#but yeah i wanna be responsible its chill at home time

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Nintendo for personal reasons im gonna need you to release the switch two tomorrow

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Party Police

ITZY's Shin Yuna x Male Reader

1.4k words

Sequel to Sticky

A/N: Let’s do a sequel!!! Again, I really love writing Yuna dominant lol, thanks for reading!!! Also, this one doesn't have the "definitely, maybe" line lol.

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The plane croaks and cries as its wheels touch the runway. It slows down and turns a few times to park. Then, the seatbelt light above is gone.

—

Narita

As far as a company trip goes, this one should give you bragging rights over your friends until death. A spring trip to Tokyo–where every street and building is photogenic. The air is perfect (a bit cold, really, but it’s definitely better than your home).

Of course, it’s a reward from your generous boss, who fought the higher-ups to death for this trip. Your team’s productivity has soared under her reign, as she always brings snacks for your co-workers every single day. And with her bubbly, optimistic attitude, and such a level of competency you don’t dare to compete, they just had to approve this one-week trip at the price of a car.

The secret sessions between you two remain, well, a secret. Though, there has been a running rumor of your boss having a booty call with an employee, but you’re smart enough to play along with the wave, pulling out the ‘yeah, who could that be’ along with a few chuckles.

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Shibuya, not so far from the crosswalk

The exit of the station has always been so busy, oh, so bustling in its nature. The chill air welcomes you to the afternoon of Shibuya. In front of you is the crosswalk—that goddamn crosswalk. You follow the wave of the people to the landmark, waiting to reach your sanctuary again.

The red stop signal flickers

1 2 3

You stride through the crowd—some holding their phones to capture the moment, some are just trying to reach their destinations as soon as possible.

You walk on the same path that you did years ago, just walking up north to your terminus, and there it is.

You open the glass door, and you feel another breeze from the air conditioners from inside blowing your face. It looks a bit cramped, but it’s definitely well-planned enough for you to see all the new albums. The first floor is mostly decorated with yellow and red–same as the big sign outside.

—

Tower Records

“Hmm, Alvvays, huh?” 

Yuna suddenly appears by your right shoulder, staring at their debut LP you’re holding.

Into your ears, she whispers, “You have a great taste, baby boy.” Her voice is breathy–hints of depth under it.

“You don’t have to leave. You could just stay here with me~” Yuna sings. Her hands are perching on your shoulder as she performs her little swaying with the hips.

“Forget all the party police. We can find comfort in debauchery~.”

With debauchery, her right hand trails down your lithe frame, down the sides, as you’re trying your best to stifle your own moan. The Alvvays disc in your hand is trembling.

“Oh, baby boy, I just wanna eat you right here, among these CDs,”—she continues—“I just wanna have you squirm, one hand holding on Antisocialites, another holding on Blue Rev.”

“M–Miss Shin, what are you s–saying? I d–don’t think it’s appropriate–”

“Shhh, baby boy, it’s not ‘Miss Shin’ here. You know the word, remember?” Yuna giggles at her own words, as you’re sweating at the fear of getting caught inside your own sanctuary. And she doesn’t let your body find its footing so firmly in the section either. She presses you forward, and you step back in response.

A B

“Say it, baby boy. Don’t keep me waiting~,” she teases. She presses you past Carly Rae Jepsen. Emotion runs high on you.

D E F G

“I–I can’t, Miss Shin. This is n–not the place.” You two are on Hatchie; she’s still without a blush. You must be fucking red as a tomato now, judging from how your whole body feels so damn hot.

I J K

Lorde. “Oh, baby boy, I know you wanna say it so, so bad. You just love being under my domination, don’t you?” 

But you can’t just give her a green light that easily, despite how much you just want her to pump your cock right here and now, in Tower Records Shibuya. There’s a matter of shame in play here. Your breaths are out of rhythm, unlike the music out of speaker right now.

M N O

“Ooh, look who it is here,”—Yuna picks up the Brand New Eyes box with both of her hands, pouting—“It’s Paramore! You… are… the only exception~. Am I your exception too?”

Fuck, why is she so irresistible?

Q R S

Taylor Swift appears in your sight on the left, along the steps back. “Y–Yes, M–M–” The thought sprouts in your head now, but you just can’t form the words. You’re, again, enchanted under her spell.

U V

Wolf Alice. “No hard feelings if you can’t say it, baby boy. I’ll just take the subway to Harajuku or somewhere else if that’s what you want, alone, without you~.”

X Y

“Y–Yes.”

“Yes… what, baby boy?”

“Yes, m–m–mommy. Y–You are my exception.” And on Z, you surrender to her.

“Good boy.” Yuna holds your hand, waking up a few butterflies inside you, before guiding you towards….

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Tower Records’ Bathroom

“Umm, mmph, I’ve been dying to taste this cock for so long, baby boy.” And Yuna supports her point by dragging her filthy tongue along the underside of your length, glistening you with her saliva. And how can you not shudder with that? “I’d say… it’s worth the wait.”

“M–Mommy~,” you groan, eyes fluttering on top of the toilet.

What a sight. Yuna is kneeling on the floor for you in this stall, aiming to please you with her mouth. You can see her cleavage from the above, with her nipples still covered with the black bra. To ramp up the experience, she starts with taking in your whole mushroom tip with no struggle. God, she’s so good.

Her oral expertise continues to astound you, as she twirls her tongue around your tip, gathering any pre-cum leaking out.

“Hmm, I think I should do a bit more before you cum~,” she says, before diving onto the base of your throbbing length with ease.

“F–Fuck! You’re so t–tight, mommy,” you moan, and your hands are holding on to the lid with your dear life, not wanting to fall. Your head is basically leaning on the wall behind you now.

Yuna says nothing, but you can see her smiling on your shaft despite the cheeks being hollowed out to create such otherworldly suction. Fuck. She bobs her head up and down to bring you to the edge. Her gag reflex starts to make her tears welling up, but that doesn’t stop her from pleasuring her favorite employee with her mouth to his hilt.

Every movement of hers is considered, aiming to milk your cock just like she did that time with her right hand, the other grabbing you by your slutty waist—when you were nothing but a toy for her to play with. She hollows her cheeks, as said, to create such otherworldly suction. And that dreamy eye contact while she blows on your hardness, god, who wouldn’t cum within a heartbeat. 

“M–Mommy, I’m gonna cum,” you say, as your hips buck into her with her frenetic movements.

Yuna doesn’t relent her attempts, still gagging profusely on her baby boy’s needy cock. She makes this little whiny sound with every of your thrust, as the end of your digit reaches as far back as it can. Yet, she’s still determined—so fucking determined to please her number one employee. But now, you want just a bit more.

“M–Mommy, y–your tits, p–please.”

She gives in to your plea too easily, but it’s like you’d complain. She quickly discards layers of fabric until her bra is left. And after a few magic tricks of her hands, her last barrier falls off just for you. You savor in the moment of her bare breasts and the stiff nipples under your impending orgasm. Oh, what a sight.

And it’s there, your seed releasing into her throat.

“M–Mommy~,” you whimper.

Your length twitches inside her tight cavern, wanting to squeeze every drop out of you. She doesn’t let any drop leak out of her mouth either, swallowing any residue down to her stomach.

And as you finish, she has to open her mouth and stick out her tongue to show her clean cavern.

“F–Fuck, mommy, w–why, why are you so good?”

“Just for my favorite employee, baby boy.”

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[the-black-parade-system]

hi can u do a walker scobell x reader fic of u meeting the percy jackson cast as his gf for the first time thank uuuu!!

iPhone screen

Walker Scobell x gn!reader

Summary: It’s only walkers 5th day of filming for the Percy Jackson series and Leah, Aryan, Charlie, and Dior find out he has a partner through his iPhone wallpaper.

Warning(s): different povs

A/N: Thank you so much for the request love! If there’s anything I can fix please lmk <33 also the italics were being really mean to me so sorry if those are messed up.

Walkers pov

It was my fifth day on set, and it was going pretty normal. I was sitting in a chair off set scrolling on my phone next to Leah and Aryan since it was our break. Leah looked up from her phone and looked over at me.

“Hey Walker?” She smiled and cocked her head a little, I looked up from my phone and over at Leah.

“yeah?” I look at Leah who is staring at my phone where my lock screen is showing.

“who’s that on your lock screen?” She asked with a slight giggle causing Aryan to look up. I proudly held up my phone showing off my lock screen which had a picture of my partner, Y/N, on it.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, my partner Y/N!” I proudly said as I watch Leah and Aryans mouths gape open.

“Your dating someone?” Aryan said while on the edge of his seat, so was Leah. I gave a nod and pulled up a picture of us when we had went to Universal Studios for their 15th birthday and proudly showed the picture.

“Well why haven’t we met them?!” Leah exclaimed with a smile plastered on her and Aryans faces. Aryan spoke up.

“you should totally bring them to set tomorrow walk,” Aryan said as he straightened out his posture in his seat. I thought for a moment.

“Will Rick allow it? I hope I’m not pissing off the producers if I do that.” I shrugged and put my elbow onto the arm rest of the plastic chair. Aryan looked over at Leah.

“I’m sure he will. I brought my best friend on set that one time.” Leah said, “Why are they like annoying?” She asked, I don’t think she was trying to be mean with that. At least I hope.

“No! They’re really chill.” I said with a smile and looked at the picture I had pulled up on my phone and smiled a little more.

“Then bring them! I’d love to meet them!” Leah said as Aryan nodded in agreement. I gave a nod in response.

“I’ll bring them then.”

Later that night, around 12am I guess, I texted Y/N while I was lying in bed.

You: “Heeeyy sweetheart?”

My love<3: “yeeees?”

You: “would u wanna come to set tmrw? My friends wanna meet you :)”

My love<3: “uhh lemme check with my mom.”

You: “kk”

My love<3: “she said it was fine as long as I can get a ride :)”

You: “sure! Me n my dad will come get ya tmrw morning.”

My love&lt;3: “What time?”

You: “Around 8:30”

My love<3: “that works for me. Night ilysm!”

You: “gn hon, ilyttt”

Your pov

The next morning I had to get up around 7:00 which kind of sucked. I threw on a hoodie and some sweatpants and brushed my teeth, combed my hair etcetera, etcetera. I waited at my front door for Walker to show up like a dog waiting for its owner to get home from work. I hummed a bit before seeing his dad’s car pull up and I immediately opened my front door and ran out.

“Walker!” I called out excitedly at the smiling face I was so used to seeing as I ran to the car that was sitting in my driveway.

“Y/N!” Walker called back, he rolled down the window to the passenger seat and looked at me. “Hello my dear.” He said dramatically and kissed me. I smiled and opened the door to the backseat.

“Hey walk,” I smiled and waved at Pete, walkers dad. “Hi Mr. Scobell.” He gave a wave and a tired smile, which made sense, it was 8:00am.

We got to set in around a 30 minutes, which wasn’t too bad. But the set was..intimidating. It was huge and already had cameras everywhere and a big parking lot. Walker looked at me through the rearview mirror with a smile.

“You nervous?” He giggled. I nodded “A little.” I said even though my hands were shaking. “you don’t have to be nervous, everyone is really nice.” He said, “And they’re all really excited to meet you.” That made me calm down a little, I mean, remembering Walker would be with me made everything better. Me and Walker hopped out of the car and started to walk to Walkers trailer where he introduced me to his makeup artist and his hair stylist. He was sat down in the chair where they did his hair and makeup and I sat in the chair next to him. Then Aryan walked through.

“Hey walk- oh, hi!” He waved at me, “Are you Y/N?” He paused walking for a little to talk to me, never knew I was that interesting.

“oh, yeah. I’m walkers partner.” I shook his hand and he had a big smile on his face. “cool! Nice to meet ya!” He said with a handsome smile on his face and walked off

“see you later!”

Walker perked up, “That’s Aryan, Leah should be here soon cuz she’s always late.” He laughed as I saw Leah walk through. She was even prettier in person. ”Am not!” She playfully punched walkers shoulder lightly as she had a smile abroad her face. “I’m Leah, I’m guessing your Y/N?” She asked and shook my hand

I gave a nod “Nice to meet you!” I said. She let go of my hand and replied with a small laugh. “Lovely to meet you too! See you two later.” She walked off to her trailer and Walker looked at me with an ear-to-ear grin on his face.

“I think you’re gonna have a good time on set today.”

“Me too, Walk, me too.”

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Hellooo just wanna say your writing is so awesome im actually obsessed omg

Can i ask are you open for requests im 21 years old and id love it if you could write first time with the hashiras with an unexperienced reader when you get a chance ofc!

note: hye anon!! thank you so much for your lovely request, glad you like my writing!!!! so honoured ^u^ let's dive right into it!

SORRY FOR THE DELAY OMG i figured i'd do semi-detailed things so that this could still be a drabble, but i will do FULL fics for each of them if requested :3

— HASHIRAS x unexperienced!reader —

tw: fluff, foreplay, a bit of dubcon, praising

starring: giyuu, obanai, sanemi, gyomei, kyojuro, tengen

𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮 ➤ it was no secret that giyuu was just as unexperienced as you were. his cold, reserved attitude has lead him to bottle up his own emotions in forever and, yes, including his desires too.

giyuu craved that sweet passion only you could give him.

He was the type of person to never lash out or fully express what he was feeling. But he sure did have a sweet spot for someone. And that someone was you. I'm not saying that he completely changed his behavior in your presence, no. But the way you looked at him definitely awakened something in him, something he knew you had never experienced.

One day, while walking back from a nighttime training, he decided to shoot his shot.

"Y/n." He breathed, authoritarily.

"Yes, Giyuu?" You turned your head towards him, unaware.

"You must be tired. My house is closer than yours."

You didn't know if this was an invite or a simple sentence. You did know he struggled with communication, so you just took it as a statement.

"Oh, yeah.. don't worry, i'll walk my way home alone. If you want to take the turn for your house, go f-"

Giyuu's gaze travelled across your haori. your curves. your legs. His stance, stoic and unbothered, in front of you.

"w-what's wrong, Giyuu?"

He placed a hand behind your hear, and leaned in.

"Just spend some more time with me. Y/n."

The sudden request made you jolt. You couldn't say you weren't into him. and you couldn't say you werent waiting for this. You quickly nodded, blushing from your cheeks to the tip of your ears. Giyuu leaned into a kiss, pushing his body against yours.

"God, i needed this." escaped his lips, while his lips met yours. His body wouldn't stop pressing against yours, in a desperate attempt to be closer to you. You stepped back and your back met the door to his place. He quickly pushed the door open and held your waist to guiide you through the livingroom, just for your back to meet his couch.

Giyu suddenly stops. He looks at you with deep blue eyes.

"What's wrong?" you wondered, looking up at him, thinking you did something wrong, or he changed his mind.

"You've never done this, have you?" He wonders, quietly. You blush. Was it so obvious? what gave it away? you shook your head. "But i want it." you added.

Giyuu's hand cupped the back of your head and slowly crawled on top of you, undoing his haori. "I'm sorry. --" he paused. "Sorry for acting that way." His knee made its way between your legs, and gently pressed on your crotch. His hands roamed over your body.

"Don't be... i liked it.." You chuckle quietly. He smiles, for all response. He kisses your neck and undoes your haori. "Smells.. good." He comments, before kissing down your bare chest.

𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 ➤ obanai was aware that this was your first time, and he needed to make it as special as he could. he'd look into your eyes deeply. gently undressing you, quietly, without making a sound. his cold hands slithering under your clothes, swiftly, they'd give you chills.

"hey, baby i'm here. look at me.."

he blushed, although he loved eye contact. your gaze would make him flustered, despite being with you for a long time.

"don't worry. please. it'll be okay. just tell me if you ever want to stop, okay?"

he'd whisper, reassuring you.

obanai loved long, intense foreplay until you both cannot take it anymore. and that's exactly what happened your first night with him. after kissing for hours, gently teasing each other, his slender fingers slid into you so easily. one. two. three. "i'm gonna put it in. you ready? i want to hear you."

Obanai was the kind of man that desperately needs to hear your voice. He wanted all of it, he wanted to experience your pleasure on his skin, too. He needed to know you were enjoying it as much as he was.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 ➤ sanemi tried to be the perfect boyfriend. he really did. although, he couldn't take the idea that you could get tired of him. he wanted you, so bad, he wanted to own you, mark you. but no. you were still pure. untouched. the thought turned him on, a lot. he wanted to be the first. jealousy striked through his veins everytime he thought that you could get tired of him and date someone else.

so, one night he decided to show up at your house, knocking so hard. once inside, he grabbed your wrists in his fists.

"i want you. now. do you want to have sex?"

his voice, shaky and possessive, made you tremble.

"y-yeah but.."

"but what? fuck, we've been together for a while.. please."

"i g-guess. yes.."

"good little one. i fucking love you."

without letting go of your wrists, sanemi pushed your back against the wall. "let me show you what ive been craving. you need to learn.."

you didn't want him to stop. he was too good at this. and you knew you needed him too. you just hoped he'd take the lead, as you did not know where to start.

sanemi's hand wrapped around your waist and he pulled you into a deep kiss. your eyes rolled. he was so warm, as if his blood was boiling. his hands would wander under your clothes now. removing your haori. letting it fall carefreely on the floor. "god you're so fucking pretty, doll."

𝐆𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐢 ➤ Gyomei really knew he had to be careful with you because of his size. After preparing a hot romantic bath for you, he set you on his big futon, big enough to fit him, and probably twice your size. "Are you sure?" he hummed, his voice low and filled with doubts. He kneeled in front of you, towering over you.

"i'm sure, love."

He wanted to make sure your first time was the best thing he could ever give you. Gyomei lowered himself onto you, and wrapped his arm around your waist. one arm was enough to pull your body towards him, and you entangled your legs around his waist. Gyomei's lips met yours, and your fingers ran in his short, bristly hair. The pearls around his neck grazed against your skin. You aligned your hips to his.

"I love you... i love you.. you're so gorgeous.." he said, in adoration, kissing your skin. Beady tears rolling down his cheeks. his hands firmly keeping your hips still now.

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 ➤ After a demon fight, Kyojuro offered you to see the dawn with him. You both sat on the grass, watching the moon slowly turn into the sun.

"Hey, y/n", he whispered.

"yeah?"

"You look pretty tonight. I mean today. I mean."

You both burst into a laugh. Kyojuro was the sunniest person you've ever met, with a burning fire inside of him. But now, he looked softer. as if..

"hey.. have you ever kissed anyone?" the question unexpectedly fell from your lips. Kyojuro looked at you for a few moments, before shaking his head.

"You could be my first. If..." Kyojuro's head turned to you, and he stared at the way your eyes were glowing in the moonshine. His kiss felt like a summer night.

His skin was hot to the touch, and his hair messily rested on his shoulder. As the dawn slowly creeped up the hill, you and Kyojuro experienced a truly whole new world.

𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 ➤ Tengen had just made you his 4th wife. You had no idea how it was to be married, let alone to a man like this. He was charming. His wifes, always cheerful and comfortable with each other. You woke up in his bed. His wives were asleep still, and you two were the only ones awake at the time.

"Tengen.."

"Yes, love?" He replied, with a soft voice.

"Since i'm your wife now.... does it mean.. we need to have kids?" You wondered.

"Of course not, silly. " he chuckled. "Not if you don't want to."

"I think... I don't want kids but... you know we've been together for a while and.."

"I know where you're going. You want to make love?" His voice was so soft and loving. His tone was reassuring. You didn't expect him to get it so fast. Tengen turns towards you, and his messy white hair flow on the pillow.

"Come here. let me show you baby." He pulls you by your waist, his tall body shielding you from the sunlight coming in from the window. You instinctively kiss him. It was a deep, passionate kiss. You loved him, and wanted to show him how bad you did.

"my pretty angel..." He mumbled, as his big hand started to roam across your soft sunkissed skin, eventually revealing your body and lifting your shirt, which turned into clawing your back, holding your hair, and lustful eye contact. You were at a loss of words. you didn't know this man could be as soft as a feather yet have the same strenght of a storm. Yet, he wouldn't hurt you once. He was careful. Delicate. Hungry.

note: i know this wasn't super long but i hope you enjoted :3

NOT PROOFREAD! -3-

[meowmeowmeowmeow4x]

Supersons +1 prompt answer Parte Dos

Parte Uno

Original Prompt

Jon couldn't help but take a peek at the large metal ring constructed behind the massive form of Dr Fenton, its size and shape dwarfing man and son. He couldn't watch for much longer, however, as their encounter with Daniel was expedited by Damian's impatience. Maybe he was just itching for a fight, or a supervillain to beat down. Either way, as Superboy, it was his job to make sure Daniel walked out with all his limbs intact!

"Daniel Fenton." But Damian was interrupted just as fast as he had started.

"Ew, no, it's Danny thank you very much. Only my parents when they're angry, and- bleh- Vlad, call me Daniel."

Damian scowled (he was doing that a lot today). "Daniel Fenton, we have some questions for you."

"Guess that's not gonna happen."

Time to intervene. Jon stepped between Damian and Danny, arms outstretched, with a friendly but diplomatic smile. "What Damian here means is we're suuuuper curious about your dad's research, aren't you Damian?"

"...Yes."

"If you wanna know more about my Dad's research, why don't you uhh." Danny bobbed his head at Mr Fenton's direction, the man in the midst of grabbing onto an unfortunate bystander and extolling the virtues of his next invention.

"Your father has proven lacking in his ability to explain his own work, which is why the responsibility now falls on to you, Daniel Fenton, if that's even your real name."

Wow, laying it on real thick, aren't you Damian.

Danny very pointedly ignores the death stare (hehe, death stare) from Dami to look to Jon. "And you are...?"

"Jon, I'm here with my dad too! He's a reporter, but some of this stuff's got me bored out of my mind. I mean, a flying toilet? Really??"

This manages to get a chuckle out of Danny. "You saw that too? And here I thought I'd get to see some normal inventions around here."

"I know right! I feel subconscious even with bathroom stalls and stuff. What are you gonna do, bring a flying curtain?"

"Honestly I know some folks back home who could find it handy." Danny said, a mysterious smirk on his lip. What could be so mysterious about a bunch of streakers back home? Or...

"Would you like to elaborate on that statement, Fenton?" Damian cut in. "Or the function of the garish-looking gateway erected by your Father?"

"Oh that? That's the Fenton PortaPortal."

"Porta what?" Jon asked.

"The Porta Portal. Portable Portal. It's like the one back home, 'cept it's light enough to move around."

"Portal to where exactly?"

Danny shrugs. "The Ghost Zone, where else?"

"You mean to say your parents have breached the afterlife using science?"

"Hah!" Danny laughs. "But it won't work, trust me." There was that knowing grin again.

"You seem pretty sure, Danny. Also wait, you have one of these back home?"

"Yeah, and it let in the raging hordes of the undead on my town. Overshadowing (that's possession btw), taking over the school with meat, box-based assault, replacing people like changelings, that one time a ghost tried to blow up my sister with a laser, that one time the Ghost King kidnapped the entire town and transported it to the Realms..." Danny listed out various dangerous situations like it was Tuesday, ignorant of the dawning horror upon his audience's faces. Jon himself was starting to feel a little green. Ghosts? Hundreds of ghosts? Each of them capable of possession, and according to Danny, much more?!

"How has the Justice League not heard of this kind of thing?" Jon tried, but failed to hide the slight shiver in his voice.

Danny shrugged. "Guess they dismissed our calls as pranks or something."

"Your father wishes to unleash the legions of undead upon Gotham?!" Damian stepped forward, getting up in Danny's face.

"Woah woah woah, chill out man. Mom and Dad actually learned from the last time and built like eight layers of shielding around the portal, not that it'll be necessary since it won't work anyway."

"And why are you so sure? Did you sabotage it? For whwat purpose would you tamper with your own parents' inventions?"

"Dami, maybe we shouldn't jump to conclusions." Jon said, trying to pull Damian away without any obvious use of super strength.

"Yeah Dami, I'm just a kid, like you. You see an engineering degree anywhere that can be used to sAboTAgE anything? 'Cause I don't."

Damian glared at the other boy for just a second longer, before Jon was finally able to pry him off the poor kid. "I'm so sorry, Damian's just kinda intense sometimes, he really means well I-"

"It's fine. Besides, I'm bored as hell over here too. Since we're about sixty-nine million years below the average age of this place. what say we hang and laugh?" Danny got up and stretched his legs.

"Sure! Hey you seen the oven that's supposed to bake pizza in under ten seconds? Come on, Damian spotted this amazing design flaw, you just have to come with."

As Jon dragged them away, Damian muttered under his breath, deviously. "Good job, Kent, escorting Fenton to a secondary location for further questioning."

~~~~~ They spent the next hour roaming the convention centre, laughing and snorting their lungs out at the inventions, and the rich suckers lapping them up. Although Damian was initially as frosty as Superman's ice breath, Danny's mention of a glowing green ghost dog managed to gain his attention, if veiled behind suspicion and accusation. Looks like no squeezing was necessary, but the idea of a whole town of magical beings that possessed as easily as they breathed still made Jon nauseous.

"My parents actually get me keep him, without the threat of dissection, it's amazing!"

"Your parents dissect animals?" Damian spat out with all the hatred of a thousand dying suns.

"Ghosts, and they never have. Kept getting away. For some reason. Nowadays they're more into non-invasive study. and by non-invasive I mean totally invasive of things like privacy, and alone time." Danny grumbled.

"I feel you, man." Imagine having a dad with super hearing. Or growing up with the world's greatest stalkers.

"Privacy is an illusion." Damian being normal challenge IMPOSSIBLE

They had no more time to banter before Dr Fenton's booming voice echoed across the centre.

"AND NOW FOR THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR, THE SHOWCASE OF THE FENTON PORTAPORTAL AND THE LATEST IN FENTON SURVEILLANCE TECHNOLOGY, BEHOLD!"

"Just watch." Danny said.

Jack slammed his fist upon the on button, which was thankfully on the outside this time. The circular rings around the portal spun and spun, creating an electric whirring sound building up to a crescendo...

Only for the portal to fizzle out, as the crowd's jeers reached a fever pitch.

"Told you so."

Danny's triumph lasted not for another minute, however, when his body shivered and a cold mist broke through his lips. "Shit." He muttered. At least Jon and Damian were looking away. Danny's eyes scanned the crowd. Jack Fenton's sorrow was wiped away as the sensors in his suit came to life. He whipped out a comically large ecto-gun, shouting. "I KNEW IT! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK FROM GHOSTS!!!"

Danny needed look no longer as piercing laughter filled the auditorium. A swarm of green bats descended upon the centre, causing chaos and confusion. Those among the crowd sensible enough to run for the exits found themselves halted by bars locking them shut. Jack opened fire, but was overwhelmed by dozens of ghost bats.

Danny looked for anywhere he could silp away and transform. Damian and Jon did the same. None of them could an opportunity, as two pairs of hands swept them off their feet, and bindings tied them together. Their eyes widened as they gazed upon their captors. Two men adorned with white face paint. One in a gothic waistcoat, the other with green hair and a purple suit.

The infamous Joker, and the not as infamous Freakshow, both in hysterical laughter.

"I really gotta give it to you Danny-boy, that sabotage act you pulled really put us for a loop!" The Joker gasped out between laughs. He pulled out a remote with a large red button. "But I, the Joker, have out-sabotaged your sabotage! AHAHAHAH"

The Joker pressed the buttom, causing the portal to roar back to life.

"Damian!" Bruce Wayne yelled.

"Jon!" Clark Kent shouted.

"DANNY BOY!" Jack cried out, but they were too late to stop the swarm of bats carrying all three boys through the newly reactivated portal, and were too late to follow before the whole thing blew to pieces in a fiery halo.

To be continued....

[kamisama1kiss]

Larry Johnson { Classmates with equal interests }

This is an old story I made a while back 😝 hope you guys enjoy the small little story I tried to fix to at least readable this time around. Don't worry, requests are being worked on at this very moment 😚🫶

Tapping the pencil on the tan wooden desk as their eyes scanned outside as the rain was booming down as if there was never going to be a tomorrow as leafs waved in the wind as they flew past in a rush, a soft sparkling sound could be heard with the lights being poorly lighting up the old classroom.

The teacher spoke, yet the words fell on deaf ears. Meanwhile, they focused on everything around instead. Their mind as being easily distracted also didn't help much to their displeasure. The class went on when a sentence had finally reached out, shifting to face the teacher listening to her one toned monotone voice.

"In this project you need to partnered up with someone" before she could continue several voices were whispering amongst the students, "Groups have already been chosen, the remaining of class will be used for discussion." Many groans were heard, and a lot of grumpy teenagers' faces were visible in the room.

The only thing that would maybe scare them about this project depended on who they got with it. Maybe it could mostly be because who would wanna be partnered up with 'the quiet kid' huh? Most people.

"Last group is Larry Johnson and {Name} {Last Name}. Group up and talk." Which was the last words heard from her, having moved her focus back at her desk as she schemed at some sort of papers. Clinging on to some sort of hope that they'd survive this project.

While they sat as thoughts ran through their head, a voice interrupted that train as they blinked. Their eyes met with a pair of brown eyes, "Hey {Name}, right?" Long brown hair softly framing his face as a beauty mark placed underneath his right eye, he was pretty decent looking. "Yeah, Larry, correct?" A soft smile creept its way to their lips, trying to keep the awkward tension to minimum.

"Mhm" Keeping a good mood. "How would you like to do the project? I am currently blank myself, " shrugging his shoulder sheepishly with a lazy boyish grin on his face. "Oh yeah. We have had about the nature lately, so we can just keep it simple with that theme? Like sustainability of some sort?"

Looking at him waiting for a response, but he only nodded, seeming as if he didn't mind, "Yeah, that could be an easy topic without too much stress. Chill." He agreed, nodding with tiny lip curl.

"Thinking the same." scribbling down the idea in the book which was used as notes. Facing Larry again with an almost nervous smile, that never actually seemed to have left. Not used to interacting with someone. Complaining? Slightly, but that was before their eyes landed on the big letters on the tan t-shirt he was wearing.

"Sanitys Fall?" They mumbled softly, which he had heard easily enough as a bright smile appeared. "You know them?" he spoke excitedly, which shocked them as it suddenly was a bit louder than before, even seemingly more interested in talking. Happily answering. "Yeah, I do"

Almost as if new life had shot throughout his body, Larry leaned forward as his elbows rested crossed on the desk. The left leg bounced. "Wow, I don't often meet people who even know about them. Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Stopped yapping, waiting for a reply from them. They were speechless for a few seconds before the words poured out like a waterfall. "Really? That's shocking. I've known about them since the first release." Taking a short breath.

"I have had to hide that interest, not every accepted at home." Their expression showed excitement, yet it lingerd a more of an upset filter underneath. Greeted with a rare emotion of no judgedment.

"Fucking that suck man, we can talk about it now? I've got a friend who also likes SF. " He smiled back. His joy could be reminded of a little kid in a candy store. "If it isn't too much of a trouble, I would love to."

"No, no. I dont mind. How about later today? After school." An eye-closed chuckle escaped from him, recreating a similar smile on their own expression. His smile was contaiges.

Pausing for a brief moment, "I am not exactly the most... social person." Rubbing the back of their own hand, the pencil being back on the table. Their expression now faltering for a little. "Don't even worry, Sal is chill with new people."

The bell rang, signalling the end of class. Disappointed, this conversation had to come to an end. Larry had looked at the clock on the beige wall before turning back to them. "Later?" Saying with more of a questionable look, "Yeah.. later." Nodded at him.

Larry stood up with these words, grabbing his red bag, which he had next to him on the floor, which went unnoticed by them, not having seen the bright red bag before now. Their eyes looked around the bag to see all the different designs, which looked mostly hand-made or stuck on there. He was a creative person.

Lifting a hand as to say bye before he left the room before making his way to god knows where. This small, friendly movement made their face heat up the slightest bit, almost not even noticeable. Being left in class smiling to themselves before snapping back and leaving for next class.

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You Look Like Shit

Adrian Chase/Vigilante x Reader

Adrian Chase Masterlist

Prompt: Adrian helps you calm down at the end of a stressful work week.

Warnings: Stress, a ridiculous amount of hurt/comfort

A/N: This is so so deeply self indulgent. If you know me and my real life no you don’t. Look away lol. Sorry if you see typos. This was barely proofread. Just a short little thing I wrote on a night where I had trouble sleeping. Crossposted on my AO3 adriansglasses.

You sat in the driver’s seat, dissociating, staring into space at your home through the windshield of your parked car. Eventually you blink, take a shakey breath, and get out of your car, slowly heading to the door.

“Babe, is that you?” You hear your boyfriend call from the other room.

“Yeah.” You force a response out, despite feeling like your energy is running on empty. You’d just worked a pretty tough night shift. Just standing up right felt like an impossible task.

“Hey have you seen my- woah… don’t take this the wrong way, but you look like shit.” Adrian says, stopping in his tracks to look at you. He’s half dressed in his Vigilante suit, but he’s missing the chest piece. You can barely focus your eyes on him.

“Two no call no shows, a regular call out, unhappy customers, screaming babies, and something in the back of my head is still worried that building is gonna blow up because we never figured out what that weird smell coming from the heater was a couple days ago. Not to mention one of the no shows was a friend and now it’s my job to find her and connect her with work because somehow some way they don’t have her fucking phone number.” You feel tears start to build in your eyes.

“Holy shit…” Adrian’s voice trails off.

“And if I wasn’t stressed enough I’m covering extra shifts left and right and I don’t even have time to prep for my supervisor interview next week for the promotion and I’m massively overstimulated and everything is just going wrong.” Your voice cracks.

“If they don’t give you that promotion they’re stupid.” He sighs.

“Can I please have a hug?” Your voice trembles as tears begin to fall.

“Come here.” He holds out his arms. As soon as you reach his arms you start sobbing, finally letting out the tears you were holding in all night, the tears your body wouldn’t let out before because it only feels safe enough to do this with Adrian when it’s so stressed. He pulls you close, giving you the pressure you crave. He runs his hand across your back slowly. Your mind tracks the calming repetitive motion. “I’m sorry you’re so stressed. You have every right to be, but you’re home now and I’ve got you. You don’t have to worry about anything right now.”

“But- but I- I can’t stop stressing! I can’t stop! Like what the fuck am I supposed to do?” Adrian notices as your breathing quickens. You’re struggling to keep it at its normal pace.

“Hey hey hey.” He shushes you. “Why don’t we go lay down? Let me take care of things for the night.” He suggests.

“But I thought you were going out.” You gesture to his suit.

“No, I don’t need to go out. Not when you need me here.” He kisses you on the forehead, starting to play with your hair.

“But the city needs you.” You don’t want him to go, but you don’t want to be selfish.

“No, my partner needs me. The streets have been quiet this week. P can handle it on his own and if he can’t he can call me.”

“I just don’t wanna fuck anything else up.”

“Look at me.” He separates from you enough so you can see his face. “You’re not fucking anything up. I’m choosing to take the night off because it’s pretty chill out there and quite frankly I deserve it and I’m gonna use that time to hang out with my awesome partner. You’ve been working your ass off. That place wouldn’t run without you. Just let yourself try to relax with me tonight. We both deserve it.”

“Are you sure?” You ask quietly.

“Positive.” He smiles at you. He leads you to the bedroom where he helps you get changed. He picks out more comfortable clothes for you, letting you wear his clothes because he knows you always prefer his shirts over your own.

“That’s better.” He smiles, kissing your forehead after you’re eventually cuddled up to him in bed for the night.

“I’m sorry for ruining your night.” You say, looking away.

“You didn’t ruin anything. I didn’t even wanna go out. It’s kinda cold. Plus who wants to kill criminals when I could be killing your bad vibes.” You laugh quietly.

“I love you so much.” You snuggle into him.

“I love you too, but you should try to get some sleep. You really need it. It’s not like you have to be anywhere in the morning. You can just rest. You don’t have work tomorrow.”

“Yeah, but I’m just so stressed about work. I don’t wanna sit here. What if something goes wrong? Not to mention, not setting an alarm just feels wrong. I keep thinking I’ll oversleep and miss work, but I don’t have work tomorrow.” He feels you tensing in his arms as you ramble.

“But you’re with me now, Sugarplum,” He reminds you. “and I wouldn’t let you miss work, so get that out of your head. I know it’s hard, but try to relax. Your body is stressed about things and it’s just creating more stress, but I’m literally gonna find a way to shrink down and go inside your brain and start hitting buttons like Inside Out to get you to stop. Actually, Chris told me there’s this guy called Batmite and he’s pretty small so maybe he could crawl through your ear-“

“Adrian!” You cut him off.

“Sorry I forgot that’s gross to you.”

“Ear stuff is gross to most people.”

“I think your ears are cute.” He smiles.

“I think you’re weird.” You giggle. “And cute.” You add. “Very, very cute.” You smile. You don’t know how even on nights like this he can make you smile. On nights when nothing feels right and the world is broken, Adrian is the only thing that makes sense to you.

“Well you’re way cuter.” He smiles.

“I’m so deeply in love with you.” You say what you’re thinking out loud.

“Well that’s a relief because I’m so deeply in love with you… and I’ll be deeply in love with you in the morning too. I’m gonna be here all night. I’m not gonna leave you- well… I might get up to pee, but that’s like a 2 minute side quest. Okay the point is, I want you to try to sleep.”

“Can you keep talking? I’ll close my eyes, but I really love your voice. It helps. Just until I fall asleep?” He smiles at your request.

“I’d talk all night if it helped. I’d talk until my voice box broke. I’d talk until I die.” He vows.

“Please don’t die. I just want you to talk long enough that I can stay calm enough to fall asleep.”

“I guess I can do that too, but where’s the challenge in that? I could tell you how much I love you in a million ways and it still wouldn’t be enough. It’s like those papers you wrote in detention where you have to write you’ll never do again what you did wrong like 100 times on a sheet of loose leaf… I guess I’ll start off by staying that you’re strong and I love you and I’m proud of you and that I’m happy you’re strong, but you don’t have to be so strong around me. You can let me take care of you. I’m here and you’re safe.”

Your eyes get heavy and you fade away to Adrian’s reassurances.

[phoniexrose02]

Vanilla Brown Pound

Tory Nichols x Black! Reader

Stud! Reader

Smutt~

Tory had Been Having a Pretty Rough Week, Between The Karate War and Multiple Jobs She'd Had Little Time to Spend With you. But She Looked Forward to Going back to school, You'd Both Missed EachOthers and she Constantly Texted you whenever she had the Time.

You Both Skips Class at the First given Opportunity, Splitting off to a Handicap Bathroom. She Shoved you into the Wall and the two of you Finally Locked Lips, She Moaned Happy in your Mouth before Finally pulling away.

"I Missed you~"

"I Can See that babe" You Wrapped your arms around her waist and Pulled her Close, She Played with your Short Locs and Smiled." How's your first day back?" Tory Shrugged letting out a Frustrated Sigh."Larusso's already Giving me Shit, You know her Fuckin' Mom showed up to me Job and got me Fired?"

"Fuck, Do you Need Help? I can Come up with the Cash-"

"No! no...I'm Fine, I just want you" You Smiled Pulling her in For another Kiss. She Moaned a bit as she Felt your Tongue Piercing."When's your Next Day Off? Let me take you out" She Huffed Shrugging, We Can Chill Tonight After my Shift"

"Good! I Got something I've been meaning show you" You gave her another Small Peck Before you Both Exited the Stall, You walked her back to Class Before returning to your own. After School you Returned Home to a Quiet Home. You'd Done Everything you could While Waiting for you Loving Girlfriend to get off Work.

Homework, YouTube, Hell you'd Even Read a Comic you'd Gotten from Demetri. But as it Grew late, you Looked out your window to reveal Darkness. You Huffed Before Grabbing your Phone Once again, you heard a Knock Before your Bedroom door Opened."Y/n? Your Friend is here" Your Little Brother Pecked his Head into the Room.

"Thanks Kenny"

You Walked past the Young man to the Front Door Revealing Yours Girlfriend...Still in her Work Clothes."I'm so Sorry Y/n, They Kept me Later than I thought" You Smiled Pulling her into a Hug."Its ok Hun, Id Rather Not go out on a School Night." You Pulled her inside Quietly Walkin' Her back to Her Room."Do you want some Clothes? You are Staying the Night Yes?" She Nodded Throwing herself onto your Bed, a Sigh of Relief Came from the Young woman as she Snuggled into your Pillows."Ugh I think I Missed your Bed More than You" You Chuckled Tossing her a Big Shirt from your Closet."I wouldn't Blame you, We've got Good memories in this thing~"

She Quickly Strip from her Uniform And Tossed them at the end of you Bed. You'd Changed your Tv from whatever you'd previously Been Watching, To a Shared Playlist the two of you had Made. You Smiled when you Look back to see her In nothing more than your Shirt and panties.

"Didn't you have something you wanted to show me?~" She Hopped back into your bed waiting for your Response."Uh yeah, But i don't Think your Ready" you Teased and She Almost Immediately straightened herself up."Oh Come on, you Seemed so Happy to show me. You know I can Take it!" She Said In a Defense State, She'd almost seemed offended By your Statement."Mm~ I don't know, it's pretty Big. I doubt you can Take it~" You Were Shocked when you pulled you into bed and trapped you Under her.

"Tell. me." You Groaned as she started to Grind against you, Tory Branded a Cocky Smile Watching your Dominant demeanor Slipping."Shit! My nightstand it's in my Nightstand" You Huffed out Holding her Hips still, You Watched She Leaned over you to the drawers and you Watch her Eyes Light up, and a light Tent appeared on her Cheeks.

"You Dirty Dog~" she pulled off your lap pulling out a Strap-on, a Rather Big one."You said we a Bigger one, So?" She gave a Horny smile Before getting off the Bed."I wanna See it On you~" you got up an as you went to toy on she quickly grabbed your Hand.

"Naked."

She Bit her Lip watching you Strip out of you Clothes an Once You'd Strapped the Toy to yours Waist, Her Face turned Red When You Turned around, The Toy Standing at attention."Fuck you Look Hot~" She Lifted her Hips pulling off her panties.

"Let's Give it a Test Run Shall We?~"

You Nodded Pulling her By the ankle to the Edge of your Bed, You Bring your hand to Her Cunt Where She immediately Soaked your Fingers."Fuck No Lube i Take it?" She Spread her legs Giving you more access to her Dripping Cunt. You Wrapped your Arms around her Thighs Rubbing the Dick between her soaked Folds, She Whimpered as he Teased her more nearly Missing her hole and Nudging her Clit. She Played with her Nibbles threw your Oversized shirt Letting out soft moans as you Soaked the toy in your Juices.

"Ready Mama's?~"

"I was Ready 5 minutes ago you Tease" She Huffed out Already Tired, You giggled Before Grabbing her Hips and slowly pushing into her Heated Mound. She'd Grabbed at your Shoulders Digging her Nails in as Slide Deeper Inside, She found Comfort in your Gently Kisses to her neck. Once you'd Fully Seated the Toy into her Cunt, she was Clinging to you For Dear Life as you Massaged at her Hips."You Good?" You Whisper Nibbling at her Neck and Ear, She Let out a Strained Hum Wrapping her legs around your Waist Tightly."Yea Just Full~"

You Pulled slowly Thrusted inside her, as she Clung and Scratched at your Naked Back her Moans Filled you Ears as you Fucked her at a steady Pace,Your Pierced Nipples Rubbed against her Clothed Ones."Fuck Give it to be Baby,Harder!~" She let her hands grasp a your Dreads as you Plowed Her Deep."Fuck, Fuck I'm Gonna Cum!~"

You Were Rewarded Her Release as she Squirted on you and the toy."Damn, Tory that Didn't take you Long at all~" you Pulled the Dick from her Pussy, and she twitched slowly Pulling off. You unstrapped letting out a Sigh of Relief as the Cold Air Hit your Warm and Throbbing Clit, an the Toy itself was pretty soaked from Tory."Your telling me? You look pretty Excited over there as well~"

You'd Usually Didn't Focus Much on you own Pleasure, Mostly just Pleasing Tory, knowing that you make her Feel this Good." I'm good Baby, I know your Tired-"

"BullShit Get Back Over Here" She Slowly Sat up hissing at the Throbbing between her legs."Tory you've been working your ass-"

"Here. Now." Your Cheeks Warmed an you slowly Nuzzles into her Embrace, You Laid side to side and you Jerked When Both of you Wet Pussy's Touched.You Both Laid Legs Tangled and Face to Face, Tory Held you Waist Close to yours, Grind Both of your Clits.She pulled you into a Kiss as you Arched into her an let your Hands Roam Under Her Shirt.

You Grasped and Played with her Boobs Making her Moan into your mouth an Playing with your Pierced Tongue. You Two Grinded into each other Chasing your Orgasms."God~ it's so Fuckin' Wet~" She Giggled and lifted your legs to her Waist, softly Humping at you clit More.

You Let out a Quiet Sob as you Scissored Both your Wet Pussy's an you Shivered Making Tory Smirk."Got your Legs Shaking already My Love?~" you couldn't respond as she sped up."Fuck! Fuck Tory!~" You Two Seemed to move in Sync as you Cum Mixing you Juices as Tory Follows Close Behind."See, Now we can Both Rest Easy~" she pants out and you pulled up your Covers and you Both fell to Sleep Cuddling EachOther Close.

Cobra Kai 🐍

[friendlylilslime]

Shin ran a hand through his fluffy strawberry blonde hair as he wrapped up his shift at the hair salon in the heart of Tokyo. Another day, another set of hairstyles done meticulously. He sighed, feeling the weight of the day slowly lift off his shoulders as he put away his tools.

As he slipped his phone out of his pocket, a text from Emma lit up the screen.

"Drinks tonight?" it read. He hesitated, violet eyes scanning the message. Despite the tempting offer, he just wasn't in the mood, especially not with the company of someone he harbored unrequited feelings for.

Instead, his fingers tapped out a familiar number—M!y/n number. He pressed the phone to his ear, waiting for a response.

"Hey, it's me. Mind if I swing by tonight?" he said casually, his deep voice betraying none of the thoughts swirling in his mind. He needed to get his mind off of Emma... again.

"yeah come swing by, I gotta clean up at the cafe a bit so I'll be a bit late. Just let yourself into my house you have a key" M!y/n tells shin. Cleaning up around the cafe he owns.

"Cool, I'll be there," Shin replied, a hint of relief in his voice as he hung up the phone.

He glanced at the clock—the late afternoon sun streamed through the salon windows, casting long shadows across the floor. Plenty of time to kill.

Shin took a deep breath, steeling himself as thoughts of Emma flickered through his mind. He grabbed his stuff from his locker before heading out into the evening air.

The walk to M!y/n house was a familiar one. He had been over plenty of times before.

As he approached M!y/n house, Shin fished the spare key from his pocket.

He unlocked the door and stepped inside, instantly enveloped by the familiar scent of M!y/n home. It was a welcoming aroma, a mix of spices and something faintly floral that always soothed his senses.

Shin shut the door behind him with a soft click, toeing off his shoes before wandering further into the house. He made his way to the living room, plopping down on the couch and making himself comfortable.

30 minutes go by until shin hears the front door opening. "I'm home. Hopefully I didn't make you wait long shin" M!y/n says putting down his bag on the countertop walking over to the couch falling onto it.

"Just got here," Shin replied with a wave of his hand, his gaze fixed on M!y/n as he flopped down beside him. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly as M!y/n's presence filled the room.

He studied M!y/n for a moment. The weariness in his face from a long day at the cafe, yet a hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"How was work?" Shin asked, his voice laced with a casual curiosity.

Peeking up from the spot he lays M!y/n looks at shin. "Was ok. That bitch Janet came into the cafe and started speaking shit about god. Like talk about him but don't force it so much" M!y/n continues to rant about Janet while moving around to put his head in shins lap.

A smirk tugged at Shin's lips as he listened to M!y/n rant about Janet, amused by his passionate frustration.

"Sounds like you dealt with a real piece of work today," Shin replied, his hand automatically finding its way to M!y/n's hair. He chuckled at how M!y/n always managed to end up with his head on his lap, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"oh you have no idea! Like damn let me have my quiet peaceful day at work. I'm so tempted to hire a security guard or something because the amount of times this happens. Anyways how was work for you?"

Shin chuckled, his fingers resuming their familiar pattern as he played with M!y/n's hair. It was a comforting rhythm, a simple act of affection between them.

"Work was... work. Nothing out of the ordinary," he replied, a nonchalant shrug in his voice. His mind momentarily drifted to the text from Emma, the weight of his unrequited feelings for her never fully disappearing.

But here, with M!y/n, those thoughts receded, if only for a moment.

M!y/n hums. "Whatcha wanna do? Wanna chill and watch something or you wanna do something else?"

Shin considered the question, his gaze wandering to M!y/n lying comfortably in his lap. A wave of contentment washed over him.

"Let's just chill," he replied, his hand tracing a gentle path through M!y/n's hair. "I'm not in the mood to do much tonight."

His expression remained nonchalant, a mask skillfully crafted over years. But in the privacy of this moment, a hint of vulnerability flickered in his violet eyes.

"alrighty then" M!y/n sits up reaching for the remote control for the TV before laying back down to where he was before. Scrolling through Netflix to find something to watch. "Anything you want specifically? Because if not you know I'm gonna want some anime" M!y/n says with a chuckle.

"No surprise there," Shin replied with a smirk, rolling his eyes jokingly. "You always gotta have your anime fix, huh?"

He knew there was no changing M!y/n's mind once he had his mind set on anime. He shrugged, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Go for it," he said. "But you know I'm barely going to pay attention."

M!y/n glaces at shin staring at his face for a second noticing something was up. Probably about Emma again he thinks to himself. He can't help but be jealous of the girl. Yes he's known shin,Emma and itsuomi all since highschool none of them know he's not even straight. Looking back towards the TV he picks an anime he's been wanting to watch for awhile.

As the anime came on, Shin settled back against the couch, his mind wandering despite the show playing before his eyes. He was more invested in his thoughts, his emotions, and the weight of his unrequited feelings for Emma.

M!y/n's glance earlier had not gone unnoticed, and Shin felt a pang of guilt at the thought that it might be obvious what - or who - was on his mind. He tried to focus on the screen, but his thoughts continued to stray, always circling back to Emma.

M!y/n noticing shin zoning out he silently grabs his hand fidgeting with shins fingers. His ring sending a cold shiver down shins spine. "I'm to lazy to make something, what you wanna order?" M!y/n says pulling his phone out.

Shin's gaze shifted away from the screen, his thoughts momentarily interrupted by the sensation of M!y/n's cold fingers intertwined with his own. The chill from the ring helped pull him back to the present, if only for a moment.

"Order whatever," he replied, with a shrug. "I'm craving pizza, but I'm fine with anything."

He squeezed M!y/n's hand gently, a silent thank you for bringing him back from the depths of his thoughts.

"what kind of pizza do you want?" M!y/n asks tapping onto the site to order pizza. Automatically putting ice tea for a drink.

"Supreme pizza," he replied, the thought of pizza instantly making his stomach grumble.

As M!y/n placed the order for the pizza, he couldn't help but notice the ice tea. He gave him a sidelong glance.

"You always order ice tea, don't you?" Shin said, his voice tinged with amusement. "When are you going to try something different for once?"

"hey ice tea is good! Plus you know I don't like any of the other drinks they have at this place" M!y/n argues back towards shin, his voice obviously admitting a teasing undertone.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Shin retorted, unable to suppress a smirk. "You've made it abundantly clear how much you dislike soda, juice, and every other non-iced beverage in existence." He chuckled, enjoying their playful banter.

"One of these days, I'm going to get you to try something new," he teased, poking M!y/n playfully in the side.

Sticking his tongue out towards shin he checks his phone making sure the order is confirmed. "20 minutes it says until it arrives" he says putting his phone back down.

Shin's eyes flicked towards M!y/n as he confirmed the order, a faint smile on his face. The playful exchange had lifted his spirits, if only slightly. He let out a sigh, the weight of his thoughts momentarily forgotten.

"20 minutes, huh? Just enough time for me to finish zoning out," he replied, his voice tinged with dry humor.

M!y/n stares up at shin with a frown on his face. Playfully smacking shin in the face with his hand. "Stop that" M!y/n says

Shin chuckled, feigning an exaggerated pain from the playful smack. "Hey, what was that for?" he said, attempting to look offended.

He quickly dropped the act, breaking into a light laugh. "Fine, fine, I won't zone out," he agreed, unable to keep the amusement out of his eyes.

"I don't understand why you keep liking her" M!y/n says quitely looking towards the TV blocking his eyes from view with his hair

Shin paused, his smile faltering slightly at M!y/n's words. He knew exactly who 'her' was—Emma.

The casual question held an underlying hint of something more, a glimpse into M!y/n's thoughts on the matter. Shin could sense the tinge of jealousy, even if it was subtle.

He sighed, his eyes flickering from the TV to M!y/n's face, concealed behind a curtain of hair.

"It's... complicated," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

"you've liked her for years shin. How can you keep up with it. She never looks in your direction, she only ever goes to you to get drunk or to rant about how isoemi won't pay attention to her. You have to take care of yourself for once as well" M!y/n trails off. Admitting a sad tone to his voice. His eyes tear up but his hair still covers his eyes. Why does he have to like her so much. Damn it I'm right here. I'm here, I'm always here. He thinks off to himself desperately wanting shin to know he's there. His own words contradict itself, because he himself has loved shin for years.

Shin's features softened, his smile wavering at M!y/n's words. The raw emotion in his voice hit him like a punch in the gut.

*Damn it.*

He clenched his fists, guilt creeping in at the realization of how he'd been so oblivious. For years, he'd been so consumed by his unrequited feelings for Emma that he hadn't noticed...

"I... I know," he finally replied, his voice low. "I know, okay? But it's not that easy to just... let go."

Still looking away from shin trying to hold back his tears, M!y/n stays silent. He's not even paying attention to the TV at all. His hands still interlocked with shin, M!y/n's hand trembling.

The tremble in hands was a stark contrast to his usual confident demeanor.

Shin's heart clenched at the sight. He had never seen M!y/n like this, vulnerable and on the verge of tears.

He gently squeezed M!y/n's hand, his thumb rubbing over his knuckles in a soothing gesture.

"Hey," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Look at me."

"no" M!y/n voice cracked. Not wanting shin to see him crying.

A mix of guilt and concern washed over Shin. Seeing M!y/n like this, so unlike his usual self, stung more than he cared to admit.

He reached out, gently lifting M!y/n's chin, trying to make their eyes meet.

"Please," he insisted, his voice filled with a mixture of earnestness and tenderness that he normally kept hidden. "Look at me."

Finally making eye contact with shin. His tears very obvious to the other man staring at him. His throat tightens, His tears running down his face

Shin's heart sank at the sight of tears streaming down M!y/n's face. He looked more vulnerabe than ever, a stark contrast to his usual confident and carefree persona.

He reached up, wiping the tears away with a gentle touch, his thumb tracing a feather-like path over M!y/n's cheek.

"Please don't cry," Shin pleaded, his voice almost a whisper. "Seeing you like this... it's killing me."

"why, why do you love her so much" M!y/n says with a trembling and cracky voice. Bringing his hands to try and wipe away his tears off his face

Shin's heart squeezes at the vulnerability in M!y/n's voice, the raw pain in his question.

He hesitates for a moment, trying to find the words to explain his feelings, words that he himself has trouble understanding.

"It's... complicated," he starts, his voice barely above a whisper. "Emma and I have been friends for so long, and my feelings for her have just... grown over time."

"what about me." M!y/n says quitely, shin almost didn't catch it

Shin tenses at M!y/n's words, his body going rigid.

He had been so focused on his own feelings for Emma that he had never truly considered the impact it might have on M!y/n. They were friends, sure, but the question he just asked held so much more weight, so much more meaning.

He takes a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest.

"What about you?" he asks, his voice wavering slightly.

M!y/n sits up facing towards shin "damnit get the hint you oblivious fool. I like you! I'm not straight ok" M!y/n says with an angry tone. Tears flowing down his face.

Shin's eyes widen in surprise. The raw emotion and confession in M!y/n's voice hit him like a punch to the gut.

He sits there, frozen, his brain struggling to process the sudden revelation.

"You... you like me?" he finally manages to sputter out, his voice barely above a whisper.

M!y/n eyes widen. Realizing he just confessed his feelings. Looking down at the floor. The doorbell rings, it's the pizza.

Quickly standing up he walks towards the door looking through the peep hole waiting for the delivery man to walk back to his car to snatch the pizza. Once the driver is back in his car he opens the door and grabs the bag with the pizza and bottle of ice tea.

Shin watches in silence as M!y/n gets the pizza, his mind still spinning from the whirlwind confession. As M!y/n returns with the pizza, he remains quiet, his usual nonchalant demeanor abandoned.

He finally breaks the silence, his voice low.

"You... you like me," he repeats, more to himself than to M!y/n.

Bring over the pizza and setting it down on the table in front of the couch. M!y/n sits on the floor in front of shin. " Yeah I do" he says quitely.

Taking the paper plates out of the bag and the ice tea as well he discards the bag off to the side. Opening the box of pizza and putting a slice on each plate, handing the other plate to shin.

Shin accepts the plate, his fingers lingering on M!y/n's longer than necessary.

He can't help but notice the change in the atmosphere; it's heavier now, the confession hanging between them like an unanswered question.

"Why..." he starts, his voice trailing off. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"you liked Emma. You loved her so much you broke yourself basically. I'm a guy as well, I don't even think you like guys. I'll just be a burden to you and bring down your reputation with your work as well" M!y/n trails off. Not facing towards shin but instead at the TV, not even paying attention to it his heartbeat sounds so loud in his ears. He's hyper aware of shin sitting behind him.

Shin's heart twists in his chest at M!y/n's words. He was so focused on his own heartache over Emma that he had missed what was right in front of him.

He leaned forward, his voice low and filled with a mixture of guilt and regret, and something else... something he couldn't quite name.

"You're not a burden," he said, almost pleading. "You could never be a burden to me. And who cares about my reputation?" He paused, his voice wavering.

Sitting there M!y/n seems a bit stunned. "You don't.. hate me?'

"Hate you?" Shin repeated back, a hint of disbelief in his voice. The thought of hating M!y/n seemed absurd to him.

He scooted closer, closing the small distance between them. He longed to touch M!y/n, to reassure him, but he felt paralyzed by the weight of the emotions in the air.

"Why would you even think that?" he asked, his voice softer, more vulnerable than usual.

Leaning back towards shin so his back is against shins legs, raising his his hands to hold onto the arms wrapped around him. "Honestly I don't know. You never seemed to be interested in me at all or into anyone for that matter. I was scared you would hate me because I liked you"

"Scared of me hating you because you like me...?" Shin repeated, his mind still reeling. his arms around M!y/n bringing him even closer.

The confession stung more than he cared to admit. All this time, he had been blissfully ignorant, focused on his own unrequited feelings for Emma, while M!y/n had been harboring his own feelings for him.

"The truth is..." Shin began, his voice low and tinged with a hint of shame. "I've been so caught up in my own feelings for Emma, I never stopped to consider... This."

He trailed off, his fingers idly tracing patterns on M!y/n's arms, the physical contact between them sending shivers down his spine.

"I know" M!y/n says quitely. "I know" he repeats

A pang of guilt twists in Shin's chest at M!y/n's words. He had been so oblivious, so oblivious to the fact that someone as amazing as M!y/n had been right there, hiding his own feelings and putting up with his one-sided pursuit of Emma.

He tightened his grip around M!y/n, the urge to pull him closer overwhelming.

"I'm a fool," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "A complete fool."

"you are such a fool. But you're my oblivious fool" M!y/n says with a light chuckle

Shin huffs out a laugh at M!y/n's words, the sound both humorless and self-deprecating.

"Yeah, I guess I am," he replied, his voice filled with a mix of regret and amusement.

His fingers continue to trace patterns on M!y/n's arms, the soothing motion grounding him. "Can I ask you something?" he said after a moment of silence.

M!y/n hums to acknowledge he's listening. Reaching his hand to grab shins hand as well

Shin's heart skipped a beat as M!y/n's hand wrapped around his own, their fingers intertwining. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the question he was about to ask.

"How long... have you felt like this," he started, his voice barely above a whisper. "About me, I mean."

Trying to think how long it's been really makes M!y/n realize how long it's actually been "since highschool"

Shin's eyes widen at M!y/n's response. Since highschool. All this time, M!y/n had been harboring feelings for him, silently watching him chase after Emma like a fool. A wave of guilt washes over him, a mix of regret and sorrow.

He tightened his grip on M!y/n's hand. "That long?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

"it's as long as you've liked Emma"

Shin closed his eyes, his heart heavy with the weight of the revelation. All this time... The same amount of time he's been foolishly chasing after Emma, M!y/n has been by his side, quietly nursing his own feelings for him.

He opened his eyes, looking down at their intertwined hands. "Why didn't you say anything?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"like I said I was scared. And I had hope Emma would one day like you back. You loved her so much I thought you two would be good together but she never looked your way." Trailing off his sentence he finally leans his head back looking at shin.

Shin's heart clenched at M!y/n's words. The hope... the wishful thinking that maybe one day, Emma would reciprocate his feelings. But that day never came, and all the time he's been chasing her, he had been blind to the person who truly cared for him.

He met M!y/n's gaze, his own eyes filled with a mixture of guilt and remorse. "I'm sorry," he murmured.

"so what're you going to do now that I've confessed. Are you just going to stay friends or can we try being together and go on a date?"

Shin's heart skipped a beat at M!y/n's words. The thought of being more than friends, of being together with him, sent a thrill through him that he couldn't ignore.

A soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips, his grip on M!y/n's hand tightening. "I'd... I'd like that," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'd like to give this... us... a chance."

LITTLE ANGSTY BUT I HOPE YOY LIKE IT. Also I accidentally did the poll and idk how to remove it 😅

[themrswallace]

How did I just make myself sad at the thought of Wallace going to the yearly inventors convention and he’s surrounded by all the other men his age with younger partners (typical eye candy or gold digger) and one stands out to him, this mid 20s rebel without a cause those with her body inked all over and pierced to the nines, short tank top to show off her assets or just tease the men because she likes to see who’ll drop their women for her, skin tight ripped jeans and either heels or boots, sort of biker chick, little bit grungy but put together, very much into her body and what she can do with it and for a while you wonder why he’s looking at her, is he falling into the same toxic mindset of looks over love? Does he think she’s easy or has enough daddy issues for him to have a chance with her?

This is Wallace, you know he’s not attracted to her whatsoever for a load of reasons, plus he’s a gentlemen. He’s looking not for himself, but DL, it’s a classic miscommunication storyline where they’re at home missing him, maybe they’re sick so they don’t hear him properly during his check in phone call and when he mentions possibly finding them a partner, or someone they might have stuff in common with, they think he’s fallen for her, he’s chosen this rebel without a cause looking woman whose DL’s age, much more attractive and easy on the eyes, they spend the week completely devastated and heartbroken, shacked up in their room because life no longer has meaning (maybe they’re extra dramatic due to being sick) and ignore his calls after that to grieve and pine and be pathetic as fuck until it becomes white hot anger, they’re prepared to let him have it when he gets back or during his final phone call before the end of his stay and just as desperation sets in and you think they’re about to beg him to choose them instead, he puts this woman on FaceTime and introduces them.

DL is a teary, rough faced mess with a snotty nose, they haven’t bathed in four days, their hair is ratty and knotted, it’s giving Bridget Jones. Then they get the call and looking at them is this beautiful 20 something woman with the same interests, poor taste in men but will settle for anything because they just want something to hold onto while at the same time being independent and strong and in control of their life, and the two share this look that says they like each other but you know DL is sooooo relieved she’s not Wallace’s new girlfriend that they just want to take that feeling and put it somewhere without it affecting their friendship.

“Hannah, this is Le! Le, say hello to Hannah”

“Hey, from what your old man’s told me, you seem pretty chill. Wanna hang out sometime, I’m in the area next week anyway?”

“…okay”

When Wallace comes home DL is freshly showered and no longer a state but the second he puts his suitcase down they just put their arms around him and hold on without saying a single word, ironic when just the day or so before they were about to say ALL the things to him out of anger and hurt.

“Awww, missed you too, Chuck”

“…maybe don’t go away as long next time. Yeah”

The fling with Hannah is intense but brief as you can imagine, things are going well until she actually develops feelings for DL, trying to draw them away from their duties and responsibilities to Wallace which strikes a cord with them and results in a swift and righteous ghosting.

“So, things going well with Hannah?”

“Who? Oooh, her! Yeah….its over”

“Oh! You two seemed quite smitten with each other last time I heard”

“Couldn’t respect the fact I had commitments. Wanted my attention all the time. Sorta needy for a so called lone wolf. Had to cut her loose. We’re still young, we got all the time to settle down”

“Must say I’m proud of you for making such responsible choices regarding your future”

“Thanks! It’s all about the long haul, right Chuck”

“Bros before hoes!”

“Language!”

[albireocountdown]

1.5ish | flick | give me the gun, flick |

There's a slump to Flick’s back, an exhaustion pressing down on their shoulders. Tali’s seaweed snack care package gives their mouth something to work on as Venetta carries out her check; despite how her eyes had glazed over before, they remain sharp now though her body's still. Sometimes their gaze shifts -- something resigned towards Jules, something almost like a wince at Violet -- and they play spectator for a little while.

At rest, her eyes fall directly across from her, to Ruri. Their smile doesn't come out this time when Venetta speaks, their expression difficult to read. They watch, still, but a chill runs up their body -- Or do I really have to do everything myself? -- and they find themselves reaching for the coffee to warm their hands.

Maybe their response is inevitable. A write up or fine would have sunk them at any point in their school career. No one would have fought for them, no one would have bailed them out, their dad would've shrugged seeing them tuck tail and return home and said something along the lines of I owe Janice. I expected you back sooner!

Still, they did the things they liked and, despite pointed eye contact from the ground to the roof, they never received a single write up from Ruri. One avoided capital P Punishment for another, maybe -- Flick could reach and grab and dig for a deal like that.

(But her laugh makes them pause, their hand coming up to touch the hair on their head as if it raised up, so like a deal from so little ago--)

“If you wanna live… prove it?”

Their thumb jabs to the monitor.

“Like… you voted for yourself, didn't you? So… be consistent. You were scared enough to go after Lucky, but aren't scared enough to talk to us now?”

Their jaw starts to jut out as they talk. Their skin hasn't lost all of its prior waxiness, but there's a glint in their eye. It travels to Tali, something there.

“Yeah, plus like… Ruri's right? We're all probably super dead, and I think it would be just, like, embarrassing to all wind up dead anyway after we all obediently followed orders to vote for each other like some sad election or whatever. Like… Ruri, you're gonna have to work so much harder to earn my vote, if that's what you want.”

[forgottentristan]

omg???? i love them!!!!! <33333333

more normalcy than roderick x amira SCREAM sdalsdkfj kljfkljdflkjdsjfkdf me really out here like 'let me just put two of the most dysfunctional ppl i can think of together and let them bring out the worst in e/o...' on that one alkjsfkldjsjklsdkjf but yeah!! i think if that's the standard she's got in mind, she can likely be happy in their relationship even if he ~does bring abt the apocalypse bc at least it aint (dear god) what amira and roderick got ;DDDD

no but!!!! real talk i feel like these two probs more or less grew up together? obv she actually ~is a varmont, so she's def more ~in than he is as just as in-law yknow buT still iirc (wo looking it up tbf!!!!!!) they're ~similar in age (tho i think she is younger...ok imma look it up...) ok so ciara is 26 (which is shoulda known bc i forgot her dad had both her ~and arthur the same year lakdsjfklsdjfjlkds her poor mom got cheated on AND died in childbirth all at the same time what fun aldskjfksjf) and tristan, i know from memory, is 32, so yeah! 6 years, so given that, tbf, he probs ~did seem much older when they were little (no doubt to them both!), but he's only 3 years older than eoin, and those two're bffs, so like im thinking that they probs still did see a lot of e/o growing up?

(that awk moment when he probs hyped up godfrey to her from a v early age while godfrey was out fighting and now they're engagned and he's lowkey worried for her like 'i just hope he doesn't drop you like he dropped me' but little does he know that neither godfrey's love nor his abandonment was ever personal re: tristan -- whereas it lowkey is re: her -- and oops honestly that lowkey would make it way worse on tristan but anyywayyyy!)

but anyway i defff agree!! i totes see them getting on v well! i feel like they have v complementary dispositions! and he's also super level headed, really, whereas it seems like maybe her bro is v rash, and like i can see where it may be that these two spent lotsa time growing up lowkey talking him down from whatever insanity and just akjdfklsdf (also what does ciara think of eoin's scheme of love on first sight leading to marriage after slight knowledge of e/o? if he knows, tristan is def like 'oh cool hahah you sure you don't wanna give it a lil time there buddy? maybe idk get to ~know eo first?' ;DDD he thinks its supremely ill-advised, but at the same time like...that big heart is one of things he loves abt eoin!!!! but i feel like like he also lowkey spends a lot of his time tryna protect eoin from ~himself ngl laksjflkjsdf)

but anyway omgggggg her being his favorite sister!!!!!! <3333333333 for truesssss!!!!! and her teasing him god he NEEDS that big time!!!!!! he def goes to a bad place way too easily and for suuuure he's v srs and hardworking and he defff needs a lil reminder that its ok to chill sometimes??? even idk not to be wild but smile every once in a while??? heehee he def has a bit of a tendency to brood if left to his own devices no question hahahaha but i also feel like, when properly encouraged like this he can just as easily fall into his own brand of joviality and hc ciara (and eoin too probs) were responsible for most of his laughter coming up honestly <333333 and he does def benefit from her reminders to stop taking himself so srsly heehee <333333

but he also spends a lot of time repaying the favor in his own way -- tristan is a v loyal guy, and ciara just needs to snap and he's there! h e's also the kinda guy who likes to just...behind the scenes do things for the ppl he cares abt!! like, she mentions she wants like idk a specific rocking chair or whatever in her foyer? she comes home one day, its magically just there sitting there like its always been. ideally she will never know its him!! *facepalm* its just that he doesn't do it for credit or so that she'll feel in anyway indebted or anything, he just wants to make sure she's got everything she wants bc she deserves it! but its not just ~physical stuff, its like...that dude was being rude to her? magically he's gone! she will never have to see him again! ultimately, he tries to fix things for the ppl he loves -- its the best way he knows to love, yknow? he feels its what he's got to give

do you think btw that she's told him abt her spying?

i love that she's picking up on the sadness in him! not just the baked-in melancholy of his ~personality/past, but also that smth's changed and smth's legit bothering him etc!! i feel like he's been a bit off since he met eithne, at first a bit just...wistfully distracted then kinda...angry bc he was in this weird half-jealous, half-hopeful moment when she seemed happy w arthur (if he'd given his life over to making eithne happy and decided to give up his claim that cou'dve been great for everyone he loves bc in his mind tristan will never be good enough for eithne and, tbf arthur isn't either but he's ~better than tristan in tristan's head...objectively tristan is ~actually the better person hahaha oops), and now just...totally depressed given that she's so unhappy w cassimir and he's like hahah this is hell basically </3

but anyway!!!!! yeah i don't think he ~has told ~anyone abt his feelings for eithne bc 1) its hopeless he can't give her anything she wants etc and 2) even if it weren't, like, he def doesn't think he's worthy of her and to even feel this way is some presumption on his part and he will love her in silence forever but that silence is part of loving her, bc to speak of it would be a betrayal but also a vulnerability and yeah!! he's all kinda tied aroud the axel abt this basically bc of all that self-doubt he's rocking and such smdh #broodalert

but omg yessss he TOTALLY sees her as a sister too!!!! don't tell amira, but she's hands down the fav too heehee <333333333 honestly i lowkey feel like ciara's the one who taught him what ~real family actually looked like rather than...uhhh...whatever it was he had before he met her alkdsjflskjdfkjsdf hahaha

OOC | Tristan & Ciara

cousin-in-law/future sister-in-law!!!!! tristan would say welcome to the family but, well...you're already part of it ;DDDDD

no but honestly tristan wishes her nothing but good!!!!!! they're only six years apart and both grew up as sort of familial satellites to the roderick varmont family epicenter situation, so i feel like they have lowkey grown up together, that way, after amira's marriage? i mean obv she's closer in age (and relationship!) to edmund but still! bc, while godfrey was off being a spymaster and coming and going from court a lot, i feel like tristan, being just a lil boy (and then later kingsguard) probs stayed ~at court w amira, and was pr much always there so yeah!! idk!! but i do think they might be friends?

either way, though, he's def excited to finally have a sane in-law for a change!!! lkasjdfkljdsf ;D