#sir I am on my knees for u rn

[neganwifey25-blog]

Omfgggggggggggggg whhyyyyy is he so fineeeee omfgggg😭😭😭😭😩🫠🥴

Between this video and the video of Terzo saying “you might get fucked tonight” I can’t take it anymore 😭🫠

— That one clip everyone loves,,

♡

[sk1bidi-n1k0-e4ts-people]

omgomgomg u are literally the only one feeding my dad tony heart rn <3 u should do a fic with dad tony and child reader's first day of school! (I'll let u handle on the details) have a good day!

I loved this request so much <3

Summary: you, tonys childs first day of school

Warnings: none

A/N: this is my first request and I'm super excited about it, anon, you just made my day <3

+•°+*°•++•°+*°•++•°+*°•++•°+*°•+

you made sure to wake up extra early, in order to not be late, like 5 am kind of early, you ran out of bed and most of your stuffed animals fell to the floor, you rushed into your fathers bedroom, jumping onto the bed as fast as possible.

"DADDY DADDYY" when tony didn't even stir from his slumber, you threw your tiny body on top of him, that's what got him up

"Y/N what are you doing up?"

"its my first day of schoool!" You said bouncing up and down on the bed,

"Whoo slow down there missy, kindergarten doesn't start for another 3 hours" tony said with a small smile on his face, catching you and taking you into his arms, laying back down holding you this time

"Heyyy" you said grumpy "why are we laying down i have to go to schoooolll" you whined

"Because you're gonna take a nap Y/N/N, it is far to early for you to be up" you only sighed and laid down, tony stroking his fingers through your hair.

"Jarvis, remind me to get Y/N up at 8:30"

"Will do sir"

+•°+*°•+

tony woke up before you, around 8 am, so he got up, made coffee and sat at the couch chowing down on a piece of toast, when Jarvis spoke up.

"it is 8:25 A.M, and is hardly cloudy" tony walked over to his room, where you were still sleeping peacefully, when he decided to have some fun with you. Opening the door slowly tony sing-song "Oh Y/N/N"

You stirred in your sleep, before waking up fully turning over from your side, to your back, looking over you saw your father, with his fingers sped out like claws, and crouched over, he slowly stalked over to the bed, when he got close enough, he quickly scooped you into his arms, you screamed a high pitched scream, before giggling having not expected to be woken up to that.

"Guess what time it isss" tony whispered into your ear

"ITS MY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL" you squealed jumping out of tonys arms and bolting of to your room to put on the outfit you and tony picked out the night before, you quickly put on the little white shirt, and small jeans, putting your pink sweater over it all.

Tony made you a small bowl of your favorite cereal, and you were both out the door, when you arrived at the kindergarten you were starting to become more and more nervous, tony noticed this and got down on one knee to be more on your level,

"Whats wrong sweetheart?" Tony asked with concern

"I'm nervous, what if none of the kids like me" you said with a frown, eyes downcast, tony hated seeing you like this,

"Baby, dont worry about that, the kids will love you, and so will the teachers, you're gonna do great sweetpea" when tony said this, you regained your confidence back, smiling you said to your father

"Ok daddy" and the two of you were back to walking down the hall to your class, before you stepped in the small classroom tony again bent down and gave you the biggest hug, and kissed your cheek "bye baby, be good" with that you were off into the classroom,

on the way home, tony may or may not have gotten emotional, he hated seeing you grow up so fast, he wanted his baby girl to slow down a bit, he missed the days where he would feed you in the crook of his arm, or rock you to sleep as you rested on his chest.

+•°+*°•+

When tony came to pick you up, you ran to him and gave him the biggest hug your tiny body could produce, on the way home tony smiled listening to you going on and on about your great day, not leaving anything out,

"And this girl named camilla let me borrow this blue crayon she was using, and then when it was dress-up time we were both princesses, and then she asked me to be her friend." This continued for about an hour, tony holding on to every word you said.

A/N: I hope whoever requested this likes it, <3

[disneyanddisneyships]

I am once again asking

........ I enjoy angst

Warnings: SA, R@pe, if you're uncomfortable with topics like that then pls don't read this.

"Dont lose your head!" Roxxie sang out on the stage of Valentino's club.

She walked backstage, collecting all of the money that old farts had placed in her underwear.

"Great job tonight, rox!" Aponi called.

"Thanks 'pones!" Roxxie called back as she made her way to her dressing station.

A large shadow loomed behind her.

"Mmm hello Roxanne," Valentino's voice came from behind, slithering into her line of hearing like a serpent.

"Hey val," She muttered.

"Be in my room in 15 minutes, dollface," Valentino whispered into her ear as his hand stroked her face gently.

"Yes sir," she replied.

"And wear something minimal. Angel's taking a ight off, and daddy needs some time to decompress," Valentino muttered before walking away.

Roxxie's phone lit up with a texts from one of her best friends.

Verosika: you'll NEVER believe the shit Blitzø just pulled! Roxxie: can't talk rn V. I'll text u later xoxo

Roxxie put her phone down before changing into some lingerie.

She was about to head over to Val's before taking a look at her phone.

A moment passed.

She sighed and put her phone in one of her boots.

She knocked on the overlords door.

"Come in," a familliar voice slithered.

Roxxie took a deep breath before walking into the room.

It was dimly lit by the fire in the fire place.

"Oh good girl. Come here baby," Valentino ordered, a smile on his face as he made a 'come here' motion with his finger.

Roxxie walked over to the moth demon, for him to grab her and tug her down onto his knee.

"I want you to ride me," Valentino stated with hooded eyes.

"Val no.. we have a contract..... I don't give out actual sex, just blow jobs and crap-"

Valentino grabbed her wrists, anger shining on his face.

"You'll do as I fucking say. You're a succubus. It's what you're made for," he growled.

"Mister Valentino, please. You know I don't-"

"Shut up, whore!" Valentino yelled as he stood up and threw her onto the couch harshly before forcefully spreading her legs.

In he split second she had, roxxie jerked her knee up, hitting Valentino in the jaw before she stood up from the couch and made a run to escape, only to be stopped by the moth demon grabbing her ankle and tripping her, making her horn crack off and scratch across her eye.

"AGH!" She exclaimed as she clutched her face.

She attempted to get her phone out of her boot...

She was too late.

Valentino pinned her down on the floor.

.........

Roxxie got up from Valentino's bed.

He was asleep, thank God.

She walked out of his dressing room and got her coat on, grabbing her phone out of her boot.

"Verosika can you come pick me up? Please...?" She asked as she wiped tears from her eyes.

"Of course. What happened?" Verosika asked from the other line.

"...... Valentino," Roxxie muttered in response.

[b1mbodoll]

AAAAAAA OMG DO I HAVE A LONG ASS ASK FOR YOU. MY DATE/NOT DATE HAS JUST CONCLUDED....

So a little back story - I worked with this guy this past summer and like the first time we met I alr liked him. Like he was exactly my type. Like 100%. But I'm super shy (never dated anyone, never kissed anyone, never held hands with anyone) so I never really did anything obvious that I liked him bc I was nervous. We kind of flirted (maybe) a lot near the end of the summer. We texted a lot a lot but he ended up moving up to college for his apartment earlier than expected so we never got to see eachother after our last days of work. There was lots of drama on my end surrounding that trust. Like mental anguish bc I fumbled the bag hard.

Anyways. We start school respectively (I go to school in NY and him in TX) and we don't talk that often, just snap like everyday. But as the semester goes on we reply to each other's stories and have short, friendly convos more frequently. Flashforward to like, a week ago or something. I reply to his insta story and we start talking. He finds out that I'm going home for Thanksgiving and he is to so he asks me to hang out. This is odd bc we weren't close enough as friends for me to think that he would ask to see me.

Anyways again, I'm skipping details bc otherwise I'll never finish this lmao - the date/not date was like everything else we do. Vaguely romantic but could also be friendly. He picked me, we ate dinner and then went ice skating together. He walked up to my door to get me, held open doors for me, and opened the car door to walk me back to my house after we got back. But like - no moves were made. No attempts to hold my hand or kiss me. AT ALL. But like he also complimented my butterfly hair lips like sir 😭😭 idk what you want from me.

But now I'm feeling kind of tired of 6-7 months of not knowing where we stand with eachother. So I texted him afterwards saying "Thank you so much for tonight, I loved seeing you again! Although, I did want to know if it was a date or if it really was intended as just a hangout, bc it did seem like it sometimes? Either way, I'd love to meet up with you again if we're both in town!" He then liked bith of the thank you messages and replied, we definitely should. But then he replied to the daye/not date ask with - I don't know. I'll have to think about it. He then said something about it being more than he anticipated but still good, so idk if that means that it wasn't intended as a date but became one and he enjoyed it or if he meant it as a date but I fumbled the bag (I give just as many mixed signals bc I'm an anxious coward lmao) but it still ended up okay.

HOWEVER, I AM A GENIUS, LIKE RIZZ MASTER 1000. I accidentally left something in his car so tmmr morning he's gonna drive back to drop it off (It's like an hour round trip for him). And tomorrow is the day I will stop being a bitch. I'm gonna tell him that I'm interested but that I also do genuinely enjoy him as a person so like, however he intends to meet up with ne in the future I'll be okay with that.

So yeah. Story time over 🫶🫶🫶🫶 Sorry that it's actually so long but I remember how excited you were so I wanted to let you know how it went 💗💗💗💗

IM ON MY KNEES RN STOP u r so cute and agh!!!!!! i will be needing an update with whatever happens pretty please, honey 🤲

im so ☹️☹️☹️ u guys went ice skating ☹️ that’s so so so so fucking cute!!!!!! that actually is so cute my heart cant take it ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ but no moves being mad.. 🤬 yeah i need to have a stern talking to with this man!!! what r ur intentions with my little angel, you HEATHEN!!! hehe no but srsly dont be anxious sweetheart! i know its hard n way easier said than done, but you seem so wonderful and im sure he thinks that as well! im so glad you had a good time <3

rizz master 1000 has me crying omg ur too silly 😭 but him driving AN HOUR TO GIVE U UR THINGS STOP IT my little heart is so warm :( im proud of u for messaging him and asking for clarification about what the lil hangout was! n pls u r anything BUT a bitch!!!!! ur perfect and i hope things work out well with him!

dont apologize for he length! i love anything romance so inwas looking forward to this update!!!! wishing u the best of luck with him <3 mwah

[whyse7vn]

MILITARY WIFE -

[ot7 x reader]

SEOKJIN -

jin: if you’re pregnant now this the time to tell me

y/n: blocking you

jin: you are my fire

y/n: kick fucking rocks seokjin

jin: breaking both my legs

y/n: are you gonna miss me that much?

jin: no

being in the army seems like so much effort

y/n: bye

jin: i’m so fr

what the fuck am i kim seokjin gonna do in the fucking army

y/n: ran laps and shit idk

jin: FOR 2 YEARS

oh no

sorry not going

i have a really bad knee and ur pregnant my arm is bent backwards and hitting all these c4’s has given me slight brain damage

y/n: clearly

jin: what

y/n: what

jin: plus ur like super depressed and me leaving would only increase that depression which is understandable

yk? since i’m me and all

y/n: i think i’ll be fine

jin: don’t lie babe

y/n: just say ur gonna miss me and move on kim seokjin

jin: i won’t and pls stop saying my full name i don’t know you like that…

y/n: suddenly ur single

jin: wtf what did i do

y/n: i’m so sick of you

jin: see a doctor or something idk?

but we need to make a baby like rn ur not pregnant right ?

y/n: no and i don’t plan on being anytime soon

jin: um that’s not apart of the plan…

i clearly said ur pregnant my arm is bent backwards and something bout a knee injury are you not following?????

y/n: no i am

i just think ur being ridiculous

jin: ME???????

i think ur the ridiculous one rn

ur loving bf is trying to stay with you and is willing to go against the laws to do so and ur not helping???

i think we should take a break or something…

y/n: for 2 years?

jin: OMG UR WORKING WITH THEM ARENT YOU?

you want me gone

y/n: …

YOONGI -

y/n:

yoongi: bye

i’m not even gone yet

y/n: i don’t know if i’m ready for the military wife shit…

yoongi: we aren’t married so you don’t need to worry about that life

y/n: shut the fuck up

anyways

bae why didn’t you tell me sooner i mean what if was pregnant or something ???

yoongi: you’ve known for a whole year and ur not pregnant.

y/n: WHAT IF YOONGI

yoongi: do not start this shit again.

y/n: you wouldn’t be there when i gave birth..

the first birthday…

i can’t do this yoongi…

yoongi: oh no i guess we have to break up😱

y/n: yk what i’m gonna have a blast when ur gone

yoongi: crazy

what about the baby

y/n: fuck the baby the baby isn’t real it was a test of your love and commitment to me and you FAILED

yoongi: damn :/

y/n: you’ll be fine tho right

yoongi: ofc my love

y/n: i mean idc i knew that lolz

was just checking

yoongi: i know bby

y/n: ew ur hot and i love you

yoongi: ew?

y/n: ew

yoongi: ew i guess i love you too

y/n: and u think i’m hot?

yoongi: the hottest

y/n: ur so cringe bro

yoongi: bro???

y/n: it’s time to put this picture up i think

yoongi: 😐

y/n: and when people come to our house i’m gonna be like “yeah that’s my husband… he’s out at war rn” (i’m looking out the window at this point) a single tear runs down my face as i rub my stomach and smile “he’ll be back soon” then there’ll be a knock at the door making me and who ever tf is with me jump a little i go answer the door with the person following behind me (they are nosey af) i open the door and gasp “bang pd… what are you doing here?” he’s holding his hat in his hands and looks really upset he looks at the ground as he speaks to me “y/n….”

yoongi: what the fuck

let the pregnancy thing go

and just because i’m joining the military doesn’t mean i’m going to war you know that right?

and why do i have to die at the end?

y/n: you need to be asking the real questions like who tf is in the house with me ?

also i never said you died YOU said that

yoongi: well it was implied that i died

y/n: shut UP

yoongi: anyways im omw home put the heating on

y/n: sir yes sir 🫡

JIMIN -

y/n: WHEN YOU SAID LIGHT IT UP LIKE DYNAMITE YOU WAS FR THIS WHOLE TIME ?!?

jimin: yeah babe 😔💔

y/n: you fr gonna me lighting hoes up ????

jimin: with a little funk and soul

y/n: omg send me a pic of ur first ak 🥺

jimin: idk if they’ll actually give us guns

y/n: why not?

jimin: kim namjoon with a gun make that make sense

y/n: ur so right

maybe they’ll just give you one

and yoongi the others idk…

my boys and their lil pistols 🥺🥺🥺🥺

jimin: do you think i’ll look good bald?

y/n: no

but it’s okay i’ll still love you

jimin: …

y/n: xoxo

NAMJOON -

y/n: you taking this army shit too far don’t you think…

namjoon: 🤨

y/n: i’m ur number one supporter always but like…

i’m all for army don’t get me wrong

but actually joining one i think you’ve got confused…

namjoon: babe.

y/n: so if you could fix ur confusion then we can continue

namjoon: buzzcut

y/n: ur bags are packed

when do you join

when do i get to see

you can take your phone with you right

GOd FORBID I LET YOU TAKE THAT FUCK ASS ANDROID make sure you take that iphone

you can definitely send me photos right

ur gonna be so buff omg

i’m gonna combust

but i like ur long hair

wtf no

☹️☹️☹️☹️

it makes you look so great

it’s so you

so soft

frames ur face so nicely

what if i hate the buzz

what if ur head is wonky

nvm u cant do it

tell them ur not going because what if the other people bully you for ur wonky head

i won’t be there to help you

i cant have that

ok it’s official you’re staying

namjoon: babe

y/n: call them namjoon before it’s too late

namjoon: it’s going to be fine

y/n: no it’s not

wtf am i gonna do without you

FOR 2 YEARS BABE

ur telling me i have to eat alone as in all by myself ?

no thanks

i’ll pass

namjoon: stop it

it’ll be fine

y/n: 😟😟😟😟😟😟

don’t talk to me i’m sad

man

what the heck

ok i’m over it

namjoon: oh?

y/n: yep

namjoon: cool

y/n: cool.

namjoon: 👍🏻

y/n: fuck you and ur stupid little thumbs up

namjoon: what

y/n: what if i also join the army

namjoon: be fr with me love

y/n: WDYM i could so do it

namjoon: right…

if you were to join

it literally changes nothing

y/n: :c

we could shoot guns together

and have a picnic on the field

namjoon: we would be separated babe

y/n: FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

namjoon: oh wow

y/n: i am over it

namjoon: ofc you are

y/n: are you trying to fight me??

namjoon: no??

y/n: how about i pack ur bags now

just leave me in the dirt already idc

namjoon: ☹️

TAEHYUNG -

y/n: is all of seventeen single?

tae: idk wtf

i do not see why this is relevant

y/n: yk

tae: yk what?

y/n: i’m going to ask google

tae: hello what???

y/n: google didn’t help

the bitch said maybe maybe not

loser

she’s supposed to KNOW

tae: what is going on

and do you not have their numbers

thought u were besties

y/n: IK THAT

but i can’t just ask like that what if they catch on

what then tae

tae: catch on to what?

y/n: that i want one of them

are you silly

keep up

but that would totally ruin my whole plan

tae: ???

are you sick in the head

ur bf is right here

you are actively telling me all this yk that right?

ur kinda a bad cheater

y/n: hey

i need to make plans for the future ur gonna be gone for 2 years i need to be loved

tae: i’ll still love you when i’m in the army wtf

y/n: cute

but that will not cut it

who will i wake up to everyday?

who will play the trumpet at 9pm really loud and do it as bad as you?

who will talk to me about their sick obsession with feet?

tae: fine be like that

i just find a new gf fuck you

cheating BITCH

y/n: wtf

that is not fair i let you kiss and cuddle ur all ur little members for our whole relationship

i think it’s only fair that i get to hold a seventeen members hand for a bit

tae: i DO NOT kiss and cuddle them wtf

y/n: okay.

tae: what if somebody leaks our chats and the people believe that

it will ruin my perfect image

y/n: they already think you kiss and cuddle and ur doing perfectly fine

tae: how do you know

y/n: how do you not know

tae: what seventeen member do you want

y/n: don’t talk about my bfs like they are shopping items

but i am not picky woman

first come first serve

tae: but you-

nvm idc

fuck you

y/n: maybe i’ll date them all at once

then i fr never be lonely

tae: my fans will dox you and take all ur money

y/n: booo

my house is your house

my money is your money

we’ll be doxxed and broke together when you come back 😍

my 13 men will take care of me when ur gone

tae: 13 men is 26 feet 🦶

y/n: this is when i stop talking to you

JUNGKOOK -

jk: :(

me when i think about going to the army

:/

me when i think about being alone

:(

me when think about being away from you

:/

me 2 hours ago

:D

me rn

y/n: what changed in the last 2 hours

jk: i got something

y/n: what did you get

jk: i don’t want to tell you

just know it makes me happy and i’m a grown adult so i can buy what ever i want

y/n: omg okay.

why so defensive what the hell

jk: you shouted at me last time i told you about something i got

y/n: jungkook you brought a rock for 4k

a

ROCK

for

4

k

jk: the past is the past for a reason

y/n: anyways

what did you get

jk: not telling

anyways have i told you how much i love toy story

loved it for my whole life

y/n: you watched it for the first time yesterday

jk: ok?

y/n: bye

maybe going to the army will do you good

they might be able to scare you into acting right

jk: i act perfectly fine the heck?

y/n: a 4k rock is not perfectly fine to me

LIKE FR A PLAIN NORMAL ROCK it’s all coming back to me ur actually so sick in the head omg

jk: LET IT GO OMG

ur making me upset

y/n: what the fuck jungkook

jk: ?????

y/n: how much money did you pay for this

jk: not following

are we still on the rock?

because it was 4k you literally just said that

y/n: jungkook

jk: stop saying my name i’m kinda scared rn

y/n: WHY DID A PACKAGE OF 1462 TOY STORY SOCKS JUST COME TO MY DOOR?

jk: oh

lolz

why would you open it

was my package not urs :(

y/n: how much was it

jk: my phone is going crazy rn omg

i think someone leaked my number

i have to get rid of it asap omg

y/n: i will not let you into this house

how much was it

jk: haha

so um

funny thing is

omg is that car coming towards me?

omg i think itBDSHD/£:££:£:£:;£;&3&348(8(8(84847£4£44££;£3&3&

hey

this is a random lady on the street ur bf jungkook got hit by a car he idk if he’s alive let me pass the phone

hEy babbbe i cAn hrdly breatheee rn idk if i’m gnA make ittttt

jst know in my last momentttts i was thInking obf u luv u biye xx

y/n: do not come home unless you want to die fr

jk: hello this is the random lady again ur bf died i’m sorry for ur loss

y/n: how much did the socks cost you

jk: 7

y/n: 7?

jk: k

y/n: i pray the army takes everything from you

jk: ….

y/n: including ur will to live

HOSEOK -

hobi: until i join the army i have decided to live my life as an australian

starting now

y/n: how unfortunate

hobi: naur way it’s dandy mate

y/n: oh wow

what made you make this decision?

hobi: i saw that new jeans girl say let’s gaur and my life was changed mate

y/n: ur accents so strong it comes through in text that’s crazy i must say

hobi: let’s gaur down under on top naur way

y/n: this is taking years off my life

hobi: naur way mate hopefully it takes 2 years off mine mate let’s gaur

y/n: this feels like it’s a form of self punishment

hobi: bingo mate naur way you’ve cracked it i wanna die mate

y/n: wow

this is a lot to take in all at once

hobi: naur mate this is crush hour crush hour let’s gaur

y/n: idk if australians say naur in every sentence

hobi: naur mate it’s an auzzy thing mate you would get it let’s gaur

y/n: no cuz ur so right my fault

hobi: naur i think it’s time i end this let’s gaur

i will now only talk in song lyrics

starting now

pop pop pop

y/n: oh man

i was just starting to like the australian thing

hobi: pull my sneakers on

tell me tell me

y/n: tell you what?

hobi: got army right behind us when we say so

y/n: soon u will be army

isn’t that crazy

hobi: darling i don’t wish you well

y/n: omg ?!

rude

breaking up with you

hobi: i might kill my ex

y/n: sick little fuck

hobi: kiss kiss fall in love

baby i’m sorry

y/n: forgive you

hobi: i’m not sorry

ok i’ve decided i only want to talk in emoji

starting now

☠️

y/n: i feel like i’m having a stroke

hobi: 😭🙏🏻

y/n: i’m leaving now

hobi: 😟😟😟😟😟😟

😣😣😣😣😣

😰😰😰😰😰

😞😞😞😞😞

😐😐😐😟😟

…

kinda hate this one. did write it before jin left too so yez also sorry jimin’s one is kinda short it’s sosososs long to make these individual ones i feel like as i go through each member you can see me low-key going insane and shit not making any sense hope you enjoyed it tho xoxo

[blueathens]

chilwell tuesday | ben during the chelsea v norwich city match, in which he scores his fourth goal in four consecutive games | Premier League 2021-22 | October 23, 2021

[frogfootiepajamaguy]

Casually self-inserting myself into my two fave slasher movies so I can simp for the main killers and basically replacing the final girls cause I would've done shit differently:

Featuring; My non-existent will to live, the simp inside of me, my inner gremlin and the fact that I'm Gen Z

TW: Swearing, simping

BUBBA SAWYER (TCM)

Four people in a van? No. Me in a van who the fuck would I invite I have no friends

Hey look a hitch hiker that definately isn't related to mass murdering cannibals and definately isn't one himself

Want a ride- SIKE. I ain't lettin no stranger come into my fuckin van and start cutting his fuckin hand so I drive straight ahead-

Oh shit I ran out of gas. Can't have a horror movie without making the main character's car run out of gas right?

So shenanigans start and I start fuckin walkin to god knows where and found a house

So I go inside like the bad bitch I am and OH MY GOD

Bubba's out of the closet with a chainsaw! Congrats on opening up about your sexuality Bubba :D 🏳️‍🌈 💅👏👏👏👏👏

And Bubba's just standing there wondering why the fuck I'm clapping

Then I fuckin do an f boi face like a simp and say "Aha ur so seggsy don't kill me~"

Holy shit bone furniture and a chicken in a cage "Damn bro u live like this?"

Cut to the part where I fuckin run for my life- Jk i got myself captured

Cue dinner - Oh hey it's the hitch hiker I ditched - the food is fuckin gross but that chainsaw guy with a mask made out of faces kinda cute tho 👀.

They bring down grandpa and holy fuck it's William Afton. The fuck you doin in TMC

So they eating. Eating is good, eating is great - SIKE - while yall were eating I got myself out of the ropes and scratched my hands in the process, why? I'm a gremlin thats why

Then I snatch Bubba's fuckin chainsaw. Idc how strong he is I snatch it anyway and use it to chase away his brothers and William Afton cause i'm quirky lol

And then I kiss Bubba and we lived happily ever after.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE (THE BOY)

Took a nanny job, got inside the mansion, greeted the parents, met the doll - "Damn nice house u got here👀"

Anyway, they give me instructions, Brahms will be nice to me if I obey them, feed and bathe and love the doll more than life itself gotcha

Oh hey it's the grocery boy Malcolm except I'll only say hi and take the groceries and never interact with him again cause social interaction is overrated

Kaaaay so far I've loved the doll like it's my own child and never made any mistakes and obeyed the rules... Where wall man at.

*Walls thumping* *Insert caveman spongebob meme*

Timeskip to that one scene where Greta and Malcolm confronts Greta's abusive ass ex except I don't have an ex cause I never considered dating an option before and after I discovered what simping was

So just me standing in the living room then cause I think I broke a rule🧍‍♀️*COUGH* sleeping late *COUGH*

THE WALLS ARE THUMPING THE WALLS ARE THUMPING

THE MIRROR BROKE HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT

*Insert Brahms most iconic and hottest scene in the entire movie and me giving an opera singer a run for her money because of my absolute high pitched simp scream*😩😩

Brahms looming over me with his head near my forehead "Sir are we about to kiss rn 👀"

Greta was a fuckin p*ssy running away. WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU RUN AWAY FROM THIS HOT PIECE OF ASS

So anyways I get down on my knee and pull out a ring

And then we have a makeshift wedding and live out the rest of our lives together inside the house cause fuck social interaction-

THE END.

[forjongseong]

hi nana *insert jakes squaring up pose* I'm here to provide ✨ commentary ✨ bcs I'm feel like giving it ;w; dunno of I'd do the same for the rest tho ISKDOEKDO

THIS IS FOR PART 3 JUST SAYING SINCE I JUDT FOUJD OUT I HAVENT READ IT YET EITHER???????????

Are you covering up the hickeys? Did I leave too many? — BOYYYYY YES U PROLLY DID BUT DONT BE SHY, LEAVE SOME MORE“Right, sorry, Boss,” Jay cleared his throat. You looked at him and he winked. It took everything in you not to blush and laugh. — U SLY LITTLE FUCK LMFAO THATS SO HOT STOOOPPPP I LITERALLY GIGGLED

The other staff quickly sipped their morning coffee, or tea, and some were still chewing the snacks they got from the bar. When it comes to morning meetings, you insisted that they store munchies in the snack bar and serve fresh pots of coffee and tea so the staff do not need to worry about getting breakfast and arriving late. — UGH WHAT A QUEEN WE LOVE A COOL BOSS WHO KNOWS THE STRUGGLES IN LIFE AND LETS U GET AWAY WITH IT 🤧

On the other side of the room, Jay gulped. Hearing you say those words reminded him of when you sucked the life out of him in your office. The first of many sinful rendezvous with you. — 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤😵😵😵😵😵🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

“Oh my God,” Keeho suddenly spoke. Sumin and Theo who were sitting next to him turned their heads towards him. “Costume party.”— what if yn just dressed up as a hot CEO which she alrdy is with those tight slacks that show of her ass and those tight fitting button ups 🤤 that'd still also be hot but I'm pretty sure u qint going for that. if they go as some cliche character like Harvey quinn and joke or like a devil and an angel NAHH BITCH IM THROWING U OUT

Jay carefully pulled his hand away, not wanting to feel even more flustered than he was. You chuckled and stood up, patting him on the back before leaving the meeting room. — whyd I find that hot

“I am unemployed,” Beomgyu said with a straight face. The other staff started giggling. — LMFAO GYUUUUU SIDKEKDUAHHAHAHA CACKLING AT THIS DKZODKD THIS IS SO FUNNY NANA SROP

“And there’s your pilot!” Yeonjun shouted, tilting his chin to whoever was behind you. — my face >>> 😳😳😲😲😲😱😱😱😱😱

“You know I don’t tolerate messy,” you eyed the rest of your staff who immediately threw their teasing smiles away. “Stay neat and presentable until the party, then you can let loose.” — LITERALLY FANGIRLING RN I LOVE THID

“No, no, that’s the problem,” you brought your hands to cover your mouth. “I like it a little too much,” your voice trailed off at the end, almost making the last word sound like a whimper. — 🤭🤭🤭🥴🤸‍♀️🦧🦍

After leaning in to kiss your knee, not forgetting to give your thighs a squeeze, Jay stood up and walked out of your office like nothing happened. You began to regret why you approved of your staff’s idea of a costume party. Or maybe you should actually be thanking them. — STOPPPPP HES SUCH A TEASE

You smiled back as you glanced at his nametag. “Hi, Sunoo. You’re dressed as a barista?” — SUNOO AYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA

“You said you hated the ocean but you’re surfing now…” — girl.... I'm sorry but I hate this song 😵😵😵😵

“All for you,” you said, unbuttoning his jacket but keeping it on and pulling the belt off. “Sir.” — GOSH STOP IM BLUSHING sorry if Don t commentate much on the smut scenes I'm just too giddy to take the time to comment on every signle little thing but just so u know, I am IN LOVE

“Stop blushing, Park,” you muttered, smiling and picking up your pace to leave him behind you. — CUTEEEEEE AAAA I HOPE THEY GET MARRIED HERE

— oooooh I like the picture taking scene hehehe I'm guessing I have a thing for being recorder/taken a picture of before after or during sex bcs this is such a turn on

“Please excuse my husband,” you said to the old couple as you dragged Jay with you, walking past them and carefully observing them until they disappeared into the elevator. — LMFAOSKCKWOSNSHAHA THIS IS SO FUNNY

“Y/N~” Jay called you by your name this time, added with a touch of adorable sulkiness. — AAWWWWWWW JAYYYYYY WHAT A CUTIIEEEE ALSO the following convo after this LMFAO ALSO VER HILAROUS I love how outrageous, blunt, and somewhat demanding jay Jay (in a good way)

Jay clicked his tongue and the elevator dinged. “Who needs sleep when I could be having sex with you?” — JAY THAT WAS SO HOT (293393929)

It was then that Jay realized you weren’t getting tired of him or trying to get rid of him. He instantly felt bad. Pouting, he took your hand on his face, brought it to his lips and kissed the back of your hand. — NO JAY MY BABY DONT BE INSECURE OR ANYTHING you're the literal most sweet hearted boy ever I'm so soft for both this character and the man he is irl🤧

“I love you.” — AAAHHHH ITS STARTING OMG GO PROPOZE AND GET MARRIED AND LIVE A HAPPILY EVER AFTER PLEASE I BEG

“Crimson red,” he answered. The color of your lipstick. The color of his chin after you first made out with him in your office. The color of his intense feelings for you. — oooooooooo OMGGGGGGGG THATS CUTEEEE

THERE YOU GO BITCH IT WAS AMAZING NOW I TAKE A BREAM AND THEN READ PART 3.5

APPRECIATE THIS LONG FEEDBACK THAT MIMICS THE WAY I DO IT FOR OTHER WRITERS /CHEERS /CLINKS GLASSES

You chuckled and stood up, patting him on the back before leaving the meeting room. — whyd I find that hot

IT IS HOT ISN'T IT???

IF YOU HATE THE SONG WHY NOT KEEP IT TO YOURSELF INSTEAD OF ADDING IT TO THE FEEDBACK? I LOVE BAM BAM GET OUTTTT

“Who needs sleep when I could be having sex with you?” — JAY THAT WAS SO HOT (293393929)

Jay really said "I got a bed but I'd rather be in yours tonight"

WAITING FOR YOUR SCREAMING ABOUT PART 3.5 it's half the length of the usual parts aksdhajkshdas AND THEN YOU STILL HAVE PART 4 TO READ HELPPPPP PACE YOURSELF

[ushittyoldman]

nobody’s fault but mine (pt. 2)

Levi wouldn’t really be Levi if he knew how to handle his intense feelings for you.

pairing. levi x fem!reader AND a little bit of jean x fem!reader (b/c once again i am a slut 4 jean too)

warnings. some fluff, language (b prepared for a lot of the f-bomb)

a/n. hi sorry 4 the long wait, life is a little hectic rn (it’s snowing n our power has been going out on n off for the past few days lmfao also school b lowkey kicking my ass) BUT i wanted 2 say thank u so so much 4 all ur feedback to part 1 it was so so so unexpected n sweet n flattering i literally still can’t wrap my head around it. i would rly appreciate some feedback 2 this one too since this is A LOT more levi n i actually adored writing him but i would luv 2 know what u guys think of my characterization of him (im a little nervy) but yes feedback is encouraged! this is kinda long but a lot happens so i rly hope u guys appreciate this n enjoy it bc it took me so long 2 write n rewrite it heheheh (side note 4 the sake of age n everything, all the 104th cadets r actually 18+ including our cute lil reader) also! pls continue 2 request more levi ok that’s it 4 now enjoy!

“Rise and shine, sleeping beauty.”

“Jean!”

The hushed voices stirred you out of the pleasant state of unconsciousness you had been in. A sharp pain shot through your head as you slowly opened your eyes, blinking quickly to adjust to the bright light. You flexed your fingers subtly as an attempt to gain awareness of yourself and your surroundings. Once you were comfortable, you slowly turned your head to your right and saw a scene you had grown painfully familiar with– Jean arguing with someone. The victim of the week was Armin, and you almost wanted to laugh at the quick back-and-forth between the two.

“Your bedside manner… sucks,” you managed to mumble. You cringed at the uncharacteristic hoarseness of your voice.

“There she is!” Jean exclaimed, shooting a victorious smirk at Armin, before fondly looking down at you, as he moved closer to your side.

You heard multiple gasps of your name, and you quickly turned your head to your left, before regretting it due to the sharp pang that followed in your head. Nevertheless, you mustered up as bright a smile as you could, looking at your friends who had all taken various positions throughout the room. Eren was the first to your bed, embracing you tightly.

“That was scary,” he softly mumbled your name, before pulling back, “Don’t do that again.”

The concern on his face startled you momentarily, and you couldn’t help but avert your eyes. You blinked quickly before looking up and shyly smiling at Eren.

“I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”

You then looked up at your fellow cadets, who stood surrounding your small bed in the infirmary. Your love for these people sat heavily in your chest, and you beamed up at them, before you realized you were in the infirmary.

“What happened?” you genuinely asked, your husky voice taking you by surprise again.

“Oh, I’ll tell you what happened!” Jean scowled, crossing his arms in anger, “That little bastard—”

“Jean, you can’t say that about the Captain!” Sasha chided, looking sideways in fear as if to emphasize her point.

“Captain, my ass!”

You attempted to stifle your giggling, yet your mood significantly dropped upon remembering Levi’s treatment towards you this past month. You tried to conceal your obviously bothered expression, but you felt a hand softly ruffle your hair. You looked up and smiled at Reiner.

“Don’t sweat it, kiddo, I’m sure he’ll tone down the punishments after this,” he reassured, obviously mistaking your dejection over your unreciprocated feelings for Levi for something else.

Appreciating the gesture, you continued to smile up at him while nodding softly. Reiner had a comforting presence, and you felt your mood brighten slightly.

“Fingers crossed,” you deadpanned, earning a soft laugh from Bertholdt, who had taken a seat at the foot of your bed.

Jean’s relentless bashing of the Captain continued, as Sasha, Connie, and Armin attempted to calm him down, warning him about the consequences they’d all have to face if word got back to Levi. Eren gritted his teeth in irritation, as he glared up at Jean, threatening to “knock him out if he didn’t shut up,” while Mikasa had silently moved around the chaos to rest her calloused hand on your own, silently squeezing as a gesture of comfort. You squeezed back.

“Look, all I’m saying is he obviously has it out for her. She’s a better soldier than all of us– even you, titan boy— and it’s still not good enough? I call bullshit!”

“I think he’s just trying to be a good teacher, I’m sure there’s a lot I can still improve on,” you justified, and all eyes turned to you.

“There’s not,” Mikasa bluntly stated, leaving no room for argument.

Your friends all agreed, and you scrunched your nose playfully to conceal the warmth that had spread throughout your body at their praise. You worked hard to get where you were– there was a satisfaction in knowing that all of your effort wasn’t going unacknowledged.

“Jean-boy’s right—”

“Bastard!”

“—Captain Levi has been unnecessarily cruel to her, and we’ve all noticed it!” Eren’s fists clenched in anger as he ignored Jean’s yelling.

“But the Captain isn’t the type to hold grudges or act impulsively, so I think there’s something deeper to it,” Armin reasoned, apologetically glancing at you in case his words offended you.

You nodded softly, not wanting to worsen your headache; however, it didn’t really matter when Jean’s painfully loud voice retaliated almost immediately.

“He overworked her to the point of her passing out from exhaustion and severe dehydration!” His eyebrows furrowed in anger, and his sandy brown hair bounced with his every move.

You winced from the pain in your head, and the movement didn’t go unnoticed by Reiner, who glanced at you from where he stood.

“Jean— inside voice, yeah?” Reiner softly spoke, subtly tilting his head down towards you. Jean’s gaze softened and concern replaced the anger on his contorted features, as he apologized to you.

“Yeah, seriously, what are you getting so worked up for?” Connie innocently asked, before a knowing look crossed his features. He turned to his partner-in-crime, and the two donned shit-eating grins as they turned back to Jean.

“Right, that’s why.”

Bertholdt, whose lanky body had been horizontally lying across the bed comfortably, sat up onto his elbows and cluelessly asked, “What’s why?”

Sasha’s smile widened, and she crossed her arms, mimicking Connie’s knowing smirk. “It’s because Jean-boy, here, is sweet on our dear little—”

“Would you shut up!” Jean yelled louder than before, fists shaking in anger. His face was flushed an impossible shade of red, and you would’ve joined in on the laughter, had your head not exploded from the pain.

You were fully aware of the incessant teasing Jean received regarding his relationship with you, and you would honestly be lying if you said you didn’t get a kick out of it as well. Deciding to spare your friend today, you sent a good-natured smile to him, hoping that would be enough to quell his frustration.

Had you not turned to converse with Eren, you wouldn’t have missed Jean’s dazed smile.

While talking to Eren, your mind briefly drifted to Levi and the situation that was weighing heavily on you. You didn’t want to believe that the Captain hated you– you desperately grasped onto your excuse that he was simply a harsh teacher. And yet, you knew there was something more to it.

In a panic-driven moment, you momentarily wondered if he had somehow found out about your feelings for him. You remembered him telling you about his upbringing— you knew better than most that Levi and confessions of love did not go together... at all. Before you could further dig yourself deeper into the pitiful hole you had been in the past month, a painfully familiar voice broke through your intrusive thoughts.

“You know how loud you are? This isn’t a damn daycare.”

“Sir!”

All conversation in the room came to an abrupt halt. You couldn’t help but grow amused at the sight of Eren and Bertholdt scrambling off your bed to stand and salute their superior. Your small smile was wiped off your face when your eyes met stormy grey ones. You quickly looked down, before inhaling quickly and swiftly pulling your bedsheets back. You attempted to muster as much strength as you could, ignoring the multiple eyes on you. You gracefully stood up from the bed, and turned to Levi, managing the salute as well. You slowly looked up at him.

“Sir,” you shakily mumbled, internally cringing once again at the uncharacteristic rasp to your voice.

You received proud looks of admiration from your friends, though Jean’s remained more concerned than proud. Idiot! he thought to himself. We know you’re strong, now’s not the time to prove it!

Levi, meanwhile, had tried his very best to suppress the guilt that had been eating away at him for the past day; however, it had only worsened when he saw you and heard your weak voice. Upon making eye contact with you, he almost wanted to fall to his knees and apologize profusely for everything he had put you through, audience be damned. 

Levi had spent the better half of the day pacing around your room in the infirmary wing of the Scout Regiment’s base, lost deeply in his thoughts, as his concern for you weighed heavily in his heart. After a few more hours of pacing, he had finally come to the conclusion that he was an idiot (a grade A, unique brand of idiot all in a league of his very own), and that he was in love with you.

Where the first realization annoyed him to high heaven, the second one brought him a sense of peace that was only heightened every time he had looked at your unconscious form.

Levi, uncomfortable with the amount of self-actualizing he had done that day, had left the room after softly caressing your cheek, hoping to convey all of his guilt and apologies and love into the simple gesture. Once he was away from the infirmary wing of the base, he inhaled deeply, itching for the comfort of a cup of warm tea. On his way to the mess hall, he had passed by your friends from the 104th, all undoubtedly on their way to see you. Levi’s eyebrow had slightly risen upon noticing the varying looks of defiance and anger on each of their faces. He had remained unfazed, his half-lidded eyes looking away, as if he hadn’t even seen them at all.

Somehow, it was harder to face them now with you standing amongst them. 

His face retained its usual impassive and bored expression, yet it momentarily faltered when he noticed you slightly stumble from where you were standing next to the hospital bed. Levi’s heartbeat quickened, and he made a subtle move to rush over to you to catch you for the second time that day, but Jean was quicker. The taller man had been keeping a watchful eye on you, and had quickly dropped his salute to stand behind you and steady your slightly uncoordinated form. You comfortably relaxed backwards into his arms as you sent a grateful smile up at him, and he softly smiled back in response, leading you back to the bed.

Levi was both relieved and a little fucking pissed off.

“Visiting hours are over— I need to talk to the brat,” he lazily said, authority ringing loudly and clearly in his command.

For the first time in all his years of captaining the scouts, there was a quick hesitation after his command.

Levi raised an unamused eyebrow at each of the cadets, silently challenging them to disobey him. Despite his threatening aura, he wouldn’t blame any of your friends if they were to defy Levi. The Captain deserved it for his treatment of you— he’d take it like a man.

Your eyes widened in surprise when your friends subtly glanced at you, silently asking if it was okay to leave you alone with him. Upon hearing Levi’s request to talk to you, your heart had begun to uncontrollably race and you swore you could feel it in your throat. You were disappointed in yourself for growing excited at finally being able to talk to him. 

Blinking quickly, your cheeks grew hot under everyone’s gazes, so you reassuringly smiled at your eight friends, and you once again felt the genuine love you had for them erupt within your heart. 

Ever the peacemaker of the group, Armin signaled for the rest to follow him out of the room, and they each uncertainly walked behind him. Mikasa squeezed your hand once more before following closely behind Eren, who sent you an encouraging smile. Bertholdt subtly sent a thumbs up to you, while Reiner winked at you as he looked over his broad shoulder. Your smile widened; however, it faltered when your eyes met Jean’s. His irritated expression worried you, yet before you could respond, he turned away and walked past Levi.

Levi had to give it to Jean— not many people had the balls to openly glare at the Captain.

Once everyone was gone, the tension within the room increased tenfold. You looked at Levi, and you bit your lip in contemplation, anticipating what he would say. Many thoughts rang through your head.

Was it another punishment? Was he going to yell at me? Did he find out about my fee–

“How do you feel?”

You almost had to pinch yourself. After one month of barely any interactions with your friend— if you were still even allowed to call him that— you realized how starved you were for pleasant conversation with Levi.

“I’ve been better,” you breathed out, still cautious. “How… how do you feel?”

Even after such an unpleasant experience, your unwavering kindness shone just as brightly. Levi’s heart ached so sweetly, and he internally groaned upon realizing how fucking whipped he was.

He silently stepped forward, pulling a seat to the side of your bed. Once he was seated, Levi looked into your eyes, and you felt your breath hitch at the intensity of the swirl of emotions dancing within his normally cold eyes. He exhaled softly.

You noticed how tired he looked.

“Just peachy.”

There was a pregnant pause, and you came to realize that there was just too much you wanted to say to him, and you didn’t know where to start. Your soft eyes held his sharp gaze.

“You scared the shit out of me, brat.”

Your heart involuntarily skipped a beat, and your eyes widened in response.

“I did?” you internally slapped yourself at your stupid response.

“Yeah. You did.”

“Sorry, sir,” you softly mumbled.

“Levi… just Levi.”

The Levi in front of you was a completely different man from the one who you’ve had the pleasure of interacting with over the past month. You thought back to your friends and their anger at your mistreatment, and you thought of the many unfair punishments, cold shoulder treatments, and overworking during training (despite you being second only to Humanity’s Strongest, himself). Slowly, your incredulity at being treated like a lapdog began to dim and was replaced by your growing indignation. Though you were no stranger to standing up for yourself, you still felt your anxiety skyrocket as you looked back up at your superior.

“Do you hate me, Captain? Did I… did I do something?”

And there it was.

Levi knew the question would come up at some point, and yet he still felt ill-prepared in his response. He knew this was a big step for you— in the whole year that he’s gotten to know you, he learned how much you hated confrontation. You blatantly ignoring his request and choosing to address him by his title caught his attention, and he frowned. When he looked into your slightly watery eyes, a warmth spread throughout his chest, and he had to clear his throat.

“Don’t say shit like that, you haven’t done anything.”

Levi wanted to punch himself— he was never good with words.

You, however, weren’t fazed by the manner in which he spoke. You had fallen for the man, harsh words and all.

“Then why have you—” you paused as you momentarily lost your voice.

Levi thought it was cute (to be fair, he found everything about you endearing), yet he knew it would be inappropriate to openly admire you when you were so clearly upset with him.

“Sorry,” you grew embarrassed and licked your lips, “It’s just… well, why have you been ignoring me? And— and yelling at me? We stopped drinking tea together, and practicing in the forests. You don’t even acknowledge me when I talk to you! I’m sure you have a really good reason, sir, but I just—”

Levi detested the sick feeling of guilt that churned within his heart. In hindsight, he really should’ve thought it through before he began his little plan of distancing himself from you. How else was he supposed to tell you oh, everyone in the fucking Scout Regiment wants you, and so do I, but I haven’t done anything about it because I’m a pussy, so I just decided to take it out on you and wallow in my own self-pity like the sad little man I am, without sounding like he was deranged.

“—I just miss you.”

Levi’s eyes widened a fraction of an inch, and his breath hitched. This time it was the sincerity in your eyes that made him look away quickly.

“I…”

I’ve missed you too, dammit.

At his lack of a response, your eyebrows furrowed, and your irritation grew. Your small hands balled the soft bedsheet, and you swallowed to soften the burn in your throat before speaking.

“Why did you even come here?” you scoffed indignantly, attempting to mask your hurt, “Was it to just to yell at me some more? Oh, I know! Maybe I need to run through training ten more times again, right?”

The guilt churned even more in his chest, and Levi seriously wanted to punch himself. He willed himself to say something— anything— but he felt speechless in front of you.

“Levi,” you hoarsely spoke with desperation, and he looked into your watery eyes. “Say something, please.”

It was as if you had read his mind, and a slight feeling of reassurance quelled the storm in his heart; you really were the only one for him. As he met your eyes— your beautiful, enchanting eyes— he felt his self-hatred skyrocket at the amount of hurt in them. He had grown used to seeing them filled with humor, kindness, and a soft edge that was rare to find nowadays. Yet seeing them filled with such pain and hurt was unsettling, and Levi went mute for the fifth time that day.

You nodded in understanding when he failed to say anything, and your heart clenched. Jean had been right— you were nothing more than a lovesick puppy. You blinked quickly as a poor attempt to conceal your tears, yet nothing ever escaped the Captain’s attention.

His gaze softened, and Levi found out something else about himself— he really didn’t like seeing you cry.

“Shit, please don’t cry,” he tenderly mumbled, as he leaned closer to you and gently cupped your face to wipe away your tears with the pads of his thumb. 

Your breath hitched and your full lips involuntarily parted. You relished in the warmth of his touch, and you wanted nothing more than to lean into his comforting hand. Your name fell from his lips, and you felt yourself come back to reality. Remembering just how you had gotten into this situation, you decided to stand your ground. Despite everything in your body begging to give in and accept this moment with the Captain, you stood unwavering in your decision.

You gently grabbed his large hand with both your hands, and moved it away from your face and into your lap. You held it there loosely and delicately rubbed your fingers over his hand soothingly before eventually stopping, and looking back up at him.

His usual bored expression was long gone, and in its place was a very tender and vulnerable expression. A storm was brewing in his grey eyes, and you distantly remembered stargazing once with him. You had desperately wished you could read his thoughts— somehow, you had found his daunting eyes more fascinating than the starry sky. You felt an ache in your heart at the intimate memories, and you really really wished Levi loved you the way you love him.

“You know what, Levi? It doesn’t even matter if you hate me, because—” you inhaled sharply. 

This has to be done, you reassured yourself, or else you’d be subjecting yourself to an onslaught of hurt and heartbreak. 

“—Because I hate you.”

Your lip quivered and your broken voice faltered. And of course, Levi noticed.

His eyes darted down to your lips at the slight movement. His hands had stilled, and he decided that getting eaten by a damn titan would be much less painful than this.

And then he’s looking at you. You looked back at him, yet he’s looking at you— through you— in that way that makes you want to hide and hold your ground at the same time.

“Right,” Levi drawled, and you knew he didn’t believe you (hell, you were unconvinced yourself). His eyes reverted back to their cold nature, and he ran a hand through his hair, allowing the silky strands to softly land against his forehead.

He stood up, and wordlessly gave you a onceover. Under his scrutiny, you felt yourself grow insecure, but deep down you desperately hoped he’d stay. You bit your bottom lip in apprehension, and Levi’s eyes softened at the sight of your nervous habit.

How is it that he could kill titans all the livelong day yet when it came to this sweet girl, so small and disarming, he couldn’t even utter a single word?

Levi had never felt more pathetic. He peered down at you, momentarily debating whether it would be right for him to attempt one last thing before finally deciding fuck it, and gently cupping your cheek for the third time that day, bending down, and pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. He gingerly inhaled your enticing scent, appreciating how even after the hell he had put you through, you still smelled so alluring.

You were positive that Levi could hear your heartbeat. You blinked many times in disbelief, as he pulled away and sent one last lingering gaze down at you. 

Levi slightly smirked at the pretty blush that had colored your cheeks, his half-lidded eyes drinking in the mesmerizing sight of you sitting up in your bed and gaping up at him, your cheeks flushed and wet with the remnants of your tears. He turned around and silently left the room. 

He had ignored every part of his body that begged him to stay.

▲▼▲

“Shut up, I can barely hear them!”

“Ow— Bertholdt, you’re stepping on my foot!”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Watch it, horse face!”

“Eren.”

“You piece of shit, I’m—”

The piece of bread that had been tightly held in Sasha’s grip suddenly fell to the floor. Everyone went silent.

“Holy shit, I think… I think he just kissed her.”

Jean really hoped Sasha was wrong. 

He decided to ignore the fact that her freakishly good hearing bordered on supernatural, so there was really no way she could’ve been wrong with a mere wooden door standing between her and the conversation.

“I knew there was something going on between them! Reiner— pay up.”

Reiner muttered several curses under his breath as he pulled out a hefty stack of cash from his pocket. Connie’s grin widened.

Armin had glanced up at Jean, slightly alarmed at the dark expression on his face. Before he could comfort his friend, the door suddenly opened. Everyone scrambled to straighten themselves up, attempting to act like they hadn’t been just eavesdropping on the entire conversation between you and the Captain.

A chorus of sir’s rang throughout the large hallway, and Levi grew amused at the sight before him. His lips twitched upwards, and the cadets had to almost physically stop their mouths from dropping open at the sight. Levi’s ghost of a smile disappeared when his eyes met Jean’s seething ones.

The two held each other’s gazes, Levi’s expression being cool, while Jean’s had been irritated. Levi was not a fucking idiot; he knew the kid was in love with you.

Join the fucking club.

Levi, realizing that this was the exact reason he had gotten himself into that mess with you and not really wanting to sour his somewhat good mood, looked away from Jean to nod at the group of your friends.

“As you were.”

He brushed past Jean, his gaze as intimidating as ever, as he silently walked down the hallway. Jean’s fists clenched tightly. Once Levi had turned the corner, the group exploded into chatter, their reactions varying from stunned to adoring.

Jean really really fucking hoped Sasha was wrong.

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Your horse trotted proudly through the vast landscape, the wind blew through your open hair, your friends teased each other amicably, and your excitement grew at finally being cleared to join the scouts on their next expedition. Though you hadn’t been getting much sleep lately, and you’ve been a little too preoccupied to eat much, nothing could bring your mood down at this moment.

You were alongside your friends as you all followed the section commanders as their horses galloped into the edge of the forest. The mission for today was to exterminate any titans who had wandered too close to the walls. A simple mission, and you were more than capable.

You had been in a great mood.

Until your eyes landed on Levi.

He had been further up, leading his own squad. He had turned around to respond to Gunther, and that’s when his eyes had met yours. Your internal conflict grew, and you ultimately ended up averting your eyes and ignoring him, deciding to maintain your cold treatment towards him. 

Him kissing your head had only further confused you, despite the sweet butterflies you felt every time you thought back to it. Levi’s treatment towards you had unexpectedly changed since that day in the infirmary, and it had reverted to the way it was before his sudden aversion to you, though there was something much sweeter in his actions. You swore you were getting whiplash.

Though he had been significantly kinder to you, you had held your ground, unrelenting in your declaration. Part of you was terrified that if you gave in and became comfortable, he’d suddenly return back to the yelling, the punishments, and the overworking. Part of you also didn’t want to face reality— your feelings were unreciprocated, and they would only serve to bring you a world of heartache and sadness.

Your cold shoulder towards him was nothing compared to the way he had treated you. Yours mainly consisted of avoiding him, and when that wasn’t an option and you had to interact with him, you kept it civil and short. Your heart would ache, but you knew it was for the best. It helped that Jean would offer approving smiles and words of encouragement, even going as far as to smirk when you had ignored the Captain.

Levi, meanwhile, had frowned when he noticed that you ignored him. Again.

In all honesty, he did deserve it, but that didn’t mean it still didn’t hurt like a bitch. He grew irked at your display. Levi hoped you would understand that him kissing your head and showing affection towards you was his grand confession of love. You knew he was shit with words, and he hoped that that would be enough.

He was sadly fucking mistaken.

His attention had been on you the whole mission. Even when the scouts had to dismount from the horses to use the ODM gear through the trees, he had somehow managed to keep a watchful eye on you. You were graceful as ever as you flew through the trees, though his observing gaze noticed that your reaction time was noticeably slower than normal. He had also noticed the dark circles under your usually bright eyes, and he grew worried upon noticing your overall state.

Levi, himself, wasn’t faring much better. He was getting virtually no sleep, running completely on caffeine, adrenaline, and pure will, yet he still made sure he was in excellent shape when it came to these missions— humanity was resting on his shoulders, after all.

The firing of a flare gun in the distance indicated that the group would be encountering titans— a lot of titans— from the left. The soldiers prepared, all eyes focused on the left. You had conveniently taken up the right-most end of the formation, and your attention had also been on the left, your blades held tightly in your hands.

It was only by chance that Levi decided to glance down at you as he soared above you in the middle of the formation. Your eyes met once again, and Levi’s heart lurched at the beautiful sight, when movement behind you immediately caught his attention. A large abnormal with the ability to jump from tree to tree had suddenly appeared and made an attempt to grab you. Your attention had been solely on Levi, so you hadn’t noticed, especially over the roar of the wind in your ears.

Levi’s eyes widened, and he yelled out your name. The rich baritone of his deep voice reached your ears, and you turned slightly behind you, yet you reacted too slowly. Your body jerked backwards, flying so far from the group. You flew through the air at such a great speed that it took you by surprise when you slammed against a tree as the wires of your ODM gear grew tangled. The abnormal had missed you— barely. Your head slammed against the tree and you felt the wind knocked out of your body at the impact.

You whimpered at the hell of a hospital stay you’d have to face after this.

The abnormal almost seemed to be grinning wider upon realizing that it had successfully subdued you. You attempted to quickly stand up, though your body yelled in agony at the movement. Willing yourself to fight back, you shakily stood up, tightly gripping your blades that had miraculously not fallen to the ground throughout the struggle. You winced at the searing pain that shot through your head, yet you clenched your teeth in determination. Realizing that your gear was broken and therefore useless, you quickly discarded yourself of it, and felt some of the tension in your body alleviate now that you were significantly lighter.

“The hell is she doing?” Jean yelled incredulously from his spot next to Levi, and the other members of the group looked on in shock as they all attempted to make it to you in time.

“She’s fighting back,” Levi spoke through gritted teeth, his worry for you eating him alive. His eyebrows were furrowed in stress and anxiety, and he was now soaring impossibly fast through the trees in order to reach you.

Stupid brat. Stupid, resilient, little brat.

“Attagirl!” Oluo and Eld cheered, and Petra shoved them, warning them to stop their blatant ogling in the middle of a dangerous mission. They skillfully dodged her attack, grinning at their adept use of the ODM gear.

A noise towards the side caught their attention, and the group realized the titans they had been anticipating were now in sight. Levi coolly assessed the shitty situation, before commanding that most of the soldiers take care of the titans, while Levi, his squad, and some of the 104th’s cadets would assist you. The group split up, and Levi turned his attention back to you, his heart thumping against his chest.

As the titan made a move to grab you, you exhaled quickly to focus before skillfully jumping onto its elongated arm and running quickly towards its nape. You were defying gravity as you gained speed the higher you went. The titan wasn’t stupid, and it began to grab you with its other arm, yet you anticipated its move. You lithely dodged it, executing a quick front flip as you narrowly escaped its grasp once again.

This was it!

You saw your opening. You leaped forward and pushed your feet against its shoulder as hard as you could, soaring high up in the air above the titan. Muscle memory served you well, and you thought back to the training circuit that had mimicked a situation almost exactly like this one. You gracefully began to spin yourself faster and faster, your cape billowing behind you as you finally readied your blades for the final blow. You yelled out, as your head pain worsened. As a result, your maneuver faltered slightly, almost imperceptible to the human eye. The titan noticed.

It lashed a large hand out again, attempting to grab you, but it accidentally slapped your body away. You cried out in pain, and you flew in the direction of your friends, hurtling towards the ground. You were falling so fast, and you felt yourself grow dizzy from being chucked around so much in the last five minutes.

Eren yelled out your name, a whimper stuck in his throat at the sight of your almost lifeless body spiraling downwards. Jean’s eyes widened, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to make it in time.

Levi’s heart stopped upon witnessing the titan slap your body with so much force. You were plummeting towards the ground at an impossible speed, and he didn’t even think twice before withdrawing his ODM gear’s hooks and diving towards you within the blink of an eye. His cape flew behind him, and a determined glint had overtaken his angry features. 

You had been bordering between consciousness and unconsciousness, yet the sight above you had been so clear that it almost felt as if everything was moving in slow motion. Your long hair flew around you, creating a curtain around your face, as you looked up at Levi. He had dived towards you, his jaw so tightly clenched. His muscular long arm began reaching out to you. The ground was quickly approaching, and you felt a sense of serenity at the sight of your Captain, despite your confusion and the severity of this situation.

“Levi,” you mumbled, smiling softly.

His face dropped upon seeing the calm expression on your face, and he willed himself to go faster, a number of expletive curses ringing through his head. 

That damn titan. Did it know how small you were? How precious you were?

He spun himself slightly to gain momentum, and he saw you were just within reach. Levi confidently stretched his strong arm out even more, managing to wrap his hand around your arm. He swiftly pulled you into his chest, one arm wrapping around your waist, while the other hand cradled your head protectively against his broad chest. He swiftly flipped himself around to face his body upwards, further ensuring he’d take the majority of the blow in case you two ended up hitting the ground, and shot both of his ODM gear’s hooks into a nearby tree, propelling both of you away from the ground and towards the high branch. You fleetingly realized how familiar this position felt.

Once Levi safely landed, he kneeled, and supported your body against his thigh as he continued to hold you in his arms. He quickly looked over his shoulder, and could make out the sight of the titan falling to the ground. All the members of his squad seemed alive and well, so he turned his attention back to you. His eyes quickly darted over your face, desperately searching for any obvious injuries.

Your eyes fluttered open at the feeling of Levi running his hands through your hair and over your cheeks. The Levi in front of you was leagues different from the cool and composed one you had come to know. He had a frantic look in his eyes, his jaw clenched tightly, as he desperately peered down at you. 

“Le… Levi?” You mumbled, your voice still a little hoarse from your recent infirmary stay.

“You are so precious to me, you hear me?” He lowly spoke, panic and anger and a whole plethora of emotions coloring his normally deadpan voice.  

Your jaw fell open and you were almost positive you were suffering from a mean concussion, and this was a hallucination. “Wha—”

“You’re a fucking brat— an incredibly frustrating, resilient little brat— but you’re mine.”

You dazedly looked up at him, and you realized how close his face was to yours. His muscular chest was heaving up and down, and a small droplet of sweat dripped down from his hairline. Levi’s handsome features held nothing but adoration for you, and in that moment nothing could bring you down from the high you were experiencing. You felt his warm hands cup your cheek once more, a habit he seemed to be fond of.

“You want a fucking declaration of love? Here it is— if anything happens to you, I swear I’ll kill every titan on this piece of shit planet,” he spoke, surprisingly unbothered with how vulnerable he was being with you. He moved closer to you, his forehead nearly resting on your own. “I don’t give a fuck if you hate me or not. You’re mine, and I’m yours. And that’s all there is to it.”

Your hand creeped up to grasp the wrist of the hand that had been caressing your face, and you tightened your fingers around it. He froze, momentarily wondering if you were rejecting his confession, and he internally groaned at the thought. 

There’d be no coming back from this one.

“You’re mine?” You shakily asked, a gloriously beautiful smile slowly gracing your features.

“That’s what I said,” he mumbled, attempting to conceal how lovestruck he felt at your smile.

“After… after we get home and I get some medical attention, you’re going to have to kiss me, alright? I’m—”

You were cut off by his lips pressing against your own. Your eyes fluttered shut, and you relished in the soft feeling of his lips molding against yours. You felt an indescribable warmth erupt in your chest, and you whimpered against Levi’s lips. His kiss was soft and warm, a huge contrast to the Levi from this past month. He pulled away just as quickly as he had bent down.

“One for the road,” he simply explained, glancing down at you. He internally smirked at the pretty blush coloring your cheeks— he was always fond of the sight.

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“You’re not serious.”

“Do I look like I’m joking?”

You stifled your giggles at Levi’s straight face. Your expression still showed your disbelief at what he had just told you.

“I’m not an idiot, Levi, I know how some people look at me,” you laughed, rolling your eyes playfully.

“Even the Commander?”

“Oh, I’m working my way up through the ranks right now, can’t you tell?” You teased, gesturing down to your intertwined bodies, as you both faced each other in his warm bed.

“You’re funny, brat,” he deadpanned, no heat and all fondness as he affectionately pinched your cheeks.

You snuggled deeper into his chest, savoring the warmth that you were enveloped in. You were wearing his shirt— still warm and smelling strongly of him— and you inhaled softly as your face pressed deeper into his chest. Somehow, the slight aftermath of your headache from the recent expedition began to dull slightly.

“I’m sorry again,” Levi murmured, softly cradling your head against his chest.

“Really? I couldn’t tell the first five hundred times you said so,” you teased, looking up at him. Your breath hitched at the sight of his face angled down towards you, dark wisps of hair falling over his eyes and structured face. Levi was so painfully handsome, you could feel your heart flutter.

His eyes were intense, and his guilt continued to stir within his stomach. Seemingly able to read his mind, you pressed a chaste kiss to his warm chest.

“Idiot,” you mumbled, “I really wouldn’t care if the King himself came up to me and proposed, and you know exactly why.” 

“Humor me.”

“Terrifying guy, goes by the name of Humanity’s Strongest Soldier?”

He chuckled lowly, the deepness of his voice vibrating through his chest, and your insides turned to mush. Feeling relieved at successfully pulling Levi out of his little hole of guilt, you yawned softly. Your bruised ribs still ached at times, yet you ignored it this time to cuddle deeper into Levi, who was also on the verge of sleep.

He was sleepily looking down at you, observing your attempts to get comfortable in his embrace, and he softly smiled to himself. His muscular arms tightened around you, one of his hands coming to rest on the soft curve of your hip. He relished in the fact that sleep would be coming easily to him with you here. Levi had surprised himself with how easily he was able to show his affections toward you, and he chalked it up to that being further proof that you really were the only one for him.

He felt a warmth come from the sweet pang in his chest, and it spread throughout his entire body. Levi had learned to associate that feeling with you.

His eyes closed silently, and you pressed one last kiss to his chest.

“Precious,” he mumbled, “Precious little brat.”

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[spiderling-space]

hello~~ may i please request NSFW headcanons of Epel, Lilia, and Rook dating an f!Mc who likes being bratty for a punishment? Thank you~~ And to clarify my age, I am 19 and currently in college. (finals are knawing at my ankles rn😃🤛)

My finals are in 3 weeks but deadlines are coming for my life and I’m at seasonal my “why tf I chose engineering out of everything? I should drop out.” I hope yours went well.

NSFW below the cut

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Rook Hunt

Rook may not act like it but he is macho at the heart. Of course, he realizes (Y/N) is doing it to provoke him but he will have none of it.

Rook will smile and let her be as bratty as she can then he will bend her over his knee and spank her until she apologizes. By the time he is done with her, she won’t be able to sit straight. One might assume, he would let her run and he would hunt her down to punish but that is their regular sex and it wouldn’t be a punishment.

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Epel Felmier

Epel may be feral at heart but he can’t show this on daily basis because of his prefect so he stays silent as (Y/N) becomes a brat.

Epel is new to this type of stuff but he lets his natural instincts take over. When alone, he will corner her and ask her why she did it. When she keeps her bratty attitude, he will get even more frustrated. (Y/N) will tell him to punish her bluntly for him to get the point. When he does, he will be baffled at first and he will check out proper ways to punish your bratty partner on the internet. Next time, she acts that way, he will be prepared.

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Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia is the kinkiest of them all. There is probably no kink he hasn’t tried yet.

Lilia knows (Y/N) is being bratty on purpose and he just enjoys it, bringing out his brat-tamer side. He needs to be careful with his punishments since he is too powerful for a human and humans are fragile. He will ask if she learned her lesson every time he tames her and won’t stop until he gets a solid “yes sir”.

[frogtanii]

miss froggy i have two messages for two v special boys

to tooru— king shit king shit lemme taste ur lip gloss bb and we can talk about how bisexuals r the superior race 🥺👉👈

to kyoutani— sir i am on my knees. whether i should tie my hair up or pull out the ring, u decided how this night will go i am at ur service. today i found purpose and that is to be Ur Hole 🥰💓😽

fr when kyou was like “i wanna thank yn” i. i . hold awn,,, that was a MOMENT. please just spare a crump of penis. pls. i was gonna be like “petition for poly route w tooru and kyou!!!!” but alas my mans is straight. and even tho that’s not very fresh of him i 😩 i wuv him. bless him.

and i’m so happy for oikawa that he has such lovely friends <3 now all he needs is someone to smack some self love into him <3333

and also miss froggy idk if this is ur intention but every time iwa is mentioned his rights become lesser and lesser. idk man but rn i’m feeling very anti iwa <333 him n his smelly dick can marry meiko and have smelly babies for all i care <3

IJDKDN RHIS MADE ME CACKLE I LOVE THIS N U SJJDKD <33333

[jinxthequeergirl]

Softie

Quentin smith x Goth! Reader

Requested by anons and @aristocracy-y :

⭐quentin and the abrasive goth girl from school end up as lab partners and he comes over to study and he discovers she’s actually soft and sensitive?? pls i crave quentin content (if u don’t wanna write this just anything for quentin is fine

⭐My love for Quentin knows no bounds, and a soft, slow make out is literally all I can think of rn

⭐OML you write for my baby! Could you maybe write some Quentin nsfw, if you don’t write that then something soft and fluffy

Warning: swearing, sorry I don't write nsfw but its super fluffy so that makes up for it ig, also i think its safe to say this is quite sometime before fredrick fucked him up.

And sorry for taking so long im trying to get back to actually posting things so please enjoy!!! Sorry that its just sort and sweet.

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"Sick drawing." Quentin looked up at the you who was standing next to him putting your bag down and taking the seat next to him.

"Oh uh thanks." He said offering a smile.

"I'm y/n, Your new lab partner." Quentin took you all in as you shook his hand. He'd heard about you, seen you in the hall. Nothing about your goth aesthetic exactly sreamed friendly. Kris and jesse would say things about you. "Careful she'll hex you!"

"Wow who's funeral are you going to? Oh sorry that's just how you dress."

You spent class paying attention to the work taking notes and before he knew it class was over. "Uh..so when..or really were do you wanna study so we can do the lab right tomorrow?"

"Uhh my dad's got a teacher meeting thing tonight...I don't have to be home for a few hours.." She nodded as she put her things in her bag. "Yea alright..my house then...I'll meet you after school at the end of the front steps?"

"Yea..sure thing."

At the end of the day you met him exactly where you had said to, but he was accompanied by his friends. "Watch out quentin she might hex you!" He he elbowed jessy as he walked away from them to meet you.

"Sorry about th-"

"Let's go." You bit out grabbing your bag and started walking he quickly followed.

"They're jerks." He said as you continued to lead the way through your neighbor breaking the silents. "They're your friends?" You said.

"Doesn't change the fact that they're absolute dick holes sometimes." You glanced back at him with a smile, before walking up a drive way.

"Penny! Cherry!" You yelled as you opened the door. You where both greeted with the sound of barking and quick feet running down the hall. "Y/n!" Your face lit up as you got to your knees and greeted the girl and dog as they ran into your open arms.

"Hey kiddo!" The dog salked up and licked your face causing you to laugh. "Uh Cherry this is Quentin...he's gonna help me study for biology, Quentin this is my sister Cherry and our dog Penny."

He offered a small wave. "Hi! Are you y/ns friend? She doesn't bring a lot of those home." Cherry asked Quentin as he fllowed the two girls deeper into the house, He only laughed nervousely and you hit her shoulder. "Shut up dork!"

Sbe laughed. "Go do your homework!"

She burried down the hall to her room. "Oh! Dad said he'll be home by eight thirty! Maybe nine!" You rolled your eyes and lead him to the kitchen. "Thanks!" You then turned to him. "Sorry I should've mentioned something about the two of them..." He shrugged and pet penny while taking a seat at the counter.

"I don't mind, She seems like a good kid." You smiled. "She is...do you want something? We've got chinese leftovers?" He laughed. "Sounds good."

The rest of the night was spent within your bedroom attempting to study only to find neither of you took good enough notes to answer the study questions.

"Well I can just look it up in study hall...you can hang out here for a while if you want..." You offered him noticing he'd gotten up from the desk chair to look at the bulleten board filled with pictures that hung on the wall by the door.

"Is that your mom?" He asked pointing to a family photo. "Uhh yea...Penny l/n...she died a few years after cherry was born...we got penny and named her after her..."

"I get that...the whole mom being dead thing." He admitted still staring at the photos, He finally turned to you. "You knkw I meant what I said about my friends-"

You waved him off. "No need to say sorry I'm used to it."

"So then why do you-"

"I like how it looks....It's the only thing I felt comfortable in was clothes like this...kt's not actually true to who I am." You explained quickly. He moved to sit next to you on the bed. "Then who are you?"

"Who do you think I am?" You challenge.

"Well...from what I've seen here tonight. I'd say you're a softie... You like being around people, like making friends, your sentimental, a family per-" you held a hand up to his mouth.

"Got it, you've spent to much time with me today." You said with a laugh moving your hand.

It was quiet for a second. "You know I know somethings about you too." You said.

"Like?"

"Your the reserved one in your friend group, but also out spoken when you get the chance...sweet...kind." You said looking at him. He looked you up and down and leaned forward.

"And you're thinking about kissing me.." You teased before moving closer to him yourself and kissing him.

His hands mobed to your waist as yours cupped his cheeks and climbed into his lap. "You're absolutely right on the last one." He said as you pulled away briefly, you laughed lightly and slid your sweater off and kissed him again.

He wrapped his arms around you and leaned you back on the bed deepening the kiss.

"Y/n! Cherry! Penny!" You quickly pulled away again upon hearing your fathers voice from the front door.

You both let out a slight disapointed sigh but laughed. "Maybe some other time." You winked before kissing him quickly and pulling your sweater back on.

"Hey dad!" You said coming down the hall and hugging him as he let go of cherry. "Hey!..oh I didn't know you had comapny I would've bought more food."

"No, sir I was leaving..my dad will be home soon anyways." Quentin said reassuringly. "Dad this is my friend, Quentin." You introduced the two of them. "Well nice to meet you Quentin, you're welcime baxk here anytime kiddo! Y/n doesn't get a lot of friends around here." He said jokingly, you hit his arm as you walked quentin out the door.

"Goodnight, thanks for having me over." He said.

"Anytime." You smiled and kissed him once more before going back inside.

[watchyourbluesturngolden]

my chiaroscuro annotations

pt 2- sfumato

awww he wrapped her hand 🥺

PAMPER ITEMS AND A DAY OFF OMGGGG HES TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH HER

oooo she kept the note again 😏

yes bestie take a bubble bath you deserve it queen

yea ok "drugs"

babe you probably shouldn't try to talk to him he doesn't seem very friendly idk tho

awwww she doesn't have to leave next time he's there see he's already in L O V E

"harry doesn't like her" bitch please we can all tell you're in love 🙄🙄

AHA I KNEW IT WAS MITCH AND SARAH

babe she probably has ✨anxiety✨don't make fun of her for apologizing lots ???????

OOOOOOO HER VOICE REPLAYS IN HIS HEAD AT NIGHT SEEEEEEE HES SO IN LOVE

Blood Children 🤠 What The Fuck 🤠

bestie it's your responsibility to keep her safe bc you hired her????? well technically niall did but it's your house????????

"doesn't like her" yea whatever helps u sleep at night 😌

bestie don't open the windows the Blood Children will come for you 🤠

the blood Children rn : 😋😋😋😋😋😋snack time😋😋😋😋😋😋

to be fair i would keep the windows open too bc rain do be smelling yummy

oh lovely now the rain is whispering her name 🤠

CREEPY SPOOKY NO THANK YOU

bestie it was in fact not a dream

haha my knees also crunch when I walk besties

omg why am i relating to a blood child

ITS WAVING AT HER WHY AM I LAUGHING KGXLHCKHXGKDKGDKTDJTSKTSTJEKDYKD

my Irish king will save the day 😌

well yea no shit she's gonna stay away from the windows THINK niall THINK

bestie why don't you just date niall he's much nicer than harold 🙄

literally he is such a dick

niall bestie now would be a good time to whisper

SEEEEEEE niall is so sweet just date him

AWWWW THEYRE GONNA WATCH A MOVIE

they're already besties I'm gonna cry this is so cute

AWWWWWW SHE WAS CUDDLING HIM IN HER SLEEP THATS SO CUTE

HAROLD HAS ARRIVED

excuse me harry she DOES need to be babied so leave niall alone

he's so pretty ☹️

excuse me sir you asked so why are you being so rude 🤠

EXCUSE ME HAROLD STOP BEING SUCH A LITTLE BITCH AND LET HER SPEAK

do not tell her to be quiet you skanky little man

bestie what do you mean you DONT want to hear if the monsters come for you ??????

wow he's ✨fancy✨ today

well harold what do you want her to say when you're mean to her ofc she's apologizing you're acting angry

BABE you can't just walk into her room like that it's creepy

IS IT SARAH?????????

hmmmm nope

girly why do you want to see him before he goes he's probably just going to yell at you again and you DONT NEED THAT

SQUEEEEEEAAAAAL HE DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE BC HES IN LOVE WITH HERRRRRRR

ok so bestie has a praise kink

OH FUCK NO FUCK NO ITS AT HER WINDOW HOW DID IT EVEN GET UP THERE SHES ON THE SECOND FLOOR NO THANK YOU LHCOYFITDITDLHDITDKT

my Irish king can't save the day this time ☹️

LAY IN HIS BED OOOOOOOOOOOOOH

me too bestie I also imagine being cuddled by harry when i fall asleep 😌

HE CALLED HER PETAL AWWWWWW

HES IN LOVE HES IN LOVE HES IN LOVE HES IN LO

ooooohhh what do we have to discuss 👁️👁️

awwww he's gonna keep her safe 🥺

"I dont understand head nods" ohclyfykdktsktdtk he's so weird I'm in love

"one thing is missing" he wants to cuddle her 🥺🥺🥺

this was so good!!!!!!!! I was kind of mean to harry but that's just bc he's being a dummy 🙄 I'm so excited to see what happens next!!!!

[foxyotomelady]

Another love, Chapter V (JuminxReader)

Author’s notes:

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I know you've all been waiting for it.

Be aware of: strong language, slightly angst, my poor grammar, and yes yes yes, yandere Jumin  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

Chapter I | Chapter II | Chapter III | Chapter IV | Chapter V (You are here) | Chapter VI | Chapter VII | Chapter VIII | Chapter IX | Chapter X | Chapter XI | Chapter XII | Chapter XIII | Chapter XIV |

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Jumin informed the security chief about Elizabeth's disappearance and now some of the security guards were looking for her all over the building. He also called to Jaehee asked her to contact the media - information about the award for finding Elizabeth was to appear immediately.

You were sitting silently on the sofa, embracing your knees with your arms and feeling like an idiot. Jumin looked at you, he had such a strange expression... Empty and at the same time full of relief? Slowly and without a word, he sat next to you.  "It's my fault," You said unemotionally. "She had to escape when you threw Yuwoon out the door, she had to be scared by this whole show." "It's nobody's fault," Jumin said calmly. "Actually, I'm glad she escaped."

Extremely surprised, you took a look at his composed face, "Why?"

Jumin caught his breath, "Her presence reminded me of what happened to V and Rika all the time. She reminded me of my biggest mistakes. You see, I got her from Rika, and it was V who gave her a name... For a long time, I thought that she could see and understand all my strangling threads... But for several reasons, I understood that it was not true. That I only came up with it to deal with my loneliness. Similarly, I once thought about Rika. I thought she understood me. But it also turned out to be a lie. She hid her true face, manipulated V, Yoosung and me. "Did you... have feelings for Rika?" You asked and your heart jumped. Did you feel jealous? It was so strange. "I'm not sure, I never even made an effort to think about it, maybe because she was with V anyway. Or maybe because I was already subconsciously aware that something was wrong with her. Maybe, whatever I felt for her it was also a delusion. It is completely different with you. Unlike Rika, you are honest and straightforward. I feel that you truly understand me. And even though I knew you were with Yuwoon... "Jumin leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and covering his eyes with his hand. You touched his arm, didn't dare to do more, didn’t want to make a mistake again. "I couldn't stop thinking about you, I told myself that I just wanted to be a friend, which was another lie of course. When you first mentioned Yuwoon, I felt uneasy, I didn't understand why. But now I think I already felt something for you back then. You started to rule over my heart just a few days after you become a part of RFA." "I... I'm sorry, Jumin, I didn't notice, I think Saeran was right, I am dense." He raised his head and looked at you, his eyes sharp, "He says such things about you? Let me talk to him and he'll immediately stop." You didn’t stop the quiet "aww" that escaped your mouth and didn't refrain from kissing Jumin on his forehead, "You're charming, but I can deal with him myself." Jumin, still serious, looked straight into your eyes, "I must confess to you about something, it's selfish, but when you told me that Yuwoon cheated on you, I felt happy. Of course, I didn't like your suffering, but it struck me that after that, I finally have at least a chance..." "Jumin..." 

"Every time you talked about him, I felt a rage stronger than ever before."

"I didn't know... You always wished us happiness, when I told everyone that Yuwoon and I were together, you were the first to congratulate us."

"Because I really cared about your happiness... But I couldn't bear that you want to achieve it with him... In fact, when you declared that you're together, I felt that my world is collapsing." God... You felt so stupid. How long did it last? How long did he suffer because of you? Were you really too blind to notice? Or was Jumin so good at pretending?  "I have no idea what to say..." "You don’t have to say anything, you never owed me anything, I still have no right to demand anything from you... I must apologize again for locking you up here that day. It was a desire stronger than me. " "I forgive you, but give me some time, Jumin, I have to sort out my own feelings."

The next day

[Y/N has entered the chat room]

You: You are here, guys! 

You: Have you heard what happened? 

707: 

707: My poor Elly ~

707: How did she escape ?!

Yoosung: T-T

Yoosung: I feel sorry for Jumin

Yoosung: he must be woried T-T

707: Zen

707: Aren't u going to say something?

707: Aren't u worry about our sweet lady?!

707: 

Zen: first of all, it's not a lady

Zen: second, I'm silent because I don't want to talk about this cat, but I'm also a bit worried

Zen: this jerk must be out of his mind rn

You: I feel responsible for it...

Yoosung: Why? 

You: Yuwoon came to Jumin's apartment yesterday 

Yoosung: 

707: 

Zen: 

You: We had a fight 

You: There was a lot of chaos

You: she had to escape then...

You: I have to do something!

You: I have spoken to Jaehee, she prepared flyers with a photo of Elizabeth 

You: I already have a full package of them here with me

You: Do you want to help me with spreading them? 

707: 

707: I’d like to help

707: but I have to work

707: I have so much work

707: T.T

Yoosung: sorry T-T

Yoosung: I failed my lastest exam

Yoosung:

Yoosung: so I must study

Yoosung: until holidays are over

You: .…

You: Zen?

Zen: ..…

You: You're my last hope T-T

You: pretty pleeeaaaaseeee ^^

Zen: sigh... I can't refuse when you ask so nicely

Zen: I'll overcome my allergy for you!

Zen: 

You: thank you!

Jumin's POV 

There has not been any information about Elizabeth so far. He should be worried. He should be panicking. But he was calm. So what if she disappeared? He was not alone anymore... No, no, no... He should not think like that. Y/N still did not promise him any kind of relationship. And Elizabeth was just a cat who still needed his care.

He straightened up in his chair and pushed aside the report he was reading. God, it was so hard to concentrate on work. Y/N promised that she would not leave him, that he could trust her. But he still felt anxious when she was not near him when she was not under his control.

I have to trust her, He kept thinking in his head. Only so we can build a healthy relationship... Maybe I should talk to her for a moment. Maybe then I will calm down.

He decided to look for her at the messenger. Now, when she had holidays and didn't have to study, she often logged in.

[Jumin Han has entered the chat room]

Jumin Han: Y/N? Are you here?

Jaehee Kang: Sir, you know you can see who is logged in?

Jumin Han: I keep forgetting that

Jaehee Kang:

Jumin Han: so she's not here

Jumin Han: then I have no reason to be here as well

Jumin Han: By the way, are you slacking off, Assistant Kang?

Jaehee Kang: .... ;;;;

Jaehee Kang: NO.

[707 has entered the chat room]

707: lololololol

707: 

707: have you seen this?

Jaehee Kang: ?

Jumin Han: see what?

Seven inserted a link heading to an article. Jumin opened it with little interest, expecting something stupid. But then pain squeezed his heart as soon as he saw two pictures and a big caption.

BREAKING NEWS! Well-known actor Hyun Ryu has an affair?! Who is the girl he's dating?!

The photos under the caption were something that he never wanted to see. 

She. 

With him. 

With Zen.

In one picture they were sitting at a table, facing each other. Zen had his hands clasped under his chin and he was smiling flirtatiously at Y/N. In the second picture, Zen was embracing her tightly, and she barely restrained her smile. Both photos were apparently taken from hiding - probably by some clever paparazzi.

707: lolololol 

Jaehee Kang: It isn’t funny, Seven. 

Jaehee Kang: and it's certainly a misunderstanding. 

707: Brother was right 

707: Zen is so into her

Jaehee Kang: 

He had to trust her.

It was a misunderstanding.

She betrayed my trust.

Jaehee Kang: I'm worried, it can affect Zen's image badly

Jaehee Kang:

It must have been a misunderstanding.

She promised.

She wants to leave me.

707: lolololol

707: You're a true fan Jaehee

He had to trust her.

She’ll leave me.

707: Juju, why so silent?

Jumin Han: Assistant Kang.

Jumin Han: Come here at once.

Jaehee Kang: Is something the matter?

Jumin Han: NOW.

[Jumin Han has left the chat room]

His hands were shaking with anger as he dialed the security chief's number. He tapped his fingers on the desk and clenched his eyelids, waiting for him to pick up the phone.

"Yes, Mr. Han?"

FINALLY.

"Inform Yoon that he can't let Ms. Y/N out of my apartment. Under any circumstances."

"Mr. Han, I'm sorry to tell you this, but Ms. Y/N has left your apartment some time ago."

"What?" His fingers tightened on the phone.

"Has something happened? Should we look for her?"

"No."

He hung up. His head throbbed. His lungs tightened in pain. He put down the phone in fear that he would crush it in his hand. And just as Jaehee entered his office, he slammed his fist down on the desk. His assistant froze in place, pale.

"S-Sir? What is happening?"

He rose from his desk more abruptly than he intended. He did not control himself, his movements, gestures, words, thoughts, "Assistant Kang, do you happen to know where Y/N is?"

"I-I spoken with her today, she wanted me to make flyers about Elizabeth’s missing for her."

Jumin felt that he would soon burst. But he did not feel hot. It was freezing in his guts. His voice was also icy. Nevertheless, his tie was stifling him. He loosened it, "And where did she go with these flyers?"

Jeahee looked at him terrified, "She didn't tell me to where exactly-"

"Assistant Kang," He saw that she was lying. She was so bad at it. "Where is Y/N?"

"Mr. Han, please tell me what is happening."

"Jeahee," Her eyes widened when he used her name, but his voice was not warm, just the opposite. "Tell me where she is or I will fire you."

Jaehee swallowed. Now her face was no longer pale. It was gray, maybe even green. She must have been sick with nerves.

"She was supposed to go to the cafe she likes to visit. I'll send exact coordinates to you in a moment, sir."

"Good," He took the phone from his desk and hurried to leave the office. "I'm leaving."

"But the meetings-"

"Cancel them all."

Your POV

Zen sneezed loudly, wiped his nose, and whined in anger. You chuckled, looking at his tormented face. He was really devoting himself now.

You have already distributed most of the flyers. Many people were passing by this cafe. Unfortunately, no one has seen Elizabeth. Now you've decided to take a break. You were both sitting on the bench in front of the building.

"Just don’t look at the photo, Zen," You suggested with amusement.

"I keep thinking about this stupid cat and you have her fur on your clothes - that's enough to make me sneeze," He complained and pushed the rest of the flyers as far away from him as possible, "What a terrible fate to be at the side of a beautiful woman in such state. You're missing the opportunity to admire my true beauty."

You rolled your eyes, "Do you ever stop flirting?"

"Huh?" Zen blinked, then made a sad face. "What do you think of me, that I flirt with everyone?"

"Exactly my point."

"Have you ever saw me flirt with Jaehee?"

"No, but I'm sure it's because you respect her as your faithful fan," You smiled under your breath.

"This is partly true, but most importantly, I only flirt with those who caught my eye."

You looked at Zen slowly, not sure if he was still kidding. You wanted to say something, but then, on the street in front of the cafe, a familiar limousine stopped. When you saw Jumin get off the car, not even waiting for the driver to open the door for him, you felt cold. Something was wrong.

"Jumin?" You got up from the bench and Zen immediately did the same.

"Why is this jerk here?" The white-haired man was not happy.

Jumin approached you two stiff and fast. His eyes... His gaze pierced you like a dagger. You've already seen this flash in his eyes some time ago. But not so intense. Something was definitely wrong.

"Ah, so you were here with him?" He asked in a vacant, strange voice.

Zen snorted, "You have a problem with that, dude?"

Jumin gave him a sharp look, "I wasn’t asking you."

"Jumin, we just-"

He did not let you finish - suddenly he grabbed you by the hand, squeezed hard, and you dropped all the flyers that you've been holding up to now. Passers-by were peeking at you three anxiously, whispering.

"We're going home," Jumin pulled you to himself abruptly.

"The hell, man!" It was Zen, nervous, furious. "Your apartment is not even her home yet! And what do you think you're doing, being so harsh to her?!"

Jumin tightened your hand even more. You felt that his fingers were shaking. He took one step toward Zen, and he must have a terrifying look now, for the white-haired man stepped back.

"Mind your own business, Zen," Jumin said in the coldest voice you ever heard from him.

Zen shook his head as if to wake up from the shock. He opened his mouth, but before he spoke, you cut him off, "That's okay, Zen. I'll be fine. Nothing bad is happening. I'll go with Jumin."

"Finally, a rational decision," Jumin did not look at you, he turned on his heel and pulled you toward the car. You looked at Zen once again, gesturing with your free hand, showing him not to intervene because you saw that he was barely holding back.

When you finally found yourself in the back of the limousine with Jumin, you felt your heart was hammering. You did not dare look at him, and he did not say a word.

Looking at your feet, you hardly made a sound, "Jum-"

"We'll talk when we're home."

[lovelyrecs]

i actually read this a while ago but i loved it so so much and knew i needed to leave overly long commentary so i can let you know how much i adore the way you write character dynamics so here u go

“-she’s the girl I’ve told you about, Wayne,” Eddie said, straightening when Wayne’s eyes darted to his nephew’s. You chewed on your lower lip, anxious, and tried not to look it. “She’s on a full ride to Indie State, graduated second in our year, and she’s Dustin’s older sister.”

he's bragging he's bragging about her ohmygod

“She’s really smart,” Eddie said, his glance at you bringing you back into the moment, “she’s great with a camera too. I’m trying to convince her to join the school paper.”

HES BRAGGING BAOUT HER HRNG I AM GENUINELY ON THEVERGE KF TEARS

“She is,” the certainty in Eddie’s voice made your heart soar. “I, she’s…I-”

are you trying to kill me

“Yeah,” he said, arms filled with a large bouquet of sunflowers.

i have so many feelings rn. he brought flowers BABY and he brought SUNFLOWERS I LOVE SUNFLOWERS

“I’m not making fun of you! Look at your face, holy shit, you’re fucking cute,” he insisted, turning the page to another photo of you with a large top hat.

i would drop dead he is so 

“You said it’s nice to have someone who cares enough to keep it all,” you said, starting to feel a little embarrassed. This thing – your relationship – it was still pretty new. You really liked him, more than you’d liked anyone before. There was something about Eddie that just felt like he’d drawn you in and tethered you together. It was fragile still, but had so much potential you were a little frightened of it.

“Why are you making that face?” Eddie asked nudging you. “If you’re showing me a box full of old magic tricks, I’ll drop to my knees right here.”

SHE KEPT STUFF OF HIS YES and sir munson i will bibiddy bobiddy boo what i need to in that case

--also the way i hoard crap, this is so close and personal to me...

He shot you look and you pointedly ignored it. “Do you remember that time that I selflessly let myself get captured by Russians so that you could escape to safety?” You asked, examining your nails.

Dustin groaned. “You can’t use that every time-”

“Or that time where you brought home a baby demogorgon and I helped you trap it in the cellar? The way I threw myself in front of you to keep you unharmed?”

THE WAY YOU WRITE BANTER??? THIS IS SO CLEVER AND NATURAL AND SMOOTH 

Eddie’s head popped up as you tossed his pants next to the shirt. “Are you staring at my body? Are you sexualizing me?”

you need to stop you must this is a genius line and so on character??

Dustin whirled around to point at Eddie, only half-clothed and sprawled on the floor. “I’m gross? I’m gross!? WHY IS EDDIE NOT WEARING ANY PANTS?”

HAGDJSKHD

“Wow, so you think I’m that big of an asshole?” You widened your eyes and tried to look insulted. “So, saving your ass from the Russians meant nothing to you?”

“You can’t keep using that!”

STOP IT SHE'S SO AWFUL I LOVE HER 😭😭

“Did you find the condoms?” Eddie grumbled, half asleep. “I’m not drunk I only had like five shots. I’m ready.” His words slurred and you closed your eyes.

stop it the fact that reader keeps trying (and actually doing so) to explain and excuse everything convincingly and eddie keeps messing it up 😭😭

“Are you boinking Eddie!?”

NO because why would he say it like that???

“In my defense, we technically hooked up before you started high school,” you said, smiling when he gagged.

the way she's being all reassuring and sympathetic and dustin is trying not to throw up pleasjkfj

tldr; pretty please write what i say and do i want to be this clever<33

Firsts: Meeting the Family

AO3 || Part 9 of 12 (each chapter is a standalone)

<< The First Conversation || Masterlist || First Apartment >>

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Henderson!Reader

wc: ~6.4K

warnings: some light smut + cursing

A/N: Season 4 who? Living my best gaslit life, byeee.

edit: also this is for everyone who asked about Dustin finding out, hope you like!

When you and Eddie had decided to be exclusive, you had both agreed that the first person to know should be Dustin. You also agreed that it would probably not be easy. While you were the eldest, and naturally overprotective of him, he also returned the sentiment. You’re also pretty sure he wasn’t going to take the fact that you were dating his Dungeon Master well.

You wanted to give him time to adjust to the idea – to be able to process. If you knew one thing, it was that Dustin Henderson was one dramatic little shit. But he was your dramatic little shit and you wanted him to be happy for you – eventually.

You’d planned it all out. He’d be the very first person to know.

So, of course, the plan went entirely to shit.

You made an embarrassingly high-pitched noise as Eddie mouthed at your neck, his teeth stinging deliciously with every nip. Instinctively, you buckled your hips against his.

“Shut up,” you grumbled, biting back a smile at his stupidly endearing look. Wanting to get even, you let your hand trail down his side towards his hip. With precision, you palmed him through his denim. You were immediately rewarded with a harsh exhale and his buckling hips. “Not so smug, are you?” You asked, teeth grazing his earlobe.

“Now, now,” he grunted, leaning into your touch, “play fair sorceress. I’m already under your spell.” With a soft smile that pierced your heart, you let him flip you both over. His added weight and small, involuntary, thrust made your blood simmer.

“Who’s not playing fair now?” You asked, breathless.

Eddie’s answering grin pressed against your skin and you laughed lightly. Wrapping your arms around him, you briefly wondered if you were both taking this too far. A scorching hand unbuttoned your jeans and inched its way into your underwear, rendering your mind quiet.

The late afternoon sun bounced off the walls, casting a warm glow around the room. The trailer park was quiet, most of its residents still at work. A breathy moan fell from your lips, unable to hold it back, and Eddie’s day-old scruff scratched deliciously against your skin.

“I want to brand your expressions into my memory,” he said, panting into your neck, groaning when you tightened your legs around his hand, “the way you look when I touch you, I never want to forget it.”

“Trust me, I don’t think it’s going away anytime soon,” you said, carding a hand through his hair and smiling when he leaned into it instinctively. “Since you’re so agreeable at the moment…”

Eddie froze, his endearingly wide eyes coming up to yours. “Is this where you cast another spell?”

“Maybe,” you said, wiggling against his still hand and deciding it was time to bring out the big guns. With a little maneuvering, you pulled your shirt over your head and tried not to smile as Eddie’s eyes immediately went down to your chest.

“This feels like a set up,” he whispered, licking the swell of your breast, “hello girls, I’ve missed you.”

Rolling your eyes and trying not to look too fondly at him, you pulled his chin up to face you.

“I think we should go to the movies this weekend,” you said, tugging his hair the way you knew he liked. He groaned, eyes lighting up, and expertly moved the fingers within you.

“Sweetheart, you could’ve asked that this morning and I’d have said yes-”

“-with Robin and Steve.”

Eddie narrowed his eyes, hands stilling.

“….and the boys. Gareth and Robin already get along!” You continued quickly. “Please? I know you and Steve do this whole stupid male staring thing but I promise you’ll like him.”

At his silence, you continued to ramble.

“Don’t you think it’s time? It’s been months and our friends need to meet eventually,” you said quietly, “Eddie, they’re my best friends. I don’t want to alternate between you, them, your friends. There’s only so many days in the week!”

Groaning, he pulled his hand out your pants and dropped his forehead onto your chest. “Princess, I fear the day you learn that you could ask me for anything, at any time, whenever you want.”

“Why do you think I took off my shirt?” You smirked when he softly glared at you.

“Bringing out the big guns,” he said, reanimating and pressing open mouthed kisses down your torso, “I bow to your unmatched battle strategy your highness.”

You let out a loud laugh at that, shaking your head. Only Eddie. “As you should.”

“A movie then?” He asked, voice cracking as your hand tugged at his hair little harder. “Sounds like fun.”

“Don’t sound too excited there,” you said, grinning when he shot you a look.

“You can’t expect too much from me right now, sweetheart, not when you’re under me.”

At that, you reanimated, clutching his skin and bringing him down to your lips. His hand grasped at your hip while the other inched closer to your loosening waistband. “Now, where were we?”

Squirming as his hand made its way back between your thighs, your fingers dug deeper into his shoulder. “Eddie,” you gasped, voice high. His lips crashed into yours, swallowing your noises, and that was when you heard it.

Leaning back, you tried to listen past your heavy breathing. A muffled thump caught your attention and you stilled. Eddie’s dazed expression lowered to yours and before he could ask you what was wrong, you heard the trailer’s door slam closed.

“Eddie, is that-”

“Eddie?” A deep voice called out gruffly.

Your entire body froze. Eddie’s eyes cleared and you both blinked. “Oh my God, is that your uncle? Eddie get off of me!”

Both of you scrambled for your clothes, your shirt sitting askew on his lamp. You ran to the mirror above his dresser and felt your heart drop into your stomach. The skin around your neck and chest was clearly irritated. You frantically tried to fix your hair as you searched for something to hide the evidence of the last few minutes.

“Give me,” you said, lunging for a black, torn hoodie. Zippering it up to your neck, you sighed. “Fuck.”

“Princess, it’s just Wayne, he won’t say anything,” Eddie assured you, pulling his hellfire shirt on over his head. “I’ll be right out!”

“This is not a great first impression!” You whispered harshly, panic rising in your chest. Oh God, he was going to hate you.

Eddie’s palms cupped your face and you stilled your fidgeting. “He will love you. You’re in school, you have a job, you’re a Henderson, and you’ve been keeping me out of trouble. There is literally nothing else he could ask for. Besides, I’ve already told him about you.”

“You did?” You said, calming a little. The sun warmed Eddie’s skin, making him look like he was glowing and you couldn’t help but reach out and trail a finger down his face.

He nodded, teeth nipping at your thumb, and his hand came down to your own. “Now come on, it’ll be fine,” he reassured you.

Opening his bedroom door, Eddie led you towards the kitchen and leaned against the wall. “Hey Wayne,” Eddie said calmly, “I thought you had a double today.”

“I did but Rob asked for it – said he needed the extra cash,” Wayne said, his back to you both. His attention was on the pie you’d brought over that afternoon. “Did you buy this? It’s great.”

Eddie nudged you and you cleared your throat. “Uh, no sir, I made that.” Surprised, Wayne turned around – his expression a little amused. “Hello, I’m-”

“-she’s the girl I’ve told you about, Wayne,” Eddie said, straightening when Wayne’s eyes darted to his nephew’s. You chewed on your lower lip, anxious, and tried not to look it. “She’s on a full ride to Indie State, graduated second in our year, and she’s Dustin’s older sister.”

Fighting the urge to beam up at Eddie’s proud tone, you couldn’t help but soften at his nervous rambling.

“Henderson, right?” Wayne said, a small smile growing on his face. “I’m guessing you’re the one that’s been coming over the past few months?”

You froze, not sure what to answer. Eyes skirting away, you focused on the plates you’d helped wash by the sink. The faucet dripped, the droplets echoing softly after every fall.

“This place has been looking cleaner and cleaner, I’m assuming that’s for you,” Wayne said, brow rising and breaking the tension.

Eddie’s face flushed red and you laughed lightly. “I think so,” you said, squeezing Eddie’s hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Munson.”

Wayne’s calloused hand shook yours. “Call me Wayne, Mr. Munson makes me feel old.”

Eddie snorted and Wayne narrowed his eyes. You hid a smile behind your hand and watched them tease each other. Eddie must’ve gotten his ability for a quick comeback from his uncle because seeing them go back and forth was like watching a tennis match.

“She’s really smart,” Eddie said, his glance at you bringing you back into the moment, “she’s great with a camera too. I’m trying to convince her to join the school paper.”

“Your parents should be proud, Eddie sounds like he is,” Wayne said, chuckling when Eddie shrugged sheepishly. “And you like Eddie enough to stick around this long?”

Eddie gasped; mock-outrage evident. Your fingers reached for his, palms meeting instinctively, like two puzzle pieces clicking together. “Yeah, a lot,” you said, eyes on Eddie’s.

He quieted, joking demeaner giving way to a flash of vulnerable surprise. You smiled, reaching up to kiss his cheek and turning back to Wayne. Surprised, you saw him watching you both intently, a knowing look on his face. It was something that looked awfully like approval. Trying not to let yourself get to ahead of yourself, you just smiled.

“How about some coffee?” Wayne asked, hands already reaching for the coffee pot.

“Actually, I need to get her home- ouch!” Eddie hissed as you pinched his forearm. Wayne’s eyes crinkled, amused, as you stepped forward.

“Coffee sounds great, thank you. Milk and sugar please,” you said.

Wayne motioned to the kitchen table and asked how you’d met – you told the story, skipping over the non-important details, and furiously ignored Eddie’s knowing look. You talked about your job at Family Video and how you’d been wanting to apply to the bookstore downtown. He’d complimented your baking and talked about meeting Dustin at the beginning of the school year.

“He’s a riot, that one,” Wayne said.

“I apologize for anything inappropriate he may have said,” you said, wincing.

Wayne shook his head, laughing. “He’s a good egg that one. Too smart for his own good.”

“You’re telling me.” You snorted, taking a sip of your now cold coffee.

Eddie’s warm hand on your wrist had you looking away from Wayne and blinking up at him. “It’s getting dark, I should drive you home princess,” he said. You glanced at the window and winced; you’d promised your mom you’d be home for dinner.

Standing, you wiped your hands on your thighs before reaching for Wayne’s hand. “I’m happy we finally met,” he said, nodding when you smiled. “You’re good for him.”

“He’s good for me too,” you said, arm coming around Eddie’s waist. You looked up at him and smiled when he scrunched his nose at you. “Sometimes.”

Wayne chuckled and pointed to the pie. “I wouldn’t be too mad if you brought one the next time you came along.”

“Wayne,” Eddie said, sighing.

You laughed and nodded. “I can do that sir – Wayne.”

“Come on,” Eddie said, tugging you towards the door. He spun the keys in his fingers and stopped short when Wayne called for him.

“Eddie? Before you go?”

Taking the hint, you took the keys from him and nodded to the van. “I’ll warm up the car,” you said, kissing his jaw. He nodded, turning back to his uncle.

You had barely taken a step when a gust of wind cut through the hoodie you were still wearing. Hands coming up to your arms, you realized you’d left your coat in Eddie’s room. Turning back around, you hesitated long enough to hear Wayne’s voice.

“She’s a good kid, got a good head on her shoulders.”

“She does,” Eddie said, sounding cautious.

“I like her, she might be a good influence on you.”

You watched Eddie’s head duck through the crack in the door, a pleased smile on his face.

“I trust you kiddo, you know that right?”

“Yes…”

“You being safe?”

Your face immediately felt like it’d caught fire. Oh no…

“Wayne!”

A deep rumbling chuckle echoed through the doorway. “I’m not blind kid. I see how you look at her – how she looks at you. I know I haven’t always been here for you-”

“-you’ve always been there for me-”

“-but whatever you’re doing together, take an old man’s word for it, hold onto that one. She’s rare in a town like this.” Wayne’s hand came up to Eddie’s neck and you watched him flinch as Wayne grinned, his thumb grazing the bruises on Eddie’s neck. “I’ve also seen these on your neck for the past few weeks.”

“Wayne.”

“You don’t need to tell me. Just – if she’s going to be around-”

“She is,” the certainty in Eddie’s voice made your heart soar. “I, she’s…I-”

Wayne’s face softened at his stumbling. “Be careful with her, you hear? You’re both too young and she’s probably got a family who wants her to graduate. You’ve both got good futures ahead of you. They’ll be time for babies later.”

“Oh my God. Yes, Wayne we will be.”

“Will?”

“We haven’t – I – Jesus H. Christ. I gotta go,” Eddie said, neck splotchy.

Wayne’s laughter was deep and loud. As Eddie turned, you almost slipped as you scrambled towards the car.

Barely making it, you tried to calm your breathing as you watched Eddie stomp down the steps, face bright red. He took a second and you watched him inhale deeply before getting into the car. He brought his hands up to the wheel and dropped his forehead against it.

Slowly putting the keys in, you turned the engine and felt the car rumble to life.

Eddie groaned. “You heard all that didn’t you?”

“Yep.”

It only took two seconds and one knowing glance to have you both break down in laughter.

You could do this. It was fine. You could absolutely do this.

“I just don’t understand why I can’t know who’s coming over honey,” your mother said, puttering around the kitchen. She nervously checked over the simmering food and you smiled. It was dark out, early evening, and all the lights in your home were on. You’d cleaned the entire house from top to bottom in preparation, helping your mom cook Dustin’s favorite meal.

“It’s a surprise!” You said, voice betraying your own anxiety. Checking your watch for the tenth time that night, you frowned. “Isn’t Dustin running late?”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you,” your mom said, tasting the sauce, “he called when you were in the shower. He’s staying over Mike’s.”

Son of a bitch.

After another week of both you and Eddie chickening out – you’d agreed to invite him over for dinner. You’d tell Dustin before Eddie got there and hopefully having your mom around would keep his reaction from getting too over the top. You were also going to lie your absolute pants off at the fact that Wayne had accidentally found out before him.

“But he told me he’d be here,” you said, hands itching to reach for the phone to call him.

“I know honey, but they’ve got that game soon and they’re preparing I think,” your mom said, distracted by the pie she was removing from the oven.

“But this is important!” That little shit. Now what were you going to do? You’d told him you needed him home tonight.

At that, your mother finally turned to look at you. “Oh,” she said, blinking at you. Awareness creeped in and she smiled. “Oh, this is about the boy you told me of.”

You immediately couldn’t meet her knowing gaze. Sheepishly, you picked at the hem of your new shirt and watched your mother’s eyes grow wide. “Honey! You should’ve told me – oh my, I’ve got to change!” She fussed, disappearing into her bedroom to no doubt pull out her fancier dress.

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. Dustin was going to burst a vein – the angry one that pops up in his forehead when he yells – when he found out that he was the last to know. Groaning, you let your head drop to the wall.

The doorbell rang and you huffed. Swinging the door open, you opened your mouth to let Eddie know that Dustin wasn’t here when you were stunned into silence.

“Eddie?” You squinted.

“Yeah,” he said, arms filled with a large bouquet of sunflowers.

His hair looked like it had been calmed into submission, his curls a little damp still. The signature leather jacket, summer or winter, was gone and replaced with a darker denim that looked a bit too wide at the shoulders. His jeans were stiff and his shirt was a plain green. You didn’t even know Eddie owned anything but band t-shirts. You didn’t even know Eddie wore colors. The green complimented his skin in a way that had you fighting the urge to drag him down to your room.

Making a show of rising to your toes, you glanced over his shoulder and was surprised to see Wayne’s Ford truck in the driveway.

“What?” Eddie asked, hand coming to the back of his neck in what you knew was nerves.

“I’m sorry, I’m just looking for my boyfriend. Have you seen him?” You asked, laughing when he shot you a withering look. “What are you wearing?”

Eddie blanched. “Why? Does it look bad? Wayne said some of his old stuff would probably fit me.”

“I always like how you look,” you said, truthfully. Eddie’s nervous expression morphed into a smug one and you had to laugh. “Next time, just be yourself Munson. I like you for you, not for what people think good boyfriends look like.”

His eyes softened as you leaned forward and kissed him.

“Are those for me?” You asked, nodding towards the flowers.

“Of course not, they’re for your mother,” he said, grinning when you rolled your eyes fondly. His smile dropped when he glanced around your living room. “How’d Dustin take it?”

You sighed, dropping your head to his shoulder. Eddie’s hand immediately came up to the back of your head, cradling you softly. “He’s skipping dinner. Eddie, he’s going to smother me in my sleep if he finds out he was the last to know.” The denim was rough against your skin but Eddie’s hand rubbed soothingly across your nape.

“Well, at least tonight won’t be so bad,” he said, squeezing your arm. “It’ll be fine. We’ll tell him together.”

Snorting, you stepped back so he could come into the foyer. “You’ll leave me high and dry, Munson.”

Before he could come up with a comeback, your mother peeked her head out from the kitchen. “Oh, he’s here! Hello, it’s so nice to finally meet you.”

You watched Eddie nervously shake your mother’s hand. Her smile seemed genuine when she welcomed him in, eyes assessing. The endearing look was definitely sincere as Eddie handed her the large bouquet of sunflowers.

“Oh, you shouldn’t have!” She said, holding them to her torso. “They’re beautiful. I’m going to go put these in water. Honey, get him settled and I’ll bring out the food.”

Leading Eddie to the dining table that you’d set with four plates, you looked at the chair across from yours and sighed.

“I’m telling him it’s your fault,” you said, slumping into your chair. Eddie took the seat next to yours and dropped his hand onto your knee.

“Whatever helps,” he said, laughing at your glare.

With the speed and efficiency that only your mother could muster, she’d filled your plates and kept conversation flowing easily.

“Oh, uh,” Eddie grimaced and you watched your mom notice his sheepish expression, “I’m not very good at school. I’m doing better recently, thanks to your daughter, but it hasn’t been a…easy process.”

Smiling fondly, your mom nodded. “Their father wasn’t the best at school either.”

Whipping your head around to your mom you saw her get lost in a memory. You hadn’t thought she’d share that.

“That’s how we met you know. I was assigned as his tutor. He repeated his freshman year and was so embarrassed about it. I’d help him study for the whole year – the little rascal hadn’t told me he’d passed with flying colors two months into the semester!” Her eyes looked misty and she dabbed at the corners with her napkin. “We were married the second we’d both graduated.”

“He sounds like a great guy,” Eddie said, hand intertwining with yours under the table.

“Oh, he was, he would’ve loved you,” she said, her eyes sparkling, “he played bass for a while but was too shy to audition for the local band.”

Eddie’s surprise was evident and you grinned. “I told her about Corroded Coffin,” you explained, “she’s heard the tape you gave me!”

“And you liked it?” Eddie sputtered, immediately looking embarrassed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-”

Your mom laughed; her amusement visible. “I was born and raised in this town. I know how cruel it can be to people who look like they don’t belong,” she said, hand coming up to yours and you knew she was thinking about Dustin’s bullies. “I’ve always told these two, there’s nothing more important than being yourself. My kids have always marched to the beat of their own drums. I mean, I never thought you’d outgrow your magic phase.”

Freezing, you widened your eyes and Eddie choked on his mouthful of food. “Her what phase?”

Well, shit.

“She wanted to be a magician for the longest time. Up until that horrible Collins girl ripped up her little kit – oh, she came home sobbing. Inconsolable. Her father was ready to go down to their house and swing at Jenny’s father. Hotheads the two of them,” your mother shook her head and straightened. “Oh! I still have the photos!”

“Mom, please, no-” it was too late, she’d disappeared into the living room.

Groaning, you glanced at Eddie to find a shit-eating grin on his face. “Shut up.”

“Oh my God, you were a freak too,” he whispered, hand on your thigh. “I knew there was a reason we liked each other.”

“Magic tricks aren’t freaky!” You insisted, sighing. “I hate those pictures.”

So of course, your mother spent half the night showing Eddie most of them. You’d eventually migrated to the sofa, Eddie’s eager fingers flipping through the albums. From the fleeting look you’d given the it -- he was up to your second-grade photos.

“Look at you,” Eddie said, for the hundredth time, his finger tracing your wide smile. You had a black cape around your shoulders, a wand in one hand and your other tightly wrapped around Dustin’s. His gummy grin was wide, his curls wild and he was dressed in a bright blue jumpsuit.

Glancing at the kitchen where your mother had stubbornly insisted that she clean up on her own, you saw her puttering around – mumbling to herself. Smiling, you turned back to Eddie and pinched his arm. He groaned, rubbing the reddening skin and frowned. “It’s not nice to make fun of your girlfriend, Munson.”

“I’m not making fun of you! Look at your face, holy shit, you’re fucking cute,” he insisted, turning the page to another photo of you with a large top hat.

“You don’t need to look through all of them,” you huffed, crossing your arms. “She’ll show them to anyone. Shit, she’s got a scrapbook with all our elementary school awards. Dustin’s science ones really need their own binder.”

Eddie smiled, his eyes darting between you and the pile of photos. “It’s nice,” he said, “having someone who loves you so much that they want to keep it all.”

Glancing at him, you saw a trace of sadness that he was trying his best to hide. “After dad, we – became her whole world. You know? I think it kept her busy while she adjusted to not having him around.”

“Yeah, I get it,” he said, “they looked like they really loved each other.”

“They did,” you said, straightening and motioning for him to stay. “I’ll be right back.”

Darting down to your room and grabbing the shoebox at the back of your closet, you rushed back to Eddie. He’d swapped the album for your baby photos – you swore he was close to asking your mom if he could have one.

“What’s that?” He asked, placing the photos onto the coffee table gently.

“You said it’s nice to have someone who cares enough to keep it all,” you said, starting to feel a little embarrassed. This thing – your relationship – it was still pretty new. You really liked him, more than you’d liked anyone before. There was something about Eddie that just felt like he’d drawn you in and tethered you together. It was fragile still, but had so much potential you were a little frightened of it.

“Why are you making that face?” Eddie asked nudging you. “If you’re showing me a box full of old magic tricks, I’ll drop to my knees right here.”

“Eddie!” You hissed, flustered. Glancing behind him, your mom was still washing the dishes. “It’s – it’s, oh just look at it.”

Shoving the box into his lap, you leaned back and crossed your arms. Childishly, he stuck his tongue out at you before carefully lifting the lid. His hands froze and you felt your heart stop beating.

“It’s not a lot, I know, but we’re only a few months in….” you tried to explain. When he still didn’t move, you had a moment of true panic. What if he thought it was creepy? “I mean! It’s not like I’m obsessively saving anything. I just thought – um, its memories, you know?”

Eddie’s hand disappeared into the box, reappearing with a pair of ticket stubs.

“That’s the first movie we went to – the one after we’d agreed to be exclusive. Those are a pair of napkins from the diner, the night of our first non-date,” you explained. You pointed to the Dragons magazine, “That’s the one you bought for me when I asked you to help me understand the game better. Oh! If you look inside-”

Taking the magazine in your hands you delicately opened it up to the middle. A few, mostly dry, poppies slid down.

“Are those-”

“The flowers you got me later that night? Yeah. You tucked one behind my ear, remember? I sneezed at first and then joked that the town metal head was going soft on me.”

Eddie laughed, his eyes still stuck on the box, “I said for you, maybe.” His smile turned into something small, delicate, and entirely beautiful. “You’re keeping this stuff?”

“Yeah,” you said, gently putting the magazine back in its place – under a few of Eddie’s tapes. “These are our memories, you know? All of this is part of who we are, who we were, who we’ll become. If in a year we’re not together, regardless of why, I want these memories. I want to remember you, us, in this moment.”

Eddie’s hand came up to your neck and he pulled you to him. Your fingers went up to his hair, as if they had any other choice, and your other hand went up to his arm. After a few minutes too many, you pulled back for air.

“What was that for?” You asked, dazed, when he leaned back.

“For you being you, princess,” he muttered, shooting you a fond look.

“Hey Dustin,” you said nonchalantly, leaning against his doorframe.

“Hey,” he said from his bed, “what do you want?”

“Why do you assume I want something?”

He shot you look and you pointedly ignored it. “Do you remember that time that I selflessly let myself get captured by Russians so that you could escape to safety?” You asked, examining your nails.

Dustin groaned. “You can’t use that every time-”

“Or that time where you brought home a baby demogorgon and I helped you trap it in the cellar? The way I threw myself in front of you to keep you unharmed?”

“Oh my God, please, just tell me what you want!”

“I don’t want anything,” you said, hand on your chest trying your best to look insulted. “I simply wanted to remind you of the fact that I’ve been a good sister-”

“For the love of – tell me.”

“I need you to cover for me,” you said, grinning.

“Again?”

“That sounded really judgmental.”

“Sorry,” he said, not sounding sorry.

“I’m going to a college party with Steve and Robin. I’m going to suddenly not feel well and sneak out. Can you keep mom out from my room?”

“What’s in it for me?”

You narrowed your eyes and he stiffened. “I won’t tell mom about the times I’ve covered for you.”

“Fair, fair,” he said, lifting his hands. “It shouldn’t be too hard, it’s her weekly call with Lucas’ mom. They talk for hours.”

“Thank you!” You said, grinning. “I owe you one.”

“Technically you owe me two – alright, alright, I was just saying!”

“Eddie, help me out here sweetheart,” you grunted, shoving him through your open window. You’d never been more grateful for your one-story home than this moment.

“I can help you out alright,” he slurred, words mushing together. Fighting a laugh, you gave him one last push and snorted when he slumped to the floor. The two drinks you’d had wore off with the walk back to your house. Steve had promised to drop off your car later in the morning since you were busy trying to not get either of you killed on the walk.

Changing into your pajamas, you went in search of a pair of sweatpants you’d stolen earlier that month from Eddie’s closet. Triumphantly, you chucked them in his direction. Kneeling beside him, you tugged his dirty shirt off and wrinkled your nose at the smell. Unbuckling his pants, Eddie reanimated.

“Where’s the condoms?” Eddie mumbled.

You pinched your brows, confused. “Eddie, we’re not having sex – you’re drunk.” Never mind the fact that you hadn’t had sex yet.

“Why are you taking my pants off then? Where’s my shirt?”

Fighting your laughter at his drunken confusion, you continued to tug at his pants. “Because Robin puked on them, remember? We talked about this on the way home. I’m going to go throw them in the washing machine. You don’t want to sleep in puke, right?”

“Ohhhh,” he said, a touch too loud. “You’re so right princess, how did I get so lucky with such a smartypants? God, you’re so fucking sexy when you’re being smart, you know?”

“Shh,” you whispered, laughing.

Eddie’s head popped up as you tossed his pants next to the shirt. “Are you staring at my body? Are you sexualizing me?”

You shot him a look before trying to tug the shirt over his head. “I’ve seen you naked before Eddie, literally this morning.” After struggling for a minute, he frowned when you finally got the shirt around his neck.

“You did?”

Rolling your eyes, you kissed his temple. “Yes, I did.”

“Oh,” he said, realization bleeding into his confusion. “You did that thing with your tongue that drives me crazy.”

This time, you laughed a little too loudly. “Yeah, Eddie. I believe your exact words were, ‘Jesus Christ you succubus.’”

“You’re really good at that, like criminally,” Eddie said, struggling again to put his arm through the hole. He stopped suddenly, turned to you, and wiggled his brows. “How about I do the thing you like? I like the sounds you make.”

Shaking your head, you flicked his nose. Of course drunk Eddie was more handsy than his regular self.

“Because, doofus, you can barely walk by yourself.”

“How dare you,” Eddie said, gasping. He threw his hand dramatically to his chest and ended up toppling over.

“Shh!”

“You’re going to wake up mom,” a soft, drowsy voice called to you through your door. Frantically, you slapped a hand over Eddie’s mouth and winced.

“Sorry Dustin, go back to sleep! I’m okay.”

As usual, your little brother ignored you and opened your door.

“What time – oh my God, Eddie?” Dustin’s shrieked, his voice reaching a decibel you hadn’t heard in a few years.

“Shut up! Jesus, fuck,” you pulled Dustin into your room and closed your door quickly. “Do you want mom to kill us both?”

“Both? You’re the one that snuck out!”

“Hey! If I’m going down, you’re going down with me,” you threatened.

“Don’t try to distract me!” He shrieked again. You slapped your hand over his mouth and immediately yanked it back when he licked at your palm.

“You’re gross,” you said, wiping your hands frantically on your pants.

Dustin whirled around to point at Eddie, only half-clothed and sprawled on the floor. “I’m gross? I’m gross!? WHY IS EDDIE NOT WEARING ANY PANTS?”

“Will you calm the fuck down!” You hissed.

The words went right in one ear and out the other. “Why is Eddie Munson on our house, in your room, mostly naked on the floor?” Dustin asked again, his voice desperate.

“He’s not mostly naked, get a grip,” you said, going back to helping Eddie into his shirt. He roused from his sleep and grinned when he saw Dustin.

“Other Henderson!” He cried out, happy. You shushed him and turned back to Dustin. Trying to think through an explanation that wasn’t totally a lie, you stumbled over your words.

“He was at the party, was drunk and Robin puked all over him. Did you want me to leave him there so he could choke to death on his puke?”

Dustin’s hysteria broke and a bit of guilt bled into it and you had to bite your lip from smiling. “Well…no…”

“Right, because that would’ve been a dick move,” you said, “besides, he was in my year – I’ve known him since like fifth grade dude.”

“I didn’t know you cared,” Dustin said, wary. “You almost chewed my head off when you heard I was hanging out with him a few months ago!”

“Wow, so you think I’m that big of an asshole?” You widened your eyes and tried to look insulted. “So, saving your ass from the Russians meant nothing to you?”

“You can’t keep using that!”

“Please, continue slandering my character,” you continued, ignoring him. Thankfully Eddie pulled his pants on himself and sat up.

“That’s not what I meant – come on, don’t look at me like that.”

“Is it not, Dustin? Is it not?” You asked, putting a hand to your chest. You knew you were packing it on thick but you weren’t technically lying and you really didn’t have the emotional energy to try and admit it to Dustin now.

“I’m glad you’re okay man,” Dustin said to Eddie after a beat.

Reanimated, Eddie blinked and grinned unsteadily. His eyes were completely glazed over and his grin widened when he saw you. “Princess!”

Dustin’s eyebrows disappeared into his hair. “Princess?”

Fuck. “He’s been calling me that since the Halloween dance – I told you this when I picked you up that time afterschool,” you explained.

His suspicion cooled and he nodded, as if remembering. “Princess Peach?”

“Yes!”

“Sorry, sorry,” he said after you glared. You both stared at each other in silence, arms crossed. As you went to stand and grab Eddie’s dirty clothes, he reanimated.

“Did you find the condoms?” Eddie grumbled, half asleep. “I’m not drunk I only had like five shots. I’m ready.” His words slurred and you closed your eyes.

“Did he just say – did he – I knew it!”

Shit. You glared at the semi-conscious idiot on your floor and fought the urge to kick his leg.

“Dustin you’re going to wake up mom!” You hissed after he kept shrieking.

“Are you boinking Eddie!?”

Gagging, you smacked a hand over your ears. “Oh my God Dustin, never say those words to me again! Jesus Christ!”

“Are you sleeping with him?” He demanded again, unphased.

“No! We’re not sleeping together,” you said, holding up three fingers, “I swear. He’s drunk.”

Dustin’s shoulders dropped and you instantly felt guilty.

“Um,” you cleared your throat, “we are, uh, dating though. Full disclosure.”

“What?”

“Okay don’t freak out!” You said, holding up your hands.

“You’re dating Eddie Munson?” He said, eyes widening. “Since when!”

Wincing, you wrung your hands. “Like, for three months now?”

Dustin fell quiet, stunned. “Mom’s going to kill you.”

“Uh, well, you see-”

“Mom knows!?” Hurt flashed across his face.

Annoyed, you flailed an accusing hand in his direction. “If you would’ve fucking showed up for dinner yesterday, I would’ve told you then! You’re the one that stayed over Mike’s house!”

“I didn’t know he was coming!”

“It was a surprise!”

“Well considered me fucking surprised!”

You both frowned, tensely regarding each other. “I can’t believe you told Mom before me.”

“I didn’t mean to! You’re the first person I wanted to tell,” you said, scuffing your foot on the carpet. “I always tell you everything first. That’s our thing – I mean, you did neglect to tell me that you found a little girl in the woods a few years ago-”

“You’re not turning this around on me!” He said, hands going to his hips.

“Dusty – we – I was just nervous. I thought you’d react like this!”

“Couldn’t you date someone who wasn’t my friend?” Dustin groaned, slumping.

“In my defense, we technically hooked up before you started high school,” you said, smiling when he gagged.

“I don’t ever want to hear anything about you two kissing, ever,” he said, finger pointing at you.

Mock-outraged, you put a hand over your heart. “But Dustin! I’ve listened to you talk about Suzie for months-”

“Suzie wasn’t your friend first!”

“-but I guess I’ll make the sacrifice.”

Dustin huffed, the fight going out of him. “Just – don’t be weird around me, okay?”

Running over to him, you squished him against you, kissing the top of his head. “Thank you, Dusty,” you mumbled, “I’m sorry for keeping it from you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said, suspiciously not resisting the hug. “I get to tell Steve – the look on his face is going to be-”

Dustin’s voice trailed off as you grimaced. You took a few hurried steps back as his metaphorical feathers ruffled.

“Am I the last to know!?” Dustin’s screams echoed.

A/N: If you want to mourn with me, or need a shoulder to cry on, my inbox is open! I’ll probably still be writing a canon-divergent season 4 timeline because yolo, if they won’t fix it, I will.

[harryfeatgaga]

his fucking hair?? the hoodie?? his smile?? the ‘i am loved’ necklace?? his nails?? pleasing tote?? why can’t he be mines?? but fuck he looks so good!!

i’m a desperate whore for this man

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Anonymous asked: oh fuck i almost forgot: HIS FUCKING HANDS?? like I need it around my throat, when is he gonna come here and asphyxiate me?? i’ve been patient enough im tired of waiting

and on a side note, i love his causal attire so much!! soft boyfriend vibes!! ughh my heart cannot take this rn

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Anonymous asked:

did u see the new fan pic of him?

I WANNA RUN MY HANDS THOUGH HIS HAIR

FUCK HE’S SO PRETTY

I WANNA CRY

I AM SO FUCKING FERAL RN

Anonymous asked: oh fuck i just looked at the photo again and i forgot: HIS SLIGHT STUBBLE GROWING??? LIKE I NEED TO FEEL THE ROUGHNESS OF IT ON MY PUSSY SO BAD FUCK FUCK FUCK. HES SO SICK!! FIRST HE GOT HIS COCK AND BALLS OUT YESTERDAY NOW HES LOOKING SO FUCKING GOOD IN CASUAL ATTIRE?? LIKE SIR IM BEGGING ON MY HANDS AND KNEES

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Anonymous asked: I just woke up.. and his voice is so deep. Well Im definitely gonna orgasm today, thanks harry 😭

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Anonymous asked: desperate times call for desperate measures,

thanks harry for feeding me a new photo for my feral hours

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Anonymous asked: He looks so warm and cozy, I wanna hug him. And his peace sign is adorable, like he’s truly holding up the best necklace. Sir wrap it around my neck

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Anonymous asked: YALL I THINKS HES WEARING GREY SWEATPANTS IN THE NEW PIC!! I NEED A FULL BODY PIC NOWWW

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