#i wish i had a soda rn

[gatorbites-imagines]

Kinktober day 22

Obito Uchiha + Oral fixation

Still haven’t ever finished Naruto, but I am obsessed with Obito anyways. I devoured an entire bag of potato chips as I wrote this. Not the longest, but I enjoyed it anyways.

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You should have known that Obito had a thing for having his mouth filled, or at least having something to curl his tongue around. With the way he always twirled dango sticks around his tongue, or would suckle his own fingers when you two were alone and he was deep in thought.

He wasn’t eh type to admit that he had any weaknesses, even if that weakness was the fact that he liked for his mouth to be kept busy. You didn’t even mind when he started sucking and licking at your fingers instead of his own, since it only caused problems when you actually needed your hand for anything. Obito didn’t whine, but he always looked sad when you took your fingers from him, so you got good at doing tasks with one hand.

In the beginning you had thought it was just hands, not even your hands specifically since you had caught him deepthroating his own fingers a couple of times when you had walked in on him pleasuring himself. Of course, that thought was quickly smacked out of you, or should you say sucked out of you?

When you two first got intimate, Obito seemed to hold himself back from doing something he really wanted. It took some coaxing on your part, telling him you wouldn’t be grossed out by anything he did, for Obito to finally do it.

You had thought it would be a lot worse when he ducked down and just attached his mouth to your pecs. It felt strange, in a way, since one half of his lips was natural skin, and the other had some scar tissue, but it wasn’t gross or anything.

Obito didn’t even seem to need you to do anything else as he just licked and sucked, not even seeming to care that it was your nipple when he just got to have his mouth on you. a certain calmness always fell over him when he got to just lay there and suck, lick and mouth at you, his lips rubbing against your skin with little plan in mind.

The first time you brought up cockwarming, Obito had frozen in the middle of what he was doing and just stared at you in complete silence. It made you think you might have said something wrong, that maybe you were the one who weirded him out and not the other way around.

That was until Obito went as far as to use kamui to get you two away from wherever you were, just to drop you into another much safer location, his gloved hands shaking as they shoved your pants down and groped at your cock.

Hed gone down on you many times before, with it being one of his favourite activities and all that, but this time Obito seemed so much hungrier and needy. A grimace flashed across your face from how hard he dropped to his knees, his mouth wrapping around you soft shaft before you could comment on it.

You were used to him immediately bobbing his head, his tongue swirling around and trying to taste every inch of skin. But this time Obito seemed to settle down, exhaling loudly out his nose and relaxing, leaning his weight against your legs and just, enjoying the fullness of his mouth.

Obito had been nice enough to bring you two somewhere you were able to sit down, your lover almost draping himself over your lap as he kept his mouth securely sealed around your base. The Uchiha almost purred when you ran a hand through his hair, his eyes fluttering for a moment before they finally fell shut, Obito seeming to float off somewhere else.

The aborted slow movements of his tongue got you hard, but Obito didn’t seem desperate to get you off. Instead, he just seemed like he wanted to stay there forever, and maybe he did. You knew his life was stressful and there were many plans even you didn’t know about, so you could only imagine it was nice to just be somewhere else, somewhere much more comfortable and softer.

The fact that you could give it to him, even if it was in a different way, made it worth it. It honestly became comfortable after a while, even if your balls ached and you could feel the insistent throbbing all the way up into your stomach. It made him happy and relaxed, and Obito was never the type to leave you hanging when he felt like he owed you.

so, who were you to stop him, even if the drool soaking into the seat was getting uncomfortable. You loved him enough to sit in drool for a while.

[deepseaspriteblog]

This week I have for you: fruity drink based kids (well, fruits and one root vegetable I guess). From left to right we have; strawberry milk, cherry cola, taro boba, blueberry ramune, banana shake, melon soda, appl juice, and lemon tea. It's actually pretty a pretty appropriate theme for me rn because a heat wave has been plaguing my area and I am in constant need of a refreshing drink. If you're interested, you can buy these from my ko-fi through the links below!

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[whohasfourthumbsand]

>//[ZTF]: Hypothetically, a friend which might suffer an accident later replaced your hydraulic fluid with SparkleCola. Please advise? It feels like that time I [Removed by SmartScreen Contextual Filter], but somehow more unpleasant.

+ Get a straw, sort it out.

+ No, but really, there's kits you can print for this; Siphon the tank, move whatever it is this hydraulic fluid was used to operate as little as possible, flush your hoses/tubes, and assess for damage. + Then, take the SparkleCola you siphoned and pour it into their coffee, bunk, boots, or D, all of the above.

[chaos-in-deepspace]

LADS Xavier: Cat Nap | SFW

Just a quick thing I wrote up before work because I'm brain rotting on cat men rn. Also Grammarly corrected this one so hopefully there's no typos but I'm already running late for work so I ain't got time so ENJOY.

Pairings: Xavier x Reader Warnings: Cat Xavier Fluff Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Xavier

The door to your apartment opened with the smallest click; the noise echoed through it, causing Xavier’s ears to twitch as they perked up. He had been lying contently on the couch, curled up with a pillow held against his chest while the sun bore down just right on him. He let out a yawn as he tried to peer over to the entryway, hearing the rustling of keys and your shoes as you took them off and put them over by the door. His tail swayed lazily behind him as he propped his chin on the armrest of the soda, just waiting to see your form coming around the corner.

The soft padding of your feet drew nearer until he could finally see you. He didn’t realize he had been tensed up when he heard the door, but it was apparent the moment his entire body became more relaxed as you slowly approached him. He wanted attention, and that was for sure, and you were always more than happy to give it to him.

“Are you really taking a nap again? Weren’t you asleep when I left for work earlier?” you asked with a laugh, running your hands through his hair. He was almost purring when your hand came into contact with one of his ears, your touch gentle as you scratched right behind it.

“I can’t help it; you turned me into a cat,” Xavier said, leaning up into your palm. While it was true that you accidentally turned him into a cat boy three days ago using a new evol wand that you got as a prize, he was still always taking naps. Nothing really had changed other than the fact that he wasn’t going to work until he was back to normal, which would depend on when the wand would finish being repaired, as it broke the moment you used it.

You laughed, pinching the tip of his ear, and he let out a gasp, ducking his head more into the cushions. His blue eyes watched your hand with keen interest, almost wondering if you’d be doing it again. His ears were sensitive, and you knew that. It was why you had so much fun playing with them in the first place. “Really, again?” Xavier mumbled. He could see as you slowly came around to the other side of the sofa, sitting down on it and relaxing into the cushions.

Xavier didn’t even bother asking as he got closer to you and placed his head right onto your lap. His ears twitched as he looked at you, waiting for you to pet him. A small laugh escaped you as you went back to playing with his hair, your nails scratching gently on his scalp. This time, a nice, subtle purr came from his chest as he melted into your touch, savoring every moment of it.

“You know, I think in another life, you were a cat.” You mentioned noticing just how content he was despite the current situation. He really was just a sleepy cat who was always wanting your attention. Just the other night, he had been rubbing up against you until you finally gave him and cuddled with him. He was adorable, and you almost wished the wand would never be fixed so you could keep this version of Xavier forever.

Xavier grabbed your wrist and placed the palm of your hand against his cheek, nuzzling into it as he closed his eyes. You watched his nose wiggle a bit as he sniffed your scent; the faint floral smell invaded his senses, the same perfume that Tara had accidentally gotten on you earlier that day. “I like this smell.” He murmured, licking right on your wrist.

“I wish I could tell you what it was.” You laughed, “Tara was trying to spray herself, but the nuzzle was pointed at me. I used my arms to block my face, and it got all over them.” This got a laugh from Xavier as he continued to lick at your wrist. A small shiver went down your spine at the odd sensation. His tongue wasn’t dry like a cat, so it was still a bit slimy and left a wet trail over the skin there.

“Having fun?” you finally asked after a moment. His eyes finally opened and flicked over to you. You then watched as he gently nipped at your wrist just enough to have you flinching back, “Ow, Xayxay…” you said, the ending of his nickname coming out as a whine, “Did you really have to bite me?”

“I’m just a cat; what do you want from me.” He had a small pout on his lips and you could see the way his tail was swaying happily behind him. You shook your head and adjusted yourself; Xavier let out a small whine at your new position, trying to get comfortable again.

“You know, we could just cuddle in bed. I wouldn’t mind a nap after work.” You said, looking at the clock. It was only three in the afternoon since you had to go into the office extremely early. It was nice to get off at a normal, human hour instead of late at night after fighting wanderers all day.

Xavier didn’t bother responding. Instead, his hand was seeking out your own again. You moved it out of his reach, and you watched him go for it again. His new quirks were always amusing, and you were wondering briefly just how cat-like he could get. If he’d be like this for another day, perhaps you’d invest in a laser point. You let him take your hand again, and he kissed your palm, his ears flat against his head as he looked at you with a pleading expression.

“Lay down here with me.” He said, his tone almost coming out a little whiny. You sighed as you adjusted again, getting him off your lap as you lay down. His head found your chest where he relaxed, his arms around your torso like you were a giant plushie, “This is better…”

“Alright, but we’re only napping for a little. We still need to get dinner ready.” You reminded him, but you were only met with the gentle sound of his snoring as he passed out on you.

[inkdrinkerworld]

hey fawn! i’ve been having the worst month tbh i have so much academic stress and on top of that my mom had surgery for her cancer and it didn’t fully go away and family is bad and im just having some crazy issues rn. how i wish i could have a hug from remus tbh

Oh I’m sorry to hear about your mom angel! Cancer’s the worst but I hope it goes away with the treatments

"Sit down, dove." Remus' tone is soft as he guides you to the settee. You'd been holed up in the library all day when he got home from his own classes and he came to find you instantly.

"I'm not finished, Rem. I still have so much to do." He shakes his head, dropping a kiss to your head before heading into the kitchen.

Remus doesn't leave you alone for more than five minutes, and when he gets back it's with a host of things for you.

On a tray he has a turkey sandwich with crisps inside, a combination he doesn't favor himself, but one you adore; a cold soda, and a little bar of chocolate.

All of your favourites.

Tears pool in your eyes, and you open your arms to Remus. He sets everything down with a sad murmur of your name.

"It's okay, baby." he whispers, lips to the crown of your head as you bury your face in his chest to cry. "We'll get through it together."

You sniffle, a hiccup in your breath as you try to quell your tears. "I'm sorry for getting your shirt messy."

Remus shakes his head, "Get it as dirty as you need, precious girl. I'm here for you, yeah?"

It brings about another round of tears, but Remus knows these tears are different than the ones before. They're of relief- relief of not having to bear all of this alone.

"Yeah," you croak, allowing Remus to lift your face and kiss your eyes. He doesn't force you to eat right away, instead, Remus rocks you both on the settee, kisses your face and when you're ready, he opens your soda and you take long sips before even thinking of touching your sandwich.

All the while, your head is on his shoulder and his kisses remain endless.

[buzzybeexoxo]

Curtis brothers headcanons because it's raining,, so hard rn 😭

Darry

-In my heart and SOUL this man is afraid of lightning. He can't sleep when it's thundering real hard, but lowkey would never say anything about it because he's supposed to be the mature one. Being scared if thunder is for children

-Anyways Soda and Pony have mastered subtly helping, a hand around the shoulder, talking a little softer yk yk

-They used to make forts when they were kids out of blankets and all because you can't be scared in a blankie fort 🥺

-Bro is genuinely so ashamed of it too, like, should've grown out of this 😒 kinda attitude

Sodapop

-He lovesss the rain

-just looking out at the rain, the sound of it, the smell of the asphalt after it rains

-He just sits on the porch watching the rain sometimes, used to play in it when younger

-I wish I had more I love this boy

Ponyboy

-He hates the rain but isn't scared of it

-I mean what do you expect he's the #1 hater

-it messes up his hair he works so hard on, dude, how dare

-He does like reading when it rains though

-the main person to help build forts, he's crazy good at it

Anyways if these are ooc explode /j

I'm being silly but pleaseee 😭

[claritys-silly-things]

Something something Sunday, something something headcanon post

- Ponyboy loves mint chocolate chip ice cream, but dally hates it. He claims it tastes like toothpaste and every time he says this, the group has to hold pony back from attacking the guy (fair)

- (modern) Someone show the curtis brothers Steven universe sobs

- The curtis brothers have dimples and smile lines and other facial things. like Darry has crows feet and pony has worry lines on his forehead because I think it’s cool and I have those even though I am like. Young.

- What if Dallas had an older brother or someone that’s like how he is to Johnny but to Dallas and that person died and then his mom died and he hated his dad and had no reason to stay in New York so he left

- I just painted my nails with random ass old nail polish I found and every nail is a different color and I think that’s something cherry would do

- Pony, soda, and twobit are all double jointed in different areas of their body and they’ll just do shit to creep the rest of the guys out, especially dally and darry

- Dally is fine with gore n shit irl but cant handle weird body contorsions

- Johnny will randomly say the most horrifying things like “doesn’t everyone wish they could go to sleep and not wake up” and it just traumatizes ponyboy. Twobit is also like this but a bit more goofy. Pony ends up doing the same thing post-book but says it to sound like it’s a joke like two bit and when people tell him to stop he’s like “it’s true tho🧍🏽‍♂️”

- Since dally is so pale, he gets “red” so goddamn easily but he looks more pink. Every time he feels too much of any emotion, he’s pink. If it’s too hot he’s pink. Two bit makes fun of him for this and has been punched in the face at least twice for it. Pony is the same but that mf turns like BRIGHT red

- One sided dalbit bc Dallas is fucking aromantic but it’s funny for giggles and shits cuz twobitch just keeps embarrassing himself trying to flirt (vox and alastor core) (someone make a fic about this cries sobs)

- (Modern perchance) Pony is in like advanced classes n shit but fucking hates it. He’s still good at it and will cry if he gets a bad grade, but he doesn’t like it

- (Modern) Pony fucking hates Miguel O’Hara and is absolutely positively disgusted bc like half his friends simp so hard over that man (may or may not be based on me) (it is)

- two bit unironically believes so many conspiracy theories and spreads it to pony and Johnny

- I randomly made mozzarella sticks rn on a whim and soda would 100% impulse make food all the time and just figure out the recipe himself. It’s usually decent.

- Pony loves back to school season but hates actually going back. Like he likes the idea of going back to school and getting new school supplies, but within like, two days, he hates all his classes besides English

- Soda will burst out singing out a lot no matter where he is. Even at night. You can’t stop him (me)

- Rip sodapop you would’ve LOVED musical theater sobs

[heavenlycloud]

arachnophobia~ spiderman au  kim minji x fem! reader

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authors note: i wrote this for @tzuyuscloud months ago for their birthday and never got around to posting it. i don't plan on writing for nwjns in the future tho, this was just a special request for a friend!

p.s. im sick rn and running on soda, pancakes, and cough syrup so i hope this makes sense cuz im a lil hopped up on stuff rn

tw// swearing, blood, violence

the clock tower across campus struck loudly across campus, indicating the top of the hour. you rolled your eyes at the sound and wished they’d only use it during daylight hours instead of when everyone was trying to sleep. diverting your attention back to your laptop, you added a few more sentences to the Literature paper you were writing before closing the top. it was deep into the night so you quickly washed up and changed into pajamas before heading off to bed since you had a morning class. an hour must have passed when you jumped upon hearing a loud thud followed by a crash of items clattering to the floor in the room nearest yours. quickly, you sprang up and tried to open your roommate’s door which was locked from the other side. for a moment it was silent which only made you frantically jiggle the doorknob harder in an attempt to help the girl on the other side. loudly, you called out, “minji?! are you good bro?” from the other side of the door you could hear her cussing rapidly in english and korean in a hushed whisper. after a moment she called out, voice slightly strained, “yeah uh i’m fine. i just knocked over some stuff on my nightstand. i’m fine though you can leave.” you furrowed your brows in confusion before awkwardly answering, “uh.. um okay yeah. goodnight, i’ll see you in class tomorrow morning.”  right when you settled into bed you thought aloud to yourself, “what nightstand? we don’t even have those in our rooms?” however, you didn’t let yourself think too much of it and shrugged off the thought so you could go back to sleep. 

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the next morning you woke up and got dressed for class as you normally did but this morning minji wasn’t getting ready with you. instead of thinking too much of it, you told yourself she was probably sleeping in a few minutes longer. nine o’ clock rolled around and minji was still nowhere to be found so you went to her door and banged on it, LOUDLY. when there was still no answer you called out, “minji- bro come on we have our literature exam today! lets go!” for nearly two minutes you were calling out to her before you had to leave. minji wasn’t one to skip class so you just stuck with thinking maybe she got an earlier start and was already in class. the walk to the lecture hall was quieter than normal without minji by your side. your roommate’s daily spiel of gossip that she’d overheard from classmates was dearly missed at this early hour. the second you walked into your lecture hall, one of your other classmates, haewon, waved you over. she groaned and put down the book she was skimming in her hand, “god i can’t wait for this lesson to be over.” she pushed the text away from her in disgust, and you laughed, “well we have the exam today, and the paper due next class so it’ll be over soon!” she looked past you a bit then asked, “wait where’s minji?” you craned your neck and squinted to try and see if she was in the large lecture hall but she still hadn’t shown. with a shrug you responded, “i don’t know. i thought she was already here but i guess not.” haewon pulled out her phone and frowned, “she hasn’t texted me either…” before the two of you could do anything else, your professor entered the classroom with a thick packet of exams. your stomach wound itself into knots at the realization that minji would be missing this exam. she had already missed class six times this semester, so this absence would be the one to make a failing grade for the semester. when your professor got to your row with the exams in hand, she looked at the empty seat next to you with a face of disapproval. you awkwardly gave a weak smile and passed the packets down your row before starting on your own test. 

half an hour passed leaving 45 minutes left in the class before you all had to leave. from the looks of your other classmates, this exam was a tough one. beside you, haewon was sound asleep with her exam under her arms. you looked up at the door when you heard rushed footsteps and labored breathing, followed by the door closing. minji rushed up to her seat and sat down, not sparing a second to catch her breath before starting her exam. her appearance was slightly more dishevled than she’d normally deem acceptable but you remained silent. for the rest of the exam period you worked on the test trying to match paces with haewon and minji so that the two of you could leave together at the end. despite arriving thirty minutes late for class, minji managed to complete her exam in fifteen minutes, before you and haewon. not even a minute after the three of you exited the classroom you demanded, “bro, where the hell were you this morning?” haewon agreed and added on, “yeah and why are you dressed like adam sandler?” the two of you onced over the oversized t shirt and baggy basketball shorts that she sported with a pair of sneakers you’d never seen before. you wrinkled your nose and added, “and why do you smell like a burnt gas station?” 

minji shrugged off your questions as nonchalantly as she could, “there was an emergency at HQ and they called me in to help-” you cut her off, “wouldn’t they just call someone else? you don’t even work there?” minji’s cheeks flushed at the realization that you had a point and she quickly explained, “it was one of those ‘all hands on deck’ things. i was available to help so i did. anyways, i was tired so i stayed with a friend who lived nearby, and i had to borrow some clothes. and i was fixing hanni’s car again, it stopped on the side of the road because she forgot to fill it with gas, it’s not a big deal.” you pretended to be unbothered by the remark but something about the slight limp she had and bruises on her legs made your stomach wind into knots. when you looked back up at her face she caught your eyes lingering on her shins with a slightly uneasy stare. nervously she laughed, “lets go to JavaBean before our next class, my treat.” haewon was already linking arms with you and tugging you along, happily murmuring, “i love that she has that new internship with Samsung. i don’t have to pay for stuff anymore because she keeps treating us.” 

haewon turned her phone around and showed you and minji the screen, “did you all see this? that spiderperson stopped a bunch of people from robbing a bank downtown last night! they released the footage this morning.” you watched as the masked assailents attempted to take on the local hero all at once. from the corner of your eye you could see minji shifting uncomfortably in her seat as she watched the video. you looked at her and asked, “isn’t this place right by the samsung building you were at last night? and the footage says it happened around the time you were out. did you see anything?” minji’s eyes widened and she looked down at her iced latte, “no i was inside the building working. we heard the sirens but i didn’t see anything besides police cars up from the windows on my floor.” haewon pouted and said, “damn i wish you’d seen something. i wanna know who this hero is- they’re kinda hot.” you and minji choked on your iced coffees and you laughed, “they wear a mask, you don’t even know if they’re actually hot.” haewon explained, “i mean the act of kicking ass in a spandex suit is hot. but i wouldn’t be surprised if they were good looking too. i’ve seen movies.” minji laughed and shook her head before you turned your attention back to the video. you noticed the way the hero crumpled to the ground when one of the robbers kicked their left knee, coincidentally the same one minji had been babying all day. 

at the end of the school day you found minji in the main room of your shared apartment with her laptop over her lap, and chemistry papers scattered around the coffee table. the second she noticed your presence she slammed her laptop closed and scrambled to gather her papers and tuck them away. you furrowed your brows and awkwardly laughed, “why are you acting like a 12 year old getting caught on a 18+ website?” minji’s face was flushed red with panic and she tried to play it off, “just some uh…classified work stuff that’s all?” you pointed to her laptop, “and you’re doing highly classified work on a school laptop connected to public wifi?” minji rolled her eyes and shoved her computer into her backpack without a response, clearly having gotten caught in her lie. your gaze shifted to her legs where she now wore a pair of sweatpants, your sweatpants to be specific. her long sleeved t shirt rode up on one of her arms and your stomach formed a pit when you noticed small scratches and bruises along her skin. 

“what happened?” you asked, motioning to her arms with a curious but stern glance. minji quickly tugged her sleeve down and murmured, “nothing, don’t worry about it.” for a moment you almost let it go but decided otherwise knowing whatever was happening would continue if you didn’t try to help. you insisted, “no. you need to tell me what the hell is going on.” minji gave you a confused look and you persisted, “this whole thing where you’re disappearing late at night and not coming home? you keep blowing me and haewon off, not to mention that girl hanni came here the other night in tears thinking something happened to you because you hadn’t answered her calls in a week. why the hell do you keep coming back beat up and bruised?!” minji felt her face heat up and she immediately responded much more defensively than before, “i said don’t worry about it.” she got up and pushed past you before slamming her door, shaking the entire apartment with the force. 

for hours you tried to rationalize why minji was suddenly keeping so many secrets from you. what the hell was so secretive about a technology company internship, and why was it that she was only working on projects at night? the more you thought about the whole thing the more stuff started to make less sense. two weeks passed and you noticed minji coming in and out of your dorm at late hours, or just not coming home at all even more. although it wasn’t unusual for her to disappear during the night but you brushed it off knowing that she had that high demand, super prestigious Samsung internship. your suspicions only started to rise further when her bruises and bumps were too noticeable to hide. minji was more closed off towards you and all of your friends and you just missed your roommate, the dork with a 9:30 bedtime, a hermit crab collection, and a love for harry potter. so naturally you decided that you were going to figure out where she was constantly disappearing to since she wouldn’t ever give you a direct answer. 

minji left your apartment around 9:00 pm with the excuse of going out to meet a friend for the night, and potentially spending the night. you opened the find my iphone app on your home screen and opened it to see where minji really was. sure enough she was not at a friends house and actually in some old warehouse downtown. you followed the gps to the location and mumbled quietly to haewon who was on facetime, “what would she even be doing over there?” haewon shrugged and answered, “maybe she knows someone in there, you know that place is full of squatters.” you rolled your eyes and said, “she only talks to four people including us and her uncle. i’m not close with that hanni girl she’s friends with but i don’t think she squats in an old metal factory. but i’m here so i’m gonna hang up.” haewon told you firmly, “okay but if anything happens you need to leave okay?” you nodded and hung up before tucking your phone into your pocket. 

there was nearly no light inside of the old factory, just a few yellowed bulbs illuminating a few feet ahead of you. broken windows offered rays of moonlight to pool where the bulbs couldn’t, making it only a bit brighter. you pulled your black hood over your head and tucked yourself into a dark corner of the factory just to see if minji was actually there. a group of burly men were huddled together around the center of the floor, taunting a smaller figure between all of them. when one of them moved you saw the familiar carnelian red and navy blue spider suit peeked from the middle. you gasped and felt your heart sink as the men tormented the hero who was already in bad shape. instead of staying you looked at your phone to see that minji’s location was now somewhere else in the city. despite wanting to stay and possibly help the young hero, you knew that it was safer for you to sneak out the way you came in. quickly, you hustled down a flight of stairs and slipped out one of the broken walls into a dark alleyway that would lead to a main street after a few blocks. as you walked down the street you turned back when you heard a blood curdling scream, it sounded all too familiar but you turned back and listened to haewon’s advice, hoping to the heavens above the person screaming wasn’t your best friend. 

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walking alone at night in this sketchy part of town wasn’t ideal but public transit wasn’t running at this hour and you weren’t paying for an uber because it wasn’t cheap. you could feel a pair of eyes on you despite nobody being around so you quickend your steps. just as you were about to break into a run a man jumped out from the darkness and blocked your path. there was a sinister smile on his face as he asked, “what’s a pretty thing like you doing out alone at this hour?” you swallowed your fear and stood your ground best you could, “going home. now, excuse me.” you tried to slip by him and the wall just for him to pin your body against it, causing your breath to hitch in your throat. 

the man’s face was inches from yours, his breath smelled of cigarettes and alcohol as it ghosted your lips when he smiled, “what’re you doin sweetpea?” you looked him dead in the eye and kept a stoic face before jamming your knee upwards, hitting him straight in the groin. he stumbled back and staggered onto the ground and you looked over him before kicking him in the same spot, adding one hard stomp after just for good measure. you then took off running, hearing him suddenly yelp you turned around to see the local hero in the spider suit shooting webs at him, sticking him to the alley wall. your eyes met the hero and you heard them yell, “run Y/N!” you didn’t even waste another second before you ran all the way back to your apartment, locking the doors behind you and barracading the door. it was after you took a shower and changed into your pajamas that you realized the masked hero said your name, and suddenly it all clicked. to test your theory, you needed solid, undeniable proof that your roommate was not who she said she was. 

you peeked into minji’s room through the cracked open door she had and you smiled seeing her window was in fact open. that’s definitely how she was getting in and out of your apartment every night without opening the front door. without wasting a second you pulled the window closed and locked it as tight as you could with a satisfied grin on your face. all you had to do now was wait for minji to get back home. 

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hours passed and after one long and surprisingly painful mission, minji was finally rushing back to your shared apartment. she sprinted across the grassy quad as quickly as she could, praying that nobody was going to be outside at this time of night. she frantically attempted to use her web shooters to swing up into the trees, her usual and most secretive way of getting around. however, after the fights she had last night and tonight, she knew it was a long shot. the teenage superhero smiled when she heard a familiar click, but it fell when her web shooters released a thin, miniscule amount of webs that wasn’t even the size of her arm. she cursed under her breath knowing she’d had to fix that before going to sleep, but all she wanted now was to get back into her room. finally she got to her dorm and looked up at her window which sat on the fourth floor of the dorm building you both were assigned to. she began climbing up, wincing as pain seared through her entire body but specifically on her abdomen where a nasty gash was still leaking blood. 

a feeling of dread washed over her when she realized her window was both closed and locked which she never did. she will admit she’d been out of it recently, forgetting to do some school assignments, showing up to club meetings, and she’d even screwed up on tonight’s mission resulting in the bloody wound on her side. the feeling of dread was replaced with panic when she heard a couple of students walking a short distance away. there were only a few seconds to spare before she was spotted so she scanned the floor to see if any windows were open. she saw yours, wide open just asking for her to enter. minji held her breath, hoping and praying that you would be asleep tonight. she quickly crawled through your window and up your walls onto the ceiling in an attempt to exit through your door to her room. the superhero made it to the middle of your ceiling when your light flicked on and you gasped, “ahh! what the fuck?! what the fuck? what the FUCK?!” you yanked the broom from your closet and started smacking the masked individual on your ceiling with it. just like a real spider, minji quickly dashed from one side of your ceiling to another, almost making it out of your room. that was until the broom jammed right into her abdomen, making her scream in pain and fall onto your floor with a loud thud. 

you immediately reached forward and snatched the mask off her head, ready to swing the broom on the stranger again and call the police. a small gasp left your lips when you realized it wasn’t a stranger but rather your own roommate of a year. she had her eyes closed in pain while tears pricked the side of her eyes, getting ready to roll down her cheeks. blood ran from her nose, purple and blue splotches peppered her brow bone, jaw, and cheek, while a cut over her lip had a thick patch of partially dried blood. you looked at her carnelian red suit that was darkening over her stomach area. her hand pressed over it and you urgently moved, “oh my god- minji!” she weakly smiled through a wince of pain, “hey, y/n.” you looked down at her and brought your hands to your head, “holy shit i was right- oh god- ok um…shit you’re bleeding on my rug.” you bent down to help her up, taking most of her body weight onto yourself while she hobbled with you to the bathroom. minji winced once more and you onced her over, “you need to take that off so i can clean your stomach.” immediately minji refused, “no i’m fine it’s just a little cut. you can go to sleep y/n, it’s fine. this is nothing new.” your heart clenched at hearing her last words but you were adamant, “no i’m helping you. minji, you can’t even stand up straight. so take it off so i can help you.” she sighed in defeat knowing that there was no point in trying to refuse because you wouldn’t let up, and honestly she did need help this time. minji pressed a button on her suit causing it to quickly retract up her arms and legs, leaving her in what was now a form fitting tank top and biker shorts version of her suit. 

minji placed her hand on her side, applying pressure to the cut before you gently lifted her onto the countertop of the bathroom. she shifted uncomfortably for a minute while you grabbed a handful of bandaging pads, gauze, and medical bandage tape. when you came back you carefully lifted her top to expose the wound. a small whine of pain left minji’s lips as you peeled the material from her bloodied skin. once that part was done you rinsed it with water, minji gripping onto your shoulder so she didn’t interfere with your help. while you cleaned it, you stated, “if it was any deeper i would’ve had to take you to the ER.” she remained silent at the remark, instead focusing on the way your hands tenderly took care of her wounded body. the teenager hissed as you began to dress the wound with layers of gauze and bandaging tape, throwing her head back to prevent tears from falling. afterwards, you placed small bandaids over the small cuts on her brow bone, temple, and jaw. minji could feel your eyes skimming her arms and legs, looking at the varying scars decorated with new bruises that she’d gotten in the past year. however, she was surprised when you didn’t mention a single word about any of it. instead, you finished up and said, “just avoid getting those wet when you shower, drink water and eat, and let your body rest. alright?” the superhero nodded and you said, “okay, i’m done. good night, i’ll see you in the morning.” minji mumbled a shy, “thank you” under her breath to which you smiled and assured her, “it’s no big deal.” 

you turned around to leave and minji grabbed your hand, “i’m spiderman or girl or woman or whatever. but it’s me.” slowly you turned to face and looked into her eyes, “minji, i know.” she sighed and pulled you closer to her as she still sat on the bathroom counter, her legs wrapped around your torso to keep you close, “no- i know that i just don’t want there to be any more secrets. i can’t keep lying to you.” she pulled your arms to rest on her shoulders as she held your waist and you prompted, “so what else should i know about my spiderwoman?” butterflies erupted in minji’s stomach and she cracked a smile through her split lip, wincing when it hurt slightly. she ran her knuckles along your side and she started, “i can shoot webs from my suit, i can crawl on walls, i’m pretty fast and i’m stronger than regular people, i heal faster so all of this will be fine tomorrow mostly, i have enhanced balance and reflexes, and i get this tingly feeling when i feel like there’s impending danger.” you looked at her asking for more and she continued, “i do really work for samsung though just not in the engineering program like you and haewon think. it’s this classified project so as much as i want to tell you more, i can’t because i don’t know much either right now."

you asked, "what about the day you came in late for the exam? why'd you smell like gas and ash, hanni has a tesla and that doesn't take gas. and what happened to you that day you were there in the alley? i saw you in the factory too." minji sighed and admitted, "i saved a man from a burning car on the side of the highway. they stabbed me in the factory which is why i screamed, and i had a feeling something was going wrong in the alley after i escaped the factory. but that’s all of my secrets i promise. no more secrets, okay?” 

brushed a stuck hair from minji’s forehead and nodded, “no more secrets, huh?” she hummed in agreement and you told her quietly, “i have one.” minji’s eyes found yours and you cupped her face with your hand, “i really like you, more than a friend.” minji broke out into a smile and responded, “i really like you too.” you asked almost as if you didn’t believe her, “yeah?” she nodded eagerly, “yeah.” minji leaned foreward and pressed her head against yours, you placed a gentle kiss on her forehead then you pulled away and looked at her, both of you sharing a similar glance, “don’t tell haewon.” the two of you bursted into laughter and minji leaned forward pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. 

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[taytrashmouth]

Request: Hiiii first comment on tumblr EVER…I really love 19 and 14..with peeta would be so cute (I’m in a peeta chokehold rn..) I LOVR YOUR WRITINGS SO MUCH I CANT GET ENOUGH💕💕💕🙏🙏🙏 -@bigbootysniffer

Prompt 14: slow dancing by a fire

Prompt 19: person B is insecure about their scars and person A makes them feel better about it

This is adorable, I’m so in love with this request!!! Hope you like it!!!! Thanks so much for all your kind words it really means a lot to me ❤️❤️

Requests are open so please send them in!!!!

Peeta x reader. Set during mockingjay after Peeta is rescued from the capitol.

It had been a rough few weeks. First you lost Peeta, which made you pretty unbearable to be around. Then you saw him on TV saying all those things, using words that weren’t his.

Coin had to lock you in your room when they went to rescue him. When they finally did let you see him, you ignored everyone’s warnings including snows. He tried to kill you which was hard to deal with.

Two weeks later and no real developments had been made in the rebellion and they finally let you be alone with Peeta for an hour. You sat in the fake garden in the base of district 13.

And watched as the guards escorted him over to you. He didn’t look like himself. Thin and covered in bruises.

“Call us if you need to.” One of the guards handed you a buzzer. You nodded.

Peeta sat down on the picnic blanket next to you. You felt nervous around him. Which made you want to cry, you were scared of Peeta.

“Hey.” You smiled.

“Hi.” He didn’t look like he wanted to be here.

“I got your favourite bread. And orange soda.” You showed him.

He just stared. “I can’t remember what’s real and what’s not.” He spoke just above a whisper. He sounded so depressed.

You thought for a moment before answering. “Ask me.”

“Green is your favourite colour. Real or not real?” He stared at you.

“Real. Yours is orange, like the sunset.” You smiled at him.

He almost looked relieved. He sort of smiled and took a sip of the soda. His colour.

“I missed you.” Tears filled your eyes.

He looked at his lap. He couldn’t say the same thing. Still confused as to why he believed you wanted to kill Him.

“You used to make me bread like this all the time. It was my favorite part of the week. Not because i liked the bread, that was just a bonus, but because I got to see you.” You spoke, trying to break the tension.

You tore a piece of bread off the loaf and hit it in your mouth.

“I threw bread at you.” He spoke.

“I was starving, you saved me.” You assured him.

“I burnt it on purpose. And my mother beat me for it. If I didn’t care about you I would’ve had a lot less suffering.”

Tears filled your eyes and regret washed over his face.

“It’s all fuzzy. I’m sorry.” He began to cry, holding his head. He repeated that he was sorry until you held him and he slowly hugged you back.

“It’s okay. I’ll help you remember.” You assured him and brushed some hair off his forehead.

“Thank you.” He half smiled.

You just nodded.

“You want to hurt me. Real or not real.” He wiped a tear off his cheek.

“Not real. I swear.”

He nodded as if telling himself it was okay.

“I couldn’t hurt you even if I wanted to. You’ve always been there for me. With the bread. At the Capitol, in the games, back in 12. Always. The only time I ever saw you hurt anything or anyone was to protect me. You are the sweetest person I know.” You squeezed his hand.

He smiled a little wider now, like he was more sure of himself now.

“I love you…real or not real?” He asked again.

“You never said it to me. But I like to think that you did. You showed it. The way you protected me, the way you kissed me, the small things. You planted daisy’s in my front yard because i mentioned I like the smell. You Gave me a pearl in the games…I hold it when I’m scared and when I was missing you.”

“Do you love me?” He asked simply.

You hesitated for a moment. “Yes. So much. I wish I could explain how much I love you but I don’t have the words to describe it. You’re my favorite person in the whole world.” You were teary.

Very carefully he held your cheek. And kissed you gently. You smiled into the kiss. It was over too soon.

“I think I love you too.” Peeta told you.

That was enough for you. You almost laughed in relief.

“That’s good.” You giggled.

You spent the next 2 hours talking, no guards ever came to get him.

You walked with him to his room, and as you said goodnight, and turned to leave he spoke up.

“Stay,”

“Okay.” You smiled.

He gave you a shirt of his to sleep in and it swallowed you whole. You were sure he would also drown in it after losing so much weight.

He hesitated after watching you lie down on his bed.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

He fiddled with the hem of his shirt. You immediately knew he was scared to show you his body.

“I’ll close me eyes.” You told him and you did.

You heard some shuffling and then after a minute or two he asked you to open your eyes.

His bare chest was shocking. Scars and bruises littered his body, weeks after returning. You could see his ribs.

Tears filled your eyes and your hands came to your face.

“They don’t hurt anymore.” He told you.

“Are you sure?” You asked sadly gesturing for him to climb into bed.

He did. “Some are worse than others.”

“You’re perfect. I hope you know that. The scars just prove how strong you are. What you’ve gone through but didn’t deserve. I love you Peeta.” You told him and put your head on his bare chest.

“Thank you.” He was teary too. “I love you n/n.” You smiled through some tears. It was an old nickname that you hadn’t heard for months.

He was remembering.

You were inseparable the next few weeks. Despite Peeta having a few episodes or panic attacks he was doing much better. You were always there to calm him.

You sat with him at Finnick and Annie’s wedding.

“You’re beautiful.” He told you. You smiled, Effie had picked out your dress and to your surprise it wasn’t over the top.

“Do you wanna dance?” You asked with a smile.

“I don’t know if I know how.” He replied.

“You do.” You smiled remembering the victors tour. “But I’ll teach you if you don’t remember.”

He picked it up quickly. Your hands around his neck, his on your waist. You swayed to the music, occasionally spinning or clapping.

He was yours again. Peeta was back. You smiled as he kissed your head.

[nerves-nebula]

i wish i had soda rn. i went from drinking over 12 cans a day to nothing. knowing that if i got to the fridge there wont be any soda in it makes me explode people 10000 times. but also this isn't serious at all i do not NEED soda to live. sigh.

[alittlebitofloveliness]

5, 14, 15, 17

More outsiders asks? Heck yeah!

5. What are your favourite ships?

a) Curly Shepard x Ponyboy Curtis- idk why other than the fact that fanon Curly seems to balance out Ponyboy perfectly, and that I read a Curly fit on ffn when I was like fifteen that fundamentally changed my brain chemistry

b) Steve Randle x Sodapop Curtis- I don’t like any other within gang ship but Soda and Steve make sense to me and ngl my closeted ass clocked them as gay when I was reading the book because of the ‘pillow fight’ scene. I genuinely answered a comprehension question in class like ‘Ponyboy’s naïveté is shown through the fact he believes soda never drinks and that Soda and Steve were having a pillow fight when they slept together’ and my teacher had to be like oh sweetie no….

c) Marcia x Two-bit Matthews- Not a HUGE fan but they had such chemistry and I wish that could’ve been explored. I’m actually working on a fit about them rn, just because I wanna explore Marcia’s psyche. She was fun :)

14. Five headcanons I basically see as canon

a) Steve is secretly SUPER protective of Ponyboy, partially because he knows Sodapop would never be ok if something ever happened to Pony and he couldn’t stand it if Soda’s spark ever went out, but also because he wants Ponyboy to have the happy childhood he never had.

b) Darry absolutely dotes on Ponyboy, even though he’s strict, he’s lenient about letting Pony go places and works overtime to make sure he can afford to get Ponyboy everything he needs (and some stuff he simply wants), especially after Windrixville.

c) Johnny Cade is scary looking. Full stop. The gang just doesn’t see him that way so it doesn’t show in Ponyboy’s narration

d) Dallas Winston had a good mom and a happy childhood and her death was the catalyst that made him into the hoodlum he was.

e) Sodapop Curtis absolutely drinks, Ponyboy just doesn’t believe he does and Soda is not anxious to correct him because he doesn’t want Ponyboy to see him differently

15. Five headcanons that are entirely self-indulgent

a) Angela Shepard and Curly Shepard have to share a room because Tim refuses to share with anyone. Neither of them actually hates it half as much as they pretend they do.

b) Part of why Curly and Ponyboy became close was because Ponyboy was struggling with getting over his concussion, and the side effects were really stressful for him (dizzy spells, blurry vision, absentmindedness) and Curly kinda helped him with it because Curly spent 90% of his childhood concussed so he knew what Pony was going through

c) Tim Shepard and Sylvia are best friends and would kill for each other but not die for each other. However, they would avenge each other’s deaths.

d) Steve Randle wishes more than anything in the world that Darry Curtis was actually his irl older brother 

e) Two-bit’s little sister HATES Ponyboy Curtis because her older brother spends more time playing older brother to him than he spends actually being an older brother to her.

17. Are there any criticisms or salt you have with the book?

My criticisms with the book lie with the author. SE Hinton has proven to be homophobic and racist, and its written into the book, which is my biggest issue. I love the story of The Outsiders but do not want to support Hinton or her harmful, bigoted ideology under any circumstances. (For anyone out there who wants a copy of the book but doesn’t want to support Hinton, you can find a free pdf online, all you gotta do is google it)

On a slightly lighter note, I would have loved to have seen more of the female characters in the book. Marcia in particular had so much potential, and I wish we’d seen one actual scene with Sandy or Sylvia.

Thanks for the ask!!!!!

[hotluncheddie]

sorry for two asks I just love your writing and want to hear all your thoughts actually on Steve with a belly big enough that it fully sits in his lap?

steve with a belly that fullly sits in his lap?? anon ur a connoisseur, youre hitting my fucking sweet spots rn i think i need to go run a lap and settle down.

but this steve tho, who’s like, big. he lives in my head. he lives in my head and i wrote him a little here, and he lives there now. and he’s hot and he’s round. and he's big and he lives in my head.

so im gonna keep going... same Steve as linked above, a few months later. back at the buffet.

(This has been half finished in the drafts for so long omg,, we did it boys 😩 we made it 🫶 AWOOOO 🗣)

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They always get a spread of plates, laying them out on the table between them. Eddie picking at some fries here and a chicken wing there. Dipping a slice of pizza in ranch and having a serving of collard greens. He has his fill, but mostly, he watches.

Watches Steve eat, have everything he wants, smiling at Eddie over the table. He brings Steve whatever he asks for, never pushing or teasing. Just allowing Steve to let himself be insatiable. Letting him know early on that it was okay, to want, to need, to indulge. So now Steve always has as much or as little as he wants. It just happens that Steve’s stomach is a bit of a bottomless pit. He always wants a lot.

Eddie rests his chin on his palm, sighing, enamoured. Steve licks sauce from his fingers and shifts his thighs a little wider under the table. Leaning forward so his stomach presses in, lapping over the edge, white shirt peaking through his plaid shirt buttons. ‘Pressure feel good?’ Eddie asks and Steve nods, cheeks pink, eyes glazed, reaching for the plate of fried shrimp.

Steve had been broad, then thick. His belly taking the brunt once he really started to gain. For so long it was round and firm as it swelled out before him, stretching all his t-shirts and straining all his button-ups.

Now, with the last 20lbs or so, its just started to droop. The softest bottom swell just started to hang, started to teardrop, and fall over the waistband of his jeans when he’s stood. Buttery and squishy and Eddie would often find himself giving it attention, spending an evening resting between Steve’s thighs, head on that new soft part. Mouth roaming.

But it still surges out before him, out from under his soft meaty pecs. Still round, just, getting rounder. Fighting for room between Steve’s thick thighs. sitting heavy and warm atop them, lap always full.

By the time Steve is on desert, spooning the last dregs of the banana split Eddie made him, the remnants of the various cakes they shared (since Eddie has the bigger sweet tooth of the two), all nothing but crumbs - Steve is visibly, achingly full.

And Eddie can’t help but brush his foot against Steve shin, wishing he could peek under the table at Steve’s spread thighs, watch how his belly has to dip between, see how low it sits now. Wishes he could kneel between Steve’s legs, pale and strong, squish his head between and bury his face until he can swallow steve whole. Wishes he could do it for hours, while Steve eats more, wedging himself into the booth.

But those are thoughts for later, when they’re not in public, and Steve is comfortable.

Because he almost does look wedged in, leaning on his forearms, cheeks pink and rosy from all the food. Eyes glassy and breathing a little slow, and little short, his stomach pressing on his lungs.

Eddie needs to simmer it down, Steve is finishing the last of his soda, straw slurping the last few noisy drops.

Steve’s finished. It’s time to go.

‘Ready?’ Eddie asks and Steve nods, leaning back and looking at the ceiling, there’s a light sheen of sweat in his hairline. ‘I’ll go pay, be back in a sec.’

Eddie hops up and walks to the register, paying quickly with a tip and a smile but he’s honestly glad they can go now, he wants to be home, where he can touch his love freely, call him sweet names and hold him close. He’s sick of the table being in the way.

When he gets back, Steve hasn’t moved.

He’s looking down, chin doubling and Eddie wants to bite - suck hickys into Steve’s flesh. One hand is on the top of his belly, which is still pressed against the table, full stomach bloated enough to fill up the whole booth. ‘You getting up Stevie?’ He asks, vibrating a little for the answer.

‘Don’t think, up, is really possible anymore.’ Steve huffs, looking up at Eddie through his lashes.

Eddie gulps. ‘Can I help?’ He asks, voice soft, almost too soft for public.

‘Nah I got it. Just, gonna.’ And Steve grips the table, sliding sideways out of the booth, belly running along the table and determination creasing his brows.

One he reaches the end, after a couple breaks, pauses to breath or resettle his stomach and spread his legs, he shifts one thigh out and twists so he’s more side on. Taking a second to readjust his T-shirt and flannel, so everything is covered again, a fleshy stretch marked hip just starting to peak out now safely tucked away. Steve smiles up at Eddie, wiggles his eyebrows a little, as if to say "you watching?" Before he puts his hands flat on the table and lifts himself up with an audible groan. Finally popping himself out of the booth, standing and leaning back ever so slightly to counteract the weight in his front.

And it’s a weight. Steve looks huge, distended and full, his belly round and firm, bowing out below his pecs. But Eddie’s knows that bottom part is still soft, that there’s always a layer of him now that’s soft and jiggly no matter how much he gluts himself.

Steve settles a big palm over his navel to help relieve the pressure from his back. Stop it getting to jostled as he walks slowly to the door and out to the van.

Steve whines a little, Eddie’s walking way too fast, but he’s exited, exited to get Steve home.

Eddie’s started pointing out that Steve has started to waddle now, thighs rubbing together. It makes Steve blush and shiver a little, his body still changing, getting bigger and heavier and rounder. Eddie watches him now, parking lot blissfully empty, the rubbing of his legs, the curve of his hips, the slowing of his gait. And his belly, swaying side to side with each slow step, heavy and ever-present, his most defining feature.

Eddie opens the car door for him getting there first and bowing deepy. ‘My liege.’ He says, sweetly. Steve rolling his eyes but he’s fighting down a smile as he shuffles the last few paces to the car. ‘Allow me.’ Eddie teases, hands lifting Steve’s belly slightly as he hefts himself into the van, siting heavy and slow, swinging his thick legs in. It kind of helps, Steve has said, even if Eddie know he also thinks it’s ridiculous.

Steve is too full to comment of Eddie’s antics, instead just huffs at him, sinking slowly down into the seat and lifting his belly up gently, making sure it rests out on his thighs comfortably for the ride home. Trying to catch his breath, a sheen of sweat on his brow from the walk.

Eddie always agrees to drive when Steve gluts himself in public. Steve still loves driving, loves the little flush Eddie gets if Steve rests a hand on his thigh as he does. But he just can’t get over the press of the booth as his stomach bloats, the heft of getting himself back out. Belly too big and tight and sending him too floaty to focus on driving home. It’s all too good to pass up.

So Eddie drives. Happily.

Steve reaches for Eddie’s hand, once he gets settled in the drivers seat, smiling sleepily over at him. Eddie smiles back, kissing Steve’s knuckles and dipping forward to kiss the stuffed upper curve that rounds out under Steves pecs.

Steve hums, shifting his thighs as wide as they’ll go, not the most comfortable in the now much smaller van but Eddie watches as he cranks the seat back, giving himself a little more room.

Steve chose a newish flannel and jeans for tonight, ones that would keep him decent and comfortable. The white T-shirt he chose for underneath is definitely not new ish, it’s old ish and was steadily rising over the course of the meal. Which let him tease Eddie by whining at the tightness, pouting on the way to the restaurant, shifting and teasing and flashing skin. Until Eddie couldn’t help but grope at the flesh once they got a red light, growling for Steve to ‘be good.’

The flannel buttons pull just slightly now that Steve’s a little more prone. Meaning his fleshy sides are spilling out over his waistband and the hairy happy trail below his navel is visible between the shirts bottom most V. The skin pink and stretched, revealed again from the short walk.

Steve sighs, resting his head back and blinking sleepily. His hands coming to settle on the steady rise and fall of shelf like belly.

‘Come on then big guy. Let’s head home yeah?’ Eddie asks, sticking the keys in the ignition.

But Steve turns his head, pouting and whining quietly.

Eddie smiles at him, bringing his hand up to cup Steve’s cheek, fingers on his soft pudgy jaw. ‘Ah, I know, I know. You’re my baby aren’t you?’ Eddie says softly watching Steve’s smile bloom small and soft and vulnerable and sweet.

Steve hums again, eyelashes fluttering and he kisses Eddie’s palm once, nodding softly.

‘Gonna take my baby home, take him to bed yeah? Since he ate so well.’ He coos, scratching lightly behind Steve’s ear and pulling away to start the engine and pull out of the lot.

Steve lays his head back flat and wiggles a little to get comfortable again.

His belly hangs pale and wide over the waistband of his jeans. His chubby fingers pressing lightly into the tight top curve, trying to release a little pressure in the mound of food he ate. His eyes stay shut the whole ride home, half asleep but Eddie knows that means he feels safe. And it’s exactly where Eddie wants him, close, near. So Eddie can always keep him safe, let him indulge.

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Wg enjoyer tag (open): @scoops-aboy86 @chickensinrainboots @cheesedoctor @tangerinesteve

[walmartbrandwhatever]

Marcia and two-bit headcannons because I can't sleep. warning for mentions of alcohol poison.

-so I like to think marcia went back and helped patch two-bit up after he got jumped.

-she let's him stay in her guest room for the night and he leaves in the morning without saying anything to marcia. he had called Steve to come pick him up and gave him the address. part of him feels guilty that she helped him and part of him knows that the gang come first and he can't even fathom a thought of falling for a soc.

-marcia that night had fallen asleep on the couch not wanting to go upstairs and risk two-bit not being able to get her if he needs anything because she knows he's far too hurt to get up stairs alone.

-they both know it would never work so they go on with their life's only sharing quick glances and wishing for more.

-two after dally and Johnnys death, unfortunately, he started drinking more and more to forget the images of his dead friends and ends up getting alcohol poisoning.

-ace and soda end up getting him some help and slowly he starts healing.

-soda and Cherry getting together opens a whole new light for two and Marcia.

-they both realize on their own that maybe things could work out between them. especially after marcia distances herself from the rest of the socs.

-she stays in touch with chet because out of all of the people in her friend group she had been the closest to him. a lot of the times he would stay at her house to escape his own since hers would be empty.

-anyways two and marcia finally talk to each around 3 months after the events of the book.

-it's at the rodeo and two watches marcia barrel racing and practically falls for her in that moment though he's still in denial.

-he goes up to her after she's done and they just start talking again. clicking instantly like they knew each other for years.

-the night they actually get together marcia takes two to the spot her parents has gotten together (this is a whole other post bc I have sm lore about her parents). it's a secluded little area by one of the rivers near by.

-they sit out there for awhile in silence. it's not awkward or weird it's quite nice. they both aren't able to just relax and truly be theirselves often but they can with eachother.

-I stand by the fact that Two is super good with flirting with those he doesn't truly like. but with marcia he's a huge mess. like bro is stumbling all over his words and cannot make the first move.

-marcia does surprisingly but she's terrified afterwards. they had been laying on the blanket she had brought and she just kinda turn to face him and he looked at her with such a big smile and she just kissed him.

-she immediately starts apologizing and freaking out because she hadn't ment to kiss him she was just thinking about it. she stands up so quickly before two can even process what just happened.

-you would think his grin couldn't get any bigger but it does as he jumps up and stops her from leaving.

-"wait stop apologizing I didn't mind"

-"..you didn't?"

-"I will kiss you a hundred times again if it means I can stand here in the moonlight lookin' at you"

-and she just kisses him again and this time he has the chance to kiss him back.

-they don't really tell anyone they get together for awhile. both scared that both sides will have a horrible reaction.

-they lay back down and she just gently rest her head on his chest as he plays with her hair.

-let's just say she was super late to curfew that night because they both fell asleep and woke up around 2am.

that's all I have for rn I'll add more tomorrow 🫶 I'm in a marbit mood rn.

[mochistuffed]

Anyways gonna be on the blog for a hot minute because I deserve to not think about all the tough things and I do love showing off how fat i’m getting >w< Like literally my belly is hanging lower and lower every week and it is driving me crazy in such a good way 🥰🥰

I’ve really got that cute rounded belly look, and I don’t drink that much soda or stuff like that, i’m just so hungry all the time that my belly is naturally rounded out all the time 🤭☺️💕

I know some of y’all suggested I show off some of my old tight clothes, but I kinda just have like boring stuff, like I just had a lot of t shirts and long sleeves that kinda look the same, I did keep a pair of really tight shorts and buy some new stuff so i’ll be showing off that later tonight :3

anywayssss I wish I could be stuffed till I couldn’t move rn, would give anything to be treated like the cute pet cow that I am 🥺🥺🥺

[sunnychuuya]

Sally face >:3

the cameras thar Addison installed have eyes on them on Larry's side mr Addison sus frrr /hj

me after looking up a tutorial and still being lost

How do I activate the runes on floor three raghhh

I DID KT

thank God for light bulbs existing I'm so much less scared rn

guys I don't like this ://

Sodas gonna be okay right ://

also where's uhhh I think her name is maple she's gone that's sus

HEYYY UHH SWITCHED TO LARRYS SIDE WHY ARE CHUG AND SODA ALL FADED

WAIT THAT MEANS THEIR NOT POSSED RIGHT ??

SO THEYLL BE FINE

RIGHT GYYS

oh 304 is just fucking gone on Larry's side

the mirror in Todd's bathroom where the red eyes demon appeared in chapter two is shattered

why dids Todd's parents toilet have the void

Why doesn't it let me access the full rooms I can't go into the bedrooms

I dislike that all kf the suspicious ppls houses r not able to be accessed (charley, packerton)

WHAT THE FUCK IS THE GOOP ITS POSSESION GOOP I KNOW IT

Nvm I gor into packertons place

Theres nothing here tho ??

What the florp

I got it to work at the last second bruh i suck at the guitar bits

Mm circles

all the mirrors are shattered actually

did Mrs Gibson die 💀

I'm pretending to understand what's happening

FUCK THE GUITAR BITS R SO HARS

I'm definitely missing stuff :/

-GUYS NO FUCKING WAY WAS I RIGHT ABOUT ADDISONCBEING SUS ??

Addison: a young boy stands at the threshold of oblivion

Unkoen green voice: MEXMERIZED BY THE ETERNAL ABYSS

-Ph what the fyck this is creepy

-UHHHHH

SO MR ADDISON IS SUS

"SO how long have you been like this"

*slowly slides away*

what the fuck

Litterally nothing could've prepared me for this

This reminds me of fullmetal alchemist bro

Goop

ADDISON IS THE POSSESSY DUDE I thought it was The red eyed demon is the red eyed demon possibly an extension?

Im

Having trouble processing this I seriously thought Mr Addison was not actually gonna be sus.

NO WHAT THE HELL

I HATE THIS GAME

DUDE I CAN BARELY DO THE FUCKING PILLAR THINGIES

FUCK SHIT BALLS ASS

I paused the game and forgot I was doing this lmao

THIS IS SI HARD

t h e r e s m o r e

Bruh I'm gonna larry

I did IT

hey guys wtf

MURDER EVERYONE IN THE APARTMENRS ??

OKAY BUT NOT SODA AND CHUG RIGJT CUZ THEY DONT HAVE THE POSSESY GOOP

"I don't think I can do this. Please don't make me do this terrence" guys what if I just delete the game

Omori core (white room with knife)

This isn't girlypop guys

"Goal: kill"

what if I'm crying

I HAVE TO KILL TODDS PAEENRS

I HAVE TO KILL MY DAD AND LISA

NO

Why do I feel so fuckijg guilty it's a video game

SAL NO CHUG AND SODA ARE INNOCENT THEY ARWNT POSSESED

The lack of music

Like complete silence except for footsteps

Makes this so much more painful

Killing soda is what opened the floodgates of tearss

"Youknow, I may not say this enough, but I'm proud of you, sal. You've come a long eay and I know it hasn't all been easy." Fuck. This hurts.

If Larry hadn't kms lsal would've had to kill him..

"I look at you now and I'm excited about the man you arebecoming. K think youve for a bright future ahead of yoj. I reallt do"

Haha funny joke I'm sobbing hea about to fucking kill you and then (prolly) get excuted. I hate this game.

Ih fuck not Todd

ASH I FUCKING WISH YOU WERE IN THOSE APARTMENTS YOU ARE THE FUCKING WORST I HATE YOJ

ENON DIED

FUCKING HELL

ThIS IS BECAUSE THE CULT RIGHT

TBATS A FAKE

SHIT

SHIT SHIT SHIT

FUCK

The music fading out

Fuck

ASH IDC UR STILL FUCKIJG WRONG

Wair no but I know her idea won't work bc like ik sal dies

Do NIT play memories and dreams rn

ASH NO SHUT THE FUCK UP- AHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOWBTHIS IS YOUR FAULT, YOU HAD THREE YEARS YOU WAITED TILL THE LAST FUCKING SECOND

hey guys what the fuck

What the genuine fuck

Like okay I knew he died from before I started the game but

This still kinda hurts ngl

Fuck

Why couldn't they just like

Be happy

STOP ISBTHAT WHY I KEEP SEEING FANARTS WITH CLOCKS THAT SAY 6 33/18 33 ON CLOCKS YALL ARW DEVIOUS

Acheivment: suffer

Re you fuckin kidding me I mean I am suffering but God damn

Wait yea that's a good point wtf happened to Larry's body

Ash jm going to allow you go try to redeem herself but it's gonna be hard

NKO U HAVE TO PLAY AS HER :(

Travis is the cult member on the inside yea?

-"Oh gizmo is still alive, thats good at least!" [He hadn't left your room since the execution. It's like he knows] guys what the fuck

maple..

Pookies j do not remember the shed code

travis is still alive at least..

YALL I JUST REALIZED THE LIL PUZZLR BOX THING FROM THE TREE HOUSE A LONG TIME AGO ?? NEVER EXPLAIJED

great fucking job ash now Larry's gone bc of you too (actuslly I don't blame her for this one bc Larry wanted it yk)

girly just casually has a c4

Went into the temple

2nite wasn't great updates since I was just talkin eith the below user lmao

@mypinterestgotbannedsoimherenow

[estasticvanni]

|Welcome to the stream|

Pair • IsaNagi!

Anime • Blue Lock

Category • Fluff!

Tw • Suggestive stuff? Shidou. Reo overreacting.

Bascially Isagi popping out of no where while Nagi’s streaming and some other characters going crazy��preferably Reo,Barou and Kaiser..

(May be OOC! I have yet to fully understand characters but I wanted to write them anyway!)

——————————————————————————

All was quiet in Isagi’s apartment,except for his roommate’s loud video game music and keyboard clacking all the while.

Isagi had no idea what he was going to do with Nagi,honestly he’s still wondering why Nagi decided to move in after graduation. It wasn’t like he was in dire need of a place to stay,Reo was open arms for him all the time.

Isagi sighed as he began to take clothes out of the dryer,it was a chore day and as always,he’s the one doing all of them. Every single one. Sure,Nagi does move around the house sometimes…Emphasizing on the sometimes.

Isagi began folding the clothes,majority of them being Nagi’s. Isagi knew Nagi wasn’t going to come get them so he walked to his room and opened the door,before inviting himself in to put Nagi’s clothes on his bed.

—Chat—

Megunana21: Whose that in the back?

KingBarou: They’re interrupting…

PrinceR:Is that Isagi?!

Shidouishot:Is he single or what?

(NagiSeiGaming):No.

Shidouishot:damnit.

Princesspanther:He kinda looks like a blueberry!

Megunana21:Blueberry AHHSGDYWGAFSYA

KingBarou:Someone kick this idiot.

PrinceR:NAGI WHY IS HE IN YOUR ROOM?! DO I NEED TO CALL THE AUTHORITIES?!

(NagiSeiGaming): No.

—

Nagi internally sighed. His stream had been interrupted but it wasn’t like he was saying anything,though he wished Isagi could’ve knocked. Looking at his surroundings from him camera,Isagi was putting away some clothes in his drawer. How Housewife-y.

Just as Isagi was about to leave,Nagi called out.

“Can you get me some chips and soda?”

Isagi didn’t know what he expected,of course Nagi wanted him to get something so he can stay attached to that gaming chair of his.

“Alright-“

“Wait.”

Now Isagi was confused,was he supposed to get something for Nagi or not? Nagi got up from his chair,not caring that his stream carried on. He invaded Isagi’s personal space just give him a kiss on the forehead

—Chat—

Megunana21: WOAHHHHH

KingBarou: What the fuck! Dude seriously left his team for a kiss?!

PrinceR: DIE. GET THAT FREAK AWAY. IM GOING TO HIRE A HITMAN ON THAT BLUEBERRY EXCUSE OF A HUMAN!

(Hioreo): Please refrain from saying stuff like that in the chat…

PrinceR:YOURE NEXT.

Shidouishot: DOES HE HAVE A ONLYFANS?!

(Hioreo): No…Please stop asking in every chat I mod..

Princesspanther:Twitter is going to love this.

—

“Eh? what was that for…?” Isagi had never been so confused,it’s not like Nagi was usaully the one to initiate affection..

“Because you’re my boyfriend.” Such a blunt reply but what else could Isagi expect from this white haired sloth..

—

PrinceR:ILLKILLHIM EHAHDGSHSH IM COMING OVER RN.

Megunana21:oooooo Drama <3 I hope they start fighting live!

KingBarou: Shut up you twat. START SPAMMING DONATIONS.

KingBarou sent 1¥

“STOP KISSING AND START FIGHT”

(Hioreo): Perosnally I think they’re cute

Princesspanther: Me too Hiroreo. Me too.

—

“You’re live,yknow…?” Isagi blushed a bit,it wasn’t like Nagi was famous though..was he?

—Twitter—

PrettyboyChigiri

News! Nagiseigaming caught kissing a unknown boy on stream!! You guys should totally hop on now!

•Photo Attachment•

Comments

KingBarou: Stop tweeting about it and start donating.

BlueRosePrince: Isagi? MY ISAGI?

Kaiser’sDog replied to BlueRosePrince:He’s not all that tbh…

Blueroseprince replied to Kaiser’sDog: Go back to where you came from.

—

Meanwhile the couple had departed and Nagi returned back to his stream,which had gained a few more followers

Blueroseprince: WHO ARE YOU TO YOICHI?! CAN YOU EVEN STRIKE A GOAL?!

Kaiser’sDog: Imagine not being able to strike as good as Kaiser LOL

Shidouishot: So does he have a onlyfans or what?

(Hioreo): Please get out..I’ve banned you 5 times today..

Blueroseprince: Why do all these people want my future malewife..

KingBarou: SHUT UP,i’m trying to watch these guys get nailed.

Supergingerman : What even is going on…I thought this was just a gaming stream..

PrinceR: NAGI DON’T WORRY. I HIRED A HIT MAN.

(Nagiseigaming):No.

—

Nagi couldn’t believe this all started because he wanted to kiss his boyfriend in the head. It’s not like it was a crime yet…Reo was close to comitting a crime..

—Twitter—

Blueroseprince

All these people want my malewife…yet my malewife doesn’t even want me…😔🥀

Comments

Kaiser’sdog: I’m here for you,your highness!

Blueroseprince:Get out my comments.

PrettyboyChigiri: ISANAGI 4 LIFE. KAISAGI NEVER.

Blueroseprince: ADMIT IM THE BETTER BOYFRIEND.

HowdoIchangemyuser: I CAN FLY DAYYYY😙

KingBarou:STOP TWEETING AND START WATCHING YOU IMBECILES.

I hope you enjoyed this! Next i’ll maybe write some more Isanagi or i’ll be more risky and write another rare pair!

And I wanted to say,i’ll be writing stuff from other animes as I said I like a bunch of animes and i’d love to start writing on majority of them! One day,if i’m good enough to do so,i’ll start making Reader fics!

So lemme know what you want next down beloooow!