#whenever she does something incredibly stupid.

[stromuprisahat]

Siege and Storm- Chapter 17 (Leigh Bardugo)

If Alina's truly worried for Grishenka, this is the most idiotic move possible.

Name one (1) place connected to Alina, a place she won't stop clinging to, the only place she knows... hmmm... I wonder, where she might send those kids...

[emily-mooon]

Scott Pilgrim Characters as Text Posts but they’re mostly of Stacey and Neil cause I’m obsessed with them :]

[nonsensechemicals]

crying whenever i talk about Cookie9 because all my friends have these interesting and unique theories on them while i take everything too literally and they all just stare at me like “dude… uuugh we r TIRED” <-they dont actually say this they are very kind to me but i can Feel It

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

girl dads!

ft; reo, barou (bllk), osamu (hq!!!), sanji (op), kurapika (hxh)

girl dad!reo, who is always giving his beloved little princess anything she wants. does she want to have pasta for dinner tonight? say no more, he's calling the most authentic restaurant from italy to ship their most delicious and high quality dish at the fastest that they can. does she want to go to an amusement park? of course, he'll rent out the largest amusement park in tokyo, and he'll even buy it if she especially enjoys it. you're always scolding him, saying that he's coddling her too much, but reo just laughs it off every damn time. after all, how is he supposed to deny his lovely baby daughter, who resembles her beautiful mother so much? both of you are his pride and joy, after all.

girl dad!barou, who is both the breadwinner and the housewife of the family. he can't believe it; it's like taking care of his younger sisters and pregnant mother all over again. both of his daughters cling to him every day, and barou eventually begrudgingly accepts his fate. reading them stories every night, cooking for them, teaching them how to do their homework, teaching them how to clean, cleaning for them, taking them out shopping, feeding them, and attempting to talk to them as gently as he possibly can. he admits that he might be just a little bit protective of them, especially considering how many veins pop out whenever he sees them at elementary school, being a little too close with a little boy nearby.

girl dad!osamu, who is already teaching his little girl how to make the best onigiri. at age 4, she already seems to be an incredible fit to take over onigiri miya when you and osamu are both going to retire in decades. every night, no matter how grueling business was that day, osamu always makes sure to spend time with his daughter, whether it's feeding her or reading her a story or telling her about a new recipe of his. when she has a nightmare, she climbs into your and osamu's bed on osamu's side, clinging to him in her sleep. whenever she gets a good score, she always shows osamu first. you're definitely a little jealous, but you can't help but feel warm and happy at the same time.

girl dad!sanji, who would never dare raise his voice or hand against his sweet daughter. he truly adores her more than anything else--aside from you, his beloved wife, of. always hoisting his daughter's small, chubby body over his shoulders while teaching her how to cook, always showing her different moves for her to defend herself against creeps, always refusing to smoke around her to protect “her precious lungs” (quoted directly from sanji), always clashing with zoro whenever he says something even slightly harsh to sanji's daughter, always protecting her from everyone and everything. you say that he pampers her too much, but he just grins and tells you that it's fine.

girl dad!kurapika, who refuses to believe that his daughter could ever do any wrong. his arms are crossed at the principal's office, his small daughter seated next to him. apparently, she had punched a kid for making fun of her; kurapika thinks it's ridiculous. if the kid didn't want a consequence, then he shouldn't have made fun of her in the first place. kurapika is a busy man, running the nostrade family's mafia, he doesn't have time for some idiotic fools who only look at things one-sidedly, especially on a side against his daughter. he snappily tells the principal some snappy remarks before taking his daughter's hand and leaving, telling her that she did nothing wrong and that the school is just stupid.

a/n: i wanted to include kurama from yu yu hakusho so bad, but like no one knows yu yu hakusho these days😢

[catssluvr]

dating adult van palmer headcanons <3

ᝰ.ᐟ Movie nights are the most common, watching mostly 90’s movies as you lay on the couch with a huge bowl of popcorn.

ᝰ.ᐟ The type of girlfriend to drive you around whenever you need, picks you from work or college and drops you off at wherever you need to go. Your car will be very much unused.

ᝰ.ᐟ Best thing about her driving is for sure getting to see her reach behind your seat to reverse, her arm flexing and giving you the perfect view.

ᝰ.ᐟ Loves it when you hang with her at the store while she's working, helping with organising tapes and giggling at the stupid jokes she makes.

ᝰ.ᐟ Incredibly flirty, even later into the relationship. Always making quips about wanting to get into your pants.

ᝰ.ᐟ Calls you 'babe' or a nickname of yours on a basis, never using your actual name to refer to you. Always calls you her 'lady' when talking to other people and has definitely let 'wife' slip at some point.

ᝰ.ᐟ You both like to lay in bed at night and watch the stupidest videos on your phone while giggling way too loudly for the time that it is.

ᝰ.ᐟ Lays with you on her chest, her fingers tracing shapes on your back while her breath fans your cheeks and eyelids in a shooting way.

ᝰ.ᐟ Is not amazing at cooking but actually makes some pretty decent pasta recipes and will cook them for you when she's feeling extra romantic.

ᝰ.ᐟ Van smells like pine and apple cider. This because her favourite soap and body oil smell like those and she applies them religiously after every shower.

ᝰ.ᐟ Loves to watch the corniest reality shows with you until late and gets super pissed when someone does something she doesn't like.

"now, why would you do that?!"

ᝰ.ᐟ Texts you randomly throughout the day to send memes or ask random stuff like where the cat food is. Never says anything serious via text, prefers calling for that.

ᝰ.ᐟ A master at boardgames, is sooo competitive and gets cocky as hell when she wins. Will be snacking on peanuts with a beer in hand the whole time like a full on dad.

ᝰ.ᐟ So protective of you, will literally call out anyone that looks at you weird or says anything that sounds slightly off.

ᝰ.ᐟ Is not normally jealous, she defininetly trusts you and your intentions. What she doesn't trust is other people, and if anyone gets too close she's for sure approaching you to put an arm around your waist and introduce herself.

ᝰ.ᐟ All smiley when you walk into a room, type of person the be looking for you in any crowd.

ᝰ.ᐟ You are her absolute lifeline and she will refuse to ever imagine a life without you in it. For sure intends to make you her wife someday and if you also want to, have kids.

ᝰ.ᐟ Making out in the storing room of her store even though no one would ever possibly walk in cause she claims it adds up.

"it's literally your store, van."

"you just don't get it, it's for the thrill :(“

ᝰ.ᐟ Van will have you against the wall while her hands travel freely, kissing from your mouth to your neck. Not exactly with second intentions, is a fan of just making out without wanting anything else.

slightly spicy ahead!

ᝰ.ᐟ Van is definitely a giver™!!

ᝰ.ᐟ Loves when making out with you sitting on her lap, her hands planted firmly on your waist as she guides your every movement. They’ll slide down to squeeze your thighs every once in a while in a teasing way.

ᝰ.ᐟ So freaking vocal and talkative and likes to hear your voice too, not giving you what you want until you give her an answer. Her hoarse voice just adds to the butterflies erupting in your stomach every time (even tho she gives you ‘more than just some butterflies’).

ᝰ.ᐟ Munch. Munch. Munch. Nothing else to add.

[teddybeartoji]

in my head shiu has a wife and a little daughter and they both absolutely ADORE toji. the kid always greets him with a big grin and a hug whenever he comes over and toji always brings her something sweet – he scoops her up into his arms while letting her talk his ears off about whatever she's into at the moment and he fucking loves it. he's nodding along and asking stupid questions to make her laugh while getting comfortable.

he's always more than welcome at their place. always. it is like a second home for him in a way. and the wife really does care for him – toji has been there for both her and shiu when they've had their ups and downs, he's always ready to help them out with whatever they might need, he's ready to do errands whenever shiu has to go out of town for work and he's always ready to babysit the kid.

because they're the only family he's got.

the kid makes him cards for every occasion and holiday and toji keeps them all in a very special drawer. the wife makes sure to gift him something nice for his birthday and for christmas, no matter how much he tries to tell her that it isn't necessary, that she should just buy something for the girl instead. but she always does it anyway and toji appreciates it more than she could ever imagine.

despite looking all big and tough, he will always play whatever games the kid wants to play – he will sit down behind the miniature table and he will drink the imaginary tea like it's his job. he lets her use him like a jungle gym and he will take pride in the little bursts of laughter that spill from her whenever he picks her up and places her on his shoulder. when the wife manages to snap a few candid picture of the two of them together, she always sends them to him without him having to ask. toji doesn't really thank her for it, but she knows.

the kid feels so safe with him and it's the sweetest sight. you couldn't possibly count all the times she has fallen asleep in his arms while resting her head on his shoulder when he's not even trying to put her to sleep or anything. it's cute.

whenever they have dinners or barbecues together, toji is quick to help with everything. he picks up the groceries and he chops up the vegetables and he 'scolds' the kid when she steals a few carrots from his cutting board. him and shiu will always bicker over the meat like an old married couple and the wife finds it so amusing. the friendship the two men have makes her incredibly happy, she's so grateful that shiu has somebody like toji in his life.

they're all always there for him, even when he claims that nothing is wrong. they invite him over to eat with them because they know he might not do so properly at home by himself and when they notice the bags under his eyes grow a little darker, they make sure to invite him over even more. they care for him, they love him. they consider toji to be a part of the family, too.

[b14augrana]

The End Of The World

Alexia isn’t well post-breakup

Alexia Putellas x reader

masterlist

Warnings: angst, mutual breakup, yearning and heartbroken alexia, no happy ending

A/N: listen to the song for max effect! ‘right where you left me’ is another good one that fits this story. this is only a short fic, but i hope you enjoy :)

You and Alexia breaking up was for the best. She knows that.

Her career is demanding, and you just weren’t willing to pursue that lifestyle yet; it was glamorous, being the girlfriend of a professional footballer, but it also meant there were rarely any opportunities to spend quality time with her and that wasn’t the relationship you wanted. She understands that.

So why does it hurt worse than ending on bad terms? Actually, that’s a stupid question. Alexia knows why it hurts. If she had a reason to hate you, it would be easier to move on, but she cannot think of a single thing worth hating you for.

That’s what she hates the most — the lack of cruelty, toxicity, infidelity behind the breakup. There isn’t a single proper reason for her to stop yearning for you.

The first week after the breakup, she finds herself seeking out any signs of you wherever she could. It hurts, and she doesn’t have an excuse or a reason. She swore that your perfume lingered in the air, following her, taunting her. Whenever someone walks past, she notices; everyone smells like oranges, earth, and incense. Everyone smells like you.

On every street, there is something of yours. A mural you posed in front of for a photo, a flower bush you once pointed out on a walk because the budding flora stood out to you, a restaurant you introduced Alexia to without knowing it would quickly become her favourite. She sees apparitions of you in places that you would’ve been in right now, if you were still here. Still with her. Still part of her life.

Everything seems pointless and from the moment you declare the love story of her life to be over, Alexia thinks that everything should cease to exist. Why does the sun shine through the gaps in her curtains, when you aren’t laying beside her in the mornings to compliment it? Why does her heart continue to beat, when it cannot be listened to on sleepless nights, with your head on her chest?

Nobody works up the courage to ask her what’s wrong when she walks into the gym with dull under eyes and little to no energy in her movements. Alexia’s signature enthusiasm to be in the gym and improving herself is gone, and her teammates only look on with inconclusive questions as to why their captain is so… different. She watches them go on with their lives like nothing ever happened, and she’s so offended and bitter. They’re completely unaware that the end is here, at least for Alexia. The world has been at its inevitable end for longer than they know — the world ended when you stopped loving her.

Alexia isn’t one for letters, so it’s incredible that she finds herself sitting at her dining table, hunched over at an ungodly hour, scrawling words in her best handwriting onto a piece of paper.

She seals it in an envelope, running her thumb along the smooth surface for a second. She still knows your address by heart, and despite your house being much like a prison for her in terms of trying to avoid it at all costs, she finds herself navigating streets and turning corners to end up there.

Alexia passes a bookstore, and in the short moment she stands in front of it, she recalls standing in between aisles with you while you chose a book to buy. Clothing shops line the roads, and she can point out shirts in their windows that you own. A restaurant sits on the corner of the street, and she can point out the table you two had eaten breakfast, lunch, and dinner at…

But she can point something else out — you.

You’re there, in the window, sitting at the table in the same seat you always chose. It makes her wonder if those memories were lost on you. Magazine in one hand, tea in the other. She knows it’s tea, because you hate coffee.

Alexia becomes acutely aware of the letter in her hand, and her plans have changed.

When a waitress comes up to your table with a little white envelope in hand, explaining that someone had just come into the restaurant and asked her to give it to you, you’re confused. When you unfold the letter and read it, whatever you’re feeling is inexplicable.

‘Mi querido,

I probably shouldn’t be calling you ‘mi querido’, or writing this letter in the first place, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to live with myself if I don’t tell you how much I love you one more time. I cannot imagine a life where being happy and being without you are able to coexist. If I knew that my career would’ve been the end of us, I would’ve traded my first love for my forever love, in a heartbeat.

Sincerely yours…

Your head lifts and you crane to look out of the window. Streaks of blonde hair disappear down the street, further than you can see from your seat.

…Alexia.’

[scissorcentral]

Abby with a reader who's just •_• bug eyed and silent lmao, very oblivious to everything, always in their own world, but very endearing and sweet to abs <3

Abby with a more silent reader-

warnings- (there aren't really i don't think)

-Abby literally thinks you are the most adorable human being ever. Whenever you space out during group discussions, she literally can't help but laugh to herself before slinging her arm around you and holding you against her until you come back to reality (because of course you're always directly next to her).

-If anyone tries to make little jokes or tease you about your speaking habits or anything about you, she will shut them up so fast you literally won't even have time to notice. It gets a point where nobody even thinks about trying because Abby will either clap back, aiming to destroy their ego, or give them the most insane death glare. Like the type of look that could kill, and it probably could if she tried hard enough.

-You can't help but mess with her fingers and drift off sometimes and she literally will have like hearts in her eyes as she watches you. You're completely silent just running your fingers all over her hands and she will just watch in awe with a soft blush on her cheeks. She's literally enamored by you and whatever you do.

-Whenever you are out on patrol together, she ALWAYS makes sure to keep an eye on you no matter what. She knows you can get a little off track, your mind sometimes wandering causing you to wander a bit to. After her dad's death she refuses to lose you so she makes sure to never let you out of her sight as long as she can help it.

-Sometimes you guys will sneak off and find a building with an accessible roof and you will just sit for hours. Sometimes you guys won't even speak, and other times Abby will talk for the entire time as you listen to every word she says. Sometimes its rant and other times it's some stupid store that sends you both into a fit of giggles. Her main goal is always getting some laughs out of you which she always does, rant or not. She lives for the sound of your laughter.

-Her dream is to be able to see the world through your eyes. How you are able to get through most of your days without talking or talking so little. How you can be so oblivious to things but also so insightful to other things. She is so obsessed with you and how you go about your life. She wishes she could know what it's like, but even though she really can't she does everything in her power to understand you.

-Before you guys got together, Abby had been literally in love with you, but you never noticed her advances. She would get so angry, like screaming into her pillow angry. It would make her so embarrassed how pathetic she'd get but she still continued to try. Eventually you caught on after she had to be so extremely blunt. Now the whole thing is something she just teases you about, but your obliviousness is something she has grown to completely love. It's so cute to her now(it wasn't cute when she was putting her reputation on the line with her extremely obvious advances(well obvious to everyone but you))

-If you ever get lost in your head she's always there to try and ease you out. It becomes a thing she is really good at. Holding you close to her, her thumbs rubbing softly over your skin, light kisses on your temple. It's sweet and something you become incredibly grateful for. You will always show your appreciation by leaving a new coin on her nightstand that you had secretly found on a patrol.

-Abby makes it her fucking mission to see you smile. Whatever she has to do she will do (which can be a little concerning). She thinks your smile is the cutest thing in the world and would literally die to see it once more.

-If anyone in the stadium says legit one negative word about you, she will lose it. Nobody is allowed to talk bad about you. Ever. She is so extremely protective of you. You're her everything. She knows you aren't classified as a "completely normal person" by everyone's else's standards but that's why she loves you so much. The way your eyes will glaze over slightly when you space out, the way you'll just stare at people when they send you a backhanded compliment, and the way she's the only person who gets to hear you speak and even then, it's usually quiet whispers. You've got her completely whipped. You got the Abby Anderson completely and utterly whipped.

notes- Hi. I am actually horrified to post this as I haven't written and posted on Tumblr in multiple years so it's weird to be back. This is such shit, but I hope you do enjoy. To me this writing feels like a fourth grader who just learned a few new vocab words but whatever. I'll probably go back and fix it and add more but I'm still having a crisis from just writing this so we will see. Hope you like it.

(also i didn't know how to word the title but i tried.)

[modelbus]

can i request a reader (with sbi and also separate) who’s rich rich like she was born with a gold spoon and whenever she gives them gifts or treats them food they feel bad BAHAHAHA but it's just readers love language

can this be a drabble or whatever you can do :DD

I got your other message saying you wanted headcannons, so here you go! No wilbur for obvious reasons.

Included: Cc!Tommy, Cc!Phil, Cc!Techno, + all of them (platonic)

Rich Reader Headcannons

Tommy

Unapologetic about using your money.

He cares at first, and even when you say you’re paying he’ll order cheap things from restaurants, but after you give him the go ahead he will be a menace

Expect to lose all your money to Legos, his one true addiction.

“I could stream building this one, but this one would look so good in my room…” Tommy mumbles, squinting at two Lego boxes. You’re starting to regret letting him talk you into stopping by the store for what he said would be a quick visit.

It’s been two hours.

“Just get them both, Tom.” You finally sigh.

He lights up, no better than a kid on Christmas Day. “Fuck yeah!”

He’s money conscious, and will still note the price of things, but after he gets used to it he’s fine with you paying.

Doesnt blink twice at gifts.

You get this man anything and he will GOBBLE it up. Give him an Apple Watch? Great, his forever, he’s already wearing it. Give him a toothpick? He’s using it, perfect.

Won’t ask you to pay, and is very willing if you don’t want to, but let’s be real you always do pay.

He’ll say “thank you” at least. Five days later, maybe, when he finally remembers, but he says it!!

Talks you into buying things that you don’t need.

”I mean, you have the money. Y’know. Just saying.”

Phil

This man hates it, change my mind.

It’s a competition to see who can pay first with this man, and he does it out of pure spite.

Actually, he does it because he wants you to feel normal and not like you have to pay because you’re rich.

“I have the money, Phil!” You insist, holding your card.

“And I don’t care. I already gave them my card, I’m paying.”

When you make a stupid financial decision and buy a $1,000 lightsaber (blame Tommy), he just kinda sighs at you.

If you approach him for financial advice, he will genuinely tell you helpful things as if you weren’t incredibly rich.

He accepts your gifts, but always makes sure to somehow give you one in return.

maybe not of equal value… he isn’t as rich as you… but of equal love <3

Techno

Have you SEEN this man’s setup? He is in NO POSITION to decline gifts.

Will secretly be desperately in need of literally anything and just. Wont get it. So you end up buying it for him…

You order him food online to have it delivered to him and man just won’t say thank you. He’s rather awkwardly send you a photo of the food on his desk, entirely eaten.

Or he’ll just drop a photo of his new setup in discord for you.

He will “anonymously” acknowledge you when he streams/records a video on his new gear though.

“And if you’ve noticed this video came much faster than normal, it’s because of a new PC which runs at light speed.” He zooms into the face of his Minecraft character. “It’s not a toaster guys! Praise the rich gods!”

He literally can’t afford to buy you gifts in return.

Well he COULD but that man sees the shipping and is horrified.

His gifts in return are those photos of whatever you give him.

Techno genuinely is VERY appreciative though!! Like you are practically saving this man’s life by buying him shit.

He won’t ask for anything, you’ve just got to use your gut instinct to figure out what to give him.

All

Having all three to spend money on is a DREAM for you.

Phil forces Tommy to say “thank you” every single time. Repeatedly.

Techno sends his photos in the group discord, and Tommy will jokingly rage that he didn’t get a new PC or something that Techno did.

Paying when you all go to eat is a competition of speed between you and Phil. He started getting sneaky and approaching the waiter/waitress before they even brought the bill.

So you had to compromise and agree to give your cards to the waiter and let them pick a card at random.

(you win most times because you’ve got a fancy ass card)

For your birthday they tend to kidnap you from your bed and take you to do a surprise so you can’t find a way to pay or something 😭

They’re all in awe of your house, meaning you love having them over!!

Best vlogs occur at your house, let’s be honest

[seattlesellie]

no bc why does ellie give off older brother’s sorta meanish friend who’s always teasing you ….

mean older brother’s friend ellie hc’s ☁️

cw: smut, mentions of alcohol

♡ mean!bbf ellie who’s introduction to you isn’t a nice or comfortable one. it's rather... bizarre. you had just finished showering, your hair still fully wet, tiny droplets of water flowing down your body. you leave the bathroom in a tiny towel, mindless as ever because this is your house, and as soon as you open the door, she just stands there. she was literally about to walk in, probably to pee or something, and she fucking startles you because who the hell is this absolute converse wearing, messy auburn haired stranger standing in front of your door?!

your parents may have told you something about your brother coming home from college for the holidays… perhaps with a certain girl this time, and you were just happy he finally got a girlfriend, or something. when you see her… yeah. thats definitely not his girlfriend. she’s so… i mean, you get it. she doesn’t look like someone who’d be into his type.

you huff out a small squeal when you’re startled by the absolute stranger, and she seems to be completely unbothered, although… her eyes wander down for a second before she catches your gaze. “who the fuck are you?” you gasp, and automatically hold the towel with a tighter grip to your body, since it almost fell off completely when you lifted your hands up out of pure panic. “ellie” she says with a smirk. she brings her hand forward to form a handshake, clearly aware that if you lifted your hand up, the towel will completely fall down. when you hold the fabric even tighter, she sighs, and places her hand back in her pocket. “are you my brother’s girlfriend?” you question, and she looks at you like you’re so fucking dumb. “do i look… like your brothers girlfriend?”

♡ mean!bbf ellie who decides that fucking with you is the funniest thing on earth, since ticking you off and making you go completely mad seems to be too easy, and one day when you have a simple dinner, just you, ellie and your brother— (since your parents maybe… went off to visit some relatives for the night) they have a conversation and she seems to completely ignore you, and he obviously does too. when they talk about something apparently “hilarious” that happened in college, a dumb thing a guy said during a lecture— as you play with your fork, squishing the food down on the plate, you decide to butt in on the conversation.

“something exactly like that happened in one of my cla—“ you quip, and ellie fully side eyes you and huffs under her breath. when she sees you stutter on your words since that look was so mean, she mocks you completely.

“my class— i mean, one t—ti”

“t—t t- what… you can’t talk?” she smirks, and tilts her head to the side. then, ellie immediately looks over to your brother and sighs. “didn’t know your sister had a stuttering problem”.

he giggles like an idiot and they immediately move on to a different topic, leaving you completely embarrassed, hot in the face and incredibly famished. you can't even eat— what if she says you chew funny.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who plays the stupidest, meanest pranks on you. they vary from hiding on the other side of the door and jumping on you with a terrifying scream, to replacing the sugar with salt in your tea like a literal 12 year old. ellie cant help but grow obsessed with how loud you yell and how your eyes pop out of your head, stomping your feet on the floor whenever you’re pissed at her. something about the way you snicker and tell her that you wish she returned to her stupid college already, the way you add an “ellieuhhhh” to the end of every sentence really just satisfies her deeply, for some reason she doesn’t… fully get yet.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who plays soccer with your brother in the yard, all sweaty with her bangs sticking to her forehead, dressed in basketball shorts and a stupidly tight tank top that make her stupidly tight abs pop out because she’s so stupidly damp with sweat, and you’re staring out of the window of your room like a creep. you’d usually rather not join because she has made it very clear that she doesn’t want to be around you unless you’re squirming or growing absolutely embarrassed. unfortunately, you’re so freaking bored and the weather outside truly is so nice— barely cloudy, the grass shining green and— fuck it. you pace downstairs, and stand stupidly still in the yard for a moment, before you gain the courage to ask if you can join. ellie obviously doesn’t want you on her team (she’d much rather humiliate you by taking the ball out of your feet at any given chance) so your brother has to take you in. you skip around the living room to put on some sneakers and when you join— it’s on. clearly, it’s not a proper game of soccer with only three players, but it’s their own version of it, and their own version is incredibly aggressive. all they do is yell at each other and elbow one another in order to keep away from the ball, and once you magically have it intertwined between your legs (your brother had finally passed it to you after literally begging for ten whole minutes) ellie makes sure to run as fast as she can, kick it violently out of your legs (that is definitely a foul, red card for ellie) and swiftly nudge you so that you fall on the grass with your nose bumping into it’s softness. she moves to stand right above you, towering over your body completely, and she's laughing her lungs out. she moves to the side to cover the sun from glowing directly in your eyes, just to force you to look into her and see how happy she is to humiliate you again. you’re absolutely pissed now, so you push your legs forward and kick her right back— she falls over you, her chest right on top of yours.

she’s heaving and panting, and you swear you could almost taste the sweat slowly leaking on her forehead. the world literally stops.

“you’re so fucking dumb” she snickers, and lifts herself off of you.

you go into your room to punch a pillow. shes so fucking annoying.

she goes into her room to do something… different. you’re so fucking annoying.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who always rolls her eyes when she sees you come closer, and constantly gives your brother those certain looks, that she clearly makes to piss you off and watch that little pout form on your lips. one morning, you walk over to the kitchen to grab a glass of water, and ellie’s in her pajamas (for some reason, you really can’t stop looking at her arms, since she’s only wearing a wife beater and some low hanging sweats). when you greet her with a chipper good morning, she mumbles a lazy “morning” back, and when you lift yourself up on your toes to grab your favorite mug, she sees your shorts ride up a bit and her breath completely cages in her throat. she considers coming over and helping you, but hearing your sweet, breathy little huffs is so much nicer.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who finds you extremely attractive, and wishes you stopped walking around the house in tiny outfits (she wouldn’t be too far off if she called them literal napkins) because you’re making it very hard to concentrate when she works on a project with your brother in the living room and you just happen to walk by, carrying a tray of freshly squeezed lemonade and offer it to them. and she hates how fucking kind you remain even though shes so mean, so she gets even meaner and tells you that the lemonade tastes bad. she spits it out inside the glass, and the way you squint your eyebrows and ask her if she wants you to make her a new one literally tugs at her heartstrings. she tells you; “s’fine, you shouldn’t be near a kitchen, like— ever again. tastes awful” and when you take the glass out of her hand and walk off without even commenting anything back, she huffs a silent “shit” under her breath and closes her eyes for a second.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who one day has a super… weird dream about you. you lounged inside a lively kitchen— but it wasn’t the one she grew familiar with. it was mostly filled with mahogany furniture, an aqua green stove and a peach colored carpet. you were baking something, and it smelled like maple and cherry and vanilla and peach cobbler, it smelled messy and like an explosion of sweetness but god, she felt the hunger in her sleep. you stood there in a little apron, and just when you shut the stove’s lid up, she hugged you from behind. she smelled your neck, and wrapped her arms around you. “smells nice, babe” she whispered. you turned around and smiled at her so big, and just as you closed your eyes and parted your lips— she woke up.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who can’t. stop. thinking. about that freaking dream. she wakes up and she feels parched, and so fucking confused. she bumps her palm against her forehead and decides she needs a tall, refreshing glass of water before she tries to slumber again, because god knows she wont be able to. she goes downstairs to the kitchen, and gets so startled when she sees your shadow standing over the stove, its just like that dream but you're not baking, there's just a bowl of cereal in your hands and random music silently coming out of your phone. when she jumps— you jump too. and you drop the whole entire bowl and the milk is now running all over your top.

“jesus fucking christ!” you gasp, and when you see that it’s ellie, her face all puffy from sleep, your heart thuds in your chest. you’ve never been… completely alone with her, not ever since you met her outside of the shower for the first time, anyways.

“why are you standing like a creep in the kitchen in the middle of the night?!” she questions.

“i was… eating”

“at 3am?”

“yes and now i guess i wont be eating anymore since you made me— drop! the entire bowl!”

for some reason, she tells you that she’s sorry. maybe it’s that fucking dream—

she hastily grabs some paper towels and helps you wipe. she’s awkwardly rubbing all over the material and shes being extremely stupid because clearly you can just change your top, this is your house after all, and your closet is right there, but she doesn’t seem to be able to stop wiping and whispering that she’s sorry and she’s tugging at your top and it… makes her flustered so she fucking stops, and throws the paper towel on the counter.

“clean yourself up— you’re the weirdo awake at 3am”

(she was right where you stood yesterday, eating some cheese puffs on the floor while watching a gaming stream but she obviously wont mention that)

♡ mean!bbf ellie who instead of surrendering to her feelings that are obviously starting to creep up, decides to grow even meaner. it’s not just random comments and stupid pranks anymore, it’s quite literally pure evilness. when she watches a film with your brother, a bowl of popcorn in her hands and some fuzzy socks, cuddled up inside a thin blanket on the couch, you decide to make an appearance. you, bored out of your mind, decided to to join in on the fun. usually, ellie had no problem if you just lounged in the living room while they watched television or played video games, because you would quite literally be completely mute and not bother them at all, untill ellie made a joke (“that dude’s head looks like the titanic’s fucking iceberg”) that you couldn’t help but laugh at. when you laughed, so hard you practically wheezed, it kind of made her feel soft and icky and she wanted to slap it out of her. today, when she saw you slide into the living room from the corner of her eye, she deadpanned completely.

“no— no, we’re not watching this with you” she snickered, and her tone was so serious and it didn’t even carry a glimmer of teasing, it was purely just mean.

you scrunch your eyebrows, and huff a quiet “what? why?”

“because you’re fucking annoying and we don’t want you around”

you went pure silent, just staring at the floor.

“why are you still standing there? go” she waved her hand, as if she was kicking out a small, pesky little animal.

you really weren’t a crybaby, but you truly didn’t deserve this. for some reason, a lump formed down your throat, and your eyes glistened. you climbed up to your room and silently sniffled.

even your brother thought she was being too mean now.

“that was kinda… fucked up”

ellie brushed her tongue on the side of her mouth, and clenched her jaw. she knows.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who notices you appear less and less around the house. mean bbf ellie, who really isn’t a bad person, she isn’t even that fucking mean, she just can’t handle her feelings and masks them completely untill you absolutely hate her guts. after that night— the night where she kicked you off to your room, you don’t chipper a good morning. you enter the kitchen, groggy and quiet, make a drink and disappear to your room with the cup in your hand. you don’t make lemonade anymore, and you don’t even laugh when she makes a stupid joke. mean ellie who misses your laugh, and tries so hard to hear it again, but fails miserably.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who loses it completely when you decide to go out to a party one night. you’re so quiet it feels almost as if you’re sneaking out, but you truly aren’t. you’re just scared she’ll make a mean comment on your dress or tell you that you look stupid with your makeup done like that.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who stares you down completely, and shamelessly checks you out when you twist the doorknob in order to leave the house.

“wh… where are you going?” she questions, and it’s so hard to keep it cool when you look so good and your thighs are on full display with your ass almost popping out of your dress. it makes her gulp because she fucking knows it’s not for her. you’re gonna go out and you’ll have people gawking over you and it drives her crazy.

“party” you simply mutter.

“dressed like that?” she clearly runs her eyes all over your body.

she's going to say something mean again. you just know it.

“really don’t have the time or the energy for your comments right now, ellie”

she wishes you added that cute uuuh, at the end of her name. you don’t.

“you look… stay safe—“

“i look what, ellie?”

“nice. y’look nice”

you shut the door. she just complimented you. that was a first.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who waits for you to come back from the party because she’s worried. she doesn’t admit it to herself, and excuses it by thinking she just can’t fall asleep because the winds too loud or the room’s too hot, so she just lays awake, waiting to hear your footsteps and your room’s door close shut— but you don’t. seem. to come. home. she feels sick because what if something happened to you— and then she feels completely stupid because you’re an adult and you’ve probably been to numerous parties already, but she can’t help but feel it in her guts. what if something happened to you? what if you drank too much and god forbid— what if you went home with somebody? she falls into the mattress with a thud and stares at the ceiling for half an hour, just picturing you making out with someone and them grabbing your waist or your ass and now she feels like she’s about to punch the damn wall— and then she hears you. you’re humming a song, specifically— cash shit by megan thee stallion, and you sound obviously drunk. she can’t let you go to sleep like that.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who propels the door open, to see you sliding down the wall, smelling like alcohol and sweet perfume and she feels sickly but she needs to take care of you, so she grabs you by the waist, guide you through the corridor, opens the door to your room and puts you down on your bed. she coo’s at you to stay quiet and calm for her.

“yeaupp m’in my baggg but im in his too…” you blabber, and burst out laughing.

“okay— okay, you good? you got contacts you need to remove? if you’re gonna throw up, i’ll get a bucket” she whispers, as she watches you swing back and forth. you look so pretty it’s incredible hard for her to be calm.

“some new sh—shoes… blah… mwahhhhh” you pull out your tongue and pucker your lips. you look incredibly silly and she swallows a giggle.

“you’re wasted, aren’t you?” now she's just caressing your face. why does she feel like she's going to faint?

“k— not t’wasted… you’re wasted… you’re wasted and pp—pretty” you mumble.

“huh?” thank god you’re drunk, because shes full on blushing.

“pretty pretty els…. s’pretty and so evil and m—mean and pretty…. like a millions pretty but—b’millions evil… so e—evil”

she decides to just shut the fuck up. keep going.

“i k—kissed somebody”

and now she’s the one who feels like she’s gonna puke.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who decides to completely give you the silent treatment. you didn’t even do anything, but god it feels like she hates you now.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who confronts you about that stupid kiss and asks you who the fuck dared to kiss a drunk girl, and you look so panicked and afraid, and it hurts when she tells you she’s gonna let your brother know and that he’s gonna kick their ass and you’re gonna be done for.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who fully breaks one day. it’s the last week of her and your brothers visit, and you haven’t talked to her for three whole days. she feels it inside of her chest, and every time you come near, it becomes harder and harder not to push you against the counter and kiss the hell out of your lips. it’s hard to stop staring and it’s hard to keep her distance so she confronts you.

“you know you told me i’m pretty, right? before you threw up on the fucking bed?”

your eyes pop out of your head. you feel absolutely embarrassed. no you didn’t.

“i did not— what? what the hell is the matter with you?” you huff, and back away.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who comes closer and closer the more you back away, because it’s becoming incredibly difficult to keep that distance apart, so she makes sure you can feel her breath on your lips and makes sure it makes you shiver— before she mutters a loud “fuck it” and takes your lips between her’s.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who kisses you so hard, it truly feels like you've never been kissed before. nothing could ever compare. when she takes your lips between her's, and sucks on the bottom one, just to hear a sweet little breath leave your mouth, she grunts. it feels like everything she's ever felt was flowing out of her body and crashing onto yours. when she squeezes your waist, and pulls you in closer so her chest bumps into yours— she breaks the kiss to look at you. my god, you're panting, and flushed, and she can feel you shaking.

"i'm sorry" she mutters, and she truly isn't, but if you keep on shaking like that, she's gonna have to start running away.

"please— don't stop"

honestly, she wasn't planning on stopping.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who picks you up, and as your legs automatically intertwine with each other on her lower back, takes you to your room and bangs you up on the door.

“what— what are you doing?” you ask, and it’s completely interrupted when her lips land on yours again. she can’t do this anymore, she can’t keep playing with you because if you kiss another person again who isn’t her she swears she’s gonna run out and beat them up, or even worse— kill them completely, and she can’t help but moan against your lips because you’re so fucking cute when you let out those noises and she needs to touch you right now or she’ll die.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who need's to hear you add that little "uuuh" at the end of her name after you kiss her because she'd imagined it too many times.

"say my name like— fuck"

"say it like you fucking do when you're pissed at me— say it"

somehow, you immediately know what she means.

"ellieuuuh!"

she's never swallowed so hard in her life. she looks at you like she's famished, and she growls. when ellie kisses you again, it feels like you're going to crash down and die.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who eats you out like shes starved in your childhood bedroom. swirls her tongue and spits on your cunt and tells you to “keep fucking quiet” or else your brother will hear, and he’s right in the next room and she told him she just went to get something to eat, so she shoves your little panties right in your mouth and holds your stomach down on the bed with her two hands, parts your pussy lips so far apart they practically burn and she goes on and on till you cum on her face twice. “atta fucking girl just like that… just like that”

♡ mean!bbf ellie who plays with your clit in little circles, sits with your back pressed against her chest, and growls every time she sees feels hole clench around her. she tells you to be a good little whore for her and take her fingers before she gives you her strap, and you don’t even know why she has it with her because— is she fucking other girls?

♡ mean!bbf ellie who isn't fucking other girls— she just brought it because she... well, maybe she looked at your brother's facebook before coming over and she happened to stumble across a very, very pretty girl

♡ mean!bbf ellie who slaps your pussy hard every time you yell out her name— “you better keep fucking quiet or m’not letting you cum” and then shoves your panties even deeper inside of your mouth till you’re almost gagging, and only takes them out by replacing them with her cunt, and makes you eat her out completely controlled by the sway of her hips as she grinds herself down and god— she fucking needs it because getting off to you from knowing you were right next to her room truly wasn’t enough so she makes sure you make her feel good, and pats your cheeks every time your tongue swirls around her clit just right.

♡ mean!bbf ellie who straps you down on the bed, whispers short circuited “take it. take it. take it” every time it hits that one spot inside of your cunt, and makes you whisper in her ear to fuck you harder and faster because hearing your sweet little voice saying these obscenities is making her clit pump and brush on the bottom of her harness just right. “you gonna be my good fucking girl— make me fucking cum inside you? hmmph?”

she can’t help but… ask you,

“you want your brother to know how much of a fucking slut you are? letting his best f—fucking friend fuck you like this?” and all you can do is whine and hiccup broken sobs of “n—no ellie dont want him to know!”

“think you fucking do— if you keep on fucking screaming like this”

♡ mean!bbf ellie who… makes you cockwarm her strap while watching tv. this time, she doesn’t kick you out. with your brother’s eyes glued to the screen, watching E.T, it’s very easy to miss out on the bulge that’s hiding inside of ellie’s sweats. she signals you to come sit on her lap, and you just nod and whisper “no”, because what if he see’s— but she grabs your waist, slides you to sit right on her lap, pulls your pants and your panties down, and god— you’re already soaking just from being around her. she makes you roll your hips down her strap, separating your pussy lips apart and rub yourself all over it, guiding your motions with her hands. she can barely keep quiet herself because the way you whimper so softly and slap a hand on your mouth makes her lose it. she knows you wont be able to keep quiet if she bounced you up and down.

“stop being so loud” your brother snickers, and he almost… almost turns his head to the side. if he looked— he’d see his little sister sitting right on his best friend’s lap. that same best friend who kicked you out, same best friend who teased and mocked— what if he sees?

“shh… shh— just sit on it” she whispers in your ear and you shiver. you obey, and move your hips up. its almost too big, you have to swallow a screech when it slides inside of your hole. you want to bounce on it so bad, but your brothers still fucking awake. she almost snickers at how easily it went up inside, your slick completely swallowing it whole, but she stops herself. her could wake up at any given moment.

“keep on sitting on it” she grabs your thighs and digs her nails into them. “don’t move” and whenever you do—, eagerly attempting to disobey her, she pulls you down and grinds you deep on it, making sure you're caged inside. when she hears the quiet shores of your older brother sound asleep in the background, she starts fucking it into you deep. she thrusts her hips forward, and you don’t even have to move a muscle, you really did earn it after all.

"such a good fucking girl— have to make it up to you"

♡ mean!bbf ellie who sneaks little spanks, and grabs your tits whenever no ones looking, creeping up on you from behind and smelling your neck— just like she did in her dream. she kisses and kisses and almost doesn’t care if she gets caught— she has only three days left.

will you go away with her, or are you going to have to wait till next year’s visit? <3

[jenoslutie]

Can we have some more step bro jeno pls 👀

warnings: non-consensual filming during sex and he sends the vid to um..yeah!! :P

stepbro!jeno who was genuinely nice to you when your parents first made it official. being the best stepbrother one could want. he was caring, he cooked for you (though he lacked any cooking skills), he really tried his best until he found himself looking forward to seeing you too often, looking forward to how you wear less and less clothes whenever he's around, looking forward to seeing you doing the most mundane things but making them incredibly sexy. not that you intended to turn Jeno on with every move you made.

stepbro!jeno who started to distance himself when he realized he really wanted you. well, to fuck you. but seeing that it was the least effective strategy, he convinced himself he hated you, calling you every name in the book until you were running to your room, a crying mess. he'd comment on every outfit you wore, on every makeup look you tried, on everything you did, jeno had something to say about it.

stepbro!jeno who'd make it his goal to make all his friends hate you too, he's heard them talk about wanting to fuck jeno's new stepsister. Jeno doesn't like that so he resorts to talking mad shit about you to his friends and makes them all hate you because he knows they all want you and he doesnt want any of his lame ass friends to fuck you before he does. thats how he treats you, acting like he hates ur guts but deep down all he wants his to bend you over and have you crying on his cock and begging him to fill u up

stepbro!jeno who gets off to you crying to your friends over all the mean shit he says and does to you at late hours in the night, you don't know he can hear everything you've been complaining about, hearing he filthy names he calls you come from your mouth does something to him. he loves hearing you cry because of him, some nights he'd even jerk off to the phone calls you have with your friends, the pretty sobs you let out as tears stream down your cheeks is something jeno dreams of seeing.

stepbro!jeno who finally gets into your pants, finally gets what he wants. you on all fours as he pounds into you from behind. crying out his name so loud he almost wants your parents to hear. and something about that thought drives him absolutely insane. he wants your parents to hear, he wants them to know what you're letting your stepbrother do to you. but jeno wants to keep fucking around with you, his cute stepsister whos currently fucking herself back on her stepbrother's cock and moaning like a slut because of it.

stepbro!jeno who lets his intrusive thoughts win and picks up his phone while he fucks you from behind, recording a video of you on all fours, arching your back as much as you could and gripping the bedsheets as he fucks you absolutely stupid. moaning all sorts of profanities with a mix of jeno's name. he'd make sure your whole frame is in the video except your head, so you're not easily identifiable. wouldn't think twice before hitting send on your mother's contact.

jeno: [attachment: 1 video}

jeno: sorry i meant to send it to someone else.

a/n: blame @jenomov for this....she made me insane

[justmeinadaze]

Curiosity (Part 5)(Eddie X Plus Size Y/N)

Warnings: Younger (Early 20s) Daddy Eddie & Older (early 30s) Plus Size Sub Fem Y/N, SMUT, light dirty talk, light spanking, etc.

ANGST *lays in a bed of angst with a cat named angst who does angsty things*

Consequences of last chapter rear their head here. Reader makes a friend and Eddie gets jealous, Y/N perceives things online and becomes jelly as well. Y/N runs into Steve at a bar dealing with a bad abusive date, both get hurt but Daddy comes to the rescue (so slight domestic abuse trigger) , Eddie mentions his abusive upbringing (brief near the end), slight cliffhanger ending (I've done worse). I think that's it.

Word Count: 5610

Series here/Donate to Me <3

“Hey, pretty girl. How did you sleep?”, Eddie asked from his chair at his desk when he heard you groan awake. 

“Good. How about you? How long have you been up?” 

“Not long, sweetheart.”, he murmurs with that morning husk that makes you swoon. “Can you come sit by me for a moment? I want to show you something.”

Softly smiling, you shuffle your feet over to the chair beside him and place your legs over his. While you were still in your panties and a t-shirt, he had pulled on a pair of shorts and loose tank top that showed off all his delicious muscles that made you want to run your hands along his skin. 

“So, I know I’ve told you before that people can schedule sessions with me on this website but I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned that I can schedule some to.”

“I don’t think so, baby, but I imagine you don’t schedule many.”

Eddie chuckles a bit as he nods. 

“Yeah, you’re right. I actually think I’ve only ever done it a handful of times but I’ve done it most with Mill. Like I told you, ya know, I really enjoy talking to her and she’s incredibly kind.” The metalhead pauses as his eyes shift towards you. “I know she would never do anything to intentionally hurt me and I’m sure that she’s always been honest with me. In this town, it’s not something I’m used to.”

Swallowing the lump in your throat you softly smile and caress his cheek with your finger.

“Steve mentioned something that I hadn’t noticed but now they kind of stand out to me that I can’t get out of my head. You both use the same phrases, same style of speech… Her name is CurvyCorporateMillennial and you ARE a curvy corporate millennial…”

“I mean…a lot of millennials…are in corporate and—and a lot of us talk the same…” His chocolate eyes flashed through so many different emotions before landing on one you recognized; anger. “Eddie—”

“No, no, Y/N. You are absolutely right. Since you two have so much in common I’ve been dying for you two to meet. I logged in and set up a time; I just have to approve it. Now, whenever I approve it, it sends a notification to the persons phone pretty quickly.” 

As soon as his finger clicks the mouse, a few seconds pass and out of the corner of your eye you see your phone on the night stand light up with a soft and subtle ding.

“You know what, I don’t want to miss her. Let me schedule a few of these and of course I can cancel them later.”

Five more clicks, five more dings. 

“You should get that. May be important.”

“Eddie, I—”

“Get. Your. Phone.”, he growls. Your head hangs as you rise to your feet and do what he says. “Show it to me.”

Your thumb shakes as the tears began to fall and you unlock your phone to show him your screen. The image of him hugging you from behind as he kisses your cheek greets him…along with six notifications for an OnlyFans session with EddietheBanished.

“Jesus, I’m so stupid.”

“No! No, Eddie, I swear I wasn’t…I was borrowing my roommate’s laptop and-and-and your profile came up. I got curious so I created a profile just to see what you did and then…I told myself I would never go on their again but then you messaged me and we talked—”

“Why the fuck didn’t you say anything?!”

“I tried! I was going to tell you after your concert but then you made a move and we—”

“I see, so this is my fault?”

“No!”

“So you didn’t come that night to see me play even though I had been inviting you for months. You came to tell me that you were catfishing me while you watched me jerk off…Wait a minute. That’s how you knew about the Daddy thing, isn’t it?”

“Yes but—”

“Fuck me…”, he sighs as he stands and you hastily follow.

“I called you Daddy that night because it felt right. I made love to you because I liked you. I’m with you now because I like you.”

“Why keep pretending then?! So that you can manipulate me?! I told Mill reasons why I was angry with you and she guided me. It was just you fucking with me!”

“No, Eddie, I swear that was never my intention! I should have told you sooner but I was so scared of losing you and it just got so hard to say anything the longer it went on.”

“Yeah, well, that doesn’t change the fact that you should have told me. I feel…I feel like our entire relationship was a lie.”

Your heart shatters as you slowly backed away from him and your emotional wall flew up. 

“Was? Are…are we still not in one?”

The metalhead’s eyebrows furrowed at the crack in your tone as he pushed down the notion to collect you in his arms and hold you to his chest to comfort you. 

“I don’t know, Y/N. I always thought you were the perfect girl for me. Everything about you fit to me like a glove and I asked myself constantly what an angel like you is doing with an idiot like me. I guess I know now, huh?”

“Eddie…”

“I think…I think maybe we should take a break.”

Nodding, you collected your clothes and quickly put them on before scurrying as fast as you could out the front door. 

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You told yourself constantly with every year that passed you were saving your vacation time for when you desperately needed it. You knew there would be a day where you needed an escape; where on a pain scale, life hit you with a 10 and you would need that time away. 

This was your 10. 

You spent 2 weeks at home, sobbing as you processed everything that happened. You went through his socials but that was pointless because he rarely posted in general but you were able to snag a few crumbs when his friends tagged him in things. 

One night he went to a party at a friend’s house and his name attached to a photo of him chugging back liquid in a red cup. Another had you fuming when some girl close to his own age had her hand on his thigh while he laid his head on her shoulder. 

You wished you could do something to make him equally as jealous as the feeling of shame washed over you. He had every reason to be upset with you; you had lied to him but that didn’t change the fact that it hurt you watching him let loose while you were in your apartment falling apart. 

What surprised you the most was the headspace. 

The little girl headspace within kept kicking at your brain, desperate for her Daddy to come hold her in his arms and make her feel better especially at night when everything was quiet.

That first Monday back, you decided you were going to walk into your building with your head held high, refusing to give him the satisfaction of breaking your heart. Armed with a new pink blouse and lethal hairdo, you sauntered up to the double doors, ready to start over and face the day. 

“Fuck! I’m so sorry!”, a soft voice exclaims after bumping into you a bit roughly. 

“It’s ok. No harm done.”

The shoes in front of you seemed expensive with their sleek black shine but as your eyes continued to travel upwards, you realized he was anything but with slacks that seemed a bit too big for him and a shirt that was tucked into his belt a bit haphazardly. When your eyes found his, the man in front of you sighed in what sounded like relief as he reached out to shake your hand. 

“Hey. I’m, um, Ren. R-E-N like in Footloose.”

“I love that movie.”

“Yeah, so did my dad. Unfortunately, I didn’t get Keven Bacon’s moves but…” As he chuckles, you smile as you take in his handsome face and beautiful green eyes. He had to be about your age if not a little bit younger. “What about you? What’s, uh, what’s your name?”

“Y/N. Sorry, my name is Y/N. I was just on, um, on vacation so my brain is still catching up.”

“I understand. This is my first day here so I’m not as smooth as I normally am.”

“Why do I doubt that?”, you grin making his smile widen. 

“Maybe, you can show me around later and I can prove myself.”

“So are we all just hoping the elevator psychically knows to come down?”, a firm tone grunts in frustration before stomping forward to push the up button allowing you to come face to face with Eddie. 

Even with his hair pulled back you could tell it was a mess with the frizz struggling to be tamed. Utilizing every loophole in the handbook, he would normally at least show up in some nice jeans and a button up shirt but today his pants were torn at the knee while the polo shirt he had one was chaotically hanging off parts his waist. His eyes once full of life and a gentleness were now hollow as if he hadn’t slept in days. 

Silently, you all entered the elevator with you between these two men but your heart pulled towards one more than the other as you had to use all your energy to not loop your hand through the metalhead’s. 

“It was nice to meet you, Y/N, and again I’m sorry for bumping into you.”, he grins as you three step off on the same floor.

“No worries.”

Stalking towards his desk, Eddie slams everything down making the people around him including you, jump. 

“Edward Munson!”

“Angela.”

Your manager slid back in her chair at his gruff tone as you both visually took him in. 

“Everything alright, Eddie?”

“Everything’s fine.”, he grumbled before flopping down in his chair. 

Quietly, you do the same as your head hangs. 

“Do you want me to move somewhere else?”, you whisper as your bottom lip trembles. 

“No. Just don’t fucking talk to me.”

Nodding, you hug your arms around yourself as you set up your computer but you were unable to make it long before you hastily got up and disappeared into an empty office. The door suddenly opened startling you but as you tried to quickly dry your eyes, arms circled around you and pulled you into a broad chest that was laced with an overpowering smell of cigarettes. 

“It’s ok…everything’s ok…”, Eddie cooed as his large palm pet the back of your head. “I’m sorry I snapped at you… This has been incredibly hard for me. I…I miss you so much, Y/N.”

“I miss you to. C-Can we talk? After work maybe?”

The man sighs as he lets you go and lightly pushes you away. 

“I, um, I don’t think I’m ready for that right now. You really hurt me. Add into the fact that you’ve been on vacation for 2 weeks doing God knows what—”

“Excuse me? You think after what happened, I took two weeks off to ‘relax’?”, you scoff. “Jesus, you must think so little of me especially after you’re the one that’s been partying with girls on his lap!”

Chocolate eyes glare your way before a big sarcastic smirk paints his lips. 

“I see someone’s been stalking my social media. Not uncommon for you, is it, little girl? Hiding in the shadows as you watch me. Well, now you have no reason to be fucking jealous since you have that new blond asshole you were flirting with in the elevator.”

“I wasn’t flirting.”

“Oh, please! If I wasn’t there you’d probably fuck him against the wall.”

“Sure, why not?! I can finally fuck a real man then some pathetic little boy like you!” You blink as your jaw drops, surprising even yourself at your own words. “E-Eddie…I’m sorry…I didn’t—”

Backing slowly away from you, the metalhead throws you a sarcastic smirk before opening the door to leave and slamming it behind him. 

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Work had become more excruciating and long since you didn’t have Eddie to talk to. While he sat beside you, he kept his headphones on with music blaring as he scribbled things down in his notebook until he got a call.

Ren was indeed a new hire at your company and he had begun filling the silence during your lunches, talking to you about everything you both could think of. He genuinely was a sweet man and you enjoyed having conversations with him but he never gave you those warm feelings the metalhead gave you. 

“No but that early 2000s music was always a bop.”, he laughs as he continues to walk you to your car after work. 

“A bop?”, you giggle.

“Yeah, I mean, isn’t that what the kids are saying?”

“No, Ren, I don’t think the kids are saying bop.”

“Well shit. I guess I’m not cool anymore.”

“That implies you were ever cool in the first place.”, you tease as you dig into your purse for your keys. 

“Oooo she’s sassy. I like that.” As you laugh harder, the man in front of you cranes his neck to softly kiss your lips. “I, um, I like you to.” You swallow as your breathing stutters and you place a hand on his chest to lightly push him back. “I’m sorry…was that too forward?”

“Um…a little…I just…I just got out of a…or we’re on a break…I don’t know…”

“Must still be raw if you’re about to cry, Y/N. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. You don’t talk about…which would make sense. Fuck, I’m an idiot.”, Ren scolds himself making you spit out a laugh through the pain as you wipe the tear that had fallen. 

“I don’t mean to laugh, you’re just really sweet.”

The sound of a car door cracking shut had you both jumping back but only you noticed whose van it belonged to as it sped out of the parking lot. 

***

“Y/N, sweetie, come on. Everything will be alright.”, you roommate tries to console at the bar you both were spending time in. 

Kelsey had seen you slowly falling apart, suggesting a girl’s night out and after a lot of playfully teasing you finally relented. 

“I miss him, Kels. Eddie has every right to be angry with me but I don’t know what to do to make things right. If anything, I’m making things worse by defensively belittling him and kissing some guy in the parking lot we both work at.”

“I thought you said that Ren guy kissed you.”

“He did but…”

“Baby, maybe he just needs some time, ya know? Whenever he’s ready he’ll reach out. You two were perfect together and there’s no way he can just let you go.”

Smiling, you give her a big hug, looping your arm through hers as you walk with her to the bathroom. There was a wall separating entrances between the men and women restrooms but even from the other side and over the music you could still hear someone yelling loudly.

“Do you think I’m that fucking stupid?! I just watched you grind against some girl out on the dance floor!!”

“Honey, we were just dancing while I was waiting for you. It meant nothing—”

You heard a loud thud and rounded the area to see a tall, muscular man pushing Steve against the wall with his hand on his chest keeping him in place as he pointed his fat finger in the boy’s face. 

“I told you to wait for me outside.”, he seethed through gritted teeth. “You don’t fucking listen.”

Your heart broke as Eddie’s friend folded into himself and his eyes glazed over. 

He felt unsafe.

“Hey. I said hey!”, you screamed stepping towards them. “Get your hands off him!”

“Stay out of this, little girl. It doesn’t concern you.”

“It does when you put your hands on my friend. Now I’ll only say it one more time, get away from him.”

The man chuckled sinisterly as he turned away from the boy in front of him to focus on you. 

“Or what, huh? What’s a little whore like you going to do about it?” When all you do is glare up at him, he laughs a bit harder. “Didn’t think so. Mind your fucking business or I swear to God I will put you back in your goddamn place.”

Without fully thinking it through you grabbed the nearest bottle and smashed it over his head causing him to howl in pain before falling blinding against the doorway. Reaching for Steve’s hand, he takes it without question but unfortunately you both are stopped when he catches the boy’s wrist and throws him behind him. 

An open palm smacks your face and you stumble to the dirty floor as you hear the other boy shout your name. He grunts as Steve tries to fight this much bigger man but it’s no use as he’s punched hard in the mouth and collapses in front of you. 

Boots rush past you both and the sound of heels soon follow. 

“Y/N, oh my God! Are you alright?!”, Kelsey asks as she lifts you into a sitting position. 

“Yeah…I’m…Steve?” Hearing blood spit to the floor, you turn to find the man himself trying to stand. “Are you ok?”

“Help me up, please.”, he murmurs sullenly and you both do what he asks. 

Your head turns every which way trying to find your assailant before being met with the back of long hair and shoulders under leather jacket as the metalhead continuously pulls his fist back to punch the man underneath him. 

Cautiously, your palm reaches out to touch his shoulder causing his bloody fist to hover in the air. 

“Come on, Eddie.”, you whisper, your eyes closing as he punches him again. “Steve needs you.” Another punch. “I need you.” 

Clutching his collar in one hand and a broken beer bottle with the other, he held the glass to the man’s throat as he growled deeply, “If ever come near Steve again or I see your fucking face, I will kill you. Do you understand me?”

“Y-Yeah, man.”, the guy mumbled. 

Rising to his feet, he takes yours and his best friend’s hand to guide you out into the parking lot towards his van. 

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You tenderly ran your nails through Steve’s hair as his head rested on your shoulder while the two of you waited on Eddie’s couch. After telling Kelsey you were alright and it was ok for her to go home, you placed yourself beside him and he didn’t hesitate to curl up against you the whole ride home.

“Thank you for trying to protect me.”

“Don’t mention it.”, the pretty boy gravelly replies as his voice cracks. “Thank you for trying to protect ME.”

Silently, the metalhead stalked back into his living room and the chain on his pants clanked against the hard wood of the coffee table as he took a seat on it in front of you both with a first aid kit in his grasp. 

When he placed the cotton ball of antiseptic on the cut on his lip, Steve winced causing Eddie to freeze for a moment before moving forward once again. 

“What…were you…doing there?”, Steve asked as the long-haired boy’s eyes narrow with focus.

“You said he was three hours late. I wanted to make sure you were ok.” 

Steve nodded as his gaze shifted into the void and another tear fell down his cheek. 

“I don’t deserve you, man.”

“Yes, you do.”, you coo as you try to move some of his hair away from his face. “You deserve to be loved and respected.”

He broke then; allowing himself to fully let go as you held him to your chest. When he fell asleep on your lap, Eddie readjusted him so you could slide out and replace your thighs with a pillow under his head while the other boy covered him with a blanket. 

After leading you to his bedroom, he closed the door and followed you with his eyes as you took a seat in his desk chair. A small smirk painted your features when you felt ringed fingers brush against your arm as he took hold of the armrest and wheeled you over his mattress where he took a seat in front of you. 

Reaching back into his kit, he took something in his hand and after a satisfying crack, shook it with an obnoxious amount of force that had you giggling as he softly smiled.

“Ah fuck, that’s cold.”, you gasp when he places what you now realize to be an ice pack on your cheek. 

“Yeah, sweetheart, that’s the idea.”

Your fingers reach out to lightly push his shoulder but as you pull your arm back, he catches your wrist and wheels you closer to his chest as he places his lips on yours. 

“I probably would have killed that guy if you hadn’t stopped me.”, he whispered, his forehead pressed to your own. “Thank you for trying to protect him.”

“Of course. No one deserves to be treated like that.”, you murmur and Eddie nods. “I saw him shrink…in his eyes…he was so scared—” The metalhead’s jaw clenched as he heavily exhaled through his nose in anger. “Baby—”

“I can’t. I can’t do that, Y/N. I’m too… just no.”

“Too what, Eddie? Tell me.” He rises to his feet and you do that same trying to block his path. “You can be mad at me…you SHOULD be mad at me. I deserve it. I…I never meant for it to go this far and I swear, baby, every part of our relationship was real. I kissed you at the bar because I liked you. I made love to you because I liked you. I called you Daddy because it felt right—”

“And Ren? Does it feel right calling him Daddy?” You blink in surprise at his comment. “God, I wanted to hit that fucker when I saw him kiss you but I guess you got your wish. A real man your own age who’s going to fuck you better than me.”

“Eddie…I didn’t…I only said that because you hurt my feelings—”

“Oh? Forgive me. I thought after my girlfriend pretended to be another woman online to spy on me, I would be allowed to be angry and say some shit. Especially after you disappeared for 2 weeks doing—”

“NOTHING! I swear, Eddie, and I’ve never done anything Ren. He kissed me and I pushed him away.”

“Do you have any idea what that was like for me? I always feel like some man who’s better for you will come along and whisk you away and of course after all this bullshit, here comes the ‘perfect’ man—”

“You’re one to talk! You had some…skinny, young girl in your lap with your friends…how do you think that made me feel?!”

“Bad I hope. ‘Bout as bad as I felt when I found out you fucking lied to me!”

“Jesus, Eddie, I’m sorry! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m SORRY! What do I have to do?! Get on my knees and beg for forgiveness?! I will if you want me to. I’ll do whatever you want but if you don’t care about me anymore then you need to stay away from me because it hurts!”, you shout as you fold your arms. “I miss talking to you and hearing you laugh. I miss watching you focus as you play your guitar at the edge of the bed. I miss feeling your fingers brush through my hair while I sleep and the way your lips kiss me in the morning.

I miss your passion when you talk about anything but especially your game that I still don’t understand but I’m trying to. More than anything I miss feeling safe… every time you hugged me I knew nothing could hurt me. That’s why it fucking kills me that I hurt you. Those two weeks I was off, I didn’t do anything, Eddie because I was breaking in my apartment. I was being a coward…because I was too afraid…to face what I had done and how it affected you…To see how much I had hurt…the man I love.”

His palm shot out to grab your cheek and bring your lips to his as his other hand pulled you closer pressing to the small of your back. 

All rational and reason left the room as he spun you around and guided you to his bed with him falling on top of you. Your mouths barely detach except for the occasional breath but you don’t care. It was like you were both giving each other the oxygen you needed and he hummed occasionally into each kiss causing a little moan to leave your chest.

Reaching over his shoulder, Eddie struggled to take off his shirt, grunting in frustration till you helped him and he did the same for you. As soon as your skirt was freed from your hips and your panties were on the floor, he didn’t waste a moment, diving between your legs as his wide flat tongue licked between your folds to your clit and repeating the process at a vigorous pace.

“Fuck, Daddy.”

Without pulling away, you heard the loud clinking of his belt as he struggled to pull down his pants and free his cock from his denim confinement. Finally tilting back, your body shuttered with pleasure as he spit directly into your pussy lips before taking a hold of you and spinning you till you were straddling him.

Your brain hesitated slightly with this being your first time on top but when you realized all of your weight was on your knees against the mattress, you breathed a sigh of relief. With one hand gripping the back of your neck, he utilized the other to guide himself inside you and you welcomed the stretch as he thrust his hips roughly against yours. 

You could feel his jaw open against your cheek as his breath warmed your skin with every pant and his arms held you tightly to his chest.

“L-Lay flat, Y/N.”, he breathed but when you don’t respond or do what he said, his large palm spanked your behind causing your head to lift so your nose was touching the tip of his. “Lay your body flat against me.”

“B-But…but I’m—”

As you protest, he spanks you again. 

“I—fuck—Daddy needs to feel your body, baby.”

Nodding, you kiss his lips before fully collapsing against him as his arms wrap tighter around you and his fingers tangle in your hair. He slowed his pace but not his intensity as Eddie slammed his dick so deep inside you, he had you seeing stars.

You head fell beside his as your nose inhaled his smell that you missed and your lips gently kissed his neck making him mewl as he found his rhythm once more. 

“Just like that, Daddy, fuck.”

As the coil in your belly snapped, Eddie soon followed, pumping his release deep within your walls. 

You laid like that for a while before you rolled to the side but he didn’t allow you to go far, circling his arm around your hip and bringing you back to his chest. 

“I don’t want to let you go…because when I do…reality will set in and I’ll remember how upset I am with you.”

Tears stung your eyes as you intertwined your fingers with his and kissed the back of his hand. 

“I understand…”

“I wish I could talk to her…Mill…ask her for advice.”

“You can always talk to her…if that’s easier for you…she still has an account. I…she kept it just in case you—you wanted proof she wasn’t talking to or paying to see anyone else.” Your voice cracks and he tenderly reaches over to caress your cheek. “I love you so much, Eddie, and I’m so sorry for lying and hurting you.”

Nuzzling his nose into your hair, he squeezes you closer to him as you cry.

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Two Days Later

Your private session with Eddiethebanished begins now! Don’t miss it!

“Hey Mill…”

“Hey Eddie.”, you type while you visually take in his haggard appearance as he brings a lit cigarette to his lips. “This is probably a dumb question but how are you doing?”

The metalhead chuckles, coughing slightly as smoke fills the air. 

“I’ve been better, sweetheart.”

“How can I help?”

“Well, first and foremost, my best friend is living with me now. He was dating another fuckhead who put his hands on him so I suggested he move in so I can keep an eye on him. I have a spare bedroom that just has junk in it so soon we’ll get his bed and stuff to put in there.”

“That’s good. I think not only will he physically feel safer but mentally and emotionally as well. You’re a good friend to him.”

“Did you defend him? Is that why your knuckles look like that?”

At your question, he glances down at the bruising on his right hand before taking another puff from his cigarette. 

“Yeah. Steve had texted me saying his date was late and I just…I got this feeling…plus I thought I could keep him company, you know? So I drove down to the bar he was at and when I got there…Steve and Y/N were on the floor…this asshole…”

“He hurt them.”

Eddie nods as his eyes glare off into the void past his monitor. 

“Mill, have I ever told you about my father?”

“You told me he was in prison and that he wasn’t a good person.”

“Yeah…he used to be like that asshole at the bar… I, um, I don’t really talk about my life too much because my childhood wasn’t great. My dad was abusive as hell…to me and my mother. When she passed away…” He shakes his head as he puts out the stick between his fingers before lighting another. “Oddly enough, when I think about that time in my life, what makes me the most angry…is the lying. Mill, my dad could spin a story, I’m telling you. 

He knew how to con people and get right to their emotions before taking them for everything they got. Did the same with my mom even when she got sick and did the same with me multiple times before he was arrested. Every time he tricked me into helping him do something illegal or had me lie for him, I felt…I felt stupid.

I told myself I would never allow myself to end up in situations like that again.”

A tear leaves your eye that you quickly wipe away as he continues. 

“Y/N and I got into a fight. I found out that she was lying to me about something and… Look I know she’s not perfect, lord knows I’m not either, but this…this was pretty big and now I can’t help but constantly wonder what in our relationship was even real or based on what she found out through this lie.”

“I can understand that. I bet she feels pretty stupid herself for hurting you.”

“Eddie, you’re the most interesting person I’ve ever met and you showed me things I never…never would have even had the courage to try or experience. For her, it’s most likely the same. She wanted to know more about you and loved the way you made her feel but was terrified of losing or hurting you.”

“So she kept hiding the truth hoping it would just go away. That was selfish on her part…she definitely should have been honest with you but I guarantee you every part of her relationship with you was real and she loves you. She would never lie about that.”

His chocolate eyes take in your words as his jaw tightens and he struggles not to break. 

“She hasn’t been at work these last couple of days. I thought…maybe I scared her off…”

Clicking all the buttons on the computer, your profile picture suddenly changes to show you sitting in a room that Eddie doesn’t recognize. 

“You didn’t scare me.”, you murmur softly. “I had an emergency so I had to fly home.”

“Is everything alright?”, he asks, his tone full of care and concern.

“Yeah, um, it is now. My parents got into a car accident and my dad was in the hospital. He’s fine but they just wanted to keep him over night to keep an eye on him.”

You watch as his eyes glance towards where his second monitor usually is and his fingers click his mouse. 

“There’s a flight leaving Hawkins in a couple of hours. That will give me enough time to talk to Angela and get to the airport—”

“Eddie, baby, it’s ok. I’ll be back in a few days.”

“Y/N, your parents were hurt and you’re in a city where you said people bullied you. I’m not leaving the woman I love up there to handle all that bullshit alone.”

Both of you pause at his words as he heavily exhales and you nod as your chest heaves. 

“Hey…look at me. I do…I love you so fucking much but…we still have a lot to talk about.”

“Ok, yeah…that makes sense. Um, I…I’ll see you soon?”

“Yeah, baby girl. I’m on my way.”

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[carmenell]

Okay apparently German!Slider is a big hit so

German Sli headcanons 🇩🇪🦅

grew up in West Germany (BRD) until he was about 16

His mom is German and his dad is American, so he has both passports/nationalities and is bilingual!

His parents divorced when he was 12 and his dad moved back to the states

Slider decided to follow him because his dream was to become a pilot (and the Bundeswehr just isn't as cool as the Navy in his opinion)

He's still in touch with his Mama and his grandparents (Oma and Opa <3) and the divorce didn't end in bad blood so they're all chill with each other

When he left for the states, his mom told him to never lose his German heritage and sends him food packages every once in a while

She also only speaks German with him so he's forced to not forget any of it lmao

Slider still tries to visit Germany for Christmas or Easter (most important Christian German holidays) if his schedule allows it

He's the master of Sprichwörter (proverbs) and will just randomly say them whenever they fit .. the others have no idea what the fuck he's talking about, they're just nodding along

Mav: *does something incredibly stupid*

Slider: Der denkt auch nur von der Wand

bis zur Tapete

-

Wolf: *tries patching up his jacket with

duct tape*

Slider: hält von 12 bis Mittag

-

Ice: I should've been there earlier

Slider: hätte, hätte Fahrradkette

Wolf begs him to teach him some swear words which results in him yelling "Krankenwagen" (ambulance) and "Schmetterling" (butterfly) around base (Slider is laughing his ass off)

Is the BEST at planning stuff but is also the most annoying about it. It's driving everyone up the wall that he may have every road map ever memorized but god forbid they try to take a short cut that isn't on there ...

The type of guy to print out his online tickets and put them in a Klarsichthülle (modern age!Sli of course)

Wears Birkenstocks with long, white socks and a Schnelle Brille

WILL find something to complain about in any situation ever - you can take the guy out of Germany, not Germany out of the guy

pt. 2 soon because i have so much to say about german slider, please feel free to leave input, especially my fellow german top gun enjoyers 🫵🏻

I'm gonna be honest, I see as more of a northern guy (Hamburg or Hannover probably) but because OP (me) is southern, he will be too for the sake of this video

@allforreading-fandomthings @jakekazansky @aryacoulson this is for you guys

[rekino2114]

Tenko chabashira, Junko enoshima, and Sonia nevermind comforting her boyfriend after he had a tough day while at school. Why was he having a tough day? People kept saying, "Going on about how Sonia/Tenko/Junko was definitely gonna dump him or how he wasn't worthy of dating her and should know his place.

Junko, sonia and tenko comforting you when you don't feel worthy of them

Junko enoshima

(Non despair au)

You've always kinda thought junko was out of your league, she's an incredibly gorgeous and rich model with thousands of fans who would do anything to be in your spot and you're.....just a normal guy

Even if you never explicitly said anything like that to junko, she could tell you felt like that sometimes, since she's way smarter than she lets on, and she made sure to comfort you everytime, telling you that she loved you and would bevel leave you for anyone else

But one day, those worries increased exponentially when you heard a group of guys who you didn't know talk about that exact thing, they said that junko was only dating you out of pity and to use you for money or something like that

You tried your best to not think about that, to not let those thoughts burden you but you weren't doing a great job at it and junko could tell

The moment you told her about it, she immediately hugged you and started comforting you, telling you that those guys were stupid and only jealousy of you and that you didn't need to think about them

You then spent an entire day full of pampering, cuddles and a lot of gifts, and during all of it junko told you so many times how much she loved you and reassured you a lot. She didn't stop until you smiled and said you loved her back

"Babe, whatever those idiots said is like so absolutely wrong"

"R-really?"

"Obviously, you seriously believed them over me?"

"......sorry I just thought that-"

"Shhh no stop with those ugly and totally wrong thoughts they don't fit you at all cutie pie, the only thing that matters is that I love you and anyone who says otherwise doesn't know me or our relationship at all"

".....thanks junko I really appreciate it"

"Baby, telling you I love you is literally the least I could do, soooooo I'm super duper ready to do whatever you want to make you realize just how much I love you, want some cuddles, kisses, maybe some gifts? Anything is on the table for my handsome and super amazing bf that I love more than anything in the universe"

"Hehe, thank you really, I think some cuddles would be nice"

"Coming riiiiight up cutie~"

Sonia nevermind

It's kinda hard not feeling like that when your girlfriend is a literal princess from another country

You know sonia probably has a lot of suitors wanting her, and you can't help but feel unworthy of her cause you're a literar nobody compared to all the other men she could have

Despite all the praise and compliments and just straight-up adorable and loving things she said to you you can't control the moments when these thoughts of unworthiness just got too overwhelming and the rumors about you two that were floating around school certainly didn't help

Whenever sonia noticed that you were avoiding her, she sat you down and let you talk, she really couldn't stand seeing you sad like that, and was fully determined to find out what was wrong

She was surprised to hear that you felt that way simply because she loves you so much and can't believe that you still doubt it after everything she does. She doesn't blame you, of course. She knows it's not your fault, but she will triple the love she gives you to make sure you never feel like that again

"Darling, is it true that you've been feeling like this?"

"......yes, I think it was from the moment we started dating to be honest"

".....I see, I'm truly sorry for not noticing"

"I-it's all right, it's not your fault"

"...dear do you know why I love you so much?"

"Huh?"

"Well one of the many reasons why is because you treat me like a normal girl, not a princess, you show me the things I'm unfamiliar with and help me with everything because you love me and not because you want something from me, so I would never throw that genuine love for anything else, I love you so much and I hope you know that"

"......yes....I do...i'm sorry for doubting you"

"It's all right, I totally understand, now about we watch a horror movie and cuddle to forget all about that my love?"

"I'd love that, thanks sonia"

Tenko chabashira

Given how she is with......any guy except for you it wasn't such a leap of logic for someone to assume that she didn't actually love you and was dating you for......no reason apparently

Even you weren't immune to these thought, sure tenko was mostly loving to you but all of her remarks about "degenerate males" made you uncomfortable, even when she reminded you that she didn't mean you (mostly whenever himiko reminded her to do it) you still felt like maybe she would be better off without you

And that was something that tenko didn't fail to notice, while she may look like she hates males interacting with her, you're the exception. Tenko gets worried she did something wrong when you give her less hugs than usual so when you started ignoring her she thought she broke your heart or something

She talked to himiko first and then finally went over to you to find out what was bothering you, and one part of her was happy that it was mostly not her fault

But the other part wanted nothing more than to beat the crap out of the people who put that idea in your head. From that moment on the always added "except y/n of course" to all of her degenerate males remarks

"Huh? Seriously? They told you that!?"

"No, I just overhead them saying it"

"Doesn't matter, I'll beat those degenerate males for saying stuff like that about us, they said I don't love you!? Do they even know me?"

"................"

"O-oh sorry, I mean, of course I love you y/n, you're the only good guy around here"

"Yeah but-"

"Nope, no buts, I love you ok? And all of those things i say about men don't apply to you, you're amazing and perfect and I love you and anyone else who says otherwise is gonna be my next training dummy for new neo aikido moves"

"....hehe, thanks tenko, I guess I'm safe with you"

"Of course you are, you're safe and loved don't forget that"

"I definitely won't"

[dippedinmelancholy]

Something so like, underhandedly toxic and incredibly insane to me is Feyre’s view on how family is supposed to work, even after she has escaped poverty, is the richest woman in the Night Court, literally the top 1% in all of the world.

She’s begins ACOTAR in the traditional male/father role for her family because her father is literally a piece of shit who can’t be bothered to care for his children at all. She believes she’s the only one doing any real work because she is doing the bulk of labor that brings in any money, determines how much money anyone in her family gets, and makes the choices of who her sisters are allowed to marry, despite them all being adults at the beginning of ACOTAR. While objectively annoying, you can understand how she is in this role and why she feels the way she does. When you’re in poverty and that run down, it can feel like you’re doing everything by yourself.

Yet, she goes through the entire series, supposedly grows (I don’t see it but I will let that go for now) and heals. Flash forward to ACOSF.

Among the many stupid reasons Feyre is upset about Nesta, she’s upset that Nesta doesn’t want to LIVE WITH HER. That Nesta didn’t choose to help decorate the room Feyre has plucked out in her new shiny mansion for Nesta. Upset that Nesta doesn’t want to be deeply involved with the Inner Circle. Upset that Nesta wants to celebrate Feyre’s birthday away from the IC for a small dinner with just her sisters.

Feyre firmly expects her sisters to keep living with her because, ope, she’s still in charge and gets to say what they can or cannot do with their lives. She puts the stamp of approval on Elain gardening, so Elain gets to do it. Elain stays close to the wraiths and lives with Feyre, so Elain is safe. But anything Feyre doesn’t approve of as a life choice, her sisters daring to live apart from her? That is insulting and cruel in the eyes of Feyre, and therefore Rhysand.

The only way Feyre lets them/is happy with them living apart from her is when they marry someone of her approval. And even then, Rhysand and Co show up in the House of Wind whenever the fuck they want. All of the security in place is directly under Rhysand’s control. It still gets used whenever the IC uses it. An entire population of abused, broken, and deeply religious women live in the library under the house. There is absolutely no privacy.

Is it objectively decent that there is a place for abused women (priestesses alone though) to be safe and heal and find companionship? Yes. Does Nesta support this? Yes. Should NESTA HAVE HER OWN HOME WITH PRIVACY WHERE SHE DOESN’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT PEOPLE LIVING UNDER HER????? YES. SHOULD NESTA BE ABLE TO LOCK HER DOORS AND TELL RHYSAND TO FUCK OFF BECAUSE SHE JUST NEEDS A MINUTE TO BREATHE, SHOULD SHE HAVE THE SPACE TO SAY WHO SHE WILL AND WILL NOT ALLOW IN HER HOUSE AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT REGARDLESS OF THE FUCKING REASON????? YES. SHOULD SHE BE ABLE TO LEAVE/ENTER HER OWN HOUSE WITHOUT EXTREME PHYSICAL LABOR OR RELYING ON PEOPLE THAT COULD MAKE HER HOMELESS WITH A SIMLE PETTY THOUGHT? YESYESYESYESYES.

This is literally insane on Feyre’s part. This is not how adults work. Your sisters are not children and you are not their parent. They absolutely have the right to live wherever they like. Adults, especially adults who come from extreme poverty and abusive backgrounds, need their own space, a home of their own that they can control and be safe in, not a single fucking room like some divorced dad who only sees his kids twice a month gives. I don’t care how you treat your family, if you’re the cuntiest, more horrible person that ever existed, you still deserve a home of your own where you are safe and can control who you see and when. Why are you designating rooms for them in your house and expecting them to live there? Why can you not let go of this need to control their lives? There’s this weird idea in ACOTAR that because the IC is so close, they all need rooms in Feysand’s house(s). There’s mention of secret houses or manors that the IC uses/possesses, but why the hell don’t they have normal homes of their own???? Where they live??????

I’m sorry but this is insane, abusive, controlling behavior from Feyre, I don’t care how sweetly you paint it. It’s giving Mother Gothel. Your sisters are adults, let them live their own lives, stop expecting them to live with you until they need privacy to fuck the person you approve of them fucking. Rhysand and Feyre are the same in their need to control the lives of the people they claim to care about, wanting personal freedom while stripping it away from others, all the while presenting them “choices” that are all just fucked up loses of self and control.

It is very telling that cutting Nesta off from their personal funds was never an option. There was never an attempt to let her find her own way, to find a job that brought her joy or a life she controlled. In truth, neither Feyre or Rhysand care about the money. 500 gold pieces isn’t anything to the man who doesn’t care about a budget, who buys endless jewels for a tiny monster. It was always, live where we can control you, access you, and watch you at all given times. Oh thanks for saving our lives, here, you can stay in the prison where we can do all of those things forever! It’s a gift. From us. To us. Aren’t you happy and healed?

Please. Someone teach Feyre how adult relationships work.

No matter how far Feyre has come, she has yet to understand that sometimes people make choices you do not like at all, but that you, as a person who claims to care about them, need to accept and understand they’re working their way through life, even if you do not understand or agree with it. Controlling every aspect of someone’s life will NEVER be good for them.

[duskvsdawn]

*inhale*

Shu yamino has the worst luck of being haunted by a succubus. The catch is.. the succubus is a first timer and unexpectedly holds close traditional romance values, she prefers genuinely dating her targets rather than just using them for lust. So yeah.. can i request prompt no. 33 with Shu but the non smut version? Thank you very much (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

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≫ A/N: Hello darling! Ooooh this is super interesting! A sfw version to a succubus story? This will be a challenge, but I love challenges when it comes to writing! This will be able to train my brain a little bit and make me write something I usually wouldn't, so thank you for this super cool request! I am not entirely sure how to approach this, but I will try my best! It isn't super long, but I hope you enjoy! ❤

CW: This is just cute, compared to what I normally write, I am gonna try my hardest to keep it sfw, the topic of sex does get spoken about but nothing actually happens because Shu is a total sweetheart and respects your boundaries (he is a real gentleman, after all)

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I am obsessed with you

Shu woke up, covered in sweat and with glowing cheeks. You had come to visit him in his dreams once more, and it left him breathless again. You had kissed him so intensely that it took his breath away, which made sense, because he was pretty knowledgeable about mythical creatures, and he could quickly tell that it was a succubus visiting him at night (or whenever his sleeping schedule allowed him to sleep). Your lovely lavender and vanilla smell was still lingering in his nostrils, a smell he knew very well by now. His mind and body always went into overdrive every time you came to visit him, and all sorts of hopes and dreams would fill his head. He was absolutely infatuated with you, and he wanted to meet you when he was awake as soon as possible. Shu got out of bed, splashed his face with cold water and went on about his day.

You, meanwhile, were watching his every move, using your invisibility powers to spy on him. But you knew he wasn't stupid, because he would often look around the room, because he noticed some presence there. A succubus is a powerful being after all, and can leave a lingering scent; their auras are usually threatening and can fill one's mind with intense feelings of lust. But not you. You were different. It had not been long since you were allowed into the succubus rank, and not many of your colleagues were happy about how you did your business. You were completely different from them. Where they would visit as many partners as they could to do all kinds of nasty things with them to suck them dry of all the power they could give, you approached things differently. You were attached to the sorcerer, and only the sorcerer, and you were not interested in all the sexual things that the other girls did. Instead, you wanted to get together with the sorcerer in a loving and caring relationship instead of hopping from one man to the other, and give him kisses and cuddles because he was just so incredibly handsome and cute to you. You kept a close eye on him all day, and you wanted to make a move on him so bad, but you were too shy. He surely noticed you, so you were hoping he would ask you first.

Another night came, and you visited him once more. You embraced him and left your face in his neck, and afterwards you gave him an intense kiss, just like you did the night before. Your heart was beating loudly in your chest, and you wanted to visit him outside of his dreams so much. But it seems he wanted the same. After your kiss, he spoke up: “Please, I need to touch you in real life. Can you please come visit me outside of my dreams?” he asked, and you thought 'Finally, he asked me!'. You were incredibly happy that he did, so you decided to do just that.

Shu was awoken by someone gently shaking his body. The familiar smell of vanilla mixed with lavender overwhelmed his sense of smell once it became functional again when he awoke. He was met by your face hovering above his, smiling at him. You were shy about all of this, as this was the first time you were actually in someone's bed. Shu smiled back and reached out to rub your cheek with the back of his hand, and that made you feel more at ease. You lay down next to him instead of hovering over him, and wrapped your arms around him.

"I am so happy you asked, I was too shy to actually come visit you myself," you admitted with a blush appearing on your face. He asked you why you went about things so differently than other succubi did, and you explained to him that you were absolutely obsessed with him, and that anything sexual was something you didn't necessarily like. He nodded his head and kissed your forehead, his kisses gradually moving down all over your face, and ending on your lips. You let out a happy sigh as you twirled some of his hair around your finger. It felt so soft, and it was incredibly pretty. And the moonlight being reflected into his beautiful galaxy colored eyes made a massive swarm of butterflies appear in your stomach. You were so in love with this man, it's absolutely ridiculous.

And your powers told you that he was just as infatuated with you as you were with him. You kissed him some more and hid your face in his neck to smell his lovely scent. It was musky, but he also smelled like the body wash you knew he always used. But you never actually watched him in the shower or when he changed, because you respected his privacy and seeing him naked made you feel way too nervous anyway. Maybe you would someday, after the two of you got married, go on a honeymoon, go to the accommodation the two of you would have rented for the occasion and- You were getting ahead of yourself. Just thinking about all these things made you giddy but also incredibly nervous. You wanted to just tie the knot with him so badly, and maybe, someday, you would. He really wanted to do the same as he loved you dearly, and he treasured you so much. The two of you practically already knew everything about each other as both of you had talked a lot in his sleep. In his dreams, you would often sit on a comfy couch, holding hands, looking into each other's eyes as you talked about basic things and aspirations.

Lost in your own thoughts, you were pulled out of them when Shu left a gentle, loving kiss at the top of your head. You looked up at him with teary eyes, so close to spilling over. He gently wiped them away and asked you what was wrong. You told him that you were constantly being ridiculed by your colleagues for being so different from them. That you loved him so incredibly much. Him and only him, and that no one else mattered to you. You asked him if you were even a succubus at all at this point. The way the others talked about sex so casually made you uncomfortable, like it was the most normal thing in the world to sleep around. Like sex was the most fun you could ever have. Maybe it was, but to you it was different. You considered it something sacred, shared between two lovers who had been together for quite some time. You asked him if it was wrong of you to have such traditional beliefs when it came to love and sex, and the sorcerer shook his head.

"I don't think that's wrong at all. It makes you unique. And I do feel bad that the others make so much fun of you for having these beliefs, it's not fair. I don't want you to get hurt. I admit I would love to have intercourse with you at some point, but only if you want it too, and if you are maybe at some point comfortable with it." Shu said as he left another loving kiss on your forehead. You smiled as you felt much more at ease with his answer, and you could tell he was telling the truth. You happily nodded and leaned your forehead against his. One hand entangled in your hair to gently rub the back of your head, as his other hand lovingly rubbed your back. With him next to you, you felt whole. You felt happy. You felt at home in his arms. And Shu felt the very same way, gently kissing your lips.

"Stay here with me. Atleast for tonight. I would love it even more if you stayed forever. I know you've been around for a long time. I felt a presence and smelt your signature smell. It felt comforting. Please, stay." the sorcerer said, and you happily nodded your head. You leaned forward and kissed him, as one of your hands was placed on his chest so you could feel his heartbeat.

You would never leave his side, and you decided to not care about what the others thought about you. You didn't care if you were stripped of your powers and left to be a normal human being. He was your soulmate, you just knew for certain. You closed your eyes, and both of you drifted off to sleep. You would still visit him in his dreams, so you would never have to be apart for a single second.