#ooooh this hurt meeee

[annonniiiiieeeee]

leo to usagi at some point after their together: ooooooo you had a crush on meeee

This probably happens when they are telling someone how they met. How they got to know each other. I’m going to say it’s Sunita getting caught up on everything that happened.

They’re going back and fourth telling the story, and they get to the part where Usagi gets hurt during training.

“I was at training the next morning and I was sparing with Gunichi, but I wasn’t focused.” Usagi turned to look over at Leo. “I couldn’t stop thinking about Leonardo-chan.”

Leo looked at his boyfriends tender gaze and immediately has to tease him. “Ooooh you had a crush on me.”

“Yes.” Usagi said it so certainly. Leo’s cheeks heated up at his boyfriend’s openness. “Though at the time I should have focused more on training as Gunichi broke my wrist thanks to my distraction.”

Leo’s brain finally caught up with what Usagi was saying. “Wait! That’s how your wrist got broken!” Usagi quickly looked down more embarrassed by his carelessness in training then his original crush on Leonardo.

[vay99]

Hanji x f!reader

Drunk

Anime/Manga: Attack on titan

"Oh no." you say as you find Hanji drunk in the dining hall. 

"OH NO." you say as Erwin returns to their table with another bottle of wine, clearly drunk. 

"Oh no no no no no." you say as you see Levi laying on the floor, he definitely drank too much. 

"Ooooh (y/n)! Come drink with uuus!" Hanji calls you over.

"I uhm." 

"Somon geht me... to ma bed." Levi slurs, failing to stand up. 

"I feel like a babysitter, God damn." you speak to yourself as you help Levi to stand up properly, one arm around your shoulder. 

"Erwin, help me. Now." you command your boss, but you couldn't care less. While you're helping Levi reach his room, Hanji follows you and talks about every nonsense. 

"No, Erwin, don't. Hah... whatever." you put the blanket over Levi and Erwin, who just collapsed onto the bed, and leave with Hanji. 

"You know that Titan heads are light as a feather?" 

"Yes Hanji, I do." 

"And that Titans-" 

"Okay, Hanji, I know all of your Titan facts. Every breakfast, every lunch and every dinner." you stop her, cause dunken Titan facts are too much for your brain right now. 

"Aaaaaaaaaah, theeen... what would you do if the Titans would be gone. Like this, poof. Gone." Hanji asks as you've reached her room. 

"Probably hide all alcohol so we can actually enjoy our freedom." you laugh, trying to get her into her bed. 

"Nooo, I don't want sleep. Staying up." she complains like a child. 

"Hanji, stop it. You need sleep now. If I let you walk around you'll get hurt, like always. You're a genius but once you're drunk you're- Stop chewing on your pillow." 

"Stay with meeee (y/n), then I'll sleep." 

"Okay." you give in, getting comfortable on her bed. 

"(y/n), how do you think titans have sex?" Hanji asks once you lay down next to hear. 

"I don't wanna know."

"But whyyyy? It's interesting. Do they hide their genitals or do they have other methods. Uuuuh what if titan babies are born threw their spit?!" Hanji sits up straight in bed, in total euphoria. 

"Hanji, lay down and go to sleep. No more titans." you pull her back by her arm. 

"(y/n)?" 

"Go to sleep." losing your patience you're about to snap. 

"What would you do if the Titans would be gone? And we wouldn't have to fight?" she repeats the question from earlier. 

"I don't know, I've been a soldier ever since 15. I can't imagine a different life." you stare at the ceiling, the candle spending a bit light. "And you?" 

"I wanna see the world outside. With all of you. No fights, just discovering everything. And find Levi a girlfriend, he seems so sexual frustrated." Hanji stares at her hands while talking, making her kast comment even more hilarious. 

"Aren't we all?" you start laughing in which she joins in. 

After the laughter dyed down Hanji rolls herself over and lays, face down, in your boobs. "This is heaven." and passes out, immediately snoring. "I like boobs." 

"Me too, me too Hanji." patting her head before drifting off to sleep as well. 

Hanji wakes up with a major headache, waking you up threw her groaning. 

"My head." she complains, rolling around as she holds her head. 

"Then go back to sleep." you yawn, still tired from the night, dragging drunken idiots around can be exhausting. 

"(y/n)????? What are you doing here?" she gasps, sitting up a little too fast. "Argh my head." 

"I'll get you a pill." you sigh, leaving the warm bed as you shuffle towards the bathroom. 

Swallowing the pill with water made Hanjis headache endurable. 

"Thanks (y/n)." she sets her glass down again as she hides under the blanket. "What, what did I do yesterday?" 

"Oh just the usual, talking about titans, how much you love them, that you want levi go get a girlfriend, what you'd do if the walls disappeared, you know, the usual." you explain, feet playing with the blanket. 

"Haha, that's good to hear." the stone falling off her chest was probably heard outside the walls as well, until... 

"Oh and you said you liked me~" you joke, remembering her diving straight, or rather jot so straight, jn between your breasts. 

"OH NO! I'm so sorry, I wanted to confess on a better way..." Hanji rolls around on the bed, clearly panicking. 

"You just did." you burst into laughter, holding her wrist so she stops pulling her hair, and eventually going bold. 

"Huh?"

"You didn't actually confess, you only layed, face down, on my boobs and said 'this is heaven'." you think about last night, chuckling as you watch her cheeks turn pink.

"I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing? Boobs are heaven. And you're always welcome in my heaven~" you whisper as you're slowly leaning in, placing a kiss on her cheek.

"I-I-I, yes." she nods, jumping into your arms.

"Sometimes I forget that you're older then me."

"You still love me, jokes on you." she mutters into your chest.

"Yeah I do, but if you don't go back to sleep I'll make Levi haunt you." you warn her with a sweet voice, patting her head.

"Good night (y/n)."

"Good night Hanji."

"(y/n)?"

"Mhm?"

"How do you think titans have sex?"

"..."

"I'll better run, bye. AAAAAAH!"

[azurelyy]

*smooch smooch* 😳

Okay, get ready, your unpopular opinions on Naruto ✨

Top 5 anime movies 💓

Fuck, marry, kill: Kento, Megumi and Yuji (I think I know your answer, or at least the marry one) 👀 (I've been paying attention 🤭)

And tell me about your crush or bf or both❤️

I know these are many but I wanna get to know you:)

MWAH 💋. Thank you for the asks! Let’s dive in.

Hmmm… I think the biggest unpopular Naruto opinion of mine is that the writing just gets bad and lazy during the War Arc. And I don’t mean like it’s just too long or whatever, I mean genuinely, I think it kind of becomes… a bad anime. Plz don’t hate meeee. But like, they resurrected/brought back to life/whatever you want to call it SOOOOO many irrelevant characters and kept rehashing the same themes to death. I genuinely think my brain cells died during that arc and I’m amazed I ever finished the show, honestly.

I of course love the characters and this show to death, but I think it’s fair for us to acknowledge flaws within media, even if we love it. 🤷🏻‍♀️ I could go more in-depth on this, but for the sake of not losing all my friends and followers, I’ll stop there 😅

OMG THIS IS SO HARDDDD. I’ll try and rank them but this hurts my little soul lol. I’m assuming Miyazaki counts for anime movies here…

1. Kiki’s Delivery Service

2. Spirited Away

3. Your Name

4. Howl’s Moving Castle

5. Dragon Ball Super: Broly

FMK: Kento, Yuji, Megumi

Omg I feel bad… 🥺

Fuck: Megumi. I want to know what he feels like… and he’s really pretty lol.

Marry: Kento. He is Daddy.

Kill: Yuji… I’m so sorry lol. He’s just not really my type 😅

Ooooh, tell you about my boyfriend? Can do! He’s 6 years older than me, ginger, and has really great arms lol. He is literally the most amazing person and my best friend 🖤. I am not really good at sappy stuff, so I’ll stop there… but yeah. He’s great 🥰

[katherine1753]

Fic Preferences Tag Game

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[turbocao]

Listen is it my fault if Toriel dresses like a literal cult leader and talks to you like you're dumb while clearly keeping stuff from you?! It was the beginning of the game and I thought she wanted to hurt me 😭😭😭😭

[cruentu-s]

MEET THE MUSE.

Rules: Answer in-character. Repost, don’t reblog. Tagged by: @iruludavare​ ( thank yoooou!!! ) Tagging: Anyone who hasn't done this yet!!

► NAME ➭ “Red. ... Satoshi if you want me to like. Kill you.” ► ARE YOU SINGLE? ➭ “Yep.” ► ARE YOU HAPPY? ➭ “Sometimes. I think so.” ► ARE YOU ANGRY?  ➭  “...Nn. Not so much anymore.” ► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ➭ “Nope. Dad walked out.”

NINE FACTS!

► ‘BIRTH’ PLACE ➭ “Pallet town - in Kanto. Super cute, super small.” ► HAIR COLOR ➭ “Black. Mom used to say it was like, blue black.” ► EYE COLOR ➭  “Red. Dark dark red. People hate it.” SNERKS. ► BIRTHDAY ➭ “August.... Seventh..? Eighth? I think eighth. Yep. August 8th.” ► MOOD ➭ “Doing okay. Lingering on stuff a lot lately.” ► GENDER ➭ “Male, I guess. Kinda just don’t wanna be perceived period, right.” ► SUMMER OR WINTER ➭ “Winter. No question.” ► MORNING OR AFTERNOON ➭ “... Evening.”

ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE!

► ARE YOU IN LOVE?➭ “Mm... Nah. Don’t think so.” ► DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? ➭ “No way.” ► WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP? ➭ “Don’t really know if you can count it.” ► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? ➭ “... Probably.” ► ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS? ➭ “Well, yeah. Who isn’t.” ► HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK? ➭ “Mhm. Me and Pikachu hug like a hundred times a day.” ► HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER? ➭ “Don’t know if it’s, like. Much of a secret. Be a local legend for a while and you’ll be surprised how many admirers you get.” ► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART? ➭ “Too many times to count. Ha.”

CHOICES!

► LOVE OR LUST ➭ “Love. Definitely.” ► LEMONADE OR ICED TEA ➭ “Ooooh. Lemonade, probably. Or iced tea if its sweet.” ► A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS ➭ “I guess a few best friends. All of it’s hard to maintain, though. So eh.” ► WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN ➭ “Chh. ... Neither. Wild night in if I have to.” ► DAY OR NIGHT ➭ “Night. Always. Way more peaceful.”

HAVE YOU EVERS!

► BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT ➭ “Mm... Never caught.” ► FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS ➭ “All the time. Super clumsy.” ► WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT? ➭ “Mhm. Think everyone does at some point.”

PREFERENCES!

► SMILE OR EYES ➭ “Eyes. Definitely. Smiling doesn’t mean anything.” ► SHORTER OR TALLER ➭ “... Taller? I guess. Don’t really care. ‘m not super tall, so.” ► INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION ➭ “Kinda hand in hand, isn’t it. Attracted to someone’s intelligence.” ► HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP ➭ “Relationship I guess. ... I ‘unno. Easier to disappoint someone you’re dating, though. So maybe hookup.”

FAMILY!

► DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG ➭ “Mm... Kinda. Mom is happy when she sees me. So I guess so.” ► WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP LIFE” ➭ “... Yeah. ‘d say that.” ► HAVE YOU EVER RAN AWAY FROM HOME ➭ “Not really. Left too early for there to be any running away.” ► HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT ➭  “Nah. Mom would never do that.”

FRIENDS!

► DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS ➭ “No. The hell. Why keep someone in your life if you hate them. Waste of time.” ► DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS ➭ “Guess so.” ► WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND ➭ “Pikachu. For sure. Ride or die.” ► WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU ➭ PFFT. “No one. Not even meeee. That’s the fun of it, right.”

[theoddcatlady]

Family Reunion

“Is that it?”

Garrett craned his neck forward to get a better view and I suppressed a giggle. “Yes, babe, that’s my parents’ house. What did you expect?”

“When you said you lived in a wooded area, I dunno, pictured creepy cabin, bloody axe on the doorstep...”

I kissed his cheek before gently elbowing his side. “Come on, park the car, I can’t wait to see my mom!”

There was already over a dozen cars parked on the lawn, it was a wonder Garrett could find a spot. I could hear the nieces and nephews already playing in the backyard, probably climbing up and down from my old treehouse or chasing the cats in the pole barn. “Probably Uncle Reese and his family arrived yesterday,” I said as I climbed out of the car.

Garrett was already attempting to lift both our bags, making a big show of grunting and heaving. “Man, you weren’t kidding when you said your family goes all out for reunions. Did you pack the whole bathroom?” He groaned.

“Oh, stop it!”

I suppose his shock was justified, I hadn’t really told him much other than that I have a big family and my house isn’t exactly small either.

The ruckus only grew louder as we hurried up to the front door, I was practically dancing in place. “We’re home!” I announced as I walked in the front door, Garret poking his head in nervously behind me.

My mom ran in from the kitchen, her eyes lighting up as she wiped her flour covered hands on her apron. “Emma! Oh my baby girl, you’re home! I missed you so much!” I swear she was crying a little as she wrapped me in an uncomfortably tight hug. I could smell cinnamon in her hair.

“Mom, you’re crushing me. And you saw me just last month!” I managed to untangle myself from her before gesturing to the guy trying to hide behind me. “Mom. This is Garrett.”

Mom wiped her eyes, getting a swathe of flour on her face. “Oh, I’m sorry, Garrett. Emma’s told me all about you, I hope she’s not forgotten to tell you about me?”

Garrett laughed in an attempt to hide his nerves. “Of course, Mrs. Silver! It’s a pleasure to finally meet you!” He held out his hand all formal like. Mom took this as an invitation to yank him into a hug. My mom’s short but she is a strong little lady.

“None of that Mrs. Silver stuff, call me Diane! My, you’re a tall fellow, aren’t you?” She pulled apart to look him up and down. “Nice muscles! You have great taste, Emma!”

“Mom! Please!” I hid my face in embarrassment.

I heard the wood creak as a familiar set of boots walked up. I lowered my hands to see a tall man with graying hair and a thick beard.

I smiled. “Hi, dad… this is Garrett. He’ll be having dinner with us tomorrow.”

My dad eyed Garrett up and down, Garrett looked more tense than a stretched rubber band as he smiled nervously. “Mr. Silver, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He held out his hand again, I swear I saw it shake. Dad’s an intimidating man to people who know him, I can’t imagine how he looks to the person dating his little girl.

Dad stared solemnly for a few seconds, his face cold, before his eyes finally twinkled and he pulled Garrett in for a half handshake, half hug. Another thing to know about my dad- he’s a teddy bear.

“Garrett, finally, we meet! Emma’s said nothing but good things about you!” He boomed.

“Oh, really?” Garrett almost immediately relaxed. “I hope I meet your expectations!”

“Enough of that formal talk, boy!” My dad slapped Garrett on the back, nearly knocking him over. “You’re a part of the family now! I’ll take up your bags to your room, Garrett can sleep with the boys...” He trailed off as he saw me make a sour expression. “Only joking! He’s sleeping in your room too! It’s already all made up, your mom’s had it ready for a few days now.” He hoisted up both bags and headed up for the second floor.

I giggled and looped my arm in with Garrett’s. “Come on! Let’s go see my cousins! I’m sure they’re going crazy waiting to meet you!”

We found them where I expected, in the downstairs game room, the younger ones playing video games while the older ones were busy chatting it up. Roger looked up and beamed. “Hey, Emma, you made it!” He jumped up and quickly wrapped me in a hug.

“I see you’re a hugging family,” Garrett noted as he looked around.

Roger snickered and looked around the room. “Kay, the kiddos playing Super Mario are Jane, Chris, and Leon, they’re like twelve,” Chris turned around and stuck out his tongue, “Okay, Chris is thirteen, sorry, geez, the idiot who isn’t nearly as good looking as me is my twin brother Ryan, the girl wearing the red t-shirt is my little sister Bonnie, the really, really pregnant one is Mia, and the dude who totally isn’t high out of his mind is Jason.”

Jason tried to glare before he caved. “Okay, I’m a little high. But I’m not as high as I was at Christmas!” He complained. Ryan raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment.

Garrett nodded as he looked around the room. “Great, I, uh… yeah, I’m probably going to need to be reminded of your names a few more times while I’m here,” He said.

Roger gently punched his shoulder. “No worries, we’ll just beat the shit out of you if you get it wrong. Scooch over, Jason, make room for Emma and her boyfriend.” The way he said that almost made me want to punch him. Almost. I’m used to idiot cousins.

I stole one of the beanbags and made myself comfortable. “Where’s Greg, he’s usually here by now,” I said.

Ryan shrugged. “I think he’s with Uncle Keith? Rose went too.”

“Awww, I was looking forward to seeing her,” I complained.

“You’ll see her tomorrow at dinner,” Bonnie said, looking up from her phone, “But she’s trying to avoid her mom right now. She ah, brought her fiancee.”

Ooooh. I looked to Garrett. “Rose is gay, she met a girl while at college. I didn’t know they got engaged though!”

“Oh yeah!” Bonnie snickered. “You really need to get on Facebook more often. Auntie Octavia had a freaking meltdown when she saw she had changed her Facebook status to ‘Engaged to Marie Schultz.’ First it was about how she wasn’t going to have any ‘real’ grandchildren, whatever that means, and then it was about that how she didn’t tell her before announcing it to Facebook, gee, wonder why, and then it was about how it was sinful, and oh my god, it was just a dramatic shitshow!”

Jason giggled. “It was hilarious! She was crying about it with my dad on the phone, my dad was just ‘uh huh’ and ‘of course’ until he hung up, and then he went to the fridge and got like, three beers.”

Garrett nodded slowly. “Ah, the gay cousin drama. Think everyone’s been through that. Where’s the fiancee then?”

“Marie is currently in the kitchen, driving Octavia nuts.” Bonnie’s smile was downright sinister. “She was raised in a family of cooks and is wooing the crap out of the rest of the aunts. They all love her. Even Great Aunt Denise!”

My jaw dropped. “Aunt Denise? She’s the biggest Bible thumper in the family! She got shifty when my mom and dad moved in together two months before they were married!

“I know!” Bonnie threw up her arms. “Octavia is practically about to explode! Didn’t help that the stress had her screw up her stupid fruit cake, ended up adding a tablespoon of baking soda instead of like an eighth of a teaspoon. Completely ruined it, she had a meltdown and sobbed but no one really cared, frikken drama queen. I think she’s just drinking wine in the corner and pouting while Marie has everyone else eating out of her hand.”

I looked over at Mia, who seemed content as always to be quiet. “How you feeling, Mia? Aren’t you supposed to have had that baby yet?”

Mia blinked owlishly a few times. “Oh, no, not for another month… I feel ready though. I’m huge.” She groaned and squirmed a bit. “I still can’t believe there’s only one in there too.”

I giggled and reached forward, taking her hand. “I can’t wait to meet this lil guy! Or girl, you’re still keeping the gender quiet?”

“It’s gonna be a surprise! A really great surprise. I think I’ve settled on William for a boy… or maybe Leroy...” Mia sighed and threw her arms up in the air. “Nevermind, I still don’t know!”

“You should name him after meeee...” Jason teasingly flopped himself onto her shoulder, which got him shoved to the floor for his trouble. “Owwww!”

Mia smiled bashfully. “Oops?”

The rest of us laughed before Roger jumped to his feet. “Come on, let’s go raid the wine cabinet!”

Chris perked up. “Can I-”

“Absolutely not!” The cousins chimed together while Chris’ shoulders sagged.

“Come on! Jason said you guys snuck wine all the time when you were my age!”

“Yeah, and we got our butts beat so bad we couldn’t sit down for Easter lunch,” I said, ruffling his hair. “Few more years bud, we’ll turn a blind eye when you’re eighteen.”

That night I laid in my old bed, staring up at the ceiling where there used to be some sort of fanart of a TV show I used to watch. I’d long taken it down, but I could still see bits of the blue tacky stuck to the plaster.

“Your family is fucking amazing.”

Ah, wondered when that was coming. I looked up, Garrett was getting dressed for bed but had sat down at the foot of the bed to ponder the day’s events. I laughed and sat up. “I mean, they’re family, I guess they’re okay…”

“I mean it though.” Garrett turned to me, I think I saw a tear in his eye. “I’ve been hugged by people who think I’m the greatest thing since sliced bread. Your cousins, your aunts and uncles, even your dad...” His voice choked up a bit and he turned away.

I sat up and crawled to him, wrapping my arms around him in a hug. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. I know your family… well, they weren’t as… good as some.” That was an understatement. He’d opened up about what hell he’d been through. “But my family? We stick together. We never, ever hurt each other. The bad apples, well, Grandpa Oliver disowns you. And if the patriarch of the family disowns you, you’re no longer family. That’s how we do things here. And… and I love you, Garrett. That means they love you too.”

Garrett blinked a few times, probably to clear out the tears. “… I love you too, Emma.” He kissed me and I giggled, running my hands through his hair. We parted and that roguish grin of his that I’d gotten attached to returned.

“So, have you ever screwed anyone in your childhood bed?”

Answer is no, I hadn’t, and although I was paranoid about the creaking, it was a pretty great screw.

Next morning I woke up, rolled over to get some great cuddling in, and found that Garrett’s side of the bed was empty. Confused, I sat up and glanced around the room. His phone was still here, although he’d changed out of his pajamas.

Where the hell was my boyfriend?

I rolled out of bed, managing to get dressed quickly enough before heading down to the kitchen. I’d slept in, no idea why I’d not been woken up, but I headed for the kitchen first.

My mom was just sliding something into the oven when I tapped her shoulder. She spun around, setting her hand on her chest. “Christ Almighty, Emma! You could scare a person half to death!” She said.

“Mom, have you seen Garrett?” I felt my stomach growl as I smelled the soup cooking on the stove. God, I couldn’t wait for dinner. “I woke up and he was gone. Left his phone behind so I don’t think he left.”

“I don’t know, dear.” Mom frowned. “He might’ve and just forgotten, Roger and the boys had to make an emergency run into town, your grandfather was worried there wasn’t going to be enough food to go around.”

I snorted. “Mom, there’s always enough to go around… but I guess it wouldn’t be a reunion without leftovers. I’ll check the pole barn, maybe dad needed some help carving up dinner.”

The late morning sun was already warming to the typical summer heat, the littlest of the kids were playing hide and go seek, I dodged toy balls and dollies before reaching the pole barn door. I knocked a few times and reached for the handle before the door opened.

Dad stepped out, his leather apron flecked with blood. “It’s a mess, Em, it’s probably best you stay outside,” He said.

Fair enough. “Dad, have you seen Garrett? I’ve been looking for him all morning.”

“He’s with me, helping out.”

Oh thank god. I smiled. “Well, tell the idiot he left his phone inside, all right? I was worried about him.”

Dad grunted before closing the door. Men. I rolled my eyes and headed back indoors. Dad never liked to be interrupted while carving up whatever he and the guys caught. Oh, well, and Rose this time. So not just the guys.

I went to make myself busy in the kitchen. Aunt Octavia was already there being dramatic as can be while peeling potatoes, apparently that’s all my mom and the other girls trusted her with. I settled with making the bread, kneading it and letting the loaves rise while getting another ready. Never enough food, according to mom, never enough. Marie was super great though, she had a soft voice that was never loud and she had a way with chopping vegetables.

I never caught sight of Garrett, although I knew he was probably just busy with Dad. Wrapped up meat would get shifted into the kitchen thanks to Ryan and Roger, although that wasn’t my job to deal with, that was always mom’s. This year she had Marie to help, much to Aunt Octavia’s horror, although I doubt not even Marie knew the secrets to all the spices mom would throw in.

I was about five minutes from losing my mind and just grabbing a handful of the steamed broccoli and going nuts at it when my mom said it was time to bring it all to the table.

We had to always set up tables in the basement, there just wasn’t enough room anywhere else. I sat with my dad. And since he was the oldest, he got to sit near the head of the table with Grandpa Oliver.

I really am lucky to have a grandpa still around when I’m twenty three, let alone a grandpa who’s in truly great health. The man is wiry but strong, with a full head of silver hair and a cold, steely stare. But he was my grandpa, and he loved all of us grandchildren.

There were so many this year, I scanned the table for any sight of Garrett but was disappointed to see he hadn’t made it down. Where the hell was he?

Marie and Rose were holding hands across the table and giggling, I was mildly jealous of how cute they were. Aunt Octavia had quite the tongue lashing from my mother and Aunt Denise earlier, so she was holding her peace for the moment. The table was lined with bowls of mashed potatoes, fresh vegetables, various soups and stews, breads, and covered silver plated trays. My stomach was almost hurting by all good it looked, but I wasn’t a kid anymore, I couldn’t get away with snitching a bite. Especially with Grandpa watching me like a hawk. It was like he knew. I settled with chewing on my lip and staring longingly at the covered tray in front of me.

Grandpa stood and cleared his throat. “Everyone, quiet, quiet...” It didn’t take much to make everyone shut up, even the little kids knew to be quiet when Grandpa talked. “Shall I speak a prayer over the food now, before one of us snaps and starts filling their plate before the blessing?”

I almost asked about Garrett but I kept my mouth shut. The quiet murmurs of agreement circled the table and bowed their heads. I held onto my father’s and grandfather’s hand, bowing my head as well. Grandpa cleared his throat and began his prayer.

“Our creator, who gifted us with the bounty of nature, we thank you for this food, but also we thank the men who slaughtered it, the women who prepared it, and now we shall partake in what we’ve been given. In the name of the Wild’s God, amen.”

Everyone murmured amen as well and reached for the tray lids. They were lifted off and I was greeted with a cloud of steam to the face. I had to take off my glasses and wipe them off before putting them back on.

In front of me was a man’s head, steaming hot and surrounded by a garnish of greens. Its eyes had been carefully scooped out, the top of its head removable so that one could enjoy the brains. The mouth was stuffed with minced up pork by the looks of it, and the smell, oh the smell was divine. Cuts of the best parts of man and woman were scattered up and down the table.

If only Garrett could have seen it.

“Wow.”

Garrett walked in right at this moment, wiping off his still bloody hands. He looked up and down at the array. Grandpa turned around, his face stern.

“Boy, you’re off to a bad impression. You missed the blessing!” He scolded.

Garrett’s face went light pink as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry, Roger and Ryan went on ahead, I told them I could handle cleaning the workshop.”

Grandpa blinked owlishly. “… You did it on your own?”

“Well, yeah! I mean, Emma’s dad said it had to be done before we sat down to eat and… wow.” Garrett slowly approached the table, I could hear his stomach growl. “I honestly thought Emma was screwing with me, but you guys really go all out when you get together.”

Grandpa nodded. “Well then.” He looked down at where Ryan and Roger were grinning sheepishly. “Boys, you left the newcomer to do it on his own?”

“He volunteered!” Ryan complained while Roger facepalmed.

Grandpa scowled. “Just for that, you’re cleaning up after dinner,” He said. The twins groaned while I laughed and motioned for Garrett to sit the hell down.

“I was worried about you, idiot.” I lightly elbowed him.

Garrett laughed, spooning a mound of the pork from the head onto his plate. “What, did you think your dad got pissed at me and decided I was going to be dinner too?” He shook his head. “Nah, Roger and Ryan needed help, and well, I delivered. It was really nerve wracking to go hunting, but once it was done, it was… wow.”

“I mean, it wouldn’t be the first time that happened to my boyfriends.” I let Garrett stew in his horror for a few seconds before I laughed. “Kidding! The only time dad made my significant other prey was when he was caught peeping through other girl’s windows. Oh, and he cheated on me. Jack ass.”

“Oh, totally a jack ass.” Garrett gasped as a cut of the thigh was passed down. “Oh my god, that looks amazing.”

“Take a bite.” I leaned in, my breath coming to a stop. What was he going to think? Would it live up to his high expectations, the fantasies he revealed to me when he knew he could trust me?

The meat was so tender it practically fell apart with his fork. Garrett swallowed, clearly nervous before sticking it in his mouth. He chewed, swallowed… and grinned.

“Wow! It’s amazing!”

I did a little dance in my chair. “All right! Now pass me the mashed potatoes, babe, oh, and a slice of the breast meat! Love me some breasts- don’t you take that the wrong way!”

Garrett laughed, and it was then I knew he was a keeper.

[takealottodragmeawayfromreddie]

Morning!Reddie headcanons

—Winter is absolutely the best thing ever because they always wake up spooning.

—Richie will hug Eddie from behind and they’ll just lay there in their cozy cove made of sheets and pillows, warm and pure and in love.

—Richie likes to think he always wakes up first, but, actually, Eddie just likes to pretend he’s asleep so Richie will snuggle him for a little more.

—Of course, since it’s Richie, he will usually grab Eddie’s butt and stuff. And Eddie will just take it and cuddle because he lowkey loves it? And early in the morning is the only time of the day he doesn’t have to pretend he hates it? Yeah.

—Richie, obviously, notices how much he likes it. So he just leaves his hand there and everything is perfect and domestic and dreams do come true, until he, also pretending to be asleep and with the clear intention of waking Eddie up, whispers “Eds would kill me if he found out about us, hm, Mrs. K?”

—And Eddie just… do you remember that Spongebob episode when Spongebob would get into Squidward’s bed and Squidward was so sleepy that he just allowed it? And when he notices what’s going on his eyes suddenly open wide in such a memeish way? That’s Eddie’s reaction everytime Richie murmurs something like “gotta love that ass of yours, Mrs. K”.

—"DUDE, WHAT THE HELL". Sitting up and ruining all the magic bc seriously wth.

—"Oh, there you are, Eds. Sorry, same old dream I’ve been having everynight since we hit puberty".

—Eddie barely represses a psychotic tic of his right eye as Richie explodes in a uncontrollable laugh and puts his arms around him and pulls him to his chest (Eddie lowkey can’t breath and will beat the shit out of him with his clueless, bare hands if he doesn’t let go of him).

—But he doesn’t let go, he just lets him raise his head a bit so he won’t die suffocated. He’s still on top of Richie with him holding him down. And they stare into each other eyes and it’s so perfect.

—Obviously, Richie can’t see, so Eddie, trying to avoid every chance of a sappy, awkward moment happening, takes the glasses from the nightstand and roughly puts them on his face, saying something like “you look stupid trying to see without them”.

—But he’s clearly lying bc Richie looks so cute in the mornings when he makes an effort to see bc he’s to lazy to stretch out an arm to get his glasses and aAaAaAaAAAAA why is he like this Eddie is internally screaming.

—"You like me stupid", Richie smirks and Eddie just… melts. But of course he can’t admit it, so he rolls his eyes and let himself be flipped and pushed down to the bed by Richie’s weight.

—More cuddles!

—Eddie yawns and Richie just… melts. Like, so cute! And he holds him there and starts saying fluffy stuff and kissing all over his face.

—"Such a… *peck on the forehead* cute… *nuzzle on the neck* little thing… *peck on the cheek* aren’t you? *kiss on the temple* Soft… *peck on the other cheek* sleepy… *peck on the nose* boy… *peck on the lips* cute… *kiss* cute… *kiss* cute! *super hardcore and sweet smooch*

—Eddie feels in heaven. But he can’t let this damage his reputation of chaotic evil, so he puts his hand on Richie’s face, pushes him back so he can get out from under him and says “morning breath”, getting out of bed.

—He starts looking into the closet for his clothes and Richie lies down on his stomatch and whines into the pillow like a dying whale.

—"Edssss, why do you have to leave meeee"

—"I’m not leaving you, we always leave together. But it’s late and you know it. So get up".

—"But I don’t wanna go to work. It’s booooriiiing".

—"You work at the radio station because you chose it".

—"But, baby, it’s cold outside".

—"You’re a fucking child".

—"You work at a children hospital. I just prepare you for that".

—"I work at a children hospital but I’m not your babysitter".

—"That’s what you think".

—They argue until Eddie is ready and Richie finally agrees he’s getting out of bed (they have this rule that says they only cancel plans before one of them is fully dressed, so he can’t do nothing about it and he just accepts his fate as an adult).

—As Richie gets ready in front of their mirror, he usually pulls Eddie with him and wraps his arms around his waist and rests his chin on his shoulder, making him look at himself in the mirror and telling him “look at how cute that guy is! Oh, and is that devilish handsome man behind him his husband? It looks like he is!”

—Eddie just laughs and rolls his eyes. And then Richie says “just brushed my teeth. No morning breath anymore” like he won some strategy game and Eddie says “ok” and gives him a quick kiss over his shoulder before leaving the room.

—Richie always makes breakfast bc the only thing he can cook is hotcakes. Still, he’s so careless and messy that Eddie would rather do it himself.

—The thing is… they don’t have that much time. So Eddie’s boss (who is a cool guy, but he likes things being well done) calls him and Eddie lies saying he’s stuck in the traffic.

—Richie will catch up the conversation and start making street noises and scream things like “LEARN HOW TO DRIVE, ASSHOLE! OH, YEAH? YOU WANNA FIGHT? GET OFF OF THAT CAR AND FACE ME”. And Eddie tries so hard not to laugh.

—It’s all okay until Richie’s lack of attention while cooking backfires and he accidentally lands his hand on the stove and ScReAmS.

—Eddie worries about it, but, most important, he almost drops his phone and when he handles it back his boss asks for an explanation. Then diva!Richie takes the stage.

—"EDS, WATCH OUT, AN OLD LADY, OH NO, YOU’RE ON THE SIDEWALK, YOU’RE ON THE FUCKING SIDEWALK!!! OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, AM I GONNA DIE? I DON’T WANNA DIE! OH, NO, THE POOR OLD LADY! THE KIDS!!! LOTS OF KIDS EVERYWHERE, THEY ONLY WANTED TO GET TO SCHOOL, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE. Look, here comes the ambulance! *takes the phone and starts to scream to it* WEEE OOOH WEEE OOOOH! Thank God, we’re saved! OH NO THE CAR IS ON FIRE! THERE’S DEAD BODIES EVERYWHERE! WHY GOD WHY?! WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO US! WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO US! WHY MUST THE GOOD DIE YOUNG? WHEN WILL GOD HAVE MERCY ON THESE POOR UNFORTUNATE SOULS! Myhandhurtsgoodbye". Click.

—Eddie looks ready to kill him but his poor baby burned his hand and he needs help so fanny pack powers activated you’re so in trouble Richard we’ll talk about it where does it hurts honey.

—When they take care of his hand, they sit to have breakfast. And, even when all the domestic magic is back, they’re in a bit of a hurry. So Eddie makes the mistake of telling him to eat fast and Richie fucking ROLLS UP his hotcake and starts eating it like it’s a burrito.

—"RICHIE WHAT THE FUCK YOU CAN’T EAT HOTCAKES LIKE THAT".

—"Oh, sorry *still chewing*, forgot the syrup *grabs the syrup bottle and directly puts half of its content into his mouth*“.

—”…“ *dies*

—"Want some, Eds?”

—"…“ *dies again*

—”…“ *smile full of food and syrup*

—"Beep beep, Richie”.

—Since the hospital where Eddie works is on the way to the radio station, Richie always gives him a ride.

—They cruise the town in his shining classic car with 80s music blasting on the stereo or Richie’s voice changing the lyrics of famous TV shows themes.

—Tozbraks, meet the Tozbraks, they’re the modern gay age family. From the town of Derry, Maine, they’re a page right out of gaystory🎶

—"You can’t put the word ‘gay’ in every song and pretend it fits us, Rich".

—"Oh, I can’t, Eds? I can’t? Are you sure? I can’t?“

—"Uh huh”.

—"You’re right. I should put the word 'cute’ if I want it to fit you".

—"Fuck you" *blushes while internally screams*

—When they arrive to the hospital, it’s time to say goodbye. Of course Richie doesn’t need to get out of the car for that, but he does it anyway. And they just hug and kiss at the hospital’s sidewalk, and they don’t care about what anyone could think.

—"See you at dinner, Eds", Richie says as he gets back to the car. “Love ya”.

—"Love you, too, Rich" *InTeRnAlLy ScReAmInG*

—He loves this man so much.

—And he has so many explanations to give to his boss.

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City of Lovers [ Love Live/LLSIP AU ] [ Part 3/??? ]

Nico eagerly turned on Umi’s song and followed her dance routine.

“I, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8!” She quietly chanted dancing around. 

When the song finally faded out, Nico went into her ending stance with a smile on her face.

“I did it…” Nico breathed heavily, sweat starting to drip down her forehead

“Shabby. You wasted her time.” 

Nico’s smile instantly disappeared at the sound of that voice. She quickly turned to Nozomi.

“Do you just come here to taunt me?” Nico hissed.

“Ah. Don’t be like that. Eli wouldn’t like i–” Nozomi smirked.

“Don’t talk about her like you know everything she’d do.” Nico snapped. She didn’t want to hear a damned thing about Eli from Nozomi’s mouth.

Flashback

“Nico you’re really getting better at dancing. You show nice improvement.”

Eli smiled at Nico. Nozomi had been in front of the two. 

“Really… thank you E-” Nico was suddenly cut off by Eli running up to Nozomi from behind. Nico hadn’t understood what Eli had been doing until she was her push Nozomi out of the way.

“Eli!” Nico screamed as the car was covered in dark red blood. Nozomi looked at the sight softly, a soft glance of disappointment appearing in her eyes.

“Well Nico. It’s not my fault she sacrificed her life for me and not for you.” Nozomi sighed.

“Shut up! Th’ hell is wrong with you! It’s someone’s life we’re talking about!” Nico screamed, tears starting to stream down her face.

“You’re staying caught up on it for too long, Nico.”

“Eli made me happy! Eli was the most important person in my life! I…. I loved Eli!” Nico uttered out, her fists clenching.

“Just because she taught you to da–”

“Eli did more than that you fucking idiot!” Nico yelled, wiping her tears with her sleeves.

“Of course I don’t want you to get all worked up over this.” Nozomi muttered, taking a glimpse into Nico’s eyes.

“Now look. You won’t have that pure skin of yours if you keep crying and stressing yourself out.” Nozomi said, grabbing a tissue. She started dabbing Nico’s tears away.

“Do you like it when I cry or something?” Nico whimpered out, trying to tame her tears.

“No. I just like to see that you never change. You’ll always be that Nico from middle school to me you know.” Nozomi smiled.

Flashback

“Nico!” Nozomi called, running to the tree her middle school friend was climbing. “You’ll fall and get hurt!”

“I want to be on top of the world one day!” The ravenette called back, grabbing onto branches left and right.

Snap.

Nico suddenly fell to the ground and tears brimmed her eyes.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Nozomi said softly.

“Oh please.” Nico sighed, running her fingers through her barely combed hair.

Nozomi was strange. She wasn’t rude or ignorant. Just brutally honest. Nico quickly grabbed her bags and her phone.

“Nico stop being so hurt-” Nozomi said before being cut off.

“Shut up. I’m going out for a walk.” Nico sharply hissed before blowing out the candle to Eli’s small shrine.

“Alright then.” Nozomi sighed. “Don’t come back. I’ll clean up the studio.” 

Nico let out a small grunt before slightly shoving Nozomi away from her and slamming the door on her way out.

Nico was crying throughout the streets. She hadn’t known where she was going. She just needed some time away from Nozomi. She should’ve known it wasn’t a good idea to run through the streets with her eyes filled with tears she kept running until she found herself bumping directly into someone.

“O-Oh Nico I-I’m sorry I didn’t see yo-…. Nico…? What’s wrong?” 

Nico recognized that voice.

“U-Umi….” Nico muttered, rubbing her eyes with her bare arms. 

“Nico are you okay?” Umi asked softly. It was cold outside and Nico was still in her tank top and shorts from her practice.

“Y-Yeah I-I… I-I’m just heading home…” Nico sniffled.

“It’s freezing what are you doing!?” Umi said, yanking her own coat off and placing it around Nico. She had a sweater on so she wasn’t too worried about the cold.

Nico blushed as she wiped her tears. She gently looked up at Umi’s worried face, trying to stop her tears. 

“Come on. I’ll take you to my house you’re not going to stay alone like this.”

Umi began pushing Nico through the late-night crowd all the way to her apartment building.

“Y-You live here…?” Nico stared in awe at the large and obviously expensive apartment.

Umi didn’t answer she just kept pushing Nico along until they made it to her large apartment. Nico looked back at Umi, just wanting to stare into the apartment.

“Nico you’re not leaving until I know what’s wrong.” Umi sighed, grabbing Nico and sitting her on the long L-Shaped couch. She slowly sat next to Nico.

“I-I just…. I…” Nico stuttered. “Nozomi and I got in a disagreement about something.”

“Tojo.” Umi said softly, setting down her empty coffee cup. “Oh I-I’m sorry would you like anything…? Like a drink?”

“Unless you have a nice shot of whiskey it’s a no.” Nico sighed. Umi giggled.

“What’s funny?” Nico asked.

“W-Wait… You can drink?” Umi asked awkwardly, giving Nico the stare down. Nico definitely looked like she was in high school, if not, in an earlier grade. Umi was worried she’d look like a child molester since she was pushing and dragging Nico around the streets for a while. 

“I’m twenty-four how old are you?” Nico asked quietly, looking directly back at Umi.

“Twenty-two…” Umi said quietly. “I thought you were like… fourteen honestly.” She laughed nervously.

Nico groaned. She knew she was short and did slightly have the complexion of a child but Umi just rubbed it in. Not to mention her flat chest.

“I-I’m sorry I just thought I looked like a child molester around you. You look so young.” Umi muttered.

“I get it a lot no worries.” Nico was already searching in Umi’s kitchen for a nice glass of wine or anything that could soothe her.

“Top cabinet of the far right Nico.” Umi sighed.

Nico looked up at the cabinet and tried her best to reach for it, on the tip of her toes. After a while of noticing her shortness was holding her back, she decided to jump on Umi’s counter top. She looked back at Umi who was still on the couch and scrolling her phone. Nico could get away with it. Couldn’t she? She jumped on the counter and quickly went to grab for a bottle of wine. Umi had a lot of alcohol. It didn’t even seem like she drank put of many of the bottles. Nico began looking for a nice bottle she could drink from.

“You could’ve just asked. I’m right here.” 

Nico practically jumped off the counter. Almost like a cat that was caught doing something wrong. 

Umi grabbed Nico and lifted her off the counter and grabbed a fresh bottle for Nico.

“Wh-Whatever….” Nico said quietly, her face turning a vibrant red from Umi’s hands around her as if she was being held like a child. Umi giggled before grabbing a glass and sitting back down on her couch. She poured Nico a glass and handed it over slowly.

“I’m guessing you don’t like drinking.” Nico said, taking a small sip from the glass.

“Well I just came back from drinking with someone I met a few days ago. I don’t think it would be wise to continue drinking.” Umi said softly.

“Oh c’mon Umi. It’s awkward drinking alone.” Nico said, raising her eyebrows.

“Nico I-” Umi started before Nico shoved the glass up to Umi’s lips, a bit of the wine dripping down her chin and onto her sweater.

“Oh shit sorry.” Nico said, staring at Umi’s shirt without removing the glass from her lips.

It took Umi a moment before she finished the entire glass and slowly pushed the glass away from her mouth. Her couch was a cream color and the last thing she needed was to get any sort of alcohol on it. So it was either down the entire glass or suffer with a wine stain on her couch.

“Gimme another one. I’m in the mood.”

“Ooooh~. Dinner was soooo goooodddd~!” Honoka smiled brightly, laying down happily on her bed. 

“I’m glad you liked it, Honoka.” Kotori smiled softly, sitting on her bed that was directly next to Honoka’s. They worked together to pay for the apartment they were in. It was small yet cozy.

“Hey Kotori, why do you like me?” Honoka asked softly, peering up at Kotori.

“What kind of question is that?” Kotori giggled. “You’re rather charming you know Honoka.” 

“Yeah but... I’m kinda lazy...” Honoka gave a nervous laugh. “Not to mentio--” Honoka was cut off my Kotori’s lips on her’s. Her eyes widened a bit before she began to enjoy her girlfriend’s embrace.

Kotori slowly parted away from her girlfriend. 

“Understand?” Kotori giggled, brushing Honoka’s bangs out of her face gently.

“Uh huh....”

“Good.”

Kotori giggled at Honoka’s red face. Honoka just puffed her cheeks.

“No fair I like giving the kisses.” Honoka pouted. 

“You can give me kisses later.” Kotori smiled softly. 

Honoka quickly got up before hugging Kotori from behind.

“So... What’s for dessert?”

“I’m home.” The redhead said quietly, closing the door slowly and quietly behind her. She figured everyone was asleep. It was almost midnight anyways. She has spent more time out with Umi drinking than she had intended. After that she did a little clothes shopping. She would’ve gotten straight to the dorms to study but the thought of her chaotic dorm made her want to stay out just a little bit longer.

“Somebody save meeee!” 

Nope. Nobody was asleep. Maki sighed and traveled to her room before anyone noticed. She wasn’t too interested in what her dorm mates were doing. It was probably stupid and probably all Rin’s fault. Well, that’s what Maki thought.

“Maki help me! Rin went drinking a-and there was this thing a-and-”

Maki sighed with an eyebrow twitch.

“What happened Hanayo? You’re stuttering is acting as a language block.”

“Rin is passed out in the bathroom and the door is locked and I don’t know what to do!” Hanayo’s high pitched voice added heavily to her tone of pity.

“Why the hell didn’t you call for an ambulance!?” Maki hissed, karate chopping Hanayo softly on the head.

“W-Well I-I-”

“Call an ambulance Hanayo.” Maki sighed, combing her fingers through her own tomato-red hair. Sure, she was training to become a doctor someday but she never knew shed be tested now.

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water park - sincerely three x reader smut (and like 1,000 words of fluff)

request: okay but like sincerely three and reader having a waterpark day and she does something like pull connor into and he just gets pissed™ and pushes them against one of the jets and keeps teases them and keeps saying "you're in for it when we get home" and jared and evan help and then they keep teasing her on the slides and in the water play thing and when home kinky shit ensures plz plz write this i'll give u houseplants and cuddles

OH BOY OH BOY THIS IS FUN IG oh,, tags @spicy-nug-boi

Word count; 3455

TW; fem reader (IM SORRY I ALWAYS FEEL AWFUL), daddy kink lowkey, teasing!! in public!!, car rides, begging, lowkey orgasm delay/denial, idek?, poly relationship,its longer than i intended, SEX AND SMUT OBVS, PORN WITH MILD PLOT,  jared kleinmeme is an actual meme, evan is 11/10, bad comedy

When Jared Kleinman had suggested that you, Connor and Evan go to the waterpark to relax and make the best out of the final days of Summer, you had immediately thought it was a great idea. Spending a day with your boyfriends, just escaping all the stress and other shit that was cluttering your mind was exactly what you needed, and while it took a bit of… convincing to get Connor on board with the idea, he was prompted to say yes when you and the two other boys promised him to make it worth-while for him. It didn’t hurt your case when you reminded him of the prospect of seeing you running around in a bikini.

So, a few days after everything had been agreed upon, the four of you sat in the car, blasting music. It was Jared’s turn on the aux (which was something everyone else always dreaded), so the current song playing was the Little Einstein’s theme, much to your dismay. He sang along gleefully, dancing along and poking you. “C’mon y/n. Sing with me. Sing with meeee. Babe. Y/N. The song is almost over.”

You tried to ignore him at first, but eventually gave in, mumbling along to the song which you sadly knew the entirety of. You could blame Jared for that.

“Zooming through the sky, Little Einstein’s. YEAHHH!”

The song ended and he began to furiously scroll through Spotify to find the next song.

“You two are children,” Connor commented, almost endearingly.

“Got it!” Jared exclaimed after a few moments.

“Please don’t play trash again.” You begged quietly. “I never play trash. I only play tasteful, cultured music, my dear.”

There was a thick silence before you heard the unmistakable first notes of Deepthroat by Cupcakke.

No one said a thing until,

“HUMP ME, FUCK ME—”

“Oh my god Jared.”

“O-Oh. Woah.”

“DADDY BETTER MAKE ME CH—”

“Make it stop. Stop.”

“NO WAY, BABY.” Jared shook his head furiously. “YOU BETTER HUMP ME—”

“Jared I am begging you. Stop. You’re scaring Evan.”

“He’s not scaring me!”

“Fine. You’re scaring me.”

Jared turned away from you, opting to sing to Connor instead. “LICK LICK LICK LICK, I WANNA EAT YOUR DICK.”

You and Evan both buried your faces in your hands, faces completely red.

“Oh c’mon guys! It’s my favorite song. At least pretend to like it.”

When you finally arrived at the water park (after what felt like a very long, very painful car ride), you ran out of the car as fast as you could, much more excited then you anticipated you would be. The boys followed not too far behind you, and you couldn’t tell if it was because they were equally as excited or they just needed to keep up with you. Either way, when you made it to the gate of the waterpark and scanned your tickets in, you and Jared were both exhausted.

“Why the fuck is the parking lot so far away from the entrance?” You questioned, already out of breath.

“Because life is pain and the company who runs this place gives no fucks.” Jared half-joked. “It wasn’t that far. I mean it was far, but you guys look like you ran a fucking marathon.” Connor chuckled. “Nerds.”

“Not all of us have fucking tree legs, Connor.” You quipped back.

“This place looks cool.” Evan looked around. You cocked your head to the side slightly. “Ev, have you ever been to a water park before?” He shook his head gently, shrugging. “I think that I might’ve gone with um, my dad.. when I was younger? I’m not sure though.”

“So, we might be your first time?” Jared wiggled his eyebrows. “I-I guess so.” Evan laughed.

“Okay, less standing around and belittling people with short legs,” you looked at Connor, “Or making stupid first time jokes.” You glared at Jared.

“And more time stripping off your clothing so we can actually have fun. Let’s go motherfuckers.” You laughed, Connor shook his head disapprovingly, a small smile playing on his lips.

“No but for real.” You added, quickly wiggling out of your athletic shorts that covered your bathing suit. Jared began to ‘sensually’ sing the sax riff from ‘careless whisper’ as you pulled your shirt off. You shot him a death glare before fast walking towards the wave pool.

You hopped in happily quickly followed by Evan and Jared. You splashed them, giggling softly, and Evan splashed you back a bit harder. You squealed slightly, and it ended up becoming a full on war between the three of you. When it had calmed down, and you had made a three way truce, you glanced over at Connor, who was just chilling off to the side, still wearing his clothes.

“Connnnnn,”

You said mischievously.

He glanced at you, sensing the hint of mischief in your voice.

“Whatttttt?” He asked. “Why aren’t you playing with us?” You frowned childishly. “Yeah Connor. Whyyyy?” Jared whined mockingly. “Because I don’t want to.” Connor shrugged, smiling slightly. “But /we/ want you to.” You pouted.

He shrugged again, and you pulled yourself out of the pool walking over to him. “Come on. Let’s go. Now.” You grabbed his hand and attempted to pull him towards the water. He didn’t budge. Damn you were weak.

“Connor. Pleaseee.” Evan said sweetly. You glanced at the two boys in the pool, getting an idea.

You mouthed the words ‘distract him’, and Jared immediately began to bug Connor about how he ‘wasn’t any fun’. Connor was obviously getting mildly annoyed, and you were casually holding his hand and walking the both of you towards to water, and he didn’t seem notice. Thank god. After a few seconds you cut into the conversation.

“Hey, Murphy.” You said smugly.

Mid-way through his attempt to turn around to look at you, you gave him a hard shove into the pool, giggling and then jumping in practically on top of him.

When you arose from beneath the surface of the water you were met with both Jared and Evan laughing their asses off while Connor ran a hand through his hair. “Oh my fucking god, Y/N. Y-You fucking—oh boy you fucked up.” Jared laughed. And you knew he was right.

“Woops,” You squeaked out, looking at Connor.

And holy fuck.

He looked hot. Like, hotter than usual.

The thin fabric of his tee-shirt clung to his skin, his hair was soaking wet, and the look in his eyes was one of pure lust, and some anger. It took all your self-control not to kiss him as hard as you could, or pull him back to the car and let him fuck your brains out.

“What the fuck are you staring at?” His voice pulled you out of your thoughts and you looked away quickly, blushing.

“Do you think you’re funny?” Connor questioned. You met his eyes, holding back a giggle and shaking your head no.

“I think you do.” He said simply, walking towards you. You stepped back, and he took another step forward until he had backed you against the wall of the pool. “It’’s not funny, y/n.” He said softly before leaning in to kiss you, his hands pressing against your hips. You could feel some of his hair fall into his face and brush against you own. You lifted your hand to push it out of his face but one of his hands shot up from your hip and caught yours, pushing it back down to your side and holding it there.

“What if I just fucked you right here, with everyone watching. Hm? What if I fucked you until you were screaming my name. Would you like that, baby?” He growled in your ear, his lips attaching to the hollow of your neck, leaving a single hickey. “You’re in for it when we get home, princess.”

His hand slipped behind you to squeeze your ass before he moved past you and hopped out of the water. Once you recovered from the encounter you looked to Jared and Evan with wide eyes that read ‘what the fuck just happened’.

Instead of saying anything to you, they both just looked at each other with stupid fucking smirks on their faces. “Ooooh. Y/N’s in troubleee.” Jared said cockily, grabbing Evan’s hand and winking at you. You rolled your eyes and scoffed. “Fuck off, Kleinman.”

For awhile things seemed normal. Connor even decided to hang out with you on his own accord.

Every now and then, though, one of the boys would slide their hand up your thigh, or whisper all the things they wanted to do to you in your ear. It was an understatement to say that you were incredibly frustrated.

You guys had migrated to the kids play area now, because as Evan had so masterfully put it

“THERE ARE WATER GUNS AND WE’RE BASICALLY CHILDREN.”

Currently, you were deciding teams for your water gun battle. “I-I call Evan!” You said quickly, thinking that doing anything with Connor would result in more teasing, and that the situation would be similar with Jared.

“Fine. Connor and I will kick your assess.”

“Kleinman—”

“Don’t listen to him, y/n. He’s just a bully.” Evan teased, and you smiled slightly.

“Alright, bitches. 3, 2, 1, GO!”

You began to frantically run around, and just to your luck you ended up running directly into Jared. Although you were pretty sure he had run into you on purpose, because before you could start to run away he grabbed you by the waist and pulled your body against his. He moved his body against yours roughly, grinding into you. Your head fell back slightly and you almost succumbed to the feeling of someone finally giving you some sort of stimulation, but you heard Evan scream and you remembered..

You were at war.

“That’s against the fucking rules, Kleinman!” You whined, pushing away. “We never set any rules.” Connor called out. “Fucking hell.” You mumbled to yourself, squirting Jared directly in the face with the water gun before running to help Evan.

After you had chased Connor away you and Evan were ‘hiding’ behind a panel, both mildly out of breath. “Hey, y/n,” Evan said innocently. You glanced at him. “Yeah?”

“I love you.” He smiled cheekily. You chuckled and smiled back. “I love you too, Ev.”

“Oh geez, good. Because I’m sorry about this.” You couldn’t process his words before you felt someone come up behind you and kiss and press a kiss on the side of your neck, and then Evan’s lips were on yours, muffling your confused moan.

God damnit, you had been betrayed.

Evan was gently moving his fingers over your clothed clit and you gasped into the kiss. You had determined the person behind you was Connor, due to the hair and the height, and he was still working his lips down your neck and shoulders. Evan’s fingers wandered dangerously under the hem of your bathing suit bottom and you were practically dry humping his hand as you desperately searched for some form of relief. “I bet you could cum like this, fucking yourself onto Evan’s hand. That’s how badly you want us, isn’t it?” Connor said condescendingly. God, you hated giving him the satisfaction of seeing you like this. He wasn’t wrong, though.

When you thought Evan was finally going to be merciful and help you get off you heard screeching in the distance.

“Excuse me, sir?! Have you seen my beautiful significant others? Yes, I lost them! Well there’s one that’s about.. yeah like this tall, fucking very tall I know, yeah he has brown hair and it’s long. You could mistake him for a female if you only give him a quick glanc—oh you haven’t seen them? Oh. Thanks anyway.” A pause before,

“CONNOR?! EVAN?! Y/N?? GUYS I’M SCARED BEING ALL ALONE.”

Evan pulled his hand away from you and you let out a whimper at the loss of contact. “Kleinman just ruins everything, doesn’t he?” Connor joked to you.

“We’re over here Jared!” He called out, and you heard Jared gasp.

“MY LOVERS!!” He yelled dramatically, running towards you.

“We’re going home.” You said as soon as he was in earshot.

“Wait, what?” He and Evan asked simultaneously.

“We’re going home. Now.” You gulped, trying to sound firm in your words even though your legs were almost shaking.

“But babe, I’m having fun.” Connor fake pouted.

“Fuck off, Murphy. We’re going.” Your voice cracked slightly, and you were incredibly embarrassed, but you weren’t going to let it get to you. You walked away from the group, grabbed your bag that held your clothes and phone, and began to walk to the exit of the park with a purpose.

“Are you guys coming?” You called over your shoulder.

“We don’t have much of a choice.”

You made it to the car and unlocked it, hopping into the passenger seat. After a few seconds the boys all filed in, Connor opting to drive.

“You better fucking speed home, Connor.”

You mumbled, leaning against the door of the car and crossing your legs.

“Last time I checked you weren’t the one in charge.” Connor replied, pulling out of the parking lot.

You went silent, twirling your hair around your finger.

“You good, Y/N?” Evan asked, knowing perfectly well that you were not ‘good’.

“I’m fine.”

“Why won’t you come sit with us back here?”

“Because.”

“Because what?”

“Because I don’t trust you.” You half joked.

“Ouch. I’m offended.” Jared deadpanned.

Connor chuckled, placing a hand gently on your knee. You shivered slightly, and he moved his hand up to grip your thigh and pull your legs off of each other so they were uncrossed. He kept his eyes on the road while his fingers traced the edges of your thighs.

“You’re gonna make us crash.” You warned. “Pay attention to driving.”

Connor’s hand stalled its movements for a moment.

“You’re right,” he glanced at back at Jared and Evan, “Go sit with them.” He commanded.

You opened your mouth to protest but he cut you off.

“It’s better if you just comply, baby. The better behaved you are now, the less daddy will have to punish you later.”

So, without another word you wiggled your way through the gap between the passenger and driver’s seat, plopping down face first in between your two boyfriends. “Ouch.” You mumbled, attempting to readjust so that you could actually sit correctly. “Jesus fucking Christ you nerd.” Jared laughed. You felt a pair of hands help you sit up, and you sighed happily when you were able to rest your head against Evan’s shoulder. You intertwined your fingers with his, and giggled when Jared began to leave sweet kisses down your cheek and neck. “You’re gonna be so sore when we’re done with you tonight, princess.” He mumbled against your skin, and the pure prospect of it was enough to make your breath hitch. Evan hooked his fingers under the bottoms of your swim suit and ran two fingers up and down your heat. He smiled and pulled them away, holding them up for both you and Jared to see. You were almost ashamed to see that they were soaked with your arousal. You had barley been touched, yet you were somehow still incredibly turned on. “You’re so wet for us, Y/N,” Evan said softly. “Is this what kind of effect we have on you, beautiful? You’re so fucking needy for us.” Jared continued, running a hand through your hair and stopping mid-way through to tug it.

And he kissed you, roughly, a hand tangled in your hair while Evan picked up where he left off, his fingers returning to your aching core and sliding into your heat with ease. You moaned into Jared’s lips, groaning softly as you bucked your hips towards Evan’s hand for more friction. “God—fuck. I need more.” You breathed out. “Don’t get greedy now, love.” Connor reminded you. Evan was now curling two fingers in and out of you as you moaned his name, and it took a whole lot of control not to beg for one of the boys to fuck you right there.

Right as you felt your legs began to shake as you were ready to go over the edge, you heard the sound of a seat belt clicking open. “Fuck.” You gasped to yourself, knowing that it only meant your orgasm would be delayed once again. “Let’s go.” Connor instructed you and the other boys. Evan looked at you apologetically, kissing you quickly before getting out of the car. Jared got out as well, leaving you alone, breathing heavily. “Are you coming?” He yelled from the doorstep of the house. You shot him a look of pure desperation, and he laughed, walking back to you and pulling you out of the car. He pushed you against the metal of the door and kissed you, mummering the word ‘jump’ against your lips. You did as he said, wrapping your legs around his waist. He carried you inside, leaving kisses on your jawline as he did so. “You’re not as weak as I t-thought you were, Kleinman.” You teased in between moans. “Don’t make me drop you.” He scoffed.

When he eventually did put you down you were immediately met with Connor’s lips on yours. He was rough, demanding, as he pulled away and basically dragging you upstairs into the bedroom, where Evan already was, only in his boxers. Jared had apparently shed all of his clothing as he was walking into the room, because he was on top of Evan in an instant, his hands roaming down Evan’s body while Evan’s did the same to him. You couldn’t tear your gaze away from the sight of your boyfriends. When you eventually did look away you glanced to your side to see Connor pulling his shirt off, his hair messy.

Jesus fucking Christ, no matter how many times you had been with the three of them you were always overwhelmed. Connor approached you, kissing your skin as he pulled off the fabric that was covering your chest. Jared moaned Evan’s name loudly, and your eyes shot over to them. You swore you could physically feel yourself fall apart. Evan’s lips were around Jared’s dick as he contently bobbed his head, and Jared’s eyes were shut tightly as deep moans tumbled out of his lips. Connor led you to the bed and pushed you forward so that you were bended over the edge. Jared chuckled weakly and threaded a hand through you hair. You could feel Connor’s tip teasing at your entrance and you shuddered. “Please..” You begged. “Why should I, y/n. Why shouldn’t I just tease you until you cry?” Connor asked tauntingly.

“Oh—fuck Ev, just like that— come on, Connor. You made your point, be merciful.” Jared choked out. “W-What Jared said.” You agreed. “You’re lucky Kleinman is such a softie for you.” Connor mumbled, pushing into you without warning. You cried out slightly, and Jared’s grip on your hair tightened. “Fuck, baby. You feel so good.” Connor groaned. His thrusts sped up exponentially, and he gave you barley anytime to adjust. He pushed your shoulder’s down, keeping your body pressed against the mattress as he fucked you. You could hear muffled moans from Evan and not so muffled moans from Jared. From your peripheral vision you could see Evan jerking himself off and grinding against the mattress.

“Fuck, Ev, babyboy, I’m gonna cum.” Jared moaned, and his hand twitched, tugging on your hair. Your legs began to shake in the wake of your oncoming orgasm, and you whimpered loudly. “I can feel that you’re gonna cum baby. Come on. Cum for daddy like the slut that you are. Fuck, you’re so tight.” Connor rambled, obviously also close to coming undone. As you came you could hear Evan doing the same as he whimpered your name. Connor’s thrusts began to become irregular and after a few more moments he pulled out and came on your back, rasping out a string of profanities.

The four of you collapsed, gasping and laughing, high on the feeling of overwhelming love. There was a short period where no one spoke, until Connor groaned and rolled off of the bed, walking to the bathroom and grabbing a towel. “Let’s clean this up,” he mumbled to you, wiping your back off before tossing the towel to the side and wrapping his arms around you. Jared and Evan soon joined the cuddle party. You nuzzled your face into Evan’s neck happily and hummed a random tune that was stuck in your head.

Everything was peaceful until—

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“Are you humming Deepthroat?”