#male!teacher x fem!oc

[desirees-world18]

The Last Goodbye- Mr. Holden

Authors note: i don’t think theo james has played a teacher role sooo ‘Mr. Holden’ is a made up character. also the age gap between the characters is completely legal as Gianna is 19 years old and Mr. Holden is 40 but please remember that this is only a story and not real life. (btw this was originally posted with mark rafflo but i felt like it didn’t really match so i changed it)

Pairing: Mr. Holden x Gianna (OC)

Warnings: minors DNI 🔞, cussing, smut, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, begging, size difference, overstimulation, age gap, degrading, name calling, public sex, exhibitionism and teacher x student. i think i got everything if not let me know. also i listened to Teacher’s Pet by Melanie Martinez while writing this and felt like it fit what was going on perfectly so play that if you wanna experience it the same way ❤️

NSFW content underneath line. enjoy:)

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Today was the last day of school for all seniors, which also meant it was Gianna's last day on the cheer team. All the other girls had already left when Gianna finally walked out of the locker room, having changed out of her uniform and into her regular clothes. She started making her way to one of her teacher's classrooms, knowing they were still there.

Before Gianna reached the classroom, she noticed the teacher walking by, likely heading back to their room. "Mr. Holden!" she called out, walking quickly to catch up to him. "Gianna? What are you still doing here?" Mr. Holden asked, looking down at her since he was taller. "I just said goodbye to the girls on the cheer team, but before I left, I wanted to come say goodbye to you."

Mr. Holden pulled her into a hug, rubbing his hand up and down her back in a comforting manner. When they pulled away, she stared up at him, reaching up and pulling him down by the tie he was wearing. Gianna smashed their lips together in a heated kiss. Mr. Holden lifted Gianna, wrapping her legs around his waist before taking a few steps forward, causing her back to hit the brick wall behind them.

Gianna started grinding her hips against his, causing him to moan into the kiss. Mr. Holden pulled away, kissing down her jaw, neck, and any skin not covered by her shirt. Gianna ground her covered core against him, moaning as his jeans provided much-needed friction. Mr. Holden tightened his hands on her hips as he slowly dragged her up and down over his growing bulge. Mr. Holden kissed his way back to her mouth, pressing them into another heated kiss.

He moved her underwear to the side and pushed a finger into her drenched hole, causing Gianna to bite her bottom lip as they both watched her cunt take Mr. Holden's finger. When he tried sliding in a second finger, he met resistance. Mr. Holden's fingers were large and easy enough to fill her, but he wondered how he would fit his cock. Mr. Holden imagined how nice and warm Gianna's cunt would feel wrapped around him.

Gianna's mouth hung open as moan after moan fell from her lips. Mr. Holden kissed all over her neck and chest, leaving marks wherever he could. Gianna clenched around his fingers three times. "What's wrong, baby? Use your words, you dirty slut," Mr. Holden mocked, continuing to push his fingers deeper into her. Gianna opened her mouth multiple times to answer, but only moans came out. Before she could warn him that she was about to cum, her mind went blank and her vision went white as her body shook from the orgasm.

He moaned at the taste, maintaining eye contact as he licked his fingers clean, noticing the blush appearing on her face, which made him smirk slightly. One of Mr. Holden's hands left Gianna to unbuckle his pants, sliding them down just enough for his cock to spring out. Gianna licked her lips, watching as it hit his stomach. She had always suspected he was big, and she was right. Gianna wanted him so badly it was becoming pathetic.

Her hands held onto his shoulders as he shoved her skirt up, then grabbed his cock with one hand while shifting her panties to the side with his other. Mr. Holden lined himself up with her entrance. She was dripping with wetness, eagerly waiting. He looked up at Gianna, his eyes hungry with lust, his intense expression sending shivers up her spine. Mr. Holden slowly pushed his way into her, stopping so that only his tip was in.

Gianna squeaked, already feeling like he wouldn't fit. Mr. Holden shut his eyes, preventing himself from grabbing her hips and forcing her down to take him all at once. He slowly pushed further into her until he bottomed out, both of them breathing heavily. "Fuck," he cursed. Gianna's eyes rolled into the back of her head as he throbbed inside her, pressing against her cervix. Her skirt was hiked up above her belly button, and his hands crawled up to her exposed waist.

Mr. Holden lifted her off him with ease, wanting to feel her take him in again. With a loud moan from both of them, he guided her back down, small shocks of pain radiating through her at the quickness of his actions. Mr. Holden repeated that action a few more times, then started to thrust up into her, over and over. The pain of him stretching her out soon subsided, replaced with pangs of pleasure.

Mr. Holden picked up speed, their bodies sloppily colliding. "Jesus," he growled. "You're so-fucking-tight," he managed to get out between grunts. Mr. Holden gripped her ass, pulling Gianna towards him, squeezing her cheeks between his fingers, shifting the angle so his cock hit her g-spot each time he filled her up.

Gianna began to let out soft whimpers, Mr. Holden's guttural growls masking her sounds. She leaned forward, clinging to him, her face buried in his neck and shirt as he continued to thrust into her. Gianna's soft cries filled Mr. Holden's ear, making him twitch inside her. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close. Gianna's legs started to shake, coming closer to her release. Mr. Holden noticed she was growing closer.

Tightening his grip on her ass, he lifted her up until only his tip was inside before slamming her down onto his hard, throbbing cock. Gianna squealed as he pounded into her with such force. After hitting the right spot, she came, her head falling back against the wall, her mouth opening in a silent moan. Soon after, Mr. Holden came as well.

When they caught their breath, Mr. Holden pulled out of her, causing her to whine, then set her down on the ground. They fixed their clothes and walked to his office, where they went another round. Then they moved to the teacher's lounge for another round, and finally to the principal's office for one last round.

[madammidnightsblog]

Yandere Student x Teacher Darling

WARNING: public setting (classroom), yandere behavior (delusional), exhibition, m! masturbation, self-teasing, student fantasizing about adult (18-19 student, 20-30 adult), sub! male Yandere Student knows it's wrong, he knows it, but he cannot help it. Something about you just drives him insane and he cannot help watching you from the back of the classroom, one hand stuffed into his pants and rubbing himself off while you were busy teaching.

He knows that it's disgusting and deprived but how could he stop when your voice just makes his dick twitch. And those soft and round curves of your body make him want to bury himself against you and hump you like the pathetic boy he is. So, his hand was wrapped around his small dick, pumping it slowly which biting his lip to quiet the whimpers and whine that was threatening to spill from him. His hips twitching up into his hand as the tight restriction of his jeans and boxers making it harder to move his hand without looking obvious.

"Now," You turned around with a pretty smile on your face, your pink lips parting slightly to chuckle at the clueless expressions of your students. The new topic of biology was enough to make them all blink and look at you with pure confusion which made you find your students adorable, "It's time to understand the biology of the cellular structures."

Yandere Student was watching how your body softly jiggles in place when you moved around in front of the white board, writing down the basics of the course. Oh, how he loved the way your turtleneck hugged your soft tummy and those large tits of yours, following the curves with his eyes as his hand moved slower around his base, swiping his thumb along the beads of pre at his purpling tip. A low moan left him when his eyes finally land at those dress pants at your wide hips, and he almost came when he noticed the little tummy pouch that stuck out. Everything was so damn beautiful and sexy on your body, all of those soft curves and fat that was hugging your body. What he would do just to feel on that beautiful body of yours and worship you like the goddess you were.

Your eyes scanned the room to see the yandere student in the back of the classroom, his eyes glossed over and watching intensely. To you, he looked interested in what you were teaching with how he was staring what you believed to be the board as his right arm seemed to be moving but little did you know he finally just pulled his dick out under his desk. His hand moving quickly as he notice you're glancing his way, and he can't help but think you're away what he's doing, and it was making him all flustered. But unlike normal people in this situation who would think that he should stop because you might notice and be uncomfortable- no, he thinks you're enjoying it and think he looks so cute. I mean, why else do you keep looking back at him? You must like him and find him so cute, knowing he's jerking off like a good boy and not making a mess on the floor. His breathing grows heavier the more his eyes wonder your body and imagining what you could possibly be thinking of when you look around the classroom. You must obviously want class to end and take care of him, after all, he's a good boy that has a bad home and need your attention since his mother died mysteriously a few months ago so, he must still be trying so so hard to be back to normal. You care about your student so much so, it wouldn't be such a bad thing to take care of him- right?

[sinsandtemptation]

You know I'm always your good girl, professor!

professor!Toji x collegestudent!fem!Reader

WC: 2.1k

TW: teacher x student, SMUT, pwp, oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v, oc is on the pill, sir kink, petnames (sweetheart, sweet girl, good girl), degradation (whore), Toji cums inside, desk sex, rough sex, semi-public sex, loud sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation (a bit), squirting, subtle mentions of masturbation (f), slight male masturbation, steamy kiss scene, grinding, clit play (sucking, rubbing), slight breast fondling, mentions of previous sexual interactions, (ALL CHARACTERS ARE OF AGE) (let me know if I missed anything!)

A/N: First time writing smut! Enjoy horny people. Also, Minors, go away. I am not your mother but this content is not for you, be mindful of your own media consumption.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR JJK CHARACTERS!

~Banner made by me :)

~Divider by: @saradika-graphics

You knocked on Professor Fushiguro's classroom door before you entered, your teeth biting your lower lip and your eyes wide with feign innocence.

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

Toji looked up from his desk, his eyes drinking in your sweet appearance. With that tight blouse of yours and a short skirt that made his cock harden at the sole sight of your curves.

You walked up to his desk, your hands behind your back as you blinked at him.

"Have I done something wrong, professor?"

He nearly groaned at the sound of your voice and your eyes looking at him with so much sweetness but under that cute exterior of yours, he knew the dirty secret you liked to keep to yourself and him. A secret that was too powerful to stop now.

"I don't know, (y/n). Have you?"

You gulped and he stood up, rounding the desk until he towered over you just as your back was facing the wooden desk where he had previously been working.

"Have you been good, sweetheart?"

You nodded, pouting softly up at him. You gasped as his hands gripped your waist before he lifted you up onto the desk. Not minding at all as your plump ass sat on his grading assignments and important papers.

He stood between your thighs, the tension palpable. You could feel your breathing hitch up at the sudden proximity and intimacy of the position you both found yourselves in. Your heart raced at the myriad of emotions that swam in his eyes.

His hand cradled your cheek, fingers rough against your soft skin.

"Are you still my good girl?"

Groans and moans could be heard in the empty classroom. Two bodies danced together the symphony of passion as you were sitting on top of the desk, papers scattered around you as your professor was kneeling on the floor, his face between your legs.

"P-please!...ngh!"

You moaned softly as his tongue kept circling around your rose but never hit that little pearl of pleasure you loved to rub during lonely nights and that gave you so much ecstasy you felt as if you went to heaven and back.

Toji chuckled, the vibrations sent shivers up your spine, causing a high-pitched whine to escape your throat.

"Impatient, aren't we?"

The tip of his tongue touched your clit and your back arched on the desk, already so sensitive from all the teasing of his devilish tongue.

"Tell me what you want, sweetheart. Come on, use your words. Be a good girl."

You gasped, his words going straight to your cunt as you sat up on your elbows, your eyes met his and you could see the lust swirling in his green pools for he looked at you as if you were his prey. In a way, you were.

"Please!... I want your t-tongue, lick me, eat me out. Sir, please!"

How could he deny you when you begged so sweetly? His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves, hard and your mouth dropped open at the sudden pleasure that crawled up your spine. You lied back down on the desk, gasping, moaning and whining at the intense sensations that took hold of your mind and body.

His tongue delved into your pussy and you gasped, your hands tangled in his dark locks. The intrusion sent fire through your veins and white clouded your gaze as your eyes closed, your eyebrows scrunched over and your noises escaped through your parted lips.

"Yes, yes, yes, pleaseeeee!!!..... ah! ah! I- ah! oh, yes, yes, oh my god!!!!"

Your noises only spurred him on. Toji felt his dick straining in his tight slacks but he knew he had to make you cum at least once before you were ready to take his girthy cock in that tight pussy of yours.

His lips returned to your clit, sucking harshly on it only for his tongue to draw patterns on your pearl of pleasure before sucking again. He inserted a finger in you and your back arched once more, gasping for air as your moans began rising in volume. After a couple of pumps, he gave you another finger only for then to curl them upward, finding your sweet spot instantly.

"Ah! S-sir... I ah! I'm c-close. Ah! please, please, need it s'bad nghhh!"

His fingers pumped in and out and in and out and in and out once more, his tongue was relentless on your clit as you squirmed underneath him. His other hand was already under his pants, pumping his cock at the sound of your pleasure.

You let out high-pitched moans as you gasped for air, the coil in your stomach tightened and tightened and you felt it was going to burst at any moment if he kept going at this pace.

"C-close! gonna mmmmh, g-gonna cum! ah! ah! oh! yes! YES!"

The knot in your lower abdomen snapped and you gushed, clear liquid spurted into his tongue and he lapped it all up, his fingers continued to tease your g-spot through your euphoria, prolonging your orgasm as you slumped against the desk.

"Thaaat's it, good girl. Such a good girl you are, sweetheart."

Toji stood up, licking his lips that were coated in the honey of your pleasure. You looked up at him, panting and trying to catch your breath. It was only with your professor that you managed to have such powerful orgasms that left you trembling and wanting more, more, more!

His big hands parted your legs as he bent down over you, his hands next to your head as a smirk painted his lips, his tongue going over his scar before he spoke to you in that husky voice you loved so much.

"Ready, sweet girl?"

You nodded, still catching your breath as your hands circled his neck before you were pulling him down and your lips crashed with his. The contact made him groan and you pulled on his hair, sending tingles down his spine and landing right on his hard dick that begged for attention.

You could taste yourself on his lips and you deepened the kiss, opening your legs more as you began grinding your bare cunt on his clothed bulge. The action made him smile through the kiss as you rubbed yourself on him in such a slutty way. Toji ended the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your lips as you panted into his mouth.

"I want you, please... please fuck me, sir."

You started whining, the tingles didn't ease on your rose even after the powerful orgasm he gave you.

Toji stood back up, his hands fumbling with his pants, taking his cock out while you unbuttoned your shirt, he groaned at the sight of your tits clad in that lacy bra; he had to be inside you now. A sharp gasp escaped your lips as he coated himself between your pussy lips, getting your essence in his shaft before he lined himself up with your tight entrance.

The tip touched your clit and you let out a soft moan, eager as ever, you wrapped your legs around his slim waist, silently begging him to put it in already.

No matter how many times you found yourself in similar situations, the stretch of Toji's cock always made your insides churn and your heart to skip a beat.

A silent scream passed through your lips at the feeling of him stretching you out. Now, his fingers were thick but nothing compared to his heavenly dick. It curved perfectly and it hit your g-spot before nestling against your cervix, sending a spark of pain through your pleasure-induced mind.

Toji groaned at your warm enveloping him, you were always so tight and warm, so perfect. He was now addicted to your pussy, to you.

"Fuck, s'tight."

You squealed as he began moving, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. Your tits jiggled, your toes curled and your hands gripped the edges of the desk as he thrust into you. In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out until you were moaning uncontrollably.

"Ah! ah! oh! OH MY GOD! Yes! Oh!- S-sir! ah! ah! aaaah!......!

He loved seeing your fucked out face, your eyes half-lidded before closing completely, your tongue lolling out of your agape mouth as you kept moaning and whining and squealing every time he thrust back into your greedy pussy.

"That's it, take it, take it, sweet girl, fuck - ah - yes. So fucking tight, girl."

His groans and subtle moans spurred you on and you began bucking your hips, meeting his thrusts halfway and the pleasure was enough to make your eyes roll back. Your body rocked back and forth, back and forth on the desk with each thrust.

"F-faster! ah! Ah! f-f-fasterrr... please AH!"

His hands grabbed your waist, holding you in your place before he picked up the pace and began slamming himself into you, over and over and over. The sound of skin on skin filled your ears as well as his low grunts and your high-pitched moans. The overstimulation was driving you inside you knew you weren't going to last much longer. The papers on his desk began falling onto the ground, the legs scraped against the floor but you couldn't care, not when he was making you feel this heaven!

"S'good! Oh, please! so, so so go-ooh-od. Yes, yes, yes- nghh! ahh!

"Yeah... you liked it when I -oh fuck- treat you like the whore you are?"

"YES! Oh, yes! nghhh! Please, sir, please! ah! ah!"

A coil began forming in your lower stomach as one of his hands left your waist and went down, down, down until his thumb pressed on your bundle of nerves and began rubbing it harshly. Tears of pleasure hung in your lashes, your mouth opened but no sound came from between your lips as it tightened and tightened.

"F-feels weird. Ah! Oh, fuck! AH! AH! AH! AH!......."

Toji began fondling with your breasts, massaging them to bring you even more pleasure. Tears leaked down your cheeks at the burning knot in your lower stomach.

"I-I'm gonna c-cum! Ah, yes! Gonna cum-ngh! Please!"

He felt his balls tighten as they slapped against your inner thighs with every sharp thrust against your wet cunt. He was close as well but he needed to see your fucked out face first. He needed to make you gush around his girth first.

The circles on your clit became harsher, rushed, desperate even that the coil in your stomach tightened so much it snapped and it send you over the edge. Your eyes rolled back and your mouth opened wide as you screamed out your ecstasy. You squirted against him, drenching his shaft even more as well as his lower stomach.

The splash of your liquid pleasure against the floor made him come undone. Toji grunted, his balls tightening, gripping your waist with more force than needed so that you'll find marks there tomorrow.

White spurts of his cum painted your walls until it began sliding down from your hole. A mix of your come and his seed dripped onto the floor. He pulled out with a sigh, panting softly at the intensity of his orgasm.

You lay panting on top of his desk, your hair was a mess, mascara ran down your cheeks and you could feel his cum warm up your insides. You felt so full of his seed if you weren't on the pill you knew you'd be pregnant by now.

Toji opened one of his drawers, pulling out a pair of your panties he had kept to himself from previous interactions before he returned to stand in front of you. He pulled your pink panties back up, securing his cum in you.

"Now you'll be walking around campus with my seed in you. You better keep it in, sweet girl."

You smiled, almost drunkenly up at him before you sat up and hopped off his desk. Your legs felt like jelly but you managed to stand on your own after he steadied you by the waist.

"You can always inspect it later, professor. You know I'm always your good girl."

He smirked, smacking your ass as you began to walk away to your next class. He had a lot to clean but he gripped onto your promise of a next time. Already addicted to you.

"Go now before you are late, (y/n)."

And with that, you left his classroom, closing the door behind you before you walked down the hallways in a normal and innocent way, not leaving away the dirty secret that just happened in that room. 

June/19/2024

~ Masterlist

[doves-masterlist]

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a man so fucking obsessed with idol!reader

your boss who always seems to have it out for you

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🌊How would Poseidon handle a baby?

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Tethys (greek)

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We’re All A Little Mad Sometimes

Jonathan Byers x Fem!OC

Summary: Bunny is the girl of Jonathan’s dreams. With a masked killer on the loose he would do anything to protect her. She’s sweet, beautiful, and has a heart of gold. But things aren’t always as they seem… WK: 8.1k(oops)

This is a collab with @babygorewhore you can read her part about Eddie and her OC Sammy here.

Warnings: This is a scream AU so there will be descriptions of murder, violence, Jonathan is a perv(he thinks she doesn’t know but she does), mentions of male masturbation, slight jealous!jonathan, mentions of Bunny & king!steve in the past(she scares the shit out of him but doesn’t kill him), sub!Jonathan, Dom!Reader, blow job, unprotected sex. I thiiiink that’s it? Pls lmk if I missed any! Divider is @saradika-graphics

Jonathan walked shoulder to shoulder with Eddie down the hall, discussing the recent murder of Hawkin’s community’s head cheerleader, Chrissy Cunningham. The gruesome images of the small blonde haunted the minds of everyone who had the misfortune of seeing them. She was killed with a large hunting knife, multiple stab wounds littering her body. The police wouldn’t have connected it to the murders of him and Eddie’s fathers if it wasn’t for the exact nature of the kill being the same, down to the murder weapon.

A little over a year ago, only a few nights apart Lonnie Byers and Al Munson were murdered in cold blood with a hunting knife, “overkill” they called it. He and Eddie would both be lying if they said they were sad, they should’ve been scared that they would come for them next, but if anything, they just felt relief.

Him and Eddie parted ways, and he made his way to his photography class. His favorite class and not just because it was his favorite subject, but because this was the class he shared with her. Willow. The girl he couldn’t keep his mind off of. He walked eagerly into the classroom, his eyes landing on her immediately.

She was beautiful, her long blonde hair always looked so soft against her caramel skin, her pink mini skirts and chunky Mary Jane’s, those big brown eyes and pouty lips. He would do anything she asked and all she had to do was look at him. When she would put her small manicured hands on his forearm and look up at him sweetly, he felt like he could melt where he stood. Maybe he should feel pathetic, but he can’t find it in himself to care when she looks at him like that. Not when she was an angel on earth.

He walked over to their shared table, pulling out the stool next to hers and putting his bag down. He was lucky enough to be assigned her seat partner at the beginning of the year, and even luckier that they got paired up to do their next project together.

“Hey Jonathan! It’s nice to see you.” Her voice sounds like sugar, the smile on her face just as sweet.

“Hey Bunny, it’s nice to see you too. Especially with everything that’s going. I’m uh - glad you're safe.” Bunny was a nickname, one he was proud to have given her. It stuck, and now everyone in their group called her that. He didn’t mind really, but ultimately she was his bunny, he gave her the nickname.

“Oh yeah I know! Isn’t it just awful? I can’t believe someone would do something like that. The pictures made my skin crawl.” Her big eyes were wide, her lips set into a pouty frown. Jonathan wanted to protect her, he never wanted her to not feel safe.

“Yeah, it’s really awful… You don’t have to be scared though I’ll pro-“

“Alright class!! Everybody remember who you’re not partnered with?”

“Yes! You ready to get to brainstorming, Jonny bear?”

Jonathan forgot what he was even going to say, her sweet nickname and the teacher's interruption turning his brain to mush. He spends the rest of class bouncing ideas back and forth with Bunny and tries his hardest not to gawk at her but fails on multiple occasions. It didn’t help that she was always touching him in some way or another.

When the bell rings, Bunny grabs her things and waves to him, letting him know she’s going to go find Sammy and that she will see him in the group spot in a bit. He stares after her, her little skirt swishing back and forth with the swing of her hips, the bows in her hair trailing behind her and her shiny black shoes squeak against the classroom's linoleum floor.

Jonathan gathered his things and sighed, his mind filled with nothing but all things Bunny. He thought of her soft skin and how it would feel against his fingers as he walked down the hall. He thought of her silky hair, the way he caught a whiff of strawberries every time she whipped her head around. He imagined her plush lips pressed against his own, he knew the sticky pink gloss she always wears would rub off on him. He desperately wanted to know what it tasted like.

When he reaches the courtyard his breath catches in his throat. Bunny was sitting with Sammy by her side. It was rare to see one without the other. They were the dynamic duo, everybody knew that. Sammy’s style was much different from Willow’s, she gravitated more towards dark colors. Her bright pink curls and combat boots are a stark contrast to her best friend’s frilly socks and pastel pinks. Yet they complimented each other so well, like yin and yang. Her brow was furrowed and her small hand was grasping Sammy’s sweater covered arm while they talked to Eddie. She looked upset and he immediately wanted to do anything and everything to see her smile again.

“Hey man, you just gonna stand there with your jaw hanging open all afternoon or are you gonna go talk to her?” Steve came up behind him, his large hand grabbing onto his shoulder and shaking him slightly.

“I wasn’t… staring. I just… got distracted, is all.” Jonathan shakes Steve’s hand off of him, sending him a glare.

“Oh dude, you were totally staring! I don’t get why you don’t just ask her out, she’s clearly into you.”

Robin stood next to Steve, rolling her eyes with a smile spread across her lips. Her and Steve were constantly teasing him about her. It drove him insane, because he knew they were right. He should just ask her out. But she was just so beautiful, her and Steve’s dad were business partners so she never had to want for anything growing up. He also knows her and Steve have… history. He knows they were friends with benefits for a while and he knows that Steve wanted more than that but she turned him down. If she didn’t want someone like Steve why would she want someone like him.

He didn’t come from anything, he wasn’t athletic or classically handsome like Steve was. He probably wouldn’t ever make a lot of money, wanting to choose his passion over his salary. Steve was a business major with a job lined up for him when he graduated. Steve was on the basketball team, the swim team, he threw huge parties and fucked around with different girls every weekend. Jonathan was a loser virgin who spent his weekends smoking weed in his dorm with Eddie Munson while they played Dark Souls.

“Better snatch her up, before someone else does.” Steve winked at him before walking towards the table, his stupidly perfect hair somehow looking like it was glowing in the sunlight. He didn’t mind as much when Robin teased him but when it came from Steve it made his blood boil.

“Don’t listen to him Jonny, like Robin said, she’s totally into you.” Robin’s girlfriend, Marina smiled sweetly at him, tilting her head towards the table as Robin pulled her along by the hand.

He took a deep breath, thanking whatever god is out there that Steve didn’t take the spot next to her. He slid onto the bench, his senses immediately being flooded with sweet strawberry goodness. His heart rate picked up when she smiled at him.

“Hey Jonny bear, we were just talking about how scary all of this is…” Her lips were set into a pout, that same crease between her eyebrows he saw from afar that he wanted to rub out with his thumb.

“Yeah, it’s pretty fucked, huh? Like I know none of us were Chrissy’s biggest fan but I don’t think she deserved to die like that.”

“I’ve been thinking about those photos all morning… I can’t help but think about if that happened to me. You don’t think this guy has like… a type do you?” Her large brown eyes were filled with panic, her bottom lip squeezed between her teeth.

“I don’t think so, because before this it was me and Eddie’s dads, there doesn’t seem to be a specific pattern anymore. You’ll be okay… I promise l - I’ll keep you safe.” He smiled sweetly at her, forcing himself to be brave enough to give her shoulder a gentle squeeze.

“Thanks bear…” She returned his smile with one of her own, her thumb gently stroking his hand.

“I-“

“You take a knife, and you slit them from groin to sternum.” Bunny’s hand drops from his, her head whipping towards Steve with her mouth hanging open. That crease between her brows returned and it made him want to smack Steve.

“Didn’t you and Chrissy used to date?” Eddie has a smirk on his face directed towards Steve.

“Yeah dude for like two seconds, and if you wanna call what her and I did “dating” then I guess me and Willie “dated” too, and look at her she’s perfectly alive and well.” Jonathan scoffed, Steve’s words, feeling like a knife in his heart. He knew they fucked, but he hated being reminded that it happened.

“Hey.” He was snapped from his thoughts at the sound of her sweet voice, her soft hand landing on his Jean covered thigh, causing him to gulp. “Don’t listen to him, he’s just being a fucking idiot. You still wanna work on our project today?”

“Yeah, of course.” He smiled at her, his cheeks tinted pink. What did she mean don’t listen to him? Is she reassuring him because she likes him? He really fucking hopes so. “You still want me to drive us there?”

“Yeah totally! I’m really excited! I think we will have the most unique topic honestly. Who else is going to think to depict the different types of gravestones depending on the time period?” He loves the way her eyes light up when she talks about things she’s excited about. He never would’ve thought this sweet girl with bows in her hair would ask him to take her to the Hawkins cemetery of all places. She was always surprising him in the best ways.

“With all this bullshit there’s probably going to be a curfew in a few days, so I’m throwing a party this weekend. You idiots are all invited.” Steve tapped his hands on the table, making sure to wink at Willow before he got up and walked off. Jonathan scoffed, anytime he felt like he was getting somewhere with her it was like his confidence was knocked down all over again.

“Don’t let him get to you Jonny, he’s not worth the energy. You wanna get going? If we leave right now we can get there before dusk! That way we can still get some natural light photos!” She clapped her hands together excitedly and Jonathan tried not to look at the way her boobs giggled in her tank top, he really did, but he just couldn’t help himself around her.

“Yeah uh - yeah, let’s go, Bunny”

Jonathan watched in awe as Willow weaved through the various headstones pointing out different shapes and sizes. He was actually really surprised with her knowledge on the topic, when he asked her if she had been doing research for their project she shook her head and said it was just something that had “always interested her” which just made her even more interesting to him.

“Jonathan! Look at this one, like I was telling you earlier doves were a very prevalent image on headstones in the mid 1700s! Oh! And that one over there, see how it just looks like a rock that someone carved into? That’s because before the 1600s they didn’t have professional gravestone carvers, so they didn’t start making them more decorative until then!”

Her eyes sparkled, the excited tone of her voice warming every inch of his heart. She was just so cute. Talking about the history of gravestones all clad in pink and white. He wanted to kiss her so badly. He watched her bend forward to brush leaves and grass off a stone by her feet. The heat that was previously residing in his heart rushed to his cock in a matter of seconds, her little pink skirt rode up her hips, showcasing her white panties that had little pink bunnies all over them… his breath caught in his throat as he held in a groan. It wasn’t the first time he had caught a glance up her skirt, and he hoped it wouldn’t be the last.

He wished he could say it was the first time he grabbed the camera that was around his neck, raising it to his eye. He quickly snapped a photo of her from behind, turning the lense slightly over her shoulder before she could turn around.

“Did you get a good one?” She turned towards him with a smile on her face.

“Huh?” He looked at her dumbfounded, did she know?

“Of that stone over there? Did you get a good picture of it?”

“Oh! Yeah! I think so, I’m gonna take one more, just to be sure.” He smiled sweetly at her, snapping a ‘second’ photo of the stone she was standing close to.

“Aw shit! My battery just died.” Bunny huffed as her camera beeped in her hands. “Can I use yours real quick? I was trying to get this shot and I’m scared that if I move I’ll lose it.”

“Oh! Yeah, of course.” Jonathan hands her his camera with a smile. His heart rate picks up when she takes it and their hands brush. Not just from her touch, but also from anxiety. He was really hoping she wouldn’t ask to use his camera. Earlier that morning he was sitting in his car before class, going through his photos and when he was scrolling he saw one he took of her a few days prior.

She was walking up the stairs a few steps above him and he had the perfect view of her panties, he just couldn’t help himself. He also couldn’t help himself when he pulled his hard cock from his jeans and started jerking off in his passenger seat with his camera gripped in his hands. When he came it was sudden, and way quicker than he expected so it shot onto the screen and the strap of his camera. It came off the screen easily, but the strap? Not so much. The more he tried to get it off the more it seemed to spread, so he ended up giving up. It had mostly dried since then but it was still a little tacky and he just prayed she wouldn’t notice.

“This is kinda sticky…” His heart immediately stopped beating in his chest as he watched her fingers stick and unstick from the strap. Part of him was terrified of her reaction but part of him was so turned on at the thought of her touching his cum that he wasn’t sure if he cared anymore or not.

“Oh shit, yeah, I’m sorry. I meant to tell you before I handed it to you, I spilled juice on my desk this morning and it got on the strap, I tried to get it off but it just kept spreading around. I’m gonna have to get a new one tomorrow.” He scratched the back of his head, nervously biting his lip.

“Juice?” She raised her eyebrow, her eyes traveling from the strap to his and back down to the strap, her fingers touching it experimentally. “What kind?”

“What kind? Uh - Orange. Yeah, it was orange juice.”

“Orange juice? That’s my favorite…” Her brown eyes twinkle and she holds eye contact with him as she lets her tongue slip from between her plush lips, trailing it along the length of the strap with a moan. She licks her lips and smiles at him. “Mmm… tastes so good.”

Jonathan’s jaw drops, his cock feels like it’s going to explode in his jeans, his mind doesn’t even feel like it’s properly computing what just happened. She just licked his cum, and she liked the taste. Did she know? He genuinely doesn’t even know how to respond, and she either knows that or doesn’t seem to be aware of the effect she just had because she just shrugs and puts the strap over her head. She brings the camera to her face, capturing the shot she had her eye on.

“Okay! I think we should take some in that area over there, and maybe walk down a little further to see if we missed any before we head back?” She smiles at him, blissfully unaware of the fact that if she so much as breathed the right way right now he would cum in his pants.

“Yeah, sounds good!” His voice came out squeaky, and he adjusted himself in his jeans as subtly as possible, withholding a groan at the momentary relief in pressure.

The next hour was both heaven and hell for Jonathan, he loved spending time with Bunny, he truly did. But right now he felt like if he didn’t cum soon he was going to fucking die. If he didn’t know better he would think she was teasing him intentionally. She kept bending over in front of him, doing those cute little excited jumps she would do when she was happy causing her tits to bounce in that little white top. At one point she even said she “could really go for some orange juice now” and that’s when he couldn’t take it anymore. Making an excuse about homework and calling it a night.

“I think we got some good ones, don’t you, Jonny bear?” Bunny skipped alongside him, a bright smile on her face.

“Yeah Bunny, I think we definitely got some good ones…”

Jonathan huffed as he declined the call from an “unknown number” for the third time in the last ten minutes. Ever since he switched phone companies a few months ago he swears the amount of spam calls he's gotten has doubled. His phone rang again, the same unknown contact lighting up the screen. Whoever this was clearly wasn’t gonna give it up.

“Hello?”

“Jonathan Byers?”

“Yeah this is him, who is this? Why do you keep calling me?”

“I think you know why, you little pervert. I’ve been watching you, I know about your little photo collection. I know about your obsession with your precious little Bunny.”

“W-what? I have no idea what the fuck you’re talking about… whoever this is, leave me the hell alone.”

He scoffed, hitting the red circular button on his phone screen. This person was clearly fucking with him, and even if they weren’t they had no proof of anything. Fuck that. He let out a deep breath, trying to compose his anxious thoughts. He had just started to calm down when his phone abruptly started ringing again.

“You think you can hang up on me, Jonny boy? Think again. I’m not fucking around here, hang up the phone again and I’ll slit your little rabbits neck and come for you next. I’ll stab her more times than I did your low life daddy. Got it?”

“What the hell do you want? Who is this? If you seriously think I’m going to believe you’re the killer you’re insane. You’re obviously some asshole just trying to freak me out with everything that’s going on.”

“Oh so you wanna act tough? Don’t believe me? Check your texts.” His phone dinged seconds later and he removed it from his ear, clicking on the text notification from the unknown number. He gasped when he saw the contents of the text. It was a photo of him on the stairs, with his camera in his hands. The lens was tilted at Willow walking a few steps above him, directly up her little skirt.

“W-What do you want from me?”

“I don’t particularly want anything from you, I just wanted you to know I’m watching…If you want your little Bunny rabbit in one piece you’ll do what I say, when I say it. Got it? Have a good night, pretty boy… don’t let the bedbugs bite…” The line went dead, leaving Jonathan standing in the middle of his room alone, confused and shaking.

“He really called you? Like you’re sure it was him?” Bunny pouted as she leaned her elbows on the table, her chin resting on her folded hands. The red light of the darkroom reflects off her hair giving it a blood tinted hue.

“I’m pretty sure… He was really believable.” Jonathan gulped as he unrolled the negatives from their project, laying them out on the table.

“What did he say though? Did he threaten you??” Her brows furrowed, and yet again he just wanted to kiss right in between them, kiss all her worries away. Especially if she was worrying about him.

“Uh - yeah, kind of? He kind of made it seem like he’d be back later to force me to do something for him almost? I’m not really sure… but, he called Eddie and did the same to him. I’m pretty freaked out if I’m being honest.” He let out a shaky breath as he loaded the negatives into the enlarger, getting the first one in frame to process.

“That’s so scary… especially with your guys’ dads last year, and now Nancy. It seems like he might be targeting you or something. How are you doing by the way? With Nancy being found and all…”

“Yeah, I’ve kind of been thinking the same… I’m trying not to think too much into it, but it’s hard not to, ya know? Also I’m doing… okay? It’s not like she and I were on good terms in the slightest but I didn’t want her to die or anything, especially like that. I’m a sad obviously… It just mostly feels weird knowing she’s gone, I guess.”

Not as sad as I would be if it were you. He almost said it, he had to physically stop himself. He’d never even held her hand but he would feel like the world was ending if even a hair on her head was misplaced. Nancy had been brutally murdered, he did everything with her except actually fuck her and he didn’t even shed a tear. Granted she cheated on him with Steve, and he literally sent him a photo of her with his dick shoved deep inside her from behind.

“Kind of strange that two of the victims have been girls Steve slept with, don’t you think?” Bunny inquired, her small hand grabs a piece of photography paper from the stack, placing it under the focus finder for him. She leaned over the table to look into the peephole, giving Jonathan a perfect view down her little pink dress that he just couldn’t resist. Her hair fell over her shoulder and into her eyes and he reached out, pushing it back without thinking. He almost apologized, scared he overstepped, but she looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. “Thank you bear.”

“Yeah it’s a little strange, but if we are going by that logic he fucked me and Eddie’s dads too.” He chuckled at the thought, grabbing the sheet of paper with the photo Bunny took the other day and putting it into the liquid filled processing tub.

“Ha! I suppose you’re right about that. I know he won’t cancel his party either, he will totally see this as an opportunity to have everyone ‘chill and let loose’ or some corny shit.” She snorted, throwing her head back with a giggle.

“Yeah, you’re definitely right about that, Bunny.” He smiled, her giggle causing him to let out a chuckle of his own.

“Are you gonna go? To the party I mean.”

“Uh - I’m not sure, I’m still thinking about it. I think Eddie is going, if he does I probably will.” He shrugged, grabbing the next film strip and lining it up without thinking.

“Me and Sammy are going, it would be cool to see you there.” She smiled sweetly at him, her fingers twirling a strand of her hair. Her brown doe eyes were shining in the red light as she stared at him, far too distracted to notice the photo of her bent over in front of him at the cemetery being magnified by the negative carrier right next to her.

“Yeah? Then maybe I’ll go, I’ll let you know for sure. Um I -“ He stopped mid sentence when he turned back to the task at hand, his eyes widening at the sight of the photo in front of him. He quickly pulls the photo away, praying to whatever god is out there that she hadn’t noticed it.

“Oh shit - whoops!” Bunny let out a small gasp when she accidentally knocked over the stack of papers on the table, turning to pick them up off the ground, giving him yet another glimpse of her panties. It also gave him time to shove the film strip in his pocket and out of view.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, just turned a little too fast and knocked these down, no biggie.” She picked up the stack, straightening it and putting it back on the table before pulling her dress back into place, giving him one of those smiles that is so sweet he feels like he’s going to get a cavity from it one day.

“Okay, cool, wanna keep going?” He smiled back, his cheeks dusted pink, he couldn’t help it, she was just so cute all the time, no matter what she was doing.

“Yeah, of course!” Her hand found his bicep, giving it a few soft strokes with her silky smooth thumb. It sent shivers through his entire body, there’s no way she didn’t feel the goosebumps raise on his skin.

“Cool, let’s do it, cutie. By the way I really do hope you decide to go, to the party I mean.” She winks at him, raising up on her tiptoes to place a soft lip gloss covered kiss on his cheek before turning back to the negatives, resuming her work like she didn’t just make his insides melt.

Jonathan wandered around the party with his camera around his neck and his hands stuffed in his pockets. His eyes scanned the crowd every few seconds, keeping them peeled for Bunny. He knew she was here, he saw her car outside when he was coming up. He decided to grab a drink and perch himself against a wall in the living room. He people watched as he sipped the strong syrupy drink.

He caught sight of Eddie, sitting side by side with Sammy on the couch and he smiled to himself. From what Eddie had told him things between them seemed to be going well. He heard a giggle he would recognize anywhere coming from his left over the music and he turned his head only to be met with a sight that made his heart shatter.

Bunny was here, that was for sure. She was standing in front of Steve, in front of being an exaggeration, she was literally pressed up against him, trapping him between her and the wall. She had this mischievous look in her eyes that Jonathan had never seen, and the smile on her lips was almost sinister. She looked like she wanted to eat Steve alive and he never felt more jealous in his entire life. That should be him. You should be doing that cute hair twirling thing you do and giggling at his jokes. Not fucking Steve. Jonathan watched as you continued to whisper in his ear, Steve’s bottom lip catching between his teeth at whatever you were saying.

“Listen up everyone!! If we are gonna survive this night with a psycho killer on the loose we are gonna have to understand the rules!” Robin stood clapping her hands to gain everyone’s attention.

“Rules? At a party? Seriously?” Steve scoffed, stepping away from Bunny to walk into the living room. “I think that’s the last thing on everyone’s mind right now, Rob.”

“Yes rules, dingus!! First rule, you can NEVER have sex. Have sex, and you die!” Everyone in the room booed and laughed at that, no sex? At a party? At Steve Harrington’s house? Not likely.

“I think you’re a little late for that…” Steve smirked over his shoulder at Bunny, sending her a wink. Jonathan cringed as he watched her bite her lip, curling a finger towards herself as she walked towards the stairs. He wanted to scream while he watched Steve’s smirk turn into a full blown smile, and when Steve followed her up the stairs? He wanted to bash his head into the wall. Fuck.

Robin continued to rant about her “rules” but he couldn’t hear a word she was saying anymore. All the blood in his body rushed to his ears and everything in the room sounded like it was under water. He brought his drink to his lips, chugging the remainder of it before scanning the room again. Eddie was still sitting on the couch but Sammy was gone, so he made his way to his best friend’s side like a kid who just got his toy stolen at recess.

“Hey man…” Jonathan sighed as he flopped down next to Eddie.

“Hey dude, you okay? I saw uh - you know…”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. It’s cool. I’m sure she will say hi if she feels like it. Wanna smoke?” He tried to sound as nonchalant as he could, but Eddie knew him, he could tell how upset he truly was. But if he didn’t want to talk, he wasn’t going to pry.

“Yeah bro, light one up, why the hell not? It is a party after all, Robin’s rules be damned.”

Steve walked down the hall toward the door he saw Bunny go in, when he entered it was dark, and the door slammed behind him.

“Oh shit! Jesus Christ. Willow?” He searched the room for her but his eyes had yet to adjust so all he could see was darkness.

“Hey Stevie boy.” A voice came from behind him, one that definitely didn’t belong to the small blonde haired girl he was looking for.

“Wha-? Who's there? This isn’t fucking funny.” He whipped around towards the door, only to find it blocked by a black cloaked figure. The mask of the infamous “Ghostface” staring back at him. “Hey man, I don’t want any trouble, seriously. I’m just looking for my girl -“

“Your girl?” The figure rushes him, slamming his back against a near wall. A shiny silver butcher's knife is held to his throat so tightly when he gulps it knicks him a little. “Since when has she ever been your girl? And if you didn’t want any trouble Steve… Why did you do it?”

“Do - do what? What did I do?” His voice comes out as panicked as his hazel eyes look, his hands shaking at his sides.

“You really don’t know? Or are you really so much of a prick that you don’t even understand the concept of right and wrong? Remember how you fucked Jonathan’s girlfriend and sent him a photo of your dick buried inside her? Or what about all the times you’ve called him ‘little dick Byers’?” The voice was harsh and masculine, which confused Steve slightly due to the fact that the person standing in front of him was half his size. Regardless, they had a knife to his throat and he had seen the photos of their victims.

“That’s what this is about? Byers? Seriously? I’m just giving him shit dude! I know that shit with Nancy wasn’t cool but I was just being a dick! I’m fucking sorry okay!”

“Yeah? You’re sorry? That’s so sweet Steve… you know, I was going to kill you, but I think I’ll let you go. I have a better idea… you’re gonna tell Jonathan just how sorry you are, and then you’re never going to fuck with him again. If I find out you do, I won’t kill you, but, I will tell everyone how ‘Big dick king Steve’ is really just a subby little baby with mommy issues who wants girls to play with his ass and spit in his mouth. Got it?” Ghostface chuckles, running the tip of the blade along the boy’s Adam’s apple.

“Yeah! Yeah! I got it! Please just let me go!” Steve has no idea how they know that, there’s only ever been two girls he’s shown that side of himself to, but right now he doesn’t fucking care, he just wants this knife as far away from his throat as possible.

“Oh Steve? if you want my advice? I’d own the whole sub thing, you’re kinda sexy when you beg…” The figure taps his cheek with the blade before backing away from him, leaving the room and locking him inside.

•

“THE KILLER IS FUCKING HERE!! HE FUCKING STABBED ME! HELP!!” A dude came running in the back door, holding his shoulder that was gushing blood. Screams erupted around the room, everyone running towards the door, bodies slamming into each other and drinks spilling as cups were dropped from hands in a frenzy.

“Fuck.” Jonathan was immediately on guard, discarding his own drink and scanning the room for Bunny and Eddie. He pushed through panicked party goers, yelling out both her real and her nickname, but she was nowhere to be seen. He scanned the room for the fluffy curls of his best friend and came up empty. He rushed down the now empty hallway, poking his head into one of the bedrooms only to be pulled inside and slammed against the door.

A hand pressed against his mouth, his head shoved against the hard wood of the door, causing him to wince and close his eyes. His hands reached for the one covering his mouth, when they met silky soft skin his eyes shot open. Bunny. She was standing in front of him in her little pink dress, her small hand still held to his lips, but the look in her eyes is one he had never seen before. He tried to say her name but it came out muffled, he tapped her hand, silently asking her to move it. She complied, taking a small step back.

“Bunny? What’s going on? Are you alright?” His eye’s frantically searched her, landing first on the blood on her left shoulder, a bit of it staining the tips of her white hair. He couldn’t tell if it was hers or not. His brown irises traveled over her face, to his relief there wasn’t a scratch on it. But that’s when he noticed it, in her right hand, a butcher's knife, covered in blood. “Bunny? Why do you have that?”

“Aww, you’re so sweet to me Jonny Bear, I’m alright. Don’t worry. It’s not my blood.” A smirk stretches across her lips and that look he couldn’t identify before now presents itself as almost evil.

“Whose - whose is it then? And you didn’t answer my question Bunny… Why do you have that knife? Why is it covered in blood? What's going on?” Jonathan is frantic, his hands running through his hair as his breath starts to pick up.

“It’s Jason’s.” She shrugs, so nonchalantly, like holding a knife with one of their classmates' blood dripping from it is just an everyday occurrence.

“Jason’s? What happened to Jason?”

“Well… there is no more Jason.” She raises the knife, shaking it back and forth, that smirk on her face widening into a full blown smile. “Me and Sam made sure of that.”

“You and Sa - ? What do you mean Bunny? What did you do to Jason?” Jonathan is in disbelief, this isn’t the Willow he knows, did she seriously hurt Jason? Does that mean? No. She can’t be.

“Jonathan… baby, don’t do that.” She pouts as she closes the distance between them again, pressing her chest against his, the knife still held at her side.

“Don’t play dumb. You know what I did. Well, what we did. We stabbed him in the neck, both sides. If you need me to spell it out for you.” She giggles, that giggle that usually sounds sickly sweet coming off far more sinister now.

“Bunny… I - does that mean you - you killed all of those people? Why? Why would you do that? I don’t understand you’re so-“ his eyes search her face, his sweet Willow, could she really have done this? Everything he knows about her tells him no, but the way she’s looking at him right now, and the knife in her hand? They tell him otherwise.

“Well, I didn’t kill all of them… Just your dad… and Nancy…” She brings a delicate finger up to his jaw, tracing it. “I did it for you, ya know? Because you deserve better than them.”

“For me? What - what do you mean you did it for me?” Jonathan was beyond confused, why would she do that for him?

“Well, I feel like your dead beat dad was a given, I saw how upset you were when he came around here last year, asking you for money and insulting you when you didn't have it. Hurting you. You thought I didn’t notice but I did. You think I don’t notice you but I do…” she presses herself closer to him, her hand cupping his jaw while she runs her thumb over his bottom lip. He gulps, and he knows it shouldn’t but his cock stirs in his pants at the feeling of her boobs pressed against his chest.

“And Nancy… well I never liked her know it all ass anyways, but when I found out what she did to you? My blood boiled. Imagine having a sweet boy like you and hurting him like that? I almost killed Steve too… but I had a more fun idea for him. He’s locked in his room right now.” She giggles, her brown eyes shine and that sickly sweet smile doesn’t budge.

Jonathan is speechless, he still isn’t sure that this isn’t some kind of fucked up dream. His sweet Bunny, Willow, a killer?

“Don’t act like you’re not happy, Bear, I can feel your appreciation.” She ground herself against his hardening cock, the knife in her hand drags up his bare forearm and sends shivers through his entire body. “Plus, you aren’t so innocent, I know all about your little photo collection of me. I love how much you fall for my ditzy girl act, you didn’t ever think I was bending down in front of you in all those tiny skirts on purpose?”

“Were you… really?” He gasps, the knife continuing to travel up his shoulder, his collarbone, until it stops at his throat where she presses it lightly. Not enough to break the skin, just enough for him to feel it.

“Of course I was, oh, and orange juice? Jonny Bear, you really think I wouldn’t know? Pathetic virgin boy cum is my favorite flavor.” She bites her lip, her free hand coming to tug on the strap of his camera that he has yet to replace.

“You knew? I felt so bad, I’m so sorry, I just didn’t know what to say and I -“

“Jonathan!” She holds a finger to his lips, shushing him. “Don’t be sorry, I liked it. I’d like to get a taste of the real thing… if I’m being honest.” She bites her plump lower lip, her eyes traveling his face. He looked confused, but scared? No. When her eyes met his there was lust there.

“You do?” He bites his lip, his hands clenched into fists at his sides as he looks at her. The smile on her face is still there, but the look in her eyes is now filled with hunger and it makes his heart rate pick up in a different way.

“Yeah, can I taste you?” She leans up on her tiptoes, her lips graze his ear and it sends shivers through his body.

“Please.” He whimpers and it’s like music to her ears.

She tosses the knife across the room and it hits the wooden floor with a clank. She takes the camera from around his neck, bringing the strap to her lips and darting her tongue across it with a moan. Putting the camera around her own neck.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby.” She drops to her knees and smiles up at him and her voice is like honey, and if he didn’t know any better he would believe she was the sweet girl he thought she always was until ten minutes ago.

She undoes his belt, undoing his button and zipper with haste. She pulls his pants down to his ankles in one swift motion and his cock springs free, hitting his stomach. It’s long and thick, honestly bigger than she expected and she moans at the sight. She takes it in her hand, her thumb circling the head, spreading around the precum that gathered there.

“Oh shit bunny.” Jonathan whimpers and sends shockwaves to Bunny’s core.

“Mmm.. I knew you’d sound so sweet whimpering for me, Jonny Bear.” She leans forward to kitten lick his head and moans at the taste of him. “And you taste so good.”

She smirks at him, batting her mascara covered lashes as she takes his head in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Jonathan moans, his hands coming up to clutch the wall behind him, his head thrown back.

“Oh god.” His voice sounds fucked out, his cheeks flushed, and he’s trying really fucking hard not to cum already. The way Bunny’s plump lips look so perfect wrapped around his cock just like he thought they would, her big doe eyes staring up at him as she moans around him. She takes the rest of him down her throat and he jerks forward, causing her to gag. “Oh sh - shit, I’m sorry bunny, fuck.”

“Mmm that’s okay baby, I liked it.” She takes him in her mouth again, bobbing her head up and down on his shaft. Her small hand comes up to play with his balls and his eyes roll back, a loud moan ripping from his chest.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I’m gonna - I’m gon-“ Jonathan is seconds away from cumming when she pulls off of him with a pop.

“Don’t you dare cum yet, don’t you want to cum inside of me?” Bunny stands, that smirk on her face ever present. “You look so cute like this… I think I should take a picture. It’s only fair that I have one of you since you have so many of me, don’t you think, Bear?”

“Uh - yeah, yeah, I think that’s… fair.” Jonathan blushed profusely, the thought of her taking a photo of him with his pants around his ankles and his hard leaky cock exposed feels humiliating. But god he would be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on even more.

“Good boy.” Her voice is sickly sweet and those words leaving her mouth make Jonathan moan. She takes a step back, holding the camera to her face. She clicks the button not once, but twice. She pulls the camera over her head, setting it on a dresser in the room before her dress follows. His jaw drops and a whine leaves his lips at the sight of her bare before him. No bra or panties to be found under that little pink dress. “Take your clothes off and get on the bed for me.”

She doesn’t have to ask him twice. He quickly removes all his clothing as she watches with lust filled eyes. He lays down on the guest bed, his cock still hard and at attention. His brown eyes are wide with wonder as Bunny walks over to the bed to straddle him. She grabs his face in her hand, squeezing his cheeks together with her thumb and index finger roughly. But when she leans down to kiss him for the first time her lips are gentle, and so so soft and her lip gloss tastes like bubblegum. Jonathan moans into the kiss, his hands instinctively grabbing onto her hips.

“I wanna taste you too, Bunny.” He whimpers against her lips. “Will you sit on my face? Please Bunny?”

“Mmm… next time, baby. I’ll give you a little taste though, since you’ve been such a good boy for me.”

She uses her hands to push herself up against his chest, and god does she look beautiful sitting above him. Jonathan watches as she brings two fingers to her core, sliding them inside her. She fucks them into herself a few times and he can hear how wet she is. She pulls her fingers from herself and brings them to his lips.

“Suck.” Jonathan eagerly takes her fingers into his mouth, moaning at the sweet taste of her finally on his tongue. Bunny settled herself on his lap, her slick pussy lips sat directly on his cock. She grinds down, easily gliding along his length with how wet she is. “I can’t wait anymore to have this pretty cock stretching me out.”

She pulls her fingers from his mouth and brings them to his cock, rubbing her spit along the head. She takes his shaft in her hand, rising up on her knees and sliding his tip through her slick folds. She pushes his head inside, grinding up and down a few times before slamming the rest of the day down onto his cock in one thrust.

“FUCK! BUNNY!l Jonathan moans, his eyes crossed, his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass.

“Mmm Jonny bear, you feel so fucking good, filling me up just right, you’re so good for me. My good boy.” Bunny starts to bounce up and down on his cock, her hands planted on his chest and her manicured nails pierce his flesh in the best way.

“You feel - so good Bunny. So good. So warm. Oh god.”

He’s a whimpering mess, the girl of his dreams is riding him like her life depends on it, her pussy sucking him in like it was fucking made for him. Her tits bounce in his face and he wants to grab them so badly, it’s like she can sense his hesitation because she grabs his hands and brings them to her chest, squeezing. He greedily takes the invitation, his hands grouping onto the plush flesh.

“Did you jerk off to those pictures of me, bear? Is that why there was cum on your camera strap? Just couldn’t resist, could you?” She mock pouts at him, her thrusts never faltering.

“Y- yes. Yes, I saw this photo I forgot I took and - fuckingshitohmygod - and I just couldn’t help myself. It was in my car, in the parking lot at school too.”

“Fuck, that’s so hot baby, I love how much you want me. It drives me crazy.” She laces her fingers into his hair and pulls, It earns her one of those pathetic little whimpers she wants to record and listen to on repeat. She leans forward, attaching her lips to his neck. She sucks hard, making sure to leave her mark. “And you’re all mine, huh? My good boy? You don’t even care that I killed those people, do you? Just wanna be my little slut and let me use you?”

“Fucking, shit, yeah Bunny. I - Jesus Christ - I’d do anything for you.” His hands grip onto her ass but other than that he’s like puddy underneath her and you can tell he’s getting close.

She sits up again, her thrusts becoming harder and faster than ever. She brings her hand between her legs, rubbing fast circles on her clit.

“You gonna cum for me, pretty boy?” She brings her other thumb to his lip, running the digit across it. “Gonna fill me up?”

“I - FUCK!” Jonathan stiffens beneath her, his fingernails digging so deep into the skin of her ass that she feels the skin break. Seconds later he’s spilling inside her, the feeling sending her over the edge as well. She grinds through her high on his over sensitive cock, breathy little gasps leaving her lips while he whimpers overstimulated and at her mercy.

“Holy shit.” Bunny chuckles, rolling off of him and into his side with a groan. She snuggles up into his chest and he happily takes her into his arms. “That was amazing. You were so good for me Bear, my good boy, you’re always gonna be my good boy. From now on… I’ll never let anything happen to you.”

And she meant it. She would protect him at all costs. Even if it meant she had to go a little mad sometimes.

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Against all odds (Alfie Solomons x fem!oc) Part 11

Crossover Peaky Blinders - Hunger Games

Masterlist. Parts One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten

Summary: The pregnant girl is the favourite of the Capitol but Coriolanus Snow hates her. No matter what happened with her, the districts will raise against him. That's why a year later, he makes an announcement for the Quarter Quell: "...the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors." And Rose, hearing that, just wants to die.

Warnings: Angst. || One chapter left until the end of the first part.

Words: 3.3K

Rules were rules and if no one volunteered to take her place then, pregnant or not, the girl was part of the 74th games like all the rest of the selected kids.

That was the year of the 25 tributes. Or 24 plus one.

Contrary of what happened with the twins two years ago and the immense expectations around them, in the Capitol the opinions were divided.

On one side were those who demanded a new female tribute from district 8 and on the other side, were those who wanted to see what the pregnant girl was capable of. Ridiculous because the girl couldn’t run or move too fast.

Her name was Aurora Woods. Her mother was a teacher and her father worked in a textile factory. Her boyfriend, and father of the baby, was a boy a year older than her who worked with his uncle as a electrician. Absolutely no one of her family expected the horrible fate of Aurora.

“If we reaped another female tribute, again,” said Snow to one of his advisors, “then next year we’re going to have hundred of young ladies expecting babies because that could mean that they’re safe. And we don’t want that, do we?”

“No, we don’t, Mr. President. But do you think that people will be happy if the girl dies? The baby…”

“If that happens, we need to have a hovercraft prepared just for her with medics on it, ready to save the baby. If we are quick, we can make it. These days we need to check on her and the fetus to be sure that both are healthy. Right? Then we can return the baby to the family. As a treat.”

“People here could pay a fortune for that baby.”

“No this time, Lysander. Not this time. People in districts need to know that we are doing the right thing.”

“And if the girl survives?”

“Make sure she won’t, Lysander. The games have only one winner. Last thing we need is a symbol of hope. We already have that song…”

“I'll take care of that, then. Mr. Snow.”

“Be sure of that.”

-

Rose woke up that morning, screaming. Her dog, CPU, who was sleeping at her side looked at her with concern in her brown eyes.

Since her mother and youngest brother were killed, the nightmares were so frequently that she didn’t have a good night in a while. The only times she found a bit of peace were when Alfie went there once a month.

“I'm fine,” she said to the dog petting her head. But she was talking more to herself than to CPU. “Let’s have a breakfast, sweetie.”

After the last auction, when she paid for seven tributes, Lawrence accepted her idea of living in separate houses. He was still upset for that and he didn’t like CPU. And Rose under any

circumstances was going to leave her pet.

So he was living in their manor and Rose was in the house she bought next to the lake.

Something that didn’t change was that she was still working for Snow.

A part of her brain told her to act like nothing happened, Snow wanted to see with his own eyes  the damage he caused so the proud woman in her refused to show him that he, indeed, destroyed her soul. But a more reasonable side of her, accepted to show Snow how broken she was. If Snow saw her defeated then he would probably think that he won. And Rose needed urgently to divert Snow’s attention from her.

His cold eyes followed her figure across the room while Rose disposed the different suits in front of him, so he could choose his favourite. Her eyebags were noticeable and her hair looked like she just eft the bed, Which, in part, was true.

“Is everything okay, Mrs. Evert?”

“No. but maybe I just need to rest. But, unfortunately, it's something I can’t do right now. Life is unpleasant sometimes.”

“Certainly is.”

Snow knew that she knew that the one to blame for her family’s death it was him. And he also knew, that he discovered her true identity.

“I like the black  one, Mrs. Evert.”

“Great choice, Mr. President.”

Snow looked at her while she handled him the mentioned suit. “I have the one for the victory’s ceremony prepared as well. But…” Rose looked at the floor, “I want to resign.”

“That’s sad, my darling. Any reason behind your decision?”

“I just can’t keep doing this, Mr. President. It’s my decision to keep working only with district 9. I appreciate the opportunity but I'm sure there are plenty of my colleagues who can do a better job than me.”

“No, I don’t think so, Mrs. Evert. That’s why I called you first. Is this about money? I can pay you more, if you need.”

“No it’s not about money. It’s about me. I've been working a lot, I need to slow down a bit.”

“It’s your final decision, Mrs. Evert?” he asked and Rose nodded. “Okay, then. I'll talk with my assistant so she can send you a cheque for both of your last works plus an extra. If you later, change your mind, let me know.”

“I will. Thanks.”

Rose picked up her things and the suits that Snow didn’t choose and left the room. She was about to reach the door when Snow spoke again.

“May the odds be ever in your favour, Rose Coldwell.”

She freeze. Her name pronounced by his lips sent her chills through her spine. It’s not like she didn’t know by now that Snow discovered her real identity, it was the meaning behind it. For the last 18 years since she arrived to the capitol, she worked hard to be Rosebeth. Because that name provided her with the protection she needed to survive that place. Half of her life, she was two women living in one body. Her real self was safe behind Rosebeth and she was able to appear only when she was alone or with Alfie, or in recent times with other victors or Aberama Gold. But now, Rose was exposed in front of the person she wanted to hide the most.

Rose didn’t reply. She walked faster until she reached the car that was waiting for her. And it wasn’t until she could hide in her house that she allowed herself to cry. For her, for her mother and Louis, too. Alfie and Nina were on their way to the Capitol like every year, but for the first time Rose didn’t want to left the security of her house, not even for him. CPU crawled next to her and didn’t left her spot until much later when Rose finally left her bed and went to the kitchen to feed her pet.

.

The parade, the speech that Snow prepared for the occasion wasn’t very different from the previous ones. Snow was an expert in keep everything under control, including his nerves. He knew that the pregnant girl was a timebomb. Whatever the result was, the districts were going to see in her a symbol of hope. The pregnant girl that died. Or the pregnant girl who lived. It didn’t matter.

The 74th didn’t started yet and Snow was ready to announce the 75th hunger games. He knew exactly what to do.

Alfie was the one who told her two days later after their arrival to the Capitol about the stressful environment in the training centre. The mood of the mentors were altered at it was affecting the new tributes.

Everyone was watching Aurora sitting in the corner of the gymnasium. She was observing her future rivals training with weapons, fighting with the trainers or learning about survival skills. Alfie told Rose that Danny Owen, the male mentor of district 8, punched the male mentor from district 1. Rose knew about the mental instability of Danny Owen, also known as Danny Whizz-Bang. Everyone knew about it. The man won the games after Alfie and previous to Tommy Shelby and the friendship between the last who was well-known. But even when all of the mentors were affected by the Games, some cases were worse than the others and Danny was one of them. And probably the fact that a pregnant girl from his district, one that he needed to protect no matter what, didn’t help at all with his mental condition.

After that, the boy from district 1, fought with the boy from 7 accusing him to steal his knives, all while both mentors were still yelling at each other. Tommy grabbed Danny from his arm and both went out while Lucy stayed there with their tributes from 12. All of that could be funny if it wasn’t for the fact that 23 kids were about to die, probably one of them a pregnant girl, and that the adults there suffered from PTSD. So, no one there was laughing.

District 9 lost its tributes during the bloodbath and it wasn’t something unexpected. The careers as always took care of them. Same as they did with the ones of 10 and 7.

The careers were prepared to kill. They grew up thinking it was necessary. Even fun. They were always the favourites of the Capitol. But as the kids they still were, they weren't ready to kill a pregnant girl. And they didn't.

There was an implicit message, unconscious, because even the deadliest tributes didn't dare to touch Aurora. You just simply can't kill a pregnant woman.

So, the gamemakers killed them instead. The next week, every single one of them perished in hands of nature, gamesmakers or other strong tributes, like the boy from 11.

The boy from 2 named Cato was the last tribute alive apart from Aurora, in the dawn of the 10th day. But he was severely injured thanks to the moots. The arrogant tribute that everyone saw during the first days wasn't there anymore. Tenderly, Aurora approached him and sang to him while Cato was bleeding out.

When I was a little girl, my mama said to me "What's your favorite flower, darling? I'll get you the seed" I said "Dandelion, Dandelion," that one's so pretty.

She said, "Child, that one's not a flower, that one's just a weed"

Cato was looking at her with empty eyes, but crying, he was shaking violently so Aurora covered him with one the blankets that the sponsors sent to her. One of the many gifts she received.

"Then my fragile flower turned into a ball of grey

So I took a breath and made a wish and blew them all away."

Cato died before the song was over and the canon sounded when the girl finished to sing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the victor from the 74th Hunger Games: Aurora Woods."

Although technically, the 74th Hunger Games had two victors. Something that never happened before.

.

That was the last night in the Capitol. But it felt different from the previous years. Rumours about Snow not being happy about Aurora's victory were too loud to ignore. And the new victor, probably unintentionally, said that she wanted to name her baby Desirée or Charles, depending if it was a girl or a boy, in honour of the twins from district 9, because their song about dandelions calmed the unborn baby inside her.

Tommy said to Alfie that Danny was worried about the girl. Danny was afraid of Snow pressuring the girl too much. And Aurora didn't know yet about the horrors that some victors had to live. Being the protégé of the 74th games wasn't free.

Rose had her head on Alfie's shoulder while he was caressing her hair.

"Do you think the girl is in trouble?"

"No more than us, luv," Alfie said "she's part of the flock now. Sadly, her baby too."

"Yes."

She look at Alfie trying to tell him that, with luck, that was going to be the last year of the games. And Aurora's baby, the Nelson's kid and all the children in Panem were going to be free. The first generation to know what freedom was about.

They couldn't talk there. Previous years maybe it was safer, but not anymore.

"Are you okay?" he asked instead.

"Let me cuddle with you and I'll be fine."

"Come here, sweetheart."

Both of them settled in bed and after giving the order, the bedroom turned out the lights. Rose heard his breathing and his quietness, told her that he was lost in his mind.

"I love you, Rosie," Alfie said after a moment.

"I love you more."

She woke up the next morning with one of Alfie's arms around her waist. Rose wasn't the best person on Earth, she knew that, but she also deserved love. Why not? Only she and her husband. Luckily, in one year, that would be true.

How wrong she was.

Things started to get weird when in December Snow suspended the auction. He didn't say anything apart from his not so sincere apologies. It could be hypocritical of Rose to say she wasn't pissed off, same as the rest, because that was the only chance she had to see Alfie.

That meant that for the next months she was alone. And so was he. And Rose had no way to tell him what was happening. Seven months of total incertitude.

The day stipulated for the announcement of the Quarter Quell, was a warm sunday despite it was cloudy.

Aberama and his son were in her house. The Golds where there to ultimate details. Everything was almost ready. In only days everything was about to explode like a bomb.

Only that the first bomb was dropped by Snow himself.

"What do you think it was going to be?" Bonnie asked.

"Probably all boys," guessed his father, "or all girls, as a punishment for Aurora, but I don't know."

The television show Snow, smiling at camera. In his hands he had an envelope, probably with the announcement.

Everything started as always but this time remembering people about the importance of the Quarter Quell.

“…On the seventy-fifth anniversary, as a reminderthat even the strongest cannot overcome the power of the Capitol, the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors.”

An anguish cry filled the house.

"NOOOO! NOOO! NOOOO! NOOO! SON OF THE BITCH!! HE CAN'T!! HE CAN'T!! HE PROMISED!! THEY CAN'T TOUCH THEM AGAIN! WHYYY!! NOOOO! NOOO!"

Aberama ran to hug his friend who was crying on the floor over her knees.

After those years of friendship he already knew the real relationship between the woman and Alfie Solomons from 9. Aberama didn't say anything, on the floor next to her, he just hugged her because he didn't know what to say. Rose was crying against his arm, while the Golds looked at each other.

That was Snow. Sadistic, psychopath. They knew about it, his men killed Aberama's wife in front of their little son, and god knew how many people and families he destroyed over the years.

"Rose," Aberama finally said, "Alfie needs you. Probably like never before. We're going to help you with this too. If the plan was to destroy this fucker, now we have one reason more to do it. A very solid one."

But Rose didn't hear because she wasn't in that part of Panem. Her mind and soul were with the person she loved the most. With Alfie, in district 9 where the things were much, much worse.

.

"…the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors."

Alfie's mind went blank. For a second he believed the heard wrong. But it was true. He was about to return to the Arena only that this time the other tributes were his friends and Nina, who was like a sister.

Alfie stood up and with his blood boiling, he smashed a mirror with his fist, cutting himself. But he didn't care. Thought the window he saw Nina running away, but he left her alone.

Negative emotions weren't enough to explain his feelings right now. Alfie sat on his couch hide his head in his hands, grabbing his hair.

"FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!" He didn't realise that the same anger was filling his eyes with tears.

"…the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors."

Those words were repeating in loop in his head. The mug where he was drinking tea was nothing but little pieces on the floor, although he didn't know when he did that.

The idea of getting back to the Arena was a living nightmare. He wasn't an agile teenager anymore but that wasn't the problem. The real issue was so dark and horrible that he couldn't say it out loud. In survival mode, unconsciously, he made a list in his head about the people he could kill and those who couldn't kill never.

And Rose?

His Rosie and her infinite love for him. Those months without her were a torture, but know he understands why. Probably Snow was behind the fact that he couldn't see her. Alfie knew that he couldn't do anything to comfort her, first because he was thousands of miles away and then because no comfort was enough. For her, he needed to survive… again. He couldn't leave her, he just couldn't.

It was dark outside, when Nina opened the door of his house without knocking. Her disheveled hair and puffy eyes said it all. Alfie pat the side of the sofa where he was sitting and she accepted the invitation.

"Kid."

"We're screwed up, Alfie."

"We are."

"I can't... Alfie, I can't kill you! Why did he…? Why?!"

"Because we are nothing for him. Because he wants to punish the districts about the games last year. Because he's a motherfucker."

"We need to wait for the best, don't we?"

Alfie nodded. Maybe the rebels could help them. Maybe they were going to appear before hed be force to kill again. But Alfie wasn't sure.

That night Nina fell asleep in his couch and he let her. Alfie tucked her in and then went to his own bedroom but he couldn't sleep. It was amazing how much he needed Rose's company right now.

He couldn't leave Rose. Even if that meant to kill his friends.

In the Capitol, Rose was now alone. She ripped off the suits that were going to be for the new tributes and started again but this time knowing that one of them was for Alfie. Those costumes were going to be the most spectacular things she has ever done.

She found herself crying again. Alfie, her Alfie, after the horrors he lived was forced to do it once again.

While she was sewing, the tears in her eyes prevented her to keep doing it. So she left it and let her heart speak. Her sobs broke the silence of the house. First her mother and brother and now the person that changed her life. They were only 22 when they met, when they kissed for the first time during the 60th games, her first time working as stylist. They were 37 now. 15 years years later, they were still together. An unconventional couple, she was legally married to another man but it was Alfie who she called husband. And Snow now, wanted to kill him.

Rose swore to protect him. She did everything she could to prevent that other people could hurt him again. And for what? The only person against who Rose couldn't do anything, was the one who now signed his death sentence.

She couldn't stop thinking that she failed him. She swore to protect Alfie... and she failed.

FINAL

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THE SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL

❍ agatha of woods beyond, ❍ sophie of woods beyond, tedros of camelot, ❍ hort of bloodbrook, ❍ hester of ravenswood, ❍ anadil, ❍ dot, nicola, aric, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, leonora lesso, clarissa dovey

THE LAND OF STORIES

❍ alex bailey, ❍ connor bailey, ❍ red riding hood, ❍ jack, ❍ goldilocks, ❍ bree campbell

SCOOBY DOO

daphne blake, ❍ fred jones, shaggy rogers, velma dinkley

LITTLE WOMEN

❍ jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, ❍ laurie

A GOOD GIRLS GUIDE TO MURDER

pippa fitz-amobi, ❍ ravi singh, naomi ward, ❍ cara ward, connor reynolds, ❍ jamie reynolds, nat da silva

THE MIGHTY DUCKS

❍ charlie conway, adam banks, ❍ lester averman, guy germaine, ❍ connie moreau, julie gaffney, ❍ ken wu, dean portman, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson, ❍ fulton reed

DRACULA

dracula, ❍ lucy westenra, mina harker, arthur holmwood, ❍ renfield, dr seward, abraham van helsing, ❍ quincey morris

FRANKENSTEIN

victor frankenstein, ❍ adam frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, justine moritz, ernest frankenstein, henry clerval, the bride

DR JEKYLL AND MR HYDE

henry jekyll, ❍ edward hyde, ❍ richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris

MONSTER HIGH

gotta update this one guys,,,

THE BREAKFAST CLUB

john bender , ❍ claire standish, allison reynolds, brian johnson, andrew clark

THE POWERPUFF GIRLS

❍ blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium , ❍ brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo

DAVID BOWIE

❍ jareth, thomas jerome newton, david bowie

SWEENEY TODD

❍ sweeney, anthony hope, ❍ mrs lovett, johanna

THE ROSEWOOD CHRONICLES

lottie pumpkin, ellie wolf, ❍ jamie volk, ❍ ollie moreno, ❍ raphael wilcox, ❍ anastacia alcroft leblanc, saskia san martin, lola tomkins, mickey tomkins, binah fae

HAIRSPRAY

❍ corny collins, ❍ seaweed j stubbs, amber von tussle, tracy turnblad, penny pingleton, link larkin

MISC. CHARACTERS

sarah williams, ❍ bernard the elf, ❍ rodrick heffley, ❍ varian

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SAU, LA'U TAMA AULELEI - CHAPTER 9 !

pairings; OOC teen!miguel o'hara x fem samoan oc

summary; just manaia being upset every single fucking second of this chapter

warnings/notes; baby manaia crying 😞 childhood trauma/ptsd, familial problems, M M MOMMY ISSUES

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Manaia was obedient, more than anything. She stayed loyal to her religious upbringing and went by anything and everything her church preached, a perfect example of what any Islander parent wanted. Obedient and complying.

She had been on her third day of fasting. Her church announced for everyone to comply that everyone would eat no meat for three weeks. Her pastor encouraged and informed everyone it was for cleansing, understanding and humbleness. David and Kiuga liked to call bullshit on that, nonetheless Manaia listened and obeyed like she always does. [I failed on my first day, s/o to harley berry for the kfc 😞]

The poor girl tried, but with David, Kiuga AND Sione by her side, she was bound to fail within the first few hours.

Sure, no meat, no fish, only fruit, vegetables, and meat. She can do that, it's not like she hadn't eaten for more than a week besides her church saying to. Her mum just liked to be tight on money, whatever money her mum had, it was hers. Not Manaia's. After all, it is Manaia's fault if she doesn't earn as much as she wants, her mum would say. She held most of the responsibility for paying bills, water, electricity, and the food she put in everyone's mouth besides her own.

Manaia couldn't study properly because of the corruption that clouded her mind. Too many assessments, exams, work, just everything. And there was no way she was going to study in a full classroom, so she asked her teacher if she could go down to the library and into a study room with her two friends.

She hums a quiet tune to herself and looks over to Sione, right before she pokes her best friend in the rib. He jumps at the ticklish feeling.

"Ow! What do you want, dick?" Sione glares at her, poking her back in the side.

She gives him a teasingly smile, "Do you still have that Nutella sandwich you saved? Can I have it?"

Sione pretends to think, his eyes going everywhere but at Manaia. "Hm... no, fuck you," he laughs and puts his whole hand on Manaia's face to push her away slightly.

To this, Manaia groans. Her hand on his wrist to push it away, "But we share everything," hugging his arm to persuade him further.

"Fine. Gimme your apple raspberry cordial and I'll give you my sandwich."

He pulls out a white bread cling-wrapped sandwich and hands it to Manaia mindlessly.

David who mindlessly did his work across the pair had taken out his earphones, "Ay? Cunt, you said I could have it before!"

"Yeah, but you didn't wanna give me your koko alaisa your mum made yesterday."

"You only wanted it 'cause my mum touched the container, you fucking weirdo."

Sione sighs, "You are the wrecker of a man's dreams."

"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! You told me it was Nutella!!" Manaia tries to say with a stuffed mouth, her mouth was full of chewed-on processed meat, lettuce, cheese and tomato. Her eyes seemed to turn glossy, her heart full of guilt at the accidental break of her fasting. Her breathing was irregular. She had disobeyed. She hadn't listened. She can never do anything right, can she?

"The fuck do you mean?!" Sione yells.

He takes the bread out of her hands. He gave her the wrong fucking one. Manaia had bit into it without even looking, overborne by the thought of hunger.

The yell of her male friend had shifted into multiple, distorted shouts.

"Why wouldn't you look at it before biting into it?!"

"Pack your shit and get the fuck out of my house!"

Something she always wanted to avoid when she was around her group of loud friends.

"Sione, grab that box of tissues and the bin so she can spit it out!"

"Don't you yell at me! You watch your mouth before I throw you and your stupid kids out!"

"Don't you touch my kids with your unfaithful hands! Get out! Get the fuck out!"

Her mind was running at a million miles a second but she couldn't pinpoint a single thought.

"Sione, what the fuck?!" David chimes in.

"SPIT IT OUT!" Sione yells.

Without thinking, Sione sticks his hand out just as Manaia spits every single content onto his palm. Spit and all.

"WHY'D YOU SPIT IT ON MY HAND?" Sione gags at the sight, his eyes avert from his hand as he sees drool falling onto the floor.

"I-I'm sorry.. I didn't know what to do!" her lip quivers, her breathing is shaky.

Manaia wipes her teary eyes before the boys would notice, too taken aback at the glob in Sione's hand.

"So you spit on it?" he glares back at the shorter girl.

"I'm sorry!" she cries a little louder. She hides her face in her palms as she takes in deep breaths.

Her stuttering breaths was something Sione had noticed in comparision to David who was frantic in finding a box of tissues. He inhales a sighs, "It's- I'm sorry, Manaia. Just give me a minute."

He walked over to a rubbish bin that stood near the study room door they were in. David rushed to him and wiped off the remains while pouring water he had onto the other boy's hand.

Sione glances over to Manaia who has a small pout on her face, her cheeks slighter tinted. "Is it okay if you get my phone back up in class? I left it on my desk," Sione lies through his teeth.

David nods and leaves the study room.

Sione is slow with making his way over to his best friend. "I'm sorry for yelling. I really am."

Manaia sniffles. Snot running down her nose. Sione laughs but stops when Manaia glares at him.

"You're such an egg, Naia," he places an arm around her shoulder, his free hand going under his shirt to pull it up, bringing it up to Manaia's face.

"Ew," Manaia whispers.

"Just do it, David finished the tissues."

Manaia sniffles once more before wiping her face all over his white shirt.

Manaia was far too flustered to ever bring up that embarrassing moment down at the library from yesterday. She had made Sione swear to it. She was too engrossed by the loud music that blasted through her earphones and the disgusting thought of ever touching meat for the rest of the few weeks that were to come.

"Just promise you won't tell anyone I spewed on your hand?"

"Bro, promise, you've been saying this for the past 10 minutes."

"Hey."

Miguel stares down at Manaia mindlessly from across the table. He stood tall, dressed from head to toe in school uniform. Hands stuffed in his pockets, he avoids her doe eyes that stare up at him.

Manaia shakes her head, rushed out of thought. She takes out one of her earphones to further listen. "Hi, Miguel," Manaia smiles, looking around to see the class they were in was empty. Her blasting music must've distracted her enough to not notice everyone leave. "Are you okay?"

Miguel shifts his weight from one foot to another, he attempts to distract himself from looking at her too much, "I'm fine, thank you for asking, Manaia."

Manaia hums, now waiting for the boy that stood in front of him to continue, but he just stares mindlessly.

"Hm, it's alright," Manaia spoke, tucking a strand behind her ear after she begins to pack her equipment away. Miguel noticed fatigue had slowly grown on her throughout the days, only not as much weeks prior.

Without speaking, Miguel is quick to make his way around the table and sit on the chair beside her. "I just wanted to talk to you."

Manaia feels her heart swell at the closeness of his body next to hers. She missed talking to him, but she felt like Miguel had grown distant. Mainly towards her. She was going to endure every moment with him.

No, she wasn't going to try and scooch closer to Miguel and remember the smell of his warm, musky cologne that lingered around even when he wasn't present. And no, she wasn't going to switch the side of where her sei laid in her hair to show off more of her beauty to him. No, no, no, why would she do that?

"Mhm, you can talk to me about anything, Miguel," she says, her voice ever so smooth. Miguel wishes to listen to her talk through day and night.

"I heard from Sio..." his lips form a thin line, internally punching himself in the gut, "-the grapevine that you can't eat meat."

Manaia groans, her hands cover her face. She feels her cheeks heat up, "That idiot!"

"He only told me you can't eat meat, that's all he said, I promise," he says lowly to calm her down.

"He blurted out that something happened in the library and that you can't eat meat for a while, he didn't want to tell me anything else." And the truth Miguel speaks. Sione was dumb, but still loyal to his main companion.

Manaia looks away not fully convinced.

Miguel reaches into his black bag, pulling out a purple container.

"I packed Gabriel lunch but he didn't take it, so I wondered if you'd take it instead?" Miguel asks reassuringly, a white lie lingering on his tongue.

"Are you sure I'm allowed to have it?"

Miguel nods his head with a smile, "Very sure, Manaia."

They faced each other, Miguel's arm had propped onto the table, lengthy, veiny hand placed on the container. Manaia's workbook was long gone pushed to the side, her arm parallel to Miguel's. Their fingers itch to reach out to the other. In contrast to Miguel's cold hands, Manaia's warm hand slowly lifts, leaving a sweat mark on the table from her nervosity, and is on top of Miguel's.

Miguel smiles, and she shyly smiles back.

"I've missed talking to you, Miguel," Manaia bites back a giggle when she sees Miguel avert his gaze with a small grin on his face. He coughs back a shy laugh.

"I guess Gabriel just loves stealing you away from me. You keep letting him win."

Manaia's smile falters slightly, "I don't understand what you're getting at. I don't want to be talked to so I can be won over. I want you to talk to me because you want to talk to me."

"Yes, of course, Manaia, I want to talk with you and hangout. It's just, you know, you never really want to hangout with me."

"I do, I swear I do. I feel like you give me the cold shoulder when I'm around you. Do you not like me? Is there something I've done-" Manaia's eyebrows furrow, the warmth of her hand long gone from Miguel's.

"I can never not like you, Manaia. You're just around my brother a lot and-"

The stunned girl is confused, "What does he have to do with anything? I'm not together with him, or anything like that."

"You both are close and I don't want to ruin whatever you might have."

"Have you ever thought that maybe "whatever" Gabriel and I have might be something that I want with-"

Manaia's phone goes off, her screen faced right up as it glows.

*buzz buzz buzz*

gabri <33 is calling you !

gabri <33 has left you a message !

gabri <33: i got detention during halfway thru the break, i'll see you later in class beautiful girl

That idiot. That fucking idiot, Miguel thinks. Even when he wasn't here, he had to ruin things either way.

"What were you going to say?"

Manaia plays off his question and packs her things. What she could grab from the table was thrown into her bag.

"Nothing, it's stupid. I should've stuck by what you said weeks ago."

A girl can only dream of having a full 8 hours of sleep.

Manaia opened the door to her house slowly so as not to have it creak loud to wake up her younger brother. Her shift was terrible as always. Stupid customers, stupid teammates, stupid everything.

She's greeted with the sight of her mother looking in front of her, entranced by the large TV that was turned off. Bottles of the cheapest beer she could find were laid out everywhere. Dried-up tears ran through her cakey attempt at makeup, smudged mascara rubbed against her eyes. The armchair of the single chair her mother sat on had a spill on it.

Manaia puts her work bag down, and sighs. She walks over to her mother before sitting down in front of her on the ground, her legs criss cross.

Her hand lifts and hesitates to touch and comfort her mother, so she stops and leaves her hands at her legs.

"Mum?" Manaia calls out sweetly, "Are you okay?"

Manaia manages to not whince when her mother glares down at her.

"Siana, sorry," she gulps. "Siana, are you okay?"

Siana meets Manaias gaze. Her wrinkly hands tremble as she leans down, they're close to meeting Manaia's face. To this, Manaia sucks in a breath and hopes that what was to come was only for a short moment, just for a change unlike how they were before.

But her heartbeat softens when her mother's hands hold her cheeks in a way she's longed for. Siana's thumbs caress her cheeks, and her ragged breath fans over Manaia's face. Manaia leans into the warmth of her mother's touch, and then her mother speaks with a broken voice.

"Ese le aulelei o la'u kama." [my boy is so beautiful.]

Manaia sighs, "I'm a girl, Siana."

"You're not my Johnny?"

Manaia's lip quivers, and tears brim in her eyes. "No, I'm your daughter."

"Hm," Siana nods her head in disappointment. She tsks and lets go of her daughter's face.

Manaia itches to reach for her hands, yearns for the warmth, but she can only wish.

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He'll Never Be Prince Charming (2/?)

(aesthetic by @aesthetics-and-fuckery, yeah, that's me. do NOT steal this!)

Harry Potter/Wizarding World x DC

Pairing: Klarion Bleak x Fem!Reader, Lilith Bleak (OC) x Fem!Reader

CW: romance, past breakups, use of she/her, language, shitty attempt at angst, author attempted to not use y/n and i think i succeeded but who knows, klarion & lilith are being lil bitches who doesn't know how to romance, playing with feelings, wizarding relations are really weird, toxic relationships probably, pining, i think that's it but if there's more tell me!

Summary: Reader is an exchange student. She's a witch, but not the kind that hogwarts is used to. She uses pentagrams and incantations instead of wands and spells. She uses poisons and candles rather than potions and charms. She practices moonlit summonings instead of defense against the dark arts. So what happens when not one, but two lords of chaos appear in the middle of the great hall, both claiming to be her lover? (this is part two of a multi-part series, so look out for a pt 3!)

SONG: Devil Doesn't Bargain by Alec Benjamin

A/N: I'm sorry if I offended anyone! I just tried to portray traditional-ish(?) witchcraft in the way that I've kinda seen it portrayed in fiction. Please don't take this seriously, this is a work of fiction and isn't meant to portray witchcraft seriously.

HOW TO READ: Each set of lyrics is kinda like a divider! each section of words/blurb between the lyrics are their own moment, and this particular piece has multiple little moments. Definitely timeskips. You can find more stories like this one by looking under the tag #ryn writes songfics

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Previously...

"Klarion and Lilith Bleak get your asses down here right now!"

The two stopped arguing and grinned. With a pop they appeared in front of her, smiling like kids in a candy shop. One had a lovesick expression, the other had a flirtatious smirk.

"Hello, love."

I'm not one to lecture Talk down to a friend I don't mean to pressure Mean to condescend

She rolled her eyes.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, frowing.

"We're here to settle a little...disagreement of sorts between us." The female, Lilith, stretched her mouth into a cheshire cat smile.

"Oh really? And what is this disagreement?"

"Your heart, my love," the male, Klarion, replied.

She facepalmed. Noodle hissed at them both. The cat, Teekl, and the Raven, Deirdre, hissed right back. That was when the teachers *cough*umbitch*cough* decided to butt in.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Umbridge shrieked.

"This? Well, 'this' is used to identify a specific person or thing close at hand or being indicated or experienced. It can also be used to refer to a specific thing or situation just mentioned," Lilith said, cackling.

Klarion just rolled his eyes.

"Nobody likes a smart assault, Lily."

She sighed.

"It's smart-ass, Witch Boy."

"Whatever you say, my love." Lilith glared at her twin.

"Who said she's yours?"

"ENOUGH!" Umbridge screeched. "Who are you and why have you tresspassed onto these grounds?!"

The duo glared at Umbridge.

"You don't know us? How rude," Klarion said.

"Yeah, you'd think a magic user would know us," Lilith added. "Even if it's baby magic."

She pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Professor, this is Klarion the Witch Boy and Lilith the Witch Girl."

"Lords of Chaos, at your disservice!" The two said in unison. Umbridge's nostrils flared.

"I demand you get off this property at once!"

"Uh uh uh! We still need to settle our agreement!" Klarion exclaimed.

"Yeah!" Lilith turned her attention towards her. "So? Which of us do you love? Klari or me?"

"It's obviously me," Klarion said, scoffing at his twin's attempts.

"Puh-LEASE, you have zero game."

"Excuse you?!" He glared at his sister.

"Klarion, Lilith-" She pursed her lips at the chaotic twins. Umbridge decided she had had enough.

"So you're the cause of this!" Umbridge exclaimed triumphantly.

"Wha-You think I can control two people who are literally the embodiments of chaos?" She turned her attention to Lilith and Klarion. "Look, the two of you better get out of here."

"Wha-" Klarion cut his twin off.

"Do you want her to get into more trouble, Lily?" The female huffed and the two (along with their familiars) disappeared in a burst of red dust.

And the whole school was staring at the red-faced witch.

But I just want what's best for You in the end I know you don't want to let go

"So who are they?"

The whole school seemed to want to know the answer to that question.

Klarion and Lilith Bleak were twins. A chaotic duo, spreading destruction and mischief wherever they went. At times, they seemed like complete opposites. Lilith was the more mature one out of the two, sarcastic and flirtatous. Klarion was childish and disruptive, constantly bothering everybody he met. But when the two decided to cause trouble together, they showed the world exactly why they were twins.

Klarion "worked" for the Light, an organization that constantly plagued the JLA and the covert team. Since she dabbled in almost every corner of witchcraft, she met with the junior league on a normal basis to fix their magical maladies. Lilith, however, preferred to stay untethered to anything, wreaking havoc on either side depending on who she felt like helping.

"They're lords of chaos. Both have been around since the beginning of time and both are eternally confusing. But I can't exactly get rid of them, since they're immortal and a lot more powerful than I am," she finished.

"Was that cat and that raven their familiars?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah."

Harry grinned at her.

"So two of the most chaotic, powerful magic beings in the universe have a crush on you."

She groaned.

"Shut up, Potter."

A group of girls passed them, and shot her terrified looks.

"The whole school thinks you summon demons on a normal basis," Ron said.

"I mean, I've done it before but I'd never summon those two. I see enough of them as it is." The trio laughed, and they pushed open the door to potions.

And just like before I can see that you're sure You can change him but I know you won't

"Hey! Demon-girl!"

She groaned at the nickname and turned around in her seat.

"The hell do you want?" She grumbled.

"What was that in the Great Hall? Did you summon them?" He asked. She just scoffed in response.

"Trust me, I would never summon those two."

A malevolent purple mist appeared next to her. It cleared to reveal the same girl from the Hall.

"Never? I think never's a bit too long, sweetheart."

Lilith Bleak had infiltrated Hogwarts. Again.

She sighed.

"What do you want, demon?" Lilith frowned.

"Demon? You and I know full well I'm way more powerful than just a pitiful demon," she scoffed.

She sighed.

"Whatever, but Lilith, you need to leave." The lord of chaos pouted at this.

"Leave? But I just got here!"

"Do you want me to get into trouble?" Lilith huffed.

"Fine, I'll leave. But I'm leaving Deirdre with you."

Her eyes widened.

"Lilith...what if you get attacked and she's not with you?"

She regretted saying that as soon as a smirk appeared on the other woman's face.

"Aww, looks like somebody does care!"

She rolled her eyes, then shooed her away.

"Go perish."

"Anything for you, sweetheart!"

And she vanished in a puff of purple smoke.

She faced forward, only for Professor Snape to glare at her.

"Detention."

"What? But it's not even my fault! They just appear and I can't do anything about it!"

He frowned, but turned back to the board.

"If they disrupt the class again I will have to give you detention and take away house points. No matter whose fault it is."

She groaned. Deirdre cawed out a laugh.

"Oh shut up you stupid bird."

The devil doesn't bargain He'll only break your heart again It isn't worth it, darling He's never gonna change

The same blond boy sat next to her during Transfiguration.

"You never answered my question"

She raised an eyebrow.

"Why do you want to know?" He shrugged.

"I'm just curious."

"They're lords of chaos. Uncontrollable, destructive chaos. Over a trillion years old and freakishly annoying."

He scoffed.

"I've never heard of such a thing."

"That's 'cause you people practice baby magic."

"Baby magic?" He asked incredulously. She nodded.

"Real witches don't need wands or spells. Incantations work better and summoning demons or fae are superior to wandwork."

"So you do summon demons," he sneered.

"They're not all evil, if that's what you think." He just sent her a dark look and moved to another seat. Harry took his place.

"Malfoy bothering you?" She shook her head.

"Nah. Just being a nosy prick."

Deirdre cawed loudly, and she rolled her eyes.

"Go away, you lousy bird." The raven looked at her with utter contempt, and vanished with a poof of lavender smoke.

He'll never be Prince Charming He'll only do you harm again I don't mean to meddle But the devil doesn't settle

Elsewhere...

"Wha-Deirdre!" Lilith glared at her familiar. "You were supposed to look after her!"

The raven just cawed in response.

What am I, your servant?

"No, but you should be looking out for her anyway."

Creepy laughter echoed throughout the room.

"Ugh! Go away, Klair!"

The male witch laughed.

"She liked you, y'know." Lilith whirled around.

"What?!"

"Yeah. A couple years ago. When you hated the Justice Babies because they killed Amaranth." Lilith smiled.

"Ha! I told you she-"

"Liked, Lily. Past tense. Her feelings are gone now." Klarion grinned while his twin looked enraged. "She won't love you again."

No, the devil doesn't bargain

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⇥ Ⅵ. stray away from unrealistic oc requests. i create oc’s and have five that are soon-to-be posted with the names zolene, illūnis, xemo, indigo, and byeol. you’re completely allowed to request for them as well. however, make your desires realistic, especially when it comes to their sexuality. for example, considering that zolene is sapphic, cis or trans!male reader is unavailable for her romantically or sexually. another example is indigo who is attracted to men or masculine, amab!readers, therefore fem-presenting, female, or afab!readers cannot be written for him romantically or sexually. and don’t give me that “they’re just oc’s, they’re not real” shit either. you either request accordingly or leave me the fuck alone.

⇥ Ⅶ. do not ask personal questions. i like to keep private, plus it’s a given that you shouldn’t ask people federal questions that you don’t know about. i don't need to elaborate on this.

⇥ Ⅷ. ask rules. i’m quite open to much, but if you want the most accurate results, give me the most detailed ask. if you give me something simple, then you shall receive something simple. it won’t be pettily half-assed, no, but if you were expecting a one shot from a vague request then this drabble that i have in store for you will not bring you the appropriate solace. this is optional: specify your wants. there’s no need to feel discomfort; i won’t judge you, unless you break a rule. if you’re still unsure about what you want to ask without seeming invasive, then you’re welcomed to ask questions via messages or anonymous asks.

⇥ Ⅸ. do not ask for anything outside the chosen fandoms. if it doesn’t pertain to spider-man; across/into the spider-verse, jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu, one piece, genshin impact, or my original characters, don’t ask. the miscellaneous section is strictly for self-pleasure, so do not invade that.

⇥ Ⅹ. INTERACT WITH ME. jk, it’s not an obligation, but it would be satisfying to have an active blog, yes? it would not only grant me motivation, laughs, and blushes, but also twice as much activity and work than before. i don’t mind making moots as well. while i'm indifferent towards the idea, you’re very welcomed to shoot a message and become my mutual <3. i don’t bite unless i’m excited!

yuyinesque | translate with permission & peruse without theft.

[pokenoire]

I mainly wanted to say that your tumblr blog is like a breath of fresh air as someone who saw a lot of the pokemon character shipping wars when I first got into the fandom around 2015. I'm also an amourshipper, it was my first ship and the way I got into fandom, but I genuinely love seeing other ships also get love, multishipping is so fun and just freeing, like why choose when you can just enjoy both!

Also do you had any amourshipping headcanons?

I've been in this fandom on YouTube and on Deviantart since 2007, I thought it was so peaceful compared to the current shipping fights, Of course I was a person who rarely looked at ship comments, since I wasn't interested. I have had contact with many if not multi-shippers, they were respectful and seemed to make fanart of everything (Poke, Advanced, Pearl, Negai...even Amourshipping and Yumeshippers or Canon X OC), I think it helped me to be neutral in that sense...

Oh I just love them so much, I have so many different headcanons I consider them as multi verses (UAs) both what I wrote in 2013-2018 and what I did in this fandom in 2019-2023.

Well, let's take it one step at a time. In 2013, I started watching XY and joined the fandom on Deepy. I watched absolutely everything other than AMVs...uh I looked at FanFiction FF net (I used page translation to read on my first phone) and saw that there were many other different things, I chose some ships to write about... specifically (Amourshipping/Mirroramourshipping) being the main ones from my pre-teen era the second one I chose to write about was, Palleshipping (I thought I had to have a separate account for everything so... I kind of did something like "I was a Palleshipper") which wasn't very cool, but I apologize because I was a kid and didn't know that, I didn't need to go THAT FAR, and could have posted this on my main (2014-2015) I started reading Shinsato, before I saw some things but...it was just hitting some random site lol, I just ignored it. Sapphirepearlshipping IS THE NEXT WHO I CHOOSE WRITE 😭🩷🤎🧡🥰

But reading it all and rewatching it I know I'm neutral to the palettes on screen. I also got to write Gary X Serena lol I just didn't see it happening in the show but it was fun to make this conflict of feelings so you could say it's my fanon (this was probably the beginning of my bi Ash Ketchum headcanon)

When I was younger I didn't know about the things that PokémonRangerboyguy did, but...I remember watching his own videos with Fancyfashionshipping (Dawn X Serena with Lost in you style) so it began + my wlw Serena agenda and Dawn lesbian even more deeply (despite knowing Sana x Serena and Miette X Serena...I was more neutral towards them too and saw them as friends/BFF)

I admit that in my new rewatch... I was more in favor of Serena X Aria imo...

Now, let's go to part 2, wlw SatoSere this is something that I simply, ONLY found out about entering the miraculous fandom, they usually have a VERY strong headcanon wlw ship or mlm ship or male/fem genderswap...male Marinette/ trans Marinette/ transfem Adrien/ fem Adrien Agreste etc. I just took this and did the same for SatoSere (I already wrote Adrien X Marin and Marinette X Adrianne (which helped me to do Amourdreamshipping) crosdessering Ash in fem Ash slash SatoSere...many things I couldn't finish or start in 2016-2017 because at the time I didn't have time (in high school I tried teacher training and it took up all my time 😭🫠 so I deleted all the stories I was working on)

Now, the third part is that I REALLY LIKED MIRRIOR ASH HE SO CUTE AND HOLY SHIT IT TOOK MY MIND ✨⭐ I DID SO MUCH THINGS WITH HIM THAT I CAN'T SAY one blog without becoming bigger than it already is 😭 but one universe in particular is that he is AUTISTIC (before I was diagnosed with autism) so this is my favorite. ❤️🫠

Ok sorry I talk too much...

Male Serena my BELEVOLED I never had a chance to write Male/Boy Serena because I NEVER COULD COME UP WITH A GOOD NAME FOR HIM Ç.Ç

[catbread0]

Request Rules

Hello, Readers! Here are what fandoms I will write for, what I will and will NOT write for.

Fandoms:

Record of Ragnarok

Mashle: Magic and Muscles

Mononoke (2007)

Mononoke Movie (2024) (Yes, I know they are both different Kusuriuri/characters)

Black Butler

Sk8 the Infinity

The Apothecary Diaries

Here are a few that I'm interested in writing currently. There are more fandoms that I may write for. Just tell me the name of the show where the character is from, and I'll try to watch/play it.

Will do:

Fluff

Angst

Comfort

Oneshot

Headcanon

Character x Reader (x Character)

Fem and Gn Reader

Crossovers (just tell me from where each character is from, or which fandom you want it take place in if its different from the character's original setting)

Maybe:

Smut (I will most likely write a bit of smut but not heavy, I'm still new to writing smut)

Male reader (I'm still learning)

Yandere (depends, for example i wont do were the reader/character is getting extremely tortured, almost to the point of death, by the lover. Also I wouldn't feel comfortable with heavy gore. Sorry)

Will NOT do:

Big age gap (example: student x teacher, etc.)

Incest

Rape

Heavy Gore

Character x Oc

Character x Character

Please respect my boundaries when it comes to requesting. But overall I'll be happy to write your requests!! Have fun requesting me!!

~Lilly's

[sinsandtemptation]

The Devil's Angel

ღ Hi, I'm Angelique! You can call me Angel/Angie ღ 28 yo ღ She/Her ღ My inbox is always open! I may take some time to respond but I'll replay to everything eventually! ღ I write for Toji, Satoru, Suguru, Choso, Sakuna, Nanami & Shoko

ღ Hello everyone and welcome to my blog! I made this side blog in order to practice my smut writing and since I'm currently obsessed with JJK... well you can see where this is going. This blog will have heavy and mature content so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! I am not your mother but you should be responsible enough to know there is content made for you age, so please if you are not +18 I am kindly asking you to leave my blog. ღ Also PLEASE DO READ THE WARNINGS! I am exploring new areas when it comes to my writing and I am not scared to write dark/taboo content, if you are uncomfortable with something, do not read it! As simple as that! ღ Sweethearts, I will not be tolerating any kind of violence within this blog. If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all. Anon hate will be published and blocked. Any kind of rude comments will be reported. This is a safe space for everyone and I will not tolerate any kind of disrespect towards this little corner of the internet. ღ Sweets, I'll be accepting requests! Just please specify what you want and the character. My only rule is that the reader is always fem! coded, out of that, be free! ღ COMMENTS ARE REALLY APPRECIATED! As this is uncharted territory for me, I'll be really grateful if you could tell me if you liked the fic and where I can improve if you didn't! I am here to learn, so don't kill me, please.

ღ ALL MY WORKS ARE LISTED BELOW | MDI | READ THE WARNINGS

♡ You know I'm always your good girl, professor! |2.1k words|

professor!Toji x college student!fem!Reader

TW: teacher x student, SMUT, pwp, oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v, oc is on the pill, Toji cums inside, desk sex, rough sex, semi-public sex, loud sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation (a bit), squirting, subtle mentions of masturbation (f), slight male masturbation, steamy kiss scene, grinding, clit play (sucking, rubbing), slight breast fondling, mentions of previous sexual interactions, (ALL CHARACTERS ARE OF AGE)

ღ If you feel like supporting me further, you can buy my a Ko-Fi :) This is my little sis account, so please be kind to her.

[ask-the-teacher-squad]

New ask blog

Web series Teachers:

Sketch/Sketchbook/Paige: Demi-Girl, She/They, Bisexual, 26

Tony: Cis Male, He/Him, Bisexual, 33

Shrignold: Demi-Boy, He/They, Pansexual, 27

Colin: Intersex Boyflux, He/Him, Gay, 33

Lia (Laptop): Demi-Girl She/They, Polysexual Polyamory, 28

Gilbert (Globe): Boyflux, He/They, Bisexual Polyamory, 28

Stanley (Steak guy):Cis Male, He/Him, Bisexual, 42

Fredrick (Fridge): Trans-male, He/Him, Gay, 42 Harper (human body): Trans-fem Girlflux, She/They, Lesbian Asexual, 19

Carter (Monster can #1): Non-Binary, They/Them, Aroace, 16

Cannon (Monster can #2): Bigender, She/He, Unlabeled, 16

Stacy (Spinach can): Cis Female (?) She/Her, Questioning, 11

Ben (Bread boy): Cis Male, He/Him, 6

Larry (Lamp): Trans-male, He/They, Gay, 28

Tv series Teachers:

Braydon (Briefcase): Cis Male, He/Him, bisexual, 30

(Unemployed) Brendon: Cis Male, He/Him, Bi-curious Asexual, 26

Andy: Cis Male, He/Him, Pansexual, 25

Duncan: Agender, They/He, Gay, 25

Claire: Cis Female, She/Her, Ally, 9

Eleanor(Elevator):She/They, Lesbian, 28

Finn(Coffin):He/Him, Pansexual, 33

Warren: Trans-male, He/They/Xe, Bisexual, 24

Lily: Cis Female, She/Her, ???, 9

Todney: Cis Male, He/Him, Straight, 9

Mr. Thomas (Train man): Cis Male, He/Him, ???, 80

Electracey: Non-Binary, They/She, Lesbian, 25

The main trio + Special one:

Harry: Trans-male, He/Him, Gay Demi-sexual, 28

Robin: Trans-male, He/Him, Pansexual, 28

Doi/David: Cis Male, He/Him, Ally, 9

Kelly(Special one): Cis Female, She/Her, ???, 9

Oc's:

Christian/Chris/Christy: Genderfluid, Any pronouns, Pansexual, 24

Cloudy: Trans-female, She/Her, Pansexual, 24 Stitch Kid: Non-Binary, They/Them, Aroace, 14 Ember: Genderqueer, They/Them, Bisexual, 16 Ruby: Cis Male, She/Her, Queer, 16 Nathaniel: Trans-male, He/Him, Gay, 15 Nyx (Lampnold fanchild): Cis Male, He/Him, 1

Others:

Solar/Soldryxe/Sol/Demi: Any pronouns, Pansexual Aromantic (Cupioromantic), ??

Roy: Cis Male, He/Him, Ally, 39

Lesley: Cis Female, She/Her, Ally, 49

Mean Steve/Steven/Keith: Cis Male, He/Him, Pansexual Polyamory, 23

Lucy (Little gold key): Cis Female, She/Her, Questioning, 11

Fizz(The soda bottle from the pilot episode):Trans-masc Genderqueer, He/They/Xe, Gay, 22

Richard (Blue guy): Cis Male, He/Him, Gay, 27

Robert (Red bird): Trans-male, He/They, Omnisexual, 27

Lucas (Green guy): Cis Male, He/Him, Aroace, 9

+ Some More Characters

- Ships: Fluffy bird (Robin x Harry) Digital time (Colin x Tony) Lampnold (Shrignold x Larry) Laptop x Gilbert x Mean Steve x Fizz (idk why I ship it) Meat Locker (Fredrick x Stanley) Cannon x Ember Mackenzie x Harper Mind Storming (oc x oc aka Christian X Cloudy)

- This blog may contain angst, violence, murder (no major deaths tho), curse words, mentions of alcohol and (maybe some)drugs, mentions of addiction, mentions of abuse (I'll put any posts trigger warnings if they contain any of these)

- This AU happens a long time after Roy and Lesley stopped the whole teaching thing

- In this AU, the web series teachers live in a separate house from he TV show teachers apart from Electracey who decided to move in with the web series teachers. - The trio and Kelly also live with the web series teachers - Tony and Colin adopted two cats, a Persian named Bella and a sphinx named Pepper. Also, I turned the orange from dhmis 1 into Sketchbook's pet American bobtail cat named Oliver.

That's all!

[w0rmm1lk]

Rules! + Poly ships

Hi! please make sure to read the rules fully if you plan on requesting anything!

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Will write :

BNHA characters

Platonic x reader

Romantic x reader

x male reader

x female reader

x gn reader

SFW

Oneshots

Headcannons

Trans!reader

polyamory (willl list ships i wont do in the "will not write for" section.)

Fem x male reader

Masc x Male reader

Gn x male reader

Fem x Gn reader

Masc x Gn reader

Gn x Gn reader

Fem x Fem reader

Masc x Fem reader

Gn x Fem reader

Character (1 or more) x reader

character (1 or more) x oc

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Will *NOT* write:

adult x child

student x teacher

NSFW

noncon

sibling x sibling

character x character (this is strictly a character x reader blog)

AU’s

religious themes that do not include shiozaki.

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ships i will NOT do for Polyamory fics

bakudeku (i just dont ship it)

togadeku (vaguley ship it but i prefer not to write unhealthy dynamics)

todomomo (idk how i feel about it +idk how I would write it)

togachaco (do ship but will not write for same reasons as togadeku)

todobaku (dont ship it)

todobakudeku (will not write for todobaku or bakudeku so why would i write em together lol)

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ships i WILL write for polyamory fics

kiribaku

tsuchaco

hotwings (only in context of before S6)

tododeku (though i wont be great since I dont fully ship it, I’ll probably do better if writing for S5-6)

dekuraka

iidaraka

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KEEP IN MIND

any ships not listed i may still do! feel free to ask by sending a message or in the requests! <3

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If you would like specific pronouns to be used for reader (not she/her they/them or he/him) then please include in the request! along with if reader does not identify as Nb, male, or female!

i am willing to do neo pronouns but i may struggle a little bit at firdt!