#then got mad at me this morning about it and said i was being rude xd

[tojisbbg]

𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬

❝you're exciting, boy, come find me; your eyes told me, "girl, come ride me".❞  

♡ geto suguru ♡

a/n: was scrolling through twitter and stumbled across yunonoai's new geto piece here. i love the roommates idea and decided to write a quick little smutfic for him ;)

likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated! <3

content: roommate!geto suguru x fem!reader, modern au, smut, fluff/crack, not edited.

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"yes, satoru." geto sighed, pressing his phone to his ear before raising his shoulder to hold it in place, one of his hands filled with grocery bags while the other dug inside his pocket to fish for the house keys.

"you're so rude, suguru. it's been so long since i've talked to you, i feel like i'm gonna die from lung cancer." gojo dramatically whined on the other side of the line, making geto roll his eyes.

"i just got home from work and we literally talked last night." he deadpanned, making gojo huff in discontent.

"that's still too long." the white haired man snickered.

"gay ass." geto mumbled under his breath, finally unlocking the door as he twisted the knob to enter.

"i have a girlfriend! unlike you. you're my bro, it's always bros before hoes." gojo poetically recited, half of his words flying out of geto's other ear as the man had a long day at work.

"surprised you got one before me." he yawned, slipping out of his sneakers to slip on his house slipper. geto distanced his phone away from his ear momentarily.

"y/n, i'm home." geto announced, but there was no response heard back from you.

"hater, you're just mad that my dick is better than yours. anyways, wanna grab dinner together? i need to tell you about what happened in my morning class today, i nearly busted my lungs out from laughing." gojo offered, already laughing midway through his sentence because he's a whole clown.

"some other time, i'm gonna cook dinner for y/n tonight." geto declined, walking inside the living room, tossing his keys on the sofa.

"feed her your dick instead."

"shut the fuck up."

"y'all didn't fuck yet?"

"hanging up, talk to you later." with that being said, geto could hear gojo about to protest, but he was quick to press the red button to end his conversation with the annoying man. he set the bags of groceries down on the counter, rubbing his temple in annoyance.

geto noticed how you weren't in the living room nor in the kitchen, where he usually finds you around this time. curiosity piques his attention, walking over to your room.

as he inched closer to your door, geto could hear soft whimpers and groans exiting your room. his eyebrows knitted in confusion... until he stood in front of your closed door.

"nghh~ feel so good, suguru."

"f-fuck, just like that!"

"ahhh~ need your cock inside my pussy, sugu."

"i-i'm gonna cum!! oh my go-god!"

geto's eyes widened at the mentioning of his name slipping out of your mouth in such a lewd manner. you were masturbating to the thought of him. he could feel heat creep up to his cheeks, bringing a hand up to his face to cover his mouth as he continued to hear your moans.

"shit." geto mumbled to himself, feeling his pants tighten as a tent now formed around his crotch area. he was so fucking hard just by hearing you whine for him like a bitch in heat.

eventually, your voice died down, red alarm signals going off inside his head. geto quickly left from his spot as quietly as he could, heading back inside the kitchen.

he had a silly little plan that he wanted to execute on you.

so, he continued on with taking out the groceries, as if he heard nothing; gathering all the things he needed to make a quick home-cooked dinner tonight. a little smirk painted over his lips, hearing your door creak open before hearing your footsteps.

geto looked up, meeting your eyes, as you were startled to see the man whose name you were moaning a few minutes ago appear in your shared kitchen. he gave you a small wave before going back to his work of chopping some veggies on the cutting board, some other things already sizzling in a pot next to him.

you quickly cleared your throat, offering him a nervous smile as you played with the hem of your t-shirt.

"o-oh, you're back home so soon, sugu." you stammered out, leaning over the counter as you watched him stir the pot, his broad back turned to you as his hair was wrapped into a neat bun.

"mhm, got off of work early today to get groceries." he responded, looking back at you as he took note of your flushed face and disheveled hair.

you looked like someone just fucked your entire existence out of you.

you chewed on your bottom lip as you began to overthink, trying to recall if you'd heard the main door open during your little private session. but, your mind was absolutely fucked out during that time, only being fogged by the dirty thoughts of geto plunging his cock inside of you instead of your pathetic fingers.

oh god... did he hear you?

the thought of him catching you moaning his name while pleasuring yourself created a huge wave of shame and embarrassment, colliding straight at you as you turned even more red. geto, who was peacefully cooking, could sense your panic as his smirk grew.

"i'll be in the living room." you quietly informed, dashing out of the kitchen where he was making a heavenly concoction, the aroma of different spices already welcoming your senses.

but, unfortunately, you had bigger things to worry about than the raging appetite in your stomach.

you sat on the couch, trying to knock some self-assurance into your anxious mind. you took in a deep breath, falling into your own train of thoughts.

surely, if geto were to hear you, he'd probably feel at least a little weird about it, right? like probably give you some weird stares, side eye you or like maybe not even talk to you???

yeah, you were freaking out.

you lightly smack your cheek, bringing yourself back. you convinced yourself that geto didn't hear you, he was still chopping veggies and loading the fridge when you walked out. this meant that he had to arrive after you were done.

besides, he was acting pretty normal with you.

you sunk into the couch, a heavy sigh leaving your lips as you tried to shoo away your thoughts. you've been roommates with geto for about two years now, the both of you meeting in your organic chemistry class during the first year of college.

you were still living with your parents, while he was living with his best friend, gojo. however, you soon decided that it was time for you to break away from your parents' protective shell, wanting to experience true adulthood and independence.

and for geto... well, gojo was a handful to live with, in short.

so, you both met by fate, sitting next to each other in the painfully boring and difficult class. about a month passed and you guys grew pretty close to each other, frequently partnering up for experiments and mini projects; which were done primarily over his place since gojo was barely home after sunset.

you were apartment hunting during that time, which was so hard as the rent was outrageous, especially near campus. when geto heard your little rant about it, he offered to be your roommate so that the rent wouldn't be so burdensome on you.

of course, you agreed without hesitation because the man was so incredibly nice. geto was a gentleman, every single good trait and positive word that exists in the dictionary could be used to describe his personality.

needless to say, you were not disappointed. he was clean, organized and responsible. geto paid his rent on time, did the groceries on days where it was his turn and sometimes on your days as well when he sees you stressed out. he cooks dinner for you both frequently since your cooking is very limited, if not, takeout is always there as a solution.

geto made sure to kill any bug, big or small, that threatened you; especially in the summer heat when those fuckers slipped in through the window. he was your knight in shining armor, whacking them dead with his slipper.

not to mention that it's rewarding to see such a hot man in your house every day after a depressing eight hours of lecture plus work. there was no denying the fact that geto suguru was incredibly attractive, and he was extremely popular amongst the female students as well.

on really hot summer days, you'd see him in skimpy tight tank tops, the fabric hugging his slutty narrow waist while deliciously exposing his muscular arms. his beautiful luscious black hair resting a little below his shoulder.

oh, and of course, he smelled so fucking good.

a mix of coconut from the shampoo he uses along with the scent of expensive cologne and his body wash.

with all these factors coming into play, having a silly little crush on geto suguru was quite reasonable to you.

"you feeling sick, y/n? your face seems flushed." the sudden intrusion of geto's voice awoke you from your trance, looking up at him as the man stood in front of you. he looked down at you with a concerned look, the back of his hand coming up to touch your forehead.

"hm, no fever." he concluded, eyeing you for an answer.

"oh, it's 'cause i just woke up from a nap and it was super hot in my room." you lied, making him cock an eyebrow.

"hot? it's the middle of november." geto snorted, making you mentally wince because you were slowly getting caught in your lie.

"the heater was on blast in my room." you defended, making him cross his arms over his chest as he looked like he was thinking really hard.

"weird, could've sworn i made sure to lower the temperature on the thermostat before leaving this morning. oh well." he shrugged, deciding to not pick on you anymore as he took a seat on the sofa in front of you.

you let out a sigh of relief, thanking god that he dropped his interrogation with you. your eyes followed his body, watching him plop on the sofa as he leaned back, shifting his hips forward before manspreading.

holy.

fuck.

you ogled at the sight, shamelessly eye-fucking him as your mind began to mentally strip him. almost immediately, your eyes fell on his lap, seeing the prominent bulge in his sweats. of course, geto's eyes noticed your staring, biting back a grin as his plan was working.

"you know, it's not nice to stare, sweetheart." geto playfully snickered, the petname that was directed to you sent heat between your legs, making your thighs clench together.

fuck, he made you feel so hot and bothered.

"i-i.." your words were stuck in your throats as you met his piercing onyx colored eyes, watching him give you a half-lidded smirk.

"hm? can't hear you from there, why don't you come over here and tell me." he patted his thigh, inviting you to sit on his lap. your eyes were the size of two full moons as you never expected to experience this side of geto.

either way, who were you to decline this gorgeous man's invite?

so, without hesitation, you got up from your spot and walked over to him. the both of you locked eyes, with you now standing in between his legs. geto's arms laced around your waist, pulling you down on his lap as you placed your legs on either sides.

as you pressed down against his lower half, you felt something poke your ass, making you gasp. geto chuckled, moving your hair away from your neck, exposing the skin.

"gonna help me take care of that, y/n?" geto whispered, pressing open mouth kisses on your neck, making you whimper as you wrapped your arms around his neck. you grind your hips on his hard on, earning a groan from him.

you felt his tongue swipe against your skin before feeling his teeth digging in ever so lightly, sucking the flesh. you let out a shaky breath, feeling him kiss, suck and lick all over your neck.

"s-sugu.." you stutter out, biting your lower lip to contain a shameless moan that itched to leave your throat. geto pulled away, looking up at you with lust clouded eyes. his hand grabbed the back of your head, pulling you towards his face as he crashed his lips against you.

geto could taste the sweetness of your fruity flavored lip balm, feeling his lips smoothly mold into yours. you sucked on his lower lips before giving it a soft lick, telepathically asking him to open his mouth, which he did. so, you shoved your tongue in his mouth, wet smooching sounds radiating off of you two.

he tasted like mint, so fresh and sweet. your hands cupped his face, angling your face in a way that you could kiss him deeper, his fingers dancing on your spine. you felt the wet muscle intertwine with yours, making you suck his tongue as you rubbed your clothed cunt against his bulge.

geto moaned in your mouth, the impact of your warm cunt against his painfully clothed cock sent waves of pleasure to his brain. you both soon pulled away, gasping for air as a string of saliva was connected to the both of your lips.

"can i help you with this?" you softly asked, pressing down on his cock once again, eliciting a gruff groan from him. geto looked at you, your eyes were practically pleading him, lashes innocently batting as you oh so politely asked him.

"of course you can, sweetheart." geto replied, making your heart jump to your throat as you eagerly slid out of his lap, now sitting on your knees in between his legs. with attentive eyes, he watched your hands tug down his sweats, which he helped you with.

it was adorable how impatient you were, so excited to have a taste of his cock. you've seen geto shirtless on multiple occasions, eyes always never failing to catch the deep v-lines that ran down the side of his body.

so, it meant that he definitely had a monstrously huge cock hiding in those tight calvin klein boxers.

you wasted no time in pulling down the waistband of his boxers, hand reaching in to grab his cock. however, as soon as you felt the sheer length and girth of it, unable to properly grasp it in your hand; you harshly gulped.

fuck, he was hung.

by the looks of your hesitation, geto's ego immediately jumped a whole tower up, leaning his head back against the sofa as he wrapped his arms behind his head.

you pulled his boxers down, his hard cock springing out and hitting his stomach, your eyes widening at the sight. he was huge and thick, standing no less than a good seven to eight inches in length. the tip of his cock was a cute blush color, leaking out so much precum as a single prominent vein ran on the underside of his cock.

you wrapped your hand around his cock, giving it a few teasing pumps, making him grunt as the soft flesh of your palms did wonders on him. your thumb cheekily made it's way up to his tip, circling it as the pad of your thumb became coated with his precum.

geto jolted at this sudden action, looking down at you with an expression that was so beautiful and arousing.

"f-fuck, why don't you give it a little kiss, baby." he requested, making you hum as you pressed a feather-light kiss on his tip, feeling the small bead of the wet liquid on your lips. you smirked at how his chest heaved up and down at your teasing, your tongue licking a long stripe up his vein.

"stop teasing." geto groaned, getting a little impatient. you giggled at his words, placing the tip of his cock on your tongue before wrapping your lips around it. you sucked on it a little before shoving as much of his cock as you possibly could into your mouth.

"o-oh my god.." geto's eyes screwed shut as he felt the warm encasing of your mouth around him. you began to bob your head up and down his throbbing cock, pushing him down your throat, while your hands simultaneously worked to pleasure the inches that you couldn't fit.

"mmm, just like that— being such a good girl for me." he praised, a hand coming down to encourage your movements, pushing you deeper. you gagged a few times, but that seemed to only drive him off the edge, as every time your throat contorted or tightened, it deliciously squeezed his aching cock.

you could feel tears prick at your eyes, your hands fondling with his heavy balls, giving them gentle squeezes. geto's thighs began to ever so slightly shake, small curses and whimpers exiting his plump lips as the movement of your mouth and hands quickened.

"gonna let me cum down your throat? take all of it like a good girl." his hips began to desperately buck into your mouth, one of his hands gathering your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he thrusted into your throat. you let him throat-fuck you, your nails digging into the flesh of his thick muscular thighs.

"shit." geto swore under his breath, feeling his cock twitch inside your mouth as his vein pulsated. with the release of a guttural moan from his mouth, geto came hard and deep down your throat; as thick wads of white cum spurted out.

you made sure to swallow every single drop, licking his cock clean before giving his tip one last kiss as you pulled away. geto looked down at you while you looked up at him with a cock-drunk smile, making him smile.

his hand came down to your face, long and thick fingers wiping away your tears.

"made me feel so good, sweetheart. let me reward you, yeah?" geto sensually spoke, making your clit throb with arousal. he helped you up, once again placing you on his lap as he pulled you in for a needy kiss, tasting himself on your tongue.

geto's hands sneaked inside your shirt, caressing your sides as you shuddered in response to his touches. you tried to focus on the kiss, but you soon felt his hands creep up to your tits, giving them a squeeze through your bra.

"suguru!" you gasped against his lips, making him bite your lower lip.

"off." he commanded, tugging at the hem of your t-shirt. you obliged obediently, pulling it over your head before throwing it on the floor. with very skillful movements, geto unhooked your bra, removing them before having it join your t-shirt on the floor.

your tits deliciously spilled out, perky nipples which were swollen from the lack of attention. geto wasted no time in taking a mouthful of your tits, sucking on the hard bud as you let out a whimper. you pulled his head closer to your chest, grinding your pussy on his cock through your shorts.

geto gently rolled your nipple between his teeth before giving it a playful bite, making you shake in his hold. he sucked the mounds of fatty flesh, making sure to leave a copious amount of purplish marks on your skin.

suddenly, he placed a hand on your back before shifting to the side, gently laying you down on one of the cushions. geto pulled down your shorts, eyes coming into contact with the wet patch on your panties.

your cheeks heated up in embarrassment, averting your gaze from him, which made him laugh.

"eager are we?" he playfully threw at you, making you whine. not pushing it any further, geto soon pulled down your panties as well, a thin line of your arousal being attached to the fabric. he threw your shorts and panties to the floor before taking in the sight of your soaking wet cunt.

"fucking hell, sweetheart, you're dripping." he commented, making you clamp your thighs shut from how bashful his vulgar words made you feel. however, geto didn't appreciate you covering up, strong hands now on your thighs as he spread them apart.

"don't be greedy, y/n. let me see, baby." geto scolded, pressing a kiss on your inner thighs, which made you yelp.

he wasted no time in giving your clit a feather-light stroke, making your thighs twitch from the sudden stimulation. geto liked that reaction, now using his thumb and middle finger to spread your wet folds open. he had to gather some self-control to not shove his face into your cunt.

"so fucking pretty." he complimented, gawking at your puffy cunt and swollen clit, giving it away that you indeed played with yourself moments before. you were so wet for him, it was absolutely ridiculous, your hole clenching on nothing as it leaked more of your juices.

"do something, sugu. need you so bad." you begged, bucking your hips up to feel more of his fingers. he snickered at your actions, landing a wet slap on your clit, making you whimper.

"good girls get what they want. so, be a good girl and be patient while i admire you, 'kay?" geto shortly lectured, making you softly protest at his constant teasing, needing to feel some part of him on your body.

the man watched you squirm and softly grunt with a contented grin on his lips, seeing how your thighs threatened to close every few minutes from his light touches. however, geto wasn't that mean and he's practically been dreaming of this moment ever since he’s met you.

and after what he heard earlier today? oh no, baby, he's gonna make sure to memorize every detail of your pussy today.

geto slid his middle finger between your folds, slowly rubbing it up and down, the tip of his finger nudging your clit once he dragged his digit back up. your breath hitched, hands flying to the back of your head to grip the cushion.

"tch, that's all you're gonna give me? you weren't so shy about being vocal earlier." geto scoffed, making your eyes widen as you looked at him with a shocked expression. he smirked, rubbing your clit in a quickened circular motion, making your brain stop working as you completely forgot about what he just told you, eyes screwing shut as you choked out a moan.

"fuck, suguru!" you cried out his name, breathing heavy as geto continued to stimulate the sensitive bundle of nerves, his free hand coming up to pinch your nipples and squeeze your tits.

"mhm, there you go. but, i gotta hear more from that pretty mouth of yours, sweetheart." with that being said, geto dragged his finger down to your needy hole, prodding it open.

you felt him enter his middle finger, groaning as it was longer and thicker than yours. geto began to thrust his finger in and out of your cunt at a slow pace, watching you fidget. he soon added a second finger, the stretch of his thick digits was too much as it made all the wires in your brain fuse.

"nghh~, s-shit, feels so good!" you cried out, feeling him scissor his fingers back and forth into your wet cunt. he suddenly plunged in a third finger, making you choke on your moans as they began to rub your tight walls.

"yeah? taking my fingers so well." he whispered, moving his body up, slotting himself between your legs while his fingers never faltered. geto captured your lips in a sloppy kiss, while you whimpered against his lips.

he moved his head down, taking your tits in his mouth once again as he continued to thrust his fingers inside of you. you babbled random things, eyes rolling back as you felt the familiar knot tightening in your lower stomach. your walls clamped down on his fingers, making geto grunt at the sudden squeeze on his fingers.

"such a naughty girl, you are, y/n. playing with this pretty pussy of yours while moaning my name when i'm not around." geto's voice was laced with faux sympathy, the squelching wet sounds of your cunt was like music to his ears, encouraging him to plunge his digits deeper and faster; hitting your g-spot.

"hnghh, g-gonna cum!" you squealed, hands coming up to squeeze his biceps, eyes pooling with tears as you could feel your brain becoming rewired. his palm rubbed against your clit while his fingers abused your hole, completely fucking out your senses as your brain became mush.

your throat released the most pornographic moan ever, clenching onto his fingers as you came hard on them. geto could feel your hole twitch and pulsate, your creamy cum dripping down his fingers and down your inner thighs onto the sofa.

"better than these, right?" he teased, using his free hand to bring your fingers to his lips, pressing a soft kiss on them. you nodded your head, not even comprehending what the fuck he just told you as you tried to calm down from your intense orgasm.

geto pulled his fingers out, making you wince as your hole felt empty. he shoved his cum soaked fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean as you watched the lewd sight of him eating your cum.

"so sweet." geto grinned, seeing you pant and flush into a deep red.

"sugu... p-please, hmphh—" you were cutoff by the sudden kiss, his lips smooching yours pretty noisily, coating them with his spit.

"what you need, sweetheart?" he whispered against your lips, tugging them between his teeth.

"need your cock in me, please." you breathed heavily against his lips, looking up at him with pleading lust glowing eyes. geto smiled against your plump flesh, sitting up on the sofa before pulling you up along with him.

"help yourself then." geto gave you the cue, helping you straddle his lap once again. you sat your bare cunt right on top of his hard cock, as it slipped between your folds, the warm leaky tip brushing against your clit. a soft whimper left your lips, eyes looking down at the porn-worthy sight.

you realized that his t-shirt was still on, pouting as you tugged the hem of it. geto cocked an eyebrow, feeling the fabric being yanked.

"off." you blurted out, the same way he did when undressing you. this made geto laugh, looking at you with teasing, narrowed eyes as he stroked your cheeks.

"so demanding." he playfully sneered, pulling his shirt over his head before discarding it with the rest of the pile of your mixed clothes on the floor. you placed your shaky hands on his shoulders before tracing his defined collarbones.

you moved down to his chest, intentionally brushing over his nipples, which made him shudder from the sensitivity. curious eyes shamelessly roamed around his upper body, seeing the well-sculpted abs he had from working out multiple times a week.

"like what you see?" geto playfully asked, making you scoff.

"like what i see? i'm trying so hard to not eat you right now." you grumbled, attaching your lips back onto his, muffling out his chuckle. you teasingly pinched his nipples to evoke a reaction, and you weren't left disappointed as he jolted, whimpering in your mouth.

you slightly opened your eyes, seeing from the corner of your eyes how his face was turning red from embarrassment.

"you're so adorable, suguru." you giggled, making him tsk as he landed a tight slap on your ass, making you yelp.

"yeah? tell me that when i'm sending you to poundtown." he countered your words, making you roll your eyes with a snort at the comment.

"looking forward to it, sugu." you said in a flirty tone, sending a wink towards his way, making geto's heart thud against his chest. you dug your face in the crook of his neck, kissing his skin as you began to mark it with hickeys.

you could feel his pulse point throb, lightly grazing your teeth against it, making him let out a heavy breath.

"you little minx." he grunted, arms kneading your ass before giving it a few slaps as a punishment, making you moan. his actions made you pout, wanting payback.

you began to slide your hips back and forth on him, feeling his hard cock easily slide between your wet folds. you trembled in his hold, feeling the grip on your waist tighten as you did this a few more times. the lewd wet sound of his girthy cock rubbing your dripping cunt made you even more aroused, his tip bumping into your clit, making you whine.

"hmm, i could cum from this." you shamelessly admitted, grinding yourself harder on him, watching geto bite his lower lip to suppress a moan. this annoyed you as you wanted him to be vocal, pressing your lips on his before shoving your tongue in his mouth, swallowing his moans as you glided your sopping wet cunt over his throbbing cock.

"stop.. i wanna cum inside you." geto said in between his breaths, forcefully stopping your waist as soon as his tip rested on your hole. he looked at you with a dazed look, his large hand coming up to brush your hair away from your neck.

"gonna let me feel you, sweetheart? pretty please?" he said in a low voice, kissing your collarbones before moving up to your neck.

"y-yeah.." you stuttered out, no longer being able to handle this game of teasing anymore. you raised your hips a little, taking a hold of the shaft of his cock, aligning his tip with your hole.

you began to lower yourself on him, slowly entering his fat tip in, your eyes shutting tight as you winced in pain from the sting. geto held onto your waist as support, his fingers gently rubbing your sides.

"there you go, easy, baby." he encouraged you, words being chased by a gruff grunt as you managed to shove a third of his cock inside of you. you could feel your knees slightly shaking, breathing heavily as you gripped onto his shoulder tightly to support yourself.

"need some help?" he gently murmured against your neck, eyes peering up to see tears forming in your eyes as you struggled to take in his cock. you nodded your head, making him hum in acknowledgement. geto sneaked a hand between the both of your bodies, the pad of his thumb stroking your clit.

the sudden mix of the pleasure from stimulating your clit along with the stinging pain of his cock bullying into your hole made your body shake. geto could feel your hole start to relax a little, using the arm around your waist to gently push you down as he continued to play with your clit.

"t-too much, it's too much!" your breath hitched, feeling yourself sinking in a few more inches of his lengthy cock. his mouth latched onto your nipple, sucking on the swollen bud, while his thumb continued to pleasure the tiny bundle of sensitive nerves between your legs.

"nghh~, f-fuck.." you let out a long moan, finally shoving in the last few inches of his cock, completely bottoming out. geto let out a guttural moan, throwing his head back on the sofa, as you both stayed like that for a minute.

"shit, baby, y-you're squeezing me so tight." geto choked out, while you tried to adjust to the stretch of his cock. you slouched your body forwards, hugging him tight as you craved for more skin-to-skin contact with him. geto happily accepted, firmly wrapping his arms around you as his hands stroked your back as you both breathed in each other's scent, molding into each other's body.

"feel so full, sugu, you're so big." you chuckled, laying your head on his shoulder as you pressed tender kisses on his jaw and chin. geto hummed, a proud grin painted on his lips as you stroked his ego.

"is that so?" he turned his head to the side, kissing your forehead. you began to slowly rock your hips, as geto progressed to shallow upward thrusts; the both of you letting out a blissful moan in sync.

you decided to completely lift yourself off of his, only his tip remaining inside you before slamming down on him, knocking the wind out of his lungs. geto looked at you with half-lidded eyes, jaw wide open, as he moaned shamelessly at the tight grip of your dripping cunt.

you adjusted to the size of him, beginning to bounce on his cock while holding onto his chest for support. geto squeezed your ass before giving it a spank, making you squeak.

"fuck, feels so good!" you cried out, feeling your knees burn as your hips went up and down on his dick, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix each time you pushed down. geto pulled you in closer, watching your tits bounce in front of him before capturing one of them in his mouth, sucking harshly.

you cried out in pleasure, beads of sweat beginning to form on your temples as it dripped down the sides of your face. your eyes fell down, watching where you both were connected, seeing how your pussy swallowed his entire cock in one swift motion.

your juices were dripping down on his shaft, wetting his balls and the fabric of the couch below you guys. the vein that decorated the underside of his cock deliciously grazed against your walls.

the living room was filled with heavy breathing, wet skin slapping, the shlick and squelching sounds of your drooling pussy colliding with his cock; along with the mix of moans and curses.

geto released your now swollen nipple from his mouth, his drool coating the bud as he looked at you, completely pussy drunk.

"you don't know how hard it was to resist you. u-ughh, had to fuck my fist to the thought of you every night." geto confessed, making you imagine the picture of him laying on his bed with his legs spread open like a whore, fisting his hard dick while moaning your name.

this alone made your pussy flutter, unintentionally making you squeeze him; earning a gruff groan from the man.

"you liked hearing that, didn't you? dirty girl." he let out a breathy laugh, making you frown as you grew embarrassed at how your body betrayed you.

"shut up, you talk too much." you grumbled before shoving your nipple back in his mouth to hush him and save whatever dignity you had left remaining. geto smirked, playfully giving your nipple a bite.

"suguru!" you yelp as you smacked his upper arm. as an apology, geto swirled his tongue around the bud, pinching the other neglected nipple as he fondled with both of your tits equally.

you could feel heat slowly building up in your lower stomach, that knot tightening feeling once again returning as your thighs began to tremble while you bounced on his cock. geto noticed your struggle, deciding to help you out as he grabbed a hold of your waist, still suckling on your nipple.

suddenly, he began to thrust upwards, his pelvis meeting your clit each time you bounced down on him. the impact of his action made your eyes roll back, feeling your orgasm draw in closer. your hand reached for your clit, rubbing it fast as geto began to increase his pace in thrusting his cock into you as you rode him.

"fuck! g-gonna cum! oh my god— hnnghh, i-i.." your voice died down, mind completely fucked out as you began to babble random shit while geto pounded into your cunt. a ring of cream began to form at the base of his cock, your pussy so incredibly wet that it was easy for him to slide in and out with no problem.

"fucked you dumb already? you're so needy." geto mumbled against your tits as they smothered him while you tried to chase your orgasm. your shaky hand reached behind his head, smoothly pulling off the hair tie that kept his hair in a bun.

you watched his ebony locks fall on his shoulder, nearly cumming right then and there at the sight of him.

god, he looked so babygirl.

geto's face was completely flushed, swollen lips suckling on your nipples, hair tousled, and sweat dripping down his face as his eyes were closed shut.

your fingers found home in his hair, tangling with the smooth locks as you pushed him closer to your chest, bouncing on his cock while he thrusted upwards in you.

geto felt your pussy twitch and squeeze around him, indicating that you were gonna cum soon. so, he made sure that his movements remained sharp and fast; plowing into your messy cunt, his balls were completely coated with your slick as they slapped against your ass.

"make a mess on me, sweetheart." he said, not sure if you were able to hear him from how fucked out you were. but, you didn't need to hear him as with a loud moan being ripped out of your throat, the intense stimulation on your clit and nipple along with the harsh pistoning of his cock into your cunt made you gush around him.

geto let out a soft whimper, feeling the warmth of your juices leaking down on his shaft. with a few more desperate thrusts as his tip brushes against your cervix, he came deep into your pussy. you shuddered at the feeling of his thick cum painting your walls, as he dumped in a huge load inside.

you both were a moaning mess, breathing heavily as your mixed fluids began to messily trickle down his cock. geto released your nipple from his mouth with a 'pop', looking at you through his fuzzy vision.

he noticed the dried streaks of your tears on your cheeks, the corner of your mouth with drool. you tugged on his hair, pulling him in for a sloppy kiss full of tongue and the sound of teeth clashing, riding out your highs with small thrusts.

you sucked on his lower lip before releasing it, pressing one last soft kiss on his lips before pulling away. you looked at him in a daze, pushing away the single messy bangs that covered his eye.

with his cock still plunged deep inside you, you hugged him while resting your head on his shoulder; trying to cool down from your orgasm and catch your breath.

"you okay, sweetheart?" geto asked softly, his fingers coming up to your cheek to stroke the burning hot flesh. you hummed with a nod.

"yeah. you feel so warm, sugu. don't wanna let go." you mumbled, pressing a soft kiss on his pulse point. geto decided to indulge into you, wrapping his arms around you as he held you close, both of your heartbeats synchronizing.

"we should clean up soon, it's well past dinner time." he deeply chuckled, making you sigh.

"okay." you responded, picking your head up before leaning in to give him one last kiss. geto looked at you with playful eyes as you gave him a shy smile.

oh yeah, his plan worked out perfectly.

---

"mmm, this tastes so good, sugu!" you gasped, trying to speak with your mouth full, as you praised the taste of his food. geto made one of your favorite dishes, coconut shrimp curry with rice; his culinary skills were seriously no joke.

"hm, make sure to eat up then." geto chuckled, ruffling your hair before taking a bite out of his own plate. you both ate peacefully, talking about each other’s day along with making jokes here and there; as if he didn't rearrange your guts like twenty minutes ago.

"y/n?" he suddenly called out, making you look up at him with anticipating eyes.

"hm?" you hummed in response. you watched him clear his throat before playing with the shrimp on his plate with his chopsticks.

"i didn't want that to be like a one time thing between you and me. the thing is— i've liked you for a while now." geto confessed, making you nearly choke on your mouthful as you quickly chewed on your food, swallowing it.

"i like you too, sugu. although, i thought i was being pretty obvious." you sheepishly smiled, averting your gaze away from him as you grew shy.

"i guess i was being a little dumb. but, masturbating while moaning my name was definitely a game changing sign!" he teased, watching your nostrils flare up in embarrassment as your cheeks now became tinted with a soft blush.

"suguru!" you threw a balled up napkin towards him, making him burst out into a fit of laughter.

"i'm kidding! but, i won't lie, that shit made me so hard." geto casually stated, making you drop your eyes to the table.

"god, how much did you hear?" you gasped, growing a little worried. geto grabbed his chin, pretending to think hard.

"hmm, let's see. up till the part where you were like nghh~ need your cock inside my pussy, sugu! oh my god, i'm gonna cum!" he imitated your moans in an obnoxiously high-pitched voice, making you cover your face in embarrassment. geto let out a quick laugh at the sight, making you pout.

"damn, can't even fuck myself in peace." you mumbled to yourself, making him snort.

"well, now you can fuck me instead." geto nonchalantly replied with a smirk, making you choke on your food.

"god, you're so shameless!"

"i was being straightforward."

"whatever." you sighed out, rolling your eyes.

"go on a date with me this friday to the carnival." he suddenly offered, his smirk now replaced with a warm smile. your heart fluttered, feeling it stuck in your throat as your lips curled upwards.

"i'd love that." you accepted, and the both of you continued to finish up dinner.

since geto cooked for you both, you insisted on doing the dishes in return, although he tried to convince you that he had it covered. nonetheless, you were pretty stubborn, and geto decided to step away and let you clean up.

he made his way to the living room, sitting on the sofa as he grabbed his phone, clicking on the second person on his favorited contact list. geto waited patiently as he fixed his hair on the camera and after two rings, he finally picked up.

"you call me at the absolutely worst times, suguru. i'm literally about to dick down my girlfriend." gojo whined on the other side of the line, a frown tugging on his lips, making geto roll his eyes at his best friend's complaint.

"let's grab dinner tomorrow. i got something to tell you." geto smirked, and as if gojo telepathically knew what his best friend was gonna tell him, the white haired male gasped.

"no fucking way!"

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Omg hi!!!🧚🏻‍♀️

I just wanted to pop by and tell you how much I LOVE your writing and content, makes me kick my feet reading about Benny and Bunny😫🙂‍↔️I was just wondering if mayhaps you’d write something in which Bunny gets mad at Benny for something and gives him the cold shoulder hehe. You mentioned in your most recent installment of them how she’s done that when pissed at him and I just thought it’d be so interesting to see an upset Bunny and groveling Benny😏perhaps involving the topic of jealousy or miscommunication. Have a good day/evening and feel free to ignore my yapping!!!🙈🐇

Thank you so much for your kind words! 🥹You're so sweet!!! I could never ignore your yapping, friend! Sorry this took so long to post but I wanted to get it right since this request is so stinking cute! I was going to break this up into two parts because I got a little carried away but I figured you guys probably don't mind the longer posts ;) Please let me know your thoughts on this as I love reading your comments! Hope you enjoy! 🫶

Benny x Bunny Masterlist 🐰

Word Count- 3.4k+

Love, Lids, and Lessons (Benny Cross X Shy!Reader)

Listen, Benny fucked up on a near daily basis. He’s by no means perfect and there was a lot that you overlook because you loved him and he’s still the best man you’d ever met. However, there were times where Benny pissed you off so bad that you simply couldn't excuse him. This happened to be one of those times.

You were standing beside him at the pool table during what happened to be a pretty intense moment of a game that Benny happened to be losing pretty badly. It was the third time you’d approached him, asking to leave. It wasn’t even that late but you had wanted to go because you planned to get up early the next morning to meet your girlfriends for a breakfast date. He’d told you that the two of you could leave soon, after he finished his beer. And then he told you after he finished his game. Then that game became the next game. And the current game which he happened to be losing and maybe it was that his temper with the razzing he was receiving from the members who watched the game but he just didn’t want to have to tell you one more time that you would both be leaving soon. You tugged on his sleeve again and he just said it, without a filter, without thinking. 

“Bunny, you’re being naggy.” 

That was it. Just four words that would cause him more trouble than he even realized. He didn’t mean it in a rude way; He was just trying to tell you what you were doing was annoying to him. He said way worse than that to the boys and they never reacted the way you did. 

Your mouth dropped open in shock, driven speechless by his words. He made a shrugging motion to you that said What? But the low whistled that emitted from Cal on the other side of the pool table did nothing to deescalate the embarrassment he could see bubbling in your face. You snapped your mouth shut, brows pinching together as you glanced at the others who heard. Not many, just Cal, Johnny, Betty and a few others. It was enough. When your gaze found him again there was an undeniable dark cloud in your eyes and he wanted to apologize. But you turned and walked away before he could say anything else. 

“Oh, Benny. . .” Johnny muttered with a grimace but Benny was too caught up in the taunting of the other members around the table to hear him. So he let you storm off, figuring you’d have cooled down by the time his game was over. And shortly after, his game ended (He lost, though he didn’t really find himself caring about that, not with the image of your hurt expression looping in his mind) and he said goodbye to the boys and went to find you. Only . . . you were gone. 

He found Gail who told him you had left with Kathy. He clenched his jaw and nodded. You rarely ever left with someone else, you liked to ride home with Benny. He thought maybe you were just tired and Kathy was probably leaving at the same time but a little voice in the back of his head told him it was more to it than that. He tried to ignore the way the ride home was quiet without you on the back. And when he walked through the door, you were not in the entryway where you normally stood waiting for him. No, you weren’t even in the kitchen where he’d sometimes find you during a midnight craving. Something uncomfortable gripped at his heart and he stood in the kitchen for a long time, trying to come to terms with the fact that you probably left. 

Trudging up the stairs to your bedroom, his heart skipped a beat when he saw your form laying in the bed, back facing him. He resisted the urge to go to you, sensing the way your shoulders stiffened that you were still awake. He undressed slowly, taking the time to decide what he wanted to say to you. But even as he pulled back the covers and crawled in next to you, no words ever formed in his mouth. Instead, he tried a different tactic. He pressed himself up against your body, sliding his hand over your waist, traveling it up to your breast as he leaned in to kiss your cheek.

You brushed his hand away. “I’m not in the mood, Benny.”

His hand moved down to your hips instead to take it in another direction but you gripped his wrist and moved it back to his side. “I’m serious. I’m tired”

Okay, you were upset about what he’d said. He sighed and rolled onto his back, moving back to his side of the bed. He waited a few more seconds to see if you’d follow him like you normally did, but you remained steadfast in your spot so he reached over to the bedside lamp and switched it off, the room filling with darkness. He laid in that darkness for a long time, contemplating what to say, what to do. 

When Benny woke the next morning and his hand drifted over to you, he found your side of the bed empty. He frowned, glancing at the clock. It was still early and you almost never woke up before he did. And if you did, you just wanted to snuggle with him in bed. With an odd feeling in the pit of his gut, he got up and dressed, seeking you out. He found you in the kitchen, wearing an apron with little flowers embroidered on the fabric. You stood at the island, frosting cupcakes that he didn’t know you planned on taking with you. 

“Mornin’,” he said as he approached, making his way over to make a cup of coffee. You only hummed in response. He turned back around to face you, leaning against the opposite countertop, feeling as though the space between you was as wide as an ocean. He watched you for a moment as you set down the cupcake you were working on, the delicate desert now freshly adorned with baby pink frosting. You reached forward to start on the next one and that’s when he spoke again. “You need help with that?” 

“No,” you replied, avoiding eye-contact. A heavy silence filled the kitchen as he sipped meekly at his coffee and you finished frosting the cupcakes. It’d be better to just rip off the band-aid, he decided. He wasn’t going to go his whole day pretending he didn’t know that you were giving him your traditional cold-shoulder response. So he said, “You still mad about last night?”

Your eyes flashed up to his for just a moment. “What do you think, Benny?” 

“About what I said? C’mon . . .” He didn’t even mean it in a rude way! Sometimes you were so sensitive and he truly didn’t understand you. Johnny had told him once that women were a completely different creature than them. And as Benny watched you furiously frost your cupcakes, he really felt the impact of that statement.  “I didn’t mean it. You know that. I was a little drunk and–”

“Oh you were drunk?” Your voice dripped with sarcasm. “Well, in that case, I’ll just let you get away with whatever you want when you’re drunk. Won’t let anything affect me at all!”

Hmm. He didn’t think that’s what you were gonna say to that. Benny hated it when you verbally put him in a corner like this, didn’t let him get away with his half-assed apologies that never actually use the phrase ‘I’m sorry.’ It always made him get defensive, made his temper flare and he’d end up doing more damage than good nearly every time.

“You were naggin’ and you know it. I don’t know if it was because you wanted to go home or if you were jealous that someone else had my attention for a moment and you didn’t–”

“Jealous?” The word echoed off the cupboards. “Are you kidding me?”

“Bunny–” he groaned but you cut him off. 

“Don’t Bunny me right now,” you griped, eyes narrowing as you began placing the cupcakes in the portable carrier he had surprised you with for your birthday a few months ago. “Jealous? You honestly think I was jealous? Or are you just sayin’ that because you want to get a rise out of me?”

“Well, I’m just tryin to say–” he stopped short as he caught your sharp gaze. “I just. . . Don’t you think you’re overreacting about this?”

Your mouth formed a thin line, jaw clenching. You stared at him for a few agonizingly long moments before you shook your head, muttering, “You–” 

Benny was dying to know what you were about to say but only observed as you removed your apron, folded it neatly and placed it back in the drawer before you grabbed your portable tray and left the kitchen. Like a moth to flame, he followed you as you went to the door, pausing only to slide your feet into the kitten heels you had lined up at the baseboard. Without saying another word, you opened the door and left. But he trailed after you, standing on the porch, he wordlessly watched as you descended the stairs and walked down the stone pathway to the white picket fencing you had always talked about and opened the little gate. 

“Damn thing,” you grumbled under your breath as you fought with the broken hinge of the gate to close it properly behind you, the sound squeaking obnoxiously. 

“When are you comin’ back?” he hollered after you, trying not to sound as desperate as he felt.

“Later.” Was your vague answer before you got into your car and left Benny still standing on the porch, front door ajar and eyes narrowed. 

******

Wiping the sweat from his brow, Benny stood to his full height and took a step back to take in the shiny new hinge on the gate he just installed. He tried opening and closing it a few times, admiring the way it worked soundlessly. Good as new, he thought. Fixing physical things like door hinges and motorcycle parts, those were easy. Benny was good with his hands, he could tinker around and fix just about anything he set his mind to. But fixing emotional things. . . those were not so easy for Benny. Apologies were rare and he’s never one to throw them out like confetti as you so often did. You apologized too much and he’s told you that you shouldn’t apologize for half the things you do. 

He’d had a lot of time to think about what happened and his mood certainly shifted more than once during his front gate project. At first, mild annoyance because what he said to you was hardly an insult. Then, it might have been due to the sun beating down on him while he worked, but genuine anger replaced the annoyance because you were so damn sensitive and there were times he felt he had to walk on eggshells around you. But the anger quickly fizzled out when he thought about how your sensitivity was what made you special. It was what helped you be so empathetic, so caring toward everyone you came across. And by the time he’d finished fixing the gate, the only feeling that smothered him was a painfully present regret. Regret for what he had said, but also for what he hadn’t. An apology was something you deserved, but he didn’t give it to you, not in an appropriate way. 

So when you came home, hours later, he watched from the living room window as your car pulled in front of the house. You exited the car, and he almost held his breath as you opened the gate, taking a moment to open and close it a few times. You definitely noticed he’d fixed it. Good, but that didn’t mean he was in the clear yet.

You came inside and it was clear that you were still upset by the way you moved. He could see your shoulder stiffen when you noticed him there, could see the pouty lip of yours pull into a slight frown. You hardly spoke to each other the rest of the day. You didn’t mention the gate and he didn’t bring it up. 

******

The next morning Benny was up before you, as usual. At least that was back to normal. He went downstairs and started a pot of coffee as he got ready for work. He grabbed his lunchbox, preparing to make himself a lunch for work when he stopped short, noticing that there was already a lunch packed in there, complete with one of your pink-frosted cupcakes. His heart squeezed at the realization that you still packed him a lunch, something you did every workday for him, even though you were upset with him. You . . . the sweet creature that he still didn’t completely understand. And he needed to do something.

Fortunately Benny had another trick up his sleeve, and playing dirty didn’t matter to him when it came to getting your attention again. 

******

You didn’t sleep well last night, laying awake all night with a heartsick frown, wishing nothing more than for the man who lay just within an arm's reach from you to actually comfort you – in a way that you wanted to be comforted. And tears threatened to spill when you realized, even just for a moment, you wished he could be someone who was a bit more empathetic, a bit more compatible to you. This wasn’t the worst thing he’s said and you’ve had your fights over much worse, but in all your time together, this was the first time you’d ever had that thought. Maybe it was because this was the first time you had both ignored it, both choosing to go to bed angry and upset rather than to work through it. The storm in your heart still surged on, albeit a bit more due to sadness rather than anger, as you slipped on your babydoll pink robe over your nightgown. You tried not to think about Benny at all as you put your hair up in rollers and applied your makeup for the day. You couldn’t hide in the bedroom all day unfortunately, so you traipsed downstairs, bare feet padding softly against each step until you entered the kitchen where you found Benny sitting at one of the island chairs, the daily paper spread out on the countertop before him. 

He looked up when he heard you. “Mornin’.”

“Morning,” you parroted as you went to the pantry to grab out your ingredients to start breakfast. You started your tea, grabbing the jar of honey off the shelf and a flower mug. You turned your back to Benny and started to twist the lid off the honey jar . . . only it was really stuck on there. Readjusting your hands, you gave it another go, but still it didn’t budge. Setting your jaw in place, you glanced over your shoulder at your husband who was still looking down at his newspaper. Normally, you would immediately hand something over to Benny to open for you, but you were still mad at him which meant you’ll have to go without honey in your tea. 

So instead you started making your bagel for breakfast, a go-to breakfast meal for workday mornings. Popping the bagel in the toaster, you took the homemade strawberry jam out of the fridge and frowned when you realized that lid was also screwed on extra tight too. You turned to face your partner, reluctantly asking, “Can you open this?”

He looked up at you, eyes glancing down at the jam jar and he held out his hand. “I’ll open it for you if you talk to me.”

In no mood to play his games, you rolled your eyes. “Forget it. I can do it myself.”

You turned back around, feeling his gaze burning into you as you grabbed a dish rag and placed it over the lid to get a better grip. You twisted hard, tongue darting out between your teeth as you concentrated on opening it. It seemed as though a mutant with superhuman strength had sealed this lid last – which was strange considering you were the only person in the house who ever used it. You peaked back at Benny who watched you blatantly so you stuck your chin out defiantly as you put the jar back down on the countertop. Fine, you’d just put peanut butter on your bagel instead. You scooped up the peanut butter jar, this time facing him as you twisted the lid and you nearly screamed in frustration when you felt how tightly this lid was as well. 

Wordlessly, he held out his hand across the countertop, waiting patiently as you crossed your arms, mentally debating if you could go without any of these items on your bagel.

Ding! You both glanced over as your perfectly-browned bagel popped up from the toaster. You sighed through your nose, biting your bottom lip as defeat settled in. You grabbed the jam, honey and peanut butter jars and slid them on the countertop before him. 

“Okay, fine,” you admittedly softly and watched as he made it look so effortless as he opened the lid with a satisfying pop. You muttered a quick thanks and reached for the jar but he leaned backwards, holding the jar just out of your reach. 

“I shouldn’t have said that,” he spoke, eyes earnestly searching your face. “What I said at the bar – about you askin’ to go home. You weren’t being naggy, I should have listened to you the first time. That was my own fault. I was just getting so caught up in that stupid game and it wasn’t even important. Not like you are. And what I said embarrassed you and that was wrong.” He rose from his seat, moving around the counter to stand before you as he said, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I hurt you.”

Your eyes widened slightly at his apology. Only a handful of times have you heard those words leave his mouth and you knew he never said them if he wasn’t completely meaningful. You nodded but then remembered his use of vocabulary last night. “And what you said about me bein’ jealous?”

His shoulders slumped ever so slightly. “I’m not apologizin’ for that because you really do confuse me sometimes, Bunny. I thought maybe you were jealous and when you stop communication’ with me, I feel even more lost than usual.”

“Okay, that’s fair,” you accepted as you crossed your arms. “But I don’t want to talk to you when I’m upset. Maybe I want you to do the talking for once.”

He furrowed his brow in thought as he looked over at the toaster. “Well, why don’t we make a promise to each other that we can go to bed angry if we want, but come morning, we talk about it over breakfast. No more putting it off for multiple days. We have to deal with it so that we can move past it.”

You considered that for a moment. “Yeah, that sounds alright.”

He took your hands in his own and dipped forward to place a soft kiss to your cheek. When he began to pull back, your hand flew up to gently encase the side of his face, holding him there as you met him halfway and kissed his lips in a physical show to prove you had accepted his apology. And if that wasn’t good enough, you whispered against his lips, “I forgive you.”

His arms circled around your waist pulling you into his lean frame in a tight hug that seemed to melt away all the stress that built between you two. 

“How did you know that I would use the honey today?” you asked with a tilt of your head, figuring he must be the reason for the right lids. 

“I didn’t. I tightened all the jars.”

“Benny!” you laughed, playfully slapping his bicep. 

He lowered his hands behind your hips, lifting you quickly onto the kitchen countertop, grinning at the squeal you let out at the sudden shift. 

“Let me make it up to you, Bunny? Please?” he begged, voice teasing but you could see the sincerity, the desperation in his ocean blue eyes.

“I’m gonna be late for work,” you giggled as he buried his face into the spot between your jaw and collarbone, that sweet spot he knew got you weak in the knees every time he placed his mouth there. “I need to leave in a few minutes.”

“You might wanna call in sick then,” he murmured against your skin as he kissed up your neck, “‘Cuz I got plans for you that’s gonna last longer than a few minutes.”

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Our song

<3 soooo I didn't want to wait for a request so I made my own to let y'all know what your work with if you want a request from me

Summary: you and your boyfriend rafe go to midsummer together even if you're still mad at him and both of y'all song comes on song is (The night we met)

Warning: meanrafe, cussing, fluff, I don't know this is my first time 💋 this is long sooooo sorry

(the quotes from euphoria)

You and rafe got in a fight a week ago about him jumping your pouge friend pope. You and rafe were supposed to walk in midsummer together. Even if you were mad at him walking in midsummer is good for you're reputation. So you decide to fuck it and go that morning when you wake up. All you could think about if how rafe could do that to pope. Rafe knew that was your friend and still decided to do what he did. You knew when you walked in with the Cameron's.

You were going to give Rafe the silent treatment. When it came down to the time to get ready. You put on your beautiful silky baby blue dress. That you and Rafe agreed on you wearing. The both of you wanted to match. It made you smile but then you remember what he did. How could you a sweetheart fall for someone like him . You tried not to think about that and kept getting ready. As you fixed your hair did your make up all you could think about was RAFE. Gosh he had his effect on you. You want in the car with your dad and brother. Your dad always wanted you and your brother to fit in with the other kooks. The truth was that you were really just people who live in the getto and won a really big lottery. Of course your father did not want people to know. We made it to midsummer and you waited for the Cameron's. They soon pulled up in there nice fancy limo. You saw Rafe gosh he looked so handsome. He smiled as he saw you wait for him he walked up to you with his cocky smile. As he approached you he says with a smirk "Hey babe I didn't uh think you were going wait for me.". Your eyes flickered at him for a second and looked the other way and reply with "yeah well you wanted to walk in together". Rafe notice the tone In your voice and said "Why are you being like that.". You stay quiet for a few seconds and said "Like what?". When you said that rafe was started to get annoyed he just rolled his eyes and scoffed. It was time to walk in with the Cameron's you grab Rafe's arm and walked in everyone clapping and cheering. As soon as our little entrance was over I went to go sit with my friends. As I was sitting with my friends I could see Rafe with his friends looking at me I could tell he was pissed at me now that my ignore him. After an hour Rafe had enough he was done with my shit. He walked up to me and my friends table him towering over me. He then said in a rude way "y/n get up". You scoffed and said "why" he was started to get more pissed. He then said in a very rude way "Could you stop being such a fucking cunt and just come dance with me, please?" he did even care what he said in front of your friends. You knew you were going to dance with him anyway but wanted to but up a fight. You reply with " You don't even know how to dance". He scoffed and then said "it's a fucking slow song let's go get up". You rolled your eyes and said "fine". You stood up and he took your hand both of your hands intertwined together and dragged you to the dance floor. The both of you dance to a random slow song staying awkwardly quite. Then as the song finished you were about to pull away you hear a SONG. It was y'all song you looked up at Rafe he was already looking down on you. You were about to say something when he spoke up first "it's our song" you reply with "I know". As you guys were dancing to these song you start to become least tense. You rested your head on his chest and relax your arms that were around his neck. He then smiled a little and put his chin on your head then he said "I just wanted to let you know that I did what I needed to you already I'm proactive kind of person y/n" . You sighed softly picking up my head and looking up at him and said "why can't you just say sorry instead of making an excuse" He scoffed and then said "why would I say sorry I didn't do anything it was that damn pouges fault but nooo it's always my fault the kooks fault never the pogue right" .Shake your head and reply with "I never said that". He scoffed and kept dance to the song. When the song ended he mumbled "sorry" . You smile a little and said "I forgive you but you have to say sorry to pope too. He rolled his eyes and scoffed and reply with "god your lucky I love you". You smiled big and hugged him a gave him a bunch of little kisses on his cheek and said "thank you babe I appreciate it now come on let's enjoy ourselves night" you took his hand and enjoy y'all guys night together.

I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT PLEASE LET ME KNOW HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT THIS ?💋

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for asking someone not to make my art about a ship I hate?

This happened a couple months ago, but I’m still kinda unsure if I handled it correctly.

Basic rundown of events: I posted some art of a character on their own in the evening, and when I woke up the next morning, someone had reblogged with an addition about a ship that’s a big notp for me. I messaged them to ask they delete it as politely as possible, because people had been interacting with that version of the post specifically and it made me uncomfortable. They responded by saying I was being immature and needed to learn not to police what other people do on the internet. We exchanged a couple more messages, and I tried to explain my position my throughly. Neither of us was overtly hostile or anything, but I felt extremely talked down to by their tone of voice. After our conversation, we both blocked each other, and that was that. They never did delete their addition.

Why I think I might be TA: we weren’t exactly friends or anything. Neither of us followed each other. I’d seen them around in the fandom, and they’d reblogged some of my art in the past, but I think messaging someone I didn’t know instead of just blocking them might have been a bit of an overreach. Plus the ship in question is canon, and not particularly controversial or anything, so most people in the fandom probably wouldn’t have minded.

On the other hand, the ship being so unavoidable is a big part of the reason it upset me so much. It’s hard for me to exist in this fandom without having to see it constantly, and I don’t even ever mention the other character in it for fear of this exact thing happening. I’ve had people be assholes on my posts about the ship I prefer, or go out of their way to interpret my romantic posts about them platonically, or add tags to my art about how they only like my ship as backstory and not endgame. I don’t want to have to put a disclaimer every single time I post about this fandom. I just want to enjoy the things I like without being negative all the time. Which is why I figured messaging privately was more polite than making a stink where everyone could see. I specifically mentioned that I knew they wouldn’t have known and wasn’t mad.

No one actually ended up reblogging their addition, which is also a strike against me, but I got a lot of likes on specifically that version of the post, which made me scared they were going to. I hated the idea of having to turn off reblogs on a piece I’d worked pretty fucking hard on because a version I found so upsetting was in circulation. If it was just tags, I’d have blocked, but it being an addition is different. I don’t think asking people not to make my posts about it is “policing what other people do on the internet”. You’re in MY house, on MY post with MY art I spent hours on. Making additions to art posts already seems somewhat rude to me, that’s just not something you do, but I guess that’s a matter of the corner of tumblr culture you’re used it.

Also, their response felt very aggressive and condescending. They implied I was, like, a kid, and I do think I’m somewhat younger than them, but the only information about my age in my bio at the time was that I’m an adult, so it felt like a rude assumption. My age doesn’t have anything to do with it.

Again, though, I do absolutely see how my initial message could read as entitled. During the rest of our messaging, I did lose my temper a little bit at one point; I said something about how I’ve had to deal with shit in this fandom before, and I don’t remember the exact words since, again, we both blocked each other, but I know I swore at them. That might’ve come across as more aggressive than I wanted, and probably didn’t exactly help deescalate. (Can’t say for sure, I don’t have their side of the story)

Like I said, this situation was a bit ago now, but it upset me pretty bad at the time, and I’m still not entirely sure who’s in the wrong. So, AITA?

(Also to get ahead of this: please don’t make this about shipcourse in the comments. It’s not about that. They and I have similar opinions on that discourse from what I’ve gathered anyway. Thanks.)

What are these acronyms?

[st3rll1nk]

Period Comfort (1/?)

Synopsis: You’re on your period. How does your girlfriend help you during this difficult time?

Ratings: Multi-Characters (Himeko, Kafka, and Ruan Mei) x Afab Reader, Sfw, Suggestive (Only with Kafka’s section) and Fluff.

Himeko

Being an experienced woman, Himeko knows exactly how to help you. She’ll give you whatever you need and knows exactly where to get it from. You just have to say it and she’ll give it to you in an instant. She’ll make food for you in the morning, be extra affectionate, and be very supportive in anyway she can. If you be rude or anything to her, she wouldn’t be sad about the fact you’re being disrespectful, she would be sad over the fact of how much pain you’re probably going through. Of course, you’re not going through it alone. She’ll cuddle up against you from behind while rubbing your stomach with occasional asks of if you need anything. If she has your period synced up with hers, she’ll be just as the same as before. But, a little quieter and, slightly needy of your affection. She probably has very bad cramps but, is just so use to them.

You woke up with a headache, groaning as you sat up on your shared bed. Looking to your side, expecting Himeko but, finding empty sheets. You sighed disappointingly before hearing the door creaked open and saw Himeko with a plate of your chocolate waffles with syrup and whip cream on it. She knew you very well. Himeko’s eyes widened before relaxing, her lips curling into a grin. She didn’t expect you to be awake yet. “Ah.. i didn’t expect you to be awake just now. Did I keep you waiting?” She asked, walking over to you and pressing her lips against your cheek before placing your plate of food on your lap. You smiled, “No, I only just woke up.” You looked back at your food and back at her, laughing. “You seems like you know me very well when it comes to my cravings.” Himeko laughed softly with you for a moment before speaking. “Seems like I do.”

Kafka

Kafka would spoil you so much. She hates seeing you in pain and gives you whatever you want. Treats? You got it. Cuddles? You got it. Advil? Literally. Anything. She wouldn’t even care if you get mad at her from your hormones. She gets it. And, she won’t leave you alone. She’ll cuddle you from behind closely while rubbing your stomach and pressing kisses along your neck. If she gets her period synced with yours, she’ll be very, very clingy and needy of your affection. Especially in the morning while she tries to convince you to stay in with her for the rest of the day. (She may or may not use her Spirit Whispering to help.. But, can you blame her? She just wants you! How bad is that?)

Kafka kissed your lips, wrapping one of her arms around your waist and placing one of her hands on your stomach, massaging it gently. You hummed delightfully against her lips, relaxing under your shared bed sheets as she hovered over you. Kafka smiled at the sight, parting your lips for a moment. You both lightly panted. “You’re just so cute, (Name)..” She said, her eyes drifting down below your waist. “You know..” She began, her hand on your stomach teasingly drifting over your shorts like a spider. “I can think of another reason to ‘soothe’ your cramps~” Right before she was going to continue, you stopped her with an annoyed groan and placed her hand back to your stomach. “And I think this way to soothe my cramps is just fine.” You bit back, pulling her down by the neck and continuing your make out session with a grinning Kafka against your lips. It’s okay. You’ll say yes eventually.

Ruan Mei

Ruan Mei would know your cycle by heart likely without your knowledge. She would know exactly how to help you. She knows all your treats, cravings, and needs by heart. If you have really bad cramps, she definitely have some sort of medication specifically for you to help soothe them. She wouldn’t mind staying in your shared bed and cuddling you if it helps you. If you’re too embarrassed to ask, she can tell by your expressions anyhow (She has it all memorized at this point). If your both on your period, she’ll be as just as helpful and in need of your affection. Ruan Mei would likely hug you from behind and cuddle with you. She wouldn’t really have heavy cramps, more like light to none most of the time.

Ruan Mei and you were positioned in a spooning position on your shared bed. She began to put her hands on your lower stomach from behind, her breath on your neck as she massaged the soft area. “I heard this is common through lovers to comfort one another on their cycle. Is this correct?” She asked, her hands soothing your cramps as she pressed small kisses against your neck. “Mmh… Yeah, it’s true..” You responded quietly as you relaxed under her touch. It was extremely nice. It’s like she already knew what to do to make you feel better. Wink wink.

authors note: first time i wrote suggestive for anyone! hoped you liked it! ill def be writing more parts. requests r always open and suggestions for writing improvement are always appreciated!

[joekeeryswife]

I saw you did an Alex fic and omg I loved it but do you think you could do like an angsty fic where idk like Alex and the reader get into an argument and then the reader goes to miles to comfort but then Alex finds out and gets more mad?? Idk thats js an idea but angst pleaseee🙏🙏

Fight - a.t

a/n: hey loves, thank you for the love on my last imagine! i rushed this and didnt know how to write it. i will do a part two if you guys want! sort of hate this icl so i might re-write it 🫶🏼

also please send me alex requests! i also now do instagram aus 🫶🏼

“why do you always have to do this Alex? i’m just trying to keep this relationship going and all you’re doing is ignoring me. all the time. i feel like i’m talking to a brick wall” you shout at him. for weeks he had been avoiding you, coming home late and leaving super early in the morning. whenever you did see each other all you did was fight and you hated that.

“i don’t know y/n maybe because you’re so insufferable that i don’t want to be here?” he shouted back, he could feel his body getting hot. he was mad but he didn’t mean what he said. he had been so caught up with writing and singing that he had hardly spent time at home with you and it was getting to both of you. “what? that’s just fucking rude Alex. i have no idea what is going on with you but you’re not the alex i fell in love with. you’ve changed and i barely see you now”

you didn’t mean for this fight to start. he had come home somewhat early and you’d asked him to sit and watch a film with you but he’d rolled his eyes saying he didn’t want to spend time with you and that’s how you got here. “y/n i don’t want to spend time with you okay? just leave me alone” you felt your eyes fill with tears, nodding your head you made your way to the front door.

you slipped on your shoes and grabbed your keys “where are you going now?” you scoffed at him. “didn’t you just tell me to leave you alone? so i’m leaving you alone.” you quickly slipped out of the door and slammed it shut behind you making him flinch as the house shook. he sighed, walking to the sofa and sat down groaning at himself for what he’d done. “fucking idiot mate” he rubbed his forehead in annoyance, he had royally fucked up.

Alex sat on the sofa for forty minutes until he realised he needed to go and look for you. he’d messages all your friends and you weren’t at any of theirs and he was starting to get worried. even though he was frustrated, stressed and annoyed he was still worried about you. he stood up and decided he would go to Miles’ house to try and get him to help look for you.

-♡-

you had somehow ended up at Miles’ house. he had been alex’s best friend for years and you two had become close when you and Alex started dating. you just needed someone to talk to who understood Alex and what he was going through and your friends wouldn’t understand.

you were both sat on the sofa opposite each other, you were sobbing and Miles felt awful. “i just- i don’t know what’s happened to him. we used to be so in love and he has changed so much” you sniffled. you wanted your relationship with Alex to work out, you’d been together for four years, engaged for a year and planning a wedding yet he was distant.

“he spoke to me the other day, told me that you hadn’t been getting along and that he was really stressed with writing. apparently the label are being arseholes and are stressing him out, keeping him at work till late and he hates being away from you. i think he’s just very stressed and it’s not right him taking it out on you but i don’t think he means it” Miles tried to comfort you, you had no idea Alex had been feeling like this and honestly it made you feel even worse.

“do you think there’s anything i could do to help him? i don’t want him feeling like this and i want to help him” you wiped your cheeks, you still felt sad at how Alex spoke to you but you felt even more sad that Alex was feeling just as awful.

Miles went to talk but was cut off by banging on his front door. he frowned but nevertheless got up and went to go open the door. “Miles, thank god. i haven’t heard from y/b and she’s not with any of her friends. i need you to help me try and find-” you heard Alex and quickly turned to look at the doorway. he looked frantic, and his face changed from worry to anger in a matter of seconds. “y/n what the fuck? i haven’t heard from you i was worried sick” he shouted at you making you flinch.

“Alex i’m sorry but i just-” you tried to speak but he cut you off. “no y/n. i was so worried about you, you didn’t even reply to my messages and you’re here with my best friend? we have a fight and this is the first place you come too?” he shouted at you making your eyes fill with tears yet again.

you hadn’t even realised that he was messaging you, you were so focused on speaking to Miles checking your phone had completely slipped your mind. “do you have any idea how worried i was? i thought something had happened to you and this whole time you were here with Miles. that’s ridiculous y/n” Miles shook his head and put his hand on Alex’s shoulder to try calm him down.

“come on mate she didn’t mean to ignore you, we were just talking about what had happened it wasn’t her fault it was mine” he tried to defuse the situation but it was no use. “no Miles don’t try take the blame. y/n you done this on purpose, you’re just so selfish i can’t believe this is where you were. is something going on between the two of you? so that why you came here?” you were shocked at what you were hearing. you would never ever cheat on Alex.

“what? are you joking?” he stood there, his face not changing one bit as he awaited your answer. “that is almost laughable that you’d even think that. i love you. i’m still madly in love with you and im sick and tired of you talking to me like im a piece of shit” tears were now flowing down your cheeks as you stood up and barged past him, making sure to knock his shoulder.

“well, you really fucked that one up Alex” Miles sighed. Alex bowed his head, he had pushed you away and been so rude to you that now you’d left him. he’d lost you and he’d never regretted something more in his whole life.

[bellabean24]

Nanami Kento after an argument, but write the argument as well. Thank you!

What Nanami is Like after an argument

Nanami Kento x Gn!Reader

Word count: 1068

Prompt 4

Warnings: Angst and Fluff, SFW, language, pet name (sweetheart and Love), reader and Nanami acting like bitches (sorry) mention of food?

Headcanon Prompt List | Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

Nanami Kento

Its very unlike Nanami and you to argue 

And Nanami doesn’t like arguing he rather you sit down and have conversation about the problems in the relationship like adults but sometimes people need to argue

In the course of you two being bf & gf then husband and wife the only time you guys argued was only twice and you two would apologize right after 

But this time it seemed that this argument was a bit more extreme 

You two argued about him taking extra hours and he ended up missing your anniversary, and if your being honest you wouldn’t have cared so much if it wasn't your first anniversary as a married couple 

It’s around 9:45 pm. Nanami walks in even though he was supposed to be home at 4 o’clock so you can make your dinner reservations. You're sitting in the living room still in your outfit watching a movie  “Hi, sweetheart. Why are you so dolled up? "He gives you such a sweet smile like you and him didn’t plan this day yesterday, standing up and turning off the TV. “It’s our anniversary, Kento. You should know that as we spoke about it yesterday, but obviously you weren’t listening like usual.” You say raising your voice a bit, a bit taken aback Nanami loses his tie looking at you “And your pointing blame at me for what” he clenches and unclenches his jaw walking towards the kitchen. “Are you being deadass right now, I’m not the asshole that forgot his anniversary with his partner after promising them that he would make time for them. Then leave them high and dry for fucking work. You must really love your job or you must want to get as much time away from me as possible” You yell at him giving up on trying to keep your cool walking to him so he knows that he should feel fucking guilty. “I didn’t promise you shit” he spats, glaring at you from his spot in the kitchen, taking his tie off and setting it on the counter. “There is no need to fucking lie Nanami you know you promised me you know that you said ‘Of course sweetheart we can go out tomorrow it's our anniversary. I promise’” you mock his voice glaring right back at him, his face drops when he hears you call him by his last name, the same last name he shares with you. “What you ain’t got shit to say now. Tsk, sleep on the couch I don’t wanna see you face” that was the last thing you said to him before he heard the bedroom door slam shut. “Fuck” Nanami whispers to himself debating on either giving you space or going after you to speak without arguing. 

Now that was the biggest argument you and Nanami ever got into 

He didn’t know how he was gonna make it up to you all he knew was that you didn’t want to look or speak to him 

So he listens to your words and sleeps on the couch

Nanami will give you as much space as you want but he just let you be mad at him for his mistake

In the morning Nanami calls out of work and makes breakfast hoping you will come out the room so he speak to you 

Around 8 you smell someone cooking breakfast, putting on your slippers and robe, you walk out to the kitchen. Seeing Nanami in an apron cooking breakfast for two you suck your teeth about to walk back to the room. “Can you just eat breakfast with me so we can talk about last night please.” His voice is so soft you almost didn't hear him, giving him a hum in response you go sit at the dining table waiting for him. After a couple minutes of silence Nanami brings you a plate of food and a cup of your drink and sets it on the table, he goes back to the kitchen coming back out with his plate and a cup of coffee he takes a seat across from you. Deciding to break the silence first “Why are you home” your question comes off rude.  “I called out so we can have a discussion” scoffing at his words “You could’ve done that yesterday” poking at your food waiting for him to continue. “I know Y/N. And I’m so sorry I forgot our anniversary, I know I broke my promise to you, Fuck I know I’ve been picking up extra shifts and that it looks like I dont wanna be with you, but I can’t live without. I love you so fucking much and it might look like I don’t show it but I only picked up extra shifts to buy you a gift to show you that I love you. I didn’t mean to forget our anniversary, and there is no excuse for what I did. I’m sorry for raising my voice at you last night when you were hurt. You don’t need to forgive me sweetheart just let me make it up to you” Listening to his words you try to wrap your head around why you should forgive him, “I’m sorry too i shouldn’t have raised my voice either I should’ve just talked to you like a normal person.” “You didn’t do anything wrong, Love” He says looking you in the eyes “You just really hurt me when you didn’t show up I feels like your drifting away from me cause of work and I get you wanted to buy me something nice but all I wanted was my husband.” You say tears threaten to fall. Nanami gets up from his seat kneeling down to look at your face, “I know sweetheart please let me make it up to you, I don’t like seeing you like this and because of me it's not right Y/N. Let me make it right.” he plants a kiss on your cheek “Ok” you whisper leaning into him to kiss him properly, “This doesn’t mean i forgive you completely you were still a jerk” you giggle hugging the man on the floor. “Had a feeling” he gives the top of your head one last kiss.

[mayaschapstick]

NEW KID

part 2 !!

part 1 !

pairing : chris x fem!reader

summary : second day of school, not the best, but ended up with the triplets.

warnings : drunk mom, getting laughed at, insecurity

a/n : alright so someone commented under my last post so i wanted to talk abt smt 😭🙏🏼 first of all, i am NOT romanticizing bullying as i also got bullied until last year. if you dont feel comfortable while reading my stuff, or because of my content, then just dont read it and leave my page. (guys this is kinda late but i slept like all day so)

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I walked over to my moms car, hopping in.

„why are you picking me up?”

„we’re getting you school supplies.”

my mom answered.

„oh yeah right.”

i sighed before i grabbed the seatbelt and buckled up.

i pulled out my phone to see if my friend replied, and she actually did.

„leah 💋” showing up on my screen, i smiled as i saw the notifications, opening it and started talking to her.

that evening.

I was laying in my bed, my stomach already hurting from thinking about school, i really didnt wanna go. i havent done alot today, I felt pretty unproductive. I grabbed my black hoodie and put on my converse before sneaking out quietly, closing the door behind me really quiet, walking along the street, it was like my first time being out here, i looked around as i put my hood on, trying to look a bit intimidating in case theres like some kidnapper out there, i mean, you never know.

i forgot my airpods at home so i was kinda frustrated, i kept walking but looked down on my feet, watching myself walk, and eventually zoning out. I didnt hear the chatting that was coming towards me as i was focused on how i was walking, when i suddenly looked up when i realized i zoned out.

I looked at the 2 guys infront of me, one of them looked like the kid that threw a paper ball against my head today, and the other one like thta guy i had to sit next to, i forgot his name.

and suddenly one of them spoke up, the other one trying to shush him.

„oi woman!”

i tried to ignore him, looking down again, but they stopped infront of me and didnt let me go through.

„arent you that new kid?”

I looked at him, before nodding and taking my hood off.

„yeah?..”

i responded.

„i thought you were like weird at first but damn, you look goo-“

he got cut off by who i think was chris.

„alright bro cmon leave her alone.”

he tried grabbing his friends arm and pull him away.

„is he high or sum?”

i asked, really just wanting to be alone, so i sounded a bit rude.

chris looked at me, shrugging.

„i literally dont know. we’ll leave you alone tho.”

he said sighing before i watched them walking off, sighing, i kept walking until like a hour later i was back home again.

i immediately put on my sweatpants again, laying down in my bed, i couldnt sleep so i watched some tiktok, still not feeling very good because of school, and now especially not because of the little meeting earlier.

the next morning i woke up a bit too late, i slept in, first thing i did was check for any new messages on my phone, then i got up, sighing.

taking my tshirt off and putting my bra on. i

I was searching for a good t-shirt. when my mom came in without knocking.

„Im changing ma!“

i yelled as i covered myself up with some random shirt.

„I dont care! hurry up you‘ll be late! only your second day and youre already too late. your dad would be disappointed!“

My mom answered, i got mad and upset. everytime we would fight she brings dad in it, even when we only fight about the tiniest things.

„no he wouldnt! stop bringing him up everytime!“

I said upset before just grabbing a random light pink tshirt, putting it on before putting my jeans on.

upset i walked into the kitchen, just grabbed and apple, my school bag, my phone & airpods and stormed off, banging the door closed without even saying goodbye.

i put my airpods in, walking to school.

as soon as i arrived i put my airpods in their case again, sighing before walking into school, walking to my classroom, knocking on the door before opening it.

„hey- im sorry for coming late..“

I swalloed, as my teacher spoke up.

„its fine, just try not to do it again.“

I nodded, sat next to noah again, as i immediately spoke up but immediately regretted it again.

„were you high last night bro?“

i talked to him like ive known him for months.

but i got anxious as he just starred at me for a few seconds, he just shrugged, not opening his mouth as i heard a group of girls giggling while they looked at me and I immediately felt uncomfortable,

did i look weird?

did i do something weird?

why were they laughing.

i covered my stomach with my jacket, sighing as i untucked my hair behind my ear, looking down, using my hand to support myself, as i drifted off to sleep.

2 minutes later someone poked me from behind, i opened my eyes and slowly turned around, seing matt, tucking my hair behind my ear again.

„eh..?“

I said sleepy, I looked at chris, then at nick.

„did you do the homework??“

matt spoke up, i shook my head.

„we had homework??..“

nick chuckled at my answer, nodding.

„well i didnt even knew th-„

„y/n.“

my teacher spoke up, i quickly turned around.

„yeah- sorry.“

break

nick asked me if i wanted to hang in the breaks with them, and i said yes, so now i was sitting next to them on a bench, covering my mouth to eat my food i bought at the cafeteria, not wanting to get judged for how i was eating.

they were talking, while i just sat there, zoning out, when chris suddenly poked in my side with his elbow.

„ay.“

„hm?“

i quickly swalloed, looking up, putting my hand on my thigh.

„whats wrong?“

he asked, i was confused. he looked at me like he wanted to kill me but asked me if i was okay.

„nothing. im just tired.“

I answered, looking up at him not breaking eye contact.

he just nodded and gave me a little

„ah m‘kay.“

before continuing talking to his brothers, it made me upset. why was he acting so dry yet so sweet.

I just continued eating my food, before thinking it was crazy that i was spending my break with people i know since yesterday and maybe spoke 7 sentences with.

When i suddenly spoke up.

„chris?“

he looked down at me.

„eh?“

„why were you out so late yesterday night?“

I said carefully, not wanting to sound like a stalker or a possessive girlfriend.

he answered.

„the same thing i could ask you.“

„I asked you first.“

I chuckled.

So did he, he chuckled.

„noah asked me if wanted to hang with him so i said yes. easy.“

he answered.

„did yall smoke? he looked and acted high as hell.“

i answered, smiling slightly.

„who knows.“

he answered, turning back to his brothers.

„ahh okayy.“

i giggled, but as soon as i catched myself smiling and giggling i immediately just brushed it off, continuing to eat, still confused tho.

when school ended, the triplets walked next to me.

„y/n?“ matt said

i looked at him, „hm?“

„chris wanted to ask if youd lik-„

chris cut him off.

„no. no i didnt, nick wanted to, the fuck.“

chris said, rolling his eyes.

matt snickered.

„ah yeah right… nick wanted to ask if youd like to hang with us this afternoon.“

hang with them?

I smiled and nodded.

„of course yes! I’d love to.“

matt nodded and smiled, nick was zoned out, focusing on what was happening on his phone, I catched chris smile a little, I smiled at his smile as you kept walking.

„alright so.. see you later..?“

i said, smiling.

chris and matt nodded, nick still zoned out on his phone.

„mhm, yes, bye!“

matt said, smiling.

i walked a bit faster, wanting to scream, i was so happy, finally having some new friends. I just hope they weren’t a bunch of assholes.

i arrived home, unlocking the door, walking in, closing the door and taking my shoes off, happily walking into my room, putting my bag down, taking my jacket off, throwing it onto my bag, i walked downstairs, happily

just to find my mom on the couch, drunk, again.

my happiness immediately faded.

i looked over to her.

„ma..?- you drunk…?“

I asked carefully, she looked up at me, annoyed.

„and what if i am?…“

she answered slurred,

“It is non of your business! and this is my house, i can do whatever i want to!”

she said, yelling a bit.

i scoffed.

„alright yeah my bad.“

I walked into my room again, i could hear her scream something after me but i ignored it, walking into the kitchen. before grabbing some food and walking upstairs into my room again.

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I was standing infront of the house of the triplets, nick send me their adress as he gave his number to me earlier, i knocked.

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a/n : i hope you liked this!! and guys i got like yhe best ideas but idk if it should happen so soon already or if i should do a bigggggg timeskip 😭 so please help me🙏🏼 rebloggs and likes are highly appreciated!! love you guysss

taglist : @melschapstick @bel2p0 @ldrloverrrrrr

[familyvideostevie]

hiiiii can I please have a little birthday blurb with Steve Harrington? very fluffy, just him being the best boyfriend and loving his birthday girl (today is my birthday and I'm a bit lonely 😞)

hello i don't think it is your birthday anymore but i hope you had a nice day in the end!! here is something short and sweet about steve making his way home to you <3 | steve makes his way home to you on your birthday, fluff, fem!reader, 0.7k

"Don't be mad," Steve says as soon as you pick up the phone. "Oh, shit. Happy birthday!"

You laugh because, well, what an absurd thing for him to say. Also, he said happy birthday to you as soon as you woke up this morning. And again after that. And again, when he brought you breakfast in bed. "Okay," you say. "I won't be mad. Can you tell me what I won't be mad about?"

It's a surprise to hear from him. He left pretty early this morning and he's meant to be on his way home after picking up Robin at school because...well, it's your birthday. And while you're not even meant to know that he's gone to get her for a surprise party, Steve has never been good at hiding things from you.

"We're going to be late," he sighs. There's a thud, a sound like he's smacked his fist against something. "My tire popped once we got on 70 so we're still in Ohio."

You twirl the phone cord around your finger. He doesn't sound upset, more annoyed than anything, so you assume he's okay. "So...you're telling me, why?"

It's like you can hear his frown through the phone. "Because by the time we get back, it'll be time for the, uh, thing." He coughs. "And we were supposed to get lunch or whatever you wanted. Since it's your birthday."

"Oh," you say, smiling. "For my surprise party that you told me about? That thing?"

Steve groans. "Yes, that thing. Jesus, it's not my fault you have like, puppy dog eyes or whatever. And you were so sad last week that no one was around to do something! I had to tell you!"

He's right. A quiet birthday is no big deal, not at all. A night in with Steve, dinner and a movie, anything at all, you're grateful for it. But you do like to spend time with your friends and while birthdays and the attention that comes with them make you kind of uncomfortable, it is nice to feel celebrated.

So he caved and told you that there had been a plan in the works for weeks. One that necessitated him driving to Ohio to get Robin.

"Dude, give me a second. I'm on the phone with my girlfriend," you hear Steve say, a little muffled. "The nerve of some people," he says into the receiver to you.

"Don't terrorize the people waiting for the payphone, Steve," you admonish. "Are you guys at a mechanic or something?"

He sighs again. One of the funnier things about Steve is his impatience. He's not rude, exactly, but he likes things to get done and for them to get done right. That's why you're not really bothered about this -- he'll come home to you, your friend in tow, and you'll have a fun night. He's more frustrated with himself than you will ever be.

"Yeah," he says. "Luckily it went flat slow and I pulled off. Should be back on the road soon. If Robin could just pick a snack!" He raises his voice at the end and you think you hear your friend's loud laugh some ways away.

"Don't rush on my account," you tell him. "Drive safe and you'll get here when you get here. And I'll be waiting."

"I just..." Steve sucks on his teeth. "I'm sorry, birthday girl." His voice is softer. "I didn't want you to spend all day waiting around for me."

"You're going to get here," you say. "And you're going to kiss me and take me out for my birthday with all of our friends. And then we'll come home and celebrate just the two of us."

"Are you flirting with me over the phone?" he asks. You can hear his smirk. "That's kind of hot."

Someone says something in the background and Steve harrumphs. "Yeah, yeah, okay. I gotta go," he sighs. "I will see you soon, okay? I love you."

Your stomach flips. It's not the first time he's said it but it's still kind of new and it makes you feel warm all over.

"I love you, too, Steve. Drive safe!" The phone clicks. Yeah, okay, a few hours on your own on your birthday aren't exactly what you wanted, but you didn't lie to Steve. He'll be home in a bit with a hug and many kisses and then you'll go to the roller rink and have a great night. The thought of it makes you smile because no matter how loved you are, it never really gets old.

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[peachesfather]

Baby, this is a hair salon?

Ellie Williams x black fem! reader

Summary: y/n and her mom runs a salon for everyone to get their hair done during the morning to the night, someone who came in was suspicious looking too good for y/n. The end will ends with someone being held 😩.

Warning: +18, Grammar errors /the reader is black so… trigger warning for some ppl mb🤷🏿‍♀️, fingering, oral, and etc (this is my first time doing a fanfic on here so y’all can judge)

I had a great dream that I had woke up drooling, I woken up out of my slumber, to brush my teeth and get ready to go to work with my mother.

“Hey baby, how’s you sleep” said my mom who is making coffee.

“I’m good ma, I just want this whole day to be over so I can do whatever the fuck I want with the cash that we trying get with this salon that we rented out”

Your mom looked at you with a disappointment face and she looks like she was about to beat the fuck out of you for speaking that inappropriate language up in her crib.

“Nuh uh not in my damn house” said my mother, who was done making her coffee and getting the keys to leave the house with me to go to the hair salon.

When you guys got outside the house, you apologizes and nervously smile on your face, she grins and pops you in a funny way.

When you and your mom got to the salon, you guys opened up to get settled with cleaning the floor from yesterday’s session from doing hair.

When a person came in, it came a lot of people with appointments and ones that doesn’t not have one, we set up our stations to get started with them, when time paces to 1 AM, I had my lunch break but my mother continued working for more money.

When I started to eat my sandwich and drink a beverage of Arizona, there came someone else who surprisingly new here and looked too fine.

She glances at me but she then looks back at my mother who was done with a appointment with someone else.

“Oh hello baby, what can I welcome you here for?” Said my mother with a smile on her face to seems more comfortable with her.

“I just need a shape up and thats all” said the fine ass women. “Oh, I was going about go my lunch break because I had too many appointments today and a lot of others who were here for shave or whatever” said my mother again

“You can get shape up by my daughter y/n!” I got started by mom saying my name too loud for her, i blushes in response and smiles nervously that I got sweaty.

“Yeah, I can help her out ma, just hand her right to me” she smirks and came her way to me to sit down in the stool in front of me.

“You just want a shape up and that’s it, right? I said waiting a answer for her. “I want to shape you up after this haircut, babygirl.” I blushes and laughed mad loud at her joke, she laughed along with me with a serious look with it.

“Oh, you serious like foreal?”

She nods her head in response, making her grab my arm to start shaping up her hair. I started shaving her hair and brushing her hair back then giving her the mirror to see her hair for herself.

“I like this so much, how much is it?” She smiles and keeps looking at herself in mirror, she waits for my answer. She looks back does not see me until I jumped in her lap with a grin.

“I mean…it can be on the house if you give me good fuck in the bathroom” she smirks and pulls me more in her lap to whisper in ear. “Wait baby, isn’t your mom in here like eating her lunch right now?” She said with a worried look on her face that was cute but made me want to punch her.

“She won’t need to hear us, if I keep quiet” I said while grabbing her hand to bring her to the bathroom.

I sat on the sink for my legs to hang while this fine ass women grab one of my thighs for a sign to get kiss from me. I stops her mid way to ask her name because that would be so rude to not ask someone whose about to rip your guts in a whole.

“What’s your name?” I said while grabbing her hand. She smiles. “My name is ellie.” She said what about you, I said my name is y/n that made her realize that she about to remember that name for time being while trying to see you again.

She looks at my face for a while then brought her lips to mines to use to tongue for her to get more of my mouth, I moan in her mouth. We both were out of breathe when she takes off my jean skirt to reveal my pink pantie w stripes, she bites her lips and knees down to get close to my heated clothed spot, she moved the pantie to the side for more access. I tried to closes my legs but she pinch me in response to stop, she licks the intro of my pussy and continues spitting more to get me more wetter for her to finger me. After few minutes of that she puts one finger in, I moan but she got up real quick to close my mouth. I started to make muffing sounds that surrounds the bathroom, she puts another finger in and that made me become a little bit louder under her hand.

You had to admit, she was very good with dem fingers because she started going in and out of me in fast pace. I started to tear up from too much of this pleasure, I put my hand on her that you’re about to come.

“You’re about come, ma? Do it let me see how creamy you are” said ellie who continues fingering me at fast pace that my legs started to close but she opens them up more.

“Mmm-right there ellie-“ you and her looked at each other while you was about to come and it made you more horny, but she wasn’t stopping after the first organsm. She kept going till i was tired and wanting more of her

“You look so funny right now while being under me while being fucked so good” Ellie said while giggling at my appearance at being fucked. My mom heard it.

“WHO FUCKING IN MY BATHROOM!!” We both paused and couldn’t spoke because I was still on the high of being fingered during the conversation.

“I’m helping y/n with throwing out some hairs in the toilet but the toilet is making a lot of noises”, she said this then went back to looking at me with her fingers being still in me. I hold her arm to signal her to go a fast pace”

“Oh alright then, don’t be taking too long in there, my daughter has more work to do” said my mom while greeting a person who gave in the hair salon.

“Alright, we won’t” she said with a smirks and whisper in my ear to fucking come on her fingers, I obey what she said and she finger me more roughly and I came on her fingers.

She smiles and laughs then said “you look so pretty like that, we should do this more often” I gave her a pop to her face.

“Maybe, we can always do this at your place it be more comfortable, you know?” i said and she nods and we made a date to meet up for a link up

We both left the bathroom and wave at each other, then she winks at you and you throws up a middle finger because your mom notices the interaction

I gave my mom a nervously smile but then she shrugs it off, I signed and continued to worked at my station with people who came in the salon.

The end (I hope you liked it!!)

[catslvrr]

heaven sent — 02. cat cafe

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Again, you woke up to the sound of I Like To Move It.

To your surprise, Danielle wasn’t in your room. You trudged to the bathroom with bleary eyes to wash up and get dressed for whatever idea that Danielle had cooked up, which you were sure would be a waste of time.

You almost tripped on your own two feet when you saw Minji and Danielle in the kitchen, talking animatedly. You cleared your throat.

“Good morning, babe!” Danielle smiled sweetly, standing up and pulling you towards the two of them.

“Babe?” You choked on thin air, coughing erratically as you tried to escape her grip, but she only held you tighter in response.

“Bro.” Minji punched your arm.

“Ow!”

“Why didn’t you tell me you have a girlfriend?” She chided with a sulky expression.

“What?” You looked to Danielle for help, but she only sent you a threatening smile, which you didn’t know she was capable of, that screamed just go with it.

“Don’t act stupid!” Minji scowled and began to rant, “No wonder why you’re so grumpy all the time, you just miss your girlfriend! Long distance relationships must be hard…”

She paused, glancing at Danielle, “Australia, right?” who nodded in confirmation.

Australia?

“Bro,” Minji dapped you up. “I’m still mad at you for not telling me, but I’m happy for you anyways. I’ll be out of your hair so you can make the most of this time with your lovely girlfriend.”

She then downed her smoothie, and attempted to wink at you, which looked more like she was trying to blink for help in morse code.

“I’m leaving now! Keep the intimate stuff inside the bedroom, you know how I am with germs.”

She slammed the door shut on her way out, leaving the two of you with an awkward silence.

You glared at Danielle. “Are you going to explain what just happened?”

“I was just thinking ahead,” she defended herself. “Do you have a better explanation for having a random girl over for the next two weeks?”

“Well, no,” you sputtered. “But couldn’t you just have introduced yourself as a friend? And Australia, really?”

“Look,” she folded her arms. “It worked! And that’s all that matters.”

“Whatever.”

Your grumbling was rudely interrupted by your car keys being thrown at you unannounced, almost killing you. “Catch!”

“What the fuck?”

“Let’s go!” You watched her skip outside. “I’ll give you the directions.”

You held back a smile as you pulled up to the location.

“A cat cafe?”

Danielle grinned, bouncing her leg up and down. “Who can resist cats? My fellow messengers tell me that it’s a foolproof way to make someone happy.”

You quirked an eyebrow in curiosity as both of you got out of the car. “You have coworkers? When did you have the time to ask them?”

“Well, when you sleep, I return to the office. And then I come back to Earth before you wake up.”

“Oh,” you said. “I kinda thought you just sat there and watched me sleep.”

She glanced at you, bewildered, as you held the door to the cafe open for her. “Why would I do that?”

You shrugged, and proceeded to grimace as you read the entry fee of the cat cafe.

“...You can spawn in money, right?”

“Yes.” Danielle frowned, “But it’s against the code of conduct. Something about inflation.”

“Wow,” you drawled, unimpressed. “Glad that God’s keeping up with the economy.”

By the time you paid for both you and Danielle, she was already sitting on a beanbag, covered with a litter of kittens.

“It’s only been two minutes,” you gawked at her. “How are there already so many cats on you?”

You could barely see her sheepish smile, half covered by a cat’s tail.

“Must be a side effect of being God’s messenger,” she said, voice muffled.

You sat down beside her, petting an orange cat that was licking itself rather aggressively. A comfortable silence fell between the two of you.

“Is it working?” Danielle suddenly blurted out.

You shot her a confused look.

“Are you happy?”

You chuckled at her expectant stare.

“I mean the cats are cute,” you said. “But I’m not jumping around in joy or whatever.”

She gently picked the cats off her, sitting up to look at you. “Why don’t you own a cat? I feel like they’d add a bit of joy in your life. This cafe offers adoptions, you know.”

The orange cat that you were petting moved to lay in your lap.

“I don’t know,” you mumbled. “I can barely take care of myself, let alone a whole pet.”

“Is it because of university?”

“I guess you could say that.” You gave a wry smile, a faraway look in your eyes. Danielle looked like she wanted to ask more questions, but decided against it.

The orange cat lifted its head, leaning up to rub its face against yours, as if consoling you. There was a hint of a smile on your face as you rubbed its chin. Danielle watched the interaction, biting her cheek to hide her own growing smile.

She sank further into the beanbag as more cats piled on top of her. “Tell me more about yourself.”

“Me?” You looked at her skeptically. “What’s there to know about me?”

“Everything,” she answered. “Anything you feel like sharing.”

“Well,” you started slowly. “I’m a first year university student. I study law. That’s about it.”

“Is it hard?”

“Lots of reading,” you sighed, still absentmindedly petting the orange cat. “And lots of writing.”

“Why'd you choose law?”

You replied a beat late.

“No reason. Just felt like it.” You looked outside the window, watching cars drive by. There was that faraway look in your eyes again, as if you weren’t really here. Danielle decided to change the subject.

“What about me?”

“What about you?”

“What would I be like as a university student?”

Danielle internally cheered as she saw your mouth curve up ever so slightly.

“You’d be in veterinary science or something. I think you’d be good at taking care of animals. You seem like the type to love them. And clearly they love you too,” you smiled. A small one, but a smile nonetheless.

The two of you spent the rest of the time mostly in silence, basking in the comfort of the cats and occasionally making idle conversation.

It was nice to be just doing nothing, for once. It was a welcome respite from the chaos and stress of university. It had been a while since you had gone outside to do something leisurely. You liked how natural this all felt. The cute cats were a bonus too, of course.

Danielle was easy to be around — she wasn’t the type to be scared of gaps in conversation. And you appreciated that, you never liked having to force yourself to speak out of necessity.

(The only other person who made you feel this comfortable was Minji, much to your dismay. She was initially a bit off-put by your standoffish attitude, and similarly, you were disgruntled by her extroverted nature. But the two of you eventually adapted to each other’s personalities over some shared meals, which established your current dynamic of Minji being a talkative nuisance and you being an annoyed loser.)

Eventually, you yawned and glanced at the clock, stretching your limbs. “Think our time’s up.”

The orange cat hopped off your lap and strutted away, annoyed by your movement. Danielle carefully scooped the kittens off her and placed them on the ground, saying bye to each one.

You took one last glance at the orange cat, who was now sleeping on a cat tree, before making your way outside with Danielle.

The car ride back was filled with Danielle’s trivial questions.

(“So what’s your favorite color?”

“Green.”

“Any reason why?”

“…No.”

“Morning person or night owl?”

“Is that even a question?”

“Right. Favorite ice cream flavor?”

“Vanilla.”

“Boring.”

“I bet you like strawberry ice cream. With sprinkles on top.”

“Don’t knock it until you try it!”

(This continued until you reached the apartment.)

You did stop by a Taco Bell drive-through on the way back, per Danielle’s request. She claimed that her coworkers hyped up the Baja Blast, and that she wanted to try it. It wasn’t anything particularly special. At least you got a Crunchwrap Supreme for yourself.)

“You know,” Danielle said, rocking back and forth on her feet as the both of you stood at the entrance of the apartment. “I’m surprised you’re taking this whole messenger from God thing so well.”

You shrugged. “I mean, who am I to say no to happiness?”

She took a loud sip from her Baja Blast.

“So, what will you do now?”

“I’m gonna cook up some instant noodles. And then I’m gonna nap.”

“Seriously?” She groaned. “Do you not do anything else besides eat and sleep?”

You looked at her blankly. “Yes.”

“Today wasn’t bad for a first day, right?” She smiled at you uncertainly, but you saw a flicker of hope in her eyes, one that you could easily put out. “Did you have a good time?”

You decided not to.

“Yeah,” you offered a faint smile. “I did.”

Danielle beamed, relieved, and pulled you in for a hug. You awkwardly patted her on the back, noting that happiness suited her much better.

“Great! I’ll see you tomorrow, girlfriend.” She said teasingly, before turning on her heels and disappearing right in front of you.

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[behrads-world]

The Umbrella Academy x Reader

Agreeing to filming this reality TV show was one of the most ridiculous ideas you’ve ever been on board with.

“A bonding experience” Sloane had said when she brought it up. Backing it up with the notion that you were all family, despite what timeline you were from.

Viktor, bless his heart, was the first to fold. Always the sucker for keeping peace in the family. And after hours of persistent persuasion, got the tougher family members to go along with it.

You and Five both argued that nobody needs to be in your business anymore than they already are. You mostly because you were camera shy, rather than Five's reasoning.

In the end, ultimately everyone agrees, Allowing a camera crew into your shared home with a fair amount of enthusiasm.

Now, you all stand around a coffee machine, or what remains of the coffee machine. Various pieces of the item scattered along the counter top and the floor.

You could hear five grumbling behind you about finally getting a coffee machine only for it to be destroyed. You felt for the poor boy really. Coffee was more important to Five than, well Five was to Five.

Marcus, the sparrows number one, had called you all together, trying to solve the mystery as to who broke it and if you were being entirely honest, you were already over this self proclaimed “family meeting”.

“So who broke it, I’m not mad. I just want to know” True to his word, he didn’t seem angry, although he was more relaxed than a normal person would be if they discovered their coffee machine broken. If you paid money for something you’d be angry that it’s been destroyed.

Nobody answered, even Five had stopped his angry ranting to god knows who. Between the 14 of you, this was the quietest it’s ever been. Nobody wanted to step up, and you couldn’t blame them.

It’s three in the morning and a handful of people had already turned in for the night before being rudely interrupted, and even though some of the family were still awake you all stood in your pajamas.

You mentally snorted as your eyes flickered to Luther, who was wearing the owl onesie you gifted him for his birthday, a cheap present considering it was also yours and the other five siblings' birthday .It warmed your heart that he had kept it.

The ruckus also woke the camera crew, who you had so kindly let stay with y’all, prepped with cameras and lights, ready to capture the drama.

So, in order to save you all from this misery, you broke the silence. “I did, I broke it”, and you hoped the lie was convincing enough to let Marcus let go of it.

“No, No you didn’t, Jayme?” Well that didn’t work, you guess that Marcus caught onto the fact that you never drink coffee, or go nowhere near that machine. Either way, he looks to Jayme, questioning the droopy eyed girl.

“Don’t look at me, look at Alphonso”, She drew the attention away from her, giving her other brother a weak point of her index finger.

“What?I didn’t break it” He held his hands up in defense. Alphonso, unlike the others, looked more awake, probably from being accused.

Jayme, raised a suspicious eyebrow “Huh, that’s weird, how did you know that it was broken?” You facepalmed at the ridiculously obvious question.

“Because it’s right there in front of us and it’s broken” Viktor points out, confused as to why she would ask such a thing while you made a note to yourself to tease him about his bed head when this is all over.

“Very suspicious, if you ask me” Jayme says, to which Ben groans.

“This…” He gestures to everyone in the room, still including the camera crew. “Is ridiculous, can’t we just finish this in the morning?”

“No” You jump as Five exclaims from behind you. Out of everyone here you had thought Five would be the least interested.

Through your furious heartbeat, you looked at the boy in question, opening your mouth to speak to him.

“Why the hell do you care?” Allison spoke first, and your voice died in your throat. You closed your mouth, seeing no reason to continue looking like a fool.

The cube, Christopher, shook, its color changing indicates that he’s speaking. The only ones that can understand him are the sparrows so you're used to just ignoring him.

Fei agrees with what Christoper says, prompting Diego to lean toward you. “What the hell did he say?” Your only response being a shrug of your shoulders. He knows none of the umbrellas can understand the talking, floating cube but that doesn’t stop him from asking EVERY. SINGLE.TIME.

“If it matters, probably not, but Sloane was the last one to use it.” Fei says, no longer sporting her signature glasses, and the scars on her face are more apparent under the moonlight and lights from the cameras.

“Lair, I don’t even drink that crap.” You and her both, Maybe you both could advocate for a “coffee kills” fundraiser.

“Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee machine earlier?” Fei retaliated, crossing her arms.

“I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that fei.”

“Goodie, another beauty guru, do you think you could help me? Cause my cuticles are jacked up” Klaus spoke up, his voice soft and filled with sleep.

Diego clamps a hand on Klaus’s shoulder, and you can’t tell if the action was meant to shut him up or comfort him. But it seemingly worked in doing both.

“Okay, let’s not fight please. I broke it. Let me pay for it Marcus” You try again, and you hear a chorus of “yeahs” and “let us sleep” from all around you.

Marcus wasn’t buying it. “No! Who broke it” He was so pressed about the situation while everybody else couldn’t care less.

“Marcus, Luther has been awfully quiet “ Fei accuses.

“ReAlLy”

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“I broke it, I burned my hand so I punched it.” Marcus was being interviewed separately by the camera crew, sitting confidently cross legged on the couch. Proud of himself.

In the background he could faintly hear the rest of the siblings arguing, adding to his joy “I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick”

Marcus smiled. “Good, It was getting a little chummy around here.”

<3

This was based on an incorrect quote I saw so I hope you enjoyed.

[bitchinbarzal]

worth the wait | Q Hughes

summary: part two of again

part one

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i never meant to hurt you

i’m really sorry, please call me back

i can’t stand you being mad at me in silence, please scream at me or something

You read through the texts Quinn had been sending for days before you replied for the first time.

i have nothing to say to you, Quinn leave me alone.

He felt defeated, he didn’t know what to do.

Quinn left it a couple days, after a talk with Elias and how much his constant messages were hurting you.

It all became more real to Quinn when he didn’t see you sitting in your usual spot at the next home game. He didn’t play well that night.

In the locker room he heard Bo asking about you to Brock.

“Yeah man she’s good, she’s in New York with Liam just now he had to get back for work” Quinn clenched his jaw, trying not to say something he’d regret.

Later that night while he lay in bed alone in the dark he sent you a text

it’s rich that you’re mad at me when you’ve run off with stupid Liam the first chance you got! hypocrite!

And he fell asleep. To only be rudely awaken the next morning by his phone buzzing next to his head. He blindly grabbed it and pressed the answer button.

“Hello?”

Hypocrite?! are you fucking serious? How dare you speak to me like that!

Quinn’s heart rate fastened and he sat up in his bed, stuttering.

“y/n! I-“

Don’t you ever, ever speak to me like that again. You fucked up Quintin no doubting it. You slept with a fan and you broke my heart — I’m not looking for an apology because we weren’t together but I never want to speak to you again.

“Please just-“

Goodbye, Quinn

and the line went dead. He sighed, staring down at his screen at the picture of you he had as your contact photo before he clutched the phone and threw it across the room.

Quinn sat in bed feeling sorry for himself for the rest of the day, a rare day off usually spent doing fun things now spent in his own pity party.

You returned to Vancouver the following week, your time avoiding responsibilities in New York with your ex were over. Liam had been great company and a way of avoiding your responsibilities but you knew you had to go home.

You’d managed to avoid most of your mutual friends, ignoring when they text and never taking up Elias’ offer for game tickets.

That was until he told you he was only one goal away from a 200 goal record therefore you had to be present.

You were sitting in your regular seat, alone with a Diet Coke in hand and popcorn too watching the pre-game you’d seen so many times.

The game got off to not such a brilliant start with the Rangers up two by intermission but Bo recovered along with Petey who finally got his 200th.

You screamed, leaping up from your chair and celebrating alongside the fans surrounding you.

The game came down to overtime, the numbers running down rapidly and right before the buzzer.

slap shot — the buzzer.

Quinn had scored the overtime winner.

You didn’t stand up to celebrate that one. Quinn, surrounded by his teammates on the ice looked to the stands and watched you walk up the stairs of your section and leave.

He wishes he could’ve ran out and caught you, to see you but he had media and would most likely be at the arena for a few more hours.

You made your way home, not before texting Elias a congratulations.

You lay on the couch, flicking through instagram and TikTok all night. Desperately trying to get your mind off Quinn.

Your plan was working until just after midnight he was stood on your door step.

You opened the door, immediately throwing it shut to only have it stopped by his right foot jammed in between the door and the frame

“I’m not taking no for an answer anymore — you’ve got to listen to me!”

You scoffed “I don’t have to do anything Quinn!” Throwing the door open, it rebounding off the wall behind.

Quinn stared you at, eyes wide and blinking slow “I- please”

His buff demeanour melted and was once again replaced by that soft, shy boy you knew.

“I love you” it all the said, you rolled your eyes

“Quinn I don’t have time for this-“

“I loved you the moment I met you and when you started dating Liam I thought I was done for but you came back to me and I had you… I was so stupid to let you go! I spent so long pining over you I think I let it get the best of me when someone gave me a little bit of attention” he voice cracked and he was almost in tears.

“I need you to forgive me, I can’t live with myself if you don’t”

His breaths were stuttered and he was close to tears.

You sighed, reaching out to grab his arm and pull him into the apartment.

You stood looking at him for a moment before you reached up, wiping a tear from his cheek “You don’t get to speak to me the way you spoke to me Quinn”

He nods “I know, I know and I’m so sorry I was angry and I shouldn’t have”

“Ok, apology accepted” You smiled lightly “I’m still hurt”

“I know! And I’m sorry, I really-“

“It’s going to take time” you interrupted and he swallowed hard waiting patiently for your next words

“But I’m willing to put in the work for this if you’re willing to wait”

Quinn almost couldn’t believe what you were saying, nodding vigorously

“Yeah, yes! I’ll wait- of course I’ll wait!”

“Good, want to come inside?”

You took his hand, leading him into the apartment and onto the couch to watch re-runs of old tv shows.

Later, you were almost asleep and Quinn had put you to bed before heading out. You were half asleep cuddled into the blankets and mumbling incoherent things to him.

Quinn kissed your forehead and said

“I’ll wait forever for you, my love”

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for being friends with someone my roommate didnt like?

ok this might be long but here we go. Last semester I had a roommate who I liked pretty well, and we had a mutual friend, H. At some point, roomie got mad at h because h had apparently outed someone as schizophrenic.

H is not exactly anti-weed, but she is very adamantly against it for herself and anyone else at risk of psychological complications from it. My roomie was smoking with someone who h knew to be schizophrenic, so h told the group that they were smoking with about her concerns. I don't really agree with the way h went about this, but I'm ashamed to admit I sort of forgot to bring it up with her.

Later, h told me that roomie was avoiding her, and we talked about her possibly apologizing and why it was something roomie was particularly sensitive to.

[I'm afraid there's something missing here, maybe something more that I did to drive roomie away. I dunno.]

Roomie began to avoid both of us, but I didn't realize that it was on purpose and I was probably forcing myself into conversations with them because of that. Eventually, roomie started to move out of our room without telling me. Somewhere towards the beginning of this, a mutual friend? of ours made a joke about them looking for a new roommate. I asked why their books were all packed up, they told me it was because they'd be taking them home for thanksgiving. I thought ok, sounds like a lie, but I'll give them the benefit of the doubt. I truly had no idea why they would be moving out. I gradually went a little crazy watching them sleep in another room and pack all their stuff up, all the while saying nothing to me about it. I finally asked them about it, and they told me yes, they were moving out. Problem is though I think they might've been upset about something already when I asked about it? But they said they were fine so I accepted that as the truth. Again, I dunno. I think I was rude during this interaction but sadly can't remember anything I said besides yelling maybe the start of a sentence and then cutting myself off.

They moved out the next morning. I offered to help, they asked me not to. I was really upset and, stupidly, decided to take it up with them. That evening when I asked if we could talk, they openly rolled their eyes at me. I know it's stupid and probably the most asshole-y thing in this ask, but that drove me crazy. I said some shit, I don't remember what, but part of it was that I was "disappointed" in them. I don't know what that was supposed to be but it was NOT what I wanted to say. They, understandably, were really mad. I left and, too soon, texted them an apology. They replied, not rudely, telling me they don't want any contact with me, but also said, and I'll paraphrase, that they knew h had told me some things (probably referring to the possible reasons they moved out) and [my] friend is one of the reasons [they] left because they like to lie. This really hurt me because I still have no idea what this was about.

Later on, I'm not sure how much later, I was talking to h while roomie and their friends were in the next room. h was saying some things about the situation that I thought were a little extreme. I don't totally remember the order of events but it somehow ended up that roomie was yelling at h and they said something about h "creeping on transmasc freshmen." H is a trans woman and a sophomore, we are college students. I have a vague idea of who this might be referring to, if not myself or my roomie, who I don't think identifies as transmasc, but h had led me to believe that things ended amicably with this third party.

Anyways this story doesnt totally fit the aita format but I just needed to write it all out. If you're involved in this story, please know I'm trying not to be mad abt it anymore which is why I'm submitting it here, I'm hoping to be told why i'm TA or NAH.

What are these acronyms?

[elsfairy]

SECURITY ⋯ ♡ᵎ (I did say I was going to write about sevika&anxiety so. I'm also adding things i do when im anxious, we're all different so these might be different from someone else.)

☆ Sevika deals with enough stress, every single day she breathes. So to her, it was just another part of her job. Or she thought.

☆ It wasn't exactly hard for you to understand that she wasn't exactly feeling 100% herself. Her answers were short, or more irritable replies.

☆ "Can you just, let it go? I'm perfectly fine"

☆ Easier said than done, she looked anything but fine whenever she would get home. The small voice in your head always told you to leave it. You couldn't, you worried, and you cared.

☆ She's a pro at covering up any emotion she has. The only thing she will show is her anger and hatred though, she was silent even when she was mad about something. That is what worried you. A silent Sevika isn't a good sign.

☆ It was the first time you noticed her behavior was a little different on an early morning. Making coffee was never something Sevika had trouble with, but it was out of the blue when you stumbled into the kitchen, seeing her standing by the window, her hands trembling.

☆ Her breathing got a lot heavier during these times.

☆ "Vika, are you alright?"

☆ In all your months of dating, she's been easy with her emotions, but sometimes she can't help but push you away when it came to them or anything that involved her wellbeing. She loved you so much, but she was scared. So, pushing you away seemed the best option. Because she's 'supposed' to be strong.

☆ "Yeah, I'll be home late tonight. Don't worry about little old me"

☆ That's always the wrong thing to say to you because it makes you worry about her even more. It was unusual but some mornings she's a lot more snarky and rude towards you. Not that she meant to be.

☆ Frankly, she didn't even fucking know what was going on with herself either.

☆ She always got home at weird and random times of the night, but it was one particular night when she somehow managed to wake you up by stumbling through the door, the slamming making you worried, again.

☆ It was the first time in your life that you found Sevika standing in the middle of the living room, breathing heavier again, trembling. Note that she didn't tremble, ever.

☆ "Sev, what's going on? are you alright? did something happen?"

☆ "No, just⎯ go back to sleep, okay?"

☆ You, being you were used to ignoring her snarky attitude and barely gave her a chance to ignore you.

☆ You're also known to be very touchy towards Sevika, and she didn't mind that. Of course though, when she flinched away from you, you panicked.

☆ "Hey, it's just me, I'm not going to hurt you. What's wrong?"

☆ Sevika didn't cry. She never cried, over anything.

☆ But she cried.

☆ She always felt safe whenever you were around, but sometimes she just felt so fucking scared, worried.

☆ "Vika, hey, look at me"

☆ This was different from anything else. It was hard to control and calm down an angry Sevika, but trying to comfort a crying one? she's never cried so you had no idea what to do, but you had an inkling.

☆ You were a lot shorter than she was, but it didn't stop that you needed to be there for her. You needed to calm her down and help her.

☆ "Just breathe. Everything is okay. You're having a panic attack Vika, just focus on me and your breathing"

☆ Even if you've said them, the words still made no sense to her, she's never had one before. Fuck, she's never felt anxious before until the past few weeks.

☆ Out of the two of you, Sevika wasn't as touchy like you were. She loved holding your hand and hugging you but the comfort you give her broke all the walls she had up, down.

☆ "Nothing is wrong with you, it's alright you just need to focus on your breathing"

☆ "Im scared"

☆ Her trembled voice broke your heart.

☆ If she's angry, she just loves to hold you to calm down. She's never hurt you and she wouldn't. But she held tightly onto you, afraid to let go of you. Still trembling in your arms. crying.

☆ "I know, but it's okay. I'm right here, right here to help you"

☆ She worked a lot, so you can only gather it's because of that. Nothing usually makes her this worried, or anxious.

☆ "There you go, just keep focusing on breathing. We can stay here as long as you'd like"

☆ Won't openly admit it, but she didn't mind when you would lay on the blankets and pillows on the floor, making a bed fort just for her to feel safe. Because she loved it. She loved that you would do anything for her. To keep her safe.

☆ You figured out that she really enjoyed it when you would run your fingers through her hair when she felt like this. Resting her head in your lap, fumbling with your fingers on your free hand, keeping her breathing steady.

☆ She panics when her hands start to tremble in yours again, but you're there, reassuring her that's she safe, and that you're here for her.

☆ When she starts to feel like she's having another one, you place her hand on your chest, just so she can feel your heart beating. It calms her down and she focuses. Like you practiced together.

☆ "I feel like I'm a child"

☆ "You're not a child, you're just dealing with something new. It's okay though, you're perfect the way you are"

☆ From the start, you've had a habit of humming random songs wherever you are and she really fucking loves when you do it because it makes her aware she's here, and okay.

☆ "Can you sing that song? from a few weeks ago?"

☆ "Of course, Sweetheart"

☆ As cheesy as it sounds, you are her security blanket.

Sorry, this is so fuckin long. This is more like a fic and a head cannon, idk what happened but :) my computer had a major seizure, so i had to write half this again, im lowkey pissed.

[mixsethaddams]

Eddie/Hotdude Official Megathread!

(This is based on this post I made a while ago, shoutout to @bunk12bear for suggesting the format!)

(I know the formatting is a bit weird because of how tumblr is posting it, but it’s much clearer/cleaner over here on ao3!  But generally I think it works better on desktop than mobile...)

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Eddie/Hotdude Official Megathread!

TheNumberOneBanished 8hr ago

Ok everyone, this is the official megathread to discuss this post from Eddie. Mods have decided it’s been too crazy in here and it needs to be compressed. 

If you missed it, although I don’t see HOW at this point, Eddie and a man (who was named by fans in the 90s as Hotdude Inthebackground) have apparently been engaged since 1989 and were among the first same sex couples to get married in Indiana this morning. Hotdude has previously been assumed to be part of their security but *shrug* looks like we were wrong. We’ve been overwhelmed with posts on the subject so keep it in this ONE PLACE please from now on. 

Bots and mods will be on patrol to mute/ban where necessary. Don’t be fucking rude. 

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EddiesGirl 8hr ago

Are we sure it’s not a joke?

---mrboombastic 8hr ago

    Yes baby we’re sure

    ---EddiesGirl 8hr ago

        How though?

        ---mrboombastic 7hr ago

         They’ve never joked about anything like this, sex and sexuality

          is probably the one thing they’ve always been super serious

          about. Guess this is why.

---user37397564397569 8hr ago

    U mad?

     ---EddiesGirl 7hr ago

         Just not sure I believe it

throwawayfuckeddie 7hr ago

burning all my cc shit right now man. don’t need a fucking fag on my car stereo. fuck eddie. 

---Mycoffinisfineactually 7hr ago

     They still have your money, dude. But sure, go ahead and destroy

      all your shit.

     ---throwawayfuckeddie 7hr ago

         fuck you too. 

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---frogger75 8hr ago

    You kiss your mother with that mouth?

---lokisbabe 8hr ago

    What the fuck?

---allthegoodnamesweretaken 7hr ago

    That’s…an interesting threat? I think?

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     ---freakmeup 6hr ago

          Digging your own grave here. Just stop. 

         ---(comment deleted)

 ---seven8nine 5hr ago

     No way you could fit your entire truck up there

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pussyfromaboywithcatears 7hr ago

Do we even know Hotdude’s real name? I mean I doubt Eddie’s going to be Mr. Inthebackground from now on?

---bornindenial 7hr ago

    I don’t think so? Someone on twitter said Eddie used the name

    ‘Steve’ literally one time when they were at a signing and Hotdude was the

    one who came to the table. No proof though.

    ---pussyfromaboywithcatears 7hr ago

     Strange thing to wait until NOW to mention. Also, Steve?

      Generic af. My money’s on that being a lie and ‘Steve’ was the first name

       they thought of.

---babygotfront 7hr ago

    Eddie’s got the name ‘Dustin’ tatted on his leg? 

    ---pussyfromaboywithcatears 6hr ago

      Along with about eight or nine others, so unless we’re also

       thinking Hotdude’s name is also either Jane or Erica, I don’t think

       that makes sense.

---lokisbabe 6hr ago

    Twitter right now is saying Steve and this tracks for me. Eddie’s got

    that big S tattoo on his ring finger.

   ---frogger75 6hr ago

       Did he not saying that stood for ‘sucking dick’?

       ---EddiesGirl 6hr ago

           When did he say that? Like is he even really gay?

           ---Mycoffinisfineactually 6hr ago

               sweetie he’s been out a long time, its time to move on

       ---indianaguy 5hr ago

       I knew eddie in highschool and that is absolutely something

         he’d get a tattoo of.

          ---mrboombastic 5hr ago

           My guy. Check your fucking yearbook rn to see if Hotdude in

            there.

           ---sevendogsinatrenchcoat 5hr ago

              No way to verify, Eddie never graduated, ergo no yearbook.

              Got his GED in 98.

               ---mrboombastic 5hr ago

                  We get yearbooks every year but yeah you’re right, too

                  hard to verify

        ---freakmeup 5hr ago

           Ignore this guy, he’s always on all the conspiracy boards

           claiming wild shit about. Russian invasions and monsters.

           Says the earthquake that gave Eddie that scar on his face was

           an evil wizard. The band themselves have renounced him as a

           fan.

            ---indianaguy 4hr ago

                Fuck you you fucking sheep

                ---freakmeup 3hr ago

                      Baaaaaa

CallMeByYourMothersName 5hr ago

holy fuck HOLY FUCK everyone needs to watch this video right now. Eddie blowing a kiss to the side of the stage at MSG and if you turn up the brightness HOTDUDE IS THERE AND HE CATCHES IT

---ninebrassmonkeys 5hr ago

   Oh shit that’s cute

   ---ninebrassmonkeys01 4hr ago

      I have a bone to pick with you 

---burningmanwasboring 5hr ago

    Oh shit that’s cute, indeed

Chesticles03 5hr ago

Does this mean Lollipop is about Hotdude’s dick?

---pissbaby75 5hr ago

   …yes I believe it does

---showmeyourfeet 5hr ago

    lol you’re right it probably does

---drumbitch98 5hr ago

    There’s a video of Hotdude wearing a Lollipop shirt at a meet and

    greet! Eddie told the person recording that it was a merch sample

    that never got made!

    ---pissbaby75 5hr ago

      I’ve seen this video omg wait let me find it I’m sure it’s on

       youtube

pissbaby75 4hr ago

HERE is the video of Hotdude in the scrapped Lollipop merch and I swear at 1:23 he SAYS HIS NAME. Headphones on full volume. This was from 2002. Whoa.

---CaptionBot

    Here are the captions for this video! 

    “Hi guys thanks for coming”

    “I’m so excited to meet you, your music saved my life”

    “Awesome to hear that man, glad you’re still around. Is this the

     shirt you brought to get signed?”

    “Yes please. I think all the Lollipop merch get sold out already but

      this one is  awesome too”

     “I’ll pass it on to Will our designer, thank you. There was only

     samples made for 

     Lollipop stuff *laughing sounds* They said looked too much like a

     dick to sell. (Steve?) back there has the only actual one. Here you

      go, enjoy the show tonight!”

     “Did you call me?” 

     “Oh my god Hotdude! Hi!”

     “Uh, hey?”

---Chesticles03 4hr ago

   STEVE!!!!!!!!!! He definitely does say Steve!

---interestingreaction 4hr ago

   The tattoo of the S on his hand. It all makes sense now.

   ---jackskullboy 4hr ago

     As much fun as the story he tells about it being about his love for

     sucking dick is, I agree that this is a better fit

CorrodedCorpse 4hr ago

Hotdude has an E tattoo! Repeat! Hotdude has an E tattoo! This video of him in shorts lifting an amp into a van is grainy because hey, cellphones in the mid 00s, right? But the tat on his left leg has a very definite E shape. Props to tumblr for spotting this one.  

---punchanazi 4hr ago

    How is it that we’re literally only clocking this now?

    ---CorrodedCorpse 4hr ago

        He’s also topless. We were not focusing on anything but

        Hotdude without a shirt

        on.

        ---punchanazi 3hr ago

           Valid. 

EddiesGirl 3hr ago

There’s been nothing posted online since. I still don’t think this is for real if he hasn’t posted a follow up.

---coffinfucker 3hr ago

    How does that logic work?

    ---EddiesGirl 3hr ago

      Well wouldn’t you be posting your wedding day for everyone to

       see?

        ---coffinfucker 3hr ago

           He kept it secret since the 80’s and you think now is when

           that’ll change? We were lucky to even get this. There was more

           info about Beyonce’s first trimester on Blue Ivy than there was about

           this relationship until literally 10 hours ago.

            ---EddiesGirl 2hr ago

               I just think he owes us more of an explanation. We’re the ones

               paying his bills.

---Mycoffinisfineactually 3hr ago

    I think you should log off

    ---EddiesGirl 3hr ago

        Why? Because I want to know why he’s lied to us for so long

         he’s not the person I thought he was if he’s been lying about

         being in a relationship for so long.

        ---Mycoffinisfineactually 3hr ago

            *facepalm*

             ---EddiesGirl 2hr ago

                If you’re ok with supporting someone who has the capacity

                for such a huge lie then fine. Some of us are on discord

                writing an open letter about it.

                ---Mycoffinisfinactually 1hr ago

                    oh my god of course you are

allaboutthatbass 3hr ago

Is this Hotdude in this video? In the yellow? Is someone calling him Harry?

Edit: sorry, new to this. LINK

---showmeyourfeet 3hr ago

   You forgot the link, champ

   ---allaboutthatbass 3hr ago

       Sorry, fixed it.

---ozzyozzy 3hr ago

   That’s Hotdude! It doesn’t sound like Harry though. More like ‘Here,

   Tony’. Is his name Tony?

   ---CallMeByYourMothersName 3hr ago

      No we’ve figured out it’s Steve, but you’re right that there’s two

      parts to whatever he’s being called. Surname maybe?

---thedoctordonna 3hr ago

    He looks great in yellow

    ---pissbaby75 3hr ago

        He looks fuckin great in yellow

        ---milestellme 3hr ago

            Definitely his colour

            ---daisiesonyournightstand 2hr ago

                More Hotdude in yellow content please

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---CoffinUpMyHeart 2hr ago

     If you slow the video down it sounds like they’re saying Harrington.

     Could that be it?

    ---coochieluver 2hr ago

        Steve Harrington is such a Midwest name jesus christ

    ---bodysnatcher 2hr ago

        I hear it too. Sounds like Harrington for sure

EddiesGirl 2hr ago

If anyone wants to add their name to the letter of why we as fans feel betrayed by not hearing about this before now, I’ll leave the link here.

---mrboombastic 2hr ago

    Are you still here?

---Mycoffinisfineactually 2hr ago

    This is so funny

---showmeyourfeet 2hr ago

    What the fuck is this?

---TheNumberOneBanished 2hr ago

    There are easier ways to ask me to ban you

---pussyfromaboywithcatears 2hr ago

    Careful throwing that ‘we’ word around

tusconarizona 1hr ago

It’s kind of hard to see for sure because it’s a screenshot of an old Top Of The Pops performance, but this looks like Eddie holding Hotdude’s hand when they leave the stage?

---BeamMeUpThotty 1hr ago

   Hard to tell! Could be just Hotdude putting his hand out to help

   him step down off the stage?

TimCurryingMyFavour 1hr ago

Was he ever just a security guard?

---ironmanCW 1hr ago

    Now there’s a question.

    ---TimCurryingMyFavour 1 hr ago

         Like how did they even meet?

mopthefloor 38 minutes ago

I wonder if Eddie knows how big a deal this is? 

---callousedanus 35 minutes ago

    That he’s married?

    ---mopthefloor 27 minutes ago

      Well yeah but like, that he’s officially gay now too. NME has been

       saying for years that he’s been joking about it. This is huge for their queer

       fanbase

        ---throwawayfuckeddie 20 minutes ago

            fuck their queer fanbase

            ---mopthefloor 17 minutes ago

                Don’t threaten me with a good time

        ---callousedanus 25 minutes ago

          They’ve been pretty clear about never joking about that kind of

           thing (I think it was discussed further up the thread?) so NME

           haven’t been paying close enough attention. I get what you

            mean though, very validating, especially in this scene.

SpaceDogsInMyBrain 26 minutes ago

Hasn’t Eddie said that he lurks this subreddit? I wonder if he’ll see this?

---eddiem 20 minutes ago

    Yep!

TheNumberOneBanished just now

Ok! So we’re locking this thread now because we’ve come very close to accidentally doxxing Hotdude! We’ve been given a super rare insight into Eddie’s personal life and we’re going to stay respectful of it.

Also, Eddie has posted another picture on Instagram, you can see it here.

tl;dr for anyone too lazy to click, it’s a picture of them holding hands backstage at a show, it’s pretty cute. Caption confirms that Hotdude’s name is in fact Steve, they met through friends in 1986, and that CC will be scheduling their long awaited farewell tour dates once they’re back from honeymoon. 

It’s been a pretty wild day for us in the fanbase, but if it’s one thing we can all take away from this, it’s that Hotdude looks great in yellow.

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