#this makes conversations so fucking akward

[w-40-k]

First of an addition to my previous post (I forgot about);

The son who was the inside help to steal the panacea, participated in the conflict to free the lion,

(partially in an attempt to redeem (read atone) himself, but also what is basically a suicide mission from the rest of the honour guard

[bit of a sink or swim thing, if he lives great! If not, well thats one less hazzard to deal with, (the conflict to free the lion is *brutal*)])

and he is gravely *injured*, but surrives to see the lion freed by Mortarion.

(*Dying* is easy, it's what he's bred and raised to do; *living* with the knowledge that you are part of the reason for all of this suffering on the other hand, now *that* can break a man.

'I didn't *die*; this is a sign from the Emporer that i am to do do my penance by living'

[he's banished from the home guard by the sons and would've also never again be allowed to set foot onthe 500 worlds itself too, if not for the intervention of Guilliman.

Who, whilst disquieted by the fact that the gambit can be exploited like that, sees that the son (I propose that he's named Archillies; for how his one weakness was exploited) is genuinely remorseful for his actions and so finds Archillies a suitable task to accomplish that keeps him out of the sons way (there are those within the home guard, who hold the opinion, Archillies should've died in the Liberation of the Lion)])

On the Emporer;

The emperor isn't actively *malicious*, just suffering from a case of 'my way or the highway' in addition to thinking he knows whats best for humanity (and also having been around long enough to witness every single single combination of fuck up).

He was also very much on a *time crunch*, with the human webway project as his his no. 1 priority.

Love or hate the guy, he just plain doesn't have *time* to care about anything that doesn't involve his plan for humanity.

(The horrors beyond your comprehension are very much out to *get* you and they would love nothing more then to see you fail [and will help *make* it so if given half a chance])

Also 'carring' from the perspective of an imortal (perpetual) who's additionally also made up off like a million spykers is going to be different to that of your average (trans)human.

(YMMV on if the emperor rid himself of parts of his humanity over time to better focus on his plan without distractions. Because if he *did*, that means he literally *can't* care about the fates of individuals.)

'Oh Angron is sad about his friends and he also has *literal* nails in his head? Can he still do what I tell him to though? Yes? Great. Moving on to issue no. 1,687,777'

On interactions between the trio;

That's going to be a dozy.

Because you've got lion, who *looks* the oldest but is actually the youngest in terms of actual *lived* experience.

(YMMV on how the warp fucked with how long the infant primarchs spent in the warp and on their planets prior to being found by emps.)

And Lion and Guilliman are going to discuss things that happened ten millennia ago like they recently happened (because to them it *is* recent) and Mortarion can only go 'huh, I guess that *was* a thing that happened back then'

Mortarion who has, for the most part (because warp), actually *lived* through most of the past ten millennia, get's to occasionally fill in blanks in the other two's knowledge with first hand accounts of events.

In general things are going to be *akward*.

You have Guilliman; whom he killed (in a very gruesome manner even. oh and because of his eideitic memory he remembers *every second* of it ), and who actively has to suppress his fight or flight instinct when they interact.

And Lion whom he freed (from a very long time of improvement) but who also wants to show solidarity with Guilliman.

(Lion and Guilliman have some very long conversations, because they each other are the only people (on the same level as a primarch) who *gets* what they went through.

The wide open sky, suddenly narrowed to just a window, the knowledge that there's nothing you can do to change it *either*. The sheer bloody difference of being able to do *everything* to suddenly *not* fucks with them the most.

In addition to the broken trust for Guilliman and the knowledge that this could happen again to the *both* of them.)

But Mortarion is an older, male figure who has been around the block and knows this galaxy like the back of his hand. He's turned over a new leaf (both to free his sons and for the hope of a brighter future) and he is *reliable* because he has an incentive to do so.

That's to say he is someone who can watch *over* the other two,

(Guilliman has conflicted feelings on this; is his death at Mortarion's hand *worse* then feeling of betrayal he felt when the sons enacted their plan to collar him?

The feeling of helplessness at decaying alive in real time without anything to do about it [primal fear of death] vs helplessness at having that collar forced on him out of a twisted sense of love from the sons [primarch reduced to just a man]

And Mortarion may be gruff, but in his own way he's making an effort to acomodate Guilliman's needs.

He does this partially out of practicality;

Guilliman is more useful if he can actually focus on the task in front of him. But also because, seeing another primarch -a demigod for all intents and purposes- acutely try to *suppress* his fight and flight instinct, unsettles something deep within Mortarion.

Mortarion does not regret what he did to Guilliman [godblight] itself, but now he is confronted with the active consequences of his actions and decides he wants to do something about it.

[The person who caused you so much pain, also being the one to try and ease it, is the most conflicting for Guilliman; it would be easier to deal with, if Mortarion would be cruel or even indifferent]

He offers lion similar accommodations, but since there's less bad blood [read trauma] between these two it's... easier.)

almost like the emperor, if he actually *cared* (YMMV on if the emperor has the capacity to care, re: discarded humanity).

Also speaking of Mortarion;

Now that he's with the Emporer and out from under Nurgle's thumb, he's (also the DG to a degree if were honest) probably going to have a midlife crisis at some point.

Because he had ten millennia to grow (no pun intended) and settle into the person he is now.

Detangle the mess of what is actually him and what is Nurgle's influence on him (because deamon princes shift over time such, that their desires and wishes align with those of their patron)

Figure out what parts of himself he wants to keep and what to get rid of.

Figure out who he wants to be as a *person*.

(Boy's got *alot* of introspection to do, but at least he has his sons, who are in the same boat.

Though he doesn't tell them that,

[bit of a conflict between, happy he isn't alone in this and wishing his sons wouldn't have to go through this, even as he's *glad*, his sons are finally *free* of Nurgle and have the choice to be anything that they want to be (well, within reason, those are *still* astartes)])

All of that in addition to the at mimimun severe body dismorphya he (and the DG) deals with now.

(That's to say, even if the emperor *only* gets rid of the millions of diseases he carries in addition to the actual rotting bits

[just to the point that it is *safe* for your average baseline to exist in Mortarion's general vicinity]

that's still a *huge* adjustment to get used to! [actual *acceptance* is a separate matter *entirely*]

Because whilst those changes [Nurgle] were forced on him, they've been a part of him for long enough that they became *him* [Mortarion].

The emperor also can't draw the process of removing them out for *too* long, because of the eventuality that Mortarion actually needs to fight *alongside* baselines, who would very much prefer *not* decompose on the spot [like Guilliman (also this is would be terrible for Mortarion's and the DG already less then *stellar* reputation)])

Now that I think on it this would actually gain him some newfound sympathy towards his sons and astartes in general.

(The process of turning a baseline into astartes and also astartes into primaris [also, dreadnoughts] are some pretty drastic changes that most don't get to have a lot of say in. And those changes fundamentally *change* you up to the *molecular* level.

That's at a minimum some pretty severe body *dismorphya* if not outright body *horror*.)

On Lorgar;

OK, I wrote that bit about lorgar's vision to essentially be lorgar seeing that vision at some random point and going 'huh, neat. Anyway moving on' but now that you mention the possibility of redemption...

The emperor has his fingers in many pies and with the chaos god distracted (angron dead, morty a turncoat) he was able to manipulate the warp such, that lorgar saw this vision of a future that was not to be.

(more like lorgar sees fragments of *something*, gets curious and investigates [i imagine lorgar to be similar to the religious scholars of the islam during the middle ages, religious but also a man of learning] only to see the whole thing for himself in the end)

This (lorgar) was the emporer's back up plan in the eventuality that Mortarion would've either hesitated to long or outright *refused* the emperor's offer (morty *didn't*, but it never hurts to be prepared)

Also this would've been a plan in the making for a *very* long time (relatively speaking, because warp). For the emporer knows a vassal, who you can convince and agrees with you, is more loyal then one you brought to it's knees by force.

(None of the deamon princes, sans *maby* lorgar have actually been properly *seduced* to join chaos and the emperor *knows* and can *exploit* that. So lorgar gets the *propper* seduction treatment.

But like, for our purposes, imagine lorgar as a deamon who gets seduced by whats essentially an angel [biblical accurate angel].

Also Lorgar is *the* religion guy; would be a missed opportunities if we *didn't* take advantage of some classic themes you know?)

In general I don't know a huge amount about lorgar, so any corrections are very much appropriated (do right by your favorite guy).

However anykind of redemption would include only lorgar and exclude the WB (what with faith and your personal approach to it beeing a pretty *intimate* thing, like, say with the Anchorrite.)

Speaking of the Anchorrite;

That reunion would go over relatively well I imagine. With the Anchorrite gladened that his father finally, at last has returned to the light (no pun intended).

Pherhaps there might be something of an exchange of roles for those two; with the Anchorrite taking on the role of a guide for newly returned lorgar.

Help proppely aquaint lorgar with the imperial cult, smooth over tension between lorgar and others of the faith (show him the ropes so to speak).

Also Lorgar (after figuring out how to fit his personal views on religion and emperor into the established canon of the imperial cult that is) will be *fascinated*, at a *minimum* from a religious scientific standpoint, in regards to how the imperial cult diverged from his original scriptures over time (because scholar).

And after he has had time to prove his mettle, I could see specifically the adepts soriatas taking a shine to him.

(faithful, zealous and with a scholar focus for lorgar that would gel pretty well with the branches that have a greater focus on the *nun* aspect of the sisters.

I'm now also remembering that the sisters actually respect the imperial guard quite a bit and *that* in turn reminds me of the repentias and penal legions in general.

Say, lorgar becomes to be regarded as something of a patron for the rempetias and penal legions (everyone who does penitence). Because if something as *wretched* and *corrupt* as a *deamon prince* managed to find the light, then *surely*, *they* can as well?

On training between the trio and apologies;

Frankly, I think it's too early for anyone to even be willing to give the people, who might feel inclined to offer an apology, the time of day to listen to.

Let the *traitors* prove their mettle, who knows if they won't just turn turncoat *again* at a critical moment.

(Lion and Guilliman make an *effort* to to not have anyone call those formerly aligned with chaos that to their *face*, but they very much understand the sentiment, even if the duo disproves on the basis that name calling is pretty disadvantageous from a unit cohesion standpoint)

And because of the eventuality of them fighting on the same battle field is a fact that happens regardless of the preferences of those involved,

(far way in case of Guilliman and sons because of the trauma they have because of Mortarion, also to a lesser extent lion and sons in regards to lorgar [who wasn't *personally* a part of the fighting, but very much *orchestrated* the whole thing].

The are also countless numbers of imperial citizens, who *suffere*d at the hands of lorgar and Mortarion in some fashion, directly or otherwise)

training *needs* to happen, because the Imperium *needs* every ally it can get and it cannot afford anything but *absolute* cohesion if they want a *chance* at standing against any of the millions of foes constantly asaling them from all sides.

'Oh, you have trauma from this honestly very fucked up thing that happened to you? Well to bad! The thing trying to eat us isn't just going to wait for you to pull yourself together. If you falter and slow us down, we are *all* going to be screwed!'

In regards to the sons (UM and DA) I could pherhaps imagine some pretty extreme form of exposure therapy beeing employed to get a lid on the gambit (they cannot afford to be distracted trying to murder their allies when the tyranid swarm in front of them wants to eat that hive over there)

Like, start out by put singular DG behind glass walls so the sons can't murder them and thus to get used to their cousins presence.

Guilliman (accompanied by lion) forces himself to have polite conversations with Mortarion face to face (first a distance away and slowly reducing the distance over time, then at some point escalate to unarmed sparring.)

But this is very much a long term plan that needs to be enacted in an unfortunately short amount of time.

Interestingly, some of the fallen would secretly (deathwish if that comes out) hold some measure of admiration for Mortarion for returning their father to to them. Also because if someone like a deamon primarch can find the light then surely they can *too*

(Specifically Mortarion because, he turned turncoat in the hope for a brighter tomorrow and to safe his sons, oposed to lorgar who was outraged at future that was not.

Morty's slightly more approachable in that his motives are viewed as somewhat more *selfless*, compared to the somewhat more *self-centred* motives of lorgar)

On lion forest walking and corvus;

OK, from what I understand the lion's forest walking thing is just him able to enter the warp, but with a caliban flavored aesthetic because lion's the one perceiving things and the warp (made of emotions, dreams ambitions works on *concepts*) accommodates.

Corvus would probably want to keep an eye(s because he's more warp entity then primarch at that point) on lorgar. He'd probably have an easier time just shadowing (no pun intended) lorgar on his quest of the truth (lorger during the time he's still a deamon prince and given hints of a vision from emps), as oposed to having to actually track down lion in the warp (neddle in a haystack essentially).

I think corvus might prefer to stay independent from the Imperium (not join emps, because emps is very much both a god-but-not and in the end a *tyrant*, something corvus very much doesn't gel with), but would assist if called upon. He takes on something of the role of a guidance counsel in regards to lorgar (emps puts corvus on the task, but corvus was planing to do that *anyway*)

Lastly, a point in general;

With Angron dead, Morty and Lorgar turned turncoats (and Corvus being Imperium-aligned), this puts chaos at a pretty *severe* disadvantage.

(Chaos; Fulgrim [EC], Perty [IW], [WB], [NL], (AL), [BL/SoH], Magnus [TS] = 10

Imperium; Guilliman [UM], Lion [DA], Mortarion [DG], Lorgar, (Corvus) [RG], [S], [IF], [IH], [SW], [WS], (AL) = *15*)

This isn't just a numbers issue *either*;

Without morty and Angron that's two chaos gods without a deamon primarch(prince), in *addition* to the knowledge morty and Lorgar have on chaos that the imperium can use to it's advantage.

That doesn't only mean strategic advantages but also a loss of *faith* in chaos

(also from an in universe, meta perspective the imperium is seen as *winning* and the warp *thrives* on meta.

That's going to weaken the influence of the chaos gods as a *whole*, but also *specifically* Nurgle and Khorne. In turn this actively *strengthens* the Emporer, who can more easily intervene because of this)

And as fun as it is for our little guys to win for once, we need to even the playing field.

(Wouldn't really be 40k if the Imperium isn't bearly skidding by *just* by the very skin of their teeth you know)

[I also had this whole spiel about how chaos makes for an excellent *personal* antagonist.

Because corruption is very *intimate* and there's a whole spectrum of motivations for *why* a person can be corrupted (Erebus to Archillies) and whilst there is a ton of other foes for the Imperium to fight, a guardsman Turing traitor for the tau vs getting corrupted by *chaos* will always just hit different [*literal* alien life form vs actually *eldritch* abominable]

The closest a faction gets to that aspect are the gene steelers, but there it's more about *generations* as oposed to actual *individuals*]

[I would like point out that i didn't set *out* to give khorne and Nurgle replacements, but it kind of just worked out that way!

Also this is very much playing on the seductive, manipulative nature of chaos]

Then I remembered that fun little tidbit about how Russ vanished trying to find the fruit of life, in an effort to restore the emperor to life.

The fruit of life which is theorised to be related to Isha (eldar goodness of healing), or located to be within nugles garden.

So, say Russ actually managed to find and gain entrance to the Garden but he has been lost within it's maze like depths.

Russ is stubborn and above all *loyal* but in the face of a *god* he is but a man.

It begins with small things (wispered hints about clues if only he would listen during moments of respite, the last words of some corrupted wretch who despite everything still clings to it's former self before he cuts them down) and slowly but steadily increases over time.

And Nurgle has all the time in the world.

Russ knows this, for as much as he excelled at playing the brute he is far more *intelligent* them many would give him credit for. Thus he decides to pick his battles whilst he still *can* and makes a *choice*.

The fruit of life safly delivered to the Alfather to restore him to life in exchange for Russ' loyalty and soul.

Nurgle -gladdended by a plan coming to fruition and the prospect of another child to embrace his ways- eagerly agrees.

The bargin is *struck* and all comes to pass as was agreed upon.

The fruit is delivered within the emperor's very own throne room and would indeed restore the emperor back to life.

However; such would be life by the definition of an alien god. Who does indeed love all his children equally, but does not differentiate between a microbe and a human.

Russ for his part knows only that his journey is at it's end, glad to have sentenced himself to an eternity of damnation if it means the Alfather restored to life.

(Ok, so in my mind russ knows everything within the garden is corruption itself, so he basically subsisted of off stubbornness and pride, still alive *only*, because his nature as a primarch allows him to draw on the warp.

At some point he falls into a bog and has to crawl his way out on hands and feet. During which he turns into a bit of a bog mummy [complete with red hair; a nod to the old red haired russ designs], not yet *fully* mummified but *definitely* on his way towards one.

After he strikes the bargin he turns into a full bog mummy but with tons of moss and other wet land plants growing on him

[Growth and renewal as oposed to morty's theme of death and decay)

Basically he turns into something akin to mummified ganondorf from the second breath of the wild game in terms of looks [id reccomend watching a trailer for extra spooky] but with more plants.

At this point the SW in general, but especially any of the Rune priests (SW version of spykers) feel a *disturbance* in the force. And even without a stomach Bjorn the Fell Handed, get's the phantom feeling of a sinking feeling in his gut, like something is seriously *wrong*. This actually awakens him and spooks whoever happens to be close by.

The emperor for his part sees the fruit, puts the pieces together what his loyal son *did* and orders the caretakers to relocate the fruit to the vaults beneath the imperial Palace [the place he keeps everything powerful and dangerous enough that he doesn't want people to have.]

Russ himself even post bargin isn't just going to become a deamon prince or champion, no that needs to be something he *ears*, but the influence Nurgle has on him now could make it so that Russ might one day become that.

[For the purposes of this au let's say he won't, but in the event of the emperor's *return*(to life) this might be reconsidered.])

After Russ I *also* remembered a comment under a YouTube video discussing the possibility of Dorn's return.

The commenter wrote that a returned Dorn would be *disgusted* by the state of the current Imperium and want nothing to do with it. Then they went on to write, that they would want a returned Dorn to play into the disgruntled soldier aesthetic.

So let's do just that.

Rogal was last seen fighting abord a traitor ship during M31 and is presumed to be dead or missing. [YMMV but I'm going with the version of him missing with only his hand recovered (in posession of the IF and treated as a chapter relic)]

So, say he's been fighting all this time, pherhaps alongside a small group of various individuals,

(human or otherwise, because frankly, if there's *deamons* the actual *alien lifeform* isn't so bad now [at least *those* actually *stay* dead when you kill them))

fighting to surrive, to pherhaps some day get out of here (warp) and back into the *realspace* itself.

(You wish and you shall receive)

During a long winded conflict, Rogal Dorn and his Companions actually manage to enact a highly dangerous plan with a great chance of failure that let's them transition to realspace successfully!

They are out!

Except they are confronted with a large scale battle in which they are immediately forced to defend themselves from because the vessel they arrived in happened to be of xeno orgin.

After another harrowing conflict that they managed to escape with their lives only by the very skin of their *teeth*, they take refuge in what for all intents and purposes is a pirate heaven (xenos and human).

They have but a moment to breath before they are pressganged into joining one of the many pirate crews.

Dorn, for the sake the Companions who he has surrived and fought alongside with bears this though unhappily, for truly, this is still an improvement in comparison to the horrors they faced in the warp.

They once again bide their time, adjusting to existing within the materium once more. Taking a moment to just finally *breath* and truly take in that they are *out*.

However what is harder to adjust to is the sheer *cruelty* and *inefficiency* they encounter at every point. Dorn, who still remembers a time when enlightenment and reason where the bulwark of the Imperium takes this the hardest.

But they endure for they cannot do anything else.

They slowly work their way up the ranks, the resourcefulness and craftiness as well as the bond of their little band shares not going unnoticed (as well as primarch charisma).

After long enough that their time within is not so fresh anymore they, though a combined of stubbornness, competency and sheer *reasonableness* gained enough connections and loyalty to take the heed of their very own small fleet.

They set out determined to bring about the future Dorn remembers he must have laid the foundations for.

Yet whilst they succeed in some minor endeavours, many more times they are stymied and undermined at every point. Where they go to offer aid on one front, three others are over run.

An ambush from an ally who has no choice but to betray them.

A corrupt offical taking more then his cut and thus forcing good men and women to turn to more desperate means.

The incompetence of an overseer which sees those in his charge make mistakes and face punishment as a result.

Warfronts that begin to resemble mass graves rather then battle fields because of the delayed survival of supplies.

Dorn -stalwart, reliable, *patient* Dorn- may have a long memory and hold the might of a primarch but there is only so much he will take before he decides 'enough is enough' and turn to more drastic measures, because if every attempt at employing reasonable means *fail*, unreasonable means *will* be taken.

He is a builder and he knows sometimes the only way is to tear everything to the *ground* and build *anew*.

(Ok, imagine the competence and reasonable attitude of caiaphas cain, but with the luck of the lamenters mixed with general 40k nastiness.

And dorn in this embodys the last part of the proverb; 'there are three things all wise man fear; the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.

Whilst i wouldn't nessecarily describe Dorn as gentle per say, he is someone who's honest, patient, competent, reasonable and *compassionate* who tries to do the right thing in a time that, more often then not, actively *punishes* that.

And whilst he is stoic this doesn't make him unfeeling, moreso akin to a very deep still lake.

He tried for a *very* long time, but at some point even he recognises he's fighting a lost cause.

[A bit like a child who is outraged to discover that the world is cruel, but instead of accepting that, he is determined to change things so the world *becomes* kind, like the way he *knows* it can and *should* be.]

Khorne in this, would *love* to have Dorn as a deamon prince. Because in a universe as cruel as 40k, Dorn will never run out of things to *fight* [a fundamental clash of interests].

So whilst he knows Dorn would never make a pact with him (knowingly), that isn't going to stop Khorne.

Whilst he *prefers* a good, straightforward fight, this doesn't mean he can't be either underhanded or patient. He is a god of *war* and as they say, 'all is fair in love and war'.

So, khorne's been taking a page out of thzeench's book and working things from behind the scene, organising the pieces so that Dorn for the most part only sees the worst of things in all of their ugly, cruel, petty *glory*.

And he doesn't ever have to interact with Dorn (directly) to slowly turn him on his side either.

Have some wretch inform Dorn of some injustice or another with a sufficient target on the other end, and Khorne doesn't even need to lift a finger to point in the direction.

Khorne cares not from whence the blood flows, only that it does.

[In general, Dorn doesn't ever become a propper *worshiper* of chaos (deamon prince or otherwise) but he battles and that's enough for now.

Dorn wants to tear down *everything* and rebuild from the *ground* up. (Bit like how the emperor might [if he hadn't been put on the throne that is])

Looks wise Dorn rocks a beaten down uniform and pieces of something that *migt* at some point have been part of his armour; a mishmash of whatever they managed to get their hands on and because of all of the fighting he's become very lean and unkempt, like he doesn't take care of himself (his Companions *try* but there's only so much you can convince a stubborn demigod to *listen*) and doesn't sleep (primarchs can *theoretically* function on no sleep, but that's going to have an effect)])

Got an angsty idea:

-In Short-

Yandere ultramarines binding/caging/disabling Guilliman at all costs for his own safety. Even if they must hurt him, even break him to do it. No more fulgrim/mortarion incidents.

-In Long-

Basically, what if after witnessing his reckless personal behavior towards personally fighting his brothers and his "death" at the hands of fulgrim as well as his LITERAL death at the hands of Mortarion (regardless of the fact he was brought back, he fucking DIED), the Ultrabois just fucking go full Yandere and try to keep him out of battle and under watch as much as they possibly can to ensure his absolute safety from ANY harm, even himself? And what if this desire, this NEED to keep their primarch, their FATHER, safe went to the extreme as he inevitably tried to get back to business, including personally fighting? He's a primarch after all, weapon first, human second, and his duty is to guide and safeguard the Imperium...

My brain basically had an idea of a gilded bird-caged and bound Guilliman and spun a background around it. Some mental images even include a blindfold and gag for the Ultrabois benefit cuz you know Guilliman's words are some of his best weapons (best way to talk them out of it- to a point).

Very OOC, I know, but with the way the Ultrabois were willing to die in droves to get him away from fulgrim as he was dying AND to protect his stasis before his revival, it seems it could very easily become a possibility via Slaaneshi influence, Lord of Excess and all...

GOD I wish I could draw bodies or write 😭

[adanfore]

Something about virgin Choso fucks me up in the head oh my god.

He acts tough. Every time he’s around you, talking to Yuuji, his brothers, he puts on a show as though nothing in the world matters, he’s always calm, laid back. Talking to him, you always got so nervous when he stared you down every time without a care in the world it seems, to you it looked like talking to anyone for him was easy as a breeze of wind, you kind of wished you were like that, like Choso. That also was half of why you were attracted to the man. The other half, well, self explanatory: he was great with his brothers, he was attractive in his own way which made your knees weak every time you saw him.

You hadn’t expected him to be a virgin, and a whiney one at that. When you had walked past the bathroom to the kitchen, heard him

He was in the bathroom, he was masturbating.. Were you eavesdropping? Yes, but you couldn’t hold yourself from listening in to his beautiful cries of pleasure, whimpering, pleading for some reason, those pretty moans and whines turned you on more than you imagined. Well, the worst part came when you had not realized he was done already, you only realized when he opened the door and stood there, shocked, embarrassement flood over you and you just ran back to the guest bedroom.

If it only wasn’t for you getting carried away, this wouldn’t be happening right now, you and Choso sitting on the sofa, akwardly waiting for Yuuji to come back from the kitchen so the atmosphere turns nice again. You can feel Choso sneaking glances at you, fidgeting with the black silver rings on his fingers. Not wanting to have this continue for any longer, you decided you’d speak up.

“Listen, I’m sorry for yesterday, I just.. uh..”

You couldnt find a explanation for yourself.

“N-No, It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have.. Uhm, I shouldn’t have done it in the bathroom.”

“But I was eavesdropping on you, I need to apologize for that. I just couldn’t help but get carried away from… Shock!”

And as Choso was about to answer, Yuuji suddenly came into the room, having only heard muffles of your conversation.

“Yo, what’re you guys talking about?”

With a panic, you blurt whatever comes to mind.

“ Oh! I was just telling Choso that I’ll be helping him later.”

“Helping him with what?”

“Just washing the dishes, just to repay him for yesterday, I hit him after he scared me in the dark at night!

Yuuji seems content with that answer, and sits between you two. You couldn’t help but notice how Choso looked at you after you said you’ll help him later, eyes a little wide, a deep red spreading on his cheeks. He didn’t know whether to take it seriously or not, well, you were just making an excuse, but still, a gesture like that would blow his mind completely.

After the movie marathon, you both HAD to go wash the dishes, to play some truth into your silly excuse you gave to Yuuji, it was akward, very akward washing dishes with him. But you got to see Choso, the real him, how he was all fidgety, getting clumsy and blushing as hard as a cherry.

“Was it true..? What you said earlier?”

“What are you talking about, Choso?”

“H-How you said you’d help me later..”

“I am helping you thoug- Oh, you mean that?”

You said as the realization hit you, he was hard, and it was all because of your choice of words.

“I-I’m sorry, I am just gonna go, real sorry for thi-“

“N-No, Choso! I can help you, if you want me to?”

The sigh Choso let out was huge.

“Please…”

That was all you needed to hear, proceeding to drag him up to his room at the back of the hall, the location of his room, being secluded and far away from any other room made you so grateful.

You sat him on the edge of his bed, leaning down to massage his thighs.

“How do you want me to help you, Choso?”

Hearing his name come out of your pretty lips always made him want to hold back smashing his face into yours, but now, he was just confused, he didn’t know what would be the most ‘appropriate’ thing to ask. All he wanted now, was to ruin you, to make you his, kiss you, feel and touch you everywhere he had ever dreamed of.

“I.. I don’t know, just- just touch me, do whatever, please..”

When you heard that, you immediately knew that he was a virgin, to your shock infact. Not wanting to torture this poor man any longer, you stopped massaging his thighs for a moment and told him to slide his sweatpants down, all the while looking at the wet spot of precum left on them.

You looked at his length for a second, before actually bringing your hand up to it, to rub and feel it to all of its size, he was huge, possibly the biggest you’ve ever had in a partner. It blew your mind and you wondered how it would feel inside you, how it would fill all of your insides, but, right now it was all about Choso’s pleasure which needed to be fixed.

The pool of precum doubled in size as you continued rubbing it, deciding to finally free it from his boxers, Choso moaned when it sprang up and hit his stomach. That made you look up at him, needing to hear more of his sounds, he looked back at you with a pleading look on his face which just said “please, touch me already”

You grabbed his length with your hand and started stroking it, slowly at first, picking up speed with some time. The moans, whines and whimpers this man put out were sent straight to your core.

“Please, go faster, I’m gonna cum, Y/N, please…”

That motivated you to pick up speed, also to tighten your grip on his length to up the pleasure for him. His moans were getting out of control until you looked up at him with a strict look, telling him to be quiet. With that sense of dominance, he came all over, all over your hand, his stomach and thighs. His chest heaving, some small moans still coming out as he came down from his high.

You brought your hand up to your mouth, licking your hand and tasting Him before you began to walk out of his room, off to finish yourself off.

“W-Wait, can’t I make you feel good now?”

“I did this as an apology, Choso. Some other time, maybe.”

And with a wink and a smirk to him, you walked off to your room with an almost unbarable heat between your legs, it also had to be fixed.

[bubbless-s]

Hello! Could you please write something for Sal Fisher (Sally Face)?Im starved for fics. Also can I be the 🐢 anon? (●'◡'●)

ฅ^Sal Fisher dating x gn!reader^ฅ

- ʚɞ genre: fluff

- ʚɞ warnings: none

-ʚɞ a/n: Im so exited to write this! My first Sally Face request. Thank you 🐢 anon.

Masterlist

♪ Okay so firstly Larry probably set you guys up.

♪ Since Sal has been talking about you for months! A five minute conversation with you would result in Larry listening to a 30 minute rant about you.

♪ Eventually Larry got tired of it and set you guys up. The first date was so fucking akward. No Larry wasn’t secretly following y’all to make sure everything was okay I don’t know what you’re talking about.

♪ After the first date Sally wrote you a ‘small’ note. Actually the note was 10 pages about Sal declaring his love to you. According to him tho it wasn’t long enough.

♪ Secondly Sal is such a gentleman. Fixes your clothes, your hair, pulls out chairs for you. (Again According to Sal this is the bare minimum because you’re the love of his life you deserve it all.)

♪ Afterwards getting into a serious relationship with you nothing changes. Well almost nothing now he’s even more clingy then before.

♪ Sally WILL be grumpy all day long when he doesn’t get kissies or cuddles.

♪ His first time taking off his prosthetics with you was so nerve wracking for the both of you. You were nervous since it was a big step in your relationship, Sal on the other hand felt like crying or throwing up. What if you found him disgusting or worse repulsive?!

♪ But you didn’t. You loved him and thought he was beautiful, handsome, pretty, breathtaking.

♪ Somehow you and Sal reacted the same way kissing each other.

♪ Probably turned into a heated make out session. LMAO

♪ Sal is the type of guy to buy you random things that remind him of you.

♪ Or use your expensive ass shampoo to wash his butt. LOLZ

♪ Yapper s/o + listening bf

♪ Plays guitar for you AND has wrote a song for you too.

♪ Definitely hides his face into your shoulder while cuddling out of habit.

Thanks for reading!

[vivivav]

‼️ 14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI ‼️

Are these headcanons? am i theorizing? am i analyzing his character? could these just be kinda writing prompts? god fucking knows atp

Kinda turns into just…. a Renren appreciation post at the end. Love them

- If angel is someone who talks to themselves a lot, Ren would thoroughly enjoy that and sometimes reply as if they were having a conversation, and would frequently even use it as an opportunity to practice their “haruko” persona as he replies to them

- Usually when people are on their electronics they almost never look at the little camera directly, instead focused on the screen but those rare moments where Angel actually looks into the camera, if even for a second it makes Ren breathless because it feels like angel’s looking at him.

- got this one from one of the little fics but whenever angel’s on call with someone, Ren loathes it. Because, they don’t like that angel’s paying so much attention to someone else, but on the other hand they’re close their phone. Talking to someone, laughing, making jokes and having conversation and if Ren tries really hard, they can pretend that angel’s having a conversation with him instead.

- Ren tries to time their eating schedule with Angels occasionally, unless he’s just trying to snack on something. Not JUST because they’d find it relaxing to eat with angel but because he doesn’t want to take time away from staring at angel just so they can eat, he’d prefer to train his body to get hungry when angel gets hungry so they don’t waste even a second of his time with angel

- for day 1; not inviting him over and then choosing to call/text him, you can hear them running away from (what’s presumably) angels door so angel doesn’t hear him talk/type, but they only leaves the SECOND angel calls or texts, not before. Now maybe he wasn’t expecting angel to contact him and was genuinely surprised, or, since angel was on call with Moth, (who was urging angel to talk to Ren…) they saw that angel then went on their phone and either looking at his contact or had the chat pulled up, so maybe he just didnt want to waste even a second not staring at angel. Though, maybe it was more of a mix of both

- His first meeting with angel in the library seeming so akward to angel while Rens brain is going a thousand mph. Mad that his first meeting with them wasn’t the perfect one they imagined, mad that he wasn’t prepared, scared you’ll see right through them BECAUSE he wasn’t prepared, nervous to finally be near angel and have them FINALLY talk to him, trying to come up with an excuse as to WHY he pressed the button in the first place (he did NOT read those pages nor that fucking book i am telling you now), trying to come up with any excuses to keep angel there with them for longer, how to stay with angel, to introduce himself, to hear angels voice more, restraining himself to not go completely haywire off the bat because first impressions matter SO much. Then the second you turn away and he gets eleanor out of the way they have to quickly dig in his pockets (or steal stickynotes from the library counter) to try and come up with something charming to write and have angel read to make them find him cute/approachable/not-fucked-up/your-exact-type

-ecords angels voice sometimes and tried to cut and put the clips together to spell something out for him in angels voice (momentary satisfaction but it’d never beat hearing angel actually say it) (most likely it was either their real name or “i love you” or something cheesy like that. maybe.)

- i know he’s not superstitious but the thought of them coming accross one of those posts of “These initials belong together!!” and NOT seeing his and angels initials in there making them mad is so funny lol. Bonus if he sees someone elses initials with angels (Say, A+L as in Angel and Leon). and they’d get mad and either X out everyone elses combinations and put only him and angels in it or search for one with them in it. He knows logically that it doesn’t mean anything and that it was probably just some kid making a fun video but god forbid having someone elses initials with Angels even with something silly like that

- they’d be one of those boyfriends that if angel as little as looks at something for more than a few seconds he’d ask if they’d want it, or just grab it and buy it right away, or remember it and buy it as a surprise for them later. Angel giving a quick second look at like a shirt or a toy and then continuing to walk and then the next day Ren’s giving it to them because he “thought they’d like it”. This alr kinda happens in game on day 2 but pshh they’d buy it for angel even if they didnt literally pause and stare at it for a minute and a half

- Angel forgetting a password to one of their accounts and complaining about it to Ren, who immediately tells them what it is, only for Angel to be like ??? wtf how’d you know. Or, if they weren’t completely caught up in staring at angel he’d comfort them and tell them that they’ll remember it soon. And then write it down for angel somewhere for them to find easily/ purposefully saying something that kinda sounds like it or would hopefully get angel to remember it, like. If the password was “iloveharuko13” he’d start talking about AOG with them, specifically about haruko’s last appearance

- Angel asking Ren how he’s been today when they’re catching up and him-not even thinking about what he was actually doing today just thinking about how happy they are now that angel’s here- just answering with “i’ve been good! how about you..?” very quickly because he’s eager to hear Angels thoughts. He already knows what they’ve been doing but how they FELT about it and their thoughts on it are much more interesting/important

- The reason he stares at angel so much aside from the obvious is that they’re trying with all his strength to develop mind reading powers /silly /not serious but he mightve actually at least tried this at one point no?

- Angel having a diary would be the equivalent of a bible to him. Its angels raw unfiltered thoughts written out BY them. That’s pure gold and god must’ve blessed Ren if angel decided to keep a “top secret” diary. (if angel complained about someone in said diary he’d keep an eye out for them specifically and try to limit angels interactions with them until they made up or parted ways. Or. something happened to them lol)

- idk i just wanna mention that i love their desperate attempts to just be around angel and have them see him. “Sweet boy”, i say, knowing fully well what he’s done and is capable of

- Occasional Angels cutlery thief. you know why (returns them though) (maybe)

- Him asking in their head over and over again “is this real? am i dreaming?” when angel actually invites him over to their place and what ensues because?? only in his dreams right???

- Ren was practically gritting his teeth when they said “what do you think i’ve been doing since you moved away…” at Leon, i don’t think he was angry because Leon moved (probably actually was really happy upon hearing it- maybe thinking “this is my chance! it’s my turn!”) but because the act of him moving made angel sad. It was more of a “how dare you do something that you knew would hurt angel” while secretly they were glad that Leon moved. another,, “loathe” kinda thing? Hates that angel was hurt but happy that Leon wouldn’t be as much in his way anymore?

- Purposefully sometimes leaves angels windows/doors open just so he could see them come closer to shut it. Very rare for them to do bc he doesn’t wanna make angel like,, paranoid (unless they’d be going to him for comfort and safety… but… maybe that’d only be if he’s really desperate…)

- Thinking abt if they’d ‘coincidentally’ show up on angels double date on day 4 or watch from afar. “haha how funny i didnt know you would be here… with……… them………….mind if i come with since i’m here anyway? haha? ^^” …and then him trying to pull angel away from the rest of the group (especially leon and teo ) so it can be another date with just angel and ren…? perhaps. will patiently wait to see

- I think this is alr canon but i’ll say it anyway; him learning angels favourite foods and learning exactly how to cook them. Yes, they could just order the food in through delivery like he does for himself but they want to impress angel and make it specially for them. I feel like the reason he had the pancake recipe STILL pulled up on their phone even though he was already at the very last step of cooking them was because he wanted to be absolutely certain that they were making them EXACTLY the way angel liked- trying to reference pictures for how they were cooked and plated even though he’s probably got them all memorized by heart- but he just wants to be sure.

- Ren stalks angel but in doing so he also stalks everyone close to angel, of course in completely different ways and completely different reasons but they’d nonetheless know a LOT about the people who angel surrounds themselves with; even without hacking into their belongings and finding every little thing about them (Incase he needs to use this infomation against them… or tell angel)

- ^ adding on that him watching angels friends have other friends and become friends with eachother would probably also be like,, something that makes them at least a little happy. In the way of “If they have eachother then they won’t be around angel as much ^^”

- Ren in absolute distress watching angel get sick BEFORE their meeting in the library. Wanting nothing more than to bend reality itself to make angel better and get them everything they need but knowing that they can’t do that yet. (He’d pray that angel wouldn’t notice that their waterbottle on the nightstand keeps “filling itself up”, some pain meds just “showing up” on said nightstand, the cold towel on their forehead being cold again once they woke up… uh, more… taking-care-of-sick-person-things that i’m forgetting rn…)

- Yk that funny thing you sometimes do when you look directly into the camera on your phone/laptop/ whatever youre on and you say sumn like “i know you’re watching me!!!” as a joke. Like the “fbi in my phone” joke. Yeah. imagine that.

- if angel was an artist and drew ren ( be that in secret or asking him to pose ) He’d probably act really flattered and be all smiles and secretly be running laps around his brain like there is smoke building at the top of their head. Angel, taking time out of their day to stare at Ren (or draw him from memory?) and draw him? HIM? As in. Specifically REN, not haruko??? Bonus if he WATCHES angel draw him, weither that be in secret or not, they’d see just how FOCUSED angel is and the effort they’re putting into drawing him. His heart would explode, probably. (Also if angel is staring at them? yeah. yeah.)

- Not enough people talk about how he was so puppy-eyed upset when Leon called angel “sunfish” right in front of them. Interrupting angel and everything. You could practically FEEL the “:(“ in his little “-sunfish?” and the next words out of their mouth were “-Angelfish and i-“ as if Ren was subtly CHALLENGING Leon and trying to compete with him. How dare he have a special petname just for them? As if Ren hasn’t been calling them ‘Angel’ for his whole life? Does Leon even KNOW what sunfish look like? ‘Angelfish’ is so much smarter and they’re prettier fish. It’s essentially insulting.

- When angel starts showing signs of liking Rens real personality he absolutely overthinks the hell out of it. Because, surely not?? That was just their hopeful thinking? Him hearing things, maybe??? I don’t think Ren would believe angel at first if they started showing interest in his real personality, have to convince him before they even think about it. After all, it’s his haruko persona that finally got your attention after 13 years. Surely you like that more than this freaky creepy emo guy. They’re practically opposites afterall

- Angel making any sort of comment about the future that involves Ren- be it in the next day, week or month, he’d be over the moon. You want to keep them around for that long, that you’re already planning it? Thinking about it? Including him in your daily life and schedule? It’d only further his belief that you are an angel

- Rens mumbling coming from the fact that he doesn’t socialize like at all, and is used to just saying things out loud to angel and talking to themselves. He mumbles and whispers things to himself a lot and i REALLY like that trait abt him, i do the exact same thing

- im sorry i wanna mention i really like his little angry face. Rens little furrowed brow and pout. It’s so perfect and he is NOT shy of using it every single time someone interrupts or even suggests taking angels attention. I pause and stare at them everytime he pulls that little “>:(“ face i adore it sm i love the art in this game.

- Already canon but this mans love for matching with Angel in any way is so fun. If you choose to dress in a “comfy” way they get all happy and like almost celebrate it. “Yes!! i knew you liked softer clothes! I was so right picking this outfit this will surely impress them and have their attention on me!”, in the same breath, if you choose to dress “alternatively”, Ren thinks you look very pretty but then they’re a little pouty that angel’s not matching with him, he specifically chose this outfit for angel and didn’t think they’d be wrong since he knows angel so well

holy god i did NOT just write that much… it just turned into rambling oops. i needa replay again and write more haha here i go

rlly hope i’m not just like horribly wrong about everything lol i CANNOT survive a “he would not fucking say that !!!”

thank you sai for creating Ren and showing him to the world with the rest o’ the crew. They are all so very dear to me 💗

[tiredofthehumanlife]

*Northern Attitude lyrics*

Listen ik it's been a hot fucking moment since northern attitude was popular but I just got inspired by it

Barbie dolls: James x gn!reader

Word:1.5k

Summary: James tells you he loves you and you freak out and give him the silent treatment you come to your senses tho

Warnings: said that your childhood home wasn't the kindest, James' feelings are hurt, Barty is possessive, you and Barty are friends, you use the bathroom stall, I genuinely think that's it

The night started fun. You didn’t even plan on going to some stupid Ravenclaw party. You actually planned on finishing up your eassy due next thursday and catching up on the textbook chapters you missed in class. When Barty heard this, he shed a tear. You were dragged but by the time you were flinging yourself onto the Ravenclaw couch next to James, you lightened up a little.

You had a smile that couldn’t seem to leave. Barty floated near you at all times of the party. He said something about making sure his housemates treated you nicely but you were pretty sure he just had a bit of a possessive streak with his friends. He wasn’t hovering over your shoulder but he was dancing a few feet away from your couch and kept glancing over.

 You and James fluttered through simple conversation. How are you? Do you like this song, I have the full record at home. Oh wow, he said that? Seven pages for one history eassy, wow? Did you like the weather yesterday? That’s good. You hit a lull. Your eyes moved awy from him, watching Dorcas dance with Marlene. You saw James drop his head back against the couch out the corner of your eye. He whispered your name, dragging your attention back to him. James turned his head, pressing his cheek to the couch. 

“I think I’m in love with you.” 

You paused. Your head spun as you stared at James. Your seemingly invincible smile fell. You felt that burn behind your ribs as you realized James was no better than the other people in your school. He was making you the butt of the joke as he did with others when he did his dummbass pranks. You felt like your head was a bowling ball and your neck was a spring. You felt like you might throw up at the thought of Sirius and Peter watching from somewhere else in the crowd, laughinng away. You looked away from James, setting your drink down on the side table next to you. You saw Regulus walking your way. You stood up and your arm was scooped up as Regulus pulled you away. Barty followed after you two, slipping away from the Hufflepuff boy he was grinding on. 

You avoided James after that. Your stomach hurt every time you saw him and his friends. Every time you heard them laugh you felt your shoulders slink to your ears and you wanted to go home. You covered your face when you had to walk past them, ducking behind Barty or holding up a book. It wasn’t anything inconspiculous but it avoided akward eye contact. James didn’t take the hint though. He kept trying to talk to you, running across hallways and following you around the library. 

You never responded. James’ behavior seemed to spark Barty’s possessiveness to triple. Soon Barty was skipping his classes to sit next to you during yours. He wouldn’t even let you go to the bathroom alone, following after you to stand next to the stall. He even stuck his foot under the door so you wouldn’t think he left. James tried to approach you when you were in the courtyard. However, Barty was never far. 

“Hey listen-“ And with that, the docile raccoon resting on your shoulders started chasing after James. James had to shake his foot in the air to get Barty to unclasp his freaky raccoon teeth off his pant leg. It was a little funny to watch the gray fur blob shake around in the air as James shreiked, but you didn’t want to laugh at him in the way he laughed at you. 

However, as time went by you started to peice together that James was sincere and you were the one acting strangley. You saw James moping about the castle, sighing loudly and hiding in Sirius’ arms every time someone tried to talk to him. You saw him staring at you wistfully, perking up when you made eye contact. You started to realize maybe this was more than his stupid jokes. More than his outrageously bright smile. This was you. You and your untrusting heart, locked itself away the second anyone showed a bit of the affection you deserved. 

The only reason you were really friends with Barty and his friends, and even James, was because they basically annoyed you into friendship. You started to understand why you acted the way you did. You wanted to apologize and explain to James why you were the way you were. You needed to let him down gently and explain that it truly had nothing to do with him, it was all you. 

You pulled yourself up by your bootstraps and bounded up the stairs to James’ dorm. You let out a breath, shaking your hands out at your sides before knocking on his door. You heard scrambling on the other side of the door.  The door swung open and Sirius was in front of you. His smile faltered for a second and he glanced back behind himself. 

“James, someone is here for you,” Sirius said, over his shoulder. You heard shuffling as James moved his way to the door. Sirius walked away while James joined you at the door. He moved slowly when he realized you were there and not someone else. 

“Hey.” He said, a breath escaping as he did. His voice was heavy and it made your chest feel weighted. 

“I just wanted to explain to you what happened and why I did what I did.” You said, staring at James. He glanced over his shoulder, probably looking at the group of friends observing him. James stepped out into the stairwell with you, closing the door behind you.  

“You don’t have to explain anything to me. I understand.” James said. You shook your head. 

“No, I do. Listen, James, I wasn’t exactly raised in the kindest household. Now when someone tells me they love me, I freak. I pull my walls up and pretend nothing happened. I can’t stomach the thought that someone might actually think I’m worth the effort of loving. I didn’t mean to hurt you like that. I’m sorry. I like you in the same way, too.” James’ shoulders lifted and he tilted his head at you, clear hope simmering in his eyes. “But that doesn’t mean I think we should get together.” You finished. James pressed his brows together, glancing down at the ground. He pushed his glasses back up when they slipped down his nose. 

“Why not?” He asked. His voice had grown soft like he wasn't sure if he could talk much louder because he might cry. You shrugged. 

“I don’t think you would want me if you knew me. The full me.” You said, avoiding his eyes. 

“I do.” 

“I’m not worthy of your care, James. You’re perfect and sunny. You can say I love you to someone you’ve only known for a few weeks. I don’t want to trap you into a relationship and then you realize I’m not how I seemed.” You said. James reached out and gripped onto your hands, pulling them to his chest.

“I want you, mess and all. I know you’re not perfect, neither am I. You could never trap me in a relationship. I want a relationship. I want to be here for you. I want to be in your messes.” James said. You shook your head. 

“You don’t.” 

“I do. Would you help me even if I wasn’t perfect? Even if I had my hard days? Or months?” James asked, knocking the side of your face with his forehead so you’d look at him. You hated that he knew your answer was yes. He didn’t even let you answer. 

“So why can’t I feel the same for you?” James asked, staring into your soul with his warm eyes. 

“I don’t deserve it.” You whispered, feeling your voice hitch a breath. James shook his head. He pressed your hands to his heart like he wanted the love to travel through your skin. 

“Yes, you do. You deserve the entire world and then some. I want to give you everything I can so you can barely graze your fingertips against the bar of what you derserve.” James said. You sighed, finally making eye contact with him. 

“James,” he hummed in response. “I think-“ You cut yourself off, waiting a moment to see if the universe would stop you. 

“I think I’m in love with you.”  

James’ face broke into a large smile, your face warming from the light of his grin. He nodded, leaning forward. He pressed his lips to your cheek. You hummed happily in response. He gently pulled you to his chest, wrapping his arms around you. 

Later when Barty found out, he laughed like a hyena and pranced around the commonroom. He eventually pulled you into a tight hug, smacking a kiss on your hairline. He started skipping off towards the entrance of the commonroom. When you asked him where he was going, he said he was off to threaten James to love you right or he’d wear James’ fingers on a necklace. You later comforted James after the threat shook him up quite a bit. 

[pepsil4ver17]

User is antisocial so while the rest of the class in the dorms common area they're chilling in their room by themselves on their phone or whtev and Bakugo is crushing on user and he goes to them 😽💥

Ps. Loving ur work im eating ts like a starved woman u angel omg 🙏

Haha thank you means a lot lovely! I had so much fun writing this so thanks for the request. I hope it’s what you mean 🫶

Antisocial

Bakugo x fem reader

Everyone was lounging around in the common room of the dorms, kirishima, denki and Sero were arguing over which pro hero’s they think they could win in a fight against.

The girls were gossiping, they also dragged todoroki along with them. Him just nodding away at their conversations often replying with oh’s and mhm’s when they chime him in.

While Izuku was scribbling away in his journal.

Bakugo was sat next to kirishima, not paying attention to any of their antics because he was to busy looking for you.

Bakugo has kinda had a thing for you for awhile now, took him a while to realise he actually liked you because of his stubborn nature but once he did he was going insane.

You were a very anti social person and you only ever really had conversations when needed or when others talked to you.

You were the complete opposite of Bakugo his loud nature with your quiet one but surprisingly you both got along really well.

Maybe it was the fact you both had romantic feelings for each other.

But both of you were to scared to admit it.

You were scared because how could Bakugo like someone like you? He was loud and you were quiet, he had seemed to have high expectations for everybody and you were worried you didn’t quite fit under any of them.

And Bakugo was scared because he never really knew how you were feeling because you never really socialise with anyone. Hell he can’t even go and ask one of the girls because you rarely talk to them. (They all love you though, they think your the sweetest they just let you do your own thing)

You found comfort in being alone with your own company and your phone, which is precisely what you were doing right now, on your phone in your dorm room.

Bakugo was getting frustrated as he hadn’t seen you much (he just misses you) so he decided if you weren’t going to socialise with him, he was gonna socialise with you.

With a huff he gets up off the couch, ignoring his friends protests and heads to your dorm.

He knocks loudly hoping to give you enough warning before barging in making you jump and clutch your chest, your phone flying out of your hands.

“Jesus Bakugo! You scared me”

“Tch didn’t mean to”

He came in and shut the door behind him before standing there awkwardly, he didn’t really think this far ahead.

Shit.

You look up at him, sighing before patting the spot on the bed next to you.

He nods and heads over before sitting down his body whole tense.

It was a very akward and tense silence both not knowing what to say.

He clears his throat before speaking

“Didn’t see you much today.”

“Yeah I didn’t wanna eat with the others so I took my lunch outside, and after class I came straight here.”

You look away embarrassed, which he finds absolutely adorable.

“Why not?”

“People aren’t my scene”

“Bet you wouldn’t know.”

You say, his eyebrows quirk up giving you a confused look,

“The fuck does that mean”

“You know, your loud and very body loves you and you have loads of friends.”

“Those idiots aren’t my friends and m’not that loud”

“Sooo… you don’t have any friends then?”

There’s a pause, he hesitates before saying in a soft tone

“Your my friend”

“Really? I get to be friends with THE Bakugo?”

Your tone is playful and he just smiles slightly before you nudge him with your elbow saying,

“Your my friend too”

There another pause of silence but this time it’s more of a comfortable one, Like you both are soaking in each other presence, and Bakugo is finally letting his body relax.

“This is nice, I enjoy the peace like this.”

You smile down at your lap, you alone with your crush. In your dorm. By yourself.

Oh.

Your cheeks heat up.

“Correction, I enjoy peace with you.”

You say not bothering to look up at him.to worried he will see how hard your blushing right now.

He turns his head when he hears you say this internally giggling and kicking his feet.

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm”

Again, another beat of silence.

“Do you wanna do this more often? Sometime soon? Just us two, maybe lunch?”

His heart is beating in his chest so hard he feel like it might fall out of his ass.

“Are you asking me on a date?”

“Yeah I think I am.”

He was sweating, what if you down right rejected him? Oh god. He wouldn’t be able to live that down. He was really overthinking it. See what you so to him?

“I would love to.”

You whisper.

He looks over to you noticing how your avoiding eye contact and how flushed you look.

“Are you blushing?”

“No” you say looking around causing him to let out a breathy chuckle.

His index finger hooks under your chin turning your head towards him. And he’s instantly meet with your whole face red as a tomato.

“Aw you are!”

You blush even harder. Omg omg you think to yourself,

His hand comes up to cup your cheek, and looks down at your lips, leaning in but stopping an inch away, before looking back up at your eyes.

You nod, and he leans in and presses his lips against yours, it’s slow, and his lips are?

Surprisingly soff?

For someone with a fiery temper god he has soft lips.

He pulls away from the kiss and smirks,

“So I’ll see you at lunch tomorrow?”

“Mhm” you say nodding your head to flustered to form a real answer,

And before you blink he is gone.

And your left there stunned. And you don’t have anyone to talk to about this.

As Bakugo closes your door behind him he leans against the wall and he is blushing so HARD. He wants to go back in there and do it again, he misses you already.

But he can’t let you see how flustered you make him.

After all he is still Bakugo.

[therealsasori]

To emotions and good coffee Part 1 (a hidekane story)

Hide thought the world must be playing a joke on him. How exactly does he always end up in these unfortunate situations?

Don't get him wrong. Seeing Kaneki alive and relativly well, is something Hide feels glad to witness. And regaining contact with his best friend after 4 years, and when he isn't some kind of monster rampaging trough tokyo is a blessing to him. He does not take it for granted. Really.

He's glad he was able to help Kaneki in any capacity. Glad he could be of use to him and his friends. Glad neither of them is rotting in the ground. Honestly, Hide feels blessed.

However - there is a certain strain, an akwardness, in their interactions that is unknown ground for both of them. After Kaneki was outside of dragon and the war was over and things had been said and done - the initial flowing conversations between them have come to a halt. There is no longer negotiations or strategies involved in their talks. When thinks get personal, they struggle.

And not because of what you would usually think to be the reasons- like a torn off face. Sure, Hide admits his recovery was painful, long and hard. Memories of skin ripping and blood spilling make him shudder. Nightmares haunt him every other night. Looking in the mirror hurts - even though after plenty of grueling surgeries his face resembles a face much more than it did during the war.

But Hide can't regret the decision he made that day - not after it saved Kanekis life, not after everything he's done the past 4 years was for Kaneki. Not after it meant kissing Kaneki.

No, fuck, shit, stop thinking that Hide.

There's an awkward cough and some shifting. Hides had snaps up, staring wide eyed at his best friend who's uncomfortably fumbling with the sleeve of his black turtleneck. The converence room they're in feels so much bigger than Hide remembers. It's honestly funny how everyone left so quickly and how they ended up alone. Super funny. Especially how they use the space of this room to be as far away from each other as possible.

Hide has to surpress a snort - really. Two bros in a room, 5 feet apart because one of them is decidedly not gay and has a wife. Haha. Ouch.

"So...", Kaneki breathes. Hide feels almost sorry for him. Almost.

"Good meeting huh?" an uncomfortable chuckle.

Hide tilts his head to the side. Really?  God, this is painful. Hes unimpressed though.

"Sure. If you're into that kind of stuff." Hide sighs. He wants to bang his head on the table. Kaneki looks- sad. Defeated. Until he doesn't.

The man he loves takes a deep breath, straight backed, determined eyes and he strides. Two long steps and hes in front of Hide. Did the room shrink?

Hide has always prided himself in being good at reading people. At reading his best friend. But 4 years of distance and pain can and will change a man. And Hide isn't sure what he's searching for in Kanekis eyes. Recognition maybe? The boy Hide spent nights with talking on the playground, the boy who cried when they found a hurt bird in elementary school. His Kaneki. His? Please, Kaneki has never been his. Hide has to swallow the bile thats coming up at that thought.

Staring back at him is a somewhat scary, confident man, with beautiful grey eyes that- Huh?!

Eyes that are suddenly swarmed with tears. A trembling mouth - a sob. What is happening?

"Yo, Neki, is that really how the most feared and strongest man of tokyo should behave? Haha, shit dude if I tell the press about this they will go wild."  Hide feels honestly overwhelmed.

This is not how he thought this would go.

Kaneki bites his own lip to surpress the sobs. And, ah, shit- Hide wants to do that. Stop!

"H-Hide.." Kaneki tries to speak but he just ends up crying more. Hide almost laughs, if he wasn't also very much concerned.

"Hey, man if this is about my face again - really Kaneki we've been over it. It's fine ok? I am not mad or anything.." he tries to reassure the beautiful man infront of him. But he's having a hard time focusing on anything but how gorgerous Kaneki is.

Man, the gay is strong again today.

Hide sighs, "Listen dude, its really fine. And it's kinda getting late and you should probably go home to your wife. I am sure you'll feel better. I mean, nothing a pretty lady can't fix, right? "

Hide feels a headache coming on.

Everything stops. The sudden silence makes goosebumps rise up on Hides skin. Kaneki is still, staring at the ground. Hide isn't even sure if he's breathing.

"Why?... why do you keep doing that?"

The sudden question combined with those steely grey eyes take Hide aback. There is so much hurt in those eyes and Hide wants to melt into the ground.

"What? " Hide asks, voice somehow barely louder than a whisper. But in the all surrounding silence he might as well have been screaming.

Kaneki makes a sound, something between a chuckle and a sob, shakes tears out of his eyes and forces Hide by sheer willpower to look at him. Hide can see how so many people follow this man- he commands the room. But then again, he's always done that for Hide.

"Talk about Touka. You always talk about Touka whenever we are around each other. You avoid having an actual conversation with me. Why?"  Kaneki hands are trembling, he pushes them trough his hair and folds them together. Hide swears he feels the vibrations of Kanekis tremble on his insides.

"I- I don't understand. She's your wife. You love her, so why is this a problem? I am just happy for you man." Hide scratches at his face. Part of him wants to scratch out his eyes.

Kaneki still looks so so sad and Hide can't handle this much longer.

"Because it's not about her! You keep avoiding me. I, fuck Hide, I miss you. YOU. Thats who I want to talk about." The tremble has reached Kanekis voice, to Hide it's shaking the whole building.

Hide swallows, hard. Tries to breathe. It doesn't work. Ok no more lies. It hasn't helped them in the past.

"I miss you too. I just- don't...know how to be around you.."

He might as well have punched Kaneki in the face. The love of his life flinches. Looks at him like a kicked puppy. Like Hide just broke his heart. Funny how that works.

"Hide, I would never hurt you. Never again. Please, what can I do to prove it to you?" He's almost begging, desperate. Needy in the worst way.

Hide laughs, a sad broken sound and shakes his head. "I am hurting Ken. All the time. And it's not fair, not to you or me."

Kaneki comes impossibly closer, searching for answers in Hides eyes. "Why?" a soft touch to Hides cheek. Stormy grey eyes- and they're full of love just not the kind Hide wants. An angel, really, thats what Kaneki looks like to him.

Hide can't stand it, how weak he has become. A dam breaks.

"I managed it so well, for years. I could handle it. But I am afraid too much has happened since. I don't know how to keep it in Ken. You know, I've been thinking - Maybe I should have died in those sewers. " wet cheeked he tries to stiffle his noises, keepin his dignity.

Kaneki looks alarmed. "What?! What are you talking about? Hide y-"

Ah. It's soft. Warm, allthough a bit too wet for Hides liking. Their tears combining on their faces. But Hide isn't one to complain. He takes it, every last drop. Bathes in the warmth. Embraces the ache. And he wants. He wants so badly. But he can't have what he wants, and it kills him.

Hide pulls away, disconnecting lips. He so craves to remain right there. But it isn't right. Those lips aren't his to claim.

Thread rushes into him, realization of his mistake setting into his brain. He's ruined it. The last bit of connection they had.

And Hide runs. Only for a second before he bolts for the door he sees wide grey eyes. Stunned. Confused. Shocked. And surely in a moment disgusted and Hide really doesn't want to see that.

He doesn't get very far. Admittedly he isn't sure why he thought he could outrun a ghoul. Even less so the one eyed king. But a part of him had hoped Kaneki would just let him go.

Instead there is an iron grip around Hides left wrist- sending ice crawling trough his veins. Hide closes his eyes.

"Don't run from me." A surprisingly soft voice begs of him. The grip on his wrist loosens a bit. "Hide... I want to talk to you. I need to talk to you. Please."

Hide feels like he might explode. He spins around, eyes fierce. And is met by Kanekis soft stare.

"How haven't you atleast punched me yet?" Hide demands. He is confused, scared, angry and in love. He's so so so in love.

The love of his miserable life just laughs. "Why would I do that? I don't intend to use force, unless you try to run away again. I am sure we'll figure something out, Hide. Don't you think?"  And Kaneki smiles. Smiles at him with so much love in his eyes it makes Hide forget how to breathe. And he takes his hand and squeezes, pulls. Hide stumbles. Kaneki sighs and murmurs against Hides temple:

"Let's go home, Hide. I'll make us some coffee."

[luvingshidou]

WHO ARE YOU???

....its not like you every cared...

wild card!! kunigami rensuke x fem!! reader

ANGSTT

probably ooc

not proofread

Today was the day that you were finally going to meet Kunigami after not seeing him in what felt like decades. You were a small local café sitting down waiting for him, you already had a cup of tea but he would be here soon, right???. You were excited about meeting him. All you wanted to do was go up a hug him to death and give him millions of kisses all over his face. But even with all that excitement, you knew that kunigami would be different, he's text messages have been so dry, like there was a drone texting you and when you'd watch his newer matches he looked so tired, so drained, like he was more of a soccer drone the an actual human being. When he saw you, would he want to break up with you??? Would he even show up???

You can fondly remember the last day before he went to blue lock he took you out on beach date, and you can remember him kissing you at sunset, promising you that he would text you everyday, call you everyday and when he'd would come back to smother you in kisses and hug you to death, but now your not sure he'd even come to the café at all!!!

You continued to overthink when you suddenly felt a strong hand on your shoulder. "Y/N." Kunigami says he voice sounding emotionless and cold. Without another word, he sat down across from you. god, he looked so tired, so dead looking.

"Oh, Rensuke, ah— how are you???" You say, smiling at him, trying to mask your nervousness. Fuck, you couldn't lie but you felt a bit intimated by him, he was so closed off, you just which you knew what happened so you could help him!!!

"Fine." He responds, he sounds like he couldn't care less about this conversation or this 'date' if you could even call it that at this point. He was not making it easy to keep the conversation going.

"And how's your sisters???" You ask, hoping he would make it more akward than it already was. Thinking about it, know he didn't even hug you, fuck now you were overthinking even more.

"There good." He answers, not any hint of interest in his voice. "That's good!!" You respond, trying to be as nice as possible. You started to pour yourself some tea, trying your best not to worry, its gonna be fineeee.

"Y/N. I'm here cause I want to be clear with you." Kunigami starts speaking, his eyes boring into yours. Fuck, fuck, fuck, you wanted disappear, run away, you wanted to be anywhere but here. "I've thought about it, and we should break up. You're distracting me from my football, and I can't let that happen. I hope you understand." He says blanked face, still staring at you. You could feel yourself frowning, your eyes darting around the place, you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes, you let out a measly "What??" You looked down at the table, staring at the cup of tea, trying not to start sob. You began wiping your tears, feeling like your heart has been trampled on. What a piece of shit.

"I have to go Y/N." Kunigami says, getting up. You had a gut feeling it was going to happen, but God did it hurt. "Rensuke— please, please don't leave me— I love you, —i need you, please." You plead, sobbing quietly, your breathing becoming slightly erratic. You knew it sounded pathetic and needy, but you'd do anything to keep this relationship going.

"Sorry." Kunigami murmurs and turns around quickly. "And don't keep chasing for me, I won't take up back." He stopped for a second and then began to walk away, not saying another word. He didn't even turn around and face you, didn't have to balls to make eye contact why you were pleading with him, your mascara running down your face. This Kunigami was a complete stranger to you, who even was he???

(sorry, I haven't posted for like 4 days. i have such a bad toothache that I've been crying 🤕🤕🤕)

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Friendly Collaboration Pt.8

Paring: hokeyplayer!sunghoon × onlyfan!reader

Genre: social media!au; academical rivals; smut

Worming: only fans use; smut (mdni please); swearing; probably grammar mistakes (not English speaker/dyslexic)

Synopsis: Sunghoon get obsessed with a only fan creator he casually find on a stressed day and he truly believes he is in love with her even if he never see her face. He doesn't know that behind the screen is his university rival and he doesn't know what kind of deal they'll make

a.n: I didn't check this chapter so there might be more errors than usual, sorry

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You sit in front of Sunghoon the moment you arrived at the caffé. It’s not that away from your dormitory but is not a place you go out, but apparently he does.

You were scared the moment you read his massages. How does he know? Why he want to talk about it instead of just ignore it? You would had to, you would pretend you know nothing. Why he ask you to see one other? Why he sit there all smiley? What does he mean with friendly collaboration?

-So, what do you want?- You ask irritated after moment of silence. -Trust me, I’m not happy to do it- -not happy but all smily- -You look so miserable and that’s my joy but what I’m about to ask, I’m so disappointed that I have to ask you- You stay silent, he is the one who suppose to talk.

-I have to ask you a favor- He can blackmailed you, but he is the one who need a favor? That’s sims wrong.

-I’m already regretting this- His smile was lost right before he start talking about the favor and now he is massaging his eyes with one hand and start to being actually akward. Straightening his back, little red face, so you make an easy conclusion, the most obvious one.

-I’m not taking your virginity, ask a real prostitute for that- He truly believe you are that type of person? Yes you post photo and video online for money so you can have a little more to buy yourself funny stuff. But you never show your face, never sell your body, never sell yourself.

-I’m not a virgin- He knows you weren’t make fun of him, your serious face was pretty clear about that, but his ego was telling him to clarify that first.

-You ask me how I know that you were queeny- He take a pause, organizing his words. -During truth or dare you take off your clothes, I recognize the lingerie, I recognize your body- You stare at him more confused then before. You see him when his friends makes fun of him when he get embarrassed and his actions right now remind you of those moments. He is looking at the table and before he talk again both your order arrived. He order you a normal caffè probably the easiest option he could have think off. You never consider to order cause you believe this conversation wasn’t taking this long but the model student was way too self conscious for not choosing his words wisely.

-I saw all of your video- And after this sentence his eyes was on you. Serious, confident as he wasn’t 10 second before. You wander how much difficult is for him to faking this much.

-I want you to fuck me- You roll your eyes to the sky. That’s exactly what you would not do. -I’m. Not. A. Prostitute-

-I know. You don’t understand what I’m asking you- He takes so much time to said so much nothing. -You want me to fuck you so you don’t talk, I’m not going to do it- You stand up but Sunghoon run in front of you.

-If you accept or not I’m not going to tall around the campus your business. As I already said I’m not threatening you, listen to me- He slowly make you sit to the table again. He told you want he want, you do not agree, so way should you sit and listen? Somehow you were curious about what more shit he is going to said.

-Since the first time I saw your video I wander what you would feels like. I don’t want to fuck you because I’m some kind of perv, I want to fuck you cause I need it. I can’t get it out of my head, it’s like I’m addicted to a drug I never use so I have no idea of how I’m addicted to it. Trust me, I didn’t want to feel this way- And you get he was saying the truth, maybe his serious tone, maybe his eyes looking right inside yours as he can collocate his words inside your head one by one.

-I’m beginning you, I’ll do everything, even film it. A one time collaboration with a real dick, a special. I don’t even want you to pay me. That’s the friendly collaboration I was talking about; I gave you a way for getting more money, you let me try this drug I’m so addicted about so I can detoxify-

His long pause looking for sentences have sense now, cause his speech make you consider his idea.

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Double Life Remixed p.18

*Tango's pov*

You visit Pearl first, you don't know why Scott insisted on checking on them first but it's not like you had any better ideas and Scott won last season despite having started with two lives so he probably knows what he's doing...

... Pearl and Scar's base is... interesting. Looks like a zoo more then anything. Actually, looking at the amount of animals here it might actually be a zoo.

You don't hear Pearl approaching and Scott definitely doesn't either because you see him have a mini heart attack when Pearl appears behind them like a fucking apparition.

Pearl: Hey there!

Tango: AHHHHHH! (You know Tango's high pitched cartoony scream? That)

Scott is the one to recover first from the scare.

Scott: Hiii. So this is where you and Scar settled in?

Pearl: Sure is!

You decide to actually join in in this conversation... just observing two people talk while staying silent like some silent watcher observer is extremely akward... What was that? Your thoughts went a bit...weird for a moment... Oh well, where were you? Right, joining in.

Tango: Went for a zoo theme? Are you zookeepers then?

Pearl: Sure are mate!

Scott: ... Yeah, how did that happen by the way?

Pearl: Oh, Scar got the pandas and I got the wolves and then Scar found some cats and then we got some animals for farming and it just went from there.

Scott: Well it is very nice, I could see part of it from our base.

Pearl: Oh mate, we're neighbors? We should try to be friends then.

Tango: Yeah...sure.

Pearl: What? It's true.

Scott: Hmm, where is Scar by the way? And why would you leave him alone.

Pearl: Oh! He's still with the pandas, do you want to join in?

You look at Scott, he looks back thoughtfully before nodding.

Tango: Sure?

Pearl: Follow me!

Scar is exactly where Pearl said he was, It's not like you expected her to lie or something but still...how long has he been here?

Scar: Oh hello! What can I do for you?? Came with an offer cause I would be open to hear-

Pearl: Scar, they are visitors. Wanted to look at the pandas.

Scar: Oh yes! The Jellie Pandas! Aren't they adorable?

Tango: What are they? Some weird...cat panda hybrid???? How have you done this!?

Scar: ✨Magic.✨

Scott: How...did you do that with your mouth-

Tango: They are...completely different species??????

Pearl: Well, so are humans and blazes and yet you exist mate.

Tango: I- uh...I don't think that's how it works.

Pearl: Isn't it?

Tango: . . .no?

Scott: Is it like... ⭐? No uhhh 🌟?

Tango: Scott! Stop trying to make... sounds! Pearl is giving me an existencial crisis.

Scott: Wait I got it. ✨.

Tango: Scott!

Scott: Yes ✨dear✨?

You die immediately, thank you Scott... Well you don't actually die but your soul almost exits from your body.

You aren't going survive this series if Scott keeps this up, Scott might as well just straight up kill you at this point...

Ah, more like gay up kill you... Oh gods his sense of humor is already rubbing off on you this is both the best and worst possible timeline.

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[urperfectcinnamonroll07]

Can I request a chishiya angst please?? but later it goes angst smut?? please do it!! Im dying to see one! Thank you!

Guilty Pleasures

requested?: yes pairing(s): shuntarō chishiya x afab!reader genre: angst, smut warning(s): angst, smut, hate fuck, mentions of close death, mentions of injury and being shot, mentions of blood and crying, pussy slapping, degradation, chishiya being a nonchalant little bitch (shock horror gasp), unprotected sex (stay safe pls), piv sex, summary: 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 word count: 1.2k a/n: hiya!! thank you so much for requesting oml i saw this at 6am and i almost screamed! i hope this fits and if it doesn't feel free to tell me honey! make sure you all eat and drink, love yas, mwah! -Cilla

you and chishiya absolutely hated eachother and everyone knew it. you were always bickering, giving snarky remarks to eachother whenever you felt like it.

now, you would also both play games together, but keep on with the snarky remarks whenever someone did something wrong.

today was an extra hard game. it was the second wave of the games, and you had been stuck with chishiya.

the king of spades left you heavily wounded, and much to your dismay, you had been left with chishiya.

you were joking the whole time you had a bullet in your side. even though he was worried about you somewhere deep down in his cold-hearted and stoic body, he still kept his nonchalant face and demeanor.

"you can't be joking about these things" he mumbled as he pressed down on your wound, making you groan in pain, tears stinging your eyes and threatening to spill over.

"but i feel holey" you said with a feined smile, the pain making you feel nauseous.

he let out a light-hearted chuckle at the comment. he pressed down harder, the bleeding was still going, but not as much.

you were both in an abandoned house, which you both managed to find bandages in. he reached for the bandages which were discarded to the side and sat you up, still pressing down on your wound. he tightly wrapped them around you, lifting your t-shirt up slightly to get to the wounded area.

"y'know, for someone who claims to hate me, you're doing an aweful lot to keep me alive right now" you say, your big doe eyes peircing through his cold ones.

"you can't die on my hands. you of all people should know that" he mutters. you chuckle lightly at his comment.

"i guess i should huh" you mutter.

you felt there was something in the way the veins in his hands flexed when they were doing something, the way he looked when he was concentrated, but you felt a heat rush to your core.

you unconciously rubbed your thighs together, and you thought he didn't notice until he spoke up, still staring at your thighs.

"the fuck are you doing?" he said standing up and staring down at you with his hard eyes. you didn't know what to say so you simply shrugged, your cheeks flushing a deep shade of red.

he shook his head in response, picking up the leftover bandages and putting them back where he found them.

"if you were feeling horny you could've just said" he said, you could practically feel the smirk on his face as he did so.

"i think that would've been akward conversation for the both of us" you mutter shyly.

he nods before walking back towards you and placing both hands either side of you, trapping you to the couch and searching in your eyes.

eventually he smashed his lips onto yours, kissing you aggressively. there wasn't much passion in the kiss, but there was hints of gentleness at certain parts. it wasn't rushed, nor was it slow, it was at just the right pace for you to keep up with it.

he pulled away and swiftly pulled your top over your head, earning a wince from you as he brushed past your bullet wound. he shushes you before going back to attacking your lips.

you felt his hands wrap around you, unclasping your bra and throwing it somewhere in the room. he instantly starts playing with your nipples, flicking his fingers over them.

he kisses down your neck, leaving small bites as he does so. he takes one of your tits in his mouth, wrapping his lips around the hardened nipple.

you whimper out when you feel his hardened dick against your thigh. he managed to get you to lie down on the sofa again with him on top of you.

since his right thigh was inbetween yours, you moved your hips against his, earning a groan from him. your clothed pussy rubbed deliciously against his thigh, making just the right amount of friction for your clit.

you felt his arms move down past your waist and down to your bottoms, lifting your hips to pull them down, throwing them somewhere along with your bra and t-shirt.

you moaned loudly as chishiya grabbed your hips and pulled your pussy down onto his thigh. your clit rubbed against his sweatpants, earning strings of moans from you.

"shut the fuck up before i fuck you dumb you stupid whore" he spits, moving his face closer to yours.

he keeps his hands on your hips, moving them for you when you start to slow down.

"you close huh? did i say you could cum yet? you're gonna wait until that pussy of yours is wrapped so tight around my cock to cum, i get to say when you cum" he says, opening your mouth with his fingers, shoving them down your throat and almost making you gag.

you try to keep your hips moving, but chishiya quickly grabs your hips with both hands, almost ripping them from your mouth and stops your movements.

you whimper out in protest as he does so, making him slap your pussy harshly.

he makes quick work of getting his sweatpants and shirt off, going back down to kiss you harshly.

he lined himself up with your enterence and pushes himself into you with one single thrust. he doesn't give you much time to adjust before he thrusts in and out of you quickly and very hard.

he hits your g-spot over and over, even though you hand't been fucking for long. even though he was keeping at a fast pace, he was trying his hardest not to hurt you even more then you already were.

you were moaning over and over again, your hands travelling up to his hair and tugging on it harshly. he groans before tugging you upwards into another kiss.

his tongue enters your mouth, asserting his domination. he rests his elbows either side of you, his hips snapping into yours over and over again.

"you wanted this huh? you want me to fuck you so hard? oh what would you do without me hm? certainly wouldn't be able to fuck yourself as good as im fucking you now" he pulls away and whispers into your ear, grabbing your hair and pulling it back.

you moan loudly and your nails scrape down his back, definately leaving a red mark for you to see tomorrow. you felt the growing pleasure intensifying in the pit of your stomach.

your moans started to get more high pitched and loud, signalling you were close.

"you gonna cum huh? yeah? gonna cum with me? such a fucking whore hm, creaming around my cock like this? what would the others think slut? you think they would want a go with you?" he groans in your ear.

you moan loudly as you cum around his cock. he still fucks into you, riding out your highs, filling you with his seed. a white ring formed at the base of his cock. there was a few moments of silence before he spoke up.

"this changes nothing" he says, pulling out of you and retrieving his clothes, gettind redressed and then going to retrieve yours. "i still hate you"

"i hate you too" you say, beginning to sit up.

you get yourself redressed.

"i'll take the floor" he mutters, grabbing a pillow and two blankets, throwing one at you. "night" he says dryly.

"night" you say quietly, drifting off to sleep.

even though you knew it meant nothing, you couldn't help feel an attraction towards the blonde man. but he wouldn't reciprocate, right?

[sundaydasnowleopard]

Armin arlert smut ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

(First time writing smut bare with me😭)

Sub armin x fem bimbo mean! Reader

(Warning)sub armin, dom reader, use of ma’am, pussy, cock, etc

Armins pov!

There’s this girl in my class, she’s super pretty and hot.. every time I see her pass by I can’t help but to get these dirty thoughts it’s gross i know but I can’t help it!

I’ve recently been purposely failing classes to see if our professor would maybe suggest her to tutor me, yeah besides her whole bimbo act she’s surprisingly has a very high score in this class. So my goal is to atleast try and get closer to her.. agh! I can feel the heat rise on my cheeks and..something else rise.

Your pov!

Ughh my professor just asked me to tutor armin, now I’m not mad that it’s him but like seriously me!? Tutoring someone, idk if I’m capable of that but oh well guess I have to.

—————————————————————time skip

I gave armin my number so I could text him the time he should come to my dorm so I can tutor him, he got so flustered it was.. kinda cute! What no, no way that I think that about some whimpy nerdy guy like him.

As I’m lost in my thoughts I hear my phone ding! And I go and look at my phone to see a message from armin saying he’s outside my dorm now, So I jump from my bed and look at myself in the mirror and try and make myself look decent.

“Uh h-hi (name)”

“Hi armin!, come in and take a sit by my desk or where ever I don’t really care”

Armin walks over and carefully places his notebook and books next to all your other stuff, you look at him and see him admire your room and the way it’s perfectly decorated.

“So! Let’s get started on helping you in math!”

I say trying to start a conversation and make things less akward, I take a seat next to armin and and get started on explaining on something that seemed to be troubling him on the subject. I look up and noticed his eyes already staring into my own, I blush and continue to stare like if I’m getting hypnotized by his beautiful ocean blue eyes…

“Your very beautiful (name)”

My eyes widen in shock ‘where’d he get all this confidence’ I think to myself.

We stare into our eyes for a bit when suddenly he leans in closer closing the gap between us, soon the kiss starts turning into a heated make out session and things quickly start to escalate.

“Take that shirt off armin”

Armin does as told and starts to undress , then looking up at you as if he’s asking ‘what next’.

“Eat this pussy arminnn~” you say whine bending over the desk where you guys have abandoned your guys notebooks.

“Yes ma’am”

Armin immediately gets flustered and I can see the buldge Im his pants getting bigger, he then gets up and kneels on the floor infront of your pussy.

“May I-may I pull these down”

Armin asks in a shaky voice.

“Mhm take them off Angel”

‘Can’t believe I’m giving this nerd pussy right now..’ you think in your head

And with that armin slowly pulled down your panties and took a good look at your pretty pussy just admiring and feeling lucky to get with the prettiest popular smart bimbo girl!

He then licks at your clit then starts taking bigger licks hesitantly.

“Mhm fuck armin- doing to well for me”

This gave armin the confidence to starts sucking and going at it on your pussy eating it like his last meal.

“Fuck- taste so good”

“Hah- fuck min,min”

You practically chant his name, seems like the only thing you can do is to just scream his name because hes eating you to the point where you can’t think straight. Soon you feel your climax coming through.

“Fuck! Min, cumming, cumming!”

And with that you came all over his face leaving you juices to go all over and making a mess on his face, he slurps up al your juices savoring the taste on his tongue.

“Hah- fuck your good at that”

You say and turn around and look down at armin and see that his pants have a wet spot.

Holy shit! Did armin really cum by just eating you out, damn that’s hot.

——————————————————————-time skip

Armin is now walking out of your dorm after that fun day you guys just had!

“Text me later Minnie”

“Of course darlings”

You shut the door and jumó on your bed happy with how your day went!

“Damn I love him”

(Anyways sorry if this is bad it’s my first time writing smut and only my second time writing to pls if there’s anything I can do to make this better let me know, thanks!)

[ninthskzmember]

Birthday, debut. Part III

Part two

Idol!skz word count: 1,7k. warnings: Hyunjin is a jealous fuck.

Requests are open :)

"Hey mate" Chris greeted Luke and shook his hand.

"Hey guys," Ashton came in behind his friend, followed by Michael and then Calum.

A general "hey" came from my member's side, as did the other two guys. Then there was an akward silence between all of us.

"Moonjin, congrats on your performance!" Ashton exclaimed and came my way to hug me, and I disappeared in his arms.

"It's like a huge Changbin is hugging her." Seungmin commented and, once again, won a punch from Minho.

"Hyungggg," he cried while rubbing his stomach again.

"Told ya." Minho glanced at him with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"We got you this as a gift; I know you love it." Calum spoke for the first time towards me, handing me a six-pack of Australian beer.

"Thank you!" I smiled at him, taking the beverage from his hand as he gifted me one of his smirks, one of the kind where his eyes disappear. "And thank you for coming all the way here. It really means a lot to me." I looked at the four of them.

"It's nothing; you're our friend, mate! It's the least thing we can do." Mike smiled. "You're always coming to us; it was our turn."

"Yeah, that's right," Felix said with an overly deep voice, winning a gasp from Ashton and Michael.

"I honestly always forget you've got that voice, bruh; you do not fail to surprise me." Ashton joked around, trying to be nice.

Thank God the eight of my guys laughed lightly.

"He's my fairy with a truck driver's voice." I joked, and my best friend laughed and placed his arm around my shoulders.

"When are you coming to work with us?" Michael asked

Hyunjin was surprisingly quiet, just observing the whole interaction.

"So you came all the way here just to exploit me?” Another joke came from me.

"No. But we always have a great time together! And I'm inviting all of you," he said, looking at my members too.

"I'm sure 3racha would love to." Jeongin responded, smiling sweetly.

"Anytime, mate," Chan said. It's kind of weird when Chris is talking almost monosyllabic.

Minho kindly engaged in a conversation with the Australians, and Hyunjin took advantage of the situation to pull me aside.

"I thought Calum wasn't here." His deep stare was nailed to my eyes.

"I thought that too." I blinked repeatedly. "He did not even make a sound when Luke called... And you know, I can tell those kinds of things."

"Yeah, we know you're obsessed with the man," Hyunjin said, rolling his eyes. I ignored his comment; he was just trying to make drama.

"But it's sweet," he gave me the most deadly look when the words came out of my mouth. "That they're here," I raised my eyebrows. "I never did that for them."

"That was surely your man trying to make it up to you and taking his whole band to not make it obvious," he replied with his arms crossed over his chest.

"No, Cal's not that type." I denied it as I glanced over to the man in the subject: "If he messes up, he'll own up to that."

"Oh, so he's your man," he said, raising his eyebrows at me.

"Yeah." I nodded just to upset him.

He has been getting on my nerves all day.

I saw how his ears turned red from anger and jealousy, which made me laugh inside my head, but he did not show it.

"Felix" Hyunjin called our best friend, "Talk to her; I cannot stand her. She's being Mini-Minho again."

An angry Jinnie walked away from me, and I smirked funny. Felix came all the way to me.

"What did you do?" he asked.

"He's being toxic. Calum has barely talked to me, and he is being dramatic." I looked at the blonde one and said, "You know me, Lix."

"He's sensitive. And so are you, even if you don't show it. Think about how you would feel if Lia was here instead of Calum."

"Yeah, as if it doesn't happen at least two times in a day," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Moonjin-ah!" I heard a familiar voice come from the open door, letting my female best friend be seen.

"RYUJIN," I said, opening my arms and encouraging her to come to me.

She rushed through the people and hugged me tightly

"Congratulations, mama," she smiled widely, and I did the same to her.

"Thank you! We were just talking about..."

"Moonjin-ssi sunbaenim" Yeji came in behind my best friend and said, "Congratulations on your debut." She bowed at me along with Yuna and Lia.

"Thank you." I bowed back and looked at Chan, who was looking at the scene.

"I think I need to shut up sometimes," Felix whispered at me.

"Ya think?" I threw a deadly look at him.

"MOONJIN UNNIE" Another voice, agitated this time, made its way to my ears. "I'm so sorry, I was peeing." She laughed and hugged me.

"I hope you washed your hands," I joked at Chaeryeong and all the girls, and Felix laughed.

"I did not," she said, caressing my face with his wet hand, which had obviously been washed but not dried.

"MoonJin-ssi" My manager caught my attention. "There's people that wanted to congratulate and say hi."

"Yeah, sure." I smiled. "Tell them to come in."

Not two seconds later, Suga came into the dressing room, along with the rest of his members. Immediately everyone—except for 5SOS—bowed at them. The 5SOS members bowed after realizing that everyone did.

"Congratulations Moonjin!" Suga bowed and then hugged me.

"Thank you, Yoongi-ssi." I smiled at him.

All the BTS members came one by one to hug me and congratulate me.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" Taehyung talked to me, and I looked at Hyunjin rapidly. He wanted to take me out to dinner tonight.

"I think I've got this thing with my members..." I almost whispered.

"No, you don't," Seungmin said out loud, and Minho took action again.

"We wanted to take you out too," Luke said out of nowhere.

"Oh, three groups frightened for her love," Lia said in a Phoebe Buffay way quietly to Yuna, but not quietly enough for me not to hear. Not from her.

"We can arrange a small party in our house." Namjoon offered, and Jungkook nodded in agreement.

"Sure!" Chan came into the conversation. He definitely liked the Bangtang boys more than the 5SOS boys. "I'd offer our dorm, but it's pretty small," he added shyly.

"It's no problem. We'll take care of it." Suga smiled

I did not make this clear, but... I'm pretty close with Yoongi. We like to write and produce a lot together. He helped me a lot with my album. Being close to him and working with him is pretty much spending time with his members too.

Felix often gets kind of possessive over me when Yoongi is around. He told me that he's afraid that I'd drift apart with him.

So yeah, the majority of my members are pussies. Seungmin, Minho, and I get tagged like the 'cold and heartless ones'. Sometimes even Jeongin.

"Everyone is invited!" Jin said it out loud, and I laughed.

"Thank you, Sunbanim," the Itzy members bowed at the Bangtan boys and also did the rest of us, thanking them.

The boys left the room, but not before Jungkook gifted me another hug and congratulations.

Yeji, Lia, Ryujin, Chaeryeong, and Yuna followed the BTS steps and left us all alone again.

"Where are you staying?"

"Four Seasons," Calum replied.

"Y'all are wealthy bitches," I laughed.

"Youngblood did pretty well, actually," Luke replied to me with a smirk on his face.

"You know, I really like that song... The one that talks about a knitted sweater for two."

"Oh, so, the one that you helped write," Ashton added, and he let out a little laugh. His kind of little laughs

"Talk fast. Ro-mance" Jisung did a little dance while singing a part of the song, making me laugh.

"No, Ji, sing YOUR song." I jumped excited.

"Oh yeah, wait," he said, clearing his throat. "Whyyyy, won't you love me?"

"Damn, he can hit those notes," a surprised Ashton said again.

"They all have their songs." I looked at the four guys.

"Yeah? From Youngblood?" Luke raised his eyebrows, kind of excited.

"Most of them," I nodded. "So, Chan is a hundred percent Youngblood. Then Minnie is―"

"Don't call me that," both Minho and Seungmin protested at the same time.

"Bro, you'll take whatever I say," I frowned at Seungmin. "As I was saying, Minho oppa..." I corrected myself this time while looking at him. "... is Valentine. Binnie is If Walls Could Talk. Hyunjin-ah is―" I was cut off again.

"Hyunjin Oppa," he corrected me.

"Oh, so now you're oppa?" I looked at him with one of my eyebrows raised.

"I am," he maintained eye contact.

"Alright," I said, "Hyunjin oppa is more." Calum looked at us attentively, knowing my love for that song.

"Oh, by the way, all of these are talking about the music itself, not the lyrics." I cleared and kept talking. "Jisung is Why Won't You Love Me? Felix is obviously a better man. Minnie wants you back. And Innie is woke up in Japan." I finished, and the room was silent.

"You've been thinking about this, haven't you?" Felix asked

"A bit, yeah."

"You could have gotten me Ghost of You."

"Nah, I'm not ruining those amazing songs with y'all. The ghost of you and Lie to Me are untouchable."

"I'm satisfied with my song," Chan said, out of nowhere.

"It was the easy option," Changbin added.

"It was not." I crossed my arms over my chest.

"It was. Giving the leader the title track," said Minho.

"Hey!" I frowned again. "You're supposed to be on my side of sh*t. You're breaking the contract," I pointed at him.

"Contract?" a few of the guys asked, not really understanding the situation.

"Oh, that shit I didn't want to participate in?" asked Seungmin.

"Yeah, 'Cause you stink. That's why I'm Mini-Minho and not Mini-Minnie."

"I don't want you to be mini-minnie-me."

"Eenie meenie miney mo lover" Jisung started singing again, and everyone laughed.

"Don't you think you're frighting too much today, noona?" Jeongin asked me to be by my side.

"Yeah, right?" I looked at him, thinking, "I think I'm kind of hormonal." I moved my head to the side, and he laughed.

to be continued...

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[frostbitemutt]

If requests are open, can I have a yandere!solid snake concept post please? I haven’t seen much of solid snake in the tags. If that’s okay?

always okay, sorry if these are short, mgs1 much as I love it only gives so much to work with

Yandere! Solid Snake hcs (MGS1)

Warnings: Gender neutral darling, Stalking, Obsession, jealously, murder, some perverted behavior from David, possibly unwanted flirting, spoilers for MGS1

❆ Like most my hcs. You're gonna be on his side. Juat makes it easier to write when it's general hcs. Fellow soilder sent in with the retired legend to stop a revolt. Yayyy. Maybe you were even retired yourself. Just wanting to return back to your life.

❆ Now look at you, working with the legendary solid snake, should feel lucky huh? Maybe even get autograph or something. After you stop the terrorist group and all of that of course. World comes first. So you two are buddying up for the time being.

❆ Now this is a sneaking mission, not nessicarily the best time for bonding and chatting, but it's not completely devoid of it. Bouncing off ideas of what to, information you've gathered, and some chit chat in the breif moments of rest. Now if he knew you beforehand, say like training I'm foxhound, similar to someone like grey fox, that'll give a Jumpstart to any obsession.

❆ You might notice his eyes start to linger a bit. Maybe he's just zoning out right. If you confront him that's what he says. Just some embarrassed grumbling and an apology. It's not like he's purposely zoning out on your ass! Or any other body part. He was. What you're hot what else can he say?

❆ He starts trying some akward attempts at flirting like see with some of the women in game. Cheesy ass flirting. If you aren't receptive he'll back down with his tail between his legs. Hoping it didn't entirely ruin whatever opinion you may have of him.

❆ His focus isn't on Meryl anymore, sure still to an extent, she's helping you two, but he's not trying to flirt or stick with her. It's you. If you get hurt or are put in danger he's immediately sent into panic. Meryl too but.. one of you holds more importance than the other. A hero can't always save everyone ya know?

❆ If anything you may notice him start to viemately turn down any advances, more stern with pyshcial contact from people that aren't you or Otacon. Saying he's not interested very blatantly. It also goes vice versa. Any friendly flirting or touch towards you from another he dosen't like. You can catch him grumbling under his breath, breaking up the conversation to "get back on track" to the mission at hand, or just standing ominously behind you.

❆ Any of the guards even shoot at you? Dead, shot dead, neck snapped, body looted. No just knocking out. It's hard to tell considering the amount of soilders he kills, but typically it's the ones who faces are but more bashed in, extra bullet holes. He isn't too shy about it being because they attacked you. He thinks its reasonable.

❆ Absolutely does not want you getting captured by liquid. He's sticking you near his side 24/7. Sees Liquid? Run. He's having you run out the room and hide in a box. Liquid will make a mistake if he decides to kidnap you instead of Meryl. Solid snake is going in swinging and striking as if the bomb only had 10 seconds left on it. Even if you try to go off on your own, he's trailing close behind, sneaking.

❆ After that whole fight he's making sure you're alright. Shaking you awake. Immediately looking for any wounds. Don't ask why he dosen't have a shirt on. Or where liquid went. Or the bomb. He'll explain that later but yall gotta fucking skedaddle out of there. Get in the jeep with him and Otacon (or Meryl). Stuck in the middle while one drives and he shoots at liquid.

❆ After the whole ordeal, with Liquid now dead and cold, David makes sure to stay in touch with you. Pushing for you to hang out with him after. Inviting you over to his place constantly for things like dog sledding. Trying to get you to even stay over. Vice versa as well. He needs to know the layout of your house if he's going to be sneaking in after all. He might even try to invite you to certain organization him and his partner Hal form later on..

[sucker4sixx]

Jealousy

PLOT: Your ex moves next door and invites you and nikki over for dinner..

WARNINGS: jealousy, slight sexual harassment, threats

2 years back you met nikki right after the break up with the so said ‘love of your life’, he showed you alittle interest and instantly you ran to nikki like a sad puppy. you and nikki grew inseparable but recently your ex moved across the street, you and nikki have been having more arguments due to the tension and one morning your ex invited you both round for dinner that night. nikki argued with you, telling you its not right but you insisted, not wanting to be rude

"look, im fucking telling you we are NOT going!” He shouts over you “nikki its a nice thing to do, we are just being good neighbours by taking up this offer”

“But what if we go and he hits on you all night?!”

“Then we will go home-“

“But-“

“Nikki what if we go, have a good night and you no longer need to worry about him, hm?” This silences nikki, he sighs “fine, get ready. We’re going.”

You show up to johnnys house at 5pm, a gorgeous model-like woman with long legs and tanned skin awnsers the door, smirking when she sees nikki “come in.. dinners just finishing up” she speaks lowly, opening the door so you and nikki can make your way in. Johnny walks over with a welcoming smile, he comes in and gives you a hug, nikki glaring at him intensely and when he tries to shake nikkis hand nikki shows no interest, you nudge him softly and he sighs, shaking johnnys hand with a fake smile. “Make yourself comfy in the living room, me and roxanne are just going to finish the meal” johnny smiles.

You and nikki sit on the couch, a hard look on his face. “Nikki cheer up.. dont be weird and akward” he glances to you “dont like him, too nice.” He mutters “cheer up.. cmon” you litter his cheek in gentle kisses and he cant help but smile, trying to get you off “stop it.. your such a tease”

You sit at the table for dinner, johnny across from you and roxanne across from nikki. You talk away to johnny as nikki silently eats, his eyes catching onto roxannes cleavage and she smirks, knowing shes caught his eye. “So.. nikki, tell me about yourself” she speaks seductively, your ears prick up but you convince yourself shes just being friendly.

“W-well.. im a bassist and i am a photographer on the side” he smiles up at her “a bassist? Are you in a band?” She says excitedly, nikki giggling and swallowing his food, nodding. “Yeah.. mötley crüe”

She gasps and sits up “mötley crüe?! Oh wow.. so im sitting with a real celebrity?” Nikki chuckles and nods “you know your music just makes me so horny-“ “hey.. roxanne.. manners” johnny buts in, your eyes narrowed to slits as you watch the gorgeous woman fangirling over your boyfriend.

As the night progresses you and johnny talk more, catching up as your unaware roxanne is sliding her leg up nikkis, he shifts uncomfortably, trying to ignore her “hey.. i need help prepping desert” roxanne stands up, johnny goes to stand up but she shakes her head “no.. you continue your conversation, nikki.. how about you come help me?” He hesitates but follows suit as she sways her hips, walking to the kitchen. You feel a stab of jealousy but know that if you freak out about nothing youll look like a bitch.

In the kitchen nikki asks what she needs help with “well.. i just need to fill these doughnut holes up with cream” she glances to him, handing him the cream she whipped and put into a pipe bag, he nods and follows her instructions, her hands wrapping over his to “help him” “thats it, just fill those holes up with that cream” he nods nervously, not sure what to do, if he freaks out hes worried he will get accused of trying it on with her. He makes one alittle messy and curses “its okay.. i like my holes all messy” she whispers into his ear, he feels himself starting to get hard and passes the pipe bag to her in shame and walks back to the dinner table quietly, johnnys not there and you sit there alone. “Everything okay baby?” You ask him, he nods and gives a small smile that doesnt quite reach his eyes “yeah baby.. perfect” he kisses you gently.

Johnny returns a minute before roxanne presents the deserts, nikkis patience wearing thin, wanting to just go home and cuddle up with you. “You know.. your looking great” johnny comments “i am? Awe thankyou” you smile, nikkis grip to his spoon tightening “you look stunning” johnny grins, roxanne doesnt bat an eye but nikki practically shakes with rage. “Im a lucky man” nikki growls “a very lucky man indeed” johnny narrows his eyes at nikki “s-so.. roxanne what do you do?” You try to change the subject but johnny interrupts “just a sin i got to her first, you know? But then again she probably just got better in bed-“

“Hey fuck you!” Nikki jumps up

“What? Its the truth! She was terrible at blow jobs before i taught her how to really take care of a man”

“Get the fuck over here mother fucker, i will crush your skull!” Nikki screams, slamming his fists on the table

“Calm the fuck down, the both of you!” You jump up and grab nikki, drag him out the house as he screamed at johnny

When you both get home and nikki calms down you spend the night laying in bed, you stroking nikkis hair as he sulks that you didnt let him hit him. “Look babe im sorry but, i didnt wanna get blood on my new dress” you chuckle. “You just dont think i can take him in a fight”

“Wrong.. i know you can take him in a fight thats why i took you home”

You both hear talking from outside and sit up, looking out the bedroom window as johnny paid roxanne. Unknown to you both he had hired her to try fuck up things between you and nikki so he could steal you back. she slipped off into a cab and he looked around before disappearing into the house. “Shes a hooker.. that makes sense” he whispers “how?” Nikki went silent knowing if he told you you would just get mad he didnt tell you sooner “nothin.. just intuition I guess.. and that hooker name” you scoff “roxanne.. dont know how we didnt catch on sooner”

[meid4]

C3 E77 ASHTON RANT

OMG i haven't been so STRESSED during an episode in a whiiiiiiile

when i was catching up campaign 2 it was less scary bc like i knew they were not going to die, or like i didn't doubt that they would succeed

but here experiencing it week by week and just knowing that at any moment they can die, it's SO scary

for this last episode, i was kicking, sceaming, i was SO sure he would die, i thought that there was NO way that they would survive this and THEY FUCKING DID !!!

I felt so bad for fearne, being on the plan and her regretting it, seeing her friend hurting, she was so scared.

I read about the discourse about Tal/ashton but what makes me side with ashton just joking with the "this one is the only one you'll get", that he was just being akward, is that THEY TALKED ABOUT IT

And you could see it bc sometimes ashley has difficult time knowing what to do, she often says "i don't know what to do" or like has a difficult time expressing herself (this is just an observation, not a critic, she is still very talented) but with their conversation, you could see that they talked about it, she was more confident, she obviously had time to think about it.

Do i think ashton manipulated her ? not intentionally for sure

do i think that it looks like it bc i know how self destructive people tell you they love you before doing something stupid ? absolutly yes

And when you think about it, imodna did the same thing, they also got a pact about "i trust you to do the right thing"

i know it is also about the party not knowing and i absolutly would like for them to talk more, mostly when they are always talkign being time bombs but not talking about their feelings