#i couldn't stop laughing this is so fucking ridiculous 😭😭😭😭😭

[starmocha]

I am so aroused.

[urarakasdiary]

-POMEGRANATES

"Would you peel pomegranates for me?" (bnha)

KATSUKI

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" The blond grumbled "Kats, it's a TikTok trend!" you exclaimed, "And what's that got to do with me?" he turned to face you, tilting his head at an angle. Rolling your eyes, you shifted closer to him on the couch, "Apparently, if someone loves you they are willing to peel a pomegranate for you" "Pfft" Katsuki laughed, "Pomegranates and love? That's stupid!" You clicked your tongue in annoyance. He seemed to get the hint as he stopped his ridiculing laugh and looked you in the eye, "Would you peel a pomegranate for me?" you asked again, "That's so dumb, which extra came up with that idea?" "Would you though?" "A thousand of them."

IZUKU

"Huh?" "Would you peel a pomegranate for me Izuku?" you turned to face him, the wind blowing on your face and messing up your hair. "You said you don't like pomegranates" You couldn't help but break into a small smile, "Let's pretend that I like them, would you peel them for me?" "Of course, I would [name]" He returned your smile back to you. He would peel an onion if you asked him to.

SHOTO

"Why, are you craving them right now? let's go to the grocery store then" the heterochromatic boy said with a serious face "Shoto no- Im only asking you. You don't have to buy them for me" you said, shaking your head "Then why'd you ask?" "It's a TikTok trend, it says that if someone loves you they will peel pomegranates for you" "Really?" "Yes" " What about garlic?" You look at him, confused "why?' "I would peel a hundred cloves of garlic if you asked me to" You scrunched your face, still giving him a smile "That sounds horrible! I would never put you through such torture Shoto!"

DABI

"Hm?" He hummed in confusion, you gaze was still stuck on the TV before it slowly shifted towards him "Would you peel a pomegrante for me?" with your head lying on his lap, you asked him. He traced the cartilage of your ear looking straight at you, sending cold shivers down your spine, "I would peel off my own skin if you asked me to, doll" your face scrunched and he laughed at your reaction "don't say that Dabi" "I really would though"

Might've rushed this. Sorry 😔 I really want to get back into writing but there's just so much going on in my life. I barely have time to do my hobbies 😭 I hope that this is at least entertaining to you all and I hope you enjoyed it 💗 If you find any mistakes please do inform me, that would really help me improve my writing! thank you <33

[sukuna-dees-nuts]

@nessieartss i did it again lol

based on this ask and this ask because i couldn't get "rizzless sukuna" out of my head 😭 (and also Maki being one of Sukuna's friends is relevant which is why i tagged that ask)

anyway, please enjoy!!

Edit: part 2!!

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Sukuna can’t keep the scowl off his face as he watches Yuuji from across the courtyard. He watches as his little brother effortlessly jokes with his friends, his face and movements animated enough that they’re clear even from so far away. Yuuji has always been the more charismatic of the two brothers; always the one to make friends first. 

Yuuji throws his head back in laughter, casually throwing his arm around Megumi’s shoulders. Sukuna feels a twinge of jealousy in his gut and he can’t stop the grunt that escapes his throat. 

How ridiculous is he? Getting jealous over nothing. It’s laughable. Sukuna doesn’t get jealous! 

Except… the more he watches his little brother interact with Megumi, the more he finds himself wishing that he could hang out with Megumi—

“Oh fuck me,” he groans, rubbing his hands over his face. 

“What’s got your panties in a twist?” 

Sukuna looks up. Maki takes a seat next to him on the steps, a meticulous brow arched in intrigue. He’s quiet for a moment as he rests his elbows on his knees. While he considers Maki to be one of his closest (and one of his only) friends, Sukuna briefly contemplates brushing his inner turmoil aside. This is her cousin, after all. Would she really want to hear about Sukuna’s stupid crush that he barely acknowledges himself?

Ah, fuck it, he thinks and sits up straighter. 

“How do you ask someone out?”

Maki blinks, taken aback by the question. She holds Sukuna’s gaze as if trying to gauge whether or not he’s being serious. Her mouth presses into a thin line.

“Depends on who you’re wanting to ask out,” she responds with a casual shrug. As she reaches up to fix her ponytail, she asks, “Are you saying that you’ve never asked anyone out before?”

Sukuna sniffs and says nothing, running his tongue over his teeth. His attention turns to his nails, examining them for any chips in the nail polish.

“It’s never been relevant before,” Sukuna grumbles. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Maki shift. She nods slowly with a hum of acknowledgement. 

“So, who is it?” Maki asks.

“Huh?” 

“The person you want to ask out, who is it?” she asks again.

This time, Sukuna hesitates to answer. He’s never been one to be ashamed of his preferences; he always makes his thoughts clear whether it shows on his face or in his words. Like the time when Sukuna argued that the Star Wars franchise was “extremely overrated” and Yuuji nearly had a heart attack (he still hasn’t let it go).

Finally, with a sigh, Sukuna answers in another grumble, “Fushiguro.”

The silence that stretches out between them is loud. Sukuna thinks for a moment that Maki might have gotten up and left. When he looks to the side, he finds that she’s still sitting there, staring at him, an unreadable expression on his face. He fully expects her to start laughing at him, but, she doesn’t. 

Maki continues staring at Sukuna until he narrows his eyes at her, opening his mouth to tell her to just forget about it and fuck off—

“Oh, you’re actually serious,” she huffs. “For a moment I thought you were pulling my leg.”

Sukuna feels his irritation ebb and he rolls his eyes. “Why the hell would I make a joke like that? There are other things I could use to bully you with. Like your stupid glasses. They don’t fit your face.”

Ignoring the comment, Maki goes on, “Fushiguro isn’t one for extravagance. If you really want to ask him out, you should pull him off to the side and ask him privately. He’d appreciate that.” The bell rings, signaling that it’s time for the next class. Maki and Sukuna get to their feet. 

“Also, it would do you well to work on your tactfulness,” the girl adds over her shoulder as she begins to walk away.

Sukuna flips her off. “Fuck you. I’m not asking you for advice anymore.”

He watches as his friend heads back inside before turning his attention back to Megumi who is walking in the opposite direction of his two friends. Sukuna runs a hand through his hair, exhaling a long breath. 

It’s another few seconds of watching Megumi walk before Sukuna’s feet start moving, carrying him in the same direction and he mentally curses at himself again.

Fuck it. Let’s do this.

[elliesmainhoe]

PLAYER TWO

Streamer!Ellie X fem!Reader

Summary: Ellie's introduces you to her stream

(Set early in their relationship and when Ellie's channel was still small 💙)

Contents: fluff, swearing/cursing, body shaming a cat lmao, sitting on Ellie's lap, kisses, references to social anxiety.

Part 2 - Part3

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It had been 6 hours since Ellie had disappeared into the abyss you called your guest bedroom and now Ellie's newly turned office. Her rooms grey walls were plastered in posters of a various games and bands she liked. LED lights ran around the ceiling, usually on the blue setting, sending the hue beaming out through the crack underneath the white paneled door.

Your small ginger cat was scratching irritably at her offices door. "Garfield stop it," you hissed at him, giggling at the ridiculous name Ellie chosen out for your chunky British shorthair.

"Garfield, I'm serious" you hushed at the creature, picking up the skittish chonk from Ellie's door. Garfield let out a loud, dramatic 'Yowww' throwing his head back. you sighed "You really want Ellie cuddles right now huh"

"meow"

"yeah, me too..." You looked at the beautifully majestic ginger chunk of a cat and sighed in pity for yourself. "Fine go in then..." You whispered at him, grabbing the brass handle and slowly nudging the wooden door ajar, letting Garfield scutter in enthusiastically, before shutting the door again.

Ellie was caught off guard as a fuzzy orange thing flung itself onto her lap, making her hands stop button smashing her keyboard angrily.

"Oh hey Garf"

User: Omg he's so cute 😭🥲

User1: Give me the baby. Now.

User2: Bro how did he get in here, didn't Ellie shut her door?

User3: Garf? As in garfield?

Ellie's hands grasped the cat turning him in a Simba like fashion towards the camera.

"This is Garfield, if you couldn't tell he has a super power to walk through walls" she joked, obviously realising that her chat was curious about how he got into the enclosed office.

User 4: He's fat

"Do not talk to my child that way." She snapped sarcastically, covering his ears with her palms "he's plump." She corrected before letting out a breathy laugh.

The cat began purring incredibly loudly, now laying across her keyboard vibrating the desk with every exhale of breath.

She picked up her phone discreetly, texting you a quick.

Ells: Gonna have to gaslight my chat into thinking our cat can phase through walls now.

Ells: Oh the things I do for you

You: He was being so annoying thoughhh

Ells: Garf is never annoying, he is perfect in everyway. You're just in denial.

You :🙄

User5: nah but how did it get in

User6: Ghostcat?!?!?

"Yes this is my ghost cat, it seems like he's going to chill with us for a bit.... Aren't you baby~?" she cooes at the purring creature scratching underneath his chin.

Just outside the closed office door, you were pacing back and forth. Shit... Why the fuck did you let the cat in her room, that was the stupidest shit you've ever done. Now everyone was going to know Ellie lived with someone. Then maybe they'll investigate, because some of her fans might be nutjobs. What if they dig something embarrassing up of you?!?

"shit, shit ,shit, shit, idiot, idiot, fucking idiot." Damn you and you're soft heart when it comes to cats.

"Y/N. Just forget it happened, go to bed sleep it off, yeah let's just... Sleep it off..." You mutter to yourself, sulking off to bed in defeat.

•••••

"Hey... Hey baby... Wake upppppp~~" she whines squishing your cheeks with her hand, stirring from your slumber. "Hmm hi Ells..."

At the confirmation you were awake she started peppering your face with kisses. "I made you coffee, I tried to make pancakes but I uh burnt them, so ughh toast?!" She smiles suspiciously giddy.

"oh thank you baby," you murmur back, slowly sitting up, back against the bed's backboard and begining to sip your coffee.

"I don't know how you can stomach that liquid, it tastes like shit."

"It is gross, but I can't physically function without it" you looked over at her, she was showing you puppy eyes. Suspicious.

"What did you do ells...?" You sighed

"Last night I may or may not have accidentally let it slip that uhh, I had a uh girlfriend." She stammered, smiling sheepishly at you " And I was wondering and you can obviously say no!! Like no pressure at all, but I was wondering if you feel ready yet to be introduced by my stream" she rushed out words practically incoherent, and if you didn't know her so we'll you wouldn't have been able to understand.

"you can even bring Garfield with you for emotional support!" She chirped happily.

"I don't know baby... I don't know if they'll like me, all my friends know me for being awkward on camera."

"Listen to me right now. You are the most amazing, beautiful, funny, charismatic and smartest girlfriend, person and mother to our fur baby to ever exist. If they don't absolutely love you then they're blind and have no taste. But they will absolutely love you! Because I love you!" She says enthusiastically, a stupid smile spread on her face as she wraps her arms around you, placing sloppy kisses onto your cheek.

"Pfft" you say, her enthusiasm and happiness seeping from her into yours "okay, I can do that...I think" "You will!!! You'll do amazing!" She squeals "I'm so excited!"

"Gosh, your like a puppy Ells" you chuckle, petting and playing with her hair. She let out a quiet 'hmph' as she nuzzled into your neck happily.

•••••

It was 6:55pm, Ellie had started her stream, the words 'STARTING SOON' sprawled across the monitor, blocking out the view of the viewers, It was unnerving, siting Infront of a camera, and one push of a button hundreds of people would see you. Ellie was sat next to you, swiveling on the dark blue gaming chair absentmindedly.

"y'know baby, you don't have to be so rigid, or quiet, they can't see or hear you yet."

"I can't do it Ells..." You mumbled out. "Hey babe, you absolutely can." she reassured you grabbing your hand, and squeezing it slightly. "How about this. You sit on the couch, out of view with Garfield, and once I've done the intro you can come say hi. Hows that sound?" She asked softly, tucking your hair behind your ear.

Nodding in conformation you shuffled out of view for the camera sitting next to your curled up cat, petting him as he purred loudly, pushing up against your palm. You tapped your phone screen, it lit up revealing the photo of you and Ellie in a photo booth on your first date to an arcade.

Infront of your smiling faces, the time was shown.

06:59:55

06:59:56

06:59:57

06:59:58

06:59:59

07:00:00

"Hey guysssss!"

It took ten minutes for Ellie to finish the introduction, answering questions, thanking donators and talking to moderators.

"Right so, before we start I have a suprise for you guys" she spoke happily, eyes flicking towards you expectantly. You picked up Garfield, your heart immediately slowed and cradled him like a baby in your arms as you entered the frame.

Ellie had moved the extra chair from the frame, trying to keep the suprise as unexpected as she could for her chat. You stood somewhat awkwardly for a second or two saying a quick "hi" to the camera, you looked at Ellie eyes slightly wide with nerves.

She pats her thigh, gesturing you to sit down. "This chat, is my girlfriend"

User7: I ❤️ lesbians

User8: Ugh I'm jealous.

User9: Is Ur gf single?

User10: forget Ellie I want her gf 🤤

Your eyes everted the chat, trying to focus solely on your cat and to not read the comments, when a robotic voice, you recognized as a donators announcement, caught you off guard.

User11 donated $25 'Bro she's so pretty.'

"Oh um thanks *user11*" you hummed. "Told you they would like you" Ellie said, smirking in content.

"shut up."

"never."

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Here you go!!! I finally finished it. It's not great but it's done!

Part Two

Streamer!Ellie Headcanons

NOT PROOFREAD

[xxresi-rotxx]

Harsher ending- pt 2

I did not get a chance to proof read this as I realized the weekend is ending in one hour 😭 I wanted to write the whole thing in one go but had a rough day and this was all I could muster posting ❤️

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Ever since Leon's little outburst, you were barely keeping it together. There were so many emotions swirling around your head it was hard to make sense of them. However, the most recent emotion was anger and it lingered with you longer than the rest.

Who the fuck made Leon Kennedy so high and mighty?

You were sure you were giving Leon the ugliest of looks everytime we glanced back at you & Luis.

Him and Ashley were walking about 10 feet ahead of you and Luis, and he kept glancing back at you every five minutes.

Was he truly that convinced you couldn't handle yourself?

It wasn't until Luis said your name for a second time that you realized you had zoned out again.

"He really got under your skin, eh Señorita?"

You finally tore your eyes away from Leon long enough to glance at the man next you, who was grinning like the Chesire cat.

"I just don't understand-"

"What gives him the right. I know, I know mi amor we've been over this." Luis finished for you.

You felt kind of bad, realizing you had been bothering Luis with it for the past hour. You turned your attention on your feet now; watching them as they trudged through the mud.

"I think he's just concerned for you mi amor." Luis nudged his shoulder into yours, easing the tension.

"Yeah, well he has a funny way of showing it if that's the case."

Luis had been calling you 'Mi Amor' ever since you saved his life, and honestly? You didn't mind it.

"The way I see it," Luis began, "he's kind of like a calabaza."

You just stared at Luis, waiting for him to continue.

"I don't remember my high school Spanish Luis." You teased when you realized he wasn't going to elaborate.

"A calabaza is a pumpkin mi amor."

A pumpkin?

"You lost me Luis."

Luis rolled his eyes at you, scoffing a little to emphasize what a hassle it was for to him to explain it to you.

"Hard skin, soft inside."

You let out a harsh laugh but quickly covered your mouth. You were sure Luis was trying to make a point, but it sounded ridiculous to you.

"Kind of nasty Luis." You nudged him with your shoulder this time.

"You get the point Señorita."

Was Leon genuinely concerned for you? Ever the optimist, you wanted so badly to believe Luis, but you just...didn't.

You'd been gripping the pistol Leon shoved at you so hard your knuckles were turning white. Almost as if you were trying to take your anger out on the gun.

Meanwhile, Leon hadn't stopped dwelling on the interaction ever since it happened. Replaying it over and over in his mind. He couldn't help but keep glancing back at you.

You hadn't said a single word to him in almost a day, avoiding him at all costs; and that bothered him.

The sooner he was out of his hellscape, the sooner he could actually speak to you without fear of your impending death, the better.

Every now and then he would hear Luis call you his love and it irritated the hell out of him. It irritated him just as much that you went along with it.

"MI AMOR," Luis's shouts had Leon turning on a dime, "WAIT!"

He turned just in time to see Luis run off the muddy path and straight towards your sprinting figure.

"Ashley." Leon said locking eyes with the blonde.

She understood immediately, moving to hide out of sight as Leon took off.

Why the fuck would you run away?

Leon caught up to Luis in a matter of minutes. You, however, were no where in sight.

"What the fuck happened Luis?!" Leon bit out, unstrapping his knife from its sheath.

"Are you infected?" Luis asked you, panic in his voice.

"No." Leon answered, the gears already turning in his head. "Y/n?" he asked.

"I saw the veins." Luis responded, out of breath. "My old lab could remove the parasite from her though, she didn't have to run."

"Go back and watch over Ashley, I'll find Y/n."

The tone of Leon's voice told Luis there would be no arguing this, so he did as he was told.

Leon wasn't sure whether he was more concerned for your health right now or pissed that you thought running was the best option.

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Smut in part 3😘

[bella-rose29]

Deck the Halls (and not your partner) - part 7

the mistletoe scene I have to give credit to the lovely @novelizt because of this post

this is basically just 3.5k words of fluff to make up for all the pain I put you through the last two parts

Word count: 3.5k

Warnings: swearing, making out (it's happening people, but also it's mildly in detail so for the one tiny paragraph feel free to skip if you're either not comfortable with it or not old enough), Will asks the important questions (both sensible and not), brief mentions of self-esteem issues? lockwood is a bit silly at the end, actually they both are

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(why does he look like this :3 😭)

"What?" Y/n breathed. She wasn't entirely sure that she'd heard Lockwood correctly.

"I said that I think I've fallen for you."

He looked so sincere, his eyes more vulnerable than she had ever seen them before, and Y/n felt her heart constrict in her chest.

"You..."

"I know, I know." He rubbed his hand over his face, turning to lean back against the window. The mistletoe still hung at his side in his other hand.

"But you were horrible to me! From the very start!"

"I know. I was awful to you that first night and my only excuse is that I was exhausted and in desperate need of my bed, which I know isn't good enough. And then when you came in for your interview I just didn't want to be the one responsible if anything happened to you - wait, that came out wrong. You walked into the doorframe, Y/n. I was worried that you'd hurt yourself on a job, and I didn't want to get too attached to you in case that happened and you got injured or hospitalised or worse and I couldn't do anything to stop it. When I saw how easily the others took to you I knew that I was doomed," he let out a laugh, shaking his head. Y/n hoped he realised how ridiculous he sounded. "I know that doesn't excuse my actions, Y/n, but I meant what I said about that job we took in March. I really thought I wouldn't get there in time and I was terrified."

"Lockwood... you can't just... say that! I mean, you have said some genuinely horrible things to me and now you're saying that you - you what? That you-"

"I don't know!" he cried, filled with exasperation. "Alright? I don't know how else to describe it! I don't know if how I feel is love because I've never felt like this before, but I do know that I care about you far more than I should given I'm your boss, and I really don't know what would happen to me if you got seriously hurt, alright?" He was out of breath, cheeks flushed as he looked at her, and Y/n felt her own face heating up at his admission.

"Okay, okay," she said quietly, still processing everything he'd said. They stayed there for a few minutes, both leaning back against the windows as they tried to figure out what the hell they were going to do now. "I don't..." Y/n broke off with a sigh. She needed to phrase this right or they would be in even deeper shit than they were before. "I don't think I can just... forgive you, Lockwood. You have a lot - and I mean a lot - of grovelling to do to make up for how you've treated me these last few years." He nodded frantically, hope starting to shine in his eyes.

"Anything," he said. "Anything at all." She knew that he meant it.

"And I want to go on more cases if I'm staying at the company, because you can't just keep me behind because you think I'll walk into a doorframe."

"Done." He paused for a moment, looking like he wanted to say something else. "But you have-"

"Nope! No protests, thank you!" He stopped talking immediately, looking rather like a lost puppy as he gazed at her. "No more hating each other, either, although I feel like that's a given. And the first date had better be fucking incredible, alright?"

"... First... date?"

"Yeah, keep up, Schmoopie." She couldn't deny how her heart lifted at the sight of Lockwood looking so happy, and when he grinned her responding smile was involuntary.

"Wait... so do you... you know. How do you feel, about..." he waved his hands vaguely in the air, then accidentally hit himself in the face with the mistletoe. "Shit, I think that went in my eye. I forgot I was holding that," he grumbled, and Y/n didn't bother biting back her snort. He sent her a glare, but there was only amusement behind it.

"I don't really know, Lockwood."

"Anthony."

"What?"

"If we're going to start dating I'd much rather you called me Anthony." He blushed and went quiet as he looked out the window. "I like it better when you call me Anthony anyway. Sorry, I uh, I interrupted you."

"Oh, no, that's... that's alright. Uh... yeah. Like you said, I don't know how to describe it. I know that it really hurt me when you said that you wouldn't ever feel the same way, and I guess I just didn't want to admit to myself that I care about you a lot too because you were such a huge arsehole to me-"

"Yes, got it, sorry again."

"-but I do care about you, Anthony. A lot. And honestly that does annoy me because I'm pretty sure I've liked you since we met because I did think you were really gorgeous, except then you were really rude and-"

"Wait wait wait wait wait," he exclaimed, waving his hands in front of him. "You think that I'm gorgeous?"

Now it was Y/n's turn to feel her face heat up, and she swatted at his hands. "I did, yeah. Then you opened your mouth."

"Oh."

"Yeah." She waited a moment, then spoke again. "If you must know, I still think you're gorgeous," she muttered, and Anthony lit up, a smug smile landing on his face. Surprisingly she'd missed them, and while she still felt the burning flames in her body at the sight of that stupid smirk, it was no longer hatred.

He stepped forward a little (only a little, since they were back to being incredibly close to each other) and held the mistletoe in both of his hands. "Your grandma Jean gave it to me," he said. "She told me we might need it because it used to be a symbol of peace, and if people met under it they had to stop fighting." They both had been looking down at the plant, but when Anthony lifted his head so did she, and her breath caught in her throat at the look in his eyes.

"So you want to kiss me again?"

"I mean, I wouldn't be entirely opposed to that, if you're offering."

"Really? Really, Anthony?" Her tone was joking, but she felt him move back almost imperceptibly when she didn't immediately agree to it, and her heart skipped a beat when she realised he was waiting for her permission.

"Well I can't kiss you if we aren't under it, can I? So I don't know what you're so worried about, darling."

"Better try and catch me then if you want a kiss," she teased, and leapt away a second later.

"We're running now? When we've just had a huge meal?" He stepped forward anyway, and Y/n laughed with pure joy when he started chasing her around the room, attempting to catch her but just missing every time. Finally she tripped, catching her foot on the corner of the bed, and Anthony swept her into his arms to stop her from hitting the floor. Instead they hit the mattress, Y/n landing on her back and Anthony on top of her, his arms bracing his body while he still clutched the mistletoe in his left hand. They were both breathing heavily from the last five minutes of running and laughing, and now their faces were so close together that they were essentially kissing already.

Anthony held up the mistletoe over their heads the best he could while simultaneously not collapsing on Y/n, and he raised his eyebrows at her. "May I kiss you, darling?" She couldn't speak, so she nodded instead, and within a second his mouth was on hers, somehow better than it had been the first time. It was tentative and small, and he pulled back to flick his gaze between her eyes and her lips. It had left her breathless despite how short it had been, and before she could think they were crashing into each other with the same passion as they had the night before, her hands lifting to grab his hoodie and his hair in desperation. At some point Anthony dropped the mistletoe to move his hand to her waist and bring her closer to him.

There was nothing but him, nothing but the weight of his body on top of hers and his hands touching her and his tongue in her mouth, and then he was pulling back for air and she was chasing after his lips, and he was smiling down at her like she was the only thing that mattered.

For whatever reason, they started laughing, Anthony dropping his head to nestle in the crook of her neck while Y/n wrapped her arms around his torso to bring him impossibly closer.

"So... does this mean I can call you my girlfriend?" he asked, hope making him light up like the Christmas tree they had in the living room.

"Yes, Anthony, you can call me your girlfriend," she laughed, and it turned into a snort when he got up and did a celebratory dance. "You're ridiculous, you know that?"

"Oh, believe me darling, I am fully aware."

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"Hey, Squeak. You alright?"

Y/n had been sitting in the library, staring out the window at the snow that had started falling while she tried to concentrate on the book in her hands. Anthony had been called into the living room by her parents, and they'd parted with a not-so-small kiss just out of view of her family. Will had apparently managed to find her, and was settling into the opposite side of the window seat that she was occupying. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"I dunno. You seemed a bit... off. At dinner. Is everything alright with you and Lover Boy?"

"Oh," her face burned at the memory of what had happened barely twenty minutes ago. "Yeah, we're all good." She awkwardly sent him a thumbs up, her smile more of a grimace than anything else, and Will looked unconvinced.

"What's really going on, Y/n/n? Because if I need to beat him up-"

"NO! No, don't... don't beat up my boyfriend, please." It felt weird calling Anthony her boyfriend now, despite it being more real than it ever had been before. "Really, we're fine."

"Fine? You're fine? What did you two talk about upstairs? Because I'm pretty sure I heard shouting."

"We were just..." At the look on her brother's face she trailed off, and glanced at the door to make sure it was closed. "What exactly did Mum say when she got off the phone with me a few days ago?"

"What do you mean?"

"When she told people that I had a boyfriend, what did she say? How did you find out?"

"Mum went into the kitchen to take your call because we were all in here playing board games, and then we heard her shout 'You have a boyfriend?!' and Linda went to investigate, and then you turned up with Lover Boy."

"And are you sure that Mum wasn't just... making it up for some reason?"

"Why would she make it up?"

"Because I didn't have a boyfriend, Will."

"But... if you don't have a boyfriend then why the hell are you making out with your boss?"

"We are not making out!"

"Sure. But when you kissed yesterday under that mistletoe," he pointed to where it hung over the library door, "I definitely saw tongue."

"WILL!" She picked up the nearest pillow and chucked it at his head, then hid her face behind her book. "Oh my god, this is not happening."

"Ok, but that still doesn't answer my question," he said after half-heartedly throwing the pillow back at her. "If you didn't have a boyfriend, then why is your boss here saying that you're dating?"

"Because I made him. We actually can't stand each other. Or, we couldn't. We made up. Ugh, this is complicated. We have hated each other for about three years and then when Mum said very loudly that I was bringing my boyfriend to Christmas in front of Linda I didn't have much of a choice but to bring someone or face utter humiliation. Apparently nobody wanted to go to the middle of the countryside for three days with a complete stranger and pretend to be her boyfriend so I had to ask Anthony because George was already busy, and honestly I think we did a pretty good job of hiding the fact that we hated each other."

"And the shouting was you making up? Or were you angrily making out?"

"Will! Fuck's sake! Making up. I did tell him he's got a lot of grovelling to do, but now we're actually together."

"So you did make out."

"What's with the weird obsession about whether or not I'm making out with him?"

"I just like making you uncomfortable. That's my job."

"Well quit your job and get a different one." They sat in silence for a while, just staring out the window at the dark landscape. Although she knew that Will couldn't see them, she still pointed out the few ghostly figures that she saw. Her Sight wasn't nearly as good as Anthony's when she wasn't using her Touch, but she could still make out the glowing shapes in the fields.

"While we're on the topic of jobs... I'm guessing you're not leaving the company anymore," he said after a while.

"What?" she asked, startled by his words. "What do you mean?"

"I heard you at dinner, Squeak. You said you were gonna leave the company. I didn't hear anything else 'cause Nanna Jean was talking to me about her garden again for like, the eighth time today, but when I heard you say that... I dunno. You love your job, and I didn't think there was anything that would make you leave it."

"I wouldn't have stopped being an agent, I would have just moved company. He said a lot of mean things, and in fairness I said some horrible shit too, but he's not got that much power over me."

"Squeak... are you sure you wanna be dating him? If he hurt you so bad that you wanted to leave the company then I don't know if it's the best idea," Will frowned, concern in every inch of his body.

"I know. If he fucks this up then I am leaving. Properly. Because I know that it's not... ugh, I don't know. I was just tired of not being treated in the same way that he treated the others, and he's explained why he was like that, and he was weirdly similar to a puppy when he apologised - not that that convinced me to date him, by the way - and I really hurt him too, over the years."

"Just... out of interest... what exactly did you say to each other that made you start hating each other this much?"

"I was walking back from a solo case, walked into him, apologised, stepped on his shoes, and he told me that he'd just bought them in the most stuck-up voice I had ever heard and it pissed me off." Will stared at her.

"That's... it?"

"To be fair I then went for an interview at his company, didn't realise it was him, and the moment I walked in he went 'we don't want agents like you' or something, so... you know!"

"Okay... that's still not a lot though. You really started what, three years of hatred based on... on that?"

"Well, when you put it that way it sounds stupid, but-"

"No, no 'buts', missy," Will said, waggon his finger at her. "It is just plain stupid. Did you actually hurt each other or were you too busy being idiots?"

"In fairness I really struggle with keeping up to other peoples' standards, alright?! And it did hurt that nothing I did ever seemed to be enough to make him like me!"

"With the way he was talking about you, he definitely likes you. And thinks you're good enough. You have nothing to worry about there, that's for sure." Y/n flushed at Will's words, thinking back to what she'd overheard Anthony say in this same room the day before.

"So explain to me your feelings on this? Because I feel like you went through every emotion known to man just now."

"I initially thought you two were great together because you're a lot more confident in yourself when he's around, then you told me you weren't together and I was incredibly confused, then you told me that you hated each other and I was even more confused, then you told me that you are actually together now and I was happy, and then you told me that he was horrible to you and I wanted to beat him up, and then you told me that you stepped on his shoes and that's why you hate each other and I was confused again. Make sense?"

"Just about. It wasn't just me stepping on his shoes that-"

"Nope!" Will turned his head away, lifting his hand out in front of him to stop her. "I don't want to hear anymore of this silliness, thank you very much!"

"But it-"

"Nope!" Will pushed forward, grabbing the pillow that he had earlier thrown back to Y/n and whacked her around the head with it. "Nope, nope, nope!" Each 'nope' was punctuated with another hit, and Y/n barely had time to pick up the other pillow and fight back before he was swinging again.

~~~

"Hey," Y/n whispered to Anthony as she came over. He had been sat in the loveseat again (he was almost completely certain that Y/n's family were leaving it specifically for the two of them to use, since her five siblings were squished up on one of the sofas most of the time), and he put down his mug of tea to help her sit comfortably.

"Hi," he whispered back, immediately wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her back to curl into him. She brought her legs up to hook over his and was turned sideways in the seat, her head nestling into his shoulder. He picked up his tea again and was about to take a sip when Will burst into the living room, board game in hand and a slightly crazed look in his eyes.

"We're playing Yahtzee! Everybody take a sheet, you don't have a choice in this!"

"Is this the one you're terrible at?" Anthony asked, speaking quietly into Y/n's ear, and he chuckled when she slapped his arm.

"You can't be terrible at Yahtzee, Anthony, it's a fucking dice game. It's based on luck, idiot."

"Oh, right, silly me. I meant charades. That one you are truly awful at."

"Just because you get really into it and put on ridiculously large hats doesn't mean I'm awful at it," she responded indignantly. "Also, by the way, the use of props is against the rules of charades, so technically you've lost every single one you've done."

"I have not!" he jokingly started, putting on an accent and pretending to be mad. "I am the best at charades! How dare you accuse me of- mmph!" Y/n shut him up by pressing a kiss to his lips, and while he sat there for a moment with his eyes wide open and his posture incredibly tense, he quickly relaxed into it. He still wasn't used to kissing her, and he didn't think that he ever would be, and when she pulled away a few seconds later he was left to chase after her mouth while she giggled.

"Sure, whatever makes you happy, Ant." That was another thing he'd never get used to. The way she said his name. He didn't think he'd heard anything sweeter, and then she was laughing at something one of her family members had said and he realised that he would spend his whole life documenting which of all the things she did was the most heavenly.

"You're what makes me happy, darling," he mumbled, not expecting her to hear. She looked round at him, surprise on her face. He thought she might say something nice in response, but instead when she opened her mouth something else came out.

"You are so cheesy, Anthony Lockwood."

"I'm just getting started, darling. Like you said, I have a lot of grovelling to do. I hope you're ready for how cheesy I can be." Y/n wrinkled her nose in disgust, but the wide grin on her face gave her away.

"That sounded weird," she said, and he leaned forward to press a gentle kiss to her nose. He shrugged in response.

"You're just going to have to get used to it, I'm afraid."

"Good. Hopefully you'll finish all the grovelling needed by the time you're about thirty, then."

"I'm grovelling every second of every day if it means I get to keep you near me, darling," he replied, and he revelled in the flush that crept up her neck. He accepted his score sheet from Will (who was getting very serious about the game, making sure that nobody would be cheating by using loaded dice), and took a sip of tea.

Then he nearly spat it out when he fully registered what Y/n had said.

"Thirty?!"

part 8

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Pairing: wooyoung x y/n

Genre: fluff, chaotic fluff lol

Warnings: some cursing(I gotta stay minimal with it tho bc I write these on my school comp 😭) , wooyoung is kinda panicking lol, wooyoung is called an attention whore but in a good way pls dont hate me 😭 ,reader is called ning like 3 times , grammar might not be correct I'm tired lol, I think that's it

Summary: wooyoung is confused on how you got into his heart, he never told anyone about his mental list he made, not even san so that should say something, so how did you do it? Was its on purpose to mess with him? Or on accident

Wc. 1.69k

A/n I wanted to write and I had just reread @yuyusuyu princess chronicles and I wanted to do something similar with wooyoung :) pls I'm dieing I h8 using ppls ideas but I'm in writers block and I need to write rn 😭 so creds to @yuyusuyu for the idea lol I hope this is good cuz I luv her work and I don't wanna ruin her reputation lol I also have a feeling this is gonna be a short fic bc again I'm in writers block and that's all i can take rn lolz

Wooyoung never thought he could find a relationship that was near the thing he and san had going on (even san doesnt know whats happening tbh), but here we are, you slowly winning over his heart. How? He doesn't know. He has a very very very very very- i can keep going but what i mean is he has a very secret procedure that even san doesnt know about, but it's a way you can take over his love life, so you somehow slowly completing the 5 steps was very concerning.

Step 1. Treat him like royalty

Well you don't have to bow down and worship him but you just have to treat him him like the mona lisa, praise him- and maybe worship him, he likes to be praised and feel noticed-attention whore is his middle name after all- so when you walk into the room with him and everyone else and you notice him first and COMPLIMENT HIM AND ONLY HIM?!?! He was feeling a little lightheaded, “ oh hi woo! I like your hair, it looks different! In a good way of course-” you said slightly rambling at the end “ oh- um yea… i um-” he stumbled out “ i uh WASHED IT, yea, yea i washed it." He said trying to redeem himself and act cool because seonghwa was looking at him weird. “ for once you washed it” san said scoffing, without him knowing- or did he? San had saved him from an awkward situation “HEY i do wash my hair thank you very much” he said huffing, pouting but quickly opening his eyes when he heard you laugh.

Step 2. Find him funny

(or just try to laugh at his ridiculous jokes)

The sound of your laughter filled his dorm, san had left to go out with Seonghwa, leaving him alone and so of course he invited you just so he could hang out with his now crush for a movie night!! Why else would he invite you over…?He found himself in a trance listening to your laughs, they sounded like music to his ears, literally he was listening to the rhythm in your laughs and thought they sounded so much like you, the beat matched your personality. ‘ wooyoung stop that's weird, and nothing like you.’ he said when he came out of his little bubble when ever he heard your voice tinted with worry as your friend was looking at you with an unreadable expression on his face and was very silent, which was very concerning given its wooyoung. The look of worry on your face made his heart flutter, where you really worried for him…? ‘ shit im fucked’ he thought

Stept 3. Worry/care for him

“ wooyoung? Are you in there?” your voice sounding small compared to the yelp wooyoung let out upon hearing your voice in his dorm.” OW SHIT, ning is that you?!” he yelped, he had hurt his leg and couldn't attend practice, him not being there worried you given he had always been there, so you went to his dorm. “Woo what were you thinking laying on the edge of the couch,be careful you could hurt yourself more if you do that?!” You said scolding him lightly,the worry in your face very clear,” you didn't hurt yourself more did you?, here let me get you some food so you don't have to walk.” wooyoung hoped you didn't notice the slight blush on his face when you lifted his chin forcefully checking to see if he hurt his face during the fall. “ Goddammit, step 3 , 2 more to go and I'm done for..” he mumbled “ did you say something?” you said, peaking your head out of the other room. “ OH-UM-NO '' he quickly said, hoping you don't suspect anything and hoping you truly had not heard anything he said.

Step 4. Being rough with him.

(do i really ahve to explain?)

Wooyoung's heart fluttered when you cupped his face and moved it left to right to see if he had hurt his face, he had fallen trying to learn how to skate. He had failed horribly but that's not what mattered right now, what mattered was you were holding his face. “ Wooyoung, I told you, you have to be more careful” you said with a slight pout, worried about your best friend. You had to put your whole body strength into helping him up because he was so zoned out all his body weight was on the floor. But the words that snapped him out of his little trance were enough to heal him right then and there “ when we get home do you wanna cuddle and watch a movie?”

Step 5. Physical affection.

“Ninggg hurry up and bring the popcorn” wooyoung shouted, he had been alone in his and sans dorn because apparently san couldn't deal with wooyoung's ramblings about you so he left with seonghwa, of well at least that means he can invite you over more right? Wrong, this is the first time in weeks he's invited you over because he couldn't muster up the courage to ask you.” I'm right here..?” you said laughing when he turned around and saw you, his eyes widened in amazement on how you could find that much popcorn in his house, where it came from? No idea he's been trying to find popcorn for a month and has found none so how did you find some? No clue, but he didn't really care as his heart picked up when you sat very close to him. Very close.and his heart picked up even more realizing you two were watching a scary movie. He could be your knight in shining armor and hold you close when you got scared. Well you ended up holding him like he's a baby but that didn't matter to him even though he's going to be very embarrassed later. What mattered right now to him was trying to calm his heart, from the jumpscares and the fact that you two were there cuddling?! Mostly the first option , but hey those things were scary, don't judge>:(

Another time he found himself in this situation was on his birthday, wooyoung and you tangled up in each other limbs, the others where getting the place ready so of course you offered to keep him busy while the others fixed up the dorm for him, so you invited him over, which he couldn't say no to you. He was laying on you the couch and you were running your hands through his hair, which in hindsight helped him alot with what he was going to ask you. You had single handedly finished all 5 steps without knowing? Or maybe you did know? He doesn't know but he needs to ask you about it. It's been eating him alive for the past week. He knows he shouldn't ask on his birthday because what if you say no? But he couldn't wait because, what if you say yes? No birthday present could top that. Here he goes, his heart racing he manages to strangle out a “ hey ning…? “ ew he thought, why did it sound like that, he was cringing until he heard you say back “ yes? Did you need something?” you smiling down at him calmed him down a lot more than he thought “ can i ask you something?” he took a deep breath “ of course, anything woo” you laid your phone down to put all attention on him, still playing with his hair. “ i um- do you um “ he stuttered “ dammit” he said sitting up “ is there something wrong wooyoung?” concern filling your face “ i like you. Like I ‘like like’ you.” he said getting it out there, but before you could say anything he continued “ and i was wondering if you wanted to go out with me sometime…?” he couldn't look you in the face because he felt like he would explode. For real he was holding his breath for so long he felt like he was going to burst. “ woo i-” you giggled and he turned around ready to be faced with rejection. “ of course i will” you cupped his face and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. He looked like a lost puppy, eyes wide and frozen in shock “ wait you- you like me to?” ugh he sounded like a 2nd grader finding out their crush likes them back. “ Of course I do woo, who wouldn't love you?” you giggled at the end. Just as wooyoung went to speak he got interrupted by your phone going off saying it was time to bring him back to the dorm for his surprise.

Hwa: hey were done over here if you wanna bring him back

You: okay! But warn san if he's coming back to stay with wooyoung lol

Hwa: oh good lord

Smiling at yourself you took him by the hand and told him you two where going back to his dorm for something.Lets just say he went back to the dorm holding your hand and he was the happiest birthday boy in the world. But wooyoung had one more question before he went back to the dorm "wait so did you know about the list or not?" He questioned you "what list?" You questioned back "wait so your telling me you completed a whole goddammit list without knowing it ever even existed?!" He squealed out "Oops" you shrugged and laughed

[uwu-reading-thing]

Here is a WIP Of the Madeline POV fanfiction I was talking about the other day. I did the episode I was currently on at the time. If anyone points out me spelling Michael as both Micheal and Michael I'll lose it. I know. I promise It will be fixed. 😭🙏 most of the progress I have left on this is fixing verbage or word flow and stuff like that.as well as spelling errors. (So many fucking spelling errors)

It's a great sign when you're correctness score is 54℅ and everything is 80℅ and above. 😭

It's gonna be under the cut cause according to Grammarly it's an 11 minute read. 25 if you're reading it aloud. Its almost 2.8k words. (I did not intend to write that much)

Season 5 episode 15.

I was getting ready for my date with Benny when Micheal decided to call me out of the blue. He said something about needing to tell me something. Didn't let me get a damn word in. If he did I would have told him I had a date tonight which is a lot more important to me than any spy business he needs my help with. I love Micheal. I'd do anything for him but Benny is one of the first guys I've chosen right. He's much better than that fling I had with Sam's buddy a while back. That was sweet but just a fling. He wasn't sustainable in the long run. Not like I'd want him around much longer with how much Michael couldn't mind his own during that whole thing. I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself. I don't need my son doing it for me—Benny's a lot better than Frank too, at least near the end. I loved Frank a lot at one point, oh to be young and in love. Some days I regret him. Some days I dont.

I look in the mirror and do the finishing touches on my hair. Another good thing about Benny, Micheal likes him. Or at least I hope he does. He's done a couple of double dates with him and that must count for something. I do hope Micheal likes him. It's not like I'll stop dating him if he doesn't. But it would be nice to see the boys I care about get along. As I'm putting my last earring in I hear Micheal come in.

"Whatever you're here for, Micheal, it can wait." I start walking towards Micheal trying to finish putting my last earring in. "Benny's on his way" I can't help a smile pass my lips as I think about the night out we have. "He's gonna take me to the movies" I bend over to grab my purse and leave.

"Actually, mom... It's about Benny" I hear the hesitation in his voice. He only speaks like that when there's bad news. My smile slips from my face, a million thoughts rushing through my mind.

"About Benny? What's wrong"

"The man who's blackmailing me, Anson.. He's using Benny to spy on you and us."

"What" I laugh. God this can't be true. I won't let this be true. "Michael, Don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not being ridiculous. It's true, ma. We traced a phone call."

"You're serious" Michael looks away nodding. This can't be true. He has to be lying. This is just like when he kept me away from Sam's friend. "No way. Benny isn't like that. He's not a spy."

"You're right Mom. He's not." Micheal uncrosses his arms and hands me the files. I feel stupid not noticing those in his hands before. "He's not a trained operative. But Anson is teaching him some tricks- how to spot a tail, not parking in the same space twice"

"No- see. I- um. I told Benny a lot of those crazy things that you had me do. That's probably why he's acting like this" This can't be true. Not Benny. Not another person using me for my son. My always hunted son.

"Mom, he's acting like an asset who's being run by a spy" His voice gets firmer. The truth gets harder to deny. "I have to bug his place this afternoon. So keep him at the movies Just act normal." Great. I'm being used again for my son. Except this time I'm deceiving a man I love. A man who's been deceiving me for a long while. Maybe even since the start.

I look back down at the file with photos of the man I love doing incriminating things. "You make it sound so easy."

"It is, Ma"

"It's easy for you." He doesn't get it. He doesn't get how much I care. "Ever occur to you you're wrong"

"Im not wrong" his voice is soft. Almost sorry. I want to say more to fight to argue. To tell him that he is. That Benny couldn't do it. Not the man I love. The doorbell rings before a thought finishes itself to become a sentence to retort at him. "I know this hurts you but you have to trust me on this" His voice is that soft sorry tone still.

"No. Not on this one. I'll find out the truth my own way." I walk away from him to go to the door. To go to Benny "And if you're right. I'll plant the bug myself But if you're wrong-" I open the door.

"Hi." Benny stands outside smiling with flowers.

"Hey. Benny, Hi." he hands me the flowers "Oh they're beautiful"

"For a beautiful woman." He steps inside. I look him in the eyes. An asset? What nonsense. Not my Benny. He kisses me on the cheek.

"Thank you" Micheal walks over smiling. His entire demeanor shifts. Not something I'm not used to. But something that specifically hurts now. How could you be so friendly to the man I love after asking me to betray him?

Benny turns to face him " Hello Micheal"

They shake hands "Good to see you, Benny."

"How you doing? Hey, listen you wanna join us?" I look between Micheal and Benny. Looking for something in either of their faces. Hoping for an answer. Benny just continues. " I'm not normally a fan of romantic movies but I promised your mom I would take-"

"Thanks for the invite" Micheal cuts him off before he can finish. His tone is raised slightly. He does it when he's annoyed. Others might not notice but I do. "But I have to go do something" vague. Classic Micheal.

"Oh, that sounds mysterious. What is it"

"It's me. Always working."

Benny laughs. "Okay." He pats Micheal back as he walks by and out the door.

"Have fun you two." I watch as Micheal closes the door behind him.

"You about ready" Benny places his land on my lower back.

"Yea. I just have to put these in water." He got me very beautiful flowers.

I walk away to go find a vase. He waits by the door checking the clock for time. I love this man. I trust this man. He is not a spy or an asset or whatever Micheal said he was. He's Benny. The man I know. The man I loved. I can't be wrong. I can't keep on being wrong about the men I love. I grab a vase from a cabinet and start filling it with water. How am I going to even figure out if Benny is an 'asset' anyway? I know I said I would but I don't know where to start.

"So have you planned on what movie you're taking me to see" I place the flowers on the vase and walk them to a table. Benny watches me as I do all this. Is Micheal right? Is he just watching me? Or does he love me? Or did I just start a conversation and now he's looking at me? I'm being too paranoid.

"Oh, I don't want to ruin the surprise. Are you ready to go now? We don't want to be late."

"I'm all set." I wrap my arm around Benny's as he leads me outside. He walks me to the passenger side of the car and opens it for me.

I chuckle "Oh you spoil me." I sit myself down in my seat.

"I only do it for the best, Maddie." He smiles as he closes his door and walks around to the other side.

Deep breathes. He's not an asset. He's Benny. He's the man you love. Micheal is just paranoid. And his paranoia has got me all in a tailspin. We're going to watch a movie. We are going to have a great time. He is not using me to spy on Micheal. He loves me.

"Is something wrong Maddie" I look up and see we are already on the move. I don't remember when he got into the car or when we started driving off.

"Oh. I'm just lost in my thoughts. Something Micheal said. You know how it is."

"That son of yours. Always getting more attention than me. Even on dates."

"Well, He's my son Benny. I would do anything for him. He's always my first choice." I keep my head facing forward but let my eyes flicker off to the side to see if I can read anything on his face. I don't know what I'm hoping to see it's not like he's going to say 'Really Maddie? Guess I have to admit I've been using you to get to him then.'

He smiles and then nods "I wouldn't expect anything less from a mother as loving as you. What did he say?" I wince at that question internally. Is he curious because he wants to be there for me? Or is he curious because he's here to spy on me and Micheal?

"Oh, he never gives me details. That boy and making his mother worry. It was something about someone spying on him. I told him he was just paranoid. He always is. He's the type to believe his own shadow is tailing him." I wait for some big reaction. For something I could use to prove to Micheal, that he's not an asset. Anything I could use to prove that to myself. Just a sliver of proof one way or another.

He just chuckles. His sweet caring chuckle. I hope to God Micheal is wrong.

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I sit outside Benny's house with a bottle of wine, pecan pie, and salmon in my passenger seat. The perfect excuse to break into my boyfriend's house and search for proof he isn't lying to me. That Micheal is wrong.

He's away from home and he shouldn't be back for a while. I put the cigarette to my lips breathing in. Letting the smoke settle my nerves. Time to prove Micheal wrong. I grab the pecan pie and salmon. Leaving the wine in case I need an excuse for one of us to go run and grab it. Once I'm at his door, I place the food down for a second grabbing the fake rock with the key in it. Once I get inside I make quick work of setting an alibi. The one thing I've learned is, If you're going behind someone's back you better have an excuse for why you're there. I set the table up for two. It's a really sweet gesture if it wasn't a lie.

I walk around the house searching for anywhere that would be a good hiding spot, making sure that anything I touch is back the way I left it. I find a locked drawer. As I grab a bobby pin from my shirt pocket I pray it's nothing. I rifle through planners, pencils, and notepads. Relieved I see nothing until an odd piece of wood on the bottom of the drawer stands out to me. I move it to discover a hole. The drawer has a false bottom. Dread inches its way across my face. No. Please don't be true. I lift it to see a file with photos and photos of Michael with Sam and Fiona. Why did he have to be right? Why did Benny have to do this to me? Why couldn't I choose a good man that doesn't put me and my son in danger?

Keys Jingle from outside. I shove the files back in and close the drawer as fast and as quietly as I can. I stand up and turn towards the door to see Benny getting back home.

"Maddy. What are you doing here?" He looks surprised to see me.

"What do you think I'm doing here? Suprising you" It hurts to lie to him. It hurts to do this.

"Well... How did you get in?" He walks up to me. He's less than a foot away. Moments ago I would have loved him to be so near. But now I'm worried he'll figure out why I am actually here.

I laugh a bit, "Benny. I mean, come on" I let a smile slip across my lips. "I stayed over a few times. That fake rock of yours doesn't fool anybody."

"Well why wouldn't you just-"

I cut him off "Why wouldn't I just make dinner for my boyfriend" I gesture towards the alibi I brought. "Salmon you're favorite. And for dessert pecan pie."

"Pecan pie? You know me too well Madd"

"Better every day, Benny" I feel the pain in the words as I say them. I know him too well now.

"Oh, I left wine in the car. Will you get it? And I'll set the table."

"Ok. You got to remind me to leave the house more often" He leans in for a kiss. As our lips touch I can't keep my eyes off him. Watching for what he's going to do next. Scared he knows something somehow.

Once he leaves the house I grab his landline and place the bug. Micheal was right. My stubborn boy was right once again.

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Once again I sit outside my boyfriend's house. At this point former boyfriend. MIcheal in the driver seat with the radio in hand. We both listen to the bastard who betrayed me. I keep flipping through the file of Benny Micheal had given me trying to make sense as to why he would do this.

"Ma, you don't have to do this. I'm fine sitting here by myself."

I put the paper down and cross my arms. "It's Okay, I don't care how long it takes. I planted that bug. I want to hear what he has to say. I want to know if it was all a lie"

"It's never all a lie. It's always more complicated than that" Micheal turns to look at me.

I turn away. "I thought he had feelings for me" I feel my voice quiver.

"Honestly, he probably did" I don't know if that makes me feel better or worse. It's nice to know it wasn't all fake. But heartbreaking to know he would betray me while still liking me.

"Hello" The radio crackles with Benny's voice.

"You haven't been returning my calls" The voice of a man I don't know responds. I'm assuming it's the man Micheal was talking about earlier. Anson? The one blackmailing him.

"That must be Anson on the other end" Micheal looks focused. My guess was right. Lucky me. I get to hear the conversation between the man who betrayed me and the man blackmailing my son.

"I've done everything you've asked of me" Benny's voice comes through the radio again. "When will it be enough?"

"When I say it is. You did take my money after all" Anson's voice responds. So it was for money. I wonder how much money it took to hurt me like this.

"yes. I took your money. And I feel terrible. And I'd take it all back if I could. I hurt this woman."I felt a tidbit of relief at his words. Micheal was right. It wasn't all fake. He cared about me. In some way, he cared about me. "And I'm thinking she's starting to suspect something." Oh.

"Now is not the time to panic. Do you understand"

"I understand"

"Did you get the package I sent you"

"I got the package"

"Package" curiosity fills Michael's voice. I'm guessing he didn't know about this little part of Benny and Anson's deal.

"I don't understand why I need another wireless mic. The one I have works just fine" Benny's voice rings in my ears. A mic? How long has he been micced? On all our dates? The double dates I took him on? When I'm spending the night at his house? When he was at mine. What time in our relationship wasn't under observation for this Anson guy?

Michael gets out of the car and starts running towards Benny's house.

"Mi- Michael! What's happening?"

"Yes, I'm opening it." Benny's voice rings out over the radio again.

"Michael!" I don't get what's happening. But I'm worried. Michael wouldn't leave the car unless it was important. What's with the package? What's going to happen?

*BOOM*

I gasp as Benny's house gets blown up. Benny. Oh no.

Michael turns back to look at me as I stare in horror at the smoke billowing out of his house. The package was a bomb. The man I loved is dead.

[regularme12]

Mayhaps lee!David where a bunch of campers gang up on him? :3

Lee! David?!

Stopppp I love this so much!!! This is so out of character😭

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Niki, Neil, and Max was in the back of the mess hall chatting and talking about pointless stuff. "God! When js he ever gonna stop yapping his jaws?" Max asked.

"I don't know, but it's pointless. I wanna go look at cool bugs outside!!"

"Well, I wanna go finish my chemicals. Something useful."

"Omg, Neil. You sound just like David." Max.

"And that campers-" David was cut off by Max talking. The kid was pretty quiet, but his voice carries theough the whole room. So if he's trying to whisper, he's really not. "Um, Max? Do you mind letting me finish on what I'm gonna say? Pretty please?"

"No. David. What you have to say is ridiculous and utterly pointless." Max started to get up walking over to the counselor.

"Ugh, here he goes again." Neil brought his elbow placing it on his knee, tilting his head to rest on his hand.

Max faced the audience. "I say we ruin this joint, and take matter into our own hands. Muahhahaah. Who's with me?!" He brought both of his arms above his head like a chant, laughing mischeviously. Only for them to come crashing down with a yelp because he felt an oddly familair lil tickle at his armpits. "FUHUCK!! DAVID!! DON'T FUCKING TICKLE ME!!"

"Whyhy? That's how I make u listen."

"NO IT'S NOT!! You always end up tickling me, and I'll still act up!! THERE'S NO POINT ANYMORE!! SO FUCKING STOP!!" Max kicked his shin.

"Ow... Max... That's no way to treat your elders."

"You know, Max." Gwen came out of her hiding spot. "David's really ticklish himself. I always love putting a stop to him by doing it."

"Now, Gwen. Let's not get too hasty here... haha." David felt exhilerated, more like excitement rushing over him. He lovesss getting tickled, and only Gwen knows about it. She swore to secrecy to never tell another soul. David looked back to all of the campers, their faces had these huge grin on them, Max's was the biggest of them all. "Uh, Max? You ok there buddy? How about we all just- AH" David screamed when Max yelled, "GET HIM!" And all the campers rushed over and tackled him to the ground, they each help a body part and started rapidly tickling.

"This is what you fucking get David! For always tickling the shit out of us!!!" Max exclamied, squeezing his ribcage. Niki had his feet, Neil had his knees, Preston had his neck, Ered had his armpits, Nerris had his sides, Harrison had his hips, Dolph had his thighs, Spacekid had his navel, and Nerf had his stomach. They were all squeezing, kneading, and scritching his limbs. He had no where to go, but then again, does he really want to?

"AHAHAHAHAH!! GUHUHUYS!! Friehehehends! PLEHEHEHASE!! GaH!! IHIHIHIT'S toooo MUHUHUCH!!!"

"MUAHAHAHAH! MUAHAHAHAH!!" Max seemed to be the one enjoying it the most. I mean, of course he would, David tickled him the most out of all the other campers. This was HIS time to shine. "How you like that, Da-vid?! You don't like it when we tickle you till you past out, huh?!"

"Wow, Max had some built up anger." Neil looked at him, then looked at Niki to see if she agreed, but she was too focused to even realize.

"GaHAHAHAHahahahaAHHAHAHAH!!" David couldn't really move around that much since he had alll of the campers on him. But he was kinda enjoying it. Max smiling for the first time in a while, well it's not a genuine smile, but it was still plastered on his face. The older counsler enjoyed this, not just because he was getting tickled, but becuase of the fact that all the campers were having fun. Yh, maybe he was about to die, but it was still entertaining to watch.

Max questioned aloud, "Hey! Why aren't you begging us to stop?! Why arn't you pleading and crying for us to show you fucking mercy?!"

"MAJAHAHAHX, LANAGAGAGHUAGE!!" Even after all he's been going through, he still has the time to lecture a certain camper about his foul tone.

"No! I WANT YOU TO BEG US TO STOP!! IT'S MORE ENTERTAINIBG AFTER I BEGGED YOU COUNTLESS TIMES AND YOU WOULDN'T!! THIS TOTALLY BLOWS!! GWEN!!!! WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM?!"

"Well, Max. David really loves getting tickled." David looked at her like he saw a ghost. How could she out him like that?! But David, You aren't really hiding it very well.

"What...? YOU LIKE THIS?! THAT IS IT! DAVID I HATE YOU!! NOW IT'S NOT FUN ANYMORE!!" Max got up from his spot, and went to the other side of the room to pout "It's just not fucking fair!"

But all of the campers didn't stop, because they could care less if he hated it or not, his laugh was really contagous. It sounds like a heyna and a little girl. Hgh pitched, squeaking, and a few snorts here or there if u get him really good.

This went on for a long time, till they got bored and let him up. David was breathless and panting, "God... you... guys got me... good."

Max was still upste, and the other campers got their fair share of torment on their counselor.

[bohnsky]

two and a half months into liking f1, here are my favorites:

1. Alex Albon

I think this is obvious. I just love Alex too much. Sadly this weekend wasn't great for Williams and it stressed me so much that Valtteri was on a mission to snatch P11 from my boy, but Albono's defending is so good, still sadly no points😭😭

2. Sergio Perez

This was a very hard decision, but I thought it's true for me right now and I can still change it back later so now Checo is on second for now.

I'm so obsessed with this man, I even wrote a Chestappen fic. It rarely happens that I'm so inspired that I actually put my ideas on paper.

FP1 made me want to cry and the German commentator couldn't stop hating (it wasn't really hating, just stating facts with a negative untertone, but it annoyed me) and I'm really starting to dislike Ralf Schumacher, he's always acting like he's so much better than every other driver lol (easy to say those things when you're not driving anymore, yes I'm looking at both of you, Ralf and Nico). But honestly I'm exaggerating, they're not that bad.

Also all the memes about Checo's crash. I was desperatly looking for posts that empathize with him and only found memes😭

(if I wasn't this deep, I would find them funny lol)

The race today was great tho. I would've loved to see him get P2 and I believe it would've been possibly, but I don't know anything so whatever. And I'm super happy for Lando and podium is podium. And driver of the day is well deserved. Checo knows how to gain positions. Now he just needs to start performing in Quali again :D

3. Charles Leclerc

Not the best weekend for Ferrari. The race today was a mess for them. Charles' first pit stop made me want to cry. It did seem like the team was trying to fuck Charles specificly over, with the water problem and that pit stop. I just want to see Ferrari back in the front.😭

Honerable mentions:

Nyck and Daniel. I just have to talk about that. I can't really be happy for Daniel. I really started to like Nyck and I think there is a reason he got into F1 in the first place. He's a good driver and I really believe that he just needed more time. I understand that the team felt like they needed to do something, but to Nyck it's unfair. I just hope he gets over the pain quickly.

And Danny deserves better than Alpha Tauri. Like what is he supposed to prove in that shit box. Also I am so obsessed with Checo that I'm still so scared that they might drop him if Danny does really good and I keep thinking what would that mean for Yuki? etc

Now after the weekend, I still don't know how to feel about the whole situation and I actually started avoiding Danny content, which is stupid and sad. Danny deserves a seat and it's not his fault that the circumstances suck.

the Haas boys. Never thought I would say that, but I kinda dig their dynamic.

George. I've been thinking about George a lot lately and I really like him, but somehow he is super weird to me. Idek what exactly, somehow everything about him is weird, but lovable. From his stupid big eyes and his ridiculously long legs, to his strange laugh and his accent. I really don't know anything about the differences in british accents but his accent is the weirdest to me. I like it and I understand it perfectly, but it's just weird (I'm sorry, I'm not trying to offend anyone😭)

Also his PR stuff is so cringy. I love how he's just embracing it all, but it sometimes feels like he is an old man, who doesn't understand the internet but loves learning about it😭

And his race was impressive af. He really knows how to drive.

Fun fact: my brother thinks he should be Mercedes' first driver.

Lance. I've grown extremely fond of him. He's just a sweetheart and getting dangerously close to my top three. I might have to take him into consideration soon.

He's a cat. I love cats.

Initially I disliked him for the dumbest reason (being a rich kid), but even then I knew (or I was expecting) that the day would come that I start liking him and here we are. He's the kind of person I would want to be friends with.

Logan. Through Alex I've become somewhat of a Williams fan. And I really like it when Logan has a good day. The FPs were great for him. The race sucked tho (whatever happened there), but he didn't seem too mad about it.

Lewis. I couldn't believe my eyes when he took pole. I was so happy, but then the race start was so bad😭😭

And I feel incredibly bad that I didn't want him to get P3😭

He was just so close to Checo in the last few laps and I really wanted Checo on the podium. Please don't get me wrong, I would have loved to see Lewis on the podium. I would've loved to see him win, but with Max, Lando and Checo in front, I just couldn't cheer for him😭😭😭😭

Lando. I love this man and I just want him to finally get a win. But it seems like he takes P2 as some kind of win, knowing that Max is just unbeatable.

Max. His hair.

Also I just need to say how much I love it when Max speaks German. The Dutch accent when speaking German is like the cutest thing ever and I'm really impressed of how confident he is in the language.

And there's my internal Red Bull dilemma. I drink a Red Bull for every Quali and for every race. I don't want Red Bull and Max to keep dominating, but I want Checo in front and Max deserves to win because he is that good. Do I support Checo or the Red Bull domination by drinking too much Red Bull?😭😭😭

Either way, I love Red Bull and I will keep on drinking it lol. Also I might be a RB fan at heart. Still Ferrari all the way, but I came into F1 being a RB fan, because of rallye sport and almost every driver I like there, is driving for RB. And then there's what they did to Alex and Pierre and now Nyck.

It's a love-hate relationship.

Valtteri. I don't think I ever said anything about him here. I love this man! He is such a vibe. Just doing whatever the fuck he wants and slaying every second of his life. He's not at the top of my favorites, but generally speaking, he might be one of the coolest drivers on the grid.

In terms of race positions, I like to see him doing good, but I like to see my favs in front more. Alex > Valtteri, I had to cheer for Alex there.

Zhou. I'm positively neutral about Zhou,  I don't know much about him, but from what I've seen so far there's not much to dislike. But here I just wanted to say that I loved seeing him slay Quali. Alfa Romeo in general. It's good to see them in better positions every now and then. The start today was just unfortunate.

Carlos. I was surprised by how Ferrari was treating Carlos today. It seemed like the team was actually listening to him. I hope they sorted themselves out and they keep being nice to my man Carlito😭

But the German commentators kept saying that Carlos Sr. is already looking around for a seat in a different team for his son😭

I love him in Ferrari, but I would totally understand if he wanted to leave. But I also saw something about the possibility of him joining Audi and I gotta say, as much as I love Ferrari Carlos, seeing him in an Audi would be so cool! Might be because Carlos Sr. is driving for Audi, but that doesn't matter. It'd just be cool.

Pierre. I'm starting to find my love for Pierre again. It's not nearly as strong as it used to be (obviously, as he's not first anymore lol) For some reason I didn't really care about him for a few weeks, but it's coming back now. Also bad day for Alpine. Must be devastating, a DNF for both cars and it not even being their fault. I hope they're okay and don't kill Zhou.

Esteban. I'm starting to dig the whole Alpine dynamic. They might not be the best of friends but they make it work and I love that.

And still, I'm obsessed with Este's accent and I keep coming back to the squirrel clip. I just can't with him.

Also he gives me young Jeff Goldblum vibes, idk why, but I love it.

Might be the hair. Or the sunglasses.

Oscar. It's frustrating to watch Oscar almost get on the podium. He deserves a podium, he's an incredible driver and I'm happy that the car is finally good enough for him and Lando.

Yuki. Now that I named 18 drivers, I can just say some things to the last two as well. Yuki is such a cool person. I wish he was higher on my list (the honerable mentions are in no particular order). And like I said before, I'm a little scared of what Danny's performance means for him.

Fernando. I like him a lot. I like his laugh and his accent. He's serious but silly and he treats Lance well. I like to believe that he has no evil master plan and just actually likes Lance lol

Sometimes it seems that Aston is the only team that works together and just like Lance said, it's romantic.

Also Strollonso might actually be my favorite ship currently. They're so unlikely, but they just work and it's cute. Thay might not be a Lestappen or a Carlando, but they have my heart just as much and I need more content.

Wow, I didn't know I had so much to say. And I hadn't realized that I just named most of the grid until I counted them.

[stuckwthem]

hii could you do joseph quinn comforting you after watching the finale pls😭😭😭😭

hell yeah!!! i'm so happy with this request but makes me wanna cry so bad 😭 hope you like, love xx

joseph comforting you after watching the finale | fluff

t/w: SPOILERS AHEAD. eddie's d word.

summary: joe trying to cheer you up after watching the finale.

authors note: really hope you like it! requests are open! i'm so sorry if is trashy :/

p.s: english isn't my first language.

i felt the need to put this fucking photo and bless y'all eyes. god i'm so in love.

you never thought that you could cry so much over fictional characters until stranger things 4 came out. you were having one of the biggest breakdowns in your life while eddie was dying and just couldn't stop crying until the end of the episode. you finished it absolutely sobbing, mumbling some words about how unfair all of that was. 

you could see some tears running on joseph face too, but by the fourth time you were replaying eddies and max's deaths he started to chuckle. his hands were on your hair as your head is laying on his leg, stroking slowly the whole time. you turned your head to look at him, offended with how much he started to laugh. he stared you back in absolut awe, thinking how cute you looked with a red nose.

"i can't believe they did this." you exclaimed, lifting up your body and sitting by his side on the sofa. a hiccup left your mouth and you felt more ridiculous as he smiled.

"oh hun, i can't believe you are crying this bad!" he says with a soft tone, hiding a smile, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear. 

”did you watched it? of course i'm devasted! i mean, they're just kids! eddie didn't deserve it!” you whined, looking at him with disbelief. 

he also had a sad expression and tears in his face all the time while watching it, you could see how much this role had affect him. it was possible to see how proud he was by the glow in his eyes. you felt like your chest could explode with so much pride.

"plus, it was almost to like…watch you die." you almost whisper, a bit ashamed with how emotional you could get towards him. he looked at you worried, frowning, not wasting any time to hug you. 

joe has big arms, a soft chest and loving hands so when he cuddles you against his body everything seems to calm down inside you. you rest your head on his neck curve, sniffing. 

"wait, no, darling, are you kidding me? i'm right here, see? blood and flesh and i ain't going nowhere. it's okay, we're good" his british accent gets so heavy when he is caught by surprise and right now you just wanna melt with the vibration his voice makes as you're laying in his chest. "and don't worry, i'll make sure eddie has metal and d&d wherever he are"

joseph grabs your hands when you lift your head to look at him with a pouty face. he is trying to not laugh, so the upside down smile he gives makes you smile with him. joe brings your hands up to his lips, kissing the back of both of them, looking into your eyes with most careful gaze. he just keeps there, holding you for at least thirty minutes as you don't stop rambling about how good actors those kids are and discussing all theories that came into your mind. joe just nods and add comments between your monologue, slowly starting to rant with you.

"but the kas theory is the best one" he says, with widening eyes, totally deluded as he happily talks non-stop about eddie, with passion in his eyes. "c'mon, that kid as a vampire? would be mental!"

"hm mrs. quinn, you're getting too excited with this idea, got something to share with the class?" you murmur, suspiciously. he smirks at you, denying with his head.

"hey, i'm just saying" the curly-head shrugs, raising hands in surrender. you squint your eyes at him and joe laughs at your distrust "you know, i kinda like the ideia of being a vampire" 

his tongue walks through inside his cheek, holding a teasing smile. you breathe in heavily, feeling a little dizzy and euphoric with only the ideia. 

"oh yeah?" your shoulders push him playfully, and for a moment is possible to see the unknown glimpse that passes through his eyes.

"you know what?" joseph asks, leaning towards you. a strong scent of soap and a after bath lotion entering your nostrils, intoxicating your sistem. "you would be my first victim"

you don't even have time to protest when he attacks your neck, kissing the sensitive area frantically. his lips move up to your jaw and then your face, leaving a kiss on every speck on your cheeks. your chuckles mixed with his echoes on his apartment, just like the sweet nothings both of y'all say between the burst of laughter.

"feel better, gorgeous?" he asks, pulling his face a bit back from yours when he stops, just to have a better look of your tearful and red face, analysing every aspect of it. 

you nod with a soft grin and he smiles back, hugging you again before cupping the sides of your face in his big hands, squeezing gently your cheeks.

"i'll make us a cup of tea" and then he presses a delicate kiss on the top of your nose, leaving you in absolutely awe.

[futurecorps3]

OK, what about Eddie dating a cinephile? Like, they meet each other in a videostore, and there're always something new, because you can't possibly watched everything... 💕

Masterlist <3

THIS IS SO SWEET AND AMAZING I LOVE IT 😭💘 (I like cinema a lot but idk if I'd call myself a cinephile so this is just fucking perfect ahhhhh hope u like it bestie <3)

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"Hey Y/L/N" Steve greeted me as I once again walked into Family Video. "What ya got for me, Harrington?" I smirk, leaning over the counter, looking over the little doodles he and Robin made, tickets with addresses I'd never be able to read and some change they didn't place on the cash register. Steve pulled out an enormous pile of tapes from under the surface, all neatly wrapped in cellophane paper. Fresh tapes.

"Seriously, you could be addicted to weed or alcohol, but you choose to drown yourself in-" "Art? Yes" I interrupted, my rings jingled as I made grabby hands and directed them to the new movies they had curated for me "Gimme gimme" The paper felt soft under my fingers, and I couldn't help but sigh in relief to see I had my weekly watch list updated once again.

For about a month now, Steve and Robin had been keeping a copy of the best-reviewed films in the "art" labelled box that came in every week for me. Not that they ran out of copies, because if we're honest, no one in Hawkins watches the three-hour, black and white, European movies over the latest Police Academy, but because they chose them specifically for me and saved me the reading and researching.

And for that, I'd be eternally grateful.

"'Paris, Texas'?" "'84, it's about this homeless dude who wanders off the desert and tries to reconnect with his seven-year-old son and his wife" Steve explained, exaggerating now and then on his tone, mocking what seemed one of the worst plots ever "It's from that one dude you like, Y/N" said a raspy voice in the back, soon, Robin was walking to us with a box in her hands "Win Wenders?" "Yes, him" she nodded, dropping the package on the floor next to Steve's feet.

"It must be good then" I smiled, tapping my fingers on the tape and directing myself to the horror section "Start counting Harrington, I'm feeling hysterical tonight!" he laughed at my affirmation and jazz hands before registering the prices of the 5 movies I was taking home "On it". I dragged my feet through the carpeted floor, scanning over the endless dumb titles and humming a certain Black Sabbath song I couldn't get out of my head since yesterday.

"What the fuck is 'the fly' supposed to be about?" I asked myself, giggling audibly and continuing for my search. The rack was awfully empty this week. Shit. And then, I saw it. Almost like a vision, the lights reflected on the shiny letters; 'Friday the 13th: Jason Lives'. The cover had Jason's hockey mask illuminated from behind. 'Jason Lives' could be read on a grave. I scoffed, chuckling at the ridiculousness and the lengths people will go to keep a franchise alive.

Perfect.

I smiled to myself, noticing it was the last copy. I reached to grab it. "Hey Steve, I'm also ta-". The touch of someone else's hands stopped me mid-sentence. My eyes looked up after we both flinched, revealing a tall boy with the craziest hair I had ever seen. His lanky, pale figure framed by a t-shirt from a band I didn't recognize and black jeans.

"Shit, sorry," we both mumbled under our breaths, loud enough for the other to hear. We laughed together, a pretty one he had. "It's the only good one of this miserable bunch," I giggled, pointing awkwardly at all the others. Would it kill me to stop being so stupid and act like a normal person when hot people were around me? "Yeah, this week's selection is pretty crappy," he nodded, motioning his ring covered fingers over the complete area. "Watch it, Munson" Steve warned.

Munson. I've heard that somewhere.

"You can take it," I said, offering him a tight-lipped smile and waiting for him to take it. "No, it's okay. Take it," he answered. "Listen, I'm taking a bunch of tapes, anyway. Harrington has them on the counter now. This was just a whim." he smiled cheekily and paused for a second before taking the title.

"Let's watch it at my place"

I couldn't help but laugh quietly, blushing a little, but still a bit freaked out by the sudden request. "What makes you think I'd go to some stranger's house to watch a crappy movie?" I question, looking him dead in the eye with a curious glimpse coming from my pupils. "I mean, they say it's pretty good; A sixth part that has been attempting to keep whatever they have going on alive, pathetically, by the way, might be enough to risk your life," he smirked playfully, brushing some hair out of his face with his ring-clad fingers.

"Nice rings" "Thanks" we both stared at each other, him hoping I'd say yes and me contemplating the decision I was about to take. Would mom be proud? No, she wouldn't. This was probably a terrible idea, but in my head, Robin and Steve knew him, so I was 99% sure he wasn't a total psycho trying to kill me.

"Fine, but you gotta walk me home after" I smiled, walking before he could say anything else. A little "Yes ma'am" followed soon after and I heard steps coming behind me. "15 dollars, please and thank you," Steve grinned, packing the tapes in a plastic bag and sliding them over the counter.

"Did you not want anything from the shitty horror section?" Robin asked as the boy gave her the movie and handed her some wrinkled dollars from his black pants pockets. "Yeah, but he's paying for it" I giggled, taking the bag with my tapes and walking towards the exit. From the reflection on the store's glass, I could see Steve and Robin's perplexed expression as I waited for Munson boy by the door.

"Relax you two, the voices haven't acted up in a while now," he smirked. Robin couldn't help but burst out laughing and I did as well, after knowing for sure he was joking "Plus, Harrington here knows where I live in case I decide to kill you" he smiled sweetly at me, opening the door for me.

"Well, at least I'll look pretty while making my way through the doors of hell. Bye, guys!" I waved the wonder duo goodbye and walked outside, accompanied by my new friend, who had a little smile on his lips. "Do you live far from here?" I asked, walking as the dirt on the road got my black boots muddy. "No, it's only a couple of blocks away. Ya' know the trailer park?" "Oh yeah! So it really isn't too far from here"

A brief pause was made, cars passing by next to us, the sound of the wind being the only thing heard aside from the music they were playing on the inside. "I know you" I nodded, throughly sure I've seen this boy somewhere else. "School?" "Probably, b-but there's somewhere else I've..." "My band? 'Corroded coffin' rings any bells?" he seemed hopeful. He wanted my answer to be a yes, but I really remembered nothing related to a band.

"No. But that's one great fucking name." He nodded, laughing softly at my remark. "I know. Y-you should come see us... we play at the hideout on Tuesdays. It's pretty cool. We actually get a crowd of about... five drunks?" Munson admitted. He sounded almost embarrassed but still with a dorky smile adorning his lips "Hey that's something!".

After about five minutes, we arrived at his trailer. It was getting dark and the warm lights coming from the tall posts scattered around gave the place a mysterious atmosphere that was very much appreciated for our current situation. He struggled briefly with the keys in his hands, the lock not working properly the first time he put them in.

I got inside, cleaning my shoes on the rug rapidly and dropping the plastic bag I had been holding on the couch. Papers filled the carpeted floor, many notes and drawings sketched with black ink adorned them. They were on top of some squared sheets and maps of what seemed to be a fantasy land. "Excuse the mess. I wasn't expecting visitors." the boy quickly but with great care gathered them all, placing them on the empty table near the kitchen.

"You say that as if you weren't the one inviting me over" I said as I sat on the couch and waited for him to play the movie "Well, it's not every day you see the pretty girl you've noticed at school reaching for the last copy of the slasher movie you were pretending to check out. Sue me" he breathed, walking towards my direction and sitting on the other side of the small yet comfortable loveseat.

I felt the heat creep the way up my cheeks. Truth is, he was hard to miss. The big hair, rings, black bandana in his back pocket, chains, all black clothes. Of course, I had seen him at school before, but it seemed like a wild idea he'd noticed me as "the pretty girl" or for either of us to even acknowledge each other's existence. Hawkins was one shitty small town.

Throughout the movie, we remained silent besides from the small scoffs and maniac-like laughs we released at the silliness of the deaths on the film. I had to admit it was refreshing not to watch something that required deep analysis and my undivided attention. He made popcorn, and we placed it in the middle of the couch, him throwing single pieces at me from time to time and vice versa when we got bored.

It was nice to see a Jason movie that hadn't had just one death and some nice jokes in the horror of it. To be honest, all I've ever thought about when I'm reminded of that night is that boy's company. The little quirks he put on display when a jump-scare got him, how he'd mumble things to the characters as if they could hear him and his feet going absolutely wild when he got excited.

He was the nicest stranger I had ever met.

As promised, he walked me home. It had many advantages to it; it was dark, the walk home was about twenty minutes and I really found myself extremely intrigued about him, so I really didn't feel like the night to end right there. As we wandered to my place, he told me all about his DnD club, the band, how he learned to play guitar and the stories behind his tattoos since I pointed them out eagerly when I first noticed.

"I'm taking you to get a tattoo" he stated, more like a decree than a request "Jesus no! My parents would kill me" "Oh but they don't need to know about it" he teased with a little smirk on his face, raising his speed for just a moment and facing me soon after, walking backwards into the road. "You are a bad influence, Munson." "They don't call me 'the freak Munson' for nothing, doll" he winked.

I could feel something about the way he said that. And I just knew Jason and the team who shared a single brain cell with him must've come up with that stupid nickname "They just can't handle your coolness" "You think I'm cool?" he smiled "Duh" I said, widening my eyes with knitted eyebrows at the thought of him thinking otherwise of himself as we stepped into my front yard.

"Thanks" I nodded right after we stopped a few steps away from my door. "Hey, you potentially risked your life by coming with me. It's the least I could do" I couldn't help but giggle at his statement. "I was extremely stupid, yes. " "But did you have fun?" "I did" I smiled, walking towards my door and leaving him behind.

"And uh, by the way, the name's Eddie. I-I'm Eddie Munson," he said from the street just as I was about to close the door. "I'm Y/N" "See you tomorrow, Y/N" he smiled, waving goodbye and walking back from where we came from.

But I didn't see him on Monday. Or on Tuesday. Not even wandering the halls. Truth is, I was hoping to see him right away. It was until Wednesday when we finally spoke again. "Hey, Y/N" were the words that startled me when I was getting some stuff from my locker, I flinched before I turned to see it was him, earning a soft giggle.

"Relax, not here to murder you" he smiled. "Where have you been?" I asked, actually curious. "I could tell you I've been pretty busy with my business or I just didn't feel like coming but I've been trying to figure out how to approach you for the past two days" he barely blushed at the statement, rocking on his feet back and forth, hands in pockets.

God, is he cute.

"Is the plan coming along? Are the results fulfilling?" "I got to see you again, so yeah" now I was the one blushing like crazy, he noticed and smirked so smugly it almost made me mad. I couldn't get mad at him but I know I had given him the satisfaction of seeing me blush. "Does the pretty girl happen to be free on Friday night?" he questioned, looking at me amused "The pretty girl happens to be, yes" I nodded smiling.

"Great. Movie night?" my heart melted at the thought of repeating the whole thing again, wanting nothing but that since he left last time "What are we watching?" "I don't know, but there's plenty of tapes at Family Video. You're not about to tell me you've watched it all, are you?" he said, raising his brows at the serious matter in hand "I don't mind re-watching" I joked, getting a small smile from him too-

"Oh you got me feeling kind of special, Y/N" "You are, Eds" I closed my locker after noticing the red tints on his cheeks. "Now walk me to class," I said patting his arm and walking before he caught up.

We started dating a month after that.

To this day, I am convinced there hasn't been a more beautiful coincidence than Eddie Munson to ever happen to me.

[i-cant-sing]

Hi! I have a request/idea if you don’t mind ☺️! What about a todorki reader who does competitive dance, and wins most of her competitions (through her own skill, but that doesn’t stop dad slipping the judges a few stacks 👀) and Bakugo comes to watch her when he can!

Oh the best image just came to mind!

Imagine that reader is a really good dancer, like ridiculously good. Maybe you have a quirk which helps you learn any new dance in seconds, so you pretty much know most if not all the the moves.

And your family is so supportive too, they have videos of you dancing ever since you were little kid. So adorable!

And Bakugou? Boy, he didn't think it was possible for him to fall in love with you even more, but then he saw you dance and oh my god. How he wished he could lock you away from everyone's eyes so that no one could ever see such beauty.

Anyways, Katsuki's birthday rolls around and he wants to spend it alone with you, no parties. Of course, you promise him that you're going to give him his gift after dinner, in his room. The blonde's got a pretty good idea that you're going to dance for him, and so he pretty much inhales the food you had made and carries you to his room. You laugh and tell him to wait just a minute so that you can change your clothes.

You return back in a sexy little baby pink night gown, with lace.

That's when it dawns on him that you're about to give him a lap dance.

Y/n: ready?

Bakugou can only nod.

And then you begin to tap dance.

And it so good and so fast. The sound of the taps are all coordinated and oh so pleasing to the ears. Bakugou is just sitting there with his eyes on your form, his mouth slightly agape.

With one final tap, you stop.

Y/n, out of breath: so... how was it-

Bakugou, pulling you into his lap: that was so fucking hot! Don't you ever do it for anyone! *begins kissing you passionately*

Of course, the next morning, he asks if you could dance again. However, this time you do the Russian kicking dance (I'm sorry, I tried to search for the name but couldn't find it😭), thinking that it would be funny.

Oh no, as soon as you're done, Katsuki is pulling you back to the bedroom for another round😉

[sunlightandsuffering]

Witchkasa just knows werewolf Eren has a big dick and while she hasn’t technically ever taken dick before she knows she could take his 🙄

It’s such a big debate when they get together and reach that physical level in their relationship and she wants to have all of him while he disagrees bc knots and humans is just a mess waiting to happen (“I’m a witch Eren 🙄” “You still have the body of one Miki🙄”)

SHE DEFINITELY KNOWS!! She thinks about it frequently, I see witch Mikasa as someone who's been around the block a few times, she's no stranger to sex, she's had it with any number of guys from her coven, even vampires she doesn't discriminate. But ppl REALLY draw the line at werewolves there's the whole stigma about knots and everyone makes fun of them saying they're super hairy etc, all these ridiculous rumours. Mikasa doesn't really buy into it or whatever, but she doesn't go out of her way to fuck werewolves either. And then there's Eren and Mikasa is just blatantly attracted to him, and he fucking knows it, he can smell it on her, they're always trading barbs back and forth and she's constantly trying to steal herbs from pack property, it's a whole THING. But also, sometimes Eren doesn't pester her at the bar, doesn't bug her, he comes in single-minded, he doesn't even glance at her, just grabs the nearest werewolf girl and fucking leaves. Mikasa asks around and she finds out it's during his ruts, and that werewolves are crazy during their ruts. and that's when Mikasa becomes curious, and one day when Eren walks in she steps right in his path and when he tries to move she won't let him. She wants to experience a werewolf rut, it sounds hot, and honestly what if she got some herbs out of it too, she'll let Eren fuck her. But Eren starts laughing, he's like no you couldn't take me if you tried but he agrees to have her for one rut, and Mikasa was NOT prepared. he doesn't even penetrate her, his pants barely come off actually, he spends the entire time just taking care of her, making her orgasm countless times, and it satiates the wolf inside of him, but not Mikasa bc she wants to take his dick. and the arguments about it never stop, any time she sees him she asks 😂She's like I'm a witch I'll be fine I can cast a spell, and he's like don't care, you'll definitely get hurt, gives her pussy a little pat, you weren't made to take werewolf cock love and the whole thing just makes her want him even more 😭😭😭 She psychs herself up so much, spends hours researching in the library, trying to figure out if it's ever successfully been done, she finds god damn personal accounts, and it's difficult but it's been done before, and Mikasa is a witch so even better. She knows she could take him. She's the best witch in her coven, riding some werewolf should be easy. Spoiler alert: It isn't

[kthvbear]

RIDDD ofnhsueujqw i had to head out somewhere so i thought to continue reading it after I'm free.......but i couldn't stop myself from reading it and skipping the plan 💀💀 it was just a visit to buy grocery but ig candles and flames was more than enough for me to have today 😩

omg and- this fic..... u really challenged urself to write with a new style????? in the starting i was like, yeah this couldn't be rid- but ofuiw that anon, u really made her do this huh 😭💀 its amazing rid ❤️❤️❤️❤️ something new though still feels like u now after reading 🥺💌

His expression is changing, and his body is backtracking. Suddenly, his eyes look crestfallen, not as filled with fury anymore.

JUST WHAT IS THEIR PAST??? I WANT TO KNOW IT RN SO BADDDD 😭😭😭😭

“That I was an outcast. You would compare my dresses to fruits, laugh at them, or point out a minor flaw about me, or make fun of how I never smiled because of how tight my corset sat.”

And right now, your chest is burning, sadness in your eyes as you narrate further, “And I loved those dresses. The young and naive me would… prepare them days before and jump in joy. Just to hide in the back once she saw you.”

awwh no omg :(( hide in the back once she saw you.... you sadist 😫

“We were adults then, and I was ready to forgive you,” you tell him, gulping, “until you told a handful of men who liked me, that I’m the most untrustworthy snake in town. And how my sister,” you laugh; your gaze shifts to the ground, “is much more beautiful and actually worth the trouble.”

omg jk wtf???? this behaviour shall not be accepted here 🙊 most untrustworthy snake in town..... i understand why oc is hurt :(( but she said she regretted what she said before? thinking hard why 😔

Aware how ridiculous it might come out, Jungkook treads carefully, almost back pedalling before he chooses to let out, “Let me court you.”

*sipping wine* let's start with the drama 🤤

“Because I saw you at balls. You would converse and dance with the guests, but once you’d satisfied their needs to gain the attention of the beautiful honourable sisters… you retracted. As though you’d finished a task. They were happy, and you were happy to observe.”

jungkook. u didn't just see her. you observed her quite literally 🥺 he even noticed how she'd be happy even while Just looking at them? boy, that's....

And Jungkook — he just listened. That is, until he finally conjured up an excuse; you still haven’t figured out what strange reason urged him to come up with, “I apologise. The girl led me to these alleys, and I couldn’t find my way back.”

wait, how old was jk here? i mean honestly i cant FULLY blame him because he lost his father and was a child..... but if he was a little older, jungkook...u shouldn't have done that 😔 poor oc 😭😭😭

“Alright,” Taehyung whines, full lips sulking as he steps away, “not like you tell me much anyway.”

who gives u the right to make my bias look so damn cute as a character in every fic of urs???? my heart </3

“I didn’t know you’d want that.”

damn good one jk💀

“I thought you’re stuck all the time.” “Stuck?” “In… someone.”

kfnhsue ridd--- 😭😭😭💀 lmfaooo please

“I know,” he mumbles, “that I called this a courtship. But… All I want is sympathy. You’re my biggest fiend for nothing, you shouldn’t be, and I…” His hand reaches out, but he doesn’t touch you yet. You focus on his fingers. “It wasn’t you who killed him, after all. Life did.”

now he's talking ����

And you don’t ask; instead, you repeat, “You think I can awaken something good in you?”

omg that is so sweet 😭😭😭 they sound so mature now 🥺

“Hm?” you make, and then nod with twinkles in your irises. “I used to teach some of them once a week. I would come over and read with them.”

hands fucking down. vote this oc as the sweetest rn.

The closeness is alluring, but not as much as his words, “You’re saying all that as if you’re expecting me to fulfil some of that.”

yes. u ARE going to fulfil all of that, not just some. especially the intimacy part 😏

“How about riding? Do you enjoy it?” “Riding, I do. Does not involve horses, though,”

if someone tweets this on Twitter? watch it getting 69k retweets....

You roll your eyes, groaning just a little, “Don’t remind me. They’re like tents for butts.”

tents for butts- rid ily baby 💀😭

“I’ll do anything to get out of here, so do not worry. I have it all planned out,” you hear Jungkook say.

rid listen. if this is the angst in c&f, i take my words of jk and nara sleeping together in cmi back...please.... forgive me for the route i hadst then chosen 😭 but this.... this is unbearable 😭😭 just when i THOUGHT things were going so sweet and nicely.....ofc u had to do this 🙄

Like you’re a toy to beat up. To control and play with, like you don’t possess a bleeding, beating heart.

STOP STOP STOP THIS IS TOO MUCH 😭😭😭😭 god, why did she have to listen all this? for a fact ik it's all a misunderstanding :(((

Such an idiot to trust him.

my chest feels tight, all because of u.

“I… I hope to see you again soon.”

that's it, that was my last straw 😭😭😭

RID AKEUUQUW I THOUGHT THIS WAS THE END UNTIL I SAW YOU'LL BE POSTING THE OTHER PART

omg this was such a ride... truly amazing idek what else to say for this masterpiece 😭❤️❤️❤️

candles & flames | jjk (m)

Summary: He wasn’t supposed to be yours. His foolery wasn’t supposed to target you. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

➳ pairing:Jungkook x reader ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: enemies to lovers, royal!au; angst, fluff, smut ➳ warnings: so! they’re both royalty/high in society (gd should’ve called this ‘royals’), fuckboy jk, banter, past side character death mentioned, hints of fake dating but not really, angst!, the ending.., douchebag jk at times, crying, guilt, jk is sus too, bits of jealousy, society sucks, explicit sexual content: carriage shenanigans, sexual tension, fingering, oral (m. & f. receiving), mouth fucking, spit stuff?, manhandling, spanking, dry humping, dirty talk, angry foreplay but things get softer, he comes in her mouth <3, they’re hiding during all that <3 ➳ wc: 24.6k 😐 ➳ a/n: sooo. i love e2l and regency aus, but i haven’t written much/any of those, so they’re not my strongest suit. but hopefully y’all will still enjoy reading it, bc i did enjoy writing it. it’s just the beginning hehe <3 this entirely new genre/trope took some brainpower lmao so i’d love if you dropped by and told me what you think !! 🤍 

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[wikiangela]

911 6x04 😍

spoilers ahead

what the hell, the wind just picked the tree back up? that was wild, had no idea this is a thing hahaha

damn Eddie looks so fucking good 🥵 it's been the first five minutes and already I'm just like... damn 🥵😂 I am in love with this man 😂😂

loving Buck trying to get out of his comfort zone or whatever, couldn't be me 😂😂

also, Buckley siblings hanging out!!! need more of that 😂

"the wrong kind of mayo" Chris you're speaking my language 😂 sometimes you just can't get whatever's on sale Eddie 🙄 "you get what you pay for" so true 😂😂😂

"healthy one too. balanced" seriously, is this kid me or what 😂😂😂

oh no, what happened 😳 well, I'm happy to get more Chris and Eddie 😂😂😂

Bobby's back!! "maybe I can call them" omg he's such a dad 😂

YAS Hen needs a break! (Athena needs one too tbh, and I hope they're still gonna go on their trip soon lol)

I get you, Hen, I don't know how to do nothing either 😂 I don't wanna be left alone with just my thoughts, I need some distraction always 😂😂😂

so Hen says no and Buck says yes - I'm so excited for his plotline btw 😂

is this Stella from the Jonas Brothers show on Disney Channel 😂 that was my first thought sns hahaha

no, they're not about to ask what I think they are right - oh of course they did😳😂😂 it's kind of a weird question to just ask so bluntly the first time you see each other in years 😂

for a minute there I forgot Hen was supposed to have time off and didn't even notice she wasn't in uniform lol

btw I just love Eddie's haircut this season 😍🔥

oh shit he drove off with Chim 😳😳 and he's fucking drunk 😳 I'm scared lol

I'm sorry, the bicycle song caught me off guard and I'm laughing now 😂😂😂

oh thank fuck he stopped before hitting Buck, I think I stopped breathing for a minute there 😂😂😂

I'm so happy Chim and Buck are okay, they've already been through too much, don't hurt them anytime soon pls 😂😂😂

Christopher's growing up - oh, I can't wait to see Eddie deal with a moody teenager 😂😂 also, I just love that Eddie's talking to his dad - that whole convo was great, the dad was so right

I'm trying to think whether Buck is gonna say yes or no, but I literally can see it go both ways, I can't read him right now 😂

I always get so stressed when there's some random people who are gonna have some kind of emergency, and there are children involved - like, pls don't hurt the kid 😂😂

oh shit this is so horrible and I feel so scared for the kid 😭 shit is mom hurt 😭

oh thank fuck the girl is fine - what about the mom tho, tell me pls 😂😂

yaaaaas, Lizzo! the soundtrack this season is so good tbh 😂😂

"doing nothing is giving me more anxiety than trying to do everything" ain't that a mood lmao

I love that Buck is talking to Hen about this, I love their dynamic 😂 day-drinking and deep conversations, hell yeah 👌

I still don't know which way this is gonna go for Buck tbh

THANK YOU Noah for telling me the girl's mom is okay, I got invested in that short subplot😂😂😂

oh my god I can't believe for a second I forgot about Doug - Maddie's been through all that, it was probably so hard for her on that call😭😭

I know there's an overdose or whatever, but can we take a moment to appreciate Eddie looking so hot and cool in those sunglasses 🥵 oh my god I think I'm spending 90% of Eddie's screen time just thirsting over him 😂😂

a dog?? i knew there was gonna be a dog bc I accidentally saw a tiktok from 911 but never would I think an OD would include a dog lmao

this is such a ridiculous scene i love it so much 😂😂

Hen's drunk and still able to do math in her head and know what to do - she's fucking amazing 😂😂

Eddie is such a good dad, I'm just... God i love him 😂😂 also, love how he and Chris started to communicate on the issue it's so important to talk to your children about stuff (tho I know that sometimes it can be so difficult)

and now I'm crying because Maddie 😭😭😭 I love that resolution to the story 😢

wait, is this still the same day? did Hen come to talk to the professor while still intoxicated? 😂 I hope not lol

YAS HEN!! I'm so happy she got a second chance, she deserves it so much ❤️

oh my god Bobby kept the dog?? 😂 I mean, it's fitting, at least it won't be "an empty nest" 😂😂

BUCK SAID YES??? wow. I really saw it go either way, but it still surprised me 😂😂

well, now I'm excited to see how his story progresses from here

so, I loved the episode and it flew by - Eddie got more screen time and I'm not complaining because I could just look at him doing whatever the whole time and I wouldn't be bored 👀😂😂 - Buck's story was surprising but I'm invested, I can't wait to see how it develops - and Hen can retake the exam!!! I'm so happy for her haha