#welp i couldn't help myself

[shessoft]

"I love you." "I love you, too" "Yeah." "Yeah."

[winter-seance]

Me: I'm totally not going to buy a Fall Out Boy ticket during the pre-sale, I'm just going to look

Also me: Buys a ticket during the pre-sale

[thingswhatareawesome]

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[713-4th-ward-g]

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[yan-randomfandom]

Yandere!Stanford Pines x Doctor!GN!Reader

warnings: obsessive thoughts, implied self harm

If I made one for his brother, then I should also make one for this silly guy. Bro is needy just like his twin

Ford is an intellectual who can invent new machines, find new discoveries, and defend himself from danger.

But you know what he can't do?

Rest. He never seemed to take a break from his obsessions.

Which is why, in the middle of the supermarket, as he was waiting in line to pay for his products, Ford dropped dead. Not literally dead (but it might as well be called that), he suddenly fainted after years of exhaustion caught up to him.

Ford slowly woke up to the gentlest touch he had ever felt in years.

"You're awake," you murmured, settling your palm on his forehead. He's still warm.

He tried to sit up, but you quickly pushed him down again. "Hey, you can't do that! Your body is completely debilitated!"

"Debilitated?" he mumbled, continuing to wince when he heard you tell a nurse to call the Pines family. He briefly glanced around, realizing he's in a hospital.

You turned back to him, your stern eyes fixed. "You're lucky I, a doctor, was back there. I did a check up on you, and good god, your body is filled with wounds, some open, and there's a concerning underwhelming amount of essential chemicals!"

Ford paused before huffing, his eyebrows furrowed. "Look, I'm sorry, but I can handle myself—"

"And the way your wounds are treated is nothing short of clumsy! It's like a middle schooler did it!"

Welp, you made him speechless. Did he seriously get compared to a middle schooler?

And yet, whatever you just said or did that day, Ford couldn't get you off his mind. He blankly stared at his scars when he got home on the same day.

It got worse when his twin brother, Stanley, decided to personally hire you to take care of him after another episode of fainting. Initially, Ford was very annoyed, but as time went on, he learned to appreciate you.

Maybe more than appreciate, really. He found himself wanting more of your care.

Your company was surprisingly pleasing. You and Ford talked more about the human body, which is admittedly a little neglected since he was too focused on science and magic on the outside. He never really had anatomy in mind.

When you perform your treatment on him, Ford can't help but feel... needy. A strange feeling of want.

You took a curious look at his extra finger, rubbing your thumb over it. He melted under your touch. "Interesting."

Again, he's never felt careful and gentle hands on his skin for over 30 years. (Dipper has sweaty hands. Mabel is quite jittery. Stan has the roughest skin anyone can have.)

It's a nice change of pace. The way you handle him.

Heck, he usually doesn't like it when someone 'demeans' him (this is about you comparing him to a middle schooler), but you're different. You can't keep your mouth shut, can't you?

Well, he certainly relates to that.

Besides, you make it up to him with praises during the painful parts of treatment. Such subtle words, yet he folds so easily.

Dipper noticed he's becoming more... sloppy during their missions. His grunkle has more injuries than usual.

Then again, Ford is really the only one forcing himself to work. No matter what the rest of the Pines say.

Dipper's mainly just making sure he won't die. Maybe the fact that he's old is catching up to him?

"I might have to keep this up for the rest of my life if you keep this up," you sighed, shaking your head as you dabbled some ointment on his wound.

Ford chuckled, staring at your concentrated face. "Maybe I wouldn't mind."

[stxrryskys]

Daisuke smut but like he gets way too excited and starts to be a little rough then you realize you kinda like it YK???

AHH MORE DAISUKE SMUT‼️‼️‼️

sorry for the late post guys 😟😟 sometimes I get really depressed and don't feel like doing anything 😟😟😟 BUT IM HERE‼️

C/W : First time having sex in a whiiillle, established relationship, use of pet names, P IN V!!! consent consent consent guys consent!! uhhhh mating press, overstimulating, NO FOREPLAY, AFAB reader, rough! dom Daisuke, might be ooc but i don't rlly care... >,< enjoy!!

"c'mon! please please please!! we havent had sex in like.. FOREVER!!"

"No! i am not having sex in a goddamn spaceship!" he had been begging you for literally hours to fuck you in the tulpar. If you really didn't want to he would've stopped begging after the first "no" that left your pretty lips but the exact words that came out of your mouth " I want to Daisuke but its really risky"

"Please baby! ill let you play on my Nintendo!" welp that was the only bit of convincing he had to do at that point

"okay! but i get to keep it in my Quarters for a whole week!"

"Jeez! seriously? it was that easy?!" you both walked your happy little butts to his quarters and shut the door behind you.

"ah! im so excited we havent done this in forever" he sighed dramtically as he took his silly little Hawaiian blazer off, leaving his shirt on the floor after it, he was not by any means ripped like captain curly but his body was just as attractive, toned abs{surprisingly consider he doesn't work out} a cute little mole on the right side of his abdomen, and a silver bellybutton piercing, it made you fold every time you saw it. while you were staring time flew by, by like 5 minutes because he was already stripped down to his socks.

"Are you gonna undress silly or do you want me to do it for you?" he said in a playful tone, going up to your and resting his hands on your hips leaning in close, your face just centimeters apart

"dont push it pretty boy" you poke his chest with you finger as you stepped back, lifted your hands to take of your shirt.

when the both of you stripped you both stood there for a few minutes confused on how to start this. but it seems you both had different thoughts while standing there, he was standing there admiring you while you were standing there contemplating how to start this

"God, love you're so fucking beautiful..." with that he basically climbed on top of you, pinning you against his bed, his ALREADY hard cock resting on your stomach as he placed sloppy kisses all over your neck

"You're hard already?! we literally haven't even done anything!"

"shh, you're just so *peck* beautiful *peck* I couldn't help *peck* myself " he spoke between kisses, gently moving down to suck on your collarbone, leaving a light pink mark.

''this is okay, Yeah?"

"of course,"

he moved his hand down, wrapping his hand around his cock, moving it closer to your wet pussy

"Hey! why were you making fun of me for being hard when you're sopping wet!"

"Shh! this is a judge free zone you_-Ah!" NO PREPPING NO FOREPLAY NO NOTHING, he slid in like it was NOTHING!

"S-sorry I couldn't stop myself " he didn't give you any time to adjust to his length and just started to move in and out of you, hard.

"Fuck! you're so fucking tight..." he grabbed both of your legs and lifted them to where your knees were touching your chest so he could get better access, it was almost like you were being manhandled, he was being super rough and you..liked it? you didnt know how to describe it but, you really enjoyed it.

"Daisuke- y-you're being super Ah! f-fuck! " You arched your back,gripping onto the sheets of his bed that were barley even on his bed btw.

He paused his movements, his grip on your ankles "Sorry sorry! Am i-am i being too rough? i can stop if you-

"no! please don't stop.. j-just continue...please"

"d-do you like it..?"

"yes! just keep going Daisu-ngh!"

hearing that you liked it when he was rough was like heaven. He had wayy to much energy when it came to sex but he always held back because he was scared of hurting you, but since you gave him the okay he didn't hold back. He tightened his grip on your ankles and thrusted faster and harder. He moved one of his hands from your ankle to your clit, rubbing the sensitive bud hard with his thumb-

"Baby! I-im gonna cum-! "

"Yeah.. Cum for me love.. "

You tried your best to match his thrusts but he was just going too fast

You bucked your hips and came all over his cock, but he didn't stop

"Shit! Daisuke t-to much! "

He didn't still, he continued to rub your clit and continued to thrust into you, it was to much, tears pricked your eyes

"Daisuke!"

Again, he didn't stop, you came again on his cock and he just continued...

4 orgasms later he pulls out, letting go of you ankles and letting you legs dangle off his bed, jerking his cock in his hands, finishing on your tummy, then toppling over you, wrapping his arms around you.

"I uhm.. Thank you.. I really needed that"

"No, thank you"

".... I love you"

"I love you too Daisuke"

...

"I still get to play your Nintendo? Right? "

THANK YOU! SORRY IT WAS SHORT BRO I'M RUSHING‼️🙏😣 REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

[jeysbvck]

you made a mark on me (a golden tattoo)

welp, here it is! cody has been my favourite wrestler since 2007/2008, and i NEVER thought i'd write a fic about him, but here we are! after mondays segment, i couldn't get this out of my mind and i hope you all enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it!! please reblog & comment, they are really helpful & motivating to fic writers!

taglist; @nightmare-viper @harmshake @wrestlezaynia @alyyaanna @xtripleiiix @afterdarkprincess @courtninacole @crxssjae @wrestlingprincess80 🫶🏻 (if u wanna be taken off the list or added, lemme know!!)

warnings; teasing in public, f receiving, m receiving, slight praise kink, p in v penetration, slight exhibitionism, jealous!cody (if i've missed anything please let me know!)

word count; 2.7k

summary; once again, teasing Cody works wonders.

Even from the other side of the room, you could feel those blue eyes on you, staring so hard you were sure you'd find a burn mark on your cheek when you looked in a mirror. You leaned your elbow on the bar, twirling a piece of hair around your finger as you half listened to Damian; giggling and playfully slapping his arm or chest at the right times. You could barely pay attention to Damian. All you could think about was Cody and how he was reacting to the very obvious flirting happening. You could picture his face clearly in your mind; the way his usually soft gaze would be hardened watching the scene play out, the way he'd be clenching his jaw or biting the inside of his cheek; waiting for the moment he could drag you away without causing suspicion.

The moment came sooner than anticipated when Dom dragged Damian away to rejoin the rest of The Judgement Day in the booth they'd occupied all night. You looked around the room, searching for Cody, but when you couldn't find him, you opted to join Sami and Jey, who were waving at you wildly. Before you could, someone came up behind you, and their hand gripped your bicep tightly.

"I know what you're doing," Cody said, his voice low in your ear.

You craned your neck so you could smile up at Cody. "What? I was just having a very lovely conversation with Damian." You said innocently.

Cody spun you around and glared down at you, his eyes looking brighter under the dim lights. "It won't work." He told you, and you tilted your head, pouting slightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You replied, batting your eyelashes, making Cody roll his neck. "You wanna dance?" You quickly asked before he could say anything else.

He glanced at the mass of people dancing and pulled a face. "We really shouldn't..."

"Come on, I was dancing with Jey earlier. It doesn't -"

"You were dancing with Jey?" He asked, his nostrils flaring as he narrowed his eyes. "Fine, let's dance." He conceded, unable to hide his jealousy as he pulled you to the dancefloor as you giggled.

You took advantage of the number of people on the dancefloor and pressed your body up against Cody while snaking your arms around his neck. His hands rested on your waist, and he raised his eyebrow, to which you shrugged, a smile dancing on your lips. "Sorry." You mouthed, and he shook his head, unable to hide the smile. "You're terrible." He replied, making you grin.

"Oh, you know you love it." You said, massaging the back of his neck with your fingertips, just like you did when you were curled up in bed together. Being this close to him was driving you wild, and if you couldn't touch him the way you truly wanted to, you'd revel in driving him just as wild.

You pushed your pussy into Cody's bulge as you danced, and his grip on your hips tightened. "Don't tease me," He warned, his voice almost a growl. "I'm not sure I'll be able to control myself."

You lifted yourself onto your toes and whispered in Codys' ear, your breasts pushing against his chest. "Who's asking you to control yourself? You could just let go."

Your breath on his neck and your scent in his nostrils was intoxicating. It sent a shiver down his spine, and he closed his eyes as he inhaled through his nose; a futile attempt to control the effect you were having on him. His hands made the journey from your hips to your ass and you glanced around the room, thankful that nobody was paying any attention to the two of you. Considering neither of you was ready for people to know about the two of you, you were playing a very dangerous game. Teasing each other and flirting around other people, stealing kisses and secret moments in crowded rooms, sneaking into each other's hotel rooms or onto Cody's bus; it was all so thrilling, and it was a miracle nobody had caught onto the two of you.

"Baby, you gotta stop." He groaned, squeezing your ass. "You're killing me."

Your eyebrow arched upwards, followed by a smirk. "You want me to stop?" You questioned, slipping your hand in between your bodies, sliding your hand down his shirt until you stopped at his belt buckle. "Just say the word, and I'll do whatever you want."

Cody dropped his head onto your shoulder, a low, almost animalistic sound emitting from his throat. He rutted against you, nipping at your neck as he did, the action making your pussy throb as you caught a moan in your throat. Before you could move your hand lower, Cody promptly grabbed your wrist.

"How about we continue this somewhere more private?" Cody said into your ear. He'd posed it as a question, but it wasn't intended as one— which was apparent when he didn't wait for your answer and practically dragged you out of the main party room and through the hotel lobby.

With his hand on the small of your back, he pushed you through the doors, the cold night air pinching your naked arms. Cody guided you around the corner, and before you knew it, you were up against the wall, his lips attaching to yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth. You reciprocated the kiss, tongues wrapping around each other; both moaning in harmony as he fondled your breasts over your dress. You unbuckled the belt and popped the button open, and when he bit down on your lip, you grinned. You tried to slip your hand into his boxers, ready to feel his cock in your hand, but Cody pulled away, breathless.

"Not here." He said, lacing his fingers around yours. You walked hand in hand across the parking lot, towards where trees lined the edge of the lot. The closer you got, the more you noticed the large outline of Codys' bus, hidden in the shadows of the trees, tucked away from the moonlight. 

"You brought your bus here?" You laughed. "You couldn't use the car?"

Cody unlocked the door and ushered you up the steps. "It's a good thing I didn't, isn't it? I knew you'd try something." He teased, slapping your ass lightly. You turned to face him.

"I knew it'd work." You said, reciprocating the soft smile he sent your way as the lock clicked. He took a few steps towards you, his eyes boring into your soul. They were mesmerising, like two oceans you were certain to drown in, and you wouldn't mind a single bit if you did.

"Of course, it worked," Cody said softly. "It'll always work."

You couldn't wait any longer. You pulled Cody towards you by his tie, your lips smashing together forcefully, his fingers tangled in your hair as he tugged slightly, deepening the kiss. He was like a drug you were addicted to, one that you'd never want to give up.

Cody spun you around and slowly unzipped your dress, peppering your naked back with kisses. The black, velvet number fell to the floor, and you turned to face him, standing in just your heels and black panties. He took a step back and carefully studied you like he was looking at his favourite work of art. He grinned and licked his lips as he arched his eyebrow.

"Get on the bed." He ordered. You stepped backwards until your legs hit the edge of the small bed, and you lowered yourself down, the mattress dipping under your weight. Cody pulled at his tie until it loosened and unbuttoned his shirt, smirking at you as he did.

He stood in front of you, his trousers still open from the make-out session outside, and you maintained eye contact as you pushed them and his boxers down his thighs, freeing his cock from its restraints. Cody's tongue poked out of between his teeth as he smirked, his eyes dark as he flicked his thumb across your bottom lip before he lined his cock up against your mouth.

You stuck your tongue out just enough for it to brush the tip, the simple action making Cody buck his hips. You opened your mouth wider, taking as much of Cody's cock as you could. His hand bundled your hair into a ponytail and as you closed your mouth around him, a groan left his lips as he pulled on your hair, throwing his head back. You dragged your tongue up the underside of his cock, the sensation making it twitch in your mouth. You flicked the tip before curling your tongue around it,and you grasped the base of him, taking a moment to look up at him while you pleasured him.

Cody's eyes were glazed over, profanities spilling from him while he guided your head and fucked your mouth. You loved the noises he made, loved the look on his face whenever you were together. He was usually so calm and collected, so to be the one who made him lose control, to fall apart because of you, it made you feel incredibly powerful and confident; something you didn't have much experience with until you met Cody.

He found himself in a rhythm— one that you wanted to disrupt and so you rolled his balls in your hands, massaging them gently as you took the rest of his cock, choking slightly as the tip hit the back of your throat. The noise Cody made was sinful, and you weren't sure you could be any more turned on until you looked up at him through teary eyes. The sweat was beading around his hairline, his teeth almost biting through his lip as he grunted and thrust into your face.

You wrapped your tongue around his cock and he forcefully pushed your head into him before he couldn't take anymore. He tugged you off by your hair, a Pop! echoing out around the bus. You watched him lean towards you and you crawled up the bed slightly, until Cody was leering over you, his eyes full of lust. He wiped your wet cheeks with his thumbs and kissed you; so much passion in the soft and tender embrace. The longer the kiss went on, the more fierce it became, and your back hit the soft sheets, bringing Cody down with you. His mouth followed a path, planting little butterfly kisses down your jawline, your neck, down to your cleavage  — where he latched onto your breast, sucking and biting as your hands ran down his shoulders, fingertips scratching his back. His mouth then continued its journey down your sternum to your stomach while his hand caressed your breast and rolled your nipple with his fingers. 

Cody hooked his thumbs under your underwear line and ripped them clean from your body. He threw them over his shoulder and held your hips down with one arm, his other hand snaking back up to your throat. He flattened his tongue against your slit and slowly dragged it up your cunt, beginning his feast.

Your hands grabbed the back of his head, and you attempted to buck your hips, but his arm wouldn't let you. "Ohhhh, Cody," you whimpered through little gasps, "feels so fucking good!"

You felt him smile against your thigh as he kissed along the insides before burying his face back into you. "You're such a good girl." He said. "You're my good girl." He said, before flicking your clit with the tip of his tongue. Your hips bucked again, and his grip on your throat tightened as did the grip on your hips. Cody was great at everything he did, he had that Midas touch, but he was incredible at making you feel amazing.

You squeaked as he pushed his tongue into your entrance, releasing your throat so he could caress your clit with his thumb as he fucked you with his tongue. You writhed underneath him as much as he'd allow, pushing his head deeper into your cunt, gripping your thighs against his head, unintelligible sounds leaving your throat as your toes curled.

"Co-Cody, please! I'm gonna cum!" You gasped. He chuckled, picking up the pace and your moans got louder. You were certain that everyone in the hotel would be able to hear you, and that the bus would no longer be hidden from everyone— but you didn't care one bit.

You came undone in seconds, and Cody released your hips from his grasp so you could ride his face, his name spilling out of your mouth. His kept working as you rode the wave of your orgasm and when he came up for air, you giggled breathlessly.

Cody climbed up your body like a lion hunting its prey. He needed to be inside you, to feel your walls clench tight around him as he fucked you hard. He rubbed his cock against your slit, sliding it between your lips, without penetrating. You wrapped your legs around him, attempting to pull him closer to you, trying to force him to give you what you craved. He laughed, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth and rubbed your entrance with the tip of his cock.

"Cody, please -" You whined, your heels digging into his ass cheeks.

"Use your words, baby."

"Cody- I want your-" His tip teased your cunt again and you groaned, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. "Cody, please fu-fuck m- ohhh ffuck!"

He slammed into you, guttural groans passing through his lips at the euphoric sensation. He would never tire of any of this— of being inside you, making you scream his name and lose control at the slightest touch. He loved feeling your body underneath him or on top of him. Even the smallest of gestures; the slightest touch of your pinky fingers secretly interlocking around people and his favourite— when you placed your palm on his cheek before a match, a little good luck ritual you'd implemented long ago. He would never get enough of the sparks that coursed through his veins when you touched.

His pace quickened when your walls clenched around him. Your moans echoed around the room, in harmony once again, and as another orgasm reached its peak, your arms reached around Cody's neck and pulled toward you, pressing your lips together. The kiss was messy and toothy, and he interlaced your fingers together, sending his free hand between your bodies, his finger circling your clit. You quickly became unglued and your head thrashed against the bed, screaming Cody's name, just the way he liked; as Cody reached his own orgasm, his mouth found your neck, biting down hard before he lapped at the skin with his tongue.

He dropped his body onto you, and you wrapped your arms around his back, enjoying the weight of him on top of you. He nuzzled his head into your neck, pulling the sheets over the both of you, and you closed your eyes, feeling content. With his chest on yours, your heartbeats combined, like your two hearts were one. There were so many reasons for you to go public with your relationship, to let people in on your secret. You wanted to scream from the rooftops about how lucky you were to be the one Cody Rhodes wanted to be with. But you also wanted to stay in your bubble, in your own world where it was just the two of you, nobody else mattered, or even existed.

Cody lifted his head off your chest and leaned onto his elbow, tilting his head as he grinned at you. "You okay?" He asked and you turned to face him, reaching your hand up and placing your palm on his cheek, smiling at the beautiful man with the hearts in his eyes that were for you, and only you.

"I'm starving." You whispered, grinning at him. He rolled onto his back, reaching for a phone that was on the bedside cabinet. He settled back onto the bed, and you found your usual space on his chest. "What do you fancy?"

"Apart from you?" You asked, tracing circles around his chest. Cody laughed loudly, and you grinned wider. "Chinese."

"Whatever you want, you shall receive." Cody replied, making you blush. "Yeah?" You asked, and he nodded, planting his lips on your forehead softly.

"Of course. Always."

[obsessedwrhys]

MAGNETIC LOVE

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Raiden develops a crush on the waitress who works at Madam Bo's (fluff, Raiden being hopelessly in love, Kung Lao is the wingman??, I know this trope has been used a lot but this is my take on it, reader is fem!!)

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Being Earthrealm's champion can be exhausting sometimes, so he figured, what's better than to take a break at one of the places that reminds him when times were simpler.

However, the problem was that he didn't expect to end up spending half of his time at the restaurant staring at the waitress Madam Bo had hired just recently. He was staring so much that he lost track of time.

In defense, how could he not?

Your smile was intoxicating and your eyes were mesmerising.

The way you worked fast yet elegantly.

And how he would catch a whiff of your perfume when you walked past his table.

Everything about you was drawing him in and he hasn't even asked for your name yet nor did you even know anything about him.

Just as he spends another of his free days at the restaurant, technically just there to watch you work, he suddenly felt a hand pat him on the shoulder. He looked over his shoulder to see it was Kung Lao.

"So this is where you go to when you're not busy" He said as he took the chair beside him.

"How'd you know I was here?"

"It's not hard to track you down when you know so little places" He said, relaxing in his chair until he notises the plate of food on the table.

It was untouched and already growing cold. This peaked interest in him since he never does this. To be honest, who could say no to Madam Bo's food?

"Do you just come here everyday to waste food? What a customer you are" Kung Lao jokes and Raiden struggles to find the right words to say, but the second you stepped in frame, his eyes darted towards you which Kung Lao easily followed suit.

It didn't take long for him to understood what was happening.

"Oooohhh... I get it now. You have a crush on the waitress working here, huh?" He nudges him with a teasing smirk.

"Is it that obvious?" Raiden asks.

"Uh... yeah. Judging by how you looked at her just now, I'm pretty sure everybody knows" Kung Lao pointed out how his face seemed to light up the moment he looked at you.

Hearing him say that, Raiden couldn't help but steal a glimpse of you wiping a nearby table clean after disposing all the dirty plates into the sink. The way the strands of your hair fell from behind your ear and you quickly tucking it back in place made him swoon even more.

"You're doing it again...! Have you not said a thing to her? Not even a hello?" Kung Lao grabbed him by the shoulders to force him to focus on him.

Raiden simply shakes his head at his question.

"I've thought about it but I'm not sure if I want to disrupt her working hours"

"Well she doesn't work ALL the time. You can just wait for her to finish her shift. Wow, are you that in love that your brain stopped working?" Kung Lao said, poking him by the shoulder playfully.

"It's not as easy as it seems"

"That's just you" Just then, Kung Lao got up from the chair causing it to screech a bit against the wooden floor.

"Welp, I better get going. Unlike you, I managed to score myself a date with someone. Good luck" He said with a strong pat on the shoulder before leaving.

He had to admit, he could feel his heart beating loudly in his chest just considering the suggestion. As far as he knows, he's good at starting up a conversation with anyone, it's just he'll be doing it to you and the thought alone makes him nervous.

What if this wasn't the first time a customer tried to get with you? Considering how attractive he found you to be, you must have dealt with this situation a lot. So that means you've rejected a lot of people or...

Maybe you were already dating someone??

He gulps at the thought and tried to brush off the feeling by drinking his tea. Well he doesn't see a ring so you can't be married. No matching jewelleries or anything. So you can't be taken yet right?

All this overthinking was doing anything but help him. Maybe he'll just ask you... riggght after he's done boosting himself up.

By the time the sun was setting and that the sky has gone pinkish orange, you grabbed your bags from the locker after changing back into your casual clothes.

It was already an exhausting day, it's a relief you didn't have to deal with any rude customers.

Just as you left the restaurant, you were suddenly approached by a man. A customer actually. You recognised him easily since he always ordered the same thing.

"Hi" He greeted you with a smile and you couldn't help but smile back.

"Hello"

For an awkward moment, you two were just smiling at each other until he finally realised he was supposed to say something next.

"I'm Raiden"

"(Y/N)"

Another awkward silence drops upon you. You're starting to feel like he's not good at starting conversations.

"Did you want to talk to me about something?" You asked and he had to blink a couple of times to snap out of his head.

"Well uh... I just wanted to get to know you..."

"Oh?" You were surprised at his answer and he couldn't help but wonder if it was a good surprise or a bad surprise.

"I hope I don't come off as a creep"

"Ehh... well... to be fair you've been staring at me as I worked these days" You said as you awkwardly avoided his gaze and he swore he almost choked when he heard you.

So you knew all this time and you never did anything about it? Now it just makes him feel even more of a creep.

"But I asked and Madam Bo told me a lot about you, she says you're a good person and that you're very kind" You smiled at him and it eased his nerves a bit.

"What else did she say?"

"She also told me to make you stop coming to the restaurant because of how she's fed up with you not eating your food when it's hot but only when it's cold. She says its a disgrace to her cooking" You said and it made him chuckle softly.

"She said that?"

You nodded.

"Will I be blacklisted?" He asks and you pretended to reconsider the consequences but it also seemed like you were playing around with him.

"I guess you won't be... if you ask me out for dinner" You said and he felt his heart flutter for a second.

"Well then... do you happen to be free now?" He asks which had you grinning.

"Mm... I don't have plans tonight but it depends on where you're taking me"

"I know a good restaurant around the block. It'll be my treat, what do you say?" He said, his behaviour seeming to appear more layback and confident.

"How can I say no to free food?" You chuckled and it just made the smile on his face grew wider.

Days later, you would find yourself frequently taken on dates after your shift. Sometimes they were fun and sometimes they were romantic. Either way, it was perfect. You didn't think you'd fallen for the guy but you did. He was really everything Madam Bo said, except for the fact that he short circuits whenever he's flustered, which you easily found adorable.

All this effort and you two haven't even made it official yet.

On another working day, you stood by the desk as you accept the customers payment. Once you were done, you saw a couple more customers enter but one of them caught your eye immediately. You grabbed your pen and notebook to take their orders. As you approached their table, his eyes were focused on you straight away.

"Welcome to Madam Bo's, what would you like to eat?" You asked, trying to stay professional.

"I have to admit Raiden, this place is great!" His friend with the glasses spoke.

"You're just saying that because he promised you money if you agreed to come" The man with a blindfold (?) said .

"We'll just have the usual" Raiden said to you as the two went on bickering. You nodded and shoot him a playful smirk before delivering his order to the kitchen.

By the time their food was done and after you served it to them. You just went on doing your work but you couldn't help and turn your head every now and then to see him eating or chatting with his friends. Honestly you found it ironic how the tables have been turned. Now you were the creep watching him do his thing.

The second the sun setted, you grabbed your stuff and left the restaurant once you were finished with helping Madam Bo close it. However as you waited at the door for Raiden to pick you up for one of your dates, you didn't see him anywhere. Was he too busy with his friends that he forgot?

Feeling a bit disappointed but trying not to let it ruin your mood, you decided to head home. Though it took you only a few steps until you heard someone call out to you. With a knowing smile on your face, you turned to the other way to see Raiden running towards you, a hand hidden behind him as he was obviously holding a bouquet.

"Is that for me?" You nodded at the flowers and he seemed embarrassed that his surprise was already blown.

"Yeah... I had to run to the other side of town because the shop I usually buy from was out of stock" He handed it to you and you could see a clear view of the variety of flowers.

"Romantic" You smiled as you took it from him.

"I'm glad you like them... but I need to ask you something..." He said, his body language shifting from tired to serious. You look up at him with intrigue.

"I hope these past few days have been great for you but all these moments we've shared. I can't help but wonder if you feel like there's more to it" He said, his eyes never cutting contact with yours. You blush.

"Are you asking me if we're exclusive?" You said and your forwardness made his heart beat faster.

"Yes"

"Do you want it to be?"

"More than anything" His answer delivered without hesitation.

You stare at him... your lips soon forming a genuine smile.

"Then there's no point in denying it... we're official" You said. For a second he seemed to be frozen in time but you noticed how his eyes also sparkled with joy.

"Oh um... well... that was easier than I thought... does that mean you're still up for dinner?" He asks, trying to calm himself from how happy he was, he could feel his cheeks starting to hurt from smiling so much.

"Yes, but this time, I'll pay for us. My treat" You pat him on the chest before walking off and he could only chuckle as he quickly catches up to you.

You were definitely something...

[alkaisheonhelp]

Details I Noticed in Dandadan!

Today is number #7 of this series I made and to be honest with you, I have not expected this to gain so many attraction! And for that I thank you sincerely.

Now! For today's topic isss;

The different Aura that effected people!

The anime made Aura's to be this bundle of energy inside you and honestly it's not wrong to say that.

Although by this entire page, you can probably see what I'm talking about.

Aura in the universe of Dandadan is weird, to me at least. It's easy to understand once you know, but it became a little bit more confusing once you factor in momo's power.

Keep in mind that no one else actually can see Aura, I think, even the spirit's can't really see them, they just know that it's there. I think.

Seiko (our standard for anything supernatural, not counting aliens) need to use the mirror and a bucket of water to look inside, it probably means her seeing their aura.

And for all we know, the people that is spiritually aware so far, can't see aura either.

Now, as presented before, we can see how okarun's aura and seiko's aura is different through Momo's eyes.

One engulfed the entirety of their being, while another just sit calmly in the middle of their body.

Although the anime makes it an emphasis using the colors instead. It's kind off clear on the reason why.

Okarun, at that point in time is still cursed, while Seiko is fine with no problem whatsoever. However, when we see Other spirit Aura such as acro-silky

Just like in this page, it looks similar to how a normal aura would look! (Although in the anime they made okarun's(first cursed), turbo granny's, and acro-silky's aura have more black to emphasis the difference between human and spirits, or is it yokai?)

So, with this I made a conclusion that only people not spirits or yokai that are actively being cursed are the ones engulfed in Aura like Okarun. Of course I couldn't be sure 100%, since in the manga, I don't believe we've seen another cursed person just yet. Honestly I hope we see more on how momo's power interact with aura

However! Some of you may say "but Op what about when turbo granny cursed him a second time? Wouldn't that means that his aura would still engulfed him??"

Worry not! Since I do have theory!

As we know, the panel I gave you are the panels in which okarun's was first cursed, having his entire balls and schlong taken. Even with turbo granny stating it clear that yes, this kid is cursed, and yes you have to face me if you want the cursed uplifted

For the second time however, it was when they (kind off) succeed with beating turbo granny, at this point they believe that okarun's fine and well, his organs are back and everything can go back to normal.

That is of course up until he realize his balls are missing.

A major difference in here are the fact that for the first time; turbo granny actually does take his organs with the intention to cursed him.

While for the second one, turbo granny have the intention to stay hidden in okarun's body, so that she could recover while still being hidden.

This is what I think majorly contributed to the fact that okarun's aura isn't engulfing him when he's cursed a second time.

The fact that turbo granny doesn't want to be found.

"Then what about when Granny's power is stuck in him??"

Well looky here;

As you witness I think it probably has the same principle as when okarun's was possessed, but of course without the direct physical changes from turbo granny.

Man, that was long!

Please reminded that this is all for fun, and I did this all by myself without any help!

And may I remind you! This series is for things I wondered/ noticed! Not just the things you might missed, but also things that makes my head spins for a looongg time!

As always, see you in my next post, and I loved to see your own spin on my take. And of course, in a respectful way that is

Welp, that's it for now! Buh byeee!

[acknowledge-reigns]

Sugar | Jey Uso x Black fem!Reader (first person pov) 18+!! SMUT!! MDNI

Description: Reader takes care of Jey after his match with Gunther.

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Dom/sub, Praise (good girl), pet names (baby, babe, babygirl), service submission, blowjob, swallowing, extremely mild angst.

My other stories can be found here

My eyes went wide the second I laid eyes on him. "Oh my gods, baby! your chest." I cried out looking at the red welps on my husband, he had to be in horrible pain. But I knew what he was feeling physically had nothing on the pain he must be feeling emotionally after having Jimmy, his own twin, cost him yet another title match.

Jey had come so close. The battle wounds on his chest showed just how much hell the ring general had put him through. I'd watched at home, in horror the entire thing and counted down the seconds until he made it home to me so I could hold him and tell him I'm proud of him.

I rushed to him, I couldn't help but feel a mix of concern and admiration.

"I'm here, Jey. I've got you," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him. "You were incredible out there, baby. You fought with all your might."

He leaned into my embrace, his breath heavy and labored. "Thanks, babygirl." He said.

As we stood there, the tension between us began to shift. I could feel his heart pounding against mine, and I knew that he needed more than just words of encouragement. He needed to know that I was there for him, that I would always be there for him, no matter what.

"Let me take care of you, Daddy." I murmured sensually, my lips brushing against his ear. "Let me show you how much I love you."

He nodded, his eyes shining with a mix of gratitude and desire as we made our way to the bedroom, He needed to feel my love and support in a more tangible way.

I began to gently massage his shoulders, kneading the tight muscles and working out the tension. He moaned softly, his head lolling forward as he surrendered to the sensation.

"That feels so good, babe," he murmured, his voice low and husky, "Such a good girl for Daddy."

I smiled to myself, pleased to see him relaxing in my arms. I continued to massage his shoulders and back, moving down to his lower back and hips.

"Turn over for me, Please Daddy," I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper. Even though I was the one taking care of him and running the show tonight I was still very submissive.

He did as I asked, his eyes meeting mine as he lay on his back.

I leaned down and pressed my lips to his, my tongue exploring his mouth in a slow and sensual dance.

As we kissed I gently traced the red welts and bruises that marred his chest and he winced.

"Shh, it's okay," I murmured, pressing soft kisses to his wounds. "I'm here for you, Daddy. I'm here to take care of you."

He moaned softly, as I continued to kiss and lick his chest. I moved down his body, my lips trailing a path of fire as I went. I could feel his heart pounding, and I knew that he was ready for more.

"Ready for the main event?" I teased.

I reached his pants, and I could see the bulge that strained against the fabric. I undid his belt, my fingers trembling with anticipation.

As I pulled down his pants, his dick sprang free, hard and ready. I wrapped my plump glossy lips around the tip, my tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh.

He moaned loudly, his hands reaching down to grip my hair. I sucked him deeper into my mouth, my throat relaxing as I took him all in.

I soon picked up my pace, my head bobbing up and down on his dick. I was determined to give him the best night of his life.

"Oh god, babe!" he cried out, his hips thrusting up as he came hard in my mouth.

I swallowed him down, my throat working as I took every drop. I pulled back, my lips glistening with his essence.

"I love you," I whispered, my eyes meeting his.

He smiled, his eyes shining with love and gratitude. "I love you too, babe. Thank you for taking care of me."

I smiled, my heart swelling with love for this amazing man.

"Anytime, baby. I'll always be here for you, no matter what." I said.

"Promise, babygirl?" Jey questioned.

"Yeet" I giggled in response.

[i-cant-sing]

I had just finished part 6 of your TT series and let me just say it was one hell of a ride for me lol but im LOVING it!! Also...Baldwin losing his first kiss to his childhood friend got me clutching my chest ACK IT HURTS! lmao but I just imagine y/n nonchalantly say "Welp there goes your first kiss" and Baldwin crying "ITS NOT A REAL KISS! THAT DOESN'T COUNT!😫"

Imagine their honeymoon bruh...

Baldwin: you know love, my kiss may be stolen but this virginity hasn't...yet 😏"

Y/n: GET OUT‼️🗣

IM SO SORRY I KNOW THIS IS CRINGE BUT I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF 😭 (Jokes aside im loving your series and im excited to continue the chapters! I dont think ive enjoyed a series this much as i used to. I'm so glad i stumbled upon your blog coz this girly was thirsty for something exciting and interesting. Hope for more people to stumble across your page as well and i hope your days go great! ❤❤)

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO HE WOULD SAY THAT LMAOOOO

[ydlmaiki]

🏈1. chapter 🏆

⚠️THIS STORY CONTAINS SEXIST COMMENTS, RACIST SLURS, VULGAR WORDS, SA MENTIONED AND ISN'T RECOMMENDED FOR PEOPLE WHO GETS EASILY OFFENDED⚠️

(hey guys! this is chapter first of my OC Norman lore, and it's about how he ended being an Normie and potential feelings for someone:3)

*beep*, *beep*, *beep*....*"that annoying noise, that annoying noise of my alarm clock that wakes me up every morning Monday till Friday will end out of the window in the pool one day, Ugh fuck this shit."*

Norman opened his eyes and immediately flinched a bit since he still felt tired and completely exhausted from everything, the school, his 'friends', teachers... just everything, finally he tabbed on his alarm with his hand as it went silent, it's loud noise finally quiet, tho he couldn't go back to sleep, he had to stand up, take on clothes and go to school like every fucking day till friday, keeping that repetitive pattern he did since he was 7, great just great, which is what he did, taking on his iconic clothes that he wore everyday until it looked dirty, it was black turtleneck, red sport hoodie which is an merch of the sport club he was part of, some blue jeans he got in a thrift store and sadly had to take contact lenses on his eyes, he would have preferred wearing classes since he looks better in them and without them he feels naked, but he gotta wear them because he would get bullied by his sport "friends" for looking like a nerd, he even decided to go brush his teeth, because he had bit of time before he had to go, the mirror reflection showed the tired 18 year old highschool boy who's ginger curly hair was an mess and it's beautiful baby blue eyes completely tired and pale like the one of a ghost, which Norman didn't paid too much attention to his own appearance as he didn't wanted to impress anyone and didn't cared how he looked like after all because and wasn't trying to impress someone, it's not like he got friends, well he has 'friends' but they're mostly just teammates at sport club because welp, if Norman wanted to play sports, he needed with people, great.

*"Great, can't believe that today I gotta play with those jerks yet again, why am I even with them? I'm anyway getting tired and bored of playing sport slowly and all that those jerks are talking about is how they want to bury their dicks in pussie of the girls at school, ugh great, as if I wasn't suffering enough"*

Norman then finally took on his Adidas backpack and went down the stairs towards the kitchen, noticing his father Ray already there making him school lunch since Norman highschool gives shit ass foods,

"Ah, good morning Norman, how did you slept my little bug?"

said Norman's dad in a warm and deep voice, Norman dad looks a lot different from him, his hair wavy and dark brown woth some grey showing his wise age, the eyes were green and showing lot's of empathy that Ray has, he also has wrinkles on his face, showing how Norman dad is in his 50 and as well as an small beard, he wore an AC!DC shirt that was outworn and some grey sweatpants.

"it's fine dad, just annoyed I have to go there"

*"Why is he asking anyway? like I would somehow feel different in this repetitive annoying ass life, like something magical would happen to change this miserable pathetic life-"*

"I know son, school is an burden to manage, but you're smart and I'm sure you will manage to make it through, even if you're burden out"

*"did my dad just confirmed that school was annoying? I mean, makes sense he has Autism just like me so school is double the hell, I sometimes can't help myself but just tiny bit smile at him, at least dad had some understanding."*

"Yeah thanks dad"

said Norman back to him, taking the basic blue lunchbox from his dad and putting it into his bag pack

Norman then finally got out of his house and walked down the road of the Eltingville, he kinda hated it here, it was small and there weren't many shops that sell some books and the only one that did were miles away and would take him an hour to get there, the only close one to Norman was that Joes Shop that he had heard of which sells comics and not proper literature book's like Kafka or Dostoyevsky or even Shakespeare which Norman was shocked by, since he thought every shop sells Shakespeare's theatre plays, but that doesn't matter now since his main mission is to get to school...

*"Welp, there I'm, back here again in this hellhole of a school between these wanna be popular alpha horny ass jocks and the girls...ugh the girls, they were the worst, some of them were whispering and chuckling about me, talking about my attraction and how strong I'm and sexy while playing basketball, Pleh, absolutely disgusting and horrendous of them to think so dirty of me, like this once an blonde girl with revealing crop top and short skirt asked me out and was even flirting with me! Ugh, I couldn't scream at her or it would ruin my reputation at the school, so I had to sadly kindly decline, tho she was completely furious and annoyed, she luckily left me alone, at least some points for me."*

Norman was walking towards his school in the road, students were around him walking towards their endless suffering of a place called school, luckily there weren't soo many people so Norman was alright with it, but he managed to sometimes get overwhelmed by the people there and the surrounding, luckily Norman make it through the group of people in the hall towards his classroom, sitting down at the complete front desk in the middle since the back was occupied by the sport ass jerks that are his 'friends', preppy girls with huge ass tits that smokes cocks and have face covered in make-up. There were other nerd and normal students, which Norman didn't paid attention to them, since they weren't interesting, expect one group of boys.

*"what do I have as the first class Anyway? oh yeah, the fucking old teacher and biology, I hate how she treats me as this nice gentleman that will be great dad and find an beautiful Wife, well new flash old hag, I'm gay and hates woman, I don't like being around women since I don't know what I should expect from them...will they touch me? drug me and lie? will they lure me and rape me? hah! I won't let that happen like last time with..."*

Norman stopped in his thoughts and sighed, he hated to think of his past when he was vulnerable and abused by the only person he had and yet...."she" broke him, how could he forgave such an gruesome act "she" did to him? he couldn't, and will never forgive for what "she" did to him and so, Norman sight and mentally prepared himself for the class and hoping that the teacher will ignore him

The bell rang as then there could be heard that familiars heels...*clack*, *clack* and *clack* that irritating sound made Norman blood frooze and roll his eyes in pure annoyance, the door opened as the nice looking old lady with glasses, short grey hair and flower dress walked in

"good morning students, I hope y'all won't interrupt this lesson, since I'm having an nice day and a good mood"

said the old teacher with the 'sweet grandma' voice that made Norman just irritated, how can she be this nice but yet still treat him like some straight troublemaker who will get himself wife? ugh, he hated those types of old people....

luckily the class was somehow manageable (it wasn't without feeling bored and annoyed) since the teacher talked about sex system, animals and that we are part of and will expect all of us to have family...expect Norman, he doesn't consider himself as some lower class who will have children and be like average husband/dad, no no, he was MORE then that, he had DREAMS, an REAL DREAMS not wanting to spend the rest of his life focusing on some random girl, fuck her and then have a child and work, no no, he was more.... better then that

making it to another class, and another, and another and another....until it was luckily lunch, an 1 hour break before another one, Norman made his way through the groups of people and sat where he usually sat, by the side with his "friends" can he even call them friends at this point? let's call them rather club members, yeah that's much better, so Norman sat with his club members of 4 boys and 3 girls, which Norman felt uncomfortable by the presence of the girl's, leaning towards the boys like leeches...

*"ugh great, they're leaning onto them like some kind of submissive bitches who are asking for it, great just great!"*

thought Norman to himself and sighed, taking sip of his thermo flask in which he had an warm wild fruit tea, his favourite and his safe drink. Norman pulled out his lunchbox from the bag, opening itbup as there was his safe food, tomato sauce with macaroni and cheese, Norman calls them "Pizza Macaroni" and they're extremely delicious. He loved his dad cooking since he always cooked such an amazing dishes that managed to make Norman happy, meltdown? spicy kung pao, Depressed? an warm cup of tea and simple toasted sandwiches with extra cheese, PTSD attack? simple soft hug and an good old egg chicken rice with spring onion! Ray was just...the best dad ever.

Norman decided to do one of his favourite activities during the lunch break, which was spectating, he doesn't know why but there's something exciting and fascinating watching people talk and just think of how their life works...

*"lets see....ah Emily is talking with her friends as usual, I hear she's talking about food and the trip she was with her parents, what's that? her boyfriend cheated on her? Oh no! how sad, too bad I don't care, let's see someone else hmm, some boys talking about the tournament, some about music bands and fashion..."*

but Norman had noticed by the side on one of the lunch table 4 boy's. Pete with the red hat who was latino-american? Norman doesn't know exactly, Josh the fat ass with glasses and greyish jacket, Jerry the quite "normal" one with an green Jumper and finally....Bill, the nerd with glasses and mustard orange flannel shirt, they're named apparently Comic Book, Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror, Role•Playing club...geez, that's a long ass name for a club, and they don't even have a short nickname! at least Norman dad back then around the same age as them was part of a club, an Czech Metal Punk Music club, and they had an good nickname CZ•PMP, Norman decided to make himself an nickname for them since he doesn't call them by that long ass name,

the CNC aka Cliché Nerd Club, a name he had created for them some time ago

Norman could notice as the four's were talking about the same stuff as alaways, some Comics and Movie reference, to actors and sometimes there was mentioned of porn, but it wasn't as intense as his Club Members, He couldn't help himself but secretly admire them from afar, how do they manage to just talk about it and not care what other things? Norman couldn't do that, he had held this sport player image since he was kid, he held once a joy by playing sports with his friends as some form of escape from reality, but sadly.... with the puppetry that happened, his club members got worse and Norman stayed the same, until his passion for sport just...vanished, now it feels like a chore then-

"Hey Norman, wanna go and mock those four again?"

*"huh what? Oh yeah, the stupid club n*gga member is talking to me again, He always has some kind of sadistic joys bullying the CNC, don't get me wrong, at first it was fun, but then he made it as some kind of repetitive routine which annoys me because like, how can be your life so boring you have to bully nerds? I'm not any better since I'm literally listening to them talking far away, but hey! this isn't about me after all*"

"Seriously Dave? don't you have like- something better to do then bullying those nerds again?"

answered Norman back in a very specific kind of a tone that screams tired and slightly bothered

"What? I mean cmon, look at those tweets, they're literally asking to be bullied"

*"same with those girls who you fucked yesterday for wearing revealing skirt just because she asked for it huh?"*

is what would Norman say if he didn't had filter and didn't thought it through what to say, but since he had reputation to hold and actually good self control of what he says, he simply shrugged his shoulders like it was just an average day and said

"Eh, I guess you have a point, but you do the whole act I will be just behind"

said Norman, great here we go again.... bullying the CNC for the thousands of time coming right up!

Dave decided to drag his other friend Mark along with him as he was white and an athletic cocky boy, he kinda hated those boys, Norman felt like a sore thumb between them, ginger with blue eyes and wearing contact lenses, greaaat, just great, today's date could NOT get any better!

as the three sport boys arrived by lunch table of the 4 nerds, they were arguing, well expect Norman since he said he will be by by the side, which is what he did and sometimes he said bit loudly at his teammates "yeah get him" or "you're right Dave/Mark" which Norman hated, he didn't wanted to be here, he wanted to go home, read some yaoi manga or Agnes and then jerk to magazines of naked men, not here standing by the side of Dave as he was insulting and arguing with the leader of the CNC, Bill Dickey, which Norman absolutely loved, not in a romantic way but funny way, this guy was entertaining, funny and had good insults sometimes (they weren't, but Norman finds them funny anyway), Heck he wasn't even shy saying full on N*gga onto Dave, this was some business, and Norman LOVED it! Bill then said something about Dave and his family in an insulting way, calling him Fatherless wanna be Jerk that secretly sucks his teammate cocks after game and something about him being slave, which Norman could not help, but let out slight snort, shit.

"the fuck you're laughing about Norman?"

said Mark disappointed and serious, shit, Norman was ruined, but luckily he had a plan as always, he can easily just lie his ass through Mark judging stare and pretend to be just like them

"Oh you know Bill will be fucking dead after he said it"

*"nailed it, now Mark will think I'm smiling because Bill will be so dead after what he said to Dave, I should get an Oscar for being an perfect manipulative liar"*

Mark rolled his eyes and nodded, falling for Norman lie as always, but Dave didn't took Bill words lightly as he decided to add some physical actions, obviously winning since he was taller and stronger but they went far as they weren't just pulling hair and punching, no, Dave started to ACTUALLY choke him to death and Bill was trying to kick Dave off, but failing, shit it's getting serious and Mark is not concerned and the other nerds were trying to pull Dave back of, but Mark was pushing them aside! can't Mark see that Dave is choking that little nerd and will probably kill him?! shit, he had to do something, he didn't wanted his favourite nerd to end up in a nursery and worse dead, digged under ground, who then will entertain Norman without his favourite nerd with a funny lastname and insulting people?

Norman decided to take actions into his own hands and help the little nerd and as well Dave from not ending up in some prison for teens, but he does it more for the nerd, he doesn't care if Dave will be in prison or not. He walked to the lunch table and picked up those plastic and iron chairs that you could flip in one and carry it easily and store them, Norman couldn't believe what he was about to do, since this was like straight up from dream's and intrusive thoughts, suddenly the chair was lifted in the sky and...

*BOOM*

Norman hit Dave onto the back and bit head with the chair as Dave shouted

"Aghhh! Fuck! you stupid ginger cunt!"

Dave shouted and immediately let go of Bill and was touching his back, letting out hisses as Mark helped Dave up on his legs up again

*"Holy shit! I can't believe it, I just hit Dave with an chair onto his back! now that's what I call an perfect move, an solid 8.5 from me! wait- I HIT DAVE?! FUCK! I'M SOOO DEAD!"*

Mark looked at Norman confused and threatening as he then scoffed and walked away with Dave back to the lunch table with the others, while Norman was still in the shock and slight fear of hitting Dave with an chair, an folding one to that.

"What the fuck just happened?"

said Josh confused and looked over at Norman who just processed to save Bill from getting choked to death. Norman looked over at the three nerds and blinked, shit he felt suddenly nervous and confused, he never felt like that much when he did something, but this was.... different somehow, suddenly Bill coughed on the floor and tried to stand up on his legs, but his arms were bit shaky to do so as Norman suddenly helped him up

*"Wait Wait... what am I doing? why am I suddenly helping the nerd up on his legs? the fuck is wrong with me? I usually don't care for people laying on the floor almost dying but him? even with few bruises and small mark left by the choking on his neck suddenly makes me wanna help him? what....why?*"

thought Norman to himself as he found this genuinely stupid and confusing, even Pete, Jerry and Josh looked confused at Norman for helping Bill up on his legs

"the fuck you're doing you jock faggot? get off me you arrogant normie"

groaned Bill out and looked at Norman confused as he was obviously beaten up, face covered in bruises and an slight forming black eye as Dave did gave him punches, his hair an mess from pulling as well as his clothes was mess and by the neck tore a bit from Dave pulling it, shit.

"Holy shit Bill...that jerk really got you man"

said Pete and Looked between Bill and Norman, no one said anything much since they all were shocked from what just happened, Norman sighed and looked over at his table at his club members and realised he was FUCKED, now they weren't staring at him like an old pal, they were staring at him like vultures, ready to jump on him and beat him to death, which made Norman just a bit scared and have an horrified expression on him

"Uhhh hey Norman right? thanks for what you did but....why did you do it? thats like....not something normies like you do"

said the meek Jerry as Norman was frozen and didn't answered, still holding Bill shoulders as Bill just gave up trying to move off Norman, No, No No...his reputation, his career his...fame! it's in ruins! now he will be seen as the disappointment of the only thing he was good at, on this school! how did he messed up so badly?! but...why did he felt bit relieved by that?!

"Hey traitor!"

shouted one of the blonde girl's who wore blue jeans and red crop top as she was walking closer to Norman, she then thrown Normans Adidas backpack at the floor, the backpack did an *squish* sound as it fell down on the floor, it was covered in some kind of white yogurt...this was the start of a war, and Norman knew there was no way out of it no matter what he did.

"Maybe next time consider what the fuck you're doing loser! and don't you dare return back between us, you traitor and now..."

the girl reached her hand for Norman to hand over his hoodie

"the hoodie, give it back now"

which Norman slightly frozen at the gesture, damn that was...shit, he was speechless and didn't knew how to react, but then he slowly took off his hoodie and handed it to the girl as she snatched it off his hand

"You're not welcomed with us Norman, go and sit with the nerd loser's now!"

with that, she chuckled and walked away with Norman's red hoodie since it was an merch of the club.... Norman was silent, devastated, terrified and scared, he should feel hate, he should feel fury towards the nerds for helping them but...he didn't, he didn't felt nothing towards them, only to himself, he felt...glad he helped them?

"Whoaw, you really saved yourself there you normie for what? for some pity and praise from us? how pathetic"

murmured Bill at Norman as he didn't answered immediately, instead he turned at Bill and looked... shocked and glad, why? even Norman doesn't know, but one thing is for sure, he doesn't have to hang out with his ex-club members anymore, but now he has to protect himself from potential bullying from his ex-club members

and so, Norman swallowed and said:

"I don't know, I....I genuinely don't know exactly why I just did that"

explained Norman shocked and looked over at Bill who was somehow still standing and breathing bit harshly from the fight

"but.... maybe go to nursery man"

he said bit worried as well as glad sort of tone and looked down at his bag that had yogurt on it, great, that's well, great. Norman then took his bag by the sleeve and raised it up in his arm like an lady carrying her purse carefully not to get dirty by the yogurt and then proceeded to just walk away like it was an average Thursday.

another two classes were over as Norman walked home with the bag dragging it down, Luckily he managed to get rid of the yogurt during an break but it was still bit dirty and smelled badly, so he would have to clean it in a washer or by hand, but Norman was too overwhelmed and didn't had time to clean it by hand and so, as he arrived home he pulled out all the stuff and put the bag in the washer and turned it on, his dad told him how to do dishes and different kind of house chores, so he had an idea how to manage washer easily

*"Ugh, I can't believe I just hit Dave in the back with the chair, what did I thought would have happened huh? that they won't get mad at me and will accept me back with open arms like nothing happened? bullshit, you're not in a fairytale Norman, this is reality and now everyone will be an dickhead towards you*"

are thoughts that ran in Norman head as he cleaned his school notebooks and pencil case in His wardrobe where he stores school stuff

Norman room was bit of a mess and like an dumpster, clothes on the floor, old TV by the bed on a pile of boxes, old wooden drawers, bed, bookcase as well as table as he had an alright computer as well as blue poor punching bag by the corner.

His room wasn't something out of disney shows, more like the room of your average teenage boy who's into sports and classic literature

Norman sat down on the bed and let out sigh, he felt absolutely overwhelmed and devastated, but then someone knocked on his door, and he knew it was only one person:

"Linda, what do you want?"

Linda was Norman older sister by 5 years as she was 23 unemployed woman who still lived with her dad and uncle Because she couldn't find an useful house or apartment that she wanted to live in.

The door opened as the tall woman leaned against the doorframe with a smirk, her dirty blonde hair short in a some sort of short wolfcut and her green eyes glazing in mischief.

She wore an marvel thrift shirt and some black shorts, her legs and arms unshaven since she doesn't care for hygiene and thinks that woman who shave are scared to embrace their feminity

"Well hello there little leach, I noticed you put something in the washing machine, did you got in another fight and ended with dirty boxers?"

she laughed at the joke and Norman sighed

"No I didn't, I just got kicked out of the sport club, so they got my school bag dirty"

Linda was shocked and blinked

"what?! you got kicked out? my little brother who cared about his fame of being the perfect sport guy? that's not the Norman I know"

she said confused, she was right, Norman had an dream of becoming famous sport player, but now...he didn't want it anymore

"why did they kicked you out anyway?"

she asked and walked inside the teenage room and closed the door shut with her leg

"Ugh, none of your business sissy"

answered Norman bit irritated as Linda chuckled

"oh cmon Lil bro, no need to be pissy, just tell me ty kokote/(you dickhead), why your british ginger cunt got kicked out?"

she said and walked over to him with her hands in her shorts and sat down next to him, well, maybe Norman should say the reason why after all, Linda was the only woman he trusted to tell her everything since she's his siste.

"Well....Dave was choking one of the nerds, Bill Dickey, May have heard of him and so....I punched Dave's back with an chair"

said Norman tired as Linda Chuckled at the true reason for him getting kicked out

"Hah! no way, really? for an nerd? I meaaaan, kinda makes sense since you're nerd yourself, but really? Dickey? isn't that the boy you told me was stubborn and ignorant?"

Norman sighed at Linda words and stood up from the bed

"Yes Yes it is him, I know I shouldn't had done it now but- I don't know why I did it back then, I mean, I should have enjoyed him getting choked and I'm sure Dave would have stopped some time and wouldn't had actually choked Bill to death."

said Norman and let out sigh, his hand through his hair

"it's just....I don't know Linda, I don't know what's happening to me, every time I look at him I just, have this weird feeling, like I'm hungry and have an fever and that I would like to know his mindset even more."

he explained confused and looked at Linda as he noticed she was smirking, an smirk that spoke she knew exactly what Norman was going through, which kinda irritated him

"what? tell me Linda, what the fuck is wrong with me since you're making that stupid smirk"

said Norman and crossed his arms around his chest, as his older sister chuckled and stood up

"Norman Goldstein, you my little brother, you are what's called being in LoOooove"

she said and chuckled, walking around the rooom with her arms behind her

*"No that can't be, that can't be possible, am I... really in love with him? that- that's an bullshit! wake up Norman Goldstein! this isn't you, in love with Bill Dickey?, that's absurd and impossible! just because he is entertaining to listen to, has some genuinely good interests, is an huge ignorant asshole, bad but funny curses and is somewhat good looking fella doesn't mean I'm.... oh god*"

Norman suddenly realised it, he is in love with him, maybe not fully but there is slight interest...he realised he always looked at him longer than on the other nerds, always feeling slight interest and wishing to know his psychology and personality more and now, he even imagined kis-

*"No, No and NO! I- I can't be, that's impossible, absolutely impossible, He's an Homophobic asshole, there's no WAY I have some kind of chance with him, we have nothing much in common! well, I did wanted to start reading comics since it's an form of litera- oh shut up you stupid horny ass brain!"*

"Uhhhhh, my ginger rat is having an boy crush~"

teased Linda as Norman was having arguments in his head, he groaned at Linda teasing words and hiw she could read him so

"Oh shut up you stupid blonde cunt! I'm not in love with him, he's- not my type, and he wouldn't liked me even a bit"

said Norman and sighed as Linda just chuckled

"cmon Norman, I'm sure that little Dickey heart got some weakness for a ginger dickhead like you, I mean look at you! who wouldn't love you right? especially another nerd and besides, he is your type, you literally told me you have things for nerds like yourself"

*"fuck she's right, ugh why did that one time when we went camping with dad and uncle, I told her my type!? fuck, she's not entirely wrong tho, Bill Dickey is indeed Norman type in a man, brown hair, nerd, vulgar, funny..."*

"you know what sis? sure I might love him, I might have a crush on him, but what's your idea of asking him out huh? tell me then"

he said teasingly as he expected her to have no idea, which to his suprise, she smirked and began to explain:

"well firstly you boys are so easy to please, just buy an lightsaber or lego and boom! you will be happy for full years, next definitely buy him something he enjoy, something that he loves, you said some Star wars or marvel long time ago right? buy him that, especially action figures, you boys absolutely love that kind of shit, and then just process to speak some handsome words that your British mouth will say and watch that nerd boy jump into your arms and right into your bed"

finished Linda explaining as Norman blinked and swallowed, he didn't expected her to actually give some valid explanation, especially from lesbian huh, maybe they do know how to approach people after all

"okay....I guess that's how it works, but how do I start conversation with him?"

asked Norman as Linda thought of it

"Well that's bit complicated, it depends if he's neurotipical nerd or neurodivergent nerd, even tho they sound similar, there's a big difference between them, tell me Norman, do you think he's moooore normal weird or weird weird?"

*"is she seriously asking me if Bill is neurotipical or neurodivergent? I don't know him that yet to base him off, sure he does has some kind of Antisocial symptoms, but those could be just anger issues and low empathy, but who knows? I can't judge him too well, but if I had to guess then..."*

"I believe in-between, leaning more to neurotipical"

answered Norman confused as he had no idea how that would help in a bit, Linda made an shaken disgusted face, meaning it was really bad

"Uhhhh, that's not good, that's even more harder for you, but I think the best way to start conversation with him is by some accident, accidentally trip over him, be on a comic con like him, somehow a project that will make you two work together, I don't know"

explained Linda and shrugged her shoulders as she had no idea how to help Norman to become closer with Bill and potentially asking him out. Great that's amazing for Norman. He let out groan and pinched his nose bridge

"great, do you seriously think I will somehow do those things by sheer luck or something? because ain't no way one of those will happen to me"

murmured Norman annoyed as Linda just chuckled and brushed her hand through Norman hair

"give it time Norman, hey maybe the world will be kind enough and give you some opportunity to talk to him more, who knows"

which that out of the way, Linda walked out of Norman room and didn't closed after her, which Norman found very annoying of her to do and so, he got the door and closed the door, letting out an tired sigh as he was thinking about it

should he really start talking with Bill Dickey more? does he have a crush on him and could potentially ask him out? who knows, only the world shall tell if Norman will be lucky, or his life will be miserable.

[bloggingboutburgers]

Consider me one of your younger followers who's still trying to figure out their aroace-ness.

How do i really know im aroace when i dont even know how love is supposed to feel like? Sometimes, i think i like a few ppl just a little bit. I have seen myself turn a little gay for some women. (Idk if there's a better way to say it) and feel jealous of other women having partners(mostly male partners)

I do relate to being aroace. But sometimes these doubts come up.

Am i really aroace? Or it it just a phase of mine?

P.S I love your comics🤍

Sorry for the late reply! TwT

I'll be honest, from personal experience... I don't know how love is supposed to feel like either. I thought maybe I felt it in the past but it never got remotely close to things that are described ad nauseam to us in media and popular culture. I never got it. The biggest emotional high I ever got was making sincere friends or feeling connected to my family or accomplished with art. So I came to the conclusion that I'm aro. I don't think a gay person ever understood what it feels like to be attracted to someone of the opposite gender either, so... That's my reasoning for it I guess. I'm aro SO I can't be expected to understand romance. That's kind of the point in my head. And even then, aromanticism is a broad spectrum, so it's very possible it's full of people whose understanding and feeling of romance varies or may even fluctuate.

So to be honest, if you feel that "aroace" defines you properly, and because it's a pretty wide spectrum, I'd say that yes, you really are, and no, it's not a phase, and heck, even if that understanding of yourself came to change for a different orientation in the future, that's OK too. What matters is that you feel happy with yourself.

...I'll also add tbh that being aro and ace is kind of a losing deal cus even within LGBTQ+ spaces you're gonna be invisibilised and othered, so... I doubt you'd be calling yourself "aroace" just to be temporarily cool or whatever. It was never perceived as cool or a good thing by society at large. It's a battle one doesn't pick. If throughout all of that invisibilization, allosexual and alloromantic-spamming and looking-down-upon you still managed to come to the conclusion that it's a good definition for you, I'd say that's pretty telling. I dunno.

On one last note, I'm not sure if the jealousy you feel of other women having partners is directed towards the women because they have partners, or towards the partners because they're with these specific women, but if it's the former at the very very least, I don't think it's incompatible with being aro. Again, society spams us so much with the idea that having a steady romantic partner is the only way you won't end up alone in the world, that it's hard not to be scared of being lonely when we have that identity sometimes. And the alternative sounds so much easier, even if we couldn't get it the exact same way most people do unless we forced ourselves to act in a way that's not "us" deep inside.

...Welp, that's my feelings on it at least, but yeah, the asexual and aromantic spectrums are so wide in the experiences they cover that I couldn't hope to cover everyone's experience within them. I just hope that this helped you feel a little more confident about it. With the way society is, it's made very hard for us not to doubt ourselves sometimes, but I don't feel we deserve to doubt ourselves that much.

I dunno. That's how I feel about it at least. I hope that helps TwT

(Also thank you so much for the kind words!!)

[kgirlgroup-stan]

Student Council

Fluff, Gn reader

Seulgi POV

I have been student council president for quite some time and people usually listen to me the first time I tell them to either go to class, or do something.

Today, I was roaming the halls looking for students that were supposed to be in class, when I spotted a certain someone I've been having my eyes on.

Y/N POV

I was peaceful thinking while walking to the nearest vending machine when I heard a voice calling me, I couldn't help but smile.

"Y/N, what are you doing out of class?" a beautiful lady called to me.

"Oh, nothing just though, you know, I'd skip class." I smirked turning and meeting her gaze.

"Well, you should go to class." she said crossing her arms.

"Give me one good reason." I said coming closer until we were inches apart.

"W-what are you doing." she backed up until she hit a locker.

"Me. Nothing. Absolutely nothing." I said pinning her against the locker.

"W-we are going to g-get caught, y/n, back up" she blushed looking down, putting her hands on my chest.

"Get caught doing what? We are not doing nothing, at least not yet." I smiled lifting her head.

Then we heard voices coming down the hall. When she suddenly grabbed me and shoved us into the nearest room. Which turns out to be a cramped janitors closet.

"SHH, be quiet." she said, as we heard the voices fade away.

"Okay lets get out." she tried to open the door but it wouldnt budge.

"W-why won't it open?" she struggled.

"Let me try." I said, but to no use.

Then we made eye contact. I swear even with very little light that we had I saw her blush.

"W-well back up your to close" she said pushing my chest back.

"You say that like there is room in here." I said.

"Can you call someone to come and get us?" she sighed.

"Um, my phone is dead." I said

"Great" she sighed again.

"Well, where is yours" i asked

"In the classroom inside my backpack, I don't carry it around during school." she said.

"Righttt, Miss goodie two shoes." I teased.

"I'm not!" she pouted.

Cute.

"Tell me one bad you have done." I asked.

"i have... um... uh well i guess one time my parents said I had to go to bed at 8:00 but I slept at 9:00 because I was studying." she said.

"Are you serious?" i looked at her in disbelief.

"What?" she said

"thats all, that is not even bad. You know what let me show you how to have fun and let loose a little." I said.

"Why should I?" she said, blushing.

"because this is the first time we have spoken properly and I haven't introduced myself to you properly, so I have no idea why you know my name." I said leaning in, while whispering.

"T-thats because your always getting in trouble." she stuttered.

"Sure, something tells me, that you have a little crush on me." I caressed her cheek.

"y-your crazy, w-why would I like s-someone like you" she said blushing very hard.

"Then tell me why you are not moving away." I said moving closer.

She didn't respond making me smile as I kissed her softly. She quickly responded, kissing back.

"So about that date" I stated.

"D-date" she stuttered.

"yeah, a date" I said, smirking

"S-sure" she said leaning against my chest, hiding her blushing face.

I giggled as I opened the door.

"WHAT?! it was open the entire time?!," she said.

"Yeah, I just wanted to see how far this would go." I said laughing.

She blushed as the bell rang.

"Welp got to go to class, my free time is up." I smiled.

"T-that was your free time." she said confused.

"Yep, so I wasn't skipping anything, but I do got to go. Here is my number. Don't forget to text me, so we can plan for our date." I said before kissing her goodbye.

"Okay, b-bye y/n" she smiled, while blushing.

[defira85]

GOD okay so some feedback on my predictions for romances based on the first twelve hours

BELLARA FEELING HAUNTED BY HER BROTHER'S DEATH??? When Kas is haunted by the fact that Vaaran left the Qun for her, to save her, and now Vaaran is dying from the Calling because she joined the Wardens for her, oh my god, I couldn't have WRITTEN BETTER MYSELF. Two bubbly mages HAUNTED TOGETHER

Dhraoibhan and Davrin. Hmm. He's got a much more gym bro vibe than I was expecting. It might work? Not sure so far if it'll work

Emmrich I've only just gotten, but he seems brighter and more enthusiastic than I thought he might, will have to see if that will work with Vaaran? I want him to feel more angst about her imminent death, I know I won't get that in the game and I'd have to write it myself, but hmm. Hmmmmmmmm.

NEVE AND HEDY. Oh boy. I think they'd work excellently together but. The Virmire Choice. People who have gotten far enough know what I mean, and the rest of you will recognise it immediately once it happens. I just... I'm struggling to find a way to justify picking Neve's path in ANY playthrough, let alone Hedy's playthrough which is all about helping the little guys because she's ex Casteless (Captain Brand, she literally wears it as a badge of pride). And I'd heard if you didn't pick Neve there it locks you out of the romance. FUCK. I don't know. I have to do some soul-searching

Harding and Luci is going to work just fine I think. Nothing huge about it

I'm thoroughly disappointed with Lucanis so far, you can absolutely tell they fired Mary Kirby 2 years before the game dropped because his writing is just so... flat. He's such a weird edgelord. On paper you'd think he'd be my favourite but jesus. Anyway I'll romance him with my bloodmage cousin of Hawke and ruin his life and I'll have fun where she can fully see Spite the whole time and pretends she can't to soothe his ego

Taash I don't feel like I've gotten to know well enough to know yet but I think she's fine for Nomi. We'll see once I get to know her more.

I think Beren is going to end up with Solas FUCK

Harding said that one line about "maybe you'll be the one to teach him how to see the world differently" or whatever it was and I was like WELP

[twistedprince]

Shark Bait (Dorian) and Obey Me! Shall We Date spoilers !!

Mkay ik the Shark Bait fandom is smoll (iz a game on an app called Dorian) but at the same time...

I kinda wanna make a Shark Bait x Obey Me fic

Like MC going through all the Shark Bait stuff n then going through all the obey me stuff

Lmfao just imagine lesson 16 n MC comes back and like-

MC: "This is my second time dying. Why have the gods put this upon me. At least last time it was for a good reason!"

Everyone else: "Wtf-"

And like MC first getting there be like

Diavolo: "You'll be staying at the House of Lamination so they can protect you and because you have no magic."

MC: "Dude, i was scarified to a narcissistic god, found out i have this thing called "ocean eyes" that make ocean deities horny, brought back to life by POSEIDON HIMSELF, had to give blood to lift the narcissistic god's curse, had to deal with a sadistic doctor who gave me a lust crest, i got attacked, a mage gave me a potion, i got unbelievable horny, shit doctor gave me potions to help, i made the mating season start earlier, had to take care of that, the narcissistic god trying to woo me, lifted his cursed, got kidnapped by an obsessive orca king who thought i was his love from years ago cuz i'm also blessed by Poseidon, three days later my shiver came to help, their was fighting, peace happened, i went back with my shiver, narcissistic god went to Olympus, i was chosen to lead the sharks while he was gone, and then nothing super crazy happened after that. But still- i have some magic and i have shark deities to handle."

Everyone: "..."

Lucifer: "Do you have any magic to defend yourself with?"

MC: "...Gimme a sword and i can defend myself."

Asmo: "Was the god successful at wooing you?"

MC: "Erm, i can't answer that."

But like yeah i just think it'd be fun. OH AND MC AND SOLOMON MEETING-

Solomon: "You know, you should really be more careful. The only reason more demons aren't trying to eat you is because they'd get in trouble."

MC: "Ehhh, i think it's because of my rune."

Solomon: "You're what?-"

MC: *Pulls out rune.* "My rune?"

Solomon: "...How did you get that?"

MC: "I waa given it."

Solomon: "I haven't seen a rune like that in ages. I thought you couldn't find then anymore.."

MC: "Oh.. Welp."

Solomon: "Interesting.. Who gave it to you?"

MC: "Some friends of mine."

Solomon: "Hmm.. Where did they get it?"

MC: "I dunno."

Solomon: "Well then, would you like to have lunch with me?"

MC: "Sure."

*During lunch*

Solomon: "...Really???"

MC: "Yup!"

Solomon: "So.. You're immortal and the leader of a bunch of shark deities?"

MC: "Yup!"

Solomon: "And you're friends with gods?"

MC: "More or less."

Solomon: "Ha.."

I feel like Solo was OOC there but eh whatevs- but still i just really think it'd be funny if that happened- OH OH OH AND WHAT IF WHEN MC N SOLO ARE VISITING THE CELESTIAL REALM THEY RUN INTO THE PREVIOUS OCEAN EYED HUMAN THAT STRYKER LOVED

Oms everytime i think of this idea i was think of MC meeting the other ocean eyed person. And everytime i make the previous one their great great great great great (idk how many greats) grandparent. Or ancestor idk the difference. But that'd mean the previous ocean eyed human had siblings so ye.

But yeah idk i just wanna make this idea even tho i have like 3 (maybe 4) other fics i need work on SOOOOOOOOOOO-

Yeah i need motivation n energy... Siiigh...

And i always delete my writing so erm yurrr

But anygays sorry for rambling/OOC stuff/grammer mistakes

BUT if i did write this depending if anyone were to read it- i may make MC an actual somewhat god🤭 maybe idrk, i'd have to do research to see if that's even POSSIBLE hahaaa but ya know-

And if it was then i'd make MC have to fight an ocean monster (cuz they're blessed by Poseidon so i'd have them be more connected to water n things) and kill it but MC actually does the secret option and tames it.

Uh yeah sry am rambling more-

BUT YEAH IDK HOW TO END THIS TAKES FOR READING HAVE NICE DAY/NIGHT/WHATEVER