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mickeyswhore · 6 months

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I'm Gonna Kill You

A/N: My first time posting a fic in this brand new side blog, if you enjoy it, please consider reblogging it and if you want more you can follow me.

Summary: Randy is your best friend in the entire world, Billy doesn't enjoy the power he has over you and decides to do something about it.

Billy Loomis x Reader

Warnings: toxicity all around, a splash of daddy kink, filming without consent, a little bit of degradation, death (I mean it's Scream) but nothing gory, let me know if I missed anything else.

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You and Randy were born on the same day, your mothers went to High School together so the two of you were bound to become best friends. Your friendship with Randy is great, the two of you spend most of the time together and you barely ever fought. There is one massive problem in your life and you weren’t even aware of, Randy loves you, he loved you since you stood up for him in kindergarten but you were obvious to his love, Randy was happy to be just your friend but that doesn’t mean he would allow you to have a love life.

You trust Randy with your life, if he says that someone is not good for you, you listen no questions asked. Randy takes full advantage of the power he has on your life, a sick power

play that you weren’t even aware of. If pressed on the issue, Randy would swear up and down that it is for your own good, but he knows the truth, he’s too scared to admit his true feelings but more than happy to cock block you without you being aware.

Being a virgin was one of your main concerns in your otherwise uneventful life, you had Randy as your best friend and a few acquiescences mainly Sidney, Tatum, Stu and Billy. You loved hanging out with them even if you weren’t as close, Stu made you laugh to the point of almost peeing your pants, Sidney and Tatum were extremely and the three of you went shopping at least once a fortnight. The only person you didn't spend time with was Billy, not because you didn't like him, quite the contrary he simply intimidated you too much to allow you to exchange pleasantries with him, his piercing chocolate brown eyes made you all warm and tingly inside.

You never said anything to Sid and Tatum because Sid and Billy used to be a couple in Elementary School and Tatum was her best friend, Stu was too much of a jokester to take anything seriously and he would run to Billy and the two of them would probably laugh, not because they were cruel but simply because Stu would never take this seriously. Then there was Randy, the only person that knew everything about your life except this major crush on Billy Loomis but life goes on.

Casey Becker and her boyfriend were murdered and the whole town was on edge, and Randy was going on and on about horror films and you thought it was in poor taste, this isn’t a film! People are dead! So you gave him the bullshit excuse of getting your period and you basically qucicked him out of your house.

You decided to go to a coffee shop and just be alone for a change, you said hi to the barista gave her your order and after getting your drink you were sitting down by the window. You weren’t thinking about anything in particular but Billy Loomis came to the forefront of your mind, as he usually does. His eyes, his lips, his hair. As if it was on queue, Stu Macher spots you from across the road and ran towards the coffee shop.

“Stu, how are you?” You smiled seeing him, maybe that meant Billy was nearby? Stu didn't miss your eyes wondering, looking for Billy.

“I’m good, you know? Hey, would you like to hang out? Tatum is busy right now and you’re super cool, so…” Before you could he was getting your bag and helping you get up, you simply laughed and followed him, you truly enjoyed his company.

You’ve to Stu’s house a couple of times but only with Randy, maybe this was a good opportunity to actually be friends with Stu. He opened the door for you and allowed you to get in, he was helping you remove your jumper when you heard Billy’s voice.

“Where the fuck were you? Did you bring the…” Billy stopped in his tracks when he finally saw you, and Stu couldn’t stop grinning. Billy wanted to get alone with you for ages but Randy was always there, Stu really did him a solid.

“Oh man, I totally forgot I ran into her and totally slipped my mind. I’ll be right back, you don’t mind being here with Billy, right?” You looked at Billy who was already looking at you and you looked down and shook your head. “Okay, bye.” And just like that Stu was out of the house.

You still kept your gaze down, playing with your shirt. It was so hard to keep eye contact with Billy Loomis.

“Hey, we can watch something on the TV.” You simply followed Billy but still keeping your gaze down, Billy thought you were the hottest girl at school and now he has you all to himself, he really needed to thank Stu later. The two of you sat down and Billy decided to break the silence. “You don’t like me very much, do you doll?” You finally looked at him with a frown on your face and Billy was smirking. “There she is.” He whispered with a hint of a smile on his face, his thumb went to your chin and goosebumps rose all over your body, Billy wasn’t blind to the effect he had on you.

Billy wanted you since the two of you were freshmen, but Randy was always hanging around you like a leach, in Billy’s eyes. He wanted to kill Randy as his and Stu’s first victim but Billy wanted Randy to suffer after hearing the two of you talking. Randy let it slip rather loudly that you and him were still virgins and Billy thought Christmas came early. He wanted you for the longest time and finding out he was going to be the first man in your life, to touch you, to make you cum? His cock got incredibly hard just thinking about you moaning underneath him, riding him and eating you out like you were his last meal.

“I like you, Billy…it’s just that…” You took a deep breath, how could you explain your predicament?

“You don’t want to hurt Randy’s feelings?” Billy almost believed his own tone, it felt so sincere and honest, he almost wanted to laugh at the relief on your face.

“Yes, we’re not dating or anything.” You wanted especify, and Billy smiled. “But he’s my best friend, literally since day one. And I have no idea why he doesn’t like you very much.” You started playing with your nails and Billy raised your chin to look in your eyes, his piercing gaze was giving you burtterfiles in your stomach.

“We can take this slow, yeah? I want to do this right and take you out for dates and you be my girl, yeah?” Billy looked at you expectantly, and you nodded biting your lip. After that, he kissed you. He couldn’t believe that he finally got the girl of his dreams.

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It has been months since you and Billy started dating, and you couldn’t be happier even with the killings getting progressively worse. You had Billy to protect you, so things weren’t as scary. The only problem was Randy, he comes to your house unannounced and Billy has to hide and it’s always when the two of are about to fuck, it seemed that Randy had this radar to find out when you were about to lose your virginity and it was driving you and Billy insane. You were more than ready for this and Billy had major blue balls for months.

The two of you were now at school, talking in the hallway. Billy wanted nothing more than to take you to the nearest bathroom and fuck you in the stall but he knew that you deserved much better than a quick and cheap fuck, you were his dream girl.

“I asked my parents for the lake house this weekend and they allowed. I can pick you up right after school, is that okay?” You nodded and smiled, you couldn’t believe how romantic and thoughtful your boyfriend was. The two of you were very good in not having PDA at school but you were so excited that you kissed him and Billy was more than happy to oblige.

His hands went to your waist and yours went straight to his hair, Billy’s hnads were about to land on your ass when the two of you heard his voice.

“Unbelievable.” Randy yelled and you stopped kissing Billy, you had a guilty look on your face but Billy was angry. “You’re with him? Mr. I am clearly a serial killer.” Billy was about to beat Randy up when you stopped him.

“Look, Randy. I am so sorry for not telling you before but saying this shit about Billy is not cool. If you can’t accept him, don’t talk to me again.” You grabbed Billy’s hand and walked away while Billy had the biggest grin on his face. Once the two of you were outside, he hugged you.

“Are you alright? I know how important Randy is to you, I don’t want to get in the middle of your friendship.” Billy was selling this so well, and you just smiled and shook your head.

“You’re the best boyfriend ever! And no, don’t ever say that, Randy will come around eventually. I don’t want this to stop our little getaway.” You were going to handle Randy later after you spent time with your boyfriend.

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Billy’s car stopped right in front of the house, it was so pretty and quiet you loved it. Billy took both of your suitcases and guided you to the front of the house. The door was opened and everything inside was very rustic, it was perfect and apparently Billy’s parents had people come and clean in preparation of your stay there, they were always so thoughtful. Billy put your suitcases on the floor and looked at you.

“So, do you want a tour of the house?” He smiled at you.

“Start with the bedroom.” You jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist and Billy did exactly that.

He opened the door and dropped you on the bed, even though you were a virgin Billy could tell that you liked it rough. Every bite that was a little too rough, you had to stop yourself from moaning and rubbing your thighs together, every whispered ‘good girl’ on your ear made you sigh and bite your lip and one small ‘my little slut’ made you moan.

“I’m gonna fuck you right now, baby. Is that what you want? I wanna hear you beg.” Billy started kissing your neck and biting it and nodded your head fervently. You wondered if people could die of horniness for a second. “Use your words, baby. Tell me what you want from me?” Billy was taking off his shirt and still kissing you.

“I want you to fuck me, daddy.” You put your hand over your mouth, he wasn’t supposed to know but Billy had the biggest grin on his face.

“Yeah? You want daddy to destroy your little pussy even though is your first time? Is that what you want?” Billy finally started removing your clothes, leaving you in just your bra and panties.

“Please, daddy. Fuck me, I need it please.” You didn't care about sounding needy, Billy was your boyfriend and you loved him and he loved you.

Billy’s cock was so hard and you could see how big it was even through his underwear, your mouth was watering at the sight.

“Does my needy little slut wants me to fuck her throat?” Billy removed his underwear and you could see his cock leaking with pre cum, it has been so long since he fucked anyone.

“Yes, please daddy.” You got on your knees and looked at him with the biggest innocent eyes he has ever seen, fuck Billy could cum right now just by looking at you.

“Open your mouth, baby.” You did exactly that, you licked the head of his cock tasting his pre cum and you slowly started to take him in your mouth. Billy was very patient and you took his cock so well, Billy out his head back and groaned loudly. He also made sure that the camera was at the right angle.

Billy’s hands went to your hair, you were hollowing your cheeks and also playing with his balls. He held your head in place and started to fuck your throat, the noises you were making were pornographic and Billy loved every second of it.

“Oh, fuck I’m gonna cum.” Billy removed his hands from your head but you kept sucking his cock. “Fuck, baby.” Billy came, thick ropes of cum down your throat and you swallowed it all. You were still on your knees and you opened your mouth you to show Billy that you swallowed it all. “Fuck, how did I get so lucky?” He helped you get up and kissed you passionately, he finally removed your bra and took one nipple in his mouth, now it was your turn to get your hands on his hair, Billy carefully laid you on the bed and removed your panties.

Billy opened your legs started sucking on your clit, he was relentless and again your handd went to his hair. You were moaning and panting, the feeling of his hot, wet tongue on your pussy is like nothing you’ve ever felt before. Billy was enjoying very much seeing you fall apart with only his tongue.

Your moans started getting louder, and the grip on his hair got stronger. Billy’s tongue was working faster to bring your orgasm quicker, he also inserted a finger to slowly start stretching you out. He was was observing all of your reactions, how your legs were shaking and how your moans were louder by him finger fucking you.

“Billy, I think I’m gonna…” You knew your body very well, but this was different.

“Come on, baby. Cum for me, cum all over my face.” Billy sped up his ministrations on your clit and you pulled his hair and you came hard, your eyes were shut and pleasure that you never felt before ran all over your body. When you finally came to it, you felt under the bed wet, quite wet. When you looked over, you started panicking.

“Oh my God, Billy I’m so sorry. I have no idea why this happened?” Billy shushed you and kissed your forehead.

“No, baby. You just squirted and it was hot as fuck.” He kissed you and he laid on the bed again.

Billy pinched your nipples and you moaned into his mouth, his hands were all over your body and vice versa. Billy was about to burst, he was painfully hard again and he couldn’t wait to fuck you.

“Are you ready, baby?” Billy put his hand on your cheek and his eyes were looking into yours and you’ve never felt more connected with him before.

“More than ever, Billy.”

“Okay, I’ll go slow. Let me know if it hurts, alright?” You nodded and Billy positioned his cock at your entrance, he was looking at it then at you.

You felt his thick and veiny cock on your pussy, Billy had to contain himself and not cum at that second. Your velvety walls milking him, Billy was groaning and moaning in your ear, inch by inch his cock was entering you. Billy was fully inside you now and stopped to compose himself, your pussy felt like heaven to him. You on the other hand was almost passing out from the overwhelming pleasure his cock was giving you and you wanted, no, needed more.

“Please move, Billy.” He obliged and started moving slowly, the last thing he wanted was to hirt you. He found a comfortable pace for him and you. “Harder, please.” You wrapped your legs around his waist and with that all of his self control was gone.

Billy started punding into your pussy with reckless abandon, your nails digging on his back the noises coming from felt like you were in a porno.

“Do you like that, baby? Is that what you wanted my dirty little slut, huh?” His filthy words were driving you insane. You started clenching around him and Billy started laughing condescendly. “You like that, huh? You like being my little slut?” You only nodded, the pleasure wouldn’t allow you to speak, the noises were louder and louder. “Are you cock drunk already, baby? You can’t even speak right, can you? I want you to cum on my cock, baby.” Billy’s thumb went to your clit and started making hard and small circles, he wanted to see you falling apart.

“Billy, I’m gonna…” You didn't finish your sentence, and you came on his cock and Billy helped you ride out your orgasm. Billy started chasing his own orgasm, you were sensitive but the line between pleasure and pain were blurred and that resulted in more pleasure for you.

“You’re gonna take my cum, aren’t you baby? You’re gonna let me cum deep inside your pussy, imagine if I got you pregnant?” You clenched around him and Billy laughed. “You want everyone to know that you’re my little slut? Walking around with a big belly and huge tits full of milk?” Billy stopped and came with a groan, he was breathless. He kissed you and removed his cock out of you. He laid down and pulled you over to him, he started kissing the top of your head and caressing your arm.

“Did you enjoy that?” You asked and Billy could sense the vulnerability in your voice.

“That was the best thing that ever happened to me, you were perfect baby. I love you.” He kissed your forehead and you mumbled ‘I love you too’ and you fell asleep rather quickly. After making sure you weren’t going to wake up, Billy got up and stopped recording, he couldn’t wait to put his plan into action.

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Randy was pissed, your mom told him that you went on a trip with Billy. I mean what were your parents thinking? Allowing you to be alone with that serial killer? But you were about to come back and Randy was going to do everything in his power to break the two of you up. You never dated anyone before, you couldn’t! You belonged to Randy and he was going to make sure of that, no matter what.

Randy got in his bedroom, he found a tape that was odd he didn't recognise it. He put it in the VHS anyway, and he recognised you immediately, on your knees for Billy Loomis, Randy was about to take the tape and show it to you how Billy is gross and you should break up with him, but he got a call.

“Hello, Randy.” The modulated voice said.

“Billy, you sick fuck. I’m gonna fucking destroy you, she’ll never look at you again.” Randy was screaming, he couldn’t wait to destroy your relationship, that way you would fall for Randy and realise no one but him is good enough for you.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that Randy.” The voice was tauting him and Randy was furious.

“And why is that?” Ghostface opened his closet and was right behind Randy.

“Dead men tell no tales.” Randy turned around but only in time to be stabbed in the neck, after that Ghostface grabbed the tape and left Randy’s house.

Billy was with you when you heard that Randy was killed by Ghostface, he comforted you and said that everything was going to be okay.

“I was angry at him the last time we saw each other, I’ll never forgive myself.” Billy shused you and said that it wasn’t your fault and you couldn’t have known.

Billy held your hand through the funeral and made sure you didn't fall apart, you were so lucky to have in your life. Billy was overjoyed, he had his girlfriend all to himself and he didn't have to hide or worry about the nerd that hanging over her, everything was right in the world.

#billy loomis x reader #billy loomis x you #billy loomis x female reader #billy loomis x y/n #billy loomis smut #billy loomis imagine #scream 1996 #billy loomis

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itz-amani · 5 months

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I love you Idiot

Bully!Sukuna X reader (Voted the most)JJK AU

Grammar error english is not my first language [Photos aren't mine] Part 1?

Firstly thank you for voting appreciate y'all sm 🫶 To all Sukuna stans please come and get your lemonade

Okay so I describe Sukuna as a student (bully) in Jujutsu High (Au)

He is a student who cause many troubles but has high reputation on sports

Obviously he is Itadori's his twin with a DIFFRENT personality.

Itadori is basically the sunshine character and a very talkative person who can light up someone's day.Sukuna his twin,brings destruction.

Sukuna likes smoking he have been caught multiple times .

He has a motorcycle.Every night he bet with his friends racing with their motorcycles on a empty.He always won in every single laps.He got home at 3:00 am .Sometimes he got caught sneaking out of the house and ended up got grounded.He doesn't even care.

Many people think that he is a "curse" and also brings bad luck in the family .Itadori is different than Sukuna.Their attitude.Itadori is a teen with full of manners While Sukuna is just rude .

Sukuna is a good-looking red flag that girls are drooling over him.He likes it.

Itadori always cares about how Sukuna is.How he acted .He talked to him but he never listens. He hoped one day someone will.

In class Sukuna likes to bully students like putting glue on Megumi's Bubble tea, Scribbled Nobara's face with a her expensive lipstick , stepping on Itadori's shoes when he opens it (come on Sukuna it's your twin :( )

-You are a new student that transferred to Jujutsu High.You transfered there because of You got accepted.

-You introduced yourself to your class teacher ,Gojo sensei and the other students.Everyone thinks that you are unlucky to be in this class because of Sukuna.But he thinks that you are his next victim.

You didn't even know that this class is so problematic because of him.Gojo sensei decided to let you sit with Sukuna because he has another empty sit beside him .You think is A -Okay but the students think that it's the end of your life .

When he first saw you he got so annoyed and a bit happy that you get to be his stressed bag.If he wanted to hit someone he just hit you.-"Oh great another loser" he thought while playing with his pen.

-You sat beside him as he gives you the sideeye expression as you introduced yourself to him not knowing he is a bully in class "Hello I'm (Y/n) Nice to meet you.I hope we can be friends" You greet him politely as you offer him a hand to shake.

-He was so loading of the expression you gave.Why did you greet him? Do you who he is? He rolled his eyes saying something rude "I suggest fools like you should shut their mouths'' Dang bro it's my first day..

-You stunt at his response.Okay maybe he is just awkward towards me.Just ignore him...You turn away from him as you open your fav novel and read.

-While you are reading their some students calling you.You looked at them seeing a pink-haired boy, a raven haired boy who is looking at you and a brunette haired girl calling your name inviting you to hang out at their table.

-Who are you to let go off the offer? You immediately get up from your tables go straight to them.They introduce themselves and handed you a chair to sit beside one of them who are Itadori ,Megumi and Nobara.You talked about yourself so they are , laughing about Itadori's jokes ,Megumi asks you about hows life in your old school and Nobara sharing about her lifestyle and glow up tips.Yall just can't stop talking.

-But little do you know that Sukuna was watching you from afar.He suddenly felt so annoyed with you.Something that he wanted to do to you.He grips his pen tightly like he wanted to kill someone while watching you talking happily to your new friends.

-It is now recess The trio invited you to join for recess.You and Itadori queueing up at the cafeteria to buy some foodwhile Megumi and Nobara are finding the perfect for the four of you to eat.

-You bought a bowl ramen and a strawberry milk while Itadori bought himself a rice bowl with noodles on top.You walked behind him as he guides you to the table that Megumi and Nobara has already sat.You are not looking straight your eyes wandered around the cafeteria looking at other students and admiring the view outside.

-Out of the blue, you step on something as you tripped at the cafeteria with your ramen spilled on the ground.

-Wait..where is the strawberry milk?Oh no..You are now on the ground trying to get up.The trio immediately put went up to you and helped you getting up , cleaning your uniform a bit.

-You looked up and realised the strawberry milk carton is on Sukuna's head with milk spilled on his uniform.Oh snap you thought as you are going to his direction to move the milk box on his head and apologising.

-He felt so rage .He wanted to kill you .How dare you.How f*king dare you fool.He slaps your hand rudely shouting at you making you startled "What the f*K is your problem?! Why can't you just walk properly stupid?making you feel embarrassed.Everyone was whispering about you."I'm sorry it was an accident I didn't mean to do towards you" I apologised many times but he doesn't wanted to listen.He lifts his arm to slap your face but his twin Itadori blocked him.

-"Dude cut it off.Its her first day" Itadori said coldly.Megumi and Nobara frowned at him as they lift both of your hands on their shoulders. You looked down on the floor not wanting to look at Sukuna nor Itadori.Sukuna hated when when he wanted to bully someone there are "back ups" .He thinks that that the victim are weak having back ups.

"Oh so you are the one to talk huh? Why not her.Is she's scared? such a bitch" he splatters the curse word.You almost teared up a little bit Nobara bark him "Look at the mirror dumbass" as the Trio brings you up together , leaving Sukuna alone.You looked at Sukuna as he looking at you full of rage.You. Are .Now . Scared

"So that's what you wanna play with (Y/n) Don't worry I'll play along~"

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mt-oe · 29 days

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Hey dears!

I've been getting addicted with playing Valorant recently and thought it would be fun to try and make some hcs for Mizu <3

Clove's release is so exciting and I'm so happy non-binary people are given some representation in games. They're so much fun and their ult mechanic is such a game-changer.

Please tell me if you'd like me to make more of these or if I should make some for other games too (as long as I know them well enough).

Anywho, let's go!

Enjoy! Mwa mwa :*

warnings: not proofread, the use of "clutch or gay", she/her for mizu

mizu has a crush on you :3

✦ Her fave maps are Icebox and Bind. Whenever you play comp with her and these maps roll up, you're internally fucking hollering. You're thanking every possible deity there is, dancing in your seat, kissing your monitor.

She's such a god in these maps. Every good agent for every role, every lineup, and even some pro play shit strats, she memorized it.

She loves Icebox for how easy it was to clear angles and how easy it was to formulate AND predict strategies. The map was pretty straightforward and no bullshit. Perfect for her.

Bind for the outplay potentials. Teleporters + Yoru TP/Omen TP and Ult? There's no telling where she may be. Will she plant in A? Will she plant in B? Maybe she's already flanking? Who knows?

✦ Mizu doesn't buy skins but she DOES have some. They're gifts from you and her friends! An oni phantom, neptune spectre, and sovereign marshal from Akemi; An arcane sheriff from Taigen because they're probably taking their shit-talking to League too; and a reaver vandal, reaver karambit, and the oni katana from you.

She doesn't really give a shit about skins, but ever since she was gifted one, she started appreciating them. You'll see her using the inspect animation once in a while if she picks up a skin she's never seen before.

If it's just a chill comp game or she's playing solo queue, she'll use the oni katana. If she's playing with you and/or wants to show off, she'll use the reaver karambit. Of course you have to go with the sexy one when trying to impress.

✦ Doesn't shit talk heavily, but shit talks in a way that'll piss you off.

"Ooooh shit someone's mad," you laughed over the voice-comms, watching as the enemy Reyna started spewing all sorts of insults at your team. It was mostly targeted at Mizu, who was also playing Reyna, and was top-fragging. Soon after that fiasco, you'd see Mizu type "." in all chat every time she killed the enemy Reyna, got a clutch, and even an ace. Everyone was snickering at her antics, finding it funny how Mizu was shitting on them while the enemy was clearly progressively getting even more tilted.

On the other hand, if Taigen was there and Mizu failed to clutch the round, he'd be laughing loudly over the voice chat, making fun of her over and over. He'd even type "GG [insert Mizu's current agent]. Aimlabs is free" in team chat, which was so fucking embarrassing. The moment Mizu catches Taigen lacking, she'll be having a hayday in the team chat, spamming "GG [insert Taigen's current agent], Aimlabs is free" over and over which effectively pisses Taigen off.

✦ Along with the previous one, if someone ever decided to trashtalk you, she's going absolutely feral. She still wouldn't be spewing nonsense, but you'll notice her becoming more aggressive.

"Didn't you just use your ult?" You asked her, spectating as she used another Reyna ult which you swore she just used two rounds ago. "I just feel like playing a little better today," she replies. But then goes to strafe like a fucking bitch, doing a poppin' swing once or thrice, making the enemy struggle before killing the enemy and t-bagging them aggressively.

You raised an eyebrow at her antics but still laughed at it. "You sure you're not here for blood?" you joked. "Yeah.." she said while spamming your trashtalker's KD status in all-chat.

✦ There's no doubt about how well she plays with different agents, but her worst agent to use would be Gekko. Something about Dizzy's trajectory and letting Wingman plant and defuse felt off to her. Maybe it was because she was used to having control over the speed of her flashes and being able to fake defuse.

✦ Actually responds to "clutch or gay" jokes.

If a random teammate or anyone in your friend group (mainly Taigen) decides to use that joke on her during a clutch situation, it doesn't matter if it's a 1v1, a 1v5, a 1v5 + Sage res + Clove ult. She's winning. She's fucking winning.

You watched in anticipation as Mizu, using Omen, went through attacker spawn in Breeze. It was a 1v4, having picked one off when she picked up the spike. For a moment, you thought of something before typing "clutch or gay" in team chat. It worked for your other friends and randos, why not try it?

The moment she read that chat from you, you could immediately see Omen throwing his weapons off of the map. The noise of the agent's footsteps prompting the enemy to shoot him. "Bro what the fuck are you doing?" Taigen groans, annoyance heavy in his voice. Mizu doesn't respond in voice chat, but you hear her typing. After a while, a chat pops up.

(Whisper) From mizu: did you see that?

(Whisper) To mizu: mhm. why'd u do that :c

(Whisper) From mizu: you said clutch or gay

(Whisper) From mizu: i didn't clutch.

But she only ever does this to you.

✦ Actually plays fill but everyone in your friend group decided to place her as a duelist. She's going to treat every agent like a damn duelist anyway. Why place her somewhere else? You get site early and fast + She gets higher RR from combat score. It's a win-win. Plus, she loves secretly showing off to you. She relishes the "woah where'd you learn to satchel like that?", the "nice kill!" when she wins in an Iso 1v1, and the way you bought her an op upon her request when she used Jett as if you automatically trusted her.

#bes mizu x reader #bes mizu #bes x reader #mizu blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai x reader #mizu #mizu x reader #blue eye samurai mizu #mizu x you #mizu imagine

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this blog will cover a lot of different kind of selfship stuff, from imagines to polls, questions, ask games, reblog games, memes, art and craft ideas, and more

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requests are ALWAYS open by the way!! it may take me a while to get around to them, but i promise i will. i love getting requests, i'm just chronically tired lol

also, in order to avoid being nuked, this account will is SFW only

QUEUE INFO:

posts queued: 28

posting speed: 15 per day

posting times: 7:00 AM — 9:00 PM Pacific Daylight Time (GMT-7)

last queue shuffle: 4/17/23, 1:30 AM

info updated: 4/19/23, 11:00 PM

ABOUT ME:

you can find my main blog @littlefaeella, my selfship banners and userboxes blog @proselfship-banners-n-boxes, or my personal selfship sideblog @ella-the-og-normalshipper

the character in my profile picture and banners is my sona, sticky note the sticky note, she is the host of this blog as far as i'm concerned lol XP

also, i don't check blogs before i reblogged from them unless i have any amount of doubt that are proship or proship safe, and considering i reblog from the tags... please don't assume that i do or do not support something just because i reblogged from someone who does or does support something

PEOPLE WHO I WILL BLOCK:

antis "cosang", "radqueer"/prats and other supporters of abusive relationships in real life, racists, and lgbt-phobic people pedophiles, zoophiles, necrophiles (big 3) along with any other unconsentual paraphiles and ANYONE who sympathizes, supports, or are neutral about them about them being "pro contact" (a.k.a pro rape and molestation)

ANYONE who thinks unconsentual paraphilias are just "different" and quirky silly attractions and not something to be taken/talked about seriously 100% of the time poppyblr/pro underage RPF people who make/engage with RPF in general. while i won't argue for the censorship of RPF because i don't believe in censorship, i do not want to interact with ANYONE who dehumanizes real people and puts them on the same level as character and decides they don't deserve to be treated with dignity and respect and can be used like they're just a character (a.k.a an object) for personal gratification anybody who tells people to kill themselves, they deserve to die, deserve to be hurt, doxxed, harassed, etcetera

TAGS (under cut due to length, encouraged to look over them if you have any squicks, icks, or triggers):

IMAGINES

original imagine

reblogged imagine

submitted imagine

requested imagine

romantic imagine

platonic imagine

familiar imagine

shipcest imagine

darkship imagine

nonspecific relationship imagine

F/Os (disclaimer, child, parent, sibling, and extended family are all inherently familiar and non shipcest or romantic tags unless specified otherwise)

villain f/o

hero f/o

sidekick f/o

yandere f/o

darling f/o

monster f/o

non or beyond human f/o

royal f/o

knight f/o

parent f/o

child f/o

sibling f/o

extended family f/o

OTHER SELFSHIP STUFF

non imagine

original non imagine

reblogged non imagine

submitted non imagine

requested non imagine

selfship ask game

selfship reblog game

selfship arts and crafts

selfship bonding activities

selfship poll

selfship questions

selfship positivity

selfship meme

selfship promo

selfship banners

OTHER STUFF (GENERAL AND CW/TW)

sticky note stuff

sticky note speaks

banner and pnj masterpost

banner and pnj masterpost reblog

ask box

askbox

blog update

cw rude dni

rude dni

cw hostile dni

hostile dni

#pinned post #proselfship #proship selfship #proship safe #self ship #imagine your f/o #imagine #imagines #proship please interact #antis do not interact #antis dni

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victoirey · 1 year

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♥︎. REQUESTS I HAVE NO IDEAS FOR —

to the senders of these requests, hi! unfortunately, either due to the fact your request didn't sit right with me or I simply didn't have any ideas — I decided to post your ideas on my account so that people who do have ideas can write those ideas :) thank you!

request one : neytiri and jake break up because jake wanted to leave , however neytiri didn't. so instead of both jake and neytiri going, it's just jake and his family moving to awa'atlu. jake meets metkayina!reader and they click immediately.

— requested by anonymous.

request two : avatar quaritch x reader— in which readers clan was killed by the sky people and reader sees quaritch flying away at the end of the movie. readers first instinct is to kill quaritch, but he is too weak to fight. the reader forces quaritch to fight until they realize there's no honor killing a dead man. reader is quaritch's ticket to getting out of the area he's in, so he charms the reader and befriends them. slowly but surely, quaritch's motives go from killing jake/his family to them.

requested by : @vampire-hunter

request three : jake sully x reader in which reader is a halfbreed— they're human sized, has a queue, and a few blue spots as they were experimented on. basically how jake and them fall in love, and a bunch of cute moments because he's twice their size and hugs them too hard or ends up unable to kiss them because of the height difference.

requested by: @as-lost-as-sams-shoe

request four : na'vi quaritch having a familial bond with a captured na'vi child (reader). he realizes he begins to care for reader and detests it— but refuses to let the kid be tortured by humans.

requested by: anonymous.

request five: you grow up with the sullys— raised a human, raised like spider was— you get jealous over neteyams interactions with tsireya. neteyam x reader.

requested by: anonymous.

request six : "hey could I request a neteyam x male na'vi reader?? maybe he has a breakdown or an anxiety/panic attack after something happened to one of his siblings and the reader helps him ?? thanks !!"

requested by: anonymous.

request seven : "omgmg could I please ask for lo’ak or neteyem w/ reader who’s normally a ball of energy but spends a lot of time alone/is secretly very melancholy a lot of the time?? Idk how to explain it!! I personally tend to put on a bubbly personality around others, but I spend a lot of time alone feeling gloomy. So it’s nice when someone can appreciate both or see through the bubblyness!"

requested by : @|forever-paramore28

request eight: "hello hello! ive been admiring your writing for quite some time now and i was so excited to see your requests have opened ! do you think you could do a tsu’tey’s daughter! reader insert x neteyam? wym tsu’tey died lmao that’s so funny anyways, maybe him and ninat got together and had reader, a sweet looking omaticayan that was taught everything by tsu’tey when it comes to warfare and defense while also having knowledge of the traditions of singing, making beads, and etc. ? just reader being an absolute all rounder. this makes her looked up to and admired among her peers and regarded by adults as a tsahik in the making? maybe she is betrothed to neteyam and despite some complaints (mainly from protective dad tsu’tey bc excuse me thats my baby????) they actually hit it off really well and balance each other out. when the threat of quaritch comes around again, tsu’tey decides to send reader off with the sully’s for her safety. maybe ao’nung, being the lil shit he was, would often make moves on the reader bc he thought he had a chance with her before neteyam gets involved and firmly introduces reader again as his future tsahik and betrothed? idk man protective mfs >>>>>>"

requested by : anon ( thank you for the compliments nonnie. I'm happy that you admire my writing <3)

request nine : "can I request some headcanons for the Sully fam x half bread!reader and by half breed I mean not from avatars but like a lab made baby who looks human, maybe has white hair due to testings and surgeries and can breathe the planet's air since if the humans r making pandora their new home, they gonna try find ways to breathe in the planet's air. Just headcanons about reader going into the forest and stumbling upon the kids and Spider and then noticing shes breathing the air and has cuts n bruises all over her cuz of testing n shi and how the Sullys save and adopt her from the scientists 🤔?"

requested by : anon

request ten : "it’s the tsu’tey daughter! reader insert x neteyam anon again! sorry i sent it way too soon 🥲 maybe after that, the scene where neteyam is supposed to die, reader is beside him and she goes absolutely ballistic and goes ham on the recom na’vis like neytiri did bc 💅🏻 ofc she does my lil girl boss pookie wookie, HAPPY ENDING PLEASE LORD I HAVE HAD ENOUGH TEARS TO SHED"

requested by : anon

my apologies I wasn't able to fulfill these requests as you expected me to, but I am sure someone else could bring your ideas to fruition!!

♡. maggie

#jake sully x reader #jake sully #avatar jake sully #james cameron avatar #avatar quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #na'vi quaritch #miles quaritch #neytiri #awow #avatar way of water #fanfiction ideas #fanfic ideas #ideas

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suratan-zir · 5 months

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all kinds of trigger warnings

I'm not okay. Last night, as I was trying to fall asleep, the thought of my hometown crossed my mind for a split second, a mere moment, and I teared up. It wasn't even a complete thought, just a blurry image. I didn't cry, only a couple tears that I quickly wiped away, but it's strange. It's not a good town, never was, even back then, but now it's ten times worse obviously. It's theirs now, I will most likely never see it again, not that there's anything to see there.

I'm not allowed to be sick of the war, as I'm not the one fighting in the trenches. So I'm sick of life instead, as I am indeed alive and have been for some time. I can't take any more losses. I know there are people who lost so much more than I did, yet they keep on going. But I genuenly can't lose anymore. And it makes everything too precious. When your entire world shrinks, fits into one person sleeping next to you, in one place with a leaking roof and creaky floor, in one moment of stillness. I can't bare the thought of losing it. I can't live in this all-consuming fear of losing it all any longer. And I know I'm going to lose.

I had exactly one happy year in my life. Well, it's only happy in retrospective. When I was 17-18, moved away from my absolutely horrible family, met my future husband and moved in with him. We were very poor, we fought all the time in those early years, and that was the year my bipolar disorder manifested in full strenght. The same age as my father's. But I was studying in the uni I loved, I wasn't bullied at school for the first time in my life, I had good grades and was making friends. Then 2014 came. Russians came to my city in tanks, their favorite vehicle when visiting Ukraine. It was a scary year of artillery, empty streets and store shelves, duct tape on window panes, queues for humanitarian aid food packages, sandwiches with catfood-like pate from said food packages for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Russians of course took over my uni along with everything else. And every night falling asleep to the sounds of their tanks and APCs (they moved them at night), I dreamed that these were Ukrainian tanks coming to free us. But it never was.

And despite it getting better on a surface level, it only gets worse. We're not so poor anymore, we don't fight with my husband, I accepted my mental illness and sort of made peace with it. And I was almost the happiest person on Earth for a couple of months when I moved from Donetsk, and Russia hadn't invaded us yet. I had future ahead of me, I made plans, I thought my life had just begun after all. I can't keep losing and I can't keep making it worse. In my teenage years I dealt with having a terrible family by finding even more terrible and abusive person and clinging to him for over ten years. I got so hurt by my closest friend that I never made a single close friend again. I found my husband and now can't even kill myself because I can't do that to him. Now I have something - someone - to lose. I should've end it way back when I had nothing and no one. I can't live with this fear, it's unbearable. I want it to end. I want to either wake up and realize that this war was just a nightmare, or not wake up at all.

please donate to the Ukrainian army using one of the links in my pinned post. just please, even a single penny, just do this

#personal

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fanfiction-blep · 1 year

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Ghost: Part Six Na’vi Miles Quaritch X Fem!Reader

Warnings: animal cruelty, smut, fluff, violence.

They landed gently on the roof of the ship, jumping down until they were face to face with a stocky bearded man.

"Are ye the asshole that is commandeering my ship?"

"That would be me, now ya going to help, or do I have to do it myself? His words were not a question, they were a not-so thinly veiled threat. The man sighed, clearly not wanting to fight with the 9 foot tall Na'vi marine. The recoms followed the human man inside the ship gathering around the table, looking at the map displaying all the clusters of islands that held tribes and different clans.

"You know this island group doc, what kind of indigenous we have up there?" Another bearded man stepped forward, intrigued by (Y/N).

"Dr?" She crossed her arms "What's your speciality?"

"Marine Biology?" He was confused, to him the Na'vi women before him looked native, he was confused by her questions "You?" It was a shot in the dark, but he was going with his gut.

"Microbiology" He nodded "and Conservation" His eyes widened. "I'm Dr (Y/N) Augustine"

"Any relation to Dr Grace Augustine?" She nodded "She was my sister" She lowered her gaze, not wanting anyone to see the emotion that brimmed in her eyes. In this moment she was wishing more than anything she had more time to tell stories of grace to Kiri.

(Y/N) didn't follow the conversation. She was holding Spiders hand, comforting the child.

"Are you alright?" she asked quietly. He shook his head.

"I have heard things"

"What things?" The women was concerned. The thought of people mocking him the way they had her made her tail flick in anger, he was family, end of story, and she would kill for him.

"That you're being kept in his room, as a slave" He didn't say the word, she knew what someone had said, most likely Z-dog. It didn't take a genius to figure out that Quaritch had been the one to give him that black eye.

"I am no slave, he is a changed man, Spider, have faith." Her words were little over a whisper as she leaned into his ear, hoping the discussion in front of her would mean no one caught the conversation. Spider looked up at her, confusion etched on his features.

"You can't kill a tulkun! Killing one would be like killing a family member to the natives" the doctor spoke up(Y/N) bit her lip hard, thinking that if she spoke up then she would get Quaritch in trouble, but then lyle spoke up.

"Fucking savages, you gonna tell me they fuck these animals too?" he snorted and gestured to (Y/N) "look at how that bitch over there acts, and we all know how easy she is" Z-dog laughed as did the other recoms. Quaritch didn't even have a chance to react, she jumped behind the Colonel and lunged at the marine. She wouldn't let him get away with what he had said, not after what they must have said around or to her Spider. She jumped on him and dug her teeth into his shoulder. He tried pulling him off but she dug her teeth in deeper. Someone grabbed her Queue, yanking hard. She released her grip on Lyle and cried out in pain. It wasn't until she was thrown into a cold office that she saw it was Quaritch. He let her go the second the door closed behind him, then his expression softened.

"Petal, I am sorry. I had to play the part" He hushed out the words. (Y/N) pulled her braid over her shoulder nursing her sore head. She nodded at him.

"I am sorry" she whispered. "But-" he cut her off

"You don't have to say but- If you hadn't i would have"

"You don't understand." she insisted, placing her hands on his chest and looking up at him. "They were telling Spider you were holding me as a sex slave!" The mans features turned into furious anger, like nothing she had seen before.

"I will end him" She pulled at his shirt trying to keep him in place.

"Miles, stop" he didn't "Please" she begged. He stilled, only slightly, her hands gripping his biceps. She could feel the rage radiating off him.

"You're not easy"

"I know"

"But I said the same thing" She sighed placing a hand between his shoulder blades.

"You didn't mean it" She soothed him, rubbing her hands over his exposed skin.

"But in the moment i meant it, i didn't believe it, but it wasn't right" He turned to face her, "I am sorry for what i said that night. I never apologised, I am sorry" The women nodded in agreement.

"Thank you." she placed a hand on his face, “Now i know you have to leave me in here, but please, don't let them kill that animal. Show me the change" He nodded, determination filling his gaze.

The entire hunt her words rang in his mind. 'Show me the change' He almost zoned out of the entire hunt. But an idea formed in his head.

“Tag it!” The location devise connected with the animal a low whine leaving her mouth.

“That’s enough” Quaritch warned.

“What?” The smaller man was stunned angry even.

“If we tag it, it will go back to sully, I’m sure of it or someone will contact him to get that tag off. Either way it’s a win win.”

“But, I won’t meet my quota”

“Tough luck make sure to do better next time”

"Screw you i am killing it" Quaritch pressed the man against the walls of the boat.

"I was being nice, now i won't. Follow orders or I will personally inflict the punishments. The man nodded in fear.

Quaritch made his way to the office where (Y/N) had been held. She had used the time to release her hair from its braided style. He opened the door, emotion evident in his eyes.

"I want you to come with me"

"What?"

"Let's go flying"

"Miles, your scaring me. Did you-"

"Its alive, we have some time. They believe that I am taking you out to scope an area waiting for Sully."

"But we aren't?" he walked closer and offered her hand.

"No, I am taking you someplace a little more natural." A smile spread across her face as she got the hint. She took his hand and he wrapped his hand around her wrist, pulling her out of the room, out of the ship and finally they flew. For hours he would playfully fly close to her, causing her to almost fall of her Ikran. Finally they found some land, a small secluded area.

When they landed (Y/N) knew that there were other Na'vi here. Loyey was to anxious.

"How close is the village?"

"This area was recently vacated." He explained, "The tribe that lived here are nomads. They move around at least once a year." She nodded, she had heard that some tribes chose this life style. She didn't understand it personally, but the scent of the locals had Loyey on edge.

"Mawey, Loyey" Quaritch, who had stepped closer smiled.

"What does that mean?" he asked she looked up at him suprised.

"You know Mawey?" she was confused, he knew the language quite well for a beginner. He frowned.

"You never taught me the word, Loyey" She started to laugh. He smiled back realising he had said something stupid.

"Loyey is her name!" She was holding her sides doubled over in laughter, unable to stop.

"Okay, okay. Stop laughing"

"You Skxawng!" She continue to laugh until she noticed his single raised brow. "Um" she swallowed thickly. "I'm sorry" The Marine leaned forward reaching for her. She dodge out of the way.

"Oh now ya really are going to be sorry." She started to jog deeper into the forage. She secretly enjoyed being chased, it was a way to represent this cat and mouse game they had been playing .

It didn't take him long to catch her, he reached out and pulled on her tail lightly. She spun around an open mouthed playful smile, slowing down, now walking backwards. The sun had started to set a few hours back, so her luminescent spots lit up her body in a way that drew him to her. He had never really looked at himself, not in this body, but the small spots were something he found adorable on her. Eventually the look in her eyes was too much and he stepped forward grabbing her waist, pushing her up against the nearest tree.

"Enough games" He breathed heavily against her face, eyes darting between her eyes and her lips. His tail (that he had just the smallest more control of) gently traced up her calf and inner thigh until it wrapped around the body part as much as it was capable. "If you want me to stop, just say the word" she nodded and he smirked placing his fingers under her chin forcing her to look up at him. "I need you're words princess."

"I'll tell you if i want you to stop." he wasted no more time and leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, moving slowly at first he placed one hand on the small of her back pressing her against him, as the other pushed into her loose hair. He used this leverage to move her head to the side, giving him a better angle. He moved his lips against hers with ease, her slight soft whimpers increasing his confidence, soon he started to become rougher. More dominant. He pulled on her hair slightly causing her to gasp into his mouth, giving him an opening to invade her mouth with his tongue, pushing his hips against hers he quickly moved from her mouth to her neck. In an instant she was facing the bark of the tree. Quaritch grabbed at her hips pulling them back slightly causing her to brace herself against the wood.

“You’ve been a bit disobedient today, haven’t you pet?” He ran his palm up and down her back. She knew what was coming but did not expect it in the slightest.

“Miles, please” a sharp sting radiated across her behind.

“Try again princess, how do you address me?”

“Si- Sir” she stammered out, still taken off guard by the stinging on her skin.

“Good girl, only a few more to go” he hummed, rubbing his open palm and fingers against her ass between each spank. He wanted to go easy on her this time, and she had only been slightly disobedient that day. She had made up for the laughing, the teasing, the attitude. When he remembered her rolling her eyes a particularly harsh spank landed on her skin. A total of five spanks landed on her ass, one was just for fun. Satisfied with the slight redness on her skin he turned her around once again pushed her body against his. "You are a wonder, let me show you how much i apprechiate you princess." he bit into the skin above her breast's, only slightly covered with her clothing. "Jump" He mutterd against her skin, she followed the intruction well, he grabbed her thighs to hold her steady at first, but soon held her in place with the pressure of his hips against hers. Keeping one hand in place he continued his assult on her neck, causing (Y/N) to mewl in return. He smirked in response, as much as he loved her obedience, he wanted her to be bratty. It was more fun when he could push her to submit. He pushed her further into the tree grinding against her core.

“Miles, ple-” he froze, her words catching in her throat. His grip tightened, oh he was going to have fun with her tonight.

“What was that?” He quizzed slowly moving away from the tree.

“Nothing, I’m sorry sir” he hummed and nodded in a sympathetic way. A smirk plastered on his sharp features. He slowly began to lean down until he was resting on the soft ground, a mixture of dirt and sand creating an odd texture beneath him. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist, using this to his advantage he slowly started circling his thumb on her inner thigh.

“Did you just lie to me Darlin?” She shook her head and he gave her a tusk in response. “See I know ya are, and good girls tell the truth” he moved his hand closer to her core, his words having the desired effect. “And good girls get to cum” A whine escaped her lips as his finger made contact with her throbbing clit, gently tracing circles, moving upwards and downwards at a agonisingly slow pace. He watched as her face contorted in pleasure, eyes fluttering. When he started to trace his fingers along her entrance they both knew it was game over. She was desperate already, wet and craving the feeling of him inside of her, and he wanted to make her fall apart on just his fingers. “Tell me how much you want my fingers” he ordered

“Please, sir” (Y/N) looked up at him “I need to feel you” she all but pouted the words, a light chuckle escaping the Colonels lips, two of his fingers slipping inside of her. Immediately making a ‘com hither’ motion perfectly hitting her most sensitive spots. He braced his free hand on her head whispering into her ear.

“That’s it baby. You’re so wet for me.” He moved his digits faster causing a slick wet squelching sound to erupt from between her legs. “Oh sweetheart, I bet you taste amazing” (Y/N) tensed against his chest, back arching, her high approaching quickly, but it stopped suddenly when Quaritch pulled away. Her eyes had previously been squeezed shut but when she looked into his eyes she saw hunger. The fingers that had just been inside her pushed into his own mouth.

“Please” the man removed his fingers from his mouth with an exaggerated ‘pop’ once again placing them inside her waiting core, she was wound up tight already so close to her previous almost orgasm. He teased her relentlessly pulling away again, and again. Finally she broke, small tears on the corner of her eyes. “Daddy please” she begged almost crying out in desperation. He froze, he had once again licked his own fingers clean of her slick. The new name had taken him by surprise, he hadn’t thought that would be hidden inside her. He looked down at her, a new found hunger growing in the pit of his stomach, he was rock hard, his erection leaking waiting to be inside her. He wanted to devour her fist.

“What was that princess?”

“Please” she choked out the words, grinding herself into his abdomen “Please Daddy, I want to cum” He shifted his waist and leaned down placing her on the ground.

“You wanna cum so bad? Oh I’ll make you cum” he placed open mouthed kisses to her stomach, leaving a wet trail of his saliva down to where she needed him most. He removed the rest of her clothing and used his hands to moved her thighs over his shoulders. Holding on tightly to her thighs he looked up at her face, eyes meeting hers, before he placed a light kiss on her mound. Moving slightly lower to place another kiss on her lips and finally tracing her opening with his tongue. She had long since thrown her head back, taking in all that he was giving her. He gripped his fingers tightly into her skin, a unspoken message. ‘If you look away I stop’ he didn’t have to say it, she knew. Lazy hooded eyes meeting his own. He took the opportunity, while holding eye contact to suck hungrily on her clit. A choked out moan escaped her lips, followed by a sinful whimper. He removed his lips from her and started using the very tip of his tongue to flick her bud slowly. Her hips started moving frantically hoping for any consistent motion. He moved one of his hands that was previously holding her, right over her lower abdomen pressing down to keep her in place. He moved his tongue quickly sensing she was close.

“Please don’t stop, plea-“ a high pitch scream and moan erupted from her lip. He smirked and began to suck on her clit full force. She gasped and writhed beneath him. Hands grilling his hair one second and pushing at it the next, the pleasure too much to handle. He continued the brutal attack on her bud until she came again with another high pitch whine, body convulsing due to the overstimulation this time squirting all over his face. He helped her ride out her orgasm. A shit eating grin covering his face as he rose from between her legs. Leaving new love bites and bite marks, allowing her time to recover. Her body finally stopping it’s twitching by the time he began kissing her lips, her cheeks and any part of her face he could find. Her yellow eyes looking up at him a soft smile and giggle leaving her lips.

“Thank you” she kissed him deeply. He chuckled his hands making their way back to her thighs. His eyes resting on her braid that had been left discard along with the rest of her hair. She knew what he was was thinking. “Miles” she began.

“You don’t need to explain, you don’t want to, or your not ready either way I get it.” He placed open mouthed kisses along her face and down her neck, pushing his clothed erection against her core.

“It’s not that” He was shocked and confused, why else would she want to wait? Unless.

“It’s about Sully” he leaned back, his hand covering his face removing all contact from (Y/N).

“Whatever you think I’m feeling, you’re wrong” she stated trying to stay calm, she hadn’t wanted to ruin the moment.

“Go on, explain”

“I don’t want to mate with you if your goal is still to kill someone I care about” He stopped. She was right, it wasn’t what he thought. He had thought for a moment she had mated with that scientist, or she had feelings for someone else.

“I won’t” he stated simply. She attempted to lean up, but his strong hand pushed her back down “we’re not done here.” His words were hushed, almost like a promise. “I have a plan, it’s stupid and I’ll explain everything later, but I ain’t killing no one” she breathed out a sigh of relief. Hands reaching for him. He leaned down once again and allowed her to hold him. Comfort him. She lifted up her Queue. His eyes widened. “Now?” He was shocked.

“It feels right, doesn’t it? We aren’t going to find another time to be completely alone” he leaned in to kiss her deeply and passionately. Pulling off his shirt he moved his own braid over his shoulder. He held onto the end of his own Queue, the two moved their hands closer together while (Y/N) stared and watched his face, Miles watched as the senstive nerve endings connected. Finally. He sucked in a breath and absorbed the feeling that now radiated through his whole body. He could feel her, see her, and all of the above. She could feel how much he had changed, the conflict she had sensed within him now replaced with certainty. She needed to touch him. Placing another deep kiss on his lips she pushed against him. A groan escaping his lips as he finally looked down at her.

“Are you ready?” He asked a simple nod and whispered yes was all he needed to hear before loosening and removing his pants, trying his best not to break the bond now formed between them. Her chest was heaving and her could feel her desire. Leaning down, his throbbing erection in one hand, he connected their fingers with his other. He slowly rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, a small smirk telling her how he planned to do this for a while. Teasing her, watching her squirm. Pressing his forehead against hers he rubbed his nose against her cheeks. "I need you to tell me how much you want it" he groaned, needing to hear her voice, the bond increasing his desire and the sensations around him.

"Please" She had said the word so many times she was staring to believe that was all she could say in these moments with him. The only thing she could do was beg for more. "Please Sir, I need it. I need to feel you. I want you to claim me" She said the words making direct eye contact, and that was it. Any self control he had left, snapped. He entered her slowly, inch by inch. The Na'vi body had endowed him generously, and he knew he was big. He didn't want to hurt her, yet. He watched her face as he slowly sank into her warm walls. The feeling was downright addictive. He just wanted to stay like this, inside her. Small whimpers left her lips as she adjusted to the feeling. He grunted as he finally bottomed out, causing her head to turn to the side mouth open in a breathless gasp. He used his now free hand to pinch and play with her exposed nipples. He couldn't help the moans that left his own mouth as he began to move his hips. He was trying to start off slow, he wanted to make love to her first. A string of whimpers and whines left (Y/N) as he found a consistent rhythm. She forced her eyes open and the look she saw on his face made her walls flutter and clench around him. His head dipped into the space between her shoulder and neck.

"The things you do to me, baby girl. You can't push me I am trying to be gentle." She couldn't speak, his movements stealing the breath from her lungs. Clenching voluntarily this time she did her best to smirk up at him, the message clear. 'Don't be' He looked at her intently. He was long past the point of control, if she wanted it rough, then who was he to refuse his women? He pressed her cheeks open with his fingers. "Is that what you want? Hmm" He snapped his hips harder, an incoherent mumble of words lept from her mouth. "Come on Princess, use your words" He moved his right hand from hers and angled her hips upwards hitting a new angle.

"Yes" she choked on the word. He smirked, that damn smirk she thought, it would be the death of her, she knew if he kept looking at her like that she would let him doing anything to her. He pulled out of her and spun her, placing her on all fours, pushing himself back into her waiting cunt and running a rout along her spine, his eyes traveled to their joined Queue's, checking they were still connected. He began roughly ramming himself into her, while his hand found it's home in her loose hair, pulling it lightly at the roots. He snapped his hips firmly into her behind, his iron grip holding onto her hips, using this leverage to pull her back. "Fuck, you're making me feel so good" she whined the words, almost breathless.

"Hmm, tell me more sweetheart" He moved his hips faster.

"FuCk" (Y/N) Whined "No one has filled me this good" pride bubbled in his chest, his ego the size of the universe at this point. He fastened his pace as her walls began to flutter.

"Best cock you've ever had huh?" He smirked again she looked at him over her shoulder, or as much as the grip he had on her hair allowed. Her eyes lazy and lust filled. "Aw look at you baby, you love it huh? getting fucked on my cock." she nodded franticly. "Words”

"Yes sir"

"God, you’re so good for me. Fuckin' squeezing my cock so good." his words sent her over the edge, arms falling out underneath her, crying out in ecstasy. He kept pumping himself into her, only slowing down when a strangled moan fell from her sore throat and a desperate.

"Too much-"

"Shh" He soothed her, rubbing the hand previously gripping her hair, stroking her back, tracing lines down her spine. "You're doing such a good job, you okay to keep going" She nodded, only realising the mistake when he leaned down and pulled her back flush against his chest. "What did i say about using you're words hmm?" She leaned against him enjoying the new position.

"I'm sorry sir" She took a deep breath as his hands made their way to her throat.

"Hmm" he nuzzled his nose against her neck breathing in her scent. She smelled incredible, he wasn't sure if it was the bond or how their scents were beginning to mingle, but either way it was driving him crazy. "Can you keep goin' a lil longer baby?"

"Yes sir" humming once again he started thrusting his hips in a fast and rough pace, pressing his fingers against the pressure points on her neck. The hand on her waist moving forwards to her sensitive clit, rubbing firm circles, causing her to squeeze around him. He was getting close himself, he couldn't hold out much longer. The tight squeeze of her walls pushing him closer and closer to his own orgasm. "Please, more" She tried to look up at him, begging him to fuck her harder. In response he placed a heavy kiss on her lips, moaning into each others mouths as his thrusts increased in speed and strength. Each thrust causing him to grunt, and whimpers to leave (Y/N). Both their chests heaving from the lack of air and desire they had for one another.

"Who's your daddy hm?" he grunted again, his hips starting to faulter as he grew closer to his release.

"You are" (Y/N) panted struggling to do anything other than grab onto the back of his neck with one arm. "FUCK, close. So close" Quaritch moved his fingers faster against her clit, trying to keep his movments even.

"Come on then baby, cum on daddys cock for me?" She began to tense and push back against him for support, leaning her head against his shoulder leaving her neck open for him to attack it with more love bites. "Hmm, such a good girl, cum for me" she fell once again into her third orgasm of the night. The tight squeeze of her walls was the final straw and Miles was thrown over the edge himself, rutting into her with lazy sloppy thrusts. He did his best to lay them gently down on the floor instead of almost falling like his body wanted him to do. He removed their Queue's from each other almost feeling empty at the loss of contact. He felt different. He pulled himself out of her, groaning when he saw his cum leaking out of her, spilling onto her thighs. (Y/N)'s eyes were closed, a blissed look on her face. He stroked his fingers over her face kissing her cheeks. "You still with me sweetheart?" she hummed

"That was amazing" she mumbled as he pulled her into his chest, legs tangling together. Miles pushed the stray strands of her out of her face and kissed her lips lightly.

"I love you" He whispered almost as if it was a secret

"I love you too-" She paused, biting her bottom lip 'shit' he thought 'she regrets this' "You realize we're basicly married now?" She wouldn't look at him.

"I know, and i do feel the difference, you were right”

"About what?" she quizzed him

"Everything else is background noise. The only thing important to me right now is you, and spider" She hummed and nuzzled into him smiling wide, and thats how they fell asleep, both knowing they had to return in the morning. Neither of them were thinking about that though they were enjoying the bliss of being wrapped in each others arms and finally being one, connected to each other for the rest of their lives.

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Dream Girl: Chapter 4 - The Way Of the People

Series Masterlist

Chapter 3, Chapter 5

Pairing: Neytiri x female reader

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The Na'vis pushing you begin to slow their pace when you all reached to their village.

The Hometree

It seemed just like as Grace told you. It seemed like 250 meters tall, with a trunk four times the diameter of the largest Sequoia, and a base of massive mangrove-pillars.

"Wow," you breathed out softly.

Walking past the natives, there were all kinds of yips and shouts as they move out of the way, making a clear path for their warriors. The stares were harsh as they spot you, the demons as they shouted in their language, and the Na'vies hiss at the sight of you.

You turned your gaze from them to the Hometree as you were led in. By the light of the cook-fires you can see up into a vast cylindrical gallery a living cathedral.

Clear membranes sturmbeest bladders filled with fluttering bio-luminescent insects, acting as area lighting. The central space was dominated by the skull of some enormous creature, mounted with much embellishment on a totem. Standing in front of this, awaiting their approach, was someone you suspected was the Clan Leader.

The girl you met turned to the Na'vies that were holding you, and hissed at them, "Pot lonu, pot lonu!" Release her, release her!

They did as told, and let go of your arms and hair. She then wrapped her hand around your arm and led you to the Clan Leader. She spoke to him, "Ma sempul, oel ngati kameie." Father, I see you.

You looked between them in surprise, Father? The leader is her father?!

Her father walked around her, studying you before turning to his daughter, "Fìswiräti, ngal pelun molunge fìtseng?" he asked. This creature, why did you bring her here?

"Oel pot tspìmìyang, tsakrr za'u aungia ta Eywa," she said and you frowned. "I was going to kill her, but there was a sign from Eywa."

Her father didn't seem to care for her words, "Poltxe oe, san zene kea uniltìranyu, ke ziva'u fìtseng. Ketepeu fahew akewong." I have said no dreamwalker will come here. Her alien smell fills my nose.

You looked away from him in annoyance while there were some laughs on his last words. "So, I take it I am not welcomed here," you said in a sarcastic tone.

"My father is deciding whether to kill you," the daughter said, looking over at you slightly.

You nodded a little, "Great," you muttered.

You heard a strong voice calling out and you all looked to the side to see a woman Na'vi walking down from the second level. "That is Mother," the daughter explained to you, "She is Tsahik. The one who interprets the will of Eywa."

"Eywa?" you asked softly and her mother circled around you, examining the end of your queue and your tail.

"What are you called?" she asked you in English.

"Y/N Sully," you answered before the Tsahik poked you with a sharp object that had previously been attached to her necklace, before tasting the blood on it.

"Why did you come to us?" she asked.

"I came to learn," you answered.

The Tsahik put her sharp object back to her necklace, "We have tried to teach other Sky People. It is hard to fill a cup which is already full."

"Well, my cup is only half full," you said, "I'm not a scientist."

"No, you're not," the Tsahik agreed, "Y/n Sully. I've heard about you, from Dr. Augustine. A kind heart yet blood of strong warrior."

You frowned of that statement. It seemed that only her daughter, the father and Tsu'tey knew what she was saying in English. Tsu'tey was the only one who seemed annoyed and stepped forward, "Tsamsiyu pak? Pot tsun oe tspivang nìftue." A warrior? I could kill her easily!

The Clan Leader stopped him, "Kehe!" No! He looked at you. "Fìpo lu 'awvea, uniltìranyu-tsamsiyu, a tsole'a ayoengìl. Pori awngaru lu tìkin, a nume nì'ul." This is the first warrior dreamwalker we have seen. We need to learn more about her.

The Tsahik looked at her daughter, "Ma 'ite, awngeyä fya'ori zene nga sänume sivi poru..." My daughter, you will teach her our way. Her daughter looked annoyed as she continued, "...fte tsivun pivlltxe sì tivìran na ayoeng." To speak and walk as we do.

I guess I could use more practice, you thought. "Oeru pelun? Ke lu muiä," she said. Why me? That's not fair.

Her mother held her hand to silent her, "Fkol pole'un fì'ut." It is decided.

She looked away in annoyance, hissing, "Wiya!" Dammit!

The Tsahik looked at you and stepped back closer, "It is decided. My daughter will teach you our ways. Learn well, y/n sully. Then we will see if your insanity can be cured."

You nodded a little, and she walked away with the leader. Her daughter stepped toward you and grabbed your arm, leading you away. "So it’s all good, right?" you asked.

"Do not speak," she said.

Around you, the Na’vies slowly returned to whatever they had been doing before your arrival. There was still a tenseness in the air, though, and you felt dozens of pairs of eyes on your back. You felt like a bug under a microscope, your every move was observed closely.

You let out a soft sigh, "So, can you tell me now your name, or...?"

She led you up the staircase, further into Hometree before turning to you. "Neytiri," she finally answered. Then she turned and continued on before you could say anything.

On the third floor, Neytiri stormed over to a cubby carved into the wall, rifling through what looked like stacks of cloth. She walked back to me with a cloth and a few jewelry. The cloth didn’t look nearly concealing enough to make you comfortable, but you didn’t protest when she shoved it at you.

"Change into these," Neytiri ordered, gesturing to the items she had just handed you. "Soon we will gather for dinner. Until then, I will show you around."

She stood there, arms crossed, expectantly, and it became obvious almost immediately that she expected you to change in front of her.

"Um, is there anywhere I could get some privacy?" you asked.

"Privacy for what?" Neytiri asked, looking now a little confused.

"To change," I replied, holding up the clothes.

"Why must you hide your body?" she asked, "Is there something wrong with it?"

You frowned, blinking, "No..." You glanced down at yourself.

You were pretty sure you looked the same as the other Na’vies and her under your clothes, but you really couldn’t be sure.

You examined the articles of cloth in your hands. There was a loincloth with two pieces of fabric draped over the front and back. You looked back at Neytiri and now realized that the jewelry she gave you was to cover your top.

"So... this is what we, the women, supposed to wear to cover the upper body?" you asked, holding up the odd looking jewelry.

"Yes," she answered simply, and nodded lightly.

You nodded lightly and looked from it to the cloth you were given. You then looked at her, "Can I keep my clothes on?"

"No," she answered simply. "You are to learn our way, you must be dressed like us."

Can I take it back? you wanted to asked but held your tongue.

You really didn’t want to change in front of Neytiri--a stranger. But you reminded yourself that this really wasn’t your body--it had been artificially created.

Plenty of people had seen this body naked: the scientists who created it, the technicians who kept it alive on Earth and on the spaceship, the other trainees in the laboratory where all the Avatars slept in tanks of fluid, unclothed and quiet.

Oh well...

After changing, Neytiri bandaged your arm which you didn't realized had a deep cut on until she pointed it out as you changed. She then led you to the rest of the people.

The entire clan was squatting at dinner in a huge circle. They stopped talking and turned to gaze at you as you walked closer with Neytiri.

Neytiri crossed the circle to the cook pit and returned with several large leaves heaped with food. She kneeled next to you, placing the food in front of you and placed some for herself.

After dinner, on the sleeping areas, families nesting in groups on woven hammocks the size of trampolines. The hunters slept along spokes joining the inner trunk to the tree's outer shell.

Neytiri led you to a hammock near hers, and you were laying awake, listening to people rustling in the darkness around you. By the side of your hammock, Neytiri curled up.

She stared at you for a moment, seemed conflicted for a moment. "Rest now," she said softly so only you could hear. You looked at her and she continued, "Your training with me will start early."

You let out a soft sigh and turned back forward. Neytiri closed her eyes to sleep and you watched the glowing bugs fluttering inside a night light, a pulse of life energy. A strange peace spreaded through you.

You let out a breath quietly and closed your eyes.

You felt a slap on your cheek, and blinked your eyes open. Your vision was blurry for a few seconds until you finally saw Grace, Norm and Max in front of you.

"Come on back, kiddo," Grace said and let out a breath when she saw you responding. "That's it."

You blinked in confusion, realizing you were now back in your human body, laying in your link pod. You frowned and Norm helped you to sit up. Jake was near the link pod, rolling his chair closer when he saw you sitting up.

"Hey," he said, his expression was shown relief by seen you were now back and you were okay. "You're okay."

"I'm okay," you said, nodding, taking a held of his hand.

"Damn, you were dug in like a tick," Grace said, making you look at her and she used her flashlight to check your eyes, "You sure you feeling fine?"

"Yeah," you answered, and she moved the item away.

"Is the avatar safe?" she asked next.

You nodded, "Yeah." You scoffed, smiling with disbelief, "Grace, you are not gonna believe where I am."

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Assassination! Emperor and heirs assassinated, and the Elder Council named as regents. Read this article at our blog.

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#rip bozo #rest in piss you wont be missed #tamriel ae queue

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even in death, the papers love to remind the public that old uriel took an L when jagar tharn pretended to be him for a decade 💀

mans being slandered in death

#not climbing #vlinorposting #rip uriel though

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Some affirmations:

Today, I embrace the infinite flow of time guided by the wisdom of Akatosh.

I trust in the divine plan of Akatosh, knowing that every challenge I face is an opportunity for growth and transformation.

I surrender to the divine timing of Akatosh, trusting that everything unfolds according to His will.

I am a reflection of Akatosh's divine essence, radiating love, compassion, and wisdom to all those around me.

Each day is a gift bestowed upon me by Akatosh, and I vow to make the most of every moment, living with purpose and intention.

Above all else, be good to one another. 💙😊

#sundas affirmations #akatosh affirmations #the divines #nine divines #daily affirmations

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Tell me why some random person just so happened to show up at an ungodly hour in the night, just to have the Amulet of Kings? I told them to find the Emperor's bastard heir in Kvatch, or whatever. Will be keeping the Amulet in my sock drawer.

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Interesting

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omg i cant sleep wtf is that noise

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THE DAEDRA????

#kvetchings #kvatch under attack

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didn't expect to enter the gates of oblivion, save a city, and retake a castle just to find this Martin fellow

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by the NINE he's hot

#i'm ashamed but also kinda not #also got the title of hero of kvatch

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Don't tell anyone, but the Amulet was stolen.

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#so you're telling me #that you lost the amulet #that you promised to protect #maybe stop LIVEPOSTING EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS TO YOU AND YOUR LIFE #AND WE WOULD NOT BE IN THIS SITUATION

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#dank memes #offensive memes #memes #funny memes #anti bravil

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Going on a book hunting quest with @daedraphobic down in the sewers was not on the agenda today. Another day alive though, bless the Nine 🙏

#personal stuff #daedraphobic

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Had a #great speech in front of my devoted Dagon worshippers today. A new arrival joined mid-speech. Glad to see that more are seeing the #truth.

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Someone saved that argonian, slaughtered everyone, and stole the Mysterium Xarxes :/

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It has been brought to my attention that the new arrival mentioned earlier infiltrated my group and stole my fucking book.

#at least i still have the amulet #take that you bitch #tamriel ae queue

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some bosmer cunt stole my paintbrush, entered into the canvas, painted trolls to protect himself and the trolls killed him. someone please help me.

#the great forest #help

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no fucking way rythe is stuck in a canvas

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Talk to me by the Great Oak, I have need of you.

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i don't live in chorrol

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What? I saw you, in the evening hours of yesterday. I ask of you to retrieve a book for me.

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I don't live in chorrol

#i have had about enough of people gaslighting me #i have never stepped foot in chorrol leave me alone #going to start blocking weirdos

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apparently he was a sanguine worshipper?????????????

#okay so like i was told to get a daedra artifact weird ik #i found the sanguine shrine and crashed a noble party to obtain it #gave it to him and he reminisced about it #???? #y'all think he would be a freak in the sheets or nah

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Due to recent events, I cannot keep up with posting daily affirmations. I cannot speak more about where I am or what I am doing, but I am doing alright as of now. 😊

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Hmm?

#nonaffirming #offtopic

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#oblivion #tes oblivion #elder scrolls #the elder scrolls #tesblr #dashboard simulator #fake dashboard #unreality #long post

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I miss Frunpkin!Vision.

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Leather and Lace, Chapter 1

Taglist: @aysheashea @sidthedollface2 @fuckmeupeds @xcatnapsx @benztripp @eddiemunson95 A/N: Welcome to a new story! I'm very excited for this one, a lil nervous, too (reviews are welcome and appreciated!) As always, if you'd like to be added to the tag list, please let me know by shooting me a message! This will be a very sexy, fun, angsty story that will be updated once a week. I hope you enjoy!

It was a cold February night. The kind of cold that made Eddie shiver despite the multiple layers of clothing he had on. Smoke billowed out from his mouth as he stomped his cigarette out on the sidewalk and glanced over at Gareth.

Today, Eddie turned 20. Old enough to get into a strip club, but still not old enough to drink their beer. Which was fine. He had done a little pregame before Gareth picked him up. As he looked up at the flashing neon sign that read "Girls, Live, Now", he felt a bit of uneasiness in the pit of his stomach.

Eddie had never been to a strip club before. He never found a reason to go. Hawkins didn't have one and the closest one, Lusty Ladies - which is where they were, was two towns over. He didn't know what to expect other than naked women and drunk men. He followed Gareth up to the queue and sighed when he saw the rest of the men standing in front of them.

Old, hairy, probably perverts. That's exactly what Eddie felt like.

“Gareth-“

“Eddie, shut up. It’s your birthday and we’re both of age now, so I can get in here too.” Gareth glared at his friend over his shoulder, “How much pot have you lent me over the years, man?”

“Too much,” Eddie snorted.

“Exactly. So let me treat you out for the evening, yeah?” Gareth stopped walking and clapped a hand over Eddie’s shoulder, “This is my birthday gift.”

They queued up in line and Eddie leaned back against the building, crossing his arms over his chest. He wasn’t never big on strippers – he could admire a pretty girl any day, but strip joints weren’t usually his thing. Gareth, on the other hand, used his birthday as an excuse to finally be able to HAVE an excuse to get into the only one within a twenty-mile radius. Eddie was staring out at the parking lot when he noticed a familiar car – a small beat-up Pinto of a car. It wasn’t the car itself that stood out. It was much more the Hawkin’s High Chemistry textbook sitting in the passenger seat that peaked his interest.

“Do you know that car, Gareth?” Eddie nodded towards the car that was situated a few feet from where they were standing.

“Eddie, we’re about to see titties – real live titties and you’re worried about if I recognize a car?” Gareth snorted, “Jeez…and here I thought I was the only virgin of the two of us.”

Eddie shot him a glare that would’ve killed him if looks could kill. Truth be told, Gareth WAS the only virgin between the two of them. Eddie had lucked up with an older woman from the trailer park and a couple of girls who wanted to buy weed but didn’t have the funds. A true tradesman if you will. Gareth couldn’t catch a break let alone a girl.

“There’s a Hawkin’s textbook on the front seat,” Eddie nodded.

“Okay? And? I’m sure it’s just some dancers kid’s book.” Gareth shrugged, “Not a big deal.”

And Gareth was right. It wasn’t a big deal but it certainly peaked his interest. Was he getting ready to get a lap dance by someone’s mom that he knew? What the fuck was even Indianna at this point?

Once they were in through the doors, Eddie immediately felt uncomfortable. It wasn’t the loud music or the darkened room or even the scantily clad women. It was the fact that they were easily the youngest two people in here. Men that looked like perverts flocked to the stage or to the booths. The music thumped loud enough that he could feel the vibrations through the soles of his shoes as they walked further in. He turned to tell Gareth something but when he turned around, he realized he was standing alone in the middle of the crowd. Gareth was nowhere to be found.

Being a twenty-year old man in the middle of a room with gorgeous women never felt so awkward.

“This your friend?” He heard come from behind him and he turned around to see Gareth strolling up with two girls. They were both tall, thanks to their six-inch heels, and he glanced at Gareth when the dark haired one stepped closer and gripped his hand.

“That’s him. It’s his birthday.” Gareth said with a sly grin.

“Birthday boy, hm?” The dancer smacked her gum as she walked closer.

She was hearing a pink half-bunny mask which had been bedazzled and sparkled in the lights that bounced off of the lights from the stage. Her fingers curled around his large wrist and she smiled at him, dark red lips parting to reveal a beautiful smile. She tugged him back towards the back of the building, her hips seeming to sway to the beat as she walked. She pushed the beaded curtain aside and pulled him into her lounge before she shut the door and smiled at him.

“This your first time at a strip club?” She smirked.

“What gave me away?” Eddie laughed.

“The fact that you’re still standing and not spread out on the couch.” She laughed softly, “You’re cute, Eddie. My name is Iz.”

“How do you know my name?”

“Your friend told me,”she said, trying to shrug it off nonchalantly, her heels clanking as she walked over to him. The room suddenly felt too quiet and way too small as he got a good look at her in the brighter room.

The corset she was wearing cinched her waist in tight, pushed her chest up high, and the panties left little to the imagination. He could see two big green eyes behind the mask lined with a thick coat of black eyeliner. From what he could make out, she was beautiful.

“Sit,” she said, pushing him backwards. The chains on his pants rattled as he flopped down onto the oversized chair, “Loosen up, birthday boy.”

“So are there rules?” Eddie asked, watching as she pressed play on a stereo system in the corner of the room.

“Your friend paid well,” Iz said as she smacked her gum yet again, “Paid for our deluxe package, but I don’t do any happy endings. If you get off, that’s on you, and on you to clean my chair up, too. You don’t get to undress me…you’re really not supposed to touch me, but…I let the cute ones touch me sometimes. It’s our little secret…just don’t touch in between my legs.”

“So your crotch?”

"Mmm, that’s such a sexy word,” she snorted as she looked over at Eddie, “But yes, exactly…and my mask stays on.”

“Got it,” Eddie nodded, “No crotch and the mask doesn’t come off.”

“Good boy,” she grinned at him, white teeth shining behind her dark lipstick.

The music started playing and Eddie sunk down further in the chair, watching as she walked closer to him. Bon Jovi filled the room and he groaned in distaste.

“Sorry, we don’t have any Dio on deck,” she said as she nodded to his vest that was thrown to the side of him on the chair, “We don’t have any of the good shit.”

“The good shit, hm?” Eddie smirked, holding a hand out to help her step up onto the small stage.

“Yeah, the good shit.” Iz smiled, “No Ozzy, no Sabbath, no Metallica…just hair bands.”

“Hair bands aren’t bad,” he said, watching as she climbed up the pole on the stage and flipped upside down, “Just repetitive.”

“Eddie?” She asked softly.

“Yes?”

“Do you always talk this much about music when someone’s trying to dance for you?” She laughed, reaching a hand out to playfully stroke his cheek.

“Well," he huffed out a laugh, "It's safe to say you’re the first person to ever dance for me, so I’m not up to date on stripper etiquette.” Eddie shrugged.

She slid down the pole and smiled softly as she made her way over to his seat, knocking his legs open wider. She turned her back to him, sitting down on his lap as he watched, hands stuck to his sides, which she found adorable. A soft laugh escaped her mouth as she reached down and gripped his hands, sliding them up and over her lap, the thick chunky rings leaving a run in her stockings as she moved his hands up over her legs.

When she leaned back against him, the scent of her perfume filled his nose. She smelt like strawberries and vanilla and something else he wasn’t able to put his finger on. It was intoxicating and he felt himself growing hard as she ground herself down against him, no matter how hard he tried to stop it. She turned around to face him as she reached behind her and untied her top, letting it fall down her body and into his lap. His eyes were glued to her tits, staring at her in disbelief.

Her hands slid down over her body and his eyes caught a tattoo on the side of her wrist. A tiny heart and a tiny star. His hand reached out and his thumb ghosted over it, catching her off guard and she stopped grinding herself against him to turn and look at him.

“You’ve got a tattoo?” He nodded, “It’s cute.”

“Yeah,” She laughed softly, “I do. It’s my only one so far…you’re hard to dance for.”

“Why?” He laughed, shaking his head slightly.

“Because you keep distracting me!” She laughed.

“My bad,” he gave her a small smile, “I’ll stop. Continue. Please dance for me.”

Thirty minutes later, she had finished her dance and was in the process of getting dressed when there was a knock on the door and a guard stuck his head in through the door, alerting them that time was up.

“Um..am I supposed to pay you or something?” Eddie chewed on his bottom lip.

“No,” she gave him a small smile, “Gareth paid and tipped nicely.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” She gave him a small smile.

“What’s your name?”

She thought for a second on if she should be truthful or not. She knew him. She had seen him around town plenty of times and at school when she showed up. She could ruin her fun, let him in – it wasn’t like Eddie Munson had hundreds of friends to go blab that she was dancing two cities over. No one talked to him unless it was to buy drugs anyway.

“You can call me Iz,” she gave him a small smile.

“Is that your real name?”

“It’s real enough for you,” she patted his cheek before she walked over to the door and glanced back only once, “See ya around, Eddie. Happy birthday!”

On the drive home, Eddie was silent which was unusual. Gareth cleared his throat and looked over at him sitting in the passenger side of the car. He had his head resting on his hand that was propped up on the car door.

“You alright, man?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah.” Eddie nodded, “Hey, did you tell that dancer my name?”

“I didn’t tell her your name, man.” Gareth shrugged, “Just told her to call you the birthday boy.”

“Then how did she know my name?” Eddie sat up straight in the seat and glanced over at him in shock.

“I don’t know, man. She could’ve just overheard me say it.” Gareth shrugged, “Did you at least have fun?”

“Yeah, I had fun.” Eddie nodded, “Thanks for the present.”

“Good…because it doesn’t look like you had fun.” Gareth laughed, “Jesus…you just had a gorgeous girl all over you and you look like someone just killed your dog.

“She just seemed familiar, ya know?” Eddie shrugged, “Like I knew her from somewhere.”

When Gareth dropped him off that night, Eddie went in long enough to grab a beer and change into a bit more comfortable clothes before he walked out to the larger porch attached to his trailer and lit his cigarette, taking a long comforting drag. He never done anything for his birthday. His uncle tried to throw parties when he was younger, but it just left him feeling disappointed when no one would show up. Now, he settled for a birthday dinner with his uncle and maybe one of his friends would come over to hang out.

Eddie Munson wasn’t popular – that was for sure. But the fact that “Iz” knew who he was meant something…it meant a lot, actually. It made him feel seen when he often felt so very invisible.

The next morning, he was sitting in the cafeteria as the other kids ate their breakfast as fast as possible. He was going over the newest plans for the newest campaign. He had been working on this one for ages and he was excited to finally be able to start The Cult of Vecna. He was being his usual theatrical self when he slipped backwards and bumped into a group of girls by accident. He laughed it off, apologizing profusely and stepping back to usher them forward when he realized he hadn’t hurt anyone…until he the scent of a familiar perfume filled his senses and he stopped dead in his tracks. There was four different girls in the group…but he would know that perfume from anywhere.

He knew one of those girls was his “Iz.”

“Eddie, are you even listening to me?” Gareth clapped loudly in front of him, snapping out of his gaze, “Jesus, who are you staring at like that?”

“No one,” Eddie shoved it off, “What did you say?”

“You sure you’re alright? That stripper didn’t fuck you up too bad last night, huh?” Gareth laughed.

“Stripper?” Dustin piped up, “You guys saw strippers?”

“Shut up,” Eddie glared at Dustin, “Jesus man, could you be any louder?”

*-*-*-*-*

The alarm sliced through the quiet trailer, causing her to groan as she reached an arm out and slapped it silent. She hated everything about school – getting up early, having to go and be even more invisible in the crowd, and then she’d work the rest of the day.

She would raise her hand when they called her name, Luna Fern Adams – which by far had to be the worst name in the entire school. Her parents were certified hippies and she could vividly remember walking into school each morning with the stench of weed clinging to her like it was a second skin. Often times, she was made to change clothes from something out of the lost and found bin in the office. School life had been hell for her before she really even stood a chance. She drifted into the background, blending in with the rowdy crowd as much as she could.

First period was her favorite for more than one reason. She got to sit behind the only guy that had ever truly been nice to her since she came to high school, but that was three years ago, and he was still there, taking his senior year for the third time which put them in all the same classes.

Ms. O’Donnell’s class was the hardest. Chemistry wasn’t her strong suit, and apparently it wasn’t Eddie’s either. He didn’t talk much, but neither did she, and it was a shared comfortable quietness when the teacher would force everyone into pairs.

After the bell had rang and the students were all accounted for, Eddie turned to face her for a moment and then just blurted the question out quietly.

“Can I borrow a pencil?” He asked slyly, “If I ask the fucking quack that’s teaching this class, we both know she’s going to chew my ass out.”

“Here,” Luna laughed softly as she slid one out of the pouch.

“Lifesaver,” he said, clutching the pencil to his chest as if he had just been handed the mightiest sword in all of the land, “I shall defend you in battle.”

“Mmm, if by battle you mean helping me pass the final, then I accept.” She snorted.

“Yeah, don’t count on me doll, you’d be fucked.” He said, squinting his nose up at her before he turned back around in his seat.

She admired the patches on the back of his vest. Bands she knew of because of that vest, having spent nearly every day memorizing them. To say she had a small crush wouldn’t be too far out of the picture. There were times she wanted to flirt – ask him out on a date or even just to come over and study after school. And she would if she wasn’t ashamed of her home life.

“All right, everybody. Let’s split up into pairs and head down to the lab.” Ms. O’Donnel announced, causing everyone to groan.

Luna clutched her books to her chest as she followed everyone else down the hallway, keeping towards the back of the crowd as they walked. Eddie was even further behind, bringing up the rear of everyone.

He stared at her the entire way, wondering if he should just ask. It had been bugging him for the past two days now, rattling around in his brain, but he couldn’t get the words right to say it out loud. Luna would think he was a freak for asking. He cleared his throat and took three long strides to be in sync with her steps before he could stop himself.

“You’re friends with that new girl, right? Elizabeth?” Eddie asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

She looked up at him, a bit in shock, but nodded anyway, “Yeah. Elizabeth’s cool.”

“Uh…is she single?” Eddie shrugged, “Seeing anybody?”

His words stung. Luna clutched her books a bit tighter and nodded, trying to keep the crestfallen look off of her face as she spoke, “Yeah, I think she’s single. We’re not best friends, but I haven’t heard her say anything about seeing anyone.”

“Cool,” Eddie nodded, “I’ve been trying to find the time and place to talk to her, but we never seem to cross paths. I was wondering if you’d give her my number?”

“Sure,” she mumbled.

“Look at you being my lifesaver twice,” Eddie snorted, “Thank you.”

Lunchtime couldn’t come fast enough. Eddie’s number scribbled on a torn piece of paper was burning a hole in her pocket and adding a thick layer of jealousy towards a newer friend. She walked into the cafeteria and straight to the table, slipping the folded paper in front of her.

“What’s this?” She asked.

“Eddie’s number,” Luna shrugged.

“Who?”

“Eddie Munson,” Luna said, scanning the cafeteria for the rowdy metalhead, “There. With the jean vest on.”

“Why would I want his number?” Elizabeth laughed, “I’ve never even really talked to him.”

“He’s a nice guy,” Luna frowned, “You should give him a call.”

“Yeah, I’ll jump right on that right after work.” Elizabeth snorted.

“Don’t you get off at like 4 AM? He’d prob- oh…you were being sarcastic.” Luna snorted.

“Exactly,” Elizabeth said as she patted her head and went back to her tray of food.

Luna wished she could be more like Elizabeth. Easy going, carefree, and beautiful. She was beautiful and all the guys in school were realizing that. Soon the new girl would forget the small group of girls that took her in in the first place and she’d be in with the popular crowd.

The school bell rang, signaling the end of the day and Luna released a pent up sigh. She sulked down the stairs and was rounding the corner to go out to her car when she was stopped by non other than Eddie himself.

“Did you give her my number?” Eddie asked, his eyes wide and curious.

“Yeah but she’s pretty busy today, so I wouldn’t sit by the phone waiting.” Luna shrugged, not wanting to let him down.

“Oh, I won’t. I’ve got plans anyway. Hey, we have a spot available at Hellfire tonight. Do you want to play?” Eddie shrugged.

“I can’t tonight,” She bit back a frown, “Working a double shift.”

“Bummer.” Eddie sucked his teeth and sighed, “Thanks for being my wingman – er, woman…thank you, is what I’m trying to say.”

“No problem,” she offered a small smile and then was back on her way out to the parking lot. *-*-*-*-*

11PM came quicker than Iz thought. She slid her mask down over her face, tightened her corset a bit tighter, and adjusted the garter on her thigh. She bent forward and applied the lipstick that matched her pink bedazzled mask, her prized possession and the only slice of protection she had to keep her identity safe.

She soothed the ripples in her leather boots as she stood up straight, checked herself over once, before turning and walking out on the stage. She was the opening act tonight, her thirty minute set would be followed with a prebooked private session, and then she’d work the side stages for the rest of the night. Luckily, opening acts garnered the most tips on Friday’s.

Ratt’s Round and Round started playing as she took the stage and immediately, she spotted him. He was leaning back against the bar with his eyes glued to her. Her playboy from the previous night. Eddie.

A smile crept onto her face when she finished the dance and the workers raked her earnings in. They’d put it back in her locker for her. She still had cash to make and about twenty minutes to spare before the quiet room.

“Come back so soon?” She asked, leaning on her arms beside of him on the bar, “Did ya miss me?”

“I’m just curious,” he shrugged, “How do you know who I am?”

“Hmmm,” she shrugged, “We run in similar circles, I guess.”

“I know everyone in my circle and I don’t recognize you,” Eddie smirked as his eyes roved over her body, “I believe I’d recognize you.”

“Similar circles,” she repeated, popping a cherry into her mouth from the drink the bartender placed in front her.

“How old are you?”

“Nineteen,” she nodded.

“You walked by me the other day,” Eddie nodded, “Well, I bumped into you when you were walking past me.”

“Did I?” She smiled behind her mask, “How do you know?”

“Your perfume,” he nodded, “I’ve never smelt it before and then I got a hit of it when I bumped into that group of girls.”

“Did you apologize for bumping into them? That’s not very gentlemen like if you didn’t, Edward.” She glanced over at him, “Do you want a dance tonight?”

“No,” Eddie shook his head, “I just came to see if my mind was playing tricks on me or not.”

“What was your conclusion?”

“I don’t think it is,” Eddie shook his head, “I think it’s you trying to play games instead.”

“Games?” She laughed softly, “Eddie, I’m not playing a game. I’m just protecting my identity.”

“As if I have a lot of people to blab to,” Eddie nodded, “You’re so right about that.”

“You’re so cute when you’re being passive aggressive.” Iz smiled and stood up, “If I can’t dance for you, what is it you need from me tonight?”

“Nothing,” Eddie shrugged, “Just thought we could be friends is all.”

“You’re in a strip club looking for a friend?” Iz snorted, “You’re not that hard up for friends, Eddie. You have people clambering all over you all day, especially in the cafeteria and after school-“

“After school is different.”

“How?”

“Because that’s when I sell. You should know that if you know me so closely.” Eddie shrugged.

She leaned in close to his ear and smiled, “I’ve been one of your customers, Eddie…have a good night, handsome. Come find me if you want a dance later.”

She left him there at the bar, even more confused then when he came in, completely speechless...just like the night before.

#Leather and Lace #Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson x OC #Eddie Munson fanfic #Stranger Things #Eddie Munson AU #Stranger Things AU #original fic #thefreakymunson

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eossa · 10 months

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How I'd Make Tumblr More Profitable

Yes, this is going to be controversial, since I know nothing about the behind-the-scenes spending, economics, and all that jazz. But I've been on Tumblr for long enough to have a rough idea of the userbase wants - which is what positions Tumblr in a niche other sites don't really utilize. Most of the points I list here are about improving the experience of existing users, as keeping users might be harder for tumblr than attracting new ones.

Please note that this posts reflects my personal opinions and some stuff I've seen people complain about it. Do not attack me over anything I've written here, it's not worth my time and I will resort to blocking if I'm being bothered. Constructive criticism is fine and encouraged!

[under the cut because this got quite long] [last updated 20th July 2023]

Features to Add

Block posts. Xkit has/had this feature, it was great. Sometimes I just don't want to see a specific post, and others probably agree with that.

Send asks and replies from sideblogs. Would literally make a lot of things easier and better.

Delete individual reblog additions from a post. Sometimes, you have a post where there is one"relevant" addition, multiple "irrelevant" additions ("yes!", "[repeated phrase in bold]", "this is a must reblog"), before there is a "relevant" addition again. But right now, you can only remove all reblog additions, not just individual ones. I feel like this would be a neat feature.

Direct blocking of anon hate which also tracks the IP and blocks the associated account(s). No rights for cowards, that's all I'll say.

Features to Bring Back

Reblog chains. Prev tags are the backbone of lots of interactions on here. If I click on someone's username in a reblog chain, I want to see that post on their blog, not their blog starting from the newest post. The loss of this feature is one of the things people constantly complain about in the replies of @changes.

Several text formatting options. As a theme maker, it would be nice to have proper preformatted text again - it makes code so much more legible. Other formatting options I miss are marked/highlighted text and text lines, which are really helpful to visually break apart passages of text.

Features to Ditch

Tumblr Live. There I've said it. If I want to see stuff like that, I have TikTok, IG Reels, Pinterest Reels, and YouTube Shorts. Twitter also has something like this. It's oversaturated, and aparently there are still enough cyber security concerns that it's not even accessible outside of the US and Canada.

Ads in lightboxes. Especially on mobile, there are already more than enough ads on the feed, no need to add more nested inside other elements.

Features that Make Money

Pay for NSFW. If this site allowed full nudity etc. again but hid it behind a paywall, we'd kill two birds with one stone: The site would probably still be allowed on the App Store, and the money influx would be huge. The userbase would also increase again.

(If Tumblr Live is kept.) Pay to snooze Tumblr Live permanently. It's the most complained about thing in changes' replies, so I feel like people would pay on a subscription base just to not see TL anymore.

Pay to increase limits. 250 posts per day is the maximum that can be posted - and there are people hitting those limits. If there was an option to buy a higher limit (500p/d, 750p/d, etc.), people might generally use it. Like those add-on charges for mobile data. Same goes for posts in the queue, posts in drafts, images in a photoset and so on.

Pay to pin posts at the top of a tag or search result. Ebay Kleinanzeigen has this neat feature where you can push your small ads to the top of a search query so that more people can see it. This could be a cool feature to try, as it would work in a more content-aware way than Blaze does.

Pay to buy inactive URLs. There are some really cool usernames on here that are taken by blogs that haven't updated for 5+ years and only have one post (or none at all), and I feel like it would be neat to be able to buy one of these cool usernames attached to an empty account. To make sure that usernames attached to redirect or something else don't get bought, tumblr should send an e-mail to the username owner - if the user doesn't react to that for 3 months, the usernames changed owners. [added 13th July 2023]

Existing Features to Improve

NPF posts. I feel like a combination of legacy and NPF would be neat. Think selecting a main element like in the legacy editor (e.g. video, image, audio) and then adding a caption that can add different content types like NPF does. Or at least create a better overview over NPF variables and release the full base code with documentation to make things easier for the web designers on here. There are more issues with the NPF format but I won't list everything people dislike about it here.

Block people. The block feature should make sure that the person being blocked doesn't see any posts made by the person they were blocked by, even if those posts were reblogged by another user. Also, like IG does, there should be an option to block either just a specific blog or the IP address attached to block side-blogs and other accounts of that user.

Color palettes. The color palette options for the dashboard are generally a nice idea but I think it would be better if there was a dropdown menu to choose a palette from rather than having to click through all the different options. For example, if I want to go from Cement (light mode) to Dark mode, I have to click through 10 options until I reach Dark again. There has to be an easier way. [added 20th July 2023]

Other Improvements Needed

Nuke spam bots. Users are reporting all the spam bots, yet, it doesn't seem like they are dwindling in numbers. Also - at least this is how it's being perceived by the userbase - tumblr isn't doing enough on their end to reduce spam bots. This is definitely something that needs to be fixed.

End hateful and criminal activities. It's the year 2023, yet there are still outright N*zis, violent tr*nsphobes, literal p*dophiles, and other people committing to the daily bit of hate speech and other illegal activities (fraud too considering all those fake GoFundMe sites) on this website. I'm not saying free speech should be banned but there is a bright red line between what is free spech and what is hate speech (or should get you jailed considering fraud and p*dophilia).

A through-out, perhaps even interactive, beginner tutorial. "The site is too complicated to use for new users!" – then explain how it works in easy terms, with examples, images, and videos. Every other application or web app has walk-throughs, just do the same here.

Improved ad relevancy. The ads I see on tumblr are usually so out-of touch with the userbase, and many of them feel like the sort of stuff you see on a spam-ridden torrenting site. I feel like increasing the relevancy of ads to what the users usually blog about would cause a higher click-rate and turn-over-rate than the current ads do.

Summary

There is probably more I could add, but that's it for now. Should I make any later additions directly to this post, I will mention it to prevent misunderstandings. If you have any ideas or constructive criticism, let me hear about it in the replies or reblogs of this post.

#eossa #blog

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Requested

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RBF - Resting Bitch Face

Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

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You were sitting in the 1A common area, headphones on as you plugged away at your homework. A thud on the couch brought your attention to a certain seething blonde, the rest of his squad quickly taking comfort in different seats in the area. You looked back at the hedgehog hair boy to see his narrowed eyes on you before casually shifting back into work mode.

Suddenly you felt your headphones ripped off of your head, hurting your ears in the process. "I SAID WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT LOOK FOR HUH?"

Your eyes widened at his outburst, "What look? I was just sitting here, the fuck?" You turned to look at the other members of his crew while rubbing your ears.

"I think he's talking about your RBF Y/N." Mina piped up, making Bakugo direct his flaming eyes in her direction. "RBF? What the hell is that?"

You rolled your eyes, "It's resting bitch face. It means I always look pissed, even though I was literally just sitting here, minding my business."

Bakugo's expression faltered, before he got angry again. "That's not a thing, you're just making it up."

"Why would she make something like that up Bakubro?" Kirishima attempted to intervene and descalate.

"Because she doesn't wanna admit she hates me. It's obvious she does.." His voice cracked at the end, showing he was bothered by it.

Kaminari let out a *cough* "Awkward." *cough* as everyone looked between you and the fiery boy.

You smiled as you gathered your supplies, deciding it would be a good time to study elsewhere. "I don't hate you. I'd say quite the opposite actually."

You let out a giggle as everyone's mouths dropped, taking that as your queue to walk away.

"Why does Y/N like Bakugo. He's so mean, it's not fair." Kaminari whined.

Bakugo eyes never left your retreating form as he mumbled to himself, "She likes me."

A quick shake of his head, and he directed his attention to someone else. "What did you say about me, Pikachu?! ILL KILL YOU!"

•••

"I think Bakugo is totally gonna ask you out." Mina's teasing voice made you jump in surprise.

"Geez Mina, can you not breathe down my neck? What are you even talking about?" You awkwardly shifted over so Mina could squeeze next to you on the small bench.

You were trying to enjoy the weather, sitting outside and doodling away. However, it seems the Bakusquad would forever be interrupting your life now.

"I'm just EXCITED! I've never seen Bakugou like this before. He's been whispering with Kirishima and fidgeting a lot today. I cornered Kaminari earlier and made him spill the beans, I knew he would have the juicy gossip."

"Well can you please share whatever you found out?"

"Bakugo is gonna do this large, romantic gesture. I'm talking flowers, chocolate, stuffed animals, and then BOOM! He'll profess his undying love for you, and ASK YOU OUT!!!" You felt your ears vibrate from Mina's squeals.

"Alright, alright that sounds nice and all, but I'm having trouble seeing Bakugo do that."

"Well my friend, you don't understand just how bad he has it for you! I wish I could be here when it happens." Mina let out a loud sigh and abruptly stood up.

"Wait, what? When is it happening?" You started to stand as well before Mina pushed a single finger against your forehead to keep you in place.

"It's happening….about now. YOU HAVE TO TELL ME EVERY DETAIL LATER, MKAY BYEEEEE!"

Before you could protest, Mina was gone, and in her place was Katsuki awkwardly standing in front of you. You surveyed his face and saw a tense, pinched expression staring back at you. His arms filled with a bouquet of flowers, a box of chocolates, and a large teddy bear.

"Um...hey Bakugo. What's all this for?" You mentally cursed and praised Mina for giving you a heads up. Otherwise, who knows how you would react.

"Y/N, ever since you've transferred to our class, I've really wanted to get to know you better. I've felt drawn to you since day one, your beautiful countenance, sweet laugh, adorable smile-"

Bakugo let out an awkward cough, stopping his monologue long enough to give you a chance to speak.

"Um...what?"

Bakugo stared at your face before grinding his teeth together, "Fuck that shitty hairs script, I told him it was pointless."

Your arms were suddenly filled with gifts as Bakugo plopped down next to you, his eyes closed in frustration.

"You have a bitch face." He suddenly spit out, making your eyes bulge out of your head.

"So you went from my beautiful countenance, to I have a bitch face?" You felt the urge to just get up and walk away, and it was almost like he sensed it.

"LET ME FINISH DAMN IT! please." He pleaded, his face turning red from the trainwreck this conversation had been.

You sighed before nodding once.

"You have a bitch face….and I really like bitch faces. Specifically yours. Because I like you. Alot."

You felt your cheeks turn pink as he stumbled through the words, obviously trying to come up with an original way to confess his feelings.

"Katsuki, you're lucky I like you too. Alot."

Bakugo's eyes widened before he quickly recovered and scoffed, "Yea I know. You made it pretty obvious. So you want to go grab some food or something?"

You rolled your eyes before standing up, "I would be delighted to."

#mha x reader #my hero academia #mha fanfiction #my hero academia fanfiction #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki

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veeaxx · 2 years

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— WE'RE DATING! ★

the team finds out y/n and akagi are dating !

note: my first ever batch of haikyuu headcanons...time goes by fast aaahh!!! (disclaimer: my writing style is vv diff on this work!!) m.list is here characters: akagi michinari

• Somehow, you had managed to get into Inarizaki, and become the manager of the boys volleyball team!

• I'm awfully impressed, teach me your secret 🙌

• But moving on, your life is chaotic but happy.

• Managing the boys is a privilege, Y/N 👆

• Usually, practices are full of hype. It's usually Atsumu and Osamu's shenanigans, though.

• Oh and refilling water bottles for the boys.

• Or cheering for your beautiful boyfriend 😍

• Sorry, did I stutter ✋

• Your boyfriend is the beloved libero of the team, Michinari Akagi 😳

• Another privilege, Y/N.

• I'm impressed once again..!

• I need your secret, seriously 🤧

• However, that little relationship of yours hasn't been ✨revealed✨ yet per say.

• Well, until someone found out 😒

• Please it was Atsumu, what an idiot 🤦‍♀️

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The dyed-blonde walked to the club room, stretching his arms out in exhaustion.

"Ah.. So tiring." Atsumu says, lazily opening the door to the club room. Which unfortunately, revealed you giving Akagi a quick peck on his lips. Atsumu blinked twice before his jaw dropped open.

"Y/N YOU'RE DATING AKAGI-SAN?!" He exclaims, startling you and your boyfriend. He started to stutter out incomprehensible words as you looked over to Akagi.

"I guess we were caught, huh babe?" You say, smiling slightly. "Well.. I couldn't keep it in for long anyway, baby." He replies back as he held your cheek, grinning.

But as if things could get any worse, Atsumu's rambling seemed to have attract the rest of the guys, who headed towards the club room.

Good grief, this will be a rough ride, Y/N. 🤦‍♀️

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• Back to the headcanons!! 🏃‍♀️💨

• So basically..Ever since the team found out, it's been a bit different.

• Don't get me wrong, it's still chaotic as usual 😭

• But of course considering that they found out, a few things have changed.

• Oh that's right, queue Atsumu being jealous as heck, and wanting Y/N's attention.. Because her attention is usually on Akagi 😔

• Imagine Y/N cheering when Akagi receives the ball, staring in awe when he does a cool move, praising his volleyball skills, basic stuff for a partner to do.

• By the way, Akagi is flattered from your support ✋

• Please Atsumu is so used to Y/N hyping him up he makes a fool of himself 💀

"Y/N LOOK AT MY SERVE ISN'T IT COOL?"

"HEY Y/N DID YA SEE THAT?"

"THAT WAS COOL, WASN'T IT Y/N??"

- Atsumu who's being a pain in the a** at the moment 😒

• He's channeling Oikawa energy smh 🧍‍♀️

• But enough about Oikawa, we'll talk about him in another set of headcanons that I might make 👀

• Anyway, you can clearly tell that he's jealous.

• Be thankful Akagi can handle his antics sometimes, because by now he would've killed hi-

• EHEM EHEM--My apologies ✋😀

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You sigh as you look over to your boyfriend, who nods slowly, heading over to his fellow third years. You walk towards Atsumu (who's sitting against the wall) and put your hand on his shoulder.

"..You don't need to do that, you know." The dyed-blonde looks at you, guilt in his eyes. "I won't forget about you even if I'm dating Michi, 'Tsum." You say, lending your hand to help him up (which he accepts). "I'll even cheer on you if you still want me to." His head perks up as you say that. "Really?" You nod while smiling. "Of course." Yeah... You definitely lifted up his mood.

Y/N he's basically a mix of Hinata, Bokuto, and Oikawa now 💀

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• But besides Atsumu, everyone is pretty chill about it.

• Not to mention the third years 😩 They are no doubt 'akagi x y/n' shippers 💅

• But Aran is still shocked you kept it from them 😭

• "Do you not trust us or something?!" Aran says calmly (Harry Potter reference bc why not 🤷‍♀️)

• But for real Y/N, why keep the best relationship in the world a secret 😶

• The second years (besides Atsumu) are very chill about it.

• Osamu makes sure that Akagi feeds you well, and trust me he does.

• Ginjima and Suna are okay with it 😌 But Suna will go feral if our dear Y/N's feelings are broken 💃

• Riseki is the most supportive bb 🥺 He's 100% happy for you and Akagi finally getting together!!

• Like geez it took you guys forever to become official 🙄💅

• Not that I'm complaining though-

• But all I have to say is that they find you and Akagi really cute together 👫

• Hugging each other, giving kisses here and there (let me tell you, some are to motivate Akagi even more 🙌) supporting each other, maybe Akagi flirting a bit 😏

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"Seriously?! Get a room Y/N!" Atsumu exclaims, making Osamu groan. "Shut your mouth dumbass, you're just jealous." Osamu replies bluntly, making Suna snort.

"Please you guys are so cute-" Aran mutters, clenching his chest. Omimi and Kita have a smile on their face as they see the scene in front of them.

Meanwhile Riseki is balling his eyes out because Y/N is living a happy life 🥺 like I said a supportive bb 🤧

"Guys-" Akagi stutters out, trying to stop the chaos. "It's same as everyday.." You sigh, getting up from your chair. "I'll get the water bottles ready..!"

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• I'm sure you get the gist ✋

• Okay but can we talk about the annoying fan girls? Like they try to pry Akagi away from our dearest Y/N 🙄

• Huh, like that's even possible 🧍‍♀️

• "Akagi-san.. Let's go, there's nothing better to do here anyway~" she whispered, giving Y/N a glare.

• Akagi looks over at the girl, scoffing. "I'm sorry, but I'm not going with you."

• The girl clearly won't stop bugging you and Akagi 😒

• Inarizaki comes to the rescue though ✊

• "HEY YOU! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THEM" Atsumu shouts, making Osamu wince due to the volume of his voice.

• "Excuse me, but you seem to be bothering them." Kita, marry me 💍

• So basically the team ghosted the girl /hj

• Safe to say the girl never stepped an inch close to you or akagi again..

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• Okay! So enough about that, let's get to you and Akagi 🥰

• People definitely call you both high school sweethearts 😩 I'm just saying~

• Like I said, this is a supportive relationship. He's very supportive of what you do (unless the action is bad).

• Some nicknames he calls you are baby, honey, love, and sweetheart.

• You and Akagi do those skincare routines that you both see on tiktok together. That's canon 🥺

• He likes you whether you're shorter or taller than him. If you're shorter he gets to tease you, if you're taller he basically praises your height ✊

• Same goes for body shape, it doesn't matter to him!

• There was this one scenario I made with Y/N on her period, and all the boys try to help Y/N.

• But Akagi, being a loyal boyfriend helps out the most.

• He gives you attention 24/7, doesn't mind your mood swings, he will get you food and sweets if you need some, painkillers in hand, etc ✋

• Inarizaki finds it cute how he's so concerned for you 😭

• I have a feeling his hair is very fluffy and feels soft. He lets you play with it.

• Matching outfits? Yes 🤧

• He likes doing couple trends, just the simple ones though. Unlike Atsumu he isn't extra ✨

• Good morning/Good night texts 24/7!

• Y'all got bracelets with your names on it, and trust me he wears his EVERYDAY.

• Just please don't leave michi, Y/N 😭

• Because he loves you to death and he knows your the perfect one for him.

• And trust me the team knows that too, like I said they support you and Akagi 🙌

• Maybe telling the team wasn't a bad mistake after all ♡

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I'll probably write something else to make up for how crappy this is, I don't think I did a good job on this work lol 😭

That's probably because I got my grades back and I got so nervous 💀

However, if there's any errors please tell me!!

Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, but if you don't want to you don't need to. I don't force anybody here <;3

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