#something quick i've wanted to do cuz i was bored but i didn't wanted to work on my backlogs cuz i want to make them longer lol-

[filthypen]

Chiaki’s love for kokichi’s "joystick", or aoi’s love for kokichi’s "glazing"which one is stronger~?

Both are strong contestants, for one, we have the NEET gamer that would kill to be an estire day ''playing'' with his joystick... which basically means jacking off his 10ft long monster with her expert hands, from tip, to his massive balls, don't underestimate her, she is able to make him cum very quickly with just her hands~ Aoi in the other hand, has absolutely forgot that there exist donuts WITHOUT Kokichi's glaze, doesn't matter what kind of donut, she will always accompany it with a good coating of at least 20cm of his cum. At this point, she has started doing the same to other sweets... how long will it take until she starts adding it to normal food? Soon, if Chiaki keeps milking him so much~

[spncrscasey]

One Chance (k.s.)

Fandom/Characters: Chicago Fire - Kelly Severide x Fem!Reader, Leslie Shay

Word Count: 1k

Summary: Kelly Severide. The man who hasn’t stopped asking you out since you joined 51. But now, you have a date and his time is up.

Warnings: flirting, fluff, tiniest bit of angst? (idk if this would even be considered angst,) happy ending

a/n: i don’t rlly like this but it’s smth quick and short cuz i was bored. i literally saw this gif and the idea came to me, idk what it was about the gif but it resulted in this so here you go ! enjoy reading <3

“Hey gorgeous,” You heard him say as you walked in, winking at you.

“Morning, Severide.” You reply, rolling your eyes.

“When are you going to let me take you out?” He asked like clockwork.

This had been going on since the week you'd joined the firehouse. Each day, he’d ask if you wanted to go on a date with him. And every time, your response would be the same,

“Never.”

Yet he still hadn't given up, “Never say never, m’lady.” His answer earned a chuckle from you, causing a grin to form on his face.

Truth be told, you really liked him. He was not only an excellent leader but also a great friend. And let's face it, he wasn't bad looking either. Who were you kidding? You could get lost in those mesmerizing blue eyes for hours. He was beautiful.

But you also knew him. You knew his reputation. A ladies’ man, a womanizer, a playboy— you could go on and on. You were aware of the multiple women he'd take home weekly and you didn’t want to be one of them. You weren't the kind of girl who regularly has one-night stands. There's nothing wrong with them, it just wasn't who you were.

The point is, you didn't want to just be someone he was one and done with. Which is why you were continuously rejecting his advances. You couldn't lie though, it was fun watching him flirt with you in hopes of one day, getting your attention.

As you entered the kitchen in search of coffee, you noticed that he had quietly followed you inside.

“So. Any plans for this weekend?” He questioned, as you poured yourself a cup.

“Actually, yes. You want one?” You asked, pointing the mug at him.

“No thanks, but do tell.” He inquires.

“I have a date.”

“With who?” He instantly questions.

“Not that it's any of your business, but this guy I met at a coffee shop down the street a few days ago,” You reply, smiling.

He rolls his eyes in annoyance but tries once more, “How about you ditch him and go on a date with me instead, beautiful?”

“Once again Severide, not happening.” You shut him down for the umpteenth time, walking away.

Shay was currently at your apartment helping you get ready for the date you had tonight.

“I'm just saying, I've never seen him so into a girl before.” She tells you, lying on your bed as you rummage through your closet for something to wear.

For the last hour, she has been persistently trying to convince you that Kelly has suddenly developed a romantic interest in you.

“Leslie, I know he's your best friend and roommate and that you have to be on his side or whatever- but come on, we both know how he is. Which one?” You ask, revealing two black dresses you were struggling to choose between.

“The one on the left.” She answers before going back to the topic at hand, “He’s changed Y/N- he hasn't brought home a single girl in the last month! If that doesn't tell you something then I don't know what will.” She exclaimed.

“Just because he hasn't brought them home doesn't mean he hasn't been to their places instead.” You point out, putting on the dress.

She sighs. “Just give him a chance Y/N, he's a great guy.”

“I know he is, but being a great man doesn't also necessarily make you a great boyfriend.” You say while beginning your hair and makeup.

“You’re so difficult.” She counters, earning a giggle from you.

Shay had gone home and since you were done getting ready with 30 minutes to spare, you decided to watch some TV.

You were flipping through the channels when you heard a knock at your door. Assuming your date had arrived early, you hurriedly went to answer it.

“Hey, you made it-” You speak excitedly before looking up and noticing who it is, “Severide?” You furrow your brows, not expecting him to be here.

“You look absolutely breathtaking.” He says, looking you up and down.

His words quickened the pace of your heart. And the way his gaze slowly roamed down the outline of your body caused a shiver to run down your spine, electrifying every nerve along the way.

“Uhh, thanks… But what are you doing here? If you're looking for Shay, she left a while ago-” You quickly answer, pushing aside the way his compliment made you feel before he cuts you off.

“I'm not here for her, I’m here to talk to you.”

“Well, you better make it quick because I'm sure my date will be here soon.” You open the door further, letting him into your space.

“Screw that guy!” He says turning to face you towards the door, “How many times do I have to ask you- go out with me. Please.”

If you didn't know him any better, you'd almost think he was desperate with the way he was pleading.

“Kelly,” You pause, noticing the way his breath hitches at your use of his first name. “I don't want to be just another name you add to your list of girls you've slept with.”

“You won't be! I like you Y/N and if you let me, I can prove it to you. I’m done with all the women- all I want is you.” He lets out exasperated.

“You mean that?” Still unsure of his motives, you look into his eyes searching for anything to prove to you that he’s being honest.

He nods before repeating his earlier statement while taking a step closer to you, “So how about, you call up your coffee shop man, tell him you're canceling and let me take you on this date instead?”

You laugh, “You drive a hard bargain Kelly Severide.”

“Is that a yes?”

You nod, not being able to contain your ear-to-ear grin, loving the way he beams back at you. That smile is something you could definitely get used to.

“Don't make me regret this Severide.” You say in a teasing manner.

“God no.” He says relieved before swiftly pulling you into a bone-crushing hug, causing you to erupt into a fit of giggles.

Maybe Shay was right, maybe he really had changed for the better.

[takadokii]

✴ extra: 2:47 !! ‧₊.࿐

summary Gojo likes speaking to you late at night and smalltalking you to sleep so he can finally mutter the words he really wants to get off his chest. The ones he's far too afraid to say when you're awake. pairing high school!gojo satoru x f!reader tags gojo is annoying (canon.....)warnings little bit of childhood gojo angst word count 1.3k links collection ; taglist

this is an additional chapter of my series "caught in the middle", if you enjoyed this, consider checking it out! 🩵

At first, you confuse the blaring noise with the sound of your alarm, so in a weird way, you're almost relieved when your left eye opens a little to discover the moon is still up, shining through the cracks in your blinds. It was practically full tonight, you note, so close one could confuse it for being full already.

You grin at the thought of having a few more hours of sleep before getting up. That is if, whoever decided to call you at this ungodly hour would make it quick.

You were hoping for a spam call or a wrong number, but when the name Gojo glared back at you, your hope for some rest evaporated in front of your squinting eyes.

"What?"

"Wooow, is that a way to say good morning to your best friend, hmm?"

"It's not morning, nor is it good."

"You didn't deny I was your best friend, though."

You sigh. Placing the phone next to your head, you let yourself fall back into the pillow. It was now slightly colder, something that eased your misery.

"I'm so telling Shoko!"

"Did you need something, Gojo?" You try to get back on topic, knowing that was close to impossible considering it's Gojo. There's a raspiness in your voice that Satoru's lacked, telling you he must have been up these past few hours.

"No, just wanted someone to talk to, and Suguru still has my number blocked!" 

"... that's an excellent idea, actually."

"You wouldn't! Don't even pretend," he smiles. The smugness in his voice would have annoyed you if you were more awake.

"So, how was your day?" He finally speaks, and you can hear his smile.

"Was okay, work was boring, but I didn't have to do much cuz Aki was there."

"Aki…? " You heard him mumble under his breath, deep in thought, "Ahh, I remember! That little brown-haired guy with the big fat crush on you!"

You make a noise of agreement.

"What's up with him? He still into you?"

"Mmm, I dunno, maybe. But more importantly! Today, this guy came in and offered me 3000 yen if I would go and eat with him!"

"No way, that's not enough," Satoru scoffed in disbelief.

"It's really not! And He was like three times my age or something. It was really gross."

The two of you are silent for a little. Satoru doesn't mind. He even thinks you've fallen asleep for a second there. He's sitting by the windowsill, it's not cold underneath his skin, and his bear back against the wall felt as though they were the same temperature. He lets himself get lost in the thoughts of how warm your hands were in comparison, how everything about you radiated a warmth he could never really produce on his own. He longed for it, both to be warm and to feel yours.

The thought that you would probably flinch away at his cold touch made him frown, and he wondered if that was the only reason. Hoped that if his hands were just a little warmer, there would be a content smile on your face instead, and you'd simply squeeze it back.

"How was your day?" You finally ask in return.

His head snaps towards his phone screen, he got so lost in his thoughts he forgot you were still there.

"Good. I've been thinking about your book and... what I said about it. I thought maybe I should give it a try," Satoru smiles, "so I can properly make fun of it, of course."

You hum, "Didn't know you could read."

He ignores your comment.

"But you have to lend me your copy. I'm too embarrassed to have that in my purchase history."

You huff in disbelief. 

"I'm sure you've got worse things in there. Remember when Shoko found your-"

"Okaaay , enough!" he interrupts, raising his voice just enough to cut you off. The little giggle he can hear along with the rustling of your sheets brings a grin to his face nonetheless.

"So that's why you called me? To have small talk and cadge my romance novels?"

The question makes him frown, and he dislikes the thought that you'd assume he'd need a reason to call you in the first place.

He wonders if Suguru sometimes calls you just because, if you fall asleep on the phone together or send each other little updates on your days. He wonders if you would have answered with a more lively tone and quicker if it was his best friend.

He counted five rings when he called.

"I guess…" he begins, but you accept this as an answer already, unaware Satoru was playing with the drawstring of his pants, trying his hardest to mutter the words burning on the tip of his tongue.

"I guess I just missed you," he finally breaths.

He's met with silence and hates it, tapping a rhythm against the window to break it.

"Did you hear me?" He whispers, embarrassment and disappointment washing over him.

You don't respond.

He counts about 3 minutes to conclude you've fallen asleep again, and it's confirmed when he can hear your soft breathing through the phone.

Tiptoeing towards his mattress, he lays down, puts the phone on his pillow and scoots over a little. He doesn't bother putting the blanket over his body, knowing it wouldn't make a difference. He assumes this is how you must be lying right now, and he imagines turning his head, closing his phone and finding you lying there.

Warm and breathing, softly.

"To be honest… I've been having this dream about you lately, and..." Satoru waits, in case you woke up again, in case you were pretending to sleep or actually on the toilet without telling him earlier.

He waits for just about five rings.

"I'm kinda scared I'll have that dream again... I've never really had that, you know."

It must be the almost full moon that makes him so melancholic tonight as he reflects on his life thus far. The empty apartment he stayed in during holidays, big enough for a family of three generations, the one his father had dismissively given him the key to. 

Occupied just by Satoru, the house was cold, even during the summer. It was quiet most of the time, simply lacking the warmth of being lived in, of people. 

He remembered back in middle school, playing tennis for a year and hockey for two after that. He remembers walking home from tournaments, his racket or helmet tossed in the trash on the way somewhere to make space for a trophy he was hoping to hide, putting them at the bottom of his drawer as soon as he entered his room. He'd announce he quit the club on the dinner table and it was met with a hum or silence.

During all this, he remembers training with his mother every evening and with his trainer every morning and noon. He remembers wearing his best clothes on the weekends and sitting beside his aunts as they gushed about their nephew.

"The future head of the Gojo clan." 

He had heard this phrase in a million tones, in a million ways, from a million people.

Laced into their tone was often malice, jealousy, pity and occasionally pride.

"I've never really…" he starts, and he suddenly feels like crying. He remembers a conversation with you long ago, which makes the feeling in his chest even heavier. "... had something to dream about."

His next breaths are shaky, and he's surprised by the sound of them. 

He wonders if you can hear it through the phone.

He stays like that, lying on his back, hand on his chest as he listens to the pounding of his heart matching his uneven breathing.

"Anyway... It's late," he looks at the clock on his nightstand: 3.07, next to it is a picture of the four of you in your first year, Shoko's face pressed against yours, you're smiling brightly one arm around her and the other around Suguru, who holds back a grin as he looks at you. Satoru is standing next to him, arm on his shoulder, eyes closed.

"Too late, maybe," he chuckles drily.

"Goodnight," he whispers, before a bittersweet smile dares to form on his lips, "dream of me too, okay?"

He hangs up before you can answer.

thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoy! If you're interested in more of this dynamic then please check out "Tales of the Cursed!"

Love, jae 🩵

[y4z1]

𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗡𝗜𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 | part 2

Pairing: Childhood friend Felix x female reader

Genre: fluff, smut, childhood friends to lovers

Synopsis: it's a boring Saturday and you're watching stranger things, when you see your phone light up to a text message. It's Felix asking to come over and make brownies. Things escalate quickly when you decide to do a small favor for him.

Warnings: swearing, manhandling?, Dom Felix, 18+ content minors dni, making out, kissing, fingering, hickeys, gagging, giving head, oral sex, fucking, mentions of stranger things, mentions of kdrama celebrity, edging, HOT CHEETOS! (I'm hungry af cuz I skipped dinner help), yeah that's all I can think of ENJOYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

wc: 1.4k

← PART 1

You were back home, still watching stranger things. Except you weren't really watching you were staring at the wall, trying to get yesterday's events out of your head. But you couldn't because your mind kept replaying it over and over again. You missed him, you wanted him, and you needed him.

During your intimate moment with Felix someone just HAD to interrupt. It was jeongin, he mentioned he was just curious to where the smell of delicious brownies were coming from. Luckily he didn't hear anything or at least he said he didn't.

10 minutes later and the same memory was repeating itself over and over again. You said fuck it and decided to text Felix.

You: hey

You: wyd

Yongbokie🧸🌹: hey

Yongbokie🧸🌹: just got off schedule, why what's up?

You: if your not tired or anything...you mind coming over?

Yongbokie🧸🌹: yeah, sure mate

Yongbokie🧸🌹: got nothing better to do at home anyways 🤗

Before Felix came over, you decided to fix yourself up. You brushed your hair, washed your face and changed your clothes—along with your panties, but not like anything is gonna happen anyway.

Right as you finished tidying up the house you heard the doorbell ring. You took a quick glance at yourself in the mirror before opening the door.

Your eyes landed straight on his luscious pink lips. The urge to kiss him, growing with every second that passes. "H-hey" you stuttered like a complete idiot and you hated yourself for it. Chuckling at your embarrassed self he pulled you in for a hug. Lowering down to your ear, "Hi sweetheart" he purred in a deep raspy voice. You could swear you felt something drip down the inner side of your leg. "What were you doing before I got here?" His lips gliding from you ear down to your neck. You could feel his smirk against your skin. "S-stranger things" fuck. You stuttered again, face red as a tomato.

He pulled away. Smiling and ruffling your hair innocently as if he didn't just plan on fucking you right then and there. He flopped down on your sofa. "Wanna watch celebrity? I've heard it's good". You hummed, having absolutely no fuckin idea what the hell he said cause all you could even focus on was the way those lips moved with every word he said.

After grabbing a blanket from the closet you sat next to him. You turned the TV on, and typed in the name, realizing you had forgotten the snacks you got back up and Felix whined at the empty spot next to him. "But I'm cooolddd come back". You chuckled, his duality was insane. "I'm just grabbing snacks wait"

You grabbed a handful of snacks, way more than needed but most importantly was Felix's favorite, Hot Cheetos. You remember Felix telling you that he loved hot Cheetos, and every piece of information from Felix was added to your collection of mental notes.

Sitting back down on the couch with the snacks Felix took a packet of Hot Cheetos. It had been 4 minutes and the packet of Hot Cheeto's...completely demolished. He got up to wash his hands. You frowned at the loss of heat.

When he returned you visibly pouted with doe eyes. "Do you not love me anymore?" A confused look on his face "Hm?". He sat back down and you spoke, "you left me all alone....you freckled bitch." You threw yourself onto him and started tickling him. Blankets and pillows flying everywhere, and the room was filled with both your giggles.

You didn't know how or when but somehow you ended up underneath him, both arms tied above your head. "Oh you're gonna regret this" he said in a deep Australian accent. He tickled you with his free arm. You were struggling to get out of his grip, and you could barely even breath from all the laughing. He was a total menace. "OH MY GOD FELIX" you breathed out. "IM LITERALLY GONNA DIE STOP"

To your surprise he did stop. He plastered a devious smirk on his face, "say please". Knowing you'd get nowhere without saying please. You looked at him with doe eyes that you knew made him crazy. Tilting your head to the side, you pleaded, "please?"

"you know we never got to finish last time" Within seconds his lips crashed into yours, tongue deep in your throat. Your wrists were still tied above your head. He seemed experienced even though you were his first kiss. You gasped when you felt his free hand snake down to grab your thigh. You were sure by now your wrists were bruised from his strong grip.

He rested your thigh on his shoulders, and used his left hand to pull your panties to the side. With that very same hand he slipped two digits in, and you left a loud moan at the feeling. His fingers slipping in and out of you at a godly pace, making a knot tie itself in your stomach.

He let go of your wrists, and both your hands went directly to his hair. He groaned at the feeling of you tugging on his hair. He added in another finger, stretching you open.

Finally, you came all over his fingers. He lifted his hand up to his mouth and sucked them clean, moaning at the taste.

Giving you no time to collect yourself, he dived right back down into your heat. His tongue sliding up and down your folds while his hand rubbed your clit in fast circles.

A minute in, and could feel another knot in your stomach. Right when you were on the edge, he pulled away which let out a whine from you, "whyyy".

The devious smirk was once again on his face. You plotted your revenge, and turned him over. Now you were the one on top, in control. You slipped off his pants along with his boxers. His tip was a soft reddish pink—hehe cute. You started licking and swirling your tongue around before you slowly started taking him in.

Once it was all the way in, you started bobbing your head up and down. He was a moaning mess. You could tell he was almost there when he repeatedly started cursing over and over again. So you took your revenge, by pulling away at the last moment.

He looked pissed and it was genuinely intimidating—but so fucking hot at the same time. "What the fuck do you think your doing?"

He pushed your head right back down, slipping his dick all the way into the back of your throat. He moved your head up and down his length causing you to gag over and over again. "Don't resist, we both know you want me". You wanted to reply but you couldn't from the constant gagging. He forced you up and down until his hot liquid filled your mouth.

Finally letting go, he looked at you with dark, intimidating eyes, "swallow." he commanded. And you obeyed. "Now ride me." His smirk back on his face.

You slowly got on top of him, lining his dick up with your entrance. Slowly sinking in, you flinched at the pain. He grabbed both your arms and set them on his stomach for support, giving you a minute till you were ready. You started moving up and down while maintaining eye contact with him. "Fuck, your so hot."

The room was filled with lewd noises, you were sure your neighbors or maybe even the whole city could hear, but right now, it didn't matter.

You both came at the same time, and you collapsed onto him, both of our breath.

After you both collected yourselves, he carried you, bridal style to your bathtub, turning the hot water on and adding in bubbles. He slowly dipped you into the bathtub and you pulled him in along. Causing you both to play fight again.

After what happened today, you added another piece of info to your collection of mental notes. Despite his sweet innocent look, he can be dominant and intimidating if he wants to. Now you understood why they say don't judge a book by its cover.

A/n: I wrote this at like 1:30 AM while watching kcon and holy fucking shit mc chan is SO. GODDAMN FINE.

[kurlyfrasier]

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[stardust-does-things]

Ranting (Danganronpa) [prt. 4]

I always start liking a fandom or game and brush off any or all criticism because I get so obsessed over things. And that's exactly what happened to me with Danganronpa. I'm slowly fading out of the obsession, but if you ask, I will still info dump. I've been watching more analysis videos I guess you could say about Danganronpa and slowly started to realize it's not as perfect as I thought. Don't get me wrong, the games are beautiful with unique animation, story, gameplay, characters, and lore. But just because something has a lot of good qualities doesn't mean it's free from flaws.

A recurring thing I noticed people getting upset over was the 3rd case syndrome the 3 main games had (3rd case syndrome: Every 3rd case or class trial in Danganronpa was a double murder). It's understandable to be annoyed at the repetitiveness, but it does actually make some sense. Usually, when a new player starts playing the games, the first trial is there to sort of introduce the player into the mechanics and let them get a feel for the world. Then, the second trial ramps up the difficulty a bit, making the player more invested in the game/plot. But if you do another simple one victim murder for the third trial, the player could become bored. It's easy for the player to assume that the rest of the game will just be increasingly more difficult one-kill-trials. So the third trial is the perfect spot to put in this sudden double kill. You can argue that it'd be super interesting to have a double murder for the second case, but I think that making the second case that interesting will kind of make the rest of the games trials less interesting and compelling since the player might want more difficult double murder rather then the standard one. A lot of people were specially criticizing the actual plot of the 3rd cases and just how.. mediocre the gameplay was. I can say that the 3rd case in Danganronpa 2 is kinda bad, it really doesn't make sense and is just... weird. Mikan shouldn't have been able to pull that off. I can't say I enjoyed the other 3rd cases, I mean they were okay. Not the biggest most important thing.. just whatever.

The third game is definitely my favorite. Although I much more prefer the look, sound design, and characters of Danganronpa 2, the game is admittedly not too good story wise in my opinion. I like V3 because it switches up the story a bit and I enjoy it. I liked how you get to play as Kaede, she seems more fleshed out to me than the previous protagonists. And it was honestly so surprising to see Rantaro died and we the player get executed for it. I just wanna yap about Kaede's execution real quick cuz I love it :3. The song that she plays during the execution is "Der Flohwalzer" which is a simple song that is learned by beginners (Sorry if I get any info wrong, please correct me). It is mostly played just using the black keys, but during her execution, she is only seen using the white keys which could symbolize her innocence. A few people also said that since it is a common song for beginners, Kaede likely played this song throughout her childhood, so having to hear a familiar song being played wrong for hours as she slowly died of asphyxiation was likely upsetting to her. It's just an overall very nice execution to me.

I understand why a lot of people didn't typically like Mikan's execution. Because honestly, it was one of the worst parts of the 2nd game. The case that she was responsible for was also kinda bad, it didn't make much sense and bothered a lot of the community. Her execution bothered me a lot, it felt like (to me at least) that he trauma was being mocked or that it invalidated her. I understand that's reaching, but it felt disrespectful. Having to watch a character I felt connected to and had sympathy for do... whatever the hell that was, made everything feel wrong. It feels like the only thing her execution was supposed to represent was her trauma, and I think it could've been pulled off better if it didn't end the way it did. You start off the execution thinking it might be really violent or painful for her, but then it just cuts to something sexual and upsetting to watch, I understand its supposed to be deeper than that but I get shake the unease I felt. And then she gets launched off into space??? Huh????? It felt so confusing and weird, the whole thing should have been taken more seriously.

Of course when you have a game series, it is incredibly hard to make it perfect, I don't think a perfect game/game series is going to come out ever. Everything has beauty in it despite the flaws it may have. Danganronpa at its core is an incredibly thought out and complex game that is a wonder to play. The gameplay is nice, each game is unique visually, characters feel fleshed out and easy to relate/sympathize with, overall I would recommend if you find mystery stories interesting or if your just looking for something new. I doubt we'll get more content but I can only pray. Have a nice day, goodbye <3

[bitemedotmp3]

16

16. — daybreak

This happens sometimes. Uzi gets so caught up in whatever she's doing- thrifting, looking through junkyards, trying to sneak into bars to catch concerts- that she forgets that eventually, the sun must rise. Sometimes it's not a huge deal, depending on where she is; in Fibonacci, she can stay in the canyon, or here in Golden there's enough stuff to do indoors that she can just stay up for a full 24 hours. Sure, she ends up a bit frazzled by the time she gets home, but whatever! There's no rules and no parents in this city so she can do whatever she wants.

But right now, she's just sitting on a bench in the Mermaid Cove Mall.

"Mkay, cookies were two-thousand dust, the tea was thirty-five-hundred, if I wanna get that adapter it's only nine-hundred and I guess I don't need it but I do want it..."

If someone was looking very closely at her face, they might see a calculator running on it, just some fun post-holiday shopping math. Uzi watches as the number gets higher and higher, coming precariously close to her savings ceiling. The end result is obvious, and Uzi sighs before saying something she never wanted to say for as long as she's lived.

"Man, I need a job."

Boo, hiss. To become another cog in the gnashing machine of capitalism was against everything Uzi had ever stood for, but she kind of wants some money to buy anime merch with. She could, like, become a criminal and just start stealing shit, but that... doesn't seem very in-character for her as a world-saving hero.

"Heya Zee, long time no see!"

A relatively-familiar voice cuts through all the boring math and numbers, and thank robo-god for that, because it sucks. Uzi blinks back to the physical world and spots Frye pretty dang close to her.

"Oh, 'sup Frye?" she says, giving a small wave. "Sorry, didn't mean to space out. Just doing some calculations."

"Let me guess. Squidmas shopping? Yeah, that'll clear you out quick if you're not careful."

"That's a fun name for it. But yeah. I've never really done gifts before, so..." She trails off, just shaking her head. "Harder than I thought."

"Do you not have a robo-Squidmas or something?"

"No, we do, it's just..." She frowns. "Look, I don't think I know you well enough to get into my traumatic background. Also it would take a while, and I don't really have the energy for it."

"Oh, well... Fair enough, I guess. You do seem kinda tired, but I know what would put some pep back in your step! C'mon!" Frye starts to tug on Uzi's hand, but the worker drone's metal frame stays still. "Woof, what are they feeding you?"

"This isn't gonna be something, like, active, is it? 'Cuz I was just gonna spend the next few hours in the manga section of Barnes and Spiral."

"No, promise! It's something where you can just sit and chill! C'mon, I wouldn't lie, would I?"

"I... don't really know you well enough to know if you would."

Frye stops tugging. "Harsh, but I get it. But seriously, if you just wanna sit there and do nothing, you can! I just want an audience where I'm going!"

A grimace spreads on Uzi's face. "I dunno..."

"I'll pay."

Uzi hops to her feet. "Let's go."

She allows herself to be pulled along for a few feet before taking her hand back and sticking it into her hoodie's pocket, because she still has her cool teenager image to maintain. While Frye won't tell her where they're going, she at least trusts the other girl enough to not think she's being led into some kind of trap or anything like that. It only takes a few more minutes for the pair to arrive at their destination, and Frye spreads her arms wide, turning to Uzi.

"Ta-da! Whatcha think?"

Uzi squints up at the neon signage. "Mermaid Cove... Karaoke? I-" Her eyes go wide once the connections click; she's never been to a place like this, but she's seen it plenty of times in anime. "Oh, karaoke! Like with singing and stuff, right? Yeah, I know that."

"Cool! Sounds like you're already sold, so c'mon!"

Uzi doesn't need pulling along anymore, so she follows Frye to the front desk, and then to their own personal room. The other girl/squid/whatever seems to be an expert, and Uzi takes a seat on the vinyl cushions as Frye grabs a microphone and strikes a pose in front of the screen.

"You're in for a treat today, Zee! Your own private Deep Cut solo act, courtesy of... Frye Onaga! And you're catching it live!"

Uzi's visor plays a soft blip as she blinks. From next door, they can hear a deep bass as someone else enjoys their karaoke session. "Oh, is that like, your bandcamp or something?" says Uzi. "That's... cool."

Frye holds her pose for a few more seconds before drooping like a limp piece of seaweed. "Girl, you're killing me. No, Deep Cut's our group! We're super well-known all across the Splatlands! It's just... just me right now, so I'm branching out! Flying solo! Or, trying to. You know how it is."

She does, kind of. Uzi wasn't part of a band, but she did have her little group of Solver-squashers back on Copper 9. Coming to this city, suddenly being out of her element and all alone... It's rough.

"Being lonely sucks," says Uzi, nodding.

"Yeah, yeah... But I'm here to sing, not mope! Here, let me show you! Uh, let's see, it's gotta be in here..." Frye turns, scrolling through the tablet's song selection until her eyes light up. "There! Till Depth Do Us Part! No promises on Shiver's section, but just listen! I promise it'll blow your... whatever you use as ears."

The synth and bass blow over Uzi nearly instantly, and you know what? She's into this. Aside from the string instruments, it reminds her a lot of drone music, and when Frye starts singing, Uzi gets why her group is so well-known, even though she can't understand the lyrics. And maybe it's a little peppier than she usually likes, but it's good stuff. Uzi shows her appreciation the best way an angsty teenager can, with a subtle bobbing of her head and the tapping of her fingers along her leg casing. Also, she's been recording this the whole time.

When Frye finally finishes, arms spread wide, Uzi claps a few times. Not sarcastically, either, that's genuine appreciation. "That was pretty good," she says, nodding. "You said your group's famous, right? Don't they have that dome for celebrities?"

"Just pretty good? Tough crowd," says Frye, wiping sweat from her brow. "But I've thought about it, it's just hard to imagine it without Shiver and Big Man. So this is fine for now! For now, anyways. Now, let's see, what else do they have from us here..."

"Nuh-uh, it's my turn!" says Uzi, holding out her hand. A ring of violet light appears around the tablet, and then it's yanked out of Frye's hands and flies over to Uzi. "You think I'm just gonna sit here for a few hours if it's on your dime? It's my turn! Hell yeah, they've got Dead Batteries on here!"

Frye is about to protest, but she shrugs and takes her own seat on the couch as Uzi leaps to her feet. "Okay, guess I can take a break. Let's hear what robot music sounds like!"

"Worker Drone music! Songs we made after all the humans died! This is Lithium!"

Aside from the synth, it couldn't be more different from Deep Cut's upbeat, uh... beats. And Frye is super impressed by Uzi's ability to lower the pitch of her synthesized voice to match some of the more guttural lyrics.

[guvato]

Tamalog Day 14

Day 14 started a bit chaotic during the morning, as Picochutchi and i went to the arcade and played a bit since she wasn't in much of a good mood, after that i fed her some Dim Sum and called the sitter. Mokokotchi woke up and was alright, didn't need much, so i just fed him a Bagel real quick and called the sitter for him as well, lastly, Kuchipatchi woke up and wanted to show me his girlfriend, wanting to marry her, but...i didn't know he would ask to go so quickly, and i haven't had the opportunity to get his care icon, so... i told him to stay, and his girlfriend got mad, leaving him sad at home, and i think i've never felt so bad for saying no before this. At least he didn't mind it later and was his usual happy self, i called the sitter for him and he seemed happy again.

Waking up at 4:45PM, i picked everyone up from the sitters and went on to start the day, but hey, Mokokotchi finally evolved, and he turned into Ginjirotchi, but he was looking different? I knew that i've seen him in a different colour before, but didn't mind much, who knows if there are Shiny Tamagotchi lol. He wanted to go to the arcade, so as i pressed the "go out" option, some ladies stopped us and told Ginjirotchi to go take a bath, turns out he was just dirty, hehe. After a well-needed bath, Ginjirotchi and i went to the arcade to play some football, that cheered him up real good and we used the money to get him some food at the restaurant, which he loved.

Picochutchi and Kuchipatchi didn't need much all day, i mostly just checked on em and when they needed something, i took care of it, it was a REALLY slow Tama Day, specially since i had woken up at 5PM lol. Picochutchi was feeling a little bored, so we went to the TamaVerse and gave new Tama Friends some hearts, after that, she was feeling all happy and cute as always. Kuchipatchi received the petting of a lifetime, i petted him and petted him until my boy was all hearts and finally i've received my Kuchipatchi Care Icon, which now i can finally let Kuchipatchi marry his love and won't feel bad about it since i've interrupted his plans enough.

Evening came and Ginjirotchi was feeling a little sad, so we played some more football and went to the restaurant for some cupcakes and soda to reward his good performance, also fed him Fried Chicken and Gratin and he was maxed out and feeling great, which is my goal at least once a day for every Tama. Picochutchi had some Dim Sum for dinner and ate some popcorn, after that i let her be until sleep time, i'm surprised she didn't ask for much today honestly. Kuchipatchi wanted some food, so i gave him a Burguer and a Cheese Dog satisfying his hunger, and since he was feeling all happy and sweet, i just waited until 9:30PM for my last check on each of them.

Surprisingly, Ginjirotchi wasn't the first to sleep, as his sleep schedule is at 10PM along with our other 2 Tamas, which is great cuz now we can have some more Tama Time (specially in days that i'm working or just want to watch some videos :D). I kept everyone in check and since none of them was in need of anything, i just waited for them to go to sleep, and when time came, Kuchipatchi was asking for me once again, and after some pets, he fell asleep. The other two just fell asleep quietly and ended this pretty short and simple Tama Day. I wish other devices had something like the Smart's "Wake up early" and "help fall asleep" features, they make you feel a bit more of a connection with your Tama and also it's something so cute and innocent about them wanting some attention to fall asleep that i can't help but just love it.

Sorry for no Social Media Picture again, my mind is basically mush today and i am forgetting to do a lot of basic stuff, i'll post both pictures that didn't get featured in Tamalogs this week in tomorrow's Tamalog, thank you for reading and i'll see you tomorrow. <3

[anaalnathrakhs]

auuuurgh

i feel so fucking bad. i want to do things so badly but there's always the looming threat of my parents waking up eventually. they'll be awake and doing stuff when i wake up if i go to sleep. scheduling driving lessons feels so fucking complicated cuz they have to be like a month in advance at least. and i have no idea how i'll be in a month. and things might happen. and it feels scary to plan for the future. i miss sports so bad but everything feels so complicated. the bouldering gym costs money. i went and it was... okay but i started feeling like a goldfish going in circles after like one go. the bike pump is cooked bc we havent used it in many years (cuz we live up a FUCKING HILL i fucking hate you) and both my bike and my dad's are deflated as fuck. the municipal bike rental in my city costs money and it's not covered by the bus subscription. i don't have the roller skills for going down this MOTHERFUCKING HILL with them, nor navigate the MANY hills in my town. i got to swim a couple times recently and it just felt so small. i miss being a kid and actually having fun. enjoying the things i did. i can't do two miserable pullups without my brain screaming at me that my life is worthless and everything is boring and feed me a bottle of vodka and two months of restrictive behavior lest you'll never feel happiness again. school is difficult but rewarding and im doing my best. living with my parents is making me wish i could fucking poison their coffee in the morning. guess which has mandatory breaks and which im obligated to handle as soon as i come home, and on days off, and on holidays, and every fucking time they want to talk to me and do things with me. holy shit. i get it. you were sooooooo vewy sad uwu when i was more solitary, and now you're sooooooo glad i've finally learned to shut the fuck up (most of the time) and participate in your activities! awesome for you! then why do you fucking complain when the very real consequences of catering my life to please you poses you an inconvenience? holy shit i'm doing my best, i'm trying to be what you wanted because i KNOW i was a difficult child all my life and i don't want you to struggle any more than necessary now that i can do what you expect of me. are you not happy. sorry i can't be fucking perfect. sorry i'm so horrible and bitter-hearted that i can't enjoy normal things like family meals and spending time with you.

"our relationship isn't only problem-management" FOR YOU MAYBE IT ISNT. my entire fucking LIFE has been problem-management. why did you have a kid if you weren't prepared for it to struggle? why didn't you take half a look at dad's childhood, or my uncle's childhood, and understand that there was going to be some problem-management to do. i would've liked a little less being dragged to amusement park trips and out of the country vacations, and a little more help for my mental health. maybe it wasn't all problem-management to YOU because you halfassed a quick bandaid on it and then left me to manage it however i could. i know it's a very complicated situation with no breakage-free outcome, and i don't know if i would've done it better had i been in your shoes, but 1st of all THAT'S WHY I NEVER WANT TO HAVE CHILDREN AND IF I EVER THINK ABOUT IT YOU CAN KNOCK ME OUT AND TAKE THE GONADS AWAY, and 2nd of all i wish you would stop insisting i have no reason to not trust your help or ask you for help nowadays. not only you have repeatedly not helped or made it worse in the past, but you have kept doing that recently. which i understand, i am older and you do not owe me massive changes for something i can take actions on myself, but then obviously i'm not going to keep asking you for help with the same problem and asking for the same solutions. stop telling me i need to resolve it I KNOW IM WORKING ON IT. and yeah sorry i don't want to shift the whole blame of communication troubles on you, because god knows i suck at that, but you have to understand that "but you didn't say anything at the time :(" is not an argument. i was barely 13. i didn't voice an anxiety i had about something i hadn't tried yet. then i spent four days calling you on the phone begging you to help me out, the entire weekend from the second you came back for me friday evening to sunday before going to sleep begging you to not make me go back, and you still said "lol no you're not gonna give up this easily". and you tell me that, again, as if i was supposed to have said something earlier (when it was preemptive anxiety that could've ended up being unfounded) and then you'd have been all cool and dandy with it and not made me go?????? just admit i have reasonable reasons to not trust you to offer executive help on my problems it's alright i'm 18 you don't have any obligations anymore.

it's so fucked up i'm so fucked up. i havent been normal a single second of my life. i was kinda going beyond the need to be explicitely invited to everything, cuz i thought that it was kinda irrational of me and that most people would just tell me if i started going to far. but then i act weird anyway and my friends dont say anything at the time and then rib me about it later on, and i just have no fucking idea what i should and shouldn't do anymore. i dont want to put any pressure on my friends because we're all fucked up and full of irrational and raw maladapted behaviors, we're all mentally ill and not even fully young adults, and i want to do my best to extend the olive branch anytime i can, which they also often do for me, but then i don't know what to do, am i validating something that does more harm than good? how do i bring it up without hurting them and making everything worse? i don't know what people expect of me, i don't know what people want out of me, i don't know what i want out of people, i don't know what's good.

i've read that essay about hippie subcultures and drug culture, "mind openness" and ego death and how it could be reached without drugs and how straights who do LSD still won't get it. and i'm gonna be honest, i've never done hallucinogenics, i've never even experienced hallucinations, i don't want to make a faulty comparison, but a lot of it really resonated with what i felt when i was in permanent calories deficit. i felt depressed and anxious sometimes but also so often the world felt beautiful. peaceful. i could fucking sleep. i could enjoy the moment. fucking meditate even. i feel like i'm going mad. i want to go back so badly. god i remember when i started binging/eating a maintenance amount of cals again. it was so bad it felt so fucking painful to feel like nothing was enough AGAIN.

im tired i think im gonna manage going to sleep. every day i hope it's the day i can fall back into restrictive patterns again.

[xiaoslxt]

Requested by @d4rl1ngs1nn3r

Sorry that I have to put it like this, tumblr didn't let me add on💀,, also please send requests as an ask next time so it doesn't happen again 💔 /nm !

Characters: Xiao, Zhongli

Genre: smut, with plot to be exact

Warnings: afab! Reader, gn! Pronouns, threesome, spit roasting, use of vision for sexual purposes, praise + degradation, creampie

Format: drabble actually a one-shot cuz im built different 💀

Zhongli and you have been dating for a long while now, but your sex life has yet to get boring. He comes up with some interesting things sometimes and so do you, maybe that's why you're holding out for so long.

But recently it's been.... almost boring. Less exciting. The two of you had tried what seemed to be everything known to man, until today.

"Welcome back home" you greet your long-term lover. "How was your day?"

Zhongli takes off his coat and loosens the collar of his shirt before answering you. "It's been as usual, love"

You furrow your brows upon his lack of talking. "It seems you have something on your mind, Li." you mutter and grasp his hand, "What's wrong?"

He encases your hand with his other one and sighs. "I've been thinking about the lack of enthusiasm in our... more private affairs"

For a second, your heart feels like dropping, but he's quick to make his intentions clear.

"So I've thought about something we have yet to try" He meets your eyes with a mischievous glint in his own. "So.. How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?"

"I- Hold on now" You shake your head in disbelief, not like you're against it, it just came unexpectedly. "You're saying you want to have a threesome?"

Zhongli chuckles and moves one of his hands to the back of your neck, his thumb stroking your jawline. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to, it's just an idea, love"

"I'm not against it at all, Li" You clarify, now getting excited. "Did you have anyone in mind or..?"

He chuckles, his deep voice vibrating in his chest. "Why of course I did. But first I'd like to hear about who you have in mind"

"The first one who came to mind was.... Xiao" You mumble, feeling your cheeks heat up. "It's just... I'm close with him and you also trust him so-"

"Shh calm down" He chuckles, "I thought of him too. Why don't we get to it?"

The Yaksha appeared in the room you were in about 3 seconds later, looking at the both of you with suspicion. "What's this about?"

Zhongli explains his idea to the Adeptus, and you watch as the man's cheeks grow redder by the second.

"So, what do you say? Want to take part in our fun time?" Zhongli asks with a suggestive undertone. "You can even choose between their mouth or pussy"

Xiao stands rooted in place and watches Zhongli's hands wander towards the hem of your pants.

Your hands immediately fly up to hold onto your lover's shoulders for support as he starts to trail hot kisses down the side of your neck.

Xiao holds eye contact with you in the process and it's only adding fuel to the fire. "C'mon Xiao... don't just stand there"

"You can kiss them too, neither of us mind" Zhongli casually throws in before biting down on the crook of your neck, and eliciting a high-pitched moan out of you.

"Fuck" Xiao curses before taking quick steps towards you and harshly connecting your lips.

Zhongli's dick stirs in his pants upon hearing the wet sounds of Xiao and you making out, mixed with both of your needy whines.

You know you're screwed when your lover's hand places itself above your lower belly. "Yes or no, darling?"

Aside from a pathetic "mhm!" and a nod, you don't manage to vocalize, but you've discussed the marking before.

Not even a second after, you feel a rush of pleasure and a hot feeling right where Zhongli had placed his hand. Your head flies back from the overwhelming feeling, and Xiao watches in awe before latching onto your throat.

You don't exactly recall how you all moved into your bedroom or how you all got naked, but now you're lying on your back with Zhongli's cock in your mouth and Xiao between your legs.

"You're doing so well for us baby" Zhongli praises you, one of his hands feeling his cock in your throat and moaning deeply. "Fuck, such a good and dirty little slut for us. Aren't they, Xiao?"

The Yaksha stops his assault on your cunt, and instead hums in agreement before rubbing the head of his cock between your lower lips. He watches your legs twitch in fascination due to his ministrations before pushing in just slightly.

The moan that you let out also pulls another one out of Zhongli, your throat vibrating deliciously around his cock.

Before you know it, Xiao is pounding into your cunt like no tomorrow while you suck off Zhongli, who in turn is intensifying your pleasure via his mark.

"Is- Is it okay if I cum inside them?" Xiao huffs out between harsh intakes of breath.

"Go ahead, they're a slut for getting filled to the brim" Zhongli chuckles before releasing his load down your throat.

And when the Yaksha cums inside of your already sensitive pussy it's over. Your legs twitch like crazy and you're clenching Xiao's dick inside your abused cunt.

Both men pull out and watch in fascination as Xiao's semen leak out of you.

Perhaps there's going to be more than one round.

[vyglitchcraft]

Tobi x Kay x L -Grey Violet

A/N: Kay is by @tinyslasher i made this cuz she simps for both of them

Song Inspiration: Dark Horse by Katy Perry

This plays on the stripping scene with Tobi

Warning: Smut, Threesome, Strip Clubs, Alcohol, Double Penetration, Spit Roasting, Choking

Word Count: 1.6K

"I've never been to a club, are you sure I'm gonna enjoy it?" Kay looked at Gantz and pointed at the door behind the bouncer.

Gantz nodded "well it'll be a waste of an invitation if we didn't come" she looked at them with suspicion "i guess so..." Kay holds them close as they talked to the bouncer. "Graffiti and Baby Blue?" the bouncer asked "yea, we even got VIP tickets to see him" the bouncer moved away and opened the door.

They walked in and the tone had change significantly from the quiet allyway to the loud strip club. The club was dark with purple ambient lighting and LEDs being the only light source, one of the walls were filled with ornate graffiti painted in glow in the dark paint that Gantz has been commissioned to make.

A girl in revealing clothes walked up to them holding a clip board "oh i recognize you! Cmon I'll show you your seats"

They followed her too a large sofa with a table in the middle there sat a familiar figure of a lanky man with a television on his head, L. He was wearing what he normally wears, a dress shirt, a tie, dress pants, loafers, and gloves. He looked like an average office worker if not for the helmet.

"Gantz? He invited you here too?" he tilted his head, Gantz nodded and sat on the couch, putting their feet on the table. "Kay, why don't you sit with us?" he patted the space between him and them, Kay walked up to him and did as he told.

Fog started to come from the stage as the music changed, "and next up...Prince Jester!" the DJ cheered on. Loud footsteps came from the fog as the performers silhouette came into view.

Tobi came out of the fog and grabbed the pole "are you ready?!" the crowd cheered on with him.

Tobi lip synched to the song and walked around the pole slightly nodding to the beat, he climbed up the pole with confidence and spun around and ending with him letting himself dangle with his feet and looking back at the crowd, his arms flowed perfectly while he picked up some money given by the guests.

He went on his knees in the middle of the stage walk way, he dramatically falls backwards with his hands on his forehead and chest.

One of the girls he worked with handed him a shot and he drank it instantly "thank you dear" he nodded to her. He stood up and placed his hand on his chest and cheek, tracing it down to his stomach then crotch as he went on his knees once again now he layed the top half of his body on the stage floor while keeping his ass up like a cat. He crawled to the edge, grabbing dollar bills and putting it between the band of his pants and underwear.

The song ended as he stood up, he looks at the crowd with a smile and continues waving as he walks back behind the stage "thank you for tonight darling!"

Kay watched the show and now is a blushing and flustered mess, while Gantz continues drinking like usual and L looking unimpressed.

Tobi walked up to the table, placing his hands on top of the surface and looks at them "so how's it goin'? All good?"

"yeah good enough, love the bartender, this shit's amazing" Gantz picked up a cup and gave it to him. Tobi smiled "thank you!"

He looks at L and scoffed "I'm surprised you even came, you boring fuck" L rolled his eyes and took a shot.

Tobi sighed and sat oh his lap and started playing with his tie "so you what do you want to do?" L tilted his head and looks at him with a smug, "i was thinking of having some private time with the boss of this place" he grabs one of his tails and rubbed the bottom part it.

Tobi groaned, annoyed "ugh fine..." L looked at Kay and raised an eyebrow "do you want to join? It's your first time coming here anyway and i don't think Tobi minds at all" Tobi nodded and smilled "yup i don't mind, Gantz do you wanna join along or?"

"with my coworkers? No"

Tobi shrugged "if you say so then" Kay looked at both of them flustered "i uh...Sure!" she covered her face and leaned herself closer to Gantz.

Tobi stood up and grabbed both of their hands, leading them into one of the private rooms.

He opened the door and walked in, Kay looked around the room amazed, there was a bed, a couch, some alcohol, and even some toys, all in the cloak of darkness with the only light source was the purple lights imbedded under the bed and behind the walls, it looked expensive and the fact that she got this for free was a blessing.

L took off his helmet and grabbed her from behind and placed her on his lap as he gets comfortable on the couch. Her legs were spread open for them "do you want us to start slowly or get to the point?"

"please start slowly, I've never really done something like this" both nodded and agree and looked at Kay.

L slowly undressed her, pulling her top above her head along with her bra off. Tobi placed himself between their legs and pulled her pants off.

Tobi used his thumb to spread the lips of her clothed sex and licked it. Kay whimpered and shivered while L groped and palmed her breasts, pinching her nipples ever so slowly.

She closed her mouth with her hand while the other was on the back of Tobi's head.

L moved his hand down and pushed her panties to the side, letting Tobi to suck her clit even more. "Tobi please calm down" she grabbed his hair but he didn't stop and he continued, making sure to lick her velvet walls and drink up all of her, not wasting a single drop.

"wait no! I'm gonna-" she came, arching her back and leaning her back against L. Tobi rosed up and wipes his face and licked his lips "thanks for the drink princess"

Kay bit her lip and moaned, her breath heavy. L picked her up and laid her down on the bed. Tobi sat between her legs and pulled down his pants, letting length to spring out. He slowly jacked it off and rubbed it against her pussy.

L grabbed her jaw and unbuckled his pants, tapping his cock on her mouth before both of them thrusts into her at the same time.

She moaned around L's cock as Tobi pistons into her "hey you should help out L there, you can't just lay here and let me fuck you" L tilted and shook his head. He thrusts into her mouth, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat.

Kay wrapped her legs around Tobi and grabbed L's thighs, trying to balance herself, she gagged and whimpered but it came out muffled. Without warning L came into her mouth which made her teared up and choked. "L she totally loves that! Keep fucking her mouth! She's tightening around me" Tobi smiled and chuckled. L pulled out and rubbed his cock in front of her, letting the few last spurts hit her face.

Tobi pulled out and let his cum drip out of her which made him smiled. L pulled her on his lap and inserts himself into her back door. She slightly jumped at the sudden fullness and rubbed herself against him. Tobi continued to fuck her used hole "i didn't know you can take both of us at the same time! Bet Gantz trained you well huh? Then you're going to love the final show"

L grabbed her hips and moved her up and down quickly, Kay closed her mouth with her hand and tilts her head back "Oh god L, calm down!" he simply shook his head and continued. Both came again while Kay simply getting more frustrated, they were too quick, not even letting her cum.

"time for the final show! Are you excited?" Tobi clapped his hand and grinned, Kay looked at him and nodded.

L picked her up and let's her hover above his cock. He grabbed her neck using his arm choking while he lowers her down ever so slightly. Tobi grabbed her thighs and lined himself up.

Kay went wide eyed and shook her head "wait both of you can't fit! Wait a sto-" both Tobi and L inserts themselves into her, stretching her out unlike she can imagine. Kay's eyes rolled to the back of her head and gritted her teeth.

Tobi smashed his lips against her, holding and cupping her breasts, enjoying the sounds she's making "you're so cute" he muttered. L tighten his choke hold and his pace starting to get messy, he muffled his moans in her hair and muttered her name over and over again. Kay's back arched and she came her breathing slowly getting heavy. Both pulled out after they came and sat her up.

"Are you ok there?" L rubbed her thighs slowly "yea, yea I'm alright" she muttered.

Both laughed, Tobi climbed off the bed and grabbed an ice pack, tossing it to L, he pressed it onto her lower stomach and kissed her ear "sleep here ok? We can take care of the rest" Tobi nodded and dressed himself up "i have to go back to work, bye!" he waved and left.

"shh...Stay with me for a sec, Gantz will carry you home if you can't, but for now let's just cuddle huh?"

"hmm? Yea sure" Kay yawned and fell asleep cuddling into L's chest, he smiled and hugged her closer

[ambivalent-anarchy]

Star Wars 101 (Ch. 2) Episode IV - A New Hope

Masterlist

Gender: Female

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Wow, I didn't realize how much I'd written until I hit the tumblr limit. Hope you like it! Comment your thoughts!

Chapter Summary: Steve just wants to do his job, the avengers are the best wingmen, Scott doesn't like porn, and [y/n] thinks all nerds are freaky

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sci-fi boi: okay which cartoon rivalry was better?? Popeye the sailor man and Bluto or Tom and Jerry?

crackhead [y/n]: dude.

crackhead [y/n]: how is that even a question??? Obviously Tom and Jerry lol

sci-fi boi: explanation pls

crackhead [y/n]: popeye and bluto were always fighting over that girl olive and some other stupid crap but with my two furry buddies it was no talk pete no discussions just murder attempts ON SIGHT. Tell me they don't go harder than any other rivalry

sci-fi boi: haha truuuu

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"Are we boring you, Queens?"

Peter's head snapped up quickly, discreetly turning his phone off underneath the meeting table. "Um-huh? No no no, Mr. Rogers I'm listening. Sorry."

Steve shook his head and continued to speak as he pointed to the pictures on the screen at the end of the room. All of the Avengers of Earth were there, some half asleep, while the others either joked or listened intently.

In two short days, they were going to be taking back powerful tech that Martin Li(aka: Mr. Negative)'s "demons" had stolen from Stark Industries. A simple "get in and get out".

They'd known this plan for some days now, yet Steve insisted on calling meetings to go over it again and again.

Feeling a quick vibration go off in his hand, Peter instinctively looked back down at his phone to see a snapchat text notification from you.

~~~

crackhead [y/n]: According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible🐝...

~~~

Peter shook his head slightly as he chuckled, a smile shamelessly creeping onto his face.

~~~

sci-fi boi: did you really just quote the bee movie at me???😂😂

~~~

"Hey spidey-boy, would you mind sharing to the class what's so hilarious?" Rhodey's voice rang out loud and clear from across the table.

Quick as lightning, Peter turned his phone off and buried it in between his thighs, realizing that he hadn't been as quiet as he'd thought. To his luck, everyone’s eyes were trained on him now.

“It's n-nothing!” Peter squeaked, his voice breaking embarassingly. He shoved his phone into his pocket in fear of someone snatching it from him.

Natasha rolled her eyes and smirked. "So what're you looking at down there?"

"I-i, uh, I was just um, w-watching a funny- very funny video actually-"

"C'mon guys!," Sam laughed, clapping his hands together. "Don't tease the kid. We all know what he was smiling at down there!"

At that, Peter practically choked. "WHAT?!"

Tony snickered. "Personally, I don't think two inches is something to be proud of, but alright."

Peter's eyes widen, nearly falling out of his skull by the looks of it. "I-it's not two inches a-and I wasn't looking at-!"

"Jesus christ, guys..." Bruce sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "He was obviously just doing something on his phone. Leave the poor guy alone."

Peter coughed as he saw Steve glare at him with that infamous 'Im Captain America and Im judging you' glare. Phones weren't allowed in the meeting room. Well, they weren't supposed to be. No one ever really followed that rule except Peter. But he'd already been so deep in his conversation with you that he just couldn't put his phone down. "No no, um, I wasn't.. I was just zoning out, y'know, and I just happened to be looking-"

"-at your phone?," Steve cut in to ask.

"-at your dick," Rhodey stated at the same time.

"-at porn," Tony said with an all-knowing smile, causing everyone at the table to turn towards either him or Peter, whose face was beet red with embarrassment.

"Peter please tell us you weren't watching porn," Scott begged, his jaw completely dropped. "I mean, no judgment but-"

"Full judgement, actually," Clint corrected, an extremely disturbed look on his face. "Seriously, what were you doing, kid? You gotta tell us now with all these assumptions being thrown around."

"Curious," Thor stated, leaning back in his chair. "What is porn?"

"Something that I definitely WAS NOT watching!," Peter responded as he practically slammed his face into the table and slapped his hands over his eyes. "Does it even matter what I was doing anyway?," he mumbled into the table.

Natasha raised an eyebrow, blowing the smoke off of her coffee. "People usually aren't this defensive when they're telling the truth, Peter."

Peter shrunk into his seat with a loud groan. Can I die. Can I please just die. Like why am I seriously even alive right now??? Some bad guy please just burst through the door and maim me please.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y. pull up Parker's phone," Tony commanded once the commotion in the room died down.

Peter quickly lifted his head. "Wait, what?!"

"Accessing Peter Parker's mobile device, sir," F.R.I.D.A.Y. responded. "Would you like for me to transfer the screen to the meeting board?"

Tony looked back with a laugh to see a frozen, slack-jawed Peter. He turned back around. "Yeah sure, F.R.I.D.A.Y., what the heck let's have fun."

"No wait- are you seriously hacking into my phone right now?!"

"Well why're you so tense, Parker?," Sam asked teasingly. "Thought you had nothing to hide?"

"I-i don't!," he stammered. "I-it's just..." he trailed off, looking for the right words to say. "..that's my private property," he said lamely while staring at the wall.

Tony stared back at him. "Well that's the dumbest excuse I've ever heard." He pointed towards the board. "Alright it's coming up."

Scott closed his eyes. "Oh God, please don't be porn.."

Peter rolled his eyes. Everyone else looked to the large board, fully expecting to see either porn or just some stupid game the boy had been playing.

But none of them expected him to be texting a girl.

~~~

crackhead [y/n]: hey u still there?

~~~

"Who's crackhead [Y/N]?," Natasha asked.

Scott turned to Rhodes who was sitting on the side of him. "Is that some trashy porn star?," he whispered.

"Why're you asking me like I know?"

"It's this girl from school.." Peter answered, blushing profusely.

"And you like her," Natasha noted, watching his body language intently.

The boy's eyes widened. "N-no I don't!"

"Why crackhead though?," Rhodey asked, crinkling his nose.

Peter shrugged. "That's what she wanted her name to be," here responded. "Thought it was funny."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Just like you thought 'sci-fi boi' was funny?" Shaking his head, he changed focused. "Guys, are we gonna get back to work or not?"

"Not," Tony answered as he scrolled up all the way to the beginning of the messages from early that morning. "So, you've been texting this girl today off and on since..." He checked the time. "Five in the morning?"

Clint chuckled. "Oh yeah, huge crush."

“No!” Peter protested, his voice an octave too high. Realizing that it isn’t working, he decided to try a different technique. Clearing his throat, he tried to sound and act as nonchalant as possible. “She’s just a friend from school.”

"She's first on your best friends list, even over that computer kid you practically live with. And you and her practically snap each other nonstop."

Peter scratched his nose. "W-well that's only cuz Ned doesn't like to text much."

Bruce took his glasses off and sighed, realizing there was no way this meeting was getting back on topic. "Look Pete," he said. "Friends don't do that. I've seen it all before. If you and this girl are talking on a daily basis all throughout the day starting at five in the morning?" He titled his head in a suggestive way, though Peter stared back at him blankly.

"What?," Peter asked.

"Oh my God, kid," Bruce sighed.

Tony held his head back and laughed. "It means either she likes you and your just too dense, you like her but won't admit it and she's just concerningly nice, or you both like each other and just won't make your moves!"

Sam, who hadn't lifted his eyes from the board the entire time, spoke up. "And judging by these texts, you already got her, it's just not official yet."

Tony kept scrolling. "You two went to winter formal together?"

"Yeah... but as friends," Peter said with a shrug.

Steve cleared his throat loudly, gaining the attention of everyone in the room at once. He looked at Peter who was doing everything here could not to look him in the eye. "Look, as much as I would love to talk about Peter's sad love life, we have a mission-"

"-that will still be there tomorrow, Cap," Bucky finished for him. "C'mon we've been going over this stuff for hours. Let us have this distraction."

Everyone looked to him, Tony feigning a puppy dog expression. Crossing his arms, he left the room. "Fine, but when someone gets hurt because they didn't know where they were supposed to go, don't blame me."

"...literally no one's ever blaming you, man," Sam said.

Suddenly, the screen lit up and F.R.I.D.A.Y. spoke. "Sir, Peter Parker has a new message."

Everyone looked to the board. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh. Scroll down, Mr. Stark. Scroll down!," Peter yelled frantically. "What's she saying?"

Natasha smirked. "And you're sure you don't like her, Peter?"

His face flushed. "Okay fine...I might have a tiny crush-"

"I'm sorry I can't hear you," Tony cut in. "Can you say that agai-"

"-I SAID YEAH I REALLY LIKE THIS GIRL!," Peter finally yelled with his eyes squeezed shut. He kept them closed for about twenty seconds afterwards, afraid of the judging faces he would see if he opened them.

He carefully opened his eyes to see all of the avengers (minus Cap) staring back at him with stupid smiles and smirks on their faces.

"Well, that's all I needed to hear," Tony said. He clapped his hands together. "Okay everybody, first order of business, checking the text. Sam, you're our reader."

"Got it."

"What?," Peter yelled, reaching for his phone. Tony dodged him and gave it to Sam. "Mr. Stark, I can text a girl on my own. I don't need help."

"Nat, you're our timer. Make sure none of the responses take longer than a minute. We don't want the girl to get bored and go on to something else."

"Check."

"Mr. Stark, c'mon-"

"Sam, you explain stuff to lightning head over here if he doesn't understand it. This could be learning moment for ole Shakespeare. Thor, you listen to Sam."

"Right."

"On it."

"Everyone else, you're with me. We gotta find the perfect thing to say to this girl. I've got a feeling this is probably the only chance he's gonna have to get a girl in a long time."

Rhodes, Scott, Clint, Bruce, and Wanda looked to each other and nodded.

"And Pete?"

Peter raised his head. "Yes sir?"

"You know this girl more than anybody here does, so you tell us if what we say is appropriate for her or not."

Peter rolled his eyes and nodded. After all, what's the worst that can happen?

Tony pointed to Sam. "Okay, read it."

~~~

crackhead [y/n]: u going to flash's party on saturday??

~~~

"She wants to know if the kid's going to some party Saturday."

Tony turned to the boy. "You're going," her demanded.

Flash was the most popular douchebag in school. Totally rich and totally rude and totally determined to use his every breath to spite Peter. "I wasn't even invited," Peter mumbled, shooting a glare towards Sam when he heard him laughing.

"Well get invited," Tony ordered. "A party is the perfect place to make a move. Send yes."

~~~

sci-fi boi: yes

~~~

"Mr. Stark, how am I supposed to get into this party? Flash hates me! And if I crash it and Flash sees me, he's gonna make sure everyone thinks I'm a loser!"

Tony rolled his eyes and sighed. "Peter we're trying to help you here. Figure that part out on your own."

Peter sighed, leaning forward in his chair. The last thing he wanted was another assignment, even if it wasn't actually an assignment. On the plus side, he'd get to see you, and maybe have some fun if he actually tried to enjoy himself.

~~~

crackhead [y/n]: cool so i guess ill go too

~~~

Rhodey chuckled while shaking his head. "Kid, if you don't ask this chick out the second you see her again, I'm gonna bodyslam you."

Peter frowned. "What do you mean?"

Bruce smiled. "Whether or not she went to the party was depending on if you were going," he pointed out.

"This girl used to be like that with me back in college," Scott said with a shrug. "Thought she liked me. Turned out she just had social anxiety..."

"Yeah you're really not helping this, bugman," Tony said.

"Wait, you guys think [Y/N] actually likes me back?," Peter asked, getting groans and laughs in return.

"Where have you been the last few minutes?," Natasha said.

"We've literally been saying that this entire time," Sam deadpanned.

Peter stared at his feet below the table. If the team was right, and you did actually like him back, then the movie marathon he was planning was the perfect excuse to hang out with you. "I-i think I might have a plan!," he rushed out, his head flying up. He pointed to Sam. "Ask her if she's free tonight!"

"Yes!," Thor yelled, his fists pumped into the air. "The spider child has grown his man balls!"

"Now that's what I'm talking about." Sam nodded approvingly as he texted.

~~~

sci-fi: r u free tonight??😉

~~~

"Wait hold on," Peter said, suddenly rushing towards the phone in a frantic manner. "Why is there a winking emoji?! I didn't say anything about a winking emoji!"

Sam raised an eyebrow. "I thought you were flirti-"

Peter groaned. "Delete it, man. Delete it before her bitmoji pops up!"

"Okay okay, dang kid," Sam chuckled, quickly deleting the text and replacing it with one without a winking emoji. "There. And ya girl didn't even see it."

"Hey guys," Scott said. "I know we're all freaking out and stuff. But honestly, I'm just glad he wasn't watching porn." He shrugged. "So no matter what happens with this girl, today's still an absolute win."

It went on like this for a solid thirty minutes.

~~~

crackhead [y/n]: yeah wassup

sci-fi boi: wanna come over and watch movies?

crackhead [y/n]: sure what're we watching

sci-fi boi: we can decide that when u get here. how about 4??

crackhead [y/n]: alright sure

~~~

"Okay, last thing," Tony said. "We need a sly compliment. Something not that special about her, but enough to show her that you're tuned in. Gets them every time, trust me."

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Wow, lady-killer."

Tony pointed towards her and shrugged. "She said it, not me."

Thor looked to Peter. "So, young spider. What have you observed about your darling love?"

Peter blushed, almost wanting to comment on the Thor's word choice but ultimately deciding not to. "Well, um, her eyes light up a lot when she gets excited and it's really dorky in a cute kind of way I guess," he mumbled, scratching his head.

"Alright I got it," Sam said, typing the words in. He lifted his shoulders into a shrug. "Who knows, kid? There be some hope for you."

~~~

sci-fi boi: btw how do you get ur eyes to sparkle so bright when u get happy about stuff? Just thinking about it lol its cute

~~~

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Peter blew out a shaky breath as he looked back over the set-up he'd made in the living room.

He'd cleared out space to build a super huge homemade blanket fort and inside it at the end was his tv. Towards the middle were all of pillows he could find inside the house and at the other end were snacks. All around the inside were fairy lights because he knew you liked them, though personally he found them cliche.

He spent about an hour on the whole set and an additional thirty minutes stressing over and making sure everything was safe (with all three fairy lights and tv cords). The last thing he needed was for the both of you to catch on fire while watching the movie.

The two of you were going to be watching Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope (or as normal 'not-nerds' like to call it, "the first one"). Of course, he hadn't told the team that. If they'd known what movie he'd planned on showing her, high chances are they wouldn't have even let him out of Avengers tower. But if Peter was gonna be forced to hang out with someone (not that he was really complaining), he would at least pick the film.

Finally checking all the boxes in his head for the night, Peter went to go check the DVD before he heard your knock at the door.

"Coming!," he yelled, quickly chucking the disc into the DVD player. He ran to the door and opened it with an awkward smile. "Uh, hey [Y/N]."

"Hey," you said back, already sort of blushing. "How's it going?"

Peter stared. Are your eyebrows done or are they just naturally that nice? He found his voice after abruptly noticing that he was staring. "Uh-well. It's been going great! How's it going for y-you also as well?" He frowned. "I-i mean, what's been going on with your life lately? No, that's dumb. I meant-"

"Peter, Peter! Calm down, dude," you giggled. "I've been fine."

"Oh," he chuckled. "That's good... d-do you wanna come in?"

"Question. What're we watching, Peter?," you asked, a smile playing on your face. Considering what you remembered from the last time you were at his house, and the fort you could get a peek of from the doorframe, you figured it was special for the nerdy boy. Plus his shirt had Yoda on it.

Freakin' Star Wars.

Immediately, a wide grin spread across his face. "Remember what you promised me we'd watch?"

You rolled your eyes, stepping past him into his living room. "Yeah yeah, whatever. Time to get nerdy I guess."

"Come on, you'll love it,"Peter said, quickly closing the door behind them and then briskly running towards the fort to hold up the side blankets for you. "So, snacks and drinks are beside us. We'll chill on these blankets here. And...um, yeah. That's about it." After stepping outside for a bit to go turn off the lights(for the full "movie theater" experience), Peter laid down on his belly, reaching for the DVD player to press play.

You watched as he fumbled with the wires, making sure the DVD player was plugged in before turning it on. Has your jawline always been that sharp?

You couldn't quite place it, but his texts from before seemed.. weird. But not a bad weird at all. A good, intriguing weird.

And that compliment was pretty nice, but odd for Peter. Sure, he complimented you often, but it just felt different this time. Usually it'd be something like, "new dress?" or "nice shoes". But never "you're eyes sparkle when you get excited." Heck, you didn't even know that about you. Was he paying attention? Did that mean he-

You remember how he acted about Liz Allen and Michelle Jones. Always staring. Never able to even say a full sentence in front of them without stuttering up a storm.

But he was so comfortable about you for the most part. You were just a friend.

"Okay got it," Peter said, laughing excitedly as the screen in front of him lit up. He scooted back to where you were sat. "Prepare to have your mind blown."

The Fort quickly became dark as the Lucasfilm logo shined on the screen.

"I seriously dou-"

"Shhh!," he cut you off. "Wait for it..."

You gave him a look but joined him in his silence to see what he was waiting for.

BUMMMMM buh buh bummmm

Practically jumping on top of him, you flinched at the loud and sudden music. "Crap dude! Turn it down!"

Peter shook his head, reaching for a soda. "You have to get the full effect, [Y/N]!," he laughed. "Just embrace it." He began to sing with the music and mime crazy gestures as if he were directing an orchestra.

Duh duh duh DUH DUHHHHHHHH

Halfway through he stopped and recited the opening crawl, his eyes glued to the screen with a sort of focus that made you sure that not only was this not foreign to him, he probably did this every other week.

"It is a period of civil war," he mumbled, throwing some popcorn into his mouth. "Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic- [Y/N] you have to watch the words, I swear it'll make the whole experience better." It went on for a little while longer until he paused the movie and looked over at you, cowering a bit. "D-do I have something on my face?"

"Huh? Nah you're good," you said, realizing he'd noticed you staring. "It's just-" you remembered his text from earlier. "-you got really excited... It-um..it was cute."

Because of the darkness(the only lighting being from the tv), you couldn't see if Peter blushed or not, but you could clearly see the stupid grin plastered on his face that he was trying to hide from you with his hand. Repeatedly licking his lips as a desperate attempt to stop smiling as he pressed play on the remote control. "A-ah, um, thanks [Y/N]."

The opening crawl was over and soon the movie actually began, showing a huge spaceship.

"That's the imperial star destroyer," Peter whispered, never taking his eyes off the screen. "They belong to the empire." He saw your blank expression, wide eyes as he realized that meant nothing to you. "Uh, the bad guys."

You squinted your eyes at the screen, silently judging the graphics of the energy blasts- space bullets?- or whatever they were supposed to be. "Pete, when was this movie made?"

"1977."

"Oh okay," you said, deciding to give it some leeway for the trash designs.

You scooted a little closer to your friend, figuring you'd get a little bit more comfortable.

Oh how he wished you hadn't done that.

Nothing like actual, physical contact with a girl that you like and you think she might like you back to actually manage to distract you from one of your favorite movies ever.

He froze, not wanting to pull away and offend you, but definitely not wanting to stay because just being this close to you was making his mind run wild.

Does she actually like me back? What if Mr. Stark and the team only said that to get me to make a fool of myself? She's too comfortable with me. She just sees me as a friend. Or maybe she likes me and she's just really chill about it? Ooh my gosh and she's leaning on me right now. What am I 'sposed to do?? I don't know I don't know I don't know!!!!!!!!!

Deciding for a quick compromise, he got up completely to reach for another soda, though his sprite was still half finished. When he sat back down, he wasn't as close. Hopefully, you'd just see it as natural human behaviour and not him wanting to be away from you.

Course you would see it that way, wouldn't you?

"Oh my gosh I recognize someone! That's R2D2, right?!" You pointed wildly, glad to not be completely clueless for once with this nerd crap.

"Yeah that's R2," Peter responded, letting out a secret sigh of relief, thankful for the distraction.

"A-and that's that gold dude!"

"Yeah, C-3PO."

"And oh crap that's Princess Leia!," you shouted. "Fucking feminist icon!"

Peter tilted his head. "Wait, how would you know that if you've never watched this?"

You laughed. "I still have access to the internet, doofus! Scroll down the nerdy feminist side of tumblr and Leia is literally everywhere."

Peter chuckled as he finally finished his sprite. "Okay. Valid."

Since that, you stopped talking for a bit. Part of you actually did figure that since you're here, you might as well actually try to enjoy the movie and maybe find out what the fans actually see in it that makes them like it so much. The other part just really didn't want to annoy Peter while he was watching his favorite movie series.

But sometimes you just have to say something.

"Hold up, wait. Isn't that his sister? Oh my God, Pete I swear somebody told me before that Leia was Luke's twin!"

Peter shrugged while nodding. "Well, that's a bit of a spoiler, but yeah. What about it?"

"Oh my gosh, Pete- what about it?! Dude, he's literally making 'fuck me' eyes at his own sister! He's all like, 'ooh you're so sexy I'm gonna bone you all over the galaxy'. That's freaky!"

You grabbed the remote and began to rewind it.

"C'mon now [Y/N]," he explained. "He didn't call her sexy. He said she was beautiful. Sexy is wayyy different from beautiful. You can think your family members are beautiful can't you?"

You paused it once you got to where you wanted.

"Okay Parker, look at that. Look at that and tell me Lukes's not totally undressing her with his eyes!" You pointed at Peter's face with a goofy smile on yours. "Oh wow, I've finally figured you people out now."

Peter's head cocked to the side. "Figured out what?"

"Star Wars nerds are a bunch of horny kids that like that step-sibling porn stuff but can't watch that in front of their parents so they have to use an alternative!"

Peter fell on his back with laughter, practically rolling around like a pig. "[Y/N], what?!"

You gave him an incredulous look. "Who else likes to see two siblings bang each other, Peter?!"

At that he pointed back at you while picking up his other soda. "To be fair, they never do that with each other. They only kiss, like twice and that's it. And one of them is only to make Han Solo mad."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about the Han Solo guy. Where is he anyway?"

Peter smiled. "Well, we're only twenty mintues in. He'll come soon."

To tell the truth, Peter really didn't even know what part you were at. His eyes were watching the screen but nothing was being comprehended. The only thing he could manage to think about was all the tiny things that were going on over on your side of the fort. Did you notice him staring? Was Tony right and you were just concerningly nice?

"I love how everybody at this bar is so chill south everything that's happening. It's like oh wow this guy just shot this green dude at table 8 and nope we totally don't care," you joked, pulling Peter out of his trance. He reminded himself that he should probably try to pay more attention. He didn't want to ruin the movie for you in case you had any questions.

But eventually, like all things do, the movie came to an end.

"So, how'd you like it?," Peter said while neither one of you made a move to leave the dark fort. You were laid out in practically a starfish-type position while he was sitting Indian-style.

You smirked. "I'll admit, it was pretty nice for a movie made in 1977. Still a bit lame though," you teased, pinching your fingers together with a giggle. Suddenly, you gasped. "Ooh, Vader was pretty lit though! Just straight force-choking people who disagree with you is such a power move."

Peter rolled his eyes and scoffed lightly. "Typical..."

"Excuse me?"

He bit back a quick smile. "Look, I'm not saying that Darth Vader isn't awesome. Because he is! Totally and completely but [Y/N], you do realize that in literally every movie we watch you like the villains?," he said, raising an eyebrow.

"Because the villains are awesome!," you defended.

"Just saying. I'm sensing a bit of a pattern...," he teased.

You scoffed. "This coming from the guy who actually feels bad about some the people crashing into things when we're watching Ridiculousness," you said, reminding in how Peter was forever the relentless sap. "Well, while you're so busy judging me, whose your favorite character?"

At that, he gave a small sincere smile. "Ben. He's really cool."

"Ben Kenobi? The old guy that literally let himself die? But why?"

He shrugged, the small grin still present on his face. "Eh, sentimental reasons..."

He watched you return his sweet smile and it was then and there when Peter really felt content with the night. Though, you hadn't even known the weight his words carried, he did. Ned was the only other person who knew about it. But Peter knew right then and there that if you had asked, he'd tell you. And he knew you'd understand. Maybe you were just nice. Or maybe you did like him back. But in that moment, Peter didn't care. He just wanted to be here with you. Lost in the warm smell of popcorn and your vanilla perfume, watching a Star Wars movie with Uncle Ben surely smiling down from Heaven. And it gave Peter hope that maybe, just maybe, this was a step in the right direction.

2 hours (and five minutes) down. 22 hours (and forty seven mintues) to go...

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Fucking told him its a huge red flag if someone doesn't get rid of their apps. Multiple apps. Smh 😠 "oh yea i don't use them anymore" proceeds to use fb dating app" for real come on bro!

Some comments of the post:

"If you have to be checking up on your Partner then you shouldn't be with that person.. Idk how people have time for all this .. love yourself and know your worth.."

"If you're in a serious committed exclusive relationship you should not be on tinder. That's how I met my fiance and as soon as we said we are gf and bf and exclusive we both deleted it. Honestly if I was her I would have broken up with him too"

"a person also has a right to trust their gut feeling and check things out if something's not feeling right. Knowledge is power"

I've already discussed this but this news clip further validates my point of the topic, nothing more. I could call him out on hs bs further with detail, but I won't....yet, out of respect even though he probably doesn't deserve it. Til he reaches me & apologizes for everything he's done, i can say whatever tf I want & i could make a whole damn list.

Its the events of this what happened that started our downfall to begin with cuz i didn't trust him & he didn't even try to gain it back just left it as is when I could've turned my back right then & there, no apology either. Didnt apologize much actually, not even when i last saw him. But from then we spiraled & he got bored of me. I wasn't giving him what he wanted in whatever way & he wanted to find more. Closed himself off from the beginning & that created his boredom 😒

Would've had a blast together like a normal fucking couple if he was less closed off, & wouldn't have felt the need to do shit behind my back.

I'll stop talking about it for now, I have the anger & urge to keep going but I wont...actually no Screw it im pissed 😡 but ill keep it light. Its just not fair, I did so much for him but I was disrespected in different aspects of the whole relationship. Fuck! I've talked about the positives alot cuz i do love him..but the negatives are such bs too.

I want a good ass sincere apology for all of it so I can forgive him & move on, ive already apologized myself even though I dont think I should have to 😒. Didnt even give me a straight answer for the breakup, it was always a different excuse when I know he just wanted to pursue other women without me around im not fucking stupid. His own toxicity was too much even for himself & I was in the line of fire, to where i was the toxic one? No fuck that its unacceptable, he always lied when it came to covering his own ass.

For all i know he's watching me squirm & taking pleasure in all the pain I'm going through over him cuz he likes the attention. But no I actually don't think so on that one he's still good & ill give him credit where its due. But I gave him all the attention he wanted/needed & still wanted more from someone else. Really dude fucking really!?

Man up & own up to your mistakes, speak to me where I can actually hear ur voice speaking back to me with sincerity. We'll apologize together. Yea ull be pissed about this, but after u get over it & calm down. Give in & call me, granted when ur ready, & open up for once in your damn reserved life. Itll help us both with more closure & may even take a weight off our shoulders if we just talk it out, no arguing...since we're done there's no point anyway..a friendly non judgment zone cuz idc, i won't think of u any less.

U confused me during & especially after the relationship cuz i didnt know who u really were, i know the good cuz that's what u allowed me to see, ive accepted the bad that I knew already & from what ive learned...i accepted u regardless.

I always forgave u & not cuz im passive, cuz forgiveness is what the Bible teaches.. ive forgiven u & myself the best i could especially with the last things ive showed u, (accept this part cuz im pissed rn & standing up for myself, ill delete eventually maybe if u ask cuz nobody wants to be seen any less of a person. but I can make it alot worse, calling me the mistake was the worst thing u ever said to me & pointing out your faults so u can be better throughout the relationship was my only toxicity to u) we actually never really fought except the 1 time, just argued a tiny bit rarely about little things.

Ive tried using every ounce of my courage to show u how much im sorry for any wrong ive done. but its up to u now to make things right. U know me, ive always said that u can talk to me about anything. I want to be able to trust again & move on whilst staying friends. What else do u have to lose, might even have a great heart to heart convo dude to dudet

Everything ive ever said up to this point lies all my Questions. But here's most of the list, we both were equally in control of the relationship. Maybe u didn't want me to? But doing everything I had to for myself & the household, what u & ur parents wanted of me & just me being me cuz i had to, u had your own part to play & did provide...but did u actually not want me to cater to u if it were a sign u were lazy or something? Like did u not feel worthy of me? What is it u think is my "addicting personality" that isn't fixable on the surface? What is it really that u didnt like about me? This is why i don't have closure, u left me like this, confused as well as wanting more since u held back so much. Was that on purpose to give me even more false hope & want me to pine over u? Did u ever or do u still, love me at all? What did u want from me & out of the relationship, what was the purpose of it from ur perspective & why do u think i couldn't give that to u? What did i lack that u felt compelled to not tell me so I could improve & vise versa so we both could improve? Why wouldn't u allow me to help u become a better man when (I shouldnt have to btw), its exactly what u wanted but maybe didnt see it? Do u realize your own faults even as u do them? Lol. Like i genuinely want to know as much as the good ive seen, cuz to be better the more open of a person u are the more u understand yourself too.

Unless claiming u want to be a better man is part of ur alluring charm in love bombing process to land a caring girl on purpose lol...god I hope not, that would just mean u rinse & repeat like a for real narcissist 🤔 seriously tho look into that im not even kidding, im asking cuz i care. Im pissed now but 1 thing is that im trying to not put ur behavior against u cuz maybe u can't help it, its just the way u are, all ive seen & experienced points to maybe 50% of u lol. Ive always suspected narcissism, a real psych problem that might be worth looking into. But yea 1 of the reasons especially why im so forgiving & trying not to put it against u, why i still care despite u being a dick lol. I chose to look past it, all the time & up to now cuz I understand what its like to have psychological ailments. The worst part about it is most dont realize it, so i encourage u to do some research & self reflection & admitting it to urself are the 1st steps. Okay? There's different kinds & levels to being 1 too, i found that fascinating. bryan is definitely a different type, ur more lighter than that...definitely not the worst which is the physical harm type. Trust me its worth finding out more about yourself, just dont use it to ur advantage in a bad way but i trust u to do right & grow. Not sure a discarded supply (ie me) has ever tried telling a narcy what they might be for the benefit of their own self awareness 🤔,idk if its ever been done, but theres a 1st for everything? U can find alot on it in quora digest alone but Google is also ur friend.

You always were worth every effort of mine to help u in any way to be happy, & i was most happy when u were. U mean alot to me still, its the effect u had on me, I was under ur spell lol its hard to rid myself of it still, not sure when it'll pass. I chose to see it as a gift rather than a curse, that ur effect on me is still so strong when I shouldn't give a damn. If u really are a narcy, then I understand & don't put alot against u cuz its just the way u are & i need to accept it, but if it somehow helps u to help yourself cuz of it, then whats the harm? But, even in doing this or having my socials public for u...maybe just feeds into what u want...i still dont care, I want u to see how bad or good im doing without u in my life, so u know im okay at least. U promised friendship, least I can do is allow u to keep tabs on me too we spoke of, on my end of things.

The 18th of June was the last time i saw u. It'll soon be a month ago in about a week & a 1/2 & your birthday would mark 2 months. Cant believe we couldn't even last through to that 😔

Mark my words playa I will be contacting u on that day lol. Can't ghost your homie forever sweetie