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some-lonely-loser · 1 year

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The End Of The World

The End Of The World

Rocky Balboa x GN Reader

Summary: During a zombie apocalypse, you meet the famous boxer, Rocky Balboa. Will you two survive during the apocalypse?

Just down the hill was the first store, a liquor store, its windows boarded with no light to be seen through it. The town had to have been occupied by no more than a hundred people at one point. The sun had just begun to rise to the left, and in the peach-toned light, the houses almost seemed cheery. As I stared intently at the liquor store, the sun's light beamed at the store's front door. Shattered and left hanging slightly open

There was no movement in any of the streets or houses, and the morning hours should keep any occupants asleep for at least another hour. I adjusted the large backpack to lay more comfortably across my back; the oversized thing had been my steady companion for the last five years, almost the only thing that had accompanied me through The disease. It had been named The disease after the entirety of the world fell in its wake, only taking a mere month for entire cities to be overrun. It had been like any other morning. The 5 am news had been droning the week's weather as I sipped from coffee that was too hot.

Suddenly, the forecast was interrupted by an image that read “Breaking News”. The audience was then treated to seeing a very shaky image showing a reporter slowly backing away from the scene before them. People attacked others in the street, biting and tearing with their hands, fingers, and teeth. Others were lying on the cement moaning, blood pooling around them.

It was said two weeks later that The disease had been transferred from the bat to the dog, and that dog had bitten its owner, thus beginning the end. And so the world came to be destroyed by what the people before had laughed at, zombies.

It had been five years since then, and I hardly remembered those easy, lucky times. I slowly began descending the slight incline towards the liquor store, hoping to salvage a few things before the sun was completely up. The backpack thumped comfortingly along my back which had already begun to sweat with nerves; going into towns no matter how small was always a risk.

The air was quiet except for the slight crunch of grass beneath my boots and the occasional rustle of leaves. I had to decide whether the liquor store would be my only stop or if I would risk finding other supplies further into town. A rattle to the right caught my attention, and I shifted onto the floor, dropping low. I felt the presence of someone behind me within seconds, and when I looked over my shoulder, there he stood. He wore a green hoodie with faded blue jeans and had short black hair, which barely flowed out his hoodie.

I'd been startled enough that it took me a moment to say something and just as I was, he beat me to it: "Y/N?" He said full of shock. I furrowed my eyebrows in shock... I'd never met this man. How did he know my name? Had we ever spoken face to face before? His eyes locked with mine, his somewhat tanned skin clean and smooth.

"I've come to help you," he answered simply, calmly. With his stare remaining strong and intense, he stepped closer to me. When I didn't move, he took a step forward, putting his hands up by his head in defense. "I ain't got nothin' on me, alright? I'm just tryna help, You know?"

For some reason, I found myself liking him despite knowing little about him. "Okay, yea." I whispered quietly. My heart was pounding in my chest as he kept moving towards me. I was ready to run if need be, but instead, he reached his hand out toward me. "You should probably get up, we have to leave fast. Almost the whole town is infected." I took his hand suspiciously and he pulled me up towards him. Crashing into his hard chest, I hear him say "Oops" I can hear his smirk in his voice so I back myself away and continue walking until I reach his truck. Once inside, he starts driving quickly down the road.

We drove for nearly twenty minutes before he spoke again, and even though I wasn't paying much attention to where we were going, I could tell we were getting close to the end of town. "So Y/N. Where d'ya wanna go?" He asked. "How do you know my name?" I asked confused. I haven't even known this man for an hour, let alone even know his name. Yet he knows mine.? Ya gotta name tag on ya. I'm Rocky. Rocky Balboa" He said. I look down at my shirt and realize he's right "That famous boxer?" I asked surprised. "Yea, that's me. Where ya headed?" "Maybe Harrisburg?" "Oh ok. That's where I'm headed too."

I explained my situation briefly before asking why he had been on his way there anyway. Why didn't he just drive straight to his destination? "No offense, but the city is dangerous. More so than you might realize. So we're gonna travel together in the hopes of staying alive, ya know?" I nod with surprise before saying "Oh. Well, that's smart of you, I mean you're kind of odd. But yeah I agree. Maybe if we stick together and watch each other's backs, we'll make it through all of this..." I said before he stopped at a red light. Before I knew it, he turned to me and asked "Where are you staying?" I frowned, remembering my hostel from last night.

"Actually, I’m not sure." He looks at me for a moment before nodding "Well we can find a place together. Maybe a motel?" "Yea," He continued driving, and soon after, I dozed off.

Timeskip

We finally made it to our destination and went inside. I fell asleep almost instantly.

The next morning, I woke up feeling warm. It was like waking up from a good nap, which I suppose it was. Soon, I heard footsteps coming toward my room, followed by the door opening. Before I could look up, he starts talking. "Come on downstairs, breakfast is ready." I stumble out of bed and get myself ready before going down to the kitchen. I sat at a table that had a small stove across from it and placed myself against the wall near a window, while two cups of coffee were poured. "This is how I make coffee," He stated proudly. As I take a sip, I can see him smiling at me. "It's not bad. It's kind of strong, but maybe just add a dash of cream next time."

When we finish eating, we go and sit on the couch. A hard and loud bang brings me out of my thoughts as Rocky stands up to get his gun. He motions for me to stay quiet as he walks towards the door.

Cliffhanger :)

Word count: 1,187

Authors note: Hii! I don’t know why this took me so long to write but it’s done now. I’m praying that this is better than my first one so let me know what you think!

By the way this was barely prof read so if you see a typo or something along those lines ignore it. :)

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elfyourmother · 2 years

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I want to tell you how UTTERLY GREAT it is to see a taller and thicker femme character on my dash.

Putting aside the level of "big Booba good", it's just rare to see that kind of thing and it's really really gratifying to see.

I have an OC that I've been scared of posting about because she IS that curvy, not for fetish reasons but just because body types are varied.

So while yes, Gisele is hot af (and she is!), I'm also thanking you for the representation.

Nonners I just need you to know that you have no idea how much this means to me. No idea. I teared up even, in a good way.

Gisele has a lot of strikes against her, even setting aside for a sec her size. She’s the least popular clan of the least popular race for f!WoLs (no shade against Duskwights, I love them, but sometimes I feel like I have the only Wildwood in fandom). She’s Black, and fails the brown bag test. Her main ship is her and 5 NPCs and I ship her with a ton of others—Gisele is never going to be that WoL that is Known for being with 1 specific NPC, her “hat” as it were is polyamory. She’s an isekai protagonist from an entirely different RPG franchise, to add insult to injury.

But even among people in this part of fandom, (the RP/OC fanfic community), even among folk who game on PC and do use The Dark Arts(tm), I have literally never seen another character who looks like Gisele. The only spaces where I have ever seen characters of Gisele’s size are on Discord servers and they are only ever posted as nameless hypersexualized spank bank material by and for hentai fetishist dudebros. And that was before she went up a top size very recently. Thick femmes (TRULY thick femmes, not “no. 2 pencil rather than vanilla toothpick” misappropriated columbused white fandom definition of “thicc”) are just…MIA around here. Especially being shipped with anybody much less NPCs. In the shipping corner the preference is absolutely small & petite women with all these tall dudes. (It’s why I’ve developed a visceral dislike of the “size difference” trope). Preferably pale. If big women are allowed to exist it’s solely as fetish objects to domme the shit out of much smaller people or they are masculinized or both. They are not allowed to be dainty or ethereal. These are words that people do not associate with fat femmes.

And it makes it very fraught and anxiety inducing to put Gisele out there. It is fucking terrifying. It is always so scary to be The Only One being out there doing stuff that nobody else is doing, especially in a modern fandom culture rife with purity wank and respectability politics. Ask Dandy about how badly I was kicking myself for Gisele going up another top size, I had an almost crippling fear of being “just like those gross dudes”, especially given how unapologetically sexual Gisele is.

But I did not make her thick out of a fetish, though she is ridiculously hot and shorts my brain out a lot. I made her thick because I just plain wanted a tall, plus size heroine. She was forced to be short and petite in DA:O but she has always had an hourglass figure in my head and she has never been a size zero regardless of the stupid chargen. I’m always laughing about how it took her being imported to a whole other game and m*dded to death to finally get her on screen appearance to match how she’s always looked in my head. I am desperate for body diversity that just does not exist in this game but especially not in JRPGs and never in FF. And that’s a very lonely place to be in a fandom that only seems to produce and value small, petite (and mostly pale) femmes.

Like…I very nearly did not use that pic of her in the character flaws post, because of how big her booba is in that dress—I haven’t done any shoots with her in it, despite the fact that it’s her actual size now, because I know how many notes/reblogs she got in the vanilla dress, which made her skinny. I know she would get a fraction of them. It doesn’t help that she’s not min height anymore either.

But thicc!Gisele makes me happier than I can ever express. I am so happy that my WoL is plus size and gets to be a daring lady adventurer and loved and desired by tons of really hot people and is admired in universe for her beauty and sense of style. If people don’t reblog her as much, it is what it is; I have to be true to myself. (Frank N Furter is deeply problematic so forgive me for quoting but the only thing I can think of is him screaming “I DIDN’T MAKE HIM FOR YOU!”)

And maybe, just like way back when I was damn near the only Mass Effect writer on here regularly posting a dark skin femshep, it will help others be less afraid, and I won’t be The Only One anymore. My therapist told me once, when I brought up how it feels like shouting into a void, that if even 1 person is inspired or encouraged by the work then it’s not shouting into a void at all. So if you need permission from someone, I’m going to tell you that you and I and everyone has the right to put our OCs out there regardless of if they meet fandom’s arbitrary and frequently oppressive appearance standards. The WoL is absolutely allowed to be a tall, thick femme who takes up space, figuratively or literally. Let me repeat this, for your benefit and for mine and for anyone still reading this long ass response:

Fat femmes have a right to exist in our fantasy worlds because they exist irl, and they have a right to be heroes, they have a right to be loved and admired and cherished by as many other OCs or NPCs as they want. They are not fetish objects. They are every bit as well developed and complex as skinny, vanilla sized characters. We are not pervs for wanting a diverse Eorzea or even for finding thick people hot.

So. Be brave. You might help someone else too, not just yourself.

#this is the kind of ask that I’m going to cherish for a very long time #and turn to when I’m feeling bad about myself and gisele #seriously it means the absolute world to me #long post #warm fuzzies #testimonials #anonymous #ask bisho

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sylvctica · 2 years

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aid’s lil mini criticism of ToF that’s probably a lil disjointed cause I suck at explaining my thoughts sometimes ( at least from the viewpoint of someone who is a game designer and took a bachelors for it )

obvs this is all subjective, what i feel abt a mechanic or element is not the same as anothers, and this isn’t to disincentivize ppl from playing it; if u like the game, that’s the important part!!! 2 hours is not enough for me to get extremely solid in my final thoughts, but the fact that i still feel unsure how to feel, even after 2 hours is a little ... meh in itself

most games usually hook you in the first 20-30 min, but ToF feels like one long-drawn-out tutorial where even after 2h i still feel like i’m waiting to be introduced to stuff as i go along the story as i’ve been playing, and yet i’m equally being shoved too many mechanics in my face

obvs, i’ll be making comparisons to genshin bc they themselves dubbed themselves the ‘genshin killers’ ( i can’t find the immediate source, but it’s been brought up so many times + they even copied 5-star genshin reviews w/bots on their app lmao.... ) so it is an invitation for drawing comparisons

intro didn’t wow me. didn’t leave me with the same wide-eyed wonder i had when i booted up genshin cause you just get shoved into some ‘omg you’re being chased by a thing get away xD lol random look at all these things going on u don’t know about’ with no real sense of actual urgency to get away ( and a weird QTE section that felt very out of place ) ... like it’s pretty, but it’s not a ‘wow’ chief ( also fuck amnesia as a trope LMAO )

so initial impressions were subpar, combat feels fine, it feels fluid enough to fight on land, air, and to transition between weapons which i think is quite a neat mechanic in place of having different characters, although it’s not a new one, it’s pretty tried and liked. it feels a little clunky in some places ( i was laughing when i tried to dive attack and the character just kept floating forward and slowly falling ) but otherwise it’s serviceable enough

( things are dying way too quick with an SSR weapon though ... there’s no challenge and i don’t even feel like a beginner player who is given small things to help me adjust and learn the combat unlike in genshin which did feel like at least a gradual rise in challenge and power )

they at least make you actually use all the new combat mechanics you’re introduced to ( including their jetpack and ... a crapload of other ‘extra’ accessories later on ). problem is, that it feels like the combat and navigation mechanics are ... bloated and way too condensed yet drawn out at the same time? nothing rlly stuck with me

things like weapon upgrades are streamlined since the game just does it for you ( aka oh hey we just attached the materials you need to upgrade so don’t think about it ) which then forms a disconnect between you and the mechanic ( and even where said mechanic is located in the UI ) ... sure, weapon upgrades are automated through the ores in genshin, but in the beginning you don’t have those and your choice of how you feed weapons is a lot more limited until you become more accustomed to the game. here it’s so ‘wham bam thank u mam’ that it doesn’t even feel fulfilling or do much outside of press button do thing

story-wise you aren’t even given enough chances to really become familiar with the combat system because 80% of the story so far has been ‘go here. talk to this person here. come back. go here. talk to this person here’ and maybe you beat up a single boss or two in some places. you’d have to straight up deviate from the story to start beating stuff, and truth be told, i don’t have any incentive or desire to do so, unlike in genshin where i began early on to deviate and look around because i was inspired to dig my nose around the world

... i’ll be honest, i think the story is boring and bland too. it feels very hamfisted in introducing you to characters and trying to make you care for them. no, PW i’m not gonna care that your token uwu sister girl character is dying or something, i barely have known her for 2 hours and outside of her showing me around the camp and making me go on 50 errands to get her stuff ( like a damn filter that’s 5 feet away from me ), she’s done nothing for me. her brother was hot, but he also feels flatter than a piece of paper and i’d have cared more if he actually did shoot his sister. otherwise i have no idea what our place in the world is outside of amnesiac dude who is adopted by a camp while shit happens around him w/o any real explanation

the look of the world is ... fine, it’s ... generic post-apocalypse camp ... i dunno why they opted for the look they did, browns and greens although very nice, start to blend together when your world is just made of that and just canyon mountain things. facial animations are pretty good for characters, even if the lip-sync is weird ( but genshin isn’t free of that either with non-CN dubs so it’s a pass ) but actual body/motion animations feel weird and are very ... stiff

designs are ... bland too IMO, i’m not very inspired by them and i find the mechanic a little odd to be able to ‘wear’ a look ... why give us the option to customize then if we can just dress up like a cat-girl who acts bitchy regardless if we opted for male or female avatars? the customizer is nice, but perfect world has always made pretty decent customizers. though think about it, if people are more complimenting just the customizer and nothing else of the game ... what does that say? sure, you can argue it only came out yesterday, but ... food for thought, i suppose

you can also clearly tell it was made as a mobile game first considering they still have ‘tap to enter’ written on their damn login page LMAO

i’ll probably keep playing for a few more days to really gather my thoughts, but overall the taste i’m getting is ‘generic mobile anime scifi game with mechanic bloat and no real story’. if you enjoy more mindless games that are oogly button mash flashy, it works, but this is no genshin killer

i also have gripes with the company itself, but you can read this twitter thread for that shitshow with their CN beta, and i’m already familiar with perfect world and bloating an old MMO of mine with unneeded features and gross P2W so i already went in w/some kinda bias knowing what the company is like

aside from that thanks for reading my ... rant more than anything LMAOOOO like it’s an okay looking game but as said, it’s not a genshin killer and just honestly made me appreciate the looks, story, and gameplay a little more ( even if I still have my own gripes with it, but no game is perfect )

#[ ok its not that mini ]#[ it's more of a thought dump but ]#OOC // AID TALKS.

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popcornforone · 1 year

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The Innocent Boyfriends Fics:- How To Micromanage A Micromanager

Another new innocent boyfriend for you all today to make you all go a little bit crazy on this cold & rainy day.

Mostly fluff & pining & most of it being your head. Again we stop before things really get going. Some angst but not at him. Alcohol & swearing included. & reader is having a really bad time in life. Once again the story is based on the picture, it can be any man you like.

Let me know if I’ve missed anything out peoples.

It’s been a very long week. The meeting haven’t stopped & your just so out of it. You genuinely just want to go home, do a work out, have a shower & put on some catch up tv as you eat your noodles & then fall asleep. That would be ideal. But no.As you go to leave your boss screams at, you don’t forget our network mixer tonight. As the lift goes down you silently let the tears fall down your face. Your weekend start is now being ruined too.

When you get home you do very quickly have a shower & throw on a better dress (but not too much better a dress) than what you wear to work. You straighten your hair & actually do your make up for once, properly. You then send your boyfriend who’s away until Tuesday a msg *babes this weeks been hell, what I’d love is a face time but I’ve got to go to a mixer event, can we do that tomorrow xx* & you send it. You know it will just say delivered & just stay like that but you can’t complain, the man’s got a busy life.

You walk around the networking mixer at a saunter. Your feet just about clinging into the sexy heels you’ve put on, & you have been sipping the same glass all night of fizz, as the canapés are all fish or avocado based, food your can’t stand, so you don’t want to get drunk. Your boss comes up to you & asks what you’ve secured for the company so far & you round off some random numbers to make it sound half decent. he pats your hair patronising & says “well you had best be in tomorrow to put them on the system, to act on them on Monday.” His micromanagement really does your head in, but you love your independence & career & the actual owner of the company appreciates you more so you don’t say a thing & just move on. It’s just one more hoop to jump through, but right now your really wishing you were eating those noodles.

It’s gets to the part of the night when your boss is up on stage, talking about how all these different groups aspire to be more & are a better family… blah blah blah, you hear this every Monday morning from him as a rally cry to the office. You’ve completely tuned out when suddenly your ears pick up the words “good evening ladies & gentlemen”. You look up frozen to the spot dropping your glass to the floor making it shatter & various eyes turn to look at you as you stand there motionless, like a debugged sim. He’s here. Your Boyfriend is here.

He’s obviously used to the noise of the smash & the few tuts, as he continues his preplanned press endorsement of this mixer. It’s only when he goes to point at someone by the back wall that he realises you are here. He stumbles on his next 4 lines. Usually the consummate professional at everything, you in that dress having put in some effort, makes him feel certain things. You can see him really being effect by you & that makes you realise that he needs to see you as much as you need to see him. He glances at you bashfully when you both realise he’s mucked up. You your do a breath gesture at him. “I’m sorry” he states to the room “at least you now all know, us actors can’t just get it right on the first take” a stutter of uperty laughs fill the room, before he adjusts his tie & continues to the end. Altho he is now feeling more than just flustered.

The room fills with polite applause when he’s done & various people go up to him for a selfie & for 5 mins of his time. So many girls putting their hands on what rightfully yours. You head to the ladies to sort yourself out & thats when you check your phone. 4 missed calls from him & a few msgs, the last one consisting of *your boss is a wanker I can punch him if you like* he’s been watching you all night. His other msgs were he was back early but was at a boring press thing to & then others about omg your here, turn around. He’s finding this corporate event as pissy as you are but at least he’s getting paid to be here, you aren’t. But now at least knowing he’s here it’s bearable .

When you come out the ladies, your boss is almost lurking for you & says he needs you to network with someone every important, before walking you into a private part of the party. There he’s stood looking suave in that blue suit & the whitest shirt you think you’ve ever seen. Eyes that light up as he glances across which your pretty sure yours are mirroring. Your boss then introduces you to him & you both shake hands & then he starts talking about the company. He’s completely unaware that you know each other at all let alone that you’ve been dating for the last 18months. You both then drift off looking at each other, & ignore him talking, but it’s only when your eyes roll that he stops. “I’m sorry what was that?do your want to work Sunday as well & put in everyone’s contacts?” He bluntly asks. “Sir can’t you see that your brilliant member of staff is tired & would like nothing more than to go back to her flat & have a foot massage while she falls asleep” he states. It’s suddenly got very warm in the room for you. The idea of his hands starting at your feet & moving there way up your body gives you tingles that are hard to control. “Well shed best be in the office tomorrow “ “tell me miss…” & he pauses questioningly waiting you to respond with your full name, & like the pro that you are you do so. “does your contract say you work weekends?” “No it’s a 9to5 Monday to Friday” you respond. “But she…” “ahhh ah I’m not done yet speaking to her” he hushes your boss his celebrity status his slowly giving you a bit more power & confidence without asking for it.

“& does your contract, mean you have to attend networking mixers without being paid, or be on your laptop at 3am when he calls you, or telling you annual leave has to be taken on certain days” your proud of him for standing up to him but your boss just looks confused, he’s still not worked it out yet. “no it doesn’t” “& is this man,other than being a micromanager, actually pay your wages?” “No” “so in that case you need to go home & have that foot massage miss” he smiles at you & touches your shoulder, which sends shivers down your spine. ““I’m sure you’ve got a handsome other half to go home to who can look after you like a queen” his eyes dilate with lust & he nods at the door “she doesn’t have time for a boyfriend & how dare you chastise me in from of one” he put a finger to his lips shhhhhing him & his calm eyes turn dark with anger “your lucky to have her work for you, you should appreciate every thing she does to make you look good, because all I’ve seen from you tonight sir is poor management & I will actually be informing the company’s owner as to what’s happening in their business” he’s fucked him off now. For a man 5mins ago who was busy introducing your to your lover,as some kinda power trip was ,now he’s left standing there having small dick syndrome. You said to your boss good night & that you’d see him on Monday. You did stop before you left & turned around & said”oh & it was a pleasure to meet you.” He smirks at that as he heads toward the door to “I’m a fan of all your work & I think your skills are unmatched” his eyes, not seen by your boss, roll in his head in lust, biting his bottom lip. He can’t wait to get in to treat you like an angle, but he knows he can’t be seen leaving with you, especially after what just gone down.

You get a taxi but ask them to wait as you pop in a shop on your way home, which for once they do. & you but a new bottle of Chilean red & a bunch of tulips. If he’s coming back to yours, you want your place to look good. You get to your flat & see the light is on. You are sure you turned in off as you left earlier, although it was in a rush. You walk in & hear music playing from the bedroom. “Don’t worry I’m not a burglar but I know who’s stolen your spirit” is said out loud. You throw the flowers in the sink, they can wait & lock the door, stumbling to the bedroom.

There he’s sat, on your spare chair. The tie,shoes & socks are gone & he’s just admiring your dress. He gestures to the edge of the bed & you sit down & finally breath. “Was it you that wanted a foot massage then?” As you point at his large feet. “ oooh my needs can wait my love” & he bends down & slips you feet out of those sexy black heels & your silky tights. His hands work on the balls of your feet almost pushing you over the edge at nothing but his touch. Something that you’ve missed so much.

“So why are you back now & not Tuesday” you ask somehow, you’ve lost track of your senses. “I’m not complaining, & I also didn’t get your txts till after I saw you” he moves on the next foot & moves his chair closer to you. “I finished my filming, yesterday & then someone else couldn’t make the speech tonight, so my agent asked me if I could” his hands are so large & soothing making you coo. “Please tell me you got paid to deal with the majority of those wankers” your eyes are now shut just enjoying the attention. He was so right you needed this massage. “Yes I did, probably more than what your take home is a month” “is that’s pop at me?” You ask & you learn your head forward “no but you don’t need to work for that guy, he’s very manipulative & I will be calling the owner to say he doesn’t treat his staff properly” both your feet are now in his lap. & he’s worked his way to your ankles & he puts a kiss on both of them.

“& yes you did need a massage babes, but so did your ego & confidence” you can sense that the next few words your other half is going to say may tip you over the edge. “& I will give that to you whenever I’m here, day or night, because your deserve the world & im just lucky to be apart of your world” you slide off the bed & straight onto his lap, putting your feet behind the chair. It’s jolts him a little at the swiftness of your move, but he’s been very good not to go too far already. You put your hands on his cheeks & pull him in for a slow deep kiss. Something you’ve not had from him in 5 weeks. Something that as his tongue brushes across your teeth you let him in to engulf the two of you. You slide his jacket down while you’re embracing & rediscovering each other.

His hand is at the small of his back as he try’s to find your zip, & as he does & he moans into your mouth, you hear the snap. The chair breaks & crumples into a million pieces beneath the two of you. You let out a a small scream & you fall on top of him, your heart pounding for lots of reason. When you look at him he’s laughing “I’m guessing you’re okay baby?” You ask, his laugh is very infectious so you start to giggle too. “ oh darling, I’ve never felt so good in such a long time” he shifts his weight to his elbows & pulls himself up before taking your with him & depositing you on the bed. “I say that but we haven’t started the main activity for the weekend yet” he is now above you & is taking your lips once again to paradise. “& you are not going to work tomorrow, your boyfriend & your speech maker demands that.” “I wasn’t going to babes, the only thing I want to be working on this weekend is you.” You whisper back at him one hand in his hair the other reaching for his buttons.”I didn’t even have to micromanage you to get you to come for me” You close your eyes & sigh. It maybe late on Friday but you now never want this night to end.

#minifics #boyfriend fics #fluff #innocentboyfriend #smutt

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fastandtheformula1 · 2 years

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a/n: literally just realized i’ve been spitting out fanfics/blurbs for the past year and a half and you guys haven’t really gotten to know me… so here we go!

hello! i am the writer of this blog! you can call me ro (she/her). i’m bisexual!I love 5SOS (Ashton girls RISE), Big Time Rush (where my Kendall girls at), and musical theater (specifically for Mike Faist but we’re not gonna talk about it). I love Formula One too, hence my username.

i’d love to talk to you guys so send me a question/hello in the ask link!

requests are still open if you’d like a specific fic idea!

also, i found this from @nottheweirdest, and thought I would give it a go! i modified some questions to fit my blog hehe

Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask

😅 What’s a story or scene you’ve created that you’re embarrassed exists?

literally EVERYTHING. most def my pete davidson after a fight blurb tho. pretty cringe.

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put a smile on your face?

when person a is obviously very sad/depressed for no reason at all and person b just does a bunch of random shit just to see person a smile. and when they do person b is so elated that they’re running around/talking to the dog about how they got person a to smile like person a just said yes to their marriage proposal

Or when person a is depressed/sad and person b does a bunch of soft things just to see person a relax for a split second. (bear hugs, remembering the small things, carrying them bridal style to their bedroom)

brb gonna go cry.

🤡 What’s a line, scene, or exchange you’ve written that made you laugh?

omg in my bo burnham blurb where the reader says “i think the gods are telling us to stop being so lovey-dovey”... stOP pLEasE whAT are you doINGGGG

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

not yet… but there will be *cough ashton irwin* cough*

✍🏼 Do you have a beta reader?

nope! all me :)

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feelings, etc.

probably angst

🎢Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

def. done w/ ashton irwin..still working on part 2 but oof

✨Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it.

tbh i love my poly!5sos stuff. it’s so super fun to write

💋First kiss fics. Love em or hate em?

neither, really. they just sort of annoy me lol

🎶Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

nope!I work in complete silence at 3 in the morning

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

google docs on my school chromebook 😬😬 god help me.

❗️Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

SO MANY. probably have thrown away at least 30 or so

🙋🏽‍♀️Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

2 of my friends and my sister

🍦What’s the sweetest fic you’ve created so far?

tbh i’m a pretty angsty gowrl… maybe “insomnia” w niall?

🌶Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what’s your most popular nsfw fic?

i have tried. so. many. times. I cringe whenever I write anything smexy.

🌞Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

i really only write from 12-3 a.m. (ik i need help)... I’m a night owl so it’s perfect.

💖What made you start writing?

i had the idea to start writing for a while, then my sister and I talked about it and I made an account and the rest is history.

💌How do you feel about comments and feedback?

feedback is always appreciated as long as you are nice and kind about it! I’m not the best writer; I can always improve!

❌What’s a trope you will never write?

not really a trope but, degradation in the bedroom… i just don’t understand

💲Would you ever open commissions?

probably not

🧐Do you spend much time researching your stories?

eh not really, about 5-10 min max.

🏆What’s your most popular fic?

Andrew Garfield boyfriend headcanons. (honestly, headcanons/ blurbs are so fun to write)

🎃Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic?

I currently don’t have any holiday themed ones, but I’m down to write them if they’re requested

📈How many fics do you have?

21 and counting!

🦅Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

normally it starts out with 2-3 sentences of dialogue, then I piece together the background, then add in details and voila.

👀Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

OKAY “done” W ASHY BOY… I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR THIS FIC. I’M DECIDING OR NOT IF I SHOULD CRY HAPPY OR SAD TEARS

🤗What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

personally, I don’t like having a schedule/ specific day to post, but that’s just me. i know most people have a routine, but do what you want! haven’t written in four months? that’s okay! been writing nonstop for two weeks? also wonderful!

write whatever makes you fall in love with writing again! whether it be a super sappy/cringey trop that makes your knees buckle, do it! :)

💞Who’s your comfort character?

Fred Weasley 1,000%.

🤩Who is your favorite character/person to write?

ASHY BOIIIIIIIIIIII. god i love ashton irwin. His demeanor, poise, confidence, ugh I want it all.

🤲🏼Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

Little background… poly!lashton w/female reader who’s having a depressive episode:

“Hey. Hey, what’s goin on? Is everything all right?” Ash asked, very worried.

You rolled over to Luke as a response, your face near his hips. You felt his hand in your hair, playing with it. Ashton climbed into bed and started to draw shapes on your back.

“C’mon angel. Talk to us. You’ll feel better.” Luke said as he patted your head.

“You can’t stay up there alone, Y/N. Think out loud.”

so excited to share this one… just can’t figure out the ending

😬Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends or family to stumble upon?

anything poly!5sos. Anything poly in general… i mean it’s not a “traditional” relationship, but a part of me still loves it for some reason

🎉What leads you to consider a fic a success?

def a combination of how proud I am with it, and how much you guys interact with it

✅What’s something that appears in your fics over and over again, even if you don’t mean to?

i always end angsty fics with an “i love you”... whoops

📚Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?

maybe as a side hustle!

⌛️How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

3-5 business days. On a serious note, 2-3 weeks. Maybe 2 hours. It really depends on who I’m writing

🤯What’s a genre you struggle with as a writer?

SMUT OH DEAR LORD. I CAN’T WRITE IT TO SAVE MY LIFE. i’m trying it out on some new ones tho!! I never have a problem reading it though

💔Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

not yet, but soon 👀

💥How do you feel about criticism?

again, as long as you are nice and kind about it!!

🤭Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

i don’t have a fav, but I always seem to go with writing? seems appropriate lol

🥰How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

YES!!!! I love interacting w you guys!

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Beautiful Spouse’s Rewatch Thoughts SPN 01x16

Shadow

“Did he whisper about Honda Days? Save big money by buying a Honda” “Moral of the story: Buy an iPod - the battery lasts longer” “That must be really delayed effect on those shrooms” “That is NOT the moment to fumble your keys” “I like the level of paranoia, but that’s just being a woman in Chicago” “I vaguely remember this episode.” “Look at the brand new uniforms.” “I read the newspaper as MAN SLUT KILLER” “Why is Sam wearing a white undershirt? It looks hideous” “That is a really well-pressed collar for a fkn work uniform” laughed at the boob joke

“WHACK job” “gonna whack it” then laughed at his stupid joke

“So Dean is into the astrology stuff, eh? It’s important.” “I guess they have to know lunar cycles, too. Haha they’re tracking cycles” Spouse wants everyone to know that the look Dean makes at 7.19 is very important “I think they did this for the girlies” “I forgot about the astrology blood” “I was thinking that symbol might have been on Pink Floyd because they play guitar in that transition”

Spouse talked about Dean’s face for about 2 minutes (paused) at 7 mins 19secs of this episode.

Then

Spouse liked the female bartender and forgot about Dean’s face

“Anything in common? They both have security systems; that wasn’t as common back then” “Speak of the devil. They missed opportunities with that kind of stuff.” “That’s a very frilly top” “Mass-a-choooooo-sets” “are you sorry, Meg?” “There are red flags everywhere. Why are you still talking to her Sam?” “Let’s kill him! Then lets hook up.” “5 5 5” “Scouts honor” “Sometimes people run into each other, dude. I’ve run into people all over the world.” “That’s a good joke, Dean” “I’m going to think with my Downstairs Brain” “Nooooo with an upward inflection. That’s a lie” “that’s fkn great dude” “Doesn’t some lady yell at Sam for being a pervert?” Laughed

“Nobody really says pervert anymore, at least, in our group” “Sam should have said not to kink-shame but only if it was being done consensually” “This one always trips me up, because Meg is the vessel. This one is a good one.” “Mannequins” 🎶FaceTime with blood🎶

“Sam is really creeping on how well she blows out candles. I’m talking about the pervert in the closet.” “breathe harder why don’t ya” “bro you’re just standing there. Take a picture; it’ll last longer” “don’t we see daddy in this episode? “Did Dean recently dye his hair? It seems darker.” “Ok we need to analyze this - Dean cleans a gun. Sam isn’t even cleaning the gun; he’s just looking at them. Just load ‘em and look at ‘em.”

“What is Dean putting on his wrist?” “papaya cactus - sounds kinda like what she’s saying”

“Wtf kind of choreography was that? Sam has a pistol, ran over, and great. Dean doesn’t make any sense, but whatever. They swapped guns, but why didn’t Dean raise the shotgun first? Why did they do that? Someone just said it looked good on TV and that was that.” “They had Sam turned up louder probably because he whispers so much so they had to overcompensate” 🎶she’s talking about sex🎶 not really lol

“Why are they always making Dean out to be the stupid one?” “She ain’t fkn around with a belt buckle like that” 🎶the boys are back in town🎶

“Splat” “That’s funny. Idk why” 🎶grippy socks vacation🎶 this is referencing the one I took about a year ago that we’ve been joking about

“Cunt” to John Winchester

“Look at that teary eyed bitch. Why????” “What do they call John’s type of jacket?” “John whispers more than Sam does” “You say you don’t have to worry about us but you just got baited to catch John in town?” “Sam still says yes sir? WTF?” “He just picked some random-ass motel room to creep on them and to say “Fuck it I gotta go again?””

🎶going to get fucked🎶

“Burning phosphorus or what? That’s supposed to a road flare but holy shit dude” “Bright enough to be a white phosphorus bomb” “It’s so much weirder without the music. Just imagine you look out the window and all you hear is the line and heavy breathing” “you’re beat to hell” said in a gruff man voice

“Is this Wolverine Dean?” “How do they not have scars all over their faces? Especially after all the shit Dean’s had happen to him?” Telling Spouse that fan artists give the Winchesters scars, tattoos, and smokes

“Spouse doesn’t think that the Winchesters don’t really smoke or do drugs since they have to be on max alert all the time” I pointed out that they drink all the time “yeah then idk” “SWIRL MARKS”

#beautifulspouserewatchesspn #supernatural #supernatural s1 #supernatural rewatch

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Nonviolent Communication Doesn’t Work with Narcissists

Nonviolent communication is a great tool when it works. When it doesn’t, it’s a test.

Janet Chui

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Editorial Disclaimer: This article reflects the opinions and perspectives of the author. Narcissism is a mental condition that requires Psychological treatment. Abused victims need professional treatment. The contents of this post can only be taken as words to seek professional help. It does not represent the publication’s point of view nor implies our endorsement.

Nonviolent communication is a way of stating your feelings and requests to another person that facilitates compassion and connection. Whenever I know clients or friends who struggle with communicating with their loved ones on difficult topics, the four parts of nonviolent communication give them a game plan for that conversation. It’s a great tool that helps them assert their needs without veering into distractions and mudslinging.

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Nonviolent communication (or NVC for short) offers a bit more structure than the standard advice of using “I” when describing our feelings; it also distinguishes itself from violent communication that may jump to accusations and “always” and “never” statements. Violent communication can sound like: “You’re such a slob! I’m always doing the dishes and everything around the house even though we both work!”

Same request for help in NVC: “I feel disappointed and resentful when I’m alone cleaning up after dinner, especially when we both work and I cook. I’d like to feel that we’re a team and would enjoy cooking more if you could help with washing up.” (Feelings, observation, value, and request in that order.)

When we state our needs and/or values along with our request (eg. “Could you do the dishes every time I cook?”), it also sets the parameters of the conversation so that the other person doesn’t need to guess what we want. It stays out of exaggerations and statements that can put the other person on the defensive.

When two people care about each other, they care about each other’s perspectives, values, feelings, and needs. Negotiations are balanced and open. NVC works well between healthy people in good-faith relationships.

It bombs with narcissists.

The first time I observed this was when the nonviolent communicator was a five-year-old. She had been merrily singing along to a favorite song when, obnoxiously, her grandfather and senior (by at least 6 decades) mockingly sang nonsense words to the same song and laughed. The young girl stopped and said to him: “When you make fun of my music, I feel like you’re making fun of me.”

“I’m not making fun of you!” was the immediate reply.

The five-year-old remained remarkably calm. “I didn’t say you were, I said that it felt like it.”

“I wasn’t making fun of you!”

“You were making the song sound bad.” The conversation kept circling the older man’s denial until the five-year-old huffed and made her request: “Well, please stop doing it.”

The exchange didn’t end there but that’s the gist. I’ve seen more examples since, but this one stuck in my head for years. I knew the girl well, and to hear the NVC script out of her (and at 5 years old) made my jaw drop.

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So if a child can practice nonviolent communication, adults have no excuse not to practice it. Trouble is, all four components of NVC fall flat when attempted with narcissists. Here’s what you can expect.

1. Narcissists will not agree with your observation of reality.

Fragile but inflated egos depend on being exemplary and above criticism, so narcissists will contest your version of reality, especially if your observations imply they’re capable of fault.

Denial and gaslighting will be go-to responses, even if screencaps or witnesses are on your side. They may also bring up irrelevant or irrational counterpoints: “How can you imply I’m selfish when I just gave the cleaner so much vacation time?”

The narcissist can do no wrong and needs to maintain their self-image of savior or hero. Barring that, they can settle for playing martyr or victim, so be prepared for DARVO, when they level all accusations and faults upon you.

DARVO: If You Know a Narcissist, You Need to Know This Term

You’re not crazy, but the narcissist needs you to think you are.

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2. Narcissists will invalidate your feelings.

“You’re oversensitive” is an easy one. Or, they will argue that you are wrong because you’ve stupidly misinterpreted their actions — or putdowns, or text messages, or backhanded insults.

Another possibility (much like the accusation that you’re oversensitive) will be to control the conversation with explanations of your wrongness because how feelings are only for the weak and feeble-minded. Except when it’s their feelings, of course!

Example: “Only babies and woke idiots are going to be offended about what I just said!”

Narcissists will use any argument or manipulative tactic to let you know that your feelings don’t matter.

3. Narcissists will argue with your needs and values.

People with narcissistic tendencies just fancy themselves better than everyone. If you have different interests, values, ideals, or needs from them, they see this as evidence of your intellectual, moral, spiritual, and even genetic deficiency.

Work-life balance? That’s just laziness! Privacy? You must be antisocial or have something to hide! Self-care? For self-indulgent degenerates! Creative or unusual pursuits? Frivolous and unproductive wastes of time! Struggling with health or financial difficulties? You must have done something stupid or it’s karma!

These judgments can flip-flop or be hypocritical (the criticisms never apply to them), as differences threaten the sense of specialness or superiority they cling to desperately. They are not content with acknowledging differences; it’s all about their superiority.

Even if you may share things in common, you can expect there to be some hint that you’re going about it wrong.

4. Narcissists will undermine your boundaries and requests.

Anyone who’s spent any amount of regular time around narcissists will lose sense of their boundaries and personhood — or lack them altogether, as children of narcissists often do. It’s can be a struggle for them to articulate their needs because they were not encouraged to identify, prioritize, or voice them — especially when it was deemed in “defiance” of their parents.

If anything, many children and partners of narcissists often feel shame for having needs because they are diminished and punished for them.

If you suggest a route or ask for a narcissistic driver to slow down, they may speed up or drive even more recklessly because you “dared” to tell them how to drive.

If you request a narcissist to trust you with more independence and time alone, they may impose more rules and checks on you.

Small asks may be granted, but more frequently, the narcissist conveniently forgets after some time so that things go back to the way they were — with them in control.

Face-Saving Culture

Some cultures have practically enshrined ways to coddle narcissists and hide or normalize narcissistic abuse. Variations of “don’t make them angry” (with “them” meaning abusers or bullies) put the responsibility and blame on victims for the transgressions they endure.

Confucian, hierarchical, and some religious cultures have rules about not contradicting one’s elders even when they’re wrong or hurtful. “They’re doing this for your good” is often trotted out to defend those privileged by generation; Women and children frequently bear the emotional burden of men and/or parents lacking self-regulation, self-reflection, and self-responsibility for their mistakes and hurtful behaviors.

Funny all these movies feature characters who are POC. We know.

Cultural norms created and perpetuated by abusers and victims such as “don’t talk back”, “don’t disrespect your elders”, and “they’ve eaten more salt than you’ve eaten rice” have codified and restricted communication in ways that can make addressing abuses of power nigh impossible.

“Face-saving” is essentially a set of communication rules in East Asian culture that keeps powerful and older individuals protected from embarrassment.

Translated example of a face-saving statement: “I’m sorry I displeased and inconvenienced you to the extent that you had to instruct me (with abusive language and actions).” Bracketed words usually implied rather than verbalized.

Narcissists have fully exploited these cultural norms to place blame and shame on their targets and victims. Instead of “there’s no excuse for abuse”, face-saving cultures frequently save privileged people from embarrassment and accountability by turning it into a conversation about respect and gratitude, which flows ever upwards. It’s the same with apologies. (Hence the meme!) Respect, dignity, and the benefit of the doubt rarely trickle down to subordinates and children.

Nonviolent communication may thus fail or be distorted in certain contexts, such as those with strict cultural hierarchies or power differentials. It’s not necessarily a flaw on NVC, but it just works best between parties in a healthy and mutually respectful relationship.

Ask vs Guess Culture and Nonviolent Communication

NVC is much easier in one of them. Guess which.

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The Case for Nonviolent Communication

NVC remains one of the best ways to initiate tougher conversations and keep them focused on solutions and meeting needs. NVC has been described as a way of facilitating requests between parties. When practiced by all, it keeps triggering statements and accusations to a minimum and focuses on constructive words and actions.

NVC comes with a learning curve for those who struggle with identifying their feelings and needs, but it’s worth learning as a life and self-care skill.

In situations where NVC does not work, it can be a useful tool (especially for codependents) to “suss out” unspoken cultural or power dynamics, and/or narcissistic behavior in others.

I hope that abuse survivors can benefit from nonviolent communication: Sometimes it’s not that you didn’t communicate “perfectly” or clearly, but that the other person has no interest in hearing you. And that’s not a “you” thing.

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chialeah · 3 months

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‘American Fiction’ Review

Below is my short little review of ‘American Fiction’! Please go see it if you can! Beautiful movie and fantastic cast! Since I’ve had some free time over the past few weeks I’ve been going to the movies a lot lol. Maybe I’ll post a review of ‘Poor Things’ and other films I’ve seen soon!

Fed up with the consumption of traumatic Black tropes by troves of white audiences, Thelonius “Monk” Ellison tries to highlight its hypocrisy by writing a Black trope story of his own. He dons a pseudonym, hunkers down, and completes ‘My Pafology’ (later changed to ‘Fuck’). What was created to be a satirical fuck you ends up becoming a best seller.

‘American Fiction’ beautifully balances satire and reality! It also did a great job bouncing between Monk’s family and career driven narratives. It really made me rethink what I consider to be an “accurate” Black narrative. Can we consider these traumatic stories of Black life (death, drugs, and destruction) pushed in creative media as misrepresenting us as Black people OR can we accept them as part of our reality? The film really highlights the power of white guilt and how we as Black Americans (and more specifically Black authors/creators/scholars) cater to that market. I see the positives and negatives of that decision. This film low key could be an autobiography of mine (and other Black people that exist in white spaces) but I think that’s exactly the point! We need more satirical stories like ‘American Fiction’!

Fantastic performances by Jeffrey Wright, Sterling K. Brown, Tracee Ellis Ross, Issa Rae, and the rest of the cast! Jeffrey Wright seriously needs to do more comedies! He was fantastic in this film and made the life and characterization of Monk so believable. Every character was beautiful and at least partially developed. Like seriously everyone in this film was sexy af lol! The writing was full of life and clearly thought out. Extremely quick-witted and quotable. The entire audience laughed out loud throughout the entire film! For this being his first film- writer and director Cord Jefferson made hilarious and smart decisions in how the characters, stories, and cinematography developed throughout. I will say it was a really weird experience to see this film with a majority white audience. Were they in on the jokes being made at their expense? At times I literally started laughing about the nuances they probably missed during our shared viewing.

I guess the only qualm I have is about its meta-ish ending. I’m still debating if I enjoyed the narrative decisions made in the last 10 mins of the film. I guess that’s the whole point!

Such a fun watch! I really enjoyed this film and it gave me a lot to think about. Absolutely hilarious and beautiful and full of life! I’ll be reading ‘Erasure’ (the book the film is based on) over the next few days and thinking more about this! A wonderful watch for smart sexy viewers like me lol. Please go see it if you have the chance!!

4.5/5- I don’t like doing 5 star ratings by why not!

#american fiction #jeffrey wright #tracee ellis ross #issa rae #sterling k. brown #cord jefferson #movies #movie review #film review #black films #black literature #films of 2024

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Picking Sides || Jae-min || Trial 5 Results Reaction

She was alive, holy fuck she wasn’t dead, they were right. Truthfully he had gotten his hopes up, weather he wanted to or not the moment people put the thought of her faking her own death into his mind he was silently hoping in the back of his mind that it was true, and for the first time since she had been found dead aside from the awkward laughs shared with Erik A in investigation he was genuinely smiling, no pain behind it, no underlying issues, he was so fucking happy. He did immediately feel somewhat bad about his behaviour, but truthfully he didn’t blame himself too much for how he acted given the scenario, but at the very least it might have been easier for him to talk things out with Byrne after this now knowing that he could maybe try again with her, he could at least fulfil one of the promises they made to each other, if nothing else. He wanted so badly to move away with her to a nice home and settle down away from all this, no more Erika’s, no more death, and none of this shit with brains and combining people into a vessel, it was all way over what he signed up for in life, and truthfully she didn’t deserve this kind of life either. Maybe it was because of his relationship with Erisu but he was heavily sympathetic to the sisters in this moment, he understood what family meant to people, he had no idea what he would do if his siblings were in danger, but he couldn’t imagine it would have been any better than his reaction to Erisu’s death, it’d probably be worse. So in the end, he didn’t really feel like he blamed them for any of this, even if he was a victim of it. A deep breath as he let tears stream down his cheek.

“Thank you…”

He spoke softly, thanking a god or whatever other being made this happen this way, he wasn’t mad at her despite what she may think he might have been, he just wanted her happiness, and if this is what it took for her to achieve it so be it. He finally straightened his posture after his thoughts ran, he looked to the sisters, then to the group, as he cleared his throat.

“I’ve just been given a second chance, one that I wouldn’t dare pass up on, so I’d like this to be very clear, if any of you so much as think of hurting Erisu or her sisters I will personally try to stop you myself, gun or not. If I fail again, and any one of the three of them end up dead because of one of you and not their own actions, I will not rest until I’ve hunted you down and killed you myself, even after this fucked up game ends, got it?”

He pauses, looking to Adrik and END specifically as he speaks now directly to them, his tone and posture was more serious than ever before.

“I won’t make you get rid of the weapons, but even if its an accident, if any of them die you’ll have to kill me too, so I think it’d be in the groups best interest to fucking put the guns away.”

He then turns to Akito.

“I’m sorry for voting for you, I truthfully knew you weren’t responsible but I couldn’t bring myself to vote for my girlfriend, and I doubt you can blame me since I imagine had it been you in my shoes and Adrik or Erik A were the ones to be voted for you wouldn’t have been able to either. So I’m sorry for that.” A pause as he stares the other down. “So I’m asking you, regardless of who you are or what you intend to do with this information, all I ask is that Erisu and her siblings be allowed a happy life after this, and in return I’ll stay out of yours, you can live your comfy life with your partners and we can all return to normalcy. But Erisu clearly cares about her siblings, and if anything you or anybody here does after all this hurts any of them, it’ll hurt her, and I’m not okay with that.”

He feels he’s said enough, he’s made his stance on all this clear, he just wants Erisu to be happy even if it means letting An and Calluna walk away from all this without consequence. He understands why they would do this and in order to ensure that his life is as he wishes it it means letting some crimes go unpunished.

“Whatever it takes, I’ll do what I have to do to ensure a future with her now, so don’t fuck this up for me. Any of you.”

#Arakiel #chapter5 #trial5 #submission

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You’re no good for me.

I mean… you are. But that’s the problem. I’m in a stable relationship now. I have been for almost 5 years. Ever since you broke up with me for that job you didn’t get.

It’s so funny now. The way it all worked out. I would have left with you. Gone across the country to absolutely nothing. Nothing but you. And you would have been worth it, you know. I know you have a hard time believing that, but it’s true. Because you are good, and kind, and sweet. And so… real and honest. In a way that no other man I’ve ever met is.

But I know it was scary. The way it all played out. We’d only been dating a few months. Who could know how that would end? Was it worth it to even bother asking? What if it all fell apart? And maybe, and let’s be honest this is probably the truth, you weren’t as into me as I was into you. On the other hand, I was fresh off a divorce. In fact, we went on a date the same day my ex and I sat in front of the judge. And I had dated around so much before that too. You were less experienced. I say that only in a factual way. You had only had maybe two girlfriends before me. And I was ready to jump right in with you. I tried not to show it, really. But I was. And I know that was maybe too much. It was so much easier to just cut and run. I know that. And just because it’s easy doesn’t mean it’s wrong. I know that too. Really.

But. Just for a minute. What if it had been different? What if we’d tried? Long distance at first maybe. Long phone calls late into the night. FaceTime. Maybe some naked selfies, just for fun. But honestly? I would have followed you eventually. I was in a unique position. Nothing was keeping me here. A divorce. A major friendship dissolving. A dead end job. My mom was several states away already, and I have family there. It could have worked. Even if, only for a while.

I think of you often. Still. The beautiful golden days we spent walking the town, or laying in the sun in your bed. How giddy I felt when you found me, just before I left my cousin’s wedding. Taking long train rides, planning my day completely around it, just to watch a movie with you. And you always drove me home, even though you didn’t have to. What a wonderful summer we spent together. I would have given you more. Anything you asked for really.

Maybe it’s for the best though. I met him the same day you ended things. As I tend to do, I got straight back on the dating apps. That same night, after I cried for you. And it was like fate. His face popped up like a long forgotten memory. A high school classmate I hadn’t seen in 10 years. He helped put me back together. Even while everything was still crumbling, he held the pieces in place. He listened to my stories about you with empathy and care, and held space for those feelings. Though I suppose he had to. He was dating someone else as well in those early days. And now here we are, five years on. We live in a lovely old apartment in the city. We’ve built a beautiful life together. And sooner or later he’s going to ask me to marry him. He already has the ring.

But I remember the way you used to look at me. And the way you’d say “you look stunning” and mean it. The way I perfectly fit into the curve of your body; I loved how comfortably I could wrap myself around you.

You were, and continue to be, wonderful. I loved you. Truly. At least, as much as I could, given where we were. Maybe that scared you. Maybe you knew you didn’t, or couldn’t, love me. Like I said it was all for the best in the end. But you’ll always have a corner of my heart darling.

-my internal monologue as I go to respond to a text from an ex who I’m “just friends” with now. He eventually did get a job on the other side of the country. And the day before he moved we hung out with a big group of friends. He walked me to my car, and he must have seen the look in my eyes, because as we went to hug he stopped me, made eye contact, and said “no kissing”. I laughed, but it was like he had read my mind. Maybe it’s because I was already with someone else. Maybe it’s because another friend was present. Maybe he just… didn’t want that from me anymore. Maybe I’ll never know. But I think I’ll always get that feeling when I think of him.

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httpdabi · 3 years

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Break up

Summary: After having a messed up break up, your best friend Dabi is there to comfort you, and give even more than you asked for.

Word count: 5,2k

Genre: romance, smut, no quirks haha

Warnings: 18+, creampie, public sex, spitting, choking..

,, I fucking hate him’’ you cried loudly, mouth full of ice cream as you talked to your cousin over the phone. At this point you didn’t care of how loud you were, and you didn’t care about the fact that your cousin had a hard time understanding you since you were a crying mess. Sobbing loudly, you ignored the words coming from the other line.

,, That bitch cheated on me with Toga, can you believe that?’’ you sobbed, tears rolling down your cheeks as you wrapped yourself with your favorite comfort blanket.

,, The girlie with weird hair ?’’ your cousin asked in shock.

,,YES, the fuck she thinking she’s the fifth element with that hairstyle?’’ you choked out, throwing the empty package across the room, as your cousin giggled because of your remark. She wished she was closer so she could pay you a visit, but sadly miles and miles were separating the two of you.

Sure, the first person you wanted to inform about your breakup was Touya, but you couldn’t force yourself to bother him, knowing he’s probably on work. You knew very well that he would drop everything and come over, saying how he doesn’t feel well or some other shit, and you didn’t want that.

After the call ended, you stood up, ignoring your reflection on the window, knowing very well that you look like shit right now with all the smudged mascara over your face. Tears started rolling down your cheeks even more when you saw that there’s no ice cram anymore. What did you do to deserve such a torture.

Wearing your hoodie, you made your way toward the nearest store, ignoring the people that were giving you weird stares because of your silly Sailor Moon pajama shorts. You couldn’t care less of what anyone thought in that moment.

You went to the store with the intention to buy ice cream, only to end up in the part of it with variant different choices of hairdye. So many ideas were going thru your mind, as you looked all over it. You almost ended up buying the pink dye and some bleach, until you saw scissors hanging beside the bleach.

Grabbing the scissors only, you hurried up to pay everything you chose, rolling your eyes shamelessly as you saw Rumi, the cashier of the fucking day. For some weird reason, you almost hated the muscular bitch. Maybe it was because she never had the exchange to give you back, giving you a pack of gums instead. Maybe it was because of her attitude, always giving you some smart comments, how your skirt is too short, how there are kids here, or even because she always rolled her eyes when she saw you coming in.

,, Looks like someone had a rough day’’ she commented sarcastically, as you gave your best to keep calm and ignore her. After the comment, she shut her mouth and did her job.

,, Sweetie, can you help?’’ she asked, suddenly with a cute tone, when her co-worker asked her to bring him few paper bags that were beside her.

,, No, you are doing great’’ you spat, grabbing all of the items as you hurried out of the store. The fuck would you help her? She’s getting paid for it, not you. Stupid bitch.

Placing the ice cream into the freezer, you immediately made your way to the toilet as you unpacked the scissors almost aggressively. Why would you dye and ruin your hair with bleach, when you could just cut off a bit of your hair, which meant the exact length of his dick.

Your hair was already long, and the fact that his dick wasn’t that big meant that you would only cut few inches. After short calculating, you grabbed the scissors, as you turned some silly tutorial on Youtube. Watching yourself in the mirror, you cried even harder, not because you regretted your decision. It was more because you looked like a lunatic.

After you finished, you immediately washed your face, cleaning all the ruined make up. Sure it didn’t look like a professional person did your hairstyle, but it didn’t look bad either, in fact, you liked it.

Since you weren’t in the mood to do your make up, you only put a bit of face cream over your face, and bit of mascara to make your eyes pop up a bit, before you took few selfies to post on instagram.

You were too lazy to do it, all you wanted to do in the moment was cry some more and eat ice cream you just bought, while watching something on Netflix. But you had to do it, you had to embarrass him as much he embarrassed you.

,, Not gonna miss those 5 inches, Kai.’’

You wrote, laughing ironically at the caption under your selfie. It wasn’t the best selfie you ever took, but at least you didn’t look like you were suffering because of the breakup, and the much shorter hair was visible on it.

[cyxnaf] Touya Todoroki

,, What happened?’’

It wasn’t even a minute since you posted your photo on the instagram, and your best friend already messaged you there.

Bitch cheated on me

You replied, sending him a crying selfie, with a spoon in your mouth.

[cyxnaf] Touya Todoroki

I’ll be there in 15 mins

A smile crept on your face, as you read his message. You loved him more than anyone or anything else on the whole word. If it was someone else coming over, you would probably force yourself and clean the apartment. But since it was Dabi, you didn’t give a shit.

The moment he arrived, you started bawling your eyes out. Having a face to face conversation with someone, talking about the break up made your feelings awake again. Dabi in other hand tried to make you feel better, bringing you your favorite snacks, and trying to put Kai down.

,, I’ve never had drama, unless it’s with my inner self’’ you cried loudly. ,, And all of sudden, I’m being cheated on.’’ Adding you grabbed the chips from the paper bag and opened it almost aggressively. Touya laughed you out, pointing every drama you’ve been connected to.

,, Stop it, you’re supposed to make me feel better’’ you slapped his arm lightly, as he talked about the drama that happened back in high school, when you got into a huge fight with a girl that called your dog a rat.

Once Touya realized that your mood was only getting worse, he turned some documentary on Netlfix that he started watching few days ago, explaining everything about it to you. You couldn’t help but smile, as you listened to him explaining every small thing, making sure you won’t be confused once he plays the episode.

,, You only watched few episodes of one murder documentary and you think you’re Mr. worldwide intellectual.’’ You laughed, as he tried to explain professionally.

,, The fuck you talking about ? The only documentary you watch is Keeping up with the Kardashians, so shut the fuck up’’ he spat, rolling his eyes playfully as he played the documentary.

The thing he played was about some murder, nothing you would watch on your own, but you didn’t mind. Seeing him talk about it so excitedly made your heart warm and in that moment you didn’t care if you won’t be able to sleep next few days.

You always loved spending your time with Touya, you simply loved how even when none of you had something to say, the silence was never uncomfortable. Even just sitting with him was making you feel safe.

,, You really choped your hair’’ he said, as he started to play with your hair. Being tired from all the crying and with his gentle movements, you were not capable of replying, simply nodding your head in response.

,, It looks good on you’’ Touya complimented you, placing a soft kiss on top of your head. He noticed that you were zooming out, so he just continued to caress your, helping you fall asleep.

All the horrible thoughts he had washed away, once he saw your sleeping face. He could only smile to himself as he noticed how puffy your face got from all the crying. Sure, it wasn’t that visible, but he simply noticed it and found it more then cute.

He tried to act calm and suppress his feelings, he tried to be there for you, but when you talked about what happened, all he wanted to do was find that piece of shit of your ex and simply kill him. He couldn’t understand how did you always manage to find some weird boyfriends that didn’t appreciate and treat you as you deserved.

If you only gave him a chance, he would always be there for you, he would simply give you anything you wished for. Touya never understood how could you be so blind, never once did you notice his feelings for you. Never once did you question his behavior.

Every time you called him over, he would ditch all his plans and run to you. Every time you needed something, you knew very well that only Touya will help you 100%.

You woke up in your bedroom, a little bit confused about what time it was and if your best friend was still there. Taking your phone to check what time it is, your eyes widened when you saw a Instagram notification from Kai. That piece of shit had balls to like your photo.

Throwing your phone away, you started crying again, wishing the day you met him never happened. You wished you listened to your best friend when he told you that Chisaki ain’t the one for you.

,, You ok?’’ you heard Touya’s voice under the loud TV noise. In just a second he was beside you, warming your body with his own and wrapping his arms around you, telling you how everything is ok and how he’s there for you.

,, Come on, stand up’’ Touya commanded suddenly, forcing your upper body up. ,, We are leaving’’ he added, forcing you out of the bed. You were too confused to even think at that very moment, but you found yourself following his lead. Wearing one of your very oversized shirt that covered more than enough, you hurried out of your bedroom to Toyua who was waiting for you already all ready.

You didn’t know what was happening, and the pack of eggs in his hand was confusing the shit out of you, yet you found yourself in the passenger seat, doing whatever Touya planned at that moment.

,, Where are we going ?’’ you asked, tears long gone.

,, We’re egging his car’’ he said, as your eyes widened in shock.

,, Is that even legal?’’ you asked again, already all excited about it.

,, Nope’’ Touya laughed out, focused on the road. You were sure that Kai would know it was you, definitely. But he also won’t have balls to call the police on you, since you knew about all his dirty deeds, you knew about all the drugs he’s taking and having hidden somewhere in his house.

Kai didn’t live far away from you, so in only few minutes of drive the two of you found yourself in front of his car. Lighting one cigarette, Dabi took the paper that was placed on the windshield.

,, Stop perking on my spot’’ Dabi read out loud, pointing out the word he wrote wrongly. You laughed loudly as you remembered about Kai telling you about some dude parking his Motorcycle in front of his car, making it hard to get out of the spot for him.

,, He can’t write, but he can do meth I guess’’ you laughed, as Touya puffed on his cigarette.

You stood there close to Kai’s car, as you waited for your best friend to finish his cigarette. It was a quiet night, with no people around at all. Maybe it was the adrenaline that was rushing in your blood, or the fact that you spent all day crying like a mad person, but in that very moment all you felt was anger as you thought about your ex.

,,Here’’ Touya gave you the package, still smoking that cigarette. You weren’t sure if he took his time with cigarette or if the time was simply passing so slow for you, since he was a pretty fast smoker.

To his surprise, you grabbed one egg and immediately threw it on his car, making him rise his eyebrows and laugh in shock. You never did something like that before, so you didn’t really understand why the alarm didn’t go on. Was your throw too weak?

A huge grin formed on your lips as you threw another egg, you couldn’t stop the evil laugh as you watched the egg yolk all over the window and in that moment you wished you had rotten eggs instead. Watching you happy like that, Touya couldn’t hide his smile. He was almost sure that everyone could read his emotions, he was sure that everyone could say how much in love he was with you.

You were on your fourth egg when Touya took one from the package and threw it. You weren’t sure if he threw it with much more force, or if he already did this before, but when the egg hit the car, loud alarm took over the peaceful night.

,, Shit, we have to hurry’’ Touya said under his breath as both of you threw one more egg. Sure, Kai won’t call the police, but if someone else saw you, they sure will.

You were laughing loudly, as you took your last egg, ready to throw it while Touya explained to you at what you should aim for.

,, HEY’’ you heard a familiar voice, coming from the building you used to spend so much time in. Not even turning around, you threw the egg and rushed to Toyua’s car, hopping fast into passenger seat. The moment Kai got out, everything happened too fast.

You wished you could take a photo of his upset face as he looked over your car. You were sure that you never saw him mad like that.

,, YOU FUCKING SUCK’’ he yelled once he turned the alarm off, while Dabi was ready to drive off, laughing loudly with you.

,, AND YOU SWALLOW BITCH’’ you yelled, popping your head thru the window. Touya gave you a bit time to flip him a bird, before he drove fast off, leaving your ex boyfriend pissed on the road. Laughing loudly, you leaned back into the seat, satisfied with the little event your best friend thought of.

,, You are seriously the best’’ you said, still smiling widely. Touya nodded his head, focused on the road. Every time he took a look of you, his heart would skip a beat. He was so fucking glad that you weren’t sad anymore, at least not for now.

You weren’t sure what had he planned next, since he wasn’t driving back home, but you didn’t care. You enjoyed his company, and you enjoyed the fact that you felt nothing else beside happiness in the moment. It was weird how fast emotions were taking over you. Just one hour ago you were a crying mess, and all of sudden you found yourself enjoying the night with your best friend.

You didn’t even realize how hungry you were, until Touya stopped by McDonalds to buy some food. Once he came back, placing the milkshakes and paper bag into your lap, you almost started drooling from the delicious smell.

He parked on the spot beside lake, where the two of you usually come to chill a bit. The music played on the low as the two of you ate slowly and talked about casual stuff. The moment a song from the famous tiktoker started playing in the background, you wished your hands weren’t so oily from the food. You wanted to change the song, but you didn’t want to make your phone oily, you weren’t even sure why you had that song in your playlist after all.

,, Does this song bother you?’’ he asked, taking a sip from his milkshake.

,, Yeah there’s a word that’s pissing me off’’ you rolled your eyes in annoyance.

,,Which one?’’ he asked confused.

,,When she says This ain’t build a bitch, you don’t get to pick or choose, what she should have said is nothing and just never release that stupid song’’ you hissed, wiping your hands as you changed the song that was pissing you off so much.

,, You are so cute’’ he complimented you, as both of you placed the rest of the food in the paper bag. Everything you did was cute to him, the was you sneeze is cute to him, the way you rise your brows when you are surprised, the way you laugh at your own jokes sometimes. Everything.

,,Did you know that Yumi got pregnant ?’’He asked you suddenly. Your eyes widened in shock, as you heard him ask, not because it was weird or anything like that, the two of you always gossip, but because you knew Yumi so well. You weren’t best friends with her, but the two of you would casually meet up.

,, Wasn’t she on the pills?’’ you asked, covering your mouth with your left hand. ,, Oh fuck no, I don’t claim this negative energy’’ you gasped shaking your head as Dabi laughed at your sudden reaction.

Talking about pregnancy and sex, you found yourself thinking about the last time you slept with your ex. You didn’t feel any sadness, all you felt was disappointment and anger. Just the thought that he was the last one inside you was making you mad, and the fact that only god knows when will you sleep with someone again was making you mad even more.

It’s not that you were a prude, or that you had something against one night stands. Sure, you could install Tinder and just find a quick fuck, knowing very well that the thought will bother you until the problem in your head is solved. But you weren’t the one to jump under the covers with a complete stranger.

,, What’s up?’’ Dabi asked once he saw you confused and lost in your thoughts. Hearing his voice, a sudden idea popped up in your head. You shook your head, trying to not think about it. He is your best friend for fucks sake, you can’t use him for something like that.

,, Nothing’’ you shook your head once again, trying to avoid his eyes.

,, Oh come on, tell me’’ he said stubbornly, as he placed his cigarette between his lips.

,, You know, the fact that Kai was the last person I had sex with, and the fact that I don’t know how long it will stay that way is bothering me’’ you confessed, skipping the part with the rest of your thoughts.

,, and you thought I could help you with it’’ Touya joked, as he puffed on his cigarette.

,, How did you know?’’ You asked way too fast, regretting it almost immediately once he almost choked onto the air and the smoke of his cigarette.

,, You can’t be serious’’ Touya said under his breath, closing his eyes as he spoke those words out. You weren’t sure why, but your heart sank a bit once you heard him say that.

,, Ah come on, it can be a quick fuck, it won’t change anything between us’’ he whined, turning your body to his direction. Once you said that, Touya grabbed you and forced you into his lap. You were more then shocked by his action, but you still positioned yourself comfortably in his lap, not sure if you should say anything or just wait..

,, You think I’ll be able to go back after it ?’’ he asked, one hand holding your waist firmly, and other holding his cigarette. ,, Doll, you should know better than anyone that I don’t do quick fucks’’ he added, as his grip got stronger. You weren’t sure if you should be embarrassed or not, but you felt uneasy at that moment, not sure where this all is leading.

,, If we do it now, there’s no going back doll, you’ll belong to me’’ he added again, as you sat in his lap confused. It was weird to hear him talk like that.

,, Touya, that can fuck up our friendship’’ you whispered. You were way too confused, not sure if he was talking about a relationship with you or just about you not sleeping with anyone else beside him.

,, And a quick fuck won’t do it?’’ he hissed, throwing the finished cigarette out of his window. He was right, both of it could fuck it up, and your idea was probably the worse option. The problem you had just few minutes ago was long gone, as new thoughts took over your mind. The fact that he was slowly placing soft kisses all over your neck didn’t help the situation, and the fact that you tiled your head to the side to give him more access to it didn’t help either.

You weren’t sure if you were simply too horny in the moment and if emotions took over you, but one part of you wanted to give it a try, yet another part of you was simply too scared of losing him. You did think about it before, how lucky can a girl be to call herself his girlfriend!? He’s not like other guys, at least not to you. He was always so caring, so gentle and so loving with you. He was the one who was always there for you, and in fact, you were more than sure that if you two start something, you won’t end up being hurt. But the fact that your friendship was under a question because of it was making you scared. Touya is the only person you never want to lose, and he knew that very well.

,, What do you say doll? Wanna try?’’ he asked, as he kissed your jaw softly. You weren’t sure how were you even capable of thinking at all in that moment.

,, Yes’’ you breathed out, closing your eyes shut as you enjoyed his soft kisses. Could you really lose him? If you had to worry about it so much, you should worry about the very exact moment. Why wouldn’t the current event ruin your friendship, now that you know that he doesn’t really see you as a friend as much as you thought. If you start some kind of a relationship with him, and if it doesn’t work, the two of you could talk it out.

The moment you said yes, Touya grabbed your yaw with his right hand, brushing his nose with your own before he connected his lips with yours. Once you placed your hands on his cheeks, trying to get closer to him, he couldn’t help but smile into the kiss.

What really drove him crazy was you rolling your hips on him. The fact that you had nothing else under your oversized shirt than your favorite panties almost made him cum in that very moment. Breaking the kiss, he leaned back into the seat, as you tried to catch your breath. Touya pulled your shirt up, exposing your naked chest. Not wasting any time, he placed his left on your right boob, pinching and twisting your already hard nipple, while sucking the other one.

Just the feeling of his hot breath made you throw your head back, enjoying the sucking and squeezing he was giving you. You placed your hands on his shoulders, finding support in it. Every roll you did with your hips, was met with his own one, making you feel his hard erection under his sweatpants. A quiet moan escaped your lips when you felt him bite on your nipple few times before he got back onto sucking it again.

Touya pulled your hips up a bit, giving you a sign to stay in that position as he pulled his sweatpants and boxers down, just enough for his dick to spring up. You knew that he had a dick piercing, in fact, you were in the waiting room when he decided to get it, but you still were shocked. It looked so good, so attractive.

You wanted to get out of his lap, you wanted to taste him, but his hands stopped you. Pushing you back onto his lap once again.

,, You have no idea how much I love you’’ he said, brushing his lips on your own, as he pushed your panties to the side and rubbed the tip of his dick around your hole.

,, I love you too, so much’’ you confessed, kissing him softly, as the pink head of his dick slowly entered you, hands on your hips slowly leading you down onto his length, until he was all in.

,, I know’’ Touya smirked into the kiss, enjoying the warmth of your walls hugging his dick. The hands on your hips slowly started to lead your hips up and down. The pace was so slow you could feel every inch of his dick rubbing against your velvety walls. Touya wasn’t one to enjoy the slow pace that much, but with you it was something else. He wanted to feel you as much as possible, and pushing his dick so slow into you gave him that possibility.

Just thinking about how it finally happened almost made him cream inside you. Closing his eyes, he let you move up and down his dick on your own. When you nuzzled your head into his neck he almost lost it, holding your hips down for few seconds just to calm his dick down. The small I love you that you whispered into his neck all over again didn’t help either, making it hard for him to control himself.

His hand found its way under your shirt, while his lips were all over your neck now, leaving sloppy marks all over it. You weren’t sure what did you enjoy more, his lips and hot breath over your neck, sucking and biting it, his hand squeezing your left breast or his dick deep inside you rubbing against your cervix.

Even tho you were moving your hips so slow, every time you were pushing your hips down, his would move upward, snapping against you with a little force and hitting your cervix perfectly. The both of you were breathing heavily, enjoying every second of the slow sex you had.

Wrapping his arms around you, he pulled your body closer to his, as he started moving just a little bit faster. You squeezed your eyes shut, as you realized that your climax was getting closer and closer with every move. Touya noticed your breathing getting faster, and your walls hugging his dick tighter then before, as he pulled your body up a bit, pushing you against the steering wheel and giving himself more access to move and fuck you a bit faster and stronger then before.

Moaning loudly, you wrapped your arms around him as you came all over his dick, almost shocked that you came without any clit stimulation. Dabi didn’t stop fucking you, helping you ride off the hard orgasm that just hit you.

Once he was sure you were done, he sat down. He lowered his seat, as he changed the position, locking you under him. Without giving you a chance to understand anything, he pushed his dick inside you.

,, I’m not done with you’’ he groaned, as he started moving his hips at much faster pace then before. Instead of saying anything, you wrapped your legs around him, placing your hands around his neck and just kissing him again. You couldn’t get enough of him, and luckily he felt the same. Accepting everything you had to offer, gladly.

The slow and steady pace was long forgotten, as he fucked you into the seat of his car with much more force and at one ungodly speed. You were pretty sure that the car was moving with every move he did, and you were sure if someone happened to be near, they would know what’s going on, but that was the last thing you cared of.

You were a moaning mess under him, and he was no better than you. You were surprised when you felt his hand around your throat, holding you in one place and playing with your breath. Open your mouth for me was all he said, before you felt thick saliva in your mouth. When it started, you thought it would be only some vanilla sex, the last thing you thought was that he would end up choking you and spitting in your mouth.

If it was someone else, you would probably freak out, but since it was him, you only obeyed, mouth open and tongue out, giving him approval for more.

,,That’s my good girl’’ he said, as he spat into your mouth one more time, while his grip around your neck only grew stronger. He was moving at rapidly speed, his skin slapping against your own was louder than the music that was playing in the background.

You closed your eyes as you started catching your breath once his hand moved away from your neck. Touya couldn’t control himself anymore, grabbing the edges of the seat, as he fucked into you. The pain mixed with pleasure was too intense for you, but you are his good girl, and you are doing so great for him, he made sure you understood that, as he repeated it all over again, while fucking into you.

The moment you felt his fingers rubbing your clit in circles, all you could do was squeeze your eyes shut, moaning loudly, as he told you to cum all over his dick, so you did as you were told and that was enough for him to reach his own high. Few harsh moves and he found himself cuming deep inside you. Even Toyua doesn’t know how did he find the energy to tell you how good you are milking his dick, but he did.

Collapsing on top of you, he fucked his seed inside of you, making sure not a single drop will get outside of your tight little out, making sure none of it will go to waste.

,, You’re mine’’ he said, placing soft kisses all over your face, and you were his. You were always his and he was always yours.

You weren’t sure how long would it take you to get over your stupid ex, but you were sure that Touya will be there for you and help you out in every way he can. Starting from the moment the two of you left your apartment, to the very moment the two of you cuddled inside of his car, after one steamy sex. All you could think of was your best friend and what would future bring you.

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mie….could we please get college au eren headcanons👉🏽👈🏽

Of course. I’m always thinking about his big head anyway <33 might as well put it good use.

One thing he learned in college is how to make his hyperfocus/fixation episodes work for him; that’s why he schedules all his classes as close together as possible. He’d rather have class back to back for 5 hours, than have it spread out with hours in between lectures, because that increases his changes of cutting.

You can always tell when he’s in class and/or what class he’s in by how much he responds to your messages. If he doesn’t text back at all, he’s in a class that hard or one he enjoys, or both. But if he’s sending you iMessage games, then you know he’s in his elective that he couldn’t care else about (and is probably cheating in someway somehow lmfao).

He usually puts his phone on dnd when he’s in a class that’s important, but you’re in his favorite contacts, so your messages always ring through. What if it’s an emergency and you need him for something? Advanced Roots of Human Biology can wait.

Some days there are one or two our breaks between his lectures, that’s just how the scheduling works out. When that happens, he usually sneaks into one of your lectures, or goes to your place to take a nap. Your roommates have become accustomed to him, honestly they’ve been considering giving him a key.

Once, he didn’t realize that your lecture was basically a seminar, with you, the prof and maybe six other students. He still stayed lmao, and the prof was so amazed by his dedication, that she didn’t even mind. Occasionally, you’ll catch the two of them talking after lecture. It’s pretty cute the way she’s adopted him into the class even tho he’s not on the roster.

You... have to show him where the library is lmfao. He genuinely has not stepped foot in one until you bring him to one. He likes it tho lmao once he gets used to it.

Speaking of which, do not give him standard directions to find your classes on campus because all you’ll get is, “Babe, I’m gonna keep it real with you, I’ve never heard of the ‘West Quad’ a day in my life. What building are you near.”

He usually comes to see you in the library after all his lectures are done for the day. Sometimes he does homework, sometimes he’s just fucking around on his computer, sometimes he’s just bothering you. When you have to leave to go to class, he stays behind to watch your stuff so you don’t have to pack everything up and come back.

Very protective when it comes to keeping your seat for you. No, you cannot take that chair to your table you good for nothing freshman; it’s reserved for you.

He’ll drag you out of the library if you’ve been cooped up all day, tho. Eren will use his height and his strength against you to get you up. Placates you with kisses when he sees your angry expression, and promises to buy you food.

He takes your backpack for you when you’re walking together,m. His backpack is frustratingly light all the time, even during midterms. You swear all he’s got in there is a pencil and some flashcards.

If you have night classes, he sticks around to walk you home after, especially in the winter when it gets dark faster. If he’s not already on campus, he’ll walk/drive back to meet you; he just doesn’t like you going home alone. Even if your friend/roommate is in the class with you, Eren will walk or drive the both of you home for his own sanity.

He plays sports, so he usually has practice most evenings, but he’ll find a way to make time. If practice was particularly brutal, he’ll probably crash at your place.

He loves it when you come to meet him after practice. His whole face lights up and he waves obnoxiously, before he gathers up his stuff and all but sprints towards you. You get a cold water bottle to the face, or a bit of water splashed on you usually, which he takes immense amusement in.

He knows it’s not possible for you to make it to all of his games, and usually it doesn’t bother him much; you’ve got your own life, and work to worry about. All he asks is that you wear his jersey, or any item of his sports apparel/merch on game day (he’s partial to hoodies).

By the time junior year rolls around, he’s not all that interested in attending parties that aren’t hosted by your friends; so, unless it’s at Connie, Jean, or Reiner and Bertholdt’s place, Eren will usually decline. Even team parties, he’s not crazy about unless it’s to celebrate a championship or something. He’d much rather celebrate with you.

He does get excited about hosting parties though, and he and Jean become pretty damn good co-hosts. They don’t throw ragers, and that’s probably why Eren likes it so much. It’s usually your friend group and a couple plus ones, some good music, games, weed, and take-out.

He’ll buy you coffee whenever you ask for it. The first time, he just orders something plain, not really knowing the difference between anything; but give it two or three tries, and he’ll get it perfect. He becomes so good that he can order you something new/different and you’ll love it.

That’s kind of the start of his own coffee addiction, and more often than not, when he buys you a cup, he’s on his second or third of the day himself. The flavor has really grown on him, okay.

He much prefers your apartment, but on occasion, he’ll ask you to come to his. You’ve been studying for so long, a change of environment should do you good, he claims. He’s a fucking liar tho because that’s all Eren Talk for “I do genuinely want you to come over, but my plans are to coerce you out of doing your assignments and doing me instead.”

Lmfao he adds you on Apple Watch Rings just so you can see him close his rings every day and laugh at you. Even if yours get closed by virtue of walking around campus or working out or whatever, his numbers are stupidly high because he fucking has practice at least 4 days of the week.

Of course when you’re running on a soccer field for 2 hours every day, you close your Move Ring five times, Eren. Leave the rest of us alone.

He buys you guys matching accessories for your keychains. It’s something pretty cute, and slightly random, but it reminded him of you. It also serves as a reminder to himself to take his fucking keys with him when he leaves his house.

He sleeps like a fucking rock, so do not let him fall asleep in the library. Waking him up is a mission, and he’s never happy to be woken up. He looks kinda cute tho.

He schedules dates for you and his friends. Usually by accident, but hear me out. Sometimes he’ll make plans with Armin, then forget that he has class or a test or something; so his solution is to text you, “hey, i forgot min and i were supposed to go some aquarium tomorrow but i have a midterm so here’s the pdf of my ticket, go with him for me, thanks babe love u” then, boop, you and Armin have an aquarium date Friday evening.

The same thing happens with Mikasa, though, she usually catches the scheduling conflict before Eren does, and invites you out herself. You and Mikasa hang out quite a bit anyway, so it comes to the point where she tells you when she’s gonna hang out with Eren, so you can make yourself free for when he inevitably remember he has a game that day.

Mikasa is most amazed that you’ve put up with Eren this long lmao. You’ve certainly lessened her Eren & Armin babysitting hours, and for that she’s eternally grateful. Also, she’s just happy to have another close friend. She loves Eren and Armin, but they’re not the most social beings, and she was literally their only friend besides the other for all their childhood PLEASE she’s so happy you’re around.

It’s Mikasa, however, who babysits you and Eren whenever you both get too drunk. Says you guys are two peas in a pod (affectionate<2)

If you tell Eren something important that happened, like an internship you got, or a good grade in a class, or something, he usually relays that information to his mom pls. He texts her every day, and if she doesn’t ask for an update on you first, he gives her one.

Carla calls you sometimes, too. At least once every few weeks, just to check on you herself. She really likes you for Eren, and is grateful someone is willing to put up with her hotheaded son.

Eren’s always using your fucking chapstick. Always. You know he has his own, so why he needs to use yours is beyond you. Finds time to make some dumbass comment about how it’s an “indirect kiss” every time he uses it too. Like bro, we’re dating, and have had many direct kisses why are you like this.

He posts on Instagram every few weeks or so, but you’re on his story every few days. Usually, it’s just a video of you minding your business and doing your work while Eren slowly zooms in before making some loud noise to surprise you, all so he can get your reaction on video and laugh at it. He’s annoying.

He’s a bit of a copycat when it comes to the products you use. He’ll buy the same brand of pens as you (for that matter, all of his school supplies mirror yours because what does he know about the difference between A4 and A5 notebooks?), put a little hand sanitizer on his backpack like yours (and a lotion, too, for good measure), he even copies your Starbucks order until he finds one he likes for himself. It’s one of his love languages <3

If you’re wondering where your eyelash curler went, Eren stole it to try it on himself, hurt himself, vowed to never use it again, went back because he wanted to “do it right and not give up,” liked the results when he didn’t pinch his eyelid, and now it’s his.

That being said, stop trying to put your Fenty lipgloss on him, it’s never going to happen. Eye makeup, maybe, only if you sit in his lap and he can have his hands on your ass while you do it.

What he does love is letting you do his skincare. He will set aside dedicated skincare nights, he adores it. Easily one of his favorite things ever.

You have his wallet. Not because he’s your sugar daddy or anything (although, if you want something, he’d definitely let you use his card to get it; and even if you bought something without asking, he wouldn’t think twice about it), but because he put it in your bag once and never took it out.

When you tried to give it back, he just shook his head and told you to keep it, “I have my ID in my phone case anyway, and you’re less likely to lose it. Plus I put all my cards on Apple Pay, so I’m good.”

When you do make it to a game of his, he’s all over you when it’s over. Not in a cocky athlete boyfriend kind of way; in a very sleepy boyfriend kind of way. He’s usually got ice on at least one part of his body, and he’s got half his body weight on you as you walk to the car.

By the time you guys get back to your place, he’s practically sleep walking. The only thing on his mind is taking a hot shower to soothe his muscles, and heading to bed. The aftermath of game days aren’t all that bad though, because even if you didn’t show, you’re always there to kiss him when he’s home and massage his shoulders, and cuddle him to sleep; and that’s his favorite part.

#anonymous #hes so fucking cute hes my fucking BOYFRIENDDDDDDDDD #eren x reader #aot x reader #eren jaeger x reader #aot imagines #eren fluff #eren smut

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allmonstersxarehuman · 3 years

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Alone Time

Requested?: Yes

Prompt: “I’m not jealous! It’s just... you’re mine.”

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffish? With mature content.

Warning: Cussing, mature content, mentions of poor Jungkook getting traumatized by Yoongi and Reader.

A/N: Again I got carried away.

You had started dating Yoongi almost 3 years after meeting 5 years ago when you got an internship at BigHit, soon you were hired on as one of their producers. As the label started to grow you were assigned to different idols and groups, TomorrowXTogether was a new band that had been put together by the label, which meant they were also a new group that you had been working closely with the young men becoming like little brothers to you. So unfortunately because of the both groups were making comebacks meant you and Yoongi became extremely busy, while he was promoting their new singles you were constantly in the studio with the younger guys helping them put together songs. Neither you nor Yoongi were the jealous type, mostly because you both trusted each other and understood each other very well. Though soon Yoongi started showing signs of jealous behavior due to the boys from Txt being around you more than he was, you would talk to him about it but you knew him well enough to know he would never admit that he was at least a bit jealous; not to mention it was a conversation to have when it was just the two of you.

You were determined to help ease his jealousy a bit, you both had a rare day off so you both had decided to spend the day together lounging around and watching movies. Neither of you were paying much mind to the movie, and you knew he was probably starting to fall asleep, so you straddled his lap and leaned down kissing his lips softly. “Well hey there.” Yoongi said giving you a lazy smile. “I’ve missed you, I haven’t gotten to spend time alone with you.” You said softly running your fingers through his hair. He sighed softly leaning his head against your chest as you played with his hair. “I know you’ve been spending so much time with the babies, anytime I try to see you they are with you.” He said letting out something that sounded like a growl. “Oh squish, are you jealous because of the youngers?” You asked softly waiting for him to deny it. “I’m not jealous! It’s just…you’re mine.” He said looking up at you. You smiled shyly brushing your lips against his. “I am all yours, and I always will be all yours no matter what.” You said softly. Yoongi smirked a bit but you knew him well enough to know that it still bothered him, he gave your hips a slight squeeze. “I know Y/n, and I am yours. I’m just worried that one of these days you will get tired of always trying to coordinate our schedules so we can see each other.” He said chewing on his bottom lip. You sighed softly now realizing why it seemed like jealousy, you pulled his bottom lip from his and gave him a deep kiss. “This isn’t our first rodeo, it’ll calm down and then we will be able to go back to you fucking me in the studio or even on even in the dressing room.” You giggle reminding him of the first time you had gone to an award show with him. He let out a laugh at that and shook his head. “You mean like the time after the award ceremony when Jungkook walked in on us, only wanting to ask if we were ready for food.” He smirked. “Oh the poor guy. He didn’t look us in the eye for weeks.” You laughed lightly. Yoongi nodded and let out another laugh before pressing his lips against yours in a deep kiss. “God I love you.” He said softly against your lips. “I love you too. Now how about we make up for lost time.” You replied pulling off his top that you were wearing.

#bts smut #bts suga #min yoongi smut #min yoongi x reader #yoongi fluff #bts x reader #bts suga x reader #bts suga smut #bts imagine

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taegyuun · 3 years

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jay as boyfriend

genre: fluff

pairing: jay x reader

word count: 930+

note: i only just realised i haven’t done one for all the members so this is my next goal :D

well shiii here we go

mans is such a good boyfriend

very unintentionally but he really is

he doesn’t even realise it

hes just so incredibly caring when it comes to you and he just knows exactly how to take care of you even if you guys haven’t been dating for long

LOVES COOKING FOR YOU !!!! LOVES IT !!!!

it makes him feel all domestic and cute and what not y’know like a good boyfriend

if you ever tease him for something hes just gonna mock you or he’ll do that blank face where he’s not impressed right before breaking into the bRIGHTEST AND MOST PRETTIEST SMILE EVER HE HAS SUCHBA PRETTY SMILR PLS

anyways.

pls don’t take his clothes without asking 💔

one day he walked up to his closet to find one of his favourite shirts to wear for the day and hes like “where tf did it go-“ bc hes literally spent 30 mins looking for this one damn shirt

and then he sees it in the wash basket and hes like “i don’t remember putting it there ??”

hes wracking his brain trying to figure out when was the last time he wore it 💀

and then hes like lightbulb moment

will lecture you on it but won’t mean it seriously kinda

just warn him next time what shirt you’re taking so he can make outfit changes beforehand LOOOOL

that being said he did start to “subtly” leave his clothes laying around or at your house as if he forgot them and acts annoyed when he sees you wearing them

if you’re not korean or have a different culture he’ll learn dishes from your culture/home country and cook them for you when you’re feeling homesick bc hes just that great

likes running you very nice baths after a crappy day so you can relax

will massage your shoulders or whatever hurts bc WOW hes so perfect

when he kisses you.... ooo lord have mercy

it’s so... perfect. i’ve been repeating this word too many times in this but come on am i lying

like good lord hes just very passionate with everything he does y’know so even the tiniest peck brings the upmost amount of butterflies to your stomach

but when yall kiss kiss... JTJSJFJEJEJWHDJAIR

likes having you on his lap with his hands either on your thighs or underneath your shirt only if your comfy with that obviously asks before doing anything and he likes when your hands are either on his shoulders or neck

he also likes having you sitting in his laps while he’s playing games or just in general

like i’ve mentioned in a few of my other posts he likes feeling the weight of you against him bc it just comforts him y’know

i think it was jungwon that said that jay denied but acts secretly like a baby

like he always cuddles up to you or smth and he does it unconsciously it’s so cute

you’ll sit next to him not too close not too far and then like 5 mins later hes leaning his head against your shoulder or has his arms around you waist but he only noticed bc you pointed it out

HE GET SO SHY AND BLUSHYYY AWWWW

whenever you two are standing outside and it’s cold or sumn he’ll always stand behind you and wrap his arms around you so you’re at least a tad warmer

dates with him are probably so fun

either very expensive or just extremely chill

if it’s expensive then expect to be taken to a super fancy cool ass amazing woah gobsmacking restaurant

if it’s just chill then you’re staying at home watching sumn and he either cooks or you two cook together and if you’re both feeling very lazy then ordering some food !

its always super fun no matter what

arguments with jay don’t really happen too often yall love each other too much

but when they do...

yeah. they’re not great

mf is a taurus MAN he is a stubborn bitch

so arguments can last a while but you both definitely apologise and make up with kisses and what not

he probably does give you the silent treatment if you caused the argument or pissed him off

but that doesn’t happen often so no worries

like i mentioned previously he unconsciously clings to you so you guys cuddle pretty often LOL

hes always whining saying how you’re so clingy or whatever but he is literally so in love with cuddling you it’s not even ok at this point

mans would sell himself on the black market just to cuddle with you

likes to be the big spoon 100%

also likes when you lay pretty much flat on top of him

it’s just that feeling of your weight on him that let’s him know you’re safe y’know like i said earlier

oh my god hes definitely super possessive 💀

him and sunghoon give me such possessive vibes PLEASEEEE

sees some random dude talking to you and instantly puts his arm round your waist or brings you in closer

i for some reason always forget that hes literally almost 6’ so he will assert dominance.

also forgot to say but shOPPING DATES !!!!

oMG YOUD GO TO LIKE SOME RANDOM STORE AND YOUD DO THAT THUNG WHERE A PERSON GLIDES THEIR HAND ACROSS A RACK OF CLOTHES WITH THEIR EYES CLOSED AND THE OTHER HAS TO SAY STOP YKNOW WHAT I MEAN

the ridiculous outfits that came out of that... aND THE PICTURES ???

they’re now used as black mail.

but yeah dating jay would be super fun

he always makes you laugh and always finds ways to make sure you’re safe and cared for because sometimes you forget to do it yourself :)

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