#bitches love my christmas cheer

[reigobun]

can you believe it guys? christmas!

[doodle17]

Like how everyone is butt-hurt about Halloween being over and how they're "dreading Christmas" but I'm over here thriving because I am both a big Halloween AND Christmas enthusiast

I am ready to deck those halls and trim some trees bby girl

[d3stinyist1red]

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ɢʏᴀʀᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 𝟸

yan gyaru who is your clingy bestfriend

Every morning, he made sure to time his arrival perfectly so that he’d “accidentally” run into you near the lockers. "N/n!~" He grinned at you as you opened you locker, twirling his hair.

“Kajiro,” you greeted, adjusting your bag. “What’s up?”

“Just waiting for my favorite person, obviously.” He grinned, stepping closer. “You know, we should totally hang out after school today. I’ve been thinking about you all morning.” He pouted, trying to convince you. "wait no, we should have a sleepover!" His face lit up like a Christmas tree, eyes sparkling with excitement as you stared at him confused

"Im bus-"

"Okay, ill be at your house at 3pm, baby!" He said as he waved at you and left, blowing you a kiss.

meanwhile ur friend next to you looks at u weirdly "how tf did you bag that" You js shrugged

yan gyaru who while during class, spams u

ᴋ𝟺ᴊɪғᴏʀʟɪғᴇᴇᴇᴇ ׂ

hiii n/n :3

lets meet uppp!!!!

i wanna see ur faceee ;3

babyyyyy cmonnnn

im SOOOOO bored in this class without uuuu

i need to see u before i go crazyyyy :(

ʜᴏᴇsʟᴜᴠʏ/ɴ

bruh no

last time we met up in the middle of class, u wanted me to js skip n go on a date

n stop texting im abt to get my phone taken by the teacher

ᴋ𝟺ᴊɪғᴏʀʟɪғᴇᴇᴇᴇ ׂ

:( n/n ur so mean!

n change ur username nowwww!!!!

im supposed to be the only hoe that loves u!!!

GASPPP

do u have other hoes?!?!?!??! Are u cheating??!?!?! Youve been playing hello kitty adventure with some other bitches?!??!!?N/n, i will rip their scalp off their head, and throw a table at them.

Y/n L/n, who are the bitches u call hoes?

y/n, if u dont block them now, ur gonnna see me on the news for murder.

yan gyaru who during english class, just writes poets about his love to you. In art, he draws you and him getting married. In math, he daydreams about the day you guys live in a cute cottage home with your 2 bunnies, and a cat.

yan gyaru who once the final bell rings, hes OUT that class, practically running out to go to your class so you wont leave him.

yan gyaru who finally found you, and was huffing and puffing from all that running before grinning at you. "Lets go, babe?" He said, grabbing your backpack from your shoulders and carrying it himself.

It’s Friday night, and you’ve somehow got dragged into having a sleepover with the guy who’s been obsessively crushing on you for ages—your bubbly gyaru friend, who just can’t get enough of you.

The whole walk to your house, he was gushing and nonstop talking about how fun it was gonna be. “Babe! This is gonna be so fun, I can’t wait!” he chirps, holding onto your arm tightly as if he has doubts that you were gonna run away.

yan gyaru who from the second he steps in your home, he’s a non-stop chatterbox. He’s talking about everything—school, the latest drama, his favorite new clothes, and of course, you. His eyes are constantly on you, lighting up every time you laugh or even just nod along, internally cheering that he made you laugh.

“Oh my god, Y/N, have you seen the latest episode of that show we talked about? We have to watch it together tonight! It’s gonna blow your mind!” He said as he played with your hair.

You can tell he’s beyond excited just to be around you, and his energy is contagious. He’s always smiling, laughing, and playfully bumping your shoulder whenever he makes a joke.

yan gyaru whose endlessly complimenting you. He just can’t stop complimenting you. Whether you’re dressed up or in casual sleepover clothes, he’s still in awe of you. “You look cute even in pajamas, Y/N. Like, how is that fair?” He pouted, scrunching his eyebrows together as he rubbed your arm up and down

He loves finding excuses to be near you—adjusting your hair, teasing you about how comfy you look, or even just admiring your smile. “You’re seriously too cute, I’m not even joking. I could stare at you forever, hehe~.”

"bro"

yan gyaru who inists on staying up late even if your half asleep by 10 pm. He’s full of bubbly energy, even when you’re eyes are starting to close. “We can’t go to bed yet! We have to at least talk about… everything!”

He starts asking more personal questions as the night goes on, his obsession peeking through. “What’s your favorite part of the day? Did you think about me at all today?” His voice is playful, but you can tell he genuinely cares about your answers by the way he intently listens

When you start to get drowsy and start giving mumbled answers, he gives a soft laugh. “You’re so pretty when you’re sleepy. Here, let’s get comfy,” he says, tugging the blanket closer around you both.

yan gyaru who the next morning,

yan gyaru who teasing you about how you slept, offering to make breakfast, and texting you immediately after he leaves

ᴋ𝟺ᴊɪғᴏʀʟɪғᴇᴇᴇᴇ ׂ

last night was soooo funnn! lets do it again this week yeah? :3

yan gyaru who is ur fashionista bestie who is a little too obsessed with you <3

[spicyicetea]

So I got the new Pokemon DLC for Christmas and I’m on a big Pokemon kick currently so I’m going to give a gift to my fellow Pokémon lovers. Now I’m more well known for Yandere work but I also do love doing more soft romantic stuff. It heals my traumatised self. So I’ve decided to go through all Pokémon games I’ve played and write romantic and yandere sfw+slight Nsfw headcannons for every character I personally like. [No DLC content because I haven’t played any of them yet]. If there are any characters I haven’t done that anyone wants, either comment or request and I can add it onto this post. Merry late Christmas!

As mentioned before, these posts will contain NSFW topics like violence and sexual references, so if you’re triggered by these topic please be careful. The reader in this is also a Fem reader, I can redo this post for a Masc or GN reader if wanted but I’m writing it as Fem currently is just easiest for me. I don’t describe appearance like skin colour or hair but I do write the Y/N with a curvy figure in mind (I can’t help myself, I love thick thighs IM SORRY-)

Kanto

Red

Ah the original silent protagonist. I love this man so much, even more after his cameo is Sun and Moon. I’m not sure what it is about him but he has this strange allure to him, although I doubt that’s a unique opinion on silent characters. Anyway, onto the headcannons.

This is almost a given with the silent types but I feel like he is an amazing listener, only ever nodding to show he’s still listening or giving small “mhms”

You’re probably the only one he comfortably talks to other than Blue.

In public he likes holding your hand, he often communicates through squeezing your hand or fiddling with your fingers.

Psychic boyfriend No.1

This man can just tell what you need, when you need it. Whether it’s comfort cuddles after a bad day of for period troubles.

Speaking of period troubles, this man not only will buy you whatever you need, he’ll wash the sheets, run you a bath and let you use him as a personal heater.

Yandere + NSFW

This man doesn’t open up to people easily yet you made him fall apart.

You made him stutter, drop things and slip up in battles when you cheered for him, he’s whipped.

You were the only woman that’s ever caught his attention and you aren’t leaving him anytime soon.

So get used to him possessively having a hand on you at all times, glaring daggers at any other person you pay attention to.

He’s a very private person so isn’t one to leave marks on you openly, but he does take great pleasure in leaving dark marks on your thighs.

Speaking of thighs… he’s a giver, do what you want with that.

Blue

Ah the smug bastard rival, and I promise you… he’s still insufferable, but in a loving way.

Bullies you playfully. A day doesn’t go by where he doesn’t mess up your hair and trip you up.

But he loves you truly.

You could not have asked for a more cuddly man, I didn’t expect to have this headcannon but I imagine this man is very eager to stay cuddled up to you as much as possible.

Although he talks a lot and loves it when you compliment him, I also think he’s a good listener, but like I’m a hype man way.

He’ll sit by the bathroom door while you’re in the bath letting you vent about anything you want just egging you on. “Wow she sounds like a bitch-“

A man who loves PDA, it’s his favourite way of staking his claim on your beautiful self.

Yandere + NSFW

Has dated his fair share of girls, but he wants you so bad.

He will fight for you, no matter what. This man will abuse whatever position he has to impress you. A relative of the professor’s, ex Champion, and a gym leader. He will do whatever he can to have you.

He is incredibly touchy, the moment other people aren’t looking, his hands are under your shirt. Nibbling your neck and kissing your earlobes. Actually he’d do that even with people watching,

Although he’d be mighty mad if someone watched your gorgeous body, he might even hurt someone.

Brock

This man is underrated.

The most loveable family man you’ll ever meet.

He loves to cook for you. Everyday. Please let this man make you breakfast in bed.

In fact no, he wants you to cook with him. All romantic. His chest to your back, whispering sweet nothings in your ears while you chop up vegetables.

If you get along with his siblings, he will propose to you on the spot.

Very openly affectionate, but never goes further than a hug in public… ok maybe you can get a kiss on the cheek.

Yandere + NSFW

This man has a breeding kink… you can’t change my mind.

He wants a nice big family and the idea of you, heavy and round with his baby. Not to mention how your… other assets will change.

Will happily suffocate in your tits, and if you’re pregnant, he will help relieve any discomfort you have.

If another man hurt you in any way, he’s going to go… missing. He’d break a man in half over his knee for you, and his Onix is very strong.

Lance

Am I the only one who would smash? Yes? No? Alrighty-

He’s always hits me as a someone who likes spending time with his lover in silence.

Not opposed to PDA but gets worried about his fans potentially harassing you, let’s you borrow his dragonite to escort you between towns.

Away from the public and just with his friends (elite four mainly) he loves to have you by his side, often whispering things about his day to you, information he only shares with you.

Also a man who is very hot, like he’s warm constantly, will be the best snuggler when it’s cold.

Yandere + NSFW

Originally I thought this man would be rather… vanilla but I feel like he’d be into wax play. I can’t explain it, but I can picture him loving to spill wax all over your tits.

For the more yandere side of things, he’s the strongest dragon trainer in Kanto. He will use his influence to make himself your only option, not that you’d realise, he’s not an idiot.

Giovanni

BARK BARK BARK GRRR MAFIA DADDY-

Your relationship is hidden very well from most people, you don’t get to villain status with a clean record and no enemies.

Despite that, you love a life of luxury baby.

He loves nothing more than to pamper you. His beautiful girl sat on his lap, with her hair all done up and nails all pretty. Now that’s the life.

Yandere + NSFW

I think he has great Yandere potential.

You sat comfortably on his lap in his office, his hands trailing comfortably under your skirt.

He loves watching you squirm as his fingers traces tight circles- well that’s all you get for now.

As I mentioned before, I believe he’d default to yandere to be honest.

He would not hesitate to kidnap but I like the idea that he’d try and woo you first. Dinner dates… wine… murdering his competitors.

Yeah, he’d be a yandere.

Johto

(I’m ashamed to admit I’ve never played these ones so I have no significant opinion on any of the characters)

Hoenn

Steven

This is just a crow in a human form, mr I love shiny rocks (me fr fr)

His love language is most definitely gift giving. Your shared house is littered with crystals and shiny things he’s found over his travels.

He loves to press kisses all over your fingers, buying you as many rings as possible for you and him to match. If he buys himself a new ring you’re getting one too.

Loves showing you off to the elite four, and begs that his dad approves. Not that he needs his approval but it’d be awkward if he didn’t.

Yandere + NSFW

Possessive as fuck.

You ain’t getting away from him easily. He will track you down as long as he needs to before you calm down and quit running away.

Loves pampering you once you behave though.

He kisses up your legs to your thighs, such passionate loving words followed by the mantra of “dirty girl” and “slut”

Maxie

Ok all the villains just radiate Yandere energy- so they’re all gonna be pure yandere + NSFW warning

This man doesn’t have it in him to kidnap someone… oh wait that’s a lie.

When he met you that all changed

He needs you, he would hurt anyone to get you to himself.

He’d leave dark bites on your neck, massaging your hips to tangle you together.

Another man I think would be into wax play, also a corruption kink. (No I won’t elaborate)

Archie

Big brute of a man… he’s going to make you beg for his mercy.

He loves holding you in his lap, cradling you delicately while he peppers kisses along your neck.

Will bite you, this man is a shark and will leave slightly bloody bite marks all over your body.

This man eats pussy for breakfast, you will never not cum first, a truly good man.

He is far more eager to kill a man to prove his love for you than he should be.

Sinnoh

I’ll be honest I tried to but I’m tired and I’m just going to be writing Yandere and NSFW headcannons. I’m sorry people-

Barry

This boy is so happy to finally have met someone who loves him… you’re not allowed to leave, he’ll cry.

For some reason I see this mans as wanting a family… he wants to be a more present father than his own.

Not one to leave marks on you but will beg you to stay home so he can cuddle and pamper you all day.

When he eventually takes over the battle frontier (he so would you can’t tell em otherwise) he will use that position to “protect you”.

Cyrus

Ah yes, the cold emotionless man who falls for a sweet woman and kills all competition… I approve!

PDA? Who is that? The most you’ll get from him is his hand on your shoulder moment before he orders team galactic to handle someone who was making moves on you.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you. You’re the only woman he could ever love.

He lays awkwardly in bed but melts when your head rests on his chest, that was when the yandere switch flipped and he locked you in his apartment.

At least the man lays some good pipe, also this man has a bondage kink cause I said so.

Unova

Elesa

You think that the world won’t notice the famous model and gym leader with a girl on her arm. You’re going to end up centre of the Unova news for the next month.

She loves this though, now everyone knows you belong to her, and anyone who ignores that will just get zapped.

Prepare to share clothes, and prepare for her to watch you undress, she can’t help herself.

The woman loves to zap you, just lightly though, you’ll live… and probably cum.

Emmett + Ingo

Yes you get both, these two are a package deal ok?

Now… prepare to never leave their sight.

They want you at every battle, cheering them on, cuddling with the Joltiks or napping in their office using their coats as blankets.

Now… ok these two are kinky. They just are-

Ingo is 100% a family man, big breeding kink.

I think Emmett is more, adventurous, bondage and impact play seems right in my opinion.

Love to… “threaten” to throw people on the tracks when they flirt with you.

N

Aww what a sweet little thing, come and give me a hug- now time to hide you away where no one can ever see you again!

Honestly, he probably fell for you after seeing your relationship with your Pokemon. Almost every Pokemon you see likes you.

He’s very possessive over you. It’s no secret that he was raised in an incredibly unhealthy way, so he can’t exactly discern between inappropriate and appropriate behaviour in pursuing his courtship with you.

Now onto more NSFW art themes, he 100% praises you constantly and makes sure you’re tended to first. Often ends up super pent up because he wants to take care of you but sometimes go so far and overstimulates you. Don’t worry, the aftercare is amazing though.

Ghetsis

. . . Bastard

I’m only including this mother fucker because he’s so evil he’d be one of the most extreme Yanderes out of all of them. And because if still smash because I’m sinful-

The moment he sees you and falls for you, you can bet you’re getting kidnapped, sorry you just are.

I would bet money that he is the most possessive out of all of them but, and hear me out, would also be kinda attentive?

I can totally picture him being cold and accidentally upsetting you only to spend the rest of the next day showering you on gifts.

You’d also be seen as a god to the rest of team plasma, so enjoy being worshipped.

Oh and NSFW… spanking, degrading and tying you up, enjoy

Colress

Ah yes, my adorable scientist that I think is a kinky motherfucker-

He would make a collar to track you when you leave his side, he isn’t too keen on the idea of locking you insider after all.

Wouldn’t kidnap you but would murder the competitors.

Anyway onto the kinks I think would suit him…

He’d 100% make different types of vibrators so he can cuff you to the bed and watch you squirm. Considered making you a ball gag but he gets off on your moans, that does mean he ends up edging you before fucking you himself.

Kalos

Lysandre

Sugar daddy

I could leave that like that but fine fine I’ll feed you horny bastards.

He parades you around more than any of the others, always making sure you’re wearing the finest clothes. Usually also wearing his jacket, he can’t stand gawkers staring. Admiring your beauty he can handle, but staring at his woman is punishable by a flamethrower.

You live the luxury life. Fancy bath soaps and massages. Cafe trips daily so he can make sure you’re eating well. Sex in the back of his car in secluded car parks when you’ve been misbehaving at dinner.

He’s a rough lover but amazing with aftercare, so there’s that.

Alola

Nanu

Dilf energy… and I’m hungry for it I’ll be honest.

So tired, but you give him energy. Energy to do crime to keep you to himself but still energy. But hey why argue, you get to cuddle his cats all day.

Also, if you’re a trainer that has cat Pokemon… he’d probably marry you. Proposal on sight. Already on one knee.

He isn’t very openly affectionate but as long as no one is around he’ll always have an arm around your waist. You’re well protected.

Another man that I believe would make sure you cum first every time. Just make sure you have a warm bath after for your back, he hits me as a rough lover.

Guzma

Oh you poor girl… not because he’s going to treat you bad but he’s obsessed.

You’re probably kidnapped by team skull but you had no idea it was a kidnapping, it was more of a scooby-doo chase.

Yeah you now have like 50 babies to care for but don’t worry, big sis Plumeria and your new husband will help you. What you don’t remember getting married? Oh silly, you belonged to him the moment your eyes met.

He’s very inexperienced with relationships so give him a little time to learn. He’s a fast learner in bed so he won’t leave you unsatisfied. Will pamper you anyway he can.

Oh and have mercy on this man… don’t wear his clothes, he can’t handle it.

Hisui

Volo

Little shit… he’s going to try and use anything he can to claim you.

Whether that be advances in front of people to scare them off and stake his claim over you.

He does have a decently good reputation so no one would expect him to be dangerous, so you’re kinda fucked, Cyllene would protect you if she needed to though.

He talks down to you all the time, you’re not his equal, you are his property in his eyes.

Adaman

This man is smitten. No more smooth and confident Adaman, this man is a stuttering mess.

He wants to marry you so badly, please let this man marry you… and then put a baby in you but marriage first.

This man gives you jewellery, clothes, helps you befriend Pokémon or catch them depending on which method you prefer.

Cuddler, he will snuggle and cuddle as long as you want, so what he has duties? His pretty little wife wants his attention and you will get it.

Irida

Had noooo idea how to handle her feelings. Probably started as a childish crush at first but it developed into something much more.

She wants to spend the rest of her life with you by her side.

Glares at everyone who speaks to you, even people from her clan. She’s very jealous very easily.

But she loves you, and will let you spend unsupervised time with some people she trusts… only her Wardens, although she doesn’t trust Ingo as much as she doesn’t know him as well, not with you at least.

Warden Ingo

Dilf energy again

His memory may be strange and shaky but he remembers how to treat a woman he loves. Remembers things Elesa told him and Emmet, although to him it’s more echos of voices he thinks he knows.

He loves cuddling up to you while watching the newly hatched sneasels learn how to live. Although this does awaken a want for family he forgot he had.

He isn’t the most trusting person, but he is a good judge of character… and has gotten into a fistfight with Volo when he hit on you. Blood was drawn.

He throws a good punch, but would never hurt you, he adores you, you make him feel good in a familiar way.

Anyway you freaks want NSFW- this man lives up in the mountains, them rough hands can do wonders. And he loves making you feel good, people pleaser but only for you.

Paldea

Arven

Aw what a sweet boy, who will strangle anyone who tries to take you from him.

This boy lost both his parents and nearly lost his best friend/dog… he is terrified he’ll lose you too.

He cooks he cleans and then makes sure to rub your back and give you love so you’ll love him back

Please give this boy some affection or the boys around you will pay the price of you don’t.

Professor Sada

Mommy?

This woman is feral, not only did she basically throw you over her shoulder when she met you but you never don’t have bite marks all over your skin. It’s her way of telling everyone your hers.

I feel she’d give more freedom than Turo, only if Robo Sada was with you for safety… and to break the arms of whoever looked at you the way she did.

Also this woman is a mosterous pussy devouring fiend, don’t argue, you know I’m right.

Professor Turo

Oh daddy Turo- criminally underrated daddy let alone Yandere daddy.

I feel like Turo most definitely would have kept you locked down in his lab with him, convincing you that you help him with his research. I mean… he isn’t wrong, you motivate him to keep going.

However girl has needs and he often get consumed by his work. It wasn’t until he caught you handling problems yourself on your shared bed that he decided robo Turo should take over his research a little bit more.

It’d be a shame if you fell in love with a toy he so kindly made for you than him himself.

Larry

Ah my favourite ordinary business man… I’m so normal about him.

He is very normal about you too, except the fact that he has pocketed any handkerchief you’ve used while eating with him.

Oh and many dates that are just trying new food, oh and bird watching.

Again, call me weird but I think this man wants a family, total breeding kink.

Also I feel like he likes a rather feminine woman, not in the frilly skirt way but in the way of “I don’t N E E D a man but I like you”. You like him, right?

Rika

M m mommy?

Dominatrix… owns a whip… bondage. ANYWAY-

Not above using their position as elite four to scare off competition and keeping you in line.

Oh don’t cry, you won’t escape anyways.

She only uses PDA to send a message to other women or men, “hands off”

Jacq

Teach me about biology bb-

ANYWAY… loves to discover new Pokémon with you.

Will happily teach you about your favourite Pokémon for your attention.

Please don’t look away, he’ll have a breakdown.

Miriam

Ah cute little nurse… she has access to so many dangerous drugs.

She will scream and cry if you choose someone else, don’t do it, she’s an ugly cryer.

She loves to give you “check ups” when no one is looking.

On a side note, don’t you know that orgasms are good for your health? You didn’t? Oh silly let Miriam help you out, her fingers can work wonders.

THIS TOOK FOREVER…

But it was worth it enjoy animals. I want to get more serious with Pokemon x reader writing so I hope some people enjoy this… I’m never doing this big of a post again… this was meant to be a Christmas post- way to many bloody tags to add :,)

[leslie057]

rating things owned by nancy elizabeth wheeler

because she’s got a lot of little things. mostly they are very cute and strange little things.

starting off strong we have the prettiest tissue box in the world. 9/10, i think if i were sick it would make me feel better to have such a nice tissue box.

i’m fairly certain this is her diary beside it because her diary looks pink in the upside down version of her bedroom. so this is probably it? 11/10, i want to read it so bad. and very sweet pic with mom—7.5/10.

next up these pinstripe pants !! 10/10 i love them so much. oh and the index finger ring is there obviously, 8/10, such a consistent piece of her character.

a ribbon for being the bestest girl ever in the world. 10/10. also the card of cardinals: 6/10, probably just a christmas card or something rather than a symbol of her love for birds. but i still like it.

mr rabbit gets 11/10 for the name alone. and why does he look dead. i love him. he’s me.

descent from xanadu: QUITE LITERALLY 0/10. at first i was SO excited to cheer her on for reading a sex and drugs book at school but as it turns out? bizarre and gross. seems to go heavy on nonconsensual stuff. i snagged a free pdf and command f’d for whore and bitch. lots of results obviously (one use of c*ck crazy bitch…lovely). it seems men in this book say a lot of sexist stuff that the women pretend to hate but love which i can’t imagine is great for a teenage girl to consume. also just not sexy at all.

literally so bad, and this is not the worst of it.

sooo bad. the author was what 70 (??) writing that his female character got clinically DIAGNOSED with being a slut for every guy she comes in contact with. i know options for sexy literature were probably limited at this time but…please go check out something else. i wanna bonk her on the head with this book (paperback) and hug her. you don’t need to read this to be cool and sexually aware. moving on.

on the other side of that, the blondie calendar gives us a sense of the GOOD media she’s consuming!! a 10/10 no questions asked. we don't really get to see many of her hobbies or interests outside of investigation so this is a much appreciated detail.

of course like all good things in life the blondie calendar does get replaced. its replacement is what i will call Weird Antinaturalist Art Piece #1 seen in her room in s4. i give it a 4/10 because idk what’s going on really.

and here is a very crunchy screencap of Weird Antinaturalist Art Piece #2 from s4 which i will give a 5/10. note the boyfriend typical photography above it, for sure a 10/10.

there is also Weird Antinaturalist Art Piece #3 which gets an 8/10 because i like the composition and the piano player. where did she get this and why. interior decoration is her passion.

the sleeping bag and crochet pillow setup. 7/10. would take a cat nap here.

pluto!! 15/10, the best mickey mouse character i would say. i hope her cousin is taking good care of him.

bulletin board 10/10. i love how obvious it is that she has had this up for forever. probably a nice constant in her life.

and my favorite pic up there is this precious one. look at herrr. 5000/10.

her floral weekender bag. 6/10, i like it, but not as much as i like the speedwalk and the toss into the backseat. she was SO ready for her lab takedown road trip.

trapper keeper is a 9/10 because they probably put anything and everything on trapper keepers back in the day and yet still she chose this lovely understated hot air balloon. elegant.

tom cruise poster is 1000000/10 actually. she is so loyal to that man. actually though not a great pic of him all things considered so maybe i give it a 999999/10. (i love it so much because i know for a fact that jonathan byers works proactively to never acknowledge this poster, because he is more mature than that.) (he is not more mature than that, in fact he is a little pouty about mr cruise.)

KITTY FIGURINE. 10/10. i thought it was just in s4 but i found it on her other nightstand in s1. very very adorable. i imagine it is now one of the first things she sees in the morning (well that and her blue telephone: 8/10) which is bizarre and cute. the mixtape drawer gets a 10/10 for reasons that i don’t think i need to get into.

white fingerless gloves! 10/10. so chic for monster hunting.

black fingerless gloves from s4. hmmm 3/10, they're cool i guess but they don’t feel very nancy and the white ones are so much better. especially because you may get the splatter effect of monster blood on them in a battle scenario, which would be badass.

piggybank (with her name on the side). 2/10 unfortunately i don’t like him. he looks at me like i took out his whole pig village and i just need some quarters. also did she paint this herself? in that case, 3/10 for customization lol.

pastel underwear drawer: 10/10. her committment to the hollistic aesthetic and color palette of her room is impressive here. it was a good idea to use this drawer as a deterrence against her little brother and a money hiding place but clearly he has no manners and is a THIEF.

STRIPED SOCKS. 10/10. i realize it's hard to see because she's moving so fast (slow down he is not going anywhere) but they are indeed stripey even though i would have guessed solid white. and wow what good sleeping socks. stripes are just cozier. hope she got lots of sleep in those.

[kmt123whatsthetea]

George weasley NSFW alphabet

Kinktober 2023

My laptop has finally been fixed and the fanfic finished. I haven’t been as active as I would like to have been for kinktober but maybe I’ll do some Christmas stuff closer to the time. Anyway, here’s a horny alphabet, have at it

TW: Kind-dom George (I always imagine him being the softer twin, idk why), Breeding kink, implied marking (through biting and spanking etc), mentions of DDLG, choking, mention of sub George, thigh riding

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

George always holds you tight and gives you a million kisses. He’ll always let you know just how good you were and how much of a good girl you are. He will only get out of bed if you ask for something. He won’t let you lift a finger after sex.

B = Body Part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partners)

He loves your hips. He loves squeezing them when he stands behind you and he loves placing his hand on your hip when you both go out for the night. He also loves holding your hips when he's burying himself inside of you.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

He’s either cumming inside or he’s not cumming at all. He absolutely adores the idea of you being pregnant and the thought of you being swollen with milk leaking from your breasts will make him cum in his boxers like a horny teenager (and then he’ll be all pouty because he didnt cum inside you, but he’d definitely try to collect it on his fingers and stuff it inside of you)

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I think his dirty secret would involve him being a bit rougher with you (he gets this idea after seeing you with Fred). He would love to mark you as his, whether it's through bite marks, hand prints, or body writing. If he tries it, he’ll be obsessed with tying you up and writing on your body. He’ll write things like “Dirty whore” “My Bunny” “Cum Dump” “Bite Me” “Breeding Bitch” and anything else that makes his dick hard

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s got quite a bit of experience. Being on the Quidditch team meant that the girls practically threw themselves at him, his brother, and other players. He fucked a few of these girls, picked up a few tricks on how to make a woman very happy. Luckily for you, he puts those tricks to good use every time you both go at it.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

Either missionary or cowgirl. He loves watching your face because he can't imagine a prettier sight, but he also loves when you randomly straddle him and start riding him. He will still be somewhat in control (if you haven’t taken control this time).

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He can be, but it all depends on his mood and your mood. There are times when he tries to be goofy to cheer you up and it leads to sex (it's not the same but it's close). There are times when he will crack a few jokes and make smart quips but he only really does this towards the end of having sex when you’re both coming down from your highs.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I feel like he prefers to keep it trimmed and neat. He won't fully shave but he will like to keep it clean and tidy. The carpet definitely doesn't match the drapes. It seems to be the opposite. His hair is long, his down there hair will be short, almost shaven. His hair is short, his down there hair will be about the same length.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

Ginger Don Juan. This man is so romantic that his second job would be a poet. He loves taking you to dinner with rose petals and candles. Sex is the same, for sure. On anniversaries, he will go all out with silk sheets and dimmed lights while he slowly fucks into you. He’ll hold you close and make sure you feel so loved. (it doesn't even have to be an anniversary, just when he's in a romantic mood)

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

He doesn't jerk off that much, surprisingly. Maybe twice or three times a week. He just doesn’t get turned on that much. But when he meets you, he stops jerking off all together (why would he need his hand when he has your perfect body to play with as he pleases.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Does a praise kink still count if he gets off on giving praise? If so, then he has a praise kink. He has a little bit of a dumbification kink. He loves making you so cock drunk and dumb. He has an edging and overstimulation kink. He adores the way you writhe from being too sensitive and the way you whine when he stops pleasuring you. Teasing, he loves it. It's more of a condescending teasing, like telling you how greedy your pussy is and that you're too dumb to take care of yourself so he has to do it for you. DDLG. he loves treating you like his innocent little girl while you call him daddy.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He isn't one for risks so he prefers anywhere in your flat. He prefers the bed or the bath or the sofa. Maybe he can be persuaded to fuck you against the window overlooking Diagon Alley (I know its risky, but he secretly casts a disillusionment charm and a silencing charm to make you both invisible and silent) poor guy just doesnt want anyone else seeing your tits with a fucked out look on your face

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When you give him those innocent little doe eyes and say vulgar and dirty things. Coming back to the ddlg kink, he loves when you randomly walk up to him and call him daddy. So random yet so hot. He will drop everything he's doing and carry you to bed.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He's against overly hurting you. He’ll spank you and overstimulate you but he'd never slap you across the face or pull your hair too hard. I feel like he'd be against choking you too hard. He doesn't mind wrapping his fingers around your throat but he’ll never go as far as making you dizzy or oxygen starved.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He’s more of a giving man. He loves the sound you make and the way you feel on this tongue. He adores the feeling of your thighs against his ears and how your legs tremble after you cum against his mouth.

He doesn't mind receiving if it means that he gets to look at your teary eyes as you try to take him all. He’ll tease you by telling you that your mouth is just too small for his big cock and that you need him to train your throat.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He can be either fast or slow but there's always a sensual element to it. No matter what you guys are doing, he always wants you to feel loved by him. Sometimes he’ll make his pace slow and torturous just to tease you and make you beg.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He isn’t one for quickies. He prefers to take his time making love to you. Even if he has the time for a quickie, he’ll use that time to give you sweet kisses and promises for a passionate evening. He doesn’t like quickies because he doesn’t think that it's enough time to appreciate your beauty.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

No. even when there's a chance to take a risk, he just doesn't like risks. He's happy to experiment as long as it's not too public and stays within both of your comfort zones. Don't think that he’s predictable, he’ll always find new ways to keep things interesting and new.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

This man has stamina for days. He can last a pretty long time but he will adapt to his partner. Although he likes overstimulating you, he will stop immediately if you even let out the faintest pained sound. He’ll apologise and stop for the night.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He owns a vibrator and that's it. He likes using it on you while fucking you because of the way you feel around him and how wet you get. Sometimes he’ll use it to edge you, but only if he's in a playful mood. He doesn't really like using dildos because he likes how tight you are (it doesnt matter that he fucks you nearly every night, you still feel so tight to him).

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

It really depends on his mood. If he’s in a teasing mood, then you better be in for a long night of being edged and tortured by this ginger sweetheart. If he’s in a romantic mood, then it's completely the opposite and he’ll make you cum as much as you can.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Again, it depends. If you persuade him to be submissive, he will be a loud whiny boy. He is definitely the type who begs for you to touch him and pleads to cum. When he’s in charge, he grunts and lets out breathy sighs.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

If you ride his thigh, he will cum in his boxers. He adores the feeling of your thighs squeezing his and the wet feeling of your cunt soaking through the material. Whether his hands are on your hips guiding you or he’s letting you use his thigh, he’s happy and horny. If he’s wearing his work trousers and you ride his thigh before work, he won't change his trousers. He’s wearing the stains like a badge of honour.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Being a twin, his dick is identical to his brothers. But he does have a few defining characteristics (his dick does anyway). He has one vein that becomes prominent when he's being edged. When you give him oral and focus on that vein (trailing it with your tongue or sucking it) he gets loud.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He has a high yearning but he pretends that he doesn't so that he can tease you. He loves when you come to him all needy and beg him to touch you but he just carries on with what he was doing. Sometimes his sex drive will wane and he’ll be in more of a mood to cuddle than to fuck but apart from that he has a pretty high sex drive.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He falls asleep after you but there are some occasions where he will fall asleep first. If he’s been submissive and you’ve really taken a toll on him then he’ll be out like a light. But the majority of the time, he will only fall asleep after he’s tended to you.

[earthtoharlow]

Flashing Lights

20. Hate The Club

Jack Harlow x Singer!OC

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“Ok I found her.” Maryse and Doja turned their attention away from the movie and looked at Saweetie who was scrolling on her phone.

“Found who?” Doja questioned.

“The bitch who Jack kissed!” Saweetie exclaimed.

All Maryse could do was sigh, and turn back to the movie they were watching. Jack had been blowing up her phone for days now, and they were left unanswered. She didn’t want to hear the excuses.

Right now, she could hardly muster up the energy to care. Her heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, and the thought of confronting the other girl seemed insignificant in comparison to the pain she was experiencing.

“I don’t care,” Maryse murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she shook her head wearily. “It doesn’t matter.”

Doja & Saweetie looked at each other in concern. They were worried about their friend. They’ve been with Maryse everyday for the past couple days and haven't seen her cry once. It was concerning.

As Maryse sat in the quiet solitude of her thoughts, she found herself replaying the moment she saw Jack kiss another girl over and over again. Each iteration brings with it a fresh wave of anguish and despair.

She couldn’t shake the feeling of disbelief, the nagging sense that somehow, she had been blindsided by the very person she had trusted with her heart.

Fueled by a mix of frustration and anger, Maryse turned to her friends with a determined glint in her eyes. “Hey, do you guys want to hit up the club tonight?” she asked, her voice tinged with defiance. “I need to blow off some steam.”

Doja & Saweetie exchanged surprised glances, taken aback by Maryse’s sudden change in demeanor. After all, Christmas was just around the corner, and most people were gearing up for festive celebrations with family and loved ones. But Maryse couldn’t bring herself to care about holiday cheer—not when her heart felt like it had been shattered into a million irreparable pieces.

Without waiting for their response, Maryse pushed herself to her feet, restless energy coursing through her. She needed to escape the suffocating weight of her memories, to lose herself in the music and drinks, if only for a few fleeting hours.

“I don’t think that’s a great idea…” Saweetie said with worry. Doja nodded in agreement and added “yeah, why don’t we just stay here and finish watching some movies?”

Maryse knew they were right deep down. Drowning in her sorrows at some club was hardly the solution to her problems but in the moment she couldn’t bare to face the truth, couldn’t bring herself to confront the raw pain that was consuming her.

“I just need to get out of my own head for a little while,” Maryse eventually replied, her voice tinged with defiance. “I can’t stay cooped up in here, wallowing in self-pity. I need to feel alive again, I need to forget.”

Doja and Saweetie nodded sympathetically, understanding where their friend was coming from. While Saweetie helps Maryse pick out an outfit, Doja pulls out her phone and hurries to text Urban.

“Hey, we’re going to the club with Maryse and she’s really hurting right now,” the message read, the words flashing across the screen in rapid pace. “We need to get her and Jack back together. Can you talk to him and convince him to come?”

***

Urban looks down at his phone, Doja’s message burning a hole through his phone. He knew that convincing Jack to leave the house would be hard but he knew he had to at least try.

Taking a deep breath, Urban pressed his ear against the door trying to see if he could hear him in the room. He then raised his hand and rapped gently on the wood, the sound echoing through the hallway.

“Hey, man,” Urban began, voice muffled by the barrier between them. “I know you’re going through a tough time right now, but I think it might do you some good to get out of the house for a bit.”

There was a moment of silence, during which Urban held his breath, waiting for a response. Then, to his relief, he heard the click of the door unlocking, followed by the creak of hinges as it swung open.

Jack stood on the other side, his expression guarded as he regarded his friend with wary eyes.

“Maryse will be there.” Urban told him gently, he could see Jack’s eyes light up slightly at the mention of Maryse.

“Okay,” Jack said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’ll come.”

Urban sighed in relief, and offered Jack a small smile, silently hoping that tonight would go well.

***

Maryse plastered a fake smile on her face as she navigated through the crowded club. Everyone at the club looked like they were having a good time but she still felt a hollow emptiness gnawing at her insides.

She had convinced herself that a night out with her friends was just what she needed to forget about the breakup, to drown out the echoes of heartache that haunted her every waking moment. But as the minutes stretched into hours, Maryse found herself growing increasingly weary of the charade.

All she wanted to do was go home, to escape the suffocating weight of her emotions, but she knew that she had to fight through the pain, and pretend that everything was fine.

As Maryse approached the bar to order another drink, her heart skipped a beat when she spotted Jack walking through the door with Urban. Anger flared within her, hot and fierce, as she realized that her friends must have been the ones to tell him where she was.

Maryse stormed over to where Doja and Saweetie were gathered, her steps heavy with anger and frustration. As she reached them, her words tumbled out in a rush, fueled by a potent mix of hurt and betrayal.

“How could you do this to me?” she spat, her voice laced with venom. “I trusted you, and you went behind my back and told him where I was. I thought you were supposed to be my friends.”

They recoiled at her accusations, their faces a mask of shock and guilt. But Maryse was too consumed by her anger to notice, too blinded by her pain to see the hurt she was causing.

Jack, seeing all the commotion, approached the group with a look of concern in his eyes. He reached out to touch Maryse arm, his voice soft and soothing as he tried to calm her down.

“M, please.”

Maryse, desperate to push him away, pulled away from Jack’s touch and turned her attention to the nearest guy on the dance floor. She threw herself into the strangers arms, and flirted with him shamelessly.

Jack watched in distress as she danced with the stranger. He knew that she was only doing it to hurt him, to make him jealous, but it still stung to see her with someone else.

Despite feeling discouraged, he ignored the looks from his friends and went to the dark corner of the club, where he still had a good view of Maryse. She didn’t want to be around him but he still cared and worried about her. He was going to stay and make sure she didn’t go home with anyone.

It seemed like hours before it looked like Maryse was ready to go home. He noticed she was stumbling and looking around frantically, looking for someone. She finally caught his eye, and started walking towards him.

Maryse’s vision was clouded by tears and confusion. She reached out for him, her fingers grasping desperately at his shirt.

“Jackman please,” she slurred, her words thick with emotion. “I can’t do this anymore. Take me home, please.”

Jack’s heart ached in his chest at the sight of Maryse’s tear-stained face, his own eyes brimming with unshed tears. Without hesitation, he gathered Maryse into his arms, holding her close.

“I’ve got you. Let’s get you home.” And with that, he carried her out of the club.

As they settled into the car, Maryse was still crying in the passenger seat. She turned to Jack, her face flushed with emotion.

“Why did you kiss that girl?” she choked out, her voice trembling with hurt.

Jack felt a pang of guilt tug at his heart knowing that this wasn’t the right time or place for such conversation. But he also knew that he couldn’t lie to Maryse, not when her heart was breaking before his eyes.

“I didn’t kiss her,” he said softly, his voice filled with regret. “I’m so sorry, Maryse. I never meant to hurt you. I love you more than anything in this world.”

Maryse stayed silent and leaned her head out the window. Jack just sighed and continued driving.

When they finally made it to her apartment, Jack helped Maryse as she stumbled up the steps. When they finally get inside, Jack goes to the bathroom to grab her makeup’s wipes.

He helps Maryse change into her pajamas. Jack gently wipes the makeup off her face, knowing that she would be upset in the morning if she slept in it. Jack’s heart ached at the sight of her tear-stained face, the pain etched in every line and curve. “Can you stay with me tonight? And leave in the morning before I wake up? I don’t want to be alone.” Maryse softly.

“I’ve got you,” Jack murmured softly, his voice calming her. “I’ll take care of you, Maryse. I’ll always be here for you.”

Tears still streaming down her cheeks, Maryse nodded slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you, Jack.” she murmured, her words choked with emotion. “I just… I don’t know how to make this go away. I want to trust you again, but I can’t stop thinking about… about her.”

Maryse squeezed his hand tightly, seeking comfort. “But I miss you.” she admitted, her voice trembling. “I miss having you next to me at night, feeling your arms around me. And if you asked me to move in with you again, I would say yes this time, without hesitation.”

Her words hung heavy in the air. Jack knew that he had hurt her deeply even though it was a whole misunderstanding and that there were no words he could say to erase the pain.

“I’ll stay with you tonight, M. But in the morning, if that’s what you want, I’ll leave. I’ll give you all the space you need.”

Jack then tucked her into bed, and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering against her skin. Maryse was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Jack remained awake, his thoughts consumed by the weight of the impending dawn. He knew that when morning came, he would have to honor Maryse's wishes and leave her, despite the ache in his heart.

As he watched her sleep, Jack couldn’t bear the thought of saying goodbye, or walking away from the woman he loved more than life itself.

The light shined through the window Maryse stirred from her sleep, her heart heavy with the weight of the night’s events. With a heavy sigh, she opened her eyes, the memories of the previous evening flooding back with painful clarity.

Turning over, she reached out for Jack, her hand grasping at the empty space where he should have been. Reality crashed down upon her like a wave, and with a choked sob, tears spilled from her eyes, trailing down her cheeks.

Maryse longed for Jack’s warm embrace, but she knew that he was gone, just as she had asked.

***

an: this hurt so much ngl 😢 consider this chapter a season finale!! The next part of this series will be called Don’t Like the Lights and it’ll have a tiny time jump to the Grammys to when CHTKMY and Maryse’s debut album is nominated 🫢!! We finally made it to 2023 y’all 🫶🫶🫶🫶 as always let me know your thoughts or yell at me either is fine 😭

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[hanta-seros-wifey]

lacrosse and cheer- hanta sero x f!reader

summary: in a quirkless AU, hanta sero and our dear reader find themselves in a fake relationship to ward off exes (toru hagakure & juzo honenuki). maybe they’ll fall in love?

authors note: okay this has been BREWING for the past couple of weeks and i’ve finalized the plot and everything. weekly updates, our lovely class 1A will be aged up to 3rd years, class 1B appreciation alright, reader is part of the dekusquad.

chapter 8: christmas & many seasons

DECEMBER-FEBRUARY

warning: smut at the end of this chapter!!!!

you sat down in the 1b common room with juzo. your feet were tucked under you as you took a sip from your mug. “im sorry for finally being able to get to this conversation juz” you smile sadly and he waves you off. “its fine i love seeing you happy again” he smiles at you and you give him one back.

“so the day of the break up” you start and let out a huff setting your mug down on the table. juzo leans his head on his hand and stares at you intently. “i was a bitch” you said letting out a small chuckle. “i’ve apologized many times now and im sorry i humiliated you in front of both A and B classes” you said with your head hung low.

“i did love you juz, i still do feel that love for you” you said smiling sadly at him and he returned it to you. “i loved hanta at the time too, i’ve had this massive crush on him since our first year i swear” you said letting out a small laugh.

“know that i’ll always still have that love for you too” he said softly and you smiled at him. “first loves come on now” he said nudging your shoulder and you laughed. “youre my best friend and im sorry for how i treated you in the past” you said leaning your head on his shoulder.

“its okay” he said fiddling with his fingers and resting his head on yours too. “i dont think i can be with anyone for awhile though” he admits and you furrow your eyebrows. “whys that?” you hummed looking at his fingers as he played with them. “just a lot on my plate, having a girlfriend seems like a recipe for disaster right now if i cant give her the time she deserves” he explained and you nodded.

“well when that day comes where you decide to give it a shot i better be the first to know not tetsutetsu” you giggle as you glanced over at tetsutetsu. he was bothering itsuka and neito with something. classic tetsu. “so plans for the holidays?” he asked and you shrugged.

“hanta and i are planning a joint christmas party with our families and be back here for new years with everyone” you nodded your head and he does the same. “sounds nice” he says and you look up at him. “and you? what are your plans?” you asked and he shrugs.

“still debating on it” is all he answers and you dont push it. “now missy there is one thing we havent gone over” juzo said shifting his body to turn to yours. “which is?” you said confused. “how good was shoto?” he whispered to you and your eyes widened.

you smacked his arm. “juzo how could you bring it up” you said playfully. “hmm” you said leaning back thinking about it. “i give it 8/10” you said giving juzo a smirk. “it was pretty good” you said throwing your hands in the air defensively.

“it was very soft, slow, but also passionate if that makes sense?” you said and juzo nodded. “yea could tell it was so good by the hickies he had left, wondered how the poor boy’s back looked like” he said indicating your nails.

“oh it was bad, his neck, chest, and back” you shrugged and smirked. “poor hanta too he has to go through that” he said leaning back. “bro likes it cmon now” you joked and he laughs. “the marks just show how much i love him” you wink and he pushed your head lightly while laughing.

“you nasty” he said shoving you lightly. “are we shoving y/n now?! i wanna do it too!” you heard tetsutetsu yell out and he came over shoving you lightly and jumping down to sit on the other side of you.

“you got a little something right there” tetsutetsu says smirking and doing a little circle motion to a spot on your neck. “conversations done im heading back to my room” you said pushing him off of you and pulling juzo with you.

“walk me back loser” you smiled and juzo followed you out as you waved bye to the others. he gives you a hug as he drops you off at the door of the dormitory complex. “bye juz” you squeezed him lightly as you both pull away. “i’ll see you later y/n” he said and turned around to start walking back to his dormitory complex.

you walked in to find denki, hanta, eijiro, and katsuki surrounding eri, showing her something. you sigh as you watch and decide to help the poor girl out. “alright thats enough what are you losers showing her?” you said placing your hands gently on eri’s shoulders.

“how to play on the nintendo switch” eri answered for them and you squinted your eyes at the screen. your eyes widened and you immediately took the controller away from eri and scooped her up. you covered her eyes and ears. “guys she’s 7 years old” you hissed at them and denki shrugged.

“whats the big deal its just a bunch of zombies anyway” he defended and you stopped walking. “imagine how mr. aizawa would feel if he caught your dumbasses” you hissed some more and walked away with eri. “means im in trouble guys” you heard hanta say and he followed you into the elevator.

you smacked his arm as the boys let out “oooh’ss”. you looked up at hanta as eri wrapped her small arms around your neck. “what were you thinking??!??” you scolded him and he shrugged. “it was denki’s idea” he shrugged and you squinted your eyes at him.

“what are your plans for christmas?” eri asked which made the two of you turn to her. “were going home and having a small christmas party with our families” you smiled at her and she gave you one back. “how about you? what are you and mr. aizawa doing?” hanta asked her.

“were doing something with uncle hizashi, uncle oboro, and auntie nemuri” she said nodding her head confirming it. “aww how nice” you smiled and she nodded. “we’ll be back for new years, will you guys be too?” she asked and you nodded. “planning a class 3A & 3B new year party, mina and eijiro are planning it” hanta said as the elevator dinged and it opened.

hanta led you to his dorm and you put eri down as she walked in. she immediately runs to the hammock and lays down closing her eyes. “now eri” you start and she looks st you, eyes widened. “do not tell your dad what these idiots showed you okay?” you told her and she nodded her head in understanding. you high-fived her. “atta girl” you said laughing.

ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅

CHRISTMAS

you walked around your living room as your brought more wine for hanta’s parents. they thanked you as you poured it into their wine glasses, giving you a big smile. “you chose right son” his dad said and you blush as you motion for hanta to follow you into the kitchen.

the kitchen was lonely and you placed the wine onto the counter and turned to him. you smiled up at him as you reached up to plant a kiss onto his lips. his hands immediately wrapped around your waist. “mhm i love you” you mumbled against his lips as you smiled.

you felt him smile too as he cupped your face in his hands and kissed you more passionately. “i love you more” he mumbled against your mouth. “hey quit locking lips over there!” your mom yelled out and you pulled away laughing.

"come over here it's time for gift exchanges!" hanta's mom said excitedly as she moved towards the tree with her husband in tow. "cmon" you said dragging hanta with you. you sat next to each other as you grabbed your gifts for each person.

"can i go first please?" you asked and looked around and everyone nodded their heads. you passed out your gifts to hanta's parents, his twin sisters, hanta, and your mom. you sat nervously as they opened them.

they all loved their gifts and exchanged thank you's and hugs with you. after gift exchanging, hanta pulled you aside to give you one more gift secretly. "for you my princess" he smiled as he extended the gift to you. he sat on one of the stools in the kitchen as you stood between his legs.

you opened the mini box and gasped. his name on a necklace. you pulled it out and examined it. "it's so beautiful" you gasped as you held it with shaky hands. "here" he says grabbing it and motioned for you to turn around. he clasps it onto your neck and you turn around smiling.

"you so deserve head after this" you giggled and pulled him in for a kiss. "mhm you think i do?" he says against your lips. "duh" you said with a smirk as you walked upstairs after seeing no one was paying attention. "wait seriously now?" he questions as he gets up adjusting his crotch area and hurriedly walks up the steps.

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NEW YEARS EVE

you walked in to the dorm complex hand in hand with hanta. "hey theyre back!" eijiro exclaimed coming over to hug you and fist bunp hanta. "how was the drive man?" he asks hanta and he only sighs. "tiring" he sighs as he moves to fist bump katsuki and denki.

eri came into view and ran to hug your legs. "yay youre back!" she exclaims and you scoop her up. "how was christmas?" you ask her as eyes light up. "can i show you what dad, uncle hizashi, uncle oboro, and auntie nemi got me?!" she asked excitedly as she jumped out of your arms.

she ran towards her room and you laughed watching the energetic little girl. mina came out with decorations as she asked eijiro and the boys to help out. "rikido is baking sweets for the party!" mina called out and it's then you can smell bread and it smells wonderful.

eri came back and led you to sit on the sofa and she gave you a presentation of all the toys and clothes she received. she excitedly ran to hanta and dragged him over to sit down on the couch as she started once more. you went to go help the others as eri ran off with all her gifts back to her room.

within an hour and a half the common room was set up and ready for guests to start coming in. juzo, tetsutetsu, itsuka, neito, and yosetsu came in with the rest of class B trailing behind them. "thank you for inviting us" juzo said as he pulled you into a hug and moved on to fist bump hanta and the others. "OUR GIRL!" tetsutetsu yelled out and you laughed. "yup she's here" you said opening your arms for a hug.

he crashes into your arms, lifting you up slightly. he places you down and grasps onto your shoulders. “you know i love you right?” he says tilting his hesd as he bent down slightly to meet your eyes. “aww you love me?” you said childishly as you give him a cheesy smile.

“duh like my little sister” he says flicking your forehead. he kisses your forehead and stands up to his full height. “HEY EIJIRO” he yells out which causes you to flinch at the sudden raising of his voice. “MY MAN” they both say as they fist bump each other and give a brotherly hug.

more of class B piles in and its a full common room. eri runs around greeting everyone and you cant help but smile. kyoka’s playlist plays in the common room and some people are dancing. hizashi and nemuri are dancing and having fun.

“KEIGO TAKAMI IS AT MY PARTY” mina exclaims as she sees keigo and you laugh. “keep it together mina” you said bumping your hip into hers. keigo turns around and sends a wink to you and mina. you sigh adoringly as you watch him walk away and towards mr. aizawa.

“boo!” you heard and jumped up when someone planted their hands on both yours and mina’s shoulders. you turned to see yuga there as he throws his arms around the both of you. “a new year” he says somewhat sadly. you turned to him confused.

“why the sad tone yuga?” you asked kindly as you ran your fingers through his blond hair. “it means we graduate soon, off to different paths” he says and you smile at him. “we’ll make the most of it okay?” you said and he smiles and nods.

mina pulls him out to dance and you laugh watching them walk away. someone covers your eyes as two others grab onto your shoulders. “aw you caught me” you said sarcastically with a giggle. “guess who?” one said and you smile upon hearing his voice. “tenya i know its you” you said as momo giggled off to the side.

“shoto and izuku” you said and they pulled away and tackled you in a hug. “my favorite boys” you smiled so widely as you tried to hold them all in your arms. you failed considering they towered over you. you looked at everyone and your friends smiled at you. “we’ve missed you” tenya said nudging your shoulder and you look up at him.

“im sorry” you said with a sad smile. “its not my intention, you guys are my bestest friends ever” you said and they all stared at you with a smile. “dont apologize its okay, just you know you can bring hanta along right? we dont hate him” momo said pulling you into a hug.

“i know” you said accepting her embrace. “lets go dance!” ochaco exclaimed pulling you and momo along with her. the three of you danced, stumbling and giggling. tenya came and wrapped his arms around momo’s waist and she melted in his embrace. “awww” you gushed as izuku came up and did the same with ochaco.

strong arms wrapped around your waist as you turn to see hanta. you smiled and got on your tip toes to place a kiss on his lips. “countdown is starting” he mumbles against your lips as you moved to the couch. you watched the screen as everyone in the common room started the countdown.

“10”

“9”

“8”

“7”

“6”

“5”

“4”

“3”

“2”

“1”

“happy new year!!” everyone exclaimed and you giggled. hanta pulled you in gently and crashed his lips onto yours. you grab his arm and kiss back with so much force and passion. you both pulled away and he pulled you into him kissing your cheek as you let a series of giggles.

“i love you” he said as he stares in your eyes. “i love you more” you said smiling at him. mina and eijiro stood behind you two, snapping pictures of the moment for the two of you. “this is so cute!” mina gushed as eijiro pulled her in for a kiss.

eri ran around giving hugs to everyone and wishing them a happy new year. juzo walked up to you and smiled at you. “happy new year juz” you said pulling him into a side hug. “watch out” he warned as tetsutetsu came crashing into your arms crying out a “happy new year”, he was clearly drunk.

“aww tetsu” you joked patting his head as he clinged to your side. itsuka, yosetsy, and neito came in to join the group hug. “aw i love you guys” you gushed hugging them tighter if it was even possible. an hour or two later, the party was over and everyone went off to their respective dorms.

you grabbed onto the end of hanta’s shirt, smirking. “up to mine?” you said in a teasing tone. “how bout mine?” he offers and your eyes light up. “mhm yes” you sighed and he took your hand in his, leading you to his dorm. “can we use the hammock?” you said smiling and he stops to look at you. “youre on to something” he said picking you up and enetering his dorm and locking it.

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SHOTO’S 18th BIRTHDAY

you set everything up in his dorm room, with the help of ochaco and momo. hanta, izuku, and tenya took him out for a run to be able to pull this mission off. “okay it looks great” you smiled as you took a step back to admire the work you, ochaco, and momo did.

“aww for our sho” momo said taking a picture of the setup. the three of you walked out of shoto’s dorm room and walked down to the common room to wait for the boys. 20 minutes later they came running in, shoto coming in first.

“hi sho” you moved to get up and greet him as hanta, izuku, and tenya followed in after. “happy birthday!” you said pulling him into a hug. “im sweaty” he says and you shrugged waving it off and hug him.

“alright im up to my room” he said and you all watched him go up the steps, you all followed after a minute. you made it to the fifth floor and stop to see he opened his door already. he’s stood there looking at it in awe. “do you like it sho?” ochaco said as she walked up to him and placing a hand on his shoulder.

he walks in further and you all follow to get his reaction. 6 gift bags lay neatly on his bed, the number 18 floats above his bed as multiple red and white balloons scatter around his room and bed. he picks up the card that comes from all of you, but written in your handwriting.

he turns around to face all of you. “you guys did this?” he says as his eyes gloss over. he looks down at the card with shaky hands. worry flashes over your face and you move to place a hand on his shoulder. “im sorry s-“ you got cut off by shoto scooping you up in his arms.

you feel tears coming from him and you stroke his hair, calming him down. “thank you” he chokes out as his grip on you goes tighter. you shush him softly as he pulls away to look at you. “aww” you say softly as you wipes his tears away.

his grip on you softens as he moves towards the others, embracing them and thanking them. “you guys didnt have to” he said wiping his tears away and calming down. “we wanted to sho” ochaco said with a soft smile. “you mean the world to us man” tenya said throwing an arm around his shoulder.

“you wanna light up the candle?” you asked as you moved to grab the small cake, rikido had baked, and held it in front of shoto. “i want to with everyone, cmon lets go” he said as he walked out of his dorm room.

the boys called everyone out and once everyone was settled in the common room, you lit the candles. you sang happy birthday to shoto and he blew them out. “thank you guys this means so much to me” he smiles at everyone and you all go in for a group hug.

VALENTINES DAY

you woke up next to hanta and looked up smiling. what ended up a tickle fight, turned into the both of you knocking out. you sit up and admire his face. “‘m youre staring babe” he mutters as he smiles. he pulls you down and hovers over you. “happy valentines day” you said leaning up to kiss him.

he kisses back and parts your legs to settle between them. you moan softly and he smirks against your mouth. he moves to kiss your neck and you tilt your head up to give him acess. his hands roam your body as yours do the same with him. “do you want to?” he asks when he lifts his head up. “duh” you said with a playful tone.

he leans over to grab a condom from his bedside table. he leaves it unopened as he continues to kiss your neck. you were already only wearing panties so you feel him growing hard and you smirked. hanta moves his knee gently to rub against your clit and you gasp at the sudden action.

“keep doing that” you sigh in pleasure as he continues his actions. he goes to remove your panties and easily slides in 2 fingers to stretch you out. he kisses you as he works on stretching you out. you turn your head to look at the condom. “hey” you get his attention as he stops and looks at you.

“yea” he says confused as he moves a strand behind your ear. “can we go at it raw? just this one time i promise” you asked cautiously and he hovers there thinking it. “i pull out right?” he says still trying to wrap his head around the question. “yea silly” you giggle and he looks down at you. “fuck yea” he says kissing you.

he continues his movements as a series of moans left your mouth. “that feel good?” he asks cockily and you moan in response. “fuck” you whine as his fingers on your clit sped up. youre about to cum when he pulls his fingers away. “hey” you whine out as he spreads your legs and aligns himself with your entrance.

“you sure about this?” he asks before he enters. “yes 1000 times yes hanta” you said and thats all he needs to hear before entering you. it feels different, a good different. you both moan together as he enters all the way. “holy shit that feels so good, you feel so good” he praises as he starts moving slowly.

you dont have the words, moans slip out of your mouth as you babble incoherently. you wrap your arms around his neck as his finger goes down to play with your clit. you arch into him and he lifts your leg holding it in place for you. this new angle hits your g-spot perfectly.

you both whine and moan together as this feels so different, but oh so good. after this you probably will never go back to condoms. he wraps his arms around you pulling you close to him. “i love you so much” he says as he kisses you ultimately failing as a moan slipped out from his lips.

“i love you more” you whine out as you feel your orgasm coming. “right there hanta dont stop” you moan out as you arch into him, playing with his hair. “im gonna cum hanta” you pant as the familiar feeling creeps up, ready to snap. “cum on my dick baby” he moans out as he speeds up his finger on your clit.

you cum just from those words alone and he helps you ride it out. his thrusts get sloppier and its then he pulls out and jerks off the rest. he cums on your stomach as he rides out his orgasm. you’re both panting as you savor each other’s presence.

“lets never use condoms again” you manage out as you look hanta in the eyes. he moves to grab his shirt off the floor and wipes your stomach off along with your cum dripping from your thighs.

“lets shower and then i got a surprise for you” he says as he gets up and picks you up, carrying you to the bathroom. “hanta!” you giggle all the way there.

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[memesofthevale]

holidays can be hard

❝hey, wanna spend the holiday along together?❞ ❝i wasn't really planning on doing anything this year...❞ ❝can't we just get along? just for today?❞ ❝i love you. please come home.❞ ❝fuck your family. let's party like its Y2K.❞ ❝your mom's a bitch, and her mash potatoes are always thick like paste.❞ ❝yeah, my mom kicked me out, but look a white christmas!❞ ❝i just don't want to spend the day alone this year.❞ ❝my family was never big on celebrating.❞ ❝go away, i don't like [holiday]❞ ❝did you really call my dad a cuck and throw a roll at him?❞ ❝i guess i should've known better than to trust you could be civil.❞ ❝please don't leave. you haven't opened your present yet.❞

[giving] sender shows up without warning to receiver's home to deliver a present knowing receiver has no one to celebrate with.

[taking] sender takes all the gifts from under receiver's tree and burns them.

[coal] sender gives receiver the cold shoulder, refusing to spend the holiday with them.

[blood] sender stands up for receiver when receiver's family is cruel.

[forget] sender forgets to come over to receiver's to spend time together on the holiday.

[unconditional] sender picks up receiver to take them to out as a distraction from old wounds left by family/friend/etc.

[jolly] receiver tries to cheer up sender after sender breaks down on the holiday.

[madhatterbri]

Christmas Showdown | J.P.

Summary: During Christmas, your father wants to know about that comment.

Author's Note: Mild cursing. Work of fiction.

"And I'm still banging the hottest bitch in this entire place," Jack yelled into the microphone. The line he worked on for so long seemed to work. The rowdy crowd in the arena booed. A smirk plastered on his face.

If only he knew how much that comment would bite him in the ass.

"Merry Christmas, everyone," you sung happily as you walked inside your parent's house. Jack followed right behind you and closed the door. The warmth of your family's home a nice change from the chill outside.

The house went silent as the two of you walked in. Your mother and sister cleared their throat and nodded their heads towards the kitchen as if ushering you there. Your dad cheered loudly from the livingroom as he watched his favorite team play.

"Jack, I'm going to help them with cooking dinner. Why don't you watch some football with my dad?" You asked wanting your dad and Jack to finally meet. Your boyfriend turned on his heel but was stopped by your mom.

"Oh no, honey, her dad loves his football. Now isn't the time to talk. Besides we need a man with muscles to help us out in the kitchen," your mom smiled and patted your boyfriend's muscular arms. Jack walked into the kitchen. You followed feeling like something was wrong.

"What's wrong? Why are you guys being weird?" You asked.

"Your dad remembers a certain comment Jack made about you on an AEW taping one night," your mother answered wiping her hands nervously against her apron. "I tried to tell him it was all for a story but it was the way it was delivered,"

"Comment?" You asked. "What certain comment?"

Your sister pulled up a video from Youtube. It was the night he turned heel. Your blood ran cold. Your breath hitched in your throat. The words that caused controversy poured out from the cell phone's speakers. Oh no.

"What did dad say?" You asked.

"He wants to talk to Jack. It should be halftime and our team is up. Maybe this will be a good time since he's in a good mood," your sister encouraged. A fake look of hope shined on her face.

Jack pursed his lips yet nodded. He silently prayed your dad wouldn't kill him. The Jungle Boy was known to push the limit sometimes. He swore ppenty on television and wore a shirt that read Christian is a pushy. He rubbed his head nervously before walking into the livingroom.

"Hello, sir, my name is Jack. Nice to meet you. Your wife said you wanted to talk to me," he shifted his feet uncomfortably.

"I know who you are," your dad spoke roughly. "The man that talked down about my baby,"

"Listen, I wanted to apologize for the comment I made at your daughter's expense. It was used to fully push me to be the bad guy for our job," he explained. "It was wrong of me and I'm sorry,"

"I understand it's just for entertainment. She's just my little girl, you know?" He asked.

"Yeah, next time I will get the crowd riled up another way and not at the expense of your daughter," Jack promised.

"Good to know, besides, I'm banging the hottest b in this place. You got it?" your dad informed him while standing up from the rocking chair. Jack bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. You always warned him about your dad's sense of humor and love for your mom. The man seemed to try and make a joke out of a bad situation. At least he was warming up to him.

"Ye-yes sir," he answered.

[beastabyss666]

The new Mammon and Fizz episode has been released and I wanna put my two cents in.

The palette is oooof........ One of the most "hard to watch" HB episodes. Seriously, hasn't anyone told Vivzie that her colour choices are just utterly failed?

Mammon was simply annoying and cringe, especially considering he's one of the highest "demons". He curses every few seconds, has an Australian accent and is some kind of a rock star(because......because). Oh yeah, he's also a very bad guy, cuz he disrespects women! Also I find it funny that Vivzie said in one of her tweets that she apologizes the fans wouldn't like him, as he's "fat and ugly". In reality, he's just a typical Vivziepop-ish male character, having sharp teeth and eyes without pupils. And his "fatness" is just looking like a Christmas tree with a round body.

Overdetailed backgrounds and sloppy animation, as always. Some moments look reeeeeally stiff. Maybe Vivzie starts drawing easier backgrounds and make characters with less details so the animation was better and faster to produce? Just dreaming.......

The songs are just generic tasteless pop-stuff. Gosh, I just wish they have a better composer cuz it's tiring to hear these cheap pop tunes every time. Maybe get some real rock or something with synthesizer........ I don't know.....

The background characters in this episode look much less like some early Deviantart furry OCs or cosplay freaks, which is a real plus. Take some cuties:

Hee hee goat boy

Hee hee goat girl(kinda accurate to the demonology, love it).

I really like the left amphibia girl, she's so pretty. Also yeah, bg characters really look better than in previous episodes. Almost like they were drawn by someone who actually knows their job well and doesn't make every person look like different art style or different teenager's OC.

Fizz being tired to be a clown for entertainment, having panic attacks, dealing with crazy fans and a shitty boss was honestly a good idea but the final song was just too weak to handle it. If it was done better, it would be really good.

The sigh language kid is cute and it was interesting to see a disabled person being cheered and supported by another disabled person.

Oh wow Viv made another female characters whose entire personality is being bitchy and arrogant(even to each other, though they're sisters they're calling each other whore, bitch etc.). Can't wait for the fanbase to hate these two or lust for them in the worst way possible.

Though there were actually some beautiful and......esthetic frames.

Am I the only one who never understood why Fizzarolli is considered a sex icon in this show? Like, yeah, Mammon said that he'll exploit his "clown employee" in every way possible and it's all for money, but I still don't get the whole "having tons of sex dolls based on him" thing. Who in sanity would buy a sex doll of Fizz? He looks like a stick with limbs and painted face, which is somehow considered sexy by Vivzie or her fans? Wouldn't it be more logical for a woman to be a sex icon? Lots of real women, including teen idols, were sexualized and fetishized for media by their producers and shown as beauty icons. But I just couldn't imagine the same with males. Like, I'm sorry, but to me Fizz who's a circus performer, celebrity and a sex icon is in the same category as Angel Dust who's a porn star, stripper and prostitute at the same time.

I'm very glad there wasn't much Blitzo.

It's funny that this girl looks like a better design for Loona than Loona herself, lmao.

It's actually a progress to see that Vivzie didn't fetishize a romantic relationship between two men and actually showed them as a loving couple which doesn't talk about sex and cocks every five seconds. She actually has put some unexpected effort in it.

Oh wait she didn't—

[supercalime]

I can not believe I haven’t talked about my wishes for RWRB 2!

While I am ecstatic, I also very weary of what they will do with that sequel, as the book and movie work very well as a stand alone. (Unpopular opinion: I hate the extra Henry chapter so I hope they do something with actual substance instead of the boring fluff fest that that chapter was.)

I also love a romcom like any other basic bitch, so I do wonder if they are gonna go with the hallmark/christmas prince vibes in the next installment(s) with wedding and baby. Which I don’t love, but it’s cute.

Anyway, things I’d love to have in this sequel:

- a montage of scenes that were cut from the first one, maybe to show the passage of time. Or even using it in the actual movie

- a bigger budget. I love rwrb but they had a shoestring budget that hurt the movie at parts (anything with green screen, very few extras in crowd scenes, sets that looked cheap,etc). Give me sets with ceilings! Give me natural lighting! The chucky show had a better White House set, get the funding please

- Rafael Luna (my dream cast is Oscar Isaac but I doubt they could get him).

- Henry’s mom! We got a few mentions of her but I would love to have her appear on screen and for us to understand more about Henry’s dad, his moms depression, his relationship with his siblings, etc

-Bea’s struggle with drugs. I love Bea but in the movie she was just a sister with nothing much to do. There were times that she had some questionable lines like hoping Philip doesn’t push their mom down the stairs or telling Henry to cheer up when he questions the existence of royalty

- Queer Nora! They could have thrown a single line that acknowledges that Nora isn’t straight but for some reason the movie didn’t. This could be a good opportunity to just add something in there. Also give our girl a better wig.

- More Pez! Please! My boy had one line in the movie! We were robbed. I want at least one scene of him and Henry talking.

- Some nod/easter egg/reference to June. Alex can’t have a long lost sister or a brand new baby sister called June. I suggest adding a new character and mixing up their personality with junes and having them, Nora and Alex be besties.

- If there is a proposal/wedding storyline, they better go with the cliche of whoever is proposing/organizing wanting this big thing but in the end they see that what’s important is being with the person so they propose in bed by casually asking or have a impromptu wedding with just friends and family

Anyway, these are just things that came up on the top of my head, what do yall want that could be realistic for the movie to approach?

[thehyperfixationcorner]

Two of my all time favourite eps just got reviewed (The Baljeatles and Vanecessary Roughness)! Of the next big batch, some old favorites (or ones I'm looking forward to) are:

No More Bunny Business (somehow never saw it but sure I'll love it)

Isabella and the Temple of Sap (one of those "Only I'd rank it so high" eps)

Cheer Up Candace (ironically remember disliking this because I think it didn't go well for her but eh let's see!)

The Bully Code (pretty sure it's good)

Finding Mary McGuffin (VERY HYPED)

Nerdy Dancin (Jeremy ep bitches)

I Was a Middle Aged Robot (pretty sure this is the Lawrence ep!)

Phineas and Ferb Christmas Vacation! (Can't remember if this is the one I like to see at Christmas)

[imdoingmybest0]

Jake “Hangman” Seresin x F!Reader 18+; Minors DNI

Just a fun little idea I had about Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Anything for the team Prt.1

Running up the beach, I grab my towel to work the sand off my body. The teams last play in dog-fight football had ended with me diving to catch the ball, resulting in a cheer from your team. It also ended with earning me a mouth full of sand, but anything for the team.

Phoenix, Bob, and Halo soon joined me, opting out of what looked now to be tackle football. Bob grabbed three beers out of the small cooler he had packed and a water for himself. Always responsible. Phoenix nudged me with her shoulder, “Good catch back there, really took one for the team.” I feel a grin spread across my face at the compliment. “That’s what this beach trip if for right? Team-bonding”, I respond, “plus I wouldn’t have had any chance if Halo had thrown me that perfect spiral.” We all three tapped out bottles together and turned back to the ocean in contented silence. I was really starting to love this team. I hadn’t been so sure that any part of this mission was going to be possible after seeing everyone at the HardDeck the first night, even the first day of training had been worrisome.

Sighing contentedly and sipping the beer, that Bob ever the gentlemen, had popped open before handing to you. The sun was setting the beach on fire, it was almost hard to see the others continuing their game on the sand with the sun throwing hot rays back into my face. My eyes slide shut and a small smile fall across my lips once more.

“Drinks tonight?”, questions Halo, taking another sip. Phoenix lazily nods with a amusing quirk down of her lips and Bob mutters something about being willing to drive everyone home.

“I’ll have to catch a quick shower,” turning towards her, “I’ve got sand in places I don’t wanna talk about.”, a light-hearted laugh falling from my mouth. Halo laughs, “I might have to do the same, I love living near the ocean, but sand is a bitch.”

A voice from farther down the beach chimes in, “Well Halo, just let me know if you need any assistance, can’t have our pilots chaffing in those cockpits.” It’s Bagman, of course it’s him, making slightly suggestive comments to his coworkers. Halo scoffs at him. He’s making his way over to the cooler and after he’s shut it Phoenix playfully tosses a small handful of sand at him, which he dodges most of. I look down towards at the group on the beach, the rest of them are slowly making their way up to where the five of us are, looking exhausted but each with a smile that looked like a kid on Christmas.

Rooster jogged up ahead of the group and stood blocking the sun, “Hard Deck?”, he asks unprompted. I smile up at him, “Any other bar you know around here that will let you unplug their jukebox to play the piano, when you’ve had a few?”

Rooster chuckles, “Call that a ‘Penny Privilege’” he says with a mischievous grin. I roll my eyes and take the hand he extends to pull myself up.

I glance over at Bob, Phoenix, and Hangman to my right, but look on Hangman’s face makes me do a double take. His jaw is tight and he’s giving Rooster a truly intimidating glare. His eyes flit down to where Roosters palm rests against mine, but the second I release him our eyes meet. He clenched his jaw slightly, before his features smooth over into his classic flirtatious grin. “Is everyone going?”, he questions keeping his eyes locked on mine and smile firmly on his lips.

I feel my neck and face heat up just a tad and hope the heat from the day covers it up. “Yea, I’m gonna go wash up first and I’ll meet y’all there after a while”, speaking at first to Hangman and then down to Phoenix.

I offer her a hand up, just as Roster had done to me and I see that same clenching jaw from Hangman in response. Somethings up with him. The group gathers their towels and coolers, various sunscreens and sunglasses where thrown into whatever bags, to be sorted through later. An obvious sign everyone was craving a quick shower and cold drinks. I take my time packing my things into my bag, telling everyone else I’ll walk back before it gets dark but that I want to watch the sun sink a little further into the ocean. I lay out in the sun with a soft sigh, the air is hot and humid. I'd pulled off my gym shorts, that had sat over my bathing suit as we'd dove through the sand.

While packing them into my bag Rooster had given a low, teasing wolf-whistle resulting in a Pheonix smacking him in the chest with the back of her hand. This made me happen to catch a glance of Hangman's tongue darting across his lower lip as his eyes subtly slid up my legs. Lingering over on my thighs and hips. I half expected him to meet my eye, give me a wink, and say, 'where you been hiding those this whole time?', in an exaggerated drawl, but he hadn't.

Instead, he had slung an arm around Coyote and turned towards the boardwalk. But as he turned, I couldn't tell if he was blushing or if he had gotten too much sun.

I almost want to roll my eyes at the thought, I doubt there was anything that could make Hangman blush.

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I stretch out a little farther in the sand letting the setting sun throw its rays over my skin. The sand sticks to my feet and arms but I don't mind. The waves crashing further down the beach is relaxing and my tired body is grateful for the rest. I'm content, after a wonderful day spending time with my crewmates and looking forward to a night of drinks and music with the same group. I smile at the thought of a few rounds of pool, Hangman showing off at darts, and Rooster on the piano stirring the whole bar into a frenzy.

I sit up and finish off my beer, tucking my towel into my bag after shaking it out. As I'm making my way towards the boardwalk, I spot a small public shower.

It's a wooden three walled structure, in the shape of a rectangle set just on the edge of the beach. I take a moment to consider, rinsing the sand off now would make it easier to clean up when I got back to the barracks. It may even allow me enough time catch a ride with Bob and Pheonix.

As I get closer to the showers, I hear the water hitting concrete and I know someone else is already in them. I step into the entrance to see a small area with hooks along the walls for bags, as well as signs about keeping swimming suits on at all times in the showers and how there is no lifeguard on duty.

I place my bag on a hook closer to the entrance of the shower area. The water is still running and I'm hoping for Halo or Pheonix or even Bob so I can gossip with them about how Hangman gave me a full look over. I undo my hair and walk around the corner, but my steps stutter as I see a tall, blond man facing me. His head is ducked under the shower head otherwise I'm sure he would have had a snark comment locked and loaded. This time I'm the one who gets to surprise him.

"Well sailor, who are you getting cleaned up for?" I say with a smile as his jerked out of the spray and he swiped the water of his eyes to see who had joined him. A smile slid across his lips, but I couldn't help but notice his cheeks didn't look as pink as they had as I thought earlier. "Well, hey there lady." His accent was thick and purposeful.

I roll my eyes and pick a shower on the opposite end of the room from Hangman. The open top of the shower let the red sunset in to warm my shoulders and head against the cold water being pumped through the pipes. I shiver anyhow, ducking under the spray. I wipe the water from my face and glance over at Hangman, who has stopped moving to watch me rinse my hair. My heart skips a beat when I see him watching me, but I scoff out the oldest line in the book, "Hey, take a picture it will last longer."

"Could I?" he responds, he almost sounded serious.

I laugh and roll my eyes, "Has anyone ever told you what a flirt you are? I never know if to be flattered or offended." He smiled and looked at me "I'd much rather you be flattered, but I know I don't really get to pick do I?" he smiled. He ran his hands over his arms and shoulders, knocking loose sand that was stuck there. My eyes couldn't help but follow their movements.

"I honestly don't mind." I respond copying his motions, "Flirting with friends is always good practice." I lean down to swipe the sand off my legs in doing so I miss the other showerhead being shut off. I stand straight only to be met with Hangman standing a few steps from me. I let out a small gasp at the sudden proximity. His features are stern with one eyebrow slightly risen, "What if I don't want to be friends?"

Instinctively I take a half step backwards, "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean-"

Jake takes a step forward.

"Honey," he speaks slowly "when I flirt with you, I'm not doing it as your friend. I'm doing it as a man." He takes another step in, closing me in as the water sprays my back. If I move back any further the water will wash over my head and obscure the man in front of me. Jake reaches a hand out slowly, I inhale as his arm brushes past me and tuns the knob to off. He smirks, "Do I make ya, nervous doll? I don't mean to." I take a deep breath and glance down, his arm is still against mine, hand still gently wrapped around the handle.

"I'm not nervous." I meet Jakes eyes and he's smiling at me. His arm glides over mine until his hand reaches the back of my neck to toy with the stings holding my bathing suit together. He gives one of the long stings a small tug and I feel my top loosen the slightest bit. He makes one more smooth motion and he closes the distance between us, so we are nearly chest to chest.

"Are ya gonna join in at the HardDeck?" he asks, voice husky, only breaking eye contact to skim down the lines of my face, pausing just a second longer on my lips.

"That was my plan." I respond softly, at that he smiles and drops the string of my bathing suit back against my neck. "

Well then," he starts, "Guess I'll buy you a drink." He leans in and kisses my cheek before I have time to process what he's said. He steps back and starts to saunter out of the shower area, I could swear he was almost skipping.

He turns the corner disappearing before his head re-rounds the corner, one hand grabbing the edge of the planks, "Ya know, darlin there are quicker ways to get into the shower with me."

I place a doubtful hand on one hip, "Oh, how would I have done that?"

His smile is devious, "Ask." and then he's gone.

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I take time to scrub myself down, making sure to exfoliate and apply lotion. I try to keep myself focused on the task at hand, but my mind keeps wandering to Hangman's words. What did he mean by not flirting as a friends', I thought that's what the Dagger squad did. Rooster's wolf-whistles anytime someone removes so much as a jacket. Pheonix's winks after she sinks a ball in pool, especially when we have a bet. Bob's shy but effective way of leaning into your space to make dirty jokes that he only ever makes quietly. As polite as that boy is, his jokes are as dirty as Hangman's.

Thats must be what this is, a joke. Hangman saw an opportunity to flirt with me and make me blush, and he did.

But is that why I'm taking time to pick out an outfit that shows off my legs, Jake had been looking at them. Possibly blushing as he did. The thought makes me a little warm and my throat dry. I bite my lip and grab my bag and slip on my shoes, making my way towards the main gate. I'm taking my time walking, enjoying the salty night air and laughing to myself at all the young sailors piled into cars driving past and blaring everything from country to rave music. As I walk, I hear a strangely familiar rumble behind me, when a clean as a whistle truck pulls up next to me. I glance over, expecting to see some leering dickhead but instead I find Hangman leaning with one arm out of the window. "Well, hey pretty lady, need a ride?"

I laugh at him and walk over to rest my forearms on the edge of the window leaning in slightly, admittedly, giving the Texan a chance to glance at my chest. "I didn't think you'd be getting outta port this late, Seresin" I say to him with a genuine smile.

"Thought I 'otta hang back to offer you a ride, gives me a chance to brag about my baby." he grins, giving an affection pat on the door. He quickly pops the door open causing me to shuffle step back in surprise.

"I can walk around Seresin." I say with a huff.

"Nah, all these kids driving like madmen. I can get out or you can climb over." Jake extends a hand to me and my heart leaps into my throat. I slide my palm into his, and place one foot on the side of the truck and one between his knees. He holds me steady while I pull my other leg into the truck, sliding onto the bench seat with ease. I settled into the seat, I'd ended up sat halfway between Jake and the passenger door, knee next to the gear shift set in the floor.

Jake pulled his door closed and clicked his seatbelt, "Here you go Doll." he holds up the buckle end of a seatbelt, close to his hip. I turn and look for the belt end but find nothing.

"Where's the other half?" I question.

"Oh shit," Jake glances past my hips, "sometimes it gets stuck between the seats. Pardon my reach." He proceeded to lean over me and run a hand between the seats with suggestive expertise. His arm gently brushed along my chest once or twice as he searched for the belt. I felt a familiar heat creeping along my neck and cheeks. Hangman finally fishes the belt from the black hole between the seats, but instead of handing over the belt to me, he adjusts it slightly and buckles it over me. The small gesture makes my teeth ache with how sweet it is. Jake smiles up at me before reaching to change gears, the back of his hand brushes my knee and I feel a little giddy from such a tiny touch. I take a deep breath to settle myself, before glancing around the truck. The dashboard was dust free and sporting a scuffed cowboy hat. I could see a that there were a few photos tucked into the passenger's visor and a handful of trinkets dangling on the rearview mirror.

I smile, "I thought you were gonna brag about your 'baby'." I say adding air-quotes to the word baby.

"Of course! I'm always excited talk about her, I just got a little distracted with something prettier." he glances at me out of the side of his eye and smirks. "This was the same one my momma drove in high school. She got hit by some jackass running a red light. Nothing unfixable, but too much to get her back on the road. My granddad had it shoved back in a barn, we pulled it out when I was around 13 and I helped him fix it up. He surprised me with it when I graduated from basic." Jake laughs a little, then continues, "That old man had even taken it to a real shop to get it repainted, he never spends money like that on cars."

I run my hand along the smooth leather of the seat, it's a little scuffed but well-worn making the leather soft and comfortable. I knew Jake drove a truck, but I didn't know how much it meant to him.

"Actually, my momma told me that when they took her to the hospital to check her, that's when she found out she was pregnant with me." Jake smiled at the road a little lost in thought. I look over at him, his features were soft as he wondered through his memories. His smile was soft and his eyes where fixed on the road. He was dressed in a cream, linen button up with the sleeves cuffed. His top two buttons where undone showing off his tan chest. Wide-leg jeans hugged his thighs, and a pair of aviator sunglasses were hooked in the V his shirt made. A pair of worn tecovas adorned his feet and a silver watch sat on his left wrist. He looked gorgeous in the glow of the streetlights as the two of you pulled into the HardDeck parking lot.

I run my hand along the dashboards various scars and smile, "I think she's beautiful, Jake." He pulls the truck into a spot and shifts to park before turning towards me, arm sliding across the top of the seat behind my shoulders.

He meets my gaze and gives a warm but crooked smile, "She's not the only one, sweet thing." He unclips my seatbelt before undoing his own and once again popping open the door, holding my gaze like I was hypnotized. Jake slides out of the truck before offering me a hand like earlier, I reach out and take it, my heartbeat speeding up for the umpteenth time tonight. As soon as Jake has my hand in his, he uses it to pull me across the seat towards him. His face suddenly went from sweet, to mischievous, it seems that was the case every time he got into my proximity. Jakes rested a hand softly on my knee, then he applied a bit of pressure. "Ready to go in?" he asks in a low voice that leaves me a little breathless. He continues to hold my hand to help me out of his truck then pulls me in close to his chest.

My heart stutters a bit as my palm comes to rest on his sternum. I inhale sharply and feel his arm stretch out and I hear the truck door close behind me. Hangman looks down at where I rest against him and grins. "They're waitin' for us Doll."

I turn in a bit of a daze towards the HardDeck and walk up the steps. I start to reach for the door, but Hangman moves faster and grabs the handle before me. he opens the door and as I pass the threshold, I feel a warm, calloused hand on my hip making me pause. Jake leans slightly into my back, and I feel his warm breath on my neck, just below my ear, "Are you gonna let me buy you that drink tonight?" he questions, and I swear I can feel his nose brush against my ear as he whispers. I swallow and gently nod my head. "Good," he says, voice deep "keep in mind that I'm not flirting as practice tonight. Make no mistake. Every drink, every wink, and every word are to get you back in my truck at the end of tonight."

I stand there dumbfounded as Jake pulls away and gives me a gentle push towards the pool tables where the rest of the Dagger team stands. He brushes behind me, hand not leaving my waist until it had to, and makes his way towards the bar.

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Hangman hardly leaves my sight the rest of the evening. He’s always across the pool table from me, talking to Coyote a few feet away, or making a show of taking drink orders before walking to the bar. But it’s more than that.

Occasionally he will make a dirty joke and wink at me after, or gently pull me out of someones way with a gentle hand on the small of my back, or after making his general drink call to group he’d approach me and ask if I wanted a refill. I waved him off at first, but after a few hours it just got worse.

His jokes got dirtier, his small touches came more frequently, and lingered longer. My face was warm and my heartbeat each time he turned his head, hoping he’s attention would fix on me again. I usually did, especially after he noticed me keeping my eyes trained on him.

He smiled at me from across the pool table. His eyes had a devious glint to them and his lips tilted. He leaned down and sunk his final billiard ball into one of the pockets, I don’t know which one, I had my eyes transfixed on Hangman. The muscles lacing over back and arms tensed and flexed as he stood up and immediately looked back up at me. I felt like I was standing under a heat lamp, my entire face felt hot. I blinked rapidly and looked out of the window to where Phoenix and Bob stood on the deck, chatting with some of the new sailors who just got to port. I feel like it’s finally safe enough to risk another glance at Jake.

I look over, trying to appear casual. My eyes immediately meet his, I don’t think he’s moved an inch. One of his eyebrows twitched up and he set his cue down on the table and started to make his way around towards me. My heart started to race and in a panic I almost slammed my drink onto the table and stood. Quickly without sparing him a glance I rush towards that bathrooms, a small dimly lit hallway lead me to the single stalled room where I shut the door behind me and locked it. I took a second to breath and then think about what I’d just done.

I ran from the man who’d given me a ride her, bought me every drink I’d had tonight, and if he made good on his promise was going to be giving me a ride home tonight. All for what? Be cause he made me blush, he made my heart race, or because he was teasing me and it worked.

I ran a paper towel under the cold water and and gently pressed it to each of my cheeks in turn, then to my forehead and neck. I tossed the damp napkin and gave myself a hard look in mirror.

Did I want to go home with Jake tonight? Did he want to actually take me home or just want to get me riled up? I couldn’t, tell but rest of me knew exactly what it wanted.

I wanted to walk out of here, saunter up to the pilot, pull his ear to my lips and tell him to take me to bed.

I took another deep breath and made my way back into the dim hallway.

“That was quite the exit babydoll.” A voice with a twang said behind me. My efforts to cool myself off in the bathroom where suddenly all for not. I turn and see Jake leaned against the wall in front of a giant vintage poster asking me to ‘Join the Navy’.

“Seresin.” I say, a little breathless.

“I love when you call me that baby.” His smile is hungry, teeth shining in the dark. He pushes off the wall and stalks towards me slowly. He steps in close, as close as we had been earlier in the shower. That felt like years ago now. He touches a stray hair that has fallen over my forehead and smiles down at me.

“Having fun?”he questions. I nod, throat to fry to speak. He clicks his tongue in disapproval, “Use your words sugar.”

I swallow the lump in my throat before I respond, “Yes, thank you again for,” I make a motion, vaguely indicating the bar “ya know, everything tonight.”

“Oh?”he says, “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. Anything in particular you’re enjoying’?” He shifts us so that when he takes his next step forward, and I take my inevitable one back I’m nearly touching the wall next to the bathroom door. Now I know my nerves are visible on my face, my breaths are short and my heart is beating so loud I swear he could hear it.

He hums softly, eyes fixed on my face. Then he moves in closer, placing one foot between mine, and I feel my shoulders make gentle contact with the wall. Jake leans in impossibly closer, our breaths intermingling.

His cologne smells like whiskey and smoke, I want to press my nose into his shirt and inhale it deep into my lungs. He sees my eyes flitting between his eyes and his collar, and his mouth slides into a grin.

"Talk to me doll." Hangman whispers.

I meet his gaze, "You've been very attentive tonight, for not wanting to be my friend." He laughs, making his chest rumble.

"Is there any other way to treat a lady like you?" he asks.

He's been teasing me all night, and I'm done with it. It's my turn.

"There is." I say, then I smirk at him, "But we can't do that here."

The shock on his face is worth it, his mouth hangs open for a moment and his eyes widen. Then in one movement he presses his lips to mine and presses me into the wall. I feel his upper thigh press between my legs, and I gasp allowing him to pull my bottom lip between his teeth, gently biting at it. I moan softly at the contact, the sound only audible enough to reach our ears. This seems to spur him on even further, his tongue testing it's welcome into my mouth.

I push my chest into him and kiss him deep. One of his hands finds my hips and presses back, so that practically caged in. His other hand finds the wall above my head.

His thigh moves slowly between my legs trying to earn another response from me, I refuse. Hangman will have to try harder than that to get anything else from me.

Jake finally pulls away and I find myself leaning in still not wanting the kiss to end. As proof, a small whine comes from the back of my throat. "Am I really that good? I was worried I might be a bit rusty." grins Jake, he's panting, and his breath makes me shiver. "How's about I go pay off my tab and you and I disappear for the night?" I nod in agreement, and he steps back finally giving me room to take in a fresh breath of air. "We'll go say our goodbyes and then you and I can head out darlin'," Jake says as he takes my hand to guide me back through the crowded bar. As the pool tables come into view, I realize Jake still hasn't let go of my hand. I squeeze his hand and he glances back at me, confused. "I- I just don't want them to know yet." I say with a shy smile, "I don't need the embarrassment of getting 'taken down by the Hangman' if this doesn't work out." Jake turns to me fully and gently grabs my shoulders, "I understand, but this is going to work out. We can tell them when you're ready.", with that he kisses my forehead and waves an arm past himself, indicating for him to walk in front instead of being dragged behind. I walk towards Pheonix and Bob to tell them that I was going to catch a ride back to Port with Hangman. Pheonix tilts her head a bit, "I thought you usually walked, if you need a ride that bad, I can take you." she says. "No. No, it's alright, we are both heading home anyway." I respond with what I hope is a convincing smile. She still gives me a curious look but doesn't press, opting for another sip of beer. She glances over at Hangman saying his Goodbyes to Coyote and Rooster as I bid farewell to Bob. All of a sudden Pheonix half shouts, "Yo Bagman," Jake looks up at her in mild surprise, "you make sure to get her home in one piece, I don't want you fucking this team over with your shitty driving." A wide smile splits her face and Jake mimics her. "Of course, Phenni," Jake trains his eyes on me, "Anything for the team."

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AN; Hey look now it's my first fanfic :D hey, look chapter one! (Prt.2 is already posted and has the good stuff)

- okay, bye, thanks for reading, luv u <3

[yuyuswrld]

O Captain, My Captain || 3

characters: zeke yeager x reader (this chapter), various aot boys x reader

notes: sorry for the delay! had to come over a huge writers block. this chapter is kind of plot heavy as well, but the smut will be cont. in 3.5/4 :) tysm everyone for your support as well! <3

content warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. heavy sexual content. DUBIOUS CONSENT, power imbalance (zeke is the other school’s volleyball coach), HEAVY degradation, vulgar language, usage of terms such as slut and bitch

read the introduction here, part 1, or part 2 here!

There are times when you watch Eren play that remind you of dancing on the ice, sweat beading slightly. The contrast of the cold arena and your hot skin creates the sickly sweet and addicting feeling of paradise and freedom on your body. To be focused but to also be free, to glide like a dog relinquished from his chains, running free through a field of tall grass. You see a vision of a future in his eyes, one among the flashes of sports cameras and post-competition interviews where fans cheer excitedly in the background. A future where Yeager is posted prominently across the backs of people’s fan jerseys or a household name that gets discussed over Christmas dinner. If he was meant to be anything, it was to be an athlete.

It makes you want to cry that he got to have it and you didn’t. Maybe that’s what really bothered you about him. Your own envy seeping out at the seams, body overwhelming with the rage of a career in the sport that you loved. To be able to stand face-forward to the camera, jumping and screaming with excitement as you hold the gold metal in your hands. But now, it would never be you.

Your final highschool show, after this you could dedicate yourself to the world of competitive figure skating. There would be no more homework to complete after you got a gold, no more biology classes that seemed like they would never end. It would be life on the ice, never having felt anything better than the rush of cold air blasting your face as you stepped in the rink. To soar like a dove throughout the skies of the ice as if it was called upon you by God himself to do. But as your head thumped against the ice during your failed jump, you already knew it was over before your had eyes forced themselves shut, refusing to acknowledge the collective gasp of the large audience. With a single devastating concussion, your career had slipped out of your fingers. The dove had been released from its cage.

“I just think it’s really nice that you ended up liking volleyball,” Armin says, picking at his dining hall food. “It sucks to be stuck with someone who doesn’t care for a manager. We’re all here because we’re good at what we do and because we can’t imagine ourselves not being involved in it.” 

You smile at Armin’s kind words but take a second to contemplate them, unsure if your dedication to the sport is as commendable as he gives credit for. Sure, it’s been a couple of chaotic but enjoyable months, but it’s hard to say you should be managing them. To have the stars in your eyes as you gaze at the ball, eyes narrowed in and head in the game. Reflexes attuned to the ball soaring above, to be here rather than anywhere else in the world.

“You college athletes are a different breed,” you sigh, jealousy escaping in a single breath.

One day, none of this would matter to you. This might not even matter to the rest of them in a not-so-far-away future. Not all of them were going to continue playing volleyball forever, no matter how starry-eyed they are now. Not everyone goes to nationals and not all things that matter in college will matter forever. The world will always revolve. But it mattered now, and here you are, in a major having nothing to do with sports but still taking the spot of someone else who could care more than you do about the sport. It was one thing your parents had ingrained in you: never take something from someone who needs it more.

You snap yourself out of the state of self-pity, glancing back up at Armin, who has taken a heaping bite of his food. You might as well make the best of it while you’re here.

“We’re going to Marley for a fancy training camp, right?”

“Yeah! We’ve never gone before. Reiner and Eren’s families are both from there! Eren’s older brother is the coach of one of Marley’s best university teams.”

“So why didn’t he go to that university?” You ask.

“Family drama,” Armin sighs. “I don’t think those two like each other at all. I won’t bore you with the details, but don’t expect Eren to be in the best mood when the camp starts.”

You watch in silence from your fold-out chair, hands folded neatly in your lap. Eren’s form is almost impeccable, even somewhat delicate as he serves the ball with unimaginable force. Ever since you arrived yesterday, the tension between him and his brother has been palpable. Coach Levi and Coach Zeke haven’t been seeming to get along well either, butting heads at every turn which has led to you having to sit in on a lot of mutual scowling. 

“He’s not your little shit to coach, Zeke,” Levi almost spits at him. “Not anymore anyway.” It’s only returned by a petty glare from the bearded man, who excuses himself at the comment. Despite the minor scuffles, you’ve been watching in awe as the boys focus themselves on the constant practice matches. It was beyond impressive, the middle blockers of the other team picking up on unspoken strategies just for Armin to adapt to their solution. 

Eren rushes in to spike the ball as it flies into the air, arm swinging before a loud smack resonates through the gym and a whistle wafts in the air. Eren pats Armin on the back, almost launching the poor, startled boy. You two make eye contact, and you shoot him a congratulatory thumbs-up. He doesn’t return the gesture, only going to cuss Jean out for a bad dig he made in the second set. It stings, even in a small way, but you get out of your chair and tidy up the gym as practice comes to a close. 

You sit with Levi, Zeke, and the manager of Liberio University’s team manager, Pieck. She shoots you awkward smiles every so often, you assume in attempts to diffuse the painful silences of the dinner that had been arranged up in the nature of hospitality.

“Is this your first time in Marley?” She smiles at you, taking a sip of the beer that sits in front of her. You nod, a pleasant smile coming across your face.

“It is! But I’m having a great time so far. I’m especially excited to check out the arcade room back at the university.”

“I have some paperwork I need to get in my office back at the school. I’ll show you how to get there since it’s along the way.”

True to his word, Zeke drives you and Levi back to the university, where Levi departs to the assigned housing to sleep off the travel earlier. He guides you through the ginormous, winding halls of the school, they’re never-ending in nature and decorated with trophies from students of the past. One catches your eye, it’s an ornate gold trophy, decorated by jewels at the cusp. 

The nameplate reads as Best Coach of the Year, 1996. Grisha Yeager. You pause, steps halting behind the taller man to inspect it from outside of the glass case. There are a few beside it, reading the same name, but for different years.

“Is this your father’s?”

He turns around, his scowl too obvious for comfort. Oh fuck. Should you not have asked that? Before you can attempt to rescind it, Zeke talks.

“Yes. He’s well-known in Marley for leading our volleyball team to win international competitions multiple years in a row.”

“Seems like the passion runs in the family,” you chide in, despite being unsure of Zeke’s pleasure on the current subject. Although, you’re not quite sure what is pleasurable for him overall. The entire time you’ve been here he’s seemed displeased by everyone’s presence, whether it be Levi, Eren, or even you. 

“I am where I am because I did it to please my father. Eren still loves it, in spite of our father. There’s a reason he went as far for school as possible.”

“So, if you don’t love volleyball, why do you care so much about what Eren does now? You’ve been tearing him apart since we got here.”

“Because he can do better than our father. I want to see Grisha Yeager crushed.” Oh. What the fuck? You shake it off, following Zeke as he deems the conservation over and resumes his trek to his office. As you arrive, you first start by standing at the door frame, but allow yourself in as he beckons you. He clears the paperwork off of his desk, placing it in his briefcase before locking his gaze with you.

“Sit.” 

“What?” You glance around the room, trying to figure out at which seat he’s implicating. 

“Sit on my desk.” His voice is commanding, the same brutal tone he used when scolding Eren’s missed spikes. You step forward, legs moving on their own before you find solace on the cold wooden desk, cringing as it touches your exposed legs. Zeke’s fingers land on your chin, grabbing it and forcing it into a position where you look up at him.

“You’re so obedient, keep it that way or see what happens. I’m not in the best of moods, so I’m really not trying to play any fucking games.” His fingers are sophisticated as he removes your shirt, pads tracing your skin in unrecognizable patterns. He begins by playing with your nipples through your bra first, experimentally before they resume their professionalism in toying with you. Even despite your confusion, your body reacts in indescribable ways, back arching to savor and give into his touch. He goes to unhook it, proceeding by latching his lips on one as his other hand caresses your other side.

You can feel his cock nudge against you every time he shifts, allowing yourself to whimper at the gain and sudden loss of contact in such a short period. Zeke releases his mouth from you, using the back of his hand to wipe the saliva off. 

“What do you want? I can’t be doing everything, even if you are such a desperate little bitch.” His hands play with the fabric of your skirt as he continues to stare you down, waiting for a response. 

“Eat me out, please.”

“Please, what?”

“Please, coach.” That answer seems to appease him as he flips your skirt up before kneeling and placing the smallest lick on your clit through your underwear. Your hands attempt to find solace in his hair, but are swatted away. Control issues, got it. You’re snapped out of your head as Zeke moves your panties to the side and immediately plunges a finger into your wet cunt without warning.

“You’re already fucking soaked,” he remarks coldly, but it’s followed by his tongue finding its placing on your clit once again. The brutal, face-paced assault on your hole continues as he continues, unrelenting in the wake of your moans bouncing off the walls. You feel as he adds another finger inside before picking his pace back up to where it was. You feel as the coil builds in your stomach, a familiar feeling drawing in closer.

Zeke’s fingers stop their ministrations in full as he shifts his focus up to you. “Good little sluts beg to cum.” He withdraws his fingers and you clench around the emptiness. Instead, you feel as he traces lazy circles around your sensitive spots, clearly not interested in allowing you the time to think.

“Please, oh my god, please. Coach! Let me cum all over your fingers.” Zeke only nods in acknowledgement, but you feel as his spit lands against your hole erotically. Unwavering in his resolve, he ignores your gasp of shock and his pace resumes its toe curling effect. Once again, the feeling reaches its fever pitch as you release along his fingers. He slows down before finally stopping. Zeke stands up, placing his fingers along your lips.

“Lick it up, all of it. I can’t fucking stand filthy bitches.”

[lovelytsunoda]

under the mistletoe // alexander albon

summary: alex has the perfect answer to his girlfriend's seasonal sadness: keeping things festive and decorating the entire house, with a little bit of help from the cats, of course!

pairing: alex albon x female reader ( grumpy x sunshine! )

warnings: *sparkles* seasonal depression *sparkles*, alex being the bestest boyfriend in the world, cats trying to play with christmas ornaments, bad mariah carey-oke, alex thinking he's doing a proper striptease but really he's just making a fool out of himself but he manages to be sexy anyways :), daddy used in a non-sexual content (because alex is being a cat dad)

author's note: seasonal affective disorder is a bitch. why must i be unreasonably sad when it gets cold outside, huh? anyways, i think my mood would greatly improve if i had an alex albon, and that is all for today.

the bed was empty when she woke up, alex's side of the sheets still warm as she rolled over, burrowing further under the festive throw blanket that alexander had gotten down from the closet the previous afternoon. she dreaded leaving her bed, for reasons that she couldn't explain.

she didn't even want to look out the window, knowing that all she would see was the sad, bleak excuse of a british winter. if she was lucky, it would be dry outside. if she wasn't, it would either be damp as hell, or the saddest snowfall she had ever seen.

she could hear alex moving around downstairs, and she could smell breakfast wafting up from the kitchen. still unable to bring herself to leave the warmth of her bed, she curled up in the remnants of her lover's body heat, cocooning herself in the festive blankets as she tried to have a few more moments of peace.

there was s oft knock at the bedroom door, followed by the telltale added weight of a cat plodding across the bed before horsey nuzzled in to her chest, alex following closely behind with a mug of hot chocolate piled high with whipped cream and chocolate sauce.

"what's this for?" y/n asked, trying to sit up without disturbing the cat that seemed determined to make a home on her boobs.

alex sat down next to her on the bed, kissing her softly before he passed her the mug. "i know how you get when it gets cold, love. you've seemed. . .off, the past few days. i don't like seeing you like this."

she took a sip of the hot chocolate, just the perfect temperature. "thanks for being here, alex." she reached across horsey, who was mewling softly as he stretched his paws, still spread out across y/n's lap, so she could take alex's hand in hers. "sorry for bringing down the holiday spirit."

the williams driver shook his head, reaching to comb his lover's hair behind her ear. "darling, you're not ruining anything."

"i just know that you wanted to start getting all the christmas stuff out, and i'm not exactly in the mood to do that right now."

"that's okay, y/n. really. we don't have to do all of the decorating today, but i thought a little bit of festivity might help cheer you up a little. it worked last year, didn't it?"

she laughed, a small smile forming on her face. "what, you mean watching you and charles sing the justin bieber christmas album at george's holiday party? babes, that would put a smile on anybody's face."

"look at that, you're smiling already!" alex beamed, proud of himself for cheering up the light of his life, even if it was only for a fleeting moment. "breakfast is ready. i'll be downstaris when you're ready. take all the time that you need, love." he got up from the bed, pressing a kiss to her forehead before silently slipping out of the bedroom and gently pulling the door shut behind him.

she stayed in bed for a few minutes longer, cuddling the cat in front of her and finishing off the hot chocolate alex had made her. the first winter that they had spent together, she had been a bitch because of her seasonal depression. alex was a little shocked at first, worried that he had done something wrong when his girlfriend was suddenly quieter, bags appearing under her eyes. and once he found out about her disorder, he had done piles of research into how best for both of them to cope with it together.

when alexander found out that chocolate released happiness hormones, he took it upon himself to make sure that y/n was given at least one hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate suace every morning before she went to work (against patrick's better judgement, of course, with the performance coach suggesting that alex's master plan might also have been a way for alex to smartly get around the diet plan that he was on for training reasons).

it was something they were both getting used to, the seasonal sadness hovering over the two of them with each holiday season. but they were learning how to work around it, to work together. at the beginning of the year, around january when the winter was a little harsher than normal, and it was a little darker outside, y/n had impulsively dyed the money piece in her hair deep red, an endeavor that she thought would keep the sunday scaries away for a little longer. a decision that ultimately resulted in alexander also changing his hair to match. they'd walked into the paddock in march with bright smiles and matching hairstyles.

last christmas, y/n found that keeping her attention focused on the holiday spirit had been a welcome respite from her usual seasonal funk. because how can you be sad when buddy the elf is on your tv screen? alex had been an angel, organizing regular holiday movie marathons, sometimes roping in the other divers and their girlfriends.

she's never laughed as hard as she had after watching lando norris' impression of bruce willis' 'die hard' character. not shockingly at all, lando also thinks that 'die hard' is a christmas movie, a fact that y/n wholly disagrees with.

she slowly got out of bed, trying not to disturb horsey. it was a futile task, with the cat jumping off the bed and following her as she made her way to the walk in closet. alex had the closet put in just for her, or so he had always claimed, but his clothes took up a little more of the closet than hers did. one wall was covered with a floor-to-ceiling mirror, polariods of the couple taped to the mirror's reflective surface.

she got dressed, lifting the cat into her arms and scratching him under the chin as she made her way downstairs, where alex was humming along to taylor swift's rendition of 'santa baby', unpacking a box of christmas decorations and trying to stop the two cats by his feet from playing with the balls on the end of the santa hats he was holding.

"these aren't toys, gucci." the brit insisted, pulling the velvet hat over his scalp, the ball at the end resting on his shoulder. the hat was royal blue, a gift from the team when they had filmed their secret santa video back in abu dhabi. "but doesn't daddy look great in it?"

y/n laughed, looking down at the cat in her arms. "i think that your dad should a) stop referring to himself as 'daddy', because it's just weird and neither of us are into that, and b) should stop referring to himself in the third person. again, just weird."

"you're no fun. you hear that, goose? your mother thinks i'm weird?"

they held their straight faces for a minute before they both burst out laughing, horsey pawing at y/n's arm as he begged to join goose and gucci on the floor.

some days, y/n thought that alex took the cat parent thing a little far, especially when he referred to himself as 'daddy', but she understood why. alex wanted a family one day, three little kids running around. but they were both still young, with so much life to live before kids even came into the conversation. right now, the plethora of cats owned by the albon siblings was enough. seriously, who needs twelve cats?

"i'm glad you came to join me." alex said, eyes full of nothing but love as he held his lover close, his warm hands a reassuring presence on her waist. "you're just in time to watch me set up the tree."

"oh sweet jesus." she laughed, resting her forehead against his. "that's a four person job, alex."

alexander knew what he was doing. he knew that he would struggle with the tree, and he knew it would be hilarious, because he could make just about anything in this world amusing.

and his only goal for the day was to make y/n smile.

"sit down and have breakfast, then put your feet up and watch the show." alex insisted, taking her hand and leading her to the table "oh, and i have something for you!"

he came back moments later with another santa hat in his hands, which he tossed at y/n. "come on, try and be a little festive today. for me?"

"you're lucky i think you're hot." she chuckled, shaking her head as she pulled on the hat. "are you absolutely certain that you don't need help with the tree?"

"i'm fine!" alex replied, opening the large box as the song on the radio changed over, a ditzy nineties pop cover of 'christmas wrapping'.

"is this the spice girls?"

"is it?"

"um yeah. you should know, you worked for ginger spice's husband for what, a season and a half?"

alex laughed, beginning to set up the large tree. it was seven feet tall, with lights pre installed. no ornaments were ever hung on the bottom of the tree, because last year the cats had decided to play netball with the jack skellington ornament and almost brought the whole tree down.

"i'm just messing, babe! of course i know it's the spice girls!"

she picked away at the pancakes and powdered sugar with nutella that alex had made, laughing at the driver's attempts to assemble the varying parts of the christmas tree. for every little struggle, or moment where the expanding tree branches hit him in the face, or the moments where it looked like the entire tree was going to come down on him, she offered to help, constantly getting shot down.

she appreciated that alex was attempting to do everything himself out of respect for her boundaries and not wanting to push her if she wasn't in the mood, but alexander albon had a way of cheering her up with the smallest of actions. like trying to put up the christmas tree.

"alex, stop trying to stop me from helping. you're going to trip over one of the cats." y/n laughed, getting up from the kitchen table to rush over and help alex with the top piece of the tree, standing on a chair to help him slide the piece into place.

she connected the wire for the lights together before stepping down and putting and arm around alex's waist, her head on his shoulder.

"the living room looks much better with the tree, doesn't it?"

alex kissed her forehead softly. "feeling better?"

"much. thank you." she turned her head slightly, pressing up on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his soft, warm lips. "have you opened the ornament box yet?"

"i was waiting for you, love. ready to decorate?"

"more than ready."

they got to work, unwrapping ornaments and feeding christmas tree hooks through the loops at the top, starting their decorating spree at least halfway up the tree so that the cat's wouldn't have anything to play with that could wreck the tree. y/n was putting a scale model ornament of alex's 2022 williams car on the tree when a very familiar song began playing, coupled with alex's off-key singing.

"i don't want a lot for christmas, there is just one thing i need."

when she trurned around, she couldn't stop herself from laughing at her boyfriend, who was using the star that adorned the top of the tree as a microphone.

"come on, darling! i know you knoe the words!"

"fat chance, alex. i don't sing, remember?" she laughs as goose and horsey meow in discontent before diving underneath the couch. "and it looks like the cats aren't big fans either."

"you know you love it." alex grinned, reaching for her hand as the chorus began to ring out.

"yeah, yeah i do." she grinned, singing along at a much quieter volume, a bright smile on her face.

alex beamed back. he was always so proud of himself when he made her smile. they were the living embodiment of the grumpy x sunshine trope that y/n adored so much, and he was more than happy to bring the sunshine into her life.

the tree was done, the maine's 'santa stole my girlfriend' playing softly as the duo played rock paper scissors to decide who got to put the star at the top of the tree. y/n won, alex securely clutching her waist as she stood on the kitchen chair to reach the top branches.

"babes, i'm fine." she chuckled, looking at the look of pure concentration that alex had on his face.

"nonsense. i'm supposed to look out for you, you know? alicia and my mother wouldn't be very happy with me if i let you fall off a chair trying to put the star on the tree."

she took a moment to grin before double checking that the star was on securely. "right, love, can you turn the lights on?"

alex flicked the tree lights on as y/n stepped off the chair, the entire room feeling a little more shiny and bright form the rainbow array of lights. the display even enticed all three cats back into the living room.

three cats who were promptly disappointed at the lack of ornaments they could play with.

"merry christmas, baby." alex said softly, kissing his girlfriend in the shadow of the tree. "i love you."

"alex, it is november."

"never too early to be festive!" alex insisted. "go sit on the couch, love. let me do something for you."

"oh god." y/n laughed to herself, making herself comfortable on the couch as one of the cats came to join her, curling into her side in a futile mission for body heat.

when alex came back, the top three buttons on his shirt had been undone, the flashing bluetooth speaker in his hand. he placed the speaker down on the table, music beginning to play as alex started to dance, swaying his hips and shoulders in a way that he thought was seductive.

he had watched hours of magic mike clips on youtube, as well as the sexy santa competition scene in bad moms christmas in preperation for this moment.

and the shitty dancing and gyrating and stripteasing was all worth it when he watched the way her face scunched up when she laughed, or the way that she glowed when she smiled.

"alex, baby, what the hell are you doing?" she managed to say through laughter.

"making my beautiful girlfriend smile." he laughed, taking off the santa hat and throwing it in her direction.

y/n just laughed, reaching to cover gucci's eyes, muttering something about how the poor cat didn't have to watch his dad embarrass himself like that.

"come on, it has to be at least a little bit sexy." alex insisted, extending his hand for y/n to take.

she took his larger hand in her smaller one, laughing as she allowed the driver to pull her off the couch so they could dance together.

a dance that ended with alex carrying her back upstairs over his shoulder in a cloud of giggles and laughter. the pair would not emerge from the bedroom for another hour and a half, time that the cats spent plotting the best way to get to the ornaments on the tree.

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