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bjhlvr · 2 months ago

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nice guy.

synopsis! he knows it's weird, but he couldn't help it.

STALKER! taesan x FEM! reader GENRE! smut, university au TW! reader is being stalked ( obviously ), mentions of chocking, sub!taesan, masturbation, public touching whtw that is idk, overstimulation(?), plot twist haha ; non proofread, poor language NOW IS PLAYING! . . . the boy is mine by ariana grande

fuck, that's so weird. he is such a weirdo. but he couldn't help himself.

“fuckfuck..” taesan hissed under his breath, his hand squeezing the base of his cock tighter than before, almost causing pain. his eyes shut, the other hand slipped up to his neck, wrapping his slender fingers around it. his hair messy, he is a total mess himself.

how pathetic of him to jerk off on a picture of you he took in class literally twenty minutes ago. but why'd you had to look this good? so beautiful. he couldn't hold back today, right after the classes ended he run into his apartment, ignored sungho's stupid question about dinner or whatever he was talking about and locked in his bedroom. he was so hard it hurts and the first thing he did when he was on his bed is started fucking jerking off like some virgin ass loser. just because he saw you in that fucking miniskirt.

“agh.. shit!” taesan groaned as quietly as he possibly could, so sungho, his roommate, won't hear anything. his grip on his neck hardened, he wished it was you the one chocking him. fuck he wanted that so bad. he wanted you to call him pathetic, needy or whatever you want. he does not care right now, the only thing on his mind was the previous view of you, slightly bending over the desk right before him so he could see the outline of your cute panties. god damn he was sure you did it on purpose, you wanted him to look. you always did.

he saw those panties before, they seem to be your favorite because you always wore them at home and he saw them on you when you were changing after gym once. he even took a video.

oh fuck he was so close. so so close, his eyes watering, one hand that was on his neck slipped off to grab the sheets underneath him, squeezing it. he moved his hand faster up and down his hard member, rubbing the tip with his thumb every now and then. he didn't even need to spit on his hand to make it easier to stroke himself, because he was already so wet, tip leaking with precum as he pulled his jeans down.

“I.. wish I could talk to you.. ah!” taesan quite literally cried out, first tear dropped from his eye and rolled down his cheek. his cock twitching as he looked at the photo he took of you. someone probably saw him taking that one, he was literally pointing with his phone to your exposed ass, what an idiot. but the pic ended up great, definitely one of his favorite now… along with the one where you’re taking off your shirt in your room. you shoul've closed your curtains that day for sure.

“are you alright in there?” taesan heard sungho's worried voice behind the closed door and a quiet knock right after. can't he just leave him alone for once? annoying.

“y-yeah.. Im fine, just leave me alone!” taesan shouted, his head threw back as he opened his eyes to look up. dick pulsing in his hand, cum leaking down his lenght on the sheets. he had to clean all that up later. but it doesn't matter now. he came so hard, so much.. but he didn't stop the movements of his hand on his cock, not for a second. he was basically whining from overstimulation, wet sounds of him jerking his dick and moaning filled the room. and the last thing he could worry about right now is if sungho could hear him or not.

you'd never knew a guy could be so loud, especially when he's usually quiet in public. you heard taesan's whimpers from his room that was at the other side of sungho's dorm. your eyes widened slightly as you came in to hear those nasty and… to be honest, pretty sounds taesan was making.

“sorry about that, taesan's not feeling well..” sungho rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, clearly embarrassed by that situation and the fact that you may not feel comfortable being at his dorm right now at this point.

“I think he is feeling very well right now,” you couldn't hold back a chuckle as you came inside. originally, you came here to work on your project together with sungho.

“anyway! where should we start..?” sungho let you inside his dorm and quickly tried to change the topic to the project you two had. you two weren't even same major, but since he took a sociology course which you were majoring in, you decided to take a music course just to spend more time with your friend. oh and that's how you knew taesan. well, not exactly “knew”, because you barely spoke with each other, but that's not the point. the point is: taesan was jerking off and you heard it very well, well enough to hear that he was crying while doing it. cute.

again. you did that again. when you came up to taesan asking if sungho was coming to class today, you patted his shoulder. damn, his whole body shook. what an idiot. couldn't act natural around you, his eyes went so wide when he saw you this close, with your chest on a full display for his view in that low-cut top…

“n-no, haven't heard anything from him since yesterday..” taesan answered simply after he finally cleared his throat. he tried not to stare at your tits. he truly did, but he couldn't help it. they were so close, right in front of his face. his dick was getting hard, shit. “I think he left early today tho.” he managed to spoke again.

“oh, okay! I'll just text him then..” you was just about to walk away, but as soon as you turned around, sungho appeared in the classroom.

“why am I so dumb..” taesan wished sungho wouldn't be there, so you'll probably sit with him because you don't know anyone else in this class. he wished he could smell your perfume again as you sit close enough to him… his hand slipped down to his pants to adjust it. fuck, he just wanted to touch his already hard cock, who was he trying to fool?

obviously not you. because as soon as you sat down, you glanced at taesan just to notice the way he was touching the bulge in his pants. how cute, what a show he put on for you. he got hard just because you talked you him? because you pushed your chest forward just enough for him to start staring? huh.

taesan would've never guessed you watched him. not just right now tho, you did it for a several times actually. when you first saw him, it wasn't in that stupid music class, it was when you came to visit sungho at his dorm as he just moved in… like six months ago. two months before you took that class.

you were looking for a bathroom door down the hallway where taesan's room was and oh! he was changing clothes, his door slightly opened. you couldn't have just passed by, right? especially when he looked so hot. you'd never guess a guy this hot would be such a pathetic needy loser, getting hard just by looking at your boobs. but that was adorable anyway.

author note: well that is my first ever smut suggestive or whatever work with a man so idk how it turned out please tell me if it’s weird or i wrote something that makes zero sense lol. i jst thought it will be a fun idea for a fic to write abt and i did it but i still have no motivation to write anything from my wips im so sorry yall 💔 been busy w work lately too.

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yongvillage · 4 months ago

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hi slaterrr <3 i love ur works, ur talented bb, i had a thought or two about dejun if ur interested

xiaojun who’s a loser and keeps to himself mostly, nerdy nd gets picked on, but jerks off to your pics when he’s alone, stealing ur sweatshirt that u left in class and stroking himself in his room to the scent of u… stuff like that :3 i just know he’ll be giddy when he gets his hands on u too

(ps, do u do emoji anons? if so, could i be 🩰 anon? if not, that’s perfectly fine too xx)

AHHH hii anon, im so happy u like my works this ask means sm to me tyyyy 🥲💘

also i have been thinking abt doing emoji anons so congrats !!! ur the first one hehe 🩰

this one turned out a little longer than usual but i js had too much fun with this ask LOL i love loser dejun

ⓘ nerd!xiaojun, perversion, mating press, unprotected sex

you'd always see loser!xiaojun near your locker, peeking over his textbooks as he would frantically push his glasses up and look away nervously when you walked by.

he wasn't the loud or outgoing type, instead, he liked to watch from a distance. he'd savor the moment, admiring how effortlessly beautiful you were before the inevitable happened. before the same group of jocks would come by and knock his belongings out of his hands, yelling out ludicrous and malicious insults as they walked away. you'd always turn your back before you saw, though, paying him no mind as he scrambled to pick up his countless books.

thankfully, you only had one class with him, grateful that you didn't have to spend too much time around that creep. you'd heard rumors, about how he supposedly stalked girls around school and spied through their windows. they sounded a little foolish, but it was better to be safe than sorry, so you kept your distance.

as class finished up, you quickly packed all your things in your backpack, getting out of your seat, and you were in such a rush you forgot your sweatshirt. it sat idly on your desk, and xiaojun almost jumped out of excitement as he saw you exit the room for good, eyeing you, and then the sweatshirt.

he stalled for a bit, taking extra long to pack up his own things as he waited for everyone to pour out. once he felt the coast was clear, he snatched the sweatshirt, the scent of you already making him slightly delirious. he tripped on his own feet as he hastily ran out of the classroom, eager to go home.

he'd waste no time, shutting his bedroom door as he sat at his desk, pulling his pants down all the way to his ankles. his dick was flushed and leaking copious amounts of precum, and xiaojun wondered what you'd say, or what you'd do, if you were here. he pictured you watching him stroke his hard cock as he pressed your sweatshirt tightly against his nose, greedily inhaling the smell of your perfume, bodywash, and everything else your assumedly smoothe and supple skin had to offer his senses.

xiaojun swore he'd came in less than 30 seconds, the quickest he'd ever finished. but he didn't stop there, he didn't stop for the next three hours until his unknowing mother called him down for dinner.

it wasn't until two weeks later in the library when your friends dared you to talk to him, proclaiming that he'd "probably piss his pants the minute you came in a 6 feet radius of him." you laughed, shrugging their comments off as you casually walked up to him. his head was buried in a textbook, his hand hurriedly scratching down notes.

"hey."

xiaojun didn't hear you, seemingly too focused on his studying. you tapped him on the shoulder twice.

"hello?"

his head shot up, and his face turned red and sweaty in an instant as he became frenzied, his hands scattering across the table as he began shutting books and putting stuff away in his backpack. he stood up, clasping his hands in front of his crotch.

"h-hi," he pushed up his glasses, yet his eyes never once met yours. you almost felt bad, ignoring your friend's giggling behind you.

suddenly an idea came over you, smirking as you spoke, "would you wanna come over to my place tonight?"

xiaojun's wide eyes finally looked up at your face, before quickly looking back down again.

"f-for what? um, if you'd like homework answers i-i could just message them to you."

you chuckled, "no, i meant, like, have sex."

xiaojun chokes, going into a full blown cough attack. you stared patiently as his coughs died down and he looked back at you, droplets of sweat beginning to form on his temples and neck.

"w-what?"

"i mean, unless you don't want to, that's totally fine too," you tested, bititng back a smile as you watched how xiaojun's eyes grew even wider.

"no!" he yelled suddenly, a few other people in the library whipping their heads around to shush the two of you.

"so, i guess that's a yes?" you asked coyly

xiaojun nodded frantically, "y-yeah, i would like to have, um..."

"it's okay, you can say it."

"s-sex. i would like to have sex with you."

you gave him a proud smile, winking once before whispering in his ear, "i'll meet you outside the library after school. you can walk me to your house."

the walk to xiaojun’s house was amusing for you, and painful for xiaojun. you had told him to lead the way, and it was relatively silent, with xiaojun periodically lifting his eyes to look at you and seeing that you were already looking at him, thriving off of his shyness. he held his textbooks tightly over his crotch, hiding how hard he was.

a million scenarios played out in his head of what he would do to you once you two arrived, but when the time actually came, he just stood there. xiaojun had never felt like such a stranger in his own room.

you plopped onto the edge of his bed, eyeing him with your legs crossed as you leaned back on your hands.

as soon as you gave him permission to touch you though, it was like letting a dog out of it’s cage. xiaojun quickly got started on undoing his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

you suppressed a moan at the sight, bringing a hand down to rub at your clothed clit.

“fuck, just let me finger myself first, need to get myself stretched out for you,” you spoke in a sultry tone, sliding your shorts down your legs and spreading your legs open as he resumed to touch yourself.

xiaojun watched in awe, and you stared curiously as he hadn’t seemed to touch himself, not even once.

you giggled airily, “it’s okay, you can touch yourself.”

xiaojun shook his head quickly, “c-can’t.”

you looked up at him, your middle and index finger inching towards your wet hole as you started fingering yourself slowly.

“ah, and why’s that?” you moaned through your words, your fingers picking up the pace.

“i-i’ll cum too quick,” xiaojun gritted out, his hands balling up at his sides. you laughed at his self restraint, being quickly interrupted by a moan as you tipped your head back when your fingers curled inside you.

“mm, s-so well behaved,” you panted, peeking at xiaojun. your words and actions clearly took a toll on him, his red and sweaty face bringing you near your orgasm.

it only took a few more seconds before you came. your hips spasmed and legs trembled as you gave your clit one last, soothing rub, before reaching up to tug on xiaojun’s cock.

he grunts, his hands hesitantly resting on your knees as you did all the work, aligning his leaky tip to your entrance. xiaojun lost all self control in that moment, just the simple touch of your hot hole causing his hips to slam forward, knocking the wind out of you.

“shit,” he whispers out, almost strangled as he stared down at where the two of you met.

“m-move, xiaojun, please,” you panted out, hands coming to grip onto the back of your knees.

your words set off like a trigger to a gun in xiaojun’s mind, his hands suddenly slapping yours away and putting you into a mating press, his hips snapping into you at a brutal pace.

you looked up at xiaojun’s face, beads of sweat traveling down his cheeks and sideburns. the both of you were breatheless, hyperventilating at xiaojun’s newfound, animalistic thrusts.

“fuck, s-slow.. slow down, ah!” you moaned, your nails ripping at xiaojun’s navy sheets. his dick poked you in all the right places, and his crushing weight left you choking on your moans.

it looked like xiaojun wanted to say something, but all that came out was incoherent murmurs of curses and proclamations of how good you felt. his glasses fogged up and began sliding down his face, one of his hands coming off of the back of your knee to quickly slide them back up to the top of his nose bridge.

“you think about this? think about fucking me like this?” you managed to choke out, a lazy smile plastered on your face as you brought your hands up to xiaojun’s shoulders, nails raking up and down his back.

“fuck, s-so much,” he panted, mouth hanging open as his hips crashed onto the back of your thighs, hands grasping and kneading the plush of them, “y-you don’ even know…”

you whimpered at xiaojun’s words, your stomach beginning to twist and turn as your moans got especially loud, signaling that you were close.

xiaojun’s stutters and spurs, the only words you were able to make out being cum. you hummed contentedly.

“please let me cum in you, p-please, need to, need to cum i-inside,” he rambled unintelligibly, his thrusts growing sloppy and untimed.

you nodded wordlessly, too weak and spent to give him a spoken answer. you were on birth control anyway, and the thought of xiaojun pulling out now made you unsatisfied.

suddenly, all at once, both you and xiaojun cum at the same time. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, back arching off of the bed as your limbs trembled. pants and moans echoed throughout his room, and you whined at the sticky, hot cum flooding your cunt. but before you had any time to recover, xiaojun turns you over on your stomach, his ruthless pace picking back up, giving you no time to even breathe.

a black, stained sweater at the front of xiaojun’s bed catches your eye, and you can’t shake off the feeling of how familiar it looked.

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achilles-rage · 18 days ago

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just manic wrote this because that pic of glasses!buck has me feral (ignore any grammar/spelling mistakes i wrote this 10 minutes ago and needed to post it immediately)

imagine meeting down bad loser buck in a bar and dragging him to the bathroom🦋🦋

MDNI- 18+ only!

buck has no fucking idea what to do when he sees you. all he knows is that he can’t take his eyes off of you, and he certainly doesn’t expect how the night ends.

when you first walked into the bar, your jeans hugging you ass and your thighs perfectly, and your top just low-cut enough for him to see the top of your tits, his attention was solely on you. sure, he’s seen pretty girls before; this is LA for god’s sake, but he’d never seen anyone like you.

he was confused when you slid up beside him at the bar to get another drink, and even more confused when you turned to give him a big smile. he almost missed the way your eyes trailed down his body just once, noticing the hint of muscle under his shirt, and just how tall he actually was. it made his mouth go dry, and when you greeted him, all he could muster was a mumbled “hi.”

his cheeks are bright red as you flirt with him, your body so close he can feel your heat radiating off of you and your lips just within reach of his. not that he’d do anything about it.

he feels like a fucking idiot as he stumbles over his words and laughs in a desperate attempt to make himself look more put together, but your advances don’t slow.

he thinks he’s in heaven when you finally put your hand on the back of his neck and pull his lips down to yours, putting your other hand on his chest. he doesn’t touch you for a moment, completely stunned that you are kissing him, but when you pull back with a soft laugh and move his hands to yours hips yourself, he finally snaps.

he kisses you back with fervour, desperate and practically aching for you as your tongues meet each other and his hands grip your hips tightly.

he’s thanking anyone that will listen when you pull him to the bar bathroom and lock the door, and he tries not to let his nerves and the shake of his hands show as he helps you up onto the dirty bathroom counter.

when you finally pull him into you, your walls stretching out to take his impressive size and your legs wrapped firmly around his hips to keep him in place, all he can do is let out a shuttered moan. as he fucks into you, he looks deeply into your eyes, trying to commit to memory just how pretty you look, and how you feel wrapped around him.

he feels so overwhelmed at one point that he dips his head down and nuzzles between the flesh of your breasts, breathing in your scent and trying to hold back from cumming too soon. he can feel the plush of your thighs under his fingertips, and your breathy moans in his ear, and he has to try desperately to ground himself.

when he feels his balls tighten as he nears the edge, he feels your legs tighten around his hips even more, begging and pleading him to please cum inside you.

he freezes for just a split second, but then his thrusts resume as strong and as desperate as ever, and his pathetic moans are like music to your ears.

he lets go without warning, shooting hot ropes of white, hot cum into your pulsing cunt, and imagine your surprise when he reaches a hand down to circle your clit with his thumb, desperate to hear how pretty you sound when you cum.

you clench around him as you finally fall over the edge with a loud moan, and he’s sure the sight of you cumming for him alone could make him cum again.

when he finally pulls out, you give him a long, passionate kiss, then tell him to give you his phone. you put your number in, then hop off the counter and pull your clothes back on. he watches in a daze as you cover up your gorgeous body, and his hands fumble with his own jeans as he keeps all of his attention on you.

you’re like a drug to him, and he’s not sure if he can ever part from you. but right now, he has to.

you give him one last kiss before your hand is on the bathroom door, and you’re telling him to text you before you’re gone, back out to the bar.

he’s left in another world, and he’s not sure that he can still his racing heart as he stands in the dirty bathroom, completely dumbfounded and lovestruck.

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weebsinstash · 9 months ago

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could we get some valentino x male reader pls?

Bruh I've been actually on Valentino x male/intersex male Reader so hard lately (and I don't mention intersex for like fetish reasons but. I don't know what having a dick feels like and sometimes I'm like "well what if boy but. Vagine" and, shut up its my gender expression power fantasy, maybe I wanna have muscles and broad shoulders, leave me alone 💀)

Right off the top of my head, I've had ideas recently for:

-boy band lead vocalist! male Reader! Just. Ok. Imagine Reader and Angel having kind of a beef with each other and at some point it becomes a sort of "oh yeah, well I can XYZ better than you" kind of competition amd Angel says some shit like "you wouldn't know what it takes to come out here and strut for a bunch of perverts who look at you like you're a piece of meat" and you just hit him with some shit like "bitch I LITERALLY sucked FIVE DICKS so I could headline for the Superbowl, you fucking LOSER, you dont know ACTUAL music, i was AN ARTIST" and you start belting out something sexy with a choreographed dance that is clearly professional level skill

-male Reader with a little sister and you protect her from Valentino by offering to take her place. You've never sucked a single dick in your life and hell you might not even be gay but Valentino has your baby sister's life in his hands and, you've got to protect HER if not yourself

- ughhhhhh I'm probably gonna make this it's own post too but I've been ON my "unwilling red string soulmate" personal indulgence lately and. Just. Valentino who sees his red string appear and OBVIOUSLY he's gotta RUN to find his boo and he finds you and immediately thinks you're the most precious adorable sexy little thing, BUT. You just. Look straight at him and how HUGE he is and reply "i-im not... actually into men 😳" which is a LIE of course and, here's Valentino thinking, AW, his poor little baby gay! You've never had a boyfriend or gone to any clubs? TRAGIC! But also perfect because he is just TICKLED watching you get flustered beyond belief! So cute!

-I feel like. He would try and give you boners on purpose and think it's the cutest most erotic thing. He's got you sitting next to him and you're filled with liquor and he starts REALLY laying on the flirting, maybe even... places his palm on your upper thigh and BOOM. Hard as a rock and you can't even hide it because he makes you wear tight pants all the time. He's just over there, "what's going on amorcito? :3c you feeling a little hot under the collar?" as if he didn't just spend like 15 minutes talking about how he'd love to get you on your back and touch EVERY INCH of you, how he'd love to TASTE you--

-this is gender neutral but, convinced he eventually forces you to do some of those sexy pin-ups with him and one day you're walking around Vee Tower and he just has that shit HANGING UP. Poster You is just braced against his chest looking at the camera all demure and vulnerable while he's like. Got his guns out looking all tough like "mess with my pookie and you're through" and of course he makes you do. Sexy ones. Matching lingerie?

-I think of forced feminization with a male Reader sometimes actually. Like you wear boxy unflattering shit on purpose and one day Vals just like "you've got a small waist for a guy" and is checking you over. It starts off small. He starts wanting to style you. Then he wants you to update your skincare routine. Which is all fine right? But then he starts pushing his personal tastes. You've got such nice muscular thighs... which is why you would look so nice in some fishnets. He'd love to see your cute little butt in a thong while you cover your dick with your hands in MAJOR EMBARRASSMENT. You've got such pretty eyes; can Daddy put some mascara on you?

Valentino straight up punishing you by dressing you in full lingerie, your ass is in garters, heels, full glam makeup, and forcing you to pose for some cell phone pics

-still over here just mentally 🤌🤌🤌 at the idea of Valentino taking male Reader out with him and Angel and you've got matching outfits. You and Angel are in little skimpy, color matching fits while he's in a suit and gold chain, something that makes him feel powerful while he shows off his favorite toys

-I rllllly like the idea of like, a male Reader who is a honeypot assassin. You can be extremely charismatic and charming and seductive but it's all a front; you're an S tier actor and you take your targets down when they least expect it. The Vees are all at the club and some upstart wannabe new Overlord decides to attack and you just JOHN WICK THAT SHIT. Picture the Vees just sitting there, everything is peaceful, suddenly, in a flash, you move your serving tray in front of Valentino just in time to block a bullet. All three Vees are like wtf? How did you even know? What's going on? You proceed to totally wreck shit improvising weapons as the attacker and his goons charge forth and you even wind up grabbing a whip from a nearby dancer and using it as a WEAPON WEAPON and that shit looks like it HURTS. You're out here "Michelle Pfeiffer taking out 5 mannequin heads in one take"ing that shit. You're cutting people IN HALF (because having hell powers is cool leave me alone)

-i like the idea of male Reader who was a professional male model and a bit of a tailor himself, like a real kind of posh art student kind of type. You're with Valentino and Velvette notices how impeccably you're dressed and asks you where you bought it, you just, not so humbly brush yourself off. "Oh no, I made this myself. Nothing down here really fit my tastes" and suddenly you're like, custom designing wardrobes for ALL the Vees

Honestly just "Reader in XYZ Profession is exploited by Val/the Vees for their skills" is an idea I've had a lot. You have a hobby in baking so they always want food from you. You used to cook drugs so they make you work for them. You're a polyglot so youre taken along on business meetings to make sure none of the Vees business partners are planning shit in front of them. Like. Imagine just being the bitch who sits in the corner of the meeting room and shoots project/product ideas at them and it's like ACTUALLY successful and they're totally receptive and like you. You're just "Hey Valentino, what if you and Velvette did a collab on a waterproof mascara where you shot a porno in one continuous take so you can show the actor putting on the mascara, setting it down on the vanity, and then they start choking on a dick and their mascara doesn't run" like. They love you. Vox is just like "so, any new ideas today" and you're just using your VoxTek Premium Exclusive Black Card to cut coke into lines, "*snooooooort* uhhhhh.... I got some ideas for some stupid little mobile games you can put tons of micro transactions in? Like just before i died there was this one game that was getting really popular but it had a lot missing, we could-" and they could all just kiss you

-on God, Fs in the chat for virgin male Readers who have Valentino finally pop that cherry. I feel like he'd find out you've never had so much as fingers in your ass and within that WEEK you're being dosed with love potion and taking him balls deep

-Val's the kinda yandere where he tells you you're safe being closeted with him, he'll keep your secret, he'll let you stay on the downlow, but one day he so much as ASSUMES disrespect from you and he's immediately letting everyone know exactly who you belong you. You're arguing with him and you go completely silent and cross your arms or some shit and he just takes a hit from his cigarette, "you know you looked a lot more handsome when you were screaming on my cock the other night" and outs you just like that, either as gay or as fucking him or both. Imagine Angel not knowing you slept with Val and he immediately gives you this hurt expression BECAUSE HE TOTALLY DOESNT HAVE A THING FOR YOU TOO

-Valentino would absolutely make male Reader and Angel fuck while he watches and or films it, and also tbh I feeeeeeeel like. Angel would be ok with trans or intersex men tbh? Idk. It's not clear exactly what his taste in men is? He doesn't mind when men are shorter than him, so, like, is he a switch? He gives huge switch energy and let's face it, that's one TALL twink. I mean look at him holding Charlie! He's strong for his size too! Pole dancing takes a lot of upper body strength!

Oh no... not me suddenly thinking about a scarier yandere angel dust who is a lot stronger than you thought... Yandere Angel Dust who corners you and takes you completely by surprise and you get a GUTTING display of just how strong his arms actually are. You're thinking "oh he's just some lanky bottom twink, he couldnt overpower me, in fact I'm scared i might hurt him, he's delicate" but like HONEY HE CAN SUPPORT HIS ENTIRE BODY WEIGHT BY JUST HIS ARMS OR THIGHS. He's a FIT twink.

-ive said it before but uh once Angel Has It Bad Enough, like Bad Bad Bad, he's over here, "oh Daddy, I'm just soOoOo scared uxu ya know my buddy Reader, that one ya think is cute? Well, he was drinkin' earlier and he mentioned wanting to move FAR away and he wouldn't tell me WHERE 🥺 I'm just so worried he won't be able to take care of himself, you know, what, with all that trauma about his FATHER and-- oh he didn't tell you? He's really vulnerable to BIG. SCARY MEN and im wooooorrrrrriiiied, what if he gets hurt, talk to him Daddy PleeeeEEeEease? 🥺" like. He might still hate Val's fucking guts but he's high on coke and watching Valentino put some real inches in you and he's having the most explosive guilt-filled nut of his entire afterlife

-im sorry I'm just picturing Reader being like "I'm not fucking gay, fuck off, leave me alone" and Velvette just not even looking up from her phone, "I saw you using that $200 hand cream. You're so deep in the closet you're finding Christmas presents"

"I'm not fucking gay" "amorcito I've seen the pants you like to wear. No straight men wears those"

"I told you guys I'm not into men!!" "That's what I thought too until I met Al- VAL! Until I met VAL! [OuO']"

Then one night you're off work and none of the Vees or even Angel know where you're at and they wind up in a club and, there you are, getting absolutely fucking wasted, on top of one of the counters, you know those clubs that have random pokes everywhere, and you're dancing, you're getting real zesty with it, you're dropping your ass, and here's Valentino jumping to his feet pointing a finger, "so you DO know how to pole dance!!!" and your fate is sealed from there on in 💀💀💀

#yandsre hazbin hotel #hh #yandere hellaverse #yandere x reader #sinprompts

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princessfroslass · 10 months ago

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I am glad HuskerDust it's a slow burn because I want to see them being best friends and shit- but I am clawing at my enclosure on the thought of Established!Huskerdust. Like call me corny but if Loser, Baby's visuals taught me anything is that they would be stupidly cute- like that is kind of what happens when you keep everyone at arms leghts but the one person that gets you.

Just imagine: Husk purring whenever Angel scratches him at the ear/general physical affection; Angel trying new cute fits everyday just to fish for compliments from his BF; the CUDDLES UGH THEY ARE BOTH SO FURRY SO IN KNOW THAT SHIT IT'S FLUFFY-; Angel always sitting on the Bar Top waiting for Husk to close up so they can go to bed; Husk actively keeping himself up to wait for Angel to finish his shifts and have someone to receive and check on him; Husk begrudgingly looking after Fat Nuggets and slowly fall in love with him as Angel just gush at the background; Angel taking ALL THE PICS- most of he shows on his Social Media, but he has an embarrassing amount of pics hanging on his wall of their most intimate moments- and of Husk just sleeping; everytime they go out of the Hotel, Husk is super on edge of how every single sinner they come across keep catcalling Angel (at best) and while he knows he can handle it, doesn't stop him from putting a protective wing around him and growling- growling alot; HAND HOLDING- if the dance section in Loser, Baby taught me anything is that Husk's paws are big enough to hold all four of Angel's and that makes me feel a certain type of way....; THEY GROOM EACH OTHER- Angel uses actual hair/skin-care products and Husk just.....Cat.; Did you know that Male Spiders make a sorta of sound that it's very similar to purring? Letting that out there; They are both from the early 1900s so they do the old couple thing where they vibe to old tunes and dance when alone; Charlie ships them- she is just happy to know Angel is actively seeking for normal human connections and that Husk ain't so dead inside; Cherrie is a bit wary of it at first because y'know, the last time Angel "dated" someone....it was fucking Valentino, but eventually warms up to him and even finds him a cool drinking buddy; they call each other baby on the regular- no I won't accept otherwise, I REFUSE; Husk it's the only one that calls Anthony by his actual name- but he still calls him Angel, though most like a cute petname rather that.... y'know, a weird reference to how he died; Angel had the habit of throwing himself out of high stages and shit because he knows that Husk will always catch him- and reprimanded him, but still catch; They go flying together and it's amazing and freeing and totally A New Whole World Vibes; they spend alot of lazy mornings chilling naked without actually doing anything but cuddle- it's mostly an indirect way from Husk to show Angel that he can be on his birthsuit in front of him and nothing he doesn't agree to will happen- but also because they are fucking furries I know that shit it's warm; they just love each other very much and I love them.

#hazbin hotel #angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #huskerdust #i just *squeals onto a pillow*

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lqfiles · 7 months ago

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BITCH DID YOU HEAR THE JOHHNY AND HAECHAN ALLEGATIONS LFMAOSONF

YES I DID 😭😭😭 i actually feel really bad for haechan specifically because he is always the target of these weirdos and ssngs, literally yesterday there was dating rumours between him and hsh the weirdo, and now some random girls are making allegations.

(which i doubt is true because 1) i doubt they are stupid enough to not make them sign ndas that come with heavy legal actions 2) the “proof” they have is literally just VERY vague images that are meant to allude to them being in their hotel room, literally nothing else. 3) nctzens will believe anything that’s written in korean or japanese like i could make a new account and say me and jaemin are dating in korean with vague pics and they will eat it upppp

haechan needs to stand on business and take legal actions against these fads that keep toying with his personal life, like idc if SM is not letting him, FHESE PEOPLE NEED TO LEAVE MY HAEBEAR ALONE. in the meantime we just have to report these losers 😭

JUSTICE FOR MY HAEBEAR and johnny

#asks.#from anon #FREE MY BABYBEAR FROM THESE FADS #idk why j wrote so much plsss i am really big haechan shooter if you couldn’t tell

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Wait wait wait please tell me more about Kieran and Javier timewarp plsplspls do they go on manfailure dates. Will they go on fishing trips. Does the timewarp vdl gang own a shitty little kayak like they deserve? Need to see Kieran and Javier being losers in love traversing modern times

THEY ARE MY ENDGAME because this is johnigail charthur era but i need my boys to find happiness.

kieran having been in modern era for 12 years when javier gets there. he may be a loser and also neurodivergent but he's so much more relaxed and confident than the gang ever got to see him be. grew his hair longer learned what a razor is and keeps his beard more even length even if his moustache is never more than like kitten whispers. healthy weight functional muscle from walking (drunk sprinting) and gardening like he's thriving

and javier's like having a rough time y'know he just wants to be around the gang all the time. he has felt so alone pretty much since the gang broke up and he's really ashamed of the fact he gave up his/Dutch's ideals and started working for the government for the sake of saving his own skin. and the general learning modern era stuff. most of the gang are busy with their lives though so kieran is accidentally the one who has to show him around?

javier has a type. and kieran very confidently taking his hand with a smile and saying they had to hold hands crossing the road? tall pasty manfailure with ratty dark hair? javier is panicked he is screaming oh no he's hot. it's a constant game of 'is he flirting or is he being socially dense' and javier is about to rip his hair out which kieran finds hilarious and adorable. its completely intentional. kieran is very honest, will fall in love with anyone he finds beautiful and thinks dad bod timewarped rdr1 javier is every bit as damned fine as rdr2 javier.

look they are disasters okay they're disasters in queer genderless human forms. javier went from still holding onto an on-and-off relationship with john pre-1899 that relied on codes and discretion not for being gay but because john was still trying to work things out with abigail (javier was so in love he just accepted being treated like that!!) to blushing at spontaneous pda because kieran glanced over and remembered how handsome his boyfriend is. getting told i love you seventeen times a day. doing something stupidly mundane only to hear 'pretty' from across the room and kieran just watching with the goofiest in love smile on his face. not only how flustered javier gets but also has he ever been in a relationship where he was loved as much as he loved someone? trying not to cry as he catches his semi-verbal boyfriend practising spanish so they can talk in javier's first language because NO ONE IN THE GANG EVER TRIED TO LEARN SPANISH EVEN THOUGH HE DIDN'T SPEAK A WORD OF ENGLISH WHEN HE MET THEM

javier's loyalty also meaning he is the biggest advocate for anything kieran needs to support his neurodivergency?? using the famous 'make grown men piss themselves' glare before staff can even comment on kieran bringing his snacks to a fancy tapas place on date night. also knowing exactly what makes safe foods safe and being able to offer mouthfuls of new foods that kieran might like or very honestly say 'do not touch you will be physically disgusted by this'. both considering a perfect romantic evening fishing. just quietly fishing lost in sharing tips and bait and the total bliss of one another's company. couple pic looks like american gothic with both of them completely blank and holding fish. nestled on the couch watching tv in spanish because kieran has his headphones on and doesn't listen anyway but really enjoys it. javier replacing the weighted blanket. kieran being taller and just picking javier up if something his brain detects as a threat happens because protect loved one comes first and javier trying trying to assure him the small yappy dog is not a threat to their lives but also almost tearing up because imagine someone loving him enough to actively try and keep him safe

it started ironic but their song is literally fish by craig campbell and javier will sing it while playing guitar despite neither one of them particularly enjoying country music but loving that song. the gang are mortified and see kieran as an innocent soft bean of purity who doesn't understand the song is not about fishing. not only is he fully aware but that is exactly why it is their song. trust they have the best sex life in timewarp. just losers with trauma and seperation anxiety who are completely devoted to each other, actually listen to one another so sincerely and never have to be worried about being left behind or forgotten again

to the second point annabelle being the big cheese wealthy woman of the group bought hosea a very modest aluminum boat with a low power engine because he's getting too old for rowing and she knows he does enjoy fishing. john will not touch it with a 10 foot pole he is convinced it is going to sink at any second when someone is reeling in a fish all other passengers have to move to the other side for balance and despite opportunities to buy significant better ocean vessels hosea loves the ss old girl. they can pry his shitty boat from his cold dead hands. so many happy, good, new memories he's formed with the gang in post time-warp.

#rdr2 timewarp au #kieran duffy #javier escuella #javier x kieran #kiervier

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You've done hcs in the last for ponys seasonal depression, but maybe some hcs for papercut as adults celebrating the holidays at the Curtis house (with the pookie shepards pulling up💗💗) and ponys having hard time and curlys subtly helping him the best he can as to not make a huge deal out of it in front of everyone?? I feel like at one point pony would rest hos forehead on curlys shoulder and it would just be their little moment as curly continues talking with people

OoOoOoOo rubbing my hands together w this one,,,

•ok SO, past few holidays its either they werent able to go cause something always popped up or even if they did, someone else wasnt there for some reason, so it just wasn’t a complete holiday, but this year there was no distractions and everyone was available!!! pony was so happy and it just rubbed off on curly and thats bc he has winter seasonal depression, on TOP of that hes hmesick, so thats kind of a new feeling, boooo👎🏽👎🏽

•curlys also not doing the best bc he just doesnt like winter cause it makes him more homesick (for haiti and tim n angela) and he just hates the cold, plus he has a love hate relationship w it getting dark earlier, but seeing the other happy makes the other more upbeat, so theyre like bouncing off of each other!!!

•literally the days leading up to it, they were planning on things to do together, like lil kids the night before a field trip!! what cutiepies

•pony was telling curly all the things he used to do w during the holidays, especially w his parents, dally, and or johnny, curly knew pony was nostalgic and just liked hearing the stories, does he wish he coulda been there?? yes, but this aint bout him rn

•getting there curly noticed pony was like wayyyy more up beat, he was helping and going around and its like, he knew pony was only acting like this cause this was an equivalent for a high for him, like its more adrenaline than anything, but it wasnt BAD, hes just happy so he let pony do his thing

•bc ponys spent a good long few months w curly, i think this is around the time he accidentally ignores curly for a bit, to spend time w his family, and curly gets it, hes lowkey doin the same, theyre both w that!!! theyre adults about it, no need to have ur eyes on each other 25/8

•however pony had a habit of just, still thinking about the past and not actually enjoying the moment, so curly always has to pull pony in to enjoy, ponys sitting watching ppl bake???pony get ur ass in there, ponys taking the pics of everyone else but not himself??? get in the frame u loser

•curly gives pony the “r u ok” look to pony even when across the room as a check in, if ponys not curly keeps an arm around him so pony doesnt go completely in his mind either that or they go outside for some air

•sometimes curlys PURPOSELY dumb, just for his own entertainment and as much as they know each other, there r momwnts where pony cant tell, and these r one of the times where thats helpful, curly comes over w a fucked up looking cookie and another one w a weiner so they can eat em together and ponys smiling!! he gives curly a look and grin of “r u serious” and curly knows hes succeeded

•curly will tooottalllyyyy stay a couple days over w pony if he wants to stay over for a couple more days, curly doesnt mind a bit, even encourages it, if pony doesnt ask, curly will ask if he wants to anyways

•”y r u guys alone in ponys old room” “we were just talking, lol” whole time pony was losing energy being around everyone and wanted to b alone for a sec, they were sitting in silence and curly came up w that lie

•and ur so right, that would happen!!! curly wasnt rlly looking at pony, he just felt him do that and just went w it, pony felt like everything kinda slowed down, but he was fine, for the first time that whole month!!!

#curly shepard #ponyboy curtis #purly #PaperCut ship

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hockeyandhrsepwr · 2 years ago

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Some Pre Abu Dhabi Chaos

Je T'aime series

Jack Hughes x F1 driver reader

**series is set in 2024 & Danny, Seb & mick are still on the grid**

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pha5ed · 1 year ago

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Crushing on You || LifeSteal Headcannons

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: none

members :: mapicc, parrot, zam, spoke, vitalasy

Mapicc

In denial about his crush for super long, might never admit to it

Anyone who accuses him of liking you instantly gets their base blown up

He tries super hard to seem cool in-front of you but he’s a natural loser

One time he tried to flex his Fortnite skills on you… That’s the best and only rizz he got

Anytime you’re in a call with him, he starts try-harding at everything, pvp, building, anything

The entire server calls him out for this but just says he’s naturally good

If you two ever end up in a call alone, expect a lot of painful attempts of flirting

“Haha I bet you’re so short in person”

Definitely insults you a shit ton 24/7

You don’t know that he’s joking and start to think he actually hates you at one point

Bro will say the most foul stuff to you but if you dare say one thing back he either attempts to insult you back or leave the call and cry

Tries so HARD to get you to do couple stuff with him without actually saying

“Wow these two profile pics are so cute… I wish I had someone to match with me…”

If you do match with him, he screenshots it and smiles to sleep

“Hey I’m getting some necklaces and there’s a buy one get one free deal… do you want one?”

If you accept, he’ll never take the necklace off and if he sees you wearing he’ll try to sneakily take a pic of you wearing it

He’s not the type to confess online, he’ll definitely wait till VidCon or TwitchCon to confess to you in person

During his confession he’s super scared and nervous

His palms get sweaty and you can see his pit stains

When he does confess, it’s really sweet and simple

He thinks long speeches about emotions are too sappy and uncool

When you say yes he’s so happy, so so so happy

Definitely a great bf :)

Parrot

He doesn’t fall for anyone super fast, you two were definitely besties before he started liking you

When he realizes he likes you, he’s not sure what to do with himself

He’s not a flirty type at all

He might projectile vomit if he has to flirt

Does his best to research what to do and how to get you to like him back

Any time you’re in call he’ll ask stiff ass questions just to learn more about you

“Uh… Okay weird question but how many creases are on your neck?”

After you answer any question, he write it down. Not on a google doc but on PAPER

You can hear his nerdy ass writing with his old wooden pencil

He only wants to confess in person, hates the idea of an online confession

When you meet irl, he uses all of the data he collected to look like the perfect guy for you

But in reality, you already liked him so this made no difference

When he does confess to you, it’s super sweet and kinda cliche

Gives you flowers and chocolate, then gives the most simple yet sincere confession he can muster

Of course you accept :) And oh my god he’s so happy

He definitely rants about you on Parrot Shorts 24/7

Zam

Doesn’t know he likes you but he definitelyyy acts a lil different around you

He stills acts like himself but you get special treatment

Zam’s history of betraying people doesn’t apply to you, he can’t bring himself to do that

You guys call all the time but neither of you notice how your calls have gone a platonic tone to romantic tone

The shift was so subtle and slow

It’s like you guys automatically started acting like a married couple

One day, Pangi accidentally introduces you as Zam’s gf/bf and it suddenly clicks in his head

After Pangi says that he finally realizes that he likes you!!!

Doesn’t know what to do and decides to ask Pangi for advice

Pangi’s advice is basic, “just be yourself, be nicer, blah blah blah”

Zam listens to the advice but now he’s super stiff and uptight

You notice it and think that he’s mad at you

He quickly denies this and starts over explaining everything that he’s thinking

“- And then when Pangi said you were my gf/bf it suddenly clicked and I was like ohmygosh I like (y/n) that’s so crazy I mean how could I not but- . . . ”

Accidentally confesses

You gotta say yes, poor guy is so stressed out over it

Once you say yes, he starts cheering and asking “Really? Like for real?”

Shows you off to his close friends but doesn’t want your relationship to be toooo public cause of weird fans

Spoke

There’s not a single though behind those eyes

This man doesn’t know he likes you and will never confess

You’ve been best friends for agesss, at least 3+ years

Everything between you feels so natural and it’s almost like you grew up with each other

Everyone always asks if he likes you or vice versa and he always goes “Nahhh!”

But secretly, you and Spoke made a pact to get married at 30 if you’re both single

Everyone ships you together and he just laughs it off and says “Ha!! That’s so dumb” while your both on your daily 14 hour call with each other

When you meet in person he’s surprisingly touchy, but you don’t mind

But, when he sees the other members start to be friendly and touchy with you he goes : 🤨 that’s my job 😡

Starts to get protective and jealous over you and isn’t sure why

One day you get pissed off at him for ruining your conversation with someone and you angrily ask him, “Why do you care who I talk to?! Do you like me or something?!”

And both of you go . . .

The gears in his heads finally start working but they stop after like 2 seconds and he goes “Well duh we’re best friends!”

You cut him off by confessing your love for him

Bro straight up goes “ :O whaaaat no way”

He accepts happily and nothing changes between you two since you were basically already dating

Vitalasy

Your videos always so super well and they’re kinda similar to Vitalasy

He asks if you want to collab and you agree

While recording and plotting for your video, you two hit it off super well

At first he treats you like any normal friend but once the call ends he gets all giddy

Tries to snap himself out of it but he can’t stop smiling

Aww shoot… he likes you

He doesn’t want to seem desperate, how could he only know you for like 6 hours and instantly like you

Starts day dreaming about your future together and what house you’d have and-

No stop it! It’s too soon!!!

Decides the only way to combat these feelings, is by being the biggest jerk alive to you

Starts playfully bullying you and teasing you all the time

But his insults are so weak that you can instantly tell he doesn’t mean a word he says

He can’t help but always ask to call you, play games, and plot more videos

You two stream together all the time to the point where everyone’s surprised if he does a solo stream

Surprising has okay-ish rizz and is pretty smooth at times

One night, you two are calling like always and he’s about to sleep

Right before he sleeps he says “I love you”, making you get flustered from it and say “what???”

“I love you, you know that already�� He says again

He instantly knocks out and the next morning he sees you’re still on call

When you wake up too, you ask him about it and he’s shocked at his own rizz

“Oh sorry for saying that, that’s so weird bruh I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable-”

But then you confess too :)

After that, he’s shocked but confesses to you in a long ass ramble

Now you’re dating and literally no one is surprised

Twitter goes crazyyyyy about you two tho

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Unravel Yourself Before Me ⛓️ Chapter 6 - The Exposé▸Shigaraki x femReader

Chapter Summary:

◤“Are you serious right now? Me being scared shitless means I’m into him? Did you hit your head on the way here?” you ask, starting to feel actually annoyed.

“But it’s not just that and you know it!” They smack your arm, beautiful eyes boring into yours and peering at your soul.

Of course it isn’t just that, but you’d never admit you feel anything for this fucked-up asshole to anyone, let alone your own damn self. ◢ Setting: University AU - No quirks (unless degenerate personalities count) Tags: Slow burn, Eventual Smut, Unhealthy/Toxic Relationships, Humiliation, Mentally Ill Reader, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Enemies to ??? Warning: Dead Dove – Do Not Eat | Mind the tags TW: Implied Su/Self H, Dubcon, Reader has a super shitty past like actually, Shigaraki Tomura is his own warning.

AO3 Crosspost | Chain Divider by firefly-graphics

Chapters: One • Two • Three • Four • Five • Six • Seven

Chapter 6 - The Exposé

All the noise, the chatter, the people—they drown out the silence as you sit like a loser in the corner of the busy shop, waiting.

With your leg bouncing—one of your many nervous tics—you cast an anxious look around you, unable to shake the feeling that everyone is watching you, even off campus. You’re hiding behind the safety of your hood, blankly seeing people going about their day, while you were waiting for Taylor to show.

“Girl, if we’re going to discuss fucked-up shit again, I really need something to sweeten it up” is what they told you over the phone, after your little mental breakdown in the hallway.

So they picked their favorite—and unfortunately a really fucking popular—bubble tea store in the area, for the both of you to have a talk in.

You’re torn between periodically checking your watch, your phone, or your surroundings, visibly on edge as you alternate doing so.

Conjuring whatever your therapist—or reddit post—told you to do when you’re having a huge panic attack and you’re not home, you begin taking deep breaths. You focus on the things around you first, the different smells, the people. The wallpaper that's slightly torn, in the corner where you’re sitting.

You look around, try your goddamn best, and unsurprisingly—it doesn’t fucking work.

It doesn’t, because save for your three different types of anxiety medication you take every day, nothing fucking works. You stopped taking heavy meds after you figured the worst of everything had passed, after life finally became somewhat stable, somewhat bearable.

So instead, you ride that nauseating wave of anxiety pulsating within you, and wait as patiently as you fucking can for it to just stop.

Shigaraki managed to do a number on you today, because you made sure you took off as soon as he’d left, not having the stomach to bump into more horny, borderline assailant creepy jocks anymore.

It was more than enough that your phone was blowing up with an incredibly stupid amount of assholes, messaging you, harassing you at regular intervals, and sending you enough dick pics to last you a lifetime. All in the span of a single fucking day.

You wanted to turn your phone off, but unfortunately, it was also the only way to contact Taylor outside the comfort of your PC, so you ended up just muting it, turning the notifications off and sucking it the fuck up until you got home today.

Your friend still had classes that they were eager to skip, in order to hurry and meet with you, but you managed to convince them to stay by compromising—hence your sitting down in an overrated bubble tea store, right in the middle of a crisis.

With a sigh, you sip on your plain black coffee, scrolling through social media and passing as much time as you can before you even have to think about dealing with him. Luckily, it didn’t take more than an hour, and the movement you see from the corner of your eye is a familiar one.

Taylor is dressed up in a slutty black mesh crop-top and a high-waisted pair of black leggings. A few flashy accessories and a pair of sunglasses sitting snug on top of their head, are complementing their skimpy club outfit nicely.

“You do realize winter starts in like a month, slut?” you ask, a knowing smile playing on your lips, pure relief coating your gaze at the sight of them before you.

You’re not alone, you’re not alone, you’re not alone.

Not this time.

“Oh yeah? Well how about—you shut the fuck up? It’s fucking winter all year ‘round for you, bitch!” They smile back at you, but a thought seems to cross their mind and their expression slips back into one of concern. “Are you doing okay, babe?”

“I’ll manage. Do you wanna order now, or?”

“It’s fiiine, I can always steal from yours and order later.” They wink at you, yoinking your drink before your very eyes, and you watch in horror as a major crime is about to unfold, right in front of you.

“Hold! Dude, it’s—”

“Eeww! Gross! How can you even drink this shit?!” Your friend basically throws the drink back at you, splashing some on the table and immediately getting back up to order.

You look at them through half-lidded eyes and speak in a bored tone, “If you would’ve asked first, I could have told you what it was.”

Taylor shows you the bird, mouths a ‘fuck yourself’ and makes their way to the counter to order. “Aaand we don’t know what he’s talking about? Like, at all?” they say, sipping on their milk caramel white tea diabetes and asks you.

“Nooo fucking clue. He kept talking like a goddamn psycho about this ‘pReSeNT’—” you reply, doing air quotes and mocking his stupid fucking voice, “—he’s got for me. I don’t know where, or what it is. Half expecting to find a dead body in front of my place today, tbh.”

“Hmm, guess we’ll have to wait and find out. Sucks, but there’s not much we can do, babe.”

Then, your friend starts eyeing you curiously, seemingly weighing something in their mind. You roll your eyes.

“Shoot. You’re not done.”

As if possessed, Taylor instantly lights up and throws a series of incredibly inadequate questions at you.

“Okay, okay, so—what did he smell like? Everyone says he looks like he doesn’t shower, and wears the same clothes all the time! Is it true? I’ve only seen him from a distance. And, and, oh! Do you think he’s interested in you? There’s no way he’s not, right? I mean he was fucking with you, but I’ve never heard of him interacting with anyone like that—getting all close and personaaal, pinning them to the freaking wall! Two times?! C’mon!” They go off, giggling, as if Shigaraki was truly just a misunderstood guy, a hopeless romantic, and not a rich psychopath who gets off on breaking people's bones and making girls cry.

If your friend notices the blatant shock on your face, they don’t react to it.

“So, I have a theory, okaaay? I think… that he kind of likes you? I mean I heard he’s beaten the shit out of female students before, for literally less than the shit you pulled, so he’s definitely cutting you slack. Oh, right! How come you didn’t pepper spray his ass? You never hesitated before.” A snicker escapes them when they can’t help but imagine it. “Bet it would’ve been so fucking funny to blind Shigaraki Tomura! He’d literally fucking kill you. Gasp! Do you think he’d screech?!”

You sigh, shaking your head and looking out of the window. “I fucking can’t with you.”

“Well?” They cast an expectant glance in your direction, waiting for you to respond until a frustrated exhale escapes your lips.

“Fuck, okay. You’re lucky I’m short on friends,” you say, as if you had any friends at all, and your gaze turns into a playfully irritated one, making them wiggle their perfectly-shaped tattooed eyebrows at you. “First of all, you have to stop humanizing him. He’s literally just a psycho.”

“A psycho you’re into,” they shamelessly add, batting their fake eyelashes innocently. You blink at them, taken aback by their audacity. “C’moon, all these years I’ve known you and this guy is the first who’s doing a number on you? Just look at you! You’re not acting like yourself! Be fucking for real, girl.”

“Are you serious right now? Me being scared shitless means I’m into him? Did you hit your head on the way here?” you ask, starting to feel actually annoyed.

“But it’s not just that and you know it!” They smack your arm, beautiful eyes boring into yours and peering at your soul.

Of course it isn’t just that, but you’d never admit you feel anything for this fucked-up asshole to anyone, let alone your own damn self.

“Listen, you can lie to yourself as much as you want, babe, but I’ve been around for way too fucking long for you to be able to hide that shit from me. Just sayin’.”

You roll your eyes and click your tongue.

“Whatever, you asshole.”

Taking a sip of your bitter drink, you start mentally preparing yourself to entertain your crazy bitch of a friend. They nod excitedly, waiting for you to continue.

It’s like they completely forgot the entire reason you’re here right now, but you brush it off because this is nothing new to you. You’ve known them long enough to know that, despite their perfect popular appearance, they still have flaws. Major flaws. And frankly it didn’t bother you.

“Dunno. I don’t think he doesn’t shower—and who the fuck cares if he wears the same clothes everyday? I do too? Are people seriously that fucking shallow?” you ask, brow furrowing at the nasty shit that Taylor and their peers seem to talk behind his back. “He smells fine. No B.O, just cigs and uh… cologne, maybe.”

You leave out the part where you don’t think you’ve smelled any sort of perfume on him before today, looking warily at your friend, who’s toying with the rim of their cup, using the tips of their forty dollar acrylic nails.

“And how the fuck should I know if he’s into me? He’s fucking weird all the time. His eyes are—when he looks at me… I don’t know. It’s intense. Like that bastard already knows everything about you and still expects you to disappoint him in some way. It’s really fucking weird, I’ve never met anyone like that before, so he is special, alright,” you scoff before continuing, “Also, kind of fucked that you believe some rumors and parrot the same shit your friends say. You literally said you don’t know him personally, and I bet none of your fake ass friends know him either.”

You shouldn’t defend him. You know you shouldn’t defend him, but you can’t fucking help it when you’ve been through the same shit your whole life. People just like to say things, and maybe some of the things they’ve said are true, but—

“What? Bitch I literally know someone who just looked at him wrong, and came back the next day with a broken arm and his dad losing his job. Don’t give me that.”

“Oh? Looked at him wrong, huh? He for sure didn’t say he looked weird, called his outfit shit, or made fun of his scars and skin problems, right? No way he’d said something disrespectful to his face, like the fact that he maybe doesn’t shower. The fuck you on? I’ve seen the way people look at him at school.”

Taylor narrows their eyes at you, scoffs and looks away.

A pang of anxiety replaces your irritation and you’re about to try to smooth things over, when they finally reply.

“Okay, fine. The guy thought it would be funny to steal his watch and prove he can get away with it. He lied to us too, by the way. But it’s not like he didn’t fuck with you too! He’s literally pushed you and invaded your privacy, threatened you and acted like a creep! And god knows what he was referring to earlier!” They fold their arms defensively.

Your friend is right, he does seem like an unpredictable individual, and you shouldn’t defend him over them. After all, you still haven’t told them about the ugly bruises.

“Sorry,” they begin, a remorseful look on their face and your eyes widened. “I shouldn’t have said all that. I know people acted like shit around you too in highschool. Still think that you should be careful, though. He’s violent and scary and I know I was messing around earlier, saying he’s interested in you, but I said that because no one has seen him with anyone on campus. Not unless they got into a fight. He’s acting super weird around you.”

You glance at the (now cold) drink in your hands and your shoulders slump forward. “It’s fine. I’m… sensitive because he’s scared me, and it pisses me off how weak I am. I thought I got over most of my mommy and daddy issues, but it only took a bigger asshole to bring them out of me again.”

Honestly, you wish you had the courage to beat his ass even if it meant he’d be beating yours in return. That way it would at least feel like you’ve tried.

“Honey, no. No, no, no. You’re not weak.” Taylor replies, your eyes becoming wet as they take your hands in theirs and their soft voice melts your heart. “You’re like, the strongest bitch that I know.”

“Shut up.” You look away, frowning with a blurry vision, as your tears threaten to spill over.

They squeeze your hands softly, expression full of understanding. “I’m serious. We’ll figure this whole thing out, okay? Sorry for being nosey, that was really fucked of me.”

“It’s fine, that’s not the issue. I’m just really tired, I think.”

It’s definitely not fine, but you know they mean well.

Your thoughts were running at a hundred miles per hour now, exhaustion catching up with your foggy brain.

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Click —

You unlock the door to your apartment and look around to see if anything’s out of place. Maybe even for a dead body that wasn’t so out of the question anymore.

You double and triple check, going into every room two or three times. Everything’s where it’s supposed to be, and no one seems to have broken into your apartment yet.

If you somehow went back to the version you were this morning, you’d find the way you act right now to be kind of silly.

You were not, though, not anymore, and you know better now. After a well deserved warm shower, you sit down on your cheap thirty-dollar IKEA chair and boot your PC up. You decide that for the next few hours, gaming will be your best coping mechanism for all the stress you’ve gone through today, while you sit around, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

You only manage to get through a couple of hours though, watching the timer of your League queue go up when your phone goes off. After pushing one side of your headset off of your right ear, you pick up.

“Yeah? I thought I saw you like five minutes ago, did you really miss me that much?” you joke, but it falls super flat when you hear Taylor exhale your name shakily.

Alarms were suddenly going off in your head.

“What? What’s wrong? Are you okay?!”

Did he do something to them?!

“H-Hey, um. C-Can you check—S-Sorry, it’s really hard to speak right now,” they choke up.

Your own voice starts shaking and you frown at your white walls. “That’s okay, it’s okay. T-Take your time, I’m here. I’m listening. Should I come over?”

“N-No, hold on. Okay.” They take a deep breath before going on, “Do you remember t-that social media platform for college kids in our city? The popular one. T-The one where I hooked up with that douchebag who asked me to peg him, five minutes into our date?” Taylor took a pause and sniffled. “You didn’t wanna make an account because it was ‘normie shit’ and ‘a waste of time’, r-remember?”

“Yes? Taylor, what the fuck’s happening? Get to the point, please.”

“W-Well, I’ll send you my login info now, and you can c-check it yourself, hold on.”

You hear plastic nails tapping in quick succession on what you assumed was the screen of their phone.

“Can you tell me alread—”

“Hold on! Y-You have to see this, I—I really can’t,” they say, sniffling again and your brows pinching even more.

While waiting, your leg once again starts bouncing anxiously and your phone finally gets pinged. You put your friend on speaker, quickly typing in the address and login on your PC.

“So? What am I supposed to see?”

“J-Just keep scrolling, you’ll find it. I’m so fucking sorry, honey. We’ll go to the dean’s office, or the police… w-we’ll—fuck—we’ll get this sorted out, okay?” your friend attempts to reassure you, but they sounded like they needed it more right now.

You scroll for a while, still having no clue about what you’re supposed to find, listening to Taylor mumble some more and scrolling through random post after random post of annoying frat guys your friend follows, exes, friends, etcetera.

“I still don’t know what I’m supposed to—”

Until your eyes zone in on it, your first and last name displayed at the top of the post. [ Hiiii everyone!!! I’m the hot emo chick in your computer science class at Weston NexTech! ]

* Click Image Attachment

You swallow emptily, clicking on the first attachment.

Dread fills your lungs and suddenly—you’re unable to breathe.

What greets you is your barely legal self. Staring back at you.

It’s a selfie—your selfie—arm hooked under one of your legs, and pulling it upwards, while you use your other to raise the strap of your thong, teasing the viewer… your ‘boyfriend’ at the time.

It all clicks at once and you immediately understand what this is—

Revenge porn.

[ So, I bet that got your attention, right? Hehe! You better read closely now!

I’m making a post here because I’m suuuuper fucking bored,

and I was hoping you guys could cheer me up! :3 ]

* Click Image Attachment

“Babe? Y-You okay?”

“Hold on,” you reply snappily, feeling the tips of your digits turning painfully cold.

Your bare ass is on display in the second image, bent over the bed and looking back at the camera. Your stomach twists with heavy nausea.

You remember these pictures.

[ I’ve never done this before, but I looove attention <3 and

since you guys have got nothing to lose, we should all play

a game, okay?! Yaay!

I’ve always been shy and I thought it

would be fun to get to know everyone before

I graduate, so this little honor student

is going to cut you a deal, yeah? ]

* Click Image Attachment

You thought that maybe Taylor hung up on you, but in reality you just stopped being able to hear anything.

With your heart pounding wildly, you glance at the engagement and notice there are about two thousand people who’d liked the fucking thread.

Two whole thousands, and the thread doesn’t even fucking end there.

[ At the bottom of the thread you can find my email

and phone number! :D

And who knows, if it’s going really well, maybe I’ll even invite you over to my place!!!

Or depending on how this goes, I could share my

address with everyone! Wouldn’t that be fun? ]

* Click Image Attachment

Suddenly, a lot of today’s events start making sense to you.

The random phone calls, the spam emails, the people looking at you funny and jocks almost sexually assaulting you on the way to class.

[ You better hurry now, before it’s too late

and I change my mind! Hehe!

I’ll be posting new clips every Tuesday, at 11 PM,

make sure to watch them all!

So please, please, please! Text me, call me, or

hit me up IRL! I’d like to get to know as many of you hotties as I can <3

Keep in mind that I’m shy and I like assertive guys,

so don’t worry if I say no! I really, really like rough roleplay

as you can see below!

Till next Tuesday and thank you for the likes!!! <3 ]

* Play video

You must’ve shifted realities, because your body stopped feeling like your own.

Why were you here again?

Ah, because you decided to cut Shigaraki out of your project.

Or maybe because he’d asked to play with you and you were too stunned to respond to him.

Would you have played with him if the stun wore off that time, if he’d asked again? Probably not.

So then, you’re here because the two of you met at the convenience store, way back.

What had you said to him that day? Couldn’t you have just gotten out of the way like a normal human being? But he wasn’t mad the next day when he’d met you in class.

That means you must have fucked up badly, multiple times, right?

This is your fault. It’s always your fault.

But there’s no time for that, because you partially tune into reality again, and now you can hear Taylor crying softly on the speaker of your phone.

With a shaky grip on your mouse, you press play on the clip and the first noise you hear is your dealer fumbling with the camera, trying to set it up.

It’s been years.

This was a different time of your life, one that you’d like so desperately to erase from your brain, from your history.

You were high, and not on life, no.

You’re high on something crazy, like heroin. It was one of the first videos too, you remember. You can tell by the amount of scars and bruises you can see on yourself. And you’d let your dealer… your sort-of-ex, take pictures of your body as another form of payment, after sexual favors became too boring for him.

But it didn’t stop at that.

No, that was only the start. He’d started recording videos of the two of you fucking—really low quality amateur pornos—and then, as the months passed, he’d realized he could talk you into trying pretty much anything if he dangled the right prizes in front of your eyes.

You were way younger, really fucking stupid, always under the influence, with no safety-net and constantly daring life over and over to really mess you up. It meant you didn’t give a fuck about your situation, of some insignificant videos or pictures… at least at first.

If anything you used to like the attention from him.

From anyone.

But that all had changed, once you started cleaning up your act, once you were able to become confident again. You made him delete all of them, you really did, but the bastard must have had backups, something that did cross your mind at the time, but you thought—hoped—that he at least wouldn’t share them with anyone. He was a coward and a criminal after all. One that you had a lot of dirt on, in case he decided to fuck you over.

It should’ve been fine, you should’ve been safe.

Unless someone like Shigaraki managed to get a hold of him, threatening or paying him off to get what he wanted. Yeah, that must’ve been it.

But you haven’t gotten the slightest clue as to how he put two and two together to find your ex. You’d almost completely changed your identity since.

However, that must not matter for someone of Shigaraki’s caliber, because you’re now staring at the evidence that more than half of your university has had access to.

“Taylor,” you say in a monotone voice, a quiet tear escaping you.

“Y-Yes? Hun, I’m s-sorry. I’m r-really so-rry.”

Pain thrums through your cells and your chest hurts. You don’t know how to comfort them.

You don’t know how to comfort your fucking self.

“It’s… not the full video. He’s—he’s splitting it into parts. He’s planning to fuck with me by posting them week by week before class, so that he’ll be able to gauge my reaction. Like an actual psychopath.”

Your eyes glide over the thread quickly once more. Then, again. Reading it over and over.

Ah, he’s insane. Completely, utterly, off-his-fucking-medication insane.

You thought maybe your stupid fucking brain was playing tricks on you but no.

He’d left you a message. In the thread.

He’d actually left you a message.

You open notepad on your PC and write it down, side by side.

[ I bet that got your attention, right?—You better read closely now—I have got nothing to lose—We should play a game—I’m going to cut you a deal—It’s over—Depending on how this goes—I’ll share your address with everyone—You better hurry now, before it’s too late and I change my mind ]

You lose. Game over

Taylor is calling your name. You blink. Twice.

“W-We can go to the dean, right? T-They should understand. W-We’ll go together and—”

“No,” you interrupt, a feeling of numbness washing over you. “I’m not sure they’ll believe me. Plus his dad’s a big shot.”

“Please, we can—we can go to the police! He—He can’t get away with this!”

“It’s fine. I’m hanging up, okay? I’ll try calling him and if that doesn’t work then… I don’t know. I’ll just try calling him.”

“What? No! Don’t! We need the police—please, please, let’s go to the police!”

“You know I can’t do that, Tay. I’ll talk to you later. It’ll be fine,” you lie, cutting them off and hanging up.

Your hands are shaking, as you stare at his name in your contacts list.

‘You lose’ he’d said. ‘Game over’

It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay, you chant in your head. You’ll be okay, you’ve been through worse, you’ll be okay.

Ring.

Ring—

“Yeah?” a hoarse voice replies with a curse under his breath, seemingly distracted, as sounds of a mechanical keyboard bleed through the phone speakers and up against your ear.

“It’s… It’s me.”

Then there was silence.

Until you hear a strange sound. It takes you a good second to realize that he’s fucking giggling.

“Uh-huuuh. What did you want? I’m busy,” he says while your hearing attunes to him mashing his keyboard louder.

You take a deep breath. “Take it down.”

“Hmmm? Take what down? You should be more specific, I’m not really following.” Shigaraki smiles and you could fucking hear it in his voice.

Your eyes screw shut, anger already bubbling within yourself. “You know what I mean, stop playing dumb. Take. It. Down.”

“Aaah, I don’t have time to play games with you, so either get to the point or—”

“What do you want, Shigaraki? Hm?” you growl, quickly losing your patience. “Do you want me to blow you? Sleep with you? What do you want from me?”

“Whoaaaa, what the hell? Chill! Do I look like some desperate fucking loser to you?” he says it, like he doesn't know. “Only idiots would think to fuck ugly bimbos like you, and it seems like you’re pretty much used goods at this point anyways, haha. Honestly, who’d fuck you at all ever again? I’ve seen all the shit your ex did—” He inhales sharply, key taps becoming frantic on the other side of the line. “Fuck! They’re on B, planting! Spinner, fucking TP there, stop wasting time, FUCK! HEY! Do you want to win, or what? Oh, you do? Then fucking LISTEN to me.”

After a long second of him huffing and puffing in your ear, it finally clicks in your brain.

Shigaraki is gaming, playing with his buddies, relaxing while you feel like your life is falling apart for the 1000th time this month.

“Okay,” you finally say.

“Okay? Okay, what?” he scoffs. “You know, you should try a little harder, moron. I told you what to do before, if you want me to help you.” Shigaraki pauses, focusing on his game for another moment. You watch your animated wallpaper turn into a dark screen due to your inactivity—until he snorts. “Yeah, maybe you do enjoy this kind of thing, after all. I wouldn’t really put it past you. After seeing those vids, boy, gotta admit.” He whistles and his mic peaks. “Didn’t think you were the type! Ahh, does the faculty even know? I wonder how they’d react, knowing their adorable little honors student was spending her free time fucking low-level druglords, getting high and recording shitty rape-porn!”

“What I do with my life, in private, is none of your fucking business!” you yell into your phone. “Do you even know how old I was in those? What I fucking went through? Did you not fucking see? Yet you still decide you wanna go ahead and dox me?” you ask desperately, voice cracking multiple times. “What kind of monster are you? How low can you fucking stoop, like actually?”

What were you trying to do? Appeal to his humanity? Does a guy like this even feel empathy? The last few ones in your life didn’t, and they were all really fucked up too. What’s the chance he’d listen? Probably none, but what’s the point in holding back anyways?

“Damn, don’t get emotional, man. Not my fuckin’ problem you let your shitty ass boyfriends fuck you up like that—Fuck, shut up! Wasn’t talking to you, idiot. Yeah, I’m in a call, focus on the fucking game!” he yells at his friends before continuing, “Listen, got anything else to say besides bitching and whining at me? Last I recall, I gave you two fucking options, and so far you’ve chosen to ignore both. So explain to me why I should do anything for you, hm? Make it count, too, ‘cos I’m really tired of hearing you cry in my fuckin’ ears.”

Wow—he was just… wow.

“I’m sorry,” you say honestly, breaking that apology record after all.

“Mm? Come again? Couldn’t hear ya.”

Tomura smiles expectantly.

At last, the breaking point. He’d hoped that ideally, it would’ve happened in class, with you kneeling before him in front of all NPCs to see, but this was okay too. He’s going to cut you a little more slack, you didn’t know who you were dealing with, after all.

See? He can be merciful as well.

Your jaw tightens, eyes becoming glassy with wet sadness for the nth time today.

“I’m fucking sorry, o-okay?”

The weight comes crashing on you all at once, and you finally break down crying in front of the devil himself.

You hear him saying ‘BRB’ and after some shuffling, the line becomes completely silent, save for your pathetic sobs.

Is he just listening to you suffer? Was he that fucking cruel?

“I-I’m sorry for being such a—such a bitch to you in the store—f-for talking to you in class and g-getting you in trouble with the professor. I-I’m really fucking sorry. I didn’t know better,” you sob. “I shouldn’t have—shouldn't have talked out of turn, shouldn’t have upset you—” Your voice cracks and you choke, “I-I wish I’d never talked to you. I was stupid. R-Really, really stupid to cross you. Will you please, please take the thread down? I’ll make sure I’ve learned m-my place. I won't bother you again.”

You sound so pathetic even to your own ears, as you descend into the beginnings of a panic attack. It’s over. It’s all over. Your life is going to be destroyed after this. You’ll lose your scholarship, Taylor will leave you and you’ll finally buy that rope and fucking hang—

He should be feeling thrilled, ecstatic even, now that he’s finally gotten to crush you.

You, with your filthy fucking mouth, always cursing at him, always talking shit and trying to piss him off. You, who are like everyone else in this world, who’ll sneer and think you’re better than him. He’s put you in your place where you belong, like everyone else who tries to fuck with him.

Held back, even.

That’s right, he’s holding back right now. He’s given you a choice and you finally used that stupid brain of yours to take it.

He should be feeling on top of the world, but instead he feels something twisting within him, hearing the broken desperation in your voice.

Ahhh. Anger. He’s feeling anger.

You wished you’d never talked to him? To never bother him again?

Shouldn’t you wish to be nicer? For him to forgive you? For him to like you?

The fuck kind of apology was this? Why were you so fucking clueless?

“That all?” he replies to your sobs, bored and indifferent.

“What?” you whisper.

“Is that fucking all, I asked. Are you fuckin’ deaf now or something?” He raises his voice at you and you flinch.

“I-I don’t u-understand, I’m being genuinely—”

“I DoN’t unDerStaAanD! Fucking—cry more, bitch,” Shigaraki mocks you. “You’re wasting my fucking time, so if that’s all you have to say, I’m hanging up.”

Fuck, he’s let himself become defensive. He’s being irrationally angry right now, losing his cool.

This hurt feels new to him, and he’s only ever felt it around you. That’s right, it’s your fault.

It’s your fault you disrespected him when he’d asked to play with you. It’s your fault you thought you could get away with getting him in trouble, it’s your fault he’s feeling this way right now.

It’s your fucking fault, and he’s angry, so very angry that someone like you is able to get to him, to hurt—

You feel your knuckles turning white from the pressure of your fingertips against the plastic case of your phone.

“Can you stop being a fucking child f-for one f-fucking second, and talk to me so I can understand?!”

“There’s nothing for you to understand. You’re fucking retarded, and I’m gonna make sure you can’t set a single fucking foot outside your house, without feeling scared that rapists and stalkers are camping next to your door. Stupid bitch, maybe I’ll post the entire fucking thing today, give ‘em your address and get it over with,” he grunts, voice low and cold. “I lost the game too, ‘cos of your sorry ass.”

“—really fucking hate you, Shigaraki! But you’re used to people feeling like that about you, aren’t you? Fucking with my life—with people’s lives like you’re some—what? Some god?” you spit, abandoning all your reasoning.

If he’s going to destroy your life too, might as well go down with a fight, right?

“You’re not, though,” you laugh bitterly, million thoughts racing through your head and you feel like your brain is gonna split. “You’re really not. You’re just a… you’re just a pathetic unoriginal asshole, and I can’t fucking believe how stupid I was to let myself—to ever think—to stoop so low and fucking feel like you’re—to fucking like someone like y—”

There’s silence.

And then you hear Shigaraki inhale softly.

Blood drains from your face.

Were you just about to… were you confessing to him?

Stupid, stupid, fucking stupid.

Your thumb hovers over the ‘end call’ button. Fuck this.

“What? What did you—what were you saying?”

“Fuck off,” you whisper, shoulders slumping.

“HEY! Repeat? What did you say? You can’t believe you what?” His voice is eager as he presses you, but you’re already checked out of the conversation.

“I said, go fuck yourself asshole. Pray I kill myself before I have to see you again.”

“If you fucking dare to hang up now, I swear to fucking GOD,” he yells, volume peaking again and you just end the call, turning your phone off and slumping in your chair.

Then, you giggle deliriously at the memory of you defending him a few hours ago.

What were you even saying? Ahh, right! ‘Don’t pick on him because of silly rumors. Don’t say stupid shit if you don’t know him!’

You’re so fucking stupid. Why the fuck did you friendly fire at your best friend of all people? They were right. He’s just a piece of shit. You’d even cried in front of him, begging him to stop. You’d fucking apologized.

Pathetic. That’s all you are. Fucking pathetic.

“Fuck this whole world, honestly,” you whisper to yourself.

Getting up, you grab your phone and use all your force to throw it across the room, hearing it smash against the wall and then fall to the floor. You hope it splintered and broke, the way you feel like your life has.

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