mention everything that's happened in my adulthood. That'd be a whole novel. Maybe this is why I follow Loki because I've been through so much chaos 🤔

[thedancingcockroach134]

Serious story from a Furrian (Furry and Therian)

"Furry Girl!", "Kill yourself!", "Awoo!", "Nobody wants you here! Nobody wants a Furry ass wetback like you!" More and more is told in front of my face or back every single day. This is sick and tiring, especially since they know that I have depression. School makes me being a Furry feel like I should be a closeted one. Only a few people respect me at school, but the whole 6th grade tells me very horrible stuff. I wonder what it's like to be appreciated and loved at school. I wonder what it's like to not be told to kill yourself and have so many friends. I wonder what it's like to not have been spreaded with rumors which caused me to almost get in a fight with something over something not true. I wonder what it's like to not be physically and verbally abused everyday. I wonder what it's like to not have an ex boyfriend that talks shit about you in front of people and forced you to sit on his lap. People at school know what I go through, most of them just don't care. People treat me like this for what? Because I'm a Furry and a Therian! People at school record me, post pictures of my other therian friend on Instagram, treat the 3 of us therian besties as shit for what? Being different and having different hobbies. I cry almost everyday at school, but I never tell my friends! My own friends! I one time got cornered by a group of boys and they were talking shit to me and asking me why I was a Furry and a "animal rapist". (They called me an animal rapist because I'm a Therian! Like, what the fuck?!) They were all laughing and one of them slapped me on the face. They did that while I was cornered! I almost get in fights for being a Furry and a Therian. Seriously, the boys were trying to jump me before just because I was a what? A Furry and a Therian. My math teacher embarrassed me in front of my class. She was using me as an example to a fraction problem and said "Now, Imma act like [My dead name]! The only thing I think of is animals and Furries!" Everyone was laughing at me and I almost cried. She knew what the hell she was fucking doing! I cried in my sleep because her sentence repeated over and over in my head, and so was other peoples. I just hate how society odds out specific hobbies, beliefs, or personalities.

Example:

Furrian: "Hello, friend!"

"Good" person: "Hello! What do you like to do?"

Furrian: "Oh, I'm a Furry and a Therian, so I like dressing up in my own anthropomorphic (did i spell it wrong?) character and I do quads-"

"Good" person: Oh! So you have sex with animals?! Bye! I hope you lose your virginity to an animal and die! Oh wait, you already did! Just go and die! Kill yourself!

Like, come on?! Are you really gonna start acting like that when you first encounter a Furrian? That shit is something I have to go through everyday. Trust me, in real life, it's sad. Guys, just don't bully furries or therians. Some of them could be suicidal and/or are depressed. I met a suicidal Furrian online. I helped them (It was a Non-Binary Furry and Therian) I just wish nobody ditched us for 2 specific or more things.

[creatur3-featur3]

Idk felt like i needed to say this

So my math teacher is a man, right? And he's a really sweet guy, absolutely amazing. I sit in the seat in front of his desk. He talks to me sometimes. A lot, actually. And for some odd reason, it makes me so goddamn uncomfortable. One time, he handed me my test, which was almost perfect, and congratulated me multiple times. I had a brief anxiety attack after that and almost cried. It makes me so uncomfortable. But it shouldn't. He's a good guy. Another time, he asked me what book i was reading (it was solitare) because i had finished my worksheet. He asked me so many questions about it and i was trying not to tear up. I told my friend about it, and they suggested that it was because he is a guy (i have a fear of men despite being attracted to them) and i think that might be accurate. I just feel guilty for being uncomfortable around him because he seems so nice.

[ectonurites]

sad rambling don't mind me

The passage of time just doesn’t feel real, man. Alaska would have turned 24 today. The last time I can distinctly remember seeing her alive she was newly 15.

It’s just this weird thing of like, yeah, I don’t think about it all the time anymore, not the way I did when it was really recent, but little things do still remind me of her. I can’t believe how close it’s getting to a decade since she's been gone. 

It came up when Emme and I were talking about her a few weeks ago, but at the time she felt so grown up to us. I was a year older than her, but back then she managed to feel so mature regardless. She would nerd out with us (The last time we actually hung out was at the con the college in our town used to hold), but she also did all these grown-up things with people we didn't know—she'd tell us stories about it all though, she just seemed so cool. But god, she was a kid. A kid! Just a kid. She was 15. She was a kid. We all were kids.

So much of high school is honestly just a blur when I think back to it now, but things related to this are so distinct it's kinda scary.

Like, it’s been nearly 9 years! But I can still remember the exact seat in Jenny’s 1st period mechanical physics class I was sitting in when that first announcement about her attempt and coma went out over the loud speaker, it didn’t use her name or anything but just alerted everyone at the school that this had happened to a student. I already knew, I'd known for a few days, and I knew the announcement was probably going to happen that day, so it wasn’t a surprise. Our other friend got to stay home, but I had too many absences so my mom wouldn’t let me. I was in a class of mostly upperclassmen (only three of us were in my grade, nobody in Alaska's), and no one else in the room knew her or at least seemed to know this was about her, it was just whispers and speculation and I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I broke down in tears in front of my math teacher the following period when he asked me about the homework I hadn't done and in hindsight it was almost kinda funny, because he just did not know what to do. 

I remember sitting at Lily's house on the couch with her and Emme—having a sleepover to work on cosplay because that's what we did back then—when Lily's mom came home in the middle of the night and we knew something was wrong. And we got told the news that she'd passed a few hours earlier.

I remember on the first birthday after she passed, Emme and I went to the park across the street from the high school to let go of balloons. It had snowed recently, but we wanted to be in the center of the park, because otherwise they'd get stuck in the trees, so we trekked our way out there and laid on our jackets in the freezing cold and laughed and talked and cried.

I don’t know. I don’t know where I'm going with any of this, or what I’m trying to say. It's just like, time is supposed to make these things feel easier, and in a way I guess it does, but my brain just gets so focused on dates and anniversaries so every year when this day and the day she died roll around I still get hit with so much all at once.

(the anniversary of the day she died was particularly rough this past year because it was the same day Stranger Things Vol. 2 dropped and I went to a watch party thinking 'oh cool it'll be fun to watch this thing I like with my friends as a distraction' and promptly got punched in the fucking gut by what happened with Max, the hospital scene towards the end sent me spiraling for hours)

Anyways.

Happy Birthday, Alaska. I met you on a Tuesday afternoon in late August at the park I roller skate at now, two days after me and my mom finally called the cops on my dad and everything in my life changed. You were the first new friend I made after all that. I didn't get to know you for a long time, but you’re still on my mind even after all these years. I miss you. Happy Birthday. 

[that-one-daydream-you-forgot]

TW: RANT

So I embarrassed myself in front of the whole class, I was getting confused by an equation and then the teacher called on me. And ofc I wasn't able to answer and just sat myself down and panicked and then the teacher told another classmates to explain it to me.....I panicked and was almost in tears, but after a while that I wanted to shink and die- I answered and felt stupid as fuck....

So yeah I had a panic attack and silently cried, then my friend asked me if I broke up with my "online bf" that's why I cried....

But I said "no I'm crying bc of the math thingy" pass aggressively ofc as I asked for tissue

And also now I just feel stupid and an idiot and just so insecure rn....I kinda wanna throw myself in a hole and never be seen again....idk why but this just deleted my confidence and motivation to study and stuff

Ok maybe I may have an issue regarding people in power, like- I normally cried in school bc of teachers and panics but stilll

[kaixfoxwood]

Fire // past para

Kai attempted every method to fall asleep, counting backwards from one hundred, counting sheep, breathing exercises, but nothing muffled the sounds of voices from the downstairs living room. He tossed and turned multiple times switching from one side to the other before his gaze landed on the electric alarm clock on his nightstand. Midnight. There were clearly more than just the familiar voices of his foster parents, the Foxwood residence had late night visitors. Kai released a groan and placed the pillow around his head in agitation before slipping from the covers, feet making contact with the area rug adorning his bedroom. Many children who came through the foster home were always sharing a room, but he was fortunate enough to have his own. Kai knew it would not last, however, if his parents decided so.

The ten year old tiptoed down the hallway and stopped at a room on his left, pushing open the door and peering inside to ensure baby Gianna still remained asleep. That was his main concern about the disturbances, the newest addition being woken up by noise meant he would be the one soothing her cries. Kai didn't mind, really, as strange as it was. He became the caregiver for the foster siblings who welcomed his spared kindnesses and anyone could see how fond he already became of Gianna. Besides, it is not as if his parents would step up and provide the bare minimum he himself once experienced when he first arrived. To someone like him, he was a natural-born protector keeping his brothers and sisters in line.

Receiving confirmation Gianna still slept soundly, Kai proceeded down the stairs with caution and light feet, knowing which creaky steps to avoid expertly like a cat burglar in the night. He came by it through practice and the small amount of times sneaking from the house to see the only friend he pretty much had up until that point. Abel. The guilt never ceased rising when he considered how long it's been since he chose placing distance. It wasn't Abel's fault, truthfully, Kai just couldn't figure out these weird feelings he'd recently developed that did not seem...normal in a way? Placing the other boy from his mind, Kai mainly stuck along the sides of the corridor leading towards the living room, back against the wall. The voices grew louder, words a lot more understandable now that he situated himself by the doorway just out of sight.

"You sounded concerned over the phone, Richard, and rightfully so." A male voice not belonging to his father spoke first in a gruff tone, an older gentleman who exuded importance and Kai didn't need a look at him to know he held some high position. To any child his age, the guy appeared scary, but not to him at least. "What you shared with the council does confirm what we suspected with him." Kai's brows furrowed at this statement, curiosity nipping at his insides at who they could be speaking about. "I know abilities can begin showing around his age, but I didn't think they could start growing this quickly." His father's reply, a hint of caring in his inflection more than the kid ever thought him capable, "He slowed down everyone around him in order to finish his algebra test before the other students, not only that, I'm hearing reports by the school that he stuck a teacher in a time loop." Wait, they weren't talking about him, were they? So, maybe Kai did cheat on a math test, but his peers were guilty of that offense too. And Miss Peters embarrassed him in front of the entire class like she's done with everyone in his class. She had it coming, whatever that was. "That boy is dangerous."

"Dangerous?" His foster mother scoffed, the sound of a lighter clicking reaching Kai's ears as the woman ignited a cigarette, "Only danger the little shit has ever come close to is getting on my last fucking nerve." A silent pause momentarily impregnated the air while he could almost envision the sight of her touching the cigarette to her lips and releasing the smoke. "How do we know that what Kai is doing isn't a fluke, huh? Plenty of kids show certain attributes of one expertise and then it evolves into something completely different. The coven hasn't seen a time witch in decades, Marcus, my husband and the council are worrying over nothing." Kai's brows furrowed from the very notion, suspecting the strange happenstances displayed at school and home is indeed a result of magic manifesting, but he knew very little about what a time witch was fully capable of.

"I wouldn't be too certain of that, Moira." Richard commented with agitation, the wooden floorboards causing a loud creak. It struck the young boy peculiar, the further in he listened in on this conversation, that his foster father and the council god forbid stressed about the threat he may or may not possess rather than worry for his personal safety. It's a preference of containing his abilities over giving him the aid so he will understand better what culminated within him since birth. "The newest arrival, for example. He'll barely allow me two steps towards Gianna without every lightbulb in the room shattering to pieces. I'm not risking my life if he loses control and sends me to fucking oblivion." Kai heard the male exhale sharply. Right...his over-protectiveness of Gianna, but therein lies his personality in a nutshell. His foster parents never gave a shit about the children they harbored under their roof, just the money that came from being the worst guardians on the planet. "It's better if we sent him away and be done with it." The smell of smoke wafted through the air and tinged his nostrils while Moira tossed out her comment in response. What kind of mother, Kai thought to himself, would throw her child to the wolves as if he was a problem someone else can deal with?

"No." Marcus finally spoke again after an excruciating pause, contemplating determination coming from the man felt even in the direction where Kai was standing. He's never encountered any of the council members and rarely will any drop by on a whimsical visit without a viable reason, so when somebody of his caliber makes himself known, even Kai's young brain understood the significance. This...this has everything to do with him. "You said so yourself, Richard, witches who make time their ultimate playground are a rare occurrence. I'm sure my fellow peers will agree that his talents will benefit the coven once he reaches a proper age. I understand your apprehension, though." Marcus rose from his chair with a slight hum, "If Kai wielded these abilities beyond what the council deems suitable, he could shatter the timelines as we know it." The realization spread from the top of Kai's head as if someone dumped a bucket of ice cold water over it and felt the chill spread down his entire body. Should what they say ring true, maybe he really was dangerous. "We are in contact with another coven who have their eye on a boy Kai's age who they claim can enter dreams. If these stories hold any truth, then we must treat this with strategy."

Another boy out there like him? That caught Kai's attention almost immediately. It only meant somewhere on the planet, another boy would understand his predicament and relate in a shared experience regard. He couldn't ask the barrel of questions filling his head, the identity of this dream witch or how his family reacted if they knew the truth. Was he like Kai, stuck with poor excuses for parents who didn't care about him or associated with a coven hellbent on tying him down? Considering a ten year old child a risky danger? Kai just knew the contemplative thoughts intruding his mind should not take space dwelling. "What are you proposing we do?" Moira interjected, finishing the last of her cigarette and tossing it into the lit fire burning within the hearth.

Kai didn't notice the breath he was holding in while the cogs occupying Marcus' brain whirled. This is it, the verdict, they were sending him far away to live out the rest of his days like some prisoner when he's done nothing wrong to deserve such a dark fate. What if the council thought the punishment fit the crime and they dealt a blow of execution? Kai suddenly felt his knees almost give right from under him if he hadn't pressed his back hard against the wall to keep himself steady. "Distractions." Marcus stated firmly, "Kai's protective instincts are already prevalent, Moira. If we begin his training as soon as possible and he rises in the ranks at a steady enough pace, the coven could use another strong enforcer. An opportunity to still use his powers, but at a limited level. Not to his full potential, however. Trust me...we have our ways insuring that problem never grows as long as the coven lives." The council had their methods, a magical leash, for example.

Training...like a soldier. They were arranging the pieces of the puzzle until it painted a clear picture that he could never escape from. A life dedicated to servitude, to protecting the coven who have no one else's best interests at heart but their own agenda. "He will never go for it and you know that." His foster father spoke the thought as if reading Kai's mind. In truth, yes, he never will follow their rules. They'll drag him kicking and screaming if that is what it took. Marcus released a curt hum before offering, "The bond between a brother and sister is unparalleled. Use Gianna as his soft spot." Silence rose among the three, forcing a sigh from the council member's lips, "You know our customs for the women concerning marriage and children. If Kai agrees to complete the drills and become an enforcer, Gianna will be exempt from certain requirements. His loyalty for her safety."

Kai waited and waited for one of his foster parents to speak up, defend him against an evil that was about to take control of his entire life and weaponize his baby foster sister to accomplish it. Say something, say something, say something and be my parents for once. He wanted to scream at them. Unfortunately, no mother rushed to his aid and no father put his foot down, Kai didn't need to peek in the room to know they weren't wearing the expressions of absolute disgust. Just silent agreement sealing his fate and that of Gianna's. Monsters...all of them.

He finally heard enough. Kai pushed from the wall and did not bother concealing how loud his feet landed on the steps as he took two at a time before making the final journey to his room. The young boy slammed the door behind him and approached the bed with a boiling rage overcoming every inch of his body that he felt as if he'll explode. And why not, if it takes Marcus and his selfish foster parents along with him? Those egotistical pricks were selling him off because of their fear. No one saw the child behind the perceived danger that needed anyone who could lend a hand helping him comprehend what he was. A master bending time at his will. Kai was scared, but he was furious. He's ill-tempered, impatient, maybe not the best person gifted with these abilities, but they chose his path.

Kai clenched his fingers into fists and slammed them down hard against the mattress, his uncontrolled magic shattering the lamp adorning his desk and knocking out the bulbs in his ceiling fan. He took a few steps back as the glass sprinkled down in shards, covering the duvet blanketing the twin-sized bed. "Shit." Kai cursed to himself with an agitated grumble, "Way to prove them right, dumbass." As he began sweeping away the glass down to the floor, figuring he will clean it up tomorrow, his eye caught the photo frame set upon his nightstand. A large crack sliced across the small pane and obscured the photo itself, a snapshot of a six year old Kai and the couple who practically adopted him. Ironic, the fractured photo clearly represented the fractured relationship, two people he will never forgive. Kai picked up the frame and sat cross-legged on his bed, feeling the rage slowly drain from his body and leave only exhaustion as he hugged the item to his chest.

Why...what was wrong with him? Why could his foster parents not see the damage they were causing by throwing him at the coven's mercy? He did not deserve this, but more importantly, neither did Gianna. That boy, the dream witch, didn't deserve their scrutiny wherever he was just the same. Kai's gaze shifted on the window and prayed more than anything he could send some secret message to him so the other understood he was not alone. However unlikely they would ever meet, Kai hoped this stranger would drop from the coven's radar and live happier than he was at the moment. Not bound by a new purpose that forced his hand while his own family is weaponized against him.

So, this is his future. A swirling dark abyss of chaos and wrath. If that is how it shall be, if they prefer watching him decay as he digs his grave, fine...so be it.

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I'm failing all my classes I'm not excused from which is like two and I'll probably drop out of school(again) if my depression is always this bad but dw guys I'm still god

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plug lover - eddie munson x reader

WARNING(??): Public sex, public humiliation(??), cursing(it’s a smut, of course there's cursing.), drug use, switch behavior from the both of you(which happens a lot, oops)

Summary: you’re a preppy typical cheerleader who likes weed, which no one knows about. Eddie is your plug. One drug deal day, you forgot your money. Eddie had a way for you to pay for it.

Word Count: 5.23k

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Finally, friday. You worked too hard at cheer practice this week and with finals coming up, you’ve been working ten times harder. Teacher’s have been up your ass about finals coming up, and your parents, who are hard pressed about you getting into a good college, are also up your ass about these finals. 

The one thing you were looking forward to was after school, every Friday after school you meet up with Eddie Munson. He’s been your plug for quite some time now. It’s strange though, you always get excited knowing either friday’s coming or Friday is here.

 Maybe it’s just the fact that you get to smoke weed that night. But what is also weird, is you get that same giddy feeling when you walk into Math class. What’s funny is Eddie is in that math class. 

He sits a few rows in front of you. Everyday he walks in, slouching in his chair and plays with his rings. God those hands. They look so tough but you’ve always imagined what they’d feel like. They seem soft… Are they warm or cold? God so many questions ran inside your head. 

And oh, that hair…You always imagined that hair dangling in your face as he-

“Miss Y/L/N! Will you please pay attention?” Ms. O’Donnels cried out. 

Oh fuck, you were day dreamimg about him again. It’s really hard not to. I mean look at him, he’s a metal head who smokes a shit ton of weed. And just the way he would make this shit eating grin at the teacher whenever he made a smartass comment. The way he smiled made you lock your knees under your desk. 

Everyone slightly turned to look at you, but the one person you noticed the most was Eddie. His hand was on top of the head of the chair, the way his fingers looked, the rings. He turned and looked at you, pursing his lips. Blush creeped upon your face, you couldn’t tell if it was the fact that all eyes were on you or because Eddie Munson was actually looking at you. 

“Oh god…” you thought. 

A smirk creeped upon his face, before he turned back around. You slouched in your chair, trying to calm down. You hid your face by burying it in your arms, that were crossed on your desk. 

“He looked in my direction… No, he looked AT me!” you thought to yourself, locking your knees once again. 

The bell rang and everyone scurried to gather their belongings and hurried out the door. You gathered your belongings and followed everyone else. You lightly shoved your way through everyone in the hallway.

 You shuffled over to your locker, shoving all your books in it. While shoving books in your locker, you dropped your chemistry book. You rolled your eyes and sighed.

“Shit.” You muttered under your breath, bending down to pick up your book. But before you could grab it, someone quickly sntached it from the floor before you could even brush your fingertips against it.  

You kneeled there, confused as ever. You looked up to see a deranged haired Eddie Munson, holding your book in his hands. The way his ringed fingers gripped the book sent shivers down your spine. You quickly stood up, almost losing your balance. 

“Thanks…” You placed your hand on the book, your index finger gently brushing against his hand. Your heart began to pound, it was so bad you could hear it in your ears. You held the book against your chest. 

He smirked. “No problem hon, I’ll see you in a bit.” He looked in your eyes before turning around and walking away. Those eyes. His hazel eyes. They look even better in the light. 

You slammed your locker door shut and swung your backpack over your shoulder. Your heart was still pounding, you were not over what just happened. You sped walk out the door of the school. Walking down the stairs behind the football field. 

You sank your way into the woods, so you wouldnt get caught. Walking past some trees, you maneuver your way around them. Finally you found the singular bench, the usual spot where you and Eddie meet. You sat down and began to patiently wait for him to arrive. 

You sat there, bouncing your right knee and tapping your index finger on the old decrepit wooden table. You rested your chin on the palm of your free hand, which made your elbow dig into the wood. 

“God where is he?” You grumbled to yourself as you looked down at your wrist, looking at the watch. 

You felt a sudden light tap on your shoulder. You jumped a little and quickly turned to see Eddie. With the slight frightful look on your face, you made it quite obvious that he spoked you.

“Woah didn’t mean to scare you there, Doll. You okay?” 

You locked your knees to the sound of his voice. The names he would call you. Why does he do this? What does he gain from this?

“Y..yeah…I’m great.” You stumbled over your words. He gave a quick gentle smile before walking over to the other side of the bench. He dropped a black lunchbox in front of him and sat down in front of you. 

“So… you know the usual.” He flipped open the top, revealing some joints and just weed itself that weren’t already rolled. There was a lighter in there as well. “15 just for the weed itself and 20 for the joints.” He dropped them on the table and intertwined his fingers together. 

You looked down at the drugs and then went searching in your pockets for the cash. Your heart stopped when you couldn’t find it. “Uhm..”

You grabbed your bag and began searching. You found nothing, not even a cent. You looked over at Eddie who was patiently waiting for you. 

“Shit… I guess I forgot my money back at my place. I’m sorry for wasting your time.” A little disappointed, you began to stand up.

“Wait, sit back down.” Eddie said, placing the joints and unrolled weed back into his box of treasures.

You looked at him, looking a bit confused. But you did what you were told to, you tucked your skirt under your thighs and sat back down. 

He pushed his box to the side and began playing with his rings, his eyes were glued to the table. “Y’know…I always see you peeking at me in class.” He put his shit eating grin on and looked up at you. 

You picked at your fingernails under the table out of pure freaking out over the fact that you feel like some freak who stalks this guy in class. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears again. 

“I’m…I’m sorr-'' He cuts you off. “Don’t be.”

He stood up from his seat and walked over behind you. 

“Turn around.” He said in this comforting voice. 

You turned around in your seat, almost hesitant though.

“Y’know..” He said, leaning over. He placed both of his hands on the bench table, each side of you. He leaned in, your noses were so close to touching. You could feel his breath almost brush against your lips. “...I also see you lock your knees everytime I catch you taking a peek at me.”

Your heart felt like it was going to burst any minute. You felt hot, you almost felt like you were going to pass out. 

“Do I make you feel some type of way, Y/N?” He muttered, looking at your lips before his eyes trailed back to your eyes. 

You locked your knees, almost digging your nails into your bare knees. You felt so hot, blush bleed into your face. You nodded in reply to his question. 

“C’mon…use your words, Princess.” A slick smirk formed on his face, looking into your eyes.. 

You purse your lips, your mouth felt so dry and you felt like you could pass out any time soon.

‘No way this is actually happening to me.’ You thought to yourself.

“Y…yes..” You could barely let just that one word out. 

He brushed his fingers against your thighs and leaned in, close to your ear. “Is this what you wanted?” He whispered, sliding his hand closer to the hem of your skirt. He slowly slid his hand up your skirt and began massaging your inner thigh. He looked back at your face, his nose pressing against yours again. His eyes traveled from your eyes to your lips. 

He smirked and leaned in, but you were so eager to feel his lips against yours, you went in and kissed him first. His lips were everything you imagined. They were soft, and his kiss felt so gentle. You melted into the kiss until he gently pulled away. His hand was still massaging your inner thigh, using his thumb to feel up and down in your thigh.

“Woah… someone’s eager.” He chuckled.

 You could feel yourself gushing through your panties. If he got any closer, just by brushing his finger against it, he would quickly realize you were wet.

Which is what exactly happened. He got too close, his index finger brushed up against the clothed slit. God you were soaked. And he liked that. 

He looked at you and put one of his shit eating grin on once again. “Wow Y/L/N, I never knew I would make you this wet.” He chuckled in a low tone. 

He lowered his head under yours, kissing the sweet spot on the side of your neck. You bit the lower part of your lip and closed your eyes, enjoying this moment. He went to town on that one spot. He placed his hands on your waist. He lowered his kisses downwards, revealing a big red wet spot on your neck. He kissed your breast through your tank top, traveling down to your stomach. He kneeled down continuing his trail of kisses, until he stopped at your pelvic. 

He looked up at you, his eyes met with yours. “May I?”

You looked down at him, pressing your lips tightly together,  nodding your head. “Mhm…”

His head went under your skirt. His lips brushed against your inner thighs, which sent chills down your spine. His nose was up against your clothed clit. The only between him and your pussy, was the thin cloth of your panties. 

“Holy Fuck, L/N…you’re soaked.” He muffled in between your thighs. 

He took his hands and flipped your skirt up so he could breathe. He placed his index fingers onto the sides of your panties, slipping them off ever so elegantly. He was treating you like his own princess. 

He could see your juices seep out already. He smirked and looked up at you. His eyes. They gave off the vibe that he was hungry. Hungry to taste you. 

He placed his flat tongue on your slit, licking all the juices up. The moment his tongue touched your sopping wet cunt, your legs spread even further than they already were. 

“Look at you.” He growled into you. “All spread open like a fucking slut…Just for me.”

At this point, your mind was going crazy. You couldn’t believe this was happening to you. You never thought, in the years of attending this school, you would be sitting here with your legs wide open,  with Eddie “the Freak” Munson in between those legs, eating you out.

His hands were placed on your thighs, to support them from you trying to close your legs. You could feel his icy cold rings press up against your hot skin. 

He shoved his lips against your clit, sucking on the bud. You dug your nails into the wooded bench, throwing your head back in pleasure. He was harsh with your bud, but it drove you crazy when his tongue swirled around it. 

He licked up your juices and kept going back at it with your clit. He went non-stop with it. 

He took one of his hands and ran two fingers against the slit of your sloppy cunt. 

“I’ve always imagined this happening. I mean every time you looked at me in class with those eyes. God, the way you look at me. Jesus fucking Christ, Y/N… you drive me crazy.” He growled into your cunt once again.

“I…” You were out of breath. It was hard to talk when this fucker was down there destroying you. “I always think about you…” 

Eddie detached his mouth from your clit and smirked. “Oh really?” He licked his lips which had your juices all over it. He took his index and middle finger, rubbing the slit of your sopping wet cunt. 

“What do you think about?” He teased you, moving his fingers up to your bud then down to your pussy. This motherfucker was slick. You locked your eyes onto his lips then back up at his eyes with your doe eyes. 

He pushed his index and middle finger in ever so gently. Only letting a little bit of his fingers enter you. He wanted an answer out of you, no matter what. 

“C’mon sweetheart, use that beautiful voice of yours. Tell me.” He placed his other hand on your thigh, squeezing it. 

His fingers slid right in with no problem. But you tighten your walls immediately so you could really feel his fingers. He didn’t go fast, instead he only went hard. You bit your lower lip, looking down at your own cunt getting finger fucked by the notorious ‘Freak’ of the school. 

“I…” You panted. “I think about you…touching me… all over.” 

This fucker smirked and looked up at you, still pumping you with his fingers. 

“Aw C’mon… I know that’s not all, Baby.” He snickered. His goal was to get the truth and nothing but the truth out of you. So, in order to get you to truly confess, he would have to really put you over the edge. He curled his fingers while thrusting his fingers out of your messy wet pussy. 

“Holy- Fuck!” You hollered.

“Okay okay..” You threw your head back, taking it all in.

“I think about you bending me over… fucking me senseless. I think about riding you all the time, it turns me on.” Your chest moved up and down, it was getting steamy. 

He put a shit eating grin on. “Good girl.” He lowered his head down once more, latching onto your bud once again as he continuously pumped you with his fingers. 

Your grip on the picnic table was tighter. You let out such a pornographic moan, so loud you were starting to wonder if people could hear. Fuck it, at this point you could care less. You’ve been dreaming for this day to happen. At night, you would touch yourself thinking about him slamming himself inside you and filling you up with his seed. 

“Holy fucking shit, Eddie!” your voice got a bit higher each time he hit your g-spot. You could feel the curl in his fingers as he hit it. It drove you absolutely mad.

“Please, Ed’s…have mercy…i’m gon-” Your body tensed up as you climaxed all over this boy's fingers. You were hot in the face by the end of this orgasm. 

Eddie slipped his fingers out. He looked up, locking eyes with you as he stuck the fingers that were deep in your pussy into his mouth, sucking your juices off his fingers. 

“Bend over, darling. I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you to where you won’t be able to stand up properly.” He demanded. With how Eddie has always been nice to you, you never imagined him to be this dominante. 

But you did what you were told. You stood up, your legs already felt like wet noodles due to the orgasm this man just gave you. He gripped onto your hips, bending you over the bench. He was so urgent with it, your hands slammed against the table with how abrupt he was. Guess this man really wanted to fuck you. 

He lifted up your skirt over your waist, revealing your bare ass. He slammed his hand on it, gently digging his nails into your skin. The cold from his rings stung. 

He went down to give you one last lick on your slit, making it even more wet than it already was.

“God you’re still soaked, practically dripping for me.”

Well, yeah, no shit. He just made you cum all over his fingers and he’s treating you like his own personal whore? Of course you’d be dripping.

“Only for you…Ed’s” You muttered. 

You could hear the belt buckle become undone from behind you, then you heard his pants drop to the ground. This is where your heart began to beat faster.

He leaned over your shoulder, placing his hands on your hips. You could feel his hard erection against the crack of your ass. “You want me to wear a rubber or no, hon?” He whispered in your ear, having that shit eating grin once again plastered on his face.  

You rolled your eyes and snickered with a small smirk on your face. “I’m on the pill.” You scoffed. 

“Woahh just asking, sweetheart. Wouldn’t want to get you pregnant with a little Munson freak inside you now, huh?” 

You purse your lips tightly shut and look back at him with a grin, holding back a laughter.

Eddie’s eyes grew wide in shock. “Oh you’re bad, Y/n.” He snickered, placing a quick kiss on your lips. 

He moved away from your face and slipped his boxers down to his thighs. He lifted up his shirt, placing the bottom end of the shirt under his chin to hold it so it wouldn’t get in the way of his rhythm while he was fucking you. 

You were still looking back, watching his cock spring out of his boxers and slapping onto your ass. 

‘Holy shit he’s huge…’ you thought.

He was throbbing, with all the action going on, his dick was untouched the whole time. Meaning his cock was pulsing, waiting ever so patiently to feel every nook and cranny of your walls. 

You never expected Eddie, out of all people, to have such a big dick. He was nothing compared to any other guy you’ve been with. Hell, Eddie is probably the biggest you’ve ever been with.

He also seemed to act like he’s had some experience, which in a strange way, made you kind of jealous. 

“You like what you see, babe?” He noticed your eyes were glued to his dick. 

Your face burned up, feeling a bit embarrassed on how he caught you staring at his cock. But you hesitantly and nervously nodded at Eddie’s question. 

He smirked. “Good, cause you’re about to feel all seven inches of it.”

He placed his hands on your thigh, moving your right leg up on the bench seat for a more comfortable form. His tough hands moved to your ass, smacking it. 

You bit your lower lip and winced, feeling the sting on your ass Eddie left on you. A nice red hand print was imprinted onto your left ass cheek. 

He took his other hand, placing it on his cock to help position it against your slit. He slowly let himself slip in, going slow so your walls can adjust to his girthiness and length.

“Holy shiiit…” you gasped sharply. 

He jolted his whole length inside you, keeping it deep inside you for a hot second. You clenched around his cock to really feel him. He let you feel every inch of him, those inches you have been dying to feel for quite some time now. 

He let out a long groan. “Ohh Fffuuuck…”

His hands were grabbing at your hips, pressing into your skin to help with his rhythmic thrusts. You still had your walls tightened around his cock which was driving him absolutely insane. 

You could hear the slap of his thighs against your ass with every thrust. 

“Harder, Ed’s..” You winced out. 

He chuckled, “Whatever you want, baby.” 

He grabbed onto your waist for better support, ramming his length inside you even deeper. See, this is where you knew Eddie was a good listener. Instead of going faster like most of those dumb jocks do when you ask to go harder, he went harder with slow thrusts. And boy, did Eddie’s fucking drive you crazy. 

“Jesus, Sweetheart. You feel so good..” He kept up with his thrusts, somewhat leaning over with each pump. Uh oh, he's folding.

You noticed this due to his shadow in front of you. “You good back there?” You snickered, becoming cocky over the fact that you’re making this tough looking dude almost cum within a minute or so. 

He gnawed on the corner of his lower lip, feeling a bit embarrassed at the fact that he already felt like he was gonna burst inside you. “Your pussy is so good, I'm getting weak already..”  

You smirked, pursing your lips once more. “How about I take over, hm?” You asked, swinging your head to the side to look over your shoulder and up at the messy metalhead behind you.

He blinked at you for a bit, but then proceeded to nod at your question. He adjusted himself and slipped out of you. 

“What’re you gonna do?” He asked, suddenly not feeling so confident and dominant anymore. He knew this time, you were in charge. 

“I’m gonna ride you until you cum, that’s what..” The sudden rush of dominance overpowered you. 

You shoved him to sit on the picnic table seat, placing each knee on each side of his thighs. Your chest was shoved in his face, which made him burn up a bit. Seeing you this fierce made him two times harder than he already was.

You smirked and rubbed the tip of his cock against your slit, teasing the shit out of him. He furrowed his eyebrows and bit his lower lip once more.

“Geez Y/n, you…you really know how to get me all worked up now, huh?” He breathed out. 

“Oh, baby…” You leaned in close to his face with a slick smirk plastered on your face. “I’m just getting started.”

He swallowed a ball of saliva in, looking up into your eyes. His pupils began to grow, which was uncommon to see in Eddie. His eyes always looked big when he was looking in your direction. 

You did one last rub of your juices on his tip before slamming yourself on his cock. You swung your arms around his neck, moving yourself up and down on his member. Your tits , which were in his face, are bouncing in your tank top. He constantly looked up at you and back at your breasts. 

“H..Holy shit, babe..” He huffed and moaned, placing both hands on both of your asscheeks. He used those hands to help you bounce on his dick. His fingernails dug into your skin once more, leaving red marks on your ass. 

You place your lips on his, exploring eachothers mouths with your tongues. The bouncing didn’t help with the kiss, which made you two clash your teeth together

“God yes! Just like that, sweetheart!” Eddie growled between your lips. 

The grip he had on your rear end became tighter, meaning the more he gripped the harder he slammed you on his cock. 

You put on a shit eating grin and leaned over Eddie’s shoulder, slightly getting off his dick but his tip was still inside you. You flipped open the black lunch box behind Eddie, revealing the drugs once more. You slipped one of the pre-rolls and a lighter out of the box. 

You crashed back onto his dick with an innocent smile on your face. Slipping the role in between your lips, looking deep into Eddie’s eyes as you lit the joint. 

“Oh, baby…you’re bad” He smiled from ear to ear seeing you like this.

You took a deep inhale from it, then pulled the joint from your lips with your index finger and thumb.You wrapped your arms around his neck once more. Blowing smoke in Eddie’s face as you kept bouncing up and down on his cock. 

He moved his hands up to your waist to help you bounce, feeling the metal from his rings run across your skin. This made the hair on your arms stand up straight, your nipples perky and hard. 

You clenched around his cock once again, trying to get a rise out of him. Which is exactly what happened. He swung his head back, letting a low moan escape from in between his lips. 

“Ahh shhiit…” He whimpered out. You could feel his thighs lightly shake underneath you. He was close, and you knew it. 

You rocked your hips side to side, back and forth. He was going nuts for this. His breathing was getting hasty and his chest was moving up and down at such a fast pace. 

You never thought this day would actually happen. You were actually fucking the guy you’ve been crushing on since atleast junior year. He was the first guy to ever make you feel really safe. Fuck, he was the first guy to ever give you a real orgasm. You always faked it with all the stuck up assholes you dated. Well you and Eddie aren’t dating. This is just a one time thing…right?

“Fuck, babe…with all that movement you’re gonna make me burst.” He panted, swinging his head back up to look at you. His hands were stuck to your waist like glue. 

“Maybe that’s what I want.” You smirked, looking down into his chocolate brown eyes. You could also see the sweat on his forehead, his hair was sticking to his skin. 

“Now hold on, hon…You want me to…Y’know…Boom?” He took his hand and made an exaggerated exploding effect with his hand by going from a fist to opening his hand really fast.

“Of course…I’m on the pill, remember?” You giggled. “Now, hold on tight.”

His worrisome look turned into an  ‘oh fuck yeah!’ face. 

You tightened around him once more, maneuvering your hips as you slid up and down on his cock. Your pussy was so used to his size already, it was easy for him to hit your g-spot every pump.  

He looked down to see his cock being fucking obliterated by your pussy. He was enjoying every minute of this. Eddie was getting hot and sweaty, which was a good sign. 

His hands didn’t know where they wanted to go. They kept going to your ass, which he would not stop slapping. Then to your hips and waist, which his nails dug into. Or your back, which sometimes he would accidentally scratch down on when you hit a really good spot. 

“I’m gonna cum…You ready, sweetheart?” His hands were now on your waist, getting ready for that one last slam into your warmth.

You nodded, “Yes just…please fill me, Eddie..” You whimpered.

“Okay, here it comes..” His voice became shaky all of a sudden. 

You could feel his thighs underneath you shake again, as you also felt his warmth burst inside you, hitting your walls. You looked down to see his seed leak out of you whilst you're still sitting there on his cock. 

“Holy shit…” You were amazed at the site. 

Eddie grabbed your hips to help you off, his cock was still a bit hard when he slipped you off of him. Your legs were wobbly as you tried standing up again. Eddie noticed as he was buckling up his pants. 

“Woah Woah, hold on… Lemme help you.” He hastily walked over to your side. 

 He sat you down on the edge of the bench as he grabbed your panties. He got down on one knee, slipping the panties on you, helping you stand up so he could put the rest of your panties up completely. Eddie was the king of after care, because no guy has ever done that. 

You blushed at the sight of him helping you out. Jeez, he fucked your brains out and this is what makes you red in the face?

“So…” You turned to Eddie, who had the joint you lit earlier in between his lips. It seemed as if before you spoke he was about to light it. 

“So ‘are we a thing now?’… is that what you were gonna say?” He inhaled, holding in the smoke so it could settle in his system before exhaling. 

He looked down as he walked towards you, trailing his eyes back up to meet with yours. You choked up, seeing how close he got to your face so fast. You twiddled with your thumbs close to your thighs as you stood there looking up at the shaggy haired boy. 

He placed his forefinger and thumb on your chin. “If you’re brave enough to walk around holding hands with ‘the freak’...then fuck yes, we’re a thing.” He smirked, placing his lips on yours. This kiss was so different from the others he gave. This kiss felt so pure and passionate.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

After this, You and Eddie became the talk around the school. Eddie “the Freak” Munson dating Hawkins Sweetheart. Every time you two walked down the hallway, either holding hands or Eddie with one arm wrapped around your waist, you two always got stares. But neither of you cared what other people thought, you were so into him you could give two shits on what people thought. 

You lost some friends, but that’s how you knew they weren’t really friends. True friends would stick by your side no matter what. Besides, you met some new people ever since you started dating Eddie. You met Dustin, Mike, and the rest of the Hellfire Club. They were so nice to you, made you feel at home. You would be taken to D&D campaigns now and then. The whole time you were sitting next to your boyfriend, you were also being taught how to play. 

You and Eddie? You two hung out nonstop. Almost everyday Eddie would drive you to and from school. Sometimes he would rearrange your guts in his van or you two would hotbox the shit out of it before heading into school. 

You two loved to listen to music together. Eddie gave you such a sick music taste. You used to listen to Madonna, Dolly Parton, Whitney Huston, Kate Bush, etc… 

But after dating Eddie, you began listening to bands such as Metallica, Guns N’ Roses, Dio, Judas Priest, Black Sabbath, Mötley Crüe, the list goes on and on. He tried listening to your kind of music but his metalhead ass just couldn’t. But once he lended you some of his cassette tapes, you were hooked. You would always go to watch him and the rest of the members of Corroded Coffin go and play all the time. 

You knew that this was the start of something beautiful.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

this took forver,,,

[guessthestrangers]

Dating Billy Hargrove hc Part 1

Billy Hargrove x f!henderson!reader 

Part 2 is up!!!!

warnings: mentions of anxiety, reader gets hurt by accident, Billy being protective, almost swearing

Note: If you don’t have anything ok to say about this character please scroll past this. (I don’t own stranger things or any characters you know the drill). 

I’m going on a 7 hour flight rn so pleasee give me feedback or requests!! Thanks strangerssss 

-him being super duper protective of you, but in a way that made you feel safe and comfortable 

-he never EVER does anything that could hurt you 

-he reassures you all the time when you’re anxious or worried

-he lets you squeeze his hand as hard as you want when you’re nervous

-he supports you when you need it

-but he HATES your longtime friendship with Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington

-he finds it cute that you have such an amazing bond with the party 

-considering you’re Dustin’s sister— he was actually really surprised

-when you met, he was SURE you were his age

-even though you have curls like your bro (let’s assume), you don’t look alike that much

-Dustin being like ‘wHAT. Not hIM anyone but HIm. why don’t you DATE STEVE INSTEAD.’ when he finds out 

-even though he’s all bad boy ‘I dont care about the consequences’ at school, he freaking melts and becomes a lil cinnamon bun around you which you pride yourself on cuz you won’t see him going soft for someone like Carol :)

-you’re complete opposites in personality though

-it’s why he calls you angel

-and why he’s so protective 

-“Don’t toUCh MY angel!” He would bark at anyone who comes too close 

-A real Slytherpuff relationship, who’s who? 

-When he first comes to school on his first day at Hawkins high

-He sees you with your friends

-and ksajdbsksn you had about a gazillion things in your arms (like you always do)

(-sometimes your friends jokingly makes fun of you for it-

-and Billy would go in protective mode even if they’re your friends 

-“Whadjusay ‘bout Angel?”

-“They’re just kidding, baby”

-He glares at them but makes an effort to show them that he’s a good boyfriend to you always)

-You were making your way to math with your friends when he bumped into you, when you were trying to avoid the figure that was moving way to harshly with Tommy H. and Carol. 

-you hadn’t really payed attention to him or seen his face yet

-But you could freaking tell that he would cause some trouble in this town

-and your first instinct was to stay away from him

-and even though it was his fault you now had a gash on your right forearm and dropped more than half of your things on the floor, you apologized. Because that’s what ya do 

-But Billy—

-oh, Billy Boy—

-he freaked the heck out

-not only because he hurt you, but because he knew— just knew— that you were going to be someone meaningful to him. 

-“I’m so sorry! Let me help you with that!” Billy rushes out, helping you pick up your things. (Tommy being like shutt up Billy)

-“oh, shi—“ you start saying, before a teacher comes and is starting to lead you too the nurse’s, despite your many protests if you saying you were fine and that you’d survive a cut and that you could rince it off in the bathroom 

-Billy followed right behind

-apologizing profusely 

-but not so loud that others could hear

-more out of habit

-because kjdjsdkbfddx the boy had a reputation to hold up

-and little did he know that later on—after getting to know you— he wouldn’t even care if he cried in front of everyone for you

-because the minute you started telling him about yourself or what your passions are or literally anything related to you

-he’d start falling

-he’d fall in love so darn hard

-that he was amazed that you fell just as hard as he did 

(part 2?)