#my arms were to fat for it this year so i didnt even get to wear it cries

[ivysprophecy]

slim pickins

warnings; bad date? mentions of sex, cursing underage drinking and yes i meant for it to be written poorly i was trying to keep the humor of the album in the writing

masterlist | p. 2

no pressure tags; @murdockcastleslut @kimoralov3 @arkofblake

word count; 1911

summary; youre tired of not finding a decent guy who will treat you right and lay you right. at least not one you've known since you were kids. however you just cant help yourself. besides its slim pickins out here you take what you can get.

divider by @bernardsbendystraws

i wanna make one thing clear, when i say there are no good guys left i do not wanna hear about you and your boyfriend of three years that can cook and loves your mom.

thats exactly what im talking about maddie!!! i dont give two fucks that he took you to barnes and noble and bought you every book you wanted.

they are all taken. its plain and simple.

which is why even with a full roster, im stuck taking fucking zander, yes with a z, to my friends' kegger.

i mean yea hes cute. hes tall, built but not that gross kind of muscly. but if were being real i shouldve known better when he was joking about being a male stripper when hes a ginger.

and i can tell kie is judging me, rightfully so. her side eye is lethal. when i introduced him to everyone she asked him about his greta van fleet tee and he said he didn't even know it was a band.

needless to say pope had to drag her away.

after that incident i decided it was best if we tried to talk away from the rest of the group. boy was i wrong.

"so what do you like to drink? ill go grab us something," i offer trying to start the conversation, also avoiding the usual problem with taking a drink from men.

"im good with whatever"

i like to think im not a violent person, but im about to be.

"does a beer sound okay?" i ask him grabbing a twisted tea for me from the cooler.

"sure thing." god why is he acting like such a bitch? i should ask him if he's on his period.

i hand him the can, our fingers brush and its my final clue for the night that i am definitely not going home with him. no spark at all. hes done just about everything else to piss me off.

he did the thing where he licks his lips exaggeratingly looking me up and down, making a point to make sure i saw.

he walks so slow for being 6'3.

and finally he tried to mansplain my career to me. i'd had just enough when he opens his mouth again

"ew, you like twisted tea? who likes sweet tea?" his face contorted in disgust, it was about to contort from my fist breaking his goddamn nose if he keeps talking to me like this.

"we literally live in the south dude." my face could not make it any clearer i am so done with this guy.

"still, sweet tea is disgusting. im not kissing anyone that drinks that nasty shit."

"who said i wanted to kiss your nasty fucking mou-" i was interrupted by the sound of a very familiar giggle behind me as his arm wrapped around my shoulder, the smell of his deodorant and sea salt that cover his skin start to put you at ease.

jj was always there when you needed him, sometimes even when you didnt but right now you couldn't be more grateful. "im glad you found those mama i got em just for you. remembered theyre your favorite. right?"

and you wanna know the best part? zander is shaking already pissed off that jj is at my side. territorial i guess.

"you mind?" he asks him nodding his head at me like im not even there.

jj cant help but laugh at him "yea bud i do mind. she's hanging out with me tonight. have fun with your ipa dick." and with that he steers us off to where the rest of the pogues are.

but not before i can look over my shoulder and give the ginger an innocent smile and a shrug as if i had no control over the situation, when really id pick jj over anyone else.

"you owe me a big fat kiss mama," jj whispers in my ear walking us over to where our friends are standing, drinks in their hands laughing and chatting up a storm.

"in your dreams honey."

"every night all night," he quips back before i shove him off me.

now before you give me shit, jj and i have had our fair share of fun, but unfortunately im starting to look for something more serious.

watching john b and sarah be disgusting together is getting to my head. popes got something going on with cleo and im starting to recognize the pattern. and before i know it everyone will be in love if i don't start making an effort in that department.

random casual hook ups aren't doing it anymore, especially considering they aren't even that good.

unless theyre with jj.

but hes not an option, theres too much drama. too much history. too much too much too much. im not what he needs and i know for a fact he doesn't want me in that sense.

is that a bit dramatic? probably.

i mean hes a great lay, he's hilarious, he's got that blue collar kind of muscle, and he genuinely cares about me.

so of course im not going to date him, why would i?

what do you mean make good decisions? id rather do things in the most difficult way possible!

"y/n youve gotta stop giving those guys a chance, im starting to feel bad for you."

"you try finding a decent guy in a ten mile radius." i glare at him, obviously not wanting to joke about this right now.

he sticks his hand out in front of me, "fine i will. let me see your phone."

curious to see what he will do i hand it too him unlocked, he swipes and taps for a few moments, smiling down at the phone before handing it back to you.

when you look back down at the screen all you see is your instagram open with his stupid fucking smiley face on the screen.

he took a picture of himself and posted to my story. written on the screen in bubble letters in my favorite colored heart 'my favorite guy <3'

"i think he's your best bet." that same smile facing back at me now, cockier than ever. so smug i wanna kiss it off his face

i cant help but roll my eyes. "jj im serious! at this rate im going to die alone. every decent guy is taken or unavailable. all i want is someone funny, kind, and attractive is that too much to ask for?"

"im right in front of you mama you dont gotta look far."

"jj we both know we're not the serious kind of relationship im talking about."

"you can think what you want too but ill be here waiting for that kiss you owe me."

"i think all that tequila youve been sipping has gone to your head maybank."

he stands in front of me, taking his signature red cap off his head and putting it on mine smiling down at me, "what do they say in those books you read? you wear the hat you ride the cowboy?"

"this no ten gallon hat and you are no cowboy."

we laugh at each other, its always been easier to do that then actually talk about our feelings. so i put his hat back on his head, backwards the way he i likes it.

"cmon y/n/n, have a few more drinks, relax and hang out and ill make you feel all better later yea? its what im best at, you know."

"its gonna take more than a few more teas to convince me jj"

"what about that thing you like that i do with my tongue, huh mama? doesnt that sound pretty good right now? i think it does."

"i give you one fucking compliment and it goes straight to your head."

"technically its about my head so that makes perfect sense," he hands me another can with that stupid signature smirk of his and his stupid sexy hat backwards. i hate to admit it's working on me.

just like it does every other time.

i squint my eyes at him taking the can, rolling the idea around in my head. "fuck it. its not like anyone else is offering," i take a big sip of my drink.

jj pumps his fist in the air like a victorious idiot giving a few woots and hollars before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder despite my wishes.

"jb!!" he shouts turning around to face him, "we're headed out!"

john b looks at the two of us shaking his head at how im kicking my feet to wiggle out of jjs oddly strong grip. "make sure you change the sheets when youre done!"

oh my god he did not just say that. "fuck both of you!"

jj just laughs carrying you back to the chateau like a kid who's excited to use a brand new birthday present.

"what happened to letting me have a few more drinks before we left??"

"youre just too irresistable mama, gotta have you now,' he gives my ass a light slap for good measure causing me to roll my eyes for the 600th time tonight.

"are you gonna put me down now?"

he pretends to look like hes thinking about it, "i guess. only so i can watch you walk away," he does as he says helping me get my feet on the ground.

"youre a pervert."

"no im flirtatious, and you love it, you know it makes you blush i see it. now go on and give me a lil walk yea?"

oh im gonna kill him...

oh wait! im gonna kill him!

"okay... fine. but no touching until we get home," i smile walking away exactly like he asked, but i know behind me he is a puddle of mud. standing still, about to start begging me to let him.

he finally catches up after a few seconds "mama please- cmon thats not fair. you look too good in those shorts you know i cant wait that long. just wanna feel you."

i cant help but giggle at his words, its honestly adorable how mopey he gets. like i just kicked his puppy or something.

"hands of jj i mean it... not until that door shuts behind us."

it didn't really matter that i can see the chateau or that ill be there in literally a minute.

its actually painful for jj to not be able to touch me as he pleases.

i turn around to face him with a cheeky smile. "you want me maybank?"

and of course he nods so hard it looks like his head is going to fall right off.

"come and get me," running towards the house, i can see the moment when his reflexes kick in, his boots thudding against the ground as he gains on me.

just before i can make it to the poarch jj wraps his arms around me, lifting me a few inches off the ground and spinning me around in a fit of laughter.

"okay! okay okay okay you win- you got me."

"oh ive got you mama, and im havin you for the rest of the fucking night," he presses a kiss to my neck hauling me inside, the screen door slamming shut after us.

am i gonna regret this tomorrow? most likely.

but what can i say? its slim pickins in this part of town.

[unknownati]

xii. never lose me

a/n: (i lost the ask so sorry to that anon, hope u still find this 💀 but the ask was like: can you make a fic based off never lose me by flo milli? with smut)

happy new year my loves!

sorry this took so long im such a slow writer. plus im braindead asf. ik i said i had to proofread this in my last post but i lied i didnt 😬

nooobody ask me where he got all this money cuz baby idk. i hope some of this stuff is correct bc i am not rich 😭

warnings/tags: smut 👻, fem!black!reader, no use of y/n, no desc of reader's physical features BUT reader dresses feminine (think aliyahsinterlude), modern!ekko, boat sex yay, semi-public(?), risky, backshots 🎉, oral (e! recieving), reader getting spoiled, soft dom!ekko, so loosely inspired by the song, not proofread. raw vibe

_______________________________________________

ekko goes above and beyond treating you right.

anything you want, all yours. that new purse? check your mailbox. you need your nails done? here's $300, keep the change, don't worry about it. he always makes sure you're pleased, even if you don't ask. he knows everything about you by heart. favorite flowers, favorite foods, plus your usual orders, so it's not uncommon to come home to food on the table with a fresh vase of florals seated next to it.

of course, nothing about this relationship was ever one sided. there is no one who prances around announcing that ekko is your man quite like you do. you make sure ekko knows that if he ever needs you, no matter what, you're there.

in return, you get whatever you want.

"ekko," you sing, putting your phone down in the cup holder. your hand rests over ekko's, which has a gentle grip on your thigh. crickets chirp outside, veiled beneath the dark sky and lack of light. you're speeding down an empty backroad on your way back home from a little shopping spree at a mall an hour and some change away. "i wanna go somewhere."

he hums. "where were you thinking?"

"dunno yet," you lean your weight onto the center console, maybe somewhere in asia."

"yeah?" he asks, squeezing the fat of your thigh. you smile wide. "sure. let me know when you decide."

"i will, thanks baby," you chirp, gently pulling his hand up your thigh and closer to your center. his fingers catch on the hem, pushing your denim skirt up and gently pressing his thumb into your clit. he's rubbing featherlight circles into it, running over the lacy underwear he bought for you a while back. your gasp is barely heard beneath the music.

the engine whirrs, and you see the speedometer shoot up.

so impatient.

.:*☆

it truly didn't take long for ekko to book that flight. you said the place, and about 30 minutes later everything was set in stone.

excitement rushed through your body as you packed, making sure to tuck your matching sets beneath your clothes. he deserved some type of reward, right?

when you finally arrived at your hotel, late into the night, jet-lagged to all hell, you couldn't help but ask ekko if he needed some help. he did everything, all you did was walk around, complain about your feet hurting a bit, and cling to his arm. regardless, he insisted you worried about nothing and just got comfy for the night because he had something big planned tomorrow.

never would you have ever guessed that you'd end up on a cruiser yacht.

he had you blindfolded after you returned to the hotel from eating and shopping, promising that you'd love it and that you just needed to be patient and trust him. you did; no hesitation there.

and once he slipped it off after your minor freak-out wondering what you're stepping onto that has to be so wobbly, it took your breath away.

the sun sinks below the horizon, yellow rays glittering off of the water. your hands met his, perched on your hips, looking back to find his prideful grin.

"ekko..." you pout.

"iii know, i'm a great boyfriend, you love me, i know," he jokes, chuckling as you walk around the cockpit, marveling the fact that you're on one. "it'll leave soon, there's a cooler with drinks, and i can take pictures for you."

you smile wide. "my personal photographer. in fact, take some of me right now before the sun sets," you rush to hand him your phone, quickly posing yourself in front of the scene.

ekko took taking photos for you so seriously, genuinely telling you how to switch your posing and expression, and without missing a beat always hyping you up to the third degree.

so when you heard nothing from ekko, no 'oooh's or 'mhm's, you turned to him.

"ekko?"

"sorry, you're just..." he laughs sheepishly, avoiding your gaze as if he wasn't the key to your heart. "so pretty."

you roll your eyes. "you're so corny."

the tone of your voice completely betrayed your words, honeyed and bashful. he catches it, shaking his head and raising the camera again.

"right—okay, let's try this again."

.:*☆

the pictures came out great. you wanted to wait until you got home to pick your favorites to post, but all of them were so good that you didn't know which one to pick.

you leaned against the railing, staring out into deep night, city lights twinkling in the distance. the cool sea breeze rushes against your skin, the salty scent of the ocean flooding around you. it was too good of an opportunity to not take more.

"ekko, take a few more for me?"

he hums, not a moment of protest, finding your phone and settling into the seat opposite of you.

you take your seat as well, your torso twisted and legs crossed. his mouth opens—'move your leg a little' rests on his tongue, until he inspects your gaze through the phone. you weren't quite looking at the camera, but rather...behind it.

"you okay?"

you nod. "yeah...you look good as fuck over there."

he fumbles over his words for a moment, looking down at his attire. "in my spiderman shirt?"

"mhm, especially in your spiderman shirt," you look him up and down, eyes sliding over his muscles. "come back over here real quick?"

he's surprised he didn't trip from how quickly he scrambled over to you, sitting in the seat beside you. his smile is poorly hidden as you crawl into his lap. his hands find your waist, pulling you closer.

you direct his face up, fingers gently pushing at his chin, leaning down to lock your lips together.

his hands roam your body—clearly too impatient—fingers pushing beneath your shirt, pulling up and revealing your bra. intricate lace, almost in a floral pattern, dyed a dusty pink that was barely visible under the moonlight. the cups had a deep cut, plunging down from your collar bone to the bottom of your sternum with a dainty little decorative bow.

you literally feel him getting hard. he looks up, fingers running along the band. "this for me?"

"sure is." you nod, reaching down to tug your skirt down. the hem of your matching panties peek out. "you like 'em?"

"do i?" he glances above the short barrier at the captain, who isn't paying an ounce of attention. just humming in his own world, only focused on the path they were going on. perfect.

"shit..." his lips reconnect with yours before trailing down, sucking hickies into your skin, tightly squeezing your thighs, brows furrowing.

you can already tell he's going to find a way to seat you right on his face so you stop him—not because you don't want that, but you've been spoiled enough for one day—pushing his shoulders back and getting off of him.

he looked like a kicked puppy when you separated from him and you just roll your eyes, sinking down onto your knees with a wide smile. it all connects for him and he relaxes against the seat, lips parting as you quickly unbutton his pants, your nail hooking at the band of his trunks. you tug, down, down, down, until his dick springs free and lightly taps his naval.

you waste no time, your lips meeting the base, then parting to let your tongue run up a vein that lead you to the sensitive tip.

ekko shivers, eyes shifting from the arch in your back to your lips, leaving glossy stamps all along his length.

you, on the other hand, kept your eyes locked onto his. he kept averting his gaze. for what, you weren't sure. but you tapped his tip against your tongue, capturing his attention. finally, his eyes meet yours. now you feel like you can continue.

you kiss the tip again, smiling up at him as you allow it to breach your lips, sliding into your mouth agonizingly slow.

"fuuuck," he drags, watching you slowly sink down, taking almost all of it yet stopping where your lips met your fingers.

you get acquainted with the feeling, adjusting your tongue to press against the skin. your cheeks hollow, your head slowly falling into a bobbing movement, stroking him alongside your movements.

he struggles to not thrust straight up into your mouth, gripping the edge of the leather cushions. one hand meets the back of your head but doesn't push or pull, just rests there.

his hips twitch, torso relaxing against the back of the seat, growing rigid whenever your tongue ran across just the right spot. his chest rises and falls rapidly, quickly drawing in breaths then moaning them right out.

your jaw already started to ache, but looking up at him as he falls apart from just your mouth is beyond worth it. he shakes his head, eyes leaving yours, squeezing shut, and you can tell he's already close.

his hand leaves your head, forearm laying against his forehead. you tap him, a reminder. look at me. he peeks down, a breathy chuckle pushing through.

"doin' so good for me, yeah? 'm close—" he warns you—you nod in acknowledgment.

you unhinge your jaw, sticking your tongue out so he can watch his cum spill all over it,

he sucks air in through his teeth, and before you know it you're bent over the seat, looking out onto the horizon. you start to speak and he just shushes you, tugging your skirt up and pulling your panties to the side. soaked.

maybe you were just too impatient, because before he could even get comfortable you were reaching back to put it in. his laugh rings behind you, shooing your hand away so he can finish sinking all the way inside you.

his pelvis meets your ass and you almost caught a glimpse of the back of your skull. he started slow, gripping your waist and bringing you back to meet his strokes.

you're squeezing around him so tight, and all he can do is stare in awe at it. his length glistens, coated in your juices. then he couldn't take it, his pace quickening, watching the fat of your ass recoil against his movements.

it feels euphoric, almost unreal. staring out into the night sky, stars twinkling above you, ocean swaying below you, and ekko thrusting into your heat, moaning behind you—it was overwhelming, it had your flesh running hot.

"feels good?" he questions, though your gasps and mewls answer loud and clear.

"fuck, yes."

"mhm, you're mine, right?"

"a-all yours." you nod.

"all mine?" he asks, and it's rhetorical. not like you could reply anyway, because your moans caught in your throat, rendering any chance you had at words useless.

your noises drowned beneath the whirring of the motor paired with the water swaying beneath you, which you're endlessly grateful for. you're lucky that driver pays almost no attention to what's happening behind him.

you were especially loud, and it only got worse as you felt your orgasm building. ekko knew it too, the way your voice shook, the way you tightened around him, the way you begged him not to stop—it was pushing him over the edge too.

"fuck, that's it. just like that. i got you, okay? good."

your cries overlap ekko's softer groans as you came, your form trembling, jolts of pleasure coursing throughout your body as he fucked you through it.

he had to hold back from coming inside you, letting you ride out your high before pulling out to release all over your back.

he gives you no time to recover, immediately diving in for another round, intoxicated with the way you gasps caught in your throat, holding onto the seat for dear life.

he leans down, his lips meeting your shoulder, his brows furrowed. it did not take long for the two of you to get close again, still sensitive from your previous release. within a few minutes, your juices coat his length and another load lands on your back, seeping down and settling into the dip of your spine.

you're both catching your breath, ekko presses a kiss to the shell of your ear, and you have to stop him from kissing you more. "we're almost there," you hiss, and he huffs, lifting off of you to get himself together,

thank god there were paper towels on board. he cleans his release off of your back and skirt, managing to get the both of your appearances together by the time the yacht met the docks.

the moment the captain comes back to thank you for riding with him, ekko's giving him the quickest thank you possible along with his tip and rushing you off of the boat.

"let's get back to the room? i just wanna see that set you have on a little better."

you know that the second that door closes behind you in the hotel, there is not a chance you'll be stopping.

__________________________________________

pssst!: not the most confident in this one.,. i will make up for this one i swear 😔 locking in!

maybe a part 2 with what happens at the hotel cough cough

[peachy-wolfhard]

just like heaven

Domestic life lawl, toge’s is mainly texting, sorry if u dont like the cure im goth and didnt know what other band to put

Includes in order: Megumi Fushiguro, Toge Inumaki, Yuta Okkotsu, Noritoshi Kamo

Warnings: food mention, halloween in noritoshi’s, one swear word, skeleton in the bath drinking a martini

It's finally starting to cool down. The once humid and sticky house was now cool and chilly, the rain outside growing louder and louder. The occasional lightning strike and thunder boom sends you cuddling closer and closer to your boyfriend.

“If you get any closer you're gonna be in my skin,” he chuckles, wrapping his arms around you. 

“What do you want for dinner? I was thinking of ordering since we're being lazy today,” Megumi stretches his arms out, back arching off the bed and then flopping down with a groan.

“Mmm, fries,” wrapping yourself around him again as he orders dinner.

“Who’s gonna get it?” “Rock, paper scissors?” “sweet”

As you two play, best two out of three, the delivery driver knocks on the door. Taking the loss, Megumi opens the door.

----

If you have anything u want from da store lemme know pookie :3 lub u

Uhhh….hmmmmm.

Those noodles i rlly like and popcorn plzzzz :3 lub u too

WAIT!!!!! lemme get uhhhh those rlly fat apples

How many fat ass apples light of my life?

Oml i love u sm erm like 2 ! thank u babylub

I love U more. Be back soon !

“Stinky boy, I'm home!” you call out, setting the small amount of groceries down. Toge hops down the stairs, three at a time, his stomps echoing throughout the house.

“HONEY!” he shouts as he lunges for you, tackling you to the ground.

“Did you miss me?” “Salmon,” he hums nuzzling into your arm.

----

“When have you EVER wore this?” you shout from the closet, lifting up a gaudy hot pink and yellow Hawaiian shirt. Your boyfriend gets up from the floor, leaping over the massive ‘donate’ pile.

“OH! We cant get rid of this one,” Yuta explains, taking the shirt from your hand to look at fondly.

“This was the shirt Toge got me when we went on vacation!”

Yuta throws it in the ‘keep’ pile. Yuta goes back to his spot organizing the under the bed drawers. Turning on the TV, you start to play your joint playlist. Tossing Yuta the remote so he can change the song. Shuffling through the many songs, he stops on The Cure. Getting up Yuta joins you in the closet, asking to dance.

----

It was finally fall, despite being a month early you and your boyfriend were decorating for Halloween. Noritoshi thought it was a little early for halloween celebrations however.

“Love, the leaves aren't even falling yet. Don't you think we should wait a bit?" he calls, setting the ceramic light-up cat down.

“The calendar says it's fall so the Halloween decorations are going up,” calling back, setting the dancing Hello Kitty zombie in the entryway. Noritoshi playfully rolls his eyes and continues grabbing random items. Opening one of the many small boxes and unwrapping it, he reveals a small skeleton in a bathtub drinking a martini.

“Do we need to put him out this year? It’s uncomfortable seeing him when I'm taking a shower,” he tries to say, laughing every time he looks down at the skeleton.

[gamblersdoll]

PUT MY NAME ON IT, NOW IT DESIGNER 3

cw: tension, maybe yelling, sexual tension again because hes a perv at times.

you had a love hate relationship with nostalgia.

currently speaking, youve been on the phone with kinji for the last… five hours? used to be times that amount. he always loved hearing you apparently.

“when can i come see you?” he asked on the other line, hearing him tap the back of his phone in anticipation.

“im not too sure kin, you know hes always over here.” you said , phone right next to your ear while you lay. you had been drifting soon, maybe kinji picking up hints on that.

“is he there right now, mama?” he whispered, or was he just getting closer to the phone?

you felt a pull at your heart, and a small heat in your thighs. you suddenly becoming wide awake and breathed heavy. “uh uh.”

“oh good, so i can stop by and see you then.” he said, in that oh soft voice.

“no– he can just randomly pop up.” you said, hoping that he wouldnt care though and came by anyway.

“oh babydoll, you think id care about that? nah. i just wanna see you.” he said, on his end, he truly did want to see you. but you sound so good right now, to the point his boxers were tight.

“mmhh.. fine. but im mad since you made me miss my nap dummy.” you said, having a pout that he couldnt see.

“pretty girls dont pout ma, quit it.”

you immediately lost that pout.

three knocks is all it took for you to come to the door and open it, being greeted with the no other.

“hey mama.” he said, lazy grin plastered on his face while he looked down at you. “give my hug girl.”

you did hug him, feeling the heat in his body and that overflowed you. “jesus fuck your burning up. had a good bet or something?” you asked, pulling away.

“that was yesterday, you know im always burnin when i see you.” he said, closing the door with his heel and kicking his jordans off.

“thank you.”

both bodies plop on the couch, giving arm length space and looking away. kinji always paid you attention. he scoot next to you and wrapped a arm around your body, his hand landing on the fat of your hip. he grips it, leaning into you. “why you nervous?”

“im not nervous!” you shouted, scrunching your eyebrows together. you never learn do you?

“fuck you hollerin at?” he said, his hand finding a way to your jaw and making you look at him. you would remember how this goes.

until stupid ass sinji ruined the moment by knocking on the door, you having to get up and open it for him, and now, currently, you had to be snuggled up under his arm while kinji was on the other side of the room.

“so uhh.. how long have you known each other?” sinji asked, trying to pry information out from both of you. this was something he did always when he felt he should know, which technically he should know, but wasnt his business.

“two years.” kinji answered for you, eyes focused on the tv. he was tapping his foot, trying to warm up. soon as sinji showed up, he became cold. he hated the cold but if you were cold, it wasnt too bad he guess.

“i was asking my girlfriend, not you.” sinji said, attitude laced and holding you tight. causing kinji to snap his gaze towards you both. you looked uncomfortable, because sinji didnt do this unless he felt “possessive.” he sucked his teeth, bouncing his knee more in trying to not go off.

“two years, sinji.” you said, feeling uncomfortable and tapping your foot.

“didn’t know you go for.. those kinds of people.” he digged, looking at kinji and then back at you.

“whats kinds of people, sinji?” hakari spoke up, turning his whole head to him.

“im not talking to you–“

“nah nah nah, what kinds of people?” hakari said, slowly standing up and then causing sinji to stand up too.

“gamblers, since ya know, you always need money from the people who dont have the money.” sinji snided.

“sinji!” you shouted, getting in the middle.

you couldnt even tell hakari why he decided to start something when hakari towered over him. you looked at hakari , silently asking him to not destroy shit, since of his fighting style.

he sighed through his nose, calming himself and then chuckling. “you talking big boy shit when i can make a bet that i could have her right back here, and i could help her.. needs in every way possible.”

“she isnt like you, she knows where home is! ain that right baby?” he said, like some lost puppy.

“sure.” you said, rolling your eyes. you walked to the kitchen , opening the fridge and and popping a water bottle out.

“good, now you should leave.” sinji said, pointing at the door. “theres the door. try to lock it on your way out.”

“hes able to stay. you should be the one leaving since you disturbed the peace.” you said, causing hakari to chuckle and point at the door.

“theres the door, boy.” he said, having a lazy grin on his face. sly fucker.

sinji maybe muttered a few words and walked out the door, although slamming it. hakari then watched you walk over to the couch, your hip being softly pressed against it.

“youre not off the hook either, hakari!” you said, raising your voice. “that was pointless!”

“who you shoutin at?” he said, raising an eyebrow and looking down at you. he got closer–

“you! because you couldve fought and—“

you never learned, did you? you must like being fucked up. because you were suddenly bent over the couch arm, your ass cheeks pressed firm against his groin. he had his hand on the back of your neck, and he ever so often bumped his groin against your ass.

“he’s spoiled you rotten.” he said, snickering and having his free hand on your under cheek. “think i gotta remind you hm? because that bet is still going.” you felt heat in your thighs, squirming a bit. “jus gunna let you know now you gettin fucked up. when was the last time you got dick?”

“uh… maybe a year?” you said, why were you all shy and shit? you were also talking big girl shit. you squirmed more, only feeling his half hard-on.

“yeah, let me show you where that cervix is.”

next chapter is full of smut and fluff. it will most likely be heavy.

[anurst]

Girl Bradshaw

Summary: the moment of truth. Can you and Bradley work out your differences?

A/n: oml im so sorry for the long wait. i just kind dropped off the face of the earth. i didnt really have any motivation to write but now i'm back! this chap is kinda short but another will be posted on Tuesday :D

Warning(s): angst, estranged family

Part 9: Sometimes I wish I was 10

Before Jake, you never really fully believed in cloud nine. Now though, as you giddily walk through the halls of camp, your body tingles with newfound excitement. Electricity practically flows through your veins.

"I take it the date went well?" Amy's voice comes from behind you. Normally, you would have chastised her for sneaking up on you, but for now, you just smile as your cheeks slightly redden. Amy's smile widens even more as she latches onto your arm. "Oh my gosh! You have to tell me everything! And, I MEAN everything!" The both of you giggle as you push open the door to the gym.

The rest of your team turns to the pair of you and it's no secret that they're curious about your date. Carlos certainly isn't subtle as he wiggles his eyebrows at you. Jensen's the only one (besides Amy) who vocally asks you how you went. Just as you're about to recount last night's events, the doors swing open and a panting Bradley stands there.

Silence spreads for a couple seconds as Bradley gathers his breath. Offering a shaky smile, he rubs at the back of his neck. "Sorry for, uh, barging in, but I'm here to talk to Braidy."

When Nolan clears his throat, you roll your eyes and turn to face Jensen again. "We'll give you two a minute," he says and your eyes widen. No way he was actually going to leave you alone with Bradley?

Jensen gives you a small pat on the shoulder as your team shuffles by and out of the gym. The door closes behind them and each step that Bradley takes towards you seems to get louder.

Your fists clenched tightly together as you will yourself not to turn around. Turning around means acknowledging that Bradley's standing less than five feet away from you. The brother who abandoned you and seemingly forgot your existence bites his lip as he tries to find the right words. "(y/)– Braidy, please just hear me out."

"What if I don't want to?" 'Idiot, why'd you respond?'

"I'll keep finding you and repeating what I'm going to say. I'll keep apologizing until the world stops spinning. I know that sorry doesn't make up for the years of pain I put you through. That sorry won't just magically fix us. That it won't undo all the words I said. But, please Braidy, at least let me make it up to you."

Make it up to you? What if there's nothing that can be done? What if you're finally done with Bradley and that painful chapter of your life?

"I don't care Bradley. I don't want to fix us."

"Braidy, you're my sister–"

"SO I WASN'T YOUR SISTER BACK THEN?" you yell before you can properly think. There's a heavy burn in your chest and a part of you think it'll burst any moment. Every breath you take feels as though you're inhaling smoke. Your eyes meet Bradley's and the suffocating feeling vanishes.

You feel like you're ten again. A fifteen-year-old Bradley wipes the fat tears that roll down your cheeks. One hand comes up to ruffle at your hair and he quietly cooes at you to stop crying. Soft reassurances of 'everything is gonna be okay' repeat after one another as more tears fall.

The calm and warm reassurance that Bradley constantly provided for you returns and it scares you. It scares you that after so much pain and heartbreak, Bradley can still make you feel so warm with just a simple look.

It's almost as though nothing has changed and time hasn't past. And if you're completely honest, that thought doesn't invoke any fear. Because right now, in this moment as you stare into your brother's eyes, you wish you were ten again.

Bradley slowly lifts a hand to wipe at the tear that rolls down your cheek. His other hand wrap around the back of your head and brings you closer. Soft whispers come from Bradley's lips but you hardly hear them over your sobs.

"Everything's going to be okay. Just let me make it up to you."

"…You can’t…” you whisper as you push yourself out of Bradley's arms. Furiously wiping at your cheeks, your arms wrap around your torso as you direct your gaze to the floor. "I can't even look at you, Bradley. Every time that I do, I'm just reminded of the worst event of my life. I don't think you can make it up to me, so just, please, leave me alone." You take a step back and swallow the lump at the back of your throat. "I'm happy with the life I've made. I'm happy with my friends and family. I appreciate you apologizing, but I don't accept it."

Before Bradley can say anything, you quickly turn and walk out of the gym. Weirdly enough, the weight returns and it feels like you can't breathe. Walking away from Bradley might be the wrong decision, you think. But, that doesn't stop you from continuing down the halls.

Taglist: @potato-girl99981 @callsign-cacti @caitsymichelle13 @darhk-angel @madkill44 @cherrycola27 @hotch-meeeeeuppppp @clockworkballerina @krismdavis @phantomxoxo @piceous21 @laneyspaulding19 @multifandomfangirll @moron-says-what @rhirhikingston @startrekfangirl2233 @mightiestheroes @gizmodear @meritxellao @adaydreamaway

[thelov3lybookworm]

Plants Of Thorns Bear The Prettiest Flowers (Part 2)

Part 1

Summary: She has come far.

•○●⛦●○•

A/n: so... if you all didnt know, ive had this idea in my mind for like, over a couple of months, and this is my baby. I just wanted this sister who hated everyone except her father, and so that is why i have the urge to show you all their relationship.

i love this series, it is my baby 🥹

(￣y▽￣)╭ Ohohoho.....

(also, Y/n is like, around two years in this)

anyways, enjoy!

•○🌑○•

Orion's pov, 65 years ago.

Orion had just finished signing the paperwork for the renovations of a few houses in Velaris and leaned back in his chair when the sound of a child crying reached his ears. His brows furrowed when the cries only became louder, as if the child was coming closer to his office.

If Orion was being honest, he had not cared for his children for one day since they were born. There were nannies for that. But when the crying did not cease, he wondered what the hell the nanny was doing.

His wife was not present either, or she would have quieted the babe, Y/n, before she even started crying.

Y/n was... one of a kind. Orion knew she was different than his son the moment she was born.

He stood from his chair, hoping the nanny could quiet the girl before he got annoyed and stretched, popping his joints that had become stiff after having sat for so long.

Someone knocked on the doors to his office in the moonstone palace, and Orion sighed, walking up to it and yanking it open, ready to tell whoever it was to leave him alone-

The loud cries of the babe in the nanny's arms made Orion wince, and he glared at her.

"What?" He snapped at the young lower fae who he was sure was not Y/n's nanny.

"I beg your forgiveness my lord, but I am new here. Julia has been called away due to some family matters, and I don't know why, but the princess has been constantly crying for the past couple of hours."

He rose a brow at the female. Julia was the nanny that usually looked after Rhysand and Y/n, so it was a real shame that no one who knew how to take care of the kids was around.

Orion cursed his wife for leaving to visit Illyria without the babe.

"What do you expect me to do about it?"

"I just... my lord, I thought you would know how to calm her down."

The babe in the females arms screamed louder, her legs kicking. Her small hands fisting and pulling and pushing at the shoulder of the nanny.

Orion sighed, grabbing the little girl from the females arms. It felt a little awkward, considering it was the first time Orion was holding his daughter in his arms.

"Get lost. And no need to come back. Also, tell Julia to leave someone who actually knows how to do their work next time."

"But my lord-"

Orion did not give her the chance to complete the sentence, turning away and slamming the door shut with his leg.

He still held Y/n away from his body, his palms grasping at her ribs and holding her as if she was a dangerous object which could explode at any second.

She was.

Orion was just pondering what to do when he realised that Y/n had stopped screaming, soft sniffles the only sounds coming from her now. She stared at Orion with wide eyes, shiny with the tears still in them. She was panting a little, her chubby cheeks red.

Orion stared back. In the back of his mind, he wondered what she saw when she looked at him. Did she see a monster? A high lord? A fae male?

Her father?

Orion shook his head, trying to dislodge that thought and wondering what to do with Y/n. His arms were beginning to strain now, and he quickly looked around the room, his eyes landing on the couch near his desk.

Orion walked over, leaning down to set Y/n onto it.

But before she even touched the couch, her eyes widened, her mouth opening as a scream again ripped from her chest. Big, fat tears began running down her rounded cheeks, and Orion straightened.

She quieted instantly.

"What do you want me to do?" Orion questioned the little girl, who did nothing. Her eyes seemed to have been glued to his face.

Of course, he felt dumb for trying to converse to a babe.

Sighing, he wrapped his arms properly around her, just like the nanny had, and watched her reaction. She relaxed, settling into Orion's chest, looking around with curious eyes.

Orion huffed, deciding to try and set her down again. It was a mistake, as she... did not like that. She glared at her father with accusatory eyes, and amusement spread through him when she started blabbering to herself under her breath.

But Orion knew he could not stand with her in his arms all day. He still had more papers to sign and reports to read. Orion looked around once again, his eyes now lingering on the giant windows of the moonstone palace through which the distant mountains were visible, shining softly under the tender moonlight.

He turned so Y/n could look at it. "You want to look out of there?"

Her tiny fingers wrapped tightly around his shirt, and she turned her head away, staring at something on the wall behind the desk. Orion sighed.

Once he had settled down in his chair, he set her carefully on his lap, praying to the mother for his wife to return soon.

"Are you always this fussy?" He questioned, making her look up at him from where she was examining the wood of the desk. She babbled something at him, her index finger raised. Then she settled back against Orion's abdomen, her fingers twisting around her little dress. "Mother help me."

Orion returned to his paperwork, and it was almost an hour before he glanced down to the babe in his arms. She had not fussed at all since then, and it was a little suspicious.

There she was, sucking on her thumb, her other hand wrapped around the index finger of the hand that Orion had put around her to keep her from falling, her head resting in the crook of his elbow.

He could not stop the tiny smile that bloomed on his face at the sight.

•○🌑○•

Orion's pov, now.

Orion took a sip of his drink, glancing up from the paperwork he was examining. His eyes found the hunched form of his eldest daughter as she worked on a few reports for him.

Feeling his eyes on her, she glanced up. "Father? Is there anything you need?"

"How long till the reports are finished?"

"Only a couple of pages left."

Orion hummed, gulping down the rest of his whiskey before speaking. "Where did your mother and sister go to again?"

Y/n blinked. "Oh, they told me they were going to visit Rhys in Illyria."

Orion nodded, reaching out to grab the whiskey decanter to pour himself another glass. Y/n returned to her work.

His wife had told him she was visiting Illyria. She did not tell him she was going to meet their son.

He would have to have a chat with her.

His eyes again wandered back to his daughter as he leaned back.

That first day when he had held her and then she had fallen asleep on him flashed through Orion's mind, and a small smirk quirked the side of his lips.

She had come far. So far.

From that innocent little babe who just wanted love to this- this tool who would do anything to please her father.

He was proud of her, he realised. Though he had never said that to her. He probably never would.

Or returned to his paperwork, storing that information in the back of his mind to be analysed later.

He had just picked up his quill when that first feeling of terror and pain came through the usually closed off side of his mate's side of the bond.

•○🌑○•

Taglist: @mirandasidefics

[disneyanddisneyships]

@gyubby99

The Prophecy Of Imortal Fire 3

"You what?!" Elias practically yelled. "He Stabbed me!" "Yeah like 10 years ago! Give or take! Why would he lie now?! Listen, I've met his father. Not a nice guy, and not easy to beat in a fight. Even if Alistar was doing this for his father, he wouldn't have any chance against him in combat!" Ella argued. "Ella... he almost killed you! He kidnapped children, and your father.... he killed me for a hot second! He called you names, gave you trauma, hurt you! Broke you! How can you trust that?" Elias asked. "I don't! I don't trust him as far as I can throw him, but right now we don't have a choice!" Ella answered. Eli looked over at Alistar, glaring before his eyes softened. He sighed. "Fine. He can't wield a sword with a broken arm anyways," he muttered. "Youd.. be surprised...." Alistar replied, earning some looks from the group. "Oh.. god, no! I learned my lesson! Besides i-...." alistar trailed off as he glanced at Ella and Eli's kids in the other room. "I wouldn't take a parent from their kids," he muttered. "No, but you'd take a kid from her parents," Loreley spat. "... I'm sorry," Alistar spoke. Eli scoffed. "Dont say it to us," he muttered, glancing at Ella. Alistar looked down, embarrassed. Eli rolled his eyes. "Coward," he muttered before walking out of the building. Everyone followed. Except for Ella. Ella hesitated. "We were friends you know...." she stated. ".. I know," Alistar replied. "What in the world happened to you after we stopped contacting one another that day?" Ella asked. "Too much to fit into one conversation....." He whispered before looking at her. "I'm sorry. What I did was selfish, and wrong, and shitty. You didn't deserve that.... and fucking hell you are NOT fat. You never have been. And if I could go back in time, calling you that would be the first thing I changed," Alistar ranted. Ella kept a distance between the two. "I did what I did because I was in love with you....but my father taught me that love was weak.... and seeing you choose someone over me... broke me... and it reinstated the fact that love was weakness.... so I thought I could marry you by force..... but i..... I shouldn't have thought that," Alistar stated, tears brimming his eyes again. "Alistar.. I wasn't in love with you. You were my friend.... how could you have possibly thought that doing what you did would change that?" Ella asked, crossing her arms. "I don't know," his voice cracked. "I don't know what I was thinking.... I just made choices and i...... God I regret every single one," Alistar muttered. "I'm not gonna ask for your forgiveness.. cause I realize its too late.... but please.... don't let my mistakes create a leeway for my father to come in and Destroy the life You've built," Alistar stated. Ella stood there for a few moments before walking closer to him and hugging him. "I can't forgive what youve done.... not yet at least..... but.... I believe in the fact that you're telling the truth," Ella sighed. Alistar let out a breath. "Thank you...... I'm so so sorry.... I-I didnt..... I shouldn't've..... I'm sorry," he all but whispered as he tried not to cry.

........ The group as a whole stood in the dining area, a giant map on the table. "So if we can destroy his forces from the inside, we can possibly win... but how are we gonna get in?" Loreley asked. "Theres a passageway through the dungeons. I found it when I was 10 when he locked me in my cell after breaking a vase. I made it myself from a small hole in the wall," Alistar replied, pointing the area out to the group. Mia glanced at him. "How many times did he put you down there for you to make an entire crawlspace?" She asked. Alistar raised an eyebrow as he calculated. "Uh.... maybe 5 times a week. 2 if I stayed out of trouble," He answered. The group looked at him. ".. what?" He asked. "Okay, so we'll go through there. Do you have armor?" Ella asked, turning to alistar. "No. Just this," he stated as he gestured to his shirt and pants. "Hm okay. Elias will fir you for some armor later," Ella stated. "What so he can stab me with it?" Eli asked. "Elias," Ella scolded. Eli sighed. "Fine. We'll do it now so I can get it over with. Cmon," Alistar gulped as he followed Eli outside.

"Lose the shirt," Eli stated as he picked up some already made armor. "P-pardon?" Alistar asked. "The armor won't fit right if your measurements aren't correct and your shirt is too baggy," Elias stated, an unamused look on his face. "O-okay but can't we just-" "Oh my god do you want me to help or not?" Eli asked, clearly frustrated. Alistar sighed. Eli rolled his eyes, turning to grab a measuring stick. His eyes widened at the sight of all the scared on Alistar's back and chest, blending into smaller ones on his arms. "Woah.... what... happened?" Eli asked, almost forgetting what alistar did. Almost. Alistar sighed as he hung his shirt over a chair in the hut. "After my mom died, my dad thought waking me up by having people whip me was a wonderful idea... and when he and I dueled, he would stab me," Alistar replied. Elias' eyebrows furrowed. "You're really messed up, aren't you?" Eli asked. Alistar chuckled. "Yeah... I am...." Eli gave a small genuine smile before walking to work on Alistar's armor.

[sleepy-achilles]

Request asks and I have no choice but to deliver.

For hbtaker you could do a scenario where they meet for the first time, and instantly know they’re gonna end up together down the line

(even when shawn was a slut and taker was an antisocial zombie 🥰)

And maybe for family of destruction you could write about how all the fam would react to big evil taker being buried alive/dying again.

Can’t remember if this would fit the tl of leon and cassie being old enough to understand it, but it’s a thought? 😅

Luckily for us the og family of destruction timeline has Leon being 3 when takers buried alive. And even luckier for us, I have the ability to fuck with timelines and make them fit. Welcome to 5 year old cassie and 10 year old Leon. But first, hbtaker.

Hbtaker- Forever.

------------------------------------------------------------------

Shawn blows a bubble at vince in annoyance. "Im serious Shawn." Vince sighs. Shawn rolls his eyes. "Sure thing boss" "You should try making some friends." Vince tells Shawn. Shawn just pouts and leans back in his chair. "Why would I need friends? I'm here to perform, as long as I can do that I'll be fine" Shawn states. Vince just chuckles and shakes his head. "That view will change one day michaels, you'll realise you need people, now get going" vince tells him. Shawn sighs and stands up. "As if." Shawn states. "Youll fall in love one day Shawn. For real that time aswell." Vince states. Shawn looks at the older man. "Im the heartbreak kid! Love is a fools game" Shawn smirks before walking out. "Sure it is" vince hums with a knowing look on his face as shawn pauses in the doorway.

Shawns eyes widen as a tall man with red hair walks down the hall. He stops infront of Shawn and looks down at him. "Uh um hi, I...I'm shawn" Shawn states. Undertaker examines him and tilts his head. Shawns eyes widen as his heart races. "Cmon taker boy what's the wait!" A high voice shrills. Shawn looks as the short fat man appears. "Oh. Michaels.." he chuckles, shawn didnt know who this man was. He saw the taller mans debue and this wasn't his handler. At least not out there. "You gonna let my next meeting in Shawn?" Vince asks from behind him. Shawns cheeks heat up. "Oh! Yes um sorry" Shawn chokes stepping to the side. The fatter man walks in after vince smirks at shawn and goes back in. Taker stops next to shawn and looks back at him. He sends him a small smile and shawn gasps quietly as the man walks into the office and the door shuts. Shawn can't help the blush and small smile as he skips off down the halls.

------------------------------------------------------------------

The Family of Destruction- Diggin Graves

I've done shawns reaction to the famous vince vs aba!taker buried alive match. Its the kids turn

------------------------------------------------------------------

Leon could sense something was wrong the moment they stepped foot in the arena. It was a pay per view meaning both their parents were in work on the same day, meaning him and his baby sister had to be there.

At first he thought his papas match was what he could sense, but as he stands with him in the medical bay he can still sense it. "Daddy" cassie whines tugging Leon's arm. Leon glances at his little sister before back at their papa. "Go on baby. Goto the gorilla and watch daddy's match" Shawn tells him. Leon looks at him with concerned eyes. "Ill be fine. I promise." Shawn reassures him. Leon looks as Steve walks in. "Look, Steve's here now so it's fine" Shawn states. Steve looks at the kids. "Oh yeah, I'll look after your papa, don't worry. Go have fun, John cena is in the gorilla." Steve tells them. "Johnny!" Cassie cheers pulling Leon's arm.

Leon frowns but forces himself to walk her out. "Is he okay?" Steve asks. "Hes been like it since we entered the arena...he must feel like something is wrong." Shawn shrugs.

---

Leon stands by himself as he watches the tv. Cassie quickly accepting John's arms to rest in.

Leon isn't phased by the blood on his father. He already knows its not his. Its the way the hairs on the back of his neck stands. Something isn't right.

"Daddy!" Cassie yells. Leon's eyes widen as the digger explodes on their father. Leon's breathing picks up as their uncle stares down at their father with a massive evil smile. "Whats uncle kane doing?" Cassie asks. John glances at hunter and Stephanie who are also confused. Leon closes his eyes.

'Daddy?'

'Leon...my baby boy'

Leon immediately panics. His eyes snapping open as takers thrown into the grave. He ain't been able to communicate with his dad like that since he became human again. Leon can't breath.

He falls to his knees as the dirt begins to fall. "Leon? Leon!" Stephanie gasps rushing to Leon's side. "Ill go grab shawn" hunter states before rushing off. "Leon? I need you to breathe" Stephanie instructs. Leon looks up at the tv screen with watery eyes. He lets out a choked whimper at the sight of the dirt falling. "Baby? Baby breathe" Stephanie instructs. Leon gasps before letting out a shakey breath.

"Cassie it's okay, it's okay" John tries comforting the girl. "W-why is uncle kane doing this?" Cassie cries. John looks at Stephanie who's still trying to comfort the small boy. The small boy who's crying hard, his eyes glowing a deep purple. His eyes then snap up to a in shock Shawn. A urn clasped tightly in his hands, Steve and goldust behind him.

"NO!" Leon cries slamming his small fists onto the ground. He can't sense him. He can't sense his father.

Cassie flinches as the urn hits the floor, she hides her face against John's shoulder as she whimpers. John doesn't think she truly understands like Shawn and Leon, he believes she's more upset about the idea of her daddy being stuck somewhere.

Leon's purple eyes turn to the urn. A sudden rage burning through him. A sudden rage no ten year old should have.

"Enough for tonight." Shawn's voice is rough, hand heavy on Leon's shoulder. "No more." Shawn whispers as Leon's eyes fade back to normal. His Papa looks rough. Scared. Leon glances at cassie who's crying.

That's the day Leon vowed his family will never suffer another loss again.

------------------------------------------------------------------

"We have reports that son of the undertaker and Shawn Michaels has been rushed to hosptial on his sixteenth birthday. Father and son duo, the undertaker and Leon Michaels were supposed to be performing tonight for the raw live show when the accident happened backstage. We haven't been given many details just that there's a lot of blood and that the officials are not sure what condition the young boy is in. We will try to find out more and inform you as soon as poss-"

"Critical condition." The high voice chuckles.

[takipostar]

weird school stories pt #1

i need to tell someone about these stories cause it’s wild bro will i turn this into a series? maybe. will i post more art? yeah. okay okay lets get into it #1 in 5th grade, i had this friend who i will call evan and he was diabetic and had the glucose meter in his arm, and he would always wear tanktops with a jacket he would NEVER wear, it was either around his waist or he was manually carrying it in his arms this girl (she might see this, so ill call her janie) named janie and she didnt know what a glucose meter was nor what diabetes was, she thought it was taped into his arm so one day during lunch i was sitting with evan and all of the sudden janie walked up and RIPPED THE GLUCOSE METER OUT OF HIS ARM he went to the nurse and i did not see him for the rest of the day, she got suspended for a day, and he ended up switching schools later on evan would later tell me that it was because his parents didnt want him around kids like janie #2 i might be in the wrong for this omg this also happened in 5th grade, during recess i overheard that this kid (ill call bryan) and his friend made fat and gay remarks towards me, specifically bryan, they were making fun of how i weighed, my thighs, and said i looked like a lesbian even though i was 10 i did NOT want bryan on my tail for the rest of the year until i moved at the end of 5th grade, so i found his gf (who i will call sally) and told sally that he was cheating on her with one of his exes ever since they started dating they broke up the next day at lunch and bryan WENT BACK TO THE EX I SAID HE WAS CHEATING ON WITH SALLY the girls ended up fighting so.. yeah i did instigate that fight (my fault) bryans in juvi now and last time i checked sallys tiktok the 2 girls started dating right after he went into juvi essentially for this story, AITA

[fkyumerica]

they keep doing shit to raise the cerebral palsy chimpanzees

no you were suppossed to kill them

ring bearers at a wedding

they will just shit and go UHH

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/YW9gkuWPWEE so she hits chewbacca

CRAZY Lady RUINS Kids Show At Disneyland ! #shorts #disney

they wernt to light up the colleseum

hello

Masculinity Initiation Party | South Park | Comedy Central Africa

they would party like crayz to kill them everyday

and it didnt happen

I dont thin kso officer hit her officer

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/HFDcDdFU0Vw wtf reverse and back

These Teachers Dressed Up As Their Students

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/kiBzUQhAeQE and they got a sloth

kind Man helps sloth cross the road 🦥 #costarica #sloth #shortsviral #animals #conservation

how old are you 85 how are you so active we stole the beach

wtf a beach a boat whoa ok look i smashed in the window

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/Wx12eotl7sc you cannot control me

🤣when trolling a fan goes wrong #wwe #wwefunny

i will fuck all over you and rape you and your husband

what does it say miscarriage gear

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/KahlQAtENJE she wanted to meet up with her ex boyfriend and be every princess at disney world

Disney Mascot STUNS Girl With Rare SURPRISE! #shorts #disney

and if not working there then owning it i got the dream

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/CBFjRqgsxTA you got a fucking kangaroo with no arms now

Man saves dog from kangaroo #animals #fact #viral

kevin is her ex's dad

andrew trevino

holy shit same kids as them

one school

do it

one pig

convert

the thing

im gonna be sailor mars the police officer

twiggy the model is jessicas mom and does the microphone magnet noises

to rape

and shoot it in her roof tank

the houses were made to rape people

and hey gotta be me to hang out with me 230 scream laughing AHHH videos one after the next she is showing her kid all day

we fill the whole mason jar pouring water

then we cum

and every noise of the mouth is this

get off to it

i married george mcfly

had 18 kids

and mow

https://www.wheelsanddollbaby.com/ i married a baby and im still a baby

Wheels & Dollbaby - Official Store

85+ years old

100

debbie harry

when harry met sally

australia whoa no

expensive

and constant animal screams

pissed noises

and cak cak cak noises from mom

tounge smacking clicking

im licking my mouth slow, aand im fucking you

on the phone

sitting in front of her too

yea change the mic she got off

and brandon too turn it on ooh baby ooh

5 people shut up on the same phone call

uh who cares

and i jumped on your boyfriend right

shes not married want my kid

no

her dad siad it right

no

and i made up the makeup and hair and clothing

they were not it

doe

get skinny to what i stay fat and fuck

27 guys to lose the weight in one day

then call my dad

reagan

that is their family in the club house

wtf made it a mansion

one room house party

and them going ah yea, ah right

old middle aged people now

they want anyone to fuck their kids

to say their kids hot so the parent jerks off to it after

got me hot got my hair up im blonde

and harry

left too ooh ooh oooh fingers herself

so the guy does to his dick too

and cumming is it

top of the dick jerking off then cumming

shooting out

gotta cum to fuck her too so he fucks her infant after

and all her boyfriends did

house party do it too marry 5

you didnt wanna marry my kids thats when i started to dress it

and went punk

wtf

they dont even know who is related to them

in their house they write down 5 names and numbers, then hand it out to someone fuck em in a week

see if oyu go

this is her

fake french

underground sheets of metal as the ground

on all the land

101 dalmations

drive through france mmall

electrocute it

and everyone in it

they made baby music and videos learn with us

for that building, nut house to learn they were not supposed to learn

midevil ttorture building

killing all of them is what it was built for

rapist retards

apes

and chimps

and league before drown it make it small

finger in eye its whole life

didnt grow

burning pitutitary gland will make it smaller

behind nose

top

bridge

giant to stop growing

old mcdonald had a farm

that was regans son then too

there you go pluck off all her eyebrows

thats her

ahhhhhhhhh i just wanna fuck

i gave birth as a kid

and infant

and toddler

now KNOW it

fuck you

so im singing it to you

b bar

d dog

f bitch

they made their own the whole time

full cup

notice mine

braaaaaaaa

she is angela or a angela

double decker big house

giant hording downstairs

cant find me and meth and my kids again in the storage tubs

and her mom mother reagans

and husbands

that nut house

is her in the movie

she is deformed, retarded, and a midget on stilts, and men flying up there think they can do anything, and women on the ground like a group of wild animals together they are don’t care fuck anyone

fake presidents and leave court room

doesnt need to be one

or law school

police say it

judge tries to talk to them

they wouldent not be there with him

last one fucked me up he's nice

and keep talking

says it 90 times

shortest one dark hair is the hairy arm woman at subway and dirt woman keep getting more put more dirt on it metal sheets

make europe

they remake it everyday

wtf is wrong with you they will kill you

eeach time

i have never talked to people so stupid

aco hardware

all they are is this retarded bitch screaming hold the hammer electrocute them

and they interrupt

to say hey mom who do i fuck next

to say she is their mom to fuck infants

ask mom tell mom

james dean gay

it is their dad

to those 50s guys

i got 8 girls i dunno wtf

what colleges those were the buildings

touch her finger her fuck her too

two in a tree never stopped up against a wall

leon said he is Ronald reagan

they met mem then wayne county community college with jo

it is her with him

jo is a man

and i'll make her shove a kid up her ass some day

and wtf shes 5

where are you dragging this

at

no one is a judge shut up so they get killed

and die

now slow song to calm them down

sing it

it is his family obviously shut the fuck up

i know it

im retarded

im nandor

no we gotta be boys we gotta fuck like boys too

i looked over all these photos as evidence before

and you think you can speak as a officer or as a judge

you are in it

john said he fucked leon to rob him

and grandma i had 8 kids to show who they are

Mask

We put in the air, gas, and compress it in houses and bust your necks from down the street too with it

and we sent her in so we could go south and west and south and north and where you live and fuck you-nandor

and i still dont give a fuck about you

meet me

we killed our parents

well let me eat her out

her mom had to still fuck other men the whole time

so her parents could live away from her and it was a nicer life

and this was in the 90s its a movie

and her dad too

the same

fucked other people still

you watching this doesnt look like it

leon said it when the virgin came on tv

you requested music

get them to leave

and fuck your parents one last time

same hospital

and shoot them

listen

if you dont

this is it

he had 8 kids with her then theyre fat

they knew it

and say it

they always will

and show your grandma

with the line on her face

regans other wife

not his first 8th

and you married a guy

who didnt him

to leavve you for a whole truck of girls

what dinosaurs

penny, angela, angie, elizabeth, tangie, emily, andy, and grear

what club then church then what

its ok i know it all im leon

no you dont

and mm

he just asked me to go and fuck them with him

and keep your butt open

shes talking to him

its happening hes gay

porn on tv who gives a shit

porn on tv that woulda been a 200$ fine

but she waited on it, talking to me again, i dont talk go two feet and we go short

it is about fucking

they cant even see it or hear it

brushing noises

walrus goes up and fucks you on own

they are blasting batteries

like tasers

taught her it

your fault you knew it right to hurt police officers

no

what a btich guiermo

let me do it to you

feel pain once

she didnt

i feel bad i dont got a job

but i dont care

give me a dog i dont want

and you

and no hair

who cares

face piercings

he dont give a fuck

leave me

left me before

and she said it too im her in the mask

whoa yea she is

i wanna have sex

here is mary sue fucking her family in a mcdonalds wont stop fucking her parents grandparens and to everyone come on everyone fuck them

enters and does it and smells as it

old people smell

suck it out the hole (belly button) and drip it on the rest

here is angela had to hit her for robbing clayton to get her in a ambulance

her boyfriend had to

she is retard NO NO NO NO throwing her head back and forth

nonstop

80 minutes

why cant we do you, come back with all of us and do us

its a party (church tunnels to casino and drive in them)

i start em

aand no you cant get any money for any of this

and i knoow at cabelas we told them instead

got the money and food

or wtf rob them

we fuck em to do it

to eat a butter crack cow

-anne marie

and here is guiermo i dont care listen to her parents i want you to steal from her

they see anyone and fuck them from behind, and 3 together jump on him, lay her down, fuck

trailer park was nut house moved out

and her grandma she kept alive for oral

do it do it do it

sex sex sex

give me oral in the mouth

god yeaa

and when she put on her glasses

with anne maries grandma

i dont care marry marilyn monroe after

said you and her kids would marry

did they

gay dogs too hide it

and i dont care you will say all the shit about her too

her grandma again

and her grandpa left one who said start the party

with her other grandpa on right

president after

regan

she eats pinsol spray

lemon

guiermo does

they raise meth levels up to piss you off the whole time

and they hit them and leave them with them

cant remeber the other relationship

i didnt do it i didnt do her i didnt do her and precious spoiled child anne marie is his mother, bottom right "i know i can do it make me her the biggest bitch, judge, glen close judge judy" back left, im the right guard, on his right is the left guard

and ther est had sex with her too jessica

they are blacks still

and its her

i wanna fuck both of em left guard and right guard

they are all related and in dearborn

nooo reminds us of the hospital

perfect airr

big house

i wanna run

lets ruin everything us then too the judge

should i have my kids killed or not

whoa new opportunity

rabai

and amish, left, go in anywhere

they are punching me with dope

hair dryer

as the gas heat

and careese doesnt care

slow

she is it

and guiermo was krystina

dont care go with him too anthony hit her he is him

george mcfly

and is it him him and him

no that is a actual photo

i am not sarcastic

why dont i believe it

go back and ape fuck all the girls oyoou had a truck

and i dunno we took it i know how to build a room

and us a column

and careese mute her

so she does

less shit more free food

they believed them

it is their families too

i never met them either too

they said i got down syndrome from fatima she made sandwhiches they handled all of those infants

and no one else stayed

yeaaaaaaaaa

wow

food free shit i left thats not a marriage

is she that retarded

so he thinks shes gotta go with him

and she did

careese did so did you

and the columns to those men whoa im not that big

i gotta go here

smaller

building

again

leon-we were all the same family and friends i dont care

and tounge in her to freak her fuck her say to him how to come over and fuck her

waiting outside

for him

wtf hes back

just fucked lindita its jordan

church down the road

she lives there my girlfriend

anne marie put on white makeup and her whole face looks like a double chin

cerebral palsy

and

tan arms

and her parents drank the whole time too

and whats with all the clothes girls no we steal your colors off you adn your naked

reversse clothes with colors

switch

whoa

new

omfg these people are pissing me off so much

naked colors

hes a giant bitch again

hit on back of the head

giant nose

mike

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/BISYo3dllf0 no youre only gonna want a bird if its half dead

Happy Bird

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/x1vtn4Dw-F8 and its us ok

We see our old cartman as his son - South Park

we dress up young

teach us

the judge makes the decision for all of them

thats it

to understand it too

it was sit one there

around them they surround and

open fire

hey cigarettes, lighters, and yea keep em retarded

they stay it

too

them

they all had their own house after mating with a older man too after wrestlnig or becoming a rabai

then downriver all of them grouping get in the river

all pregnant too sit down

and this too we only talk queer

i wanted fish and chips from applebees

i ate a whole thing of crackers

theres no food left again

they all lived all over hey send in sister bethany i left all need a whole house right

and constant food wtf

buffet

all you can eat

stole the truck load

every grocerie store

today

all the trucks come in everyday right with a whole new store each time

of food

go eat all you want

says it

they all did dating each other wtf

giant wedding

gordie howe geordie white

i fucked like 15 girls i dont care

as a old man

and now, 50,000

only thing he wanted to do

ate all day

colleseum roar was for food

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

hillary clinton/a headless horseman

cruella deville car can go up those mountain hills

and hide as a tree

no fucking way amanda im going in it

and killing them after

found em again

giants

and killing her with one too to get it

smash in the side

hit the car back

old muscle cars are it

and drag race motor wont break

and that truck can smash ssemis off the cliffs

she said she took out a school credit card

wtf

anne marie

how

she was stealing my books and me in her trunk to die after

she got 500$

to be a pig to do it

then live in a house after she makes a restuarant to scream and be one of those ball table guys

break em guys

boarr

feed me the wild shit

what food is here now

that is their church

we live they die what

these skiing people are giant

marilyn manson wedding

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=edcdKLqFGZI dog as big as a coffin

SELAMAT JALAN SNOWEE THE GOLDEN | RIP

they leave their new borns and hey find it dog

breed all of them to do it

that was sadam his wife and osama

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0vmyUJSAAM bishops will die now

Bidding farewell to Benedict XVI: Translation to St. Peter's Basilica - Highlights

their priest is their wife

the cardinal is who she inbred with

in her own family

and the pope is their grandmother again

they say it to get sex again

Highlights - 8 - January 2024 Audience to the members of the Diplomatic Corps Pope Francis

hate each one of them

leon says it like him

is part of their church

no i am not

niggers

keep giving them kids at them

i never did

they make noises with their mouth after

ololololoo

their wives go ok

so do their gay sons

and the rest go yea what

and didnt fuck her enough in the room

hey. what?

dad coming over

says it

shoot them all

they are the ministry

and their families

they let us live

well you partied the fuck out of it then chris

she didnt take out a loan

fake college

gay

alive now

she said alive now wtf we can live alive now

and :10 got the most girls ever

250,000 in one day

fingered, fucked, and fled

with 18,000 others

then 290,000,000 women

the next day

fucking all of their heads again

then they all did what they want

they knew a nod meant yes

say they are the womens group like i said

and you already messed it up again

mr i got a house from their fucking jobs

Disney's Craziest Mid-Ride Evacuations #shorts #disneyworld

this is it

evacuate, leave meant it

leave the moms here

points at the ground where

and the moms drug it

we get to leave

they stand there

the moms do

their pastors were boats of guys asking after robbing for the first time hey wanna go with us free food since

dont go to school

who cares attack them

anyone alive and not on dope

and alcohol

cause THEn they fuck them

Santino Marella vs. Honky Tonk Man - Intercontinental Championship Match: Cyber Sunday 2008

you cannot fuck with that honkey tonk

he did show up to school to touch me

the fake italian beaner guy

and showed up in church too

i preformed an exorcism

and saw all that shit

lay 45 down and fuck kids to live

wtf

and lie in the back of church and free food at soup kitchen

and free detroit

live in land

and fuck

wtf whoa honkey tonk get in a truck and drive and live anywhere

im the only one who had information

all they did was drive is someone there

what are they doing

[imbasic-oppossum]

The next day he didnt look at me much. I stumbled into the kitchen, feeling heavy and sick. He say at his counter, drinking coffee like some thirty year old. I whimpered a croak, and of course he barely spared me a glance.

"There's eggs and toast," he said, nodding his head to a plate that was placed neatly in the center of the counter.

I stared at him, swaying a little. My skull was squeezing my brain, and my eyeballs seemed to be bulging in their sockets. I tried walking to the counter, and nearly toppled over. All my strength had been used to get out of bed. I gripped the cold countertop, blinking. I could hear his soft little sigh. I felt pathetic and silly, and little ripples of dread were creeping in my stomach. I hiccupped.

"Are you ever gonna stop hurting yourself like this?" He asked, his dark eyes sliding over me in that drippy sympathetic way.

In response, I spewed vomit down my T shirt and onto the counter. It was yellowy and tasted like ocean water. I stared at the yellow sludge, and then heaved a sob.

He got up off the stool, setting his mug down with a clink. His hands tugged my ratty hair aside, leading me to the bathroom. He flicked the light on and I was blinded, my head screaming on protest. He made me sit on the toilet seat, and then disappeared. I started crying even harder. Everything felt so useless and horrible, like the world was going to crumble. He's going to leave and never come back. The thought slid through my mind, twisting over and over until it was all that was left. My nose was full of snot, and I was gasping ugly flushed sobs.

He came back with a shirt and towel, his brows pinches, his eyes searching me. Then the sound of rain, no the shower, pouring and splattering against tile. He was lifting my T shirt over my head, carefully folding it in on itself so it didn't contaminate me further. Then my shorts and the rest of my clothes. I stared sullenly at my disgusting body. Rolls of fat, stretch marks coiling over the tight skin of my thighs.

He led me to the shower and I sat, letting the blazing water crash into my back and head. He took the clothes away and my heart jumped. You see? Now hes gone. A horrible whimpering sound exited my lips, and I had to bite back more pathetic crying.

He came back, fluidly and as calm as if he'd done this a million times. He knelt down on my level, pouring some strong, manly smelling soap into his hand and then onto my head. I should've felt afraid of his eyes, of his touch and his judgment. I was too hungover. He had bad acne, I noticed. But no scars, so he probably didn't pick at it. His nose was too pointy, like an elf or a gnome. I smiled a little.

"Glad you find this humourous," he muttered, lifting my arm and letting the water trickle down my body.

I felt a twinge of panic. I was a failure, and I was making this worse. I began to cry again, feeling foolish and pathetic and unable to put a stop to it. he frowned a little, peering into my face.

"What's wrong?" Everything.

"Don't go please," I wailed, like a baby.

The water was turned off, and it was the shortest shower I'd ever had. I felt a blurry confusion as he led me out of the shower and into a towel, and then a T shirt. At least it wasn't vomit covered. He worked so carefully and gently, like a doctor. I knew in my right mind I'd hate it, but at the moment I was happy he was hear. I didn't like sobering up alone, laying on the bathroom floor.

He was pulling me along, my hair dripping onto the back of my shirt. His shirt. He should've wrapped my hair, or dried it. But he didn't know that. So inexperienced. He put me on the couch, and I could hear the TV playing. And then I was sleeping.

I dreamed I was standing on the train tracks, and a white lady was hanging from a tree. Blood was dribbling in thick strings of mucous. I could see her eyes, like beads in a dolls head. My fault my fault my fault.

Screamed, and then I woke up. I hadn't made a sound. Saturday morning had turned into Saturday afternoon. Through the screen door I could see his beautiful back yard, large hedges surrounding the patio, trimmed weekly by his mom.

I say up, my head throbbing dully. A blanket has been tucked around me. I smiled a little. And then I frowned as my sense returned to me. Crying. So much crying. He'd seen me. I felt queazy.

He was sitting across from me, staring at the TV, a plate in his lap. He was eating crackers in peanut butter. Disgusting. He'd seen my fat disgusting self. The messed up marks. The hair. I hated it. I wanted to claw his eyes out.

His eyes flicked towards me, then settled. He smiled a little, peanut butter stuck to the corner of his mouth.

"What am I doing here?" I snapped, hugging myself.

His smile dropped and he looked back down at his plate.

"You were passed out in my car. Your mom would've been pissed..." He shrugged, heat creeping up his neck.

I felt horrible. Why was I like this? I'd brought this on myself. He was my best friend. I would've done the same. Except he wouldn't have passed out in my car. And his mom would've taken care of him far better than me. I looked down at my hands.

"I should call her.."

"Already did," he said, "I told her you were staying at a friend's and your phone was dead."

I nodded, twisting the blanket in my fingers. I didn't know how to apologize. I wouldn't fix anything. I leaned back against the arm of the couch, staring at the ceiling.

"How's your head..?" He asked.

I shrugged.

"About last night... You were talking about the... Ya know. The body."

I closed my eyes. I didn't want to talk about that. He'd hate me more. Maybe even give up on me. Maybe he already had. I turned my head, sending the pain in the back to the side. He was smearing his peanut butter around, chewing his lip.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, my throat feeling thick.

The words felt useless out loud. Sorry didn't do anything. He looked up at me, those eyes so sad.

"You're hurting yourself," he said, his squeaky teenager voice cracking a little.

"Don't," I said, flashing a glare at him. "I know what I'm doing, okay?"

He shoved the plate into the coffee table, making a screech against the wood. I winced. He stood up, too suddenly. I cringed into the couch, my eyes glued to him. He froze. Then he sat, looking a little stunned.

"What's happening to you?" He said, not really asking me. Just throwing out the question.

I looked away. That was the end of the conversation.

[wooahaes]

tiger stripes

pairing: hoshi x fem!chubby!reader

prompt: i’m bitter about people assuming readers are thin and i want comfort, babeyyy

word count: 1.8k~

warnings: body insecurity from a chubby reader. also like... reader takes off her shirt. lowercase intended, not proofread.

daisy’s notes: if someone else has ever written this sort of thing... i wouldn’t be surprised. if not then how!!! literally i have looked for “hoshi calling ur stretchmarks tiger stripes” before and its entirely possible i just didnt find it but like. its right there. anyway hoshi loving ur stretch marks isn’t exclusive to ppl who have them bc chubby but this is my comfort fic and i make the rules

soonyoung always looked at you like you were more radiant than the sun, and it did wonders for your confidence when the two of you started dating. it wasn’t that you hated your body--you’d long since come to terms with the fact that genetics played more of a role than you liked in the way you looked, and that all you could do was keep yourself as healthy as you could. truthfully, you still had no idea how you landed someone like soonyoung, who happily went along with you to the gym sometimes and kept an eye on you. you’d posed the question sometime within the first year of dating of if he wanted you to lose weight, and he looked at you confused and asked if you wanted to. when you told him that wasn’t what you were asking, he clarified it: if you want to lose weight for you, then he’d support you. it wasn’t his place to tell you what to do with your body, and he loved you all the same. he liked working out, usually with his buddies, but he’d never push that onto you. he wanted you healthy and happy: and if you were healthy and happy as he knew you were, then he was happy.

which, to be honest, meant that soonyoung was a goddamn catch and you loved him even more than you thought you did. you realized how much you’d changed while dating him. instead of hiding yourself as much, you dressed to flatter your figure and to show off what you felt comfortable showing off. confidence was key, and soonyoung hyping you up as his “incredibly gorgeous girlfriend” whenever given the chance definitely helped you a lot. even if it did get to the embarrassing level of him telling his friends to compliment you more because you deserved to know how beautiful you were. although, sweethearts that they all were, they almost always did tell you that they liked your hair, that your outfit looked nice, that you looked radiant... until soonyoung grew a little too jealous and wrapped his arms around you and told them to remember that you were still his girlfriend and that their compliments “rightfully” couldn’t outdo his. jihoon teased him once and told him to step up his game then, and soonyoung almost pouted until he heard the way you laughed.

despite all of the confidence boosters, you still had rough days. self love was a difficult journey that you’d tried traversing plenty of times before, and you could only go so far without that confident glow fading a bit. it came with years of bullshit being fed to you about how fat women couldn’t be happy. about how anyone who chased them were people who had a fetish. that no person would rightfully love someone bigger because there was always someone prettier who actually fit beauty standards better. it was a crock of shit, and despite knowing that beauty wasn’t tied to other people’s perception, you knew what society was like. the world was simply not quite there yet to realize that a person’s worth shouldn’t be tied to health or beauty--especially since there were people in the world who simply would never be healthy. but that was another point for another time.

it always hit you worse when the weather got warmer. and soonyoung had learned that after dating you for almost two and a half years. so he came home to you, calling you pretty and all the sweet things that he normally did, until he finally flopped down in the space next to you.

“it’s hot outside,” he said, plucking at your hoodie sleeve. “aren’t you hot?”

you shook your head, arms hugged closer to you. “it’s fine,” you motioned toward the settings for the ac. “i’m keeping it cooler in here.”

he pouted at you. “but you’re still sweating. i can see it. you’re in your own home,” he reached out. “home is for being comfy.”

you knew he had a point there, but you shrugged it off. “maybe when you go--”

“are you not comfy around me?” he looked hurt, drawing off a little more. “jagi...”

“i do,” you tried to push, “i just...”

soonyoung said nothing as the silence lulled between you, looking down at his hands for a moment. then he looked up, reached for your hands, and gently pulled you forward as he stood up. he told you to come with him, and, albeit confused, you did. he guided you to your bedroom, motioned for you to sit down, and waited.

“i’m going to take this off,” he said, toying with the sleeve of your jacket. “do you trust me? is that okay?”

when you nodded slowly, soonyoung tugged off the article of clothing, smiling at your messy hair before pressing a kiss onto your forehead.

“does that feel better?”

it did, and you refused to let him know that he was right. but he saw the way you pouted, giggled, and pecked your lips.

“now this,” he tapped at your shirt. “is that okay, too?”

you looked up at soonyoung as he waited, standing in front of you. “soonyoung, i really don’t feel like--”

“we’re not,” he said quickly. “i... i just wanna show you something.”

“with my shirt off,” you said, expression deadpan as you watched him. unbothered, he beamed at you and nodded. “okay,” you sighed, “if i must.”

soonyoung gently nudged for you to scoot back, and you obliged after a second. his fingers fumbled with the hem of your shirt for a moment before slowly lifting it up, stripping it off of you. he watched you bristle for a moment as cool air hit your skin, and you could hear him mumble an apology. he told you to lie back for a moment, and you became slightly more concerned about his intentions before deciding you trusted him. two years was enough to tell you that soonyoung would never force you into something you didn’t want.

“hold on--” he mumbled, and gently tugged your shorts down a little more to expose your stomach to him. “there.” he looked up at you, tracing over your stretch marks. “do you know what these are?”

“stretch marks, babe,” you almost rolled your eyes.

“tiger stripes,” he was beaming at you, and you felt the heat rise to your face at how cute he looked. like he’d been planning this for forever and finally had an excuse to use it. “and i think they’re cute,” he said.

of course you do, you thought to yourself, knowing just how far his love of tigers went. You tensed up when he pressed a kiss against your stretch marks, hands holding your hips in place for a moment, and then you felt him giggle against your skin.

“you’re so cute!” he said, chin resting against your stomach as he looked up at you. “and soft! i love holding you,” he pressed another quick kiss against your stomach, higher up this time. “and i love how soft you are right here,” his fingers pressed into your chub, “and here,” another kiss, higher up on your abdomen, “and here--” he squeezed around your waist, drawing direct attention to the amount of fluff you had there. “you’re so cute,” he propped himself above you for just a moment, leaning down to peck you on the lips. soonyoung rolled into the empty space beside you, looking at you with admiration. “i know i can’t make your feelings go away, but... i love you just the way you are.”

“i know, but...” you sighed. “i dunno. don’t people ask about how someone like you is with me?”

he shook his head. “no one whose opinions matter.”

“what if one of your friends did?” you said. “i know they wouldn’t, but what if they did?”

he hummed to himself for a moment, eyes downcast as he thought it over. “then... i’d change their mind,” he reached out, clasping his hand around yours. “but if they did ask... i think they’d be concerned about how i ended up with someone as nice as you. you don’t make fun of me or push me to do anything i don’t want to do.” he shut his eyes, “and you’re cute and you’re sweet, even to my friends. remember the time you took care of seungkwan because he was sick?” he opened his eyes, which were practically sparkling in admiration. “or the time cheol forgot one of his assignments, so you took it to him? you’re so nice and thoughtful and sweet... i think i’m lucky to have you. even when i get excited about tigers, you think its cute.”

“because it is. because you’re cute.”

soonyoung nuzzled closer to you, wrapping his arms around you. “you even took went with me to see tigers for my birthday,” he giggled against your skin. “i know the others told you to leave me there as a joke. but... you just took pictures and bought me a new tiger plush for my room.” he intertwined a leg with your own, leaning back to glance at the tiger on the other side of your bed. “you even kept the one i bought you.”

you felt yourself blushing, face hot as you looked away. “of course i did. he’s a good cuddle partner when you’re not here.”

“see!” he pressed a kiss against the spot where your jaw met your neck. “because i’m your tiger,” he trailed a hand back down to your stomach. “and you have tiger stripes, which makes you my tiger,” he teased. “so you should love them, okay? because i love them and i love you and we’ll be cute tigers together.”

the moment you erupted into giggles, soonyoung felt accomplished. that was what he’d been waiting for: to see your pretty smile, or to hear your pretty laugh again. it wouldn’t erase your feelings, but at least he knew you were happy in that moment. soonyoung wrapped his arms back around you, pulling you in closer as he pressed another kiss into your neck.

“i love you,” he said again. “even if you can’t love yourself, i’ll love you until you can, okay? because... you love me. even if i think i look weird sometime, or if i had my eyebrows bleached too light and people tease me about it... you always call me handsome. so i want to make you as happy as you make me,” he squeezed you tight, eyes fluttering shut. “if you ever want to change something about yourself... then do it because you want to. not because you want to make anyone else happy.”

“soonyoung...”

he pressed another kiss onto your bare shoulder before resting his forehead against it. “okay?” his voice was quieter that time. “i love you. including your cute tummy and your tiger stripes.”

you turned over, unraveling yourself long enough to face him and press a clumsy kiss onto the corner of his mouth. “i love you, too,” you said. “thank you for making me feel safe.”

[kinichwife]

IT ENDS WITH HER

Yelena x Fem! Plus size! Reader

WC: 1.3k

TW INFIDELITY/CHEATING!! implied recording. reader's bf is neglectful and ngl kinda toxic

NOTE I DO NOT SUPPORT CHEATING IRL!! MOST OF THIS WAS FOR PLOT. also wow. i rlly went all out on this

imagine yelena being your best friend. you trust her with your life, and vice versa. you two have been friends for years, going through thick and thin together. over the first year of knowing you, yelena started developing romantic feelings for you. of course, she was too scared to tell you. she didn't want to ruin the relationship you two had then. so, she tossed those feelings aside; and as time went on, those feelings continued to grow and grow, eventually taking up her mind. just the very thought of you made her heart flutter, and her face flush. she's been building up courage for months, and now that she's finally ready to tell you, youve got a boyfriend.

a shitty one at that. there's countless times youve cried to her, sobbing into her chest while she comforts you. he treats you as if you don't matter. brushing you off when you try to get his attention, not bothering to text or call you, talking to other women, you don't understand. you do everything to try and get him to pay attention to you, why is it not working? when you two weren't together, it was like he was obsessed with you. like he loved you more than anything. why now, why now does he act like this? 3 months into the relationship, and he's acting like he doesn't even know you.

youve told yelena all of this, and it made her blood boil. seeing you so hurt by someone like him. you didn't want her to get involved, so of course, she respected your wish and didnt do or say anything to him. but.. you didnt say she couldnt do anything to you.

pulled you up onto her lap by her shoulder, so youre now straddling her. you wiped your years, your face now puzzled on confusion. "wh-what's wrong?" you sniffled out. she pulled you closer by your waist, your faces now just inches away.

"he's what's wrong." she stated, slowly coming in closer. she continued; "(Y/n), I don't understand why you're still with him. I've seen how he treats you, I've seen how he really acts." Her arms wrap around your waist, one leaving to trail down your thigh.

"Why don't you leave him for someone who could treat you so much better-" She began to trail kisses from your face, down to your neck, kissing your tears away. "-Someone who could buy you the whole world if they wanted to." Although, she never made an attempt to press her lips to yours.

"Yelena- This is wrong, you know I have a boyfriend!" She pulled away, her face flushed, as is yours. "Really? You want to start with that now? I've caught you looking at me before, (Y/n). How you look away from me the monent I catch you staring, or how you always want to get all touchy-feely with me. Or even the way yours eyes look when chat, lovestruck and dazed." Her words caught you off guard, she was right. She was so right. You've been denying your feelings for her for so long, all because you wanted the attention from a man who never even bothered to look at you.

She smirked as you stared at her wide eyed and awe struck. "What, cat got your tongue? I was right, wasn't I?" Her hands moved from your waist, down to your hips. She squeezed and groped at the fat on your hips, her own starting to buck up into yours.

"It's okay, baby, you can be honest with me. I'm your best friend, after all, isn't that right?" God, she was reading you like a book. You felt so hot. Being so close to your dear friend like this, your chests pressed together, her slim yet toned stomach against your chubby one.

You couldn't believe you were about to say this, all while you're in a relationship. "Yelena, I..." You gulped. "I really like you.. I do... I just wish I could be with you. I wish I could hug and kiss you, every second of the day. I wish I could hold you as well. I wish I could touch you the way I touch my boyfriend but.. I can't." Your subconsciously cling onto her.

She forces your hips down fully onto her. she could feel her own wetness pool into her boxers, feeling your heat so close to hers. she could feel the warmth from between your dimpled thighs.

She leans in close, her hot breath fanning against your ear; "Says who? He isn't around right now, and I'm not a tattletale." She smirked, watching you as your face heated up from embarrassment. You attempted to scramble off of her, but she pulled you even closer, if that was possible.

"But-" She shushed you.

"But what? 'Oh but he'll know' not if we don't tell. Now, come here." This was really happening. And you were ashamed, ashamed from how badly you wanted this. But nonetheless, you obeyed. Seating yourself on her lap while she played with you however she so desired.

"Before I start anything, I want to hear you say how you really feel about me. Tell me how badly you've wanted this."

'fuck it' you told yourself. you're already in this deep, you've got nothing left to lose. he's never treated you like this. he's never put yout feelings into consideration like this. Yelena is so much better than you boyfriend, what are you doing wasting your time with him? you have your chance, now take it.

"Yelena, I love you! I love you so much. For years I've felt this way, I just didnt want to ruin our relationship together! God, everytime I look at you I can't help but think how beautiful you are.." She was a bit taken aback from how forward you were all of a sudden, but she quickly composed herself. "And? What else?" She teased, want you to keep going as she began rubbing her thigh along your wet panties.

'ah. she wanted you to tell her.. that stuff.' You whimpered as you slid against her thigh, desperate for more. "A-and.. I've touched myself to the- the thought of you.." She began rubbing faster, you felt your clit twitch in excitement as a knot began to tie itself in your abdomen.

Your eyes traced across her hands. "And how- And how your hands would feel a-across my neck.. and how your finger would feel in-inside me.." She gripped her shoulders and grinded yourself onto him, the pressure in your stomach becoming almost too much.

"inside of you, huh? naughty girl." she trailed her hand down, carressing your pussy. just the feeling of her touching you down there drove you crazy. she felt you through your panties; before finally diving in. as soon as she rubbed circles into your clit, you came undone.

"ngh- ah! Y-Yelena!" you moaned out, toppling over. your shouted her name as she kept on rubbing tight, fast circles over your bundle of nerves. god, this felt so much better. it felt so much better when she was touching you, not just some toy or your own fingers, but her.

she pulled her fingers away, showing you your own slick. "wow, i never knew you could be so naughty.. he's really missing out." she joked, giving you a show of her licking your cum off her fingers.

all of your worries melted away as soon as you were with her. what do you even need him for. why stay with him, when you can have Yelena? she'd do so much more for you. treat you so much better.

"Come on, darling, why don't we keep going?-" She took your phone and turned on the camera, switching to video. "-And show him everything he's missing out on."

[morganwrites12672]

Steve Harrington x Reader

'Its back'

Tags/TW: Reader has anorexia, anorexic reader, fluff, angst, happy ending, Steve Harrington x reader, ED, anorexia, bad thoughts, vecna (mention very brief)

My DM's are open for Anyone who is currently going through something.

I'm sorry, but this is purely self indulgence

I would love to help you guys by writing little fica or blurbs! Send in a fear food and character! Or any little sitaution!

Its back.

Anorexia, a horrid monster Steve had helped you beat two years ago. You didnt know how you let it happen.

Was it sticking to lighter meals for a while? And then slipping back into that habit. Maybe it was the skipping a meal sometimes because you felt slightly heavy.

You sigh. How did you let it get this bad. You still ate a little, but at this point water terrified you. Water weight had become your new biggest nightmare, along with hiding the monster that had taken residence inside you.

You stare at the glass of water across from you. So innocent, yet menacing. To you, the glass wasn't half empty; it was half full. Somehow that made it seem like more.

You hadn't even filled it up all the way and couldn't bring yourself to drink any of it. You got enough hydration from salad.

You let out a sarcastic laugh as a tear of frustration slips down your cheek. Crying did burn calories, and it would help you get rid of some of the pesky water weight.

You fold your arms on the table before resting your head on top. You could do this. You were going to ruin your body. There was no doubt in your mind.

But it didn't matter. As long as you looked good. You get up and wipe your tears. You grab the glass of water before walking over to the sink and dumping it out. You set the glass on the drying rack before walking out of the kitchen.

It has only been two days, and you had just eaten some celery. It was a good food. You assumed there was hydration, and chewing it burned more calories than eating it earned.

A win win. You ate and burned some calories.

----------------------------------------------------------

"It's back," was all you said into the phone before hanging up. You had had to call Steve. After two weeks of barely eating or drinking, you felt like shit.

You had a headache And trouble sleeping. Every dream was plagued with thoughts of gaining weight. Or the jeans not fitting, and crop tops were a whole other nightmare.

Steve got to your house in record time. He assumed the worst. A demo-dog, or something. He didn't expect to find you crying on the kitchen floor.

"Yn, what's wrong baby?" Steve coos as he sets his nail bat down and runs over to you. You look over at him with a tear stained face.

"It's back," you say, your voice almost a whisper. Steve couldn't figure out what was going on until he noticed how you looked thinner. And then he saw the issue.

A few pretzels and a glass of water.

Steve threw his arms around you, completely engulfing you in a hug. just what you needed.

All of the thoughts were swimming in your head.

Fat. Ugly. Steve's going to leave you. You won't fit the jeans. How are you going to wear a crop top? You could lose a few pounds. Water weight is your worst enemy. Beauty is pain. Do you think CoverGirl's eat?

All of these horrible thoughts, and so many more, swam about in your head. Steve could do better. He deserved better.

"No, stay with me," Steve says as he gently runs his thumb over your cheek. He saw the look in your eyes. You were getting lost in your head. He knew the way your thoughts could transform in seconds. From being happy and feeling good about yourself, to not eating and crying about how you look in the jeans.

"I'm sorry," you whisper as Steve carries you to your bedroom. He hated how he couldn't do anything. He couldn't fight off this monster plaguing you. There was nothing he could do. And it killed him.

"No, I'm sorry," Steve said and laid you down before laying next to you. He tightly gripped your hand as you spoke.

You told him about everything. Not eating. The headaches. No longer being able to sleep. Not drinking. The real reason you canceled your date with him. Why you looked thinner. The frequent walks or crying. Anything to burn a few extra calories.

"God, I fucking hate this. I have to watch you suffer and i- I can't do anything," Steve says slightly raising his voice. You stayed silent as he cursed.

"I can protect you from vecna, but this- I can't do anything. I can't protect you," Steve says dejected. How could he fight your demons if he couldn't see them?

"Can you stay with me?" You ask and Steve smiles before cuddling into your side. He wanted to do more. He wanted to face anorexia head on.

"You do more then your realize. Who helped me beat it the first time?" You ask and Steve kisses your cheek.

"I love you so much," Steve says and hugs you even tighter. He did. He couldn't stand seeing you in this much pain. He was forced to be perfectly fine while you suffered over the thought of drinking.

Steve slept peacefully while you stayed awake crying over the thought of having to go out to eat the next day. Steve didn't think it was fair.

"I love you to," you whisper in reply before slowly falling into the best slumber you have had in weeks.

It's back, but Steve is going to help you beat it. Once and for all.

----------------------------------------------------------

Send in your request! I also write for other characters and fandoms!

I do write self indulgent stuff, if you have a certain situation of fear food. I also write for normal stuff like dates or fluff.

Please reblog if you enjoyed.

[nervousron]

Lamar and Franklin quotes and facts derived from the audio files. Some not used in game because of cut pool games, air hockey, and arm wrestling.

lamar lines:

"Thanks sneaky dude! I still ain't met yo ass."

"Bye, thanks. Is we ever gonna get a proper introduction, dog?" 

"T call me, dog. Imma come up to the unicorn and get horny on your office supplies"

"What you want me to do. Write him a thank you card? Maybe uh, suck his dick or somethin? How do I express my gratitude?" Lamar about Michael after the rescue 

"I might as well slide your ass across one o these tables" 

"Man, it makes me happy to see you smile. I always had a soft spot for dumb animals and little bitches thats why i let you win" 

"You worried about me snappin yo' hand back like some mutant bug creature" 

"You always tryina hold me when you get dr-drunk..." 

"I remember hoodin' hands with some nigga... man that shit really really creeped me out..." 

"One time i was in this bar, i seen a fly on the other side of the room bout' 30 feet away nigga buzzin' and i pinned that bitch to the wall with a dart nigga."

"If i was fat n' British and shit? I could have seriously've gone pro at that shit" 

"Man, i got ass stank all over my face, you gotta know when to save a homie from himself."

"I swear that bitch had three titties. Life aint bad" 

Lamar writes screenplays 

"fuck. you my family " "aint no need to get incestuous with a nigga, im gone, man" 

"Man, you aint gettin no handjob from me at the end of this date" "I dont want no- nigga, fuck you!" "bitch as nigga.." 

"if Tanisha aint gonna fuck you, i aint either." "i dont wanna fuck Tanisha man, fuck you" 

Lamar does X and drinks Lean

"Someoneslipped a drink in my mickey..." 

"I dont mean loyalty like you and Tanisha though. With the way you follow her ass around like a puppy. All them motherfuckin years and she cant even accept your ass for who you are nigga, then she leave-"

"What the fuck you just say?"

"Nuthin. I. I mean- see- what i said homie.... remember where youre from! Remember who you is. Remember who your homies is..."

"Nigga i know who my homies is. You need to not be getting above your motherfuckin self"

"I aint even mean it like that,  look at you gettin all mad, i didnt meant it like that..." 

"Just cause' some fat white dude want to turn you out dont make you special. I get white dudes want to fuck me every day. I tell them  to go fuck theyself.

"Heh, dog. It must be nice bein that popular!  I can see why those motherfukers want to get with you. You got that look and that charm, man"

"See? There you go again, you think youre better, nigga you're belittling me."

Lamar thinks the apache people were laid to rest in pyramids 

Lamar is upset at Tanisha for not picking Franklin

Lamar doesnt like or trust Michael 

Lamar thinks Michael pimps out Tracey

Lamar has seen traceys videos. Apparently they're hardcore. 

Lamar and franklin think Meltdown is horrible 

Lamar writes free-form rap and poetry 

"How them old dudes"

"Michael and Trevor?  Shit, they okay."

"So yall one big happy family? How they decide which one gonna fuck you first?"

"Dynamics kinda changed, dog. Now we all doin the fuckin"

"I know thats a metaphor, but you just gave me some imagery thats reeal fuckin disturbing "

[kwonhoshi0]

𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢, 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 ~

reqs are open ! masterlist

pairing : bakugou x reader, denki x reader, todoroki x reader

genre : fluffy FLUFF with a smidge of angst

warnings : blood, scratches, injuries

you have been with class 1A since the first day and you pushed yourself as much as everyone else but with such a powerful quirk it was hard to keep it under control while also focusing on defeating the opponent, you can only control it fully if you’re calm so acting out of rage would only lead to the worst.

the league of villains had yet again come to ruin your training and since they were weak they only came to take a hostage, the target being you, you weren’t quite sure why maybe it was because of your power but you weren’t having any of it >

> quirk based on eleven from stranger things <

| bakugou |

> he noticed that all the villains were surrounding you

> man did not hesitate to run full speed at them

> even though you weren’t dating lord did he have a crush on you fat crush

> of course you liked him too but this was not the time

> midnight and hawks were patrolling when they heard what was happening aizawa was already fighting when they came give the man a break

> they were a bit occupied with the nomus when the thugs started surrounding you

> bakugou blasty angy boy he knows you aren’t weak but he was not about to let you take a bunch of thugs the chances of you not getting hurt was 0.5%

> a scratch on you would leave the man howling

> todoroki and kirishima see him blasting towards you and go to help

> before you can even get a word out to them you know what you need to do

> you tell them to stay back you jumped up causing them to halt and brought all the force from your quirk with you using yourself to push the invisible force of your quirk towards the thugs

> you were suspended in the air

> to anyone else it would look like the thugs were controlling you but bakugou knew better he knows you’re powerful but he was not expecting this

> you screamed releasing your power, your hair slightly gravitating up sending all the force you gathered to your hands towards the thugs

> with the amount of force you used you pushed them all into a mound on top of each other with probably several broken ribs

> what you didn’t realise was that everyone was looking at you as you slowly floated to the ground landing in bakugous arms

> you felt weak but as soon as you fell into his arms you felt strong again cringe

> man was in awe

> if he thought he liked you before he is now in love

> screams at you before anything

> ‘WHAT IF THINGS DIDNT GO HOW YOU WANTED HUH??, WHAT THEN’

> ‘SEE YOU HAVE BLOOD COMING OUT YOUR FUCKING NOSE IDIOT’

> you shut him up with your lips words don’t do justice

> since you took out 80% of the thugs shigaraki had already left, he might act like a child but he isn’t stupid he knows he lost

> as the officers are doing a count of everyone you were getting a kiss from recovery girl your injuries weren’t too serious but your hands were sensitive from all the force you used

> as soon as you got to the dorms he was all over you so was everyone else but he got you alone

> kisses you straight up, hands on your waist and on your jaw

> ‘you’re mine’

> ‘okay’

[ denki ]

> as soon as you were in the air he knew what was about to go down

> he swung at any thug trying to stop you

> all the long range thugs : ded knocked out

> you wasn’t watching him you were focusing on concentrating

> he watched as you unleashed everything on those thugs

> he knew you could kill them if you wanted but of course you didn’t thatd make you no better than the thugs so you stuck to gravely injuring them :]

> thinks it’s so hot

> your hair floating because of your power is so cool to him

> what he thinks is even cooler is the calmness on your face you’re literally beating thugs to a pulp, you look unfazed

> panics a little seeing you fall but with todorokis help ice slide he catches you

> moves your hair out of your face wiping the blood coming from your nose for you

> you didn’t have to but you used a little too much of your power without meaning to so you were o u t of it

> he may be an idiot but he’s a gentleman when he needs to be

> again you don’t need much help recovering only a couple scratches you weren’t knocked out for long

> everyone else was worried as fuck since they hadn’t seen you use this much power before they didn’t know the effects it could have on you

> midoriyas bones literally break when he uses too much so they assumed the worst

> but you were okay

> denki just,, stared at your peaceful form

> you looked calm before but this was just pure peace despite the scratches and the blood

> hes whipped

> thought you were awesome before but now he’s in shock how can one be so perfect

> you thought he was human pikachu therefore the cutest being but you weren’t about to admit that especially since you didn’t know how he felt

> as soon as you’re back in the dorms in front of EVERyone

> he grabs you by the waist grinning like an idiot, moves your hair out of your face

> and kisses you, you melt into his kiss

> screaming inside, everyone else screaming at this sudden kiss

> everyone knows how whipped you are for eachother

> cuddles all night his arms around your waist yours around his neck, his face in your neck

> ‘hmm warm baby’

> ‘baby huh?’

> ‘don’t act like you don’t like it’

[ todoroki ]

> he knows you can handle yourself, he also knows your limits

> as soon as your feet leave the ground hes in awe

> everyone else stopped fighting even the villains stopped to watch

> it’s like you’re hypnotising them

> ofc you don’t know everyone is watching you

> as soon as your hair lifts up and you scream unleashing everything

> todoroki is just .o.

> he is so in love

> he always glances at you in class the way your hair perfectly frames your face

> the way your [eye colour] eyes stand out amongst the 100s around school

> he knew he liked you that much was certain, he would never have acted on it if not for this

> it’s not that he didn’t like you enough. it’s that he didn’t know how much he liked you or how to go about it

> your body starts to fall limp

> he used his ice to make a quick staircase over to you

> catching you he slips, hawks using his feather to catch you both

> you watch him with hooded eyes admiring the way his hair falls over his eyes

> he looked back at you the blood running down your nose the scratches on your hands

> but you still look so beautiful he thinks

> moving your hair to the side he carries you to recovery girl who was waiting outside with the others

> everyone was okay a couple scratches on midoriya and bakugou but other than that and some sprained ankles no one was majorly hurt

> at the dorms you were simply sat

> ‘you’re so pretty’

> we know todoroki is a blunt guy but for him to say this, your crush, FLUSTERED YOU

> he said this to you as you were sat reading on the sofa, he was sat opposite you

> at first you didn’t believe he said that to You before you realised everyone else was in the kitchen next to you

> actions speak louder than words so you leaned over put your hand on his jaw and kissed him

> man leaned right in grabbing your waist so you’re now in his lap

> we know he isn’t great with affection

> but this man has been chasing you for what seems like years now

> he was not about to hold back not after suppressing his feelings for so long

> after what seemed like hours but was actually 40 seconds of you kissing, denki saw from the kitchen and ran in taking multiple photos and whispering to tell everyone to hurry over

> maybe the moment was ruined but you were both way too into it to notice

> then again peace at the dorms has never been an option

> the squeal that mina let out was what gave it away

> both blushing todorokis fine ass goes

> ‘girlfriend?’

> ‘yes boyfriend’

> ‘ok we’re dating’

a/n : maybe this was wayyy too long but i had fun writing it >:( pls #s work i beg

do not steal my work :]

request me !!