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Spy x Family Season 2 Spoiler-Filled Review

Spy x Family is an action spy comedy based on Tatsuya Endo’s manga. It is directed and written by Takahiro Harada. The first season aired in two cours / parts from April to December 2022. Kazuhiro Furuhashi directed and wrote that season. Wit Studio and CloverWorks produce this series. The latter studio is known for Akebi’s Sailor Uniform, My Dress-Up Darling, In the Heart of Kunoichi Tsubaki,…

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Travels- Dominos chpt.6

Return to File - GI File - TR File - SW File - BSD File

Recovery date: March 28th, 2023

Description: Aether and Lumine take a commission in the Chasm and twelve years later Hinata Tachibana dies as a result of the unchecked activities of the Tokyo Manji gang— all it takes is one domino to tip and the world order will collapse. With three parties unknowingly playing hide and seek with the devil, can the scales be tipped by Takemichi and friends?

Notes: While the entry is corrupted I lost steam there are still partial records, and therefore the entry may yet be recovered. I found part of chapter seven, so I might be able to write more if not finish it

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6

Word count: 750

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“Atsushi-kun, are you alright?” Kunikida asked, coming up beside the young man.

“Huh,” Atsushi startled, his chin slipping off his palm and nearly hitting the rail, “oh, yes, I’m alright. Why do you ask?”

“Kyouka-chan noticed you’ve been rather spaced out since we arrived at the docks.”

“Really?”

“You walked into a sign post—” Atsushi squealed, not noticing Kyouka had come up behind him from the upper deck, “and apologized to it.”

“Kyouka-chan! Don’t do that, please.” She nodded, but Atsushi knew that it wasn’t really something she did on purpose. “But, I guess I have been a little out of it,” he laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. Kunikida and Kyouka made no move to change the subject and waited for him to continue. “It’s just, the last time we took a job outside of Yokohama all of Kanto was evaporated.”

Kyouka hopped up onto the rail, facing in towards the ship and letting her legs sway with her remaining momentum, while Kunikda leaned forward and looked off into the distance. Caught between them, Atsushi turned to look out into the water with Kunikida. The idealist looked lost in thought, and Kyouka looked like she had moved on from the topic all together— now playing with the charm on her phone and watching the crew behind them.

For a moment Atsushi felt calmer, the smell of salt and the sharp sea breeze catching his attention, like telling someone his worries had eased his stress.

“Well at least this time we know about the proverbial bomb.”

Kunikda, Atsushi, and Kyouka leaned over the rail.

“Hello!” Dazai waved from where he was leaning out of a porthole on the lower deck.

“Dazai-san,” Kyouka asked, “why are you halfway out of the porthole?”

“Ah, I was trying to slip out and got stuck. Could you please push me out?”

“One day,” Kunikida grumbled, turning round and heading towards the stairs that lead below deck. “Just one day without his tomfoolery.”

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Takemichi laughed as Karl once again hit Chifuyu in the face with his tail as Poe chased him around the deck, Mikey right behind him, trying to retrieve the cookie he’d stolen. The raccoon was faster, however, and scampered up the roof to sit on the antenna platform and eat his snack in peace. Draken let out a tired sigh, slinging his arm around Mikey’s front and dragging him back into the cabin before he could try and fight the rodent. Poe followed close behind, apologizing profusely and saying Karl normally wasn’t like that— not that Mikey was listening, too busy struggling against Draken and making a fuss.

“Think we’ll have time for some sightseeing?” Emma asked, picking the leaves off a strawberry.

“Probably, I mean we just need to talk to the armed detective agency, right?”

“But we can’t just walk up to them and say, 'hey we know how the world is going to end, listen to us,’ can we?” Hina asked, looking up at them with her arms folded in a pillow under her chin.

“Do we even know what they look like?” A loud, muffled voice asked.

Chifuyu and Emma turned to find that Mikey and Draken had come back out; Mikey had his face stuffed. He swallowed before taking another bite of the pastry in his hand and leaning against Emma’s chair.

Everyone turned to Takemichi with raised brows.

He tensed, looking around awkwardly, avoiding eye contact.

“Takemichy?” Draken pushed.

“Naoto and I couldn’t find any record of which members were there.”

“I vote we demote Takemichi as leader of this operation,” Hina huffed.

“Agreed.”

“Wha- Do you have a better plan?!”

As the group descended into argument, Poe took a peek out of the cabin; Karl had returned to his shoulder. He watched them quietly for a moment before slipping back in and taking a  seat on the couch, leaning on his knees and resting his face in his hands.

“Karlll,” the raccoon jumped from his shoulder to the table in front of him, “I know Ranpo-kun said not to say anything but they’re going to kill each other before we get to Liyue.”

Karl chittered.

“But I’m sure Ranpo-kun has a plan and I can’t be the reason it goes wrong!”

Karl tilted his head and chittered again.

“He-he wouldn’t do that, would he? Why not just tell me to tell them!”

With a look of disappointment on his face, Karl chittered in response.

“Oh… that does sound like something he would do.”

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Queen's pet corgis and pony watch funeral procession, expert says dogs will feel her loss

Queen’s pet corgis and pony watch funeral procession, expert says dogs will feel her loss

Queen Elizabeth II, who passed on 8 September, left two corgis Muick and Sandy, who attended her funeral procession last week. Along with her beloved Corgis, the Queen left many other pets including ponies and horses. The Queen’s black pony Emma watched the monarch’s funeral procession pass by in the grounds of Windsor Castle, where she was held on a lead by a groomsman, according to Reuters. The…

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em's masterlist/guidelines

fluff - 𐙚 || smut - ♱ || angst - ✾

➳ Daryl Dixon

one-shots: sins and honey flavored sweetness 𐙚 ♱ ✾ heartsease 𐙚 ♱ a summer wasting 𐙚 midnight refreshments 𐙚 a new years surprise 𐙚 ♱ lazy mornings 𐙚 stay with me 𐙚 ✾ too sweet ♱

drabbles: taste me ♱ head w/ daryl 𐙚♱ daryl’s uncut ♱ s4 daryl 𐙚 ♱ ✾

cannock chase 𐙚

➳ Scud Frohmeyer

one-shots: take me however you want too ♱

drabbles: cockwarming w/ scud ♱ scuds a slut (canonically) ♱

➳ My Edits

normy's bday dhl burn, burn, burn new bottega

please send requests!

About Me!

em | 20 | gemini

hi everyone! this is so long awaited (i’m legit so lazy) but finally i have a masterlist/about me!

╰─▸ my names emma, i’m obviously in love w daryl dixon/norman reedus. i love to write and make edits — u guys should totally follow my tiktok account @mrsemmadixon or otherwise known as scudslut;)

i met norman jdkskajajs at the nyc comic con 2023, he signed the back of my phone case, i’ll actually die on a fucking hill. yes, he’s just as godly in person.

in my day to day life i work with animals 10 hours a day, they are my main passion aside from writing and whatnot, so if i post a photo of a really cute dog i met, that’s why lmao.

i have 2 cats right now, my baby lily i got last year and sophie who i’ve had since i was a kid. typically we rescue all our animals!

i deal with extreme anxiety and depression from a major accident that happened in my life a few years ago (so if i don’t respond or have trouble posting sometimes… that’s why and i really hope everyone understands.)

I love, love, love music. I play the piano and guitar, probably not very good but who cares. some of my all time favorite artists are.. and here we go on a rampage... deftones, cigsaftersex, wheezer, nirvana, mac, frank, lana, djo, catpower, the vines, dinosaur jr, 21 sav, labi siffre, the kills, tom odell, basement, strokes, velvet underground, kendrick, norah jones, red hot chilies, the smiths, billy idol, the cure, no vacation, mazzy star, fleetwood, empire of the sun, pinegrove, otis redding, neil young, etta james, summer walker, motley crue, guns'n'roses, foo fighters, biggie, shady, drake, nelly, jay-z, $uici$ide boys, gucci, trippie... and so much more, my music taste is actually bipolar.

on that note, i actually have a playlist for daryl + norman (music he reposts/i think he’d like) lmk if u want me so share them.

i’m canadian

my parents are both extreme alcoholics, so i suffer from a multitude of childhood traumas as well as current ones. we love it here!:) but id like to think i relate to daryl in some sense, if its the only comfort i get from it.

i could live off of pasta, watermelon and coffee alone

i spend my time either at my job, reading, writing, editing or spending time with some close friends.

and that’s pretty much me!:)

please feel free to ask me questions or request fics, i will absolutely love to do them! (as long as they follow guidelines) if your unsure, just message me to clarify! i won’t ever leave u on read, i promise!

My Guidelines:

absolutely no rape/SA/even slight connotations of it.

no incest.

hitting, slapping, or any extreme violence during play, is a no. (daryl loves to smack your ass when he hits it from the back… that’s okay… but he would. not. hit you.)

age play - i will dabble in this but nothing major where reader is barely an adult. the most i’ll do is early/mid 20’s and daryl is his canon age.

oh yes, and i will write for all norman reedus characters! if you want someone else, messsage/ask me!

gifs/dividers from @cafekitsune

© scudslut - all works are my own. please do not steal, copy, translate or modify any of my work!

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Since the topic of body hcs and body hair hcs overall...may I ask what do you think survivors smell like? I've seen some people differ and I just wanna know your thoughts ;w;

Also, we've gotta be honest. They *will* stink at times, specially after matches. But hey that's only but natural so *shrugs*.

They definitely smell more distinct than I think we'd be used to in general, yeah. And I DON'T think most of them smell unique enough to say how they're different from others, specifically, but there are a few things to consider, if we're looking at it a little more realistically:

More regular cleanliness was becoming normal in the 1800s, when most of the survivors were from, but the actual frequency of bathing varied by class and career. Showering daily still was not common until the 1900s, though. Even without any concerns about water supply in the manor, I would imagine most of them average a full clean-up maybe twice a week? A little more for those who get into actual filth on their days off. (looking at Emma, since she digs in the dirt and spend a lot of time outside.)

Deodorent was not invented until 1888, and didn't become popular until the 1930s or so. And most early deodorents didn't come with much in the way of additional scents, rather they just killed bacteria that caused excess body odors. Most of the people in the manor would not have used this, except perhaps the latest arrivals like Frederick and Alice. Instead, before deodorant, people took steps like shaving their underarms to prevent more sweat and bad scents, and used products like perfume and talcum powder to freshen up and get rid of odors.

Fancier soaps were around in the 1800s, but were used sparingly and economically. The lower class especially would have made their own ashen lye soap to bathe and wash their clothes. (Which, if you've never smelled unscented lye soap, is not pleasant to the nose imo. It's a bit of a pungent chemical smell, mixed with the scent of whatever the soap base was, which was usually lard and olive oil.) More expensive soaps could have been made from things like almond oil, coconut oil, or goat's milk, plus herbs or extracts for something much better smelling.

There's not a ton of hard labor to do in the manor, which would keep some people from working up so much of a sweat, but there's not likely an AC there. On the plus side, I don't imagine there's too much weather fluctuation in the manor for the sake of keeping the passage of time as confusing as possible, which also means it's not getting too hot. Most of the temperature changes you experience would be on the maps. I also don't think a lot of the Hunters would sweat! Any of those who have been dead and were brought back probably don't perspire anymore, though they may have the slightest hint of something off about them.

In short...yeah there's definitely more BO than we're used to in most modern settings. Most of the people in the manor are going to smell pretty natural--which won't always be offensive to the nose, mind you, since they say the smell of someone who's right for you will smell GOOD--plus some talcum/baby power or perfume scents to 'soften the blow' a bit. (Though it wasn't really in fashion to DROWN yourself in perfume by most of these peoples' time, so I think only a few people might lay it on too thick. Mary or Vera, for instance.)

And some people probably maintain very small scent hints about their professions or lives before the manor, just to distinguish them up close. Luchino has a touch of carbolic acid on his clothes, from sterilizing tools in the lab. Norton still smells of coal and minerals, just a touch. Victor smells a bit like sun-heated dog due to walking around outside all day with Wick, and Ithaqua like snowy pine trees from his years wandering and guarding winter woods. You get the idea.

I won't say who I think smells the worst or the best because that;s just too subjective--especially since I've revealed I don't like the smell of lye which is probably what most of them would have used LOL. But I'm definitely not one to say 'let's fully suspend our disbelief and say Naib smells freshly showered and uses Old Spice 😜'.

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Puppy Love

Captain Syverson x OFC Emma Miller Part 18

Summary: Austin Syverson has returned to Texas after retiring from the military and starts his own contracting business. Syverson is used to being alone and thinks he prefers it that way. While at work he stumbles upon an injured and abused puppy. When he meets the new veterinarian in town, Emma Miller, he is immediately smitten with her. It turns out Emma has some baggage of her own. Will they be able to make it work? Or is it just a case of fleeting puppy love?

Pairing: Henry Cavill as Captain Austin Syverson x OFC Emma Miller 

Warnings: FLUFFY LOVE!!! MAJOR SMUT, Sex outdoors, public sex, fingering, squirting, P in V intercourse, innuendos, language, romantic love making.

MINORS DNI! Must be 18+

I do not authorize any copying/pasting, stealing of my work, or using my words as your own. 

This story is not beta’d. All mistakes are my own.

A/N: I am an imperfect person who makes mistakes. All that I ask is to please be kind and if you enjoy it then please comment and REPOST! I appreciate any love, comments, and reposts more than you could know. Thank you for reading!

Part 17

As usual, I wake up well before any alarm I’ve set has the opportunity to start ringing but today I lay in bed. I’m keyed up, feeling similar to how I did in the army before a big mission. I hate that her side of the bed is empty, but Emma’s mother insisted that we sleep separately the night before our wedding. All of the women were at the hotel together, so I couldn’t even sneak in as she was sharing a room with her best friend.

Our wedding. It’s finally here.

Emma didn’t want to wait too long, and between Nana and Diana, the wedding planning became a full event that those two spent every waking hour on. Emma had input and veto rights, but with her busy job she couldn’t devote a ton of time to small details so she let my grandmother and her mother do the heavy lifting.

“All that matters at the end of the day is that I become Mrs. Austin Syverson. Everything else is just details. I’ll definitely have to reign them in at some point though.” Emma told me the next day in bed in Jamaica after we got engaged. We were discussing what she wanted and she said she was happy to have Nana and Diana help plan. She just wanted something classic and outdoors. She of course wanted to choose her dress and she wanted the dogs to be involved somehow. We laid there that night in bed talking about our future and Emma’s smile was just radiant. I lie in bed knowing I won’t get back to sleep before my mind jumps to my second favorite memory of the Jamaica trip, the first being her accepting my proposal.

**Flashback**

The morning after our engagement, I wake up and see Emma still naked and wrapped in the luxurious sheets. Her hair a mess and her lips slightly parted as she sleeps soundly. Her left hand draped delicately over her sheet covered breast catches the light peeking behind the curtains and illuminates the diamonds on her ring. I smile to myself before tossing on some boxers and making myself a cup of coffee from the coffee maker that they provided in the suite. I quietly kiss Emma’s ring, then her forehead before making my way to the balcony to drink my coffee. I sit outside for a while enjoying the view and replaying Emma’s reaction to my proposal in my head when I hear the French doors to the balcony crack open. I turn to see Emma wrapped in nothing but the white bed sheet, her hair still curled from last night but now slightly mussed from sleep as she squints into the brightness of the sun. She gives me the sexiest, sleepy smile and walks further on the balcony closing the doors behind her. Instead of sitting on one of the many chairs available, Emma makes her way directly to my lap and climbs up.

“Morning, Sugar. Sleep good?”

“Mmm.. very good. How about you?”

“I always sleep best with your naked body wrapped up against me, Darlin’.”

She leans in and presses a gentle kiss against my lips. 

“We’re getting married, Sy.”

“We sure are, Sugar. You excited?”

“The most excited. I can’t wait to be your wife.” She smiles and I feel the blood rush to my cock.

“Mm! I like the sound of that. My little wife.” I smirk at her and waggle my eyebrows.

“There’s something wrong though.”

“What’s that, Darlin?” 

“We haven’t completed our mission.” She whispers sultrily and drops the sheet from under her arms to expose her perfect breasts which immediately causes me to groan and reach for them.

“Well, we can’t have that now, can we? As mission leader and your captain, we need to rectify this problem immediately.” I grunt and thrust my erection against her still covered core before grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her in for a passionate kiss. 

“Now, you gotta stay quiet unless you want us to get caught, ya understand?” I grunt in her ear and she nods.

“Words.”

“Yes, Captain. I understand.” She breathes and I rip the sheet as tactically as I can from her, exposing her naked body to the outdoors. I lift her gently to remove my boxers and kick them off of my ankles before setting her back down in my lap and grinding against her. Emma’s nipples are hard and she grabs my jaw and kisses me heatedly as she grinds herself against me. My hands reach down and grab each ass cheek harshly as I slide my cock through her folds, collecting her arousal which is readily available.

“You’re fucking soaked, Sugar. You like the thought of being caught out here naked?” 

“Ah! Yes.” She all but moans when my tip bumps against her clit. 

“Naughty girl. Anyone could look up and see your perfect body riding against mine right now.”

“Mmmmhmm.” She mewls as her juices actually drip down onto my lap. I like this new kink I’ve discovered about my bride.

With one hand grasping her tit, I take the other and shove a finger inside her core, quickly followed by a second causing her to moan louder than I had expected. 

“Quiet now, Darlin’. I don’t need everyone watching my girl’s perfect body fall apart.” I smirk as I swat her ass and watch her back arch as she starts fucking herself on my fingers. Fuck, she’s so wet and warm. The sun behind her illuminates her tanned skin as she rides my fingers and I’m hard as a rock.

“Aus…I’m” is all she’s able to say before she’s squirting her climax down on to me. Her eyes are clamped shut with her hands gripping my shoulders as she arches her back and moans so sexily while I continue pumping my fingers into her to help her ride it out. I bite my lip and even have to force myself to keep my eyes open as this view is something I want to replay over and over in my mind, while also trying to keep from blowing my load without ever being touched. I pride myself on my stamina, but this ethereal woman makes me feel like a teen going through puberty. Precum is leaking steadily out of my erection and I’m taking deep breaths to keep myself from coming just from the sight in front of me. Fuck porn, this image is spank bank material for the rest of my life. Emma’s eyes reopen and she leans forward planting a dirty, wet kiss on me before lifting up, positioning herself, and sliding down on my cock. We groan together because she is so wet that even though she’s extremely tight I slide in easily. Emma doesn’t even take time to adjust before she lifts up and starts riding me. I plant my hands on her hips to help her and start sucking her nipples in my mouth as she tugs at the short strands of hair that have grown out on my head. 

“After that show, I’m not going to last as long, sweetness.” I tell her and she leans down to kiss me again.

“You’re so fucking hot, Austin. I can’t wait for you to fill me with your babies and make me a mama.” She says with the most seductive smirk as she flips her hair to the side and I growl at her dirty talk. Fuck, she’s giving me a breeding kink that I never used to have.

“Fucking hell, babygirl. You want me to fill you up again?” I grunt and she nods. Without a word, I lift her off of me and bend her towards the balcony railing. Thank God we are on the 4th floor and it’s still early so lots of people are still at breakfast and not out yet. 

“Hands on the railing.” I grunt in her ear and she pushes her perfect ass out. I spread her cheeks and grope her before spearing her back on my cock and fucking her, hard. I reach under her and grab onto her breasts that are bouncing from my arduous thrusting and pick up my speed. The thrill of being caught is exhilarating and I swear, Emma’s arousal is dripping down her thighs.

“My sweet, naughty girl.” I growl as I grab onto her shoulder and wrap her hair around my wrist to continue pounding into her. Emma’s sweet breathless mewls show me that she’s close but trying to remain quiet for me. I reach down and thumb her clit and feel her pussy flutter around me helplessly.

“Cum on my cock, Sugar. Let me feel you.” I grunt and moments later she shatters apart, gripping the railing to keep herself from collapsing as I also find my release and spurt my hot cum inside her walls. I grunt probably too loudly but, in my euphoria, I don’t care anymore as I fantasize about getting her pregnant right now. We rest for a moment before I pick up the discarded sheet, wrapping Emma up and pulling her back down into my lap. I do a quick glance and don’t see anyone gawking and staring so I think our tryst was successfully completed.

*RING! *RING! *RING!

The alarm suddenly lets out a shrill ring, startling me from my pornographic flashback and once again I am alone in our bed, but now with an erection that I want nothing more to take care of but I force myself to wait until tonight. I shut the offending alarm off before wiping my hand down my face, stretching and heading toward the bathroom to brush my teeth. I decide to send Emma a picture of myself smiling with the dogs and a text.

Sy: <attachment>

Happy wedding day, Sugar. I sure can’t wait to see you today. I love you.

Emma quickly returns the text with a picture of her in silk button up pajamas and messy hair and I wish I could touch her.

Future Mrs. Syverson: <attachment>

Happy Wedding Day, Baby!! I can’t wait to see you and become your wife. I love you so so much! Check in your dress shoes for a present from me! ❤️

I head back upstairs to my closet and take my shoes from the shoe rack to see a small gift box tucked into my left shoe. I open it to reveal a really nice Bulova watch with a note. 

I find myself smiling at her words as I slide my new watch on my wrist. I have to admit, it looks really good. I quickly send her a text back.

Sy: Sugar, you got me the nicest gift I could have gotten. Thank you, Darlin’, I love it. Nana should be there with your gift shortly. Hope you like it. I love you.

I knew Nana would be on her way within the hour and had promised to deliver the earrings that my mom had left to me before she passed away. They were pretty little diamond drop earrings that had a pearl at the base. She wore them on her wedding day as a gift from Nana and PawPaw and she said even though her marriage didn’t work, they represented the love of her family. I sent them along with a note for Emma.

After a cup of coffee, Walter shows up and we head over to a diner for a late breakfast. He’s my only groomsmen, as Emma only wanted one bridesmaid, choosing her best friend Cassie from Alabama who I’d met several times when they video called each other. She was an extremely nice girl, redheaded and somewhat shy compared to Emma but I was happy that she came down yesterday and they got to spend the day together doing girly things in preparation for the wedding today. 

“So, how you feelin’ today man? Nervous?”

“Nah, I’m excited. I would have taken her to the courthouse months ago but I wanted her to have the wedding she’s always dreamed of.” 

“I’m glad you found her. She’s a really great girl and God knows how she puts up with your stubborn ass.” Walt jokes but I have to agree. 

“She’s one of a kind, that’s for sure.” 

“I thought you’d have the wedding at Nana and PawPaw’s ranch.”

“That was initially the idea but her mother and Nana convinced her there wasn’t enough room. Emma found the big field near first Baptist down there on main, and loved the idea of getting married in front of that massive oak tree so that was what it changed too.”

“Anything we need to do to help set up?”

“Nah, I already tried that. Nana hired the ranch hands to help out for the day. She said, and I quote, ‘Your only job is to arrive clean, in your suit, and on time. I don’t need you messing up our vision.’”

Walt laughed so loud he startled other customers as I shook my head at my Nana’s antics.

“Well, want to head back to the house and watch a game with a beer before we need to get ready? 

“Absolutely.”

We head out to my truck and head back to my house.

“Emma tells me I’ll like her friend, Cassie a lot.” Walter says subtly.

Oh Emma, trying to set up her best friend and Walt because she wants everyone happy and in love. Matchmaking even on her wedding day.

“I’m sure you will.” I smirk at Walt who tries to act uninterested.

“All I know is that she’s a pretty redhead, who seems a bit shy. She is a graphic designer but I can’t remember where she works. Her and Em have been friends since preteens.”

“Good to know.” Walt nods continuing with his indifferent bluff.

About two hours later, I got a call from Nana saying that Emma loved the earrings and couldn’t stop crying while reading my letter. She already had the earrings on and was excited to wear them with her wedding gown. I felt proud that she appreciated the gift and it made me feel like mama was here with us in spirit. I’m confident that she and Emma would get on like peas in a pod.

My brother, Mark and his family came from Tennessee and would be staying at Nana and PawPaw’s house. I was happy when they came to visit and I got to meet the newest addition to our family, my 3-month-old nephew, Liam. Lucy their daughter would be our flower girl today and was an absolute ball of energy chasing Mills throughout the house. It was really enjoyable getting to catch up with them since we hadn’t been around each other in a while.

Several hours pass and I’m in my dress uniform headed over to the Baptist church with Walt. The girls were getting ready there, thanks to Nana’s membership, so that they could remain unseen before the ceremony. Everything looked incredible, and I had to hand it to the ladies that Emma would love it. Rows and rows of white chairs lined perfectly facing a flowered archway in front of the massive oak tree that had twinkling lights hanging from it. I had to take a deep breath as I saw Emma had framed my favorite portrait of my mom, and had the frame sitting in the front seat of rows of chairs. Effectively ensuring that I knew my mother’s presence was there with me. Seeing the set up made me more excited than ever to see my girl walking down the aisle towards me.

Finally, it was time. I stood at the end of the makeshift aisle with the officiant and Walter as many family and friends that I knew, and several from Emma’s hometown that I didn’t know sat in the chairs facing me. Walt had Aika on the leash with him as Cassie had Mills on the leash with her. Emma had been adamant about training him to behave for him to be at the ceremony. We all chuckled as Lucy threw flowers on the ground, and dumped the remaining flowers from her basket directly in front of the officiant before scuttling over to sit with Mark. The music switched to a romantic piano tune as the officiant called for the audience to rise and I watched as Emma emerged on her father’s arm. She was absolutely stunning in a tight-fitting white gown that hugged her figure perfectly. Her hair in delicate curls with white roses tucked in it, while holding a large bouquet of matching flowers. My favorite shy smile was across her face as she walked closer towards me down the aisle. I have never seen anything so beautiful in my life. I slightly shake my head as I can’t believe this beautiful, perfect woman was going to be mine forever.

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As we joined hands and repeated our vows after the officiant, I never took my eyes off of Emma. She is easily the most radiant and incredible person, I’ve ever known. After exchanging our rings, the officiant pronounced us husband and wife. As the crowd clapped and cheered, I wrapped my arms around Emma and dipped her backwards in a passionate but appropriate kiss. Emma smiled ecstatically at me as I stood her back up before grabbing her bouquet. We gave a quick hug to her parents and my grandparents before heading down the aisle as husband and wife. As we walked back down the aisle together, our loved ones cheered for us as the photographer snapped hundreds of photos. I was more than grateful for a moment to ourselves inside the church as I scooped Emma up bridal style and carried her to a room together for a moment alone. 

“Holy shit, Sugar.” I said as I stared at her body in this gown.

“Baby! We’re in a church! No cursing!” She scolded me playfully.

“Well, you’re sinful in that dress, Darlin’. Let me have a good look at you.” I motion for her to spin for me and she does so. I grunt at her before pulling her back into my arms and letting my hands roam her perfect form.

“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful in my life, baby girl.” I tell her honestly and smile when her cheeks tint with blush.

“We need to go take pictures.” She says against my mouth as I pull her in for a kiss.

“Mm.. They can wait a minute. I just need a minute with my wife.” I tell her as I press another kiss to her lips.

“Anything you want, husband.” She smirks.

“You’re going to regret saying that, Sugar.” I tell her while arching my brow, not caring that we are in a church as I imply what I’m after.

“Save it for tonight, big boy. We have a wedding to get back too. I’ll make it worth your while tonight, baby.” She promises and I grunt before I adjust myself in my pants. Don’t need that showing up in all of the pictures. I pull her in for another kiss before there is a knock at the door from the photographer ready to do her job. I pout but Emma just smirks and grabs my hand before pulling me out of the room where Walt and Cassie are already waiting on us with knowing smirks.

After what feels like an hour worth of pictures of us and with our families, we head to the field which has been completely converted into a wedding reception. There is a DJ set up and tables with people already eating food. I’m starved so when Nana calls us to a table with food, Emma and I dig in. 

Throughout the night, I’m surprised to see several acquaintances from the army in attendance. Turns out, Nana put Walt’s detective skills to work on tracking down any remaining army buddies and sure enough, they showed. I was proud to show Emma off to them and she loved getting to meet people from my past who couldn’t believe I settled down. Before I knew it, they were telling jokes about some of the nonsense that we all did out in the desert when we were bored between missions and Emma was absolutely captivated with each story. Before the night ended, I was dancing, yes, dancing with Emma before we left for our hotel. This woman could convince me to do just about anything with those doe eyes. I smirk at Walt who has been dancing with Cassie for several songs. Emma, as usual, was right and they seem to be hitting things off. Nana and PawPaw had just left and took the dogs with them as we were going to leave for our honeymoon tomorrow. I look at Emma who has her head resting against my chest and smile.

“Have you had a good time, Sugar?”

“Mmm, the best wedding ever. I’m so excited to be your wife. What about you?”

“It’s been perfect darlin’. I can’t believe so many of my army buddies showed.”

“I can. It’s obvious how much they all admire and respect you, baby. We should make a point to reach out more.” I just grunt in response. Everyone is so spread out now, it would be difficult to see them often. Emma cuts my train of thought with her next sentence.

“I have a little surprise for you.” Emma says while biting her lip.

“What’s that, Sugar?” Emma stretches up on her tip toes to reach the bottom of my ear.

“I stopped taking my birth control a week ago.” She whispers before looking up at me with those beautiful crystal blue eyes and a smirk that runs straight to my manhood.

“Oh yeah? Ready for me to make you a mama?” I ask her quietly.

“Yes, honey. Let’s try for a baby.” She smiles and before I can even think I’m smashing my lips to hers.

“Can we go to the honeymoon suite yet?” I ask when she pulls away from the heated kiss to take a breath, reminding me that we have an audience.

“After the bouquet and garter toss, we can leave. Shall we?”

“Fuck yes!” I murmur before she tells Diana that we are ready to go. Diana gathers all of the single women together and Emma tosses her bouquet into the crowd that is easily caught by Cassie and I smirk at Walt who just smacks my shoulder with a grunt.

Emma sits in a chair and I get down on my good knee and slide myself under her dress to go after her garter. Fuck, she’s wearing the sexiest white bridal lingerie and it makes me even more eager to get her out of here. I pull the garter off with my teeth to the cheers of the crowd before purposefully flinging it directly into Walt’s head with a chuckle. I’ve always had perfect aim and he rewards me with his signature scowl. 

Thankfully, not too much later Emma and I are headed through the crowd of people showering us with flower petals as we get in the vintage car we rented to take us to the hotel. Emma wanted us to enjoy ourselves without having to worry about driving so I was happy to get to kiss on her the entire ride to the hotel.

Emma squealed as I scooped her up bridal style and carried her through the lobby to the elevators and up to our suite for the night. We’d be leaving tomorrow afternoon to catch our flight for our honeymoon but I was determined to make every minute of this night count. I could finally make love to my wife, and so that’s what we did… All. Night. Long.

Part 19

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A/N: Thank you for being patient with me while it took me a bit longer to get this chapter out! This isn't the last chapter of the series, but I feel like this story is starting to come to an end which gives me withdrawals lol. I hope you all enjoyed their wedding!

[mynameismckenziemae]

In Case You Didn’t Know

Part 11

(previous part here, next part here)

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x OFC

Summary: Stress and whiskey loosens Jake’s lips.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut, mutual masturbation, toy use, discussion of kinks, a little cliffy at the end there.

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“Okay, okay Jake,” you scold, laughing breathlessly as he ruts against you in the kitchen as you’re trying to make mimosas. “Your mom and Emma are gonna be here any minute. Do you really want them to see you with a boner?”

He sighs before nipping your ear and stepping back. “Yeah, you’re right. I just can’t get enough of you. And knowing you’re gonna be my wife in 2 short weeks is making me crazy.”

“I know, I can’t wait either,” you smile over your shoulder at him. Oh, did Bradley book his flight yet?”

“Yeah, he’ll be here the Tuesday before to help out and make sure his suit fits. The rest of the squad won’t be here until Thursday afternoon. We just gotta figure out a way to keep him and Emma separated,” he jokes.

“You know, they would make a cute couple,” you muse.

He hums in agreement. “They would. I just don’t want to see him get hurt. He plays the carefree himbo well, but he’s got a big heart. He’d worship the ground she walks on if she’d let him in,” he sighs, wrapping his arms around you again and resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Y’all fucking or are-ow, Ma!” Emma calls from the front door.

“We’re in the kitchen, fully clothed!” You laugh.

“That’s a first,” Emma mutters, rubbing her arm where Ruth pinched her.

“Learn to knock and you won’t see anything you don’t want to,” Jake replies hugging her before turning and doing the same with Ruth.

“How’s the new job?” Emma asks as she hops on the counter.

“Pretty good. A bit stressful learning the ropes myself and constantly having to tell the new recruits what to do, when to do it, and dolling out push-ups when they mess up. I feel like I’m babysitting most of the time. It’ll get better though once I get used to things,” Jake replies.

“It will. Give yourself a break, baby,” Ruth pinches his cheek. “Your daddy’s outside with Cash. I swear he loves that dog more than any of us,” Ruth sighs.

“Can’t blame him, he’s a good dog. Mimosas?” You offer.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Jake jokes, reaching for a flute, but you push it out of reach and give his denim-clad butt a swat.

“No sir, don’t you dare. They’re for us girls, now get outta here so I can try on the dresses.”

“Yes ma’am. I like it when you’re bossy,” he winks, rubbing the spot you popped him before he pecks your cheek and heads out the door.

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“Wow, how many did you buy?” Emma asks wide-eyed as she looks at the dresses in your arms.

“12,” you laugh. “The website has free return shipping. I wasn’t sure what style looks best on me, I haven’t worn a gown since prom.”

“You can pull off anything,” Emma smiles. “But it’s good to have options.”

Ruth dabs her tears with each dress you try, but her tissue can’t keep up when you come out of your room with the 10th one. It’s fitted, with a low back with loose lace sleeves and it fits like a glove.

“Oh Charlie, you’re glowing,” she whispers.

“Yup,” you smile. “This is the one.”

“I agree,” Emma murmurs, coming up behind you to get the button you couldn’t reach. “Jake won’t be able to keep his eyes or his hands off you.”

You grin and look at Ruth. “Think mom would like it?”

Just as you say it a breeze floats through the living room window and you swear you smell her sweet perfume.

Emma and Ruth look at each other and then at you with wide eyes; they smell it too.

“There’s your answer, hun,” Ruth says with a watery smile.

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“Charlie-darlin’, where you at?” Jake calls as he comes in the front door hours later. “Casher, where’s your mama? Find mama, buddy.”

That Texas drawl coming out tells you he’s been drinking and you burst into giggles as Cash comes running, smothering you with kisses.

“Working out, I’ll be done in a few. There’s a plate in the fridge if you’re hungry,” you reply once Cash lets up, running back to the kitchen to find Jake at the word ‘fridge’.

“Hell yeah, meatloaf!” Jake says excitedly as he opens the fridge. He joins you after heating it up. “Find a dress?”

“Mhmm, you’re gonna love it. What did you and your dad do?”

“I bet I will. I bet I’ll like takin’ it off even more,” he smiles, eyes raking over your body in your sports bra and shorts. “Shot darts and played pool. You know, guy stuff.”

“Seems like alcohol might’ve been involved?” You ask with a knowing smile as you begin to stretch.

He pinches his fingers together. “Maybe a little whiskey. God, this is good. You’re a good cook, Char. Hey, you know what I said earlier?”

He’s so dang cute when he’s like this.

You smile up at him from your place on the floor before you shake your head. “Remind me?”

“When I said I like it when you’re bossy. I meant that” he says with a blush, leaving to put his plate in the dishwasher to return a moment later. He leans on the doorframe as he continues. “Like…if you want to take the lead sometimes, I’d be up for that.”

You rise to your feet and saunter over. “Mmm, I’d definitely be up for that,” you hum, pulling him in for a kiss by his belt loop. “Take a shower with me and we’ll talk more?”

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“Not that I’m complaining,” you smile as you rinse your hair, “but what brought this on? Or is this something you’ve always wanted to try?”

“That little bit of bossiness this morning got me thinkin’ bout how sexy it’d be in the bedroom. Work’s been stressing me out and thought maybe it’d be nice if someone was giving me the orders,” he says with a blush.

“So you want me to tell you what to do? Maybe tie you to our bed and have my way with you?”

“Yes, all of that,” he sighs as you wrap your hand around his erection as the warm water runs between the two of you.

“What else?” you ask before leaning in and taking his nipple into your mouth, teasing it with your tongue and teeth. He groans, stumbling back a step until his back hits the wall. You nip at the bud when he doesn’t answer. “What else, Jake?”

“Anything you want,” he pants as you continue stroking him. “Use me to get yourself off, play with my ass some more…what’s it called when you get someone really close and then you back off? Edging? I think that’s what it’s called. I like it when you pull my hair. Just…anything. Anything you want.”

You smile as the tips of his ears turn red and a flush rises up his neck at his admission. “What were you and Tom drinking? Whiskey?”

“Yes ma’am, how’d you know?” He smiles before kissing you.

“All your secrets come out when you drink whiskey. I want to do all of that and more. What about if you don’t follow my rules? Do you want me to punish you?”

He flushes even further but nods, eyes drifting closed at the pleasure from your hand.

“You never have to be embarrassed or ashamed with me Jake. No one has to know what you and I get up to,” you murmur, leaning in to kiss up his throat as you increase the speed of your strokes.

His abs begin to tense and his breathing shortens, signaling he’s about to cum, you pull your hand away.

Your neglected pussy clenches at the whimper that leaves him.

“Wha-why’d you stop?” He pants a moment later, opening his eyes to look at you in confusion.

“I’m not ready for you to cum yet,” you reply with a cheeky grin, turning off the water behind you.

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You bite your lip to keep from laughing as you dig out your box of toys from under the bed that Jake’s currently lying on, practically vibrating with need.

Finding the items you want, you crawl onto the bed, putting a dollop of lube in your hand before coating Jake’s still-hard cock while you lean forward to kiss him.

He gasps when you bite his lip at the same time you place the stroker on him.

“You can take over from here, but don’t cum,” you murmur against his lips before you lean back against the pillow you placed on the footboard.

“Whatcha got there?” He asks huskily from his mirrored position against the headboard.

“This is a rabbit vibrator. It was my favorite toy until we got together,” you reply, holding it up for him to see. “This part goes in my pussy,” you sigh as you push it in with a lewd squelch, “and this goes against my clit. Then I turn it on.” Your back arches off the pillow with a keen as you demonstrate.

“Holy fuck,” Jake gasps, gripping the base of his cock as he watches you pleasure yourself.

“I didn’t say you could stop,” you instruct breathlessly as find the vibration pattern you like best.

He grimaces and takes a shaky breath as he continues his stroking.

“I don’t know how many times I got myself off just like this thinking about you, watching porn imaging it was us, reading my books wishing we were doing all those dirty things together,” you sigh as you already feel the first tells that an orgasm is approaching.

“Oh God, that’s so hot,” Jake moans, eyes closing as he imagines it.

“Eyes on me, Jake. I want you to watch,” you sigh as your toes begin to curl.

“I-I can’t. I’ll cum, Char,” he grits out, refusing to open his eyes and look at you.

“No, don’t you dare cum yet,” you warn breathlessly. “Now open your eyes and watch me.”

He whines but forces his eyes open just as you hit your peak with a cry, so consumed by your pleasure that you don’t hear Jake’s reluctant groan.

You slump back against the pillows with a sigh as you pull the vibrator out, not at all satisfied yet.

“I tried Char, but I couldn’t stop it. You’re just too fucking gorgeous when you cum,” Jake sighs guiltily.

You open your heavy lids and a new rush of arousal goes straight between your legs at the sight of a wrecked-looking Jake; his damp hair sticking up where he ran his fingers through in desperation, an embarrassed flush staining his cheeks, and the stroker on his still-hard cock, full of his creamy spend.

“Jake, Jake, Jake. What am I going to do with you?” You repeat his words from when the roles were reversed a few weeks ago.

“You’re not gonna spank me, are you?” He remembers, repeating your words huskily, but with a quirk of his lips. He doesn’t think you will.

He jolts, gasping when you reach over to grip his oversensitive cock, giving him a few pulls.

“Turn over and find out.”

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A/N: A little cliffy there! Sorry if you’re not into spanking or when the woman takes the lead. Apparently a bunch of you do like it though according to the survey I posted from a few days ago. 🤷🏻‍♀️😏

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[dark-frosted-heart]

Crown’s S Class Mission - Roger Barel (Bitter End)

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this.

Roger: Hold up. Not gonna let you kill my cute student. Now then, it’s time for Instructor Roger’s fun and exciting punishment.

Master of the estate: Oliver, shut that guy up!

Instructor Oliver: The one who needs to shut up is you.

Oliver grabbed the man and pinned him to the floor.

Master of the estate: *cough* Wha-what are you doing!

Instructor Oliver: I can’t lie to myself anymore. That’s all.

Roger: Capture everyone involved.

--

What awaited was an unimaginable scene.

Roger used rigorous muscle training to punish those involved.

When they were no longer able to stand, they were handed over to the police.

Kate: The Beauty Muscle Club has pretty much dissolved.

Roger: That’s good. And all the hospitalized women will be compensated.

Kate: While money won’t fix their situation…I hope it’ll help, even if just a little.

Oliver the instructor also came forward as one of the accomplices.

After atoning for his crimes, he planned on running his own sports gym.

He wanted to establish a place for women to work out together.

???: Um, excuse me…

Kate: Emilia…

Emilia’s wise gaze caught mine when I turned around. 

(...If she overheard us, she knows that she got deceived, doesn't she?)

(...What can I say to her—)

Emilia: Um, thank you so much!

Kate: Huh?

Emilia winked and smiled.

Emilia: I’ve faced a series of disappointments, but I can’t let that get me down.

Her strength revealed how much she had gone through in her life.

Kate: …I’ve also faced a series of disappointments. I could only think about how useless and pathetic I was. But I can’t stay depressed.

Emilia: I agree. I’ll see you around. Take care of yourself, Kate.

While I waved goodbye to Emilia, I noticed Roger’s gaze on me.

Kate: What is it?

Roger: Nothing. Just thinking about how you’re growing into a fine woman.

Kate: D-don’t praise me out of the blue. Besides, it’s not like you raised…

Roger: Yeah, yeah. Anyway, as a reward for growing up well, I’m taking you out somewhere nice.

--

Roger took me to a restaurant by Big Ben.

Roger: Been coming here ever since Ellis told me about it. Basically, everything here’s pretty good.

(...Roger brought me to such a nice restaurant)

Alarms bells started going off in my head.

Kate: …Are you’re going to make me do something again?

Roger: What do you take me for?

Roger stifled back a laugh and stared straight at me.

Roger: Don’t worry. There’s nothing behind the reward today.

Emma: …Reward?

Roger: I saw how hard you’ve been working…Good job.

(Ah…)

Hearing those words, it was clear that he brought me here as a reward.

Kate: Thank you…But, I don’t deserve it. I got too emotional to make rational decisions.

Roger: I suppose that’s true. But I would’ve slapped that guy myself if you didn’t. He deserved it. Getting angry for the sake of others is admirable.

Kate: …

Roger: Kate.

Kate: Yes?

Roger: You’re strong enough.

(What do I do…I’m going to cry)

Roger’s carrot and stick method always disturbed my heart.

If he did this on purpose, then he’s pretty evil.

Roger: Oh it’s here. The roast beef here’s delicious. Here.

The simple look on Roger’s face when he looked at the meat blew my sentiments away.

Kate: Hehe…It really does look delicious…

Roger: … Hey, Kate.

Kate: Yes?

Roger: Being strong doesn’t mean doing things alone. Being able to rely on someone’s also a strength. So you can rely on me.

After saying that, Roger took a huge bite out of the meat.

Roger: Mmm, yum. Come on, it’s getting cold.

Kate: O-okay. Mmm…Wow, it’s really good! It’s so juicy and tender. It’s amazing.

Roger: …o_o Hahaha! You’re as restless as ever. Remember to chew. My family’s corgi used to eat so fast that they’d choke. They look just like you.

Kate: There you go again comparing me to a dog!

Roger: All that barking’s the same too.

Kate: Ugh…

We argued like usual, but my heart felt warmer.

Roger’s words made me feel really happy…and I kept arguing with him so that he wouldn’t notice.

--

Some time later, I joined Jude and Ellis on another mission.

Ellis: Kate, you’ve been moving pretty smoothly.

Kate: Thank you. I’ve been doing strength training.

Jude: Ya still lookin’ pretty soft.

Kate: I-I’m planning on gaining muscle!

Ellis: Good luck, I’ll be cheering you on.

Ellis smiled and put his lips close to my ear.

Kate: Ellis…?

Ellis: Kate, Roger’s going to be in the lounge tonight.

Kate: Huh?

Ellis: You want to report your hard work and get praised, don’t you?

Ellis smiled gently at my surprise.

(I didn’t say that…)

Ellis: Or do you want to go out to dinner?

Kate: I’m heading back. I…have things to do in the castle.

I wonder how Roger will react when I tell him how I did today.

I definitely didn’t want him to know that I was walking a little faster than usual.

[kissitbttr]

bottled up

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: eddie wishes you could see yourself the way he sees you

a/n: inspired by @florestmoon ‘s more than enough fic🫶🏻💓 i love it sm, win a date with tad hamilton and that one cassie scene from euphoria. this is not proofread teehee

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the first time eddie laid his eyes on you, he was whipped. and there’s no turning back

you’re hawkin’s high favorite girl. with a smile that make people fall to their knees, a touch to ease someone’s pain, and a voice so angelic it would put all angels up above to shame. nothing a guy wouldn’t do just to be with you and it has been proven by several boys at school with their endless pining.

eddie believes you have zero flaw. everything about you just screams perfect.

you’re not popular by any means. nor a cheerleader but you’re friendly with others even with the basketball team. and they like you too, despite you befriending the freak of the school. there are no social groups you despise. and people love you for it. unlike him who prefers to have a small circle to keep himself from getting hurt.

and don’t let him get started with that pretty brain of yours. you’re extremely smart and manage to pass all your classes with flying colors. never once gotten a C or D on your tests. all the teachers favor you of all. also, star of the volleyball team? what’s not to like?

up until today, he still questions why you hang out with him rather than the preppy jocks and cheerleaders who have been asking you to join their gang. your answer is always a no. eddie is who you want to be friends with from the very beginning.

“good news!” you cheerfully announce your arrival, pulling out a chair from eddie’s table. “there’s a costume party tonight and i want you to come with me! I’ve listed about twenty things we can wear.”

eddie slows down his chewing to look at you with a bewildered expression. “you’re shitting me, right?”

“uh.. no?” your answer almost sounds like a question instead. “come on it’d be fun! you never go to things like this with me, and I want my best friend to be there”

eddie feels like someone stabs him in the heart hearing you call him a ‘friend’. it pains him so much to know that it’s all he’s ever going to be to you. nothing more.

“who’s party is it?” he asks, playing with his food as he leans back,

“Jacob from the basketball team” you shrug, flipping through your notebook. “here! you can be tommy lee and i can be cindy crawford. i mean, they didn’t date but they would be such a good match, don’t you think?”

we would be such a good match too, he wants to say. but he chooses not to,

“I don’t know sweetheart…” he sighs, looking down at the cut-off magazines of Tommy lee and Cindy Crawford you glued on the notebook. “it’s not really my scene.”

“the hideout is not my scene too, but I’m always there to support you and the band” you cross your arms, “tell him gareth!”

gareth shakes his head, eyes on his food as the rest of the boys snicker. “don’t drag me into this, you two sort this out yourselves”

that makes your groan and stomp your foot underneath the table. looking over back to eddie who put on a smirk and shrug his shoulders. “you’re asking the wrong people, y/n. why not nancy or robin? or Emma from your volleyball team?”

“nancy is hanging with Jonathan, robin’s working and I’m not talking to Emma right now. all she talks about is you, and I don’t like it” you grumble, popping a strawberry into your mouth,

“me? what did she say?” he asks curiously

“yes. she likes you and i don’t like that. call me selfish but you’re mine.” you respond nonchalantly, missing out on how eddie’s eyes widen. so are the rest of the boys. “so? pretty, pretty please? i don’t want anyone but you to come to the party. i promise i will do anything you want me to. i’d get down on my knees for you, right now.”

oh fuck, why did you have to say it like that? those words just send pure vibrations straight to his dick,

plus, seeing the puppy dog eyes and cute pout you have going on, eddie seems can’t find it in his heart to say no to you.

“alright sure, whatever” he tries to come off like he doesn’t care but there’s a tiny bit of happiness in him when you mentioned he’s the only person you’ve asked,

it makes him feel wanted.

with a squeal, you reach out in his direction and give him a big kiss on the cheek. which startles him but it’s not a surprise anymore. you’re just extremely affectionate. and he doesn’t know this but, Eddie is the only person you’re touchy with.

“thank you, thank you!! love you eds, I’ll see you guys later. I’m gonna go make myself busy with the outfits for tonight.” with that, you get up and bid the boys bye before rushing off out of the cafeteria and to the hallway,

eddie watches you go with a lovesick smile on his face. touching his cheek where your lips had tainted it, you’ve done it more than ten times by now. but it never fails to leave him speechless.

“you’re so in love with her, dude” jeff mentions, scoffing as he watches the long curly haired boy staring out into the open, refusing to move just one bit

he can’t even deny that anymore. Aeddie is most definitely fucked

—

a smile painted on your lips as you take a good look at yourself in the mirror. damn you look extra fine.

you had called one of your good friends earlier for some advice. thankfully she knows exactly what she was talking about when you mentioned about aiming the cher’s look.

yes, yes, you thought about going as cindy crawford but come on! who could resist cher? she’s the queen!

you’ve chosen a black floral lace bustier that compliments your breasts. and by that, it means having your tits barely covered by the material but you don’t mind. you love showing off your assets. paired with a short black sequin denim skirt and crystal platforms that your best friend would classify as ‘stripper shoes’ which you take as a compliment. strippers are hot. you refer to it as cinderella heels though.

the makeup is pretty glamorous you might say. it’s all colorful and you’ve added glitter in the corner of your eyes, topped with dark red lipstick that you know would make everyone go crazy. as for hair, you let it down naturally. no farah fawcett’s crap that steve told you to do.

as you fix yourself up over and over, there’s a sudden knock on the front door. a signature six knocks that you know very well. eddie munson is here to pick you up!

“coming!” you call out, quickly snatching your purse from the dresser and speed walk towards the door. cursing to yourself when you nearly trip over,

since your mom isn’t home, there’s no point of leaving her a note or anything like that. she’d be here tomorrow at lunch time anyway, she always does

you aren’t ready to witness the sight before your eyes when you open the door.

there he is. eddie munson in flesh. looking extremely—handsome, rockstar sexy, bite-able and…. god you can’t believe you’re saying this, delicious ?! Is that even the right word to describe someone, let alone your best friend?

“holy hell. ozzy pinch me” you mutter to yourself, eyeing him up and down to check him out.

eddie is dressed in an all-black tank too that’s tucked under his dark-washed jeans, showing off his chest and tattoos. if you could even call that a top because it barely covers anything?! who knew he could be such a slut sometimes. and he had the nerve to put his hair in a low ponytail. loose waves framing his pretty face. he looks completely different from any other day.

and—hold up, he’s wearing an eyeliner?!

“who are you supposed to be?” you can’t keep your eyes off him. he looks so good. “tommy lee?”

“close. richie sambora. guitarist from bon jovi. i figured tommy lee has been getting way overrated and i wanted to try something different” he says confidently as he also takes a good look on your appearance,

dear god, help the fuck outta him.

“a-and you are…”

“cher!” you smile, rubbing the material of your skirt. “wait a minute, didn’t richie sambora and cher-“

“dated? hell yeah! oh, sweetheart would you look at that. we read each other’s mind!”

with a giggle, you hush him up before closing the door behind you. linking your arms together as the two of you walk towards his van. cigarette hanging over his mouth. you frown at that. clearly not very supportive of him smoking but since he’s your best friend, you let him do your thing.

“don’t we look so good together! look at us. strutting and shit and about to steal the spotlight.”

he must think that you don’t understand how those words affect him and how badly he wanted it to be true.

“most definitely” he fakes a smile to hide the hurt in his heart. “most definitely.”

—

post arrival at the party, you tug Eddie's fingers towards the house despite his pleas on wanting to leave already. telling you how he changed his mind after seeing the number of people that were going to be there. yes, he hates crowds. which confuses you because this man performs in public with his band!

he keeps on whining and promising a good time together when it’s only the two of you. even tries to bribe you with an entire bag of greens he carries tonight.

but that doesn’t work.

“just for a while, okay? and then we can go and get high until the sun comes up” you hug his waist, “you’re gonna have so much fun. with me!”

eddie could only scoff, slinging his arm over your shoulder as both of you walked into the party. super freak by rick James blasting over the speakers with pretty LED lights attached to the ceilings. endless drunk chatters and laughter from the people. it’s just like any typical high school party

“i better. or else it’d be all for nothing.”

“no it won’t” you smile, “you should wear this more often. you look very handsome.”

his cheeks go hot when you feel the material of his top. “I’m nothing compared to you though, sugar” he puts his hand over his heart, pinky finger links with yours as the two of you reach the kitchen to grab a booze. “you’re going to make people’s head turns and shit. i turn around for a sec and some guy would sweep you off your feet.”

“nooo” you shake your head, pouring yourself vodka with coke into the cup and grabbing a beer for eddie. “you’re just trying to flatter me.”

“is it working?” he grins, cracking the beer open not breaking eye contact with you,

“a bit” you nod, hoisting yourself up to sit on the kitchen countertop with eddie standing in front of you. “you say that to all the other girls?”

“only my favorite,” he responds, referring to you as he sips on the cold beverage,

that makes your tummy tickle. eddie just has his own way of making you blush and create a tingling sensation through your body. he does it better than anyone you’ve come across to.

he truly is a heaven-sent.

“not that bad right? want to try some of mine?” you offer,

“i’m driving, remember?” he raises an eyebrow.

“one sip won’t kill you! when have you become a party pooper?”

“i’m not! I’m being careful” he laughs, “the principal wouldn’t like hearing his favorite student turned into a party freak, you know?”

“hey!” you slap his arm, dragging the word. “i am not a party freak. i just happen to know how to have fun unlike you!”

“you take that back” he pokes your sides, earning a giggle from you. “of course, I know how to have fun! you’re forgetting who brought the weed?”

“yeah yeah” you give him an eye roll but a smile remains on your face, “i’m so glad you came with me tonight. it means a lot to me, thank you.”

he beams at that, heart beating faster with the way you look at him. he finds your gaze so… hypnotizing. he could be so lost in those gorgeous eyes of yours and doesn’t ever want to be found.

It has been months that these feelings he has for you. they never truly disappeared, only becoming stronger each day. and he doesn’t want them to. he wants to drown himself in you, to taste every single lipgloss you have off of your mouth. to hold you in his embrace, when everything gets too much for him. he wants everything good in this world, but he doesn’t want them if you’re not with him.

and not just physically there with him but emotionally too. to tie his heart with yours because there’s no person he’d rather be.

“listen y/n, i need to tell you something—“

“hey y/n? you finally made it!”

eddie is interrupted by a loud noise coming from behind. he looks over your shoulder and grits his teeth to see Danny, one of Jason’s friends coming over. he fucking hates him. he hates his stupid blonde hair and baby blue eyes, two beautiful traits that he knows would have you falling in love.

how does he know you ask? you mentioned it to him before. danny is the one guy you have your eyes on for a while and he seems sweet based on brief conversations you’ve had with him.

he doesn’t like the sound of that. he doesn’t want you falling for another guy. he wants it to be him that you love. no one else

“danny, hey. yup i sure did!” you wave at him and watch him getting closer. “oh and I brought eddie here with me.”

danny looks over at him with a tight smile, nodding his head as a form of greeting. “sup, dude”

eddie doesn’t return it, only glaring at the jock, which he hopes you don’t see. his grip around the beer is tightening once he sees how danny looks at you. like you’re some piece of meat.

“how are you enjoying the party?” danny asks lamely, clearly not interested in small talks but you barely recognize it,

“like any other party. but the costume idea is cool. that’s why we’re going as a couple”

“oh, the two of you are dating?” danny points out, almost ready to get rejected,

and eddie wants to confirm it. to say yes to that question just so he can leave you the fuck alone and have you all to himself. he’s pissed because he can’t even get one minute alone with you at the party without some guy walking in and ruin the moment.

but before he could answer, you beat him to it. “no we’re not. just the costumes.”

danny releases some sort of sigh of relief that eddie can’t help but pick on. “oh well then can i talk to you for a sec?”

eddie isn’t stupid, he knows what danny means by that.

“uhm sorry I promised eddie, I’m staying with him for the rest of the party. plus it’s the only reason why i came here”

“I’m sure eddie can wait few minutes without you here. right man?”

one punch. that’s all it takes for him just to knock this dipshit out. but he can’t and he won’t do that. especially in front of you. despite the disgusting lust glinting across danny’s eyes, eddie knows how much you like him. and he doesn’t want to ruin that chance.

even if it means getting his heart broken. all that matters is if you’re happy.

“sure” he shoots a not-so-genuine smile. “i’ll be here.”

“are you sure? i don’t want to leave your side” you take his hand in his, giving it a squeeze

“I’m a big boy sweetheart, I’ll be fine” he jokes, pulling you down from the table. “not going anywhere.”

still, you feel unsure about leaving him. you feel bad because you did actually promise to stay with him until the two of you got sick of the party then ditch the fuck out to go have a smoke.

“okay” you give him a comforting smile. “i won’t be long”

eddie nods at that, glancing at how danny is quick enough to hold your hands so he could scurry you away from his presence. he hates it.

“come on, sweetheart”

—

you feel shy when it comes to talking to guys you are attracted to. it’s like you have no idea how to act normal around them, fear that they might look at you differently if you did one thing wrong.

and danny is one of those guys. he’s the second-star of a basketball player, popular with the ladies, and just overall—dreamy. has girls tripping over this pretty boy

he’s super nice too. letting you borrow his pen, walk you to classes, trying to pull a joke just to see you smile, and even engage in your favorite hobbies. seems like he is very much interested in you and it makes you feel hopeful.

he leads you upstairs so the two of you can have a little more ‘privacy’ because it’s far too loud downstairs. obviously you still haven’t caught his drift, thinking to yourself that danny actually wanted to talk to you. probably ask you out on a date, if you’re lucky enough?

“here. better, huh?” he smiles once you enter the dimmed light bedroom.

your mirror his expression, playing with your fingers as your eyes take a look around the place. hearing the door clicks and his footsteps from behind.

“you look gorgeous tonight.” his hands find its way around your waist making you gasp in surprise. “relax—you’re so jumpy”

“yeah—just nervous i guess.” you let out a breathless laugh before turning around to face him, lips just inches away. “s-so uhm, what did you want to talk with me about?”

his knuckles softly graze your shoulder blade and down to the side of your breast. “that can wait. you don’t mind, do you?”

“not at all” gulping when he begins to touch you like that, “j-just you know um—i can’t be too long”

he just nods, being completely dismissive. and in a second his mouth is on yours. hungrily kissing you while he palms your ass under the skirt. catching you by surprise

he’s being quite aggressive but this is what you wanted, is it? to be pushed down onto the bed while he hovers on top of you. hands roaming over your body as his mouth never leave yours.

the thing is though, this is not how you wanted it to start.

“wait wait stop” you push him off, “can we just take it slow? talk or something because i really don’t want to do this right now.”

he frowns, “what do you mean? we’re gonna talk later. come on baby, don’t shy away from me now”

danny leans back in to kiss you again but you back away. “no i know! It’s just, we haven’t gotten to know each other lately and—it’d be nice to have that”

he stares at you for a moment before standing up straight. you smile nervously, thinking that he’d agree, but instead, he scoffs. an annoyed expression taking over his face

“seriously, y/n? what the actual fuck?” you’re taken aback by his tone. not to mention the mockery laugh he heaves out.

“talk? that’s all you ever wanted to do. talk and talk! my god you fucking infuriating, you know that?! who the fuck do you think you are?!”

watching how he swiftly turns into a whole different person, terrifies you so much. something you truly never expected.

the smile drops from your face. “w-what?”

“you’ve done this to me for like—what, the third time? tease me then leave me hanging. you think i asked you to be in here because i was interested in you? in what you have to say? i don’t sweetheart” he plasters a sarcastic smile before continuing,

“wait, what do you m-mean?” fear and confusion starting to take over as you hear him voice another scoff

“god you’re fucking dumb” he hangs his head low. “you actually thought—when you talked to me about things you found interesting in is gonna make me like you? I’m only here just to fuck you, y/n not so we can be boyfriend and girlfriend.”

tears starting to form in your eyes, but you try your best to hold them in. not wanting to cry in front of him. nails digging into the skin of your palms, shoulders slumping as his words continue to pierce through your heart.

“everytime you open your mouth all i could think to myself is ‘who the fuck does this girl think she is?' y/n you’re so fucking. boring. nobody cares about that shit. i just played along hoping that i could get my dick wet but nope. shit didn’t work either.”

you watch how danny continues to throw insult after insult. ripping you apart until you have no dignity left inside. and you feel so, so stupid. stupid to think that anyone would ever like you for you. not just your body.

it hurts you that danny turns out to be someone who has such cruel intentions and you were so blind to actually see that. to think that he’d be sweet enough to ask you out and be the perfect boyfriend.

all that goes into the drain.

“i’m gonna tell you the truth since everyone is a little too chicken shit to say it.” he crouches down to your eye level with a scowl. “any guy who’s interested in beyond fucking you— is full of shit. you’re only good for a pair of nice tits and a hole to put it in. I’m pretty sure munson feels the same way.”

that does it. you push him off hard enough so you’ll be able to stand in your feet and walk out of the room. tears start to stream down your face as your rush downstairs to hide yourself in a bathroom before anyone could see.

you lean your back against the bath tub, sitting there with knees tucked against your chest. both hands covering your mouth to muffle the loud cries you let out. words cannot describe the pain you’re feeling right now. the way it’s taking over your mind and soul, that all you wanted to do is just to dig yourself up a hole and lay there.

you have no idea how this one will last

—

eddie has no idea how it happens. one minute he was drinking alone then the next, he has a girl coming up to his direction and flirt with him. at first, he thought about her only using him to get weed so he told her off,

but she insisted that it wasn’t about that. letting him know that she’s genuinely interested in having a conversation with him. so fifteen minutes later, eddie finds himself enjoying a presence of another person.

“you’re emma, right?” he asks, seeing her nod. “y/n told me that you like me.”

“oh god” she laughs, covering her face in embarrassment. “she didn’t have to say that! she made a promise not to tell.”

“i’m her best friend, of course she tells me everything” he proudly says, downing the rest of the beer before chucking it onto the bin,

“you don’t feel weird about that?”

“no why would i be?”

“usually when someone learns that there’s a guy or a girl like them, they usually avoid them like a plague.”

“oh, not me” he shakes his head. “I’d be so flattered to know someone actually like me.”

“kind of like you and y/n there?”

“huh? no, we’re just friends.” he confirms

she cocks her head to the side, “just friends? are you sure?”

“yes? why are you asking?”

“dunno it’s just—you look at her differently. like she’s your soulmate or something” with a shrug, she watches how he gulps and runs his fingers through his hair nervously,

“oh t-that’s nothing. we’re just friends.” he confirms yet again, “plus, she has his eyes on someone else and he’s taking her upstairs just now.”

“who?”

“danny” he almost groans at the name being spoken. “that fucking pretty boy who could easily sweep any girl off her feet and now he got y/n hooked too.”

he almost wanted to say ‘my girl’. almost

“you sure about that?” emma narrows her eyes over his shoulder. “because danny is there and y/n isn’t with him”

confusion written all over his face as he follows her gaze. turning around to find danny fist bumping with his friends before sipping on his drink. he looks displeased to say at least.

something’s not right…

“i gotta go—i need to look for her” he bids without even looking at her before walking away from the kitchen. hearing her protests but he pays no mind to it.

eddie think twice about going over to danny and give him a piece of mind, however you’re far more important than punching a jock right now.

“y/n?! y/n!” he fights through a sea of people, screaming your name. “it’s a party dumbass, she’s not going to hear you.”

his head frantically looks over to the sides, eyes trailing from upstairs and back to the party. bunch of curses falling over his lips as he fails to find you,

“hey you—with the… never mind, have you seen y/n?” he asks a random stranger who only shrugs in response, eddie jumps from one person to another. asking about you and give them brief description about your appearance,

“she went to the bathroom” one girl points her finger down to the hallway, “i don’t know what happened but she looked like she was about to have a break down”

hearing that just makes his heart drop, what could possibly go wrong?

“okay, thanks” he mutters, speed walking towards the bathroom at the end of the hall. which thankfully there aren’t people crowding the area, they’re all far too busy with get shitfaced.

“sweetheart?” eddie calls, knocking softly on the door. “it’s me—your eddie.”

you don’t give him a verbal answer. just a choked sob that leaves your throat, causing eddie’s heart to break even more.

“i’m coming in, okay?” he doesn’t wait for your response, twisting the door knob as he opens the door. a sight of you, breaking down on the floor, body shaking is enough just to create an unbearable heartache for him.

“oh, sweetheart” he closes the door softly, walking towards your figure as he kneels down. “what happened?”

you ignore him for a few seconds and eddie doesn’t push it more. after a while, you lift your head up to look at him. eyes red and teary with smudged mascara. cheeks coated with fresh tears.

is it bad to think how pretty you look even in this state?

his hands reach out. aching to hold your hands in his, he feels internally relieved when you don’t push him away.

“mind telling me what’s wrong? was it danny? did he do this to you?” he needs to control his rage when he speaks the name. yet how could he when that motherfucker just made his favorite girl cry.

a shaky sigh escape your mouth, broken gaze then falls down to the marble floor. a question builds up in your throat, one that you need to ask him after the horrible exchange you had with danny.

“do you think sex is the only thing I’m good for? am i—boring, apart from that?”

“what?! y/n why the fuck would you ask me that! of course it’s not true!”

again you ignore him, “i feel like there’s nothing else i could ever offer except my body—i mean isn’t that what most guys think of me?”

“no y/n! no! w-what, danny said that?!” he asks, gripping your hands tightly,

you sadly nod, inhaling a sharp breath,

“what exactly did he say to you?” eddie wants nothing more than to walk out of this room and beat the shit out of him,

“h-he said I’m only good for a pair of tits and a h-hole to put it in” you find yourself breaking again, hard sobs leaving your mouth. “and that guys who think their interested in me beyond that are liars—you included”

his eyes are widen, head shaking in furious manner that make his curls move. “y/n you cannot possibly believe that scumbag! why would you think that i-“

“you don’t have to lie eddie, it’s okay”

“i’m not!” he almost screams, “i’m not lying to you—you do know that you are far more interesting than anyone that goes to our fucking school?”

you only shrug, not knowing what to believe anymore. and it hurts him. it hurts him that you somehow trusts danny’s words over his.

“god y/n” he lets out a breathy laugh. “sweetheart, look at me”

he tucks his finger under your chin to get you to see him. and when you do, eddie feels like it’s the right time to say what he needs to say to you.

“y/n y/l/n you’re so unbelievably perfect.” he tells, hands moving to cradle your cheeks and he melts when you lean into his hold. “you are so brilliant—funny, gorgeous, caring and overall fucking. perfect. in my eyes” he breathes out,

your eyes slowly soften at his confession, heart finding its steady beat as your sobs slowly sink away.

“and-and i—fuck it— i made at least 37 songs about you. written so many love letters i lost count knowing that i will never have the balls to say it to you.” he admits, almost too shy. “you’ve become my muse— i look at you and i see home—for once in my life i feel like i could belong because you make me feel so special. you’re the heather locklear to my tommy lee sweetheart. wouldn’t want anybody else on my side when i sell out arenas except you.”

a short silence falls between the two of you before he continues,

“sweetheart all of the things you do—man, you wouldn’t want to know” he jokes, earning a small smile from you. gaze never tearing away from his. “you know, sophomore year? i used to sit in the back of the class, counted the times that you smiled at me and i died on days that you didn’t”

he smiles at the memory. you walked into the classroom in pretty little pink skirt that looked so adorable on you, from that moment on he was sure he fell down into the pit of love.

“y/n—“ he closes his eyes for a moment, because the next thing he’s about to say is going to change everything.

“i am so totally, completely, head over heels, bend over backwards, ten thousand percent, in love with you—have been for two years and it grew even more when i heard you recite lord of the rings with me—and my feelings are not going to change wether you’re capable of letting me or not—so fuck, okay that sounds so demanding—i’m sorry if this is out of line-“

you cut him off by smashing your lips against his, keeping your figure steady by holding onto his shoulders. you swallow the surprise gasp that he lets out.

eddie feels his heart is going to burst—his mind is going ballistic over the fact that his dream girl just kissed him.

holy fucking ozzy, you kissed him! he finds himself melt under your touch right away.

as for you—oh god his lips—where do you even begin? it feels so soft and warm molding against yours. but most importantly it feels so right.

how on earth could you be so blind all these time? months of pining and struggling to find the perfect someone when there has always been the one standing right in front of you but you never even took the time to actually see it.

eddie is the one,

as someone who holds the title for being a straight A student, you sure are fucking stupid when it comes to love.

after for what it feels like eternity, both of you pull away from the kiss. eyes slowly opening up to find another, a smile break out on each other’s faces. his grin though, far bigger than yours.

“holy shit” he laughs, holding you by the waist, “i’ve been wanting to do that for a long time”

“yeah?“ you bite your lip, giggling after. thumbs moving to graze his cheeks lightly, then down to his lips. “was it good?”

“sweetheart it’s even better than i imagined” he sees how you immediately shy away from the comment, head ducking down to avoid his stare. “i love you—fuck i love you so bad”

“i—i love you too” you finally say, brushing out the frizzy bangs that are covering his handsome face. “have been for so so long and i didn’t know you feel that way eds, i thought you had a thing for chrissy and i figured you know—i should back off and move on to someone else just so i can get over you”

“don’t” he quickly replies, not wanting to imagine her being in someone else’s hold. “i’m glad you didn’t because i don’t want you to ever get over me, baby”

you nearly go putty at the nickname, “you’re the only person I want from now on—only you”

his heart grows when you give him the reassurance he needed to hear. brown pupils even dilated when he looks at you—that’s when he knows for sure, he’s got it bad

and he wouldn’t want it any other way,

“all this time” he starts, tugging you closer to him as he buries his face in your neck. his curls tickling you and making you giggle. “i could’ve had you in my arms for two damn years”

“we are two idiots huh? but you finally got me anyway” you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss. feeling him smile through it.

“i finally got you”

—

i feel like this is bad…sorry bsjdjdjd i just had to finish it quickly and empty out my drafts

anyways please do reblog and comment ! xx

[firstdivisiongirl]

Tokyo Revengers Masterlist:

Headcanons:

Rindou Haitani w/ a Good Girl Girlfriend (Rindou)

Izana Kurokawa w/ a Good Girl Girlfriend (Izana)

Fem Reader Trying to Flirt with Ran and Rindou Headcanons (Ran, Rindou)

Day with Mikey Headcanons (Mikey)

Tenjiku's Views on Women (Tenjiku)

Izana, Chifuyu, Haitani Brothers, and Kazutora Reacting Getting a Kiss on Their Cheek and Leaving a Lipstick Stain on Them (Izana, Chifuyu, Ran, Rindou, Kazutora)

Taiju, South, Muto & Keizo w/ a Strong, Fem! Reader Who Can Carry Them (Taiju, South, Muto, Keizo)

Oldest Siblings Club (Oldest Siblings)

Izana, Kakucho, Ran, and Rindou x Reader: Do the Huapango Dance (Izana, Kakucho, Ran, Rindou)

Rindou and Ran Haitani withS/O Who Spends Less Time with Them (Rindou, Ran)

Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, and Shuji Hanma's Ideal Types (Izana, Kakucho, Hanma)

Izana, Ran, and Rindou w/ a Fem Reader Who They See Dance for the First Time (Izana, Ran, Rindou)

Pet Store Trio Falling for a Fem Reader Who Works Near Them (Chifuyu, Kazutora, Baji)

Mikey and Chifuyu Relationship Headcanons (Mikey, Chifuyu)

Young Baji in Love (Baji)

Ran Haitani and Izana Kurokawa with a Video Game Loving Girlfriend (Ran, Izana)

Baji with a Reader Who Takes Care of Her Siblings (Baji)

Mikey with a S/O Who is Good at Mechanical Stuff (Mikey)

Jealous Mikey Headcanons (Mikey)

Ran and Rindou Haitani Dealing with a Crazy Fan (Ran, Rindou)

Baji, Draken, and Mikey as Vampires (Baji, Draken, Mikey)

Baji, Mitsuya and Draken Helping Out a Female Reader When They Feel Uncomfortable (Baji, Mitsuya, Draken)

Chifuyu Matsuno Turning into a Dog (Chifuyu)

Chifuyu, Draken, and Baji with a S/O Who is Obsessed with “Love and Deepspace” (Chifuyu, Draken, Baji)

Fics:

Trust in Some (Mitsuya)

Don’t Worry (Chifuyu)

Save You (Kazutora)

I’d Do Anything Just to Be Able to Hold Your Hand (Emma x Draken)

Gang Girl (Rindou)

Nothing to Worry About (Mikey)

All You Wanted (Mikey)

The Only Thing That Mattered (Chifuyu)

No More Monopoly (Baji, Platonic Chifuyu, Platonic Ryusei)

Your Own Little Shōjo (Baji)

Fifteen Minutes (Baji)

Never Hurt You (Hanma)

I'll Find You (Mikey)

At Least They Liked You (Mikey)

Bang (Kazutora)

[chao-thicc-hcs]

Hi there I really love your work and I was wondering if you could make a head cannon with hanma, manjiro/mikey and sanzu about "if their little sister was sexually harassed or touched inappropriately", not for any weird reasons I just really want comfort✌️😎 ( this is like my first time requesting anything so if it doesn't immediately notify when you respond could you maybe tag me? )

thank you!

a/n: my love goes out to everyone who's experienced such horrible things, including you, anon. ♡ i hope you're all feeling better and i am incredibly sorry, you never deserve it, nobody does.♡ love you all.♡

also, for further notice, i cannot tag you if you're anonymous, because i don't know your username. but your request was sent, thank you for the kind words!

featuring: bonten!sanzu, mikey; toman!sanzu, mikey; hanma shuji

warning(s): mentions of se!ual assault, death, bl00d, bone breaking, drug usage, weapons in general, torture

If their little sister got harassed

Hanma↷

The fucker that did this to her has signed a death contract

You know that shit is gonna go bad when he loses his grin

Will ask her to give him all possible details of the fucker, where she saw him, when it happened, how they looked

He's going to be with her the whole entire time, accompany her everywhere she goes, glaring at anyone who keeps their gaze on her for longer than 2 seconds

If she doesn't feel well, he will understand that, and won't force her to go outside if she refuses to. But he will always be in the same room as her, comforting her with pats and snacks

He's not good with words at all, and will comfort her by watching shows, playing games, or just buying her food

If she has the power to go out, Hanma will spoil her with gifts

Takes her to her favorite bakery and eats sweets with her, trying to make her forget about the encounter

Gives piggy back rides, deffo

For shits and giggles, he will tease her about their childhood memories and probably will chase her around a field, or play hide and seek with her

Always makes sure to check up on her, though, and walks with her to and after school

Definitely gets Kisaki involved and both devise a plan to hunt the bastard down and kill them

Spoiler - it's successful.

Hanma makes sure their death is slow and painful, torturing them first

Kisaki is filming everything

They touched you? Both their arms are now broken

They did something more? Their genitals are cut

If she has a strong stomach, Hanma won't hesitate to show her the video

Even after months and years, he will still interrogate every single new friend his sister makes, especially if it's a guy

toman!Mikey↷

He will cry

No, really, he deffo will cry with her

Buys tons of dorayaki and taiyaki to eat with her and bawl their eyes out together

Has a big blanket wrapped around them and asks Emma to make them lots of ramen to eat together

He will bring her with him at all times, and even when he cannot be around, he will tell either Draken or Takemichi to look after her

Follows you like a dog, he's way too afraid to let you out alone anymore

Emma will also comfort you with him, taking you shopping, making you cook with her and etc.

Mikey will be goofier so he makes you laugh, or he will do stupid shit that will make your life flash before your eyes, just so you forget about all that for a while

Always tries to talk to her and develop very deep topics (without any sexual ones) so she can relax around him and talk in peace

Asks for in depth narration of how her day went, listens to all the new gossip from school or just in general

Goes to the arcade with her. A huge try-hard that wins all the games and gets her plushies, competes with her on who will eat more taiyaki (he always wins but lets her win instead)

However, deep inside, under all this happiness, Mikey will be boiling with rage and is desperately trying to find the person who did this to her

He wants to deal with them alone, and he does so

Manages to get some information from her beforehand, and he makes sure the bastard never touches another human being again

Mikey ambushes him, and beats him to a pulp, carrying the blood of the assaulter with pride

bonten!Mikey↷

Oh lord

He will be furious, and it will be prominent even under his blank expression.

Goes insane, trashing and walking around the entire building like a maniac searching for their stash (after she's left, he doesn't want her to see him like this)

Asks her to tell him everything, absolutely

Immediately orders Kokonoi to take her out shopping, buy her all the shit she lays her eyes upon, and lets her order everyone around for the time being

If not, he doesn't leave the room without her, always supervises her and stays near her

Not good with words , but somehow tries making his presence more.. comforting around her

Doesn't act too harshly in front of her, so to not scare her

Pats her head and tells her "It's not your fault" "I'll make sure this never happens to you again."

Teaches her self defense, and buys her all sorts of pepper sprays, knives (he'd never let her use a gun or katana in her life) and etc.

Still asks his subordinates to keep an eye out on her when she has to go out (he cannot go out for obvious reasons)

Doesn't sleep until he finds who did this to her

Makes sure their death is gruesome and slow, and uses all torture methods bonten has to offer

toman!Sanzu↷

Doesn't say anything, nor has a hasty reaction

Would take her to a bakery, order cheesecake and listen to her vent about it

Listens attentively, and doesn't dare to interrupt

Abides by her wishes the entire day, buys her food, carries her on his back, does everything she asks him to

Another one who isn't good with words. But his love languge will be cleaning her room and taking over her chores, placing a packet of snacks on her desk, every time

Tells her teachers not to bother her too much until she's feeling better

Hugs her, but for no longer than 5 seconds

For the sake of her wellbeing, Sanzu lets her do his hair, his skin care, pluck his eyebrows, and even try on new make up

Watches her from the shadows, all the time. She doesn't notice him at all, but he's there, ready to act when needed

If she manages to give him information on how the person looked, Sanzu will hunt them down with Muto

Muto will beat them to a pulp, and Sanzu will cut off their fingers one by one

bonten!Sanzu↷

Man's furious

Doesn't even fucking wait, demands to find the fucker right now on the spot

He cannot sit straight knowing that the person hasn't been dealt with

Makes her choose how the bastard is dealt with. She wants him to get killed? Good. Drugged to death? Done. Tortured to the point of complete insanity and desperation? Hell yeah.

If she doesn't want to watch nor stay around, Sanzu will keep the bastard in a basement, torturing them every day.

As for comfort, he's not much different from his younger self.

Will probably ask her to do drugs with him but Ran and Rindou will punch him

Brings her random stray animals for her to pet and play with

Long, long night walks around the city, talking about random shit that makes her forget about everything

Lets her style his hair, again

Books trips to whenever, asking Koko to help with the money, of course. Most of the time it is outside Japan

Makes sure the memories are unforgettable (most of the time it's him doing crazy shit like starting random fights, tripping over, doing hand stands on children's playgrounds)

Enjoys playing their favorite music and dance with her

Gives her in depth lessons of how to use weapons, and would even lend her his katana (but will always supervise her)

©chao-thicc-hcs; reblogs are deeply appreciated, i always read your tags

[olderthannetfic]

Just like a small question based on that one ask, but... might the lack of brown/black men in popular M/M ships have to do with people trying really hard not to be racist so they just... never feature black/brown men? Because I know several F/F ships with brown/black women, but I can't remember a single M/M or even M/F with a black/brown male love interest... well, maybe Link/Gan or Zelda/Gan? But besides that one... nothing rings a notable bell.

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There are more than that, anon, even if there aren't a lot.

If we're talking about AO3, Link/Gan has 785 works. Finnpoe has 8,636. Sam/Bucky has 10,591. Do you just not watch live action media?

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Part of it is "I don't know. I just don't find them hot for some reason..."-style racism. That can shift with time and exposure but there's no instant fix even if someone is interested in changing their own tastes.

Part of it is being instantly screamed at and held to higher standards. (And yes, no matter how much people want to whine and say this isn't true, it is true, and anyone who goes ahead and writes despite the haters will tell you so.)

Part of it is fear of messing up above and beyond fear of reactions. Personally, I think this is toxic white guilt-flavor time-wasting and it's better to try and fail than not try, but it's a massive factor in what some people choose to write.

A lot of it is simply the composition of the mega-franchises that tend to generate the ships with bajillions of works. If we're looking at AO3 circles, the biggest f/f ships are not that big. If you look at m/m ships of the same size, there are some with some guy who is not white and not a pale-skinned Asian.

Here's the AO3 f/f tag where you can directly see what's big in the sidebar.

Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor (20389)

Evil Queen | Regina Mills/Emma Swan (15516)

Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s) (14062)

Clarke Griffin/Lexa (12661)

Minor or Background Relationship(s) (11492)

Adora/Catra (She-Ra) (10855)

Amity Blight/Luz Noceda (9751)

Sirius Black/Remus Lupin (7913)

Blake Belladonna/Yang Xiao Long (7205)

Korra/Asami Sato (6866)

If we exclude nonspecific tags and misplaced dudes, we add:

Alex Danvers/Maggie Sawyer (6127)

Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler (6120)

Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught (5738)

Luz Noceda and Korra have darker skin. Lana Parrilla is Latina, but is Regina Mills? This isn't exactly some paradise for the diversity you're talking about.

Here's the M/M tag:

Castiel/Dean Winchester (107699)

Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski (68231)

Sherlock Holmes/John Watson (65757)

Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter (64761)

James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers (59546)

Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) (48169)

Minor or Background Relationship(s) (47119)

Steve Rogers/Tony Stark (43665)

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson (41631)

Sirius Black/Remus Lupin (40374)

Let's exclude some things and see what we get as we head towards the 5-20k range.

Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku (38445)

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V (36025)

Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn (35907)

Keith/Lance (Voltron) (31634)

Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester (30488)

Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood (29568)

Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) (28959)

Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin (28191)

Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter (27775)

Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou (27193)

Well, we've got Lance. (*shudder*) He's one of the most distasteful and useless stock character types in episode one and is the reason I never bothered to touch Voltron again, but his fans are certainly loud enough about him being Latino.

Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov (26087)

Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) (26058)

Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF) (21900)

Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (21897)

Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) (21296)

Original Male Character/Original Male Character (21035)

Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion (20224)

James T. Kirk/Spock (18810)

Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru (18703)

Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin (18147)

Eddie Diaz is Latino.

Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel (17787)

Levi Ackerman/Eren Yeager (16950)

Dan Howell/Phil Lester (16818)

Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier (16229)

Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet (16193)

Harry Potter/Severus Snape (15551)

Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich (15539)

Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki (14990)

Keith/Shiro (Voltron) (14816)

Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio (14780)

We've got the Taika Waititi thirsters in this cohort.

Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier (14413)

Rodney McKay/John Sheppard (14209)

Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto (13135)

Tartaglia | Childe/Zhongli (Genshin Impact) (13016)

Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know (12962)

Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto (12878)

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic (12817)

Loki/Thor (Marvel) (12767)

Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren (12391)

Frank Iero/Gerard Way (12146)

Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams (12050)

Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou (12002)

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga (11898)

Jeon Jungkook/Min Yoongi | Suga (11352)

Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin (11101)

Levi Ackerman/Erwin Smith (11088)

Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones (11083)

Loki/Tony Stark (10699)

Enjolras/Grantaire (Les Misérables) (10523)

Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin (10415)

Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield (10312)

Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard (10211)

Miya Atsumu/Sakusa Kiyoomi (9950)

Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne (9944)

Lee Donghyuck | Haechan/Mark Lee (9763)

Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington (9686)

Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru (9625)

Byun Baekhyun/Park Chanyeol (9471)

Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski (9367)

Clint Barton/Phil Coulson (9359)

Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist (9347)

Nico di Angelo/Will Solace (9317)

Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji (9186)

Wang Yi Bo/Xiao Zhan | Sean (8973)

Jim Ellison/Blair Sandburg (8785)

Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks (8710)

Alhaitham/Kaveh (Genshin Impact) (8657)

Peter Parker/Tony Stark (8607)

Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto (8588)

James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson (8522)

Only here are we finally getting down to the range where a lot of the big f/f ships on AO3 hang out, and here's Sam/Bucky, which is frankly not a small pairing at all unless you only mean in comparison to Stucky.

I'll stop there for m/m since these numbers are getting pretty distorted by me filtering out everything higher up, but you get the idea. Even that wretched Old Guard fandom couldn't completely kill off its ship, though then we get into how you're defining your terms and how much actual skin tone matters.

Here's f/m on AO3:

Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug (32122)

Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy (26417)

Original Female Character(s)/Original Male Character(s) (23498)

Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren (23403)

Minor or Background Relationship(s) (18497)

James Potter/Lily Evans Potter (18142)

Kylo Ren/Rey (15915)

James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader (15200)

Pepper Potts/Tony Stark (14547)

Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley (13843)

Bellamy Blake/Clarke Griffin (13551)

Fox Mulder/Dana Scully (13145)

Oliver Queen/Felicity Smoak (11318)

Captain Hook | Killian Jones/Emma Swan (11031)

Castiel/Dean Winchester (10851)

Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth (9236)

Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski (9152)

Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson (9141)

Other Relationship Tags to Be Added (9108)

Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper (9046)

Bellamy Blake's actor is Filipino, isn't he? I remember race wank.

I don't see anything particularly significant until we get further down the listings, but there are definitely smaller fandoms like Leverage where everybody loves and ships the black guy.

I mean, yes, clearly, media does have a bias against darker skin, and the darker the skin, the bigger the bias. This bias may be exacerbated by fandom, but in a lot of cases, it just seems to be replicated at about the same level.

That pattern notwithstanding, it seems like you just haven't heard of a lot of ships.

[battampria]

DAINTYKILL'S EDITING EVENT

let's get this bread this is day 1 of @daintykill's event!!!

the prompt was character(s) related to both cats and dogs in some way!!

im sorry these look mad lazy but yeah I did emma and aleksander. emma is a cat and aleksander is a dog :3 i should really read it tho i love the style

f2u w/ credit

graphics w/o gif here