#weird fuckin tea party

[citrine-elephant]

mornin babes, today we're thinking of chainsaws again because of this

leon surviving a chainsaw attack? yes please.

leon just barely having his jugular missed. his clavicle is cut "clean" through, pretty much hobbling his dominant shooting arm. (you know he'll still try)

bonus idea: chainsaw dude thinks leon is dead. he wishes, with as agonizing as it is, but he's playing dead. pretty convincingly, too, with as loud as he tends to whine. no, wait, he passed out...

cue some teasing... @ his allies watching helplessly. just too late...

"just need a little water, you'll be fine." "just need to eat something, get your strength back."

directly inspired by a video of a man laying on the ground with a seagull mask with bread dumped all over him. lmfao.

[beababoobies]

Hello!

Can I request a Hazbin Hotel with a reader whose head comes off sometimes and they are just casual about it? Like Eda from Owl House or Luci from Disenchantment. It doesn’t have to be a pairing fic with anyone specific, it can be just a reaction fic by the Hotel residents.

If you accept, thank you! If not, then ok.

THIS IS SUCH A SILLY LITTLE IDEA, ABSOLUTELY. “You dropped uh.. something” HAS ME GIGGLING. Thank you for this kekeke. Also I haven’t watched the owl house so sorry if I did this wrong. 

Head Less

You had been at the hotel for a while, going through the motions of a so called rehabilitation. You didn’t mind it too much, and the people there were funny. Everyone was a little different, but everyone was accepting. It was sweet, simple. You didn’t actually believe too strongly that you would one day actually reach angelic status, but screw it. Free place to stay.

The first person to see you drop your head was Alastor. You were looking around the hotel, walking around with no real goal. Sometimes when Charlie hadn’t fully planned the day, you’d just walk around. You were on your first round of the hallways, just for Alastor to appear behind you and scare the shit out of you when you turned around, creepy sharp-toothed smile straight up to your face.

You had jumped back, head falling and rolling down the hall, causing you to groan, cursing to yourself as your body walked over to you head, grabbing your head and holding it to your hip as you cursed out Alastor. He didn’t even seem bothered by this, just staring at you as you told him that if he snuck up on you like that again, well, you just might. 

But right after him was everyone else. You see, Alastor simply didn’t care enough to tell anyone. But because everyone else did care, you knew that dropping your head around one of them would be dropping it to everyone else. So you planned it out.

That’s where you were now - sitting and watching old footage of Charlie’s childhood, which she called a bonding excersize. Angel was making comments about how hot a younger Lucifer was, Vaggie awe-ing over her younger girlfriend, Pentious melting over tiny her, and Husk not giving a single fuck over at the bar. Nifty running around all of you with her pin, looking for bugs under the sofa.

That’s when you made your move, pretending to reach over for your cup of tea, only for your head to roll off and stop at Pentious’ feet. He screamed - so loudly everyone looked over, his high-pitch scream nearly deafening you. Charlie was the next to scream, clinging to Vaggie. Vaggie just stared at your head on the floor with wide eyes. Angel burst you laughing, winking at your head on the floor.

“Nice party trick, toots.” He said in the midst of his fit of giggles, watching Charlie try to calm herself down as your body went and picked up your head like usual, popping it back on your body as you tried to reassure you were fine while still laughing your ass - or should I say head back off, and she tried to laugh it off too, but it was pretty evident you may or may not have accidentally traumatized her. 

Husked and Nifty, having heard the screams but completely oblivious to what happened, looking around completely confused, only for Angel to explain, still out of breath from laughing, Pentious cautiously peeking over the couch. “That bitch’s head just popped off!” Angel exclaimed between laughs, keeled over on the couch as Husk raised his eyebrow.

“Is this some sort of weird fuckin’ joke?” He asked with a tired sigh, wiping down the counter. You shook your head, turning around and using your hands to pop your head off again, causing him to let out a low chuckle, shrugging. “I’ve seen crazier, but that’s not bad.” He shrugged off, throwing the towel over his shoulder.

Charlie’s face of eternal trauma and doom faded to a face of confusion but also wonder, coming up to you and doing a 360 around you and your head, tucked snug in your arm. Her eyes lit up, the smile on her face wider as she let out a small squeak.

“You’re freaking HEADLESS! That’s AWESOME!” 

[luvhotchner]

christmas party day 1 - snowman

summary: holiday soft launch with reid!

warnings/pairings: fem!BAU!reader x spencer reid, swearing, just fluffy cuteness!!

happy holidays everyone! haven’t posted in a millennium so consider this a christmas gift! also pretend that the snowmen are the same.

fic under the cut!

y/n.y/l/n

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y/n.y/l/n loving my life and this cute lil snowman tbh

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aaronhotchner05 so this is why you had to leave work 30 minutes early?

↳ y/n.y/l/n shhhh merry christmas 😇😇

bbygirlgarcia awww look at that little face!!!

bbygirlgarcia but also why the fuck didn’t you invite me.

↳ itgirl_emily because she was probably with her very secret man she won’t tell us anything about 🙄

↳ y/n.y/l/n precisely 😛

chocolatethunder i’m so happy for you and your supposed new man 🙂 (dump him and be with me)

↳ itgirl_emily bruh drop it already (don’t listen to morgan, y/n, be with me)

jjiscraycray henry said he wants to make one with you and uncle spencer!!

↳ y/n.y/l/n aww! i love that little munchkin ❤️

spencerwreid

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spencerwreid happy christmas from me and this guy!

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thedavidrossi you left 30 minutes early too, didn’t ya?

↳ spencerwreid oops…

y/n.y/l/n bruh i told u to post next week.

↳ chocolatethunder IM SORRY WHAT.

bbygirlgarcia WAIT WAIT WAIT WHAT???

bbygirlgarcia THATS THE SAME FUCKIN SNOWMAN!!!!!!!! OMGOMGOMG

itgirl_emily I FUCKING KNEW IT

itgirl_emily @jjiscraycray YOU OWE ME 20 BUCKS!!!

↳ jjiscraycray god fucking dammit.

↳ spencerwreid you were betting on us???

↳ jjiscraycray yeah well don’t rub it in my face thanks.

y/n.y/l/n

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y/n.y/l/n well since the cats out of the bag… 🎄

👤: spencerwreid

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itgirl_emily this is so aesthetic wtf

bbygirlgarcia AWWWW MY LITTLE GENIUSES!!

chocolatethunder still in shock you chose this guy over me

↳ spencerwreid rude

↳ chocolatethunder i’m just playing, pretty boy you know i love you 😘

↳ y/n.y/l/n hey, he’s mine back off

thedavidrossi so happy for you two!!

spencerwreid so glad i have you ❤️

↳ y/n.y/l/n and i’m glad i can finally show you off!!!!!! MY MAN 😛😛🩷🩷🩷🩷

↳ spencerwreid you’re so weird

↳ y/n.y/l/n yeah, but you love me 😁

↳ spencerwreid yes, i do

aaronhotchner05 cute but you guys aren’t leaving work early ever again, you know that right?

↳ y/n.y/l/n shhhhh we’re in love don’t ruin it 😁😁

taglist for reid!

@guacam011y @hotchhner @thawnexwells @minnimaffin @starkid024 @abandonlilly @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 @auggieblogs @alexisanxious @yaykeira @serpent-hearted @justyourusualash @lover-of-books-and-tea

dividers: @dollywons ❤️

[mrghostrat]

IM HOME

i survived 4hrs of spoonless socialisation and we’re all very relieved to be in bed, with a fat cup of tea and a half sketched crowley (puppy selfie below)

thank u sm everyone who sent me asks… i lost reception for most of the party but i saw a few before my phone borked so it was nice having replies to think about 😭💛

also the party was fine there were just so many people in such a small space and my mask kept slipping and im just glad to be home

I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS LATELY!! i wanna start wearing cologne but dont know what i want. but i keep coming back to soft bakery smells like sweet vanilla and bread and coconut. and if i didn't have a choice about it, i would probably also smell like dust and mouldy books because i just fuckin sit there all day thhfthpf

thank you angel <3 i have a sort of broad music taste but am also very picky?? but i think the easiest way to describe what i like is rock, electro, and all the alternative offshoots of those. i love a good repetitive thump and clap but i need layers to hold my interest.

i love weird voices (alt j, tv on the radio, cosmo sheldrake) and out of place instruments (menomena, fall out boy, glass animals) and OH, oh, i love falsetto singers (everything everything, mother mother, awolnation, hippo campus, the wombats)

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

Upcoming KiriBaku Fic: Sneak Peek👀

A sneak peek 👀 at a scene I'm working on as part of a *much* larger KiriBaku fic that I'm posting later this month:

“Shit, Izuku is blowing up my phone. He said they're all going to Mina’s to continue the party.”

Eijiro peers over his shoulder and lets out a low laugh. “It’s already 1 AM!? Jeez, based on the spelling in these messages, Midoriya is drunkkkk.”

Katsuki reads aloud one of the text messages with a smirk as the pair makes their way into the kitchen. Eijiro puts on a pot of tea.

“Kacchannnnn r u feelin btr? Com prty @ Mnaaaaa.” Katsuki reads aloud with a smirk.

“You know, it’s funny.” Eijiro muses, running a hand through his bright hair. “I always thought you and Izuku had, like, a thing going on between the two of you.”

Katsuki looks at him thoughtfully for a moment, as if making a quick decision. He chooses his next words carefully. “I think that there was a time in our first year of high school where maybe I…ugh…wanted there to be something with Izuku. But I was so twisted up and full of resentment and fear and hormones. I didn’t fully understand what I was feeling and it made me so angry. Izuku and I never had a chance – we’re just friends now. And that feels right.”

Eijiro nods, knowing the two as well as he does, this explanation makes complete sense. The kettle starts to ring and he pours them each a steaming cup of tea.

“My weird fucked up relationship with Izuku is actually what made me realize that I’m attracted to guys.” Katsuki says thoughtfully, accepting a cup of tea with callused fingers. “You know I started to get a crush on you around our third year at UA.”

Eijiro marvels at how chatty an orgasm makes his friend-turned-lover. He notes this for the future. The red headed Pro hero blows on his tea to cool it. He takes a snapshot of the scene in his minds eye for future dissection - they’re both stark naked in his tiny kitchen, discussing their intertwined fates. Katsuki’s bare ass is pressed up against the snack cupboard. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” Katsuki grabs a clean Red Riot logo glass off the counter and fills it with tap water before chugging it back. “I caught a glimpse of your ass in the locker room and my whole body felt like it was on fire.”

Eijiro splutters into his tea laughing. “Really!? It was my ass that caught your attention?”

“Yeah your towel slipped and there it was. A perfect fuckin’ peach.” Katsuki barks out a laugh as well. "And obviously the fact that you were my first real friend played a role, too."

Eijiro is touched by these words. He wishes he could articulate just how much the blonde’s friendship has always meant to him. He recalls the moment that marked his own shift in his feelings for Katsuki.

“I caught feelings for you wayyy back in our first year – remember how we saved you in Kamino Ward?” Eijiro takes a sip of his tea and sighs in contentment. “When you took my hand as we were flying through the air over All Might and those villain bastards…my heart just about exploded.”

“Huh.” Katsuki smirks. “How about that?”

They sip at their drinks for a while, enjoying each other's company in silence.

“So should we go meet up with all the rest of them?” Eijiro asks. “I’m exhausted but I’m kind of riding a weird adrenaline high from everything that’s happened tonight.”

“Same here.” He holds up a hand and Eijiro notices with a start that he’s shaking.

The sturdy hero closes the distance between them so he can grab Katsuki’s hand. He massages lightly at the wrist where he knows Katsuki aches from his quirk. After a moment of light touches, he brings the back of Katsuki’s hand to his lips for a quick kiss.

“If we go, we’ll probably end up crashing at Mina’s place when we come down from the high. Plus, it’s so late.” Eijiro continues to massage up Katsuki’s arm, reaching all the muscles that bear the brunt of Katsuki’s explosive quirk.

“I think, maybe…” Katsuki sighs as Eijiro works at his overused muscles with sure fingers. “We stay in. Go shower, do some deep breathing and try to wind down. Keep tonight just for us.”

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Woohoo!! A full story is coming very, very soon so hold on tight!

In the meantime, feel free to check out:

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[thisgardenofromance]

Hello I made a summary of the OHSHC manga chapter-by-chapter

Volume One:

Starting Today, You Are a Host

(December) The hosts set up Kanako Kazaguzaki's relationship at a Christmas party

(New Year's) Attack of the Lady Manager

(Extra!) The hosts spill tea on Honey's stuffed bunny

Volume Two:

(April) Beware the Physical Exam

The Twins Fight

The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type

Jungle Pool SOS

Volume Three:

(Summer) The host club goes to Nekozawa's private beach

The Sun, the Sea, and the Host Club part two

A Challenge from Lobelia Girls' Academy

(End of October) The twins try to convince Haruhi that she was cursed by the clock tower witch

(Early winter) A Day in the Life of the Fujioka Family

Volume Four:

A Day in the Life of the Fujioka Family part two

(Valentine's Day) Honey's Three Bitter Days

Alice in Wonderland special on crack

(Mid-spring) Covering the Famous Host Club

Volume Five:

Haruhi places 3rd in a test rather than 1st

(Summer break) The Refreshing Battle in Karuizawa

Operation Haruhi and Hikaru's First Date

Operation Haruhi and Hikaru's First Date part two

(Autumn) Big Brother is a Prince

Volume Six:

(October??) The club recieves threatening letters trying to get them to leave a school competition for the use of the central salon

The host club and football team prepare and compete

The host club wins the competition

(November) Haruhi meets everyone's families at the festival

The host club performs their part of the festival

The host club tries to recreate the vice principal's favorite unknown soup

Volume Seven:

(Spring... break?) Kyoya's Reluctant Day Out

Chika's Down With Honey Declaration

Chika's Down With Honey Declaration part two

Lobelia Girls' Academy Strikes Back

Volume Eight:

(August? September?) The test-of-courage tournament

And So Kyoya Met Him

Mori Has an Apprentice Candidate

Mori Has an Apprentice Candidate part two

Tamaki's Unwitting Depression

(Extra!) Kyoya's morning routine

Volume Nine:

The Door the Twins Opened

(April) Tamaki gets really attached to a royal exchange student, Princess Michelle of some tiny kingdom, because she looks like his mother which is very normal and not at all weird

The host club finds out that Princess Michelle is a fuckin liar and also has a lot of baggage

Tamaki gets really sick and agonizes over wanting to kiss Haruhi on the cheek

(Extra!) The host club replaces Haruhi's entire bathroom

Volume Ten:

An occult club member, Reiko, tries to "curse" Honey as a form of flirting

(Summer vacation) Mei, Misuzu's daughter, starts living with the Fujiokas

Mei tries to court the host club

The club tries to fix Mei's relationship with her father during a festival

The hosts + Mei go to the twins' house

(September) The host and football clubs suggest a sports festival and divide the school into two teams - the white team led by Kyoya and the red team technically led by Tamaki

Volume Eleven:

Team preparations

The sports festival starts with the red team losing very badly lol

The red team catches up and Kyoya breaks the tie by only one point

Mori gets harassed by a tanuki and Hikaru realizes his feelings for Haruhi

Hikaru and Kaoru have their first for-real fight, while Kyoya goes on the 2nd year class trip to France without Tamaki

Volume Twelve:

Kyoya starts looking for Tamaki's mother, Hikaru starts sleeping at Mori's house, and Kaoru realizes he doesn't love Haruhi as much as he loves Hikaru

Kaoru gives Hikaru his blessing and Hikaru dyes his hair to be different than his brother

Kyoya finds a lead, Tamaki decides he wants to work in the Suoh Group, and Haruhi finds out Tamaki didn't go to France

The most awkward interaction I've ever seen in my life between Tamaki and Haruhi at her house

Kyoya literally passes out in the street and gets found by Tamaki's mother

Volume Thirteen:

(Winter) Tamaki starts training with the Suoh Group and Haruhi realizes she "loves" Tamaki (please their relationship is ridiculously toxic in the manga and I hate it T - T bisco jumped through hoops to get them together after the foundation was set and it does not work well they both deserve so much better)

Haruhi skips school and gets found by Tamaki and his lawyer

Haruhi decides to become "Active Haruhi" and participates when the host club decides to track down Ouran's treasure from a map

The 1st years go on their class trip at a ski resort

Hikaru bullies the class president on the second day of the skiing trip and confesses to Haruhi

Volume Fourteen:

(New Year's) The Hitachiins hold a giant New Year's party

The host club + Mei go on an outing to a temple

Haruhi gets kidnapped for ransom

Kanoya, who gets called "Dream Haruhi", latches onto Tamaki hard

The host club cooks up a plan to Kanoya out of her shell and asserting her own opinions

Volume Fifteen:

The host club hosts the Ouran orienteering tournament

Ouran orienteering tournament part two

Tamaki finally accepts his feelings for Haruhi and throws a party for himself to celebrate

(January or February) The host club visits botanical gardens

(Late February) Mori challenges Honey to a duel

(Extra!) Reiko asks Honey out

Volume Sixteen:

Honey and Mori duel, Mori wins, and they graduate

Tamaki and Haruhi freak out separately about an accidental almost-kiss, Kaoru and Kyoya have a private conversation about Tamaki's shady lawyer, and Tamaki gets moved to the main Suoh mansion

Tamaki is actively and purposely isolated, and Kyoya researches Anne-Sophie's disease

Tamaki quits the host club, the hosts throw a shitfit, and the club gets officially shut down by Tamaki's father

(Extra!) Haruhi's parents' meet-cute

Volume Seventeen:

Haruhi skips school again and the lawyer harasses her, Haruhi regresses into her pre-host club self + outfit

The hosts have a meeting on the state of Tamaki's family and finally put together what's going on (the master plot if you will) just a little too late

Tamaki's father fires Tamaki's grandmother, which emotionally destroys Tamaki, so Kyoya runs to Yuzuru's office and nearly murders him

Tamaki comforts his grandmother and refuses to see his mother in Japan despite the fact that she is only staying for a few days

The host club kidnaps Tamaki and pulls a bunch of shenanigans so he can see his mother before the plane takes off

Volume Eighteen:

Haruhi and Tamaki confess to each other, the host club restarts, and Haruhi asks Tamaki on a date

Tamaki and Haruhi go on a date to the zoo

Haruhi decides to study in Boston, (late July) the host club celebrates a masquerade going-away party, and Tamaki reveals he's going to Boston as a college student

(Extra!) (November) Kyoya is made to make sure his brother's betrothed doesn't literally run away in Spain

[floosies]

Radio

early 2000s au

eddie munson x oc!fem

warnings: mentions of drugs, cursing, future smut, friends to lovers 18+

(a/n: im sorry this chapter took forever, i've been going back and forth on alot of the details but i hope that it isnt too bad)

series masterlist

December, 2011

London was colder than Hawkins when winter came about but Frenchie settled into it. It took time for her to come around to all the changes. How she'd ran into him for a moment but he didnt even recognize her now and how ridiculous she'd felt afterwards for crying about it. She knew it was wrong to go and love bomb her boyfriend in the aftermath, but she needed to reassure herself that it was him now and not Eddie.

That bad moment had come and gone, she spent October and November in and out photoshoots and concerts with Alexa who had been her rock through the changes in life. Fame had a weird way of being, the highs were high and the lows were fuckin ocean deep. Her relationship was on the rocks, though she wanted things to work out, her work and social life was more important to her.

Being with him made her think of the past, but he didn't want to give up on them. It was a weird place to be in, but through liquor and lines it all felt totally possible.

Eddie's mind never once thought back on a party and why would it? He was in his element, the band on its second album with a huge tour around the U.S there were constantly an array of changing faces. Though he wouldn't deny that none of the girls he would get with after a show held any deep feelings to him. There was a sense of never letting himself get that close again, or at least for the time being. Why would he anyways? There were projects and money to be made everywhere around him. From music awards to tv show appearances and online interviews, the band was busy.

Did he still think of Julie? Only if he opened up the old lyric notebook with the picture of them on the first page. On the difficult nights where he'd drank too much and started to think too deeply on what could have been if she hadn't been taken away from him he would cry over their picture. He swore if he ever saw her again he would take it as the miracle it would be and never let it happen again, that regardless of it all he wouldn't let her leave again. But in his mind he knew it was probably a dream, a very unlikely dream.

-

Though, the universe has a weird way of being. Corroded Coffin's last stop before home for the holidays was the UK, they had some interviews lined up in early December as promos for their latest single off the new album which was to be released after the new year. Frenchie having more of an online personality as well as a love for rock music was offered the interview gig by the radio station's social media coordinator.

However, she wasn't informed until a week or so before that she would be interviewing them. She had taken the gig back in late May with only the knowledge that it would be whatever band had music coming out in the early new year. Safe to say it could have been any rock subgenre or band, but just her luck it happened to be her old friends.

A couple of days before the interview was set to be held, she found herself moping around Alexa's flat. Her head laying off the side of her friend's bed, "I mean what if they're angry when they realize it's me?" Alexa glanced at her from the window sill before blowing out the smoke from her cig into the open air, "why would they be angry? You said they were super close to ya." Frenchie sighed, "I just never got the chance to give anyone, any sort of closure." Her friend nodded, "still men aren't as complex as us, I doubt they'll feel that way." In a cynical way it made her chuckle, maybe she had a valid point.

-

The day of the interview she was a bundle of jittery nerves and despite her cup of tea or her constant breathing exercises, she was beyond afraid. To everyone on her team, they assumed it was because she had mentioned she was a big fan of theirs. Due this assumption, they implored she met them before the shoot began. Apparently it wasn't all of the band that had come, it was only Jeff and Eddie, of course it would be the founders, always busy with the business side of things.

Softly she knocked on the door of their green room, it was opened by someone on their team, but they recognized her and let her in. Immediately she saw them getting their hair and make up done. With every nerve in her body on super speed she spoke, "hey guys! Nice to meet you. I'm Frenchie, I'll be interviewing you today."

Eddie knew that voice, recognized it like the back of his hand. His head whipped up to look at her, it was her. She was blonde now, but it was her. Jeff reacted before he could, "no fucking way!" With that he ran up to hug her. No one around them understanding what was happening. His body and his mind were not in union but some how, some way, he ended up holding her too.

It had been far too long, yet here she was, slightly different, but holding him for dear life. They both could hear Jeff explaining what was happening to everyone in their green room, but Eddie and Julie were in their own world. Holding onto each other as if trying to make up for the last couple of years. She had to be the rational one, she whispered to him, "we're both on a time crunch love. I wanna get you home in time for the holidays." He nodded into the embrace, "You're really here. I can't let you leave like the last time." She held him tighter, "I'll get your number before the end of today. I promise you won't lose me again." Her voice as soft as he remembered it the last time he spoke to her.

-

If the fans were truly as dedicated as they claimed to be, they would surely notice the way Eddie was starring at Frenchie throughout the interview. His gaze focused in on her with a sense of affection or flirtation, in his replies to her questions as well. Jeff looked just as happy, maybe not as intrigued but both boys were playful with her.

If her fans were the same, they would think she was probably flirting with him beforehand. However, both of them were known for their charisma so maybe they could play it off. Especially knowing Eddie was currently a taken man. She knew better, and she was happy for him. However, when she mentioned it in the interview Eddie's joy was suddenly somber, because of course he was being reminded that despite having her again, there was someone else in the picture.

-

True to her word however, like they had the first time around, she got his new number. They'd spent the whole night on facetime talking about their recent projects but Eddie needed to see her one last time before he want back to Hawkins. Thankfully she had nothing planned the following day and his flight wasn't until late the following evening. She wasn't sure what was going to come out of this meet up.

Unbeknownst to her, Eddie had spent the rest of the night looking through her social media accounts and searching up her name. Of course he watched her interviews, googled all the photos of her at Paris fashion week, and read the articles about the guys she was allegedly linked up to. One of them was a guy from a band under the same label as him. Had she been near him this whole time and he hadn't noticed? Fuck. Then he saw the tmz photos of her with some actor, these were more recent.

-

She spent most of the early morning cleaning her place up as her mind raced with what conversations would be had between the two of them. Everything was fairly new to her, she'd only moved to Mayfair some months back, would he think she sold out? Did it matter? With the sound of the doorbell sounding off the walls of her flat, she was pulled back to the reality of the moment.

Once opening the front door, there he stood, a shy smile on his face like the one he'd given her the first time they met up by the bleachers all those years ago in high school. She moved to the side, letting him into her place. He noted the scent of vanilla all over the house and the framed pictures of her and her new found famous friends.

"This is some place you got," he joked as he kept looking around. Behind him, she was smiling, "I only moved here a couple of months back. I was living in east London for a while, it's not as bad as I was told it would be, but some friends of mine said it'd be best to move to green pastures sort of speak." Eddie couldn't take his eyes off her, it was his girl, but she was so different. "It's not such a bad thing, I'm not that different, promise." His eyes widened, "shit did I say that out loud?" She giggled, her laugh making his heart ache.

She offered him something to drink, while she went into the kitchen he kept looking around at her photos, all the magazine covers and articles she'd been featured in. Then he noticed the photo of her with him, he hadn't realized how long he was staring til she said something. "We broke up not that long ago, it was after your label's album party." Eddie looked a bit confused, "you were there?" She nodded, her hands holding their drinks, he took his from her grasp and followed her to her living room.

As soon as they sat down she started explaining where'd she gone and how she'd ended up in London in the first place. What broke Eddie's heart was finding out she knew when he'd left, and that neither of them could have done anything to try and find each other. His hands fell into his head as she spoke about it, "I should have left your friend with my manager's number-" "Eddie no you had your dreams-" "and you were part of them!" She didn't know what to say to that, part of her wasn't expecting for him to care about her after all this time. "Of course I care about you. Julie you were the only reason I even kept going." She hadn't realized she'd thought out loud either, "I just mean you have everything now Eds, I see you and the guys causing mayhem everywhere and your new girlfriend, and I'm happy for you. Really I am, and it's why I just thought we'd say our peace and move forward-"

His head was spinning, "is that what you want? You want me out of your life?" Her eyes widened, "that's not what I meant at all! Eddie you just have-" "I don't have shit Jules, the whole first album is about you, I can't stand being sober half the time, and as for my girlfriend she's just there-" "Eddie don't say that, you know you love her." He shook his head, his hands clasping onto hers, "I love you and I don't want to lose you again." This wasn't how she wanted it to happen, "no. You're not going to hurt her because of me. Eddie i'm here for you always as a friend, but I won't let you ruin the good things in your life." By this point they were both on the verge of tears. Here he was begging like a child for something he knew he had elsewhere, but he only wanted it from her.

All he could was hold her, and its what they did for the rest of the time they had left before he had to be back home. When he left it felt like a part of him had both been placed back into his heart but not at all correctly. It wasn't any better on her end, Frenchie kept thinking on all things she could have said or done, but she was never the girl who would be a homewrecker, especially now with both their names in the limelight. She loved him, and he loved her, but fate again wasn't on their side.

[autobot-ratchet]

earthspark season three episode seven+eight!

alright, so Izzy's a quintesson, the quintessons want to get rid of the Maltos, the dome's still up, our titan friend is still frozen and Starscream's still trapped inside her, the decepticons fucked off in Prowl's ship, and we've got a key that restores sparks. let's see where all that gets us

oh so we ARE gonna use the key to restore our titan friend, nice

oh that's less nice

eyyy Cosmos is back, I saw his big ass in that crowd shot, nice to see you buddy

"tell us, why should we trust you?" talk your shit Elita lmAO truly this judge could not be more obviously lying, possibly the least slick individual

are the quintessons about to just fuckin kill the titan and Starscream with her

oh no they're gonna free them, understood

ghdfjskla Megatron and Cosmos are cute

gfdsjk I'm so glad Cosmos is here, offset all this tension, hon

for real like I get you're sad about Izzy but maybe don't carry a pocketful of dead fish about it, just stick with the photos lmAO

wait we're reviving Spitfire and Aftermath??? I fully thought their asses were gone forever lmAO honestly I'm down for that, y'all already know I always felt weird about how they were handled, let's give them one more chance

fgdsjkdfsajk Starscream was just up here having a tea party with the corpses of the children he murdered..... bro is not okay

straight up Starscream doing his sniveling thing gave me vivid flashbacks to tfp lmAO especially since he's got the same voice, wow

go kids go, fuck these fish up

oh shit she's got the gatling, NICE

FUCK EM UP MO

or not lmAO

oh shit that's the executioner we met before, I was wondering why he kept calling out Mo specifically, it's cause she ripped his arm off lmAO

oh shit bye Prowl

hang in there Cosmos

eyyyyy it worked, the chaos terrans are back

it's straight up wild to see Prowl hugging Megatron lmAO

"why should we believe anything you say?" "how about because we just brought you back to life????" LITERALLY LMAO LIKE NOT ONLY COULD WE HAVE VERY EASILY LEFT YOU DEAD, WE ALSO PUT A LOT OF EFFORT INTO BRINGING YOU BACK, PROWL ALMOST DIED, BE FUCKING NICE TO US

gdfjsk the executioners love metal, hell yeah 🤘

oH SHIT WHAT DID THE JUDGE JUST HIT THAT GUY WITH??? that looked like unspace, but we haven't even hinted at the concept of that in this show yet

oh fuck is Twitch dying

oughjdf something about Wheeljack and Megatron being the ones to carry Twitch away..... those are her guys........

gfdjks the chaos terrans are having a great time, they get to fuck shit up as much as they want

YEAAHHH REVIVE THE TITAN

oh??? oh shit the licks???? *air guitars wildly*

gfdsjkl she just shoots them out her nose

DAAAAAMMMMMNNNN, SHE WIPED THEM OUT

hell yeah, this rules, GET THEIR ASSES

yesssss I've been waiting for different sync combinations let's go

"Well, if you like me so much, why don't you try and date me?" HAH fucken get em

oH SHIT HE BLOCKED IT

hell yeah, I was kinda hoping to more of a weird fusion like with Aftermath and Jawbreaker but cool holo-armor works too

OOOHHHH SHIT GET SLICED IDIOT

hjdsgkfal "SEE YA AROUND DORKS"

eeeyyy and Twitch is back

so the decepticons just fully dipped, I was thinking we might get a glimpse of cybertron during the final fight but alas. also rip Starscream enjoyers, I was waiting for him to pull something but he was just not at all relevant this whole season and then fully made into a joke at the last second and then the show ended, damn

ALRIGHT so final thoughts. Season one is still the best lmAO but I don't think two and three are nearly as bad as I've seen people say. They were definitely rushed and the themes season one took the time to set up absolutely got tossed aside for the sake of more jokes and action scenes, but I still had fun watching it and nothing made me so upset I couldn't keep watching. I never even felt like I had to trudge through the show just to finish it, I straight up had fun the whole time

Maybe it's just because I'm an artist and a writer so I know how hard it is to A. do that shit at all and B. do that shit on a deadline for a boss that doesn't understand/respect what you do, but I always find it hard to judge the writers of a show, especially an animated show, for its plot's shortcomings (unless they're like really public about it and it's clear whose fault it is lmAO).

I have absolutely no proof of this whatsoever, this is fully a hunch but. I'm willing to bet what happened between seasons one and two is the writing team got reprimanded for putting "too much woke shit" in the show. Like, I paid attention and in seasons two and three, there were no mentions of Nightshade's gender or use of their pronouns, no mention of Dorothy's prosthetic leg even casually, no little bits of black culture like Robby and Mo's bonnets they wear to bed, a lot less of Alex's culture too, and of course, most obviously, no more delving into the themes of discrimination, both with autobots/decepticons and humans/mechs. and I'm gonna be real, I am much more willing to blame some nickelodeon or hasbro executive being too scared/unwilling to put "the woke" in the cartoon for children than I am to blame the writers for "suddenly becoming bad," I absolutely think they were forced to dumb things down and that's why seasons two and three are so much shorter, so much more rushed, and a lot more "generic kid's action show"

also the fact that I watched this after it was all released instead of while it was coming out might have softened the blow for me. That and having seen people talk about the show getting bad and therefore lowkey being prepared for the possibility lmAO I'm actually surprised people weren't making shit up, my experience with mtmte as it was coming out and people actually very much making shit up and getting incredibly aggressive about it has colored my perception of this and all fandoms and now I just assume y'all are wrong by default lmfAO but fiiiiiiiine y'all had a point this time I guess. I will stand by my statement that I don't think the show ever got worse though, I just think it never got any better, which does sting quite a bit because it would've been so easy for it to get better, it was on the right track and clearly had a plan, it just got derailed and I fully believe it was because of corporate meddling.

all in all though, I liked the show. I do mourn for its potential but I'm grateful for what we did get and I don't think it's fair to trash all that just because it wasn't as good as it could've been.

I was a little afraid that some of our main kid characters would get on my nerves but nah, I'm cool with all of them, and I even genuinely love Nightshade. As a non-binary bitch myself, I don't get a lot of characters in my media that use the same pronouns as me so when one shows up and I like them but I just don't click with them it always feels bad lmAO like that one was was made specifically for me and they simply did not hit... but Nightshade hit, I'm so fond of them.

also confession time, Nightshade might hit a little harder for me personally bc when I was a kid, I was big into the sonic the hedgehog fandom and had a hedgehog-sona named Nightshayde and let me fucking tell you, I have had to physically stop myself from typing the y EVERY single time lmfAO truly Nightshade hits me at my core

[rhymingtree]

I'm so sorry it's taken me more than a month to get to this gem... the executive dysfunction always gets the better of me.

But I've been excited about Origins since you first hinted it (which was more than a year ago I think) and I'm so fucking happy the first chapter is here.

A very very late happy birthday to BS:A. Thanks for all the joy and the fuck ton of pain you brought me and this lil community of darke's feral followers. To many more chapters to come, and to much more tears for me to shed! *lil sip of tea as celebration* 🎉🎉

Ooh a party, how fun.

But, even then, even through all the distractions, his eyes were on one man.

Ooh shit. Badass way for Danny to make his entrance.

He's already the hottest person there.

The woman’s unblinking stare passed right over him; the shadows surrounding him gently cradling him in their depths.

If I were her no shadows could hide a specimen like that. I'd spot him like he was a glowing neon sign. He is too beautiful to miss.

I'm really only reading this to look at him tbh /j

“Hola, hermosa,” he crooned with a smile, his teeth flashing in the darkness as he gestured toward her with his drink, “May I?”

AAAAAAAAAAH

THE FUCKIN SQUEAL I LET OUT

JESUS CHRIST

SPANISH. ALREADY.

good lord i cant.

I'm too single for this.

OH AND THE VILLAIN

Casimiro Dragovic.

Mmmhmmm very menacing name I like it.

He had blond hair, slicked back just enough to show off his sharp face as he swirled a drink in one hand and leaned heavily on a cane with the other. The top of the cane glinted in the light, the neon flashed against the wings of a silver dragon roosting upon a globe—its claws piercing into the Earth and fracturing it.

I looove how you describe and introduce characters, Darke.

If I could draw I'd have made fanart of every one of 'em.

“Gonzalez. Daniel Gonzalez.”

Ugh... so weird to see a dead man walking pull rizz.

Still hot tho.

“¿Quieres bailar?” “What?” “Wanna dance?” “Hell, yeah.” “Stay on point, Nighthawk. We don’t have time for this.”

oh my god

he's a slut

i love him

— His fingers slipped as he held out his hand to her. The wind whipped through his hair, the night’s rain ripping into him like daggers as he nearly lost his grip. — — And the girl reached for him, her fingers brushing against his. —

sorry what

nononono

darke I came here for a fun time don't be pulling that shit on me

FUN TIME. WE ARE DANCING. TONIGHT IS NOT THE NIGHT TO DWELL ON THE PAST... or the future

oh never mind no dancing we're after fancy dragon man

oh shit i'm so sorry

now that i'm also watching game of thrones i'm just imagining dragovic as a targaryen

Don't look them up if you don't know what I'm talking about, keep the sliver of sanity you've got left.

TURNER MY DARLING

LOOK AT YOOOUUU I MISS YOU

I can't wait for them to dance... 🙂

He's beautiful when he's killing people.

“Very inconspicuous.” “I told you to watch,” Danny hummed, checking over his shoulder as he walked down the hall, “Not to judge.” “Yeah, that was before you started acting like a douche.” “Vete a la mierda.”

i missed their banter so much.

I am also doing my very best trying to block out Pedro Pascal's voice whenever Danny talks... but it's not working.

Perhaps plan 'a' should be plan 'b' and plan 'b' should be… Eh. He’d burn that bridge when he got to it.

Wow. He and Ghost really were made for each other.

— The girl winced out of the way, closing her eyes as bullets glanced off the truck. — — “Give me your hand!” he yelled over the wind, “I’ve got you, I promise!” —

See, I should be happy about getting more lore. But the lore seems sad. So I choose to ignore the lore. I don't want to cry tonight.

I came here for the funsies and for the pretty men. And the badass women the pretty men love, or will love. I will sweep everything else aside.

Also the kinda alluring villain who is definitely fucking with my morals right now.

He could finally move on.

FROM WHAT

YOU KNOW WHAT. I'LL TAKE THE FUCKING LORE. I AM INTRIGUED. ALSO SCARED SHITLESS

Goddamn you Darke, I came here for one thing and one thing only, you got me accepting a whole new other thing.

Dragovic had no reservations about firing into a crowd of innocent people but Danny? He had minor issues with it.

I'm sorry... minor?

😐

HOLY SHIT

WOMAN WITH MUSCLES

UM

*cue the switching sides sound from tiktok*

“How’s it going?” he asked, ignoring Turner completely, “It’s been a while, culturista.” Daeva scoffed, cracking her knuckles as she nodded to the men flanking her, “Not long enough.” “Ouch.” Danny pouted, pressing a palm to his heart, “Lástimas mi corazón.” You hurt my heart. “If you were a real man, you wouldn’t have one.”

see now that's how you flirt

I'm so glad this isn't actually playing out on screen because I wouldn't know where to look

muscles... dear jesus... I'm gonna faint

Five to one…not the best odds but certainly not the worst he’d ever had.

look at him... so optimistic

yeah that's not gonna get him very far in the future...

Stay low. Stay fast. And take out the others.

That sounds familiar...

I'm trying to figure out what Daeva is saying but Google is not giving me anything

Danny sighed, shaking his head before he paused as the beat thudding through the building changed into one he recognized.

Oh god

here it comes

the moment that will live in my head for the rest of my life

“Samba!” “No!” “Trust me!” “Absolutely not!”

HAHAHAHAAAA

I AM SO HAPPY

Oh poor turner...

It's okay, he'll look back at this fondly someday soon...

“Go with the flow, my friend,” Danny crooned, spinning him again before using him as leverage to kick one of the guards away from them. He turned again, whirling Turner around just enough that he could throw a punch at another one of the guards before Danny pulled him back into the dance. Turner opened his mouth to protest again before he was spun once more and dipped nearly to the floor. Danny held fast to him, a smirk on his face, “Tienes ojos hermosos.”

DARKE. THANK YOU.

I love how so many bad things that happen to Alpha One (and Two) come at them from a black or white SUV... at this point they are omens.

“Are you aiming for their tires or their heads?” he asked, glaring back at him as Danny scrambled over the backseats and clambered into the passenger seat. “Both.” “Aim better,” Turner said through gritted teeth as he cranked the wheel to the side, “You’re a horrible shot.”

Firstly, no he isn't

Secondly, I know just the woman you need...

Turner and Danny are hilarious I love them

Nothing bad could ever possibly happen to these two... absolutely never

I'm trying to read this without thinking about ✨the inevitable future✨ but it is so so hard and im just making myself sad...

this is what they were before everything now... ☹

You told me I wouldn't cry, that these were at most emotionally neutral

well I like to make things hard for me so I made myself cry. I'm talented like that

“You’re a better shot when you’re pissed off.”

Sounds familiar. Again.

He blinked, raising a brow as he rolled his head to look at Turner, “¿Qué?”

I imagine he is very cute when he is confused.

 “We’re never going to talk about this again.” He blinked, raising a brow as he rolled his head to look at Turner, “¿Qué?” He didn’t answer, seeming to ignore Danny as he stared into the road. Now…What was he talking about? What would get him so worked up, he didn’t even wanna talk about…Oh… Oh… “Ah.” A wicked grin curled to his lips, “That’s fine with me. I don’t need your terrible dancing to tarnish my reputation.”

Little did they know... they will talk about it... someday. Also in a life or death situation too...

I'm making myself sad again wtf is wrong with me today

Lead punched holes through the already destroyed Land Rover, making disconnected constellations that flickering lights glimmered through like dying stars.

Darke, you're amazing at making a brush with death sound so beautiful

Oh... Cargo.

I think you mentioned that Origins was gonna be a lot darker than usual... I'm so ready for it.

— “Jump!” — — “No! I can’t leave them!” — — “We don’t have time, princesa!” — — “Please! Help me save them.” —

Oooh I'm so intrigued... who is she...

Veles... Slavic pagan gods, huh? God of earth, underworld, and cattle? Interesting...

 “Weston’s gonna be pissed.”

yay Weston! I'm going to see him again

Ah shit, here come the tears again...

“Hey, amigo,” Danny growled, startling the man but also catching his attention as they prowled toward him. The man jumped, his eyes wide as he turned to make a run for it. Danny scoffed, rolling his eyes and grabbing Turner’s pistol from its holster. He turned it on the man in an instant and fired without thinking. A yelp tore through the night as the man fell to the ground. “Great. You killed him.” Turner deadpanned with a long, heaving sigh as he trudged after Danny. He sent him a wayward glance before a low groan came from the man’s direction and he straightened with a hum, “Nevermind. He’s fine.”

They are literally the best

Rereading the flashbacks in the main story is gonna hurt so fuckin much after this...

Most of his and Commander Weston’s operations had at least some semblance of entertainment to them. Bringing corrupt politicians to light, helping aid in revolutions, assassinating criminals no one else wanted to touch. It was fun.

I'm loving how much more we're learning about Danny now that this is fully in his perspective and he isn't really playing as a team member. It's so weird to see how he treats the work he's doing (with Aftermath, but he's the one mostly on the field doing it).

Also you've managed to make a villain that scares me more than Dreykov. That's a hell of a feat.

I really hope you didn't throw yourself into a deep end researching for Dragon guy... thisis some really depressing shit.

“Weston’s still stateside,” Turner muttered, pulling a suture kit from his bag, “Training mission.”

Oh... training who?

Ohhhh the rookie?

Everything's coming together....

AH! THE SECOND PERSON POV.

Ghost being a badass already... ah, I love her

Danny's gonna get so mad when he meets her, look at her being a better shot already.

That cigar smoke... god I missed it

“Pack light,” he muttered with a puff of smoke, “Essentials only.”

Oh Danny's gonna be PISSED I CAN'T WAIT

You blinked, your gaze snapping to him in an instant as a small smile curled to your lips, “Sir?”

Young, naive, optimistic Ghost with those bright eyes and that somewhat innocent/murderous smile...

You were ready.

Let's face it... she isn't. Not for anything that's about to happen.

DAAAARKE

DARKE

This was epiiiic! I loved it so much! I read it all in one sitting, it was so fucking good.

You never fail to amaze me, Darke. I knew this was gonna be phenomenal because I've been waiting for it forever, but... really, I wasn't expecting to be this hooked.

Take your time to polish and shine this new baby, because it's gonna be a masterpiece. Origins is already so so so good, and I know you've got so much more in store for these lil baby Alpha Ones.

Before Tony Stark was Iron Man. Before Captain America thawed. Before Thor crash landed on Earth. Before the Avengers. Before (F/N) became the Anonymous Avengers...before she was Ghost, an elite group of operatives were brought together to rip terrorists from the shadows, to bring corruption to light, to lead revolutions and provide aid to those who needed it most, to create beautiful, ruthless, organized chaos.

It was Daniel Gonzalez's chaos to control, his to wield among his comrades. It was his manipulation of mayhem that would shape his world. It was his hold on havoc that would lead him on his path.

But amidst the chaos and mayhem and havoc, other forces were rising.

And they were forces that he couldn't fight on his own.

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Yes! Hi! Hello!

If you don't know me, my name's Darke 🖤

Welcome to..... [pause for dramatic effect]

Battle Scarred: Origins

The long awaited Origin story to Aftermath's Alpha One team. 

If you have no idea what I'm talking about, that's totally okay! Battle Scarred: Aftermath is my main series in which these characters stem from. You can totally go ahead and check it out, or you can read this. Unlike all my other works, reading Aftermath first isn't a requirement [though it's preferred 🖤]

To everyone else who's read all my other lovely lil stories....Hi again!

The first chapter of Origins is being released today to mark BS: Aftermath's 7th birthday! Though I don't know how often I'll be able to update it, I'll try my best to get this story moving and grooving!

Thank you everyone for all of your support for the past 7 years I've been writing! Here's to 7 more!

Enjoy 🖤

☞ Darke 

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CHAPTER 01: THE TIME WE DANCED IN RIO

To all my live reactors,

Please, please, please, hide your reactions under a Read More cut. I don’t want any spoilers floating around. 

&

To all my Anonymous Avengers, 

If you want to react in my asks, feel free. However, I won’t be answering any of them until at least Wednesday if they contain spoilers. 

Thank you,

Darke

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A scoff puffed through his nose as a sneered smile curled to his lips and he tossed his now empty beer bottle to himself, catching it by the neck. The instant Danny passed them, he turned on his heel and cracked the bottle against the railing. Shards of glass sprinkled to the floor but left a row of sharp teeth around the heel.

The bouncers weren’t quick enough to react as he turned on them; stabbing one of the men in the gut before latching onto his neck and using him as leverage to swing a kick at the other man.

His fingers clawed at the man’s hair, tangling in it before he launched the man’s head toward the railing. A grunt escaped Danny’s lips as he swung the man’s head against the metal rail once…twice…three times—just for luck—before he released him and the man crumpled to the floor.

Danny straightened himself, smoothing back his hair and sucking in a breath before turning away from the bouncers and down the hall that Dragovic has disappeared into.

“Very inconspicuous.”

“I told you to watch,” Danny hummed, checking over his shoulder as he walked down the hall, “Not to judge.”

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***if you have a strike through your handle, it wouldn’t let me tag you 😞

[strawhatsweets]

Helloooooooooooo I got so excited to see you rb that smut prompt list. Could I request #38 with Shiggy? It just screams fwb to lovers and damn if that ain’t just ✨my cup of tea✨

Too shy to ask off anon but can confirm I am over 18 😊

Thank you sm either way!

I love uuuu

38. "We passed “just friends” about 20 fucks ago”

good old Shiggy + Fem bodied reader

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

Come to my smut prompt game!!!

CW: scary scumbag random guy in the beginning, fingering, overstim, squirting, praise, "Princess" "Baby", light choking, kinda cringe-, cumming inside, not much aftercare mentioned

LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANY CWs!!!!

Shigaraki was a staple in your life. He was someone you met when you were in college, out in a bar, and you needed someone to bail you out from a random creep that was hitting on you.

"C'mon baby. You're dressed like that and you dont wanna come back to my place?" This fucking guy would not leave you alone.

Shoving his nasty hands off of your thigh- again- you attempted to walk away. "I fucking said no tha-"

His hand met yours as your tried turning away and your heart was in your throat.

"You're gonna come home with me." He said, menacingly.

"Hey. What the fuck do you think youre doing with my partner you freak?" A voice said from behind you, making your heart rate pick up more.

"Your partner? Doubt it. No self-respecting man would let their partner come out lookin like this." He scoffed at you, throwing your hand to your side.

"No self respecting man would continue to grab someone after theyve said no. Fuck off." You turned around and saw a beautiful light haired man with an angry look on his face.

"Fucking christ- fuck this. Dumb whore aint worth this." The man finally gave up, walking away.

Letting out a breath you didnt know you were holding in, you put your hand on your chest.

"Thank you so much, I-" You started.

"No worries. Fuckin hate guys like that." He scratched his neck lightly.

"I'm uh- Y/n." You said, offering your right hand.

"Shigaraki." He shook your hand delicately, finally smiling at you.

Once the night was finished, you found yourself in Shigaraki's cab home, allowing yourself to join him in his bed. Shockingly enough, no sex was had. Well not that night. After that night, you were inseparable. Every time his group of friends got together, you were there and vice versa. You were attached at the hip. It was innocent enough at first, but soon enough, your feelings got to the both of you.

During Dabi's birthday party, Shiggy's hands were all over you as you were both drunk. in the middle of a crowded room, his lips fell on your neck and you didn't stop him. You didnt want to. In fact, you wanted more.

He took you to the bathroom and fucked your brains out on the counter. For a first time- wasnt too romantic. But as you would soo find out, neither of you were ready for romance anyways.

The day after the party, the two of you met for your usual hangover coffee date. "Date". Whatever. It was more awkward than usual- until Shiggy broke the silence.

"It doesnt have to be... weird now. Right?"

"No yeah I was gonna say... We dont have to change anything." You sighed.

"Only thing I want to change is the amount of sex we have." He laughed.

"Honestly... I'm okay with that." You agreed, thinking about how he felt buried inside of you.

"Cool... So!" He changed the subject, not allowing you to dwell on it any further. But the both of you knew the feelings ran deeper than lust.

Your friends always asked about the two of you- asking when you'd make it official. But neither of you answered. Neither of you talked to other people. Both of you posted each other on your stories. You had playlists for each other for fucks sake! But a label? Never seemed to cross your mind.

Fast forward a few months to a rainy ass lazy Sunday and it was your usual movie day. It was a ritual for Shiggy to come over to your place and turn on a shitty movie on Netflix before either falling asleep, ordering food, or burying his cock as deep in you as he could.

"Get me popcorn of fucking perish!" You threw a pillow at him from your neatly decorated couch.

"You bitch- youre lucky youre my favorite!" He shouted, dodging the pillow and shuffling into the kitchen.

After scrolling through movies, you let destiny decide for you as you closed your eyes and picked blindly.

"Move over." Shiggy appeared in the living room again, shoving you down the couch.

"Fatass." You muttered, looking at his face morph into fake shock.

"What did you pick?" He asked, handing you the popcorn and moving your legs to rest on his, allowing you to lay down comfortably on the couch.

"I dunno- let destiny pick." You shoveled some popcorn into your mouth, enjoying how comfortable you were.

"Greeaaatttt." He rolled his eyes, resting his hands on your legs.

"Shut up you big baby- enjoy what the universe has chosen for us!" You tossed a handful of popcorn at him, making him scoff.

20 minutes into the shitty movie, you were out of popcorn and Shiggy's fingers had begun tracing your legs. Both of you had no intention of paying any mind to the movie. You looked at him, watching his fingers and eyes get closer to your core.

"Whatcha doin down there?" You whispered, making him look at you.

"Mmmm nothin." He replied, letting his fingers get even closer to the center of your legs.

He let his fingers ghost over your shorts, your thighs subconsciously spreading to allow easier access.

"Not into the movie?" He asked sarcastically.

"Mmnm. Not even a little." You sighed.

"Good." Was all he said before pulling your comfy shorts to the side, admiring the fact that you didn't wear any panties.

His fingers easily spread your lips apart, making you gasp at the air that met your core.

"Shit, already wet huh? And no panties?" He mumbled.

"Just for you, Shiggy."

He mentally groaned, wanting to hear you moan his first name. Something always stopped you from saying Tomura during sex. Maybe it was too intimate. A line you werent sure you could cross.

"Good job, always ready for me, huh?"

A moan left your lips as he started sliding his fingers up and down your slit, earning a smile from him.

"Please-" You whimpered, already wanting more.

"God, you are so fucking-" One finger entered your tight hole. "-Needy."

"Oh god-" You sighed out, knowing this is what you'd wanted all day.

"You been real good to me today, baby. Might jus' spoil ya." He said, making you whine.

"Been so- good." You agreed, feeling a second finger stretch you out. "Mm- fuck!"

"There you are, so pretty for me." His cock was getting harder by the second, making him thankful he wore sweats instead of jeans.

"Want more baby?" He asked, toying with your clit with his thumb.

"Y-yeah!" You tried grinding your hips against his hand.

"Gonna have to ask nicely baby." He reminded you, holding your hips down with his free hand.

"Pleasepleaseplease-" You muttered, needing more.

"There you go, good job." He pushed a third finger in, reaching that sweet spot so perfectly, making you cry out. His fingers worked diligently to hit the spot that made you scream over and over while holding your hips down as well as he could.

His cock was straining against his pants at this point, impossibly hard.

"G-nna cum!" You yelled out, making him forget about the pain in his cock, focusing on moving his fingers even faster.

"Go ahead baby, cum all over my fuckin fingers." He urged you with a husk need in his voice.

You let go all over his fingers, and he didn't stop.

"Shig-gy!" You tried to tell him it was too much but couldnt get the words out. He worked even harder at your g-spot, needing to see you squirt the way you always did for him.

Your vision went white and your hands gripped the couch as best as they could as you made a mess all over the couch and Shiggy's legs.

"Good girl there it is, good fuckin girl. Just like that." He praised you, making it hard for you to breathe.

Finally pulling his fingers out of your tight hole, he picked you up and walked your still twitching body to your bed.

"Made a mess out there, huh princess?" He snickered, making your eyes water from embarrassment- the way they always do. " 'S okay, baby. You did so well." He assured you, laying you on the bed and stripping his pants off of his body.

"Shiggy- your cock-" You wanted him so bad you couldnt even form words.

"All for you, princess." He yanked your legs to the edge of the bed, wasting no time and lining his cock up with your wet pussy.

"Please- fuck me-" Your mindless blabbering was halted by a sigh when Shiggy's cock was pushed past your still tight entrance.

"Fuck- how the fuck are you so tight-" He asked, bottoming out inside of you, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

Not bothering to let you adjust, he pulled out and thrusted back in, making your hands shoot forward to grab onto him, needing some kind of leverage.

Finding a good pace, he fucked you as deep as he could, pushing your knees to your chest and hitting your cervix with every thrust.

Your breathless moans and whimpers filled the room as he fucked you as hard as he could, feeling greedy and wanting to claim you.

"Shig- fuc- god-" You couldnt form a single word as you came again all over his cock, making him throw his head back at the feeling of your walls getting impossibly tighter.

He was close and you both knew it.

His hand met your neck, pressing lightly around it, making you clench. All but one finger rested on your neck and it made you both want to scream. You tightened around him again, not quite cumming, making him lose his head a little bit and let go of your neck, allowing you to catch a breath.

He wanted to cum. He had an overwhelming urge to cum deep inside of you- as per usual. But something was missing.

"Baby." He said, slowing slightly.

"Mmhm-" You answered, tits moving under your top as he continued to fuck you.

"Say- my name." He ordered.

"Shigar-" You started, but were inturrupted.

"No- shit no. Other name."

You had a moment of clarity as you realized what he wanted. The last intimate line you had yet to cross. His first name? Oh fuck-

"T-Tomurraaa-" You moaned out, making his eyes roll into his head.

"Shit baby- again. Say it again." He couldnt get over how perfect it sounded rolling off of your tongue. Hitting your sweet spot over and over, he wanted you to cum so bad while you said it.

"Tomura- Tomura fuck right- there! Tommmuraaa~" You moaned out, legs shaking as you came around his cock, feeling him release inside of you, milking his cock for all it had. You continued chanting his name like a prayer, falling apart totally.

Collecting yourselves, Shigaraki pulled out, flopping onto the bed next to you, allowing the both of you to catch your breath.

After a few minutes of silence, you spoke up.

"Your first name, huh?" You giggled lightly.

"Yeah- fuck. I just. Sorry I have been wanting to hear it for so long." He put his hands over his face, chuckling at how stupid it was.

"Well, Tomura. Seems we both have something to ask of each other..." You trailed off.

"Yeah?" He turned on to his side, leaning on his elbow.

"Can we uh- I dont know. Can we drop the whole... "Just friends" thing?" You asked, turning your head and looking into his eyes.

"What? Like- you wanna- I mean like-" He was flustered. You laughed a little, seeing Tomura Shigaraki flustered was rare for you. "I mean yes! Yeah of course- I mean not much would even change." You both laughed lightly.

"Yeah, I mean honestly- we passed “just friends” about 20 fucks ago." You stated. He laughed a little harder, pulling your own messy body into his for an embrace, both of you finally completely happy with where you stood with each other.

"Hey! Now I actually AM your partner!" You exclaimed, thinking back to how you first met.

"Yeah- youre right! Take that, scumbag bar guy!" He jokingly pumped his fist into the air triumphantly, letting it fall into your hair, allowing you to fall into a comfortable silence with a kiss on your head before you both would get in the shower and put on some PJs and call it a night.

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womp im not doing my taglist rn bc im tired lmao sorry besties will update this in a bit tho

hope you liked it- i got a little sidetracked with it BUT I BROUGHT IT BACK lmao i love youuuuuuuu

[burningupp]

bts masterlist | main masterlist

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: smau, strangers to lovers

warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of emotional shaming, cursing

summary: Park Jimin doesn't often get release. Once in a while, the entire group will go out to a club or a party to blow off some steam, but those occasions are few and far between. So one time when they all decide to go out together, he decides to hook up with some random girl, because damn it it's been too long. He dreads having to kick her out the next morning, but she's gone. Why does it make him sad that she didn't stay?

status: ongoing

one - jimin vs chairs

two - mildred

three - weird feeling

four - tea

five - fuckin m u s c l e s

six - the opening

seven - secret girlfriend

eight - well fuck

nine - somehow not creepy

ten - the worst

eleven - no.

twelve - anger

thirteen - take me away

fourteen - not slander if it's true

fifteen - it's what you're best at

sixteen - psychopathic tendencies

seventeen - let's get it

eighteen - swooping

nineteen - black hole

twenty - more punchable

twenty-one - exclusivity

twenty-two - okay

twenty-three - the morning after

twenty-four - attitude

twenty-five - parent trap

twenty-six - ice cream

twenty-seven - gross

twenty-eight - I miss you

twenty-nine - hyung powers

thirty - confessions

epilogue - I love you

[lickmeleclerc]

The anon saying that Charles and Charlotte will probably break up... I agree. Tbh I have the feeling that 2022/2023 will make them or break them. Like, she just graduated from college (I think?), so that in itself is a change in her life. Charles is getting more famous now that Ferrari is back competing, so his professional life is changing a lot and it will definitely affect his personal life... Their relationship give me an off vibe since the very first moment, because I've followed the whole drama in 2019. I decided to mostly not be judgemental with Charlotte due to the fact that wags always get a lot of hate and she was very young. But three years have come and gone, and I still get an off vibe from her. Especially because she's not that close to his family. She's part of his group of friends. That's quite different from when he dated Giada... Like, Canada? He brought his whole family and his family close friends there to support him? And she was having a spa day with her sister in Monaco? And he's always like "now I'll spent some time with my friends and girlfriend. Then I will spent some time with my family". They've been dating for three years now, it's just odd how she's not that close to his brothers and mom.

Besides that she's just very weird on social media. I don't even care that much about her ads on race weekends. The thing that irks me the most is her timing when it comes to post things about their relationship. Bad weekend? She's posting pics with him two days later, because she's such a supportive girlfriend. Gossip about him out and about in some party? Two days later she's posting pics with him, because look how in love they're with each other... I laughed when she posted that shirtless pic of him after the whole mess in Monaco. It's exhausting to watch really. I don't know what she's trying to prove with that. I guess I just don't understand why she needs to show people that their relationship is fine...

And let me share some tea about Giada. I get that many people try to turn her into a victim, and we'll never know for sure wtf happened between her, Charles and Charlotte (although Giada did say that there was no cheating involved in the whole situation), but after Charles and Charlotte were official, Giada started liking a lot of shit on Instagram and so did her family. Her cousin was shady af, basically said that all girlfriends of F1 drivers are sluts (kinda ironic if you ask me, cause hey, Giada dated a F1 driver??). It was not pretty, especially because they were slut-shaming the other girlies a lot, and of course that made people feel brave enough to harass Charlotte and Charles. After that most of the wags that used to follow her decided to unfollow her. I don't think many people know that, since it was mainly a thing in the italian side. But yeah, people try to make her look so classy and yada yada, but she's really not. That girl suffers from a somewhat embarrassing internalized misogyny...

ohhh the whole kettle of tea is here! 🫖🫖 thank you for the Giada insight I did not know that & that’s pretty unfortunate it go to that level after the break up, things always get messy when you’re heartbroken and start to post online. Charles’ birth chart break down and is really starting to make sense after all this lol!!! && i very very much agree with the relationship display on insta its very odd lol &&& the fuckin “yesssss babbbbyyyy” posts still make me laugh when I think of them lol, real talk tho i hope they are happy together in the long run

[alovesongshewrote]

I Lie to Myself | Karl Heisenberg HCs

the reader is so glad they became Heisenberg’s assistant, but the light inside of them is dying.  anyway, that’s enough of their boring sexy life, let’s talk about you- oh.

Taglist: @prismarts @blixeon @mxcheese​

A/n: for some reason this looks better on my blog?????  idk, just thought i’d let you know

Headcanons 

Ever since you crawled into Heisenberg’s life, you’d been a little bit of a thorn in his side

A cute one!

But a thorn nonetheless

See, the thing is, you confused him

You were a lil enigma 

Because you were just

So

Idk, unaffected?  By everything around you?

Like

You had to abandon the life you knew before and ended up in the village

Lady D and her kids had almost eaten you which left you a little scarred up, both physically and mentally

Then you’d almost been murdered by both soldats and lycans 

Then you’d had a fucking tea party with Donna and Angie, and you watched a couple of rom coms with Moreau, neither of those are bad, they’re just weird

And now you worked as an assistant for scary magneto in his giant factory where he turned corpses into soldiers to fight his not-mom because she sucked

and you just

Walked it off

You were cool with it

You were vibing

And he didn’t get it

You just

Wandered around the factory 

Fixing things and cleaning things like this was a normal job

And like, there’s a level where he could ignore it

Like

If you were kinda mopey about it

Or if you were a little jumpy

Or if you were pissed, like

That would make sense

BUT NOPE

YOU FUCKIN TURN ON THE RADIO 

WHICH WORKS BECAUSE YOU WILLED IT TO 

(there’s no other explanation)

AND YOU JUST DANCE AROUND WHILE CLEANING 

Heisenberg is a busy dude, but you are enough to distract him

(it’s bc when you wormed your way into his life, you also wormed your way into his heart)

OH, YEAH

ALSO

what’s even weirder

To Heisenberg, specifically 

Is that you make him go to bed at a normal time???

And bring him coffee???

make sure he eats regularly??

Listen to him when he rambles on about his plans and/or that bitch Miranda???

Help him with his plans??

A s k about his plans????????

you generally engage in conversation with him

Basically, you were a decent, positive person who adapted quickly to a new situation and it confused the shit out of poor Karl

Like

This man probably made a conspiracy board about you, red yarn and everything

I don’t know where he put it, but it existed

Anyway

One day

He’s watching you fuckin

Clean up part of the factory after one of the soldats got loose and caused problems

And you notice this time

And you’re like

“What’s up, boss?  Need something?”

And he just

Fuckin

“How th’ fuck are you so happy?”

Cue your confusion 

Ig it’s contagious 

Anyway, before you can say anything he just

“You had your world  taken from you.  You lost everything, and then you almost died about thirty five times.  Aren’t you angry??  Don’t you want, I don’t know, revenge!?  Why are you not more-!?”

And you cut him off, as one does

“Distressed?”

“YES!”

And you

Well

Your expression is blank

And that

Is kind of terrifying 

Then you walk over to Heisenberg (also scary)

And then

You smile

And it isn’t a genuine smile, it’s a fake, plastic smile

A customer service smile, if you will

And you go

“You wanna know my secret, Heis?  I lie to myself.  Every morning I wake up, and I’m here, surrounded by things that could end me without a second thought, and I tell myself it’s fine.  I tell myself that if I’m nice to everyone, I’ll be left alone, but I am lying.”

You lightly touch one of the scars you got from the hot but murderous vampire milf

You don’t notice that you do this

Heisenberg does

He says nothing, though, and you continue

“Your sister and her daughters tried to eat me.  Do you realize how fucked up that is?  And now she’s basically my next door neighbor.  A-and the lycans!  And the soldats!  I know you control them, but that- I-”

You stop for a second, once again recalling a painful memory before you continue

“This is killing me inside, very slowly.  Every day, I-I tell myself that if I keep up a positive attitude, I will get through this, and every day I believe it, but I am starting to slip, Heisenberg.  Look man, the light inside of me is dying, and I can’t leave, so I am trying to make the best of it.”

There’s a moment of silence and then you’re like

“So, do you want tacos for dinner?  Because I’m thinking tacos.”

Don’t ask me how you would get the necessary ingredients for tacos, i don’t want to think about it

He ignores the tacos question altogether though, so it doesn’t matter anyway

“Do you want to leave?”

You know those noises that cats make when they’re sleeping and then you pet them?

The “prt” ?

Yeah, you kind of make that noise

Because his question was not about soft tacos

“Huh?”

“Do you want to leave this place?  The village?”

And

Answering takes you a second

Because while your answer is actually “yes, please, take me out of here”

There are a lot of things you would miss

The duke is a cool dude

Moreau, Donna and Angie were all pretty chill as long as you weren’t a horror game protagonist 

And, of course 

Heisenberg.

You’d miss him.

and his voice

and the way he threw himself into his work

and the way he smelled like cigars and leather and metal

and the way he put up with your shenanigans 

and how sometimes he got angry on your behalf 

and how he just kind of

got you

in a way no one else had

Also, you’d miss the dead body factory

So

Instead of giving him a yes or no answer 

You look him in the eye

And you say

“I don’t want to leave you.”

.

.

.

fucking knockout, amirite??

You might as well just fucking kill him, babe

you already shattered his heart into pieces, sooooooo

Anyway

It gets quiet again

Neither of you move

Though, if Heisenberg had had a normal, not-traumatising childhood where he’d learned to express his emotions properly, he probably would have asked if he could hug you

But he doesn’t

Instead you clear your throat and start talking about tacos again 

Direct quote, “You’re my friend now.  We’re having soft tacos for dinner!”

But yeah

After that

Things are different

You’re both a little shook

but

Heisenberg makes sure you go to bed on time

He brings you coffee or tea or whatever

Makes sure you eat regularly 

And generally makes more of an effort to engage in conversation with you

It’s sweet

you notice it

And maybe you have to lie to yourself a little less

Anyway

Heisenberg now knows why you’re so chill, but he has no fucking clue why you’re so nice to him yet

Don’t worry

He’ll figure it out

Eventually 

[movedtodykedvonte]

What would Father Fungus do to spend time with them individually? (Including the Lady's Larvaes)

Alcina Dimitrescu

she is a very calm and elegant woman who relishes in things that are refined and for the elite

Ethan is a man who’d apply the five second rule after five minutes

They don’t have a lot in common

However, Ethan does know a little about antiques and wine seeing as Mother Mia (disguised Miranda) covered their house in the junk

They’d talk over a glass of wine and probably exchange parenting tips or discuss the history of the items in Alcina’s home

Ethan introduces her to wine coolers and she is in love 

Donna + Angie

it is none stop play time at their house, like Ethan goes there knowing he’s gonna be tired coming home

Dress up, tea parties, hide n seek, duck duck goose, tag, board games, card games, doing hair, if it’s a game or activity Angie will make Ethan do it. It’s great practice for when Rose is older

Donna knows this can be tiring or weird for a grown man to do all day so sometime they just sit for tea and discuss the renovations of the village

Ethan gets sowing lessons sometimes

He will bring Rose sometimes as Angie likes doing shows for her

Angie often “falls asleep” on him as she tires herself out and that is Ethan’s cue to kinda leave as that means Donna is tired too

Salvatore Moreau

You already know he goes over there and Sal is like “movie marathon :)”

Though sometimes when the pain isn’t as bad he likes to take Ethan to the docks for swimming

Ethan is shocked at how fast Sal is in the water, especially the few times he has stopped by when Sal is in his mutated form zooming around (its like fuckin Mach 5 on that bitch)

Sal (as I said before) is more sardonic than he lets on. So sometimes Ethan will stop by and Sal will be like “I made a flow chart on why things are awful and why i’d fight my siblings if I knew I’d win.”

This is so fucking funny to Ethan because usually Sal is like super happy to have company or wants to sad vent but then he also has “fight a bitch” mode

Ethan is slightly worried because some of these charts are way too thought out

Karl Heisenberg

Ethan comes over and Karl decided that’s the perfect moment to raise hell. He builds things that shoot fire and knives for no reason other than to fuck with Ethan

Ethan plays that game as well and purposefully walks into the death machines so Karl panics and stops them forgetting it won’t necessarily kill Ethan

When the fuckery is all said and done Ethan and Karl build, Ethan has to miss parts of his work and Karl is fascinated with updating the factory

Chris gives them a little bit of tech to get it started but still doesn’t trust Karl not to be plotting something. Ethan reassures him

Sometimes they head to the stronghold and Karl teaches him the behaviors of the lycans so if he meets a truly savage one, he doesn’t lose a limb again.

Overall it’s two dumbasses fucking around together, like throwing rocks at a tree or trying to out stupid each other.

The Lady’s Larvae

Bela - mostly they just sit and talk. She is the “oldest” and most mature, so she tries to act it by being eloquent around the new Father. She asks about the far away places and things she’s heard from tourists who had visited the village before.

The façade drops during these stories as she acts like a kid being told s a fairy tale and asks Ethan what he thinks she’d like or be good at, while Ethan gives her a plethora of answers to choose from.

Cassandra - likes to spar! It is with very dull or wooden scythes as Ethan isn’t as skilled or durable but it’s like training. She worries Father Ethan will get hurt if he does not know how to make his enemies cry and tries to teach him

Ethan is getting better but is still has a long way to go. He jokingly blames his old grandpa bones and Cas can’t help but get giggly. When they aren’t sparing they cause trouble as Ethan helps her get to parts of the castle she normally can’t (too cold)

Daniella - they are an awful and powerful duo. Daniella loves to pull pranks on her siblings and with Ethan, it only goes up. Steals a scythe and has Ethan hide it, they’d never expect grandpa. If they need to hide she swarms around him and lifts him away. Unstoppable

When not causing problems on purpose, Daniella is like Bela and asks about the outside world but is more curious on fads and events. When she hears about holidays she is fucking bewildered

This felt like a lot but I’ve def done longer posts.

[whumpmatsus]

‘tis the damn season. [Allmatsu]

MERRY CHRISTMAS, OSOMATSU-SAN WHUMP COMMUNITY! THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT!

this is on the fluffier side of whump, all the bros except Osomatsu have a Christmas cold, and they all get fuckin emotional as hell thanks to that AND their little secret Santa thing here

they all want everyone to think they’re totally unaffected but the truth is every last one of them is a complete fucking mushball who falls to pieces when their brothers do anything nice for them, including gifts

ENJOY!!!!

-

Not for the first time, a horrible winter cold is being passed between the Matsuno sextuplets.

What makes this year unique are two things: the fact that the eldest has escaped catching it for once, and the fact that the rest of the brothers wake up sick on Christmas morning.

All of them sans Osomatsu went to bed last night feeling vaguely crummy, more tired than normal, and clinging to each other. Even then, Osomatsu didn’t think much of it, because he was tired too, and they all kind of agreed that feeling crappy was probably from running around doing last-minute shopping, and clinging to each other, well, they do that when it’s cold out. So it wasn’t really that weird.

Now, Christmas Day is here, and all of them except Osomatsu have been coughing, sneezing, sniffling, and moaning through the first few hours of it. This is the one day a year they all wake up at a fairly reasonable time, but it’s all for nothing since they’re feeling so badly.

At the very least, they were willing to move downstairs and huddle together under blankets in the living room instead of in their bedroom. No one wants to spend the entire Christmas in the futon, as shitty as they all feel.

It’s not all bad, either. Their parents went out to a midday Christmas party at Matsuzo’s office, after giving their sons hugs and kisses and their annual Christmas money, so Osomatsu has been pretty good at taking care of his brothers this morning. It’s true that sometimes in the past he’s taken advantage of them being sick, but he’s trying to be better at showing he cares about them.

Besides, he can’t help but feel a little guilty. Like, how did it happen that he’s the only one who didn’t catch this when the rest of his baby brothers are sick as hell?

“Alriiiight, you all gotta sit your sorry asses up,” he calls as he walks in from the kitchen, balancing five cups on a tray. “Got a fresh round of tea for you guys! Who’s thirsty?”

The first one to make it into a sitting position is Choromatsu, and he reaches to help Totty who’s sitting next to him. “Ugh, tea sounds good… do we have more tissues anywhere?”

Osomatsu passes out the tea to the two of them, then snorts as he sees how Karamatsu is tugging Ichimatsu up, the fourth eldest mumbling sleepily and refusing to lift his head from Karamatsu’s shoulder. “Yeah, we should have a couple more boxes. I’ll run upstairs and grab a couple after I get you guys settled with the tea.”

Ever the one who at least attempts to be responsible, Karamatsu takes the two mugs for himself and Ichimatsu, leaving Osomatsu to wrestle Jyushimatsu into sitting up and putting the last mug into his hands. “Hey, Jyushi, you gotta perk up a little to drink your tea! I know you’re all pretty tired, buuuut… how about after I get more tissues, I’ll pass out all the presents from this year’s secret Santa thing?”

“Good idea, nii-chan,” Totty croaks, nuzzling against Choromatsu. “That’ll make it feel a little more like Christmas, I think.”

Karamatsu hums as he lifts Ichimatsu’s mug to his brother’s lips. Though he gets a groan for his efforts, it looks like Ichimatsu does try to swallow. “At the very least, it might take our minds off feeling so terrible for a bit. I can’t wait for you all to open your gifts from me!”

At that point, Ichimatsu pulls back from the tea, only to press his face back into Karamatsu’s shoulder and sneeze twice. “… Fuck. Gross. Sorry,” he mumbles, except he sounds a bit too out of it from fever to actually be truly sorry. (Which is strange, because Osomatsu is pretty sure Karamatsu’s fever is higher than Ichimatsu’s.)

Almost immediately Karamatsu lunges for the tissue box in Choromatsu’s lap, trying to grab at whatever’s left. “Oh, dear… let’s see if we can get you cleaned up, Ichimatsu.”

“Che. You’re worried about cleaning me up when I just got snot all over you?”

“…” It seems to dawn on Karamatsu that his shoulder is a bit damp now. “… Well, ah… mmmh… Osomatsu-nii-san…?”

Osomatsu gives a brief salute as he heads up the stairs. “I’ll bring you another shirt, no worries! Be back in a sec!”

Thankfully it doesn’t take too long to grab that and several more boxes of tissues, though he does sidetrack a bit to also bring down the bottle of medicine. They’ve all had some tea this morning, but he hasn’t actually managed to get any medicine into them yet.

“I hope you guys saved some of your tea!” he says upon reaching the bottom of the stairs. “You should all take some medicine, so you can use that to wash the taste down.”

The tissues are stacked next to the now-empty box near Choromatsu, and he’s quick to open one up, snatching a few for himself before passing it over to the youngest who looks absolutely miserable. “Thanks, Osomatsu. Medicine’s probably a good idea…”

Osomatsu nods, setting the bottle on the table so he can help Karamatsu change into the clean shirt he brought down. “Here we go, Kara. This’ll feel a lot better! Uh, Ichimatsu?”

“… Mh?”

“I don’t wanna have to change his shirt again, so just, next time use a tissue, okay?”

“Mmmm… fine.”

Karamatsu lets out a soft, husky chuckle as he tugs Ichimatsu back into his arms with a smile. “You don’t have to keep your distance, dear brother. Let me get one of the tissue boxes for us to use…”

By the time they’re settling back in, Osomatsu’s got the first capful of medicine measured out. “Alright, bottoms up, you bastards!”

He presses the cap to Totty’s lips, earning a whine in response. “Nii-chaaaaaan… I don’t wanna… it tastes bad…”

“I know, but if you take your medicine, you’ll feel better faster. Plus, you can wash it down with tea.” Osomatsu tips the cap back. “And after you take it, I’ll grab your present. We can go from youngest to oldest!”

“That means I can’t go to sleep ‘cause I’m next for medicine and presents?” Jyushimatsu hums, rubbing at his eyes.

“Yep! Try to stay awake. … Okay, Totty, good job! Let me get your gift…”

Just like it didn’t take long for Osomatsu to go upstairs, it doesn’t take long for him to set Totty’s present in his lap. “Go ahead and open it, we’ll see who it’s from!”

“Mhm…” Totty makes short work of the wrapping paper, then smiles weakly as he hugs his new gift against his chest. “Awwww… it’s a new phone case? It’s all pink and glittery… oh, my God, it’s so cute! Which one of you was it?”

Karamatsu raises his hand. “Merry Christmas, Totty! I noticed the one you have now is getting a bit worn. The last time I was at Sutabaa, I heard you talking to Sacchi, saying you wanted a new one but couldn’t find one to your liking at the shops around here. My last performance before the holiday break was in one of the bigger cities… so I stopped at the phone store in one of the malls. I know the glitter may not be to your taste, but I thought the rest of it might be.”

“Noooo, it’s perfect!” Totty reaches over past Choromatsu to squeeze Karamatsu’s wrist. “Maybe I wouldn’t pick the glitter by itself, but with the rest of it, it works! And it feels really nice and sturdy… better than the one I have now that’s got a crack in it!”

“Yes, I thought your current one had some damage… we don’t want your phone getting destroyed!”

“That’s true… hehe, you’re so sweet to think of that! Thanks a lot, Kara-nii-chan.”

“Ahaha… you’re welcome. I’m glad you like it.”

Osomatsu’s filled up the medicine cap during the time they were talking, and heads toward the second youngest. “Okay, Jyushimatsu, it’s your turn! Shoot this real fast and I’ve got your present.”

“Ooooh, it’s a big box…” Jyushimatsu laughs, still looking incredibly tired, but he downs the capful quickly before reaching for the box. “Should I shake it first to see what it is??”

Osomatsu snorts. “Dude!! Why do that? You’re literally about to open it! If you shake it and it’s breakable, you’ll wreck it. You took your medicine, so just go ahead and open it.”

The wrapping paper is torn off in a blur after he points that out, and Jyushimatsu hums when he takes the top off the box. “Ahahah! Somebody thinks they’re super funny. It’s a big box, but it’s just a piece of paper inside!”

“What’s it say?” Osomatsu asks as he fills the cap up again. “It can’t just be a plain piece of paper, none of us are that big a bag of dicks.”

Jyushimatsu lets out another hum, then reaches into the box. After reading the paper, his permanent grin almost gets wider. “… Haaaah! It’s a round-trip train ticket to go see Homura-chan for Valentine’s Day!! Oh, my goooosh! Who gave it to me???”

Totty giggles before raising his hand just like Karamatsu did for his gift. “That was me, Jyushi-nii-chan! I noticed you’ve been calling her and talking to her a lot lately… and, you know. Talking about how you wanna be together for holidays but also don’t wanna be away from your family and don’t want her to leave her family. So I kinda thought… well, Valentine’s Day is mostly for people and their partners. It seemed like that’d be a nice holiday for you to spend with her.”

“Aaaah, Totty!” Seeing as Jyushimatsu is nowhere near his little brother, he flails himself across everyone else’s lap just so he can get a sort-of-hug from Totty. Although the others groan, they don’t put up too much of a fuss. “This is so cool! And the dates on the ticket mean I’ll be able to spend a week out there with her!”

“Hehe! Yep! I thought it might be a pleasant little trip out to the country.”

“Best little brother ever!!”

“Awww, well… I mean… you’re not wrong…”

Osomatsu shifts over toward Ichimatsu, earning a none-too-kind mumble for nudging the cap against his little brother’s mouth. “C’mon, Ichi, it’s your turn. Get it down and I’ve got your present.”

“Blehhhh,” is Ichimatsu’s response, but he swallows it anyway. The face he makes urges Karamatsu to help him take a few sips of tea to chase off the medicine taste, then as soon as he’s done he grabs his present to unwrap it. “Uhhhh… ‘s… cat toys? New ones with different designs and shit…”

Immediately Jyushimatsu’s arm shoots up. “That’s from me, Ichimatsu-nii-san! Merry Christmas!”

Ichimatsu tilts his head as he looks in the box. “They look really fun, but… I mean… I still have a bunch of them, Jyushi. You didn’t need to spend your money on this, you know? The ones I haven’t really worn out or anything…”

“Yeahhhh, but…” Jyushimatsu flops one sleeve onto the side of the box. “A lot of the ones you have right now, they’ve got feathers on the end. And whenever you’re using them to play with the cats, oooor sometimes when you wanna play with them yourself, you sneeze a lot. Sooooo I got you some ones that don’t have feathers! They’ve got other stuff instead. This way you won’t be all sneezy when you’re using them!”

“Oh… you noticed that? Shit… I don’t even think I put two and two together on that.” Ichimatsu nods and leans over to give his little brother’s hand as much of a pat as he can manage. “Thanks, Jyushi. These are really nice.”

“Ahahahah! Maybe we can play with them later if we feel better!”

Osomatsu offers the full-again cap of medicine toward Choromatsu. “Alright, Choro, knock it back for your nii-chan so you can open your gift.”

“I’m not doing it for you, I’m doing it in an effort to not feel like crap on Christmas,” Choromatsu grumbles before gulping down his share. He has to take a swig of tea and cough into his arm a few times, then with still-shaking fingers he takes the package.

It’s opened carefully, with a small pile made of the paper instead of a mess, and he blinks for a moment. “It’s… it’s a Nyaa-chan CD? Wait, how come the plastic wrap isn’t on it…?” As soon as he pops the case open, the answer makes his eyes widen in surprise. “O-oh, my God… it’s signed?! Who got me this??”

“More like who’d be willing to go to all that effort for you,” Osomatsu snorts, filling up the cap again. “I mean, who else? Your nii-chan, of course! It’s from that one concert where you got a ticket and then woke up that morning with a migraine. You were too miserable to go anywhere, and you told us to just sell your ticket or something… buuut, I went to the concert with it instead and got the CD for you.”

Choromatsu taps the case a few times in disbelief. “Y-yeah, but, Osomatsu… you got it signed. You… had to stand in line after the concert and everything. And wasn’t it raining that day? You stood in line for like an hour in the rain to get this signed for me?”

Osomatsu shrugs and gives his younger brother a kiss on the head. “Well, I knew how much it meant to you and how sad you were that you couldn’t go. It seemed like this kinda thing might make up for it.”

“Yeah… this is… w-wow, thanks, Osomatsu.” Choromatsu reaches up for a hug, though being sore and weak he doesn’t get much of one in. It’s enough, though.

“Haha! You’re welcome, Choro. Merry Christmas.”

With that, Osomatsu turns to his immediate younger. “Alright, Kara. Ready to suck it up, take your medicine, and open your present?”

Karamatsu gives a solemn nod more at home on someone about to donate blood or bone marrow. “If I must. You know, I appreciate the thought, but all I really need for Christmas is to be here with my dear bro―”

Before that thought can be fulfilled, Osomatsu maybe a bit too abruptly tips the cap, forcing Karamatsu to swallow instead of finish whatever one-liner he has that would ruin the moment by being way too dramatic. “There we go, Kara, drink it up.”

“… Ah…” Karamatsu’s face contorts, but he seems committed to toughing it out despite that. “Mm! That was…”

“The word you’re looking for is ‘shitty’,” Osomatsu laughs, handing him the second to last box. “Here ya go.”

His face brightens a bit as he opens it up, then raises an eyebrow at the contents. A paper is taken out of the box along with a small box full of strangely-shaped rubber pieces. “Hmm… ‘fingertip protectors’?”

“They’re from me,” Ichimatsu pipes up from his spot pressed against his older brother. “They’re for guitar players. You’re supposed to put them on your fingers when you play. Some people say it kinda screws with the way you strum and all, but it also keeps your fingers from getting calloused. Or bleeding when you’ve stopped playing for a while and try to start again. Call me crazy, but I don’t think you should have to fuck up your hands to do something you love.”

Karamatsu inspects them for a moment, turning the box over and reading the paper that came with it. “Ah, these are interesting… I didn’t even know this kind of thing existed. It’s true that… regardless of my passion, the callouses occasionally make it difficult to do other things.”

Ichimatsu nods. “Yeah, it seems like it’s been bugging you lately. Plus… I noticed that sometimes you get… you know… and don’t want to play for a while. Then when you do get back to it, your callouses are gone and your fingers are bleeding and bruised for weeks. I think it’s bullshit, maiming yourself like that for music. Now you can just play without being in pain… unlike the rest of us when you play,” he adds with a devious little-brother smirk.

“Aaah, Ichimatsu… I… can’t believe you’ve noticed those things. I’m touched.” Karamatsu cuddles Ichimatsu even closer, nuzzling into the top of his head. “This is such a wonderful gift! Thank you very much. I can’t wait to try them.”

Ichimatsu’s face colors, though everyone gets only half a glimpse of it before he buries himself in Karamatsu’s shoulder. “‘S nothing… merry Christmas.”

Osomatsu sets the bottle of medicine down, then stretches. “Aaaaand your onii-chan doesn’t need to take medicine because his dumb ass isn’t sick, so I guess I just have to open my present! And I guess I know who it’s from, too, huh, Choro?”

Choromatsu huffs, although none of the brothers look particularly unhappy right now. “Yeah, well, I don’t think it’s as good as what you got me… but I hope you like it anyway.”

“I bet it’s not money for pachinko, right?” Osomatsu chuckles, opening up the box.

“Of course not! Why would I throw good money down a hole like that??”

Osomatsu scoffs, still smiling as he opens it up. “Ooooh… what’s this?” He holds up his gift, a cute little keychain… with a bottle opener attached to it. “Whoaaa, is this a bottle opener? Cool, that’ll make it easier to open beers! Now I can go back to Chibita’s cart and drink anybody under the table! I’ll be so fast!”

Choromatsu rolls his eyes, though even he’s smiling a little. “Yeah, apparently I’m enabling my big brother to get drunk and start bar fights. Listen, look at the design on the bottle opener. It’s not big just to help you overcompensate.”

“… Huh?” Osomatsu’s eyes drift to the front of the bottle opener, and once he looks at it, his expression softens. It’s not often any of the others see something like that on their oldest brother’s face. “Haha… ‘World’s Okayest Nii-Chan’. Aw, man, that’s fucking cute. Like… seriously, Choromatsu, how’d you know that’s the kind of thing that punches me right in the Goddamn gut?”

Choromatsu rubs at his nose with a tissue before speaking up again. “Because I’m your little brother. I know we all fight a lot and everything, but… you know… after all’s said and done, I’m really glad we have a big brother like you. Even if you’re crap at it sometimes, you do love us and try to take care of us when you can. Like now. Thanks… for always being there when I need you.”

The room is quiet for a long moment. Then everyone hears Osomatsu sniffling, and one of them is about to speak up with a comment about how maybe he didn’t avoid this cold after all, they all notice it’s actually because he’s started crying.

Of course, as soon as they see that, the rest of them look at each other before bursting into tears themselves. Osomatsu lowers himself down to gather all his little brothers into a hug and the group just kind of wail to each other.

“You guys are the best little brothers ever! I love you bastards!”

“W-well, you guys are all the best big brothers ever! I love you too!”

“Yeah, same here!”

“I’m sorry for every stupid, mean thing I’ve ever said about any of you!”

“I’m sorry, too! None of you are that bad!”

“I know sometimes I say I wish I was an only child, but I really don’t! Nobody could ask for better brothers!”

“Shut up, you’re gonna make me cry!!”

“You’re already crying, asshole!”

“Dammit, we’re all crying!”

“You started this, Osomatsu!”

“Haha… only ‘cause none of you were man enough to start it!”

“This is the best Christmas EVER!!”

― And, actually, it just might be.

Until next year.

[colossal-fallout]

[ Classified ]

The full report - Eren Yeager

The following report details all information on Eren Yeager. Contains NSFW content and reader must be over the age of 18 to view this document.

For your eyes only.

Name: Eren Yeager

Birthplace: Shiganshina

Height: 180cm / 5ft 9"

General

[ A1 ]

Appearance & Hygiene practices:

Eren's chestnut brown hair is always clean and fresh. Whenever he pays you a late night visit, he'll have most probably just gotten out of the shower. Coconut scented shampoo of sorts? Whatever it is, it smells so good.

Prefers showers over a bathe. He says it's to save time, but he spends a good 40 - 60 minutes in there, easily.

Once he's dry, likes to throw on jogger bottoms and a hoodie over his bare skin. His bare skin that is now so soft and scented as his favourite shower gel which is either tea-tree oil or Coconut.

If he wants to remain clean shaven, Eren must shave every 2-3 days. Sometimes he likes to grow it out but nothing ever past a long stubble.

Minimal body hair.

Trims the hairs on his pubic bone/lower stomach. Has pleasuring you in mind as he does so. Will take into consideration the friction against you.

Totally clean shaven testicles.

Eren's nails are short but that's because he bites them. [ see section A3 ]

Beautiful set of teeth. Brushes twice daily in a modern AU.

Eren adores it when you brush his hair for him. He finds it extremely relaxing as you massage his scalp. His eyes will close and a small, barely audible hum will emit from time to time.

Eren's skin care routine is pretty basic. All of the steam from sitting in his hot, frequent showers for so long seems to do him wonders - his skin is flawless and worthy of envy.

Due to the healing power of being a Titan shifter, Eren has no scars.

Eren has quite large hands with long fingers. He doesn't wear rings or jewellery as it reminds him of the burden of when he had to keep that damn key on him at all times. Will however, put up with a wedding ring.

[A2]

Body & Love language:

Eren is a pretty introverted person. His hands are usually tucked away inside of his pockets - be it either trousers or hoody/jacket.

He hunches a little too. Likes to feel hidden. He's had enough attention over the years and wants nothing more than to just shrink away in a crowded room. Or maybe, it's the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Brooding, moody exterior. Extreme "resting bitch face"

Shrugs a lot. At first glance, you'd think he was a moody teenager trapped in a grown man's body.

Likes to sit with his feet flat up on the chair with his knees splayed - you'll usually find him like this with an arm resting over a knee while the other is at a 90 degree angle pointing away from his hip.

Fumbles his hands together in formal occasions when he can't sit so casually or tuck them away.

Likes to drape his arm over you without touching you. His arm will rest above you on the top of the chair. A clear indication of "They're mine" and "I will keep you safe"

His hips will usually be swivelled in your direction, regardless of where you are in the room. A subconscious body language of sexual yearning.

Eren likes to hold hands with you when you're walking. He's not huge on PDA but likes the strong yet subtle showings that you're together.

Tends to rub his thumb over the back of your hand absent-mindedly when you do so.

His love languages include physical touch. Can get very needy and touch starved pretty easily. Not in a overbearing way, but even just a run of his slender fingers through your hair is enough to keep him going until the two of you are in a more private setting.

[A3]

Bad Habits & Tendencies:

As mentioned above, Eren bites his finger nails. His toe nails too. It's pretty gross to be honest.

He never does it in public, but he has been known to do it in front of you when he feels comfortable enough to do so.

Get's very fidgety when irritated or annoyed, which is pretty often. Especially if Jean is around.

Short temper. He's learned to tame it more over the years where he doesn't show it so easily. But everyone has their limit and when his is reached, his yell is booming and pretty intimidating.

During an argument with you he has been known to raise his voice, but it's not the frightening roar you've heard him unleash on others before.

Always apologises to you after he's calmed down. Even though it wasn't that bad.

If you two ever have a bad falling out, will lock himself away for days. He'll be pissed at himself for letting it get so bad and depressed that you two are having such problems. But he'll do anything he can to fix it.

[ A4 ]

Common misconceptions:

Obviously everyone has their own cannons and opinions. But I don't personally see Eren as being an abusive partner. Yeah, he has his problems and treats his friends like shit but there's a reason for that we'll probably see in the last chapter. If you're worthy enough to pierce that cold and distant shell, you're a very special person and he'll treat you as such.

Eren actually has a large heart hidden under that huge chip on his shoulder. He cares and loves the people around him unconditionally. Even to the point of carrying out mass genocide to protect them.

Still... He does have a dark side to be weary of at times.

Even though he's gross while in Liberio, usually Eren is actually pretty clean.

[ A5 ]

Food & Drink:

In a Modern AU Eren loves fancy coffees with the weird names. The longer to pronounce, the better. He just likes the fact they give him energy and the fancier ones taste good.

Due to not having meat for so long, a good ol' fashioned beef/lamb stew is his favourite.

Doesn't drink in canon.

Modern AU, his alcoholic beverage of choice is bottles of beer and craft ales. Sometimes is a sucker for red wine.

[ A6 ]

Modern Au:

Eren wears loose clothing. Hoodies, loose jeans, those baggy cardigans too.

His texting style is spam over one long message. Especially if he's pissed off. He's too impatient to sit and type in paragraphs.

Drives a black car. Don't ask me what type, I don't know cars. But it's black, 'kay?

It also has "black ice" air freshener inside.

Likes to ride quads and mopeds along fields. He's a thrill seeker. Rollercoasters, bungee jumping... you name it he's game.

Eren plays the guitar. He took lessons for it but after about a year he just went his own way and self-taught.

If he sees a guitar at a party, he will pick it up and play it. He won't sing though.

He actually hates singing. He finds it embarrassing.

Always has in his air pods/earphones.

Likes any sort of music that is catchy.

Probably streams on Twitch. He won't talk much though.

Could have a wide range of jobs. Coffee shop, could be in college, might be a ride attendant... who knows? It's anyone's guess what Eren is doing. He doesn't talk about himself that much.

Romance & NSFW

[ B1 ]

Crush:

Eren would definitely be in denial he has a crush on you at first.

• “Does y/n seem different to you?”

Armin; “No…? In what way?”

“I dunno… Just, different.”

• His poor stubborn brain would be ticking for weeks as to why he suddenly wants to be near you a lot more often and has urges to touch you, even if it’s just a slight brush against your arm.

• Will find any excuse to do extra training with you

• Once he FINALLY clicks on as to why he’s had these feelings, he’ll be pretty knocked off his feet and a little annoyed at himself.

I’m here to kill the enemy...

• Still though… Can’t seem to keep himself away.

[ B2 ]

First kiss & general kisses:

After the initial denial and keeping himself away, he'll just decide one day he's had enough of feeling this way and decides to to something about it.

He won't shove himself onto you. He'll do some sly probing to see if there is any indication of reciprocation.

Knowing Eren, he'll indirectly piss you off or insult you. He didn't mean to. He's just lacking social skills. Man aint smooth.

You'll slap him, probably, where he'll keep his head away from you for a few seconds, realising he's pushed you too far. Whichever side you palmed him away, he'll stay.

He'll slowly return his gaze to yours before gently holding your arms, apologising and planting his lips onto yours.

His general kisses are quite firm and forceful. Not in an aggressive way, but a "god I want you so bad" way.

Always either slides his arms around your waist or cups your face/head.

He tastes like sweetened tea <3 / Coffee in a Modern AU

Loves coming from behind and snaking his arms around you, nuzzling into your neck when you're doing something. Doesn't like it when your attention is away from him for too long.

When he's feeling soft and tender, will dance his nose with yours and catching your mouth in a caress.

When he's super turned on, he'll suck your tongue, bite your bottom lip and kiss anywhere he can.

[ B3 ]

Sex:

Ha ~~!

Eren is up there with the best when it comes to sex. He knows what he's doing and he does it well.

Extremely skilled with his fingers and tongue. He'll have you crawling the walls with hysteria as he likes to tease you throughout the day. He more than makes up for it, though.

Gropes, nips, kisses, licks, bites, flicks... anywhere and everywhere he can.

Is the most vocal when you perform oral sex on him. Will groan so deeply, his entire body will vibrate.

Dirty talk is this man's second language.

"Look how desperate you are for me." / "Look how desperate for you you've gotten me..."

"Do I feel good like this?"

"Am I making you feel good baby?"

"You're so good at that. Fuck, such a good girl/boy"

"S'so fuckin' tight."

"You're my little fuck thing, aren't you?"

"You're perfect."

"I love you..."

Are some of the many things you'll hear while he's fucking you.

He doesn't really have a favourite position. He'll gladly take you anyway he can. If he's in a rough mood, he'll bend you over the sofa, take you up against the wall... But if he's feeling more soft he'll make slow, passionate love to you for hours.

He does have a strong soft side at times.

Dominic Dominant. He loves seeing you totally at his mercy, the power over you the most arousing thing in the world to him.

Big daddy dilf vibes. He knows what he’s doing and he’s fucking good at it too.

The only time he’ll sub is if he wants to be lazy - letting you ride him and use him to your heart’s content.

Dirty talk. It can get pretty degrading at times. If you’re not into that, he respects that boundary.

Will absolutely ruin you.

Low-key loves it when you claw his back in hysteria. He thrives knowing he can send you absolutely insane, and he can just heal the claw marks in a matter of seconds. Sometimes even during sex (which is the hottest thing ever)

In an AU modern, he would love to fuck you near a large mirror or record you both getting at it to watch at a later date.

A lot of hissing, humming and low groaning, especially when he’s close to unloading.

Likes to watch you masturbate, putting his head close and observing intently. Loses his shit if you moan his name while doing so.

Hair pulling is his overload language. Will tug fistfuls when he gets too turned on.

[ B4 ]

Kinks:

The risk of getting caught. He likes having risky sex in semi public locations. Makes a game of how loud he can get you to moan, knowing someone would probably hear you.

Light Degradation. When he’s in a rough mood, he doesn’t mind calling you a few names. Nothing too extreme. And if it’s not your thing, he’ll respect that boundary.

Loves a good ol’ 69. Having you on his face with your ass in view is just… *Chef’s kiss*

Speaking of ass, he loves to bend you over too, allowing himself in nice and deep with a great view and something Juicy to grab.

[ B5 ]

Aftercare:

Aftercare with Eren isn’t anything special unfortunately. He’s another who gets sleepy after sex.

Won’t ignore you though. Often lazy pillow talk is on the cards and telling you how much you mean to him and how beautiful you are.

Will run his fingers across your scalp to soothe you.

Also will kiss any bite marks or finger bruises he’s left behind and ask if you’re okay.

Relationship with loved ones & becoming serious

[ C1 ]

Friends & Family:

When Eren meet's your friends family he will be polite yet quiet. He wants them to like him but he won't pine for their approval. If they like him, awesome. If they don't...? No big deal.

Same goes with your friends. He'll stay quiet until spoken to at first, but once he's been eased into conversation, he'll flow with it a lot easier.

Again, he'll be polite but don't expect him to kiss ass, because he certainly wont.

[ C2 ]

Marriage:

You couldn’t actually believe Eren had proposed. Although he was down on one knee in front of your very eyes, your mind just wasn’t accepting it. Folks and onlookers watched with bated breath, awaiting your answer. He sure kept this surprise hidden well…

Of course, you said yes and he picked you up by your waist in a spin, colliding his lips to yours.

And now here he was, watching you walk down the aisle, a lump in his throat and his heart racing.

You looked gorgeous, like something from a fairy tale.

And of course, he looked as handsome as ever. His suit was smart and his hair was up in its usual bun.

Armin is his best man, of course; who is standing and beaming with pride.

Eren holds back his chokes and tears as he reads his vows;

“Y/N… From the first time I ever laid eyes on you, all those years ago, I knew you would be in my life forever. Back then, I didn’t think it would be as my wife, but God I am so glad it is. I’m sorry for my stubbornness and irrational behaviour when we were young. But despite that you still loved, and stood by me and for that I’ll be eternally grateful. I vow to always stand beside you, whatever the world throws at us. I vow to hold you when you need support. I vow to remember how you always had my back no matter what. And I vow to always love you, with my heart and soul, until the day I die and after.”

The room erupts in cheers and tears when you seal your kiss.

The reception is wild.

Everyone is drunk (except Levi) and dancing. Reiner and Connie are dancing like weirdos, Reiner's blazer removed and at one point Connie is on his shoulders.

Sasha has too much to drink and is spewing in the bathroom.

Mikasa can’t stop crying with happiness and pride.

He carries you to your room afterwards where you spend all night sealing a special bond that will never be broken.

[ C3 ]

Children:

Eren has a soft spot for children, believe it or not. As seen before the expedition to the forest of giant trees. He sees his old self behind the innocent glint of unaltered admiration within a child's eyes.

He's not super into child play though. He wont pull weird voices or funny faces. He'll sit at their level and speak to them like they were anyone else. Obviously, watching what he says around them.

If they're unchecked and acting themselves, he'll become quickly annoyed as they wreck havoc around him and will have to leave the room or he'll get too agitated.

If his s/o discovers they're pregnant he'll seem to take it well. But inside he's falling apart and freaking out. He won't ever show it to them, but he doesn't know how he could be a father. Would he be like his own? Would he be able to be a good figure to look up to? What if he fails? Is it selfish to bring a child into this cruel world?

He'll be shocked but understandably so. After after a couple of weeks of self-reflection and brooding, he'll start to feel better about the whole thing.

More protective over his s/o than usual. Will make sure they're eating, drinking, resting and god help you if he finds you doing something you shouldn't such as trying to lift something heavy.

Will hold your hair and rub you back, as well as bring you water while you're having your morning sickness.

"Babe? It's four in the afternoon. How come you're still sick?"

"Eren, it's called morning sickness but it can happen any time."

He'll click his tongue. "....That's a dumb name, then."

The first time he feels the baby kick within you, his heart absolutely melts. His eyes enlarge and you could swear you saw them soften with that spark behind his emerald greens he had when you were younger.

His large palm is warm against your stomach as he feels around, the little flutter of your child hitting against his skin making him flinch in surprise at first.

"Woah..." He'll gasp in amazement. "They're already so strong. Hey, y/n? Doesn't that hurt?"

"Sometimes." You'll laugh softly.

He'll gingerly place his face to your skin, a little embarrassed he's doing this; but he feels the need. "...Don't hurt your mom, okay?"

As your pregnancy progresses and you get larger, he will not leave your side. If he has to, he'll be worrying and you'll be occupying his mind. In a modern au, he'll constantly call and text and will get Mikasa or Armin to check in on you often.

Will be so gentle during love making. He's terrified he'll hurt the baby.

One of the only times you've seen Eren panic in his adult life is when your waters break.

You'd gotten up in the middle of the night to pee. Climbed back into bed and felt a strange pressure, followed by a pop. Then a warm gushing sensation. You wait a few seconds to settle your own panic before you nudge Eren awake.

"Eren..."

He'll bolt up, confused. "What? Are you okay? Is the baby okay?"

"Eren, my waters have broken."

"Shit. Okay. Shit. What do we do? Shit." He'll leap out of bed and throw the lights on. You get to your feet where more water will start to drop onto the floor. "Shit, shit. I'll get the bag. Do you need help getting dressed? Okay, where's my jacket? WHERE'S MY JACKET?!"

"Eren, honey I need to you calm down."

"Okay, sorry. I'm calm. Shit. Shit..."

Will hold your hand with a worried look the entire time you're in labour. Has water and snacks on hand.

Will watch in amazement as your child is pushed into the world. This magical moment changes something in him, but right now he's not sure what that is.

They will bond immediately. As soon as he holds your son/daughter he can't take his wide gaze off them.

They're inseparable.

Any doubts of being a bad father is washed away as he takes them under his wing and teaches them about the world.