#they wanna fuck eachother so bad it makes them look stupid

[luck-of-the-drawings]

smth smth about 'the thing that the character did that you thought was rly rly funny in the moment is actually linked to a terrible trauma that lies within said character.' or wahtever.

[earth2steve]

kiss!

something re first kisses : eddie munson x gn!reader, suggestive content, 18+

the rules are sort of blurred being that you'd been friends for so long, you think. it doesn't help your dates have all been of the fairly casual kind, either - you're not totally sure which ones had even counted in order to implement a rule by numbers.

so you're stuck in a sort of grey area - an in between, where you both know you want to kiss eachother - of course you do. but for one reason or another neither of you have done it. it's sort of lovely, really, in a middle school kind of way.

but you do really, really want to kiss him.

you can't manage the number across both hands you've thought it just today.

you float between classes as usual - sharing lunch and fleeting hugs and banter at lockers. it's the first moment you get alone when you meet him in the parking lot at 3, leaning up against the driver side of the van with a sparkling grin. for the millionth time, you think about how you'd like to kiss it right off.

he checks his hair in the driver side mirror before you pull out of the lot, and you count a million and one. 

ten minutes later, you're cornered in his kitchenette, legs swinging against the cabinets as eddie stirs at a pot of mac and cheese on the stove.

he looks softer outside of the fluorescent lighting - maybe a little tired, but all domestic and lovely. his shirt keeps riding up as he flings open cupboards and flits about, revealing a sliver of his stomach and the waistband of his boxers that your eyes track like a hawk.

it feels different to bring it up now - outside of flirty banter and the rush of his van down the street. in the relative stillness of the room, the prospect of his mouth on yours is far less casual and far less amusing a topic of conversation.

you can tell he's thinking about it too - he keeps looking at your lips before your eyes when he looks at you and he's dropped the spoon twice on the linoleum already.

"hey, eds? is that nearly done?"

"uhh- depends how hungry you are. this first one is done but i was gonna do another box-"

"it can wait. c'mere a sec?"

eddie huffs out a big breath and smiles sort of shyly. he switches the stove off and slides the pot to the next burner, and then he's right in front of you. he slots himself between your dangling legs, fingers toying with the seam of your jeans on the outside of your thighs.

gentle, you reach forward and fiddle a little with his hair; tucking wayward strands behind his ears.

when you properly look at him, you sort of wish you hadn't. he's looking at you like you've hung the fucking moon - like an excitable puppy. or rather, a slightly exhausted but blissed out puppy after a walk.

you want to kiss him until there's no air left in your lungs.

eddies knees give out and slam into the cupboard when you tell him so.

“i’m sorry - could you repeat that?”

in lieu of a response, you lean in and draw him closer by the chain around his neck. his eyes drop to the movement of your fingers and his breath hitches in his throat.

“i said - i wanna kiss you. is that okay?”

eddie makes a noise that might’ve been intended as a laugh. “stupid question.”

butterflies thrum and multiply in your stomach. 

“yeah? my bad. wasn’t sure you wanted me to.”

“jesus, fuck - are you kidding? if you knew how often i think about kissing you you’d call the police. i have kissing-you tunnel vision. i wasn’t sure you wanted me to.”

laughter blooms and fills the inch of space between you.  

“stupid question.” you repeat. 

eddie nods, poking teasingly at your cheek with a ringed finger. amusement dissipates quickly. 

“eds?”

“mhmm?”

“gonna kiss me now?”

he smells of toothpaste when he leans in, and you realise with a squeeze to your heart that he must've brushed them when he'd gone to the bathroom. you tug him closer with your legs, heart in your throat. it's a struggle at first, to stop smiling long enough to kiss him properly, but you get there. his lips are plump and eager against yours and you're quick to dizziness.

he's sweet at first, gentle and firmly slotted and with an air of reverence.

quickly, reverence devolves into desperation. eddie kisses like he's trying to eat you alive — jaw fallen slack, pushing out throaty little noises that you swallow down whole.

when you pull apart for air he looks drunk, lips slick with saliva. your hands are tangled in his hair, and his have landed on your waist and ass. you can't think about it too much or you might pass out. eddie is letting you kiss him. and eddie is very good at kissing you back.

"get comfy." you muse, starry-eyed. "i gotta make it up to you now."

eddie’s brows curve into a frown, but the smile stays stuck. 

“everytime i wanted to kiss you and didn't,” you explain. “god — when you were telling me about your campaign last week. i was trying so hard to listen, honest, but you were in such a frenzy and you were so passionate and happy to be telling me about it that i just wanted to like, plant one on you."

"shit — don't start with that, sweetheart. if i gotta make up for everytime i've thought about kissing you your lips'll fall off."

you flush hot from the inside out. hands slung around the back of his neck, knees bracketing his hips.

"lotta other places to be kissed, eds. we can get creative."

eddie groans like he's been punched, head falling to your chest, hair tickling your collarbones.

you have to reheat the mac and cheese, in the end.

[jams-sims]

Anyway making my own MelJayvik AU content cause on both side of Jayvk and MelJay being mad weird. And for some reason Ace people are catching strays on the bird app (and here which is even weirder) because something a guy who needs to log off said. ANYWAY tho

Jayce is the one to introduce Mel and Vik together. They get a long like a house on fire with a screaming family inside. That meaning they kinda have this competition going. Jayce has NO idea its happening. But Vik and Mel are new to the whole polycul thing. An havent found their footing yet. So two smart people glaring at eachother from across the room.

It only takes one day where Jayce sets Mel and Vik up on a date. He tell them both that 'hey let go to X spot, I'll meet you there.' Only for him to never show up and for them to be left alone in a libary.

Where a fight breaks out instantly, its petty it doesnt really go anywhere and they cant yell above a whisper because they just refuses to leave the library. Someone not naming names says 'You wanna fuck me so bad!!'

Jayce checks in on them a few hours later and mysteriously everything okay. Jayce isnt stupid you get two very cat smart people it takes a minute to warm up. Theres way less tension in the relationship and Mel and Vik are having way more conversation. Jayce is having lunch with Mel and he just says.

"You know I'm so happy you and Vik are gettong along. Yall just needed to bang it out and look at you."

Mel chokes on her drink and Jayce is left with a very smug smile on his lips.

"I remember you said something along the lines a while back, Vik had a face you could sit on. I hope all you dreams came true." Jay with all the love in the world.

[fawnprincessblog]

Hi everyone, guess who's back.

After 2 months of absence i've decided to bring myself back on here and explain some things that have happened.

💗

After publishing a post a while back regarding incest, i had recieved a lot of hate since then. When i posted it I had no idea how much hate I was bound to receive from all of you once you guys saw it, and honestly i didn't think it would get that much attention. After realising it was clearly causing so much hate I posted an apology, which all you also thought was total shit, so I deleted that too.

And right after, I was bombarded with an ungodly amount of death threats through my inbox, people asking me to kill myself and end it. It was a whole lot, and I really didn't think that one measly post would set you guys off so fast. And honestly I was surprised to see how much there was. My inbox was full of them, and I couldn't handle it all.

Soon enough as expected one person had gone anonymous, sending inbox messages to my followers to report the 'heinous crime' I've committed by posting one silly thing, which by the way, put out a lot of false information. The person was over exaggerating, putting shitty words in my mouth. And I'm here now to talk about all the accusations the person has made. To the people who recieved the inbox message, here's your real explanation from the blogger who made the damn posts.

1. I 'nonchalantly' wrote twincest about Tom and Bill.

First of all, I have never in my life intended to ship the damn twins. If you have checked tumblr well enough, you should be aware there's tons of threesome sex fics about Tom and Bill, where they both fucked the reader at once. And if you fucking bothered to read my fic properly and not jump to conclusions to try so damn hard and cancel me, you'd know damn well Tom and Bill never even touched eachother in the fic that I wrote. They didn't have sex with eachother, they didn't DIRTY TALK eachother, and they did NOT do anything that would have come across as incest.

They both simply fucked the reader and talked to the reader, having nothing to do with each other in the fic. Get your damn facts right b4 you try to sound like a fucking smartass.

2. I want to be 'chained up and used.'

Kinks and fantasies everyone, c'mon. People have FUCKING KINKS. And mind you, this is tumblr. If you srsly see shit like this and start acting out because it makes you sad then clearly it's not for you so like just scroll? You have a damn finger, don't you? Unless, y'know, you cut the damn thing off.

Anyway, I think it's pathetic you're acting all petty over it cause you wanna cancel someone so bad and be the fucking hero of the day. Nobody cares, cunt.

3. I wanted to 'abuse' Bill.

To clarify this one, I do agree that the term 'abuse' was too strong. I don't intend to fucking abuse the poor guy, I just had no idea how to fucking word my sentence and how I was trying to get the damn message out. I've already edited my post on this one. So, chill out.

4. I'm 'anti-lgbt'?

This shitty one has been going around a LOT ever since I posted something regarding how annoying Bill was in the Kaulitz & Kaulitz series, where he talked alot about his sexuality.

First of all I'm not fucking homophobic. To let you guys know I am a Catholic Christian, (ik, not a very holy one) and supporting the lgbt community is definitely not on the list. And even if so, I do not disrespect anyone who's part of it. We aren't told to treat you guys any less. And for me, although I never encouraged the idea, I don't look lower on the person. Even I myself catch myself in a 'lesbian-feeling' situation sometimes.

And if you've seen the comments on the post I made about that Bill thing, all the comments agree with my anyway. We all collectively agree he went a little overboard but so what? I'm just saying. Suck on that, stupid hoe!

5. I support pedophilia.

Babe, check the post again and see how many people were totally okay with the damn post in the first place. I have never agreed ever that pedophilia was okay, and there's tons of older Tom fics with this age gap. Please, istg, do your research before crying over spilled milk to save yourself the embarrassment.

And, to let y'know, who ever sent these inbox messages, one of the friends that you sent these to—I think her name was 'pain of l0ve' or smtg—was totally one of the biggest supporters on that post asking for a full blown fic of older tom and the 17 year old girl. She uses to be my follower too. Dw, I have a screenshot before she blocked me and tried to act all shocked and surprised that I post those malicious things you said! ^^

mm...that really pissed me off ngl 🤷‍♀️

Anyway, that concludes it. Hope this answers your questions about all this misinformation that this person has spread in attempt to cancel me.

I also just want to put it out there that I'm really sorry for posting something like that, and now looking at it I do agree that it was weird. I apologise for anyone who got uncomfortable. All the death threats I've received weren't necessary though. I don't ever think it's right to go that far on anyone. Please be mindful sometimes. Other than that, I'm really sorry.

And I also wanna thank @itsangelll for being there for me when I couldn't answer all the haters myself. Girl you really helped me out, standing up for me and explaining the situation. Ilysm always 💗💗

But for the cunt that sent out all the inbox messages, I hope you had fun doing so anyways :3 I really do appreciate all the stalking and effort you put in just for me so you could cancel me and be heard! 🥺 Seriously the hero of the day! You really read through all my stuff so you could dig out the littlest things! Talk about dedication!! Quite obsessed I must say.

Kisses, love ya! 💋💋💗

[crushedsweets]

Hey! I love your artwork! I think it’s beautiful!!!

I just wanted to ask, what would Toby and Natalie’s relationship be like if they were able to start dating? I’m genuinely curious.

P.S. LONG LIVE TICCIWORK AND NINAKATE!!!!!

HIIII OK I LIKE THIS OMG i cant believe i hadnt thought about it before. ok i spoke a lot more than i thought i would...all under the cut LOL omg..

okay so, like i mentioned, they would probably have some random drunk kiss one night. maybe a christmas party and nina brings in mistle toe and its stupid. maybe new years party and the clock strikes 12 and they were like 'fuck it why not'.

natalie would have to initiate a lot of the starting conversations and touches. toby grew up with people thinking he was some gross virus roaming around, with boys pushing him around and girls sneering at him, so he's really hesitant. and natalie does get upset pretty easily if toby tries doing things without her permission, even if its something like doing her laundry - he has to ask. and he always does

it would start off pretty awkward too... neither of them know what to say, and both of them are so stubborn with egos the size of the moon - their pride knows no bounds. but at times, toby's ego can morph into something more cocky and he'll say stupid shit. 'you wanna kiss me so bad i know it' 'oh should i get nina to buy some mistle toe again' 'if you wanted to spend the night you couldve just asked'. at first clocky would get mad and pissy, and toby would laugh at her, and they'd move on. but eventually instead of moving on, one of them would say something like 'well.... do you actually want to' and they would. awkwardly, of course. a kiss, laying in bed together, brushing eachothers hair, etc.

their most intimate moments probably happen in the kitchen. that's always been quite the place of love for toby, so to lean against a counter and bring natalie close and give her a kiss in the warmest room of the house while something good is cooking in the oven ... probably means a lot to him

i think they'd love hikes. theres a waterfall in my au that they'd go to often, strip down to their underwear, and sit under. they'd wrestle and splash water and laugh and eat some fruit they packed and fall asleep under the sun after hours of just fucking around. kisses constantly swap between sudden acts of passion and excitement, to a quiet, lazy, quick kiss while throwing a towel over their shoulder.

but of course, they are still difficult. toby's reckless and natalie is picky, so theres a lot of arguments that spring up from nothing. this would be a constant thing until one of them eventually cries - something neither of them are used to. that would probably be a tipping point for them to start really looking into being a better person for eachother. but that is not easy by any means and neither of them are capable of being perfect. at fucking all

their biggest issue would be close to their canon shit.. toby wants to stay, clocky wants to leave. run away from all the bullshit she got trapped in. clocky is more likely to truly just fuck off and leave toby behind, and that scares the everliving shit out of toby every day - he'd swap between 'i have to be so good she'll never leave' and 'you fucking asshole just leave already its inevitable theres nothing i can do to change it'. but clocky just wants to live a normal normal normal life. she wants to grow old with kids and a career and a nice dog and to make dinner every night. she wants her biggest problem to be the dog tracking in mud.

eventually toby settles down, and while he cant just walk away from slenderman, they figure something out. a shared apartment, toby gets closer to the farm owners and he starts working more often. clocky gets into tattooing. toby is the first person she ever tattoos on. they both have to compromise a lot, but they can't imagine doing this for (or with) anybody else

[gabessquishytum]

Heyo, it's water spirit dream anon again. I feel like I should grab an emoji but tbh Im not sure what all's taken.

Speaking of I was very taken with the Hot mess Hob and Horny neighbor Dream au a while back, yknow the one where there's a fire alarm and Hob ends up outside in a towel? Good stuff. Well Ive just had my own very specific Yes And to add.

Hob and Dream have apparetments right next door to eachother, and thus have pretty close balconies. Well on day, Dream's pet (cat or raven as you prefer) hops onto Hob's balconey from Dream's, and no amount of coaxing will get them to jump back. Dream is very flustered thinking about Asking Hot Hob nextdoor to let him in so he can retrieve his Stupid Son, but he takes a deep breath and knocks on his door.

Hob answers in the smallest shorts he's ever seen and an apron, clearly embarrassed, and it's only getting worse when he realizes it's Dream of all people. He's been doing like 10 different chores, including laundry, and dream has caught him doing dishes. After some stammering, Dream asks Hob is he can get his pet off his balconey, and Hob rushes to go get the door bc Kitty!!! (Or birb?) And gives Dream a wonderful view of his mostly bare back and ass hanging out of his shorts.

If Raven, Hob opens the door and Matthew swoops in to land on Dream's shoulder, preening at his hair and shirt collar while Hob laighs in delight and calls him Beautiful. Matthew takes a cautious interest in Hob and Dream asks if he'd like to saw hello, and to hold out his arm, just don't pet him too much, it's bad for his feathers. He tentatively hops onto Hob's outstretched arm and says "Hello" in Dream's voice to him, being very friendly, before leaning in very close and making Hob nervous. Dream is very embarrassed to tell Hob that what Matthew wants is a kiss. Hob gives his head a little kiss and Matthew goes "Wow!" And swoops back to Dream. Look up Fable the raven on youtube, she's great!

If cat, Hob rushes to the balcony to make sure he hasn't jumped clean off the building and Dream rushes after to see Hob walk back in with a luxurious black cat draoed over his shoulders rubbing on him like no tomorrow. He's smilling and petting and kissing and Dream is Not jealous of his cat even if he would like to wrap around Hob's shoulders and be petted and kissed he's So not jealous. Hob walks them to the door, and when trying to get his cat back, the cat takes the tie of Hob's robe with him and leaves Hob basically naked in front of a Dream who's trying very hard to wrangle his cat and get him safely back to his apartment. It's so so tempting but Hob is Busy, and Dream needs to get his Son inside, and even though they'd both just love to jump into Hob's freshly made bed, they are alas victims of Bad Timing. Dream and Hob exchange an awkward goodbye in the hallway, and each go back to their days. Hob does he rest of his chores sinking furthur into the "God Shit it's Always a bad time when he's around! I'll never get to ask him out!" And Dream daydreams the rest of the day about Hob in a cute little apron, doing things around the house and doting on Dream with pets and kisses. ❤

And as a side note I am a firm Fucked Up Knee Hob Truther and with all that leggy on display, maybe Dream asks about it? Maybe offers to help Hob with stuff if he ever needs it, he's stronger than he looks, promise. And maybe Hob wants to rearrange his bedroom furniture? And ends up pinned to his askew bed by an indeed, stronger than he looks Dream.

Luv u mwuah

OOOO YES I always wanna talk about nearly naked, blushing and stammering Hob.

Hob kind of tends to lose track of his chores during the week, what with work and trying to have a social life. Laundry particularly tends to pile up, meaning that by Sunday he’s down to his very last items of clothing: tiny football shorts, SpongeBob socks… he does have a t-shirt but he was doing his meal prep and ended up spilling something all over himself (hence he is now shirtless. and wearing an apron, too little too late). The shorts are absolutely too small, he’s had them since he was 18 and still in his twink phase. So you better believe that Dream gets an EYEFUL when he comes to the door. Poor Hob is so embarrassed, particularly with his sore knee on display (he’s a lil bit insecure about it and he notices that Dream is staring, little does he know that it’s only made Dream fall for him even more).

The rescue of the birb/kitty cheers Hob right up though, and he forgets his almost nakedness. He peppers Dream’s runaway pet in kisses and cooes over them, gushing about how he really wants a pet but he works all day and it wouldn’t be fair to leave an animal alone, plus he’s often too sore to walk a dog or anything like that. Dream immediately offers Hob the opportunity for pet cuddles any time he wants (he’s almost like “you can cuddle me too” but he just stops himself at the last second). Pet cuddles are healing!!

They keep having awkward little meetings and then one evening Dream hears a knock on his door. Hob is there in baggy sweats and a hoodie, and he looks sad and tired. Dream invites him in straight away, and Hob explains that he’s in so much pain today and he really doesn’t want to be alone. Before he knows what’s happening he’s being ushered onto Dream’s sofa and he gets either a kitty on his lap or a Birb on his shoulder for comfort, and Dream immediately makes tea. Hob sheepishly explains that he tried to move furniture on his own and Dream gets this real mother hen expression. He promises to come over the next day and help out.

Next day happens to be chore day again and there’s Hob in his obscenely tiny shorts and a shirt with “my tits are up here” printed on the front. He’s also baked cookies (with frozen cookie dough, he admits, but Dream is no less charmed). They quickly get to work on the furniture and Dream takes great pleasure in demonstrating how strong he is!

Neither of them are quite sure how they end up sprawled together on the mattress. Dream is pretty sure that he just groped Hob’s chest as they both tumbled down. He is pretty sure that Hob was the first to lean in for a kiss, though.

It’s fair to say that the something does get rearranged, just not the furniture that Hob was expecting 😏 and Dream is very gentle with him… just not too gentle!

[minoment]

Foaming at the mouth for sub!graves I want that bitch Obliterated (but anyway i love your writing and happy new year!)

BARKING HOWLING FOAMING AT THE MOUTH LAWD HAVE MERCY. I want to fold him in half and destroy him. Thanks so much for the ask anon! <3

"How about I make you remember?"

Pairing: Sub Phillip Graves x Dom Fem!Reader

Type: Hard NSFW Fic

Tags/Warnings: dom reader, sub character, femdom, hate sex, enemies to lovers, smut to fluff, SWEARING, degrading, slapping, choking, riding, teasing, reader being mean to graves, british reader, grinding, begging, restraining, I think that's it...

A/N: I'm gonna open my asks as soon as I revamp my blog and get my motivation back on track. I will get to the asks still festering in the ask box. I might just write them as thirsts of blurbs since school is keeping me busy. Anyways, enjoyyy <3

i wanna slap his ass so bad its not even funny

NSFW UNDER THE CUT, MINORS DNI.

Sun poured through the gap in the curtains, landing harshly on your sleeping face. You groaned sleepily, your head throbbing as you got up to close your blinds. Except they weren't your blinds. The room was unfamiliar to your foggy, hungover brain. Well, until you caught sight of the man who was sleeping beside you.

Phillip fucking Graves. You scowled, a few weak memories drifting back into your tired brain. Yes, thats right, The Shadows, Los Vaqueros and 141 had gone out drinking last night. But how did you end up naked in this jackass's bedroom? You snatched up your bra and panties off the floor before putting them on and striding over to the sleeping man.

You ripped off the covers, the cold air jolting Graves awake as you straddled his naked hips and pinning him down so he couldn't escape. He was clearly hungover too, his eyes sluggishly searching his surroundings before he spoke.

"The hell are you doing? It's only...", he turned his head to check the clock on his bedside, "only 9AM.." he said hoarsly.

You sat back on his hips, making him suck in a sharp breath as you pressed down where he was sensitive.

"I'm not asking you again, bitch." You scowled, cracking your knuckles. "What the fuck happened last night?"

"Well.." Graves swallowed slightly, looking around the room before looking at himself then at you. "We all went out to drink after we dropped Hassan. I guess we must have had too much to drink and... had a little fun with eachother."

"Fuckin' hell-" You groaned, sitting back on your hips and making Graves take sharp breath in. He tried to wriggle you off, obviously not wanting your hips to be pressing down on that area any longer, but you stayed put.

You thought for a moment, having no recollection of anything dirty whatsoever but you were skeptical. His wriggling underneath you was obvious and you weren't stupid, you could feel him getting pent up. Your mind began to wander. What would the great Commander Phillip Graves look like getting fucked into an oblivion of a moaning, slutty mess? Now you just had to know.

"Phillip?" You cooed innocently, looking down at him through your lashes.

"Y-yeah?" He said, distracted. He was still trying to shift underneath you so his growing bulge wasn't as noticeable.

"I really can't remember last night..." You continued sweetly, tightening your thighs around his waist and stopping him from moving. Just for good measure, you wrapped your hand around his neck and shimmied your hips back onto his crotch, feeling everything.

Graves's head dropped back onto the pillows, a breath escaping his lips and dark blush spreading across his cheeks. You could read him like a book and he knew he was fucked. Literally.

You squeezed his neck lightly, still keeping up the sweet act. "I really can't remember what happened..." you pretended to pout, rocking your hips down. "Can you?" You purred, your sickly sweet voice sending shivers down Graves's spine. He shook his head desperately, biting the inside of his cheek to stop any sort of noise from escaping him.

"Shame." You sneered, your voice hardening back to it's usual cold and merciless tone. You leant down, your breath fanning over the shell of his ear. "Maybe we should try again. Have a redo...? How about I make you remember?"

Graves eyes widened and he swallowed hard, his breathing a little heavier as he tried not to meet your gaze. He didn't even know how you both ended up in the same room, he infuriated you and he knew that. Your revenge would be brutal and he knew you would push him until he broke apart beneath you. Nonetheless, he couldn't deny the way his body reacted to your touch.

"Please d-do..." He muttered, barely audible.

"What was that?" You asked, acting as if you hadn't heard him. For good measure you rolled your hips downwards, making him grunt. Your gaze was cold, practically drilling into his soul. "I can't hear you." You smirked cruelly, rocking your hips backwards against him yet again.

"Please.." He whispered, face burning with embarrassment. "Please make me remember.." You raised your eyebrow, leaning down to him and squeezing his neck once more.

"Ask nicely." You cooed, your breath fanning over the shell of his ear.

"Please.." Graves practically whimpered, his heart thumping in his chest. "Please show me.. fuck me.. please~". You were a ruthlessly deadly animal and he knew the only way he could survive your wrath was to give up any remains of his pride or control.

You gritted your teeth in satisfaction at his response, squeezing his throat and rocking your hips brutally against his bulge. He choked out a moan, grasping for your waist. You quickly denied him, gripping both his wrists in one hand and pinning them over his head, keeping your other hand tightly around his throat.

"God fucking dammit Graves.." You growled in his ear, your lower half pressed harshly against his groin.

"I'm gonna fucking ruin you. Make you scream my name like the pathetic, needy, little slut you are." You sneered softly, your lips brushing his ear.

The gravelly sound of your voice and the feeling of your breath made Graves heart skitter in his chest, his breath heaving in pure need as you whispered those filthy words in his ear. He couldn't help himself, a pathetic noise leaving his lips as he closed his eyes. It was too much, you were playing with him like a cat plays with a wounded mouse.

"Please..." He whimpered, his breathy weak voice higher than usual as he gasped for air. "Please don't stop. Be mean to me. Ruin me.."

You couldn't control yourself any longer, your primal urges exploding through your veins like a roaring tsunami of wild lust and vicious needs to destroy him. Your hand squeezed down on his neck completely, roughly bucking your hips against his naked crotch. He coughed and let his head fall back onto the mattress, crying out in pleasure.

"You filthy little bitch." You spat, keeping your hand tightly around his neck and lifting your hips up to yank off your panties once more. His breath came in ragged, breathy gasps as you dragged your thumb down his shaft and slicking him up with his own precum.

He shuddered beneath you, attempting to catch his breath but you gave no mercy. You thrust his length deep inside your warmth, making him choke back a cry of pleasure and arch his back upwards as your walls tightened viciously around him.

"F-fuck~" He moaned brokenly, pathetically trying to buck his hips upwards into you. "Ple-ase~"

Your frustrations for this man only intensified your need to fuck him stupid, make him sob and cry in pleasure until he apologized for the non-existent reason he pissed you off.

You slapped him hard across the face, making him practically cum right then and there.

"Please what?" You said coldly, your own steely tone surprising you although you didn't show it.

You clenched around him, making him whimper as he struggled to pull his hand from your vice-like grip. Your hips moved slowly on his beautiful shaft, making you sigh softly as you used him for your pleasure. He bit his lip to stifle his lewd noises, trying to stay on your good side.

"Please.. use me as your toy darlin'.." he gasped out, his American accent more prominent with desperation as you moved yourself painfully slowly up and down his thick length. "I need more~"

You hummed in reply, his cock beautifully moulding your insides to his shape and spreading a molten hot feeling of pleasure throughout your body. Maybe, just maybe, you could warm up to him.

"Please ma'am.. I'm beggin' you~" he whispered, doing his best to stay still and not make too much noise. "Fuck me."

Oh he was being such a good boy. It made you want to praise him, kiss him, give him what he wanted and most importantly, use him. You stayed like that for a while, torturing him with slow, sadistic pleasure as he tried to muffle his groans and whines by turning his head and biting down on the pillows.

Soon enough, you caved, the temptation of breaking him down into a messy slut became too much. You wanted to destroy him. Make his eyes roll back until he cried out so loudly his neighbours would know you by name.

You drew yourself up, leaving just his pretty pink tip inside you before slamming your hips down with a grunt of pleasure.

Graves moaned, the fabric of the pillow dropping from his lips as slurred strings of 'thank you's and 'fuck me's and 'ma'am please's were torn from his throat as you rode him hard.

Your skin slapped against his, the bed rocking with the force of your frustrated, pounding downward thrusts. You let out nothing but harsh panting breaths and the occasional rough groan since you were two busy focused on the man breaking down beneath you.

His hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, his eyes rolling back as tears of pure ecstasy trickled down his cheeks. Drool slipped from the corner of his kiss-bitten lips as uncontrollable moans and choked sobs were ripped from his throat. He looked gorgeous.

Not a minute and a half in, Graves tensed up and his back arched, his eyes squeezing shut as a gravelly cry was pulled from the bottom of his lungs. He came hard, thick ropes of his release painting your insides as he lost his mind.

He went limp as his body was spent, but no, you didn't stop. You would never stop. Not until you had done exactly what he begged so sweetly for..

You were going to use him until your name died on his lips.

He looked up at you with bleary eyes, his mind foggy as you kept him hard inside you, overstimulating and using his pretty cock. He couldn't even form words to thank you, he just looked up at you in complete reverence as tears dripped from his long blonde lashes.

You let go of his wrists and neck, cupping his face before leaning down and kissing him sweetly. The action was so gentle and full of praise compared to the merciless thrusts of your hips. You held his hands, guiding one down to press his thumb against your swollen clit.

With each piston of your hips, a wave of pleasure rocked through your body from the delicious friction making you moan lowly into Graves's mouth. He would whimper in return, squeezing your other hand while he rubbed gentle circles onto your clit as you rode.

Soon enough your high came rushing through your body. It hit you like a freight train, your body tensing and trembling as you clenched and constricted around Graves. Your mouth dropped open in a silent moan as your eyes rolled back, your release soaking the sheets beneath you.

Your tightness sent Graves crashing over the edge into euphoria and he cried out loudly, his moans interrupted by desperate gasps for air.

You lay your head on his shoulder as you both went limp, the room silent except for the heavy panting of both parties. He gently removed his hand from between you two, keeping the other tightly holding yours. He gently ran his fingers down your lightly scarred back, eventually drawing up the courage to hug you close.

A gentle, breathless laugh escaped your lips, making him smile to himself.

"Do I still piss you off, darlin'?" he asked softly, his voice raspy from moaning and panting.

"Most definitely.." you replied, your tone of voice giving away the small amount of fondness you had for this insufferable American.

NOTE: I AM SO SORRY FOR DOING THIS SO LATE. I GOT THIS ASK IN JANUARY. ANON I HOPE YOU SEE THIS, I APOLOGIZE 😭🙏

Mentions: @ch3rrys0da-tv , @expressodecafdepresso , @nanami-kento-simp , @f0xtr0x

And my special CoD babygirl simp @toshidou (I tagged you just in case 🤫)

[morroodle]

How I feel about various Morro relationships:

I'm bored and I wanna ramble. I headcannon morro as aroace (definitely not me projecting) and don't really care for shipping him but there are some I don't mind, so I thought I'd share my thoughts on various pairings both platonic and romantic (and some qprs)

Morro and Lloyd (green cousins)

Platonic: yes yes green cousins my beloved they mean so much to me

Morro and Kai (destiny duo)

Platonic: is it really platonic if they hate eachother? God they would be hilarious together. Theyre both little shits and they would bounce off eachother so well

Romantic: I kinda love it. Theyre just,,, "you should be addicted to shutting the fuck up" "you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid" and it's so funny. I like it more casually, as a background or light thing, not so much serious

Qpr: they would never

Morro and Cole (ghost duo/sandstorm)

Platonic: they would be very chill friends. Morro helps Cole with ghost things, Cole helps Morro with being alive and they bond over music. Morro isn't cuddly but sometimes he needs Cole to squish him back into his body

Romantic: yea ok. I think it would be sweet and very similar to their friendship

Qpr: oh yea now that's the good shit. Gimme gimme. I am mentally ill.

Morro and Zane (blizzard?)

Platonic: yea ok. I think they could be friends in a very chill way (pun not intended), and morro would love once zane becomes more sassy. They cook together :D

Romantic: ehhhhh??? I don't see it but if it happened to be in a fic I wouldn't care

Qpr: same as romantic

Morro and Jay (storm duo?)

Platonic: not so much a friendship as it is morro constantly terrorizing Jay. Jay loves showing morro new modern stuff but morro is too much of a little shit for that

Romantic: they would never

Qpr: no

Morro and Nya (wojira duo)

Platonic: yes absolutely I love them dearly. They are besties your honor

Romantic: no

Qpr: no

Morro and Pixal (I don't think they have a duo name)

Platonic: yes absolutely. Kinda similar vibes to him and Nya. Morro is absolutely invited to girls night

Romantic: no why

Qpr: again no

Morro and Wu

Your honor that's his dad

Morro and Garm

There's so much potention for fun shenanigans AND emotions. Wu's his dad and Garm's his uncle. Garm absolutely snuck him cookies when he was little

Morro and Harumi (I think they have a duo name but I don't know it)

Platonic: hell yea hating Lloyd besties. They would get along so well when they're both evil and they would slay so much

Romantic: hard no

Qpr: I don't see it

Morro and Echo (citrus)

Platonic: sure. I really like how it's done in the fic too weird to live too rare to die. Echo is wholesome and morro is not.

Romantic: honestly don't care for it. I don't mind it and there's definitely yummy art but I don't know where this paring came from

Qpr: maybe? I feel like they could cuddle

Morro and Benthomar (Seabreeze)

Platonic: similar to echo? Except I understand it less I think. Again no idea where this pairing came from

Romantic: again similar to echo except I think I like it a little more

Qpr: I don't really see it but my mind could be changed

I think that's all the main ones? Idk if I think of more I wanna talk about I'll add on. In conclusion ghost duo qpr my beloved

[ihavemanyhusbands]

PLEASE do a part 2 of the latina reader and richie where they confess eachothers feelings🙏🏼🙏🏼

EEEEEK HERE GOES!!

———

Well into the night, when the music was louder and the second round of food was being prepared, you and Richie found yourselves off to one side.

Most people were drunk at that point, singing with their full chests. For a while you’d been part of the singing crowd, but your vocal chords definitely needed a break.

You and Richie sat next to each other on your old swing set, swaying back and forth absently as you overlooked the reverie.

“Oh no, your cousin keeps trying to get onto the fuckin’ table. How much you wanna bet he’s gonna smash right through it,” Richie laughed.

“He’s actually done that before,” you said, unable to help laughing as well. “And you know what? Something tells me you’d probably do some shit like that, too.”

He snorted, “Eventually, it’s possible. I don’t want to look bad in front of your family, though.”

“Oh, I don’t think you could. They really like you!”

“I like them, too. I love spending time with you guys,” he said, lapsing into pensive silence for a moment as he looked on. “How about you? Do you like it when I totally intrude in your family parties?”

You shook your head, chuckling. “Please, I don’t consider it intruding. I-I like spending time with you, Richie. A lot.”

He looked over at you, his smile widening. “Wait, are you blushing right now?”

“Nope,” you said, averting your face, which was flushed even redder.

“Oh yeah? Do I make you nervous?” He teased, leaning closer so his swing was against yours. “Relax, girl. Esta bien. I don’t bite…. Unless you want me to.”

“Richie!” You exclaimed, smacking his arm and making him laugh. But his words still made your entire body tingle.

“I’m just fucking with you,” he said. “But in all seriousness though… I like spending time with you most of all.”

“What if we… went out somewhere. Just the two of us,” you ventured, surprising yourself with your sudden courage. Your heart started galloping immediately.

“Like, on a date?”

“U-um, yeaaaah?”

“Well, fuck yeah. I—wow, I guess I wasn’t expecting you to ask me out. That was going to be my next move,” he said, still reeling a little. “You beat my slow ass there. I just didn’t know if you…”

“Liked you like that?” You offered. “I do, I really do. We’re just kind of stupid, huh?”

He laughed once more, reaching his hand out to yours between the swings. You linked pinkies, glancing at each other before looking away.

“Yeah, we kind of are. Me, especially. I like you so much it’s kinda embarrassing,” he said. “See? You got me all giddy and shit.”

You were smiling so wide your cheeks hurt. “Well, I’m glad my mom was right about the Tequila earlier. If not, we’d probably need an intervention.”

——

[bitchkay]

The court of darkness tag is looking lonely. Who’s your favorite consort and why?

I'm indecisive😶

I feel like this is common knowledge but I'm so deeply in love with Tino

kaytino is so real

He makes me so fuzzy inside🥰🥰

Tino is just such good soul, it genuinely hard to hate him like if you don't like Tino I don't trust you, im not talking hes just not your taste cus we all like different flavors no like if you genuinely dislike the man just say you hate green flags🙄✋🏽

Tinos just so considerate and accommodating and he has to be cus he deals with Lynt everyday who most notably takes life at his own pace but hes also so incredibly kind with these qualities to back him up

Tinos truely a nurturer at heart and takes great pride in taking care of the people he cares about but hes also a person you can really put your trust in an relax around, you wanna take care of him as much as he wants to take care of you

I think also because hes a person you can really trust is why I wanna fuck him so bad--

NO CUS--

Tino would never hurt me, not intentionally anyway plus Tinos a fucking freak in the sheets I would genuinely let him do whatever he wants to me

And Tino usually nervous and unsure of himself so when he takes control I'm like😳✨✨✨

I need him carnally

Baby girls can also be Daddys🙄✋🏽

Another obvious one but I love love love Rio, hes my man

My man my man my man

Hes so friends to lovers coded and I love me some friends to lovers

Hes so sweet and nice but also so open minded and sure of himself

Hes also a foodie, you cant go wrong with a boy that keeps you fed

Sometimes I feel like we go a little bit far with the whole him being oblivious thing cus hes not fully oblivious, at least to the definition of oblivious like yeah I love my himbo king and I love them when they're a little bit stupid but hes not child, I'd be more concerned with him not understanding the basic mechanics of sex as a grown adult then him just not getting the jist of certain things or cues the first time around

Sometimes it's funny, hilarious even but I digress

I feel like I've said this a bunch of times already but Rio just gives off this nostalgic feeling of new experiences almost like young love but not

Its like a growing feeling, like a love that can only get deeper with age, a love that started from nothing but a seedling into a well nurtured flower

Not just growing but growing together, figuring it out, helping eachother

Hes also so gentle like Rios 6'2 and buff, he knows his strength and doesn't wanna hurt you

My gentle giant♡

I would sit on his

That too anyway--

I would sit on his back while he does push up

And I'd praise him saying hes so strong

I'd be like Rio you're so strong☺️☺️

and hed be like thank you sunbeam and flex his biceps for me♡

Rios also good with kids

Rio would make an amazing father

I would know

Anyway

I also wanna fuck

Rios sexy yall

And hes also a person you can really trust like Rios not the type of person to betray someone trust if anything I think Rio would treat other people's trust as a gift and holds it with pride

In others words if he wanted me to do a split on it IMMA DO A SPLIT ON IT‼ 🤸🏽‍♀️🤸🏽‍♀️

Anyway lastly Lance

My husband

Need it say more I love Lance with all my heart

Its pretty much all here

I love his mind and the way he thinks, I feel like Lance doesn't think hes a good person but in his heart he is, perhaps he doesn't follow the rules all the and talks back but his moral compass has never been wrong

Listen when I say I like bad boys I don't mean the leather jacket motorcycle vandalism type, I mean, would overthrow the government if he had the chance, questions authority and would break the law for a person in need

The leather jacket and motorcycle stuff is a plus tho--

Lance's worldview comes largely from the fact that he spent a good portion of his childhood raised by his mother living out of a beat up tent in the desert and really poor, he was apart of the resistance before he found out he was the son of the king and even then hid the fact that he was a prince from the resistance so he can still help them

Something I really like about Lance is his unexpected kindness, lance is mean, hes rude, he has impenetrable walls built up around himself but hes also respectful to those that deserve respect, and theres not one time where he sees someone that needs help and doesn't do it

He likes animals and animals like him too, children like him, I'm sure old people like him aswell

He kinda reminds me of Ryoji Ryukai from bad boys do it better but with less teenage angst lol and a little less of a tsundere

Also I wanna try Lance's smokes🤭🤭

Irian cigars👀👀

What's their weed like

You're telling me the smoke is purple⁉️⁉️

Lance dosen't smoke much after getting with MC which is understandable however I wanna try it like

I happen to be an enjoyer of oui'd

We can exchange 💨💨

You hit my dap I'll hit your pipe we give each other feedback

I'm talking as if I'm a stoner guys I swear I'm not

Don't do drugs kids😠☝🏽

Anyway

Me and Lance are actually pretty similar in the way we operate and carry ourselves

Very independent and like our own space but a good listener and open minded, opinionated but susceptible to change.

Something I really like about Lance and Mc is that MC is the yapper and Lance is the listener, and I think that's really beautiful I think every yapper needs their listeners and it's cute cus even if he may look uninterested he really is hanging on to every word she says♡

I wanna be his listener♡

I know lance doesn't express himself as much but I know he also has things to say and I wanna be the one to listen to him

Maybe he doesn't have much to say I'll still ask him how his day went♡ I'm interested in you baby, I like to hear your voice♡

I also Lance's I love voice, like every time I hear it I'm like😩😩

I hear on the title screen and I'm done for😵💫

No cus all hes saying is 'Makai Ouji to miwaku no nightmare' but his voice us so deep and sexy I want him

Lance's voice actor really deserves that raise, they feeding the girlies good😌

I also wanna fuck him

Like

Lance is in fact the hottest character in this game I'm sorry I had to tell the truth

If I was to rank the characters on attractiveness I would in fact put Lance at the top yes I would

Cus lance is so fineee

I wanna oil him up and throw him on the bed😩

Or the other way around👀

Either or👀

Lance has never disappointed in an epilogue that's my man right there

Freak in the fucking sheets

It started with his mischief ending.

[disapoimeq]

Hi stupid (???) trio hcs that make no sense

Idk their trio name lol anyways I'll probably be editing this from time 2 time

Randoms

Julius celebrates his birthday usually w others in like parties but he has a specific reserved time for when he spends it w Vince and Jesús

Jesús usually expects ppl not to hang out w him much in his birthday cuz yknow its Christmas and ppl are busy but Vince and Julius never fail to make it and they set their other plans aside 4 him!

Vincent hates celebrating his birthday and usually tries to forget abt it but Julius and Jesús don't allow him to n they make sure he spends it well and enjoys it!!

Tried to keep eachother calm in the anxiety episode but failed 💀

Julius likes writing

Jesús like crafting

Vincent likes painting DUH!!

#perfect team:)

Vincent likes going on long calls with em when he paints and Julius usually just leaves it in the background whilst he does other things,Jesús sleeps on call sometimes

Julius switches his wreath w Jesús' halo when they're bored

They rarely fight and when they do it never lasts LMFAO bros cannot stay mad at eachother

+Julius is usually forward or honest w his issues, Jesús doesn't wanna spend his time angry at any of them, and Vincent just needs a bit of time to himself and he'll feel ok with them again

Vincent prone to sickness

Jesús prone to injury

Julius too many near death experiences

Julius and Jesús like having long talks when they walk home together

Julius pours milk first 😔

Jesús does it either way

Vincent doesnt like the texture of cereal

Julius has bad allergies most the time

Vincent has asthma

Jesús gives good advice and never fails to encourage Vincent atleast a bit

Julius and Jesús like getting summer jobs so they can be co-workers

One time Jesús said a random ass joke but Vincent legit found it so funny bro still laughs about it even weeks later

Julius usually takes the blame when they get in trouble for stupid stuff

Sometimes they have to drag Vincent out the art room to have lunch with them or they just eat with him there

Jesús always puts his arm on their shoulders or clings onto them when they walk

JULIUS SOMEHOW NEVER GETS SICK so like he doesn't care if the other two are sick he still not gonna leave them alone

They don't take pics with each other much but when they do it actually looks really good/wholesome:)

Julius talks about them too much and brags about them all the time

Vincent questions most of their decisions honestly

Julius and Jesús childhood pals

They wanna be roommates in college smh

Sleepover fesitivies

Julius slept first in one sleepover n woke up to his face with scribbles and doodles 💀

Sometimes they get prank calls from Gandhi in the middle of the night and they're just like UGHHH AGAIN!?!?!

Julius sleeps first wakes up 2nd

Jesús sleeps 2nd wakes up first

Vincent never sleeps./j

Plays boardgames occasionally

Julius literally will do any dare you give him in truth or dare

Jesùs somehow always wins Uno

Vincent sucks at charades/heads up, actually just guessing games in general

Doesn't tell eachother scary stories, doesn't fuck with ghosts and minds their business 😭

Sleepovers usually occur in Julius' house but after school they usually hang out more in Vincent's

Julius is a heavy sleeper and only wakes up if the noise is really loud

Vincent kicks when he sleeps 💀

Uhh idk what else ill add later lolll 😹

[eddiemunson-fanfic]

Okay I have a weirdly specific angst/hurt/comfort one. What if reader and Eddie got into a fight and Eddie said something REALLY out of pocket and reader is already going through a rough time and this just pushes them over the edge so they go home and attempt suicide and they end up in the hospital Eddie finds out and is just overwhelmed with guilt and stays by reader’s bedside and he just keeps apologising and telling reader he loves them.

oooouuuh, okayokay, i'll do my best, and hope you like it! :')

I trusted you.

Eddie Munson x Plus size!FM!Reader

Warnings: This entire story can be triggering. Mention of suicide attempt, mentioning of rape, mentioning of selfharm. Summary: Eddie had been your safe space for so long. He was the one you felt like you could open up to about anything, and he was the only one who didn't use your past against you like everyone else in your past had done. You had a hard time opening up to someone, so being able to trust your boyfriend was a breath of fresh air. Little did you know he would do you so wrong, just as everyone else did.

Eddie knew. He knew how much of a hard time you had opening up about everything you've been through. He knew how fragile you were, especially in the sort of state you were in currently.

He watched you as you fell to your knees from the kitchen, making his heart jump out of his chest by the look of you. He couldn't move, but he screamed at himself to do so. He wanted nothing but to wrap his arms around you, but his stupid fucking legs wouldn't move an inch to comfort you. He just stood there, watching you break down in front of him. The scream you let out broke his heart even more.

An officer had came to the trailer just minutes before as you were cooking dinner together. It was a joyful evening all together, but this was the breaking point. It ruined you in an instant, and you struggled to keep yourself calm when you got the news.

You told Eddie you could speak to the officer by yourself, because Hopper was there too. Hopper was someone you felt as if you could trust just slightly. Especially since he helped you get out of the situation you were in. He helped you put him in jail, and he was like a father to you after he took you in.

Eddie wanted to join you, but you told him that you wanted to just hear what they had to say alone, as he finished up the dinner you were making. You kissed his cheek tenderly, before you whispered in his ear how you looked forward to the rest of the night with him before you left him in the kitchen. The both of you were smiling when you last looked at eachother.

You kinda knew when they arrived what it meant, but little did you know it would have such an impact on you in general. Eddie knew deep down too what the deal was, but he didn't wanna push himself onto you if you didn't want him there. He knew better.

It's been years, it shouldn't affect you like it did. But it did, and you hated how much control he still had over you.

You closed the door to the trailer as you followed them out to the porch, and Hopper greated you with a soft smile that didn't feel right. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

After you moved in with Eddie to get off of Hopper's back, you had been bumping into Hopper every now and then, and he was always happy to see you, always. No hidden agenda, just wanted to know you were doing okay. You lived under his roof for almost 12 years, ofcourse you meant something to him. Ofcourse he meant something to you. He was the one that tried to teach you that opening up about it wasn't a bad thing. It could help actually.

He wasn't too fond of you meeting Eddie, and especially not when you announced that he was your boyfriend. But who was he to reject you of being happy? He saw how healthy it was for you that Eddie was a part of your life. He saw how you opened up more, how you became a happy person again. He only wished he could do more than this. He wish he could keep you safe from that monster for life, but he tried to make it clear to you that this would one day happen. He would be free, and that was the case this time.

"I'm so sorry to be bearer of these news to you, but since you're his kid, you have the right to know" the police man next to Hopper said, and you went pale straight away. Your eyes big as saucers as you clutched onto the door handle, trying to steady yourself. Hopper coming to your rescue without hesitation as he helped you steady yourself.

This was too soon. Or maybe it wasn't. But you were not ready to face him just yet. You would probably never be ready to face him at all. He became a total monster after your mother passed away, and you wish you never had to re-live the last moment you saw him ever again. But you weren't so lucky.

It all came crashing down around you, and you struggled to breathe.

It had been getting gradually worse throughout the years after your mom passed. He started drinking, which was almost welcomed after your wife dies on you, but what followed was worse. He became angry. He became a monster. Everything you did was wrong. Everything you said was wrong. You had to watch your back at any single moment, and you were a pile of anxiety by the time it became more than verbally. When he first put his hands on you, you struggled to keep the bruises hidden. He learned quickly that he couldn't leave marks for everyone to see. He would lose you if he did.

He told you to keep quiet as he had his way with you. Told you that this is what good girls does for their daddy if they love them. And you did. You did love your dad. He was everything you had, and everything you knew. But it felt so wrong. It hurt. It hurt so bad, and you struggled to keep from crying. It happened more frequently too.

If he didn't get the hooker he had paid for to sleep with him, he took it out on you. Told you that this was right, and that this was what you were born to do. But it had to be kept a secret. And you kept it a secret. For so long.

It started when you were 6. And you didn't speak about it even after he got thrown in jail by the age you were 10. You didn't dare speak of it even when you knew and learned that it wasn't something someone usually did to their daughter. Every single friend you made past that age made you realise your dad was so in the wrong. The way he treated you was not something someone did to their daughter.

And you only realised it after you and a friend of yours that you were visiting for the night after Hopper took you in. You didn't realise your dad was not gonna come back, and you were making a mess in the dining room with the paint you were playing with, and her dad came into the dining room tsk'ing at you, making you stop dead in your tracks as your friend giggled at her dad.

"Girls, girls, girls.." he started, but he smiled. Wait, he smiled? Your dad did never. This was strange, but comforting at the same time.

"I'm sorry papa, we didn't mean to make a mess"

Her dad charged at her, laughing and she giggled even more, running around the table with her dad stalking her, making her giggle even more until he caught up to her, lifting her in the air upside down and shaking her playfully.

It made you giggle too, and you watched them as they laughed together. So this was how normal dads treated their daughters. This was love.

You felt someone touch your shoulder as you came down to it again. You were inside the trailer now, and you didn't even realise you had gone inside. But you remember what had happened just seconds before. He was free. He could come find you at any given moment. That creeping feeling of anxiety came crashing down on you again, making it hard for you to focus. Making it hard for you to not rush to hurt yourself.

"He is out, Eds" you heard Hopper faintly say behind you as Eddie's arms wrapped around you, holding you close. A soft "shit" leaving Eddie's lips as he held you. You felt as if you couldn't breathe. But you tried. Oh how you tried. You couldn't control it, and you just sat there, your nails digging into the soft flesh of Eddie's arm, making him whince just slightly from the pain as you tried to ground yourself. Trying to let the scent of him surround you. To calm you. Like it normally did.

You were having a panic attack. You were completely out of your mind, and you wish you could focus on your boyfriend in front of you, trying to keep you calm. But you just couldn't. He was out.

You got him imprisoned, and he could be out to get you again. He could make your life a living hell. But it's been years. You should be over this now, shouldn't you? But everything came crashing down once you got the news. They didn't really finish giving you the news before you saw black either. But you knew.

They let him go, despite the stuff he did to you. He was a free man now, and there was nothing you could do about it.

Eddie tried his best to get your attention, but there was no use. You were as if frozen in time. You had no clue how long you had been sitting on the floor by now. It must have been hours, because your entire body was hurting by now. You were so stiff, but you couldn't even give a shit about it. What was the most freakiest shit right now, was that you didn't even blink. And it freaked Eddie out.

"Babe? Please, come back to me, please" he begged, but you were not responding at all.

He touched your cheek, which made you flinch, screaming as you jumped away from him.

"Don't you fucking touch me, you freak!" you screamed. In your head it was him. It was as if he was touching you again. You could feel it, even after all these years. It was him. It was that fucker who broke you years ago.

This struck a nerve with Eddie, and he saw black. The nickname freak was something he never thought would come out of your mouth. And especially not with such spite. It was as if your words were laced with venom. But he knew deep down it wasn't directed at him. He knew, which made it even worse that it came out of your mouth. That nickname you knew broke him down years ago.

He didn't think clearly as he opened his mouth again to speak, insulting you with his words. His words clearly laced with venom as he did.

"Oh, so I'm a freak, huh? What about the girl who fucked her own fucking dad? I wonder which one of us is the real freak here, because normal people don't do that!" he spat at you, and he regretted it straight away, seeing how it managed to get you back to earth, and you backed away from him even more, your back hitting the wall as you struggled to breathe again.

"I'm so sorr.." he started, but you stopped him.

"Get. Out"

"But.."

"GET OUT!" you screamed at him, and he did. He didn't even question it a second time, but he was fuming with anger. He didn't even know what for. Was it because you called him a freak, or was it because he managed to hurt you without it being his intention at all?

You knew what the nickname did to him, but he also knew that you were.. You know what? It didn't even matter. He was sick of this, so he ran. He probably shouldn't have, but he didn't give a damn at that minute. He wanted to get away, he wanted to get away from you. And he certainly didn't wanna stand by and get scolded for trying to help again.

He slammed the door so hard on his way out, making you flinch even more as your knees became weak, giving out under you.

How could your relationship even survive this?

Eddie drove until he couldn't see the road anymore through his tears. He was so mad. He didn't know if he was mad at himself, or if he was mad at you or the situation in itself. No, that was a lie. He hated himself so fucking bad. He used your past against you in the split of a fucking second, and he knew what everyone else in your life has ever done when you've opened up to them.

Eddie needed help. He needed help to say sorry to you. To show you how much he hated what he had done to you, but he couldn't turn around now. He needed time away to clear his head, and he knew someone who was good at listening when he needed it to. He just wished that he wouldn't turn his back on Eddie now that he needed it the most.

And you didn't know what to do. You have no idea how long you stood there completely frozen in time. You flinched when the door slammed after Eddie, and when you came to yourself again, the dark outside had started lightened slightly. The sun was on her way up, and you blinked away the last few tears that were stuck in your eyes as you shuddered slightly from the cold around you.

You felt the urge to do something. You could feel your brain getting darker and darker. You couldn't think clearly as your legs carried you to the door, locking it, before they carried you to the kitchen, picking up the pain killers after the accident Eddie had a few months back, and into the bathroom. You started the water before you laid down in the bathtub, wanting to end it all.

"You need to show her you're sorry, man, nothing else works" Steve said as he choked on a bit of smoke from the cigarette he was smoking as Eddie's leg bounced where he sat, dumping another cigarette into the ashtray as he lit another.

"I don't know how, I feel as if I ruined everything"

"I know, but you love her, don't you? You didn't really mean what you said, did you?" Steve asked carefully, not wanting to trigger Eddie as he saw how of a fragile state Eddie was in.

He just shook his head as he inhaled almost half of his cigarette before exhaling the smoke.

"No, but it was so out of pocket of me to say that shit man"

"Listen, I don't know what to tell you, because I don't know what you actually told her, but I know for a fact that she loves you. She has never opened up to anyone like she has done you, Eddie, and the way she looks at you, oh man, that's the purest form of love I've seen in ages"

This made Eddie relax just a tiny bit. But he had this feeling deep down in his gut that there was nothing to fix soon if he didn't hurry home to show you how sorry he was.

"You sure?" he asked Steve as he looked at him, dumping the cigarette into the ashtray as he jumped up from the couch, pacing back and forth.

Steve just nodded at him, giving him a smile.

"Shit, I really need to get home" Eddie said as he looked out the window. Seeing the sun creeping up between the trees in the backyard, as Steve ushered him out the door.

"Save her. Save your relationship. Please." Steve added as Eddie nodded, running to his car as he drove home again.

Something was terribly wrong. He could feel it.

And he wasn't wrong. The entire floor of the trailer was filled with water as he entered. Shit, shit, shit.

He ran to the bathroom, but you weren't there. Fuck. This was not good.

Little did he know that you were at the hospital when he came home. You were on the phone with Robin before you went into the bathroom. Robin became so scared for you, she begged Nancy to drive her to you so she could check up on you. You didn't sound like yourself, and something about the entire call made Robin feel uneasy about it all. And she was right. There was something wrong. She was just happy you had given her and Nancy each their own key to the trailer, so she was able to lock herself in. But the sight of you in the bathtub was not something she was ready for.

"Nance, help me!" she screamed at Nancy which was just outside the door, since Robin said she wanted to check on you herself.

Nancy came bargin in the bathroom door as Robin struggled to get you out of the bathtub, storming to help her.

"We need to get her to the hospital!"

Nancy checked for your pulse, and it was there, but faintly. If it weren't for them coming at the time they did, you would've been long gone by now.

"Steve, she's not here, and the entire trailer is filled with water from the bathtub!" Eddie exclaimed into the phone, making Steve whince slightly from how loud he spoke.

"Calm down, you sure she's not in the trailer?"

"Yes, for fuck sake man! This trailer ain't that god damn big!" he was starting to get angry now, and it pissed him off that Steve was so calm about it all. If only Eddie knew how stressed Steve actually was. But he couldn't show Eddie he was, or else he would freak out even more.

He needed to know where you were, and that fast.

"Tried asking Robs?" Steve said calmly. Shit, how have he not thought of calling Robin or Nancy, your two best friends. But out of everyone, he called fucking Steve. Which he knew didn't know where you were.

"Let me call Robs, and you call Nance, okay?" Steve said calmly, and Eddie nodded into the phone, not thinking about the fact that Steve couldn't see him.

"Shit, yes, bye" he ushered as he hang up the phone, on his way to call Nancy as the phone rang before he could dial her number.

"I don't have time for thi..."

"She's here" Hopper said into the phone, abruptly stopping Eddie from barking more into the phone.

"Where's here?"

"Hospital" Hopper announced as the line went dead. Eddie was already on his way to the hospital, his eyes foggy with tears as he could barely focus on the road. Shit, get your shit together, get to her in one piece.

Fuck, this was not good.

He barely managed to stop his car at the hospital before he opened the door to barge into the hospital. He needed to know you were okay, and his mind was storming with emotions as he ran to the front desk, basically screaming your name to the nurse behind it.

She told him your room, a bit frightened of his outburst, and he almost flew through the corridor, onto the right floor as he stopped right in front of your door. Hoping for the absolute best to meet him when he opened the door.

Robin, Nancy and Hopper were there already when he opened the door. Go figure, but oh how happy he was to see them all. Hopper came towards him, with a sad look on his face as he catched a small glimpse of you in the bed, a tube down your throat to help you breathe as Nance and Robin held each of your hand on either side of the bed.

"She's stable, but she's not awake yet" Hopper said, barely loud enough for Eddie to notice what he said, but loud enough nonetheless before he let Eddie pass to you. His feet barely moving him forward as he took in the sight of you in the bed. The sight breaking his heart into thousand pieces. Nancy coming to his side to lead him to the side where she was sitting beside your bed.

"It's okay, Eds, we know what happened, Hopper told us"

But you didn't know how foul I was with her.

He sat down beside you as he took your hand into his own, rubbing soft circles on your palm as he tried to focus on not crying. Again.

"I'm so sorry baby, I should've never left you, I'm sorry" he whispered, biting back tears as he did.

He have no idea how long he sat there, just holding your hand, feeling the pulse of your heart beating, trying to relax and be happy that you were still alive. Still with him. He wanted to thank Robin and Nancy when they told him how they found you. But he just couldn't. He was so mad at himself for leaving you.

"I'm so fucking sorry, please, come back to me, please, please, please, I can't live without you princess, I'm so fucking sorry" he whispered through his tears, holding onto your hand.

He must have fallen asleep, which he didn't even remember, but he woke up, still holding onto your hand in the chair beside your bed. But he woke up from you removing your hand from his, which made him panic.

"Baby?" he spoke softly, noticing how you were looking around the room, your eyes barely open, but open enough to notice you were awake.

"Hi, I'm here, it's okay, you're safe" he said softly, lifting himself up from the chair slightly to hover over you to brush some loose strands of hair from your face, cupping your cheek when he was done, which made you whince away from him.

It hurt seeing you this startled, but he tried to keep his cool, remembering how you ended up there in the first place.

"It's me, it's Eds" he reassured you, which made you relax once you heard his voice.

You couldn't talk, but you wanted to. Your throat hurt, but you were happy to be staring into your boyfriend's eyes, a single tear running down your cheek, but he wiped it away carefully as he smiled at you.

"I'm here, and I'm not leaving, but I have to tell the nurses you're awake"

"Don't bother, already done" Hopper said from across the room as Eddie's head shot to the side where he was standing as a nurse came into the room to check on you.

"Good to see you're awake" the nurse said as she did her check up, replacing the tube in your throat with oxygen up your nose instead before leaving the room again to fetch a doctor or whatever. Eddie didn't care what she did, because you were back with him again. You were alive, and he promised himself to get better at watching out for you. He would never leave your side ever again after this.

"Fuck baby, never scare me like that again, please" Eddie begged softly, brushing your cheek as you leaned into his touch, welcoming the affection he was giving you.

"I'm so fucking sorry, for everything" he said after a while, his tears uncontrollable as he tried to compose himself. You groggily coming back to earth as your entire body shuddered with cold.

It took you some time to get back to yourself, but when you did, you couldn't do anything but to wrap your arms arounds Eddie's neck, crying into his neck as he wrapped his arms around you, letting you cry.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry" he cried with you, feeling such guilt it could strangle him alive. He felt awful for what he said to you, and he felt awful for leaving you when you needed him the most.

"You know I love you, right?" Eddie asked after a while, drying both your tears as he sat up, you scooting over in bed to make room for him, and he noticed what you wanted him to do.

He climbed into bed with you, letting you cuddle close to him, wrapping his arms around you as softly as he could as you let him embrace you.

"I'll leave you kids alone for a minute" Hopper announced before he left the room.

"I'm sorry" you spoke softly into Eddie's chest, which made him chuckle.

"You don't need to say sorry, princess, I was so in the wrong, and I regret it so fucking much." he said, placing a soft kiss to the top of your head as he inhaled the scent of you.

"I am truly fucking sorry for being a douchebag towards you. I should've known better, so sorry, it will never happen again, I promise you"

"I love you"

"I love you more" he said, before you fell asleep in his arms again, feeling as safe as ever.

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[summertimebabez]

JJ Maybank - Do you still love me? Part 1

Y/N P.O.V.

Me and JJ have been dating for almost 3 years. I love him with all my heart. He is the dream boyfriend. He opens the door for me, he respects me, he cares abut me. I am so in love with JJ Maybank. I admit it. When he holds me at night I feel safe and secure. Everytime he talks to me I feel butterflies forming in my stomach. I still remember the first time we met. The moment replays in my head as I lay in bed. The moment we met was special. I really fell for him as stupid as that sounds.

The first time we met we were drunk and high so, we ended up making out but didn't do anything else. He took me back to the chateau into John B's spare room and we passed out shortly after we laid down on his bed.

As I lay in bed I fantasize about my future with him until I'm inturrupted by a knock on the door. " Come in. " I said. Sarah came in with a grim look on her face smiling widely. We stared at eachother for a solid 10 minutes until I broke the silence between us by saying, " What? " Sarahs smile just got even wider which I didn't think it was humanly possible to smile that wide. She finally said " We are going out today. So get ready. " " But, I just wanna relax. " " I don't care. We are going. Get dressed. " " Where are we going. " She then walks to the door and walks out and yells back from the hall " Oh, and wear something hot. " I do as she says. I wear a cute pink top, jean shorts, and some sandles.

When I leave the room Sarah says " Damn. Spicy Mama. " That's when I notice JJ sitting on his phone not even noticing me. Then Kie said " I'd tap that ass. Come over here Y/N. " It's only then that I see him finally look at me. He doesn't say anything. He just walks past me bumping into me. " Fuck is his problem? " John B asks. " Maybe he's on his period." Kie said jokingly. " Maybe we should get him snacks and tampons. " Sarah jokes while histaricly laughing. " Y'all are dying." says John B looking slightly concerned at the two girls. " If you die just know I'm not going to save you. I'm off duty. " Pope says as serious as he could but soon after all four of them are laughing.

I just go to the bathroom and lock the door. I start crying silently. I then do my makeup and it's time to go. When we all are in the twinkie JJ sits opposite of me by pope and kie. He puts his arm around her as if they were dating but she's with pope and he's with me. I felt like crying. Sarah who was next to be whispered " You ok? " " Ya, don't worry 'bout me. " She gave me a look that tells me she doesn't beleive me. She then looks at JJ. I saw sarah pull out her phone and text him something. He then looks at me then starts to fidget with his rings.

JJ P.O.V.

When I heard Kie say that about Y/N only then I noticed her with a smile on her face when she met my eyes. I then got a call from my dad. I got up abruptly and nudged her. I didn't notice though. During the call I heard them joking about me being on my period which was dumb as fuck. I then saw Y/N go into the bathroom her lower lip quivering. I then heard the lock. She was crying I could hear it even over my dad yelling and the rest of the pogues laughing.

When I was done with the phone call I heard everyone going into the twinkie. I went in and instead of going to sit next to Y/N I sat next to Kie and pope. I put my arm around her. I didn't look at Y/N not once. I then felt my phone vibrate. I looked expecting a text from my dad but instead I was met with a text from sarah saying;

'What the Actual Living Fuck. You're dating Y/N not Kie. So get over yourself and comfort your girl. Can't you see she's not ok? Your being a class-A dick right now.'

That's when I look at Y/N. She is on the verge of crying. I felt bad. I started playing with my rings instead of comforting her.

At the party

Y/N P.O.V.

The music was blasting. The party was at some random persons house. I needed to get away from everything. I went upstairs to find a quiet place. I went into the first door that was unlocked. To my dismay I found JJ ontop of some random girl fucking her. They didn't notice me until kie found me and took sveral pictures and videos and sent it to the group chat. He checked his phone and saw it. He looked behind him to see me. I was just frozen in shock. I started to walk away when he quickly got dressed and chased after me. I went back to John B's house. When I got there I went straight to me and JJ room. He showed up shortly after. He was in the front yard pacing. I started to pack my stuff and leave. When I went out of the front door everyone's heads turned to me. I started to walk away from everyone. JJ noticed me and started to run after me.

He started calling y name but I was too mesmorized to speak. All I could feel was anger and rage. If he kept pushing I would end up snapping. He grabbed my arm. " Babe, wait." " I'm not your babe anymore remember. You just cheated on me like 30 minutes ago. " " Please forgive me she didn't mean anything to me. " " JJ, get your hands off of me before you don't have hands anymore. " " Woah there tiger calm down. " I started walking away he called after me. I turned around and said. " FUCK YOU JJ MAYBANK. I HOPE YOU GO TO HELL." When I turn around I'm met by rafe's gaze. "Fuck" I say to myself. The girl JJ was fucking somehow found me and started punching me.

It was Rafe's girlfriend. Figures. I then start beating her ass, she was about to die but, I decide to make her blackout. I then stand up and say " Next time you fuck someone's boyfriend don't fuck mine. " " OH AND FYI JJ WE ARE OVER. " Rafe rushes to her and slaps her.

He then follows me and slaps my ass. I go to the Cameron Mansion to have a sleepover with Sarah because she spent the night due to a disagreement with John B. I then felt a hand corress my cheek when I woke up I saw...

[hibiscussoupbowl]

Yk what ive already made all my statements abt the teen wolf movie on instagram but imma say it here

As much as i love and breath teen wolf, its not the perfect show which is fine bc recognizing that is what makes its good. The thing is the movie? Godawful. The one thing i can appreciate is that the movie had an opening and the graohic design was cool

My problems with it?

-the plotline being abt allison. I think alisson (is it allison or alisson?) Is a fine character especially in s3, however, you killed her off. That whole s3 ending was abt her dying and isaac leaves BECAUSE of allison dying. Now ur gonna reopen that plotline that was TIED OFF? Ur not even gonna get stiles or isaac back into play even tho theyre arguably the most important for that season. And ur not gonna tell us how s6 ended??? Even with a flashforward of 2 years??

-the fbombs. Im sorry, what? U make a show that doesnt use f bombs at all and u make it creepy and horror but when u make the movie thats r rated meaning u can go even harder... u use it on fbombs? Might i add in the worst way possible. "Darkness motherfucker" wow. It just sounds so cringey. Either use it once meaningfully or dont drop one at all. U managed to make s3 be creepy without it do it again

-why the absolute fuck was liam in japan. By the hour and a half mark that question wasnt explained and it never was. Him and this girl hikari (whos gr8 actually) are just in japan and i guess own a bar??? I dont even know what they are to eachother let alone how they ended up there. I only knew that they love eachother bc they say that in jpn but like still??? Is it a sibling ily or a were dating and ily?

-the actors. Im sorry but if ur gonna get all these actors like masons and parrish and malia and whoever but u give them like what one line? Mason had legit like 2 lines in that movie. And u dont even know how he beacme a police officer! He just is! And they dont even say anything abt corey??? U could easily get his actor i know he aint doin anything rn. Liam and hikari? Also have like 3 lines in the movie

-personal thing lol but not everyone looks good with a beard and a shaved head

-lydia and stiles. Just bc u coudnt get dylan obrien cuz hes like the most succesful does NOT mean u just break up the couple that u built for six. seasons. You couldve said literally anything you couldve said stiles was dealing with some fbi shit or another supernatural disaster. Lydia having the dream? Tragic but stiles wouldnt have cared bc he loves her and wouldve just wanted to be with her forever.

-how can u not tell us who elis mother is. We ALLLL wanna know who derek banged im sorry but he slept with the enemy like three times and with his history and family history everyone just wants to know who it was.

-dereks death. WHAT THE FUCK this man survived a *pipe* going thru his back for like 10 minutes and survived, got brutally slashed and survived and ur telling me he died by magical fire. Sure teen wolf sure.

-if ur gonna introduce a character like alec in the season finale, bring him into play somehow recast him idc but do smt. Even nolan! Someone !

-what was with the whole nogitsune temple thing?? It was so... not scary at all and it looked bad. Like idk it was just so kiddy. Like oh noooo we re trapped bc we re tied to a pole with rope -_-

-sorry but again why continue a plotline that has been tied off? And not continue with the one that was open ended when u cant even get the significant actors for the s3 plotline? Bring daniel sharman into play, medicis over he has the freetime.

-malia and scott breaking up is also stupid bc again they were "endgame" and they had no reason to break up other than the fact that allison was alive again and for plot reasons.

-harrison coming back was so stupid i was so glad they killed him off even tho i guess they never found his body. I was hoping

-are argent and melissa not dating anymore? Its been like 3 months since ive seen the movie so i dont rememeber that but if they arent, why are the writers/producers, whoever, so desperate to break up everything great they had goin at the end of the show.

The interesting parts of the movie were

-the intro

-elis backstory with his dad, except why would u hate derek its literally tyler hoechlin

-and scott having an animal clinic bc i think thats funny

[kaleidoscopek9]

why are yall so obsessed with their sex lives?? i wanna know what makes them giggle, their most cherished memories etc etc

Finally! Someone brings up the good stuff, lol.

Lots of things really hit Sun's metaphorical funny bone. Physical pranks always get him, like whoopie cushions, fake snakes/bugs, surprising people, and tricks in general. The killer though, is dad jokes. Jokes so bad that they're funny somehow. If he can make Moon facepalm and/or sigh in disappointment, Sun knows he's got a banger joke on his hands. He loves testing them out on the stage hands, Moon (regrettably), and honestly whoever will sit down and listen to him. He'd tell jokes to the janitor if the opportunity presented itself.

You know when you're hanging out with a friend and you both get so tired that you fall into a fit of giggles because literally everything becomes the funniest fucking thing ever? Yeah that's Sun when he's running on low battery. Him and Moon actually look like washed up rockstars when they're tired. They both get so fuckin loopy and giggly. Especially when they're together. They'll feed off of eachother till it's an endless cycle of bad jokes, innuendos and snickering until they power down, lol.

Moon's sense of humor? Show him a clip of a toddler falling over and he will laugh so fucking hard. People being stupid absolutely cracks him up. Cat videos also tend to get a good chuckle out of him.

Both boys (if they're loose enough) will get all giggly like schoolgirls if you absolutely hammer them with compliments. They get all blushy, avert their eyes, the whole package. It might take a little longer for Moon, but he'll break eventually.

Best memories?? They both remember the first time they booted up and saw eachother (after their memory wipe). They felt such a strong pull of familiarity towards eachother, they'd described the other as their missing half. Their puzzle peice. Different than the feeling of a sibling or a lover. Just an extreme closeness.

They remember their first big gig. When they were still considered "new assets" and their names hadn't gotten around yet. That feeling of acceptance. That they had fans who actually liked their music. Who liked them.

They remember when they were at the top of their game. When they were at a point where they were bigger than the Glamrocks back at the Plex. The days they would sell out full shows every single night. Just the two of them.

Sunny remembers the day he got his drumsticks. How spinning them in his hands felt as natural as spinning his rays.

Moon remembers the first time hearing the sound of his favorite bass guitar. Feeling the thrumming of the strings reverberate along the tips of his claws, right down to his circuits.

He remembers the first time he played a solo while hanging in the air from the wired hook in his back. He'd felt weightless up there at the time, like he was floating.

[luffythinker]

OH I WANNA RAREPAIR! heres one I think about Iida × Bakugo LISTEN

Imagine bakugo sits on the desk and any other annoying thing because hes trying to get iidas attention Bakugo is not verbal when he flirts normally he says whatever he wants but he is very shy when it comes to these kinds of things at first. So he just keeps doing these little things to tic him off everyday at school until iida finally confronts somehow it turns into something where this line can be used by Bakugo "You wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid" and then they actually do kiss.

My second and most preferred way is that when Bakugo and Iida kiss it's in the classroom after everyone has left already and they start talking about something doesnt matter just something that leads the conversation to Bakugo going "just do it then." And they are so close Iida leans down a little and kisses Bakugo who kisses back and when they pull apart they just stare at eachother like, did that just really happen? Did we kiss? And the first thing Bakugo says is "you better not ever tell Deku about this" and Bakugo goes home that day so stricken with confusion that he actually may really like Iida

Down the road of their friendship developing he preferable calls him glasses over four eyes cause it's a little nicer and one day they actually talk it out and start dating and only the bakusquad know and maybe Tsu and Uraraka but not Deku and Uraraka keeps trying to make mention to Iida to tell Deku and he doesnt know how to tell him so hes been putting it off.

The reason he doesnt wanna tell Deku is because everyone and their grandma knows Deku has a little crush on Bakugo and Bakugo just fell out of it couldn't mutually feel those feelings for him MEANWHILE deku fully just knows about Iida and Bakugo cause he knows everything about Bakugo there ain't nothing he can hide Deku doesnt see HE SEES HOW THEY STARE AT EACHOTHER BEFORE CLASS.

One day he accidentally catches them kissing outside the classroom and Iida's talking real fast like. "MIDORIYA I CAN EXPLAIN we were going to tell you it just-" he stops him with his hand and just goes. "I know already I have known for a while now its okay"

I can go on but this ask is long enough.

okay, first of all, I am on my knees to apologize for not responding to the asks sooner, just life is crazy and I'm in another country so I hardly have time to sit and read! but I'm here now please don't hate me <3

now second of all, I have never thought about this pairing before, I'm usually a hardcore bkdk with occasionally tdbk or krbk but the way u worded it makes me fall for them a bit!!!

no matter how wrong people say this is (and they might be right) but bakugo flirts with insults and being a little shit it's just who he is sawrri, so I can definitely see him not knowing how to properly convey his interest and just resulting to annoying iida and insults here and there, nothing too much cause he's not fucking stupid !!

the kiss scene.. I'm all behind u on that, def like a "just do it then" kiss, as a izuku stan I'm so happy you included him somehow in the narrative cause yeah no matter what they gonna be in each other's lives, and I think he would be the first one to admit defeat because he would be the first to realize bakugo had a new crush (even before the man himself!)

he wouldn't actively push them to each other but I think he would back off a little and just let life run its course and when it happens he would assure bkg a lot (and cry himself to sleep after).

but anyways, I can see the appeal of this pair, it's interesting to see how many different combinations exist in the fandom, send me more yall!!