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New Hampshire Parents punished for silently expressing that they don't want their daughters XX getting killed playing sports against boys XY
"Male access to sports teams and spaces previously reserved for biological women and girls is opposed by GOP presidential candidate Donald J. Trump. However, President Joe Biden and Democratic candidate Kamala Harris are pushing hard to make âgender identityâ rather than biological sex a protected class."
"...the pink armbands were deemed a violation of the schoolâs policy against threatening, harassing, or intimidating any person.â
"In August, a federal judge also ruled a Virginia school district could not prevent a male from playing against girlsâ middle school tennis teams."
"Several parents have been issued âNo Trespassâ after protesting a male student being allowed to play in a girlsâ soccer game. The parents attended the game wearing pink armbands marked âXXâ in protest against the inclusion of a transgender player on the opposing team, aiming to support their daughters from Bow High School, New Hampshire.The parents had previously expressed concerns to the schoolâs athletic director regarding their daughters playing against a male in a physical sport like soccer. However, they were told that the school could not take action due to a federal judge ruling that the term âgirlâ includes males who identify as female.In response, several parents donned pink armbands to show their objection. This led to their receiving âNo Trespassingâ orders enforced by the police. âMy daughterâs playing in the homecoming game this weekend, and Iâm banned until the 23rd,â parent Anthony Foote told local media. I canât watch her play in homecomingâwhich is ridiculous.â
According to the order signed by the districtâs superintendent, Marcy Kelley, the pink armbands were deemed a violation of the schoolâs policy against âthreatening, harassing, or intimidating any person.â However, videos from the match reportedly show that people upset by the armbands caused the only disruptions.
#new hampshire#girls xx#soccer#title 9#keep boys out of girls sports#biological sex#national pulse#libs of tiktok
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This wasnât just a case of a boy being in the same locker room as girls. He was watching them change and made comments about it afterwards. And then the school dealt with it by punishing the girls.
A Vermont school district has just reached a settlement to pay one local family $125,000 in damages after disciplining them for speaking out against a transgender student that was creeping out high school girls in a school locker room.
In addition, the school has promised to reinstate Travis Allen as a middle school soccer coach, as well as remove any records of discipline against him and his daughter in the school database.
Christian conservative legal group Alliance Defending Freedom, which handled the case on behalf of the Allen Family, has deemed the settlement a "resounding victory for freedom of speech."
As reported by The Daily Signal, the legal battle began last October with the Allen family filing a lawsuit claiming that Travis and his daughter Blake "were punished for expressing their view on a matter of profound public concern: whether a teenage male who âidentifiesâ as female should be permitted to change in a girlsâ locker room, regardless of the discomfort experienced by the girls in that room."
As their lawsuit detailed, both Allens took a stand against a trans-identifying male student using the girlsâ locker room at Randolph Union Middle/High School. According to Blake â one of the school volleyball players using the locker room at the time â the trans student was making the females in the vicinity uncomfortable.
While objecting to the biological male using the facilities, Travis and Blake allegedly "misgendered" the student, which resulted in the school district disciplining them both.Â
The lawsuit added, "In objecting to a male being in the room while the girls are changing, Travis and Blake each made comments underscoring that the trans-identifying student is in fact a male, including by using male pronouns."
It continued, noting, "Yet, their remarks were too much for Defendantsâ transgender orthodoxyâTravis was deemed to have âmisgenderedâ the student, while Blake was found guilty of âharassmentâ and âbullyingââso Defendants disciplined both of them."
The Orange Southwest School District Board and various school staff â the defendants in the case â suspended the father "without pay from his job as the Randolph Union Middle School girls soccer coach," the outlet noted.
Allen's daughter and several of her teammates were banned from using the locker room as a result of having criticized the trans student.
The suit charged that "Superintendent Layne Millington, Co-Principals Lisa Floyd and Caty Sutton, and the Orange Southwest School District Board are state actors and âviolate the First Amendmentâ by attempting to dictate âwhat may be said on matters of public concern.â"
The school district agreed to a settlement with the Allens, which requires the Vermont School Boards Insurance Trust to pay the family $125,000 in damages and lawyer fees, reinstate the father to his coaching position, and scrub the disciplinary mark off of Blakeâs school records.
Further, the outlet noted that the settlement "requires the Orange Southwest School District Board and school officials named in the Allensâ lawsuit to remove any content posted online by the school related to the locker room business as well as from the bulletin board or boards at Randolph Union Middle/High School displaying âlove and supportâ messages to the trans-identifying student."
Alliance Defending Freedom senior counsel Phil Sechler commented on the result Thursday, saying, "The settlement of Blake and Travis Allenâs case is a resounding victory for freedom of speech. Calling a male a male shouldnât have cost Travis his job and gotten Blake kicked out of school," he added. "We are very glad that the school agreed to do the right thing by giving Travis his coaching job back and dropping the discipline against Blake."
Sechler added, "Everyone has the right to speak freely, and we are grateful that this settlement further protects that right."
Fox News Digital reached out to the Orange Southwest School District for comment on the settlement and is waiting on a response.Â
Hereâs an older story for more background information
âThe school previously came under fire for banning the girlsâ volleyball team from its own locker room after several players, among them Blake Allen, complained about the trans student, reported the Daily Signal.
Blake told station WCAX-TV earlier this month that the transgender girl made an inappropriate comment as the volleyball team was changing, which made students feel uncomfortable.â
âIn his Facebook post addressed to the legal guardian of the trans female after the locker room incident, Coach Allen wrote in part: âThe truth is your son watched my daughter and multiple other girls change in the locker room. While he got a free show, they got violated. You think this is fine and dandy. I wonder how you would feel if I watched you undress?âÂ
Orange Southwest Unified School District Superintendent Layne Millington wrote in a letter sent out last week that Allen told school officials he called the trans student a âheâ on purpose.Â
âSuch conduct is unprofessional and unbecoming, and flies in the face of the Vermont Principal Associationâs athletic regulations, Vermont State regulations, and the RUHS Middle-High School expectations,â Millington wrote.
The superintendent confirmed that Allen has been suspended without pay for âmisgenderingâ the student. He added that school officials have âsignificant concernsâ about the coachâs ability to âsupport all of our students as the law requires.â
Allen reportedly offered to stay away from using gender pronouns altogether when communicating with transgender students, but district officials demanded a public apology, which he refused to issue.â
#USA#Vermont#Free speech#Would the guardian of the boy be ok with being the one to share a public bathroom with males?#The mothers of todays transgirls didnât have to deal with boys in their sports teams locker rooms and bathrooms#But itâs ok for girls today to put with that because their son is actually misunderstood#Keep males out of womenâs spaces#When girls speak up for themselves they are bullying
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theyre so beautiful bro
#i had to crop out bobby portis to say this#SORRY đ#the unlikely to be a couple but become a final girl power couple in a horror movie#soft funny not fit to be in the clique but too good at sports to kick out jock who saves his asshole jock friends from the monster#and gives the popular mean girl cheerleader his coat when shes cold (shes cheating on him & just using him for status#but ultimately gets left to die by his friends giannis#and nerdy 'got invited as a joke' total virg jrue#he brought his boyscout compass and most fashionable single feather adorned hiking hat to the cabin by the woods#and cartoon dino bandaids he keeps in his fannypack where a trex says rawrsome on it#grayson one of the asshole jocks gets severely injured from a close encounter but refuses jrues dino bandaids bcs theyre lame#and he dies lol#giannis is covered in them and excitedly shows them off when theyre home safe to the reporters#pointing very happily at a giant gash in his arm desperately covered in dino & easter themed bandaids (YES jrue had to bring out the SPARE#'LOOK!!! LOOK :D!!! JRUE DID THIS!!@!! hes so talented <3 ! my boyfriend is so talented <33 i mean my BUDDY i MY BESTFRIEND!!!..boyfriendđŒ#hes gonna be a nurse one day THATS SO AWESOME i never heard of a boy nurse before HES BREAKING GENDER BARRIERS!!!!!'#cut to jrue with giant portis esque eyes smiling but also still anxiously patting giannis's arm ' UM.'#throughout the movie ( bcs they arent expected to be the ones living) small background events foreshadow their bond#b4 the whole monster climax where giannis and jrue go sicko mode on it#jrue stands up for giannis when his gf says shes just in it cus hes 'an exotic foreign guy' n infantalizes him#giannis thinks jrues hiking hat is the coolest shit ever and jrue helps him make his own to wear with mud and sticks#they both get left behind on the hike bcs others came to actually hike and take sunset heart photos#while jrue n giannis stop to oo and aw and watch random bugs n wildlife exist for five hours#giannis refuses to let the others bully jrue jrue refuses to leave giannis etcetc#horror movie powercouple đ„°#jrue#giannis#them emerging from the wreckage victorious then ends on them having started a beautiful family together#taking them out to a hike where they all stop to oo at a caterpillar with no one rushing them#fakeout monster return jumpscare while their backs are turned but it turns out giannis just accidentally punched a bear n scared it#the family mourns forgiveness together and it ends happily forever after <3
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Cw: Nsfw (141 x fem!reader, live together)
Beside you, Kyle is the first to wake up in the morning. Heâll pad towards the kitchen, enjoying the sight of you making your morning drink silently, before moving to stand right behind you, arms wrapped around your waist as he grinds he bulge lazily against your ass. He just wants to feel your warmth, how nice your soft flesh press against his cock.
âJust want to feel you, baby. Itâs so cold out here.â Heâll unabashedly slip his hands under your pajamas shirt, kneading your breasts and tugging at those sensitive buds, forcing you to stop brewing your drink because you might spill the liquid.
Kyle just want to get an orgasm from you, a gift for you two morning birds, he claims before succumbing to sleepiness and tuck himself back under the duvet, fully content with being the first man making you come undone everyday, and sleeps in 5 more minutes.
You know Johnny will drag you into the shower with him whenever he comes back from his morning jog. You chide him before he engulfs you in his embrace, lightheartedly calling him a stinky man and shush him to go shower first.
So his solution is hug you despite your protest, then pull you inside the bathroom together, stripping off your pajamas and his sports wear impatiently before jumping into the shower with you.
âWeâre both stinky now, jusâ thought ye might need a shower too.â Johnny grins when you glare at him, shamelessly pretends heâs just âlooking out for yeâ while his hands traveling across your body, groping and preparing you for his cock with his hard dick prodding at the small of your back. Heâll never hurt you, but as soon as youâre wet enough for his girthy shaft, heâll pick you up, stretching you deeply and completely with the help of your weight, groans and growls at how good you are, how your precious pussy takes him so good, ignoring Ghostâs noise complaint coming from the other side of the bathroom door as he fucks you fast and feral, making you unable to care about suppressing your moans and cling onto him, let him keep scooping you in his arms and thrust into you till he empty his balls in your good little cunt.
Finally getting Kyle and Johnny pass out from the alcohol, John and Simon manhandle them back to the bedroom before entering the living room again. 00:13, a glance at the clock telling you itâs late in the night, but itâs just the start for the three of you. Retrieving a bottle of fine rum, John seats you between him and Simon, thighs touching with theirs as you all sip on the wine and chat quietly. âThe boys will chug the rum like itâs some cheap beer, they can settle with those just fine.â John chuckles lowly and comments on the awful taste and drinking habit of Kyle and Johnny.
âThose bonkers will stick to your side the whole day and complain if they find out, old man.â Simon chimes in after huffing out a laugh at Johnâs words.
You snicker along with them, feeling fully content and relaxed with squished between two of your lovers, joking about the other two men you loved while the rum flows smoothly down your throat. Soon your composure slips after few nips of the wine, whining cute and groggily as Simon ravish in the kiss with you, tongues dance and tangle with each other in a slow pace, let him drink down all your syrupy moans and coos in rare gentleness, so John can slickens up your pussy with his lips and your juices, making sure you can accommodate their fat cocks later, and you canât expect or plead him to sink his cock into you already until him and Simon can see your juices dripping down your soaked folds, praying them to fill you up.
The two men will treat you so well, worshipping their dearest girl in the world. Simonâs fingers and lips are always on you when John squeeze his fat tip into your entrance, gliding in and out slowly and heavily, so all those spongy spots of yours that can make you chant his name like a mantra arenât missed out. When he put a load in you with a husky groan, passing you onto Simonâs lap and let you lean back on his chest, heâll plant tiny kisses on your shoulder, murmur about how they love youâwill protect you and keep you safe and soundâagainst your skin. Simon allows him to indulge in the heat and tightness of your pussy, grunting and praising you as he fuck Johnâs cum back inside you, making sure you take each drops of Johnâs seeds, like the reliable lieutenant he always is for his captain. The base of his length has formed a creamy froth the time he nips down slightly on your shoulder to muffle his moan, drenching your messy cunt with every bit of his release. âAtta girl.â His croon is added with Johnâs soothing voice âYeah, been so good for us, princess.â
They both pick up the glass once again to finish the remaining rum, with you already drifting between your slumber and consciousness, listening to their small chatters as your own lullaby. You donât know when theyâll finish drinking, or if one of them will nestle their cock inside your pussy again, just to feel your walls clenching down subconsciously, but you let yourself slip into a dream, because theyâll take good care of you, always do and always will.
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Dom! Yan professor x himbo reader imagines~! à»ê°àŸàœČ˶Ëâ°Ë˶ê±àŸàœČá
Just imagining your biology professor being a total hard ass, rude and unkind to every student heâs ever had and giving out the most excessive amounts of homework daily, as soon as he met you something sinister had awoken inside him. The way youâd smile at him all stupid wearing shorts that showed to much and jogging pants that let him see the side profile of your cock during the first day of meeting you had this man losing it.
Just imagining you staying back after your college classes, you being freshly twenty three and scraping by if not failing every class you took, only making it to college on a sports scholarship with you staring and blinking at your professor all class. Yandere professor, just imagining him watching you from the corner of his eye the whole class, his hands moving on auto pilot only able to think about you and how you blink dumbly at him while he teaches making him speak up âis something wrong Mr L/n?â
Just imagining you getting stuck after class in tutoring sessions all hours of the day because he claims âIâm just trying to help you achieve better [name]â heâd utter those words so sincerely it would keep you oblivious while he stares at your ass and your pecs, bitting his lips when you lean in your chair showing him the perfect peak of your body having this man insane having to excuse himself for a moment during your sessions while he goes and âfixesâ the situation between his legs.
Just imagining Yandere professor who rubs up against you grabbing and touching your body all over at any chance he gets with close proximity, slowly over time building trust off of his age and status, him pushing mid forties and freshly divorced. Just imagining him bringing up chats about his golden retriever just to twist your oblivious trust into something else, making you feel special whilst he gives you all the attention you could ever dream of with the intent of getting you all to himself wanting to possess and keep you like a boy toy.
Just imagining Yandere professor who asks you for âfavorsâ claiming heâd make sure you passed all your classes, that youâd never have to worry about losing your scholar ship. Heâd have your face in his crotch with your mouth wide open engulfing his cock all flushed in the face with teary eyes holding his thighs. Oh how he almost felt sorry for those poor girls that drooled after you during your gamesâŠ.almost, but having your mouth stuffed full of cock asking âam I doin good Eânough fâyou sherrâ while you soured your words with spit making slurping sounds just trying to please a good grade out of him.
Just imagining Yandere professor who does random dorm checkups on you, making you stay over at his apartment the nights your frat bros throw parties, not standing for the thought of some sorority girl getting her manicured hands on you, you were His and heâd fuck you so good that you knew it. Two glasses of wine later sitting in his apartment with your hand gripping the counters in shambles âs-ir!â All you can repeat over and over is his name speaking it like a prayer to your messiah feeling a drunken man going at it fucking you so hard the sounds start buzzing together and the over head light in his kitchen blurs under your pupils.
Just imagining Yandere professor who had your legs spread wide open sitting leaned back on his desk eating your ass out like a starving man. Gripping your skin and kissing your pucker, practically making out with your rim and letting you ramble on cluelessly about your plays and strategies, whining about how âthe coach is placing me as Qb this year!â While you grip the back of your professors head looking down at him just blinking and getting comfy when you see him having no intentions of letting you go since him being able to work your body and play with you however he liked was part of the âconditionsâ
Just imagining your grades going from a fifties and forties across the boards to becoming a straight A+ student having all of your friends asking how you managed to swindle that, having your fiends wanting to know your secret while one of them asks âall those time youâve been ditching, you must be going off to secretly study huh!â Your closest buddy just laughs and nudges you during practice unable to tell him that youâve been whoring yourself out to the most hated teacher on campus.
#sleep-0-deprived#x himbo male reader#sleep 0 deprived#yandere cw#yandere x reader#x male reader#older man younger boy#yandere character#yandere oc#male yandere x male reader#male yandere x reader#yandere x male darling#yandere x male reader#yandere male#yandere mlm#yandere obsession#dark content#dark content x male reader#cw yandere#x male reader smut#yandere original character#yandere oneshot#top male yandere#dom Yandere#sub male reader#bottom male reader#top yandere#gay mlm#x bottom male reader#x bottom reader
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âౚà§ËâĄËàŁȘ bark like you want it !!
á°.á in the world of sports, there's only one thing people care more about than getting hot 'n sweaty with the athletes: the girlies who are the ones these men are running home to. alternatively: a headcanon post about the hyper-specific wag!reader the bllk boys would end up with. ( fem!reader & sfw )
featuring yoichi isagi, reo mikage, seishiro nagi, rensuke kunigami, rin itoshi author's notes since wives and girlfriends is wag + the song has been stuck in my head, i thought 'bark like you want it' was a silly, cute name for the post lol. warning that isagi's section mentions having kids!!!!
ౚৠYOICHI ISAGI â the girl next door !! your dynamic is: the two of you have known each other since childhood, and throughout every stage of his life and career, you've been right by his side. when isagi confesses to you shortly after scoring the winning goal of the u-20 match, he's a blushing, awkward, stuttering mess. despite his newfound fame and notoriety (which will only continue to grow), yoichi isagi is still the same boy you've spent living next door to since your elementary days. when he goes pro and becomes a world famous athlete, surrounded by models and actresses, the only girl to still give him butterflies is you. you love him for him. in every speech he has to give, he's always singing praises about you and your unconditional support and love. the wedding you two have is intimate and fairly private, although isagi can't help but post a picture of the two of you outside the obgyn clinic with the cheesy caption of "my baby is having a baby!!!! đđ"
the girlies love you because: you're what people think of when someone describes someone as being down to earth. your social media presence is nonexistent, save for a private instagram with less than 200 followers. you live your life in peace with a man who doesn't stress you out in the slightest â in fact, your relationship with isagi is aspirational to a lot of people. one of the number one athletes in the world and super hot 'n rich, and the only thought that rivals soccer on his one-track mind is you, his wife that he's hopelessly devoted to. you're always seen at every single one of his games, sporting his jersey, and always cheering happily when he scores. once the two of you have kids, you'll be carrying your baby (who's also sporting isagi's jerseyđ„č) every one of his fans that happens to run into you in public can see why isagi is so in love with you; there are only stories about how kind and sweet you are. it's why you're known as the sweetheart of the soccer wags <3
ౚৠREO MIKAGE â the ceo !! your dynamic is: an arranged marriage... gone right? you belong to a conglomerate family that runs in the same circle as the mikages. you're in the middle of starting up your own beauty brand, and you're trying to make a name for yourself. reo is occupied with his professional soccer career. neither of you want to go through with this marriage interview, but to appease your families, you two agree, not expecting that you two would match each other's freak for real. he's competitive and likes what he can't have; you're little miss independent and equally competitive. he tells you he doesn't mind the engagement, and you get your lawyers to draft a pretty prenup that'll milk him for all he's worth while keeping your assets safe. he buys you a massive engagement ring, and you ask him, "that's the best you can do?" the minute he's in control of mikage corp, he knows he'll gladly let you take the reins.
the girlies love you because: you are the corporate it girl. everyone is obsessed with your paparazzi photos that exude office siren but make it actually work appropriate. there are how-to videos on copying your style. not to mention, you're a businesswoman. every time you attend one of reo's games, you strategically reapply your beauty brand's lipgloss, or tease new products by applying said unreleased products while on camera. someone once asked you in a comment how does it feel to be engaged to a rich ceo? to which you replied @.reomikage how does it feel to be engaged to a rich ceo? just because your man spoils you doesn't mean you put him on a pedestal. princess treatment is the bare minimum for you.
ౚৠSEISHIRO NAGI â the twitch streamer !! your dynamic is: so silly. you're the type of girl who looks good even with pimple patches on your face and your oversized glasses that you only wear because it has blue light blocking lenses on them. you're a well known streamer and got your start during the peak of fortnite (you started off being comically bad at the game, but again: you're a pretty girl. you being good would've just exploded every guys' brains), but once you got your bag secured, you started posting the content you preferred (dress to impress on roblox). everyone loves you because you're hilarious on camera, but you don't really keep up with sports, so when nagi joins your stream, everyone is going insane but you have no clue as to who he is. when they start spamming the chat about him, you ask your viewers "is he hot? no, scratch that. is he rich?" you've always been nagi's online crush & you basically made his whole entire month when you asked him to join you on your instagram live one day. the whole entire time, he's looking at you on the screen with literal hearts in his eyes, and he struggles to fight back his smile. it's so difficult for him to maintain a neutral expression, and this is the most any of his fans have ever heard him speak, and the comments can't stop talking about "how geeked bro is rn"
the girlies love you because: just like isagi's wag, you are a genuine sweetheart. you never hard launch nagi, but you do tease confirmation on your relationship. you'll wear one of his hoodies that people know is his, or sometimes you'll stream when nagi is over and people can see his shoulder in the frame or they'll hear him say something to you to make you laugh. you post pictures of your view of the field, usually captioning it with something like "damn. i could be going crazy on sims 4 rn" you're just such a fun person to watch, and people consider you + nagi to be their comfort couple (although most of the comforting energy comes from you and your antics).
ౚৠRENSUKE KUNIGAMI â the pilates instructor !! your dynamic is: fun and flirty, and straight out of a romcom. you're a well-known pilates instructor and in an attempt to get more girls to garner an interest in the sports channel, the network reaches out to you to see if you want to be in a humorous segment where you try to host a pilates class with some of the pro sports team. these guys are all about bulking and lifting and stamina training, and they don't really hold pilates in a high regard, so the comedy could be there. you obviously agree, and you end up teaching kunigami's team first. he can barely concentrate on the class and fumbles a few times because he's too focused on how good you look in your lululemon hot pink set. he's trying so hard to be respectful, and when you talk to him after the class, thanking him for being one of the only guys to not look down on pilates before they had to endure a session, he's trying so hard to avert his gaze because the sight of you slightly sweaty and in your workout clothes is doing something to him. you love teasing him, and the fact that he's a gentleman and still believes in chivalry makes it all the more fun.
the girlies love you because: besides making working out fun, you feature kunigami in some videos and always tease him by making up and demonstrating some freaky positions that always have him turning red in the face. you're always so considerate and supportive of your followers, and in return, they're always supportive of your own endeavors. when you come out with your own workout line, you put your boyfriend's famous name and hot body to use. he's in your marketing campaign, but honestly, the videos of him looking at you when you're wearing your own workout set is advertisement enough.
ౚৠRIN ITOSHI â the unbothered model !! your dynamic is: centered on the concept of private not secret. neither of you get too personal on social media; you just post aesthetic photos and sponsored content for revolve & rin's socials are managed by a team. like everyone else in the world with decent eyesight, rin's struck by your beauty. unlike most of the guys who are attracted to you, though, rin stands out. for starters, he actually has the confidence to approach you. even better: he's actually polite when he does. normally, the ones bold enough to approach you are bold and loud and kinda sleazy. rin is nothing like that. underneath both yours and his cold exterior, the two of you actually share some of the same niche interests. rin's a pretty intense person on the field and to the public, and there's not a single photo on the internet where you can be seen smiling. the aura the two of you have when paired together is insane... insanely intimidating. he's also the person you're most comfortable with and vice versa. the two of you can be messy and unfiltered and annoying with each other, and no one else.
the girlies love you because: you serve effortless cool girl. at every game you attend to watch rin, not once do the cameras catch you off guard. side profile? stunning. catching your usual neutral expression morph into concern and shock as rin gets shoved by an opponent? you still look insanely good. your hair is always done, nails are always done, your outfits are always fitted and put the other wags to shame. when girls think of iconic partners of athletes, you're always the first on their mind. there are tiktok tutorials that are trying to teach people how to emulate your energy, "[name] outfit inspo", or makeup videos trying to recreate your look. photos of you at rin's game is on every girl's "wag dream life" pinterest board, but the most popular photo is a grainy image someone managed to capture. it's taken after rin's game, and the two of you snuck off to the back of the stadium to be alone. he has his arms wrapped around your waist, and your arms are around his shoulders, and his forehead is pressed against yours and... it's the only photo where people have seen either of you smiling.
#blue lock x reader#yoichi isagi x reader#isagi yoichi x reader#reo mikage x reader#mikage reo x reader#seishiro nagi x reader#nagi seishiro x reader#rensuke kunigami x reader#kunigami rensuke x reader#rin itoshi x reader#itoshi rin x reader#blue lock headcanons#fluff#drabble#just something silly for fun hehe
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Don't Call Me Kid - prologue
(Rafe Cameron x Reader, series, 3k words)
series summary: You'd had a crush on Rafe Cameron since you were six years old, but he friend zoned you at every turn. Once shy and insecure, you found new confidence and self-love after high school. When your high school friends go on a reunion beach trip, Rafe finally sees what he lost, but he isn't going to give you up without a fight.
tropes: unrequited crush, glow up, she fell first/he fell harder
content: some angst, eventual fluff, slow burn, tomfoolery and shenanigans, drinking, fem!reader has occasional insecurity and body image issues
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Your mom called you a late bloomer, and even though you always hated the way she said it, so full of pity and condescension, you couldnât argue that she was wrong. You were a late bloomer, physically and socially. Your whole childhood and into your teen years, you were painfully insecure, so you tended to hide and shy away from situations that would stretch your comfort zone. You had a good childhood growing up on the ritzy side of the island. But nothing ever feltâŠcomplete. You always had this nagging feeling that something was missing, or rather, that you were missing something.
Your older sister, Carter, was the exact opposite of you. She knew who she was from the day she could walk. She developed physically years before you did, even though she was only 18-months your senior. In school, Carter was one grade ahead of you. Everyone knew her, and everyone loved her. She played sports, won class president four years in a row, and was the obsession of every boy in every grade. She was the best known girl on the island, and you were best known as Carterâs sister.
All of these things shouldâve been reasons for you to resent her, for the two of you to compete and grow a bitter rivalry, but you were best friends from the start. Carter never made you feel left out or left behind, folding you into her friend group from the time you were kids.
Your mom didnât have to force Carter to invite you to hang out with her friends, it was always Carterâs idea, dragging you to parties and begging you to keep her company, even though you knew she didnât need it. She would encourage you to put yourself out there, to leave your books at home and jump in on the fun, assuring you that everyone wanted you around just as much as she did. Carter always saw something in you that you didnât see in yourself.
From middle school on, Carter casually dated just about every guy in your friend group - Topper, Kelce, several others. She never committed, and they were all fine with having her for just a little bit. There was only one boy she never gave the time of day. The one that she knew was off limits, without you ever really having to tell her, it was just understood.
You had been in love with Rafe Cameron since the moment you first saw him. He was a year above you, in Carterâs grade, and his family lived down the road from yours. You met him on the school bus your first day of kindergarten.Â
You were so nervous, your mouth going dry as all the kids on the bus looked at you with judging eyes, but Carter just grabbed your hand and pulled you along with her, plopping you into a vinyl seat a few rows from the back. As soon as you sat down, a pair of blue eyes covered by floppy blond bangs popped up over the seat in front of you.
You noticed him right away, eyes wide as his sudden presence startled you, and your cheeks burned bright red for reasons that you didnât understand yet. The boy didnât notice your blushing, his attention fully focused on Carter as he reached his hand over the seat and pulled at her braid.
âQuit it, Rafe!â Carter swatted his hand away.Â
The boy, Rafe, smiled, a small dimple creasing his cheek. You werenât sure why, but you wished more than anything that he was smiling at you instead. After bugging Carter a little longer, his gaze finally shifted over to you and your eyes shot down nervously to your lap.
âWho is that?â Rafe blurted out, talking about but not to you.
You looked at Carter in panic, tongue-tied as you tried to stammer out your name, which you were struggling to remember. Carter noticed your look of desperation, you were so shy and she had gotten used to speaking for you.
âThatâs my sister,â Carter said with pride. âShe goes to school with us now.â
âOh, hi,â Rafe said, polite but unimpressed.
âH-hi,â you managed to squeak out, tucking your hair behind your ears, which were burning red.
Rafe disappeared back into his seat. Carter looked at you, noticing how you were nervously biting your lip, your go to tick when you were nervous. She folded her hand protectively in yours and didnât let go until she dropped you off at your kindergarten classroom.
This is how your interactions with Rafe would go for the rest of elementary school, and middle school, too. Heâd ignore you most of the time, tossing you a word or a look here or there, and youâd melt into an absolute puddle everytime. Your tendency to blush at everything he did never went away, meaning everyone knew you loved him.
Your crush was common knowledge among your sisterâs friends, hell among the whole school, but no one dared mention it or tease you about it, lest they tempt Carterâs wrath. But they knew, and you knew they knew, and you knew he knew.Â
As a freshman, you quickly became first in your class, taking sophomore math and science courses. You ended up in the same first and last period as Rafe, who always struggled in school. After a few weeks of chatting during labs and lending Rafe your notes, you actually started to feel like he had become your friend. He played every sport, and you were right there in the bleachers for every game. Sometimes, when heâd make a great play, heâd look at you in the stands and wink, making your whole body blush, feeling like the most special girl in the world. But then, on his next play, heâd wink at another girl or playfully bow to the cheer squad and itâd make you want to die, suddenly invisible again.
âHeâs such a douche,â Carter would nudge you with her elbow, trying to downplay the moment because she knew you were crushed.
You dreaded the day Carter would graduate and leave you at this school alone. You werenât friends with anyone in your own grade, it seemed the year you were born produced more mean girls and fuck boys than the one before it. Carter would tell you the girls in your grade were just jealous that you got to hang out with her class, but you always thought it was more that they didnât understand you, and people tend to attack what they donât understand.
Cassie Bryant was the worst of them. She was the Kook princess of your year, as pretty and popular as anyone could be. From early on, she mastered the art of being mean to you in a way that crushed your spirit but looked totally friendly to everyone else. Sheâd make backhanded comments like âthe way you dress is soâŠinterestingâ or âyouâre lucky you have so much free time to study, Iâm way too busy.âÂ
She was even worse when Rafe was around. It was like Cassie had a radar for when he was finally giving you some attention, and the second you felt comfortable, sheâd be there playfully stealing his baseball hat or pouting at him and saying âRafey, do you have a J?â Then as she pulled him away, sheâd laugh at you and say âitâs okay, we know youâre too cool to smoke with us.â No one saw the smug look sheâd shoot you as she hung on his arm. Youâd try to explain to Rafe why her words hurt you, but he never understood. Heâd just shrug and say âthatâs just Cassie, she has no filter.âÂ
At least Carter believed you.Â
âPick-me bitch,â sheâd spit as she watched you watch Cassie steal Rafe away yet again.
You and Rafe saw each other every day. Youâd tutor him for tests and help with his homework, you were in advanced classes and he had to retake most of his credits. Heâd call you âEinsteinâ and âsmarty pants,â always finding a way to address you without actually using your name. You never thought much of it, convincing yourself that his nicknames were coming from a place of affection. When he wasnât copying your homework or convincing you to stay up after all of your work was done to help him with his, you found other ways to feel needed. Youâd bring him lunch from his favorite spot when he got in-school suspension, bake him brownies before his big games, and give him rides to all his practices since his dad took away his truck so often.Â
Every afternoon at 4:45, youâd stop by the gas station across from your school and get a Redbull and protein bar for him, and a bag of your favorite candy for yourself. Youâd park by the field house, waiting in your car with his snacks for sometimes a half-an-hour before he decided to stop messing around with his friends and head out. When youâd give him his snack, heâd kiss your cheek and say, âthanks, kid.â Even though it wasnât really meant to be romantic, you lived for those moments when you could pretend you were his girlfriend, smiling at the way the cheerleaders eyed your car judgmentally when you pulled out of the lot with the Rafe Cameron in your passenger seat.
âHeâs just using you,â Carter would say when you got home.
âNo heâs not,â youâd shrug, âweâre friends.â
âSure,â she rolled her eyes.Â
Even if Rafe broke your heart everyday, you were fine with it as long as he put it back together the next with some small gesture that made you hopeâŠmaybe someday.
Then, in the spring semester of your junior year, his senior year, you were parked outside the field house like usual after one of his baseball practices. You saw his figure emerge from the brick building, his hair wet and clinging to his forehead. You smiled wildly, your heart fluttering every time you saw him, even after all these years. You got his snacks out and set them on the seat for him, ready for your daily thank you.
But he didnât head for your car like usual, instead he veered toward the group of cheerleaders gathered on the other side of the lot. You frowned, eyes furrowed as you watched him approach the gaggle of girls. When he reached them, he grabbed one of their hands and pulled her out of the huddle. Your heart sank when you realized who it was.
Cassie giggled as Rafe pulled her toward him, the other girls in the circle laughing and catcalling toward them. Clearly everyone in this parking lot knew something you didnât.
And then he kissed her.Â
Rafe pulled away from the kiss, hands still on Cassieâs waist, and watched with confusion as your car peeled out of the parking lot without him.
You didnât speak to him the whole next week, but he was completely oblivious to your heartbreak, still texting you as if nothing ever happened.Â
Thursday, March 23rd
Hey kid, u coming to my game tomorrow? u know I need my good luck charm Read 11:03 pm
Sunday, March 26th
Babyyyyy in drvnk at topâs pick me upppp? :(Â Read 2:17 am
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Tuesday, March 28th
yo dude u got the hw packet done for precal? Iâm screwed for tomorrow Read 9:56 pm
Youâd stare at the messages for a long time before shoving your phone in your desk drawer or turning it off all together, but always made sure to open the message so heâd know you read it.Â
Then youâd cry yourself to sleep.Â
Carter would sit in your bed each night, rubbing your back comfortingly, pissed that she couldnât do more to save you from this hurt, muttering under her breath about how she was gonna kick his ass.
After only a week of unreturned texts and trying to get your attention at school with no luck, Rafe went silent. You thought youâd make him sweat for a few weeks before forgiving him, enough time to show you he cared that you werenât speaking, but then he did the exact opposite.
âItâs for the best,â Carter tried to convince you.Â
Maybe she was right. After you no longer had Rafe in your life, you threw yourself into your schoolwork. You had always been smart, but now that you were more focused on yourself and not him, you were acing every class, top of the honor roll.Â
The gang all went their separate ways after graduation. Rafe to UNC Chapel Hill, Carter to Duke, Topper and Kelce to U of Florida. With your sister and her friends gone, you spent senior year alone, but opened acceptance letter after acceptance letter. Rafe faded slowly from your mind as you dreamt out your future.Â
Eventually you got the letter you were waiting for, your dream school. The day before you left the island, you promised yourself you wouldnât miss out on the college experience the way you missed out in high school.Â
Then, hundreds of miles away from home, something miraculous happened. Far from the memories of your lonely childhood and Rafe Cameron, you bloomed. You made friends early on, feeling like you may have finally found your people in academia. You picked up intramural sports, now you were the one scoring goals and spiking balls and waving smugly to all your friends in the stands. You dated, and you dated. Never settling on one guy too long, having too much fun to tie yourself down.
Things just clicked so much easier, no longer living in your sisterâs shadow, far enough away from all the shy girl stereotypes to explore and figure out who you were on your own terms. And slowly, all thoughts of Rafe Cameron faded from your mind. You only thought of him when he made cameos in your dreams, the high school nightmare variety - late to class, showing up naked on accident, a test you forgot to study for, and Rafe in the parking lot kissing Cassie Bryant. Youâd wake up cursing your subconscious and feel off for about half a day, before your fast paced routine in your new city erased his face from your mind again.
You changed physically, too. Though you didnât really feel any different, Carter would make comments every time you came home for a holiday or event.
âDamn, bitch,â sheâd say, looking you up and down and wolf-whistling.Â
âShut up,â youâd roll your eyes, feigning annoyance when it really made your confidence soar.Â
Sheâs just being a supportive sister, youâd tell yourself, clinging to the same insecurity youâd had your whole life. But she wasnât the only one, boys noticed you now a way they never used to. You hooked up with enough guys to start to feel comfortable with the attention, but whenever youâd draw eyes at college parties or lecture halls, your cheeks would still go bright red, never quite figuring out how to turn off that particular mannerism.
You were almost done with your third year, a plane ticket to head back to North Carolina for Carterâs graduation already purchased. One night, as she showed you options for her graduation outfit on Facetime, she casually threw out, ïżœïżœsome of us from Kildare are going to Miami to celebrate graduation.â
âOh?â You said, not really listening, going over a term paper with a red pen for the fifth time.
âYou should comeâŠâ she was nervous, trying to say it casually enough that maybe you might not overthink it and just say yes.
âWait sorry, come where?â You put down your pen and actually looked at the screen, knowing she hated when you were listening without really listening like this.
âMiami,â she repeated. âA few of us are getting an Airbnb on the beach for a week after finals.â
âWhoâs us?â You asked.Â
âOh yâknow,â she started listing names of her old friends, a lot more people than you expected, your throat tightening with a social anxiety you hadnât felt in years at thought of being in a room with that many people from high school. â...Jack, Maddie, Sabrina. Topper and Kelce obviously,â she continued, at least ten names deep, going quiet for a moment before adding â...and Rafe.â
âNo.â you said simply, propping the phone back up and returning to your paper.
âOh, come onnnn,â she whined, not at all surprised by your response. âItâs been four years, and youâre thriving now! You can just pretend heâs not there.â
âYes, exactly,â you snarked at her. âJust as Iâm finally thriving, you want me to spend a week stuck in a house with Rafe Cameron. That makes sense.â
âYou and I will hang out on the beach the whole time, we donât even have to talk to him,â she reasoned. âAnd he can just sit in the corner and look at your hot body and feel like shit for being such a dick to you in high school.â
You laughed a little despite yourself. Youâd be lying if you said there wasnât a part of you that wished he could see you now. Even though you stayed away from Kildare as much as possible and barely went out when you were home, terrified of running into him, you also dreamt of a time you would see him again. New look, new confidence, new you.Â
âHah! Youâre thinking about it arenât you?â Carter said smugly, interrupting your thoughts.
âMaybe,â you said, turning back to your schoolwork.
âIâll take that as a yes!â she cheered victoriously.
âOr you can take it as a maybe, which is what it is,â you corrected her.
âPleaseeee?â She begged. âItâs my graduation trip! And I donât want to be there without you.â
You sighed deeply, weighing all of the pros and cons as you bit your lip. Carter had always been there for you, and if it was so important to her that you make this trip, it was really the least you could do. Plus, she was going abroad for grad school in just a few weeks, and you knew it would be your last chance to spend time with her for a while.
âFineâŠIâll come,â you finally conceded.Â
âYay!â Carter yelped. âBest trip ever!â
âUh-huh,â you said skeptically. âBest trip ever.â
(Chapter 1)
a/n: hi, i'm nat and i've struggled with body image and anxiety my whole life and I have been the victim of countless unrequited loves, particularly in my teen years, though the sting never really goes away. writing this series has been really personal to me so far, and i'm having a great time. I hope you like it. âĄ
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Steve Harrington had known for a while that he was on thin ice. His parents let him change his hair and clothes and name after a harrowing night that ended with him in a hospital bed.
So he tried to behave. They couldnât complain as long as he played the perfect son. He did everything right. He excelled at sports, he didnât make a fuss, he even fell in love with a wonderful girl.
Though, things got a little rocky when his dealer left town and handed things over to the local freak show. When he went to pick up his bottles, Loudmouth Munson tried to get under his skin.
âYâknow I always had a feeling you were doping.â Munson said, leaning against the picnic table.
âWould you just hand it over?â Steve held out his hand for the containers Munson was keeping hostage.
âThis is a lot, Harrington, youâd think Hawkins would have actually won a championship by now with you on this stuff.â
Steve resisted the urge to rip it from his hands. Munson grinned an insufferable smile, like he enjoyed how much Steve was glaring at him.
âIâm not taking it because of basketball,â Steve said.
âSo why then?â
âI donât have to tell you shit.â
âDude,â Munson raised his hands in a placating gesture. âRelax, Iâm just messing with you. Call it fair play. Didnât think youâd be so sensitive about it.â
Steveâs hands were still itching to grab it. Munson seemed to notice how antsy he was, following his anxious gaze flickering between the package and Munsonâs face.
âDonât ya trust me, Harrington?â He said.
âNot even a little,â Steve replied. He felt a tendon jump in his jaw.
âCanât handle the thought of not having your steroids? Some people actually need these hormones to survive, rich boy.â Munsonâs tone switched from teasing to something more somber, or maybe bitter. It was hard for him to tell those things.
Under normal circumstances he would have never said what he ended up saying. Munson had a way of pushing his buttons.
âI need them.â Steve watched an ant crawl around a knot in the wood in front of him. âI wouldnât expect you to understand. Nobody in this town would understand.â
Steve looked up at a shocked Eddie Munson and held out a handful of bills. âGive me my drugs, take your money, and donât tell fucking anybody about this. You got it?â
Eddie didnât move for a long moment, carefully studying Steve and his outstretched hand. His rings flashed as he pushed the package over to Steveâs side of the table and grabbed the money in one swift movement.
ââCourse, Harrington. You get dealer-dealee confidentiality just like everybody else.â
Steve was glad the transaction was over. He grabbed his hormones and stood up to leave when Eddieâs voice stopped him in his tracks.
âYouâre not the only one.â
Eddie looked very serious, dark curls brushing the tops of his furrowed brows. It was a good look on him.
Steve felt his hopes rise. There were others like him in town. But, how could he be sure that Eddie was talking about what he thought he was talking about?
âMunson,ïżœïżœ Steve said cautiously, âI donât think weâre on the same page.â
Eddie, still seated, crossed his arms. âI guess thereâs no way to know for sure unless one of us says it plainly, and Iâm sure as hell not going to. I donât want to end up on the news.â
âYou donât trust me?â Steve echoed, quirking up the side of his mouth.
It got a small smile from Munson. âYou donât even know who it is; dealer-dealee confidentiality goes both ways. I canât go around blabbing about what drugs everybodyâs on, Iâd alienate my customer base.â
âThen I guess weâre at a standstill.â
Eddie looked at him with a curious expression. âI guess so.â
Steve took a few steps away from the table, leaves crunching under feet, before turning around. He hesitated. Eddie looked at him with those dark brown eyes of his, which didnât help his resolve.
âEddie,â the manâs eyebrows raised at the use of his first name. Steve continued, âif you ever feel like blabbing, you know where to find me.â
Eddie stayed quiet for once, the sounds of the woods surrounding the two of them as they lingered.
âSame to you, Steve,â He finally replied.
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cause when you know, you know.
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bakugou knew right before the entrance exam to ua had begun, you were sat a few seats down from him and youâd had a cocky grin on your face, even going as far as to give him a âwhat the hell are you looking at?,â face.
bakugou knew when he saw you in action during the practical part of the exam, taking down each hunk of junk like it was light work then quickly moving onto another.
bakugou knew when he saw you in the seat he had wanted on your first day at ua. âget the hell out of my seat.â âwho are you again?â
bakugou knew during the quirk assessment exams when he saw your name right above his, winning by a half of a point.
bakugou knew when he realized that you were nice to everybody but him, realizing that youâd only had an attitude because he was rude towards you.
bakugou knew when you came second in the sportsâ festival, nearly fuming because you came second to him of all people.
bakugou knew when youâd both somehow ended up at jeanistsâ agency, your face when you saw him show up was something heâd never forget.
bakugou knew when jeanist had him in a chair with you behind him, combing his hair down so that heâd fit in with everyone else. youâd done it so easily, and his mom used to always hate doing his hair because it was so hard for her.
bakugou knew when he stopped getting so angry while out on patrol with you, and when you had stared to reciprocate his kindness.
bakugou knew when the only person he was worried about after being kidnapped was you. heâd gone out of his way to make sure that youâd been out of harms way the whole time at the training camp.
bakugou knew when he started speaking fondly about you to his classmates after being asked who would he prefer to train with and why. âl/n, cause she can actually keep up unlike you weaklings.â
bakugou knew the first time he found himself standing outside of your dorm room, his mouth open as he struggled to knock. youâd opened the door and nearly sent the boy stumbling over his words as he tried to explain what he was doing there.
katsuki knew when he first heard you call him by his first name, and when he started doing the same for you.
katsuki knew when he let you into his dorm room at night, your face smudged with tears over a show that you had been watching. he knew when he instantly made fun of you then proceeded to comfort you.
katsuki knew when youâd both go out to make the trip for groceries together, when heâd push you in the cart while you told him what you guys needed.
katsuki knew when youâd looked at him as an equal, not as someone who was beneath you.
katsuki knew when he found himself going on date like outings with you, like go-karting, going to see a new movie that had come out, or even just going to grab a meal together.
katsuki knew when after graduation, youâd opened your agency right next to his so that he wouldnât end up forgetting about you, but then again, how could he?
katsuki knew when he saw you down the aisle, a white dress on your figure as your father led you down to meet him.
bakugou katsuki knew it was you when youâd brought his children into the world, a boy and a girl.
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How to gain followers as an influencer according to your Midheaven
Aries MC:
These influencers are blunt and say whatever that comes to mind. They have a confident aura to themselves and a lot of people gravitate towards them because of how infectious their personality is. Aries MC as influencers are competitive, bold, and outgoing. They also can have a cute and bubbly nature due to Aries being the youngest of the zodiac signs. In order to gain followers or success an influencer - speak your mind. Post pictures of yourself in the gym, dancing, or playing sports, Aries are known for their athleticism and people admire the amount of energy they possess. Aries MC do best in their career as an influencer when they are energetic and thriving in life. Their following might go down if they talk about losing or show a significant change of attitude in their content such as accepting defeat. Fans can emphasize with them if they open up about trauma and abuse.
Loren Grayâs most viral video is when she transitioned from blonde to brown hair. Making bold choices such as a change in hair color, makeup, or fashion style will attract more attention.
(Ex: Tana Mongeau, Loren Gray, Lisa)
Taurus MC:
The misconception of Taurus MCs is that they are always perceived as classy or being ârefinedâ in their aesthetic. When the most famous Taurus MCs influencers are the exact opposite. They have this âuntouchableâ essence to them (âYo voy voy voyâ). Like those cool girls you pass by in the mall and never see again. They live a life of fun and luxury, their stories you always want to tune in because theyâre always doing something interesting. Taurus MCs need to give little by little, share your interests while also keep an air of mystery to yourself. They are the life of the party and you can often see them enjoying good food, alcohol, and/or on vacation. Taurus MCs can pull off slick buns, gold hoops, glossy lips, and tight clothing like no other as well. Unless they are showing off their riches and bragging, people will get bored of them. They donât want someone they can relate to, so these people often get put on a pedestal or people look up to them for motivation. Most likely to be the ones on somebody's vision board. People are turned off when they display arrogance and envy out of insecurity.
Alex Consaniâs most viral video of her is at a fancy restaurant singing âLifestyleâ by Young Thug.
(Ex: Alex Consani, Alexa Demie, Selena Gomez)
Gemini MC:
These girlies are some chatterboxes. They are similar to Aries MCs in a way when it comes to saying whatever they want but what they say often⊠doesnât make sense but also totally makes sense, yk? The girls that get it, get it, and the girls that donât, donât! Queens/kings of musically fr. Gemini MCs are good at being animated and cunning when creating content. They act really ditsy and lost but they are secretly very intelligent. To gain followers, just be WEIRD, but not weird as in it being forced to be unique and different. I mean weird as just being yourself - unfiltered. Imagine yourself at 10 years old and how annoying but funny they were then letting it out as an adult now that you have control of your life. Give your inner child that space to be creative and humorous without overthinking.
Trisha Paytas being a Gemini MC in her most viral videos. That is all.
(Ex: Trisha Paytas, Liza Koshy, Bella Hadid)
Cancer MC:
Ahh Cancer MCs, they just give mother, ykwim? Something about them is just so feminine and nurturing. If they are young in age, people are drawn to their girl/boy next door vibes. They often fit the beauty standard and are praised for their youthful features. They are way over romanticized sometimes and people have an unhealthy obsession with them. People often see Cancer MCs as overrated but honestly who cares? You are capable of gaining followers by making content with family members, at home, or honestly doing the bare minimum (this placement doesnât require much effort).
Ari Fletcher is famous for being the girlfriend of rapper G Herbo and mother of their son, Yosohn, she often posts videos of her and their son together.
(Ex: Charli Dâamelio, Ari Fletcher, ZoĂ« Kravitz)
Leo MC:
Divaaaas. Leo MCs just give celebrity through and through. They are probably some of the youngest influencers out there. These are the people who were in their bathroom making YouTube videos at 11 and getting over millions of views just for talking about their day at school. They could talk a lot of shit and people would just tune in for the gossip. They are hilarious and entertaining to watch. Always hated but could never be imitated. They are just that it girl/boy. Leo MCs gain attention for their voluminous hair, balanced features, and radiant style. The more they shine, the better. These people gain followers when they look the most glamorous and behave unapologetically themselves. Fun to hear them talk while drunk too. Might have to make a few apologies throughout their career but their fans are loyal and would never turn their back on them lol. âThey could never make me hate you ahhhđâ. Leo MCs live by the saying âonly god could cancel meâ, the feline that got 9 lives. Haters would even miss them if they died.
Bretman Rockâs viral contour video thatâs ⊠dare I say chaotic.
(Ex: Justine Skye, Bretman Rock, Doja Cat)
Virgo MC:
True natural beauty. These people probably started the âclean girlâ trend, they are so effortlessly perfect at everything they do. Top student of their class, successful in their career, etc. You name it. Virgo MCs are admired for their good reputation and clean image (or in another case, when their reputation goes to shit, they can salvage it by being clever and profiting it off themselves. Kim Kardashian became famous for being in a sex tape and ever since then sheâs been one of the biggest influencers in the entertainment industry). They gain followers for posting content of their everyday routine, cleaning habits, and comfortable but stylish wardrobe. These people lose attention when they are looking messy and dirty. Sometimes engaging in reckless behavior and not always being the âperfectâ girl people perceive them as can gain attention - good or bad. These people may have a harder time keeping up with the standards people enforce onto them and often face criticism more than others which could impact their mental as well as physical health.
(Ex: Yara Shahidi, Hailey Baldwin Bieber, Maya Jama)
Libra MC:
The ultimate beauty gurus omg! These are the best people to receive beauty tips from. Unfortunately, people could never look as pretty as them but they could at least learn tips that would help them enhance their appearance with makeup, skincare, etc. Libra MCs are the embodiment of beauty and style, they make the perfect influencers and a lot of them are very popular on social media. They know how to balance humor while being serious when giving advice, giving off big sister/brother vibes. The beauty standards they present could be unattainable, so they could receive both love and hate from others because they are not able to replicate them. These influencers are the type to set trends such as â#wonyoungismâ and what not. Wearing pink, using your artistic skills, and being an advocate for a cause you care about could attract more followers.
Jenna Marbles most famous video is ironically about âhow to trick people into thinking youâre good lookingâ.
(Ex: Jenna Marbles, Kylie Jenner, Michelle Phan)
Scorpio MC:
Sexy spooky gals. Scorpio MCs possess a beauty that is haunting to the mind, they are the bad girls/boys. They are daring by nature and their quirky personalities contrast with their sensual appearance. These placements could be former porn stars or be very popular on onlyfans (*cough cough* Mia Khalifa). They are often involved in scandals, dating rumors, and people view them as dramatic. Indulge in peopleâs fantasies and feed into others illusions. Emphasize your eyes by doing a smoker eyeliner look, contour your cheeks, and wearing a nude lip is a signature look for the Scorpio MCs. Wearing leather, revealing, or stripper type clothing and having tattoos is part of their grand appeal as well. Entertain your fans by engaging in harmless flirting and venting about your emotions.
Quenlin has been gaining popularity recently for being involved in a dating rumor that her, Billie Ellish, and Odessa are in a throuple after making a video together.
(Ex: Emma Chamberlain, Quenlin Blackwell, India Love)
Sagittarius MC:
The one everyone wishes to find. These people become the most searched in a matter of seconds. Everyone wants to know who they are, whatâs their name, and where are they from. Sagittarius MCs could be praised for their âexoticâ look or extravagant style. Wear clothing and jewelry from foreign countries, these people have to give off the vibe they just came back from vacation. They are often seen sporting tans and look good in âairport fashion". To gain followers, post content of videos of yourself talking in the car, traveling, going to the airport, being on vacation, driving to your favorite places, and/or speaking in foreign languages. Sagittarius MCs become famous âunintentionallyâ and they experience a lot of luck and success within their career. Being too stagnant could harm their success.
Cindy Kimberly went viral after Justin Bieber posted her on his instagram asking people who she was.
(Ex: Cindy Kimberly, Khloe Kardashian, Jenna Ortega)
Capricorn MC:
These mfers are always mewing. Patrick Bateman core. These are the business moguls, supermodels, and professional gamers. They are competitive and efficient when it comes to their work. They look great in black and have noticeable tattoos. Similar to Scorpio MCs with having a baddie image but instead of being just âbadâ, they give off mafia vibes. The sexy super villain thatâs hard to resist and secretly rooting for. People want to know how much money they make and what they did to achieve being rich (âsprinkle sprinkleâ). Capricorn MCs are appreciated for their dedication and hard work. People admire them most when they talk about their struggles and how they overcame obstacles to become successful. Although, if they are someone who benefits from nepotism, people could really despise them. Be the unbothered queen/king youâre meant to be and invest in yourself, remember your time and energy is valuable.
Rihannaâs most viral video is of her saying âshe could beat me but she could not beat my outfitâ during a speech.
(Ex: Vinnie Hacker, Rihanna, Kendall Jenner)
Aquarius MC:
The definition of social media stars. These are the innovators and trend starters. They are the reason influencers are so big now on the internet. Aquarius MCs gain popularity for their unique perspective and usage of technology (cameras, editing content, etc). They could post about tech, talking about interests from their fandom, doing Q&As, and having a close relationship with their fans. People admire how friendly and down to earth they are. Aquarius MCs lose followers when they are cold and distant. These people could wear just about anything but look best in a hoodie, sunglasses, and jeans. They are oh so casual chic.
Madison Beer went viral in her cover of Etta James when she was only 13, she showed gratitude to her fans in the comment section and was praised by Justin Bieber as well.
(Ex: Madison Beer, Jackie Aina, Dixie Dâamelio)
Pisces MC:
These people just spawned into existence. They are otherworldly in terms of appearance. Pisces MCs are quite strange when it comes to how they express themselves and people who are often misunderstood find comfort in these public figures. As influencers, their style has spiritual or mystical elements. They look like a fantasy character come to life and their makeup style can be quite bizarre. These people lose followers when they try to fit in and dim their light. They make a positive impact on others when they talk about acceptance and self love. Pisces MCsâ sexuality could be a hot topic as well and they might be very progressive with their views. These people could be psychic and are very intuitive in terms of the future.
Julia Foxâs most popular video is about how her son was born the same day her best friend who died (she also talked about how she came to her in a dream to tell her she was having a boy!)
(Ex: Julia Fox, Addison Rae, James Charles)
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glitter & crimson
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7
âMarry.â
âWhat?â
âMarry. Heâs hot, Iâm not gonna kill him.â
âEddie, weâre not playing FMK; youâre supposed to be telling me his name.â
âOh. ThatâsâŠ. Joe Jonas.â
ââŠheâs literally from Hawkins. And heâs holding a hockey stick.â
âNobody from Hawkins is that hot, man, no way.â
~~~
Gareth posts the clip to his personal TikTok. Before he can get around to reposting it on Corroded Coffinâs band account, it has more than 100k views. Things only spiral from there, because once the band shares it, the video goes more viral and ends up on the screens of the right people.
chiblkhwks: harrington94 is social media challenged, but weâre going to make sure he sees this. Will keep you posted.
The comment is immediately overshadowed by a busy day of PR. A photoshoot to an interview to a radio show to the green room at the Fillmore in Boston, before an intimate pre-album release show for members of their fan club. Eddie has completely forgotten about the video entirely, but Garethâs phone pings with a text notification.
âA response has been issued!â He declares to the room, still grinning down at the screen of his phone.
The rest of the band shares a collectively confused look, all seeming pleased to find theyâre not alone in whatever theyâve missed.
âWhat?â Jeff asks for the group.
In lieu of an explanation, Gareth just flips the phone in his hand around to show a TikTok, stitched with the clip theyâd made earlier that morning.
~~~
âMarry. Heâs hot, Iâm not gonna kill him.â
#Stitch
âIs⊠is that supposed to be a compliment?â Steve asks, making a pinched face as he laces up his skates.
âYou watched the whole video. He compared you to Joe Jonas.â The girl behind the camera responds, but he levels her with an unimpressed look. She doesnât respond, and after a beat, he sighs.
âYeah, alright, I guess Joe Jonas is hot. Iâll take the compliment.â He huffs, standing to his feet and moving from the bench heâd been suiting up on toward the ice. The girl follows him, gliding toward the net once they're in the rink, never falling out of pace with him.
âDo you know who it is talking in the video?â She presses, and Steve looks unimpressed again.
âYou mean the other hot guy?â He asks with a grin, then nods. âThat was Eddie. Iâm surprised you donât know him, the Party listens to Corroded Coffin all the time.â
The video loops back to the stitched clip from Garethâs initial TikTok then. Everyone in the room processes what just unfolded.
âThe Party? Did⊠did Steve Harrington just make a reference to DnD? Or is that some sports thing I dont understand?â Jeff asks.
Freak raises his hand, indicating heâs next to speak. âNot only that, but his nerdy DnD friends listen to us all the time?â
âDid King Steve call Joe Jonas hot?â Eddie asks, visibly still trying to connect the wires in his brain that fried at Steveâs agreement. âDid he call me hot?â
All three turn toward Eddie, whose face is still reflecting the long form math equation his brain is trying to work out, and Jeff sighs.
âWell, boys. I think weâve officially lost him.â He says, bowing his head. Freak and Gareth join him solemnly, making Eddie huff and cross his arms over his chest.
âYouâre all so dramatic.â
âGee, I wonder who encouraged us to be this way,â Freak exaggerates through a grin, before shoving a guitar into Eddieâs chest, just in time for Paige to open the door and summon them.
âWe can have a meltdown over Harrington after the gig,â Gareth promises with a pat to Eddieâs back as everyone moves around him, exiting the green room and heading for the stage.
~~~
Riding his post-show high, Eddie makes a bold move in the CC band TikTok, commenting under the video Steve had stitched.
corrodedcoff!n: weâll be in chicago 1/26 if harrington94 and âthe partyâ are free đ«
He only gets about 20 minutes of peace before Gareth is jumping around, proclaiming himself the greatest wingman in history.
âItâs an offer for free concert tickets made over social media, and he hasnât even answered, Gare Bear.â Eddie tries to get him to relax, but he, too, is eager to see how the other reacts to the offer.
He wakes up the next morning to the answer heâd been waiting on, and his stomach flips as he reads it over.
harrington94: only if you guys come to the home game 1/27 đ
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Steve doesnât even bat an eye when Max shoves her way into the locker room, b-lining straight for him.
âCan I help you?â He asks without looking up, unhooking the padding from his calf and letting it drop to the ground in front of his locker.
âAre you using TikTok to publicly flirt with Eddie Munson?â She asks, voice quieter than heâd typically expect from her, but he just scoffs.
âIâm just being friendly! Youâre the one who started this in the first place! What, you didnât expect me to log on and check if theyâd responded?â He asks in response, freeing his foot from the skate, before placing a cover over the blade and letting the boot drop into the lower shelf beside his locker.
âIâm just confused because youâve been super weird about coming out, and now youâre out here hitting on a rockstar all over social media, thatâs all.â Max says, and Steve freezes for a moment.
âDo youâŠâ he trails off, before closing his eyes and rubbing a thumb into his temple. âYou really think I just accidentally came out?â
âYou called Joe Jonas and Eddie Munson hot, encouraged this rockstar to come to your game when heâs in town and also accepted tickets to see him perform, Steve.â Max was monotone, and held her hands up defensively when he groaned. âIâm not starting anything, Iâm just saying that this could get blown out of proportion now.â
They discuss a little further, deciding neither of them will publicly acknowledge anything thatâs been posted to the account for now, until they actually come up with a plan.
Once heâs in his car heading home, Steve calls Robin.
âDingus,â she greets, as always, and he lets out a grumble. âUh oh. What happened?â
âI think I accidentally came out on the internet, and itâs Eddie Munsonâs fault.â Heâs met with several seconds of silence as he starts his car on the path to him and Robinâs shared apartment.
âEddie, the drug dealer from high school?â Robin eventually asks, confused, and Steve groans again.
âYeah. He uh, also is in a band?â He supplies, and Robinâs quiet for a moment as she processes. Then, he hears the tapping of a keyboard. âWhat are you doing?â
âLooking Eddie up, obviously.â Steve can practically see her eye roll, even though theyâre not FaceTiming. âYouâre nothing if not consistent, I guess. Doe-eyed curly brunet.â
Steve scoffs. âYou say as though youâre not the one currently waking up beside Nance every morning.â
Heâs met again by a short silence, before Robin lets out a little puff of air, in a small laugh. âThank you again for being so cool about that, by the way.â She says, before he hears clicking on her end. âApparently, Eddie is out as bi. Corroded Coffin does a charity show for the Trevor Project every year, and heâs been to a lot of Pride events.â
Steveâs stomach twists with each new bit of information she provides, because a part of him wants to be that out, wants to be like Robin or apparently Eddie, freely sharing that part of themselves with the world and having no one give a shit. But thatâs not how it works on so many levels for Steve. Beside the shit heâd have to deal with on the ice from certain other players, he had no idea how it would impact the team overall. Thereâs no way to gauge how fans would react, when thereâs never been an openly gay player in the NHL. And that didn't even begin to touch on how his parents would react.
âHey,â Robin breaks him out of his spiral and he realizes heâs been chewing a hole into his cheek. âI can hear how loud youâre thinking right now. Do you need me to come home?â She asks, gently, and he sighs.
âPlease.â He mumbles after a long pause, and is grateful when he hears the jingle of car keys from the other end of the phone.
~~~
Robin scrolls through article after article once she gets to their place, pulling Steve onto the sofa with her and laying his head in her lap. Her fingers twist through his hair, doing her best to keep him calm as she reads up on the situation playing out to try and help gauge how big of a hole heâs dug himself this time.
âI donât think thereâs really anyone who thinks you were flirting with him. Not seriously, at least.â She tries to assure him, but heâd already seen the twitter posts to contradict that before she came over. He sighs and rolls onto his back, so heâs looking up at her, and shrugs.
âI kind of donât think thereâs any avoiding it, at this point.â He mumbles. âIâm not⊠Iâm not ready to come out, not like this. Not on this scale. I think the only thing I can do is carry on and hope it doesnât get turned into any bigger of a deal.â
Robin hums down at him, and continues to brush his hair back out of his eyes. âOkay. So you donât come out yet. But donât overcompensate for it, okay?â He scrunches his face up at her, and she types something into her phone before turning it back into his face. He immediately pales, met with a photo of him out with Heidi last year. With a black eye on full display, he looks miserable behind a fake smile.
âLow blow,â he grumbles, pushing himself away from Robin to sit up beside her, and she raises her eyebrow at him, still holding the photo pointed in his direction.
ââMaybe they wonât notice or ask why my literal teammate punched me in the face at practice if I take a fucking supermodel out to dinner.ââ Robinâs imitation is a little too good, a sure sign of too much time spent together.
âHey, it worked, didnât it!â He asks, taking the phone off of her and closing out of the image before locking it. He drops it back into her lap with a sigh. âI just donât know how many times I can keep getting away with hiding it.â
âWell, it helps that Billy got traded out to LA. He would be insufferable about this, and would absolutely make everything 10 times worse.â Robin muses.
Steve sighs and hesitates for a moment before dropping his head back into her lap, curling into her. âI just want it to be on my terms, when Iâm ready.â
âWeâll figure it out, and itâll all be okay, no matter what. Okay?â She assures quietly, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek.
His phone dings with a new notification; Max texted him a screenshot from TikTok.
corrodedcoff!n: youâve got yourself a deal đ€đ»
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Thinking aboutâŠMMA Fighter!141 AU
MMA Fighter!Soap is a crowd favoriteâespecially with the ladies. Heâs known for his wild behavior and high energy. The media consider him a âbad boy.â But that âbad boyâ behavior has finally gotten him in trouble. If he wants to keep his career, he needs to find a willing good girl to help clean up his public image.
MMA Fighter!Price is a seasoned veteran to the sport. Heâs well-respected. Admired. Ranked highly across multiple reputable sources. But heâs nearing retirement, and Price wants to move into promotional deals and coaching. He needs to go out on a final big win, and he needs the money. One last tournament is all he needs.
MMA Fighter!Gaz is brand new to the sport. Heâs charismatic and confident but heâs the underdog. He works longer hours, trains harder, and does his best to remain humble in front of the camera. But he has a shadow hanging over him. His father once ruled this sport. A champion. A lot of people have their eyes on him. He plans on proving himself.
MMA Fighter!Ghost is the blood-beast of the sport. Heâs brutal. Fights dirty. No one likes to face him. It gives him a bad reputation, but he doesnât do much to soothe the public and mediaâs image of him. Itâs a shield. A barrier. He likes to keep others at a distance. But this life is becoming a lonely one, and he thinks he might be ready to finally let someone in.
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sakusa kiyoomi who has a crush on you !
involves : fluff , sakusa is soft , reader is a barista , mentions of marriage.
sakusa kiyoomi hated crowds, which is how he found solace in this small cat cafe he discovered when exploring in the quiet lanes of tokyo city. he liked how it would always have less than a dozen people in the building at once, he liked the soft rock music which would play through the speakers. it was a nice place for some needed rest and relaxation after his physically demanding volleyball training.
sakusa kiyoomi who noticed you the first time he walked in, how your head would snap towards the door when you heard the door ring, how delighted you were to serve him, and how careful and tedious your latte art was. he thought you were cute, it was endearing watching someone so engaged in making cat pictures with cocoa powder and coffee foam on his drink.
sakusa kiyoomi liked sitting on a booth with a small cat keeping him company, warmth curled on his lap as he gently stroked the fur when he occasionally stopped typing. heâd be working efficiently, deeply entranced by the words on his screen until he feels a small paw at his chest, then heâll stop for a good five minutes to play with the white animal.
sakusa kiyoomi who could muster a somewhat wistful expression when he decided that heâd go to your cafe after training that day, motoya teasing him would earn a scowl off his inexpressive face, âis it about a girl?â motoya would ask, leaning against his cousin as the black haired boy would reply, âshut up, itâs none of your businessâ but the blush and pout would give it away, and motoya would giggle at him for the rest of practice.
sakusa kiyoomi who realised you were too shy to start a conversation with him like you did your other customers, meaning that heâd have to talk to you first, which was different, but he didnât mind the change, in fact, he was increasingly becoming more curious about the life that you led and how it parallelled his. how you were the same age but ended up in completely different positions, you with an after-school job and his relentless commitment to his sport, he liked how wide your eyes got when he explained how he was one of the best in your age division, feelings of pride would wash over him every time.
sakusa kiyoomi who started to admire the small features which framed your face which he didnât notice before. how your cheekbones sat under your eyes, or the curvature of your nose when you brought your mug up to your lips. there was something captivating about the cupids bow, the dusty pink colour which youâd smear lip gloss over every couple of minutes. he wanted to reach and gently rub his fingers on your skin, cleaning up all the places where it fell out of the boarder.
sakusa kiyoomi who, when learning your name, would repeat it in his mind every once in a while. testing out the syllables on his tongue every so often, it was obvious that he couldnât get you out of his mind. heâd think about how youâd feed the cafeâs cats every once in a while, offering them small pats right before you washed your hands. he thought that people who respected animals were good people, and that was evident through your actions.
sakusa kiyoomi who invited you to sit with him at his booth when your shift ended, seeing you in your normal clothes was something unfamiliar to him, how the black jumper dwarfed your body as you typed away on your phone, letting an older orange cat stretch on your lap.
sakusa kiyoomi whoâd nudge you, and embarrassingly ask for your instagram. âiâd like some way to contact you, if possibleâ heâd mutter, his pretty face flushed dark red as he fiddled with his phone, tension leaving his back when you smiled up at him, âokay! hereâs my instagram!â youâd reply happily, taking his phone and typing your username into it, heâd try to wipe his small smile, but to no avail as he sat there with a dorky expression on his face.
sakusa kiyoomi who didnât expect you to message him often, but he was so eternally grateful that you did. the days which used to drag on, filled with quiet time was now replaced with your tumultuous presence, how youâd tell him everything about your day in full detail, and he in return. you formed a small relationship which kiyoomi was unfamiliar, he wasnât used to the way his heart would beat faster when you messaged him, or when youâd excitedly wave when you watched him walk into the cafe.
sakusa kiyoomi who was still a boy in all the ways that counted. sure, the way that he spoke made him sound grown up, and the way he looked portrayed him as this stoic and serious high schooler, but his feelings for you made him realise again that he was only 17. just a single look in his direction and heâd be folding in on himself, trying to keep up his facade, but you knew it wasnât really working anymore.
sakusa kiyoomi who confessed his feelings to you after a long 4 months of attraction (he was concerned because of all these dating rules like 'three month rule' and he didn't wanna rush it and potentially ruining his chances with you).
you felt the tension in your back as you took off your yellow apron and folded it neatly, tucking it into your bag before sliding it over your shoulder and walking into the main dining room to see kiyoomi.Â
âyou look tired,â he comments, eyes flickering from you to the laptop in front of him as you settled in the booth. his fingers wrapped around the handle of his mug as he kept his attention on the video on screen, âyou shouldnât work too often if youâre getting exhausted like this.â
âi am tired.â you mumble, rubbing your face and smudging your eye make up in the process, âgoing to school at like 7:45, then coming here and working from 4-6 is so outrageousâ you sigh dramatically, letting a brown cat nuzzle against your palm as you complained. âitâs so annoyingâ, sakusa would chuckle before replying.
âiâll walk you home then, if youâre so exhausted.â he hums gently, bringing the mug up to his lips and looking down at you as you laid your head on the table, he smirked gently, placing his palm on the curvature of your head and gently rubbing his fingers through your hair, âyouâre cuteâ he mutters under his breath,
âwhat was that?â
ânothingâ you raise your eyebrows suspiciously, but drop the conversation.
âalright omiâ you side eye him, âalso yeah, taking me home would be great, thank youâ
he found himself with interlocked fingers as you walked alongside him to your family apartment, it was dead silent. he was focusing on the way his hand dwarfed yours, how he could feel your warmth through his fingertips, and he wanted more. he wanted to pull you into his arms and rub all the tightness from your back, he wanted to hold you while you slept, he wanted to do all those stupid, romantic things heâd normally frown upon with you.
âhey yn?â he asks, stopping suddenly to your confusion.
âyeah omi? whatâs up?â he loved the way his nick name would fall off your tongue.
âhave you ever been in love?â
âin love?â you hum thoughtfully, âi think iâve really liked someone before, but not really loved themâ you nod. âwhat about you, have you ever been in love?â you look up at him, expecting his answer.Â
âyeah, i think iâm in love with youâ
sakusa kiyoomi who asked you out in the most sakusa kiyoomi way. straight to the point and with no room for confusion. he was building himself up for the dejection of your soft explanation of why you didnât like him back, but he definitely didnât expect how you walked up to him and gently wrap your arms around his waist, pressing your head against his chest.
sakusa kiyoomi who would gently press his lips against your almost every minute now, wanting to soak in your affection if it was the last thing heâd do. he was so in love with you to the point where heâd let anyone on his team tease him just so he could talk about you more. you were the only thing on his mind, heâd drag you to all his games and hold you when he won, telling you how he played for you, seeking comfort when he lost, nuzzling his head into the side of his neck like one of your cats..
sakusa kiyoomi who knew you were gorgeous, but you were entirely something else during your marriage. he cried when you walked down the aisle, seeing you linked arms with another as you looked at him meekly. you were breathtaking, with your hair neatly pulled back and your make up done to perfection, but donât let him get started on that dress because it would take me another paragraph.
sakusa kiyoomi who swore on his life that heâd never let you go, heâd provide you with everything you needed and support you through any career choice that youâd choose, because heâd go through anything just to feel you in his arms every night.Â
sakusa kiyoomi who never thought heâd be able to experience love, there was so much about him that he found unloveable. but you, you and everything that you brought into his boring life would change him for the better, the walls heâd spent years building would come crumbling down at your gentle touch, and heâd find himself lost in your warmth.
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àłââ· love me, connie springer (nsfw)
thinking about babydaddy!connie fucking you nice and slow after finding out you got stood up by your date. having little constentina (his idea, but tina for short) for the weekend, your precious angel just couldnât keep her mouth shut to her daddy when youâd told her you were going on a small âdinnerâ
âshe said dinner but that really means date, daddy.â
connie isnât surprised. no one knew how to handle you beside him. i mean, heâs had your ass in place successfully for nearly ten years; only he was man enough to handle you, your mind, and most of all your body.
you loved connie like no other, you wanted no one else to be the father of your children. but you knew the streets would eventually take him away from you, and you just didnât wanna stick around for that. not when you had a five year old girl depending on the both of you. connie looked for other ways to make bread without selling or doing anythingâŠillegal but it was hard to match the stacks he was bringing home every weekend.
your separation was a one sided agreement anyways it seems. to you? you two were broken up. to connie delulu ass? you were his wife and youâre âsmoking dick if you think ion belong to you and youâon belong to me.â
you didnât even have any words for the absence of your so called âdate.â. after an hour of waiting, you figured youâd call in to check on tina. ringing connie, your babyfather answered on the first ring, of course with a wood in his mouth and multiple lights on his face, signaling he was watching tv.
âhey,â your voice is solemn and low. you really were tired and ashamed to say anything more.
âhey mama, you okay?â connieâs hazel brown eyes quickly flick over to yours through the screen.
you shrug though he canât see it. âiâm okay.â you admit. âjust callinâ to check on my baby.â the frame was only on your face, but from the small shake of your hand, connie had managed to get a glimpse of a pretty black dress youâd sported, breasts looking three times as big as it usually did because of your sitting position. he could tell you dressed up for the night.
âyeah? she good, just upstairs sleepinâ right now. how was your date, pretty?â you hear connie turn down the tv in the background and give you his full intention.
you furrow your brows. âwhat? boy, howâd you know about it?â
your baby father blows out a huff of smoke and chuckles, flashing his gold canines. he wasnât gon snitch on his lil informant princess. âi got my ways. tell me bout it baby.â
with a roll of your eyes, you let out a tired sigh and felt your shoulders sag. âwouldnât know. the nigga never showed.â
connie furrows his own thick eyebrows. âwhat you mean? he told you he couldnât come?â he asked. from the shake of your head, you see his face soften on the screen. âcome over nâ smoke with me. lemme make you feel better.â
you kiss your teeth and throw your head back, already knowing where the conversation was headed. embarrassment flooded your expression. âyou eating my pussy is not gonna make me feel better, constance.â
connie kissed his teeth and waved you off dismissively. âyouâon know that.â
a blush canât help but creep its way onto your brown cheeks. âiâm supposed to be staying away from you, ya know.â
connie gives you a knowing grin, shamelessly flexing the two deep dimples in his cheeks that constentina inherrited from him. âyeah? howâs that going for you, mama?â
âobviously not good because iâm actually considering your offer of being a booty call tonight?â you laugh.
âcome onnn mama, tinaâs sleep, i got a wood rolled for you and i want you here.â your ex compromised with a kiss of his teeth. âlemme rub ya feet and all on ya butt i promise youâll feel better.
âiâm tired and donât feel like driving, con,â you whine in the same tone. you knew if he didnât have your daughter heâd already be at your door, but you refused to risk waking her up in a car ride over here.
connie rolls his eyes and puts you on pause for the moment. a minute later he comes back on screen and takes a pull of his backwood. âyour uber on the way baby.â
âooh daddy,â you cried, trying your hardest to breathe straight. âyou know i cum fast like this, oh shit,â connie had your legs spread wide open, forcing your huge tits up against the bottom of your face as he pumped in and out of you.
âyou like that mama, like when i fuck you nice and slow? all romantic nâ shit?â connie teased. tears streamed down your face and he wasted no time in kissing them from your pretty face.
youâre too far in euphoria to even fully comprehend exactly what heâs saying. âyes, i love when you stroke this pussy so deep daddy.â
connie holds your breasts up damn near to your face and takes his time sucking on each of your nipples, making sure to stretch and pull it all the way back as far as it could go, grinning at the sound of it snapping back toward you. âyouâon need no one else to love you like this but me, you heard?â
you canât help but shake your head, the small responsible part of you left that hadnât been fucked out by connie yet (though he was close) was slowly bringing you to reality. âno,â you respond.
ânah, nah, dead that shit or imma stop,â your ex threatened, straightening his back out so he stood tall, yet still very deep inside your gummy walls. you canât help but stare down the tattoos that littered his body; many dedicated to you and your shared daughter. âyou grippinâ me so tight baby, boutta make me cum, fuck,â connie throws his head back and whines. âtell me youâre mine nâ we gonna get back together.â
âno, con,â your words were saying one thing, but the cream ring of your arousal forming around connieâs tanned dick was betraying everything leaving your mouth. âw-weâre weâre toxicâoooh, yes, right there right there!â
suddenly, a large pair of hands come to wrap around your neck, gripping lightly. âtell me youâre mine or im not fuckinâ this pussy,â he orders. âyou know i donât be bluffing, mama. âspecially when it come to your spoiled ass dĂ©jame oĂrte decirlo.â
more tears fall from your eyes as you feel your lower region bubble in evstasy. âconââ
âsay it if you wanna cum.â connieâs grip around your neck tightens as he inevitably starts to babble. he was not gonna let up off you no matter what. âcome on mama, say it n lemme give you another baby. gonna make you a mama all over again, want you so full of my babies, prettyâfuck,â he breathed out. âyou know daddy sorry, you gonna forgive him?â
it wasnât until connie started to add his thumb rubbing circles around your clit did you finally fold and give in. âoh fuck, yes! yes yes i forgive you conâpleaseââ
âgo head and cum mami, te quiero.â connie breathed out, feeling his own orgasm approach. âte amo joder joder por favor dame mĂĄs hijos mami te estoy rogando dĂ©jame correrte dentro de ti,â the man curses into the atmosphere as he strokes himself in you a few more times.
âyes yes,â you nod in response to his pleads of cumming in you. a nanosecond later, connieâs cumming deep into you until he ends up shooting nothing but blanks. youâre full to the brim to the point where drops of his cum couldnât help but ooze out between your puffy cunt.
âdio mio.â
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Wanderlust
Pairing: Soldier Boy (Ben) x F. Reader
Summary: Your wandering hands are keeping Ben up at night.
AN: My nightly daydreams led me to Soldier Boy this time. đ
I was imagining the Break Me Down-verse for this one (shortly after Checkerboard), but it can also be general Soldier Boy x Reader.
Word Count: 650
Tags/Warnings: 18+ only to be safe. Fluff, innuendo, Sleepy Ben, implied smut.
You traced down his back with light, trailing fingers.
Lying next to him in bed, with scraps of moonlight filtering through the closed blinds in the window as your only guide, your mind was still drifting even though you shouldâve been sleeping.
You couldnât help yourself. Â
You drew invisible patterns across his bare skin. Ben was warm, always warm, even though the AC was making the room almost frigid. You knew it was the ever-present radiator in his chest that made him your own personal heater.
You propped your head up better with an elbow on your pillow as you laid on your side. You then let your hand drift over every dip of muscle between his shoulders, every small freckle you knew just from memory, then down and down his spine.
You flirted with the idea of inching down the sheets, where his bare ass would greet you. From there, you supposed you'd decide what wandering direction your hand took next.
âIf you donât go to sleep,â his deep voice rumbled, âIâm gonna wake up and fuck you again.â
You bit your lip against a giggle, but you didnât quite succeed.
âIt sounds like youâre already awake,â you remarked.
Ben grumbled incoherently in response. He was tired, you knew. Heâd just come back from a week-long mission with Butcher and Co. for Supe Affairs. Hence the long night you two spent catching up.
If you were honest, you were still tingling between your legs. Your thighs and ass were a little sore too. Likely theyâd be sporting a few fingerprints tomorrow.
You didn't mind it so much though. You two now had a safe word for that kind of thing.
You smirked, sifting your fingers through his hair. It was getting long again. Maybe youâd trim it for him tomorrow, since you both had the weekend off. Â
Your hand meandered down the back of his neck, just to begin dragging your nails up and down the slope of his back.
âWhat does that feel like to you?â you asked curiously. You often wondered how much his invulnerability affected the way he felt things, especially the way you touched him.
âLike a tease,â he muttered.
You applied some more pressure with your nails. Not the way youâd scored his back about an hour ago, when heâd had his sinful mouth all over your body, but enough to be more than a tease. Enough that it wouldâve left an angry, red trail on your own âfragileâ human skin.
Still, you werenât able to leave any marks on him. Just a faint whiteness of pressure against his skin that soon returned to normal when you moved your hand away.
âHow about that?â you asked.
âLike youâre playing with fucking fire,â Ben said, though you heard the smirk in his voice. âGo to sleep.â
You smiled too.
âWe'll pick this up in the morning,â he made sure to add, though he was already halfway back to slumber, from the sound of it.
âOh, Iâm sure,â you said, laughing lightly. You leaned over and pressed a soft kiss against his shoulder. âGânight, babe.â
âMhmm,â he responded.
He groaned deep in his throat and turned over onto his back. Your smile remained as your body tensed in anticipation, but all he did was slide an arm under your waist and curl you towards him, trapping you against his chest. His hand splayed against your lower back, heavy and warm.
His lips brushed your hair away from your forehead and lingered there. He closed his eyes and let out a deep exhale. You did the same, relaxing against him. Your hand came to rest against the steady thrum of his heart.
Moments like this with him still managed to surprise youâŠbut admittedly, less and less the longer you lived and shared together.
A girl could get used to it though.
AN: Lol should she have pressed her luck? Let me know what you think of this one! đđ
Keep Reading in the BMD-verse:
Next we have a fun, fluffy, angsty, smutty Christmas special, Love Actually:
Summary: Ben gets in late on Christmas Eve with a Grinch-like attitude, but youâre determined to force some holiday cheer into his system.
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Azrielâs Girls
Pairing: Azriel x reader | WC: 2.6k | warnings: none
Summary: you overhear a conversation between Azriel and his brothers that has you second guessing your boyfriendâs faithfulness. What will you find when you follow him out one night?
Authorâs note: two fics one day! This is crack lmao I wrote this in a blur this afternoon from a silly convo with @milswrites @prythianpages and @ninthcircleofprythian lmao
You and Feyre came into the River House giggling over the amount of paint that covered the both of you. The two of you stop laughing long enough to look at each other, before devolving into fits of giggles once more. One of the boys in the studio had insisted on todayâs topic being finger painting, which led to the children essentially dipping their hands into paint before smearing it over all of your clothes.
âAre you sure you donât want to shower here?â Her voice is soft and kind, a slight rasp to it from talking to the kids all afternoon.
âThanks Fey, but Iâd rather shower at home so I can slip into my pajamas and go to sleep.â You look away from her, as if you could see him through the walls. âMaybe I can even convince Azriel to rub my back. I shouldn't have given some piggy back rides.â
Feyre hums, a soft âtold you soâ on her tongue, but you give her a pointed look and she keeps it to herself.
âWell, Iâm going to go wash up. Good luck finding the boys.â
Her voice floats down the hallway she takes, and you start thinking about where to look - the most obvious place being Rhysâs study. Your feet pad through the halls until you start to hear three loud laughs coming from the cracked study door.
You keep moving towards the source, ready to make your presence known, when you hear Cassian say, âwhen will you see them again?â
Your boyfriend responds with a soft, âtonightâ, eliciting raucous laughter from his brothers. You still, pressing yourself towards the wall, tilting your head in contemplation.
Azriel had told you he had plans tonight, that he was doing something important for Rhys. Had he lied to you?
Cassianâs voice cuts through your train of thoughts, âIâm sure the girls at Rosehall have been missing you.â
Rosehall?
You scrunch your eyebrows, trying to remember if you had ever heard of Rosehall. Was it somewhere in Velaris? Was it a pleasure hall? Who were these girls Cassian spoke of?
Had your sweet Azriel been sneaking around, and his brothers were aware of it? Had they been condoning it?
âI havenât been able to see them in a while, theyâll be glad for the company.â
âIâm sure theyâll be crawling all over you, brother.â
Their laughs were knives in your heart. Did everyone know? Were you nothing more than a fool to them? Nothing more than a mere joke to these males? Your mind was racing, not paying any mind to the rest of the conversation as you ran down the hall into the kitchens, getting yourself a glass of water. You chugged it, the cool liquid giving your racing thoughts something else to focus on. Like a plan to figure out the truth.
After a few minutes of allowing yourself to seethe and panic, you retraced your steps towards Rhysâs study with your plan in tow: get to Rosehall, find out who these girls are, and yell and scream at Azriel and his brothers for playing you for a fool. As you approach, the males within were now speaking of some sporting event you were not the slightest bit interested in. Azrielâs face brightens as you knock and enter, pushing the door that was slightly ajar. You hate the way your heart picks up a bit at seeing him, at seeing how his face lights up at your presence, your cheeks heating at his attention.
Heâs a lying, backstabbing, good for nothing-
âHow was painting with Feyre?â
The attention from all three of them pulls you from your thought spiral and you choke on your own spit, coughing a bit. Azrielâs smile turns into a look of concern as he watches you, but Cassian chuckles. âDid you eat the paint by accident?â
Rhysandâs low tone chimes in, âI believe sheâs wearing half the paint in Feyreâs studio, and Iâm sure my mateâs wearing the other half.â
You chuckle, âuh yeah, Feyre was heading to shower when I left her.â
Rhys dips his head, âthat's my cue to leave. BRothers, always a pleasure until better things come along. Iâll see you all later.â
Cassian laughs as Rhys disappears in front of you all, âhorny bastard.â
Azriel glares at his brother, âand the pot calls the kettle black.â
Cassian scoffs, flicking his wrist in the air, âpish posh, Azriel. The past is the past.â
âYour past was last week when everytime I came back to the House of Wind for two weeks I got front row seats to your ass.â
âWell, it's our house. And I have a fantastic ass.â
Cassian flexes his thighs, as if Azriel just had to see it to mitigate his annoyance.
âI live there too.â
Cassian shrugs, as if this was a matter of opinion to just accept differences over.
Azriel looks back to you, his eyes making you feel warm, just as they always did. But the warmth was quickly devolving into a ball of anger and sadness, warming your stomach with jealousy and annoyance.
You slap a smile onto your face as you look towards Az, taking in his lazy grin as Cassian slaps him on the back. âIâm off to see Nes. You kids have fun!â
Cassian walks toward the balcony, taking to the skies. Azriel turns toward you, offering his hand so the two of you could embark as well. You accept his hand in yours, a little part of your mind telling you this is the last time youâll do this. You laugh, pushing the thoughts to the side as you allow Azriel to pick you up, the two of you shooting up into the air.
Azriel flies you back to your apartment, his wings expertly moving over the streets of Velaris. You canât help the smile on your face as you two fly through the air, watching the people below you until he lands right in front of your home.
You open the door for the both of you, and he follows closely behind. He chuckles at your paint covered clothes, and you fidget slightly, wanting him to make the move to leave.
The clock in your living room chimes, and his gaze moves towards it. âItâs getting late, I have to go. Will you be okay?â
You nod, your arms tightening around yourself. He takes your nervous energy as your hatred for sleeping alone, not wanting to upset you further by making you speak about it.
âHow long will you be gone?â
He ponders for a moment, âI should be back tomorrow or the day after.â
He turns toward the door, but you shoot out your hand to grab his wrist. âCan I have one of your shadows? To keep me company? I like having them around.â
One shadow in particular dances at your words, coming from behind Azriel, practically spinning in the air as it immediately rushes to you.
âI hope you like that one because I donât think itâll let a different one stay with you.â
You giggle as it weaves through your hair, picking it up into a ponytail before dropping it.
âPerfect, so Iâll have someone to be witness to my antics.â
You giggle, but his face is solemn as he looks at you, something feeling so off about your behavior.
âAre you sure youâre okay?â
His words are so soft, and every part of you wants to tell him no, Iâm not okay, because you are seeing other women who will be crawling all over you once you leave from here.
Instead you nod, making up an excuse about your eyes being tired from all the painting. He kisses your forehead, his lips soft and light against your skin before pulling away and stepping out of your door before winnowing away.
You count your breath for a few beats before turning to the shadow, âdo you know where Rosehall is?â
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Of all of your terrible ideas over the years, this one was perhaps the worst. You had asked the shadow where Rosehall was, expecting it to be somewhere in Velaris, likely in the parts of the city you were less familiar with. You did not expect the black wisp to wrap around your wrist and begin tugging you away from Velaris very forcefully.
You had started getting nervous when it kept pulling you towards the outskirts, but you were in it now, and you were going to see this ridiculous scheme through to the end.
The shadow had been pulling you for hours it seemed, across landscapes, your feet killing you as you walked, and somewhere several miles away from Velaris, the shadowâs hold loosened on your wrist, opting to move up and down your arm, as if telling you this was your destination.
âAre you sure this is right?â
The shadow danced all around you as if it were confirming your statement. You looked at the gated entrance, the estate so lush and green and not at all what you had expected, it took you by surprise.
This was where he brought women? To do scandalous things and have nights full of debauchery? Was this some beautiful and well-tended pleasure hall? Before you can debate going through the gate, the shadow moves forward, unlatching it and pushing it open for you.
You sigh, thinking to yourself no going back now.
You enter through the gate, preparing yourself to hear the sounds of females giggling, perhaps even moaning, but you are completely taken aback at the chorus of meows you hear, followed by a door opening, and Azrielâs soft voice calling out, âif youâre here for my mother, she has stepped out-â
His voice stops as he takes in the sight of you, the two of you standing before each other across the lush estate. His eyes swim with confusion, and youâre not sure youâve ever seen him at such a loss for words or the situation before. He continues to look at you, before realizing heâs carrying a tray of various raw meats and fish. He takes no notice of the dozen or so cats circling him, several trying to climb up his legs toward the food he carries.
âYou- what are- how did you get here?â
You lift up the shadow that was entwined with your arm before it skitters off to join the other shadows playing games with the cats who werenât paying attention to Azriel. You try not to wear the confusion on your face, hoping desperately to have some upper hand here.
âIs this Rosehall?â
Azriel sighs, setting down the food as one of the cats lunges to bite at his arm, missing and falling back into the pool of cats at Azrielâs feet.
âYes.â
You puff up your chest, confusion seeping through your features as you ask, âand where are the females? The girls?â
âThe girls?â His voice is incredulous, and you want to roll your eyes at it.
âYes, the girls. The ones who wish to climb all over you because you havenât been paying them attention.â
His long legs start to make their way across the front garden, the sea of cats at his feet parting as he makes his way through them. âThe girls who climb over me?â
You sigh, exasperation evident, âmust you repeat my words? Yes, okay fine. I overheard Cassian speaking of your plans this evening with âyour girlsâ. Now why donât you bring them out and show me to be a fool?â
A deep, belly laugh comes from his mouth, and you are utterly offended.
âAzriel, I came here to put you through the ringer for stepping out on me, and you find it funny?â
He steps forward, trying to put his arms around you but you step away from his embrace. His laughing continues as he asks, âyou walked all the way here?â
âYes.â
You stick out your chin, determined to look strong and confident.
âYou walked all the way from Velaris to here, to find out I had cats?â
âWhy yes, I did walk all the way here to find out-â
Your words die on your tongue as you look around, not seeing any other females anywhere. You picked up the scent of one, but the scent smelled so much like Azriel, they had to be related in some way.
He watches your nose twitch, separating out all the smells beneath the ever present smell of cat.
âMy mother lives here.â
He coughs, the joyous look from his laughter gone, his hands moving behind his back. He rocks on his feet, and you found it quite endearing.
âWith my cats.â
âYour cats?â
âYes, but theyâre not really mine. They just show up.â
âYour cats show up? What does that mean?â
âIt means, if I spend any time in Illyria the cats seek me out. Iâve already fixed the stray cat problem in Velaris.â
He opens his arms wide.
âTheyâre all here. Problem solved, I suppose.â
You blink, slightly convinced Rhys had finally broken your mind and made up the most ridiculous scenario he could imagine. You feel one of the cats rub against your legs, and you bend slightly to nuzzle its face. It was pitch black with bright green eyes. It was so little, you couldnât help but pick it up despite its verbal protests.
âYou have cats.â
âYes, and Rhys and Cassian despise the cats. Rhys says heâs allergic, but I think heâs just too worried about his damn furniture.â
âAnd Cassian?â
âCats hate Cassian.â
He says this as if itâs an uncontested fact.
âHow can all cats hate one person?â
âHe likes to swing them by their tails.â
You nod, âokay, maybe all cats can hate one person.â
As the two of you spoke the shadows had lifted a cat up onto Azrielâs shoulders, where it stood meowing and pawing at the black wisps. You watched in bewilderment, unsure if the shadows were playing pranks or not, when the cat slid from his shoulder into the crook of his elbow, nuzzling into the warmth there.
You cross your arms, heat blooming in your cheeks at your rash decision making. âSo there arenât beautiful females here?â
âThereâs one.â
âI knew i- oh. You meant me.â
You deflate once more, letting the adrenaline seep from your body. You were exhausted, well and truly. He nodded before putting the cat down, watching it scamper off into the grass. âI shouldnât have lied about where I was going. Several dozen cats are just⊠a lot to spring on someone at once.â
You look to the ground, fingers scratching the ears of the kitten you were holding, âand maybe I got a littleâŠ. carried away.â
He quirked an eyebrow, âyou picked the wrong shoes to hike out here from Velaris.â
You looked down at your sneakers, chuckling, âuh yeah, I definitely need to soak my feet for a bit.â
âDo you want to come inside?â He watches you hesitantly before asking, âOr I could take you home?â
You look toward the beautiful estate before peering back down at the wiggling kitten in your arms, before deciding that you did want to see Azrielâs motherâs home and to hopefully meet her. âAre you going to tell your mother about how I got here?â
He chuckles, slow and soft, âof course I am. Sheâd be endlessly amused.â
âDo you have any black felt? Iâd love to make this little guy some wings.â
He chuckles, rolling his eyes as he puts an arm around your shoulder, leading you inside. âWhile you play arts and crafts, I can formally introduce you to all of the other cats.â
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