#rich playing video games what a cutie

[animapunkocchidipeterpan]

Rich gioca alla play station 🎮

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[nessatwene-art]

TPP Prime team BIOS

Emilia Ocasio - Prime age: 25-38. Current age: 42. Poten type: Manipulate- Uses raw energy manifestations to fight. Core color - Blue

TPP squad's charismatic and talented leader. She's lively and pretty darn spunky, Emilia takes what she does with a lot of heart and cares about her family, friends and the city she grew up in. Though it puts the weight of the world on her shoulder. She can be a hot-headed sometimes she figuring out what it means to be a good leader among many aspects of her adult life. Currently she's playing the worlds hardest game of Carmen sandiago

Jaylen (Jay) D. Franklin - Prime age: 28-41. Current age: 45. Poten type: Manipulate- produces powerful energy shock waves. Core color - Green

Jay was the second in command and the easiest dude to get along with. He's a close family friend and close friend to Emilia since she was young (He dated her sister but it didn't work out lol) So she's like a little sister to him. After the team disbanded he opened a record store that the go-to place for many people. He's happy to tell the stories from his past to the kids but does his best to stay out of hunting business to protect him and and his family.

Gadiel Marques - Prime age: 26-39. Current age: 43. Poten type: Elemental- Fire. Core color - yellow

Team pretty boy who use to have gorgeous long hair (sorry not picture ;.;) , now is a humble family convince store owner in of Center city who has a confusing but cozy sense of fashion. He can be a little eccentric at times but is pretty laid-back, sarcastic, and pragmatic when it warrants it.

Charlotte (Lottie) Rockwall - Prime age: 22-35. Current age: 39. Poten type: Materialize- gun blaster. Core Color - "Chartreuse"

Lottie is a real cutie with a Atlanta accent. team's weapon specialist and sharpshooter. will not hesitant to sprint after you in high heels. Currently she's a well traveled and fashion critic writing blogs and making videos. You might see her riding down the street on her green moped.

Eira Drake - Prime age: 25-38. Current age: 42. Poten type: Ice. Core color - blue (like an icy blue)

Hot, brooding one with a cool sports motorcycle. Eira tends to keep to herself and needed a chance to warm up to Emilia because she didn't quite trust her as leader yet. But Eira is Emilia worth rival as they have many similar skills. since the over saturation Eira's hair began to turn icy white as a strange side effect. Currently Eira works as a hired gun and is working a very weird job at the moment of watching over this rich guys son named Blake who likes to call her Elsa. Pays a lot of money. Eira also has a crazy romance going on with a chemistry teacher named Ellie who is much more than she seems.

Damien Lee - Prime age: 23-36. Current age: 40. Poten type: Materialize- Bow staff. Core color- Red

An asshole who has a huge crush on Emilia lol. wears those glasses because he thinks it makes him look cool. despite that he is very good at getting his hands on information. The stress from the over saturation gave him a white streak in his hair. not as cool as Eira tho lol. Since the team disbanded he's been difficult to contact. Apparently his been doing some black market unnatural trade, commiting heist etc etc with his own band of cronies. He gets caught sneaking into the Union Institute by Nick but makes a deal with him to get classified Info about the original tpp from UHA in exchange for not getting arrested.

[parksunghoonbro]

come here》 p.sh {pt.3}

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<3 pairing: chaebol!stepbrother!sunghoon x chaebol!fem!reader                   (some chaebol!bestfriend!soobin x reader)

<3 genre: angst, fluff

<3 warning: sunghoon gets jealous, he is unwillingly an asshole, making out, mentions of love (sorry if any of you guys are triggered by anything else)

<3 word count: 1.9k 

<3 summary: park sunghoon, the most popular rich boy around town, who you are super attracted to becomes your stepbrother. what happens when you realize that he is also extremely attracted to you?

<3 xtra stuff: Soobin is the same age as Sunghoon. They are both 20 while y/n is 18 (2 years older). If you guys have watched Tempted/The Great Seducer y/n and soobin’s hang out is inspired by Shihyun, Sooji, and Sejoo’s (the three friend’s) hideout. (Soobin and y/n have been friends since y/n was born. Like 2-year old Soobin held y/n when she was a newborn)

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You wake up to being surrounded by a comforting warmth. You felt Sunghoon’s muscular arms wrapped around your waist and your face against his chest. After a couple of minutes of admiring the face of the man in front of you, you remember that you had an appointment with your stylist at 10:00 to plan an outfit for an event that your mother’s company has every year. It currently was 8:13, so you tried to squee yourself out of Sunghoon’s tight hold. Finally being able to sit up you were about to get out of his bed, but you suddenly felt two strong arms pull you back into bed. “Where do you think you’re going?” Sunghoon asked in his raspy morning voice. “I have to get ready to meet with my stylist later.” You responded snuggling back into his hold. Sunghoon groaned softly shoving his pace into the crook of your neck smelling your addictive scent. “Just cancel and stay with me,” Sunghoon whined. You wish you could stay but you had to go. This event was a pretty big one. ”What are you meeting your stylist for anyways?” Sunghoon asked curiously. “My mom has this big event that she hosts every year and I need to go to a fitting for the brand I am representing today.” You answered in a soft tone. Sunghoon thought for a little and then jokingly asked with a small chuckle, ”So who’s gonna be the lucky man who gets to be your date?” You suddenly remembered something. You were going to have a date! You blanked out wondering who it was this year. Of course, you wanted it to be Sunghoon, but it was obviously not him. the Assuming from a joking tone you’re sure that he doesn’t know that you’re going to have a date. “I don’t need a date.” You said with a flip of your hair. “I’m perfectly fine by myself.” Sunghoon grinned, “That’s my girl” After cuddling a bit more you finally got out of the bed and got ready. «───────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ─────────» Arriving at the salon you met your stylist. “Y/N!” You heard your names being called so you turned around. “Sohee unnie!” Your stylist of 8 years smiled. “Are you ready for this?” You smiled,”Yup! I’m ready” After hours and hours of looking over dresses, makeup, and hairstyles you finally finished your look. Since you were done you started to pack up. “Oh right! Before you go I have to tell you who your date is!“ Yoy looked back in anticipation of who it was although you already had someone you were almost 100% sure who it was and Sohee continued,”You’re date this year is the one and only Choi Soobin as always.” Yup. That’s right. Your date and the person you were expecting was Choi Soobi, your date since you were children. Choi Soobin was your best friend and although he lives in Jeju now you guys are still very close. He comes and visits every once in a while for events, meetings, and of course just to see his best friend of 17 years. When you finished your small conversation with Sohee you went home.

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Walking through the door all you saw was darkness. The lights were off. No one was home. You wondered where Sunghoon was, but you didn’t worry because it was only 5:30 pm.

-2:00 am-

Its already 2:00 am and Sunghoon isn’t home yet. You’ve called him a couple times and he didn’t pick up. You were worried sick and you were waiting on the couch.

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It was the next morning and you woke up in your bed with the amazing feeling of warmth next to you. You smiled Sunghoon was home. You turned around and saw Sunghoon looking back at you. He smiled at you and pulled you in closer to kiss your forehead. “Why did you wait for my love? When I got home you were asleep on the couch in your clothes and without a blanket! I was so worried that you were gonna get sick.” You put your hands on his stomach and started to touch it. “I was worried!” Sunghoon had an amused face by now, “Worried enough to fall asleep?” “Shut up” You answered back. Sunghoon raised his eyebrows. “Is that a challenge?” You panicked and jumped out of bed. Sunghoon laughed at you and stood up. “Let’s get ready and eat breakfast.”  After getting ready you came down to the kitchen to see Sunghoon already sitting at the table with breakfast ready waiting for you. “Where are you going today?” Sunghoon stroked your head, ”Yesterday my stylist informed me that I would be attending your mom’s event. Today I have a fitting.” You smiled and shortly after it faded. You realized that he would have to have a date. Everyone brought a date that their stylist chooses and of course sometimes with the assistance of the person, but the thing that irked you the most was that his date wasn’t going to be you and it would be some other girl. Sunghoon noticed the change and mood and asked why you were upset. “What do you mean? I am not upset.” You said in a normal tone. Raising his eyebrows in confusion Sunghoon decided to not ask questions and answer with a simple “ok”. After a breakfast of hand-holding and flirting Sunghoon left.

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Being at home alone was becoming a little boring. You thought it was surprising that you weren’t enjoying it because you’re a homebody, but maybe it was because you had spent so much time with Sunghoon. You were about to go out alone, but suddenly your phone rang. You checked the caller id. 🐰Binnie 🐰. Soobin was calling you. You excitedly picked up the phone. 

“Soobin! I missed you.”

“I missed you too. I heard auntie is getting married again. Are you okay cutie?”

“Yeah, I guess. Surprisingly I hope this marriage doesn’t last.”

“Why? Isn’t your mom getting married to Park Sungho, Park Sunghoon’s dad?

“That’s why Soobin!”

“Ohhh. Even though you don’want them to last they seemed pretty happy Y/N. I met your mom and Mr. Park in Jeju before I left.”

“I know I shouldn’t be selfish. WAIT rewind. You are in Seoul!?”

“Yes, dummy when am I ever not in Seoul before the gala? I have moved away from you for 2 years already and you haven’t remembered my schedule.”

“Well Soobin I am a busy girl”

“More like distracted. But let’s meet up now. I wanna hang out with my date!”

“Hmph. Alright, let’s meet. Our place?”

“Of course see you there”

“Bye”

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-Flashback-

(7th grade y/n)

“Soobin look at it! It is perfect!” you exclaimed looking at the place in front of you. You guys’ mothers had built a hang out for you and Soobin in a secret room behind a big painting on the first floor of their newly merged company building. “It is. This is our place from now on!” Soobin said back providing the same energy. 

Soon even as you guys grew older it stayed as you guys’ place where no one else knew the password and was allowed not even your parents. It became a comfortable place for both of you guys where you guys would go to find each other no matter what.

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-At the Hideout-

“Soobin? Come out! I know you’re in here” You stated in a loud voice. “Boo!” “AHHH!” Soobin laughed at you until he was on the ground. “Choi Soobin you’re dead!” You said annoyed. Soobin realized that he had messed up and ran for his life up the stairs to the loft. You chased after him. When you got to the too you couldn’t see him. Then all of a sudden you felt a pair of strong arms pin your hands to your back. “Ha! Got you!” Soobin said with his signature smile. He let you go and hugged you which you gladly returned. You guys hung out for the rest of the day getting food, shopping, and playing video games in the hang-out. What felt like 10 minutes was 10 hours. You didn’t realize it but soon it was 1 am. Soobin looked at the clock and his eyes widened, “I should get you home now little one. It is late.” You looked at the clock shocked, ”Yes, I should get home now.” You guys turned off the TV and the lights and started to walk home. Yes, walk home. This wasn’t an uncommon occurrence with you and Soobin. Starting in high school you guys would always hang out until late into the night and walk home even though you only had to have one call to get home by car. Your houses were close to the hangout and it gave you a taste of what it felt like to live like normal kids. Not heirs to big companies, not kids who were born with silver spoons in their mouths, not brand ambassadors, just normal kids. You have always felt safe around Soobin. Soobin was your haven and will always be your haven.

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When you guys got to your house Soobin walked you to your door and you hugged him bye as always. Not until you get to the door did you start worrying about Sunghoon. Unlocking the door, you quietly took off your shoes and started into the house. Not even getting halfway to your room you were stopped by a fuming Sunghoon. “What were you doing out this late!? I was worried sick! And who was that guy who walked you through the door!?” You were taken aback. Sunghoon had never raised his voice at you. Suddenly feeling vulnerable you answered in a nervous, small voice. Studdering you said, ”M-my friend came back from Jeju to visit. We were just hanging out.” Sunghoon in a loud and intimidating voice said, “There is no reason for you to be hanging out this late! Especially with another boy. Are you even hanging out!? What if you’re doing something else? You said you wanted to see where things go with us, baby!” “How could you say that?” Your eyes filled with tears. You couldn’t take it anymore so you ran into your room and started sobbing. Realizing that he had hurt you Sunghood ran upstairs. Sunghoon felt a pang of guilt hit his heart hearing your sobs outside of your room. He knocked on the door. “C-come in,” you said quietly from inside your room. “Oppa is sorry princess. I just got worried and jealous and I couldn’t hold it in. I didn’t mean to make you cry. Please don’t be upset with me.” Sunghoon said his eyes brimming with tears seeing how he had hurt you. “It’s okay oppa. I understand.” You said as you came closer to him cuddling into his side. He grabbed you tightly and pulled you into his chest as he laid next to you. Sunghoon suddenly had an urge to kiss you, so he landed his lips on yours, and you guys passionately made out until one of you guys had to pull away for air. “I love you princess.” Sunghoon seriously stated. “I love you too, oppa.” you said back, and that night you guys fell asleep happily and full of love.

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[miyalove]

I have a prompt for a scenario request and I was wondering if you'd be interested ^^ Person A: imagine getting paid for being cute. Person B: you’d be rich. Person A: I- I… uhm… *blushes* (Person A being Nishinoya, Semi and Kuroo while Person B is their gender neutral s/o? Bonus if it turns nsfw) Thanks very much and please take your time to write if you accept this ask, I'm not in a hurry to read it ☺️

blush boys with semi, nishinoya, & kuroo

—warnings: none! it’s all just fluff, *unedited

—a/n: thank you for requesting, anon! + requests are open!

Semi Eita

hanging out with eita meant he’d prolly play some console games while you chill on his bed (ever once in a while bothering him to watch a tiktok)

it was normal hang out with the two of you when you pulled up a video that showed off a cute dog doing tricks.

like usual semi matter, he pointed out that the account has sponsorships so the dog owners are prolly getting money off of the pup.

“yeah, they’re using their dog to get views and it’s working. imagine getting paid to just sit their and be cute”

giggling you decide now’s a good time to be bold, “you’d be rich then, yeah?” 

red in the face, semi immediately looks away

he’s attempting to hide his blush from you but you know better

face morphed into an angry pout

“aw, see! you’re doing it again, eita!”

at this point he’s trying his best to turn his attention back to his game, ignoring you and the blush and the fluttering in his chest.

you’re pouting at him, “aw~ eita, don’t be mean to me”

“shut up, (y/n)...”

Nishinoya Yu

you’re both just walking around the streets when you pass by a pet shop and decide to go in with your best friend

you make a beeline straight for the kittens

you’re practically all over them. petting it, rubbing behind it’s hears, talking in that baby voice all pet owners use 

nishinoya isn’t that big of a cat person, he leans more towards dogs. so he isn’t all too entertained. 

yeah, the black cat’s cute but that’s kinda all there is to it

but his mind kinda drifts to you holding the cat instead. for some reason, you look 10x cuter when you’re with the kitten... odd...

“i wanna adopt you so bad, you’re just so cute!”

at that he chuckles, “yeah, imagine getting money just cause you’re cute...” leaning into the kitten, he takes this as an excuse to just be closer to you.

without hesitation you respond, “then you’d be rich, noya”

it takes him a minute to process what you said but when he does, his cheeks burst into red, eyes impossibly wider too

he’s embarrassed, you can tell by the way he tries to cover his face and avoids eye contact. 

he’s grumbling under his breath and when you can’t make out his words, you ask him to repeat.

“y-you’re just as cute too, yanno...”

“what was that, noya?”

“I SAID YOU’RE PRETTY CUTE TOO!”

Kuroo Tetsuro

homeboy is looking at only fans

scrolling through all different pages and one in particular catches his eyes

it’s this really young looking women, that has very cute features.

he can’t help but wonder aloud, “imagine getting paid to be cute”

your ears perk up and instantly you respond with the comeback

kuroo gets flustered for like a split second, but then he’s standing up and searching for you classic smirk on his face

you’re in his kitchen when he finds you, your back is towards him as you focus on making yourself a snack

“what was that, cutie?” 

his hot breath fans your neck, goosebumps instantly forming

sandwich forgotten, you turn around smirking at his tall figure

“you heard me.”

it’s a challenge, he knows it.

you wanna say something again but by the time you come up with another teasing remark, he already has your lips preoccupied. 

[nagitoshopejar]

876 words and 58 minutes

Prompt: Makoto wants cuddles but Byakuya says no ❤

Heres the idea I was talking about @fluffomatic

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Makoto and Byakuya had been playing games for a little bit. He was showing some game Makoto said to be, a first person shooter. Byakuya of course, wasn't very good at this type stuff. He never really played video before. After he died again he growled angrily and got up. "I'm going to my room." He grumbled getting mad at the game. Makoto watched him leave then made some hot chocolate.

"I hope he's ok." Makoto sighed. He was horribly bored, now that his lover left. "I wonder if Byakuya left to do something important." Mkoto mumbled to himself and got up. He walked towards Byakuyas room and knocked. "Hey Byakuya." Makoto said hoping the rich boy would hear him and answer him. But, as lucky as the ultimate luck can get, he wasn't very lucky at the moment. Did he do something to anger him? Makoto tried the doorknob hoping that maybe it'll be unlocked. It was a low probability, but not impossible. To his surprise the door creaked open. The lights were pretty bright in the room. It was obvious Byakuya had just changed the lightbulb. Byakuya looked up from his book at the smaller boy, then went back to reading. "D-did I do something wrong?" The lucky boy asked.

"No Makoto. You didn't do anything wrong. I don't usually play games so it was pretty hard to play." Byakuya scooted over so his lover could sit next to him. Makoto, getting the hint sits next to the blond boy.

"Can we cuddle?" Makotos face was red and so was Togamis but he simply gave a

"no."

"Why not?" Makoto asks. Byakuya didn't answer or look his way. Makoto sighed, wondering what to do. As Byakuya stretched his shirt went up a little. Makoto noticed and got an idea. "This is your last chance. Cuddle with me or else." Byakuya didn't even bat an eye. "Seriously? Alright then. I guess you leave me no choice." Togami didn't even look up to see Makoto making his way over to his abdomen and legs. Before Togami knew it he felt the tickly sensation on kisses on his belly. He made a little snrk sound as he squirmed a little. "All you gotta do is put down the book and cuddle with me!" Makoto said in the cutest tone ever. Byakuya was barely cracking a smile. He seemed to be good at holding it but not good enough for Makotos soft feather like hands. While peppering kisses on togamis belly, he started lightly tracing shapes and stuff on sides. Togami melted into a pool, no, a waterfall of giggles. "Aww. Aren't you a cutie!" Togami hid his face in his book but he knew he'd lose if he put his arms down and he was stubborn enough to not.

"Makohohotoho! Nohoho!" He giggled like a mad man as Makoto started scribbling at his sides and ribs. "Heyeheheheeh! Stahahap!" Togami struggled even harder but Makoto actually dug into his sides, he went nuts. "MAKOHOHOTO NOOOOOHOHOOO."

"Its not my fault you're so ticklish and cute!" Makoto coos at the squirming boy under him. Makoto, now going way faster to pepper kisses all around his belly hadn't realized that his hair and the tip of the ahoge was grazing against Byakuyas soft belly.

"MAKOHOHOHOTO YOUR HAHAHAIR!!" Byakuya practically screeched.

"Huh? What about it?" Makoto asks not knowing about it.

"ITS TIHICKLIHING MEEEEHEHE!" Makoto was still attacking his sides.

"It was? Good to now? Now I can do it on purpose! You're the best Byakuya! You're so smart, you deserve a reward!" Makoto leans back down and blows a raspberry making Togami and tears of mirth slid down his face. Byakuya thrashed and begged for Makoto to stop but he didn't.

"PLEAHEHEHESE IM DYIHIHING!!"

"Oh? You are? Well you are a sleeping beauty. Perhaps I should heal you with some kisses." Makoto proceeds to pepper with kisses and blowing raspberry every few seconds when Byakuya didn't expect it. "Awww. Is the big and tough Byakuya sensitive? I never guessed you of all people would be sooooo sensitive. Especially with such a ticklish belly." Makoto teased in a silly tone. "You got yourself into this predicament and only you can get yourself out of it. Just lower the book and cuddle me." Makoto giggled along with Byakuyas laugh. "Hmm..." Makoto dug into his belly while also peppering kisses all over his belly.

"NOOHOOHOHOHOHO!!" Byakuya laughed uncontrollably and brought his hands down accidentally smacking Makoto in the face with the book.

"Ow!" Makoto exclaimed rubbing his head pouting.

"Dont... D-dont be like that." Byakuya said between breaths. Makoto whined at being hit on the head so Byakuya pulled him into a hug and wiggled his fingers in his underarms.

"OK OHOHOK IM SOHOHORRYHYHYYYY!!" Makoto thrashed. Byakuya stopped and kissed him on the forehead.

"Dummy." Byakuya said softly with a wide smile planted on his face and tears stained his face. Makoto buried his head in Togamis chest. He would giggle and squirm a little whenever the blond poked his sides or ran a finger down them. No one outside the room dared to see what happened or what was happening. All that mattered is that Makoto finally got his cuddles that he wanted.

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I actually really enjoyed writing this!!

[fiftyshadesofpurple]

BTS as University Students AU

Kim Namjoon

Major: English with Philosophy

Year of study: Senior

Profile: ~

Smart- always tops his class

Loves Books

Looks intimidating but is a softie

Plant dad

Loves nature

Clumsy

Popular amongst students as a helpful senior

Student Council President

Kim SeokJin

Major: Film Studies

Year of Study: Senior

Profile: ~

Rich af ~ Son of a businessman in Seoul

Has a knack for acting

Loves food

Has a mukbang youtube channel

Likes to play video games

Dislikes oysters and stingrays

Likes to admire his handsome face while looking in the mirror

Very popular for his handsome looks and dad jokes

Friendly and supportive senior

Min Yoongi

Major: Music Production and Songwriting

Year of Study: Senior

Profile: ~

Quiet

Savage af (no one dares to mess with him)

Genius producer

Talented rapper

Plays the piano

Looks unapproachable but a cutie

Tsundere

Doesn't like crowds and noisy places

Jung Hoseok

Major: Visual and Performing arts

Year of Study: Sophomore

Profile: ~

Literal sunshine

Hates snakes

Extremely talented at dancing

Mood maker

Meticulous

Clean freak

Popular since everyone is at ease in his company

Has a dance youtube channel where he sometimes collaborates with Park Jimin who is in the same year as him.

Plays Tennis

Loves Shopping

Has an amazing fashion style

Park Jimin

Major: Contemporary Dance

Year of Study: Sophomore

Profile: ~

Popular due to his outgoing, lovable and caring personality

Top Student in his class

Graceful dancer

Has a lot of people crushing on him due to his attractive looks

Can flirt like a love god

Perfectionist

Is hard on himself

Hard working

Likes taking selcas

Loves self care

Kim Taehyung

Major: Cinematics and Photography

Year of Study: Junior

Profile: ~

Friends with literally everyone

Very popular

Eccentric (in a good way)

Loves animals

Has 2 dogs and 1 cat

Adorable

Boxy smile

Loves taking pictures

Doesn't like horror movies

Visits Art museums with Namjoon in the weekends

Likes Jazz music

Jeon Jungkook

Major: Art and Art Studies

Year of Study: Junior

Profile: ~

Artistic

Loves working out

Muscular bunny

Mostly seen wearing all black outfits

Loves banana milk

Painting genius

Dislikes studying

Good at dancing

Athletic af

Can cook

Loves playing video games

Pure soul

Knows Jimin as they both come from Busan

Has a lot of tattoos and piercings

Messy af

Plays guitar

Disclaimer : None of the pictures/gif belong to me. I found them on Pinterest/Google/Tumblr.

The majors and years of study are what I imagined and are not related to real life. The profile has facts which are real as well the ones which I imagined for this AU.

Hope you like it😇

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[akaashisupremacy]

Lucky

Summary: Futakuchi knows you probably deserve someone better, but he can’t help loving you for himself.

Notes: Idk why but I’m strangely invested in Futakuchi’s character. If you like this, check my other Futakuchi fic here.

Feb Fic List || Masterlist || Read it on A03

Futakuchi  x reader  

genre: FLUFF, ALL THE CUTIE HEARTWRENCHING FLUFF  (wc: 780)

You open the door to find Futakuchi with flowers in hand. It’s 6 pm on a Sunday night.

“What’s the occasion?” you ask, racking your brain for an event in your relationship.

“Just because,” he smirks, shrugging his shoulders. You gladly take the flowers but remain a little confused.

“You always complain they’ll just die,” you comment, scratching your head.

“And they will,” he replies, “but you like them and that’s what matters.”

You tilt your head and smile. Although you’ve known him since he was Dateko, you never thought you’d actually date him. Futakuchi had a reputation for being cocky and troublesome even if he was attractive enough. That was enough to keep him at arm’s length.

You reconnected with him a few years after high school. By then he was already working for an electric company and you were still in college. He was still fun and snarky but you were surprised at how easy vulnerability came to him when it was just the two of you. What started out casual quickly became serious.

“Honestly, I thought you’d be more angsty and immature,” you told him a few dates in.

To which he chuckled, “I try to do better.”

Futakuchi loves alone time with you. He’s not one for fancy dates. He likes it best if you can both just watch a movie with his arm around you or play video games together. Tonight’s agenda is a movie off Netflix.

Halfway through the movie, he searches for a fan and it turns on. The humidity of the summer air makes the air sticky. You go get some cold soda, and he kisses the side of your forehead in thanks.

“I like this. I wish we can have more time together,” he murmurs. Work has been busy for him lately.

“Yeah, you know maybe we should move in.” you suggest, shifting on the couch. You’ve both been talking about it for a while now.

“We probably should. It’ll be great. You hate laundry, it’s my favorite chore. You like the dishes, I hate them. We’ll be a good team.” he jokes, turning towards you. You roll your eyes. He draws you close and plants a kiss on your bare shoulder.

“We should move in when my rent is up,” he agrees, turning back to the  computer. The buzz of the fan and the dialogue of the film replaces your conversation in the languid summer evening. He continues, “And maybe get married while we’re at it even though your family won’t like it.”

You both tense up at his words. The lazy summer atmosphere melts in a flash.

“I know your family thinks you can do better than me because all your siblings are married to fancy doctors and lawyers and stuff, but I promise I can look after you. Even if I went to trade school and not college. I know I’m not rich—“ his eyes look panicked as he rambles.

“Futakuchi, calm down.” And of course his anxiety shoots up.

“I don’t need your money or your job title. I want you.” you declare, “And nothing my family says will change that.”

“So will you say yes if  I ask you to marry me?” the words just slip from his mouth and when he realizes what he’s done, he scrambles for damage control.

“Look, I don’t have a ring. I saved up for it but I haven’t bought it—we can pick it out together. Shit I really didn’t think I’d be doing this tonight—“ he curses, frantically throwing his hands up.

“I don’t need a ring. I’d rather put that money for a house.” you say quietly, taking his hands into yours.

“I’ve been saving for a long time, I want you to have something nice.” he insists.

Your family thought Futakuchi was decent, but they’d hope you’d find someone more white collar. You brushed off their concern, but it’s definitely a chip to his shoulder.

You sit and pause to think.

“Alright, but I don’t want anything fancy, ok?” you nod.

“I’ll get you anything you want.” he earnestly promises.

He hugs you with teary eyes and you’re surprised to find your eyes wet too. The meditative buzzing of the cicadas in the background is interrupted when you realize you’re sniffling. He presses his forehead against yours and wipes your tears with his thumb. You close your eyes, tears of joy uncontrollably streaming down your face.

“I’m so lucky to have you.” he murmurs. And he genuinely means it. It was easy for you to look past his high school reputation, his job, his flaws. It was so easy for you to love him. How are you real?

You tighten your embrace around him and softly smile, “I’m glad you're mine too.”

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hi  my  loves  !  i  just  got  out  of  work  so  i’m  sry  this  is  late  &  rushed  but  tbh  that’s  pretty  on  brand  for  me  so  (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞  .  anyways  i’m  nia  ,  she  /  her  pronouns  ,  and  this  is  luca  and  he’s  a  garbage  boi  so  here  we  go  !

luca cameron was spotted in the fashion district adorning vltn combat boots , with some airpod pros on . they’re most likely listening to daywalker! by machine gun kelly . you may know them as @lewcuh or as that dylan minnette lookalike . their twenty-third birthday just passed . while living in tribeca , they’ve gained a bit of a reputation . they’re known to be vagarious but on the other hand innovative . wonder if they’ll be the next person to hit the headlines . ( cismale / he / him )

NAME :  luca  anthony  cameron

AGE :  twenty - three

DATE  OF  BIRTH:  december 13th ,  1997

ZODIAC :   sagittarius  

PLACE  OF  BIRTH / HOMETOWN :  jersey  city  ,  new  jersey

GENDER :  cismale

PRONOUNS :  he  /  him

ORIENTATION :  pansexual 

PARENTS :  elliott  cameron  &  cassandra  scott

SIBLINGS :  xavier  cameron

CAREER :  musician  (  the  neighbourhood  career  claim  )

MUSE  PARALLELS  :  steve  -  o  (  slc  punk  ) ,  stu  (  scream  )  ,  patrick  verona  (  10  things  i  hate  about  you  )  ,  richie  tozier  (  it  )  ,  cliff  pantone  (  bring  it  on )  ,  jd  (  heathers  )

BACKSTORY

luca  was  born  in  jersey  city  on  a  cold  ass  ,  snowy  december  day 

his  parents  ,  at  the  time  ,  were  thrilled  to  add  another  member  to  their  small  family  after  trying  to  get  pregnant  for  years  after  giving  birth  to  their  first  son

from  what  luca  remembers  of  the  first  ten  years  of  his  life  ,  it  was  pretty  normal  ,  pretty  happy  aside  from  his  older  brother  doing  older  brother  things  to  make  his  life  hell

he  was  in  fifth  grade  was  when  he  started  to  notice  a  change  in  his  family  --  his  dad  seemed  to  work  a  lot  ,  slept  on  the  couch  often  ,  he  could  hear  arguing  coming  from  their  room  at  all  hours  of  the  day

his  brother  ,  about  fourteen  at  the  time  ,  would  distract  him  with  video  games  and  skateboarding  lessons  because  he  was  old  enough  to  know  what  was  going  on

the  next  year  was  when  his  parents  filed  for  divorce  ,  and  of  course  at  the  time  he  didn’t  know  it  was  because  his  dad  had  been  cheating  on  his  mom  but  he  did  get  remarried  awfully  quick  so  it  didn’t  take  a  genius  to  figure  it  out

his  mom  had  family  in  new  york  so  that’s  where  she  moved  them  ,  close  enough  that  they  could  spend  their  mandatory  weekends  with  their  dad  ,  although  once  his  new  wife  got  pregnant  those  visits  dwindled  down  to  nothing

and  when  he  was  fourteen  his  mom  got  remarried  too  ,  the  same  year  his  brother  left  for  college  ,  leaving  luca  to  deal  with  them  alone

so  high  school  was  rough  for  him  .  he  was  in  detention  a  lot  ,  one  of  those  kids  that  you  just  expected  to  get  in  trouble  on  any  day  ending  in  a  y

he’s  done  it  all  --  smoked  cigarettes  behind  the  bleachers  ,  spiked  the  punch  at  dances  ,  graffitied  any  available  surface  ,  argued  with  teachers  over  the  smallest  things

he’s  generally  not  a  dick  ,  so  the  therapists  his  stepdad  sent  him  to  said  he  did  it  for  attention  and  also  probably  because  he  has  add  (  he  just  sold  whatever  they  prescribed  him  so  joke’s  on  them  )

his  stepdad  wasn’t  terrible  ,  but  obviously  not  the  paternal  type  ,  always  acting  like  luca  was  some  cat  that  he  just  had  to  make  sure  to  leave  food  out  for

but  jeez  was  he  rich  ,  some  soulless  businessman  type  that  liked  to  make  money  but  liked  to  spend  it  even  more  ,  always  flying  his  mom  out  to  tropical  vacations  and  buying  luca  whatever  new  iphone  or  playstation  just  came  out  ,  probably  just  to  keep  him  from  bitching  too  much

his  mom  ,  though  he  loves  her  to  death  and  knows  she  was  just  trying  to  give  him  the  best  possible  life  ,  was  easily  won  over  by  the  money  ;  she  loved  the  nights  spent  at  expensive  restaurants  and  hotels  ,  loved  going  to  broadway  shows  and  spending  thousands  on  a  single  shopping  trip

so  she  wasn’t  around  much  either  ,  but  luca  kept  his  mouth  shut  because  he  figured  she  deserved  it  after  dealing  with  his  dad  for  all  those  years

and  luca  figured  he’d  make  the  best  out  of  the  situation  ,  asking  his  stepdad  for  music  lessons  and  drum  sets  and  guitars  because  he  had  always  been  interested  in  learning  to  play

he  met  his  best  friends  and  bandmates  through  school  --  at  first  they  were  just  fucking  around  and  jamming  in  one  of  their  garages  ,  and  when  the  idea  of  making  a  band  came  up  he  just  went  with  it  ,  never  having  been  all  that  interested  in  academics  anyways

one  of  them  had  a  family  member  in  the  music  business  which  is  how  their  first  ep  got  made  when  luca  was  eighteen  ,  and  unexpectedly  shot  them  into  the  spotlight  when  their  song  sweater  weather  blew  up  (  the  neighbourhood  is  his  career  claim  --  lead  vocals  anyways  --  and  as  of  rn  they’ve  put  out  the  albums  i  love  you  ,  wiped  out  ,  and  the  neighbourhood  )

PERSONALITY

luca  is  ...  for  sure  a  sagittarius  askdflj

he  loves  change  ,  loves  switching  things  up  constantly  because  he  gets  bored  faster  than  the  flash  can  run  a  mile

for  that  reason  ,  he’s  kind  of  a  terrible  boyfriend  .  not  that  he’d  cheat  or  anything  ,  but  it’s  hard  to  hold  his  attention  and  keep  him  in  one  place

he  does  try  because  he’s  a  very  loyal  person  ,  like  will  for  sure  go  to  jail  for  you  if  he  loves  you  ,  but  it  does  take  a  lot  of  dedication  to  become  someone  important  to  him

he’s  a  super  fun  person  to  be  around  ,  always  up  for  anything  ,  doesn’t  stay  in  a  bad  mood  for  too  long  (  partly  because  he  has  a  shit  memory  but  oh  well  )

but  he  does  have  his  mood  swings  here  and  there  ,  you  never  rly  know  what’s  gonna  set  him  off  ,  he  could  be  laughing  one  minute  and  then  throwing  things  at  a  wall  the  next

should  probably  go  to  therapy  again  but  he’d  sooner  eat  glass

might  have  a  partying  problem  but   ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  he  got  super  famous  at  eighteen  what  else  can  you  expect

probably  high  99%  of  the  time

he  likes  to  think  he’s  a  bad  boy  but  he’s  a  fucking  sweetheart  ,  11/10  cries  at  tiktoks  of  dogs

speaking  of  which  ,  he  has  an  alaskian  malamute  named  squidward

idk  what  else  to  add  here  ,  the  backstory  was  pretty  long  so  i’ll  give  y’all  a  break  <3

so  that’s  it  !  if  u  wanna  plot  (  which  i  would  luv  )  u  can  like  this  &  i’ll  come  message  u  ,  or  u  can  dm  me  here  or  on  discord  𝔡𝔯. 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔬𝔤𝔤𝔞𝔫#9874  .  can’t  wait  to  rp  with  all  u  cuties   ❤️

[moonfirerainbow]

Reddie from Richie’s parents POV 

- posted on my old blog.  I think it was best known as bitchin-eds or rebel-eds.  The last url I had wasn’t as known.  Maybe.  Idk.  Anyway, here is one of my two hcs that i posted there. 

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Okay so I keep thinking about Maggie and Went and how they would seriously LOVE Eddie being around Richie??

- Went and Maggie are a pair of the most relaxed, trusting parents out there.  They know how much of a nerd their son REALLY is, so even if he’s come home a couple of times smelling like that weed stuff the kids are smoking, or has stumbled home on a rare Friday night, drunk off his ass, they already know he’s going to be fine.

-Eddie is usually with him, one long arm thrown over his small shoulders as he helps Richie drag his long legs to his room.  “Sorry Mr. and Mrs. Tozier.  I pulled him out of the party before he got too messed up.”

-Went and Maggie share a glance and a smirk from the couch.  Their dumbass son doing dumbass things again.  

- Eddie loves the Toziers.  Saturday nights is when he’ll find himself darkening the Tozier’s doorstep, needing to get away from his mom, craving a taste of a real family atmosphere.  Maggie welcomes Eddie in with open arms, always sets a extra place for him at the dinner table, and he’s so grateful for that.  

- And at the table there is a division of sorts; Richie and his dad team up and attempt to gross out his mom and Eddie with all sorts of different things.  

- Richie’s favorite is to shove a couple peas up his nose, then shoot them at his dad’s chest, starting the “Pea-canon” war that usually ends with Richie doubled over the sink, snorting hard to get that last pea out that got stuck while he tried to impress Eddie, and shoved FIVE peas up there.  

- Maggie shakes her head as she watches Eddie hold Richie’s hair back as Richie is bent over the sink, calling her son an idiot but running his fingers through Richie’s untamed hair, longing in his eyes.  

- And Maggie always adores the way Eddie helps around the kitchen, washing up the dishes while she pulls out containers for the leftovers.  “You should teach my son some manners, Eddie dear.  He likes you.  He’ll listen to you,” she always says, a knowing twinkle in her eye as Eddie stammers and blushes, nearly dropping a glass as he stands on tiptoe to put it away.  

-At that point Richie usually emerges from somewhere (the living room, catching the last of the stand-up line with his dad before ER starts and his mom takes over the TV).  Maggie will watch as her son- never serious, ALWAYS joking Richard- will gently take the glass from Eddie’s grasp and place it on the top shelf.  And he’ll smile shyly down at Eddie, color filling his cheeks as Eddie grins and thanks him in a soft voice.  

- Idiots, she thinks.  Maggie knows her son well.  She’s never seen him look at anyone like that before.  

-Sleepovers never worried Maggie until the boys turned 16 and Richie started acting even more ridiculous around Eddie.  Went always reassures Maggie that Richie just has his head up his ass, like he usually does.  “He’s a boy, Mags,” he’ll say, as the sound of a crash comes from Richie’s bedroom, followed by Eddie giggling uncontrollably.  Maggie will raise her brows at him and he’ll shrug.  “They’re boys!  They’re probably wrestling!”  

- Sure, Maggie thinks.  More like tongue wrestling…

- But Wentworth is no idiot, and he does take his wife’s worries seriously.  

-So one day while he’s tuning up the old pickup out in the garage and Richie has just trudged home from school, Eddie right behind him, like always, he calls out for Richie and tells Eddie to wait inside for him.  

- “Rich, listen,” Went starts off, a little nervous himself because isn’t this Maggie’s area as the mother?  Shouldn’t she be discussing Richie’s feelings with him?  “I know you like Eddie a lot, but you two have to respect the house.  If you boys want to, you know, give in to the urges-”

- Richie is turning redder and redder, stuttering out “W-What are you t-talking about??  We’re not, we d-don’t- dad, what the hell?!”

- And it is at that point Went realizes how much of a dumbass his son really is.  “You and Eddie are… together, aren’t you?”  

- “No!”  Richie nearly shrieks, hiding his blushing face behind his hands.  “Oh my fucking god, dad.  Oh my god.  OH MY GOD.”

-Oh.  Well, Went spares them both the embarrassment and tells Richie to head inside, to watch his fucking mouth, and to get his homework done before they decide to play video games.  Or something.  Richie scurries inside, looking at the ground and muttering, mortified.  

- Went takes this news to his wife, and she is just as surprised as he is.  “But could he be lying??”  She wonders, considering her son’s aversion to discussing his feelings or anything close to them.  “Honey, they have to be doing something.  They’re just so close…”  

- Went tells her to relax, maybe they haven’t reached that stage yet, and maybe it’s better they wait until they go off to college.  “This town isn’t very accepting, my love,” he reminds her, thinking of the words he’s seen spray painted in the alleyways and by the bridges around town.  “They don’t need those kind of problems while they are still here.”  

- So they decide to sit back and just watch the show.  They watch Richie hurt himself trying to impress Eddie, watch Eddie take care of him when he does, smiling softly when Richie says something about Eddie being cute, or adorable.  Maggie notices that usually earns him a punch on the arm, and her dramatic ass son- she swears he should be an actor- will gasp in mock pain and beg Eddie to forgive him.  Honestly, she’s not sure how Eddie hasn’t just punched him in the face by now.  

- One night Maggie overhears the two of them talking on the front porch, sitting closely, their sides pressed together, their voices drifting in through the open window.  Richie is telling Eddie about leaving for California once they graduate.  It hurts Maggie a little bit, but she knows her son has big dreams and talent, and she can’t be selfish.  If he wants to leave to California, she can accept that.  

- “You should come with me,” she hears Richie say, in the gentle voice he uses only when he’s talking to Eddie.  “I mean, you can’t stay here, Eds.  You can do whatever you want to out there!  You can go to school, or not, find some decent job and bum around.  And we can be roommates!  What do you think?”  

- Maggie waits, anxious, wondering if she should go get Went from the bedroom so he can listen in, too.  

- “Richie… but you don’t want me out there, do you?”  Eddie’s voice sounds so timid, Maggie wonders just how much damage that horrible woman Sonia has done to her sweet boy.  “You’re gonna be a star, and I’ll just be… me.”  

- Oh bullshit.  Maggie has half a mind to march right over to the Kaspbrak house and give Sonia a piece of her mind.  But then she hears her son jump in.  

- “Fuck that, Eds.  You’re amazing.  You’d probably end up being a movie star before me, you know?  I mean, look at you!”  Eddie must ask him what he means, because then she hears her son say “You’re such a cutie!  And, like, you can do whatever the fuck you want.  You’re smart, and kind, and you’re a great listener.  And, uh, you’re uh… you know, you’re… special.”  

- Oh boy.  Maggie sits up straight and turns down the TV.  Come on, boys!  Confess!  She is way too invested in this, but she just wants those two dumb boys to be happy.  

- They are quiet for a few minutes, and then Eddie says, “If I go with you, am I going with you, or am I just going, too?”

- OH BOY.  She knows that tone.  It’s the same tone she uses when Went is being an idiot.  

- Richie, it seems, is just like his dad.  “Uh… what do you mean?”  

- MORON!

- Eddie makes a frustrated noise, then he goes on in a harder voice.  “Look, Rich, I’m done dancing around this, okay?  I don’t want to go if we’re just gonna be friends.  I… I like you.  Like, the way I’m supposed to like girls.  I don’t like girls.  I like you.  You make me feel, like, my stomach gets all swoopy, you know?  And you make me feel hot all over, and sometimes I just want to grab you by your stupid face and kiss you-”  

- Okay maybe she should step away from this conversation now.  

- Richie’s voice cracks, but he sounds elated.  “R-Really, Eds?  Are you being serious??”  

- YES HE IS BEING SERIOUS.  Maggie rolls her eyes and keeps listening.  

- Eddie sighs, then says, “No shit.  Just, look, I don’t want to pretend anymore.  So, if you don’t feel the same, then…”  

- Then she hears the wet sound of kissing.  And she bolts.  

- Maggie hides in the room with her husband for the rest of the night, and plans to ground Richie the next day if she opens his bedroom door and finds him in bed with Eddie.

BONUS:  

- Maggie opens the door the next morning and totally finds them shirtless and wrapped around each other, asleep.  Richie is so grounded.  

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[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #398

“freedom is just man’s invention, & a soldier is just a slave”

What do you do the most when you’re online? Watch/listen to YouTube. Do you have a bobblehead? No. Have you ever spent your birthday alone? No, that sure would suck. Were you afraid of heights as a child? Actually no, but NOW I kinda am. Have you ever had a lead role in a play? No. Would you ever take a solo road trip? No, that sounds super depressing and lonely. Do the mountains fascinate you? Of course! So much history built into a magnificent, awe-inspiring piece of nature. Have you ever been insulted or called names by a significant other? Wow, no. I wouldn't tolerate that for a second. What’s your favorite movie battle scene? The fight between Simba and Scar is very powerful imo. Have you ever been to a same-sex wedding? No, but not because I'm opposed. I'd love to go to one and be the photographer. What’s your favorite Marvel movie? Probably one of the Spider-Man films. I don't remember which it is, and I don't want to spoil it by explaining what I do recall. Did you have a Walkman when you were a kid? No. What’s the most difficult experience you and a significant other have gone through together? Being long-distance when we really wanted each other's physical comfort. Have you ever attempted to pick a lock? Did you succeed? Yes, because Ashley locked her keys in the car. I don't remember if it worked, actually. Have you done the Bratz doll challenge for YouTube? No. I've seen a couple people do it, though, and it's both cool and creepy. Does the hospital in your town have a good reputation? NOOOOOOOOOOOO. What is your favorite nickname that you’ve had? "Bee" from Megan. Have you ever gotten a professional massage? No. I would be SO uncomfortable. If you had braces, do you wear your retainers still? No. :/ Well, the one you put in, anyone. I have a metal one behind the front row of my bottom teeth. If you had braces, have your teeth moved since you got them off? Yes. Do you know anyone personally who’s lost a child? I know way too many people who have suffered miscarriages. Do you take your medications regularly? Yes. What’s one luxury item you wish you could afford? An actually nice house. What’s your favorite thing to do in a swimming pool? Just kinda casually swim around. Have you ever been abused by a cop? No. What is one thing that you took to show-and-tell as a kid? My Snorlax plushy. Do you remember losing your first tooth? No. In the summer would you rather have the windows down or the A/C on in the car? I strongly prefer A/C. Have you ever been addicted to a game? What game? I had a long-time addiction to World of Warcraft for a couple years or so. I still play it now, but I'm not addicted to it anymore. As a matter of fact I get bored of it easily now. Which was better: the original The Lion King or the sequel? The original, but I love both very much. Do any of your grandparents have a tattoo? I don't know if any did. Do you believe that your pets feel love towards you? Roman, 120%. It is so obvious. Venus, no, as reptiles are literally incapable of experiencing that emotion. I do, however, know she trusts me. Are you proud of your body? FUCK no. Have you ever been rushed to the hospital in an ambulance? No. How do YOU believe the world & universe started? I don't know. I feel like MAYBE there is some sort of ultimate intelligence that formed the universe (maybe prompted the Big Bang, though I've always been dubious of that occurring naturally), but I don't think of this topic frequently at all. Does it really matter, after all? We're here, so just focus on that and live in the now. Have you ever stuck gum under a desk/chair? NO, that shit grosses me the hell out. When shopping at a grocery store, do you return your cart or just leave it? Return your fucking cart, please. It is NOT that difficult. What is one thing you’d never want your parents to find out? Certain places I've, uh, "done" things. When you were little, did you like Dr. Suess books? Yep. I seriously loved Green Eggs and Ham. What would you consider unforgivable? Rape is #1. Would you rather give your food to a homeless shelter or money to charity? Food to a homeless shelter, but I'd love to do both. What was your least favorite year of your life so far? 2016 was a fucking NIGHTMARE. Have you spent money on a game online? On one occasion, I asked if Mom would reactivate my WoW account, and when two expansions came out, I asked if she could buy them. I HATED asking. Thankfully, now, I'm rich enough in the game to pay for the "token" currency, which renews your subscription for a month, so I essentially play for free now. Have you been called a bad influence? Yes. Have any self-done piercings? Noooo. I only trust professionals. Ever pierced someone else? Again, no. Leave it to professionals, as well as someone without tremors. If you had a child with down’s syndrome, would you keep him/her? IF I wanted kids, of course I would. It really, REALLY bothers me when DS is the reason behind abortion. Mind you, I am pro-choice, but come on... Don't treat down's syndrome children as a curse. If someone tried to murder your child, do you think it would be wrong to expose them publicly and talk about it on social media? Of fucking course I would. I'd damn that person to hell myself. Is there a toxic person that you miss? I sometimes miss Colleen. Are you still contemplating going back to someone you shouldn’t? With Jason, yes. If he actually wanted me back (that will never happen, but anyway), I fear I'd say yes and probably would, realistically. When was the last time you had a new crush? When I realized I was bisexual. Do you want Jesus to come back soon? Back when I was a Christian, I was terrified of Judgment Day. I don't believe in it now. What is something you can’t wear because of your body type? I COULD wear whatever the hell I wanted, but I refuse to wear crop tops or strapless tops (or strapless bras). Oh, and thongs. No thanks. If you have curves, do you like them? I'm not curvy naturally, I'm just fat. Have you ever worn matching pajamas with someone? No, but that'd be cute. Has anyone ever mistaken you for being anorexic? No way. What fast food place do you avoid at all costs? Arby's, to name one. Are you afraid of deep sea creatures? Yes, especially giant squid. Have you ever agreed to purchase something on Ebay and got scammed somehow? Ugh, I got Ico THREE TIMES and they were ALL broken; they'd freeze in the first few minutes. Has anybody ever given you a promise ring? No. What is your favorite kind of cake? Red velvet. Honestly, have you ever eaten raw cookie dough? Yeah, multiple times. Were you outdoors or indoors more as a kid? I'd say it was a split down the middle. Have you ever had a relationship that began via text? Jason, Tyler, Juan, and Sara all began over text. Girt asked me out over Facebook Messenger. Do you think sloths are cute or ugly? They're cuties! What eyeshadow suits you best? I only wear black eyeshadow. Do you watch the show Wizards of Waverly Place? I did as a kid and really liked it. Have you ever been to the rainforest? No. I don't think I could handle the humidity, though I'd love to see all the beautiful wonders. Are you a member of any clubs? No. Would you shave your head with a friend who had cancer? If it was someone I was very close to and they were extremely self-conscious about it, I'd probably be willing to get very short hair, but I don't think I could handle no hair at all. How did you meet your pet? Roman was one of the kittens of Ashley's mother-in-law's cats. She has way too many cats and needed to get rid of the kittens, and I'd been wanting one like mad. I found Venus via the online reptile-selling hub called Morph Market, and I became VERY interested in the many, many ball python morphs, and when I saw her, I immediately knew that was my baby. Did/Do you have any PEZ dispensers? I did as a kiddo. What are some of the phrases in your personal ‘bingo’ card? "Mood," "can't relate," "hi, how are ya," "jinkies," "yikes," "oof," shit like that. Have you ever been through a trap door? No. Do/did you have to wear a uniform to your high school? No, only middle school. How many video games do you own? A whole lot. Have you ever visited a sex shop? No. Have you ever ridden a bicycle through a busy city? No, I'd be very scared to. Do you use Instagram? How often do you post there? I have two for my varying photography subjects. I post very rarely on both. Have you ever had a scary encounter with a wild animal? I have not.

[shigarakis-fifth-hand]

Song Request x Ochako :)

Requested by: Anonymous

Hiiiiii Author~Chan! Melanie Martinez is my god, and right now I’m listening to every song by her!! I’d love it if you choose your favorite! Mine is Lunchbox Friends :)

Song: Pacify Her by Melanie Martinez

Summary: You and Todoroki get jealous of Ochako and Deku so you two become homewreckers :)

It was Monday, and let’s just say as I sat in that classroom that morning, I was tired. Exhausted even. “Well, someone looks hungover.” I looked over to see my best bud Shoto, smiling at me with laughter hidden behind his voice. I must have looked zombie-like for even the quiet one to comment on it. “Oh f you actually. The bags under my eyes are Gucci I’ll have you know. Watch out Rich Boy, you’ll have some competition soon.” He giggled, sitting down in front of me. As he did so, Momo happened to pass, complaining about her shirt button popping. Shoto looked over, allowing me to smirk at him once he returned his eyes to me. 

“Ahh, Rich Boy has feelings for Busty McHall Monitor?” He laughed, shaking his head at my hilarious nickname for Momo. “You’re crazy, you know that? Right now, love interests are the last things on my mind. They want commitment, I just… I’m bored. That’s it. I’ll take anyone if you get my drift.” Shoto winked at me as I laughed, watching him return to his seat. He was right though as I thought about it more. I was only eyeing one person, but god, relationships in high school were pointless after all, so there was no time rushing. I could easily start something with her once we get of UA and onto our adult lives. 

I watched Aizawa slug in, still in his sleeping bag as he did the inchworm into the room. Honestly, I was just waiting for the day to end so I could go back to sleep. That was, until Deku walked my way, holding a girl’s hand. I looked up, shocked to see Ochako and Deku clinging onto each other like they were each other’s life preservers. Sudden anger rushed through me, one that I could barely keep within my mind as I tried my best to keep a calm face. Ochako and Deku held hands, yet avoided looking at each other. If anything, it looked forced and should have definitely stopped that moment. 

“Hi Y/n!” Ochako exclaimed, dropping his hand instantly and coming to sit next to you. Interesting… You smiled at Deku and he smiled back, before looking to the back of the classroom and smiling brightly. “Sho!” Deku ran to Todoroki, who waited in the back, smiling softly at the green-haired boy. Very… very interesting. Deku jumped and hugged Shoto tightly, still smiling as he returned to the ground. Shoto smiled, allowing Deku to sit on his desk as they talked. Deku talked excitingly, never breaking eye contact with the guy in front of him as he went on and on with such excitement and exhilaration. As soon as Deku turned though, Sho’s eyes went somewhere else. 

Did Sho like Deku? Very… very… very interesting. When Iida came over to talk to the two, Deku turned, almost leaning against Shoto as they talked. They were so close and touchy, it was hard not to notice how much Izuku touched Todoroki’s chest. You shook it off your mind, focusing on the beautiful girl in front of you. “Man, you look tired. Are you… sleeping alright Y/n?” Ochako asked, looking at you with her big, open eyes. “Not really, I just can’t seem to get comfortable.” I stepped closer to Ochako, moving my hand to her shoulder, watching her cheeks heat up. What was going on here? I had to find out.

“Maybe you can come by and help.” I offered, smirking as she stared at my hand on her shoulder, and then back at me with lust in her eyes and heat in her face. “You mean… You do mean a sleepover, right Y/n?” She asked, staring at my smirk as he winked at her. “Well, you will end up… sleeping over.” I grinned as she began to hide her face. “I… I would love to! It’s only that…” I waited for her to bring up an excuse to get out of it, but something much different came up. “I’m just not sure it would be okay since… Izuku took me out on a date last night.” I stopped, my mind swirling but my face showing no emotion. 

“Don’t get me wrong, I would…” she gulped loudly, looking my clothed body up and down. “I would… love a sleepover. Maybe, just… not right now. I hope that’s okay.” She stared at my eyes, fearing that she would see anger as I ran my hand against her face. Instantly, she melted under my touch, and from there I began to form a plan. “Don’t you worry about it cutie, just take a rain check. I hope you have a great time with Midoryia. I should totally help you get ready for your date whenever you go on another, maybe help with a new eye shadow look or something cute.” I smiled as she grinned back sweetly, not noticing the craziness in my eyes. I had a plan… a good one too if possible at this time in the morning.

The class went by quickly as Aizawa seemed to not even understand the words he was saying himself, and finally giving up. Immediately you turned to see Ochako was already staring at you, smiling eagerly. “Since you had to sadly decline my invitation to a sleepover, how about we go for coffee? My treat.” You offered, smiling as she looked back at Deku, who was, once again, wrapped up in conversation with Shoto. “I… I would love to.” She smiled, looking slightly disappointed that Deku was preoccupied with someone else. God… I would treat her better than that little nerd. “Awesome. How about you go get changed and I’ll see you in an hour? I need to get somethings from Aizawa.” She nodded, smiling as she happily left the class. I turned towards Sho and Deku, walking up to them. 

“Ahh, Y/n. Hello. Deku, would you excuse us for a second? I’ll see you later.” Deku gave you an annoyed glare before leaving, stomping out of the classroom. “So I’m guessing you don’t want to invite me to coffee with you and your girlfriend?” I rolled my eyes, trying hard not to laugh. “No dummy, she’s not my girlfriend. She’s Dekus girlfriend, that’s the issue here.” You explained as your monochrome-haired friend nodded, listening intently. “Ahh, so what’s your plan? You always seem to have one for these random situations you find yourself in.” Todoroki watched as you thought to yourself, making a note in his own mind that he was craving soba. 

“Here’s the issue. I can’t let them get any closer, or else she won’t be there to ask out once we’re done with UA. Now, you have to help me Sho.” You begged as he thought about it, his eyes drifting off as he got lost in thought. “I want you to do something with Midoryia. Kiss him, make out with him, heck I don’t care if you hook up with him. As long as I get proof, I can show Ochako and she won’t feel bad for being with me either because she will see it’s justified.” I explained as Todoroki listened, a smile creeping up onto his lips. “And then, I can get proof of you two and show Deku, and then they’ll be done for!” Sho shouted, smiling widely as he thought of it. “Exactly… now I’ll bring Ochako to coffee. During that time, I need you to… seduce Deku to the best of your abilities. Just get a photo from afar and then send it to me. I’ll show her, and then we’ll see what happens.” Shoto thought about what I was saying, before looking back at me. 

“Are you sure about this? She… She seems to like Deku. And Deku seems to like her back. Deku even called her ‘his girl’.” Shoto explained as anger shot through my veins like venom. “Is she his girl if she wants me so bad?” Sho and I grinned at each other as we parted ways. I went quickly to the dormitories, passing Izuku in the halls who excitedly waited for Sho. It was like he was begging for me to break them up. As soon as I entered the tall, wide building that housed every 1-A student, I caught glimpse of Ochako waiting in the kitchen on her phone, playing a video game. She was 30 minutes early and obviously very excited about our date. Running up to my room and scanning my keycard, I slipped inside to comb my hair, fix my makeup, and slip on a t-shirt and very fitting jeans. Looking in the mirror, I smiled at my reflection before grabbing my wallet and phone. “Time to shine.”

I went down the elevator to see everyone there, smiling away and acting as usual. Bakugo and Kiri talked with each other on the couch, Mina and the other girls sat in a circle near the fireplace, and Deku and Sho sat on the kitchen bar stools, talking up a storm with Shoto’s hand leaning onto Deku’s neck calmly. As I passed, I noticed the light tint in both of their faces, their eyes glued to each other, lost in each other even. Looking at Deku, it made me sick that he had held hands with Ochako. She was mine. He was getting on my nerves. He doesn’t love her. Finally, I made my way to Ochako who leaned against the wall near the door. Her eyes drifted off of her video game and landed on me, making her smile, and her eyes sparkle. “Y/n! Hiiiii.” She waved, shyly putting her phone into her back pocket. “You ready?” I asked, watching her nod and turn to the exit. Everything was going well, I can only hope that Sho keeps up his end of the plan. We walked through the cold, bitter wind to the coffee shop that waited for us. Dimly lit with the strong smell of expresso beans, cake, and brown sugar, it warmed us as we sat down in a cute booth. 

“How cute! I had no idea this was here Y/n!” Ochako expressed, watching me take off my jacket slowly. “I’m good at finding places like this, it’s kind of a specialty.” I lied, thinking back to when I worked here in my cringy teenage years. We continued talking about school, our teachers, and finally our classmates. “What… do you think of Todoroki? He’s… pretty cute I guess.” Ochako asked, looking at me closely before I started laughing. “Sho? Oh, no no no. I don’t…” I tried not to laugh as I regained eye contact with the short girl in front of me. “I don’t like dudes if you know what I’m saying,” I confessed as Ochako’s entire face began to resemble a tomato, realizing how close she was to me. “What do you think of Deku… and this whole dating thing you guys have going?” I asked as she began to look at the ground, almost embarrassed to talk about it. 

“Um, well he’s nice, but he always hangs out with Todoroki instead of me. And when he’s with me, he always talks about All Might… or Shoto. He’s so obsessed with documenting stuff about his classmates, it gets creepy. And last night, he spent the entire time last night rambling or else we were in awkward silence. I keep hoping he stops, but he didn’t even notice me when I said hi while waiting for you.” She looked upset, and I instantly felt bad, being reminded of a cat I saw crying on the internet. “Well, that’s on him. The least he could have done as a true boyfriend is tell you how beautiful you look tonight.” I complimented her, watching her smile shyly back at me. “You look great too, just so you know.” She began to grin, watching me blush back. Damn, she was adorable. “Well, loving him seems tiring.” I expressed as she looked at me, her lips slightly parted as she began to nod in response. “Might as well just love me now.” I smirked at her as we began to get closer. She stared at my lips, and I stared at hers. 

Just as I was about to say something, my phone buzzed, and exhilaration buzzed through my entire body. I went to grab my phone, opening it to see Sho and Deku kissing, Deku pressed against a wall. The picture looked as if it had been taken from behind a corner like a photographer was hiding. Had Todoroki got Mina or one of our friends to take it without Deku knowing? Brilliant, I knew I could count on Sho. I quickly altered my expression to shocked and turned around, showing the photo to the girl next to me. As soon as her eyes laid upon the screen, and her mind registered what was happening, she snatched the phone out of my hand and stared at it. “I knew it! I just… I thought he liked me.” Ochako began crying, getting up and running out. I began to feel bad before I remembered once this was over, she would be with me, and then she would never feel sad again. I chased her out of the coffee shop, only to see her shivering underneath the small roof above us. The sudden snowfall made her shiver, the thin shirt she was wearing was not helping. “Oh, here.”

 I wrapped my jacket around her slim shoulders, watching her stare up at me, tears in her eyes. “He… he’s cheating on me… and we just started dating! I can’t do this Y/n. How am I supposed to date a guy like that?” She exclaimed, crying as we began to walk back, my arm around her shoulder. “Maybe you just… shouldn’t date him.” She looked up at me, allowing me to meet eye contact with her. “Maybe…” Us two began to get closer… very close in fact. “Maybe you shouldn’t date guys in the first place.” I finished as her lips met my own. It was quick, yes, but it felt so sweet, and I so deserved it after loving her for so long. “I’m sorry, I should have asked first, I-” I began speaking before Ochako grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me back for another kiss. It was longer this time, and I could feel her hand pressing against my cheek softly. When you finally separated, you watched as she began to smile only softly, blushing as she stared at your soft lips. 

“I… I’ve always wanted to do that.” She confessed, staring at me as she ignored the flash behind her. I knew someone was there, but why look when my prize was standing in front of me. “What about Deku? Why date him?” I asked, acting all innocent. I knew the answer, I just wanted to hear her say it. “He… He is the worst kisser ever, while you… You’re amazing. And… I only dated Deku as my second choice. I thought I had no chance with you.” She explained as I smiled, loving every second of hearing her voice. “Soooo, you and Deku are over right?” I asked, watching her nod slowly. “Y-Yes, I’ll talk to him as soon as possible. I… I want to begin our relationship as soon as possible.” Ochako smiled as you wrapped your arm around her and began walking back to UA. Hand in hand, you two walked back to the school. “I just had such a wonderful time, I-” Ochako was interrupted by Deku, running down the stairs at full sprint towards her, followed by Sho who ran with a little spring in his step. Something good must have happened between them for him to walk like such, and I could only imagine. 

“You cheater!” He screamed, taking out his phone and shoving the picture of us kissing in her face. “I’m the cheater?! You started it!” Ochako took out her phone and shoved the picture of the two boys kissing in Izuku’s face. “I- I knew you liked her! You’re always talking about how you want to be like her, and dress like her! Always talking about how she’s just sooooo perfect?!” Deku yelled in her face as Sho came up to Deku, holding him back from us. I wanted to interrupt so badly. I wanted to tell him he was getting on my nerves. That he was acting like a child. “What about you? Always obsessing over Todoroki! Todo this! Shoto that! You’re happier to see him then your own girlfriend! You kissed him the day after our first date Izuku!” Ochako yelled back, making me hold her back this time. 

“You… We shouldn’t have dated in the first place Ochako, I’m sorry. Shoto was my first choice but I didn’t know if he-” Deku paused as Ochako put her hand up and smiled softly. “No hard feelings Izuku. We tried, and now we have our own person to love that doesn’t make us feel like we’re limiting ourselves. We just weren’t meant to be. I’ll see you tomorrow in class.” she smiled, grabbed my hand, and walked to the kitchen. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Sho lead Deku back to his dorm room. “Are you going to be okay?” I asked sympathetically as Ochako grabbed the ice cream from the kitchen freezer. “I- I really will be. Is it weird to be happy? I can go back to just being friends with him, and go from just being friends with you to being… your girlfriend.” She smiled happily, nestling into my side as we both stood in front of the counter. “Well, today has been eventful. It would be good if you got some sleep.” I began to help her put away the ice cream when she grabbed my arm and twirled me around to face her. 

“Actually, I was wondering if you still wanted to have a sleepover. It’s only 10 pm, I can stay up for a little bit longer.” She grinned at me as I nodded back, accepting her invitation. We took her ice cream upstairs and went to my dorm, her walking in first and plopping on my bed like a sack of potatoes. Before I was about to go back in, Sho poked his head out from his room down the hall. He was shirtless, and his hair was very messed up. “Looks like you’ve been having a fun night.” I whispered, teasing him as I smirked happily. “Oh yea, I can’t thank you enough. Really.” He winked at me as I giggled. “Seriously though, you’re too good at these evil plans. You’re a natural homewrecker.” He grinned at me as I rolled my eyes playfully. 

“I can’t help it, it’s just one of my many talents.” He smiled, looking back in his room for a second before looking back at me. “Well, thank you again. And have fun.” He slid back in his room as I waved back. “Y/n!! Come cuddle with me.” Ochako begged as I turned to her, locked the door behind me, and walked towards her. As Ochako and I continued the night, full on making out, removing clothing, and snuggling against each other as we watched a movie, I couldn’t help but think deeply within my mind. This morning, I had had no intent of dating Ochako at all, but again, life was boring, and this was the thing I was waiting for to make life interesting. And that’s what I’ll always do. I’ll plan stuff and manipulate to get my way, because at the end of the day, Ochako is mine. Love is mine. The world is mine.

[simple-heroics]

Class 1-A Girls as Roommates

Oh, my god, they were roommates

Momo Yaoyorozu

First of all, you lucky bastard I hate you. Secondly, I’d like to make the point that Momo is wealthy af and has no financial need of a roommate. So, if you two are living, you’re probably already great friends with her or more. 

Momo loves to share. She is an extremely generous person, so she'll totally offer you some of her food when she cooks and even some of her shower products. 

Totally lets you borrow her clothes. Different sizes? She's gotchoo! Can and will create the best clothes for you. This is especially helpful if you have a date.

Speaking of her Quirk, its usefulness becomes really apparent when you two first move in and are still figuring out where things are or what you still need for the house. Bought that knife set but somehow forgot a can opener? Momo’s gotchoo again. 

A great communicator and takes the initiative to make sure you guys are on the same page about chores. Despite her busy hero career, Momo still does a great job keeping up with her fair share.

Please sit and drink tea with her. She'd love it. Probably the best thing about being Momo's roommate is coming home at the end of the day to this beautiful woman omg are you're okay with just being roommates and catching up over cups of freshly brewed tea. 

If something happens and you’re unable to pa your rent one month, Momo can cover it. Will not guilt or shame you over this. No matter what kind of petty roommate argument you two might have, she will never hold that over your head. Ever. Things happen, and Momo understands that.

The not so great...

Yaomomo is such a sweetie but...she's also a rich girl who is used to a lot space. Her furniture will fill up the whole apartment. An entire kitchen cabinet is stuffed to the brim with her teas, so you'd have to find some other space to shove your cereal.

Nonetheless, she tries very hard to be a good roommate - especially if it's her first place after moving out of her parents' house/school dorms - and this sometimes leads to her being overly accommodating. That and the above can lead to some tension between you two. 

Momo has such long, beautiful hair...and it absolutely gets clogged in y'all's shower. Good luck.

Mina Ashido

Mina is the fun roommate! I’m talking late nights spent goofing off, playing video games and watching movies or even just talking if you want. If you two weren’t best friends before moving in together, guess what?

You’re best friends now. or more?

Alien Queen is also Snack Queen. Our pink homegirl buys lots of snacks and is more than happy to share.

Um, garbage? What garbage? Her Quirk dissolves it and that’s one utility y’all are saving money on now to get Kaminari to help with the electricity

No matter how bad your day was, how shitty your boss, how long your commute, Mina can always make you laugh. Which is a nice way to end an otherwise completely shit day.

Actually pretty good about keeping the apartment tidy! Living in the UA dorm taught her a lot about being considerate of shared spaces and she’s always out and about anyway. So almost no worries about messes 

Because she’s either out and about or doing patrols, you actually get the apartment to yourself quite a bit?? Ummm, SCORE! Until you start missing your pink roomie/bestie

That is, if she’s not inviting/dragging you out to do stuff with her! If you’re someone who needs a bit of prompting to get out of the house, Mina is great for that!

Also...the roommate who is constantly trying to hook you up with her friends. Like, I’m serious. If you’re not already seeing anyone, this die hard romantic will constantly try to set you up with people hey, roomie, pls introduce me to Kirishima. You won’t need a dating app ‘cause Mina Ashido is your roommate and girl knows everybody.

The not so great...

If you're pretty introverted or just really prefer quiet at home, being roommates with Mina can be hard. Mina is a social butterfly - loud and bubbly and all these other wonderful qualities that simultaneously don't mesh well with most introverts.

Speaking of social butterfly, she invites her friends over. A lot. And y’all know that the Bakusquad spells c h a o s

It would also not surprise me if Mina had a number of...ahem, overnight guests. So prepare for extra (awkward) company at breakfast.

Sometimes gets so caught up in her social life, all those hobbies, and hero work that...she forgets that rent or utilities are due. Whoops. You’ll have to remind her sometimes. 😬

Good luck if you have wooden floorboards. Mina loves to dance and this means a lot of scuff marks.

Ochaco Uraraka

This cutie! 12/10 would room with her if I could

When she first started UA, Ochaco had to move to Musutafu and live on her on which I'm sure was a little scary for a 15-year-old girl and definitely lonely. She wasn't looking forward to being alone again after graduation but wait! She has you!

Really appreciates your presence in your shared home and will undoubtedly cherish you, even treating you like family. It makes her so happy when she comes home after a long day of patrols and having someone respond when she says, "I'm home!" Ochaco, lemme be your housewife

Video game nights with Dekusquad? Video game nights with Dekusquad! 

Pretty clean and always does her dishes which automatically puts her the top tier of roommate categories, let’s be real. 

She knows where all the deals are, when certain sales are happening, and where to go for the best discounts. And she shares all this hard-earned knowledge with her precious roomie (that's you, boo). Grocery shopping with her is intense because she gets super competitive about getting those deals before everyone else but it's also so much fun.

Master couponer. You knows those ladies that clip so many coupons that they sort them into little bags and actually sell them in bundles? That's Ochaco. She's even part of some online couponing groups. 

But she always hands you the coupons for your favorite snacks.

The not so great..

Ochaco works really, really hard and takes on a lot of missions. So, when she gets home, the usually upbeat hero can be a little...grouchy. By grouchy, I mean snappy and sulky and -- who is this woman and what did she do to your sweet, adorable roommate? 

Seriously, just don’t talk to her or make a lot of noise until she sleeps for 10+ hours and eats or she might send you floating to your shared ceiling.

That roommate who will get on you if you leave any of the lights on or stay in the shower for too long. She is NOT shelling out extra cash on utilities next month because of you!! honestly same

Toru Hagakure

Another fun roommate! 

We’ve seen her room, and we can tell by looking at it that she loves to decorate. If you (probably) have different tastes than hers, Toru will find ways to compromise and combine both your preferences to decorate your shared apartment! You know what that means?

Ikea trips. Toru’s enthusiasm alone makes it so much fun but it’s not as fun when you inevitably lose her in that Swedish labyrinth. (Hint: Check the various kids’ sections. She got distracted by the cute plushies.) 

If you two are not constantly updating your interior design, you’re at least adding to it. it makes the space just uniquely yours and feel so homey.

Toru has some real 👌👌 taste in movies. Her movie collection makes for some awesome movie nights. Bring all the blankets, plushies, and the like and you’re in for a chill night.

Out of everyone on this list, I feel like she’ll be the easiest to convince to get a pet. She skips the “well, who is gonna pay for food?” talk and doesn’t spend any too much time deliberating over her busy hero schedule - just jumps right on in to the nearest adoption agency.

Congrats, you’re now parents of an adorable, slightly grumpy rescue cat. Which - bonus - actually makes it so much easier keeping track of Toru because it’s almost always brushing against her legs or on her lap.

The not so great...

Definitely the nosy roommates. She wants to know all the details about your life and is the type to peak into your room because she's curious. Her Quirk only makes all the easier for her.

She likes to leave cute or funny messages on the fogged up bathroom mirror or with magnets on the fridge which is cute but...unnerving when an invisible being sends you random messages in your apartment.

....and according to the wiki, she loves hidden-camera prank shows? Welcome to Jackass, roomie. You’re gonna get pranked.

Also because of her Quirk, she often has to remove her clothes to make full use of her invisibility but this has also lead to a bad habit of leaving articles of clothing throughout the apartment. You often find random socks and gloves and even shirts out throughout the apartment.

Tsuyu Asui

A+ roomie. Seriously, give this girl all a gold star.

Super tidy, super considerate, and super stoked to live with you. She’s used to a full house and honestly wasn’t so sure about living on her own straight after graduation. Then came you!

Tsuyu looooves to cook with you. If your cooking skills need work, she’ll happily teach you. Out of everyone else on this list, you share the most meals together. 

Soooo many blankets and pillows in your apartment! Tsu needs the extra layers during winter and honestly, just build a blanket fort for you two. It’s great. just roommates huh?

Absolutely will text you just to check in if she makes it home before you and has no problem either waiting up for you or even walking to meet if it’s dark. And honestly, what’s better than 

Being super straightforward, Tsuyu always lets you know if there’s something up with the apartment or just if she’d like you to be a little quieter coming home. Also an observant person and checks in on your needs/preferences as well. Y’all rarely have any typical roommate spats because she’s direct and makes sure to communicate.

We stan a sweet, considerate frog roommate in this household.

The not so great...

Because she grew up taking care of two younger siblings and then lived with the entire 1-A class (19 teenagers in one building -- that's insane) in the dorms, Tsuyu actually has little tolerance for messes in common spaces. 

Tsuya Asui ain’t your momma. You're both adults and you both pay rent, so she expects you clean up after yourself and will call you out if you don't.

Especially about those dishes left in the sink. You can say that you just left the pots in there "to soak", but Tsuyu ain't buying it. And she tells you as much.

Not above shaming your messes on her Snap story i’m that petty roommate or bringing up that you forgot to take out the trash in front of other people.

Kyouka Jirou

She's the cool roommate. By that, I mean the one you’re lowkey bragging about when you describe her to your friends. Girl is a hero, plays pretty much every instrument, and is just a cool person in general. It’s hard not to brag.

Seriously, just her mere presence alone makes your place at least 70% cooler than it would have been if you lived by yourself. That’s how cool she is.

Super respectful of your privacy. Like, she won’t even know what your room actually looks like unless you actually invite her in.

Great roommate banter. Kyouka has a great dry sense of humor and likes to tease people, so you two can go back and forth all day.

Great texter. She always gives you a heads up when people are over or if you guys need anything for the apartment. Bonus: lots of hilarious pics of Bakusquad being idiots.

Don't tell her that you can hear her when she sings in the shower; it'd just fluster her and make her self-conscious. But being able to listen to that amazing voice in your own home?👌👌👌

If you're someone who doesn't necessarily need or even want a tight knit relationship with a roommate, Kyouka is your best bet. She's generally really chill and won't get hyped over being best friends. 

That said, she’s a pretty empathetic person and easy to talk to. She’ll absolutely stay up late with you just to talk if you need it. Gives great advice.

The not so great...

You will lose track over how many times you ask her to turn the music down. 

Like Mina, Kyouka comes as a package deal with the Bakusquad. Kyouka doesn’t invite them over often because even she doesn’t want that chaos in her home but sometimes it’s inevitable.

She’s not much of a cook. Plus she’s pretty busy keeping up with her hero career, music, and group of friends, so she doesn’t have much free time anyway. This means she orders out - a lot. Good news? Hardly any friction over cleaning dishes. Bad news? Her take out boxes leave little room in the fridge for your food.

BONUS: Regardless of who you room with, you’ll hardly ever worry about a break-in or any crime in your neighborhood because your roommate is a professional hero and will kick any home intruder stupid enough to try anything.

[bucksbisexual]

okay since im rewatching 2gether, might as well make my reaction public lol

tine trying to be a supportive boyfriend by asking wat if something is troublig and wat’s himbo self being like “nah fam im good” god i love this dumbass

also tine not knowing how to talk about his feelings is so relatable help

honestly i would’ve LOVED to see sarawat at least one (1) question

tine’s smile while wat drinks..... Sir I Am In Love With You

also his blush..... Sir I Am More In Love With You Than I Was Before

“is the lyric about smile or happiness?” “don’t cheat” wat saw through his bullshit right there KSJFHKS

i wonder what’s in those glasses because it doesn’t quite look like coke but it obviously isn’t beer,,,,

ohhhhh “a friend from high school” ... explains tine’s reaction we see in the teaser when he introduces pam as his highschool friend

also explains why tine thought sarawat made that video for her instead of him. wat is in his high school clothes and tine probably thought it was before he saw him (when in fact it was probably recorded the same day lmao sarawat hopeless romantic)

tine: one more game! [spins the coin and supposedly falls on heads] wat!

sarawat: no one can talk to me if i fall asleep

i’m trying not to look at bright’s jiggly butt why is ass so fat fOR

it doesnt add the points here if i dont write something else so intro time yeet

yknow what . we need more earn and more pear in these two last episodes . i need my wlw rep and i need it Now

“personal space is important even for couples” still cant believe man was the owner of their braincell in this scene

tine giving all of type’s info away to wat so wat can give it to man who tine knows will use to pester him until he becomes his boyfriend...... say it with me: tine mantype shipper

“how did you know?” “i prayed to god” literally the funniest part ever

manboss: im not going good luck wat: you’re so full of bullshit

GREEN <3

i will just say that pink is tine’s best colour. i need him in every soft pink thing u can find. it accentuates his skin colour so perfectly and we are Here for it honeyyyy

MIL SHUT THE FUCKUP

sarawat being a savage (rachet booty nasty) we stan

bro get over him oh my god he’s taken and happy with wat LEAVEEEEEE

and man pestering type begins Now ksjfh

i’m like 100000000% sure that the only thing in that whole backpack is a pencil and half of an eraser

im also sure type saw him buy the book since u literally can see him from where man and that girl are and

hold up the waiter looks like a guy from whyru,,,,,,,,,,

i need someone to write a fic about tine being an astronomy lover and wat falling in love with him because of the joy in his eyes when he talks about the stars and interesting facts about the universe and new discoveries of galaxies and other things that wat doesnt really care about but he listens to either way because he’s too in love to shut off his brain

okay back to the episode sorry i just really had to say this

wat really said “don’t take advantage of me when i’m sleeping” when they haven’t even kissed.......... no words, completely speechless

tine probably thought he was being real sneaky right there lmao boy he fell asleep 2 seconds ago

god green really appears for 2 seconds and yet he steals the show KSFJHKFJFS he really was about to beat the person in front of him’s ass for not walking faster im crying i love him

BITCH SHUT UP AND LEAVE THEM ALONE STOP TRYING TO BE A HOMEWRECKER

wat looks so offended by his offer it’s so funny jhfksjhgj still MIL GET THE FUCK OUT

them running around is so funny when u know they had to do that like 20 times and were tired as fuck KSJFHKSHFS

WAT YOU SMOOTH FUCKER i love u

omg the bracelet truly isnt there at the start of the scene :-(

“nuisance tree” lemme just cry a bit

the music stopping here......... they truly played with our feelings there huh

WAT YOU SMOOTH FUCKER 2

the reactions are so kdrama outro i cant breathe KJHFJSFKJS

GET THE FUCK OUTTTTTTTTTTT

“well, you left him” IM GOING TO STEP ON YOU

bracelet where r u :-(

“it was here a second ago” it wasn’t im an obsessed bitch and noticed just as the scene there started

he looks so worried:-( tine baby

“i can make you a new one” “but i want the old one” why do i feel like that has more than one meaning,,,

half of the times wat touches tine’s head his hands are dirty as fuck lmaoooooo

is- is someone wearing a marihuana dress??????

manbosss again and he has a book

type is the teepakorn brother that can lie and will lie meanwhile tine can’t lie for a living

I LOVE THIS GUY GIVE ME HIS SELF CONFIDENCE

dim really made up a whole spirit just for wat to be with tine lmao i cant breathe (unless the pine tree spirit is an actual thing and he just used it for this specific thing lmao)

“that senior is me” “and who did you go with?” “that was a long time ago” “it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me” “green, drop it!” i love them KSFJHFSJHF

green and wats faces i cant bREATHE these are the faces of people who know this is all fake

BRO WAT WASNT EVEN THAT SLICK WITH THE PAPER IN HIS HAND SJKHSFHHKFS

my guess is that he had two papers that were the same number just incase they didnt get the same number but then somehow mf MIL had to come in and ruin it

i dont know who chose to make bright wear this much brown but it honestly fits him so well

coffee for his soon to be boyfie

man: loving u is kind of bothering? type: o_o man

he’s still reading the book kjshfsf WAIT HES SO CUTE

“you gotta miss me if i don’t show up one day” “just back off. i’m leaving. do not follow me. give me some time to miss you” okay tsundere ass bitch

type’s so rich he’d rather spend money on getting his tire fixed than get it fixed by man for free i hate rich people

he’s also too rich to care to check if his doors were locked i-

“for me?” “do you see anyone else?” bitch ass tsundere

type: smiles, realises he just did that, eyes cutely go o_o

type looks so cute in that scene for no reason im going to eat ur cheeks if u dont stop being a cutie

aaaaaand of course theyre not paired up

dude of course he is youre creepy and also trying to break his relationship apart only because u dont have the decency to see that you dont have a place in his heart whatsoever

dim honey........ jskhsjf

tine’s hair....... PLEASE I NEED TO TOUCH IT IT LOOKS SO FLUFFY

“the spirit doesnt like it when you pray with your eyes opened” did literally no one notice how nonsense that was? KSFJHSJ

GREEN U SCARED THE BABY WHY WOULD U DRESS LIKE THAT

he looks so cute im gonna cry like actually cry

weak ass blankets they gave them i swear

if u cuddled then u wouldnt have been cold but noooooo ur big puppy boyfriend has trust issues

baby:-((((((((((( i will cover u with a blanket and give u lots of kithes and hugs

tine having his phone die at an important moment and also having no sense of direction whatsoever is so relatable lmaooooo

thank god for the rain because otherwise sarawat wouldnt have ran the way tine actually went lmao i wouldve beaten dims ass if mil was the one who found him

this scene hurts so much:-(( his throwing the grass like that in complete defeat??????? the flashback to him saying that bad things seem to happen to them lately makes my heart break

the soft touches:-((((( please im gonna Cry

dnotsaysorrydontsaysorrydonsaysorrydontsayHE SAID SORRY FFS

baby :’((((((

“i prayed for something but i havent redeemed that prayer yet” “what did you ask for?” “it’s if i got to see you again, i would show you the video i made. it’s the song your smile you are so curious about” BITCHHHHHHHHH

HES GONNA SHOW ITTTTTT YES I LOVE HOPELESS ROMANTIC HIGHSCHOOLER SARAWAT

he’s all shy i cant breathe he cant even look at the screen skjfhksh

oh so it was on the same day sksjhj forgot about that

I CRY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

tine is all blushy im gonna sob i love these two

im trying not to scream and tines reaction to wat telling him he went to every scrubb concert just to look for him

ITS NOT GONNA GET STUCK ON THE VIDEO BABY HE WILL LIKE U BACK IN A YEAR!!!!!!

“i like you” “yeah. i know. i like you too” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM LITERALLY REWATCHINNG BUT I STILL JUST SCREECHED AT THAT I LOVE THIS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

their smiles after he said it tho.......... my heart hURTS

wat: the wish only drew us to cross paths again. us being together is because of something else, tine: what then? wat: shout out to my homies for being there for me since day one i love u bros

THE FLASHBACK AAAAAAAA I FOUND HIM YES U DID BABYYYYYY

boss’s whistle after he tells them that he only said he would kiss him until he dropped lmaoooooo

“his name is tine. [with the softest voice ever] what a cute name”

manboss looking at each other like this bitch is so gone for this random dude but we’re gonna support him because we’re the only friends he has

wat was probably wishing the pool had water in it so he could throw both of them into it at that moment KJSFHJSFHF

“he’s the one i like” “shiiiiiit” same dim, same

fan dee nAAAAAA

his ass was so gone he was gonna make his ig username lovetine i literally cant believe him

boss having the braincell in this scene i love it

“but earn has a boyfriend” LIES. SO MANY LIES. ITS A GIRL. SHES A WHOLE LESBIAN.

boss once again being the owner of the braincell...... im starting to think he owns it half of the time

“you get it now? us being together is not a coincidence. it’s because of us” WAT YOU SMOOTH FUCKER 3

wait,,,,, tine’s little head tilt,,,,,,, SIR I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU

the stars!!!!!!!!! theyre there!!!!!!

“i think nothing bad is going to happen anymore” honey you got a big storm coming

it ended :’(((((( my beautiful boys i love this episode and drama so much i swear

lets watch the next episode teaser

i dont think tine is gonna lsiten to pam saying that but if he does,,, baby pls dont overthink okay he loves u and wont leave u for anyone in the world

phukong dont come back to him he knows that u like him and will play with ur feelings

type is gonna have to choose between im guessing either a boy interested in him from work or man and im gonna vote for him going with man lets hope i win

WHAT IS WRNOG WITH U BRO GET OUT HES HIS BOYFRIEND OF COURSE HES GOING TO CARE AND WORRY YOURE JSUT A CREEP FOLLOWING HIM AROUND HOPING THAT THEIR RELATIONSHIP ENDS SO U CAN SNEAK IN UGH

“is pam your first love?” WHY DID U END THE TEASER THERE AAAAAAA BITCH

im so glad that the episode comes out today because i Need to know more

okay thats it if anyone read all of this first of all sorry kjshkfj and second of all thank u ,, u didnt have to but u did and ily for that okay bye

[lunermagick-sims4]

Huntress & Hunter Story Part 1

  In the new world of the sims where a sim could be walking down the street a zombie could bite or just going out and could be killed for pleasure by a crazed killer. Some sims have taken their homes to a new levels and some try to fake it and tell themselves it not real and go on as normal. Blair and Ragnar know this is not fake and have taken different directions with their homes to survive, they are hunters after all.

Blair’s POV

  The day was sunny and beautiful it made Blair feel like it was going to be a good day. She figured it would be nice to go for a swim even thought it is winter,  but it was still warm enough to swim here in Sulani. The water was beautiful this morning and there was a few people fishing trying to catch some food for supper later, she figured. Blair had her routine to do after her swim she check the fences around to make sure that  it was all secure at keeping sims & zombies out from her small home. It was a two story house and it was perfect for her. Next she checked her indoor garden to see if anything needed to be watered.   Once her garden was tended to she always sat down and did some writing in her journal, she loved to write and she kept it well hidden under her bed. She had put way to much information that could put her behind bars to keep it out in the open. Blair did not want to be in jail, the thought of being in a small cell with another sim made her feel sick to her stomach. She loved where she was at, her private place out by the ocean, it was calming and peaceful away from other sims!Blair was a greedy sim so it has made her more enemies then friends and she made herself accept, but deep down she was a lover and she did wanted to connect with someone. That person has not come into her life yet. Blair does not mind if it a man or a women she liked both. When her parents found out they kicked her out and she been on her own since. She is proud that of the things she has accomplished on her own like getting through high school and college and how she has managed to survive on her own. All she had was her raven Slayer, she has not found a pet yet she has connected with other then having a fish. Blair was getting bored she did everything she could think of, like play video games, pole danced and went for a swim, she was bored out of her mind.  She did not sleep much because she was a vampire and her energy barely went down much. She fixed her make up, put perfume on and changed into something sexy. Blair loved to wear tight clothes and sometimes very revealing as well. Blair has super speed so it would not take her long to run to the bar.

After running down hill and through water she came straight to the bar and ordered herself a drink. All she could think of was her favourite wine, von haunt estate meloire she licked her lips thinking of it. The redness of it made her think of blood but it also tasted so good and went down so easy. It was quiet when she got there and she liked that, just the tv going and the bartender doing her thing. Blair asked for a refill and she was starting to feel tipsy, she liked the feeling she was not drunk enough that if she needed to defend herself she could but feeling good enough to have a good time. Once everyone started coming her mood was ruined very quickly and she was hungry. Blair was free with a little alcohol in her and she did not care what people thought and she looked around with her pale brown eye, she needed to be certain who it be. There was a guy who walked in he did not look to be from the area and he smelled yummy. She went up to him fast “Hello there.” She said sweetly. The guy looked her up and down. He smiled thinking he would be getting lucky. She had other plans for him and it was not what he was thinking. “Well hello there cutie.” Blair rolled her eyes and smiled. She beat him around a little to catch him off guard. “You damn bitch.” He yelled. She laughed and he tried to hit her but she was to fast and she shoved her hand into his chest and broke through and grabbed what she wanted. His face was shocked and she smiled a wicked smile. The beating of him heart in her hand was exhilarating being able to feel life and take it away all at the same time, she ripped it from his body and blood gushed all over her. People screamed around her and she ignored them. She took his heart and put it to her mouth the warmth of the blood was so delicious and she felt youthful after she finished eating his hearts it always gave her a rush of life. She loved blood from the neck to but having a heart made her feel powerful and in control. The cops showed up and she cleaned herself up quickly and disguised herself but they still figured her out. She had a women cop chase her but she was to fast and she lost her. Blair laughed she was way to fast for them.

Ragnar’s POV

  Ragnar was sitting on the side of the bed in his little cottage up by the volcano in Sulani, he was up late last night supposed to be getting rich. Ragnar gritted his teeth remembering the night. He and a buddy was put on mission to rob a jewelry store and they were getting paid big by the person who hired them but his buddy fucked him. He remembers breaking into the jewelry store and heading to the back to the safe with his buddy once getting everything and he went to turn around and bang something hit him in the head and Ragnar just remembers black till he woke up on the floor of the jewelry store. He heard sirens coming his way. The stuff he had grabbed was gone. When he sat up his head throbbed and his vision was a bit blurry but all he thought of was get out of the store the cops were coming. He remembers walking and walking till he hit beach and finally he saw his home. It was small cottage away from the town. He did not put wired fences around it he felt he did not need too. It was small so he slept by the back door and always kept a ear listening. He wishes he remembers how to fly at that moment. Going up those sandy hills in his condition is going to be hard but he was to disoriented to change into a bat and fly. To be honest after thinking about it he does not even remember walking and coming through the door to the bed. Ragnar usually liked his coffin but “I guess I passed out on the bed, was probably first thing I came to ” he thought. Ragnar pushed his hair back of out his face and signed. He was glade the throbbing stop and his vision was much better but blood was all over the bed. He must of been bleeding more then he thought. Ragnar got up and went over to the sink. He grabbed a glass out of the cupboard and turned on the cold water. He let it run for a bit and put his glass under to fill it up. He brought it to his mouth and drank it down. He not crazy over water but his mouth tasted like dirt. Once he finished his water he put it in the sink and went over to the bed and started taking off the bloody blankets. He found his spare bedding and made it new. He sat down on his couch in the kitchen for a moment then he thought “I am hungry” but did not know what to make. So he just got a bowl out and poured cereal into it with milk. It was satisfying he was a lucky vampire that he could enjoy food. It seem to hit the spot till he could go find blood later from a live host. He always find women to be more tasty and sweet.

Ragnar was feeling a bit better so he figured he go in to town to the bar it was around six in the evening so it was good time to go for a drink. Sulani was a small town he been hearing some stories of crazy blue haired cat girl ripping people hearts out at the bar. He thought maybe he should go and check the bar out see if he could find this cat girl. She sounded pretty hot. He chuckled to himself. “Any girl crazy with blue hair sounds hot to me and cat ears sound even more cute.” he said to himself out loud. Ragnar killed a few zombies on his way to the bar. His flight as a bat still felt weird so he just decided to walk down least he remembered this trip. He was happy to only see a few zombies tonight and he saved a gentlemen from a zombie but he was starting to get hungry for blood so he took some without permission and the mans body went limp in his arms after deeply drinking. The blood was not usually what he like but it was needed. Ragnar figured he saved this sim life, he thought He better not leave the poor sim out to be lunch so he put him some where he thought he be safe till he woke up. After his swords took a few zombies heads he finally made it to the bar. He wanted a good ale after last night and a few zombie kills. Ragnar thinks is it time to leave the criminal job, he’s bored with it now and he needs something else and after last night how could he trust anymore of who they would partner him with. It was rowdy and loud tonight at the bar, Ragnar shrugged it off he just wanted his drinks and he sat at the bar waiting to see what the night might bring. After a few drink and nothing exciting happened he figured he leave to go home. “I guess she not coming tonight.” He said to himself so he started out till a women came up to him. “Hey there hot stuff.” She was clearly drunk she reeked of booze and Ragnar did not feeling like pleasing anyone tonight. “take a hike.” He growled. The women snorted “What not good enough?” He just kept walking away. “You bastard.” She yelled. Ragnar lost his temper and turned to her they were outside the bar.  “I do not want you. Go” the women was persistent and Ragnar grabbed his swords and sliced her. People started to scream but Ragnar just kept lashing and lashing. Blood flew every where and he laughed with joy. The more he heard screams the more the rush went through him. He sneered down at the dead body and started to walk away. People were running around and that caused near by zombies to hear so he got to kill even more and it made his night complete. He might of not seen the cat girl but this was just as satisfying.

[jenny-jensen]

*not currently writing, maybe, hopefully soon*

BUT

Anyone feeling uninspired lately?

Promots for any couple/character in the Riverdale fandom

Found from:

Person B following Person A’s family traditions that they enjoy.

A blunt person Person A and Person B know asks them about their sex life... and wants details.

Person B making a goofy face until Person A notices and laughs

Person A and Person B go separately to a New Year’s Party, and end up standing next to each other during the countdown to midnight.

Person B tracing their names together in the sand.

Person A and Person B meeting because they’re neighbors. Person B is singing in the shower at night, and Person A comes to complain because they have really thin walls.

Person A wrapping a blanket around Person B when they are sitting on the couch and watching a show.

Person A comes back home to see the mess Person B made in the kitchen trying to cook for them.

Person A playing their fingers through Person B’s hair while sitting next to them on the couch.

Person A: Do you ever just... want a pet llama?

Person B and Person A camping beside a lake and going swimming as the sun rises.

Person A and Person B falling asleep together with their heads on the other’s shoulder/head in the backseat of the car while their friend is driving.

Them accidentally (or purposefully) dozing off in a hammock together as the sun sets and the air cools down.

Person B tossing snowballs at Person A’s window, not knowing the window is open and has no screen.

Person A gives Person B a piggyback ride.

Person A and Person B playing joyous and silly music to dance around the living room to.

Person B making Person A dress in really kinky underwear and later takes their sweet time to enjoy the view as Person A blushes heavily and is quite embarrassed.

Person B telling really dumb or corny jokes to Person A, thinking they are so clever and funny. Person A just thinks Person B is adorable for thinking the jokes are funny.

Person B smiling shyly, cheeks tinging pink, because they were caught staring at Person A.

Person A and Person B living together for the first time.

Person B and Person A texting. Or better yet, writing letters to each other.

Person B holding a sobbing Person A. Person A cries themselves to sleep with their face buried into Person B.

Person B is trying to impress Person A and ends up falling flat on their face. As Person B lays on the ground and slowly die from embarrassment, Person A has a mind blowing realization that they actually really like Person B and when they help Person B up off the ground, they pull them into a kiss.

Person A: Is it hot in here or is it just me?

Person B: It’s you.

Person A: What?

Person B: What?

Person A and Person B getting dressed in the morning, Person B however is feeling a bit playful and decides to hold a piece of Person A’s clothing hostage so Person A has to try and get it back

Person A is about to leave for work. Person B asks them if they’ve forgotten anything, and Person A gives them a kiss. Person B turns red and opens their hand to reveal Person A’s keys/wallet/etc., saying ‘I meant this, but thanks.’

Person B burns their tongue on something hot, Person A kisses it better.

Person B is playing a video game/reading a book/watching a show and is talking about how they ship two of the characters together because of [insert cute reason here], and then Person A says ‘that sounds like you and me right there’.

Soulmate AU where if your soulmate is listening to music it’ll be stuck in your head till they stop listening to it. Person B starts producing music so they can talk to Person A through it.

Person A and Person B decide to do a partner costume! Who would they dress up as?

Person B and Person A haven’t kissed yet. Each time Person B sees Person A they think to themselves ‘I’ve gotta do it this time’ but they keep being too shy to do anything. One day a friend asks Person B if Person A has ever tried to kiss them and Person B just screams.

Person A: Don’t worry, I’ve been arrested before. I’ll get us out of this.

Person B and Person A started out hating each other but slowly started developing feelings for one another.

Person A has been planning to propose for a while, they’ve bought the ring and everything. One day, they somehow lose the ring only for Person B to unexpectedly find it. Bonus: Person B questions a flustered Person A about the ring. Bonus 2: Person B uses the ring to propose instead.

Person A and Person B sharing ice cream/cake/a dessert.

Person A goes over to Person B’s home after staying up all night. Even though they do their best to stay awake, they end up falling asleep while cuddling Person B. Person A is quite embarrassed (and half-asleep) when they wake up, but Person B doesn’t mind.

NSFW Person A is really obsessed with Person B’s ass. They would smack it playfully, pinch it, squeeze it and make flirty comments like “Hey cutie, you have a nice ass” or “What a pretty butt you have, babe.” Person B blushes and gets embarrassed, but they secretly love it.

Person B has taken a job as a phone sex operator to make some more money and they end up talking to Person A.

Person B: imagine getting paid for being cute

Person A: you’d be rich

Person B: i-i…uhm…*blushes*

Person B: I love you

Person A: *shoving laundry basket into Person B’s hands* stop saying I love you to get out of chores

Person A and Person B are both single parents and they meet at the playground where Person B’s child is misbehaving and Person A decides to comment on Person B’s parenting just to have Person B break down into tears.

Person B and Person A eating spaghetti like the lady and the tramp did in that animated film.

Person B and Person A on a picnic.

Person B: I know that I hurt you. I know that nothing I can say will change the past. But…I’m hoping that you’ll forgive me in the end. I’m hoping that I can make this right.

Person B is an immortal being of some kind and Person A is a mortal. Person A wants to become immortal and be with Person B forever, but Person B wants to relinquish their mortality and live a normal life with Person A.

Person A gets busted at a club for giving a fake ID. Person B behind them is sweating bullets because they were going to try the same thing and casually get out of line and start a conversation with Person A.

Person B giving Person A a back massage when they flop on the couch or bed.

They are on a ferris wheel, and everything is going great - until it gets stuck at the very top. For thirty whole minutes.

Person A is alone in the rain because they forgot to bring an umbrella, Person B offers to share theirs.

Person B and Person A roasting marshmallows on a fire.

Person B and Person A having a snowball fight.

Person A and Person B go to a fair/amusement park and Person A wants to go on the roller coaster and Person B agrees. Later, Person B regrets their decision and ends up clinging onto Person A for dear life.

Person B and Person A getting locked in a store.

Person A’s mom gives Person A and Person B very cheesy, matching shirts/sweaters/scarfs. Person B does their very best to pretend that they love it.

Person A: Ah shit

Person B: Watch your fucking language

Person A letting Person B warm their cold hands under their shirt.

Person A and Person B literally sitting in a tree, kissing..

Person B looks at Person A and gently cups their face to examine it. Person A is a little confused and asks what’s Person B doing. ‘Hold on, there’s something on your face,’ Person B responds and then kisses Person A. ‘It was me.’

Person A becomes red and flustered.

Soulmate AU where Person A and Person B don’t see colors until they see each other.

Person B and Person A are in different timezones but still manage to spend New Year’s together.

Person A and Person B sending each other sexy and silly selfies.

Person A and Person B in high school, staying up all night together to study for a big test the next day.

Person A and Person B both buy lingerie and try to surprise one another with it on the same night.

Person A and Person B going star gazing at the observatory.

Person A used to have a friend who died/moved and Person B moves into their house. Because Person A used to be over a lot, they visit the house out of habit and Person B invites them over for some tea.

Person B feels that they are ready to move on to the next level of their relationship with Person A. Being a virgin, Person B does some research on how to please Person A in bed. Person A finds this research and teases Person B about it. When Person B tells them the reason, they laugh and say they can just teach Person B hands-on.

Person A is in the middle of meeting and they read a text Person A stating that they’re all alone and aroused.

Person B hiding in a closet to jump out and surprise Person A, but Person A just keeps not going near the closet by chance.

Person A and Person B reading mean tweets/comments about themselves and laughing it off.

Person A and Person B as the main leads in a play. There’s a sex scene in the play, and they get so into the moment that they end up going off the script, and talk dirty to each other, before having real sex on the stage. The audience all think they’re just acting, and the reviews commend them for their realistic take on sex.

Person B:*Kisses Person A’s forehead*

Person A:*frowns* You missed

Person B:...?

Person A:*Leans forward and kisses Person B’s lips*

Person A and Person B go to school together. Person A got Person B a huge ass teddy bear for a special occassion and Person B is mad cause they have to carry it around all day.

Person B and Person A being roommates at boarding school/in college.

Person A helping Person B dry and brush their hair after a shower.

Person B and Person A swap bodies for a day.

Person A touching Person B’s face and telling them that their face is really soft.

Person A and Person B making crafts that remind them of one another.

Person A, who’s lonely and depressed, texts a random number in search of a friend. Person B is the one who receives the message.

Person A and Person B playing on the swings at a small playground that nobody goes to anymore.

Person B calming Person A down when they have a bad dream.

Person A and Person B and their friends end up having to all sleep in the same room. Nobody can get any sleep because Person B is snoring incredibly loud... Except for Person A, who’s completely used to it.

Person B: What am I supposed to do while you’re gone

Person A: ... What do you usually do when I’m gone

Person B: Wait for you to come back

Person A and Person B sleeping together. Person A wakes up first and contemplates waking Person B with a kiss.Person A leans in only to hesitate centimeters away out of embarrassment. Person B opens their eyes and says, ‘Well if you won’t do it, I will.’

Person A doesn’t like talking on the phone, but Person B always calls them instead of texting. Person B admits that it’s because they want to hear Person A’s voice.

Person A and Person B attempt sexting. It can go wrong or right.

Person B draws pictures of them and their crush Person A. One day, while at Person B’s house, Person A sees the drawings. BONUS: Person B is so bad at drawing that Person A doesn’t recognize themselves on the drawing.

Person A has been Person B’s imaginary friend for what seems like forever. Then Person A leaves and Person B accepts the fact they weren’t real, until years later when Person A shows up in Person B’s house, much older and much hotter than they remember.

Person B making Person A their favorite meal when they are having a hard day.

Person B and Person A attempting to do homework.

Person A playfully keeping Person B pinned down as they take Person B from behind. Person A lays their hands over Person B’s as they kiss and bite Person B’s neck and shoulder, whispering naughty/sweet things into their ear. Bonus: They’re doing it in front of a mirror. Person A takes pleasure from the look on Person B’s face as Person B whimpers beneath them.

Person B wearing clothes in Person A’s favorite color.

Person B and Person A making wishes.

Person B and Person A booking a hotel for a lazy romantic weekend, most of which they spend naked. Person A decides that they feel too comfortable to want to get up and go out for food, so Person B decides to order out for them and get dressed enough to meet the delivery person at the door. While Person B is accepting the order, Person A wraps up in a sheet and comes up behind them, smug as both Person B and the delivery person become flustered.

Person A and Person B building a pillow fort.

Person A and Person B just booping noses.

Person A and Person B are lost in the woods together.

Person A and Person B accidentally married.

Person B catches a cold so Person A makes them breakfast in bed.

Person A being careful (or not at all careful) taking off Person B’s shirt because Person B is extremely ticklish.

Person B and Person A watching a horror movie and Person A is scared to sleep alone, so Person B keeps them awake all night, talking about whatever comes to mind.

Person B and Person A fooling around in a library. Person A has a very hard time keeping quiet and Person B teases them about it.

Person A and Person B in a Skype/Discord call (webcam optional) when Person A falls asleep in the middle of it. Person B decides to let them sleep since Person A had a long day and they like the sound of their sleeping.

Bonus if someone walks in to Person B has fallen asleep too.

Extra bonus: They won’t stop saying how Person A and Person B ‘slept together’.

Person B and Person A getting matching tattoos

Them getting a puppy/kitty, and arguing over names.

Person A is a Lyft/Uber/taxi driver and that’s how they meet Person B.

Person B drags Person A into the freezing cold to make a snowman.

Person B tucking the sheets around Person A when they stir during the night.

Person A doing a chore they know Person B isn’t fond of.

Person B getting shy about being naked in front of Person A for the first time.

Person A, a normal person, falling in love with Person B, who’s famous, being totally awkward during a handshake.

Person A and Person B as little kids. Person A falls off the monkey bars and ends up crying. Person B sees this and tries to cheer them up by generously offering them some cookies (Or another tasty snack if you prefer). They become quick friends.

Person A telling Person B a dumb joke just to see their smile.

Person B hurt their ankle and is laid up with a cast and crutches. Person A is sitting next to them, doodling little hearts on their cast to cheer them up.

Them playing with sidewalk chalk like they’re kids again.

Person A hates coffee, but goes to a coffee shop and drinks some just so they can see Person B, who works there.

[eye-raq]

Ember 11.

Erik’s conflict.

In short, this is a co writing fic with my baby @panthergoddessbast she has helped me out ALOT with where this is going and how it’s ending. Thanks to all of those who have been with me every step of the way, loving my writing, commenting, reblogging. This one is gonna pull at some emotions from you guys, I just hope you enjoy.

[I suppose that a lifetime spent hiding one's erotic truth could have a cumulative renunciatory effect. Sexual shame is in itself a kind of death. ]

“Ladies and Gentlemen! Excuse me!!!”

The voices slowed down to a low whisper.

“I know the wine and appetizers are delicious, but it’s time to begin the private event!”

The entire room began to laugh, the plastered smiles of all the rich black folk giving Cyprine a wide smile. Dressed in a sexy backless slit dress colored wine red, chocolate skin acting as the perfect contrast, Cyprine waited with her fancy cue cards and microphone. She had the important job of hosting Fashion Through The Ages, one of the Getty Centers most popular private events.

“Let me introduce to you all the new Lead Curator, Cyprine Lewis!”

Cyprine put on her professional smile, walking out to main stage in a catlike fashion. She waves at the crowd of people clapping, bringing the microphone to her mouth. That action alone silenced everyone, more than the guy who talked before her.

“Hello hello! welcome to Fashion Through The Ages. Today we will join fashion historian and art muse, Sara Holmes, as she explores the museum’s collection through the lens of costume to consider issues of gender, society, and history through the ages. This promises to be a fun way to consider the Getty collection while thinking about fashions past and present.”

Cyprine motions to side stage, “please give a round of applause to Miss Sara Holmes!”

The entire room raised their glasses and clapped, Sara Holmes approaching dressed in Fendi from head to toe. The women always had the best designer, but she was tacky with colors. Following behind her, was a man in all forms.Tall, chocolate, thick and toned, a head full of waves that shined with a beard to match, wearing a tailored tuxedo with a simple black bow tie was Lorenz Allen. Entrepreneur, philanthropist, and Director. Cyprine caught his eye, watching him wink with those long lashes and that million dollar smile. He sponsored a lot of events through the Getty Center, so Cyprine expected that he would show up.

“Thank y’all for coming out. It really moves me when everyone can come together to support a cause, but at the same time enjoy yourselves and the beautiful art that the Getty Center has to offer.” He points a single finger at C.C, that finger wrapped in a gold ring set with diamonds. None of which meant anything of matrimonial significance

I bet those rings would feel good around my throat. She thought.

“I don’t think you all gave this beautiful, successful women here enough praise! She planned this event out, worked her ass off!”

The audience gave her the credit she deserved. Cyprine blushed, speaking her thanks into the microphone.

“No, thank you.” He stresses, his eyes only on her. Cyprine could see what he was trying to do, that’s all that mattered anyway.

“Thank you Mr. Allen, and thank you to everyone who came today to support this private charity event! Now, let us get started with the exhibits!” After a final round of applause, the lights dimmed and multiple spot lights along with music began to start up. A small fashion show on behalf of the guest of honor started, women and men wearing fashion from the renaissance era to start. All models were of different ethnicities, and some also apart of the LGBTQ community.

Cyprine watched the entire thing unfold, pride coming over her. With pride, came attention, and Lorenz gave Cyprine all of his attention with those dangerous eyes of his.

“C’mere” He whispers.

Cyprine didn’t argue with that, strutting over towards him. The smell of mild Creed Aventus filling her nostrils; bold and memorable.

“Yes?” She folds her arms.

“Keep me company.”

She fights a smile, staring at him with her wide brown eyes.

“Why should I? What makes you think your company is more entertaining than this show?”

“Because you’ve been eye-fucking me for some time now, so I know I got your attention.”

Humming in approval at his impressive response, Cyprine smiles faintly, “what can I say, I like what I see.”

“Same here, babygirl.” He licks his lips quick, Cyprine stared at his tantalizingly pink tongue wishing it was between her legs right now.

“Which is why I would like to take you out on a date tomorrow night, if that’s okay?”

Cyprine and dates didn’t go so well.

There were a few she could vouch for that ended up pretty nicely, but all in all she was single and every last guy she’d dealt with disappointed her to some degree.

“A date.” She repeats his words, eyes in wonder.

“Yeah, a dinner date, with me.”

Lorenz seemed to be a cool guy so Cyprine decided to give it a go, just to see where this takes her.

“Okay, i'll let you take me to dinner. We riding in that blacked out McLaren P1 you got, right?” Cyprine had a keen eye, not just for Lorenz but for cars as well. Her interest in cars that included make and model was all thanks to Erik and his obsession with it.

“Babygirl, it’s whatever you want.” He smiles that gorgeous smile.

“Good, cuz I like to have it my way.”

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“You’re getting better my man! Keep this up and you could become a professional boxer!”

Erik bends his body over the ropes of the boxing ring at the gym, sweating and dripping from his forehead and the tip of his nose.

“Nah, I’ll keep it strictly for workout purposes.” Erik lifts finally, clutching his ribs from the soreness he felt from constantly receiving blow after blow.

“Pick your punk ass up, homie!” Tre, Erik’s best friend, laughs at him while punching at a speed bag.

“Shut up nigga! I’m not the one who needs picking up! You don’t even know what you doing!” Tre puts his middle finger up at Erik before returning back to his workout.

“Unc, How’s that your nephew and you ain't teach him no tricks?”

TJ, the owner of Champs Boxing and Tre’s uncle puts his hands up in surrender.

“His knucklehead ass didn’t wanna learn, too busy playing them damn video games.”

Erik laughs, clutching his sore chest, “I was right along wit em though, so I can’t talk shit.”

Picking up his Gatorade, Erik takes a long sip, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. Tre enters the ring, towel around his neck and durag on his head.

“Bro, who that?”

Erik turns to notice a short caramel skinned women with a nia long cut. She was heavy at the bottom, the yoga pants she wore making her thick ass stand out more. Her sweaty skin glistened and the blaze in her eyes made her look even more tantalizing.

“Damn,” Tre tucked his pouty bottom lip into his mouth.

“She a bad one, might have to check that out before I go.”

Erik recognizes her, even without her glasses.

“Her name is Kaylin, I work with her.” Erik gives her a head nod of acknowledgement, watching as she gives him the same motion, but sexier.

“Why is it that all the FINE ASS WOMAN, gravitate to you?”

Laughing, Erik shoves Tre, “Tre, stop acting like you don’t get pussy.”

“Nah, man you gotta hook me up! She fine as hell with her thick ass.”

Erik pats Tre on the shoulder before turning to exit the ring.

“Don’t always get hypnotized by the ass.” Erik knew first hand about that.

“I can’t help it, a fat ass is my weakness.”

“Erik!”

The two men turn to face a sweaty Kaylin.

“I didn’t know you boxed at Champs! How long?”

“Used to come a while ago, just started back.”

She laughs, the light sound contagious.

“Cool! Maybe you can teach me some things. I’m trying to get the hang of it, the shit isn’t easy.”

“I can help you out sweetheart.” Tre steps up before his best friend could even speak.

“You just as good as E? I saw his moves in the ring and yours wasn’t looking so great on that speed bag.”

Erik couldn’t hold back his chuckle, slightly snorting and all at the way Kaylin played his friend.

“Chill, girl. That’s my nigga, he getting there.” Erik defends Tre.

“No shade, just saying.” Clearly Kaylin wasn’t interested in Tre, all she wanted was that Erik Stevens.

“You coming into the office tomorrow?” She got a little closer, Erik noticing the flushed look of her skin and the sweat glossing her cleavage.

Hell...Kaylin was a cutie.

Erik has eyes.

He could tell a bad bitch from a mile away, nothing wrong with looking. However, Erik wasn’t touching.

“I might, still got some paperwork to finalize.” Erik kept it short and simple.

“Okay, just saying, I’ll be there. We could get lunch or something. Thai food?”

Erik shrugs, “We can make it takeout for the office.”

A look of disappointment clouded her pretty brown eyes, but that only lasted a second.

“Okay! I’ll see you then. Oh! And your treat.”

Erik waves her away, “I got the money, I don’t mind.”

Erik said his final goodbyes before turning towards the locker rooms, leaving a flustered Kaylin behind.

“Like I said, you got these chicks thirsty” Tre had to add his two cents.

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Finally home, kicking off her Saint Laurent heels in a pretty black and silver, Cyprine lets her hair down, smoothing out the pinned up curls with her fingertips, eyes closed, and a deep sigh escaping her mouth.

Not only did the event go as planned, she also snagged a date with Lorenz Allen, the successful black man and eye candy.

She had tomorrow night to look forward to, but right now preparing herself for Erik’s little get together at his place was her main priority. There was a Golden State game happening and finally, Cyprine would meet his other friends besides Tre who she already knew since him and Erik were the closest. Cyprine pulled a bottle of Hennessy XO from her kitchen liquor cabinet that she wanted to gift to Erik since he hadn’t tried it yet. It had a lovely long after taste of cinnamon and vanilla, fragrant with crystallized fruits, spices, and emanations of old leather. Cyprine knew Erik, he valued his drinks and he enjoyed the craft of mixology since he was a licensed one now.

The high pressure shower cleansed her body and the water droplets pricked her skin in the best way. All that ran through her mind was the date she had to look forward to and its possible outcome.

Men.

They could be an absolute disappointment.

Cyprine was single for a reason, she was tired of giving her all to a man and he gave her the minimal. Cyprine ran her fingers over her curly hair, conditioner working it’s magic to clear away her tangles stroke by stroke. With closed eyes, C.C’s mind wandered to her conversation with Erik about the last time they both had sex. She was reminded once again of the heat she felt, how much she missed calling a nigga ‘Daddy’ and getting her pussy fucked from behind.

That pussy is pure velvet heaven, juicy and succulent.

Man...she missed being praised in bed. She was a brat after all; a brat and a princess. Cyprine misbehaved; frequently too and the overpowering urge to be put in her place with some good dick and a sharp nasty tongue ate her from the inside out. She could feel water filling her mouth, snapping her out of the erotic daze she was in. Cyprine forgot where she was, and she forgot that her mouth was under the shower and not on her knees waiting for a dick to choke her out.

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“Yo! You making the chicken nachos, right?”

Erik smiles faintly, slightly shaking his head as he cut the fresh mozzarella cheese in thin slices, plating it along with the mixed Mexican cheeses.

“Chicken nachos, shrimp nachos, veggie nachos…”

He wiped his fingers on a damp towel, reaching for some cheese to snack on while the sliced chicken breast simmered in the pot.

“Why don’t you make yourself useful nigga and call Jae, Malachi, and Torrey to see if they’re on the way.”

Tre hopped off the counter, walking away with a smart remark that Erik didn’t care to respond to. The game had just started, and the Jaguar Den already had snacks and all the drink essentials. The alone time gave Erik the chance to respond to Kimora’s naughty texts. They’ve been going back and forth never ending with this or that questions, and coming up with sexy scenarios they would like to be apart of. She was silly, fun, alluring, daring, confident, smart, and addicting.

-Tell me you aren’t wearing any underwear.

Sorry lover boy, it’s a thong.

He chuckles, biting his lip while adding a little garlic butter to the chicken.

-what the panties smell like? I bet your pussy smell like lavender oil and rose water right now.

This time around it smells like my homemade blueberry bliss body cream.

-that shit sound like a fruit roll up flavor lol.

LOL—Would you lick a fruit roll up off my pussy?!

-Without a second thought. Prolly taste better than that nasty ass flavored lube.

I’m sure it would, my pussy already sweet and sticky, Erik.

-So since it’s like that I’m making it a fucking command for that pussy to be eaten by me whenever I want it.

That’s cool with me, I like my pussy ate. Make sure you suck on it everywhere…that shit drives me wild.

His teeth dragged over his lip, a low groan vibrating his throat. He could feel the arousal in his fingertips, but it was stronger in his dick. It ran hot over his long stick like electricity to a wire. He felt his phone buzz, forgetting to send a reply back, he was that stuck.

I had my entire pussy covered in peach preserves before. I have these crazy cravings for peaches, so he spread it all over my pussy and sucked it off.

GOTDAMN.

Erik. Calm. Down.

“You good, E?”

Erik whipped his head around a little to harshly, startled by Tre’s unexpected arrival.

“I was until you creeped up on me like that! You know niggas couldn’t do that back at home, right?”

“Nigga I still live in Oakland! You the one that moved out.”

Shaking his head, Erik prayed to himself that the erection he had would go the fuck away.

Think about blood and guts, or fungus.

That always seemed to work, he was good as new.

-Kimora. I’d suck anything from honey, syrup, jelly, sugar, and whipped cream off that motherfucking pussy.

“Guess who showed up?!!”

Cyprine enters the kitchen, curly hair up in a bun, silver hoops in her ears, jeans so tight they looked painted on, and the littlest sweater that would give you a view of her under cleavage if she reached too high.

“Wassup, sexy?” Tre grabs her hand, attempting to kiss it sloppy, C.C pulling away with a repulsed expression before laughing.

“Ew nigga! Keep your mouth to yo self! I don’t know where that shit been!” She rolls her eyes, finally looking at Erik.

“Hey, peanut head, guess what I got?”

Cyprine held up the esteemed cognac bottle, flashing Erik her biggest smile yet.

“I remember you said you wanted to try it so...”

Erik was about to speak, before his phone buzzes.

Text me later, I’m on my way out. This convo is too juicy to neglect.

-Bet, say no more, beautiful.

Putting his phone away, Erik steps towards C.C, kissing her forehead before snatching up the bottle to examine it.  

“I heard good shit about it, Henny shots for every basket golden state make?”

Cyprine scuffs, “nigga you know I need my pineapple juice with this.”

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Okay.

So Erik hadn’t expected the attention Cyprine was receiving.

Actually...

“Yo, how the fuck you keep all that control?” Jae stood astounded behind the bar with Erik, light brown eyes shocked.

“Control of what?” Erik responded with a confused tone of annoyance.

“Keep from fucking the shit out Cyprine that’s what. Fuck you mean CoNtRoL WhAT?”

“Got more control than you do. You ain't gotta think about fucking every fine ass woman you come in contact with bruh.”

Erik was even shocked with his words. His eyes followed its path towards C.C. She was seated next to Tre, laughing and sipping her third drink so far. Erik could feel the lustful energy radiating from his friends as they looked at Cyprine from head to toe, wanting nothing more than to take turns fucking her.

That thought brought back memories of their early escapades.

Nah, not Cyprine.

Erik would normally be okay with hooking a girl friend of his up with one of his boys, but for some reason he didn’t want to with Cyprine. Erik watches as she takes her tongue to scoop up an ice cube, the pink slippery appendage dripping and mouth making slurping noises.

This wasn’t the first time he’d looked at his friend that way. She wore outfits that showed her beautiful sepia skin, smelled delicious, innocent eyes…

“You sure you got control? I see you focused on that chocolate baddie.”

Erik shakes the thought, going back to mixing Jae’s drink.

Cyprine couldn’t lie to herself and say she didn’t like the eyes on her. Erik had some very handsome friends, she could only imagine the things they used to get into.

“Where you and Erik meet?”

Cyprine turned to Torrey; tall, thick and with a beard against his light brown skin.

“Golden Speed, a friend recommended I go to him for some work.”

“Oh really?” The bravado of his voice made her smile, he really laid it on thick.

“Yeah, he told me to give it a try.”

The look in Torrey’s eyes let her know he was hoping it were a women so he could try his luck.

“I bet y’all were wild back then.” Cyprine states between eating her ice.

All of them minus Erik laughed, sharing knowing glances.

“Shit, we all claimin’ it.” Tre spoke for them.

“Ain’t no way you sticking around for some ‘just friends’ type of shit.”

C.C folds her arms over her chest with sass, “So, what? Erik can’t keep a girl as his friend?”

“You wanna know what happened to the last chick he had as a friend?” Malachi spoke while trying to hide his smile full of a diamond grill.

“Game is on why don’t y’all shut the fuck up and watch.” Erik approaches with his own drink, seating himself on his black recliner chair. He caught the cocoa’s cuties eye, watching her stick her tongue out at him.

“Oh! So you do know then?” all three men laugh, Erik ready to punch ever last of one of them in the face.

“Y’all ready now or later for the rearrangement of y’all wack ass faces,”  His jaw gets tight.

“Last chick, woke him up talking bout I accidentally licked your dick.” Cyprine could laugh. Who would accidentally lick dick anyway? That shit was meant to be loved in a special way.

“How that shit accidental, I don’t know.” Erik finally joins in, laughing.

Cyprine held up a finger, trying to catch her breath.

“OKAY! But what you say though?!”

He simply shrugs with those dimples and dominant brown eyes, “I guess I accidentally fucked her mouth.”

Cyprine couldn’t shake the heat she felt from that.

“And accidentally tore that pussy up.” He drinks from his glass of straight Hennessy XO, licking his lips that Cyprine had to peel her eyes away from.

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“You sleepy yet?”

“Yeah, I am alittle. You should know by now with those drinks.”

Cyprine attempted to clean up, sweeping crumbs from the table. Erik smacked her hand away, earning a yelp from her and a death glare.

“Did you just hit me like I’m some child?!”

“Yeah, and?” He spoke in that calm unbothered tone that drove her crazy.

“You’re infuriating,” Cyprine said that, but she liked when Erik picked on her.

“ What’s up with you and Tre? Y’all was looking real cozy and cuddly”

Cyprine looked at Erik like he sported two heads, mouth opening and closing in shock then lets out a small snort like laugh.

“What?! Boy you crazy. There is nothing going on between me and Tre.”

“You know my nigga want you, right?”

“Not surprised, most men want me.”

She took in that smile he fought to show, the way his eyes would light up and those teeth as white as the porcelain piano keys, blinding her.

“So not only are you-“ Erik puts up air quotes, “that bitch, you can have any nigga you want, huh?”

Cyprine picked up as many dirty glasses as she could, bringing them to Erik’s blacked out bar  with gold trimming to clean.

“Did I stutter?” She bit back at him with those razor sharp teeth like a wild cat. Erik’s dominance screamed to claw back and show her who really had the upper hand, but his body was too tired to entertain it and he had to be up in the morning.

“Watch your mouth,C.C. AYE!” Well, clearly not tired enough.

She paused in between cleaning his glasses.

“Put that shit down, and go to bed. I got this tomorrow.”

Putting her hands up in surrender, she didn’t realize she had a glass still in her hand, dropping it and causing it to break in the sink.

“SHIT!!” She went to reach to clean it, her finger getting cut a little from her rushing.

“Shit, fuck, damnit!” Erik rolled his eyes, letting out the loudest most aggressive groan she had ever heard, she knew then she’d done it.

“What I tell you to do?! Didn’t I say leave the shit alone?!”

Erik stormed over to her, instantly picking up her finger, examining it.

“You like a little girl. Defiant.” Erik picks up a napkin, applying pressure. His jaw went tight with tension, the muscles of his face peeking through and his eyebrows creased so hard he looked damn near evil. Cyprine was speechless, she couldn’t form words or sounds.

“I-I’m sorry, Erik.” She finally spoke out with a quiet tone, the tightness of his grip on her hand almost cutting off her circulation.

“Nigga are you trying to take my damn hand off?!” Erik blinked like he was brought back to reality, letting go of her quickly, the color flooding his face from embarrassment.

“My bad.” He laughs nervously.

“What the fuck was that about? Something you need to tell me Stevens?” She looked at him with curious eyes.

“I-I can be a little forceful, that’s all. Just...I don’t do well with chicks not listening to what I say, then you went and hurt yourself so it kinda made me mad.”

“KINDA?” Cyprine felt like she’d stepped into new territory with Erik. So, not that she didn’t want to make everything about sex, but that entire confession reeked of sex and control.

“You get like this with Kimora?” Erik’s eyes landed on hers, briefly.

“How can I ? I haven’t seen her yet.” Silence settles between them both as Erik walked past her to clean up her mess.

“You wanna know what I think?” Cyprine pushes.

“What?”

“I think you’re afraid of how you feel about her and that you’re avoiding it as much as you can.”

He didn’t respond, just simply cleaned the sink of shards of glass careful not to cut himself in the process.

“As much as y’all talk, I know your dick is probably begging for a release.”

Kissing his teeth, Erik shakes the glass into the trash. She could tell she was getting to him, she could read his posture and the way he fought to ignore her.

“A guy can only jack his dick for so long, Erik.”

“I know that, C.C.” He responds with a curt tone.

“So, maybe have some sex?” She tosses a black rag at him that he catches swiftly with one hand.

“Why is my sex life so interesting to you? I don’t go around asking you to get the pussy beat up.”

“You don’t have to, I know it’s been a while for me. It might happen sooner than later.” She could only imagine what Lorenz was packing.

“Hmph, I wonder who.” Erik cuts his eyes at her, winking suggestively.

“Shut up! Me and Tre are strictly friends, asshole.”

“Sure, whatever you say.”

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Eyes opening against fresh white linen that smelled of tropical Tide detergent, Erik lifts his head, rubbing at the dried spit on the side of his face, pads of his fingertips feeling sleep lines along his skin. He checked the time on his phone, noting that it was 9:45 am and he had to be into the office to finalize some paperwork for his engine. As soon as his body fully stretched and lifted from the bed, he could smell sautéed veggies and sausage. That smell made his stomach growl, and the throbbing in his head more painful.

He had a hangover and his mouth felt like cotton from all the drinking him and his friends did the other night. Erik’s body was too tired to clean anything so after the guys left he made his way toward his room. All Erik wanted to do before he filled his stomach with that good smelling food was brush his teeth and whizz. That’s what he gets for staying up in bed until 2 am talking on the phone with his beautiful distraction. Kimora made him go against his word of jerking off, something he’d grown so accustomed to since he first laid eyes on her. Speaking of jerking dicks and erections, his was at full attention and when that weapon was ready for work it was hard to calm himself down. The moment he laid eyes on the dent in his pants, was the moment he thought about their previous conversation over the phone.

I bet you like the tip of your dick sucked on the most. I could do that for you E.

What emotion do you feel most often?

What do you think the perfect kiss feels like? Do you like a lot of tongue or do you like slow soft kisses?

Her voice was so carefree and wild it drove him crazy.

On top of thinking about naughty girl Kimora, there was another brown beauty, t-shirt clad and barefoot cooking in his kitchen

After rinsing his mouth out with mouthwash and scrubbing his face with the African black soap he had gotten from a local all natural apothecary shop, Erik pulled a crisp white tee over his body and a pair of black sweats, because grey sweats wouldn’t do with the way his dick was swinging.

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“Aye.”

Cyprine looked up from her plate with a big sausage omelet, pausing between chewing.

“Morning! Oh, and I cleaned up too by the way, just so you know.” She was rather chipper.

“Pssh, I ain’t even mad at that no more you gon’ do what you wanna do anyway.” Erik noticed the repeated smile on her face.

“Something wrong, lil nigga?” Erik scanned the kitchen, whispering a ‘yes’ at the sight of extras. He had to have a cooked meal for breakfast every single morning and he was thankful of Cyprine crashing in his guest bedroom, too drunk to drive home, and Erik hated when she used to do that shit.

“No, why would it be something wrong and I’m all smiles, Erik?” With a perfectly arched brow, she took a sip of her apple juice, eyes never leaving his.

“Nah, it’s just...you look like you're blushing.”

“And if I am?” She sassed him, giving her usual bratty stare down that had Erik itching to reprimand.

“So it’s a secret then? Cool, you ain’t gotta tell me. Just remember that you’re the only one of my homies that know about Kimora.”

Cyprine couldn’t argue with that, it was definitely true but at the same time she just got a date with Lorenz, she didn’t want to jinx it.

“And I’m glad you told me about her.” Cyprine flashed her pageant worthy smile, focusing back on her food.

“Going into the shop?”

“No, that’s what I got new hires for when I’m busy with other shit.” Erik busied himself with fixing a plate, aware of Cyprine giving him a dirty look because of his smart response.

“So...what the fuck you doing then?”

“Going into the office for some final shit about my engine.”

“You putting one of those in my car, right?” Cyprine looked at Erik sternly, eyes tracking him up and down with a hand on her curvy hip.

“You got a whole new engine so no. Come back in about ten years.”

Flabbergasted, Cyprine’s bright wide eyes almost popped out of her sockets, “Ten years?!”

“Use to be around 8 but with the new and improved tech and service standards the average life expectancy is 200,000 miles or about 10 years.”

Erik always hit her ass with car facts, something she didn’t ask for in the slightest.

“Think of it as me looking out for you and saving your pockets.” Erik winked at her, laughing afterwards in that low pitch tone, almost boy next door-ish.

“Whatever, let me go, I got shit to do.” Cyprine forked the last bit of her omelet, hopping off the stool towards the dishwasher. Erik thought about one of his responsibilities that he agreed on when he saw Kaylin at Champs the other day.

“You know any good Thai food around here? I gotta buy some for the office today.”

Cyprine wipes her hands on a paper towel, “Yeah, try Pailin Thai Cuisine.” Cyprine tried for a winning shot of her balled up paper towel, missing the trash can completely and earning a thumbs down from Erik.

“You know better than to do that in front of me, no game having ass, now pick it up.”

Cyprine gives him the finger before walking to pick up her trash, bending over slightly. Erik had to blink twice, no...three times.

“Uhm…” he says without even realizing, his eyes trained to her hips and his dick knocking at the crotch of his sweats. Cyprine’s shapely round ass was visible to him, not the whole thing but enough to let Erik know that she had nothing on under that T-shirt.

She stared in confusion before something clicked in her brain, her hands reaching for the hem of the shirt with caution, turning away from Erik completely and stepping around the kitchen island.

They just shared an awkward glance, Cyprine searching Erik’s eyes, hoping he would crack a laugh or tease her, saying something along the lines of, you got an ashy ass butt. Nope, nothing at all like that, just unblinking eyes that she couldn’t quite discern.

“So this what we doing now?! Staring until we see who blinks first?!” Cyprine decided to make her exit quickly, unsure of how to react to this version of Erik Stevens.

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“Erik! Welcome back!”

Erik walks in, adjusting his black tie with a simple gold tie cufflink, black slacks, and polished Calvin Klein dress shoes on his feet. The gold Rolex on his right wrist reflected the sun coming from his office window, catching the eyes of Kaylin and making a rainbow on her glasses.

“Didn’t think you were really coming in!” Her light voice could have almost caught him in its web if it weren’t for the image of Cyprines ass in his head, and not to mention the text he got of Kimora’s tits as a good morning present.

“Morning, Kaylin.” He gives her a simple smile, unable to fight the fact that it came with dimples.

“Oh, there’s that money making smile I love,” she winks, giggling afterward with a bounce of her breasts. Erik knew exactly what she was doing. He just KNEW.

“Ever heard of Pailin Thai Cuisine?” Erik removed his gold rimmed reading glasses to wipe them with a simple Kleenex.

“Uh, yes. I eat there often on my lunch break.” Without even asking, Kaylin makes herself comfortable at Erik’s desk. He wanted to question her actions but decided against it since his mind was elsewhere. He could feel this nervous feeling in the pit of his gut, almost like butterflies except it drew heat. He wasn’t sure just yet if it was because of his undeniable attraction to Cyprine, and the thoughts of being with Kimora, but man was he conflicted. And here comes Kaylin, dressed in a nude pencil skirt that showed off the alluring curve of her ass and a pastel blue silk top that stretched over her chest almost ripping at the seams. These women were driving him crazy.

“Let the office know I’m ordering in, it’s a celebration.” Erik opened his desk drawer, pulling out a bottle of champagne.

“Golden Speed is taking off, Kaylin.” He smiles prideful and confident, his eyes on a fidgety Kaylin who couldn’t keep her legs still.

“You good?”

“Yes…” she forcefully smiles, bothered about getting up to walk away after making herself comfortable on the warm suede chair of his office. Turning to leave, Kaylin stopped directly in his doorway.

“Erik.”

The tone of her voice spoke as if she wanted to share something deep.

“Yes?” Erik looked at her over his gold rimmed glasses as he put them back on to study some files.

“Uhm...I just, you know…” she lets out a shaky breath that seemed to lack oxygen, did he really have that much of an affect?

“Kay, if this is about the conference in two days I got it, girl. Don’t worry your pretty self, go manage things.”

“E, I really gotta get this shit off my chest, otherwise it will bother me all day.”

“Close the door, Kaylin, if you need to talk.”

She does, slowly.

“I...you know there is a quiet room where employees can go to take naps and relax in this building, right?” Where was she going with this? Of course Erik knew about it, he’d been in there a few times in the early stages of starting his business when there were at least three meetings a day, each lasting about two hours.

Erik intertwined his fingers against the surface of the desk and scrunched his forehead, “Yeah, what about it?”

“Well, you see…” Kaylin looks down at her nude So Kate pumps in a patent leather, “I was wondering if we could take advantage of that.”

Erik swallows spit, almost coughing on it as some reached his windpipe instead. He puts a fist to his mouth to be more discreet.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is, I wanna fuck you.”

Oh boy. He reached to pull at his collar, because the buttons there felt like he was choking.

Erik kept his cool, and kept his gaze on her. He could see her caramel skin heat up, nipples hardened, her voluptuous lips lined brown shining with gloss.

“It’s been that way for me. I just want you inside me.”

She lifts the small key to the quiet room, “C’mon. I know you want to. A single man such as yourself…”

Erik didn’t know he read single man. Sure, it was true, but he wouldn’t have guessed he gave off that vibe.

Kaylin toyed with the first button of her top, looking towards him with a pleading look and a swing of the small gold key.

“There’s no denying that you are very beautiful. And yeah, it’s tempting  but I don’t think we should. I’m sure it would be real good, but Kaylin…” Erik trails off.

“I get it! professionalism is most important….” she was saddened, and Erik didn’t want to make her sad, but NO, he didn’t want to fuck Kaylin and complicate things.

“But...can you reconsider?” She was talking to him like she was trying to make him a business offer.

“Sorry, love.” He smiles, trying to lighten the mood which ended up with her smiling faintly. She looked defeated, but her eyes still told him she wasn’t gonna give up so easily.

“Whatever woman has your interest is a lucky one. What I would give to be at your command.”

His hands slightly shook; Erik had to busy himself with moving. Erik adjusted the cup of pens he had, the wireless mouse for his MacBook, his tie, and even the blazer he wore. He prayed that she would leave so he could breath and fight through the temptation. It was difficult to fight off his erection when he normally would have fucked her crazy. Damn, this was the third erection of the day and it hadn’t even started. Finally, the caramel beauty made her exit, closing the door with a soft click.

Throughout the rest of the day, Erik watched from his desk as the office played music and drank champagne. Half empty containers of thai food littered every desk surface. He enjoyed the sights from the open blinds of his office, his own food half eaten and instead of champagne, he had the bottle of Hennessy Cyprine gave him in his briefcase.

A pair of light brown eyes kept a close watch on him from her own cubicle that resides directly in front of his, sipping her champagne, folding and unfolding her legs seductively. Erik noticed she had nothing on under her skirt, just bare shaved pussy lips.

She was still targeting him, even after he turned down her advances, clearly Kaylin didn’t like to be told no.

It was creamy too, all rosy pink on the inside and fat as a bitch. How was it that no one noticed her little show but him?

She turned her chair completely towards his glass window, hiking up one smooth leg and spreading her pussy lips to show him the real mess she had.

“Please? Come taste me.” She mouthed to him.

Erik peeled his eyes away from her exposed slit, tapping his foot. He tried settling for reading emails.

“To Erik Stevens in regards to your interview prep questions…” his eyes looked back at her, failing him, watching her rub her clit and place that same finger into her mouth.

Fuck. He was extremely turned on.

Erik tried another tactic to get rid of the distraction, closing his blinds and blocking the view for good. He lifted from his seat walking to the window, giving her one final look, watching her tease him with a smile and a scorching look in her eyes before closing the blinds, letting out a shaky breath. His phone buzzed in his pocket, Thank GOD.

It was a call from his Oakland Auto Shop.

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“You, Cyprine, are one beautiful goddess.”

The extremely low cleavage, high slit evening dress in an eye piercing white hugged her luscious curves tightly, wasting no time with letting everyone around her know she was the shit, and her body was the shit.

She wore her long curly 4A hair in an effortless bush that framed her beautiful face. Gold Cartier bracelets decorated her wrist, with simple round cut diamond stud earrings with 14k yellow gold.

Lorenz wore a pair of Ralph Lauren navy blue slacks with a black belt, a cream colored dress shirt that hugged his able-bodied frame and a new model yellow gold and diamonds Rolex on his right wrist, and polished Saint Laurent dress shoes on his feet.

Cyprine couldn’t help but to blush at those words, he could keep saying things like that all night and he just might get lucky.

“I’m impressed as well, Lorenz. You look amazing.”

Lorenz gave her a soft smile with his high cheekbones.

“I figured you would like the look, I wore it especially for you.”

Cyprine bit her lip slightly, playing with a strand of curly hair with her eyes focused on the five star restaurant he was taking her to. Supposedly, a friend recommended it to him, so it would be his first time trying as well. There was valet, so Lorenz handed one of them the keys to his McLadden and proceeded to escort Cyprine into the romantic eating establishment settled on Melrose Ave.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you the reservation list is so full, the only dates available are around thanksgiving.” He chuckles in a snarky manner.

“So, how did you snag a reservation then?”

“Chef Michael Cimarusti is a friend of the friend who recommended me, he catered her wedding.”

Approaching the hostess station, Lorenz and Cyprine were greeted with a Paris Hilton look alike that moved and spoke like she was the talk of Hollywood.

“Hi, I’m Blair, welcome to Providence, the innovative seafood destination in a tranquil setting, can I have a name for a reservation, please?”

“Lorenz Allen, friend of Michael.”

The look in Blair’s eyes showed scrutiny, but nonetheless, she looked anyway. Cyprine rolled her eyes at the stereotypical reaction white people give about black people being able to afford to eat at places like this.

“Aha! I see, the Chef personally made a notation about you, why don’t you follow me this way. Would you like to eat out in the garden or inside with candle light?”

Cyprine loved the idea of sitting in a garden to eat dinner, it was romantic.

“ The garden would-“

“We’ll take the inside table with the candle light.”

Cyprines lips snapped shut in an instant, her head turning towards Lorenz, visibly confused at his sudden outburst and clear disapproval of wanting to eat in the garden.

“You don’t like gardens?”

“You see these shoes, right? Not cheap, ran me 730 dollars. Ain’t no fertilizer messing these shoes up.”

Cyprine blinked at him like he was speaking insanely, deciding not to speak on that.

“Okay, right this way.” Following Blair, Lorenz brings a single arm around Cyprines waist to lead her along the way, giving her a heart fluttering smile, causing her to return the same.

Finally seated, Cyprine takes in the atmosphere of the upscale eatery, impressed so far by the interior design and the smells that made her mouth water. The toasted vanilla votive candles give light to the seductively dim restaurant, tables draped in ivory colored tablecloths, some decorated with candles and others with an assortment of roses. Lorenz ordered a bottle of aged red wine, the oldest bottle they had. Cyprine wanted to object, but Blair had already gone away.

“I’m not really a fan of red wine, they don’t have any Moscato wine, sangrias?”

“Cyprine, gorgeous, why not be open minded? You’ll be surprised, you may enjoy it.”

She laughs lightly, “I doubt that. Do you think they may have Hennessy?”

Lorenz doesn’t respond with words, only a single brow lift and a look of disapproval.

“You didn’t peg me as a Henny drinker. Let me guess, you twerk any and everywhere too?”

What a change of energy.

“What’s wrong with that?! It’s all in good fun, Lorenz. You can’t sit here and tell me you don’t have fun.”

“I’m more of a yacht club kind of guy, sitting with old valedictorian friends, reminiscing on college days, smoking cigars.” Cyprine knew Lorenz had expensive friends, but she didn’t think he was one of those uptight types. That threw her for a complete loop, she didn’t get that vibe  from him at all. Now she was unsure of how this night would play out. A young Asian guy who looked to be in his early twenties approaches their table with a perfect posture and a faint smile.

“I am Ethan, I will be your waiter this evening. Here is the red wine you requested Sir, the oldest we had dates back to 1977.” Cyprine felt herself cringe.

“I’m sorry, Ethan, is there a way I could get a glass of white wine instead?”

Ethan smiles, “yes, of course, I will bring a bottle to the table for you.” As Ethan makes his exit, Lorenz chimes in.

“Why’d you do that?” He seemed annoyed.

“Look, you’re taking me on a date, right? So, I would think that means being a gentleman and wanting to understand my likes and dislikes.” The bitter tone in her words didn’t go unnoticed, and neither did a new wave of irritation coming off Lorenz. Had Cyprine been wrong about accepting this date? Clearly it seemed looks weren’t enough.

“Let me look over this menu.” Lorenz decided not to give his opinion on her words, and Cyprine thought it best he didn’t. As Lorenz looked over the prices, Cyprine sipped her white wine, studying his face. The handsome features contorted with distaste.

“These prices are ridiculously high.” Lorenz closes the menu, Cyprines eyes growing a fraction.

“I’ll order us the broiled Caviar with shrimp cocktail.”

Cyprine didn’t speak, she just drank her wine and filled the glass whenever it was half full. Whatever white wine it was, she could feel an instant buzz already and it put her in a better disposition.

“What was it like growing up in LA, Lorenz?” She figured small talk would lighten the mood.

“I grew up in Arizona, I’m an Army brat.”

“Wow, how was that? Moving from place to place and what not.”

“Okay I guess. Had to deal with it, no other choice when you had to do what your parents wanted you to do.” Cyprine could agree with that.

“For me, I grew up here in Cali. My childhood was fairly great, both of my parents raised me, participated in a lot of extra curricular activities like dance, Taekwondo. I enjoyed my school days too, hanging with my girls, getting into shit.”

Lorenz gave a hum of approval, but no feedback so the topic went dry. They both sat in silence until Ethan came, Lorenz ordering the appetizers. Pouring another glass of wine, she was already tipsy, but the wine was so good.

“How many glasses have you had?” Lorenz asks with a raised brow.

“Honestly, I couldn’t tell you.” Cyprine giggles.

Lorenz scanned the restaurant, noticing eyes on them.

“Hey, maybe you should lay off a little. I don’t need for these people to worry about what’s going on over here.”

Cyprine wasn’t drunk, she could hear the disapproval in his tone.

“Oh, and I ordered you the Santa Barbara Spot Prawn, it’s in my price range and I think you may like it.”

“Excuse me? I wanted to try the wild thai shrimp with salmon.”

“Cyprine, bare with me.” Lorenz puts up a hand to her, and Cyprine didn’t take too well to that shit at all.

“Lorenz, I don’t do all the disrespect. Don’t raise your hand to silence me like a child I’m a grown ass women.”

He chuckles, clearly unfazed.

“If you so grown, then why do I have to tell you to put the glass down? You're drinking like a fish and it’s not appealing.”

She felt like she’d been slapped in the face.

“You are really showing your true colors tonight,” Cyprine adds more wine to her glass, laughing to calm her nerves.

“What true colors, Cyprine? Enlighten me.” He spoke low and discreet as to not draw attention.

“You’re cheap, but yet you bring me to a five star restaurant and talk about yacht clubs and fancy college friends clearly to impress me. You don’t let me speak or think for myself, you just assume shit about me when you don’t even know me. Speaking of knowing me, you don’t care to do that either. And let’s not forget the drinking, if I wanna take this bottle to the head I will, I don’t give a fuck what these white people think, I know who I am.” She downs the drink, licking at her lips.

“I mean, is this even a date or do you just expect me to go back to your expensive place and have sex with you?”

Lorenz folds his arms over his broad chest, giving her a look that could only be shared if two individuals were on the same page.

“Isn’t that what this is? You hardly ever spoke to me, just looked at me like fresh meat. And you knew the way I looked at you, Cyprine. Did I expect sex after this, yes. Am I proven wrong, obviously.” Lorenz leans in closer, those eyes she once saw as dreamy were now nothing but pits of tarnished mud.

“Sorry, babygirl, But I think I should make my exit. I can’t stand a black woman with an attitude and no table manners.”  A beat and a breath passed between them and then the entire glass of his chosen aged red wine was spilled, covering his entire chest and staining that fresh cream colored shirt he wore. He was shell shocked, eyes wide and unbelieving that she actually poured a drink on him. The gasps and comments could be heard faintly, but Cyprine didn’t care. Lifting her own glass to her full perfectly glossed lips with a look of aloof mischief in her sparkling eyes.

“I’m sorry babe. My hand just slipped. I hope that outfit wasn't expensive.”

“You know, I feel sorry for the next man. You are truly a piece of work Cyprine, now you’re about to eat alone.”

“Oh good I can order the shrimp and salmon.”

He lifts up angrily from his chair, wiping his face with his white napkin, storming past her with the faint sound of ‘bitch’ escaping his mouth.

Cyprine could feel the embarrassment creeping up on her, but no, she wasn’t gonna give these people the satisfaction of seeing her down.

“Well, there goes another failed attempt down the drain.” Cyprine laughs to herself, motioning for an apprehensive Ethan to come over to her table and get her another round of drinks and new order of food, she had the money to spend on it.

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KNOCK KNOCK

So much for his personal smoking session. He had just gotten finished eating some homemade pho, and currently he was seated in his living room, on the couch facing the LA cityscape. His laptop was untouched for the past hour, even though he told himself he would send out emails to the board of his company about the conference they had to do. It was A LOT OF PRESSURE for him, spotlights, press, presentations. Erik strained his ears, hearing small whimpers from outside of his door. He recognized those whimpers, but why the fuck is she here around almost 12am?

Cyprine.

“What the fuck?” Erik mouths to himself, he had on no shirt and just a pair of royal blue basketball shorts, black nike socks, and his signature gold chain with his father's ring around his neck. The closer he approached the foyer, the louder her complaints became.

“ERIK!!!! Pleassssseeee open the fucking door! I’m PISSED OFF!”Her words slurred a little, and from that point Erik knew she drove all the way to his place drunk out of her mind. He fumbled with the locks, finally getting it open and with quick reflexes, catching Cyprines falling body into his arms.

“What the hell?! What the fuck are you doing drunk driving Cyprine?!” Her body was almost like dead weight on him, her white dress sliding from her shoulders, feet unsteady, and eyes hazy.

“CYPRINE!” Erik shakes her a little, causing her to open her eyes wider at his elevated tone.

“Hello?!! Can’t fucking hear?!” He was pissed.

“I’m sorry I went alittle heavy on the liquor.”

“ALITTLE?!”

“Aye nigga stop yelling. Gon bust my eardrums. So this nigga did me foul! He fucking left me at the dinner table ALONE E! Fucking alone!” She punched at the wall, leaning against it as she walked further into his apartment. Erik follows, eyes piercing.

“I thought it would be a good idea to go out with a nice man, get wined and dined. Maybe get some dick you know?!” She bends down languidly to peel off her strappy red bottomed heels, fingers fumbling with the simple buckles and kicking them off. Rising from her bent position, she put her hands up with an exasperated puff of air.

“I need another fucking drink.”

“No the fuck you don’t!  You need water. And what you mean left you at the table? You went on a date or some shit?”

She simply nods her head, eyelids fluttering slowly.

“...wasn’t gonna tell me you and Tre-“

She groans, hands over her face.

“Not with Tre! With this cheap ass nigga name Lorenz!”

Erik strokes his chin hair, slowly settling down on the couch across from her.

“Lorenz? Lorenz what?”

“Lorenz Allen. A bitch ass nigga.”

Erik pinches the bridge of his nose, taking meditating breaths.

“I could have warned you about him girl if you would have told me what the fuck was going on!”

Cyprine looked over at Erik from her drunk stupor,

“What you mean?!”

“I MEAN, that nigga is lame. He ain’t the one to fuck wit, C, I know him through some people, nigga is straight trash.”

Cyprine pouts, hugging a pillow, “doesn’t do me good now, Erik!”

“I told you about Kimora! How I felt and shit and you couldn’t tell me this?! Why the fuck not?”

Her voice cracked with anger, “I wanted to see if this would work out before I did that! And now I’m glad I didn’t do that, I would be even MORE messed up.”

Erik shakes his head, eyes dangerously low and angry.

“Still don’t give you the right to keep that shit from me.”

“Damn nigga chill out! I don’t owe you shit.” She whines.

“Shut the fuck up. You out here drinking and fucking driving-“

“I didn’t drive, I got an Uber over.”

Erik could have yanked her up. He practically hollered at this chick for her to tell him that?

“So, you mean to tell me...you got a ride, and made me think you were out here cruising drunk?”

Cyprine rolls her eyes, “You the silly ass nigga that assumed. But you not my daddy! I can do what the hell I want so why does it matter?”

Erik wasn’t having that, the glare he sent her was shuttering.

“You better watch that little mouth. Why don’t you take your ass somewhere and get some sleep,” as soon as he stood up, she followed.

“No,” folding her arms, Cyprine battles with Erik, keeping eye contact.

“No? See...” Erik steps closer, looking down at her.

“Cyprine, I ain’t got time for your bratty ass. I don’t wanna have to put you in your place, you already fucked up my quiet.”

“You and your quiet will be alright nigga.”

It has to be the alcohol talking, the way she challenged him with those eyes and that stance. She looked flustered and sexy and Erik felt like he was fighting to keep it together.

“I’ll make my way to that fucking basement. I need another drink to ease my mind and cleanse my soul of bumb nigga energy.” Before she could walk away, Erik had her arm in his firm grip, pulling back against him with so much force it damn near knocked the glass coffee table down.

The rush he felt from that had his mind swirling. All the hugs he received from Cyprine was nothing compared to the way her body was pressed against his, dress half way off her chocolate frame, eyes glossy. He was turned on so heavy, there wasn’t a damn thing that could ruin this mood, not even that fucking weed he was just smoking.

“E...let go.” She spoke through clenched teeth.

Cyprines eyes fluttered, conflict within her orbs.

“I came here for support and all you tryna do is act like my damn daddy!”

What the hell was going on? That primal look in his eyes was all too familiar in men. Was it…

“When I tell you to do something, what you do?” He spoke softer. She didn’t respond, and she didn’t want to.

“Cyprine...I said,” his hand came to her hip, she couldn’t breathe anymore, fuck being drunk she needed oxygen to fill her lungs.

“What you do?”

She swallows spit, “do it.”

Those two words, the energy it took to SPEAK them. The blaze behind them, the force that it placed on her aching body. Her pussy throbbed, her legs quaked, her breathing was uneven, she felt like she was undergoing vertigo.

“Good girl, now, is that hard, babygirl?”

“What happened to calling me lil nigga?”

He laughs, “you don’t get to be called lil nigga right now with the way you acting.”

Erik was definitely inviting her into this confusing game. She wasn’t sure where to go, her head pounded and her limbs felt like cement blocks were holding them in place.

“Now, I’m putting you in the bath and then you laying that ass down.”

“A bath?!” She gave him a wide eyed look of shock, Erik’s expression so passive and unfazed. Erik pulls Cyprine by her arm and up the steps; silent and nerve wracking. She wanted him to say ‘gotcha’ anything, it gave her butterflies.

“Listen, nigga, I can take it from here-Ahhh!” She felt his hand come down on her ass and it went straight to her pussy. Wasn’t no way she would speak after that, what in the hell came over this man, the very man who just 24 hours ago treated her like one of the homies. Erik gave her a look that dared her to talk, and she didn’t. The trip to the bathroom was quick, Erik sitting her on the toilet while he set up the bath. She wanted to say something ANYTHING to him, but he was in the zone.

“What you doin? You can’t take a bath with clothes on can you?”

“E…”

“What? Am I right or wrong, girl?”

Cyprine looked from her dress to him. Her stomach felt queasy, her heart damn near left her chest. His scent made her nose burn every time she inhaled and his unrelenting eyes had a powerful hold on her. She noticed the bulge in his shorts, and clearly as visible as it was he knew she would notice. Cyprine was a little hesitant in front of him because she didn’t know what to expect from Erik.

“The longer you sit there, the colder this water is gonna be.”

She began undressing, her eyes focused on him, waiting for the April fools, but nothing came...well, except for the deep grunt he made from watching her strip naked. She was mind blown, felt like a rocket had been set off in her head. She wanted an explanation, and she wanted it FAST.

“Now, come on and get in this tub before I beat yo ass.”

Without any resistance, the naked woman gently eased herself into the deliciously hot water. It felt so good when she sat down that she almost groaned. Erik proceeded to get down on his knees and reached under the sink, pulling out a pack of the makeup remover wipes she usually buys that she didn't remember ever leaving there. It was clearly a brand new pack that had never been open cause he used some force to get it open before pulling a fresh piece to gently wipe off the makeup on her face. It took two wipes to get her down to a bare face and then he took her hair in hand, separated it into two sections, combing through with his fingers as much as he could without hurting her and braided them into pigtails. She didn't even know he could do that. He grabbed a clean white hand towel and wiped Cyprine’s face again to get it completely  clean and followed with a baby blue loofah and some lavender castile soap to wash her body. Once he was satisfied, he let out the water and wrapped her petite frame in a fluffy towel. He took her hand in his, helping her out of the tub and patted down the water on her skin. He massaged some african shea butter into her skin while she stood in front of him. After she was moisturized, he carried her bridal style, cradled against his pebbled chest and gently sat her down at the foot of the plush bed.

“Stay here lil one. Ima go get you something to sleep in and warm ya feet.”

With that, he popped out the room leaving Cyprine to fidget about on the black velvet king sized bed. She felt hot all over and the more she sat, the more the anticipation escalated. Cyprine was practically exposed sitting on the bed within his guest bedroom. Hell, she could sleep naked from how horny she felt, fuck clothes.  After all of this that transpired so damn quickly, would Erik want to do more? Would he slip in between the black bamboo Lyocell bedding that has a silky smooth and feathery soft texture? Would he wake her up from her slumber with his hand between her legs, fingering her to climax while she bucked her hips? Does he prefer to keep the lights off? Only hearing his breathing and her pussy sucking his fingers in and out of her like a vacuum.

Cyprine should have known.

A man who’d been without sex for five months straight, constantly horny, blue balls often, a build up of nasty thoughts that he wanted to reenact in his own bed. As if feeling his eyes on her, Cyprine lifts her head towards the doorway, watching as his henched frame glowed from the small lamp light on the nightstand. Cyprine’s eyes watched in a different way this time and she remained quiet too, waiting to see what would happen next, this game was exciting.

“I hope you don’t mind this old Navy training T-shirt, it’s a little faded. And here’s some socks too to keep your pretty feet warm.”

She responded in a softly spoken tone, “it’s fine, E, I’m just sleeping.”

He chuckles before that smoky voice lulled her, “Aight, little one.”

Erik walks toward her, finally reaching her personal space and kneeling down in front of her, meeting her eye level. With steady and skillful hands, eyes on her like what resided from her shoulders down wasn’t completely exposed. She could smell the shea on her skin, and she could feel her nipples grown and stiffen. Erik gathered the shirt, placing it over her head.

“Put your arms through.”

She lifts her arms through the sleeves, the smell of his fresh shirt soothing her. It had a smell of old cologne and fabric softener. As if teasing her, Erik lowers the shirt down, his eyes never leaving hers until the shirt settled at the top of her thighs like a dress.

“Lay back.” She did, until her weight rested on her elbows.

“Give me your feet.”

Her smooth pretty feet stretched out in front of him and one by one Erik placed the socks on her feet while staring at her toes longingly. Oh she liked that, she liked that he was mesmerized by her pretty toes. Erik lifts from the floor, crawling onto the bed, before settling next to her. Cyprine felt herself exhale as she watched him watch her.

“Since your settled in bed, Cyprine, let me tell yo ass once. You too good to set yourself up like that. Fuck niggas don’t deserve your time, believe me, I know a lot of fuck niggas and Lorenz is one of them.”

She could have melted in his arms, she didn’t know how she could do it for so long, be around him and not be swept off her feet. He was definitely a charmer.

“Aye, look at me while I’m talking to you, not my lips.”

With a honeyed voice, she says, “but your lips are moving, which means your talking, right?” Cyprine was being sassy.

Erik shifted on the bed, pausing for effect.

“I need eye contact.” He spoke in a gruff tone.

He looked her up and down, smiling at her, “You cute, but save that little voice you talking wit,”

“Why?” Cyprine wanted to push him, see how far he would go. They came all this way might as well see.

“Don’t worry about all that,” Erik hooks his hands under her arms, pulling her up and onto one of the silk pillows, pulling the bedding out for her to slip in. With a smooth, slow kiss to the forehead, Erik lifts from the bed, walking away like he always did on those regular nights when Cyprine was drunk or all too tired to walk on her own two feet.

Walking out that room was a challenge, his stiff dick resting against his thigh from the thin material of his shorts and he could also feel the precum stain his thigh. Erik needed to meditate, take another shower maybe and sit on his shower chair; just think. That interaction was all it took, he needed his dick sucked and fucked on right now, it’s been too damn long. Erik turned, hand on her door knob, ready to risk it all and get what he so desperately needed, maybe even doing her a favor; non accidentally.

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