#now that's what we call charisma; babes!

[razrbomb]

HC. Fujimoto’s limited artistic capabilities be damned, I always pictured Reze to be the kind of beauty that captivates — a hypnotic allure that makes you stare for an uncomfortably long time, quietly pulls you in, ensnares you, haunts you.

[sharlsworld]

༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆ to be loved loudly - 𝐋𝐍𝟒 𖤓

（ 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗑 𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ）

（ 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 ）𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽

✫ i feel like i have to say this but most of my smau’s are literally just random posts and rarely have a plot also lowk part 3 of walk em like a dog?? idk i somehow made her totos daughter without realizing 😭

🝮

yn

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yn 🍋‍🟩

landonorris first

landonorris fuck i’m hard

⤷ yn what??

⤷ landonorris baby you can glance at me and it’s up

⤷ yn weirdo

⤷ landonorris don’t stop i’m close

⤷ yn WHAT THE FUCK LANDO??? this is public everyone can see this

⤷ landonorris ain’t no one gonna stop me from thirsting 💀 keep going i was so close

⤷ yn why am i dating you

⤷ landonorris well if i remember this correctly you said “i love pathetic men”

⤷ yn get out of my face

⤷ landonorris i came

⤷ yn i’m going to report your account

landonorris i’m gonna miss you when i scroll 😔

⤷ yn you’re sitting on my lap right now?

⤷ landonorris i just wanna be close to you

⤷ alex_albon loser 😂😂

⤷ lilymhe Now alex…

⤷ alex_albon I was jking only good boys sit on their gfs laps fr

⤷ landonorris good boys?

⤷ alex_albon are you not a good boy?

⤷ landonorris i’m the best boy ho

⤷ mclaren What am I looking at

oscarpiastri I feel molested

maxverstappen1 Lando is horny 24/7: confirmed

georgerussell63 Chile anyways so

🝮

landonorris

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landonorris i love my girlfriend so much everyday i wake up i thank god that i’m able to call her my girlfriend no one compares she is perfect and so funny and so beautiful and so kind i love her more than all the stars in the sky in every lifetime and universe i will find her because she is my one love

yn so sappy i love it

⤷ landonorris always for you honey

charles_leclerc Average Lando post

alex_albon super cool super rich super popular nepo baby gf who has everyone in the palm of her hand x loser bf who looks at her like she hung the stars in the sky is my favorite love trope

⤷ landonorris i’m cool and rich and popular as well?

⤷ alex_albon not as much as y/n

⤷ landonorris true

danielricciardo Pussy whipped

⤷ landonorris damn right you would be too

lilymhe So cutie patootie

georgerussell63 Lando please, you’re making all of us look like bad boyfriends.

f1 We love our talented, athletic, beautiful, multilingual queen

georgerussell63 y/n blink twice if you’re being held hostage

♥︎ yn

⤷ georgerussell63 That’s a sign. Help is on the way dear

alexandrasaintmleux Tell her I’m in need of a date at the mall

⤷ landonorris i’m not her assistant?

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux Aren’t you?

⤷ landonorris ms wolff said she is available any time for you. but not for me ig.

francolapinto i was the line leader in 3rd grade 🙂��↕️

⤷ landonorris seriously? on my own post? i’ll kill you

⤷ carlossainz55 That escalated quickly

⤷ landonorris i zont play about my girl

⤷ francolapinto well i tried

⤷ landonorris try again and see what happens ❤️

🝮

yn

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yn lan saw it first

landonorris first

⤷ carlossainz55 second

⤷ charles_leclerc third

⤷ oscarpiastri fourth

landonorris lawd have mercy 😫 i’m about to bust

⤷ yn awh thanks babe

landonorris you’re so cute i can’t get enough of you

landonorris most beautiful girl i have ever laid eyes on how did i get so lucky

⤷ yn you sweet talker 💌

⤷ oscarpiastri Seriously though, how did you get her to date you I’m still baffled

⤷ landonorris years and years of begging, endless amounts of gifts and flowers, zero contact with any females i’m not related to, and charisma 😎

⤷ oscarpiastri I wonder how much money you’ve spent on her

⤷ landonorris you do not want to know 😎

⤷ landonorris forgot to mention i became best friends with her family and got invited to all vacations, holidays, and birthdays 😎

alexandrasaintmleux Heaven sent 🪽🤍

⤷ yn thank ya angel baby 👼🏽

francisca.cgomes ooh lala 🙉

landonorris i was the line leader in 3rd grade

⤷ francolapinto seriously?

⤷ pierregasly You made it to 3rd grade?

⤷ landonorris shut your butt

⤷ pierregasly You first

🝮

alexandrasaintmleux

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alexandrasaintmleux Aquí me quedo

yn mi chica 🙂‍↕️

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux mi amor 😘

landonorris release her now. give her back. i have not seen her in ages. this is not funny.

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux You seen her at lunch? Besides she love it over here

⤷ yn yeah i love it over here

⤷ landonorris don’t make me send out a amber alert

⤷ oscarpiastri Please not again you had all of Italy in a state of panic last time

landonorris why are you matching with my wife?? just say you hate me

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux 😏

⤷ landonorris did you just threaten me?

⤷ alexandrasaintmleux 😭

⤷ landonorris you this is funny? i’m getting grey hairs woman GIVE MY GIRLFRIEND BACK FOR THE LOVE OF GOD I’M HAVING WITHDRAWALS PLEASE

landonorris fuck she so hot

landonorris who’s the hottie on the right???

landonorris i will find you and i will make you regret hiding my wife from me

⤷ yn lando please. you have my location

⤷ landonorris oh silly me 😅 coming to get you be there in 10 minutes ❤️

⤷ yn i’m 30 minutes away?? do not put yourself in danger lando i’ll smack you upside the side

⤷ landonorris baby, danger is my middle name 😎

⤷ yn oh just die

⤷ landonorris okay i’m getting a lot of mixed signals idk if you want me dead or safe?? like my head hurts please choose ❤️

⤷ yn die

⤷ landonorris whatever you say baby ❤️

🝮

yn

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yn the legend lives on

landonorris who’s the hottie behind the camera 😍

⤷ alex_albon *debbie ryan smirk* *raises hand shyly* 🙂‍↕️

⤷ landonorris shut your face do not steal the show from my lady

⤷ landonorris as i was saying…who’s the hottie behind the camera 😍😍😫

⤷ yn shut your face

⤷ landonorris mmm i love dirty talk

⤷ yn don’t make me get a restraining order

⤷ landonorris kay, i’ll meet you in the hotel room 😈

alexandrasaintmleux Unfortunately

georgerussell63 My petite prince 👑

⤷ landonorris yk what ain’t petite though?

⤷ georgerussell63 Was just trying to have some light hearted banter 😔

francolapinto dang

⤷ alex_albon alright lil bro do you have some sort of death wish or something?

⤷ oscarpiastri I’ve seen him cuss out this server at a gala cause he tried to flirt with her…it was pretty entertaining tbh

⤷ carlossainz55 One time I told her she looked pretty (purely platonic she’s a baby) and that night I woke up to him sitting in the corner of my room. Almost shit myself.

⤷ lewishamilton Not to be a gossip or anything but like he knocked this guy out in my garage once cause he wouldn’t stop bothering her, I think that’s when Toto finally accepted him

francolapinto you two are endgame fr🤞🏽

⤷ landonorris right? (don’t try to lock your doors i’ll find a way in)

🝮

landonorris

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landonorris my wife (she ain’t gonna be able to walk tomorrow)

alex_albon just put the fries in the bag bro

lewishamilton Let’s put the phone down for a bit bud

oscarpiastri Please, this can’t be healthy. I’m sick of hearing you two every weekend

⤷ landonorris sorry osc i can’t function without her my body starts to shut down

georgerussell63 How many PowerPoints do I need to make?? ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

maxverstappen1 Get the wheelchair ready

lando.jpg my cute amazing talented tan beautiful funny sexy hot sweet wife

⤷ yn so when are you gonna stop calling me your wife and actually make me one?

⤷ lando.jpg soon baby, trust me

⤷ danielricciardo This sounded so sweet

pierregasly My kinda guy 🤝🏽

yn my dad see’s these

⤷ landonorris are you cereal?? and you’ve never told me??? i’m to young to die

lilymhe babygirlll 😍😍

⤷ landonorris please, not today

mclaren Please stop posting things like this Lando it is bad for our image

⤷ landonorris that’s telling me to stop breathing I CANT it’s just who i am

charles_leclerc Okay but why is she so good at tennis?

⤷ yn what am i not good at? 😂

⤷ charles_leclerc Being nice 😖

⤷ yn i’m very nice just not to you

⤷ charles_leclerc I’ll sue you

⤷ landonorris I’ll drown you ❤️

🝮

yn

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yn my favorite puppy dog 🤍

landonorris awhhh you do love me 😘

landonorris ugh i’m touched

landonorris baby i’d follow you to the ends of the earth if you asked me to

landonorris sweetest brat ever

landonorris i’ve never loved anyone or anything like i love you

landonorris my one love forever

landonorris i’ll never get tired of loving you

landonorris there are no words that can describe my love for you

landonorris you have me wrapped around your finger

landonorris you’re so perfect i can’t fathom your beauty

landonorris most precious soul ever

landonorris i can’t imagine my life without you, you’ve changed me for the better

landonorris the yin to my yang

landonorris you complete me

landonorris i was made to love you

landonorris let’s fuck 🌹

⤷ oscarpiastri Almost had it

⤷ landonorris I CANT CHANGE WHO I AM OSCAR I WAS BORN LIKE THIS DID YOU NOT HEAR ME SAY I WAS MADE TO LOVE HER I’VE BEEN YEARNING FOR HER MY ENTIRE LIFE OSCAR LET ME LIVE

⤷ francolapinto a man who yearns is a man who earns ☝🏼

⤷ landonorris does this have some sort of double meaning?? cause i’ll kill you fr 🤞🏽

landonorris as i was saying, let’s fuck 💐

⤷ yn kay, i’ll meet you in the hotel room 😈

⤷ georgerussell63 IS SOMEBODY GONNA MATCH MY FREAK?? IS SOMEBODY GONNA MATCH MY NASTAYYYY???

[stories-and-chaos]

Helluva High

AU: Overlord Husk and Angel

[Little one shot inspired by @celestialalpacaron ‘s au of Husk and Angel. Valentino is a sore loser, but Husk has his spider’s back. Enjoy!

Word count 1065 Cw: cursing, emotional manipulation, trauma response (disclosure: I’ve never experienced trauma like this so I apologize if Angel’s reaction isn’t accurate.) ]

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Angel was frozen, stuck between fear and desire. His former boss, Valentino, was here. At Husk’s casino. Angel Dust had been working the tables for a couple months now. His looks, charisma, and reputation had him hustling patrons for all they were worth and more.

But despite that reputation (and all the salacious videos of him still being sold) he wasn’t for sale. Not for any amount of time or money. Husk was adamant on that. “You wanna sleep with someone off the clock, that’s your business,” he’d told Angel. “But do it because you want to, not because someone john is paying, got it?”

Now Val was here and Angel could barely help himself. The moth demon had grabbed his arm as he walked past. Now he was pulling the spider close, cooing sweet venomous words at the former porn star. “Angiiiiieee, I miss you baby. That mean old kitty won’t let me win you back. I need you Angel.” Val’s hand stroked up Angel’s thigh, sneaking under the slit in his gown. “I know you want me too, baby. No one can give you what you need, not like me.” One of his other hands grasped another of Angel’s arms. He hooked a finger of his fourth hand under Angel’s pearl choker, “Come on Angel, tell the kittycat to give me a shot at you. Then we can go home and I’ll make you feel so good you’ll forget all this ever happened.”

Angel’s breath caught. Everything about Valentino made him want to just melt away. His voice, his cigarette smoke, the hands stroking his limbs with a hint of claws. But Angel didn’t want to go back. His eyes darted back and forth in panic. He caught a flash of red wings, black fur, and gold eyes. “Do it because you want to…”

“Fuck!” he managed to gasp as he jerked back. The string of pearls snapped at the sudden movement. The iridescent orbs shimmered in the light as they clattered on the table and floor. “No…” he said, voice wavering.

Angel stood up as straight as he could. Valentino’s rage at being denied built quickly. He moved to grab Angel’s arm again but Angel stepped back. “I…I need a break boss,” he said as loud as he could.

“Take the night off babe. You’ve been working hard last few nights,” Husk said curtly as he stepped between Angel and Val. “Thought you knew better than that ‘Tino.” He faced the other Overlord as Angel dashed to the elevator. “Am I gonna have to throw you out?”

“Fuck, just let me play for him again. What do you want a crackwhore like him for anyway?”

“You ain’t got anything worth betting Angel for.” Four members of the casino security turned up to flank their leader. “Get out ‘Tino. If my boys don’t have to drag your ass out, I won’t charge you for the pearls.”

Val spun away, muttering “fucking furry ass prick, that twink bitch, goddamn assholes.” He squeaked in agitation as he stormed out.

Shortly after Valentino’s limo was gone, Husk took the elevator to the penthouse suites. Angel’s door was cracked open. All his arms were wrapped around himself as rocked on the bed. Husk knocked on the door with the top of his cane. The spider demon jerked, eyes blown wide enough that Husk could see the pupils in even the six small ones.

“He’s gone,” the gambler said mildly. Angel took a deep shaky breath. “You did good.” At Angel’s surprised look he continued, “I told you, anyone fucks with you, they answer to me.”

After a couple more breaths, Angel managed to reply. “Thanks boss. I’ll be back down in five.”

“Nah, you’ve got the night off. Call for room service, just go easy on the booze tonight.” Husk didn’t leave right away; he saw Angel retreating back into the cage of his own arms. The catlike demon sighed and strode through the room to throw the doors to the balcony open. “C’mere.”

Angel walked up hesitantly and placed his ringed hand in Husk’s outstretched one. Husk pulled him out into the night air. He smoothly wrapped an arm around Angel’s waist and lifted the lanky demon’s legs up with the other. Angel reflexively wrapped a set of arms around the other man’s shoulders. “Damn Whiskers, you’re stronger than you look!”

Husk gave a huff. He spread his wings and flapped into the sky. “Oh shit!” Angel yelled, now with four arms clinging to Husk.

“I gotcha babe.” He got enough altitude that they could see every part of the Pentagram with ease. “How’s this for a high?” he joked, smirking at Angel.

“Fuck…it’s a helluva view.” Angel scanned the city. His eyes locked onto Valentino’s porn studio. A tiny fuschia line was just pulling up to the street in front of it.

Husk realized where Angel was looking and shifted to block the Red Light District from view. “Nah, we’ve got better things to look at. There’s a lot more in Hell than that shitbag.”

The train of Angel’s gown fluttered in the air. The cool breeze and the sparkling city below, sounds muffled by distance, helped calm him. As the tension started to ease in his frame, Husk spoke.

“Things change quick here, especially between Overlords. You know that, with how fast ‘Tino lost you. So I ain’t gonna make promises I can’t keep. But for now, you’re mine Angel Dust, and no one fucks with what’s mine.” His gold irises gleamed as his smile turned harsh. “I don’t plan on wagering you, ever. Clear?”

Something cracked in Angel, a chip in the despair. “As crystal baby.” He sighed. “Thanks…Husk.”

A few more minutes and then Husk lowered them back to the balcony. “I need to head back down. Call room service, get some rest.” He took Angel’s hand and pressed a kiss to the back. “Let me know how you’re feeling tomorrow.”

Angel ordered food, changing out of gown and jewelry for an oversized shirt while it was arriving. He’d ordered a bunch of finger foods, easy to eat as he lounged. But he was surprised to find his favorite cocktail added to the cart. A card written in Husk’s handwriting leaned against the stem, “Just one tonight.” He snorted before taking a sip. He was starting to like this kind of pampering.

[panda-writes-kpop]

Demon! Dreamcatcher - Giving You A Helping Hand

a/n: i wrote this to help me with my dami b-day fic... so spoilers for that, perhaps? (this has nothing to do with the fic, i just had brain rot from my own idea... and wrote this instead of the fic 🤦‍♀️) I'll get back to requests and that fic eventually, I hope. 🫠

tw: lots of blood and gore for headcannons, demon eats human, the same human gets brutally murdered again and again, my opinions about what sin each girl represents, someone spits on a dead body, lots of death, DC are murder wives (literally)

♡ Masterlist ♡

Prompt - okay, this was pathetic. You couldn't even fight off one person who sent a right hook into your jaw. You didn't want to call her since she'll probably kill the person in front of you, but they started it by pulling out a switchblade.

Yeah, pleasantries went out the door a long time ago. Fuck, this was a bad idea.

Yet you still summon your girlfriend to your side.

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• Your girlfriend didn't have the most elegant summoning pose - she was in the middle of biting an invisible dish.

JiU - Demon of Gluttony

• Annoyed, she turns to you before smiling and going to greet you...

• -before she notices the small cut on your face.

• Her head snaps to the other direction, noticing the other person who looks terrified at Minji's sudden change in demeanor.

• "I've always wondered what human meat tastes like."

• She lunges and tackles the person to the ground, and you close your eyes as blood and guts fly everywhere

• Not a bit of human flesh lands on you before Minji calls your name.

• You open your eyes to see her wiping her face of blood (as if her clothes and hands aren't soaked in the color red).

SuA - Demon of Pride

• "C'mon, my dear, I've still got leftovers back in hell. Shall we enjoy them together?"

• She's happy you called her - why wouldn't you call the best demon girlfriend to assist you?

• Oh, someone's bothering you? SuA simply opens a portal to hell behind the person and nonchalantly flings them into the portal.

• "Don't worry, babe, I won't touch them. Cerberus will tear them to pieces. :)"

• You forget how terrifying (and hot) she is at times.

• SuA, without dropping her smile, approaches you and gently places her hand on your cheek.

• With a bit of mischievous demon magic, the cut on your face is healed without a scar to be seen.

• She grabs your hand and drags you to a nearby bar.

Siyeon - Demon of Lust

• "Let's go have fun and forget about that miserable person, baby. Doesn't that sound like a much better way to end the night?"

• Your girlfriend drips charisma as she appears in a brilliant display of pink smoke.

• Her eyes glance between the two of you as a wicked smile appears on her face.

• "Well, what do we have here?"

• Siyeon corners your opponent and pins them to a wall with one of her hands as the other strokes their face.

• "You're going to regret ever touching them, you wretched little thing." Her voice drips venom as your attacker's face changes from pleasure to fear.

• The darkness of the night hides the gorey scene as Siyeon, in a brutal display of power, rips every body part from the other person.

• Once she's done, with a snap of her fingers, the blood on her, the ground, and the cut on your face are completely gone.

Handong - Demon of Wrath

• "Now we can enjoy the night together without any disturbances, right?"

• There's no warning after you summon Handong. She simply goes into attack mode after spotting the other person.

• They scream in terror and pain, but she simply scoffs at them

• "Should've thought about that before you punched them, huh?"

• Of course she knows about that, your girlfriend knows about every time someone wrongs you so she can correct things in your favor.

• With nothing but her hands, she's literally ripped them to shreds in what must be a world record.

• "Didn't even put up a fight." She rolls her eyes before landing another punch to their body. "Tsk, what a shame."

• You're the one who has to pull her off of them, with a gentle reminder that the other person was dead a long time ago.

• "I want to make sure that there's no chance that resurrection can happen, my dear." She hisses before spitting on the body.

Yoohyeon - Demon of Greed

• She's not always like this, you swear.

• "Hey, I was busy planning another bank robbery that would be totally foolproof! What are you-"

• She pauses as she looks at you and then the other person.

• "Well, you'll work as bait for Cerberus so SuA doesn't interfere in my plans."

• She snaps her fingers and the other person disappears, but you swear you can hear them scream in the background as you talk to Yooh.

• "They'll have a quick death, I promise!" She squeezes your hands as you nod and agree.

• In her hand, she offers you a bandaid. When you go to grab it, however, she snatches the bandaid away from your grasp.

• "Let me do it, babe!" She whines before opening up the bandaid. "It's the least I can do."

Dami - Demon of Envy

• She's awfully cute for a terrifying, murderous demon.

• She has a less flashier entrance than the other demons, and a less visible response to the other person.

• Her way of handling things is much less brutal. She simply places both of her hands on the person before gently pushing them against the wall.

• Their eye color changes to orange before running off while muttering on about coveting things or people (you can't really tell).

• Dami's attention turns to you as she wipes away any bruises, marks, or blood with the touch of her hand.

• "Are you alright, my dear?"

• Once you've fully reassure her that you're okay, you ask her why she didn't murder the other person in front of you.

• "I know that violence will scare you away, and that's the last thing I want. You shouldn’t be scared of me, darling."

Gahyeon - Demon of Sloth

• For someone who was created to be an incarnate version of envy, she sure doesn't show it off a lot.

• You've summoned her to you, but she's sleeping while standing up.

• So much for getting help from the demon representing sloth. You should probably know better at this point.

• When your attacker tries to approach you with the knife, Gahyeon holds out her arm and catches the other person's arm.

• She then proceeded to harshly throw them into a wall, giving them a quick death with a lot of head trauma.

• Without waking up, she sleep walks over to you. (How does she not fall over her own feet?)

• "There's something on your cheek." She mumbles in her sleep as you touch your face. "You should fix that."

• Thanks, Gahyeon, that's really helpful.

• "I'm going back to bed and I need a pillow." She says before pulling you into her arms. "You're coming with me."

• You can't break out of her grasp as she sinks into the ground, but you give up and accept your fate. That's simply how your girlfriend is.

[princesssmars]

unexpected

an ellabs x black!streamer!reader

some times your viewers expect you're in a relationship, and one time you spell it out clearly for them.

wc : 1.860

contains : reader is feminine ! the picture is more lightskin but all shades can read <333 ltlvc reference

a/n : coming up with chat usernames is so hard what the fawk??? but yeah while i ignore trolls the ones under these tags were pissing me off so i wrote this for my fellow black girlies <333 i hope u enjoy :)

lets get one thing out of the way, you loved being a streamer. now that you had a good following of a few thousand regular watchers, you were more than financially stable, got to do something you enjoyed as a job, and even made a few new streaming friends.

but when it came to those friends, every content creator knew simple friendships could stir up drama. you had heard of many cases of friendships being strained or ruined because of this job. more specifically because of the fans.

which is why you took an oath to leave finer details like relationships out of your work. if you did tell a story about that time you and your friends nearly got kicked out of a local mall's journey's, you would keep descriptions of friends brief and blank, even resorting to calling people "friend number one, friend number two..."

luckily most of your fans were more than understanding that you wanted to keep some of your life private.

most of them.

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case one : the first p.o. box

it was another po box opening stream you decided to start early in the day, wanting to show and appreciate chat with the things they got for you.

lululemonsz : babe i hope its a new keyboard urs is on a iv drip !

wariolover96 : open it open the box OPEN IT

shelovedantee : damn is there a bomb in it hurry up

you laughed looking at all the people in chat begging you to open the current package in your hand.

"everybody chill out. look, im gonna open the first one now."

you quickly got a pair of scissors to cut off the packing tape on both ends, hurrying to pull the cardboard from its place.

the chat started speeding up when your mouth fell open in shock, slowly reaching in and pulling out the keyboard. it was sleek, mechanical, and your favorite color.

biiiigpoo : omg isnt that thing like $250?

lululemonsz : this as the first gift is CRAZY

ilovestardewmc1237 : one of your viewers is in love with you

you couldn't even respond, turning the keyboard over and back again to admire the details of it. out of the corner of your eye you spot a little yellow sticky note at the bottom, bringing it up to read it without letting the camera see. once you got to the end, your eyes widened and you quickly moved on to the next gifts.

but the light reflecting from your window and monitor was enough for chat to see a few letters on the note. after that, your fandom quickly began talking of a person named "A" who had not only the money to get you crazy expensive keyboards, but was also able to fluster you with a small note.

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case two : the search history.

every so often, your mods would host little events on your stream. these could include giveaways, shitty chat therapy, and little games for everyone to play. today it was a challenege : the more bits people donated, the crazier stuff you had to do for them. it was all pretty tame, and the end goal was one you didnt think you'd manage to hit.

never doubt the power of charisma and a pretty face, because after only three hours you manged to reach that two thousand dollar mark, and chat was raving at what you'd have to reveal next : your search history.

ariagatorr : damn this lowkey invasive 💀

devonchcgo22 : and we dont give a fuck

plantsnparsnip : right open that shit up

"i hate yall, do you know that? like genuinely." you groaned, slowly movied your mouse to open your chrome history.

there wasn't much for chat to bully you about thankfully, just some light teasing about how much you use pinterest and asking what it was you bought on etsy. and just when you thought you were done, someone had to open their big damn mouth.

pian0picass0 : wait a minute why did you open ellies stream THREE times ????

chat started moving faster as they read the comment, everyone asking you to open the stream and show them what was going on. sucking your teeth and denying them as you had shown them what they wanted!

after quickly wrapping up the stream and giving your thanks and goodbyes, a portion of viewers went on a manhunt for any ellie who was streaming at the moment.

once clicking on the stream, they found it was just a casual stream with ellie. she was obviously pretty, but was super laid-back in her jeans and converse as she strummed some songs on her guitar.

"oh hey, welcome to the stream i guess. any requests? i was gonna practice some radiohead because my friend asked for it."

pian0picass0 : hey ellie! do you know who (y/u) is by any chance?

"'sup casso. uhhhh no i dont think i do. did she send yall over here? maybe ill check her channel out."

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case three : the enhanced dm's

"everybody shut the fuck up and lets start this stupid thing."

this was it, one of your biggest streams of the year. and also the most fun. and most aggravating.

the gist was simple. you and 5 other streamers were thrown into a discord call and whoever lasted the longest through the sleep deprivation and challenges won a heap of cash.

what the hell was it with you getting screwed over by challenges?

it didn't seem that bad. the host, a close friend of yours, told you to share your screen so everyone could decide something to tweet from your twitter.

now, your friends in the call didn't notice what was on your screen when you shared it, and if they did they didn't say anything. but never doubt the perseverance of your crazy ass viewers, because one took the liberty to see exactly what you were saying in that split second they could see your dm's, because they swore they knew that profile picture...

abby : don't worry you'll do fine

abby : you're not gonna get embarrassed by any of the challenges

abby : i hope

y/n : seriously

abby : come onn you know i'm rooting for you &lt;3

y/n : aww thanks bee

abby : yup. for the whole event i'm gonna be your personal cheerleader ^3^

y/n : oooo you gonna put on a uniform for me?

abby : don't push it.

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case four : the voice chat slip up

at this point, there was no point in acting like you didn't know the two streamers.

the first was abby. mostly posted fitness, health, and lifestyle videos on youtube, but would occasionally go live on twitch to talk with her fans or stream herself working out at the gym.

(you may or may not have admitted live that you found her by watching a few of her workout streams. whoops.)

and then there was ellie, a gaming streamer who was known for being chill and quiet when playing music but as loud as a plane engine when playing cs:go. don't even get her started on cod.

but luckily you'd manage to convince her to play some games with you on your latest stream! some stardew, maybe some overcooked. even if she kept burning all of the damn food.

leave it to ellie williams to always surprise you, though.

when you hear the du-dum of the discord join noise, your face lights up and your mouth opens to greet ellie before she beats you to it.

"ok, babe, which game we playin first?"

to make a long story shot, your chat went ballistic and you gave a stern talking to the red head after the stream ended.

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case five : the instagram post

most of the time you leave most of your notifications off to avoid your phone sounding like a constant alarm. but you're guessing your recent endeavor of babysitting your cute but horrifically grabby nephew screwed you over, because before you know it the sound of dozens on instagram notifications are waking you up and pushing your bonnet from where it slipped down your eyes before unlocking your phone.

at first it seems like a normal picture abby posted, standing in front of a mirror in her living room , flexing her arm and covered in a thin sheen of sweat after an apparent workout session. ever the show off.

but when you zoomed into a blip of color in the background, your eyes almost pop out of your head when you see it.

its you and ellie, you sitting in her lap while she showed you some stupid meme on her phone she said reminded her of you.

the post was only thirty minutes old but already had a few thousand comments, the previes of 'OMG?????' and "no fucking way" giving you a hint to what people were thinking.

you turned off your phone, tossed it back on the nightstand and went back to sleep.

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case six : the joint stream

y/nsstan69 : not an unscheduled stream ??? is it judgement day ???

onlycuntz : "ft surprise guest" girl we aren't stupid

you had to hide the smile from appearing on your face as you read through the comments of your chat. you knew some of them were probably smart enough to know what was going on. the three of you hadn't really been discrete in the days following abby's slip up post, and viewers jumped at the chance to point you out in the background of some of her workout videos. and to point out how you were staring at her.

assholes.

so, here you sat in the comfort of your cute gaming chair ready to tell chat the big news with your special guest.

"so, i bet some of you are wondering why im streaming off schedule, but i had something big in my personal life that i wanted to tell you guys! in a few minutes my gest should be here..."

your voice trailed off as you kept your eye on chat, seeing a bunch of comments that you werent expecting from this big announcement.

motionpickers : lmaooooo are they serious

lululemonsz : she's gonna be so pissed

you begin to turn around in your chair when two pairs of lips press a kiss to each of your cheeks.

"you guys are so unserious."

"and you are so bad at hiding things." ellie pulls up and extra chair and rolls it up to yours so her knees touch yours. she tugs your hand into hers to sit on her lap, ignoring when you pinch her with your nails.

"ignore her. we could tell what you were doing and figured we should all do it together," abby is on your other side, resting her hip on the arm of your chair. "so, go ahead. it's pretty obvious already."

"wow, thanks for the support you guys."

"anytime, hun."

uhuhstasia : i literally cant tell whos luckier

niatargaryen : IS ANYBODY ELSE FREAKNG OUT

ilovestardewmc1237 : is it appropiate to say i called this

[atlasthegreatest]

The Way You Make Me Feel / Park Sooyoung x Gender Neutral Reader

Which, the push-and-pull relationship between Joy and Y/n starts turning into something more.

Word count: 2863

Joy sat in the corner booth of a small café tucked away from the bustling streets of Seoul, her hoodie pulled low over her head. The smell of fresh coffee and the chatter of patrons swirled around her, but her attention was fixed on her phone—waiting. Nervous energy buzzed through her limbs. They were late, as always. But with them, everything was always on their own time.

“Yo.”

She looked up, and there they were—Kim Y/n, lead rapper of Neon Dream, an idol group that lived up to its name with its unpredictable energy and charisma. Y/n had the same playful smirk they always wore, the kind that made trouble seem like a promise. Their black leather jacket hung loosely on their frame, and their hair recently dyed an electric blue, flopped messily over their forehead.

“You’re late.” Joy’s voice was sharp, but the corners of her lips betrayed a slight smile.

Y/n plopped down across from her, unbothered. “Traffic, babe. You know how it is.”

Joy rolled her eyes but felt her heart skip in that familiar way it always did when they called her “babe.” There was a cockiness to them that would’ve been insufferable on anyone else. On Y/n, it felt like music—like the way a beat drops right when you need it most.

“You ordered for me, right?” they asked, leaning forward with their elbows on the table. Y/n’s fingers brushed hers as if by accident. A spark. Joy snatched her hand back, pretending to adjust the sleeve of her hoodie.

“I’m not your personal assistant.”

Y/n grinned, a full smile this time, and Joy hated how easily it made her forgive them. “But you love me,” they said, half a joke, half something more.

Joy scoffed, but her heart was racing. They’d been caught in this push-and-pull dance for months now. At first, it had been harmless flirting backstage at music shows, shared glances at award ceremonies, or late-night texts that always started with “you up?” and ended with “goodnight :)” long after midnight. Somewhere along the way, though, those moments had started meaning more—at least to her.

Being an idol was complicated enough without catching feelings. They weren’t supposed to fall for each other. Not in this industry, where every move was scrutinized and every relationship either a scandal or a secret. But Y/n didn’t seem to care about the rules. That was the problem—and the thrill.

“Why do you always act like you’re not into me?” Y/n asked, drumming their fingers on the table, the rhythm matching the beat of her racing heart. “We both know you are.”

Joy leaned back, crossing her arms. “You’re awfully confident for someone who shows up late.”

They tilted their head, studying her with that infuriatingly charming gaze. “C’mon, Sooyoung. I know I get on your nerves, but you love it. Admit it.”

Joy hated how right they were. She hated how easily Y/n saw through her. But what she hated most was that they made her feel alive in a way she hadn’t felt in years. The exhausting grind of being an idol, the pressure to be perfect—it all faded when she was with them. With Y/n, life felt messy and unpredictable. It felt real.

“You think I love being annoyed?” she shot back, but there was no bite in her words.

Y/n chuckled, leaning closer. “You love me.”

Joy’s breath hitched. Y/n was too close now, close enough for her to see the tiny scar above their eyebrow from a dance practice gone wrong. Close enough to smell the faint hint of cologne clinging to their jacket. Close enough to make her forget everything except the way her heart pounded against her ribcage.

For a moment, the world shrank to just the two of them—the café fading into the background, the noise of the city outside distant and irrelevant. Their gaze locked on hers, and she felt it: that electric spark, the magnetic pull that always seemed to draw her toward them no matter how hard she tried to resist.

“You drive me crazy,” she whispered, more to herself than to them.

Y/n grinned a slow, lazy smile that made her feel like the only person in the world. “The feeling’s mutual.”

Before she could respond, the waiter arrived with their drinks, breaking the moment. Joy took a sip of her iced latte, hoping it would cool the heat rising to her cheeks.

“So,” Y/n said, as if nothing had happened, “what’s the plan for today? Sneak out the back and avoid the fans? Or do you wanna walk around and give Dispatch something to write about?”

She glared at them, but it was half-hearted. “You’re impossible.”

“And you love it,” they said again, with that same cocky grin that made Joy want to strangle them and kiss them at the same time.

They finished their drinks in companionable silence, the kind of silence that felt easy, like slipping into an old song you never forgot the lyrics to.

When they finally left the café, Y/n reached for her hand without hesitation, lacing their fingers through hers. Joy’s first instinct was to pull away, but she didn’t. She let them hold her hand as they walked down the street, their steps perfectly in sync.

The city buzzed around them, but Joy felt like she was floating. With Y/n, everything felt brighter, louder, and more. Like a song that made you want to dance even when you were tired, a beat that refused to let you stand still.

She glanced at them from the corner of her eye. Y/n caught her looking and winked.

And in that moment, Joy knew: Y/n wasn’t just trouble—they were the kind of trouble she’d never want to live without.

The way they made her feel? It was dangerous. It was exhilarating.

It was everything.

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The streets of Seoul buzzed with life as Joy and Y/n strolled side by side, hands intertwined. Neon signs flickered overhead, reflecting off the rain-slicked pavement, and the cool night air wrapped around them like a whispered secret. For once, the ever-watchful eyes of fans and media felt distant, almost nonexistent.

Y/n’s hand squeezed hers, anchoring her to the moment, as if to say: Right now, it’s just us.

“Hungry?” Y/n asked, casting her a sidelong glance.

Joy gave them a sly smile. “Depends. Are you paying?”

They grinned, their playful charm in full force. “What kind of noble would I be if I didn’t?”

“Ah, so you do have manners. That’s new.”

Y/n laughed, a sound so genuine it made Joy’s chest tighten. It was moments like these—carefree, stolen from the pressures of their world—that made her wonder how long they could keep this up. The easy jokes, the shared glances, the stolen touches. A part of her was waiting for reality to catch up, for the world to remind them that idols weren’t supposed to feel this way about each other.

But for now, reality could wait.

They ended up in a tiny ramen shop tucked away in an alley, the kind of place that didn’t care who you were as long as you had cash. The owner glanced at them but said nothing, too used to couples sneaking in for quiet dinners away from prying eyes.

Y/n slid into the booth first, and Joy followed, their knees brushing under the table. The warmth of the tiny contact sent a shiver through her. She hated how easily they got under her skin.

They ordered for both of them without asking, and she didn’t complain—Y/n knew what she liked by now. That realization stirred something deep within her, something she wasn’t quite ready to name.

As they waited for their food, Y/n leaned back, drumming their fingers lazily on the table. “So, what’s the plan after this? Are you gonna pretend you’re too busy to hang out again?”

Joy gave them a knowing look. “I am busy. You do realize I have a comeback next week, right?”

Y/n rolled their eyes. “Come on, we both know you could dance that routine in your sleep.”

She narrowed her eyes at them, but they just smirked. They always knew how to push her buttons—just enough to make her mad, but never enough to drive her away.

“I don’t know how you get away with being so laid-back,” Joy muttered, shaking her head.

“Easy,” Y/n said, propping their chin on their hand and grinning. “I’ve got charm. And looks. And talent.”

Joy laughed despite herself. “You’re ridiculous.”

“You love it,” they replied, their eyes twinkling.

There it was again—that line tossed out like a casual joke but heavy with something deeper. Something dangerous.

The ramen arrived, and for a while, they ate in comfortable silence, the sounds of clinking chopsticks and quiet slurps filling the space between them. It was a strange sort of peace, one Joy hadn’t realized she’d been missing until now.

When they finished, Y/n paid—just like they’d promised—and they slipped back into the night. The streets were quieter now, the city winding down for the evening.

As they walked, Y/n pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. It was a bold move, even for them, and Joy’s heart thumped loudly in her chest. But she didn’t push them away.

“You know,” Y/n murmured, their voice low and smooth, “if we keep doing this, someone’s gonna find out.”

Joy’s steps faltered slightly, but Y/n’s arm tightened around her, steadying her. “Are you scared?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

They looked down at her, their expression softer than she���d ever seen it. “Not really,” they admitted. “But I think you are.”

Joy bit her lip, unable to deny it. She was scared. Scared of what this could mean for her career, for her image, for everything she’d worked so hard to build. But more than that, she was scared of how much she wanted this—wanted them.

Y/n stopped walking, turning to face her fully. The streetlights cast a soft glow over their features, making them look almost too perfect to be real. “Sooyoung,” they said, their voice serious for once, “I don’t care about the rules. I care about you.”

Joy’s breath caught in her throat. They weren’t joking this time. There was no teasing grin, no playful glint in their eyes—just pure, unfiltered honesty.

“I know it’s complicated,” they continued, “but… I like the way we make each other feel. And I don’t want to lose that just because the world might not understand.”

It was reckless. It was dangerous. It was everything she shouldn’t want.

And yet, standing there in the glow of the streetlights, with Y/n’s hand warm and steady on hers, Joy realized that maybe—just maybe—some things were worth the risk.

She took a step closer, closing the space between them. “You’re trouble,” she whispered, but there was no real conviction in her words.

Y/n smiled, a slow, knowing grin. “The best kind.”

And then, before she could overthink it, she leaned up and kissed them.

It was soft at first, tentative as if testing the waters. But when Y/n responded—their hand slipping to the small of her back, pulling her closer—it was like everything fell into place.

For once, there were no cameras, no fans, no managers telling them what they could and couldn’t be. There was just this moment. Just them.

When they finally pulled away, breathless and grinning, Y/n rested their forehead against Joy’s. “So, what now?” they whispered.

Joy smiled a real smile, the kind she hadn’t felt in a long time. “Now,” she said, “we see where this takes us.”

And for the first time in forever, she felt free.

Bonus chapter:

It was past midnight, and the world outside their little bubble was fast asleep—or at least that’s what Joy told herself as she tiptoed through the dimly lit hallway. She glanced around the empty corridor, her heart pounding in her chest. Technically, this was risky. If anyone saw her sneaking out of her dorm at this hour, it could set off a scandal. But there were some things in life worth risking everything for.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket.

Y/n: You coming, or do I have to break in?

She rolled her eyes, but a smile tugged at her lips.

Joy: Stay put. Five minutes.

She tugged the hood of her oversized jacket further over her head and slipped into the stairwell, moving quickly but quietly. The thrill of sneaking away made her pulse race with something she couldn’t quite name—excitement, maybe, or the delicious taste of rebellion.

At the back entrance of the building, Y/n waited, leaning casually against the wall, hands stuffed into their leather jacket. The familiar electric blue strands of their hair peeked out from under a baseball cap. Their grin lit up the darkness when they spotted her.

“You made it,” Y/n said softly, as if they were conspirators in a heist.

Joy shook her head, suppressing a laugh. “Barely. You know I could get in so much trouble for this, right?”

“Yeah,” Y/n said, stepping closer until their bodies were nearly touching. “But doesn’t it make it more fun?”

And there it was—the dangerous spark she felt whenever they were together like they were dancing on the edge of something thrilling and impossible.

“Where are we going?” Joy whispered, breathless already.

“You’ll see.” Y/n took her hand without hesitation, lacing their fingers through hers. “Trust me.”

They slipped into the night, moving like shadows through the empty streets. The cool breeze carried the distant hum of the city, but at this moment, it felt like the world belonged only to them. Y/n led her through narrow alleys and hidden paths until they reached a small park perched on a hill. The park was deserted, the trees swaying gently under the moonlight, and the city skyline stretched endlessly below them.

“Ta-da,” Y/n said, spreading their arms dramatically. “Our secret spot.”

Joy blinked in surprise. “How did you find this place?”

They gave her a mischievous grin. “I have my ways.”

Joy shook her head, amused, but she had to admit it was beautiful. The city looked different from up here—less chaotic, more peaceful. Like everything was exactly where it was supposed to be.

Y/n flopped down on the grass, tugging her down with them. She landed beside them with a quiet laugh, her heart feeling light in a way it rarely did.

They lay there in comfortable silence for a while, the cool grass beneath them and the night sky above. Sooyoung turned her head to look at Y/n. Their profile was sharp under the moonlight, their usual cocky expression replaced by something softer, quieter.

“What are you thinking about?” she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Y/n smiled without looking at her. “How crazy this all is.”

Joy raised an eyebrow. “Crazy how?”

They finally turned to meet her gaze, their dark eyes gleaming with something that made her breath catch. “Crazy how I can’t stop thinking about you,” Y/n said, their voice low and serious. “Even when I know I shouldn’t.”

Joy’s heart stuttered in her chest. It was one thing to flirt, to exchange teasing words in the safety of cafes and backstage rooms. But this? This was real. And it terrified her as much as it thrilled her.

“Y/n…” she started, but they cut her off with a small, lopsided grin.

“I know,” Y/n said softly. “This is dangerous. But I don’t care.”

Before Jou could say anything else, Y/n reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, their fingers lingering against her skin. The warmth of their touch spread through her like a slow-burning fire.

“Tell me to stop,” they whispered, their voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart.

Joy’s breath hitched, but she didn’t say a word. She couldn’t.

Because the truth was, she didn’t want them to stop.

Y/n’s gaze flickered to her lips, and for a moment, everything else faded away—their careers, the risks, the expectations. All that mattered was this moment, suspended between them like a held breath.

And then, slowly, deliberately, Y/n kissed her.

It wasn’t like their first kiss—soft and tentative, testing the waters. This one was deeper, more certain, like a promise that neither of them fully understood yet. Joy melted into them, her hands gripping the front of their jacket as if to anchor herself to the moment.

When they finally pulled away, both of them breathless, Y/n rested their forehead against hers, their grin back in place. “We’re in trouble now, aren’t we?”

Joy let out a soft laugh, her heart still pounding in her chest. “The best kind of trouble,” she whispered.

They stayed like that for a while, tangled up in each other under the night sky, knowing that the world would come crashing back in the morning. But for now, it was just them—two people, stealing moments from a world that would never understand.

And in those moments, everything felt perfect.

[byllsbytch]

Meeting Mummy Kaulitz

I kept walking to the mirror, harshly critiquing my outfit.

"ugh this skirts too short" I grumbled walking back over to my wardrobe for the 167th time in 5 minutes.

"Your skirt looks fine y/n, stop changing you clothes" Whined bill, his head glued to the magazine in his hands.

"No it doesn't look 'FINE' it looks whore-ish and I don't want your Mum to view me like that Bill."

"Babe you look good in anything you wear stop being so scared about what my Mum will think." Tom chimed in.

I whipped my head around, forgetting I was just on call with my new boyfriend, Tom.

"Oh shush Tom, I don't need your advice," I bickered annoyed that I couldn't find anything. "Besides, like I said for the 52nd time, I want to make a good impression."

"Well I personally think that if Tom said its alright then its alright, after all I think we would know we live with our Mum right?" Bill muttered as I walked over to my phone perched on the bench that my makeup was scattered across.  

"Nope. Nup. Nadda. Tonight is not the night to meet your Mum Tom... I'm sorry can we just do it another time."

"Come on Babe please, she really wants to meet you"

"Tomorrow, can we just still go on our date and I'll meet her tomorrow after I go to the shops and find something appropriate to wear."

"Pft, fine but it HAS to be tomorrow."

"Chickenshit" Bill coughed shrugging his shoulders. 

"I'm coming past to grab you now." 

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We headed back to toms house to grab his stuff so he could stay the night at mine after a dreamy date night at the ice cream parlour.

Tom pulled up to the drive way of his house and parked the car. 

"I'll be back," He said as he got out the car and headed inside the lighted house. 

I waited in the passenger seat playing around with the chair and sun visor. I knew he was going to take forever so I started rummaging through his glove box. To no surprise I found condoms, loyalty cards, cigarettes, a bouncy ball and lube in there and chuckled to myself shutting the door. I couldn't sit still for long and started twiddling my fingers. 

I'd seen tom's dreads peek out from behind the door. He called towards me but I couldn't hear him. 

"What?" I yelled, squinting at him trying to read his lips. He repeated himself again with no success and I got out of the car into the cold air. 

"Mum wants to meet you!" He called again. 

"What?! Like right now?" I asked widening my eyes. 

I wore a skimpy, skin tight dress that showed a lot of cleavage and had my makeup done excessively. In summary, I kinda looked like a hooker- I might be exaggerating but if my sons girlfriend looked like me I would not let her in. 

"Yeah babe, maybe not right now. I told you I'll meet her tomorrow" I cringed. 

"Why not?" He questioned. "She'll love you" 

"Tom have you seen what I'm wearing? Its not some dainty, churchy, sun dress." 

"But its sexy? Mum isn't into that whole sweetheart look" Tom replied confused. "You look beautiful in my eyes, that all that matters." 

"Can you at least chuck me a jacket to put on?"

"Uhhh, no... it will ruin the look" 

I stood still and threw my head back, my eyes were squeezed shut. I took a deep breath. This is so embarrassing. I approached the front door in shame.

Tom's mother, Simone, was an important person in his life, and I wanted to make a good impression.

I couldn't help but feel both excited and nervous. As I walked into his childhood home, I couldn't help but be struck by its charm. Simone greeted me at the end of the hallway with a warm smile and open arms. A weight had fallen from my shoulders, she immediately accepted me. She was a kind and elegant woman, and it was clear where Tom and Bill had inherited their warmth and charisma.

"Welcome, dear," she said, hugging me tightly. "It's lovely to finally meet you." She took a step back to see me fully again. "Wow, Tom really is batting above average,"

I blushed at the comment and looked down at the floor smiling.

Bill, appeared beside Simone, in his robe. I'd never really seen him dressed down, without the makeup and hairspray " Y/N!," he boasted, flinging his arms around me. 

Simone was incredibly welcoming, making me feel like a part of their family from the very beginning. We spent the late night sipping tea and sharing stories. She shared stories of Tom's childhood, his love for music, and the challenges he had faced on his journey to success. "Y/N," she said, "I can see how much he cares for you. You're a wonderful addition to his life."

I thanked her for her kind words and shared my own feelings about Tom. It was a moment of mutual understanding and appreciation, and I felt even closer to Tom's family.

Bill also entertained us with stories from their childhood, and I couldn't help but laugh at the twins' playful rivalry. 

As the night drew to a close, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the time I had spent with Tom's family. We had shared laughter, heartfelt conversations, and created memories in that small window of time that I would cherish forever. Simone and Bill saw us off at the door, and Simone hugged me tightly, saying, "You're always welcome here, Y/N. I really hope to see you again soon." Bill grinned and added, "Yeah, Tommy won't let you get away that easily." 

Tom and I shared a knowing glance, our love strengthened by the bonds we had formed with his family. As we drove away to head back to my house, I knew that this meeting had marked a significant chapter in our relationship, one filled with love, acceptance, and the promise of a bright future together.

[kittenintheden]

Not Your Sweetheart Ch 41 - My Mother Told Me

Not Your Sweetheart Chapter 41 - My Mother Told Me

Once, there was a haunted bluegrass-playing half-elf bard with a dark past who met a charmingly cringefail elven vampire with a dark past and they flirted one another into oblivion until they fell in love. They collect a group of delightful chucklefucks on the road and they all banter their way through the darkness to face their demons and save the world together.

A retelling of the campaign written with sitcom-level dialogue and tons of found family and healing from trauma tropes. Very Schitt's Creek but with more violence.

AKA 18 Charisma bard sees through 10 Charisma vamp-boy's bullshit and falls for him anyway. But he falls first.

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We take a journey back to Astarion's childhood and things are very beautiful and also ruined. Read on AO3. Also I'm on Twitter now.

Commissioned piece of the dorks by the fantastically talented @hamrikaa (see the full thing in Ch 10).

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Labor is intense, but also quick, all things considered. In a matter of hours, the midwife holds a tiny, new, wailing baby elf in hand. She clears out the baby’s airways and lifts him to place directly on Nora’s heaving chest.

“Baby boy, looks to be,” the healer coos softly, brushing Nora’s hair out of her tear-streaked face. “Seems he couldn’t wait to get out and see the world.”

Nora laughs, half-delirious from relief and the hormones flooding her system. “Like his mama,” she says tearfully. She swallows and rubs her hand over her son’s cheek and feels his tiny heart flutter against hers. He is pink and scrunched up and his head of silver curls is matted to his skin with afterbirth and muck.

He is so beautiful.

And she is his mama.

Tears pool and spill from the corners of her eyes as she smiles, and smiles, and smiles.

Around her, the healer and her assistants bustle around to make sure she and the baby are well, letting them have their moment. Eventually, the midwife says, “Do you know what you’ll call him?”

Nora glances over his starlit hair again and sees the barest hint of muddled newborn blue-gray-green in his eyes as he glares unfocused at the world as if it’s wronged him by existing.

“Astarion,” she breathes, another crystal tear falling from her cheek and lighting on the babe’s hair. And because she cannot deny him this, will never be able to deny him anything, she gives him her own family name should he ever want to follow it back. “Astarion Ancunín.”

[unsleepingtales]

The one gift daylight savings has given me is that for one week, burrow’s end comes out at 11 pm instead of midnight. Onwards!

Ooh what’s the group name gonna be

(tense yet whimsical music)

Spectacular

Ooh yay puppet show again

God they’re so creepy

OOOOOOH it’s so good it’s so good

AVA

Her charisma is SO low 😭

BABE why would you say that

Brennan and Siobhan my HEART that was beautiful

Beautifully done

Oh they’re all so insane <3

Brennan is so good at cutting right to the core of Daughter Experiences

The worldbuilding here is incredible Aabria I am in awe

Girl I saw you almost say weapons 👀

This is so fucking funny

Human remains??

Oh the rehearsed propaganda is so much

(Erika lets loose a savage battle cry)

The new yorker analogy <3

They’re all so In It

GIRL

W h a t

Babe that’s radiation poisoning

REAL

You JUST met clothes

Aabria & twins that are impossible to tell apart 2 for 2

Them <3

He’s so good at this actually

Rogues ftwwwww

I’m so excited to see how Izzy handles Arcane Trickster things bc I will be taking notes

Oh these children are going to have to go to school

I’ve never seen anything 💀

Such a ten year old asshole moment <3

That little smug flipping off

She just has an aneurysm or something

So it is some version of human language

SO GOOD SO COOL

But also how have none of them noticed the thing on the back of their clipboards

Biting the walls rn.

Couples that game together destroy erasers together <3

Saving throw??

Oh ok she’s Actually having a thing

“This is a safe space-” “Deception Check!!” The immediate cutoff 💀

What’s the point of me anymore 😭😭

OH LORD

Why I oughttaaa

Tonic immobility! Neat!

Parenting!

I too hold my collarbone when I get nervous

Oh Tula’s gonna love that…

He was so sure he wanted to keep the kids with him for the day and so quickly regretted that

They’re so good!!

Bryan Cranston

Thank you Brennan for highlighting that joke

Love the split screen moment

Girl

OK IM GLAD ITS NOT JUST ME WHO THINKS THE BRITISH GRADING SYSTEM IS BIZARRE I’m currently studying here and the idea that I could get a 50 on the essay I turned in yesterday and that would be a pretty good mark is batshit to me

Also how are we up to #42? Will there be a complete list somewhere at the end of the season?

Oh god Tula’s so real for that

The immediate emotional and physical crash after prolonged stress once there’s safety

They’ve immediately started calling it population control instead of population support lmao

You’ve been here less than a day you can chill a Bit

In neverafter we were on the road to shoeberg, now we’re on the road to hats :)

Erika has SO many werthers

The tonal shift from Tula talking to her family to Tula talking in a diplomatic sense is fascinating

Ohohohohoh girl

Babe

That’s a teenager

Sweetheart

What is Brennan planning why am I nervous

That is so not how that works

Honey oh god

Memory check <3

Oh Erika handled that so well

Why is D20 dealing so much with grief rn. I didn’t need this.

(I did need this I didn’t want it I know that’s the point but god)

I love character choices

What is happening

YES rocky horror ref and YES Brennan’s Tim Curry impression

Oh god the new student anxiety is so real

Oh ok it straight up is real world radiation I thought maybe it would be like. Fictional parallel or allegory situation but nope straight up this is nuclear radiation

My name is Normal Size Jaysohn and my sister can read

The most sidekick-y kid 😭 PLEASE

Siobhan <3

Bi jaysohn

They’re teenagers now and it SHOWS

When’re the bnei mitzvot?

I love our little fourth wall stunts

Siobhan looks so cool like legitimately I know she’s doing a bit as a student trying to look cool but she looks great

Aabria and her consequences <3

What the fuck is happening

What

Why have they started a GANG

Ok well at least he not congested anymore

Never mind

He grows up and becomes one of those guys always chewing tobacco but it’s mint

Troubling. This is incredibly troubling.

Jaysohn-

Siobhan has had her leg up this whole time <3

Thorn 😭

Jesus Christ

Aaaand the party’s back together :)

Help her out here man

She’s so seventeen years old

Keep it together-

Oh god

AVA

She’s so eldest daughter

We gotta get through the series.

BARBARA STOATSAND

Oh yeah because leaving the kids with Thorn went so incredibly well an hour ago

The emotional manipulation involved in every aspect of this

Checkitoutcheckitoutcheckitout

Real tears at the table 💜

What a rollercoaster

Plus NINETEEN

Avaaaa

BOX OF DOOM MY FRIEND

Brennan and Siobhan sitting next to each other is so fun

HELL YEAH BABE

Chill this is all chill

WHAT

He’s unfairly good looking

This is so cool Aabria oh my god

What the fuck man

YEAH NO SHIT

Horrifying. Truly? Legitimately? Horrifying.

Well maybe they know something about the blue

I don’t think anyone ever hid that from you? Maybe I’m having trouble distinguishing in game vs above game conversation but I thought that had already been brought up

Ok so they did already know this. Glad I’m not losing it

Oh shit

Clover. Like the crushed clover from the story. God.

Good for her getting the breakdown and rant she deserves

The tears at the table today

Oh that one hurt coming out huh

Terrifying! Good god!

Augh

A lie oh god oh fuck

WHAT

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

Oh the theater kid energy is palpable

hell.

next week looks insane oh god.

ANYWAY this was fun see you next week I guess <3

[justicerikai]

Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #91 Tenant

Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.

Let me know if I missed something!

TL note:

山ズボラの助 (yamazubora no suke) is an other one of Rikai’s name-isms. ズボラ (zubora) means slovenly. The way this name is formatted is like an old clan name, ex. Suke of the Yamazubora Clan. I believe 助 (suke) also has the double meaning of being called babe/chick/broad (basically, he’s belittling them). Due to my previous take on making such an instance a literary reference of some kind, this pattern continued here too. 

奉死 is a pun on 奉仕 (free service), both are pronounced as houshi. The former has the kanji 死 for death in it, however. The way I translated 奉仕 to begin with as ‘free service’ makes it a hard one to play it off from. Thus, I have opted to also translate 奉仕 as deference to be able to make a pun out of it as the original. 

無免 (mumen) is used in the context of being without a (driving) license. Think of One Punch Man’s Mumen Rider. Has been changed to illegal to keep it short.

Rikai getting on Fumiya’s case about speech was more related to 敬語 (keigo), the common polite/formal way of talking Japanese. Which Fumiya doesn’t do normally.

Terra: Ahahaha, geez! How worthless!

Amahiko: So worthless~~

Iori: So very worthless~

The three of them: Hahahahaha!!

(PIIIIIIIIIIII)

Rikai: Stop making a fuss about worthless conversation! What about cleaning!?

Rikai: Must I remind you how you all promised to spend the day cleaning?

Rikai: October means a change in seasonal wardrobe, away with summer clothes and bring out the winter ones.

Rikai: And clean your rooms while you’re at it, to start the new season fresh. 

Rikai: Bunch of fools thinking they’re The Grime Gatsby

Amahiko: Who is that

Terra: First time I got scolded to change my wardrobe--

Iori: No worries Rikai-kun♪ I’ll be the one taking care of everything.

Rikai: As if I will allow that. The order of this household will end up in disarray.

Iori: You know depriving me of what I must do will make me end up in disarray?

Rikai: Eh? 

Iori: Everyone, come stamp a new seal on the slave contract. The renewal date is around the corner. 

Terra: Renewal date!?

Iori: Your seal here

Rikai, Terra, Amahiko: We refuse.

Iori: Duly noted. The contract has been automatically renewed.

Rikai, Terra, Amahiko: EEEH!?

Iori: Ahhh~ I’m glad we’re back home. Sharehouse life is the best

Iori: Self-sacrifice! Contribution! Free service!

Iori: To die from deference is written here…

Iori: Dieference!!!!

Iori: BURDEEENS--------!

(Iori being instantly tied up and his mouth taped)

(Iori flailing)

Iori: Hmmngh…? Hnng!!! Hhhhnnggg!!!

Rikai: Okay, so everyone will take care of their own matters by themselves.

Rikai: Now then, since we’ll be making things nice and tidy here 

Rikai: Rikai-oniisan shall make the rounds to check all of your rooms.

Amahiko: Woaw

Terra: Sheesh~

(Room 104)

Amahiko: First up is Sarukawa-kun’s room, huh.

(Knocking on the door)

Rikai: Saru, we’re coming in.

(Door opening)

Rikai: Saru.

(Confused Sarukawa taking off his headphones)

Sarukawa: Ah! The hell you bargin’ in for!

Terra: What’s up with your room, was there some riot?

Rikai: Clean this up.

Sarukawa: Shuddup, don’t order me around

Terra: No way it’s easy to live like this

Sarukawa: Ain’t no biggie at all! It’s comfy! Leave me alone, stupidhead!

Terra & Rikai: ………

(Amahiko moving all over the place, looking for something)

Amahiko: Is it here?

Amahiko: Here?

Amahiko: Under the bed maybe?

Sarukawa: AMAHIKO! The fuck are ya snoopin’ around for!

Terra: Rikai-kun, can I?

Rikai: …I don’t really approve it, but…

Terra: Sarukawa-kun, you absolutely can’t clean up your room, ‘kay?

Sarukawa: I can’t!? Then I gotta! Io! Duster!

(Iori tossing the duster)

Iori: Hiyah!

(Sarukawa dusting off, cleaning up, seperating trash)

Sarukawa: TAKE THIS!!! GWOAAAA----! UOOOOH! YAAAAA!

(Sarukawa’s room sparkling)

Sarukawa: HAHAHAHA! Made it fuckin’ clean, dude! Serves ya right! 

Rikai, Terra, Amahiko, Iori: Nice job~

Sarukawa: Eh?

(Door closing)

(Sarukawa clutching his head)

Sarukawa: FUCK! SON OF A BIIIIIIIIITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Room 103)

Terra: I guess next up is Iori-kun’s room

(Door opening)

Rikai: Eh!?

Amahiko: OH, this is…

Terra: Filthy~

Iori: Really?

Sarukawa: This guy’s always been like this

Rikai: Disorder has taken full control, what is wrong with this room.

Iori: Ehehe, how embarassing~ But this is fine for a slave.

Amahiko: This is not the time to be looking after others.

Iori: And it’s not the time to be looking after myself!

Iori: After all I do have a mountain of stuff to do from morning till evening. Okay, let’s go to the next room♪

Rikai: Hold it. Iori-san, you stay behind and please clean your room. 

Iori: Eeeeh!?

(Sarukawa throwing the duster)

Sarukawa: Here, duster

(The four of them leave)

Iori: Waiwaiwai- wait, wait! Who cares about my stuff! 

Iori: Besides I don’t have time to! And it’s a breach of contract! Waaaait!

(Door closing)

(Room 101)

Rikai: So time for my room. Not a doubt it will serve as an example for everyone to follow. 

(Door opens)

Rikai: Look! Clean! Every nook and cranny! Tidy as it can be! Not a single speck of dust!

Rikai: Everyone please do take a good look at it. It will truly make you feel great.

(Rikai taking deep breaths)

Rikai: Haah~ Haah~

Rikai: Even the air tastes somewhat delicious.

Rikai: Fufufu, it’s a very clean room, yes?

Terra, Sarukawa & Amahiko: …..

Rikai: What’s wrong?

Rikai: Ah, you feel the level of difference in comparison to what kind of man I am and it makes you feel defeated?

Rikai: It is okay! This very Rikai-oniisan is here for you all!

Rikai: I shall make everyone happy!

(Rikai striking a pose)

Rikai: Righteousness--

Rikai: Righteousness--

(Rikai runs to open the window)

Rikai: RIGHTOUSNESS IS GLORIOUUUUUS!!!

Terra, Sarukawa & Amahiko: Thank you sooo much---

(Door closing)

Iori: Who’s next?

Terra: My room! Go ahead~!

(Door opening)

Terra: There it is! The best!

Terra: Terra-kun’s beautiful looks and personality goes as far as his room too~ 

Terra: As if he’s flawless! Not a single blind spot!

Sarukawa: Ain’t it… like some flashbang went off in here? 

Rikai: There’s too many mirrors. The whole room is heavily illuminated because of these. 

Sarukawa: What a cringe ass room.

(Terra looking into the mirror)

Terra: Wah! Such a beautiful person! Who is that!?

Amahiko: That’s you in the mirror, Terra-san.

Terra: Ah, Terra-kun, huh. I thought some kind of goddess descended from the heavens above. 

Rikai, Iori & Sarukawa: …………

Terra: Wah! So pretty! Who is this!?

Amahiko: You in the mirror, Terra-san.

Terra: Cute! And this?

Amahiko: It’s you, Terra-san.

Terra: Cool!

Amahiko: You, Terra-san.

Terra: Superb!

Amahiko: It’s Terra-san.

Terra: Charming!

Amahiko: Still Terra-san.

Terra: Marry me!

Amahiko: Terra-san.

Rikai: How long do you wanna keep this up!

Iori: Amahiko-san, it’s okay to not respond to every single remark.

(Terra starts muttering against the mirror)

Terra: You’re so like, amazing, just flawless.

Iori: Ah, he started talking to himself in the mirror.

Iori: He’s won’t come back to earth for a while when he’s like this.

Sarukawa: CRINGE!

Iori: Let’s go

The four of them: ….

(Door closes)

Terra: Terra-kun! I WUB YOU~~!

(Terra dives into bed and smacks his head)

(Room 203)

Iori: Next?

Sarukawa: Ohse’s room, right

(Door opening)

Rikai: So dark…

Iori: Aaah geez! I wanna clean up so bad!

Amahiko: Ohse-san?

Terra: Ghost-kun?

Sarukawa: Is he not here?

(Sounds of thumping)

Iori: He’s here!

(Ohse runs away)

Terra: He’s running away! Get him!

(The five of them chase Ohse)

(Sarukawa removes the bag from Ohse’s head)

Sarukawa: The hell ya runnin’ away for, you rascal

Ohse: Sorry, I thought it would be best to leave immediately. A piece of shit is contagious.

Rikai: Again with such things.

Terra: Let’s let some light in. Moves everything aside and open the curtains

Iori, Sarukawa & Amahiko: Yessiiiiir

Ohse: Eh! Ah, don’t…

Ohse: Aaaah, it’s bright, it’s so bright~ My eyes~

Rikai: Bask in the sunlight, Ohse-kun. You must treasure your body. 

Rikai: I’m worried about you.

(Rikai shining brightly)

Ohse: AAAAH!! My eyes~! It’s too bright! I can’t look at him!

Ohse: It’s too much for a piece of shit! I’m sooorryyyy~~!

(Ohse runs and throws himself out the window)

The five of them: EEEEH!?

The five of them: Ghost-kun!? / Are you okay!? / Ooooi…!

(Room 204)

Amahiko: Thank you for waiting. Perhaps I made you wait far too long.

Amahiko: A tour of Amahiko’s bedrooooom 

(Door opening)

Amahiko: This is the World Sexy Ambassador, The Minister of Sexy Affair’s----

(Sound of door being shut with a lot of force)

Amahiko: EEEH!? Finishing this early??? 

(Room 206)

Rikai: The last one is Fumiya-san’s

Ohse: Yes…

(Door opening)

Terra: A murder scene? What’s this feeling

Rikai: Something’s suspicious, it’s the opposite of normal.

Amahiko: There’s a lot of plants surprisingly.

Sarukawa: These legal to raise? Is this allowed?

Terra: Rikai-kun, should we report to the police just in case?

Rikai: Yes

Iori: Now hold on a second! Fumiya-san hasn’t done anything yet!

Terra: Iori-kun, you did just subconsciously say “yet”

Iori: Agh!

Sarukawa: Where did he go anyway, havin’ the nerve to just not be at home every now and then 

Amahiko: I wonder what funny bussines he's up to

Ohse: It’s suspicious.

The six of them: ….

(Door closing)

Rikai: Okay, failing grade for all! Clean properly and live a life of order!

Iori: (After living a life on the run, we came back home and lived in peace as always.)

(Everyone yelling and screaming)

Everyone: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

Amahiko: ECSTASY WOOOOORLD!!!

(PIIIIIIIII)

Rikai: DEATH PENTALY FOR AAAAAAAALL!!!!!!!!

Iori: (But this didn’t continue for long… a certain incident occured.)

(Fumiya coming back home while supporting a mysterious man on his shoulder)

Fumiya: You good?

Mysterious man: ….Yes….

Fumiya: Oi, anyone--

Amahiko: Fumiya-san? What happened?

(Mysterious man is injured)

The seven of them: ….

Iori: A-are you okay?

Terra: Who is this? What’s all this

Amahiko: Seems like an accident

Terra: Eh?

Fumiya: No… I was riding my moped when he suddenly jumped out in front of me…

(The six of them are surprised)

The six of them: Wuh!?

Fumiya: Told him he should go to the hospital but…

Mysterious man: Aah, I’m really, okay though

Fumiya: I couldn’t leave him alone, so for the time being he should st--

Terra: Wait!

Fumiya: ?

Terra: A moped?

Sarukawa: …Eh, you were ridin’ a moped

Fumiya: Yea

Iori: You got one?

Fumiya: Yea

Iori: EEEH!?

Amahiko: Since when

Fumiya: Lil’ while ago

Terra: And your liscense

Fumiya: Hm?

Sarukawa: Permit.

Fumiya: Hm?

Ohse: Driver’s certificate.

Fumiya: Hm?

Amahiko: License to drive

Fumiya: Hm?

Iori: Permission!

Fumiya: Hm?

Rikai: A driver’s liscense! Do you have it!?

Fumiya: ……………………

Fumiya: Yea

Terra: What was that long pause for. You sure? No illegal stuff, you know? 

Fumiya: Illegal? Do not be so absurd now.

Fumiya: I would do no such nonsense as operating a vehicle without a valid license. 

Rikai: WHY are you talking formally now!

Sarukawa: How’dya get yer hands on the bike? You snatched it or sumn’

Fumiya: Nah, bought it

Amahiko: You had the money for it?

Fumiya: Sure sure sure

The six of them: HAAAH!?

(Fumiya staring directly into the camera)

Fumiya: I was able to buy one, thanks you guys.

Iori: WHO is he thanking!?

Ohse: Rikai-san, we must report to the police

Rikai: As you say, Ohse-kun

Fumiya: Huh? No wait a sec

Rikai: I have a feeling we can’t leave this be.

Fumiya: Dude

Rikai: Please do not interfere, Fumiya-san

Mysterious man: Aaah, um!

Everyone: ?

Mysterious man: Um…my leg… is aching… 

(Everyone getting flustered)

Everyone: Aaah right, right! Sorry!

Rikai: Amahiko-san, if you would.

(Amahiko carrying the man)

Amahiko: Very well. 

(The mysterious man being in pain) 

Mysterious man: ….!

Iori: Sorry! 

Iori: (I noticed while giving him emergency treatment. This man was strangely thin.)

Iori: (As if he hasn’t eaten any proper meals in a while.)

(The mysterious man wolfing down all the food given to him)

(Sounds of showering)

Iori: (His clothes were all tattered too.)

Iori: (Maybe he’s someone with special circumstances. I didn’t ask anything though.)

Iori: (I thought he should take it easy and rest well before anything else.) 

Terra: Running over with his moped, our little Ito Fumiya sure is a scoundrel.

Fumiya: I keep saying I didn’t run him over, he suddenly jumped out and collapsed.

Terra: …. 

Iori: (And that day we let him be and he stayed over at the house.)

(The seven of them seeing the mysterious man off as he enters his room)

Mysterious man: …Um, I feel like I should apologize.

Rikai: Please don’t worry about it.

Iori: This is room 202. The futon is already laid out.

Mysterious man: Thank you, then I’ll be off

Fumiya: Wait

The six of them: ?

(Fumiya getting closer to the mysterious man, standing right in front of his eyes)

Mysterious man: Wha… what is it…?

Fumiya: Sorry

Mysterious man: Eh? …Ah, no, no I should be the one-

Fumiya: Take it easy ‘kay, sleep well

Mysterious man: Goodnight

(Door closing)

Iori: (No one had ever come here and stayed at this house before.)

Iori: (Which is why everyone might’ve been a little bit happy about this.) 

(The five of them, except for Sarukawa and Ohse, smiling)

Sarukawa: Tch

(Sound of a telephone ringing)

Mysterious man: Where do you think I am now?

Mysterious man: Inside the Charisma House. Yes, ofcourse they haven’t noticed.

Mysterious man: Sensei, I promise that you will be avenged.

Mysterious man: By this very Torahime.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Welcome To The Future - Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Title: Welcome To The Future

Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's mother and father

Read the first and second parts before this ↴

Adventure Is Out There: | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 |

Sequel: | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 |

NOTE: Welcome To The Future is technically taking place after Adventure Is Out There and before the Sequel (if you want to read it in order)

WC: 2,737

Warnings: Fear, anxiety, Reader has a mother and father, nervousness, Metallica, slight angst (sort of), and a lot of fluff

Hand in hand with Eddie, you noticed a few people giving you side-glances as you walked down the sidewalk. Realizing it was 2022, you cringed. You rather liked it back in the 80s, where there were less viruses. When you got home you’d have to explain all that to Eddie. Oh… When you got home. What were your parents’ going to say? You held Eddie’s hand a bit tighter and you turned to look up at him, he glanced at you before fully looking at you, raising an eyebrow in question.

“You’re going to have to meet my parents.” You said simply, as Eddie froze momentarily before nodding, tugging you into him so you wouldn’t run into anybody.

“Yeah, I knew that was going to be a possibility.” Eddie gave you a reassuring smile before looking back at the world around him. “No flying cars…” He muttered to himself, making you laugh lightly.

“Yeah, no flying cars… I mean, Tesla is trying… But nothing yet. It’s not like what Back To The Future had thought, that’s for sure.” You explained before your grin turned into a frown, “What am I going to tell them? I mean, I’ve been gone for what? A day it seems like? How am I going to explain where I have been and who you are? I mean-”

Eddie pulled you off the sidewalk with him onto the grassy ground of the small park near your house, taking both your hands in his, he gave you a smile. “You work at a coffee diner, right?” He asked and you nodded, eyebrows furrowed in slight confusion as you looked up at him.

“Well, we can say I worked there with you, and we started dating and all that. And last night-”

“I stayed over at your house and that’s why I’ve been gone!” You exclaimed, finishing his words, “Eddie, you’re a genius!” You lean up, pressing a quick kiss to his lips, making him blush and smile down at you sheepishly.

Eddie ran a hand through his hair, glancing at the ground as he let out a shy laugh, “Well, thank you.”

You grabbed his hand, a bright smile on your face as you continued back to your house, swinging your hands back and forth, “I do think they’ll love you, Eds.” You commented, gaining his attention.

“Really?” He asked, finding himself becoming nervous, “You think so?”

You nodded, “Yeah, I mean… They are both nice people, great parents. They’ll not drive you away or anything. They’ll know that I love you and that I want to be with you, and that’ll be enough for them.” You confessed, making Eddie grin.

“Well, I love you too, babe.” He spoke before he dramatically flipped his hair, “I believe with my amazing charisma, I can woo them.”

“Woo them?” You laughed, covering your mouth with your free hand. “Now, that would probably work.”

Eddie grinned but once a question popped into his head, he frowned, confused. “Where am I going to live?”

You paused, “Uh… With me. Obviously. We could say you recently lost your home in a flood or something? I mean, those all the time. And that you don't have any family nearby.” You concluded, giving Eddie’s hand a squeeze.

“In the end, we’ll be fine. My parents aren’t going to kick you out on the street. They are good people.”

~~~

At the front door, you let out a deep sigh, grabbing your keys from your bag, and slotting it in the key-hole. Turning the doorknob, you paused; turning back to look up at Eddie with a small smile. With his smile back, you opened the door.

“Mom! Dad! I’m home!” You called out, entering the main entrance, hearing rapid footsteps rushing up to you. 

Rounding the corner, your mother and father let out a sigh, walking over to bring you into a bone-crushing hug. "Where have you been sweetheart?" Your mother asked, either completely ignoring Eddie's presence, or not even noticing him there.

You hugged both your mother and father back, glancing at Eddie to see if he was alright; his hands deeply stuffed into his ripped jeans pockets, eyes awkwardly watching you and your parents.

As your parents let you go, they both noticed Eddie, confused, they looked at him and back to you.

"Uh, mom, dad, this is Eddie… My boyfriend." You introduced Eddie to your parents. You couldn't really tell what either of the three were thinking, but with your mom and dad's confused and concerned glances to each other, and Eddie's nervous feet shuffling… Now we're growing worried.

Your dad was the first to step forward, offering his hand to the young man, "Nice to meet you, son. Call me Flynn." Surprising you and Eddie.

Eddie glanced at your father's hand before unstuffing his hand and shaking your father's, a smile on his face. "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Flynn."

Surprisingly, your parents were more approving than you thought. You had thought they'd ask more questions than they did as well. They asked Eddie about his upbringing, what he does for a living, how he met you, and that was really it. Besides you dad giving him 'the talk', making sure he'd treat you right.

And it seemed Eddie had answered all the questions correctly because before you knew it, Eddie was best friends with your mom and dad. You couldn't help but feel your chest warm as you watched them all talk to each other. This was all you had ever wanted. 

~~~ 

"Now, Eddie baby, this is the TV's remote. It controls what you can watch. And there are different, uh, places where you can basically watch anything you want." You explained, handing Eddie the TV's remote as he looked down at it confused.

It had been a month since Eddie came back with you to the future, and things were going… Swimmingly. Eddie was a quick learner. He'd figured out the washing machine and dryer, along with phones and the thermostat. But the TV and your computer were a bit of a challenge. You were proud of him, nonetheless. 

"Why is the TV flat?" Eddie asked you, looking up from the remote. 

You pursed your lips, "Uh, evolution? I mean I think that's just how technology has evolved. I'm sorry, I don't know if anything I've said makes any sense." You apologized, laughing awkwardly as your face flushed, but Eddie shook his head.

"No, babe, I get it. It makes... Sense. Uh, so you can watch anything?" He asked,  his voice sounding slightly hesitant, as though he wasn't entirely confident in what he was saying, you gave him a reassuring look and nodded.

"Yeah, anything," You confirmed before your eyes lit up, "Oh my goodness! I almost forgot. You have to see this!" You exclaimed, taking the remote from Eddie to put on YouTube. Eddie watched, eyebrows slightly as you typed in 'Metallica Live Concert' into the search box. Clicking the first video, you quickly glanced over to Eddie, watching as his jaw dropped, and his fingers clenched into fists, before his expression slowly softened as he began to look towards the television in awe.

"What song is this?" He asked softly, "It's so... Metal."

You took his hand into yours, "It's called 'Enter Sandman.' One of my favorites." You answered, “Ugh, the music video for it is sooo good." You trailed off, glancing back over to see Eddie headbanging.

Getting an idea, Eddie hopped off the couch, pulling you along with him. Taking your other hand in his, he moved his feet, shook his hips, and spun you around and round in his arms. You laughed, following suit, joining him, dancing along to the music that played through your speakers. As 'Enter Sandman' came to an end, a slower song of Metallica's, 'Nothing Else Matters,' started and the fans on the screen went wild before they simmered down. You hummed, stepping closer to Eddie, his arms wrapping around your waist as yours wrapped around his neck. Swaying back and forth, you rested your head against his shoulder, smiling as you felt his cheek rest atop your head.

After some moments, you pulled away, placing a soft kiss on Eddie's lips. He kissed you back, moving his hands to cup your cheeks while you kissed, your hands gripping his shirt tightly. Breaking apart, both your faces were flushed, and you tried your best to hide the huge smile that was forming on your face; digging your head back into his shoulder. 

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, nuzzling his nose against the place he kissed with a small smile. "God, you're beautiful," Eddie whispered, causing you to smile and pull away.

"So are you." You replied, smiling, "I still can't believe that you're here with me." You admitted, blushing a bit.

Eddie chuckled quietly, resting his chin on your shoulder, "Me neither. After everything, I honestly didn't think I could find someone like you. And to believe it only took you falling into another dimension." Eddie confessed teasingly, kissing your neck.

You hummed, biting your lip gently as you looked back up at him, "Wanna watch the Metallica documentary?" You offered and Eddie couldn't help but let his smile grow.

"When did they make that?" He asked, his hands on your waist rubbing up and down.

You tilted your head to the side in thought, "I think sometime in the 2000's, I'm not generally sure though."

"I'd love to watch it, babe." 

~~~

"So, where would you like to go shopping for new clothes?" You asked, walking through the nearby mall with Eddie by your side.

He was looking around the mall, eyes widened slightly with awe and curiosity. "Um," he spoke up after a few moments, "I don't know. What do you think?" He admitted, causing you to chuckle.

"Well, I know you like music so maybe-" You paused, "How about Hot Topic?"

A small frown appeared on Eddie's face, "Hot Topic?"

You nodded, leading him to the location of the store, "Yeah, it's for the youth these days, same with Spencer's... But Hot Topic is a store where they have the newest and more popular clothes. Like, for example, if there is a new show and people really like it, Hot topic will have merch of it." You looked up at Eddie briefly, seeing his confused expression, "Uh, you know those pants I have at home?" To which Eddie nodded, "Yeah, those are from Hot Topic."

Eddie nodded, just as you stopped in front of the store, "This it?" He asked and it was your turn to nod.

"Yep. Go find some things you like, they're having a discount day and I got extra Hot Cash." You told Eddie, grabbing onto his hand before heading inside the store.

The second you walked in, Eddie immediately headed towards the shirts, trying to decide on what kind of shirt to buy.

You let out a chuckle, admiring him as his eyes raked over the many many shirts. "Eddie, wait up!" You called out after him.

Looking back behind him, he gave you a smile, and you immediately felt breathless.  The way he smiled, the way his eyes sparkled when he saw you, the way his brown hair fell perfectly across his face when he smiled… You loved it. His smile was contagious. His whole face seemed to light up, making you fall even deeper for him.

"Y/N, you gonna join me or what?" He smirked, his brow raised slightly. He seemed amused by the fact that you weren't moving fast enough.

You rolled your eyes playfully, letting out a laugh, "You're impossible," You muttered under your breath before rushing over to him.

~~~

'Master Of Puppets' played through Eddie's iPod into his headphones, the ones you gifted him for the holidays. Leaning against the headboard of your bed, Eddie ran his fingers through your hair as you lay on his chest, peacefully sleeping. You shifted slightly, letting out a quiet sigh, before snuggling closer into Eddie. Eddie smiled, continuing to run his fingers through your hair he leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "I love you," He murmured, smiling.

Smiling, you turned your head, gazing up at Eddie, and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. Pulling back, you sighed contently, closing your eyes. "Love you too."

Eddie hummed, pushing his headphones back, and resting them on his neck, "I thought you were asleep?" He questioned softly, his free hand reaching up to trace circles into your hip, his thumb brushing lightly against the edge of your shorts.

You smiled, opening your eyes, "Yeah. You know me, always full of energy." You joked before rolling over to lie on top of him. Wrapping your legs around his hips, you straddled his waist, peering down at him. "But I can't sleep until I hear my boyfriend play for me." You teased, wiggling your eyebrows suggestively, causing Eddie to laugh lightly, shaking his head.

"Me? Play?" He asked, feigning offense.

You grinned, nodding, "Yes. Play." You repeated, leaning down to press a kiss to his lips.

"I will, for the lady," Eddie responded sarcastically, causing you to roll your eyes, "Though I can't promise it won't be something Metallica," He added, a small smirk playing on his lips.

"Metallica? Please. I'd listen to you play only Metallica for the rest of my life if that meant you'd play it for me." You said, grinning as Eddie sat up, his hands landing on your waist, toying with the ties nervously. 

"Okay," Eddie nodded, "Scoot." He gently commanded, tapping your butt playfully as you hopped off his lap and grabbed his new guitar. It wasn't his 'Baby' as he called it, but he still loved it, since you also bought it for him. Handing him the guitar, he settled the instrument in his lap, getting his fingers in the right spots, before he began to play an acoustic version of 'Seek And Destroy.'

You listened to his music, completely enthralled. You loved listening to him play, you truly did. He had this way of creating music that made your soul sing. He had such passion in every single note. You wished you could feel this passion all the time. Hearing him play you felt so calm and so content. Every word, every chord, every note made your heart skip beats.

As soon as the song ended, Eddie sat his guitar down, setting it aside and turning himself so that he was facing you. Gently lifting your hand to your lips, he placed a sweet kiss on the back of it. "Was the show to your liking, my lady?" He asked, his voice low as his gaze never left yours.

You nodded, smiling warmly, "It was so great, Eddie. I've never heard anything so beautiful. " You stated before Eddie cupped your face and leaned down to give you a soft kiss. 

"You really mean that?" He asked, pulling away slowly, and you nodded, giving him a look of disbelief.

"Of course I do! Why wouldn't I?" You wondered, tilting your head to the side, raising an eyebrow as you looked at him.

Eddie shook his head, chuckling, and bringing your hand to his lips, placing a light kiss to it, "Nevermind."

"What? What's going through that amazing head of yours?" You questioned, concern lacing your tone.

"Nothing really," Eddie replied softly, running his hand through your hair, his eyes gazing into yours, "Just thinking about how I am completely, utterly in love with you," Eddie admitted his tone filled with adoration as he gazed deep into your eyes.

You grinned widely at him, feeling elated that he shared such feelings with you. "Oh, Eddie..." You whispered before wrapping your arms around him tightly, burying your face into his chest while hugging him tightly. "I love you so much," You breathed, squeezing him tighter.

Eddie chuckled softly and wrapped his arms around your torso, holding you close to him and nuzzling your neck. "And I you, sweetheart." He said softly. "Now, can we go back to sleep?" He asked as you sputtered a laugh, pulling away from his chest slightly to look up at him.

"You weren't sleeping." You taunted, "You were doing the opposite."

Eddie rolled his eyes, suddenly grabbing you by the waist, and falling with you onto the mattress. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, babe."

[chezzywezzy]

Yandere Scream Drabble 2 pt. 1

Word count ; 4.0k

*Edited.

*Been working on this for a week or so. These bois have soooo much potential and they're just fun to write for. Enjoy :)

The front door swung open.

“Would ya look at that! I’m glad you decided to show up, Y/n,” Stu greeted, adorning a red toga. “The party's finally getting started now that you’re here, babe.”

Y/n cast her gaze away demurely. Stu stepped out of the way and she stepped in. And, despite the flattery Stu laid on her, the party had indeed started. People were drinking and socializing, many of them being total strangers or acquaintances she’d seen walking around school. She was rather nervous, but considering everything that was going down around her, it made sense to go to a large party where no murders could possibly occur.

Stu shut the door behind her and clasped her shoulders tightly. Y/n’s clothing was fairly modest in comparison to the people around her. She adorned a sweater - the autumn weather was cold and nipped at her skin - with a skirt with black tights. She wore boots, too, and had a scarf that she hung up on the wall once she was inside. The others around her were either shirtless, could be fully nude at any moment, or wore rather revealing outfits, like her best friend, Tatum.

The girl in question was nowhere in sight yet, leaving Y/n to cling to Stu’s side. It was honestly a wonder that her and Tatum were best friends, but it was a classic case of ‘extrovert adopts introvert.’ Or, in this case, several extroverts, because sometimes Tatum was connived that before her and Stu got together, he had a thing for Y/n.

Y/n was socially anxious. Oftentimes, people commented on her shyness, bothering her with the usual,’ why are you so quiet?’ But luckily, she formed a friend group that didn’t ask that. Y/n seemingly fit in with the eclectic gang.

There was Tatum, of course, the party girl with a heart of gold. Strangers synonymously called her a slut and a whore while also praising her for not being a gossip girl like the rest of her acquaintances - excluding her close friends, of course. Tatum was a scene-stealer, so it came to no surprise that Stu was drawn to her.

He, on the other hand, wasn’t praised for his kindness as much as his overt friendliness and comedic skill. He was a class clown and a troublemaker, but the type that never really meant much harm. In fact, the teachers generally didn’t mind his antics. People called him a ‘lady’s man,’ but Y/n never really understood how people misinterpreted his charisma. To Y/n, he’d always just been sweet and a little insensitive at times.

Billy, though, was a treat. He oozed sex-prowess. It was a wonder he’d settled down at all and wasn’t a serial cheater, because that’s what the leader of the football team tended to be. He was athletic and good-looking. He had a mean-spirited sense of humor, but with the people he cared about, he was as loyal as could be. Sidney often - until recently, that is - confided about what a good guy he was for waiting for her to be ready.

Sidney and Billy were complete opposites. She was a nice girl, but before she was ‘adopted’ like Y/n, she walked a middle road. Chill and patient, never the type to stand out, except for her dazzling yet subtle appearance. She was level-headed, and Y/n was certain it was the only reason she coped with her mother’s death so well.

And this is taking Randy’s presence in account. The guy was a maniac, but in the funniest - or rudest, depending on how well you knew him - way possible. His entire personality was centered around horror everything. Y/n understood only a little, since she enjoyed a horror movie from time to time. But never as much as him. He was a total dork and fulfilled the ‘nerd’ quota every mainstream popular cliche in high school needed.

Speaking of Randy, he dashed to the living room. “Dammit, where’s the food? We have movies to watch, people —! Oh, Y/n, hey there. I, uh, didn’t expect to actually see you here. How’re ya doin’?”

The man circled the couch and stopped in front of her, wearing a wide grin as he teetered from foot to foot. His mile faded momentarily when he glanced at Stu, and Y/n looked up innocently, only to find that Stu’s expression still oozed confidence and friendliness. 

Y/n must’ve been overthinking it.

“I’m alright,” Y/n answered quietly. “Stu convinced me to come, so, uh, this is kinda the first party I’ve ever been to. I’m showing up for a pretty shitty reason, though.”

Randy tilted his head, quirking a brow. He was about to ask why, but Stu wrapped an arm around her shoulder. “I guess I’m just that good at convincing ya, ain’t that right, babe?”

Y/n clicked her tongue and nudged the man. “If Tatum hears you using that word so, uh, loosely, she’ll have your head.”

“Yeah, man. Leave the girl to the other hungry wolves,” Randy added, an edge to his generally energetic voice. He shoved his hands in his pocket, deadpanning ever so slightly.

The woman watched as Stu quirked a brow. His smirk twitched ever so slightly and he shrugged. “I bet by other hungry wolves, you mean yourself, Randy-boy,” Stu quipped boisterously.

Randy leaned against the couch while shaking his head. A blush rose to his cheeks as he defended,” She knows that ain’t what I mean. You’re a dick, Stu.”

Just then, the front door swerved open again. Y/n’s heart jumped to her chest. She was still so very on edge after the various attacks, one being at her own home. However, relief washed over her as Tatum and Sidney burst through the door, grocery bags stuffed with junk food looped around their arms.

“It took ya long enough to show!” Stu exclaimed charismatically, turning to help his girlfriend with some of the bags. “Hell, even the introvert of all introverts got here before you did.”

“I bet Ghostface caused a road blockage,” Randy chirped.

Yn’s immediate reaction was to scowl and shrink away, and even Stu was a bit irked. Tatum took the lead, though, throwing him a middle finger. “Hey, fuck you. You realize the point of this party is to forget about that fuckface, right?”

Randy snickered and shrugged. Sidney’s eyes lit up once they found Y/n’s, though, and she waved weakly, the bags weighing her down quite a lot. “Hey, Y/n! I didn’t know you were coming.”

“Strength in numbers, my friend,” Randy proclaimed. “Except, uh, when a serial killer is involved. You just gotta follow the rules, ‘cause he’ll be pickin’ us off one-by-one —“

“Shut it or you’re out of the party, freak,” Stu grumbled, reached over to punch his shoulder. 

Randy’s lips were zipped, and he shrugged nonchalantly before walking off to talk his insanity to anyone who’d willingly listen. Y/n gulped and clasped her hands together. Tatum squealed upon seeing Y/n, and as they walked to the kitchen to set things up as a group, she commented,” Why didn’t you call me? We totally could’ve picked you up!”

“I didn’t plan on attending until Billy and Stu harassed me to show while I was at work,” Y/n sighed playfully, shaking her head. “Parties, uh, aren’t my thing if you noticed, but… like Stu said. He’s just that convincing, I guess.”

Y/n had just parroted the same thing she always told Stu. ‘Parties aren’t my thing.’ But, this time, he sure was eager. He took the no for an answer regardless, deciding to stalk the aisles for movies to bring to his party. Y/n was manning the counter dully, and although her eyes chased the man, her attention was quickly stolen as someone else stepped into view.

It was Billy Loomis, who had just been released from jail for suspicious behavior that morning. He hadn’t been doing so hot, and Y/n could tell, but he slid up to the counter regardless with a grin that could only be interpreted as smug and arrogant. His hair was gelled up as per usual and he styled a plain white teeshirt and jeans. He leaned against the counter, tapping his foot on the ground.

“You sure you’re not comin’? Half the school’s going to be there,” Billy prodded with a tilt of his head.

Y/n shook her head, a shy grin rising to her face. “Nah. If I’m able to pick and choose how I die, psycho murderer is way-y-y cooler than heart attack from social anxiety.”

Billy clicked his tongue, tilting his head as his hale eyes pleaded. “Aw, come on, doll. Maybe I exaggerated a bit. Only twenty people would be there. Stu can only fit so many people in his house.”

“Still not my cup of tea.”

“Maybe not,” Billy hummed, his expression becoming rather serious,” but it’s safe there. Strength in numbers, right? I’m kinda banned from attending, but I’d go if I could. It’s the smart thing to do. Attending, I mean.”

Y/n pursed her lips. More customers were walking in and she didn’t want to have to shew the boy away in order to do her job. It made sense, and if all else failed, she could hang out in Stu’s bedroom to catch some zees as she always ended up doing when her, Billy, and Stu had a movie marathon and the other girls were M.I.A.

“Well…”

“Great! I’ll tell Stu that you’ll be there. I’d offer to be your ride, but Tatum’ll skin me alive if she sees my car in the area, y’know?”

“It’s alright,” Y/n insisted. “It’s not that far away. If I can walk a few miles to work, I can walk a few miles to Stu’s place.”

Billy tensed and his brows furrowed. He immediately questioned,” You walked here? In the state of things? Why?”

“Well, my bike’s tires are busted. Some asshole at school today popped ‘em. I didn’t have time to repair them today since I was gonna do it after school, but with the curfew and all, my work schedule changed.”

Billy nodded slowly. “…Huh. Well, uh, you got a portable cell, right?”

“Nuh-uh,” Y/n answered anxiously. “I should be okay, right? I mean, the killer only attacks people in houses.”

Billy licked his lips thoughtfully before his eyes once again flickered to make eye contact. “…Yeah. I guess so. But either way, take a few coins in case ya have to call someone in a telly booth.”

“Oh! That’s sweet of you, Billy.”

“Anytime, doll.”

He stood up straight and fished through his pockets. Some loose tissues and pennies fell out, but he had yet to bother to pick them up. Y/n sucked in a breath as Billy had an ‘aha’ moment and located some quarters, plopping them into Y/n’s open palm. She accepted them graciously with a giggle that made Billy’s heart beat erratically in his chest. But the woman didn’t need to know that yet.

He peered over his shoulder. He noticed how Randy was motioning to him with disgust riddled on his features, and a scowl threatened to form. However, he sent Y/n one last grin. “Have fun at that party, doll. It’ll be a night you won’t forget - or, uh, remember, depending on if you ingest any alcohol.”

“Probably the former, then.”

Billy and her wave to one another. Y/n finally has a customer to attend to, and the man took his chance to walk off to join his friend. His attention was momentarily stolen by some movies in the horror section, though, and it always helped him to consult the archives. Especially on a night like tonight.

Stu, on the other hand, emerged from behind Randy and knocked the video cases right out of his hands. “Boo!” he exclaimed, keeling over in laughter afterwards.

“Watch it, jerk,” Randy muttered with a scowl. 

Stu recovered, leaning against the shelf. “Geez, this place is packed tonight, man.”

“We had a run in the mass murder section.”

Randy kept placing the cassettes on the shelves, brushing on the irritating encounter. Stu’s positivity was infectious, even if Randy always thought of Stu to be a bit of a dork. He recalled telling a very bothered Y/n that ‘Stu’s just completely overrated, man.’

“Coming to my fiesta?”

“Yeah. I’m off early. Curfew, you know? I was probably gonna drive Y/n home first, though. You know parties aren’t her thing.”

A random girl walked up to Randy. “What’s that werewolf movie with E.T.’s mom in it?”

“The Howling. Horror. Straight ahead.”

“Okay, thanks.”

The girl walked off again in search of the movie. Randy often enjoyed his job because it was fun to flex his horror knowledge. Anything else he didn’t know jackshit about, but he’ll be damned if he was caught not knowing the precise plots of every Friday The Thirteen movie.

Something caught his eyes, though. “Aw, now that’s in poor taste.”

Standing in the horror section, two young women flocking him, was Billy. 

Stu quirked a brow, glancing over at his friend. The man was irked at how smart Randy was, even if - to him, at least - he was a total loser. Billy looked rather bored, leaning against a shelf. He was lost in conversation, although Billy and Stu made momentary eye contact.

“If you were the only suspect in a senseless blood bath, would you be standing in the horror section?”

Stu glanced again unsurely. He was slightly peeved, but he refused to show it yet. He insisted,” It was just a misunderstanding. I mean, he didn’t do anything.”

“You’re such a little lap dog,” Randy scoffed. “He’s got killer printed all over his forehead!”

Stu clicked his tongue, only a little amused. “Okay, really?” he taunted cruelly. “Then why’d the cops let him go, smart guy?”

The entire conversation, they moved further into the row. Stu had kept an acute eye on his friend, and Billy had gotten the hint to start sauntering over to catch Randy off guard. Stu rounded the corner, leaning against the side of the shelf.

“Because obviously they don’t watch enough movies,” he defended snappily. “This is standard horror movie stuff. Prom Night Revisited, man!”

Stu placed his head in hands dully, questioning,” Oh yeah? Why’d he want to kill his own girlfriend, man?”

“There’s always some stupid bullshit reason to kill your own girlfriend.” Stu nodded in agreement mockingly. “That’s the beauty of it all. Simplicity. I have a couple theories runnin’, but either way, I know what I’m talking about.”

“Well, what’s his reason? What theories?” Stu prodded, nodding toward the man.

Randy leaned closer, cautious in his movements. “He obviously has a thing for Y/n,” he mumbled under his breath. “And he don’t wanna look like some asshole to screw up his chances. Had to resort to murder and all that.”

Stu’s heart skipped a beat and his eyes widened. He tried to brush it off as boredom, so Randy hardly noticed. Stu laughed, shaking his head. He towered in front of Randy, completely entering the row he was in. The shorter man stood tall and confident in his wake, though.

“What, you think Y/n’s saving herself for you?”

“Maybe,” Randy remarked in complete seriousness. “And now that Billy tried to mutilate half of the graduating class, d’ya think Y/n will finally notice me?”

Stu lost his shit right then and there. He guffawed in a high-pitched manner, pulling away just enough. He covered his mouth while pointing. As much as the man annoyed the hell out of him, Stu would be damned if it wasn’t funny as hell. Randy was still waiting for a genuine answer, so Stu steeled himself through squinted eyes.

“No. I don’t. Not at all. Have fun drowning in that friend zone, pal.” Stu leaned closer. “You know who I think it is? Yo, I think it’s her father. I mean, why can’t they find her pops, man?”

“Because he’s probably dead!” Randy insisted. 

Stu withdrew in acute, feigned disgust.

“His body’ll probably come popping up in the last reel somewhere, eyes gouged out, fingers cut off, teeth knocked out.” Stu began looking around anxiously, landing on Y/n. She was still focused on a new customer, but Randy’s voice was much, much louder. “See, the police are always off track with this shit. If they watched Prom Night, they’d save time! There’s a formula to it! A Very. Simple. Formula! Everybody’s a suspect!”

Silence fell over the shop. Stu flinched as he noticed that Y/n was peering at them in confusion. There was a frown evident on her lips. Randy finally realized how worked up he got, and waved to Y/n energetically. Her attention was deterred as everyone set into motion again.

Randy grabbed a few more cases, turning to place them. “The dad’s a red herring. It’s Billy.”

He was suddenly grabbed by his, shirt, being pulled toward the man of the hour. Billy, with a slight sneer, tugged him forward threateningly. He lowered his head so that Randy could fully realize the fury wrought on his expression. Stu looped around the shelf gleefully, caging the man in. The cassettes fell to the ground.

“How do we know you’re not the killer? Huh?”

Stu, with a wide, sadistic grin, came up behind and pushed his arms over Randy’s shoulders. Randy could feel Stu’s stare boring into the back of his head. If he wasn’t trying to prove his point, he would’ve been shaking in his boots.

“Hi, Billy,” he greeted nervously.

“Ever think of that, huh? Maybe your movie-freak mind lost its reality button. Ever think of that? You’ve always had the hots for poor Y/n over there, and maybe you finally got sick of tired for being ignored.”

“You’re absolutely right,” Randy squeaked. “I’m the first to admit it. If this were a scary movie, I’d be the prime suspect.”

Stu peered over his shoulder. Y/n wasn’t looking at the scene at all. Billy released Randy and his shirt, jabbing his finger into his chest, threateningly. It was surprising how much pain one finger could cause. 

“That’s right,” Billy snickered.

Menacingly, his voice deep as he flicked Randy’s earlobe, Stu growled,” What would be your motive?”

Randy shook free of the pair, taking a step away to face both of them. “It’s the millennium. Motives are incidental.”

“Millennium.” It was like a ‘eureka’ moment went off in Billy’s head. “Millennium. I like that. That’s go-o-od... Millennium.”

He tugged on Randy’s nose tightly, trying his best to refrain from actually strangling the man to death right then and there. Billy took a step back, sending another warning glare Randy’s way.

“By the way, Y/n’r’ll be there tonight.”

With that, he walked away. Stu fist bumped excitedly to himself, but as Randy turned to face the man in dismay, any hint of joy faded. He pointed at Billy as he walked off. “Are you telling me that’s not a killer?”

Y/n knew better than to mention Billy’s existence with Sidney around, but it was momentary slip of the tongue. Even though she knew with an ardent loyalty that Billy wasn’t the murderer, the couple was going through a rough patch. Sidney was coming to let loose a little, not go through more drama.

They made it to the kitchen. Y/n helped unpack the drink bag, filled with liters of coca cola and sprite and kool-aid punch. Stu leaned against the counter beside her. Some boys by the backdoor were doing keg stands, but the kitchen was otherwise deserted until further notice. Tatum unpacked the snacks quickly, wanting nothing more than to party.

“I can’t believe you called this a ‘small gathering,’ idiot,” Tatum scoffed playfully. “For all we know, you could’ve invited the Ghostface killer into this very house!”

Stu guffawed in amusement, shaking his head. “Babe, come on. Do ya take me for some sort of moron?”

“Yes,” all three women deadpanned.

Stu gasped dramatically, pushing his back against the counter. He clawed at his heart in mock offense. “Oh, how you wound me, ladies! I expected nothin’ less from Tate and Sid, but Y/n, really? I thought ya loved me more than that.”

Y/n giggled, covering her mouth. Her cheeks burned, but before she could get a word in, Sidney interjected,” Oh, of course we love you, Stu. You’re just completely brain dead and that’s alright.”

Stu rolled his eyes, standing up straight and pointing from Tatum, to Sydney, and then to Y/n. “Beer, beer, and… what can I get for ya, Y/n?”

Y/n pursed her lips. “A water should be alright. Thanks.”

Stu winked and threw some finger guns. Y/n wanted to linger, but the other two girls snatched up the two unopened beers on the table. Someone was at the door and it was causing an entire ruckus, but Y/n couldn’t care less. Stu grabbed a cup and filled it with water. She was only half-paying attention t what the man was doing, staring into the air absent-mindedly.

Only when a glass was thrust into view did she stand up straight and focus on Stu again. He stood in front of her, adorning an impish grin. The clear glass was rather foggy, but Y/n thought nothing of it, accepting eagerly. “Thanks, Stu. D’ya mind me using your phone? I wanna call Billy. He’s probably mopin’ at home since he was, uh, banned from showing.”

Stu’s eyes widened and he almost seemed panicked, waving his hands in disagreement. “Uh, nah, it’s fine! Don't worry. I just told the girls he wouldn’t show up. I know that he really wants to make up with his girlfriend, if you catch my drift, so…”

Y/n deadpanned,“ You know Tatum will kill Billy and then you if she sees him, right?”

Stu shrugged, grinning as he retorted,” I’d like to see her try, babe. She’s, uh…” He indicated his girlfriend’s height with his hand, lowering it to his chest.

She scoffed and playfully smacked his chest. She was about to fill the silence by sipping some of her water, but the back door creaked open. Stu and her peered over. As it swung open, the pair was met with Billy. He wore the same outfit as earlier. He didn’t look too charismatic.

“Shove it, assholes,” he muttered, forcing the crowd around the keg stand to depart in irritation. He walked through the door and shut it quietly behind him. Only then did his gaze flit over to his friends, and a grin spread across his lips. “Oh. Hey, Y/n. Happy ya came.”

Y/n waved eagerly. Stu walked over and patted his friend’s back vigorously. “Glad you’re here, Billy-boy. That means you can entertain our compadre for the time being. I know if someone doesn’t, she’ll just end up dozing off upstairs and she’ll miss all the fun, eh?”

They exchanged knowing looks. Y/n was confused for a moment, insisting,” I’m not a kid. I don’t need any damn supervision.”

Billy returned the notion and patted Stu’s back. “Actually, I wanted to talk with her anyways. Go entertain the hoard, Stu.”

Y/n tilted his head. Stu snickered and dashed through the hallway to meet the rest of his friends in the living room. Billy, with his hands tucked into his pockets, sauntered up to the woman. Y/n craned her neck to meet his intense stare, a smirk spreading across his lips.

“Is everything okay, Billy?” Y/n chirped innocently.

Billy melted under her unadulterated and gorgeous doe eyes. He gulped and, just like every time they spoke, his confidence faltered. Y/n was just too cute. His tongue swiped over his bottom lip. “Uh,” his eyes flitted around anxiously,” can we talk somewhere more… private?”

[grailfinders]

Fate and Phantasms #298: Watanabe no Tsuna

today on fate and phantasms we’re building the great onion slayer, wannabe a tuna. wait no…

the great oily slayer, what a babe, now spoon 'er! no that’s not it either.

the great oni slayer, watanabe no tsuna! there we go, that’s it.

he’s a samurai fighter to fight as a samurai with an unbreakable spirit, and a hunter ranger because even though he specializes in fighting oni he’s still just some guy. some guy with a flaming sword and a weird relationship with a young demon. either way demon slayer should sue.

check out his build breakdown below the cut, or his character sheet over here!

next up: the only servant so powerful she can destroy an event just by showing up. aside from Nero.

Race and Background

Watanabe is a totally normal guy, so that’s a Human. just a regular ol’ human. yep. ignore the fire sword. that gives you +1 to all stats… and that’s it. real simple stuff. he’s also a samurai, and the closest thing to that (background-wise at least) is Soldier, giving him proficiency in Athletics and Intimidation.

yep, that’s it. not everybody’s gotta have a super complicated background.

Ability Scores

Wisdom is going to be Watanabe’s highest stat- when you’re fighting demons who can kick boulders around, keeping your head on a swivel is a must. after that is Dexterity, because if you’re going to fight fire monsters I’m sure everyone will appreciate some AC. your Constitution and your Strength come next, though I’m putting the former above the latter. they’ll both be pretty even for most of the run, but it’s easier to buy a bigger sword than it is to come back to life. this means your Intelligence isn’t super high, but we’re dumping Charisma. they weren’t making supercomputers back then, and your acting is so wooden your sword could catch it on fire.

Class Levels

1. Fighter 1: we’re going to swap over to ranger soon, but first I wanted to pick up the fighter’s proficiency in Strength and Constitution saves. constitution = concentration, concentration = not wasting spell slots. you’ll also get proficiency in Acrobatics and Insight, which is nice.

now, we’re picking up your Fighting Styles a little out of order, but since we can’t Great Weapon Fighting from ranger we gotta get it now. we’ll get better with the longsword eventually, but this’ll give you the chance to re-roll 1s and 2s on damage with two-handed weapons. for now though I’d stick with a shortsword since your dexterity is slightly better than your strength.

you also get a Second Wind once a short rest for a little healing as a bonus action.

2. Ranger 1: okay, starting stuff is out of the way- almost. we get one skill proficiency for multiclassing, so pick up some Perception to spot oni ambushes better. in fact, since you’re a Deft Explorer you can even be Canny with perception for a doubled proficiency bonus.

speaking of seeing stuff better, we’re also picking up Favored Enemy to give you advantage on survival and intelligence checks related to the enemies you specialize in. obviously oni will be fiends, but those are the upper-tier oni, and you’re level 2. to start with, we’ll grab the humanoid races that we’ve been calling oni this whole time, specifically Tieflings and Aasimar. almost every adventuring party has a tiefling in it, so if you end up in a Westmarch game where you’re fighting another party, you’ll be pretty well set.

3. Ranger 2: second level rangers get another Fighting Style, so you can finally pick up Dueling for a +2 to your damage with one-handed weapons. on top of that you also learn Spells that you cast with your Wisdom, though don’t expect the modifier to do much for most of them. grab Hunter’s Mark to deal extra damage with every hit to a certain target and get even more benefits when tracking them, and Absorb Elements for a reactionary resistance to an elemental damage type plus a little extra spice on your next attack. it’s not much, but it’s your NP so it’s nice to have it early in some capacity.

4. Ranger 3: At third level you gain a Primeval Awareness of your surroundings, letting you spend a spell slot to sense the presence of extraplanar entities within a mile of your location. If we had kept Natural Explorer you would have gotten an expanded range in your favored terrain, though to be honest I’m not sure why a less accurate version of the effect is considered a good thing.

Regardless, you also join the Hunter conclave, one of the most customizable rangers in the game. oni are pretty tough, so we’re going to need all the damage we can muster against a single target. that means we’re grabbing the Hunter’s Prey option Colossus Slayer, so once per turn hitting an already damaged enemy will deal an extra 1d8 damage to them.

you also get one more 1st level spell. oni are fast, so keep up with them thanks to Longstrider for an extra 10’ of movement.

5. Ranger 4: we’re taking our first Ability Score Improvement in style with the Slasher feat. not only will this round up your Strength score to make using a longsword a better option, it’ll also give you cool new effects when you do so. now once a turn you can reduce a creature’s speed after hitting it with slashing damage, and a critical slashing hit forces the target to take disadvantage on all their attack rolls next turn.

6. Ranger 5: Fifth level rangers get an Extra Attack each action, giving you two attacks per action. To make things more interesting, you can also use your new spell Magic Weapon to further empower your attacks, giving you a +1 to damage and attack rolls for up to an hour with concentration. It is not necessarily as good as Hunter’s Mark in terms of damage, but if you need to pierce resistances or a tough hide, it is a spell that’s hard to beat.

7. Ranger 6: At sixth level you gain another set of Favored Enemies. The only other race we’ve used to make an oni at this point is the Shifter, though I could also see the Yuan-Ti Pureblood being an option if need be. You also become a Roving Deft Explorer, increasing your walking speed by 5’ permanently and giving you a swimming and climbing speed of the same rate. I guess that makes you a disciple of water spirits now.

8. Ranger 7: At the seventh level of ranger you get harder to hit when you learn a Defensive Tactic like Multiattack Defense. If a creature hits you with an attack, you now gain a +4 bonus against all subsequent attacks they make that turn.

You also gain another fiery attack thanks to Searing Smite. Spend your bonus action charging up your attack, then deliver an attack that deals a little extra damage right away, and at the end of each turn for up to a minute the target will have to make a Constitution save. If they fail, they will take more fire damage, while a success or an ally spending an action to put out the fire will end the spell. This is just about the most accurate form of your Noble Phantasm, though we will pick up one more later.

9. Fighter 2: Second level fighters gain their Action Surge, giving you an extra action once per short rest. This means you can cast two spells each turn, or make up to four attacks using two actions. given how many features you have that become more useful the more attacks you make, this is sure to come in handy.

10. Fighter 3: At the third level of fighter you finally become a proper Samurai, giving you a free History proficiency as well as a Fighting Spirit. As a bonus action up to three times per day you can use this spirit to give yourself temporary HP, and give you advantage on all weapon attacks for the turn. When used at the right moment, this can turn the tide of a fight quite handily.

11. Fighter 4: Use your next Ability Score Improvement to raise your Strength once more. We’ve put a lot of effort into making your sword effective, so it would be nice to be accurate with it.

12. Ranger 8: We get our next Ability Score Improvement right away, so it’s time for some Human Determination. This is an Unearthed Arcana feat, so if your DM doesn’t like it, feel free to replace it with just about any feat that rounds up your Dexterity score. If your DM is okay with the feat, it will let you make one attack, check, or save per short rest at advantage. Much like Watanabe himself, this feat is simple, yet invaluable in a rough spot.

You also have Land’s Stride form being a ranger, it lets you ignore plant-based difficult terrain and gives you advantage on saves against magical plants, which shafts tundra- or desert-based rangers rather heavily, I must say. Still, that’s not why we’re here.

13. Ranger 9: Ninth level rangers get third level spells like Elemental Weapon. Now you can spend an action to add fire, acid, cold, lightning, or thunder damage to your weapon, giving it a +1 bonus to hit and an extra 1d4 damage of the chosen type for up to an hour. Fire would be the most in-character, but we understand that most fiends are resistant to that damage type. Perhaps you can follow a certain Demon Slayer’s lead and choose cold instead?

14. Ranger 10: Tenth level rangers are Tireless, and if you’re going to catch up to Ibaraki Douji, you’ll certainly need it. This lets you gain temporary HP as an action Proficiency times per day, and you heal from exhaustion on short rests as well. You can also use Nature’s Veil as a bonus action, turning yourself invisible for a round Proficiency times per day as well.

15. Ranger 11: We are taking a certain demon slayer’s advice this level and making our sword flow like water to damage any number of demons who get too close. Well, like wind, anyway. The Whirlwind Attack multiattack uses your action to make one melee attack per creature within 5’ of you for (theoretically) up to 26 attacks in a single action. Though if you find yourself standing on an oni while an oni stands on you, you likely have bigger issues than DPS.

You also gain the spell Protection from Energy, giving yourself or an ally resistance to one kind of elemental damage for up to an hour. Choose fire against Ibaraki Douji, Acid against Shuten Douji, or Cold against Ibuki Douji. There’s options for everyone!

16. Ranger 12: use this ASI to bring up your Strength once more for more accurate and more damaging attacks.

17. Ranger 13: thirteenth level rangers get fourth level spells like Guardian of Nature. I’m sure the great tree option is great, but we’re mostly here to become a Primal Beast. it gives you a faster walking speed, darkvision up to 120’, advantage on strength-based attacks, and even a little extra damage with melee weapons. all things a growing Tsuna needs to take down an oni!

18. Ranger 14: at fourteenth level we get one last Favoured Enemy, and yes, it’s finally time to pick Fiends. Also you can Vanish as a bonus action to hide, and you can’t be tracked except by magic, though it’s level 18- anything tracking you has magic. Not the greatest level.

19. Ranger 15: level 15 is a great level though, since you gain the Superior Hunter’s Defense Uncanny Dodge. Now as a reaction to getting hit by an attack you can halve the damage of that attack against you. If you get grappled though make sure to use Freedom of Movement to escape. A lot of people in Japan can summon snakes for some reason? Don’t get constricted that sucks.

20. Ranger 16: our last ASI is for a boost in Constitution, both for the additional bonus to concentration saves as well as the extra 20 HP. It’s not a flashy way to end the build, but this hasn’t been a flashy build.

Pros and Cons

Pros:

Despite not looking like too much on paper, Watanabe no Tsuna is actually incredibly consistent in combat, with ways to reroll low damage rolls, spells that deal damage hit after hit, and an ungodly number of ways to get advantage on those attack rolls to keep the hits coming. He won’t wipe out a boss in one hit like Sanson, but he won’t tire out after that one hit either. The one thing I’d say he’s missing is Great Weapon Master. If I had an extra feat to use here, I would.

Tsuna’s defenses make him very good at dealing with duels against powerful enemies. He has solid defenses, and if he scores a crit against the boss with one of his many advantages then they have an even tougher time breaking through that disadvantage. Even if he does get hit, he can use Uncanny Dodge to take less damage, and then he’ll have an even higher AC for the rest of the turn.

While this wasn’t really the goal of the build, he’s also very versatile. His two best spells are Protection from Energy and Elemental Weapon, both of which let you choose your flavor. If you’re playing to character you’ll bump up against fiends’ fire resistance a lot, but really as long as you know what you’re getting into, you’ll have something that can help.

Cons:

we’re balancing a couple different stats to make everything work, so you’re not really good with a sword until like, level 11. which is not good for a saber. the high wisdom’s in character, but you might want to think about swapping that over to strength if you plan on playing this build in a low-level game.

also our good buddy concentration is back to ruin our day, just like every other ranger. your concentration saves are actually really good, but it’s rough having to choose between keeping your weapon hot or keeping yourself from being burned to a crisp.

you don’t have great Charisma, so even if you know everything there is to know about the oni you’re fighting, good luck telling the rest of the party.

[misaverawrites]

Sing For The Moment (Johnny Silverhand x Reader)

a/n: this is a Johnny Silverhand supremacy blog babes.

tags: 2010s-2020s pre-arasaka Johnny, flirting, use of the word babe, you replace Johnny after he goes solo, band AU, fem! reader, cursing, fake dating

prompt/summary: “I was in a band but had to leave suddenly due to family issues and months later I found out that they replaced me with you.” Prompt from @dailyau and @yellowmagicalgirl

Who the hell is this guy? You think to yourself, he looked familiar to you. The way he walked and carried himself, the metal arm from those new cybernetic things...

"Johnny!" You hear Kerry call out to him and make his way over to the Rockerboy.

"Hey man, how are you doin'? Band sucks now that I'm gone?"

You suddenly remember now, staring at him a bit more, the sunglasses shining from the stage lights hitting him and the way he and Kerry laugh together.

Johnny Silverhand... Legend in the making.

Suddenly he turns and sees you standing there, staring at him next to the microphone. He takes off his sunglasses and almost entrances you with the way his brown eyes sparkle as they glint with confidence and charisma.

You replaced this guy?

"(Y/N)!" Kerry calls you over as Johnny flashes you a smirk, how did you replace this guy?

You make your way over to the two, smiling nervously.

"What did you need, Ker?" You try and ask as casually as possible, you really want to meet Johnny just a little bit though.

"Well, Johnny, this is your replacement, she actually comes to rehearsal on time," He jokes a bit to Johnny.

Johnny flashes you a smile and Kerry walks off to go handle the rest of the band.

"So, Johnny... What's it like being in the big leagues now?" You joke a bit as he lets out a scoff.

"It's corpo bullshit, babe. Enjoy your time with Kerry before you get too famous... I could also use a guitarist though and someone to keep on my arm to rile the press up a bit."

You laugh at the proposition and then look at him to see that he is fully serious about it. You raise your eyebrows at him as he continues to stare at you while waiting for your answer.

"Are you proposing that we fake date?"

He nods before simply saying, "Why not?"

You cannot help but scoff but listen to him as he explains his piece.

"Look, babe, I get to watch those journalists shit themselves over me having another girl on my arm and you get some attention and probably some fans who want to be you." All of this is making sense, you can't help but consider it a bit.

"And it'd only be fake dating? For the cameras?" He rolls his eyes at this question and nods at you, "It's only fake unless you want it to go somewhere." You stare at him, considering it for a bit longer, you then nod and smile at him. You might want this to go somewhere.

[wh6res]

WHEN YOU FIND OUT HE HAS AN ONLYFANS BC HE ACCIDENTALLY CASTED HIS LAPTOP SCREEN TO THE SMART TV

feat. the ‘00 line : tw suggestive

✰ — RENJUN is mortified. wtf his screen turned black right as he was cropping off his face from the video of himself masturbating in the car, where he does most of his onlyfans content bc duh he can’t do it in the apartment. you were always straight home after classes. a homebody. he cant just splay himself on the bed and moan and whine loudly to his heart’s content or else you’ll hear him and god no he’d rather die than you finding out he has an onlyfans. but just as he was furiously pressing the space button of his laptop to get it work somehow, your head pokes inside the door. “uhm, renjun i think you accidentally casted your screen on the tv” “ha ha what? no i did not” and right on cue, he hears the very distinct “ugh baby bet you want this cock in your mouth don’t you? i do too” coming from the living room and his cheeks were tinged red when he fell to his knees. “yn please let me explain!”

✰ — JENO is proud. you and him are quite close, he wouldn’t call it being bestfriends but still, he’s comfortable in your presence and so are you with him. its not that he’s keeping his onlyfans a secret, it’s just you never really asked anyway so he didn’t tell you anything. you and him were chilling in the living room like always. just you getting some readings done on the coffee table while he edits his pictures on the sofa. he had his earphones on and everything and was just doing quick last touchups for this latest nude pic he’s going to post tonight. just when his laptop screen turned black, the smart tv opened on its own, you and jeno’s eyes widened questioningly until there it was. his nude pic; standing before the gym’s locker room mirror, holding his hard dick on one hand, phone on the other, with his tongue teasingly peaking out. “okay but can i see the real thing right now?” jeno doesn’t let the shock paint his features. simply, he smirks.“fine but no drooling”

✰ — HAECHAN is shameless. he’d be kinda confused as to why his laptop’s screen suddenly turned black on him while he’s editing the audio for a new video he’ll be uploading in the weekend. he’d be plugging up his laptop charger bc he thought the device was drained, until he heard slick sounds and his moans coming from the living room. where you were. holy shit. when he bolts out his room, he finds you choking on your chips, sat upright on the couch as you can’t even take your eyes off the screen. he was going to apologize but when he saw the pink tinge on your cheeks and the way your legs clenched as you watched the video of him jerking himself off, he didn’t feel sorry. “are you that fascinated that you can’t take your eyes off my cock, baby? there’s more where that came from” and when you shyly waddled inside his room well... “hey wanna make a sex video with me? we can split the money”

✰ — JAEMIN is clueless. so like jeno, jaem over here isn’t going crazy trying to keep his onlyfans a secret. he wanted to tell you initially about it but the topic was never breached in everyday conversation until eventually he forgot to tell you about it completely. he had been streaming live that night until his toe might’ve accidentally pressed the button that said screencast just as he was about to cum all over his hands. meanwhile you in the living room, raised an eyebrow when the movie cuts and you see him on screen, right when he says “i wish you were here with me. your pussy would feel amazing choking my cock” when his stream was over, he hears a knock on his bedroom door and he immediately put his pjs back on before opening it. “hey jaem thanks for free content, thats some good stuff you have there. maybe i can join in sometime, okay thats all i have to say! bye~” “uh wait hold tf up what do you mean”

✰ — YANGYANG is relieved. okay so yeah he’s keeping it a secret but only because from what he remembers, you were always more on the conservative side. bb is scared you might kick him out if you find out he’s a content creator at onlyfans. okay definitely, his secret keeping needs a little bit of work because he literally left the tab open, right on his profile. you and him were working on a project together and you had insisted he casts his laptop screen on the tv for the presentation file and boiiiii he accidentally casted the wrong tab omfg im dying. his fingers trembled trying to find the uncast button as the most recent video he posted autoplayed “hey babe, you back? daddy’s been waiting for such a long time i missed your sweet pussy” but he pauses when he hears you laughing. “omg yangyang! i cant believe you have a daddy kink wtf!” well at the end of the day, he’s just relieved he doesn’t have to hide it from you anymore and he can still live here.

✰ — SHOTARO is cheeky. okay if yalls think he’s going to be all innocent and embarrassed and soft uwu about the whole thing lmao hell no. i dont think he is. i bet he’s hiding all that sexayyy charisma under that cute face and it’s also probably why he’d have a hoard of people on his onlyfans. addicted to the contrast of that cute, soft voice of his going deep and domineering when the led lights in his room turn red. okay so you were running around the room almost late to your appointment when he “accidentally” hits screencast on his laptop. and suddenly the smart tv opened and he tried gulping down his laughter when you literally stopped in your tracks and watched the video of him unfold. “i bet baby’s laying down right now with her fingers shoved inside her cunny, getting off at the sight of my cock, hm slut?” your eyes widened like saucers and shit your pussy just clenched. “taro wtf is that-that you?” “i don’t know, why don’t you come here and find out, baby?”

headcanon reqs are open bitches !! had so much fun making this lmao idk alot abt onlyfans so im sorry if some of the details are wrong :'>

[sugar-petals]

SuperM: Their Orgasm Faces

a/n. i’ve written the same scenario for bts and thought this is perfect for these guys as well 💦

warnings ⚠️ multiple rounds, masturbation, loud sex, crying

➸ Taemin Constant little trembles. Puffy lips and a huge back arch. Softly moving hips that know exactly what they’re doing, reacting to your every touch. Balmy moans for the gods, they’re such a giant turn-on. His face looks so soft and relaxes into the pleasure without restraint. And my god, the hair. It’s like an old Italian painting. The voice is just as indulging — all those little “ha...” noises he makes. So lush and super breathy. Long story short: He looks perfect in the unlikely case someone forgot. What more can I tell you. He’s broadcasted it to the entire world at this point. In fact, isn’t Taemin’s entire cinematic work a silk and satin-laced compilation of o-faces? Even his haters can’t deny that. He has the perfect variety, perfect sensuality. Never out of place, never too feeble nor too much. He doesn’t just show that to you in bed, he truly owns it. Taemin’s orgasms are really drawn out, it’s the most amazing spectacle. So much to see: And you never know when the first one ends and the second one starts. He’s that erotic and completely swayed by you. If there’s one person completely in tune with his arousal and amps it up to the maximum, and takes you higher yourself with him, that’s Lee Taemin. He cums more beautifully than anyone you’ve ever seen. Fuck, it feels like you have to write him a ten-page thank you letter for being able to witness that. One word suffices: he’s fantastic.

➸ Taeyong You won’t believe it. He is so handsome, but he tries to hide his face. Or buries his hands in his hair, and twists himself to the side. Sometimes, into a pillow. Othertimes, a blanket or a sleeve. Taeyong doesn’t like his pleasure being seen. He’s not just shy; he’s reserved, delicately cautious. He’d rather have his hair fall into his face and conceal all the sweet emotions that surface. His lips are tightly shut and more often than not, he looks away. Even when he’s by himself getting off to the thought of you, he can’t keep his head up. It’s a shame, but you also figure it’s because he gifts himself to you to be very protected, not judged or consumed. Taeyong needs your guidance and strength. That’s why you hug him and let his face rest in the crook of your neck, and it becomes his favorite spot to lean into when he’s coming. Taeyong is more reassured this way. His eyebrows raise and he’s giving you the most heavenly whimpers. It overwhelms him every time. But that’s the place where he can finally moan it out. His voice is so gorgeous, and desperate, and full of gratitude towards you. When he really trusts you, he’s — god — actually grunting in his deep voice and sometimes meets your eye fleetingly. Or sucks in air and holds it before his whole body erupts. Oh my god. Those thighs are gonna go through an entire earthquake. Truth be told: NCT didn’t lie when they sang about a volcano, did they.

➸ Jongin Come on. The main dancer who has his face all up in a camera every stage, making people worldwide bust a nut by just raising a corner of the mouth. If there’s one person with the best, most intense facial expressions? It’s Kai all the way. Just throw the OSCAR right at him. Matter of fact, we all know he is the king of being absolutely stunning in bed. Jongin always looks like he wants to take you in completely, his entire upper body goes forward. His eyes are deep and glistening, but not fully mysterious. First and foremost they’re hundred percent passion just as you’d expect from him. The brows, the fucking brows! The lips, mumbling, and the jaw is in motion even if you wouldn’t pay attention to it at first. And by contrast, he looks more in love than anyone else. Can we appreciate how romantic Kai’s vibe is? How does he do it? He yearns and calls you babe, the entire face feels twitching and shaky. As if he was suffering from being so enamoured, but it feels so good to him. Every new thrust makes his expression change a bit. How he’s allowing himself to feel you literally paints a living story on his features. Toward the middle and the end of his climax, Kai looks so vulnerable and lost in the pleasure that you gave him or he gave himself. It’s almost like he is underwater. If you ever look into those dreamy eyes... Kai’s orgasm face will put an actual spell on you. Have a guess. The spell is called: Make you even hornier and throw your fucking head back from all that good stuff.

➸ Mark Yeah, uh-oh. The bomb is going off right here. It feels like Mark didn’t fuck for literal months every time even if you had sex the other day. His jaw is hanging open throughout. The eyes wide. Lips shivering, only a little. A bit of saliva is pooling just there. Then, his head falls forward. Hair in his eyes, brows clenched toward the middle. He looks like he can’t believe it, he’s helpless to the power it has over him. His orgasm darts through his body like a thunderbolt. You got it, sex with Mark is exactly that, so electric. It arrives fast and it’s over fast. And it’s massive, catches him off guard so often. A big, sweeping “Ah—h!” that carries him away like a tidal wave. Who’s the living super car in SuperM? That’s Mark Lee who goes through his climax like he’s watching a train speed by. What can he do but curse himself and moan. Something is possessing this poor man. His face looks like he has to keep up with his own damn reflexes. Can you imagine how hard his body is going to clutch if he just cums in one go? And if he tries to kiss you during that? What the fuck Mark! He just never calms down, does he. Or wait — fast forward... oh wonder: He falls asleep only minutes after. His face: now completely angelic. Mark really put all his heart and mind and cum into this one orgasm. This guy has dedication and it shows. He always delivers you one hell of a show. Rumor has it you have a couple videos of it on your phone.

➸ Baekhyun Clenches his teeth so hard. The first you’ll hear is a loud and whiny “nnh!” in the buildup. And that’s when you know he can’t go back. The entire neck seems under pressure. He stares. Gasps for air. The breathing, raw as fuck. Up and down goes that chest all the way against you. In fact, he breathes the fastest in the group. His face gets so heated. All those veins come out. This guy’s blood flow is a new level. Releasing tons of stress and energy. His eyes are squeezed shut as soon as it begins because it’s so strong and relieving, it’s borderline painful. He couldn’t speak for the first five seconds even if he tried. Only the second wave brings out a stifled chain of moans that he surrenders to. On some days, he even starts crying from relief. It takes minutes upon minutes until he cools off entirely. Baekhyun is so orgasmic, he’s all splayed out on the bed afterwards or deeply engrossed in your embrace for endless cuddles. I’m telling you. Should you ever get a second orgasm out of him, he’s gonna be reduced to a puddle. A shaking, sobbing mess that can’t stop wailing. There’s only begging for more in these eyes. It goes without saying that you need the most sound-proof room there ever was because he is at the top of his voice. Baekhyun being loud for you is a natural staple. PS: Mark my words. Should you get him to a third orgasm, he’s gonna be screaming without a pause and his fucking tongue is hanging out. 

➸ Yukhei As if he can ever stop wiggling his brows at you. Did you expect he just lets loose and rolls his eye back? No, no. He keeps looking right at you until the end. Full Xuxi confidence and charisma at play. Lots of nicknames coming at you, he’s gonna say them all. That level of eye contact is gonna get you going big time. You know how large and wonderful his eyes are, like a doe’s. Lucas hardly closes them unless it comes to getting blowjobs. Where he’s gonna look at you very intensely most of the time anyway. Lucas tries to not let the sensations overcome him so he remains present with you. He never really seems like he indulges all the way like Taemin or Kai would. The whole thing is pretty suspicious because he doesn’t fully ease into your interplay of movements. Guess why... at any point, he’s invested in making you cum and keeps on pulling out his magic tricks until you’re getting there. He’s gonna use those big fucking hands (he knows you love ‘em) and goes on and on until he has you there. Yukhei’s personality is all over the place, but he has steely concentration during sex. Not to mention the technique. He’s even gonna go for pushing his hair back as a killing part. No mediocre, he’s doing the most. After all: Lucas cums the best if he just saw you losing it or you’re on the way. Synchronizing your orgasms is difficult, but he puts all his focus into achieving just that. Yukhei is an expert in how close you are after a while, and even starts letting himself fall back into the sheets below you when you release together. 

➸ Ten Perfectly understated. Lids heavy, lips opened just a bit. Elegant, almost, and chesty in tone. He’s the connoisseur. My god. It’s the most gentlemanly someone could ever cum. His forehead is so sweaty as is his hair and back, because if Ten fucks he does it properly, but still. He’s so calm. He could be in your arms for more than half an hour and be fully composed. The focus and self-control is just phenomenal. Completely in the moment, not missing a heartbeat. Which is such a hard thing to do but it’s effortless with him. Ten knows the value of moderation and tension. He’s not keeping his groans in for the whole time and only moans when he comes. Not at all. It’s a different story with him. It all builds up perfectly and comes out freely whenever. He’s actually pretty close to singing, his voice accompanies his breathing in ideal sync. So melodic. Ten is all smitten by you. Nothing is kept in. He looks at you so fondly, he enjoys himself so much. So, it becomes a beautiful loving serenade. His face doesn’t make any sudden or extreme contortions either. The expression moves and changes very slowly, is very easy on the eye. Every minute with him is fulfilling. Ten is all wrapped up in the mood and the groove like it’s business. Prepare to lose your fucking mind, these are new levels of feeling good. Not one awkward moment, just making love. Oh my god are you lucky.

art: The Great Wave off Kanagawa (1829-33) — by Hokusai

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