#damn kid you're a mold baby

[highlifeboat]

Capcom could have done anything with Rose and they gave her normal teenage problems and milk sweat.

[xmissrogersx]

“Shit, i love this skirt” | Joel Miller

tags: Post-Outbreak. Fluff. +18. Period issues.

a note from pris: i write this during my period, and all i want to say is I NEED A JOEL IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW.

my writing is entirely my own. Any adaptation and/or copy is forbidden.

i hope you are enjoying my stories! U help me a lot if you give me a ♡! All the love.

priscila’ masterlist

-Do you have the same one but in another color?

“Count to 10, Paris" I said softly, otherwise I'm going to kill the stupid girl in front of me. One, two, three...

-It's a blanket they picked up on patrol, not a pair of Manolo Blahnik.

-What's that? -said the one next to her. You're kidding me, they must be in their 40's and have no idea what i just told them.

-Are you going to take it or not? -they looked at each other, causing me to take a breath and pick up my mental count and avoid exploding.

-Are you sure there isn't another color?

I could swear my eye twitched the moment I got up from my chair, which caused the others in the room to turn their gazes towards me.

-Hey…why don't we go outside, okay? -Maria approached me and pulled me out, preventing something worse from breaking out.

-Sorry, but i couldn't stand those two assholes anymore —I explained, putting my hand on my belly as I suddenly felt a cramp, making it obvious what was happening to me. I hated it when my period came. She put my hand on my lower back for support.

-Why didn't you tell me and stay home? I know it sucks when it happens, honey.

I nodded slightly, not ignoring the truth, although deep down I wanted to keep my job at Jackson.

-Does Joel know?

-No, no. I didn't want to worry him, he had the patrol with Tommy and if I told him he'd probably chain me to the bed and not let me out.

-As if you don't like it when he do that —she said, raising her eyebrow, provoking a laugh from both of them.

-Don't make me laugh, I feel like I'm going to fall over.

-Speaking of Rome —she nodded his head at the entrance.

Getting off his horse and cleaning his shotgun, he was wearing a T-shirt that clung to his body due to the heat of the incipient summer that was already approaching, along with pants that molded his strong legs. Even if they had shouted that they were attacking us this damn moment, I couldn't take my eyes off him.

-All mine...—Maria laughed softly when she saw my expression.

-You're so horny, girl —walking over to the Millers, but not before approaching Joel, who quickly raised his gaze to me. He walked away from them, and in big strides was already lifting me up in his arms.

-Joel...

-Why didn't you tell me, baby? —He locked his beautiful brown eyes in mine.

-I love you... very, very much —I smiled innocently.

-That's not going to work,pretty girl.

-I'm sorry, daddy —I whispered the latter in his ear and kissed his lobe, getting a growl from him and a little giggle from me.

We walked through the front door, where he deposited me on the living room couch and then kissed my forehead and went upstairs to prepare the bathtub, since the book I had read and under Mary's advice, the hot water helped the cramps in my belly.

Just for one second imagine for a minute this man with glasses on reading a manual about the female period. When I thought Joel couldn't be more attentive and gentle, I caught him in that situation.

-Hi, Paris —Ellie walk inside and set his backpack aside.

-Hi,cutie, how was school?

-I hate fractions, seriously, why the fuck do I want to know how to divide a cake, I just split it and that's it.

-First of all, language. Second, it's important that you know it, even if you don't believe it, it's useful for everyday life.

-Like what? -He frowned and I opened my mouth to answer, but no word could come out of my lexicon.

-You're right, they're not good for shit —I answered with a laugh from her.-Well, I'm going upstairs…

-¡Paris, your skirt! -she suddenly exclaimed. I turned my head to literally see the fabric covering my ass with a small red stain.

-¡La puta madre! ¡Shit, i love this skirt! it's my favorite, i was going to wear this for your presentation.

-We can wash it, Maria must have something or some weird substance to fix it.

My eyes glazed over at how worried she was about me. Just like her father. I wrapped my arms around her body, to which she reacted in kind. On the outside many times Ellie appeared to be a tough and somewhat coarse girl, but it was only because of the constant struggle she had gone through for the longest and shortest part of her life. She's just a kid.

-I know how bad it is when it happens to you, and you don't deserve it —she said with her face in my chest, her voice distressed.

-Relax, I'm fine —I whispered, stroking her hair —I couldn't be better, I have my family and that's all I need.

-Being a woman sucks, I wish I was half as brave as you —she looked up at me, to which I laughed to hug her tighter as I quickly denied.

-I don't agree, ¿you know why? Because we are intelligent, fearful, brave. You faced unimaginable things, Ellie, and every time you came out of it, you got stronger.

-She’s right.

We both turned around when we heard him. He walked towards us and wrapped us in his arms to lift us off the ground laughing in unison.

-Let go of me, I have to go, old man —she pulled out of his grip to run away.

-So...we have about, what, ¿2 hours for Ellie's play? —I frowned uncomprehendingly, to which he once again pulled me back to my feet —I brought chocolate almonds, just the way you like it.

Damn crazy hormones. Tears began to fall down my cheeks as if a waterfall was flowing down my face. He tried to calm me down but I put my hand on his lips, silencing him.

-Joel, please, you don't want to take me like that after you see me from behind —I said embarrased.

-You have nothing to be ashamed of, sweetheart. Actually, I like the way you looked at me when I came in from the raid —I opened my mouth wide.-You made me feel attractive —he said softly, to which I immediately brought our lips together.

God, I'd been holding back since this morning, points for holding back.

-Joel Miller, did you ever look in the mirror? —I stroked his mustache and beard.-Because I can assure you that Jackson's women do.

-I don't care, darlin'. The only one who can bring me to my knees is you. And I should also say that I've seen you get looks from more than one idiot at the bar.

I sighed and kissed his cheek. We went into the bedroom, and he put me down on the bed to bend down and start taking off my shoes.

-You're mine —he said kissing my thigh as he began to undress me, making me hold my breath. He wanted to etch into my skin that I belonged to him, now and always.

[oklotea]

you want eah parents hcs? *cracks knuckles* alright then here's some

- When Pied Piper returned the kids to their parents (no, he didn't drown them, c'mon Eah show isn't that dark) he noticed a kid in the group who didn't ran to none of the adults in the village and no parents who ever sought her out.

That child was Melody, and seeing she had no parents and home, the Pied Piper adopted her

- Cheshire Cat created Kitty. Like she literally took a part of herself and molded it into a baby Kitty. How's that possible? To make herself disappear and reappear, the Cheshire Cat is made of smokey and pooffy stuff inside so if she wants a kid, she can easily just pluck off some of the smoke stuff from her arm or leg etc. It doesn't hurt in case you're wondering

- The Huntsman (Hunter's dad) and Red (Cerise's mom) were childhood, and the Huntsman was in love with her

It's was one-sided and Red was oblivious to his feelings and The Huntsman never had the courage to tell her how he truly felt...so you would get this teenage boy get all shy saying stuff like - "Wowza Red...funny to think how i'm technically ur Prince Charming...👉👈 saving u from the Big bad wolf....very fuunnyy riiight? haahahaa"

- Like it was shown in Class of Classics, King Charming was similar to Dexter at the start, but with the pressure to be a perfect Prince Charming, mixed in with his own insecurities and wanting not to fail his own destiny, he started to become the worst version of himself, but because he alligned with the rules of how a Pince Charming should be, many weren't that bothered by it, outside of Pinnochio and Goldie who knew the real him.

Pinnochio misses his old friend

- Red and EQ were those friends who since highschool had plans of their kids also being friends like they are, but then EQ got trapped in the mirror realm and so there were no playdates between Raven and Cerise.

After Red learned Cerise had befriended Raven, she felt happy. (EQ learned about their friendship either through the mirrors or after she got broken out of the realm)

1. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THAT IDEA AWGEHHHHHHH I think that would make melody and piper's relationship even more sweet!!!!! I love that I really do

2. MAKES SENSE. I CAN TOTALLY IMAGINE IT. There is no way kitty actually has a father.

3.DAMN huntsman fumbled fr HAHHAHSHAHDKD Yeah I can totally see that being canon! Sorry huntsman sir but red does NOT want you. Canon in my book

4.THIS IS EXACTLY THE IMPRESSION I GOT FROM LANCE. He was nerdy and insecure but because of the pressures of society decided to completely be consumed by the toxic masculinity mindset and because of that, he eliminated any kind of resemblance of who he truly is. And now he projects onto daring and Dexter. Rip. AGHHRHRHRRJJJJHHHHH STOP I FEEL SIIICKKKKKJKKK FUCK YOU LANCE. I hate king charming with my entire heart and soul, but I can also mourn for the person he couldve become if he grew up in a different more accepting environment.

5.ARGEGRHHHHHHH EQ AND RED FRIENDSHIP FUCKING REAL!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SO GREAT I LOVE THID THIS IS CANON

[hoshigray]

HEYYY🤪who ever requested y/n bratting off to toji is a blessing fr.🙏🏼 Can you also do the same thing but fluff edition. If the post is gone, dont worry about it. Love your writing!!

No worries, noonie, bc I made sure to save the fluff version as a Word doc if needed, lol. But here ya go, hope ya enjoy and tysm!!:)

Reminder: This is a sfw/fluff version of this thirst!

Cw: Toji x reader - fluff!! - pet names (baby, kid/kiddo) - implied that reader is shorter than Toji - first, the reader is sour, but then they're sweet :) - Toji calls you a 'bitch' but not in a belittling way, just frustrated with your antics - lots of humor bc we love making this man suffer, lol - the reader gives him a scare hiding from him (again, make him suffer! but he's hella worried about you so </3) - angst(?) - reader being a brat and Toji being a grumpy bf = a perfect couple ♡ Wc: 2.4k

It's late in the night, WAY past the midnight hour. The streets are quiet, people are home sleeping, and the air is curtained in a cool mist from rain not too long ago.

And yet here you are, in an open grocery store skimming through the fruits section. You pick up a bag of apples and examine them before placing them back down, moving on to the next aisle.

Behind you, the squeaky wheels of the shopping cart follow your every step, driven by your boyfriend — Toji.

The two of you had left a movie theater to see a movie you'd been anticipating seeing, which only had seating at the last showing of its week — 12:30 a.m. The runtime was two hours and thirty minutes, so it wasn't to your surprise that the plaza was utterly empty by the time it ended. Although you're happy you got to see the movie, you made a mental note to get tickets earlier next time.

Suddenly, you realize you forgot to grocery shop, and most nearby stores are closed. But after many trips around the neighborhood, you've finally found a store open for twenty-four hours.

So here you are, scoping around the aisles to pick up things and check them off your list. Now all there's left is the toilet paper, which would be right on the top shelf...that you can't reach.

You turn to your side to see your boyfriend looking down at his phone. Well, he's no help. With a sigh, you place your phone inside your pocket and try to carefully reach for the toilet paper, stepping on the lower shelves and being mindful not to step on any of the items below.

Toji notices something up when he glances up at you trying to climb up to get something from the top shelf. Putting his phone in his jean jacket, he comes around and hovers over you while grabbing for the toilet paper. You watch, and you shake your head at him. Damn, tall people...Hold on. An idea pops inside your head, and a grin molds onto your lips.

"Hey!" You call out to the man before he puts the item at the bottom of the cart. "I was getting that."

"I know, but y'r lil legs and arms weren't getting you any far, baby." He sends you a sly smirk, causing you to take offense to his comment.

Oh, two can play this game, Mister..."Put it back."

His brows crease together. "What?"

"Put it back up there," you repeat yourself to the man and point at the top shelf. His confused expression is still present when he hesitantly does what you instruct him. "And then pick me up to get it."

He looks at you like you're crazy. "What kind of shit are you on?"

You giggle. "Oh, come on, Toji. I was trying to get it, so I wanna do it."

"You could barely touch it."

"Not unless I have my trusty, tall boyfriend to help me, so pick me up!" You lift your arms for your waist to be open for grabs, and Toji just stares at you. With a heavy sigh and a scrunched expression, he lifts you up effortlessly, and you happily take the toilet paper he just put back up.

You beam at him once you're put down, and the older man has never rolled his eyes so fast. "Actin' like a damn kid."

Your tone is matter-of-fact as you put the item under the cart: "You call me a kid all the time, so I gotta uphold the title. Okay, that should be everything from my list, so let's get the other stuff."

"Other stuff?"

"Yeah, like sandwich meat, chips, and juice for Tsumiki and Megumi. They're going swimming with their friends tomorrow, and they need lunch to take with them."

Toji crosses his arms, examining you walk past him with the cart. "I suppose you're the one paying for all that."

"I'm absolutely...not," you don't have to turn around to know the man behind you has his jaw dropped. "I'm paying for the things on my list, and you pay for the other stuff."

"And what makes you think I'd pay? I already paid for the dinner and the tickets for the damn movie."

"Yes, indeed you did. But guess what, I'm using my money for my things. So, Toji dearest, it's only right that you pay for the things for your children." You peek behind you to see your boyfriend throw daggers at you with emerald eyes. Your smile only grows. "What kind of father would you be if you don't care for those angels?"

Toji just groans and mumbles curses under his breath. "They're only angels when you're around, ya damn brat..."

The two of you head to the snack aisle, the right side harboring a massive assortment of chips. You stop the cart when you spot a brand of chips you remember is a favorite in the Fushiguro household. The only problem is that the flavor you're looking for — which is on the bottom shelf — is nearly empty, meaning the last few are further in the back.

"Hey, Toji," The named man comes from behind, resting his chin on your head. "Those chips down there, ya think there could still be some in the far back?"

"Mmm," His broad chest vibrates against your back from his gruff hum. "Probably."

"Mind getting them for me."

"....Why can't you get it?"

"Because I told you to get it. Besides," you bring up your hands with two fingers up to air quote your following sentence. "I don't think my 'lil arms and legs' will get me far."

Toji's quiet for a few moments, and you bite your lip to not laugh. But it's no use when he flicks your ear before leaving your side, giggles fake cries of pain exiting your lips. "Fuckin' bitch."

"I heard that!"

"Good." You blow a raspberry at him as he groans, kneeling to the floor, and crouches to put his head under the shelf. The image of your brawny man squeezing through the racks is a rarity, and you can't laugh because you know he'll kill you once he gets back up. So, with silent quickness, you grab your smartphone, take a picture, and swiftly put it back in your pocket. You chuckle to yourself in accomplishment. That's for calling me a bitch, you bastard.

The man comes up with a bag of chips in hand, the exact flavor you were looking for. However, "Woah, woah, woah, that's not the right size."

"What are you on about this time?"

"I always get the family-size. That's just the regular one."

"Yeah, so?"

"So?" The older man is visibly vexed that you repeat after him, yet you continue. "Toji, I know you're gonna snack on those later, but I'm gonna use it to pack lunch for the kids. And judging by how small the packaging is, that's not gonna last for the entire week — let alone three days. Miki and Megs aren't gonna like you for that. Go get the family-size pack."

"They don't have it down here; it's just this!"

"Well, what are you gonna do? Buy three more bags...Oh."

Toji notices you spot something that puts your thoughts aside, so he follows your line of sight to the top shelf. As you described earlier, family-sized chips were stationed at the very top, unlike at the bottom stand where they usually are.

All you can do is smile sheepishly at Toji when you two glance at each other, the older man giving you the heaviest glare you've ever received. "If you ask me to pick you up again, I'm throwin' ya up there and leavin' you til next time."

"Don't bother. I'm going to get the sandwich meats." You turn away from him and the cart to hide your laughs and head to the deli aisle. "You stay right there. I'll be right back."

"Hmph, whatever." The man grabs the right size of chips and chucks them into the cart. And then he leans against the shelves, waiting for your arrival so you two can finally leave the store.

One minute pasts. Then two...Three....Four.....Five—What the fuck!?

There's no way the store is that big for you to find the deli aisle. It's nearly been six minutes, and you have yet to return to the snack aisle! Toji can only wonder what it is that's taking you so damn long. They probably saw somethin' cute and will ask me to get it for 'em. Hmph, like hell. Or maybe they don't have the sandwich meats they're lookin' for and are tryin' to find something else to substitute. Or they could be lost, who knows.

But the more he thinks, his thoughts delve into darker reflections. And if they're lost, would they run into someone for help? What if that person doesn't work here, talking to a damn stranger. What if that bastard is making them uncomfortable? Taking advantage of them. Or worse: a kidnapping.

Dread corrupts all of Toji's senses when his mind wanders to the worst scenarios, but he can't help it when you haven't returned to him. There's already one person he's lost in his life, and he wouldn't want to lose you too. That's why he straightens himself up and ditches the cart full of your stuff to find you for himself. Because if you aren't in this store right now, things will start to get ugly.

He storms out of the aisle, looking around to assess the parameter. Deep breaths don't seem to calm him down, as the dry bob in his throat makes it difficult to swallow. He looks up to see the signs for every aisle. Deli...Where the hell is—

That thought grinds to a halt when he hears footsteps approach from behind. So Toji turns around with haste, grabbing the pocket knife always kept in his jean pocket.

However, he doesn't pull the defensive weapon out. Instead, his tense physique relaxes, and a wave of relief soothes him down back to Earth. Because the footsteps belonged to you. You were okay.

"Damn, you and your freaky senses! I was hiding behind that bread rack over there and waiting for you to turn around so I could surprise you. Hehe, but I can see you must've—Ow, ow, ouch!!!"

Unlike before, genuine cries of pain fly out your mouth when Toji pinches your cheeks, twisting them so hard that you scream louder the tighter the grip. He doesn't let go until you step on his foot, and even then, the hurtful wails are replaced with laughter.

"You absolute fucking brat." You try to cover your giggles with your hands, but the irritated expression on Toji's face makes it difficult to keep your composure. "Over here tryin' to scare me and shit when I'm wondering what the hell's takin' you so damn long. Not even my own damn kids give me this much trouble."

"Oh shit, pfffthaha. At lea-At least I—wheeze," You're trying so hard to look your boyfriend in the eye, but God was you in hysterics. Tears prickle, and you slowly reveal some packaged items in your hands. "At least I got the sandwich meat."

Toji swiftly snatches the deli products off your grasp, causing you to laugh even harder to the point of your stomach hurting and your eyes forced shut. But that doesn't stop the man from pulling you to the unattended cart by the back of your neck, caging you between him and the handlebar.

But no matter, because you still laugh walking down the aisle with him. You still laugh at the self-checkout. And you still laugh when putting the groceries in the trunk of Toji's car and placing the cart in the corral.

Even when you sit in the passenger seat, chuckles fill the silence and one-sided tension. You peer to Toji's side to see him harbor a scowl while facing the windshield, downright avoiding you. "Oh, come on, Toji, it was just a little prank. You gotta admit it was kinda funny!"

He shakes his head, eyes still honed in front of him.

"What? Oh, so you're not gonna talk to me?"

Nothing.

"Are you serious? Toji, it wasn't even that big of a deal. Were you worried about me for real—"

"Yeah, kid." Now he looks at you; his forest-green orbs capture yours as if luring you to listen to what he's saying. "I was fuckin' worried about you. Thought somethin' bad happened or...whatever, forget it." Toji lets a heavy sigh exit his system, resting his head on his hand.

And you just watch him, not bothering to say a word back. It doesn't take long for you to understand where he's coming from because you're already beating yourself about it with the uneasy silence between you two.

You know about Toji's loss — his late wife, Megumi's mother. You don't know too much about her passing. However, you're enormously aware of how significant a toll the loss took on Toji. It took him a long time to even consider dating again and putting a label on your relationship.

So now that he's with you, it's easy to understand that he doesn't want you getting hurt and anything dreadful happening on your end.

And yet, acting like a child isn't making things any better.

You silently exhale and hesitantly set a hand on the one lying still on his thigh. You notice his head turn in your direction from the sudden contact, but you don't address it, just leaning on him with your head on his shoulder. Toji lets you do so.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you worry like that." You say to him, your eyes on your hand rubbing on the back of his. "Just wanted to act silly with you, is all. Didn't want to scare you."

"Who told you to act silly?"

"Uhh, me? 'Cause it's like 3 a.m., just the two of us. And it's the weekend."

You can feel the rise and fall of his shoulder following the sigh he lets out through his nose. Toji then removes his hand from you and puts it on your shoulder to keep you close. "You can be a pain in the ass, ya know that, kiddo?"

"Yeah, yeah. But I know you love me for it~." You move to happily kiss him on the cheek.

"Yeah, sure." He kisses your temple and rests his head on yours. The two of you indulge in the comfortable silence of the car for a few minutes, relinquishing each other's presence before driving home. "Just be a lil' more careful, 'kay, baby?"

"Mmm, promise."

...

But you're still gonna make that picture you took of Toji your wallpaper. It's a true gem. Plus, it's what you get for calling me a bitch.

[shysublimecoffee]

Tsuna Sawada will always be a loser and even towards the end of the manga he still is one and I will always love him for not changing. Face it all those reunion fics I used to read back in the day really be enjoying giving every person who bullied or were mean to him give everyone face slaps as if i'm reading a chinese revenge dogblood danmei novel lol. This is pre-2017 I belive when I binged a lot of fics in the previous years of that particular KHR era lol. So take it in mind my knowledge was from back then.

Hell this shit is even applied to his parents especially Nana like maybe I can go more indepth if I have time in another post but like this women certainly loves her child. I know the infamous chapter really got me heated not gonna lie I don't think the way she treats her kid is fine but damn sometimes I feel she be villainzed too much. From the way I see their relationship it's one of love but I don't think Tsuna could rely on his mom when it comes to emotions and feelings hell he avoid it together it's kinda why he was a little shit if I remember correctly in the beginning of the manga but what 13 year old isn't. Like their relationship is more she wants her child to be like his manly father and hopes he can grow out of his ugly ducking dame tsuna phase but he can't because it's more than that the dude whole school normalizes calling him dame tsuna instead of his actual birth name and the way the faculty treat him and his peers who go back and forth in their treatment of him if he surpasss their expectations they acknowledge him if he doesn't he goes back to being just lame old tsuna. So tsuna gives right up at the start then even try because he's afraid at the attempt he'll just fail. Iemitsu I get 100% because he prioritzes work over family and expects his son to be like his mother and be fine he shows up out of nowhere. I'd be pissed too. Ironic he's the 1 shounen protagnsit with 2 parents that just aren't that great as role models or when it comes to teaching him but they do love him certainly. It's why when it comes to the basis of how their characters are written yes there are defintlly problametic things going on because of how dysfuncitional they are as a family but they do love each other so I really dislike it a lot back in the past since a lot of the times writers really try to up and take it to a 100 to make both of them more hurtful or cruel in fics than they are in canon just to really give them faceslaps X double. And the result is Tsuna being a depressed sucidal kid to really get it and the fic writer just blackening the parents even more lol. Like please a little nuance would be appreatied in their family dynamic would be nice.

Tsuna no matter what anyone says is a strong kid. He really doesn't get bothered like I don't recall him talking shit about the students in his school who bully him like yamamato and him are straight parells in their treatment because I'm damn sure yamamato has to be aware of others treatment of Tsuna because it's a refelection of how he could end up if he becomes a failure too. One tries their hardest to be the best and tries to jump because he can't handle it no more. But Tsuna the other isn't even bother by his mistreatment wtf he's just Tsuna he's normalized it but he isn't a sucidal depressed mess he's just accepts he can't do it and says welp whatever and he's fine. My boi is strong.

I know some can't accept how the ending is. But, You're reading KHR so many weird things are in the manga that make 0 logical sense and I just go through with the motions accepting it. A baby for a tutor, oh Mukuro went through literal hell, oh what do you mean fucking time travel is involved. You really expect me to care that much how the ending went lol. KHR is a legit a parody telling of a shonen manga, which evolved into a real shonen later on.

I get the appeal but Tsuna is Tsuna. I think he's a normal boy who doesn't fit the shounen mold and himnot fiting the package kinda fit the bill because he doesn't suit the audience fantasy on how they want their MC's to be. They want him to be a Naruto how everyone who hurt him apologize or acknwledge his awesomeness but nah Akira Amano really just sticked to this dude core character from start to finish. Tsuna grew when it comes to areas he lacked but he never changed about his personhood because that sorta what makes him define the story. Tsuna being himself got him allies and people who rely and look towards him and what made Reborn impressed with his student. He defines the genre he's like is a Deku from BNHA reversed when it comes to their development.

[those70scomics]

Fictober Day 20: "I saw your eyes light up"

That '70s Show Fanfiction

Kelso cheered when red sparks burst high above his house. The rocket firework had successfully launched from his backyard after sunset. Neither he or Fez lost any fingers. They could do the same in the Formans' backyard on Halloween. The party was eleven days from now. Firing one or two rockets wouldn't be irresponsible if done correctly.

"Did you have to set that off so close to me?" Fez shouted at him.

Kelso waved at him dismissively. "I saw your eyes light up. You liked it."

Fez's jaw clenched, and he stamped his foot on a patch of grass. "Yes, I did, you magnificent bastard. You're lucky Brooke isn't here."

"Why do you think I invited you to test these rockets with me on a Friday night? She's at that improv class with Betsy. Brooke is getting funnier, by the way."

"That is good. Maybe her stiff humor won't kill our couples dinners anymore."

"Yeah ... " Kelso set up another firework rocket on the lawn. He'd get away with two, tops, without the neighbors narcing on him. "Brooke got that stiffness from her mother and aunts. She's lucky I accidentally got her pregnant, or she might've turned into a tree stump."

Fez backed off from the unlit firework to the backyard fence. He stuffed his gloved hands into his coat pockets. The evening was cold, and Kelso copied Fez by putting his own ungloved hands into his jacket pockets. He couldn't afford his fingers to become stiff.

"What's wrong, my friend?" Fez said. "Your mood has changed."

"Damn. You're a freaking mind-reader, and I wasn't even thinking about what's bugging me."

Fez nodded at him to go on, and Kelso did. "Last night, Me, Brooke, and Betsy had dinner with the family of a girl Betsy's friends with. This girl, Lauren, has a younger sister -- " he squinted, going through the night in his memory -- "Jenny! She's five, half Betsy and Lauren's age, but they let her play with them anyway. They had a lot of fun."

"I'm not hearing a problem."

"There's a huge problem, Fez! I made a mistake by not having another kid years ago."

"It's not too late." Fez pulled his hands from his pockets and gestured to the rocket firework. "You told Brooke you wouldn't use those at the Formans' Halloween party, but you got a lesson in firework safety, and you learned it."

Kelso hiked his shoulders to his ears. "Kids aren't fireworks. And Betsy'll be eleven years older than her sister or brother. I'm eight years older than the twins. I hosed crap off their asses when they were babies, but we barely know each other."

"So what? As long as a family is happy, it does not have to fit a certain mold ... unlike candy, which does."

"Man ... " Betsy's first smile rose in Kelso's mind, then her first laugh. "I love being a dad to my kid."

Fez stepped closer to him. "And also being a dad?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I do."

"I saw your eyes light up. What are you thinking?"

"That me and Brooke have to get drunk at the Molly Hatchet concert in December. They're playing a show at Biddy Mulligan's, and we've got tickets. I can't believe we snagged them! The fact they're playing only six shows this year and one of them's in Chicago can't be a coincidence."

Fez opened his mouth, like he had an idea or opinion, but he shut it again.

"Then we can do it in the bathroom," Kelso went on. "But I gotta make sure Brooke stays off her birth control."

"If you tell her you're open to having another child, I don't believe that will be a problem."

An excited, happy sensation bounced in Kelso's stomach. "We should fire off that rocket to celebrate."

"Sure -- " Fez removed his gloves -- "but this time I'll fire it."

"Just be sure to avoid my 'nads. I'm gonna need those."

Fez grinned in such a way that made Kelso cover his crotch protectively. After all the times Kelso had lit firecrackers under Fez's butt, he was within his right to get revenge. But the rocket shot straight into the night sky and exploded in orange light.

This Halloween was going to be awesome.

[edgessunflower]

Stevie hug

Pairing: Steven Richards x Fem reader

Description: Steven shows that you deserve love after learning that you think you don't because of your biological father

Steven walks in with a big smile looking around the house to find you until he finds the stairs leading to the attic climbing up to find you sitting in front of the window. "Baby what's wrong?" you turn your head looking at him with tears down your face and pure agony across your face as he notices the photos beside you along with letters sitting beside you as you hand him a letter dated in 1988 when you were 16 feeling his heart shatter into millions of pieces realizing the letter was to your father or as you had mentioned to him in small bits of the topic your sperm donor "He chose drugs over his kids, I blamed myself for things that happened because of his actions.." in that moment he wanted to take away all your pain and change a lot of or even everything that had happened to you if he could right then and there "I'm so afraid that I'm gonna be like him...I don't wanna be him it scares me to death" he pulls you into his arms looking at the picture in your hands of you with your big sister and your father in the background asleep on the couch with a fresh snake bite on his arm "I've spent all of my life for as long as I can remember wondering if I was enough, if i deserved to be happy...if i deserve to be loved because of him". God if words could actually hurt he would look like he had gotten beat up by Kevin Nash from how much those words hurt his heart to hear "You're not him and you're never gonna be him, you wanna know why?" you look at him after placing the picture back in the small box with more pictures and letters inside leaning your head against his shoulder as he kissed your temple "Because you have a raw, real, and big heart full of care, humanity, and unconditional love than anyone I have ever known, you have a mind full of emotions, empathy, wisdom, and common sense which some people don't have" the last part makes you laugh before he gently grabs and holds your chin "But you are the most beautiful, exceptional, wonderful, and special human and if there was anyone who deserves every good thing in this world then damn it's you" your heart melts with him caressing your face wiping half dried and still flowing tears off your face kissing your forehead before following him downstairs showering and changing into sweatpants and one of his shirts drinking chamomile tea which always calmed you down and helped you sleep if you were dealing with your insomnia. The first thing he does after changing his clothes is pull you into a hug holding you in his arms feeling nothing but care, warmth, love, and safety before you were wrapped in his arms on the couch listening to his heartbeat with your head tucked under his chin and your hands intertwined together sharing a kiss full of tenderness, affection, and unconditional love as the two of you melt into the quiet domesticated bliss "I love you, you deserve the world and more" no matter how many times he said something emotional or sappy it never fails to make your heart melt like honey and put the sweetest and a real smile on your face sharing another hug "Should we start calling these Stevie hugs?" you both laugh before turning movies on wearing one of his old hoodies that shrinked from washing it so much on the road fitting you perfectly but nothing fit you better to him than your body molded to his like the two of you had been ever since the hug in the kitchen that led to the two of you on the couch with old movies playing "They were already your hugs, I love you too".

[izzysarchivedblogs]

“Hey..” he finally breaks the soft silence the two of them have had for who knows how long, nudging at Clint’s side with his elbow, looking up at Clint though his long lashes from where he had his head rested on Clint’s shoulder.

“… I finally learned how to drive.”

@crisispider -> the boys trying to be soft with each other i am so emotional about them.

There is a moment that he isn't sure that he's real ⸻ the only confirmation that he gets that he is? It's the fact that the Peter next to him is older. The Peter that has followed him, talked to him, the one he knows he hallucinates which he isn't sure if you can hallucinate from alcohol or not ⸻ it's all beside the point. That Peter was always young, just as he remembered him and any time he touched him it was like feeling cold fire in his soul.

What really doesn't feel real was seeing the two kids with him ⸻ except they weren't kids. They were older, adults or almost adults. Young adults. HE DIDN'T KNOW THEM. He recognizes Mayday's red hair and her wide eyes, but everything else? It's new, not matching the kid that he was third co-parent with. He sees glimpses of her, of the kid that he knew. HIS BUG.

The other kid, Ashley, his ⸺ their second daughter. She's a stranger, except he sees the Barton anger rooted in her. Kid was definitely related to him. HIS HEART BROKE FOR HER WHEN SHE CAME TO THEM. Left him with so many question, and he had wanted to go searching to find out what happened. Where his brother went if he knew that he was going to be HIS kid's dad now?

NONE OF THAT MATTERED NOW ⸻Poor kid, a lot of reasons to be angry.

Clint takes a swig from his flask, damn needs a refill, and a sigh gets let out. HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO BE SOFT ANYMORE. The old archer was trying, touching his hand to Peter's. Letting his fingers roam the plane of his thigh, the back of his hand, and wanting to familiarize himself with his feeling.

The love of his life, alive and crossed back into his life. Peter may be his soulmate even, and HE LOVES HIM. His head on his shoulder, and it's different now but that doesn't change. There's things he needs to do, because the hurt didn't go away. HE TRIED, IS TRYING, TO DROWN IT. It wasn't going down, the world needed to burn, he needed to burn.

TO TAKE ALL HIS HATE AND RAGE, MOLD IT INTO AN ARROW TIP, AND SHOOT IT THROUGH THEIR HEARTS.

"I finally learned how to drive."

His eyebrows furrow together as Peter breaks the silence, fingers drag along his thigh back to his hand. Goes to wrap around Peter's hand, finger tips touching to his palm and tracing a nonsense shape. HOLDING ⸻ he missed him so damn much. ❝ WHAT? ❞ His voice cracks, and than there is a smile threatening to start at his lips.

❝ NAH ⸺ No way, you? YOU? ❞ Clint turns his head, to press his lips to Peter's forehead. He had forgotten how to be affectionate; it's been so long and he feels guilty that there was sex in between. All of that was meaningless. HE FORGOT, BUT HE WAS TRYING.

❝ Awwbe damned if you can drive. ❞ Blue eyes drift down to look at their hands. FUCKING CRAZY. ALL OF IT. ❝ So y'know, Pe- ba- ❞ What does he call him after all this time? He can't decide, and fuck it. ❝ Peter baby, you're gunna hafta prove it! ❞ The man believes the other, and he was sure that Peter could drive. With how the world has been going, that was necessary skill now. His love has managed to keep both their daughters alive this far, there's definitely a whole lot of new skills and thing he does not know about his Peter.

He's just trying to be light and teasing, bring back some of their old hot fire.

[cileevi]

The Speed Of Pain: Let Her In

Chapter Four

Charlotte

" You took it better than I thought. " 

I smile at Marilyn's reflection in the mirror as I admire my first tattoo. " I can't wait to show Bowie. He's going to flip. " 

It has been a couple of weeks since we got to L.A. He was working in the studio late the last few nights so today he surprised me with a tattoo shop visit. He was already getting inked when I was asked if wanted anything done. I won't say I caved to peer pressure, but everyone in the shop damn near begged me to get one. Bowie was playing on the radio and I picked the lyric right then and there. 

There's no way I'm going to lie and say it didn't hurt because it did. Seeing how perfect it is though... Totally worth the pain. Marilyn got some green one-eyed gremlin on his arm. I'll never understand why he needed that but hey, it's his life and body.

" Let me see. " He says coming closer.

Turning toward him his eyes scan over it. "Badass. Do you really know Bowie? I mean, I know your dad does but... " 

" I met him when I was a kid. He's pretty cool and loves when his fans get his lyrics tattooed. Maybe I'll get another soon. Something from Labyrinth. " I say absently while still admiring the fresh ink in the mirror.

I hear him chuckle behind me. " Now you're hooked. Your dad was right. " 

" Shut it... " I say before sticking my tongue out at him. " Thanks for letting me hold your hand. " 

Yes. I did need a bit of comfort during, I have no shame. 

" Thanks for holding mine. " He says with a simple tug of his lips. It's then that his growling stomach interrupts making me laugh. " I'm fucking starving. " 

Reaching out I take his hand and say, " let's go to the grocery store. I'll make a good dinner for us tonight. "

&lt;>

" Mmm, baby that was good. Thank you. " Marilyn says as I figure out how to work his VHS player. 

Throwing him a smile from over my shoulder I say, " you're welcome ". 

We just finished our fried chicken dinner, in which he had a breast, two wings, and a thigh. I swear he ate like he hasn't seen food for weeks. And this is good because as Sharon said, he's much too thin. 

While at the grocery store, we found a classic on VHS, Sleepaway Camp, and decided to get it. This is our Friday night in a nutshell. Vegged out on his couch with red vines and chocolate-covered raisins for dessert. All while a forced transgender girl is slashing her way through camp. 

" All I'm saying is, why on earth is Meg giving him the time of day? " I ask absently. " He's an old geezer that probably can't get it up anymore. " 

This is like one of three things that get on my nerves about this movie. The other two? How does one die from vag burns? And how was Angela strong enough to gut Meg like that through the shower?  Otherwise, a perfect horror movie.

" The only unrealistic part of this movie. " He jokes as he lays back to get comfortable. 

Slapping his stomach lightly I shake my head. " Still, if it were Ronnie... It'd be more believable. At least he was eighties attractive. " 

" What on earth is " eighties attractive "? " He asks with a roll of his eyes.

I shrug. " He's attractive for eighties standards. "

" And what am I? " 

I give him a haughty look. " You're timeless, baby. "

He cranes his neck up to look at me. His expression tells me everything his voice refuses to. Smiling I reach and cup his face.

" You have beautiful brown eyes, full kissable lips, and a distinguished nose. " I say while trailing my finger down the slope of it.

He snorts at the last part and goes back to watching the movie. Digging my fingers into his hair, I scratch at his scalp gently. 

" And you have really long legs. " And it's true. His legs are very attractive to me.

And just like that he flips me over and wraps his entire body around me. The mixture of pheromones, vanilla, sweat, and our mingling natural scents fill my entire being. Being wrapped up in him like this is something I'm always going to relish in. Letting my body mold into his, I wriggle around to get comfortable. 

" Keep rubbing like that if you want to. " He whispers in my ear. " Wake him up at your own risk. " 

That's just it... I want to wake him up. The only thing that has been stopping me from initiating is my absolute inexperience. 

" We'll get there. I'm not in any rush. " He promises as if he can read my thoughts. 

He gets off of me and I settle on my side with my back against the couch. Turning into me, he settles his head in my chest while wrapping his arms around my middle. My fingers return to scratching his scalp as the forgotten movie plays on in the background. 

We'll get there my ass.

" So you grew up in London? " He mumbles half asleep already.

Still scratching I say, " not really. I was born there, but we moved to the states before I started school ".

" So that's why you don't have an accent. Where did you settle? " He asks fully enjoying my fingers in his scalp.

I hmm feeling fatigued myself. " Tampa. My mom still has a bit of an accent but she was big on assimilation so I took speech classes. "

" Florida? " He mumbles. " Small world, when I was in high school we moved to Orlando. "

Not too far away from where I was. " Where were you before that? "

" Ohio, of the middle west. " He jokes.

Raking through his air I ask, " did you like it there "?

" Nah, I used to get my ass kicked every other day. " He mumbles again. " I preferred Florida. The people there are much more interesting. "

Chuckling I say. " You got that right. Ever hear of Florida Man? "

" Honey, I am Florida Man. " Which is the last coherent thing he says before falling into a deep sleep.

Marilyn

I wake up to blue light beaming from behind me. Turning over I blearily see the tv is still on but the movie has long since stopped. Clearing my throat I look back at the woman still sleeping beside me. Part of me wants to wake her up and start some shit I know she isn't ready for. The other part of me wins out.

Going to get up, I pause when my eyes land on her exposed inner thigh. My stomach churns for the first time in years. There, barely visible are five thin scars. All at least an inch or more and look to have been deep.  

She's a fucking cutter. Judging from the way the scars look, not for a long time, but still. What in the fuck does someone so perfect have to cut for? How have I not noticed sooner?

It's just dawned on me that there was a party I was supposed to be at last night. Not just any party, a Johnny party. Picking up the phone I dial his number and lean back still groggy from waking up.

" Hey man, I need to talk. " I yawn out when he answers. 

Hey man, I'm just about to go to bed. 

Looking at the clock, it reads five past four. " Sounds like you had a great night. " 

It was pretty fucking epic. I can't believe you skipped the party.  

I had every intention of going to show off blondie but then she put in that movie and her magical fingers lulled me to sleep. The food she stuffed me with didn't help either. " I have Charlotte here and she cooked an amazing dinner. I ended up passed out on the couch with my head between her tits. " 

Sounds like heaven. And the only acceptable excuse for missing out on the fun. You're forgiven. 

" For a hellion like me, it's the closest I'll ever get to the promised land. " I tell him honestly. " I'll make it up to you though. Maybe Charlotte can cook dinner for us before she heads off to do that Pixar movie. You'll love her cooking. " 

Sounds good. I'm just glad she's making you happy. I was worried for a while there. 

Everyone was worried. Over the last six months, I've been starting to feel again slowly but surely. Recording Antichrist Superstar really took its toll but I needed to create it. In order to do that, I had to stop feeling anything but the music. It was the only way it was going to work. My last relationship suffered to the point of death while recording it. Hell, I was mentally checked out two years before that if I'm honest. 

That's why I've been keeping Charlotte close. I was on another level mentally when we first met. Coming back up from such a low-low has shit moving in slow motion. She's the only clear thing I can focus on. 

Everyone else kind of turns mechanical if I look at them for too long. I didn't intend for it to happen this way and I like it and dislike it in equal measure. I crave her and don't want to crave her at the same time.

Now having found those scars... I both want and don't want to know why. Why would she cut herself when she told me she didn't understand why I cut myself up? 

 " I don't know what she's doing to me honestly. " I say while rubbing my face tiredly.

I don't tell him exactly why because her scars are hers. It's not my place to tell anyone. Not unless I think she's currently hurting herself. 

I don't like the sound of that. You were just singing her praises don't go talking yourself out of it now. 

" It's just... " I start. " When I asked her to come to Canada with the band I thought I'd fuck her a few times and get her out of my system. Like I'd been doing the last year. " 

And you fell in love with the pussy? How romantic.  

Snorting I say, " I haven't even touched the pussy. We shared a bed every night and all I could do was lay and wonder how I got her there in the first place. " 

Come on, man, you've had more than your share of beautiful women. What makes her so different that you're doubting yourself?  

He's right. I have been with plenty of women. Hell, I was in a long-term relationship for five years. All of them were pretty cookie-cutter for my taste. Pale skin, dark hair, and eyes. That's my usual type. 

I don't know how this blonde hair blue-eyed " beauty " dug her way under my skin the way she has. Just two years ago I'd have thought it crazy if someone said I'd be with such an all-American beauty like her. 

" Everything so far. She looks at me with those huge blue eyes and I'm helpless. " And hopeless. " The worst part is she isn't even trying to drive me crazy, she just is. I could have asked her to stay with me for Christmas but let her go to London. I thought spending some time away would help me think better... In reality, all it did was make me miss her. "

Sounds like love, mate. When was the last time you felt it for a woman? 

" Years. " I tell him honestly. " Shit with Missy was a slow crash. By the time things were done, there was no love to be felt. I really fucked her over. I don't want to do that to Charlotte. " 

Missy was cool but we both know you both held onto that relationship longer than you should have. The way I see it, you have two choices, Manson. Either accept your feelings and let them be known... Or if you really don't want things to end the same as with Missy, let her go.

" I'm not letting her go. She's... " I almost say she's different but the last time I did that I ended up in the downward spiral I tail spinned into in the first place. 

Embrace the love, man. Let her in. She just might be what you've been missing. 

Heaving a huge sigh I say, " I knew if I talked to you I'd figure shit out ". 

That's what I'm here for, brother. Now go back to your girl. I'm hitting the sack with a buxom blonde as we speak.  

[dntaewithluv]

Make You Scream | jjk

It's your first Halloween with Jungkook and it's bound to be a night filled with screams. Both of fright and of pleasure.

🎃 Pairing: boyfriend!jungkook x reader (pieceofyou!jungkook x reader)

🎃 Word Count: 5.7k

🎃 Rating: 18+

🎃 Genre: Established relationship au, Halloween au, fluff, smut, humor, very very minor angst

🎃 Warnings: Explicit language, mention of kids being greedy and Jungkook wanting to scare them, implications of sexual content, side pairing vmin, mention of the Netflix show Squid Game (pretty much the basic plot nothing really spoilery), brief mention of murder in reference to the previous warning, use of fake blood (brief), oc and jk being chaotic, very minor angst cause jk sad and pouty, jk scaring trick or treaters that are really [redacted], *insert zombie ep of run here*, more vmin (brief mxm tae just kisses jimin on the cheek it’s soft), mention of alcohol, consumption of alcohol (pls drink responsibly also everyone gets home safe so dw!!), mention of fantasies, jungkook in his office ceo suit from the banner 🚨🚨🚨 !!, oc is in a sexy pizza delivery girl costume, explicit sexual content, making out, groping, grinding, brief interrupted handjob, loooots of dirty talk, also praise, degredation, begging, thigh riding, loooots of rough marking, biting, and scratching, brief handjob pt 2, oral (m receiving), messy blowjob, dom!jk, sub!reader, rough face fucking, lots of spit (sorry), more thigh riding, unprotected sex (pls no), riding, rough sex, cum stuffing, cum eating, it ends on a soft cute note as always (i promise)

A/N: Happy (late) Halloween 🎃 Sorry this is a few days late, but I hope you’ll still be able to enjoy it 🥰 This is technically a Halloween drabble for Piece of You, but it also can be read as just a boyfriend JK Halloween fic. There is reference to JK being a pizza boy a few times but it can definitely just be read as a small plot detail! I absolutely love writing for this couple I literally never get tired of them lol. Thank you for being so patient with me and waiting for this fic, and thank you so much forever and always for your continued love and support 🥺💜

Masterlist

"Damn, baby," your boyfriend remarked at the sight of the various bags of Halloween candy covering the floor of your trunk, "what, did you leave like two bags on the shelf for everyone else to fight over?"

You playfully shoved Jungkook, silencing his chuckle fest, “Shut up. Listen, I always get a ton of trick or treaters every year, and I don’t wanna have to keep sending your ass out to get more candy.”

“Why not just give each kid one piece of candy? That should stretch your supply a lot further.” he suggested as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You just stared at him for several seconds.

“What?”

“Clearly you’ve never seen the death glare children give you when you drop one sad little piece of candy in their bucket.”

“Yeah, well, kids are greedy little shits. Better yet, I can just jump out and scare them before they even make it to the door, and survival of the fittest can decide which ones actually get candy. Problem solved.”

“Kook,” you began, handing him two of the bags from your trunk, “I already told you. I’m not letting you terrorize all our trick or treaters. I love you, but I’ve built up a pretty good rep at this apartment, and I’m not letting you tarnish it because you wanna make some kids cry.”

The blonde pouted at you as the bags in his hands sagged to where they were almost touching the ground. He looked like a child right now himself. You laughed before leaning up to kiss the sad look off his face, his lips immediately molding to slot against your own.

“Cheer up, baby. It’s our first Halloween together, and it’s still gonna be amazing. Plus, the guys said they would probably stop by too." you reminded him, hoping to improve his mood slightly.

Jungkook let out a sigh, "Yeah, okay, you're right. You're gonna have to hide this candy from me though if you want there to be any left for the kids."

"Aw, babe, are you craving something sweet? Maybe I can help with that…" you said sweetly as you pressed your body up against his, a low moan rumbling in your boyfriend's throat.

"I swear to God, baby, give me five minutes. I'll meet you in our room." Jungkook proposed, hints of desperation in his voice.

You giggled wildly as your boyfriend proceeded to grab every single bag of candy, determined to get everything in one trip as he made a mad dash for the door of your shared apartment.

"Is Minnie really bringing his new boyfriend tonight?" you inquired as you busied yourself finishing up your candy station by the front door.

"He's supposed to be. He knows we've all been dying to meet this new mystery man of his." Jungkook replied from the living room.

"I really hope we get to tonight. Also, are you all ready? The kids are probably gonna start showing up pretty soon."

You joined your boyfriend in the living room, smiling at the sight of him in his green track suit splattered with fake blood, his blonde locks a wavy mess.

"Baby, if we were in Squid Game, would you kill me for the money?" Jungkook asked as he took in your matching attire.

You put a finger on your chin and stared up at the ceiling, pretending to be perplexed, "Depends. How much money are we talking about?"

"You fucking brat!" he exclaimed before lunging at you and tickling your sides until tears were streaming down your face.

"Okay...okay...stop!" you wheezed out as you tried to detach yourself from him, "We gotta get ready...for trick or…treaters."

He finally released you and you straightened out your costume before preparing to head back towards the door.

"Y/N, hang on a second."

You turned back around at the sound of your boyfriend's voice.

"What's up, babe?"

"I just think your costume could use a little more fake blood before you start handing out candy. Here, I'll help you really quick." he offered before walking over to the kitchen counter to retrieve the bowl with the red mixture.

"Aw, Kook, thanks for looking out, baby." you said sincerely as you smiled sweetly at him.

"No worries, babe, I got you. Yeah, I think you just missed a spot right…" Jungkook trailed off as he dipped his hand into the bowl.

And right as you caught on to what he was up to-

"Here!" he finished proudly as he smeared his hand across your breast.

You just looked back at him, unimpressed, "Just say you wanted an excuse to touch my tits and go."

"Shit, baby. Caught me red handed." the blonde voiced as he displayed his crimson stained palm, a shit eating grin plastered across his face.

You shook your head, but you couldn't stop yourself from laughing at your boyfriend's chaotic behavior.

"Guess I should probably smear some over your dick then. I mean, it's only fair right?"

Jungkook gave a casual shrug of his shoulders.

"I mean, if you're offering."

Just as your hand started to go for the bowl, a chorus of "Trick or Treat!" sounded at the front door.

"Sorry, babe, looks like you'll just have to get your treat later." you told him before hurrying towards the door, not missing the disappointed groan your boyfriend let out behind you.

Your once bountiful candy supply dwindled more and more with each passing hour. The flow of trick or treaters was basically non stop with more and more kids popping up every time you turned back to the front door. You couldn't deny that you absolutely loved it though. Cooing at all the little ones in their cute costumes, and getting scared more than once by some of the more scary and gruesome outfit choices of the night. The only person who didn't seem to be enjoying themselves, however, was Jungkook.

Every time you looked over, your boyfriend was staring out the window at the haunted house going on across the street. He gazed longingly, a pout prominent on his features as groups of people came running out, screaming and crying, and in various states of disarray. Most of the traumatized children made a beeline straight to your door, just desperate to get away from the house of horrors. Others just took off, not even sure what direction they were going in.

"Kook?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you wanna hand out candy for a bit? You've been sulking by the window all night."

"No thanks."  

The crowd of kids seemed to be thinning out, at least for now, so you left the door to wander over to your gloomy boyfriend.

"Baby," you said softly, reaching out to place a hand on Jungkook's shoulder, "is this really that important to you?"

The blonde let out a sigh, "Yeah, it really is. I know maybe it seems dumb to you, but the scary shit is what makes me love Halloween. Dressing up and jumping out at people is what makes it fun for me, and I'm just kinda bummed out that this is my first Halloween not getting to do that."

You frowned as you felt guilt beginning to gnaw at your insides.

"I'm sorry. This is our first Halloween together, and the last thing I should've done was disregard your feelings and how you wanted to spend it. It's not dumb, Jungkook, because it's important to you. And you're important to me. So, so important. I may not get it, but I should've tried harder to understand your perspective. Next year, we can both plan Halloween, okay? I'm just sorry I ruined our first one together." you expressed, staring down at the ground in shame at the realization of what you had done.

"Hey. Baby, look at me." Jungkook requested gently as he tilted your chin up to meet his gaze.

You were embarrassed at how close you felt to tears, but you had really fucked this up and hurt the person you loved more than anything.

"First of all, you didn't ruin Halloween. Us, spending holidays together and combining traditions and routines is something we're going to have to adjust to and work on. Together. I'm sorry I spent the whole night moping, I know that didn't really help either. Can we just enjoy what's left of our night and promise to try to collaborate better for future holidays?"

You nodded as you felt a small smile creeping across your face, earning you your favorite bunny grin from the man in front of you. Jungkook gripped your chin to hold you in place before leaning down to press his lips against yours. The way he kissed you so tenderly had butterflies erupting in your stomach. Even after being together for over a year, you loved that the pizza boy still had that effect on you.

"There's not much candy left anyway. You were right, kids are greedy little shits. It doesn't seem like the boys are gonna make it tonight either, so how about this? You go out there and terrorize our last group of trick or treaters for the night, I'll compensate by giving them what's left of the candy, and then we call it a night, deal?"

The way your boyfriend's eyes lit up in excitement had your heart melting.

"Deal!" he agreed giddily, resulting in a series of giggles from you.

"Alright, pizza boy, it looks like there's a group heading over, so now's your chance. Go make me proud and make some kids cry. And then afterwards, I'll give you your treat." you finished seductively, tightly gripping his green track jacket to tug him closer.

Jungkook's hands shamelessly went to your ass, grabbing the flesh roughly as he let out a growl, "I have a treat for you too, baby, and I think you're gonna love it."

You were closing the distance between the two of you in an instant, your mouths meeting in a much harsher kiss this time. You were seconds away from just saying screw it and letting him fuck you right there in front of the window, when the two of you pulled away at the sound of laughter coming from outside.

"To be continued. It's showtime, baby!" the blonde declared, grinning wickedly at you before he was disappearing out the front door.

You turned the outside lights off to give Jungkook some extra cover, not that he needed it because you already had no idea where he had gone to hide. The group was getting closer, and you waited silently by the front door for your boyfriend to make his move. You could just barely make out six figures in the darkness, their voices carrying all the way to your ears. You heard a familiar laugh, and cursed under your breath before opening the front door to get ready to tell Jungkook to call the whole thing off.

"Kook wait-" you had spoken a moment too late, the blonde lunging out of the darkness, and a series of screeches and screams drowning out your attempted warning.

"Oh shit!" came Jungkook's voice a few seconds later, "Hobi is that you?"

You were quickly flicking the lights back on before running out to meet your now, traumatized, friends. Poor Hobi had never stood a chance with how easily he scared. You couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him clinging onto Joon's back for dear life, looking like his soul had left his body entirely. Jin was still hunched over trying to catch his breath and swearing profusely. Yoongi just looked pissed, and knowing him and how much he hated being scared, Jungkook was lucky his friend hadn't taken a swing at him. You couldn't even see Jimin at first because he was still tucked behind who you could only assume was his new boyfriend. Talk about an introduction…

"Hey guys, Happy Halloween!" you greeted them, you and Jungkook both smiling sheepishly.

Jimin finally stepped out from behind the stranger, "I know we were late, but did it really warrant sending Kook out here to terrorize all of us? Oh and this is my boyfriend, Taehyung, by the way. Way to make a good first impression."

"In my defense, I thought you guys were just a random group of trick or treaters. It was dark as shit out here, how the hell was I supposed to know." Jungkook pointed out, prompting everyone to turn and look at you.

You sighed and hung your head in defeat, "I turned off the lights to add to the ambience. But, in my defense, I did try to warn Kook before he jumped out."

Your group of friends and Taehyung looked back and forth between the two of you, seeming to contemplate how long they wanted to stay mad about the incident.

"I think we still have some candy inside if anyone wants-"

Jungkook didn't even get to finish his sentence before Jin was cutting him off.

"Okay, fine, you're forgiven! Now, where's that candy?"

You all stared at your friend, dumbfounded at his complete change in mood, but Jin was already letting himself into your apartment and immediately diving into the bowl of candy.

"Your friends are weird." Taehyung remarked quietly.

"I know, I'm so sorry you had to meet everyone like this." Jimin groaned, but his boyfriend just shook his head at him and chuckled.

"No, I like them. Thanks for bringing me tonight, Minnie." Taehyung voiced before bending down to place a kiss on Jimin's cheek.

You had to stop yourself from saying "awww" out loud as your friend's face flushed wildly.

"We better get in there if we don't want Jin to eat all the candy. Also, Y/N made some kind of spooky punch in a cauldron bowl, and I spiked the shit out of it when she wasn't looking-"

"YOU WHAT?!" you exclaimed, causing everyone to jump at your sudden outburst.

"Aw, come on, baby, it's Halloween. We gotta have some booze for our boos." your boyfriend pressed.

"Jungkook. I had already spiked the punch when I made it."

"Oh fuck." he replied as the realization dawned on him.

"So you guys basically have liquid death in a cauldron? Nice." Yoongi spoke up, unphased as per usual.

"Guess we're really getting fucked up tonight." Hobi added, and you were happy to see him finally having calmed down from earlier.

"Just fyi, you touch that punch bowl and your keys are mine. Kook and I will call an Uber for everyone at the end of the night." you stated matter of factly, and your friends knew you well enough by now to know not to fight you on something like this.

Still, you and Jungkook couldn't help but laugh at each set of keys that were placed in your hands, one after the other. Looked like your first Halloween really wasn't ruined after all.

You could feel the exhaustion beginning to plague you as you plopped on the couch after making sure your friends were sent off safe for the night in an Uber, but the surprise you and Jungkook had promised each other was also beginning to  resurface in your thoughts.

"Aww, baby. You look so tired. I'm pretty beat too. Should we just do our surprises another night?"

You pouted at Jungkook from the couch, and he chuckled before taking a seat next to you, an arm automatically going around your shoulders to pull you into him.

"No." you grumbled, "I wanna do it tonight. I just need to take a shower and wash all this fake blood off first so I can get all sexy for you."

Your boyfriend hummed before pressing his lips to the top of your head, "Baby, to me, you're always sexy. Even covered in fake blood from people you hypothetically murdered for money, you're still stunning."

You giggled at that, your face warming at his sweet and yet still chaotic compliment.

"Okay, thanks babe, that's very sweet, but now I wanna do it even moooooore." you whined, causing Jungkook to sit up suddenly, pulling you with him.

"Tell you what? You go jump in the shower and get ready in our bathroom, and I'll use the one down the hall, and we'll meet back up in our room in like an hour. Sound good?" the blonde proposed before getting to his feet and holding out a hand to help you off the couch.

"I'm about to rock your world, Jungkook Jeon." you said proudly once you were standing next to him.

"Not if I rock yours first." Jungkook challenged back, a smirk present on his face.

"We'll see about that, pizza boy."

"Guess we will."

The two of you stood there staring each other down for a few more seconds before rushing off in opposite directions to get ready for both of your respective surprises.

"Ugh, why is this so fucking hard." you swore aloud as you struggled with finding a sexy position to present yourself to Jungkook with on your bed.

You had just managed to finally get comfortable, when a soft knock sounded at the door.

"Baby, are you ready?" Jungkook asked from outside your shared room.

"Ready!" you called back, "You?"

"Me too. It okay for me to come in?"

You reached over to switch on your bedside lamp to illuminate the otherwise dark room, "Come in, pizza boy."

The door slowly opened a moment later, and any confidence you'd had flew out the window at the sight of your boyfriend, your mouth dropping open before you could stop it. Halloween was suddenly your favorite holiday because it had given you Jungkook standing in your doorway in a full black suit, his usually untamed blonde locks slicked back on one side. He looked absolutely delicious, and your hunger was growing ravenous.

Jungkook had never dressed up for you, or dressed up at all for that matter, even though you had told him on multiple occasions how badly you wanted to see him in a suit. You even admitted to fantasizing about him wearing one, and still…nothing. Until now. Now that you were so ferally aroused you felt ready to lunge at him.

"Fuck."

The hushed curse fell from both of your lips simultaneously. You'd had yet to gauge Jungkook's reaction to your homemade sexy pizza delivery girl costume, too busy drinking him in while your mind ran amok with the filthiest thoughts.

"You really are a treat, baby. Shit." he rasped out, licking his lips hungrily as his eyes grew noticeably darker.

His gaze raked over your body, lingering on your exposed thighs as well as your breasts spilling out of the unbuttoned polo, complete with your replica of the Pizza Paradise logo, and you had even borrowed his hat from his uniform to complete the ensemble.

"Me? Kook. I know it's Halloween, but you look like an entire fucking Thanksgiving meal. I knew you would look yummy in a suit, but fucking hell…" you trailed off as you got up from the bed.

Jungkook crossed over to you in just a few strides, and it was like you could feel the heat radiating off of each other, from how bad you wanted each other. Needed each other.

"Kook." you breathed, your hands reaching out to grip onto the lapels of his suit jacket.

"No more talking." Jungkook growled out, "It's time for me to indulge in my treat."

A moan had just barely started to slip past your lips before it was being muffled by the blonde's mouth crashing against your own. The kiss was desperate and clumsy, the two of you panting into each other's mouths more than anything else. Jungkook swiveled around to take a seat at the foot of your bed, immediately yanking you down to straddle his lap and seeking out your lips once more.

You whimpered at already being able to feel Jungkook growing hard underneath you as he nipped and sucked your bottom lip harshly. His large hands grabbed at your barely covered ass, groaning in between wild kisses as he encouraged you to move against him. One of your hands trailed down to begin undoing his slacks, finding it easy to navigate your way to freeing his cock from its confines. The blonde pulled off your lips with a pop, letting out a hiss as you wrapped your hand around him, "What do you think you're doing, baby?"

"I want my treat." you purred, kissing your way from his jaw to his ear as you slowly began to stroke him, "Let me suck you off."

You felt your boyfriend's dick twitch in your grasp, but Jungkook surprised you by pulling back to dodge your lips.

"Not so fast, beautiful. As much as I'd love to fill up that dirty mouth of yours, there's something else I have planned for you tonight. Something we've been talking about trying for a while." The blonde gave you a knowing look as he said this, combined with a mischievous raise of his eyebrow.

You let out a small gasp, your hand leaving his dick to instead rest on his thighs.

"Are you sure you wanna do that for the first time while you're wearing a suit?”

“Mmm, you know if I remember correctly, you even had a fantasy about doing that with me in a suit? Am I wrong, baby?” was Jungkook’s smug response as his hands smoothed over your hips, causing you to shiver.

“I’ve had my own little fantasies about this, you know. Why don’t you take off those little shorts for me, baby?” your boyfriend asked sweetly.

You carefully got up from his lap before turning away from him, making a show out of sliding your shorts down your legs, and giving Jungkook the perfect view of the lacy red underwear you had chosen to wear underneath.

“You fucking tease.” your boyfriend practically snarled, “Hurry up and get back over here.”

You giggled proudly before facing him once more, Jungkook leaning back on his hands as he tongued the inside of his cheek, his cock looking achingly hard between his legs. You were already close to soaking through your panties as you moved to straddle one of his thighs.

“I promise, I’ll take your suit to get dry cleaned tomorrow.” you said as the two of you took notice of the wet spot growing on his black slacks.

“I don’t give a fuck about the suit. Just want you to ride my thigh like you would ride my cock. I know your needy little cunt is just begging for it, isn’t it, baby?” Jungkook spurred you on, gripping your hips to pull you down harder against his thigh.

“Yes, Kook. Wanna ride your thigh so bad.” you moaned as you placed your hands on his shoulders to prepare yourself.

Your boyfriend had extremely thick and muscular thighs, and you couldn’t wait to feel him flexing against you.

“I’ll let you take the lead, babe. At least to start, okay?”

You nodded, your fingers flexing anxiously around his broad shoulders. You started to move slowly, breathy little sighs escaping you at finally receiving some much needed stimulation.

“Fuck, baby, just like that. Grind that messy little cunt all over my thigh.” Jungkook praised, admiring the way your hips rutted against him.

You increased your pace slightly and your nails dug into his shoulders to compensate for the pleasure you were feeling. Your boyfriend’s hands went to the hem of your shirt, and you automatically were raising up your arms to allow him to slip the garment over your head. Jungkook’s lips immediately went to your neck, brutally sucking color into your skin as you started to go even faster. He sunk his teeth into your flesh, and you threw your head back, moaning obscenely loud. The blonde growled against you before biting down again, making you cry out as you desperately sped up the movement of your hips. Each sound of pleasure that left your lips just seemed to rile Jungkook up that much more as he imprinted himself across your skin.

“Fuck, Kook. So rough.” you gasped out just as his hands went to your back to unclasp your bra.

He helped slide it off your shoulders and down your arms, and then his mouth was attaching itself to one of your nipples, sucking with purpose and making you squirm in his lap. Jungkook pulled your bud between his teeth, and your hips bucked against his thigh, “Jungkook, fuck!”

He pulled back, leaving a trail of saliva connecting his swollen lips to your breast.

“This is the one night of the year I can make you scream. Really scream. Without anyone batting an eye. I wanna fucking hear you, baby.”

No sooner had the words left Jungkook’s mouth than he was grazing his teeth against your other nipple. You panted loudly as you felt your orgasm starting to approach. Your hand once again traveled down to wrap around your boyfriend’s cock, and this time you began pumping him in time with each rock of your hips. Jungkook sucked harder against your perked bud, his other hand grabbing and groping at your other breast. You worked your hand faster against him, simultaneously increasing the speed of your hips. Your boyfriend lost the ability to keep marking up your skin, a moan escaping him as he threw his head back. You took the moment of distraction to slide off Jungkook’s lap and onto your knees on the floor before taking as much of him into your mouth as you could in one go.

“Fuck! Oh you brat!” the blonde hissed as his hips instinctively bucked up, pushing his dick all the way to the back of your throat.

You choked around him, but did your best to ignore it as you got to work bobbing up and down his cock. You sucked him down like he was candy, and Jungkook groaned beautifully above you. He let out a growl before you felt one of his hands twisting into your hair, and gripping it tight.

“You want me to fuck your mouth so bad? Then hold still and take it, you greedy little cockslut.” your boyfriend snarled, using his hold on your hair to harshly push you down on his cock.

Tears streamed down your face as you gagged around him, Jungkook fucking your throat with no mercy.

“Wanted cock so bad, you couldn’t even finish fucking yourself against my thigh. My dirty little baby.” he spat filthily at you, causing you to whimper around his length and drip down your thighs.

Just as you felt yourself starting to grow lightheaded, Jungkook roughly tugged you up by your hair, leaving his cock wet and messy with your spit. You gasped for air as you drooled down your chin and onto your chest.

“Now then, panties off, and I want you to ride my thigh until you cum. Think you can do that for me, baby?”

You nodded as you continued spluttering from the assault on your throat. You’d enjoyed it though. To be honest, you’d fucking loved it. Jungkook had never been this rough with you before, but you were quickly growing addicted to it. To this side of him.

Your boyfriend patiently waited for you to finish catching your breath and remove your panties before he was helping reposition you back over his thigh. You slowly began to lower yourself back down, still in a bit of a haze from what had just transpired. You barely had time to register Jungkook yanking down his slacks as your dripping cunt came into contact with his bare skin.

“Ohhhh fuck, Kook.” you mewled, beginning to drag yourself back and forth over his thigh.

“Making such a mess, baby. Shit.” he swore before experimentally flexing against you, right against your aching clit.

You jolted in his lap, nearly sliding off if Jungkook hadn’t been holding onto your waist.

“Holy fuck. I can’t believe we’ve never done this before. It feels so fucking good, baby.” you told him as you frantically began rutting against his thigh once more.

“For me too, fuck. Seeing you ride me like this, it’s one of the hottest fucking things ever. Need you to cum for me though, baby. Fuck yourself like you mean it.”

The skin to skin contact had you getting there much faster this time, a mixture of pants and whines slipping from between your lips. Jungkook returned to leaving spots of color all over your chest and neck, his lips, tongue, and teeth drawing out high pitched cries from you. Your nails dug into his biceps as the movement of your hips grew more stuttered.

“Almost there, Kook... You feel so good.” you cried, fresh tears beginning to leak down your cheeks.

Jungkook put all his energy in repeatedly flexing his thigh against you as you desperately grinded against him.

“Want you to give me my treat, baby. Make a mess all over my thigh.” your boyfriend coaxed, and you could feel yourself right on the brink of release.

Jungkook grunted as he flexed against you, hard, at the same time that he used his hold on your hips to roughly pull you down onto him.

“Jungkook!” you screamed out as the band inside of you snapped, and you came all over his thigh.

“Fuck!” he hissed loudly, not even giving you time to recover before he was sinking you down on his cock in one swift motion.

You moaned at the sudden stretch, your hands immediately going to claw at his still suit clad back.

“Shiiiit, that’s like heaven.” Jungkook groaned as he thrusted up into you.

“Kook, fuck, oh my God.” you babbled breathlessly, his hips bucking up harshly and bouncing you in his lap.

“Seeing you ride my thigh was great, but nothing beats seeing you ride my cock, baby. Love watching the way you lose it when I’m inside you. So fucked out and out of your mind for my cock. Fuck, baby, I never get tired of it.”

You could slowly feel your energy starting to return as you clumsily lifted yourself up before dropping back down, Jungkook’s hands returning to your waist to help you bounce on his cock.

“Let’s see if I can coax a few more horror worthy screams out of you before the night is over.”

The cocky smirk on your boyfriend’s face and mischievous glint in his eyes had you clenching tight around him. Jungkook moaned, his fingers digging harder into your flesh as he doubled his efforts in fucking up into you. You wrapped your arms around him, clinging tightly as he brought you down onto him again and again. A loud cry escaped you at the feeling of Jungkook biting down against your shoulder. You threw your head back, mouth hanging open as the blonde relentlessly speared you on his cock.

“Always so good the way you lose it on my cock. Shit.” Jungkook cursed, looking down to watch the way he disappeared inside of you.

Your walls spasmed around him, and it was taking everything in you just to hold on as you began to shake in his hold. Jungkook lunged forward with a growl, like a man possessed, to roughly claim your mouth. All you could do was clumsily kiss him back and whimper helplessly.

“Kook...cum...again.” you rasped out, your second orgasm of the night almost upon you.

“Just a little longer, baby. I’m almost there with you.” he panted out as his thrusts began to lose their rhythm.

One of his hands left your waist to focus on rubbing your swollen clit with two fingers.

“Shit! Kook!” you sobbed out, fingers scrambling against his back.

Jungkook was biting down hard on his lip in concentration, and you could see all the muscles straining in his neck and face, blonde locks mussed and soaked in sweat. He was always so beautiful right before he came, and you always did your best to watch him until you couldn’t. Your boyfriend added a third finger to furiously strum against your bundle of nerves. You rewarded Jungkook with the scream he had been wanting as you shrieked before releasing all over his cock and thighs.

“Fuck. Always such a good girl creaming my cock for me. Gonna fill you up so fucking good, baby. You’ll be leaking till Christmas, just keeping my cum warm for me. My perfect little cumslut. So fucking perfect. Fuuuuuuck.” he moaned out, his head falling back and exposing his gorgeous neck as he twitched inside you before you felt ropes of cum painting your insides white.

Keeping with the theme of the night of not allowing you any kind of break, Jungkook carefully pulled out of you before laying you down on the bed and using two of his tattooed fingers to shove the mixture of cum back inside you. A breathless gasp left you as he drew them back out slowly, his eyes finding yours as he held his slicked up digits out to you.

“Open up.” was his simple command, his voice gruff.

You were sitting up a moment later to wrap your mouth around his fingers, sucking them clean as Jungkook hummed at the sight.

“And just think,” he started as he began to shed his suit jacket before going to unbutton his shirt underneath, “this is only our first Halloween together.”

“Can’t wait till next year.” you murmured, smiling lazily up at him.

“Me either.” he agreed before bending down to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Maybe next year you do the sexy pizza delivery costume.” you suggested, a yawn escaping you at the end.

Jungkook chuckled as he beamed down at your sleepy figure, “You know what, baby, I have no doubt that somewhere in an alternate universe, you’re the cute pizza girl, and I’m the smitten idiot who orders pizza every week just hoping to see you.”

You giggled, gazing up in adoration at your chaotic, sweet, idiotic, beautiful, crazy, and amazing boyfriend.

“I love you, pizza boy.”

Your favorite bunny grin appeared instantly.

“I love you, my favorite girl.”

[onlyangelsupremacy]

FINALLY MY SECOND SMUT EVER.

I wrote this in a rush soo:0 sorry:/

Here we go;)

Domrry, daddy kink, choking, spitting, teasing, restriction, objectification.

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"Harry you have to close your eyes!" It was his birthday and i was trying to show him his last birthday present but he wasn't cooperative.

I was so nervous. I was dressed in a pretty pink lingerie and I was so wet too looking at him in his birthday it all black suit, it seeped through my lace panty making a wet spot there.

"How long are you going to take? Birthday boy is starving love" i blushed at his words and wore the robe on top of my lingerie covering it. I walked out seeing him on our white silk bed sat with his palms on his face covering his eyes.

He looked so much like a kid waiting for his toy it made me giggle internally.

"Okay open up big boy" he did not waste a second immediately removing his hands from his face as he looked right at me making my heart skip a beat.

I could see him getting hard. As he scanned me up an down finally his vision landing on my face as he smirked.

"What ya hiding under that huh darling?"

"Nothin- gosh im just nervous sorr-"

"Jen it's okay baby you know me you dont have to feel nervous with me"

"Okay here goes nothing" my hands landed on my robe as i slowly began to slide them down my shoulders as i walked towards him.

I could hear his audible gasp as his face turned red. His eyes running all over my body as he choked on his air.

"Fuck baby i didnt kno- i fuck damn me"

I rubbed my arm awkwardly not knowing what to do or say as he motioned me with his fingers towards him.

As soon as i was a foot away from him, he pulled me into a stradling position by my forearm. As my hands landed on his shoulders to stabilise myself.

"You don't know how lucky i am. God i wish u could see yourself right now, such a sexy litte thing you are Jen. I dont know how I'm gonna last baby i really dont. I feel like I'd bust any minute right now to be honest". He said as he chucked making me laugh with.

"Its alright you can always make up for it by head" i said winking at him as he shook his head chuckling more.

He caressing my body with his hands slowly keeping eye contact with me. The lower his hands went the more i was finding it hard to breathe.

"H please don't tease me"

"You're the one to tell me that when you were teasing me the whole day today huh honey" he asked me tilting his face.

His hands eventually made they're way to my breasts as he kneaded them harshly grazing my hard nipples.

I whimpered as i buried my face in his neck. He immediately wrapped uis fingers around my jaw tilting my face as he placed his lips on mine desperately.

Our lips molded together perfectly as he slid his eager tongue in letting it explore my mouth.

I started grinding my hips down onto his crotch unknowingly making him hiss and thrust his hips up against my pussy making me whine in the kiss.

I was thrown on the bed in a matter of seconds as he crawled on top of me. His cross chain landing on my cleavage as he smirked at the sight.

"Mmm birthday boy wants it hard and rough darling he wants to feel his pretty girl tremble under him, screaming his name but tell me baby how do you want it huh? Fast? Slow? From the back? Tell me" he urged me biting his bottom lip looking down at mt cleavage.

"Birthday boy can have me anyway he wants me. Its your birthday after all just think of me as a gift a mere item. Use me, please harry"

"Mmm you said it darling, now its time for birthday boy to have fun with his present don't ya think?"

He immediately took his tie off and brought both my hands to the headboard tying it together there. As his hands gripped my jaw opening my mouth and spitting into it. I swallowed whimpering.

He took off my lace underwear and threw it on the floor spreading my legs and throwing them above his shoulders. He bent down flattening his tongue on my cunt. As i moaned at the sensation.

"Daddy fuck" i whined. As he started kitten licking my clit making eye contact with me as he kissed and sucked it with his lightly puffed up lips.

His eyes had a naughty glint as he his tongue dived into my pussy sucking and licking instantly. As i screamed his name squirming.

He slowly slid in two fingers and started fucking me with them relentlessly. As i watched him gather his saliva, spitting on my clit as he watched it drip down to my entrance.

As he placed his thumb on my clit and started to massage it. "Fuck so fucking dirty"

I moaned at his words and lifted my hips desperately as he pushed me down with his hands on my waist.

"Needy are we darling? Hm?" He questioned making me blush.

"Harry pretty please just fuck me i cant wait anymore daddy"

"Mmm since u begged"

He took his fingers out of me and flipped me around my face pressed to the mattress and my ass up. As he held my hips and started to thrust into me sharply at a fast pace giving me no time to adjust.

"Oh god daddy" i whimpered and whined as his thrusts god harder and harder.

"Fuck you feel so good jeneive soo good baby, so warm so perfect"

As one of his hand landed on my neck wrapping around it using it as a leverage to fuck into me. His other reached fowared to take my nipple between his finger and pinched it making me scream.

"Im not going to last baby i need you to come please i want to feel you come hon- fuck i need to feel you come baby can you do that for me? You're such a good girl aren't you"

Thats was enough to drive me to the edge as i screamed his name as i came hard on his dick and fingers.

He reached his high soon after that burying his face in my neck whimpering, and moaning my name.

As his tired body pulled out of me and fell beside me on the bed.

"God that was amazing"

"Hell yea it was"

As i choked out a laugh from how worned out i was.

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There we gooo finally!

This took long tbfh

Also tell me what u guys want next:))) maybe subrry;)

Untill then love ya stay highdrated!

-Jan

[maddenleftchat]

Hiya! I’ve got a request.

I wonder how the yandere DSMP (specifically Wilbur, Schlatt, and Technoblade) would be with a compliant darling after having been kidnapped. This can be as fluffy or dark as you’d like.

Make sure to drink water, have a snack, and get some rest. 💜

(hello! Thank you for the first request! Enjoy!)

(p.s. I wasn't sure if you wanted characters or irl people, so I did irl for Wilbur, specifically because I feel like I don't have a good handle on this character quite yet, but I did character for the other two.)

Triggers: Mention of kidnapping, threats, dark themes, yandere like behaviors, delusional behavior, unhealthy relationships, forced relationship. Please be careful while reading. Thank you!

(gn! Pronouns. Mainly just using first person pronouns.)

WILBUR

Wilbur is a delusional, and aggressive yandere.

So the man already had a whole daydream planned, and was fully prepared for your struggling.

If anything he was planning for some struggling.

Least to say when he found out how compliant you were being, he was suspicious.

I mean don't get me wrong, he loved it!

But how could he know you weren't acting, for all he knew you were trying to trick him!

So he tried not to be too.. comfortable at first. He kept his guard up.

He always made sure you were secure in your little room, every day.

He never tried anything to scare you. But he was going to play it safe.

~

It started with him just bringing you your three meals for the day. Not saying a word, but just set the food down and left.

But…

Then it started to get hard for him not to say something. I mean, he DID go through all this effort of kidnapping you, and yet he had not done anything with you.

So it started small, with a shy "..hello.." with him, with a light pink dusting his face.

But then things quickly began to progress, with starting small talk between you and him.

He was so happy that you would respond and not just hide away!

Before both of you knew it, Wilbur was giving small gentle kisses on your forehead.

And one thing led to another, and he let you out of your room for once.

He was very cautious at first, following me around every room.

But that quickly was knocked down a bit.

Why?

Well he felt he could somewhat trust you after the tv incident.

It went something like this:

You were sitting on his couch, legs crossed and a blanket around your shoulder. Your back was slouched slightly, as you leaned forward. Your attention had been on a large digital device all day.

Hey, it was a really good show!

As crazy as it sounds, Wilbur was jealous of the tv. You had been looking at that damn thing all day! I mean, come on darling! Wilby baby needs attention!

He puffed out his cheeks and stomped over to you, crossing his arms. The stomping caught your attention, and you looked over to see your…"lover?" Standing by the couch looking upset.

"Is... everything okay?" You asked in a worried and curious tone.

Wilbur expressed his odd jealous feelings to you. He had expected you to simply shrug and turn around. Instead you're sweet ass, turn to him with open arms after turning off the TV. You expressed your apologies, and offered him the rest of your attention.

~

After that day, Wilbur can see your entire future together. Maybe moving to a place next to the coast, having a kid or two. Or if you're not into kids you could have a pet or two!

Overview: Wilbur would start off very suspicious, but would slowly give in and let his fantasies take over. You better not hurt this boy, because you made the mistake of not struggling...now your stuck...

Word count: 519

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C!SCHLATT

Schlatt didn't like that too much.

He wants someone who is independent, like him!

So when you started doing what he said...he wasn't sure how to react.

That was before, the little bit of shock and confusion quickly disappeared.

You would see a conniving smirk slowly mold onto his face.

Oh, you poor dear darling…

You have put yourself in a place of doom...for a while at least.

But, hell is still hell.

Schlatt would make you do the majority of his dirty work, that he couldn't be seen doing.

You would kinda be a little servant to him.

Even if you wanted to speak up, would you?

I mean, you are just a submissive little mule, right?

~

Remember when I said a short amount of time?

Yeah, he would get bored rather quickly.

If you weren't acting on your own in a way, and relying on him for everything...well

BAM!

shot in the head.

He needs someone that can keep up with his pace. He's a busy man, he doesn't need a someone who will fight against him, but he also doesn't want someone who has to be told everything.

Sorry, but sometimes complaint is what all yanderes are looking for.

(sorry if this was out of character for his character. Please do tell me if so! I would love to know. Thank you!)

Word count: 205

C!TECHNOBLADE

Technoblade is a possessive and slightly delusional yandere.

He wasn't too sure what to think at first.

But, similar to Wilbur, he had a life planned for you.

It took him a little bit to get comfortable with you, actually.

But once he settled and was used to you being there with him, it didn't take him long to start loving on you.

To him, you are just like the gods he loves to ramble about.

You are like a whole different being from a whole separate universe, and universe only of the most pure and holy beings.

He has always wanted to worship you, for the god/goddess/entity you are.

So when you started off compliant, he was over the moon. But of course he wouldn't show this.

The plan to his "dream life" with you would start out small, to eat your love.

He would start with a small flower in your room every morning.

Then he would start to move to cuddle seshes with him while he reads, if you were comfortable with that.

~

But sadly not all things are good...did you forget?

Don't tell me you forgot dear reader…

Oh you silly reader…

I feel the smallest bit of pitty and sympathy for you…

But the rest falls on your foolish head for forgetting..

T̸̫̟̟̓̈́͘h̴͍̙͖̔̿̐e̸̢̻͑͋̓͜ v̸̞͙̪̽̿͠o̸̘͕̞̾͑͐ì̸͇̺͉̓c̴͚͓̼͑͘e̴͉̦͌͌̈́s̸͎͖͎͛͑

They still whisper things to the poor piglin hybrid.

Some times…

Some times he may sway out of balance and almost listen to them..:

~

Your figure was settled under your comforter as the pale moon light leaked into the window. Just barely illuminating the figure standing over you. His eyes were dull as his hand raised. In a tight grip was his axe, shinning from the light bit of moonlight there was. His hand raised itself ready to strike down on your neck.

Just before the Axe swung down onto you, he knocked himself out of it. Some voices yelled at him to continue, while others screamed for him to get away from you.

…

He stayed away from you after awhile.

~

Least to say, dear darling.

You may be safe with Technoblade from the outside world…

But never get to comfortable.

For, it's not just you and technoblade inside that house…

Word count: 374

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Hi! So this is my first request. I hope it filled out some part of your satisfaction! If there is any constructive criticism you can give me I'd greatly appreciate that, it can be from anywhere from the way I portray the character, down to something that is not right in my writing.

If you want stuff that is more like a full story, I will be writing some more yandere stuff on my Wattpad: Senshi1216

[giorno-plays-piano]

Desire

Pairing: orc!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: obsession, dubcon, Stockholm Syndrome, corruption, breeding, mentions of pregnancy, swearing, size kink.

Words: 1574.

Summary: A wife of an orc, you find yourself gradually submitting to your beast of a husband despite your desire to keep him away.

P.S. I'M SO SORRY! This is just pure filth 🙈 Please proceed carefully!

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"You're such a slut." Bucky growled in your ear lowly, abusing your tight and warm cunt as he pounded into you roughly, nearly making you scream. "You like orc cocks so much, huh? You like it when an orc breeds you, you fucking bitch? Yeah, you do... shit... haah." He bit your earlobe, drawing one more moan from you, and then thrusted even deeper. "My sweet human whore."

A thrill of pleasure ran the course of your body, causing you to arch into him, your eyes rolled back inside your skull as you cummed again, screaming his name. Fuck, Bucky was destroying your pussy so well you were opening your legs willingly each time he came back home. You could never even imagine you'd be getting off on him forcing himself on you, his pretty little wifey whom he claimed not so long ago. Bucky loved fucking you into submission with his monstrous cock, showing you your place over and over again. Despite you trying to tell yourself how gross and beast-like he was, you kept cumming beneath your orc with your legs spread wide, your cunt full of his thick sticky seed. He was going to knock you up real soon if he didn't do it already.

Unable to speak from overstimulation, you were mewling with that “fucked-silly” expression on your face, and the orc smirked, his big calloused fingers pinching your sensitive nipples. He loved a sight of you, his lovely human bitch with his cum leaking down your thighs. Nothing was better than a thought of you completely ruined by him. You were so sweet, so innocent with that embarrassed face of yours when Bucky touched you for the first time, watching you look at him with disgust and fear. Corrupting you every damn night when he was pouring lots of his cum inside your tight little cunt was something he could never grow tired of.

"Open your mouth, sweetheart." He growled, and you obeyed, melting from the gentle pet name he gave you. Your mouth was so little compared to him, your tongue too as Bucky licked it, mimicking human kiss and sticking his huge tongue between you lips, his kiss so wet and sloppy as he practically ate you. "You like that, little slut? Who's better at kissing, an orc or your pathetic human boys?"

"You are." You managed to moan into his mouth, sucking his tongue and feeling your pussy twitching.

"Good girl." The orc purred as you licked his canines willingly and coiled your arms around his neck, your breasts pressed into his wide chest. "You gotta bear my kids, sweetheart. A whole lot of them, yeah?"

Knowing Bucky wanted you to answer, you kissed his jaw and mewled, "Yes, I'm gonna give birth to nice little orcs. I wanna be pregnant... mm... r-right now."

His eyes suddenly grew warm at your confession when you panted, licking his saliva from your lips. He made you say those words before, but your had never sounded as sincere as now with your eyes hazy from pleasure, your pussy still convulsing close to his cock that slowly became hard again.

"You humans are so damn fertile. I'm sure I knocked you up already." The orc hummed, his enormously huge hand caressing your lovely curves. "Happy to be an orc's whore, are you? Full with my dirty cum, pregnant, laying on top of me, some heathen... Shit, I love you so much, you bitch."

With that he had sank into your cunt again, molding it into the shape of his cock and groaning from the intense pleasure your warm human body was giving him. Your loud moan was music to his ears when you tried riding him, but you were too spent, almost breathless again, and Bucky quickly rolled over, getting on top of you. You smiled weakly at him when you reached out to touch his lips in a gentle, loving little kiss. Fuck, that along with a thought of you finally accepting him as your mate was almost enough to make Bucky cum.

Letting out a low gutteral sound, he pounded into you with ferocity, burying himself in your overworked cunt. The orc imagined you with a round belly, your full breasts leaking with milk, your little human body aching from carrying his heavy children. He'd be coming back home every day to find you complaining about babies moving and kicking inside you, and he'd be kissing your belly until you felt good, spreading your legs so Bucky would massage the walls of your pussy with his tongue. The thought of you, such beautiful, lovely human woman bearing his kids was making him fuck you relentlessly until you were crying softly beneath him, pressing your forehead to his solid shoulder as you clinged to him, your legs crossed behind his back to keep your mate closer.

With his stamina that could make him go for hours, Bucky kept fucking you until late night, soaking the new bed sheets you put today. He calmed down only when you milked his heavy balls dry, your swollen pussy a mess as the orc pumped more and more of his cum in your womb. You'd nearly pass out if he didn't stop at one moment.

Exhaling loudly, the orc brushed his dark disheveled hair - a nice present from his human grandmother - away from his face and gulped down the wine you left for him on the table. Coming back home had never been better with his wife waiting for him in his bed, her eyes pleading him to fuck her. Despite your stubbornness in the morning when you still refused to behave like a proper wife, Bucky knew you were falling for him, your pussy drenched every time he pulled your skirt up. Once you were growing heavy with his children inside your belly, you'd finally accept your place. Anyway, you'd become a wife of some weak human bastard, so why wasting away a chance to bear kids of someone way superior than a human man?

Leaning closer to you, Bucky did that filthy thing with his tongue you called "a kiss" again, loving the way your little wet mouth felt. Licking its insides and your kitten tongue made him feel warm and nice.

"You're so pretty, woman." Bucky said, and your face grew hot momentarily, making him chuckle. "What, didn't your people call you pretty? Then I will." You tried covering your face, ashamed, but he took your arm away and kept licking your mouth until you relaxed and started sucking his tongue. "Huh, I want my children to have your face, wifey. Bet half of the tribe gonna fell in love with them."

You clinged to him, both ashamed and pleased, and mewled as the orc stroked your back carefully despite having enough strength to smash you with just one hand. Becoming an orc's mate was something parents used as a means of scaring children into behaving, and at first you were utterly repulsed by the creature that called himself your husband. But now... it felt like you just took your place.

The more he was pleasing you in bed, the more you submitted, becoming more and more eager to appease your husband. It went as far as rushing to bed when you heard Bucky coming back home and spreading your legs wide to show him your leaking cunt. He made such a slut out of you, ready to ride him, suck him off, let him pump his seed into your womb while you orgasmed multiple times, moaning beneath him like a cheap whore. You could do nothing as you dreamed of your orc claiming you over and over again until he'd make you have his kids. Shit, you were corrupted to the point you wanted to give birth to lovely little orc kids so bad.

"Bucky, do you love me?" You suddenly whispered, drawing his attention as he stared at you, surprised.

It was the first time you asked. It didn't matter to you before what feelings the orc had for you.

"Of course I do." He said, his large warm hand on your belly as he kissed you loudly. "I can't stop cumming in you, you sweet little thing. I know you humans like serenades and poems and all this shit, but nothing proves orc's love better than a good fuck."

You were terribly embarrassed, but strangly relieved at his words as Bucky drew you closer, wrapping you in his arms. Getting up from his bed, he carried you like a bride across the room, moving to the little spring right at the back of the house. As the orc grabbed a handful of towels roughly, ruining a perfect pile you folded this morning, you rolled your eyes as he chuckled.

"Yeah, I get it, wifey. But let's have you all nice and clean before I'll put you to sleep."

"Put me to sleep? I hope you're not gonna sing me a lullaby. My ears gonna bleed." You grunted, causing the orc to laugh heartily.

"No, woman. I'm gonna fill your cunt and let you sleep in my arms, that's how we put our women to sleep."

"You're such a brute."

"That I am, wifey."

As he hummed, carrying you in his arms despite your protests, Bucky thought of all the goods things that were to happen once you would submit to him completely, and then smiled to himself.

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[yo-aloe-vera]

Rant? Or, Lament? I dunno.

I see people posting similarly all the time, so I know for sure I'm not alone in this...

I did not get to have anything nearing a typical childhood. I was the eldest child on both sides of the family and was given adult duties very early on. I had very, VERY few moments to actually play and act like a child; I was expected to rein in my enthusiasms and to mold my interests to those of the adults around me. I grew up in a religious household where there were proscriptions on anything that was deemed ungodly or unholy or "subversive."

I didn't watch cartoons. I didn't watch much TV at all. I didn't watch music videos or follow pop acts.

Almost all of these things I never did until I was an adult.

I got into YA lit as an adult. I got into anime as an adult. I got into fanfic as an adult. And I'm parking my butt here and I'm not leaving until I am good and damn ready.

It's so incredibly stupid to see people claiming that no one over--what is it, today, 25?--has a right to occupy fandom spaces. For one thing, the things you love don't disappear from your memory when you're 25 or 30; you are no more required to dismiss the fandoms you grew up with than you are to throw away the tatty old plushie you've slept with since you were five. Or throw away the baby blanket that testifies to the fact that you were once swaddled and cared for by others.

For another thing, a lot of people are like me. We didn't get to do the normal, healthy things kids our age got to do when we were actually kids. And you know what? That frigging hurts. You don't realize it at the time, but you wake one day and realize that you've been holding your breath, holding in laughter, holding in tears for decades because no one ever gave you permission to let those things out.

Psychology is pretty damn clear on the point that play is a vital part of a healthy psychosocial whole. When we cut that out, at any age, we suffer. We suffer mentally and physically--even cognitively.

There is nothing intrinsically creepy or foolish about an adult pursuing fandoms that are associated with childhood or adolescence. And to say there is is to both make yourself look foolish and to diminish the realities of online grooming and what it looks like.

In real life, at jobs, at college, at every single pursuit after high school graduation, you will interact with people from a wide range of ages. So how about we focus on how to interact with other humans in healthy and responsible ways instead of resorting to "Pay your taxes!" when someone dares to continue enjoying something past the age of 30.

I don't interact with minors much at all in fandom, that I'm aware of, and if I did, it would be with the same tact and concern with which I interact with minors in "real life." Most adults are the same. Learn how to see problematic behaviors instead of functioning by algorithms based on age.

No one should take this to suggest that adults aren't obligated to behave responsibly towards minors in any milieu. Clearly, we are, just as we are obligated in physical spaces to be mindful of people younger than us. But the mere presence of adults in a fandom is not a red flag and the absurd assertions to the contrary help no one.

[rebelwrites]

High Confessions

Jax Teller x Reader

Summary: After an accident the morphine makes the reader say things she’s been hiding from her best friend.

Requested By: @beth-winchester21 // Hey hun please could I have number 12 with jax teller where she gets hurt and ends up in hospital and confesses her love for him and also can she be opies younger sister xx with

Prompt: "You're all drugged up. You don't know what you're saying."

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“Mr Teller” the doctor smiled walking out of the room.

“How is she doing?” Jax asked.

“I can only really discuss that with Mr Winston” he nodded.

“I’m listed as her other emergency contact” Jax said getting pissed off that this doctor wouldn’t tell him the situation “Opie, her brother had had to go pick his kids up”

“Well” The doctor said checking your file to see Jax’s name was listed. “In that case then, she is a lucky lady and had someone watching out for her considering she had to be cut out of the car. No life changing injuries but a couple of very bad breaks in her leg and will be on crutches for a while and physio will be required”

“Yeah well we all have our guardian angels” Jax said smiling slightly “can I go in and see her?”

“Of course, just be aware Mr Teller she is on a high dose of morphine at the moment” the doctor nodded before walking off.

Pushing the door open he saw you laid on the bed watching something on your phone.

“Hey trouble” Jax smiled sitting down on the chair next to the bed.

“Hey you” you grinned, pausing the video and turning your attention to him. “Where's Opie? Don’t tell me the dragon got him”

“What” Jax laughed “darlin he is fine, the dragon has gone and he has gone to pick the kids up from school”

“There was a dragon I swear” you pouted “it was all pink and glittery”

“Damn you are on some good morphine” Jax smirked.

“Stop taking the piss out of me” you sulked “I know what I saw”

“Okay okay” Jax chuckled holding his hands up “I believe you”

“Anyway surely the president of Samcro has better things to do than to be by my bedside” you said looking into the blue eyes that made your throat dry up.

“Well when my best friend had a nasty car accident and ends up in hospital the club can wait” He smiled taking your hand and squeezing it “you know you always come before the club”

“You’re just saying that because I’m Opie’s baby sister” you shrugged.

“Now you know that isn’t true” Jax whispered.

You didn’t know how the heart rate monitor wasn’t going crazy with how fast you thought your heart was racing. It was now or never. You needed to tell Jax how you felt before your confidence disappeared.

“Jax” you whispered.

“Yes darlin’” he smiled.

“I’m just going to say this, I’ve liked you for a while now, the way you make me feel is like nothing I have ever felt. I don’t just want to be best friends any more” you said, not making eye contact with him.

Jax was taken back by your statement, he had wanted to hear you say that for a while now, but he knew you were on some strong morphine so he didn’t actually know if it was you or the drug talking.

“Say something please” you mumbled.

“You're all drugged up. You don't know what you're saying." Jax sighed choosing his brain over his heart.

“Yeah maybe you are right” you shrugged trying not to look hurt “maybe it is the drugs talking”

After some silence Jax spoke up again, he needed to get rid of the awkward atmosphere that now laid heavy in the room.

“Come on then trouble scoot over” Jax laughed “choose a movie to watch because I’m not going anywhere today”

“You mean I have you for the whole day” you grinned scrolling through Netflix.

“Yes you do” Jax smiled as you molded into his body the best you could from the wires and cast. “Just don’t put a chick flick on”

“And you say you are my best friend and think I’d put some soppy film on” you laughed “boy we are going for fast and furious”

“How many times have we watched these?” Jax teased.

“Not enough” you giggled hitting play and snuggling into Jax’s side.

Half an hour into the film Jax heard soft snores coming from you, he couldn’t help but smile. He kept thinking about what you said, if only you had said them when you weren't on morphine his reaction would have been different.

The sound of the door opening took his attention away from you.

“Hey bro” Opie smiled sitting on the chair at the side of the bed. “How is she doing?”

“Not too bad, the doctor said she's lucky to only have a badly broken leg considering the state of her car” Jax nodded.

“Pops was probably watching over her” Opie smiled.

“Yeah she probably did” Jax nodded.

“Something is on your mind, what’s up?” Opie asked.

“It’s just something she said earlier, she said she wanted to be more than best friends.” Jax whispered, playing with your hair as you slept on his chest.

“What did you say?” Opie asked, trying to hide that he knew how his sister had felt for a while now. And he also knew how Jax felt.

“I told her it was because she was drugged up” Jax said.

“You are so stupid” Opie laughed “you know the morphine only gave her the confidence to tell you”

“Are you sure?” Jax asked.

“Dude me and her talk more than you think” Opie smirked “so what are you gonna do about it?”

“I don’t know, I might not do anything” Jax sighed. “I don’t want to fuck things up with our friendship”

“Well if you don’t do anything you aren’t allowed to come moaning to me when you see she’s with someone” Opie shrugged.

“Wait she’s seeing someone?” Jax asked.

“Well not as such but I know her and that lad she works with at the cafe are getting pretty close so who knows?” Opie said knowing he was basically poking the fire.

He knew it and so did everyone else. You and Jax were soul mates and were destined to be together.

“Not if I can help it” Jax huffed and he carefully moved your body off his so he could get off the bed.

“Where are you going?” Opie asked.

“Got some things I need to do. I will be back in a bit” Jax said, grabbing his kutte before leaving the room.

As soon as you heard the door shut you open your eyes, you had been awake since Opie got into the room but pretended to still be asleep.

“You little shit” he chuckled “I knew you weren’t asleep”

“Yeah well” you shrugged “and anyway there’s nothing going on between me and Jerry, he’s old enough to be my dad”

“Yeah but Jax doesn’t need to know that sis” Opie winked. “It’s about time you two fucking saw sense and got together”

[tedturneriscrazy]

Here's Eclipse Lake, an episode that has been highly anticipated! Will it top Knock, Knock, Knockin' On Hooty's Door?

I'll skip the pretense: No. It won't.

You'll see under the cut.

Hmm, that list of ingredients for the Grimwalker...I'll let other people theorize about this (like @sepublic ), but it sure looks like a thing

Guess the mysterious green goo won't cut it, huh?

Belos face reveal already?! Huh, didn't expect it so soon.

Oh, no, he's hot! (And I'm mad about it)

Still an ass, though

Now we know why Hunter was wearing a different outfit (because people fixated on that for some reason)

Amity with the clipboard gives me strong Dipper vibes

GHOST! My beloved!

I need a moment because CAT!

(Also, someone pointed out earlier that Ghost was based on Dana's cat, and that's super obvious in hindsight)

Raine?! Oh, wait, you mean rain. Sigh.

Eda gets training tips from DBZ confirmed

(Also Amity's face when reacting to Eda's explanation is priceless)

Oh God Eda's a weeb I need another moment

Damn, Amity just straight up calling Eda old

Oh, loopy Luz

(The abomination holding the tissue box is adorable for many reasons)

Yeah, don't want Luz to eat the McGuffin

I have several questions about those Tamagotchis that I'll refrain from listing here

Amity your Odalia is showing

Girlfriend counter: 1

(Yes I am introducing a counting gag, deal with it)

Was wondering if they were ever gonna reference the dissection incident. We've come a long way, baby!

Oh, so that's what everyone was looking at

Luz honey your enthusiasm is admirable but no

Luz burrito is quite cute, though

Girlfriend counter: 2

(Damn, still wild to think that that's the case)

Just occurred to me that "Boots" is probably shortened from "Bossyboots" from earlier

Guess the Luz hiss compilation needs to be updated again

Those tunnels ain't the only thing around here that's unstable, amirite?

Oops, guess Kiki was justified, after all

Maybe don't talk so loudly about your plans, dude

That is her son, get it right!

Serves you right for having that stupid strand of hair sticking out like that

Is this just the episode where everyone dunks on White Boy? Because I can totally get behind that.

Already mentioned this, but I am loving the parallels between Katara and Amity with that bottle of abomination goo. Insert obligatory "Two Nickels" meme here about Mae Whitman.

We really are just dunking on the white boy and I am living for it

Hooty had to get it from somewhere, I suppose

Nothing says mother-son bonding like shooting things at each other (see also: Separate Tides)

I'm sure the magic bouncing off the veins won't come into play later at all

Oh well, at least the echolocation looked cool

At this point Amity would kill Hunter for a Klondike bar

Wait why does Hooty need a chair

Willow with the galaxy brain ideas

"A bad but sad boy" Luz is a genius at succinctly summing people up

Kikimora continues to be unhinged. Ironically she's not wrong about Hunter.

Motherfucker stop acting like you know what that says

(Also, projecting much?)

Girlfriend counter: 3

Friendly reminder that Hunter is still an antagonist

Uh oh

UH OH

I know someone mentioned Willow having the brain cell, but honestly it seemed like Luz had it this whole time. And that's not good.

WHY IS FOOL'S BLOOD EVEN A THING

Aaaaand cue the getting screwed over

Further reminder that he's still an antagonist (Apparently there's a vocal segment who's Really Mad at him that seem to forget this fact)

You unhand Ghost right now!! And Amity too, I guess.

(I kid, she's literally my second favorite character)

For what she did to Raine it warms my heart to know Kiki has had zero peace of mind

Wait, the Abomatons are Transformers?! Okay, that's kind of awesome, actually. Alador might be a shit dad but he is a brilliant inventor.

Chucking kids off cliffs is a surpisingly common pastime in the Boiling Isles

Owlbert no!

Eda did spend literal decades fighting the Owl Beast within, so I guess she can't be blamed for not thinking to talk to it

Also hurry up guys I'm very concerned about Owlbert

Fuck yeah Harpy Milf!

Yay Ghost returns!

She's glad they're okay (I didn't need to take this, I just thought it was cute. Also this is surprisingly high quality considering I just took a photo of my TV screen)

Oh, so they do have video games in the Demon Realm. That or Luz introduced them.

Trailer shot!

Oh dear, we about to have a fight over the key

Wow, being so high ranking under Belos is really bad for mental health

Jesus Christ Belos what have you been putting in this poor kid's head?

Leave it to King to give radical recontextualizations

Amity, I'm glad you remembered/realized this about Luz, please don't let the sad white boy play you like that again

Also, I appreciate the gesture you're making, and it's a wonderful summary of your character development, but goddamnit he's gonna go for that key because he's STILL AN ANTAGONIST

"Being nice usually works for Luz!" A) Not always, and B) Amity I love you but Luz you are not. A valiant attempt nonetheless.

Ooh, cool fight scene!

Always lovely to see such superb animation

I was privately griping about not seeing Amity use magic for so long, and now I am fed

Don't think I didn't hear the glass breaking

Appreciate your ass from a hole in the ground, Golden Boy!

(jk I don't actually feel that strongly about him still. That kind of threat still isn't cool, though)

Oh so that's why it's the Common Mold!

It's kinda cute, actually. Or maybe it's just because it's Luz.

TIL Hooty is heat resistant

Apparently Owl Beast just wanted a snack

Girlfriend counter: 4

Also love how calling Amity her awesome girlfriend is literally the first thing Luz says to her upon returning.

Yesssss return the hug! You deserve it!

(I know there are higher quality versions of this screenshot, I just didn't feel like looking around)

King demands huggies, too! (And gets 'em)

Reminder that Amity is smart as hell. I knew that glass breaking indicated something!

So once again I've been had. I let the fandom trick me into thinking this episode would be way more intense. Guess that one screenshot was from the next episode.

Overall this was...fine. Some nice Lumity moments, Harpy Eda strutting her stuff, that gorgeously animated fight sequence; those were all lovely.

I do wish Willow and Gus had a bit more to do. And I'm still rather unenthusiastic about Hunter, to be honest. I've seen his type several times before, and the path they have for him is rather obvious. I may never share the fandom's love for him, and I guess I'll have to deal with that.

Anybody who says this was better than KKKOHD is a damn fool.

Mid season finale next week! I think Yesterday's Lie will finally bring the pain!