#but if i dont have a hot breakfast i feel like i will explode (or fall back asleep forever due to the vast emptiness in my tummy)

[mysticarcanum]

needed to eat yogurt, granola and fruit for breakfast because both are gonna go bad. but caved to the siren song of steamed eggs, sausage, kimchi and rice

however i have a brilliant plan. today is now an all day breakfast day. i shall be having a yogurt lunch AND, for the sake of nothing but DECADENCE, blueberry pancakes and bacon for dinner. maybe i should do this every day. i could live off breakfast foods forever and ever

[halcome]

Oh gods I didn't even realize it was Saturday, new Wild Life ep let's go!!! Wooo!!!

(reacting as I watch below)

Gonna do my heart a favor and just edit this post as I watch, seems to be a calm session but with the speed mechanics its only a matter of time before I see someone run off a cliff. Still recovering from the snails, small morsels of content are a must.

Grian's Wild Life Ep. 4

Grian and Mumbo doing their best to help Skizz murder is a delight as always, but I feel like their plans always seem to benefit them in the end and not Skizz.

Already terrified of the minecart cannon Grian made and I dont think theyre fast enough yet to launch it far.

Made some breakfast, some scrambled eggs with peppers and a side of, OMG SCAR

I probs should've guessed he'd immediately put a tnt minecart down to test it but everyone was so close by, gave me a lil scare. Also does Mumbo not have self preservation instincts? Cause everyone backed up but he kept staring at it, barely inching away. Guessing his redstone and curiosity instincts were stronger than his need to stay yellow.

Grian: Mumbo, is the moon fast?

Omg he said the line!

If I remember correctly speed + tnt minecart = more power, Grian holding up a shield was a good effort but dear lord that was quite the death.

Genuinely, what on earth just happened?

Mumbo died the most Looney Toon death I've ever seen, running for water and turned to ash. Scar was an absolute menace too, shooting Grian off that ledge was a very Hot Guy move. I wonder if he'll make it to the very end? I know Grian's targeting Scar now but something tells me he's gonna survive by sheer dumb luck.

SmallishBeans' Wild Life Ep. 4

Cool guys don't look at explosions! Something, something, TNT takes 4 seconds to explode. Timings are demolished.

8:00 Joel on his ballerina arc.

Took a break to finish homework, came back to Jimmy trying to take a chunk out of Joel's "somewhere" ??? Usual shenanigans it seems.

Seen Skizz frolicking in the sunflowers twice now from 2 different viewpoints, he's really enjoying his time on a death game server, proud of em.

Absolutely loving how proud everyone is of Mumbo getting a kill, always nice to see the little reminders that even though this is a death game of bloodshed and betrayal they're still friends in the end. Though I have seen clips of Bdubs holding grudges, so while everyone is friend shaped, they are not forgive and forget shaped.

Joel giving so many diamonds to Lizzie is incredible. Man's forever smitten with his missus. Lizzie the absolute queen!

Absolute chaos at the end with how Joel edited it. I know it was technical difficulties but it just fits so well with how chaotic it was.

Mumbo Jumbo's Wild Life Ep. 4

I know Mumbo placed the creeper from Grian's POV but goodness he's a little rascal given the chance.

Omg that Scott kill though was smooth as heck. He waited so long and it paid off big time. Little block break and plop, there goes the Scott! Absolutely loved how simple it went, the silence from Scott as his brain caught up to him was amazing too. I gotta watch his POV next for sure!

Is it just me or is Mumbo really going after Scott? Tasted blood and immediately became addicted to the one source. If Mumbo ends up being the reason Scott's out of the series ima laugh. The amount of paranoia Scott would have by the end of it would be immense.

And he gave up... Welp, can't wait to see him try and kill Gem next session!

[batemansluvrr]

here’s another one-shot since i stopped writing them for a while, i think it’s time to start again, dont y’all think?

word count: 1.3k

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— 𝐼𝑁𝑇𝑅𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑈𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐷𝐸𝑆𝐼𝑅𝐸

You were taking an hot bath, relaxing at the feeling of the soft bubbles surrounding your pretty curves while the tepid water kept running. That time, you woke up earlier, the idea of surprising Patrick with a delicious breakfast seemed to interest you, in fact, you couldn’t think about anything but waking your boyfriend up with that bright smile that he always adored. After all, Bateman was the one who always gave you things, that man always wanted the fucking best for you. This time he brought you to an elegant apartment in Italy and you couldn’t believe that when he told you about this magic yet super expensive holiday. He always tried to get a reservation at the best restaurants, he always bought you the prettiest yet expensive dresses, but what did you do for him? You didn’t want to satisfy him just with his sexual needs, you really wanted to make him happy. You wanted to spend your entire life with him. Even though you knew a breakfast would not have changed things, you thought that could have been a nice start. You tilted your head to the side noticing the water that had almost filled the bathtub, you closed the faucet and threw your head back again, closing your eyes, immersing yourself completely.

��Why is my princess already awake?” You immediately turned to look at him, with his messy hair all over is perfect features, he was so perfect that you couldn’t even formulate a sentence. Patrick started smirking, noticing the way you were glancing at him, he then took advantage of the moment by starting to examine every inch of your body completely exposed to his gaze. Suddenly, you felt embarrassed and decided to cover your breast with one hand while the other one was covering your vagina. Bateman changed his expression radically, that look he was giving you had trasformed into a death stare while he was gritting his teeth. You tried to look at him, but that was too hard for that little mind of yours, and you knew you couldn’t complain anything about him, because one: he was so-fucking-perfect, two: you didn’t have the balls to do something like that, three: he would’ve punished you.

“Pumpkin, don’t hide your body like that. You know how much your Daddy wants to see you.” He added, while getting closer to you with his mischievous grin printed on his face. You sighed and finally decided to obey, breaking the weird eye-contact you two were having. A small gasp left Patrick’s lips at the sight of your naked body, and your silly face wasn’t helping at all, because it kept excite him more and more. Bateman started to undress himself as you were going to explode when you saw his sculpted-like-a-Greek-God chest. When Patrick joined you in the bathtub, you realized that your plan was ruined, ‘cause you knew how that day would’ve ended. He starter caressing your cheeks that at that moment were burning like fire, and then he moved to your sensual lips who were happy to receive his long finger. You immediately understood what he wanted and took all of his finger deep inside your throat, sucking it, twisting your tongue around it. Your boyfriend let out a sigh and mumbled something at that amazing paradise he was gladly admiring. You kept doing that movements sensually, while his hand was tracing illusory lines all over your body. Your pretty frame jolted at the feeling of his sudden touch, even though your tempting skin was encouraging him to do more.

“Jesus, you’re so needy.” You threw your head back again, finally admitting how much you were open for his touch. You bit your lower lip, trying to suppress a moan, but Patrick seemed to not appreciate that, in fact, he was staring at you in disappointment, while his deep dark pupils were examining your reaction. He was going to explore your inner thigh even more when suddenly, his phone rang. You were mentally begging him to not leave you like that, but it didn’t work since he just went to the bedroom, leaving you all alone and needy. “I’m sorry little one, work is work.”

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You were reading a book on Patrick’s expensive couch, he practically spent the day answering the phone and sending e-mails to his co-workers. Even though you knew he wanted you too, you had to admit that you were feeling sad. After reading almost six chapters you decided to go to sleep, but the figure of Patrick, standing near the door, his chest exposed, made you almost fall off the sofa. You bit your lower lip, turning to the side and smiled at the feeling of the blanket warming you up. “Baby..” Bateman called you in a low, sexy tone while getting closer to the couch. You immediately closed your eyes, you didn’t want to give onto his temptations. “Oh, c’mon. I noticed the way you glanced at me. You should have seen yourself, you were mentally begging me to give you attention.” After feeling your cheeks burning in embarrassment, you got up and got enough close to him to feel his hot breath on your neck. You kept staring and the floor for almost a minute when suddenly you finally decided to speak. “And what’s wrong with that?” Patrick immediately lifted up your chin, devouring you with his intense gaze.

“Let's just continue what we started, shall we?” Patrick murmured into your ear, nibbling on your lobe lightly as he started caressing your pretty curves. Then, you kissed him on his soft lips, begging for more while his hands kept exploring your delicate yet succulent body. He returned the kiss eagerly, deepening it until your lips part. He then pulled you closer and nuzzled against your neck affectionately. “Sweetheart, you're the best thing that ever happened to me.” You couldn’t do nothing but bit your lower lip, trying to contain your excitement. Bateman smiled devilishly and took your hand, leading you to the bedroom where he had set up an array of toys and erotic accessories. “I couldn’t wait any longer,” he murmured huskily, running his hands over your body as he guided you to the bed. “Oh darling, you can’t even imagine how badly I wanted this.” He leaned forward and captured your mouth in a deep kiss, exploring every inch of it with his tongue as he moved your panties to the side and slided two fingers inside your tight wet pussy before bringing one of the vibrators closer to your face. “You like this toy, don't you?” He asks, teasing you further with his words as he continued using the toy deeper and faster inside you. “M-mmh! Y-yes Daddy.. Please ruin me.” Patrick smiled at your response and simultaneously increased the intensity of the vibrations from the toy. His actions drove you wild, pushing you closer and closer towards the edge of orgasmic bliss. Your moans become louder and more desperate, until you reached the peak. Bateman chuckled softly at the sight of your weak body that was taking everything he gave you, he picked up the vibe once more and pressed it against your opening again. His movements became slower this time, allowing you to adjust to the sensation before continuing their mutual pleasure. “God.. This feels.. feels so amazing-Ahh!” He smiled wickedly and increases the speed of the vibrator again, intensifying the sensations as they reach a fever pitch. But when you were close to your second orgasm, he stopped and pulled the toy out of you completely, leaving you panting and wanting more. “My turn now.”

“Uh-uh! You won’t get my pussy so easily Daddy.. Maybe when you’ll understand how to behave with your ‘fuckdoll’ I might consider the idea.” Patrick immediately widened his eyes, incapable to realize what you just said. He just smirked in reply, accepting that little challenge of yours, thinking about the way he’ll fuck that little attitude out of you.

[awesomehoggirl]

primrose yellogazello awesomehoggirl favourite breakfast recipe with timings

- go to the kitchen and put on a video essay currently im on a mina le kick

- 40g scottish porridge oats mine are from tesco. thinking of switching this up to oat bran soon will report back

- half scoop of chocolate hazelnut protein powder

- add water More water than you think you will need. u should not be able to see the oats for the water. why not milk! I don't like milk. so get out of here

- put in microwave for 1 min 30 secs IN THE MEANTIME get ur frozen berries of choice out the freezer and put them into a little bowl. also put the kettle on and freehand pour instant coffee into your dolly parton mug

- oats are cooked and have sapped up every drop of moisture. take them out and put the berries in for like 20 seconds just to defrost them a bit. while they cook add a bit of the kettle water to the oats at intervals and stir until they are your preferred texture

- take berries out before they explode into pulp and chop up any big ones So you do not have unbalanced mouthfuls later on. add to oats and stir

- whack that into the microwave for a little bit longer literally just the time it takes to get ur greek yogurt out the fridge and pour boiling water into your coffee mug. this allows them to be piping hot for the duration of eating (lukewarm oatmeal sux)

- add more water if needed. now add a little dollop of greek yogurt on top and however much cinnamon ur heart desires. many oat lovers add peanut butter but please dont because im mildly allergic

- go to your eating place (mine is my desk For i live in a student house) with your video essay and open NYT games page. connections first then strands then wordle then mini to finish

Congratulations you did so well. For maximum accuracy eat this at 11am because you always wake up feeling nauseous

[self-loathing-angel-of-thursday2]

Beautiful Spouse’s Rewatch Thoughts SPN 11x23 Alpha and Omega 

“That would get really hard to deal with after a while” “horny much?” “Why wouldn’t they? If dogs ever went to sleep, they’d have to break the fast, which would become breakfast” “unless it’s some supernatural kind of dog, it would probably have to sleep, but I don’t know that much about dogs” “Hey I think we’re showing off the apocalypse or whatever” “Oh hey. It’s that first episode of Doctor Who or whatever” “I’m with Dean on this one again” “one thing I don’t know is that once the sun is consumed, idk what elements are next, it has to start diffusing iron is when it stops. How soon would we notice its expansion” Spouse talked about the sun exploding for about 10 minutes so we paused the episode

“Dude who is this jackass? TV preachers have way more money than this guy. Look how yellow his teeth are. Have you ever seen a TV preacher with yellow teeth?” “That’s an accent” “really” “I like how the one photo is in color. IN the group of four on the left” “What the hell is Crowley thinking? He sniffs it and it’s terrible. From this moment until the focus shifts, he does something with his eyes. What is he thinking? He’s thinking about Rowena I suppose. He’s like oh this liquor is terrible, but then his eyes do the shifty thing” “I’m sorry, but it took me way too long to realize that isn’t cleavage” laughter

“Wait aren’t we 12 years in or however many bottles” “How is Dean not pissed off at Cas? Is he just coping with the end of the world? He’s not mad at Cas” “what?” “wait how…wouldn’t there be millions of souls in heaven or hell? And a couple thousand over the millions of souls elsewhere. Let’s raid the crematorium? It’s like orders of magnitude off” “don’t stop pouring. You’re not done.” “You look like you’re in a rush and then it’s not a big deal. See? You should have finished” “I have actually shot a shotgun in an enclosed building without hearing protection, and I have hearing damage. How have they not talked about this yet?” “It’s the loudest thing you’ll hear in your life, and everything sound quieter for like 3 days” “I’m missing something” “If they don’t know what caused the bunker to do that, and the bunker did that, I’m pretty certain a gun isn’t enough” “exactly” “she’s not a goat. Like a billy goat” “why you guys busting goats?” “you could do a goat simulator but ghost simulator and make it like supernatural but just as obnoxious” “I don’t think bats associate with birds really” “what the fuck’ “are they trying to imply some shit? I don’t know what I missed” “business up front. Party in the back” “how much is worse is flame broiled vs regular broiled? But I suppose I dont’ know what that feels like” “Only hot on one side? I dont understand” “This conversation should have happened beforehand” “he kissed his mom on TV” “I mean hasn’t that what Dean has been asking for this whole time? I don’t think that’s going to help” “I’ve watched my fair share of chick flicks” “Wait how did Chuck know where to snap Dean off to” laughter

“So it’s just the sun then?” “obviously” “wait isn’t this last episode?” “so they got the sun diffusing hydrogen again?” “idk how you measure that quantity of hydrogen, but it’s a lot and back into the sun” “did they disarm the trigger?” “what the fuck?”

[i-like-writing-stuff]

sorry [five hargreeves x reader]

request: wanted to say I love ur 5 fics and how you portray their relationship as old partners :”) 💖If it’s not trouble to do (Dont feel obligated plz) I had this idea of 5 and reader having a fight and them being too prideful or bitter to apologize. Reader ignores him for some time and Five gets grumpier than usual bc of that. To the point where, one of his siblings tell him to just stop being children, apologize and give them flowers. But he finds it hard bc he is not good with that kinda of stuff ☺️

a/n: thank youuu <3, i try my best to keep the tua characters in... well, character lol- as much as possible! i hope this fic turned the way you wanted it, anyway- enjoy!!~

summary: five gets grumpy when his girlfriend gives him the silent treatment for being a jerk... shocker.

“Could you stop for one damn second and relax?!” You yelled at your boyfriend, already stressed out by the way he had been almost carving a hole through the floor of the living room with all his pacing.

“Relax?!” Five yelled, turning to glare at you, “Do you even realize how stupid you sound?! How could I relax- I lost my last lead on that fucking eye!”

“Come again?” You raised a brow, crossing your arms as you watched him curiously. Did he just call you stupid indirectly?

Your nerves were tugging at the last threads of patience you had left within you- they had been doing that for a few days. You knew that life wouldn’t be quiet when you decided to give a relationship with your partner a shot, but you never expected things to get so messy.

Not only you followed his grumpy butt all the way to 2019 to stop an apocalypse- which you couldn’t care less about, now you had been stuck in your younger bodies because he miscalculated something before traveling in time. On top of all that, he had been a jerk to his siblings- which you grew quite fond of and viceversa, he also started being an asshole to you, all because he couldn’t find a way to stop the apocalypse.

“Five Hargreeves, did you just call me stupid?” You asked, seeing that he was frozen in place, going back over his words in his mind.

“Not exactly.” He knitted his brows in confusion, before realizing the irritated look on your face, “I don’t have time for this, Y/N.”

“You think I had any time these past two years putting up with your shit?” You retorted, making him raise his brows in surprise by your sudden burst, “Screw you, asshole.”

“Now that was rude!” He yelled after you, once you started walking out of the room, completely ignoring him, “Y/N!”

You had been with the Commission for over four decades, you completely trusted its choices, since you never were given a reason not to. Well, that was until the Handler recruited Five Hargreeves. He was about four-five years older than you, but nonetheless still had the impeccable skills of an assassin- just what the organization wanted and needed.

You, being one of the Handler’s most trusted agents, she assigned him under your wing in the beginning until he’d get adjusted. So, he became your partner, it didn’t take long until he became your partner in the real sense of the word.

Five was in love with you- stupidly in love with you. He loved your wit and your kindness, he loved that he could have intellectual conversations with you for hours on end, he loved the fact that he’d feel whole again with just one look at your face, your smile, your eyes.

But he was a prideful man, he knew that. If he was wrong- which he rarely was, he had no intention of apologizing. You knew how important stopping the apocalypse was to him, but... it pained you to see him almost lose his shit completely when he loses the last remaining lead.

For the next couple of hours, you completely avoided him at all costs until he’d get that stick out of his ass and apologize. 

And he’d better have a grand way of doing it.

You knew that it was not like him- he’d never apologize, and the fact that you were avoiding him was not making it any easier on him, but you were beyond pissed. Even if he may not have meant it, all you tried to do was help him relax for a moment, take a breather before that pretty head of his would explode. And in return? 

In return, Five fucking Hargreeves continues being an asshole- what a surprise.

“Jesus, where did all the caffeine in this house go?!” Five groaned, searching the cupboards in the kitchen, feeling grumpier than usual.

“I told you- dad didn’t like it.” Allison reminded him, as she and Luther sat at the table, watching him in confusion, “What’s got into you?”

“What are you talking about?” He asked, not done yet with his search- he wanted at least something that felt like coffee, “Come on- we don’t even have... coffee flavored fucking chocolate or some shit like that..?” He mumbled, shutting the cupboard with a loud smack.

“She means... you’re... grumpier... than usual...” Luther hesitantly explained, afraid that his little-older psychotic brother might have finally snapped.

“Mind your business, will ya?” Five asked with a fake smile, stomping out of the kitchen.

“I love Y/N, I swear I do... and oddly enough, Five too.” Allison spoke up, “But honestly, what was she thinking becoming his girlfriend?”

“I am just happy for her they’re not married.” Luther shrugged, resting his hand on his palm, as Diego walked into the kitchen;

“Is it just me or is Five a lesser ray of sunshine than usual?”

The following day, you treated Five with the same coldness as the prior day, which really drove him insane. Not only he spent the night in his bed alone, since you decided to bunk for the night in one of the empty rooms, but now you were still giving him the silent treatment.

Luckily, during breakfast, the Hargreeves siblings finally managed to understand what was going on.

“Hey, Diego, do you think we can pay Eudora a visit at the station after breakfast?” You asked the man, “I promised her the other day some files to help with an investigation she has on the side.”

“Sure thing.” Diego smiled, looking forward to seeing the detective again, even if he bickered with her from time to time.

“What files?” Five asked curiously.

“Vanya, can you please pass me the salt?” You ignored him, smiling at his sister.

Vanya raised a brow, unsure what to do, as the other siblings were piecing the puzzle together. Five raised a brow, as you avoided eye contact with him, waiting for the salt shaker which was, ironically, closer to him than Vanya.

“Here.” He said, reaching for it before his sister, handing it to you.

You looked at him with a smile, then at the salt shaker that was waiting on you to pick it from your boyfriend’s hand. Instead, you scoffed, getting up from your seat with your plate in your hands, suddenly losing your appetite.

“I am gonna go change.” You declared, placing your dish in the sink, “Diego, I’ll wait for you in the car.”

“Unbelievable....” Five muttered, throwing the salt shaker somewhere on the table, before abruptly getting up from his seat to pour himself a cup of freshly made coffee- Klaus made sure to stock up since Allison and Luther told him what had happened the other day.

“Why is Y/N giving you the cold shoulder?” Diego asked his brother, raising a brow.

“Leave me alone.” Five muttered, leaving the room even grumpier, with his hot cup of coffee in his hand to at least soothe him down a bit.

“Five!” Allison yelled after him, but he was already out of there, “Urgh, he’s such a child!”

After you and Diego had left the Hargreeves mansion, Five found it hard to focus on trying to get another lead on the prosthetic eye- he could not stop thinking about the fact that it almost had been twenty four hours since the woman he loved had chosen to deliberately ignore him, all because his stupid mouth could not help snapping at her.

What a moron he was, he knew that.

“Y/N told me what happened.” Allison told her brother, entering his room softly, watching as he laid on his bed on his back, “And woah- aren’t you an asshole?”

“What do you want, Allison?” He asked, rolling his eyes, staring up at his ceiling.

“Here’s a crazy idea... why don’t you apologize?” She suggested, crossing her arms.

“Have you... met me?” Five frowned, lifting his head to watch his sister in confusion.

“Look, you and Y/N both need to stop being children!” She said, “I know you may have teen bodies, but aren’t you both like over fifty? Honestly, Five...”

“Knowing I will regret this, what do you suggest, Allison?” Five asked with a sigh, watching as his sister smirked in response.

You and Diego didn’t really take long to finish your business at the police station. In about thirty minutes, you both were back on your way home, unaware of the big surprise that was waiting for you.

You entered the house, stretching your arms, already telling yourself you needed a drink, even if it was only noon. You figured a glass of some expensive bourbon would calm you down, so you made your way in the living room, as Diego went to his room in his own business.

Although, you couldn’t help but widen your eyes in surprise, as you stopped in your tracks once your look fell on Five, who was sitting at the bar with a Margarita in one hand, and a big bouquet of flowers rested in his lap.

“Five?” You frowned, stepping towards him confused.

Never in his life, would Five ever think he’d be so happy to hear his name on your lips. He softly smiled, realizing that Allison’s plan was working, as you finally spoke to him, even if it was one word.

“Y/N.” Five gulped, setting down his glass to jump off the stool, “These are for you...” He hesitantly said, stretching his hands towards you, as he held the big, colorful bouquet of all sorts of flowers towards you.

“I... Uh... what?” You frowned, taken aback by the gesture.

Five wasn’t necessarily the romantic type, so this was the first bouquet of flowers you ever received from him. You knew he loved you with all his heart and he was in love with you, that’s why you didn’t care about the romantic gestures he never did- but, right now, watching his cheeks turn into a slight shade of pink as he was biting on his bottom lip anxiously- your heart melted.

Allison had given him all sorts of advice on how to apologize to you with the help of Vanya, since they were both well aware of the fact that their brother was not capable of saying such words by himself. But right now, as you stood before him, Five had forgotten all that they taught him.

“I... I suck at this kind of stuff, I gotta be honest.” Five sighed, stepping closer to you, still with the bouquet in his hands, as you were still hesitant, “I... I shouldn’t have snapped at you, Y/N, I know. You didn’t deserve to be told that, even if I didn’t mean it at all. I swear, I was only mad and I never meant to take it out on you.”

“Oh my God.” You covered your mouth in shock, “Are you... actually... trying to apologize to me?”

“Sort of... yeah...” Five sighed, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, “Look, what I am trying to say... What I am trying to say is that I appreciate your love, and having your support with me, and I know you care about my well-being.”

“Keep going...” You smirked, stepping closer to him, “Come on... they are three simple words.”

“Right...” Five sighed, running a hand through his hair, “Look, Y/N? I... I am...”

You didn’t even let him finish, as you softly took the bouquet out of his hand not to squish it, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him into a tight hug. You knew how hard it must have been so far for a know-it-all like Five to say that, so you didn’t want to push him further. To you it was enough that he at least felt sorry for bursting like that.

“I love you.” Five sighed, wrapping his arms around your waist, “And I truly mean what I said earlier.”

“I love you too.” You smiled, not yet pulling away from the loving embrace, “And I know... I know...”

Five pulled away to smile down at you, “Thank you for being so understanding... and supportive.”

“I’d say it is my pleasure, but I’d be lying.” You teased him, bopping his nose with the free hand that was not wrapped around his neck still and holding the flowers.

“Hilarious.” Five sarcastically said, slowly leaning in, “I think I liked it better when you weren’t talking.”

“Really?” You scoffed, but before you could continue the playful banter, Five had already captured your lips into a soft kiss, finding a better way to shut you up.

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

Dumbass got stabbed III

I really thought I had finished with this two shot but after a request from @/booksrlife300 on ao3 asking for the aftermath I really couldn't resist making it a three shot. And my writing demon certainly agreed because it really went wild during my plane ride.

Anyway here is part three (and i think the final part) to dumbass got stabbed.

Recap (since it's been over a year):

Percy gets stabbed by a monster after coming back from the movies with his friends and the first place he goes to is Jason's house. Jason nearly has a heart attack after Percy collapses on his door and then he pulls him inside and stitches him all up.

This fic starts with Percy waking up the next morning.

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Percy wakes up to searing pain. It spills across his skin like an upturned sowing box. He doesn't know where it's coming from because it feels like it's coming from everywhere. He can't even take stock of his body because he feels like one big pincushion. He supposes being stabbed makes him a pincushion.

He doesn't want to open his eyes. He can feel the light behind them. Too bright. Too loud. Too not how he feels.

He feels like deep darkness. Like the darkness just before a star explodes. The darkness before the sky erupts. The kind that blankets all of his senses except the one that pings danger. That's red and wailing at him. But then pain so untamed it turns his vision orange lances across his side and his eyes snap open with a low howl.

He can see white ceiling. He can see black dots. He hears scrambling, clothes rustling and something falling over. And then he can see blue eyes. And then he can see skies and oceans and glass bottles and concern like mothering hens staring down at him.

"Percy," His name is a growled gasp. Sleep still clinging to the strings of his friends voice box, scratching it's way down his throat.

"Hello, I'm in immense pain." Vaguely he notes that he sounds like an automated machine relaying it's faulty inner workings. That's half how he feels now that the burning-orange pain has lessened to a caution-yellow.

"Here," A golden hand, fingers wrapped in individual bandages, long and racing with green veins, holds out a square to him. It is small and unassuming. Nobody would guess it holds the food of gods. Then again nobody would guess those gods existed.

His mouth feels as though he's been eating his clothes for sustenance the last week. All heavy tongue, dry saliva glands, and teeth too smudgy to be healthy. He considers turning the square away for some toothpaste and a glass of water. But neither of those are going to magically cure the wound marking his side. So he opens his mouth, his jaw, and let's Jason drop the square onto his tongue. Warm fingers brush his lips as they pull back and he wants to chase the lightning-blue zing that they leave behind against his sarcastic mouth.

Instead he snaps himself shut and chews slowly. Only half interested in the cookies, then brownies, then soda— which he somehow knows is blue— disappears down his throat. He feels the magic working through his veins, skin stitching itself together. A headache he didn't know he had disappates.

With a long exhale he relaxes back against cotton cushions and finally takes a good look around the room. He has every detail of it already memorised, having spent many a day and night in this position bothering his friend endlessly. There's the singular shelf that houses old trinkets tattered and bruised from years of moving; the single arrow from Thalia's set— given in protection and as a reminder that she would always be there, for real this time; there's the gaudy new York taxi keyring he had given the blonde, now without the ring part, so of no real use; and the snow globe from Piper when she visited Paris. The soft yellow wall— lemon drizzle if you want to get specific— sits in perfect contrast to the charcoal grey of the rest of the room. It sort of embodies Jason's whole presence. The desk, well used and scattered with books and paper and Chinese takeout containers, sits in the corner opposite the bedroom, right near the window. He says if he can see the city he can breathe a little easier. He knows what he's working towards. Percy thinks it's so he can see the sky and know there's always a way to escape.

Him and Jason are good at that. Escaping. From bad situations, from big feelings, from each other. There's always something left unsaid between them. It drives their friends mad, but it's all they can do to stop from becoming hurricanes and devouring the entire universe.

"How are you feeling?" The blonde is sitting in his swivelly squeaky desk chair, leaning over him with all sense of care and concern. It makes him feel like duck egg blue.

"Much better thank you." He attempts a grin. He hopes it's not a grimace. "No matter how many times I get stabbed it doesn't seem to hrut any less."

Jason narrows his eyes, "I wonder why."

See that's what Percy likes. Everyone else is always giving him disapproving looks and worried scoldings when he says things like that but Jason? Jason indulges him, makes it feel not so suffocating to always be injured and bruised and relying on little squares of God-food to get him through the month.

"How do I look?" This time it's definitely a grin. He can feel the green of his eyes go emerald with amusement.

"Very pretty as always." The reply is solemn, but there's a twitch of pink lips and it's all he can do to not reach over and touch it.

"Want to tell me what happened?" A frown replaces the amusement and he wants to rewind the last few seconds again and again. "You were a little...out of it when you showed up."

"Yes I suppose getting attacked by a monster makes all the smart chemicals in my brain go a little foamy."

"You don't know what attacked you?"

And he is pinned to the bed, to the room, to the world. Because nobody can read the words behind his words the way Jason can. Can read the emotion behind his pauses and the expressions behind his masks. He is neon purple.

"It was dark." He resigns himself to the story. When he's done, laid all the boring details bare, he studies the floors.

The silence stretches around them, cocooning them into something too delicate to touch. It feels almost awkward, or it would if he knew anything about that when he was here. Instead it's just quiet.

"Can you stand? You need a shower."

"Oof Jase," He puts a hand to his chest, hurt painted like clown's make up falling across his face. "I can't look that bad."

There's a precious smirk, full of quick whips kicking up in his friend. "It's the way you smell actually."

He takes an exaggerated whiff and nearly gags. "I smell like I'm decaying." He shudders.

A laugh bursts from the blonde and Percy doesn't want to move in case the music ends. He feels candy floss pink in that moment.

"Right up you get. I'll sort out breakfast and then you can entertain me for the day."

"You don't have to take care of me." He rolls his eyes, sitting up with a hidden wince. His feet settle on the floor. He's grateful neither of them acknowledge that he came here in a haze. That Jason did take care of him. That when his mind was nothing but blinding pain this was the first place his legs took him.

"I'm not taking care of you. I'm using you for entertainment."

What his friend doesn't realise is that Percy can read all his hidden scripture just as well. How "entertain me" means I'm keeping an eye on you. How "mind helping me with this" means I can do it just fine by myself but I want company. How winks mean "it's a joke between us" but smirks mean "it's honesty but gently". It warms his heart to know he can do this. It's a sunshine yellow thing to know someone the way they know each other.

"You good?" Jason stops at the door when he still hasn't moved from the bed.

"Yes just preparing to haul my very large body into your very small shower." He feels the eye roll more than see it. It tugs a smile onto his face.

"I'll remind you that I'm an even larger body and I make it work."

"How on earth do you ever have shower—"

"Percy Jackson!" He is snapped into a laugh.

And then he's in the bathroom and his mouth is full of mint bubbles and although there are circles as deep purple as squished plums under his eyes they shine with contentness. He doesn't fear or worry. Not here. At home, in his mother's house, he's the protector from monsters only he can decimate. At camp he is the protector from monsters that are determined to destroy. But here. He is just Percy. And his protector is cooking pancakes in the kitchen. He is just Percy. And he is sage green as he steps into the steam of the shower.

He looks down, catching the fading wound on his abdomen. His brown skin let's droplets of water rest briefly before rippling and they go racing down to the tiled floor. He stands there for a good minute just staring blankly. But then he hears the sound of a kettle whistling and it jolts him into action as he scrubs the grime and gross of yet another something trying to kill him, off his body.

By the time he's done— sweats and a loose tee rummaged from Jason's closet draping over his too hot skin— the pancakes are neatly stacked on two plates and fresh steaming coffee sits to the right of their food. He feels honey brown.

"Looks delicious."

"I know the way to your heart." The blonde shrugs.

"It's more of a journey than most bargain for." He laughs quietly.

"Dont worry I've brought my hacksaw and my hiking boots I'm willing to run through Amazonian forests."

"Well that's relieving," He grins around his mug. "I was beginning to think I'd be stranded in my stone tower forever."

"All alone?"

He snorts, "No I've made friends with all manner of being. I can't be alone, you know that." He bites into his pancake, blueberry slipping off his fork with a thudding splash into the syrup.

"I do know." The blonde's voice is all buttery and melting. And the truth that comes with it knocks a new vein into Percy's heart.

They're quiet for a few minutes as they devour their breakfast. When there's mere sips of coffee left he settles back in his chair and regards his friend.

"What manner of entertainment am I providing today?"

"Whatever you want but I'm not leaving the house."

"Oh good I don't know if I can make it ten steps out your door without half crumbling to dust these days."

"You wouldn't."

"Mhmm," He hums distractedly, gaging the weather to decide if they're going to huddle up with movies and far too many blankets or throw playing cards at each other while drowning in lemonade. It's a movie sort of day, he decides.

"You wouldn't turn to dust." Jason is saying. "You're too much god and too much good to die like monsters." There is that silent reading again.

"Maybe I was." Percy shrugs, "Before you know..."

And he doesn't need to add anymore because the big space the catches onto that sentence no matter how much time separates those events from the now still means the same thing. Before Tartarus. Before he made a ventriloquist puppet out of a goddess. Before he became unhinged.

"You are not a monster for protecting yourself. Or others." Golden voice is firm. Solid.

"You may be the only one who knows and thinks that."

"Doesn't matter it's still true."

"Okay enough seriousness." He doesn't have the energy for their circling conversation. "Shall we binge Pirates of the Caribbean?" For a stormy grey second he thinks his friend is going to keep their talk going but then he sees the surrender behind the blue eyes and a part of him unwinds.

"We can." There's a raised eyebrow accompanying the agreement and he knows there's conditions attached. Like a damn insurance plan. "If your promise to let me walk you home this evening."

"My big bad wolf." He teases.

The blonde responds with a low growl that makes his whole body turn a violent azure blue. "Fine. We shall stare at Captain Jack Sparrow and then you can valiantly walk me to my front door and shake hands with my mother."

"Wonderful. Now let's get some blankets down."

Jason smiles as he stretches on his tiptoes to reach the fluffy ones. He feels the soft material under his palm but the there's a hand over his brown one and it's tugging the blanket down. He sticks his tongue out at his friend.

Percy is ocean blue.

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hi so i have a fic request, but honestly i just want soldezangelo content so its fine if u dont feel like writing that haha

prompt: after nico wakes up from a terrifying nightmare, will and leo goes to comfort him and let him know how much they love him. :)

idk im just in a mood for fluff haha, but this also works for solangelo <3 thank you again!

Thank you very much for trusting me with your prompt, I hope you'll like how it turned out! I’ll be honest, I didn’t know that soldezangelo was a thing till today, so I wasn’t sure whether it was like a proper ship or a bromance or whatever... I’m sorry! So basically I made a solangelo + Leo thing! :)

I truly hope you like it, since it’s my first ever prompt! Ugh

I posted it on ao3 too 

He had no idea how he had arrived there, all he could remember were bits and pieces of the journey; long gaunt hands, dead trees with broken branches, darkness all around him. And oh, the feeling of complete solitude. It was encompassing.

Nico was the only one in that lonely land and he felt completely lost.

And then he saw it, like a beacon in the night: the faintest light in the distance and it was calling his name, like a sweet lullaby. It looked like the sun, but it was overshadowed by that thick foggy darkness; it looked impossibly far, but it was calling his name! It had to mean something, Nico was sure.

He started running, running, running, till his heart was about to explode and his lungs were imploding. The light didn’t look closer at all, but the voice kept shouting his name, always louder, till Nico thought it was going to break its voice.

That’s when he recognized it. Will. That was Will’s voice and he sounded incredibly pained.

Nico stumbled and while he was falling to his knees, he cried out Will’s name, holding his gaze fixed on the light like it was the only thing able to keep him together. He was falling and his pieces were crushing to the ground in a loud noise of clattering. He seemed to keep falling for centuries, because his body didn’t hit the soil right away.

His voice was scratched, broken like he was, “Will!”

He kept falling and falling, till the darkness swallowed him whole. That’s just what happened to lost boys.

He didn’t know how much time passed, but at some point, he was laying on the ground. It didn’t happen with a loud crush; he knew he was laying down because he felt the cold grass tickle his neck. His body was shivering impossibly and he felt nauseous, but above him there was the brightest starry sky he’d ever seen. He was back at Camp Half Blood.

He breathed deeply, trying to take everything in, but his lungs were hurting, so he started coughing convulsively.

“What…?” He heard a voice, but it was barely more than a whisper over the thundering blood in his ears. “Nico!”

Then there were two faces over him, hands running over his arms, looking for injuries.

You won’t find any scar, Nico wanted to say, I’m a broken boy, but there is no proof of that on my skin.

He tried to back away from those preoccupied touches, but his limbs were to heavy to be moved, much less controlled. He was trembling and colliding, he didn’t know how to stop. He just wanted everything to stop spinning so fast.

A light appeared from somewhere above him and was pointed at his face; he couldn’t see anything anymore over that terrible brightness, but the voice spoke again, sounding a little panicked, “He doesn’t seem hurt, but I don’t know if we can move him.”

There was a shy answer, but Nico couldn’t make the words out, because the newly appeared light brought back to his mind the light he’d seen earlier and he just needed to know that Will was okay. It took him a couple of tries, but in the end, he managed to croak out, “Will… please.”

There was a hand in his hair, pulling it back from his eyes. “You’re right, Nico.” The voice said, “Go call Will, and tell him to come here as fast as he can. Tell him Nico needs help, he’ll be here in no time. Go!”

The light disappeared immediately. A gentle hand helped him to sit up and suddenly he was staring right at Leo, his cheeks almost completely covered in grease, and his eyes were big and worried. He felt immediately relieved at the sight, because it was so familiar that he almost felt like he wasn’t completely lost. Just a little.

He swallowed the dump in his throat and Leo’s gaze never left his face.

“What happened?” Nico asked, squeezing his eyelids for a second, trying to make his eyes focus. He was seeing a blurry world.

“You should tell me, mate.” Leo replied, kindly. “We were going back to our cabin when we heard you shout and cough. Did someone hurt you?”

Nico shook his head.

Leo whispered the next question, like he wanted to give Nico the chance to pretend he didn’t hear his words, “Why are you crying, then?”

Nico hadn’t realized he was crying, but now that he knew he was doing it, he couldn’t stop. He tried to hide his face, letting his hair fall in front of his face. “I don’t know.” He said, honestly. “I’m just defective, I guess.”

Leo wasn’t having any of that. He shook his head and cupped Nico’s cheeks, tilting his head back to make him meet his gaze, “You aren’t, Nico. Not even a bit.”

Nico sighed and wrapped his arms around his own body, trying to stop the tremors. “You are a mechanic, Leo. You can fix anything.” He squeezed his eyes, trying to breathe, but it wasn’t working. “Fix me, please. Just fix me. I don’t want to be like this anymore.”

He sounded desperate and pathetic, he knew that, but the world was spinning and blurry and he just wanted it to fucking stop.

Without notice, Leo pulled him in his arms, clenching him in a bone-wrecking hug. Nico buried his face in the crook of his neck and let himself be rocked gently; Leo smelled like grease and steel and fire. Nico tried to let that scent warm him up.

Leo said, “You aren’t broken, Nico. Your heart may be a little chipped because of all the things you’ve been through, but each time you filled the cracks with gold. It may be heavy now, but it’s strong and beautiful and beating. You are alive, Nico, and if there is air in your lungs, it means you aren’t broken. So I need you to focus; breathe, please.”

And he did. He took in a deep breath and another and another, till eventually his lungs remembered how to work on their own.

There were loud footsteps and branches breaking and then Will was there, running toward them at full speed. He crushed by Nico’s side on his knees and Leo let him go, sitting back on his heels.

Nico’s relief rolled off of his body in hot waves at the sight of that messy blonde hair and those damn freckles of his, because Will was there and he was okay. He was okay okay okay. That was the most important thing.

Nico could deal with being broken, but he could’ve never been able to see Will being hurt or lost. Never. He could bear his own pain as long as he knew Will’s heart was happy and pumping blood in his body.

Will’s hands were everywhere. On Nico’s cheeks, his arms, his hair, his chest, his thighs, his neck. In that moment, Will wasn’t wearing his boyfriend face, no. He was full-on doctor. “Are you hurt? Do you have wounds? Did you hit your head?”

Nico shook his head three times, one for each question. Since Will didn’t even flinch, he added, “I’m okay.”

Will took in a sharp breath and held Nico in his arms so tightly that it was like he was trying to hold all of his shattered pieces together. It was with that smell of home and that familiar warmth, that Nico’s body family stopped trembling. He rubbed his forehead against Will’s neck and he felt like coming back to life.

Ah, Gods. He wasn’t sure whether he was listening to his own heartbeat or to Will’s or to a mix of both, but he felt completely filled with love. The darkness dissipated slowly, one steady beat after the other.

After a time – three minutes or maybe three centuries – Will eventually pulled back to look at his face, but kept his hands securely on Nico’s arms, almost as if he was worried that he could disappear at any moment right in front of his eyes.

Nico saw the exact second when Will’s face went from doctor to boyfriend. “Oh, you scared me to death, Nico! I’ll lock you in your cabin for the rest of the summer and you’ll never ever be allowed to be out of my sight ever again. You are an absolute menace, I almost had a heart attack! If I’ll have white hair by my mid-twenties, it’ll be your fault, damn you!” He was mumbling quickly; too many words to say in so little time. Relief was now rolling off of Will too, even if it was mixed with a lot of other feelings.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know… I’m not sure how I got here.” Nico’s mind was a little blurred and he couldn’t remember much of that day.

“You shadow-travelled in your sleep, Nico. You were having a nightmare and I tried to shake you awake and call your name, but you didn’t wake up. And then you just disappeared. I looked for you everywhere, but couldn’t find you anywhere. Then Leo’s brother found me and told me where you were. Thank the Gods they were here.” He turned to look at Leo and hugged him too, “Thank you, Leo. Gods, thank you.”

Leo shrugged and offered a little smile, “Boys with chipped hearts have to stick together.” He says and even if Will couldn’t really understand, Nico did.

What Leo meant was that Nico wasn’t alone. Not alone at all.

Leo stood up and grinned at them, before running his fingers fondly on their hair, “It’s better if I go to sleep. You’re in good hands now, Nico. I’ll see you both at breakfast, try to get some sleep, huh?”

Nico barely had the time to thank him, before he disappeared with a yawn in the trees, where one of his brothers were watching us curiously.

Soon, Nico and Will were alone and even if it took them quite some time, they managed to get to Nico’s cabin. He was leaning almost completely against Will’s body, because he was so knackered that his legs weren’t bothering working more than he strict necessary, but Will didn’t seem to mind at all; if anything, he held Nico closer with every step.

Will helped him change his pyjama, that was stained with grass and mud, and then changed his own (because of course he kept some of his clothes at the Hades’ cabin).

They slid under the blankets, in those sheets that smelled both like light and darkness, like Will and Nico. It had been a while since they had smelled just like Nico, since for the whole summer Will had slept with him.

Will pulled him closer and Nico placed his head on that spot on his chest, where he could feel both Will’s heartbeat in one ear and feel his warm breath caressing his opposite cheek. That was Nico’s favourite place in the whole world. Screw that, in the whole universe.

“I could’ve accidentally taken you with me when I shadow-travelled, I’m sorry.” Nico whispered, feeling guilty.

“I don’t care.” Will replied, softly.

“But you could’ve been hurt.” He insisted. The thought was almost unbearable.

“I don’t care,” he said again, rubbing circles on Nico’s back with his hands, “Besides, if you’d taken me with you, I could’ve made sure that you were okay sooner. So, please, next time take me with you. I’d like it better if you didn’t go away at all, but if you do, take me with you.”

Nico couldn’t really find any word to tell Will just how much in love with him he was, so he kissed softly his chest and hoped it was enough.

“Are you okay, by the way? Do you want to tell me about your nightmare? It could help.” Will whispered, holding Nico closer.

Since he barely remembered his nightmare, Nico shook his head a little. The only memory embroided in his mind was the feeling of losing Will in the darkness, so he said, “Just… don’t ever leave me, okay?”

“How could I ever? You own my heart, Nico; you know that.” He whispered; then, “I don’t say it often enough, but I love you. I love you.”

Nico tilted his head back a stole a kiss from those soft lips, “I love you, too.”

Then, safe from that blinding darkness and that feeling of solitude, Nico managed to fall asleep in the arms of his boyfriend, who held him tightly. The last thing he heard before drifting off was Will’s low sleepy voice murmuring a lullaby in his ear, like he always did whenever Nico had a nightmare.

His dreams were filled with kisses and rays of sunshine and home home home.

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Saving Grace - Part 11

Summary: Steve leaves you and your son to go back to Peggy unaware your pregnant.

Your heartbroken and struggling without Steve until Bucky Barnes steps up to help you out. With you and Bucky growing closer everyday will he be your saving Grace?

I woke up when Bucky leaned over and kissed me, opening my eyes i saw that he was already dressed.

"Where you going?" I asked sleepily reaching for his hand and trying to pull him back to bed, he chuckled but didn't move at all.

"Im going down to the station with Sam to talk to that guy who broke in. I want know who he is and why they were here"

"Can you wait for me? i dont wanna be here alone..."

"Your not alone doll, Wanda is already downstairs" he smiled brushing my hair back from my face and pressing a kiss to my lips "i'll be back as soon as i can. Try and get some more sleep, I love you"

"I love you too Buck" i smiled up at him, then watched as he left the room looking ready to murder someone.

I waited until i heard the front door close before getting out of bed and pulling on one of Bucky's sweaters over my shorts and tank i had slept in. There was no way i could stay in bed knowing Wanda was downstairs with the kids, Grace would need nursing soon anyway. I caught a glimpse of my face in the bathroom mirror and shook my head, my lip was puffy with a bluish/purple hue around the edge, the split starting to scab over some already and under my left eye looked black/purple.... great! I let out a sigh and made my way downstairs.

"Morning" i greeted Wanda with a smile, she walked straight over to me and wrapped me up in a hug, i could tell she was being careful trying not to hurt me.

"Hey sweetheart, how you feeling today?" She asked as she squeezed me a little tighter.

"Aching, i forgot how much it hurts clocking a punch to the face and having your body cut up. How did i used to do this on a daily basis?.... plus I'm a little shaken you know?" I shrugged.

"I totally get it, thats why I'm here to look after you while you rest! And dont you worry, no one is getting in here while im here so go sit down and relax. Breakfast is almost ready, Harrison has been feed and I have bathed him. Lil miss Grace is also bathed and she has had one of her bottles from the fridge, Bucky said you had expressed some milk just incase"

"Wow, you've been busy Wan" i chuckled grabbing some Advil and a glass of water before taking a seat at the table.

"Bucky helped" she smiled "i cant take all the credit. His so good at all this domestic stuff, who would have thought huh?"

"I know right?" I nodded as Wanda placed two plates of pancakes on the table and sat across from me "these smell amazing!"

"Good, then i expect to see an empty plate mama" she teased.

"Hey Wan?" I asked after a few minutes and one pancake successfully eaten.

"Yeah?"

"Can we maybe go to the compound? I dont really wanna be in the house. It feels.... wrong somehow. I know its stupid but...."

"No it not! Its perfectly fine. We can go once you've finished eating and got dressed. Just make sure to tell Bucky where your going or he'll freak out".

Once we were at the compound i felt like i could relax knowing no one would be able to break in here.....maybe id ask Bucky if we could stay here for a few days. Id already run into Bruce and Clint so far....both seemed to be staying close by, Clint had always been like my older brother, looking out for me and was always so protective. He was currently sat with Harrison playing with his toy cars (sound effects and everything!) while holding Grace in one arm. It was clear Clint was a father of three and could handle both kids at once! Wanda was asleep in the armchair and I was sat on the sofa with a hot cup of tea watching on smiling when Steve walked in. He cleared his throat making his presence known and i turned to face him giving him a smile.

“Hey”

"Hey"

"Come join us if you want"

"You sure? I dont wanna interrupt..."

"Its fine Steve just come sit down"

"Okay" he smiled and quickly sat at the opposite end of the sofa i was on.

"You here looking for Sam?" I asked him making conversation.

"No, I'm actually rejoining the team. Its why i was here last night actually, i had to hand in some paperwork"

"Oh......picking up the shield again?"

"No, thats Sam's job now" he chuckled shaking his head "I'm still taking a step back but i'll be around if they need me. Im gonna be training the new recruits to start with"

"Its what your good at Steve, I'm glad your finding your place here again"

"Me too"

"About last night, i just wanna say thank you again. For getting to us as quick as you did..... i dread to think what he would've done if you hadn't shown up when you did"

"But i did. I know i messed everything up with us Y/N, but you and Harrison will always be my family and i'll do everything in my power to keep you both safe"

"I know" i nodded "things will never be like they were with us but I'm hoping we can try and be friends, for Harrisons sake"

"Id like that a lot"

"We're having a party next week for Harrison's 4th Birthday if you want to come?"

"Really?" he asked with wide eyes and a dopey smile spread across his face.

"Yeah, your his dad Steve you should be there"

"Count me in. I'll definitely be there"

"Good"

"Thank you sweetheart, you have no idea how much that means to me"

"Daddy! Come play cars with me!" Harrison called over making us both laugh as he held out various coloured cars in his little hands.

"Yeah come on Steve, i need to get up off this floor now.... I'm too old for this" Clint said struggling to his feet still holding Grace.

Steve took Clints place and was soon crashing cars and making exploding noises making Harrison laugh. After a few minutes i watched as Harrison launched himself at Steve before settling in his lap showing him all the different cars and what ones were his favourites.

Clint had handed Grace back to me so he could go use the bathroom and get something to eat, i was now on the sofa with Grace laying on my chest fast asleep. I could feel my eyes start to flutter close as sleep tried to take me at last, i had only slept for an hour or so after what happened and now it was catching up to me.

I woke up when i felt something shifting my arms.... my eyes shot open only to look up at a grinning Bucky as he carefully took Grace from my arms and placed her in her Bassinet.

"When did you get back?" I asked rubbing at my eyes.

"Just now" he sat next to me and pulled me into his arms "hows your day been?"

"Its been okay, i felt better being here. Would it be okay of we stayed for a while? You've still got your room right?"

"Yeah doll thats fine, I've still got it"

"Good. So did you get anything from the guy who broke in?"

"Not really, looks like they were just your standard home intruders. Chancers who just thought they'd try their luck.... said someone tipped them off that the house would be empty. We cant find any ties to anything bigger than that"

"Thats good news, still doesnt change the fact i dont wanna be in that house anymore. I killed a man in our bedroom Buck!"

"I know"

"I think I'm gonna put the house on the market. Find something a little bigger now theres gonna be two kids running around soon"

"Whatever you want darlin" he kissed me quickly with a smile.

"You'll help me look right? I mean it'll be your home too"

"Of course. We'll find the perfect place".

"Good. Hey, where's Harrison?"

"Steve and Sam took him outside to throw a ball around, he was getting restless"

"Steve and i had a chat earlier. I said we should probably try to be friends for Harrisons sake you know?" I shrugged "he was over the moon Buck. Im just so sick of the fighting between us..... i invited him to Harrisons birthday party"

"I hope we can sort this all out doll, it'd be nice for us all to get along again. I know we both have our issues with Steve but life's too short to hold a grudge like this" he agreed pressing a kiss to my temple.

"Maybe we should still go to the cabin this weekend just the two of us?" I looked up at him "i know the kids are safe here and Steve can spend some time with Harrison... what do you think?"

"I think I'm game if you are?"

"Okay lets do it then, i'll speak to Wanda when she wakes up see if shes still okay with it. I think they wore her out this morning she's been asleep since we got here" i chuckled looking over at the redhead who was buried under a huge purple fluffy blanket "you think she'll be okay for a whole weekend with them?"

"Yeah, she'll have help from the others she wont entirely have them on her own"

"Yeah your right" i nodded covering my mouth as a yawn escaped, i felt a bit better knowing she'd have the team around to help out.

I had just started to fall asleep again when Grace started to whine a little.... guess it was time for a feed.

"Someone hungry hey darlin?" Bucky cooed picking Grace up and trying to sooth her "you wanna go to my room for some privacy while you feed her?"

"Yeah, sounds good... lead the way".

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[wherearemyglassesbro]

The DNR au executions in order ✨ Dont read if it’ll make you uncomfortable :)

Murder #1: Alfred Jones is the first to kill. He’s overcome with the feeling of helplessness and can’t mentally handle being there. When Kumakuma gave everyone their first disguised motive, Alfred was pushed over the edge. His ‘motivation tape’ was a video of his parents’ farmhouse burning. It still isn’t clear if it was faked or real but that video hit Alfred like a ton of bricks. He kept up his cheery facade and decided to wait to make his move despite being desperate. He watched his classmates closely, just waiting to see weakness in them. He wouldnt go after a girl or someone bigger than him...He finally decided on Kiku. He was soft spoken and kept to himself so....He’d be easy to get to!! Around 3am, Alfred snuck out of his room and down the hall, knocking on Kiku’s door “Hey buddy uh....Look man I’m having trouble sleeping and I wanted to walk around a bit. Would you come with me? I don’t think it’s safe to walk around alone and I trust you”. Kiku is flattered and he agrees to walk around with Al. Little does he know, Alfred’s got a kitchen knife tucked into his jacket. They walk and walk, Alfreds getting fidgety. Kiku’s confused by his behavior but he understands that this place can make you feel jittery. They arrive at the second floor gate “Ok Alfred-san I think we should head back from here. I’m pretty tired, arent you-?” Alfred throws him against the gate, knocking the wind out of him which gives Al enough time to retrieve his knife and bury it into Kiku’s chest “I-I’m so sorry....I’m so fucking sorry...I don’t want this...I didn’t want to have to do this...But I need to get out of here....” he arranged Kiku’s body to make it look like he stabbed himself and runs away. Halfway back to his room he realizes that his shoes are bloody!! Shit!! So he takes them off to run the rest of the way back in his socks. He washes off his shoes and wears that same pair the next morning when everyone meets up for breakfast. Everyone realized that Kiku was gone way faste than Al expected and they split up into two groups to go find him......”Ding dong dong ding”....”A body has been discovered!!” And it begins.

Execution #1: Cannonball. Alfred Jones has been found guilty! Time for his punishment! His punishment for killing The Ultimate Gamer, Kiku Honda, is one final stunt! One exclusive show for his classmates! He’s the first to go so everybody buckle up! Alfred is stuffed into a Monokuma cannon! Wowie! The cannon is aimed at a huge target allllll the way across the room. The target is about a football field away. The canon starts to rumble...it gets louder and louder...Everyones freaking out!! And then, the floor opens! And Alfred is shot into a murky pool full of piranhas! Canonball!! His classmates are forced to stand and watch until there’s nothing left of their friend.

Murder #2: Tension rises after Alfred’s trial and execution because that was everyone’s brutal wake up call. This is very real. This is a game theyre forced to play. Kumakuma provides another motive only hours after the trial, calling everyone to the gym to present a stack of money! 20 million dollars to be exact! This is supposed to bribe the greedy ones into killing. Luciana Vargas begins to get cocky. She and Natalya start fighting. And I mean fighting. They scream, throw shit, all that! The others have to intervene most of the time too. It’s getting out of hand. And Nat can’t take it anymore!! Luciana likes to do her laundry at night so Natalya sneaks up on her...very quiet...She’s not wearing shoes, not even breathing as she approaches. And it’s all to easy. She snatched up a scarf and threw it around Luciana’s neck, brutally strangling her and whispering in her ear as she took her final breaths “You bitch...you slimy, nasty, fucking whore...I hate you...I hate you I hate you! I feel no remorse...You snake...You evil, cocky bitch...” The last thing Luciana sees is Natalya’s smiling face. Once she’s dead, Nat stuffs Luciana’s corpse into the washing machine and leaves. It takes three days for her to be discovered....Ding dong dong sing....and when she is, she’s discovered by Michelle of all people. Michelle faints and hits her head super hard on the ground, which makes this an even bigger ordeal. Everyone suspects Nat from the start since the two were fighting so much and the evidence all leads to her anyway. Luciana managed to rip out a few of Nat’s hairs so those were found at the scene....

Execution #2: Eye Of The Beholder. Natalya Braginskya has been found guilty! Time for her punishment! Her punishment for killing The Ultimate Designer, Luciana Vargas, is to face off against 10,000 bees! Natalya is placed in a giant glass bubble which is teetering on a ledge shaped like a hand. Bees are quickly pumped into the sphere! As Natalya struggles while shes being brutally stung, she makes the glass ball shift too much! And in doing so, she and the bees fall to their deaths, the glass ball crashing into the floor 4 stories below! She was beautiful! And her death made sure she would no longer be. Or...no longer...’bee’

Murder #3: it’s almost three weeks after Nat’s trial and none of the motives are working. Kumakuma has presented six motives and everyone has decided to stick to their friedship. That just won’t do. Kumakuma then decides to dig deep into everyone’s pasts, finding their darkest secrets. He slips a folder under everyone’s door...The secrets cause Francis to snap. He can’t take this anymore. Kumakuma is going to release his darkest secrets to the media in 48 hours if someone doesn’t kill. Oh god oh god oh no...Francis’s folder if full of secrets. He slept with a director, gave another actor food poisoning to take his role, drove over a coworker’s leg with a gold cart so they couldn’t perform, all sorts of awful things that he did to secure his career. Things that his poor mother didn’t know. That his sister didn’t know. No one was supposed to know any of this but...him. He couldn’t allow this to get out! This would wreck his family!!! He calmed himself down enough to draft a plan. He wrote out his entire murder plan from start to finish. It was foolproof. (Spoiler alert, it wasn’t). He caught Arthur in the hall as everyone was heading off to their rooms after dinner and guided him away where no one would see, sneaking him into the bath house. It was all coming together...This was going to work...Francis is the ultimate actor of course! He’s been working on Arthur from day one, flirting with him and being nice. He had a feeling that Arthur’s loyalty would come in handy!! Now it was time to put him to use. He and Art stripped and got in the hot tub, Fran made conversation and then offered to wash Art’s hair. Of course Art complied....Then Francis did what he had to do. He shoved Art’s head underwater and held him there. Art put up a good fight, he screamed and fought hard but in the end, Fran was just stronger and heavier so when he finally managed to sit on his head, it was all over for him. Francis didn’t bother arranging the body, he dried himself off and left the scene. He was very stealthy about his exit and he took the long way back to his room just to be sure. His downfall? He smelled like the soap from the bathhouse. That soap is only in the bathhouse. That was the one detail that got him. And when that detail was discovered, his cool facade started breaking, he’d never been so nervous before and even as the ultimate actor, he couldn’t mask his guilt forever.

Execution #3: The Stage Of Kings. Francis Bonnefoy has been found guilty! Time for his punishment! His punishment for killing The Ultimate Mathlete, Arthur Kirkland, is to put on one final performance! Francis is strapped into a chair in the middle of an ornate stage. He’s dressed as a king with the whole garb and crown. Above him are three chandeliers, one falls and hits the stage on either side of him, scaring the crap outta him and the final one lowers down....lowers down...until it’s right over his chair. And then BOOM!!! In one horrific movement, the chandelier falls on top of him and explodes!! BA BAM!! To signify the end of the performance, black and red rose petals fall from the ceiling and into the viewing area where the other students are and applause plays from the speakers.

Murder #4: Another motive has been presented. This motive is success. ‘If you kill someone and graduate, you’ll be guaranteed even more success than before. Your name will be everywhere, you’ll get many interviews and all kinds of publicity! Media coverage beyond your wildest dreams!!’. This sparked something in Berwald. Berwald has always been the rock of the group. He’s emotionally detached, intelligent and strong. He did very little in the actual trials but if he thought someone was wrong he’d say so. Berwald thought that he’d never be a suspect if he ever did commit something...All he had to do was disguise the crime scene. Plant hair. Contaminate evidence. Move things around. Anything he could to frame someone else! He had a plan. He would kill Matthias, the stupid dancer who he couldn’t stand to be around. Then he’d frame Carmen. He found a pair of the shoes she wore and took them from the supply room, keeping them for himself. It took awhile to get all of the supplies he needed. Tarps, tools from the art room, a bag of blood from the nurses office. Everything was coming together!!! This was going to work!! He could almost taste his freedom! He got too cocky. Berwald followed Matthias, who was blissfully unaware of what was happening, as he wandered around the school. He followed Matthias up to the 3rd floor and cornered him in the red room!!! But Matthias was too fast!! As Berwald went to hit him over the head, Matthias grabbed a Kumakuma bottle and smashed it over his head!! Berwald now had blood running down his face into his eyes! Matthias took this as an opportunity to snatch up another bottle, breaking that one on his head too! BAM!! After a THIRD hit to the head, Berwald fell to the ground and died. Matthias was horrified with what he had done...now he was standing in a puddle of blood, covered in Berwald’s blood...Even though this was technically self defense, he still killed him!! Oh no!!! He rifled though Berwald’s bag and managed to piece together the origional plan! He made bloody footprints with the girls shoes and dumped his own shoes (and the rest of Berwald’s bag’s contents) in hallway garbage can. Jittery and in shock, he made his way back to his room to shower. His biggest mistake was leaving a partial bloody handprint on his own doorknob.

Execution #4: ‘Dance Dance Execution!’. Matthias Kohler has been found guilty! It’s time for his punishment! His punishment for killing Berwald Ox, The Ultimate CEO, is to dance for his life! A ‘dance dance revolution’ machine is set up for everyone to see. Matthias is set up on the machine and must dance at the highest level in order to stay alive. He gets three chances, each misstep makes the machine go faster, demanding that Matthias dances faster. When he messes up the first time, buzzer rings out and strobe lights turn on. Now the his vision is obscured as he dances. The second time he messes up, he’ll hear a buzzer again and the sound of a roaring crowd is pumped into the room, making it harder for him to hear the song the machine is playing. The third time he messes up, the room goes silent, the machine stops and the lights come on all the way to reveal a giant, heavy, metal box dangling from the ceiling. The box then falls, crushing him and the ‘dance dance’ machine too.

“Murder” #5: The students have all been desperate to figure out the mystery of the school. They’ve gone to the bathhouse and student bathrooms countless times to formulate plans to sneak around. They’ve distracted Kumakuma, stolen things from different rooms, found a headmasters key tucked away in the library. They’ve been able to uncover the mystery of why there are 16 trial stands. There are 16 students. What the fuuuck???? They get ahold of Gilbert’s student file and within a day, a body is found. Ding dong dong ding!....Huh??? Everyone rushes to where they hear screams! Up on the 4th floor, slumped against the music room door is Gilbert Beilschmidt!!! The student they just discovered in the files!! His face is mutilated and a chunk of skin on his shoulder is missing. His file indicates that he has a tattoo there to commemorate his first gold medal. Everyone is now rightfully freaking out, everyone suspects eachother!! They go into the trial practically blind.

Execution....#5...?: The trial for Gilbert Beilschmidt’s murder is the most chaotic one yet. No evidence is making sense...But...One little detail. Michelle had gone to the bathroom alone that morning while everyone else was at breakfast at 7:15. And Gilbert’s death was around 7:30 so....She had plenty of time to go kil him and come back before breakfast was over at 9! After that fact came to light, everyone agreed that Michelle was the killer and...she was sentanced! Huh??? Michelle didn’t kill anyone!!! She just barely saved herself by posing the question: ‘Couldnt Gilbert have even killed by the mastermind? Not one of us?’. Everyone then quickly turned on Kumakuma, asking who controlled him. After an hour in the trial room, arguing and yelling, The real Gilbert showed himself in his true, mastermind glory! He admits to being part of the Ultimate Despair. The dead ‘Gilbert’ was just another corpse. A decoy. But the students figured him out. The trial continued long into the night as the students worked through the mysteries of the school, the tragedy, whats outside, all of it. Gilbert laughed and went along with it, encouraging despair to take over the students. “If you convict Michelle, I’ll allow you all to continue living here in peace! But if you convince me~ Well, you have to go. The second I die, the air purifiers will go off! And so will the fridges, air conditioner, water pumps, all of it! You’ll be forced to leave! Go out into that hopeless world you love so much and die there, motherfuckers~”

Execution #5: The Finale. The students all convince Gilbert, they stick together to the very end. Gilbert laughs and laughs, hitting the button to announce his own punishment. He whoops and hollers as he strides into the punishment room, happily straps himself onto a wheel with a target on it. The punishment begins! The wheel starts spinning. Slow at first then faster and faster and faster! Kumakuma robots throw knives at Mach speed, each knife hitting Gil in different places. Throughout his punishment, he laughs and hollers through the whole thing. The students think it’s worse than screams of pain....When hes dead they all get to leave....and see what’s outside...

((I hope this isn’t too rambly lmao alsoooo please don’t think I’m like....fucked up or something lmao aijssjkshdvs))

[relijackson]

So get this...

Percy was lounging on Rachel's bed wearing a tux feeling a little glum bc his breakup with Annabeth was still a bit fresh (3 moths have passed)

But Rachel asked him out to be her date to her first ever big spotlight art exhibition

So here he is watching an underwear clad redhead putting on her pants and her matching black woman tux with flower embroidery (ootd suggested by Drew)

He doesnt feel so alone that much

Bc how could he? An underwear clad woman is in front of you

Can you like dress up without me here?

Why? Does it bother you?

No

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Its also a really big deal for Rachel since the event is a big scale media-socialite-art enthusiasts type of big thing

She only goes to small scale intimate exhibitions to avoid the limelight but she was invited by a friend and she couldnt say no

They never knew that they'll trend that night

Bc you have Rachel in her tux with beautiful flower embroideries screaming FEMALE POWER

And then there's Percy looking like his usual. A Greek/Roman god.

Linked arms they go to the red carpet with flashing lights and camera shutters

They stop at the photo op place.

Wow beautiful perfection

They became the topic of the crowd

A woman who came in tux with a partner aslo wearing tux. People are amazed.

Some people think that Percy's a sub to Rachel's dom aura that night.

An eyecandy, trophy date

Rachel's pieces are at the top floor so they roamed around the lower areas first

But the event has a serious atmosphere after the glam lights at the entrance

So the two had a bet to say the dumbest shit and whoever cracks first loses.

They proceeded to be fools while keeping a straight face.

It was a hard

Thankfully they were interrupted by Rachel's friend, one of the organizers

Your work is absolutely amazing. Out of all exhibitions, yours is my favorite

So they went to the top floor to see Rachel's work

The room was dark with only the paintings having lights.

Her work consists of demigods war life

But her proudest piece stands in the middle. The biggest one. As big as the wall of the whole room

It was percy's face, the ocean reflecting on his skin and his striking ocean like eyes stares at the person looking at the painting like the its alive

It was majestic

Percy was touched

He felt really appreciated and seeing your face up there was lil bit overwhelming

He didnt model for that so he kbows she painted it just from memory

The memory of his face

He looked at the painting in awe then turning to Rachel at his side. He felt a surge of emotions he couldn't quite put a name on

But it feels similar to love

So he did what his instincts told him to. Say a cheesy line to break her serious face and laugh.

Thank you.

You like it?

I love it. I love you.

He held her hand and kissed her knuckles

Rachel knows he's sincere. She could feel it. Also she knows that playful glint in his eyes saying 'you're going down' and she would not be going down like he wants her to

But it was so cheesy its making her cringe and laugh at the same time

ALMOST SHE ALMOST LAUGHED

I know you do. You're my muse.

They dont know though, they've gathered quite an audience and their picturesque in the middle of the painting him kissing her knuckled and her tearing up a little (bc shes holding her laugh but they dont know that) while staring at each other was taken as a picture by one of the media people

Ooooooh boy their picture exploded in the internet in .05 seconds after being posted

They still dont know it though, oblivious to everything around them

I have a lot of gas in my stomach now i think I'm gonna fart

PERCY'S DAM BROKE

He snorted at Rachel's statement

Man, he lost. A bruise to his ego. Damn

So at the garden of the place was where all the food lies.

Rachel left Percy at their rable to get more sweets from the dessert table.

But she was interrupted by an old man

You should go with men who can handle you better, wanna join me at my private room?

No thank you.

I bet that man of yours is just about looks. You will enjoy your time with me more.

Then he touched Rachel's bum

There goes her hand flying, smacking the face of the creepy old man

I said no can't you understand that?

Percy saw what happened and hurriedly came over

Why you!!! Do you know who I am?!

Yes, you are an entitled old man who thinks money can cover up all your sins so you just harass women all the time at parties that you just invited yourself into.

You bitch!

The old man's hand swinging towards Rachel was stopped by a strong hand.

Percy's face expression was like when he was fighting monsters in Tartarus. Ready for the kill

He held the man's wrist tightly it might break

Don't you dare a lay your dirty hand on her

Oooh hes so scary also hot af

Media loves this

Also Rachel was confidently standing there expecting the slap but also relieved to see Percy there

The man was scared shitless so Rachel held Percy's bicep and told him to let go

Then she walked towards the man, fixing his tux with a determined power of a woman wronged by a creeply old man

She said in low tone

I know who you are and all the things you do. If you dont want them on the news headline tonight I suggest you stop right here

Of course she doesnt know him, she doesnt even know whatever he does

But she was trained by Drew to be a manipulative biatch at times of need

The internet loves Rachel and Percy

Also they realized that Percy wasnt a sub to Rachel's dom

So they speculated they're verse

The next morning Rachel's back into her normal sweatpants tshirt combo eating cereal next to her full dressed parents eating lavish breakfast

My dear, you've become quite famous last night

Rachel's mother showed her the articles and pictures and just coos at her

Only if the speculations of you and him together is true

Said his Dad

Maybe... Rachel said.

[underworldwitxh]

#8 nsfw with bakugou please!

#8: "Like what you see?" 🍋🍋🍋NSFW🍋🍋🍋 Warning: Bakugou swears alot NSFW: Blowjob, PIV, rough sex, bdsm elements, Dom Bakugou/Sub Reader, Reader has boobs and vag, reader is female. (Will try to make it so theres no mention of skin tone so reader can be any ethnicity. I may fail but please know im trying)

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The morning had started out pretty normally you say. You woke up, got a change of clothes, took a shower and now you were making breakfast for you and your long time boyfriend Katsuki Bakugou. Who was as far as you knew still asleep in bed because of the very eventful day he had, had before. "Y/N? Y/N Where are you, you dumbass?" You could hear being called groggily from your shared bedroom "I'm in the kitchen babe, try and sleep some more? I'll come back to bed once im finished with these eggs." You call back.

A few minutes passes when you hear heavy footsteps coming down the hall. "Come on Y/N, come ba...." he trails off as he sees what it is your wearing. Before him all you're wearing as a lingerie set that was made to look like his hero costume. He could feel himself getting harder just by seeing your ass, which was barely covered by the bottoms. Your top half he, unfortunately couldn't see at the moment because you were wearing an apron over it to protect your delicate skin from grease splatters.

You turn your head and smirk at the current numer 3 hero "Whats the matter baby? Cat got your tongue? Dont ya like what you see?" You ask him innocently as you turn off the finished eggs and plate them up. You then make sure to completely face him as you take off the apron.

The low growl he admits to seeing your front half for the first time sends a thrill up your spin.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing, before him there you stood, in the most revealing lingerie top he has ever seen on you. Where the orange "X" is on his costume it looks like a shibari harness on your chest. Your breasts being compressed in the "X" because the breathable black undershirt he would normally wear is completely missing. On your wrists, where his grenades are you have two cuffs that have strong metal loops. The kind that fit perfectly in the harness straps that the two of you have hidden on your bed.

"Get in the bedroom now Y/N." He growls softly at you. "When I get in there i want you to have pulled our harness out from under the mattress and to have locked yourself in it. You may eat before doing that you did work so hard on preparing this wonder food. It'd be a shame to let it go to wast. Take yours with you in the room. After your done eating and have done as i asked. Call for me." He told you, his voice taking on a more dominant authoritative tone. You shivered and nodded.

You had just finished buckling the the last strap, with some difficulties, the harness you were now strapped in used you own body weight as a means to keep you in one position, it was an akward dance that was for sure. Thankfully the bottoms of your new set were crotchless so you hadnt bothered taking them off. Not that you would have anyway because you Sir hadnt told you too.

"Sir, I'm in my harness" you call out. Your voice soft and meek but still strong. You hear heavy footsteps coming back to you. "Now what am i going to do with you? Hmmm wondering around the house letting sll the neighbors see whats mine? Ah ah ah no speaking. I didnt give you permission to speak." He chuckles softly at your distressed whine, "Now then what to do with you? Hmmmm should i spank you? No no you'd like that too much. Hmmm should I.." suddenly Katsuki was above your chest his sleep pants and boxers dropped to the floor his hard length bobbing slightly in the air above your face. Through it all you keeped your eyes on his, not in a "assert my domain" way but more in a "I love you, let me please you. Please?" kind of way. Katsuki smiled down at you "Now tell me Peaches, how bad do you want me?" He purred to you. His voice getting gravelly.

He smirked hearing you whine as your arms struggle against their restraints, as you try so hard to reach for his hard cock. "Please Sir, may i have it in my mouth?" You ask your voice going soft. Katsuki could see in your eyes that you were starting to slip into subspace. "Peaches, what's your color? Do you remember you safe word?" Katsuki asked, "Green Sir and yes i remember." You tell him.

He smiles before grinning down at you "Good, then open up Peaches" he takes his dick and runs it over your lips gently back and forth. Once you open your mouth he starts feeding his dick into your mouth stopping every few inches to pull out and then go back in until he starts a very gentle rhythm of slowly fucking you mouth. "Mmmmm fuck Peaches your mouth feels amazing." Katsuki tells you through gritted teeth your tongue at that moment licking the underside of his dick head "Fuck Peaches do that again." He gasps out as you had accidentally nipprd the tip of his cock kissing his dick before swallowing it back into your mouth and waiting throat. Katsuki growled deeply ripping his dick out of your mouth, you always were an amazing cock sucker. Your lips were now a pretty red color and your chin and cheeks glistened with a combination of his pre-cum and your spit. "God you look so fucking beautiful like this Peaches. But lets see how wet you are for me, hmmm?" Katsuki trails his hands down from your hair over your neck, squeezing it gently and causing you to moan wantonly, over your chest making sure he palms both your tits, before getting to the apex of your being. The very center of you. By the time he got there you were squirming so much and whining with soft pleas to him to "please touch me Sir please, i need it. I need to feel your hands all over me. Please please" he smirked at hearing you beg for his touch so he did, on the thigh rubbing it softly but not touching you where you wanted him to.

He used his hands to spread your thighs apart so he could see your glistening core. "Aww look at that Peaches, youve made a mess of yourself down here. Hmmmm maybe i should clean you uo first before i stick my dick inside you? How does that sound do you want me to clean you Peaches. Use your words Peaches i need to hear you say it." Katsuki slapped your thigh lightly when you tried to give him a non-verbal response. "Please Sir, please clean me. *moans* please" your body twitches from every movement Katsuki makes against you.

The blonde smirks finally puts his hands on you, he spreads you open before lowering his mouth your center and taking a long lick, groaning at your taste "Fucking hell Peaches you always taste so good. Like my own personal candied peach. Fuck" he emphasized each word with a lick or small suckle on your clit. Your moans ratched up each time he sucked on your clit. He smirked again and went to work on you. He sucked you clit into his mouth while one hand went and slowly started to place a finger inside you. At that feeling of penetration your back arched and you tried to force your hips into Katsuki, the moans leaving your mouth sounding more and more wanton then ever before.

Kstsuki suckled on your clit, for what felt like hours but was actually probably only 3 minutes. He was bound and determined to make you cum on his face first before he started to pound your pretty little pussy. When he started to feel those tell tale signs that you were about to cum he redoubled his efforts. The scream you let out was so loud Katsuki was surprised the neighbors hadn't come knocking to find out whar was wrong. "You liked that Peaches, you liked cumming from just my mouth and fingers? Want me to make you scream like that again?" He asked as he lined himself up with your still pulsating pussy. He smirked when all you could do is nod and whine at him. He drew himself back before grabbing your hips and slamming into you hard. The resulting scream you let out was music to his ears and set the pace for the next few moments. "You like it when i slam my hard dick into you don't you my little cock sleeve" he demanded of you. All you could do was moan and nod because everytime you try to answer him he slams himself back into you just as hard as he had before. "Fucking answer me bitch you want me to make you cum?" He yelled at you slamming harder and harder. His fingers grabbing hard enough to leave bruises "YES! PLEASE YES PLEASE KASTU FUCK ME, FUCK ME SO HARD PLEASE!" You scream out your body feeling like your about to explode if you dont cum soon "FUCKING CUM THEN. CUM ON THIS COCK LET EVERYONE HERE KNOW WHO YOU BELONG TO FUCKING SCREAM MY NAME" Katsuki screamed one hand letting your hip go to start rubbing on your clit "ooooh fuck oooo fuck ooo Babe fuck im gunna cum please let me cum please Sir please" you beg "scream my name bitch scream it loud so everyone here can hear how much of a slut you are for my cock" Katsuki growls out at you his fingers rubbing against your throbbing clit faster and faster until finally the dam breaks and your cumming "OoOOOo FuCK KATSUKI FUCK OOO BABY IM CUMMING PLEASE BABY BABY CUM WITH ME I WANNA CUM WITH YOU" you scram out your hips arch up into his. He roars his climax his hips pounding down into you one last time as he emptied himself inside you. He groans softly as he pulls out, seeing his cum slowly drip out of your pulsating and twitching hole. "Fuck babe you look so hot" he tells you as he unbuckles you from the harness "you feeling ok? Need me to run a warm bath? Maybe get you a bottle of water?" He asks softly running his hands over your sweaty hair smiling down at you as he gently runs his hands across you in a soothing manner. "Yeah but i think your going to have to carry me babe. I cant feel my legs." You both chuckle and he gladly picks you up and carries you into the bathroom setting you down on the toliet to take care of business and so he can start the bath for you, he adds some epsom salt to the water along with some of your relaxing bath fizzes. Once youve finished your business he helps you get undressed and into the bath "I'll bring you a bottle of water and a small snack ok baby? I love you" he whispers that into your hair as he heads towards the door. "I love you more" he hears you call back. He smiles and goes about grabbing you some water and a snack. He also takes the time to put the harness back where the two of you store it.

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I hope this is what you wanted anon.

[miafic]

If you don’t feel like doing this, that’s totally fine, but, even though I already exactly know what Valentines Day would look like for L&Z could we get a little Valentines story? 🥺

you already know exactly what it would look like? yall are killing me this week lol. you dont need me then i guess. 

for those of you who may not already know exactly, here’s v day 2020

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“Good morning, sweetness,” Lucas murmured against Zakk’s skin. 

“Mmmmmm, what? I’m sleeping.”

Lucas chuckled softly. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” 

That got Zakk to open his eyes. He leaned forward and kissed Lucas on the lips. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” he echoed. 

When he leaned back, Lucas handed him a single red rose. 

Zakk smiled happily. “Thank you, baby.” 

“You’re welcome. I gotta get down there so the kids don’t notice anything, but I wanted to give this to you. And I let you sleep twenty extra minutes.”

“Thank you for that, too.”

“Of course.” Lucas touched Zakk’s cheek and then straightened up.

“Your hair!” Zakk realized.

Lucas blushed a little and toyed with one of the locks. The top half was tied up in a bun, but the bottom half was down past Lucas’ shoulders.

“It looks great,” Zakk told him, and he blushed deeper. 

“Thanks,” he muttered.

Zakk chuckled. He brought the rose up to his nose and sniffed it, the sleepy smile back on his face.

“Okay,” Lucas said lovingly,” see you downstairs.”

“Bye, Valentine.” 

Lucas smiled and then slipped back out of the room.

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When Zakk came downstairs a few moments later, one of the boys reported excitedly, “Zakk! Your girlfriend sent you flowers!” 

Zakk’s eyebrows knitted together. 

“Go see!” another one crowed, and Zakk followed the line of his pointing finger to the dining room. 

He went in, and there were a dozen red roses on the dining room table. 

“Zakk has a girlfriend!” a third one sang. 

The other boys quickly joined in. “Zakk has a girlfriend! Zakk has a girlfriend!”

“Shh, leave him alone,” Lucas said shortly. 

Zakk wandered curiously over to the table. The printed note stuck in the bouquet read, “Happy Valentine’s Day! Love, Elle.”

Elle?

Elle…

L! 

Zakk laughed and looked over at Lucas, shaking his head; this was the most dangerous thing that Lucas had maybe ever done. 

“They’re nice,” Lucas commented politely. 

“Yeah, they are,” Zakk agreed. He leaned over to sniff them.  

“Lucas, where’s yours?” the first boy asked. 

“Yeah, Lucas, why didn’t your girlfriend get you anything?” added another.

“Does he have a girlfriend?”

“Of course!” one of the kids decided.

“How do you know?!”

“Enough, gentlemen. That’s my business,” Lucas told them, “and right now, your business is finishing breakfast so we can eat.” 

There was a chorus of whining and grumbling among the boys, but they obeyed and retreated to the kitchen. 

You’re crazy, Zakk mouthed to Lucas as soon as the kids had cleared out of the room. 

Lucas shrugged one shoulder and curled a few strands of hair behind his ear. “I wanted you to have something nice,” he mumbled. 

“Well, now I do.” As Zakk walked past him toward where the kids were, he gave Lucas’ hand a gentle squeeze. Loud enough for the kids to hear, Zakk said, “Yeah, and I’ll call Elle while the kids are at school.” 

“Is she gonna be free to talk to you then?” Lucas asked without missing a beat. “It sounded like she was pretty busy.”  

“If she can tear herself away from work for a few minutes, she’ll call me back. I’m sure nobody will mind.”  

—

“Is she hot?”

“What’s her job?” 

“Do you live at her house when you’re not here?”

“Gentlemen, leave Zakk alone.”

“Noooo, I wanna hear about her!”

“Me, too!” 

“I bet she’s really cool.”

“How old is she? Wait, how old are you?”

“Tell us about her!”

Zakk sighed dreamily and sat back, staring at the vibrant flowers in the vase. “Elle is perfect,” he stated with a blushy smile, and the boys exploded into yelling and laughter. 

“Is she blonde?”

“Yes.” 

“Does she have big boobs?!” 

At the opposite end of the table, Lucas covered his face with his hands.

“That’s not appropriate,” Zakk told them lightly. 

“Do you have kids?!” 

“No, no.”

“Do you have pets?”

Thoughtfully, Zakk replied, “Well, we’re kind of talking about getting a dog, but it would be a long time from now. I’m here with you guys all the time and h- she works a lot, too.”

“Does she have big eyes? What color are they?”

“Is she short?”

“She’s tall.” 

The boys whooped.

Zakk was smiling and very pink. Luckily, no one was paying attention to Lucas, because he was very pink, too, although he wasn’t smiling.

“Are you taking her on a date tonight?!”

“No, I’ll be with you guys. But I’ll call her while you’re at school.” 

“Ooooooh…”

“Alright, enough,” Lucas said authoritatively. “If you guys stop bothering Zakk, I’ll give you some candy.”

“What?!” one of the boys cried - Lucas had never bribed any of them before.

“Candy that you got from your girlfriend?” another one asked.

Lucas sighed heavily, and all the boys started to laugh. 

[mistymark]

the boyfriend one. [yuta]

full masterlist // part of the nct boyfriend series // 1.0k

okay so

tbh I kinda see yuta as a (pure) switch

like he's TOTALLY in love w you

but also like,,, not afraid to joke around with you

is Annoying Boyfriend

PDA is his best friend

personal space? yuta doesnt know her

he is always always a l w a y s touching you

PURELY THO

no sinners in our house

lots of playful banter

just bc yuta has The Greatest Sense Of Humour to date

like

he'd catapult himself onto ur bed to wake you up then be like

 “I’d offer you breakfast but you didn’t make any”

but you'd be like “its okay im not hungry”

“WHAT COME ON”

*muffled giggling*

OH!!!! AND!!

the babe incident:

y’all are chilling w The Bois (tee em) and aw :( time for yuta to go :((

anyways so he gets up to leave all swagger and Chill

“okay bye see you tomorrow”

and instantly ur CACKLING

bc this boy

this MOTHER TrUCKER

couldnt call u babe in front of his friends

*deep voice* “okay bye see you tomorrow YOU DIDNT WANNA SAY BABE IN FRONT OF YOUR FRIENDS CALL ME BABE CALL ME BABE-”

and then he'd start laughing at u bc ur impersonation of him is lowkey cute

but he'd be shutting the door and just call out “OKAY OKAY BYE BABE I LOVE YOU”

and he's like oh SHIT

no no no this cannot be happening it just slipped out im sorry

ur like o.O

this is not something that has happened before

“did you-”

“NO”

“im pretty sure-”

“NO you must have misheard I said I love… fruit?”

*unimpressed* “you hate fruit”

“thats ten” - doyoung, unhelpfully, from the other side of the door, circa 2019

“I’ve had a recent revelation that maybe I don’t dislike it as much as I believed”

nakamoto yuta LOVES you

and he just said it for the first time accidentally in front of ALL OF HIS FRIENDS

ur shy

and hes super embarrassed bc he wanted it to be said in a cute way for the first time

and ur shocked

but u dont want him to suffer alone:

“I love you too.”

blushing

bLuShinG

BLUSHING

BLUSHING

this boy sends u the CUTEST GRIN

then completely dips

(it was also after this point that he began to feel okay calling u babe in front of the other members)

y’all go shopping a lot

but he also likes to join you when you go grocery shopping

likes to ride around on the trolleys as u do all the actual shopping

oh my god and he is That Kid that sneaks things into the cart when ur not looking

so one day y'all are out grocery shopping

getting that bREAD

and he's wearing this green hoodie, and ur wearing blue

*picks up lettuce* “this matches my outift”

then ur like oh!!! cute!!!

so u grab the first blue object you see in the cart

and ur like !!! this matches MINE!

and this boy

literally falls over he's laughing so hard

ur confused

ur like ????????? what

so u glance at the packet and immediately u drop them

as if theyre like poison or something idk

because “OH MY GOD WHAT ARE CONDOMS DOING IN OUR CART”

I feel like yuta is either a person who is completely apologetic or completely unapologetic

he’ll either find it hard to apologise and wont do it at all, or will apologise for everything

I mean, you'd realise this and wouldn't push him about things - you’d know he's sorry either way

but totally making him apologise for putting cONDOMS IN OUR CART THAT WAS THE MOST EMBARRASSING THING EVER OH MY GOD

but he's also all about the small gestures too

really likes to SHOW his love more than say it

unless its winwin

he always brings you coffee and tea

when ur working or studying or just really tired

and then he'd pull the whole:

“I brought you coffee. just the way you like it.”

*confused* “hot?”

“like your boyfriend ;)”

ALSO

“wow the sky is so beautiful”

“you know what else is beautiful”

“what? :D”

“me”

overall tho hes a total sweetheart

probably takes u on the cutest dates

likes fun dates

amusement parks, arcades, mini golf, etc.

but if its like

later than 2pm he’ll refuse to go out

so you'd just cuddle and play video games or board games or something

really tries to impress ur family

probably comes over and brings flowers

you're like !! aw !! yuta !!

and he's like nah fam these arent for u ur ugly lol

but then he sees ur mother and he's like :))) hi :))))) these are for you :))) uwu

once he knows ur family loves him

he boasts about it all the time

“yo y/n ur mum invited me to dinner”

“?? when?”

“Wednesday? I know u cant make it you wont be missed lol”

especially to the other members

and if one o them is in a relationship ??????? bonus points

like

“guys y/n and I are couple goals,,, her parents are practically begging me to marry her”

“is this because they said you should come to their neighbour’s bar mitzvah??”

“shut up jaehyun ur irrelevant only people who are dating can #ContributeTheirOpinions”

OKAY ENOUGH JOKES

yuta is actually so gorgeous and I love him to pieces

probably gives you all his clothes bc he thinks u look hot wearing them

texts you at the most inconvenient times (e.g. during meetings, lectures, exams, classes, etc.) and claims he “forgot” you were doing something important

when he can see u from across the room he’ll text u something sappy like “you look beautiful” or “I love you” just to see the way your face lights up at his words

slut for putting his hand on ur thigh when ur sitting next to him

sometimes he doesnt even notice himself doing it

you'll just sit down and he's like yep hand + thigh = happy yuta

looks at ur lips

its kind of a giveaway that he wants to kiss you

its hella subconscious tho and the first time u pointed it out he got all smiley and embarrassed

like he didn’t know he had a habit of staring at ur lips when he wanted to kiss you

and it was a dead giveaway if u were playing video games in the lounge room and he’s laughing with you and then suddenly he’s staring at your lips

you Know what he’s thinking about

“Yuta,, stop” “????? I wasn’t ?? Doing anything??”

has a selfie of the two of you as his home screen background

and a random photo he took of you as his lock screen

it changes regularly tho

because he “cant pick a favourite”

FaceTimes you often

like prefers it over texting or calling

bc he gets to see you as if ur with him

and its :(((

but u see each other a lot anyway so what is he on about

u think its just bc he likes to screenshot u when ur pulling ugly faces or brushing ur teeth

its really because he really just enjoys looking at you

probably screenshots all ur snapchats

but only the ones where youve just woken up or pulling the worst faces

keeps them all

“YUTA OH MY GOD WHY DID YOU SCREENSHOT THAT I LOOK AWFUL” “no you look cute :((”

tbh his social media is probably filled with selfies of you two from way too close

like pulling crazy faces in pics with you that its hard to get a selfie with him just smiling nicely

but every photo you have taken of you together by other people look like your both about to walk a red carpet

truly visual couple

instantly smiles when u walk in the room

and probably gets offended when you dont immediately go to him when you enter

like who could u possibly need to talk to more than him

#rude

nah but seriously he loves seeing u

and when ur happy

oh boy

he's happy too

grinning at all times

what a babe

like LITERALLY

ALWAYS SMILIGN AROUND YOU AND MY HEART EXPLODES WHEN I LOOK AT HIM GOODNIGHT

[thiccymama-blog]

Jeff the Killers backstory but I'm rewriting it to make it correct

Alright before I get a bunch of triggered people, understand that I saw this was a big complaint of the Creepypasta community. I just wanted to rewrite it. Please just enjoy it.

One of the earliest memories they shared together was playing with the cat. Liu and Jeff had a cat growing up. It was a grey tabby that didnt live to long, Lui doesnt know what happened, but the cat was dead in the backyard one morning.

Its throat was slit and blood coated its soft fur. Its eyes were gone, later to be found in the cereal box.

This continued to happen after that. Cats in the neighborhood would disappear and then reappear dead in the Woods backyard. Jeff seemed nonchalant about it, saying it was probably a raccoon or something.

His parents were mortified and tried to find out who did it. They kept insisting that there was a dog or some animal going around killing the cats.

Lui didnt think so, but he didnt say anything.

The reputation they had in their small town blew up. No one wanted them there and they saw no reason they should stay, Jeffery and Lui's dad got a new job and they needed to move anyways.

The two brothers had very different reactions to moving, Lui wanted a fresh start but didnt want to leave all his friends behind. Jeff however didnt mind. In fact, he never seemed to care unless it was directly affecting him.

They moved to a larger town on the outskirts of a forest. Their mom and dad seemed to have rekindled their loveless marriage once they began to move un. Talks of dates and nights out on the town were all they talked about. Lui was happy about this, his parents have always had such a rocky relationship and seeing them like this made his heart explode with happiness.

One thing that made the boys equally nervous was the prospect of going to a new school. The reality of it seemed to finally catch up with Jeff, due to him being snappy and immediately going to his room once he was done packing to break stuff.

The morning of their first day was the start.

Their mom cooked them breakfast, smiling and wishing them luck on the way out. Lui replied enthusiastically, but Jeff grumbled and started ahead.

Lui looked nervously at his brother as they started the walk to school, he cleared his throat, "So, how are you liking the new house?"

"Its a house. What do you want me to say about it?" Jeff replies staring straight ahead.

Lui wanted to talk more, but the aura that was coming off of his brother made him shut up.

During the day, Lui was quick to make friends. He was a fairly attractive kid with a good GPA so it made sense. Jeff on the other hand was blatantly ignoring everyone who tried to talk to him other than the teachers who he charmed fairly easily.

Lui began to finally feel relief when lunch time rolled around. He had people to sit with and that was all he wanted. Lui sat next to a pretty blonde girl and had a polite conversation.

Jeff on the other hand... well, he wasnt liking all the attempts people were taking to get him to talk.

"Do you think you're some kind of hot shot? Going around and being nice to the new kids? Do you want a fucking medal?" Jeff demanded the SBO who sat there and looked down at her hands. "No one likes you, nor the idea of being your friend. I don't want you to talk to me, look at me or even associate yourself with me ever again, you hear me cunt? You could cut yourself for all I care." He hissed at her.

She moved her brown hair back and scanned him. "I was trying to be nice, I thought you would appreciate it... you didnt have to be so rude."

Jeff moved his black hair back in frustration, "Obviously I dont, there's nothing for me to appreciate, my family just moved into a hillbillies dumpster and now some freckle faced fuck with muffin top is trying to talk to me. What the fuck is there to appreciate?"

He was satisfied as tears welled in her eyes. She didnt reply and walked away, leaving Jeff alone with his sandwich.

After school, Lui was in a chipper mood, walking with a spring in his step while Jeff stalked behind him.

"How was your first day?" Lui finally asked him.

Jeff shrugged and continued walking behind him.

A short while later they came across two kids walking down the street. Lui greeted them, but they seemed hostile after walking past Jeff.

"Did you take something from my pockey?" One of the kids demanded, grabbing Jeff by the front of his shirt.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Jeff lied easily. "I just brushed against-"

"Put my brother down!" Lui yelled.

"Or what?" The one holding Jeff asked.

Lui started towards him, "Just please put him d-"

A scream rang out as the kid holding Jeff let go and instead clutched his stomach. Lui could faintly see the glow of metal in the sunlight.

Jeff immediately began to run towards their house, leaving Lui. The other boy feverishly dialed the police.

Lui sat with the bleeding boy until the cops showed up. He had a big choice to make, sell out his brother or take the blame. He didnt want to go to jail, but the idea of Jeff in jail made him upset so he took the blame.

"I'm sorry officer, he just has my brother by the scruff of the neck and I was afraid for his life so I... i stabbed him."

He other kid provided no reliable information as he was on his phone facing the opposite direction talking to his girlfriend.

Their parents were informed later that Lui was going to jail. Jeff breathed a sigh of relief. He wasnt going to jail. Not yet.

Jeff's parents were devastated and couldnt believe it.

The woman in the area organized a party for the Woods, a sort of pity party where they would all eat and support each other. It was a kind gester for Jeff's mom, seeing as she was the kind if person who needed to vent her problems rather than hold them in.

The weekend came fast, Jeff doing the minimum in school and going home to plan on which cats in the neighborhood he could get first.

Of course he'd be more careful this time, keep them in the woods rather than his backyard.

But his plans were cut short by his mother proclaiming that he'd be joining her at the mourning session. He saw no point. Lui wasnt dead and his dad didnt have to go, so why did he have to go?

"There's a cute girl who lives there... she's really nice, a 4.0 student and she's on the track team. You should meet her." His mom tried to bargain.

"Like I want to go meet some girl," Jeffery scoffed, "you should really just go by yourself."

She shook her head, "You're coming. You never get out of the house, Jeff. I'm honestly a little worried about you."

The arguement ended an hour later with Jeff letting out a heated "fine" and stalked off to his room to go get dressed.

To spite his mother he wore a white sweater and black pants. She wanted him to wear something nice, she had said so as he stomped up the stairs. But he pretended not to hear her.

The group started at three o'clock, his mom yelled for him around 2:55.

When he arrived he was pleasantly shocked to see the SBO who had tried to befriend him open the door. She also looked shocked but let them in nonetheless. There were plenty of parents in the living room, all giving his their condolences.

God, how Jeff hated Mormons. They find a reason to celebrate everything.

"Kaylee, why dont you go outside with Jeff and the kids?" A mom suggested the girl with freckles.

"I uh, I would love too."

So she lead him outside. He had his shoulders slouched and a cold look on his face.

"So how was your week?" She tentatively asked him.

"Shitty."

She recoiled at the word. He found himself enjoying taunting her.

There were a couple other kids their age there. Jeff decided to take a stab at making friends and flying under the radar, so he made small talk and charmed the lot of them.

Freckle faced seemed weirded out.

After finishing a particularly funny story about him and his brother, Jeff decided to leave the group and search for a bathroom. An idea crossed him mind. An awful idea.

"Say, Kaylee, you wouldn't mind showing me where the bathroom is, would you?"

She looked up to him shakily, "I would love to."

She took him back inside where he went into to the bathroom and grabbed a small scoop of the liquid kind unfortunately, he would have much rather preferred the dry version as it's easier to mix with drinks.

He left shortly after, the living room lively with people who had no idea what he was about to do.

Normally he didnt like being this compulsive but the idea of people writhing in pain delighted him.

He sneaked into the kitchen. No one. He slowly lifted the lid off of the drink dispenser and went to pour it in.

"What are you doing?" Kaylee demanded from the hallway.

He turned around quickly and split the bleach on himself.

"Nothing, I'm doing nothing!" He said hastily.

Kaylee ran into the kitchen and out the lid back on the drinks, one of the boys from outside following close behind her.

"What's going on?" He asked.

(Gore warning)

"He was trying to put something in the drinks, but he spilts it on himself."

Jeff began to panic, backing up close to the lit oven. "I did nothing of the sort!" He yelled in retaliation.

The adults had yet to realize what was going on. Brandon began to close in on him and Jeff backed up more onto the oven and suddenly it was very hot.

Too hot.

The front of his sweater was on fire.

The first thing the three teens did was scream. Kaylee tried to put it out with the liquid dispenser but it fell and spilt all over the kitchen floor.

Soon flames began to spread as Jeff flailed around.

The room was slit with flames and Kaylle was shouting "Stop, Drop and roll!" Repeatedly but Jeff paid her no mind.

He couldn't breath and he couldnt take off the sweater. He watched in a sick sort of panic infested fascination as it spread to his skin, making it red.

He looked up and saw adults rushing over with water to out it out, but it was too late, Jeff was gone.

He was gone for a couple of weeks. Coming in and out if existence. He finally woke to bandages all over his arms and his legs.

Doctors and family were in the room, including Lui who looked like he was worried sick.

After explaining that he passed put after the burns and such, he was then told that some of his skin was beyond repair. He asked them what they meant.

They carefully took off his bandages and his skin was patched baby pink, white and his normal skin tone.

"Oh." Was all he said at first. "Its oddly beautiful."

The doctor and his family looked relieved to hear him say that.

He went home a few weeks later. The details on what happened that night were blotchy seeing as Brandon passed out and hit his head and Kaylee was vague on details.

(Gore warning)

"He he he! I'm so beautiful..." Jeff's mom heard, waking up form her slumber.

She saw a light in the hall and got up to investigate on why Jeff was up so late and whispering. She opened the bathroom door and looked horrified.

He had slit his cheeks wide open in a grotesque smile.

He snapped his head towards her as she walked in, "I'm beautiful." Was all he said.

His mom didnt say anything, only started in shock. He walked over to her and placed his hand gently on her cheek.

"Do you want to be beautiful?"

That was when she screamed. Her husband and Lui rushing to her aid, but the knife through her stomach killed her.

They saw Jeff in the bathroom, covered in his own blood and his mothers.

His father wasn't quick to react, but Jeff was and soon his father's blood decorated his body as well.

Lui took off down the hall to his room, but was stopped by Jeff tackling him.

"You'll be beautiful too, maybe prettier than me. We can only hope though!"

Kind of sucked, but I spent forever writing it. I realized I spelt liu's name wrong but i honestly dont want to go back and correct it.

[imaginedanganronpa]

Hi can I request an imagine where Rantaro, Chihiro, Kokichi, Nagito and Miu with a s/o that lived in a country that dont snow and how would they react seeing their s/o really excited seeing snow for the first time?

This prompt was so cute!! I used male pronouns for Chihiro, I know some imagines blogs use they/them but I don’t. Enjoy~

Rantaro Amami, Chihiro Fujisaki, Ouma Kokichi, Nagito Komaeda and Miu Iruma With An S/O Seeing Snow For The First Time!

Rantaro Amami

He’s seen snow plenty of times in his life so it nevercrossed his mind that it may be a big deal to you. If he would’ve thought aboutit then he could’ve planned a big, elaborate date night.

Rantaro always says that the best moments in life are the unpredictablesurprises, and right now you couldn’t agree more.

It was currently early January, just after New Years. You’d spent the Holidayswith his family and you two were walking back home to your cozy littleapartment.

It caught you completely off guard. 

You knew what snow was but had never seen it. You saw it in the movies but youknew that it was much different in real life.

You two were walking, hand-in-hand, through the streets of Japan in the midstof Winter. No one expected it to snow – none of the weather reports said so.

But it happened out of the blue. 

You looked a bit puzzled; “It wasn’t supposed to rain was it?”

Rantaro’s eyes slowly shift upward and a small smile crosses his cheeks. “Idon’t think that’s rain, (Y/N),” he replies.

It was thrilling and you couldn’t possibly contain your excitement. You pullyour hand away from his and cover your mouth, nearly leaping forward. “Is thatsnow? Amami, it’s snowing!” 

He giggled a bit and nods his head. “You’ve never seen snow before, (Y/N)?” Heasks calmly. Shaking your head, he bursts into a wide smile. 

Immediately, he whips his phone out and starts taking candid pictures of you.You looked so beautiful whilst so entranced in the weather. All you could dowas stand in place in the middle of the sidewalk with people walking aroundyou, wondering why you looked so surprised.

But you didn’t care – this was a magical moment.

Rantaro loved taking photos of you when you least expect it. Times like thiswere the moments where you can’t fake a smile and when you look the happiest.

“This is a moment I’ll remember forever,” you say with a bright expression.Rantaro nods in agreement.

By the time you get home, the ground is covered. Rantaro teaches you how to build a snowman, make snow angels, and you end up staying out until it got dark just enjoying one another’s company. 

Chihiro Fujisaki

Your relationship got pretty serious very quickly. Youstarted dating around September, and you were already meeting the family withinthe first three months.

His family liked you so much that they invited you to spend Christmas withthem. Chihiro’s family usually went to a secluded part of Japan for theHolidays since it felt more personal. Of course you go with him.

You loved spending time with him and his family because you felt so welcomed.There wasn’t anything that could make this Holiday Season better.

Exchanging gifts was a blast – you loved seeing his emotional and cheerfulreaction to your gift. In return, Chihiro went all out to get you something he thought wasperfect. 

His family also adored decorating so the whole house looked like Christmasexploded within it.

Stockings lined the fireplace, wreaths and tinsel were strewn everywhere, andof course they had a huge tree. Snow-globes also lined the shelf where thestockings hung. 

Staring at them intently, Chihiro eyed you from across the room. “What are youlooking at, (Y/N)?”

You felt a bit discouraged, lazily shaking them and watching the fake snowstorm within the glass ball. “Nothing really.” 

You went on to explain that you’d never seen snow fall before and that was onyour bucket-list. Chihiro frowned for a moment before stepping towards thewindow. You heard him gasp and felt his hand wrap around yours.

It couldn’t have been more perfect timing. Just as you said that, a flurry ofsnow hit the house. 

Chihiro leads you outside and starts jumping for joy. For a moment, you werefloored – completely shocked. You’d always wanted a white Christmas, but you never thought you’d actually get it!

“It’s snowing!” You cheer and your boyfriend continues to laugh and collapse inthe snow. Your eyes are glued to the sky as it relentlessly falls harder as eachminute passes.

You felt your heart race and happy tears start to stream down your cheeks. Thistruly felt like a dream come true. Chihiro had never seen you so happy, and hewrapped his arms around you gleefully. Tears of his own started to form becausehe loved seeing you like this.

This has truly been the best Christmas you’d ever had.

Ouma Kokichi

He knew how badly you wanted to see snow in real lifebecause you told him all the time. In return, Ouma teased you. 

“It’s just snow, (Y/N)! It’s nothing special!”

Shaking your head, you insisted that he just doesn’t understand. 

For your anniversary, Ouma had taken you on a weekend trip to the city. Herented a romantic hotel with a balcony in the heart of the city and spoiled youfrom sunrise to sundown. You couldn’t see any way this could be more perfect.

It was cold outside so you had to bundle up – that was the only negative sideto his plans.

The night was still young but the sun had finally finished going down. Now, allthe lights were on and the city was lively. 

Ouma walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, placing his chinon your shoulder, and gazes up into the darkness with you. 

“It’s beautiful,” you say, “You really outdid yourself~ I don’t think thiscould get better.”

He grins and restrains his giggles. “I know one way… you’ll just have to see~”

Confused, you shoot him a glare before feeling a droplet land on your skin. Youturn with irritation since you knew it wasn’t supposed to rain and didn’t want that to ruin anything.

That was until you see white flakes falling from the sky. You gasp and breakfrom his grip. An elated feeling erupts from within you as you watch the snowstart falling at a more rapid pace.

“Kokichi, look!” You point, your eyes glistening with amazement. He’s grinningfrom ear to ear and approaches you once again, sliding his arm around the small of your back. “I know, (Y/N)… I knew it was going to snow. That’s why I took you here –so you could have the perfect view.”

It may not be a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but this was anexperience of a lifetime. A lot of people get to experience snow when they arechildren so they don’t hold value to it like you did.

“I thought you said there was nothing special about snow?”

He shrugs his shoulders. “Well, it’s not but I know how important it is to you,and I remember the first time I saw snow; I wanted you to experience that, too,”Ouma hesitates briefly, “it may not be special, but you are, and so is thismoment.”

Nagito Komaeda

He may not show it all the time, but Nagito is a bigromantic and he loves planning surprises for his significant other. 

That’s why he often took you on spontaneous road-trips and adventures, no plans,no hesitations. That was part of the thrill while you’re young. 

One evening, he decided that you were going to do something special justbetween the two of you.

Nagito approached you calmly and takes your hand, telling you he had an idea inhis head. He hasn’t taken you on an adventure in quite some time now so youwere due for one.

He drives you out of the city and to a more isolated area with a country feel.It was your escape from the stress of life and school for the weekend. 

He’d secretly rented a small cottage in the forest, atop a hill. It was quiteromantic, really.

Since it was so spontaneous and random, you had no time to really plan or pack –that included checking the weather. 

You two loved the seclusion even if it was just for a few days. You each neededa break from the real world.

On the morning of the last day you would spend there, Nagito had woken up earlyto prepare breakfast in bed. He brought you all of your favorites as well as ahot chocolate. 

You stay snuggled up in bed, cozy and warm. He places a small kiss on your lipsand glances outside. 

“(Y/N), have you ever seen snow before?” He asks out of the blue. 

Quizzically, you raise a brow and shake your head. It was true, you were from amore humid country that rarely saw snowfall and hadn’t in the entirety of yourstay there. The closest you’ve got to see snow in real life was fake snowmachines in the Mall during December. 

You slowly sit up and glance out the window, your jaw dropping. The ground wascovered in a sheet of white and it was continuing to fall even now; it musthave started overnight.

Excitedly, you jump out of bed and wrap a blanket around you, storming outside.Nagito closely follows and calls for you, laughing as you go. 

He’d never seen you so excited before. You felt like a kid again, as you felttears start forming on your lashes, and you’re bounding out the door with excitement and wonder. You couldn’t believe it! 

It was more beautiful in real life than it was in the movies. Watching you fall so in love with the outdoors and beauty of nature became Nagito’s favorite sight, and he watched you with a small grin on his face.

Nagito quickly gets dressed and follows you closely, forming a snowball andtossing it at you. You spent the rest of the day playing outside in thebeautiful Winter wonderland.

Miu Iruma

It was a cold Winter afternoon in Japan. You two werewalking back to your home from Hope’s Peak, hand-in-hand.

You took the long route back today because you wanted to bask in thebeauty of nature. It was gray and foggy, which was your favorite kind ofweather. 

A part of you hoped that it would snow because you’ve never seen it before. Miuknew this, and she couldn’t believe it at first. You were from a distantcountry where it was hot all the time so she couldn’t wrap her head around thedifferences in climate. 

Maybe she took snow for granted, though Japan has had a dry season as far assnow goes. It’s been years since the last snowfall, and that was before youmoved here.

As you two made your way through the streets and back roads, something happenedthat you didn’t expect. 

You were talking about anything and everything when the first snowflake fell.It touched your skin and sent shivers down your spine.

“What’s wrong?” Miu asked, concerned. You shrugged your shoulders and glancedupwards. What you saw caused you to stop dead in your tracks. 

Miu gasped as well, sharing the beautiful moment with you. Neither of you hadchecked the forecast all day. Though, she ruined the moment; “I’m not fuckin’dressed for snow!”

She pauses and stops complaining when she sees the giant smile on your face andcan’t help but to break out into her own. Your eyes were sparking with joy and pure excitement and your inner childlike essence came out to play.

Needless to say, your walk home got sidetracked. 

You two spent plenty of time admiring the snow. Miu found a nearby bench whereyou perched yourselves. You sat in complete silence, grinning from ear-to-earthe whole time. 

“It’s even more beautiful than I ever could have imagined…” you trail off andhold your trembling palms out for snow to fall on your skin. It melts almostimmediately which bums you out a little.

“Almost as beautiful as you.”

You two sit there long enough for the ground and bare trees to be coated inwhite. Miu was shaking but it was so worth it to see your reaction – she’d doanything to make you this happy.

So, she silently admired your beauty while you were fascinated with the sky.She even took the time to write out “I ♡ (Y/N)” in thesnow, which made you giggle.

- Mod Rantaro