#and everything will be new!! it'll all work! it won't be old and disgusting and awful!!

[running-in-the-dark]

ooooh. we got an apartment!!!

the house isn't completely finished yet so we can't move in until April. we'll have to figure that out. but that's fine. it's in the town where my husband works! which is amazing.

[fatswaps]

NURSE BODY THEFT

Lucas had been a lovely young man his whole life, with a passion for helping others out. It was why he'd studied medicine to become a nurse. At only 26 years old, the young man had it all- a well paying job at a local hospital, an amazing body he'd worked hard for, and a pretty decent reputation in his neighborhood. This reputation was mostly because of his part time job, which involved helping his sickly neighbor Hector.

Hector was an old veteran, the man was 87 years old, and his body was simply ruined. His hair was patchy and balding, with a completely white beard on his wrinkly facem his eyesight wasn't very good hence why he had to wear glasses and his 5,4 height was certainly not complimented by his morbid obesity. The old guy's health had been in decline for years, but Lucas was determined to make his last years more comfortable for the old man.

Unbeknownst to Lucas, Hector didn't see him as a means of making peace with his old age, but rather a way to escape it. One day, he invited Lucas over and showed him a strange device. Telling Lucas that it was an heirloom from his days as a soldier, Hector explained the device's purpose.

"This here is what the military called a swap gun. It's used to switch the bodies of two people that are consecutively shot by it"

Lucas seemed intrested, but his expression changed as Hector begun to explain what his idea was

"I'm getting older Lucas, and I want to feel what it's like to be young again, at least for a few hours. Would you let me switch bodies with you? It's completely reversible"

Feeling sorry for the old man, Hector sighed and responded

"If you really think it'll work, then sure. It's only a few hours, right?"

with that, the old man handed Lucas the device as his bedridden self was unable to stand long enough to do the job. With a deep breath, Lucas first shot himself and then Hector and suddenly everything fell silent.

When Lucas came to, he felt a crushing weight almost gluing him to the bed he was now laying in. With a struggle, the young man now turned old and fat sat up to see that his old body was nowhere to be seen. Spotting a note on his bed's side, Lucas begun to read

"Thanks for the body, Lucas! I'll be sure to get it back to you after I have some fun today. Until then, enjoy the pipe I left for you and watch some TV!"

With that, Lucas turned to the mirror to look at himself. He was hideous, his body a mess. He couldn't believe the swap actually worked and his mind was racing, but he kept himself composed as he reminded himself that Hector would swap them back tonight. So, he did as Hector suggested and decided to try that pipe.

As the day slowly came to an end, Lucas was beginning to get anxious. Looking at his huge, slob like body- he longed to be his old self again. After several hours of waiting, Lucas realized how boring and difficult Hector's life was. He needed help to even get up and go to the bathroom, and he was constantly out if breath.

Suddenly the door opened and a familiar sight walked into the room. There was a confident smirk on Lucas' face, now belonging to Hector. He walked up to the bedside table and placed a hand on Lucas's fat belly

"Damn. I really let myself go in these years haven't I? I won't miss this old body."

Lucas seemed distressed as he frantically looked up at his old body

What do you mean- I- I thought we were swapping back!"

Hector let out a booming laugh as he grabbed the letter from Lucas's hands and crumbled it up

"No way I'm going back in that disgusting body. Enjoy being a fat fart for the rest of your life Lucas, not like you have much time left hahah!"

Hector than flashed his new abs at the crying old man Lucas was now permanently stuck as before leaving Lucas behind to helplessly struggle in his bed. Soon moving away from the neighborhood never to be seen again.

As Hector enjoyed his new life, Lucas was left helpless as he didn't even have the support of another person to help him out. After a few months passed from the swap, Lucas was admitted to a mental hospital for saying stuff like his body was stolen. That was where he spent the rest of his days, as he passed away due to his morbid obesity three years after the swap.

He'd only gotten fatter, hairier and balder as he'd aged, his youth stolen from him by a selfish old man.

[come-away-with-me87]

Modern Hearts Chapter 5

Chapter 4 here

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"Well, Y/N, first thing on the agenda today will be for you to sit in at the faculty meeting.  You won't need to attend these often, this will just be a good opportunity to meet the teachers."  Nezu looked down at this watch, "which actually starts in five minutes.  Let's go, shall we?" And the three of you began your descent down the hallway to where they were going to hold the faculty meeting.  "Don't worry," Nezu said, "Toshinori will give you the full tour after the meeting so you know where everything is."

You made it into the room where the faculty meeting was being held, and your eyes went directly to the man in all black.  It was the man from the picture.�� And the man from your dreams, you thought awkwardly.  Why did he look so familiar to you?  Nezu then spoke up, "ahem, everyone!  I wanted to introduce you to U.A. High's new librarian.  This is Y/N L/N."  As soon as Nezu said your name, the man in all black's eyes whipped towards you and just stared at you with...well, you couldn't exactly tell what kind of look it was.  Disgust?  Bewilderment?  Surprise?

Nezu then went around the room in the order of how everyone was sitting and introduced them by their names, "Y/N, you've already met Toshinori.  Please let me introduce you to Nemuri Kayama, Hizashi Yamada, Anan Kurose, Snipe, Sekijiro Kan, and last but not certainly least, Shouta Aizawa."  Shouta...Aizawa?  Your-best-friend-from-elementary-school-Shouta-Aizawa?  Suddenly, everything clicked; the reason he looked so familiar to you, the reason he stared at you when Nezu introduced you, and even the dream you had about him.  

You decided that right then and there was not the right time to try and catch up with your old friend, so instead, you politely said, "it's a pleasure to meet you all."  Shouta actually looked relieved when you said this, more than likely not wanting all of the attention on him.  Well, if that's how he still was like he was in your elementary school days.  You took a chair and sat down in between Toshinori and Nemuri.  Nemuri leaned over to you and whispered, "it'll be nice to have another pretty lady around here!"  You couldn't help but blush at her statement, and quietly whispered a thank you back to her, to which she winked.

This may have been bad, especially since it was your first day, but you didn't hear a single word that anyone was saying during the faculty meeting.  All you could think of was the fact that Shouta Aizawa also worked here.  What were the chances?  You truly thought that, after you left Japan in third grade, you would never see him again.  And yet, here he was, teaching at the same school you worked at.  All of a sudden, Nezu announced the end of the meeting, asking Toshinori to take you on a tour of the school.  Before leaving the room, you stole one more glance at Shouta, who was still staring at you.  You left the room, and just knew you were going to have to find a way to talk to him at some point today.

"That wasn't so bad was it?" Toshinori asked, breaking you out of your trance.  "Oh, ha no, that wasn't bad at all," you replied.  "Is everything okay, young Y/N?  You look like you've seen a ghost."  You couldn't help but burst out laughing at that statement, which made Toshinori even more worried-looking.  As you walked, you went on to explain to him that you and Shouta were childhood best friends, telling him how you even stayed in touch for a little while after you moved to America.  "Then the letters became fewer and fewer, and then they stopped altogether.  I guess life just got in the way, huh?"  Toshinori looked surprised, "wow, that's quite a story, Y/N.  You two are definitely going to have to catch up at some point!"  You looked up at him, "that's the hope."

You two continued on your tour of the school.  He showed you the four different departments, the teacher's lounge area, the cafeteria, and finally, the library.  "And this, my new friend, is where I leave you for now.  I have to get to class myself," he said with a smile.  You thanked him for everything, to which he bowed to you and made his way out of the library.  You made your way around the library, where they had all types of books: fiction, non-fiction, graphic novels, history books, autobiographies, poetry; you name it, they had it.  You took the opportunity to flip through some of the books, absorbing all of their knowledge in one flick.  You eventually planned to do this with all the books in the library.  It would take a while, but it would be very beneficial for when a student needed a specific book; you would know exactly which one to help them pick.

The bell suddenly rang, which meant homeroom was over, and the students were on their way to their next classes.  You looked around, nobody was in the library at that moment.  This may be a brazen move for your first day, but you closed the library behind you, and made your way to the teacher's lounge in hopes of seeing Shouta to briefly catch up with him.  You went to the teacher's lounge; nope, he wasn't in there either.  You thought maybe he stayed behind in class after the bell rang, so you made your way over to class 1-A, internally thanking Toshinori for the tour he gave you earlier.  You made it to class 1-A, where you finally spotted Shouta at his desk, looking like he was grading papers.  You lightly knocked on the door, and stepped in saying "hello, Shouta..."

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To be continued...

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[warabidakihime]

Invisible Strings Chapter 8

Characters: Uzui Tengen x Reader | Modern AU Synopsis: Sequel of Parallel Lines Content Warnings: profanity, smut, sleep paralysis, eventual violence, blo0d, slight manga spoilers (tho i strayed away from the original plot but yeh), can be a bit psychologically triggering for some so proceed cautiously.

Previous Chapter: Prologue Next Chapter: Chapter 2

author’s note; This is probably the longest chapter I've ever written lol. I had intended to upload this last night, but I gave up since my head was starting to hurt and I don't want to force myself to finish it because it will inevitably affect the content.

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"Who are you?" you demanded, your voice trembling.

The man in front of you remained silent; his face was hidden, but his overwhelming presence was undeniable.

"I said, Who are you?" you repeated.

"An old friend," he eventually responded, sending chills down your spine. His voice sounded eerily familiar.

"So, what do you want?"

"I need your help."

"With what, specifically?" you pressed.

"A group of evil people took something immensely valuable from me," the man said vaguely.

"And what's that?" you asked, frowning.

"They robbed me of my right to life."

"Why would they do that to you? They must've had a valid reason to do what they did." Despite his seemingly innocent demeanor, you sensed he wasn't to be trusted. You did your best to remain vigilant.

The man tilted his head, allowing you to catch a glimpse of his eyes.

"You owe me, if I recall correctly."

"What do you mean?" you said, raising an eyebrow.

"You would not have met your beloved if it hadn't been for me."

Tengen?

How does he know him?

More importantly, why is he involved in this at all?

"You would've perished stabbing yourself back then if I hadn't blessed you with immortality," the man continued.

Your eyes widened as you stared at him.

What exactly is he talking about?

Immortality?

Before you could respond, the man moved with inhuman speed, grasping your neck forcibly. His claws pierced deep into your flesh, causing you to cry out in pain.

"If someone has shown you kindness, the least you could do is extend the same courtesy. What you did disgusted me, and all I wanted to do was destroy you over and over again," he hissed.

You tried to pry his hand away, but he was too strong.

He gazed at you with menacing eyes.

"But good news for you, I found a way you could repent for your misdeeds," he continued, tightening his grip on your neck and making you woozy.

Your limbs fell to your sides; you no longer had the strength to resist. It was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe. If you dared to move or fight back, he would snap your throat without hesitation.

In your dazed condition, a name spilled from your lips: "Mu-Muzan-sama."

The man smiled charmingly, but it wasn't genuine.

All you could sense from him was pure malice.

"Oh, so you do remember your savior."

Muzan eased his grasp on you only to crush your neck again. Blood began streaming all over your body as his claws completely sank into your flesh, making you virtually lifeless.

"You best not forget whose dog you are, Y/N. No matter how many decades or centuries it takes, you will carry out my ambition and enable my revival. That is the sole reason for your existence."

*

It's the weekend, which means no work.

The business expo wore you out, and with everything going on in your life right now, you really deserve some peace and quiet.

Tengen, on the other hand, still has a lot on his plate. Being one of the company's executives means he's required at the office almost every day. One thing about him is that he occasionally pushes himself far too hard.

He bears far too much on his shoulders, and although this is commendable, you can't help but be worried about him. It won't be long until he hits a brick wall and burns out.

You're now at your apartment, getting ready to go grocery shopping. Tengen will pick you up later, and you'll spend the remainder of the weekend at his place. It'll be your first visit to his penthouse, and, to be honest, you're a little nervous. You've been in a few relationships before, but Tengen is your first serious one.

Your first two relationships were flops. In your first one, you were duped. Your ex-boyfriend slept with your ex-best friend, and they both made it appear as though you were the one who broke the relationship, while the other was merely a sneaky link.

You were so hurt by your first relationship that you wandered and played around for a while. You met the next one on an online dating app, and while he was attractive and good in bed, he turned out to be just like any other musty, narrow-minded man out there.

After ending your last relationship, you essentially dropped out of the dating scene. Nobody caught your attention, and, to be honest, you were afraid of being hurt again.

At the end of the day, you're still a human being with feelings. You also believe that it is time to prioritize other aspects of your life.

Romance can wait.

What is meant for you will always be yours, regardless of how long it takes to arrive at your door.

And, lo and behold, Uzui Tengen came knocking on your door.

"What do you want for dinner, Mon Cheri?" you asked Tengen over the phone, and the man on the other end of the line hummed.

"How about we just order something?" he said.

"I wanted to cook for you; I'm not the best cook, but I-I want to watch you enjoy the meal I prepared," you said, flushing slightly.

Tengen smiled softly, moved by your efforts, and said, "How about pasta? You love pasta, right?"

"I do," you chuckled, "but I want to make your favorites! Unless it's very difficult—no, I'll do my best."

"Well, okay," he said with a smile, "how about a lobster dinner for two?"

"Lobster? Sure, I'll make some garlic bread as well."

"Wonderful; I'll handle the dessert and wine, then."

"Mkay."

After ending the call, you went to buy the ingredients for tonight's dinner with happy steps.

*

Zenitsu was smirking at Tengen, who was still on the phone with you. When Tengen finally hung up, he noticed the blonde making fun of him. His grin had faded, replaced by a scowl.

"Get out of my face."

Instead of complying, Zenitsu hunched over his desk, his obnoxious smile still plastered on his face.

He mimicked Tengen's voice: "See you later, Ma Chérie. Pfft, someone's whipped and lovesick. You have a date tonight, lover boy?"

Tengen grumbled and turned to face his computer to finish the rest of his errands for the day so he could finally pick you up.

"I'm happy for you," Zenitsu said suddenly.

"Huh?"

"I said, I'm happy for you. I mean, it's been a long time since I've seen you so bright and cheerful since your divorce."

Zenitsu's remarks left Tengen stunned; his cheeks burned scarlet.

"Oh, well, thank you," Tengen replied briefly but sincerely.

"As someone who also fell for a demon, I can definitely empathize with you. I may not have seen her at that time, but seeing her now, I know she's family."

Tengen's fingers came to a standstill as he turned to face Zenitsu, who had a warm smile on his face.

"Zenitsu, you—"

"Yeah, I know," Zenitsu interrupted.

"I know she was a demon in her previous life. Have you forgotten we're the same breed, my man? I heard you and Kagaya-san that day when you confided in him about y/n and your connection with her in the past."

"How come you kept your mouth shut till now?"

"Well, I sort of forgot since we had our hands full with the business expo, and I know you already have a lot on your plate, so I didn't want to stress you out any further."

"Do the others know?" Tengen inquired, his gaze darting across the room.

"No, not yet; it's not my tale to tell. I may be a jerk at times, but I also have my moments, you know?"

The Sound Hashira slumped back in his ergonomic chair and massaged his temples, evidently distressed.

"We won't let anything bad happen to y/n. You have my word on that, Tengen."

He hurled a paper ball at his secretary's face.

"Hey, what's the big idea?"

Tengen had an inscrutable expression on his face, but a smile eventually appeared.

"Thank you."

Zenitsu's expression was still annoying, but Tengen decided to let him off the hook this time.

"I'm not sure how the others would respond, but if they were able to accept Nezuko before, I'm confident they'll accept y/n as well."

"They have no business being angry towards her; she did nothing wrong. If anybody is to blame, it's me; in fact, I may be the reason he's reappeared," Tengen murmured, mostly to himself, but Zenitsu heard as he also possessed a good sense of hearing.

"Hey, come on, it's not your fault either; I'm sure y/n would say the same thing to you if she regained her memories."

Tengen ultimately surrendered as your words from the other week played in his memory. He smiled again, this time a little smaller. "You're probably right."

"I'm your secretary for a reason, and I'm always correct."

"Sure, yeah," Tengen said, hurling another paper ball at him, "now go away and do your report so I can finish mine."

"Sure thing, boss!" Zenitsu began to walk away to return to his desk, but not before tormenting his boss one last time, "Enjoy tonight's sex!"

"Shut the hell up!!"

*

As you two enjoyed your meal, laughter and joyous chit-chat filled Tengen's spacious penthouse. The lobster tail and garlic bread were a hit. Not to blow your own horn, but you were rather pleased with yourself. The seafood was flavorful, and the garlic bread was soft and fluffy. Tengen brought molten lava cakes for dessert, as well as a very fine white wine that complemented the evening's menu.

You chuckled at another of Tengen's office tales about him playing a joke on Zenitsu at work. Apparently, he placed a jump scare clip on his computer, and the poor boy passed out from the shock.

"You're such a bully!"

"Zenitsu bullies me too, you know! He's worse!" exclaimed Tengen.

"Yeah? Well, I'm sure he got it from you!" You squinted at him. "Perhaps I should start being more cautious anytime I'm on the floor; who knows what joke you'll play on me?"

"Hey, I'm nice. I rarely prank other people. Zenitsu simply has the face of someone you want to mess with," Tengen said, laughing.

"So mean!"

"But you love me."

As you sipped your wine, you rolled your eyes. "I'll just pretend I didn't hear that."

"Hey," he jokingly nudged your foot beneath the table with his own, causing you to giggle and yield, "Just kidding."

Tengen reached out to give you a sweet squeeze on the cheeks. He's been squishing your cheeks a lot more since you started dating because he thinks they're so soft and plump. But then again, Tengen has always been a handsy man in general. With the way he dotes on you, it's reasonable to conclude that physical touch is one of his primary love languages.

He's not afraid to express public displays of affection, and the same is true for you, which shocked you at first. But as the weeks passed, you managed to break out of your shell and learn to know yourself on a deeper level, at least when it comes to dating and relationships.

It's also reasonable to say that Tengen brings out the best in you.

"How was your day?"

"It was great. I did some deep cleaning in my flat since it's starting to look like a wreck," you said, laughing.

Tengen bit his lower lip, considering whether to continue with what he was about to say, but decided to go forward with it anyway.

"I know we've only been dating for a few months, not even three, but what do you think about living here with me?"

You paused for a few moments, swirling the wine in your glass as you came to a decision. "I'd love that," you said softly as you looked at him.

Tengen, absolutely thrilled, smiled brightly, nearly making you swoon since he was so adorable. "T-That's fantastic. When can you move in? So, you know, I can assist you with packing or hire a moving service for you, so you don't have to worry about that."

"Next weekend would be amazing," you said, mirroring his smile, both of your dimples on full display. "I'll try to get as much packing done as I can while still reporting to work."

"No, if you need the extra day to prepare everything, just file an emergency leave and leave it to me to process it through HR."

What did I do, God of the Universe, to deserve someone like him?

I think my heart is going to burst with joy.

"That would be fantastic, Tengen; thank you."

"Anything and everything for you, Y/N."

After that, dinner was a breeze. While eating delicious food, not only were your tummies full, but so were your hearts as you enjoyed each other's company. Tengen had also extended his offer and urged you to stay for the night because tomorrow was a Sunday, which you joyfully accepted. The two of you headed to the balcony after cleaning the dishes to enjoy some fresh air and drink what was left of the wine.

You were already at a new age, but the current setting reminded Tengen of your final night together from a bygone era. With you at his side, admiring the lovely night sky while comforting stillness surrounded you.

"The view from your penthouse is stunning; you can see the entire city, even the outskirts of Tokyo."

Tengen smiled. "I'm a sucker for lovely views," he said quietly to you. Of course, he wasn't talking about the city.

You felt his stare on you, so you turned to face him, and Tengen was certainly staring at you, making you feel a little self-conscious.

"Take a photo; it will last longer."

That elicited a hearty chuckle from your boyfriend. Tengen put his arm around your waist and drew you closer before kissing you on the top of your head.

"Oh, I can't wait to wake up next to you every day," he said, his voice distant as he imagined your future days together.

You moved in closer to his warmth, then planted a delicate kiss on his chest, your lips lingering for a few seconds before pulling away. Those three words he whispered to you on that fateful night flowed through his lips again before he could stop himself.

"I love you."

You were moved to tears by his heartfelt confession. You chuckled shyly and averted your gaze for a while before returning to him. "I love you too, Tengen," you said, your gaze fixed on his.

Tengen did the honors of putting your wine glasses away before hugging you, and you quickly melted in his arms, as though that's where you're supposed to remain forever.

"I love you," he repeated again, this time with more passion. It's definitely a flashback to when he initially confessed to you. Except this time, you've fully reciprocated his feelings and embraced his heart.

It took so long for you to find your way back to him, but Tengen can't deny that the wait was so worth it. Even if danger is lurking around the corner, he's certain that as long as he has you by his side, he can take on anything and anybody.

Tengen drew back slightly from the hug, only to seize your lips for a passionate kiss, and it didn't take long for things to escalate. With you kissing back as ardently as he did, you were already on the verge of collapsing from the lack of air, but neither of you dared to back down.

Tengen groaned sexily in response to your hands reaching for his white, silky hair, combing and tugging at it as you two made out. He then expertly cinched you against the railing, his grip firmly set on your hips, as if he’s imprinting his fingerprints on your flesh. Tengen's hands eventually began to travel up and down your sides, causing you to moan softly against his lips, which was an ideal chance for Tengen to allow himself inside your mouth to play tango with your tongue.

Maybe it was the wine, or maybe it was the way Tengen kissed you, but you became so inebriated that your knees were on the verge of collapsing. So you pressed yourself against him, seeking to push him back into his bedroom, which he gladly complied with. You two were so drunk at the moment that you didn't even notice you'd finally plopped on top of his bed.

"Tengen," you moaned as he dragged his lips down to your chin, then to your neck, where hickey after hickey was left. His domineering nature was on full display.

You're his and his alone.

He said, "You don't need these anymore," as he deftly removed practically all of your garments, leaving just your underwear. You felt butterflies as his fingertips brushed over your flesh. When he started kneading one of your breasts, you moaned out, and, oh boy, you never sounded so wonderful.

You reached down between your bodies and wrapped your hand around his still-clothed girth, softly caressing the base before tracing his shaft, making the man above you crumble ever so slightly. In your desperate attempts to find comfort for your aching core, his cock swelled harder and harder.

You moaned out his name again as he sucked one of your nipples into his mouth while massaging the other, making sure they were getting an equal amount of affection. Tengen then started to pull his tongue down your abdomen, and as he went closer to your core, you became more tense. He tugged your panties with his teeth, expertly removing the thin garment and tossing it away.

He softly kissed and nibbled along the flawless skin of your inner thighs, taking in the way you writhed beneath him every time he lapped his tongue dangerously close to your needy core. And because this was a special night for both of you, he took his time to make sure you knew how much he loved and adored you, dragging his tongue into your moist folds and then pressing it on your clit.

Tengen's cock would pulse and harden against his slacks whenever you sang melodies to him. With each note, he swore you sounded like a nightingale. It also didn't help that you tasted so sinfully delicious.

It's a wonder that he hasn't gone insane yet. You were simply breathtaking.

"Ahh—!"

You gasped as he planted his tongue firmly on your core and licked it slowly and generously. The friction was causing you to whine like a bitch in heat.

“You taste so sweet, my darling; I could do this all night," Tengen whispered sexily. You're practically on cloud nine right now, and it's almost frightening. Because there's an adage that if you're too happy now, you'll be in a lot of agony tomorrow. You're not particularly superstitious, but you've always believed that saying since it's happened to you far too many times.

But you chose to ignore such erroneous notions and concentrate on the present, here at this very moment where your beloved expresses his love for you through his actions.

You'll worry about the future when you get there.

And because it's been a long time since you've been touched, and because he's so excellent at that too, you're in a vulnerable position, as each stroke of his tongue brings you closer to kingdom come.

You began to be rougher with his hair as you felt the all-too-familiar coil inside. Of course, Tengen took notice and began to quicken his pace. He then began to put one finger, then two, and finally three. He stretched you out like no other, and the thought of your core on full display for him made you quiver involuntarily.

Tengen then wrapped his strong arms around your thighs and drew you closer to him, his nose nudging your clit, heightening the ecstasy you were already experiencing.

"I-I'm—"

"Come on my face, Y/N," he commanded, as he continued to lick your wet folds, pushing you into a frenzy.

He didn't even have to speak or demand anything; the sensation of his tongue was enough to make you reach Nirvana. As a result of your back arching at the intensity of your orgasm, Tengen nearly came undone as well, but he was able to restrain himself.

As you came down from your high, you lay still on his bed. You could hear him unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his clothing, and you watched the spectacle with half-lidded eyes.

Tengen climbed up to you again, this time to capture your plump lips for another scorching kiss, groaning against your lips as he rubbed himself against your sensitive core and nearly coating his cock with your nectar.

His large hands left marks on both sides of your hips as you indulged in another passionate make-out session. You lifted your hips and attempted to match his thrust, causing both of you to moan in ecstasy.

"Tengen, please—" you pleaded with him.

Tengen drew his attention away from the kiss and returned to your jaw; for some reason, he adores that spot, so he peppered it with his full attention once more while pointing his cock at your entrance. Then he carefully inserted himself, and you swear you almost climaxed right there. He was massive.

It was your first time taking in anything so huge that you felt a burn. He hadn't entirely slid in, but you were already so full and stretched out. Tengen tried his best to distract you from the discomfort by showering you with kisses and sweet words and telling you how well you were taking him, but even he stumbled a few times because you were so tight.

Sweat began to run over his brow as he bottomed up. His cock was already twitching from the immense pleasure he was feeling simply by being inside you.

You both remained in that position for a few seconds to allow yourselves to acclimate to one another before giving him the signal to move. Once again, you devolved into a wailing mess. With the way he was thrusting in and out of you, it wouldn't be long until you came again.

Tengen kissed you on the lips once more as he screwed your pretty little cunt.

"You enjoy that, my love? You're so tight; my cock fits so nice and snug; it's as if it's built just for me."

You answered with another wave of moans, stroking the Sound Hashira's ego even more.

"So, so good—I feel so full," you gushed.

"Fuck, you're so good to me, Machérie," Tengen grunted in your ear. "Look at me as I fuck you. Let me see how good I’m making you feel."

Tengen then drew away from the kiss to have a better look at you, and Jesus Christ, you looked divine.

You're like his own deity.

A goddess he'd forever worship. His gaze followed your bouncing breasts, and he grabbed them, tweaking your sensitive nipples and causing you to climax for the second time tonight.

Tengen aided you in making the most of your climax by quickening his pace, almost turning you stupid as you lost all your other senses. He succeeded in making you see stars, and all you could feel at this moment was his cock beating your core. Tengen wasn't far behind either, but he wanted to stretch this out for as long as he could.

He wanted to see more of your blissed-out face. He wants to imprint that image of you in his mind. And you were thinking the same thing as you used every ounce of your strength to drag him down and capture his lips for a searing kiss, which caused Tengen to lose control and start slamming in and out of you again, eagerly pursuing his own sweet release.

Tengen groaned as your walls closed down on him, squeezing his cock and painting it white.

"Tengen, come inside me."

That jolted him out of his reverie, and he looked at you with wide eyes.

"Are you sure?"

You nodded and moaned aloud as his cock landed on your sweet spot, sending you back to paradise. "Don't worry, I'm on contraception," you whimpered, "so please, Mon Chéri, I want you, all of you."

Tengen let out the cutest, strained moan you'd ever heard in your ear. With your blessing, he proceeded to fuck you hard until you were both gasping and whimpering as you eventually climaxed together.

As you felt his hot seed shoot through your core, your back arched, leaving you feeling full and satisfied. The pleasure was so intense for you two that you literally squeezed everything out, soiling the sheets with both of your fluids.

The room fell silent once again. All that could be heard was you catching your breath after coming down from your high. The two of you remained like that for a while as you took in what had just happened. You were both drenched in sweat and cum, and it was the most incredible feeling ever. There's nowhere else you'd rather be.

After a brief lull, you were the first to speak.

"That was incredible," you said, your voice raspy from tonight's escapades.

Tengen chuckled softly, not trying to move since he, too, was well-spent. "You're incredible."

You wrapped your legs around his lower half with what little power you had left and pulled him in for another kiss, which he gladly reciprocated. Humming as you made out languidly.

"I love you," you said softly, returning your hands to his hair and brushing it between your fingers.

Tengen grinned against your lips.

"I love you too, Y/N. I love you so much."

Tengen eventually pulled away from you after what felt like forever, making you shiver, and he obviously heard your whine as you were already missing the fullness he gave you. 

He moved to your side and drew you in for a much-needed cuddling session. "You miss me already, don't you?"

You chuckled, but it quickly turned to a yawn as sleep competed for your attention. "I'm not sure what you're talking about; you're the one who's currently wrapped around me like a snake."

"Touché," Tengen laughed.

Regardless of what you said, you snuggled closer to him, using his chest as a pillow, and gradually, sleep took over you as you listened to his heartbeat.

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[one-sad-human]

•Dinner First• Vince Neil

Pairing: Vince Neil x Reader

Requested? Yes! By an anon

Theme: Angst(?) to fluff

Warnings: Language, drinking, peer pressure

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: Just when I was starting to post consistently. Sorry! I took a break from writing for a little, but I’m back now! Also, did you guys here that new GnR song? Tell me your thoughts!

You grimace, pulling Nikki's hair back as he pukes into the toilet. You're in the cramped bathroom of a tour bus, wishing you were literally anywhere else.

"Alright, I think I'm good now," the man says, contradicting his statement when he starts heaving again a moment after.

This isn't the first time you've been in this position, you doubt highly it'll be your last. You've been in similar situations with all of the men in Mötley Crüe, although Mick usually handled himself.

You're something that could be compared to a babysitter, except instead of taking care of children, you watch over almost constantly intoxicated men on tour. Their manager had hired you to do so, as you're one of his old friend's children and the most responsible young person he knows.

You don't drink or do drugs, you wear put together clothes, and— in the nicest way to say it— are a tad stuck up. You're a goodie two shoes, you don't have a rebellious bone in your body.

You're the perfect person to take care of the Crüe. You're paid to make sure they make it to all their shows and don't overdose or do anything equally as stupid. The job isn't glamorous, but you get to tour the world and get paid along the way.

"Ok, Nik. Time for bed," you say, a mockingly sweet tone to your voice. Nikki nods, going along with it and leaning against you heavily as you walk him to his small bed. You make sure he takes two Advils before passing out.

You sigh, rubbing your temples as you feel a headache brewing. You take some pain relievers yourself before stumbling over to your bunk and passing out shortly after.

The morning comes too quick, and you heave yourself up. You half walk half shuffle over to the coffee machine, moving on autopilot to make a fresh pot of pure caffeine.

"Mornin' good lookin'," says Vince, the blonde leaning on the counter next to you.

"Good morning," you say, ignoring the nickname. "You're up early."

"Heard the coffee machine," he lies. He wanted to talk to you alone without anyone bothering him. "Listen, we have the day off in a new city. I was wondering if maybe you'd want to—"

"Coffee, outta the way," Nikki says, shoving past you and Vince. There goes that.

Vince has been desperately trying to get a date with you for months, ever since the tour started. It seems like every time he works up the nerves to do it, he's interrupted.

"Sorry, Vinnie, what were you saying?" You ask, patiently waiting for Nikki to get his coffee so you can. The blonde shakes his head, waving a hand to dismiss the question and walks away.

"Nothing," he says and walks to sit in a small booth. Vince has never feared rejection like he does with you, usually he has all the confidence in the world. Vince is usually the definition of cool confidence. He isn't sure what there is about you, but it makes him nervous and gives him butterflies.

"Day off, no gig, what're we doing?" Tommy asks, now coming to join everyone to get coffee.

"We're in fucking New York, we're hitting CBGB!" Nikki says, nursing his cup of coffee you can only guess he made Irish seeing as his eyes have opened all the way.

"Fuck yeah!" Tommy speaks up. Vince sighs, knowing he won't get a date and you'll end up taking care of all of their drunk asses by midnight.

     You sigh into your cup of soda, swirling it around and watching the bubbles fizzing and popping. It had ended up like every other night, in a bar with overly obnoxious, head pounding music playing.

     "Having fun yet, Y/N?" Tommy asks, doing that weird trick where he sticks the cigarette in his nose. You make a disgusted face, rolling your eyes before agreeing.

     "You're such a fucking buzzkill. Would it kill you to just live a little? Have a drink! Here!" Nikki chimes in, sliding a shot of liquor. You slide it back.

     "No thanks." He rolls his eyes.

     "They don't want to drink, Nikki. Just leave them the fuck alone," Vince says, narrowing his eyes at the bassist. Mick takes his leave and ventures into a darker corner or the club, not wanted to be apart of the fight that is sure to ensue.

     "Well, excuse me!" He says snootily. "I'm just trying to get Y/N to have fun! All they ever do is breath down my neck. Makes me fucking nervous."

     "Nikki's right Y/N! Have some fun with us!"

     "I'm not here to have fun, this is my job," you say, you're face getting flushed and hot with anger. "I'm just here to make sure you live to see your next gig."

     "Killjoy," Tommy mutters. "Just one shot? I'll do it with you!"

     "Shut the fuck up!" Vince suddenly yells, his fist hitting the table and making the glasses and bottles rattle. "Leave them the fuck alone, all you're doing is making them upset. They said no, so stop badgering them."

     "It's alright, Vinnie—"

     "No it's not! They're constantly pestering you and I'm fucking tired of it!" Vince suddenly stands up. "Come on, lets go."

     You hesitantly stand up, grabbing your coat and following Vince out the door. You're already embarrassed for them causing a scene, you wouldn't want to stay behind where you're sure to get strange looks.

     "Where're we going?" Vince shrugs, protectively putting an arm around your shoulder and leading you farther from the crowed club. It sends tingles all the way down your spine, and you have to be extra careful walking to make sure your knees don't give out.

     "Away from those dicks. I hate the way they try to pressure you into shit all the time." You raise a brow and turn your head to look at the handsome blonde. The street lights bounce off his tanned face in an angelic way, his light locks of hair swaying in the warm breeze.

     "Why did it bother you that much?" You ask him, your voice low. Vince suddenly looks nervous.

     "Because," his voice is quiet and shakes with nerves. "I like you, Y/N. A lot." He stops walking and turns to you. "You're always so cool and chill, you always have an answer to everything and you're put together. You so goddamn smart, if I have a problem I know I can always go to you because you'll have a solution. It pisses me off when they think you're some weakling who'll do whatever they say."

     You're shocked into silence. Your mouth opens and closes a few times but no words form. You had no idea Vince had any feelings for you, you always thought he just liked that you made sure he didn't kill himself doing something stupid.

     "Seriously?" You ask once your mouth and brain start to function again. "You really feel that way?"

     "Would I lie to you about this?" You answer him by pressing your lips to his, your soft plump lips moving against his slightly chapped ones slowly and lovingly. His lips taste of cheap beer and cigarettes but there's a shadow of minty toothpaste. Vince has had his share of make outs, but nothing has ever felt this close and intimate.

     "I really like you, too." You smile when you pull away, your head dipping down slightly with a blush tinting your face. Vince smiles back and places his hands on your hips.

     "What do you say to heading back to the bus? It's empty." You shake your head, and Vince deflates instantly and disappointment floods his eyes. Maybe he got his thoughts up too soon, maybe you don't like him as much as he likes you.

     "Dinner first, and if you're nice and gentlemanly, and only if you're nice and gentlemanly, I'll think about going further," you say, and Vince laughs a little in relief before nodding. "Deal?"

     "Deal."

[rosemarypasta]

➤ pairing : oikawa tooru x female reader (karasuno manager)

➤ chapter warnings : slowburn (?)

➤ summary : You just recently joined the Karasuno boy’s volleyball team as their first year manager. As you grow closer to your teammates, you also unexpectedly grow closer to one of their biggest rivals, Oikawa Tooru

➤ chapter word count: 3183

-ˏˋ chapter one ˊˎ-

Friday

12:50 PM

"Pleaseeee." The red haired boy nagged.

It was your first year in Karasuno High. You had lots of expectations on what your high school experience was going to be like but you had absolutely no intentions on being involved in any sports whatsoever. Yet, there you sat in your seat, bombarded by two students from the neighboring class during your lunch break. You barely even know them.

"Hinata stop shouting! We're in someone else's class, idiot." The raven haired boy ironically yelled as he hit his shorter friend on the head with a roll of documents, which were being forcefully shoved into your hands just a second ago. "I don't even know the first thing about volleyball! Besides, I don't know anyone there, won't it be awkward?" You whined, trying your best to decline their ridiculous offer.

"That's not true! You know us!" Hinata smiled. That was in fact, false. The only reason why you even know their names was because they forced Hitoka, your classmate, to tutor them for the exams and unfortunately, she caught a cold a few days before the exams so she forced you to cover for her for a few days. It's not like you disliked them or anything, you just didn't know anything about them other than their names and the fact that they both have very short tempers.

"Come on Y/N-chan! It'll be fun." Hitoka followed, smiling in the same manner as Hinata. You shot her a look, expressing your disgust at her betrayal. "Well if it's so fun why don't you do it instead, Hitoka-chan?" You replied to which she reacted by furiously shaking her head and hands, "My mom would never let me." She playfully sighed, though you knew damn well she was relieved in the inside to have her mother's strict wishes as an excuse to pass on the burden to you.

After another minute of bickering, the bell finally rang, dismissing everyone from their lunch break. Kageyama swore silently under his breath as he heard the familiar melody. "Look, just come by the gym today after school. Just um... think of it as a free trial. Let's go Hinata." He swiftly said, putting the club application form on your desk as he dragged his friend by the collar before escaping to their respective classrooms. You turned towards your blonde classmate who was already giggling at your suffering.

You sighed as you watched the teacher walk in your classroom. You slid the stack of papers under your desk and tried your best to forget your worries for the time being.

3:00 PM

The bell rang for the final time for the week and you quickly packed your bags. You had no intentions to stop by the gym whatsoever. You knew if you stopped by even for a second, You'd definitely get roped in and they'd guilt you into signing the form before the day was over. You were hurrying so much, planning to not bump into Hinata and Kageyama on the way home that you were practically shoving anything and everything into your bag. You said your farewells as quickly as possible to Yachi and your fellow classmates to avoid Yachi's comments about skipping the meeting and rushed out to the hallways but unfortunately, you underestimated how eager the students were when it comes to going home for the weekends. But despite the tightly packed hallways, you were determined to slip into and nook and cranny available to get home safe and sound. It took a whopping five minutes for you to just get to the staircase. And as you were getting ready to finally reach the first floor, you overheard something peculiar from behind.

"Oh! Shoyo mentioned that there'll be a new manager dropping by today."

"Really? Damn I hope she comes cause if not, I guess we'll just have to take her to the alley."

The stairwell was filled with chatter but your ears oddly picked up the conversation revolving around the short first year volleyball player and the manager he was invited.

They were talking about you.

Take her to the alley? The alley? A million intrusive ideas came up to mind. Were they planning to kill you if you didn't show up?

You laughed at yourself quietly. There was no way a high schooler could commit such violent crimes over something small like a sports club. Though curiosity got the cat and you slowly turned your head as naturally as you possibly could to see what they looked like. You caught a glimpse of the two boys conversing about you and felt like you could wet yourself. One was tall and had a buzz cut land the other though not as tall and was actually around the same height as you had spiky dark hair with a blonde streak which fell on his forehead. They looked like thugs.

Feeling terrified was an understatement. Were they members of the volleyball club too? The sight of the two unfamiliar menacing men changed your mind. No highschooler would commit such crimes but if one was to get murdered by two highschoolers, they'd probably look like them.

The conversation you overheard made you subconsciously turn on your survival instincts. As soon as you reached the first floor, your body turned towards the gym unwillingly. It was too late now, you could hear their footsteps trailing not far from you. You pushed open the gymnasium doors and was greeted by the sounds of squeaking volleyball shoes rubbing against the floor.

Everyone's eyes turned towards you and the squeaking stopped abruptly. You couldn't do anything but watch as their towering bodies slowly walked towards you. You have always avoided sports in general because you were short and naturally bad at it so you assumed that volleyball players were at least closer to normal people unlike the basketball players that looked like skyscrapers from a distance since Hinata was in the club but boy, you were wrong.

"Are you Y/N?" A deep voice right in front of you said. His shoulders were broad and big, though he wasn't the tallest person in the crowd, his presence was still overwhelming. "Oh the new manager?" Another deep voice joined in. You turned to the new source of voice and froze at the sight of the volleyball player.

He had a beard.

You have heard a rumour circulating the halls about a third year in Karasuno that has been held back for five years because he was dealing drugs and had a favorite past time that consisted of beating up the younger students. Could it be him?

In the midst of the sea of terror, a vibrant familiar voice yelled, "Oh, Y/N!". You looked up and felt tears of joy pooling around your eyes as you saw the red haired boy.

"Asahi, scoot over, you're making her cry." A grey haired senior laughed as he pushed the now concerned bearded man away from my sight. "So you're going to be our second manager right? Y/N-san?" He continued, "My name is Sugawara Koushi and i'm the vice-captain of this club." He had a soft and prince-like voice which helped calm you down. His smile was bright and charming, fit for royalty. He extended his arm gracefully and you carefully shook it.

It took a full ten minutes to get to know everyone in the club. Sawamura Daichi, the first person who spoke was the captain of the team. He definitely seemed intimidating at first but had a fatherly aura to him which made him a perfect fit for a captain. Azumane Asahi, the bearded man immediately cleared up all the rumours I've heard about and clarified that he was just an innocent 17-year old student. Then you were introduced to the second years and the rest of the first years who you weren't familiar with. Tsukishima shocked you the most since he was pretty much the tallest member of the club and he was only a first year. You didn't know how you went three months of school without knowing he was in the class right next to yours. With his height and blonde hair, you wondered how you could possibly miss him. Lastly, Hinata and Kageyama showed you the current manager, Shimizu Kiyoko.

She's breathtaking.

Her silky black hair flowed in the air as she turned to greet you. All you could do was stand in front of her and be stunned. You felt like you definitely stared at her a second too long before introducing yourself which made things awkward but fortunately, she didn't seem to notice. She was about to ask you about something but she didn't get to finish her sentence as two screams filled the echoing gym.

"Kiyoko-senpai!"

You turned around to the entrance and fear took over your body once again.

The buzzcut and the blonde streak duo.

They were preoccupied with Shimizu so you tried your best to avoid attention and inch closer to the two boys you actually knew but before you could even make it anywhere close to the red and black haired duo, the two upperclassmen shifted their gaze from their senpai to you.

"Ah, Shoyo! So it worked!" The shorter of the two exclaimed as he jumped up and down, pointing at the red hair opposite him who was jumping up and down in the same manner.

You stood in the middle of the court confused. Work? What worked?

"Don't tell me you actually went through with the plan." Daichi scolded, his hands already crossed in front of his chest, to which the other third years responded with a laugh while the buzzcut, blonde streak guy and Hinata froze in the presence of their upset captain. "Oh so that's why you're here Y/N! Don't tell me you actually believed the things Nishinoya and Tanaka were saying." Sugawara attempted to sigh before chuckling himself as he put his hand on the captain's shoulder in an attempt to calm him down.

"I told you it would backfire." The tall blonde sniggered alongside his olive green haired partner.

After a few minutes of scolding, Daichi made Nishinoya, Tanaka and Hinata apologize to you, which took you a few moments and an explanation from Sugawara as to why they had to apologize to why they had to do so. According to Suga's explanation, the volleyball club was desperate to find a new manager since the third years would be graduating soon. As an act of desperation from Hinata, and a drive to impress their senpai for Nishinoya and Tanaka, they came up with a plan that would intimidate and scare you into joining the team. Though Hinata claimed and insisted that the second years went overboard and tweaked their plans on a whim.

"Well, now that everyone is here, Y/N, I think you can finally properly introduce yourself since all the distractions are out of the way." Daichi sighed, shaking his head at his troublesome players.

You held your breath and faced your future, much taller teammates. Even though they are intimidating, they seemed much more fun than you thought. This moment may not be that pleasant in real time but you're sure you could laugh back at this moment in the future.

"My name is Y/N and I'm in class 1-5." You started, glancing from left to right. "I guess I'll be your manager from now on so... I look forward to working with you all." You bowed towards the unfamiliar faces. Your words were shortly followed by a series of cheers. "I guess this would be my life from now on for the next three years." You thought to yourself.

6:00 PM

Three hours later, the Friday sun began to set. Though you have done the bare minimum of only watching balls get thrown across the room for several hours, you felt exhausted. The boys had three-on-three games amongst each other and you felt like you've aged ten years after watching a handful of them. If matches against their own teammates are that intense, you wonder what would happen in a real match against actual rivals. You prayed that you won't get high blood pressure by the end of the year.

"All right, that's all for today. Don't forget that morning practices are still on for tomorrow and that the practice match against Aoba Johsai will start at two in the afternoon so make sure to pack a lunch." The coach, Ukai Keishin, who you didn't notice was the coach until thirty minutes into practice because of his youthful hairstyle, announced before the whole room scattered to clean the gym. You were in the middle of folding the chairs and storing them when it hit you.

Tomorrow is a Saturday.

You have also just realized that unlike the other clubs you've barely joined in the past, the vast majority of sports clubs train on the weekend as well. You mentally facepalmed yourself and cursed at Hinata under your breath for getting you involved in the club. A distant sneeze was heard from the red haired boy.

The clean up was easier than you thought, you were only halfway done picking the balls up from the ground when Nishinoya and Tanaka proudly announced that they were done mopping the floors in an attempt to impress their senpai manager. Shimizu quietly chuckled with you as the two of you continued to fill your arms up with more volleyballs.

"So, Y/N, I think you should get one of the boys to walk home with you. We don't usually stay back until late at night like today but it might be scary to walk home alone." Shimizu advised you as the two of you stored the balls away in the storage room. But before you could even ask for anyone's help, the bright red-head started bouncing off the storage room walls. "I'll walk home with you Y/N!" Hinata proposed eagerly as he dropped the folded net in the corner of the room. "But Hinata, don't you live in the mountains? That's the opposite way from my house." You said, turning him down but despite your rejection, he was still keen to walk you home and insisted on going.

"I'll walk you home instead, I don't think I burned as much energy as I wanted to today so I don't mind a longer walk home." The black haired first year suggested. You raised your eyebrow and found it baffling that he felt like he didn't burn as much energy as he wanted to despite just finishing a three hour long practice where he constantly had to run and jump.

You and Kageyama began to walk together. The sun was already out and the yellow tinted street lights were the only thing illuminating the streets besides the pale moonlight.

"Um, Y/N, we are headed towards your house right?" Kageyama abruptly spoke as the two of you began to enter your neighbourhood. "Yeah, why'd you ask?" You asked back. "That's a weird coincidence, I live on the same street." He stated, with a concerned and focused look, probably thinking of a reason why the two of you have never seen each other despite having the same route to and from school. It took you a few minutes to realize that you never go to school as early as him and go home as late as him because you're never had morning and afternoon practice before.

"Oh, yeah! I've been in sports clubs for so long that I forgot that normal people don't have the same schedules as we do." He lightly chuckled after you voiced your thoughts.

"Gah! Teddy, NO! Don't piss on my leg!" A voice yelled in the midst of the serene and empty night. Kageyama stopped abruptly as the voice filled the deserted street. The voice began to quiet down and started mumbling muffled words but It didn't die down. In fact, it started to grow clearer and you and Kageyama started walking again. Shortly, you and Kageyama stood in front of a sweaty brown haired boy walking a small brown poodle.

"O-Oikawa-san?" You turned to your teammate.

Kageyama knows this freak that has been yelling and talking to himself?

The boy shifted his gaze sharply from the dog to you and Kageyama. "Oh, it's Tobio-chan!" He sniggered as he ran his fingers through his hair.

His face was pretty and fair. Even under the yellow street lights illuminating him, you could see his sparkling brown eyes matched his equally as captivating brown hair perfectly. You rarely found deep interests in random strangers even if they were attractive but you can't seem to take your eyes off the one standing right in front of you.

"What are you doing here?" The stranger in the turquoise and white jacket asked. His voice was stern, as if he demanded an answer from Kageyama. "Er- I live in this neighbourhood." Kageyama mumbled but it was loud enough to be heard by you and the boy standing in front of him. "Really?! The one time my family decided to move to a new neighbourhood, you happen to be my neighbour?" He groaned, face palming dramatically while Kageyama continued to stand beside you awkwardly in silence. You began to question the identity of the stranger. He seemed like he hates Kageyama a lot but Kageyama isn't doing anything. In practice, it seemed like any little thing Tsukkishima and Hinata did and said made him scream in annoyance but this guy who was so blatantly rude to him isn't triggering him at all.

"Alright, alright! I get it, you need to pee!" The irritated brunette screamed at the odd acting dog that has been scratching his trouser for the past five minutes. "Tobio-kun, I look forward to destroying you in the match tomorrow." He declared with his chin up, pushing his concerns for the dog away momentarily before walking past you two Karasuno students towards a nearby park.

You questioned and interrogated the now, much more quiet teammate and squeezed as much information you could in the remaining two minutes you had with Kageyama before you reached your home.

His name is Oikawa Toru and he goes to Aoba Johsai, the school Karasuno is playing against the next day. You tried to squeeze more information about the memorable stranger from the raven haired setter but all he told you was that he was his senpai back in middle school

12:00 AM

You plopped on your bed after a long day and closed your eyes to process the things that have happened in the last twelve hours alone. Even reliving the events that occurred earlier that morning overwhelmed you. You couldn't believe you went through all that in a single day. Despite the variety of chaos you endured that day, you went to sleep that night with an image of a peculiar yet oddly endearing brunette stuck in your mind.

next:  -ˏˋ chapter two ˊˎ-

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Ava & Nancy

Ava: Has he told you? Nancy: Yeah Ava: How are you holding up? Nancy: better than he is Ava: Not saying much but Ava: that's something Nancy: how are you holding up then? Ava: It's been, a rollercoaster implies that it's in any way on the rails so not that, something as up and down and side to side Ava: tornado, perhaps Ava: but it's far from about me so I'm just here, you know Nancy: I know what you mean Ava: It's more to do with you than me Ava: so, what did he say exactly? Nancy: You know what he's like, just coming out with it Nancy: there's nothing for me to argue with Nancy: maybe if I had a clue then but now Ava: Yeah Ava: but none of us did Ava: I think mum was probably right, even if that's fucked Ava: taking it to the police wouldn't have done anything Nancy: She'd had talked her way out of it, his word against hers and he doesn't come across well when he's upset Ava: Exactly Ava: it's one of those legal grey areas Ava: morally black but you know Ava: can't get charged for that Nancy: I feel like shit, if I hadn't left it wouldn't have been her and none of this would be happening Ava: I know, but you have to try not to think like that Ava: she picked him, really Ava: he was angry and upset, with you, yeah, but Rio too and you know, everyone and everything Ava: but I don't think he would have pursued her, if he were in any state Ava: and she had her problems with you, but I don't think that's solely why she did it either Nancy: I know but he could've used any girl in Chelsea to get back at Rio, it was her because of me, that's all my thoughts keep coming back to Nancy: and no other girl would've used him like that for any reason Ava: We all let each other down Ava: sometimes you have to do what you have to do Ava: and then sometimes bad shit happens because of that Ava: Chloe wouldn't have felt the need to drop this if I weren't with James Ava: we could all just keep on not knowing Nancy: It's not your fault, Av, she hated you cos she hated me first Nancy: it's not like she's heartbroken over James Ava: Still, it wouldn't have happened, you were never going to be dating him Ava: but none of us can live beholden to her and the things she has over us, we shouldn't Ava: at least now, we aren't, she's played all her cards Nancy: Did Buster tell you she's already engaged? Ava: I heard Ava: I looked on Gen's profile and he's like her dad's age Ava: and really stereotypically Italian Nancy: Gross Nancy: I swear to god, she's not a real person Nancy: who does any of this? Ava: I think she does her hardest not to be Ava: fuck everyone else Ava: her parents are just Ava: at a total loss Ava: we say ours are ashamed of us but this is so real Ava: they've had more to do with James than her for years now Nancy: At least he's got their support Ava: I think they're just as scared that they'll lose contact as he is Nancy: Yeah, of course Ava: Did he say if he'd told Ri yet? Nancy: I asked, when I was at my angriest, before I really understood what the circumstances were Nancy: He wouldn't talk about her which either means he has and it didn't go well, or he's still working up to it Ava: She's going to know something is wrong, he can't hide anything from her Ava: and the test takes as long as it takes, I know he was waiting for that but I don't know how Nancy: Right now, I'm selfishly glad that she knows we barely talk so she won't ask me Ava: That's going to be Ava: not fun Ava: never mind how pregnant she is Nancy: Oh god, don't Nancy: I was going to come back for a while but maybe that'll make it worse Nancy: Like he'll think I'm just there to oversee his downfall or something Ava: You don't think that will happen, do you? Nancy: I don't think she'll leave him Nancy: But the old wounds this is gonna open up, even though nobody's disputing he didn't actually consent, when they're still dealing with everything that happened with Venus Nancy: add her hormones in and his way of reacting to literally anything Ava: Fucking hell Ava: you should come back, if you want to though Ava: regardless Nancy: Ri might need me Nancy: not that she'll admit it, obviously Ava: 'course Ava: I don't think it would hurt Nancy: I'm a crap babysitter but I'm a great person to vent at about him so Nancy: if I slag him off enough she'll start leaping to his defence automatically Ava: An evil-good plan Nancy: something good needs to come out of all the evil Ava: We can but try Nancy: Yeah Nancy: I know I need to Ava: Does feel better than doing nothing Ava: only a bit but Ava: still Nancy: I wish there was more I could really do, but it all just feels too late Nancy: inventing a time machine feels very above my capabilities, if I'm honest Nancy: Feel free to tell James I'm here if he ever wants someone to talk to about his monster of an ex Ava: I will Ava: you might have to open a hotline, by the sounds of it Nancy: That'd be a decent earner while I'm back Ava: Time is money, like Nancy: exactly Ava: Wonder what the wedding will be like Nancy: what I remember hearing about hers and James' sounded awful Nancy: but of course this one will have to be more stereotypically Italian Ava: fucked herself on flower girls too Nancy: unless he's got a big family she can insert herself into Ava: Heaven help him Ava: or she's already knocked up, the only way she does it is with a gun to her head and the groom's Nancy: has anyone checked he can speak enough English to know what's going on, like? Ava: I don't know if we've got the welfare team on that Ava: he looks pretty pleased with himself Ava: the pictures would really confirm your homosexuality for you tbh Nancy: Well that's disgusting Ava: If he was the teenaged pool boy, be all over that, obviously Ava: can only hope she's met her match this time Nancy: Even if she hasn't, like you said, there's no more she can do to any of us Nancy: And she'd never get the kids back if she wanted to try that as a last resort Ava: Not putting anything past her obviously Ava: but yeah, I can't see her trying and failing at that any time soon Ava: it's a small mercy Ava: she was no mother Nancy: Imagine having her as yours, oh my god Nancy: it makes me wanna hug mum Ava: Let's not get too crazy Nancy: the urge will have passed by mid-flight, don't worry Ava: Unless you have too many complementaries, of course Nancy: well yeah Ava: No one would blame you on that score Nancy: it doesn't help though Ava: The drink or the lack of blame? Nancy: Both Ava: Yeah Ava: not much in the party mood myself Ava: pity or otherwise Ava: though being forced to 'focus on my schoolwork' like that's remotely important right now is getting me close Nancy: Is there a brochure for the planet mum and dad live on cos I'm really intrigued by it? Ava: They really think they can keep me out of it Ava: Like I'm not the one who did the DNA test, like I'm not the one who got James and Buster to talk Ava: sure, I'll forget about that and write my politics essay, hold on 🙄 Nancy: I'll do your essay as long as you leave enough time for a thorough spell check Ava: You really wanna keep busy, yeah Nancy: Yeah Ava: You are allowed to be angry with him Ava: you know Ava: because he was a victim too doesn't mean you're not allowed to feel that Ava: even if it means you don't direct it at him, you don't have to try and repress it Nancy: I am angry at him, but I'm also so tired of being Ava: Damn genetics Nancy: He can't forgive me for going and I can't keep defending why I had to Nancy: cos he'll never accept that it's not entirely my fault, that I needed him to help me and he wouldn't Ava: He does though Ava: he's told me Ava: like you said, it's too late Nancy: He'll never tell me, so we'll only ever talk when he has good or bad news to give me Ava: Yeah Ava: it's because it doesn't change it Ava: like you said, no time machine Ava: getting him to admit that he wasn't there doesn't change that he wasn't, even if you want to hear it Ava: just like you explaining why you had to leave doesn't mean you stayed Ava: it's all just words, you know Nancy: Then how can we ever? Ava: Maybe you can't Ava: because that isn't a truce Ava: if neither of you is willing to leave your post there is no middle ground Ava: you actually have to be ready and willing to drop defending yourself and blaming each other Ava: and neither of you is, so Ava: that's that Ava: you can't make yourself give it up, clearly Nancy: It's so unfair Nancy: that everything turned out like this Ava: It just is Ava: you have to get to a place where you can just say that's what happened Ava: not attribute why's and who's to it, see it entirely objectively Nancy: maybe if I fly to Tuscany first and murder her Ava: Maybe Ava: you'll still hate yourself though Nancy: Thanks for the reminder Ava: Like you forgot Nancy: my phone alarm is set for hourly bursts of self-loathing, of course Ava: That'll be why you're tired Ava: can't even put that on him, eh Ava: unlucky, like Nancy: I'll have the luck of the Irish and all that good craic to fall back on soon enough, like Ava: 'Course Ava: be a blast Nancy: It always is Ava: It's been a while Ava: things might have changed Nancy: This family would have to catch some kind of break first Ava: Naturally, when I finish this essay, it'll all be worth it Nancy: Just make sure it's worth sticking on the fridge Ava: 'Cos that wouldn't fuck with the aesthetics Nancy: It's no finger-painting, sure Nancy: But if anyone needs the reminder that you're not a toddler it's mum and dad Ava: Really surprising they're not more elated to gain a ready-made grandkid Nancy: If the mother was anyone else, they'd be jumping for joy, no doubt Ava: Unless that mother was me Ava: of course Nancy: James has probably been well and truly scared off Ava: I reckon she's a pretty strong contraceptive Nancy: I'm in no danger but if you put me in a room with her I'd take the pill Ava: 💀 cyanide Nancy: or whichever colour gets you out of the Matrix Nancy: bye babe Ava: Careful Ava: that's what 'woke' lady and minority haters call themselves Ava: don't wanna get in that camp Nancy: is it? Ava: yeah, they're 'red pilled' 'cos they know 'the truth' Ava: the truth that feminism is a lie and all women are evil bitches, like Nancy: Oh great Ava: You accidentally been making loads of enemies over there? Ava: Whoopsie Nancy: I'll say that's the reason now Ava: Go the whole hog and call yourself an incel Ava: when any of the fam asks you how your love life is going Nancy: 😂 Nancy: Don't make me laugh though, my head is killing me Ava: I feel you Ava: the only pills I've been popping are paracetamols Nancy: Nurofen express 💚 Nancy: my actual true love Ava: so rock and roll Ava: shame even by American standards, that's no bitch's name Nancy: Read it in your best impression of the accent if you wanna swoon though, obviously Ava: It clearly does it for you, like Nancy: It's a very diverse place, thank god Ava: Sure babe Ava: the fashion industry is known for it 😏 Nancy: 🙄 Ava: Thanks for not trying to deny it Nancy: I'm not their spokesperson, pros or cons Ava: Not part of the job description of photographer or girlfriend then? Nancy: No Ava: Phew Nancy: Find a way to include it in your Politics essay Ava: Alright, mother Nancy: Never call me that again, please Nancy: if I didn't have a headache before Ava: Yeah, we didn't reckon you'd be next Nancy: Weird that you've discussed it, but okay Ava: The heat needs to be taken off somewhere, like Ava: What about Billie and her fella, do you reckon they'll go for 👶👶? Nancy: No Nancy: they barely see each other at the moment Ava: I won't put my money there then Nancy: You'd be better off keeping it on Buster Ava: I think he's disqualified by default Ava: obviously Ava: don't need no 🔮 Nancy: This one better not be born early cos of the drama Ava: She's getting out of the danger danger zone at least but still Ava: having babies is like what they were born to do Ava: missed those genetics, clearly Nancy: Lord Ava: 😂 You're so squeamish Nancy: I don't like babies, excuse me Ava: I didn't mention anything about the miracle of childbirth even Nancy: thankfully Nancy: cos it's not a miracle, it's a 🤞 & pray for the best kind of situation Nancy: you might tear open or get cut open and you get off lightly if you only 💩 or 🤢 everywhere Ava: 🙄🙄 the dramatics Ava: I've had worse nights out Ava: and I didn't get a cute kid at the end of it so 🤷 Nancy: it's not me that you need to convince so Ava: I don't think I know anyone else so definitely anti-child Nancy: I've got nothing against children, I just don't want any Ava: uhuh Nancy: It's only considered weird cos this family is so obsessed with having as many as possible Ava: Nah, it's not that Nancy: Like I said, reserve the soapbox for someone who wants to hear the pros and cons Ava: Okay Nancy: Okay, I've got loads to finish up before I can leave Ava: 'course you do Ava: I'll let you go then Nancy: I'll talk to you soon Nancy: without time zones to factor in Ava: Cool Ava: no worries Nancy: Let me know if you wanna meet up, who knows where mum and dad will decide to base themselves and when Ava: Regardless, I don't have time to come over there so I won't Nancy: Yeah, exactly Ava: Focus on what you need to do Ava: I was just checking you were okay Nancy: And I wanna check in on you too, so let me know, okay? Nancy: It's the shortest flight ever Ava: Seriously, there's no need Nancy: Alright Ava: Just focus on helping Ri, if that's what you're going to do Nancy: I'll do my best Ava: 👍 Nancy: Later then Ava: Bye Nancy: 🧡 Ava: Is Billie coming over too? Nancy: I don't know Nancy: I'll ask her when she gets home Ava: She should Nancy: I'll do my best with that too Ava: Alright Ava: that's all then Nancy: Okay, bye

[fatui-harbingers]

So, I got this message about my Dany x Drogo is problematic for many reasons post.

I feel like this is very problematic because I've read a lot of bits and pieces from the books regarding her "relationship" and I still believe that it was Stockholm Syndrome. It literally makes you believe you care for your abuser as a way to protect you from pain because that's how your brain works. And, he IS a rapist! A 30 year old dude is not allowed to have sex with a 13 year old (no matter what the 13 year old said) by law in most places so I'm not sure what everyone's argument is here. She was SOLD to him for crying out loud!

Now, I will be blogging about it as I read the books and give my personal take on everything. And I mean EVERYTHING! I'll praise what I love and call out what's problematic because as a feminist, that's what I do. I know things are slightly different in the show and in the books, even major differences is some areas but a 30 year old dude buying a 13 year old girl will never be okay no matter how nice and/or soft he was.

And, I blocked the name because I'm not one to start drama in that manner and I won't be telling anyone who it is. I'm hoping I get the books for my 18th birthday in January but that'll probably take a bit of negotiating with the fam!

Though, I'm not sure if this message was meant to be rude or not, I'm pretty sure I'll still understand that Drogo was a rapist no matter his treatment of her towards the end of his life. Had he admitted what he did, apologized and promised to be better then I would like him more but he didn't so he disgusts me like all rapists that don't own up to what they did.

I'm a very empathic person when it comes to all forms of entertainment (books, music, theatre, TV and film. Sometimes in real life too, just depends) and I can usually feel the emotions as they were written, even if I don't know how the author intended them to feel. I'll know what's going on when I read the books because I also analyze everything (even unintentionally) and typically know what's up before I even form a personal opinion. That's just how I work. I don't typically make judgements right off the bat without all the information because that does no one any good.

Plus, I do a lot (and I mean A LOT) of reading on the brain and it's functions just for fun (and of course knowledge) so even while I don't have a degree to say I'm Smart And Know What I'm Talking About, I'm kinda smart and am pretty confident I know what I'm talking about. It's basic psychology! Of course she would appear to love him when her mind has told her she does! How else would her brain protect her and her sanity? It's a survial kind of thing. Unlike when you're an abused kid and you tell yourself "it's okay. I can get away from here when I'm 18 and I'll never have to see these people again!", her brain already knew there wasn't any way of escaping so, it convinced her she loved her new abuser so she would survive the trauma of his abuse.

As my dad would say, this ain't rocket science people! It really isn't. Basic psychology isn't very hard to understand either. Like, yo, I'm 17 and I seem to be able to grasp this better than a lot of adults (both adults I know and in this fandom). My whole family could even tell you I'm a very knowledgeable person. I'm the only one that keeps up with world politics (or just politics in general) and the only one that pays attention to all the facts, whether I like them or not. I'm even too serious to have any real fun with because of my obsession with learning!

Anyways, I don't ship people with their abusers. I don't ship Daenerys with Drogo just like I don't ship Sansa with Ramsay. I wouldn't be a feminist if I did! You're not progressive in the slightest if you do! Shipping people with their abuser sounds just like dudes telling girls they should marry their rapist (which still happens all over the world, btw!). Forced marriage is wrong as it is so that makes child marriage even worse.

I personally don't think people should be with anyone anymore than 5 years older than them because of how older people try to manipulate younger people. I've seen it in my family and it's just like parents talking down to their child (which I also disagree with but that's a rant post for another time).

The responses to my post regarding the Dany x Drogo stuff were awesome and I was so happy to see all the points everyone made that I didn't even think of! And it was especially good to see the book readers add on to the post as well. I'm very grateful for that considering I don't have the books yet! This has been my only negative response to the post so far and hopefully it'll stay that way because I don't know how much ignorance I can handle before snapping completely.

Oh, and I don't appreciate being told what I will or won't understand! You don't know me, you don't know how my brain works and you don't know how I will interpret something when I read it. Just because you believe something doesn't make it true and/or mean others will think as you do. That's not a very good way to be. You don't know how everyone's brain will take something. And I'm pretty sure I got a private message solely because this person knew they'd get dragged if they commented publicly on my post. Not cool! I'm one of those, if you can't say it proudly in public/to my face the maybe you should rethink your beliefs/views/opinions because they're probably very problematic if you can't.

Now, I'm pretty sure this message was sent for rude shipper reasons but I'm not gonna respond and I still won't if I get a message because of this post. I've had just about enough of all the ignorance coming my way in both fandom and my personal life. There was absolutely no reason to send this message to me when I've made my opinions known. I'm very upfront about who I am and what I stand for, my bio literally tells you all you need to really know about me (so do my posts!). You aren't changing my mind, just as I obviously won't be changing yours.

If you really read my posts and still come back with something like this, you apparently have no reading comprehension skills. I and all the Daenerys stans all laid it out pretty clearly with my post and all the additions as to why Drogo x Dany is problematic. It's super annoying when people read a post like that and come back with "but she consented!" She was 13 and he was in his 30s (and ya know, SOLD TO HIM) you rape apologist. "But she loved him!" I seriously added a screenshot of the definition of Stockholm Syndrome and you still think that? Oh dear Goddess Diana help me, the ignorance behind these responses are driving me mad!

I just need everyone to know, when it comes to ignorant responses, I'm like Taylor Swift. You say something stupid/ignorant imma write a whole post about you. I'm not the kinda gal that sits back and takes shit and pure ignorance without saying something. Keep that in mind! I am a feminist and I critique literally everything so, unless you want a feminist rant on your problematic views, you best stay out of my comments and dms. I stand for equality, human rights and diversity so it's pretty obvious I'm not gonna ship a girl with her rapist.

Again, as I said in my post, WE DON'T SHIP ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIPS IN THIS HOUSE!!!

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Rio & Grace

Rio: Gracie! Can't tie either parental down so you're unlucky enough to be my first port of call Rio: If I come down this week (half term, right? God I feel old not knowing, ick!) how many of yous are gonna be about? Wanna catch all of you if I can Grace: I'm not surprised, Nico thinks mum's charger is the most fun thing EVER and you know dad still kicks it like he's at some 70s disco instead of a restaurant kitchen. So cringe! Grace: Iggy's took off in the van and Pablo's never here even when he is (ugh we get it, you're hanging shush) but everyone else maybe? Grace: Unless Junior's nerding it up idk Rio: Bless them, you'll miss them when you go Rio: Mum and Dad, the cats, only your faves and Nico is a little bitch 😂 Rio: Good enough for me! Sure enough I'll only hold any of yas down for a hot second regardless Rio: What've you been up to? Got any fun plans then? Grace: 😂 No way they're the worst and won't give me the chance Grace: Ask Janis they're always in her grill now she has a bf she can't ever peel herself off of Grace: Gurl you better make time for me! 😚 London's like another planet and I need that goss Grace: Gotta keep uploading that 🐰🐣 content Grace: but keeping it lowkey 👌 Rio: They're highkey nerds, tis true, least they give a shit, eh? 😘 Rio: Fucking knew it, sneaky bitch. I asked her at NYE and she said nah but I KNEW Rio: Ugh, gonna give her SO much shit when I come back 😂 Rio: Duh! My goss might not set the teenybop influencer world alight but think you'll be into it Rio: Also, got some lush bunny ears from work you can style up if you like, there's the content Rio: Very Ariana Grace: We're so blessed 🙏 Grace: OMFG THANK YOU 👏 she's such a lying bitch Grace: And they are so 😍💍💘 it's HONESTLY disgusting like I can't Grace: YAS 👑!! babes I knew I was missing you Grace: Such a mood Rio: 🙌 Rio: Steady on 😂 Fill me on the beef before I'm taking sides Rio: Can't roll like that babe 🙉 Rio: Is he a twat? I could barely get a look in, hot property with the whole fam that night not just Jan, like 😏 Rio: Right? My turn to THANK YOU 'cos all the other girls were raging after me lemme tell you, saying it reeked of misogyny and cheesy old school playboy Rio: Not educated in Hef paving the way for ladies being allowed to be sexual, ESP the sistas 💣💥 Rio: Its iconic, yeah? Like hush Grace: Honey not even! Now he's got her feeling the 💖 we all benefit Grace: Like from 💀 to 😍!! Grace: Here's the thing he's NICE!! 😮 How and who tf !! 😂 In THESE ends Grace: He's pimped my feed with his 📷 more that once. Lush! Grace: Trust her to find the one decent lad Grace: OMG how shaming! it's literally so on point I feel bad for how off they are. Beyond awkward Grace: 👯💜 Rio: Can't argue with that Rio: It'll be nice to see her happy Rio: All of yous Rio: Yeah, had noticed your new lad was off the feed Rio: Just not the one or do I need to crack skulls on YOUR behalf? Spill! 😘 Maybe Gus has had his 💔 Rio: Right? Not complaining when they were raking in the tips and looking fly doing it, this is why Vinnie listens to me and not them though so 💋 win win for me Grace: 🤞 Grace: UGH don't go there babe Grace: I'm off men rn 🙏 so you can relax Grace: Give Gus and Diego their time to shine 😂 Grace: OMG PLEASE say you can finally get me in sometime soon! 💋 Rio: Good girl 👍 Rio: Me too, more trouble than they're worth, and I'll always check what they're worth, feel me Rio: Love 'em 😂 I'd say they keep me sane but not with the shenanigans they still manage to get themselves into, nah lads Rio: You're old enough that I can vouch for you with him to get you in but Imma need to go out in Dubo with you first Rio: See how you handle your liquor, can't be risking the boss' license if you're gonna get #WGW 😏 Grace: I 100% swear down that D has a 💘 at his school but he's pulling a Jan over it so Grace: Yay! I'm buzzing Grace: Say when and I'll be on it Grace: The vibe looks EPIC in every insta it's 💕 Rio: Surely not! My babies! 😭 Rio: I've changed all ya nappies, it ain't right, I tell ya! 👵 Rio: Whenever you can pencil me in darling 💋 If you come back on the plane with me you'll only have to do the one back alone Rio: Unless you want to bring a mate but you've gotta vouch for them 'cos I don't know them enough to put my name on the line, they ain't my little sister 💛 Grace: 😂😂 I had to go full spa on him cos he was 🙎 and not vibing with the sheet masks he'd been stealing from me for WEEKS 😂😂 Grace: He's so 😍 for someone Grace: This is HAPPENING 👌 Mum'll say yes cos it's obvs for my mental health Grace: It's enough for collab our schedules tbh imagine trying to get the squad hooked up Rio: Aww! What a little sweetie! 😭 Giving me so much fodder to get 'em all with, yas gurl! 🙊 Rio: She defs knows the benefit of letting ya hair down and if she disagrees then she ain't our Muvva 👽 Rio: Same when I was your age, so many parties, so much time stretching ahead...ugh, hark at me Rio: Speaking of though, Pabs has managed to keep outta the drunk tanks since my last visit, yeah? 🙄 Chief Grace: I'd say go easy cos the acne is !! but where was mine was I was a 🍕 me and payback are bitches that have each other's backs like 😂 Grace: So welcome 💋 remember who treated you right hun 😚 Grace: Oh babe that's proper tragic 😂 Are you okay?! Grace: 🙄🙄 Grace: I'd lie to spare your feels but I can't even cos he is not forgiven! Fuck him truly Rio: Way harsh babe! Gotta share that knowledge and spot treatment 🙏 older sib duties ✌ you only gotta look out for them 3, feel MY pain when I wanna be a petty bitch please 😉😂 Rio: Clearly not, like...What tf am I like? 🙈 Rio: Still in the dog house then...I hope little miss tiny tits is too, seen her being snide on the 'gram Rio: we know she's no 😇 so as long as she's getting her share of the 💩 from you, I ain't judging on the Pabs score 👌 Grace: 😈 LMAO jks obvs I'm living for getting to flex like that Grace: Nobody else lets me near their face, their loss but still BOO Grace: Ugh yes cos he doesn't even see that he did me WRONG she was trying he's just an idiot and its like BOY NO Grace: Never learning them lessons Grace: 🚫 No worries there she's BEYOND cancelled 🚫 Grace: I hate that bitch Rio: That's why you gotta get them clients honey, just you wait, people will be BEGGIN' for your time and expertise 😘 Rio: Yeah, he's a fool in general though Rio: Not to say that ain't valid, 'cos 100% babe, but it wasn't personal, like Rio: Try to remember that 'cos he's not that boy, no matter what typa foolishness he's caught up in rn 😒 Rio: 👏 I like what I'm hearing, Gracie! So much growth! Rio: Here for it Grace: I feel you but also it's like idk it was personal to me cos she was my best friend and he knew that Grace: On some level idk Grace: Whatever I'm trying to be over it Grace: There's bigger 🐠 Rio: Fair Rio: Idk if he knows he knew...Mouthful Rio: Give him time and a chance, but that's it, sensible big sister said her piece on that, you're free to go on doing what you're doing 😜 Grace: Thanks 👑 Grace: Rio, I can forreal come to london right? Like you're not just shhing me Grace: I'm so done with this place atm Rio: Of course you can Rio: As long as the 'rents sign off on it, you can stay for as long as you like Rio: That's Dubo for ya...gets under your skin Rio: Anything else I can do, tho? Grace: 💜 Grace: Ugh it's just everything Grace: There's barely anything I can do Grace: Ignore me I'm a hormonal 👾 Rio: Have you had your B12 and folates checked? Billie and Edie were anaemic you should double-check 'cos that will have you feeling rough as Grace: 👼 You're adorbs Grace: Enough of my chatter anyway, how are you? Rio: 👀 okurr but we're coming back to this later Rio: 'cos I'm same old same old Rio: Nothing beyond the promised goss of London to report Rio: No boys, remember? Grace: 🙄🙄 Grace: Oh please you always have a boy Grace: Spill it Rio: 😨 Swear on my life, babe! Rio: Nothing and no one Grace: We're twinning then 💕 Grace: Do tell Janis 😂 Rio: Coming for ya brand Rio: Shameless 😏 like to think I could pass, not that old or having THAT crisis tho, jfc Grace: 👯💣🔥 Grace: You're flawless babe don't even stress Grace: when I'm your age I'll have to pray Rio: Aww, you doll, extra brownie points for boosting my ego 💋 Rio: What you chattin'?! We're all babes, lbr Grace: 😂 shhh avó be repping herself hard in me and no offence 👵 it's not goals 💔 lmao Grace: obrigado,... mas não, obrigado like she rocks it but she's also way old so Grace: the struggle is real 😂 Rio: You're mad gal Rio: don't be wasting your youth hating on what you'll miss Rio: though we all age like fine wine, avó paving the way 💣 Rio: Ma was onto something having us so young Grace: Don't let her hear you say that Grace: My ears are still ringing from her calling me out Rio: umm Rio: BISH YOU WHAT Grace: 🤷 No drama just Rio: You weren't on the pill? Or missed a day? Rio: We've all had the scare but I never got as far as needing to tell Mum Rio: You poor thing! 😨🙈 Grace: Well obvs that was my bad but she only made me die about a thousand times Grace: I survived Rio: Eeep! Rio: At least she didn't march you down the clinic in a shame cone like most would round here Grace: OMG like she made me go but my ootd was my own doing 🙏 Rio: Not so much as a high collar in sight 🙌 Rio: Explains your hormones though, babe, that shit will FUCK you up for ages Rio: so no worries there Grace: I know exactly what I'm in for Grace: Ugh Rio: Forreals Rio: Who'd be a fucking woman, eh? Grace: Mia. To fuck over the others Grace: kms Rio: 😂 Rio: Fueled by her PMS that one Grace: [Sends her 2 very similar selfies} which one do you vibe the most with? Rio: 1st one, s'more natural Rio: smile ALMOST reaches your eyes Grace: lmao Grace: Thanks babes Rio: if you gonna fake it 'til you make it Rio: gotta keep you the realest, ain't I? 😉 Grace: gotta keep me 😂 Rio: Wanna Rio: Blood ties aside 😘 Grace: 💜 Rio: Best get ready for work Rio: Could use you here to do my look for me, cba tonight 😐 blah Grace: I'd be living for that you know it but you'll be killing it with or without me, honey Grace: You got this gurl Rio: Cheers 🍸 Rio: I'll get the first round in when I see ya boo 💋 Grace: Yay! So excited 😚