#and her hair bein played w

[wildlcck]

no bc sadie really is so very cat coded

[lewisvinga]

L.O.V.E | alex albon x fem! reader x lily muni he

summary; no matter how many times they try to send hints, y/n couldn’t understand alex and lily’s advanced until a certain pair of brits decided to help their friends out

fc; znefer_ on ig

warnings; cursing

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minkyungseokie @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri

note; requested !

masterlist !

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yourusername: in my pilates princess era 🩰🌷

username: here before alex and lily simp over y/n

username: their comments are the highlight of my day tbh

alex_albon: you’re the prettiest princess💗

yourusername: why thank u albono🫶🫶

username: girl….

lilymhe: wow😍😍😍😍😍

yourusername: lilssss💖💖

username: she probably just thinks lily is just simply complimenting her omg bless her 😭😭😭😭

username: ugh she’s gorgeous no wonder lily and alex r obsessed w her😩

username: pilates girlies>>>>

username: the headband + straight hair combo rlly eats

username: I LOVE U Y/N

carmenmmundt: take me to pilates w you next time!!

yourusername: lmk when you’re freeeee

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yourusername: g’morning 🤎

alex_albon: good morning, how’d u sleep pretty girl🥰

yourusername: amazing! thank u for asking alexxxx💗💗

username: he’s DOWN BAD LMAOO

lilymhe: bed must’ve been pretty cold, bet i know a few people who can warm it up😁

yourusername: surprisingly cats emit a lot of body heat!!😅😅

username: y/n not taking the hint, fork found in kitchen

username: the hair is HAIRING

username: im in tears alex and lily try soooo hard😭😭😭😭

username: isn’t it weird that they both like y/n?

username: who gaf as long as it makes them happy 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

username: the hair😍😍

username: she’s so pretty i rlly understand why alex n lily are so obsessed 😩

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yourusername: i finally got the hint ??!!

tagged; alex_albon, lilymhe

lilymhe: hey pretty girl ur alllll ours now😁🤭

yourusername: alllll yours 💗 luv u

lilymhe: LUV U MY PRETTY GIRL😩😩💗💗💗💓🧡❤️💙🤎💕💕💖💖❤️❣️💜🩶

username: i think she broke lily

username: LMAOOO LILY😭😭😭

alex_albon: don’t know how many ‘you’re such a good friend!’ i could handle before going crazy, doesn’t matter now bc now we have you😌❤️❤️

yourusername: i would like to sincerely apologize for bein so slow😞😞 but at least u both have me :p ! 💓💓

username: finally she admits she was being slow i thought us talking abt their crushes in her comments was enough for her to get the hint 😭😭

username: OMG FINALLYYY

username: lily and alex’s patience fr worked

username: ugh they’re all so fine

username: it only took you months babe !!!

georgerussell63: uhm EXCUSE ME???

landonorris: ikr😒😒😒😒

yourusername: thank u guys for making me realize the truth😁

alex_albon: i can’t believe these dumbasses fr did it

lilymhe: THANK U BOTH

landonorris: fuck u alex_albon WE PLAYED CUPID FOR YOU

username: not lando and george helping 😭

username: my 2019 rookies ❤️‍🩹

username: george and lando are so sassy LMAOO

[backwzzds]

what about a sequel to the plug!zoro cheating on you w/ his girl? he broke up with her. some time goes by and zoro & y/n are at a kick back, getting a little frisky with each other and boom she just shows up.

no because you two would be at some barbecue held in franky’s massive backyard. of course the party animal had to have a pool, so you and the girls were dressed in small fitting bikinis. franky of course couldn’t keep his eyes off robin in her violet colored two piece, and nami sported an orange bikini top that was entirely too small for her tits with small shorts. yours was an olive green color working so well with your undertones, you didn’t even realized that it was damn near similar to zoro’s hair color till people pointed it out.

zoro was sitting against a beach chair with his back to the seat as he smoked on a backwood with you perched into his lap. he proudly took turns betweeen taking a pull of his weed and kissing you on the lips, the two of you sharing the routine for the last few hours.

“zoro get in the pool! it’s nice, haha!” luffy giggled excitedly. “we’re playing tag!”

zoro couldn’t help but roll his eyes at his childish best friend. “i’m good, thanks.” he gestured to his lit wood. with a look up to you, he saw you scrolling through your phone as you rested your side against his body. “y’wanna go in the pool mama?”

you shake your head. “got wet for the day already,” you reply, but do a double take when you see zoro smirk at you.

with a large hand gripping the flesh of your fatty ass, he teased, “yeah? when?”

you kissed your teeth and slapped his chest. “stop bein’ nasty you perv. ‘m finna call the cops.” zoro laughs at your threat before taking another pull of his wood.

“yeah, whatever you say, baby.”

you two end up spending the next few minutes making out, without a care in the world. zoro and your entire friend group didn’t bat an eyelash at the fact that you two were together. zoro had finally broken up with his girlfriend, but he was sure that it wasn’t the case on her end. she was delusional, worse than you.

you spend time in the boy’s arms, getting a whiff of his day old cologne and masculine musk as you two watch videos on your phone. the giggles and laughterspread amongst your friends had stopped and was replaced by numerous yells.

your own friends had joined the party just hours ago, your closest friend armani somewhere in the corner making out with nami. but when you heard armani’s familar loud voice from across the pool, that was when you grew concerned.

suddenly, a familiar figure storms their way over to your direction. “hey, you’re like trespassing on private property bro!” franky yelled as he tried to chase after the girl. within thirty seconds, zoro’s girlfriend—or as he says, ex— is in front of you.

she gives you one look before letting out a laugh. “of course. i knew you’d be fucking with her.”

zoro furrowed his eyebrows. “the fuck did you find me?”

the red girl points to her phone angrily. i fucking tracked your car and phone here!”

“ooh, damn,” you hear usopp turn and pretend to mind his business. but from his side eye and the corner of his long nose, you could tell he was still being nosy. by now, the entire party was.

“you fucking tracked me? are you insane?” zoro delicately lifts you up to place you next to him on the seat so he could properly sit up. “we’re not fucking together no more!”

“that’s not fair, zoro!” his ex cried. “you did that shit out of nowhere, i think i deserve some sort of explanation!”

standing up, you try to mediate the situation. “girl, i think y’all should step inside so no one hears—“

“i don’t owe you a fuckin’ explanation!” zoro exclaims from behind you.

“fuck you, you whore!” the girl points at you. “you’ve been fucking my boyfriend from the start, you dirty bitch!”

now you grow angry. “i’ve been fucking ‘your boyfriend’ since we were sixteen,” is all you say, knowing that would get under her skin. it was true though, zoro’s always wanted you, even before he started selling. you just never cared to give his ass the time of day mostly. “and you met him when, two years ago? please lil girl.”

zoro’s ex scoffs. “yeah okay, home wrecking whore—“

“you sure? i coulda sworn it was a section 8 apartment with the way you’re always up on niggas that’s not him!”

you wouldn’t even call your relationship with zoro homewrecking, not when you had him first and have been on and off with him since you both were teenagers. you just never anticipated that the little fling he had with the girl woulf have turned into something at the very least semi-serious. besides, you’d never fucked zoro when he was in a committed relationship with his then girlfriend at the time. out of simple respect for her, you had stepped back from him and whatever he had going on with her until he assured you that he was done with her and only wanted you.

“don’t get me started bitch before i hurt your feelings,” you threatened, giving the shorter girl a hard look.

zoro’s ex rolls her eyes. “yeah? you think he wants you when he’s coming home to me every other night?”

now you were on ten. “you gotta get a refund on that tracker baby cuz it aint telling the truth. not when the nigga live at my house. you check behind his ear lately? who name on that shit?”

color drains from the girl’s face as she watches zoro look at her with blank eyes. low and behold was your name in a beautiful script font, right behind his ear. his favorite spot he loved for you to kiss.

“you’re insane as fuck. you tried to track this nigga, trap this nigga, thinking a baby gon make him stay. he doesn’t fucking want you!” you scream. you were never this mean. but she was testing your nerves, and you had to show her you didn’t even play like that. “now you just got embarrassed. right after i told you to go inside with him on that bullshit.”

zoro’s ex makes a move to plunge towards you, but zoro successfully catches her in his strong grasp. “let me go!” the girl screams, attemtpinf to lunge at you. you mirror her actions, only to be held back by franky’s own strong grip.

“zee, take your bitch outside before i beat her ass bro!” you heathe, glaring at the girl who was matching your expression. even he couldn’t contain your anger at the moment. it was good franky was holding you back. zoro does as told and practically hauls his ex out the backyard on his shoulder. from a distance, you can see her calm down and melt into his embrace.

“that was some crazy shit,” usopp breathed out.

as if on cue, luffu exits the house with a big BBQ chicken leg in his hand, food stuffed in his mouth. “what the hell happened?”

[twsted-time]

Overblot bois vs dirty songs

How will the overblot bois react to their girlfriend listening (and dancing to dirty songs from her world.

CW: face fucking on Leona’s part. Established relationships. Mention of malleus having two cocks

Riddle:

Song: hips don’t lie

Face turns red immediately

You can’t tell if his embarrassed or angry

Collars you for being immoral (if you are in public)

If not he just scolds you for listening to such things.

Would forbid you to listen to them again.

“W-Why are you listening to something like that!?” He stuttered. “It’s a song from my world.” You whined. “A-Are all songs from your world this… dirty…” he trailed off. You shook your head. “No but there are worse out there.”

Leona

Song:MONTERO

Wonders why you woke him up.

When he sees how you are dancing to the song as well as listening to the lyrics he decides to just watch you.

Till you make a motion to the lyrics “Shot a child in your mouth while I’m riding”

Suddenly you don’t even to get finish the song as you are pushed to your knees with Leona infront of you.

You can barely breathe with the rough pass Leona had set thrusting into your throat. “Hah.. if you wanted to swallow my cum herbivore. You could hav said so. “ he panted out as his hands gripped your hair.

Azul:

Song: Daisy (don’t ask I wanna save some of the others for later)

Is appalled by how vulgar the song starts.

Then is also a bit put off by. How much the song curses.

Till it starts “I’m crazy but you like that. I bite back, daisies on your night stand”

He can’t help but watch how your hips move.

Is very glad you two are the only ones in the vip room

“My pearl must you move like that?” He asked trying not to look up at you by fake focusing on his contracts. You smile and wink at him before just continuing to dance. Managing to catch his gaze every now and then with a huge blush on his face.

Jamil

Song: candy shop

Is horrified at first

But his eyes can’t help but drift to your hips

Kinda realize the lyrics aren’t about candy

Try not to get too sexual with the song.

Right as you bend over hand over your pussy when the female voice goes ‘keep going till you hit the spot’ you feel his hand on your back. “My desert flower… I would very much appreciate it if you didn’t do that. You try to stand up but his hand is pushing on your back. “Jamil…” you could hear him groan a bit. Then you knew you were in for a long night.

Vil

Song: unholy

Shakes his head.

Can’t help but watch you through the mirror of his vanity.

Curses under his breath in German tho mostly can hide how you are effecting him.

Till you drop down and back up hands lifting up your hair. Fluffing up and push out your hips.

You find yourself pinned to his bed. “V-Vil?” You call out his name. “Du bist ein ungezogenes Mädchen... hoffen wir, dass deine Beine halten können” your lover spoke in his native tongue. Your eyes widened as he said. You knew exactly what you were in for that night.

Idia

Song: S&M

He was trying to play his game why must you distract him.

His hair turning pink gave him away to tell you what you wer doing was working.

Had to turn his mic off.

Ultimately ended up losing turning his chair around right on time to see you bent over ass facing him as you slowly begain to rise up.

Idia got up from. Having an unknown burst of what you could could call. Brat taming energy. Suddenly getting knocked off your feet with your usually shy boyfriend on top of you. “Y/N… I hope you are prepared to face the consequences for making me lose that match.” The night was filled with edging and overstimulation. Crying out that it was too much, but him telling you that you could take it.

Malleus

Song: spiritual healing

When he first hears the name he doesn’t think much I’ve it.

When the real song starts he looks confused then he watches your movements.

At “the way she suck my soul I need some spiritual healing.” He watched how your hips moved.

Malleus placed his hands on your hips and you could feel his hard cocks against your thigh. “Child of man. You should know better then to rile me up like that…” Your eye widened. “Safe word?” He asked. “Strawberry” he nodded. “Good” and that was the last thing you remember

[heartsforvin]

pls do a fluff where the reader pranks vinnie, like is about to leave for the store evertime he kisses the reader she just wipes it off. and in the end vinnie just stays home and cuddle w herr

STOLEN KISSES

thank you for the request ! i hope you like it <33

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; vin bein sad you don’t wanna give him affection, cussing, fluff <33

summary; vinnie just wants to give you kisses before he goes out, but you decide to mess with him and wipe them away

sitting on his bed with hera in your lap, you see vinnie make his way into his room. smiling, you greet him before he walks into his closet.

“what are your plans today?” you ask, not knowing if his schedule is booked full or not.

vinnie peaks his head out to look at you, you can see his bare tattooed chest, which makes you blush.

“gotta run to the store, i’ll be back in a bit,” he says, going back into the closet to put on a shirt.

he walks out and you can’t help but smile. you lift hera up in the air so vinnie can kiss her head, placing her gently on the bed after he does.

vinnie leans in to kiss you but once the two of you do, you immediately wipe it away, making him furrow his brows.

he leans in again and kisses you with more passion this time, wondering if that was your issue.

once you wipe your lips again he realizes it wasn’t. he goes in again, thinking a third times a charm, right?

obviously you would pull away if you didn’t want to kiss him, right? or you’d tell him you didn’t want to. so why are you wiping them away?

“baby, are you feelin’ okay?” he asks, stroking your cheek softly.

you lean into his touch. “yeah, why?” you ask, trying to play cool.

you can tell he knows something is up with you, but you try to play it off as best you can.

“do you not want to kiss me?” he questions. completely ignoring your previous one.

you stand up and walk to his bathroom, vinnie stands where he’s been for the past two minutes and then sees you come out.

“come on, i gotta go before it gets dark. if you don’t want to kiss me that’s fine, but don’t wipe them away.” he explains.

it wasn’t too early in the day but it wasn’t too late either. nighttime however, would be here before they knew it and vinnie didn’t want to be out too late.

you could tell he was getting either mad or sad, you hated when he was either, you never wanted to see him like that, especially if you were the cause.

not wanting to push your boundaries if you didn’t want a proper kiss, vinnie kissed your cheek, thinking that it would’ve fine.

you wiped that off too, but with a smile on your face.

vinnie furrowed his brows. “you fuckin’ with me, aren’t you?” he asks, and he can’t help but smile when he hears you giggle.

he grabs you by the waist and pulls you into him, the two of you falling on to the bed in a fit of laughter.

“the store can wait, gimme a kiss for all the ones you wiped off.” he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

you smiled as you leaned in, giving him a passionate kiss from all the ones you stole away from him.

“i love you, sweetheart.” vinnie whispers, planting a quick kiss to your forehead.

snuggling into him, you breathe in his cologne, feeling so safe with him.

“i love you too, vin. sorry for messing with you.” you reply, looking up at him with a goofy smile.

he laughs. “it’s okay, i should’ve known it was a prank, you never don’t want to kiss me.” he tells you with a smirk.

he knows that’s one hundred percent true, but he is the same way.

hera comes back on the bed, snuggling into you and vinnie. the blonde kisses the cat’s head and then kisses you.

the three of you spend the rest of the night cuddled up together in the warmth of vinnies bed.

this one’s a bit shorter (i think ???) but i hope you liked it !! thank you again for the request, it was so cute <3

also, i have another headcanon post coming out most likely today but if not, def tomorrow so look out for that !!

[f10werfae]

Can you give us an example of Henry giving the twins the stink eye and them running to their Momma and her defending them? I love this sweet little family and your writing.

“Iris off now please, that’s not a plaything” Henry sighed seeing his daughter playing around in his workshop.

“But it is dada, it’s a horsey, p-plus all your tools are gone” Iris replied back sassily rocking back and forth on the wooden horse she had asked her daddy to make her, she had him wrapped around her baby finger. “Iris, don’t answer back, now pop off back inside please and behave yourself” At the sound of her daddy’s harsh stern tone, her lips tightened and chin creased. “F-fine don’t want horsey anyway”

“Good cause bad girls don’t get horseys” As soon as she heard her daddy call her a bad girl she knew exactly what to do, she knew her daddy’s weakness. “M-momma” Iris cried out with tears at the corner of her eyes, running towards the living room she saw her brother Beau playing with Marly on the couch as Y/n combed his hair lovingly; their new sibling housed comfortable in her stomach.

When Y/n saw her teary baby her face immediately fell into a pout, “W-what’s wrong Iris baby” Y/n cooed opening her arms and letting her baby fall into her chest, kisses being peppered onto her head. “P-papa was bein’ a meanie and no say sorry” She said through hiccups, Y/n’s eyebrows furrowing as her eyes landed on her husband who walked in with one hand scuffing his beard.

“H-Hen? What d-do ya have to say for yourself?” Y/n scolded with a pout still playing on her lips, Iris hugging her momma’s neck as she gave Henry a face (all of a sudden her tears had stopped and baby Iris had a glorious smirk on her face)

“You little-“

“H-Hen stop it! She’s our b-baby and you were bein’ mean!”

“Baby bun she was playin’ about on the horse-“

“That’s what t-the horse is for no?” Y/n said fiercely, knowing she was going to win this argument, she won every argument. “You’re right baby i’m sorry, I’m sorry to my other baby too” Henry sighed bending over and plucking Iris into his arms before whispering into his daughter’s ear, “You smart little rat, i’ll get you for that”

“Sure you will papa!” She smiled wiggling out of his arms and running towards her playroom with Beau not long following her. “Do I gotta make it up to you too huh?” Henry whispered slotting himself beside Y/n on the sofa, his arm tucking her into his side; his other hand smoothing over her growing stomach. “I know how you can daddy”

[pumpkinsy0]

this post is about the shepards having autism/being on the spectrum, strap in,,,

btw to b clear, they all got some other stuff goin on w em mentally, but im focusing on them bein autistic rn, im a bit rusty when it comes to talking about them w autism bc i havent talked about it in so long, I HOPE THIS ALL MADE SENSE

tim- the same way ppl see darry as being autistic is how i feel w tim, its not much of a difference honestly, so ion have much to say. he comes off as cold but he’s rlly not, he’s blunt and that makes him come off as rude to a ton of ppl and so therefore unapproachable, generally prefers to be alone minus like a few ppl (those ppl being angela and curly, and hes kinda had to grow to get used to pony being around a bit). he kinda has a monotone voice. he does have a same routine generally speaking and HATES when it gets fucked up somehow, he gets pretty agitated. his special interest is maybe like, space or somethin like that, but he seems pretty casual about it so ppl dont exactly understand that its literally a special interest, if that makes sense. he can notice patterns n small things other ppl wouldnt. i could see him having synesthesia and pain insensitivity, thats part of the reason y ppl think hes so tough in fights, they think hes just so used to fights he cant rlly get hurt like others can but no, he genuinely just doesnt react to pain stimuli that much 

curly- hes the one out of all three of em where i actually have him more fleshed out😭

he does stim, however its things that r deemed as more “normal” to do in front of others like bouncing his leg, tapping something, etc etc, but i will tell u a good chink of his stiff is chewed bc he just “felt like biting something”. he doesnt know the volume of his own voice and that gets him into a bit of trouble, sometimes hes rude genuinely without even meaning to and he things thats just bc hes a shepard, he has his moments where he takes shit literally or just doesnt get social rules. honestly i could see him being either a lil too clingy physically or him hating being touched by others, maybe hes a mix of both. he also has pain insensitivity and like i said, ppl think its bc hes gotten into so many fights, he just doesnt feel that pain no more, but nope, genuinely registers pain differently BUT if u want him to be hypersensitive to touch, i will tell u that he is tender headed so tim always has trouble braiding his hair especially when he was younger. this is like more modern day ish hc of him but ik he would be repeating words/phrases over and over (its called echolalia i think). doesnt rlly make eye contact a while bunch, its not bc hes nervous or it makes him uncomfortable tho its just like, a thing he does idk how to explain it. hes autistic but if u literally just got this nigga someone to get a look at him it becomes pretty obvious hes autistic, hes literally not even masking, if u had someone u hc to be autistic and they looked at him on his day to day life theyre def goin “hmm,,,”. hes def gotten into a fight bc he was overstimulated lmao

his special interest can b bugs or horror movie or something along those lines

angela- my girl angela,,,,shes the one masking thee HARDEST i just know it, ppl would deny shes autistic the most bc they dont understand autism in women, they would just say “shes just being a normal girl”, and i cant explain it bc we would b here for a while, but i will tell u she would show an obvious sign of being autistic and it gets written off bc ppl just see that as her being girly. ANYWAYS, shes hypersensitive (which means shes a bit tender headed, save my black girl), she gets annoyed by minor changes, has trouble making friends and this is for a multitude of reasons but her being autistic is one of em, has less obvious stims, she mostly plays w her hair, her special interest is more “socially accepted for a girl” and so ppl dont even see that as being her special interest which leads to her being undiagnosed, lowkey imitates other ppls hand gestures, and i have other ideas for her but i need to wrap this up this is becoming an essay😭😭

ANYWAYS they r undiagnosed bc they 1) dont have the resources to get tested lmao 2) they r black and black ppl tend to get misdiagnosed w something else bc they r so underrepresented  and 3) they r immigrants and immigrant parents dont rlly believe in having mental issues lmfao 4) they arent the “textbook outlook” of autism

[princesspastel8]

Chapter 31

Third POV

Eboni stands near her bed, only dressed in Jeff's white hoodie. The killer, on the other hand, remains shirtless and in a pair of black skinny jeans. He's sitting on the edge of her bed pissed out of his mind. Not only did his girl knee him, but her shitty friends are a bunch of cockblockers.

Jeff bounces his leg, trying his best to cool down for Eboni's sake. Wait- scratch that, the teen will be getting a huge punishment once he's given a chance. Currently, everyone is staring at one another, Jeff's eyes mostly train on how good Eboni looks in his hoodie. He'd make sure to have her wear it more often.

"So let me get this shit straight- ya' two just been fuckin' each other for fun? So like yall a thing now or?" Taylor questions, her lip quirk upward in disgust.

The two never spoke about dating. That isn't their thing. They don't need it to be their thing. Eboni knows how Jeff is and how he struggles to voice his emotions. Though she wouldn't mind them placing a label on what they have, but she respects Jeff enough to not bring the topic up in conversation anymore.

"No. We're just fuck buddies. Nothing more, nothing less." She shrugs, placing her hands on her hips.

Jeff looks up at her, tilting his head. He doesn't like the way his heart clenches at her words. Sure, that's what they are - that's what he wants them to remain. But hearing it out loud, from Eboni, pisses him off - but he chooses to stay quiet, watching how all of this will play out.

"Tch, be right back." He said, walking to Eboni's bathroom and begins washing his hands and splashing cold water on his face in jopes to calm his raging nerves.

"Mk...we'll get back ta' that topic lata'. You gotta loooota' shit to explain, though! Going MIA on us while news keeps breakin' on Red Rida' gangs bein' killed left and righ'!"

The teen shrugs, moving to her dresser, and grabs a rubberband to tie her afro into a puff. "Don't know what you're talking about."

"Like hell ya' do!" Taylor argues, storming over and pushing her slightly. "Any idea the shit I keep gettin'!?"

The force of the push makes Eboni stubble a bit but isn't enough to knock her over. Eboni side eyes Taylor, going back to paying attention to her hair. "And? Your shit has nothing to do with me."

Taylor scoffs and pushes her again. "We agreed ta' not start shit with 'em! Ya' said ya' wouldn'ta! Fuckin' lie'a!"

"Taylor, stop! Look at her ankle. She's hurt! S-Something bad clearly happened. L-Look around her room..." Iris said, trying to calm her friend down from her aggressive state.

"Well, gonna tell us wha' happened or keep more secrets, huh?!" Taylor moves to push Eboni again, but Jeff moves to grab her wrist, gripping it tightly.

Somethings bothering the killer since he first laid eyes on Taylor. Something about her puts him on edge, which isn't a normal occurrence. He isn't a fan of this girl being anywhere near Eboni. Jeff glares down at her. Her five foot seven height, almost matching, his six foot height.

Taylor doesn't back down. Instead, she grips his wrist. "Oh? Am I 'posed ta' be scared of this joka' wanna be bitch?"

His grip tightens, the killer seconds away from snapping her wrist. Taylor admits that this guy is far stronger than her - even stronger than Masky. The crazed look in his eyes has her regret her actions. Maybe that masked male was right. Jeff isn't one to mess with.

"Fuck...fuck if you weren't her 'friend' I would've killed you already. No one touches what's mine." He growls.

Eboni quickly wraps her arms around Jeff, hoping its enough to calm him down - but it isn't. A force knocks Jeff away from Taylor and Eboni - his body pinned to the wall. His eyes widen, confused as to how this happened when nothing touched him? He knows Eboni doesn't have the strength to keep him in place - but a woman among them does.

There stands Luna, her blue hair and eyes glowing brightly as her hands are covered in a light blue hue. It doesn't take long for Jeff to put the pieces together. He smiles, beginning to laugh loudly.

"Well, I'll be damned! You're the witch that has Toby wrapped around your finger, aren't you!? The most powerful bitch working under Zalgo! Maaaaan slenderman hates you!" He cackles.

Eboni looks between the two, glaring at Taylor. "Accuse me of being a liar when you three are the ones keeping the most secrets. Fucking  Hippocrate." She frowns, turning to Luna. "Drop Him. Now." The teen warns, not caring what she'll do if Luna doesn't listen.

Luna sighs, releasing Jeff aa falls onto the ground, still cracking up in a fit of laughter. Eboni moves to his side, waiting for him to calm down. In the meantime, she eyes Luna and Iris. "So....you two aren't human?"

Iris doesn't answer, lowering her head in shame. "Iris is. I'm not. I've been a part of Zalgo since I was born."

"You have to be lying about your age, too. You look...way older. You two also look nothing alike." Eboni bluntly states.

Luna looks at Iris before nodding her head. "We're half sisters. Different mothers, same father. I'm twenty-five. I've been training under Zalgo ever since I was seven in order to keep Iris away from him."

"Then how did you meet Toby?" She questions, both her and Jeff moving to sit back down on her bed.

"About a year or two ago, Slenderman sent him to kill me. Toby was the strongest at the time, but he was no match for me. One year later, Masky and Hoodie joined in - they still failed."

Jeff looks at Iris and Taylor, still laughing. "H-Holy shit! So these are bitches they've been fucking!? So who's with who?"

Iris blushes heavily, playing with her fingers shyly. "H-Hoodie..." which means Taylor is stuck with Masky.

"Enough 'bout us. It's yo turn ta' talk Eboni." Taylor frowns, crossing her arms over her chest.

Jeff's mood quickly shifts at the sound of Taylor's voice. He finds it so damn annoying. Her pussy has to be good to make Masky still deal with someone like that. "She doesn't have to answer to anyone but me." He corrects her.

"The fuck? Who fuckin' made you owner of ha'?" Taylor challenges. "Who's ta' say you ain't do that shit ta' ha' ankle!?"

"He didn't." Both Luna and Eboni said for different reasons.

"She still has ta' answer my questions! Like those deaths in my gang!" Taylor exclaims in frustration.

"You...and your annoying country accent. I see why Masky said what he said. Fuck you're a authoritive, bossy bitch who thinks she can tell anyone whatever the fuck she wants people do to. Well not me! And I won't let you do the same shit to what's mine." He warns. "You might've thrown yourself at anything that walks to get what you want, but that gross shit ain't gonna work on me." He warns, seeing right through the blonde teen.

"Why ya' son of a-!"

Eboni quickly raises her hand. "Oh my gosh, stop the bullshit bickering - it's giving me a headache. Look Taylor, friday night I was jumped by three chicks that work under slenderman. It was mostly his crazy fangirl's idea - but none of that matters. I kicked their asses." She grins.

"Mhm...mk, but that doesn't -"

"I've been killing those irritating bitches, pure slenderman request." Jeff shrugs, tempted to pull Eboni onto his lap - he decides to do that rather quickly.

"Fuckin' hell! Why!?"

"Hell, if I know. I'm just the killer." He smirks, enjoying the way Taylor's face scrunched up in frustration.

However, he doesn't favor that disgust and judgmental look in her eyes that are looking at his girl. So subconsciously, he wraps his arms tighter around her, glaring daggers at Taylor. The smiling killer can't bring himself to trust her in the slightest.

"Now that we cleared the -"

"Why him? Outta all the psychos ta' let dick ya' down - why him?" Taylor questions, remembering Masky's clear warning if she were to ever encounter him. Simply advice- run, do not fight no matter what. You wouldn't win.

Jeff almost lashes out again until Eboni begins laughing loudly, leaning back onto Jeff. She moves to wrap her arms around his shoulders, pressing light kisses to his neck - which he deeply enjoys.

"Why not?"

It's in this moment that the smiling killer desperately wants to rip his hoodie clothing her body and fuck her like a wild animal. He grins wickedly, tilting his head so Eboni has more access to adore his throat like she should.

"Why not pick a man that makes you feel sooo good?" The teen laughs, almost moaning at the thoughts of all the things he's done to her. "No one has ever made me feel so good, so wanted."

"That cause ya' haven't had a taste of anyone else." Taylor says harshly.

Eboni moves to straddle Jeff's lap, his hands firmly on her ass. The teen turns her head, glaring sharply at Taylor - her comment upsetting her. "I don't want to. All I want... all I need is Jeff. No one else...can compare.." she remarks, her lips lightly brushing against his.

The three can feel the sexual tension built in the room the more those two stare at each other. Taylor clears her throat, catching their attention. The blonde has one more question to ask.

"There's a holloween party. Some guy I know is throwin' this weekend. Iris ain't goin' since a certain killer ain't gonna let ha'. Maybe yours isn't ta' uptight." Taylor grins, making Jeff glare.

Eboni isn't a social butterfly. She hates crowded places and always prefers to be at home. But she has friends now - people to actually go places with. She looks at the killer, feeding him her pleading honey brown eyes. Once again, how can he say no to those eyes?

Yet he's struggling to say yes. Something about this doesn't sit well with him. His gut is screaming at him to tell her no, but she looks so eager to go - to give it a try, to maybe be a normal high school teenager for once. So with a drawn-out sigh, Jeff nods his head with earns a squeal and hug from her.

"Thank you, Daddy!" Eboni cheers happily.

Jeff grumbles, grabbing the back of her head - whispering in her ear, "you better fucking behave yourself. I mean that shit - do you understand me?"

"Yes... yes, Daddy, I do.." she whispers, squirming on his lap.

"Good girl." He hums, pulling back to lock his lips with hers.

The kiss is long, loud, tongue tied, and drawn out - all on purpose. Though Eboni's eyes are close enjoying this moment, Jeff's are wide open- staring daggers at the three girls, mostly Taylor. This is him claiming his territory, showing them - reminding them that they are nothing but gum under his boots.

This girl is his. Eboni belongs to him. And no one will get in between that, not even her friends. No force on this earth can keep him away from her. The smiling killer is here to stay. whether they support it or not. Matter of fact, their opinions don't matter - only Eboni's, when he ask for her input on something. The girl is right where she belongs, caged in between his arms, and sat right on his lap.

The three watch on, trying to hold his unnerving star- but Iris and Luna back down. Taylor, however, doesn't. She gladly takes on the challenge this smiling killer is placing. She knows Jeff isn't good for Eboni. They all do. He'll eventually destory her, making her lose sight of her very self. So Taylor will definitely become the force that attempts to keep the two apart.

Jeff groans, breaking the kiss - a line of spit stretching from their lips as he pulls away. He grins at the blissful look in Eboni's eyes. "Gotta go, princess."

"So soon?" She whines, moving her hips against his obvious bulge.

He grunts, gripping her hips tightly. The killer is so close to losing his composer and fucking her right in front of her friends. "Shit...the things you do to me." He whispers. "You got school tomorrow. I'll be back before that party. We'll have our fun before you go."

Eboni huffs, pouting but nods her head. Jeff lifts the girl off his lap as he stands. He leans down to give her another quick kiss. "Keep the hoodie. I got plenty."

"Yes daddy.."

He smiles, sparing another glare at her friends as he walks to her window - opening it. "I'll text you, princess." He winks before jumping out of the window, leaving a giddy Eboni and three stunned females - still processing that shameless display of PDA.

[zeltqz]

gonna yap for nothing but why do you think there is no criminal + black mmc romance novels? like not about how violence is bad and dark romance is problematic but girlies love “he only is soft for her and he is a serial killer with aspd yet he did this that for her” reading. and what makes difference when a black man lets say came from gang culture do same things? others sells drgs and guns and do stuff too. is it bein classy w they are italian n wear suits n play old money lmao

Gonna be real I never thought about this before and when you word it like this I’m probably gonna make the biggest reach and say it’s cuz of racism. There’s no difference from a man in the mafia vs a dude from the hood in a gang aside from the fact one is seen is ghetto and one is seen as like professional businessman type shit. You know?

Me personally I’ll read anything. Why I love Tokyo revengers lmao. I love all that gang stuff. But there is a clear double standard and it’s because of racism

And there’s a lack of black mcs anywhere tbh. That’s why x black reader exists, to try give us some clear representation. Because growing up reading fics I always hated it when I was reading a fic and they always threw in some shit like “he Ran his fingers through your straight hair” or “you blushed a hot red” and i was like oh okay

It just ruins the experience for me because now I know this wasn’t meant for me, which makes it so annoying because it’s supposed to be a READER fic as in any details on appearance shouldn’t exist.

I try to keep my stories as unambiguous as possible and so far I think I’m doing a good job. Unless I get a request asking for chubby reader, or tall reader, then I leave details out.

[nightlist]

the collection woo baby letz go

'im gonna be around more' *narrator voice* he waz not, in fact, gonna be around more

OH THEY JUZT ZTRAIGHT UP IMMEDIATELY HIT HIM W A CAR ZHIT OKAY DHASKJDHK

NO GODDAMMIT WE ZHPULDNT ZEE HIZ FACE WHY COULDNT YOU LET HIM ZTAY MAZKED GOD THATZ EVEN ZTUPIDER THAN HIZ FUCKING BIG CLUB MAZZACRE COME ONNNNN

diverzity win!!! thiz zerial killer doez not dizcriminate

the intro to the firzt one waz better.

oh the dad iz alive. it waz funnier when he waz dead

unfortunately for had the whole opening zpoilered already, the brother guy iz my favorite character. at leazt arkin comez back

… okay i ztill dont like the club thing but the bigger effectz budget iz definitely working for me

zo much of the vibez in the firzt one waz from how contained the zetting waz putting the collector in a bigger building with thiz many people removez zo much atmozphere and perzonality. i can even get behind the zequel being in his lair but the open iz juzt. bad. itz bad.

okay the idea of him zending arkin a note and FLOWERZ?? iz funny enough that ill accept it

at leazt they kept the eye zhiny

oh thatz actually a really fucking cool way of arkin keeping track of where they went. i really love that

and elena uzing her goddamn bra clip to open the box?? HELL YEAH MORE OF THIZ PLEAZE

alzo, how long haz pazzed between moviez. the cutz dont look more than a week old but thatz bazed on my cutz and idk how deep arkin went which would affect the healing time. im gonna guezztimate lezz than 2 weekz at leazt

i dont like him having multiple people trunckz. the zingle red one iz diztinctive and helpz give more character to the collector, with him doing one hunt at a time and only one bait

at leazt hiz face haz been kept diztorted why did they need to make him more human ;-;

WAIT HE HAZ HAIR NOW?? GODDAMMIT THERE GOEZ THE TWO WEEKZ THING

im probably putting more thought into the cut continuity timeline than the creatorz did actually but i want a timeline here! not zure why tho. ok judging by the hair growth itz been at leazt like. 3-4 monthz. and thatz azzuming colliez hair growz very quickly

OHOHOHOOOHH YEZ W THE FLAZHY LIGHTZ GOOD ME LIKEY

ooo and arkinz uzin it againzt collie!! nice

i dont rlly like having the whole. collie bein horny implicationz w abby. there are timez when the killer bein horny workz and for collie it really doeznt.

on one hand, arkin zhould know better than to not expect everything to be a trap everywhere. on the other, thinking collie wouldnt trap hiz own door handlez iz pretty acceptable az to why hed touch zomethin w/out looking at it. and if arkin waz juzt zomehow able to perfectly avoid every trap collie zet it would feel like they removed even the zlightezt of ztakez from hiz character. zo im okay with it

arkinz hide rezponze iz triggered by the heavy footztepz cuz collie wearz the big bootz :3 nice

akdjjd i love the wierd taxidermy! that mizt have been fun for the sfx team

ok arkin i meed you to ztop putting ur fingerz in keyholez it cannot end well

you couldnt have at leazt kept it all in a saw ezque grimy gorey warehouze? cmon yall

I FUCKING GUEZZED RIGHT HE WAZ PLAYING A RECORDING I KNEWWWW ITTTTTT

ok it waz a tranzmizziom not prerecorded but ztill i waz Moztly Right

NOOOO DONT HAVE COLLIE UZE GUNZ COME ON I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT

‘id love to fuckin have a piece of you’

zo did they forget arkinz arm got zo broken we could very clearly zee the bone outline. what iz happening here

yez elena breaking the tankz iz all thematic and cool looking. but the chance of that zhit being flammable waz zo high.

arkin livez!! yay. i rlly hope rich old dude payz for hiz therapy too cuz hez gonna need zo much of it

now how the fuck would collie have gotten out of there. i liked the vaguely teleporty zhit in the firzt but that iz to much. thatz bullzhit. he doeznt even have any burn markz

final notez: the firzt one waz definitely better. i did not want the collector to get any zort of backztory (or gunz. what the hell even waz that) zo every bit of that waz annoying but alzo not the worzt it could have been.

[bleedingredridinghood]

It's been six months. Only six months. Kirishima forced him to get a new phone. He hasn't even bothered to fill in the contacts or anything else. He's dropping in the polls. He isn't eating. He isn't sleeping. He stays out too late, hoping a mission goes wrong.

Finally, the agency he's at demands he makes a public appearance. He listens. He doesn't care to argue.

Then, he sees her.

The person he despises more than anything.

The person who did this to him.

The person who told him she'd explain it all away. She'd set the record straight. She'd fix it all.

She lied. She lied, and now, you hate him.

So, he hates her.

She approaches him.

He stares at her blankly.

Fans gush, hoping their suspicions about the two dating are right.

"It's nice to see you," She speaks softly, all warm smiles and glossy lips.

He just stares.

She touches his arm.

He slaps her hand away.

She, and their fans, gasp.

"K-Ka--"

"It's Dynamight to you." He snarls, baring his teeth. This is the first emotion he has felt in months.

"What are you talking about?" She laughs, but her eyes pleading with him: Just play it up for the public. Keep it going. We both need this.

He spits at her feet.

"I'm talkin' about you bein' a lying, useless, conniving bitch." He booms. "A vapid, two-faced, chode-chomping whore who should have never had a hero license to begin with." He knows he's going too far. He knows he should stop. But he doesn't. It isn't that he doesn't care-- he doesn't want to stop.

"K-... Dynamight--"

"Tell. Them." He starts moving towards her.

She steps back.

"Tell them what you did!" He roars, and suddenly his friends are on him, holding him back.

They're pulling him away, trying to calm him down while he screams his hatred to her. He's crying, breaking, shattering to pieces.

And she turns, after a breath, and smiles. "I'll have to check on him later," she says, like it's funny.

Not realizing who was still on stage.

Uravity and Pinky remain while the boys had dragged Bakugou off. They both turn to her.

Pinky, without missing a beat, walks towards her. "Hi," She greets, tossing her hair over her shoulder while she smiles so warmly at this woman.

She smiles back at her. "Oh, hi, I don't think we've met." She says.

Pinky nods, still smiling, "No, we haven't." She says, her voice becoming venomous.

She lifts her hand as though to offer this woman a handshake, but instead opts to backhand her so hard that she falls on her ass.

"And I really am glad for that." Pinky says, still smiling. "Because I hate you. Everything about you. And I hope you die alone."

The woman stammers, "W-wha--"

"He was going to propose to her. He bought the ring." Uravity steps in. "He wanted to marry her. He had her father's blessing."

The woman gapes, "That bitch?" She laughs, a cruel, vicious sound.

"Our friend." The two correct in unison.

Suddenly, from the tarp behind them, an image is projected. It's damning evidence of her attempts at blackmailing Dynamight-- of her admitting that what she had fabricated to blackmail him with was completely fraudulent and manufactured.

The person running the projector? Creati. "Blackmail is a felony." She speaks from where she stands in the crowd.

"B-but--" the woman sputters. "I love him--"

Pinky winds up to smack her again, only to be stopped by Uravity. "You don't love anything!"

The next morning, the scene is covered by all media outlets.

Some blame Dynamight for it all. Most blame her. One or two still try to blame you.

Dynamight will be on sabbatical. Being in public feels different. You make your social media public again, and... Nothing bad happens.

One morning, you go to the café with a friend.

Sitting at a table, alone, is none other than Katsuki Bakugou. Instinctually, he glances up towards you-- when he sees it's you, his eyes well with tears, and immediately looks away, pretending to be doing anything else.

You look at him. He's lost weight. He has dark circles under his eyes. His cheeks look red and raw.

You sit at the other side of the café.

You don't see him for again for a year.

It's an early autumn morning. It's foggy outside. You put on some tea, turn on the television, and just opened your laptop to start writing.

There's a knock at your door.

You blink, surprised, but go ahead and move to answer it.

At your door is Katsuki Bakugou. He's wearing a flannel shirt, black jeans, boots. He's holding a bouquet of yellow flowers-- your favorites. Daffodils, sunflowers, St. Joseph's Coat roses, buttercups, with a handful of deep purple violets and red roses intermixed.

He looks at you, and you swear he looks scared.

"You can tell me to leave." He states, his voice raw and rasping. "It's okay. It is. I get it."

You just stare at him.

"Nothing I can say will change what happened. What they did to you. What I did to you. I can't fix it. I can't make it better."

You simply stare.

"I could explain it a from my end, but that doesn't change what happened to you." He continues. "It won't erase the harm you were caused."

And still, you stare.

"I'm sorry." He breathes. "I am. I know it doesn't matter anymore. I'm sorry. I'm... I'm--"

"Katsuki." You speak, your voice gentle.

His tearful eyes meet yours, his lower lip trembling.

"My tea is getting cold. Would you like to come inside?" You ask, smiling softly.

The tears fall now. His shoulders slump as he looks at you with wide eyes. The relief that washes over him is palpable. He sniffles, and nods.

You laugh, reaching for his arm to pull him inside.

Three years later, he's at the top of the polls. He's ranked as number one. At one of the galas, you are dressed to the nines beside him, the sunflower engagement ring on your left ring finger, along with a sparkling golden band. He's standing behind you for the pictures, one large hand protectively placed on your round, pregnant belly.

Love is selfish and cruel. May it be within that cruelty that we find enough grace, enough mercy, to find the strength to stand back up, and love anyway.

And so, he loved you, anyway.

congrats on 700!!! could you do "all because i liked a boy" with bakugou from mha??

of course!

“…all because i liked a boy.”

(katsuki bakugou)

katsuki bakugou, the best pro hero. katsuki bakugou, the strongest. katsuki bakugou, the one who everyone looks up to.

katsuki bakugou, the boy that broke your heart.

the boy who gave you starry eyes, and made cuddling on trampolines seem less reckless than it is.

who fell so deeply into it with you. who, at first, just innocently loved you.

“i’m breaking up with you.” he groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. you’ve been crying for who knows how long now. it was a lot of different things- missed dates, constant arguments, but the tipping point was that other girl you found on his phone.

you scoff, trading out your heartbreak for red heart anger. “you? you’re breaking up with me!?” you almost laugh, shaking your head at the boy in front of you.

he feels bad, enormously guilty, and he hates that its come to this. but he concluded that you two were just a simple relationship that went down in flames. and at first, thats what you think as well. it was only a few months, and you had already written him off as a complete asshole in your head.

but as you soon learned, that everyone else had written you as something completely different.

soon, your socials were absolutely terrorized by fans. home-wrecker. slut. death threats. all of a sudden, it was like the whole world knew what you were before you even had a chance to go fully public with your ex boyfriend.

you were a hot topic on everyones tongue, something to name drop and defile just to make some shitty joke. what you concluded to just be two kids going through it, the whole world deemed you the worst thing to happen to katsuki.

and speaking of katsuki? he did nothing to stop it.

realistically, what could he do? you paid the price, and he didn’t.

all of this for what? you two had broken up. you had moved on, or at least was trying to. but everywhere you go, you see his face. katsuki was a hero to the world, and a heartbreak to you. you were favourite love to katsuki, and a whore to the rest of the world.

all because you liked a boy.

[buckbylightning]

margaret !!!

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite | once they got her away from frank burns she became not only tolerable but absolutely delightful | also she can step on me if she wishes | i'd thank her

[ratt-pois0n]

i feel so safe when i'm close to you. it feels like absolutely nothing can hurt me.

[twink-between-worlds]

honey whiskey; chapter five

hihi yeah so fuck the "new lu canon info"

you get some gays bein gay

its sorta a filler but also theres plot

relationships; four & leg, red & leg, vio & leg, ravio/legend, vio/shadow, four/shadow (technically)

ao3 link; x

Legend sighed gently, letting Four play with his feathers. Four made Legend a new wing binder, one that looks a lot softer than cold metal and leather, and she basically begged to at least feel his wings. …Legend kinda likes Red. She reminds him of Gulley. Curious, innocent, but capable of scaring the living shit out of you. It helps when he’s homesick. Not to mention—Four being a blacksmith reminds him of home too. Sometimes Legend wishes he’d went back to finish his apprenticeship. It would’ve been nice…to abandon the heroics and be a blacksmith instead. But..clearly that didn’t work for Four, so it wouldn’t work for him either. “Why didn’t you tell us?”Four spoke suddenly. “Us as in the chain.”She clarified, a little laugh escaping her mouth. “It’s just…not something I share.”Legend shrugged gently. “It’s not important.” “Oh,”Four mumbled softly. “Okay.”She nodded. “How did you make these so quickly?”Legend gestured to the new wing binds as Four finally began to gently place them onto Legend. “We split during watch last night,”Four admitted. “So we could get it done faster. We don’t understand why you hide them, but it makes you comfortable, so we decided we needed to make you these for today rather than making you wait.” “Oh. Thanks.”Legend mumbled quietly. “How did you split without anyone seeing? We’re not exactly heavy sleepers.” “Oh, we walked a little bit away to split.”Four grinned slightly, shrugging. “We just wanted this done for you.” “Oh.” Four hummed, gently fastening the clip on the binds before she paused, poking at the side of Legend’s neck. “What’s that?” “One, don’t poke my neck you weirdo—”Legend’s comment earned a giggle from the smithy. “Two…do you mean my tattoo?” “Yeah! The purple bunny...” “Oh..that.”Legend cracked a little smile. “It’s a matching tattoo I have with Ravio. He…has a pink bunny instead of a purple one.” “Ravio? That weird merchant?” Legend let out a laugh, nodding. “That weird merchant.” “Why do you have a matching tattoo with him?”Four crossed faer legs, eyes shifting from red to purple in an instant. Legend glanced up at the sky, smiling. “We’ve been married for a year.” Four let out a gasp and gently shoved Legend. “Shut up—no way!” Legend nodded and held out his hand. “Notice how I only have one silver ring?” “You’ve been wearing your wedding ring this whole time!”Four’s eyes lit up. “You bitch!” “Easy, Vi, no need to call me that because you finally weren’t observant enough.” Four huffed. “You’re an asshole. You’re worse than Shade.” “Shade?”Legend blinked, grinning when Four flushed. “Who’s Shade?” “I…don’t have to tell you.” “C’mon, you know you wanna~” “I—”Four let out a frustrated whine, burying faer face into faer hands. The two sat there in silence for a while, Four curled up in a ball while Legend leaned back on his hands. “Shadow is my partner.”Four finally confessed, sighing. “They’re a fucking asshole but I’d kill for te—actually, terrible idea to say that—I’d die for—nope, that’s bad too, uhh..”Four ignored the very confused look Legend had, trying to find better words. “...ah! I’d trade my life for theirs! That works.” “Tell me ‘bout ‘em.”Legend smiled, gently tugging Four over and beginning to play with faer hair. “They’re the worst.”Four stated bluntly, eyes fixated on the running water of the river that was in front of the pair. “But, like, it’s weirdly endearing? Dub as shit, skull is thicker than the hilt of a sword, but they make it cute somehow? Usually being dumb annoys me but stupidity looks good on them.” “Yeah?” “Yeah!”Four hummed as fae let Legend begin to braid faer hair. “And I don’t understand it—I don’t. But I think if Shadow ever became smarter, I’d be upset? I don’t want them to be smart. They’re perfect being dumb and I don’t know why I feel like that! It’s confusing and I don’t—I don’t get confused. They bring out the worst in me and yet I feel like the best version of myself with them. I don’t understand it. I don’t understand anything when it comes to Shadow.” “Love does that to you.”Legend shrugged softly. “Makes you an idiot. I

don’t…exactly…understand it, but if they make you happy, who cares? You’re you. You love them, and they love you. Fuck everyone else.” Four let out a hum, picking at faer skin. “Everyone else says I'm wrong. That someone like Shadow isn’t capable of love, and I’m just being used. I…If this was a couple years ago—I’d have agreed. But…” “But you’ve seen the real them?” “...yeah. Everyone—Everyone acts like Shade is pure evil, but I know they’re not. Shadow’s just…different, you know? They were never in control. They didn’t get to choose before. They never got a choice before. Shit, Legend, they didn’t even know they could choose before. They were so used to being summoned and forced to do other people’s bidding that they didn’t know they could choose how they wanted to live!”Four chewed on faer lip, frowning. “...and then I lost them for a good few years.” Legend’s hands stilled, and a frown replaced the smile he had. “I lost Shadow for…what, two, maybe three years? It…was the most miserable time of my life, lemme tell ya.”Four let out a sad little laugh. “Yeah…I spent so long trying to get them back. Lots of sleepless nights, lots of failed rituals…lots of failed everything. It sucked. Nothing seemed to work. I almost gave up.” “Why didn’t you?” A silence. It lasted about two minutes, before Four let out a heavy sigh. “I didn’t want to let go. I didn’t want to admit that Shadow was gone.” i guess that's the difference between us. we accepted marin was gone four didn’t accept shadow was, though Legend shook his head gently, continuing to braid Four’s hair. “How’d they come back?” “Honestly…I still don’t know.”Four laughed, smiling faintly. “I wish I did. I wish I knew how they came back, but..I never questioned it, you know? The love of my life who was supposed to be dead just…came back to me one day. I didn’t think to ask how or why—because I had them back and that was all that mattered…does that make me stupid?” “No.” Four isn’t stupid for it—Legend would be the same way if Marin suddenly showed up at his door. Or if his uncle was alive again. Legend thinks Four is a very lucky person. “From…my perspective, of someone who has lost…a lot of people. I would react the same way. Be happy now, ask questions later.” “...yeah.”Four smiled gently. “I’m…sorry to hear you’ve lost a lot, though.” “It’s fine,”Legend snorted. “Happened ages ago, I just brought it up to tell you you’re not an idiot for never questioning why or how your partner returned.”Legend whistled, tying a black ribbon into a bow to hold Four’s braid together. “You’re one lucky person, Four.” Four nodded, staying quiet until Legend finally backed up, tugging his tunics up. “We should head back.”Legend decided, helping Four up. The two walked back in relative silence, but with strange weights lifted off their shoulders. It didn’t need to be said that they’d keep each other's secrets, they always do.

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Yuma Dark [Epilogue]

ー The scene starts in the bedroom at the Sakamaki Castle

Yuma: ...Nn...Oh, it’s morning...?

Yui: ...

Yuma: She’s fast asleep. Guess I was a lil’ too rough yesterday, huh? 

...Ugh.

Monologue

ーー While stroking your hair,

I think back to the dream I saw yesterday. 

It was a dream about a certain family. 

This family runs a farm,

and spent their days making a living,

by cultivating seasonal vegetables and fruits such as apples.

This lifestyle is far from easy. 

Regardless, the people of this family I saw in my dream were all smiling. 

However, their family was overcome by a series of misfortunate events.

As a result of a failed harvest due to the cold weather,

on top of having their crops destroyed by wild animals,

they could no longer support themselves. 

ー A dream sequence ensues 

??? A: ( We’ve always lived a steady life. So what did we do to deserve this? )

( God obviously does not exist... )

??? B: God. Please save us...

??? A: ...Just stop already...

??? C: Edgar?

Edgar: There’s no such thing as God! So why bother praying to him!?

Edgar’s Father: Watch your words!!

*THUD*

Edgar’s Father: God exists! So you should be praying as well. Come on, turn towards the altar and bow your head!

*Rustle*

Edgar: ...Ugh.

Edgar’s Mother: Pathetic...Edgar, is that all you have to say?

You should take a lesson from Alan. Even though he is physically impaired, he tries his hardest to help out his family and he is very faithful to God.

And then there’s you...!

Edgar: ( Why would they waste their time with prayers...? )

( God...That guy doesn’t exist!! )

Fuck...!!

*THUD*

Monologue

‘God isn’t real. As if I’d believe that crap!’

Those words loudly echoed inside his heart on repeat,

as he kicked the floor. 

ーー Afterwards, the dream suddenly shifted,

to the next scene. 

Before I knew it, he stood paralyzed in front of their home,

as it was consumed by the burning flames. 

The village was in the middle of celebrating a festival

and his cousin of around the same age had come over to play,

but it was quite clear what had happened to him.

ー The scene shifts to a burning village

Edgar: No...way...The village...is on fire...

Damnit...How did this...happen...!? 

Uu...Aah...Aaaaaah!!

ー The dream sequence ends

Yuma: ...Is that dream, about me? 

Or perhaps...?

*TIMESKIP*

ー Yui wakes up in the bedroom

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ...Nn...

( Huh...? What happened to me? I believe I passed out while Yuma-kun was sucking my blood...? )

Yuma: Are ya awake? 

Yui: Yuma...kun...? Good morning...

Yuma: Yeah...

Yui: ...? What’s wrong? You look somewhat sad...

Yuma: Really? You’re probably just imaginin’ it? 

Yui: But...

Yuma: It’s yer imagination, trust me. Anyway, gimme my ‘morning cup’. 

Yui: Eh...? 

Yuma: Your blood, duh? Come on, if ya keep sittin’ there dumbfounded, imma just latch onto you? 

Yui: Ah...

ー Yuma moves closer

*Rustle*

Yui: W-Wait! You can’t, Yuma-kun...!

Yuma: Aah? And why not?

Ya belong to me. In other words, so does yer blood, right?

So why can’t I suck it whenever I feel like it?

That bein’ the case...Nn...

ー Yuma bites her

Yui: Ah...

Yuma: Haah...Delicious...Yer blood’s nice, but yer current expression is even better...

Do you get excited...from having me bite you...as I force myself onto you...? 

Yui: Of...course...not...

Yuma: Don’t act tough. I’ll be nice today.

So just give in to the pleasure. Shut up and lemme do my thing...

Nn...Phew...Nnh...

Yui: ( Yuma-kun is still trying to fool me...He’s hoping to daze me by forcibly sucking my blood... )

...Yuma-kun, no...!

ー She pushes him away

*Thud*

Yuma: Ugh...

Yui: I’m sorry, Yuma-kun...But listen to me. 

Yuma-kun...Did you remember something, perhaps?

Yuma: Eh...?

Yui: You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. However, I don’t like how you’re trying to deceive me like this. 

Is that how little our relationship means to you? Like this, it doesn’t even matter whether I’m here for you or not.

Yuma: ...

Yui: Yuma-kun...

Yuma: ...I don’t really know myself either.

Yui: Eh...?

Yuma: That dream I saw yesterday...Those might have been memories of my past. However, I have no way of confirmin’ that theory.

All I know is that the dream was strangely real and horrifying...

Yui: ( He looks absolutely torn...My heart aches just from watching him... )

( It must have been a horrible dream. On top of that, it might have just been part of his memories... )

( Actually, didn’t Kou-kun mention something like that...? )

ー A flashback ensues

Kou: ...Hey, M-neko-chan?

If you were to lose your memories, do you think you would want to get them back?

Yui: Eh? ...Well, of course. It must be hard to not know things about yourself.

ー The flashback ends

Yui: ( That’s the answer I gave back then, but if they’re painful memoriesーー )

( It might just be better to simply forget about them instead... )

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: Ah...? The fuck? Why did ya grab my hand...?

Yui: I don’t want to see you in pain. If it hurts you, then I don’t think you should force yourself to remember. 

Yuma: ...Ugh.

Then...What should I do!?

Are ya tellin’ me that I should just live in ignorance for the rest of my days!? All while these confusin’ dreams haunt my mind...!? 

Yui: Yuma-kun...

Yuma: I know that I’m ‘bout to open Pandora’s Box. (1)

And I’m well aware that I’d probably be better off not knowin’ ‘bout any of what happened, and just forget it...

But I already lifted the lid! I can’t pretend as if I didn’t see anythin’ now.

I just don’t know. Should I just open the box or turn back? ...It’s ‘bout my own life, yet I can’t make up my damn mind. 

...Ugh.

ー Yuma steps away

Yui: Ah! Yuma-kun, wait!

Yuma: Stay away!!

*THUD*

Yui: ( No way, he jumped out of the window... )

( Yuma-kun doesn’t know what to do either. )

( The part of him which wants to remember is fighting with the side which would rather just forget, preventing him from finding an answer... )

( I just can’t leave him alone now. I don’t want him to be all by himself in his current situation... ! )

ー The scene shifts to the entrance hall

Yui: ( I have to chase after him and quick. He shouldn’t be too far yet, right? )

ー Ruki walks up to her

Ruki: Where are you going, Livestock? 

Yui: ...! Ruki-kun!

I’m sorry, I’m in a hurry right now.

Ruki: I can’t let you go by yourself. 

While this may be Vampire territory, that does not mean it is completely free of dangers.

Explain the current situation to me first. If not, I cannot allow you to leave the castle. 

Yui: Yuma-kun left. I believe his memories are slowly returning to him, but he seemed terribly shaken up...

That’s why I have to hurry. I can’t leave him to his own devices right now. 

Ruki: I understand the situation. However, I cannot let you go regardless. 

Yui: No way...

ー Kou and Azusa walk up to them

Kou: Which means it’s our time to shine, right?

Yui: Kou-kun! Azusa-kun!

Kou: We’ll go look for him, so you wait here, okay? 

Azusa: Don’t worry, Eve...Leave it to us...

Yui: ...Okay, I understand.

( I’m worried about Yuma-kun, but I’ll wait for his return while putting my faith in Kou-kun and Azusa-kun. )

( I wonder if he’s alright...? I just hope he’s not doing anything reckless all by himself... )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) Literally he says ‘a door which should not be opened’. 

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thirsty gay wingman fic by lalazee

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Oct 11, 2019 "Thinkin abt besties-since-birth BkDk goin to college together, Dk begrudgingly bein Bkg's wingman w/chicks & lamenting his big gay crush. One nite, Bkg cant get laid, hes drunk in a shitty mood, so Dk propositions him, which turns into the best night ever & the WORST consequences."

My tweet got 366 likes & 66 reblogs, so that was more than enough reason to write about it.

romeo and romeo by supercrunch

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There’s a nasally howl from the neighbour’s place. Izuku looks up – it’s the very loud, very blond guy living in the unit opposite. They’re technically in separate blocks but their balconies are close enough they can see into each other’s living rooms. He’s dancing around in his pyjamas. Yodelling at the top of his lungs off-key, swinging his Pomeranian around by the armpits like a furry ragdoll. “You’re a dog! You’re a fluffy little yellow dog and you’re a pain in the ass but you’re still my favourite shit-stain, yeah!”

Izuku bursts out laughing. The neighbour’s head whips around. He yelps when he sees him, tossing the dog on the couch and scrambling out of view to hide in the hall.

Izuku drops the watering can and runs back inside to find his phone.Small Might: Guys. I've decided i have a crush on my neighbour.

(quarantine baking: a balcony romance)

mechanical bull by warschach

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Katsuki has a track record of bad choices, it's a condition, but Izuku might be the one choice that's right.

battle of the bands by roadtripwithlucifer

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'The rules are simple. Battle of the Bands. Local bands send in a single track to the radio station, and ten tracks are selected. Over the coming month, the songs play on the station and listeners vote on the top five. The top 5 play a live concert as part of a music festival, then the top 3 at a larger, indoor venue. The top two have the honor of opening on the first stop of All Might’s retirement tour – here. In Izuku’s home town. And finally, the winner gets the ultimate prize. Getting to spend the rest of the tour, forty cities, across the country as All Might’s opener. Three months. Same tour bus. Shoulder to shoulder with the greatest musicians the world has ever known.'Izuku Midoriya is a broke college student presented with the opportunity of a lifetime. But winning isn't gonna be easy, especially when one band's aggressive blonde frontman seems to be dead-set on making Izuku's life a living hell.

oh my god! they were roomates! by phatye

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“Don’t go through my shit, and if there’s a tie on the door, then fuck off!” Katsuki growled. “...what?” he asked. Katsuki glared at him. “This is fucking college, and I plan on getting laid a lot! I don’t need some nerd cockblocking me! And what is with all the fucking toys here!” Katsuki had moved over to his shelves. “Are you a fucking child or something?!” This was not what he was expecting.

shades of blue by young_crone

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Echoes filtered down the white hall as he descended the stairs toward the locker rooms, reverberating from the pool. A whistle, the sound of breaking water. He swiped the towel over his face, paused. The sliver of cerulean catching the sinking sun pouring through the skylights, the red and white lane buoys, the burn of chlorine.Izuku ran a hand through his curls, snagging on a knot. The clock on the wall reminded him how late it was. A minute wouldn't hurt. He worried his lip. Just a glimpse.

k-9 by warschach

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Izuku takes in a stray on one rainy night, except it's not a dog, it's a dog shifter who goes by the name, Katsuki. After the initial wave of panic and embarrassment, Izuku thinks his new pet/roommate is pretty cute.

sucker punch by warschach

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But, whatever, Disney Boy over there was—

Prettying up real damn good that Katsuki got kind of distracted—totally understandable, like god those CGI pine eyes—and didn’t see the straight path he made for the metal trash bin in the center of the area until he was tipping forward and waist deep in discarded bottles, plates, balled up tissues sticky with he prayed was chocolate ice cream and nacho cheese.

Mina howled behind the gate. “Look, Katsuki returned to his home.”

(or Katsuki works security at Six Flags and moonlights as a derby dude and continuously looks uncool around Izuku)

may I take your order, dipshit? by supercrunch

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So, like, maybe Bakugou wasn’t really the best choice for this whole pizza delivery shindig.

(Midoriya in love, Bakugou in denial, and way, way too much cheese.

A BakuDeku romance in thirty minutes or less. )

raise me so high (your sins become my pedestal) by stardust_painter

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After his boyfriend cheats on him, Izuku wants to do something stupid. The question is how stupid does he want to be.

The answer is very stupid apparently.

eye for an eye or whatever by tobiyos

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“I’ll make it up to you!” Izuku says brightly, lifting his head from Katsuki’s lap.

Katsuki’s eyes narrow but he isn’t still pushing Izuku away so. Progress. “Fuck are you gonna do to make it up to me?”

“Hmm…” Izuku says quietly, tapping at his chin. “Oh! You’re still a virgin, right?”

Katsuki chokes on his own spit and promptly renews his efforts of pushing Izuku away by the forehead. “Fuck off,” he wheezes, “get out of my room.”

leap of faith by ladyofsnails

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Midoriya Izuku is just a random kid who loves art, analyzes everything, and is obsessed with the (in)famous hero Mighty Spider. He's got a loving mother, a great uncle, and maybe not too many friends that aren't those two but he's working on it.

And then a random cute boy shows up at his school, a spider bites him, he meets his hero under the worst possible conditions, and it all goes to hell. Now he's got villains on his tail, a promise to keep to a dead guy, and a washed-up hobo as his mentor.

Here goes nothing.

green is the warmest color by gloriousporpoise

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“Woah, someone call the fire department,” Eijirou says, elbowing Katsuki squarely in the ribs. “That guy is smokin.’”

“I literally hate you.”

Here’s the thing, though. Eijirou’s a certified dumbass, but his current observation isn’t even a little bit wrong, much to Katsuki’s displeasure.

“Think you can get his number?”

Or, Bakugou is a painter without a muse.

you and i collide by ethereals

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And not that Bakugou’s the type to sexualize a potentially dead body; especially one that he just accidentally murdered, but the man has some pretty solid DSL’s. He would hit it, with more than just his car.

OR

in which rich fratboy! bakugou is a badass who accidentally hits poor med student!izuku with his car and chaos ensues therefore.

97.6 FM by jamjars

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Izuku can’t stop listening to the radio host with the deep voice who sounds like he’s stuck in 2010. It’s a harmless crush. That is until he starts calling into the show under the pseudonym Deku.

Or Radio Host! Baugou x Listener! Midoriya

give me that sweet love by xsxuxgxax

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Things Katsuki needs to excel at: be hot, be clever and pretend to be nice, let Izuku kiss him publicly, let Izuku fuck him privately…

(sugar baby katsuki and sugar daddy izuku pretty much)

dance with me by astralchaos

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Mina pulled up a video of a young man, seemingly teen, dancing to a popular new hit, and Izuku felt his heart drop to his stomach. His skin prickled and felt clammy as he started sweating nervously, not daring to move or make a noise. His eyes were glued to the screen but he didn’t see anything – his brain was too busy going into overdrive and freaking out.

Because Mina was showing him a video of himself. The one he uploaded last night.

How on Earth did she find this? He had barely a few thousand views, he wasn’t popular, and it’s not like he was even any good, especially compared to her or Kacchan–

“That move was sexy as hell,” Kacchan said, and that was when Izuku realized that his childhood friend – his longtime crush – also leaned in to watch the video Mina was showing him.

puppies puppies by Esselle

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"So after doing all that," Katsuki says, "you're just going to settle here? Tatting up wannabe bad boys?"

"You think all guys who have a lot of tattoos are wannabes?" Midoriya asks, so smoothly that it throws Katsuki.

"Wh—no, I mean—maybe!" Katsuki says. "You'd know best, wouldn't you? Are you a bad boy?"

The words are out of his mouth before he even realizes it, and he regrets them immediately. There's a figurative list of things that one should never do, and probably high up on it is asking dark-haired sailors with ocean green eyes and black swirls of ink all across their barely concealed muscles if they are bad boys.

--

Katsuki thinks he has everything he needs in life: a successful pet shop, an occasionally reliable assistant, and the unconditional love of the twenty puppies he’s raising for adoption. But when the tattoo parlor next door hires Midoriya Izuku, a hot sailor with an affinity for dogs, it makes Katsuki wonder if he might need something more.

Like… a piece of that ass. Maybe. He’s figuring it the hell out as he goes.

im gonna make a part 3 later ergaegrggjnjuvuh