#this was like the One Thing getting me thru this week

[be-my-sunrise]

Court-side Fever || z.cl

pairings: bf!chenle x fem!reader

genre: smut, minors pls dni

word count: 1,826

warnings: car sex, unprotected sex, pussy and thigh slapping, hair pulling, creampie, fingering, tit play. let me know if i missed anything!

a/n: happy new year's everyone! i hope you all enjoy your holiday :D i haven't posted in a while and i apologize for not being active here😞 anyways, enjoy this chenle fic! watching him play basketball does things to me, so i decided to write about it lmao

special thanks to @onriyuview @notyourjaem @lovetaroandtaemin @jenoslutie for helping me out🩵 ily teehee :3

“Good game, dude. See you next week!”

Chenle daps Mark up and leaves the basketball court. After bidding his goodbyes to Haechan and Jeno as well, he jogs towards where you’re sitting and grabs his water bottle. 

“Babe, do you want to order food at home, or should we go to a drive-thru?” He asks before downing his water.

However, you barely heard what he said. You don’t usually come with him when he’s playing basketball with his friends, mainly because Chenle feels bad about having you wait hours for him. But you insisted on tagging along this time, and boy, you were glad you did. 

Seeing him play and watching his moves on the court after so long has you in a trance. You find yourself rubbing your thighs together subconsciously almost the entire time. It's clear that he does things to your body, and it's evident in the way your panties stick to your core.

Now that he’s standing before you, lust clouds your mind, and every inch of your body is fighting the urge to take him on this bench. He looks so ravishing, all sweaty like this, the sun behind him like a paid actor. 

The cast of warm golden light around him only emphasizes the droplets of sweat on his dewy skin, and it’s not doing much to help with your situation.

Chenle glances at you when he doesn't hear any response. He waves one hand in front of your face. “Baby?”

You blink your eyes a couple of times, waking yourself up from your daze. “Huh? Oh yeah, sure.” 

“Did you even hear what I just said?”

“Uhh… no?” You look away nervously, which makes him chuckle. “Should we just order in? You seem a bit tired.”

More like aroused, but he’s right, you are somewhat tired. Tired of squeezing your thighs together. You need him so badly that you can’t even think straight. Realizing that Chenle is waiting for your answer, you give him a nod as a response.

“Alright then, let’s go home!”

Chenle leans down to pick up his bag from the ground beside your feet, and you suck in a sharp breath when you catch a whiff of his scent. He smells so fucking good, and it's driving you insane.

You stand up abruptly, almost bumping into his head in the process. He grabs your arm before you could walk away and pulls you close. “Baby, why are you being weird today? Are you okay?”

One proper look at him is all it takes for you to crash your lips against his. You practically throw your body onto Chenle, making him yelp when his back hits the fence. The kiss catches him off guard, but he quickly snaps out of it.

“You're so fucking hot, baby. I need you so bad,” you say in between kisses and feel him smirk.

You bunch his shirt up in a fit of desperation, exposing his toned abs. Chenle quickly snatches your wrist away when he feels you tugging on the waistband of his shorts. 

“Slow down, baby,” he says after pulling away. “Let's continue this in the car, yeah?”

He chuckles when he sees your face light up. You're buzzing with excitement as you drag him to his car, quite literally shoving him inside and straddling him in a blink of an eye.

You connect your lips with his again while grinding your core against his bulge. Chenle pulls your hips down to make you feel his hardening member even more. You run your fingers through his damp hair, giving it a slight pull. 

The kiss gets messier as the two of you get more desperate. He pulls away to catch his breath and tilts his head to give you more access as you start to leave hickeys across his neck. A small moan escapes his lips when you lick a stripe across his salty skin and blow cool air on the fresh red marks.

“If I had known you’d be like this, I would’ve taken you with me a long time ago,” he says breathlessly.

“I feel the same way, baby. I forgot how hot you look when you’re playing basketball,” you giggle. “At least we know better now.”

Chenle lays you down on the seat before pulling your pants down along with your panties in one swift motion. He smirks at the sight of your leaking core. 

“Fuck, baby. You must really like watching me play, hm? You soaked through your panties,” he says as he dangles your panties next to his face. 

You bite down on your lower lip when drags his finger along your slit, hips twitching as he lands a light slap on your clit. He pushes his pants down with one hand while rubbing your sensitive bud with the other. 

You feel a shiver down your spine when Chenle taps his cock on your clit, letting out a moan as he spreads your arousal across your pussy. You wait for him to push it in, but he continues to rub his cock against your slit and you start getting impatient. 

“You're so fucking wet I could just slip in easily,” he moans, admiring the mess he's making.

“Stop teasing and put it in then!” 

You snap and roll your eyes at Chenle, which makes him raise an eyebrow at your sudden change of attitude. 

“It’s cute that you think you can talk to me like that,” he scoffs. Chenle grips your thigh before landing a slap on it, making you flinch.

“You should be grateful that I’m hard as fuck right now, otherwise I would leave you untouched,” he says as he pulls you up by your arm. “On your knees.”

You quickly adjust your position, standing on your knees and placing your hands on the backrest. You let out a yelp when he pulls your head back by your hair, feeling his hot breath on your ear. 

“I've been spoiling you too much, and now you’re giving me attitude.”

You moan as he slowly rubs your clit. “Chenle, please.”

“Please what baby?” He teases while nibbling on your ear.

You try to form words but you can’t think straight. Your pussy is throbbing and the feeling of his hands on you makes you dizzy.

“Please… I need you,” you whine. Chenle lets out a condescending laugh seeing you push your ass back, grinding against his cock. 

“You can do better than that,” he says before slapping your ass.

“Fuck! Please, baby, I need you so bad. Need your cock inside me now, please.”

A gasp escapes your lips as Chenle pushes his cock all the way inside you, letting you adjust to his size for a moment as he leaves kisses on your neck. He pulls his cock out almost entirely, leaving just the tip before pushing himself back in all the way. 

His thrusts are deep and rough, your breath getting caught in your throat each time his hips slam against yours.

“You feel so good, baby,” he whispers before pulling on your hair once more. “Always so tight and wet.”

“O-only for you,” your voice trembles, barely managing to say anything.

He chuckles, “Is that so? Such a good girl.” 

Chenle slips both hands underneath your shirt, giving your tits a nice grip before pulling down your bra. He tugs on your nipples and rolls them between his fingers, making you throw your head back to rest on his shoulder as he continues thrusting relentlessly.

The car shakes with each thrust, and only the sounds of skin slapping and your broken moans can be heard. The grip you have on the seat tightens as Chenle angles his hips to push his cock even deeper, earning a loud moan from you.

Your thighs tremble as he hits your sweet spot repeatedly. He places one hand on the back of your neck to pull you in for a kiss, and you moan into the kiss when you feel his fingers sneak their way onto your clit. 

“Baby, I'm-”

“Close? I know, baby. You keep clenching around me,” he chuckles. He picks up the pace and rubs your clit faster. “Cum for me, baby. Cream all over my cock.”

Your jaw goes slack as the pleasure overwhelms you. The way you're squeezing his cock makes him dizzy. Chenle lets out a groan, his thrusts getting sloppier as he reaches his climax. 

He pushes his cock all the way inside you as he cums, and you grind your hips against his to help him ride out his high. He presses a kiss on your temple before pulling out of your warmth.

You gasp as he cups your pussy and flicks his fingers against your slit with a quick motion, making his cum drip onto the leather seat. He tugs on your shirt as a signal for you to take it off. 

“Lay down on your back for me, baby,” he says with a low tone.

You lay back down on the seat and he spreads your legs wide. Chenle pulls your bra down to expose your hardened nipples and leans over to latch his lips around one of them. 

He shoves his fingers inside your pussy as he flicks his tongue on your nipple and you suck in a sharp breath, back arching from the pleasure. 

“Fuck, baby. Feels so good,” you moan. 

You place your hand on his head to feel him even closer as he sucks on your nipple, making you whimper. You're still sensitive from your previous orgasm, so it doesn't take long until you feel the familiar knot again.

“Oh, god. I'm gonna cum again, baby.”

Chenle unlatches his lips from your nipple and straightens his back, pushing his fingers all the way inside before curling them. The intensity of his fingers has you crying out in pleasure as you reach your second climax, legs convulsing as he pulls his fingers out and starts rubbing your clit quickly. 

Your legs clamp around his arm, but he uses his other hand to spread them apart and hold them down. Chenle slaps your clit harshly after you come down from your high, making your hips twitch. 

He grips your tits using the hand that's still wet with your arousal, flicking the bud until your chest starts to tremble and you let out a shaky breath from the tingly sensation. 

He leans down to kiss you once more before tucking his cock back into his pants. You were about to get up and redress yourself, but Chenle stops you. You look at him confused.

“You're staying like this until we get home, baby,” he says with a smirk on his face. 

He grabs one of your hands and places it on your core. Then, Chenle climbs into the driver's seat and adjusts his mirror so he can watch you play with yourself.  

“Just keep that pretty little pussy of yours wet for me.”

a/n: save me basketball player chenle😵‍💫🫠 thank you for reading<3 i hope you like it!

[quilly72]

Part 2 MiracleGro

Hurry up hurry up. - We will just say the last couple weeks had been rough for everyone in the Kansas area. That stupid formula and that stupid fire had sent the county into a state of panic. You and your wife amber had to have water shipped from Colorado just to be safe. - You ran out to the carport as you tried to drag the last of your supplies into the storm shelter. You could see a slight mist forming off in the distance as the rain and the storm approached Fuck come on hurry up as you dragged the rest of the rations towards your home.

- The storm was approaching just a week earlier the growth formula this new company had created accidentally escaped into the atmosphere in a fire that sent the entire place to the ground. The first girl to be affected was something like 250 ft tall now and had been dragged off by the government to who knows where. They all thought that was the end of it. But the storm didn't break up like they thought. By the time your little ranching community got warning that it was coming towards you at full force it was too late to run.

You quickly ran back to the garage to try and grab everything you needed to hunker down. Emergency blankets food and water. As you grabbed your final armload you turned to see the water sprinkling around you. Any drop could potentially carry the formula. Even the slightest drop could mean an irreversible change to your body.

As the rain started to pick up you looked at the little unroofed gap you would have to jump. Taking a deep breath as you took the emergency blanket out of its packaging and wrapping it around yourself. As soon as you felt it was good enough you leaped. The shattering of raindrops across plastic being heard as you landed on the other side. Instinctively you thrashed the blanket away from you as soon as you were under cover. Patting yourself down as you assured yourself you were dry.

You got back up and darted in with the rest of the supplies. Putting the supplies on the tarp with all your food and dragging it thru the door.

Amber amber open the basement door you yelled thru the house. You heard the door unlock and the slight scurrying of your gf behind it. You came to the hallway as she was holding the door open. Here throw these things down for me. You should have checked harder but instinctively no one really perceives water as a threat. The puddle at the bottom of the tarp didn't catch you off guard as you started handing her cans and water bottles. She grabbed them and threw them down the short stairway as you picked up a can from the bottom of the tarp as soon as you picked it up the weight shifted and the water pooled outthe sides. Not alot but just enough to do it's damage. You tried to dodge it tossing the wet can against ambers pants in the process but you werent fast enough. Your shoes immediately soaking thru as amber backed away and screamed.

Ypu tried to strip your wet clothes off but you couldn't grab it without getting your hands wet . Amber however was a bit luckier managing to drag her pants amd shoes off before they soaked all the way thru or atleast she thought. She backed up as you struggled to pry your clothes off as the water seeped across your skin.

The tingle going thru your body as you groaned. It was almost instantaneous with how much you were exposed to. Amber gasped as your clothes started to hang off of you. Your shirt dragging down. Your head lowering against hers. You were too busy too notice until you looked back up.

Amber was already twice your height. You were at her hips. She stared back at you as you started to become buried in your own clothes. Tears coming to her eyes as she opened the basement door and hid herself behind it.

Babe wait help me just grab a towel or something

Wait wait don't leave me.

Your voice pitching up as you were now at her thighs. Then her knees. Then her calves. You were as wide around as both her lower legs were. Her feet half your size. You could probably fit inside your own shoe if needed for a bed. You pants and shirt constrained you as they continued to drag you down. They were so heavy. You tried to reach up as amber shut the door with a stifled cry.

*** Amber held back her cries as she shut and locked the door. It wasnt long before his voice trailed off into little mouse squeaks. There was nothing she could do for him. Meanwhile she lowered herself down the stairs with what she had. Turning on the lights there was more than enough for just her for multiple days. Amber grabbed a towel as she took his advice and tried to make sure she was completely dry. Running it through her hair. Her legs her feet her face. The towel lifted off just as dry as before as amber took a sigh of relief.

She started to check all the windows all the walls for leaks as she made sure everything was all dry as well. Everything coming back satisfactory as she made her way to the supplies. The rain grew thicker outside almost loud enough to drown out her worries. She combed thru her supplies with a towel as she tried to make a plan right now all she had to worry about was dinner. She knelt down next to her first set of food as she failed to hear water trickling down the stairs. The puddle her boyfriend had fallen victim to never being cleaned up. There was only one entrance in this entire basement not sealed to water and it trickled closer and closer almost as if the water had a mind of its own.

Amber didn't even feel it as it puddled next to her foot. Touching and eclipsing her heel as she squatted next to her food slowly unraveling a packet of granola bars.

It wasnt till she broke contact did amber feel the tingle shoot up thru her leg and out into the rest of her body.

Amber's eyes grew wide as she turned around. She saw it now. Water trickling down the stairs step by step. The water had leaked into the house and now into the basement and as the rain grew heavier so did the flooding. The small puddle at the foot of the stairs growing inch by inch and expanding faster as more water started to pour thru the crack at the bottom of the door.

Amber grabbed her towel as she tried to wipe off her foot. The less water and less time she was exposed the less damage it would do.

Although some had already been done. She grunted and whined as her leg tingled and spasmed longer. Her knees buckled under the unforeseen pressure as her body sprung up half an inch. Amber's breathing picked up as she tried to calm herself. I'm fine it's fine I got it off In time I'll only grow abit and then I'm done. I can do with an extra foot or two.

Amber tried to compose herself as all the statistics flew thru her mind. Even a small drop could cause up to 5 ft of growth but only if you let it fully soak in. If you dried the affected area you could cut the growth short and maybe only be caught with an extra foot or even two if you were unlucky.

Her legs tingled and wobbled again as she moaned thru but lips. Another inch pressing out as her feet pressed against the floor. Her head rushed with lightheadedness as the ground seemed to press away. It was just an inch but how disorientated just one inch and some panic can do.

Fuck fuck fuck okay first things firrrrsssst. Amber croaked our as her chest lifted up. Her boobs gaining a cup size in justa. Couple seconds. Her bra straps pressing into her shoulders. Amber tried to focus as the water puddle at the foot of the stairs seemed to not be slowing down. Checking the windows outside showed the reason why. There was almost what looked like 6 to 8 inches of water flooding outside. And it was easily making it's way down to their basement. The thundering of the waterfall at the stairs backed it up. As the water Continued to lap closer and closer. Amber grabbed some plastic lining as she tried to create a wall. She laid some plastic and bricks against the floor but the water just seeped underneath it before she could weigh it dully down.

She was quickly running out of...fuucckck ...room

Amber sprung up again this time 2 Inches all at once. Her legs were violently shaking. They seemed to be taking most of the brunt of the growth as amber looked down and took a self assessment. Her feet seemed to be 3 sizes larger and her underwear rode Into her hips like she was wearing so thing 2 sizes too small. Her body churned and groaned as she leveled out. She wobbled as she tried to catch her balance. As she looked around she guessed she was maybe 4 inches taller or so it was too hard to tell.

Meanwhile amber continued to back up her growth not helping her cause as the door continued to let the water rip inside. The windows and thundering outside showed that the rain wasn't calming down and even some of the windows were starting to let drops or trickles down the wall. Amber backed up to one of their shelfs at the edge of the basement as the water pressed closer and closer. It was like a bathtub rapidly filling up the entire space leaving no ground unsubmerged. Amber pressed all the way against the shelves as her eyes darted from side to side. Looking for dry ground. She hurled towels and blankets at the water trying to slow its progress as it continued to soak and infiect everything it touched.

Amber took a high pitched shrilled breath as she grew again. Her butt pressing into the shelf and then over it as she inched further up. Her eyes clenching shut as the electricity boiled over and thru her skin. Her legs almost giving out. As they stretched out again maybe another two inches. Amber panicked under her breath as her head leveled up to one of the higher shelves. She had to be pushing just under 6 ft by now. As her long shirt dragged further up her body and sat on the back of her ass like a shelf itself.

Left with nowhere to go amber started to lean on and then shuffle upthe shelves. The thin wood creaking under her as the water creeped it's way all the way to the wall. No officially just inching up taller and taller closer and closer to her. The entire place was submerged as the water Continued to press inside.

She took a breath as she shuffled up another shelf just in case. But she couldn't calm herself. The wood kept creaking. She couldn't rest her arms were already starting to get weak as her center of gravity wasn't resting over anything.

Amber felt another tingle building In her legs as she whimpered. She tucked it inside as she tried to hold it back. Her legs shook as she clung to the walls of the shelves tighter. Her fingers clasping whatever they could to keep her balance. Her face clenched with unreleased energy. Her eyes held shut as if she were trying to blot out all the light that could come in. Her brows furrowed as her entire body started to creak and groan. Her body almost shivering from the pressure.

Please no please nooot agaainn Just stop I can't fall not now just please...fuuuu... Amber clenched her mouth biting her lips as her body vi rated more and more. She couldn't hold it any longer. She shrieked loud enough to be heard thru the house thruthe thundering as her body grew again. 3 whole inches. Her entire body was hit by it all at once. Her breasts bulged into the framework of the shelves. Folding over and under the shelf they pressed into. Her straps digging into her back causing it to go red in seconds.

Her head shot up and hit the top shelf as a sharp pain shot thru her. Her arms twitched as they elongated. Her ass bubbled backwards as her thighs and hips stretched and groaned to compensate.

With all of that what really did her in was her legs. Her feet and legs shivered and trembled with growth as they shot downwards. Her left foot cracking and breaking the shelf as it shot thru like a bullet. Not much growth but just enough to lose her balance Her body weight dragged down and before amber could regain her footing she fell down. Her arms too weak to hold her up alone.

Amber failed as she lost her balance. First her feet splashed in then the back of her calves. She threw her hands back to catch herself as she landed on her butt. The water splashing out and them back onto her before she could ever try to get out. The water lapped a quarter of the way up her legs.

Before amber could even try to get back up and out her body shot out in every direction. She was overcome with electricity of growth as her legs flailed out a foot. Water rushing and pushing away as her ass doubled in size. Her hair fell down her back as her thong ripped off if her. Next was her bra which feebly fell to water as her chest gained 5 cup sizes. Her torso gained a foot as her head shot up towards the roof.

Nooo fuuuck ahahhhhh HEEEELlLLLLPPpPP

Ambers voice quivered as her body thrashed in the water. Her body trembling shaking g and violently exploding out. Her thighs rippled the water out of the way inches at a time. Her ass thrashing the water up against the walls as it billowed out surge after surge. Her hair floated out into the water as the top of her head slammed into the wooden crossbeams underneath her house. Her back folding and pushing up against the foundation as well as the house above her began to creek ND groan. Her arms failed out to the concrete sides as they powederized and cracked due to the force of her arms. Her screams drowned out the rain. Each new surge sent foot after foot yard after yard piling out into her and everything surrounding ding her. The water level rising I side the basement as her body filled more space. Uer legs toppled and crumbled shelves. Cans and storage bins crumpling underneath and between her body. The wood above her finally snapped as she tore thru the splinters and beams up Into the living room above. The water from above pouring over her chest as it blossomed out into the shrapnel of wood. Forcing the beams to fold and spli ter more as her chest burst thru the floor. It wasnt long before her head hit the roof of the house. The support beams feebly putting up half a fight as she pressed into them. Her head was the size of her couch which coincidentally was being crushed between her tits which had just flooded her living room. Shattering her TV against the wall.

Down below ambers knees folded up into the floor as her feet pressed cabinetry into concrete and the windows and cement started to crack and press out into the earth around. More water flooding in drowning her lower body as she continued to let out moans and screams as she clenched her body in perpetual potential energy. Always having too much pressure to release at once like a sneeze that never full came but just continued to build up.

Amber ruptured out into the storm above as her head broke out into the rain. The roof folding down into her boobs which bounced it back outwards as chest ruptured thru the attic. Her butt filling g the entire basement underneath with her thighs as her two legs came toppling up and out thruthe front of the house. Her arms shoulders and waist following suit as her body became fully exposed to the elements.

Surge after surge. Amber began to lose herself to the storm. Her feet and legs draping off past the fog to the point that she couldn't see them. Her chest dragged so heavy that she fell to her back lieing down as her torso crushed the rest of her house under her. Her vision darkening as her legs dragged further into the flooded dirt. Her body rolling over into her neigh or's houses as the crushing of wood and stone rolled like thunder The meadows of wheat crushed under her legs as they plowed further across the road. She was too weak to fight or move or scream as she felt her body finally stop absorbing the water. Her body's trembling no longer shaking the earth and leveling foundations around her.

***

3 hours later the storm clouds finally passed. Harmlessly passing off into the countryside and growing the crops to ungodly sizes for culling. Rescue teams in full water tight suits poured put into the small towns found caught in the rainstorms. Helicopters and trucks fling in to assess the damage and rescue the needy.

The channel 35 news helicopter flew over as they counted those who had grown out and now lay over towns all at varying sizes and shapes. They circled the area as they identified one woman stuck halfway inside and halfway outside a gas station maybe around 40 ft tall.

Another who stood completely naked in a what field around 175 ft tall. One lay across half the town as she looked to measure 2 football fields Off in the distance they noted amber. Laying unconscious across the fields a couple miles outside town laying at what was to later be recorded at 763 ft and 2 inches. A new state record atleast for now.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Keepsafes

Fandom: Batman, DC Comics

Summary: AU where Martha and Bruce survive, and they adopt the batkids.

Chapters: 12/?

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Harvey Dent, Dick Grayson, Cassandra Cain, David Cain, Talia al Ghul, Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake

Relationships: Thomas Wayne/Martha Wayne/Alfred Pennyworth, BruHarvey, BruTalia

Additional Tags: Canon Divergent AU, Hurt/Comfort, Bruce Wayne is Not Batman, Angst, Alfred Pennyworth Knows All, Bruce Wayne Only Has One Child, Bruce Wayne is Not An Only Child, Bi Bruce Wayne

Chapter Twelve: Dent

Two weeks before the end of summer vacation, Martha went to the airport to pick Bruce up. Martha almost didn’t recognize him because he’d grown so much. Bruce was so excited to see her that he dropped his suitcase and ran to her at full speed. “Mom!” Bruce exclaimed. He lifted her off the ground and spun her around. He started crying as he held her. “I missed you so much.” 

“Oh, lovey, I missed you too,” Martha replied as he set her down. She was a little taken aback at how emotional Bruce was. He didn’t expect to react that way when he saw her, but being apart from his mother always made him emotional. “Bruce, it’s okay. I’ve got you now.” 

Bruce wiped his face as he pulled himself together. “Can we get something to eat? I didn’t eat on the plane,” Bruce whispered. Martha nodded and held his face in her hands before heading to the car. Bruce fell asleep right after he buckled in, and Martha moved his hair out of his face. 

She didn’t wake him until they got to the drive-thru. “Lovey… Lovey, what flavor of milkshake do you want with your burger?” Martha whispered. 

“Vanilla,” Bruce mumbled. Martha nudged him. 

“Brucie, wake up… You’ve got to eat something,” Martha whispered. Bruce nodded and pushed his hair back as he opened his eyes. 

“I didn’t have time to really get a haircut while I was there,” Bruce explained, “So, you can tell me what you really think about it.”

“Huh? Oh, Brucie, you look fine,” Martha replied with a higher pitch. 

“I’m gonna cut it, Mom,” Bruce replied. 

“How short?” Martha asked.

“As short as you want it,” Bruce replied.

“I never said I didn’t like it at this length… What are you going to do to your hair?” Martha questioned. 

“Maybe something short and spiky,” Bruce answered. Martha ordered and pulled up to the window. “You know… How some of the guys are wearing it.”

Martha smiled at him. “Please don’t do that. I like the long hair on you. It’s shoulder length, and it’s pretty. It makes you look like a poet or a rockstar. No harm in being a little pretty. It is the nineties after all,” Martha replied as she pinched his cheek. “Harvey’s got the Leo. So, I think it’ll be nice seeing the two of you stand next to each other in your sophomore-year uniforms… I wanted to get a haircut like that cute brunette in the movie that came out last year. You know, that pretty girl that you and Harvey like?” 

Bruce shrank down in his seat. “Mommm,” Bruce whined as he hid his face. Martha chuckled. 

**

Bruce and Harvey holed up in Bruce’s room after dinner to catch up. “I went home a few weeks ago to see my dad. He said he almost didn’t recognize me. He said he—.”

“Harvey, please don’t go. Don’t leave. You can’t trust him,” Bruce whispered. Harvey stood by Bruce’s bed instead of sitting down. Bruce had seen it before. Harvey loved his father, and he’d gone home before. Things were always good. Mr. Dent would shower Harvey with affection, promise him that things would be different, and then Harvey would return in tears, covered in bruises, and tell Bruce he’d never return. Bruce’s parents knew that Harvey was abused, but they didn’t know the nature of the abuse. Only Bruce knew about the beatings, otherwise, Harvey would never have gotten to go home. 

“He said he was proud of me, Bruce�� And he—. He said he was sober. He hadn’t had a drink in—.”

“Harv, what do you want me to say?” Bruce whispered with tears in his eyes. 

Harvey rubbed his forearm. “It’s not normal for us to be so close. Regular best friends don’t sleep in bed together like that. Not guys—.”

“Who said that? Because I bet you they don’t know you like I do. I bet they weren’t there when you were waking up in the middle of the night screaming. I bet they weren’t sneaking down the dumbwaiter at two o’clock in the morning helping you wash your sheets because you were too scared to make noise on the way to the bathroom. Was it weird when I used to stay up crying with you because you were hurting all night?” Bruce whispered. 

Harvey turned away from Bruce. “He’s my dad. Not every father is as perfect as Mr. Wayne or Alfred. Bruce, I want you to try to be supportive. Why would you make me stay?” Harvey asked. 

Bruce’s answer caught in his throat. It was like the question made him realize something about himself, and he wasn’t sure what to do with that information. “When are you going home?” Bruce asked instead of saying what he wanted to say. 

“Tomorrow,” Harvey whispered. 

“Okay… You can come back whenever you want, you know? I won’t say anything. I won’t ask questions… And I’m gonna miss you waking me up at the last second every morning,” Bruce replied, “I guess you’ll be sleeping in your room tonight…”

“I could be weird for one more night, I guess,” Harvey mumbled as he kicked at the air. Bruce smiled faintly as he wiped a few tears away. 

**

On the first day of school, Bruce met Harvey in their usual spot, and a girl pulled him to the side. She ran her hand down his arm. “I don’t think we’ve met yet. I’m Annalise Talbot,” she smiled. 

“We have met. Bruce Wayne,” Bruce answered as he removed her hand from his arm. “You probably remember me as the vampire freak from eighth grade… If you’ll excuse me…” Bruce looked around for Harvey, and his jaw tightened. 

He waited a few minutes before heading to one of the payphones in the hallway. He dialed Harvey’s home phone number and took a shaky breath. Harvey answered on the first ring. “Bruce, I—.” 

“How bad?” Bruce asked. 

“Bruce, he’s sleeping right now… I don’t—. I just—.”

“Harvey, I’m gonna call a cab and come get you. Wait for me outside,” Bruce whispered. 

“Bruce, wait. I—.”

“No buts, Harv. I’ll be there fast,” Bruce replied as he hung up. He called a cab and told them where to meet him. Bruce got picked up in front of the school and went straight to the Dent house. Harvey sat outside on the stoop in his school uniform, but his face was all busted up, and he was bleeding from his browline down the side of his face. Bruce quietly passed him and opened the door. 

“Bruce, don’t—.” 

“Mr. Dent! Mr. Dent!” Bruce shouted before kicking his chair. 

Harvey’s father sat up and frowned at Bruce before calling him a name. “You’re that boy that’s been corrupting my kid—.” Bruce slapped the bottle out of his hand and it shattered on the floor. “I see I’m gonna have to teach you some manners.” Bruce smiled with his tongue in his cheek. 

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Bruce chuckled as he locked Harvey out. 

“Bruce, please!” Harvey shouted as he knocked on the door.

“I’m just getting acquainted with your father,” Bruce reassured him. Bruce watched as Mr. Dent staggered out of the chair. And it was over before it even started.

[fuckitupfelix]

So I may have found your blog only today and I may or may not have fallen in love with it alresdy. The second I saw that requests are open I had to use this opportunity ʕ·̀ω·́ʔ✧

Could I request Kyotani, Ennoshita (if you write for him!) and maybe Yamaguchi with a boyfriend who basically has those brain-shut-off moments 24/7? Like they easily forget things, they easily fall into their own world, they do not have a sense of time and easily mix up dates. For example “Remember that one moment? Surprisingly it feels like that was just a few days ago” “That was last week” “Oh.. for real?” Or like “Why weren’t at school today?” “Wait, are the holidays over already?” “?? What holidays?” “What did you do this morning?” “… I don’t remember” (These are all based on me irl lol. My forgetfulness is very evident in basically everything I do)

omg thank you anon >_< !! that's so nice of you ! im glad you like my writing!! and reqs are still open iim just working thru everything extremely slowly!!

airhead ;(

haikyuu x male reader

chars: kyotani kentaro, ennoshita chikara

FEM ALIGNED DNI

KYOTANI KENTARO — ★

kyotani's just so. . . concerned? confused? disgruntled?

you asked him about the lessons you missed when you called in sick for school, but it was the weekend. . ?

he texts you things he knows you're gonna forget just so he doesn't have to haul your ass around and do it for you

-> he just texts very. . dryly

-> his texts to you are just "pack lunch", "volleyball shoes. after school until 4", "don't leave your wallet." vague and somewhat ominous, but it gets his point across well enough, so at least he cares!

he's genuinely astonished at the things you do or say sometimes

"happy birthday kyotani!!" "what? birthday's in four months?" "oh."

ENNOSHITA CHIKARA — ★

he's used to noya and tanaka's antics. you're pretty tame compared to them

he'll pack a second lunch for you because he just knows you're going to forget, but still makes an effort to remind you

-> a double win for you though, cause I think ennoshita's cooking would be absolutely FIRE

he's had to drag you to class before because you've zoned out in the hallways

he offers to study with you !

-> makes you those online flashcard packs incase you lose the physical ones :)

dividers by @/plutism!!

[frostedpuffs]

normally i dont mind when plans get canceled last min but all i was looking forward to after the shitd week i've had was getting my hair done today only to have my stylist cancel on me 30 mins beforehand. i

[puppppppppy]

adhd is when you shoot for the moon but you forgot the rocket fuel and by the time you realize it everyones already on the moon and then you panic and crash into the sun and it explodes

[bacchuschucklefuck]

[spaciebabie]

at first getting diagnosed with cptsd was like, "yay my trauma has been validated (it always was valid)!" and i really thought that was going to be it, but then i started to do research as i do whenever i realize i have something and learned that!! the way i experience socialization is!! quite horrid actually!!

[haemocyaninz]

“Are you really always like that?”

“Yeah… I am. I’m sorry.

I’m really… really sorry… I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!”

[Image ID: 2 digital drawings focusing on Minori Asagiri from Mob Psycho 100. She is drawn with two stray hairs at the top of her head, mimicking antennae.

Image 1: Minori smiles back at her laughing classmates, colored dark with minimal features, as she extends a hand with sharp green claws out over a small doll like version of Mob. The perspective of the image is tilted and slightly off. Minori’s hand is held up by strings that go out of frame. Mob’s expression is extremely stressed and has milk spilling down her face. There are several moths flying around the image. The background is dark with a distorted red square in the center with dark stripes in it. At the top and bottom of the image are light blue swirls.

Image 2: Minori winces as she watches herself, from the previous image, wind back to bully Mob with a carton of milk. Mob is crouched in on herself on the floor. Mogami’s figure, colored in oranges and reds, curves over the scene, holding the strings to puppet Minori. There are moths flying around the image. The background is black with red swirls going inward towards Mob. End ID.]

[opens-up-4-nobody]

RODBT therapist @ the group: Does anyone have any examples of situations that generated complex emotions?

Me: Well... recently, scintists identified the remains of James Fitzjames who died in the Franklin expedition for the Northwest Passage like 176 years ago... it made me feel a lot of things...

[skitskatdacat63]

Hey, do you remember that really homoerotic scene from Skyfall? No? That's okay, here's a Vettonso version of it :)

- explanation & w/o text:

Hi hello, finally my weird psychosexual relationship with Casino Royale has come to fruition. Yeah this is directly based off a scene from Skyfall, but I def envision the vibe as being more like Casino Royale hehe. I can't believe I made that inspo board for this AU almost 4 weeks ago, and then ended up drawing a four panel "comic" about it. Ahhhh proud of myself, a bit, a tad. I think this took 20+ hours across the span of a week? God. Anyways I digress! The AU!!

First of all, their Bond song would be "My Way of Life" by Frank Sinatra. It's so toxic, codependent and obsessive, I'm in love with it. And it really suits Fernando and his motivations and outlook in this AU. Basically, MI6(in the context of James Bond) in this AU is an analog for Ferrari. It picks theses guys up, tells them that they're Ferrari MI6's most special boy, chews them up, and then spits them out when they're finished extracting all their talent and skill and life force.

Much like with Ferrari, Seb in this AU replaces Fernando after Fernando loses favor and becomes undesirable. Now Seb is the new golden boy, and Fernando has turned to a life of crime! Fernando resents Seb for this of course, but also becomes obsessed with him and the idea of him , and how they are connected. It's weird to watch someone else basically go down your exact same path and unknowingly make all the same mistakes(buying into the mysticism of it all too much, being overly cocky, having naive beliefs and goals, etc.) He is caught between wanting to doom Seb even more but also wanting to "save" him, by corrupting him and convincing him to work together.

Basically: He's both a Bond girl and Bond villain.

Fernando is in such a weird place in this AU. I think he's just very dramatic. Seb is just casually living his best 007(005?) life, and Nando is watching him with binoculars, whispering to himself: "DOESN'T HE UNDERSTAND THAT WE ARE NARRATIVE FOILS!?" Yeah he hates Seb, but like the song lyrics say, their lives and dreams are inherently tied up together. He would feel lost without Seb, because Seb basically, unknowingly, destroyed and then took over his life. Maybe he'll feel satisifed if he manipulates Seb into going down the exact same path a bit better.

About the drawings themselves. Still can't believe this scene is a real thing that actually happened, insane to me. But in this AU, after the events of these drawings, Fernando definitely kicked all his henchman out of the room, and fucked Seb in the chair. And then against the wall. And then on the floor. Hey man, Seb is already looking mighty delicious with his unbuttoned attire and being tied up.

I think the general plot would be that Fernando keeps trying to seduce him to the dark side, and Seb keeps making him think it worked, only to escape at the end of the encounter. Leading Fernando to just come up with increasingly more violent and kinky traps. Seb goes along with it(read: enjoys it), leaving Fernando satisifed, only to somehow escape and wink and make kissy faces at Fernando in the process. (Fernando smoking cigarette in bed: "How do I make him stay. Sigh.")

I like to think though that Fernando does win in the end, by realizing, ah wait shit I do need to actually explain my motivations to Seb. And Seb is so worn down by his job, not Fernando, and how he's being treated, that he listens, really actually listens, and realizes Fernando does really have valid reasons. And then they become evil crime husbands yayyyy. Wow you thought this was a espionage AU? Well it is, but just not the outcome you'd expect.

[lemongogo]

need 2 find myself again in 2025 . tbhwu

[lokh]

at this point i have to assume the ongoing chest pain is from living in this fucking house

[pink-lemonadefairy]

[luck-of-the-drawings]

WWWOOOPS FORGOT I MADE THIS. drew this back at around when the hyperbolic time chamber training arc was just starting. remember that? huh? remember the hamspter??? ohhhhhhhh youll remember the haspter!!!! oh my god yknow what else i remember. williams overwhelming love for christmas. oh my god. spooky zombie boy loves the christmas.. literally the best possible thing for him...

[mylittleredgirl]

great news for mylittleredgirl survival enthusiasts: i stopped taking that stimulant med today and now at 5 pm i can finally sit up without feeling like my heart or eyes will explode :) unfortunately not taking it also means the severe fatigue is back so i don't want to sit up anyway. still a net positive i suppose.