#blond himbos yes please

[t4r0tc4rdz]

You are so correct and I hope you do this trick again

and for my next trick, FINN MERTENS

[ladykailitha]

Spellbound Part 1

Normally I would post Caged Bird today, but this has a much larger backlog, sooo! Happy himbo witch time!

Summary: It's a quiet, idyllic life in the town of Hawkins. For everyone but Eddie Munson. You see, his look and cottage scream witch. The long, curly, dark curls, the black clothes, and dark and broody cottage all point to Eddie as a witch. But no. That title belongs to Steve Harrington down the way. In bright and cheery house, dressed in green and a sunny disposition. Things start turn in the town when Chrissy shows up on Eddie's doorstep thinking he's the witch.

~

Eddie Munson was everything one expected a witch to look like. He had long, curly, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. He wore dark makeup and painted his nails black. In addition to the only color palette liked was reds and blacks, he wore lots of jewelry, including many things that people associated with witches like pentagrams, animal teeth, and beads.

The house he shared with his Uncle Wayne was light grey, ramshackle, little cottage with black roof, door, and trim. The front of the house was overgrown with vines and wild flowers.

So he really shouldn’t be surprised when people would knock on the door looking for a witch.

He opened the door with a sigh. “Can I help you?” he asked the stranger.

She was pretty thing, a little younger than him. She had bright green eyes and her strawberry blonde hair was neatly arranged on the top of her head. She wasn’t very tall, but her green dress gave her long lines.

“I need a love charm?” she asked with a blush. “I just want to know if the man my father wants me to marry is the right one, you know?” She twisted her handkerchief nervously in her hands.

Eddie sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “The witch lives two houses down and across the street. Great big sign that reads: ‘Harrington Witchery, charms, curses, and wishes performed here’.”

She looked down the way at the bright yellow house surrounded by neat plants and the perfect ray of sunlight on the door and then back at him in confusion. The door opened and the witch stepped out. He had honey colored hair and hazel eyes. He wore bright blue robes today and had the sunniest smile.

Eddie could feel his face flush as the witch waved over at both of them.

“Here he comes,” he said with a pinch of dismay.

“Hi,” the witch said brightly. “Are you looking for the witch?”

The young woman looked back at Eddie and then at the witch. “Yes?”

“Fantastic!” he said beaming at her. “I’m Steve Harrington, witch extraordinaire. Please to meet you!”

“Chrissy Cunningham,” she said shyly. “I was wanting a love charm?”

“I’d be happy to help you with that,” he said putting his arm over her shoulder, “let’s leave the grumpy Gus to his music playing, shall we?”

Eddie huffed. “That’s Mr. Grumpy Gus to you!”

Someone smacked him on the back of the head. “Don’t you go antagonizing the man who makes my arthritis medicine, boy.”

Steve stopped and turned around. “When do you need a top off on that, by the way?”

“I’m running a bit low,” Wayne admitted. “It was bit rougher this week with that huge storm we had.”

Steve nodded. “I’ll be over with the packet after I’m done with Chrissy.”

“I’ll have the tea ready for you,” Wayne said with a fond smile.

~

Chrissy looked around the house as he led her through to the back of the house. It was neat and tidy with every clearly labeled in a neat cursive hand. There was something bubbling on the fire, but from the smell it was probably dinner and not a potion. She could smell the beef and vegetables.

There were two rooms off the one side and the privy to the other. It was everything the opposite you would expect of a witch’s house. The animals on the other hand fit. One was a raven sitting in the windowsill being fed by a beautiful woman dressed in a dark blue gown. The other was a Tortoiseshell cat with bright green eyes, who meowed at her and jumped away.

“Merlin!” Steve admonished. “Be nice.”

The cat stopped in its hasty retreat and meowed back at him.

“Well she can’t help that,” he answered as if he understood what the cat was saying. “Now, run along and actually catch the mouse that has been stealing your food.”

Merlin meowed again and was off.

“He’ll never catch that mouse,” the woman said.

The raven crowed, seemingly in agreement.

“Then you catch it, Circe,” Steve huffed, hands on hips. “I know you can and you complaining about Merlin’s abilities doesn’t catch the mouse any faster.”

The raven crowed and flew off, causing the woman to laugh. “She won’t catch it either.”

“Yes,” Steve agreed, “but with her it’ll be because she doesn’t like being told what to do and not because she can’t.”

Chrissy shifted nervously from one foot to the other. “So about that love charm?” she asked tentatively.

Steve jumped. “Oh! Oh my god! I got so wrapped up in familiar politics I nearly forgot you were there. Here, just let me...” he began gathering supplies.

Some twine, a bit of silk, some herbs and oddly a couple of flowers too. Ivy, lilac and pansy. He swiftly made them into a doll and handed it to her. “A lock of your hair, and snip of your petticoat will finish the job. Then whisper into its ear all the things you want in your true love. Then the next time you touch your betrothed, you will know if he is your true love.”

“That’s all?” Chrissy asked, staring down at the doll, no bigger than her palm.

“Yep!” he said brightly. “Robin will help you with the hair and petticoat. I’ll be in the front room preparing Wayne’s medicine.”

Chrissy blushed and nodded. Robin stood up and wandered over to the desk to grab the scissors.

“Are you a witch, too?” Chrissy asked as she held still for Robin to clip a bit of her petticoat.

Robin stood up with a smile. “Not yet, but I hope to be. Steve is teaching me. I’m still a little clumsy with the potions but I’m good with the herbs. Steve says that I could be a hedge witch!”

“Oh!” Chrissy cried. “I didn’t know there were different kinds of witch. What kind is Steve?”

“The tired kind!” Steve huffed from the front room.

Robin giggled. “Don’t make me laugh when I’m about to cut her hair!” she admonished.

Steve looked over his shoulder and gave her a completely unrepentant grin. Robin huffed and gently took a bit of curl from the base of her head near the neck. She took the doll back from Chrissy and tied both pieces to the doll.

“Now,” she said brightly, “just whisper all your wants and desires for a future soulmate. It’s actually good you’re doing it now. A lot of people do it as kids with childish hopes and dreams which isn’t great for adult relationships.”

Steve came into the room dusting his hands off on a towel. “That’s unfair,” he huffed. “It’s not childish, it’s childlike. And who knows love better than someone who hasn’t been taught to hate yet.”

Chrissy tilted her head to the side. “I think I’m with Steve on that one, Robin.”

“Yeah, well,” Robin said rolling her eyes and stepping back. “Doing it as a child hasn’t done Mr. Witch over here any good. He had his made by his mom when he was seven and fifteen years later, he still hasn’t found his true love.”

Steve threw the towel over one shoulder and put both hands on his hips. “I still maintain that it’s because I’m witch and can’t get out much that’s why I haven’t found them yet.”

“I still thi–” Robin began and then was cut off with a wave Steve hand. She glared at him.

“It won’t last very long,” Steve growled, “but long enough that Miss Cunningham won’t be here for that particular argument.”

“She thinks you’ve already met your true love?” Chrissy surmised.

Robin jumped up and down and nodded with a huge grin.

“Robin is operating under the delusion that the goth down the road is my soulmate,” Steve huffed putting his hands back on his hips. “Never mind, it’s a guy, he absolutely hates me because people keep mistaking my house for his.”

Chrissy blushed a deep red. “Yeah, sorry about that. But it’s the commonly held belief that witches are–”

Steve held up his hand. “I’m going to stop you there. I won’t gag you like I did Robin. But I don’t know where those ‘commonly held beliefs’ come from, but witches have never worn black or had black cats or flew on brooms. Hedge witches in particular favor nature’s colors of blues and greens and browns. But you’re all set to go.”

Chrissy recognized the dismissal that it was and turned to leave. She barely got a single step when she turned around.

“What about payment?” she asked, uncertain. “Surely you need something in payment.”

Steve’s eyes seemed to glow gold for a moment as he spoke. “There is no need to pay for a love charm, there being more love in the world is enough for the spell. And it is only spell that does so.”

“Your other charms and spells have payments?” she asked, now a little nervous.

“Most of them require a trade or a simple favor,” Steve said, seriously, “like running an errand for me. But if you ask for a potent charm, one would almost call a wish, that is all you will get from me. You’ll never be able to find my house ever again. You’ll see me around town and I can visit you. But you require some powerful magic, then that’s it. I will not be used to fix every problem you see fit.”

Chrissy gulped and nodded. She clutched the doll to her chest and ran off.

“Steve...” Robin said, darkly. “There was no need to frighten her.”

Steve leveled her with a glare. She backed off, hands in the air in surrender. He stomped back to his potion, the small cottage darkening with his foul mood. The raven flew into through the window and landed on his shoulder, rubbing her beak on his temple.

“I’m fine, Circe,” Steve mumbled, scratching the raven’s neck. “I think Merlin was right about her. She wasn’t here for a good reason. I think she just wanted to prove to everyone that Master Carver’s son isn’t her soulmate. I don’t think she���s actually interested in finding true love.”

The raven crowed and cawed.

“Of course you caught the mouse,” he huffed, gently shaking his head not to dislodge her from his shoulder. “What did you do with it?”

Circe cawed again and Steve laughed. “Of course you did. Merlin is probably pouting. He’ll play with its corpse once he’s done.”

The raven made a sound suspiciously like laughter and then flew away. Robin came up and put her hand on his shoulder and then pulled him into a hug.

“I heard what you told Circe,” she mumbled into his shoulder. “You’re right of course. Merlin, too. She was trying to hard to believe in your magic. She was just looking for an excuse not to marry dickface.”

“That’s Master Dickface to you,” Steve teased halfheartedly.

Robin snorted. “Yeah well. That’s probably the last we see of her. He’ll turn out to be her soulmate, she’ll be forced to marry him and she’ll live in the ivory tower the rest of her days.”

He let out a shuddering breath. “I’m heading over to visit Wayne to deliver his medicine. I’ll be back later.”

She grinned and jumped up and down. “Maybe the hottie gothy will be there and you’ll finally touch and it’ll be...” she clutched her hands together and batted her eyelashes, “true love!”

He pushed her off of him and wrapped up the blue packets of medicine. He paused for a moment and then took a jar of Mrs. Henderson’s homemade raspberry jam and added it to the basket.

Robin took a loaf of bread from the cooling rack and wrapped it up. “There you go, little yellow riding hood! Of to Wayne’s you go! Don’t let the big bad goth eat you!”

~

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

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[fafnir19]

Would it be possible to ask if I could be turned into a demon himbo please?

The excitement of the upcoming soccer match buzzed through the air as you and your teammates, the Golden Army, arrived in the quaint town for the tournament. You shared a laugh with your twin brother, Logan, as you stepped into the opulent lobby of the hotel, its grandeur matching to your  success. The team had spared no expense, booking luxurious suites for the duration of your stay. You and Logan, inseparable as always, had the most extravagant suite of all—a spacious black and gold haven. After checking in, you decided to hit the hotel gym, eager to keep up with your training regimen. As you worked up a sweat, the anticipation of the soccer tournament grew, and you imagined the sweet taste of victory. Dripping with sweat, you headed back to your suite, ready for a hot shower. As you entered, a familiar scene greeted you—Logan, your mirror image, entangled with a stranger. This time, it was a blond twink, his lithe body pressed against Logan's muscular frame. You smirked, remembering the countless flings Logan had during your travels. He never seemed to tire of finding new playthings in each town. Usually, you'd join in the post-training make-out sessions, but today, something holds you back. Perhaps it's the intensity in Logan's eyes as he kisses the boy. Unbothered by your presence, Logan continues his display, his hands now roaming freely over the twink's slender frame. You shake your head, deciding it's time for your shower.

As you turn to leave, a faint blue light catches your attention. The blue light began to glow from the blond's palms, and before you could react, a sphere of energy was launched in your direction. It enveloped you, and in a flash, your world changed. Your golden soccer kit melted away, replaced by a skimpy silver thong that left little to the imagination. You felt a strange sensation on your temples, and when you reached up, you discovered small, delicate horns. As if that wasn't bizarre enough, wings sprouted from your back, and your body transformed. Your muscular build softened, becoming lean and graceful, and your features took on a more youthful, boyish appearance. You stumble, falling to your knees, the room spinning as you adjust to this unexpected shift.

Kneeling on the floor, you struggled to comprehend what had just happened. But your confusion was short-lived as your gaze fell on Logan. In that moment, you saw him as if for the first time. His chiseled features, so similar to your own, now held a new allure. Lust stirred within you, an unfamiliar desire was swelling in you. The fact that he is your twin brother no longer seems to matter as desire clouds your judgment. Your plan was simple: pleasure him until he was putty in your hands, and then take what you wanted. With determination, you pull down his shorts, exposing his manhood.

Your tongue darts out, licking the tip of his cock, and you hear a soft moan escape his lips. "Mmm... Scott, that feels incredible," Logan's voice is husky with desire. As you work his shaft, taking it deeper into your mouth, his cock responds, growing harder with each suckle and moan.

The blond twink, the sorcerer who had altered your form, moves behind you, his touch light on your back. But your attention is solely on Logan, and the twink's presence fades into the background. His fingers trail down your spine, causing a shiver, and then there's a slight pressure as he pushes a finger into your tight hole. You gasp around Logan's cock, the sensation both unexpected and strangely arousing. The twink's other hand finds your horns, stroking them gently, and you realize these touches are not just arousing but also soothing, making you pliable. "Ah... yes, just like that," Logan's voice is a low growl, his hips moving slightly, encouraging you to take more of him. The sorcerer's fingers continue their dance, working you open, and your own cock throbs with need. You're so focused on Logan's pleasure that you barely register the twink's actions until he adds a second finger, stretching you further. "Oh, fuck!" Logan's hips jerk, and you feel his cock twitch in your mouth as he gets closer to the edge. Your own desire spikes, and you know this is the moment. Pulling off his cock, you look up at Logan with lust-filled eyes. "I want you, Logan. Let me take you."

But before Logan can respond, the twink coos, his voice like silk, "Ah, no, no, my little demon!" With a sudden tug on your horns, he pulls you away from Logan, breaking the intimate moment. You stumble back and you lose your balance, falling onto the hardwood floor, your wings spreading instinctively to cushion your fall.

Logan stands above you, his cock hard and glistening with your saliva, a stark contrast to his usual relaxed demeanor. "Oh..." The realization hits you like a punch to the gut. This isn't how it was supposed to go. You were meant to be the one in control, dominating Logan, not the other way around. Logan's eyes burn with a new fire, and he doesn't hesitate. He steps between your legs, tearing the silver thong away. "No, wait!" you cry out as Logan positions himself at your entrance. The tables had turned, and he was now the one in control. His hard cock thrust into you, claiming your body with a ferocity that left you breathless. The sorcerer continues to stroke your horns, and you feel a wave of submission wash over you. Your protests die in your throat as Logan thrusts forward, claiming you further in swift motions. "Ahh!" Your cry echoes in the room as Logan fills you, his cock pushing past the resistance of your soul. He sets a relentless pace, pounding into you, and your body becoming a vessel for his pleasure. "Sweet little demon, surrender to your new form," the twink purrs, his voice hypnotic. The stroking of your horns sends a strange calm through your body, making it hard to think, let alone resist. "Ah, yes, let go of your human inhibitions," the twink whispered, his fingers trailing down your back, sending shivers through your body. "You're not one of them anymore. You're a demon, a creature of pure desire and pleasure." Logan's thrusts became more intense, his moans filling the room. The feeling of his hard cock inside you was overwhelming, and you found yourself surrendering to the sensations, your body betraying your previous desires. "That's it, let it go," the twink encouraged, his fingers now stroking your horns with increasing speed. "You're not Scott, the soccer player. You're Sxodnir, a demon of lust and desire. Your purpose is to serve and please." His words resonated within you, and as Logan's pace quickened, you felt a surge of arousal. Your eyes widen as you realize what's happening. The stroking of your horns was like a spell, making you pliable and docile, erasing your former desires. "Oh... oh yes!" Logan's voice cracked as he drove into you, his body glistening with sweat. His eyes locked with yours, and for a fleeting moment, you saw the brother you knew, but then, something shifted. The brotherly bond faded, replaced by a new, unfamiliar yearning. The realization hit you like a bolt of lightning. You weren't thinking of Logan as your sibling anymore; he was your master, and the thought sent a jolt of pleasure through your body. Your cock, throbbing and hard, responded to this newfound submission, and you couldn't hold back any longer. With a cry of surrender, you climaxed, your essence shooting out in a warm release. Logan's eyes widened as he felt your ass clench around him, and with a final, powerful thrust, he surrendered to his own release, filling you with his seed. "Yes!" he grunted, his body shuddering. "The transformation is complete!" the twink exclaimed, his voice filled with triumph. "You are no longer brothers, but a demon and his master! Sxodnir, the Himbo-demon, is born!"

As your vision clearer in the aftermath of your climax, you see Logan and the twink embracing, their passion evident. "You've given me the perfect gift, Felix. My brother is now an obedient servant." Logan's eyes find yours, and he smiles, a mix of satisfaction and mischief. "Sxodnir, huh? I like the sound of that. No more sharing the spotlight, my … not brother anymore," Logan said smirking down on you. "You'll be the talk of the Golden Army as their new mascot." The twink Felix, now your master, added, "And you'll serve us both with unwavering devotion. The seed of our union will ensure your loyalty." Logan, still standing tall above you, grinned triumphantly. "You were always the more popular one, Scott. Now, as Sxodnir, you'll know your place." As their words sank in, you felt a shift within your very being. The sense of obedience they spoke of wasn't forced; it was natural, a part of your new identity. Logan and Felix as your masters...it feels strangely right, and the idea of being their obedient demon is oddly arousing.

Logan was laying his arm around your shoulder and running with the hand through his hair. "And I think it's time we introduce our new mascot to the team. The Golden Army will love having their very own Himbo-demon." The blond twink nods, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "Indeed, they will adore you, Sxodnir. And you'll adore serving them, won't you?" You can only nod, the words 'yes, master' forming on your lips. A satisfied grin appeared Felix’ face, "I knew you'd be the perfect little slut, Sxodnir!" "I... I am yours," you whisper, your voice filled with newfound submission. Logan and Felix exchanged a satisfied glance, their plan a success.  Your words were simple, but it holds all the devotion and obedience you now feel. No longer a soccer player, no longer Scott, you are Sxodnir, a lower demon with a purpose—to bring luck and pleasure to the Golden Army and to serve your new masters faithfully. As the team's mascot, your presence brings an air of magic and excitement to their games. The players touch your horns for luck before each match, which drives you wild by lust, your new form a testament to the power of sorcery and desire.

[kamen20ghost]

War of the roses miscommunication 

Ruby and Weiss where finally going to put their plan into action to get their blonde himbo

Ruby: *Excited* We done it Weiss we finally captured jaune.

Weiss: Finally now Ruby would you be so kind and fetch me the Arc scum.

Ruby: *Shock and confused.* Y-You want me to do what?

Weiss: You heard me bring me the Arc scum.

Ruby: *Very confused and nervous.* Oh okay. *Walks into the other room where there keeping Jaune.*

30 minutes later Ruby back with a bucket in her hands

Ruby: *A bit dejected.* sorry it took so long but I have it right here

Weiss: *pleased* Thank you Ruby. *Looks around wondering where Jaune is.* Where arc and why are you carrying a large bucket?

Ruby: *Emotionless* Jaune is in the other room and I brought you what you ask for.

Weiss: *Confused* I ask you to bring me Arc the Arc scum

Ruby: *Connecting the dots now.* Oh is that what you said?

Weiss: *More confuse. Yes I ask you to bring me the Arc scum. *Look down at the bucket.* What is that?

Ruby: *Embarrassed and mortified.* I miss heard its seams. *Gulps* And I thought you said.

Weiss: *Getting worried and very confused.* Ruby what did you do?

Ruby: See you said Arc scum I thought you said Arc cum

Weiss: OH MY GODS WHAT?!

Ruby: I have a full bucket.

Weiss: HOW DID YOU GET THAT?!

Ruby: * No light in her eyes and a blush on her face.* With great effort.

Weiss: ITS ALMOST FULL!! THAT LIKE A GALLON!!

Ruby: *Traumatize* I want to go home Weiss!

In the other room

Jaune: *Tired and a little sickly.* I’m all out of juice.

[tinykittendelusion]

Seventeen as Book Boyfriends

a/n : this is very popular on Instagram thought I'll give it a try

triggers: none

Scoups - Dante Russo ( King of Wrath)

Okay hear me out . Dante is extremely Scoups coded.Especially with how protective he's over Vivian also I love how he begs for her to forgive plus how he stands up to her dad just very Dante.

Jeonghan - Josh Chen ( Twisted Hate)

Please Jeonghan and Josh are one person fight me. The whole banter and how cocky Josh is very jeonghan coded plus i just wanna see jeonghan in scrubs. Also I see jeonghan with someone who matches his freak like Jules matches Josh's.

Joshua- Percy Jackson ( Percy Jackson and the Olympians)

Joshua is the og beach boyfriend. Also I love the idea of Joshua just being this himbo for his loml. He's absolutely soft for them just like Percy is soft for annabeth. Also I feel he has Percy's sass. Also Percy's mortal weakness is his loyalty and i feel that's very Joshua of him .

(a/n: Idk if Percy is technically a bookstagram qualified book boyfriend but I see him as one)

Jun- Aaron Blackford ( The Spanish Love Deception)

Yk how much Aaron yearns for Catalina ? yeah that's Jun. He is too shy to confess so he just pretends to hate you. Also I just feel he's such a softie over all just like Aaron.

Hoshi- Levi Stewart ( Fangirl)

Yes JUST YES. Levi was such a sweetheart and I feel he's so hoshi coded he spoils and Pampers you but he does that with everyone but then he finds out you write fanfiction (bonus points if it's about him) and he makes you read it to him. Just an overall softie who adores you. Also obsessed with animals (cough cough tigers).

Wonwoo- Christian Harper (Twisted Lies)

I'm just swooning imagining him calling you Butterfly. Also that island scene?!?? I'm yelling also he would be the perfect guy to be your boyfriend on social media. Also he loves holding your thigh.

Woozi - Dominic Davenport (King of Greed)

Dominic and Alexandra were so cute. I just wish Dominic groveled more but ik woozi would is a workaholic who is in love with two things his wife and his work. Plus i just think he tends to lose himself in his work while his spouse is an outside person.

Dokyeom - Wez Bennett (Better than the movies )

Mingyu - Kai Young(King of Pride)

Yes. Both of them are very sunshine coded cuties. Also I just love how roundabout they would be when they like someone. That's it sunshine coded babies.

Minghao - Charlie Lestra (Book Lovers)

Have you seen mingyu in glasses? Then you must understand where I'm coming from. He's tall smart understanding and hot a whole package also that scene in the hidden library with mingyu? SIGN ME TF UP.

So yk how Charlie is this practical but kind person? Yes very Minghao coded. He's down bad for you but would not reveal it cause it's always easier to pretend to hate you only when you start falling for a small town guy he realises what he is missing out on. Also they both are extremely practical but do everything for the people they love types.

Seungkwan Xavier Castillo (King of Sloth)

At first this was not the option for seungkwan but I feel I see so much of sassy boo that we forget boo is also a people's person he can charm the shit out of everyone and everything just like the male lead he's annoying sassy and a charmer.

Dino - Rhys Larsen (Twisted Games)

Vernon - Aaron Warner(Shatter me Series)

Blonde vernon for the win. They both have the idk wtf you doing vibes also would be totally obsessed with you. Also they both have such poker faces? I'm in love.

We live in Buff Dino world ofc Rhys and Dino are one person the whole princess nickname? The crawl to me? the pathetic in love vibe? Yes to all of those.

a/n: no proofreading done i just hope it doesn't flop :(

[theebubblegumbitch]

i have been thirsting, extremely dehydrated beyond repair for the past three days now bc of Chad Meeks Martin. i beg of you, i need more content, he’s just.. so pretty.

hi hi so if it’s not too much to ask, perhaps could i request a fic where the reader is more so friends with Tara and Mindy since she’s a bit more shy and they invite reader over for the movie night and that’s when she meets Chad?? and he’s being his usual beautiful and charming self and she’s just overwhelmed and flustered

xtra brownie points if they give off bratz doll gf x himbo jock bf pls 🥺🫶🏽💞 i love your fics, your writing is inspiring tbh ahsjwjd

Girl's Night Interruptions~

Chad Meeks Martin x fem!reader

Request: ahhhhh you’re a GENIUS bunny!! I love this idea!! also i’m so happy to hear that my writing inspires you! ngl that almost made me cry- anyway I hope you love it gorg <333

Synopsis: At first you were reluctant, but when your two closest (and only) friends Tara and Mindy convince you to come to a movie night, you realize sometimes meeting new people is a good thing…

Warnings: none really since this is basically just fluff, use of profanity, Chad being an absolute himbo, reader being a flustered mess!

Series: Pt.1 , Pt.2

You weren't really sure why you agreed to this. You had told Mindy and Tara time and time again that you didn't really like the idea of parties, or gatherings, or anything of the such. It's not that you were super anti-social, you just- had problems starting conversation is all. Which is why the only friends you had made all of freshman year were Mindy and Tara, who were really good at easing you out of your tiny little comfort zone. Today that came in the form of convincing you to join them for a movie night. They promised it would be super chill and fun, the perfect girl's night to end the year off! So of course, you accepted.

You were now all about halfway through the first movie on the list, Legally Blonde, which was one of your favorites. All three of you quickly ran out of popcorn to share, prompting Mindy to get up to refill the bowl. "I'll be right back guys, pause it please!" Mindy had called out on her way to the kitchen. You were now left with just Tara, who quickly filled the silence by asking you questions. "Soooo how's your college love life been going so far? Had any steamy hookups?" She asked with a laugh as she nudged your arm. You felt your face get warm quick. "Cmon Tara, you know I don't like talking about that stuff." You said casually, not really mad at her for asking. "I know, I know, I was just curious." Just as Tara said that you heard Mindy walking back into the living room, and it sounded like she was talking to someone. "NO Chad, I already told you it's a girl's night. That means you can't join." Mindy had now taken her place sitting next to Tara again, leaving who you assumed was Chad standing in front of the couch.

Did Mindy have a brother? You didn't remember her ever mentioning him. "Cmon please, you know I'm not gonna bother y'all I just wanna watch the movie!" He was looking directly at Mindy as he gestured to the still paused TV, his request being promptly ignored. "You want to watch Legally Blonde? Really Chad?" Tara was questioning him, not fully believing his motive for joining the three of you. "Yes okay? It's one of my favorites I have like half of it memorized." Mindy scoffed at that, but from the look on her and Chad's faces you could tell it was probably true. "It's still a no Chad." He didn't seem to like that answer, continuing to practically plead Mindy to join in. "Ya know what fuck this, I'm watching it." And just like that he plopped down on the couch, right next to you. It was a fairly small couch and even just the three of you had barely any wiggle room, but with the addition of Chad you were definitely squeezed together. Chad didn't seem to mind though, quickly settling in and draping his arm over the back of the couch. Mindy, feeling defeated, grabbed the remote with a sigh as she accepted the crashing of girl's night.

"Fine, I guess you're staying..." She rolled her eyes at him, and he only grinned back. "Thanks, sis!" It was only now that he realized he was sitting next to a completely random girl as he raised his eyebrows at you. "OH I'm sorry, have we met before?" He asked, hoping the answer was no so he didn't have to be embarrassed. "Oh right, no you haven't. Chad this is our friend Y/N; Y/N, this is my idiot brother Chad!" Mindy quickly answered Chad's question, being sure to emphasize the word idiot. "Well thank you Mindy for that, charming- introduction, but I was asking Y/N, not you." He gestured to you as he said your name, now making direct eye contact with you. He was probably waiting for you to say something, considering you had been silent thus far. "O-oh yea I'm Y/N and uh Mindy never mentioned she had a brother." You stuttered out, hoping you didn't offend him in the process.

"Oh she didn't huh? Well now you know!" He said as he shot Mindy a glare and then you a grin. "Anyway it's lovely to meet you, and don't listen to Mindy about me being dumb okay? What I lack in brains, I make up for with Hobbs and Shaw here." Chad flexed each of his arms as he said that, and you now realized how attractive he was. Your felt your face get warm again, now hyper aware of how close the two of you were sitting. "Ah yes classic Chad, flex your muscles within the first five minutes of meeting a girl." Tara had said snarkily, perhaps hoping to annoy him into leaving the three of you be. "Hey they're my greatest accomplishment okay! Plus I'm sure she doesn't mind, do you?" Oh you definitely didn't mind. "N-No it's fine I don't mind." You were sure your voice sounded shaky as hell as you spoke. The longer this gorgeous man was next to you, the more flustered you got. So much for a peaceful girl's night...

Some time had passed as the four of you watched the movie in what was mostly silence, besides the occasional comment Chad had made on Elle Woods being a "girlboss" and Mindy having something snide to say in return. Their dynamic made you glad you were an only child. You had now reached the scene where Elle Woods figured out that it was actually the daughter who had killed her dad. You loved this scene, and you had the monologue memorized since you were a little girl. You quickly went to match Elle word for word. You didn't even notice that Chad had gotten excited about the scene too. "...at the risk of deactivating the amonium thyglocilate!" You had both said, or rather yelled it, at the TV in perfect unison. You saw Mindy and Tara's heads snap to the both of you in shock. "I guess he really does like the movie..." Tara said as she grabbed another handful of popcorn. "I told you it's one of my favorites!" Chad said before turning his eyes back to the screen. The shared moment between you two made you feel more at ease, so you went to agree with him.

"Yea it's mine too." You were still pretty soft spoken, but at least you had found some more confidence. You had also found hunger. "Hey Tara, can you pass me the popcorn." She swiftly handed it to you and you set in your lap, going to grab a handful. Just as your hand reached the inside of the bowl, you felt Chad's hand bump against yours as he also went to grab popcorn. It was brief, but his hands were so pretty and soft that you felt like you would remember those two seconds for the rest of your life. You were basically gawking down at the popcorn bowl now, hand still in it. "Oh, sorry." Chad said, muffled through his mouthful of popcorn. God he was so cute."Oh it's fine, don't worry about it." You said as quickly as possible, avoiding looking directly at him. He only shrugged as his attention went back to the movie. It was only silent for maybe ten minutes before Chad spoke again.

"Okay it is literally so hot in here. Is the AC broken or something?" Chad asked as he looked towards Mindy. "Yea it stopped working like two days ago, I have to call and have it fixed." Mindy replied, still not taking her eyes off of the movie. "Well it's like unbearable, I don't know how y'all are wearing jeans." He gestured towards you and Tara as he said that. You didn't realize it was hot, you probably thought it was just him. But to be fair you were wearing your favorite bell bottoms and your thin pink tank-top with a black star in the middle. So it wasn't a very warm outfit to begin with. While you were busy reflecting on your clothing choices Chad had found time to stand up in front of the couch. And now he was taking his shirt off...

You thought you were going to pass out. "Cmon seriously Chad! Do you have to find every excuse to take your shirt off?" Mindy yelled out at him. "What I'm hot okay! Leave me be." He sure was hot. Way too hot... You almost wished it was just you and him so- "Hey! You okay there? You were kinda staring off." Chad said as he waved his hands in front of your face. Oh shit. You were staring, and everyone had definitely noticed now... "Oh my god Y/N! Were you staring at Chad's abs?" Tara asked in an almost squeely voice. You wanted the ground to swallow you, mainly because she was right. "What no! I was staring at the movie!"

You rushed to defend yourself, hoping it was believable enough of an excuse. Chad wasn't buying it though. "It's okay if you were I totally get it, I would stare at me too." You were definitely blushing now. Mindy once again rolled her eyes at Chad's comment, causing them to exchange another death glare, which gave you time to change the topic. "Anyway, we should probably keep watching the movie." Chad jumped a little as you said that, realizing he was missing it and going to sit back down next to you. You now realized what Chad meant by it being hot. You only hoped you weren't sweating from the intense shared proximity.

The rest of the movie went well, although there was one moment where Chad went to adjust next to you, spreading his legs open just a little wider so that he was touching yours. You swore you almost passed out. Finally the credits rolled and Chad stood up to start clapping, it was kinda cute. "Wooooo great movie! Gets better every time!" Chad yelled as he turned to face the three of you. "Yea whatever Chad, you done bothering us now?" Mindy asked as she also stood up with now once again empty popcorn bowl in hand. "Yes in fact I am, I will leave you ladies to the rest of your girl's night." Chad said as he grabbed his shirt off of the coffee table. He went to walk back to his room before stopping to lock eyes with you. "And hopefully I'll see you again later Y/N." He said with a wink that hopefully Mindy and Tara didn't catch.

Oh yeah. You would definitely be seeing him again.

A/N: ahhhhhhh I love this one so much! i hope i did the prompt justice even though i struggled with the Bratz vibes thing. also i feel like i could totally turn this into a series if y'all wanted, just say the word! Happy reading my gorgeous babes!

-With love, Miss Grace<33

[noneedtoamputate]

Band of Brothers Olympics AU - Chapter One

I don't have a great title for this yet. I was thinking about The Vault in Our Stars, a pun on another Shakespeare quote to go along with Band of Brothers. If you have any ideas, please let me know.

This came out of my Olympic obesession, and I've tried to include a lot of details that came out of the Paris games in the fic.

I can't thank @mercurygray enough for helping me flesh out this story and providing some much-needed details. She deserves co-author credit on this chapter, but any mistakes or sections that don't work are on me. And thanks to @shoshiwrites for beta-reading and telling me it was a fun read. That's exactly what I am going for with this fic.

Hope you all enjoy!

Tuesday, July 23, 2024

Five days before Opening Ceremony

Four of the five members of the United States men’s gymnastics team lounged in the larger of the two bedrooms in their Olympic Village suite after their designated practice time. Harry Welsh texted his girlfriend, Kitty Grogan, a member of the U.S. women’s gymnastics team and America’s current sweetheart. High bar specialist George Luz balanced a plate of French baked goods on his lap. Team himbo Floyd Talbert read the newest issue of Field and Stream. Carwood Lipton, the youngest member of the squad, sat on the floor doing a v-stretch. 

“My mattress here is worse than the one in my dorm room,” Carwood lamented, grabbing his foot and reaching his head to his knee.

“Yes, but it’s environmentally friendly,” Harry pointed out without looking up from typing. “You can save the world or save your back, but not both.”

“Fuck, this pain au chocolat is good,” George said, his mouth full and his pronunciation terrible.

“You don’t say the last letter of the word,” Tab explained, hardly looking up from his magazine. 

“Whatever.” George considered the pastry again. “I think I’m going to record a review and put it on TikTok.”

“You know French?” Carwood asked Tab. It wasn’t impossible, but Carwood didn’t take Tab as the … cultured type. He knew Dick and Harry pretty well - he was a few years behing them at Penn State, after all - but he was still getting to know George and Tab. Both men liked to joke, although their senses of humor worked in different ways - in strong contrast to Dick, who didn’t really go for jokes when it came to his team and his sport. 

“Kinda. I’ve been doing twenty minutes of Duolingo a day for the past two months. I’m up to Level Six,” Tab explained proudly.

Harry laughed and shook his head. “And here I was thinking the only French Tab knew was mènage à trois.”

“I resent that you think that low of me, Harry - and that’s an important phrase,” Talbert defended, finally looking up from his reading. “Speaking of, any chance Kitty introduces us to her teammates?”

Harry put his phone down. “Kitty’s already told them all about you. And if that didn’t scare them off, she threatened  that if they so much as shook your hand, she’d send their names to the doping agency and they’d have to take extra urine tests.” 

“Shit, I wouldn’t cross Kitty. She scares the hell out of me.” George admitted, brushing crumbs off his chin. 

“If only the American public knew about the real Kitty Grogan,” Carwood agreed. Harry’s girlfriend had worked hard for the America’s Sweetheart nickname, but George was right. Her tiny frame and blond curls hid a ruthless sense of humor, a deceptively strong arm, and a very, very strong protective urge for the other women on her team. (Necessary equipment, she would have said.)

“Well, there’s lots of other women in the Olympic Village,” Tab said, unbothered and unashamed. “And I’ll need some more condoms, too, since someone -” he glared at George - “wouldn’t share.”

“Christ, will you let it go? Harry asked for mine first. And everyone got five to start with. If you need more than that, walk your lazy ass downstairs to the clinic. They have more there for the taking.”

The suite door opened, and team captain Dick Winters walked into the room.

“Hey, have you had any of these, Dick?” George asked, gesturing to the remnant of croissant on the table. “They’re really good.”

Dick looked at the pastry like George had just suggested he eat something toxic, and gave a brief shake of his head.“I just got through talking with Coach Taylor, and he was really happy with the way practice went this morning.”

“Well, that’s why I came to France. To make Coach Taylor happy.” Harry rolled his eyes. He wasn’t on the best of terms with the national team coach, and he wasn’t afraid of letting everyone know it. 

“Hey, Tab, you should ask Dick!” George suggested. 

“Ask me what?” Dick looked over Tab’s way.

“Can I have the condoms that came in your welcome pack? George already gave his to Harry.” Tab still sounded put out.

Dick looked even more offended about this than he had about the chocolate croissant. “No!” 

“Why? Did you use them already?” Tab sat up and looked at Dick, interested in his answer.

“No!” Dick shouted again, even louder this time. “And nobody is no going to need the condoms, because nobody on this team is going to have sex until we’re done with the competition.”

“What?” Tab asked incredulously. “There are 5,000 women here. And 5,000 men, if that’s your thing. Ten thousand people, all of us at the peak of our physical well being. And you want us to refrain from doing anything that requires a condom for a week?”

Dick sighed, more than a little agitated he had to explain this to his teammates. “We have a chance to do something really special here. I know it's a long shot, but we could medal. It would be huge for men’s gymnastics back home. We owe it to ourselves and our sport to do our best, and that means focusing. Abstaining for a week isn’t going to kill anybody.”

Harry shook his head. “Look Dick, I understand what you’re saying, but you know how superstitious I am, and I always sleep with Kitty before a big meet. She does this thing where … ”

“STOP!” interrupted Dick, eyes closed in pain. “Nobody is interested in what you were about to say.”

“I am,” Tab answered honestly, and George laughed.

“Look, I didn’t come up here to talk about condoms,” Dick said, desperately wanting to change the subject. “I’ve been thinking we should skip the opening ceremonies.”

The rest of the team stared at him.

Dick sighed before starting again. “I know we’ve all been looking forward to it, but it’s only two days before our qualification round, and we’ll be on our feet and it will throw off our sleep schedule.”

“C’mon, Dick. It’s one night,” George said.

“I know it’s not a big deal for you, being in just one event,” Dick said, sounding judgmental. 

George sat up straighter. “Yeah, I only won the silver medal at last year’s world championships for the high bar. I have no idea how I even got picked for the Olympic team, because that’s not a big deal.”

The three other teammates turned their heads back and forth, following the heated exchange.

Dick grimaced. “That didn’t come out the right way, George. I’m sorry. But you have to see my point. You get it, don’t you, Carwood?”

Everyone looked at Carwood. 

Carwood looked up to Dick, both as a gymnast and a person, so he was slow to voice his dissent. Truthfully, he’d been looking forward to the ceremony quite a bit, and the idea of not going for something like a sleep schedule sounded … well, lame.  “I want to do well, too, Dick, but there are so many things about the games that we don’t want to miss out on. The opening ceremonies, meeting new people …”

“Mènage à trois,” Harry added with a huge grin, and Tab threw the magazine his way. 

“You know what, forget it,” Dick said, clearly agitated. “Let’s just treat this like one big frat party and forget about representing our country and bringing home a medal.” He walked out of the room.

“Aw, Dick, come on!” he heard Harry call out to him, but he didn’t respond. He’d shared his feelings with his team, and they’d shared theirs. 

How was a captain supposed to lead when his team didn’t want to be led?

-

Dick decided to take his frustration out in the weight room, and then he got a massage. Back in the locker room, he checked his phone and saw Harry had messaged him.

Harry: Hey, you okay? We’re going to grab dinner, but I understand if you need to cool off.

Harry: I don’t think that conversation went the way anyone wanted it to.

Harry: They’re all good guys and they care a lot, but we all need a little fun, too.

Harry: You don’t have to be perfect, Dick. You’re already a good leader.

Harry: You know I love you, man. Kitty says she loves you, too (but not like she loves me).

Dick smiled briefly at the words on the screen. Harry was more than just a long time teammate. He’d been his freshman year roommate, one of the first friends he’d made at Penn State, and the guy on the team who understood him the best. They had shared wins and losses and ups and downs. Dick was even there the first time Harry laid eyes on Kitty, and she quickly became one of Dick’s people, too.

Thanks. Dick texted back. Grabbing dinner with Lew. Appreciate the invite, though. I’ll catch you before lights out.

He would need to apologize to them all later - he could see that now. Sometimes he forgot that other people saw the world a little differently than he did. But that was part of being a leader, too. 

It’s good to have people who care about you, he thought.

-

An hour later, Dick took the Metro and walked a few blocks to meet team sponsor Lew Nixon at a bistro. A second-generation tech titan, Lew and his sister, Blanche, needed a way for their father’s software company to save face after Stan’s headline-making fourth divorce. Blanche suggested adopting two Olympic teams that needed financial support and didn’t mind the backing of NixWorks, despite the reputation of its founder. 

So Lew met with men’s gymnastics, promising free housing for its national team members, as well as covering travel expenses and extensive social media coverage. Blanche did the same with the women’s rugby team, and both teams were happy to accept. 

Nix hated athletics - his idea of weight training was 12 ounce curls - and Dick had nothing in common with the San Francisco tech bro. But in spite of their differences - or maybe because of them - the two had become close friends during the past year. Dick appreciated having someone he could talk to outside of the gymnastics bubble he placed himself in leading up to the games. 

Dick spotted Lew sitting at a table for two on the outdoor patio, looking at his phone, a glass of red wine already in front him. 

“Dick!” Lew said, greeting him a little too loudly. Dick thought the glass of wine may not have been Lew’s first of the evening. 

“Have you seen the new dating app we created for the Olympians?” Lew turned his phone around so Dick could see it.

“Yeah. Light My Fire. Great name,” Dick said.

“I know, right?” Lew missed the sarcasm from Dick. “You know, because the torch and everything.”

“I get it,” said Dick.

“And my dad is a huge Jim Morrison fan. Once I told him the idea and the name, he had the programmers start working on it right away.” The waiter came over to go over the specials and take Dick’s drink order. Lew translated and answered back in perfect French.

“Dick, it wouldn’t kill you to try some new things while you’re here,” Lew said, considering his friend over the candle in the middle of the table.

“I don’t like sparkling water. I just want tap. And what’s wrong with ranch dressing?”

Lew tried to hold in his smile.“They call it still water here, Dick. And nothing is wrong with ranch dressing ... if you’re in State College, Pennsylvania. But you happen to be in the culinary capital of the world, and I’m going to let you in on a little secret,” Lew said conspiratorially, leaning a bit closer to Dick across the table. “Champagne vinaigrette won’t get you drunk.”

Dick rolled his eyes. 

Over the meal - Lew had steak frites, rare, and another glass of what Dick learned was Bordeaux, while Dick stuck to water, still, and a grilled chicken salad - Dick shared what had conspired earlier in the day. Dick would have never guessed it when they first met, but Lew was a good listener, always taking in facts and asking pertinent questions. 

Lew took a long sip of wine before sharing his conclusion.

“Listen, I know you don’t have beaches in Pennsylvania, but I’m sure you’ve held sand too tightly before,” Lew said. “I don’t think I need to tell you it usually doesn’t work.”

Dick couldn’t help but laugh. Lew was right.

“I’ve seen all five of you work hard, make sacrifices. You’re all ready for this. Give them a little space, a little freedom. This thing only happens every four years - enjoy it a little!” 

Dick nodded.

When he got back to the room, the team was half-watching an action movie dubbed in English on the television while Kitty was recording George eating another one of those chocolate pastries. Several sets of eyes swung to him and the door as he came in, just as quickly going back to the movie.

He looked down at his feet for a moment. “I owe you all an apology. I came on a little strong earlier, and I’m sorry. I’ve … got a lot on my mind at the moment.” The group continued to watch the movie, but George’s frown had softened a little.

“Here’s the deal,” Dick said in such a way that everyone turned around and stared at him intently. “We’re going to work like hell for the next two days. Then we’ll go to the opening ceremonies. And then we’ll kick some ass.��

His teammates look stunned. They never heard him swear once before, let alone twice in one speech. 

“Fuck yeah,” George answered back, smiling.

“Fuck yeah,” Harry and Tab said at the same time.

Carwood took his time. He didn’t swear much, either. “Fuck yeah,” he finally said, and Harry patted him on the back.

As Kitty recorded the moment on George’s phone for posterity, she knew this group was something special. 

[kairiscorner]

since the barbie movie brainrot is getting to me, have some

ben reilly x reader headcanons (when you go to watch the barbie movie)

btw spoilers for the barbie movie under the cut !!

when you came up to him, asking him if he'd like to watch the barbie movie with you, he'd perk up a little from his 'moping pillar' and think about it, but he'd go back to facing it while telling you, "i got no time to watch some silly dolls movie, babe... i have real things to do and think about, not watch a bunch of dolls come to life."

you'd nod sarcastically and tease him about wanting to see it for ryan gosling because "blonde himbo men are your type", you'd say while side eyeing him with a sly smile as he perks up at those first three words.

"o-on second thought... i'm your blond himbo men. i'll go, but not because you asked me to."

he'd grumble a little and ask what's so good about the barbie movie, and you'd argue, "because it's barbie!" and he'd groan as he stomps his feet and trudges behind you, grumbling, "oh please, you just wanna see it for ryan gosling, i'm already right here for you, babe."

as you two are watching the first few minutes of the movie, by the time you get to the first song, HE'D BE VIBING ALONG AND SWINGING HIS HEAD TO THE MUSIC

"you're vibing" "huh? no, no, i... i'm shifting in my seat, is all" "but you're smiling and swaying to the beat" "i just have a major itch in my butt right now, okay, babe?" "sureeeee"

the minute you saw ryan gosling in the beach scene and feigned simping over him, like shielding your eyes from him as you smiled widely, or fanned yourself and muttered some words under your breath, he'd watch you and fold his arms in front of his chest and scoff.

"i can do that, i have more abs than he does, watch," he says as he readies to take his hoodie thing off him, BUT YOU STOP HIM IMMEDIATELY BECAUSE YOU TWO ARE IN A PUBLIC THEATER

"i just wanna prove to you he's got nothing on me! you don't need a ken, you have a ben! me! i'm your ben!" he says as his voice rises a little, irritating the people around you two, and you have never been more embarrassed in your entire life 😭😭😭

"okay, okay, you have lovely abs, benny, now keep them under your hoo--" "so you like me more than ken?" "...yes, i like you more than ke--" "do you love me more than ken?" "of course!" "well, kiss me to prove it. come on, babe." you sighed, shook your head, and he keeps pestering you for kisses, but you cover his face with your hand as he puckers up and leans closer towards you :>

IN THE SCENE WHERE KEN IS ONLY HAVING A GOOD DAY WHEN BARBIE NOTICES HIM, YOU LAUGH A LITTLE BECAUSE THAT SCENE IS ALL TOO FAMILIAR TO YOUUUUU

"why's it funny?" "oh, nothing, nothing, it's just... i know that all too well." "what do you mean, you don't know any kens, do you know any kens? i'll challenge them to a flex off." "no, benny, i don't know any kens." "well good, because i'm sure if you knew any, they'd--" "hush now, the movie's getting good." "dammit, you like ryan gosling more than me." (he says that as he puts his hoodie up and pulls the drawstrings and crosses his arms over his chest LMAO)

AND IN THE SCENE WHERE KEN TRIES TO KISS BARBIE BUT DOESN'T ACTUALLY KISS HER AND PULLS AWAY SATISFIED, YOU CHUCKLE AND LOOK AT BEN, AND HE LOOKS AT YOU, "why's that funny?" "because you used to do that when you were asking me out, remember?" (he does not remember, or pretends not to) "well i always get a kiss in the end, unlike ken over here. what a crappy name, anyway." "it's close to yours." "hey! leave my name out of this, hmph... ben's the best name in the world. second to yours, of course--" "hmm?" "nothing!"

during that one scene where ken's wearing the long sleeved clothing that said something along the lines of "i'm kenough", he'd be tearing up during the context of that scene and mumbles, "i'm benough..." "that you are, benny. you are benough."

out of the two of you, ben would come out crying, but he'd mask it as his usual brooding state and claim he just had some dust in his eyes. "in a theater?" "y-yeah... the pink p... powder fr-from the p-p-popcorn ente... red my e-eyes." "benny, it's completely okay to cry... like how barbie told ken..." you'd tell him as you hold his arm and caress his bicep, AND HE LETS OUT ALL HIS PENT UP EMOTIONS AND SADNESS ON YOU FROM THE MOVIE RIGHT THEN AND THERE, GUSHING ABOUT HOW HAPPY HE WAS FOR KEN FINDING WHO HE WAS WITHOUT BARBIE AND HOW BARBIE BECAME HUMAN.......

he loved it. and bought a barbie doll that looked like you, and you bought a ken doll that looked like him to match :>

a/n: i have so much more for him in store I SWEAR

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara

[beelanddiavolosimp-blog]

I've decided to do this since it's been laying in my photos for a bit. I will give context!

Favs: I am absolutely in love with Beelzebub I have no idea why he attracted me so much but I have been non-stop horny and lovingly obsessed with him. This is actually recent I am Bi so I was saddened at first to realize there were no women dateables but once thirteen came out whew😮‍💨 I was completely smitten. She is so beautiful and really my type idrc if she was mean to me at first I need her.

Love: I love love LOVE 🪙Mammon🪙 he's so fucking cute and I love my men a little dumb so he was perfect :) I am quite literally a dia and beel account so of course I love diavolo heavily. He's a himbo (my type if you couldn't tell) and I adored him when he came on screen. He used to be high up there but with some logical reasoning I realize I'd be a better match for beel and thirteen. I have a aggressive relationship with Lucifer I can see myself dating him but we would fight often and I like bullying him/ teasing him a lot. He's a little much sometimes so thats why he's a love only. Belphie at first was a only like character but believe it or not after replaying the game again I realized he is pretty damn hot and attractive to me. Even when he killed me I was still into him (yes I have issues).

Like: okay so this is complex these are characters I can only see myself dating like a little bit or they are just friends in a higher degree. Levi is adorable but I do admit I don't like when he speaks sometimes lmao. His vocabulary kinda irritates me at times so I don't see myself choosing him often as a dating character. Satan I am indifferent on I will admit he is slowly growing on me but I personally don't like blondes much so it dropped with that and his aggression is very similar to mine so I can only imagine how horrible fights will go with him. But he still is attractive to me date wise. Now onto luke and asmos I find them both as friends no sense of dating at all between these two characters for me. Asmos is just completely not my type and Luke is well a child so yeah immediately no.

Neutral: these characters I don't know/ trust enough to date but the thought is nice but they are low on the list. These characters are also heavily liked by my sister so I backed off for that too. Barb I just can't see myself with and my sister is heavily down bad for so eh. Simeon is an angel and believe it or not I actually prefer demons over angels so I was put off by that fact and he is just idk not doing it for me... I do enjoy drawing him though:). Solomon I just do not trust whatsoever I do think I'd be the classic friends with benefits with him but dating I don't think so I gotta trust a mf I wanna be with the rest of my life sooo. He is also another character my sister is heavily down bad for. Meso is odd for me. He is attractive but to a certain degree he is idk too immature? I can't pin point it... Still being friends is perfect:D

Dislike/neutral: okay please do NOT attack me but I just don't like nor trust Raphael he is just so UGH. He also scolded beel and it irritated me heavily. Yes I care about that stuff STFU if it bothers you idc. I will tolerate him but NO.

[gaterrechinha]

I'm only halfway through Gideon the Ninth and I can already feel the brainworms setting in. I am in love with The™ himbo sword lesbian of all times.

And as a lesbian myself it is immensely refreshing to read her thoughts, compared to other books with female leads. Yes, Gideon, I too think about tits a lot. I too want to impress and please pretty women. I too appreciate hot blonds oogling my arms.

I've avoided these books for so long because I thought they must have been overhyped but unfortunately tumblr was 100% right this is the exact perfect combination to indelibly imprint itself in my brain matter. I can feel it creating new wrinkles in real time.

[porcelain-requiem]

The Confession

By: Porcelain-Requiem

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A/N: Just a sweet little one-shot Frelma fanfic. This is set in a slightly AU timeline of the older Scooby-Doo cartoons, where Fred is smart and resourceful. I’m not opposed to Himbo Fred, but I do prefer smarter Fred overall.

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The cave was dark and musty, and there was a chill throughout it. Fred shined his flashlight around as he searched for a secret passageway to find Daphne. But so far, all he'd found was the occasional frightened bug that scurried away from the light. The tall blond let out a depressed sigh, which his short, bespectacled, brunette companion noticed.

“Don’t worry, Fred.” Velma said in a reassuring tone as she touched his arm, “We’ll find her. She’s got to be around here somewhere.”

Fred smiled and nodded at her. “You’re right, Velma.” He said, “I just hate when I lose you guys to trap doors and bad guys. I try to keep all of you safe, especially you girls.”

“You do, Fred.” Velma said to him, “Even when one of us goes missing, you always find us or we always find our way back to you. I know you feel responsible for us since you’re the oldest of our gang, but we always work things out when we split up in an unintentional way.”

Fred smiled as he took in Velma’s logical and knowing words. It had felt like hours since they started searching, and her words reassured him to keep going. With a nod and a smile to her, the two kept searching for that secret passage, until at last Velma found it. He let out a sigh of relief and wiped some sweat from his brow as the new cave pathway opened up.

“Thank you, Velma. Now stay close to me.” He said as he pulled her near him, “I don’t want to lose you too.”

He took her hand in his and led her down the secret part of the cave, using his flashlight to keep the pathway illuminated for them. Velma blushed a bit as she noticed how small her hand was in his. He had such big, strong hands.

“You’ve suddenly become very quiet, Velma.” Fred noticed, “Are you tying all the clues together and figuring out who the monster really is?”

Velma tried to muster up a response, but felt her throat tighten from nerves. She squeezed Fred’s hand really hard, which made him stop in his tracks. He let go of her hand and shined the flashlight toward her in concern.

“Are you all right, Velma?” He asked her, as he used the light to look her curvy body up and down to see if she was injured.

“N-no. I mean, yes. I mean...” Velma finally stammered. She looked Fred up and down, taking in how handsome he looked in the glow of the flashlight. But his expression looked very concerned. She wasn’t normally nervous like this, especially around him.

“Please, tell me, Velma.” Fred said to her, placing a hand on her shoulder, “Did I do something?”

She looked into his blue eyes, then looked down at her feet as she mustered up the courage to tell him the honest truth. Breathing a deep sigh, she began.

“Fred, just now, you were holding my hand. And before you start apologizing for that, please don’t, because it didn’t upset me at all. In fact, it was wonderful and… it just—it just made me realize that I need to tell you something. But you need to sit down.”

Fred sat himself on a rock near her as he prepared to listen intently to his short friend’s words.

“I-I like you, Fred. I like you a lot… as in more than a friend, I mean. When you held my hand just now, I didn’t want it to end. I always feel so safe with you. And I know I’m not pretty like Daphne is, but I can’t lie to myself anymore. I love you, Fred. And I know you don’t like me back in that way, so I completely respect that. You deserve a beautiful girl, and I know I’m not pretty. And I really don’t want to ruin our friendship because of this, so… please, just pretend I didn’t say any of this.”

She pulled her turtleneck collar of her sweater nervously over her cheeks and turned to try and hide her blushing face. Fred stood up and walked over to her. Velma turned to him and looked up, still hiding the lower half of her face. Fred had a serious expression, but didn’t look upset, which did relieve her slightly. But she worried as she saw his eyes studying her face in the soft cave light.

He gently lowered the turtleneck collar of her sweater and smiled at her. Velma was blushing so much as she looked into his blue eyes. They had a soft glow reflecting the darkness of the cave. Fred put the flashlight in his pocket and placed both of his hands on Velma’s shoulders. He leaned his tall frame down more to meet her short height, and took a deep breath before he responded to her.

“I’m actually relieved that you told me how you feel, Velma. It really means a lot that you think so highly of me.” He said as he started to blush a little, “I honestly didn’t think you liked me like that, because I keep thinking I don’t deserve someone like you.”

Velma was shocked by his words just now. Fred was stunning and athletic. He could undoubtedly attract any girl he met with his strong physique and handsome countenance. And on top of that, he was witty, resourceful, and intelligent. Yet his own words seemed to put himself down just now.

“But Freddie, you’re the most amazing guy I know. You shouldn’t put yourself down like that. I’m not trying to pressure you into liking me. I know I’m not pretty. I just knew I had to tell you. But please, forget I said anything. Daphne is very pretty, Fred. And she’s much more worthy of you than I am.”

“Velma, why are you fixated on me being with Daphne? I mean, sure, I had a couple of dates with her during our early days together as a gang, but she and I soon realized we weren’t meant to be more than friends, so we chose to stay that way. Also, you shouldn’t put yourself down like that, Velma. You’re beautiful.”

Velma’s brown eyes began to well with tears, as she turned her face to try and hide them. “You shouldn’t tease me like that, Freddie. I’m not beautiful.”

He gently took Velma’s freckled cheeks in his hands. Then he continued to speak, “I would never tease you like that. You’re beautiful to me, Velma, inside and out. Some guys probably wouldn’t think so, but I’m not like them. There’s only one girl I know who is essentially my intellectual equal – though I’m definitely not as smart, who always inspires me to be the best I can be, and who is the one I can always count on to be my right-hand lady for leading our team. And there is only one girl that I want to be worthy of. And that’s you, Velma. It’s always been you.”

Velma’s brown eyes widened as the tears rolled down her cheeks. She never thought that Fred loved her like that or that he found her beautiful. She caressed his cheeks with her hands and then he leaned closer to her, to where their lips were almost touching.

“May I?” He asked softly as she felt his breath touch her face. She nodded as her tears continued to fall. It had to be a dream. Freddie couldn’t possibly love her too! And yet, there he was, mere centimeters away from her, asking to kiss her.

He wiped away her tears and softly kissed her lips, brushing them ever so gently with his. She then gave him a deeper kiss, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders. The two began to kiss passionately, running their fingers through each other’s hair.

She was so short in comparison to him, that when he finally stood upright while kissing her, he lifted her slightly off the ground. She felt safe wrapped in his strong arms though, and continued to kiss the tall blond. She let out a soft moan of pleasure as he deepened the kiss even more. Suddenly the two of them heard a familiar “jeepers!” come from the corridor, which paused their romantic moment.

“Daphne!” Both of them shouted in unison as Fred gently lowered Velma back to the ground. She smoothed her bob back in place, and he fixed his hair and straightened his ascot. They then went to go free their missing friend. The redhead was relieved when they arrived, and gave the two a hug once she was freed.

“I hope it didn’t take you guys too long to find me.” Daphne said.

“It didn’t take us too long. Just long enough to solve a small mystery of our own.” Fred reassured their friend, as he looked at Velma and smiled. She returned the smile with a slight flush of her cheeks.

“Come on, girls!” Fred said confidently, “Let’s go find Shaggy and Scooby, trap this bad guy and solve the mystery!”

The two girls hurried after him, Velma smiling and eagerly grabbing hold of Fred’s hand, as his flashlight led the way out. Daphne smiled to herself as she saw both of her friends holding hands, and realized what their small mystery must’ve entailed.

The End

[anniebear-92]

Paw Prints

Am I back quicker than the last time? Why Yes, Yes I am :)

Here comes another part and I'm gonna be honest. I'm enjoying this story and I think I might stretch it into some more parts. Can I get opinions on this? Would you guys like me to continue or end it in the next part? Thinking of posting some Head-cannons for Katsuki's past and your relationship/daily life if anyone's interested. Trying not to give away story spoilers with those.

Part Four: Now that Bakugo has settled into your home it's time to start the shenanigan's. A surprise visit! where will Katsuki and reader end up?

Warnings: SFW, shenanigan's mostly.

Taglist: @lunrai @nonomesupposedto @j-brielmalfoy @bitchimaghost2 @traumamakesmefunnier @izukusgirlfriend @chevalrie

The streams of sunlight peered through the curtains like golden rays, bouncing around the room. Bouncing around right into your eye sockets and earning your groan as you flopped an arm over the afflicted area. After a few moments of contemplating falling back into your lovely dream world the light so rudely ripped you out of, it was determined it just wasn't happening. Lowering your arm revealed your narrowed eyes as you stared at the ceiling, brain slowly coming back into functionality.

Those brownies your friend had brought to class didn't have a "secret ingredient" in them did they?

If that's the case, you sure went on quite a trip to hallucinate your cat as a handsome, sarcastic and snappy hybrid human.

Sitting up slowly you peered around the bed for the hallucination, only to find the rise and fall of the fur ball you knew and loved laying snuggly against your hip. Running your fingers over his soft coat, you chuckled to yourself lightly while making a mental note to ask your friends where they got the stuff. Totally for research purposes, not because you'd be interested in seeing those crimson eyes narrowed down at you once again…

Leaving the warm embrace of your bed, the kitchen glowed softly from the morning sun as you rubbed the sleep out of your eye. The sound of brewing coffee filled the air as it bubbled and spit out of the spout into your favorite cup. You leaned against the counter with your arms crossed while observing the living space and kitchen together. There were so signs the previous night had occurred at all. Kitchen was spotless, the blankets you had both been cuddling under while watching your show were neatly folded over the back of the couch and not a spec of dust from any of the objects he had thrown from the drawers and cupboards remained.

The chime from the coffee maker brought you out of your thoughts as your fingers curled around the handle. After the liquid inside was to your liking you brought it up to your lips and took a long sip. Eyes closed as you savored the flavor and thought about your day. Your day as just a normal college student deep in debt, and your pissed off, (Putting this lightly) Normal cat.

The End.

Thank you everyone for all your support! Turns out Bakugo wasn't real! :) He was just a figmet of our imagination… nothing more to see here…..

SIKE!

I'm kidding. Can you imagine I ended all that with "Just kidding! We were just reallllly high and imagined a himbo cat man!" Please don't hate me :'D

Back to our regularly scheduled fan-fic:

Your peaceful morning was cut short by a grunt, followed by a bump to your side making you stumble and barely hold your grip to the cup of liquid gold. Your eyes snapped open and found purchase on the reason for your rude interruption.

Beside you was an ash blonde with even messier hair than previous, clearly from the bed he had been sleeping in the night before. He had the basketball shorts you had gifted him hanging extremely low on his hips, showing off the curves and lines of his chiseled chest and stomach since he had apparently forgone the shirt at sometime during his sleep. Nestled in his messy hair, his pointed ears were drooped slightly, his tail that poked out just above his shorts hanging limply behind him. His jaw dropped to reveal his extra sharp canines in the largest yawn you've ever seen.

"You only made enough for you? Some host you are."

His already raspy voice was even lower with the lack of use and threw you for a loop. Well there goes that theory. The cat man really exists, he lives in your apartment and bitches about you not making him coffee.

The cup in your hand was snatched into his as he brought it to his nose despite your protests. After a few test sniffs and a hesitant taste test, the liquid was drained in seconds. The empty mug was thrust back into your hands and he nodded once.

"I'll take another just like that."

With his parting words he crossed back into the living room and collapsed onto the couch with a groan, the only thing visible of him were the tips of his spiked out hair and the ears that sat inside. Was he serious?

"Bakugo."

From what little of him you could see, his ear twitched in response but no words left him.

"Bakugo." You tried again a little more firmly, his ear twitching again with yet another non response.

"KAT-Suki!"

You growled which finally garnished a response. His ears flattened against his head and he turned his head so his vermillion colored eyes were visible just above the couch's back rest. His gaze almost nervous as he tracked your movements.

"Do I look like a maid to you?"

He shook his head slowly and you nodded in satisfaction. "Then what, in your right mind makes you think… that you can snatch the nectar of the gods that wakes me up in the morning and demand more like I'm some common servant?"

His eyes narrowed slowly as you waited for a response with hands on your hips. His voice grumbled lowly as didn't move from the couch and you leaned forward, cupping your hand around an ear for dramatic effect. "What was that? Speak into my good ear."

"Would you please make me a cup?" He finally spoke just loud enough that you huffed in response.

"Was it that hard to ask politely instead of demand like a toddler?"

His little "Yes." was low enough you thought he didn't intend for you to hear it so you decided to let it go and instead of brewing your one cup machine once again you reached up into the cupboard above the stove. Inside was a brand new small coffee maker that only made a couple cups your parents had gifted you upon moving into the small apartment. Since it was just you living here the fact of making several cups at a time for it to grow cold or stale was not appealing, so you had splurged on a single cup maker to just produce a new cup as you desired without waste.

Now with an extra body around here apparently, this seemed the more feasible option as you spooned the grains into the filter. You shuffled around the kitchen on the intention of producing breakfast while the gurgling coffee pot set to work. A simple breakfast for two was all you had the energy for at current since SOMEBODY, not to name any names… Bakugo… Drank your wake up juice.

During your time in the kitchen you could feel a pair of eyes boring into your back, watching your every movement. Knowing full well who they belonged to, you plated the simple meal and placed it at the table. Fixing up two cups this time instead of just your own, you finally met the eyes of your impatient stalker and waved him over. He stood soundlessly and crossed over quickly as he took his chair and almost gave a little bounce of excitement. You cocked a brow and his small smile dropped into a scowl at being caught.

His eyes scanned the meal before peeking over at you shoving a piece of egg into your mouth, eyes unfocused onto nothing in particular while you chewed lazily. His narrowed eyes softened slowly as he watched the sunlight hit your skin just right, adding an almost angelic glow to the tone. They followed the shape of your face, the length of your hair and landed on the beautiful color that sat in your irises. He found them watching him mixed with a curious expression and he jumped slightly, looking away with a soft heat in his face.

Ordinarily he would groom himself to stave off the embarrassed feeling, however in this form he had no such ability so he chose to pick up a scrambled egg with his fingers and pop it into his mouth. He paused a moment and stood quickly to dig into the fridge as you watched. He returned with a small red bottle that you had purchased upon noting his love of the spicier ingredients you had added for his food and his alone. Returning to his spot, he began spiraling the sauce all over his breakfast and you cleared your throat.

"You want a little egg with your hot sauce?"

He gave you an unimpressed glare before slamming the bottle down and tearing into the meal once again with his fingers. Resting your fist against your cheek and tilting your head in amusement.

"Do you not know how to use chopsticks?"

He paused while holding a piece of bacon up to his lips, a look of offense crossing his features. "Of course I do!"

Tiling your head the other way you lifted your pair and clicked them together once. "Then why don't you use them instead of making a mess?"

His gaze flicked between your fingers and his own utensils before scoffing. "Because I don't need them."

Setting yours down beside the plate you let a smirk cross your lips, lacing your fingers together as you observed his state of mess. Sauce crept up his fingers to his knuckles and also smeared around his perfectly shaped pink lips, he had somehow gotten a little in his hair but that was neither here nor there. He almost reminded you of a toddler eating spaghetti.

"So you can't is what you're saying?" You pursed your lips in faux contemplation, knowing full well what you were dragging out.

"I can use them just fucking fine!"

He snapped before dropping the piece he held between his fingers, gaze dropping down to the object in question. He inhaled before picking them up and held them in-between his fingers, lifting them up to show you proudly. You covered your mouth to hide your snicker as you watched the pieces sit awkwardly in his large hands, most definitely not in the correct position.

"So show me up then." You bit your lip to hold back further giggles as he clicked his tongue. "I fuckin' will."

He lowered them and attempted to grab a larger egg, the ends of the sticks crossing or missing completely. Cocking a brow you watched as he struggled and growled lowly in frustration.

Picking back up your pair you placed them into proper position and cleared your throat to get his attention. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I don't need your fuckin' help! I'm just fine."

Nodding you returned to eating your own meal, though throughout you could catch him stealing glances at your hand, switching his sticks into better position and taking testing clicks to make sure he was using them properly. After a few adjustments he finally picked up one of his sausages successfully and he grinned after taking a triumphant bite.

"See? Pro material."

You coughed up a laugh while chewing on a piece of bacon, slapping your chest to dislodge the item while his face turned to one of concern. "I'm fine." You managed out before bursting out laughing once again.

He huffed, returning to finish his meal as you finally drank the last of your long awaited coffee. After the meal was done you ran the dishes through the sink and put them in the strainer, observing as Bakugo took residence in his spot on the couch. He had found one of his plastic ball toys that held a bell inside and held it between his thumb and pointer finger. He gave it a quick shake before tossing it up and down a few times.

"Bakugo." You called as the ball landed back into his palm for the fifth time. "I am assuming you're going to be spending more time in your human form?"

He gave his broad shoulders a shrug, your eyes wandering the lines that made up his muscles before you shook yourself out of a trance that was sure to be noticed before long. "I don't see why not. If I don't use my human form for some time I get this cramped feeling and it's like an itch you can't scratch. Same goes for if I stay in this form for too long. Since you know though, I probably wont need to hide as much."

Nodding you fished a piece of paper off the pad you had stowed on top of the fridge. You used the pen attached to jot down some things as the pair of ever watching eyes followed your movements in curiosity. "Why do you ask?" He finally asked after you didn't follow up your question with any others for a few moments.

"Well if you're going to be staying in your human form we're going to need to pick up a few things for you. Also… Since you're not just a cat anymore… You're a whole roommate now so we may have to talk about you taking on a job in the future to help with bills. You ate a lot as a cat, I can only imagine as a grown man…"

He huffed and let the ball he had been tossing fall to the ground with a loud twinkle of the bell. "A job?" You nodded while bringing over the notepad and falling down into the spot beside him.

His glance landed on the paper and began reading what you had written down. Over his years with his original family, he had picked up words and their meaning from the times he would sit with the man of the house who loved reading novels in the evening time. Though he really learned to read when his wife's sister had fallen behind on hard times and had asked them to take care of her niece for the summer while she got back on her feet.

The girl was only seven and had taken a special liking to the temperamental cat, and he surprisingly to her. At bedtime she would read a "Bedtime" story to him and always drug him along for her homework sessions, so he had gotten his general reading lessons from a seven year old. They did a lot together, tea parties where Mr. Suki would sit with a pretty pink bow attached to his collar and a party cowboy hat nestled between his ears begrudgingly as he sat at the tiny plastic table. Coloring on the floor, watching "Scary" movies in the dark with blankies wrapped around them. She was truly his best friend for the longest time. Though when it came time for her to return home with her mother when the snow touched the ground for the first time that year. He had moped around the house for some time after, even as she would visit from time to time it became fewer and far between. The news of the wife's pregnancy would break only a few weeks after their niece's departure. He had been so excited, he would get a live in best friend just like the little girl!

How wrong he was…

He shook his head to bring himself back out of his memories as he found himself looking down at you, who was clearly waiting for some answer to a question he had not heard.

"What?"

"I asked if you wanted to come with to get some new clothes. I don't have a lot but we could find you some basics for now. I have a bag of my ex's old things you could go through to see if you like anything or if they'll fit in the meantime."

He blinked and watched your face light up in excitement as you discussed going out with him to do something as simple as shopping. He shrugged once again and gave a "Sure." that lit up your beautiful face even more and made his own heat up.

You hopped out of your seat announcing you were going to change and grab the bag for him to sort through so he could change as well. He leaned back into the couch as his eyes scanned the area around him. He would have to get used to being back in his human form once again. Living with his old family, he would only change when he knew the wife and husband would be out for some time. He had learned to cook via trial and error while watching them since the husband owned a restaurant and would make gourmet style foods even at home. The chopsticks he only knew about in theory, never actually having anyone to teach him how to properly use them before.

Your return from the hall way had his face heating as he scanned your outfit for the day. The garments you had chosen fit your frame very well, accentuating every curve and shape you had, which had him feeling things he had never experienced in his time on this planet.

"This is the bag, there's quite a bit in here actually. I didn't think he left so much here." You had dropped the bag and knelt beside it to dig a few pieces out. "He was smaller than you though so I'm not sure if these are going to be a tight fit or too small period."

You left him to dig through the bag, setting items that interested him to the side and tossing the ones that he could determine would definitely not fit him or he just had zero interest in. You sat cross legged on the couch as you watched him pick at each item with interest, catching on to his little tells. His tail would flick if he was disgusted by something and would set the item in the discard pile. On the other hand, his ears would give the slightest twitch if he found something he liked.

He finally had more in the discard pile than the keep by the time he had dug everything out and sat with his eyes on you, almost as if asking for directions. You scooped up the items he didn't want and shoved them back into the bag while instructing him to pick a pair of pants and a shirt to go change into so you both could travel into town. Once the bag was packed you smacked your hand against your forehead in realization.

Kirishima had your car.

A low groan left your throat just as Bakugo emerged from the bathroom. He had lost his ears and tail, after noting your curious expression he grumbled something about the pants not fitting around his tail comfortably. He raised his face just a tad and took an inhale, as if sensing your distress.

"What's wrong?" You rubbed the back of your neck in embarassment, "I forgot my car broke down and Kirishima has it. You didn't want him to drop it off yesterday."

He nodded and as if fate would have it his head immediately snapped to the door just before a loud knock sounded throughout the apartment.

Bakugo's nose wrinkled just as it did when you came home from school after catching a whiff of something with his heightened sense of smell you clearly could not.

You stood and crossed to peep through the small hole, finding a shining smile on the other side, the red head waiting patiently at the door. Unlocking the deadbolt and throwing the door open you returned his bright smile.

"Kiri!"

He let out the most boyish laugh and picked you up in a bear hug, burring his face into your shoulder. A low growl sounded from behind you and you peeped over the opposite side to see your roommate standing with the darkest expression on his face you had seen yet.

The redhead holding you lifted his own head, "Aw shit I didn't realize you still had company. My fault… Wait… Katsuki?"

"Shitty hair."

The large redhead promptly dropped you and charged for the blonde standing in the living room, looking ready to bolt. He wrapped his large arms around the smaller man and picked him off his feet to hold him close. "I fucking missed you dude!

Bakugo groaned while pushing at the smiling man's face. "Get off me! You fuckn' stink!"

Kirishima dropped him with a pout and mumbling something about being a good boy and bathing this morning. You snorted while shutting the door and observing the reunited friends. Crazy that your best friend just so happened to be your cat's best friend to boot.

"Wait… How did you two meet?" Kirishima's pointer flicked between the both of you, a dumbfounded look on his face.

"Remember when I told you about the night I found a sick cat in an alley and he adopted me?" He nodded in response and you pointed at the brooding blonde who had taken to straitening his messy hair into it's normal state.

"Wait.. Katsuki is Bakugo? How can he be a cat?" His face contorted into a clearly fake confusion and Bakugo rolled his eyes. "Don't play dumb, she knows."

Kirishima's jaw fell slack as you nodded to confirm then he pointed to himself and leaning over to whisper not so subtlety to Bakugo. "Does she know about…" Bakugo nodded and wrinkled his nose, turning his face away as if to escape the smell.

Kirishima shined the brightest smile before the floppiest dark ears fell out of his hair and floofiest tail began wagging behind him showing his pure excitement. "I'm so glad I don't have to hide with you anymore!"

He lifted you into his arms and nuzzled his face into your neck while his soft ears tapped against your face and earning giggles from you. "Oi! Put her down! She's going to stink again and I'll have to fix it!" The big puppy's ears drooped even further and held you close. "But she's so warm and sweet smelling."

Your cat's ears and tail appeared, fur bristling as a low growl sounded in his throat. "Put. Her. Down. Now!"

Your eyes raised to Kirishima's wide ones, lowering you to the ground slowly as his tail slapped against the floor in disappointment. You brushed your fingers against his dark ear, his tail slapping at your back and you chuckled. "Don't mind him, he's always a meanie."

Strong arms ripped you away from the dog hybrid, holding you against a solid chest. Your eyes raised to find narrowed vermillion, his nose twitching in annoyance before burring into your throat just as your best friend had. After a through scenting once again you finally huffed and pushed his face back. "Alright enough Bakugo!"

The cat furrowed his brows at you before shooting a warning glance at Kirishima and releasing you from your confines.

"So anyway. Did you bring my car back?" You questioned the onlooking redhead who nodded, his ears and tail retreating once again out of habit. "I fixed the alternator and she fires up right away now. I did take the liberty of giving it a tune up and changing your oil. It should run much smoother now."

You pouted while crossing arms over your chest. "You didn't have to do all that! I'll have to pay you back for everything!" He shook his head and gave you a stern look, "Nah, I can't leave my best friend without transportation when I can afford to help out. No need to pay me back I won't accept it."

Sighing deeply, you wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Thank you so much, you don't know how much this means to me!"

You were tugged back by the tail of your shirt before the redhead could reciprocate. "Oi, that's enough of that." Cocking a brow at the bristling blonde who had returned to his all human form as well.

"Where were you two headed to anyway?" Kirishima asked to clear the obvious tense atmosphere which broke you away from the intense stare off with Bakugo.

"Ah, uh we were going to grab Bakugo some clothes since he'll be using his human form more now that I know. I only have a few clothes left here by dipshit and he only liked a few of them. I figured he'd need something that fits him and of his own."

Kirishima nodded before whipping out his wallet, "Do you mind if I come along? I'll help pay." You waived your hands around in protest, "You already fixed my car, you don't need to continue spending money on me!" He shook his head and indicated your roommate with his wallet before putting it back into his rear pocket.

"Katsuki is my other best bud. I'm not going to leave him without either, I'll take both of you in my truck and we'll grab some essentials and clothes for him. Speaking of, does he have shoes?"

You paused, looking down at Katsuki's bare feet for a moment realizing that it had never even crossed your mind that you didn't own a pair of shoes that would fit the man. Any of your shoes would be extremely too small. Shaking your head he nodded and disappeared out the door. He returned with a box and offered it to Bakugo who took it with a wary glance.

"I bought these not too long ago and they were the wrong size, if memory serves they should be your size. If you like them you can keep them, otherwise we can find you a pair you do like." Bakugo flipped the lid open and found a pair of expensive name branded shoes, checking the size he nodded and slipped them on with a pair of socks from the bag.

You all piled up into Kirishima's truck as he began recounting the full story of how the two Hybrids had met. The red head grew up with his parents who were full hybrids and they owned a chain of sucessful businesses which is why he was so well off. As hybrids themselves and had access to means, they had taken the opportunity to help those who were in hiding or did not have anything near what they did. A foundation was set up and during one of their give aways to those who needed it Kirishima had met a dirty, ash blonde teenager around his age who had just lost his home. Intially he had attempted to help the boy who called himself Katsuki however his pride had stepped in the way and had fought any assistance offered.

After months of talking and spending time together they became friends which Bakugo adamantly denied. Kirishima offered him a place to stay under the conditions that Bakugo would have to learn how to intergrate into human society which did not set well with the still pissed off teen who had just been burned by his "family." Katsuki had stopped showing up to their meetings, no longer reachable at their usual hangouts and practically disappeared as if he had never exsisted. It had hurt that his best friend had exited his life so deeply, he had searched and searched to no avail. Kirishima enrolled at college to get his mind off of his missing friend, further his education and met little ol' you.

The three of you spent the day helping Bakugo pick up essentials such as bathing products, tooth brush, etc. He got his own socks, undergarments and sleepwear which he indicated the sleep shorts he had worn that first night were comfortable for sleeping so Kirishima grabbed him a few pairs. You had stopped at several stores and had to intervene a few times when Katsuki got a little too bristly with the sales representatives. There were threats of a certain spray bottle, taking away his favorite twinkle ball and throwing away all his hot sauce before he finally got the memo.

Currently you were walking up the boardwalk of a strip-mall with bags adorning your arms because even though you were there for Bakugo, Kirishima had taken to spoiling you as well and bought whatever your eyes had laid on. You finally had to tell him to stop firmly or the trip would be over promptly, to which he finally listened like a scolded puppy.

You hummed happily while waltzing along, Kirishima and Bakugo walking a few feet behind you shoulder to shoulder as they both watched with happiness in their guts.

"So, is she your mate?" Kirishima finally broke the silence, maintain a low tone as to avoid you catching onto the sensitive topic.

"What the fuck?" Bakugo snapped lowly, eyes darting between you and the large redhead. "She's not my mate!"

His friend snorted with a large grin. "Then why were you so worked up over me scenting her? You wouldn't mind if I take her for my mate then?"

A low tone of warning sounded from the blonde, his fist curling around the man's collar. Kirishima showed his palms immediately with an apologetic smile.

"I'm joking Katsuki. I was just proving a point."

"What are you two doing?" You interrupted as both heads snapped towards you, Bakugo dropped the collar and stepped back.

"Nothing!" He snapped before striding forward. Kirishima chuckled as you followed closely behind to find out what got under your cat's fur, rubbing at the back of his neck where his shirt collar had rubbed into the skin.

"He's got it bad."

The three of you finished your purchases and returned to your small apartment where Kirishima bid his goodbyes. He pulled Bakugo aside for a brief moment before giving you the biggest hug and taking his leave and once again you were alone with your temperamental hybrid roommate.

You took the opportunity to clear out the closet in your spare bedroom so Bakugo had a place to keep his new things. Bakugo on the other hand had taken to making lunch since he declared he was hungry immediately upon the door shutting behind the red headed hybrid. You had told him he had thumbs now so he had no excuse as to why he couldn't get his own food. After a brief stare off (that you won) he began working on putting together something edible.

Returning to the kitchen you were hit with the most savory aroma and a plate shoved into your hands. "Here. Lunch is done." Your eyes met the blondes as you noted his soft tone, much lighter than it had been previously. "Thank you." You flashed him a bright smile, his face heating up.

"Oh you're flushed, maybe you should get away from the stove." Setting your plate down you raised your hand to feel his forehead with the back of your hand. He flushed even harder and sputtered as he attempted to make an excuse.

"Quit touching me dammit! I'm fine!" Puffing out your cheeks you turned with a huff and he released his own breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Why the hell did you garnish that reaction out of him?

You took a bite of the meal before you and groaned at the amazing mix of flavors bursting on your tongue. Your smug roommate held his jaw in his palm while watching you closely. You raised your chopsticks in salute before indicating with them to his own. "You going to eat?"

His smug look dropped just like his gaze to the utensils. "Oh fuck off." He grumbled before placing them in the proper spot once more, stealing quick glances at yours once again before he grabbed a piece of chicken perfectly. His smug look back on his lips at how quick he had picked up the skill while sticking it in his mouth.

Dishes were made quick work with the extra help, now that it was late in the evening after all the errands you ran it was time to discuss sleeping arrangements. The first night you had left him curled up on the couch since he had fallen asleep during the final movie. You had wrapped him in the blanket and he must've joined you later back in his feline form however now that things were different, things would have to change.

Flipping on the light switch inside the spare bedroom you stepped aside to let him inside. "Well this can be your room. I went ahead cleaned the closet out for you ealier so you can arrange everything the way you want it."

He cocked a brow while crossing his arms over his broad chest. The dark fabric stretched across to show the lines of his body even more which had you turning your face away as it heated hotter than the stove.

"No."

You snapped your gaze back to him. "What do you mean no?" He shrugged while leaning against the door frame. "I said exactly what I mean. No. I've slept in your bed for how long now, why would that suddenly change?"

Your lips thinned into a line as he cocked a brow asking you to challenge him. "Because before you were… just a cat and now… You're… Not?"

His brows furrowed, "Just a cat?"

Chewing your lip you nodded, "I didn't know you could become… well like that and it's different."

He dropped his arms to begin moving towards you with a purpose, your body moving back until your knees hit the bed and fell back onto your ass. His arms caged you on either side of your hips, fists supporting him on the plush surface. He leaned in so close the tips of your noses brushed softly, "Are you saying this because I'm a man?"

Your breath caught as eyes locked, gulping before responding with a soft "Yes." A slow smirk crossed his lips as your face heated in embarrassment from his proximity. "Aren't you my fiancé?" Your face turned sour in realization of his teasing, pushing against his shoulders with your palms he chuckled while allowing you to shove him back.

You had choice words for him under your breath as he followed closely behind, chuckling the entire way. "Come back here I was joking." You shook your head as you rounded the couch in the attempts to get away from him.

"No you're an ass!" He snorted and chuckled a bit harder. "Come here, I'm a cat this is a fun game for me."

You huffed as you picked up the pace and squealed when he decided to forgo following you around the furniture and easily hopped over the back of the couch. Making a bolt for your bedroom you could hear his quick footsteps behind, calling your name. You had almost made it to the door when you were yanked up into the air, you squeaked and kicked as he chuckled lowly into your ear.

"Bakugo put me down dammit!" His arms constricted and held you tightly as his nose brushed along the back of your neck.

"No. Mine."

You stopped struggling, attempting to look back at him and confirm what you had heard. "What did you say?"

He shook his head, "I said No, fuck off." You huffed and crossed your arms, now looking more like the pissed off feline when he didn't get his favorite treats. His arm hooked under your knees and carried you bridal style into the bedroom before flopping you down on the soft mattress. "Stay." He demanded before exiting the room and disappearing into the spare.

Not to be one to be told what to do you hopped out of the bed in order to complete your nightly routine. You dug out a pair of shorts and your favorite sleep shirt from the dresser and made quick work changing out of your day clothes. You were in the midst of dealing with your hair when the bossy feline returned to the room now in his own comfortable outfit. He donned a new pair of the shorts he had chosen and some band tee with a skull on it. It happened to be the only shirt he absolutely demanded.

Eyeing the fact you had not followed directions his lip curled in annoyance. "The fuck? I told you to stay!" You placed your hands on your hips while mocking his tone. "I'm not a dog Bakugo, you don't give me orders. This is my house."

He rolled his eyes and scooped you up over his shoulder as you protested and wiggled in his grasp. "Sit still dammit!" He huffed before unceremoniously dropping you on your rear in bed. "Now scoot. This is my side." He shooed you with his hand and you shot him a look. With no indication you were going to move he finally huffed and used one hand to shove you over easily. Defeated you laid down and crossed your arms, Bakugo on the other hand was smug and content like the cat he was. HIs arms snaked around your waist and yanked you against his chest.

"Will you stop manhandling me?" You huffed as he chuckled, his warm breath hitting the back of your neck. "You used to pick me up and carry me around whenever you felt like it. How do you like it?" Turning from him you attempted to squirm out of his grasp. "God dammit get back here!" His arms squeezed around your waist as he murmured your name against your ear. "What?"

"Thank you for today." His voice had gone gravelly with exhaustion, to which you had noticed was the only time he would apologize or give his gratitude verbally.

"You're welcome Bakugo."

"Katsuki."

"Hm?" You turned over just enough to see his serene face that had burried itself between your shoulder blades.

"Call me Katsuki."

"Okay." You turned in his arms as he nuzzled himself into your stomach now, your fingers running through his soft locks. His ears had returned along with his tail now that he was in his comfort zone the latter curling showing his contentment in this moment. The days that followed of the weekend took some getting used to since you now had a whole other person living inside your home. You now had two meals to prepare, wait for someone to get out of the restroom and don't get you started on bathing.

The day after your shopping spree you had offered the shower to Katsuki who had looked at you as if you had grown a second head. "I clean myself." He had argued and even as you pointed out he was no longer a cat who could just lick himself clean, he promptly shifted into his cat form and began licking himself dramatically to spite you. Sporting a mischievous grin you had picked up the now struggling feline and brought him over to the sink and filled it up with water.

"Either you bathe yourself in the shower or I bathe you now this way, your choice Kitty boy."

A brief stare off had ensued and once again emerging the victor he finally gave the briefest of nods so you released him onto the counter. Hopping down he changed mid jump and stood to his full height, glaring down at you while you gave nothing but a triumphant smirk.

"You want to try that again while I'm in this form food giver?" He curled his lip into a sly grin, revealing just one of his canines and you immediately dropped yours.

"No. Go take a shower, to quote my favorite cat. 'You stink.' "

His grin fell from his face and was immedaitely replaced with a scowl, you bit the inside of your cheek to refrain from smiling as he stomped away. He had grabbed a towel from the hall closet and slammed the bathroom door when you lost it. Wiping a tear and giving a little victory dance you returned to what you had been doing prior to the conversation.

The days you had been given off after finals were coming to a close and you would be returning back to school very shortly. Now that Katsuki was not a cat you could just leave food and water for, a plan of action had to be taken.

Did he want to get a job? Would he even have enough social skills for that since he had spent most of his life as a cat? Or would he be interested in going to school like you? These were the questions that plauged you as you lounged on the couch with the object of your worries resting his head against your legs. When your fingers stilled in his hair, deep in thought he cracked an eye open to watch as you chewed your lip.

HIs hand raised to catch your jaw, his rough thumb catching the fat of your lower lip and gently yanking it from the grip of your teeth. The action startled you, immediately earning your attention to his face. His vermillion eyes blinked slowly as he rasped "Don't chew on your lip. It's a bad habit."

Heat filled your face at the simple action as his hand fell back to rest on his chest. His eyes clothes once more slowly with his relaxed face, not a frown line or furrowed brow in sight. His other hand raised to grip your wrist and gave it just a slight shake before dropping back with the other once again. A smile you couldn't fight even if you wanted to filled up your face and you began threading your fingers through his soft locks once again. A low rumble you recognized as his purr penetrating the air.

"Katsuki." You began, tone soft as not to ruin the moment. He hummed in response, leaning his head back just a bit to allow you more access to his ears for scratchies.

"What do you want in life?"

He finally cracked an eye, brows furrowing now as he gauged your expression. "What do you mean by that?"

You began scratching his ear furthest from you while contemplating your next words. "Do you, want to work? Would you be interested in going to school like I do to further education and get a good job one day? Become an artist or lawyer? I'm just interested in what you want to do since you're not stuck in your animal form any longer."

He mulled your words for a bit before shrugging his shoulders. "I guess I've never thought about it. All I've ever known is either living in a home, being fed my meals until it was ripped from me. Then living on the street I was hateful and bitter. I wanted nothing to do with humans or anyone really, then when shitty hair was trying to make me integrate and move on with my life? I shut down and just left." He ran a hand over his face, you waited patiently knowing this was a hurtful subject for him when he lowered his hand and those beautiful eyes met yours.

"When you found me I had almost given up. I truly thought I was going to die. I had been yelling at strangers for hours hoping someone would help me, and you did. Nursing me back to health when you didn't have to, opening your home and putting up with my antics gave me what little faith I had back."

Tears brimmed your waterline at his statements, had you not found him or taken the time to help would he have passed in that alley? Alone, cold and hurt?

It squeezed your chest too much for you to even think about. "Why are you asking anyway? Don't cry dummy." He brushed your tears away with the rough pad of his thumb as you sniffled to stop the tears from falling.

"I have to go back to school tomorrow and I didn't want to just leave you here alone to be bored every day. So I figured if you wanted to get a job or go to school to pass time we could talk with Kirishima and see if we could get you some papers or an ID since he mentioned he works with Hybrids like you who lived most of your life on the animal side and don't have birth records."

His gaze shifted from your face onto the wall for a few moments. He inhaled and exhaled a big sigh before he rolled his head back towards you.

"I want to go to school with you."

You smiled wide while scratching his ear once more. "What do you want to study?" His face dropped into a scowl, "I have to study something?"

You nodded with a curious expression, "What did you think school was?"

He crossed his arms with a scoff and an eye roll. "Apparently a place of torture by the way you complain about it."

You snorted and smacked his forehead with the tips of your fingers lightly for his teasing. He growled and rubbed the afflicted area, "I don't know. Can't I decide later?"

You nodded and pulled out your phone to shoot Kirishima a quick question about how to go about getting Katsuki his paperwork for school.

"Can't I just lay around the house all day like I used to?" He pouted those perfect full lips and you rolled your eyes at his musings. "No Katsuki, I told you already that you've proven to eat your share and them some of food. We've got to make some extra money somewhere to put food on the table. So either you go to school and we'll struggle through until we can get our dream jobs or you pick up a job somewhere. Capiche?"

He huffed but nodded and you leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead where you had tapped him. His eyes went as wide as saucers and shot up. You stood from the couch as your phone began vibrating and swiped the answer button. Walking away chatting with apparently Kirishima who had decided to call back instead of text you left him dumbfounded on the couch, mouth gaping like a fish.

His hand raised to his forehead just over the spot as his face heated hotter than the surface of the sun. How could you earn these reactions from him for just a simple act you've done a hundred times in his cat form? His sharp gaze followed you as you paced back and forth with the conversation, laughing and smiling brightly at something your friend had said on the other side of the line. He curled back into the blanket with the fabric draped over his head so just his face peeked out as he continued to observe you.

Ever since the red head had stupidly brought up the conversation of "Mates" he had dumb thoughts running through his head.

You wouldn't make a great mate. No, you'd actually be the perfect mate dammit. You're sweet, actually a good cook even though you complain about it. You're extremely caring and go out of your way to help others even when you don't have to. Not to mention you're extremely sexy but that's the bonus.

The fact that he was big time attracted to you ran through his mind way too much for his liking.

The biggest plus? You're a cat person. Or more so an animal lover in general.

He huffed and pulled the fabric around him a bit tighter. His gaze falling along your curves as he watched you continue to pace with the conversation, your hand flailing as you attempted to get some point across.

He was going to do it. He was going to ask you to be his.

"Kirishima! I'm not discussing that with you!" Your sudden outburst and visible flustered expression caught his interest to that he tuned his sensitive ears on the conversation.

"You're lying to yourself if you're denying those sparks. I could see the way you looked at him the other day."

You squeaked and peeked over at Katsuki, hiding under the mass of blanket pretending to sleep in order to continue being his nosey self. You lowered your voice in vain and dashed away to your bedroom. He peeked an eye open upon hearing the door shut behind you and angled his ears in your direction to continue listening.

"I did not give him any special looks Eji. If anything it's wonder. He was my house cat and now he's a person! He's brash and rude, demanding… but he can be sweet, when he wants to. He acts like I'm an inconvenience but turns around and cuddles up to me. He's the hottest fucking man I've ever met in my god damned life and I swear if he walks around here without a shirt on again I'm going to fold!"

Katsuki snorted as he heard Kirishima loose it, loud laughs and embarrassed noises from you. "What was that last part?"

"Fucking forget it. I don't have feelings for my cat."

Katsuki's ears drooped with your final words, burring himself into the blanket further as he felt a pain in his chest he couldn't explain away. Why did that hurt so much? He tuned out the rest of the conversation, completely uninterested any longer.

So much for that.

Oop sorry to hit you with that angst. :| Stay tuned for the next part :)

[sensei-venus]

Hi there! Could I request the og cobras with Larusso reader? Where they have all taken interest in her, she’s Daniel’s twin and even though all of them hate her brother they love her? Thank again! <33

“Two Timing LaRusso- But Literally Two” (1/2)

(Unedited) (Cobras being stupid, Cobras being dumb himbo’s, Mentions of cheating? not really.) (Og Cobra Gang/Daniel’s Twin!Reader)

Ever since they got to California the LaRusso twins hated it. Between the heat and sun, the new school, trying to make friends. It was a mess. But what really did it in was all of the karate stuff that ended up happening with the oldest twin.

Daniel decided to get involved with the girl on the beach, her name was Ali.

It all started with that stupid night on the beach. When the Franky kid from the apartment complex told the two of them about the party on the beach. Reader didn't really want to go but Daniel did, so she went along for the ride.

She didn't actually want to go but she didn't want to leave Daniel on his own for the night in a brand-new place. Plus she had to admit she was a bit lonely and didn't want to stay in the new apartment all by herself. When they showed up on the crowded beach it was nice. There where dozens of kids around their age just having fun and dancing, chatting and playing games.

While she hung back on the sidelines and just enjoyed the people-watching, Daniel managed to wheeze his way with the blond-haired girl. They were both laughing and talking while messing with a soccer ball. She just rolled her eyes at the two and kept watching.

When the motorcycles pulled up on the hill her stomach stomach started to flip in a bad way.

Then the fight between a blond boy named “Johnny” started. It was stupid, over the Ail girl. Turns out she was Johnny’s new ex and he didn't like the fact that Daniel was making a move on her.

“Daniel please let's just go!” Reader tried to pull her twin away from the scene. After watching her brother get his ass kicked she just wanted to leave and go home. Daniel had to put up a fight with her. Making a big argument out of the whole thing.

She didn't take notice of how some of the boys in Johnny’s little gang looked at her. Eyeing her up as she tried to pull Daniel away. They gazed at her from the sidelines.

The two twins went home with no clue.

The first few weeks of school were weird to say the least for the two twins. Things escalated between Daniel and the other boys. He could try and hide it from their mom but he couldn’t hide it from his twin. She grew more and more worried by the day. Watching her brother get messed with, when he came home covered in bruises and cuts, bleeding all over their sheared room. She cried and he just told her not to worry.

Time went on and Daniel grew stronger, trained with Mr Myagi and learned karate.

It wasn’t until after the all-valley tournament that things really changed and things got better. Well to a point that is.

“I can’t believe he’s going after Ali when he has THAT all over him all the time.”

“You know I never liked Daniel in the first place but I didn’t see him as the kind of guy to cheat.”

“He does it right in public too. Gross.”

“LaRusso is just a two timing little bastred.”

All five boys glared in the direction of Daniel’s lunch table. It wasn’t even about the stupid tournament anymore. It was the fact that he was a prick who was trying to mess around with two girls at ones, one of them being on their radar for months now.

She was cute, chubby and thick, unlike almost any of the girls at west-valley. She had curves that filled her out in the perfect ways. Pretty eyes and the biggest smile they had ever scene. She even had the most prettiest hands they had ever seen, something Jimmy had pointed out at some point. They looked soft from a distance.

Yes a distance because they had yet to even try and make a move on her because of how close she was to Daniel.

Because with the way they acted, they where definitely in some kind of relationship. It pissed all of them off every time they saw the two together. Both in and out of school. The way she hugged him, laughed at his corny ass jokes, followed him everywhere. She was like a puppy.

Following around a big fat cheater. He openly cheated on the girl with Ali and was getting away with it. She acted like she had no idea from the looks of it.

“She’s cute, it's not fair that Daniel gets to be with a girl like that and get to two time her.” Bobby said as he poked at his food with a fork. Bobby was the first one to admit he was catching feeling for the girl a few months back. Dutch gritted his teeth as he watched Daniel. He tenses up next to Johnny saying “Fucking dick, leave it to a guy like LaRusso to get a hot chick and then treat her like trash.” Johnny rolled his eyes.

Johnny tried to keep it to himself these days about his feeling on LaRusso. He didn’t hold much grudge against him after the tournament, he won, that’s it.

“I think we should say something, to her at least. It’s not right that he’s doing this and for this long at that. It doesn’t even matter that we like her, she should know before he causes her more damage when she finds out.” Jimmy said with confidence. He was trying to think rationally. Tommy laughed as he patted the boy's back.

“After school today, we finally go in for the kill. We tell her what LaRusso has been doing, that he's been playing her for weeks now, and then we ask her out. Perfect timing.” Johnny smirked. He's eyes glazed over as he watches the girl.

The rest of the day went by quickly. All five boys grew more and more anxious though out the rest of the day.

They all meet up outside of the school after the bell rang. All of the stud around their bikes waiting for the girl to come out. They knew she usually we out though the front doors of the school and walked over the Daniel’s stupid yellow car.

The boys talked for a while, they watched as Daniel came jogging out of the front doors to his car, where he met Ali. They huddled close together talking and flirting for a while. Dutch clenched his jaw as he watched, Johnny’s fist’s itched to punch the punk in the face. Suddenly Ali and him parted and went their separate ways, Daniel went and sat in the front seat of his car.

Suddenly the doors of the school opened once again and the girl walked out. Backpack on her back with books in her arms.

Johnny made the first move as he caught her arm with his hand. She gasped and whipped around to face him, her eyes big.

His cheeks felt warm as he finally got a good look at her. She was just as pretty close up.

“Hey, we just want to let you know that Daniel LaRusso, that asshole, is cheating on you.”

Bobby said “Yeah we caught him multiple times getting all close and friendly with Ali.”

“He's been doing it for months now! It's tucked up that he's leading you on like that.”

“Yeah that's messed up man.”

“He doesn't deserve to two-time a pretty girl like you!” Tommy spoke up, his usual grin gone.

Her face was flushed as she pulled her wrist from Johnny’s grip. She huffed, her brows knit together as she looked at them. They couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or annoyance.

“Your kidding me right!”

“Hey we just wanted to let you know before-“

“He’s my twin brother not my boyfriend! You guys are sick, real sick. Fuck off!”

She stomped away and ran off towards her brothers car. She threw her stuff into the back seat before hoping into the front seat.

All five of the boys paled at the realization.

“She has to be joking with us-“

“Maybe it makes since, kinda-“

“Man there is no way she is actually his twin-“

“My head hurt’s-“

“WE ALL LIKE A LARUSSO?!? AND SHE’S HIS TWIN AT THAT!?!?”

To be continued……….

[youraveragekilljoy87]

I see people draw Hispanic Tim Stoker. I also see people draw Hawaiian t-shirt wearing blond himbo Tim Stoker.

Compromise: Bleached blond Hispanic Tim Stoker. Roots are dark brown/black. Still wears Hawaiian t-shirts but they’re (almost) always bisexual flag colored. Freckles! Yes! Give him a bubble ass, with that nice twinky Latino waist. Yes! Yes!! YES! Convert me from lesbianism to bisexuality when I see him! Give him Hello Kitty stud earrings! He wears Crocs 70% of the time as well! He is wearing eyeliner that you only notice if he wants you to! He is wearing bandaids on his fingers! Does he need them? Maybe, maybe not! He has pretty big brown eyes! He is either wearing weed socks or mismatched ones! Jeans with holes in the knees! Bracelets!!!! Yes!! Please!

I’ve seen some fanart almost fitting this description but I’d really just like. To see it all together. Once.

[reashot]

Summer Haunting/The Haunting of Ruby's House.

This takes place after the Battle of Beacon...

Ruby: Hey mom it's me again. Sorry for being late I have difficulty getting here because of my injury... Anyway I'm good baring the obvious. And I just wanted to tell you about my day...

But the real reason I'm here again mom is that... I ne-need your advice mom. I'm losing everything. Blake is missing, Weiss returned to Atlas and, and Yang won't even speak to me.

*starts crying*I lied. I'm not fine. I'm slowly losing it. I'm not a great Huntsmen like you and I'm not as strong as you mom. Please, please help me. Just tell me something, anything! Mom help me, please... Anyone...

Jaune: Oh, there you are Ruby?

Ruby: *wipes her tears* Jaune! What are you doing here?

Jaune: Yang told me that I can find you here. And what is that in front of you Ruby?

Ruby: Oh it's my mom's grave.

Jaune: I see... I'm sorry I didn't realize it.

Ruby: It's okay Jaune. And why are you looking for me?

Jaune: I'm worried Ruby. We thought you might be lost or get hurt out here.

Ruby: Well you found me and I'm fine as you can see. I'm just going out for a walk as part of my rehab while visiting my mom's grave. It's two bird with one stone as they said.

Jaune: It's dangerous Ruby if you want to walk outside you need to tell someone about it.

Ruby: Hmph! I may have difficulty walking but I'm not as frail you might think.

Jaune: I'm sorry if I offended Ruby. But I just wanted you to be safe.

Ruby: I know you mean well Jaune. But I just have to come up here and see my mom. I miss her so very much you see...

Jaune: *embrace Ruby from behind* I'm sure she misses you too. Ruby m-may I talk to your mother? W-with your permission of course.

Ruby: *blush* S-sure go ahead. I bet she likes talking to you.

Jaune: *blush* O-okay then. H-hey Mrs. Ruby's mom how's it hanging? Besides you know... I mean Ruby is okay, no she's great even. She kick major butt, she's a great team leader. Well liked by her teammates, heck everyone in the academy likes her. She made so many friends that it's actually hard to count them. She even made friend with a dummy like me. So please don't be worried about Ruby. She's in good hands.

Ruby:

Jaune: A-and I wanted to tell you that she's so awesome I once saw her cut a huge Grimm in half, she's... Ruby what are you trying to do?

Ruby: *trying to escape from Jaune's embrace* Meow! I mean. No! Let me go!

Jaune: Oh my goodness. Are you okay Ruby?

Ruby: *trying to hide her face* (No! I'm not okay you blonde himbo!) Yes, yes I'm fine can we please get out off here?

Jaune: O-okay Ruby. I'm sorry.

Ruby: You did nothing wrong Jaune. It's just that. Ouch!

Jaune: Do you need help Ruby?

Ruby: No-no it's okay Jaune I'm fine. It's just my legs that's all.

Jaune: Then I'll carry you on my back Ruby. C'mon hop in!

Ruby: W-what!? Uh-uh no way.

Jaune: C'mon Ruby it'll be too dark if I just let you walk back home.

Ruby: *grumble* Okay fine! You win, you big meanie! I'll let you carry me. *piggyback on Jaune's back*

Jaune: Yes I'm the big meanie for trying to help you.

Ruby: *lightly punches Jaune's back* shut up vomit boy!

Jaune: Crater face!

Ruby: Dork Knight Rises!

Jaune: Gun Nerd!

Ruby: Milf Bait!

Jaune: Future School Shooter!

Ruby: Hey that's going too far! *bite Jaune's neck*

Jaune: Ouch! Ha, ha, ha. I'm sorry but did it help?

Ruby: ... It did help. Thanks Jaune.

Jaune: No problems Ruby that's what I'm here for.

Ruby: ... Jaune do you mind if I talk to you?

Jaune: Sure. You don't need my permission.

Ruby: I lied. I didn't came here because I miss my mom. I mean I do but I mostly came here because I want to ask for her advice... I know it's stupid.

Jaune: It's not. I know how you feel Ruby. Sometimes when I'm having trouble I usually ask my grandma in heaven for advice.

Ruby: Really. You do too?

Jaune: Yeah. It's not as strange as you might think. And don't mind me asking Ruby, but what advice did you ask your mom anyway?

Ruby: Oh for everything but mostly asking how I can get my team back together.... Oh gods I'm so sorry.

Jaune: No need to apologize Ruby. Pyrrha lost has been difficult for all of us but I'm okay. And by the way, getting the band back together, I gotta say Ruby it's going to be hard. Even with your mother's help.

Ruby: I know it's a long shot, but what else can I do? I can't just wait here forever doing nothing.

Jaune: Well, maybe we can go find them ourselves?

Ruby: Seriously it can't be that simple Jaune. Besides I can't just find them all by myself.

Jaune: Then you can join our team and we will help you find them.

Ruby: You would, but why?

Jaune: C'mon Ruby we're friends. And besides you will do the same thing for me.

Ruby: You know what. I'll take you up on that offer. After I'm done healing up. I'll join your team to find Blake and Weiss, and dragged them back here together whether they wanted to or not.

Jaune: That's the spirit. Except you will not be joining my team I'll be joining yours.

Ruby: Wait, what?

Jaune: Yeah I think you'll be a great leader. And besides I don't think I'm cut out to being a leader.

Ruby: But they're your team. Aren't you at least upset about it?

Jaune: No, not at all Ruby. After all I trusted you to lead us after all. And because I know you can do a better job than me.

Ruby: It still doesn't feel right Jaune...

Jaune: Oh c'mon Rubes I insist. Also remember what you said to me back in Beacon. You must put your teammates first and yourself second.

Ruby: No fair using my words against me Jaune... But I understand I will lead you and your team. On one condition though, I will lead until I'm reunited with the rest of team.

Jaune: All right, fair enough. Then that means team RNJR is now official!

Ruby: RNJR?

Jaune: Yeah RNJR? You know. Ruby, Nora, me, and Ren.

Ruby: I see you must have put so much thought to the new team's name?

Jaune: Ah, ha. You got me Ruby. So do you like it?

Ruby: Hmmm..... I like it. It got a nice ring to it. And Jaune thank you for cheering me up earlier. I seriously needed that. And... *yawn* maybe we can just walk back home in silent. I'm so tired after walking all the way here.

Jaune: No problem Ruby. Do you want to hear a lullaby to help you sleep?

Ruby: Knock yourself out... *drowsy*

Jaune:

Frère Jacques, frère Jacques

Dormez vous, dormez vous

Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines,

Ding ding dong, ding ding dong

Ruby: *giggle* Such a funny song... I like it very much Jaune.. Zzzz.

Jaune: (Sleep tight Ruby)

Unbeknownst to the two of them a shadowy figure from a far was watching the both of them these entire time.

??? : I found *** Ruby. We **** soon ** reunited...

Jaune felt a sudden chill he then turns around and look at his surrounding and found that there's no one there. Worried that it might be Grimm, Jaune quicken his pace but he made sure that it didn't distrurb Ruby's sleep.

Sometimes later...

Ruby: Zzzzz.....

Jaune: We're home Ruby... Ah, shoot can't wake you up. Well I better just put you to bed then.

Tai: That's far enough, Punk... *pumps shotgun* Stay where you are.

Jaune: M-mr. Xiao Long?

Tai: Is that Ruby on your back? Did you do something to her?!! *points shotgun*

Jaune: No, no wait please I didn't do anything to her. I swear!

Tai: You expect me to believe that you didn't do anything to my Ruby. Just look at her she's an angel, and you telling me you didn't take advantage of her while she sleep?

Jaune: No I swear I will never do anything like that to her.

Tai: Nice knowing you...*snatch shotgun* Hey!

Yang: Hey Vomit boy. Get Ruby inside. I'll handle my dad.

Jaune: Thanks Yang.

At night...

Jaune can be seen sleeping on the couch of the Xiao Long residence with Ren sleeping close to him on the floor on a sleeping mat. But then suddenly he begin to toss and turn in his sleep.

Jaune: Py-pyr..... D-dont go. Please don't leave me...

Ruby?: Oh Jaune~ can you come inside my room please? 💕

Jaune: Huh, uh... *wakes up* Why do you wake me up in the middle of the night Ruby?

Ruby?: *giggle* I promise it's something you might like to see. 💕

Jaune: Can it wait till tomorrow morning?

Ruby?: Oh no Jaune. I'm afraid it's something that can only be done in night. 💕

Jaune: But wouldn't it be strange to rummage around in the night?

Ruby?: *giggle* not this one~ And it can only be done at night... And during the day if you are adventurous enough. 💕

Jaune: Oh you mean. Like playing game during school night?

Ruby?: Well you are right it can be like a game. Except it played on a bed and preferably without anyone close to hear us when we do the deed. 💕

Jaune: So just play with your headset on, then.

Ruby?: ...... Are you kidding me? 🤨

Jaune: Look Ruby if it's not something important then it can wait. If not just let me go back to sleep.

Ruby?: ..... There's a spider in my room.

Jaune: *rise up* I'm on it Ruby.

Ruby?: .... Girl, you are not kidding when you said he is dense.

Ren: ... It seems Jaune about to finally get it on with Ruby. Good for him, good for him...

Before entering Ruby's room. Jaune notices Ruby's dad. Tai has fallen asleep guarding the hallway across from Ruby's room still holding on to his shotgun.

Tai: Zzzzz.... Must, protect beautiful daughter, must protect her from the blonde brat.... The strong must protect the sweet, the sweet.... Zzzzz

Jaune: Excuse me.... *quietly opens doors* Okay Ruby where's the spider?

Ruby?: *locks the doors behind her* Please sit down with me on the bed first, Jaune. I want to talk to you about something. 💕

Jaune: Okay...

Ruby?: Do you like me? 😌

Jaune: Eh? I mean yeah, I like you.

Ruby?: No, no. I mean do you like, like me. 🤭

Jaune: Like, like... *sudden realization* Oh.... I mean I don't, I can't. I don't think I can give you an answer just yet...

Ruby?: Then lets make it easy on you. 😈 *push Jaune on the bed and proceeds to mount him*

Jaune: R-Ruby?!

Ruby?: Shush. Not too loud. We can't have you wake up the entire house now can we. 🤫

Jaune: (W-wait what just happened?! Ruby ask me whether I like, like her and then she started mounting me out off nowhere.)

Ruby?: Tell me if you see something you might like? 💕 *starts to undress*

Jaune: R-Ruby w-what are you doing???

Ruby?: Honestly Jaune. There are limit to how dense you can be. We are going to have SEX *thrust pelvis*, hot *thrust pelvis*, steamy *thrust pelvis*, raunchy *thrust pelvis*, SEX... Oh it seems you are already hard. And oh my, you are so big! Oh by the brothers you are going to ruin my little Ruby in more ways than one.

Jaune: *internal screaming* oh okay let me go Ruby. This has gone too far as a joke... *tries to escape* (oh right, she is stronger than me. Oh I hope someone will come and finds us...)

Meanwhile in Yang's room.

Yang: Ruby finally decides to make a move on Vomit boy. Good for her, good for her...

Back in Ruby's room.

Ruby?: Oh, did you think you can get away? Did you forget that you are weaker than me.

Jaune: What?... You're not Ruby are you?

Ruby?: How did you know?

Jaune: Ruby will never demean me like you did. And she's never this forward before. Who are you?

Ruby?: Ooh, good looking and smart too. I would love to have you as my son-in-law.

Jaune: Son-in-law. Wait who are you supposed to be?

Ruby?: Eh, heh. I'm Ruby's mom. My name is Summer. Nice to meet you, Jaune. 😉

Jaune: Wait Ruby's mom. But she died?!

Summer: Shhh 🤫. Keep it down can't have you wake up the entire house.

In the hallway...

Tai: *wakes up* Hmm... My fatherly senses are tingling.

Back in Ruby's room.

Jaune: B-but how? A-are you a g-ghost? If so please leave Ruby alone.

Summer: Relax Jaune. I'm just borrowing Ruby's body for a while.

Jaune: That still doesn't makes it okay. And does Ruby knows about this?

Summer: Well. I maybe... Didn't ask Ruby for her permission to borrow her body.

Jaune: That is messed up. Please can you give Ruby back her body?

Summer: Ah, wait a minute Jaune. Don't you think we should continue where we left off? I owe you a "happy ending" at least. 😉

Jaune: No way Mrs. Summer. I can't do that to you. And I can't do that to Ruby too because I don't think she would like doing it with me.

Summer: *smirk*

Oh Jaune. This is where you're wrong. All those dirty things I said and wanted to did with you comes from Ruby. All I did was trying to make her dream into reality. Is that such a bad thing do as her mother?

Jaune: Wait is that true?

Summer: That's right. I have full access to her memory, wants and dreams. Turns out she's not as innocent as you might think. And she clearly have feelings for you, but she's too embarrassed to admit it herself. So... What do you say we continue where we left off? I'll even allow you to be on the top. What do you say?

Jaune: I - I have to politely refuse unfortunately.

Summer: Wow. A teenage boy refusing to have his pole shined.

Jaune: It's not that I don't want it, it just that I don't think it's the right thing to do here.

Summer: Look, Jaune you are a very nice boy and you are right. But I did said that she's actually in love with you so by doing this with me you actually will make her a very happy woman.

Jaune: I'm not going to lie by saying I'm not interested in it, but I still have to refuse.

Summer: Is it because I'm still inhabiting my daughter's body? I know it maybe a deal breaker but I can switch with her midway. I bet she will be so overjoyed in finally doing it with you. 😋

Jaune: No please! The last thing I want to do is to traumatize Ruby. And I haven't yet hear what Ruby's opinion on the matter.

Summer: She wouldn't mind because I'm her right now...

Jaune: Still, still I wanted to hear for myself whether she truly loves me and wanted to do this type of things with me.

Summer: Then I ask you this Jaune what do you think about my daughter. Do you love her too?

Jaune: Do I love Ruby? Well... To tell you the truth. I don't really know. But I think she's cute. Very cute. She's friendly, a bit awkward but that just made her cuter. She's also brave and smart and kind and, and. There just too many good things I want to say about her. And if I have to be honest it took everything I had not to tackle Ruby to the bed and have my ways with her ... Oh crud.

Summer: Hoouu.....

So whatchu saying is that it took all you had not to force yourself on my dear Ruby, violating her repeatedly, making her say your name over and over again. Hmmm?

Jaune: W-what no I'm not actually going to do it! It's just that the thought may have passed my mind because of how incredibly cute she is. And even then I still, will not do it.

Summer: Oh so cute you maybe want to eat her? 😙

Jaune: Okay, stop trying to twist my word... I like Ruby a lot okay and maybe I do love her. Maybe. But I can't give an answer yet. Not right what happened to Pyrrha.

Summer: Oh you sweet innocent boy...

*crash*

Tai: You?! You dare laid your hand on Ruby. Prepare to die!!! *points shotgun*

Summer: Wait Tai don't!!!

*BANG💥*

The next morning... 🌞

Jaune: *yawn* Oh what happened last night?

Tai: Morning Jaune. *whistle* Breakfast are on the table.

Jaune: Oh thank gods it was all a dream....

Ruby's Room.

Ruby: MOM!!!!

Summer: Yes honey?

Ruby: How could you possessed my body without my permission!?

Summer: Oh c'mon Rub-Rub. I did you favor by borrowing your body for a while. Thanks to me we now know what Jaune thinks of you. Now you and that Arc boy can go declare your love for each other.

Ruby: No!!! I can't do something like that!

Summer: Can't or won't Ruby? Because the two are completely different things.

Ruby: I-I just can't okay. I can't just say I love him especially not so soon after Pyrrha. I want to give him some time for him to grieve.

Summer: And after giving him some time, then you two are going to fuck right? I can't wait to have grandchildren.

Ruby: Mom no! I won't do that Jaune not until we go to a few dates at least. So till then I'm not going to pursue him.

Summer: Ruby I know you are just being considerate. And I know the feeling well, but you have to tell him how you feel.

Ruby: Maybe someday, but not now.

Summer: ... That's unfortunate, but will you also tell him the truth about the other thing?

Ruby: What other things?

Summer: You know... About the thing?

Ruby: I don't understand?

Summer: *sigh* about what really happened to Pyrrha...

Ruby: W-what do you mean?

Summer: I read your memory Ruby. I know what happened... You need to tell him the truth.

Ruby: I-I don't understand what you mean?

Summer: Ruby... Why did you let Pyrrha die?

Ruby: N-no. I didn't. I couldn't. I would never...

Pyrrha: Ruby... Why did you let me die?...

Ruby: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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[firelegsandfriendsreborn]

Some quick rules:

No minors. This is a nsfw blog obviously.

No godmodding this goes without saying

Along these NSFW themes light gore and violence will occur especially in the mha and GTA verse. With the smut.

I run on North American central time in the United States (-5 UTC during the summer until November, -6 UTC the rest of the year.)

Let me know what muse. It's basically the same muses I had on my old blog but adding a few.

I have ship biases but I am open to certain other ships if we discussed.

No hate/bigotry of any kind welcome here anon ask is turned off for a reason.

Send me an im or if you want my Skype and discord ask for plotting or RP offline as I have a life.

Please trim your posts for threads it's for ease for me reading them. I'll try to trim them myself as well.

I will use content warning for certain weapons, especially the GTA verse where firearms are common.

Speaking of muses here's my list:

Sanji from one piece: cook of the straw hats and a little bit perverted and lover of ladies. Does not fight with his hands, except that one time vs Wanze.

Markus my oc: protective lad but also really funny and silly and good lover. Usually GTA verse is main but open to others where he's a crime boss and beat up to the current dlc updates of GTAO. No fc currently. Hes pretty ruthless to enemies. Has a lot of of money and has a fleet of aircraft and vehicles. Very mature themes and firearms and weapon mentions. Mom was a prostitute. Dad was a John who was absent but had good male role models. He's quite blessed between his legs. MHA verse his powers are similar to Marco's from one piece. Most common verse is modern in which he's actually a solid dude. He's the most active and his default age is adult unless we've discussed prior to rp. He's usually around Los Santos (GTA verse's LA and GTA 5 & Online's setting) and Vice City (Miami, GTA VI's setting, yes, I watched the official trailer.) He's got brown hair or blond hair depending on the verse. (FC: m!saber from Fate)

Hawks from my hero academia: flirty himbo bird and lover of nuggies and good hero. Brought in to safety commission as a child to become a hero. Quirk is fierce wings. Main shop is fuyumi todoroki or Mirko. He trolls endeavor quite a bit.

Fumikage Tokoyami: I aged him up so he's a third year or a pro hero. He has the sentian bird demon shadow dark shadow who is incredibly strong the darker it is. Lover of poetry and a certain frog hero or a ghost girl in 1-B/3-B

Ejiro kirishima: a firm boi. A bit of a himbo but really smart in certain battle scenarios. He is a fiercely loyal friend to most of 1-A (by then 3-a) main ship is Mina Ashido.