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A/N: Picks up after Fandango. Nothing has happened with the Mom before this, so ignore that hypothetical drabble.

Warnings: I8+ smut, mdni. stepcest, big girthy age gap, angst. jacking off, groping, oral F receiving. P in V but not with each other. cheating on each other, kind of. graphically overhearing your mom and him have sex :(. Joel's state of mind when he did it.

"Firm handshake," Joel says, then takes a seat on the other side of you. Joel’s extra aftershave wafts into your nostrils and makes you tingle. He asks about your date. Jacques leans forward with his elbows on his knees to tell Joel about where you went for dinner and what you guys had. You glance over at Joel and a subtle snarl is forming.

Joel is weird after his introspective drive home from your apartment. When you get back to their house, he silently brings the TV in for you, biceps bulging through his thin undershirt. He sets it up in your room and won’t make eye contact the whole time he’s in your room. Seems like everything went to hell as soon as you asked about their marriage.

��Joel.” He doesn't look. He bends over and his shirt rides up as he plugs the last thing into the TV.

“Joel, what the hell”

“What?” he snaps, “What do you want?”

You’re not sure what to say, so your default sarcasm spills out. “What, you can’t tell?”

He rolls his eyes. “Somethin’ you need right now, or am I done here?” He tosses the remote control onto your bed. He won’t even get within three feet of you.

“You don’t want me to answer that,” you say.

He scoffs and leaves, closing the door behind him.

Thanksgiving night, your mom gets home and the three of you eat dinner together. She asks how the movie was. Joel blushes and plays with his food, but you smoothly start telling her all about the Exorcist until she changes the subject since she doesn’t like horror.

“I was thinking, honey, why don’t you come with us to Mexico?”

“I thought you were going for a conference,” you say.

“Yeah, well. You know how that is. They wouldn’t have it at the beach if they didn’t expect us to have a little fun.” She looks at Joel. Joel is staring at his plate. She continues, “We were gonna add a couple of days, make a vacation of it. You could bring a friend if you want.”

You nod. “Or just the three of us?”

“Sure,” she says. Joel puts his fork down and sits back in his chair. “Ate too much earlier,” he says and excuses himself from the table. You don’t see him again that night.

The next morning, you go black Friday shopping with both of them. At most stores, Joel waits in the car sulking, pondering his life. You buy a new TV for your apartment, a few new bikinis for the trip, and your Mom buys Joel a bunch of new clothes. You’re going to miss the shrunken ones. After you get home, your Mom leaves to do more shopping and Joel watches football in the ] living room. You put on a new bikini and go downstairs to model it for him.

“Well what do you think?” you ask.

He quickly scans your body, his eyes not lingering anywhere. “Looks great,” he says flatly, then looks back at the TV.

You sit down next to him, elbow on the back of the sofa with your head propped up in your hand. He tries not to look.

“Give me a break,” he says.

“I just wanna know if you like it,” you say.

“Said it looks great.”

You adjust the cups of the top. “It’s not too much?”

“Come on, sweetheart.” He refuses to look. “Just get outta here, okay?”

“Okay, I have three more to try on.”

“Please don’t,” he says and adjusts the crotch of his sweatpants.

“I dunno why you’re punishing me for your own feelings,” you retort.

He sighs as though too tired to even try.

“Maybe I’ll go on that tinder date after all.” You’re still not planning on it at this point, you just want Joel to loosen up again and hope the threat might help.

Joel scowls at you. He knows he can’t tell you not to. He knows it’s not fair. “Would you grow up,” he says.

Your laugh is short and silent. “I’ll send the other suits on snapchat.”

You go back to your room and try them on, taking videos and pictures and sending them to Joel. “I dunno if the ass is too small on this one,” you say in a low, sultry voice, then turn the camera to the mirror to show your ass hanging out of a cheeky pair of boy shorts. You take some even hotter footage and send it all in real time.

Joel doesn’t open the snapchats right away. But soon, you hear the TV turn off downstairs, then he goes up to the master bedroom and closes the door.

You smile to yourself and put on a robe. He’s totally about to jack off. Sure enough, a minute or two later, Snapchat tells you when he starts watching your snaps. You tiptoe into the hall to listen. You sneak as close to his door as you can get without giving yourself away. You want to hear him do it unrestrained by your presence.

“God damn,” he sighs and your nipples harden at the sound.

“I dunno if the ass is too small on this one,” you say through his phone, and he replays it. “I dunno if the ass is too small on this one.” And again. “I dunno if the ass is too small on this one.”

He breathes loudly and you hear the wet squish of his fist around his cock.

“Uggghh,” he groans and you know he must be watching the one where you untie the top entirely and let it hang between your breasts. Outside his door, you slip your hand into your swimsuit and touch yourself as you listen to him breathe heavily. He audibly pleasures himself while you put on a show and strip for him on his phone. He’s so fucking hot.

“Jesus,” he says to himself. In snapchat, you must be pulling the swimsuit aside to show him your juicy cunt and how wet you are. You brought your phone with you in your robe so you can see how many snaps he has left to watch. That’s one of the last.

“It’s yours, Joel,” you say from his phone. “Come and get it.”

“Fuck me,” he sighs and the sound of his voice makes you lose control of your hand. You put your hand on the door knob and open it.

His phone repeats, “It’s yours, Joel. Come and get it. . . It’s yours, Joel. Come and get it.” You see the reflection of the explicit video in his glasses. He fumbles with his phone to stop it from playing again.

“What the hell are you doin’ here,” he whispers gruffly with his cheeks pink.

“If you’re not gonna come get it. . .” you say, putting your hands in the pockets of your robe and splaying them out to show your whole body.

“Your mom’s on her way home right now.”

“That’s what you wanna talk about?” You take a hand out of your robe pocket and slip it into your swimsuit, dipping a finger into your pussy, letting your head fall back, exposing your neck as you bite your lip and touch yourself. Then you snake your hand up your torso, between your breasts, to your neck. You walk all the way up to him, stepping over a trail of shopping bags from the walk-in closet to the bed. When you get to Joel, you put your fingers in his mouth and he licks them clean with his eyes closed. Then you take his free hand and put it on your breast, slipping it under the swimsuit. He does nothing to stop you. You start touching yourself again.

He strokes his cock faster. He wets his lips and breathes deeply as he palms your breast and watches you touch yourself.

Then you hear footsteps on the stairs, and your Mom’s voice. “Honey?” She must have left the garage door open while she was out. No warning.

“Shit,” he whispers, yanking his hand away from you. He looks around. You close your robe. “Closet,” he says, pulling his pants up over his wet, hard cock.

“No!” you whisper. But when you see your Mom’s shadow arriving at the top of the stairs and Joel all disheveled with his lube right on the nightstand, you don’t see another option. You’d have to cross the bedroom door to get to the bathroom.

Just as you hide in the closet, your Mom enters the bedroom, and her paper shopping bags clatter against the door on the way in. “It’s just you? Thought I heard someone.” She’s headed your way with the bags. This was so stupid. So, so stupid. You could have just tied up your robe and acted like you were getting something from their bathroom.

Joel intercepts her. “C’mere,” he says. “Why don’t ya let me put those up later?” His voice has a seductive air about it and a pit opens in your stomach.

“Joel,” she says accusatorily and laughs. “Were you watching porn?”

“What if I was,” he says. Of course he’s still hard and pink in the face. Terrible at hiding his humiliation.

“Hope you saved some for me,” she says saucily and your heart drops. She closes the bedroom door.

This is a worst case scenario.

You hear kissing. So fucked up. You plug your ears and dissociate. What follows is a torturous symphony of breathing and moaning from both of them for the longest five minutes of your life. You seethe, then you cry as silently as possible. Of course he’s thinking about you - of course. You gave him that hard-on. Is he doing it out of spite? Out of panic? Surely he could manage not to moan if he was only doing it because he felt like he had to. He knows you’re RIGHT THERE. Can he really not control himself?

While you’re still in the closet, you post one of your sexiest swimsuit photos on instagram. Then you text Joel, “This is so fucked up. I don’t want to ever hear a word from you about my dates or instagram or anything else.” You send him a screencap from Tinder where you’re confirming your availability for a date with Jacques. “Hope you’re happy,” you add. “Fuck you.”

When it’s over, your mom goes to the bathroom and you make your escape, wiping your eyes with one hand, holding your robe closed tight with another, not even looking in Joel’s direction. You can feel him looking at you, though.

You slam the door to your bedroom.

Joel responds to your text, “You’re right, it’s none of my business. I’m sorry.”

That makes you even more upset. You want it to be his business. You get in your bed and sob.

“I dunno what to say,” he adds. “I didn’t know what to do. If you can’t forgive, me I understand.”

You respond, “You didn’t have to act so into it.”

He says, “I was trying to make it quick. I’m really sorry.”

You don’t reply.

“I wish I could undo it. I’m sorry.”

You don’t respond.

He asks, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Fuck no, you don’t want to talk about it. Why would you want to talk about it? You stay in your room for a long time but eventually go to the kitchen to get something to drink. He must hear you going downstairs because it’s only a minute before he comes down, too.

“Hey,” he says. “You okay?”

How would you be okay? You don’t have anything to say to him.

He says, “I was gonna, uh, go to the gas station. You want a drink or somethin’?” You don’t answer.

You go back to your room. When he gets back, he knocks on your door. You don’t answer. He goes back downstairs and texts you that he got you a drink and put it in the fridge.

The next morning, you come down for breakfast and he’s there.

“How’d you sleep?” he asks. You don’t answer. He watches you pour a glass of orange juice in silence. You drink it and put it in the sink. He leans against the doorframe from the kitchen to the hall, blocking your way. As you go by, he gently puts his hand on your chest and whispers, “Hey.” You look down at his big, veiny hand. How dare he platonically put it on your chest? You take a deep breath, your breast swelling into the heel of his palm.

“What?” you ask.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers. “Please forgive me.”

You laugh condescendingly.

“Or at least talk to me,” he begs with puppy dog eyes.

You return to your room without another word.

Over the next few days, you go back to your apartment and Joel tries texting you casually. He snapchats you too, but you don’t answer it.

A few days later, you go out with Jacques to get your mind off Joel. Joel remembers your plans. He’s still thinking about it.

“Have fun on your date,” Joel texts you. The nerve. If Jacques is hot enough in person, you might give Joel a taste of his own medicine in terms of what Joel has to overhear. You’re glad you hadn’t decided the location when you sent Joel the screencap, lest he show up.

Jacques is hot. You go out to dinner, then bring him home to your mom and Joel's house instead of your apartment. The two of you sit in the kitchen first and you make him a drink. You continue your conversation from the date. His voice is deep and smooth, but not as sexy as Joel's. You can’t help but compare everything about them. You and Jacques take your drinks to the living room to watch a movie. You sit in the middle of the sofa and Jacques sits by your side.

Before you've even picked a movie, Joel walks in. He spreads his feet and crosses his arms, pushing out his biceps with his hands underneath them. Then he just stares at you. He looks like he’s trying to restrain himself.

"Joel," you light up insincerely. "This is Jacques."

Jacques gets up and shakes Joel's hand.

"Firm handshake," Joel says flatly, then takes a seat on the other side of you. Joel’s extra aftershave wafts into your nostrils and makes you tingle. He asks about your date. Jacques leans forward with his elbows on his knees to tell Joel about where you went for dinner and what you guys had. You glance over at Joel and a subtle snarl is forming at the edge of his nose. You lean back against the couch since they’re trying to talk to each other.

Joel asks, "So what'd ya talk about? Any common interests?"

"Oh yeah, we both love horror movies," Jacques says.

"Nice," Joel nods. "She tell ya we went to see the new Exorcist?"

"Um, yeah. She mentioned it was good."

Joel chuckles, then looks at you. "It was good, huh? You'll have to catch me up before the next one, sweetheart." He gives your thigh a squeeze and winks at Jacques. Then he leans forward with his elbows on his knees. "Where ya from, Jacques?"

"El Paso," he says. Joel doesn't hide his surprise. Then Jacques adds, "My parents are French."

Joel nods thoughtfully. "Am I sayin' it right? Jock? Or is it Jack?"

"Jack is fine."

"Nice."

You interrupt them. "I don't think Hulu's working in here. C'mon Jacques, we can watch in my room."

"Now hold on, I'll fix it for ya," Joel offers and puts his hand on yours, reaching for the remote control.

"Nah," you say. "Wanna try out my TV in there anyway."

“Alright,” Joel mumbles. He runs a hand over his beard. If he didn’t feel so guilty, he’d be losing his shit right now. You’re sure of it. He’s trying really hard to be fair. You and Jacques get up off the sofa, then Joel stands up.

"It was nice to meet you," Jacques says and shakes Joel's hand again.

"You're the stepdad right?" Jacques removes his hand from Joel's death grip.

"Guess I am tonight," Joel mutters.

“Sorry, what?” Jacques asks.

"Yeah, he is," you say, then look at Joel. "Where's Mom?" You ask. "Figured y'all were going to have some quality time."

"Your guess is as good as mine, sweetheart," Joel says, then briefly massages your shoulder before walking away to the fridge.

You and Jacques watch Equalizer 2.

Joel texts you, “Don’t do this.”

After about fifteen minutes you respond, “?”

“Please,” Joel texts. “You’ve made your point.”

You don’t reply.

“I know I deserve it, but I wish you wouldn’t.”

In another twenty minutes, you see the shadow of feet under your door. A few seconds later, there’s a soft knock. “Gonna make some popcorn, y’all want some?” Joel asks. You tell him no thanks.

Toward the end of Equalizer 2, Jacques gets handsy with you and you welcome the advance. He’s not bad with his hands, but you also don’t hesitate to exaggerate your sounds of pleasure. But that exaggeration turns into real enjoyment. You relish the opportunity to release all your tension into someone else’s body. Someone who wants you unapologetically and would hopefully never make you hide in a closet.

Jacques has a big one, too. You close your eyes and pretend he’s Joel as you’re making out and his hard cock is grinding into your crotch. You moan into his mouth, desperately wanting to feel Joel's beard against your cheek. Jacques whispers your name and says, “I want you.” He takes his cock out and wraps your hand around it. You grab it hungrily without opening your eyes. You hear the tear of a condom wrapper and your breath hitches. Your body wants it.

Then the fire alarm goes off. You cover your ears and Jack puts his dick away. You don’t bother fixing your hair or skirt.

“Sorry!” Joel yells from downstairs. The smell of burned popcorn fills the hall. It takes him a minute to turn off the alarm, of course. Jacques opens the bedroom door to see what’s going on. Then Joel comes upstairs out of breath and apologizes for the commotion.

“Sorry ‘bout that, guys.” Joel hovers there in the door with one of his hands on the frame.

You cross your arms on your bed, and Joel’s eyes fall to where the bedding is messed up.

“Well, It was nice to meet ya, Jacques,” he says. “Lemme walk ya out.”

Jacques is confused. “I, uh.”

“Um, I guess I’ll call you,” you tell Jacques.

Relief washes over Joel’s face and he asks you, “Your Mom, uh, needs a ride, you wanna come with me in a minute?”

Jacques looks back and forth between the two of you. “Yeah, guess I better go,” he says to himself.

Joel walks him out.

When Joel comes back from walking Jacques out, he tries to be casual, but his body is clearly tense.

"Really think he bought that performance?" Joel asks as he pushes into your room. He closes the door behind him and leans against it with his butt. He looks at Find my Friends on his iphone. “She’s ten minutes away,” he says and pushes off your door to approach your bed.

"What performance?” you ask.

"C'mon, sweetheart. You were fakin' it." He lifts the comforter and sheets and inspects them. "Dry."

Your cheeks burn.

He sits down on the bed and picks up the unused condom still in its wrapper. "Least you woulda been smart."

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” you ask. “Leave me alone.”

“Can’t, sweetheart,” he murmurs and puts his hand on your thigh. “I can’t.”

“Then do something about it or get the fuck out,” you whisper.

He slides his hand up your skirt and slips his fingers right into your panties. “That for me or him?”

You roll your eyes. “Shut up.”

You lean back on your pillows and he gets between your legs. He hikes your skirt up and pulls your panties down, then plants his face between your thighs, lightly caressing them from the outside with his big, masculine hands. “Gotta be quick,” he murmurs into your pussy, then digs in. He sucks and laps at you and inhales deeply through his nose. Your hips lift into his mouth. You whine his name. He pauses and looks up but doesn’t reprimand you. He penetrates you with his tongue and moans into your cunt.

“Fuck, Joel,” you breathe. He devours you ravenously, moaning and sighing, until your thighs tense and your hips lift and you moan his name as you come in his mouth and he laps up every drop.

He tears his head away and looks at you affectionately. He’s panting and his face is dripping wet from the nose down. He kisses your inner thigh, then gives you a hickey there on each side.

The garage door opens downstairs. Joel stands up and adjusts his joggers to accommodate his massive erection. He’s still breathing heavily. He wipes off his face. He walks to your door and opens it without a word. He turns around and looks at you, then closes the door behind him.

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everestica · 1 year ago

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♕Tachihara Michizou x Reader: October 12th - @nian-7 Halloween Event!♕

♕ - Hello! Fair Warning before reading, there is a mention of "The Exorcist" and Possession. Nothing to in detail though! Also I have never watched like any horror movies so this was kinda intresting to write, and in this fic (Name) is scared of horror movies!

October 31, or as most people call it Halloween. The day where people go around trespassing and asking for candy, or the day that people try to scare the shit out of other people, either way a normal day for a bunch of fun stuff with a creepy atmosphere and decorations. Most of the time you would sit outside and pass out the candy on the porch with a friend and even sometimes by yourself, but this year was different. Tachihara finally had the day off and he was intending to make it count, I mean with his busy schedule it’s almost impossible to get any time with you. He had gotten home a couple hours before the trick-or-treaters had started and immediately came in throwing his stuff on the ground going to hug you. He then pulled you over to the couch and put on a movie, The Exorcist to be exact. Which would have been even better if he had actually told you before he put it on, that was the one thing you couldn’t stand about the fall season, the horror movies. They had freaked you out since you could remember and now he has this bright idea to put on the scariest (according to google) horror movie on?!

An hour into the movie, the trick-or-treaters started to go around, ringing doorbells and knocking on doors. Which of course freaked you out, I mean who wouldn’t be freaked out after watching people get possessed, you screamed and jumped on Tachihara clinging onto him, frantically looking around the room. He laughed a little and wrapped his arms around your waist.

Tachihara: (Name).. It’s just the trick-or-treaters.. You’re not getting possessed by a doorbell.

He can’t help but laugh, you just give him a dirty look.

(Name): Well I mean. You never know what could happen.

(Name) then tries to get off the couch, but before they can walk away from him, he pulls them back down.

Tachihara: No way. You’re staying here. With me. And this movie.

(Name): But Tachi, the kids?

Tachihara: Let them think nobody is home. There are plenty other houses

He shrugs

It takes a while but he eventually makes you sit back down with him, forgetting about the candy bowl sitting at the front of the house. Hours go by, and even after you finish one movie he keeps you on the couch with him switching between more horror movies so you’re too scared to even put your feet on the ground. So whenever a trick-or-treaters came by the house you would cuddle more and more into him until there was no such thing as “space”. He just laughed the whole time, but did still hold onto you until you were starting to yawn a little. He waited a while until you finally fell asleep, that’s when he turned off the TV and picked you up bringing you to bed. He knew that in the morning he was probably gonna have to carry you around everywhere and never leave your side, but he wasn’t complaining, at least for now.

♛

(Bonus: Tachihara has either A. seen all those movies because why not, or B. he was too busy watching you get scared and could really only hear the screams in the background. Chances are we’ll never know..)

[News Flash: you will. I created this so I get to decide, he was totally just watching you and slightly laughing at you the whole time, especially when you were in his arms and starting to fall asleep.]

♛- Please if you are going to repost any of my works anywhere else, ask permission first! There will be almost a 100% chance that I will say yes as long as you just ask and give credit! Thank you for your understanding!

#bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd #bsd x reader #tachihara michizou #tachihara michizou x reader #tachihara #tachihara x reader

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imagineanime2022 · 2 years ago

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Got any anime recs?? I'm pretty much bored, here's what I've seen! Minus a couple I haven't finished yet though.

A silent voice

Angels of death

Assassination classroom

Attack on Titan

Avatar the last Airbender

Beast stars

Black butler

Blue exorcist

Brand new animal

Bungo Stray Dogs

Castlevania

Cells at work

Deathnote

Demon slayer

Devilman crybaby

Erased

Fairytale

Food wars

Fullmetal alchemist

Haikyuu

High rise invasion

Hunter x hunter

Inuyasha

Kakeguri

Komi can’t communicate

Kuroko’s basketball

Kuroko’s basketball last game

My hero academia

Ouran highschool host club

Parasyte

Saiki K

Saiki K reawakened

Seven deadly sins

Soul eater

Sword art online

The promised Neverland

Toilet bound Hanako-kun

Tokyo revengers

Violet evergarden

Violet evergarden auto memory doll

Your lie in April

Mmm I'm in the same place at the moment but there are a few on your list that I haven't seen yet so I'm going to check those out. Some that I've seen are:

God Of Highschool

Chainsaw Man

Trigun Stampede (one of the best I've seen in a while, I adore this one)

Sk8 (pretty good for easy watching)

Jujutsu Kaisen and the movie Jujutsu Kaisen 0 (also one of my favourites)

Demon Slayer

Naruto/ Naruto Shippuden (this ones a long one but it was the first anime that I watched so it always has a special place in my heart)

Bluelock (another good sports anime if that's what your looking for, I've literally fallen in love with all of these boys, thinking about adding it to my list)

Hell's Paradise (I love what I've seen of this, I'm waiting for more episodes to come out but it's really good, quite gorey though, lost of blood involved.)

Hope that helps cure your boredom a little. Let me know what you think if you watch any of them :)

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don-lichterman · 1 year ago

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The Best Upcoming Movies of 2023

2023 is promising to be an epic year at the cinema. The Marvel Cinematic Universe will continue to steam ahead with massively anticipated titles featuring Ant-Man and the Guardians of the Galaxy. We’ll also see original films by directors Christopher Nolan and Greta Gerwig as well as sequels in franchises like Scream, The Fast and the Furious, and Indiana Jones. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Let’s hop into our top picks for the best upcoming movies of 2023. Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania (Feb. 17) Ant-Man’s third film (and second alongside The Wasp) is guaranteed to be the trippiest yet. Our heroes, played by Paul Rudd and Evangeline Lily, will venture into the quantum realm and encounter an entirely new world therein. This star-studded adventure also features Michael Douglas and Michelle Pfeiffer. Scream 6 (March 10) Scream 6 is set to prove that it’s never too late (or early) for Halloween scares. The sixth film in the series comes after a successful “reboot” in 2020. Series regulars Courtney Cox and Hayden Panettiere are back alongside newbies like Jenna Ortega (fresh from Netflix’s hit Wednesday). This time, Ghostface brings terror to New York City! The Super Mario Bros. Movie (April 7) Mario, Luigi, Peach, and the rest of the Mushroom Kingdom gang are hitting the big screen in this animated tale of good vs evil. Chris Pratt and Charlie Day will play Mario and Luigi, and Jack Black will voice the villain Bowser—which all but guarantees a hilarious and nostalgic ride. Guardians of the Galaxy vol. 3 (May 5) Speaking of Chris Pratt, he’ll also return with the rest of the Guardians of the Galaxy for the third (and final?) installment of James Gunn’s epic Marvel series. Fans are anticipating the return of Zoe Saldaña as Gamora and plenty of action-packed space-bound hijinks. Fast X (May 19) Do we need another entry in the Fast and Furious series? Fans say yes. The 10th adventure will star Vin Diesel and many series regulars along with new members of the “family” Jason Momoa and Brie Larson. We’re not sure about the plot yet, but it’s sure to include plenty of cars, muscles, and action. Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny (June 30) Harrison Ford steps back into the role of Indy for what’s sure to be his final adventure in Dial of Destiny. Set during the space race in the 1960s, Jones will surely encounter plenty of Russian baddies and some supernatural twists and turns. Joined by Mads Mikkelsen, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, and Antonio Banderas, this may be the movie event of the summer. Barbie (July 21) Greta Gerwig’s massively anticipated Barbie pic stars Margot Robbie as the plastic protagonist and Ryan Gosling as her boy-toy Ken. We can’t wait to see the combination of Gerwig’s wit, glossy visuals, and nostalgic sound effects in this unexpected original film. Written by Gerwig and Noah Baumbach, Barbie will receive a PG-13 rating and be targeted more at adults than children. Oppenheimer (July 21) The new film by all-time great Christopher Nolan will hit theaters this summer and tell the story of the man behind the atomic bomb. Cillian Murphy plays the title role in what may be the performance of his career. But he’s by no means the only star on board. Rober Downy Jr., Matt Damon, Emily Blunt, and more will support. The Exorcist (Oct. 13) Just in time for Halloween, director David Gordon Green will reboot The Exorcist in what’s expected to be the first in a trilogy of terror. Ellen Burstyn, who played the mother of the possessed child Regan in the original film, will reprise her role and help a new priest with a similar case. Dune: Part 2 (Nov. 3) Dennis Villeneuve's epic adaptation of the fantasy series will continue late in 2023 with the action-packed conclusion to Dune. We’ll see Paul Atreides (Timothée Chalamet) step into big shoes as the chosen one alongside his love interest played by Zendaya. We see Oscars in this film’s future! Grab the Popcorn, Because 2023 is at the Movies These are our most anticipated films of 2023, but there are so many more that didn’t make this list, including DC titles like Aqua-Man 2 and Shazam 2, MCU’s The Marvels, the live-action Little Mermaid, and a new Transformers movie. Long story short? We’re going to be glued to our seats in 2023! Read the full article

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Peaky Blinders Incorrect Quotes Part Seventeen

(Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine/ Part Ten / Part Eleven / Part Twelve / Part Thirteen / Part Fourteen / Part Fifteen / Part Sixteen )

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Red: What can therapy do for me that screaming in my car for 30 minutes can’t?

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Red: Quitting! It's like trying, but easier.

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Red: We call that a traumatic experience. Red, turning to Alfie: Not a "bruh moment". Red, turning to Aberama: Not "sadge". Red, turning to Thomas: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

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Thomas: My stomach growled super loud in French. Thomas: I would like to clarify, my stomach did not speak in French. It growled during French class. Red: Bonjour. Alfie: Le growl. Aberama: Hon hon hon, feed me a baguette.

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Thomas: We need a way to lure in new customers? Alfie: Maybe we could have some fun, interactive events! Red: Aberama bath water. Aberama: ABSOLUTELY NOT!

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*In a horror movie situation* Thomas: I've got no service in my phone here. Aberama: Shoot, my battery just died. Red: Sorry guys, I just broke my phone with a hammer. Alfie: Guys, my phone is a book.

Red: Those darn tall old people. Aberama: Darn em' indeed. Thomas: Don't worry, they'll be gone soon enough. Alfie: *sharpening knife* Yes. Dead. The Squad:.....................

Alfie: Hahaha. Alfie: ...Is this self-destructive behavior?

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Red, singing to the tune of I Kissed a Girl: I killed a guy, and I liked it- Alfie, whispering: Should we call the exorcist? Aberama, also singing: The taste of his cherry Chapstick. Thomas, appalled: Call the exorcist.

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Aberama: How did none of you hear what I just said?! Red: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours. Alfie: I got distracted halfway through. Thomas: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

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Red: Subs are so fun to play with. All you have to do is hint at what you might do, back them into a corner with a look, or grab their wrist in a certain way and they're a wide-eyed mess. Thomas: What the fuck kind of Subway are you going to? Aberama: Substitute teachers deal with so much shit. Alfie: Guys.

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Thomas: *Gasp* Aberama: wHAT?? Thomas: What if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in Spanish? Aberama: *inhales* Alfie, in another room with Red: Why can I hear screeching?

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Aberama: What is love? Thomas: An emotional minefield. Alfie: A neurochemical reaction. Red: Baby don't hurt me.

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Police: You’re under arrest for trying to carry three people on a single motorcycle. Aberama, with Red and Thomas behind them: Wait, what do you mean THREE?! Police: Yes…three. Aberama: Oh, my God— What the fuck!? Police: Wha- Aberama: Alfie FUCKING FELL OFF!

Red: It’s Christmas! Are you all in a Christmas mood?! Thomas: Merry crisis. Aberama: Jingle bells, jingle bells, single all the way. Alfie: Hoe hoe hoe. Red: Guys, please.

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Alfie: Are you laughing at that video of Red and Aberama fighting? Thomas: No. Thomas: I'm laughing at the comments.

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Thomas: Sometimes I drink milk straight from the container. Red: The cow?? Thomas:What? Alfie: Red, W H Y?

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Alfie, writing in a letter: "I'm going to kick.. your... ass." Alfie: THERE. Now send it. Thomas:: Dude, your handwriting's terrible, are you sure you want to- Alfie: JUST DO IT! A few moments later Aberama: So what does it say? Red, reading the letter: They say they're going to "lick my...." Aberama:..... Red:..... Aberama: Gross-

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Thomas: I am darkness. I am an power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am- Red: A doll. Aberama: A cinnamon roll. Alfie: A sweetheart. Thomas:...... Thomas: ...stop it.

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Alfie: How late were you up last night? Thomas & Aberama, in tandem: Me? Alfie: No, not you two. You stay up late all the time. Alfie, to Red: You.

Red: No later than usual?

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Red: I’ve never smoked marijuana. I ate a brownie once at a party. It was intense. It was kind of indescribable. I felt like I was floating. Turns out there was no pot in the brownie. It was just an insanely good brownie.

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Red: Reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold, bye!

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Red: Clownery. Tomfoolery. Absolute fuckery, I am going to revoke your life privileges.

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Red, texting: Don't worry, I have your phone! Text me when you're gonna come get it!

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Thomas, working at McDonald's: Sorry sir, we don't serve a McFuck here, so either you throw that one slice of pickle out or we're gonna have a McProblem.

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Thomas: I wish I could control wasps and bees to sting my enemies. Red: You’re too young to have enemies. Thomas: You don’t even know.

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Thomas: And what do I get out of this? Red: I will give you a dollar. Thomas: What do you think I am? A chump? I would never do it for a dollar! Red: How bout two dollars? Thomas: You got yourself a deal.

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Thomas: And then they ran into my knife. They ran into my knife ten times. Red: You mean you stabbed them? Thomas: They ran into my knife.

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Red: So, Thomas, do you have a crush on anyone? Thomas: The only crush I have is this crushing anxiety.

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Thomas: Oooh, a train! Red: We’re in a train station, Thomas.

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Thomas: You’re an idiot. Red: That’s the charm.

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Red: "It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield." Thomas: Opposite over hypotenuse. Thomas: Dipshit.

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Thomas: Red! This soup is flaccid! Red: LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK DOES THIS MEAN?!

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Thomas: Hello Red, made anyone cry today? Red: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.

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Red: Why is it that I always lose things as soon as I need them? Thomas: Actually, it's not that you lose things when you need them. You lose them a while before. It's just that you LOOK for things when you need them. Red: Okay yeah thanks Thomas, that's great but WHERE'S THE FUCKING FIRST AID KIT?

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Red: All snacks are gone. Thomas: I AM LITERALLY RIGHT HERE?!

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fairy-writes · 2 years ago

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SO this is a day late; whoops, I meant to post this on New Years' Eve

I did this last year and wanted to do it again! So here’s a list that no one asked for of the top 10 anime series I watched this year, including two honorable mentions. They are ranked from (in my opinion) best to worst!

Animes I Watched This Year:

Arcane: League of Legends

IDK if this counts as an anime, but I love it so much that I’m including it anyway.

Literally my favorite animated show of all time.

It beats out Moriarty the Patriot, Demon Slayer, all of the animes.

People who have been following me since my Arcane obsession began know of my love for Viktor.

He’s my favorite and deserves the world.

But the show is stunning; every shot is amazing, the music is astounding, and everything about it is breathtaking!

Jujutsu Kaisen 0

Ok, I saw this in theaters, and I wanted to cry because it’s so beautiful.

I already owned the manga and had read it, and the fact that I love the movie more than the manga is something to consider.

There was never a boring moment in the movie, all the characters were memorable (with the exception of very few), and I absolutely adore Yuta.

Like, I already loved Geto because of that flashback arc we had in the manga, but Yuta beat him, he beat Gojo, and he beat everyone in the entire anime as my favorite except for maybe Inumaki.

This was truly Yuta’s movie, and I can’t wait for season 2!

Demon Slayer Season 2

THIS SHOW BLEW MY EXPECTATIONS OUT OF THE WATER

The CGI used was absolutely amazing. THIS IS HOW CGI SHOULD BE USED PEOPLE TAKE NOTES

Uzui is actually my favorite Hashira, save for Iguro (my least favorite is Rengoku, don’t come for me) so seeing a season dedicated to him was great.

I own all the manga, and this was one of my favorite arcs, so seeing it animated was like a birthday present.

Bungou Stray Dogs: WAN!

THIS SHOW IS SO CUTE, BUT ALSO MADE ME CRY WTF

Like episode 10? Had me pretty much bawling my eyes out

I also watched it in dub which was also a treat. I really like the BSD dub, and this was no exception.

Someone, please talk about it with me.

Like I can’t.

I need someone to cry with.

Spy x Family

Normally slice-of-life shows aren’t my thing.

But this one is the exception!

This show is so fun, so colorful, and so just utterly amazing that I can’t help but want to rewatch it a bunch!

I don’t have any complaints about it. It’s just at number 5 cause I love the other shows more.

Chainsaw Man

So I’m collecting the manga right now.

I already read it online and remember pretty much none of it.

This is what I get for reading it during finals week lmao

But the show is so cool!

It helps refresh my memory of what happens and every moment (save for the first kiss) is animated so beautifully!

They use CGI really well, with very few moments looking awkward or just out of pace.

This is only down at the halfway mark because it hasn’t gotten to my favorite part of the manga yet, so I can’t accurately judge how much I’ll love my favorite parts.

The Case Study of Vanitas Season 2

THIS IS SUCH A PRETTY SHOW

The only reason it’s down this far is because I didn’t actually finish season 2.

I didn’t even see the final fight between everyone and the Beast of Gevaudan, or however you spell it

So I really can’t judge this show until I finish the entire thing, haha

Blue Exorcist

I’M ONLY ON EPISODE THREE AND HAVEN’T SEEN IT SINCE 2014 DON’T COME FOR ME

I’m watching it in English Dub, and I think this is the only role that I actually like Bryce Papenbrook in. Anything else, and he just comes across as slightly annoying, but I really like him as Rin!

But this show is such a nostalgia trip. It’s great to rewatch, and the animation holds up really well!

Also, the opening is one of my favorites. I absolutely adore it.

Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress

This one is so bizarre, but I still really enjoy it.

Like the premise is so cool, and the animation is great!

It just fell kind of flat.

They just needed more episodes to really explore everything they wanted to, but overall, 7/10 would recommend it to someone looking for a short but fun watch!

High Rise Invasion

I’m not even done with episode 1, but I already really enjoy the guy with the sniper rifle. I think he’s called Sniper Mask?

Anyway, the whole bit at the beginning of that one cop or whatever trying to make the main girl take off her clothes wasn’t the best.

It is part of what brought it down to number ten.

The other part is just that I haven’t finished it.

I’m noticing a trend with my watching habits, lol

Honorable Mentions

Sk8 the Infinity

Literally, the only thing beating this out of my top ten list is Adam.

I actually had this idea of writing a story of a detective from America coming to Japan and arresting him because that was hilarious to me, and he didn’t deserve the ending he got.

He deserved much worse, and no one can change my mind.

Millionaire Detective: Balance Unlimited

Oh. My. Gosh. This show was SO BORING

I CANNOT

I WAS DYING

The first couple of episodes were really fun and jazzy and whatever, but by the end, I was doing literally everything I could just not to watch it.

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looooooooomis · 4 years ago

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Somebody’s Baby

a stu macher x fem!reader one shot requested by the lovely @slasherscream

I try to shut my eyes, but I can't get her outta my sight. I know I'm gonna know her, but I gotta get over my fright.

pairing: Stu Macher x fem!reader word count: 5.6k warnings: s m u t, longing, fluff, angst, oral, teasing, honestly I went off (my bad)

Stu Macher never really did stand a chance. At least not when it came to you.

He was putty in your hands, whether you knew it or not. He’d do anything for you, everything for you – even if that meant taking a backseat to Billy Loomis. He had to admit, it was gutting to watch you and Billy interact the way you did. The two of you were close – hell, the three of you were close – but there was something about you and Billy that seemed to just…make sense.

And, for the most part, Stu was okay with that. For the most part being the key words. Because, fuck, he’d be a liar if he said that tonight of all nights wasn’t bothering him. It was a night not unlike any other. The three of you had decided on a movie that Stu couldn’t really bring himself to care about all too much as you and Billy harped on and on about whatever it was the two of you were talking about, but it was your attitude that was rubbing him the wrong way.

You were distant tonight. You were cold. You seemed to smile real big whenever Billy would make a comment about the movie but if Stu said a goddamn word it was as though he’d sucker punched you in the gut. It didn’t feel angry, or at least he didn’t think you were angry, but there was something off about the whole damn thing and it was driving him mental.

You were tucked away in the chair with your knees curled up into your chest, frowning at a particularly bloody scene on the TV, a seemingly important one too, but Stu couldn’t bring himself to watch it. He was far too busy trying to discern what the lines on your forehead meant, what the furrowed brow and small, barely-there frown on that pretty face of yours meant. Had he unknowingly done something wrong? He didn’t think so, but stupid shit came out of his mouth all day long so, he supposed, it wasn’t impossible.

But there was a niggling feeling in his gut that told him that couldn’t be it. You weren’t mad or annoyed, you were cold. You were distant. It was as though you’d barricaded yourself away from him and done so with purpose. But why?

Why, why, why?

“It’s eight, Stu,” Billy muttered, far too engrossed in the movie to bother looking his way. “Didn’t you have to be at whatsername’s by eight-thirty?”

Glancing down at the time on his watch, Stu stretched out his long limbs and chanced another look at you only to find that your eyes were solely focused on the wall just beyond the television. For a moment, he remained still, waiting for you to do something. To look at him, to make a quip about his date, to do literally anything besides ignore him, but when your stare remained cast ahead, Stu sighed and stood up to his full height. “Yeah, yeah, I’m going.” He griped. “Think she’ll put out?”

It was meant to be a joke, something to lighten the mood or, at the very least, get you to crack a smile or roll your eyes, but when all you did was continue in your stare-off with the fucking wall, Stu’s stomach fell.

What the fuck was your problem tonight?

“Tact, fucker. Y/N is right here.” Billy rolled his eyes but shot him a small smirk. “And if she has a brain, don’t count on it.”

“Hilarious,” Stu mocked. “You guys need anything before I go? Some water? Some beer? Handful of condoms?”

“Fuck off,” Billy cracked a grin. “Don’t do anything stupid tonight.” He gave Stu a knowing look, being sure to keep his mouth shut around you in fear of letting anything regarding their little charade slip.

“Me?” Stu feigned hurt. “Never.”

Once again, he waited for you to say anything – a goodbye, at the very least – but when he got nothing in return, Stu merely rolled his eyes and walked out of the house.

You, on the other hand, remained stoic as ever as you blinked back a flurry of tears daring to spill out of the corners of your eyes. Your heart was in your stomach and your nails, which had been digging into your palms for the better half of the evening, carved out tiny half-moons into the sensitive flesh as you fought back every urge you had to scream and yell at the idiot for leaving you yet again.

The sound of the front door shutting was enough to make your body relax just enough for a few stray tears to roll down your cheeks. You were just so mad and so incredibly hurt all at once and, while you should have been used to it by now, it never got any easier watching that tall bitch of a man you’d grown to love over the years walk out for yet another date with another woman who was not yourself.

“You okay?” Billy asked, lulling his head towards you from his spot on the couch. He was the one person in the world to know your true feelings about Stu Macher and, while he’d never admit to it out loud, you knew he was oddly protective of you when it came to Stu’s idiocy, especially where his dating life was concerned.

You swallowed hard, not quite trusting your voice in fear of breaking down in front of him. So, instead, you remained silent and barely nodded. Was it hot in here or was it just you? You suddenly felt like you couldn’t breathe as you sat in the dark room with Billy to your left and Stu now long gone. Deep breaths, you thought to yourself, squeezing your palms yet again. Deep, calming breaths.

You heard Billy sigh as he paused the movie. “Y/N,” he muttered, his tone careful, “how’s he going to know how you feel if you don’t actually say shit about it?”

Through the thick blanket of tears still gathering in your eyes, you focused your glare on the dark-haired man. “Fuck off,” you barked out, “like it’s that easy.”

“It is,” he shrugged. “What’s stopping you?”

“The idiot has a date every week, Billy,” you hissed, “am I supposed to show up with a bouquet of fucking roses declaring my feelings as his tongue’s down some other girls’ throat?” With your emotions at an all-time high, you stood up from the chair and raised a shaky hand to anxiously toy with your hair. “I mean does he have to parade his shit around here the way he does? It drives me nuts.”

Billy remained quiet and still as he watched you pace in front of the tv. He’d seen this frenzied look on your face only once before, but he knew what was coming next. It wasn’t often that you let your feelings finally bubble over to the brink of explosion, but if your current state was any indication, he was about to witness a breakdown.

Standing up to his full height, Billy quietly walked towards you and placed his hands on either shoulder, holding you in place as his brown eyes searched your own watery gaze. “Hey,” he cooed, brow puckered. “Stu’s a fucking idiot if he doesn’t see what’s in front of him.”

You chewed on your lip in an attempt to contain the sob desperately clawing its way up your throat. “I can’t watch him do it anymore, Bill,” you finally said, barely above a whisper. “It just hurts too much.”

It wasn’t often you were met with the soft side of Billy Loomis, but you cherished those moments – though so far and few between – each and every time. With a sigh, Billy wrapped his arms around your shoulders and tugged you close. He said nothing, though, because what could he say? Stu was a fucking moron when it came to you, he knew as much, but uttering those words at a time like this would only hurt you more.

You sniffed, your tears bleeding into the cotton of his white t-shirt. “I swear he—”

“Wow,” Stu’s voice rang out into the silence of the room. Snapping your head towards his sudden appearance, you froze in Billy’s arms, terrified of just how much he’d heard. At first, he seemed to just stand there for a second, staring at the two of you wrapped up in each other’s arms with a resigned, almost defeated look in his blue eyes. But all at once, in typical Stu fashion, that serious undertone slowly morphed into an almost amused sneer. “You two move fast, huh? Guess I should’ve grabbed those condoms.”

You rolled your eyes, barely hearing Billy’s sly comeback as you gently pushed him away. That heaviness in your chest that had made you cry only seconds prior was now a raging fire inside of your chest. The audacity this big, dumb, ass of a man had.

“Hilarious, Stu,” you griped, sniffing as you walked back to your chair. “Forever the comedian.”

“Hey,” he held his hands up in surrender. “No shame in it, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“You didn’t interrupt shit,” Billy said. “And you know it.”

“What are you even doing back?” You snapped, glowering across at the idiot. “Or did you get bored of this one already?” You made a show of looking down at your watch-less wrist. “Five whole minutes, that’s got to be a new record.”

Stu pretended to laugh. “I forgot my wallet, ice queen,” he grabbed his wallet off of the table but continued to glare down at you. “What’s your problem tonight, anyway? You’ve got a stick shoved so far up your ass it’s practically coming out of your—”

“I wouldn’t go there,” Billy warned, flicking the play button on the remote. “Stop while you’re ahead.”

Stu barely glanced at him. “Nah, Billy,” he shrugged and took a seat on the edge of the couch closest to where you sat. “I’m curious. Can’t a guy be curious as to why a broad suddenly decides to give you the cold shoulder?”

“I warned you,” Billy merely shrugged.

“A broad?” You growled. “Get fucked, Macher.”

“What is your issue?” Stu reiterated. “I’m serious. You’ve been acting like a—”

“I’m not getting into this with you.” Pushing yourself off of the chair, you stormed passed both men towards the front door. “Enjoy your date, dipshit.”

Stu watched you go in utter confusion but before he could get up to follow you and continue this entire fiasco, Billy smacked him upside the head. “Leave her be, idiot,” he merely said, not tearing his eyes away from The Exorcist. “Let her cool off.”

“Cool off?” Stu asked with a furrowed brow. “Cool off from what? You two got that heated that fast that she stormed out because I came back inside?”

A long, deep, heavy sigh escaped Billy’s lips as he – yet again – had to pause the movie. His eye twitched in irritation as he surveyed the almost dopey look on Stu’s face. “I just want to watch this damned movie and it’s like a fucking soap opera with you two.”

Stu blinked. “What are you talking about?”

“You seriously don’t know, do you?” When all he received was a blank stare from his friend, Billy pinched the bridge of his nose and swore under his breath. “You’re even dumber than you look, you know that?”

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It was a few hours later when there was a casual knock at your front door. Your parents were gone for the night and, as you glanced at the time, your stomach gave a nervous twist. It was nearing midnight and, while it was a Friday and you were by no means tired, just who would be knocking at your door this late at night eluded you.

Debating on whether or not to answer, you remained firmly situated on your couch as you eyed the front door in disdain. Maybe if you waited long enough, they’d move onto the next house and your life could be spared for another night. But, before you could get too much hope on the matter, another loud knock erupted from the door. This time, however, followed by an all too familiar voice.

“Hey dipshit,” Stu’s muffled voice rang out, “open up.”

“The fuck?” You whispered in confusion before making your way to the front door. Sure enough, as you unfastened the lock, there he stood. Stu Macher in all his glory. His eyes were somewhat wild as he silently stood on your front porch, soaking you in from all angles as his Adams apple bobbed up and down in his throat. For the first time in…well, ever, it appeared Stu was at a loss for words.

“Stu, what the hell?” You asked. “My parents could have been home do you know how late it is?”

“Yeah,” he simply said, not moving an inch from where he stood. “But this couldn’t wait.”

You blinked. “What couldn’t wait?” You asked, glancing over his shoulder to see if this was some weird prank that he and Billy thought up. “Come inside, you’re freaking me out.”

“I—” His words seemed to die on his tongue. “I just need to know if it’s true.”

You frowned. “If what’s true?” You racked your brain for a possible answer but came up empty. “Did something come up on your date or something? If it’s about that rumour with me and Matt Sewinski, I promise you that’s not true. The guy’s a creep.”

Stu shook his head but his eyes remained glued to your face, unblinking. “No,” he simply said, “and I didn’t end up going out with Heather.”

You wrinkled your nose. “I thought it was Sarah tonight?”

Stu shut his eyes in sheer annoyance. “Heather, Sarah, whoever the fuck it was,” he opened those blue eyes open again and the raw intensity inside of them made you take a small step back. “I didn’t go.”

You swallowed hard and suddenly felt a wave of nausea overcome you. “Why?” You gulped out.

Stu licked his lips and ran a hand through his hair. He was yet to step foot inside your house and between the maniacal look in his eye and the chilled breeze seeping in through the open door, you shivered absentmindedly. “I talked to Billy.”

Four words. Four tiny little words was all it took to make the room around you spin on its axis. A cold sweat broke out across your chest as you averted your eyes to the wall directly beside his head. Maybe if you didn’t quite look him in the face, you could get out of what was about to become an incredible awkward, painful situation. With your breath trembling, you swallowed again and tried to find your voice. “About what?”

Stu cocked his head to the side. “Y/N,” he warned, “cut the shit.”

Another painful gulp. Your throat felt like it was closing in on you as you stood there facing the boy you’d been in love with for as long as you could remember. You’d often dreamt of this day, the day where he’d finally realize your feelings only to have them reciprocated fully – but when you’d pictured it, Stu looked a lot less crazy than he did looking back at you now. But, even still, there was a glimmer of emotion shining brightly behind those blue eyes that made your breath hitch in your throat.

It made you nervous.

Worse, it made you hopeful.

“Stu,” you tried to find some conviction in your tone, but your nerves got the better of you. “Can you just get inside first? You’re scaring me.” Despite feeling as though you were going to faint, you managed to reach across the divide to yank him inside of your house. Locking the door behind you, you took a few even breaths before turning back around to face him. “What did Billy say?”

Stu ignored your question as he began to pace around your hallway. He was this tall, broad, string bean of a man on a regular day, but the mass of him tonight was all encompassing as he governed your foyer. “Seven years,” he began, his voice slightly shaky. “We’ve known each other for seven fucking years, Y/N. And I’ve hung on your every fucking word for all of six years, eight months and a handful of days, give or take.” He turned on his heel rather abruptly to face you. “But you liked Billy.”

You opened your mouth to respond to the first half of his statement before realization dawned on you. Grimacing, you shook your head. “Billy? He’s like my brother, where the hell did that come from?”

“You act like he hung the fucking moon, Y/N!” He exclaimed, emphatically. “What was I supposed to think?”

“What?” You shook your head in sheer confusion. “Okay, one thing at a time. Billy is one of my best friends. So are you. What’s the problem here?”

“The probl—?” Stu laughed. “The problem? For seven fucking years you’ve been the first person I think of when I wake up and the last person I think of before I go to sleep. And literally every fucking second in between. And this whole goddamn time, I thought you were in love with Billy.”

You were reeling. You weren’t entirely sure if your heart was beating as loud as it appeared to be, but you were sure he could hear it from where he stood a few feet away. “I—” You tried to form a sentence – any sentence – but nothing seemed to suffice. “But the dates?” Were the only words that seemed to spill from your lips. “You were dating – are dating – constantly.”

“Yeah,” he breathed out, “wonder why.”

You weren’t sure when you’d done it or just how your legs managed to carry you back into the living room, but you found yourself falling against the arm of the couch in an almost dream-like state. “What are you trying to say?”

“I’m not trying to say anything,” Stu fussed. “I want to know if what Billy told me was true.” He walked up to you and searched your face. “Do you love me?”

You didn’t answer at first. You couldn’t. Not when it felt as though your lungs were about to explode in your chest. You must have opened your mouth a dozen times over, each time with the promise of a formative sentence, but nothing seemed to suffice.

Suddenly Stu’s hands were on you. Squeezing your thighs with those large hands, he demanded your focus as he swooped down and caught your eye. “I need you to answer me, doll.”

You were so focused in on the overwhelmingly glorious feeling of his hands on your thighs that you forgot to answer. Hell, you forgot to breathe. It wasn’t until you slowly managed to tear your eyes away from his hands to trail up the rest of his body towards that striking face of his, that you found your words.

“You came to my house at midnight. You’ve been the one going on dates like it’s a part time job. You’re the one claiming to have been hanging on my every word for the better half of our friendship so, no, Stu, I’m not saying a fucking word until you tell me what it is that brought you here this late?” You pushed his hands off of your thighs and stood up. “All I’ve done this entire time is sit idly by and watch you carry on like Heffner at the Playboy Mansion. You want me to answer you? Not until I get a—”

Your answer came in the form of a kiss.

On instinct, your hands tangled through his hair as his tongue slid along your bottom lip. He might have been on your shit list at the moment, but fuck he was a good kisser. You’d been thinking about this very moment for as long as you could remember. Longer, even, and god was it everything you thought it would be and more.

His hands were on your face at first, cradling it gently as he backed you into the sofa, and then they were on your neck, holding you close as his tongue massaged against your own. Shivering beneath his touch, you instinctively leaned into his broad chest as the pair of you continue to stand there, kissing like your lives depended on it.

“Stu,” you mumbled against his lips. “What are we doing?”

“Kissing” he rasped out before finding your lips yet again. “Bed or couch?”

Every red flag in your head was going off to stop this and properly talk about what was not so subtly insinuated only seconds prior, but he just felt so good and you’d wanted this so so long. “Bed,” you told him breathlessly, without a second thought.

Stu wasted no time in leading you towards your bedroom, kissing his way down your neck as you stumbled down the narrow hallway. Obviously losing his patience about halfway through, he pushed you up against the wall and trailed sloppy kisses down your jaw and neck. “I love you, if that wasn’t obvious.” He breathed out. “Like, a lot.”

His words struck you blind. Ever the dutiful distraction, however, Stu’s hand trailed down your sweatshirt before settling on the waistband of your pajama shorts. Your body reacted to the promise of his hand. Arching into him, you bit your lip and sighed in contentment as his fingers slipped beneath the band. You were already soaked. Your body responded to the man in a way you couldn’t begin to comprehend, and you weren’t sure you wanted to. And as his middle finger slid into your folds, instantly finding your clit, a soft moan escaped your lips.

“Is this the horny part of your brain talking?” You growled, tugging at the ends of his hair so that you had full access to his lips. “Or are you serious?”

“So fucking serious.” He hummed into your mouth. He pinched your clit, garnering a rather surprised hiss to escape from your lips as your entire body lurched forward. Hearing him chuckle, you popped an eye and began to pull his shirt over his head. When you tossed it across the hallway, his eyes met yours. “Do you love me?”

“Yeah, but I have bone to pick with you first,” you chided, doing your best to control your breathing as he quickened his pace on your clit.

He ducked his head down to bite your lip. “Unless it’s this bone,” he ground his hips into you, and you could feel his rock-hard erection even through his jeans. “It can wait.”

You laughed before you could think of stopping yourself. “Jesus Christ, you’re disgusting.”

He was smirking across at you. “You love it.”

Still grinning, you rolled your eyes before your lips took refuge on his neck. Which, as it turned out, was a massive turn-on for Stu Macher. Running your tongue along it and nipping at the sensitive flesh, was getting him incredibly riled up if the bulge in his jeans was any indication. Biting down on the sensitive flesh, the groan it drew out of his mouth was enough to make your already wet pussy clench around his fingers.

“Fuck,” he drew out, sliding the finger that had been assaulting your clit only seconds prior inside of you.

You let out a small moan of your own as you hurriedly got to work on his belt. “Why the fuck wouldn’t you just tell me how you felt?” When you’d managed to practically rip it off of his waist, you wasted no time in unzipping his jeans. His cock sprung free within seconds.

“I thought you liked Billy,” he rasped out gruffly as you began to pump his cock with your hand. “What was I supposed to do?”

You wiggled free from the hand currently down your shorts and dropped to your knees. Looking up at him through your thick eyelashes, you raised your brow. “You could have asked me?” You reminded him, swirling your tongue around the tip of that perfectly girthy cock. The man might have been a pain in the ass but good god he had the assets to make up for it.

Stu braced himself against the wall behind you and threw his head back. Fuck, you were lethal with that mouth of yours. “Hindsight,” he breathed out.

You released his cock with a pop. “You’re an idiot.” Was all you said before getting back to work. With your hand, you circled the base of his dick and took the length of him inside your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip each time you made your way back up.

He grabbed your hair and gave it a firm pull. “Fuck,” he growled. “Keep going.”

You hummed against his dick, digging your nails into his thigh briefly before looking back up at him. “Or what?” He allowed his forehead to fall against his forearm currently stabilizing him against the wall. You knew you were driving him crazy, but he’d done the same thing to you for the last seven years and you were nothing if not a petty bitch when you wanted to be. “Say it again.”

He furrowed his brow. “Say what?” Realization dawned on him. “Fuck, baby, you keep doing that I’ll put a ring on your finger tomorrow.” Stu’s blue eyes were hungrily taking you in. How you’d managed to stay fully dressed as he stood there with his jeans around his ankles and his cock out was beyond him but, sure enough, that was his reality. “I love you. A lot.”

You dug your nails into his thigh again, and slowly licked up the base of his cock. “Hmm,” you hummed with a nod of your head, releasing it to stand up to your full height. His eyes were pleading with you to finish him off, but as you slinked up the wall and mirrored his hungry gaze, he surprised you by sliding his calloused hand up the side of your neck until it cupped your cheek. You were practically nose-to-nose as he slowly pinned you against the wall and, as he leaned forward and nudged your nose with his, a slow, lazy grin broke out across your face. “I love you, too.”

Slowly, you leaned in and kissed him. Unlike the deliberate make-out session you’d had minutes prior, this kiss was slow and methodical. When you pulled away, you kissed the tip of his nose and nodded towards your bedroom. “Get on the bed.”

Stu’s eyebrows shot up in amusement. “Pushy.”

You gave his dick a tug. “Go.”

He swooped in again and kissed you before haphazardly kicking off his shoes and jeans, punting them across the hallway as he backed you into your bedroom. When you were close enough to your bed, he broke the kiss to peel off your sweatshirt. Throwing it across the room, his hands were back on you within seconds, kneading and massaging your breasts before taking one in his mouth. Expertly, his tongue ran along your nipple before he began to suck and nip at them. Arching into his mouth, you fisted a handful of his hair and groaned as he pulled you in even closer.

“Stu,” you moaned, shutting your eyes momentarily as you allowed yourself to get lost in the feeling of his mouth on your tits. The man truly was a god with his tongue.

But you had a trick up your sleeve. A little payback, if you will. And this, melting into his mouth, was not part of the plan.

Hating yourself, you pushed him away. The back of his knees hit your bed and you watched as he fell back onto the soft mattress with a slight bounce. There was confusion in his stare as he sat there ogling you. “Get over here,” he beckoned, voice low.

Slowly, you shimmied out of your pajama shorts, feeling his eyes on you every step of the way as you stepped out of them and walked towards the bed. Towards him. Sitting himself up, he opened his legs so you could step between them. His hands were slow as they trailed up and down your thighs, hips, and waist before sliding around to your ass. Squeezing and pulling at your cheeks, he pulled you closer and placed a tender kiss to your sternum before craning his neck up to peer up at you.

“I always knew you had a thing for my ass.” You raked your fingers through his hair, pushing it back and away from his forehead as you grinned down at him.

His answer came in the form of another firm squeeze of your ass only rather than stop there, he tugged you closer until you were tumbling onto his lap. You gripped his shoulders as you straddled his lap, subtly grinding your hips so his erection settled between the folds of your pussy, rubbing against your clit.

“Lay down on your stomach,” he uttered. When he noticed your apprehension, he raised a single eyebrow up at you and squeezed again. “Do you trust me?”

You nodded mutely and did as you were told. And, before you knew it, you were sliding off of his lap to lay stomach-down on your bed. You felt the bed shift as Stu crawled towards you but before you could question him on it, you felt his hands slide beneath your hips to pull you up so that your ass was raised in the air.

“What are you—”

Your words died in your throat as you felt his tongue glide along your pussy. Gasping, you nearly buckled forward, but caught yourself on your pillow. You were face down, buried in the comforter and pillows of your bed, but with your hips bent at the level Stu had moved them into, he had full access to both your pussy and your ass. You could feel his fingers kneading into your ass as his lapped up your every fold until settling on your clit. You groaned and buried your face into the pillow as he began to suck your clit. You could hear how wet you were as his mouth imbibed every inch of your pussy.

His name tore out of your throat and your knuckles whitened as you gripped the bedsheets. The veins in your neck swelled with every laboured breath you managed to draw and you found yourself bucking into his mouth as an orgasm rippled through your body. You moaned and groaned and cursed into the bed but Stu’s mouth was relentless. And as he pinched your clit all the while still lapping you up, you all but collapsed. When he was sure you couldn’t take another second of torture, he pulled away and allowed you to collapse onto the bed. Your cheeks were flushed, and your lips were parted as you attempted to catch your breath. With a quiet chuckle, he kissed his way up your spine, grinning against your skin as your legs continued to twitch.

“Can I?” He asked, his cock at the ready.

Nodding, you gasped when you felt him slide inside of you. He bit down on your shoulder as he thrust into you and his quiet moans and unsteady breath was enough to kill you. “Fuck,” he whispered. “You feel so fucking good.”

This was a high unlike any other for Stu. Watching his cock slam into you, watching your ass slap against him with every wild thrust and pump he provided and feeling just how fucking wet you were for him – this was the unattainable high. You were the unattainable high.

He reached around to play with your clit again. He could feel it throbbing between his fingers and, feeling you tremble made him weak. Quickening his pace on your clit and steadying his thrusting to ensure you finished again, Stu bit down on your earlobe. “Come for me, baby.”

Your answer came in the form of another thick, guttural moan as you came undone yet again. He watched you quiver and shake and the vision of it was enough for him to quicken his thrusts. Groaning, his hands fell from your clit to hold your hips as he pounded into you. The sound of your cheeks slapping against him was drawing him closer and closer to one hell of an orgasm and as you let out one last breathy moan, his whole body seemed to erupt in fire.

His breathing was heavy as he came inside of you and the more sensitive his cock got with every thrust, his pace slowed. For a moment, neither of you moved. Instead, he allowed his forehead to fall back against your shoulder before he slowly pulled out.

“If I’d have known that’s what I was missing, we should have had this talk a lot sooner.” You teased, earning a playful smack to your ass from the man. Grinning, you flopped back onto the pillow and stared up at him. He was leaning on one arm as those blue eyes scraped over every inch of your face. You could see the words he wanted to say splayed out across his face and found yourself reaching up to brush his hair back and away from his sweaty forehead.

“Right back at ya,” you smiled.

Fuck, you really were in love with the idiot.

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froggy-frogz · 4 years ago

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Heartbeats [2016 Raph x Gn!Reader]

Request 4 @peybonggoring :

May I request 2016 Raphael trying to make up stupid excuses to hold hands with his s/o? Like “let me feel your heartbeat by holding hands- UHHH NO THAT'S NOT MINE GOING THAT FAST SHIT-“ *runs away*

A/N: I am so sorry :,) thank you for waiting. I feel terrible so I’m making it extra long <3!! Hope you enjoy it!!!

You sigh and hug your coat closer to you, a frown creasing your lips, “I know you guys can’t really go above ground in the daytime but- it’s freezing. Shouldn’t we, maybe go back? Order some pizza? Watch a movie?”

There was a snicker, and you flashed Mikey an upset glare, “Michelangelo, what in the high heavens is so funny?”

“We’re grabbing pizza angelcakes, or more like you’re grabbing them for us. Our regular pizza guy is sick so there’s no other way to get it, you said it yourself, it’s not like we can go in an-” He was promptly shut up via getting playfully smacked.

“I’m going to-” You cut yourself and press the coat closer to you, “Then why couldn’t I just have gone to get it myself, and taken a cab to get there?”

“Because Raph wanted to make sure you were sa-” Another wack to Mikey’s head echoed around the alley. “Shut up Mikey, c’mon babe, let’s go get the pizza already so we can get ya outta this rain.”

Raphael tugged you under his arm, shielding you from most of the cold and you flashed Mikey another glare.

“You three act like children.” Leo grumbles from next to you, “The faster we get the pizza, the faster we can start the movie marathon back home.”

Rolling your eyes you look up to Raphael, “It’s sweet you wanted to make sure I was okay Red, but I can get pizza myself.”

“I just wanted to come with ya, is that such a crime?” He eyes you, “But are ya okay? Ya look freezin.”

“That’s cause I am.” You mumble, cursing Mikey silently. This was probably his idea, and it’s not like Donnie or Leo would object to pizza. Especially if it was from their favorite place.

The four of you trudged in the pouring, freezing rain, Donnie staying behind to set up everything for when you all got back. Lucky him. He was all warm while you were freezing your ass off in the cold New York night, but hey, at least Raph generated a very considerable amount of warmth.

“Raph pauses for a second, takes your hand, before continuing to walk again, tugging you along. You raise an eyebrow and look up at the towering turtle. Huh. That was new. Raph didn’t like to show affection. And you two were in front of Mikey too.

“Heh, ya right, it is starting to get chilly.” Raph mutters, squeezing your hand, but not enough that it would hurt.

You raise an eyebrow, you were pretty sure that he didn’t really get cold. Raph was like a giant heater. Hence why you were pressed up against his body, but hey, you’d take it.

“Finally, you guys are back. What took so long?” Donnie asked when you came in holding 3 boxes of pizza, which you were sure you would only get a slice or two of. Three if Raph was feeling nice.

“Mikey.”

“Ah, figures.” Donnie snorts, and takes two of the pizza boxes from you, “Thanks for grabbing them, [Y/n].”

“No problem, now let’s get this marathon on, what movies did you pick out?” You ask as Mikey comes rushing behind you to grab pizza as soon as the boxes made their way onto the counter. Jesus. Mikey would be the death of you. Unless you didn’t strangle him first.

Donnie grabs a couple slices as Mikey is distracted by Leo’s scolding, and passes them to you, “I picked out all the horror movies we haven’t watched with you yet. Raph told me that you haven’t watched a lot of them.”

You spurt, “Horror movies? I’d at least thought we’d watch action or something.”

Not that you didn’t mind horror, but you could get jumpy. What on earth was Raph planning, cause he definitely knew because of a certain time he made you watch The Shining with him.

“C’mon babe, ya don’t have to worry about a thing. I’m right here with you.” Raph says, suddenly appearing behind you with his own very, very full plate of pizza. “What, are you scared?”

“No!” You rush, turning to him, “Let’s just start already-” so we can get this over with.

Raph grinned and hoisted you up in his free hand, making you squeak before carrying you and his pizza to the couch.

“Mikey, Leo, hurry up.” Donnie calls from next to you, reaching for the tv remote, as he had somehow managed to grab pizza amidst the mini-war that started between the two turtles.

You ignore the commotion in the kitchen and turn to the flickering TV, and when The Exorcist popped up onto the screen, you groan and lean into Raph’s arm.

“Here, if you get scared you can hold my hand.” Raph teases, pressing a kiss to your head.

Instead of answering him, you angrily munch on your pizza, muttering curses under your breath, of course, Raph planned this, and y’know what, if he wanted a war too, you would give him one, and you had an idea too.

Halfway through the movie, and your nerves already felt frazzled. As Raph had pretty much predicted, you were almost wanting to hold his hand, surely that would help you in this dire situation.

“Babe, ya practically radiating with fear, maybe if ya hold my hand it will go away?” He mumbles as he takes another bite of his pizza.

What the hell?

You grumble to yourself and lean into him again, and you can hear a heartbeat- Raph’s heart was hammering. Was he scared too? No, nothing really scared Raph, er, movie-wise, so it had to be something else. So it couldn’t be the movie.

Mmm-

Giving in to Raph's wanting-to-hold-your-hand, partially for science, and partially for your own damaged nerves [and ego], you take Raph’s hand, and you can hear his heartbeat grow faster.

Bingo- that was it. You grin, no longer focusing on the movie before looking up to him, your plan into motion. “Hey Raphy, this movie is really scary.” You whisper, “Thanks for holding my hand.”

Raph gives you what you think is a nervous grin, “You’re welcome babe.”

When his heart stopped stammering as much, you moved his arm just a bit so you could climb onto his lap, and curl up to his side. You tucked your head under his chin, right where you could hear his heart stammer.

“U.. Uh babe?”

You tighten your grip on his hand, “Don’t worry you big lug,” You whisper so the others don't hear, “You don’t have to be so nervous to give me affection.”

Maybe you owed Mikey an apology, cause this wasn’t bad at all.

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tsukiihime · 4 years ago

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Heartbreak (Bakugou x Reader), (Shinsou x Reader) Part 2

The second part to the fic I wrote, this will probably be my last post for another week since I have school to catch up on. Enjoy!

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: Angst, a bit more fluff on Shinsou’s end, drinking

Taglist: @sugarandsoft

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It’s three in the morning, and Bakugou can’t sleep.

He’s beyond pissed at himself for staying up this late, but he can’t help it - he’s been in bed since nine and he can’t get you out of his mind. He hasn’t been able to stop thinking about you since you stormed out of the apartment. He regrets not chasing after you, he loathes himself for being such a dick and he hates himself for even letting his stupid agency dictate his personal life. He wants to tell you so bad that you’re wrong, that beating Deku doesn’t mean a damn thing to him if it means he has to lose you. He wants to hear your voice so bad it hurts. He knows you’ll be going to Shinsou - you always do when you have a bad fight. He knows you’ll be safe there, but he feels like such a fool. He let you walk out in the rain on your own. What a hero he turned out to be.

Bakugou spends the night alternating between flipping through the endless channels on the living room TV and staring at the ceiling. Every time he closes his eyes he sees your face - anger boiling your blood, disbelief painting your features as he fights with you, tears staining your cheeks. He feels sick to his stomach imagining you walking in the cold as you leave the apartment, sniffling as you make your way out in the rain. He wants to call you to explain himself.

But he doesn’t. His pride won’t let him.

It’s his pride that makes him trudge out to bars with Denki, Mina, and Sero the next day after you leave - he needs alcohol in his system to numb himself from the thought of you. Anyone will do if it warms his bed and makes your face disappear for even a second. God, he never thought he would be so hung up on you. He downs beer after beer, dances with woman after woman. Names and faces blur together as a cacophony of voices plays in his head.

He ends up taking someone home that night - he couldn’t remember her even if he tried. He takes her back to the apartment you shared and pushes her onto the bed you shared. He kisses her collarbone and up her neck, but he’s aiming for your favorite spots instead of hers. The image of you overlaps with her, and he sees your figure beneath him instead of some stranger. Maybe it’s the alcohol, maybe it’s his broken heart playing tricks on him.

He kisses her, imagining it’s your scent he’s breathing in rather than the vanilla and booze she smells of. He pictures your arms wrapping around his neck, your lips on his. She says his name, like honey on her lips, whispers it into his ear. And if he tries hard enough, he can twist her voice in his head to sound like you.

“Katsuki, I love you.” He hears it over and over, sees your smile and hears your laugh. “Katsuki, I love you.”

He makes her leave after that. She’s upset but he is too - an argument ensures and she storms out, leaving behind her underwear in her hurry to leave.

He doesn’t notice. He’s too busy thinking of you.

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It’s been three weeks since your breakup with Bakugou.

The news stations and gossip websites have been flooded with reports of Camie and Katsuki - neither have said anything about their relationship and the speculation of if they are or aren’t a couple is driving everyone wild. Thankfully, the people who were leaving awful comments have long since left you alone, prompting you to turn your Instagram to private and changing your username so they can’t find you easily.

You’ve been avoiding social media like the plague, ignoring all television interviews that involve either Bakugou or Camie - you’ve learned your lesson from the night of the Hero Rankings. But you’re only human after all, and the one time your curiosity got the better of you, you dove into the comments on a tabloid’s website to see what the public was saying.

It doesn’t escape your notice that the comments are much kinder - it ranges from well wishes to remarks about how they wish they could replace Bakugou or Camie in the relationship. No one mentions you, which you are grateful for. You know the media thrives off of drama and rumors, so you’re content to have been forgotten about in this narrative.

Shinsou’s been treating you like normal - another thing you’re grateful for. He is kind without being overbearing, and he gives you distance while also being there for you when you need it. You’ve migrated from sleeping on the couch to crashing in his bed, and more often than not you fall asleep to the smell of his body wash as you lay on his chest.

You wonder what Bakugou would say if he saw you. He knew how close you and Shinsou were and still are, but anyone could think that you and the purple haired man were lovers. Here you are, getting upset at your ex-boyfriend for having a woman over two days after the breakup, when you are falling asleep in the arms of another man - even if he is your best friend. You wonder if that makes you a hypocrite. Your emotions are in chaos, all jumbled and confused. You miss physical intimacy and a part of you wonders if you’re just using Shinsou as a replacement. “It’s better to sift through these feelings when I’m calmer”, you think to yourself, “I’ll come back to it when I’m in a better place.”

Otherwise, you’ve been steadily making your way back to a normal life - work, school, and your personal life all seem to be peaceful and you’re content in a way you hadn’t been for a long time with Bakugou. Of course, the wounds of the breakup are still healing, but you’re doing a lot better from three weeks ago, when you couldn’t even bring yourself to get out of bed. Shinsou has been making sure that you eat properly and that you take care of yourself. Now that you’re out of that post breakup funk, he notices that you’re cheerful and upbeat - a good sign that you’re slowly recovering from your heartbreak.

Today, you’re home alone while Shinsou patrols the city - he’s promised to pick up dinner on his way home so you don’t have to cook. He’s looking forward to tonight - you’ve finished all of your school work for the weekend and you’re off from work until Monday. He’s eager to come home to you, he’s turned down his coworkers invitations to drink so he can spend the weekend with you. He’s picked up food from your favorite Mexican restaurant, and he’s stopped at the grocery store to get your favorite flavor of ice cream - the one that’s almost always sold out.

He arrives home to see you lazing about the house - you’re laying on your back on the couch, holding your pastel Animal Crossing Edition Switch with a bag of chips resting on the table next to you. Your eyebrows are furrowed together as you focus on beating the shit out of a boss in Cuphead - a game you and Shinsou spent hours playing when it came out trying to pass the incredibly difficult levels. You’re wearing Shinsou’s favorite hoodie again - you might as well claim it as your own already you wear it so much - and your fuzzy cat print socks match with a fluffy cat ear headband that keeps your hair out of your face. Your face is recently washed and slightly pink, and he can smell your favorite coconut body wash from where he’s standing. He waits until you lose the stage (let's face it - there’s no way you’re beating that damn clown boss without his help) and he makes his way over to you, leaning over to look down at you as you exhale in annoyance at your loss.

“Hey there, I got dinner. Also nabbed some dessert for you - ready to watch nothing but ghost stories for the rest of the night?” You stretch out your arms and legs, groaning as you move to stand from the couch.

“Only if you promise to sleep next to me until I see sunlight again.” You hate ghost stories - you can handle scary movies about murderers and clowns but you don’t mess with ghosts. The only reason you’re watching tonight is because you know it’s Shinsou’s favorite and he always watches your nature documentaries even though you know deep down he probably doesn’t enjoy them as much as you do. You saunter over to the kitchen, and prop yourself on the counter facing Shinsou as you pull a taco to your mouth. “Ugh, even though the Exorcist was made like 50 years ago it still gives me the creeps. I can’t believe,” you take a moment to drink some water, “that you can watch her crawl backwards down the stairs and not piss your pants.” Shinsou lowly chuckles, giving a teasing smile as he unwraps his burrito.

“It’s ‘cause I’m not a chicken.” You roll your eyes and snort.

“Whatever Mindjack. Not everyone can be as fearless as you.” He smirks as you swing your legs, turning your full attention to the taco you have in front of you. “Hurry up and finish so we can do a facemask before our movie marathon. You didn’t forget about that did you?”

“‘Course not. You wouldn’t let me forget even if I tried, since you’re such a nagger.” You pout, hopping off the counter to wash your hands. Shinsou spends a bit too much time admiring how small you look wearing his hoodie - enveloped in something that belongs to him makes him swell with pride even if it’s wrong of him to think so. He wonders when he started to feel this way towards you, when his love changed from a close friend to an admirer. When he remembers his life, you are always there with him. By his side like a part of his body, always around when important events pass by, always by his side when the going gets tough. It’s not as if he’s always been pining for you - he’s brought other girlfriends around before even if the romance fizzles out before long - but recently he’s noticed you in a different light. Your bedhead and your sleeping face are just as cute to him as when you have your hair done and makeup on. Bringing other men over was never a problem, you’re his best friend and your happiness was always the first priority. But now, he finds himself annoyed at the mere mention of possible partners. You have no shortage of those - you’ve always been able to draw people to you as nerdy as you are - and the green vines of jealousy wrap around his heart every time someone gives you a gift on Valentine’s Day or someone asks you out for a coffee. You usually turn them down since you have so much to focus on, work and school makes you a busy woman after all. But he can’t help but be irritated at the stares you get in public sometimes - as beautiful as you are, you would think that you’d notice the way others look at you. He’s always loved you, but now he feels this once platonic love changing into pure romance, he aches for you like he’s never had before - longing for your touches, your hugs, your feather light kisses on his forehead when he’s having a tough day. The guilt he feels every time he holds you close like he did when you were kids, when you lay your head on his chest and he plays with your hair. To you, it’s still the action of a best friend, but to him it’s something he’d do for a lover. And yet, you’re oblivious, as dense as a rock but he loves that part too. How infuriatingly adorable you are sometimes.

“‘Toooooshi~”, You wave your hand in his face as he comes back to reality. You raise an eyebrow. “Are you okay?”

“Never better.” Your arms cross as you stare at him, suspicious that he’s hiding something from you.

“You ready? I got everything set up.” He nods, and you turn to walk towards his bedroom.

Shinsou’s room is quite neat, a black bed in the corner next to ceiling to floor windows that gives a pretty good view of the city. He scored a good location in spite of his modest salary - he’s in it for the heroism and the good deeds, not the money. He may not make as much as Bakugou, Todoroki, or Deku, but he does alright. His capture weapon and artificial vocal cords mask rest atop his bookshelf, populated with picture books of you and him in your younger days, as well as a Polaroid camera you left with him when he went off to U.A and you stayed in Saitama. Next to the parts of his Hero costume is a picture of you and him on a trip to the beach - one he treasures above all else. In it, he holds you bridal style as you both smile from ear to ear at the camera. You’re practically glowing, wearing a bright yellow bikini set with a see through beach coverup wrapped around your hips, sunglasses resting atop your head. Shinsou recalls how you nagged him to actually swim with you, and you pretty much forced him to wear those green swim shorts - this picture was before he decided to run with you in his arms to the water.

He sees your presence everywhere he looks in his room. After he reassured you that you weren’t a burden, you’ve basically turned his home into your home as well. The bottom half of his bookshelf is claimed as yours - it’s filled with your favorite stories, and your collection of Switch games is stacked next to the shelf neatly. Your laptop rests on his bed (you were no doubt doing homework before you got distracted and started playing Cuphead before he got home) with your Geology textbook open and notebooks filled with notes and highlighted phrases. Your clothes have been hung up in his closet, with your makeup and perfumes taking over three-fourths of his bathroom counter. If anyone else came to visit, they’d think you two were an item.

But alas, you two are not.

You push your schoolwork and computer aside to make room for you and Hitoshi, making your way towards the bathroom to grab a basket of skin care products and face masks. Shinsou knows how much you care about your skin - and by extension his skin - and he watches as you walk from here to there gathering what you need. You turn to him with a huge grin on your face as you hold up a matching cat headband in the color black, something you picked up from the store before you came home last week. He sighs, but turns around anyways to allow you to pull his lavender hair back into a loose ponytail and place the cat headband on his head before turning back to face you.

He looks so silly wearing it, but for you, he’ll do anything. You grab your phone and open the front camera, sticking your tongue out while grabbing Shinsou’s face, squishing his cheeks as he makes an annoyed face at the camera. After taking the photo, you upload it to your now private Instagram and send the picture to Shinsou who does the same. He’s always been a private man, so you don’t worry about the public getting a hold of the photos and trying to make a story out of your life like with Bakugou.

Tossing your phone aside, you motion for Hitoshi to turn towards you, propping yourself up on your knees in front of him as he sits cross legged. You giggle as he looks back at you, reaching to grab a jar of your favorite moisturizer and opening it. The smell is familiar to him - you always smell like it at night when you watch TV while sitting next to him in the living room. You start to apply the product to his face, careful to keep it out of his eyes and mouth. “You need to take better care of your skin ‘Toshi.”

“I know. I’ve been putting sunscreen on like you’ve asked.” He’s not lying, it’s become a part of his routine ever since you suggested it.

“Good. You better be taking the time to eat properly at work too. I know you’re sleeping normally again since I’ve been here, so I won’t lecture you on that.” You glance at his arms, covered in scattered scars from run ins with villains.

Most people look at heroes as an invincible force, unstoppable like All Might. Others may see Mindjack, but you just see Hitoshi Shinsou, your partner in crime.

“Thank you Hitoshi...for everything.” You blurt it out before you can stop yourself.

“I didn’t know this facemask meant so much to you.” You punch him in the shoulder as he laughs.

“‘Toshi, I’m serious. Look at all you’ve done for me. You let me crash here, listen to me complain, make sure I’m okay...without you, I probably would still be lying in bed all depressed.” You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. “I have to say it before I never get the chance to. You may be Mindjack, a hero, but you’re still Hitoshi to me. You do so much for me and you put your life on the line for others every day. I watch you and I’m proud of the boy who proved everyone wrong when they said you had a villain’s quirk. You being here for me after everything with Bakugou and always being there for me growing up makes me realize how much you mean to me. You’re my hero, ‘Toshi. But I need you to stay safe. Look at all your scars...” You pull back from the hug and grab his arms, running your fingers over his scarred skin. You’ve always known Shinsou’s job is dangerous - he’s a hero after all, he saves people. But he’s also your best friend. He’s a selfless man, a kind man.

You love Shinsou. You truly do, he is someone you can never lose. To lose him would be to lose a part of you.

He says nothing in response, so you continue. “Remember that time you fought that villain in the subway? All the news stations said that the tunnel was going to collapse and I just felt like my heart was going to burst. I saw you getting trapped and I felt like…”

You trail off, feeling the familiar sting of tears as you hold them back. Hitoshi gazes at you, lilac eyes boring into your own. “I felt like my whole world was ending. When you came out alright I thought I would faint. I was so scared ‘Toshi… scared you wouldn’t come back. I don’t want to lose you.” Shinsou grabs your cheeks, gently moving his hands so you face him. He wipes a tear from your eye.

“I’ll always come back to you.” You close your eyes, and press your forehead to his.

“You better. I’ll be waiting.”

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Bakugou wants to be anywhere else but here.

He’s at Kirishima’s apartment - he’s been dragged out of his house by Mina and Kaminari for a night of drinking, with Sero and Jirou also coming along for the ride. The blonde would rather be in bed, wallowing in his misery, but his friends won’t let him stay inside. So he pouts in the corner, arms crossed and a permanent scowl painting his features. Kirishima gives him a knowing smile, and mouths “I’m sorry”. Bakugou clicks his tongue and looks away, grabbing his phone in order to distract himself from all the noise.

He would rather die than admit it, but he’s been looking for your Instagram ever since you left. You must’ve unfollowed him or even blocked him - he can’t find a trace of you anywhere. He hates this pathetic side of him, one that makes him seem like a stalker, but he has to know you’re okay. If his pride won’t let him call you, then he needs to know you’re okay.

To his surprise, you pop up on his feed. He immediately inspects the photo of you, and breathes a sigh of relief to see your face. Your tongue is sticking out all playful, beaming as you hold Hitoshi’s face for the photo. You’re wearing that cat headband you always use when washing your face, and he can tell you’re almost ready for bed. He smiles solemnly, vermilion eyes staring at you, so far away.

He notices you’re wearing one of Shinsou’s hoodies and his blood boils at the thought - he knows you are friends but he hates the idea of anyone else having you - although he shouldn’t be one to talk after bringing home that girl from the club. He hates himself for doing it. He stares at your face before standing, saying a curt “I’ll be back” before making his way to the balcony. His friend’s voices fade as he stands outside overlooking the city, and he makes sure the coast is clear before dialing your number.

Fuck his pride. He has to hear your voice.

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omegalomania · 3 years ago

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I think tumblr ate my ask or it just didn't sent but what are your favorite Bastille songs / what are some songs you recommend?

i did NOT get this ask im very sorry anon.

it's genuinely hard for me to narrow down cause bastille is pretty up there in terms of favorite artists. i love all their shit, but a special mention goes out to their second studio album wild world since it's the one that made me a Fan

uh so here's a primer i guess i spent too much time on this lmao.

if you wanna listen to their big hits:

flaws - their first single in the uk. if you ever listened to ship playlists on 8tracks in like 2013-2015 then you've probably heard this song or a variant on it at some point.

pompeii - this is the song that really put them on the map and you definitely know it. it dominated the charts all over the place.

happier - the marshmello song that you've definitely heard before too. i think bastille wrote this for justin bieber or some shit but then decided they liked it too much to give it to him? lmao. anyway if you're not digging the version you hear on the radio all the time i recommend trying the stripped down version

good grief - their big hit off their second album. big in the uk, didn't really make as many waves elsewhere, but it's a really solid song anyway. one of those "upbeat tunes that's actually really fucking sad" ones

things we lost in the fire - another one off their first album. if you live in a wildfire area this might not be one to turn to. or maybe you'll find it cathartic idk i certainly do!!

quarter past midnight - a song about escapism, as was fitting when it was released in 2018 and equally fitting now. running away for a night of fucking around with friends, craving any kind of brief departure from the chaos of the modern world

skulls - this one was not a hit or a single and is technically a bonus track but i'm including it because once again if you ever clicked on a ship playlist on 8tracks in like 2013-2015 you've heard this one. and you know what that was justified this one is also good

if you wanna feel existentially depressed:

their whole discography. i mean i kid but i also don't. that's just kind of how bastille does it. BUT IN ALL SERIOUSNESS ones that hit me in particular would beeee

two evils - kind of a grim, haunting one introspecting about morality of the self.

oblivion - musing about the afterlife, love, and how time changes all of us.

those nights - contemplating what it is we seek when we plunge into reckless escapism, and the inherent loneliness of it; how even when surrounded by people there's still the pressure of the world outside, continuously coming to pieces

the draw - this one was written about the pull of pursuing a career in music vs. staying home with family and friends. in a broader sense, it can apply to a lot of things. i always felt it resonated with feelings of paranoia and displacement

winter of our youth - discusses childhood, nostalgia, and regret. if it feels like everything's slipping away, is it easier to relive the past, especially if the past is tinted rose?

sleepsong - loneliness, desperation, and the cyclical, abyss-like nature of all it encapsulates

if you want discussion of serious topics:

final hour - a bonus track off their second album that also became a bonus track off their third album? anyway this song talks about climate change and gun control. happy stuff

doom days - this one talks about, uh, everything! doomscrolling, political divides, escalating national tensions, climate change again, etc.

the currents - a song centered on political rhetoric and the power that figureheads have over the masses, the way they can orchestrate hate. basically it's not so subtly aimed at donald trump lmao, dan's literally sung it as much in a few live settings

WHAT YOU GONNA DO??? - social media addiction and the way capitalism and corporate interests have annexed our online experiences, fighting desperately for our attention as they seek to monetize every available aspect of our lives

four walls (the ballad of perry smith) - well this one is about uh. perry smith. who was charged with the death penalty for killing 4 people in the late 50's. but it's less directly about him and more a discussion of the morality of the death penalty and capital punishment

snakes - burgeoning anxieties and the impulse to turn to easy outs, like ignorance or alcoholism, to escape the world's global problems

if you want some pop culture sprinkled on top:

icarus - greek mythology. i like this one because it addresses something that i feel isn't addressed enough in discussions of this myth, which is that icarus is a very young lad. less about the pride of the fall, and more about the inherent tragedy of that.

laura palmer - the whole song is a david lynch shoutout. i've never seen twin peaks myself but the song still slaps.

daniel in the den - christian mythology. discusses the biblical tale of daniel in the lion's den and links that up to themes of betrayal and family.

poet - this one's a double feature, referencing both william shakespeare's sonnet 18 and edmund spencer's sonnet 75. also one of my favorites.

send them off! - this is another one of my favorites of theirs. it's also been described by dan as "othello meets the exorcist" and it very much delivers there

if you want something uplifting:

joy - while bastille (understandably) has a bit of reputation as a band that makes sad music about sad things, they've definitely got some happier songs in their catalogue. pun intended cha ching. this one's one of their more straightforwardly happy tunes

survivin' - this was a song they wrote while they were touring and then felt weird about releasing once the panini hit because it felt a bit on the nose. they ended up releasing it anyway and i am so glad they did cause it's a mood

act of kindness - the "happy" part here is debatable but i'm gonna include it anyway. it’s when someone does something nice for you and that impulse Changes you way down deep you know???

warmth - one of those "the world's going to shit but at least we have each other" kinds of tunes

the anchor - one of those "the world's going to shit but you're the one fucking thing that's still keeping me here" kinds of tunes

give me the future - their latest single as of this writing and one of the more optimistic tracks in their catalogue imo! it's yearning, but it's also with a genuine hope for the future.

and LASTLY. because im going to take every chance i can to plug this band. im going to throw some collabs and covers at you because there's one thing this band does SUPER well and it's collabs and covers.

of the night - this is the big one. it mashes up rhythm of the night by corona and rhythm is a dancer by SNAP! and it's so good they still do this one live and it goes off every time.

no angels - a mashup of "no scrubs" by TLC and "angels" by the xx, poured into a strangely mournful tune with clips from the hitchcock movie psycho. doesn't sound like it should work but it does. kinda really does.

torn apart - with GRADES and lizzo no less!!! it's got two parts but they're both excellent listen to them both

weapon - collab with angel haze, dan priddy, and F*U*G*Z and one of my absolute favorites

remains - remix of their song "skulls" but featuring rag'n'bone man and skunk anansie that adds an entire new dimension to the song, really fucking excellent

old town road mashup - lil nas x's old town road meets lizzo's good as hell meets radiohead's talk show host meets talking heads' road to nowhere meets the osmond's crazy horse. "what the fuck that shouldn't work" i KNOW and yet here it is!! BLATANTLY BANGING!!!

we can't stop - one of the few times dan smith subtly changes the lyrics of the song he's covering (most of the time he opts to keep the original pronouns and the like, which is very nice to see). anyway this one mixes miley cyrus's we can't stop with eminem's lose yourself and billy ray cyrus's achy breaky heart. and also the lion king's i just can't wait to be king is there. yes i know it sounds batshit especially because the whole thing is surprisingly melodic and heartfelt and you know what it works.

anyone but me x nightmares - mashing up joy crookes' anyone but me with easy life's nightmares and absolutely one of my favorites.

bad guy mashup - how many songs can they include with the word "bad" in the title? we've got bad guy (billie eilish), bad decisions (bastille), bad romance (lady gaga), and bad blood (taylor swift). bastille even has a song called bad blood and they didnt use it. they used taylor swift's version. also the distinctive guitar riff from dick dale's misirlou is there.

somebody mashup - how many songs can they include with the word "some" in the title? someone like you (adele), somebody told me (the killers), somebody to love (queen), use somebody (kings of leon), and someone you loved (lewis capaldi). seriously these guys take mashups to a new level.

final song - this is a cover of MØ's final song. it also adds in craig david's 7 days and, impossibly enough, europe's final countdown. how does it work. how.

ALL RIGHT. THATS ALL IVE GOT IN ME. HOPE THIS HELPED ANON AND IM SORRY IF THIS IS TOO MUCH

#askin hours #anon #bastille #ill put this in the bastille tag why not #this is predominantly a fall out boy blog but if any bastille bloggers are out there....all like 20 of you....#i see the work u do in this fandom and i love u for it

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ylizam · 3 years ago

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Rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better or catch up with (or tag whomever)

Tagged by @sapphoshands

Favourite color: orange

Last song: I’ve been listening to the Yellowjackets playlist/soundtrack/whatever we’re calling it, feeling very my age indeed, and paused after Miss World by Hole.

Currently reading: what is reading? (I’ve been reading She Who Became the Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan for a while—it’s taking me forever not because of anything to do with the book, which I’m digging, but because reading has been so hard over the past couple of years. thanks, I hate it. also because I own it so any time something comes in from my library holds I try to read that instead, mostly failing, because 2 weeks is NOT long enough my friends. not anymore. I also have The Bright Ages: A New History of Medieval Europe open and technically in progress. oh, and Saint Augustine’s Confessions.)

Last movie: we rewatched My Cousin Vinny relatively recently, and I think that’s the answer to this although it’s entirely possible that I’ve watched-and-forgotten something between then and now. my brain: sieve.

Sweet, Savoury, or Spicy: yes, and. (although I have a relatively low spicy heat tolerance level, if I’m going to be honest. I still love spicy foods though.)

Currently working on: apparently my brain is only good for writing Law & Order: SVU fic right now because that’s basically my active WIP list: the exorcist AU, the vigilante AU, and then today I started writing one where Liv and Amanda bang very messily in season 13 (which might end up being something like 5 people Liv banged and one she didn’t or something, I have ideas for some other people, but idek). but also the original thing is in the not-outlining-exactly stage. and I’m going to finish a Berena thing next month. and I can’t stop thinking about Wheel of Time and Moiraine and Lan and Siuan, so while I’m not working on anything about them I can feel it just underneath the surface. waiting. lurking. possible.

Tagging: I have no clue who has already answered these, so consider yourself tagged if you haven’t and want to.

#memes #a true story about me

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hirazuki · 2 years ago

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Get to know me better meme:

Tagged by @dear-kumari (thanks for the tag!!)

Favorite color: black, red, purple; and I tend to go for silver, white, and gold for accents :)

Currently reading: ongoing series are Ao no Exorcist, Boruto, Spy x Family, Akatsuki no Yona (against all my better judgment at this point lmao), and D.Gray-man (like... 3-4 times a year when it updates T_T). Plus fanfic here and there, though I’ve become extremely picky about it.

Last series I watched: Hunter x Hunter (1999) -- almost done with it! I’ve been enjoying this version much more than I thought I would, thought it does leave a lot to be desired (esp the Greed Island arc OVAs >.>)

Last movie I watched: Ah. Hm. I can’t remember, if we’re talking non-animated movie. Animated movie would be the second HxH movie, The Last Mission. Super enjoyable, I gobbled up all the Hisoka & Kurapika crumbs it offered like my life depended on it XD

Currently working on: ... so much T___T I’ve got a Winx Valtor/Bloom multichap fic plus six one-shots; a WITCH Phobos/Will post-comic series multichap fic plus a couple of Phobos/Will one-shots set in an alternate canon divergent timeline; a FFXIV post-Endwalker ZenosWoL multichap fic plus seven one-shots (featuring Zenos, WoL, Estinien, and Emet primarily); ten Hakuouki one-shots (Hijikata/Yukimura, but generally including the whole gang); two Hunter x Hunter one-shots (Hisoka & Kurapika; Hisoka, Kurapika, Illumi); eight Naruto one-shots (featuring an OC, Orochimaru, his snake family, etc.). And my Bleach longfic, which I really do want to finish. And now I’m contemplating a post-Shippuden through Boruto-Era Itachi-is-alive fic (: And that’s just the writing lmao. I have at least eighteen more FFXIV drawings and six HxH drawings I have planned out. I’m almost done styling Zenos’ wig, and I’m waiting for more hairspray to arrive so I can restyle Itachi’s bangs (I don’t like them X_X). OH, and maintaining my balcony garden through the summer heat!

(I tend to run around like a chipmunk chipping away at multiple things at once instead of focusing on one and finishing it before working on another, which is probably why I can never get things done and posted on a regular basis XD Though, if my brain would stop shoving new ideas down my throat, that would actually help a ton.)

Tagging @errantgoat, @baked-hylian, and @cruelfeline (only do it if you want!)

#aaaaaaaaa no wonder my brain feels like it's bursting #seeing everything i'm trying to wrangle laid out like this lmao #i mean i guess it's better than no motivation/ideas????#i just feel like i'll never get around to everything i waaaant T___T #ANYWAY #time to go see what the furkids are up to because it's been way too quiet for way too long XD

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thiswasinevitableid · 3 years ago

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Possession (Sternclay)

Prompt for the 24. “Even the Devil was an Angel once” -M Robinson. It takes place in the same world as this fill

Note: this fill touches on religious themes. Thanks to @bellafarallones for initially playing in this space on Discord.

Banners and bunting snap in the wind as a dozen signs declare this not only the 4th of July, but the centennial for the little town of Kepler. It was formed in 1874 after a logging company set up shop among the towering trees. Saint Francis church, with its weather worn roof and stained glass windows, was built the year after.

Barclay wishes the failing roof was his reason for sweating his ass off at this bake sale booth, but it’s not. The fourth of July fair puts everyone in a joyful mood, which means if he wants a fighting chance of raising money for the local halfway house, he needs to do it today, before everyone goes back to scoffing at the idea that junkies deserve a safe place to sleep. There are people whose need is far greater than his. The roof of his church can wait.

He passes over cookies and brownies for a handful of quarters or a few bills; once upon a time, passersby would comment on the fact the priest was out fundraising. His predecessor always left those things to the congregation and their various committees. These days, everyone knows that if the church is seeking funds for good deeds, Father Barclay will get his hands dirty along with everyone else.

“Quite a spread.”

It’s not a familiar voice, and when he turns from setting out more napkins he finds no clues to the man’s identity in his face. What he does discover is the most handsome stranger on the planet.

The dark summer suit sets him apart from the families in their shorts and skirts, and his hair is slicked back, a swoop of midnight that means there’s nothing to obstruct a face that would make even movie stars jealous. Blue eyes smile as lips quirk upwards and Barclay gets a rush of feelings he does his best to keep buried.

“Any recommendations?”

“You can’t go wrong with any of it. Most of the stuff here is from family recipes.”

“What are these?” The stranger peers at a plate, his shirt unbuttoned one button lower than seems necessary. Dark hair peeks out and Barclay wonders how it would feel under his fingers.

“Brownies with sea-salt caramel frosting. Uh, it’s a recipe I made myself.”

“I’ll take two, please.” He passes over a dollar. As Barclay slips them onto a plate, the stranger drops twenty bucks into the donation bucket.

After the first bite, the newcomer moans, “Mmmf, divine.”

“Thanks.” Barclay blushes, rearranges the plastic forks to avoid reading too much into the glint in those blue eyes.

The man wipes his fingers, tosses the napkin into the nearby trashcan, “That’s the best thing I’ve eaten in weeks. If you ever decide to leave the clergy, you’d put every baker in the country to shame.”

God help him, if he blushes any harder his beard is going to combust.

The man flicks a business card between his fingers, “And if you ever need help keeping your flock safe, let me know.”

As the man strolls off into the crowd, Barclay looks down at the silver writing on the black card.

Joseph Stern, Demonologist and Exorcist

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In hindsight, there was a better way to carry the cookbooks.

Barclay kneels on the library carpet, gathering them back up and apologizing to the person he just plowed into. He picks up a mystery and frowns, knowing it wasn’t in his stack.

“That one’s mine. Glad I’m not the only person who gets a little over zealous here.” Joseph smiles, all charm and manners, as he collects more paperbacks from the floor, “picking up some Thursday night reading?”

“Yeah. I’m, uh, I’m looking for new recipes for when the volunteers come this weekend. I try to feed them when I can.”

“That’s very good of you.” Joseph helps him to his feet, the two of them discussing P.D James in hushed tones on their way to the circulation desk.

As the librarian checks out the books, Barclay spots a familiar leather jacket perusing the spiritual and paranormal section. Indrid pulls down two books, turns, and immediately looks away from him. Barclay’s hand, mid-wave, retreats to his pocket.

Joseph offers to keep him company on the way home and Barclay accepts. As they walk he learns the other man moved to town for some peace and quiet, is an avid chess player, and has a laugh that makes Barclay’s chest feel like an enamel mug warmed by fresh-poured coffee.

When he asks if Joseph is interested in mass, the man shakes his head, “My work is so wrapped up in faith that I find attending church draining rather than spiritually engaging. But if you ever wish to talk theology, I’m your man.”

Barclay decides to keep that in mind and, by the time Joseph says goodnight at the door of his house, the priest is already planning the menu for it.

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He is not going to become a cliche. He’s not.

Joseph is under no circumstances going to tease, tempt, or trick Barclay into doing something that would qualify as sin (in the Catholic sense; sin, in Joseph’s experience, is more complex than it’s presented). The priest is his friend, and no matter how much he can taste the faith on his soul or feel the desire he’s hiding behind his gentle manner, he is not going to betray a friend.

It would be easier if Barclay were corrupt, or cruel, or hypocritical in the way so many men of the cloth have been through the years. Then Joseph might frame his temptation as inevitable, the just desserts of men who think they’re faith is a pass to harm others. But Barclay is kind, seems to follow the tenets of his faith and tries to use what power he has in town to help those most in need. Whenever Joseph listens in on mass, his friend focuses on all those bits about loving thy neighbor and helping those who society too quickly casts aside.

So no, Joseph will not be tempting him. It’s hardly a style he favors anyway. He finds you can cause quite a lot of uproar and doubt by planting curiosity in humans. Too many questions can get a person in trouble.

Or an angel pushed into a free-fall.

Not that he regrets it. He has a little more freedom these days. As long as he causes some trouble now and then, they leave him alone.

He’s just chased one of his own out of a young woman whose boyfriend thought it would be funny to use her as the vessel in a ceremony to bring he and his friends wealth. Joseph removed the offending entity and planted an excellent break up plan in her head on his way out.

As he moves down the street, he waves to Dani and Aubrey on the garden swing of a little co-operative commune. Aubrey is a witch, he can practically see the power around her, and he’s not certain Dani is entirely human. But she does make excellent hummus whenever he comes over for dinner.

A flash of black and silver catches his attention; across the street, the young man he knows to be Indrid Cold is hurrying towards the Hornet’s Nest. Late, would be his guess.

A car passes, the people in it yelling something at the human that makes him flinch. Their back tire blows a moment later, sending them into a fire hydrant. No one is hurt, but maybe they’ll think twice about their manners.

Indrid glances at Joseph across the potholes. He raises an eyebrow in response, and continues on his way.

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The greatest temptations happen in the strangest places. Like the dairy section of the Kepler General Store.

Barclay doesn’t need fancy ingredients; that money can be better used elsewhere and he’s a good cook. But god above does that Brie look nice.

He pays for his bag of milk, flour, and other simple staples and steps into the September air. The leaves are turning, making the whole town into a magazine cover, and even his little church looks a bit grander with gold and copper fluttering around it’s windows. The direct path to his rooms passes through the cemetery; most people are buried at Kepler Lawn these days, so the graves hardly ever have living visitors. Certainly not ones on picnic blankets.

“Hi, Barclay.” Joseph smiles up from his book, “Want to join me for dinner? I, um, went a little wild at the store.”

Barclay quickly deposits the groceries inside and swings open the gate to join his friend.

“Kinda interesting choice for a picnic spot.”

“Cemeteries are fascinating; so much local history in one place. And, well, I think the dead get lonely in places like this when no one comes to visit.”

His heart swells and he searches for cover; if Joseph’s voice sets anything else bubbling in his chest, he’s in serious danger of breaking a certain vow right here on this blanket.

“Uh, what’s for dinner?”

The basket opens to reveal, among other delicacies, blackberry jam, fresh bread, and the imported Brie that he eyed at the store. There’s chocolates too, all his favorites, and a small bottle of champagne that Joseph pours as Barclay smears jam and cheese across a hunk of bread.

“A toast” Joseph hands him a glass, holds up his own, “to finding a kindred spirit.”

Barclay spends a blissful hour eating, the two of them debating what the best Christmas fundraiser would be. A laugh rings through the trees, and a moment later Indrid walks by, a shorter man Barclay doesn’t recognize by his side. This time, when Barclay waves, Indrid offers a small one in return.

“Old friend?” Joseph's eyes track the couple down the road.

“Yeah. We, uh, we grew up together. Just differ on some, uh, feelings about what we were supposed to do with our lives.”

He senses the other man wants to ask more but is refraining. Barclay doesn’t have the words to thank him for not pressing on that bruise.

They talk about everything under the sun, and Joseph is savoring squares of chocolate when Barclay pulls another jar from the basket.

“Oh man, I haven’t had honeycomb in years.”

“I got it because I was curious; I’m not actually sure how to eat it.”

“Here” Barclay pulls off the lid and slides the comb free, “it’s easy, you just bite it”

“My hands are kind of occupied.” Joseph holds up a sandwich in one and chocolate in the other. Without thinking, Barclay leans forward and offers the honeycomb. Before he can correct, Joseph opens his mouth and bites off a corner. Gold trickles down his chin and Barclay wonders how many hail marys would make up for licking it off.

“I, uh, I, I should head inside soon.”

Blue eyes flutter open, “Stay a little longer?”

Barclay reaches out his free hand, wipes the honey away with his thumb, “Okay, Joseph. Just for you.”

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One minute, Barclay is stirring his tea. The next he’s studying the ceiling, wooden floor cold on his back. When he tries to sit up, he’s frozen, fingers flexing uselessly and head refusing to rise.

Hello, father. The voice winds around his skull let’s have a little fun

He tries to pray. His tongue sticks in his mouth. The cross on his neck does nothing.

The priest needs an exorcism. How funny

“Shut up.” He says to a chair.

Let’s see what we can get up to, hmmm?

Nail pry into his memories, his fears, his fantasies. He can’t let it see the daydream of him cooking breakfast in his boxers, Joseph nestled in his bathrobe and grinning at him across the kitchen table. Or thought he fell asleep two a few nights ago; he and Joseph had gotten into a spirited debate over dinner (Joseph delights in asking questions, in pushing Barclay to explain and defend his faith, to think about it in new ways). Barclay wanted to grab him, yank him across the table and kiss some sense into him.

God help him, if the demon finds out, it might make him break his vows. Make him hurt Joseph.

Leave him be

The first intruder balks, making Barclay grunt and clutch his forehead

Sorry, pal, this spot is taken

Yes, by someone playing the long game. Get lost. As the words ring out, protective affection drips across his soul like melting wax, as if the entity is trying to embrace him. Shield him.

He’s not yours. He’s mine.

In a flash of understanding, he recognizes the voice.

“Joseph?”

Shut up, father, this doesn’t concern you.

It does, and this is your last chance to leave peacefully.

Fine. Can’t believe you’d bother leaving a priest unpossessed because you had some plan for him. Weirdo.

Barclay gasps, sits up and hugs himself, shaking. It was in his head, scratching at his soul, it had him.

A warm, very real hand on his shoulder. A voice no longer in his head but in his ear.

“Barclay? Are you okay?”

He wrenches his body away from Joseph, scrambles to his feet and bangs into the table. The demon stands, the ghostly image of horns fading from his head, but stays put.

“A long game?! You, you’ve been trying to corrupt me! You, I thought…”

“You were right.” Joseph runs a hand through his hair, “I’m your friend, Barclay. I’m also what you’d recognize as a demon. I promise, I never had some plan for you. I just needed him to think I did.”

“Prove it.”

Joseph closes the distance between them, reaching out his fingers. Barclay presses further back, table digging into his sweater.

“This only holds power over me because you believe it does. Because you have faith in what it represents.” His skin meets the cross on Barclay’s neck and begins to smoke. He grits his teeth, “I swear I never meant to corrupt you.”

Barclay grips the demon’s wrist, guiding his hand back to safety, speaks as if calming a spooked dog, “Okay. Okay. I believe you.”

Joseph steps away and around the table, giving him much needed breathing room. He slumps down into his chair while the demon stays standing.

“I don’t get it. Is the exorcist thing just so you can keep other demons from getting tossed back where they belong?”

A flicker of hurt and then a polite smile, “No. I try to follow the rules of my realm, but there are certain actions I cannot ignore. Possession is, it’s, it’s a violation of another in all the worst ways. I don’t care if it’s angelic, demonic, or something else entirely; I can’t just sit by and let it happen.”

“I’ve never heard of an angelic possession.”

“Some of the worst are. A being who thinks they’re Good regardless of their actions is a hell of a thing.”

He rubs his temples; he has so many questions and zero energy with which to ask them. To top it all off, his tea is cold.

Steam curls from the mug. He looks and Joseph flashes him a sheepish smile, “Just trying to help.”

The liquid in the cup is the perfect temperature when it meets his lips. He drains it, sets it down and murmurs, “What do we do now?”

“I don’t know. I, um, I was hoping we could figure it out together. You’re a wonderful friend, Barclay, and our relationship means more to me than I can say. But if you need me gone, I’ll go.”

It could still be a trick; demons lie all the time, put humans into positions where they have no choice but to give in to their plots.

He remembers Joseph’s power, or perhaps his very being, seeping into his soul. That he hadn’t been afraid.

Barclay picks up the teapot, refills his mug and pours out a second one. As he slides it across the table, he replies, “Nah, I’m kinda attached to you.” He smiles, sees it reflected in the face opposite him, “so, where should we start?”

#sternclay #agent stern/barclay #demon au #taz amnesty #promptober

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