#trust me im just as dumbfounded

[raylasrightbraid]

call me frederick weidman bc GUESS WHO PUT CALLUM AND RAYLA’S THEME TOGETHER

if you dont know what im talking about click here

[romaevelizz]

˖ ࣪⊹Supervision

T. IIDA x Fem!reader ˖ ࣪⊹

Sum: Your class rep supervising you while studying, but even with supervision not a lot gets done..

Warnings: suggestive themes! Kissing, touchy feely stuff, fluff, not proofread.

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“I don’t wanna do this..” your groaned your face falling into the book.

A sigh could be heard from next to you, you left your face turn making eye contact with the class pres. “ You have to be ready for tomorrow.” He spoke his hand adjusting his glasses.

“But it boring— what if-.” She started.

“No. You have notes to take Mr. Aizawa had I trusted me to supervise you. You’re the one who got in trouble Y/n.” He spoke.

It’s true you had gotten in trouble you might have been caught out past curfew, to be fair it wasn’t the most terrible study session Tenya was your boyfriend the only thing that made it bad was he was giving you the cold shoulder he was upset. You knew better even worse you got caught.

“I know, I’m sorry Ten…” you mumbled, your body scooting closer to him.

“You don’t have to apologize to me, you just have to follow the rules.” He spook, his red eyes looking at you.

He looked good upset, you hated he was upset at you but god did he look good. “Can I make it up to you some how..” you spoke your voice soft, your eyes till with his as your hands trailed up his thighs.

“No.” His voice hard as he grabbed your wrist.

You only rolled your eyes. “Don’t be like that..” you spoke leaning forward your face close to his.

His brow corked “we’re still at school behave.”

You smiled, his hands moving from your wrist to your elbows. “Just one..” you whispered standing up over him.

He knew what your were doing, he didn’t like it but again it was just you two, alone in an extra study room at the school.

“One.” He said.

“Yay!” You replied leaning down your hands meeting his face, your glossy lips meeting his soft ones.

And one turned into two, three, four oh and how you were on his lap. Tenyas hands pressing against your back, his lips intertwined with yours.

“I thought you just wanted one..” you spoke breathlessly.

“I did.”

“You pulled me into your lap Tenya.”

Only a grunt as he continued to kiss you his hands trailing down you back his big hands gripping your hips, his hands soon slipping under the sides of your skirt, his fingers digging into your flesh.

Your hips adjusting as he massagesed your hips. Your lips never leaving his.

“Behave.” He spoke, his hands holding your hips still.

The kissing became more intense and he forgot about holding your hips, the care for studying lefty iid as mind as he make out with you. The quiet moans you let out as you kissed rove him crazy. Safe to say he was gone, detaching himself he looked at you, your lipstick smudged all around his lips. “What? What’s wrong?” you asked your hands on his shoulders.

He shook his head taking off his glasses folding the placing them on the desk. Not saying a word, his lips quickly meeting yours again. Oh- oh that was hot, you thought holy fuck.

Sadly things were cut short when his little friends barged in Midoriya and Todoroki and long with a few others. You both sat there for a minute, Tenyas hangs under your skirt, his shirt and tie all messed up aswell and his hair messy. And to top it off your lipstick all around his mouth.

“IM SORRY!” Midoriya yelled closing the door quickly.

Iidas face lit up, him quickly standing you up placing you back in the chair in front of him. “I Cant believe that just happen, oh no!” He panicked.

Then his eyes landed on you who looked up at him so innocently, “this is your fault.”

“My fault your hard yes, not my fault your friends walked in.” You spoke leaning back in the chair fixing your skirt.

He looked at you dumbfounded his face getting even redder. “Y/N!”

You laughed gathering your books together standing up. “I’ll leave you, your stiffy and your study group be my times up!” You smiled, kissing his lips once more befor walking twords the door.

“Might wanna sit down so it can be seen as much love.” You spoke looking over your shoulder giving him a wink.

Opening the door you make eye contact Kaminari, “he’s all yours gentleman.” You spoke.

“You sure looked like you ate him alive.” Kaminari said pointing at your boyfriend who was still a mess particularly the lipstick.

“Oops! Bye boys!” You smiled walking off.

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“How did you end up with L/n.” Mineta said glaring at iida.

“Yeah thought you’d be into more goody two shoes.” Kaminari laughed.

“She can be a good girl, today wasn’t one of those days.” He spoke fixing his glasses glancing over at Midoriya who couldn’t look at him.

“Crazy.”

[hanasnx]

WITHHOLDING SEX — logan howlett.

MINORS DNI 18+ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ NOTES: unfinished wip that im never gonna finish. WARNINGS: unfinished wip ノ fem reader ノ stripper reader ノ age gap ノ established relationship ノ size difference ノ logan gets smacked for saying some dumb shit ノ degradation ノ outdated and lame anti-sex work rhetoric ノ toxic behavior

“You’re such a jerk, Logan.” you used to say, a little giggle to your voice as you scoldingly pat LOGAN HOWLETT’s broad chest, letting him back you into a dark corner at your club and buy a personal dance. He’d wave that fat wad of cash in front of your nose with that knowing look you’d come to crave, and you’d flirtingly comply. You’d even let him get cheeky with it, copping a feel up your thigh while in the privacy of a backroom. Just so you’d bat his callused hand away with a toying, “Ah-ah!” And he’d tilt his big head at you and push out his hips while you finished up your dance.

Months of playing with one another, led to his impatience getting the better of him. Late at night, asking you—a stripper—what you were doing later. He’s got this way about him that you watch so carefully. All he had to do was stare at you through those furrowed brows and jut his chin when he popped the question, and you obediently blurted out, “Maybe if you’re lucky: you.”

Much to your surprise, it wasn’t some one night stand. Booty calls turned to dates, turned to moving in together, turned to partnership. Not that you believe yourself to be a challenge, but you’ve never met a guy that could seduce you at your job, and you certainly never expected to shack up with him. Logan made it easy at first, always forward with you, putting up with your “diva attitude” as he likes to call it, driving you to and from work because he doesn’t trust the clients that hang out around the building when girls are just trying to get home. You fell hard, and you fell fast.

But lately, things have been different. Logan’s always been bull-headed—and a bit of a pig—but it never seemed to be as big of a problem as it is now. As much as you can love those traits of his, they get in the way of communication, and your own spite and stubbornness doesn’t soothe anything. You fight more than ever, you argue more than you have actual conversations. If you’re not fighting, you’re not talking, and he’s sleeping on the couch. Butting heads is not new, but now they’re not as easily solved without the shade of rose-colored glasses.

“Nah, baby, ‘cause a stripper like you was easy.” The prideful and malicious words struck you right to your core, whirling around to face Logan who’d been hounding after you. It’s written all over his firm countenance, he said it to hurt you, and he knew it succeeded—from the very first petname spat so facetiously. Your hand flies before you realize what’s happening, whipping across his cheek so hard it resounds throughout the room. It was a stupid move, ache pulsing hot through your palm from the contact, and chances are it’s worse for you than him.

Your voice burns from this latest yelling match, and you exacerbate it. “You’re such a jerk, Logan!” The dumbfounded part in his lips close as he pivots his spun head to meet your gaze. You’re not gonna sit here and entertain this any longer, you’re gonna be late for work, so you round his wide frame to hurry to the door. “Let’s see how easy you think I am.” you challenge, throwing open the door, “Good luck getting off without me.” you spit at him before slamming the door after you.

“That’s it, I’m so done with him—for real this time.” you claim, yapping the ear off your coworker at the lockers while you two get dressed.

“Oh, yeah, right.” she replies with a roll of her eyes, zipping up her boot. “Next week y’all are gonna be back together, attached at the fuckin’ hip. Who’re you kidding?” She stamps her foot down, and gives herself last looks in the vanity mirror, teasing her hair with her hands.

You throw down your needle and floss, halting your sew of a hole in your costume. “Shut up, it’s not like that!” you whine, annoyed by her prediction—more or less accurate.

She snickers. “See you out there.” she tells you, effectively dismissing the conversation as she makes her way out onto the floor. Somehow, her reaction only fans the flames of your spiteful commitment…. but even though the hurt is still fresh, you miss him.

It’s frigid in the AM, hugging your jacket close as you watch your breath steam in front of your face. The bouncer didn’t think to watch your walk to the car this time, knowing that your boyfriend usually picks you up. You forgot to tell him otherwise, but it’s not a big deal—until you remember you took your car this time and the heater is broken. You’ve taken three steps out the door and you’re already shivering, what are you gonna do when your brittle fingers can’t grip the wheel?

“Hey.” a rough and familiar voice breaks you out of your internal debacle, facing the noise promptly. Logan wearing his usual scowl and puffy vest—somehow he looks good. The sleeves of his flannel are rolled up to reveal the cords of his forearms crossed across his chest, tailbone leaned against his truck. “C’mon.” He tilts his head in the direction of his vehicle. In one small second, you’re endeared by his gesture, he knew you were gonna be cold and a little unsafe—even through being angry he’d do this for you. In the next second, the warm feeling is quickly crushed under the weight of knowing Logan. This isn’t some knight-in-shining-armor moment. This is his apology.

You stick your frozen nose in the air, “No, thanks.” you respond. There’s no way you’re going to let him off the hook that easily. Back on your path to your car, you huddle into yourself to converse heat, but you still hear footsteps on gravel behind you.

“Don’t be like that, princess, I know you’re freezing.” he says. He only calls you that when you’re being especially prissy. “I know you didn’t mean what you said back there, so let’s just go home and I’ll hook and tow your car in the morning.” The impending presence of a palm against your upper arm alerts you and you flinch out of the way.

“I’m not getting into the truck with you, Logan, I’m mad at you.” you hiss. Your persistence is annoying, and if you were less wrathful Logan might’ve thrown you over his shoulder by this point. Something tells him this isn’t like other times.

His hand lingers in the air aside your sleeve, but draws back when he straightens to his full height behind you. “So you’d rather catch fuckin’ pneumonia than be within three feet of me?” his disbelief is deduced clearly in his tone, conveying how stupid he thinks you’re being.

So you double down, shrugging indifferently as you cross your arms over your chest. “If that’s what it comes down to.”

“Jesus, you’re a stubborn bitch.”

You round on him. “Logan!”

He inclines in your space, raising his voice as he gestures in front of him, organizing his verbal thoughts, “First, you tell me some bullshit about no pussy, and now you don’t even wanna be near me—“

You’re incredulous, matching his energy as you lift onto the tips of your toes to compete with him. “—Why would I wanna go anywhere with you when you’re being the biggest asshole—“

“—and it’s not like you can keep up with that shit. You’ll last a day- and that’s generous—!”

“—A day? You think I’ll last a day—?” You have the urge to laugh, a dry hollow sound.

“Face it, you can’t go a night without me.”

Obviously, you’re not getting anywhere and you’re tired. Defeated, you shake your head and turn on your heel. You’re beyond cold, and you say loud enough for him to hear, “Get outta here, Logan, I don’t wanna see you when I get home.”

He shift his weight to one hip, raising his arms out at his sides in a questioning pose. “Oh, and where am I supposed to go? Huh? Where am I supposed to go?” he interrogates after your retreating form, angry at your reaction, at the fact you’re walking away from him, the idea he’s not going to be in a warm bed with a warm body to comfort him to sleep tonight.

It’s his own fault. “I don’t care where you go! I’m not letting you in.” you reply with a shake of your head.

[ssparksflyy]

Hi, I just saw that request are open so can you do a boyfriend headcanon with Jason Grace please?

ask and thou shall recieve ༉‧₊˚.

jason grace dating hcs! ✮⋆˙ pairing : jason grace x gn!reader warning(s) : none ♡ an : tysm for ur request <3! hope u enjoy thisss! also why the heck did it take me 20 mins to make that little pic collab bcs nothing was matching so i js went 'screw it' anyway, enjoy!

jason grace how i love you my sweet golden retriever boyfriend

im not even lying though

ive got a golden and she's very affectionate and he'd literally be the same

absolutely loves being around you 24/7, 365

ive seen some people say jason is like kinda tense, like he was raised to be a fighter, his guard is always up, and like he builds just a few walls to keep himself safe

but nahh best believe those walls are comin right down for you

he's only himself when he's with you !!

he literally feels so comfortable and trusts you with his life

definitely tells you EVERYTHING

not gonna lie i think jason is chismoso asf

( gossiper , nosy )

BUT LIKE secretively

like people think he doesnt care or isnt listening so they just gossip all care free when he's around cause they think he wont tell anybody

but in reality he's super invested

so like after a long day when your cuddled up in the zeus cabin he's not only telling you about his day but also updating you on the drama he's found out about

NOW I KNOW that may seem ooc, but im telling you, the walls are coming DOWN

jason literally adores it when you play with his hair

like it really just calms him down, especially after a rough day

bro just melts 🫠

i think jason is like in between with pda

yes of course he loves holding your hand and hugging you

but theres definitely a difference from when youre around people and when youre alone

dont know if that came out wrong

but he just feels more comfortable when its just you two

speaking of hand holding

he's literally a hand holding king

its literally just a habit at this point

i feel like he's a hands interlocked kinda guy

like hes just walks up to you, gives you a big ol smile ofc, and plop, slips his fingers in between yours. just like that. super casual about it.

OH MY GOD IF YOU WEAR GLASSES

he literally intentionally makes you bump glasses when youre kissing

dont know if that made sense i dont wear glasses

but he thinks its the funniest thing ever and laughs every time

lemme tell you somethin

literally even before you started dating

you haven't opened a single door while jason's around

even if youre like about to reach the door and he's a few feet away he'll literally sprint captain-america-on-your-left style to open the door for you

and then stands there looking stupid after you give him a kiss on his cheek

never fails to be left absolutely dumbfounded after you kiss him

which is probably why he isnt the biggest on pda

he knows he'll never be allowed to forget how stupid he looks

HE LOVES SLEEPOVERS

winkity wonkty

but actually he makes them so much fun

starts a pillow fight but loses

A SUCKER for karaoke

nah cause why do i think he'd be like "omg lets play spin the bottle" and youre just like "jason.. it's only me and you" and hes all like "your point??"

always ends his night with cuddles

youre literally his personal teddy bear sorry not sorry

not gonna lie i don't think jason's a jewelry fella

but get this

matching converse

they dont even have to be converse they can literally be any shoes

i just like converse

you guys got them custom made and everything ouuuu

even though he doesn't seem like he'd be too big on jewelry i feel like he has a silver necklace with your initials on it

i want to wear his initial on his chain round my neck not because he owns me but cause he really knows me

he's always wearing it, whether its like under his shirt (CLOSER TO HIS HEARTTTT) or over it and shining proudly

definitely has a playlist just titled '(name)' with a heart and its just a bunch of love songs that remind him of you ♡

he's literally so in love and makes sure you know that multiple times a day

where can i get me a jason grace :(

[travelersspark]

IM BACK! 🌟

Literally when on break since I've been busy with college and work😅. Now I can get back into the swing of things ! Since I'm here , might as well make a new headcanons post ~♡

𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝑻𝑳𝑲 .ᐟ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝑮𝑵.ᐟ𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

𝑶𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒔

First off. Cayde had a meeting with you at your local job. You and Cayde were close since he practically raised you along with Tessa . You were running late and Cayde was inside Optimus. Optimus had heard about you but never thought much about it.

He'd ask about you to Cayde and Cayde talked fondly of you so Optimus could sort of trust you. So could Cayde. Hence why he was gonna finally explain to you whats been going on for the past year.

Of course you are insanely confused when you get in the truck and Cayde starts being cryptic saying. “ Y/N. You know you can trust me right ? I would always tell you if somethings up.. ” -Cayde

You are dumbfounded at first while the silent drive fills the cabin with awkwardness. Then it hit you. “ Have you been looking for girls on tinder Cayde?! God I swear - ” - Y/N.

Facepalm from Cayde. Optimus almost laughed in his alt form but Cayde coughs before having to disprove your idiotic suspicion. He basically rushes an explanation of the autobots and decepticons and everything that has happened for the past year since you haven't really seen him.

Annnnnnnnndddd. Your not buying it. After the drive he tries explaining more but you brush it off basically just tired from work and chalking up his excuses to him being tired and or drunk.

Well.. until you see a group of vehicles strolling around and stopping with their headlights nearly blinding you (Kind of like the introduction the team from TF1) and with some loud noises and rumbling. You see them. Giant robots standing among you.

You Fucking FREAK. Definitely bout to be ready to throw some shit. Like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK CAYDE ! Cayde has to mostly calm you down as well as Optimus surprisingly trying as well explaining that they would never hurt you.

After a couple of minutes of losing your shit. Optimus introduced himself explain his motives and his following. Your still apprehensive but sort of star struck. Ootimus's voice and tone was totally different than his remorseful and sort of stern tone. It even surprised Cayde.

Optimus certainly finds you intriguing due to the stories Cayde told him Since you now know of thier existence they have to basically become your body guards in a sense. You don't mind it but you still have your worries. Mostly about the part with the decepticons.

He reassures that he would do anything to try and keep you and the other humans safe.

A couple of banter from the crew but with one Stern glance of Optimus they shut it.

You two might have a quite interesting partnership - in a good way.

𝑩𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒆

oh. This mute bot is EXCITED to meet you ! He was the first one to transform and show himself to you after optimus.

Kind of flustered and worried when you lost your cool about seeing them. But after he calms his excitement and lets his leader explain himself.

He flashes his sick moves which makes you smile and laugh a bit. He gladly would do it again to make you smile.

Bee is one of the first bots you considerably found yourself talking to.

When you found out he couldn't speak like the others and communicated through a radio, you though he was quite a special bot.

He's like you in a way. You to pair together so well. Bee thinks of you like his old partner Sam.

Oh. He can get protective of you. Mainly when Crosshairs or Hot Rod get a bit flirtatious or silly around you.

Casually offers a drive after a few hours of meeting which you don't really refuse. You had to admit. He was a dream ride of yours.

Its love at first sight in his eyes. He already finds himself crushing on you from day one. And he hopes that you stick around with him.

𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒔

God another Squishy thing?! Let's just say he wasn't amused.

Well until you basically cursed the hell out of Cayde. Now he's impressed

Now he's made it his mission to figure out what makes you tic.

Weirdly he can he either considerate or just a complete jerk. But a loveable one at that.

He finds himself always trying to be flirtatious with you. But when you do it back he gets completely flustered and curses you out (his love language according to drift)

Fights about the miniscule things with you. Like if you eat in his alt form and there's a crumb he's gonna scold you.

Never saw himself being friends with a human but he would definitely enjoy his company with you.

First meeting him he is pretty serious about not wanting you around a bit but it shifts to wanting to hang with you more.

You two are FUCKIN GREMLINS TOGETHER. yall annoy the hell out of optimus and cade at times. God you two are a mess

Starts out as not being protective of you to being ULTRA protective. Mans always worried about you but tries to play it off.

𝑯𝒐𝒕 𝑹𝒐𝒅

Omg him and Bumblebee fell HARD for you when Cade introduced you to the crew. Literally he couldn't stop gawking at you.

Already trying to one up everyone else with his flirtatious and suave energy.

Placed a bet with bee to see if you'd like him more.

First to offer you rides from work, school or whatever. (He figured you showing up in his alt form would make you popular or cool. And he wasn't wrong either.)

Immediately asks Optimus to assign him as your guardian. Let me tell you, he is smitten by you and in the best way possible.

Says small pet names in french

Arrogant little bastard. Can't take any hints when you need space.

Overall hes just wanting time with you but doesn't exactly understand the idea of patience is a virtue.

𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅

Another human huh. Cool, hope they useful type energy.

Hes pretty chill about it to be honest. Definitely hesitant at the idea but understand where Cade is coming from.

Would personally introduce himself to you if you find him a bit intimidated. Secretly he's a big softie and jokes terrible behind closed doors.

Once he finds out you are just as handy as Cade is hes all over you. Don't expect him.to leave you alone with random weapon scraps and ideas he has in his head.

Probably would take you out to test some grenades with him or something.

Pretty protective on first meet. Mostly since he knows he can keep you safe with his experience and skills in war.

If you don't like the sight of anything remotely similar to cigars and smoke. He would actually stop puffing his bullet in front of you out of respect.

Doesn't care much about your habits as long as you don't get your ass in trouble that is.

Not the type to drive you around since he's a big ass military vehicle and that would definitely cause alot of suspicions.

𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒕

Not bothered but skeptical of your arrival. Let's just say he isn't too fond of the idea of another human around

Probably would discuss his concerns to cade and optimus about the risks but would be told that it was mostly for the best.

He gives up and pretends you just another one of the bots.

Pretty distant at first since he's still weary of you.

But if you compliment him during training of something and use the right terminology of the kata forms and martial arts he will definitely open up to you.

He appreciates someone who can understand his dedication. As well as someone educated in the sacred arts of Japanese and Chinese traditions.

Offers meditation lessons after some time if you are willing to do so.

Silent but deadly type of protective.

Has fought with crosshairs one time.when he was picking on you.

Very tsundere at first but overall he knows you are a good person and wouldn't mind getting to learn more about you

[xueyidweams]

rambling once again (aventurine x cat-person gn!reader) (this kind of pattern is what I’m talking about.) (read more bc this became quite long, sorry!!!)

Aventurine in his life of working for the IPC has come across a lot of stealers or kids trying to find their food for the day. he usually gives them some money and send them on their way. however, he really didn’t expect for someone to try and rob him in Penacony, in the dreamscape no less. Somehow he didn’t sense the man hurling himself towards him and grunted in surprise as he was pushed down, before he could even open his eyes the man was off of him and running away with claw marks all over him.

dumbfounded, he gets up and looks around, only to find two cat eyes staring at him… except they weren’t a cat… well.. half cat half person? He thought the species went extinct long ago. though, you were living proof of the opposite. you helped him sit up, he felt your claws brush against his knuckles and you felt the coolness of his rings on your paw-hand. observing his every move with utmost attention, your feline eyes following his every mimic and body movement.

“well thank you kind stranger—“ you accidentally cut him off as you smell him closely and realize who he is, he smells just like those bastards from the IPC! way too rich to be true smelling! your ears curl backwards and you pull yourself away hastily as you run away from him. He blinks as he sees you run, so fast… is this why the IPC hunts you all down like you’re all one of a kind? He yells after you, “Hey wait! just listen to me, please!“ you look back at him, your teeth snared and your pupils as slanted as they can be, “leave me alone IPC scum!”

you turn a few corners and your eyes widen in horror to see a dead end… what the hell, you know this place like the back of your hand! did they build this just now or have you been hanging in the unfinished part for way too long? the hairs on your tail stand up and your ears curl back as you hear his footsteps, taking a step back your back meets the wall with an oomph.

“Hey look— don’t be so hostile, we don’t have to be enemies. you can trust me.” yeah right. with those eyes? they’re unnervingly pretty and somehow frightening. your gut is telling you to run but your heart is hammering way too fast in your chest and the sound is drowning out his voice and you feel like everything you’ve had to endure to not fall into IPC’s slimy hands again has all been for nothing and—

you feel a hand on your arm, you look up and meet his eyes. then you feel the warm tears staining your cheeks, your tail hugs your leg as your ears droop, “look. please don’t give me up to them, i’ll literally do anything. do you want any dirty work done? i can do it! please just leave me alone, i don’t want to go back i can’t go back!” you see his eyes… soften somehow. to him, you’re a stark reminder of who he was, maybe still is. the way you fight so hard to protect the most precious thing to you, your freedom reminds him so much of the unsavory memories that he doesn’t notice he is squeezing your arm a bit hard and some of the fur is stuck on his rings. you flinch and grimace and he untangles your fur from his rings, he pulls his hands off of you.

he coughs in his hand and looks at you once more, voice softer yet firm. “im not going to hurt you or give you up. that’s not my job anyways. i just wanted to thank you, for helping even though it could put me in serious hot water. cats hate water right?” you half rolls your eyes at his teasing remark, “yeah yeah pretty boy, cough up some cash if you want to thank me. thanks for not turning me in but empty sentiments won’t feed me when i have to wake up from this dream.”

he smiles and takes off the ring from his index finger, he looks at you, “can i hold your hand?” you feel a slight warmness spreading through your face and squint your eyes, “fine but don’t try anything funny!” he chuckles and takes your hand in his gently, “wouldn’t dream of it.” he slips the ring on your ring finger, winking at you. “you can sell this for at least five hundred thousand credits, plenty to eat hm?” you look at your finger, the ring and at him as your heart does summersaults in your ribcage. you’ve never… even as a tease you’ve never been flirted with this is—

he takes advantage of your stupor and strokes your shoulder, squeezes slightly and gives you a smile. “you haven’t seen me and i haven’t seen you, yes?” you nod, speechless but thankful. he turns around and you finally get your voice back, “wait!” he looks back, his eyes watching you with interest. he raises his eyebrows, “thank you. i dont know what else to say but i’ll never forget this. and i wasnt’… joking when i said i could do your dirty work. so if you need something and i can get it done, i’ll do it free of charge.” you manage to tumble out as your voice trembles a bit, still shocked. his smile returns, “I’ll think about it, maybe fate will make us cross paths again huh?” he gives a little wave and starts walking, “oh also, do take care of your fur, it’s rather soft.”

you look dumbfounded, your face morphing from surprised to angry to flustered but he has already left. you look at your ring finger again and play with the ring, maybe the aeons have pitied you now?

‘he’s really pretty…’

you think to yourself as you pocket the ring and think of all the fish, meat and bread you’re gonna eat. and maybe you’ll try that soul glad thing.

[ciwzing]

the first time you suggest kei to wear contact lenses instead of glasses was when a volleyball ball had accidentally landed on his face hard, leaving an indent of his glasses around his eyes and a cruel bruise on his left eye that made him sat on benched for a few match.

Though he refused with a furrowed brows, and a little shake of his head saying "I doubt an accident like that would happen again." and that's that.

the second time was when he whined and complained about the sunlight and why he can't wear sunglasses since he won't be able to see shit anyways, you had said first "why not just have those transition lenses" you heard him scoff and see him rolling his eyes by your words.

"it's impractical and cost more" he retorted back, you look at him dumbfounded, he say it's expensive but doesn't blink an eye to spend money if it's buying you things. "then wear contacts instead" you said to him, you could only hear grumbles under his breath and words of refusal.

you sighed and asked him why he was so disagreement of wearing contacts, he only stayed silent not answering your question, he didn't want to admit that the thought of something like contacts touching his eyes scares him, he cringes at the thought of putting contacts and touching his eyes to get it out. Besides that it takes a lot more effort to put on than glasses,

the third time was a finally the time you had successfully convinced him to put contacts, though you weren't the one who asked but him instead surprisingly.

he had watched you get ready in the morning sitting in front of your mirror, clipping your hair back to put on your contacts. he eyed you in amusement as you successfully put on your contacts on the first try, that's where he got up from your guys bed, still shirtless only wearing loose sweats that's hanging dangerously low on his hips, showing off the band of his boxers.

you watched him through you mirror as he approached you from behind, you greeted him good morning earning you a low hum from him and a raspy morning. bending down to your sitting position to give you a small kiss on your cheek, eyeing both of your reflection in the mirror.

"mind putting contacts on me" with his words, your mouth went agape, looking at him if he was sure and it wasn't his sleepiness just talking. seeing that he was dead serious, you smiled brightly before standing up from your seat and drag him to sit on it instead, opening a drawer to grab another set of contacts. sitting on lap to have a better view of his face.

he grumbled saying you hadn't need of sitting on his lap but his hands that's already resting on your thighs is enough for you to know he doesn't really mind.

"Don't look at me like that, I won't be able to focus and put this on you properly"

"What do you want me to do then? Close my eyes"

"You know what, shut up instead"

Kei concluded that if it means you can sit on his lap everyday to put those stupid contacts on him, he might just wear those instead of his glasses instead.

________________

Bonus!

"Fuck, I wouldn't ever trust you going near my eyes again, I feel like im gonna go blind any second"

"Don't be dramatic, you were moving you eyes so much thats why I had to put it so many times"

"I wanna go back to my glasses.."

[runningthroughthegarden]

you were never mine pt2

summary: a fake relationship with your enemy jack champion was an idea you absolutely loathed. as time went on your mind was changed. until it all came crashing down.

word count: 1.3k , (cutesy moments, angst) pt1 on my page!

over the next couple of days, things were rough to say the least. you tried your best to suppress your annoyance, but it always resurfaced a few moments later. jack wasn’t making matters any better. any time you were close to getting to a genuine moment one of you would say something to fuck it all up. 

-

“jack please stop acting like a baby!!” you yelled in annoyance. 

you were currently in your bedroom trying to get the curly headed boy to cooperate. 

“im not being a baby youre just being insufferable” he sighs flopping down on your bed. 

“you always act like this was my idea!! trust me i don’t want to do any of this just as much as you” 

sighing you sit across from him on the bed. you sit in silence for a few moments, both trying to calm down. 

“ok fine, what was your idea?” he questions, sitting back up. 

“and look who finally wants to listen” you say sarcastically.

“please just explain” 

“ok ok. i was thinking for our first appearance, we keep it simple. go out on a walk, stop for a snack, hold hands, stuff like that. that way we can be spotted and leave. and maybe finally spend some very much needed time away from each other” you finish. 

not wanting to admit its a good idea, jack begins to gather his things. 

“i’ll pick you up at 1 tomorrow, don’t take forever” jack says, making his way to your front door. rolling your eyes, you watch him leave. even after all the bickering, you both continue on with a slight smile on your faces. 

-

adding the finishing touches to your makeup you hear a knock on the door. you quickly get up, slipping on your shoes. you take one last look in the mirror, your light flower print dress complimenting your tanned skin. grabbing your purse, you finally make your way to the front door. opening it to reveal none other than jack champion. he stands in the doorway, taking in your appearance. 

“hellooo earth to jack, you can’t stare at me forever cmon lets go” you rush, walking over to his car. 

dumbfounded and embarrassed you caught him staring, he walks over to open the door for you. the car ride over is surprisingly silent, both caught up in a whirlwind of your own thoughts. finally arriving somewhere in malibu, jack parks the car. 

“you ready?” he looks over nervously. 

“let’s get this over with” you sigh. not wanting to admit how nervous you were. this moment would change everything, for a very long time. jack crosses over to your door, helping you out of the car. a smile quickly spreads across your face as you interlock your hand with his. 

and so the show begins. 

you lean into him as he places a kiss on the top of your head. you walk for a couple of minutes, talking about who knows what. out of the corner of your eye you see someone taking a few pictures. everything was going according to plan. you see an ice cream shop down the street and decide to stop there. as jack orders, you keep your eyes on him. allowing yourself to take in all his features. you didnt want to admit it, but man was he attractive. he quickly knocks you out of your trance. 

“thank you!! hey you wanna go sit outside” he asks, finishing up the transaction. 

“yeah lets go” you respond, hoping he didnt catch you staring. 

walking over to the open area, you find a table and begin eating. neither of you taking your eyes off each other, you continue in random conversation. this was the first time you had enjoyed each others company, no bickering, no yelling, no snarky looks. 

deciding you had been out for a good amount of time, jack interlocks your hands once again to walk back to the car. you soon feel his thumb tracing soft circles against your skin. a slight smile spreads across your face, but is quickly wiped away when you remember why youre here. this is just some pr plan, youre supposed to hate this boy. jack very quickly picks up on your silence. 

“hey, you okay” he asks, looking down at you and giving your hand a light squeeze.

“yeah, just ready to go home” you respond, smiling up at him. 

once jack dropped you off, you flopped onto your bed replaying every single moment in your head. you had no idea what you were feeling but you didnt like it. on the other hand, jack was starting to enjoy himself. he began to welcome the butterflies in his stomach. 

when you awoke in the morning, your phone was blowing up. thankfully, pictures had leaked and very quickly went viral. all of your friends were in shock but hyping you up for “bagging such a hottie”. smiling at the publicity you were getting, you knew everything was going to be okay. 

-

about 2 weeks had passed since your first appearance, and everything was going amazing. it definitely was not smooth what so ever, you and jack still had your bickering and annoyed moments. for the most part you learned to tolerate each other. maybe even started to like each other. 

you had another date planned for tonight but things very quickly went south. you had just gotten off the phone with your parents and it did not end well. they were tolerant of your career but never supportive. one thing lead to another and you were left arguing and crying on the phone. after a while you couldnt stand it any longer and hung up. you quickly wiped your tears trying to collect yourself. hearing a knock at the door you groan and slowly go up to answer it. standing there is jack, a beautiful bouquet of flowers in hand. unbeknownst to you, jack was planning something a little more special for tonight. 

“oh shit” you sigh, leaning against the door. you had completely forgotten about the date you had arranged. 

“you forgot” jack sighs, looking down at the ground. 

“yeah, something just came up” you make up a half assed excuse. 

“like what??” he asks in an angry tone

“geez jack why do you care so much? i think we can skip one stupid little date. the world doesnt revolve around this fake relationship weve created.” you explain. 

“yeah well the whole world doesnt revolve around you either” he whispers, bringing his eyes up back to you. in the dark lighting he couldnt see your red, bloodshot, and puffy eyes. 

“what?” you question, confused.

“nothing, its just funny that you think everything is gonna stop because something happened to you” 

“you don't get it jack” you scoff. 

“what don't i get? the fact that youre so self obsessed you cant see anything thats happening around you?” he questions 

“what are you talking about?!” you ask in pure confusion. 

“jesus y/n are you seriously this blind? all you care about is yourself. you only ever do something if it benefits you. i mean this whole stupid plan you only agreed to because it would boost your public image. this whole act never made any sense to me. you act so high and mighty but deep down its because you can’t handle people knowing the true you. and here i was thinking i was getting close to the real you. but it was just an act right? something for the cameras?  im done feeling this stupid.” he hands you the bouquet of flowers quickly turning back to his car. feeling tears dwell in your eyes you shut the door. 

you had gotten so close to something real. something that had flourished before your eyes. only for it to be torn down as quickly as it started.

a/n: me ruining every relationship asf

@txmxav @valenftcrush

[celestialomnipotence]

Sun & Moon X Child! Reader

TWs: Hints of abuse/Child neglect (if I need to add more, I will later on)

Note from Kyo- I made this so people can see an idea of how I write! This is my first time properly doing this so please dont be too harsh on me, I mostly do this in hopes of bringing comfort to those who get them from reading stories with things the go through.

Sypnosis: A (NB) child is left at the daycare and all the kids seem to not want to be around them. Which causes the kid to become more and more distressed and lonely, until the daycare attendant approaches them!

Your parents had dropped you off at the daycare very early today… Your father had already gone off to work and your mother was grumpily dragging you into the cursed place.. Well it wasnt exactly cursed, you very much enjoyed being at the daycare when your parents were at work! You only protested against it though because of the other kids ‘being mean’. To which you only earned eye rolls and were told to just deal with it… And what soon shut you up about the whole ordeal was when your mother snapped at you, yelling at you to shut up about the kids there and just deal with it, you were getting dropped off there whether you liked it or not.

So here you were.. In such a giant and colorful play area. Kids were running around, screaming, playing, coloring… Yet you were just standing there awkwardly. Should you try to play with the other kids? Would it hurt again if you tried?

You only took a shaky breath as you went to where some kids were playing tag. You wanted to join in quite a lot so you quickly ran to a kid and asked, “Hey can I join?-“ To which the kid immediately laughed at you. “You again?? No! Leave us alone freak!” The kid giggled as he ran off and you only stood their dumbfounded. You seriously ran into the rudest kid on your first try. After a few seconds you moved to the wall, should you try again?

Well you did. This time you ran to kids playing hide and seek. They had just started a game too which was perfect! “Hey can I join?” This little girl gave you a curious look but you noticed how distant her eyes looked at the same time. “Oh yea sure-.. Um- Ill count an extra… 20 seconds for you-“ You had nodded excitedly at that and already ran off. Going straight into the play structure and hiding in your favorite spot.

And there you sat for what felt like forever… And ever.. And ever… They werent looking for you.. Were they?

Thats when you felt tears well up in your eyes as you buried your head in your knees…

Then you heard someone coming near you in the structure. Oh great now another kid would call you a cry baby.

That was until you heard the voice. “Oh my goodness! Why are you crying little one?” You looked up at the cheery sun that some how fit inside the structure. “O-oh!- I-im- Im ok-“ You stuttered in a hurry as you wiped your tears away. Even though the Suns face was a constant smile, he approached you a little cautiously until he managed to sit right in front of you. Sure he was meant to be happy and entertain kids while the lights were on, but there was a little bit of code in him that told him what to do with upset kids. Plus he has already experienced seeing kids who had gotten abused before!

“Would you like to tell me whats wrong little one?” Sun had asked while letting his head rotate some to one side, maybe a bit more than he intended. You debated telling him.. Would he get upset like your parents did..? No, he was such a happy Sun! But still, should you trust him…?

You hesitantly spoke up. “W-well.. I tried to play with all the other kids again… They just left me out again and said mean things.” Sun left out a gasp that you could determine if it was real or for dramatics. “How rude of them! Well what did you want to play little one?” “.. Tag-.. And hide and seek-… But now I just want someone to play with me. That wont just leave me alone.” Sun seemed to think for a moment, tapping hid non-existent chin. “How about we play together then! Ill give you all the special attention you deserve! We can finger paint, play with crafts, or with glitter glue! Whatever you want!”

You couldnt help but giggle a bit at his enthusiasm.. And at the idea of getting all his attention.

And well, if Sun could have grinned wider, he would have. “Can we play with the paints?” You asked to which the Sun immediately, somehow, nodded. “Of course! Lets go now little one!” He held his hand out to you which you immediately took.

Then there you were, finger painting, putting googley eyes on each other, and having so much fun. You almost completely forgot about what had happened early. Soon enough, Sun told you he would have to go away soon and Moon would come out to put all the kids to bed.

You nodded at that and let out a small yawn. Maybe you would nap this time.. You had so much fun so of course you would be tired.

And when Moon finally came out, all of the kids hurried to bed while you were quickly finishing your fingerpainting you were working on some how behind Suns back.

Moon soon enough went up to you. “Naughty naughty.. You know you shouldnt be painting, its nap time.” You were quick to nod at him but then you held on your painting.. Which was one of you, Sun and Moon holding hands. Moon stared at the painting.. Or what you assumed was staring before he slowly grabbed it. He hadnt had any special experiences with you yet you still added him..?

“Thank you little one but you still have to sleep.” You nodded as he continued to speak. “Ill hang this up in our room and then help you to bed, ok?”

You nodded and then Moon… Floated? Flied away? It was too dark for you to tell anyways so you went right over to an area where you could cuddle up…

And soon Moon got over to you, only to find you already passed out under your blanket. Moon watched you for a few seconds before pulling the blanket all the way up and moving some hair out of your face.

Kyo- Well… This was my first attempt at something, hope you enjoyed :)

Id like to think Sun has kept you in his database and whenever your there, you get a special bit of attention to make sure you arent too lonely or left out!

[ts1mp0ne]

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Kylian Mbappe x reader

.𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: in which kylian is jealous of a certain someone that has been trying to get with his girlfriend

.𝑪𝑾: angst, fluff at the end

.𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: heyyy guys, I am so sorry this request was literally from months ago I just didn’t know what to write😭, im trying to clear up my request list and yea hope you like it, based on that request on top

We had just arrived at Michael Rubin’s annual party for the 4th of July, Kylian, Brice and me, we were approached by many celebrities since we don’t usually stay in the states it’s unusual to see us there, and most of the people here are ones we interacted once or twice online.

Recently, there had been some rumours going around that me and ( NBA player) had been going out in secret, which I think it’s stupid since I’ve been with Kylian the whole time since we arrived in Miami

But all of this started when (NBA player) said on an interview that he had a crush on me and that if I gave him a chance he would make me the happiest woman

This was very childish, since me and Kylian had been together since we were 16 and he had been there for me since the beginning and vice versa

We were currently near the drinks, I was talking to Kendall Jenner and other girls and Kylian was talking to Kevin Heart and the others, when (NBA player) approached me and the girls and started talking to me

I could see that he was trying to flirt but I was shutting down any advances he was making at me, for obvious reasons, im happily taken

I could see Brice taping Kylian on the shoulder and pointing at me, I could see that he was mad, then we made eye contact, he could see that I was uncomfortable

I think (NBA player) sensed that I wasn’t listening to him anymore, so then he stared to where I was looking and saw Kylian glaring at him “let’s go somewhere more private ma” he said

I just looked at him dumbfounded and said “are you crazy, can’t you see that I have a bf, who tf do you think I am” then I tried to leave but he grabbed my hand “cmon ma I can make you more famous than that boy toy of yours”

From a distance I could see Kylian approaching “is there something wrong amour?” He asked but he obviously knew the answer to that “no bro we were just-“ “I wasn’t talking to you now was I?” He asked rhetorically with an arched brow, he was getting pissed

“Everything is okay Kyky don’t worry, (NBA player) was just leaving, weren’t you” I said with a smile that said, ‘if you don’t get out of here noww, my bf is going to beat your ass’ he got what I meant and left without speaking another word

After we saw that he was very far, Kylian pulled me in for a kiss that didn’t last long bcs the girls started teasing us, to which we just laughed and decided to go somewhere more private

“I don’t know if I’ve told you this, but you look três belle” he said once we reached a place near the pool, he was staring down at me, admiring every inch of my face, and I won’t lie, I as doing the same exact thing

“You have said it, multiple times amor, but I don’t mind hearing it again” I said and pecked his lips “Je t’aime mon coeur” I said and he smiled, that smile of his that makes everyone else around him smile too

“Je t’aime mon Princesse” he said and hugged me “I know you were jealous back there” he looked at me and then just scoffed letting himself go off me “no Kylian I thought it was cute, though you have nothing to worry about because the only person I love is you” I said while laughing

He just side eyed me and I started laughing even more, this time he was laughing with me too, then we calmed down and he said “I know, I trust you, it’s them I don’t trust, if I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t have given you that ring that you so much deserve” he said raising my left hand to his lips and kissing the engagement ring he gave me at the beginning of the year

I smiled looking down at the ring “I still can’t believe we’re engaged, I mean took you long enough, but the timing was perfect” I still remember that day it was right after New Year’s Eve, our families and friends there, everything was perfect

Who would’ve thought that I’d end up with such a wonderful man…. me, I thought that

[slutz4marsh]

STAN MARSH X VIRGIN!FTM!READER SMUT

ok this one has a little backstory i guess? lore? anyway ive decided i get to consider myself a virgin still because i barely remember any of the times i've technically been touched & what i do remember is extremely traumatic. so i think as a treat for still being alive stan should take my virginity

this fic is probably going to be tooth rottingly sweet so im sorry in advance LMFAO

cw/tw: first time, stan calls reader "dude", stan is somewhat experienced reader is not, whiny soft pathetic stan

They say it starts with a kiss. You didn’t know about all that, you didn’t listen to The Killers all that much.

You and Stan had been on his bed making out on and off for about an hour. Stan’s hands wandered, drifting under your shirt and caressing the skin there gently. 

“You’re so pretty like this,” he whispered breathily.

You whined softly, overly sensitive to every touch. “Stan,” you breathed, hands gripping his jacket as though it was a lifeline.

Stan chuckled, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. He loved how you reacted to him; so responsive and reactive. “You’re so cute when you’re all clingy,” he teased, giving your hands a gentle squeeze.

You shivered at his words. Your eyes flutter shut for a second. You swallowed thickly as Stan’s hands continued to wander, finding purchase on your body wherever possible.

“We should stop,” Stan said, his voice barely louder than a whisper as one hand dipped lower, tracing the band of your pants. His breath hitched as you whimpered.

“Last chance,” his eyes flicked up to your face, hoping for a sign.

Your own breath caught in your throat. “Have,” you panted softly. “Have you ever done this before?”

Stan smiled softly at you, his fingers tracing the edge of your pants. “God, dude, you’re adorable..” 

He chuckled. “Yeah. Couple times,” his hand paused. “You have too, haven’t you?”

His thumb hooked into your pants. You bit your lip.

You slowly, almost shyly, shook your head. “N… No,” you stammered quiet admittance. “Never.”

Stan’s eyes widened. He blinked, staring at you for a moment before bursting out laughing. “You’re joking,” He spoke incredulously. His hand tightens on your waist. “But you’re so… You’re so…” He trailed off, grinning.

You shook your head, adjusting somewhat nervously. “I’ve… Never. Not.. Not all the way.”

Stan’s grin faded, quickly replaced with a dumbfounded look. His hand drifted up, tracing over your chest. “But you’re so pretty,” he mumbled, frowning slightly. His hand paused over your heart. “Are you sure you want this?”

You paused. Did you? You decided yes in a matter of seconds. You nodded, slowly. “I… I want it to be you.”

Stan smiled warmly. “Okay,” he breathed. His hand drifted back down, tugging your pants down. His eyes flicked up to your face, seeking reassurance. His own heart raced in his chest. “You tell me if you want me to stop, okay?”

You nodded, squirming slightly as Stan tugged your pants down your legs and tossed them off to the side somewhere.

Stan took a moment to admire the view before him. His eyes dragged over every inch of your skin. His hand reached out, gently brushing against your inner thigh. “You’re so pretty,” he mumbled. “I don’t wanna hurt you..”

“Just- go slow. Please.” You requested, flustered as you looked away from him.

Stan grinned softly, nodding. “Okay, you got it..” he murmured. His fingers drifted closer to your center, brushing against the soft, coarse curls there. “Hey- look at me,” he said softly, a gentle command.

You looked up, already dripping wet just from the kissing and Stan’s soft teasing. You look at Stan, eyes darting back and forth across his face.

Stan’s heart melted at the nervous and yet oh so trusting look in your eyes. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. “I love you,” he murmured against your skin. His fingers drifted down to your clit, stroking the small length slowly. “You’re gonna feel so good. Promise.”

You jumped slightly at the sudden stimulation. You let out a breathy sigh as your head fell back against the pillows.

Stan smiled warmly, his hands working slowly. He watched your face intently, gauging your reactions. “You like that?” he asked softly, his thumb rubbing gentle circles around the base of your slick, throbbing flesh.

You nodded, clenching the sheets in your fist with one hand. “Yeah,” you breathed, nervous. Shy. Stan’s ministrations only made you even wetter than before, folds shining with your arousal. Stan’s smile widened, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He leaned down and pressed his lips to your neck as he slowly rubbed his thumb back and forth over the highly sensitive nub. His other hand slowly inched lower, parting your folds to gently rub at your entrance.

You whined softly, instinctively attempting to close your legs at the soft prodding at your delicate, untouched pussy.

Stan gently pushed your legs back open, fingers tracing soothing patterns on your inner thighs. “Shh, it’s okay,” he whispered against your neck. His thumb continued to rub at your clit, his other finger slowly pressing against your entrance and applying gentle pressure. “You’re so tight..”

You took a few deep breaths. Your breaths became sharper as you felt Stan slowly work his index finger inside of you. “Mm-” you breathed, eyes squeezing shut as you whined softly.

Stan’s own breath hitched as he felt you slowly relax and take more of his finger. He moaned softly against your neck, his hand moving slowly. 

“You’re doing so well,” he praised softly. “You’re taking it like such a good boy.”

You panted softly. You felt almost euphoric. You’d never felt anything like this. Your breath caught again as Stan started to slowly work a second finger into you.

Stan’s heart swelled with a mix of love and pride for you as he stretched you open with his fingers. He curled them slightly, brushing against your sweet spot as he pumped his fingers in and out slowly. 

“Yeah, that’s it,” he murmured against your skin. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

You made a sound of pleasure that sounded something like “Mmhph,” and writhed as Stan’s fingers brush against that spot inside your weeping cunt.

Stan’s eyes widened at the sound you made. He knew he’d found the right spot. He started to rub against it consistently, his fingers pumping in and out of your tight pussy at a steady pace.

“Oh god, dude,” he breathed. “You’re gonna make me cum just watching you.”

You squirmed. Stan’s fingers continued to stretch you out in preparation for what was next. “Mmh,” you whined softly, back arching slightly. You’re more responsive than anyone Stan had ever been with.

Stan’s mouth drifted lower, his lips closing over one of your nipples. He sucked gently, his tongue flicking out to circle around the hardened nub. His fingers continued to work in and out of you, scissoring to stretch you further. Stan’s own body ached with need.

You panted softly. “Oh, fuck,” you cursed, head falling back as you began to tense up once again.

Stan’s eyes met yours, his hand slowing its pace. 

“Not yet, baby,” he whispered softly, his thumb gently rubbing at your swollen, throbbing flesh. “Not ‘til I’m inside you.”

He slowly removed his fingers and brought them to his mouth, sucking your slickness off of them.

You whimpered softly, eyes dilating at the erotic sight. You swallowed hard and adjusted yourself again, spreading your legs apart further.

Stan settled between your spread thighs, his hard length pressing against your slick entrance. He took himself in one hand, rubbing the tip up and down your folds, coating himself in your arousal.

“Last chance to back out,” he murmured, the tip of his cock pressing against your hole.

You squirmed slightly, but you shook your head. “I-” you began, voice breathy. Whiny. “I want it to be you, Stan.” You repeated your earlier sentiment. You reached out to grab Stan’s free hand.

Stan’s face softened at your words. He intertwined your fingers, bringing your joined hands to rest on the pillow beside your head.

He leaned down to kiss you slowly, deeply, as he finally began to push inside. “I love you,” he groaned.

You let out another pleasured-slash-pained noise as Stan pushed inside. You panted softly, body tense as you adjusted to the new feeling. Or at least attempted to.

Stan paused, letting you get used to the feel of him. He nuzzled into the side of your neck, his breath hot against your skin. 

“Breathe for me, baby,” he whispered, his hand tightening around yours. “Just breathe.”

You did so as best you could, working through the strange feeling of the intrusion. You nodded almost weakly as you looked up at Stan.

Stan slowly started to push in further, his length stretching you open. He kept his pace slow and gentle, not wanting to hurt you. As he pushed in further, he rested his forehead against yours, your noses touching.

“You okay, baby?” He asked softly, voice trembling with need.

You nodded. Your pussy was tight around Stan. Warm and wet and tight, periodically spasming around him.

Stan hissed softly at the feeling of you clenching on him. “You feel so good,” he moaned, slowly continuing to push inside. He paused again when he was fully sheathed inside you, giving you a moment to adjust. “You take me so well, baby..”

You breathed, whimpering softly. You’d never felt this full. Your fingers were nothing compared to this. You wrapped your arms around Stan’s neck, tight as you pulled him closer. 

Stan wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as he started to slowly move his hips. He set a steady, gentle rhythm, his length dragging along your inner walls with each thrust. 

“You’re doing so well, love,” he praised softly, voice thick with emotion and desire.

You moaned softly, eyes squeezing shut again. Your breath came in sharp little gasps and pants as you grew wetter and wetter around Stan.

Stan buried his face in the crook of your neck, his pace quickening as your heat grew wetter and wetter. His own breath came in short pants, his voice reduced to needy whimpers and praises for you. “Feels so good, baby..”

You whined softly and buried your face in Stan’s shoulder, teeth grazing the skin there slightly as you parted your lips.

“Mm- y’feel r-really good, Stan,” you panted softly.

Stan shuddered at the sensation of your teeth grazing his skin, his hips moving faster as he loses himself in the feeling of being inside you. He chants your name like a prayer three times, his voice broken and desperate. “You’re so fucking perfect, baby.”

You gripped his back, nails digging into the skin and scratching. You’d never felt this good in your whole goddamn life. 

“Stan,” you breathed, teeth grazing Stan’s shoulder again as you refused to remove your head from right there.

Stan gasped at the sensation of your nails digging into his back. He buried his face further into the crook of your neck, his hips snapping forward as he continued to thrust into you. 

“Gonna cum soon, baby,” he panted softly. He knew he wouldn’t last like this, but he also couldn’t stop.

You whimpered softly. “Me too,” you whispered. Your cunt twitched right after, almost as a warning. A confirmation, maybe.

Stan’s thrusts became erratic as his own climax approached. He buried his face deeper into your neck, his hips stuttering as he fought to hold on.

“Dude, please,” he whined, his voice cracking. “I can’t hold back much longer.”

You squirmed slightly. You were moaning and panting, whining and gasping. You could feel Stan’s dick twitching inside of you, also as if as a warning.

“Please,” you whispered.

With a final, deep thrust, Stan buried himself all the way inside you. He cried out, his body shuddering as his orgasm overtook him. He moaned your name, cock pulsing as he came deep inside your tight heat.

And that triggered your own orgasm. You moaned loudly, whole body shaking and convulsing. You bit down on Stan’s shoulder, still whining – only muffled against the skin now.

Stan held you close as he felt your pussy clench and ripple around his sensitive cock, milking him for every last drop.

He moaned softly at the feeling of you biting his shoulder, his own hips still twitching with the aftershocks of his intense orgasm.

The bite almost seemed to elongate Stan’s orgasm as his cock twitched and pumped a few more spurts into your now well-loved pussy.

You whined softly as you felt Stan fill you up to the brim. You panted softly, eyes fluttering shut.

Stan gently stroked your hair as you both came down from your highs. His softening cock was still nestled inside the warm, slick heat of your pussy.

“That was amazing, baby,” Stan mumbled, pressing soft kisses to your neck and shoulder. “You did so well.”

You panted softly, gripping Stan’s shoulders tightly. You opened your eyes to look at Stan. Your heart swelled. You smiled softly.

“I’m glad it was you,” you managed to whisper.

Stan’s eyes softened as he gazed right back at you, his own heart fluttering in his chest. “Me too, baby,” He whispered. “Me too. I love you, man.” He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, his arms tightening around you protectively.

[kaeyas-beloved]

Saw the post w/ the prompt list and you said is open

If you don't mind, can you do 🥘 w/ Dazai from BSD?

(hope I did this right)

I don't mind at all Anon! (and no worries, you did it right <3)

CWs: gn!reader, petnames (dear), maybe a little ooc Dazai

Acts of service prompts: open!

[ 🥘 ] - having dinner ready for them when they arrive home

It wasn't rare for your boyfriend to greet you at the door the moment you get home, leaning in to place a kiss on your cheek. It was rare, however, for the man to greet you in the form of standing in front of you, hands folded behind his back. You stop midway on taking your shoes off, making sure to give him a glare that conveys your suspicion. "What did you do Osamu?"

"Im just greeting you, as always," comes his 'innocent' reply. His little smile that was meant to sell the idea that nothing out of the ordinary was going on did, in fact, not help his case at all. If anything, it just dug him further into whatever hole he's got himself into. You just hope there’s no actual holes involved.

For the next handful of seconds that passed you kept your gaze trained on him, analyzing all you could. There were no new injuries on his person (thank god), he didn't smell of river water or trash (thank god again) and, while he was smiling, it wasn't one that had sinister undertones. What the hell could it be then? "Don't lie to my face, what did you do?"

"I'm wounded dear. Do you really not trust me?"

"No." Yes, you actually think, but it's okay to tease him every now and then. Besides, you know that he knows you trust him with all that you are. "Either admit to your crimes dear or I'm walking out this door and having dinner with Yosano instead."

And he laughs - head thrown back and shoulders shaking as if you’ve said the funniest thing in the world. You didn't know what to expect from your empty threat, but it certainly wasn't to be blessed by the sounds of his merriment, "I was right, you are cute when you're mad." You’re truly dumbfounded but its admittedly difficult to suppress a smile of your own.

You goof, "is that what this is about? You wanted to see me mad?" you ask, resuming taking off your shoes and coat.

"No," he says, grabbing your hand the moment it’s unoccupied and encasing it in his, "I actually wanted to show you something." Oh god… spoke too soon.

Sighing, you nod in the direction of further into the house, letting him drag you to wherever it is this surprise is waiting. And a surprise it sure is.

How'd he know? When the hell did you ever say that this was your favourite? "I asked our friends if you're wondering." He really must’ve if he was able to lay out a dinner that’s exactly to your tastes. It appears freshly put out too, like he just finished pouring the last glass before you walked through the door.

You’re about to melt into a puddle of goo, embrace him and place kiss after kiss on his face when a devious idea entered your thoughts. Crossing your arms, you smirk and close your eyes, aiming for an expression between smug and smartass, “and you didn’t burn down the place? I’m shocked Osamu.”

Immediately a newfound weight bogs down your shoulder, your lover leaning himself on you, “I’m hurt! What makes you think I didn’t know how to do such a simple task like cook?” You don’t see it - you’re too busy trying to keep yourself from falling over - but he has the back of his hand pressed against his forehead, one eye closed and the other peeking towards you to catch your expression.

“Oh, I don’t know Osamu, maybe because when I first met you you smelled like a rotting corpse and when I first went to your house your dishes were staked in the sink.”

“I was going to do them later that day!” Having enough of being made fun of, Dazai reaches towards your unprotected sides, you unaware of the onslaught of torture you’re about to receive. “Besides, that didn’t stop you from loving me did it?”

“No, I suppose nOAAHHT!?” Twisting in his hold, you begin your perilous fight for air, but your lover is ruthless, not letting you go for a second. You end up bumping into the table and the chairs a few times, rattling the dishes on top. Ordinarily you’d be worried about them falling and breaking but right now you’re having too much fun with the silly man you fell in love with.

Then it happened. Looking down you find that your hand has landed right in the middle of one of the dishes. All playfulness stopped for a breath, both of you frozen as you just stood and stared… before bursting into fits of giggles, straightening up from the hunched over position you found yourselves in.

“How does this sound,” you pat at his arm, them still encircling your form, “you let me wash up and we can eat the no doubt yummy food you’ve made.”

“Fine by me,” he lets you step out of his hold, watching as you turn to leave only to stop a second after.

“Oh, and Osamu?” The man hums then makes a noise of surprise when you pull him closer, placing a kiss on his lips. Easily he kisses back, and as you pull away you drop your voice to a whisper, “thank you for making dinner, I had a rough day today, so this was really nice to come home to.”

Kissing him one last time you back up and turn to walk towards the bathroom again, leaving a smiling Osamu Dazai in the middle of the kitchen.

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[ramu-ego]

HII ITS ME AGAIN

so...

Bllk characters reacting to femdom reader in bed for the first time ever??

You can do any characters!! (Just add ness though bc im a ness lover 🤭)

IM NOT SURE IF YOU WILL DO THIS REQ but

Thank you sm and write well 💕

(nsfw) FIRST TIME :: xfemdom!Reader

apologies this has taken me a while I'm really bad at generalized headcanons. That being said I kinda included sfw/nsfw ideas and just a general overall idea of their first times/the kind of subs they end up being so I hope you enjoy ♡ - requests open cw: fem!Reader, dom!Reader, BDSM themes/scenes, sexual themes, unedited word count: sloppy headcanons character(s): Alexis Ness, Isagi Yoichi, Ikki Niko, Nagi Seishiro, Kenyu Yukimiya, Rin Itoshi

DNI :: minors, blank blogs + m!Reader blogs

CLOSETED PERV SUB :: unleash his hidden little kinks when you're in control

he's not saying no at the your forwardness in and out of the bedroom

in fact he's been trying to contain himself since the moment he found out your preference was to be in control

Ness plays it off as nonchalant sweetness when you purpose one idea after the other for things you could try in the bedroom

never telling you no to those ideas

he wants to try them all god pls have a kink list a mile long he's a glutton for it

spanking, bondage, pet play, watersports, temperature play, role playing, cock and ball torture, crossdressing, feminization, collaring - you name it he's thinking about it with you

literally the sky's the limit but you have to pry it out of him like a cute little game

utter unleashed slut the first time

cums too fast, begs for more, gets whiny and out of breath, pushes himself, pleads for you to overstimulate and use him

those obedient traits on the field magnified when his holes are stuffed

no he's not immune to the idea of being spit roasted by you and Kaiser (if you can tolerate the dick cheese man)

Ness is begging for more than your finger and fucking himself on your strap before the nights over

excellent sub, easily breakable and very obedient

OVERLY EXCITED SUB :: eager to top as he is to bottom!

how as he never thought of it before?! of course he wants to serve you!

honest to god Isagi forgets top/bottom, sub/dom dynamics but he's cute and eager cut him some slack

if it feels good for either of you (especially you) then he's all for it

good bit of healthy questions for a novice but count it as foreplay bc the more you explain what fun you could have - he's already painting the inside of his pants with cum

no nerves and a stupid amount of trust

literal labrador retriever in the bedroom he's nearly bouncing on the bed the first time

understands the intimacy of prep work though and finds himself surprised how he wants more

worries too much about your pleasure and does need to be reminded that you enjoy it just as much as he does

falls in love with getting pegged and face sitting - it's a draw which one he likes more

bondage isn't much of a thrill he's too handsy and needy

becomes a fan of mommy domming when he's in a bad mood but for the most part likes classic domme/sub scenes

has straight up raved about your bedroom fun to Bachi and then been totally dumbfounded you might have wanted that private

super trainable sub, power bottom at heart but he listens, care about your pleasure more than his always

SHY SUB :: he doesn't want you to know he's dying to be under you

mind games before you ever even get to the bedroom

doesn't want you to know how down bad he is for you but it shows real obviously

thinks he's a mystery but Niko is so easy to fluster and unravel like a schoolgirl with a crush

and offering to top him? turns him into an utter mess

not a dom bone in his body and it shows before the two of you ever make it to bed

whip things off his lip, squeeze his thighs, give his butt a good pat - turns him into an instant hot mess before you're even taking him to bed with you

nervous nervous nervous

take it slow and sensual his poor beating heart needs it or else he might die

cums like a cute little virgin and it shows ♡

body so sensitive that just sitting on top of him and grinding against him will send him over the moon

love love loves being face down so he can hide his blushing little face while you play with his ass

tease him and find out he's got a smidge of a humiliation kink to exploit along with the rest of his repressed little feelings

hidden voice kink you better uncover

shy with a dash of stubborn, over sensitive and a fun little toy to break

SUB FROM DAY ONE :: no beating around the bush he loves to be taken care of

you want something done right then you better do it yourself

do not expect anything but sub behavior from this man

it's a good thing he has a horse cock bc that's the only thing this lazy idiots got going for him

if you didn't bring up domming him then rest assured Nagi already figured you were the one in control pretty much from day one

relinquishes his body to you from day one so you might as well have your fill and fun with it

good sub if you love pillow princesses

unabashed to do and try everything...as long as you bring it up

starts off not seeing why you'd find any fun in wanting to peg him when you can't feel anything in the silicone/toy of your choice

eats his words reeeeaaaal fast when a little vibration is thrown into the mix for fun

wants you to fuck him nightly after the first time

loves loves loves a vibrating toy with a little extra on your clit so you can cum while he's getting fucked

secret breeding kink waiting to be unlocked in this one

lazy horny bottom from day one, takes it like a champ, needs a bit of reminding but catches on pretty quick

SELF CONCIOUS SUB :: fuck his overthinking thoughts right out of him!

he's worried about the way he'll look, the way he'll sound, what you'll think of him if he's riding you - solution? fuck the insecure out of him!

not opposed to bottoming (in fact half his search history is just that) but a little bit worried he can't fulfill your needs or wants

only solution is to show him what a good dom does with a self conscious sub

beside himself with all of it, pretty pretty boy done up all pretty for you to unwrap and play with

will deny how much he likes being the center of your attention but it shows

finds his weak spot is in edging almost too easy

can't think about too much when you're dying to come at the hands of your domme all the time

fucks a strap as good as he is handsome - even if he doesn't initially believe you

subbing gives him a big confidence boost when you lavish him in praise and worship his body

selfish subby boy but who can tell him no he deserves a dotting dom that pushes him to the limits

secretly greedy sub, pillow princess if you let him, a total cock slut by the end of it

CLINGY SUB :: tamable monster

needy, stubborn, defiant - all encased in the prettiest glass house you've ever seen with this man

if your willing to put in the work then you'll end of with a sub well worth the effort

initial mention of dynamics at all are a solid no but...give him about a day to think about what you said and suddenly Rin's not so sure he hasn't thought about being bottom before

spoiler he has thought about it, idiot just cannot convey words even if he held a dictionary in his hands

he's nervous but doesn't know how to tell you so be kind and slow to him, show him a good time with heaps of body worship and praise

Rin's hooked after the first time - turns into a clingy sub looking for praise and your attention all aspects of the day

if he ever finds out about mommy doms be prepared to indulge in that kink often

attentive and greedy for his own pleasure as much as your own

straddles the line of selfish and power bottom extremely well - blurring the lines even for a seasoned dom

more emotional labor goes into it than physical because that well toned striker body can twist and bend into only any position you want to fuck him stupid on a strap

dom/sub dynamics extend past the bedroom with this one so expect to take on a more forward role in the relationship too - one a little brother always a little brother

attention seeking monster, validate his feelings and you'll have an obedient cock hungry slut at your beck and call

[act-nat-ural]

Occupied

Chapter Three: Debriefing

(this is so unserious and im obviously bullshitting certain stuff but oh well it’s fun. Enjoy!)

chapter 2 \\\ chapter 4

The pair of eyes behind that skull bore into your eyes, never leaving for a second.

He has very pretty eyes. Lashes, too.

You nervously swallow, about to explain how you weren’t technically eavesdropping because you hadn’t intended to listen in- when your sweaty hands drop the container of bleach.

THUNK.

The sound echoes through the hallway. This is it. This is how you die. Glared at and humiliated to death by a masked man with pretty eyelashes.

The door in front of you creaks open, their captain sporting an inquiring look. Faster than you’ve ever moved before in your life, you pick up the jug and push it into his hands. You point directly at the man behind you.

“He needs stitches in his thigh.” Just like that, you scurry off to the bathroom to get over the embarrassment of being caught eavesdropping. If you had lingered for just a moment longer, however, you would have noticed the look that the man behind you gave you that screamed ‘snitch.’

——

“What on earth was that?” Kyle asks, head nodding to the girl who just ran off faster than Usain Bolt.

“Simon gave her a bit of a fright, I suppose.” Price chimes in, chuckling a bit and shaking his head. Simon just rolls his eyes and goes to steps around him, before Price catches him by the shoulder. “Don’t think I didn’t notice your little injury. Our little hostess ratted you out, as well. Sit.” He orders, guiding him to a chair at the dining table. Simon sits down reluctantly, side-eyeing Johnny as he does. The younger man just grins back at him.

“Take your pants off for us, Ghostie.”

“…What?”

Seeing Simon’s dumbfounded face, Johnny starts laughing so hard he winces and holds his side. “For the wound, ye idiot.” Oh. Of course, Simon knew that. Obviously. He sighs, before unbuckling his belt and shimmying his trousers down. He can feel the blood on his pants forcing them to stick to his thigh and grimaces at the thought. You’ve been through worse. Any other person would probably have been embarrassed at being pants-less in such a scenario, but he knew these men. He trusted them with his life. They trust you with theirs too, and look at what almost happened to Johnny.

Kyle does him the honor of handing over the stitches, knowing Simon prefers doing it himself. Steady hands, you know. He hears Johnny sulking beside him.

“How long do I have to lay on this god-forsaken table? I’m all stitched up, and my back is killing me.” He whines.

Kyle doesn’t feed into his complaints, stating “You can make when we’re sure you aren’t leaking like a bloody hose.”

“Haud yer wheesht.”

While Simon fixes himself up and the other two bicker like children, Price stares contemplating the door that you disappeared into. You looked seriously shaken up when he opened the door on you and Simon, like you were caught doing something you shouldn’t.

“Simon?” He gets a glance up in response. “What were you two doing in the hallway? Simon focuses his sights back on his thigh.

“She heard you talking. About what to do.” Ah, so that’s why you looked so guilty. Silly girl, this was your residence, not theirs. You could lurk wherever you pleased.

“Guess we should explain ourselves then. Alright boys, finish up in here. Time to do some debriefing.”

——

You stare loathing at the reflection in the mirror. Why did you run like that? You didn’t even do anything that bad, just lingered outside the door for a little longer than necessary. But there was something about his stare, how it looked straight into you. No one has ever looked at you so closely before.

You turn the faucet on, splashing your face with cold water. You sigh, dragging your hands down your face. I wonder what time it is. When you reach for your back pocket, you pause. You don’t have your phone. You groan at the realization that you are going to have to do a walk of shame to go get it.

Cmon, you can do this. You are just being a little anxious that’s all. Who cares that you’re alone with four insanely attractive strangers? Not you, that’s for sure.

Taking one last deep breath, you give yourself a once-over in the mirror. Deeming yourself presentable, you step outside the bathroom.

Only for them to not be in the dining room. Where the hell did they go? You take a few steps farther into the room, noting the prominent smell of chemicals. A quick glance down tells you that they were true to their word and did clean up after themselves.

Just how long were you in the bathroom? They probably think you were taking a stress shit.

Sighing for about the trillionth time tonight, you take off in search of these mystery military men. You are overdue for an explanation for all this.

——

It’s extremely evident that they plan on staying here, as seen in the way that they have taken over the living room. They all look up at your entrance and the captain gives you a nod. The injured one strewn across the couch gives you a wave over saying, “Aye, there you are lass. I was beginnin’ to think you fell in the toilet. Saved you a spot, special jus’ for you.” He wiggles his toes (he took his shoes off?) at the empty spot on the sofa. Your jaw drops in disgust.

Ew.

“Stop scaring her, you freak.” The one sitting next to him, in the hat, delivers a swift punch to his shoulder. While he squawks back at him, ‘Am not a freak! Just having a bit of wee fun!’ you sit down, as far away as possible. Their captain clears his throat and positions his body facing towards you.

“I’m sure you're feeling a bit overwhelmed, right love?” He asks gently. You nod, unsure when to chime in. “Do you know what sort of occupation your friend Adam Baker is in?”

“Yeah. The creepy fucker makes bombs.” You say nonchalantly. Now, you aren’t sure if you are necessarily supposed to know this, but you and Eliza don’t keep secrets from one another. Including government or nondisclosures.

You can see him bite back a smile and nod in confirmation. The loud one barks out a laugh, ‘I like her,’ and you swear you heard a chuckle come from the masked one.

“Yes, yes he does. For the military. Now, I’m sure you can already tell that we are special forces.” He pauses so you nod in confirmation. “Right. Well, we had a… little mishap last night. More serious than I would prefer but we make do. This brings me to how we knew of this location. Do you have family in the military?” You have to think for a second about it.

“My uncle served, but that’s it. Why?” Where is he headed with this?

“Well, there’s this clause that was put in place a bit of years ago now. To sum it up, if there were ever an accident and personnel needed temporary housing, like us right now, government employees who signed consent forms would allow them to stay in their homes. Seeing as the Bakers are good friends of mine, I gave him a ring before we headed here.”

Okay. A lot to process. The wheels are spinning in your head, making connection after connection. I wonder if this has to do with his sudden trip.

“You still with us?” You are snapped out of your thoughts by his gruff voice.

“Yeah. So… how long do you have to stay here?” It may sound rude, but it was a valid question. You were hoping they didn’t totally monopolize your vacation. He takes a minute or two, making eye contact with the others. Uh oh. This isn’t going to be good. He clears his throat again before responding.

“A few weeks. At the very least.”

Great. All that time and money down the drain. All you wanted was a relaxing vacation and this is what you get. A dangerous situation with strange men imposing on you. What a dream.

“…Why?” He looks at you startled.

“What do you mean?”

“Why a few weeks? Why can’t the military just pick you up now and you be on your way? I don’t mean to be rude, I just don’t understand.” You rush out the last part.

“Leaving isn’t safe.” A baritone voice pipes in. You realize it’s coming from the masked man. You also realize that was the first time you heard him speak. He has the sort of voice that fills the room and suffocates you.

You must be making a horrified face because the man in the hat, (Jesus you need to learn these people's names) slowly turns and gives him a look that says ‘Are you fucking crazy?’

“It’s alright, you’re asking the right questions. It’s just not safe for us right now. We had a mole in our last mission and we weren’t exactly sure who it was. Also, I’m sure you noticed we aren’t in the best of states right now.” You think back to the blood pooling all over the tiles. Yeah, you’ve noticed all right.

“So… just who are you?” He smiles at this question.

“I am Captain John Price. Over there is Lieutenant Simon Riley, Sergeant Kyle Garrick, and Sergeant John Mactavish.”

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[xx-alice-in-wonderland-xx]

Abby, Yara and Lev incorrect quilted cuz they are my children and I would die for them (with some other characters) xx

Abby: I really like Eminem.  Yara: I prefer skittles.  Abby: I’m talking about the rapper.  Lev: Why would you eat the wrapper?

Lev: There are three ways to handle a difficult situation. The right way, the wrong way, and the Abby way.  Yara: Isn't that the wrong way?  Lev: Yes, but it's faster.

Lev: It's locked. You got a lock pick?  Yara: Yeah-  Abby: *kicks in the door*

Abby: Okay, can we all stop saying stupid shit for a moment, please?!  Yara: Alright.  Lev: Hey, I-  Abby: SHUT UP!  Lev: I HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED MY SENTENCE!!  Yara: It was bound to be stupid.

Lev: I woke up and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!!! I AM ANGRY-  Abby: Awwww, you’re so adorable! Give me a hug~  Lev: Wh-What? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH-  Yara, recording: This is so cute.

*Squad is playing Among Us*  Yara: I believe Lev is innocent, I was with them the whole time. Abby, what were you doing?  Abby: Oh, I was just murdering… I mean, nothing!

Lev: Thanks for not telling Yara what happened.  Abby, dumbfounded: I wouldn’t even know where to begin trying to explain this.

Abby, to Yara: If Lev doesn't say "I'm King of the world" within an hour on that boat, I will give you my next pay check.  Lev, within 5 minutes of getting on the boat: I'M KING OF THE WORLD!!!

Lev: Have I ever told you that I love you with my whole heart?  Yara: For the love of all that is holy, I am not taking you to McDonalds. It’s 2am!  Lev: Mean.

Lev: Five little monkeys jumping on the bed. One fell off and…  Yara: Was diagnosed with mesothelioma.  Lev: Mamma called the doctor and the doctor said…  Abby: You might be entitled to financial compensation if he or a loved one dies.

Abby: WHO ATE MY BREAD?!  Abby: I'M GOING TO FUCKING K-  Lev: I did?  Abby: Kiss you and buy some more, you haven't been eating anything today Lev.  Abby: *walks away*  Lev:  Lev: She’s gone Owen.  Owen, coming out the closet with bread stuffed in his mouth: Thank you!

Lev: I have a plan.  Abby: I have the hospital and Mel on speed dial.

Lev, on the phone: Uh. . Hey, Mel, i uh, I’ve been stabbed.  ABBY: WHAT? WHERE ARE YOU?  Lev: Wait- You aren’t Mel. Sorry- I didn’t mean to call you-  Abby: NO, WHERE ARE YOU? IM COMING THERE. IM NOT GOING TO LEAVE YOU ALONE AFTER BEING STABBED.

Yara: I'm very disappointed in you, Lev.  Abby: C'mon, don't get mad at Lev!  Yara: Abby, stop telling Lev it's okay for them to punch you! They need to learn not to punch people!  Abby: But I'm not a person!  Lev: Which is why I punched her!

Abby: *walks into the kitchen, ignoring everyone*  Yara: Hey, Abby, how was your day?  Abby: *picks up an onion and bites into it, staring at Yara* Hell.  Lev, watching this unfold: *whispers* Who hurt you?

Abby: Where’s Lev?  Yara: Around.  Abby: Around?  Abby: You don’t have any idea, do you?  Lev, dropping down from above: Did you know there’s a space above the ceiling?

Abby: Hey, Lev. Why did the chicken cross the road?  Lev: To get to the other side?  Abby: You were supposed to say “I dunno, why?“  Lev: Uh... fine. I don’t know. Why did it cross the road?  Abby: To get to the idiot’s house.  Lev: ...Ok?  Yara: Hey, Lev. Knock knock.  Lev: No.  Yara: You were supposed to say “who’s there?”  Lev: Fine... let’s get this over with. Who’s there?  Yara: The chicken.  Lev: Abby: Yara: Lev:Listen here you little shits-

Yara: Yesterday, I overheard Lev saying “Are you sure this is a good idea?” and Abby replying “Trust me,” and I have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life.

Yara: Abby, just think about this! I’m your hottest friend.  Yara: No, that’s Owen… I’m your nicest friend.  Yara: No, thats Lev... I’m your friend!

Abby: I hate to to tell you this, but one of you was adopted.  Yara & Lev: Yara: Was it Lev?

*Lev is laying on the floor with their eyes closed*  Abby: Hey, are they sleeping or dead?  Yara, messing around: Hopefully dead, I hated them.  Abby, joining it: Yeah, me too.  Lev, sitting up: First of all, fuck you guys.

Lev: Abby, just think about this! I’m your hottest friend.  Lev: No, that’s Yara… I’m your nicest friend.  Lev: No, thats Owen... I’m your friend!

[ghostismybbygorl]

Raw ramen

Just a silly little story i thought of today

Gaz and soap sat in the kitchen writing out their last minute reports.

Soap got up with a small grunt and walked over to the pantry where he pulled out a pack of ramen staring at gaz with a michevious look

"Dont you fucking dare" gaz said staring at him

Soap open the packet of ramen slowly dramatically, taking the seasoning out. Gaz glared at him closing his laptop.

"I swear to God, John"

Soap ripped the seasoning packet open sprinkling it over the Ramen .

"Jonathan Scott "soap" MacTavish the second!" Gaz yelled

Soap let out a low giggle, breaking up the Ramen and shaking the packaging to fully season it

"please for the sake of the queen soap don't fucking do it"

Just then soap reached into the packet, grabbing a piece of the Raman, and started munching on it with a loud "omnomnomnom"

Gaz let out a loud groan

"how! That's so disgusting!"

Soap let out another maniacal giggle

"Aw come on mate it's not that bad" he shook the bag towards Gaz "have a taste"

Gaz shooed the bag away in disgust

"Hell no bro!"

Soap shrugged, grabbing another piece and munching on it

"I'm telling you it's good"

Suddenly ghost ventured into the kitchen, spotting the two sergeants

"Sergeants" he said, with a quick nod

He reached into the pantry, grabbing a packet of ramen, opening it

He then turned the kettle on to boil the water

"See now that's how you do it" gaz pointed at his Lieutenant

"Aye but it's the crunch that makes it so good.!" Soap, replied

The kettle went off and ghost turned it off. He took the seasoning packet out, opened it and poured it onto the counter. Soap and Gaz looked at him with utter confusion.

He then proceeded to pull out his credit card, and make lines out of the seasoning

"oh, no" soap whispered

Ghost, then pulled up his mask, took a bite out of the ramen, poured the boiling hot water in his mouth, started to chew, then snorted the seasoning. He then put everything down And walked out of the room.

Soap and gas stared at the mess that ghost left, then stared at each other, dumbfounded

"did he just?"

" aye he did."

Meanwhile, ghost walked up to price reaching his hand out

"I think you owe me, Captain"

Price let out a low chuckle and handed him 50 quid

"Didn't think you do it son" he laughed

"Trust me, I've had way worse done to me, then snort a pack of Ramen seasoning"

Price shook his head and walked away while ghost grabbed a tissue from his pocket and blew his nose, grumbling

"Im never fuckin doin that again"