#i know he is not liquid you assholes but I just dont know how to pronounce what I am trying to say

[janedudleyy]

Inject Edward Bleumel's Guildford Dudley into my veins. I beg you.

[poppy-metal]

BOY BEST FRIEND PATRICK TAKING YOUR VIRGINITY BECAUSE YOU ASKED??? OH I HAVE THOUGHTS

Can imagine him getting all annoyed about all the boys you’ve been hanging out with lately…all these random dates with assholes he KNOWS don’t deserve you…unsure why you even bother with them (you never did before).

It doesn’t help that Art’s supportive of it too, saying you just want to spread your wings. He doesn’t get why it bothers him anyway…

Finally he snaps and asks why, and well you try to brush it off

“it’s nothing patrick”

“just tell me what it is”

“well…”

suddenly it comes out how you just want to get your first time over with and patrick juat goes “ok”

“ok?”

“i’ll do it?”

“what?”

“you said you want to lose your virginity..let me do it”

“patrick…”

“well none of those assholes deserve you in any way”

he actually doesn’t even think he deserves you but its amazing sex. romantic and passionate and overall…you’re left wondering where your relationship with patrick stands

- 🍓

no because you expect it to be quick and easy but he actually takes his time with you - like hes gentle. he even books a hotel room at like, a fancy hotel instead of his shitty dorm because you deserve to be fucked on some real nice sheets on a real nice bed and not his creaky old mattress.

actually takes his time with kissing every inch of you - pressing his lips and tongue in spots you didn't even know could be engorgous zones. like the shell of your ear, the outline of your belly button, he dips his tongue inside, and your stomach shudders. by the time he gets to main event you're already shaking and trembly with pleasure. hes kissed the backs of your knees, your thighs, your pelvis, when his tongue delves between the wet slit of your sex you feel euphoric. his eyes never leave yours as his tongue slowly laps between your parted lips - splayed lewdly by two of his fingers so he can get to the heart of you. runs his tongue in circles around your little clit until you're coming in his mouth, and you didn't think it would feel this good, that he'd take it this seriously, that he'd make it this good for you. tears prick your eyes because hes still kissing you between your thighs.

and you want him so bad. you tell him so and he smiles, but its not his usual cocky side smirk its a genuine smile. "i know. i got you, baby, dont worry."

and you dont. worry, that is. you thought you would. you honestly thought it was be an uncomfortable affair from how stiff and nervous you'd be - you were always the stiff one, next to patrick, the moody girl, the one that had to be coaxed and dragged into having a good time - but you feel like liquid silk. the bed is soft and patricks body is warm and solid over yours and it feels so right to feel his body press against yours. when he licks between your lips you're lax for him, when he nudges your legs apart you spread for him, when you feel the hard pressure against your entrance, you dont resist it. your flesh gives way to his, soft blooms under hard thickness. an empty spot inside of you is slowly filled to the brim.

"god, fuck - you're so perfect. you feel so good - warm little pussy just let me right in, good fucking girl."

the praise lights you up. your fingers slide across his shoulders, feeling the muscles there bunch under his warm freckled skin as he starts to move.

"is this okay?"

legs tighten around his gently swaying hips. heels dig into the indents just above his ass, "yes," you hiss, "yes, dont stop - dont stop -"

"m'not." his mouth is back at your neck, nose skimming just under your sweat slick jaw - every part of you and him is sweaty, but you like it, the heat of your skin sliding, the moisture on his skin, the coarseness of his hair rubbing into your soft belly - "god, its so good. fuck, this is -" he burries his face in your shoulder as his hips lose control.

this is bad, he didn't finish. its bad because hes already addicted to your body wrapped around him. hes fucked loads of girls, but none have hugged his cock quite so sweetly as you. the warm bath of your cunt, milking and squeezing him - your soft body - the give of your cunt - you take him so fucking well.

maybe it's because he already adores you. his anxious little buddy. you dont feel like a buddy though, nothing buddy about the way your hole is gripping his cock. he just means, he already knows you so well, and he likes you, hes protective of you, you know him. the only part of eachother you didn't know was this - the intimate part. and now hes literally inside you, hes your first. and that means something, it means you trust him. it means you want him, on some level.

fuck.

[princessbrunette]

m’kay but like toxic mechanic!jj bending you over the hood of a car he’s fixing?!?!?!?? — sorry not sorry, i’m screaming, creaming, crying and throwing up at the thought

꒰ა 🐾 ‘’ 🫧 ໒꒱

“what, now y’wanna cry about it? ‘s real cute, sweetie.” the mean blonde pants from behind you as he thrusts his dick inside your puffy hole repeatedly. your cheek is pressed to the luke-warm metal bonnet of the car he’d been working on all day, bare ass thrust in the air as he fucks you, his shorts only pulled down enough for the cold buckle of his belt to smack against the back of your thigh with every harsh roll of his hips.

“no! m’not crying!” its a near lie, your lip wobbling and eyes glassy. you never knew how to feel when jj got like this, all jealous and mean. it hurt your heart and often your feelings, but you’d be lying again if you said it didn’t make your pussy ache. “j’st— mmph— just worried someone’s gonna come in n’ see!” its afterhours at the garage, so it’s unlikely but not totally impossible that someone walks right in and sees jj working on you.

“psh, worried. you’re not worried. you probably would like an audience. made that damn clear today.”

you’d made the mistake of visiting jj on his lunch break, and whilst you waited for your boyfriend to return from the store round the corner with his food — you’d politely engaged in conversation with the other mechanics who knew you from how often you’d been around jj. you got chatting with one of them in a friendly way, and soon you had a tool in your hand, surrounded by mechanics as you lean over a bonnet, the guy telling you what to do to fix the car. it was mostly jokey, and you had no idea what you were doing — more so, you had no idea how awful it looked when jj returned.

he was pissy the rest of the day, which is why you hung around— out of guilt. when mad, jj had the tendency to vanish. become totally emotionally evasive and unavailable because he thinks he’s not good enough for you— so you knew if you didn’t force him to let you stick around and eventually fuck his frustration out, you wouldn’t be seeing him for a few days.

“dont want an audience daddy, just you. just want you.” you let the tears fall now, the liquid giving you away as it runs down the curve of the car bonnet. the sight of the tears don’t move jj, and he only pushes at your lower back to adjust your arch.

“mmmhm. stop runnin’. know you can arch that back better than this, mama. saw you do it today infront of the guys. you want ‘em to peek up your skirt or somethin’?”

“no!”

“no? damn, babydoll— i actually kinda hope one of ‘em walks in n’sees you like this. ‘teach you a lesson.”

you let out a displeased whine at this and he shushes you harshly, slapping your ass before sneaking an arm round your waist, pulling you firmer against him. you sniffle, devastated as you attempt to meet his thrusts, eager to please him.

“love you, jj.” you mope and he tongues at the corner of his mouth, shaking his head.

“you’re so lucky i love you too. or i would’a let you run off with one of those assholes ‘stead of keeping you here n’dicking you down.”

꒰ა 🐾 ‘’ 🫧 ໒꒱

[gothghostiie]

cw: bully!soap is his own warning, dubcon, slightly risky place, spit as lube, brief fingering, anal, degrading, crying, orgasm denial, creampie, afab!gn!reader

thinking about bully!soap and reader finally getting to the point where he finally fucks you - or at least tries to. you know hes trying and the thought scares you shitless, yet you cant deny how it gets your pussy throbbing and drooling at the mere thought. the way his fingers rub at the band of your underwear, his hot breath against your neck, it all drives you insane.

you know you shouldn't want this, he's a bully; if not worse. and yet here you are, pressed face first against the wall in the changing rooms while he chuckles into your ear. sure, he snuck in while you were alone, sure he was groping your ass through the thin sweatpants, but you didn't put up much of a fight. none at all, if you're being honest. your mind is fogged up, his rough touch making it hard to know what you want. only when he speaks to you, you snap out of your thoughts, giving him an anxious look from the corner of your eye. he pulls back a bit, one hand on the back of your neck while the other pumps his semi.

"c'mon, show me what you got." he orders, eyes flicking to the fabric loosely resting on your hips. you hesitate before fumbling with them anf pulling them down, just over your ass. he grins, the hand going from his slick cock to grab a hand full of your ass, squeezing the flesh firmly. "look at that ass.. christ." he grins. you arch your back a bit, shifting around in hope that he does as much as graze your cunt, feeling how wet snd needy it is. of course this doesnt get lost at him, and it makes him laugh. the sound is cruel and malicious, his fingers snaking down to press against your tight asshole. "you didn't think I'd actually fuck that little cunt of yours, did you?" his tone is mocking, he licks his lips before spitting on your hole. you gasp, your face burning as he leans in so close that your noses are almost touching.

"Nasty little sluts like you dont deserve to have their precious pussy fucked." he almost hisses, his finger pushing past the resistance of the tight muscle. you gasp, tensing up a bit as your mouth gapes open in a silent wail. he presses his lips against your open mouth, kissing you sloppily while his fingers scissor you open. it all happens so fast, you couldn't protest if you wanted to. his fat tip nudges your asshole, demanding entry, precum smearing all over it, making it slick enough for him to slip in. he groans quietly, a cry falls from your lips, his thumb rubs your skin soothingly as he lets you get used to the feeling. the gentle behaviour surprises you, but it's gone as quick as it came.

"you're fucking lucky I wanna fuck a perverted slut like you at all, you know. what fucking little sicko gets wet from being bullied, huh?" he grunts, starting to thrust into you as the cruel words leave his lips. it makes tears of embarrassment shoot up in your eyes, your face growing hotter by the word. breathy little sobs fall from your lips, mixing in with the moans of pleasure as he bullies himself into your asshole. his thrusts are harsh, hips snapping against yours in a fast pace, skin slapping against skin, pubes rubbing against your lower back. his head falls back as he chases his own high, one hand on your hip, the other still gripping the back of your neck, holding you in place, not letting you escape from him.

he cums quick but hes not ashamed. 'it's not about your pleasure anyway' he tells you as he buries himself inside you to the hilt, the warm liquid inside you making you shiver. he stays like this for a moment, letting his breathing calm down, his cock slowly soften up - even though the sight of you sniffling and trembling almost makes him wanna fuck you again - before he finally pulls out with a groan, leaning you gaping open. "c'mon, spread 'em. show me." with shaky hands you comply, spreading yourself open, hole dripping with his cum.

"fuck, look at that.. gaping open like a whore.." he chuckles, shaking his hand and giving your ass a firm pat. "get dressed. don't want anyone finding you like this, do you?" he grins, giving you a wink as he tucks his cock away, a kiss goodbye on your forehead before leaving you to yourself.

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[caligvlasaqvarivm]

Is Eridan’s fake attempt for land dweller genocide just a manifestation of his guilt of orphaning all those trolls? He says he wants to kill them all so they will no longer have to deal the loss of losing their parent to some finned hipster asshole?

So Eridan's life pre-SGRUB is primarily concerned with one thing: it is his Duty as a violet-blood who is close to the Heiress to feed her lusus so that it doesn't throw a tantrum and Kill Everybody. It's a manifestation not of guilt, but of anxiety.

He describes the murder he commits in pursuit of this as "all i evver done practically," and we never see him participate in a hobby he enjoys - we learn he's a hipster because Karkat calls him one, he FLARPs to fill Gl'bgolyb's belly, and people have fought with me before, but I maintain that his "interest" in military history is also just a part of his posturing/something he reads like somebody would doomscroll, as it validates his anxiety, because he only ever talks about history twice, in the vaguest possible terms, and the first time, it's just part of him posturing at Kanaya, and the second time, he's literally just. Wrong? He's just incorrect?

CA: yeah go ahead and kiss us off but therell be blood on your hands CA: you could either play along as our auspistice and do a little mediating like you wwere fuckin hatched to CA: or wwatch she and me devvolvve into fuckin full fledged kismesisses the kind like you dont get once in ten thousand swweeps CA: you knoww thats wwhat it wwould be there wwould be rainboww rivvers runnin through star systems and all nebulizin like liquid firewworks CA: it wwill be beautiful and heartbreaking all at once CA: you should read up on your history instead of poring through that godawwfull sunny rubbish

CC: None of your plots to kill t)(e land dwellers ever work out, and every doomsday device you get your )(ands on turns out to be a piece of junk! CA: so CA: i got to keep tryin thats howw all the great military masterminds became great through upright persevverance

Like I just. Don't believe him when he says he's obsessed with military history when he doesn't seem to be able to name five specific battles, and thinks the main attribute a military leader needs to succeed is "persevverance". We know that Karkat's interest in romance is real because he brings it up more than twice and also starts infodumping about it to Vriska at one point, but Eridan only seems to mention it because he thinks he's supposed to care about it.

Which is pretty much, like, one of the biggest tensions in his character: how he feels he's supposed to act vs. how he actually feels about acting that way. He faces multiple pressures to be a certain person, which run counter to his actual feelings.

He has to be a murderer, because if he isn't one, then Gl'bgolyb will do a genocide on his entire species.

He has to be an unrepentant murderer, because they live in a horrible fascist murder-society where highbloods are supposed to kill lowbloods all the time for literally any reason.

He has to be the one getting his hands bloody because his ancestor, Dualscar, was also the Orphaner, and (especially highblood) trolls need to take up their ancestors' mantles.

He has to be rude and condescending to everybody else because that's how highbloods, and especially sea dwellers, have to act.

He cannot express compassion, sympathy, or pity, because sea dwellers and highbloods aren't supposed to act that way.

Magic has to be fake, because it's for shitty wigglers, and Eridan's not a wiggler anymore!

He has to be in a torrid pitch relationship because that was the most defining one Dualscar had, and he needs to complete Dualscar's unfinished business.

He has to be in a flushed relationship because Dualscar had an unrequited flushcrush on the empress, and he needs to complete Dualscar's unfinished business.

He has to hate the lowbloods because he's a highblood.

He has to hate the land dwellers because he's a sea dweller.

But wait! That's weird. He has to hate the land dwellers and lowbloods, but he's the one responsible for making sure they don't all die by keeping Gl'bgolyb full?

In truth, it would be all too easy to solve the land dweller problem once and for all. You'd just need to lighten up on the feeding schedule for a while. Maybe you'd be a little too busy to bother with that hassle for once? Or maybe you could happen to be off your game for a spell? It happens, even to the best sometimes. But nah. It would make her upset. More emotions. More problems. That's all you need.

And he has to be an unrepentant murderer even though he clearly feels more guilt for it than Feferi?

That should keep her happy for a while. And make a freshly orphaned troll somewhere pretty sad.

And you claim magic is fake idiot stuff for babies but you like it SOOOO much?

You also like MAGIC, even though you know it to be FAKE. Like a made up friend, the way wizards are. Made up make believe FAKEY FAKEY FAKES. It's still fun though.

So we can see that Eridan is basically being pulled two ways at all times.

On one hand, there's everything society says he needs to be: an unrepentant murderer, a military dictator, ruthless bloodthirsty sea-dwelling aristocracy, hater of all low bloods and land dwellers, Orphaner Dualscar's heir.

And on the other hand, there's the guy Eridan actually is: doesn't give a shit about the hemocaste, just wants friends and/or relationship partners, likes magic, like hipster stuff, kind of a tool, guilty and traumatized.

It doesn't help that the people he's surrounded by are the least likely to recognize his distress as distress - Feferi loooooves being a princess, Kanaya has never really voiced any strong opinions on the hemocaste because it largely doesn't concern her since she's a rare jade blood, and Vriska is doing a lot better than Eridan is at fitting the mold they were born into (not that she doesn't have problems, she's just doing better than Eridan, which is a low fucking bar). Even Karkat, because of his own hangups about being a mutant pariah, venerates the society he was born into, because he (wrongly) sees it as a means to gain validation so he can hate himself less. As a result, Eridan winds up with basically 0 support system, because pretty much every aspect of his life reinforces that the thing society says he should be is correct, and that there's something wrong with Eridan for being unable to meet that expectation.

Especially because, for at least all the "murderer" he's supposed to be, if he fails to meet that expectation, everybody dies. So it's not just that he's got a pushy lusus and a shitty society, like Vriska does, but that there's also the added weight that adhering to those expectations is literally, objectively, the correct thing to do, so long as he doesn't want literally everybody to die.

As a result, he's constantly trying to overcorrect his behavior and cognition to line up with what he thinks he's supposed to be. That's why he's constantly saying slurs even though he doesn't actually treat anybody differently for their caste. That's why he's constantly talking about murder and military history, even though he clearly doesn't enjoy doing either of those things. That's why he's always pushing this image of a big bad fascist wannabe, even though he actually wants to be a magic-slinging wizard.

The thing about genocide, for Eridan, is that he's already obsessed with genocide - the prevention of genocide. Keeping his species from being genocided is, without exaggeration, the most time-consuming pursuit in his life. BUT WAIT! He can't say, think, or believe that his actions are for the benefit of the land dwellers, because first of all, he feels kind of guilty about killing them, and second of all, because he's not allowed to express compassion to the people he's keeping safe. So between the stress, the cognitive dissonance, the anxiety, and the fact that Eridan doesn't really do a lot of introspection because he's so overwhelmed by emotion, his existing preoccupation with genocide is transmuted into something that's socially acceptable: "wanting all the land dwellers dead."

"[I]t would be all too easy." Indeed: if he ever slacks in his duties, they will all die. In fact, it's easier for him to let them die than to not. He clearly doesn't like doing all that killing, and it clearly makes him feel bad, and takes up a shitton of his time if nothing else, so it's probably occurred to him over, and over, and over, that maybe he should just... not! What if he just stopped.

Well, then everyone would die. Gl'bgolyb would raise her voice a little and it'd kill all the rust bloods, then the bronzes, the golds, the limes, the olives...

Wait! Is he feeling bad for them? He's not supposed to be feeling bad for the low bloods! Shit, shit, shit. Say a slur and then say something about how you WANT all the low bloods dead. PHEW. OKAY. SAFE. But that means you need to kill all the lowbloods. Because you said it, so it has to be true, and also, this is the way you're supposed to be. So, fuck, well, go commission a doomsday device. Okay, done. PHEW. It probably doesn't work, but nobody can say you didn't try! Hooray, you did it! You have performed a Sea Dweller Action! Oh it's time to go kill some people again. Damnit. Killing people sucks. It makes you feel bad, and it takes up so much of your time. What if you just didn't...

And we can see this with the way his lust for genocide is described. There's no mention of why he hates the land dwellers, no mention of how he believes society will improve with them gone, or even what they're doing that's so bad in the first place. He rambles at Feferi about "keeping the bloodlines pure" at one point, but this is clearly contradicted by him stating he wouldn't kill Kanaya, because what sort of friend would he be? (And the fact that he cares about Kanaya, Vriska, and the anon-blooded Karkat, who could be literally any blood color, at all!)

So yeah, like, the thing is, he doesn't want to kill them all. He even calls himself out for knowing his latest doomsday plot was a bust from the start:

You are almost starting not to care about this stupid doomsday device which probably won't even work. She probably KNOWS you know it won't work. She has probably put all the pieces together and knows it was an elaborate ruse to be in cahoots with her again.

And so does Feferi:

CC: None of your plots to kill t)(e land dwellers ever work out, and every doomsday device you get your )(ands on turns out to be a piece of junk! CA: so CA: i got to keep tryin thats howw all the great military masterminds became great through upright persevverance CC: I t)(ink deep down you stack t)(ese plots against you so you fail because you know it's wrong.

And here he is outright contradicting his stated goal of killing the land dwellers because, jegus, he'd never kill his friends:

CA: but somethin thatll kill all land dwwellers wwhat else wwould i be after GA: Can You Just For A Moment Entertain The Thoughts Of One Untouched By Megalomaniacal Derangement And Tell Me Why Id Want To Assist You With That CA: wwell CA: im not goin to vvery wwell kill you am i that wwould be fuckin unconscionable CA: wwhat kind of friend wwould i be

And a reminder that one of his closest friends at this point in time is Karkat, whose blood color is currently anonymous to his friend group, meaning he could be literally any blood color and Eridan wouldn't want him dead:

CC: You know, I'm not sure w)(y we never talk about our romantic aspirations. CC: We s)(ould more often. It is kind of -EXCITING! CA: shrug CC: Probably because you fill your gossip quota wit)( your nubby )(orned bro.

But Karkat also explicitly lumps himself in with the low bloods, so Eridan can't even use the excuse that Karkat might be nobility (but sea dwellers are still suppose to hate land dwelling nobility so that still wouldn't be a defense EVEN IF it was true):

CG: CHALK IT UP AS ANOTHER INFURIATING VICTORY FOR GUTTER BLOOD OVER ARISTOCRACY.

Because Eridan does not want to genocide the land dwellers. He's just anxious.

[tomssexdoll]

alrigh hear me out so Tom and reader are enemies like reader is popular girl in school and Tom is outcast but they are in love and at some point when reader gets super drunk she comes to his and confesses her feelings but in a dumb way like she says stuff like “you belong in art museum” and Tom finds it funny and cute but he don’t believe her but it ends up being smut so basically fluff+smut with bits of angst (sorry if it’s long and i really love your fics)

GIRLL DONT APOLOGISE I LOVE DETAIL TYSM MWAH

Drunk in love

PAIRINGS: Tom 2007 x Female reader CONTENT: SMUT + FLUFF SYPNOSIS: Y/N is super popular in school and is secretly in love with her outcast enemy Tom, at a party Y/N gets super drunk and confesses to him but in a silly way which he loves. A/N: hi WARNINGS: teasing and clothing action, dom!tom, sub!reader, fingering, p in v (riding)

Me and Tom kaulitz, the schools outcast, have been enemies for years. I never knew why, I guess it was because everyone disliked him so I picked it up too. I never really hated him though, I was always secretly in love with him.

Sneaking him winks and blowing kisses when no one was around. I knew he felt the same, doing it back and even kissing me on the bus once.

But that was years ago, now he was even more quiet, barely spoke to anyone or even looked at anyone.

One day I went up to him after school, I invited him to the party I had been invited to since I needed someone as weird as him there, my friends didn't understand him but I did, I liked his quirky personality and stupid jokes.

"Ew, why were you talking to him Y/N" my friend snickered as I came back to her, I rolled my eyes "shut up, you guys are so rude" I grunted and walked off, leaving them super confused.

The time of the party came, I put on a slutty dress and did my makeup and hair just how he liked it, I overheard him talking about his type to other people and knew I needed to impress him.

I showed up, searching everywhere for him and avoiding my friends. I gave up and sighed, getting a few shots and downing them slowly, the clear liquid burning my throat as it went down.

A few hours later, I was super drunk, stumbling and giggling everywhere. I felt a tap on my shoulder and saw Tom, I looked up at him and my face turned red, "Oh T-tom! You..came!" I slurred my words, handing him a drink. He gladly took it and started to drink with me, eventually getting as drunk as me.

We sat down on a nearby couch, talking about everything and nothing. It came to a point where I was just listening to him yap, admiring his beautiful features. He took account of this and chuckled, "gonna keep staring at me like that", I was shaken out of my trance and looked away, super embarrassed "sorry..I can't help it" I giggled nervously.

He grabbed my chin with his hand and turned my face to look at him again, "it's alright princess" he smiled, his smile and the words that came out of his mouth made me super wet.

"You know.." I slurred "you belong in an art museum, you're so handsome" I giggled, going closer to him and looking deeply into his eyes, "oh really?" he chuckled, "is that your silly way of confessing your feelings to me" he said jokingly, I nodded, surprising him.

"Yeah, I've liked you for 5 years.." I bit my lip, his eyes widened "we need to talk about this in private" he sighed and grabbed my arm, dragging me into an empty bedroom and locking it behind him, setting me down on the bed.

"It can't be possible..I mean..you're you..gorgeous and popular and I'm this, an outcast" he frowned "why would you like me?" I scoffed at his question, "why? because you're different, you care about me, you're not an asshole who just wants me for my body or popularity, I love your silly jokes and weird humor, I can never be like that around my friends" I sighed, resting my head on his arm softly.

He smiled and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me closer and kissing the top of my head, "the time you kissed me on the bus years ago made me fall for you even more, it was like reassurance, like you were saying 'dont worry i feel the same', it made me have hope" I grabbed one of his hands and intertwined my fingers in his.

He lifted my chin once again to face him, leaning in closer and pressing his plush lips against mine, his hands snaking to the back of my head, holding it softly as he deepened the kiss.

He pulled back softly, a small string of saliva following, "are you not worried about your reputation, being seen with me with your popularity will be scandalous" he chuckled, caressing the back of my head softly, "I don't care Tom, i'd rather spend the rest of my life with you than worry about what some idiots in high school think" I sighed "i'm sick and tired of worrying about what my friends think, they are irrelevant anyways, they all talk shit about each other, including me" I rolled my eyes.

He smiled softly, pecking my lips again, "how can you kiss so well anyways, thought you were an outcast" I giggled, teasing him.

He chuckled "everyone at school thinks I have no friends at all but that's not the case, i've been with a few girls before" "well, i'll be your girl from now on" I pushed him onto the bed softly, climbing on top of him.

His hands rested on my ass, cupping them gently, I kissed him passionately, grinding softly on his clothed cock. I felt it press against his pants, hardening slowly.

"I've imagined this moment so many times.." he whispered, kissing my neck softly, I giggled and slowly zipped my dress off, chucking it somewhere in the room.

"Holy fuck you're gorgeous.." his breath hitched, hands roaming over my body, tracing my curves. "Well I dressed up for you and you didn't even notice" I grunted, he scoffed "didn't notice? trust me i did, I was trying to hide my boner when approaching you" he said shyly, turning his face away.

I smiled, "fine, i'll take it" I started to take his top off, revealing his toned body, I bit my lip and felt myself get ever wetter. I slowly trailed my hands down to his pants, unbuckling his belt and dragging them off. His cock was pressed against his boxers, leaking precum and staining them.

"Someones excited" I smirked, pulling his cock out slowly. It sprang out, hitting his abdomen. My eyes widened at the size, mouth slightly agape.

"Jesus christ...I always knew you gave off big dick energy" he chuckled "it's probably cause i'm so quiet, isn't that what they say, quiet guys give off big dick energy" I nodded and giggled, slowly taking my panties off.

He bit his lip at the sight of my pussy, wet and aching for him. I poitioned myself and slowly sat down, his cock engulfing my pussy. It stopped at one point, not going any further, I was only a quarter down.

"Shit..it's too big Tom.." I looked down at him, panicked. He grunted and pulled me off him, flipping us over and hovering over me. "I'll make it fit baby" he kissed my neck, his fingers slowly entering me.

"Ah!" I moaned, his fingers ramming into my pussy, stretching it out, "just tell me if you want to stop, ok?" he smiled, I nodded and closed my eyes, trying to forget the pain.

His fingers curled at my g spot, warming up my hole for his big cock. Once he figured it was stretched out enough he retracted his fingers, slowly pushing his cock in again.

It finally fit this time, resisting a bit halfway but he made it fit, just like he said. He held me gently and thrusted in and out, careful not to hurt me.

I grunted in frustration, "faster!" I whined, he chuckled "okay..so impatient" he grabbed my hips, pulling me closer and started to pound into me, his tip hitting my sweet spot perfectly.

"Fuck..so tight" he groaned, rolling his head back. I held onto him, my arms wrapping around his back and scratching at it tightly, intense pleasure waves coursing throughout my body.

"Fuckk!" I moaned loudly, kissing his neck and sucking on it harshly, leaving dark purple marks everywhere. He continued to slam his cock into me, his thrusts getting harsher by the second.

Even though his thrusts were harsh and rough, his touch on me wasn't. It was like I was a delicate flower, meant to be handled gently. The way he held me close, occasionally caressed my thigh, he was my dream guy.

Like I had told him before, the guys I had been with were assholes. They'd just fuck me and finish, not even caring about my pleasure, I was just another hole to them.

I threw my head back, arching my back as he kept hitting my g spot. His head lowered, hands removing themselves from my hips and coming to my bra, pulling it down slightly, revealing my hard nipples.

He smirked and latched his lips onto one, sucking softly, the other hand teasing my other boob. I moaned loudly, legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him in closer, deepening the connection.

"You're so sexy...so beautiful" he murmered on my tits, kissing the skin around my nipples, sucking gently and leaving marks on me too.

His tip kissed my cervix, hips slamming into mine with such force that the sound of skin slapping filled the air. I felt tension build in my tummy, signalling my awaiting orgasm.

"Gonna cum soon.." I whimpered, he smirked and picked up his pace, brutally pounding his cock into my cunt, making me scream in pleasure.

I felt the tension tighten even more, my orgasm washing over me, my pussy clenching on his cock tightly. He groaned and came in me, shooting his thick call all over my walls and coating it completely.

He collaped on top of me, trying to regain his breath. "Fuck...that was amazing y/n" he chuckled softly, kissing me gently. I nodded in response, wrapping my arms around him and holding him tightly.

After a few minutes he slowly pulled out, careful not to overstimulate me. Our shared juices softly dripped out of my hole, seeping onto the bed.

"Lord have mercy for who's going to clean this house" Tom smirked, I giggled "yeah, especially this room" I winked. He grabbed a tissue and cleaned me up, helping me put my clothes back on and kissing me lovingly.

"You know, I've never had a guy help me put my clothes back on after sex" I sighed, turning to him. Guilt washed over his eyes, his smile turning into a frown "you deserve better Y/N, i'm willing to give it to you, just give me a chance.." he caressed my cheek, pressing his forehead against mine.

"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?" my eyes widened, pulling back. He nodded "please, I'll give you the world" he smiled softly, I looked deeply into his eyes, all that was staring back at me was sincerity, he was telling the truth.

"Oh my god Tom yes!" I squealed and pounced on him, hugging him tightly. He laughed, pulling me off and carrying me outside. All my friends stared in shock seeing us together, kissing and cuddling.

I glared back at them, enjoying my time with Tom. They came up to me, scoffing and crossing their arms, "what are you doing with this loser? I thought you hated him" I rolled my eyes "shut up chloe, you are so insufferable, I hate all of you and how mean you guys are, don't speak to me again we aren't friends anymore" I hissed at them "at least Tom treats me like the queen I am, you guys are miserable" I laughed at them, turning back to Tom and kissing him passionately, I felt him smile against my lips.

E/N: i can't lie i forgot the angst im sorry ily

tags: @itsmealaiah @tomscumdump @tomscumdoll @tomkaulitzloverr @ge-billsgf @estxkios @ballhair @charliesgoodboy @syylss

[jrueships]

anon who asked me to post some of the nba player sun+moon combos that make me feel different degrees of insane.. grah grawh. unprompted and unelaborated for now. will reblog with more later because there is always more

I AM NOT A PROFESSIONAL, idk if it's real or not & idc. it is fun & i like feeling like i am right abt things (i never am). leave me to my delusions please. im joking on these but also am i really

kyle lowry: ☀️ Aries, 🌙 virgo

what a bitch combo, people can't staaand you, huh! one moment you're having friends <3 you're having fun <3!! the next you're having a moment where you accidentally snap and regret everything but not fast enough for your friends and now all those friends of yours that made you so happy are gone and in the wind <3 with the only one left to blame being the only one left all alone : you <3 !!!

Ja Morant: ☀️ leo, 🌙 leo

do you even have your own personality at this point if we take away every outside influence youve tacked on to protect it or what. but hey, keep live, breathing, dying to the method acting, right 🥰 ?? cause when they hate you, it's not really hating YOU, huh? it's actually pretty genius !! ... i don't think YOU even know who's the real you at this point anyways, so no one will EVER hate the you you really are inside!! AND!!!!! they won't ever Love It either !

phenomenal acting ja! you're nothing without entertaining, as always 🥰 !! 🩵🩵

Anthony Edwards: ☀️ leo, 🌙 aquarius

'im not like OTHER girls'

* posts video of him being H*mophobic. *

Draymond Green: ☀️ pisces, 🌙 gemini

you could murder someone and still be the victim ( you have . )

JJJ: ☀️ virgo, 🌙 scorpio

the face of a man that would die if he couldn't throw in his stupid two cents into a fountain that specifically has a sign against throwing two cents in it .

Pg: ☀️ taurus, 🌙 leo

outside you're lovable until the wrong person (a person who actually DOESNT want to feed into the luxury of your own ego, WHAAAT😱😱?!??? NO FUCKIN WAY 🙀!!! ... AUTONOMY ⁉️⁉️) spends too much time with you for them to realize that you're actually a piece of immature shit. not even solid, liquid. the worst kind of asshole is an unpredictable asshole. because they can hurt the hardest and get hurt the hardest ( when it's least expected ). BUT YOU DONT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THAT TOO MUCH if you actively distance everyonee who DONT automatically feed into your own delusions and only surround yourself with people that do or make you feel secure to the fact that theyll never ever call you out enough for you to actually acknowledge how much your shit stinks!! because you devoted too much loyalty to them for that to even HAPPPENN!!! it's a COMPLETELY HEALTHY and MUTUAL and TOTALLY NOT CODEPENDENT relationship ‼️ they compliment YOU, feed into YOU, you give them what they want, work for them for whatever they want, you provide enough where they feel too weak alone without it.... or at least not Whole thanks to you merging to their side like a parasite BUT A HELPFUL ONE!!!! .. so they have no choice BUT to excuse your gluttony and your selfishness and stubbornness because man!! you just work SO hard, huh :( !! scorpios just HAVE to understand because they work just like you!! virgos too!! and cancers just HAVE to feel bad because you've done SOOOO much for them ALREADY , haven't YOU ? what a good relationship . it's so . ' loyal . '

they can't leave you because that'll tear out too much of the life YOU gave them !! they can't LIVE without you (now)!! and you know that because you made SURE of that !!!!!!! because you ONLY EVER actually try whenever it's what You want. if others end up benefiting from it as well. sure. whatever. as long as it always adds to Your wants and Your demands, they can have their little cookies or struggles or whatever other people face that aren't you .

( i just Know it eats him up everyday that he can't include cancer zodiac dame into his little circle of Close Friends That Are Close Friends Because They Agree With Me. i just Know It. )

double the loyalty with double the selfishness too! but you make sure only to hang out with the people that you KNOW need that loyalty so they can value it while excusing the .. certain cons that come with it. hopefully excusing it to the point of pretending it doesn't even exist!! that would be GREAT 😁😁!! ... considering that's the entire reason you did all this work in the First Fucking Place .

you're such a HEROOO, and if you can't be that... at least you can be mentioned as the sidekick! eitherway, you're getting the limelight you always work yourself (more like others) to view you in! congrats pg ! you really EARNED it.

deserved can be up to debate .

but wait, no actually. because you never let anyone in too deep that ever Dares debate with you! so nevermind . wow . congrats .

Deebo: ☀️ Leo, 🌙 Libra

leave me alone right now (DO N O T leave me alone i will CRY ) i just need some time to myself (WHY ARE YOU LEAVING M E ALONE?????? with TIME !?!?? to MYSELF????? WHOSE PERSONALITY CAN I BASE MINE OFF OF WHEN I'M ALONE ?@???? my OWN??!?!?!???) please just leave me alone or i might say something i don't mean ( please don't leave me alone or i might do something i might not mean ) i don't want to look clingy ( but let's be honest..) don't make me regret ( please )

Kd: ☀️ libra 🌙taurus

Keldon: ☀️ libra 🌙 scorpio

oh i just KNOW that preservation lying is Prominent and Delusional

Lebron: ☀️ capricorn 🌙 aries

all the achievements you already have pale when it comes to chasing after the unattainable. Living and yearning like a Gatsby

[bunnyb34r]

God work has been... interesting the past few days

Under a read more bc god this is longer than I thought

NewLady is PISSED at everyone but me again (what a suprise) but she might be mad at me for THINKING I was also shit talking her with the group (I mean I kinda was but not at the first incident that set her off. I was AFTER bc jfc)

Basically NetflixCoworker and RC were venting ab her, how she never touches basics, or any pallets if they're not Men's. How she only does it when she doesn't want to work her section (usually Sunday's... when RC drops the most for basics since it's their area)

Well all of this was in earshot of NewLady who was two tables away. Now I was only there bc I had to tell RC something ab a pallet and was waiting for them to stop talking. From NewLady's perspective it looked like I was joining in.

Anyway she then bitchly asks RC if she's going to help her with the pallet of hats. It's a pallet of hats. Hats go in basics or boxes on the table. Figure it out.

Then like an hour later she comes up to RC and says really snootily "you know, I really didnt appreciate you talking to me like that. Next time-"

RC cuts her off and says "How about we just not talk!"

Today she did ALL of basics that RC dropped (oooh you sure got her there! Doing her work for her, that'll show her!) Which annoyed me but RC was like whatever less work I gotta do

Then we're working on the stupid hanging rack bc the summer like is sloooowly trickling in and we needed the facings. You know where they were? Certainly not in the back where they should be.

They. Were. Outside. OUTSIDE just heaps of metal bars prime for the taking!!!! RC texted BaldBastard and was like where the fuck are the facings? (Nicely ofc)

Asshole comes in and he's like yeah I threw em out bc we dont need them. They're just thrown about in the back.

MOTHERFUCKER WE NEED THOSE TO MAKE THE HANGING RACK MATCH CORPORATE STANDARDS! I WILL PERSONALLY THROW YOUR ASS UNDER THE BUS FOR THAT IF WE FAIL A VISIT!

RC was able to put them in a box and labeled it in the steel but are you fucking kidding me???? Tell me you dont know how to run a store without telling me you dont know how to run a store

And in other news shockingly I still am running out of stock and will at this rate have like 10 facings of one item bc everything else will be liquidated. So fun

[tojisun]

Not me running on liquid courage again. 💀🥂

I mean we all know canon toji is an asshole ❤️, but domestic?!?! It just makes you wanna bash a keyboard 😗 like how can you not! It's so fucking frustrating! He IS beautiful indeed its frustrating!

🥺🥺🤧 ahh this response! I know I said thank you already but like 🥺 thank you. I'm happy you found a healthy outlet. It takes a lot to acknowledge when you're not feeling well AND to doing something positive about it, so virtual hug 🤧 bring it in 🫂!

I wish school systems would actually give a fuck and do a better job preparing students for uni (dont we all). Everyone has a different situation but uni will always be there. I mean they want your money loans, right?? Take all the time you need while you're in uni. This is just my experience, but I feel like this is really only one time where you'll have a chance to work on your adult life before it becomes an expectation.

I just miss being a student for leeway at work. 0h and bc I like learning.

Omg I feel you on a personal level. Taking a 18 hour semester and a +50hr job for WHAT!!! In the end, I changed my major when I had 3 more classes until I graduated, so i graduated in 6 years 🙃.

Truly, please be kind to yourself. We only have 1 fucking day in the week to not think about work. I'm channeling my spirit energy to you. I wish you the best! Please take care and stay safe.

(Sorry for any typos)

omg hey!!! howre u!! sorry it took a while for me to respond ahdjwjs

no no bc that’s exactly me!! canon toji was so much of an asshole that i had a hard time writing him being soft and domestic and kind (ie: my first established fic was toji leaving the reader for mamaguro bc ik that man would choose her in any universe </33) but then i was like fuck canon. i want toji who’s in love w the reader; toji who cares for the reader; toji who’s moved on and healed from mamaguro and loving the reader for them and not as mamaguro’s replacement!!!! (most of my fics tend to follow this au)

i remember when i was drafting one of my first fluff fics (not headcanon or drabble), one of my besties told me, “ur projecting.” like maam, do u think i dont know 😭 but yea i wrote my soft toji whose scarred lips are gentle when they kiss the reader because toji is so pretty, we need him being happy with reader!!!!

thank u so much for the hug!! ive been having severe bad weeks and i needed this <3333 hugs you tight too 😚

and absolutely!! my school did ok in preparing us for post-secondary; college did amazing in helping me transition from high school setting and into post-secondary setting; but fuck. uni is a whole different level. can’t catch a break fr like AHHSHSHH

but yes thank u so much for the advice!!! i can absolutely see what u mean. like rn, even if i have work and back-to-back lectures, i still have the opportunities to ask for time-offs to prepare for my midterms and finals and papers which has helped me greatly! the life experience is helping me lots while giving me some form of coddling and ik this wouldnt really last into (greater) adulthood so that kinda sucks :((

and omg u switching majors is nerve-wracking but amazing at the same time!! ik sm of my friends who just suck up with their majors even if theyre fr struggling so im glad that u were able to pursue something more your style. im sorry it took long for u to grad though but still!!! im so happy for uu!!!

and i will be kind to myself, i promiseee!! ive been doing better these past few days and hoping to have more kind days moving forward!

thank you again for this kind mssge! ur words and kindness truly means a lot to me. take care darling, and have a happy and safe drinking 🥹🫶🏼

[simpsamaa]

are you the date? because you're an 11 outta 10 + tartaglia

» you had held up an attitude for a while with childe

» of course he dealt with your little antics in public, keeping face to the other around the two of you.

» you knew you shouldn't have pushed his buttons, tugging on his belt from underneath the table, tapping your fingers against his thighs

» but his strained reactions, his choked laughs, the way his jaw clenched

» they were all worth it

» but you know childe, he hates it when you act up, and if he needs to fuck that attitude out of you, he will.

cw : MINORS DNI! || soft dom to hard dom to soft dom! childe + bratty! fab! reader || spanking, thigh slapping, ass play(rimming) f! receiving, just the tip trope, clit play, crying!!

"shh dont start crying on me now pretty, you did this to yourself." childe hummed in your ear, a cunning smirk on his face. your eyes darted up to met his, glaring at him.

your mouth was covered with a gag, drool seeping through the fabric. the ginger's face filled with amusement as he looked down on you. An annoying glint in his eyes when he pressed down against your covered mouth, the wet fabric making a noise.

"that's not how you treat someone you love hm?" his head tilted to the side now, eyes copying the glare you had made towards him.

you felt his hands trail down your torso cold fingers lightly trailing down your exposed skin, causing goosebumps to rise.

"are you gonna apologize or keep up with that attitude?" he asked as he roughly pushed you forward on your hands and knees. Your covered bottom exposed to childe's greedy eyes as he drank in the image of your underwear sticking to your cunt.

shutting your thighs, you turned back to lock eye with him again. "ph'k ofh" you words were muffled by the damp cloth. your words strengthened by the glare you send back to the ginger.

childe's eyes darkened at your words. a sneer came on to his face as he brought his hand down sharply against your ass cheek.

you bit back a whine, biting hard against the fabric as your eyes started to water from the impact of his hit.

a loud ripping noise came from behind you as childe ripped your underwear off of you, completely exposing your drooling cunt to his eyes.

his hand came down on you once again before rubbing the stinging area. your thighs twitched as his thumb pressed in your puckered hole.

you let out a loud whine as you tried to push away from him, only to be pulled back by one of his arms.

"why you runnin' huh," he sneered, his face crinkling up as he spat against your asshole. "i thought you wanted this."

tears escaped your eyes as his thumb pressed passed the ring of your ass. digging your face into the dark sheet of your shared bed as he continued to defile you.

"are you gonna apologize or keep this stupid attitude of yours up," childe hissed, the playfulness in his voice gone as he continued to rub harsh circles in you.

you stayed unresponsive, fingers digging into the fabric hard, almost ripping the sheets to stay quiet.

childe scoffed at your actions before releasing his touch on you. letting out a whine as you felt his fingers dig into your hips and turn you around. your thighs held open by his as he glowered over you.

you watched as he roughly took off his belt, his eyes meeting yours as he pulled the leather against your wrists, tying them together easily as he roughly tied a knot against your skin.

your skin pricked at the tight knot, your skin heating up as he pulled your arms above your head.

"such a fuckin' brat," childe sneered down at you as he took off his pants and pulled out his hardened cock with one hand.

his hand wrapped around his girth before spitting on the head, a soft groan leaving his mouth once the liquid hit the sensitive tip. the ginger's eyes rolling up as he started to stroke his cock.

childe looked so appetizing, his button up undone all the way, his cock red and leaking precum against his large hands. you could feel cunt dripping at the sight in front of you.

you let out a muffled squeak as he leaned over you, his hand guiding his cock against your cunt, the tip dipping in and out of your tight hole.

your thighs shook around the ginger's hips. hands clenching and unclenching as childe's face split with a smirk. your hole clenching around the thick girth of his mushroom shaped tip.

"awh you want more?" childe gave you a pout, tugging the gag down with a finger before tracing your wobbling lips. his hand trailed down again to slap your inner thigh, leaving your eyes prickling with tears as the pain stung.

"iss okay pretty baby, just tell ajax how sorry you are and he'll make you feel good hm?" he teased, watching you break more and more. He slipped his whole tip in, watching as your eyes widened at the sudden intrusion, the smirk on his face growing into a smile at your reaction.

his hand left your thigh to rub circles against your hardened clit. the stimulation on your clit and the tip of his cock dragging against the outside of your hole made the coil in your stomach grow.

you eyes grew wide as you felt his fingers speed up, pulling you closer and closer to your orgasm. your thighs spasmed around his hips as tears finally slipped from your waterline. the knot in your stomach breaking as he pulled away from you, slapping the heavy weight of his cock against your cunt.

the attitude you had before breaking once he pulled away all his touches.

"'m sorry ajax! i w-was jus' playin' aroun'!" you cried, tears falling freely at your ruined orgasm, the emotions finally hitting you like a rollercoaster. "'m s-so sorry ajax!" your whole body trembling under his heavy gaze, your hips still stuttering against the weight of cock.

you let out small sobs as you felt ajax move to untie your wrists.

"you see how easy that was?" the ginger pulled you up against him, laying you against his chest as he pressed a kiss against your sweaty hairline. his hands grabbing your face and pressing more kisses against your face, licking the trails of tears that left your eyes.

one of his hands left your face to trail down your body and cup your dripping cunt, causing a shiver to run up your spine.

"its okay," childe's pretty eyes met your glossy ones, "i'll make you feel better, now that you're being good,"

© simpsamaa 2022, do not repost or copy

[weixuldo]

Enigma// Ch 2

Modern!Anakin x Reader

(a/n: So I’ve got an idea about this story, but dont worry I’m gonna juggle this one and unconditionally :) as always ty for reading and I hope you enjoy this one just as much as my other stories)

as time goes on you grow closer to Ahsoka, though you still wonder about her friend...

Warnings: cursing, alcohol, mature content?, anakin is an asshole, PTSD, 

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A few weeks passed without seeing the group from that night, though you had become closer with Ahsoka. The two of you had exchanged texts and did study sessions quite often. You found that not all D1 athletes were complete assholes. The two of you liked to go club hopping on friday nights and tonight in particular the two of you were already buzzed by 7:30. 

You enjoyed Ahsoka, she could make friends with about anyone, her jovial spirit mixed with her seemingly infinite wisdom drew so many people to you guys. But the more you hung out with her the more you remembered her friend, Anakin. 

You hadn't seen him since the night you first met him, though you wished you could have seen him more.

There was just something so interesting about him…

“Hey!! Ready for a shot?” Ahsoka smiled, placing two small glasses on the table in front of you. You smiled and took one from her. The two of you downed the vials of liquor and began to laugh. 

“Ahhahah, that one burned” she laughed making a face at the drink.

“I’ll get the next round, but we’re doing a mixed drink” you offered, to which she threw a thumbs up. 

She plopped down on the stook next to you and pulled out her phone. Ahsoka was a curious girl, she seemingly could drink forever and not have a hangover, but at the same time keep up her healthy D1 physique and talent. Tonight her hair was in box braids and she sported a simple maroon slip dress. 

You were also dressed up and the two of you were definitely collecting the attention of all kinds of people. You took a look around to look at your fellow attendants, there were some conventionally attractive people, but you couldn’t get her friend out of your head.

Shamefully you had tried to find him on all social media but were saddened to see he either didn’t have a profile or the one he did have, had no posts. You glanced up at your friend who was deeply invested in whatever text conversation she was having on her phone. 

You were filled with liquid courage so why not ask the question that was looming in the back of your mind for months.

“Hey, Ahsoka… remember your friend Ben and the other one?” you asked, trying to sound innocent.

“Yeah, Ben and Anakin,” she said, still typing.

“How do you know them?”

She set her phone down and smiled, “Yeah, so Anakin was my neighbor when I was a kid and he was friends with Ben. But we got a lot closer when they went to high school because they did ROTC and my dad was the Commander for their school. When they would have to go to meets I liked to tag along so they kinda made me like their little sister. but when I finally went to high school ROTC they were already in the real military, so yeah” she shrugged near the end. 

Makes sense why he had all of that military stuff.

“That’s really cool Ahsoka! Ben seems really sweet and so does Anakin… kinda… Is that why you were celebrating with them? Because of the military job? ” you trailed off.

She let out an abrupt laugh, “Sorry! Hah, Anakin isn’t the best at first impressions, and yeah funny thing is I’m gonna be doing basic training with the same sergeant they were under.”

“That's nice” you smiled “And yeah… I really don’t think he wanted anything to do with me”.

She gave you a funny look, “Well, he did let you stay at his house, so he doesn’t totally hate you”

“I was drunk, he probably woulda done that for anyone” you scoffed.

“Hmmm I don't know F/N, He’s quite picky as to who is allowed in his “cave”. He could've just said no.”

You pondered for a moment before speaking again, “Is he nice? Cause he was a little scary”.

“He’s honestly a sweetheart if you get to know him, he just keeps a lot of walls up because he’s scared too.”

“Scared of what?” you asked.

“Scared of people judging him or looking down on him for shit he’s done or shit he deals with” she said flatly. 

“Hmmm…” you smiled. “Maybe not the best time, but is he single?” you asked, alcohol heating your cheeks.

She grinned at that, “Yes, yes he is… why do you ask?”.

“Oh, I don't know…he was kinda cute” you looked away.

“Would you maybe want his number?” she asked

You snapped your head towards her, “Yes?!”.

Both of you started to giggle, “let's order the next round first” you offered.

Once you had your new drinks perched prettily in front of you she began to give you his number. 

“Sooo, I just want to let you know he has a lot of baggage… buuuut you should totally go for it” she smiled.

Baggage? You wanted to uncover his secrets. As you typed his number into your phone you realized neither Ahsoka nor you would be doing this, or even discussing this sober. You hoped she wouldn’t remember all of tonight. 

“just want to make sure, do you think he’d be comfortable with me having his number?” you asked sheepishly.

She giggled and pulled out her phone, “I think he’d be blushing on the other side of the screen”.

“What?”

“Yeah, I know him really well and ever since we stayed at his place, he’s brought you up several times” she remarked as she sent the contact information.

“Really? Me?” you asked, astonished.

“Mhmm, he's been like “Where's your little friend Ahsoka?” and hinting at inviting my other “Friends” over when we hang out, and I know he knows you’re the only one I usually hang out with outside of them and school” she laughed as she brought her drink to her lips.

Once she was done she added, “and trust me, that is him showing interest. I haven't seen him like this in a long ass time”.

“I don’t think I did anything particularly outstanding to earn his attention” you lamented, adding his contact into your phone. 

She shrugged and finished her drink.

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It was now around 10:30 or was it 1:00? Ahsoka was still going strong, dancing with some random people you two had just met. She was quite impressive.

You, on the other hand, were winding down at the bar. you drank more than you usually did and were debating if you should go back to the dorms tonight or find someone to stay with.

Your insides felt warm because of the alcohol sitting nicely in your stomach. Your cheeks were rosy and you were feeling fucking fantastic. You observed the people in the club, some were dancing, others heavily making out, but a couple across the floor caught your attention.

They were sitting together, hands entwined and you saw the guy crane his neck to kiss her head. They looked like they were supposed to be at a romantic picnic, not a club. They were so lovely, so caring, so perfect…

You wanted that. 

You wanted that so bad. 

The alcohol definitely made you bold, because you reached into your purse and pulled out your phone. Before you knew it your message was sent up in a small bubble.

“Hey”.

Simple.

You placed the phone back down but it dinged almost immediately. 

Who is this, and how do you get this number?

“Its F/N, Ahsoka’s friend, and she gave it to  me”

Why do you need my number?

You felt yourself blush, why did you need the number?

“Idk? I have just kinda been thinking abt u…”

He took a while to respond to that

It's Friday, the two of you must be out, how long have you been drinking?

“Maybee, and idkk”

You laughed at his concern, it was kinda cute.

Soon you heard your phone ringing, it was him.

“Hheelloo?” you answered

“How long have the two of you been out?” you heard him say from the other side of the phone. His voice was a tad raspy but just as good as you remembered. 

“Umm, I don't know since like 7:30??”

“Christ! Its fucking 3 in the morning F/N!” he growled.

You felt a nice sensation shoot to your core. Your name sounded so nice on his tongue. You wanted him to say it again.

“We’re fine, we were just gonna get an uber or somethi-” you were cut off by a wobbly Ahsoka.

“Who ya talking to?!” she asked

Giggling you told her “anakin”

She excitedly shouted, “Ahhaha! Hey Sky guy!! Come and *hic* party with us!!”

“Damnit, where are you two?”

Ahsoka giggled and told him the location.

“I’m calling Ben to pick you two up, you better be fucking glad he doesn’t have work tomorrow”

You were saddened at his words, why was he not coming?

“Where exactly is he gonna drop us?” you shot back, harsher than you intended.

You heard him sigh on the other side, “He’ll drop you two at my place, it's not safe for you two to be unsupervised”.

“Says who?” you said back.

“Me. i’m not going to stay on the line with some irresponsible college students”

Ahsoka butted in, “HEY! Don’t act like you were any better than we are, I know for a fact you do just as much as us Anakin Skywalker!” and with that she hung up.

She huffed and crossed her arms, “he thinks he’s so much better than us because, what? He’s older? Cause he doesn’t club? He’s just as bad, he just does it alone” she huffed with a frown. 

***

(A/N: ok, so if you dont know what ROTC is its basically like the junior military program in highschools, it may just be an american thing? But anyway, ik Ahsoka’s parents arent in actual cannon, so they wont be and integral part of this story anyways. Also I do not condone getting this drunk lmfao)

taglist: @dnamht @sxoulohvn @angeelcoree @wtf-andys @httpeachesblog @katsukiswrld @jetiikote

[smolchildlevy]

Solomon’s Potion Mishap

Warnings: suggestive?, fluff, crack

Summary: Solomon screws up a mixture for a new potion. You were asked to try it out and well- something strange indeed happened.

Solomon was a man constantly making potions and spells all the time.

You were usually his tester for them.. the safe ones at least.

So when he conjured up this one, he messaged you that he wanted you to try it out. Of course your first question was “is it safe for me?” .

He assures you that it’s fine.

You sigh and tell him you have nothing better to do, so you were heading over there.

When you get there, you say your hellos to the other occupants of Purgatory Hall, Luke and Simeon.

As you step into Solomon’s room, you see him holding the elixir.

“MC, just in time. Here, drink this slowly so you don’t choke.”

“Got it.”

He holds the potion out so you can grab it.

You gulp down the liquid.

After consuming the whole thing, you set down the empty bottle on a nearby desk.

“So? How’re you feeling?”

“I feel fi-“

You got cut off by a strange feeling in you. You feel like something sprouted from your body but decide to ignore it.

“MC?”

“What”

“You uh.. just- go look in the mirror real quick.”

You raised a brow in confusion to his suggestion.

Shrugging, you walk over to his bathroom.

“Is something wrong?” You question in your head.

Your eyes gaze upon yourself in the mirror. You blink several times.

“IM A NEKO??!” you shouted.

“Heh.. yep.”

“THIS ISNT FUNNY SOLOMONN!! SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FU-“

He laughed in the other room which made you stop mid-sentence.

You stomp back to him.

“Did you plan this?” You cross your arms.

“Actually-“

“You did, didn’t you?”

“Possibly.”

“You’re an asshole! How long am I gonna be like this?!”

“For about 24 hours I think.”

You fell silent.

“At least you look nice.” He smiled.

“24 HOURS?”

“Yeah.”

“I TOLD LUCIFER ID BE HOME IN AN HOUR! I DONT WANT THEM SEEING ME LIKE- THIS!” You gesture to your cat ears and tail.

“You’ll be fine, just ignore them.”

“Easier said than done!!”

You scold him before hurrying back home.

Your thoughts were racing to think of ways to avoid the brothers.

“What will I do??”

Quietly, you step into the House of Lamentation holding your breath.

So far so good. There’s no brother in sight. You let yourself breathe.

Just then, you hear footsteps. You tried speed-walking to the living room.

“Good, no one’s here.” You think out loud.

“You sure about that darling?~” a voice chuckled.

You whip your head around to see Asmo.

“What’s this?”

“I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“Oh come onnnnn you look adorable, MC!”

“Shut it.”

He continued his squealing, showering you in compliments.

“Asmo, do you know where my-“ another voice says.

“Satan look! She’s so cute!” Asmo hugs you tightly.

Satan freezes in his spot. His face is covered in a red hue.

“I- MC what happened?” He spoke.

“A potion happened.”

“O-Oh.”

Just then, Beel and Belphie walked in.

“Oh god..” you mutter.

“MC, why are you a neko?-“ Beel asked, confused.

“It’s a long story.”

Don’t get me wrong, they were blushing. They were just puzzled on why you had cat ears and a tail.

“Your tail looks fluffy.. can I lay there?” Belphie comments.

“Uh.. sure.”

You sit on the couch and pat the spot next to you. He gladly takes the opportunity to lay his head on the tail.

“So soft..” he doses off.

“Ooo! Let me feel!” Asmo grinned.

“Fine.” You say.

He skips over to you and strokes your soft cat ears.

For some reason, your face gets hot.

“MAMMON I SWEAR! WHERE IS MY LIMITED EDITION RURICHAN FIGURE??” You hear Levi yell from another room.

They’re coming closer. Belphie woke up due to the loud noise.

Mammon kicked down the door, running in.

“LOOK I DONT KNOW MAN!-“

They look at the scene before them. Your new features.

“M-MC.. why do you l-look like that?-“ Levi and Mammon stutter.

“What is all this commotion?” A deep voice approaches.. Lucifer’s voice.

He spots you on the couch and slowly, his cheeks have a pink tint to them.

“What happened here?” He asked.

“Solomon messed up a potion.” You pout.

That expression made it hard for everyone to keep their composure.

Your just too cute. It’s like their hearts will beat out of their chests.

Satan wanted to feel the ears and tail to see if what he was seeing was real, along with the rest.

One hand ruffles your hair.. and you purr.

“WHAT WAS THAT??!” You scream mentally.

Most of them stop what they were doing.

“I-I don’t know what that was-“ you waved your hands, shaking your head.

“MC, your killing me!! You’re so irresistible!” Asmo squealed again.

“Ahem.. S-someone take MC to their room.” Lucifer demanded.

“I WILL!” They all say in unison.

Then, they started arguing.

In the midst of all the blabbering about who should carry you to your room, you feel someone pick you up.

They run with you out the room.

“I SHOULD BE THE ONE TO- wait where’d MC and Satan go?” Mammon pointed to the spot where you were.

“THAT SLICK BASTARD!” Asmo groans.

—with you and Satan—

The two of you made it to your room. He sets you down on the bed.

“Asmo is right though.. you look delectable.”

“T-Thanks..” you blush more than you did earlier.

“I should go now. My brothers have to be fuming by now..”

“Ok-“

He walks out, closing the door.

You realize you’re gonna have to deal with them in a bit for dinner.

“Not again…” you complain.

…..

The meal was very quiet, the brothers glancing at you and blushing every now and then. Also giving the occasional compliment.

..You’ll get Solomon back for this someday.

This is an idea that’s been in the back of my head lmao

[midnightmoonkiss]

lol pirate deku kidnapping and fucking the fiancé of a rival pirate or navy captain THE NIGHT of their wedding, somehow sneaking her away from the reception, like she’s STILL in her wedding dress 😂😂

A/N: this seemed a bit like non-con so i changed it so there is consent🙏Hope you dont mind!! Loved the idea💜🏴‍☠️

Fucked By A Pirate

Word count: 1k

Category: shameless smut

•dom deku

“A-aAh!! F-Fuck..!”

You can’t help but cry out in pleasure, tears streaming down your burning cheeks as you helplessly clutch and claw at the sheets below your trembling body on the foreign bed.

“That’s it, baby girl,” His husky whisper in your ear made you quiver, wet pussy clamping down on his long, thick cock that repeatedly slammed in and out of you in a way that made you delirious, “Scream for me.”

It felt as though all you could do was just lay there, ass in the air, and take it, take him, and God.. there was so much of him.. and you didnt mind it.

It just felt so nice.

In your eyes, he miraculously saved you from being wed to an ugly man you didn’t love,

but in his eyes - he kidnapped the daughter of an asshole general that has caused him nothing but trouble for moons and made her his, forever staining her purity with his sin.

Revenge was so sweet, so delicious, especially considering this revenge involved him getting his dick wet.

The frilly and puffy skirt of you pure white wedding dress that costs a fortune was bunched up at your waist, knees digging into the bed, underwear long gone so that he could mount you and fuck you like an animal in a rut.

He had already pleased you with his skilled mouth and fingers, you couldn’t believe he still had energy for more..

It felt so.. scandalous and exciting to be fucked by another man in your wedding dress, and to pirate no less. A ‘mortal enemy.’

But hell, could you complain when he was making you feel so, so good?

You couldnt even think straight enough to find a complaint, head spinning with overwhelming lust, his gutteral grunts and choked moans completely clouding your head and taking over you.

Drool dribbled out of your slack mouth,

“Nn-nmm! H-hah! P-please! A-AaAghh!! Mm!”

His rough, calloused fingers trailed up your throat, two digits plunging themselves deep into your mouth as he kissed, nipped, licked, and bit possessively at the sensitive skin between your neck and shoulder,

“What is it, hah.. darling? Hmm?”

Your tongue, as if controlled by pure fucked out instinct alone, sloppily licked up his fingers, sucking them further into your mouth.

He groaned at the sight and feeling,

“Please what?”

“Mmnhm!! Mnmm!!” You couldn’t speak with his fingers in the way, rubbing at your tongue, nor could you find the strength to push them out, body weak from his skill in bed, the copious amounts of your own slick coating your thighs being proof enough of that.

You were overstimulated, legs shaking like a newborn lamb. You already orgasmed thrice before from his skill - having never done so previously.

Deciding to be merciful, the man with curly green hair and a cocky smile pulled his fingers out of your mouth,

“M-more!! Ple-aAAh! Please!!”

You were the lowest of the low, begging for more from a damn pirate, reputation up in flames.

You didnt care, you just wanted more. It’s all you could think about.

Devilish smirk on his handsome face, he gave in, hand disappearing between your thighs, skilled fingers now rubbing cirles around your throbbing, puffy clit.

“AAAaaAh!! AH!! FUCK!! G-GoD!! HNNGH!!”

You were addicted to sensation, overstimulation fucking with your senses, a feeling that made you feel even more helpless and lost to the pleasure he drowned you in.

It was as if you couldn’t survive without his touch.

Your legs were weak, bodily fluid you didnt know you had in you squirting out as he slammed into your vice-like virgin cunt, cock rubbing all of the right places deep inside you.

The familiar feeling of tightness in your stomach grew once again.. how he still had the strength to keep going eluded you.

“S-so.. gh-hood.. g-ood.. h-AAh!”

Pride was swelling in his chest, your absolutely fucked out expression a sign of victory.

His hips came to a stuttered stop suddenly with a wet slap, dragging a whine from your raw throat.

He wanted to hear you beg more for him, to plead, cry out. He wanted you to fully submit.

“N-no!! M-more! I-I!!”

You couldnt help but sob in despair at the lack of pleasure and friction, his magic touch fading as you were so close to the edge, “Need!”

Fat, salty tears stained the sheets below you, shame having no place here in this moment.

“Say my name,” he whispered, freckled nose cutely nudging your cheek, waiting.

“Mm-mm.. please-“

“Say my name.!” He snapped, snarling,

“Izuku!!”

His name, of course you knew his name. You knew exactly who was between your spread legs at this moment, you knew of all his crimes against the kingdom and sea.

You knew everything. One could say you were fascinated by his tales, following his every adventure through rumors on the streets and at the docks.

He drove you mad there, and here he drove you crazy.

It was almost a dream come true.

“Izuku!! F-fuck me, please! Ple-AaAH!! GaAH-!”

His cock slammed back into you, fingers spreading your soaked folds so his heavy balls could slap against your clit with every deep thrust that dragged moan after moan from your pretty lips.

You were in heaven.

Your forth orgasm came crashing down like a tidal wave on you, sucking the breath from your lungs and leaving you gasping for air.

A scream tore from your throat, stars exploding with brilliance behind your eyelids.

Your whole world was shattering once again as an earthquake erupted below your figure, gravity suspending you in thin air as all you could feel was him.

Him.

The heat that radiates off his body, the scars on his skin, the veins on his dick, the stubble on his face,

His everything.

You came on his cock, and everything felt right somehow.

“F-fuck-!” His stuttered growl felt miles away from your ears as a hot liquid shot inside you, filling you to the brim, mixing with your own juices.

Body giving out, you collapsed onto the bed, his much larger self falling down with you.

Chuckles echoed around you as your vision darkened, exhaustion creeping up your sweaty skin,

“Oh darlin,’”

He slurred, strong arms pulling you closer to him,

“I’m not letting you go.”

[tomdiddlyumptious]

Heyyy ok but what about dad!tom finding porn on his 15yo boy’s phone and having "the talk" with him 😭😭 I live for this😌

Trying writing again, seriously guys idk whats going on with me. And im terrible at doing “the talks” so take it as it is-

warnings: ya know..porn and praying children<3...and a hint of bisexual!tom👀

Its normal, Porn. The dirty sight for anyone to see. Tom did it once, only once though. He found it pretty creepy and stalkerish that hes watching people have sex. When he was 15 and thought about sex it caused insecurity because he noticed that you HAVE to get naked. It just shivered his veins. well of course until he met you. 

So when Tom and Wesley were cooking for your birthday, Tom forgot an Ingredient. “Hey- wes, can i borrow your phone?” tom struggled, his hands covered in flour as he looked at his sons phone. Wesley's eyes widened as his hands were also covered in flour, he turned, wiping his hands on the black apron before chuckling “y-yeah dad”. Tom laughed and also wiped his hands with a towel before grabbing his phone. Wes’s knees almost gave out as they shook and his body felt like it was going down a roller coaster, he jumped when his dad asked for his code. “Its my birthday” “oh- of course, it is” tom mumbled, leaning on the kitchen island as Wes got back to work, trying not to look weird as normally he would stand over his dads shoulder watching his fingers tap away in his phone, not that he did it before. 

Toms eyebrows furrowed as he bit his bottom lip, wondering if he should search through his phone while he already has it, only to shrug his head no saying thats not a good thing for a father to do. He clicked on the safari tab, Wes’s phone acting slow so he reached and grabbed his glass cup thats filled with water, only to choke and have his eyes widened. “Oh shit” wes mumbled to himself. Tom didnt even look further, he slammed the phone down but both of their ears turned red when a loud pornographic moan left the womans mouth “yeah fuck my cock”. “OH MY GOD” tom yelled in his british accent, grabbing the phone and screaming when he was met with liquids shooting at the camera, he shut off the phone and placed it back on the table, Wesley's hand slapped over his mouth as he cringed intensely by the word “cock” but then soon becoming more embarrassed that his dad knows he watches….well, that. “Im gonna use the bathroom” wesley said, not looking at his dad as his cheeks shot red. “Erm….im gonna set a 15 minute timer” “DAD” wes said storming off to the bathroom. “Im gonna die” wesley muttered to himself, cursing at the lord for letting this happen as he also begged for forgiveness and asking for this not to be a big problem, just on his knees infront of the toilet, apron still dirty as he shut his eyes tight. 

“God i swear if my dad leaves me alone i’ll pray EVERY night, i’ll sing- look i’ll sing this church song”

By the way, he only heard it from some where.

“Take me to the kinggg, i dont have much to bring” he didnt know anything past that so it didnt do anything in his favour, it only made tom furrow his eyebrows from the other side of the door before knocking making wes silently flinch at the holy ghost “just please- dont do this” he whispered. “I-i can hear you son” tom awkwardly smiled, “mind coming out now?” “ive only been in here for like 5 minutes” “can we just talk about it?” “i dont know if id be comfortable with that-” “or else it will be with me and your mom” “oh my god” wes stood up and did a “woo-sah” looking at himself in the mirror before turning around and hesitantly opening the door. Tom smiled and did an awkward wave “to the couch please”

“Dad i really dont wanna talk about this” wes said on the couch, touching knees with his father that was sitting right next to him. “No we have to- so be quiet and let me speak.” tom sent a look at wes making him grumble and hunch in his seat, but all ears. “Please dont watch porn, its terrible. Its addictive and its not how things work, trust me. When we made you it was pretty ugly in there-”

“DAD PLEASE” he groaned in his arms. “What! Im just letting you know! Im letting you know that when you- or you probably have but-” tom shrugged looking at him son. “Just make sure you use protection, uhm if you want me to buy you some i can- dont give me that look” “your literally talking to me about what goes around penises, what am i supposed to do, say i love you?” he groaned again. “Well its your fault! But anyway you need to make sure you get consent from her, make sure she- or HE is into it-” “oh my god” “what? I dont know your options?” “what are yours?” wes asked.

Tom smiled at his son, making wes’s mouth drop (i dont think its a secret that toms at least a LITTLE fruity) “anyways. Girls have three holes, ones for the pee and the others for the- pp. And the other one is for the other one. I dont think your ready for anal yet” tom gripped his sons knee. “Youve done-” “you ARENT ready for that talk” tom but him off. “But you need to make sure that the woman is lubricated enough because if she isnt it will be TOO tight and un-pleasurable for the both of you. If shes” he raised his fingers doing the quote on quote “loose, that means shes lubricated, dont listen to these assholes shaming girls for something they cannot control” he rolled his eyes, wes thinking about anything to drift off into space but very stuck. “Dont be nervous asking for help trying to find the hole, although it should be located right on top of her- ya know” tom too immature to say the word, something he cant say although he said only a few words ago. “But yes, make sure you wrap it! Im serious, i dont need more children” tom ordered. “Im the single child” “your also annoying” wes sarcastically smiled at his dad by his words. “Her clitoris is that- bean, yeah lets call it a bean” “you call a clitoris a bean?” “oh no, i give it a name more...boujee, but thats between me and your mom” “PLEASE STOP REMINDING ME THAT YOU AND MOM HAVE SEX” wes shouted while stuffing his head into a pillow. “What its normal! You were watching it!” wes grunted “my life is over” “oh it hasnt even began” “DAD” “im just sayin!-”

The boys heard the keys jiggle from the door before hearing a loud “hii!” “we are in the living room babe!” tom said, wes panicking more as he heard th door shut and lock before seeing his mom coming over. “What are you guys talking about?” tom looked at wes and wes silently pleaded for him not to say anything, but being the div he is “sex talk!” he threw his hands up. “Ohh! How fun, have you told him about the movements yet?” “PLEASE NO-”

[clouddd-hannn]

Have Some Ramen Part 1

Requested

COUPLE: Seo Changbin x M!Reader

GENRE: Fluff, Smut

WARNINGS: Overstimulation, blowjob, cum swallowing, curse words, degradation, choking, slight edging

SUMMARY: Academy's bad boy, Seo Changbin, doesn't know how to tell you, the school's new student, his feelings so he decides to act it out

"Fucking shit!" Changbin shouted as he landed another punch on the student's face, blood spluttering towards his knuckles from the red liquid that trickled down the beat up student's nose. "Know your fucking place, asshole. 'Cause the next time you see me, I'm hella sure it won't just be a tooth I'll fucking take from you."

The student shudders in his place as he nodded and looked down, immediately running away as soon as Changbin removes his hand from his collar. He scoffs before finally moving towards his friends that seem to be quite amused with his 'temper control'. "Damn, Seo. For a small guy like you, you seem to have quite a temper."

"Why do you care, Chris?" Changbin stated as he pulled out his cigarette pack, pulled the pull-tab, and got one cigarette, using a lighter to spark-up the cancer stick. He inhaled some smoke from the cigar and pulled the cigarette off from his mouth before blowing the cancer-causing smoke.

"You do know that can kill you? You've been puffing up smoke for three days in a row," Hyunjin stated as he stood up from where he was seated and neared the smaller who just scoffed.

"I know that, Hyunjin. I'd rather die now than later. Ugh, you guys are giving me a headache," Changbin groaned as he sucked in one more smoke before blowing it out then threw the cigarette butt, stepping on it to kill out the fire.

He was mindlessly walking towards the school's hallway, hand in his pocket. As usual, students were avoiding him as he exudes a dangerous that aura that if anyone nears him, you're sure to get back to class with a brussed eye. He was just minding his own business when suddenly, someone bumped into him. "Oh my goodness. I didn't know where I was going. Sorry," the student, a male student, stated as he looked down and walked away before Changbin could even see who it was.

Who was it? It was you. The new student at Miroh Academy who was having a hard time looking for his first class. Everytime you asked someone, they plainly ignored you or just brushed you off, which was annoying. "If I don't find that room, I'm gonna piss my pants," you whined as you looked back at your class schedule then back at the numbers that was on top of the door frame. "Ah. Where is that class?" You muttered to yourself as you looked for the class.

You looked at your watch and saw that you only had five minutes left. If I don't find that class on time, I'll be surely late! God, not on my first day! You thought as you panicked and walked towards a student who was with two other students. "Uhm, hello. I was wondering—"

"Sorry, I don't talk to low lives like you," the female student said, laughing it off along with her lackeys. You just raised a brow then huffed at their annoying chortle.

"How rude," you stated as you rolled your eyes then luckily, saw two male students carrying guitar cases walking towards your direction so you went up to them and stopped them. "I'm so sorry, if I'm taking up your time but I have to get to this class or I'll be late. Do you know where class 4419 is?"

"We are actually headed to that class. Why dont you join us? We could always have another one," the two smiled then nodded, making you sigh in relief as you bowed towards them repeatedly. Oh yes! Thank goodness!

"Oh my god, thank you so much! Everyone's been a prick and just ignored me," you stated as you stood back up and you three finally went up the stairs and hurriedly walked towards room 4419, not wanting to be late on the first day. As soon as you entered the auditorium, the class was still noisy, which means that the professor still hasn't arrived yet. The two other males placed their guitar cases beside them and looked at you. "Ah, thank you, really," you thanked the two with a wide smile.

"Don't mention it. I'm Jisung," the ravenette stated as he smiled, his gums showing then pointed at the taller one with brown hair. "He's Seungmin. We're actually a part of the school's band. I'm the bassist while Seungmin plays the synthesizer and also the vocalist."

"Oh? That explains the guitar cases, but if Seungmin plays the synthesizer, why does he have a guitar case?" You asked Seungmin who just smiled as he gently patted the guitar case.

"I always bring this with me to reserve my boyfriend a seat. And this is also his, he also plays in the band," he answered as he looked back at you then smiled. "Since we've introduced ourselves, why don't you introduce yourself?"

You widened your eyes at the realization then frowned. "Oh my. Sorry, I totally forgot. My name's L/N M/N, the new student here at Miroh Academy. Pleasure to meet you," you introduced yourself as you smiled widely, shaking the two's hands and pursed your lips, you sighed.  "I don't think I'd be able to survive the first day of school if it weren't for you two."

"Oh, believe me. Students here in Miroh Academy are competitive and more than just looks, they have riches and what you call 'attitude'," Jisung stated as he shivered at the fact and looked back at you. "Miroh students could care less about academics. They're more worried of their own reputation and their status in life...well, some. I'm not much of an academic person but I can manage. The band is my family."

You smiled at Jisung's word and was about to speak up when their professor entered, making you pout as you looked front and joined in with the other students to greet the professor.

3 hours later, you muttered a small 'yes' as soon as you heard the bell ring and you could already feel how drained your brain was with all the informations Jisung and Seungmin have been telling you. You were already in your second class and now, your professor's dismissing you all with a lazy tone.

Guess he hates first days, too. You thought as you packed your books inside your bag as you hummed and looked at Jisung and Seungmin who grabbed their guitar cases. "Why didn't Hyunjin show up? That slacker. I'll make sure to give him an earful," Seungmin stated with a loud huff then looked at you as you chuckled. "We're going to the band room, wanna come with us?"

You thought for a while before shaking your head, smiling towards then apologetically. "No. I can join you two next time. I'll be heading somewhere else. You two have fun at the band," you stated as you stood up, got your bag, placed it on your shoulder, and waved goodbye before exiting the classroom. You wondered for a while before finally deciding to walk up the stairs and went to the farthest top of the school. You were planning to buy some time at the school's rooftop since you just felt like it..and maybe to have some alone time with your manhwas.

Upon arriving, you were glad it wasn't locked so you entered the rooftop cautiously and closed the door behind you. You walked towards a corner and sat there, placing your book bag beside you. You let out a satisfied puff as you pulled out your phone and airpods from your bag and did what you had to do before putting your airpods on your ears and listened to the nostalgic sound of piano musics as you read a manhwa.

Not too far away, Changbin was walking up the stairs towards the rooftop where he was gonna eat. He was carrying his wooden lunch box and tumbler as he walked up the stairs with heavy steps. He had a scowl on his face, pissed off at his professor who told him he was a nuisance, which was partially true but you can never ever judge a book by it's cover. "Fuckin' fuck."

As he approached the school's rooftop, he could hear a few noises, like a page being turned. He shrugged it off as being crazy for hearing such things before finally entering the rooftop and walked to his usual spot, not expecting a person to be there.

"Hey," he called you but you were busy reading your manhwa and listening to piano music that you failed to notice Changbin. "Hey, moron! I'm talking to you."

Finally noticing you had airpods on, he scoffed then lightly kicked your leg. Finally noticing his presence, you blinked before looking up and Changbin swore he could hear silver bells ringing in his ears as he stared at your amazingly handsome face. You were really cute in his perspective and unlike other students, you don't seem to be afraid of him.

Students at Miroh Academy would immediately cower in fear once they see his face, but you didn't seem to be fazed nor wavered. He liked it. Wait, what?

You smiled at him before pausing the music and pulled out one ear bud. "Oh, hello. I thought I was the only one here. When did you arrive?" You asked the other as you scooched to give the guy some space to sit in, patting the spot beside you before going back to reading. "Don't mind me. You can eat while I read in peace."

Changbin scowled as he sat down a few inches away from you and opened his lunch box, placing his black metallic hydro flask beside him. He began to eat his pork cutlets and just chewed on it as he pretended you weren't there with a cold look. Come to think of it, you still haven't eaten breakfast so having to endure your hunger was hard, especially when the person next to you was eating pork cutlets and it's savory scent hitting your nose everytime you—

"What was that?" Changbin asked as you looked at him then blushed in embarrassment, you must've not heard but you were pretty sure your tummy rumbled. "Are you hungry?" Hw asked as he looked at you then raised a brow.

"No, no. It's fine. I'll—" you weren't able to finish your sentence when you heard your stomach rumbling again. You looked away in shame and let out an awkward chuckle. "Ah..haha. Sorry, I still haven't eaten breakfast."

"Tsk, don't fuckin' starve yourself, stupid," he stated as he took one more bite of the cutlet before placing the lunch box down beside your knee, huffing as he crossed his arms. "Eat," he demanded as he avoided eye contact, only staring at the other side of the rooftop.

You looked at the wooden lunch box before grabbing it hesitantly, picking it up then ate a piece of the cutlet. Your eyes twinkled in amusement and hummed in satisfaction as you chewed on the cutlet silently. "Wow! This food tastes so good!" You said as you began to eat more. "Did you make this?"

"No. Kicked a student's stomach to give it to me," Changbin answered blatantly as he shrugged as if that was nothing to be worried about, making you choke on the food and began coughing. "Hm. I've figured you'd do that. Here," he stated as he took his hydroflask and offered it to you.

You immediately got the tumbler and drank all of it's content. "You kick a student's stomach to get food? That's rude! Who knows if that student is already starving right now. You better go back there and give him some food, too!" You demanded as you glared at Changbin who seem unmoved. What the hell is wrong with this guy? He thinks kicking someone's stomach is great? You thought as you placed your hand on your hips.

"You're not scared of me?" Changbin asked as he raised a brow in confusion. You looked at his eyes, blinked twice before shaking your head.

"Why would I be? I mean sure, I'd be scared if you kicked my stomach, but I'll fight back, so—"

"Calm down, fucker. I was just kidding. I cooked those cutlets myself," Changbin stated with a 'tsk', making you sigh in relief as you watched him clean his ears out with his pinky. "You sound like my mother. Jeez. I already receive a lot at home which is why I live alone now and now you?"

You just chuckled as you continued to eat the cutlets, not noticing the curious look Changbin sent your way. You hummed as you began to eat the cutlets with a huge smile. "You think you can make more of these stuffs for me?"

He scoffed and glared at you. "The fuck do you think I am? Your fuckin' butler? No way! You have hands, why don't you cook for yourself?" Changbin stated as he crossed his arms and closed his eyes as he let the cold wind hit his face, his hair flowing with the wind.

"I could, but your cooking tastes better than my own. But I'm also a lazy person so I don't think I can. You don't want me to starve, right?" You stated as you poked his sides, making him scowl as he removed your fingers from him.

"I didn't want to, but since you're so persistent, fine," Changbin stated as he huffed. Chuckling, you clapped your hands and raised your hands in victory.

Later, while you were packing Changbin's hydroflask and wooden lunch box, you two heard the bell ring so you stood up and got your bag, placing your airpods back in their case and locked your phone. Changbin stood up as well and patted his pants off before putting his hands in his pocket. "What's your next class?"

"Uhm..History," you answered with uncertainty but nodded once you saw it was indeed History. You smiled and looked back at Changbin who dusted off his hands.

"Alright—"

Before Changbin could even leave, you held onto his wrist and smiled apologetically before holding onto the hem of his sleeve. "Can you maybe show me where my History Class is? It's Room 0325."

"Tsk. What a nuisance."

Was what Changbin said but nonetheless lead you to your History class, afraid you'll get lost somewhere inside the halls of this huge building. "Hey. Since we're now like friends—"

"Who said?" Changbin stated as he placed his arms behind his head and rolled his eyes. "Just 'cause we had a little chit chat back there, doesn't make us friends automatically. Besides, you're way too uhm..how do I put this..pure, I guess? You're too good to be friends with me no, you can't be friends with me."

"No way! I want to be friends with you. Let's start with introductions. I'm L/N M/N. I hope we get along well," you stated as you chuckled and held onto Changbin's hand, making him jolt in surprise as he looked at you. "Hey, tell me your name."

"Changbin."

"Ah! Hi, Changbin. Let's be friends—"

"Your class is here," he stated as you looked at the door then let go of his hand. You smiled as you looked back at Changbin then took out a lollipop. You took his palm and placed the candy on it, making him confused. "What's this for?"

"I can smell your cigarette on you. Why don't you lessen it? That's gonna be the death of you," you stated as you smiled genuineky. "Let's see each other tomorrow. Bye, Binnie," you said as you waved goodbye and entered the classroom.

"Huh. Binnie. What a kid."

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Months had went by and you were already getting known at the whole school. Not because you did something heroic or bitchy nor become a legend or prodigy but because you were friends with Seo Changbin. A kind-hearted and jolly boy friends with the school's infamous bad boy? What a strange yet cute combination.

"Binnie," you called out as you scrunched your nose, making Changbin face you as he carried both yours and his bag on his shoulder. The amount of convincing Changbin had to do just so he could get to carry your bag was enough to write a full 20 chapter book. "Do you still smoke?"

"Yeah. Why?" Changbin answered honestly as he sneered at one student, who immediately walked away. Changbin chuckled darkly before he stopped as you slapped his arm, scolded him with your 'scary' eyes. "Ow."

"Stop scaring students," you stated then gave him a lollipop, which Changbin immediately unwrapped and placed it inside his mouth. "I can smell the smoke on you. You know that can cause you to die, right?" You stated as you stood a distance away. Now, he probably knows the reason why you keep moving away from him.

"So what? You want me to stop smoking?" Changbin sassed as he scoffed which made you shake your head then nod before sighing.

"Well, yeah. That can rapture your lungs and I'm always with you. You do know that second-hand smoking is far more dangerous than first-hand?" You reasoned out and Changbin furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at your sulky face. He stopped his tracks and looked at you.

"No."

"That's fine. I'm not forcing you anyway. I'll—"

"M/N!"

You looked back, so did Changbin, and smiled widely upon seeing both Seungmin and Jisung running towards you two. "Seungmin, Jisung! Hey! Haven't seen you guys yesterday during classes. Were you at the band room the whole day?"

"Yep! We're preparing for the upcoming competition next week," Jisung answered as he looked at Changbin who was standing closely behind you, a scary glare sent their way, making Jisung and Seungming shiver in fear. They looked back at you and smiled.

Then, seconds later, you heard your phone ring. "Ah, my phone's ringing. Probably my mom. You three stay here first," you excused yourself. Your two friends wanted to let you stay badly but they had no choice but to be stuck with Changbin.

Then, you moved away and accepted the call as you walked a few distances away from them. Seungmin and Jisung looked at Changbin who was looking at them with a scary glint in his eyes. "Y-You're Hyunjin's friend, right?" Seungmin asked which Changbin just answered with a nod.

"You two are M/N's friends, right?" He asked back, the two nodding immediately, not wanting to get beat up by this muscle boy. "Does he ever tell you two that he hates me? He kinda sounds like he hates me."

"Hate? More like 'love'. Bud, you are the only name that comes out of his mouth everyday we're with him. Changbin this, Changbin that. Although, he keeps telling us how it worries him that you might die because of your smoking habit," Jisung answered as he smiled genuinely at Changbin who sighed. "Why do you ask?"

"Nothing."

The next few days, you didn't exactly know what happened between Changbin, Jisung, and Seungmin but as soon as you returned, Changbin looked sullen, as if he was defeated. "What did Seungmin and Jisung tell you last week?" You asked, a bit curious and suspicious. Were they backstabbing me? Nah. I don't think so.

"Nothing. Just bunch o' shits I could care less for," he answered as you two walked up the stairs towards your second to the last class you had for that day. "Just don't mind it."

"How can I not? You seriously looked like you were sad. What happened, Binnie?" You asked again, worried. You saw how Changbin hesitated so you sighed then held onto his hand. "Well, I'm just here to tell you that if you ever need a friend to rely on, I'm always here, alright?" You reassured the other who frowned, not liking the fact that you two are still friends. He wants to be more than just friends. He wanted to tell you he loves you but he couldn't. He has never ever confessed to any person. Ever.

He only had casual flings and a few fucks but he had never ever fallen in love with someone before so now he's panicking. How can he confess to you? He tried to show it by actions like quitting his habit of smoking, helping you out, cooking food for you, making you laugh and smile, and even walking you home. Guess it still isn't enough. He thought so he immediately did what came first to his mind as he stopped.

"M/N-ah," Changbin called in a gruff voice, making you stop in your tracks as you looked back at Changbin. You raised your eyebrows and smiled, as if to tell him you were listening. Changbin closed his eyes before opening them again and sighed. "Do you want to come over to my house?"

You looked at him, bewildered. That was sudden. I mean, I don't have anything planned later. I'll just tell mom I'll be going to Changbin's. You smiled as you chuckled then nodded as you got your bag from Changbin. "Sure! I'll be waiting for you later then. My classes end at 6:30."

"Alright. I'll come get you there," Changbin said as he smiled at you softly, watching you enter the room with a wave.

"Oh ho ho, is our Changbinnie going soft?" Hyunjin teased as he walked with Seungmin who smiled. Changbin cleared his throat before he rolled his eyes then tsked. "Huh. Guess he only has a soft side for his M/N."

"Quit it, Hwang."

Part 2

[bonkerslilghost]

“Its all fiction” jereth x reader fanfic

[tw swearing-lots of it,older brother being an asshole]

[reader is gender neutral and 18-19 ish]

Thank you @liquid-death-and-bones for the awesome ass request! Enjoy! And fuck tumblr for deleting my hour of work the first time.

“Calvin did you fucking touch my book collection again? If I find one fucking page wrinkled im killing you!” I shout down the hall as I stare down at the strewn about books on my floor the hoot of an owl being the only sound i hear back. Clavin is my older brother by barely a year, he calls that span of time “the happiest times of his life”

“Dude its just some books, I was looking for one for a book report” he walks up to my open door frame holding my copy of the labyrinth which I snatch out of his hand. He even did things like this when we were kids and he never grew out of it and always remained immature when it came to others things, he would take my things not put them back, move them around, leave them laying on my floor, even my expensive hard back ones.

“Yeah and you fucking left them lying on the ground yet again Cal ,pick them up for fuck sake!” “Dude no, theyre yours you pick em up” “Im so sick of you! Do you know how many of my books you ruined by spilling shit on them, leaving them places, and not taking care of them? A fucking shit ton! You’re gonna start owing me money!” “Y/N you are the most sensitive little hard ass ive ever met ” “im not being sensitive! this is why you cant get a girlfriend Calvin,you have no respect for others or their things!” “Oh! And like you have any grasp on romantic relationships? You dont even have friends for fuck sake Y/N ! You just read all the time and pretend you have friends.”

I clutch the book in my hand until my knuckles turn white, that struck a nerve..Calvin knew I have a hard time making friends, barely having any over the years and often crying to him about being lonely throughout school. “Get the fuck out Calvin..” I say through clenched teeth my eyes stinging with tears,my brother dissmisses my words with a huff and saunters back to his room, I hear the harsh closing of his door before I close my own.

I sit down and lean back against my door, looking at the brilliantly red book that sits in my hands as I feel some tears slide down my cheeks and onto the cover. “I wish the goblins would come and take you away..right now” its stupid, I had uttered the same line whenever we were kids, whenever he broke my things, fucked up my home work that was due that morning by spilling orange juice on it, never really putting any meaning behind it till now. I close my eyes and lean my head back against the door.

I hear mischievous laughter come from down the hall as well as many rushed footsteps, my eyes snap open as I realize what I heard, I stand up and open my door, poking my head out “Calvin?” I call out, no answer, I rush down the hall and knock on his door so hard I thought I was going to break “Calvin! Open up!” Nothing still, I open the door and I dont see my brother, I walk in the room with caution, I start to grow panicked as I screw my eyes shut“no no no this is all fictional, this isnt real, its just a stupid kid story!” I feel the cold air rush from Calvins window “a stupid kids story you say?” I open my eyes and I come face to face with the blond smirking figure I know to be Jereth the goblin king I observe him for a small moment .

“ That cant be—you arent real! I didnt wish away my brother—why didnt you come until just now??” “My my you certainly have your head on a swivel hm? As for your question my dear the anwer is, you simply never meant it when you were a child, but with those few tears you shed I couldn’t help but answer you” he walks up to me and places a hand on my cheek “am I real enough for you now Y/N?” Careful Y/N this is not the time to make a sassy remark “yeah..so what deal do you want to make? My brother for me? Or do i have to run the labyrinth? Im wondering”.

Jereth takes his hand back in surprise, oh dear god was I too snappy? Fuck im so screwed, he doesnt look angry “no one has offered to stay before,youre not going to beg for you to stay here and for me to just give your brother back?” “Well no —ill be honest im not the friendliest of people sometimes and I dont really have any friends, but my brother does, he may be a dick sometimes but i want him to live a good life, and I dont want to mess that up for him.”

Jereth looked in deep thought “alright you can stay with me in exchange for your brother, but you do know he and your parents will forget about you?” “I know..please just make sure they live well even without me?” Jereth smiles warmly “alright, i dont see why not” “thank you Jereth” “no my dear I should be thanking you, I too am often lonely” “well now we both have good company” we both smile at each other.

[ I will make a part 2 to this because I had so much fun,so for now take this and I will return with more as soon as I can! Thank you once again @liquid-death-and-bones for the request!]