#it’s the way she got SOOOO offended

[evansbby]

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[jinxs-gf]

Your Mom | Jinx x Fem!Reader & Isha

You’re conjuring up a plan with the precious little girl next to you. A plan of attack (code for ‘surprise for Jinx’). No special occasion, just something Isha wants to do for her. It’s sweet, and so you agreed immediately.

“We coouuuld lure her in with…well I don’t know, candy? Where would we get candy…” you ponder your own question for a second while Isha stares, observing you.

“ooh! And we’ll be hiding behind the couch and scare her when she gets close enough! Only then will we give her the gift.” You nod at yourself approvingly, convinced it was a good idea.

Isha side eyes you though, her judgment clear as day. The words that’s stupid written clearly on her tiny face.

She signs ‘that’s dumb’ as if you couldn’t already tell that’s what she was thinking. You’re offended still, seeking a way to defend yourself. You use the age old argument.

“Your mom is dumb.”

Isha’s eyes widen at your statement.

She points at you, head tilted and giving a confused look. As if to say but you’re my mom…then shakes her head and let’s out an exasperated sigh, rolling her eyes. Never mind, her dismissal says.

The attitude on this kid. Wonder who she got that from…(Jinx).

“Whatever. Got a better idea?”

She gives a small nod, making an excited noise.

“Wow. You’re soooo much smarter than me, aren’t you, kid?”

She nods enthusiastically this time, a big toothy smile on her face.

Ah. And she loves to make fun of you, just like Jinx.

“Whaaaat are you two doing?” A second voice causes the two of you to jump. Jinx, with her hands on her hips, stares expectantly.

Isha immediately relays your plan to her. I thought this was supposed to be a surprise?

“Ha! Definitely not your brightest moment, toots. Though I don’t recall you ever actually having a good idea…” Jinx teases, pointer finger tapping her chin, as if deep in thought. Isha laughs with her.

Like mother like daughter.

[luvyeni]

ROADTRIP ,, 한지성 이필릭스

pairing ‎⸝⸝⸝ lee felix x han jisung x fem!reader wc. 5k+

genre. smut, b2l, poly relationship

𓄷 iηcℓudᥱs ... threesomes, heavy mxm themes, dry humping, soooo much sexual tension, car sex?, voyeurism, unprotected sex, oral sex ( m. receiving ),

nia's notes. been a minute since i posted a long one and since its the theme is fitting.

ׁ ׅ ୨ ❪ masterlist! ❫ ୧ ⊹ ࣪

although you desperately needed this vacation; you hated packing for it.

“why do i need 3 different bikinis?” you threw the bottom's into your suitcase; felix on the other side of the phone. “because we'll be there for three days, dummy.” you scoffed. “yes three, but i won't be in a bikini the entire weekend; why not two?” you asked. “well one for the beach; two for the pool— wait, why do i need two for the pool?”

“yn i don't know; jisung was the one to say you needed five— no i don't care she is asking too many questions, if you're gonna be a pervert don't invite me in it, say you want her in a bikini all weekend and go.” you laughed at your two best friends. “yn he wants to see you in a bikini all weekend.”

“i-i never said- why do you both do this to me? the boy whined. “i just asked how many bikinis do girls normally bring on vacation? five was just a random number.” he tried to explain himself. “sungie no need to defend yourself so much if you don't mean it, you must really want to see me in a bikini.” you heard him sigh. “im gonna crash this car.”

the three of you met during your first years of university; all of you fresh out of highschool, unaware of what you wanted to do; taking comfort in each other's company, spending the next three years glued to each other, spending weekends and holidays together; studying together, sleeping over each other's apartment everything.

a month before; during the finals, it took a lot out of all of you, so you came up with the idea of going on a summer road trip, staying in an airbnb, and just having fun together.

“we're outside, hurry up , I want to make it to the airbnb as soon as possible, it's still early we can order dinner.” felix said. “okay I'm coming now, let me just grab my hair brush.” you said. “I'll be down there soon.” you hung up the phone.

jisung sat in the back seat, felix using the passenger seat for his snacks for the trip there, watching you exit the door of your building. “jisung watching her like that makes you seem like a creep.” jisung rolled his eyes. “don't act like you don't look at her the same way, don't act like you didn't come to her call at 4am when her air conditioning broke.” the boy responed. “sure did” the boy confessed proudly. “ you don't know how to fix an air conditioner felix.” felix turned back to the boy. “she didn't have a shirt on.” jisung said, you opened the door. “i didn't really care about the air conditioner.”

“what?” you stood there while felix got out to put your suitcase into the car. “who didn't have a shirt on?” you asked. “you.” felix got back into the car. “would you get in the car, letting all the cold air out.” felix said; you ran to the other side of the car, getting into the back next to jisung. “hi.” you smiled at the flustered boy. “h-hi.” he looked out the window to mask his red face. “now when didn't I have a shirt on?”

fellix pulled off; beginning your three day journey. “i’m so excited.” you squealed excitedly. “i needed this, school kicked my ass this semester.” felix nodded, the GPS giving him the directions. “i want to go lay on the beach all day, the whole weekend.” jisung groaned next to you. “that's a lot.” you rolled your eyes. “of course you think so sungie, you hate being outside, period.” you chuckled, tapping his face. “i’m surprised we were able to drag you out of the apartment for this.”

“and miss you in a bikini?” felix commented from the front. “not a chance, you know how much material that is for our sungie that is?” that comment would have offended you; creeped you out if it were any other guys, but you guys always talked to each other like this, flirty banter and touches; but it never escalated— well except that time you and felix drunkenly made out at a house party. “s-shut up.” the boy stuttered out. “don't worry, I didn't bring five , but i bought three i'm sure you'll love.”

the ride was calm after that, felix focusing on driving, occasionally cursing at the drivers; jisung to your right, his earphones in as he took in the scenery. you scrolled mindlessly on your phone, boredom taking over you, you began to fidget— jisung took notice of this. “are you okay?” jisung asked, taking his headphones off. “i'm fine.” you smiled. “are you comfortable?”

“my legs are a little cold.” he watched you rub your bare thighs to keep them warm, he always liked your thighs, the plushness, he would often daydream about how they would feel if he laid his head on them, or squeezed them in his hands— or how they would squeeze around his head while he ate you out. “i-i can tell lix to turn down the aircon,” he said, gulping; trying to free himself from those thoughts. “no it's fine, i have a blanket i can use in my bag, but it's in the back.” he quickly turned around, grabbing the bag. “this?” you nodded, he handed you the pink fluffy blanket. “thank you sungie.” you threw the blanket over your lap. “here.” you scooted over, covering his lap with the blanket. “now we're both warm.”

that was his problem, he was too warm, and being under this blanket did nothing to stop his mind from running wild; which made his body heat up more. now you weren't dumb, you could feel his presence on you, every time you moved your legs he would look at your thighs then you, before turning back out the window— you thought it was cute, he was cute.

he was back to looking out of the window, when he felt your head on his shoulders. “turn the radio up.” you told felix, he did, telling you not so much so he could hear. “thank you lixie.” he could feel the heat from your breath on his neck. “i love this song.” he froze, feeling your hand on his knee. “you like this song sungie?” he nodded, you could practically see the gears turning in his head. “i-its okay.”

he was fucked. he could feel his pants tightening around his lower region, rubbing his knee, all the way up to his lower thigh. “y-y/n.” he whispered, you squeezed his thigh, he grabbed your hand. “n-not here.” He said. “why not?” you whispered in his ear, not really helping his situation. “he's not watching one is watching.” you managed to get out of his hold— there wasn't much of a hold, he barely was putting in any effort to ‘restrain you.’ “he can't hear us.” he felt the wetness of your lips on his neck. “and you know want this.”

your hand finally reached where you wanted, he looked down at you, desperation all in his eyes. “you're so hard.” you gasped; “what did you think about all the bikinis you get to see me in?” you palmed him lightly. “i bought them just for you.” he bit his lip, trying not to moan. “or was it my thighs.” you teased. “you haven't kept your eyes off them since i got into the car.” he felt you unbutton his pants, your hands making its way into them, running your hands along his clothed cock. “you're so big.” you pulled his underwear down. “poor thing you're leaking.”

he turned his head as a way to conceal his moans; you took his heavy cock into your hand, slowly stroking it. “fu-fuck.” he hissed as you ran your fingers along his tip. “i wish i could see it.” you said. “i bet it's really pretty.” you squeezed him, stroking faster; he threw his head back, making you stop as felix turned back. “ji?” his head tilted to the side, looking into the rearview mirror. “you good?”

he could barely answer, your hand still on his cock. “ye-yeah.” he stuttered. “my legs are just a bit tired.” he e said, the blonde haired boy turned to you. “y/n?” You hummed. “i'm fine.” he nodded. “we should be there soon.” he turned back around, both of you letting out a sigh.

you turned your attention back to the boy. “you gotta be quiet.” you kissed his cheek, keeping up your movements. “don't want him to hear you cumming all over yourself right?” you said. “you're gonna cum aren't you?’” he nodded. “then cum for me.” you commanded , he lowered his head, letting out a sigh as he came all over your hands. “fuck.”

you pulled your hands out of his pants; his mess dripping from your hands, his mess getting on the blanket. “do you feel better?” he nodded, his cheeks flushed. “you look so cute when you're cumming.” you wiped your hand on the blanket. “so cute.”

just like that you were back to doing whatever you were doing, jisung tucked himself back into his pants , looking around making sure no one saw what you were doing; putting his headphones back on; staring out of the window, you rested your head on his shoulder, innocently this time, closing your eyes, drifting off to sleep; so unaware that felkx knew what you were doing under that blanket, the look in his friend face as you kissed him, stroking his cock, making hard as a rock.

“we're here.” felix pulled into the house driveway. felix got out of the driver's seat. “jisung wake her up.” he grabbed his extra snack before grabbing his bags. “wh-what?” the boy stuttered. “um, because she's laying on you.” he scoffed. “why else would i ask you?” was the last thing he said walking up the driveway, jisung swore he saw a smirk on the boy's face.

“y-y/n.” He tapped you. “yn we're here.” you moved around, eyes fluttering open. “we made it to the house.” you sat up, stretching. “finally.” you said tiredly. “i need to stretch my legs; and unpack before dinner” you said, “you might want to go now, before felix tries to get the better room.” you got out of the car, he got a good look at your ass as you walked up the driveway.

he quickly packed up everything, still holding on to the blanket; opening the door, walking up the driveway as well. “you here finally.” felix said with a smug smile. “you got a good look at her ass?” he folded his arms. “i wasn't looking at her ass.” jisung tried to defend himself. “who are you telling me or yourself?” he walked away from the boy. “close the door on your way in.”

jisung made his way into the house, taking his shoes off, felix standing at the kitchen island unloading the alcohol and snacks you'd need for the week. “this house is nice.” he said , noticing your absence. “what? looking for yn?” felix chuckled putting away the things. “i was just wonder- she's in the bathroom if you'd like to join her.” he turned towards the boy, looking around the room, noticing his menacing smirk. “is it finally clicking?” he said. “i thought it would at least be a day before it happened, but not in the back of the car with me in it.”

jisung wanted to crawl into a hole and die as they teased him. “did you really think i didn't hear you moaning?” felix stepped forward. “jisung i’ve heard you moaning countless of times.” he said, caging the boy against the counter. “i know what you look like when you're cumming, remember?” felixs eyes wandered to his lips, smirking; backing up letting the boy breathe. “don't worry, i won't tell her I know.” felix said, “or what we've done.” jisung nodded. “but if all bets are off like we promised,” he said. “best believe i'm getting something out this week.” he winked. “doesn't matter who either.” was the last thing he said before walking to his room.

after you all unpacked, you joined each other in the living room where felix had chinese food waiting for you both; you talked about what you were going to do; shopping and spending the day at the beach. “and there's a hot tub.” felix said. “really?” you asked. “lets get in.” you jumped up. “i’m gonna go change.” they watched you run up the steps. “you coming?” felix asked jisung, standing up. “to the hot tub?” the boy was stressed, of course he wanted to, but seeing you both in a bathing suit may send him into a coma. “duh; if you are, hurry up and get dressed.” the boy followed behind you.

you made your way back down the steps, outside to the back of the house where the hot tub and pool where felix was heating the water up. “is it ready?” he turned to you, his mouth dropped open, the dark blue bikini stuck to your body— well what little of the fabric there was did. “what if you just take it off, there's no point of it?” felix smirked. “might as well give our jisungie a full peek.”

“you love to blame him, but i think it's you.” you said smugly, walking past him, his eyes traveling down to your ass, getting into the warm water, sighing. “maybe it's you who wants a full peek.” you tilted your head to the side, he chuckled, climbing inside with you , the water coming up to his waist. “please.” he made his way next to you “if i wanted to, i would just.” he stood in front of you, his arm coming to your back, finding the string. “fe-felix.” he smirked. “take it off myself.”

you heard a cough, you both pulled away. “jisung, you made it.” you smiled. “y-yeah, i was having a hard time finding my shorts.” he said. “get in.” you invited , he slowly got into the pool, sitting on the other side , completely different from you and felix; you were practically sitting on the boy's lap. “why are you sitting so far ji?” you grabbed the glasses sitting on the edge, filling the two cups with the alcohol, handing one to felix. “i got you a beer sung , I know you don't like strong alcohol.”

“look at her so caring.” felix teased. “she can be caring when she wants to can't she ji?” felix asked. “always taking care of you right?” jisung looked past you right at him, where he was smirking. “i like taking care of him.” you said, he took a sip of his beer. “you like when i take care of you sung don't you?” he could feel himself getting hard. “ye-yeah.” he stuttered out. “oh like she did in the car?” jisungs eyes widened. “please if im gonna sit here and watch you eye fuck each other im gonna say something, and it's not like she didn't know i saw.”

“i did, i just didn't care.” you shrugged. “why are you jealous?” you now turned to felix. “wishing it was you i was touching?” you floated back over to the boy. “making you cum?” the air had definitely shifted between the three of you. “or are you jealous that i was the one to make sungie cum and not you?” you knew what those two had, it just wasn't your business. “i could make you both cum right now easily baby, i'm not jealous in anyway.”

jisung didn't say anything, just watching as you both got closer and closer to each other , until felix closed the gap; kissing you, his hands traveling down to your ass, squeezing it. jisung couldn't believe his eyes, watching you both make out in front of him, his cock could though, it twitched with excitement.

your hands tangled up in felix hair as he pressed you against the hot tub, tugging at it. “fuck.” he sighed, pulling away; pressing against your neck. “lix.” you moaned, both of your bodies, grinding against each other. “wh-what about sung.” you finally acknowledged the boy in front— felix smirked, pulling away, lips covered in your gloss. “he's free to join if he wants.” the boy turned back to you. “he better make up his mind now, before i take you right here in front of him.”

“um.” the older boy gulped, he so badly wanted to get in between you both, but he was scared. “not tonight.” he said. “im really tired.” he said. “the door is always open.” felix was quick to drag you out of the hot tub. “good night sung.” you smiled. “fuck come on, i’m fucking hard.”

“oh fuck!” jisung couldn't get rid of his hard on, especially when he could hear both of you moaning on the other side of the wall. “fuck deeper lix.” his hands traveled down to his pants, palming his erection. “fuck, you're so fucking tight.” he pulled his pants down , his cock springing , he hissed as the air conditioned room hit his leaking tip.

he wrapped his hands around his base , moving his hands up and down, listening to both of you going at it , it didn't matter who voice he heard , all he could do was imagine what you two looked like; how high pitched your voice got when you were close, how deep felixs got when you tightened around him, letting you know how he was gonna cum.

before he knew it, cum was spurting from his tip , cumming all over his chest and hands. “sh-shit.” he cursed as his hand got all dirty, but he kept going, stroking himself over and over until he could hear both of you cumming, he followed right behind you. “fu-fuck i can't.” he whined , pulling his hand away from his sore cock, he heavily breathed , soft cock sitting on his stomach, covered in his release.

he got out of bed , his post nut clarity hitting him as he cleaned himself up with a towel, climbing back to bed, the sound of you both still going at it as he drifted off to sleep.

he got up the next morning, the house was still quiet— getting up stretching; rubbing his eyes as he made his way to the bathroom. he did his business, brushing his teeth before making his way back to the bathroom, felix standing there made him jump. “i heard you, you know?” he asked.

“we both did.” jisung looked down at the ground. “if you felt uncomfortable you should've said— i wasn't uncomfortable.” he said. “i wanted to join.” he confessed. “so why didn't you?”

“i was scared,” he said. “of what, she literally jerked you off in front of me.” he said. “i-i know , but this is different.” he said. “i just don't know what to do with both of you.” he said. “you just need guidance.” he said , inching closer to the boy. “let us do that.” he took the boys hand. “i-is she good?” felix smirked. “so fucking good.” he bit his lip. “you’ll fucking cum as soon as you feel how tight she is.”

“is she the only one you're desperate to see naked?” the blonde haired boy pouted. “not me?” he now had the boy pressed against the wall. “you don't miss how i feel against you.” felix could feel the boy's cock hardening. “i guess you do.” jisungs hips moved involuntarily, felix cursed; ready to go again. “w-we can't do this out here.” jisung stuttered. “why not?” felix hummed , grabbing the boys waist to steady him as they rubbed against each other. “you're about to cum, i can feel your cock twitching.”

the boy was right, he did know his body like back of his hands. “fu-fuck lix.” he cursed. “I'm gonna cum.” he whined. “then cum for me, no one is stopping you.” felix grabbed the boys face, kissing him hold him up as they both came. “fu-fuck lix I can't.” the blonde stop, wiping the drool from the elders face. “still sore from last night?” he smirked. “fucked yourself to sleep.” jisung whined. “stop.” felix laughed. “let's get cleaned up before she wakes up, you know she likes coffee and breakfast before her day really starts.”

“let's go to the beach today.” you finally had woken up, coffee and breakfast waiting for you curiosity of felix. “i want to get out of the house.” you said, jisung could see all of the marks felix left on you, all the way down to your exposed chest. “sure we can, it's why we're here.” felix sat down next to you. “ji you coming?” he nodded, smiling. “yeah.” you clapped. “great, let's eat and get dressed so we can go.”

after breakfast you all went to your respective room, doing whatever; getting dressed when it was time , making your way to the car. “you gonna sit in the front with me, or you're sit in that back and make our sungie feel good again?” you rolled your eyes, turning to jisung. “i’ll leave him be for now.” you climbed into the front seat.

the drive down to the beach was nice; the air felt good, jisung and felix looking at you and how beautiful you were. felix knew, he knew his feelings the day he kissed you at that party; jisung on the other hand , his hit him like a brick, and he didn't know what to do.

“she really is something.” they both watched you tan from the water. “yeah she is.” felix said. “so we both have feelings for her.” jisung said. “and she clearly likes us both.” felix saw you sit up , looking at them smiling, waving them over. “and us?” the freckled boy asked. “do you like us?” he pointed in between them. “i-i do.” he said. “i really do, i like you both.” felix smiled, grabbed a hold of the boys hand. “well then it's settled.”

you saw them walking up to your towel; hand and hand as they sat down. “and what is this?” you said, smirking. “what was said when i wasn't ear shot?” you asked. “the same thing i told you last night.” felix smirked. “well you know after you regained conscience.”

truth is, after last night, felix did confess to you; and his feelings for jisung. it was like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders , hearing him say that; holding that in by yourself took a toll on you, constantly fighting with your feelings for both the boys. “and?” you looked at both of them. “fortunately for you, you’ll never have to use that useless ass vibrator you keep in your top drawer.”

hearing that he felt the same made your heart swell; never did you think you'd be here today. “let's go back to airbnb.”

the sat in the back with jisung on the way back; you held his hand, leaving little kisses on his fingers. “she can be pretty loving when she isn't horny.” felix said from the front. “well that doesn't mean im not horny, im just really happy.” you said, kissing his cheeks, watching them turn red. “really happy.”

the three of you made it to your airbnb, taking your shoes off outside. “i need a shower.” you said, feeling the sand everywhere already. “join me?” you held your hands out. “both of you.”

you thanked the gods, the people who owned the house had a walk in shower, big enough to fit all three of you. “i fucking hate sand.” you ran the water, getting rid of your clothing, the boys staring at you, making you stop. “are you both gonna just stand there or are you gonna stand there and be perverts?” you climbed into the shower, the boys undressing, getting into the water. “fuck that's hot!”

“you're gonna have to get used it if we're gonna be showering more frequently.” your purred, felix seeing the look in your eyes, forming a plan in his head. “baby why don't you give our sungie some love.” he ordered. “he's a bit nervous about this whole thing.” you pouted, turning to the boy. “don't be nervous.” you whispered in his ear. “we'll take good care of you.” your hands raked down his chest, he moaned as your manicured hand wrapped around the base of his cock. “i promise.”

your hand moved up and down, running your thumb along his tip. “fu-fuck please.” he whined, giving himself to you completely. “feels good baby?” you kissed his neck. “so-so good.” he threw his head back against the shower. “get on your knees.” felix said. “get him off like you did me yesterday.” felix cursed, stroking his cock slowly as he watched sink down to your knees , taking the older boy into your mouth. “oh my god.”

you bobbed your head up and down. “pretty you can do better, take him deeper.” your hands squeezed his thighs as you took him fully into your mouth. “oh fuck , im gonna cum if you keep doing that.” he groaned, you gagged around his length, making his legs shake. “fuck fuck fuck.” his hips tangled up in your hair , pushing you down on his cock, holding it until he came. “fuck im sorry.” he said as you pulled away. “i got carried away.”

“don't worry she likes it, look at her face.” felix got tired of watching, grabbing your hair much like jisung did. “told you, look at her drooling over my cock.” he tapped his tip on you lips. “open.” he commanded. “good girl.” he pushed your head down. “just like that.” he sighed. “love this mouth already.” he held it still as he abused your throat. “fuck.”

felix pulled jisung into a passionate kiss, his other hand grabbing a hold of the boys cock, which was even harder than before. “so fucking hard.” he groaned. “fuck does that feel good?” jisung nodded. “so-so good.” he whimpered. “i-im not -shit- I'm not gonna last.” he felt the sensation building in his stomach. “fuck me too, I'm gonna cum.” felix pulled out of your mouth, stroking himself and jisung. “open your mouth.” he let jisung go. “fuck I'm cumming.” felix groaned , cumming. “fuck!” he cursed , his release hitting your cheeks and lips.

“come on sung , cum for her look how bad she wants it.” the blonde hair boy encouraged the boy who stroked his cock, he looked down at you, your face covered in cum, lips swollen; the boy's cock twitched in his hand as he released himself all over your face.

giving up on the shower , the three of you stepped out ,hands all over each other's as you made a way to the bedroom, the bed getting wet from your bodies as you climbed on top of jisung. “you ready?” he nodded, you slowly sunk down on him. “fuck he's so big.” you moaned out, as you fully took him in. “don't move yet.” felix got behind you, holding your waist. “think you can take us both?”

you nodded, moving your ass against him; this made jisung moan. “easy.” felix said. “don't make him cum before i get inside you.” his hissed as he pressed the tip of his cock against your already filled cunt. “fuck, baby it's okay.” he slowly bullied his cock inside you. “goddamn.” he sighed , you we holding yourself up planting your hands right besides jisungs head, as felix filled your cunt, both the boys inside you now. “wa-wait fuck.” jisung whined.

he could feel it all, the tightening from your cunt, the twitching from felixs dick— it was all too much. “shit if you don't move, im gonna cum.” he said , sweat rolling down his forehead. “told you she was tight, you ready baby?” you nodded. “please move.” all three of you began to move, han bucking his hips up, as you moved your hips up and down, felix controlling how fast you went. “fuck let's speed this up.”

he gripped your waist as he began to fuck into much rougher, all three of you moaning out. “fuck i can feel both of you.” his voice was deep and dripping with lust. “fuck sung your cock keeps twitching -shit- you gonna cum?” the boy below, nodded. “fuck sungie.” you whined, “please cum inside me.”

that's all he needed before he was cumming; your legs shaking as you followed him , cumming; a white ring forming around their cocks. “sh-shit.” felix pulled out, stroking himself, his release sprouting from his cock, hitting your ass and jisungs thighs. “fuuuuck.” he finished himself.

the three of you laid down in felix; fully showered and dressed, your legs tangled up with each other. “so now what” jisung was the first one to speak. “do we just go home after this and never speak of it, or do we actually give this a try?” he asked. “how do we explain this to people?”

it was silent before you spoke up. “We don't explain it, it's none of their business.” you said. “i like you both, i want to be with you both.”

“yeah but people will talk.” felix scoffed. “let them talk , we all like each other and we aren't hurting everyone.”

hearing you both, jisung felt comfortable; knowing you both would protect him. “don't worry ji we both got you.” he smiled. “now what should we do tomorrow.” you asked. “i know what we should do.” felix smirked against your skin. “we aren't staying in the house the entire trip and having sex , I want to go shopping.”

jisung smiled listening to you both go back and forth. “we can easily do both.” he spoke up. “see now that he can have you whenever, he's gonna let his perv flag fly.” felix said , your head resting on his forearm as he ran his fingers through jisungs hair. “st-stop calling me a perv.” he said. “did you give her back the black panties you stole?" you shot up in shock.

“i thought i lost those, i swore i was going crazy !”

©️LUVYENI

[laiiaaa]

THE PART WHERE YOU KISS ME — JJ MAYBANK

summary: You're stuck with the job of getting a very drunk, very lovesick JJ into bed.

length: 2.4k

contains: tooth-rotting fluff, obsessed boyfriend JJ, soooo touchy he can't keep his hands off of you (can you tell my love language is physical touch lmfao???), mentions of heavy drinking of course, zero plot, he's a flirty little freak and i hate him

note: Not the happiest with this but I haven't posted in a week and I'm in the middle of writing three other pieces right now...so take this as an apology gift for not having the GFAW chapter out yet <3

Driving to the Chateau this late is never ideal, especially when you’re tired and ticked off from a busy shift. Your feet and back ache, your head could use a few Advil, and you would be perfectly happy to stay home and sleep for twelve hours. 

But when Kie calls you, groaning and saying Your boyfriend is wasted and won’t shut up about you and you need to come pull him to bed, you go. It’s as simple as that, really. Partially because JJ is already painfully stubborn when sober and only gets worse as the night goes on (code for: he won’t listen to anyone but you), and partly because you get a sweet kick out of his clinginess and extra loving.

So when you finally pull up and hop out of your car, the sound of Pope sighing Finally doesn’t surprise nor offend you.  Kie and Sarah scurry over, welcoming you with hugs and jokes about how sorry they are they had to call you while John B and Pope still tend to the drunken blonde.

“It’s alright,” you assure them, “I don’t mind.” And you really don’t, not at all, not when he acts all the more helplessly in love with you.

The bonfire still burns on, red-hot embers breaking off into the midnight sky. Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon plays from a speaker nearby, and beer bottles litter the ground as you approach. The fire’s warmth wraps around you, a handle of Tito’s—only half full—entering your field of vision as you find JJ reclined back on the ground, an arm thrown over his eyes while his other hand taps along to the song. You crouch down next to him and hear him hum in tune.

John B stands behind you, feeling a little helpless. “He’s been talking about you nonstop since he got, like, three shots deep.”

“And as much as we love you guys together,” Sarah adds, leaning into the boy’s side, “He doesn’t listen very well once he gets started.”

You shoot them a smile over your shoulder. “It’s okay, I get it. You guys can head in if you want, this might take a while.” The two lovebirds wave you goodnight as they walk back inside with Kie and Pope, and you turn your attention back to your exceptionally troublesome boy. “JJ? Time to go to bed.”

He grumbles without moving an inch. “I told you to fuck off, Sarah, I just wanna see my girl.”

Your heart flutters at the name—his girl. You’ve never heard him call you that. Does he seriously think you’re Sarah? “Your girl?”

“Yeah, you know the gorgeous one?”

“Might ring a bell.”

“Yeah, well, she’s the most…the most beautiful person in the history of…of forever, and she’s mine, so get outta here n’…go flirt with John B or somethin’.” He lazily waves you off, mumbling something you don’t quite hear.

A smile fights its way to the surface, and you gently place your hand on the smooth plane of his shoulder. “Oh, but I wanted to flirt with you instead. How’s that sound, hm?”

He quickly pushes your touch away. “It sounds like my girl’s gonna kill you any second now, so watch it, Blondie.” He slurs his words as he speaks, pulling giggles from your lips. You gently take his wrist in your hand to remove his arm from his eyes and press a kiss where your fingertips touch him. His eyes stay closed, and he juts his chin in the opposite direction in protest.

“Jay, baby, I’m not killing anyone anytime soon,” you coo, leaning over his chest and face while running a hand through his hair. 

He opens one eye, suspicious of your claims, but quickly realizes it’s you, and turns to look at you like he’ll never get the chance to do it again, his expression swallowed by a smile. “When did you get here, baby?”

“Oh, just now,” you answer, laughter lacing your words, “Kie called me over.” You press a kiss to his forehead before sitting back up, your hand quickly taken by his.

“You should’ve come sooner.” His other hand makes its way to your thigh, smoothing over your skin. “I was waiting for you, all by myself, and—” he abruptly sits up— “there’s something I have to tell you,” he whispers. He casts a glance to the Chateau. “It’s top secret.”

With him this close, you can smell the vodka on his breath. “Yeah? What is it?” You loop your arms around his neck and scratch at the nape of his neck, to which he instinctively responds by wrapping his arms around your waist and rubbing the palms of his hands along your back.

“This is top secret, classified information, princess, you can’t just get it for free. Everything comes with a price.” A sly little grin comes over him, tugging you a little closer.

Knowing JJ, you already know where this is headed. You decide to play along anyway: “Name it, then. I’m sure we can strike a deal somehow.”

He mulls over his words before saying, “Hear me out.”

“I’m listening.”

“You—” he points at your chest— “give me three—no, five kisses for the info up front.” When you raise your eyebrows in suspicion, he continues, “And every follow up question is worth another kiss.”

“This must be very important information.”

“Very.” His hands, still soaking in the feeling of you beneath them, start to play with the hem of your tank top, fingertips slipping beneath the fabric to feel skin. “Better pay up soon.”

You feign a look of shock and place a hand on his chest. “I didn’t even agree yet, don’t get too excited.” 

He pouts with furrowed brows, convinced his offer would be impossible to resist. “Why? Baby, come on,” he urges, holding you tighter, “This is the part where you kiss me.” His eyelids droop with drunkenness and fatigue as he presses his lips to your neck, but you quickly take his jaw in your hand and pull him away. 

“Ah ah ah,” you tease. “You come to bed first, then I’ll give you kisses for your secrets.”

“But I don’t wanna go to bed.” His hands work their way from your waist down to your hips again, soon grazing your thighs the way he knows erupts butterflies in your stomach. “I wanna stay here with you…have you boss me around. You’re very sexy when you do it.” He smirks while looking up at you, and you know for a fact he’s just trying to push your buttons.

You roll your eyes and push his face away as you start to stand up. “You’re a pain in the ass, I hope you know that.” As bitter as you try to sound, you’ll always have a soft spot for him the way he does for you, especially when your bitterness is met with that beautiful smile of his. You hold out both hands, towering over him and urging him to stand. “C’mon, Jay.”

He leans his weight onto his hands, stubborn as always. “Will you stay the night?”

“Not if you keep this up, I won’t.” You lend him a condescending smile. 

“But Baby,” he groans, finally complying now that the stakes have been raised. “I haven’t seen you all day, and I miss you.” He starts to shuffle where he sits, taking hold of your hands as you pull him up, dizziness causing him to stumble into your arms. “Can’t a boy just get some love from his girl?” 

There he goes again—his girl. 

You loop his arm over your shoulder and wrap yours around his waist as you lead him into the Chateau, surrounded by his warmth and the smell that’s so distinctly him: a bit of beachiness, mandarin and musky from his body wash, a hint of marijuana.

“You’re very kind,” he rambles on, “for coming here so late. I missed you.”

“I know, baby. You told me.”

He makes his way up the steps with you, following as you open the door. “Well, I’m making sure you’re sure.”

“I’m sure, love.” You smile to yourself, a little caught off guard with how open he’s become.

“I still have to tell you that top secret information,” he whispers, leaning down to your ear-level. His body wraps around you as you stand in front of him to open the door to his bedroom, his arms start to wrap around your waist again. “And you still owe me kisses for it.”

You usher him into his room, shutting the door behind you. “C’mon, let’s get into bed. That was the rule.”

He does as you wish without complaint for once, though when he does sit at the edge of his bed, he also pulls you to stand in between his legs. “I’m in bed now.”

“I can see that,” you giggle, hands massaging his neck and shoulders.

“Does this mean you’ll give me a kiss now?”

“Not yet.” You tug at the fabric of his shirt. “Take this off, please?” You don’t think much when you say it, but once the words slip out and you see JJ’s brows raise as a cocky smirk crosses his face, you realize you need to cover your tracks.

He bites his tongue to oblige, nabbing the back of his tee before pulling it over his head. Revealed to you are his broad shoulders, his chest, those toned arms that are, admittedly, to die for, though you’d never tell him that directly. 

“You’re trying to undress me, baby?” he asks, too quick for you to correct yourself. His hands take purchase of your hips before taking up your thighs, his hands molding to your curves and getting treacherously close to your inner thighs.

Your face goes hot—why is he so good at this?—but you keep a straight face and grab his face, one hand cupping his jaw while the other supports the back of his head. “Do you want your kiss or not?” 

“Yes ma’am,” he responds, almost immediately. His eyes glaze over, entranced by everything you are. A drunk smile is sent your way, and he can’t really tell whether the tingling all over his body is just from the vodka, or if it’s your hands on his body, your snippy tone that he knows is full of love. He’s sure that no matter how flustered he can make you, it’ll never compare to how you make him feel with even the slightest of touches.

Your grip goes soft, and you rake your hand through his hair, his eyes falling shut and his head gone slack into your hands. “You’re beyond wasted, aren't you?”

He laughs heartily now, eyes still shut as he nods his head. “I can’t keep my eyes open any longer, princess.” Giggles line his words and his face scrunches in a smile, dimple on display.

“How much did you drink?”

“A few beers.”

“And?” You tug lightly on his hair.

“Mm, some vodka, maybe. A few shots.” His hands drag from the backs of your thighs, to your hips, to your waist.

“JJ.” You stare down at his clearly vodka-dazed face. “How many is a few?”

He hums to himself, as deep in thought one can be when wasted. “Maybe seven…or nine…don’t remember,” he mumbles.

You sigh to yourself, not surprised by his recklessness but still not all too happy with it. 

But before you can formulate a single thought, a single articulated response, he starts to pout—eyes still closed of course, because your boy is nothing if not a truth-teller. “You sound mad.” Even when wasted he knows you so well.

“I’m not,” you fib a little, for his own sake. You kiss his forehead, then his cheek before letting go of him entirely to pull back the covers for him. “Come on, time to sleep, yeah?” You give a soft tug on his hand as his body goes pliant.

He slowly but surely crawls properly into bed, giving you a show of his back muscles flexing and relaxing before falling face-first into his pillow with a hmph. You lay down next to him as he lifts his arm with all his might, slowly turning onto his side to make space for you. Legs intertwine without words, the warmth of his body blankets your senses, his weight grounds you.

“You need to hurry, princess. I need to…need to give you the information.” The words are half-muffled by his pillow, and his eyes are still shut. 

“Oh. We’re still doing that?” You’re surprised he even remembers the information at this point—whatever it might be. 

He squeezes you tighter into his body, pulling a smile from you as he groans. “Yes, we’re still doing that…it’s important. You need three more…”

“Okay, okay,” you soothe, and you press a kiss to his shoulder. “Does that count?”

“Mhm, two more.” A stupid, drunk, terribly charming grin crosses his face, and it feels like you’re falling for him all over again, teetering at the edge of a cliff. His arm, still heavy on your waist, shifts a little, and his fingers dance along your back and light fires where they touch.

You curl your hand, gently, along the crook of his neck and kiss his jaw. “And that counts as well?”

With the way you’re whispering your words into his neck, JJ swears he could die happily. “Mm, sure does.”

For the fifth and final kiss, the corner of his mouth. It curls into your kiss like he knew it was coming, and you give him one more just for good measure—and, maybe, because seeing him smile is worth his weight in gold. You brush your hand through his hair before hugging him a little tighter towards your chest, all too aware now that you won’t be getting any information out of him the rest of the night. This minor inconvenience, however, doesn’t seem to compare to having him in your arms, his breath against your neck, his arm wrapped around you to tell you he’s there, and he’s there to stay, and he wants to be there more than anywhere else.

You think that you could play this game a million times over. The part where you kiss him—that is, when his lovely, sweet little smile peeks through that rough shell—will never get old enough to retire.

(But for tonight, you can live without more of his drunken teasing. Just for tonight.)

[inside-lees-mind]

could u write killua and slash or sasuke w a super silly girly s/o… not very strong physically but shes creative and strategic sou shes fine.. also audhd . !! kind of stereotypically girly.. / nf sorry i have the biggest crush on smart mysterious boys i need JUSTICE.

Killua and Sasuke with a Super Girly S/O

Usually I don’t write for Killua tbh, but it depends on the request. Some Killua fans put a really bad taste in my mouth, BUTTTT I like this request so I’ll gladly write it!

I have AuDHD myself soooo hiii!!i :)

Obviously Multi-fandom. HxH and Naruto

Killua Zoldyck

He does not see the point.

At least not until he realizes his sister is pretty damn girly so… maybe it’s just enjoyable and he doesn’t get it?

Going off the idea reader has AuDHD, if your special interests are girly, I think he’d leave you gifts pertaining to that, but not by hand. Killua would leave gifts lying around for you like a cat brings a mouse to a doorstep. No words, just a gift that’s obviously from him.

He’ll deny he got it for you, but if you pretend like it’s from somebody else he’ll get offended and ask where the hell you got that from. You can’t win.

Alluka helps him pick out gifts for you.

Killua loves gift giving tbh.

Not only are you beautiful in his eyes, but he also can see that you are an amazing strategist and come in handy on missions and jobs. Even if you’re not quite as strong as the others in your group.

The group being that you, him, Gon, and Alluka travel around together in a group now.

Sasuke Uchiha

Rumors about who he likes had been flying around for a while.

And honestly, at first he thought you only dressed and acted so girly because you heard those rumors about how he liked girls who looked a certain way. Since apparently, that’s what people say? He doesn’t remember telling anybody anything about his preferences, but oh well.

But, once he realizes you really weren’t googling at him constantly or begging him for an ounce of attention, he was a bit more intrigued.

Not necessarily immediately, but when you two are around each other for a mission or something, and he gets to know you, you begin to catch his eye.

And even if he does strike your fancy, you weren’t too obvious about it.

At first, he wrote you off for being weak, but your strategic thinking really came in handy on a couple missions you accompanied him (and maybe Naruto and/or Sakura) on.

Unlike Killua, Sasuke is more the type to do things for you than buy things for you.

If somebody got to you and hurt you during a mission, like that scene with Sakura where he asks “who did this to you?” Yeah imagine that. Where he defends her by breaking a guys back or whatever.

Yeah you’d have to stop him if somebody hurt you.

Because like they say, ain’t no love like Uchiha love.

[hazbinshusk]

prompt 1 for husk? please?

prompt #1: a kiss on the cheek.

Husk grumbles underneath his breath as he slides into the booth beside you, a fresh glass of whiskey in hand. His brow is furrowed against the pounding bass of the club’s techno music. You’re not so much a fan of it either, but it doesn’t offend you nearly as much as it seems to offend the old cat. But this was Angel Dust’s suggestion for this month’s ‘Sinner’s Selection’ – Charlie’s latest idea for team bonding, in which the hotel guests took turns picking what you’d all do together. And considering what Angel could have chosen, none of you were about to complain about tonight’s venue.

“You don’t have to look so pissed,” you lean over to speak to Husk over the cacophony, your tone teasing. His ears perk up, the frown on his face softening slightly. “I mean, is this really the worst way to be spending a night?”

He considers the idea for a moment, casting his gaze out over the throngs of grinding bodies. Cherri and Angel are somewhere among them, and you notice Charlie and Vaggie dancing much more wholesomely on the edge of the dancefloor. Husk turns back to you, and you feel his tail twitch beside your knee.

“S’pose it could be worse.”

You grin, bumping your shoulder against his. “From you, that’s practically a glowing commendation.”

“Wouldn’t go that far,” he replies, a smile playing on the edge of his lips despite himself. “But it’s got some not so bad parts.”

“Mmm… such as?” You pry the glass out his hand, holding his gaze as you take a sip of his drink.

The feathers of Husk’s tail tickle your thigh, and while you’re not sure if its intentional, you don’t draw attention to it. It feels too nice to risk him stopping, and the last cocktail you had is making everything feel so much… more. Husk wets his lips with his tongue, eyes on yours. “Well, this part ain’t so bad.”

You smile at him, offering him his glass. He wraps his paw around your hand, leading the glass to the table without looking away from you.

“Y’know, doll, I’ve been meanin’—”

“Hey!”

You look up, startled by the sudden intrusion into the bubble you and Husk had created. A breathless princess of Hell is standing over the two of you, a drink in hand and a few strands of hair sticking to the sweat on her forehead.

“Come dance, you two!” she continues, eyes bright and smile wide. Even with the music she’s too loud, excited and bouncing on her heels eagerly. “It’s soooo fun!”

“Ain’t exactly my thing,” Husk tells her, the apology in his tone unconvincing.

She turns her attention to you, pouting and holding out her hand. “Pleeeeease?”

You sigh, rolling your eyes for Husk’s benefit before relenting and taking her hand. You know she’s not going to accept a ‘no’ from the both of you. “Fine. One dance.”

“Ooh! Yay!”

You let her pull you out of the seat, awkwardly climbing over the cat’s lap, and you pause before you let her drag you onto the dancefloor. “I’ll be there in a second, ‘kay?”

The princess nods and rushes over to collect Vaggie, and you turn back to face Husk. “Sorry. You were saying?”

He gives you a small smile, waving a hand. “’s okay. I’ll tell you later.”

“You sure?”

“’m sure,” he insists, and the affection in his eyes spreads warmth through you. “Go have fun.”

You smile back at him, bending down to press a fleeting kiss to his cheek. “’kay. Be back soon.”

Charlie returns then, Vaggie in tow, and the princess catches hold of your arm, urging you playfully towards the dancefloor. You spare the bartender one more glance before letting her drag you away, and you find yourself wondering if it’s the colored lights flashing overhead, or a blush, that stains Husk’s muzzle pink.

send me a prompt and either husk or blitzø

[blippymilk]

Big Brother Veneer x Little Sister Reader

❥ Definitely your biggest supporter and hater at the same time (normal brother behavior)

❥ Although you wouldn’t consider having Veneer as a sibling a “normal” experience

❥ At all.

❥ He had very mixed feelings about you for the first few months of your life

❥ He knew he wasn’t the baby of the family anymore according to Velvet (and dude loves attention soooo)

❥ He thinks your cute but thinks he’s cuter

❥ May or may not have tried to plot with Velvet on how to get a stork to come by and take you back to where you came from (he was pure ok)

❥ For the record Velvet did not agree (she wants Veneer to experience what happened to her too)

❥ The second he learned to love you, you were his favorite person ever.

❥ Your parents stopped worrying about you when they couldn’t find you because they knew Veneer always had you

❥ When he first tried singing he would take you to his room, grab his microphone, and sing to you. And when you clapped for him with your little hands he felt so pleased

❥ As you became a bit older Veneer turned into your biggest cheerleader

❥ He always woke up before anyone else in the house to feed you or warm your milk when you were fussy

❥ He was there when you took your first step

❥ He was there cheering you on when you said your first word

❥ He was there when you took a bite of your first solid food

❥ Whatever the occasion you name it

❥ As you got a little older your parents tended to notice you had a lot more personality than they expected

❥ And it was sort of like Veneer’s (and a little of Velvet)

❥ Veneer loved that for you

❥ You were a pretty stand your ground kid, with a little sass

❥ Veneer risked being late on his first day back at school to see your first day in kindergarten

❥ Gave you as many words of advice as he could

“You go in there and show them who’s boss. And let me know if anyone tries to mess with you, I’ll deal with them.”

❥ Veneer got smacked a little by his mom for the last sentence but he still stood by his word

❥ He was so happy for you later on when you came home excited

❥ Getting a little older and mature (around 5th grade) Veneer was basically your partner in crime

❥ Something was always happening under your household and it always landed back on you two

❥ Veneer’s the type of brother to know his parents will say no so he’ll send his younger sibling to ask

❥ One time Veneer encouraged you to watch a scary movie with him while the adults were away. You agreed and Velvet did not want to be apart of it.

❥ So by time your parents got back and it was lights out, you were shaking in your bed

❥ You ended up running to your parents to tell and you thought Veneer would be mad at you just for them to find him shaking in his bed too

❥ You both got grounded for a week

❥ When you made it to middle school Veneer noticed your energy shifting a little bit

❥ He knew there was a lot that could be happening to you in middle school because he hated middle school

❥ It could be teachers, students, homework, guys/girl problems, bullies, etc.

❥ So he convinced you to come to him whenever you needed to spill

❥ And you did

❥ Veneer definitely helped you with your fashion sense

❥ …Veneer when you get into your first relationship…😟

❥ Not exactly smooth sailing

❥ That’s why you tried to hide it at first

❥ Just so you know it did not work out and Veneer felt almost offended 😭

❥ Ends up getting along with them really well (if he likes their persona)

❥ But when it’s time for your first breakup he’s along with you every step of the way

“I never liked them anyways to be honest. You deserve way better.”

❥ Will definitely go with you to a school dance if no one else wants to

❥ And if you’re not into school dances yall are going somewhere fun like a movie, or a trampoline park

❥ Your brother Veneer who supports you reguardless of what you want to do in the future (he won’t ever let you be a lazy bum though)

❥ He cried when you started highschool

❥ If you both are in highschool together he’s your “bodyguard”

❥ Please don’t let him find out anybody is messing with you

❥ Likes to see what outfits you come up with on your own and he adores the way you dress

❥ His love for you never changes

❥ Veneer is overall just the best brother you could ask for

[mimasroom2]

Poolside fun ૮꒰ྀི⊃⸝ ⸝ ⸝⊂꒱ྀིა

I went to the pool today and I was UNASHAMEDLY checking out this HOTTTTT mom. Like guys if you saw her omg. So that’s where this idea came from😇 I feel like I keep writing the same thing every time it’s just build up and then Ellie fingering you LMAO but it’s a classic. Wanted to make a more relaxed fic, I always end up adding plot. Started as headcanons but then it got too long.

C/w: Smut lol. Ellie is older in this one but reader is 19. Also Ellie is lowkey a perv…. like imagine if a man was doing this..🤢 it’s okay tho it’s Ellie so it’s automatically hot😜 Ellie the cougar LMFAO RAWWWWRRRRR. Mommy kink😞

W/c: 1.1k (I PROMISE IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT)

𓆟. ° .• .𓆝 .• ° . 𓆟 . ° .• .𓆞

You’re not really shy changing in front of people, especially if they’re strangers. I mean ur never gonna see them again. You still turn away from people and face the corner. You’re not like… walking around with ur pussy out for everyone to see😭

Ellie feels soooo lucky she decided to come to the pool today. She was debating not to, but when she saw your bare tits in the locker room she knew she was staying. She tried so hard to be discreet, so she waited a couple minutes until she followed you out into the pools (she set a timer LMAO). When she left the locker room she was pretending to decide which area to go to first, but she was really scanning for you and your sexy black swimsuit.

You decide to go into the main pool first and swim a few laps since you haven’t gone swimming in awhile. Ellie discreetly watches you from the next pool over and tries to gauge if you’re an extrovert or introvert so she knows how to best approach you. She decides you’re probably an introvert, so she thinks it’s best to keep her distance for awhile.

You see a bunch of kids and parents going down a tall ass water slide and ur like “why not” so you go get in line. Ellie is WAY TOO prideful to go down the slide, so she just sits on a bench and pretends to stretch until she sees you come out the bottom. You’re all smiling and giggling as you fall into the water, and she thinks it’s adorable.

OH YEAH! She’s wearing a black swim top sports bra type deal,,, and swim shorts that have dinos on them (the pic I included)

You finally see her as you get out of the water.

You have to do a double take because DAYUM she is hawttttt. She’s standing there all cool crossing her arms AND HER TATTOO OMGGG the pool is not the only thing that’s wet.

You decide to spend some time in the hot tub. There’s not a lot of people but the jets and everything drown the other conversations out, so you close your eyes and relax. You’re a couple minutes into your spa time when you feel someone’s thigh up against yours. You open your eyes and HOLY SHIT it’s the hot masc you swear was following you around.

She actually grins at you, “Sorry. Did I scare yah?”

You guys end up just making small talk about the pool and stuff. She says her name is Ellie. Turns out she’s a huge ass gym rat and likes to come in here to wind down (or.. at least that’s what she said.)

“You got a girlfriend?” You’re actually honestly shocked at how direct she is, so you stutter a little but end up saying ‘no’.

“Shit.. with a body like that I’m surprised no one’s snatched you up.” She looks you up and down and you swear your face would get hot if you weren’t already in a hot tub.

“How old are you anyway?” You ask and uhhh! Let’s just say you did NOT expect her to say 25. Good thing your cut off for milfs is 27😇

Her eyes widen and she fucking laughs when you say you’re 19. You try testing the waters (heh) and playfully splash her to which she pretends to be offended.

She makes you tell her more about yourself and when she thinks you’re not looking, she stares right at ur cleavage. You swear you see a fucking glimmer in her eye when you say you haven’t had a girlfriend in awhile. She may as well have giant lights that say ‘POUND TOWN’ behind her😭

You remark that the hot tub is getting to be too much and you’re probably gonna get out soon but you really don’t want to leave her

“I guess the hot tub isn’t the only thing that’s hot in here.” She knows it’s fucking cheesy and stupid but she smirks anyway.

You genuinely cannot hear her over the jets “What?” You scoot closer to her.

“I guess the hot tub isn’t- fuck.. just come with me. Okay, darlin’?” She stands up and waves at you to come with her.

You follow her into the locker room and there’s HELLA people so you’re all ‘really this is where we’re gonna do it?’ She walks out of the locker room and looks you up and down before she opens one of the massage rooms. She tells you she swiped the key from a worker who was clocking out :0. So she opens it and everything and WOW is this straight out of your fantasies.

“Take this off.” She closes and locks the door. You turn around to face her and start peeling off the wet swimsuit from your body. She leans against the door and watches you.

Once it’s finally off Ellie walks up to you and starts unashamedly grabbing your tits. You bite your lip, trying not to make any noise at the most basic contact. She looks into your eyes and then smashes her lips against yours, reaching down to rub your pussy. You moan and she slips her tongue inside your mouth. It almost makes you feel disgusting, with how vulgar this whole situation is. She’s sucking on your tongue while she continues palming you.

She leads your body over to the little massage bed. “Already so wet just from that, huh?” She smirks and slowly spreads your legs open.

“Not my fault you’re experienced and hot- oh fuck mmmh”

“Whoever said it was a fault?” She says and swift pushes two fingers into you without warning. You arch your back and start breathing even heavier, even though she’s going so slow. She has her head close to your pussy and is basically staring at how her fingers look going in and out as she’s fucking you. “Stretch you out nice n good.”

“Fuck.. please Ellie gimme more..” she makes eye contact and glares at you. She definitely doesn’t want you talking over her.

She speeds up her pace, until her fingers are slamming inside you over and over again. Part of you wants to tell her to stop so that it can last longer. Your moans start becoming more audible, and both hands are gripping the soft blanket beneath you.

“Come on. Mama’s got yah.” You never thought you’d find a mommy kink so attractive, but you feel yourself fucking clench around her fingers. When she can tell you’re about to cum, she puts her lips around your clit and starts to suck on it, you scream and whimper until your orgasm arrives. You let out guttural moans, and you couldn’t even care if other people at the gym can hear you with how much you needed this.

“Cmon, let’s get yah back in the hot tub so you can properly wind down.”

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[jybyls]

Tease || J.O

Part 1 | Masterlist

Warning: Teasing, R is kinda jealous, sexual tension, but no smut, R is an actress too, and I think that's it.

Synopsis: Part 2, so you're visiting Jenna on the set of Finestkind, and you wanted to get your revenge after her teasing you, but you end up in one damn of a situation

Words: 1k~

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Jen <3

You: Loveee ! Do you know what day it is ?

So today I finally get to see Jenna again and I'm terribly excited.

Jen: Hi love, did you sleep well ?

It's sweet she asks if I slept well because she knows I have trouble sleeping, even more when she's not with me. But currently I couldn't give a fuck less about my sleeping schedule.

You: Who gives a shit I FINALLY get to see you today !!

Jen: Oh yes that's right ! Omg I forgot it's already the day !

You: How could you forget ? I'm terribly offended.

Jen: Come on I'm sorry. I really can't wait to see ya love ❤️

You: Yeah sure

Jen: Don't be like that

You: Alr I'm sorry

I'm really excited to see you ❤️

Jen: Me too ❤️

When's your flight ?

You: At 6pm.

Got everything pack already and I'm just gonna clean the house and feed the cats

Jen: Omg bring the cats with you !

You: Lmao I wish I could, but my best friend gonna take care of them while I'm gone

Jen: Really wish you could bring them :(

Miss them

You: More than me ?

Jen: That's a trick question and I won't answer

You: That is not a trick question woman 🤨

Anyway you're gonna pick me up at the airport right ?

Jen: Yes ofc

Need my little princess passenger

You: Tbh that's one of the thing I missed the most

Jen: Being my princess passenger ?

You: Yeah

Jen: You're unbelievable

You: I can't wait to see in your Mabel outfit in real life

Jen: Oooh right I forgot about that

I bet you can't wait

You: Ok now don't be a tease

Jen: I didn't do anything !

You: Aren't you suppose to work ?

Jen: Lunch break

You: Right

What scene do you gotta do after your break ?

Jen: A lovey dovey scene

Oh, right, so whenever I or Jenna are doing a scene where we're kissing someone else, we call those scenes "lovey dovey scenes" to not make the other one jealous. Which never works, by the way.

You: Right I forgot that's basically all the movie is about.

Anddd, now I'm jealous.

Jen: Don't be jealous

We can recreate that scene if you want. It'll be soooo much better than the actual scene

Will that make you feel better ?

You: Probably yeah

Jen: Alright. I gotta go my love I love you can't wait to see you ❤️

You: I love you too, work hard. I'll reward you when I'll get there ❤️

Jen: Oh God.

She can't be the only one to tease.

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My plan arrived, and I've been looking around for Jenna until I saw a small figure looking around like a lost child. She turned around, and when her eyes laid on me a smile immediately grew on her face. She ran up to me, hugging my waist tightly. "Hi baby. I've missed you so bad." She said, her face buried in my chest. "I missed you too, love." My face in her neck holding her for dear life. She pulled away to kiss me softly. That's only when I realised she's still wearing Mabel's outfit. Oh God.

"You're still wearing Mabel's fit." I said while checking her out. "Yeah, you like it ?" She smirked. Fucking tease. "Yeah, it looks even better in real life," I look up at her, not being able to look away from her mesmerising eyes, "You look so good, love." She just smiled at me, taking my hand in her. "Thank you, sweetheart," she took some of my baggage and started walking toward her car, "By the way, you know I worked real hard today." She made an allusion to our conversation earlier, I like to think that she kept thinking about that all day. "Remebered that, huh ? Could you even think of something else all day ?" I teased her, I'm getting my revenge today.

"No I couldn't this is why I worked so hard, I mean, I had to think about something else than you which was really considering the pic you send me, so, I think I deserved my reward." She started to ramble as she opened the door for me, I mumbled a small 'thank you' before starting to talk. "Right, you do deserve your reward." I smirked, seeing how flustered she was getting.

Jenna is usually the one who has an effect on me and totally controls me, but for time to time, she lets me take control for a moment, so I'm enjoying it.

On the way to the set of Finestkind, we talked about our day, going back and forth on random topics too. Once there, she made me meet everyone, but she hurried our way to her trailer.

"Remebered what I told you about recreating that lovey dovey scene ?"

"Yeah, I do, but what exactly was the scene ?"

"Let me show you ? You're Charlie, and I'm Mabel, alright, love ?"

I only nodded, letting her guide me for now.

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Jenna is currently lying on her back while I'm kissing her stomach, begging for her to let me taste her. "Please, baby please." I'm so desperate for her, but how could I not be ? She has been teasing me for the past hour. It goes from pulling my hair away from a kiss to denying me pleasure her. It's driving me crazy and she's loving it, maybe too much.

"What do you want, baby ?" She smirked down at me. "You. Just you, please." I'm turning into a whining mess. She pretended to think for a moment before answering me. "Mmh, I don't know. Why should I ?" She's being cruel. A small tear ran down my eye. I buried my face in her thigh, holding her like my life depended on it. "Because you worked so hard today, you need to release some stress." She can't deny me for too long. She'll eventually give in.

"Okay, then have me, darling." She caressed my hair softly, I looked up at her checking if she was joking with me, but I realised she wasn't and immediately started to get to work.

We're having a long night.

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A/n: Hope you enjoyed it. Have a good day/night. Love y'all <3

[dozing-marshmallow]

Heyo! Just asking

Would you mind writing Yandere Noah Vs Yandere Mike from total drama? Thankssss! :>

Hellooo! Thank you so much for this fun request, so happy I was finally able to get this out! Also, I loooove your Radlynn theme, I loved playing the Papa Louie games so much growing up ^v^ enjoy !

YANDERE! NOAH VS YANDERE! MIKE HEADCANONS

Two guys fighting over you? My! How would that turn out?

Well, Noah would try to impress you with his intellect, Mike tried wooing you with his natural sweet personality.

Of course, you never thought these gestures had a bigger meaning than what met the eye.

Typical (Y/N).

A few months after the...season of All Stars aired, Chris wanted to throw a celebration reunion party for both casts before the brand new cast of Pahkitew Island was publicly introduced.

Noah and Mike were two of the many that didn’t want to go, but having the fact they were obliged to attend by their contract megaphoned, they soon put together that if this whole thing was mandatory for everyone, you would definitely be there.

Even if it wasn’t, you were a sweetheart, so you would’ve attended anyway.

Everyone was there alright, around their respective friend groups, and there Mike was, suspiciously having an exorbitant smile on his face for someone who wasn’t accompanied by anyone.

Noah knew the cause all too well, and takes it to confront him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Still a coward, huh?,“Ohh wow, that obvious lie came with that gap in your teeth? Take this as a warning, Mike. Unless you wanna make that gap bigger, back up trying to test your mediocre pick up lines on (Y/N) and you won’t have any more problems than what you already have to deal with.” his finger spiked into the taller male’s chest,“You have no chance with a girl that’s out of your generation, let alone out of your league.”

"Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Noah!" said guy’s attempt at intimidation massively backfiring with Mike putting a hand to his own burning chest,"See, even though I'm Mike first and personalities second, the...feeling (Y/N) gives me is so intense, it's actually taking a better effect on me than the medication my psychiatrist prescribes me!"

How lame.

The high IQ rolls his eyes at Mike’s pathetic attempt at love,"You know your identity disorder soooo well. You of all people should know that's illogical, but I was right. (Y/N) really does have a moron lusting after her."

"Wow! Can't believe you finally got around to realising how dumb you are!"

Noah’s glare deepens in his face as Mike’s smile grew. These conversations were getting boring,"Why don't you go back to nosebleed hair? I'm sure she's missing you terribly bro." Surely that would kick some alarm into him. That desperate friendless girl had to be looking for him.

Strangely, he was still all happy,"Oh! I called things off with Zoey!” Oh. No wonder why he’s not slighted.

Damn your humanity, Zoey. You couldn’t entertain this idiot for another season?

He takes out his hideous handmade accessory,“I took my necklace back, so I can cherish it to (Y/N) instead!" Poor girl.

No way you could love someone that lacked the decency to reserve his affection- I mean, Noah loved you from day one,"Gee even I'm offended you think a second hand thing is the best you can give to my (Y/N). You are so totally rich. Medication funds put you in debt much?"

"Actually, they were free, but you are right about one thing! Not fair to give something someone else had. I'll make her another! Bigger and better! Like my love for her." he kept getting more and more ideas.

Can he afford to keep up?,"Don't go over budget."

"Hah! Seems like you suffer from a memory disorder. Thanks to my win, I never have to worry about budget again!... How many seasons did you win again?" Mike asks, his smirk still the same, but his words this time around were coiled by a pleather of travesty that had forced Noah to face a stinging truth he hated to admit, hissing a response in avoidance.

“Cram it, blockhead.”

Mike was about to blow a comeback, when suddenly your goddess figure graced both of them with your presence, switching their rivalry selves to civil friends.

"Enjoying yourself over here, boys?"

"Oh, totally." Noah waved, that totally being true for once.

"Never been better (Y/N)!" Mike threw you a thumbs up.

“Aw! Great!” you gushed in delight at the two,“It’s so heartwarming to see you guys getting along so well especially since we come from different casts!” You’re...happy. 

You’re happy at them... Them...getting along? Yes... Yes, we do get along! Mike wants to be the one to amplify your joy by encompassing Noah’s neck around his arm, a perfect time to suffocate him, yet so far,“Oh, yeah!” he could feel the malice blaze in Noah’s eyes, but he wouldn’t dare try breaking out his grasp if it meant keeping you happy. It was just as despicable for him,“It’s real nice speaking to the competitors from earlier seasons! You can learn so much.”

The hidden venom irked the trapped male, making it ten times harder to hold back his sly tongue. But you were there... (Y/N), too pure to taste any hate, had rewritten the entire muscle of his jaw. 

“Yeah, what...” for (Y/N), for (Y/N), for (Y/N),“He said. Guy’s more lovable than Owen.” Big fat lie. But you were pleased.

“Aww! Well, I’ll leave you two be. See you later!” even when you had rolled the distance, your words were still as sweet as blood itself.

How caring you are.

Mike makes the immediate move to aggressively shove Noah away from him. 

An awkward silence sits in as the ugly nature of their opposition unravels in the air, Noah being the first to emerge,“You’re still here?”

Mike’s smile finally drops in a confused line,“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Dunno. Thought after seeing for yourself that (Y/N) has zero interest in you, like none whatsoever, you’d get going.” His blood vessels bloated in hatred under his skin.

How come? I’m the one that made our “friendship” more believable to her,“How could I after she gave me that smile?” saying that revived his one.

“Mhmm, that smile was totally for you. Get realistic!” No amount of verity could crush that delusion Mike had, which increasingly agitated Noah,“(Y/N) will never love you. Never.”

“There’s no never in that smile, Noah! The way you cope with denial is really cute!” See? This freak was enjoying it.

Noah sighed. Guess it’s what you have to do when you lose a game of love. Really unfortunate for him, this was very rewarding.

The man with sarcasm for a name turned his back to take one of the knives available from the cutlery table. He slid his finger up and down its shiny blade, remembering all about why he stayed in this meaningless party for this long. His chagrin is cut short.

At the same time, Mike discreetly checks his blazer pocket to ensure he still had his one occupying within. A similar sick with the strings of heart quivers its way onto his reddening lips.

(Y/N)...(Y/N)...

Things were about to get interesting.

[svynie]

This Year.. Maybe

Chapter 3: May 8, Fourth Year — Tea, Tension and A Touch of Chaos

5YN0PSIS: The classroom erupts into a whirlwind of ideas, from water guns to strength contests, as festival planning spirals into chaos. With no clear direction in sight, tensions rise and laughter echoes—but just as the noise reaches its peak, a calm yet commanding presence steps in, leaving behind a ripple of unspoken tension.

TAGS: KAZUHA X READER... not yet, awkward conversations, SLOW BURNN, angst, one-sided (or is it?), ITTO APPEARS!! and another person... 3RD+2ND POV, USE OF Y/N, modern au, classic itto shenanigans

W.C: 3.5K

A/N: this chapter won’t cover the full chaos of the Mid-Year Festival itself, it's all about the planning stage for now. If I end up with too many ideas for the prep work, I might split it into its own chapter. so the original plan of the 3rd chapter being the mid-year festival may be separated in 3 parts..

The morning light streamed through the windows of Class 4-B as Kazuha walked in, his bag casually slung over one shoulder. The familiar sounds—of soft laughter, rustling of bags and the occasional scraping of chairs against the floor—greeted him.

Kazuha made his way to his desk by the window, the spot he had selfishly assigned himself a month ago.

It wasn’t just because he enjoyed the view or the natural light that was perfect for writing—it was also because it was beside [Y/N]

Sliding into his seat, he let his bag drop to the floor as he opened his notebook.

Today would be the planning meeting for a mid-year festival.

Kazuha tapped his pen lightly against his notebook, his mind already buzzing with ideas.

But would any of them resonate or even impress [Y/N]?

He glanced to the side, where [Y/N]’s seat was empty.

They weren’t late—they never were.

They had a habit of arriving right before the bell rang, something Kazuha had noticed far too well, a detail Heizou never lets him forget

“KAZUHAAAA” Speaking of Heizou…

Heizou’s singsong voice interrupted his thoughts as he plopped down into the seat in front of him. “You look awfully serious for someone who’s composing haikus… instead of actual festival plans.”

Kazuha sighed, closing his notebook. “Well, good morning to you too, Heizou. I look serious because I am thinking of actual ideas for the meeting. Unlike some people…”

“Oh? But I DO take it seriously,” Heizou replied, crossing his arms dramatically. “So, are you planning to contribute to today’s meeting or just cause trouble like usual?” Kazuha asked, with a raise of his eyebrows. “Trouble? ME?? I'm offended Kazu...” Heizou grinned, pulling a small kit out of his bag. Inside were what looked like harmless props—fake bugs, disappearing ink, and something that suspiciously resembles a whoopee cushion. “You can’t be serious”

“But I am!” Heizou’s grin widened but before he can continue, the classroom door swung open, and Yoimiya bounced in with her energy immediately lighting up the space. “HEIZOUU!!” she called out, her voice brimming with excitement. “Ahh! And good morning, Kazuha!” “Good morning, Yoimiya,” Kazuha said politely. 

Her energy was almost overwhelming… this early in the day, he thought.

Yoimiya grabbed a chair, spun it around and sat on it. “Soooo what’s the topic today?? Something… festival-y? Oh and Heizou! Did you bring the stuff?”

Heizou held up the kid proudly. “Right here.”

“GREAT! We’ve got work to do.. Kazuha! You’re not gonna ban this idea right?? Imagine the laughs it’ll get!!”

Kazuha pinched the bridge of his nose. “As class president, I am obligated to encourage ideas that foster collaboration and creativity… not chaos.”

“Chaos is creativity.” Yoimiya quickly argued.

Before the conversation could escalate, Tomo and Shinobu entered the room together, their voices a calm counterpoint to Yoimiya’s. Shinobu carried a stack of papers neatly clipped together, her no-nonsense expressions contrasting sharply with Tomo’s easygoing smile.

“Kazuha.” Shinobu said with a curt nod. “Good morning. We’ll need to finalize the budget after today’s meeting.” “Of course,” Kazuha replied, returning her nod. “Morning!” Tomo chimed in, sliding into the seat beside Heizou. “What’s all this talk about chaos? Are we planning a festival or a disaster?” “Both.” Heizou and Yoimiya said in unison.

Shinobu sighed, shaking her head. “Let's just try to stay on task today, alright? Mr. Takahashi is expecting us to make actual progress.” “Don’t worry, Shinobu!” Tomo said, grinning. “We’ve got this under control… probably.” Kazuha exhaled, letting the chatter wash over him. It was shaping up to be a lively  day.

As the classroom began to fill with students, the usual buzz of the early morning was suddenly interrupted by a booming voice.. “YOO!!! IT’S FESTIVAL TIME, BABYY!!” 

The door swings open with dramatic force, revealing Itto’s beaming face. His energy is enough to make even the sleepiest students groan.

The surprising part wasn’t his grand entrance…

It was that he was on time.

“Itto… you’re actually here before the bell??” Yoimiya asked, voice tinged with disbelief

“Is it snowing.. Or did Itto actually make it to class on time!?” Heizou quipped, earning chuckles from the surrounding students. “Well, that's a surprise… ” murmurs Shinobu, glancing over at Tomo with a raised eyebrow. “Miracles do happen,” Tomo replies wryly, shaking his head with an amused chuckle as Itto’s boisterous laugh echoes around the room.

“Laugh all you want Heizou, but this year’s festival is gonna be epic thanks to yours truly!” Itto declared as he strides confidently inside the room, dramatically twirling before taking his seat.

Then the bell rings, everyone quickly quiets down, turning toward the front.

As if on cue, Mr. Takahashi walks in, his expression calm but purposeful. He raises his hand to silence the last few lingering whispers. “Alright, class, let’s get to work.”

His voice was steady and his manner was at a no-nonsense despite his usual friendly and joking disposition.  “This will be a critical week for our school festival preparations. Let's make sure we leave a lasting impression, not only on the school but on each other.” Kazuha, who has been sitting quietly at his desk, exchanges a short glance with [Y/N], who had just arrived and sat at their seat beside him. A brief flutter in his chest, he felt a rush of warmth but he’s quick to push the feeling down. 

He takes a breath and then nods at Mr. Takahashi, who motions for him to take the lead as he left the class, presumably to a meeting with other teachers.

With ease, Kazuha steps forward, standing in front of the class, his expression calm. The murmurs died down once again as he opened the discussion

“This year’s festival,” Kazuha begins, his tone steady but carrying an unmistakable earnestness, “is more than just a chance to impress. It’s an opportunity for us to build something that we can all be proud of—something that now only showcases our talents, but also our unity. Let's make it meaningful!”

The brainstorming session begins almost immediately, the room coming alive with enthusiasm. “I’ve got the perfect idea!” Yoimiya burst out, hand shooting up as she was practically bouncing in her seat. “A mystery maze with tons of surprises!”

Kazuha raised an eyebrow, tapping his pen. “What kind of surprises?” he asked, a hint of curiosity in his tone. Without missing a beat, Yoimiya whipped a water gun out of her bag and aimed it at Heizou. “Like this one!” she grinned, shooting a stream of water directly at him.

Heizou’s eyes widened just in time to feel the cold spray. “What the-” he sputtered, jumping out of his seat, shirt completely soaked. “Yoimiya you menace!” Heizou said, while wiping his face with a dramatic flair. 

The class erupted into laughter, some clutching their stomachs from the unexpected prank.

“You’ve got to be kidding me..” Heizou mutters, trying to wring out his shirt. “You traitor.”

Yoimiya simply grins wider, clearly fazed. “Hey, it's all in the name of fun! What better way to get people talking than a little mystery..! And some water…”

“I guess that’s one way to keep us on our toes..” Heizou said, shaking his head in amusement. “But don’t think I’ll let this slide! Me and my prank kit will be waiting for you to fall in our little trap..!” Yoimiya rolled her eyes while she giggled, clearly still pleased with herself. “See?? It’ll be filled with all kinds of surprises!!"

Kazuha sighed, though there was a playful glint in his eyes. “I’m not sure ‘surprise’ is the word I would use..” He raised his eyebrows, trying to keep a straight face as he glanced at Heizou, who was now half-drenched in water.

Though, Yoimiya’s enthusiasm doesn't seem to be the only thing that’s booming in the room..

Before anyone can add anything else, Itto, who had been sitting quietly with his arms crossed, suddenly slams his hand down on the desk with a loud

BANG!

..Drawing everyone’s attention.

“HOLDD ON A SECOND!!” Itto’s voice rang out.

“We NEED something way more INTENSE THAN THIS. Forget water balloons, I’m talking about a real test of strength!” He sits up straight, his usual grin wide as ever. “How about a strength competition? Arm-wrestling, boulder-lifting contests—let’s see who got the power to win!!”

Shinobu, who had been absentmindedly taking notes on the topic, finally looks up, her gaze sharp. “Uh, we’re supposed to be showcasing creativity, not strength.” she points out dryly, clearly not impressed by Itto’s suggestion. “If we’re doing a festival, there’s no need to make it into a gym session..”

But Itto’s determination remained undeterred, his grin only growing wider “Pfft, who said we can’t have both?” he counters, completely ignoring Shinobu’s criticism. “Strength and creativity go hand in hand! You gotta have the power to be creative!! Plus, I’m the one who’s gonna win anywaaays, so you guys better prepare!!” He flexes his muscles dramatically for emphasis,  earning a few chuckles from the class.

The playful banter catches Yoimiya’s attention, and she leans back in her chair, raising an eyebrow. “Really? A Strength competition?” She crosses her arms, her expression turning smug. “My mystery maze would get waaaaaaaaaaaay more attention than your ‘muscle festival’! People don’t come for boulders and arm-wrestling. They come for surprises!”

Itto snorts, clearly unamused. “A maze? Are you kidding? That's your idea of entertainment?” He leans back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest as if to mock Yoimiya. “Naaaah, mine’s gonna be the main event! Everyone’s gonna want to see who’s the strongest!! Not who can navigate some over-complicated maze..”

Yoimiya rolls her eyes dramatically, flicking a lock of hair out of her face. “Strongest huh? Suuuuree, because everyone just loves seeing a bunch of sweaty guys trying to lift rocks..”

She gives him a  teasing, almost mocking smile. “Maybee, we’ll have a rock-lifting station for your fans after MY MAZE STEALS THE SHOW.”

Itto’s jaw tightens, his eyes narrowing. “You’re really underestimating me… People love seeing power on display! You think they’ll care about running around a maze, getting wet for fun? Think again!”

The argument between Yoimiya and Itto soon escalates.. With both clearly unwilling to back down. The class watches with mixed expressions, some enjoying the back-and-forths, others just shaking their head..

Kazuha, who has been observing quietly, clears his throat, effectively cutting through the growing tension. “Alright.. Alright, both ideas do have merit, but let’s try to hear a few other suggestions before we start getting too carried away,” he suggests, his voice calm yet carrying an authoritative edge.

The room falls into a brief yet awkward silence as everyone looks at Kazuha then to someone who had been seated near the door..

Ayaka, who hadn’t been paying as much attention… until now. The sudden rise in eyes looking at her had caught her off guard. She blinks, her face flushing pink with surprise at the attention now on her.

“Oh! Uh..” she stammers, clearly embarrassed. “Maybe.. We could have a tea booth of sorts? A place to relax and refresh, something more peaceful in the middle of all the excitement?” Her voice soft as she tries to put forward her idea.

Shinobu perked up, nodding. “I like that idea. It’d be perfect for people who need a break from all the excitement. We could even decorate it with fairy lights or plants.”

Itto groaned dramatically, throwing his hands up. “BORINGG!!” A study corner at a festival?? Why not just hand out pillows and call it a nap room?

Before he could continue, Shinobu smacked the back of his head with a book “Be quiet, Itto. Not everyone’s looking for chaos and noise.”

Itto rubbed the back of his idea, pouting. “Fine… fine, but if most of the students end up sleeping, don't say I didn't warn you!”

The class erupted into laughter once more, now each voice vying to be heard over the other quickly turning the classroom into chaos.

And amid everything, Kazuha stood quietly, listening to the lively exchange as fingers absentmindedly traced his notebook. He watched as Yoimiya waved her water gun around, showering Heizou again in a sudden burst of water, Itto jumping in with the same usual booming voice to pitch his idea. Shinobu, exasperated but amused while Ayaka and Kirara watched everything quietly..

Kazuha’s mind wandered, he glanced in your direction. You were watching the others argue, a faint smile tugging at your lips as if the sherry absurdity of it all amused you.

Kazuha’s gaze lingered for a moment longer than intended, and a memory surfaced—a conversation you’d had not long ago. You had spoken about your hobby of doing art.

The memory of your enthusiasm stirred something in him, and before he could overthink, an idea formed.

He cleared his throat, hoping to catch the class’s attention. “What about an art gallery?“ He said, his voice steady but carrying just enough weight to momentarily cut through.

The room quieted as heads turned in his direction, and Kazuha felt his pulse quicken. Despite his serene exterior, he was suddenly aware of the weight of their gazes—and yours.

“We could create a space where students can showcase their creativity,” he continued, keeping his tone steady. “Paintings, photography, crafts, even poetry! It could be something that encourages people to express themselves“

The silence that followed his suggestion stretched uncomfortably long.

His idea hung in the air, seemingly unnoticed as some exchanged hesitant glances. Kazuha’s calm demeanor didn’t waver, but a faint warmth crept up his neck. His fingers resumed their slow tracing along the edge of his notebook, grounding him as his thoughts swirled.

Did I misread the room? Was it too plain? He wondered, stealing a glance in your direction. To his dismay, you were looking at him, your expression contemplative.

Embarrassed, Kazuha quickly looked away, his hand stilling as he forced himself to remain composed. 

Finally the silence broke—not with acknowledgement, but with Itto’s voice reigniting the earlier debate.

“No way a maze is better than my strength competition” Itto barked, through the awkward atmosphere with his usual brashness.

“Your competition doesn’t even make sense” Yoimiya shot back, “Who’s going to want to watch people lift boulders for fun??”

“Lots of people!! EVERYONE loves boulders!”

“Name one person,” Shinobu said, smacking the back of his head again. “Other than you”

Kazuha slid onto the teacher’s chair, feeling the heat of embarrassment fade into a cooler more.. Detached resignation.

He glanced at you again, hoping for some sign that you’d at least considered his suggestion. But your attention was now focused on the escalating argument, leaving him to sit in quiet frustration.

The tension in the room grew as Yoimiya and Itto continued bickering, Heizou joining in with his dry remarks about logistics..

The conversation devolved into a chaotic back-and-forth, and no one seemed willing—or able—to bring it back on track. Kazuha thought about trying to interject again, but his earlier embarrassment held him back.

He folded his hand in his lap, his expression calm but his mind racing with thoughts of how he could have worded his suggestion better—or perhaps even better… kept quiet.

The air felt heavy, the awkwardness palpable despite the lively banter. 

Just as Kazuha was about to resign himself to sitting quietly for the rest of the meeting, the classroom door opened, and Ayato stepped in.

His entrance was sudden yet smooth, his sharp gaze sweeping over the room as he took in the scene—Yoimiya waving her water gun, Itto gesturing wildly, and Shinobu pinching the bridge of her nose in visible frustration. 

Despite having graduated from the school a year ago, Ayato often returned to assist with events, particularly festival planning, given his reputation for strategic thinking and refined tastes. His role as a special consultant for the Student Council made his appearances occasional yet impactful

With an almost imperceptible smile, Ayato clapped his hands once, the sound cutting cleanly through the noise

“Alright everyone,” he said in a firm yet calm voice, immediately commanding attention. “Let’s settle down. I see we have no shortage of creative ideas, but we seem to be lacking a clear direction.”

As Ayato entered and spoke, Ayaka froze mid-thought, her eyes widening in surprise. “Br- Brother?!” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper while she clasped her hands nervously.

Ayato smiled warmly at his sister, his calm demeanor putting her slightly at ease. “I was passing by on my way to check on the festival’s overall progress.. And heard quite the commotion,” he said, glancing around the room. “It seem you really are all overflowing ideas” Ayaka nodded, trying to compose herself. “Yes, we’ve been discussing potential themes. There are so many wonderful ideas but..” Her gaze dropped to the floor, her voice faltering slightly. “It’s a bit hard to decide.” “Then perhaps I can help,” Ayato said, his sharp gaze softening as he looked at her. “Ayaka you mentioned a relaxing booth earlier didn’t you?” “Ah yes!” Ayaka quickly responded followed by a nod.

“And Kazuha proposed an art gallery…”  As Ayato continued speaking, his eyes swept over the room, pausing momentarily on Kazuha and then on [Y/N]. 

It was subtle, but the faintest hint of a knowing smile tugged at his lips. 

His voice maintained its usual composure as he turned back to Kazuha. “An art gallery paired with tea, don’t you think it has a certain elegance to it? A perfect opportunity to showcase talents while offering a serene atmosphere.”

Kazuha, ever perceptive, caught the fleeting glance between Ayato and [Y/N]. For just a split second, your eyes seemed to brighten at the suggestion, lips curling into a smile of approval.

That subtle change, so simple yet so radiant, sent an unexpected twinge through Kazuha’s chest.

He averted his face, his hand brushing a strand of fair from his face in an attempt to steady himself. 

Why does it bother me? He wondered silently. It’s just Ayato being his usual self.. Right?

But the way Ayato’s words seemed to resonate with [Y/N], and the faint amusement lingering in his expression, unsettled Kazuha in a way he couldn’t quite explain.

“Indeed” Kazuha replied, his voice steady despite the slight tightness in his chest. “It’s an amazing idea, blending art and tea… I’m sure most of us would agree.” He glanced towards [Y/N], his tone carefully neutral, as if daring to confirm what he already suspected.

[Y/N] nodded enthusiastically.

Ayato chuckled softly, his gaze turning back to Kazuha, as if gauging his reaction. “I thought so. I’ve always believed the best ideas come from collaboration.”

He clasped his hands together. “And who better to bring the vision to life than talented individuals like you and [Y/N]?’

Kazuha’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly at Ayato’s choice of words.

The former Student Council President had an effortless charm, one that clearly captivated everyone in the room—including [Y/N]. 

Meanwhile, Ayaka’s blush deepened at her brother’s encouragement, though she was still too flustered to notice the subtle undercurrents in the room. “Ah- Thank you Ayato..” she managed to say.

Ayato chuckled once more. “It's nothing, Ayaka. After all, a Kamisato should always strive to enrich the lives of others! I’m sure you’ll make it a memorable experience

Meanwhile, at the back of the room, the banter continued unabated.

“Though.. It’s still a mystery why you think boulder-lifting is creative, Itto.” Yoimiya teased with a sly grin. “What’s next? A rock stacking competition? An Okinabuto wrestling competition? Though I will admit, it’d be hilarious to watch you drop a rock on your foot.” “Hey! Don't diss the rocks nor my bugs!!” Itto shot back, puffing his chest out. “Plus, you’d be surprised how much skill it takes to stack boulders.” Heizou leaned back in his chair with a smirk. “It’s not really… the boulders we’re questing. It’s about your ability to stack anything without knocking it over.” “OH HOHO, that’s RICH coming from the guy who can’t even dodge a water gun!” Itto retorted, pointing at Heizou.

Shinobu, clearly at her wit’s end, sighed deeply and crossed her arms. “You’re all impossible.. Yoimiya, dont even think about shooting that things again.”

She then gave Itto a sharp look. “And you—stop encouraging her.” Yoimiya held up the water gun innocently and spun it in her hand, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Me? I would neveeeer…” “Oh not again..” Heizou muttered, sliding his chair further back as if anticipating another spray.

Itto laughed boisterously to which Shinobu shot back, “Close your mouth Itto.. not everyone has your brain-to-brawn ratio.” “Brain-to-brawn ratio..?? Is that supposed to be an insult or a compliment?” Itto scratched his head, visibly confused.

“It’s definitely an insult,” Heizou chimed smugly from… across the room.. Far, far away from Yoimiya.. Earning an exaggerated gasp from Itto.

As the laughter and teasing continued in the room, Ayato stepped closer to Kazuha, his tone low enough to not be overheard. “You should be careful, Kazuha,” he said with a teasing lilt. “If you don’t make your move soon, someone else might.” Kazuha turned towards Ayato sharply, his eyes betraying his usual composed expression. A flicker of surprise—and just a hint of jealousy. “I appreciate your advice Ayato,” he replied, his voice low but firm. “But some things are worth waiting for.” Ayato simply smiled, patting Kazuha’s shoulder before stepping back to address the class once more.

“Now then, let’s channel this lively energy into making the festival unforgettable, shall we?”

kazuha fanart made by @/Dilyakum_ on twt

TAGLIST: @danhenglovebot, @milkteeboba, @3amstoryreader

all writing belongs to me (@svynie) do not repost without my explicit permission, translate or plagiarize.

[lesbianmarrow]

the thing that surprised me in syzygy was mulder eventually deciding he didn't want to sleep with detective white. at the beginning of the episode i definitely thought they were going to hook up given how flirtatious he was being toward her. it seemed like he wanted to get in her pants at first (soooo unprofessional but isnt he always) but then didn't want to anymore bc he was too torn up over how he and scully weren't getting along. i could see his initial flirting with white as him trying to escape that tension between him and scully, only of course it just made everything worse.

it's notable that this is the first time mulder is trying to hook up with someone while scully is right there. the past 2 instances happened when she was away, and i think she feels extra offended (and "humiliated" as she says) that he's doing it while she's right there. i think she even feels rejected and like she's being made to feel like she's not good enough. mulder's comments to white about scully's skepticism are so hurtful in part because they're creating an "us vs them" where the "us" is mulder and white and the "them" is scully, when usually the "us" is mulder and scully and the "them" is the rest of the world. it's not just the betrayal of this that hurts scully, it's that it's in service of mulder trying to seduce some other woman. such a petty reason for him to turn on her in that way.

i've seen fans discuss the mulder/white motel room scene as white sexually assaulting mulder, and they're not wrong, but i think it's also more complicated than that - she's definitely assaulting him in a way that's totally inappropriate, but i don't think mulder really fully gets that a woman pressuring him into sex that way is not okay, particularly when it's a beautiful woman who he's flirted with and has wanted to have sex with. the same thing happens with phoebe in season 1. (scully's absolute disinterest in exploiting mulder sexually makes a beautiful contrast to that i think. you can just feel that she would never do this, and wants to protect him from people who would.) i got the sense that mulder was protesting so hard against white's advances because there was a part of him that did want to have sex with her, but he's so conflicted and upset and guilty that he knows he would regret it, so he's trying not to let her convince him to hook up. because he feels like he COULD be convinced. still absolutely not okay on white's part - the script tries to blame it on the syzygy but that feels weak to me.

i found darren mooney's review of this episode very illuminating - he posits that it's chris carter's attempt to do a darin morgan-style comedy episode. i hadn't thought of this episode as comedic at all while watching it, but after i read that i could see where the episode was intended to be a comedy and particularly how the sexual aspects were meant to come across as funny and raunchy. like, mulder spending the whole episode trying to get with this woman only to decide he doesn't want her just as she's throwing herself at him - the situation is very screwball comedy, only when you're watching it it's not actually funny at all. i think a lot of the directing choices fight against that lighthearted comedic impulse, giving the mulder/scully conflict more weight, and i think the episode is stronger for it. it's still funny, but in a grim way. like a cocktail party where everyone's talking shit about each other and feelings are getting hurt but you can't tear your eyes away from the mess. as a comedy story i think it fails utterly but as a drama i find it compelling.

[all-pacas]

re your post about the implications of the tyrant and if chase thinks he’s a good person, how does “don’t turn into a good guy on me now” factor into all of this?

Chase has a shitty reputation.

In S1, he rats on House to Vogler. Foreman is hardly an unbiased source, but he tells House during that arc that Chase should be fired because:

HOUSE: [Chase is rich]. You resent it, but you’re going to tell me he doesn’t need the job. FOREMAN: He doesn’t appreciate the job. HOUSE: He was ready to go three rounds with Cameron for it. FOREMAN: He wants the job. He just doesn’t appreciate it. There’s nothing wrong with just wanting to hang out, but this is not the place to do it.

Chase is lazy. He flirts with girls. He doesn't appreciate the job.

S3, his reputation precedes him. Again. It comes up a couple times in Finding Judas:

CAMERON: It's his dad's fault. CHASE: My dad was an ass. CAMERON: But you did everything he wanted you to and, in return, you got everything you wanted. CHASE: Yeah. It's that simple. CAMERON: His strategy worked. Dad got him a cushy job, paid for his cushy life. CHASE: Cut me out of his cushy will. FOREMAN: I told you, just his nature. Poor guy's hardwired to kiss ass.

TRITTER: You have a, uh, reputation as a bit of an opportunist. You already gave your boss up once, from what I've heard. CHASE: To save my job. He goes down now, I lose my job. TRITTER: If you lose your job, you find another one. You get fired, chances don't look so hot. CHASE: Why would he fire me? TRITTER: Because you rolled on him. CHASE: I haven't rolled on him. TRITTER: I think you will. And he's gonna think you already did.

Chase is an opportunist. He's weak willed, he's spoiled, he's a rat.

And S4:

AMBER: You have a chance to make his life miserable. CHASE: I'm insulted. You conned Cameron by appealing to her humanity. AMBER: I told her what she wanted to hear. CHASE: And you told me what you thought I wanted to hear. (97 Seconds)

The 97 Seconds one is my favorite, because Amber has never spoken to him before. Where did she get this information? It has to be common knowledge around the hospital: Chase is petty. He's vengeful. He hates House and is looking for revenge! Or from Foreman again:

FOREMAN: If he's trying to screw with me because he's jealous Cuddy didn't ask him to take this job… CAMERON: Right. You're figuring he's jealous of your misery. FOREMAN: He's messed up enough to… (Mirror Mirror)

He's out for revenge! He's jealous! He's just soooo petty!

Chase's reputation sucks. It's not that all of these takes are wrong. Exactly. Chase is petty. He is an opportunist who looks out for himself. But it's also, obviously, not completely true. He isn't looking for revenge on House, he does not care Foreman is back in Diagnostics. He cares deeply about his job and, despite Foreman's assertions (other post topic: Foreman is really bad at getting Chase), he does very much want it. On the other hand, he is an asskisser. He did rat on House one time. He is an opportunist.

Even Cameron, who usually defends Chase or at least doesn't shade him often, thinks he's absolutely the kind of person who will have sex with someone while they're high. And, well…

As for how (or if) this affects Chase's self worth… it seems to, a little. He's clearly mad/upset in Finding Judas that everyone thinks he's weak and pathetic, up to and including getting punched. He is a little offended (and a little amused) at Amber's assertions. Does he think he's a good person? Probably not. Not in a self loathing, woe is me way. But he's aware of how he's perceived and doesn't really try to fight it. He remains an opportunist. I don't think he thinks he's a bad person, but I'm sure, for example, he completely buys that Cameron is a good one, and better than him. And I think it probably did sting a little in S2 when she said she didn't think he was.

But not enough for him to do anything to change.

[headlessstar]

finishing watching transformers animated a day ago and uhm. i really should stop letting fandoms give me a false impression on what to expect from these shows. it's really not for me after all and many dynamics that I've seen being explored in fan works are??? not present in the show??? at all??? that or they're VERY fleeting and only a line or two exchanged like with blurr and shockwave. probably the most interesting thing I can say about the show is the messed up autobot society and their military propaganda. sad that it never went anywhere for all three seasons. i know there was supposed to be season 4 but they wasted soooo much time on crappy human villains and one-note characters like the dinobots and the constructions, which could have done more than enough with one ep or two of exposure but after that they were just plain annoying.

favorite characters gotta be blackarachnia (except for how sexist the writing got with her flirting. i need to save her) and ratchet. the rest range from fine to I-wish-the-writing-was-better-so-they-could-develop, worst offenders of this are bumblebee and sentinel--i really wanted to like bumblebee so much but alas. sari is a character i liked at first, even if she was annoying at times and was an enabler for the bots, especially bumblebee, but over time her character stagnated with her reliance on her key being a lesson she has to learn over and over again and still the lesson doesn't stick (this is an issue for bumblebee as well :\ ) and then they made her a techno organic and-- my friend and i agreed that it was too much of an overpowered oc to really care anymore. I'm glad miko in tfp exists because she feels like what sari could have been had she been given the chance to develop as a character.

the copaganda sprinkled throughout the show rubbed me the wrong way, I know this is a given with a transformers show that's aimed towards little kids but it's still surprised me how ALL of team prime's alt modes were related to law enforcement.

i do find it interesting how this show went for more g1 inspiration rather than the bayverse movies which were released at the same time?? or a little before. so I guess I gotta give the producers some credit for resisting those.

[inadeqcies]

❝ —— MY  FATHER  SAYS  SHE  WAS  BORN  LUCKY  .  HE  SAYS  I  WAS  LUCKY  TO  BE  BORN "

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. ･ﾟ   ┇    (  taylor zakhar perez  .  cis male  .  he/him  )  .    ⸻ ricardo garcia  ,  twenty-seven years old  ,  has  survived  another  day  in  red  creek  where  they  have  lived  for 6 months . the  regal is  known  for  being  hubristic  and steely and  is  often  associated  with routinely clenching and unclenching jaws, slow smirks that feel like a deal with the devil, clean pressed perfectly tailored shirts matched with expensive cologne  .  in  a  small  town  where  they  work  as  the owner of the register word  travels  fast 

HELLOOO ! i’m g ! i’m 27 , living in the cursed aedt tz . . i use she / her pronouns . i am a proud indian , and lover of all poc ! i’m also doing the dolly parton working 9 to 5 , what a way to make a living ! so my activity will be v random as i also got a new job and i think the hours will be wild !

inspo for ricardo is jackson whittemore ( teen wolf ) , guzman ( elite ),  every character from succession , harry bingham ( the society ) maybe a little logan echolls ( veronica mars ) and a little bit nate jacobs ( euphoria ) 

he puts the ASS in ASSHOLE ( and clASSy , but i prefer asshole )

heterosexual cis male . . . that says it all :/

a demon boy

honestly ricardo is an arrogant and smug piece of shit , who has probably offended you or said something greatly insulting to you at some point in your life ( im so sorry and i will continue apologising for him but he really is so irredeemable ) 

uses people so he can get ahead / get what he wants

is only focused on himself and an outcome that suits him

will use you

will treat you like shit

will smirk annoyingly as he does it all

cruel

has major anger issues

has major issues in general tbh

honestly just really hates himself and has so much self hate and pent up anger . he probably should go to therapy

‘ i feel like i’m the worst , so i always act like i’m the best ‘

he was given up for adoption at a young age , and thats basically the main source of all of his rage and anger and ability to think he is not worth anything ( self fulfilling prophecy tbh )

he bounced around for a while , foster home to foster home . he got into a lot of fights , with other kids , and with foster parents . he was not an easy kid , nor did he try to be . if anything - he always did the opposite

lowkey definitely has commitment issues and doesn’t like the idea of needing anybody except for himself , hence why he will always be snarky and a lil ass

he finally got adopted properly when he was about 15 years old - by two women who are smart , intelligent , quick witted and very wealthy

he was not close to them , despite their best efforts , but he does greatly respect them and their ‘’’ Hustle ‘’’’

he's come to redcreek for . . . reasons that may be explained later hehe . he's been here for 6 months and he fucking hates it ! he hates u people ! he hates this shitty town !

he definitiely paid his way into owning the register like by no means should this be his job . he's so Succession coded .

i am soooo open to connections and plots ! sorry this isn’t v well developed but i usually work best off chemistry and just kinda running with whatever ? i'm online really sporadically so pls forgive that . . . also pls forgive me for bringing such a c-bomb of a character in LMAO .

[b-ritney]

My Favorites Fics

This is going to be an ever expanding list that I will edit from time to time, I have almost 400 liked stories though so it will take me a while to get through everything!

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE don't be offended if a story you wrote doesn't come up on the list I promise I don't mean to leave anyone out I LOVE all the stories I've liked and the writers, and I tell my IRL friends about your writing ALL the time!

I will write next to each thing what it is :)

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Take The Edge Off by @ohcaptainstains : SMUT

This is soooo good it's one of the first fics I read when I got really into this community and I was immediately hooked.

Aftercare by @dazed-nymphsss : FLUFF but mentions smut

Another really sweet one I read at the beginning of my obsession, I read it while I was overnight dog-sitting for my grandma's neighbor and I just remember the dog giving me the weirdest looks when I was giggling and kicking my feet.

Gentle With Me by @swingsuckerswing: SMUT

Reminds me of a movie I just can't figure out which one though.... I just love how Eddie is so sweet about the whole first-time thing.

he's gentle when he wants to be by @munsonussy: SMUT

LITERALLY, I DIED "Is it okay if I touch you baby, or not yet?" SUCH A GENTLEMAN AHHHHH

something extra by @luveline: SMUT

It's the way he so sexily explains what he's gonna do to the reader and asks if it's ok and everything, we love a respectful man UGH actually though it is so so so so good.

Eddie loves on anxious reader drabble by @bambimunson: FLUFF

As someone who struggles with an anxiety disorder this type of love and affection would make me want to hold onto that person and never let them go sooooo sweet!

Shy! reader joins hellfire by @luveline: FLUFF

THE ENDING BRUH I kid you not I cried, having a friend like Eddie would be so special. Who gave him the right to be this charming and adorable!

Aftercare w/ Eddie by @silkscream: FLUFF with mentions of smut

I'm a fool for the giggly, loving afterglow when nothing else matters but the 2 of you. This is *chefs kiss*

Right Here by @upsidedownwithsteve: Fluff but with *sMuTtY sPicE*

Shit you not I probably come back and read this at least once a week... I think I'm jealous of the reader lmao, The shotgunning is... *bites knuckle* so so so so sexy.

Eddie holds your hand while he eats you out by @manicpixiedreamcurl: SMUT

If one day someone ever loves me for real, they better hold my hand like this.

Systematic Oppression by @fierce-writer Guns n Roses Meme

They would absolutely do that, also LOVE your profile pic Myles and Slash kick ASS!

Period Sex w/ Eddie by @ddejavvu: SMUT

Some people are just lucky I guess UGH we love a bf how doesn't mind getting a little messy haha seriously though Im in love with this lmao

Size kink with Billy Hargrove by @tommydarlings: SMUT

I love the whole thing but the NSFW part *bites knuckles again* my intimidation kink is really making itself known rn lmao

Bi-Billy I'm Nervous by @smolkiwi98 : SMUT

I resonated with this one so much, my virgin ass still goes crazy re-reading this all the damn time. The reader just sounded so much like me lmao but LIKE when he's still a little mean when she tenses up HEHEHEHE I'm a SLUT for that shit.

FACESITTING W/ EDDIE by @forourmoons: SMUT

I'm what society considers plus size sooo I've always been hesitant to even indulge myself in this topic, but HOLY SHIT, this fic is so cute and encouraging, while also being nasty af. Like me LMAO JK JK

Baby, Kiss Me Quick by @upsidedownwithsteve: SMUT

Call me sweetheart again I dare you! ..... no seriously like call me sweetheart again hehehehehehe (Have you ever heard sponge bob say "I loOOVVEE ITTTT" bc that's what I sound like rn.)

Ice Cube request by @sunflowersteves: SMUT

Listen.... don't knock it till you try it, that's all I'm gonna say. LMAO seriously though this is again *chefs kiss* (PLZ DON'T TRY THIS UNLESS YOU'VE TALKED TO LIKE A DOCTOR OR SOMETHING, just keep the ice on the outside unless you know what your doing...)

Stick & Poke by @idkmanijustwannawrite SMUT

I'm just jealous of the reader honestly, I'm a whore for that shit, also is it weird that I like the feeling of being tattooed... the whole experience is like a challenge to see if you can take it or not... OMG I just learned something about myself LMAO

camera shy by @bowerquinn SMUT

excuse me while I *swallow my whole fist* it stayed up until 2am reading this one a while back.

Babysitter x Steve by @mypoisonedvine: SMUT

This was like a gateway drug for me into the universe of STEDDIE X BABYSITTER fics which is currently my all-time favorite trope. It's so good omfg.

Angst writer Meme by @thedialup

Lol the cheeky little smile on the stick figures face is accurate as hell too, they know they are channeling all that internal rage and turmoil into a masterpiece lmao.

The "Yes" Policy by @pinkrelish Mix of Fluff/SMUT/angst kind of

This series has 7 PARTS as of right now, when I tell you it's good it's fucking GOOD, the way the tension slowly builds between the reader and Eddie is so... for lack of a better term *tAntAliZinG* I LOVE IT.

Boys On Film by @corrodedcorpses SMUT

This writer... y'all this writer, she is F.A.N.T.A.S.T.I.C this is also a series that is so FUCKING good.

June Baby by @luveline Mix fluff/angst/ idk about smut I haven't finished the series yet.

Ok, so this series consistently made me cry in the best way. Something about Eddie just being so good to this young single mom made me emotional, so so amazing.

Soft Sex with Eddie by @wroteclassicaly SMUT

This makes me involuntarily shake.. like a constant state of anticipation the intimacy is OFF THE CHARTS. I loVe iT

Rumour by @msgexymunson SMUT

This..... I don't even know where to start.. not only has this series been giving me actual life the last few weeks but I JUST KEEP COMING BACK TO IT... listen, the dick piercing? masterstroke my friend, well done. take a bow honestly. *clap* *clap* *clap*

Love Me Deep by @tastefulstars SMUT

These men have a choke hold on me right now... why is it that the idea of being helpless between them turns me on so much lmao. Maybe it's like the unintentionally filthy, dirty talk they do, idk lol.

The Sheep by @newlips SMUT

It's the tattoo's for me *drooling*

Shy reader x Rockstar Eddie! by @lucasnclair FLUFF

The cutest... this is basically what I want from my future rockstar husband. I will come back and thank this writer when I print this story and hand it to my husband as a BLUEPRINT lmao (don't worry I'll make sure I credit you haha)

Paparazzi by @tiannasfanfic FLUFF/ SMUT/ ANGST

I apologize for the language but good FUCKING god this fic made me feel all the emotions. This writer's talent is unbelievable! I will say I love how you made Eddie's publicity wife the actual baddest bitch ever, we love a powerful woman who helps those in need.

How They Comfort You by @dazed-nymphsss FLUFF with some innuendo

Love the whole thing but when Billy says, "You wanna go for a ride?" THE FACT THAT HE LITERALLY HAS NO POSITIVE EXAMPLES IN HIS LIFE AND HE IS STILL DOING THE BEST HE CAN FOR HIS PARTNER MAKES ME FERAL

Taking Steve and Eddie At The Same Time... by @indulgentlyinclined SMUT

The way this kept me up at night for 3 days straight. I- am drooling

Steddie X babysitter by @imjuststeddietrashatthispoint SMUT

I could go on for FUCKING WEEKS about this currently 2 PART series.... It is my current obsession and the topic of every conversation I have with my irl friend I read fics with... I almost stayed awake through the night when I stumbled on this one... like I was giggling so much I had to keep stopping and starting lol... literally so good.

Pretty Sounds by @eddiethefreakkmunson SMUT

Can you imagine if this was reality though... Axl Rose is on his fucking knees, Eddie would be his god.

Sitting on Eddie's Amp by @corrodedcherry SMUT

Thank you for giving yet another reason to love dirty ass rockstars... I've been perched on top of a live amp before lmao.... listen... like I said before, DONT KNOCK IT TILL YOU TRY IT

Eddie's rings while he eats you out by @niceboyeds and @munsonology SMUT

But can you imagine though UGH

Inked Eddie x reader x steve by @muertawrites SMUT

Again with the tattoo thing, I LOVE the feeling of being tattooed so I don't relate to the reader's physical pain BUT BUT BUT I can relate to wanting to be in her exact position every time I read this fic, AHHH the jealousy is TOO REAL lol

Approved by @writingdumpster SMUT

I can't wait to make my parents this angry lmao, this is soooo *spIcY*

As You Wish by @corroded-hellfire SMUT

I'm biting my knuckles again seriously like this is sooo damn hot. Thank you for giving me life with another Babysitter fic UGH

weekend storm by @wroteclassicaly SMUT

You're a wizard Harry, seriously this is *MaGic*

Enjolras eats mad revolutionary pussy by @ceriseheaven SMUT

When I tell you I showed this to everyone... *bites knuckles* the part with the corset... you're a GENIUS! also..... THE FRENCH

I'm In Control by @justmeinadaze SMUT SMUT SMUT

Every time you update I giggle with excitement. This series blows my mind in the best way ugh

Helping Hands by @daddyreid SMUT

The way this has invaded my thoughts every day since the first time I read it... round of applause for this author.

Easy Like A Sunday Afternoon by @newlips SMUT

My friend and I read this together during the intermissions of a hockey game and we both screamed at the part where he protects her head WE LOVE A THOUGHTFUL CARING MAN!

Baby, as if by @carolmunson SMUT SMUT SMUT

OK be warned if you are not into dark toxic mean Eddie then you might want to be very cautious, but FOR ME.... my panties evaporated LMAO are we okay?! hahaha

Perv Eddie Eats Your Puss while you sleep by @corrodedcherry SMUT

... imagine having like a sexy dream and then waking up and it's for real happening ummmm.... hehehehe (consensual of course)

Eddie spits on your pussy by @ceriseheaven

Take a bow queen bc this is a masterpiece, when he, "need another taste baby, you'll give it to me?" LMAO my mom goes "Why the fuck are you screaming." This is absolutely one I'll come back too, I'm sending this to the girly group chat as we speak.