#please stop making out in public you’re scaring the straights

[strawberryyyenthusiast]

Eddie still wears his battle vest, even though it’s super old and kind of dingy, and Steve just keeps adding homemade pins to it whenever Eddie takes it off.

“If lost please return to: my wife”

“I’m autistic please don’t make eye contact with me”

“I would rather be with my wife”

Stuff like that. Eddie absolutely loves them so much and does not regret getting Steve a button maker for Christmas last year.

[cherriicou]

oh my god please write an older bf!mingyu i love ur scoups one sm 💗 (did i mention to put creampie in? did i) 👁️👁️ thank u babes mwah

hehe ofc! glad u enjoyed it mwahaha

olderbf! mingyu x college student! reader (f)

a/n; pls don’t use tinder guys… // word count; 1.2K

content; age gap, size difference, overstimulation, consensual recording, sending nudes, creampie, oral sex (f and m receiving), fingering, spanking, car sex, public/semi-public sex, degradation, praise kink, riding, smut with the smallest amount of plot

OLDER BF!MINGYU who met you through a dating app his friend forced him to go on. he usually ignored all the young girls who sent him thirsty messages and had their bodies on display on their profile. but you were different. only cute selfies, cat pictures, and your interests were shown on your page, drawing him to get interested in you. so he messaged you first!

OLDER BF!MINGYU who noticed your like in art so he immediately suggested taking you to a museum as your first date <3 he was the sweetest man you’ve ever met. yes, he was way older than you but it made everything 10x better. he knew how to treat you well, he made you feel safe, and he even dropped so many compliments on you that day it made you squirm in your seat.

OLDER BF!MINGYU who noticed you staring at his arms every time he helped you pick up something or every time he extended his arm out to pay for your meal. his ego was boosted then, making sure to flex them every once in a while when he saw you looking. you looked so adorable, your pretty face blushing, thighs squeezing together while admiring him. he needed you.

OLDER BF!MINGYU who, at first, tries to be soft with you. you were so much smaller than him, he was almost scared he’d break you :< that was until you started playing little games. bending down when you decided to wear no panties under your dress or skirt, fingers grazing over his crotch while you had dinner. all while giving him a innocent look. oh, he was tired of playing nice with you.

OLDER BF!MINGYU who has you salivating all over your chin and tits. he’s fucking your face so roughly, your makeup is completely ruined and you have no thoughts whatsoever as he holds your face firmly with his hands. ‘fucking brat’, as he stared straight into your eyes, groaning from the tears that started to fall down. he was not afraid to show you that he was enjoying the way your mouth was taking him in so well.

OLDER BF!MINGYU who loves to overstimulate you. he knows you love it despite your whines, ‘g-gyu no more,’ as you try to push his head away from your sensitive pussy. but he just continues licking and sucking on the spot he knows drives you crazy. you don’t even realize it, but you start grinding on his mouth, feeling the smile form on his lips. ‘doesn’t seem like you want me to stop, baby.’ god, he could taste you all fucking day while having you squirm over him. lapping your juices for being such a good girl the other day while you took his cock in your mouth <3

OLDER BF!MINGYU who takes and picks you up from college; his expensive car catching the eyes of others as you happily walk to greet your boyfriend. glaring through his window to any of the young guys looking at you get into his car. oh, and his favorite thing is take your mind off the stressful day that just passed. panties shoved to the side as he plunges his fingers in and out of you while driving home. 'that's it, princess. use my fingers,' your moans and whimpers take over the entire car as you hold onto the arm that he is using to pleasure you in the passenger seat. his eyes directed towards you every once in a while to see the fucked out expression on your face. he doesn’t care if people can see the lewd scene from outside, as long as you’re taken care of!

OLDER BF!MINGYU who LOVES to fill you up. 'where you want it, baby?' sweat glistening on his forehead as he continuously rams into your sweet spot, orgasm right on edge. 'i-inside, please,' he already knows you want it in you, but he just loves hearing you say it while he's fucking you. his grip on your hips gets harder, making you squirm in both pain and pleasure. his thrusts get stronger as he finishes inside you, making sure all of it is released in your abused hole. 'fuck, look at that,' his breathless groans let out as he pulls his cock out of your sensitive cunt. he takes his phone from the bedside table, and you hear the sound of the record button as he spreads your ass out. both of your cum leaking out of your pussy so nicely. you think he's done until he uses his fingers to take as much fluid as he can to shove it right back inside your hole :3 'ah g-gyu..,' you let out. he smiles at your coos, landing a playful smack against your ass before pulling you up to kiss your lips.

OLDER BF!MINGYU who is annoyed at this stupid meeting his employees set up with him. he just nods away, eyes locked on the presentation, mind spinning faster than he could organize his thoughts. ding! he reached for his phone to find messages from you, as well as a video linked to it. 'miss you <3,' he smiles at the cute text, then opens the video to find himself growing hard and smiled swept away. it's a video of you, one hand holding the phone to show your naked body while the other hand is rubbing your clit. he turns down the volume completely before your moans can be heard in the basically quiet conference room. he's livid. you're at home, smiling at the 'seen' notification on your phone. it wasn't until time passed you started to worry, not a single message was sent back from him. you're screwed.

OLDER BF!MINGYU who has you bent over his lap, fingers messing with your pussy for what seems like hours. your ass was practically red and bruised from the amount of smacks it has taken. all while you plead, 'mm sorry gyu please,' he smiles. you think he is going to give into you fully, ready for him to put you in missionary or on all fours. but no. instead, he lays down with a cocky look on his face at your confused, needy expression. 'come sit on it, doll,' he can't be serious. he puts his hands behind his head, eyes never leaving you as your legs tremble. trying to put as much energy as you can to climb on top of him and fully sit on his cock. the pleasured look on your face almost makes him fold, he wanted to take care of you himself but you needed to learn. learn that needy girls don’t get awarded.

OLDER BF!MINGYU who almost feels bad for you. you're struggling so much to grind on dick :< the burn your thighs are feeling is insane, and he is just staring you down. 'g-gyu,' you whine while fighting for your life to continue riding him. 'hm? gonna cum, already?,' you nod, hands placed on his chest to try to help your body stabilize. your eyes meet his again and you give him the biggest pout, gasping as he finally thrusts into you once roughly, 'gonna make a mess on my cock like some needy slut?,' his hands grab onto your hips. he's being so mean but you know you'll love it later.

OLDER BF! MINGYU who thinks you've been punished enough and plants his feet flat on the bed, then immediately starts to fuck up into you. the tip of his meanly thick cock repeatedly slamming into your cervix. his hands frantically touching you all over your body, from your tits to your neck, to even putting his thumb into your mouth as you struggle to take what he's giving you. 'mm my sweet girl,' you salivate around his fingers as you feel yourself about to cum. you should take more pics often..

[solxamber]

Going to get my driver's licence and now I'm curious. How bad do you think the twst characters would be behind a car?? Cause idk if they have cars in that world or some magic equivalent, but I'm 90% sure almost none of them now how. Like imagine Lillia behind the wheel. He would either crash the car or get you yo your destination with mild injuries. And I KNOW leona sucks at driving that sonnova gun probs doesn't even have his permit.

good luck soldier, hope you pass first try 🫡

leona is canonically good at driving! his liongarb vignette part 2 has him driving everyone and they say it's a surprisingly smooth ride, he's had his license since before he enrolled in nrc!

ooo let's see (these are my hcs)

How I think the twst boys drive:

Riddle

“If you don’t use your blinker, you deserve a revoked license and public humiliation.”

has a laminated printout of the dmv manual in his glove compartment. refers to it. frequently.

stress-mumbles the rules of the road like it’s a ritual to keep the car from crashing

WILL tailgate someone going under the speed limit while also ranting about how dangerous tailgating is

6/10 driving skills. you’ll get there. your spine might not survive the journey, but you’ll get there.

Trey

drives like a dad and acts like one too. snacks in the glovebox. tunes to an “easy listening” radio station no one asked for

makes full eye contact with you while backing into a parking space like it’s nothing. terrifying.

won’t yell at other drivers but will mutter very passive-aggressive things like “oh, nice turn signal, champ”

actually a good driver, but if you’re in a rush he suddenly forgets where the gas pedal is

9/10. safe, boring, you will arrive calmly unless you say something that triggers “dad lecture mode”

Cater

treats every red light like a selfie opportunity. traffic jam? story time.

“oops lol i forgot i was driving”—said as he casually swerves back into the lane with one hand and no shame

will absolutely blast hyperpop or sad girl music at full volume and sing along

uses gps and still misses every turn. rerouting? he’s rerouting his soul

4/10. looks good while driving but he’s taking you straight to the afterlife

Ace

somehow thinks he’s in mario kart. will try to drift. is bad at drifting.

screams “WE’RE FINEEEE” after hitting the curb for the third time

brakes too late, accelerates too fast, thinks honking is just “assertive communication”

if there’s a speed bump he’s treating it like a ramp. bonus points if he makes you hit your head on the ceiling

2/10. he’s the reason riddle has ulcers. do NOT get in the car if you value your life or bones.

Deuce

follows every rule with military precision. 10 and 2. full stops. checks mirrors like he’s solving a crime

“Yes ma’am, no ma’am, I mean—uh, officer! No officer! I wasn’t speeding I swear—” (he wasn’t. he was 5 under.)

will cry if you scream while he’s merging. please don’t scare the boy.

starts off driving like your grandma, then randomly hits you with a tokyo drift moment and doesn’t explain

7/10. either safest driver alive or full menace. depends on how much sleep he got.

Leona

the infuriatingly competent kind of driver who looks like he’s not paying attention, but then parallel parks in one smooth move without even checking the mirrors

arm out the window, seat leaned back, one hand on the wheel, vibes immaculate

doesn’t drive fast, but drives scarily efficient. like you blink and you’re at the destination

will not turn down the music. you are listening to the same remix loop for 45 minutes and you WILL like it.

9/10 driver. good under pressure, hates driving in the rain, will refuse to pick you up unless you bribe him with snacks or flattery.

Ruggie

terrifyingly resourceful behind the wheel. the kind of guy who’ll be like “oh yeah there’s a shortcut” and you end up on a goat trail with no guardrails

speed demon. not by choice. he just doesn’t believe in arriving late. or braking.

eats while driving. talks while driving. does parkour with the car while driving. you pray while riding.

every time he drives you somewhere, you owe him one. including emotional damage fees.

5/10. you will survive. but spiritually? you left your body three potholes ago.

Jack

rule follower. actual golden retriever on the road. if you litter out the window he will make a U-turn to go back and make you pick it up

will not speed, will not honk unless someone is literally on fire, will not change the radio station unless everyone agrees

but if someone cuts him off? feral instincts engaged.

quietly competitive. if someone passes him, he WILL accelerate. you may hear growling. don’t question it.

8.5/10. safe, solid, dependable. would drive you home from a party and make sure you drank water first.

Azul

thinks driving is a power move. like. he paid extra for that quiet engine start just to flex

fully uses driving time to monologue about business deals, plans, or subtle threats. you’re not sure if you’re carpooling or in a hostage negotiation

signals three miles ahead. checks mirrors like he’s being tailed by the fbi. he might be

very good at navigating. if gps reroutes, he reroutes it back. he wins against the algorithm.

9/10, but unnerving. you’re safe, but at what cost.

Jade

why does he have a license. who allowed this.

drives like he’s setting up a prank for someone ten miles ahead

never speeds, but takes the creepiest, emptiest backroads imaginable. says it’s “more scenic”

always smiling while driving. concerningly calm if something explodes. probably listening to classical music or nature documentaries

6/10. legally fine. emotionally? you’re not coming back the same.

Floyd

no one is shocked he passed the test. everyone is shocked he was legally allowed to take it

drives according to mood. if he’s bored, the car drifts. if he’s happy, he’s swerving in rhythm to the beat. if he’s angry? start writing your will.

makes driving sounds while driving. “vroom vroom~ screeeee~” for no reason

WILL throw fries at other cars. WILL try to high-five a biker at a stoplight. WILL unbuckle his seatbelt to “stretch” mid-drive

3/10. you either have the best day of your life or a near-death experience. possibly both.

Kalim

loudest driver alive. music blaring, windows down, shouting "WHEEEE~!" every time he accelerates

constantly turns around to talk to people in the backseat. like fully turns around. while driving.

forgets he’s not in a flying carpet. every stop sign is an opportunity to launch forward like it’s a joyride

someone told him roundabouts are fun so he goes around twice. just for the vibes.

4/10. he loves driving. driving does not love him back. you’re clutching the oh-shit handle the whole time.

Jamil

the only reason scarabia hasn’t been sued for vehicular crimes

drives like a tired single parent with 4 kids in the back screaming about McDonald's

SPEEDS when no one’s watching. you blink, he’s five miles ahead. shadow clone jutsu behind the wheel.

has memorized every traffic light timer in the city. never hits red. it’s… weird.

9/10. efficient, smooth, and will absolutely sigh dramatically the whole time you’re in the car.

Vil

drives a clean car. spotless. smells like luxury perfume and judgment

interior is curated. no trash. no crumbs. one water bottle and it’s aesthetically pleasing.

signals aggressively. like he flips that blinker with intent

will slow down to give you a Look if you’re in the wrong outfit to be seen with him

8/10. elegant and competent, but if you scuff his interior with your shoes, you’re walking.

Rook

who gave him a license. seriously. who looked at this man and went “yes. let him command a machine.”

sings full operas while driving. makes direct eye contact through the rearview mirror. unsettling.

has taken you on backroads even you didn’t know existed. somehow it was scenic.

talks like he’s narrating a wildlife documentary about the local traffic patterns

???/10. is he a good driver? no one knows. he’s just... driving.

Epel

lives for off-roading. doesn’t matter if he’s in a prius, he’s driving that baby like it’s a monster truck

drives like a 90-year-old when vil’s in the car. drives like he’s in a nascar trial when vil’s not

says “it’s fine, I’ve done this before” and proceeds to take a left turn at 70 mph

threatens to do donuts in the parking lot and then does them.

5/10. he’s trying his best. unfortunately, his best involves sick tricks and zero concern for tire life.

Idia

doesn’t.

has a license “for legal reasons,” but he treats driving like going outside is the final boss battle

owns a tricked-out car he never drives. it has led lights, anime decals, and a built-in gaming console. he uses it as a portable man cave

the one (1) time he did drive, he wore fingerless gloves, anime osts were blasting, and he whispered “initial D style” before forgetting which pedal was the brake

2/10. technically can drive. emotionally should not. you’re safer ubering with floyd.

Ortho

doesn't technically need a license but downloaded the entire dmv handbook into his memory for fun

his “car” is less “vehicle” and more “sentient ai-controlled hovercraft with wifi and snacks”

offers in-flight entertainment. like you’re not even on a plane. he just projects movies on the dashboard

drives at optimal efficiency.

11/10. the future of driving. terrifying and amazing. please stop letting him hack traffic lights though.

Malleus

he has a license. he studied for it. memorized the entire rulebook. aced the written.

the problem is: he drives like he's never seen another car before

goes 25 in a 60 because “it is the safest way to protect my precious cargo” (YOU)

stares at traffic lights like they personally offended him

car is some luxury vintage thing that makes no sense. you have to open the door with a key made of bone or something

3/10. you are deeply loved. and deeply late.

Lilia

drives like he’s lived through every era of vehicular invention. he owned a horse-drawn carriage and a tank

owns a beat-up, pink minivan with a custom wrap and dice in the mirror

speeds. aggressively. will swerve into the drive-thru and order fifty mcnuggets “for the road”

talks with both hands while driving. both. hands.

4/10. unpredictable. fun. chaos incarnate. your insurance company hates him.

Silver

good driver. responsible driver.

...except for the part where he falls asleep at stop signs

you’ll be halfway through a deep conversation and he’ll just nod off with his foot on the brake

car is clean, smells like lavender, and has one (1) emergency granola bar in every compartment

very gentle driver. almost too gentle. like “you didn’t feel the turn because he was spiritually aligned with the wheel” kind of gentle

6.5/10. smooth ride, but someone needs to keep him awake with snacks and playlist bangers.

Sebek

shouldn’t be allowed behind the wheel.

drives like he’s been assigned to escort the royal heir through enemy territory

yells at everyone on the road. pedestrians, squirrels, YOU—no one is safe from his critiques of your seatbelt position

insists on narrating everything. “SIGNALING LEFT. NOW SWITCHING LANES. REMAIN ALERT!”

the gps is set to his own voice. and you can’t turn it off

2/10. the only thing louder than the engine is his righteous fury.

Grim

that’s a cat.

(he tries to drive. he sits on the wheel. honks the horn with his butt. chews the seatbelt. it's a warzone in there.)

this was so fun to do lmao

[darnell-la]

heyaa could i request dark!old man!logan x naive/virgin!reader with corruption kink (maybe with some degradation too if youd like). i know its like a basic prompt but the thought of manipulative Logan does something to me???? i need that man religiously and im not sure if i can ever recover from it thats all please and thank youu!!

warnings: drunk reader, consensual sex, slight finger play, neck kissing, rough sex, dominated, public sex, crying, orgasm, ass slapping, lots of degradation, loss of virginity, hair pulling, choking, etc.

summary: Logan couldn’t help himself at how sweet y/n treated him when she was drunk. He needed her now, and once he felt that she wasn’t lying about her being a virgin, he couldn’t stop his dirty mouth.

note: Logan is the king of degradation and domination. He’d make you feel any kind of way when he uses you, but also somehow show he loved you.

———

“How many did you have?” Logan asked, voice serious and deep as he pulled y/n into the bathroom to use. “Only a few,” y/n dragged, making him shake his head. By the smell of her breath, she knew they weren’t mixed.

“You’re just so damn slow, huh, y/n? Why would you drink straight Bacardi!?” Logan tried keeping his tone down, but it was hard. “Bacardi raspberry,” y/n corrected the man.

Logan breathed through his nose as he shut his eyes, trying to keep himself back. He was angry at so too many actions she’s pulled tonight.

“No wonder those men were lookin’ at you. You’re a fucking piece of meat out there — That ain’t good!” Logan shouted as she sat down on the toilet to use it as she rolled her eyes.

“Well, I wasn’t paying attention to any of them. Only you,” y/n pocked at the man’s lower stomach. He wanted to react angrily, but he could never stay too angry at his girl.

“Oh, is that true? You still love me after all them drinks?” He asked, making her nod her head. “Of course, I do,” she smiled as she grabbed a hand full of toilet paper to wipe.

“God, you’re a pain in my ass,” Logan admitted as he turned around and walked out of the stall. “But you love it,” she smiled as she flushed the toilet and walked next to him to wash her hands.

“Maybe I do, but you’ll have to let me show you one day,” Logan said as he kicked himself off of the wall and moved behind her, pulling her body into him, knowing she’d feel his bulge.

“One day, baby,” Y/n said as she tried her hands then turned around to look up at him. “Why not now, Bub? Been together for so long, I would never leave you. Even if those pretty little legs opened up for those nasty men out there,”

Logan’s hands began to travel y/n’s body, sending shivers down her spine. She loved his touch, but she was too scared to move further.

“C’mon, baby — Lemme feel it,” Logan said as one hand cupped her cunt through her panties. “This small ass dress ain’t makin’ my life better,” y/n laughed as the man as she shifted to leave, but his free hand grabbed her waist to keep her in place.

“Logan, maybe another time. We’re out in public,” y/n said, but Logan couldn’t care less if someone came in here and saw them. “Only makes me want you more,”

“Logan, baby,” Y/n said, but he reacted by burying his face into her neck. Y/n couldn’t help but let out a small moan as his hands rubbed her bud through her panties. The groans Logan let out would let anyone know how much he needed her.

“Lemme do it, baby,” Logan said as his hand disconnected from her waist and fumbled with his belt. “Not here,” y/n said low as he sucked harder. Whether she gave him the go or not, he was going to get something before they left the bathroom.

“Yes, here, baby — Need it right here and right now,” Logan finally got his pants to fall down a bit until he could balm his cock through his boxers.

“Got me so fuckin’ hard, I can’t stay away. Needa feel you right now,” Logan said as he rubbed her bud harder, making y/n squirm against his body. His fingers always did the trick, but right now, she felt higher than usual.

She didn’t know she’d be so turned on by Logan needing to feel her. She loved how needy and demanding he got. She couldn’t bring herself to push him away.

“That’s it, baby — Lemme in,” Logan moved in between her legs as she mindlessly let them open. “Good girl — Good good girl,” Logan said as he reached into his boxers to pull himself out.

“Always so good for me. Can’t help but ruin you every time — Thankfully this time will be so much easier,” Logan said as he rubbed his tip along her folds. She had no idea what he meant by that until she felt him push through her folds.

Logan was huge, and he’d only got the tip in. She wouldn’t be able to handle this for the first few times, but Logan couldn’t care less about it. He just needed to feel her and fill her.

“Lo,” y/n cried low as her hands gripped his shoulders. Logan said nothing as he pushed further, deep groans slipping into y/n’a ear.

“T-Too much,” y/n whined, nails digging into his shoulders, but that only made him want this more. The older man slammed into her, forcing her to take him all at once.

The cry that left her mouth sounded painful, but he knew she’d adjust. She had no choice but to. “No more, no more,” y/n repeated as he slowly slipped in and out of her.

“Ssh, princess,” was all the man said as a hand snaked around the back and grabbed her ass as the other grabbed the back of her head. Logan pulled Y/n closer as his pace built.

“Lo- Lo!” Y/n cried in the crook of his neck. Before she knew it, she was gushing around the man. “Augh, fuck, y/n,” Logan’s voice came out as a growl as he felt her juice leak down his balls and legs.

“So fuckin’ tight, almost thought you were lying when you said you were a virgin,” Logan finally spoke to her as the sound of the sink loosening began filling the bathroom.

“Almost everyone knows how sweet a virgin is these days. Always thought you were lying to me just to get with me,” Logan gripped y/n’s ass cheek harshly, breaking a bit of skin with his nails.

“I’d still want you even if you lied — The thought of men fucking this pretty little cunt doesn’t sound too bad watch. Would love to see you all fucked out and dumb,”

Y/n’s never heard this side of Logan. Some of it made her feel off, but that off turned into a turn-on. She didn’t know why. All she knew was that anything Logan wanted, she’d like.

“Yeah, you wanna get fucked for me? Spread this little girl across my bed so I can hire a few men to fuck you? Dirty little slut — I might even do it,”

Logan pulled out of y/n and pulled her off of the sink before turning her around to push her face against the dirty mirror. Before she could even blink, his cock was back in her.

“A damn whore you are, baby. So fucking dirty in here for me. You’re nowhere near innocent. You’re a pathetic little cum dump,”

Y/n whined at his words his pelvis slapped against her ass harshly. “You wanna be used, don’t you? Your first time having sex, and you’re enjoying the way I throw you around — Fuck, y/n,”

Logan’s hand which wasn’t pushing her head into the mirror, came down onto her ass repeatedly. “Logan, that hurts,” y/n cried with pleasure, but that only made him laugh.

Logan used that hand to clamp over her mouth and grip down onto her face. “You think I care how you feel, slut? Think ima treat you sweet just because this is your frost time? Your cunts too wet for princess treatment,”

Logan spat a bunch of hard words in y/n’s ear as his hips snapped against her, causing his cock to make these ungodly noises. She couldn’t see it, but she knew she was making a horrible mess on his cock.

“How do you feel about an old man fucking you dumb in a bar bathroom, hm? Did you think your first time would be more romantic? Boohoo — I'll give you romantic,”

Logan tugged on y/n’s hair, causing her neck to snap back. Logan smashed his lips onto her after he released his hand from her mouth. His teeth clashed with hers, but she was too gone to say anything about it. She couldn’t help but only moan into the man’s mouth.

Her back ached from how he forced her to arch. She felt like she'd break any second but chose to stay quiet about it. What he wanted went from now on, and she was beginning to understand that.

“Mhm hm,” the old man growled in y/n’s mouth as his free hand began to come down on her ass again. Y/n cried just like last time, but he didn’t stop this time. He continued, and even slapping was harder.

“Nah uh, take it. Take it. I said fucking take it!”

[artydonsgf]

hi everyone here is art, tashi, and patrick with random headcanons i have of them<3 i have first time saying i love you headcanons coming up!

Art Donaldson

- incapable of fixing his face

- for example, if you guys are at a party n someone says something wild, he reacts SO viscerally

- literal whole body reaction

- extremely ticklish

- you found this out on accident, you were cuddling in bed and your foot poked him while you were adjusting yourself

- he reacted without meaning to and kicked you (not that hard)

- he felt so bad but you were dying from laughter, ofc he’s the ticklish type

- likes to bite you whenever you cuddle

- it started off as a joke but he genuinely loves to gently bite when you don’t expect it and hear your soft gasps in response

- it’s half because he thinks it’s cute n half because it kinda turns him on

- wants to impress you so bad that he’ll read up on something you like n then carefully drop it in the conversation

- he does it as nonchalantly as possible except it’s impossible for him to be truly nonchalant so he’s very obviously glancing at you with a small smile

- would unironically wear the i ❤️ my gf shirt

- little spoon champion

- likes when you’re little spoon but he LOVESSS when you’re big spoon

Tashi Duncan

- also totally incapable of fixing her face

- she can hide shock but she cannot hide dislike, if she doesn’t like something you will know

- hyperfixates on meals

- like she ate this breakfast wrap you randomly made for her for a month straight

- likes when you cook for her because she’ll stand behind you and hug you the whole time

- so dead serious about game night

- you are the love of her life but during game nights you are the enemy

- likes horror movies so she can cuddle up with you

- she’s not really that scared but it’s nice having you next to her when a jump scare pops up

- loves hand holding, she’ll seek out your hands n doesn’t even realize she’s doing it

- cute thing she does is she’ll craft backstories for random people you see walking down the street

- it’s hilarious because she gives very fleshed out background to people you see briefly

- “that guy? cheating on his wife with his secretary who’s also married and has a kid his age” she likes to make the stories messy

- will do anything to make you laugh, really truly obsessed with your face

Patrick Zweig

- he cannot whisper for the life of him

- sees a girl you had beef with in high school n he basically yells “oh my god is that the girl?? the one who had sex with your boyfriend??”

- it’s a mix of not caring n also just not being aware

- extreme tease but if you tease him back he’s heartbroken

- started doing this 👉🏽👈🏽 ironically just to fuck with you but he can’t stop doing it now

- “hey babe, can you please put my bag in the car?👉🏽👈🏽”

- it has consumed him

- extremely stubborn

- also very prideful, it absolutely kills him when he has to speak up n ask for something

- extreme staring problem

- if something crazy is happening in public, he’ll just stare even if it’s really obvious

- doesn’t let you carry your bag

- he can have 100 bags in his hands and he’ll still find a way to carry your little purse

just silly thoughts, enjoy!

[drefear]

Tears Don't Fall (Bullet For My Valentine)

Let's go!

Katsuki Bakugou loved his wife more than anything. More than everything. So why? 

Why did he do that? 

Now she was on the ground of their home, their penthouse. Being a pro hero had given him the world, but she was his world and he did everything he could for her. Gave her diamonds and lavish clothing, spa trips and vacations. And in return, she had been loyal, given him two beautiful children and a lifetime of happiness. 

Why did he do that? 

He had no idea, but she was broken. He had broken her. Done the worst thing he could have possibly done and gotten caught. 

On a national fucking television site.

It was weeks ago, but it was just so much. A villain had targeted the school his kids went to and he didn’t get there until Midorya and Todoroki had, already working on getting survivors and victims out. He was lucky, his kids knew precautions and he had trained them on what to do, so they’d gotten out. 

But Midoriya’s… they weren’t as lucky. Midoriya had three, another on the way, and his middle child had gotten stuck between a falling piece of fire and a wall. 

Bakugou couldn’t stop playing Midorya’s face over and over again. He felt responsible for some reason, maybe if he’d gotten there on time then they’d have had enough hands to save all of those kids. Now he was on those stupid tubes and machines and Bakugou was crying at his desk. As he wrote the paperwork, his eyes wouldn’t stop smudging the black on his face. The only thing he wanted to do was hold his kids close at that moment. Hold his wife. 

With bloodshot eyes, I watch you sleeping The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading Would she hear me if I called her name? Would she hold me if she knew my shame?

But he was stuck in this stupid fucking office, and when the secretary knocked on the door, he lost all restraint. Grabbed the edge of the desk, he flipped it and she shrieked. He quickly regained control and slammed the door shut, knowing it wouldn’t look good if his anger got out. He’d worked too hard to get that under control since high school, he wouldn’t let it get him now. 

And then she was close to him. That tiny stupid blonde that always fucked up his lunch. She didn’t make it like his perfect wife. 

But his hands were too shaky. He couldn’t sign what she had for him, he couldn’t see straight, he couldn’t-

He couldn’t push her away when she kissed him. He couldn’t stop when she touched him, held him. 

He needed comfort and he couldn’t stop anymore, he was too far gone, too high strung. 

There's always something different going wrong The path I walk's in the wrong direction There's always someone fucking hanging on Can anybody help me make things better?

A week later, a call came in through the telecoms of his office. 

“You have one week to get me 2 million dollars or that video plays on youtube.” His hands felt shaky again, and this time it wasn’t rage. It was fear. 

“I’ll have it to you in an hour, delete it immediately.” He said instantly. 

“An hour? Maybe I’m making this a bit too easy. How about 20?” 

“Do you want the money or for me to be scared? Because congrats, dumbass you did it. Delete it.” Bakugou was straining to not break the tiny office phone in his hands. His chest was heaving. 

“I want you to feel pain like I have. I want you to lose something.” 

Bakugou knew it. It was a sudden realization but he knew it. 

“Don’t. Please.” he begged and the laughter that came through was loud, strained. Insane. 

“Cmon now, Ground Zero! Don’t be so boring, you’re usually the life of the party!” 

Bakugou knew it would end with that stupid tape being public, but he didn’t think it would be this bad. 

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home

He saw it first when he was walking on patrol, someone glaring at him. He shrugged it off. Heroes were a controversial topic for everyone, he chalked it up to just that. He continued until he heard sounds. Pornigraphic sounds. Playing from that same person’s phone, he approached them. 

“Hey, you can’t be playing that shit-” 

“Ugh! Mr. Bakugou!” The phone sound rang out and his eyes fell to the screen they were previously looking at. It was a stupid little pink phone case, but he was on screen. And so was that blonde.  And he was running. Fast. He had to tell her before she found out like this. God, he knew he fucked up, he knew this was it, but he couldn’t let her find out from a fucking TMZ video.

The moments die, I hear no screaming The visions left inside me are slowly fading Would she hear me if I called her name? Would she hold me if she knew my shame?

Getting back to his office, he saw the blonde and sneered at her, then realizing she was bawling her eyes out. She must have seen, she was probably embarrassed. Young, dumb, she wasn’t in a good position either. He didn’t have time for her. He had to get home. Bakugou grabbed his clothing and bolted for his car. 

He sped. He didn’t care. His world was crumbling and he needed to at least make sure one last piece wasn’t completely shattered. The only piece that mattered to him.

There's always something different going wrong The path I walk's in the wrong direction There's always someone fucking hanging on Can anybody help me make things better?

When he got home, he recognized Midoriya’s car and rushed to the top floor, his home. “DEKU!” He shouted and looked around after bursting through the door, seeing Izuku standing casually dressed in his kitchen with his children in their pajamas. He was holding some food and his kids ran to Bakugou. 

“Daddy!” They smiled and hugged him, as he bent down to hold them back, but his eyes never left Izuku’s. And Izuku’s were just as focused, shooting daggers at him. He deserved it, but he needed her right now. 

“Go to your rooms, bratz.” He chidded and patted their backs as they went off, Izuku tucking one hand in his pocket. They stood in silence and then Bakugou heard it. 

Ururaka’s voice, Momo’s consoling, and his wife’s cries. A part of him was crushed, turned to dust that instant. He was too late. Again. His fists shook by his sides and then raked through his blonde spikey hair.

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home

“Deku-”

“Just go. Go in there and look at what you did for yourself.” Izuku leaned back against the counter and looked at the ground. “Ochaco and I are taking the kids tonight. They don’t need to see this.” And with that, he headed towards Bakugou’s kid’s rooms. Bakugou couldn’t even speak, his throat was dry. 

And his feet moved towards his bedroom door. His body shuddered, tears already streaming down his eyes. Knocking at the door, Momo was the first to answer. She opened it and stared at him for a second, then moving aside and walking out of the room. 

“Ururaka, let’s go. It’s time.” Momo’s voice was quiet. Bakugou didn’t move as the women brushed past him without a glance, then hearing his kids leaving with the three other pro heroes. 

Once the door shut, he felt empty. It was time to face her. Face his mistakes, and own it. And accept her choice. 

He opened the door a crack and saw his greatest fear.

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home

She was in a ball on the floor, still as beautiful and perfect as the day they met, but this time, heartbroken and small. Her hair was a knotted mess, clothes stained with tears, hugging her knees to her chest. She was holding something, but he couldn’t make it out in the dark. 

He made small steps towards her and got on his knees before her, just grabbing her and holding her close. He didn’t know if he would ever get to again. 

This battered room I've seen before The broken bones they heal no more, no more With my last breath I'm choking Will this ever end? I'm hoping My world is over one more time

“I’m sorry… I’m so fucking sorry…” He whispered over and over and over, her whimpering the only other sound. A moment of this and then her cries roared, like she was being tortured, and he flinched. His own tears were blurring everything for him, but he wasn’t going to stop trying. Not now, not ever. “Please, baby… please. I love you, I swear, I was just distracted and I couldn’t get to you, and I was guilty about Midoriya and I just wanted to get home and see you, but then she walked it and I lost it, I lost it-” He was rambling, much like that damn nerd, but not about quirks, about his own fucking mistakes. 

A crack sounded out through the room, echoing off the walls. His face was sore, her hand leaving a red imprint on his cheek. He stared at her and her face was a combination of horrified and sad beyond comparison. He just closed his eyes and sniffled. 

“Do it again.” 

“What?” She whispered. 

“Do it until you feel it’s just. Hit me, kick me, punch me, I don’t care, just don’t- don’t stop loving me.” His eyes went back to hers and her body crumbled under his. Her hands fell against his chest weakly and her eyes closed again, his hands moving to cradle her head.  “I- I can’t…” She answered and Bakugou felt happiness for a split second before her next words ruined it. “I’m trying to… But I can’t.” 

Would she hear me if I called her name? Would she hold me if she knew my shame?

His world was over, nothing mattered, and whoever took that video was going to die.  “C-Carry me to the shower… please… I can’t walk and I just- I just want to-”

“Shhh I got it.” He answered and picked her up as she asked, carrying her to the bathroom and sitting her on the tub. He saw what was in her hands now. It was his tie from their wedding night, and his heart ached again. He began to help her undress, seeing the bags under her eyes and how red and puffy they were from her salty tears, lips dry and split from crying. Her hair looked like she’d run her fingers through a million times, almost painfully so. He hated seeing her like this, not when a month ago, they were planning their ten year anniversary. She was like a doll, so small and fragile right now, porcelain in his big, calloused hands. Her body looked hollowed, like she hadn't eaten yet that day. He stayed quiet, turning on the water and feeling it until it was her comfortable level of warmth.

There's always something different going wrong The path I walk's in the wrong direction There's always someone fucking hanging on Can anybody help me make things better?

After a moment, he lifted her and let her settle in, moving to let her relax in peace. But something caught his hand, and he looked back down at the fragile woman in the tub. 

“Please… come in with me… I don’t want to be alone right now… I-I don’t have… the strength.” She mumbled and he sucked in a breath, pain surging through his veins. He hated this, but he would do anything she wanted. Forever. 

Removing his shirt, he felt the stress of the day hit him, muscles sore from work and then this all. He moved and took off his pants and underwear, shifting his weight and finally stepping in. He slid her forward slightly to sit her between his legs so he could hold her, cradle her as best he could. 

He felt her lean back and his hands moved to touch her skin, massage the ache she must have been having from sitting on the floor in a ball. He pushed the image away as he focused on kneading the woman’s tension. A comfortable sigh left her and he felt a swell of relief inside of him. This was… good, to say the least. They weren’t fighting, she didn’t hate him, and he was seeming to do almost everything right. He leaned his forehead to her temple and let his eyes close, feeling her reciprocate and nuzzle in closer. 

“Forgive me…” he whispered, “please… I can’t live without you.” 

“Katsuki…” Her voice cracked as she said his name, his hand brushing the wet hair stuck to her face behind her ear. “I want to… I do…” 

“Then I’ll do whatever it takes to fix this, to get you back, to keep you with me…” he answered, the rasp in his voice always soothing her, reminding her who she was talking to. “I love you too much to let myself ruin this…” She nodded at his words and he left a kiss on her temple, where his forehead had been, while a tear rolled down his cheek. 

After a bit of just silence in the bathtub, he got them both out and dry, then helped her change into pajamas and brushed her hair. He’d take care of her, make sure she didn’t do anything for herself. After that, he went to the kitchen and called his office.

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home (tears don't fall) Your tears don't fall, they crash around me (conscience calls) Her conscience calls, the guilty to come

“I’m taking two weeks off. Fire the girl, make sure my next assistant is a man. Cancel everything in my calendar for the next few weeks. My phone is going off and it’s not turning back on until I get back. Understood?” 

“Bakugou,” he heard Sero’s voice, then a sigh and Kirirshima in the background, “do what you gotta do man, just don’t fuck it up again.” 

“Get her back, and man up to it, dude. I believe in you.” Kirirshima spoke after the other and there was a second of quiet. 

“Thank you guys. I owe you one for this. Really.” His grip on his cellphone tightened as he spoke and he knew they didn’t know how to react to his sensitive side. Only she did. “I’ve got to go.” He hung up and grabbed water and her favorite snack, chips and ketchup. It was so weird and gross and unnatural to him, but she loved it and he loved it because she loved it.

Going back into the bedroom, he put down the water and the bowl of chips, sitting across from her. 

“You need to eat something.” 

“I’m not hungry.” She whispered. 

“No, you’re depressed because I’m an ass, take one bite and I promise you’ll realize how hungry you are.” One bite turned into three into ten into the bowl, and soon it was empty. He brought it to the kitchen and went back to her, standing next to the bed. “I think- maybe I should sleep in the guest room.” 

“But… I’ll get cold…” she mumbled, “I mean, I just- I haven’t slept alone… in almost ten years…” His heart was jumping with joy. Holy shit, this was good. He nodded and moved to get in next to her. 

“I won’t touch you unless you-“ 

“Shut up, Katsuki.” She finally spoke directly and with volume, “just shut up.” And she pulled him close, head on his chest as she grabbed the light remote and hit a button, putting them in the pitch back darkness. He was stiff, a bit scared to move. His wife had never been a direct person, so gentle with her words and actions, but this made her really toughen up and set him straight. He relaxed and left a hand on her head, petting her hair and soon she was asleep. 

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me (conscience calls) Her conscience calls, the guilty to come home

Bakugou didn’t sleep at all. He was watching her the whole time, admiring her, praying that this would never end. And when she mumbled his name in her sleep and pulled him tighter to her, he knew. He would do everything for her. There was nothing in this world that could keep him from her, and he would make damn sure of that forever more. 

[sturnboos]

hihihi may you please do one where thier younger sister who live with them in LA is like 13-14 and she gets her first period and she only want nick to know and he helps her but the next day nick wasn't home chris and matt and her go out and the boys notice something is off about her but they don't say anything about it but then they go out for dinner and she leaks and matt and chris help her.(sorry if that dont make sense english isnt my first language)

First Period

LITTLE SISTER READER X STURNIOLO TRIPLETS

warnings: clueless reader, first period, leaking in public.

a/n: shorter fic then normal, changed the request so it was all on the same day, never wrote about periods so hope this is good enough.

3:11pm

you couldn't comprehend what was happening as you stared at the toilet then at your underwear. Was that… Blood? Should you be worried? are you bleeding? Is this natural? you really had no idea what was happening and you were beginning to panic as you felt dizziness wash over you. 

There was a sudden knock on the door. you heard Matt's voice from the other side, "Hey sweetheart, You alright there? You've been there for like half an hour now” 

Still panicked, you pull up your underwear then your pants, you opened the door slightly and tried to smile at Matt "Yeah sorry, I'm alright. just a bit nauseous" she lied. "can.. can you get nick please?" 

Matt gave her worried look then smiled, "Alright, if you say so." a few minutes past then other knock on the door "you alright in there?" Nicks voice was heard.

You started to sob, "I'm really scared Nick. I don't know what's happening" with that nick opens the door stepping into check on you, that’s when he noticed the blood in the toilet.

Nick quickly rubbed circles on your back to calm you "oh princess, there's nothing to be afraid of… this is just a natural occurrence for girls your age. It means you’re becoming a big kid."

you wiped a tear away "Oh?" 

Nick chuckled, "Believe me, it’s a long lesson but i can help you get through the basics" not wanting to invade your privacy, nick grabbed a pad for you then handed you his phone with a video tutorial to show how to apply it. “I’ll be just outside the door okay?” He says before leaving.

7:03pm

later that same day you were walking out to Matt’s car ready to go to the restaurant for dinner which was a thing all 4 of you did every Friday. But today when you climbed in the car Nick wasn’t their and Matt already started to drive off.

“Wait where’s nick” you asked confused.

“He had a last minute space camp meeting… Laura picked him up, he’s probably not gonna make it tonight” Chris spoke.

“But that’s okay we can still have a fun dinner” Matt ads on.

you become nervous but nod and look out the window.

8:26pm

dinner was going well, you had ordered chicken tenders and fries, Matt got spaghetti and meatballs while Chris just got a hamburger. you got up to go grab more sauce for your chicken tenders but before you could even leave the table Chris’s hand tightens around your arm stopping you. you look at him confused, Matt’s mouth drops a little too but he quickly composed himself. "your leaking honey" Chris says, so you look down and low and behold, the front of your denim shorts soaked in blood. You became very embrassed. Matt was already tying his hoodie around you to hide it from the public. "should we go home so you can clean up or- " Chris questioned but you cut him off. "no it’s okay, I can wait"

"what were you getting up for before?" Matt questions. "Sauce"

Matt stood up grabbing the sauce for you. You all finished your meals like normal. when you got home you went straight to the bathroom to shower. Chris layed out some comfy pyjamas on the bed for you and Matt got straight to work trying to wash the blood out of your shorts. When you were all clean and comfy you all snuggled up on the couch and watched movies until Nick came home.

[tatsumessy]

Hidden Feeling - {part 2}

“It’s the big day!” Your little sister says fixing your hair while smiling at you through the mirror. “I know…” the solem tone in your voice raised some red flags in your sisters head. “What’s wrong? It’s your big day!” She repeated and you just rolled your eyes not wanting to make eye contact with her. “It’s not just my big day, it’s mine and Sae’s. I know he was fine with paparazzi being here I just don’t know how I feel about it.” She sighed and turned you around in the chair to look at her.

“Just think of it as it just being you two.” She said rubbing your arms and smiling at you. “But what if she’s there? I don’t think I can do it…I’m too scared.” You said hugging your body then turning back around in the chair. “So you don’t want to marry me now?” Letting out an annoyed groan you didn’t want to turn around because you already knew he had this look of disappointment on his face.

“Give us a minute.” He said to your little sister, you could hear her heels clinking against the floor then exiting the room. “Y/n. Look at me. Baby look at me.” He said standing behind you with his hand on your head. “What’s wrong?” He leaned down and started kissing on your cheek, “I just don’t like the thought of everyone here…I wanted our wedding to be small and private…” “I know how to fix that.” He said standing up and walking towards the door.

“Put your dress on.” He exited the room and closed the door behind himself. After ten minutes he came back into the room with the marriage official, “Sae what is this?” You said standing up and holding onto the bottom of your dress, “we’re getting married right here right now just the way you want it.” There was a small blush on your cheeks as you walked closer to your soon to be husband and grabbed his face. You leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips. “Thank you.”

“Put it on, stop being so difficult.” You said fixing the buttons on your husbands shirt and glancing over his shoulder to make sure that your kids were behaving themselves while you were out in public. Your eldest son is nine, your middle kids are seven and then your youngest is three and then last but not least you’re five months pregnant with your fifth child. “We’ve been doing this for too long, I’m tired.” He said undoing the necktie that you just fixed along with the microphone.

“ITOSHI SAE! Stop it. This is the last interview for the year before our family trip. Please behave, how are your kids doing better than you?” He scoffed and refixed his tie then placed a kiss on your lips before leaving the room and walking onto the stage. Everyone clapped and cheered as he sat down and had this passive aggressive attitude towards the lady. The same interviewer who had a lot to say 11 years ago.

“Before you start this irrelevant conversation I have a question for you myself. Are you still trying to chase after men you know you can’t have? Or are you still being a gold digger?” Everyone in the crowd gasped at his question but then started laughing at her reaction. She was pissed, beyond pissed at that. “I-I only had one question. How’s life been so far since your shotgun secret wedding?”

“I’ve truly enjoyed life with my WIFE and my children. I’m very happy with how everything has been and I’m excited to see how we will grow especially since my WIFE and I are expecting our fifth child in four months.” People started clapping at the news while you sat there in shock, as much as the world knew you only had one child. Now they know you’re on your fifth child. “Five kids?” She asked setting her notecards down and looking up at him, “yes I guess you can say I just LOVE my WIFE.” he emphasized while looking at his watch for the time.

“We are all glad you’ve found the happiness you’ve wanted and more.” She said not making eye contact with Sae then ending the live interview. Sae exited the stage and headed straight towards the dressing room to come and see you. Just in the time span of 15 minutes he missed you, a lot. “Stop running Sae.” You said from behind him as you had just walked out the bathroom with your youngest daughter standing behind you. He turned and gently grabbed your face to kiss you.

“I love you Y/n.” you glanced up at him in confusion. “I love you Sae.” you responded rubbing his cheek as he looked down and hurriedly picked up his daughter who was hiding behind your leg. “And I love you SiSi.” he said kissing her cheek and making her laugh from her shy nature.

Later that night while you and your kids were sleeping on the sofa from watching a movie, Sae had taken a photo of you all and posting it on his instagram.

Caption: My forever goal 💞

dc: @marisely03

[hsangel64]

✧.* munch ✧.*

pairings: college!ellie x reader

summary: this is a part two to whipped!

warnings: slight smut but not fully, dirty talk and some kissing ! y/n is used but not much

a/n: i hope you guys like this one i had fun writing it ! bandmates part 4 should be out by tomorrow morning !

not only is ellie whipped but she is a fuckin munch. she will eat you out wherever and whenever, you ask her out in public she will find a secluded area and eat you out. she will worship you whether it was sexual or just lovey dovey.

there has been many incidents where ellie will make you late for class or meeting up with a friend, like the time you and dina were going to go out to this cafe just outside of campus that had just opened up. dina asked if you wanted to study together and grab a coffee so you of course said yes. you had did your hair and makeup and chose to wear a skirt…that was your mistake.

“okay ellie i’m leaving!!” you yelled to her as you grabbed your bag as you heard ellie get up from the bed to bid you goodbye. you’re checking if you have everything when you hear a small gasp. you whip your head around concerned.

“is everything okay? do i need to change? is this too much i-“ she pulled you up and over her shoulder.

“ELLIE WHAT THE FUCK.” you squealed and then let out an ‘oof’ feeling ellie throw you on the bed.

“ellie what is wrong with you-“

“baby…you look so fuckin good please.”

“is that what this is about?” you giggled at her actions letting out a small moan feeling her start to kiss down your neck.

“els i have to go.”

“please please please let me eat you out baby you just look so good i don’t think i’ll be able to wait.”

“but dina is waiting!!” she shook her head and kept kissing your neck.

“ellie i gotta go.” she grabbed your face and kissed you hard. you were shocked but went with it and kissed her back. you couldn’t resist her kissing you it was one of your favorite things to do. ellie started to trail her up and down your body grabbing at your chest and then started to trail down to your skirt…let’s just say you had to MAJORLY apologize to dina after.

ellie literally gets off of your pleasure. she will cum while she’s eating you out. and whenever wherever really means whenever wherever. you guys were at a really nice dinner with joel, dina, jesse, tommy and maria like a little family dinner we did every month.

today out of all days ellie was exceptionally horny…so she did everything to tease you in front of everyone. of course this wasn’t the first time she’s done this. she does it quite often actually, but today was different. ellie was extra touchy and she didn’t even care.

you were just eating your dinner and all of a sudden her hand is on your clothed pussy. you nearly choked on your food feeling her touch you like this with with all your friends and family at the the table. you tried to give her a couple of looks to stop but of course she didn’t.

“so how have you been y/n?” you tried to pull yourself together to answer joel but your voice cracked.

“o-oh everything is great i’ve been good-“

“you okay?”

“oh yeah i just need to use the restroom excuse me-“ you got up and ran straight to the restroom. you looked in the mirror and rubbed your hands through your hair and just took some deep breaths. ellie was going to be the death of you.

the door had opened and you didn’t even notice until you felt someone turn you around. that someone being ellie.

“jesus els you scared me.”

“sorry baby you doing okay?” she smirked at you knowing damn well you went to the bathroom.

“don’t smirk at me like that.”

“why baby?” she lifted your chin to look up at her.

“you know what you did out there you can’t just touch me like that in front of everyone especially your family.” you grumbled and ellie laughed and pushed your hair out of your face.

“oh baby was i teasing too much?”

“yes now im really wet because of you.” you pouted. ellie then pulled you in for a small kiss which turned into a small makeout session. you guys had came to the conclusion you couldn’t be there anymore so you made an excuse that you were throwing up and not feeling good, so you guys left.

on the drive home ellie couldn’t wait and let’s just say you guys didn’t want till you got home and hopped into the backseat of the car.

[naraven]

why me!? part I

these ebg prompts are destroying my ass fr,,,

wc // 800

tw // stealing, choking

“I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die!”

Ven has to hold back from shoving a sock in the girl’s mouth. “For the last time, you are not going to die.”

“You don’t know that! That lady has it out for me, I swear! I’ve never seen anyone angrier when they found out I was pickpocketing them!”

“That may be, but that doesn’t mean a hitman is out for your head.”

The girl cries out at the mention of a hitman and Ven palms their eyes. Archons, this was going to take a while.

“Look, I can literally show you that she just wants her purse back and nothing more. Have you seen the Steambird this morning?”

She shakes her head furiously, “I’ve been too scared thinking about how an article might have been written about this case, so I didn’t the chance to today…”

“The take a look at this, please.”

The hove the commissions page into the girl’s hands, pointing to the redhead who posted a commission connected to the issue at hand. Ven thought it would be easier to convince the pickpocket to return the purse first to resolve all this, but it turns out that might not have been the case.

“She simply wants her purse back. Do you believe me now?”

The girl quickly reads through the commission, her eyes moving back and forth as she shoved her face into the Steambird. Ven takes a moment to rest as the girl stops screaming hysterically.

“…”

“…”

“She’s totally out for me! I’m totally screwed!”

Ven can’t take this any longer.

“Miss. Listen to me: You. Will. Be. Fine.”

They grab the shoulders of the girl whose eyes are comically wide and visibly shaking. Ven makes sure that their own body language tells her that they would keep her safe.

“Snf, ugh, fine… I’ll-I’ll be fine. Completely. Nothing bad will happen to me.

“Good. Now, are you willing to give the purse back to the Miss?”

She hurriedly nods, moving her head back and forth at a dizzying pace.

“Very good. Now steel yourself. Breathe, for once. You panting like a dog is helping no one.”

“Alright, alright, I’m fine. I won’t die. The redheaded lady won’t hire someone to kill me.”

Ven pushes the girl toward the entrance of her home, opening the door to let her out. She groans loudly as she is steered to the house of the redheaded lady.

“… I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine! Right, kind stranger?”

“Sure. I’m just the person who was unfortunate to take this commission, but sure. Good luck not dying.”

The girl stiffens and Ven must refrain from teasing this girl any further, else they both get embarrassed in public.

~~~

“Is that… Ven?”

“Hello, you two. I seem to be bumping into you two very often here in Fontaine.”

As Ven watched over the pickpocket, they were approached by the illustrious Traveler and his companion once more.

“How are you doing?”

Unfortunately, the girl was doing very badly. To the point that she claimed that she needed to throw up. Lucky for them, there was a café near by that sold some cold beverages and tables outside.

“Unhhh…”

“Ok then, soon.”

Paimon and Aether share a look of confusion. Paimon shrugs before deciding to ask what on Teyvat was going on.

“Who’s this?”

“I’m in the middle of a commission. This is one of the commissioners that I’m helping out.”

“One of?”

Aether pats the girl’s back as she chokes on her drink. Ven smiles gratefully at him.

“This girl stole the purse of another lady. We’re on our way to resolve the conflict.”

“Oh! That’s good. Then, why does she look like she just saw a ghost?”

“I wonder that myself. Slow down, you’re going to throw up if you drink that quickly again.”

Ven sits down opposite of the girl, back straight and hands clasped in front of their chest. Meanwhile, the girl slumps down while sipping on her straw, slowly but surely putting her head on the table.

“Well, I hope everything is going to be okay. We would go with you, but we have somewhere to be right now too!”

Ven raises a brow. “Seems you two have been mighty busy recently. See you later, then. I’ll let you know how this whole case turns out.”

As they all wave goodbye, the girl finally raises her head.

“I can’t believe that just happened.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“What do you mean, what do I mean!? You know the Traveler, don’t you? Celestia above, that was scary…”

Ven blinks as the girl seems to have… rejuvenated after her juice. Which Ven had paid for.

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“I’m somewhat of a criminal, if you haven’t forgotten. I could have been thrown in jail!”

This girl. Was certainly something. And by something, Ven thought this girl was rather mindless.

“Didn’t you think about this before going to the Steambird and posting a commission about this? Get a grip. Seems like your finally ready to face my other commissioner now, so get up.”

Ven starts to push the girl towards the direction of the other commissioner, much to the distress of the guilty pickpocket.

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Hello! can I request being a batsis reader who's age is in middle of Jayson and Tim, wherein they went somewhere wearing high waist short shorts (because it's summer season), along with the boys (Including Bruce) and everyone is being overprotective towards her (as some guys hitting up with her and being catcalled) to the point that they banned her for wearing any short clothes...

Overprotective!Batfam x Reader Headcanons

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Dick Grayson

• Dick would notice what you were wearing straight away, literally nothing gets passed him when it comes to you. He wouldn’t be happy about it, but would like to keep you happy as much as possible so he would only say something if he found it extremely terrible or revealing.

• He knows that in certain situations you can handle yourself, but he wouldn’t like you to. He doesn’t think you should have to fight and stand up for yourself when you’ve got him there to di a much better job with longer lasting effects.

• Dick would try to keep his “nice guy” persona going on for as long as possible while he’s out in public, but even he can only handle so much. If he really starts to feel extreme emotions the mask will slip and he’ll end up causing a lot of damage as a result.

• He finds catcalling itself entirely disrespectful especially if the situation is uncalled for, although he is aware that some people like the attention. For you however, he doesn’t want anything of that sort happening around you and will be strict about it if he thinks it might happen.

• If things like this do happen then he can’t help himself but want to put precautions in place, especially if he can’t be with you everywhere you go. So he puts rules in place and he won’t have any problem with you going out as long as you’d tick to them and do as he says.

Jason Todd

• No matter how old you are Jason will always be there to be protect you, but if you’re younger than him then he’ll definitely be much more protective over you. He’s been furious that someone was behaving in that way towards you, so don’t expect him to be able to control himself when he is already a short fuse waiting to blow up.

• Jason wouldn’t even want to think of you handling yourself against someone making a comment about you out in public. It’s his job to look after you and stop anything bad from happening so you definitely wouldn’t find him trying to do any less, and if that does happen then you’ll never see him more furious with himself.

• It will never matter how many people were around or how well he knew them, Jason would never care about causing a CV scene or being embarrassed. For you this doesn’t matter at all and him dealing with someone is much more important than him caring about meaningless onlookers.

• The idea of anyone being catcalled sparks violence in Jason’s mind as he’s aware of what else people are capable of, but if it’s you being targeted then he’s absolutely furious. He’s unable to hold himself back and will keep whoever did it in their place (it doesn’t matter if it’s a man or woman, they all deserve to be treated the same in these situations).

• Jason keeps revealing clothing to himself and you’ll usually find him covered up when he’s out in public, and he’d usually prefer for you to do the same. Just because he likes to show you off doesn’t mean he wants everyone to see your body - so if you do like revealing clothing he’ll try his best to discourage it.

Tim Drake

• Tim’s first reaction would be a mixture of many feelings, and he wouldn’t really know whether to shout and beat the people up that are catcalling you, or to get quiet revenge later on. Either way he doesn’t want you to end up scared because of the behaviour you’re seeing.

• He doesn’t like the thought of you handling yourself so he wouldn’t even let you be put in that position. He’s basically with you at all times so there’s no need for you to ever need to, and just because you can handle yourself doesn’t mean he’ll allow it.

• Tim always tries to stay calm and collected when he’s out in B public and when others are around, but when he’s with those he’s close to and in private he can really be himself. His vindictive views can come to light and just as long as you aren’t around he’s free to get revenge on those treating you badly.

• Tim is a very sweet guy so he doesn’t really understand why catcalling is even a common thing for anyone to do. He definitely isn’t a supporter of it and will defend anyone from it (but for you it will obviously go to more extreme lengths).

• Tim likes when you wear revealing clothing, but mainly just so long as it’s for him only. He wouldn’t blame you for being catcalled and would be very angry at those who did it, but he also wouldn’t understand why you went out without covering yourself properly - especially if you aren’t walking around the safest areas.

Damian Wayne

• There would be no holding Damian back of her ever saw or heard of this happening to you, he’s too unable of controlling his need to put disgusting people in their rightful place. Whoever catcalled you certainly would be too scared of ever doing it again once he’s finished with them.

• Damian is well aware of how strong he is, and because of this he wouldn’t consider you being able to handle yourself properly. If it was someone who was a villain or criminal that had catcalled you he knows that you probably wouldn’t end up in a good situation so he always wants to be the one there to deal with the situation.

• Being in public never influences Damian to calm down, unless you’re there to ease him out of the manic episode he’s been induced into. He’d butcher and hunt down anyone no matter the time of day or whose around in order to sort out what they’ve just done.

• By itself Damian thinks catcalling is very distasteful and rude no matter who it is doing it and who it’s directed at. Plus, the living situation he’s had taught him not to put up with this type of behaviour so he certainly wouldn’t be able to tolerate it from anyone he’s around.

• Damian doesn’t like revealing clothing on you at all and he thinks that it’s a stupid way to dress considering how dangerous the city is. If you’re going to go out you could at least put in some precautions of making yourself less noticeable, or at least that’s what he wants you to do as he does this as well to prevent drawing attention.

Bruce Wayne

• You being catcalled would force Bruce to fight his own inner demons regarding water to do with the person that catcalled you. No matter how meaningless or severe it was he’d still have a hard time dealing with it.

• Bruce would be okay with the thought of you handling yourself in that situation just as long as he got to serve his own form of justice too. This would usually consist of a longer lasting punishment and reminder of how not to treat people like you.

• Being in public definitely influences Bruce as he has an image to uphold and facade to keep up, but when he’s in his vigilante form his much free to do as he pleases. It’s at night and during the hours of justice serving that he gets back at whoever treated you in such a way.

• Bruce can never agree with catcalling no matter how minor, to him it will always represent what a person is really like. Things like catcalling typically happen more in certain areas so he’ll certainly try to keep you away from there to the best of his ability.

• Even the slightest bit of skin being revealed would be something that Bruce likes to keep reserved for in private or events where he gets to show you off in a restricted setting (like a part of his where the people invited are only those he knows personally). He doesn’t like the idea of others looking at you in such a way, especially when he knows that their intentions are terrible in some cases.

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ethan landry headcanons

synopsis: ethan landry headcanons, both sfw & nsfw.

warnings/tags: sexual themes, scream vi spoilers, fem!reader.

a/n: disclaimer, these are just my opinions on what i think ethan would be like irl, don't come for me!!

sfw:

⪩⪨ he loves holding you close when you’re sleeping, wrapping his arms around your body.

⪩⪨ he CANNOT for the life of him keep his hands off of you, in private and in public.

⪩⪨ his favourite meal is spaghetti with tomato sauce, and he tells you that the way you make it is the best, he's definitely biased but you appreciate it anyways.

⪩⪨ after a long day, he wants nothing more than to curl up on the couch and watch movies with you, he’ll watch anything, even the corny chick-flicks you love so much, just as long as he’s spending time with you.

⪩⪨ he always waits outside your classes, standing patiently at the door and greeting you with a kiss like he hasn’t seen you in weeks. 

⪩⪨ ethan’s a very jealous person, and becomes filled with anger when he sees you talking to other men, when he knows it’s purely platonic.

⪩⪨ his favourite feature of yours are your eyes (cliche, i know), he gets utterly lost in thought when you gaze at him. 

⪩⪨ he hates it when you criticise yourself, and yells at you to quit it. he truly views you as the most beautiful angel he’s ever seen, you never believe him.

⪩⪨ whenever you feel unsafe, he immediately comes to your apartment to stay with you, determined to protect you even if it means harming himself (me when i pretend i’m not the killer). 

nsfw:

⪩⪨ ethan was a virgin before he met you, as were you, so you both learned a lot from one another.

⪩⪨ since you’re the sole person he’s been with, he’s become somewhat attached, and doesn’t think anyone could make him feel as good as you do.

⪩⪨ he struggles to stop the blood rushing straight to his cock when you do anything inherently sexual, sometimes you do it on purpose to watch his face burn with embarrassment.

⪩⪨ he’s a switch, split 50/50, depending on his mood. you love both sides of him, and it’s never the same routine, which excites you. 

⪩⪨ when he’s submissive, he’s willing to let you do anything to him, completely at your mercy, whimpering and grunting at the euphoria you’re giving him. 

⪩⪨ when he’s dominant, he’s more driven, and you’ve never seen him so serious. he’s typically like this after a difficult day, or following a jealous rage at your behaviour. he does all the work, towering over your frame, and slowly fucking you to drag out the pretty moans he’s so desperate to hear. 

⪩⪨ his favourite part of your body (in a sexual sense) is by far your hips. he loves nothing more than to squeeze the flesh for support when he’s thrusting into you, leaving blush bruises where he once held you.

⪩⪨ you frequently ask him to join you in the shower, and he never jumps up to your aid so quick. you innocently lather each other with soap, fingertips trailing every curve and inch of skin on your bodies. every single time you’ve done this, it’s ended with sex, him bending you over the sink, hands against the wall and bodies dripping with water.

⪩⪨ his favourite position is definitely good ol’ missionary. it’s the position you both lost your virginities in, so he’s become devoted, especially because it’s still you. he loves it when you tangle your legs around his waist, hands snaked around his neck, pulling softly at his curls.

⪩⪨ ethan enjoys eating your pussy the most, he is obsessed with pleasing you. after giving him a few pointers, he’s gotten unbelievably good at it. you love when you orgasm on his tongue, and look down at his pretty smile against your core as he finishes you off.

⪩⪨ there have been multiple occasions where you have had pregnancy scares, probably because of the lack of protection in the heat of the hormone filled outbursts. ethan tries his best to calm you down, but truthfully he’s masking his own anxiety to comfort you. it’s gotten so bad that you’ve had to commit to the pill, much to ethan’s delight now that he can finish inside of you without the added fear.

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Shu Sakamaki HCs(nsfw)

• No one can convince me this man doesn’t make you ride him. He gets to feel nice while doing nothing, perfect for the lazy pervert.

• Is most likely one of the horniest brothers(we all know Laito is number one)

• Also the worst sadist as in he likes it when you’re in fear since he likes his blood BITTER. (Him liking bitter blood is infact canon it’s said somewhere in the game— most likely hdb)

• So expect breath-play, knife-play, maybe gun-play if he manages to get one in his hands.

• Sensory deprivation is also one of his favorite, it heightens your sense, makes you more squeaky and anxious. Which makes him feral.

• He’s most likely a mean dom, he’s just straight up mean. Degradation? Definitely. Dirty talk? Isn’t he always talking like that? Slapping and choking? Do you even have to ask? Edging? Hell yeah.

• Oh but he would be so good with edging though. Man may be lazy but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have the skills. Will stop right before you climax just for the heck of it. He’s… such a btch.

• Let’s out the prettiest moans and other noises. It’s just, perfect. And he knows it too so he aint scared to let out noises, though he only lets em out when he’s feeling extra good.

• Does not tolerate brats, act bratty and he’ll either deal with you right then and there(even if it’s public) or he’ll just ignore you until you drop the act and apologize.

• Loves loves LOVES blow jobs— there’s just something about choking you with his cock that makes his head go brrrrrr.

• His punishments are cruel as hell. He’ll tie you up and edge you the whole night, and he’ll continue doing so for days.

• Never wear a skirt around this man. He’ll slip his hands to rub your princess parts at anytime he wants, knows it leaves you horny, and that’s why he does it. Part of his does that so that you’ll stop wearing skirts, boy is possessive, like all of his brothers.

• Honestly, this man will be the sub if you’re dominant enough. Though treat him too roughly and the next thing you know is that he’s drilling into you like crazy and will mock you.

• “Where’d all that confidence go? Can’t? Please, if you can’t even do this much isn’t it better if I just fuck a sex toy? Come on whore, you don’t want me to waste my cum on a sex toy right?”

• For some reason I think he had a mild corruption kink, BUT he gets too lazy to have to go through all that. So he also somewhat prefers the ones that know they’re horny. Somewhat surprises him when you admit you want him, also turns him on.

• He’s totally fine with doing it in public, easiest way to show everyone you’re his. Expect him to grope you in public or leave marks in very eye catching places. (His song Kiss Mark explains it all)

Well sht, would yall believe me if I said Shu is my third favorite—

[soulmate-game]

Hawkmoth was a bitch, and Marinette meant that with every fiber of her soul. Fu was also a bitch, and Marinette actually had good memories of the guy. Not many, but she had some. The fact that the guy got two ten-year-olds to become super heroes and fight a supervillain for him kinda soured those memories, though. But with Chat Noir not allowed to leave his house? Yeah, even as young as they were it only took about a year to find out who HawkMoth was and another year to take him down.

Except, that left Marinette alone. The final battle took her mom away, and Chat had to move out of Paris after his dad was arrested. Luckily Jagged allowed her and her papa to move into his house in Gotham, and everything was…

Well, it was okay. For about a month.

Then her dad was gone too, and she had no way to talk to Jagged, and the police were scaring her—

Yeah, that was the basic order of events that led to where she was now. Pushing fourteen years old, ex-superhero, protector of a magical box of gods, stealing the tires off of a very nice motorcycle.

Marinette was tempted to just take the whole thing, she loved bikes and knew she could drive it. But the thing had more security than she knew what to do with, and the fact that it belonged to Red Hood… she didn’t want to deal with trackers today, thanks. So the tires it was.

Should she maybe care more about the fact that she was stealing from a vigilante with a violent streak? Maybe. Did she? Hell no. For all she knew, maybe Red Hood was a bitch too. (Yes, she was still learning English slang. She was fluent by educational standards, but learning how to curse in a foreign language was fun and she still had a little bit to go. Her few street friends were very happy to help).

A shadow dropped down in front of her, and Marinette’s hero instincts kicked in. The tire iron she was using cut through the air, slamming right into the side of Red Hood’s knee.

—*—*—*—*—*

“Hood,” Batman’s voice grumbled over the comms, instantly grabbing the attention of everyone else who was on the comms. It wasn’t as gruff as he usually sounded, in fact it almost sounded like… he was trying not to laugh?

“Did you get gassed by Joker?” Dick asked before Jason got a chance to respond. “Need backup?”

“No,” Batman responded, sounding a little more composed. “Not a rogue. But Hood, I need you to join me at my location as soon as possible.”

Finally getting the chance to talk, Jason responded a little warily; “Sure, B. Wait,” he blinked at the location that was sent to him. “Isn’t that where my bike is parked?”

Batman didn’t respond at first, only the sound of labored breathing— again, as if he was trying not to laugh. “Just get here, Hood.”

Sighing, but not too mad since the night had been fairly quiet so far, Jason decided to humor the old man and head over. When he could see the cape-clad back of Batman, he easily leapt over the last roof and sauntered over.

“Okay, B,” he had his thumbs tucked in his pockets as he drawled. “What’s the issue?”

Batman was grinning. As in, actually showing amusement. And he just pointed down, straight at Hood’s bike.

Jason rolled his eyes under his helmet, turning to look. At first he didn’t see anything amiss, until he saw movement and looked harder. Oh. Oh, holy shit.

“Is that a kid?”

“Yep,” Batman’s grin grew.

“Is she… stealing my tires?” Hood was so, so glad he wore a helmet that hid his expression. Because… wow.

“Yep,” Batman finally lost his composure, chuckling. “This seems like Karma, don’t you think?”

“And you just watched her so you could rub it in,” Jason groaned, throwing his head back in exasperation. Of course he would. Nobody knew it (except the other heroes who knew him) but Batman was a petty little jerk when he wanted to be. He bought the whole Daily Planet just to spite Clark, for crying out loud.

“Don’t adopt her,” Batman said as he stood up, patting Red Hood’s shoulder. “It looks like she’s almost done.”

“Shit,” Jason hissed, looking down to see that she was, actually, very close to being done. She had already had one tire completely free by the time he had arrived, and now she was only seconds away from getting the other one completely free.

He took a quick assessment— she was tiny, and really thin. Definitely a street kid, he thought, though he didn’t recognize her. He knew most of the street kids that stole to get by, nowadays, which meant she must have been fairly new. But even though she seemed to know what she was doing, her small frame made her take longer unscrewing the tires than it normally would have taken. Sure that she wasn’t a threat by any stretch of the imagination, he jumped down. His plan had been to startle her a little by showing up out of nowhere, but he didn’t want to scare her too badly. Just make her jump a little.

But he had underestimated her, it seemed. Without wasting a second, she jumped up and swung her tire iron at his knee. He cursed, she was a lot faster than her had been expecting. He was able to move so that the weapon only clipped the side of his knee, his knee pad thankfully taking the worst of it. She still hit hard enough to make him stumble and hiss in pain though, which was an accomplishment.

That’s when she abandoned her weapon and her tires, darting to try and escape only for Batman to drop down and block her escape. Though really, it was the grin Batman had that scared the girl most of all, apparently, making her slowly back away from him.

“Please stop smiling,” she begged with a faint French accent to her words. “It is not natural.”

That made Red Hood laugh, already recovered and right behind her. He plopped a gloved hand on her head.

“I know, it’s creepy right?” He joked. “What’cha doin’ stealing my tires, kid? I kinda need them to drive anywhere,” he was careful to keep his voice light and devoid of any anger. He wasn’t really upset, all told. It would be hypocritical of him if he was.

She looked between the two vigilantes for a moment, clear intelligence behind those bright blue eyes as she seemed to consider something. Suddenly she pulled away from Red Hood and stepped away from his reach, straightening up and trying to look tall.

“My name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng,” she said as firmly as she could. “My father was Tom Dupain, he was killed in a mugging three months ago. We were living in a house that our family friend leant to us after my mother’s death six months ago, and we moved here from Paris. I haven’t been able to contact him, and the police… I don’t trust them,” she admitted, clearly seeing this as the chance she had been waiting for. “I have been living on the streets since my father died. I am sorry for trying to steal your tires, Monsieur Red Hood. But it was a risk I had to take.”

“Did you expect us to catch you?” He asked, crossing his arms as he re-evaluated the girl. She was a lot stronger than he had assumed earlier, both physically and mentally. She seesawed her hand to indicate ‘kinda’.

“Even if you didn’t, I could make good money off your tires,” she justified with a shrug. “To me, I would win either way.”

“Who is your family friend? Can he help you now, take you in?” Batman asked, moving forward and kneeling down to be closer to Marinette’s height. Neither he nor Jason had missed the part where she was an orphan, but they had expected that considering what they had caught her doing. And they both knew that she wasn’t likely to take any apologies they tried to offer very well. It was best not to show pity, or she might get angry.

Marinette frowned. “... Our family friend is Jagged Stone. He lets me call him Uncle Jagged,” she told them, clearly expecting the disbelieving grunts they gave. “I mean it! You can call him, he might even be looking for me! I—“

“We know,” Hood assured her, now kneeling down as well. Man, she was short. “Calm down, we know you’re telling the truth. Jagged has made several public announcements about his missing honorary niece, we just didn’t recognize your name right away. And Jagged doesn’t have access to very many pictures of you, those he does have the Mayor isn’t allowing him to show because that spineless jackass—“

“Language, Hood.”

“—Cares more about keeping bad press off the air than finding a kid, even if it’s a world famous rockstar who’s asking. That’s probably why you haven’t heard anything, the mayor’s keeping it off the radio and not many reporters are brave enough to take the story and get on his bad side.”

“Oh…” Marinette took a deep breath, fighting the tears that were threatening to rise up. “He has been looking…” she sniffled, curling in on herself a little. “Can you take me to him?”

“I think we can do that,” Batman agreed, standing up. “I’ll contact him. Red Hood, can you handle everything here until I give you a place to meet up with Jagged Stone?”

Jason nodded. “No problem, B. Come on, little rabid pixie. Step one of gettin’ you back to your uncle is to help me fix my bike back up.”

Marinette sighed, shoulders dropping. “All my hard work, undone…” she playfully complained. But in the end she didn’t argue or fight against it, she just sat down and helped him reattach his tires.

All the while, Jason’s family kept teasing him over the comms. Clearly they were also thoroughly amused by the cosmic display of karma.

“...Monsieur Hood,” Marinette asked once they were done repairing the motorcycle and he had given her his too-big extra helmet. He tilted his head a bit to show he was listening. She squirmed. “Can… can we stop by my hideout? I have something really important I have to get.”

Jason smiles gently under his mask. She might not have been a street kid for very long, but she really did bring back some memories for him. He got on his bike and held a hand out to her.

“Sure thing kid. Wanna grab something to eat after? Can’t have a reunion on an empty stomach.”

She gave him a lopsided smile— not quite overjoyed, but definitely hopeful and thankful. Maybe this was the end of her streak of bad luck, she could only hope.

“Only if you don’t mind, Monsieur Hood,” she agreed before taking his hand and letting him help her onto the bike.

“No skin off my back, pixie,” he assured her. Then they were off. He followed her directions until they got to an abandoned building about three miles away, not in a good part of town at all but at least not in crime alley. Marinette easily led him through the building, skirting around other piles of ratty blankets and up broken stairs until they got to the badly-maintained top floor. She led him over to an almost invisible door in the concrete wall that pulled out to reveal what was probably a broom closet once upon a time. It was crowded with what looked like junk and empty boxes, along with a few blankets and two or three changes of clothes that were clearly her’s. A few belongings scattered around— a book, a small pink purse, and… Marinette came out of the pile of mess holding what had clearly been a very carefully hidden box. She also grabbed the purse and slung it over her shoulder, but didn’t seem worried about anything else.

Jason frowned at the box. It wasn’t that big, but it was clearly made of old wood. There were intricate carvings that were painted pink, in a symbol that was itching at the back of his mind. He recognized that symbol, but from where?

“Ready to go, kid?” He asked as he thought about it, getting a nod from Marinette. Twenty minutes later they were at a Batburger, sitting in a shaded booth that couldn’t be seen from the street.

She never let the box out of her sight. She kept it on the seat next to her, and Jason noticed that she tried to keep one hand on it at all times. But when she spoke, now her French accent stood out to him even more than before. But why—?

And then it clicked. Paris. Hawkmoth. Ladybug, Chat Noir, magic artifacts called Miraculous. Wonder Woman had raised a fuss when the heroes disappeared, declaring that something was wrong but she couldn’t put her finger on what. Then the magic users they trusted were called in, and returned from Paris with the grim news that the former Guardian of those artifacts had activated a failsafe and passed the guardianship on to someone else while erasing his own memories at the same time. But nobody knew who he could have passed it on to, so Batman had been given the green light to do all the research he and his team could into the Miraculous box to try and help track it down.

And here it was. The carvings were in pink now, which might have been the “cosmetic change” that Constantine had mentioned might happen when the box changed guardians. He had found the box full of super powerful magical artifacts… in the hands of a newly orphaned street kid who couldn’t have been older than fourteen at best.

What the hell?

“...” Red hood reached into his pocket and pulled out an old receipt and a sharpie. He scrawled on the back of the receipt and handed to Marinette. The girl was halfway into a bite of her burger when he did, and blinked at him owlishly before swallowing and cautiously reaching out to grab it. She frowned at the numbers scrawled there.

“What’s this?” She asked.

“My contact info,” he explained. “I won’t ask questions about why you have that box,” he watched her instantly stiffen but continued as casually as he could; “but it doesn’t matter. You can call me if you ever need help with anything, kid. Help with that box, help if you get in trouble in Gotham again, or even if you’re having a bad day. You can call me for whatever, got it? I don’t care if you think it’s stupid, if you can’t talk to anyone else in your life you can always call or text me and I’ll do whatever I can. Got it?”

“...” Marinette sniffled for a second and looked down at the table in silence for a second. “... what if I want your motorcycle?” she joked, but the watery tone of her voice gave her away.

Jason laughed, patting her head. “I need my bike, but we can talk about getting you your own once you are old enough to get a license. You almost done? Bats says that Jagged is ready to meet you, I can take you to him right now.”

“Yeah, lets go!” she was newly energized and shoved the last bite of burger into her mouth greedily. “And Red Hood?” She asked as they headed out to where he had parked.

“Yeah, kid?”

“Thanks.”

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[sakumasmut]

okay since I’m too. scared to actually make a bot I’ll just kinda throw my mao posting here for fun/inspo. will be updated sometimes

Mao Smut Dialogue

General

Hah, you feel so good Producer, I don’t think I can stop~

I-Is it too big? I’ll go in slowly, don’t worry.

Ngh, you’re really tight, Producer. I don’t think I’ll last long.

I’ll start with one finger, I need to make sure you’re stretched out properly. Ah, you’re squirming, sorry if it’s uncomfortable. D-Do you want me to add another one?

H-Hey! D-Don’t suddenly pull my hair like that! Eh? M-Maybe I do like it…

Breeding

I-Is it really okay for me to continue without protection? O-Okay, ah, you feel so warm…

I’m gonna cum deep inside, okay? You feel so tight around my cock, I can’t help it…

Gah, I-I’m sorry! I should have pulled out!

It’s so hard to resist you when you’re on your hands and knees. Let me breed you, m’kay?

Hah, you’re taking me in so deep, I think all my cum is gonna go straight to your womb…does the thought of carrying my kid turn you on? You’re squeezing tighter, like your body is telling me to give you a baby~

ABO

P-Producer? Your smell…y-you’re in heat?! H-Hold on, we need to get you home—Eh? Y-You want me to help you? B-But…well, if you insist…

You’re so good for me, such a good omega. I’m gonna fill you up, okay?

I’m sorry if I was too rough, I got carried away. Ah, don’t try to move too much, my knot is gonna be stuck inside you for a few more minutes. Mm, Producer wait, I’m going to get turned on again—

Public Sex

I-I know doing this in school is indecent, but I just can’t help myself…

A-Ah, Producer, we shouldn’t go another round. The other council members might arrive soon…

Haha, Producer, I know my chest is comfy, but Kiryu-kun might be back soon. You can borrow my shirt if you’d like, I just don’t want him to see you naked.

S-Sena / I-Itsuki?! Oh god, I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize you were coming back today! P-Please give us a minute, Producer and I need to put on some clothes!

Threesome

Eh? You want Yuuki to join us next time? Well, I can ask him, but he’s a bit shy when it comes to sex…

How do you feel about Akehoshi joining us sometime? He’s more energetic than me, it could be fun! Ah, you’re blushing Producer, is the thought of being squeezed between us turning you on?

Hidaka is kind of clueless in bed, do you think it’s a good idea to invite him? Well, I suppose it’d be a learning experience, but I think it’d be a bit awkward…

Y-You want Ritsu to join us? I guess I could ask him, but you should know he’s pretty, uh, demanding in bed. I won’t be able to pay much attention to you until he’s satisfied, so help me out, okay?

Oral

Mm, sorry if I’m gripping your thighs too tightly, but you keep squirming when I lick you. You just taste so good, you know?

Sub

P-Producer! You’re going too fast, I-I’m gonna—anh~

W-Wait, please, don’t stop touching me! I-I’ve been good! I’ve been a good boy!

I-Is that toy for me? That’s way too big! It’s not gonna fit…b-but I guess you can try…

[nickeverdeen]

Hello! Can I request a romantic matchup for The Hunger Games, MCU and Arcane? Sorry about the other thing I could have sworn that I had sent one in, anyway thank you for doing these matchups they're very fun :D 

Name: Sophie Pronouns: she/her Sexuality: bisexual (female preference) MBTI: ISTP-T Zodiac: Virgo sun, Cancer rising, Sagittarius moon Love Languages: physical touch and quality time - Slytherin

Appearance: finally 5'0 (and probably won't grow anymore 😭), straight and long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, wasian, slim build, clear glasses (I'm really blind), always in socks 🫶

Personality: quiet most of the time, awkward, kind, patient, a little judgemental, I'd consider myself as smart, not very outgoing and prefers to stay at home, reserved, loyal, generally happy, very talkative at times, calm, black cat, a little stubborn, can and will hold grudges, sarcastic, easily amused, secretly a hopeless romantic

Likes: cats, video games (Minecraft, Terraria, Slime Rancher), films and tv shows, reading, writing, listening to music (favourite songs at the moment are: Wolf - Boy Epic, Setting Sun - Lord Huron, Not Prepared For You - Diane Warren + Lauren Jauregui, Broken Hearted Love Song - The Shoe), cuddles/physical touch in general, playing netball

Dislikes: strawberry yogurt, fish, bugs that can fly, anything to do with horror 🤺, being the centre of attention, people who are overly nice, those who swear every other word

Extra: I usually find myself being attracted to those who are headstrong and confident

Have a lovely day!

Your Hunger Games match is…

Katniss Everdeen

Katniss isn’t really into physical touch

At least not in public, when you’re alone she’d cuddle with you at night

Offers you that she’ll make you a braid

She doesn’t really mind you being awkward or judgemental

Values your kindness and patience

Katniss would be slightly sad by the fact that you wouldn’t want to go hunt or out with her in general

But she also understands you

Two black cats couple

Katniss being also stubborn there would be some tension sometimes between you two

It isn’t really seeable, but she likes your “hopeless romantic” behaivor

Comes to you whenever she’s upset or needs comfort in general or any kind of advice

You’re her comfort person

Likes to see you play netball, but doesn’t want to learn it

Slight teasing about the fact that you hate flies or flying bugs

Gets them outside for you

Katniss isn’t fan of horrors either so no worries, she won’t watch any horror movies with you or anything

She had enough horror in the games

I checked and she never in any of her movies or books cussed

So no worries she won’t cuss and she isn’t overly nice

Oh yeah she is headstrong, but not so confident

Your MCU match is…

Kate Bishop

Kate loves physical touch and will cuddle you whenever she can

In public it’s mainly hand holding and hugs

Maybe kisses on cheek

Like a kid asks if she can try your glasses on

She rambles all the time so no worries, the room won’t be quiet even if you are

Kate is really awkward in most situations

Simp for you

Rambles all about you to Clint and even Lucky

She is also a slightly hopeless romantic

Has access to any game that requires payment so you won’t have to pay

Buys Spotify premium

She is rich so no worries about her waisting money

Will listen with you to your music

No guarantees that she will exactly like your music taste though

She is really glad that you’re so kind and loyal

Whenever you get sarcastic she’ll turn it into humoress jokes from her side

Or at least she thinks they are funny

Tries to play netball with you, but sje just can’t

Teaches you how to shoot with bow and arrows if you’re up for it

Doesn’t force you, though

Kate doesn’t really get why you don’t like straberry yogurt

Will ask why you don’t

Scared as hell of horrors and scary things in general

Will try to shoot the flying bug with her bow and arrows

Please stop her from doing that

Kate Bishop is confident that’s for sure

Your Arcane match is…

Vi

She is very touch-starved so she does long for a physical touch even in public

Despite not being tall herself she’d tease you about your height

Flirting 24/7

Really apprichates you being loyal, kind and patient with her

You get sarcastic? She’s sarcastic back

Respects the fact that you prefer to stay home than go out

Vi knows that you’re smarter than her, but she won’t admit it

Also you might be smarter, but not more cunning than her… it just ain’t possible

Teases you about you being a hopeless romantic, but she likes it

Definetly plays video games with you whenever she can

Vi is very competetive so if you have any game where players are against each other, she’ll definetly play

She will try and listen to your music, but again, she might not like it

Cuddles are always welcomed

Like I said, she really likes physical touch, so cuddles are just perfect

Will learn how to play netball just to play with you

Vi isn’t much of a reader, but would like it if you’d tell her what the book was about

She isn’t really into strawberry yogurt herself

Teasing you about you not liking anything that flies

She doesn’t really mind horrors, but if she’d see that you don’t like them, she wouldn’t put them on ever again

She will try to stop cussing in front of you

Unsuccessfully

But she’s trying okay?

Vi is usually the centre of attention so no worries, you probably won’t be unless you’d want to

Oh yeah, she’s headstrong and confident for sure

Protective girlfriend

Drags you into any kind of trouble she gets in just so you could drag her out

Teaches you self-defence so she’d know that you can defend yourself when she isn’t there