#i spent way too much effort on this dumb joke

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tfw you get a mortal to sign your contract (you get their soul)

(based on 0:57-1:08 from this clip from Its Always Sunny)

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Kintober 2024: Day 11

WC: 3383

Summary: You’re in Wano after having been with Sanji and the rest of the crew in Whole Cake. You’ve been separated from Zoro for what feels like a century and you’re unsure what tomorrow will bring. So you better make the most of your evening, who knows when the next time you’ll have this chance again is, if ever.

A/N: Sorry for taking the break everyone, I had completely forgotten I had a work conference which really derailed my schedule and writing efforts. But no matter, I have every intention of finishing what I started, even if that means Kinktober is gonna sneak into November!

Sitting side by side with your crew for what felt like the first time in years seemed almost surreal. Hearing everyone laughing together, praising Sanji for his cooking and feeling Zoro’s arms brush up against your own, it felt like a dream.

Despite everything going on in Wano, everyone had pushed for one meal just the Strawhats to reunite and catch up. You had just spent weeks in Whole Cake, going head to head with Sanji’s entire family. Despite all that, your mind never strayed far from the swordsman. It had only been a few weeks before splitting up that you two had started exploring a relationship, but yet that time apart felt monumentous.

As the night went on, cups were clinked, bellies were filled and everyone caught up on the events of the last few weeks. You were trying your best to focus on your crew, laughing at every dumb joke, because truthfully, there was a point where you were unsure whether or not the crew would ever be reunited, but when you felt Zoro’s big hand on your bare thigh it was difficult to focus on anything else. The way his thumb moved in tantalizing circles on your inner thigh, the rough pads of his fingers pressing into your fat, it was making your body react more then you were willing to admit. You wanted to look at him, to meet his gaze, for him to see just how much his touch was affecting you, but you knew the moment he looked down at you you wouldn’t be able to think about anything else.

Slowly, crew members began excusing themselves, leaving the small hut you had commandeered for your meal. You began mentally counting down the minutes until you could slip away, praying the swordsman would follow not far behind. Once more then half the crew had left, you felt it was appropriate that you too left. You stood up, feeling his hand slide down your thigh before landing next to him on the bench where you were sitting. “I think I’m gonna go for a walk, see what I can of Wano before everything goes down.” You stepped out from around the table, hazarding a look over your shoulder at Zoro who’s eyes were on you, quickly picking up what you were putting down.

There was the slightest nip in the air as a cool night breeze rustled the bamboo as you walked down the stone steps leading away from the building. You had yet to be thankful for the number of layers that were required to wear such a beautiful kimono, rarely getting the opportunity to dress in something so pretty while you were adventuring, but as another gust blew through you the layers managed to keep you warm. You stopped at the bottom of the steps, listening close to hear a set of footsteps coming down the stairs behind you. You turned, seeing the large man walking down the steps like he had a thousand times, his hand on the hilt of Wado while the other rubbed at the back of his neck, you couldn’t take your eyes off him. He looked so him.

“Oi, you just gonna stare all night?” You hadn’t realized he was in front of you, standing a few steps up and looking down.

“You got a problem if I do?” He shifted his weight, his eyes taking you in the same way you had him. He thought you had never looked more stunning then you did right now, the matcha green of your simple kimono was a perfect contrast to your eyes, the soft pink of your obi likely the most feminine thing he had seen you in, he silently wished you would bring this dress back to the ship with you so this wouldn’t be the last time he saw you in it. But, of course, he would rather never drink another drop of sake again before telling you that.

“If starin’ is all you’re gonna do, I’ll just go back up and start another bottle of sake.” He went down the few remaining steps, slipped his arm around your waist and tugged you towards the path.

“Oh, did you have other plans for the rest of our evening?”

“Got a few ideas.” He led you quietly before forcing you down a footpath into the forest. You wanted to question him but the hand that had been on your hip had slipped lower, his fingers pressing into the meat of your ass. Something that, due to the layer you could barely feel. He led you to a clearing, there was a hint of a foot path through here but since it was so late into the evening there was no one around.

With ease he pushed you against a cluster of bamboo trees, closing the distance between the two of you before you could even blink. His lips were on yours, teeth and tongue invading your mouth, groaning into the kiss as his hands grabbed roughly at your hips. Your senses were taken over by him, his earthy musk paired with the fresh air of the forest was intoxicating to you, every breath you tried to push out was swallowed by him greedily. He loved the green robe from his shoulders, working to untie his obi, his lips never pulling away from yours even slightly. He nipped at your lower lip, pulling a breathy sigh from you, getting a groan from him in response. “Fuckin’ missed you.” You almost missed it, the words muffled by your own mouth. His hands were back on you, his obi tossed aside as he began pulling at your many layers.

”Z-zo, be careful.” You pulled your head far enough away from him to get the sentence out, looking down between you to see his scarred hands that were yanking at your belt, almost to the point of tearing. You put your hands over his, stilling his pulling.

”Take it off.” He pressed his forehead to your’s, his breath coming out in pants as though he were a wild animal.

“I-I can’t.”

“If it’s not off in ten seconds, I’m gonna rip it off.”

“I can’t retie it.” He grabbed you by the hips, forcibly turning you around before pulling at the bow. Within seconds the tight fabric that had been holding everything together was pulled off, tossed on the ground next to his. You were spun around again, his hands working the small ties that were keeping the layers closed apart, not stopping until he felt your warm skin against his hands. He pulled your kimono open, holding it wide as though he was displaying your body to him, a curse falling from his lips unconsciously.

Beneath the fabric you were wearing very little, only a pair of black panties, your chest completely bare. Quickly you slipped your thumbs in the sides of your panties, knowing it was either that or they would be ripped clean in two if left on, forcing them down your legs and kicking them in the general direction of your obi. While he was gocking openly at you, something you would have expected of Sanji, not the green haired swordsman, you let your eyes run down his body. His yukata hung open, partially surprised he even kept it on. His cock was bobbing as he looked you over, a small bead of pre cum on the head.

Before you could stop yourself, you were wrapping your fingers around his cock, feeling the raging heat radiating from the appendage followed by a low groan. He dropped your kimono from his hand, opting instead to brace himself on a culm of bamboo behind you, his head dropping as he began losing himself in the pleasure of someone else’s hand. His hips weakly bucked into your hand, you ran your thumb over the head, gathering that little bit of pre cum and working it down his shaft. With every twist of your hand he let out a heavy breath, his teeth clenched and his gaze locked onto your body as you moved. His brain was overrun with pleasure, he wanted to say things to you, to whisper the dirtiest shit in your ear, all the things he had wanted to say to you over these past weeks. But his mind was completely blank, the only thing he was capable of understanding was how good your hand felt. “I missed you too.” You leaned your face forward so you could bring your lips to his, his kiss was lazy, his tongue slipping into your mouth the same way it would early in the morning as you kissed him as he came to bed after a night watch. “Missed you so much.” He hummed against you, his hips meeting your hand every time, groaning as you used your other hand to massage his balls as you sped up your hand.

He almost didn’t stop you as he felt his peak approach. Grabbing your wrist seconds before he was about to cum felt like the hardest thing he had ever done. But you didn’t question it, knowing what it meant. You let go of him, leaning against the bamboo behind you and watching as he tried to pull himself together.

His eyebrows furrowed, jaw clenched as he tried to force his orgasm away. Knowing that when he tethered on the edge like that, something as simple as kissing you after so many weeks was enough to tip him over. You brought your hands to his face, forcing him to look at you as you stepped closer to him, needing to feel his body against yours. His arms wrapped around you exactly as you remembered, your arms around his neck and his around your waist, his face pressing into the top of your head as yours rests against his chest. He hadn’t realized just how much he had missed you, always trying to remain focused on the task at hand and knowing you were strong enough to take care of yourself when he wasn’t around. But despite all that, it felt like a small piece of him was finally back.

Since starting this relationship, there were very few moments like this. Zoro was never an overly sentimental person, preferring to show his feelings in quality time togerher rather then acts of affections, but he thought he could stand and hold you like this for hours. That was, until your hand encircled his cock again gripping it tightly around the base as you looked up at him, your eyes wide and pleading.

”Zo, we don’t know what’s gonna’ go down tomorrow.” He noted the hint of anxiety underlining your words, making him squeeze you tighter. “What if this is the last time we…” Your words faded, knowing he understood what you meant. Something about the volume of Wano, the foes you knew you’d face, even the ones you already had, for the first time since you joined the Strawhats, you questioned if you were going to be strong enough.

“Guess I’ll have to fuck you like it’s the last time, huh.” The jest in his voice, the half smile on his lips were his attempt to ease your concern, but he knew it wouldn’t be enough and he made a mental note to reassure you every chance he got.

He let go of your waist, kicking your legs apart with his knee so he could drag one finger between your folds. A breathy moan slipped from your lips as you leaned back against the bamboo, your head tipping back. “You’re practically dripping.” He knelt down, his free hand pressing the pads of his fingers into the meat of your thigh. He used his thumb to pull your lips apart, his face close enough that you could feel his hot breath where you so desperately needed his lips.

Without really thinking, your fingers grabbed his short hair and forced his face into your cunt. Never in your life, with him or any previous partners had you pulled such a bold move, but you had been more desperate for him then ever before and the moment you felt his breath on you you were done for. You felt him smile against your folds before his tongue lapped at your slick. You pushed your hips out, hoping it would give him more access, a long moan slipped from your lips when he pressed a thick finger into you.

You were so lost in the pleasure you completely missed the way he looked up at you. He was absolutely enamored by you, the way your hips were rutting against his face, your free hand coming up to cup your breast as a steady slew of moans flowed freely from your lips. He worked a second finger into you, your cunt tighter then even the first time he did this as he flicked his tongue over your clit again and against. Your hair was beginning to slip from the makeshift bun Robin had done for you, your tresses framing your face in a way that made Zoro’s cock twitch.

He forced a third finger in, spreading them wide so try and speed up the process as he began sucking your clit, making your fingers dig into his scalp. “Fuck j-just like that.” Your voice was breathy but you could feel your peak as he abused your bundle of nerves, forcing you over the edge when you felt him groan against you, the slapping of his fingers against your cunt drowned out by your long moan. The moment your orgasm was beginning to subside, he was off the ground, grabbing the backs of your thighs and picking you up. Your arms wrapped around his waist as did your ankles, locking around his waist. He was quick to push his cock into you, wasting no time taking it slow and bottoming out almost immediately.

The feeling of your nails biting into his nape was the only indication he needed to slow down a touch, giving you a moment to adjust to his size before starting to fuck you. The feeling of his warmth surrounding you, his strong arms around you, his body pressing you against the bamboo that was quickly warming to your skin, it was all so overwhelming after so long without being touched. It was a blessing none of your crew happened to walk by the foot path because there was no way for you to keep your sounds muffled. With every press of his cock into you he would let out a low groan, almost a growl, his face pressed into your shoulder as his thrusts sped up, his end clearly approaching quicker then normal. “Fuck you look so g-good all dressed up pretty for m-me.” From the moment he had seen you all made up, hair pulled back and such a feminine kimono cinching you in place, forcing you to stand up straight, you had been able to tell how much he liked this look for you, his eyes racking over you like a tiger eyeing prey. He ran his tongue over your shoulder and up the side of your neck, the salty taste of sweat causing him to moan right in your ear. “Think you’re tighter then the first time I fucked you.” You couldn’t stop the whimper that slipped past your lips at his words, forgetting the way his growl made your whole body rumble. ”Touch yourself for me, baby girl.” Your eyes lidded, your hooded gaze locked on his as you slipped on hand from around his neck, expecting to feel less secure between him and the trees but he just pressed against you harder. You were quick to press the pads of your fingers to your clit, working them in erotic, lazy circles, quickly increasing the speed until your fingers were matching his ragged pace.

You wanted to say something to him, tell him how much you missed his cock, how badly you had craved him while you were apart, but every attempt at words failed when all that came from your mouth was a wanton moan. “Wanna’ fill you.” You were barely able to catch the grumble into your shoulder, his teeth nipping at your neck as he fucked you into the bamboo behind you. ”Wanna’ make sure ‘veryone knows your mine, if it’s the last thing I-I do.”

“Zo” Your brow furrowed, the words being fucked out of you “C-can you c-cum ins-side me” The desire had never been stronger to have him fill you completely. Not knowing what tomorrow held, you figured might as well give into fantasy if it was your last time.

“You want me to fuck my seed into you?” You felt him smile against your skin, his canines grazing where your shoulder meets your neck as his pace somehow increased.

“Gods yes, make me y-yours.” His growled against you, his hips pounding into you so hard you knew you’d have bruises along your entire back.

“Gonna’ make sure ‘veryone knows who you belong to.” It was hard for your fingers to keep up, opting to rub your fingers together with your clit squished between, bringin you to a mounting orgasm that squeezed his cock like a vice. You were so cock drunk, riding your orgasm out, moans, cusses and his name leaving your lips like a chant. He was close behind you, the feeling of your cunt milking him was enough to force his orgasm crashing over him, his groan long and low in your ear. His hips slowed but didn’t stop, ensuring his seed filled every nook and crevice of your insides, sullying you for anyone else.

His breath was hot against your chest, his body still pressed against yours to make sure you didn’t slip out of the rather precarious position he had you in. Your hands were limp, one dangling at your side, the other loosely holding onto his neck. Your thighs were beginning to burn from the position, your ankles still locked around his hips but your legs felt sore. You wanted to say something, anything, thank him for a thorough fuck, or tell him how much you missed him, but no matter what elequant sentence you pieced together in your brain, you were completely unable to get it from thought into formed words. Instead, all you could do was whimper, his girth stretching you out to a point where your clit was stimulated from the inside, which had been a blessing but was not a point of major overstimulation. This paired with the ache throughout your lower half forced you to squirm in his grip, snapping him out of his post-climax fog.

With ease he grabbed the back of your thighs again, stepped away from the trees and lowered you down enough that your pins and needled feet could touch the ground. The change in position made the cum that has been corked inside of you, was now beginning to slip out of your well fucked entrance, a feeling you had not accounted for in the moment, and now made you cringe. You leaned back against the trees behind you, trying to catch your breath which seemed near impossible, while looking him up and down. His cock was still half hard but on its way to flaccid, his chest pink from exertion and his eyes looking over your body the same way you were his.

He stepped forward, his hands moving to the sides of your off white kimono undergarments, pulling the fabric closed and tying it with surprising delicateness, clearly this type of clothing was nowhere as new to him as it was you. He repeated the action with each layer, reaching down for your obi and gently turning you around. His tie wasn’t as elegant as Robin’s had been, but it was better then what you would have been able to do. You turned to watch him get redressed with practiced hands, watching as he bent down to pick up his own obi while grabbing your discarded panties. “What’re y-“ A smirk spread across his lips as he leaned in to press a kiss to your temple, his lips moving against your skin as he tucked your panties into his yukata.

”Good luck charm”

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I wasn't going to post this because it was just meant to be a quick dumb thing to get me out of my art block, but I spent way too much time on my one stupid joke to not post it here.

...anyway, the joke [ tinyurl(dot)com/livegayreact ] (which I super duper pinky gay promise is not malicious, but don't feel obliged to click if you don't wanna) only works on desktop 🫠 I guess I should have checked if the execution was correct before I put that much effort into it lmao 😭

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Hey,

It’s me again,👾anon.

First off I really love Eidon. He’s so loyal. Thou when I was taking out the bodies trash, it occurred to me to wonder, what would happen if the reader was the yandere one. Like they stalk character, steal valuables from them for their shrine, masturbate  to their muse taking a shower without them knowing.

In all honesty, I have no clue which character will be interesting to see in that predicament. Thou it will be cool see Sherlock in the whole.

Well, thanks for reading my rant and kind of request. If you’re uncomfortable please don’t be pressured to do it. Thanks again.

Yours truly

👾

Why 👾anon i hope that you know that im literally in love with you and everything about this idea. He’d be so dumb n clueless about it because he thinks he already knows literally everything about you :( he’d def be all sad n upset like a kicked puppy. honestly i can see this becoming a verrrry interesting conflict in the future.. but for now, here you go, anon. Ilysm pookie bear 🎀

TWs: yandere behavior, stalking, masturbation, fem!reader

“If there’s anything you need, be sure to tell me, ok? Ciao, bella..” That’s one of the things he liked to call you. Beautiful, huh? God, just the way he spoke to you with his sweet tone, and deep voice made heat pool deep in your stomach.. Its was always your stupid neighbor with his stupid eyes and stupid smirk and stupid flirty attitude, Eidon. He always made time for you, even when he was neck deep in paperwork. You didn’t know exactly what his job was, but he always put so much time and effort into it that you decided to just not question it. He always laughed at your jokes, even the bad ones, and gave you cute gifts and always left his door open, just for you. Just for you. No one else. You. Just you. You wanted Eidon.. and you admit to having— urges.. especially around him. Scratch that. You needed him. You eat, drink, sleep, and breathe that man on a daily basis. And you swear to god if anyone wants to take him from you, which seemed likely because of how appealing he was, you’d kick their fucking teeth in and do things to their body that would make them fucking unrecognizable to the autopsy. He was only for you. And nobody else. You believe that you two were destined to be together, and were specially crafted for each other. You had already planned out the rest of your lives together. You wouldn’t need to rely on anyone else when you had each other. Just the two of you. Forever. Just how it should be, and just how it will be. He hadn’t picked up on your obsession just yet, but you worried that he might if you keep slipping up around him. He left you a copy of his house key just in case of an emergency or if he had to go on a work trip. I mean, who said that you couldn’t just step in while he was out and take a peek?

His door opens with a loud creaking noise, and you step in to admire every little detail of his house. You had obviously seen it plenty of times before. (Oh trust me, you knew the layout of his whole house like the back of your hand despite just moving in..) It was just more exciting each time. You felt like you were closer to him.. more connected with him. This was the house where he cooked up meals for you and spent time with you when you felt lonely and where he shamelessly pumped his aching dick into his hand every time you accidentally teased him.. You waltz around with a wide smile spread across your face, peeking at his belongings, petting his white cat, Elodie, and then tiptoeing upstairs to where his room is. You finally make it to his room and— oh good God.. it smells like him, too. Eidon always smelt sweet, like a walking bakery, and catching a huge whiff of it the second you step into his room only added to your growing arousal. His room was rather basic with little decor, but you just figured that he doesn’t have the time to decorate. Each step you take is very careful, making sure that you leave everything just as you found it, well, that is until you see his underwear sticking out of a laundry basket. He wouldn’t care if you took it.. He wouldn’t care at all, right? He doesn’t mind. You take it, feeling your body starting to get all hot again.. if anything it’d be wrong for you to not take it. It’d be the perfect addition to a corner of your house you dedicated just for him. ♡ He doesn’t know about it, of course, but you’d love to tell him at some point.. maybe when he finally asks you out. It’ll be perfect with all your framed pictures of him, his name written with hearts, locks of his hair that you wrapped in cute pink ribbons, and even some of his expensive jewelry you stole from him that he’s been scrambling to find for the past week. “But I’m positive.. I wore it yesterday.. what the hell..” How cute. You scurry back home, you were pretty familiar with his schedule when he didn’t have unexpected business trips, and it was around this time that he comes home. You just couldn’t wait to bring your new prize to your shrine!!

By the time that Eidon got home, he was rather exhausted, but he couldn’t wait to kick back, maybe write another diary entry about how he wants to pamper you and spoil you, then absolutely ruin you, pound your pretty pussy and spill his hot sticky cum into your womb. He starts to undress, dropping his clothes on the floor lazily and turning on the water to the shower. From your house, you peek out your bedroom window which gave the perfect view of him showering.. he always had his shades open, its almost like he wants you to see.. oh shit— he stepped into the shower, letting the water hit his body while you watch the way that his cock hung.. and he was.. hard? You let your hand slide down to your panties, teasing your clothed clit as he touched himself in the shower. It was adorable, how he aggressively fists his cock while thinking about you after a long tiring day. Enough was enough. You kick your pants and underwear to your ankles, teasing a finger around your cunt and thrusting it in and out at a relatively fast pace. You felt a familiar coil starting to tighten inside you, rolling your eyes back while you watched him. You felt so filthy, touching yourself to your sweet neighbor who had not a clue that you wanted him to fill you up with his thick cock and be his forever. At this point you stop holding back, moans escaping your lips with every thrust of your fingers. Your orgasm crashes over you, causing your back to arch and squeal out his name. Your room now filling with the scent of sex as you watch Eidon step out of the shower. You knock out a few moments afterwards.

Little did you know, after Eidon’s shower, he watches footage of your room and notices something sticking out of your pocket in the video.. something that belongs to him. His underwear?? Shit, now he knows that you’re watching over.. always.

I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH !! 🐾

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Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii, could I ask you to write a semi long story of graves x reader but reader falls in love with ghost, ghost also loves her . When graves betrays 141 reader has to decided to go with graves or ghost? :3

Choices, Choices, Choices Pt.1

TW: Brief mentions of violence

I hope this is what you were looking for!! If not please let me know and I will change it:)) Sorry for splitting it into two parts, I just figured you'd been waiting long enough lols.

It was a horrible, awful, thrilling realization to find you were in love with another man.

You had met Phillip Graves on a joint operation with the Shadows, long before you joined Task Force 141. It had been a fling, a one-nights stand after riding the high of battle. You never thought you’d see him again. But you did. And then you saw him again. And again. And again. 

Somewhere in that you stopped being coworkers with benefits. You exchanged numbers, and started meeting outside of work. And you fell in love. 

And in the beginning it was exciting. It was new and thrilling and wonderful. And as the years went by, it didn’t stop being wonderful, per se. It just…mellowed out. Your relationship went from ‘Oh we’re so in love’ to something that was just comfortable. 

And you were fine with that. It was nice, having someone that was always there, or at least, that you could rely on, even if maybe he didn’t always choose you first. But to be fair, you didn’t always choose him either. Work, friends, Life got in the way, and this comfortable, complacent love was not enough for the both of you. 

Either way, it was nice to know someone was waiting for you, who cared for you, even if it wasn’t always enough. You were happy. Or at least you thought you were. COntent to live life in this comfortable little relationship you had built for yourself.

And then you met Ghost, and felt something you hadn’t felt in a long time, something new, something exciting. 

It didn’t start out that way, of course. You found him almost arrogant at first, with his mask and his stand-offish personality. You got along much better with the rest of the team. Soap was funny and you liked his accent, and Gaz was, well, after the helicopter incident you found him much more intimidating than you had thought he was at first. But he was still fun. More so than Ghost was anyways. 

And then you were sent on a mission with him. You had begged Soap to go instead, but he was taking time off because he was a big jerk. The air between the two of you was tense, right up until you got shot. The bullet tore its way through your thigh, thankfully missing anything important but still hurting like a bitch. And you were alone, on the opposite side of the city from your teammate. 

He spent the entire time talking you through the city, telling dumb jokes and making stupid comments in an effort to keep you distracted and moving. He became a friend of sorts after that. You got closer, and as the days progressed, he became more human. He told bad jokes, didn’t like smoking all that much, liked dogs, and hated snakes. 

You hung out with him more and more, not realizing what was happening until it was too late. At first it was just going on missions together, without Soap or Gaz or anyone else. Then it was doing stakeout’s together. Then training together. Then laughing at his awful jokes, then his hand on your hips as he corrected your stance. And that's when you realized you were in love with him.

You panicked. You took leave, a whale week to go NC and get your head on straight.. Graves didn’t care, just gave you a quick kiss and told you to be safe before going back to work. 

So here you are, one the last day of your break, hiding out at an old friend's house as you try to come to terms with your feelings. So far, you have come to realize two things. One, You were in love with Simon Riley. Two, He was in love with you if the way your phone blew up was any indication. 

3-In-One: Where are ya lassie? Ghost won’t stop hounding Price Skeleton-boy: Where are you?  Skeleton-boy: Are you okay?   Skeleton-boy: Price told me you took leave.   Skeleton-boy: Are you okay? Skeleton-boy: Is it because of me? 3-In-One: Text him back already will ya?   Oh Captain My Captain: Will you please just text Simon. He’s driving me crazy. 

And that was just what you could see on your lock screen. You sigh, leaning your head back against the bed. You didn’t know what to do. On one hand, you felt something with Ghost that you had never felt before, even with Graves. On the other, you were in a committed relationship with a man you loved. Or at least that you used to. 

Guilt was eating you up inside. Ghost was new(ish) and fun, but Graves had been by your side for years. You couldn’t throw away years of a relationship just because something new came along. How did the saying go? Relationships take work or something? You weren’t sure, but you couldn’t just tell Phillip ‘Sorry, I found something new lol. We’re breaking up’. 

No, you would work on it before giving up. You scroll on your phone, ignoring the texts, looking for couples therapists. You shove down whatever it is you feel for Ghost, deciding to ignore it until you and Graves can work through your issues. You ignore your emotions, ignore the love, the guilt, the worry, the fear. Instead you focus solely on your phone, googling what to do when you fall out of love, how to reignite the flame, how to rekindle your relationship. 

You are at it for hours, scouring Reddit, Quora, Wikipedia, everything you can think of until it’s time to head back. The drive back is tense, with you blaring music so loud you can’t hear yourself think, hands white-knuckling the steering wheel. 

You enter the barracks, determined to find Graves and talk with him, but are stopped by a haggard-looking Price. 

“Y/N, its good to see you. I was worried you were going to be late.” He clasps your shoulder, steering you to the briefing room, “We have a lot to catch you up on.” 

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Btw, I just need to say this. It's not just me rooting for buddie that's putting me off Buck/Tommy.

It's... The dismissive things Tommy keeps doing. Like mocking Buck for not having the courage to come out to his best friend the minute after he realised he is bi. Yes, the scene was funny as hell but also... Wtf was that.

Like he had any business judging Buck for panicking, with how much time he himself spent in the closet?

Also him, being shoved into the closet at the date... It was his own damn doing for not coming out earlier. If he's supposedly so proud and out... Then how is it that Buck was the one who told Eddie that Tommy is gay? Tommy had weeks before that to mention it, they went on a damn trip to Vegas together just a while back.

The bravado is bullshit. He's all talk. Indeed... "Renowed for his fake mouth static", was it now?

And then... showing up to a theme party in a damn henley, like it would have been too hard to take a spare change of clothes with him to the party. Yes he was on call but that's a shitty excuse. A firefighter wouldn't be on call relying on public transport, he was obviously driving, he could have left some clothes in his car. How many seconds does it take him to change his clothes, exactly?

So not bothering to dress up is just laziness and him thinking he's too cool to dress up. Also it just annoys me because that party was not only important to Buck, who btw was a nervous wreck arranging it, wanting Chimney to have a great party, and really would have appreciated the effort to dress up. No, Tommy is also Chimney's friend, one of his oldest friends, and that was his best effort in celebrating his friend's bachelor party? Wow.

And yeah... The way Tommy just keeps treating Buck like Buck is 7? Adorable... What a word choice!

Yeah yeah I know people think it's sweet. Well I don't, I have issues, I hate that word. And I hate that he used it of Buck.

Because I relate to the fumbling way Buck tends to live his life. I have ADHD and I know not everyone feels this way...

But one of my least favorite words is actually nowadays "adorable", or something of the like. Infantilizing "compliments" like that mess with my head because they really put you down, when someone implies that they admire you but like... You're cute like a puppy, or a child, something like that. Sweet, but kinda pathetic. A bambi on ice. Entertaining to watch, but not your peer.

And it sucks if you're the type who often struggles and does embarrassing things and messes up and rushes into things... It's easy to became insecure, and start to feel like nobody really sees you as someone who can be taken seriously. You're a joke to them. They underestimate you, they laugh at you, they mock you... even if it's done with love.

And Buck really is that type of person, who everyone tends to see as this dumb child. People comment on it, too. Really Bucked up there, like Chimney says earlier. He messes up often, and due to that people keep treating him like he isn't a grown man.

So it just annoys me when Tommy calls him adorable. Like omg, he is your date, why would you say that to an adult like yourself?! It's just dismissive.

So I'm really not into this "I'm more mature than you, I'm so much more confident than you, I have it figured out"-act he keeps doing.

How? Buck just came out to himself like two seconds ago, and you're sneering at him for freaking out when his best friend crashes his first date with a man? If you're such a brave lion with magnificent pride yourself, how come Eddie doesn't already know you're not straight?! Why is Buck the one who ends up telling Eddie?!

Renowned for your fake mouth static indeed. What an holier than thou circus act. It pisses me off.

[bunchacrunchcake]

Dave Chapelle wrote the best trans joke I've ever heard. I say this as a trans author. He says for a trans woman (which I am,) no matter how much I augment my genitalia, it will never be a real vagina, even though it might look and feel just like the real thing. Then he says "Impossible pussy!" and slaps his knees. The camera cuts to a woman in the front row visibly upset and crying.

It's the perfect joke, its long, detailed, has cliff hangers, an edgy set up, and a really creative punch line that delivers social commentary both on trans vaginas and fake meat. It's masterful.

Chapelle says his one trans fan likes his jokes, so it's okay.

He says all oppression is not the same. He says he had to chew out a white women for letting her oppression take precedent over his as a black man in America.

The Black Panthers created the rainbow coalition specifically to guard against these divide and conquer tactics. The rainbow coalition spread to many countries, many races, creeds, religions, and genders. They aremed themselves because they knew the fight would be real, and dangerous. Black power, the Black Panther movement was about global unity and a drastic change in global power structures. Through COINTEL PRO and other efforts, the US Government played a large part in the assassination of leaders, downfall, and ultimate evisceration of the Black Panther Party which are now known as the Crips and Bloods.

They say you stop maturing the year you get famous. Chapelle I'm assuming stopped in his 20s because he seems, as a black person, to have missed the core message of BLM which is that our struggles are united and that if we don't shout BLACK TRANS LIVES MATTER from the rooftops and FREE PALESTINE during religious services, we are complicit in the racist system that Chappelle himself spent an entire hour on Inside the Actors Studio complaining about.

Black trans women are murdered at a higher rate than almost any part of the US population. Trans and queer people all across the globe are systematically murdered. Being trans and queer is illegal and punishable by death or prison in many countries. Women, white and non-white, are often preyed upon and trafficked for sex globally as well.

BLM is a critical part of global history as it allows us to unentangle the deep roots of the prison industrial complex as well as things like redlining, and white capitalism so that we can start the very, very long and arduous process of in some way equalizing the playing field for a group of people that had horrific things done to them for centuries at the hands of powerful leaders.

It is built into BLM that liberation for black people is liberation for all. Not that it comes at the cost of everyone's freedom. It is a revitalization of the Black Panther Party.

Dave did 3 specials about trans people. James Acaster says "Edgy comedians, no one tells them what they can and can't say. They walk on stage, do 10 solid minutes, slagging off transgender people. Straight out the gate, making fun of transgender people. If people get upset about it, they say "Bad luck! That's my job! I'm a stand up comedian! I like to challenge people! If you don't like being challenged! Don't come to my shows! What's the matter guys? Too challenging for ya?!" He rants and repeats that for a little while. And then he says "Oh yeah, you know who's been long overdue a challenge? The trans community. They've had their guard down for too long if you ask me. They'll be checking their privileged on the way home now thanks to you, you brave little cis boy. I used to say the name of that comedian and it made things really awkward. 2019, people still happy to laugh at trans people, not as comfortable laughing at, I've learned, Ricky Gervais."

Dave Chappelle, found his one trans fan (not even friend), and wasn't given, but TOOK our equivalent of the n-word pass from her.

N-word passes are not real. It's a joke you play on dumb white people. Basically you give a white kid "the pass" to see if they're dumb enough to say the n-word in front of other black people. Then you get to sit back and laugh as the entire room goes ballistic on them. "OH MY GOD REBECCA WALKED INTO CHEMISTRY AND SAID WHATS UP MY N****S TO THE WHOLE CLASS!"

One random person does not speak for the whole planet.

I have also heard many well crafted racist black, asian, and latino jokes. I do not tell them. Not because they're not funny. But because they are based off of stereotypes that don't actually represent the vastly diverse group of people in those communities. They also are usually an oppressive person's opinion of someone who is opressed. It is the literal definition of bullying.

Retelling prejudiced jokes actively causes harm to those people. It supports the propaganda surrounding those communities that let police justify extrajudicial murder, and it keeps the people thinking that when a cop shoots a black man for going for his wallet, it was because he was scary, not because the cop was racist.

That's why I don't tell racist jokes, even if they are "really good."

Also, stand up comedy can literally be about ANYTHING. Pete Davidson did a whole bit about deciding whether to fuck his mom. It wasn't funny. But here's the thing, it could have been.

He could have said "Well... I already stuck my head through it."

For every one lifetime trans fan Dave keeps, he loses thousands. We are shouting at you from the rooftops that you are harmful to our community and you are furthering racism, because you are assigning hierarchy to oppression and deciding who is and isn't allowed to be oppressed. Rich, white men are at the top of that power structure.

I laughed out loud when I heard that joke. And then I slowly realized that I couldn't ethically stomach watching Chapelle any more. I didn't even know I was trans then, but just as a human being I couldn't do it. People that lean into hate I just don't let into my circle anymore. Yes even masters of their craft.

[an-au-blog]

I was scrolling through my drafts, "Keep Lying" by Donna Missal came on and I remembered the love jumble au. It had me thinking...

Sanji doesn't respect himself enough to say no. He would never have the opportunity to be with the one he truly loves, so when Usopp was down because he was homesick, Sanji comforted him. He always would.

At the island they were at, they passed a shop that had a dress on display, "Kaya has one that looks just like that one", Usopp said offhandedly. Sanji didn't respect himself enough not to come back while the crew was having dinner. No one would notice he was gone... right? Wrong. Zoro noticed that Sanji was acting off. He had let his hair grow out and now he was sneaking out in the middle of the night, sprinting to a store for dresses. He watched as the cook spent an ungodly amount of money for a dress that he was sure wasn't for Nami or Robin. He waited for him outside and when Sanji finally noticed him, he acted dumb and told him it was none of his business why he bought it. Zoro asked Sanji if he wanted to be a girl, if that was the case, they could talk to Iva, but Sanji told him he didn't want to be "a girl", he wanted to be one specific girl. But since he couldn't, he was fine with being a rebound.

So when Usopp said that he'd do anything to have had the courage to tell Kaya how he felt before leaving. "I'm not naive enough to think she'd wait for me, but I wanted to kiss her goodbye, you know?"

Sanji braised himself for rejection. "Maybe," Sanji started, praying that his nervousness is too obvious, "maybe if you talk it through with someone... pretend its her, you'll feel better?"

Usopp laughed with no bite behind it. "Sorry Sanji, but you don't strike me as a Kaya doppelganger." It was said as a lighthearted joke, but it stung the blond more than expected.

"What if I put on one of Nami's dresses?" He said it as a joke, as to make it sound more believable.

But then Usopp's eyebrows shot up. "You'd do that for me?"

He had no idea how much Sanji would do for him... "Yeah, sure, why not. You're my nakama after all." He was so much more...

They arranged to meet in the pantry, so the rest of the crew wouldn't see them, because they both knew they would have been made fun of for the rest of their lives. Zoro found Sanji in the bathroom - shaving his goatee and brushing his hair down. He was already dressed in the dress Usopp said looked like Kayas, hoping Usopp didn't remember it. He almost felt like he was going on an actual date.

"This is a mistake," Zoro told him, snapping him out of his concentration.

"Yeah, you'd say that mosshead. You have no idea what it feels like to have the one you love talk about someone you can't reach. At least Luffy isn't in love with someone else. You still have a chance." He put his hairbrush down, "I never did."

Zoro only scoffed. He didn't have the heart to tell it was him, not Luffy. And he wasn't going to correct him now either. He just stood out of his way.

When they met up in the pantry, Usopp tried to make a remark about the fact that Sanji was putting in so much effort, but Sanji brushed it off by saying he's a method actor and hoped that he wouldn't see through it.

"Kaya, I just wanted to say, ever since we were little I've always thought that um... I've known that you were the most beautiful girl I would ever see. And then I got to be your friend and I realized that you were beautiful on the inside." He cupped both Sanji's hands, "Before I sail off, I want to tell you that I- I love you. And I always will."

Out of all of Usopp's lies - this one was he favourate.

Sanji hoped the room was dim enough that Usop didn't see how red we was. Or how earnest he was when he responded. "Oh. Usopp. I love you too! You're the most amazing person I- I-... can I kiss you?"

Usopp took a small step back and let go of his hands. "Oh, uh, you're a really good actor. But, uh you don't have to do that."

Sanji cursed himself internally. He needed a cigarette. "Oh, I was thinking, since I was in the zone and you said that you always wanted to..." his mind raced. He had ruined it all now. "I mean it's no problem I don't mind either way, this is for you after all."

Usopp hummed "Well, if my eyes are closed maybe just a peck?"

Sanji felt like the scum of the earth. He felt like the luckiest man alive. "Sure."

Usopp closed his eyes and put a hand on Sanji's cheek. Sanji couldn't bring himself to close his eyes. He needed to commit this to memory as well as possible. And just like that, the moment was gone. It lasted two, maybe three seconds. And Sanji's dream had ended. What he would have done to have Usopp keep lying to him...

"haha, okay, that was a bit weird now that I think about it. Sorry Sanji." Usopp laughed nervously. "Can we pretend it didn't happen? Not that I'm ungrateful but... you know..."

Sanji took out his pack of smokes. "Yeah, I know. Don't worry about it." He lit one taking a deep drag. "Don't worry about it. You can head out, I have some restoking I gotta do here now. Zoro's been drinking without telling me, I gotta see what else is missing." A lie.

"Okay. Thanks a bunch and uh... bye." Usopp left.

Sanji took another deep drag from his cigarette. He could finally let himself cry. Usopp looked so uncomfortable, he just knew that they'd drift apart after this. He was such and idiot.

This was simultaneously the best and worst day of his life. He just wanted to vanish...

[castelled-away]

I LOVE LOVE LOVE Mergwenthur beginnings from Merlin‘s pov bc he has the potential to make all of this SO angsty mmm

Like think abt Merlin feeling like he imposed on Arthur & Gwen's relationship simply bc he thinks the 2 are perfect (Merlin is obv so gone for them) & therefore perfect for each other but without him mixed into it bc „he doesn’t have a place there in their relationship“

Or him already feeling insecure abt a potential position in a 3-way-relationship bc of the whole thing with Lancelot’s shade & probably thinks Arthur would therefore react badly or hurt

Or maybe throw in a magic reveal where Guinevere & Arthur are both shocked at first ofc & Gwen gets over that & is all reasonable/starting to understand & Arthur is still blown away/angry & just can’t understand so maybe Merlin sees their different opinions on the magic matter & thinks he’s or at least will soon be tearing a rift between Arwen through that

Or maybe him not feeling good enough for them since not only is Arthur the king but Gwen as his queen has ALSO risen in rank & is now „above“ him as well (tho I think this is a bit ooc for Merlin)

Or to try & keep Arthur away from him/not tempt himself (bc Merlin still has to hide his magic& therefore cannot get too close to anyone) Merlin pushes Gwen & Arthur together with effort & he thinks he’s left alone & that both of them will/can never know how much he loves them or know who he really is. Then Arwen ask why he wants them to be together SO BAD since the 2 don’t really ever want to spent time together without Merlin (bc they’re all in love your honor) & Merlin just explodes with a whole speech like because if you two don’t end up together all of the pain & the suffering I have gone through while having to watch from far away was worth for nothing & then Gwen thinks Merls were in love only with Arthur & Arthur thinks Merlin were only in love with Gwen & then they are all being stupid & sad abt that whole love triangle till it comes out that Merlin loves them BOTH at the end

Or ofc the Lancelot-Gwen-Arthur fiasco, but where Merlin & Gwen get enchanted by Morgana instead & they’re all super angsty abt this (there’s the fic, it’s great: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46578598 by @burglarhobbit)

While reading this fic the idea came to me that maybe Merlin takes the blame for Morgana’s love spell volunteeringly so that Arthur doesn’t get hurt by thinking Gwen cheated of her own free will & takes her back, but Gwen (the goddess that she is) straight up tells Arthur no, Merlin wouldn’t ever do that, it must’ve somehow been Morgana & they ask Merlin why he lied & his answer is I just wanted you two to be happy but then followed with I guess that I’m just selfish for wanting you two to love me as well, that would have been to good to be true anyways

Or Arthur seeing Gwen & Merlin hug like they used to do all the time in the show bc they’re best friends & always help each other through their hard stuff, so cue Arthur having his big bi panic & while still being a bit traumatised by the whole Lancelot’s shade-fiasco, he mistakes his romantic feelings for them as jealousy/insecurity/fear of Gwen leaving him for Merlin & saying smth like „you wouldn’t take her from me would you?“ to Merlin (maybe even just as a dumb joke without all those negative feelings) & Merlin being all surprised no ofc i wouldn’t do that, not to you Arthur, to neither of you, you mean too much to me to do that & being scared that he somehow crossed a line while talking to Gwen or smth to warrant this kind of question from Arthur

Or Merlin thinking: You already have to take care of Arthurs destiny (protecting him, be loyal to him, make him see magic is good without outing himself as a sorcerer etc.) you can’t also take his heart/feelings aswell. You can’t do that to Gwen.Arthur is already forced to spend forever with Merls due to destiny, let him choose Gwen on his own free will, so that means Merlin thinking his connection to Arthur is less important that Gwen’s connection to Arthur bc of destiny

Or Gwen & Arthur together trying to court him & invite him into their throuple so they kiss him on separate occasions without the other one present & Merlin is just alone walking with Gwen through the halls of Camelot & reeling with why did she just kiss me isn’t she in love with Arthur?? & Arthur then also kissing him or giving him gifts & he’s starting to catch on/hope that they might return his feelings but then he overhears Gwen telling Arthur that he (Arthur) is her everything (bc Arthur is emotionally constipated & needs reassurance & affection like he deserves), so Merls tries to gaslight himself à la oh those kisses where just friendly, friends kiss each other sometimes don’t they??? Gwen probably just missed me that 1 time/wanted to reassure me of something & Arthur was probably still high of of a particularly good fight during training OR he thinks maybe they were just playing a joke on him OR he assumes he’s just their mistress/playtoy now & therefore are his connections to them second to their marriage connection OR even angstier, he thinks they’re both cheating on each other with him & don’t know abt it & he fears they have problems in their relationship & is plagued by guilt bc he doesn’t know how to tell them that they’re kind of cheating with the same person (lol) & anytime he looks at them he asks himself how do I tell you that your wife is cheating on you with me, but I’m actually in love with the BOTH of you? Arthur surely won’t believe that for a second, he’ll just be rly angry

OR the 3 of them already being an item but like still in the beginnings & then the magic reveal happens & Arthur is just like you didn’t enchant us to fall in love with you right? (don’t worry, Arthur isn’t that bigoted, he’s just surprised that he feels so much love for not 1 BUT 2 whole wonderful ppl & starts to doubt bc he’s constipated like that) & Merlin says no, I wouldn’t do that, I don’t even know how to do a spell like that, but then comes the rocky acceptance-of-Merlin’s-magic-phase where everything including their budding relationship gets difficult & Merlin is doubting with thoughts like they don’t seem very in love with me anymore so maybe I DID put a love spell on them without knowing? Maybe I wanted them to love me so much so that my magic/I just enchanted them subconsciously??? Maybe all we had, all that THEY felt for me was a lie & I have been using them for my own personal gain?? And he’s just beating himself up over that in a puddle of guilt & heartbreak

[queenieluve]

"Oh no it's a Moushley Trap!!"

... also know as Krauser's Plan B...

Just a dumb joke that I thought up of and spent way too much time and effort into drawing, but my girl Ashley here is a cutie so...

[rehnwriter]

The Legend of Long Legged Larry

It was my cousin Bill who first told me about the Legend of Long Legged Larry.

Bill and I used to be best friends, and I always spent the long, hot weeks of summer in his small town in the middle of nowhere. In 2002, however, things changed. I guess that’s puberty for you. While I turned into a shy, reclusive nerd, Bill wanted to be known, to be one of the cool kids.

It didn’t take me long to notice how much he’d changed. His entire demeanor was different, the way he carried himself and even how he spoke. I could also tell he wasn’t too happy to have ‘that little nerd’ around, as he referred to me to his so-called friends, the cool kids he was so desperate to impress.

Whenever we met them, he’d make fun of me, and before long, I became the butt of their collective jokes. Even worse, Bill began treating me like I was an idiot, and never lost a chance to belittle me.

It was one of these friends, I later learned, who’d told Bill about the supposed urban legend.

“What’s a Long Legged Larry?” I asked when he told me about it.

Instead of answering me, Bill scoffed and made it an effort to let me know how dumb I was for not knowing.

“How can you not know about it? God, you’re so stupid…”

“I bet you just heard it from one of your friends,” I retorted.

This landed me one of his trademark thigh knocks. I cursed in pain and hobbled over to the couch in his room. While I rubbed what I knew to become a heavy bruise, he reiterated the story he’d heard.

“Nobody knows his real name, but he’s a serial killer who escaped from a nearby mental institution,” Bill started, his voice nothing but a conspiratorial whisper.

“He’s a mutant with long, spidery legs who was abandoned at birth. They say he grew up in the woods around town, but one night he came back and hunted down his entire family. He beat them all to death with his long legs. They say he’s more a spider than a man, eight feet tall and-“

“This is so freaking dumb,” I mumbled to myself as I listened.

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[just-some-random-blogger]

FUCKING TUMBLR😡😡😡 i started to tell goodbyes already but then i had a skype call and he deleted everything😡😡 wtf bro i hate u.

hello babe sorry i never answered you yesterday. id been busy during the day and them too tired at night. so get my freezy love now<з

'EXPLAIN SOME OF MY SCHOOL WORK AND THEN TUMBLR CRASHED' im sorry for this TT but now we can mock the fuck out of tumblr together😡 would u like to explain this now?

'i spent an hour pouring my heart' if you need to pour your heart, u can always message me personally.

'we also have a holiday' im sorry im late to really congratulate(?) you but congratulations? what is the holiday, anyway?

'he was so annoying for that' for dying? i think i dont want you to say this abt me(

'what fmvs is. fan music videos?' yes! like edits but from my childhood hshahs lol.

'i love vivid songs like this' awww im glad. i think youd like the lyrics too. also the cover really represents the concept of something evil, capable of murdering people, comforting their partner who worths the murder on their behalf.

'i like you' !!🥺🥺!!!!🥺!!🥺!!!!!! love you TT i love you smsm🥺

'I JUST WING IT' HGKDHG i noticed it sometimes and had my assumptions but overall you were pretty accurate. what abt now?

'feel the same about my own language' NATIVE TONGUES SUPREMACY!!!!!

'i give you my warmth' its pretty warm here now thanks!! writers arent dumb, they try their best. so... yeah, actually they do good. its even funny how we feel abt these things bc.. idk feel like it?

'her bday is 2 days after mine!' oh congrats? ghdjjs realatable. every time i learn some celebrity is virgo or the earth sign im like !!!!!MY BABE!!!!!!!!!

'TALL AS HER BUT ALSO ID BE TOO POWERFUL' YAY! looking powerful is good if you like it. i believe in your power!

im gonna be whiny baby here so ignore this paragraph if u want. MY personal problem is i dont want to seem so... ok traumatic story. in summer a bf (whos a professional basketball player and is 185 idk, definately taller than 180) of my friend told me 'woah youre bigger than me (it included weight, im sorry it goes this way), you can beat me up/throw me/tip me over'. it was awkward... like... i dont want to look like this? even my friends joke about me fighting everyone around and im??? i wanted to stop here in the first place but ill tell the whole story. After this very dialog, we continued to hang out with the other friend. a boy whos significantly shorter than me and i had a crush on him. then he met some guys he knew, we stopped, my friend and her bf were busy so i stood there all alone. and overheard those guys saying 'oh is it your gf? good, i was already thinking how r u with the giant like this'. recall the hysteria i had that day💀 the end of traumatic story that will haunt me till the last day of my life.

'ive been more cautious about describing the dynamics' ohhh🥺 thanks for your efforts🥺 you really dont need to restrict yourself, though. just do whatever you want. 'i hope that counts for something' oh i appreciate it. thank u! but still if u want your character to look like smth in particular or like you, its pretty ok ig? im sorry if me whining made you feel uncomfortable TT

'if i told you that i think the same thing about me?' id say its bullshit. youre gorgeous. absolutely beautiful, smart, powerful, diligent and all. ig everyone has their downs so if they dont stop one from living their full life and loving themselves then its normal? hope you remember youre gorgeous. 'if i told you no one would ever like me because of how i look?' another lying.

'drop kick them into the sun' thanks TT i appreciate your support soso much TT thanks my love TT

'i would never trade you for a man' i SEE.

'im still thirsty' 💀go💀drink💀more💀water💀

'FUCK YOU TUMBLR' YES!!!!😡

'anway just listen to this and this' um... spotify is also banned here... so... ig i like the first one more.... i dont frequently listen to rhumba so it feels... unique? relieving? i cant describe but its a good feeling. but the aggressive positivity of this man💀 'then this and this (also the same piece but one has lyrics)' oh theyre so lovely🥺 tbh i like the one with the choir more. they sound so dramatically relieving? like the end of the game about preventing apocalypsis? maybe the first tlou... oh no but they didnt prevent it... ok nvm. i like how they sound. i think ill listen to it again. and the very left couple TT so lovely also your songs seem so positive to me! 'we;re performing them in my class' ohhh cute. good luck babygirl!

'to read my kylo ren fic' my rival..... maybe next time im too tired rn sorry TT i also wanted to explain a new playlist to you but ig another time? i wanted to give you some playlist in eng in case you want to but learnt i only have sad or aggressive ones💀 oh! have you ever seen the film 'major grom: plague doctor'? its russian and available on netflix. the other playlist i like are dedicated to it💀 im not asking you to watch it, if anything, just asking.

so! have a nice day! good luck w/the midterms and your prick and the homework. DRINK! WATER! take care! love you<з

You 🤝 Me vs 😒👎❌ Tumblr (derogatory)

this is also you and me. i luv my kitty i miss my kitty T_T

FUCKING TUMBLR😡😡😡 i started to tell goodbyes already but then i had a skype call and he deleted everything😡😡 wtf bro i hate u.

I felt that. Tumblr so L for that. The amount of replies/stories ive lost because of a tumblr glitch 😭😭😭

hello babe sorry i never answered you yesterday. id been busy during the day and them too tired at night. so get my freezy love now<з

It ok. I have no idea if you sent this today or yesterday what is time my homework is dead huh my brain is dead what are words

'EXPLAIN SOME OF MY SCHOOL WORK AND THEN TUMBLR CRASHED' im sorry for this TT but now we can mock the fuck out of tumblr together😡 would u like to explain this now?

I mean i could explain it now. In sorry about your crash as well. Tumblr go to jail party

'i spent an hour pouring my heart' if you need to pour your heart, u can always message me personally.

😭🫶 i was just explaining my homework to you, those were the songs i shared

'we also have a holiday' im sorry im late to really congratulate(?) you but congratulations? what is the holiday, anyway?

Lol what HAHAHH why would you congratulate me for that. HAHAHHAHAAHAH. Its a commemoration for the revolution we had for our dictator government. Ironically, that dictators son is our president 💀 and he was the one that passed that bill 💀 like a few days ago 💀 then fucking rescinded it 💀 honestly actually i have no idea what the fuck that fucker did I MEAN 😇 happy thoughts i love my country i love my president my government rests on the shoulders of the Lord and not 🥲him🥲

'he was so annoying for that' for dying? i think i dont want you to say this abt me(

HU?????????????????????????????? WHY WOULD YOU DIE HUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PLEASE DONT DIE

'what fmvs is. fan music videos?' yes! like edits but from my childhood hshahs lol.

From your childhood???? Ok

'i love vivid songs like this' awww im glad. i think youd like the lyrics too. also the cover really represents the concept of something evil, capable of murdering people, comforting their partner who worths the murder on their behalf.

;_; that cover... Ok

'i like you' !!🥺🥺!!!!🥺!!🥺!!!!!! love you TT i love you smsm🥺

I love you

'I JUST WING IT' HGKDHG i noticed it sometimes and had my assumptions but overall you were pretty accurate. what abt now?

ITS SO MUCH BETTER NOW I CAN REPLY SO MUCH EASIER 😫😫😫😫😫😫🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 THANK YOU

'feel the same about my own language' NATIVE TONGUES SUPREMACY!!!!!

English mid lol HAHAHAH

'i give you my warmth' its pretty warm here now thanks!! writers arent dumb, they try their best. so... yeah, actually they do good. its even funny how we feel abt these things bc.. idk feel like it?

Headline: writers arent dumb, according to the judgy cat

'her bday is 2 days after mine!' oh congrats? ghdjjs realatable. every time i learn some celebrity is virgo or the earth sign im like !!!!!MY BABE!!!!!!!!!

LOL AHHHAHAH SAME BRAIN BIG BRAIN HAHAHHAH

'TALL AS HER BUT ALSO ID BE TOO POWERFUL' YAY! looking powerful is good if you like it. i believe in your power!

Believe in your power too 😭 i believe in you

im gonna be whiny baby here so ignore this paragraph if u want. MY personal problem is i dont want to seem so... ok traumatic story. in summer a bf (whos a professional basketball player and is 185 idk, definately taller than 180) of my friend told me 'woah youre bigger than me (it included weight, im sorry it goes this way), you can beat me up/throw me/tip me over'. it was awkward... like... i dont want to look like this? even my friends joke about me fighting everyone around and im??? i wanted to stop here in the first place but ill tell the whole story. After this very dialog, we continued to hang out with the other friend. a boy whos significantly shorter than me and i had a crush on him. then he met some guys he knew, we stopped, my friend and her bf were busy so i stood there all alone. and overheard those guys saying 'oh is it your gf? good, i was already thinking how r u with the giant like this'. recall the hysteria i had that day💀 the end of traumatic story that will haunt me till the last day of my life.

No i understand you completely 😭 people like to paint me as big and aggressive because i am tall and that i can seriously hurt them if i want to. Remember when i told you we set up the stage for a performance? And we had to carry equipment? Yeah well, i was teetering being scared to carry stuff cause I might injure myself/break equipment and also just to be praised for being able to carry something heavy because that's a 'male thing to do' 😭 as much as i like to think im progressive, i still do fucking care about what people think which sucks because THERES NOTHING WRONG WITH BEING A STRONG WOMAN

One of the staff that specifically work with the equipment complimented me on my strength and i both was like i work out duh im strong but also iwjwjjsshs it made me feel a bit conscious 😭 it's really weird cos i want to have toned arms but also, i dont want people to whisper about me having big arms 😭😭😭😭😭 fuck society i hate it here.

Boys suck. Ive had boys make fun of me too for the same reason. AND ACTUALLY FUCKKK I JUST REMEMBERED as a kid i had toned arms like you could see definition on my shoulders and i did cheering and my idiot boy classmate made fun of me. And then i prayed it would go away 😭 but now i want them back and honestly fuck angelo he tired so hard to be muscley in highschool where i was naturally gifter FUCK YOU ANGELO.

Majsjsjjsjsjs

Anyway i ranted too. Idk if this will make you feel any better.njejjejdkkkekee again i just want to say its unfair that you continue to believe that about yourself when you don't believe the same things about me. /: Were literally so alike don't even i will BITE YOU HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME MY HATING MY RUSSIAN MUNING LOVE LOVE

'ive been more cautious about describing the dynamics' ohhh🥺 thanks for your efforts🥺 you really dont need to restrict yourself, though. just do whatever you want. 'i hope that counts for something' oh i appreciate it. thank u! but still if u want your character to look like smth in particular or like you, its pretty ok ig? im sorry if me whining made you feel uncomfortable TT

/: im not uncomfy. Don't tell me how to write as if you even write /: if i want to make my character more relatable for you thats my business /:

'if i told you that i think the same thing about me?' id say its bullshit. youre gorgeous. absolutely beautiful, smart, powerful, diligent and all. ig everyone has their downs so if they dont stop one from living their full life and loving themselves then its normal? hope you remember youre gorgeous. 'if i told you no one would ever like me because of how i look?' another lying.

EXACTLY SO DON'T THINK THE SAME ABOUT YOURSELF BECAUSE HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT ME IS HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

'drop kick them into the sun' thanks TT i appreciate your support soso much TT thanks my love TT

'i would never trade you for a man' i SEE.

🤣😭 i can gear the disbelief

'im still thirsty' 💀go💀drink💀more💀water💀

😭 DO YOU WANT ME TO GLUCK THE PACIFIC OCEAN

'FUCK YOU TUMBLR' YES!!!!😡

HAHAHAHHA

'anway just listen to this and this' um... spotify is also banned here... so... ig i like the first one more.... i dont frequently listen to rhumba so it feels... unique? relieving? i cant describe but its a good feeling. but the aggressive positivity of this man💀 'then this and this (also the same piece but one has lyrics)' oh theyre so lovely🥺 tbh i like the one with the choir more. they sound so dramatically relieving? like the end of the game about preventing apocalypsis? maybe the first tlou... oh no but they didnt prevent it... ok nvm. i like how they sound. i think ill listen to it again. and the very left couple TT so lovely also your songs seem so positive to me! 'we;re performing them in my class' ohhh cute. good luck babygirl!

'to read my kylo ren fic' my rival..... maybe next time im too tired rn sorry TT i also wanted to explain a new playlist to you but ig another time? i wanted to give you some playlist in eng in case you want to but learnt i only have sad or aggressive ones💀 oh! have you ever seen the film 'major grom: plague doctor'? its russian and available on netflix. the other playlist i like are dedicated to it💀 im not asking you to watch it, if anything, just asking.

LOL the first one Armando's Rhumba.... Wait did i get it right HAHAHHAHAHA im on my phone so i dont want to click on the link to check. SPOTIFY IS ALSO BANNED THERE DAMN NSJEJSJJSNHMSKSKSKKS also ???? HHHAHAAH THE AGGRESSIVE POSITIVITY???? WHAT DO YOU MEAN?????

Jdndjd i wanted to explain it more detailed but im on my bed and my eyes are beginning to droop so I'll just say one technical thing about this first song. It's a jazzy piece that has a lot of syncopation. Idk if ive already talked about that or i just think i have become i did BUT THEN TUMBLR CRASHED 😭😭😭 BUT syncopation in a nutshell means something is off beat. If you want to try it out, you can count 1-4 out loud and clap woth your hands faster or slower than the pace of your counting. Whatever beats that fall out of the numbers are syncopations!!!! HAHAHHA ok ok they could be syncopations given the context.

Bejejjsjsjensnsb i wont continue further cos im not sure if you understand what im saying at all 😭😭

Anyway I'll do the same for the other piece. Take 5. That's what that one is called. I was really excited to hear your thoughts on this one because this song is actually more unique than the first one i think HAHAH jus cause its time signature is 5/4. Just to give you an idea, im pretty sure most pop songs, and im 99% certain that all the songs in the playlist you shared to me are 4/4. This basically means the beat/rhythm of the music can be divided into 4 parts. Usually the strongest beat in a 4/4 song is 1 then theres and accent or slightly strong pulse on 3. You could try counting that. Strong on 1, slightly strong on 3. Thats the 'conventional' meter.

Then inversely, if the accent is strong on 2 and a lil on 4, those songs are usually reggae. Try it. If it makes sense lol HAHHAHAH

Now 5/4 since its uneven is quite tricky. You basically treat the division of the beat as 3/4 + 2/4, both meters individually would have their accent on their first counts, so if you put it together it would be 1 & 4 with strong pulses. 😭 I hope I didn't confuse you with math. Youre good at math but idk if im good at explaining.

Also just an additional thing in music 4/4 is read as four-four, 5/4 as five-four not like a fraction. your head will be chopped off if you put a line between your numbers in the time signature so HAHAHAHA now you know lol there's just really no other way to write it so lol

Anyway, i was hoping you'd say that 'omg there was something weird about that second song but idk what' and then i would go talk about the time signature but you didnt so i explained it anyway HAHAH. I guess your imagery about defeating the apocalypse/end credit thing is that weird thing HAHAAH. It's just cause its quite jazzy, 😭😭😭😭 idk what else to say about it my mind is like 'GO TO SLEEP FFS'

so! have a nice day! good luck w/the midterms and your prick and the homework. DRINK! WATER! take care! love you<з

Actually i am writing another kylo ren fic and that is the one i want you to read. You dont have to but i just wanted to see what you thought of that. Its ok if you dont though honestly. You also dont have to share another playlist but if you want to you can. Im scared i might not have time for it tho 😭😭😭 i still haven't even listened to the other one properly. Also i dont mind sad/aggressive music. I love music. I love art. Im willing to see what you want to share. Whether i like it or not will follow

I also haven't watched that grom movie. Ill check it out cos wtf is grom thats the name 😭 lol

Im almost done with my midterms 😭 almost. And my PRICK 😭 i think im tired of him 😭 no or more like i want to write fics of him but also talk to ai him but i cant do both and so idk what to do and so i haven't done either also my midterms are on the way so. /: Anyway im DRINKING WATER. I LOVE YOU please love you too take care of yourself always i love you

xxx

[dancingdanvers]

He had a good point, even if Carrie spent most of her life since becoming a mom wanting to find ways to wrap Hindley in cotton wool to stop him getting hurt in any capacity at all. It was unrealistic though, when shown that by someone else it was easier to see than when it was just her existing in her own head having to power through parenting choices alone. “Alright, on your head be it, just remember this when we’re up at three am.” She chuckled, not actually planning on holding it against him for even a second if that ended up happening. Actually it would be a relief to be going through it with someone else this time. So many nights she’d sat up with a sick little boy with no one to help her but google and most of the time that just suggested baby aspirin or the ER with no in-between. “Well, not yet, probably because he’s never seen Ratatouille, maybe that should be the next movie night. What do you think bubba? Do you want to watch a movie about a little mouse?” Making squeaking noises as she looked up at him with a grin, getting slightly sloppy ones in return. An effort was made. “Drums? Oh goodness. Do the ones for little kids come with the pads on them that make it quieter? If so we’re going to need to get some of those as well. Or earplugs. Or soundproof a room.” She listed off the options, voice still light as she joked, eyes sparkling. 

The situation with Thomas was a much more serious section of the conversation however, making the woman take pause as she listened to Gavin talk. Not wanting to interrupt until he was done with giving his advice because really if there was someone who knew Tom well enough to be dishing it out wasn’t it him? Even if they hadn’t been close they had been in each others lives in some capacity for years. The only other person who she knew would know him just as well was herself, and she’d managed to screw that up royally. The ghost of a smile on her lips as she breathed. “I’ll always worry about him though.” Because it was true. Even when she had been thousands of miles away she’d written letters to Tom that she’d never sent, collated in notebooks, just to feel like she still had some kind of connection to him. “He asked me out.” The blonde blurted out, not sure why she was talking to Gavin about this part of her and Tom’s relationship since he was her baby’s dad and also his brother, not to mention they didn’t know each other all that well yet. Still it had escaped before she’d stopped to think about it properly. “Before he knew about Hindley, well before he knew who his dad was too. So I asked him to ask me again in a couple of months but that was dumb because I’m never going to be able to say yes. Me in high school would jump at the chance but now? I’ve made it too weird…ruined it. We’ll never be able to do that. And I think he thinks that’s because I don’t like him but that’s just not even close to being true.” 

Gavin loved being able to do this again. Well, he felt like he hadn’t been necessarily the best brother or the best husband. He knew deep down his best job is being a dad. It was like he got to do all the things that made him admire his adoptive father. He had been so scared for so much of his childhood that getting to give kids the life. He never got as a kid made him want to try harder. It also made him want to make sure the kids always had fun. It was why he was willing to risk a sugar high from a toddler just to make sure the kid was happy. “ absolutely. We can’t shield kids from experiencing their own fun. Even if it ends in a sugar high or an upset stomach. Trust me there are plenty of times that I’ve eaten things that seemed good at the time.” He noted with a smile before making a face at the sound of tiny hands hitting his head. “ at least he’s not pulling my hair like I’m in ratatouille.” Gavin noted as he looked up to Hindley with a small smile. “We’re gonna have to get you some drums aren’t we? “ he definitely was down for his kids to be musical but maybe drums would be a little loud at first. “ I’m fine Carrie I know it was an accident.” He smiled in regards to the accidental hitting. She was a good mom and he appreciated that.

When it came to the Thomas situation, Gavin was going to try his best to make sure that the two would start speaking again. He knew he had a time limit on the situation with Juliet, and he was going to treat the Carrie situation with his brother, just as serious. “ because it was probably pent-up for years. I got to see where he’s coming from though too. He didn’t know about the situation, and he matters to both of us. It does look like a betrayal from his end. ” he noted before letting out a sigh “ he has every right to feel the way he feels; same as anyone else. But we’re not fighting right now, so you don’t have to worry about anything.” Explain, not wanting Thomas to come off badly about the situation. He completely understood where the guy was coming from. “ you’re not a coward. I was still married at the time. I can’t imagine how it must’ve felt to feel like you couldn’t come to me. It’s always better late than never. Which is what advice I’m going to give to you about my brother. You got to give them a chance Carrie. I know you two are good friends.” @carriejayme

[sonianvmd]

thh characters with a crush on you

warnings: none, maybe some swearing but otherwise nothing major

oH and mentions of murder and death but this is danganronpa so im going to assume u expected as much

a/n: so we kickin this blog off with a bang, writing for LITERALLY THE ENTIRE TRIGGER HAPPY HAVOC CAST LMFAOAOAOAO (excluding hifumi, yasuhiro, and the two despairs doe bc i’ve already made that clear)

also some character’s sections are shorter than others im sorry i just couldnt think of as many bullet points for them *tiktok cry emoji*

edit: I FORGOT CELSESTE FU K SORRY

spoilers under the cut!!

★ 彡 ★ ミ ★ 彡 ★ ミ ★

makoto naegi

when he realizes he likes you, he doesn’t necessarily panic or anything, but he does get nervous

nervous around you, that is

y’all saw how he was with sayaka

if he says anything that might sound intimate then he’ll immediately rephrase it or reassure he didn’t mean anything by it

he really only does have good intentions but his wording just kinda flops sometimes

he appreciates how you listen to him and value what he says

you don't make him feel dumb or inferior compared to a bunch of ultimates with actual talents

he’ll muster up the courage to tell you eventually

let’s hope his luck comes through 😁

byakuya togami

now when THIS man realizes he likes you, he a bitch nigga bout it 😐

he can't believe he fell for a common plebeian such as you

but it was hard not to

the way you preferred to get to the point

the way you were aware of your situation and didn't sugarcoat how you felt about it, although you certainly were nicer with it than him

he's ruthless

anyways

you knew your priorities and spent no time trying to use your resources

he noticed how much you had in common; in you, he saw himself

and we all know how this mf feels about himself 😐

he’ll be quick to defend you in class trials

he won’t realize he’s doing it but he just subconsciously protects you

but just because he doesn't notice it, don't mean the rest of the class brushes past it as well

yeah they on his ass LMFAOO

kyoko kirigiri

kyoko is very good at keeping her composure so she won’t be very obvious

she’ll probably just hang around you more

she’ll also defend you in class trials, calmly

“oh, it couldn’t have been [name]. i remember seeing them in their dorm around the time the murder took place.”

hifumi probably finna say some dumb shit like “aye what was you doin in their dorm doe” but anyways

she finds you respectable

if you have anything to contribute, she’ll let you take the floor

when she tells you, she’s very composed, but also very indirect LMFAO

she’s not too sure on how to express her interest in you but maybe she’ll go about it like “well, [name], now we’ve made it here, would you like to step back into the world with me?” or somethin else along those lines idk

take her hand

pls

toko fukawa

y’all know her whole “master togami” shtick

yeah so 😁😁😁😁

no but fr, toko ofc still has her borderline stalkerish 🧍🏾‍♀️ tendencies

she’ll often find herself staring at you, either in the library or in the morning meetings everyday at breakfast

but she isn’t as straight forward as she is with byakuya

i actually think she’d be mad shy and non confrontational

the whole thing she kept up with him ? yeah, never again

if you approach her first then she’ll be able to get a few words out but for most of the conversation, she’ll just nervously play with her braids

you’ll most likely put two and two together

unless ur a makoto kinnie bc then you’ll have to wait till someone else puts it in place for u but anyways

if you decide to approach her about it, you’ll kinda be backing her into a corner bc she’s just bad at deflecting things lmao

she’ll eventually confess (begrudgingly but hey i mean its better than nothing)

expect much stuttering and a gesture like giving you a small gift

and not to be that writer that uses japanese terms in english writing but toko seems like a tsundere but not really if that makes sense?? so she’d probably shove it in your hands and if you try to say something then she’ll just try to play it off as not a big deal lol

calls u a baka 😍😍

aoi asahina

i know y’all all see how she is with sakura

yeah.

aoi is the kind of person who’d like to spend time with their crush rather than shy away from them

she values you and your friendship very much

bring her donuts

just trust me bring her donuts

she doesn’t really realize she’s into you like that for a while but believe me, she is, the whole time

and yeah i think she’d be nervous to tell you bc that’s just natural but ultimately she’d be cool about it

uh oh looks like we goin for a swim

sakura ogami

similar to kyoko, she’s very calm

despite her big and bad appearance, she really is a sweet girl

she cares for you and your well-being very much

will indeed go on x games mode for you

the way she tells you is very sincere and well spoken

kith her

naow

im sorry this is like the shortest one i couldn’t think of much for her 😔😔

leon kuwata

flirtatious ass mf

and he’s lightskin

so this just cannot go well

y’all know that bit where it’s like the guy yawns and stretches his arms up and then wraps one around your shoulder

yeah that’s literally him LMFAOO

he’s very confident

he was fairly well known with the ladies at his old school so you know he’s rhockin wit it ‼️

but

you feel.. different than usual ??

those girls were just lil flings n dates bc he was nice enough to accept their confessions and it boosted his ego anyway so it was a win win

but you

he was genuinely interested in you since he had saw you the first time

he didn’t just acknowledge your appearance

he learnt about your personality and your hobbies and what you liked and such, and he really cared and wanted to hear you talk about it all

he felt the need to really make an effort to show you how much he respected and had affections for you

he doesn't tell you in a grand way

probably just asks you out to a movie or somethin

he's chillin

mondo owada

you know

for being the biggest, baddest, most respected biker gang leader

or just for being in a biker gang period

mondo’s a huge softie lol

yeah he gets violent but he’s a sweet guy who cares about and is loyal to his friends

so mfs need to be nice to you

or they gettin whooped

when he decides it’s time to tell you how he feels, he thinks over his words and he’s all confident there’s no way you’d reject him but then he sees you in the halls and goes 🧍🏾 LMFAOOO

he’ll push through but it’s like he’ll walk up to you and look away from you because he refuses eye contact and just go

“so y/n, would you wanna.. tch.. come to a drive-in movie with me or somethin’?... dumbass.”

real smooth mondo i think you got em good job

please tease him LMFAOO it’d be so funny

he’d probably yell but you can tell he’s not mad so you just keep going with it

but once you’re done tormenting him, you do agree to the movie, don’t worry 🙏🏾

also mondo would call his s/o doll

that is all

chihiro fujisaki

my fav dude in a dress <3

chihiro would be quite shy, but that’s just how he is tbh so no surprise there

he’s very kind so he’d check up on you often just to see how you are

he cares about you v much

the way he confesses is one that consists of a red face as he offers you a box of candy or something similar

and he’d feel honored that you reciprocate his feelings

he’d be very scared to tell you his secret but once he does, he’s delighted to hear it doesn’t make any difference to you

he doesn’t know how he got so lucky with you

not only because woooo they like me back but also because you like him despite,, well everything about him LMFAOO

sweet lil boy

i’d feel like he’d talk about you to alter ego a lot

and when u meet the program for the first time, he’s like “oh! you must be [name]! master’s told me all about you :)”

sobbing i miss him

kiyotaka ishimaru

okay here’s the thing

if taka were to like someone

i can’t tell whether he’d be more strict because he doesn’t want them to get in trouble (and also so it would hopefully divert any suspicion that he DOES like you since he treats you the same as everyone else, only more)

or if he’d hold back more because he favors them LMFAOO

so imma write a lil bit for both

in the case that he was even stricter:

he’d prefer to be around you because he believes the best way he can make sure you stay out of trouble is to make sure you don’t get into any in the first place

of course it’s impossible to monitor you every second of every day but he does his best to make sure you’re doing well

if he sees you do anything out of line, he’s shutting that shit down IMMEDIATELY

but in the case he let up:

he’d still lecture you but noticeably less than the other students

if your feet were resting on top of a desk, he’d ask you to move them and then leave you alone rather than yell at you and forcibly move them himself

if you notice his behavior towards you in comparison to the other students do not tease him about it he will go as red as his eyes /hj

either way he’s confessing to you with a polite but exaggerated bow while holding out a well thought out letter with both hands

sayaka maizono

she will tell you

idk why but i feel like she’d be straight up lol

she’d make sure she’s sincere

she is the ultimate pop idol and all so she wants to make sure you know that she really does like you and isn’t playing a sick joke on you or anything

ok bc

while i do think she’d tell you

i’d feel like she’d be a little indirect just to see how you feel

like she’d give you a free ticket to one of her upcoming concerts with a kind smile

and naturally, you're like :o

and of course you come to support her

and seeing you smile at her from the crowd and cheer her on was the encouragement she needed to push her to ask you out

for real this time

she asks if you wanna come to a concert with her and ur like “oh yeah i love ur shows!!” bc ur dumb and then she’s like “no i mean.. for another artist” and eventually it hits you that she’s asking you out and ur like “oH YEAH YEAH SURE THAT SOUNDS GREAT YEAH OK” LMFAOO

———

i really hope that this is good LMFAOO this is my first time writing for dr so 😃👍🏾

fun fact i finished toko’s section first and taka’s last 😁😁

and i’d like to thank @mius-imagination @bloodygir n the rest of the discord for helping me figure some of these characters out *simultaneously whips and nae naes*

bye ive been working on this for like weeks this took forever

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edit: here’s a deleted section bc i kept blanking for this character 😍

[moriiartist]

Hi! I'm not sure if you write yandere stuff, but if you do, could you possibly do, like a Yan!Grian x reader where the reader was like "kidnapped" by a different hermit as a joke but like, he does NOT take that as a joke lmao- Thank you and sorry for bothering you! Have a great day!

I DIED (IN YOUR ARMS TONIGHT)

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ PAIRING \ C!Grian x GN!Reader

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ SYNOPSIS \ It was your fault, for being so blind to the red flags, for allowing Grian’s unhealthy obsession for you to grow unchecked. And now? Now, you have to face the consequences.

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ WARNINGS \ Obsessive/possessive behavior, blood, implied/referenced murder

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ A/N \ Yes, anon, I indeed write yandere content! And, yandere Grian? Oh ho ho~ I'm feeding the simps today, boys!

Have you ever heard of a game called ‘chicken’?

There’s been a lot of different variations on it throughout the years, but in essence, they’re all pretty similar- two players are sent hurtling towards each other, and the first one to swerve away from imminent pain and destruction is deemed the loser. A ‘chicken’, if you will.

What do you think would happen if neither person had the good sense to turn away? What if they just collided with one another, bones snapping like matchsticks as their limbs tangled together and their bodies crumpled under the kinetic force? 

Do you think that they would care about their own demise? Or do you, perhaps, think that they would revel in the pain? In the pride of winning their own sick prize?

You had never thought much about the dilemma of the entire situation if you were gonna be honest. I mean- it is a children’s game, a dumb party trick designed to strike the fear of death into a youth that has never had to face their own mortality. 

Ironic, considering that the last few years of your life have been spent running headlong into your own worst nightmare.

Despite his best efforts, it was well-known that Grian was far from subtle when it came to his feelings. He was, quite honestly, a terrible liar, stumbling over his words as his voice jumped an entire octave from nervousness alone. He was chaotic and a magnet for trouble, and persistent as all get-out, but he was your best friend.

Maybe that was why you were blind to the red flags, the dark, possessive gleam in his eyes when he looked at you. The way he would try to get you to cancel out on plans with your other friends to go hang out with him instead, or the way that you were accustomed to waking up to find him making breakfast for you in your base, the perfect picture of domesticity if it weren’t for the fact that you were only friends.

Friends.

The word tasted bitter on your tongue now.

It was only meant to be a prank, originally, when Impulse had convinced you to skip out on Grian for one of his daily check-ins. Your fellow Hermit had told his plan to you with a hushed tone, mischief dancing in his eyes as he explained what he wanted you to do. 

Naturally, you were immediately onboard- You did hang around Grian all the time, it would be absurd if you hadn’t picked up on at least a little bit of his chaos-causing ways. Besides, you didn’t see the harm in going along with it. Consider making him sweat for an hour or two penance for whenever he had strong-armed you into dipping on your other friends countless times before.

You wished you had thought your decision through a little bit more. Maybe you could’ve prevented this whole mess. Maybe less blood- no blood at all was too much to ask for, you know that now- would’ve been spilled.

This is your fault.

This is all your fault.

The tears staining your cheeks have long since dried, the leftover saline sticking to your skin uncomfortably as you sit, tucked away deep in the annals of Impulse’s industrial base. You had always been a little jealous of the eye that the builder had for architecture, but now you were only thankful for the multitude of hiding spots it allowed you as Grian tore through the build like a man possessed.

Maybe he was. The avian wasn’t acting like the same person, the same best friend that you had known for so long.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are.”

Grian’s soft call send tremors wracking through your body, blood chilling as you raised one shaky hand to press against your mouth. You whimpered softly, trying to contain your terror as you tracked the subtle sounds of his movement throughout the base.

You had holed up behind a thin patch of wall that Impulse had yet to fortify fully (not that he was ever going to get the chance to), replacing the material behind you as carefully as you could in your rush to hide.

The sound of Grian’s sword plunging through the brunette builder’s stomach kept replaying in your head over and over again without end, Impulse’s choked off gasp before his body crashed to the floor filling your view whenever you closed your eyes.

“Aren’t you tired? C’mon, mobs’ll be spawning soon,” you heard Grian say once more, his tone deceptively light and conversational as it drew nearer with every step of his bloodstained boots. It would’ve fooled you if you hadn’t seen the manic light in his face as he cut one of his fellow Hermits down, satisfaction drawing the corners of his lips up in a grin at the loss of life.

You flinched as something scraped across the wall directly in front of your face, a sound like a hard point being dragged across the material filling the small space you were curled up in. Choking back a gasp, your eyes blindly darted towards where the noise originated, desperately trying to track the blonde’s movements through hearing alone.

“I’m sorry if I scared you,” he murmured, voice dipping into something softer as though he actually felt upset. “I wasn’t planning on you being there when I had to take care of him, honestly. He was just- just getting too close, is all! I’m sure you understand?”

No, no you didn’t. His rambling speech felt foreign, the words jumbling up in your mind like alphabet soup. You wished that this had been some horrible nightmare instead of what you knew it was, was the ache in your legs from holding your position for so long proved- this was reality.

You shifted in position and hissed involuntarily as your muscles screamed in protest. Realizing what you had done, you froze, jaw snapping shut with an audible click as you raised your eyes to where all sound had silenced outside.

You barely had time to release a gasp as light poured into your little hidey-hole and you were yanked out into the open air. For a brief moment, you were free of constriction, floating, before two arms were wrapping around you and cradling you to a toned chest, broad from hours of back-breaking work.

“There you are,” Grian breathed, an uncontrollable grin splitting his face. You desperately tried to pull away, only for his grip on you to tighten, enough so that you knew you would have bruises come the next day. “Oh, enough of that, now. Let’s get you home.”

As the coppery stench of his red sweater flooded your senses, a wave of helplessness washed over you.

You were never getting out of this, were you?

[jenoismydad]

2 + 3 = You In Me

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Pairing: Tutor!Jaemin x Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut (pwp), Slight Angst, College AU

Words: 4.6k+

Warnings: 18+ content. Unprotected sex.

Synopsis: He agrees to tutor you and you end up becoming good friends even though you both so clearly want to be more. What happens when you let you bodies talk for you?

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Jaemin was coming over to help you prepare for a test. You had no clue how he'd agreed to assist you, but you were thankful nonetheless. Jaemin rarely ever studied with girls. Mostly because they were always hitting on him. But it seemed you were an exception. You wondered why but you figured it was because he was trying to make some extra money.

Yes, Jaemin made you pay him. He made everyone pay him so you didn't think too much of it. From what you'd heard, his methods never failed to prove effective. You hoped he could help you study well enough to pass this test. After all, a majority of your grade depended on it.

You'd spent a good amount of your time trying to prepare a nice study space for you both to sit at in your apartment. So far you'd only managed to clean your coffee table and place two cushions for seats at its feet.

Jaemin would be here any minute. You rushed to get everything you'd need for the day, wanting to keep it all ready so that you wouldn't have to interrupt the study session. Your bell rang not soon after. He was here on time.

Opening the door, you welcomed him with a smile. He nodded and entered without a word. Black track pants and a plain white shirt. Jaemin hadn't made much of an effort to dress to impress. He ventured into your dorm, looking around the place silently.

That's when he came across your makeshift study zone. He pointed at it and looked at you.

"We're studying here," he asked, placing his hands in his pockets. He sounded a tad bit dejected. Your eyes widened slightly in panic. Was he not comfortable with sitting on the floor? "Yeah, I figured. Is there a problem," you asked, fearing the worst for no reason. Jaemin shook his head. "Nope, I just thought we were gonna sit in your room. That's where most of the girls take me anyways," he revealed, flashing you a small grin. You immediately felt at ease.

"My room's kind of a mess at the moment," you admitted, joining him near your couch. He took a seat on the floor, placing the cushion behind his back instead. He cleaned his black-rimmed glasses and patted the space next to himself. "Let's get started."

Jaemin was a pro at breaking down the complex concept so that your pea-sized brain could understand it to the fullest. The only drawback with that method was that it took much longer than you'd like it to. Two hours later you'd only finished one of the chapters that would be coming for the test. You still had four more to go.

"Fuck it's already three o'clock," you complained, falling dramatically on the coffee table. Jaemin flipped his pen in his fingers and stretched his body with a yawn. "I don't mind staying overtime," he joked. He'd made a lot of humoring comments during your time with him. The last you'd heard, he tended to be quite serious, never straying from his purpose. Not that you minded or anything, but Jaemin wasn't really meeting the expectations everyone had set for him in your mind. Maybe they were just trying to intimidate you.

"Don't you have to study too," you asked, turning your head to glance at him. He looked at you and shook his head. "I already studied beforehand. Plus, this test's gonna be super easy. You pass it with a breeze," he admitted. As relieving as that sounded, you didn't wanna take any chances. What if he flunked the test because he didn't revise or something. You really didn't want to be the person he blamed when that happened.

"You don't have to stay for my sake. You can go home if you want to. I think I can manage on my own now." you flipped through the pages of your coursebook, sighing in despair. It was a lot to go through. At least you still had half the day left.

Jaemin folded his arms. "Don't worry about me y/n. Not to undermine you, but I don't think you can get through all of this by yourself. I mean, you barely managed to understand the basics. All those chapters just branch off from this one and get increasingly tough to learn."

If this was him trying to convince you to let him stay then it sure as hell was working. You groaned and sat back up. "You promise you won't fail the test because of me then?" Jaemin chuckled. "Of course not. I'll pass with flying colors."

So you resumed studying. Jaemin was right. What he taught you next was more confusing than the first chapter you'd covered. You regretted not paying attention during your lectures. Jaemin never got impatient with you. In fact, he took ample time to make sure you understood everything he explained to you. He was very thorough and you appreciated that. However the more knowledge you absorbed, the more exhausted you felt. It got to the point where you felt like you couldn't study any further. Jaemin then suggested that you take a small break. You couldn't have agreed faster.

"Once we're done you should go through the practice questions that I emailed you," Jaemin reminded, taking a sip of the soda you'd offered him. You gave him a thumbs up and fell on the ground. "You're a lifesaver Na Jaemin."

Jaemin chuckled and turned to you. "I'm guessing it's not just math that you're having a problem with."

You raised your head and narrowed your eyes at him. "Nicely deduced."

"We can get together to study together for your other subjects if you don't mind. No need to pay me either," he offered.

You furrowed your brows. "Jaemin the longer you spend teaching me the dumber you're gonna get."

He brushed you off. "I'm pretty sure it doesn't work like that."

"You never know, and besides, after today you should know that it's gonna take five hundred years to clear all my concepts. Do you even have that kind of time?"

Jaemin tilted his soda can at you. "You'd be surprised at how much free time I have on my hands."

You smiled. "Wait so you're actually agreed to be my personal tutor."

Jaemin rolled his eyes amusedly. "It was my proposition but yes. I wouldn't be your personal tutor though. Just a study partner."

You sat up and leaned back. "So like, studying in the library after class and stuff like that?"

He nodded. "If the library's closed we can come here or I can take you to my place."

You pursed your lips, considering his deal. But something paused your train of thoughts. "Wait a minute. Why are you asking me this all of a sudden? You hardly seem like the type of guy who'd study with someone else."

Jaemin downed his drink, wincing at the fizziness that clawed at his throat. "I've had fun studying with you so far. Like, you're genuinely dumb, unlike some other people I tutor who just pretend to be dumb so they can spend a few hours with me."

You raised a brow. Had he just called you dumb? "I'll try not to take offense, thank you very much."

Jaemin apologized with a laugh.

"Does it make you feel smarter in some type of way," you asked? Jaemin hummed in response. "It kinda does now that you mention it. But I also feel like it would help me revise and clear my own concepts at the same time."

That made sense. "Damn, and here I was thinking you wanted to do this cause you were interested in me."

Jaemin's eyes widened. You raised your hands in defense. "It's just a joke. Don't take it seriously," you assured. Jaemin relaxed at that.

"Let's get started again. We're almost halfway there," he said, changing the topic. You agreed and sat beside him again, pen in hand, ready to go.

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You walked out of your lecture with a bright smile on your face and headed straight to the library. Sure enough, Jaemin was already sitting there, waiting for you patiently. You sent him a small wave and skipped over to him. Handing him your graded test paper, you watched excitedly as his eyes lit up.

"Oh my god. You passed!"

You squealed and sat next to him, placing your bag near your feet. Jaemin smiled up at you. "This is such a good score," he added, glad that he'd been able to help.

"Henceforth we're studying together for every single test. I don't care if you're sick or at a friend's house."

Jaemin laughed and nodded. "Sure thing. If it means seeing you this happy then I'm down."

You froze at his words, glancing towards him. He clearly didn't seem to realize what he'd just said. Maybe you'd heard wrong. It was possible. After all, he was whispering. You didn't exactly have the best track record when it came to listening anyways. Concluding that you were mistaken, you pulled out your books and got to finishing up your assignments.

A few hours later Jaemin and you exited the library. You both usually parted ways since your dorms were in the opposite direction. However today, Jaemin followed behind you.

"What are you doing," you asked when he jogged up next to you. "We should celebrate your achievement today," he suggested. That sounded nice. "Okay then, what do you propose we should do?"

Jaemin pondered on your question. "Let's go to the cafe. I'll buy you coffee and anything else you want."

Coffee was perfect. You nodded and agreed. Jaemin grinned and led you to a small cafe that was just a little outside campus.

You both entered the small shop, the tantalizing scent of coffee hitting your senses immediately. Even though it was almost lunchtime, the cafe was brimming with multitudes of students. Luckily, the queue was short.

"Go find us somewhere nice to sit. I'll buy us some drinks," Jaemin said, pulling out his phone. Before you left, you let him know what you'd like.

Venturing to the back of the cafe, you found a secluded booth for two. It faced a large window, one that gave a fantastic view of the campus. You took a seat and placed your bag next to you. After a couple minutes of waiting, Jaemin emerged with your drinks in hand. He handed you yours before sitting down.

"Iced Americano? I see you're into the classics," you chimed, deciding to spark up a conversation. Jaemin took a sip of his drink. "Simple is the best after all."

Of course, it was. "Hey Jaemin," you started, setting your drink down on the table. He hummed. "Do you wanna come over later today," you asked. Jaemin furrowed his brows. "But we already finished studying."

You shook your head. "Not to study. Let's hang out, maybe watch a movie or something like that."

He seemed a bit taken aback, but nothing too alarming. It was just that you two never really did anything other than study together. Sure enough, you'd become close because of it. But you figured as friends, there were other things you could engage in to pass the time.

"Let's do it. What time should I come over," Jaemin asked? "Does seven work for you? I'll order pizza, so you don't need to worry about dinner."

Jaemin nodded. "Seven works for me."

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As soon as the clock struck seven, there was a knock on your door. The ever punctual Jaemin would never be a second late. You let him in, eager to get your night started. He walked into your dorm and went straight to your room, plopping down on your bed as if it were his own.

You'd already been browsing on Netflix, wondering what genre he liked. It had never come up in conversation before so you didn't really know.

"What are we watching," he asked, scrolling through the options. You shrugged and joined him on your bed. "I'm not sure. I didn't know what you like," you admitted.

"I usually just watch whatever's in the top ten or 'new this week'," he shared. He stopped at a movie you would never have believed he'd be interested in.

"You wanna watch Yes Day," you asked in disbelief? Jaemin giggled and nodded innocently. "It looks super lame but I've already finished watching everything," he revealed. Here you were thinking you both would watch something more serious instead of a family movie. Instead of spending forty minutes trying to settle on one movie, you decided it best to just go with the first choice.

Jaemin started the movie and leaned back beside you. It was quiet between you both for the most part. You watched the movie in silence. It wasn't as entertaining as you'd thought it would be, but Jaemin seemed to be engrossed in it so you chose to say nothing and continued staring at the screen.

Halfway into the movie, Jaemin stifled a yawn and fell to the side, rubbing his eyes tiredly. He looked at you and pointed to the screen. "Are we gonna keep watching this?"

You let out a breath of relief and exited out of the movie once and for all. "If you didn't like it why'd you make me watch it," you complained, shutting your laptop. Jaemin sat up and crossed his legs. "I thought you were enjoying it. You even laughed at the funny parts."

You stuck your chin out. "You should know what my fake laugh sounds like by now Jaemin." He raised his hands in defense. "The only time I hear you laugh is when you realize you're doing something wrong."

You tsked. "That's called nervous laughter genius. You suck at interpreting emotions."

He hit you with a pillow softly. "Hey, stop making me out for a robot."

"You're the human embodiment of the AI," you joked, dodging the pillow he swung at you. Raising your hands in defense, you shielded yourself from him. "At least I said you're intelligent."

Jaemin paused his attacks. "You're lucky I think you're cute. I'll let you off the hook for now."

You had another one of those moments where you froze, wondering if the words that had come out of his mouth were true or not. He didn't whisper this time. You'd heard everything word for word. But you couldn't believe it.

"Did you just call me cute?"

Jaemin nodded, not seeming too surprised about it. "You aren't not cute," he added. Maybe you were misinterpreting the meaning behind it. Friends called friends cute. It was normal. That didn't mean that they liked each other, did it?

Noticing the conflict in your expression, Jaemin leaned forward and cleared his throat. "I didn't mean it in an 'I have a crush on you' type of way."

Something about that made your stomach churn. You felt uneasy all of a sudden. You wanted to be relieved, that he didn't think of you as more than a friend. But a part of you wished he felt otherwise. You didn't know why, it just did.

You chuckled awkwardly and faced him. "Yeah, of course, you didn't. I don't know why I thought that."

Jaemin hummed and rested his chin on his palm. "Maybe because you wanted it to be true."

"Huh?"

"Maybe you wanted me to tell you that I like you."

You didn't know what to say to that. So you just smiled awkwardly. "But you don't, do you?"

Jaemin grinned. "Do you want me to?"

"No! Of course not, why would I-"

"I'm just messing with you y/n. Don't worry, we're just friends," he assured, finding you getting alarmed quite amusing. You hit his shoulder. "Don't joke around like that. Who knows what might happen."

Jaemin's laughter died down. He met your gaze sombrely. You knew he wanted to say something, but he remained silent. His eyes traveled down to your lips for a moment. You sucked in a breath, suddenly feeling giddy. Jaemin looked back into your eyes, this time with a small smile. You didn't know what he was doing. You also didn't know if you liked it or not. Your mind said one thing and your body said another. Jaemin subtly licked his lips. You had no clue why the action had such a devastating effect on you.

Before you knew it, your lips were on his. Jaemin didn't seem surprised at all. In fact, he relaxed and snaked his arm around your waist, pulling your body onto his. He fell back on your mattress, bringing you on top of him. Straddling his lap, you placed your hands on either side of his head, kissing him with vigor. Jaemin groaned against your mouth, the sound sending warm shivers down your back. His lips were softer than you thought they'd be and he tasted faintly of coffee.

His hands slipped under your shirt, resting on your skin. His touch felt fiery hot. You rolled your hips over his lap impulsively, biting his both lip as a throaty groan left his mouth. He squeezed your waist and trailed his hands down to your ass.

Before things could escalate, however, your bell rang. You both stilled, separating from each other. When your eyes met, you scrambled off of him and sat at the edge of your bed, completely stunned. Jaemin rubbed his face and sat up as well, not really knowing what to say. The bell rang again, snapping you out of your daze. "I'll go get that," you muttered disorientedly, leaving Jaemin in your room. He nodded and stood up. "Actually, I'm gonna go," he said, leaving your room before you could say anything. You heard the door open and shut soon after. Your bell rang again.

You went to open your door. A delivery guy stood before you, hands empty with a confused look on his face. "The guy that just left took the pizza with him. He said that you'd pay for it." You couldn't believe it. Nonetheless, you paid the man and shut your door. What had just happened?

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A few days passed after the incident at your dorm. Jaemin hadn't called or texted you and in all honesty, you hadn't made an attempt to contact him. You felt too embarrassed to face him. After all, it was you who'd gone onto him. Even if he didn't push you away it wasn't like either of you had agreed to start making out. You were anxious because you knew you'd ruined your friendship with him.

A part of you missed him. You enjoyed spending time with him, even though all you did was study. Everything was so bleak now that he wasn't around to humor you.

You didn't want to regret whatever had happened that night. It was amazing. You just wished it hadn't ended the way it did. You should have understood that he indeed was joking. Instead, you mistook his prodding for sarcasm.

It made no sense for you to not speak to him. You wanted to make amends, figure out what had gone wrong. But you were scared he'd ignore you. That would just make you feel worse than you already did.

So you passed the days, wafting in your own misery. Pitying yourself as if the entire weight of the world had been thrown on your shoulders.

Little did you know that all it would take was another shitty test score for you to pick up your phone and call Jaemin.

"Help me study," you said as soon as he answered the call. Jaemin was silent on the other end. "Don't just listen to me. Say something," you begged. Your heart felt heavy. You heard him sigh. "I'd rather not y/n." You got goosebumps. "Jaemin, please. We can go to fucking library if that makes you feel better," you suggested, desperate for him to agree. After giving it some thought he finally answered you. "Okay fine. Tomorrow at three. But no longer than three hours."

He hung up, leaving you feeling a tad bit better. You looked forward to the next day. Hopefully, he wouldn't act indifferent to you.

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Jaemin sat in your usual spot at the library. He was on his phone, leg crossed over his lap leisurely. You walked up to him and took a seat beside him without a word. Seeing you had arrived, he put his phone away and turned to you. "What are we studying?"

You took out your books and opened them. "This."

Jaemin glanced over the material. No wonder you'd flunked your test. He sighed, placing the textbook between you two. Without wasting a second, he began tutoring you.

No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn't pay attention. You were too busy staring at his face, more specifically his lips. They way he'd lick them ever so often made butterflies soar in your stomach. He'd run his hand through his fluffy hair and adjust his glasses, letting your mind run wild. Jaemin didn't seem to notice your lack of focus. You figured he didn't really care. He kept glancing at his watch. It was like he was waiting for your time with him to come to an end.

Much to your dismay, eventually it did.

"I'll send you a picture of some practice material. You can use that to prepare better," he concluded, getting up from his seat. You quickly stuffed your books in your bag and ran after him.

"Jaemin wait!"

He paused. "What," he asked as he turned around. He sounded disinterested. "Can we talk," you asked? Jaemin sighed and shrugged. "What do you wanna talk about," he questioned, placing his hands in his pockets. "About what happened at my place last week."

Jaemin tensed up. "It was a mistake. I think we both understood that."

You shook your head. "I don't know Jaemin, I'm not sure I did."

He furrowed his brows. "What do you mean?"

"The more I thought about it the more I realized that I wouldn't have kissed you unless I wanted to. Not just that but you wouldn't have let it go so far if you thought it was wrong."

He seemed at a loss for words.

"When you called me cute, you did mean it in an 'I have a crush on you' type of way." You didn't need an answer for him to know you were correct.

"What are you trying to say y/n," he asked, sounding defeated.

"That I like you," you admitted. Jaemin's eyes widened. "And that you like me too," you added.

Jaemin bit his lip. "Okay, so then why were we acting like we hated each other for so long?"

You shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because you overthink everything and I'm a big pussy."

Jaemin chuckled and slung his arm around your shoulder. "I'm sorry about that babe."

You cringed at the nickname. "Don't 'babe' me. We're not dating. Not yet."

Jaemin rolled his eyes. "Does it really need to be that formal?"

You nodded adamantly. "Of course it does."

He sighed. "Fine. Will you go out with me y/n?"

You smiled and shook your head. "I'd rather not Jaemin."

"Yeah whatever," he said with a scoff, leading you outside.

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As soon as you were past your door Jaemin's lips were on yours in an instant. He pushed you against the wall, wrapping your legs around his waist. You held onto his shoulders, sighing into his mouth. "I missed you so fucking much," he muttered, stumbling to your room.

He dropped you on your bed and hovered over you, staring down at you somberly before kissing you again. His lips didn't stay on yours for too long, trailing down to your jaw and then your neck. You tugged at his shirt, urging him to take it off. When he did, you stared at his chiseled body in awe. "I didn't know you worked out."

Jaemin chuckled at your comment and pulled your own shirt off. He flicked the tiny bow on your bra with an amused grin. "This is cute."

You nudged his arm timidly. "I wasn't exactly preparing myself for this moment."

He said nothing further and latched his lips to your neck once again. Running your fingers through his hair, you craned your neck to the side to give him more access. He gently sucked on your skin, not too harsh that it would leave marks. You sighed and fiddled with the waistband of his sweatpants. "Do you want it off," he asked quietly, lips ghosting over yours. You nodded, biting your lip when he pushed his pants down.

His member came into sight, making your mouth water.

Taking your hand in his, he brought it to his cock. Your fingers wrapped around his girth instinctively. Jaemin suck in a breath as he made you stroke his length. His hand slipped past your panties, fingers toying with your clit. You gasped and spread your legs wider, loving the way his calloused fingertips felt. Tightening your grip around his cock, you jerked him off earnestly. In turn, Jaemin began rubbing quick circles into your sensitive bundle of nerves.

Letting go of his member, you hastily pushed your pants down your legs. Jaemin peeled your panties off of you, marveling at the sight of your glistening pussy. "Don't just stare," you complained, shutting your legs, "do something."

Jaemin wordlessly, spread your legs apart and settled down between your thighs. He glanced up at your through his lashes, asking for permission before licking a stripe up your folds. You pushed your hips against his mouth, eyes falling shut when he repeated the action. Holding onto your thighs, he nipped and sucked at your clit, groaning every time your bucked your hips into his face. You gripped onto his hair, tugging at his roots. Jaemin's fingers prodded at your slit, slowly entering your walls. He curled them up, making your arch your back in delight. It felt so good. He knew exactly what he was doing.

With his tongue skillfully moving over your clit and his fingers continuously pumping in and out of you, it didn't take long for you to feel a familiar knot in your stomach. You sat up, pulling his mouth off of your cunt. "I need you to fuck me now." Your voice was hushed, breathless because of how much you'd moaned. Jaemin's eyes had darkened considerably. He pushed you down on your back again and pressed his tip to your entrance.

Jaemin felt bigger than he looked. Not that you were complaining or anything, it just took a while to get used to. He made sure you were comfortable before slowly starting to pound into you.

You grabbed his arms as he fastened his pace, head falling back in ecstasy. Shallow breaths left his parted lips. "You feel so good," he muttered, burying his face in the crook of your neck. His breath was hot on your skin. You wrapped your arms around his neck, humming in response. You were close. Jaemin could tell.

Gripping onto your waist, he went faster, slamming his cock into you as he chased your highs. You cried out his name, squeezing your eyes shut. Your walls clenched tightly around his length, your orgasm crashing down on you intensely. Soon enough, he twitched inside you. His thighs stilled, hips snapping into you one last time before thick ropes of his cum shot into your walls. He let out a pleased groan, voice deep and raspy.

"That was amazing," you breathed, pushing your hair out of your face as Jaemin moved off of you. He smiled and tugged his pants back on, joining you under the covers. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." Jaemin pulled you into his side, letting you rest your head on his shoulder. You laughed to yourself. "What is it," Jaemin asked. You shook your head, looking at him. "To think this all started after you agreed to tutor me."

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