#wouldn't be me without some large gifs hehe

[wolfchans]

BANG CHAN ♡ FENDI 100 ANNIVERSARY

[oceanicwriting]

hey, bro!

summary: where mattheo riddle is obsessed with his best friend sister, and for the first time, he can fuck her without protection and now he doesn't give a fuck about who knows what. not even his best friend.

pairing(s): non-wizard mattheo riddle x non-wizard female!reader

a/n: i'm so sooooorry this took me a while to post... but here it is! i'm still doing my road trip and i have no idea when i'll be back, but i have some good ideas if you are patient with me hehe.

+18 smut, unprotected sex, missionary, praising, cursing

ㅤㅤㅤ —mattheo, —you moan as you feel his lips descend to the neckline of your shirt—. mattheo, wait.

ㅤㅤㅤ you thought he would ignore your voice because he easily lifts you up to sit on the counter, standing between your legs ready to receive him. although he continues to caress you with his large palms, he seems attentive to listen to what you have to say.

ㅤㅤㅤ —we can’t do this, —you whisper, looking him straight into his soft puppy brown eyes—. theodore could catch us, and we both know that would be fatal.

ㅤㅤㅤ —i can handle it, —he says, smiling and leaning in to kiss you again—. where does all this guilt come from, baby? i don't remember these words when we did it at my house, my car, the beach, the closet, the bathroom...

ㅤㅤㅤ you roll your eyes at his tone. funny but ironic.

ㅤㅤㅤ —get to the point.

ㅤㅤㅤ mattheo caresses your face with one of his hands, moving his thumb delicately over your cheekbone lit up red. his other hand travels to your back, where the neckline of the shirt allows him to feel your warm skin against the tip of his fingers. a shiver runs through your body, as weak as ever to his cold touch.

ㅤㅤㅤ —i don't think all the other times you cared so much. —you hated that his gaze enjoys so much seeing even the slightest reaction of your body to his presence—. theodore is drunk and, minutes ago, he went with my cousin to his room. why is that not illegal?

ㅤㅤㅤ you laugh, playing with the collar of his black t-shirt.

ㅤㅤㅤ —besides, it's my fault that his sister is so fucking hot? —he questions, letting out a soft laugh.

ㅤㅤㅤ you give him a punch on the shoulder as he tries to lean in to kiss you again. lately, he didn’t seem to care if theodore, your brother, found out about you two, and it was driving you a little crazy. mattheo growls at your action and raises his eyebrows in confusion.

ㅤㅤㅤ —not here. go to my room in five. —you jump off the furniture, pushing mattheo against the wall.

ㅤㅤㅤ —there’s my girl.

ㅤㅤㅤ mattheo riddle and theodore nott have been friends since they were five. when they met, after your family moved to his neighborhood, you had just turned three. over time, the brunette became a constant figure at home. now the two great friends shared an apartment near the university in the busy streets of london.

ㅤㅤㅤ your story with mattheo is somewhat different. sure, you knew each other since you were little, but theodore became an overprotective brother by the time. no one could ever get close to his little sister, much less his friends who he knew so well. everything turned upside down when you turned thirteen, and your parents sent you to a boarding school for girls in the outskirts of the country. you didn't see mattheo again until a year ago, where all kinds of things started to go wrong.

ㅤㅤㅤ the first time you two had a run-in was eight months ago. theodore, after having insisted for hours, took you to a party with the strict condition of not being near his friends. the big problem started when your brother drank so much that he was unable to drive the car, and mattheo was the only sane one to take you home. if your brother hadn't drank more than he should have, you wouldn't have had the slightest intention of getting close to them, and everything that's happening with mattheo would never have blossomed.

ㅤㅤㅤ from that time on, mattheo started looking for you, and even if you insisted that it was forbidden, nothing could stop the desire of your eager bodies.

ㅤㅤㅤ and that's how you've ended up, once again, whimpering under his sticky body. you're not fully aware of how many times you've cum under the brunette's caresses, but you're sure you've enjoyed each one of them. the labored breathing, aroma of the room, and condoms thrown on the floor were proof of that.

ㅤㅤㅤ —shit, —he whispers, coming out of you to throw away the condom that was squeezing his cock—. so perfect. and just for me.

ㅤㅤㅤ you barely smile because you're still a little lost from the explosion of sensations you'd experienced seconds ago. mattheo, until now, had tested your pussy until exhaustion. he had bitten, licked, and sucked every corner of your naked body with the need to mark you until the last day of your life. of course, as fascinating as everything he'd done before, burying himself in you over and over again wasn't going to be left out of the long night.

ㅤㅤㅤ —how i love to see your face after the orgasm —he whispers, caressing your legs, standing between them—. so beautiful and bright.

ㅤㅤㅤ seeing him naked and stained by soft pink marks can only awaken a new wave of need that intoxicates you. it is an unrecognizable force of desire that generates all kinds of thoughts loaded with lust. then, motivated by instinct, you hug his waist with your legs and pull his arm.

ㅤㅤㅤ —what is this? —he questions, resting one of his hands on the bed so as not to crush you—. seconds ago, you were screaming that you couldn't take it anymore.

ㅤㅤㅤ there is a hint of concern in his voice for taking you to an unknown limit, but also a certain mockery that does not go unnoticed, motivating you to rub your pussy against his slowly hardening crotch. it was as clear as the day that mattheo riddle could never resist you.

ㅤㅤㅤ —mattheo. —the guttural moan that escapes your lips is enough to make him lose his mind a little—. i need you to fuck me again. i need to feel every inch of you, please.

ㅤㅤㅤ —baby, i don't...

ㅤㅤㅤ knowing exactly what he was going to say and taking the initiative, you speak—. i don’t want you to use a condom. please, mattheo, i need to feel it all inside me.

ㅤㅤㅤ how could he think straight when you’re rubbing yourself shamelessly, his lip marks glistening on your chest, and you’re smiling like the devil himself has possessed you?

ㅤㅤㅤ mattheo’s lips tangle with yours in a messy, exhausted, needy kiss. it was such a strange mix that your heart skips a beat against your chest. he settles against your pussy, finding your entrance and gently pushing himself inside you. he didn’t want to go fast because mattheo wanted to remember every corner of your insides with agony.

ㅤㅤㅤ —you feel so good.

ㅤㅤㅤ when his member is completely inside you, you feel his warm skin throbbing and stretching your muscles to the limit. the feeling of that connection drove you completely crazy because being with mattheo was already dangerous territory, and having him inside you without any barriers was even more exciting.

ㅤㅤㅤ —do it slowly —you ask, moving your hips to let him know that he could move.

ㅤㅤㅤ just as you had asked, mattheo does not rush. his entries and exits are smooth, enjoying the exquisiteness of your hot interior. he was fascinated by the way your muscles embraced him, sliding without problem against your walls that could have made him cum from the first moment.

ㅤㅤㅤ soft moans begin to escape from mattheo's lips, forcing you to pay attention to those sounds that you had rarely heard. they were loud, husky, and shameless, perfectly matching the clash of your bodies and your own moans.

ㅤㅤㅤ —shit, i could get addicted to this. feeling you like never before, —he whispers, kissing your chest and speeding up the movement of his hips—. but i can’t take it anymore.

ㅤㅤㅤ a soft cry escapes your mouth at the speed that tickles the inside of your body. mattheo separates his chest from yours, raising your hips held by his hands and burying himself deeper this time. you try to keep your composure, but it’s impossible not to whimper and shudder.

ㅤㅤㅤ —mattheo, i can’t... —a stream of tears escapes down your reddened face—. i need to cum.

ㅤㅤㅤ he doesn't respond, dropping your body back against the bed and stimulating your clit with one of his fingers. the simple contact makes you arch your back in unrecognizable pleasure, clouding your gaze.

ㅤㅤㅤ —so stupidly cute, —he whispers, admiring the way his cock comes in and out of you to discover every corner of your interior—. you're going to look so gorgeous after this. come on, baby, cum for me.

ㅤㅤㅤ you close your eyes tightly, moaning loudly at the amount of sensations that whip through your entire body. then, you feel it, a relieving heat that runs through your entire body accompanied by a soft pop. mattheo has just left your interior to cum in your abdomen, while a soft convulsion releases your own orgasm.

ㅤㅤㅤ you can’t open your eyes because you’re too tired, irritated, and relieved to do so. mattheo takes the liberty of cleaning you up, tidying the room soon after.

ㅤㅤㅤ —you can’t fall asleep, —you whisper, feeling the heaviness of his arm around you—. mattheo?

ㅤㅤㅤ —i know, baby. i know.

ㅤㅤㅤ and the truth is, you should have found the strength to get him out of the room, but you didn’t, waking up the next morning with his arm still squeezing you.

ㅤㅤㅤ —mattheo!? —it's a little scream that you have to stifle with your own hand, getting out of bed and watching him wake up lazily—. shit! mattheo, wake up. you have to go. now.

ㅤㅤㅤ —five minutes...

ㅤㅤㅤ —what? —you climb onto the bed, pushing him towards the edge as best you can—. shit. come on, please, mattheo...

ㅤㅤㅤ and the silly smile that appears on his face at your useless efforts doesn't help the panic growing in your chest. then he pulls your arm, making you fall on top of his bare chest.

ㅤㅤㅤ —do you know that you're wearing my shirt? i can't leave without it.

ㅤㅤㅤ the truth is that you hadn't realized that until he mentions it. mattheo, in an attempt to kiss your lips, approaches your face with impulse.

ㅤㅤㅤ —if that's what you need to get out of the fucking bed.

ㅤㅤㅤ and mattheo shines at the idea of ​​seeing your tits. however, the second you try to take off the garment over your head, your door bursts open. theodore nott, your brother, is now part of the equation.

ㅤㅤㅤ —what the fuck am i looking at? —at each word he pauses a little, exchanging his gaze between you and his best friend.

ㅤㅤㅤ mattheo has jumped out of bed, and the obviousness, given his semi-nakedness, is comical.

ㅤㅤㅤ —god! —you approach your brother, determined to push him out of your room—. why the hell are you coming in without knocking?

ㅤㅤㅤ —hey, bro!

ㅤㅤㅤ if it weren't for the fact that you know that's the worst thing he could say, you would have considered that goofy smile one of the cutest you've ever seen on his face.

ㅤㅤㅤ —shut the fuck up! —theodore bellows, pulling his best friend closer—. i'll talk to you later. walk, motherfucker.

ㅤㅤㅤ —theodore, wait!

ㅤㅤㅤ mattheo doesn't seem to have the best face in the world, but he doesn't seem sorry or afraid either. what the hell is wrong with him today?

ㅤㅤㅤ —see you soon, baby.

ㅤㅤㅤ and you can hear mattheo receive a blow, followed by your brother's voice saying—: you're not going to see her anytime soon, shit face. what the hell do you think you're doing...?

[rainy-nights]

Hehe i just looked back on here and i just had to ask for a unstable day x fem reader 💁‍♀️

Ohoho...

Absolutely

THANKS FOR THE REQUEST!!

Anyway

Stay With Me ❤︎

Unstable_Day x Reader

Word count: 0.9k

cw: f!reader, yandere!unstable, unstable is obsessive, belittling of the reader, he won't let you go </3, Unstable acting out of character 💀

Being an intern for the Days Union was certainly interesting. So many new people. So many new personalities. You'd grown accustomed to the Days' ways, although it'd only been a few 2 months.

You had gotten fired for no particular reason at your old job as a waitress for a restaurant. One that looked plain like the rest of the city, but you really didn't care. You got money to feed yourself and that's all that really mattered in the end. Being fired made you dread the future, until one of your distant friends came to the rescue and asked if you'd be interested in trying out as an intern at the Days Union. You decided, 'why not?'. I mean, you'd still get paid, although it would last a few 4 months or so. But it'd seem nice to try new things and with that, you decided to try it out.

After a few weeks or so, you would be called into the Sovereignty's office.

"(Y/N), are you sure you'd want to try out as an intern? Although I lack knowledge about everyone in the Days Union, I'm not sure whether you'll be safe around them, including certain places regular civilians wouldn't be able to gain access to."

"Yes, sir. I'm sure I can handle this, even if it's just an internship." You yourself weren't sure about that statement, but you couldn't go back on your word now.

"Very well. I'm sure they will all be pleased to meet you tomorrow at noon. Please don't forget to come."

You nodded before leaving the large building. Letting out a sigh, you weren't really sure whether this was a good idea or not. Not until you remembered the amount of money.

"... That's a lot of zeros."

You smiled and kept walking until you reached you residence. "A nap will do me well," you said to yourself.

You reached the couch and rested up. More like slept, because you woke up the next day.

The day after was peculiar. Some of them shook your hand while others were too reserved to even talk to you. You felt a bit out of place, scratching your neck while some of them talked to you. Your presence was acknowledged either way, positive or not. You smiled awkwardly as you shook the last man's hand.

His hand shook, as well as the rest of his body.

"HI, AM UNSTABLE. YOU?"

He had broken grammar, and it was terrible. He also practically screamed his whole "sentence". He lived up to his name alright.

It took you a bit to process his words.

"Oh, yes! I'm (Y/N)."

He smiled and mumbled something to himself. Not that you could hear it, or care.

The next week and months were of you getting smothered by him. Hugs, cuddling, you name it. Eventually everyone became used to the fact that he would be in your office every day cuddling you. He brought you treats from Benevolent's bakery and fed you them. You barely had any alone time at your office. Maybe this "job" was a mistake. He'd compliment you out of nowhere.

"(Y/N) IS PRETTY NAME." "Thank you?"

Hell, you couldn't even go home without him constantly on edge that'd you'd be attacked by the Night's monsters. Constantly saying he'd protect you from the monsters.

"Unstable, it's daytime."

He'd look at you hurt before forgetting about it after seeing flowers, running over to them, plucking them from the ground before he ran over to you and shoved them at your chest. You have accepted gifts like this in the past. Sometimes he'd bring you dead flowers. Not that he would notice, to him if it's a flower, it's a gift now. "FLOWER PRETTY LIKE (Y/N)."

———

You smiled happily knowing your internship ended. It had given you more options for different jobs and you were glad. You packed your stuff into boxes. It was saddening knowing you would have to leave behind your friends, but it's a sacrifice you appreciate. You had also ultimately gotten Unstable something from another bakery near Benevolent's.

You exchanged your goodbyes with them. Others took this well while others didn't. You patted their backs as they hugged you tightly and wished you well on your journey with tear-filled eyes.

More thing shoved in even more boxes. You really wish you had someone to help you out.

"(Y/N), I HAVE FOOD FROM BAKERY."

Unstable bursted into the room and smiled widely before his eyes looked at the boxes that surrounded you.

"W-what.. you're not leaving already.. ARE YOU??"

He knew you'd be leaving soon, but not right now. He practicaly ran over to you as you grabbed the gift wrapped box. He looked at you furious. You were shocked at his sudden fix into his broken grammar.

"NO, YOU WONT LEAVE!! I WON'T LET YOU! YOU ARE NOTHING WITHOUT ME!"

"I can't stay any longer… my internship has ended.."

He grabbed your shoulders before hugging you tightly. His mood changed unexpectedly.

"N-no.. GREAT. YES! I WILL TALK TO HIM AND YOU STAY WITH ME. YOU WILL."

He looked down at the box before he ripped it from your hands and tore off the wrapping paper quickly and swiftly. You couldn't move, why was he acting so out of character?

"FOR ME?? THANK YOU!"

You nodded slowly.

"BUT LET'S GO TALK TO GREAT. HE WILL HELP! YES YES!"

He let go of the box before dragging you to the Supreme Leader's office.

You aren't going anywhere.

©rainy-nights

[slut-for-strangerthings]

Knight in the hellfire shirt: Eddie x (f) reader

A/N: A short Eddie blurb to start out my blog! More Eddie content coming your way SOON I promise! I want to write a much longer enemies to lovers fic at some point in the future. This is to hold you over until then:) Drop a like or comment if you enjoyed, and please lmk if there's any other content you want to see.

Word count: 2321

Warnings: drinking, date rape drugs, douchey men

summary: Eddie saves you from a dangerous situation and the two of you are attracted to each other hehe

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You twirled in the full-length mirror, sighing as you felt the material of the jeans and sweater against your skin. You hated the outfit. Turning around, you glanced at the clock. 9:30pm. Nancy would be here any minute. Probably against both of your better judgments', you had agreed to go to a party with Robin and Steve. Typically, the both of you would have said no, but between Nancy wanting to forget about her relationship troubles for a night and you wanting to get away from your ex-boyfriend, Jason, neither of you hesitated saying no.

Pulling on one of your favorite pink dresses, you took your hair out of the large curlers to reveal silky waves. At least one part of your outfit was working with you. After hurriedly tying your shoes, you opened the window and shimmied out. Grabbing onto the large oak tree branch right next to your window, you pulled yourself onto the large branch. "Shit." you whispered to yourself as the branch shook from the weight. Your heartbeat rang in your ears as you eyed your parents' window, attempting to will them to not hear. As soon as the coast was clear, you reached for the trunk of the tree, and slowly pulled yourself to the ground. As soon as your feet hit the hard ground, you ran to the end of the street and looked for Nancy's lights. As if on cue, you saw the familiar headlights turning the corner. You ran to her car, pulling the door open with extra force, catching your breath as you dramatically flopped into the seat. "Did your parents see you?" Nancy asked with her eyes wide open. "Nope!" "Perfect." she said with a smile and stepped on the gas. "Hopefully Jason isn't there tonight, I can't believe you ever went out with him!" Nancy said. You mentally smacked yourself. Of course he would be there. No party in Hawkins is complete without the typical jock-douche. "Nancy, don't remind me." you grimaced. She laughed and looked over at you. "Don't worry, if anything happens, I'll protect you." You joined in her laughter. "You? Protect me? Yeah, right. But I'm sure Steve and Robin wouldn't let anything happen." you teased. "I think we're here," Nancy said, looking at the house across the street from where she parked. If this wasn't the right house, the police would need to get here soon, because the actions happening outside the house were criminal. Of course, this was a typical Hawkins house party. From your car, you could see two boys doing a keg stand, a few girls in cheerleader uniforms cheering them on with red solo cups in their hands, and a few other guys standing a few yards away, seemingly just talking. You and Nancy got out of the car, with the slamming of your doors catching the conversing boys' attention. You looked over, and surprisingly you recognized one of them. Eddie Munson. Nancy and Steve had told you he was bad news. He dealt drugs to the town and had basically repeated senior year like, three times. You typically didn't go for the best guys, but Munson was a whole new league of bad. Despite hearing all of this, you had never talked to the guy, so you wouldn't completely write him off just yet. "You coming?" Nancy asked, moving her line of sight to where you were looking. She gave Eddie a dirty look before pulling your arm into the house. "Don't bother with him, he's trouble, trust me." she whispered to you just loud enough for Eddie to hear. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him smile.

As soon as Nancy dragged you into the house, you knew you made a mistake coming out tonight. The loud synth music was too loud, and the guests were already wasted. You were uncomfortable even being sober around them. Scanning the scene, you saw Robin and Steve hanging out by the staircase. You headed over, Nancy in tow. "Hey guys!" Robin said excitedly. She had already had a lot to drink. "Hey Y/N!" Steve said, slinging his arm around your shoulder. You giggled. You and Steve were almost like siblings, after meeting in your freshman English class, you two became inseparable, that is after he ditched Carol and Tommy. "You guys wanna dance? I promise it'll be fun." Steve said to you and Nancy. You shook your head and moved his arm gently off of your shoulder. "I need to get at least a few shots in before I can think about dancing with you, Steve." Robin snorted and put her arm around Nancy. "Why don't we go out back and find somewhere to chill?" she suggested. "You can meet us out there after getting a drink." You nodded. "Grab me a can of beer!" Nancy yelled after you as you made your way to the kitchen. You were in the mood for a mixed drink, something strong. In the middle of pouring your vodka into a cup, you felt a strong pair of arms hugging you from behind. "Hey Y/N." You stiffened. The voice. You knew it anywhere. And the smell of cheap cologne. It must be- "It's Jason." he said with smile you could hear. Not the kind of genuine smile that adorns the face of someone with real emotions, but the kind of smile that someone has when they want something. You sighed. "What do you want?" Jason pouted. "Why do I have to want something from my best girl? I just wanted to see if you wanted to hang out...together." His hand dips to slip around your waist. You rolled your eyes and pulled his arm off of you. "No, Jason. I'm done with you. With us. I told you that after our last date." "Cmon, Y/N. I want you. Your body." he whispers in your ear. Your body goes stiff, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. The time for being nice was over. "Fuck no. Jason, go away." you said, crossing your arms and setting your drink on the counter behind you. "You're such a fucking slut." he says, sneering at you and placing his hands on either side of your body. "I can't believe that you would sleep with me then reject me on the next date. Cmon, one dance and you'll be begging for more." You started seeing red. "I said no. Now get the fuck away from me or I'll punch your face." Suddenly, his whole demeanor changed. He held his hands up in front of his face as if to apologize and walked away. You let out a sigh of relief. Your intimidation skills must be much stronger than you remembered. Turning back around, you quickly downed your drink. It was going to be a long ass night. After making your second drink and grabbing a beer for Nancy, you began to head out of the kitchen. Suddenly, you felt a headache coming on. Odd, this only happens when you have at least six or more drinks. Shaking your head, you look up to see the room spinning. Your drink crashes to the floor, spilling all over the rug. You grab onto the counter, pulling yourself forward, trying to make it outside to let Nancy, Steve, and Robin that something is wrong. You barely make it five steps before you feel a strong pair of arms--Jason's arms pick you up. You try to scream, but nothing comes out. You see the blur of partygoers dancing, you try to reach out and grab for one of them, but your arms hang limp. The host of the party, Nathan-something, comes up to Jason. All you can comprehend from their conversation was Jason telling him you drank too much. And he was going to take you upstairs to have you lay down. You could feel the tears pricking the back of your eyes, but nothing was happening. You couldn't control your body. It was shutting down. Soon, you wouldn't be awake. As Jason carried your limp form up the stairs, you tried to will Steve, or Robin, or even Nancy to walk through the back door and rescue you. You knew it wouldn't happen.

Jason opened the first door on the second floor and tossed you onto the bed. Your eyes were beginning to close. You heard the door close and the belt buckle on Jason's belt come undone. This was it. Suddenly, right before it all went black, you saw a form come into the room. It was Eddie. Eddie Munson. The freak. He socked Jason in the nose, and you saw his head hit the ground at the same time it all went black. The last thing you remember was someone picking you up off the bed and running down the stairs...

"Ughhhhhhhh," you groaned as you opened your eyes to the harsh sunlight. You quickly picked your head up off the soft pillows to look around. This wasn't your bed. And it wasn't Nancy's. Where the hell were you? Did Jason or one of his friends get to you? Pulling off the covers, you realized you had on a pair of boxers and an oversized shirt that said "Hellfire" on the front. That's when it dawned on you. You were in Eddie Munson's bed. The bed of the man that had saved you from a certain fate with Jason. Slowly placing your feet on the cold ground, you took a few uncertain steps out of the bedroom and into the hallway to see Eddie's sleeping form on the couch. Not wanting to wake him, you took a few more steps around him to check the clock. 10:35am. Shit. If your parents hadn't already called the police, they were definitely out looking for you. Uncertainly, you tapped Eddie on the shoulder. He shot up out of a dead sleep. "Hey princess." he said groggily. You frowned. "I would love to know what I'm doing here." you said coldly. He gave you a small smile. "Well, first I punched the living shit out of Jason, and then I took you back downstairs where your friends were basically having a heart attack. I told them what had happened, and none of them were in the right mind to drive anywhere. So I promised Nancy I would take care of you and bring you back to her place around 11." You sighed in relief. Ok, so at least your parents wouldn't be out looking for you. "That doesn't explain why I'm in your clothes, Munson." He looked over at you, then at the end of the couch, where your pink dress lay in a ball. "Well, when someone spikes your drink like that you need to throw it up, just like any other drug. So I got you some water and you threw up. Mostly in the toilet but a lot of it got on your dress. So I gave you some extra clothes to wear so you wouldn't be uncomfortable." You let go of your frown and gave him an apologetic smile. "Sorry for being so rude. But, um, one more question." you asked. "Why did you save me?" The silence after you asked your question hit the room like a brick wall. Eddie ran a hand through his hair. "Well m'lady," he starts "I just don't think it's right at all for a man to do that, y'know?" he says, looking up at you. "I was there on business, but after seeing what Jason was doing to you, I couldn't help but intervene. It was the right thing to do." A blush hit your cheeks and you looked down. "Besides, I was listening in to your conversation in the kitchen and it didn't sound like it was going in a positive direction." You looked up with a confused look on your face. "You were listening to our conversation?" He smiled. "I wanted to talk to you, princess. I wanted to see if Eddie 'the freak' Munson stood a chance with a pretty girl like you." You blushed even harder and stood up to gather your senses. "Why don't you come back the bedroom with me? There's still some things I'd like to know about you, Munson." He seemed taken aback by your confidence, but nonetheless, he smiled widely and picked you up. You squealed and turned your face to his. Both of you stared intensely into each other's eyes. A new sense of appreciation and lust clouded his pupils. As you leaned in for a kiss, you heard a honk outside. "Shit, that must be Nancy." Eddie sighed, letting you go from his arms. "I thought you were taking me home." You stated, striding over to the door. "She said if you weren't at her house by 11 sharp, she'd be over here herself," Eddie said with a laugh. You giggled. "Want me to give these back to you?" You said, pointing at his shirt and boxer shorts you still had on. "Yeah I should probably wash them." he said, heading to the back of the room to give you privacy while you changed. "But I'd like to see them on you again, m'lady." he whispered in your ear as he strode past you. Your breath hitched in your throat as you pulled your dress over your head.

As you pulled open the door to see a disgruntled Nancy waiting in her car, you turned back to Eddie. "Why don't we meet after school tomorrow," you said with a smile. He ran a hand through his hair and nodded. "I have a few deals I need to go to, but after that....I'm all yours." he said with a smile. You turned away with a smile on your face and a slight blush on your cheeks. Looks like Eddie wasn't as much of a freak as you once thought....

[xiaosmoon]

hiiii congrats on 100 :D!! i’m here for a matchup! pref. w one of the adult males as i’m 20 hehe ^^

- pronouns: she!her

- zodiac: sagittarius sun, aquarius moon, aquarius rising

- mbti: isfp-t

- weapon: a polearm!

- i luv luv luv nature (specifically the ocean), whales (i can’t go to sleep without listening to whale sounds ehe), black coffee, and warm, sunny days! i dislike mean and close minded ppl, humidity (my hair acts tf up), and insects lmao (except butterflies! i love butterflies ^^) some of my hobbies include yoga, meditation, sitting out in nature and reading, practicing witchcraft (i’m an eclectic witch!), watching the sunrise/sunset, bike rides with friends, fashion (my aesthetic alternates between y2k and fairy grunge), playing the piano and guitar, and blasting music and horribly dancing when i have the house to myself :3 i do quite well in making conversation with strangers and i don’t mind going to large social events as long as i know a few ppl there but i get drained very easily and need a LOT of alone time to recharge. i’m quick to make friends and trust people easily, so i have a hard time telling when someone is lying to me >< i’m very free-spirited and have a childlike/innocent personality? i like to think i have a zest for life! i get excited by the tiniest things and try to show love for everyone and everything :-) it’s not hard for me to get close to people, and when i do, i really do love them with my whole heart and soul :3 i’ll always check up on my friends and love to randomly surprise them with gifts! i also tend to be pretty clingy/needy with people i like romantically ^^; overall, i’m optimistic, spontaneous (probably to a fault... i rly hate planning things; it stresses me out too much), open-minded, and love to learn and try new things! i’ve been told that my personality is akin to that of a puppy ehe :> thank u sweets!!! <3333 congrats on 100 again!!!

u sound so cool omg

your vision & s/o would be...

albedo

vision: dendro

for your first date, you guys go on a picnic!

you both seem like very big nature people, so what better way to spend your time than a picnic?

a butterfly would land in your hair and albedo is in total awe

convinced your a disney princess

as a couple, albedo would love to try meditation with you! he really needs to get away from his work and take a break more often, so what's better for the soul than some meditation?

he can sit still for a surprisingly long time and ends up liking it!

you guys would often go see sunsets together on your daily afternoon walks

albedo would find your witchcraft fascinating and ends up using your materials for his alchemy (you'll have to push him away from your stuff otherwise he'll keep using it)

clingy? he adores it. wouldn't mind you sitting on his lap while he works at his desk

overall, you guys would be a perfectly comparable couple. 10/10 on the cuteness scale

[willymywonkers]

A Trip into the Factory

Summary: Maude gets invited into the factory for the first time in years. Chaos and fluff ensues.

A/N: This really is an excuse for me to try and write Wonka a little better. It's not too great I'll admit that, but I'm still getting used to writing him, lmaoooo.

It was a typical Tuesday afternoon for Maude, which mainly included grading assignments and checking over the kids work.

However, there was one thing different about this Tuesday. Charlie invited her over to the factory for dinner.

Usually she'd be happy to visit the Buckets, the only set back here was actually going into the factory.

Ever since Wonka and her reunited, things had been a little rocky. Maude was always busy with her students, and tried to creating some order in her schedule. Will was busy mentoring Charlie around the factory. There wasn't any time for them to really connect.

"Sure, I think she would thoroughly enjoy the factory, heh." Willy said, trying very hard to seem confident.

"And, when you're done, we can have dinner with my family." Charlie smiled with excitement.

"Yeah." Will gulped, slightly.

This was one of Willy Wonka's rare moments where he was uncertain. Usually, he knew exactly how people would react when entering the factory, but Maude was a different story. She helped sculpt every room when it was first built.

Willy had planned on asking Maude to move in with him before she got married. Being business partners was one thing, but being actually together was another. He knew from the start on why he didn't like her husband. Even during the wedding, Willy tried to be supportive of her. Hell, he even made especially for her a dozen chocolate roses. His feelings for her never really went away. He just wanted her to be happy.

After being isolated from the world for over 15 years, it really took a toll on how he interacted with others.

Meanwhile, Maude was dealing with her own worries. She looked at herself in the mirror, constantly overthinking.

She needed to leave in about 30 minutes, and that wasn't enough time either. Maude rummaged through her closet desperately searching for something to wear. Eventually, she found a brown dress that was casual enough to wear without looking completely overdressed.

She slipped on some heels and grabbed her coat before heading out the door. She was lucky the factory was walking distance from her house, but when the gates opened, she was extremely hesitant to go inside.

'Come on, Maude. Don't be pathetic.' She thought as her hand was just inches away from the door.

She bit her lip, tapping her gloved fist against the cold steel door.

Suddenly, there was a click and the door swung open. Maude stepped back, surprised a little at the sudden opening of the door.

Wonka stood just a little bit outside the door. He smiled, greeting Maude at the door.

"Heh, welcome, Maude." Will flashed a big smile at her.

She smiled back, taking off her coat. "It's quite warm in here, Will."

"Ah yes. It's because of my oompa loompas. They just can't stand the cold."

Maude tilted her head at Will. "Right, and what are oompa loompas again?"

Charlie had told her about these 'oompa loompas' but she wasn't entirely sure about what they are.

"Oh, well, they're my workers. They were directly imported from Loopmaland." Will explained as the two walked down the large hall.

"Loopmaland? I've never heard of that place before." Maude seemed to look even more confused.

"Well, I discovered it while I was searching the world of exotic candy." Will hummed.

Maude couldn't help, but be amazed at the amount of things Will had done throughout the years. Maude felt that she didn't really accomplish anything. After she left Ron, she mostly did boring adult stuff. When she worked in the factory, Maude felt unique and carefree. Will would listen to all her ideas for different kinds of mixtures. She remembered a time where she felt happy being in the factory, because it almost was a sanctuary to her.

The hallway began to get slimmer and slimmer. Soon enough Maude and Willy crouched down to get to the very small door at the end of the hallway.

"I don't remember the chocolate room being this small." Maude joked, trying not to hit her head on the suddenly short ceiling.

Willy shook his head. "It's not. Just watch."

Just as he turned the key, a whole world was opened up for Maude. Her eyes widened. Her lips parted at the view.

It was meadows of gorgeous green grass, and luscious chocolate river that flowed throughout the factory.

There was buttercups at her feet, and a jelly pumpkin on her right.

Maude felt overwhelmed with joy. "You did all this?" Her voice was below a whisper.

Willy smiled wide. "Yeah, I did."

Maude turned to Willy, smiling dreamily at him. "Wow.." Her body suddenly when limp, as she passed out in a sudden trance.

Willy panicked, catching her before she hit the ground. "Maude? Maude!!"

She snapped out of her trance. "Yes? Yes! I'm awake."

Will took a deep breath. "Heh, good. I was worried that I killed ya there."

Maude chuckled, blushing slightly by the way Wonka was holding her.

Wonka seemed to noticed it too. He cleared his throat. "Well, let's get a move on. There's lots of things I wanna show you."

He set Maude back down on her feet. She chuckled nervously, still amazed at the view.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of low drumming. A purple sea horse shaped boat pulled up right next to Willy and Maude.

"Hop on board!" Willy stepped onto the boat, with Maude following behind.

The Oompa Loompas seemed to be chattering amongst themselves and chuckling.

"What are they laughing about?" Maude chuckled.

He laughed nervously. "Surely, it's from all those doggone coca beans. They're a bit of a handful."

Maude smiled. "They seem quite lovely. I think I got a report from Charlie, talking about living with the Oompa Loompas. It was incredibly-"

"Weird?" Willy interrupted.

"Yeah, but, a good kind of weird." Maude chuckled. "You're a great mentor."

Willy's smile faltered slightly. "Well, I have to get him prepared to run this factory. There's not a lot of people I could trust to hold the secret recipes, and keep them secret."

"Right."

"I guess the only other person would be you."

Maude's expression shifted from happiness to a bit of sadness. She attempted to smile. "Thank you, Will."

She stared blankly for a few seconds. She began to remember Ron's horrid yelling.

"You'll always be in his shadow, Maude. Don't you want your own factory? He stole most of your ideas, Maude. A few of his would be nothing."

Maude would always refuse to steal from Will. Ron would call her a coward. Still, this torment would go on for hours, until she resigned.

The boat began to diverge into a dark tunnel. Maude's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the Oompa Loompas drumming as it began to get faster and faster.

"Can they see where they're going?" Maude said, as she turned to Willy.

"Hehe, no." Will chuckled. "There's no telling where they're going."

Maude's face turned pale as she held on to the side of the boat.

The boat suddenly took sharp dive right into the tunnel. The boat looped and turned as chocolate splashed its sides. Maude suddenly had her arms around Wonka's, holding onto dear life. Will looked over at her a little surprised. In most situations, Will despised human contact. Here, he was just amused. Even when he was a little boy, he hates when adults touched his hair, or even when they lightly tapped his shoulder. However, he was very loose when it came to Maude. She didn't appreciate close contact either, but in very few moments, Maude would casually touch his hand accidentally. She would always say sorry, but it was strange because Will didn't mind it. It was an odd connection between the two. They really just couldn't explain it.

Maude was still holding onto Will as the boat came to a stop. She sighed in relief, but quickly let go of Will.

"Sorry." Maude muttered.

Will gulped. "No matter. Let's continue."

The boat had stopped in front of the experimentation room, a place where Maude was quite familiar with.

"The experiments room. I'm pretty sure you know this one, heh." Will said, hoping off the boat.

Maude looked around, admiring the enormous amounts of lab equipment, as well as different kinds of experiments. "Oh, wow. It's gotten quite modernized."

"You're darn right. I've testing out a ton of new candy, but sometimes it's so hard to focus on one." Willy turned towards a big machine. He turned it on and out came a single stick of gum.

"This piece, right here, is a full 3 course dinner all in itself."

Maude picked up the stick of gum, and simply looked at it.

"I wouldn't eat it. There's still a few things wrong with the mixture."

"I see, and what seems to be wrong with it." Maude carefully set the stick back down.

"Well, it's ok, once it gets to the end. It's the blueberry pie that does it. I've tried it on like 20 Oompa Loompas, and each one ended up like a giant blueberry."

"Do you think it's because you made the mixture of the pie too strong?" Maude examined the sample closely, just before sticking it in her mouth.

"Yeah, well." Will's eyes widened as she stuck the gum in her mouth. "Just spit it out once it gets too sweet."

The flavors were very incredible, however it didn't mask the faint blueberry aftertaste that plagued each flavor. Once it got a but too sweet, she immediately spat it out.

Will looked at her with a bit of disgust. He kept a bit of a distance from her. After a few moments, nothing happened.

"I think I know the problem. The blueberry pie mixture is too strong. It masks all the other flavors with a sweet aftertaste." Maude put the gum in the nearest trash can. "If you eliminate that strong aftertaste, then I believe the gum should be just fine."

Willy's expression turned from disgust to ecstatic in a matter of seconds. He grabbed Maude by the hand, and shook it vigorously. "Maude, you're a genius. Absolutely incredible. I don't get why I didn't think of that sooner."

Maude smiled slightly. "This is just like old times. Remember when we were experimenting with those fizzy lifting bubbles? We flew so high. We almost lost our heads."

"Yeah, haha. I remember." Will nodded, still holding onto Maude's hand.

"I remember Ron being so worried." Maude laughed.

Willy's smile soon faded. "Yeah, him."

Hearing that name again really made Will's blood boil. He had an idea what was happening with Maude and Ron. Will had really hoped Maude would choose candy making over Ron, because that's what made her happy.

His gloved hand had a tight hold on Maude's. "It's really weird, heh."

"What is?" Maude asked.

"Being here with you. I just would've figured you'd always be with me, making candy in the factory."

"Well, I'm here right now."

"That's not what I mean."

Maude tilted her head up at him, a little confused. They looking into each other's eyes for a moment. His gorgeous purple eyes burrow deep into her dark chocolate ones.

He leaned in, giving Maude a tiny peck on the lips. It was quick and painless. Still, it made Maude go red as a cherry.

Willy giggled, wiping the tiny kiss off his lips.

"W-wow.." Maude muttered. "That was unexpected." She blinked for a few moments, promptly pinching herself, before even realizing what had happened.

"Heh, I've always wanted to try that." Will said, smiling wide. "Kissing is so weird."

"But it's a good kind of weird." Maude chuckled, as she pulled Will into another kiss.

This was so much better than she could've imagined.

[darkgothamnights]

Shattered (part one)

Raven sat cross legged on the floor of her darkened bedroom. surrounded by lit candles she meditated to quiet her mind though it wasn’t working this time. her thoughts were still racing with the words her blood father said to her last time they met, his maniacal laughter resonating on her soul and darkening her aura. It tainted her peace as she tried to forget the demon inside that was trying to crawl out. “so long as he lives my demon will never rest, I must face my father” she spoke in a quiet whisper. Raven knew once she said anything to her team about going to face trigon they would want to tag along but she couldn’t let them so she would have to enlist some help from an old friend. leaving her room she walked past Ben who looked like another science experiment blew up in his face again but he paid her no mind only rushing to the bathroom to wash off the chemicals. Through when she turned BJ startled her laughing at her little jump she did “sorry rae hehe so whats up girl” he asked putting his arm around her shoulders. her monotone voice and emotionless face masking the urgency and fear she felt inside “I need to see mister wayne” she replied to him. As usual he mocked her flat tone and statuesque face then he laughed “Im just kidding rae hes in the cave” he stated before running off somewhere probably to cause more trouble. raven thought to herself if only he knew, if only they all knew maybe they would be more afraid of her. but she Wouldn't tell a soul of what happened or whats been happening to her over the last few days since her last meeting with her father.

With a deep sigh she made her way down to the bat cave to speak with bruce about her leaving. although she was unsure if telling him was the best idea or if he would even want to help since to be honest bruce was a very mysterious and broodish man but very paternal and guiding to her. once she made it to the main hub of the cave she stood back waiting for him to call her forward because no matter how hard the teens tried he always knew they were there and that they needed him. Even knew just how to help them best which raven never took for granted or thought of as smothering unlike Jason who often felt like a caged bird in the shadow of the bat but would never say so to the man himself. “raven, look at this image what do you see?” he asked her and she stepped forward looking at the large computer screen before her studying the image that was being displayed “I see chaos” she stated simply. which was true the picture was taken of people in a riot that were vandalizing things, starting fires, and fighting others “why don’t you look closer” he said to her. Inspecting the image closer she could see a police lady helping a scared little girl to safety “I don’t understand, what does this mean?” she questioned him and he smiled at her. “sometimes when looking at the bigger picture we miss the little things, this picture isn’t just chaos it’s the calm within the storm raven and I feel you relate a lot more to this picture than you think” he told her calmly. she was still a bit confused as to why he was telling  her all this now but maybe that was his way of trying to convince her that there is a better way to handle her inner demons. but it was too late now her mind was already made up “mister wayne, I need your help…” she started finding it hard to explain what she was about to say “I need to go away for awhile but I don’t want….” She stopped giving a tired sigh.

Bruce put his hand on her shoulder giving her a reassuring looking of understanding that a father would a daughter. “I understand raven you need time without the team” he typed a few things on the computer before speaking again "you might want to fly solo on this mission but just know your not alone, we are here for you raven”. bruce handed her a small communication device “always” he added giving her a rare soft look. raven looked at the device in his hand then up at him with tired eyes that had begun to well up with tears from his actions. being treated like this was a rare thing for her and she never felt like she fit in anywhere or that anyone cared this much about her. “be careful out there and come home safe” bruce spoke as she took the device. She nodded “yes sir mister wayne” raven then turned to leave “bruce” he said and she stopped looking back at him confused “just call me bruce”. raven gave a rare small smile before walking out to her room to pack a bag since she didn’t know how long she would be gone for. Just then jason knocked on her door “raven I need to speak with you” he stated from the other side of the door. she grabbed her bag opened the door and brushed past him not wanting to deal with the dramatic goodbye from him or the demand to tag along that would turn this mission into a team thing. "No time jason" is all she said reying her best to keep swiftly walking but he stoppes her before she could get to the front door. He made her turn to look at him just to see her eyes "what?" She questioned as they stood in awkward silence. Jason looked at her as if she were his world which raven loved but hated at the same time. "Please...if it becames to much and gets to dangerous...im begging you to come home" he said. His words in a low whisper as he pulled her close hugging her tight to him as if he would never let her go. "Promise me" he whispered to her ".....I promise" she replied nuzzling into his embrace before letting go to leave out the front door and start her journey.