#i dont think i needed to do this really. but i wasted an afternoon already

[blackinquisitors]

right so this is very rough. some of these numbers are from the end totals on missions, some are from wikis. some numbers have had the changed rounded down or omitted. also the page I looked at originally must have been wrong bc the wiki isnt actually too far off from this final number. BUT ANYWAY. what arthur writes down in his journal is actually about 2/3k off. he doesnt include any of the companion robberies nor homestead robberies he can do on his own. here, ive omitted the debt collecting bc theres reference of that money feeding the camp, so it goes into camp funds. (it doesnt make sense for money from robberies to go into camp funds however)

Arthur can collect something like 18 gold bars + the gold ingot from the german family. if the game made sense he would hand half of that over to the gang ($9150) bringing the total gang savings up to $53,988.50. you can get roughly 10K from all the cigarette cards. gang half -> $58,988. hunting requests -> $59,143. exotics -> $59,518. not including all the stranger missions/loot/encounters that give arthur more money

what was my whole point with this? I dont know. I am eternally angry with how red deads money works and dutchs constant begging for money when the gang is doing pretty phenomenal. that final number from the our best selves mission is worth $1.6 million. the number if arthur shared his collectible cash ($59,518) would be $2.16 million today. and the money they had before the saint denis bank robbery ($19,553.50) is worth $711K today. so they werent hurting for money in the slightest.

I don't think dutch was thinking rationally about any of the money that they earned. I think he wrote off blackwater as a whole but couldn't let go of that money ($150,000 or $5.4million today) so all of red dead 2 was just a scramble to get that specific number back. because realistically they could have left america as soon as dutch got the idea to in shady belle. his robbing of the us govt and blowing up bridges and all of that nonsense was moreso revenge for hosea and for making dutch feel like a fool. he had to get the last laugh, and for him, that meant making off with the same amount, if not more money than the blackwater robbery without even stepping foot in the town again. icarus for sure for sure

[wintersera]

roommate au g!p chaewinter x fem!reader

notes: i fear i may have half assed the ending DONT COME FOR ME IM SORRY </3 but anyways my two favourite bob girls deserve a good dick sucking. also gaht damn reader 100% has an oral fixation

cw: g!p idol, oral (reader giving), blowjob, handjob, threesome (both idols receiving), definitely not proofread. i think thats it? lmk if i missed anything

word count: 1.8k

sunday afternoon and everything is slow as hell today, nothing is really going on and it’s just so…. boring. your roommates were nowhere to be seen, so you can’t even whore yourself out of boredom. ning was hanging out with some of her friends, aeri is out partying WITHOUT YOU? and jimin is out at a cafe. as for minjeong, she hasn’t even come out of her bedroom yet and it’s 2pm.

so what do you do? well, you knew a few friends that could help with that boredom of yours.

scrambling for your phone, you leap outta the couch and scurry towards your room. the door was already open so you didn't have to worry much about accidentally slamming it and possibly waking minjeong up. as soon as you get your hands on your phone, you immediately open up your contacts to call the one and only kim chaewon, waiting eagerly for her to pick up.

“is there anyone at your dorm right now?”

“not even a hello? a ‘good afternoon how are you’? you’re calling because you want my dick right?”

“um… yes… also good afternoon. anyways answer the question quick quick quick” on the other side you could hear laughter erupting from the girl.

“nah sorry everyones here today, even eunchae so... give me 5 minutes and i’ll be there, see you!”

with that, your very rushed conversation ended. you were glad to know someone was gonna come and fu- i mean take care of you. excited, you decide to wear your best set of lingerie for her. it’s been a while since you last saw chaewon and you wanted to make things fun for the both of you. however, unexpectedly minjeong had caught you changing through your opened door. looking cute in her oversized pyjamas and a blanket draped around her shoulders, there she stood with her mouth agape.

“oh you’re finally awake. i was so bored, minjeongie come and help me will you?” sorta forgetting that chaewon was about to come over.

“huh? i-i just woke up.. also why are you wearing just lingerie”

“oh, about that-”

didn’t seem like 5 minutes had passed, but she was already here, right outside the door. a big ass knock echoed three times as you stare at minjeong. “um… i may have asked someone else to come here, oops sorry minjeongie” she couldn’t help but pout at you, she’s just woken up and seeing you with pretty lingerie on has her thinking many thoughts. but now you’re gonna let someone else see it? she’s a little jealous, but really she wants to let you have your time alone with her if that’s what you really want.

“i’m gonna freshen up. i’ll be out in a minute” waddling towards the bathroom door.

anyway, you open the door to meet a shorter girl. of course you knew it was chaewon, so you dragged her in with urgency “i won’t lie, i need to make out with you right now” pulling her in by the collar

“fuck, is this what you’re like when you haven’t seen me in so long? are you this needy for me?” checking you out with a wide grin on her face. you hadn’t put any clothes on; just you and your lingerie. wrapping her arms around your neck, her lips almost meeting your own. you could feel her getting harder against your leg, seeing you so needy for her got her going and it made sense for her to react like that. it had been so long since she’s last seen your face, and it had been so so long since she’s had you at all. her actions alone shined through her innocent demeanour, pressing her hot body against yours to purposely rile you up.

“go on, kiss me”

her words were intoxicating, like poison it took over your body and pulled you into her embrace. no minute was wasted, her top priority was fucking you even if it was in the hallway. all clothes on her disappeared within seconds, forcefully dragging you to the couch and tearing off what remains on you so now you’re both naked.

desperate would be an understatement. there was a certain connection between the two of you and it was like electricity. every kiss she gave you felt like something new and refreshing, and it grew passionately. her lust, hunger, desire- everything; it was consuming her mind and body. she wanted nothing more than you in the moment and you let her have you. now you were on the couch with her above you. swooping down, she kisses your lips again, finding that your lips were already parted for her entry.

if your eyes were sharp enough you would’ve been able to see what was going on in the corner of your eye, but alas, you thought it was something falling or maybe something strange moving. but you didn’t care for it in this moment, your only thoughts were of the shorter girl about to dick you down. a couple of unknown groans were heard from the bathroom, and it both caught you off guard, yet you laughed, unlike chaewon who was startled “who..? come out the bathroom, creep” door opening slowly, minjeong panicking as her hands were fumbling on the door knob “..wait what the fuck minjeong?”

“my bad- i thought you guys were gonna go into the bedroom and not the couch… and i was kinda stuck in here so you know” quickly shoving her cock back inside her briefs.

“pause.. your cocks massive what the hell? join in. it’ll be fun, right y/n?”

“y-yeah that sounds fun” huffing as you catch your breath “minjeong~ come here”

yeah you’ve seen this exact scenario acted out before, but seeing minjeong bashfully drift towards you will always be your favourite thing ever. covering her face with a hand she whispers something into chaewons ears. chae nods with a grin on her face. what exactly are they planning?

hoisting herself off of you, giggling with the other bob haired girlie. no wonder why the both of them are very good friends “y/n baby, kneel down here” you nodded at her as she signalled for you to kneel in between them.

zero words were exchanged after that, but you knew what was going to happen. two women towering over you, chae who was fully stripped and minjeong who was in the process of taking off her briefs again. fuck, it was quite a view. both of their cocks were out, fully erect and ready to be sucked, but unfortunately you weren’t blessed with two mouths. however, you do have two hands that could be used.

but it’s you, you wanted something in your mouth and there’s nothing better than having minjeongs massive cock filling up the empty space. having one hand on minjeongs thigh and your other wrapped around chaewons shaft, pumping it slowly which also mirrored the speed of your blowjob. a low groan reverberated deep in minjeongs chest followed by your own muffled moans overlapping her own.

she looked down at you, seeing the way your eyes shined while you were giving her head. something in her just snapped and her hands flew to your head, pushing you down, choking around her shaft. the action causing you to moan louder. the vibrations from your throat sending shivers down her spine. your pride grew and so did your pace, bobbing your head up and down, coating her cock with your saliva.

and of course you didn’t forget about chaewon, like your mouth, your hands began to move faster. her slick coated your hands making it much easier for her to buck her hips into your fist. chaewon bit her lip in a flimsy attempt at trying not to let her whimpers out in front of minjeong and you, but she obviously failed to do so. covering her face in embarrassment only because she’s never been so riled up in front of minjeong before.

your hand felt great around her cock, rolling it all the way down her length made her feel like her body was on fire. as if it wasn’t enough you suddenly played around with her tip, swiping your thumb over it. god she was simply melting in your hands “more, more. move your hand f-faster i can’t take it anymore, fuck” a series of begs and squeels tumbling out of her mouth.

you could tell by the way she was begging that she was close to cumming, feeling her hand reach out for your arms as she squeezed them. indicating that she was about to release “good, too good. fuck y/n cum- i’m gonna cum”

toppling over as she was still standing up, she releases her load literally everywhere, her cum splattering all over the side of your face, your hand and some even dripping onto the floor.

she felt somewhat guilty for cumming way before minjeong did, so what could she do for her best friend? well of course she’d help you out by grabbing your head and pushing you faster than how minjeong had “come on. that’s a good girl, take minjeongs entire length. make her cum in your mouth”

your face began to grow hotter and hotter, eyes rolling back as you can feel minjeongs grip on your head become tighter. hollowing out your cheeks and pressing your tongue flat against the bottom of of her cock, you could feel her legs tensing as you drew her even closer to the edge “pleasepleaseplease don’t- don’t stop, i’m close pleaseee” all said while tears began to roll out from her glossy eyes.

her unending pleas and screams for you could definitely be heard by the next door neighbours, but her shame didn’t stop her from calling out for you in a manner that could only be deemed as whorish “cumming- oh god it feels too good”

rolling her head back in ecstasy, she lets out a guttural moan, gripping onto your hair for dear life. she gives one final thrust into your mouth, filling it to the brim with her cum. and she came a lot- swallowing it all and smiling innocently at her.

you watched her come down from her high, chest rising up and down rapidly. panting heavily while she’s staring at the ceiling “…are you okay there minjeong?”

“yeah, nah i almost lost my mind for a second. that was too good, i almost blacked out”

your knees starting to feel the pains of kneeling for too damn long, you spring up wobbling as you try to walk to the kitchen to grab a handful of kitchen towels.

“you guys came so much…” catching a glimpse of the wall. how the fuck did it get on the wall.. “okay now chae that’s just crazy because i know you cum A LOT ,but seriously how is it on the wall?”

yeah ik the ending is kinda abrupt but my mind ran short so… LMAO

[gorgonwrites]

bound to you (part 2)

diluc x fem!reader

wc: 2, 205

authors note: okay i know i said i like jumping into the thick of things but i am such a SLUT for characters slowly falling in love and the tension of dancing around one another before they get together UGH! here is a part 2 for my first fic. :) also! this is a side blog and i realized im not really able to interact much with other accounts here. i might eventually move things over to my main blog bc i dont do much over there anyways. dont be alarmed if "witchcraftandwhisky" replies or likes something lololol. thank you for the love <333

CW: 18+, fem! reader, reader is an artist! slight voyeurism, diluc accidentally catches reader masterbating, MDNI!!!, diluc AND reader are still dancing around each other rn ugh just fuck already damn

It’s been days since you briefly spoke with your husband, Diluc. He’s kept himself busy with the remainder of the harvest season, and you’ve felt uncharacteristically shy in his presence after his impromptu visit to your chambers. You have the perfect view of the vineyard from your window and you couldn’t help but greedily watch him, shirtless and hair tied up to stay off of his neck. He’s tanned quite a bit since he’s been home and you were pleasantly surprised to see the explosions of freckles that have erupted on his skin. Cute, you thought. There was some jealousy though, and you cursed the sun for being able to caress his skin so easily. You clapped your hands to either side of your face to rid yourself of the thought, and decided to be productive rather than wasting your afternoon in your window. 

Your eyes drifted to the corner of your room and after further inspection, you found your paints and canvases that had been long forgotten. I’ve hardly painted since I’ve been here… maybe some sketching will do my mind some good. You rummaged through the pile of art supplies to find an old sketchbook and some pencils and decided to find a shady tree outside. Adelinde greets you at the door of the manor, umbrella in hand to shield you from the hot summer sun. You both find a large tree with a lovely view of the vineyard and the manor, and you begin to sketch while chatting away with the head maid. 

After what felt like hours, a large shadow was cast over your sketch, and you were forced to look up and squint into the sun. Your husband loomed over you, glistening with sweat and looking curiously at your sketchbook. You quickly clutched it to your chest, startled by his sudden appearance. 

“Good afternoon, Master Diluc.” you couldn’t bring yourself to address him so casually yet, and his slight change in expression at your insisted formality was not lost on you. You began to fidget where you sat, and broke eye contact with Diluc to glance out at the vineyard where the rest of the men worked. 

“Oh, I think one of the boys needs me. Excuse me my Lady, Master Diluc.” Adelinde quickly said, winking at you before she gathered herself and quickly walked away. Up to no good. You tried to smile, but it came out looking like a grimace at your husband. 

“Y/n, good afternoon. I didn’t know you were an artist. May I see?” Diluc sounded as gentle as always, and you couldn’t help but hand your sketchbook over to him.

“I think saying I’m an artist is a stretch,” you sputtered, “it’s just something I do to pass the time. It calms my mind.” You didn’t know why him referring to you as an artist felt so embarrassing. You watched him closely while he flipped through the pages, noticing how his brows pinch together while he concentrates. He stopped suddenly, and chuckled. 

“Who, might I ask, is this?” He turned the sketchbook around only to show you a sketch you had done of his portrait that hung in the grand room of the manor. You gasped and snatched it from his hands instantly, curling in on yourself. You had drawn that not long after your arrival to the Dawn Winery, when you were still slightly optimistic about how your marriage to your husband would turn out. Diluc let out a roaring laugh, having to lean over you and brace himself on the tree so he didn’t fall over. You looked up at him and realized this was the closest you had ever been to him. You hadn't noticed just how many freckles had appeared on his skin. You noticed how his eyes crinkled when he smiled, and you saw fine red hair peppered across his chest. You also noticed faint scarring on his arms and stomach, and you mindlessly reached out to touch them. Diluc hissed at the sudden contact and quickly retreated out of reach, his own hands covering where your fingers had brushed. 

“I’m sorry!” you squeaked. You knew your husband couldn’t stand the cold, and you had been sparingly using your vision to keep yourself cool while you sketched. You knew your touch felt unpleasant. 

“I know you don’t like the cold, that was thoughtless of me.” you quickly apologized, feeling sorry and even more embarrassed than you already were. You made eye contact with him and Diluc held your gaze, looking confused. 

“How did you know that?” he tilted his head, letting go of his side and crossing his arms.

“Oh I, ah- you don’t like the cold so I’ve heard.” Adelinde had discussed Diluc’s aversion to the cold with you before, but you didn’t have many details as to why.

“I try not to use my vision while you’re home, but it’s exceedingly hot today.” you mumbled, bringing your sketchbook up to hide your face as you finally looked away from your husband. 

“I see. You,” he cleared his throat, “don’t have to do that you know.” You looked up at him again, noticing how red his face and ears were. Was it from the sun, or was he blushing? You couldn’t be sure. 

“That was actually why I came over in the first place- everyone wants more of the frozen drinks you made the other day. And I- I thought that may be something to keep you busy for the rest of the afternoon.” He was talking into his hand, still unable to look at you. Oh, how the tables have turned. You felt a wicked feeling bubble up in your chest, and you grinned ear to ear. 

“Oh, Master Diluc, you’d have your little wife work tirelessly to serve drinks to your employees? How indecent of you.” you smirked, resting your chin in the palm of your hand while you wait for his response. He gathered his composure quickly, and leaned over you to whisper in your ear.

“My little wife doesn’t know just how indecent her husband can be, hm?” his voice was low and felt hot in your ear, and he moved away from you all too quickly. You sat astounded, frozen in place. He’d never spoken to you in that tone before. He cleared his throat again, and his regular formal demeanor returned. 

“Besides, we don’t want you to die of boredom, do we?” he wasn’t smiling, but you heard a hint of playfulness in his voice. You shook your head in agreeance, still astounded by his sudden brazen comment. He nodded to you, and then quickly left to return to his work. You could feel the heat rising in your chest, heading straight for your core. You rubbed your thighs together in hopes of quelling your growing arousal, but it had no effect. You silently curse yourself, trying to regain your composure as Adelinde returns to your side, a smile on her face. 

“Shall we head to the kitchen?” she politely asked. You nodded again, not trusting your voice in the slightest. You gathered your things and stood up on wobbly knees to head back inside. You needed a reprieve from the sun, and you jumped at the chance to freely use your vision. Your mind wandered aimlessly as you worked, and you wondered if your husband would ever come to tolerate your touch. Why does he not like the cold? Is this the reason you rarely see him? What does he do when winter arrives? Your thoughts raced, one flowing right into the other. You realized you had long since been done with the frozen drinks, and Adelinde was calling your name frantically.

“Lady y/n! Are you alright?” you blinked in response, and realized it was snowing lightly in your kitchen. You tried to laugh it off, but Adelinde knew better.

“I’m okay, don’t worry. I was getting a bit excited while making everyone their drinks. I’m happy to have something to do!” you smiled, picking up the tray and turning to head back outside. You needed to get to your chambers as quickly as possible before the relentless heat between your thighs became unbearable. 

Diluc couldn’t get out of his head for the rest of the afternoon. His brief loss of control with you earlier was at the forefront of his mind, and he couldn’t stop thinking about how you looked at him afterwards. Your eyes turned hazy and a flush had quickly formed on your chest and neck. It was the heat, he told himself. He felt so bold in that moment, but now he wanted nothing more than to leave the manor and not return for a few weeks to let himself rebuild the wall that was quickly crumbling around him. With the final harvests coming to an end rapidly, he was going to be around Dawn Winery much more than usual. He usually welcomes this time of year, when he can spend a little more time to himself and rest. This year, he could feel dread slowly building inside of him. Maybe he couldn’t entertain you and keep himself as composed as he first thought. He greatly underestimated your ability to fluster him, and there was still a part of him that was reluctant to grow close to you. Growing close to someone means there's an opportunity to lose them. He quickly pushed the thought to the back of his mind, and decided he’d pay another visit to your chambers.

As he walked across the manor, he thought about if you needed more art supplies. You were quite talented, and he selfishly wondered if you had drawn him more than once. You had given him a happier expression than the one displayed in his portrait, and the thought brought a smile to his face. He decided to find the best supplies money could buy in all of Teyvat as a gift for you. He came to a halt, realizing he was at your room quicker than he expected. He raised his hand to knock softly, and froze in place when he heard your voice from the other side of the door. 

“Diluc, please-” you whined. He was hearing things, he was sure of it. The heat had finally gotten to him and he was becoming delusional. He had to confirm his suspicions, though, and nothing prepared him for the image he met after quietly opening your door. 

You were sprawled out on your bed with your nightdress hiked up to your hips, legs spread impossibly wide. One arm was thrown over your face and covered your eyes while you concentrated and your other hand was at your core, fingers plunging in and out of your pretty pussy. Your breathing was heavy, and Diluc could feel heat climbing up his chest. You were so close. You pulled your fingers out to focus on your puffy clit, wanting to let the feeling last a little longer. You suddenly changed your position, startling your husband. You were completely unaware of your audience as you got onto your knees and shoved your face into your pillows. You continued your ministrations, and your ass was on full display. Diluc’s cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt, and he could tell by your quickened breathing that you were close. With a quiet cry, you came on your fingers. Your juices ran down your hands and shaking thighs as you stilled and sighed. Diluc suddenly turned and quietly bolted out of your room, not bothering to shut your door for fear of the noise alerting you to his presence. He slammed his own door behind him, a thin sheen of sweat forming on his body. He was undeniably aroused, his cock straining against his trousers.

So much for controlling myself, he chided. He wanted to absolutely ravish you. He wanted to touch you, to taste you, and have you crying out his name over and over and over again. He slid down the door, resting his arms over his knees as he sat down. Dragging his palms down his face, he groaned. The image of you touching yourself to the thought of him was burned into his memory, and he wouldn’t forget it anytime soon.

[itsmebytch001]

hi!! i love your fics 💞

i was wondering if you could made a yandere platonic morales family fic with a reader who's been sneaking out to go on dates?

(of course you don't have to make this if you don't want to)

(Yas 100%)

Late Friday afternoon you looked over yourself in the mirror tucked away in your room. You were proud of your look and especially proud of youre makeup, you looked good and were excited for your date with Helia he was tall, broad and sweet, and said he would pay!

You packed your bag, juts with a phone, keys, perfume and emergency charger and headed for your front door, rushing past your Dad Aaron, and your cousin Miles.

Aaron: "Ay, where you going?"

Y/n: "On a date?"

Miles: "With who?"

Y/n: "Helia, I told you"

Aaron: "I don't remember you telling me"

Y/n: "I'm certain I did" And you had, like 3 times. You showed him a picture of him, gave him Helia's number and told him where you were going and he had said yes.

Aaron: "Why you dressed like that?"

Y/n: "Its a date?"

Miles: "have I met him?"

Y/n: "No I don't think so"

Aaron: "have I met him?"

Y/n: "No but I gave you his number, and showed you pictures!"

Both Miles and Aaron raised a brow at you.

Aaron: "You can't go out with a boy I haven't met in a dress like that"

Y/n: "Are you serious ?"

Aaron: "Do I not sound serious?"

Y/n: "it is a long length body con!" You gestured to your covered legs

Miles: "How do you know he won't try something?"

Y/n: "baecuse he's not like that, he's nice"

Miles: "uh huh" He said, rasing an eye brow/

Aaron: "I don't remember buying you that dress"

Y/n: "Yeah you didn't, I did"

Aaron: "And with who's money?"

Y/n: "My money?"

Aaron: "Why you wasting your money on clothes? You already have to many"

Y/n: "I'm 17, Dad. Clothes is what you buy when you have cash"

Miles: "Where you getting money from?" He asked susbiusly as if maybe you were stealing.

Y/n: "My weekend job? The one you pick me up from beacuse your so damm paranoid!"

Miles: "I don't see anything wrong with wanting you to be safe"

Y/n: "Miles, my coworkers think youre a stalker"

Miles: "Did you tell them I'm your cousin?"

Y/n: "Yeah, that just made it worse"

Aaron: "maybe Mile's could come with you on your little date"

...

Y/n: "Are you serious?"

Miles: "Yeah why not?"

Y/n: "Miles, It Is A DATE, I can't have my cousin just hanging round!"

Miles: "I could vet him out, make sure he's safe"

Y/n: "Miles, not every man on the earth wants to hurt me"

Miles: "yeah but they might"

Y/n: "Helia is a good guy, I know him through Flora, he's like a passafist of something"

Aaron: "or something?"

Miles: "So you don't actually know him?"

Aaron: "ummmhmm" He hummed in agreement.

Y/n: "He's friends with Flora, you really think Flora is the type to hang out with bad men? Ive' hanged out with him before with others, Ive slept over with him at Floras house and he's never tried anythin-"

Aaron: "You sleeping at other's peoples houses behind my back?"

Y/n: "No, Its not like that, you knew where I was!"

Miles: "what do you mean you slept over with him?"

Aaron: "I didn't know there were boys over though, did I?"

Y/n: "Nothing bad! Just he'd sleep in the same room and never tried anything!"

Miles: "I still think maybe I should go aswell"

Aaron: "I agree"

Y/n: "Miles' why can't you just be a normal cousin?"

Miles: "If you act right maybe I'll consider it"

Y/n: "So you agree it's weird? That you follow me, stalk my friends, my work and socials like a mad man"

Aaron: "Y/n that's your cousin, he's just trying to look out for you"

Y/n: "And it's not even just him anymore! Auntie Rio is obsessed with my sex life, that I don't even have by the way, always trying to scare me, giving me condoms I DONT NEED or trying to dress me, going through my wardrope and throwing out clothes she dosen't like!! like a normal auntie, right?"

Aaron: "Calm down Y/n"

Y/n: "And Uncle Jeff, sending him, a POLICE OFFIECER to run after me when I'm not even doing anything wrong, searching my fucking bag an-"

Aaron: "Enough!"

...

Aaron rose form the couch, your father looming over you.

Aaron: "Get to you room"

Y/n: "No, I'm going out"

Now Aaron, or Miles wasn't above physically stopping you, but they wanted to see your resolve.

Aaron: "If you leave now, you won't be welcome back in"

Y/n: "what?"

Aaron: "Go on and stay at one of your little friends houses"

Miles: "Or this Helia guy"

...

Y/n: "Okay"

Aaron: "I'm serious Y/n"

and with out saying another word, you simply left. And once the door shut behind you, Aaron was genuinley stunnded.

Miles: "Oh my god she left"

Aaron inhaled slowley, before sitting back down on the couch and inviting Miles to do the same.

Miles: "Should...Should I go after her?"

Aaron: "nah man, let her do her thing"

Hours since then had passed, at at this point Aaron assumed that you would come back, apologise, have your phone and laptop taken away and not allowed to leave the house for a few days, but you hadn't.

It was now 23:33 And Aaron was begging to freak, pacing back on fourth calling you over and over to no avail, while Miles eletred the family chat.

Unknown to you, Miles actually had a Notes page dedicated too the names, birthdays and addresses of all your main friends.

Musa Harada, sep 11th 2005, Malcoms Road 119th street.

Tecna Petrov, Sep 17th 2005, Opens Road, 100th street.

Ayesha Layla Andros, August 9th,2005 Greenway road, 88th street.

Flora James Rosie Hernandez, Oct 9th,2005, Red Reid Road, 33rd street.

Stella Marks Solaria, July 8th, 2005, Solarian Estate, Celetail's field.

Bloom Smith Jamie, September 11th 2005, Red Reid Road, 33rd street.

You know, normal cousin things.

Meanwhile, you and Helia were having a picnic date, he had prepared a lovley spread of tiny sandwhiches and fruit, along with a bottle of wine, was it underage drinking? yes but really who cared. Certainley no one in this park.

Helia: "You look really nice by the way"

Y/n: "Thank you, you too but i'm sorry in late, My dad had a thing"

Helia: "Oh, Is everything okay?"

Y/n: "Oh yeah, totally!"

It's 1000% not. Once this date ends, what are you going to do, where are you going to go? You half exepected your stuff to be in boxes once you got back, and the front door locked, and if he did let you in, he would take your phone, your laptop, your sketch books, have your Auntie Rio go through your wardrobe to throw away all your nice clothing, put bars on your windows put a outdoor outside lock on your door and whenever you would be allowed outside, it would only ever be with Miles, leaning over you, following you round shops and choosing wether if you stopped to talk to friends.

So you began to ponder the idea of staying at a friends house for a few days, though that may just make it worse for a few days, avoiding your family for days at a time would only make them more upest.

Who would you stay at? Musa's home wasn't really safe, Ayesha's Mom wouldn't let you stay, Flora's house was ran by her loud annoying siblings that she hated, but maybe you could stay with Tecna? Her parents were nice and they had a guest bedroom.

Meanwhile, Jeff was driving over to Flora's house, and once he finally pulled up outside, he knocked on her front door to be greeted by her Mom.

Mrs Hernandez: "Oh! Hello officer, How can I help?"

He huffed in the hallway, consuming the doorway.

Jeff: "Hello Mrs Hernandez, I was wonder if your daughter, Flora was here?"

Mrs Hernandez: "FLORA, THRES A MAN HERE TO SEE YOU" She basically screamed into the house, drawing her down the stairs case to see Mr Morales.

They didn't know each other well, but initanlly the Morales side liked her as she was the only one of your friends that spoke Spanish, butt Flora knew why Mr Morales was here, posing all normal like a normal officer.

Flora: "Hey...Mr Morales"

Mrs Hernandez: "You know this man?" She whispred to her daughter.

Flora: "it's Y/n uncle"

Mrs Hernandez: "Oh..."

Jeff gestured for Flora to follow him into the living room which he welcomed himself into, sitting down on the blue crush velvet sofa, Flora sat infront of him.

Jeff: "So, Flora..."

Flora: "Yeah..?"

Jeff: "Have you heard about Y/n?"

Flora: "Uhhh, nooo?" She knew what this was, she had heard the storys of your cousin breaking into Blooms house to drag you out late into the night, or your Uncle putting out APB's just for you, or your Dad simply not letting you out the house a few days at a time.

Jeff: "She's had another break down, and ran out the house...with a boy"

Flora: "oh..." She also knew that whenever your family would band together to find you, they would tell friends you were 'having a break down' or a 'crisis of mental health'.

Flora: "I'm sorry but is this police, or you?"

Jeff: "Excuse me?"

Flora: "Are the police, or are you looking for Y/n?"

Jeff: "Listen Flora, I don't want to create problems for you or your family" He said, leaning over the table between them.

Jeff: "But I just wont to know where she's off too...with this boy Helia"

...

...

Now Flora didn't want to rat you out, but she also didn't want problems with your family...

Flora: "Helia is a good guy Mr Morales"

...

Jeff: "We just want to know she's safe Flora"

Flora: "He said he'd take her to the east park"

Just as she said, Jeff sweeped out the house and simply left .

getting in his crusier, he drove off to the east park to go on walk about for you, he thought about what he would say to you once he got you back in cruiser, lecturing you, maybe even the boy, Helia too in order scare him off.

Whilts he was driving in the direction of East, you were ringing Tecna.

Tecna

ring

ring

Tecna: "hey"

Y/n: "Hey, its me, do you mind if I come over for a few nights?"

Tecna: "Can I ask why?"

Y/n: "My Dad's back on his bullhshit"

Tecna: "Ah, I see"

Y/n: "So, do you mind if I come over?"

Tecna: "I'm sorry I'm not at home right, but I'll be back tmorrow, you can come them I'm sure"

Y/n: "Ah, okay I understand"

Tecna: "I'm sorry"

Y/n: "Don't worry about it"

You hang up, what are you going to do for tonight? You can't go back, you'll he hulled to your room and trapped there if you do.

Helia: "Is everything okay?"

Y/n: "Not really, I'm a bit stuck"

Helia: "What do you mean?"

Y/n: "I can't go home tonight, I need somewhere to stay"

Helia: "What's wrong with home?"

Y/n: "My Dad's got problems, I don't really know"

Helia put his hand's round your waist.

Helia: "You could stay with me for the night?"

...

Y/n: "Sure"

So you And Helia began to walk out the park, on the way to his house while across the park, your Uncle Jeff was scoping the area, he called Miles:

ring

ring

Miles: "hey, You good?"

Jeff: "Come round The East Park, She's round here"

Miles: "M'kay, coming"

And so Miles entered The East Park from the exit, that unfortunaltley you and Helia were heading for concurrently.

Meanwhile Your Dad, Aaron was pondering on the couch what to do with you once your brought home, while Rio was making Coffee in his kitchen.

Rio: "I keep telling you Aaron, Y/n may be a clever girl but she need's more supervision, I mean she go's out the house for days at a time to sleepovers, or sneeks out for parties and come back the next day hang over!"

Aaron: "Yeah I know but...What else Can I do to watch her? Like I already go through her phone every few days or so, and her laptop but she's real sneeking now, I look under her bed, through her closet just to find nothing"

Rio: "She's just hiding it from you...I used to be a teenage girl, let me see?"

Aaron: "Be my guest" He gestured to your room, Rio swiftly entered your room, leaving the door open as she began to rummage through your stuff, after about twenty minutes she had found a diary, a bear full of cash and a book full of phone numbers.

Aaron: "oh..."

Rio: "Hasn't been that long since I was young"

Aaron: "Why the bear full of cash?"

Rio: "Probablly emergncy money for what ever she's doing when she runs out"

Aaron: "uh huh"

Rio: "You need to do something about that door"

Aaron: "what do you mean?"

Rio: "Like, maybe take it off the hinges for a few months, show her your in charge"

Aaron: "Bit much"

Rio: "No! She's sneaking out, seeing boys, drinking! You must stop this while you can!"

Maybe she was right, Aaron thought.

So he went to collect his tool kit, where he began to unscrew the door from its hinges one by one, leaving it bare.

Whilts you and Helia where beginning to approach the exit gate, you saw someone familiar in the distance, looking down at his phone while walking in your direction, not noticing you...Its Miles.

Oh shit

You grab onto Helias arm.

Y/n: "How about we go on a de tour?" You giggle nerveoulsy, pulling him out into the bushes.

Helia: "hehe, is everything okay?"

Y/n: "Oh yeah! Just want to see more of the trees" What a batter way of saying 'my family is mad and are hunting me!'

Helia: "...okay?"

And so you and Helia, poor Helia who didn't understand what the hell was happening began to walk back deep into the wooded area of the woods.

Miles called his Dad.

calling Dad.

ring

ring

Jeff: "Hey"

Miles: "Hey, I'm entering the park, where are you?"

Jeff: "Near the fountain, Its where most the teens hang out"

Miles:" okay, So I'll-"

Jeff: "Wait, wait hold on"

Miles: "Okay?"

Jeff had stoptted you, just for a second walking through the bushes, with a guy, tall lanky fellow with long black hair, following you.

Jeff: " I think I see them"

Miles: "Y/n?"

Jeff: "Yeah...with the guy"

Miles: "Near the fountain?"

Jeff: "Yeah...in the bushes"

Miles: "I'll be right there"

Miles said hanging up, and sprinting off into the wooded area inorder to find you.

And in the distance, he saw you in that black dress you left in, and you heard him coming, you heard his footsteps, you saw him rushing over.

Miles: "AY, Y/n!!"

Fuck Fuck Fuck

you turned to Helia.

Y/n: "Start running"

Helia: "What?"

Y/n: "Run!"

You screamed begging to take off into a sprit, not getting all that far in that damm dress, as Helia was already so far ahead of you, looking back at you trying to get you to keep up and you heard the yelling again,

Miles: "Y/N!!"

Up ahead, you heard another yell, It was Helia, having been grabbed by your Uncle, Jeff taking him down.

You felt Miles hand grab your forearm while running and pull your back into him.

Miles: "Gotcha"

Y/n: "get the hell off me!"

Miles: " Calm down, we got you"

Y/n: "GET OFF ME" You screamed as you struggled against his grip, you knew he was spiderman, you knew his strengh was something you couldn't quite shrug off.

Jeff was holding Helia by his forearm, tightly, Helia, clearly not knowing what the hell was happening began to hyperventilate.

Jeff walked Helia to you and Miles, where he looked down on you being held tight by Miles, again trapped by your family, Jeff leant over you and whispred over to Miles.

Jeff: "I'll take Y/n home, you talk to this Helai guy, M'kay?"

Miles: "Okay"

And So Miles let go of you, only for you to be immdedialy grabbed by your Uncle Jeff whom began to pull you out the park, now it was just Helia, and Miles.

...

...

Helia: "Do I know you?"

Miles: "How do you know my cousin Y/n?"

Helia: "Oh...She's your cousin I see"

Miles: "I asked you a question"

Helia: "uhhh, I'm sorry but what the fuck is happening?"

Miles: "Are you fucking deaf or something? I asked you a question, how do you know My cousin?"

Helia: "I know her through Flora, jeez"

Miles: "And How do you know Flora?"

Helia: "Uh, I know her through a class I took"

Miles: "Uh huh"

Miles approched Helia slowly.

Miles: "Listen man, I can't have you hanging round my cousin like that, m'kay?"

Helia: "I don't understa-"

Miles: "Listen, just stay the fuck away from her before I take you out, you understand?"

Helia: "...Okay"

Miles nodded at him, and simply walked off out the woods.

Meanwhile, Your Uncle Jeff was shuffling you out the park and into the police cruiser.

With Miles short behind, he followed you into the car, sitting next to you in the back with Jeff in the front, boxing you in the car.

Jeff: "Care to explain yourself?"

Y/n: "Not really, no"

Miles: "Are you serious?"

Y/n: "Did you hurt him?"

Miles: "What?"

Y/n: "Did you hurt Helia?"

Miles: "No, just gave him some words of encourment"

Y/n: "oh my fukci-"

Jeff: "Don't swear in my car"

Y/n: "Then let me out the car!"

Jeff: " Y/n, all Iv'e done today, all Miles has done today was run around trying to find you"

Y/n: "I didn't ask you too!"

Jeff: "Let me finish, We bend over backwards trying to find you when you go running round town, doing God knows what and all you do once we find you is give us flac"

Y/n:" Yeah, beacuse it's weird! You, a grown man and your son go hunting for me whenever I do anything"

Jeff: "We are trying to protect you Y/n"

Y/n: " From WHAT?"

Miles: "Y/n, You don't understand what goes through a man's head"

Jeff: "Exactly"

Y/n: "That sounds like a self report to me"

Miles: "Excuse me?"

Y/n: "You heard what I said"

About a half hour later, you pulled up outside your building where you were basically carried up to your apartment, when the door opened revelaing your Auntie Rio, and your Dad Aaron waiting for you on the couch, while your Uncle and Miles stood behind you, creating a human wall for you to get past.

Aaron: "I see you came to your sense's"

Y/n: "Not really, I was brought back here, by your Brother and his Son, again"

Rio: "Don't be rude Y/n, your just digging yourself a bigger whole"

You see your stuff laying on the table, your cash teddy, Your diary and your phone book.

Miles flicked through it, looking confused.

Miles: "Why do you have a phone book?"

Y/n: "In case Aaron takes my phone, I can call people since no one remembers phone numbers"

The room fell quite.

Aaron: "...Aaron?"

Y/n: "...is that not your name?"

You saw the colour in Miles face drain out. Rio and stood and stepped to you.

Rio: "How DARE you! GET TO YOUR ROOM!" She pointed to your doorless area of 'privacy'

Y/n: "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPNED TO MY DOOR?!"

Aaron: "I think you mean my door, beacuse this is my house, and you are my daughter and until you start acting right I'll be keeping my door out the frame"

Y/n: "There is a rectangluar whole in the door!"

Rio: "GO TO YOUR ROOM YOUNG LADY"

And as you sulked over to your room, you went to slam the door,Only to remeber, it was gone, you looked back at your family staring you down as you turned the corner.

Rio: "Adios mio that girl"

GIVE ME SUGGESTIONS NOOOOOOOW

[fateofthesammy]

As You Wish- Josh Kiszka

I dont really know what i’m doing witht his and i’m sure it shows but I hope you all enjoy!

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*Doorbell rings*

you’re pulling the last load of laundry out of the dryer, children running around the kitchen screaming the most joy filled screams you could imagine.

“Honey, could you get that for me, I think it’s your brothers!” you go to turn the corner laundry basket in hand, kids at feet him already at the door.

“As you wish, my love” he says, meeting you at the corner, finishing his endearing sentence with a kiss on your cheek.

As you wish.

You needed something, ANYTHING to get the creative juices flowing again, you needed that spark back. It’d been two years since you finished college, your English degree feels like it’s going to waste at this point, so here you sit, in a dainty coffee shop, staring at your computer screen, begging for the words to write themselves. And in walks the most beautiful specimen you’d ever laid your eyes on. He looks like he came straight from the sun itself. Radiating shades of yellow and gold. Just like that, as quick as he came, he went, but not without stealing a glance. The room now back to its dull shade of green and blue. He was it. He was your muse; the words did in fact write themselves at that point.

You made it a point to go back every day. For a month, but he didn’t show. A happy story quickly turned sad. But a story, nonetheless. You gave it one last try that Sunday afternoon. The time ticking dauntingly slow, the clocks tick tock mocking you. What a waste. Just before finishing that thought, in he walks. This time shades of brown, who knew brown could be so bright and happy. He catches you, covers blown, ABORT ABORT. You quickly release your eyes from his, slamming your laptop closed drawing more attention to yourself than you’d like.

“Leaving so soon?” you look up and seen HIM, golden brown eyes. “I’m Josh by the way.” He flashes you a smile that could make the grim reaper himself fall in love.

“I’m uuuh leaving” you said faster than eyes could blink. He places his hand on yours in the most endearing calming way possible. You quicky pull your hand away and head for the door, you pictured this going a lot differently no panicking, because why are you panicking? Because a male gave you attention? No. you knew it was because you were writing about him.

“don’t leave,” you stop in your tracks, “every time I walk by, you’re here, typing away on your laptop.” He’s now standing behind you, hand gripping your wrist, but gripping isn’t the right word, he seems almost scared to let go, scared you’ll fade away, scared he’ll lose you… he doesn’t even know you.

“Well josh, you’ve made yourself sound like quite the stalker.” You turn around and meet his comforting brown orbs yet again, he lets out a breath. His shoulders relax “why so tense? I’m just a writer in a coffee shop, a cliché at best.”

“you’re the prettiest cliché I’ve had the opportunity to lay my eyes on, please.” He sticks his hand out, pointing towards the table, giving a light nod, almost invisible, he pulls your chair out for you. “M’lady.” A wide smile and pink blush spread from cheek to cheek.

The conversation goes on for hours and hours. Never a dull moment, never running out of anything to talk about. Just you and josh and dainty coffee shop. As the crowd dies down, and the smell of coffee goes stale, the barista walks up to you both, “were closing in about 10 minutes.” You guys thank her and start to collect your things.

Heading out the door together it’s silent, but not uncomfortable. “I go left from here,” to state your direction home as you step out into the crisp fall air that sends and instant pink shade to your nose. “I go right, but I think I’ll follow you instead.”

“Why would you want to follow me?” the question seems stupid but necessary. “I’d follow you anywhere if it meant you were safe.” And safe you were. The entire walk to your apartment was filled with accidental but intentional shoulder bumps, and hand grazing, you guys took turns leaning on each other that entire walk home. Not paying any attention to where you were going, so much so that you guys ended up at your spot. Your safe spot, the spot you never showed to anyone. But I was too late now.

You got so caught in the moment with him, feeling so alive and free in the matter of hours. You felt bad because you were steering him in the wrong direction. But the wrong felt so right. You stop him, “so clearly were not at my house” you let out a tiny laugh. The smile he greets you with was more than forgiving.

“Darling, I told you I’d follow you anywhere, I didn’t care where we ended up tonight, as long as we ended up there together.” And together you were, “you know if we walk about 10 more minutes that way we’ll be at my place, so let’s just go there.” You let out an almost inaudible okay backed up by a shiver. Without a question he took his jacket off and wrapped it around you, intertwining your fingers, your hands molded together as one like that’s where they’ve belonged your entire life. Not stuck to some keyboard. but with his, the two of you becoming one.

As you walked up his front porch, you guys stop at the door. He turns to face you “I don’t let strangers in my house…” the look you give him is almost offensive. “We’re hardly strangers josh.”

“but you never told me your name,” he trailed off. Rocking on his feet heel to toe not making eye contact.

“it’s Y/N” smiling back on him, your name brings him back to you. He places his hand on your waist.

“Y/N, beautiful name, beautiful face.” All said while staring deep into your eyes, never completely lost, his smile brings you back home every time you think about it. This brown-haired boy with the brightest smile, I don’t know who he is, but I know him so well. “where’ve you been all my life.” He sighs tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Inches from each other, so close you can feel your heartbeats syncing together as one. The silence is so loud it’s deafening. And it goes against all your morals, but you say it.

“Kiss me josh.”

“As you wish.” just like that as if he’d been waiting and eternity, your lips collide, soft and gentle, not rushed or forced. It was beautiful. It was everything. And in that moment, the kiss was cosmic, sparks flying, and you don’t know where you are but you know exactly where you are. You’re home.

[peachsugarr]

Heyyy, Was wondering if you could do some headcannons with a Y/N (She is just King douchebag from SOT) that gets reveiled to everyone shes a girl. Cause simce they met her they thought she was a dude. Shes just stares at them blankly and shrugs at their confusion and shock cause she dont care.

normally i don’t pen this type of request, but this ask was sent before i made my masterlist; hence you had no way of knowing that in advance. so i’ll write this for you, just to be nice! think of it as a grandfather clause of sorts. all i ask in return, is for you to read the rules if/when you want to send more asks.

also, happy pride month everyone! 

as a lesbian myself, i hope everyone, in both the queer community and their allies, enjoys themselves and all the rights we have fought for over the years!

𓆩♡𓆪 surprise gender reveal 𓆩♡𓆪

ever since you came to south park, you’ve always chose to represent as AMAB

you always had tomboyish tendencies, but this choice was less about preference and more of a necessity

all you knew you weren’t interested in whatever the girls were doing and the boys had a really fun game that they definitely wouldn’t let girls into 

so that was that

it wasn’t hard at all

you went by a masculines version of y/n or some basic boys name that started with the same letter (all that goes to waste when they just call you douchebag imao)

if your hair was long, you either just kept your strands pinned up in a hat or just cut it all off with safety scissors until it looked like  a crew cut made with a weed whacker, and if it was already short, you just let it go unsettled as is

despite a few changes, your body practically looked the same as any of the boys, and they were never something that couldn’t be hidden with some huge shirt  you “borrowed” from your dad

they let you in without a hitch, and you play through the game normally, fighting madly over a tree branch and going on zany adventures (you did laugh your ass off about being blindfolded into the girl’s “ committee”, but you kept that inside your head)

a few months passed, and you feel like you’ve hit your peak

you’ve become king douchebag, and everybody mostly respects you, even cartman!

the parents are off your back about having friends, and while confused about the sudden change, don’t really care about it.

all of it could’ve crumbled on that one inconvenient afternoon 

you were duking it out with a random thief; turns out they stole loot from your super cool fortress (your bedroom)

you try to use your powers to subdue the threat to your kingdom, but he seems to have the energy of ten thousand crackheads (excluding tweek)

just then, he knees y/n right into your crotch

the game has rules against farting on someone’s balls, but they never said you couldn’t roshambo them 

you falls on your knees, yelping in agony 

while it still stings, you get back on your knees, ready to battle again, when butters shouts in a panic

“oh hamburgers, i think y/n’s gonna go to heaven!”

kyle interjects, saying 

“butters, you don’t need to fucking shout! y/n’s going to be alright”

“then what’s that on their pants!”

you look down your body, pissed beyond belief that they’re stopping the game over this,  getting hit really wasn’t THAT big of a deal…

and then you see it. a pool of crimson decided to start around your thighs, a stark contrast that nobody couldn’t notice

you didn’t know what it was at first, as you didn’t have the best sex-ed education 

your parents were too busy protecting their identities to really explain to you what a  period was

mr. garrison just said that periods were “something that makes a woman a total bitch!”

and the movie you watched behind the couch, as your parents had a movie night, just had a girl get pelted with tampons for bleeding

with your experience, you did what any great ruler would do, one that was determined to defend their land and people from troubles ahead

you stopped the game abruptly and ran home

the boys all had different reactions. some wanted to comfort you, some whined about what a lousy asshole you were leaving them there, and others thought they were having a funeral pyre next week

whatever they thought, they still chased  you because they couldn’t do much by themselves when the game revolved around you

you didn’t care about any of that. you ran as fast your stubby little legs could carry you

you covered your body with your coat, wanting to dissolve into your clothing entirely

you didn’t stray too far from your house, and you and your group soon slam the door open, coming on your mom drinking her third bottle of wine today (she was getting better)

you spout a glibbish mess of sentences about bleeding out and dying,  you not knowing why this is happening to you, that you loved her very much, before falling into a pleading sob

your mom holds your hand tight, before laughing right in your face 

you’re still worried but also pissed that she thinks your death is a fucking joke; you ask what is wrong with her

“Oh, y/n! you’re not hurt at all. 

thanks again,  cartman

your mom is shocked that you’ve been lying to them this whole time, and carefully fills like everything

they are respectful to her for the most part, what with cartman making objections and craig just…leaving mid conversation.

you are panicking inside, but you decide to take it in stride and take whatever decision they give you

the last few days are awkward for both you and them

you could cut through the tension through your cardboard sword

they ask a concerning amount of questions about you being a girl

especially princess kenny

princess kenny wants to know everything about you, girlfriend

it’s all met with eye rolls and intense shrugging 

so much so that your head and shoulders hurt from doing it

despite their shock,  your genitals really didn’t matter before and you doubt they will now

they call you into a meeting with them, and your cool facade starting cracking under the rumbling in your stomach

they all look at you in total awe, like you’re a witch being burned alive in salem

the whispering grows among them, and you hum to yourself quietly just to drown it out

the final judgement comes in.

stan starts to give a half-assed speech but cartman interrupts not even a sentence in

while you have committed the capital crime  of being a girl, you are awesome enough  where they can overlook that

you can  keep both your title and all the powers you had before

you are bursting with joy, but you keep your celebration to jimmying in your seat so they don’t take that all back

life soon turns to normal, but a few differences have become apparent

cartman seems to not personally approve of you staying in the LARP (he’s still in his “girls have cooties” stage)

he’s still decent to you (as he can be, anyways) but you noticed he gives you less quests and xp than before 

not that matters at this point, but you act a  bit more snarky towards him  

even flipping him off once or twice

you worry that stan is going to barf on you at any moment, so you start wearing a raincoat around him

he never does though, for he has eyes on a certain ruler in another kingdom

positive changes come your way, nevertheless

for example, you get the comedy of clyde declaring to everyone he’s not gay for having a crush on you (craig is not pleased. at all)

several debates were held over you in craig’s gang

and kenny starts to hang out with you more, what with you two being the only “girls” around to talk to

overall, while you wish that you could’ve kept your secret longer, it didn’t mean squat in the end, as these guys would have stuck with you regardless.

you spend all day planning for the next big game, planning your outfits and attacks with excitement

you even try wearing a skirt/more feminine colors with your outfit, because maybe being a girl isn’t so bad after all

that is, until you have to miss out on the first branch of the superhero arc due to your cramps putting a vice grip on your ovaries like you owe them millions 

goddamnit.

if you made it all the way here, thank you so much for reading. if you liked what you see, please don’t hesitate to put fic or head-canon ideas in my inbox! i’m only writing style for now, but can’t wait to see the possibilities. other anon; i will publish your story idea soon, i apologize for the wait.

hope you all have a lovely day!

-filia

[omegasmileyface]

some things fuck up your life if you dont do them. this post wasnt supposed to be about EVERYTHING, im a hedonist myself and a nig believer that if somwthing isnt working for you you should quit. fuck it. but, like, the thing i was originally doing in this post was an accounting lesson, because i paid hundreds of dollars for an accounting course because i hated my job and needed a certification to get a job i could almost begin to tolerate. if i did do it, i would be bored for 20 minutes. if i didnt do it, i would have wasted money i cant afford, plus the month of labor i had already put in, and i would still be just as unqualified for accounting jobs, and so i would either continue to not have a job (which i really cant afford) or have to get a job that makes me feel like dying every day forever

its about prioritization. means and ends. picking up a book i want to read is boring, but ill feel way better after reading it. calling the theater to order a ticket is terrifying, but ill be much happier after i watch the show. starting the essay feels like sticking my hand in a toilet but not having done the essay would ruin my one chance at a grade.

due to the season i posted this, lots of the comments have been along the lines of "this is a sign for my to do my taxes" and... yeah. if you do your taxes bored, you have one boring afternoon. if you do your taxes scared, you have a couple hours of checking up on yourself, and pausing midway to make sure your breathing is ok. if you do your taxes shitty (in the us), you get a letter from the irs that says "hey we need another $20" / "hey you gave us an extra $20" and you fix it. but if you don't do your taxes? that's when the real trouble starts

i am a strong believer that "cheating" is mostly fake, and you should make something easy and pleasant for you however possible. watch tv while folding laundry, store your toothbrush in the kitchen, whatever. also that you should be allowed to figure out for yourself what deserves your attention and quit things, even if it means "giving up" on a long-term goal of yours or "wasting" progress or disappointing someone. but i also think you have to do things sometimes, or at least start things, in order to have fun and pleasure (and do moral good) in life. you deserve slow-dopamine-release hobbies, and not facing consequences for failed responsibilities, and your friends deserve a friend who does (some) things with them and generally doesnt flake.

with all that in mind, its possible youre the kind of person for whom "waiting for the right time" actually ends up getting a right time before it's too late, or for whom you only feel really shitty about things if they're bad enough that you genuinely shouldn't do them. if so, that's genuinely awesome! but for most of the people seeing this post, there's some kind of disability or illness or just-plain-habit making that more difficult (i have seen this post tagged adhd a million times, and autism, depression, anxiety, chronic fatigue, and ocd a hundred times each (/hyperbole))... to quote a comment ive seen on it several times, from different people, "if I didn't do things bored i would never do things at all"— i go "uuuugggghhhh" everytime i think about my hobbies, or my career, or spending time with my friends, or being in public, or leaving my house, or just about anything else. but i still want those things. so, i made this reminder that when you think "well, ill do it later— i cant do it right now. the time isn't right; im bored" that "its boring" doesnt necessarily mean you cant/shouldnt do it. its a rule you made for yourself, and it has its defensive purposes, but you have to recognize it and know when its time to break it, you know? not everything has to be perfect, and not all positive motion needs to be immediate. you gotta plan for the future on neurotransmitter stocks sometimes

does that make any sense? sorry if at any point it came off accusatorily! i didnt mean it that way but i just woke up >< thank you for the comment!

realizing that sticking to the "do it bad" "do it scared" mentality implies theres also a "do it bored"

[leoolol2]

29/09/2024

I wasn't expecting something this big, but here is my second day of writing.

anotação pro meu psicólogo: o senhor pode me fazer um relatório pra eu ir pro psicólogo da minha mãe, por favor? ela queria que eu fosse porque eu realmente tô com dificuldade de estudar mesmo estudando fora do meu quarto, e ela achava que o meu quarto era o problema. :) obrigado.

Well, I can't sleep. Like, at all. So here I am, already writing this in 2:30 AM! I probably will have an all-nighter and wtv, I should be productive tonight.

I was a bit productive, doing some of my math homework and watching some mvs from my fav bands until 4 am and then just passing out. I then woke up at 9, and my mom wrote some of my fav bands on my nails! i forgot to mention yesterday that i painted my own nails at night. (mcr and p!atd). i also took a bath in the morning and washed my hair; something i think i havent done for about 1 or 2 weeks? i think im getting worse, mental health wise, but i dont know. i'll update this once the afternoon ends. I also ranted a bunch about mcr and fob to my mom, and she complained about linkin park to me. i love my mom and having similar interests with her! My brother came to visit us today! :)

I ate some actual meal today: broccoli, rice, just a bit grinded meat, sweet potato, and normal potato. The broccoli tasted like shit. I also drank peach tea. After lunch, we went back home and got my Nina the Killer cosplay jacket to a dressmaker so that she could put a zipper on it. We then went to get some icecream at McDonald's! I ranted a bunch about MCR again but this time to my brother. :)

After that we went back home and my family decided to put up the shelf I had on my floor for the longest time. It's a bit crooked, but I don't mind, honestly. I now have a bunch of shit I need to put up on the shelf once more, though. It's all on my bed, making me barely able to sit here and write this on my PC. Well, I should put up my stuff on my "new" shelf.

after scrolling through tumblr a bunch my mom did my nails for me. it was fun. i only got a top coat added because my black nail polish is on the verge of dying but its fine! i'll buy some later. my nails are not shiny, though.

i did some of my hw, and also got my piano out of under my bed! my friend also got me in contact w this russian boy, i think hes cute. hes in brazil too, so i rly hope he replies to my dm on insta.

im so so soo sleepy, so im gonna go sleep after i finish at least this teacher's hw. its 21:47, for the record. i didn't stay up that late today. still, im gonna post this. i hope whoever reads this has a good day!

꒰꒰・┄┄┄┄・rants section・┄┄┄┄・꒱꒱

this is a section i made up to see if any time i have any rants, i come here!

so it will be more in depth than the actual casual diary. (i also will mention when exactly i wrote it!)

12:52. thinking about how my therapist tells me to act as my own best friend. i dont know how, genuinely. i cannot. maybe i can suck my own dick sometimes and tell myself im so hot and the best person in the world, but thats obviously not true. its not like i feel like that all the time, either. from a day to another i suddenly feel like the worst person alive. its not as if someone tells me that i am, or something triggers me. i just feel that out of no where. but whatever.

16:22. My dad doesn't understand that yelling at my dog doesn't do anything. It just makes her madder and more pissed off at the world and makes me actually feel sick and about to cry. I want to protect her from everything. I don't want to be here, I want to go away with her and fuck everything else. I won't be missed probably anyway. The only people that would miss me is my online friends, who doesn't really know me in real life. Well, I guess some that have this blog can now know more about me. :)

16:26. Thinking about the ripped up letter. I wasted 2 hours of my night writing that for a girl who didn't even want me romantically. She just wanted to have fun, someone to kiss with no feelings truly attached. I guess that would be fun if my feelings didn't feel so extreme. Someone I love can become someone I despise just because of a small mistake they didn't really mean to do. Well, I try not to be too mad at them for that, but this isn't the case of that anyway. I wanted her to be my girlfriend but she didn't want to have anything romantic. She practically cut ties and said that she had shit for yesterday when she used to be so excited to see me some time ago. Maybe it was an excuse that she made. Either way, we're not talking. I don't really care about her. I care about the time and words of mine that she wasted.

17:46. i was listening to music and back to the old house reminds me of them so much. fuck. i miss frank.

17:59. i feel too feminine, doing my nails and liking girly things. my face is too feminine, my voice is too feminine. everything about me, the way i walk, talk, read out loud, interact with my friends. absolutely everything. i want to cry thinking about it because i dont want to. maybe this is an internalized issue of some sort. i really need to address this in therapy, probably.

18:17. I just noticed im going back to my "scenecore"/crunkcore phase. fuck. one of my worst, honestly.

18:30. just wanna mention how amazing i feel rn:3 feeling on top of the world is so good !!

18:58. winderson is making me rage. makes me want to punch him or throw it somewhere. but he's my baby, i cant do that.

[yourl0cal1ncorporealb3ing]

TW VENT AT SOME PARTS

(ALSO NONE OF THIS PROOF READ SO IT MAY NOT BE LEGIABLE I just wroet this and i already forgot half the stuff i wrote)

y'know the mix of horrid chronic fatigue and insatiable numbness and the dissociation just makes me feel like I missing out on life, I yearn to go outside, to go play, to have fun, just run around but I cant. I sit in my room on tumblr or youtube wasting the day away wishing I did something more productive. I feel like a husk of person I feel like Im in a movie theater alone watching the most boring movie ive ever seen, I feel lonely while also being too socially drained to watch and respond the the video my friend sent me. Not to mention when my parents used to fight, my moms road rage/anger issues, it caused me to fucking terrifed of conflict so sometimes I minimize my needs when around other people and constantly asking about things and if im doing it right but also worrying if im annoying them with all my questions because my grandma has gotton mad at me for that before i think either that or it was me asking why she loved my cousin more than me because she yelled and fought with my dad because i wouldnt give my cousin my fukcing chicken nuggets my dad bought for me like fuck you i mean im sorry grandma

The anxiety and hyperactivity of my ADHD spikes up at night so either i got to sleep and wake up in 13 hours or I can stay up till 4am, go to sleep and wake 13 hours (Just feeling a lot worse). Im literally shaking as I write this and i can tell if im just so fucking restless even if im fucking tired (its 3:38am) or anxiety or the entire kiwi strawberry monster I just drank Its ok im drinking water a lot of it i just need to get my thoughts out of my head because its like a thousond of the dvd bouncing tv screen in my head rn idk if its getting better idk if im gonna post this too maybe idk any ways im shaking oh btw i might have non-diabetic hypoglycemia and i have to get a bunch shots next week and I really hate the doctors it always makes me really scared and uncomfy n shit and idk why damn im shaking a lot. I almost freaked out bc i cant find my charger and my tablet almost died but i have another one ive been using so i just used that but i want to know where my charger went :(

istg ive been eating fucking pasta for the lat 3 weeks and i hate it i hate it i hate it HATE it every. fucking. meal. I cant. I have comfort foods I like and its mostly carby food like pasta so i eat pasta alot but since our oven stopped workin its all i know i can make that easy and i laike it but i secretly dread it so i have been eating a lot of candy to keep my brain happy but im not i should be happy ive been hanging with my frinds and its summr break but im just numb, i always am, yk the year I just finished? yeah for the majority of the i was fighting autopilot mode and disassociation but i was constantly in it i dont think i cant handle going to high school this year i think i might act pass out from exhaustion I barely survived middle school Im not okay i need something meds? idk I should not be this messed up i mean my family is great (yk...apart from the fighting which isnt that common anymore and moms anger issues) but theu love me so whats the problem? school school why is it so unoccomidating to neurodivergents same with ppl with social anxiety like i have had MULTIPLE bad panic attcks in class cause i had to do smthin in front of the class I fukcing hate the school system fuckfukcufkyoiuu school fuck the emercian school system FUCKYOUUUUUUUUU

Im too conflict avoident I cant

the afternoon feels so tiring in a stuffy way if that maks and sense i need to treat my FUCKING adhd already i can have music playing at all times thats not a good long term strategy to shut up my brain i mean ffuck i have music on rn and you can see my insane ramblings

anyyways I kinda think im a daave fiction kin (like DSAF) but im 90% sure im just and otherlinker and I just want to feel speacial or some shit but whos know i have the worst imposter syndrome known to man (I have almost every symptom of Cfs and my friend has asked if i have it but nahhh i defs dont) but also i had a weird experience once. I was like listen (its getting hard to type with the shakiness :0) ing to 2 dave and henry playlists and i kept listening to the henry one and I was in the car and i was falling and out of sleep when i saw like flash of dave but it didnt look like cannon dave he looked different he was mush more blue and he was leaning against a wall with messy longish hair and he had a hat and scars all over him and he had a purple buttoned shit that was fulled buttoned up and the perspective i saw was like a photo someone had taken and he seemed just chilling perhaps talking to jack? idfk but yeah theres my weird experience like the best way i can explain this feeling towards dave is "Idkk if i was you but probably mightve at some point like most likely at some point"

i hope i sound legiable (if i do post this AND someone actually reads this all) it is 4:08am and I feel too many things once i probably will sleep at 5 or 6 anyways byebye

[substanceuser971]

made the connection between my addictive tendencies and my attachment issues both stemming partly from a feeling of wanting to recreate initial happy memories. it feels like other people are able to move on with their lives easier than im able to. people seem to n=be able to move on from me as soon as i stop being interesting and novel to them, while im stuck wanting to keep replaying what we had when we started, and it plays out the same way with drugs, trying to recreate that same way i felt those first few times i got drunk or high. it feels like i keep trying to create a tiny little time loop that i can live in forever instead of accepting when things arent as good as they used to be. and one feeds into the other too, people have left me for struggling with substance dependence and i depend on booze and weed to cope with feeling abandoned. its a really vicious cycle

ive been doing pretty okay with staying sober lately, but its mostly because i cant afford to stock back up on weed and the only alcohol i have is beer which isnt kosher for passover. today my landlord and his friend came over to do some renovations and they shared a joint with me, and it felt great to finally get high again but i also feel like it sent my brain right back into the mindset of needing to get high daily and keep it in my system. another part of why i get intoxicated so much is because i get fucking horrifically bored and understimulated, and weed and booze are the easiest way to stave off the feeling, so lately ive been trying to put my energy into hobbies and find other ways to stay stimulated as replacement behaviors for using. its been effective and its been a great feeling to be more productive and have more mental capacity to do things i enjoy. but after smoking this afternoon, once i came down from the high, i felt more bored than i have in a good while. the experience makes me think that maybe pot in particular causes me to be dependent on it to fight off boredom, and the lack of boredom it temporarily provides me makes anything i do while sober feel more boring by comparison.

honestly, i dont have faith right now that ill be able to refrain from buying more weed as soon as my paycheck comes in. my finances really arent great, but i have a slight buffer from my upcoming tax return covering my rent for may, and its way too easy for me to just take a bus downtown and hit up one of the many many dispensaries we have here. i can try to put it off for as long as possible, but itll only take a quick moment of my self control faltering enough for me to end up on the bus and then ill come home with enough flower to last me at least a couple weeks. sunk cost fallacy, if ive already bought the bus pass ill feel guilty if i just change my mind and go right back home. maybe if that happens, i can try replacing a dispensary trip with a bit of wandering downtown, check out the shops i havent gotten to see yet and maybe buy myself a cheap trinket or two, or a little snack. i think that would be a good idea, and it would most likely be cheaper without making me feel like i wasted money on the bus pass. i might try to do that if i end up on my way to a dispensary. but really, i dont know if i have the self control to keep from restocking my stash even with that backup plan in place, because its just so fucking easy to get my hands on it as long as i have the money to pay for it, and its so tempting because it feels so good to get high that i end up disregarding the consequences until they hit me.

it feels better waking up in the morning when i fell asleep sober. in the past couple weeks, when ive barely gotten high or drunk, its been a lot less of a pain getting out of bed in the morning, and i always feel groggier on the mornings after using. its uncomfortable and i dont like how hard it is to wake up. on the other hand though, my insomnia has been a lot harder to control since ive had to cut back on weed. it was far from fixed even when i was getting high nightly, but it at least kept my brain fro buzzing so much that i couldnt relax. lately i keep staying awake for like 30 hours at a time even though i get delirious staying awake that long. even right now i just feel exhausted and i want to sleep, but i have too much going on in my brain thats demanding i stay awake and Do Things despite being too sleep deprived to actually do much of anything effectively. im pretty sure i have some kind of sleep disorder, because ive struggled with insomnia and fucked up sleep patterns for years, but i also kind of think cutting back on cannabis could be exacerbating it. the joint from earlier got left with me, and we all only took a couple hits, so ive still got like half a joint left and its tempting to smoke a little more. i think the main things stopping me are the fact that my body feels too exhausted to get out of bed, and the fear of rekindling my dependence on it only to have to go without weed for a few more days.

[alreadyblondenow]

Hold it all together

“Hey uhm what do you think about me being your sister’s boyfriend?”

Pairing: Johnny x female!reader, childhood best friends to lovers

Genre: SMUT, FLUFF

WC: 1,970k

Warnings: mentions of exchanging nudes, a lot kissing, unorotected sex, mentions of condoms, its just soft sex guys hahha mentiins of dreamies being the reader’s brothers.

A/N: NOT PROOFREAD. I’ll fix it once I have time. To the

Happy, excited, and sleepless. Today is the first day of Johnny’s spring break and he has been waiting for this day, the moment freshman year started... because this is the only time he can go home and finally see you again.

Johnny has been your childhood best friend and you two are basically inseparable. Well, except when he needed to leave for college. Of course you’re devastated the whole summer just before Johnny leaves. And it was that season, you both admitted your feelings for each other. Feelings that has been bottled up for too long finally and suddenly bursted out during a friendly kiss that turned into a passionate one which led to a slow and intimate sex the night before he left.

It has been almost half a year when that fateful night happened, but everything feels so fresh for him still. After what happened between you and Johnny, your relationship with each other did not progressed to something even more serious. Although you exchange nudes from time to time, FaceTime until the morning and say ‘i miss you’ to each other together with other sweet words.

And that is why Johnny is driving his way home to you with a bouquet of flowers on the front seat of his car, fighting through his sleepiness and keeping himself awake until he reaches your house to surprise you.

When he finally arrived first thing in the morning, he met your mom first and told you that he’s here to surprise you. “She’s still sleeping, but you can wake her up if you want to. She misses you so bad,” your mom said to Johnny. He then made this way to your room with the flowers in his hand and entered quietly, careful not to disturb your sleep. He placed the flowers on your bedside table near a photo he took for you and smiled in awe because you always cherish everything he gave you.

Feeling so sleepy and tired from the long drive, he removed his shoes and joined you under the covers. Slinging his arm around your waist and finally waking you up with soft kiss on your cheek. “I’m home,” he whispered softly. You rolled to face him, surprised but you’re both so sleepy to show it so you returned his hug and hugged him tightly. The moment you laid eyes on him, his eyes were already closed, comfortable and more than happy that he can feel your presence.

And as you both sleep together in your small bed, well, small because Johnny is a big person, you bask in his warmth and meet him in your dreams. Not wasting any second without each other.

“You must be really tired” you said when he finally woke up, raking his soft hair away from his face.

He nodded and smiled at you. Finally. He thought. “What time is it?”

“Almost afternoon. But no one cares,” you said and came closer to him, finally kissing those lips you missed so much. He rolled on top of you, putting his whole weight on you while kissing you breathlessly on the lips, neck and chest. His hands were perfectly placed on your waist, his thumb is drawing small circles on your skin and as if he’s asking permission to lift your shirt and see you without your clothes on.

He pulled away to remove his thick hoodie and plain white shirt, leaving him only with his denim pants. You noticed his body changed a lot, sure the nude photos he sends were great and it makes you miss him more, but seeing Johnny again in between your legs without a shirt on and looking hot as fuck just makes you crave for him. “This is so much better than the photos you send me,”

He let out a satisfied smile and started to unbutton his denim pants and remove it in front of you. You on the other hand, removed your pajama and welcomed him in your arms again. Kissing him deeper than ever and making him touch your boobs and squeeze them, which makes you automatically part your lips and want for more.

“Have you been fucking different girls from different sororities?” You joked in between kissing him and palming his clothed cock.

“Wouldn’t even dare. How can I even think of fucking other girls, knowing that this pussy is waiting for me?” he knew you were only joking and put his thumb on your clothed pussy. Teasing you with the right amount of pressure, careful not to make you cum so early.

“How about you? Have you been seeing other guys?” you smiled and removed your shirt, throwing it somewhere and finally exposing yourself to him. He then kissed every inch of you, hands freely roam around your body, and even tickling you from time to time.

“How can I even try seeing other guys, when I already have who I want?”

You didn’t see but Johnny smiled because of your answer while he’s placing butterfly kisses all the way down your body. Kissing you lovingly and showing you how much he misses you.

After the innocent kisses, you feel him reach for your panties and hook his fingers on the garter, slowly pulling it down while he kisses your inner thighs. Preparing you to what comes next and spreading your legs a little too harsh than expected that you yelped and your body was dragged on the mattress.

“Oops. Sorry, got carried away,” he sweetly apologized to you, kissing you on the cheek before he proceeds again.

That sudden harsh movement was the real Johnny in bed. You’ve only had sex with him once, now is only the second time. But word is, Johnny fucks hard in bed. Everyone knows that because he slept with a handful of girls during high school and you’re just this supportive friend that listens to him talk about a great night or a great fuck the other night.

“Hey,” Johnny snapped his fingers and went on top of you again, intertwining his fingers with yours and kissing your knuckles before he makes you embrace him. “What’s the matter?”

“N-nothing. I’m just swimming in my thoughts. Uhm, what did you said again?”

“I asked if you want to use a condom”

“Uh. I don’t have one... do you-“

“Nope,” he said with a smirk. You suddenly remember that he loves fucking raw but what you don’t know is, you’re the first person he ever fucked raw. “Just tell me if it hurts. Again. Okay?”

He said, and you nod. Lining his cock on your entrance while he kisses your neck and kissing your boobs as he pushes in slowly. Tighter and tighter, your grip on his shoulders becomes. The familiar stretch of Johnny’s cock just makes your eyes shut and take him whole. Savouring every thrust he gives you, feeling every inch of cock inside you. It’s so big, you tell to yourself.

“Sorry, it’s bigger now because I’m so horny and I haven’t had sex since our last” he explained with ragged breaths near your ear.

“It’s okay,” is all you can manage to say.

He fucked you slow and deep or fast and sloppy. Either way it felt good and it surprised you how long you lasted this time.

Then suddenly he pulled away, spreading your legs wider as he changes his position. Having a better view of your bouncing boobs and fucked expression that never fails to turn him on. “Fuck Y/n,” he whined and reached for your boobs as he moves slower. Matching your moans and groans because he’s so close too. He then closes the space between you two and kissed you on the lips again like you’re about to disappear any second. Holding on to your body so tight that you’re sure it’s going to leave marks. Then suddenly your eyes rolled back and you’re breathing heavily and moaning a little too loud but no one will hear. Your orgasm completely washed you away and its all thanks to Johnny.

You smiled at him and reached for kisses to calm both of you down. “Was it a good one?” He was talking about the orgasm.

“The. Best.” You said in between kissing. “Did you come inside me?” He shook his head no. “Good. I’m not on the pill,”

“Kind of made a mess tho,” he looked to the direction of where he shoot his cum and it was on your lower abdomen and bed sheets. It was thick. His cum was so thick and many, that he was already embarrassed.

“Is it obvious that i missed you?” He asked. Kissing you on your forehead sincerely before he proceeds to clean his mess up.

“I think I need to shower,” you said.

“Okay, I’ll cover for you,”

While you were busy cleaning yourself, Johnny made himself decent again and decided to go downstairs to greet Mark and Jeno, your brothers. And eventually have breakfast with them.

“Hey uhm what do you think about me being your sister’s boyfriend?” He casually asked them and stuffed sausage in his mouth.

“Heck yeah that’s what I’m talking about man! Yo, just dont hurt her” Mark exclaimed in excitement thens suddenly turned serious.

“I won’t,” Johnny answered.

“And don’t make her miss you too much because you know we cant trust long distance relationship these days,” Jeno added.

Johnny agrees and said, “I will visit her every month”

“Don’t get her pregnant. I mean yet- get her pregnant when it’s the righ time- you get what i mean” Mark awkwardly added.

“O...kay. I’ll use condoms from now on. Anything else?”

“Dude just make her happy like you always do,”

“I will” Johnny said with a proud smile.

“Aren’t you boys should be cleaning the pool?” And the two boys immediately scrammed and quickly did their chores. Leaving you and Johnny in the kitchen with the food. Pinching Johnny’s cheek because now that you can see him clearly, you see a lot of changes.

“Only you can do that to me” he said then caught your hand and intertwined it with yours, he has become bold you notice. He pulled you closer to him while he finishes his juice, but the atmosphere is hetting a little stuffy and awkward so you tried having a conversation.

“Do you want to shower? I still have some of your clothes” you offered.

“Mhmm. Keep those, I have stuff in my car”

You nod and suddenly it was silent.

“Hey y/n, I was thinking of making it official between us. I mean if you want to. I just think that we’ve been flirting with each other for some time now and wed make a pretty good team,”

“ I thought you’d never ask. Took you longer than expected tho,” you put another sausage in his mouth ”The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is to love, and be loved in return.”

“Im just scared to fuck it up,” he sighed in relief “thank you for loving me back. I promise to take care of you 5000 more times than before”

“I’ll do the same... and wow you just asked me to be your girlfriend in the middle of our kitchen. How romantic.” He smiled handsomely then suddenly remembered one last thing.

“Oh by the way we uhm we need to start using condoms. I promised mark,”

“What-“

“I know right. Fucking you raw is good but your brother said to not get you pregnant”

“Ugh mark...” you moved your chair and hugged him tightly feeling him kiss the top of your head and cheek nonstop while you continue to eat.

The day may have started filthily, but it ended with a decently soft kiss on your temple from your best friend now boyfriend.

[lovelybkg]

protective | t.s.

pairing : todoroki shoto x gn!reader

request by @pocky-writes​ : how about a soft yandere todoroki who likes to spoil his sweetheart, and at first they don't like it until he scolds them and tells them that if they don't accept the spoils, he won't give them anything else. smuggle in some praise from him at the end too?? <33

note : wanted to write protective shoto, and i thought the request kinda fit so i decided to add it ! sorry if it isn’t the main story D:

warnings : very protective behavior, reader is kinda childish and sensitive, slight manipulation

you woke up to an empty bed, devoid of the usual gucci and other designer brands packages shoto left for you. you let out a sigh of relief, thinking he finally listened to you and stopped sending you so much expensive stuff. surely, you didn’t need all those gowns and designer bags. hell, you don’t even go out! were you supposed to wear those fancy clothes in your small apartment? upon telling him about this, he offered to let you move in with him in his penthouse. as if. 

you love him, you really do. but he just has to listen to you sometimes! you don’t want him wasting so much money on you! he’s already paying for your college tuitions, that’s already too much. whenever you tried to tell him to stop, he just shuts you up with a chuckle and a kiss on your forehead, telling you not to worry about it. 

opening your phone, the 27 unread messages from him didn’t even phase you. he did have the tendency to send you a lot of text, most of them to check up on you. you knew how much it bothered him not being able to meet you often because of hero work, that’s why you were so understanding of his protectiveness and clinginess. he’s just worried, after all. you sent him a good morning text, proceeding to answer all of his questions as to avoid making him worry. he does get fussy when you don’t reply to his texts quickly. 

then you remember the plan you made with your friends to go out later that afternoon. you knew there was no way shoto would let you go, he doesn’t really allow you to go out much anymore. you understand though, he just wants to keep you safe! but maybe he’ll let you this time? before you can carefully plan how you’ll ask for permission, your phone flashes with an incoming phone call from him.

his deep voice greets you as soon as you answer the call, “good morning, my love”

“good morning, sho! are you at the agency?” he couldn’t help but smile at the enthusiastic way you greeted him. you were just so cute! he feels all his stress melting away by just hearing your voice.

the conversation went on for about an hour. he tells you about how stressful his morning was, with the new interns messing up during patrol and how dynamight couldn’t control his temper in front of the media again, which ended with him having to take care of everything with the agency’s pr department. you wanted to know more about his day, but he quickly changed the subject, instead asking you about how your sleep was. were the new pillows he bought you comfortable? how about the cotton silk pajamas? did you wear them? upon answering yes, he asked you for a picture. you quickly sent him one, fixing your hair before doing so.

“you look adorable, baby. do you like them? i’ll buy you more once i have the time” before you could protest, he changed the subject again as if he knew you were going to refuse. 

“what are your plans for today? i don’t think i can visit you today, it’s quite busy here at the agency. maybe you could read the new books i bought you, or just rest and take naps for the whole day. also, don’t forget to take care of yourself. i left my credit card there so you can order food, okay?” suddenly being reminded of your plans by his question, you braced yourself for what you were going to say next. 

softly calling out his name, he hums as if asking you to go on. what were you so nervous about? he knows you get quiet when you want to ask him for something, he just wishes you would stop being so shy. after all, he would give you anything your little heart desired. 

“can i go out with my friends tonight? please? i promise i’ll be home by ten!” you practically squeaked out with how nervous you were. it’s as if you could hear your heart beating out of your chest with the silence that followed your question. why isn’t he talking? is he upset at you?

“no” his voice was cold now, quickly replacing the doting tone he was speaking to you in earlier.

“w- why? it’s safe! there’ll be six of us so there’s no way i’ll get hurt! please, sho, just this once? i haven’t seen my friends in so long” your voice started to crack, a sign you were close to crying. 

“i said no, baby. so stop arguing, alright?” you started crying now, all he could hear from the phone was your soft sniffles before you hang up on him. 

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

you woke up with a headache and a strong arm wrapped around your waist. as you begin to panic, you realize it’s just shoto next to you due to the scent of mint and expensive cologne that practically engulfed your room. 

remembering what happened a few hours ago, you felt tears well up in your eyes again. you didn’t even notice you fell asleep. you hugged him tightly and buried your face in his chest, startling him. 

“im sorry sho!” you blurted out. you snuggled further into his chest, refusing to look at him. you didn’t wanna see his face! he’s so scary when he’s angry!

quickly recovering from his shock, he started rubbing your back softly as he reassured you that he wasn’t upset at all. he readjusted your position, forcing you to look up “im not mad at you baby, but i am glad you know what you did was wrong. i just want to protect you, you understand right?”

you nodded your head yes as you tell him you love him too. of course you did, shoto took good care of you. he does everything for you, the least you could do is listen to what he says! after all, he knows what’s best for you.

he gives you a kiss on your forehead before smiling softly at you, “you were crying, weren’t you? i’m sorry baby, but i’ll make it up to you. we’ll go shopping later, alright? i’ll buy you whatever you want”

you whined out a no, puffing out your cheeks like a child. he seriously needs to stop spending money on you, you didn’t deserve it! 

as if reading your thoughts, he rushed to reassure you “why not? baby, let me spoil you. you deserve it,” you know you don’t deserve it. you’re already so lucky, being able to date him, knowing millions of other people wish they were in your place. what can you even give him in return?

“shouuuu” you whined, “you already give me so much! and i can’t even give you anything in return. i dont deserve you” you pouted, showing your clear displeasure of his insistence on spoiling you.

he let out a light chuckle, face laced with amusement from what you said. his naive baby, why can’t you understand that he wants to do this? he loves you, you’re his sweetheart, and he’s going to take care of you. he’ll give you the entire world if he could, it’s what you deserve.

“i don’t expect anything in return, my love. and i’m the one who doesn’t deserve you. you’re the sweetest baby anyone could ask for, i’m very lucky to be able to call you mine”

the writing is kinda choppy, especially the conversations dhshs im sorry! D:

[fe-fictions]

Do you have anything but really ANYTHING with Saizo ? 😭 I miss my ninja boi so much ;-)

(How about very pregnant corrin needs to be protected from an invasion!!! ;;; A ;;; )

There was such joy in everything Saizo did. Ever since you told him you were with child, he’d  changed every aspect of his life to reflect his happiness.

He went on and on about how the next in a long, proud line of Saizo’s was on the way and he could hardly wait. It made you laugh when he said firstborn, as if suggesting the potential for more along the way...you needed to make sure he didn’t get too far with those family expansion plans.

You were due any day. He became more doting, taking time to accompany you  in lieu of guarding Ryoma.

You guessed it was because Ryoma told him to stick with you, considering you were his heavily pregnant wife. But, you could feel his eyes on you even when he was supposed to be focused on Ryoma.

He was longing to be with you even when ordered not to be. It was cute, seeing how protective Saizo was. 

It made you relieved to know the baby had a wonderful father. But every now and then, you did have to put some limits on his doting privileges.

Such was the topic of conversation you shared with him that afternoon, as he helped you into your seat while Jakob prepared your tea.

“I think we ought to consider giving you more time to work, my love. You seem to be using an awful lot of personal days I don’t think any of us knew you had.”

“Taking care of you and the baby is more than enough, right now.” Saizo assured you, “I’ve worked long enough; right now my time is best spent with you.”

“I know, dear, and it does make me happy to know you’re eager. But you dont’ have to be here with me if you have duties to perform.”

“I already cleared it with Kagero and Lord Ryoma. They’re taking the necessary steps to keep him safe during my absence. Besides, it’s not like it’ll be this way forever. You ought to enjoy it while it lasts.”

“It’s not that I don’t enjoy it,” You told him with a soft smile, and placed your hand over his. “I just want to make sure you’re not feeling cooped up or as if you’re...wasting your time.”

“Making sure you are safe and healthy is the furthest thing from a ‘waste of time’, Corrin.” Saizo told you firmly, “I promise you, there’s nowhere I’d rather be. I’ll stay as long as I can.”

“You really think they’ll be okay without you?” You asked honestly, “I didn’t realize you were capable of putting that much trust in other people.”

“Well...I’ve learned a little bit more about trusting other people, recently.” He replied to you with a tender expression, drawing your hand to his cheek before linking his fingers with yours. “You’ve done more for me than you could ever know, Lady Saizo.”

“Yes, well...the Lady Saizo is feeling a bit hungry, as is Little Saizo.” You told him, resting a hand on your baby bump.

He pressed a chaste kiss to your growing bump before rising up and giving you a more proper one.

“I’ll be back with some breakfast from the kitchens. I’ll have Reina make your favorite.”

“Ooh, yes please.” You hummed happily, catching that grin on Saizo’s lips before he turned and drew his mask back up.

You settled back into your chair, feeling a little foot tap against your skin. You had been dealing with uncomfortable cramps and pains all morning, costing you a good bit of rest.

The baby had been a lot more active than usual, and you weren’t entirely sure why. A small part of you worried that the baby was planning on coming sooner than anticipated; granted it was only a week or so from the suggested delivery date, but still.

There was a lot that went into having a child, and you were nervous about going into it unprepared or at a moment of vulnerability.

If only you realized how grounded and real those fears were, when you dismissed them that morning. If you’d known what was coming, you never would have let the thoughts wander away.

Yet, you did.

The reality of the situation wouldn’t hit until moments later.

Saizo had tasked himself with helping Reina prepare your breakfast, making sure to slip in a few ninja nutritional powders that would help keep you nice and strong and birth a healthy baby. 

Of course Reina didn’t need to know this, since she’d probably scold him for tampering with the food (as if it wasn’t completely safe. Tch).

The two of them had barely gotten through plating the food before the alarm sounded.

Saizo froze when the horns of war blasted through the camp, dropping the food and sprinting out of the kitchen with Reina right behind him.

“An enemy ambush has been spotted! They’re coming for the Castle!” A guard announced, throwing the rest of the place into preparing for battle.

Saizo started for the barracks, then stopped, looking back to your room.

They were close. Too close. You were in danger. The Castle was supposed to be a safe place, but there wasn’t anything he could do if they were encroaching on the safe territory. 

There was nowhere else he could hide you. There wasn’t enough time.

An arrow whistled through the air, catching the shoulder of a soldier up on the castle’s outer walls. His heart dropped. They were already here.

“Saizo, you need to get to Corrin somewhere safe.”

“They’ve already breached the castle,” He forced out, “There’s nowhere to take her. There’s no safe path if they’ve closed in.”

“There must be some place besides that tree, Saizo. She’s in no condition to fight, let alone be in any form of danger.” Reina reminded him, as if it needed to be spoken.

Saizo grit his teeth, scanning for alternative hiding places. Perhaps his old room. It was close, but inaccessible to the general public.

An enemy soldier wouldn’t think to look in a servant’s little corner in the back of a giant compound. Saizo turned on his heel and sprinted for your room, hearing the shouts of the enemy get louder by the second.

This was a nightmare scenario. He couldn’t believe this was happening. All that work he put into keeping you safe and it was already being threatened in a matter of seconds.

He cursed to himself as he launched himself up, climbing up the tree and bursting through the door with no hesitation.

“Corrin, we have to go.”

“S-Saizo? Ah…”

“I’m taking you to my quarters- you’ll be much safer there. I’ll have Oboro stay close until everything’s finished, and then-”

“Saizo, stop!” Jakob’s voice snapped him from his beeline towards you, and he started to realize that something was off. “We can’t move her.”

“Why not?” He demanded, urgently impatient.

“She’s going into labor, you dolt! Can’t you see that?!”

For one full second, Saizo’s brain stopped working. 

He stared at you, seeing how you grasped your side and clung to Jakob for all you were worth. There was a pain in your expression, your entire body tense.

 Your strained whimper drew his thoughts from his shock.

“She’s what?!”

“She started having contractions just after you left- I was going to come for you but there wasn’t time! She’s not in any state to move!!” “She’s a primary target staying here, fool!” Saizo snapped at him, coming to your side and taking you into his arms, “We have to get her out of here before it’s too late!”

“S-Saizo, it’s already too- ugh!!” He instantly had eyes on you the second you cried out, feeling your fingers dig into him as another wave of pain hit. Dread filled him faster when he realized this was serious.

You weren’t going anywhere. You physically couldn’t.

For once, Saizo was powerless.

“What do we do?” Saizo finally asked, looking up at the butler with a reluctant compliance.

“Get her to the bed and remove all the blankets. Flora and Felicia- we’ll need them to help with the delivery! Can you find them?”

“I can.” Saizo grunted, lying you down as if you were made of glass.

Gods damn him.

“Hurry- I’ll take care of her until you return. Go, quickly!” Jakob told him, and with that your husband was out the door, leaping into action.

There were hundreds of soldiers that were flooding into the Castle, despite the best efforts of the royals and the Hoshidan army to keep them back. He swallowed a lump in his throat, forcing the panic back to keep from being completely overwhelmed.

He couldn’t be weak at a time like this. He had to keep it together and fight his way back to you so that you could at least make it through the delivery safely.

He slashed his way through the enemy lines, clearing the path for Felicia and Flora so they could hurry to your aid. He blazed ahead, covering the girls’ backs to prevent the enemy from taking them down.

He was breathing heavily by the time it was done, and he wasn’t sure what had him so out of sorts. It was normal for him to take on entire battalions on his own; he had to protect Ryoma, after all. 

Yet there he was, barely keeping it together as he tried to protect his own wife.

Ah. That’s what was different.

He was panicking over your safety.

Saizo cursed to himself, clearing as much of the field as he could before he pushed it back far enough to let others take over. 

Kaze jumped in without a word, nodding to his brother. He knew what was going on.

He knew where Saizo needed to be.

The red-haired ninja leapt away from the battle and returned up the tree, panting as he tugged his mask away and re-entered the bedroom.

The scene had devolved from panic to utter chaos in the span of an hour.

Saizo stared as the two maids scurried about the room, Felicia at the foot of the bed while Flora prepared cold water and Jakob remained beside you, grasping your hand tightly as you rode out contractions.

You were crying out, practically wailing in pain as another one hit. Everyone was talking loudly and Saizo couldn’t focus on any of it.

“Saizo, come here!!” Jakob called to him, “Take her hand while she tries to deliver- I need to check on the dilation-”

“S-she’s getting close, Jakob! We n-need another healer!”

‘We don’t have time for that! No one can help until this battle is finished. They can’t afford to lose anyone!!” Jakob exclaimed in a flurry. Saizo came to your side, sitting beside you and wrapping his arm around you, giving you his trembling hand to hold.

“Corrin- are...a-are you all right?” He asked you with a choked voice, barely able to form a sentence of his own. 

He grimaced when you squeezed his hand particularly hard, another contraction hitting as you slammed your head back into the pillows.

“It h-hurts so...so bad, Saizo...I don’t w-want to do this…!” You whimpered, tears streaming down your face, intermingled with sweat.

He nodded silently, the guilt overtaking his adrenaline for a split second.

“I know, Corrin. I’m sorry. I-I’m so sorry. Just hold on. It’ll be over before-

“Aaah!!”

He jolted when the window shattered across the room, a stray arrow flying through and lodging into the ceiling.

Saizo jumped from your side, anxiety back full force.

“They’re closing in again?!” He swore, “What are they doing, down there?!”

“They need you!” Jakob told him, knowing you needed him just as badly. “They’re already short handed without us- but we can’t abandon Lady Corrin!”

Saizo clenched his hands into tight fists, trying not to scream. He needed to be with you. But he needed to protect you. You needed him.

“Saizo…S-Saizo...!” You groaned, breathing heavy as you reached out, searching for his hand. He returned silently, taking it with a tight squeeze.

“Corrin, I have to go. They’re close.” He told you quietly, brushing back the hair from your face. You cracked an eye open to look at him, begging him to stay. “I’m sorry.”

“J-just...hurry...b-back, okay?” You whispered weakly, making his heart twinge with guilt. He nodded, kissing your forehead before he drew the mask up.

“I’ll be back.”

Saizo intended to make good on that promise. He jumped from the treehouse and found himself surrounded. 

They wanted the throne room, and they were going to destroy whatever they had to in order to get there.

His knives were driven in before they knew what hit them.

They weren’t going any further. Dozens cried out when they saw the blazing ninja blast through lines of men, setting fire to anything in his path.

He would protect you. He would protect his family.

“Saizo!! You’re here!!” He heard Ryoma’s relieved exclamation a few meters away, “Where’s Corrin? Is she all right?”

“She’s in her room-” Saizo informed him, cutting away more men before he united with his liege. “I tried to move her, but we can’t.”

“What?! She’s in the middle of the battlefield!”

“She went into labor before the invasion- it’s too late to move her, now!”

“No! She’s really-?!” He stared at Saizo in shock, driving his blade through another. “Gods, damn this- why now?!”

“It’s out of our control, but these bastards aren’t getting any closer.” “Agreed.” Ryoma glowered, “We’ll take care of this before they have a chance to go near her!”

Saizo had never been more proud to be Ryoma’s retainer than that moment.

They tore through the invaders without any semblance of mercy, gathering together as they thinned their numbers.

It wasn’t long before they had been overwhelmed, those who hadn’t been felled retreating back in a panic. Saizo hit the ground as soon as it ended, utterly drained.

He had used every ounce of strength to keep the enemy at bay, and poured all his anxiety and protectiveness into keeping you safe.

The relief he had felt at the end of the battle was almost immediately evaporated when you crossed his mind, again.

He jumped up from the ground before the healers even got to the man, stumbling into a run as he hurried back to your room. 

He hadn’t seen anyone come close to your quarters, yet he was so worried you hadn’t made it. He pulled himself up and practically fell through the door, dropping his weapons.

“Corrin, are you-?!”

“There he is.”

Saizo paused at the notably calmer tone of voice you held, finding Felicia and Jakob leaning against each other on the floor, looking exactly like Saizo had mere moments ago.

It was Flora who smiled, wiping her hands with a towel before she passed one to him. “You ought to clean up. Your son’s waiting to meet you.”

“My…?” Words died in his throat, looking past the maid to find you lying in bed, clean blankets drawn, and a bundle in you arms.

His heart skipped a beat.

“Y-you...?” He asked in naught but a whisper, pulling the mask away and tugging off his armor. You beamed at him and nodded, nudging your finger into the little bundle. He perked at the soft squeak he heard.

“I...was just telling him about how Papa kept him safe.” You replied, gesturing for him to go to your side.

Saizo wiped down so quickly he was bloody and sweaty in one second, and perfectly clean the next. You couldn’t help but giggle when he rushed over to you.

His expression was that of sheer awe when he peered into the blankets. Sure enough, that was his little baby boy in the blankets. That was his son.

“You’re really...here.” He murmured, running his hand over the blankets. His hand stopped at the baby’s face, lightly grazing the soft, pink skin.

He had never been more proud than in that moment. 

Maybe it was the exhaustion that had him emotional. He drew you into his arms, kissing your cheek and forehead and anywhere else that he could reach.

“S-Saizo, you’re--” You laughed as he showered you in affection, his hand covering yours where it held his son.

“I’m happy. I’m so...glad that you’re all right. That you gave me this little one. Saizo the Sixth...hah, he’s really here…” “I wouldn’t have made it if you weren’t there.” You leaned into his chest as he came onto the bed. “You kept us safe.” “I did what I could. I wish I could’ve got you somewhere safer. When that arrow came, I thought...I was too late to drive them back.”

“But you didn’t let anything happen to us.” You mused, gently settling the baby in Saizo’s open arm. He gasped softly, gripping the bundle tight and secure so that he wouldn’t disturb his son’s rest.

“I wasn’t going to allow it. Not when this little fellow needed us.” He added with a warm grin, “He’s already got the Saizo hair…” “He certainly does. I’ll bet he’ll take after you in many ways.” You added, settling against his chest and nudging your finger into the newborn’s tiny hand.

His heart warmed, watching his son grip you tightly, squeaking and mumbling in his sleep. What a precious child you gave him. His precious family.

He would always protect you...no matter what.

[elysianslove]

hi! how have you been since the hell that ensued after halloween is?

also could you do a batboys college au? like their major and how the reader would meet them and all that jazz? 👉👈

-🐥

hi anon!! i’m not sure what ur talking about @ the halloween stuff hvsdhjs but! here are the batboys hc’s! i’m not very familiar with duke thomas’s character enough to write about him tbh, so he’s not included here :( but if you want me to add him let me know!! i hope you enjoy!!

dick grayson

out of all the batboys i really didn’t know how to choose a major for him

but

i think he’d do law tbh, specifically criminal law 

his main motivation to become a police officer in bludhaven had been to be able to help people in any way he can 

i forgot if it’s canon or not but he does realize how corrupt it is and he quits but that’s another thing we won’t get into that lmao 

anyways yes let’s just stick with law 

meeting you ! 

he shares one or two courses with you

one that’s really early in the morning 

and one that’s later on in the afternoon 

dick is like a magnetic okay

anywhere he goes people are just attracted to him

like literally he will breathe 

but someone call the ambulance there’s a person that’s passed out bc of how beautiful he is

but this is an 8 am class 😃

so there’s no way ur awake enough to notice him

coincidentally he sits next to you one time

and this is the one time

you decide

yeah lemme just fkn sleep is uni even worth it 

dick definitely notices right away but he doesn’t say anything 

he thinks you look so cute passed out on your desk like this 🥺

when the professor signals the end of the class, he watches as people file out and then he just leans over and nudges you slightly 

you nearly punch him bc he scared you ❤️

he just laughs and goes “class is over” 

you just sigh like the guilt starts to hit you and your heart begins to sink

and he sees your disappointed face and just goes 

“i took a lot notes. i can share them w you?”

lifesaver in every single way dick grayson 😻😻😻

you had another class that you had to run to and you were rushing

he was like “dw i’ll just give them to you whenever i see you next” 

and you 🏃🏻‍♀️ outta there

imagine ur surprise when u enter class at 12 pm and he’s there in all his glory 

after the lecture is over, he walks up to you as you’re packing and asks if you want to go to the coffee shop nearby 

to take his notes of course

and you finally register just how handsome he is 

so obviously you say yes wtf

and the rest is history 😼

he asks you out, properly, pretty early on tbh 

so unfazed lmfao 

now you take naps on his shoulder instead of the desk 💞💞💞

soooo into pda 

kisses u when he first sees you

when you’re parting ways

when he feels like it

straight up cuddles w during lectures i’m not even joking 

it’s disgusting how cute you two are 

gets you coffee for all those 8 am classes u have w him hehe

study dates always turn into karaoke sessions somehow don’t even ask lmao

jason todd

english literature 

this is a collective agreement right? 

right

definitely english literature 

i dont even think he wants to go to uni but he’s going to waste time plus this is bruce’s money 😏🤑

your major doesn’t necessarily have to be english literature as well

but you share one class

and my god 

you two disagree on everything

like every little thing

at this point if he says something and you slightly agree internally you’ll still say some opposing shit 

that’s kinda what draws you to him 

at first you genuinely had nothing against him

but then this kind of rivalry developed for no specific reason 

but it was fun

and he was hot

so seeing him get flustered or angry made him even hotter somehow 

but then

but t h e n

you’re not sure if your professor like ships you or something

so you’re assigned a debate topic on one of the books you’d discussed in class/one of the books you’ve read outside, and within each group are the two sides for and against 

not only were you in the same team as jason, but you were on the same side as him

so you had to work with him

the audacity of the professor omg 

but jason needs this course 

and 

well you don’t but it’s too late to back out now 

you two meet in the campus library after deciding on a book with the other two of your team

and 

honestly??? 

you two work so well together 

like insanely well

during the debate you destroyed the other team 

spoiler alert 

doing so well with jason kinda made you like hot and bothered 

seeing him in his zone

sexy <3 

what i mean to say is

you both end up making out in some storage room lmfao 

or hate sex 😏

professor has a phd in matchmaking 🤔😻

i think you two don’t admit you like each other

bc you’re both stubborn as fuck

but eventually you’re literally on his lap on his couch and it just hits you

and you lean back and go

“wanna go out w me” 

and he just shrugs and goes “sure” and pulls you in for more kissing hehe

he’s not v good at the boyfriend thing tbh

you have to chase him around and be like “sir!!! did u forget about me huh!!!”

he doesn’t mean to i promise

he gets all blushy and flustered once he realizes 

only ever into pda if he’s insanely jealous 

will straight up make out w u regardless of where u are or who ur with lmfao 

he’s still getting used to the little intimacies and all 

debates in class are so much more fun now cause he finds it so hot when u get all riled up hehe

that eng lit professor is so happy for you two omg

tim drake

okay i also couldn’t really decide for him

but maybe he’d study something like physics (or maybe computer engineering/computer science) 

idk u have to have a death wish to wanna major in physics so tim’s major it is

i’m not sure how it works for every other uni but my uni requires 6 credits of sciences to graduate 

so let’s say for the sake of this hc u take like just the first level of physics to get 3 credits 

and 

you’re struggling 😃👍🏼

so you like approach your professor with a few questions before the quiz 

but tim is also there

and he kinda makes small talk while you two wait outside the office

and he asks why you’re here

you show him

and he’s like “oh i took this course w the same professor as well, i could help?” 

it’s like an angel had descended from the heavens for you personally 

you take his number and decide to meet up with him after a few hours 

he’s of so much more help than your professor would’ve been, even if ur prof is a really nice and smart person 

and he’s super like

patient with you? 

also he pays for all the coffee and snacks you’re getting after you already get them 

ur like bruh i didnt 

dont pay pls

and he’s like no im loaded let me 😼

swooning <3 

and guess what!! 

you ace the quiz out of some miracle

first thing you do is text him and he congratulates you 

and then

bc ur not blind and tim is so fucking cute

you’re like “can i take u out to thank u” 

tim’s brain stops working but ! 

he does say yes eventually 

he becomes your designated physics tutor + your amazing boyfriend

being with tim is so like

chill

it’s a very relaxed time 

lots of study dates! and cafe dates! all hours of the day whether the sun is up or not 

into pda but to a certain degree 

like yes of course have a kiss pretty baby 

but also it will only be a small peck

any time anyone passes by like common rooms you two will be there snuggling on the couch, one or both of you completely passed out 

damian wayne

business major 100% 

or a bsba econ major, which is basically the business side of economics 

he has to take over his father’s company one day duh 

also i genuinely think damian would excel in this field 

he’s a very keeps to himself kinda guy in uni

like you only ever see him in your common classes and then he just

disappears 

anyways there was this party that everyone was going to, and damian wasn’t planning to

but dick accidentally read some groupchat’s messages and was like are u going

damian went 🏃🏻‍♀️

but dick was like go and try to make friends !!!! 

and dames cant say no to his big bro 🥺 so he goes

stays in a corner on the settings app the entire time

like half an hr in he just leaves and is walking home/back to his dorm when you come like rushing up to him 

you’re zooming 

and then you just latch onto his hand and lean up to press a kiss to his cheek, whispering in his ear “this person’s been following me for like 15 mins just please go along w this” 

he kinda stiffens but when he does notice that there’s a person eyeing you he slips his arm around your waist and just carries on walking

he walks you to your home/dorm and is like

so awkward 

but it’s okay ! ur a people’s person enough for the two of you 

you thank him so much over and over 

and then you’re like 

“can i take you out on a real date?” 

and then he becomes ur real boyfriend hehe

is still super stiff but it’s only bc he’s so hyper aware of how attractive you are

and i’m super positive he doesn’t have that much experience with dating so 

you hold the reigns 

but he’s a great boyfriend all in all tbh 

super attentive, super protective, and so loving 

isn’t into pda especially on college campus but he does like subtle pda

things like linking your pinkies or giving you his hoodie to just parade around campus hehe

end note; i’m sorry if these feel rushed or anything like. i used to be an avid writer for the batboys, but i just haven’t been feeling it lately. i still love to write from them bc i know these boys so well eeeeppp. anyways feel free to request some more!!

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Teachers Pet- chapter 10: around the corner

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chapter 9

It was the next day and I was heading to Snape’s for my private lessons during lunch. And I had so much on my mind. I still haven't given Dumbledore an answer about the Yule ball, I had private lessons with Snape, and I had another detention. Crap. I have to tell Snape I can't go to his lessons after dinner because I had to go to Lockhart’s for detention at the same time. How was I gonna tell him that he would probably be so angry and think I'm wasting his time. I stopped by the Great Hall and snagged an apple to tie me over til dinner, taking my time to think of how I was gonna tell Snape.

 I don't know why I cared so much, I'm sure he's not really gonna care that much. I stopped outside Snape's room and knocked on the door and waited for a response. Instead it just opened and I saw him working at his desk. I walked in and sat at my seat. "Good afternoon Sir, how's your day been?" I asked, smiling at him and taking a bite of my apple.. He ignored me and continued what he was working on. We sat in silence for about five minutes till I spoke up again. "Professor?" I said looking at him. "L/n will you give me one moment?" he said annoyed and more of a fact then a question. "Yeah of course sorry." I said looking down and taking another bite. "And must you crunch so obnoxiously?" he added. "Wow someones in a mood" I muttered to which he glared in response. "Some annoying first years I presume? They really are awfully annoying" I said as I played with the fabric of my robes. "Yes, very much so, much like a sixth year I know." He retorted looking back up at me. I just smiled in response.

He spent the time going over the half written essay I turned in and helping me understand the material better until I could successfully finish writing it. He was still knocking off 10 points for it being late now but I'd take what I can get. Before I knew it the bell rang startling me a bit. I gathered my things and prepared to head to DADA. "Oh Professor I wanted to tell you something" I said walking back up to his desk holding my books across my chest. "Well spit it out" he said, not looking up. "I can't make the lessons after dinner" this caused him to look up and I could tell he was not happy. "You mean to tell me I take time from my day just for y-" "Wait wait let me explain first please!" he gave me a look for interrupting him but waited for me to continue. "So you know Professor Lockhart?" I asked looking into his eyes, I could see the shift in them when I mentioned that awful man's name. "I'm afraid I do, I also know he's a fool, but what about him?" "Well in class yesterday he made me be partners with him and be an example for the class for the spell Petrificus Totalus and he just left me on the floor for almost the whole class," I could see Snape's eyes turn from annoyance to some other emotion I hadn't figured out just yet, and his face dropped a little, almost as if he was concerned? He was probably just tired though, I told myself. "And when he finally stepped away from me, Harry was able to undo it, and so towards the end of class..." I paused for a moment scared he might agree with Lockharts punishment. "Yes?" he drawed out looking at me with a look that was definitely concern this time. "I cast the same spell on him and then eventually once everyone left I undid it and then he gave me detention and so that's why I can't make it to our lessons!" I spat out in one breath. His expression seemed to lighten a bit, relief washing over him and call me crazy, but it looked as if the corners of his mouth raised a little. Was he..about to smile? Just then he slowly pinched the bridge of his nose. "Merlin Y/n" he said and it almost sounded like he wanted to laugh. Wait did he just call me Y/n. I think that's the first time he's done that. "Anyways I wanted to say sorry." I said trying to hide my own smile after reliving the events from yesterday. "Dont worry about it, and inform Lockhart that you will not be serving your detention with him, instead you will serve detention with me. And we will use the time to work" he said getting up and preparing his class for the students that would soon flood in. "You're not angry with me?" I asked turning to look at him writing stuff on the board. "No Ms. L/n I am not, I actually completely understand, that idiot did that to himself, you just needed the practice, that's all, now get out and go to class." he said back in his normal stern voice. I nodded "Thank you Sir." and left his room.

I exited his room and a small smile appeared on my face, he was so..nice for doing this for me, he didn't have to, but he did. Maybe Dumbledore was right after all, he can be reasonable, and sweet almost. He saved me from an awful afternoon with Lockhart and this kind gesture would not go unrewarded. I felt heat rise to my cheeks and I just shook it off as I entered the DADA classroom. I walked up to Lockharts desk and he looked up at me smiling as if yesterday never happened. "Ah Y/n i'm excited to see you in detention later, I hope you have not forgotten" he let out with a smug look on his face. "Actually, Professor Snape ordered me to serve detention with him instead." I said smiling. His smile dropped quickly, "What?! No You are to serve it with me!" he said, raising his voice a bit causing a few students to look his way. "Sorry, you'll have to take it up with Professor Snape" I said, now I had the smug look as I shrugged my shoulders and walked to my seat. The rest of class Lockhart gave me disappointed looks any chance he could get.

Potions had ended and I was in the library studying with Draco during our free period for a test Snape had assigned for tomorrow, and I was determined to pass this one. Well I was studying. He was just being distracting, but we agreed to do this everyday and then just walk to Dinner together after. "Y/n I wanted to ask you a question" he said looking at me. "Shoot" I said as I continued studying. "Well I was wonderi-" he was cut off by Hermione coming up and tapping me on the shoulder "Y/n can you come with me?" she said. "Beat it Granger y/n and I were talking!" Draco spat at her. "Dont worry Draco you can ask whatever it was at dinner ok? I'll see you later." I said excusing myself and following Hermione out of the library. "Whats up?" I asked as we walked to the great hall since dinner was gonna start soon anyway. "Well two things actually, one is it true that you cast a spell on Lockhart and then got detention?" she asked shocked. "Wow news travels fast, um yeah its true, and then snape took over the detention so I actually have to go to his room, which worked out cause of our lessons" "You are crazy its like youre trying to be thrown out of Hogwarts!" she said, shoving my arm gently. "Well i'm not and he deserved it! He did it to me first and wouldn't undo it so I didnt back, for practice" I said smiling "anyways what's the second thing?" she grew quiet and began blushing a bit. "Hermioneeee tell me!" I said poking her. "Ok well, um, Ron asked me to the dance!" she said with a grin. "OH MY GOSH that's so EXCITING!" I practically yelled "I know and I said yes!" "Well I would hope so!" I said, hugging her. "Wait isn't the dance not for like another two months." I asked. "Um y/n where's your head gone! It's already November 30th! The dance is in 25 days" she exclaimed. "Oh crap. I still haven't given Dumbledore an answer. I don't know where the time went!" I said stressing out a bit. "Wait, give him an answer about what?" she asked, confused. "Oh yeah there's something you should know, I never mention it because it's not really relevant, but he asked me to sing at the yule ball..." I said almost in a whisper. "You can sing?" "Yeah I used to take lessons and everything, but I haven't done it in front of people in 2 years, but I know he'll be upset if I decline.." "Well you don't want to disappoint the Headmaster not to mention your godfather." she responded. "Yeah I guess you're right, I guess I'm gonna be singing at the yule ball.

[dranza]

Race you

Draco x Reader

Getting a little closer to Draco. Its a slow burn!

Word count: 1804

Warnings: I dont think so, please let me know if you notice any.

“Hey y/n. Y/N?” A deep whisper calls at me from the desk behind.

I had come to the library in my study break to get away from all the noise and actually be able to concentrate on my charms essay. I had a whole week to do this but low and behold I was having to rush it in my final break before its due. Trust me to try and cram 3 pieces of homework into an hour and a half. I had already been distracted when I saw Draco walk into the library a little while ago. As he slowly walked through each aisle, browsing the books, a soft knot in his brows as he read through a few pages. He had me stuck in a daze. I was glad when he passed to sit behind me, out of sight, making me finally able to focus on trying to get this bloody essay finished. 

“Y/L/N!” his whisper was more direct now, one sharp order for me to turn to him. 

“What?” I shoot back at him, I can get rather irritable when I'm studying, but as my eyes catch him all my frustration leaves me. 

Draco sits with three books open in front of him, one hand twirling a quill between his fingers and his head resting in the palm of the other. His grey eyes look up at me and he pouts. “What were the three water-related constellations Professor Sinistra pointed out in the last lesson?”

“Errr…” I give him a sorry look, I haven't even started to think of the astronomy homework yet.

“I’ve got Pisces and Eridanus but I can’t, for the life of me, remember the third.” He flips through the book closest to him in frustration. 

“One minute…” I pull out the notes I had borrowed from Hermione and scan through to the constellation names. “Only Hermione is actually able to read her rushed scribbles. Errr, Cetuh? Cetus? ” 

Draco sits up with this information and grabs at one of his books. “I swear I read through that. C-E-T-U-S?”

I nod in response. 

With his fingers gripped tightly around the quill he hurriedly copies out a sentence from the book and dramatically bounces his hand off the parchment as he adds his final full stop. “Perfect. That's me done then.” He sets his quill into the ink and leans back in his chair. His long arms stretching up over his head for a few seconds and then releasing them with a loud sigh. “How much have you got left?”

“I just need to proofread my charms paper. Then I’ve got arithmancy and then astronomy, so not much!” I reply sarcastically and then throw my hands to my face letting out a frustrated, but quiet, squeal. 

“I can help... if you want.” 

I slowly let down my hands, eyeing the white haired boy, shocked that he would be willing to waste his break to help me. “Really?”

Draco chews at the inside of his mouth, “I mean, only if you want, it's just that I’ve already done it so.” A smirk begins to form on his lips. “Of course not suggesting that you wouldn’t be able to get it all done in the next 45 minutes. Look at you, you've clearly got it all organised and planned out.” With a nod of his chin he signals towards the messy piles of notes, parchment and books I have on my desk. 

“Hey!” I giggle, “It's an organised mess ok.” 

“That's exactly what I'm saying.” he stacks the books on his table into a neat pile and drags his chair to seat himself opposite me. Taking the parchment from my hand he slides a pot of ink towards me. “Here, I’ll finish reading this for you and you get started on the Arithmancy Worksheet.” 

I smile at him as I accept the ink and flip open my Arithmancy book, scanning over the contents table.

Without taking his eyes away from the piece he is reading, Draco mumbles a quiet “46.” 

I drag my finger to number 46 and there it is, the exact topic I need. “I knew that.” I whisper with a cheeky grin.

He lets out a deep, breathy chuckle, tilting his head to the side, “Ofcourse.”

I speed through the question sheet, looking up at the handsome boy in front of me now and again as he tries his best to be discreetly correcting some mistakes on the sheet he is reading.

I sit my parchment to dry and move onto the Astronomy worksheet. This is also something I should be able to speed through. Although the names can tend to escape me, constellations have always been so interesting to me, also I have Hermione’s notes so I can’t really go wrong. 

Draco places the finished paper onto the desk and rests his elbows on top of it. “You know, for someone who stays up all night and leaves their work till the last minute, you sure as hell have managed to write a brilliant essay.” Sliding his chin over his fingers until he finds a comfortable spot to rest it, he smiles at me. 

I lift a single brow at him. “Oh please… I saw you crossing out and adding stuff to it.”

“I didn’t say you were a good speller. Bloody hell, you were adding and taking away the wrong letters left, right and centre.”

I let out a hearty laugh and exaggerate on his point. “Yeah, I rarely manage to spell anything but my name right.”

“But what you’re actually saying is quite an interesting perspective. Contrary to what I’d heard, I believe you're not just a pretty face are you?” 

I try and fail to stop the blood rushing to my face. “Thankyou Dray.”

“Dray?” he tilts his head, frowning but amused. “What, two syllables just too much work for you?”

I click my fingers and point at him jokingly. “Yes… also I think it suits you, it’s cute.” I shrug.

Draco shakes his head taking in a sharp breath, now it was his turn to try and hide a blush. Leaning over me, he reaches a book from his desk. From it he pulls out the book mark (a pressed stem of eucalyptus) and begins to read.

We sit in an easy silence while I finish the last few questions. 

The both of us look up as Madam Pince walks up to our desks signaling to the clock. “Do you two not have a class to get to?” 

“Shit.” I mutter under my breath as we begin clearing our things. We only had 5 minutes to get to the highest tower on the other side of the castle for astronomy class.

After promptly sliding all his stuff into his bag, Draco waits patiently for me to messily stuff my bag with the scraps of parchment, books and quills I had spread all over the desk. I look up at him as I finish and he holds his arm out, gesturing towards the door. “After you.”

We exit the library and I notice just how long Dracos legs are, his strides are probably double mine. “Ok, I know we're in a rush but my tiny, little legs cannot keep up with you.” 

He looks back at me with a cool smirk and begins taking longer strides. “Not my problem y/l/n.”

“Hey!” I jog a few steps to catch up to him and playfully elbow his side.

He stops abruptly, looks me dead in the eyes and then caught in a laugh he shouts “RACE YOU!” He speeds away, catching his bag as it slips from his arm and throwing it over his shoulder.

“WHAT? NO!” It takes me a second to get over my initial shock and I race after him. 

I keep my eyes fixed on his snowy hair and as we weave through the other students and I start catching up to him. 

We run through the courtyard, me just a few steps behind him. “Come on slow coach!” he calls out to me as he spins to see how far behind I am. “Oh shut up Malfoy!” I retort, laughing as I skip over the legs of some 1st year girl laying on the grass.

As we turn into a hallway Harry and Ron are walking towards us. “What are…?” Harry begins to question but Draco cuts him off.

“Excuse me gents.” he blurts out as he shoots between the two Gryfindors. 

“Eee. Sorry boys, see you in potions!” I follow his lead, leaving both of them confused.

We get to the end of the hallway and Draco turns to the left. “Uh-OH! You sure that's the way Dray?” I shout in his direction as I turn right. 

He u-turns in the middle of the corridor and sprints after me. “You just got so lucky!” 

“You've been in this school for how many years now?” I tease him, approaching the Astronomy Tower stairs. 

“You cheeky git.” he cackles as I turn around to stick my tongue out. 

Our breathless laughter echoes through the circled staircase, wrapping me in a blanket of joy. This is a moment that’ll get stored, not in my mind, but deep in my heart. I try my best to run through the pain forming in my thighs but Draco soon catches up to me. We get to the top of the stairs and I let my back fall into the wall. “Oh my goodness, I’m never running again in my life.” 

Draco places one hand on the wall to steady himself and the other on his face, squeezing at his cheeks. “AAA HA HA!” he shouts, his voice husky from the rush “Stop laughing, my face hurts.” In that moment, he is a vision to behold. His broad chest rising and falling heavily as he catches his breath. His robe hanging off his shoulders, pulling back his shirt and the gaps between the buttons revealing flashes of his bare skin. The afternoon sun, golden over his face.

I snap back into reality as Hermione calls our names sternly from the classroom door. 

“Coming.” I answer her and turn back to Draco who gives her a nod. “All that and we’re still late!” 

“Still, not bad for your tiny, little legs.” he smiles down at me and shifts a strand of hair from my face. 

“Pretty bad for your long legs though.” I let out a silly giggle. “I can’t believe I actually won.”

He frowns. “Pfft, you got lucky and it’s a draw.”

“Nope, I win!” I wink. He tries to protest but I press my finger to his lips, “Shhh.” as I step backwards into the classroom.

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