#but i wanted to be bc i had a crush on him

[oureddie]

is anyone else's brain just one big

what do we need him for? what's your problem man. what are we measuring here buck. you can have my back any day. i love kids. i love this one. they weren't my type. i thought you just dressed alike. buck gave me a heads up. does this boy crush on eddie mean you're finally ready to move on from abby. uh, you should meet his kid, though. i can see the pollen. i can hear it. ooooOOOOooo you made him cry. you dont find it son, you make it. you two have an adorable son. why are you in hospital jail. i got you. dear buck you are an awesome firefighter love christopher. GET UP your life isn't over just bc you arent a firefighter anymore. says the firefighter. there's nobody in this world that i trust with my son more than you. BECAUSE YOU'RE EXHAUSTING. did you ever stop and think for a minute what that could do to US. a total impulse buy, not like you at all. c'mon eddie if you're not gonna be honest with frank at least be honest with me. i could still take you. you think so? i know. wanna go for the title? uhhhh this is eddie's house im not really a guest. just wait until he gets to the 'i dont have to do what you tell me' phase. aren't you still in that phase. you hungry? wanna grab a bite after we drop him? weeeee have visitors cap. eddie!!!!!no!!!!!nonononnonoedddie!!!! CLAWS AT THE GROUND. you wanna do a rope rescue??? of course you do. i mean that wont happen to US. to abby. his fiance is ABBY. welp. at least it's not a tsunami. hey man you might want to talk to your kid about playing fair. buck can we go to your house and play video games. uhhhh sorry kid i think we might be kicking it old school for a while. he's on the phone with dr. copeland, emergency therapy session. what do you have to apologize for? did you say anything that wasn't true? yeah she's worried about me *drop kicks a punching bag* yeah can't imagine why. i had to do it. i know you did. trauma bag? yup. sorry whhaaaatttt was that? check. do you ever replay a conversation in your head and worry you sound like an idiot? have you met me. it's like the universe is scREAMING at you and you refuse to listen. the universe does not scream. am i interrupting book club. you're late. there was construction on sunset. had to take a detour. buck. buck you have to help chris is- right here. you sure that's a smile? that's the same face buck makes when he's gassy. but just be sure that you're following YOUR heart. *gets sniped* eddie- eddie i need you to hang on. are you hurt? where's buck? he's got a harder job tonight. the team feels off without eddie. he doing okay? better than me. i kind of lost it when i told him you got shot. hey since we've got a minute... uh is everything alright. it got me thinking. what would happen if i hadnt. so i went to my attorney and changed my will. so someday, if i uh, didn't make it, christopher would be taken care of. by you. don't you need my consent. my attorney said you could refuse. but you know i wouldn't. but you knew i wouldn't. because evAN. you act like you're expendable. but you're wrong. good idea. eddie really shouldn't be exerting himself right now. this isn't me an eddie bagging a turkey in south pasadena. he takes christopher there all the time, got the place memorized. my kid loves her. is that enough. ice goes on the eye bud. *gets kidnapped and held hostage together* my abuela would eat this up. she loves a good telenovela. oh cuz uhhh you don't? i know you watch them with christopher. that's how we practice our spanish. look man you don't need to pretend with me. buck you need to move on, i have. eddie get away from the door im coming in. what are you afraid of. that im never gonna feel normal again. buck already took him to school, figured you could use the sleep. chris drew this? uh, that one's mine i misunderstood the assignment. cuz he got the help he needed, and that started with you. i just wish i could- fix it? yeah. what are you offering? right now? bobby's famous lasagna. buck, you dont even have a couch. bUUUUCK where the hell are you going. you can live without a

spleen- right? she's gonna be ok. how did the age of absolutely turn into alfalfa smoothies? give me one second let me grab eddie. YO. i dont know. feels weird to congratulate him. alright cowbody go get em. BUCK!!!!! do more! i just feel like she sees me. sorry about this. yeah it's gonna suck. uh hey do you have any plans for the weekend? i was thinking about go-karting, place in the desert, supposed to be a blast. welcome back to the world of the living buck. you were missed. actually i was kind of hoping you would. i just dont want him to uh- end up like me? you didn't end up like you. hey cap, need a lift? you took the chevelle? how'd you talk him into this he always says no to me. like sea monkeys! in fact, i havent been able to uhhhh yeah since i found out. yeah. well i uhhh wish i could help with that! this doesn't change a thing between us. i thought you couldn't bring a date to a bachelor party. UBBBEEERRR!!!! we don't need a key we're firefighters. he's crockett he's tubbs. actually im crockett and HE'S tubbs. eddie who's kim. does that poor woman know she's a dead ringer for your ex wife. oh eddie. what you always do. talk to him. i dont wanna break down the door buck i want him to open it. well uh, he probably won't. ok well why does it have to be me? you're the fastest runner. we beat the bees! im guessing it's probably an allergic reaction of some kind. to what bad juju? you owe me five bucks eddie. i never watched glee. give it back im serious. we know you're serious that's what scares us. whatareyoulookinateddiehehehe. he knows how to stay, unlike some people. yup, i am freddie fakeman, you would do that for me? you and for christopher. mmmmm like it's nothing. it's not nothing. look i know this whole thing between us has been messy and hard. you do matter to me. i know. eddie would never do anything illegal eddie has a silver star!! you're his dad. he doesn't have a mom. if you don't damage him who will? dad up!! sorry i had to go to the airport to pick up this one. said i was gonna get groceries. it's fine. doesn't seem fine. the trials and tribulations of evan buckley. a tragedy in 97 acts. you've been spiraling since the funeral and nobody knows how to talk to you about it. i don't know buck i wasn't there. eddie- jerk. airport and texas are not the same. they don't even have the same amount of letters. heard some dick was being mean to you, thought you could use a little cheering up

or is that just me rn

[eddiemunsonsbabygirl]

Wanna Be Yours ~ 💋

Summary: Y/N had been dodging Eddie for a couple of weeks and today was the day that he couldn’t take it any longer. Warnings: SMUT 18+, angst, hurt/comfort, slow burn, best friends to lovers, pinning, use of Y/N, she/her pronouns, their genitalia is described kinda, edging kinda, reader is curvy and all natural, she calls him “bebé” (baby in Spanish), yearning, kinda dumbed out Eddie bc holy shiiiiitttt, they can’t shut up for shit, protected piv, they are cry babies, think that’s it! Let me know if I missed anything!

A/N: FINALLY I FINISHED IT! HERE IT IS! PLS COMMENT AND REBLOG IT WOULD MAKE ME SO HAPPYYYYY I HOPE YOU LOVE IT! Had to take many breaks but I think that’s just a me problem lol! Tysm for waiting 🖤❤️

Love… oh love… a feeling that can both make you feel on top of the world or kill you…

That’s how they both felt. Being best friends with someone like them since kindergarten. Growing up together, both getting into trouble, living the same lives. At first, it was platonic love. I love you’s were normal. Holding hand was a must. Cuddling was for comfort. Still is. But now, as they grew, it slowly held more meaning. During middle school, it was a small crush. But the small crush turned into falling in love. When the hormones and puberty started to kick it, the more they felt it. Love. Hell, even lust. 

They both slowly saw each other in different lights. Whether it was a bright, ethereal light that made the other look like they came from Heaven. Or maybe, a deep, sensual, red light that made them arousingly intimidating. They’d never admit it aloud. They couldn’t, right? It’s ruin what they had built for years. The memories might end if someone made a move. They were both scared. This feared them the most. Worst than any other nightmare they’ve ever had. Because it wasn’t just a best friend, it was more. It was the only person they could come to. The only person that could see them in a vulnerable state. The only one that could make them laugh till they pissed themselves. The only one that really got them. The only one that would ever understand who they were as a human.

Eddie loved her to death. He did everything for her, even if it was just little things that may have not mattered. He was obsessed with her. Not in a way that was creepy. He obsessed over her like she was a religion. A Goddess. A Queen. A Lioness. A woman of high power. She was fragile in a way. Like a volcano. If he made her explode, he’d punish himself for doing so. If he ever ticked her off in a way she didn’t like, he’d scold himself. Because he didn’t want to lose her. Never. He’d feel so empty if he did. So he stuck to admiring, pinning, yearning, obsessing in silence. As quietly as he could.

Y/N did the same. She loved him like air. It was so easy to love him. She swore he was God’s favorite from how handsome he looked. In her eyes, he was a man of high power. A King. A Lion. A man who knew he was the shit. Because he was. When he doubts himself, she switches it. Makes him believe in himself. Even if he didn’t believe it all the way, she’d make sure he heard every word. He was fragile in a different way than she was. Like a storm. If she angered him, she’d back away. If she did anything he didn’t like, she’d mentally abuse herself. Was she dramatic? Yeah. But so was he. Both big overthinkers. They couldn’t help it. Because it wasn’t just anyone, it was them. 

And while they didn’t notice, everyone else did. The more they grew, the more it was obvious. The more deeper the glares were. The more harsh the insults were. Everyone could see it. Eddie’s friends, they thought they were a married couple. Y/N’s family, oh how annoying it was. Annoyingly endearing. Everyone but them could see that they weren’t just best friends. They were more. They were soulmates, a forever duo, perfect puzzle pieces, two people meant to be. They were made for each other. Sculpted perfectly in delicate hands. They were made from a blueprint. That’s how perfect they were for each other. 

Here was the kicker, they also didn’t do love. Mainly Y/N. She didn’t give a shit about it. It was cheesy, corny, an easy target. It made people weak, pathetic, vulnerable and easily sensitive. Hearts break the fastest. Love plants a seed and the tree will kill you slowly. She didn’t understand love songs. She didn’t understand the poems. She didn’t think she fucked with it. But when it came to Eddie? She was suddenly Shakespeare. She was a singer that sang her heart out to the love songs she used to roll her eyes and gag at. She’d catch herself drawing Eddie. She’d realize she’s writing about Eddie in her journal. At first, she hated it. Ripped the pages out and tossed it in the trash. But now, she lets it stay in her notebook. Let it be it’s own piece. And she let it stay hidden. So now, her view, it changed. Not all the way, but enough for Eddie.

Eddie felt the same. He laughed mockingly at the thought of love. He swore he’d die alone. He thought he knew he wouldn’t be in love. But then there was Y/N. And everything changed. His band used to be strictly about one thing. Now, some of it was about love. He’d giggle to himself when he wrote a song about her. He’d blush when he sang the words aloud. It was goofy and silly. But unlike Y/N, he didn’t mind all that much. It was second nature for him. It was a nightmare for Y/N.

And the more years passed by, the more this love feeling hurt. The more they yearned for each other. A slow burn that pained them more than anything. They needed each other like someone with asthma needed air. And now, both in their crit 20’s, they couldn’t take it anymore. 

MAY 14th, 1986

It was like any other day in Hawkins, Indiana. A school day. A boring Wednesday that would turn into a very intense Wednesday. Like every other day, Eddie pulled up to the gate of Y/N’s trailer with metal music on low. He held a cigarette to his lips as he waited for her to soon come out. And soon she did. But, for the past couple of weeks, she looked more tired than usual. More… upset. Which wasn’t normal at all for her since she was always a giggly, optimistic, laid-back girl. Not… this moody, gloomy, tired girl. She said she was fine and that things had been rough with her family. But it was a lie. Eddie knew, but decided to not say anything about it. Stupid, but he’d rather not piss her off or snap at her. That was the last thing he wanted to do.

She was in her usual baggy clothes but she had no cool accessories like she usually did. She slowly walked her way to the gate and unlocked it before stepping out and locking it back up. Her head hung low as she walked to his van and hopped in, tossing her backpack by her feet after she sat down. She shut the door and buckled herself in, not saying a word and not looking at him. Her eyes were a bit puffy, a bit red, and half-lidded. Easily could tell that she had cried. Her hands rested in her lap and she picked at her cuticles. Usually, Eddie would slip his hand in hers to stop her. But, he didn’t. He didn’t do that for the past week. He didn’t bother.

He didn’t drive off yet, just stared at her. Concerned, worried, but also angry and upset. Angry was the primary one. His brows were furrowed, the cigarette burned between his lips, his left hand gripped the steering wheel tight. What was wrong with her? Why did she changed out of the blue? Did I do something wrong? Did someone hurt her? Was it really her family causing her to break?

But if it was her family, she’d tell him. She always did. 

“Hey…” he spoke up, breaking the silence. She glanced up at him, letting her eyes locked with his for a few moment before looking back down at her hands.

“Hey…” she murmured in response. That was all he was getting out of her.

His hand tightened around the steering wheel and his nostrils flared a bit. He wanted her to talk more. To let him in. He wanted to be with her. To comfort her like he always did. But, he didn’t try and bother. He looked out the hood window and after turning the shift out of park, he began to drive off. He turned up the music louder as he drove, not caring if it was too early for that shit. He just needed to calm down. He needed to think through. He needed to process. The drive was painfully quiet. That angered him more and made him feel uncomfortable. But he didn’t want to break it. The music filled in enough for him to bare the silence. 

Y/N didn’t mind the music either, but the silence pained her just as much as it did for him. Her eyes were glued to her now bleeding cuticle, watching as the blood dried up. She reached her hand up to bite at her nails, chipping the black paint off. Some stuck to her teeth, but she was too upset to care. Her thoughts flooded her mind. Her heart pounded faster than usual. She thought of all the what if’s, scenarios she didn’t want to ever happen, if she should confess to him or not. She was quiet physically, but screaming loudly mentally. 

Once they arrived to Hawkins High and Eddie parked in his usual spot in the very back, Y/N quickly got out of his van. He watched her as she did, sighing deeply with a little growl. He hated when she did that. Like she couldn’t stand being around him. That she needed to get out or else she’d erupt. But, he didn’t say anything. And he soon followed. He stood by her side, hands tucked in the pockets of his jeans. He looked at her, trying to figure her out. She noticed and stopped in her tracks. Her eyes met his, a fire dancing in her eyes. It sort of just… stayed there now. And it scared him.

“What?” She asked, her voice firm and defensive. Again, not normal at all. Eddie will never ever get used to this upfront she has up. 

“Something’s wrong with you.” he said bluntly, his tone mirroring hers.

“Can say the same thing to you.” She retorted. Which caused Eddie to take a step forward. 

“Not in the way that you are,” he said more firmly. “Y/N, talk to me.” He wasn’t asking.

She didn’t say anything, just stared him down. But both of them knew how stubborn they were. So no one would stare down the other and win. It just stayed stuck halfway. She stared at him for longer before walking away and entering the school. Great.

He followed after her, but after entering he decided to give up and head to his locker. He was too pissed to go talk to her, so he decided to let himself cool off. 

Classes didn’t help though since they were in every class together sitting at the same exact desk or sitting right next to each other. Apparently they convinced the teachers (more like pissed them off to a point that they don’t give a shit anymore) enough to let them stay sitting next to each other. But for the past two weeks, they just sat there like regular students. And as calming as it was for the class and teachers, it was also weird. Some liked it, some didn’t. Because it just seemed so… weird. Eddie and Y/N not laughing their asses off? The Freak and the Weirdo not pissing people off together? It was very uncharacteristic. So weird that instead of the popular crowd talking shit about them, they questioned them. Wondering what had happened. 

Nothing happened. That was the thing.

Y/N drifted off in her own world that she didn’t like. She couldn’t handle it anymore. She loved him too much that it was putting her down. More than it did for Eddie, at least physically. It was a thing that just… happened. One day they were fine. The next, it was just different. And slowly, it got worse. This wasn’t working. This wasn’t helping. But they didn’t know what to do. They didn’t know what to say. They didn’t know anything. If Eddie tried to help, she’d give him a dirty look. If she tried to talk to him, her words came out harsh and he just… pushed her away. Because he didn’t like it.

The most people that were concerned was Hellfire. Especially Dustin. It was like seeing parents falling out of love. Eddie was Dustin’s kick-ass older brother and Y/N was his dope ass older sister-in-law. It was weird. Dustin bugged them about it, but they didn’t budge. Eddie would just say that she needed space, Y/N just told him it was family things. But, Dustin could easily smell bullshit. And didn’t give up. Because not only did it pain both of them, but in a way it pained him. They were his only other family. So losing them would make him upset. Eddie’s bandmates even questioned Eddie. He’d just shrugged it off. They questioned Ari, nothing came out of her. 

It wasn’t like they didn’t trust them. It just… couldn’t be said. It sounded bad aloud. It sounded stupid. So they kept it hidden. And maybe, yeah. They’d third wheel. And that’s the last thing they wanted.

Soon minutes became hours and school eventually came to an end. Eddie and Y/N drove back to her trailer to drop her off. And usually, he’d stay. But then it turned into him waving goodbye and driving off. But again, this was too much. So when she got out, unlocked the gate, and made her way inside, he shut his van off and hopped out. He jumped over the fence and ran after her. The moment she was about to shut the door, his hand stopped her from doing so. That surprised her and she opened the door a bit.

“Eddie, what’re you doing?” She asked. And before you know it, he was slipping inside, kicking the door behind him. He tossed his bag on the ground and looked at her with wide eyes, angry and so done with whatever this was.

“You’re gonna talk. I’m done with this… thing you started. I’m done pretending like I have no idea what’s wrong with you. Y/N, I know you don’t have any family issues goin’ on. You would’ve told me. Like you always did. You’re lying to me and I don’t know why. So now, you’re gonna tell me why. I gave you two fuckin’ weeks and all I’ve gotten from those two weeks was nothing but seeing you… like this. Y/N…”

He took a moment to pause, looking her up and down. His throat tightened up and his eyes grew glossy. The moment she saw his eyes well up with tears, so did hers. She stood in the middle of the living room, hands by her sides, her head hung low and her eyes locked with his. Like a sad, timid puppy. His eyes met hers and stayed there. The fire in her eyes washed away from her tears. He saw… something in her eyes. Something he couldn’t put a finger on, but his soul knew what it was. That’s why his heart began to pound faster.

“Please… talk to me. What did I do? Did I say something wrong? Did anyone hurt you? I’ll go kill them if someone did. Just say the world and I’ll do it, I swear. Am I losing you? Don’t tell me I’m losing you… please don’t. I… I’m scared, angel,” He said in a weak voice. He took a few slow steps closer to her. His hands twitched against his thighs, wanting to touch her. But he didn’t, not yet. A tear escape his eye and he tilted his head to the side. “Quit playing pretend with me… please. It’s hurting me. Don’t push me away. Never push me away. Sweetheart, talk to me.”

She stood as still as a statue. Tears fell from her eyes like waterfalls and her bottom lip quivered a little. His voice, his words, they melted her. Broke her. And before she could even think, she finally spoke what she’s been trying to not say at all. She couldn’t handle it either.

“Eddie, I’m in love with you. I love you more than just best friends. I love you for everything. All of it. I love you so much that it hurts. You’re the only guy I’ll ever love like this. I’m… I’m sorry I pushed you away. I really am. I thought… I thought it was a safe idea. But… it’s not. I feel like shit, lying to you. My family is perfectly fine. Nothing happened. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s all on me. I’m sorry for… lying. I know I never do, I promise I wouldn’t, but I thought I had to. You… you don’t know what you’re doing to me, Eddie. I… I love you… I want forever with you. More than friends. But… I’m so scared. I’m scared I’ll fuck up. I’m scared of all the shit that could happen. I… I hate feeling like this…” 

She paused as her voice broke into sobs, her body shaking. Tears fell down her face without a care. 

“I don’t do love. Never did. Not a big fan of it. But you? You make me a hopeless romantic. You make me feel weak, pathetic, so easy to target. It’s so fuckin’ stupid. But… I don’t want to stop feeling like this. Feeling so in love. So happy, being in love with you. Fuck, it hurts! It really does! I-”

She broke down in tears. And the moment she did, Eddie walked to her and smashed his lips against hers. She let out a noise of surprise, a yelp. But then it grew into soft cries. Both of them had always been secret crybabies. Whenever she cried, so did he. And he was. Tears fell down his face as he kissed her deeply. He slowly walked her back to the couch as small whimpers fell from his lips. He gently laid her down, a hand cradling the back of her head and his other resting on the small of her back. Her arms wrapped around his neck, hugging him tight and making sure he never let go of her. 

This is what they needed. This is what they wanted. This… this answered everything. Or at least most of it.

Actions spoke louder than words. His kisses, they spoke all the words she needed to know. He loved her just as much as she loved him, he needed her just as badly. He was obsessed with her. And he knew she felt the exact same way. Their cries were in sync and their tears mixed together. Both of his hands moved up to cradle her face and to kiss her more deeper. Her hands did the same, making sure he never stopped kissing her. His thumbs wiped away her tears, she did the same. Her cries were louder than his, but they both were in pain. Both of them were upset. But… they were relieved.

They didn’t have to hide anymore. This kiss confirmed it. Finally, they could have each other. At first, their kisses were slow, deep, but so very tender. But the more they kissed, the more their blood rushed. The kisses grew sloppier, more needy, more desperate, more passionate. His tongue poked out and she let out a choked sob when she felt him lap at her lips, begging for entrance. Immediately she let him in, moaning softly when their tongues met in a slow dance they had seemed to know automatically.

His knee was between her legs and he slid his leg up, making her spread her legs wider. He pressed his body weight against hers but made sure to be careful. She was so precious, he had to be gentle. Their bodies went ablaze and their soft cries turned into desperate moans. His knee nudged against her sex gently, making her gasp. Her thighs wrapped around his knee, causing him to groan. God, her thighs were like marshmallows. 

After a few more kisses, he pulled away to breathe. His eyes fluttered open and so did hers. He pressed his forehead against hers and a small smile formed on his pretty face. “I love you so goddamn much, baby. I feel the exact same way, believe me. You make me crazy, sweetheart. I love you, always and forever, babygirl.” He spoke breathlessly against her lips. He kissed her a few more times, moaning softly as he did.

“I fuckin’ need you, sweetheart. Wanna show you how much I fuckin’ love you, baby. Please… let me love you. Let me love you, baby.” He whined against her mouth. He sounded so desperate, it made her pussy clench in response. Fuck, his voice was so pretty. A soft giggle fell from her lips and she smiled a bit against his lips. 

“Please, love me. You can love me. I need you too, bebé.” She cooed between kisses. He kissed her back and gasped at her words, whining again before he went back to making out with her. His face was flushed, goddamn he was as hard as a rock. Her face was on fire, her pussy purred as loud as a lioness. And with his dick pressed against her, he could feel it. Her body shook in desire and so did his. 

As he kissed her, his hands moved from her face down to her hips, fingers hooking on the waistband of her jeans. Then he slowly moved one hand to undo the belt she wore, tossing it to the ground once it was undone. Then he unbuttoned her jeans, zipping them down immediately. And in once swift motion both the panties she wore and her jeans were pulled down below her kneecaps. She moaned softly at the breeze of the air hitting her needy cunt, her hot wet folds cooling from the air. He broke away to look down at her, gasping softly and biting his bottom lip as a small whimper fell from his lips.

She was so, fat. In the best way possible. She was hairy too, rarely shaven. Her bush was a jungle gym he’d gladly go through. His breaking grew shakier and one of his trembling hands slid up her plush thighs, stopping right near her pussy. He looked up at her with approval and when she nodded with desperation, he moved his hand between her thighs. His index and middle finger teased her folds, causing a soft gasp from her. He pushed his fingers in slowly but not in her entrance. No, he wanted to feel her hairs tickling his fingers. He moaned when he felt the strands and his fingers rested on her clit. He felt it throb and buzz against his fingertips, which made him twitch in his jeans and throb with her.

“Fuck… you’re so wet… so beautiful…” he spoke breathlessly with a slight moan. 

Her eyes met with his, vulnerable and insecurity shown in her eyes. She… didn’t think he was into that. People made fun of her sometimes because she didn’t shave. She didn’t want to. She liked how she was. But Eddie? This was beauty. She was beauty. She was his own personal Aphrodite. His eyes met hers and his gaze softened.

“Baby, you’re beautiful. Fuck, I love this pussy. I’m just touchin’ it, and my mind’s a fuckin’ blur. All natural for me? Fuck,” he praised with a soft chuckle and a warm smile. He leaned his head down and pressed a few gentle kisses to her lips. “This is all I’ve ever wanted. Way fuckin’ better than I ever imagined. And I’m gonna show you, baby. Just how perfect you are. How you’ve always been.”

If she wasn’t wet already, she was for sure now. His praises were a weak point that made her clench more. She moaned softly at his words, eyes half-lidded and her brows a bit bunched together. Before she could response, his index and middle finger trapped the bundle of nerves, her clit fitting perfect between them. He moved his fingers up and down slowly, rolling the nub between his fingers and giving her a few squeezes. Her eyes rolled back and her hips bucked into his hand. “Fuck Eddie~” she moaned deeply. Who would’ve known he was good at this? Eddie Munson was a man full of surprises. 

He was so painfully hard and he was losing control. His eyes were so dark, pupils dilated. Those sweet innocent eyes not so innocent anymore. His eyes locked with hers, watching every expression she made. The way her brows bunched together, how kiss-swollen her plump lips were, how pretty her flushed face looked, and fuck, those moans. He was almost on the edge just watching her. Pre-cum leaked from his tip, soaking a wet patch on his boxers. And the patch only grew the more he rubbed her. He sped up slowly, up and down and side to side. Her back arched against him and more moans fell from her lips. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest, ringing in her ears. He leaned down to nip at her bottom lip gently.

“Oh Eddie~.. I’m so fuckin’ close~..” she moaned, hands gripping his biceps tightly. And that was his cue. 

He pulled his fingers away and put them between his lips, his eyes fluttering and rolling back at the taste of her, a deep moan falling from his lips. He didn’t want her coming yet, he wanted to feel her first. She watched him as he sucked on his fingers, his eyes locked on hers as he licked his fingers like they were his favorite lollipop. After a moment, he got off of her and stumbled his way to his backpack. He immediately opened it up and dug in there for a condom. He was prepared for this moment, which made her giggle.

“You always keep condoms on you?” She teased as he walked back to her. He gave her thigh a gentle smack as he crawled back on top of her, chuckling with her. “For you, I do.” He admitted. It was sweet, in a way. And it made her melt. 

“You’re so sweet to me…” she praised. He leaned down and gave her a deep kiss. “Always for you, babygirl. Always.” He whispered against her lips kissing her once more before pulling away. He shuffled his way to her calves and took her shoes off to take off her jeans and pants fully, tossing them on the ground. His hands trailed up her body, slipping under the tank top and jacket she wore. Her arms moved up and he immediately took them both off in one swift motion. His hands moved behind her, unclipping her bra and tossing it away. He took a moment to admire her now fully naked body, taking her all it. She was better than the chicks in the magazines, infinitely more better. She was more than perfect, and he promised to make her know that. 

His head dipped down to kiss her neck with wet open-mouth kisses, slowly making his way down to her collarbone, and down to her chest. Each kiss was a worship, a praise. Soft sighs fell from his lips, his hot breath causing her to shiver. His lips took one of her nipples, sucking and lapping at it gently. She moaned softly and arched up in response. Her hands dug in his hair, tugging gently on his curls. That triggered an animalistic groan to fall from his lips, the sound vibrating against her skin. It made her giggle and more turned on, if that was even possible. As he made out with her tit, his hands moved down her body and to his jeans. First his belt, then his shoes, then his jacket, then his shirt, then his jeans, and lastly his boxers. Immediately her hands moved down his back and one of her hands gripped one of the soft globes, causing a soft growl to fall from his lips. One of his hands moved back to her clit to give her more attention and pleasure. 

He rubbed her clit with both his fingers again but faster this time. His mouth pops off of her tit and he rips the condom open with his teeth and free hand. He spits the wrapper out of his mouth and with one hand, he rolls the condom on. Y/N hadn’t seen his cock yet till now, looking down at him and eyes widening. A choked moan falls from her lips and she smiled a bit. “Fuck Eddie…” she moaned breathlessly.

He was huge. Really huge. Thick and long. He was fucking hard too. His mushroom tip on fire and his balls were so heavy and full. Pre-cum dripped down his dick slowly. He was so ready. And she was intimidated. She was a virgin, so was Eddie. She didn’t know what to expect, so she was scared. Her breathing hitched a bit as she stared at his cock. His eyes met with hers, his expression turning soft and vulnerable. His fingers on her clit stilled.

“What?” He asked with those big puppy eyes of his, concerned and a little worried. She looked at his face and smiled a bit. “You’re huge.” She giggled a bit, looking back down at what was about to drill in her.

Eddie’s cheeks flushed a bright red and he looked down at himself and back up at her. “Too big?” He asked, almost nervously. He knew he was big, and he didn’t want to scare her off. She immediately shook her head and giggled once more. “No… I can take it.” She assured him. His eyes widened at her words. She can take him. That made electricity jolt through him. He looked back down at himself and leaned down, hovering his face above hers. “ I know you can take it, baby. Of course you can. You were made jus’ f’me…” he smiled, pressing his lips against her. She giggled once more and kissed him back. 

He slowly moved his fingers up and down on her clit for a moment before he pulled away and wrapped his hand around his cock, giving it a few strokes. He moaned deeply as he did, his pretty eyes fluttering at the sensation. He lowers his hips down more and teased her entrance with the head of his dick, both of them moaning in sync. Then he began to smack her clit gently with his dick, grunting softly as he did. She gasped and shut her eyes, breathy moans and laughs falling from her lips. Eddie smiled and hit at his bottom lip at the sounds of her soft laughs, and he laughed with. 

After a bit of teasing, he slowly moved the head back to her entrance. His eyes met hers. “Ready?” He asked. She nodded quickly, a whine falling from her lips. 

“Remember sweet girl, tell me if something goes wrong or anything. We’re not gonna rush this. Wanna take it slow,” he purred softly, his voice hushed. “Don’t wanna hurt my pretty girl. Can’t do that at all. Wanna love you so good, make you so fuckin’ happy…”

She nodded at his words and smiled a little. He was so sweet. He was so cute. It was so stupid, but in the best and most affectionate way possible. After he got the nod, he slowly began to push in. Both gasped in sync and moaned deeply. A soft hiss fell from her lips and her nails clawed at his back. His eyes were blown wide and he looked at her with worry from the hiss she let out. He stilled, only a few inches in.

“You good babygirl?” He asked, a hand moving up to cup her cheek. She leaned in his hand and nodded, a small whimper escaping. “You’re so big~..” she moaned softly with another soft hiss. He was splitting her in half. She swore he was. Not only has she never fucked before (not even used a toy), he was HUGE. I mean I guess like they say, go big or go home. And since she was already home, she was going big. Even if it hurt. 

Eddie let her take a few moments to relax and get used to the size. But it was so hard not to start losing control. She was so perfectly tight. Her bush sent shivers up his spine. He felt so, safe. So at home. So loved. He felt so needed and wanted, because he was. She squeezed him like her life depended on it and he couldn’t help but moan like a maniac. She felt too good. He felt his balls tighten painfully, begging to move. It was almost embarrassing, the way he was already close to coming. But he can try and wait, wait for her. 

After taking a few breaths, she gave Eddie a nod and he began to thrust all the way in, causing a whine to fall from her lips and a soft laugh. “Holy shit~” she laughed softly. Her laughs only sent him more on the edge, his laugh used with soft moans. “You’re so perfect, baby~ too damn perfect…” he moaned into her ear, panting heavily like he ran a couple miles. He didn’t know if he was gonna make it, she didn’t either. 

After letting her get used to all of him, he began to pull back before slamming back in, causing loud moans to fall from their lips. Eddie bit at her bare shoulder, hands gripping her hips tight. Her hands clawed at his back, spurring his arousal even more. He panted against her skin, tongue lolling out of instinct and lapping at her skin. He was dumbed out, and all he really did was touch her. He was a goddamn mess being inside her tight pussy. It made him lose control. Not a single thought ran through his head other than Y/N and the pussy of a Goddess. 

Y/N swore she was seeing stars. He was filling her up so fully. So perfectly. Some of the pain still lingered but it slowly turned into pleasure. Her hips bucked up against him, her back arched up high, her toes curled, and the back of her head buried in the couch. Both of them had been waiting for this moment, hence why they can’t even do anything without trying not to come undone right on the spot already. Eddie had even edged her, and that didn’t help at all. It made holding in so much worse.

He went again, pulling back before slamming back in gently. He did it quicker and quicker, but it was painfully slow. His hips were shaking, his grip on her hips pained her and left little bruises from his nails digging deep. Her marks on his back hurt too. But they were too in bliss to care. He thrusted in her faster and faster till he was fucking her fast. Not too fast, but it wasn’t slow anymore. Their moans were pornographic, filled with so much desire and lust. They were loud. The rickety couch shook under them. All they knew was curse words and each other’s names. Their eyes were rolled back, especially Eddie’s. His left hand farted to her clit, flicking it fast.

And that’s what did it.

Her body lifted up as she reached her orgasm, moaning deeply and loudly as she came heavily all over him. 

“Oh fuck Eddie! Oh my fuck! Oh my god Eddie~ holy shit~ fuck that feels so good~” she roared. And right after she came, so did he with a roar of his own, only able to repeat her name like a prayer. “Fuckfuckfuck holyshitholyshit- ohhhhhh Y/N baby~!” 

He filled up the condom with a heavy load, balls tightening a ton, making sure every drop was milked out. His thrusts began to slow down and soon come to a stop and he collapses on top of her. They pant softly and let out huffs and heavy breaths, letting them ride out their high. His cock softens in her. Her body relaxes under Eddie’s and lets her tense muscles loose. His face is buried in her neck and he places soft kisses skin. A smile forms on his lips and he lets out a soft chuckle.

“I love you so much. Can’t believe I’m yours now. Feels like a dream.” He mumbled against her neck. She smiled warmly and places a kiss to his neck. 

“Me either, but I’m glad it’s over. I’m sorry for the last two weeks.” She spoke softly. He lifted his head up, his eyes meeting hers in a soft gaze with nothing but love and admiration filled in those brown button eyes of his. “I understand, baby. But don’t scare me like that. You really freaked me out. Please, promise me to never push me away. I can’t take it.” 

She placed a kiss to his cheek, then his nose, then his eye, and then his lips. “I promise that I’ll never do that again. I freaked me out too. I just love you too much.” She spoke in a hushed voice against his lips before pulling away. He smiled warmly and cupped her face in his hands. “I love you too much, maybe even more. Who knows?” He joked, only halfway though. 

She laughed softly and nudged her nose against his. “Whatever makes you happy, Munson.” She teased. He nudged his nose back against hers and laughed with her. “Thanks, sweetheart.” 

“Anything for you, baby.”

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[erwinsvow]

https://www.tumblr.com/erwinsvow/783483947154849792/reading-that-last-anon-ask-made-me-think-of-nicky

Ughhh I just love this so much!!!

Like Pope is confused, everyone else is confused and she’s just so sure in what she wants, so forward and flirty with Pope, bc how could you not be? he’s perfect!

And seeing him nervous and stuttery, and crushing is so cuteeee (like him when he called Amy and met up with her in season 6… going to the restaurant hours before to make sure it was perfect, ahhhh I’m getting side tracked, but I love him so much!!)

He’s such a loverboy and he deserves a horny younger woman who is obsessed with him (…it’s me, he deserves me)

literally this!!!!!!! woke up extra early so i could take a study break and answer some of these but i would looooove if nympho gf (can i call her that. is that fine?) gets pretty worried after her attempts aren’t working for a while. like discouraged and then kind of like oh, he doesn’t even like me, that is embarrassing. & then maybe you take it down a lot of notches to save yourself further embarrassment and then obviously at first he was just confused and ? about the whole thing. still doesn’t get why you picked him to give all your attention to. does not like the comments from craig about “dude, are you gonna hit that or what?” and how you don’t seem to care what anyone has to say about him and still flock up to him daily like you’re not scared of him!!! like you’ve never been scared and have no reason to be scared. and then the more you’re around the more he can appreciate how you do, in fact, really like him. asking him how his day was everyday. walking away from conversations with his brothers if you see him. finding him at every party and sitting quietly next to him instead of socializing with other people. and then eventually he just found some peace in listening to you yap about your classes and this dress you bought when he finally asks you on a date and how you like the shirt he’s wearing and there was one at the mall you should have gotten for him. and he’s just content to sit and stare and listen while you talk but you get sad and worried when he doesn’t ever make another move.

so you just conclude you’re annoying him and try to lay off and then one day at another one of Smurf’s parties he finds you in the usual place you guys sit just drinking a beer and staring at the stars, after a week of not really talking to him and fuck if it doesn’t burn!!! he doesn’t even realize what’s happening or get why you stopped because your attention had been really really sweet and he was getting very used to it and then it just slowed down (you still say hi and ask him how his day was but you stop with the flirty jokes and the arm touches and staring at him like you’re thinking about all the ways he could bend you over. he misses the arm touches the most though.) or :( he thinks it’s just you discovering something else about him that made you scared and youre just doing what everyone else does—leaving. i stand by the fact that nympho reader is only a nympho for andrew like she’s not interested in anyone else and doesn’t enjoy parties or being over if he’s not there. so that night is no exception and you sit and wait to see if andrew will come talk to you like all the other times but you give up when you don’t see him after an hour or two. have a headache from the gross beer and how sad you feel and stupidly you think if he’s not at home, maybe you can sleep in his room and drive home in the morning since they all know you anyways. and you know no one is gonna go in his room, youd be safe to crash there. so you do and when you wake up Andrew’s sitting next to you so you have to sleepily apologize and tell him in your tired state how you thought no one would bother you if you slept in here. and i think it kind of lights a fire in him lol to think that you feel protected just being in his room, not even in his presence, that you still went there even when you couldn’t find him earlier (he was in the garage taking his frustration out with power tools). cue sleepy heartfelt confession and kiss and make up time!! <3 how long could either of you keep it up when you clearly miss each others company so much. and then the next time everyone sees you two you’re hanging off his arm and showering him in PDA and you start wearing his shirts and a little A necklace and getting chased around in the forest and fucked against trees!!!!! yayyyyyy

[stevielovesmatt]

can u write something with nick like maybe him making some space camp inspired by you or smth sbsbdbbdnd

this is the best idea i think ever

BIRTHDAY BALM

It was your birthday, and you had spent most of the day out with your family. Birthday's were really special to you, regardless if its yours or someone else's, so you always celebrated properly.

You walked into your house after driving home, setting your keys onto the counter. You notice it's really dark.

And that's when you hear it.

The slight shuffling. Then a small whisper "Now."

The lights flicker on. "Happy Birthday Y/N!"

You scream, turning around as Nick, Matt, and Chris jump out from behind the counter, yelling.

"Holy shit guys." You breathe, wide eyed and clutching your chest. They all laugh, coming up to you to for a hug.

"Surprise!!!" Chris says with the biggest grin on his face. You look around, finally seeing all the decorations. Balloons everywhere, confetti on the ground, a poster hanging on the wall, and gifts on the dining table.

Matt looks at you with a soft smile. "You know we had to go all out for our best friends birthday."

You giggle, looking at Nick who's eyes are filled with excitement.

"Okay can I please give you my gift now because I'm so excited and I've been dying for months?" He rambles.

Months? "Um... Yeah?" You smile, nervous.

He brings you over to your living room couch, a wrapped gift box in hand. Matt and Chris sat on either side of you, while Nick sat on the floor in front of you.

"Okay so before we start, I need you to know that I've been planning this for months, and it's taken everything in me to keep this a secret." He says eagerly.

Chris nods. "He had the craziest crash out the other night cause he couldn't say anything." He giggles.

You look at them, raising your eyebrows. Nick hands you the box.

Unwrapping it, you immediately notice a Space Camp Wellness box, and a Strawberry Shortcake sticker.

You gasp. "Oh my god! I love Strawberry Shortcake!"

Nick nods. You hear Matt giggle slightly next to you.

You unbox the Space Camp box, to reveal a very pretty pink package with the writing:

'SPACE CAMP ~ Strawberry Shortcake ~ Organic, Delicious Lip Balm.'

You pause. "Nick..."

He gets closer to you. "It's Space Camp inspired by you! You always talk about Strawberry Shortcake!" He says excitedly.

Your jaw drops. You open the package completely to get the lip balm out. You hold it in your hand, admiring the sparkle of the design. Popping off the cap, you take a look at the actual lip balm.

You blink. It's shaded pink, and you swear you can see some glitter in there.

"Anddd... It's our very first tinted lip balm, and I made sure it had shimmer because this is your birthday balm." Nick says with a huge proud smile plastered on his face.

"It's also limited edition." Chris murmurs.

You sit there, staring at it. "I... I don't even know what to say.." You start. "I think this is the sweetest thing anybody has ever done for me."

Nick looks at you as if he's about to cry. He pulls you into a bone-crushing hug.

"You're the sweetest." He finally says.

You laugh, looking around the room. "So... since it's my birthday and we do what I want, I wanna see Matt and Chris with this on." You say, holding up the lip balm, a devilish smirk running across your face.

"Absolutely not."

a/n: idk if this is good but i fw it. also i chose strawberry shortcake bc i am currently wearing a shirt with her on it !

taglist! : @joanakaulitz @chrepsi @hannaloveschris @courta13 @sunflower-vol3 @mattspillowprincess @ilovedanielcaesar

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[wish-i-were-heather]

guys youre not gonna believe me but I THINK IM FINALLY OVER HIM??? like. there was never any drama, i just asked a friend to tell him i liked him, he said he wasn't looking for a relationship in high school bc he doesn't think he'd be a good boyfriend and wants to mature, and i accepted that. i still think he's cute and good looking but i stopped reading into every little action. and we haven't addressed it directly, but it's been a bit awkward between us since. but we added him to the minecraft server we play on (with a bunch of other people he's also friends with so its not weird) and i think it's helping a lot to make it less awkward. today everyone else had to leave and it was just the two of us but i wasn't nervous or awkward at all. we actually had a lot of fun and i heard his real genuine laugh, not the just to be nice laugh or the awkward laugh or anything, but the kinda laugh i've never actually gotten from him and ive only heard him do with his friends. im not entirely past the crush, but im not as obsessive. and im more worried about preserving our friendship than trying to start a relationship. i think we can actually be good friends, and that's really what i want.

[canongf]

had a dream where i had to see one of my fictional crushes with another girl and it was so devastating and cruel!!! why would my own mind do this to me!!!

[shawsimmer]

a sulani trip for mars' birthday :)

i've finally escaped the toddler phase yippeee

[bambisafe]

pairing : husband!leon kennedy / fem!reader

word count : 1.2k

warnings : sexual content / minors don’t interact or you’ll be blocked. established relationship, porn what plot, marriage, teasing, pinching (one small one), vaginal sex, mocking, slight degradation, praise, orgasm denial, spanking, unprotected sex, creampie, superb aftercare, leon being the most attentive husband.

author’s note : i deceived even myself while writing this.

leon’s a gentle lover, both inside and outside the bedroom. he doesn’t rush things, he doesn’t care for roles— well, usually. all he wants is to love you.

when the lights turn out for the night and you head to bed, garments dropping to the floor in haphazard clumps, he’ll pick you up, drop you on the bed. bouncing on impact, you giggle but he silences it with a soft peck.

before long, he’s inside you. so deep, so full, that a lump peeks out at your lower belly.

a kiss is pressed to the corner of your lips, hand pushing against the bulge his cock made in your tummy. “feel that?” he rumbles.

he doesn’t need a verbal response. the way your walls clench around him is enough of a reply.

“i love you so much,” he whispers tenderly, going in for another kiss. a bit messier— he leaves a spot of spittle on your top lip.

“you squeeze around me every time i kiss you,” he notes, eye contact intense and unwavering. overwhelming.

you whine, hips squirming in protest. his mouth parts in a gruff chuckle, teasing but loving, as a hand squeezes your waist.

“don’t gimme that,” he shakes his head, blond tresses swaying, soft and fine. “it’s cute. i love how your body reacts t’me.”

“makes me feel self conscious though,” you mutter, bashful, cheekbones pink. leon’s arm boxes your head in, the other nudging the underneath of your chin until your eyes meet.

“no need to feel self conscious, honey,” he murmurs, bringing the same hand down to your side, stroking the bare skin. “i love every part of you. especially the parts i can feel.” a firm squeeze to your side, flesh spilling through his fingers.

“‘m sure you feel same, don’t you?” he deduces, retracting his hips and bringing them back down, cock dragging along your aching walls. he notices your eyebrows quivering, teeth sinking into your bottom lip.

“right?” he presses, wanting words from you.

when he still gets nothing, aside from a shy side glance, he pumps into you with another broad stroke— a solid clap of the skin of your hips meeting.

“yes,” you reply, voice bordering on a whine. his lips tick upward at your compliance. “that’s better.”

he sits back on his haunches, the backs of your thighs laid out over his.

“so whiney,” he muses, hips flexing as he pushes himself in deeper. when he feels your walls flutter deliciously, a sharp breath escapes his nose. “is that all it takes to get you like this?”

you mewl weakly, head turning away, but leon’s quick to grasp your chin, pulling you right back to him.

“no, no,” he shakes his head, oozing disappointment. “don’t look away from me.”

you have no time to speak, no time to form a thought before he started rutting against you, slowly at first but as you grew wetter, the soft squelch of your pussy in his ears, it wasn’t long before he was rocking into you in breakneck speed, the bed frame creaking under you two.

“shit,” leon hisses, sweat plastering blond hairs to his forehead, and you whimpering under him wasn’t helping.

you keen, hips bucking upward to meet his, fingers tangled in the sheets.

“look at you,” he pants, the snap of his hips relentless, angling himself forward to just barely cage you in. “so desperate for it.”

when you whine, arm coming up to shield your eyes, leon’s quick to protest.

“ah, ah,” he scolds, slowing to a tantalizing roll, cock nudging against that aching spot that sent shockwaves up your spine. “look at me, sweetheart.”

reluctantly, you remove your arm and your husband comes back into view, in all his greek-god-like glory as he now hovers over you, chests nearly touching.

all the teasing from before seemed to melt away for a split second, replaced with tenderness reserved only for you.

“there she is,” he whispers, the speed of his thrusts increasing once more. “that’s right. look at me.”

you whimper, giving him a wounded little princess expression, and he could feel just how weak you’d become. your legs trembled around his waist, tight hole twitching around his dick torturously.

“don’t give me that look,” he groans, pinching your side, not enough to hurt but enough to make you snap out of whatever pout-filled haze you were in.

“you’re not cumming yet,” he states it like a fact, a soldier being given a command. to drive his point home, his hips surge forward, pelvis smacking against your clit, hard, drawing an immediate mewl from you. “you can hold out a little longer, i know you can.”

“i can’t,” you sob, shaking your head frantically, toeing on the line of release, blood roaring in your ears.

“you can and you will,” he demands, pulling out of you, leaving you empty and unsatisfied.

you’re flipped onto your stomach before you can complain, hand grasping your hip while the other works his cock back into your sensitive channel.

your toes curl, knees bending as you try not to squirm out of his grip.

“lie still,” he grits, firm hand swatting at your ass, your flesh jiggling on impact. “‘m not gonna tell you again.”

and then he’s right back to where he was before, thrusting into you so hard your whole body jolts.

“takin’ it so well, honey,” he praises in the midst of his panting, coming down to your level, chest-to-back, lips brushing your ear.

“so sensitive,” he purrs, and you whimper, stuffing your mouth against a pillow.

“better bite down,” he instructs, hand winding around your front, seeking out your clit before rubbing quick circles on the little nub.

you knew what was coming. you could feel it, the slow build, the burn in your lower stomach.

“cum for me,” he shudders, grinding into your abused hole, middle finger on your clit unrelenting.

that command alone is enough. eyes rolling back, not just your legs but your entire being convulsing as your center pulsed around him, soaking his cock in your warm fluids as one final cry of ecstasy is absorbed by the pillow between your teeth.

leon’s not far behind, whining blissfully in your ear as he spills every drop of cum into you.

but he didn’t stop there, fucking the milky substance into you before finally collapsing against your back, breathing uneven.

you don’t know how long you stay there, but it was long enough that the rush had ebbed. now you were just two people, utterly close.

“was i too rough on ya?” leon finally whispers, that tender edge a stark contrast to his earlier snark.

you snicker tiredly, shaking your head. “no, i’m okay,” you’re quick to assure, laying your head on the pillow you were once biting onto for dear life.

“you sure?” he presses, tone worried and attentive, as he strokes one of your arms. “thirsty? want me to get a bath goin’?” you have a feeling he won’t stop until you give a definitive answer.

“water’s fine,” you concede, eyelids heavy. a bath was out of question, sleep was pulling you under fast.

“you got it,” he agrees, leaving a trail of feathery kisses along your shoulder before pulling out with a slight, wet pop. “lemme get you cleaned up first.”

and he does, wiping you down with a warm cloth before offering you a full glass of water complete with a straw (he insists). he won’t leave you alone until you’ve had at least four sips.

afterward, he gets back into bed with you, all tangled limbs and murmured sentiments until you both drift off.

[bittsandpieces]

i got asked on a date 🥰

[enden-k]

i swear, im so weak for every character who has this kind of face ughhh the kind who always smile but it never reaches their eyes (changli ONE CHANCE PLEASE)

[seiwas]

for writing game, iwaizumi + assistance <3

hope this sparks some inspo and thank you in advancee

hi there!! thanks for sending in a prompt 🫶

contains: friends to lovers (ish), halloween parties, reader is dressed as catwoman, expletives, iwaizumi is thiiiiis 🤏 close to murdering seijoh4 (jk)

iwaizumi + assistance

this is a set-up.

iwaizumi knows he shouldn't have fucking believed anything the boys "promised" him back when they assigned him this costume.

the suit is fucking tight, spandex digging into his groins and all other crevices that definitely should be aired out after after a few hours. he's had to constantly readjust his stance almost every few minutes, the black fabric compressing his thighs and torso, significantly constricting the range of motion his shoulders and arms are typically used to. if anything else, it could double up as a back brace from how rigidly straight it's kept his posture all night.

he'll give it to makki though; he did outdo himself sourcing this year's costumes―this batman set looks pretty damn legit.

except for one tiny problem.

there's no fucking pee hole. it's a zip-up, zip-down one-piece situation. and that normally wouldn't be a problem, except that oikawa "accidentally" knocked over a cocktail straight into his pants, the sickeningly sweet liquid now seeping straight into the fabric and past his boxers―cold and sticky as it touches his skin.

and so, the problem: his pants are wet, it makes him want to fucking pee, and coincidentally, the only vacant bathroom is across the hall, at your apartment.

this is why he believes this is a set up. that, and the fact that you're dressed in an outfit strikingly similar―just with cat ears.

he's been asked five times in this party if you're in matching couple outfits.

it catches him off guard, flusters him because of how badly he wants to say yes. but, you're just friends, and he doesn't even think you like him that way (despite mattsun and oikawa practically begging him to confess. makki tells him he thinks you're going to do it first).

so he politely smiles and says no, but you look good, your costume clinging to you in all the right places. thank fucking god he has a cape because he's pretty sure he spent the first 30 minutes in the party hiding his boner.

"hajime, it's fine, i swear," you stand beside him in front of the conveniently locked bathroom in oikawa's apartment. from the other side of the door, he's pretty sure he hears mattsun and his girlfriend mumbling. maybe fucking? who knows. "you can just use the bathroom in my apartment."

he glances at you before closing his eyes, contemplating, before finally agreeing to you.

"okay."

if he's being honest with himself, friends is definitely an incomplete label to what you are. as oikawa's neighbor, you are conveniently around all the time; and oikawa being oikawa, the ever-social butterfly, he's somehow managed to carve a space for you in the friend group.

(never mind the fact that oikawa's sniffed him out from the moment he first introduced you.)

you were a crush, then a friend, and now you're someone he picks up from work and drives back home three times a week, because he "has to train oikawa." you don't question it, even when you both know he stays over for dinner way past the gym's open hours.

"you know where it is," you open your apartment and urge him in.

"sorry again," he turns to face you.

"yeah, yeah, just pee!" you laugh, shoving him towards the bathroom door.

getting out of the suit is manageable, and he's able to wipe off a bit of the cocktail that's leaked to the suit and his boxers just to make sure it isn't gross and sticky when he gets home later. peeing is a big relief once he gets it over with, but it's when he has to suit up again that things become difficult.

stretching out the spandex one body part at a time is a workout in itself―the hardest task being when he has to pull it over his shoulders, adjusting it to fit properly over his arms and chest.

but then the zipper breaks.

and he truly thinks makki has fucked him over.

iwaizumi contemplates what to do next for a good, good while. he tries calling oikawa, only to no success every time; no way in hell is he calling mattsun in the middle of having sex. and calling makki isn't even an option; he'd never hear the end of it.

then you knock on the door, your voice soft and concerned as you ask, "hajime? you good in there?" you hit it spot on, too, "do you need help with your suit?"

iwaizumi presses his palms to his eyes. he's a rational man, straightforward and logical in thinking. there is literally no other option for him right now but to ask help from you. again.

fuck.

.

it's 30 minutes later when oikawa barges in your door, and the sight that greets him is iwaizumi in nothing but a hoodie (the hoodie you borrowed some time ago) and his boxers, with his hands on your waist as you hover your hairdryer over the crotch of his batman costume―cat headpiece off and all.

"you finally got together?!"

[suguwu]

rin who has always had a crush on you, one of sae's best friends, and then drunkenly hooks up with you at sae's wedding when you're both in the wedding party

[fuumiku]

Tallman modern AU with these dunmeshi awful little men always grip me in a chokehold… Just a man with no friends except his dog. A guy and his best friend, "It’s you and me against the world buddy", taking his dog everywhere because the human has separation anxiety.

[utilitycaster]

something interesting I've noticed in this campaign's discourse is that there's a fascinating moving of goalposts closer to what I (and others with similar opinions) said originally. Like, consider:

this ship isn't interesting because it lacks conflict being met first with "yes it is, you're just evil haters" to "must ships have conflict to be interesting?" to "well if things were DIFFERENT you'd like it"-style claims, threaded through constantly with "obviously it's great/bc I have eyes" tell-and-never-explain style arguments

or

"Bells Hells isn't as bonded" met with "YES THEY ARE THEY PLAYED WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THAT??" to "they would be bonded, but for the plot, which I see as something separable from the story and not the story itself" to "um actually it's better that they're not because that makes it different from the past campaigns where the characters had strong and complex relationships with each other, and novelty is always superior."

[animation-is-my-jam]

What would Tobey's reaction be if he knew Becky had a crush on Hunter Throbheart? It's a shame we never got that in the show 😂. Or if he found out WordGirl thought Hunter was cute.

You're right. It really is a shame Hunter was only allowed to do one thing in an episode, and then he's in background banishment. The idea of another blonde British kid who is the suave type who Tobey thinks he is, that's funny. Like that had to be the kinda intent he had, Tobey literally was after him in the auditions. And that brief look, ough the sight hatred and envy was burning.

How would he react to Becky's little crush on Hunter? I'm going more on canon thinking. But I can see him just being annoyed at it. Tobey recognizes how many other students already swoon for Hunter, so he would just think Becky is another silly girl who has fallen for Hunter's superficial charms. He would be disappointed that Becky, who he doesn't think highly of, but at least thought would be more self-aware of how shallow the attraction is. And this is all "DEFINITELY NOT" because he's major coping with his own insecurities about his own looks and charms, and is projecting. And also he doesn't get especially peeved at Becky fawning for a more taller, winsome, British kid than him.

And about the idea of Wordgirl, like letting it slip by publicly on who she thought was cute and like taking interest in Hunter when like rescuing him. Then buddy Hunter got a day before Tobey pulls up with his robots/lhj

Hunter is so funny to me because he screams, "Fake it, until you make it" to me. Not in his accent, I think that's real. But in how he acts. Like we saw in the Romeo and Juliet episode, how he got bad stage frieght despite putting on this overconfident face. I think he's putting on a mask and is not really true to himself. I'm sure he loves the attention and probably is very snooty and has his vanity, but he probably wants to be more than just the boastful charmer. So I can't see the boyo be this actual antagonist force for Tobey, we all know Tobey...he gets heated on one-sided beefs all the time. But Hunter might screw with him once in a while, probably fake flirt with Becky just to annoy him. (It's a headcanon of mine that Hunter is convinced Tobey has a crush on Becky. When even Tobey doesn't know that yet).

[didderd]

erm. erm. th urge to draw this may or may not hav kept me awake 👀

(vry mild suggestive)

i do not simp many swaps but...