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sollattes · 7 months

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Jealous HnL boys

note: the bold dialogues are the boys, and you're the italics

Hanaoka Fujio

-gets jealous but does not realise it

-gets really pouty and sulky when your attention is taken away from him

-follows you around like a lost puppy until he gets your attention back

-keeps the 'friendly' facade around the guy until the guy leaves and his smile just immediately drops

"I don't like him at all, and i couldn't care to know his name, so therefore, I would not be giving him a nickname. Hmph!" "Fujio I-"

Tsukasa takajo

-literally glares at anyone who goes near you within 5 feet

-already hates everyone's guts, so just imagine the hatred that he has for the guy who is flirting with you

-though he gets really jealous easily he tends to hide it all and act cool when in the inside he is already screaming for the guy to get lost or punch the guy when he tried to initiate physical contact with you

-acts all salty and needs to be persuaded after the whole incident

"I don't like this guy at all." "tsukasa, he is literally 6 ft away from me . What are you on?"

Todoroki yosuke

-doesnt really get jealous since he is secure in your relationship, and he is too proud to be jealous

-though he still can't help but feel possessive every time a guys would approach with romantic intentions

-doesnt wanna be too close, though still close enough to keep an eye on the guy if he tried anything

-if he can't take the jealousy anymore, he would just take you away without saying anything and distract you so you won't go back to the guy(not like you wanted to anyway)

"I wonder how many punches he can take?" "Yosu, I swear to god-"

Ueda sachio

-gets jealous easily, and everyone knows ot except you

-literally all smiles towards you, but once you look away, the leader of the housen killer corps appears

-makes sure to stay close to you in case the guy tries anything

-just has this terrifying and intimidating aura around him while he's behind you until the guy goes away, and when the guy does leave, it's all sunshine, rainbows, and daisies for sachio

*mumbling*"I'm gonna fucking kill this guy if he doesn't leave anytime soon" "chio? You said something?" "Nothing baby^^"

Odajima yuken

-like tsukasa, gets jealous really easily but hides it under his smartass facade

-since he is showing his smart ass facade, so expect a lot of back-handed compliments towards the guy

-makes you wear his sweater so everyone knows who they're messing with if they ever flirt with you

-is literally draped in you like sloth on a tree 24/7

"You know you're really good looking with this lighting." "But isn't it dark?" "Yu omg-"

Shida kenzo:

-gets jealous easily, but unlike tsukasa and yuken, he is not afraid to tell you that he's jealous

-momma's boy, so he basically knows what you might feel if he doesn't communicate his feelings (SHIDAKEN GREEN FLAG FR)

-you are his no.1 priority, so your comfort and emotions will always come first before his

-no filter at all. If he sees something wrong with the guy, he'll immediately point it out

"I'm sorry, but your breath really stinks." "kenzo, stop omfg-"

Shoji sameoka

-another momma's boy(it's my hc idfc) that is not afraid to tell you how he feels

-he will be gorilla glued to your side the whole time, and this is rare since shoji is not one for pda

-literally just side eyeing the guy the whole while occasionally letting out an annoying scoff

-his hands are just on your waist the whole time with the occasional rubs and squeezes to assure you that he is still there and can take you away any time you want

-is not afraid to tell the guy to fuck off if he had enough tolerating his shit

"Fuck off, go find someone else to bother with your bullshit" "shoji atleast let him finish-"

Misaki Mario(roah)

-now I don't why anyone would even try and flirt with you if they already saw roah with you but ig let's just say some dumbass really tried for the sake of the hc

-now roah would get jealous but not to the point that he'll get bothered by the feeling since he trusts you and knows you won't flirt back

-if he sees the guy being more and more eager to flirt he just uses his big figure to tower over the guys and intimidate him

-now if that doesn't work, which is rare, he won't hesitate to pull into his (ginormous)chest, keeping ou there until the guy gets a hint

"Honey, cmon, the kids are waiting." "roah, ssshhhh oml"

Mashii takehiko(mercy)

-mashi does gets jealous but won't tell instead he shows you

-he would also pull into his chest while talking 'friendly' threats to the guy

-he would puff smoke into the guy's face if the guy won't shut the fuck up

-he would puff smoke into your mouth while making out with you infront of the guy

"Cmon, let's make out in front of him." "And here I thought you didn't like pda, takehiko"

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vampireimiko · 1 year

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A Romantic Evening

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, ooc bruce but idfc !! other than that, none really ^_^

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, love me some bruce wayne 🫶🏾

Valentines Day, a day where family, friends, and lovers got together and expressed their love for one another. Whether it be through acts of kindness or gifts. Bruce had never felt the need to celebrate Valentine's Day after what happened to his parents.

Who would he celebrate it with after all? Since he was The Batman, he'd just seen it as another day of fighting crime and stopping another villain from pulling off an elaborate scheme. Sure, Alfred would give him presents and chocolates through the years, until Bruce wanted him to stop.

He just didn't understand the whole Valentine's Day thing. That was until he met you. The day Bruce met you, he swears up and down you changed his life. He'd told you he'd never felt the urge to just get to know someone so bad.

You stuck through everything with Bruce. Through the late nights he'd come home battered and bruised, or the nights where he'd have nightmares. You'd make sure he took care of himself. You were there to patch him up or hold him whenever he needed it. You made him feel whole.

That's why tonight he decided to do something special for you tonight. He asked Alfred to make your favorite dish followed by your favorite dessert. All the while he started planning your surprise at your apartment. Bruce Wayne, planning a surprise? He'd laugh in your face if you told him he'd be doing this a few years back.

"Baby, do you wanna tell me why I have a blindfold on right now? And what smells so good in here?" You questioned as Bruce led you through your apartment to what you think was your dining area. You only got a 'tch' in response followed by a

"You talk too much." He said with a small smile on his face. You'd roll your eyes at him right now if you could.

Before you could respond to him, your blindfold was taken off and welcomed by a table full of your favorite dishes. You looked at the food and back to Bruce.

"Bruce.. did you do this for me?" You asked in a softer tone.

"Of course I did, darling. I want to let you know how much I care for you and absolutely adore you. This is one of the many things I have planned for you tonight." He responded, while rubbing his thumb over your cheek and looking deeply into your brown eyes.

God this man knew exactly how to make you melt.

"Thank you baby. Truly. Now let's sit down and eat I'm hungry as hell!" You giggled as you walked over to your chair and sat down as Bruce did the same. All the food tasted as amazing as it looked. Everything was cook and seasoned to your definition of perfection. You'd have to tell Alfred thank you for that.

During the dinner you and Bruce discussed various topics such as the time you two first met and how shy he seemed in front of you, or the time he first asked you out. After dinner, Bruce told you to go to your bedroom and you found a massage bed (idfk what they're called😭).

"Undress for me and I'll give you the best massage you've ever had." He said rolling up his shirt sleeves as you checked him out.

"Oh? Anything for you while your standing here looking like this." You said grabbing the robe he gave you and running towards the bathroom to undress and put it on. Fast forward to you massage, it felt absolutely heavenly.

"Oh god.. Bruce right there. Agh! Yes, thats the spot. How did you get so good at this?" You asked while in pure bliss. He laughed in response and told you to not worry about it and just focus on how it felt. You had no complaints about that.

After that godsent massage, Bruce ran you a bath. A nice bubble bath with rose petals floating around inside. Accompanied by a very nice glass of wine.

"You really mean business today, no? If I knew you were doing all this I would've gotten you something my love." You spoke looking at him while he sat at your side on the outside of the bath.

"You don't have to get me anything I promise. Just knowing your here with me and have been with me all these years is enough. At this point I'm not even sure I could live without you. You put up with all my antics and have stuck beside me despite everything I've been through. I truly do love you." Bruce said looking you dead in the eyes.

Leaning over, you placed a tender but sweet kiss on his lips, then you started to deepen it. After a few seconds you both pulled away for a breath of air.

"I love you so much Bruce. Never forget that."

After your bath, Bruce had prepared some cute lingerie pajamas for you to put on. He'd bought you outfits, shoes, jewelry, and perfume. He would surely buy you more if you wanted that. All you had to do was ask.

"These are the sexiest and cutest pajamas I have ever seen." You said while checking yourself out in the full body mirror you had in your room. The lingerie hugged all your curves in the right places. It was your favorite color, and most importantly comfortable. In the background you could see Bruce re-entering the room holding a tray.

"Oh my goodness, you didn't." You said in a excited tone while jumping up and down.

"Oh but I did."

On the tray was your favorite dessert followed by a few chocolate covered strawberries. He really wasn't kidding when he said he wanted to spoil you.

Bruce had really managed to make you feel special tonight. Not like you didn't feel special already, Bruce just rarely expressed his feelings and when he did, you felt elated.

"Baby, I know I've said it so much tonight, but thank you. You've made this the best valentine's day ever. I truly do adore you." You said stroking his cheek while taking the tray away from him.

"Now, lets get this show on the road!" You added on while climbing into bed with Bruce following close behind you.

𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ; AYEEE THIS WAS KINDA LONGGG.. i hate it ^_^ UHM HAPPY VALENTINES DAY BABES 🤎 i hope you enjoyed !! reblogs are appreciated and you can find more of my works on my pinned <33

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

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jungwnies · 2 years

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༺ prompt ;; how ateez is with public display of affection (pda)

༺ warning ;; teeth rotting fluff & suggestive content ༺ requested ;; yes! ༺ author's note ;; this is a series with the groups listed on my masterlist! i will try to have every groups out by the end of this week if not sooner! please be patient with me, and check out my other stories here

༺ please remember to like, comment & reblog ♡༺ please respect that these are simply MY opinions

the love is deeply appreciated, and thank you on 65 followers already guys ♡

⚘ hongjoong

○ hongjoong definitely prefers privacy ○ he doesn’t mind kissing you in public, hugging you, holding your hand, or anything much ○ but he DOES just prefer privacy and intimacy ○ he’s pretty cautious in front of the cameras ○ not because he’s tryna hide you or anything, he just wants to protect you from some crazy ass fans ○ sometimes he doesn’t notice it but he does kiss you randomly in public, and then he realizes it like 10 minutes later and gets all shy ○ he doesn’t usually get jealous… jk im lying ○ he does get jealous, but he won’t blatantly show it, so he brings it up later, but when he is jealous it’s just tighter hand holding, a subtle arm around the waist

⚘ seonghwa

○ boy oh boy ○ seonghwa does not care ○ maybe it’s because he’s an aries and they just don't get shy too often, or he just radiates “idfc” energy ○ he will full on make out with you in public, but sometimes he does get a little shy when he’s around a lot of people ○ but like i said, he DOES NOT care at all ○ he isn't even jealous because he knows that you’re his omg… ○ sometimes during,,, wink wink he teases you about it and is like, ○ “could he fuck you better than i can?” HDJSCKJD ○ he’s intimate, passionate, lustful, literally everything wherever y’all are ○ he’s just head over heels for you tbh

⚘ yunho

○ he doesn’t make out with you in public ○ but he’s always holding your hand, like… always… literally always… ○ he’ll kiss your cheek sometimes, but he keeps you close by holding your hand ○ he prefers to make out with you at home, soooo ;)) ○ if he’s feeling extra special or sees another guy looking at you he will make out with you just to be like ○ “i didn’t like the way that guy is looking at you” ○ and you’re just like, “you just wanna kiss me, admit it” 😭 ○ he’s also cautious with cameras because he just wants to protect you :’) ○ like hongjoong, definitely prefers private intimacy ○ boy is head over heels for you, but way more softer than seonghwa ○ yunho can get a lil 🤪🤪 though LMFAOOO

⚘ yeosang ○ he definitely prefers private intimacy ○ he gets shy when there’s cameras capturing the love you too share with each other ○ he’ll hold your hand in public, but honestly? ○ that’s about it ○ he’s more of a private dude, so when you guys are alone he IS all up on you ( ⁎ᵕᴗᵕ⁎ ） ○ when he gets jealous he might become a bit more touchy, but he kinda just pulls you away and tells you he’s uncomfortable ○ yeosang is really good at communicating his feelings with you especially ○ he never finds himself in the position to feel threatened by other guys looking at you :’)

⚘ san

○ he will kiss you, make out with you, hug you, hold your hand, EVERYTHING with you ○ however~~ ○ he makes sure you’re comfortable with it first, because even though he doesn’t care he wants you to know he cares about what you care about so he doesn’t do anything past your limits ○ depending on the situation he will get a little flustered kissing you (he still does it any ways) ○ he doesn’t usually get jealous but he does get protective around other guys because, “i know what those guys are thinking” ○ he just doesn’t want another man to steal you away from him :’(

⚘ mingi

○ mingi cares but like does not care at the same time ○ even though mingi is a little cray cray he prefers making out with you off camera ○ like hongjoong and yunho he doesn’t go crazy in front of the cameras ○ mingi just wants to protect you in public and then completely destroy you in private 😫 ○ he does get jealous and he does not care to show it or not ○ sometimes he will be lowkey about it, but other times he’s making out with you, touching you, literally hands all over when he’s jealous ○ not because he feels threatened but just cause he wants to be like, “yeah y/n is mine” ○ asserting his dominance or wtv 🤪 ○ and then he gets embarrassed after doing that because the cameras were watching and he’s like, “well…”

⚘ wooyoung

○ like seonghwa and san he doesn’t care ○ boy is not even careful in front of the camera’s like … sir???? ○ popping up on dispatch couples weekly 😭 ○ new headline of y’all every week LMFAOO ○ wooyoung doesn’t get jealous either, literally never ○ sometimes he sees other guys looking at you and he’s just proud to have bagged you ○ wooyoung will literally get into your pants in public and not care

⚘ jongho

○ typically jongho is private ○ but he does whatever he wants ○ very reserved in public and keeps in mind how other people around him feel ○ if he feels the moment is right he will kiss you but usually it’s just casual hand holding ○ cameras never get any scandalous pics of y’all because jongho is just very chill and lowkey in public ○ in private tho? that’s another story ○ jongho doesn’t get jealous either, like i said ○ BOY IS RESERVED AF ○ he might mention it back at home, but it doesn’t bother him

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bullsandthebones · 2 years

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*Walks in* *Cough*

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More Steven Grant x Top Male Reader please :'D AHSUFJEIDU But seriously please- any prompts- just please-

"Rainy Day"

Steven Grant x Top! Male Reader (18+)

FEM ALIGNED DNI

I'm bored so I'm making the reader an art historian or smth. idfc fight me /lh. not proof read, you should know that by now. anddd now onto the exposition-

You had met Steven while authenticating some ancient Egyptian sculptures at the museum. He was infatuated as soon as he saw you. I mean, you were a smart man who knew a lot about Egypt, of course he was interested. You had noticed him lingering, but before you could approach him, he skittered off somewhere. After you authenticated the piece, you decided to wander around the museum.

"Stevie! Stop loitering and start selling!", you hear a shrill voice half whisper, half yell across the room. You turn around, obviously being nosy, and find that pathetic looking man from before rushing behind a counter while a blonde woman yells at him. The man rubs his eyes and sighs.

Hmm, you need a closer look.

You walk up to the counter, trying to act like you're browsing at the stuffed animals but you're actually looking him up and down. "Hello! Nice to see you", the man waves awkwardly at you. You give him a soft smile. "Hello there, Steven!" you say, reading his name tag. He smiles at this, his smile kinda lopsided.

Are you- are you attracted to this?

"What's uhm, what's your name?" Steven asks. He says it in a way that makes you think he's been wanting to ask you that for a while. "Ah, my name is Y/n!" He repeats your name softly to himself, smiling afterwards.

Oh yeah, yeah you're attracted to this.

You notice the woman from earlier lingering, so you grab a stuffed hippo and put it on the counter. "Oh yes, I'd love to buy this!" you say loudly, gesturing to the hippo. Steven looks alarmed for a moment, before he puts two and two together. "That's just lovely! I'm so glad you're enjoying your time here!" He leans in and says quietly, "You don't have to buy this you know." You nod and smile, "I know." You hand him some notes, which he takes with a goofy smile on his face. "Please, tell me if I'm overstepping here but," you pull out one of your business cards and write your number on the back ", I'd love to go out for a cup of tea with you, or whatever you'd prefer."

Steven's face heats up, adding a little blush to his cheeks. "I- uhm, yes! yes I'd love to!" You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Great! Call me whenever and we can set up a date!" He nods rather enthusiastically. You grab your stuffed hippo, give him a smile, and leave.

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

You met him at a small cafe. You drank some tea and talked about your jobs, your hobbies, your life goals, etc. You realized very quickly that Steven was a sweet man, albeit a little odd. Time flew by rather fast, and before you knew it, it was dark out and raining.

"Ah shit, did you bring an umbrella?" you ask him. He shakes his head, pulling his jacket over your head to try and shield you from the rain. "My flat isn't too far from here, we could go there?" You nod in agreement and he leads you to where you hope is his apartment (and not a murderhouse)

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

"Uh, don't mind the mess please", Steven says hurriedly as he opens the door to his flat. You shrug and walk in behind him.

It was indeed a mess, but it definitely wasn't your place to judge. "I can give you some spare clothes while I put yours in the dryer" He says as he rummages through his drawers. "Sounds good!" you say, starting to unbutton your top. When Steven turns around with some sweatpants and a sweater in hand, his eyes widen. You raise an eyebrow at him. You know what you're doing, but feigning ignorance seems like the best idea at the moment. "You should get your clothes off, wouldn't want you getting sick now would we?" You say, gesturing to his wet clothes. He stutters and looks down at his clothes. "Uhm, n-no. I'll uh, yeah I'll do that" He reaches for the hem of his sweater, stops for a second, and then takes it off.

Holy shit.

Holy. Shit.

He's fit, like genuinely fit. He starts fumbling with his belt, obviously very nervous. "Need help, love?" You saunter up to him, lightly touching his hands. His eyes are wide and he's breathing heavily. "This, this is more about me not getting sick, right?" he asks, sounding a little hopeful. You grin and nod, "Yeah, yeah it is." He lets out a shaky breath and places his hands on your belt. "I want, uhm, I want to-" he tugs at your belt, trying to convey his message. You cup his cheek in your hand, "Love, I need you to tell me what you want." Steven huffs and looks away. "I want to suck you off", he mumbles. You smile and nod, "Go ahead sweetheart"

Steven makes quick work of your belt, looking rather eager to see what you've got under all your layers. He fumbles with your pants button for a few seconds, getting it undone and pulling your pants and your boxers down in one fell swoop.

He gets on his knees as soon as you step out of your clothes, waiting for instructions. "Come on love," you say, giving yourself a few lazy strokes, "open up" Steven's mouth flies open, tongue sticking out. You chuckle at how eager he is, placing your cock in his mouth and gesturing for him to do the work.

He runs his tongue over your tip, giving it a quick suck which causes you to let out a groan. He takes you in his mouth, bobbing his head as he tries to fit more and more. Your hand finds his hair, grabbing hold of it tight. Steven moans, which quickly turns into a gag when you buck your hips up into his throat. You attempt to pull out, worried, but he grabs your thighs and brings you back, attempting to deep throat you while he's at it.

You let out a long groan, wondering how this man got so good at blowjobs. In no time, you were so close to the edge. "S-Steven, love, I'm close" He hums, and with that you feel yourself snap, spilling cum into his throat. Steven pulls off with a wet pop, swallowing your seed. You watch as he licks the excess off of your cock.

"That was fucking amazing Steven", you breathe out. " He smiles and shifts slightly. "I uhm, I already came so don't worry about me", he says sheepishly. You chuckle, "Let's get cleaned up."

#male reader #x male reader #steven grant x male reader #steven grant x reader #marvel x male reader #moon knight mcu #moon knight #top male reader

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frogmanfae · 7 months

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Newsies as Things I Heard This Week Number 4

It's a long one

Medda: That was vewy scawy

Race: she did not just say vewy scawy in front of a class at 7 am on a Monday-

Blink: *shows duck earrings*

Elmer: *gasp* I love him his name is jaramiah

Blink: No

Elmer: Yes

Blink: All my ducks are nonbinary

Elmer: ...Their name is jaramiah then idfc

Davey: Can the sun just... Go away for a minute?

Race: Forever. It can just blow up and be gone

Davey: ...No then we'd all be dead

Katherine: Omg I love your outfit!

Sarah: Oh thank y-

Katherine: It's giving like... Rosie the Rivitor we can do it but like... Gay

Sarah: ...

Sarah: Thank you...? I actually love that hold on-

Hotshot: Why do you have 2 sandwiches??

Spot: One of them is for Race

Hotshot: Oh

Albert: Awww they're having a lunch date

Spot: *glares*

Albert: ...No response?

Spot: *GLARES*

Albert: Why are you looking at me like that?

Elmer: *shrugs*

Albert: ...Is it because I just swore really loudly and angrily from the other room?

Elmer: Yeah what was that about?

Albert: The spoons fell when I opened the silverware drawer

Elmer: That seems like an appropriate response

Albert: Shut up

Morris Delancey: Do you ever like see an Elephant shit and like... You like it? Like like like I don't know! But like! I liked it! I don't know! It's just like- *very clearly desperately trying to be relatable and floundering*

(I DON'T KNOW THE CONTEXT TO THIS IT WAS SOME GUY WALKING BEHIND ME IN THE HALLWAY)

Denton: *walking past a group of students eating lunch* Hey I just had triscuts today!

Davey, the guy who brought an entire box of triscuts: They're good right?

Denton: They've been around for 50 years! *leaves*

Race: ...Guys what's a triscut? ... What's a triscut???

Davey, about Romeo: He drank a whole can of tomato soup in the middle of band! Like uncooked unheated, not diluted, straight up- like who does that?? What is he- ashuguwah

Jack: She said we don't have total freedom in America because if we did you could just say you're hungry go to your neighbors house take their baby and eat it

Davey: ...Yeah I don't know what's happening right now but we have work to get started

Race: Om nom

Jack: What??

Davey: *pokes boob with bass drum mallet*

Sarah: *mid sentence* :0

Buttons: Look at me! The football fan! I loove NFL footba-

Crutchie: Shut the fuck up

Buttons: :0

Crutchie: You are a lying piece of they/them shit

Davey: *writing something on notebook paper*

Race: I asked you if you had note book paper and you said no!

Davey: No I didn't?

Race: Yes you did!

Davey: You came with me to my locker to get this??

Race, gay: *shows Jack a picture of a guy*

Jack, bisexual: Smash

Katherine, bisexual: Eh, pass

Jack: Of course you say that it's a guy

Katherine: I am attracted to men

Race: Uh huh

Jack: Hey do you ever think about color theory?

Race: Oh yeah all the time

Katherine: Uh wait back track what do you mean uh huh???

Romeo, watching a video of an artist slowly revealing his work: I'd tap. Not him, the drawing. Oh wait its of a woman nevermind

Race: *steals Davey's phone out of his lap* I just took your cock

Davey: *not paying attention, writing notes* oh I'm just making a...

Race: Did you hear me?

Davey, now realizing Race did not, in fact, ask him what he was doing: ...

Davey: *sigh*

Jojo: Look at this *shows Romeo a video*

Romeo: Ooh

Romeo: I'd fuck a... Biblically accurate angel...

Jojo: ...

Jojo: That's a weird kink

Elmer: I like shiny things

Buttons: Of course you do, faggot

Elmer: :0

Elmer: Periodt

Davey: *random noise random noise* I have autism *random noise random noise*

Race, watching asmr: Ooh I think I'm gonna like this... Oh yeah. Yeah I like that. Hot knife and gummy worm, that's a new kink

Davey: Pff-

Race: I wonder if if that says anything about me

Race: I'm gonna send you into epidemiological shock

Davey: Is that a thing?

Race: *looks at notes he's currently writing on epidemiology*

Romeo: Why are you fondling nuts like that

Albert: *drops Race's phone* oh shit-

Race: You!... Hooker!

Sarah: I wanna take my hoodie off but I'll look like a whore

Davey: I cried over harry potter’s dead parents yesterday

Race: the line has been drawn

Davey: Get off your phone!!

Race: Noo!

Davey: You have a concussion!

Race: I don't care!!

Davey: Brain damage is no joke!

Race: Ho life or no life

Sarah: Hey I also have a flannel on!

Davey: Woah

Sarah: You'll just never see it cuz I have a hoodie-

Davey: You're gay too!

Sarah, who has a whole ass girlfriend: Ew! Gross! Don't call me that slur!!

Albert: I don't understand why I can't just drink water it's like- gsgatsv!

Denton: ...Okay I'm gonna start class now

Elmer, talking about things he'll remember after high school: With the black mold trombone!!

Race: Black mold trombone will go down in history

Race: Okay but first, water bottle flip

Race: You know what makes me happy? Pheromones

Jack: Why are you so obsessed with pheromones??

Race: Because I- actually I'm not gonna say that

Specs: Did you know that nothing would happen if you threw a glass of water on the sun? *yelling* THIS IS BECAUSE THE WATER WOULD NOT REACH THE SUN

Crutchie: I miss covid

Denton: I just wanna watch the football and go home

Race: watch the football

Davey: watch the football

TW SH JOKE Jack: I hope all cutters go to hell. Not like arm cutters like line cutters. I'm going to hell anyway because I'm gay

Albert, singing a choir warm up at band: Mango mango mango mango mango mango mango mango banana banana banana whoo

Crutchie: I'm not in choir but I recognize that and I just realized you're autistic

Denton: That was weak. That was weak sauce. But I think it worked *enthusiastic thumbs up*

Elmer: I know my flowers

Spot: He does, he went to flower camp

Elmer: I did, it was fuckin SICK

Denton: Good news, you both exist!

Jojo: It's good to exist!

Crutchie: ...Okay

Spot: I'm gonna eat you and kill you

Davey, out of nowhere: *soft gasp* heliocase...

Race: Can you imagine if cells bullied each other? Like like "pff- you got a goofy lookin nucleas, idiot"

Spot: I'm gonna eat you, chew you up, and show your pieces to the world

Albert: Imagine just getting home from a long day of work and you just get c o n s u m e d

Elmer: It's super pretty cool

Jojo: Super pretty cool?

Elmer: Super pretty cool

Jojo: Oh nice

Race: I can't get embarrassed

Albert: You-

Albert: But-

Race: I've never been embarrassed in my life

Race: Yeah I don't even think I'd know what that feels like

Spot: What about when you got something nicknamed the "toddler disease" as an adult

Race: :0

Race: Look that's-

Spot: Even if you're not embarrassed, you *should* be!

Race: :00

Spot: Loser! With your toddler immune system !!

Race: Thats just dirty

Davey, a science teacher: What did you get out of reading this study? (About an experiment performed on lizards)

Class: *silence*

Davey: Did you.... Did you like it or-

Splasher, a student: Lizard...

Davey: What was that?

Splasher: For my senior pictures I'm gonna have a bearded dragon

Davey: Uh... Okay did you like the study or-?

Medda: I would never get rid of any of my beloved cello players!

Medda: ...

Medda: *holds up L on forehead*

Race: Pff-

Medda: No! I'm kidding! I'm kidding! I wouldn't get rid of Romeo!

Romeo: :0

Sarah: *zoning out in class, internally* omg his pockets are really deep

Denton: We've all heard that phrase before, we know what that means-

Myron: *has never heard the phrase ever* We? All??

Spot: *threateningly* you'll be the next lizard I test

Davey: *about science* it's like lasagna. It makes you want to choke but you love it because it's your favorite food

Denton: You should read the titles of some of these studies. I mean some of the TITLES are like a paragraph long I can only imagine what the articles are-

Denton: I suppose that's an analogy you could make

Romeo: It's just like Fall Out Boy for real

Jojo: Does that mean if I step on a baby I'm 72℅ Jesus? (I have no idea what this was about)

Davey: *sneezes*

Sarah: How dare you!

Katherine: *at the same time* bless you

Davey: Thank you, KATHERINE

Albert: I run at 5:40 every morning

Finch: Why would you-

Albert: I don't like it :(

Jack: Man come 8pm and I am WORTHLESS

Medda: I know student schedules are very busy so I won't give you any homework so you guys can focus on... Whatever you do... Homework, practices, jobs, injecting lizards with bacteria...

Katherine: I'm an advocate for highlighters I will always support highlighters

Jack: 🤨

Katherine: I support highlighters rights

Race, a scientist in the middle of a big project, exhausted out of his mind: *on the phone* honey, I- I can't watch the kids tonight. I got all these lizards to invest with bacteria and they're all dying and it's my- I did this to them

Spot, also exhausted out of his mind: And you did the kids to me you better get your ass home!

Davey: *loudly cracks his back*

Crutchie: ... BRO-

Davey, as if this happens a lot but this time in particular was bigger: That was intense

Denton, freshman academic biology teacher: It's that time of year where all the freshmen are like "I hate academic biology academic biology is so hard!" and all the sophomores taking advanced chemistry are like "I miss academic biology academic biology was so easy..." *big sigh* it's the same every year. Falls right in line with the pumpkin spice

Buttons: You can't make jokes like that, Mr. Denton

Denton: Yes you absolutely can and you should it was a good one

Davey, teaching a class: I have an occasional glass of red wine but other than that I'm not too wild

Les, a student in said class: Oh please

Davey: ...What?

Les: You heard me

Race: If you were a woman, you were a prostitute. It's what you did

Katherine: What history class are you in??

Crutchie: The sun is blindi- oh my god! What iss that??

Finch: It's new with the reset

Crutchie: What is that bright... /thing/??

Finch: It came with the latest update

Denton: Your lungs look like a carpet! A very outdated carpet, nobody makes carpet like that anymore. When I was a kid everyone's grandma had that carpet

Davey: Anyone else think that's super cool?

Everyone else: *silence*

Davey: Just lie to me

Race: Whoo!

Jack: Incredible!

Albert: So dope!

Davey: Yeah! There we go! Awesome!

Blink: Anyone? Just a piece? A little piece of inflammation?

Elmer, about Pulitzer; I don't think he sleeps.

Crutchie: Pff-

Elmer: No seriously. He responds to emails at midnight and he's at the school by 4 am. And he lives like 2 towns away.

Crutchie: Holy shit

Elmer: I know

Spot: Yeah! I got a jar and you don't!

Albert: Disgustingly gross child of Satan.

Race: Noo don't say that about yourself!

Albert: That's my dad. Satan.

Race: Oh. I mean yeah.

Race, a physics teacher: Alright! Sorry for the interruption, we were saying-....

Race: ...

Race: Position time graph! We-

Race: ...

Race: What were we talking about? Slope!

Davey: *drops paper* that's unfortunate

Sarah: What's up with that? It's like 2 pieces of paper. You can't handle 2 pieces of-

Davey: Shut the fuck up

Crutchie: Cholera! Hello!

TW SUICIDE JOKE Crutchie: You're the cell

Jack: What?

Crutchie: The cell is like "kill me please" you're the cell

Jack: :0

Davey: And then you walk into your- SNEEZE CLOUD!!!

Davey: I'm so gay, I love Crash Course with Hank Green

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minquiec · 5 months

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hhhhoooolllkkkkkyyyt shijjjjjjjtiiiiiittttt brain goes crazy moment

Omg

So obviously everyone and their mother knows abt the moon and sun trope yadayada and I was like thinking abt jipunk (what's new 😞)

And at first I was like oh yea hb is DEFINITELY the sun idfc right but then I get to jia and I'm like uhhherrrmmmmm what would jia actually be 🤨❓❓ cause I was like mmmm iddkkkk I don't rlly think she would be the moon maybe she'd be a distant star or smth iddkkkk

BUT NO

SHE REALLY WOULD BE THE MOON BC

That one song the moon will sing where the specifically the lyrics

Ok ignoring how I took the photo I was too lazy to screenshot cause my ipad was alrdy pulled up on spotify ANYWAYS

Especially on the 'bore the shadows that you made with no light of my own, I shine only w the light u gave me'

AND I REALIZED HOW TRUE THIS WAS BC if y'all remember (you won't but I sure will heuuurhhghrhh) I said before that jia needs hb more in some sense and comparing it to the implications of how the moon needs the sun to shine, it kind of works

And this is like literally even further idk solidified(??) By prowler jia au (even tho I have zero lore on it but we ignore that)

I've literally said this nowhere but in p!jia's world she doesn't actually have a hb in her life and at the same time she doesn't actually become spidergorl

But she still has these losses that happens to her which literally drove her nuts cause ofc it would EVERYONE AROUND U DIED ID GO A LITTLE COOCOO INSANE TOO

So in a way u can see p!jia as the jia that COULDVE been if she never met hb (that's crazy girl WAKE UP /J I love them)

AND I JUST GOTTA SAY IDC HB IS LITERALLY THE SUN but not like in that textbook sunshine definition but more so how he literally like

Like like likelike

He's

Freedom??? Does that make sense to anyone or am I talking to myself

LIKE ITS HIS WHOLE CHARACTER RIGHT HOW HES FREEDOM AND SURELY THE SUN REPRESENTS FREEDOM (source: trust me brouh)

Like it's soooo it drives me insane bc he rlly ellylelylley would be the sun bc he's a symbol of probably freedom, light, hope, goodness the whole shebang and it's the whole thing behind why jia would LOVE HIM

LIKE THE

FIICKIJNG SUN

shes just so in lov w him it's a little pathetic actually (same girl tbh)

Anyways that's it I literally thought of this while I was airing out washing and I looked a little crazy giggling to myself while doing this

#lorerambles #jipunk

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sonamy-flashfic · 1 year

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No clue where this one came from, honestly. A lot of earlier fics were pretty vent-y, but this was written recently and I've actually been in a pretty good space for a while now. Then again, it's not like there's any rules about your work reflecting your mental state... Or at least I don't think there are.

I struggled to set this one for a while- Classic, or early Modern, or late Modern (post-Modern??); but I think keeping it vaguely Modern was the right choice.

This time, the title comes from idfc by blackbear!

Tell Me That You Love Me (Even If It's Fake) Universe: Modern Word Count: 706

"Sonic. Tell me that you love me."

It's forward, even for Amy. She's always direct, and very open about her own feelings, but- she's not so demanding, normally. There's an understanding between them, or at least he likes to think so.

She just leapt forward and threw her arms around him, without so much as a hey. He hasn't yet had a chance to speak, let alone actually process what she's said.

"...Sorry, what'd you just say?"

"Tell me that you love me! Even if you don't mean it, please… I need- I need to hear it. Just once. I'll leave you alone after! I promise!"

She's shaking like she's trying not to cry, from sadness or anger or fear- he doesn't know which. She seems desperate, and frustrated; and the way she's holding onto him is the same way she used to, when she'd hide her face like not looking at the scary things meant they weren't there.

He doesn't ever go out of his way to hurt her, but it's easy enough to do by accident: he's pretty lucky, overall, in that she's the forgiving type.

But this isn't normal, and he doesn't want to hurt her.

So he reaches out. It's not a hug, exactly- he's just steadying her so she doesn't fall, that's all.

Has she always been this small? She's more than capable of holding her own, but you wouldn't know it in this moment.

"Amy," he says, somewhere between soft and exasperated, "I'm not going to lie to you."

She's shaking a little less now, but a half-laugh escapes her as she hides her face in his chest. "...Of course not. You've always been honest, haven't you?"

That's maybe exaggerating a bit, but she's not known for downplaying anything. Either way, she sounds just a bit more like herself.

"It's me who's been lying to myself, right? I can't even- listen to you-!"

This is weird, and it's different in a way he doesn't like. Just yesterday she was fine, so what is this?

"...Amy."

She stops mid-rant at the sound of his voice, and he takes that as a positive sign. Not so much the way she tenses against him.

"Amy, what's going on here?"

Just a hint of concern leaks through into his words, soft-spoken as they are.

She talks too fast and too quiet for him to really follow along, but he thinks he sort of gets the gist. Someone said- well, they said something to her. About him?

Given what she'd asked of him… Not too hard to guess what it was.

"Hold on tight."

She already is, but he knows she appreciates the warning. And it is fun to catch her off guard every once in a while, but now isn't the time.

"Alright, this is it!"

Slowly, she peeks out at their surroundings.

"Is this-?"

He's not good at it, but he wants to comfort her somehow.

"Never Lake, yeah."

There's no Little Planet- it's the wrong time of year for it- but the lake is there all the time, and it's still beautiful.

"...Where we first met," she whispers.

He's not good at this. But she's all about symbolism and fate, and as much as he doesn't tend to put any stock in it (foretold destiny and personal freedom don't really mix, most of the time), it means something to her.

"Listen," he says. "Don't listen to what some rando has to say- you never let 'em stop you before."

It's not what she's asking for, and it's not the right words. But it's what he has to give.

Her response is-

Well.

She smiles at him, and it's breathtaking; the unexpected brilliance of her expression catching him entirely off guard. He opens his mouth to say something- he doesn’t know what, doesn't think he has the right words for this either- but before he can even try she's already tackled him to the grass.

"I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you!"

She says it again and again, and he just grins at her in return.

It really doesn't matter if he doesn't say it back. As long as she's happy- as long as she understands- who cares?

#sonamy #sonamy fanfiction #sonamy flashfic #amy rose #sonic

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nightmare-niko · 2 years

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IDFC lyric Oneshot

warnings: angsty, cursing

a/n: I truly have no idea what I'm doing with this but its Kai Parker so someone will enjoy it. It’s high key bad tho-

"God damn it Kai!" you curse at your phone as you’re tenth text goes unread. Usually, you stay over at Kai’s place when your parents fought, or if you just didn’t want to be at home. And today was one of those days. At first you sent your friend(?) a quick text.

When he didn’t answer, you figured you’d just go over. He wouldn’t mind, he never did. When you got on your bike you sent him a text that you’d be over. Lucky for you, he liked the message. You scoffed and rolled your eyes when you walked into his bedroom. It was empty, and smelled like weed and the cologne he wore. You loved it, you reveled in it. Everything about Kai made the butterflies in your stomach fly and dance.

He would usually come home in the early hours of the night. However today, he’s running late. Thirty minutes turned into an hour, which turns into two hours.

You begin to worry as it gets darker and darker. You decide to start scrolling on your social media waiting for him to come home.

Kai where are you? Read

Cmon man it’s getting late you should be home by now…

Kai?

“Cmon man you’ve gotta be joking…” You mumble to yourself as you check the window to see if his car is in the drive way.

“Joking about what?” Kai’s voice slurs from the door way, you jump.

“What the hell! When did you get in here?”

“Like right now.”

“Where have you been?“ You get up and walk closer to him. “Do I even wanna know?”

“No… I don’t think you want to,” He slurs again. “Unless you like, want to? Cuz then I’ll tell you.”

You sigh, “I don’t care anymore, Kai.”

“You don’t care?” He asks, “why not?”

“You been out all night,” You shrug, “I don't know where you been! You're slurring all your words, not making any sense. But I don't fucking care, at all”

“(Y/n) why do you always get like this when I go out?” He shrugs past you and he lays on his bed. “It’s weird.”

You scoff, “you know why I get hella weird when you go out?” You ask him, “'Cause I have feelings for you and I act like I don't fucking care…Like they’re not even there.”

“You act like they’re not there? Why?”

“'Cause I'm so fucking scared, Kai.” You run your hands through your hair, “I need to leave.”

“(Y/n) wait!”

“Tell me pretty lies, Kai.” You whip around. “look me in the face! Tell me that you love me, even if it's fake.” You pause again,

“'Cause you don't fucking, care at all.” He laughs dryly. “You’re a fool, (y/n).”

“I'm only a fool for you, Kai.”

“maybe you're too good for me”

#friends #mutuals #wattpad #art #kai parker x you #the vampire diaries #tvd x reader #oneshot #kai parker #tvd universe #fanfic

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brain-empty · 8 months

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8 for the choose violence ask game?

8: common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

okay I'm typically not one for bashing headcanons and opinions actually but god fuck PURPLE AND KING ARE NOT FOUND FAMILY AND NO THAT DOES NOT MEAN THEY ARE A COUPLE EITHER NONE OF YOU IN THIS FANDOM HAVE AN ABSENT FATHER AND GOOD FOR YOU BUT CHRIST I THINK THIS FANDOM NEEDS A FEW WHO DO.

Like Jesus fucking ebony christ none of you understand seeing a reflection of your implied-to-be harmful dad in a man who treated you like shit for the entire series until the last episode of s3 is NOT basis for a found family dynamic its the basis for "oh shit yeah thats bad huh?" and I HEAR WHAT EVERYBODY IS ABOUT TO SAY "well what about the hug scene?" YEAH WHAT ABOUT IT HUH?

FIRST OFF EEVRYBODY SEEMS TO HAVE FORGOTTEN KINGS SECTION OF THE SCENE OR MAYBE JUST MISINTERPRETED IT FUCK IF I KNOW.

King's scene was him walking into his abandoned home and seeing a simplified version of the events that unfolded, specifically his son being sucked into Minecraft, him becoming King and proceeding to attempt to destroy the entire world of minecraft + CG who were kinda just chilling in it, and during the part where the wall drawing version of him is smacking around yellow it suddenly turns into Purple: his realization in his section was that he hurt Purple so of course he bangs on the wall to try to get it to stop, seeming breaking the wall by accident and seeing purple sad, of course since he realized he was hurting Purple and feels bad he runs up for a hug, then the POV semi-shifts to what is seemingly going in in Purple's mind with King switching from himself to Regular Blue/Navy/whateverthefuck and uh well this is more interpretation to be fair but I see this as Purple being in the middle of thinking about things involving his dad (cuz yknow shit from ep 29 is probably still floating around in his head) and he never got the closure he wanted from his dad so he sees King running up to him and hugging him as a sort of closure since he sees King like he sees his dad [which again when the dad is implied to be a bit of a sack of shit isnt a good thing] so they hug and bing-bang-dilly-dang the fandom has a found family dynamic to latch onto via shitty interpretations.

I would say "take me with a grain of salt because I havent watched AvM in a while" but fuck you I choose violence and rewatched the hug scene to answer this sooooooooo.

yeah uh besides that I dont actually care for most fandom opinions, I guess Randy Dialtown is overrated but also everybody is allowed to have their favorites <- hardcore Oliver lover sooo idfc honestly

#IF THE FANDOMS GONNA HYPERFOCUS ON THE HUG SCENE FOR FOUND FAMILY SHIT ILL FOCUS ON IT TO DEBUNK IT THANK YOU VERY FUCKING MUCH

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[cis-male and he/him] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [ELIJAH PACE]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [RUDY PANKOW]. You must be the [TWENTY-FIVE] year old [WAITSTAFF AT ALL-NIGHTER DINER]. Word is you’re [PASSIONATE] but can also be a bit [DEPRESSED] and your favorite song is [IDFC BY BLACKBEAR]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [OCEAN CREST APARTMENTS]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

The Basics:

Name: Elijah Pace

Nickname: “Eli”

Birthday: June 24th

Zodiac: Cancer

Age: 25

Faceclaim: Rudy Pankow

Birthplace: Aurora Bay, California

Neighborhood: Ocean Crest Apartments

Occupation: Waitstaff at All-Nighter Diner

Gender: Cis-male

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Sexual Orientation: Questioning?

Relationship Status: Single

Romantic Orientation: Heteroromantic

Positive Traits: Passionate, Sweet, Easy Going, Charming, Loyal, Playful.

Negative Traits: Depressive, Jealous, Needy, Paranoid, Insecure.

Hobbies: Photography, Playing Guitar, Walking/Jogging, Swimming

Goals: Trying to find someone to love.

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TW: Mention of Divorce, Drugs & Alcohol Usage, Cheating, Abuse

Elijah, born and raised in Aurora Bay, lived a decent life with his loving parents. He was close to his old man the most since his mother was never around, for she worked the night shifts at her job. That didn’t change anything though, Elijah loved her anyway. Around age 16, it all changed when Elijah was in his room, looking through some photos that he took of the ocean. He heard his dad yelling at his mother. It went on for quite a bit that day, until she finally walked out and never returned. Elijah, being the nosy kid that he was, he walked out to find out what was going on.. the dad vaguely mentioning that the woman he loved has been cheating on him. Elijah’s dad was never the same after that.

His dad was angry.. He turned to alcohol, thinking it would help but it didn’t. It only made him angrier. The closest thing to take his anger out on was his only son, and knowing he couldn’t do anything about it, Elijah let it happen. As it went on for years, it took a huge toll on Elijah’s mental health. Around age 18, he got addicted to the alcohol he stole from his dad’s fridge and he would buy marijuana and smoke it to calm his nerves. (Hey but Good news is he got a job at The All-Nighter Diner and has been there since to try to move out and get away from the dad.)

While working there, he met a lady and they hit it off pretty well. They were together until he was 22 and in his own apartment. It felt like they were going to marry each other, that she was the one that could help him fully get out of his funk. It didn’t last long when one of his friends sent him a picture of her hanging on and kissing another guy two years into the relationship. Asking why she did it, he didn’t like the answer that was given to him.. being told he was too clingy and annoying hurt him. He had good reasons as to why he was like this. He was always too worried of someone leaving him like his mother did, and after what his dad pulled for so many years, he needed the love, and she broke him. Upset, he ended it right then and there. He was heartbroken, and it only caused his mental health to get worse, but he was good at hiding it from other people. (trying to not worry them about if he was upset in any way)

Now, at age 25, he still works at the diner and lives in the apartments. He didn’t mind the place whatsoever, besides there were plenty of cool people to hang with there anyways. Elijah was now trying to keep himself from drinking and smoking; he does the stuff that he adores doing, or hangs with his pals to keep his thoughts from going to the dark, gloomy parts of his mind. (He sometimes walks alongside the beaches in Aurora Bay to take photos of the beautiful water to calm himself down, or chill in his apartment to play on his guitar.) He’s been sober for 2 months, in hopes that he won’t ruin his life with them anymore.

#aurorabay.intro #tw cheating #tw mention of divorce #tw alcoholism #tw abuse #tw drugs

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servin-up-surveys · 2 years

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survey #002

(from the 26th)

Are you CPR certified? I'm not. What genre is your favorite movie? Is "family" a type of movie?? Idk, TLK's generally a kids movie that's good for everyone to watch. The Meerkats is a documentary. Who was the last person you were in a car with? My mom. Do you like the picture on your license/I.D. card? holy mother of sacred god no. When was the last time somebody hit on you? The boyfriend was being a flirt the other day. Which one of your friends do you feel most comfortable around? My only "friend" that I ever actually see is Girt, and I am extremely comfortable with him. Who did you last spoon with? My boyfriend. Have you ever had surgery or stitches? Two surgeries as well as stitches twice; I fainted in the bathroom once and landed directly on my chin, and the wound needed them. My cyst surgery point of entry was sealed with stitches, too. Do you own any clothing that has animal print? No. Are you in high school? Way past that. Have you ever written a song? lmao I sure did as a kid... to the Nintendogs theme, I shit you the fuck not. Do you ever feel numb? Yes. Depression for so long will do that to you. Do you prefer being inside or outside? I get more out of being outside in the right weather, but a very high majority of the time, I'd rather be inside. When did you last use a lighter or matches? Gaaaah I'm blanking. Do you think the ocean needs more exploring? Well of course! The immensity of the potential of what could be found knows no bounds. Never stop learning. Is there a past relationship/friendship you miss? Friendships, yes. I will always miss Megan above all. Do you like mangoes? It's quite strange, actually: I don't like the fruit itself bc texture, but I LOVE mango-flavored foods. Last song you listened to? ... I picked a bad time to start a new survey asldkjfakwlejfr I swear I listen to like three other songs that aren't "Zick Zack." Did you use Vine when it existed? I loved watching compilation vids, but I never had an account myself to browse. What decorations do you have in your bedroom? Oh wow, a whole lot. My room looks very much like a teenager's, imo. Stuff I like just everywhere to make it all homey. Who is a celebrity you'd like to hang out with? LKJAKLSJDLFAWE Oliver Riedel PLEASE this man likes photography and is quiet and reclusive and shy and shit and like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, SAME HUNNY WYA idfc if he could literally be my dad I repeat WWWWWWWWWWWYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA How many amusement parks have you visited? Two, I think...? Disney and SeaWorld. Do you prefer chewy or crunchy textures more? Chewy. What last broke your heart? The fucking Supreme Court. Are there any events coming up you're looking forward to? Ummm I don't think so. What's the most random collection you've had or known someone to have? Can't say I'm sure. What's your go-to Chinese food order? I only ever get pork fried rice and usually an egg roll. What is something you're naturally good at? I hope this doesn't come across in a snobby, praising-myself sort of way, but caring about people is definitely an answer. I just always do; there're ways to make me not care, yes, but you generally have to be absolutely and utterly fucking appalling for me to manage not giving a shit about you. What flower did you last see? Ma got Ashley some sunflowers for her birthday the other day. How many plants do you have? Zero. Not my hobby. Are you currently nervous about something? bro I'm nervous for this whole country lmao When did you last get a new phone? It' s been a while. I need a new one. Have you ever attended a Pride parade? No, but I would absolutely love to one day when I can walk like a normal person. And not respond so incredibly violently to heat. My hyperhidrosis literally explodes at like barely 70* and it's just. A bad, bad time. What do you currently want? I was just messing with my hair, so there's a non-typical answer: my hair trimmed and DYEDDDDDDDDD. What last gave you adrenaline? Idk, not something I experience a lot. Have you ever played pool? Yep; we used to have this stacking game table growing up, and our favorite was pool. What time did you go to sleep last night? I knocked the fuck out at... what, 4 PM? Didn't wake up 'til 5 in the morning and even went back to sleep. I need to fucking watch this hypomania shit so that incident doesn't re-occur. I deadass thought I was working towards a seizure when I got in that bed and started spasming. What did you last use a knife for? Waffles. Can you do a proper push up? Absolutely not. Are you rebellious? I never really was, nah. What is something that makes you feel alive? Riding passenger with Mom and me controlling the music, specifically a new song I'm hooked on, loud and with the windows down. It is still so strange to me how that's one of my favorite things to do all the while being terrified of the road. Are you currently comfortable? I'm fine right now. I'm typically dealing with edema lately because of the 180 switch from not wanting to leave the bed to never wanting to be in it, but I slept so long yesterday/last night that my ankles and feet are okay today. Are you usually on time for things or late? On time. What is your favorite word? I like calming words like serendipity, tranquility, and... dude I feel like my ACTUAL favorite word is evading me, pls brain Do you ever make music playlists of songs to fit your mood? Ha, funny you ask; I'm currently working on a big ol' project of getting rid of the iPod I have had and actively used since I started MIDDLE SCHOOL, and I'll probably end up doing that after I transfer all the songs I want to keep onto Spotify. Like that iPod is a fucking fossil, and I would be L I V I D if it stopped working and boom, like ~1.1k songs gone that needed replacing. I gotta get with the times on this matter, haha. What is something you have 0 tolerance for? Abuse in any shape or way. Unless you are defending yourself, you don't fucking hurt another person, physically or mentally. Keep your goddamn hands and your angry tongue to yourself. Have you ever picked a lock? Uh, good question. Have you ever attended a protest? No, but I actually REALLY want to go to one after the overturn of Roe v. Wade. I couldn't stand long, no, but whatever, I'll sit my fat ass there with a sign I hope slaps pro-lifers across their rotten faces without me even touching them. I'd just obviously need a ride there, and I don't really think Mom would be willing to drive all the way there, and I KNOW she would worry about it getting violent and me getting hurt. Have a best friend? If you don't count my boyfriend, I really don't. Mazzy and Tez are absolutely my closest friends, though. Does it bother you when your best friend does stuff without you? No, he's allowed to have a life that doesn't always involve me. Do you keep any secrets from your best friend? Nope. He knows my biggest now and it was completely nbd, so it's safe to say our trust is fully functioning. There are things I wouldn't just randomly share with him, but if he asked, I think I'd tell the truth with anything. Is there a secret you’ve never told your parents? More than one. What would you name your future son? Damien Vance, then whatever last name. Do you consider yourself a nature person? Well, it depends on how you look at it. I adore looking at nature, but experiencing it is a challenge for me to enjoy because I get hot SO fucking easily and pour sweat because of hyperhidrosis, cannot walk far at all without feeling like my knees might crumple, and I am TERRIFIED of ticks. Idealistically, I'm a nature person, but in practice, eh. What kind of collection would you like to start? It's fuckin RAMMSTEIN MERCH TIME bby. What helps you take your mind off your problems? Girt, more than anything. When I'm with him, my worries and stuff kinda just drift into the background. I can focus on the moment and be very grateful for it. Do you prefer to live alone or live in a family? I HAVE to live with someone. I would be way, way too lonely and depressed on my own. What states have you visited, that you remember? Excluding the places I only went through, I've been to New York, Florida, Ohio, Virginia, Tennessee, and Illinois. What countries have you visited? I've never left the USA, for the love of god please get me out of this dumpster fire. What countries do you want to visit? South Africa and Germany top the list, but I also think Ireland, Bali, Japan, and Egypt would be cool. What states would you most like to visit? Wyoming is #1 to spread Teddy's ashes in Yellowstone and also meet up with Mazzy and Tez!!! :') I'm also quite interested in going to Wisconsin to visit the Snake Discovery facility and hopefully meet Ed and Emily. Then there's California, just because A LOT is there, but it's not immensely important to me. I have some interest in seeing Michigan too, and all the photographs I've seen of Utah in particular blow my fucking mind. OH, almost forgot: Arizona! Seeing the Grand Canyon would be absolutely, positively magical, like for some reason I feel like I would cry there. Arizona also has wild tarantulas, so that'd be amazing to see!!! :') What are five careers you’ve considered? Paleontologist, vet, movie director, game designer, photographer. What’s your latest discovery? I was actually researching sleep the other day in response to my hypomania and learned some VERY interesting things, such as lack of sleep actually cannot kill you (unless it is related to a couple medical conditions) and it doesn't do as much harm as you would think. It was fascinating. Aaaand then the day after I pass the fuck out in bed twitching and spasming because I was so exhausted lmao Google please What do you wish your hair looked like? I'm very happy with its current style (but it really needs to be trimmed atm), but damn, it needs color. :( I've really been craving that lilac color lately. Which family member has your exact smile? Uh, I don't know. I have a very prominent dimple on my left cheek when I smile, and I do believe Mom has said her dad had them, too. I don't think anyone else in my immediate family does. Do you still feel anything for the first person you fell in love with? Do I feel romantic love? No. But I will always, always care, to the day I die. Hell, quite honestly, I think in the heat of the moment, I might still jump in front of a bullet for him. What’s one thing you’re behind on? "Being an adult." <<<< WOW mood lmao How old were you the first time you encountered God? Oh, dear. Look at this world and tell me where the fuck he is, 'cuz I sure don't know. Have you ever hallucinated? Yes, actually twice now, I think. I did towards the end of middle school when I was homebound and coming off a certain medication; I would see shadows moving. And then literally two days ago, deep into my sleep deprivation, I think twice I experienced thinking I saw something move in the corner of my eye, but not like a shadow; I don't know how to describe this one. Who is the best looking male celebrity, in your opinion? Even though I'm in a big ol' Ollie phase rn, Mark Fischbach still reigns supreme here, haha. How many subscribers do you have on YouTube? I wanna say around 70? I know because I looked at my channel the other day for something. If you’d like to share, what is your screenname on Instagram? I have two for varying sorts of photography: brittanymphotography and eldritch_obscura. Do you use Snapchat? No. Are you a fast texter? Noooo. I make typos a whole lot. ESPECIALLY with my tremors being so bad lately. Would you rather text or call? Still text lmao, fuck talking on the phone. Do you know anyone who has everything handed to them? I'm sure I do. Would you ever want to be a famous YouTuber? In my "what the fuck do I do to make money" desperation, I've considered being one of those PetTubers, but nah, it's not realistic for me. Do you know anyone who’s colorblind? My ex's older brother was colorblind to I want to say red and blue.

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somethingspecial-zennie · 2 years

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PAIRING: JOHNNY SUH x Y/n (PART 1)

GENRE: Pining, Infidelity, Fucked up love, Smut, Don't wanna date cause I just wanna fuck you Johnny.

WORD COUNT: 2.5K

SUMMARY: Johnny and you were just friends, sometimes more than friends helping each other out to release your own heat. You loved him for a long time but after getting rejected by him for the last time you wanted to move on. When you decided to let him go and settle for a better man but he won't let you go. All he knew is that you're his and no one can ever take you away from him.

NOTE: Hi everybody! Good to be back again. I was kinda busy and kinda chilling so I couldn't upload any sooner. Finally I am back and I hope I'll upload regularly.

This story too is kinda TOXIC, maybe I like toxic. So please do not take it seriously. And be safe out there.

*Sorry I was kinda in a hurry so I didn't get to proofread. Hope you don't mind :) *

LINK TO PART 2:

His lips were hungrily eating out your mouth, hardly giving you a moment to breathe. His arms wrapped around your body felt like a big wave from the sea encasing all over you within him. You struggled to open the front door of your house. The keypad kept on beeping wrong with your hands busy focusing on the man in front of you. After the third attempt the door finally opened.

Your boyfriend pushed you inside your house, stripping you off of your jacket. He followed you in, pining you by the wall.

As you entered inside, you smelt a very familiar scent. A scent that you knew way too well. You pushed away the man in front of you.

"Babe, I am tired." You said suddenly, taking a few steps back.

"What?" He asked dumbly, looking surprised by your sudden change in mood.

You looked at him, still not still not sure why things are turning out this way.

"I'm sorry I misspoke. I was just taken aback." The man in front of you apologized. You are already regretting how you are being the bad guy here.

"It's fine." You replied, not knowing what to say anymore.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow morning." He said, kissing your forehead. You saw him walking out of your door as it closed behind him.

You sighed.

You cannot do this anymore. Not to him.

You walked inside your living room. It was darkly lit but lit enough for you to see him.

Your first love. Your only love.

Johnny Suh.

You saw his silhouette sitting on your couch manspreading his legs invitingly. You turned away from him. You hated being like this. Even his mere presence makes your heart beat like crazy. You couldn't stop yourself from getting gravitated towards him even when you try not to.

You walked towards the kitchen to get some water. You opened your refrigerator to get a water bottle, when you felt him approaching you from behind.

"Did he leave?" You hear him say, as he comes closer to you.

His arms crept from behind pulling you closer to him almost naturally. He wasn't your lover or in fact nothing closer to a lover but he always made it like it was meant for him, you were made for him. One of his hands wrapped around your thigh going dangerously up. You turned back facing him, pushing him away from you. You cannot do this anymore. You shouldn't.

Your eyes met him. He looked as breathtaking as he looked the first time you saw him. Tall handsome towering over you. His beautiful face, his striking jaw, his thick luscious lips, everything about him makes you breathless. The same beautiful man is standing in front of you staring right into your eyes. They looked like they could see everything through your eyes. You were afraid, afraid they might know what's going on in that head of yours, all of your desires, all of your dark secrets that you hid deep down your heart. You shook the thought off yourself.

No matter how much you yearn for him, this is still not right. He is not for you. He just comes back to you whenever he gets bored from his other toys. You weren't his love, like he was yours. He never loved you. He rejected your love 3 times saying that he didn't want to get tied down with someone he didn't love. But still you're here. In Front of him, crazy in love with him. Yearning for a love that you'll never get from him.

"Heard you guys making out." He came closer to you, trapping you between him and the tabletop behind you. His fingers were already caressing you down there before you could even figure out what was going on.

You sucked the air in your mouth, stopping yourself from breathing, afraid he might hear your heart beating like crazy.

"You aren't even wet." He smirked, taking his hand out showing his dry fingers on your face.

"We just started." You answered back to him, defensively. You were embarrassed. Ashamed. You don't want him to know.

"Or is it that you couldn't get wet without me?" He looked into your eyes, looking like they were piercing through your soul. He knows you well, well enough to know what turns you on.

"I didn't see you at the party?" You looked away, trying to change the topic. You were afraid. What if he knows? What if he figured it out that he is really the one who could make your stomach churn just by looking at you.

"I was there when you were kissing him." He said the words clearly, almost bitterly.

"When he gifted you this," He continued, staring at the diamond ring that your boyfriend gifted you that was sitting on your ring finger gracefully. He pulled out the ring from your finger and threw it on the floor.

You looked at him in disbelief.

"Johnny!" You exclaimed, shocked by his sudden change of behaviour. This is how he has always been. He left to take you, but he won't even let you go. He just wants you to be his, without devoting himself to you.

"What? Don't tell me you're thinking about marrying him." He laughed off saying so casually that it almost hurted you so bad. A part of pissed off.

"Get off me Johnny." You tried to push him back, but he stood still not letting you have your way. He pulled you closer to him, palming your face so you could meet his eyes. You couldn't even look at him. He makes you go weak on your knees, forgetting all of your resolutions to keep your feelings from growing for him, forgetting all the things he did to hurt you.

"Johnny stop. We decided to end it." You pushed his lips back, as he tried to kiss you.

"I never agreed, it was ONLY you who wanted to end it." He licked your fingers, looking into your eyes deeply. They looked so bewitching that you couldn't even dare to tear your eyes away from him. All that hard resolution, all the strong determination, it didn't even take him a moment to break them.

Denying him was out of the question. You could never. You crave for every single one of his touches on you. But you couldn't figure out his feelings. He sure was enjoying it. He knows your attraction towards him and he knows well how to use it in his favour.

"Come on baby I know you want me too." He said slowly, waiting for you to let go like you always did.

You breathed softly looking at him. It looked like he wanted you too, just how badly you wanted him. You could see it all, sometimes he did get jealous, probably more than sometimes. You know when he is mad. Just like now. He is pissed, he is just trying hard not to show it to you.

You removed your hand away from his lips allowing him into your mouth.

He didn't stop to waste a moment. His lips crushed into yours, devouring them hungrily. He ate your lips out crazily shoving his tongue inside your mouth. You hear him grunt softly as you kiss him back with the same intensity. His fingers on your back started unzipping your dress. His mouth continued sucking you breathlessly drinking every last drop of you.

His other hand went down, grazing through your inner thighs.

You whimpered. Even his soft little touches get you turned on insanely.

His fingers touched your panty. He smiled slightly looking into your eyes.

"Just kissing me made you this wet?" He asked, knowing it so well than anyone else in the world.

"Uhmm Johnny." You squirmed, grabbing his hair with both of your hands, shutting your eyes tightly.

"Look at me, little birdie. Open your eyes." You could hear the glee in his voice. He circled around the wet patch he made just by touching you.

He let the dress fall off on the floor.

Your boyfriend gifted you the dress, he was supposed to take it off tonight. But the way tables turned out, you couldn't even deny that you didn't expect things to turn out this way.

He took a step back to admire your body. The lights from the outside reflected on your body showing off a perfect silhouette of your beguiling self. He stared at you, he looked bewitched, enticed as if it was the first time. There's been a lot of times, yet every time his reaction is still the same. His face looked like he's tied down to a spell you made to trap him.

You opened your eyes to look at him. He looked crazy, just like you. Crazy and possessed. These were the only times he made you feel like he thirst for you as much as you did for him.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes hardly straying away from yours. He took your hand and placed it on his throbbing hard self.

"This is what you do to me." He said softly, rubbing your hand against his jeans. He moans softly.

You didn't wear a bra underneath your dress. You were just wearing a black lace g-string thong. He came closer to you pushing you up on the countertop. He grasped your breasts with both of his hands and pressed them harshly.

He was grunting every now and then. You dig your nails on his shoulders.

His cold lips touched your hot skin. He licked the dark area around your nipple breathing out warm air. He looked at you as his sharp teeth bit your nipple.

You winced both in pain and pleasure. More in pleasure than pain. You look at him, falling in love with him harder than before.

"Moan for me birdie." He hushed, enjoying the look in your face. Every wince, every whimper on your face, it was his to enjoy. You were his. All of you. He hated sharing you with anyone. It pissed him off like crazy seeing your boyfriend act like you were all his in the party. He hated seeing you accept the ring from him. He thought that you'll no longer be his. That you'll stop loving him anymore. You were his little bird. Only his.

"Mhmm.." You moaned as he took off your thong.

"I got you a b'day cake." He said, pulling away from you suddenly. All of his warmth left, making your body shiver with the sudden coldness.

Your eyes followed him. He walked towards the other side of the counter and picked up the cake. You rolled your eyes. You hated sweets, so did he. Did he not know this?

"I hate sugar, you know?" You asked him, your voice a little disappointed.

He looked at you and smiled. He walked towards you holding the cake in his hand. He placed it next to you. His long slender finger pushed strands of your hairs behind your ears and whispered,

"I didn't say I bought it for you to eat." His dark eyes looked full of desire. Full of hunger to possess you.

He stood in front of you, a lot closer than before, your bodies barely touching each other. He bent down and kissed your thigh. He opened your legs and settled himself between them.

"It's already melting." He said, taking a handful of cream from the cake. He smothered the cream on your lips, on your mouth, your cheeks, your jaws.

He licked them off you. He licked off every inch of your skin gulping down every bit of you.

"Mhmm so sweet baby." He moaned, enjoying himself in his own world. The sensation of his hot tongue with the cold cream made you crazy. You were dripping wet. Your pussy was aching to be touched. To be kissed. To be swallowed.

He took another handful, this time smearing it on both of your breasts. You pressed his head against your torso. His tongue swirled around your nipple making you more sensitive than you ever have been.

You squirmed, wrapping your legs around his waist. You felt his bulge touch you against your pussy. The cold chain of his jeans made you even more hornier. You pressed yourself against him, grinding yourself off against him.

"My little birdie is impatient already?" He smiled seeing you trying to get off all by yourself. It did turn him on enough to rile his dick right inside of you at this moment. But today is all about you. It's your b'day. He wanted to treat you.

You nodded your head in yes, your eyes begging him to touch you down there so bad.

He unwrapped your legs around him.

"If that's what you want" He replied, pecking your lips softly.

"He took the rest of the cream on his fingers and bent down on his knees, his face directly staring at your pretty dripping hole begging to be caressed by him. He took your hands and placed them on his head letting you take control.

The cream in his fingers dripped down your pussy. He rubbed the rest of it on your folds slowly torturing you with his soft touches. He blew out the air out of his mouth on your clit, his thumb rubbing your tip at a slow pace. He massaged your fold before he could get a taste of you.

You grabbed his hairs pushing his head towards your pulsating centre. He buried his mouth between your legs, biting the tip of your clit with his teeth.

"Uhmm Johnny. Please don't stop." You moaned, pressing his head harder.

His lips continued to consume everything served in front of him waiting to be devoured by him. Your arousal and the sweet cream mixed together, tasted more sweeter than ever. More irresistible than before. His tip of his nose nudged your tip playing playful as you struggled hard to keep your breath. Your whole body was in heat. Every cell of your existence was burning with the itch of having him all over you. His breath. His touch.

His arms held your thighs, keeping it open for himself. The tongue painfully teased your entrance, amused by your every little writhe.

"Tae..." You moaned, stopping halfway before you could complete what you were about to say.

The hot sensation, the tease, everything froze. Stopped. He looked up, into your eyes.

They looked fucked up. You fucked up.

"What did you just say?" He growled angrily, standing up.

P.S - There's another part. I'm hoping I can upload it before the New year begins. I hope to see you then. If not HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU GUYS!! HOPE YOU GUYS ARE BLESSED WITH EVERYTHING YOU DESIRE AND EVERYTHING YOU DESERVE.

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wreckmetoji · 3 years

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idfc

An ongoing fic in which you don't realize you have both Fushiguros at your feet.

↳ Toji Fushiguro/Reader ↳ Minor elements of Megumi Fushiguro/Reader Part 1/?

Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4

content warning. mentions of alcohol, profanity, minor angst, unrequited love, age gap, eventual smut This is part one of a several part story revolving around smut. **Minors DNI**

Length 1.5k words

A fun night resulting in a drunken mistake. That's all this was, right? The shock and humiliation upon waking up completely naked in a bed that wasn't your own is what immediately clouded your mind. Sitting up, you held your head in a desperate attempt to subdue the vicious pounding, face scrunched in pain. You had gone out for drinks with Itadori, Nobara, and Megumi, but you must have been blackout for half the evening. That's the only reasonable assumption, considering you didn't know where you were or how you got here. Really, what and how much did I drink last night? With one last squeeze of your head to get your bearings, you slowly opened her eyes, looking around the room in hopes of gathering your clothes as quickly as possible and getting the fuck out. Whoever owned this room probably didn't want their one night stand to overstay their welcome either. Wait.... You knew this room. You knew it like the back of her hand. No, no way. "Oh, you're awake." There's no fucking way. The resounding 'click' of the door closing behind the familiar figure made your stomach drop. You went pale, much to his dismay. He didn't show it. "Look, we don't... we don't have to-" "Megumi, what the fuck happened?" Deep blue eyes bore into your own, what was that look he was giving you? What was he to expect? The two of you had been attached at the hip since the end of high school, you were close, but not like this. Your panicked eyes followed his movements, watching him step towards you and sit on the edge of the bed. You instinctually pulled the dark duvet higher, making sure you were covering anything that may have been exposed. "It seems things got a little out of hand last night, I don't know how else to say this." "Did we actually, like... sleep with each other?" When he didn't say anything, didn't even react, seconds seemed to turn into minutes. 'No, I cleaned you up because you threw up everywhere. That's really why you're naked'. That must have been- "Yes." "Like, we had sex?" ".... Yes." Your head pounded in protest of the answer you didn't want to hear. He was like a brother to you, how did this happen? Megumi extended his hand, placing the pills he had brought on the bed beside you, catching the subtle shift of you pulling the blanket up higher out of the corner of his eye. "I'll give you some space. I folded your clothes, they're on top of my dresser. After you're done maybe we can... talk about this. Take your time," He exhaled the last of his sentence, standing up and leaving the room again. You hadn't ever gotten dressed that fast in your life. You didn't even bother with your bra and underwear, simply carrying them in the crook of your arm. Rushed footsteps came to a screeching halt when met with a tall broad form blocking the hallway. Toji seemed to be just as confused as you, viridescent eyes darting between your very disheveled appearance, your smeared makeup, and the undergarments you held in your hands. You couldn't tell by his expression, or lack thereof, but you made the safe assumption he came to the conclusion of what had transpired the second he saw you. "I'm sorry Mister Fushiguro, pardon me," You politely excused yourself, squeezing by him and running down the stairs. In one swift motion you had picked up your shoes, swung the front door open, and firmly closed it behind you, leaving nothing but an uncomfortable silence in the Fushiguro household. It took you a while to get home, not stopping for a second to even put your shoes on just in case someone were to run after you. You had no doubts Megumi would. The jingling of your keys, the click of the lock, and the loud slam of the door behind you is what finally set you off. The rest of your day was spent in self loathing, crying, tylenol, and regular trips in and out of the bathroom to empty the nothingness in your stomach. Only as the sun was setting, orange and dark blue painting the sky, did you decide you needed to text Megumi about what happened. That was, if you had your phone. "Are you KIDDING me?!" You grumbled to yourself, flipping over cushions, digging through the clothes you had worn last night, scouring every surface. You must have left it at his house. His room. Newfound humiliation washed over you, knowing that you would have to see him face to face. Knock knock. Jumping at the sudden sound, you looked over to the door with wide inquisitive eyes. Did Misses Kageyama lose her cat again? You tiptoed over to the door, having to stand on your toes to look through the peephole. Today is so shit, you thought to yourself, unlocking and opening your door, but not removing the deadbolt. You peered at the tall man on the other side, warily looking up at him through your lashes. "Yeah, that's the reaction I was expecting," Toji sneered, holding out a familiar cellular device. "Kid said you might want this back." You slipped your much smaller hand through the door, grabbing onto it and tugging. Once you realized he wasn't going to let go, you let out an exasperated sigh, closing your eyes and leaning your forehead on the back of the door. "How did you get past the door-man? You didn't buzz up." "I didn't give him a choice." Toji mused, the side of his lips twitching up. "So are you gonna stand here with my phone hostage all night? Or can I close my door." You were visibly agitated. He was obviously sent here for a reason, but with how amused he seemed at your grumpy exterior you couldn't imagine he was here on behalf of defending Megumi. His lack of response was all you needed, knowing how stubborn he was. One dejected sigh and adjustment of the deadbolt later, Toji was pushing himself through and headed for the kitchen. Make yourself at home, you rolled your eyes at his intrusive behavior. "He wanted to come by and give it to you, but I told him it'd probably be better if I did it," Toji explained upon reaching the kitchen island, leaning against it and patting a bar stool. Begrudgingly, you shuffle over and sit down. Toji always had a rocky relationship with his son, and you knew this. Megumi once told you to think of Toji is more of an older friend than a parental figure, since he's really not good at that. With that mindset, being around him became significantly less tense, giving you room to express yourself freely. "You looked like shit leaving the house this morning." "You can leave now." Toji put the phone down, sliding it towards you on the granite countertop. "Look, I'm not here to judge what you kids are or aren't doing, all I'm saying," He paused, eyes never leaving yours, "Is that you didn't seem very happy with your decision." "Actually, it seems like you regret it a lot." He was right. You knew he was right, if you could go back in time right now and even prevent yourself from going out with everyone, you would do it in a heartbeat. You felt disgusted in yourself, this was akin to having sex with a sibling for you. Even though you didn't say anything, the expression you held and the way you chewed the inside of your cheek spoke volumes. Toji didn't seem to miss that. "In my experience," He broke the silence, "The best way to get over regrettable sex is to have unregrettable sex." Your eyes locked with his, throat suddenly becoming dry. "Where was that keen parenting when you were raising Megumi?" You meant to sound bitter, but it came out as a whisper. He chuckled at your meek attempt to halt the conversation. He decided to ignore it. "I'm giving you a line, it's up to you if you wanna grab it or not." He leaned back over the counter as he spoke, hand coming down to your knee and inching, painstakingly slowly, up your leg. "If I know anything-" "Do you?" He gripped your thigh, it must have been hard enough to bruise, but the look in his eye was more dangerous than his hands. Instinctively, you pressed your thighs together, heart racing and God you hoped he couldn't hear it. "I'm an expert at fucking," Toji's tone dropped, viridescent eyes drinking in your flustered appearance, but stopping at where his hand was on your upper thigh. His grip loosened, gently caressing the skin there. "After I'm done with you, Megumi'll be the last thing on your mind. You want to feel good?" Everything that had happened today, all of your regrets, all your frustration, your humiliation, came crashing down on you, it fogged your mind. Toji was undeniably attractive, you've known that since the moment you met him. If you do this, there's no turning back. "What do you think?" He pressed, his hand moving up to the seam of your shorts. Fuck it. "What... did you have in mind?" The predatory grin that split his face made you surge with fear and delight, watching his scar pull taught in the most deliciously tantalizing way. "Why don't I show you?"

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hotwings0203 · 3 years

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Okay I’m at work rn and I just got this weird ass call at the front desk. This dude called asking for a reservation and I was like aight lemme transfer you to our reservations department, and the dude was like “it’s my wife’s birthday.” I said “oh well tell her I said happy birthday,” AND THEN he was like “it’s actually our anniversary.” And I was like “…okay…tell her I said happy anniversary??” AND THEN WHEN I TRIED TELLING HIM THAT I WAS GONNA TRANSFER HIM AGAIN HE WAS ALL “wait before you do, I have to tell you something.” And I was like OKAY MAN JUST HURRY UP IDFC he said “my wife says you look beautiful today.” And then I hung up the muthafuckin phone cuz who the FUCK was I to deal w that bs💀💀 sooo, in honor of that I’m gonna write a lil’ shigaraki thing that was inspired by that phone call

Tw:stalking, creepy shiggy, noncon implication, cultish behavior?

You awake to your phone ringing at your bedside table. It’s in the AM, maybe 2 or 3. The night is quiet save for the dull buzzing next to you, and the whispers of the wind spiraling through the trees outside your window.

Bewilderingly, you grope around in the darkness to locate your phone before picking it up and cracking open a bleary eye to check the caller ID.

UNKNOWN CALLER

Extremity begrudgingly, you hit the green button.

“Hello?” Your voice comes out groggy and coarse from your slumber remnants.

“Beautiful girl”

Both eyes are open now.

“Who is this?”

“You don’t know me…but I know you.” The voice across the line is almost as raspy as yours yet slightly shaky. There’s a weird clicking noise in the background.

“Who the fuck is this, and why are you calling me at-“ you turn your head to check the analog next to you. “-three thirty four in the morning?”

“Because I wanted to formally introduce myself as your new owner.”

“My new-what?” You snap and lift yourself on one elbow. Just because of the chill that races down your spine, you squint around the darkness of your apartment. No one was there, so then why couldn’t you shake the feeling someone was watching you?

“You heard me, pretty cockslut. In a few days from now, I’ll be waiting for you, right at your door. I’ll have a collar and leash waiting for you so you can properly be my little bitch in heat.”

Your hands unconsciously fist the sheets underneath you, and you try not to let your voice wobble when you respond.

“I’m-is hanging up now you sick fuck. Don’t call this number again, or else I’ll track your number and call the police.” But you find that when you try to tap the red button, the call still continues. You hit the button again, but no difference. You start to frantically turn your phone off and fiddle with the volume buttons to wake your screen out of its frozen state but the call still continues, the person on the other line keeps rambling.

“What did you do to my phone?”

“Whatever I need to do to talk to you one on one. Tell me Y/N, would you prefer your dog bowl in pink or red?”

“I’m not choosing either, fucking bastard. Tell me who you are!”

“Aww, come on now, be an obedient pet. Use your big girl words and let your master know what you like. It’s the only time I’m being nice, I’d take the opportunity if I were you.” The clicking on the other side of the call multiples, as if we were typing away at dozens of keyboards.

“I’m calling the police.” You spring up from your bed and search the room for another landline phone or anything where you could contact someone. This was insane, you weren’t putting up with this bullshit.

“Sure, go right ahead. I can’t wait for them to see you naked, on your hands and knees, pussy drooling and mouth watering while you suck my cock in front of them.”

You yell in frustration and panic as the clicking noise grows louder, the volume swallowing up your thoughts and musings.

“Fuck, what the hell is that noise?” You raise your voice now, your remaining sleep swept away in the currents of adrenaline.

“We’re all waiting for you, Y/N. You’re such a pretty girl, don’t you wanna share some of that beauty with us? We wanna see you mouth opening, face down ass up for us, working your pussy on all of our cocks. We wanna see you getting fucked against all the surfaces of your new home, against the windows, on the basement floor, in the shower, on the bed. I wanna be on top though, above everyone else under and over you, would my little bitch in heat like that?”

Your mouth opens and closes, but no sound comes out. It’s silent outside, as if the world were holding its breath on the same moment as you. But on the other end of the phone, you could hear it.

Along with the clicking, there were moans. Different pitches and tempos, but the grunts and groans were definitely audible. He spoke above them, claiming his place above his subjects.

“Oh no, did I scare you off already? It’s okay, you’ll get used to us soon enough. Think of this as training. You’ll soon know your place well enough once initiation starts. All your holes will be open-“

The moans grow louder. They gasp so loud you’d think they were being murdered. The clicking grows evermore.

“-And you’ll be out on display for all of us to touch, and feel, and taste, and listen to while you just take it, take it, take it like the good little bitch I’ll force you to be”

“Leave me alone!” You half sob as you run over and pick up your phone, looking around wildly and unsure of what to do.

“I’ll plug you with so many drugs and chemicals that you’ve never even heard of just so that you’ll crawl to me on all fours and beg me to fill you up again, with anything I want.”

“You’ll kill yourself just to be anything to me”

You think you hear the groaning and sighing on the other end evolve into screams of satisfaction, but you can’t tell over the ringing in your own ears.

“So sleep well my precious babyslut. I’ll come for you soon enough.”

And the line goes dead

#idk wtf this was sorry #incel shigaraki #mha #bnha #mha smut #shigaraki imagine #shigaraki smut #shigaraki x reader #yandere shigaraki #mha shigaraki #bnha shigaraki #tw: cult mention #tw: stalking #bnha smut

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The Hollandairé | t.h.

pairing: ceo!tom x ceo! reader

word count: 16k+

synopsis: exes cross paths on a big event. will they be able to forget each other's mistakes?

warnings: language, sexual innuendos, mentions of an anxiety attack (if you squint), talks about miscarriage, my favourite angst.

a/n: well, well, well im back from a very shitty writers block! look at me, writing angst with exes? oof. can you tell that i absolutely love angst and makeouts in the end? i was somehow inspired by 'idfc' by blackbear to write this fic lol. it took some time and ofcourse i went overboard with it, so hope you enjoy! don't forget to like and reblog! (i even made a moodboard kinda thing uwuwu)

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"Conan I won't hesitate to knee you in the crotch if you don't stop pulling me off this sofa right this second" You tell your roommate, who is desperately trying to get you to go to a gala with him. Being a CEO brings its pros and cons. Pros being, you have a private jet, you're your own boss and you can shout at people with a reason. Cons being, annoyingly nice roommates. You had just shifted to a penthouse in downtown London with your friend Conan, because you refused to stay alone in this bigass house. (You tried living alone once, you were bored to death)

"Conan leave me alone yoo!" You said whining and hunching back into the sofa.

"Get the fuck up and get ready for the launch dude you promised me you wouldn't leave me hanging" Conan shouts over the voice of the t.v. blaring in the background. You pull you hand away from his grip and reach for the remote to shut off the t.v., focusing back on this tall red-headed figure in front of you.

"You know I don't like fancy shit." You grumble.

"It's YOUR fancy shit, get up Y/N." He says and reaches for your arms now, finally making you stand.

"Call Laura, I really don't want to go." You say pulling your phone out from your back pocket and handing it to him.

"If you haven't realised, your manager is the one who forced me to force you to attend the introduction of your fashion line" He fights back.

"- and Y/N. Hey, look at me. You've dreamt of this for how long? Almost all your life. And if you miss the chance to see your empire expand, it's gonna be devastating. You'll obviously miss the fashion show who's got the actual Rudy Pankow walking on a ramp, you'll also miss the opportunity to see people happy with YOUR work. Now get your ass up and get ready." He says and leaves the room, to get ready himself.

It's not that you don't want to go, you really do. Afterall, all of it is your hardwork. But the reason you're not going is because of that asshole. That asshole with whom you used to go out with once, the one who's current goal is to bring you down. The one and only, Tom Holland. You two used to date at some point, the ones who were in love actually, but the rivalry you two have got going on now has lead to you two knowing too much about each other. More than you know about yourself, the other knows it all. Small arguments turned into big ones, that eventually lead to the two of you leaving each other alone. You don't want to go because whenever you meet him, it all turns up into a big mess and your night is typically ruined, and you weren't in the mood for that, atleast not today. He's just a narcissistic bitch who thinks of nothing but degrading you. And that's the reason you don't want to go. Because you know if you talk to him one more time, these banters will persuade you.

But you do realise that you have to go. You have to go because you haven't gone to the last two launches for your perfume and swim line as well, and if you don't go today, Laura will actually end you.

So you just chug all your tea, leaving the kitchen with a grunt to go get ready.

"Hey Marco, can you send in that pantsuit I got done the other day? Look over for modifications if possible, although it looks great in just the solid colour, and please get it drycleaned." You tell your designer over the phone, to which he agreed and you go into your room to get your hair and makeup done.

"Wear a dress to the launch of your fashion line when it gets famous, yeah?"

"Pantsuits all the way Holland, you know I hate dresses."

"I know you do."

You remember the faint memory from over two years ago, that dream actually coming true, just without the person you dreamt it with.

You put your hair in a low bun with a middle part, giving you a classy formal look, and you do a almost non existent makeup look, only your eyes bold to accent with your outfit. Marco drops off the forest green pantsuit at your house, you giving it a twist with wearing a lace corset beneath the blazer.

"I look hot." You told yourself.

You and Conan leave for the event, you fidgeting in between 15 minute durations, Conan reassuring you that he'll be with you until the night ends.

That didn't last long. You lost Conan as soon as you entered the venue, so you occupied yourself with having conversations with other company owners, hearing how they're doing in the industry, blah blah blah.

"Do I look like I care?" You say to yourself.

You move ahead, only to cross paths with the one and only. He was wearing a cherry coloured perfectly tailored suit, adding a hint of Tom with the glasses. He looked good.

"And what do I owe this pleasure, Ms. Y/N?" He says, twirling his champagne glass in his hands.

"Look Holland I really don't have time for this shit, please take a goodie bag on your way home" You say with a bit of sass and start to move away, only to get your arm held back, making you bump in his chest.

"I see you wore the pantsuit you always wanted to wear at your event, angel " He says, making you pull away from him.

"Don't ever call me that again, and this is a warning." You were about to continue further with your answer, but you were utterly shocked to see the person in front of you.

"Is that the Y/N Y/L/N, in person, the one who's way too busy to answer my phone calls?" He says, making you laugh a bit.

"Jaeden?" You say, laughing heartily.

"In the flesh, tigeress." He says, doing grabby hands at you as an indication to pull you in a hug. You oblige and walk towards him and give him the biggest bear hug you've given anyone in two years. You pull back just to hit him on the chest once, playfully ofcourse.

"Tigeress. Oof haven't heard that in a while" You keep your conversation going on with Jaeden, while Tom is absolutely dumbfounded about whatever just happened in these past few seconds.

There's this hot guy named Jason or whatever, who calls you 'tigeress' and you aren't pestering him for calling you with a nickname but you definitely were ready to give Tom a piece of your mind when he called you 'angel'? Who is this guy?

Tom goes off to find Conan, who was situated at the bar downing a shot of tequila.

"Hey who's that guy Jason?" He asks him, pointing towards you and Jaeden in the middle of the hall.

"You mean Jaeden?" He says, biting onto a slice of lemon.

"Yeah whatever who is he?" Tom asks again, turning towards to bartender asking for a glass of whiskey.

"Why do you want to know?" Conan shoots back.

"Just curious. Can you just fucking tell me now?" Tom tries again, getting frustrated now.

"Chill dude. Jaeden used to work with Y/N a long time ago. He had this crush on her for like forever, but then Y/N went in for entrepreneurship and they were just not in contact with each other." He says.

"Crush huh?" Tom says, gripping onto his glass so tight that his knuckles almost turned white.

"Why do you look like you're about to murder someone?" Conan asks, getting concerned.

"Because I might." Tom says, grinding his teeth while forcing a smile.

The night goes by pretty smoothly, for you. You and Jaeden were clinged to each other almost the whole night, and then Tom watching you both from a distance, trying not to snap hard at people. He just took enough of it, he had to do something. He wasn't really sure why was he jealous, 'maybe because you love her' his heart said, but his mind crossing paths with a 'no you don't' in the middle. He was in a dilemma, but was mostly leaning towards his heart's side. He finally got up from his seat and walked towards you.

"Y/L/N." He says, keeping his composure.

"Yes?" You turn around to come face to face with him, laughing on something Jaeden had said.

"Board of Directors want to meet you on third floor. I was going that way only, wanted to inform you." He says.

"Oh okay. Jaeden I'll be back in a few. And tell me about that Mario Kart incident." You say, your laughter dying as you walk towards the elevator, motioning Tom to move as well. You both enter the elevator and you click the button for third floor.

"So Jaeden's a long lost friend, I assume?" He tries to small talk, failing miserably.

"Yeah, I used to work with him a long time back. Why do you ask?" You say, being the nicest you've been to Tom in two years.

"Just making small talk. So, exactly how long ago, you used to work with him?" He tries again.

"A really long time ago." You tell him.

"When we were dating?" He says, hesitating.

The elevator dings and you reach third floor, both of you moving into a very empty hallway.

"Why do you care Tom?" You say, making him frustrated even more.

"Because you're my fucking ex-girlfriend whom I'm worried about because that asshole has a mega crush on you" He says, making you jerk your head towards him.

"How many whiskeys have you had?" You ask him, because he was sounding oblivious that's for sure.

You turn around to open the meeting room to find it empty, making you glare at Tom once again.

"Why the fuck did you bring me up here Holland, where's the meeting?" You say, narrowing your eyes towards him.

"There is no meeting Y/N, the Board didn't show up this year, remember?" He says moving and fidgeting around the room.

"Then why did you bring me up here, dumbass?" That put him over the edge. He starts walking towards you making you take a few steps back, finally cornering you in the room.

"Because that guy is fucking flirting with you Y/N. That guy has been roaming around the whole night with my girl, touching and hugging my girl in front of me and you expect me to keep my calm? Huh? I don't fucking care okay? You're supposed to be mine and I was a jerk who let you go. I can't stand seeing you with other people. What the fuck is wrong with you Y/N, why did you leave me?!" He shouts at you, making your blood boil even more.

You push him back and stand in front of him, glaring as if you were going to rip his head off.

"No Tom, YOU left me, alright? I cried almost every night after that day when you left, and you didn't even have the empathy to give me a call. You, are too self-absorbed, and not me Tom. It was all you. I haven't been to even one of my launches just because I know you'll be there, you'll be there to put me down again. And why the fuck do you care about whom I talk to huh?" You shout at him.

"Why would I come to every single one of your launches Y/N?! To see you! To see the person who understood me more than I did, just to fucking see your face and calm my nerves!" He shouts back. He moves towards you and holds you chin to put your eyes at his eye level.

"Look at me Y/N. Look at me. Did we mean anything to you? Did I mean anything to you? Look at me in the eyes and tell me you never loved me. Tell me I meant nothing to you and I'll leave this second. Tell me that this was all a lie." He says, making your eyes water.

"You know I can't tell you that."

"Then why do you keep hurting me Y/N?! You hurt me so much! You left me when I needed you the most! I wanted you and you weren't there-" He shouts again.

"SHUT UP TOM, SHUT UP! Stop it! Stop! Please. Stop." You're crying hysterically now, hunching up in a corner trying to calm yourself down. Tom immediately sees it and runs towards you holding your hands and cradling them.

"Hey, hey Y/N. Look at me, look at me baby. It's Tom. Hey baby. I'm here, yeah? I'm here. Stop crying come on babe, please. Love, look at me. I'm here." He says, now running his hand over your cheeks wiping your tears.

"Go away. Go away from me." Is all you say, which makes his ears perk and brings water to his eyes.

He stands up and moves out of the room, closing the door just to hear you crying again. He sits down on the floor with his back on the door now, crying, waiting for you to say something.

"Please, open the door." He says, bursting into tears and hugging himself with his arms, wishing it was you.

Fifteen minutes pass by and you still haven't said anything. Tom misses you so much, and it was so fucked up of you to leave him like this. He was hurt, but he could never stop loving you. Ever.

"Losing you would be a nightmare that I'd beg to be awaken from everyday." You say opening the door, your eyes blood red, hair disheveled making Tom look at you, whose eyes were blood red too.

"What?"

"I was pregnant, Tom." You tell him, making his eyes widen and holding your hand for comfort.

"The day-" You clear your throat "The day we fought is when we lost the baby. I was going to tell you I was pregnant that day, but then that happened." You were crying a bit more now, but still held you composure so you can handle Tom from now.

"The argument gave me too much stress and, and it was affecting the baby so as soon as you left, um, my stomach started aching really badly and, and yeah we lost our baby then. That's why I left." You say, you were crying on his shoulder now, intentionally ignoring his reaction because you knew it would hurt him.

"We, we- lost our baby?" He says, a bit shocked but choking on his tears. You remain silent.

"Hey, hey. Listen. It's okay. It wasn't your fault. It was mine. I shouldn't have fought with you. You were already really worried and I just added onto your pressure. I'm so sorry baby I'm so so sorry." He was full-on crying now, he sniffled in your neck because he was too afraid to show his emotions.

"It wasn't your fault Tommy, it was ours." You say, running your hand in his curls. The way you missed his chestnut curls. It was all good again, well atleast you hoped.

Tommy. That always brought butterflies in his stomach.

You talked everything out in the bathroom, while washing your faces and cleaning up. You both understood that everything was going back to normal, just like the old times. One conversation lead to another, and you spent two hours on the bathroom floor just laughing and having gossip.

"It's been a while." You say laughing, looking at your watch.

"Yeah."

"Why did you say 'my girl' Tom?" You ask him directly.

"Hm?"

"You called me 'my girl' in the conference room. Why?" You tell him, and he instantly remembers that he did do that.

"You're in my head almost everyday Y/N. Even when you're not supposed to be. It shouldn't have been this hard letting go, but it was. I still love you, even if you don't." He says, taking some tissue paper off the counter.

"Who said I don't love you?" You say, making his eyes widen.

"Wha- wh- what are you implying here?" He stumbles upon his words, making you laugh.

"I still love you, you goof."

"Y/N you have to be serious you're making me want things I can't have." He says wholeheartedly.

You say nothing but grab him by his collar and kiss him with full force. After two years, you felt those soft lips on yours again, reminiscing every moment you had missed in these past years. They felt the same, soft and plump, just as if they were made for you. They fit in with yours like a puzzle, that was meant to be solved by these two hearts which were tangled, but now, in a right way. Tom kissed back almost immediately, feeling your lips was like a dream come true. A recurrent dream in his mind. You both pull back to see red and puffy lips and give out a light laugh. He doesn't stop, he keeps leaving peppery kisses all over your face mumbling sweet words again and again.

"I missed you so, so much angel." he says leaving a kiss on your nose.

"I missed you too bubba." you say leaving a small peck on his lips.

"Let's go now, we've been here for almost two hours." You start to move towards the door, but get pulled back by your waist.

"Tell Jaeden to maintain distance, yeah?" He says.

"Or what?" You say in a playful tone.

"Babygirl, I think you've forgotten what I'm capable of." He says, kissing your neck.

"I think I have. And stop kissing me I look shit." You say, laughing.

"I really don't care. You still look hot and I'm trying not to kiss you senseless right now." He says leaving another harsh suck on your skin, which can hopefully be covered by your blazer.

"Are you going to eyefuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?" You say, now kissing Tom's sweet spot.

"Finish this event in the next half an hour. I'll see you at my house babe." He says leaving one last peck on your lips.

You both reach downstairs after fixing your makeup and hair, you reach upto the stage and and hold onto the mic.

"Thankyou all for attending the event. We look forward to having more business with you! Don't forget to post something about our line 'The Hollandairé' on your social media platforms and don't forget to tag us! We are, The Y/L/N's thankyou have a good night!"

He listen to you and smirks to himself, because you do do what you say.

"I'm going to name my first fashion line 'The Hollandairé' " You say making a banner with your hands.

"And I'll be right with you then baby" He says, kissing your cheek.

Looks like he kept his promise too.

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