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sorikkung · 2 years ago

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what goes on in neverland ⇝ ch. 2: sucker punches, ruined lunches, and boypussy

word count: 5.9k

pairings: transmasc!reader x changbin x minho x wooyoung (see masterlist for full series pairings)

genre: fluff, smut and lots of assorted shenanigans. hijinks, if you will

au: battle of the bands!au but make it gay and horny

warnings: physical violence, [1] slapass, discussions abt bodies/genetalia and transness

a/n: well, at least this one didnt take half a year sDFKHSKDF ive been writing a lot more lately so hopefully i can start cranking out updates sooner. a special thanks to @absentcaryatid and @mingirn for beta reading this chapter for me bc it was driving me CRAZY lmfao hope yall enjoy :)

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tags: @honeybyunnies @syunderful (apologies if you didn't wanna be tagged just lmk and i'll take you off the taglist!)

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“Jung motherfucking Wooyoung!”

It’s not the first time you’ve heard this very phrase, often from your own mouth, in such a furious tone. It certainly won’t be the last. It is, however, the first time you’ve heard it from the small yet intimidatingly buff man that stalks up to your table at the food court like a man on a mission.

“What’d you do this time?” You scoff in disbelief, pointing a fry at him accusingly.

He simply shrugs, guffawing at the man coming at him with an almost amazed grin. “I don’t even know! Sure looks like I’m about to find out, though.”

You recognise Mr. Mini-Terminator as Seo Changbin, the guy who apparently used to be friends – more than friends? Friends who suck each other off sometimes? Briefly, you realise that what you have going on with the rest of the renegades isn’t as inherently normal as you make it out to be, but clearly at least Wooyoung was no stranger to it – with your bandmate, but they definitely looked far from friendly now. A few meters away from your table he almost skids to a halt as soon as he locks eyes with you, a look of recognition flashing across his face–

The next thing you know, his fist is colliding with your jaw and you’re sent flying across the cold marble table, both your lunches clattering to the floor along with your body in a crumpled heap.

“Dude, what the fuck?!” Wooyoung shoots up in indignation, offering you a hand as you process the quickness of what just happened, taking it and pulling yourself to your feet.

Changbin had just come up to yell at Wooyoung, then promptly clocked you in the face without warning.

As one does, you guess?

It’s almost as if Changbin doesn’t even see him, fixated on you and positively fuming – he grabs you by the collar of your shirt and roughly pulls you close to his face in what was probably meant to be an intimidating show of strength and masculinity; but the newfound closeness only had you appreciating the clean lines of his face, the ferocity in his eyes, the plumpness of his lips, and your mouth moves before your brain does.

“Wow, that was hot.”

He sends you across the table again, and you only have a split second to process the ease of which he tossed you around – that was definitely hot – before all you can focus on is the throbbing pain in your head where you landed on the ground.

“You fucking sleazy manwhore!” Changbin roars, and when you pick your head up to look at him again, Wooyoung is physically holding him back.

“Seriously man what the fuck is your problem, he gave you a compliment–“

“He used Felix like a goddamn cocksleeve, him and that Eric fucker – do you think this is some sort of game? Huh? Huh?!”

It takes you a few seconds to blink yourself back into the present, clutching at your skull and trying to ignore the ringing in there. “Wait, this is about Felix? What the fuck did I– what do you think happened?”

“I know what happened, he told me,” Changbin flashes back, shaking off Wooyoung without much struggle and shoving him back into his seat. You don’t miss the delighted look on his face at being manhandled like that, but Changbin doesn’t seem to notice, and continues on before you have the chance to tease him for it. “Tried to get on his nerves, insulted him, made a fool of him in some stupid fucking competition, used him to get off then left him alone in a VIP room covered in cum and sweat without a hint of aftercare for anyone to walk in on–“

“Seriously?” You cut him off before he has the chance to keep spouting nonsense. “That’s what he told you? Not about how he consented to every moment of that, was goddamn eager for it, and never even so much as asked us to stay when we were finished? Sounds a bit like a sore loser to me.”

Wooyoung snorted at that, and only then does Changbin acknowledge his presence to even so much as look at him. “Damn, now I’m even more mad he chose you to perform with instead of me. That sounds like so much fun!”

“He’s not your goddamn boytoy!” Changbin yells, lunging for Wooyoung — but he’s smart enough to jump out of his seat just in time. “Where’s that Eric kid, I wanna give him a piece of my mind the most – who the fuck are either of you to play with Felix’s feelings like that?! Just because he still likes Eric doesn’t mean you can toy with him for your own amusement, he’s a person not some easy fuck, and to humiliate him like that? What is wrong with you?”

So that’s how it is, then. Felix still definitely has lingering feelings for Eric (shocker, truly) and has somehow framed the entire rendezvous as you and Eric using him for your own entertainment; he’s not exactly that far off. It was definitely a power trip for the both of you and mostly to feed your egos, but Felix can’t even pretend for a moment like he was manipulated or coerced. Provoked, maybe, but he enjoyed every second of it and you’ll be damned if he gets to convince anyone otherwise. You almost wished you could’ve rerecorded the faces he made, the sweet sounds, how easily you made him fall apart — to then hang it over his head to make sure you can prove how easily you wrapped him around your finger.

Maybe you did humiliate him a little. Maybe you even liked it.

What’s it to him?

“I was not there but I do not think that’s how it happened,” Wooyoung says quickly after a long, tense moment of silence. “They–“

“If you weren’t there, then shut the fuck up,” Changbin growls, low and crackling with thunder – Wooyoung doesn’t even try to pretend like he isn’t into it, eyebrows raising and giving him a hungry once over.

Absolutely insatiable, that man.

He looks back at you, his anger still palpable in the air, fists clenched and just moments away from swinging at you again. He might actually knock your lights out this time, he hits hard, and you can confidently say the muscles his t-shirt can barely even contain are definitely not just for show. No one in the food court around you seem to care to intervene, though some have taken out their phones to film your ass-whooping for clout, probably. They’re likely waiting for him to deck you for real. Changbin’s probably waiting for that too. Naturally, you have to pick your next words wisely.

“You done?”

You’re not exactly the wisest.

It was too good to hold back, knowing full well you don’t have much to back up your attitude, but at least the bewilderment gives you a few more seconds to stall to figure out how to weasel your way out of this one. Something you probably should’ve considered before provoking him further, but cross a man who doesn’t fear god with a smart mouth and you get really good at digging your own grave.

Changbin blinks once. Twice.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

Might as well dig a little deeper. After all, you’re getting up-close-and-personal with this guy’s built form for free – and if there is one thing you always make sure of, it’s that you always get something out of everything. No matter what happens, you always win, by one definition or another.

“I said, ‘you done?’ Your little temper tantrum, I mean, are you quite finished?”

He swings again, but you’re ready for it this time enough to sidestep him and try to leverage his weight against him in a grapple you know can bring even a tall guy like Mingi to the floor – but Changbin doesn’t budge an inch.

For a second, and just for a second, you finally get a taste of the fear he’s been trying to instill in you since the moment he recognised your face.

You try the throw again, and he remains just as steadfast, twisting his head to face you with a stupidly cocky smirk. Were it your bandmate instead, you would be wiping that smirk right off his face by closing the distance, but you have more self-control than that. Sometimes.

“Are you quite finished?”

Fully accepting your fate of most likely losing consciousness in the next few seconds, you nod sheepishly. “Yeah, I’m good. You’re very… firm. Muscular.”

You’re bracing yourself for impact, running your mouth just because if you’re going to go down, you might as well go down being as much of a degenerate as always, and the image of getting your lights knocked out while spouting some sort of abhorrent bullshit is quite amusing to you – but after a second or two you realise he isn’t moving.

He’s flexing.

Is he fucking preening?

The instinct to be a degenerate even in dire situations sure does come in handy under the right circumstances, so it seems. You boldly squeeze at his bicep, the other hand smoothing across his chest. “These aren’t just for show, you guys,” you declare, acknowledging the cameras around you and the giggles and murmurs – the loudest and most excited of which are definitely from Wooyoung – that follow, “He’s crazy strong. Your gym routine must be insane, your figure is so defined-“

“Done feeling up my boyfriend yet?”

You whip around to identify the new voice behind you, another gorgeous man of a smaller stature and sharp, feline features, but he doesn’t look upset. No, his eyes are glittering with amusement, strolling past the cameras and right into view as if he wants everyone to perceive him. You like him already.

“Hmm, not quite, haven’t got to feel up his ass yet–“

“–That’s quite enough!” Changbin stammers, clearing his throat and pulling off you, shoving you away in a panic that lacks the strength you know he possesses. The way he all of a sudden shrinks under the gaze of his boyfriend, head hanging low as he oh-so-tentatively meets his eyes, is so jarring in contrast to the sheer unbridled rage radiating from him only moments before, and you just know whoever this man is, has Changbin completely and utterly whipped. “It’s not– I wasn’t trying to– I was trying to kick his ass, for fuck’s sake–“

“You were,” the boyfriend nods along, still beaming in a way you can tell is making Changbin incredibly uneasy and that in itself is making you more attracted to this man with each passing second, “Until he gave you just a scrap of attention where you love it most and you briefly contemplated risking it all, didn’t you?”

“What?! No! He’s a fucking sleaze I would never–“

“Don’t lie to me Bin, I know you. And I know you wouldn’t actually have gone through with it. Well…”

He stalks up behind you, not breaking eye contact with his boyfriend, before firmly clasping his hand down on your ass.

“Not without me. At least, I hope.”

It’s not every day you get caught off guard in the game of flirting, but there’s nothing you can do to stop the heat rising in your cheeks and the widening of your eyes at his bold move, Changbin seemingly equally as shocked and flustered, but it’s when he finally looks at you does he suddenly flinch away.

“Sorry, too far? I probably should’ve asked first I just figured given how you were all over him–“

“No, no, you’re fine,” you chuckle quickly, and you briefly hear Wooyoung straight-up squeal in the background as you grab the man’s wrist and place it back on your ass with a coy smile. “The hand can stay. I think I like you.”

The corners of his mouth curl into the most blinding, cat-like grin, and you find yourself returning it without much thought. “You like me?” He gives your ass an appreciative squeeze, then pats it gently and removes his hand. “That’s cute. I’m Lino, by the way. Well – Lee Minho, but the stage name kinda stuck.”

Stage name. Changbin’s boyfriend.

Stray Kids.

It dawns on you all at once that this man you are flirting with is not just the boyfriend of your competitor, but your competitor as well. In hindsight, that much should’ve been obvious, while eight faces are a lot to remember after only a couple meetings with no real introductions, he seemed vaguely familiar from the start. You fight against the urge to slap your face for not realising it earlier.

“Ah, so you’re the Minho guy.”

It’s not you who speaks first, but Wooyoung, finally getting up and getting involved again, giving Minho a scalding look from head to toe. He even goes as far as to stalk a circle around him, carelessly shouldering you and Changbin out of his way to get a better look.

“Wooyoung,” Changbin hisses in warning, but it’s Wooyoung’s turn not to listen.

He’s very, very, good at that.

“He’s hot,” Wooyoung pointedly decides, pinching his chin and nodding. “Fit, too. Can almost see why you won’t let me hit it anymore, but come on, we can have a double date. You two, me and Mingi–“

“–Absolutely not–“

“–Sure, why not?”

Minho and Changbin’s contrasting answers have the couple glaring and beaming at each other, and in that moment, you decide that stray kid or not, you do like this Minho guy. He seems like an absolute menace, and you like that in a man – if only you’d met earlier, he could’ve fit into the renegades all too well.

Wooyoung is finding this just as entertaining as you, if not more, cackling and clapping his hands together like he’s watching his favourite TV show. “Yes! Minho gets it, how about for old times’ sake, eh, Binnie?”

The shorter man looks like he’s about to bust a blood vessel, and part of you thinks he’s going to try punch him again, but he seems to have figured that violence isn’t beating the attitude out of anyone here, all three of you eyeing him up like cats smelling fish. Or maybe the presence of his boyfriend just softened him up a bit.

“Minho, jagi,” Changbin starts slowly, “These are the guys who indirectly and directly–“ he gestures at Wooyoung and you respectively, “–fucked with Felix the other night at the Prism and left him to his own devices. And if this one’s anything like his company–” he glares at you and Wooyoung again, making you bite back a snort, “–it won’t be the last time they try and mess with him.”

Wooyoung doesn’t bother with any restraint, openly snorting at that. “What are you, his guard dog? Last time we checked, Felix is an adult man capable of taking care of himself.”

“It’s the principle of the thing!” Changbin groans, crossing his arms and huffing in frustration. “You clearly don’t have his best intentions in mind. You want to make a fool out of him.”

He acts like he’s made some sort of point, probably thinking you’re going to deny it and play coy. Instead, you shrug.

“Yeah, and?”

“What do you mean, and–“

“So long as he consents to all of it, it’s none of your business what decisions Felix makes about his sex life. He’s not your boyfriend, is he?”

“No!” Changbin flushes at that, looking almost guiltily at Minho for a fraction of a second, but that singular moment of weakness is enough for you to dig your claws in and not let go.

“No? But you want him to be? You follow him around giving him googly eyes too, just like your leader? Going all overprotective boyfriend on his ass? Please. Freckles can handle himself, you know.”

Maybe it’s a little twisted how you get a rush of satisfaction at Changbin’s visible struggle to think of something clever to say back to that, but Wooyoung’s expression mirrors yours – like it often does, being the devil on each other’s shoulder – but what of Minho?

He’s unreadable at first, seemingly taking in the situation before commenting on it, until finally, the cat-like mouth curls return again.

“They’re right, Bin.” Changbin’s jaw falls open in straight-up betrayal, opening and closing like a fish in his frazzled attempt to find words again. It’s a knee-slapper, truly, so you decide that Lee Minho is now officially your favourite stray kid. “About Felix. He can handle himself. I don’t think this is worth getting into a punch-on at the food court for, jagi. Put that energy into your rapping and we can just wipe the floor with them again next round.”

Now that sends a hot prickle of agitation down your spine – does he think you and your band are easy? Does he genuinely think their dancing and flashy tricks can get them further than the first couple rounds? It’s laughable, really, genuinely; you find yourself chuckling and raising your eyebrows at them tauntingly.

“Come again?”

“Oh, we will.”

Damn. He’s a witty one. If it didn’t jab at your pride so hard, you would even like his response. Hell, regrettably enough, you still do.

He puts a hand on Changbin’s shoulder, leading him away. “You and I, we need to have a talk.” He glances over his shoulder to grin at you and Wooyoung. “Nice meeting you guys. Do follow realstraykids on Instagram!”

As the couple makes their exit, you and Wooyoung turn to gape at each other in disbelief.

“Did he just – did he just end that with a self plug?” Wooyoung guffaws, then shakes his head in amazement. “He’s a character for sure. Hot, but kinda weird. I want him. Carnally.”

You watch them leave, grinning as you notice Minho’s hand slip down to grab his boyfriend’s ass as they walk away, shamelessly copping a feel.

“Yeah, that makes two of us.”

Of course you are curious. This Minho guy is the most interesting stray kid you’ve met yet — so after his shameless plug, that night from the comfort of your apartment (and after buying Wooyoung and yourself a replacement lunch for what you cost him, despite it not being your fault that Changbin decided to throw you across a table) - you go back to a favourite pastime; Instagram stalking. Not that there is much dirt to dig up, at least at first. Chris’s personal account seems devoid of himself, just pictures of his studio, his friends, some scenery. Changbin has a decent handful of gym selfies, pictures of his food, some photos of him on stage, and selfies with friends. Minho’s is equal parts cat videos, him in weird filters, and dance videos. You decide to follow him.

A direct message request pops up only moments later.

>lino.ooo: like what you see?

Cocky bastard. You briefly wonder if this is what other people usually feel like around you. If it is, you’re succeeding – unfortunately, so is he. You’re seeing yourself in the other man far more than originally anticipated, which is equal parts frustrating as it is exciting. Suppose that is the goal, anyway.

>you: not even gonna complete the mutual before fishing for compliments? 🙄

>lino.ooo: bahahahahaha

>lino.ooo: you’re funny

You half expect him not to, but surely enough, you get the notification saying lino.ooo has followed you back. Instagram mutuals with the enemy isn’t the position you thought you’d end up in, at least, not yet – but it’s not following the actual realstraykids account, so you don’t mind much.

>lino.ooo: oh btw tell wooyoung that as much as i would loooove to indulge him w that double date, my bitter boyfriend is a little to worked up to agree to it 😔

>you: seemed to me like you wear the pants in the relationship. can’t sway him?

>lino.ooo: bahahaha

>lino.ooo: i can soften him, but never sway him

>lino.ooo: he’s a man of principles — he sticks to them no matter what anyone says, even me

>you: i can respect that tbh

>lino.ooo: yeah, i like that about him

>lino.ooo: sucks though, bc once he drunkenly admitted wooyoung gave the best head he’d ever had, and i ain’t even mad i just wanna see it 😔

>you: HDKDHDJJD you not threatened by that??

>lino.ooo: nah why should i be? i know im the best pussy he’s ever had and that’s good enough for me

>lino.ooo: besides, i got nothing on a man w no gag reflex

>you: wait, pussy?

Is he trans? You aren’t sure why that thought is so surprising – maybe because of how well he passes. His voice lacks the distinct transmasculine tone you’ve developed an ear for, the subtle gravel to a post-testosterone voice from training oneself to speak as low as possible while still habitually slipping into more feminine speech patterns; it’s not something people usually notice unless they pay attention, and have met a lot of transmasculine people, but you’d have noticed it by now if he had it.

Not to say that every single transmasculine person has the same edge to their voice, but more that those without it are far and few in between, and the lack of it makes one all the more cis-passing; whether that’s the goal or not, depends from person to person.

>lino.ooo: yeah

>lino.ooo: you think you’re the only hot mf with boypussy around? think again

>you: daaaamn ok can i ask your pronouns king

>lino.ooo: yeah just he/him. you?

>you: he/they

>lino.ooo: thought so lolololol ill make sure the rest of the boys know

>you: thanks <3

>you: but yeah i guess those who have dicks would know better how to suck them off huh

>lino.ooo: yeahhh

>lino.ooo: makes sense

>lino.ooo: i imagine it’d go both ways

>you: wanna find out?

You’re not sure what you’re expecting to hear in response, knowing full well he has a boyfriend and seems to be mostly monogamous, based on his comments about the double date with Wooyoung and Mingi – but you have no idea where that falls with the hand on your ass and shamelessly playing along with you and Wooyoung’s flirting. Whether it was just a joke, in which case you’d be happy to just keep joking, or if he was allowed to mess around to a certain extent with other people, you weren’t sure.

Guess you’re about to find out.

>lino.ooo: ahh, if only lololol

>lino.ooo: unfortunately binnie is rather possessive

>lino.ooo: i do like it though, his possessiveness

>lino.ooo: its hot a lot of the time

>you: but not all the time?

>lino.ooo: haha

>lino.ooo: no, not all the time

>lino.ooo: i wish he’d understand that being attracted to other people doesn’t mean i love him any less

>lino.ooo: but him accepting that would mean accepting he has feelings for people who aren’t me either 🤭

>lino.ooo: and that might be a little much for his heart to handle right now

>you: that’s a very knowing look you got there

>you: or emoji, whatever

>you: you think he likes someone else?

>lino.ooo: i don’t think so, i know so

>lino.ooo: changbin isn’t the type to hide his emotions

>lino.ooo: he just doesn’t verbalise them sometimes

>lino.ooo: but i’ve been dating him for a couple years now, and i’ve been his friend even longer, i know the signs. i know what he looks like when hes in love with someone, because he’s like that with me, too

>lino.ooo: but i don’t want to force him into anything he’s uncomfortable with

>lino.ooo: so i’ll just tease him and prod him about it from time to time so he knows its always on the table

>lino.ooo: if he comes to terms with himself and decides that’s something he wants, i’ll be here waiting for him. if not, i don’t mind committing to monogamy if it’s him

>you: awwhh you love him a lot don’t you that’s so cute </3

>lino.ooo: no i hate him obviously 🙄🙄

>you: yeah obviously 🙄🙄

Changbin is lucky to have a partner like Minho, you think. You’re not really sure what he sees in Changbin other than his bulging muscles and pretty face, your only impression of him being his short fuse and big ego, but you figure there must be something extremely soft under that tough exterior for someone like Minho to speak about him so fondly.

At first you think they remind you of Wooyoung and Mingi, being the resident couple of the group, but you find they’re more akin to Wooyoung and Sunwoo – Wooyoung being the incorrigible button-presser much like yourself and Minho, loving nothing more than to get under someone’s skin and make them squirm – and Sunwoo being the fiery, prideful rapper who likes to pretend he doesn’t love being smothered in affection and attention. You don’t know much about Changbin yet, but the dynamic seems the same; Wooyoung bothering Sunwoo and Sunwoo claiming to hate it but soaking it up like a sponge.

How similar are the runaways to Stray Kids, anyway? Maybe not all that different in theory and concept based on what you’ve seen of their music and work, but the execution… well. At least you played instruments.

Minho’s next message breaks you out of your train of thought; if you were taking a drink, you would’ve spat it out.

>lino.ooo: he might b down for a threesome tho

Well, that’s certainly not what you were expecting after the entire conversation about his possessiveness as a partner, but you’re not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. You are, however, not beyond asking for more.

>you: omg bet. what abt a foursome wooyo will kill me if i don’t at least ask

>lino.ooo: lmfaoooo you gotta promise to keep this a secret ok

>you: i take my promises very seriously

It’s a neutral statement. I take my promises very seriously. It’s not promising anything other than to keep promises – but nothing about making them. You’re not agreeing to anything just yet.

>lino.ooo: ok so im pretty sure changbin is like

>lino.ooo: perhaps just a liiiiittle bit in love with wooyoung

>you: omfg

>lino.ooo: you better not tell him tho

Oh, you’re absolutely going to tell him.

>lino.ooo: not that he’d ever admit it

>you: oh my godddd that’s so fun

>lino.ooo: isn’t it?

>lino.ooo: i do think that’ll make him refuse any threesome or foursome or whatever with him though. if he keeps a distance and pretends to be mad at him for something stupid like being friends with you and eric or being our rivals in the competition, it’s a lot easier to shove down any feelings he may have had lingering since highschool

>you: wait isn’t he like fr mad at me tho

>lino.ooo: yeah, but he’s not in love w you and tryna repress it so

>lino.ooo: i’m gonna offer we give you the same treatment as you gave felix, as yk, payback, and i genuinely don’t think he’d be able to resist

>you: 😳😳😳

>you: im down 😳

>lino.ooo: i knew you would be ;)

>lino.ooo: lix says you like to give just as good as you get huh

>you: freckles talks about me, does he?

>lino.ooo: you can’t tell him i said that either

You’re definitely going to tell him too.

>you: what else does he say?

>lino.ooo: honestly he had a bit of mixed feels about it

>lino.ooo: like, he really was genuinely humiliated

Good, you can’t help but think, arguably cruelly, but genuine nonetheless. He’s fun, and you like playing with him, but how he neglected Eric stays at the forefront of your mind every time he comes up in conversation. How hurt he was, how dismissive he was to him, the memories are still far too fresh for you.

>lino.ooo: he’s also in total disbelief that you made him cum in a minute and a half

>lino.ooo: i find that hilarious btw what was the secret

>you: the secret is getting into his head

>you: and cheating 🤭

>you: but you can’t tell him that

>lino.ooo: omg wait really

>you: yeah it was a two minute song but it was like, just starting, i had like a whole extra 30 seconds cause eric paused the timer

>you: i didn’t realise at the time but he told me after lmfao

It was just the teensiest bit of a blow to your ego to find that out, now knowing that your new nickname for him doesn’t hold any real weight, but you’d be damned if you ever give him the satisfaction. It crosses your mind that maybe you shouldn’t have confessed that to Minho, but you figure the secrets he asked you to keep are worth far more than that one – you’ll be ready if you need to strike back.

>lino.ooo: daaamn 2min is still p good tho

>you: i mean yeah im a stripper im good at what i do

>you: most of our money comes from lap dances anyway

>lino.ooo: lix made it sound like a whole lot more than your usual lap dance

>you: oh yeah def lol but yk it’s the same concept

>you: if i can make men cum untouched in 15 min, its not hard to make them cum when touching is allowed

>lino.ooo: daaaaamn

>lino.ooo: …but felix isn’t a stripper

>lino.ooo: and that only took him 2min too, didn’t it?

>you: bitch

Just because he was right didn’t mean he needed to say it. Besides, dry humping and making out are completely different to oral sex, you reason – to yourself, but also to him, furiously typing out your response in the message box.

>you: i made him cum in his boxers still just by grinding on him he ate me out after i’d already been grinding on him for a bit we are not the same

>lino.ooo: i mean tbh dicks aren’t that hard to get off

>lino.ooo: like if you know what you’re doing it’s a one size fits all most times

>lino.ooo: pussy tho, that depends on person to person

>lino.ooo: so i’d argue that’s about equally as impressive

>you: damn u rly sounding like a cis man w the whole “pussy is hard and mysterious and confusing agenda”

>you: besides yes you have a point but t-dick is a lot more sensitive than a pre-t clit anyway

>you: at least in most cases ik it can have the opposite effect but like. at least in mine

>lino.ooo: so you’re easy is what you’re saying?

>you: WOWWW

>you: wowwwww you said fuck trans solidarity huh

>lino.ooo: we’re still rivals, remember?

>lino.ooo: or did you forget? 🤭 you sure made a point of picking a fight with our leader

>lino.ooo: and our felix

>you: k tru

>you: changbin’s was on you guys tho, me n wooyo were literally just vibing

>lino.ooo: yeah true

>lino.ooo: he wasn’t expecting to see you there. im p sure he saw wooyoung on snapmaps while in the area and decided that he needed a totally platonic, not-still-in-love-with-you-since-high-school reason to get up close n personal w him again

>lino.ooo: you know, like punching him in the face

>lino.ooo: but then he saw you, the actual culprit of the crime he created in his head as a plot device and got all in his feels about it bc that’s a totally normal way to feel about a friend

>you: i mean, i get being overprotective about your friends

>lino.ooo: yeah i know you’re fucking all your friends cause you’re in love with them too everyone act surprised

>you: but he takes it to the next level cause when i teased him asking if he’s felix’s boyfriend he looked genuinely panicked for a second and looked at you for just a spliiiit second too long and hes definitely in love with felix too isn’t he

>you: WAIT HEY

You had been so caught up typing your response that Minho managed to get his sassy comeback in first, and it happened to be so pointedly what you’re most afraid of – he can’t be right. He isn’t. You get to decide that, not him – he may be able to read Changbin like an open book, but he barely knows you. While you’re aware that your feelings for your band cross just about every line past platonic, relationships are complex and not always so strictly put in the boxes of platonic or romantic – there can be a blurry in between, like with sexuality, gender, and most things. The greys amongst the shades of black and white.

You’ve always leaned toward those greys and in-betweens anyway. Yeah, your gender leans more towards boy than girl, but it’s still more in between. You aren’t about to pick a side in what genders you’re attracted to either, hell, you don’t even want to settle down with just one person; you’ve always been in the shades of grey. Minho doesn’t know shit just for being able to put you in a black and white box.

Now, how exactly can you express that over text without going on an entire tangent about shades of black, white and grey?

>you: you dont know what my relationship with my band is like

>you: just bc u can read changbin so easily doesn’t mean everyone is the same yk

>you: relationships are so much more nuanced than the strict lines society puts on romance vs friendship

>lino.ooo: you’re awfully defensive for someone insisting im wrong

>you: im being defensive Because youre wrong, dude

>you: i don’t like people making the wrong assumptions about me

>lino.ooo: mhm

>lino.ooo: aight ill drop it

>you: you don’t sound very convinced

>lino.ooo: do i have to be?

>you: yes >:(

>lino.ooo: aww too bad

>lino.ooo: anyway it was fun talking to u but i got band practice now

>you: you mean swords n flamethrowers practice 🙄🙄

>lino.ooo: no, that’s bdsm night

>you: Damn.

>lino.ooo: kidding

>lino.ooo: swords n flamethrowers r too bulky. more of knives n candles kinda guy

>you: Damn. [2]

>you: ok have fun doing ur little dancey dance or whatever lets see how long they’ll let you play kpop star

>lino.ooo: bold words from someone who admitted to cheating on the last little “competition” you had

>you: hey didn’t you say you wouldn’t tell anyone

>lino.ooo: did i, though?

>lino.ooo: that’s not what i typed. so don’t make an enemy out of me, sweetheart

>lino.ooo: or do. it’d be pretty fun. i do live for the drama

>lino.ooo: ok gtg byeeeee

So that’s how he wants to play it, then. Two could play at that game. Two already were playing at that game, actually, considering your careful tip-toeing around truths with both Minho earlier and Felix prior – you don’t know if he’s somehow mirroring your behaviours on purpose, or if you’ve really just met your match in someone other than Wooyoung.

You switch messaging apps on your phone, pulling him up. Suddenly you have a lot to discuss over dinner; preferably without being thrown across it this time.

#stray kids x reader #poly stray kids #ateez x reader #poly ateez #seo changbin x reader #lee minho x reader #lee know x reader #jung wooyoung x reader #male reader #nonbinary reader #trans reader #diverseinsertsknet #what goes on in neverland

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babymilkawa · 4 years ago

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random boyfriend headcanons no. 2 with:

bakugou katsuki

gn!reader :)

no. 1

Bakugou rubs his head on ur neck because ur warm and he wants you to pet his hair

sometimes if you’re chilling and sitting face to face, he’ll ✨softly✨ slam his forehead with yours and u guys have a glaring contest

u lose obviously

but he’s there for that cute scrunch u do that’s meant to be intimidating

if he wants you to pet his hair he’ll even nudge your shoulder with his head so you can get the frigging hint 😤

at this point I should just do cat!bakugou hcs amiright

and whenever you yawn, he’ll put his finger in between your teeth and maybe get a little excited when you bite them 👀

bakugou loves anything squishy

and if it’s part of you? even better

he’ll just rub his face on them

give them vacuum kisses

by now, he’s used to the fact that your mere presence can have his heart doing jumping jacks

he’s given up on trying to deny it

that doesn’t mean that he won’t do the same to you

man will find ANYTHing to get you flustered or annoyed

not straight up pissed tho, that’s somewhere he doesn’t wanna go

if he does manage to piss you off, unintentionally, his lower lip will droop down to his feet I swear

if you’re passing by each other at the hallway, he’ll just whoop, pick you up by the waist, turn you so that you’re going the same direction as he is and drag you to wherever he’s going

your body is like this straight stick when he does that it’s hilarious

whichever hand you write with, he’ll sit on that side of you and go nudge

your pencil, flying across the page

he gives you forehead flicks period

just a “dumbass” flick

if you do that to him, he’ll scoff like he can’t even feel it but when he thinks you’re not looking, frantically rubs that spot on his forehead LmaO

dammit why do they flick so hard

on lazy Sunday mornings, he’ll cling on to you unless he’s got work to do

if he has to get up before you, he’ll just sit at your desk and watch you

asks you to go the hell back to sleep if you wake up early on a relax day

he’s soft during the night ok

will look at you straight in the face in the dim glow of your lamp and just caress your cheek

he has so much to say but he doesn’t know where to start

he wants to tell you that looking into your eyes makes him fall deeper into his love pit

he wants to tell you that kissing you feels like he’s tasting heaven

that holding and touching you makes him want to put a ring on that finger

he wants to keep you, he wants it all

but he’s bad with words and doesn’t want to mess anything up

instead he speaks with his eyes and his actions

you seem understand exactly what he’s feeling and you feel the same way too

except you tell him exactly that

that you can’t believe he’s yours, that you don’t want to imagine a life without him

the emotion swimming in his eyes don’t change but his thumb stroking your cheek, falters, clearly flustered from your words

presses his forehead to yours and nudges your nose with his

your limbs are tangled together and bakugou’s heart is just at its limit when you plant the softest kiss on his lips

it bursts

you can practically see red hearts bouncing off his body and flying around your room

pulling you back to his lips, he tries to cover the heat in his cheeks but you can feel them against your own

yikes did not mean for this to be a Drabble for how much he loves you

anywaysss, bakugou sneaks money into your wallet huehue

if you’re going out with friends, he’ll put some extra cash in there, or slip in a small plastic water bottle

he also carries your bag for you, no buts

I don’t understand why some men are uncomfortable with this

if you’ve been out for a while and you’re feet are tired, he’ll offer a piggy back ride

but only cos “u won’t stop whining abt ur feet”

will complain about you being heavy, receiving a wack on his head

but he’ll also massage your cute ass feet when you’re home

maybe even kiss your toes a little

when you’re eating together, he’ll fill up your plate first with the food u like

maybe stuff it a little too full to hear you complain and pass it back to him

..only for him to sneak it in there when ur not looking

whenever you start reading/watching sthing he’s already seen/read, he’ll PRETEND to spoil sthing for you

like he’ll say that a specific character died or sthing but they didn’t and u, thinking that he’s telling the truth, start ur stages of grief and he’s like “tch just watch, brat”

so you’re mentally preparing yourself for the death of that character and you’re complaining abt getting attached to them but once you finish it, it never happens

“HAAa??” you look at him instantly and he’s there snickering his ass off

he’ll never really spoil it tho, he just loves to see your reaction

at this point, just don’t tell him you’ve started sthing

even then he’ll find out, I mean he won't purposely snoop around, it’s just cos u suck at hiding things babe

n ur trying to cover his mouth with ur hands before he can utter a single word

he wants you to tuck him to sleep

but it doesn’t happen very often because a. he won’t verbally say he wants it and b. it only happens when you’re not sleeping together bc he’ll just pull you into his arms if u do

but he almost never does it to you unless you need sleep more than he does or you won’t stop your whining

he just looves to have ur face be the last thing he sees and to have ur comforting hands tuck the blanket all snug around him

and oh my god the finishing touch is having you kiss his forehead

man goes over the moooon

will take candid pics of u

like he’ll grumble if you pull him in for a selfie but he’ll be that person who shows the corner of his face and you behind him lolol

you’re not looking at the camera in any of them but he still thinks u look stunning

ur side pROFILE UGH

has that photo widget for iPhones where you can put a picture on ur home screen and it changes every day

yea he does that

with his album for photos of u

yk sometimes bakugou just randomly slumps on you

like you could be standing and on ur phone answering a text rq when he just puts almost all his weight on you, almost

obviously enough to startle you but not enough for the both of you to fall

then ur forced to wrap ur arms around him and he can snuggle in ur neck mmm

a/n: wow I've had this in my drafts for a while and I’ve just been adding on to it lolol

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honkhonkrichard · 3 years ago

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byler really really sucks as a concept lmao like, Mike stopped just shy of calling Will a slur for wanting to spend time with his friends instead of watching them mope abt their girlfriends, Will deserves a better boyfriend imo

YES you GET it alexa play you took the words right out of my mouth (hot summer night) by meatloaf!!!!!! God damn!!!

I don't want to sound like I'm plugging my fic or anything but I deadass forget sometimes that byler is such a big thing bc I'm so fixated on my own omc and will being together !!!!

Also Mike and Will’s chemistry has kind of filtered out. There wasn't a whole lot of Chemistry the way that say Lucas and Max have or Dustin and Steve have even platonically Mike and Will are far more like. They act like exes now more than anything else which is fucking hilarious imo. Like I can 100% get behind the idea that Will had a big crush on Mike when they were younger (s1/2) but i think that it definetely filtered out after Mike and Jane/El started dating. I dont see Will as being the kind of person to harbour feelings like that

But yes youre totally right i think that the bridge between mike and Will has kind of been burned with the rain fight in s3. I dont blame anyone for feeling different and if Will chooses to forgive Mike in s4 then Fine but also.

I personally think that Will’s character arc moving forward should revolve around hins trauma and how he’s been angry over it all (we see a little bit of that in s2 (”everyone treats me like a baby”) and flares in s3 (he’s clearly more bitter, snappier, etc) but nothing crazy except him destroying castle byers) and i think he deserves screen time where we see the rage thats boiled in him from the trauma he’s suffered through and the lack of proper support he’s recieved from it. not even in a “hes gay in 1986″ way more in a “his friends have no idea how to help him so they kind of it ignore it, he never learned to cope, his family is too busy and distracted, theres no healing around him so he cant heal himself,” etc etc etc.

long story short i dont like byler it doesnt feel good in my brain or my heart

#anon #ask #YEAAHHHH #the freddie icarly YEAH gif #looked for it nothing loaded heart sad #anti byler #this got a little ranty sorry about that #but anon..... i RESPECT u #LEGEND #youre my FRIEND NOW #/THREAT #st #stranger things #mine

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saetoru · 2 years ago

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hey tee, can i ask something? so ik how frustrating it can be when anons send hate, but what’s it like when other blogs do it?? how do you handle it?? & i dont mean when they’re like directly talking to you, but subtweeting in a way…am i explaining this well????? idk but something that i hate is when people will just ask & ask & ask you to write as if you’re a machine & not a human being.

there’s a particular account that never writes (which is completely fine), and they always ask everyone to be patient & etc. but they constantly talk abt how “no one writes like they used to” or just complain abt other people’s writing in general & it’s just so sad to see bc as a creator on this app, they should immediately understand tht people are not fucking machines & struggle with writer’s block & stuff like that. she just gives off big hypocritical vibes. idk if you’re mutuals w/ them or not (hopefully not).

her writing is fine, but as a person… idk. im not gonna say who it is, but they’re pretty known on tumblr. it really bugs me when she says stuff like that and then her followers just back her up like nothing’s wrong. generally speaking, i believe u can say whatever tf u want on your own blog, but some of the stuff she says just really upsets me, especially since im starting to write on tumblr. i have blocked her, but after seeing some the things she’s said, plus the amount of people that agree with her is making me real self conscious abt my work.

so yea, how do u feel when stuff like that happens to you?? im so sry for the long ask, but hopefully you can take the time to respond. it would mean a lot! ❤️

hi bestie !! i will answer under the cut:

i just block lmao. like deadass half of a lot writers on here ??? chances are i’ve blocked them and tbh that might sound bad but if i see a discourse or a “hot take” that i fully disagree with, or rubs me wrong, i block. and that’s bc i think all of us as writers, even if it’s the smallest part of our brains, compare ourselves to other writers. so i block writers that give me bad vibes bc i don’t wanna subconsciously start comparing myself to them in a manner that makes me question myself like you said. if a writer thinks majority of fanfic mostly sucks now, well i guess they’re not reading my sucky content bc they are b l o c k e d !!!

i actually have like two or three very strongly voiced ppl blocked that always say “fanfic isn’t what it used to be” or “all fanfic is the same now” and i think personally it’s a really entitled and annoying thing to say. if someone came into a writer’s inbox and said those exact things on anon, everyone would jump to attack that anon and say “it’s free content be grateful.” i don’t think someone being a writer gives them the right to dictate such strong opinions openly about other peoples fanfic writing styles/methods/choices. even if you provide content, you’re still consuming free content just as everyone else. it’s one thing to politely offer advice as one writer to another with good intentions, but that’s very clearly seen in your tone and how you word the message. if you think fanfic isnt what it used to be, then write what you want to see ??? it’s simple.

so yeah either way i would block that individual—maybe i already have them blocked too who knows LMAO i hope i do. but i wouldn’t let it get to you because tbh in my experience ppl who have the most to say about other writers have the emptiest masterlists 💀 the rest of us are too busy focusing on our writing to care about what other people are posting and whatnot. block them, block their friends that agree, block anyone else that agrees with them. LMAO i’m not saying this to act like “ur always right and everyone else is always wrong” but tbh if u just block all the ppl ur disagree with, then at one point ur dash will just be peaceful

take it from me !! the girlie that is blocked by like 75% of this app !! just remove people you don’t wanna see. filter their urls, unfollow ppl they heavily interact with, curate ur own experience without being a bitch. rant to ur friends, get it off ur chest privately but like don’t subpost them in a rly obvious manner and start more drama bc it’s just always gonna be a mess that way.

and tbh there’s a lot of things that ppl in a fandom community can and should come and discuss in a civil manner without peoples feelings getting hurt like meta and popularly flawed characterization patterns, but i think bitching about the “quality” of fanfic is a rly nasty thing to openly complain about bc it’s just unwarranted and discouraging. a lot of people are on here for fun, not to write new york times best selling novels, so just let them have their fun :/

#♡ — one new notification !!#♡ — unknown number.#long story short if u block immediately you won’t see all that stuff on ur dash often enough to bother u

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domjaehyun · 3 years ago

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(note: my thoughts/additions will be in pink, small text bc i am incapable of withholding my commentary 💖)

I posted 5,784 times in 2021

5518 posts created (95%) (note: that's not as bad as i thought tbh)

266 posts reblogged (5%) (note: that's a lot more than i thought... v curious abt the percentages bc i can recall talking to friends, rbing fic recs, boosting my own fics, and... the period of time where i horny posted... how fun)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.0 posts. (note: we love the teeny tiny ratio 💖 this blog is primarily my thoughts love that for me)

I added 11,284 tags in 2021 (note: holy shit??)

#answered - 5312 posts (note: this tracks... yeah)

#anon - 4803 posts (note: this also tracks, yes)

#👄 - 242 posts (note: this cracks me up for some reason)

#jizz.txt - 218 posts (note: pls i didn't know i talked that much omg)

#wet dream - 206 posts (note: wet dream anon my love omg return to me soon)

#🔮 - 144 posts (note: i love this for us so much omg not to mention i def have messages from you in my inbox that i haven't answered yet 😭)

#ari - 100 posts (note: ari omg this is so cute stop i'm emotional some of y'all rly fw me like that 🥺)

#ask spam - 99 posts (note: this is v funny bc . i didn't think i ... used that tag that much but i see now that it was aptly named so props to me)

#🧠 - 81 posts (note: it's SO cute to me that like . specific anons are in my most used tags like 😭 y'all like me!!!)

#soup - 79 posts (note: SOUP ANON return to me soon pls i hope you're doing well omg)

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#than i let on sjfjsjdjd i just say it’s fine bc i think i’m being irrational but the whole time i’m ‘fine’ i’m thinking abt it and getting

(note: tumblr is so me-phobic... it won't let me see what this tag was from 😒)

My Top Posts in 2021

anonymous asked: jewel please consider this the ask to share your favourite nsfw mark lee thought because i have never wanted to suck a dick quite so badly over the last few days i need something to feed my thoughts

okay it might not be my favorite bc that particular fantasy is very personal to me 😭😭 but here is this: (edit: added a read more i am not a monster)

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336 notes • Posted 2021-08-26 09:48:38 GMT (note: markie...i think abt this often tbh...yeah)

anonymous asked: HelP! Thinking...about...touching Mark while we’re just talking and having him get clearly flustered maybe even give some flirty looks back and then just kissing him mid conversation and have him mumble in between the kisses...maybe smirk into them too AHHHHHH wtf wtf and he’s just sitting there and taking this kisses -👄

so. i got a little carried away and took this in a different direction.........whoops

“but yeah, so i was saying to hyuck,” mark’s telling you the latest practice room shenanigans, and you’d love to be an active listener for him, you really would, but he just looks so damn good sitting there. his hair’s pushed off his forehead, messily tousled from him running his fingers through it all day, and he’s not making matters any easier by drumming on your thigh absentmindedly as he tells you about his day.

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514 notes • Posted 2021-03-21 00:56:26 GMT (note: ...second mark post...interesting...also would like to note that 👄 anon is appearing in my top posts too 😭)

anonymous asked: I’m such a hoe for Jaemin but like Jeno has been creeping up my list. Like nomin torturing the shit out of you omg

「 𝟷:𝟸𝟼𝚙𝚖 」 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙; 𝚕.𝚓𝚗, 𝚗.𝚓𝚖 → 𝟷.𝟹𝚔

“Oh, my God, please stop teasing me.” You beg in a gasp, your fingers clenching so tightly around the fistful of bedsheets that it almost hurts. Jaemin looks up at you, mouth and chin glistening with the wetness of your arousal, and makes a big show of licking his lips. He’s been edging you all afternoon, lips, teeth, and tongue so expertly navigating your core and winding you up in the best ways possible.

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545 notes • Posted 2021-02-07 09:43:35 GMT (note: so far 3/6 of my biases have appeared in my top posts.......inchresting)

anonymous asked: I want Mark to play with my 🐱 soooo bad 😣😣😣 kiss it a bit too? I want his mouth on my heat 🥺

“stay still,” he mumbles into your core, and you squirm once more, giggling nervously. “yo–stop moving,” he grunts, half-amused, half-annoyed as he pins your hips down roughly. your breath cuts off suddenly, stunned into momentary submission at his act of dominance. your succession of power doesn’t go unnoticed by mark, who looks up at you curiously, a dangerous little smirk curling his lips. “you liked that?” at your silence, he nips your inner thigh to get your attention, and you yelp, glaring down at him petulantly. “i asked you a question.”

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680 notes • Posted 2021-03-21 07:53:29 GMT (note: i have reason to believe this was also 👄 anon but i could be wrong...but i don't think i am... if it is her then she is 2/5 of my top posts love this for us... so far 3/5 of my top posts are mark-centric...love that)

𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. – 𝐣.𝐣𝐡, 𝐥.𝐣𝐧

summary. you'd realized fairly early on that there's something very slightly different about jeno and jaehyun; not bad, just...nothing you've ever known before. you do your best not to think about it and not to think about them, but it's getting harder and harder to keep your mind off of the two most coveted frat boys on campus, especially as they make it clearer and clearer that you're the only one they want... and that they always get what they want. between jeno's pointed teasing and jaehyun's gentler goading, it's obvious that they've put self-serving targets on your back. jeong jaehyun and lee jeno are nothing if not notorious for their aim. (creds to @/gohyuck aka raya my beloved for this incredible summary)

pairing. lee jeno x reader x jeong jaehyun

genre. smut, mild humor

word count. 27.1k (one day….i will atone for my sins)

contents & warnings. explicit smut (somewhat soft dom!jaehyun, somewhat hard dom!jeno, sub!reader, public groping, fingering, oral (receiving), overstimulation, unprotected sex, daddy kink, breeding kink, praise kink, nipple/breast play (receiving), lots of dirty talking), brief mentions of drugs and alcohol, and there’s, like, one creep who objectifies the reader

author’s note. just a note that, because jeno and jaehyun are incubi, their seduction techniques may come across as mildly predatory at times. there are elements of dubcon in this story, so please take note of this if you plan to read! (the dubcon scene in question is mild and becomes actual consent quickly, if that’s any consolation!!) i hope you enjoy, and please, please, please, let me know if you liked it!

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3888 notes • Posted 2021-04-22 01:48:29 GMT (note: ahh...fiending... this was my first time ever indulging in my dc kink which i'm usually way more private abt... and i remember how Against It some of y'all were 😬 ngl that wasn't the first fic i've posted w that element (although i wasn't fully aware i was doing it the first couple of times) and? it will not be the last 😌 it's hot sorry not sorry 💖 anyway . also i didn't notice that i posted fiending right before jeno's bday so. a win for me ig 💖 also bc i feel like most ppl aren't reading this post, i'm making a small "secret" announcement... the fic i'm working on is... another... fivesome fic... did i mention this already? i don't think i did... hehe... anyway... out of my top 5 posts from this year, 4/6 of my biases were featured... apologies to hyuck and jungwoo but tbh i'm making it up to them bc the fic i'm working on rn is like . about them hehe)

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(note: much much love to everyone who's been so sweet and loving to me this year!! i really appreciate everyone who's been so supportive of me, like, finding my voice more this year? i feel like i've def grown a lot like i'm way more likely to speak up for myself which i rly like :D like it sounds cheesy kinda but i rly have like . lowkey matured as a person this year :D anyway i'll stop rambling thank you for being wonderful and making this fun for me!!)

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kurosukii · 3 years ago

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Jul he was def written by a Horny watt pad user cause the shit he would say to me and the stunts he would pull were things I had never imagined

yes he does have some dentist friends if anyone is interested but they’re not dilfs sadly:(

he Did brazy stuff like that all the time completely uncalled for his son would stay with his sister because he felt he needed more of an authority female presence in his sons life so when his son was gone for a weekend we would go crazy. I don’t think there is a surface or area in his home outside of his sons room that we didn’t do something nasty on

on top of his insane breeding kink this man had the libido and stamina to keep up w freshly dirty me who had a million scenarios in my head after he unlocked that side i didn’t know existed

but funny story of how I met his sister and to this day when I see her I get embarrassed

so he had told her abt me obvI but she didn’t know abt the age difference just that he had met someone who worked at a grocery store he frequented and we were going on dates. so flash foreward his son is out the house (also this was b4 we were comfy enough to try n fuck in his place of business the timeline of events will never make sense)

We were cuddling and watching a movie in the living room and I started to get h word and im telling u this man never wore an outfit that wouldn’t provoke me to take his pants off so ofc he was shirtless and wearing light grey sweatpants material shorts… yk whats gonna happen were halfway thru an episode of a show and I lay my head in his lap n I’m just nuzzling against his dick bcs I’m a shy bitch who didn’t want to directly ask for it

n eventually he pauses the show n is like “is there something you want?“ n I look up at him w pls fuck me eyes so he moves me to be sitting on his lap but more so straddling his thigh, at this point he can’t hide his semi n just starts kissing me w the most passion

at this point in our relationship I was focusing on learning how to suck his dick, which was a struggle for me w breathing but I loved doing it, i start kissing his neck and grinding against him and he goes to put his hand in my pants n i shuffle back a little he goes “don’t be shy now you already started something”

i just blurt out “can you fuck my mouth” BITCH(if ur okay w me calling you bitch) if someone could have literal hearts in their eyes he had them, that look is still stuck in my memory like it’s priceless art

somehow I can’t remember the sequence of events but I’m on my knees in front of the couch and he let me start off on my own just to see how far I could go, as I said he is vv thick so it usually cause some pain in the corners of my lips but I keep going and he rested his hand on the back of my head “you’re doing so well bunny” (again w the side notes he called me bunny so much his son thought it was my name for a solid two weeks) he got the nickname from that hot freaks song, anyways started pushing my head down just a little until I was nose to his pelvis gagging all over him and he just starts laughing, so ofc i pull off and get pouty so he apologizes for laughing staring “it’s just cute seeing you struggle“

so we start back n atp he is standing up fully naked I’m also Fully naked just hips a thrusting the most lewd noises coming front my throat as he breaks my fuckin uvula and he like I said is very vocal so u can only imagine the noises this man was saying

at this point I start struggling to breathe I’m tearing up and he is being so cocky abt it and asking so many questions knowing i can’t answer

again dialogue

*SPIT COATED BALLS SLAPPING MY FACE NOISES*

“you like being on your knees for me huh?” “I think you look extra good like this, just want me to fuck your mouth till u can’t speak”

“mmhm or would you like it better if I made you scream till you lost your voice”

and as he got closer

“that’s right just take it“

“doing so good baby throats so tight(started rubbing the column of my throat) can you feel me all the way down there“

now at this point I’m a literal mess

and we hear his front door slam and immediately both ducked down on the floor and his sister comes in saying his name Bcs where the fuck r u at ur cars here

and we both look at eachother w the “oh shit, oh fuck” look so he just gets up on the couch and peeks his head over and she’s standing between the living room and hallway and is like ??? Look on her face and he just starts shouting “don’t come over here I’m fully naked give me a minute please“ and doubles over laughing and I could hear her yell to the kids “go play outside for a minute“

she walks out of view and we sprint to his bedroom and I’m so embarrassed at this point we get dressed in a flash and I’m destroyed and he just doesn’t tell me makeup smeared my lip clearly look like I’ve been sucking dick and he just walks us out and introduces me to her, she didn’t say anything out the way but I knew she knew Bcs the look she gave me when she first saw me

its sad this isnt top 10 embarrassing things to happen to me

also sorry this is so long I send these as I remember the moments -🐶

yooooo this story was an entire rollercoaster ,,,, all i can say is holy shit 🧿_🧿

#MAN i had to read this a lot to comprehend everything ....#ALL I CAN SAY IS THAT YOU’RE Y/N #DAS IT #LAWDDDDDDD #🐶.anon #✨.jul answers #tw dilf #tw degradation #tw face fucking

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yakocchi · 4 years ago

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Becoming a Family With Him, Part 3 // Shuichi, Hikaru, Rhion, Luke, Eisuke

so this came out, as further celebration for the anni. VERY GOOD, much more appreciated than the prior story set lol that one was kind of boring but i get it

they made the kids for all the... kid-less ones, and the eisuke one that used to be VIP-exclusive is now here for everyone to buy (rip those ppl who gacha for it)

my rambling behind the cut (spoilers!!)

shuichi // as ud expect, shuichi has a literal hime ass looking girl (kikyo) for a daughter. she’s only 6, but is pretty calm and ladylike. She even calls her parents with –sama so... ok luckily shuichi does not strip down all the way in the presence of her daughter and only takes off his suit coat. thanks dad

anyway since shuichi has a break coming up, he wants to have a family trip how nice. but then the dang girl wants to go over to see eisuke WHAT when soryu exists and lives a block away? unrelatable, im closing the app anyway eisuke is her first love, which wtf he’s like 20 yrs older than u. even worse, mc says she’s been in love since she was like 3.

shuichi is reconsidering the benefits of democracy in his mind but eventually relents. but then they’re still following the fucc-days rule they set years ago. well, as he says in the story, RULES ARE RULES

blah blah i don’t want to go over everything bc then it’ll be boring reading the story when it comes out in engl right? also im tired bc it’s 1 am and i just want to play toontown in bed but nothing really bad happens. they are a v cute family bc shuichi is a pleasant and mature dad. kikyo and mc even do a little surprise for him at the end and it is very sweet. i feel like out of all the families, this is the most ideal

mad hatter // so they have twin sons named Rui and Kai. Rui is the childlike one that resembles Rhion in personality, Kai is the more mature one that resembles Al. man i forget that boy’s name but u get me i know they only can use stock bgs but it’s killing me that these dang kids get to sleep in what looks like separate king sized beds.

even though rhion is now a father of two, he still acts like... 10. i mean he still horni but it makes me feel weird

later it’s revealed that Ota teaches them both as an art tutor bc they both showed an interest in art. this is cute bc ota is bad with kids in this universe LOL

the ending on this one was weird cuz the kids didn’t show up in the entirety of the last ep bc it was about WORK. so uh... interesting

hikaru // so their son is named akari. haha get it because it means light. like how hikaru also means light. can mc name her kids unrelated to their father or is that against the Geneva convention

this kid actually acts like an actual little boy. like what hikaru would’ve probably turned into if not for the whole sad backstory. the story starts with akari just bringing a dog randomly home one day. he actually saved the dog (it is very cute bc he did not want the dog to cry), and then after a talk they decide to keep the dog as long as akari knows the responsibility of taking care of an animal.

so next day, the bidders come over to their house and everyone’s like woaw a dog. lol they come into their house as guests and eisuke and mamo still demand for beverages, they all suck

akari names the dog... “Light” (Raito) and i want out of this nightmare. Naturally bc Light is an abandoned dog it’s still kind of bad with interacting with things. But then Light suddenly be giving the ( ╹ਊ╹) to soryu bc remember, animals love him. everyone clowns on soryu for being an unintentional dog whisperer and then akari is like “soryu san pls make me ur apprentice” and he gives some advice like approaching it slowly, and talking to it from the front instead of back.

blah blah there’s a situation where Light goes YEET after a Doberman gets all angry and then hides bc then another dog is scaring it. hikaru swoops in to the save the day as the Real Dog Whisperer. ok it’s cute when hikaru actually gets to look cool for once LOL

luke // luke is cute on the bc “pre-story” scene he’s actually pretty open to the idea of having kids; he actually goes “well imo we should think abt it pretty soon, but i wanted to hear ur opinion on it” but then he gets horni. and then he’s like “our kids are going to have your collarbones. awesomeee im looking forward to that” ....ok

ok cut to the actual story and they’re in Japan. Luke’s kid looks... strange versus the others. why are his eyes so big? omg voltage his eyes arent going to be saucers just cuz he half white also the kid’s name is Yuri (Or Urey). They couldn’t think of any other Brit-styled names? Like Harry? Henry? William? Wilfred? hey stan be my princess btw he’s pretty cute, though he gives serious “timid kid that gets bullied in the children’s movie” vibes. He calls Luke “daddy” and mc “mammy/mommy”.

so luke talks about his relationship w/ soryu and eisuke and then yuri is like “i want friends like that” wow cute but also find less ethically-complicated friends

so luke lets yuri meet a young patient of his (haru) so they can be friends. they get along so it’s good. haru gets in critical condition later so luke zooms outta there to do the operation.

LOL but at the end yuri is like, “i want to make more friends. (...) can i go to the bidder’s room from now on?” this boy works fast

And then he’s like “Eisuke-san... please be my friend.” HIS POWER. even eisuke was like :O so then eisuke orders a whole bunch of food and books up to the penthouse. But then yuri’s like “...i like eisuke’s eyes” and everyone’s like oh man that’s gonna be his fetish

Baba: why have u started to have an interest in eyes Yuri: I read it from one of daddy’s medical books Hikaru: wtf u can read that at 4??? (...) Soryu: wat Yuri: um... i want soryu to be my friend too Yuri: bc soryu’s eyes are also powerfully cool...

eisuke // ok this gets an extended ramble bc the more annoying the story the longer i must complain

so you might be thinking, “oh so this is gonna be a flashback in some in media res styled story with your 2 kids, u know in the style of the others” and well, no you just go straight to white screen into the flashback, back when eito was smaller and thus a little more cute. well it’s not really false advertising bc they did say “reminisce” in the description. but i wanted to see eito be a good big brother for a moment! or... less good? man i wanted to see kaito go waaaah like a baby idk i wanted to see him exist

so back to the story they cut to small eito. even as a smaller punk he does fight with his dad a little, just w/ a more narrow vocabulary to work with. tho at this point he’s still pretty sweet so clearly eisuke clowning him day and night was a negative effect on his development. (doesn’t treat his child like a child) (child grows up to a punk that doesn’t respect him) (surprised pikachu) being the son of a billionaire means that this child has to go study at a very young age and listen to MOZART. no child of eisuke ichinomiya will be listening to degenerate bops like lee taemin’s criminal next day they all go to the very fancy school that eito will be attending. eisuke does a speech, but then eito is all like “why is papa over there all the time” in reference to how all the other parents in attendance are having fun with their children, but eisuke is busy talking to other people for business and connections etc. etc. mc kind of has a hard time trying to explain it to eito bc... it’s honestly poor parenting... eiji shows up after arriving late, and he’s like “gramps is gonna be with ya today! instead of papa” which is cute but then she’s like psst thanks for coming and im like oh... so grandpa just didn’t randomly come to the open house for fun he’s just gonna be surrogate dad while real dad is busy... aw... and then at the end eito’s like FUC THIS KINDERGARTEN. eisuke is like “(smh) don’t yell in public. (despite everything) you are still the eldest son of the Ichinomiya family”

and so afterwards it’s clear that eito does not want anything to do with this school. he just sits in the classroom until mc is there to pick him up instead of playing in the courtyard or w/e, wanting nothing to do with the other kids.

so later there’s a hiking trip for the students and both of their parents, and mc asks eisuke if he’ll be available for it. eisuke is like, “i have a business trip that day, so I’ll have to adjust my schedule” and he’s been very busy in the opening of a new business or w/e. mc tells him to not do so much for something like that and that it’s ok if she goes alone with eito on the trip.

it’s the day of the trip, and mc goes alone with eito. she notes that a lot of dads did indeed come along for the trip. she apologizes to eito and says that she did talk to eisuke about the trip before, but he’s simply busy for this day. and im like... but girl, you were the one who told him not to change his schedule for the trip. yes a trip may seem less important than business ventures, but don’t make it sound like you weren’t the one who stopped him. lol. idk why im pressed abt this single line of dialogue bc later she does realize she fucced up there well eito is just like w/e about it and has pretty much accepted that sort of thing

anyway eito goes missing later and one of the kids said that he told eito that his dad (eisuke) didn’t come bc his dad thinks that his work is more important than his son. so eito got mad and ran off somewhere

and then mc finally gets the lightbulb moment that eito... wants to see his dad!! he ran off to go try to see him somehow??? !! wow so sweet

it’s raining like a mf but then in her search for eito eisuke randomly pops out of nowhere. He’s like “ho i did not remember saying that i wasn’t coming” and she’s like “im sorrryyy” and both me and him are like “just find the dang kid”

ok yea they find eito, he starts being a good student, and u start to see where he starts being antagonistic towards his dad LOL etc. etc. lol this story annoyed me so i don’t feel like doing the rest of the play by play orz

anyway thanks for reading my garbage LOL

#kbtbb #kissed by the baddest bidder #spoilers

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troglobite · 27 days ago

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alsdfkjas

nothing like having what you think is a normal conversation w your mom abt feeling like shit and all of the medical things making you feel like shit and how that might be related to neurodivergence and social trauma but there's no fucking research on it only for her to say

"what trauma?"

"what? i already said"

"no, what trauma did you experience?"

cue wishing i was fucking dead

bc clearly nothing that has traumatized me in my life is REAL trauma.

real trauma is only the stuff that's happened to HER, not me.

being bullied for years doesn't bc i wasn't beaten up

being fat, mixed race, autistic, and queer my entire life and childhood and getting bullied for it doesn't count bc i wasn't assaulted, sexually or physically

nothing abt my life and anxiety and my friend groups abandoning me and turning on me was traumatizing, clearly

the only things that're traumatizing are SA, a guy's face on the news after a shooting (which i also fucking experienced, for the fucking record), and dealing w my horrible aunt. also being poor, but not in the way we were poor when i was a kid, only being poor in the way when SHE was a kid. bc it wasn't as bad for me.

nothing abt my life was traumatizing, nosiree!!!!

wow i wish i was fucking dead

doesn't matter how many times i've mentioned or discussed complex ptsd and how it's an ongoing thing

doesn't matter anything i've talked abt

or fear or stress or anxiety or anything

or the fact that just this summer, being alone for several weeks in a house full of spiders literally traumatized me

so i left the conversation after briefly explaining being bullied & the thing this past summer and just said "sorry i'm so fucking weak and pathetic"

haven't gotten a response back

it's just every fucking time i think there's been progress made--

like with these MEDICAL diagnoses i now have, she can BELIEVE me abt the pain and discomfort and misery i'm in, and how difficult things are for me

but now apparently we've backtracked on EVERYTHING ELSE

apparently i am untraumatized

apparently we're back in a world where only SHE'S traumatized (and talks abt it and names it but refuses to fucking do anything about it) but NOT ME

bc i'm weak and pathetic and my life is uninteresting and uneventful and unimportant

and it doesn't matter that being autistic changes what might be traumatizing to me

none of it matters

all that matter is that my pain is less than hers

it was less than my brother's

less than my dad's

less than my cousin's

less than everyone else

she dare fucking say to me as an adult that i sholudn't and can't compare my life to other people

but as a kid whenever i felt bad all i fucking heard was "so and so has it worse, be grateful and thankful for what you have. it could be worse."

my pain is never enough. it never matters. even when i'm in there talking abt how my stomach is burning and in active pain, i have the world's weirdest headache, i'm dizzy and tired and woozy and i'm scared something is wrong

i'm tired of having to wait to DO something abt my autoimmune diseases

i'm tired of feeling like shit, i'm tired of ibs, i'm tired of scientists and doctors not knowing WHY

i'm tired of how being autistic and being who i am predisposes me to do this stuff

but it's not enough

it's not enough reason to be in pain or traumatized

it's not enough, it doesn't pass the test or meet the bar

i'm weak. the ultimate conclusion is that i'm weak. and that is the only reason there's anything wrong w me. and there's not anything REALLY wrong, bc that would mean i wasn't weak. but i am weak. i'm weak and pathetic and i'm never suffering as much as others and i should be grateful. i can't ever complain bc i should be grateful bc things could always be worse.

doesn't matter if i SAY THAT at any point, it still doesn't mean i'm allowed to cmoplain at all.

and this is validated by basically everybody i know

"wow that sucks."

and then silence and nothing else

bc no one cares or thinks it matters and they're sick of listening to me complain bc i shouldn't be complaining

i am weak. i am pathetic. i deserve worse. i'm a baby crying over a papercut. and i wish i was dead.

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asterekmess · 4 years ago

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Somebody tickled my salty-bone (in a good way. I love you. thank you.) and now I wanna vent about the absolute shitshow that is Stiles and Scott’s friendship.

Forewarning, I have a v faulty memory and I like to ramble. So. Obligatory Read More.

hoo boy. Now look, I am a salty little sea witch. I don’t like Scott. I love me some Stiles. Listen, I want to acknowledge here that Stiles isn’t perfect. He’s not the best friend that could ever friend, especially not at the beginning of the show. Yeah, he says stuff that riles Scott up. And yeah, he chucks lacrosse balls at Scott bc he’s pissed off at him. And he gets him beat up by blaming him for keying a car. These are objectively shitty things.

Now on to Scott. I’m starting at the beginning, because some brit chick told me once it’s a good place to start. It’s an anti-scott favorite to point out Star Wars. But I wanna talk about the history of Stiles and Scott’s friendship in general. We’re not explicitly told how long they’ve been friends. It’s implied “for ages” but there’s a lot of evidence that points to them not knowing each other until later (my preference is the 5th grade, just after Stiles’ mom died).

Stiles had a boa once, apparently. But Scott doesn’t know this. Stiles was apparently friends with Heather since they were in diapers but Scott doesn’t know her. Stiles has panic attacks and apparently a social anxiety disorder, but Scott has no clue about it.

Stiles doesn’t actually share many, if any, passions/interests with Scott besides Lacrosse. We know Stiles can skate, but Scott has never done it before Ice Pick episode. We know Stiles has other friends like Heather, but they’ve somehow never been introduced to Scott. Stiles plays videogames “Online gaming community that battles mythical creatures” but Scott has no clue what he’s talking about. Stiles has a favorite movie series that Scott has never watched. Scott, if I’m honest, got totally shafted by the show. He has no interests. We see a little dartboard on his wall in his room. We see posters. But he doesn’t do ANYTHING except play lacrosse and go to work at the vet. Then he gets a motorbike, which I guess....is supposed to count as a personality trait? We know jack-shit about Scott’s hobbies, even though he’s the main character. And what we do know is in Negatives. We know he has a shit vocabulary. We know he doesn’t like to read. (at least...before his “better Scott McCall program”) We know he doesn’t bowl. We know he sucks at literally all school related things. We know he has literally no other friends besides Stiles, until he becomes a werewolf.

But to me, what stands out is how...unobliging Scott is about their friendship?

It’s established that Scott usually runs around with Stiles when he’s got an idea, yeah. Two bros being dumbasses. Got it. But Stiles clearly has this whole mentality/joke view of them that’s Batman & Robin “I don’t wanna be Robin all the time” but Scott just sort of...shuts him down? “No one’s batman and robin any of the time”

I acknowledge that it’s a sort of tense situation...kind of? He’s sneaking into an empty bus lot to go sniff at the crime scene. He’s not really in danger here? But his tone of voice is so dismissive? Like he’s completely confused that Stiles would ever think that. But if they’ve been friends for ages, why would he only just now be finding out about it? And why would he dismiss it if they’re that close?

Then, of course, there’s Star Wars. Like...fine, whatever, Scott doesn’t like Star Wars. Except that it’s not that he doesn’t like it. It’s that he refuses to watch it. He knows nothing about Stiles’ favorite movie? He gets frustrated when Stiles makes Star Wars jokes because he doesn’t get them. But even KiRA is willing to watch it, and he just laughs about it.

Jackson and Lydia were supposed to be garbage to each other, but she still watched lacrosse videos with him and he watched The Notebook however many times Lydia wanted. If the couple we’re supposed to think is shitty is more kind to each other than Scott is to Stiles, what am I supposed to take away from that?

There’s also the part where he never just...believes Stiles? Not unless it’s in his favor. Sure, it sounds crazy that Stiles tells him he’s a werewolf and he’s gonna go crazy on a full moon. But Scott watched his bite completely disappear. He knows the shit he did on the field was bizarre and physically impossible for him. He doesn’t need his inhaler anymore. He heard Allison talking from Outside the School. There’s so much evidence to back Stiles up here, it’s ridiculous. And Scott still won’t believe him. Stiles tells Scott he thinks Matt’s the killer. Scott asks him why, Stiles doesn’t have an answer, and Scott immediately shuts him down. He tells Scott that it isn’t Lydia, and Scott argues with him, citing a test that he later admits he thinks is bullshit! Stiles tells Scott that virgins are being sacrificed and he’s scared he’ll be next, Scott laughs at him. Stiles tells Scott he thinks he was the one who wrote that shit on the board, the one who planted the bomb. Scott refuses to listen to him. He warns him about Theo, gets completely blown off. And Stiles is almost never wrong. But Scott continues to ignore him and refuses to believe him. Meanwhile Stiles believes Scott about Derek being dangerous. He believes Scott about Derek being the one in the bus. About how Peter is going after Allison (He must be going after Allison, the national archery finalist who’s always surrounded by hunters. Surely she’s “vulnerable.” It’s not like there’s someone way more vulnerable following Scott around, someone that Peter might force into helping him find Derek? HMMM?) Think about it, when does Stiles ever doubt Scott?

How he outright ignores Stiles just constantly? Even after he loses his temper with Stiles in the room in episode 1, he still goes to the Fucking Party. Even after Stiles tells him he can’t be in lacrosse anymore because it’s too dangerous, he ‘tries’ to quit and when he’s told that if he won’t play one game, he’s off first line, he outright ignores Stiles and fights with him until Stiles backs off and lets him play, where he proceeds to do EXACTLY what Stiles and Derek thought he would, and loses control. If ALlison hadn’t been there. People would have died. A kid from the other team saw Scott’s wolf eyes. He exposed himself! Then there’s the parts where he just pretends Stiles doesn’t exist. When he goes to hang out with Allison, and Stiles can’t get him on the phone, and when he finally answers he admits “did you get my texts?” “Yeah, all nine million of them” that he was literally just refusing to text Stiles back while he sat in the car with Allison and did nothing else. He won’t tell Stiles where he’s going, and he turns his phone off once they get to the woods. He also turns his phone off while Stiles is trying to take care of Derek, who IS POISONED and Bleeding and SHOT. Instead of trying to do anything he willfully ignores it and makes out with Allison, then wanders the house with Allison, then eats dinner with the family. He could’ve pulled the ‘i need to use the restroom’ ANY FUCKING TIME. He could’ve explained in a text at ANY TIME what he was doing and why it was taking so long. he just refused. When Stiles calls at the pool, Scott has no reason to hang up. Yeah, the phone made noise while it was ringing but after he hung up on Stiles he continued to just sit there with Allison and whisper to each other. He could’ve fucking talked on the phone! There was NOthing stopping him!

Then there’s how much danger he’s happy to put Stiles in? Like, he still hated Derek and thought he was a dangerous thug, while ignoring Stiles’ messages and leaving him alone with Derek. They knew Jackson was dangerous and had attacked Stiles before, and he left Stiles alone in the van with him?? Jackson wouldn’t need to break out of the vehicle, just the cuffs and Stiles would be dead. But for some reason Scott goes to school? LIke yeah I get it. He might fail his classes. But Stiles gave up first line just to check if Scott’s mom was the Alpha. Why couldn’t allison have watched Jackson with an arrow pointed at his head? She was better equipped than Stiles and in no danger of failing classes.

Look, I know I’m only talking about the first couple seasons but I have a rlly bad memory and I haven’t seen s3a or s3b in a long ass time. (gonna have to watch ‘em later tho while I work on the rewrite)

There’s probably more I’m missing. I’m just so damn cranky and sad. I’ll probably add more eventually when I get mad enough abt it.

#personal #Meta Ramblings #rant #anti-scott mccall #should I not be putting these 'read more' things in?#there's a weirdly big descrepancy in notes between my rants with read more's and my rants without

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uwu-shinsou · 4 years ago

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First,,,, CONGRATS ON 500 BB!! YOU DESERVED IT!! And uhhh if it's not much a bother can I request Shinsou Hitoshi with 6 and 13 (if it's alright! If youre not comfortable with doing it you can do whatever youre comfortable with, I care abt your well being more than the fic that Im requesting) and I dont really uh care if its hc or a drabble or smth cuz im inlove with anything and everything that you make! Again congrats! Have a nice day :))

Title: Whatever You Say

Prompt: Accidental Text, Hate-to-Love

Warning(s): Mild language

Pairing: Shinsou Hitoshi X Gender Neutral!Reader

Genre: Drabble, working through feelings

Word Count: 1.3K

A/N: THANK YOU ISSA!! 🥺💖I’m so glad you requested!! Bc I’m trying to keep these shorter like “drabbles” I had a hard time doing like,, full on hate to love so this is more like resentment to friends with implications of hidden feelings?? AHAHA but uhhh yeah, I hope you all enjoy 🥺and in case you missed it, my last year of college has started, so I will be updating less frequently, but I will still be around and writing and vibing!🤗

500 Event Masterlist

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Oh shit.

You flew down the hall, bursting into Kaminari’s bedroom without knocking. The blonde sat up quickly at your intrusion, but relaxed slightly upon seeing it was you.

“What’s up speed racer?” He joked, folding his legs up to make room for you on the bed. You walked up to the side of the bed, dropping your knees on the edge and falling forward face-down onto the covers.

“I messed up, Denki,” You groaned, rolling over onto your back and staring at the ceiling. “I sent a text to Shinsou-”

He let out a little snort. “Now that’s unusual.”

“Yeah,” You agreed. “Because it was a text that was not meant for him.”

“It couldn’t have been that bad, right?” He asked, now a little nervous. You couldn’t blame him. You and Kaminari had clicked instantly at the beginning of your first year at U.A., and now you’d pretty much consider him your best friend, and you his. But come the end of first year, with the trial and following announcement that Shinsou Hitoshi, general ed student, would be transfering into the hero course- and more specifically- your class, Kaminari Denki had seemed to collect himself yet another best friend.

And you had made your first rival.

You hadn’t wanted to. But when you had first heard about Shinsou’s quirk, people couldn’t help but compare it to yours. As long as you maintained skin to skin contact, you could command another person to do anything that you wanted. Paired with your athletic background (which started when you were young, at the insistence of your parents that it’d “prepare you for hero training”) you were clearly the superior “mind control” student. You didn’t understand why another one was needed in the hero course. Wasn’t he just fine being in the general course?

But of course he had to join class 2A, become Aizawa’s favorite, and start to steal the attention of your best friend.

But Kaminari was his own person, and he made his own choices about when he hung out with the two of you. It really wasn’t fair to put him in the middle of your mess of feelings. And even though he was Shinsou’s friend, you knew he would keep your secrets.

You turned onto your side to look at him. “Here just- read this.” You shoved your phone at him. He took it in his hand, his face contorting into a grimace as he read your mistake once, twice, three times.

“...Why the hell did you send him this?” You slapped your hands against your face in embarrassment and despair. He mockingly cleared his throat. “‘Can you believe purple hair beat me in today’s exercise? Why does he have to basically have my quirk? If he wasn’t so hot I’d be really pissed.’” Kaminari let out a whistle. “Wow, now there is a lot to unpack here, hun.”

You winced. “Yeah, that text was supposed to go to Mina, but I mean- fucking hell, I don’t know?” You ran your hands over your face. “I guess I somehow just clicked the wrong contact and instead it went to him! And it’s even worse that he hasn’t responded about it yet.” You’d never outright said to Shinsou that you disliked him, but you had to assume he knew, and felt the same way about you.

“I didn’t know you thought he was hot,” Kaminari said, wiggling his eyebrows. You launched a pillow at him that he ducked.

“C’mon, anyone with a brain can see that he’s attractive,” You muttered. “It’s the same as Todoroki, or maybe Bakugou if you took away some of the attitude.”

He let out a sigh. “Yeah you’re right.” After a moment of silence he pressed your phone back into your hand. “Anyways, I think the best approach would be to sort it out face to face. Texting can make things too muddled sometimes.”

“Since when did you have so much wisdom?”

He nudged you with a knee. “Hey, there’s a reason you came running to me.”

“I suppose you’re right.” It’ll probably be really awkward and not fun, but you should try to explain yourself in person.

Which is how you found yourself on the outskirts of the woods by the dorm buildings watching Shinsou workout, your presence still unnoticed as his back was turned to you. Kaminari had directed you here, knowing that his friend often trained here on his own.

Suddenly he relaxed his stance, speaking without turning around. “What, you got more to say to me than what was in that text?”

You gritted your teeth at his words. What is up with his attitude!? “Yeah, well maybe I do.” You crossed your arms, shifting most of your weight onto one foot.

Shinsou glanced over his shoulder. “Sucks for you, I’m busy.” He reached down to the ground and slung his towel over his shoulder. “Since my quirk is clearly inferior to yours, I need to keep training.” You winced slightly at his words.

“Hey, I never said it like that-”

“Yeah, well you didn’t have to.” He sighed before turning to face you fully. “Look, I get it, you feel like I’m trying to take your spot here at U.A. Well just- don’t worry about it, okay? I’ll stay out of your way.”

As he began walking away, you found yourself stepping after him. “Shinsou, it’s not fair to phrase it that way.”

He stopped and turned to face you once more. “What do you know about ‘not fair’?” Shinsou took a step closer to you. “‘Not fair’ is getting into the general class, only to see someone just like me being praised for their power in the hero course. ‘Not fair’ is working as hard as I can to make my dreams come true, only to find out that I still have to compete against you. ‘Not fair’ is wanting to so desperately hate you for it all, but I can’t. Not when I see your strength, your power, your drive and ambition, and I can’t help but admire it. Admire you.” He let out a soft snort of mock amusement to himself. “I do kind of hate you for that, though.”

You stood there in silence. What do I even say to that? Shinsou watched you warily, waiting for a reaction.

“I don’t hate you, not really,” You said slowly. As good a place to start as any. “Resented you, yes, but hate is a strong word.” As you continued talking, your mouth let more and more words spill out, words you didn’t even know you had wanted to say. “And yeah, I was worried that you’d ‘take my spot’ or whatever, but I think that was the competitive nature of this school getting to me. They support friendly competition between students, but maybe I took that too much to heart.” You toed at the ground, slowly looking up to meet his eyes. “I was worried about you joining our class because I think you have amazing control over your quirk and you’re really talented. You really do have the potential to be an incredible hero. And I think… I’d like it better if we were friends, instead of pitting ourselves against each other.”

As you waited for Shinsou’s response, you started to get antsy. Why do I care so much about what he’s going to say?

Finally he answered. “Alright. Friends is a good place to start.” He held his hand out to you, as if to shake on it. Hesitatingly you reached out, your fingers firmly grasping his. He tightened his grip. “Should we also acknowledge that you said I was hot in your text?”

His words brought on a wave of nerves, and you yanked your hand back as if it were on fire. “That- That was a typo!” He began walking back towards the dorms with you hurrying to catch up to him.

As you matched his stride, he huffed out a laugh and sent you a knowing smile. “Sure, whatever you say.”

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