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Ok i Just found my new fav writer 🤍so i NEED to ask this ( do It only if you want)
What about an ellie x fem!reader where they go out on Patrol ,they run into a lot of zombies of every type , ellie gets bit and reader sees It so now ellie needs to explain the whole immunity thing and reader believes her ,
They go back to Jackson where Joel (lets Say he skipped golf lessons this time) finds out and freaks out and gets mad at ellie cause She wasnt supposed to tell anyone so he wants ellie to break up with reader but ellie doesnt want to so they fight and ellie goes back to reader for comfort
Its up to you if Joel and ellie fix this whole argument thing
(also Sorry if my english Is perfect🤍)
hiii anon <33 first of all i’m so honored u consider me ur fav writer i never expected to get so much love from the community so fast im rlly grateful to all of u hehe <33 . anyway , i rlly love ur idea !! i decided to write a short drabble instead because i’m working on another fic but i still wanna post some stuff while i’m working on that , hope ur fine w that 🥹🩷 ( note : this is an alternate universe where ellie already forgave joel and they were starting to fix their relationship .. also this might be kinda ooc especially joel bc i’ve never written him before eheh )
— 𓆩♥︎𓆪 —
you weren’t sure how it happened. you were only gone for a second, you swore, and somehow ellie got bit. you knew it was a bad idea to leave her in a room full of clickers, but you knew she was strong and should’ve been able to clear them out with ease. the second you saw the small bite mark on her hand, you realized what had happened. your heart sank. in a panic, you burst into tears and kept apologizing over and over for about 15 minutes until ellie was able to calm you down and explained to you that she’s immune, leaving out the details of the whole situation with joel and the fireflies. of course, you didn’t believe her. it seemed ridiculous. how the hell would someone be immune and not be out there in some lab being researched or whatever, like in movies?
it took you a while to believe her, but eventually, you did. you helped wrap her hand with bandages so no one would see the note mark, because the less people knew, the better.
you were distraught for the rest of the day. you felt horrible. she kept telling you there’s no need to keep apologizing, but you still felt the need to. what if that had been someone else? what if ellie wasn’t immune? how the hell was she immune in the first place? so many questions ran through your head.
later that night, you laid awake still thinking about today. you were disappointed with yourself for what you did, yet still so confused.
you heard some knocking on your window, and looked out to see ellie. you opened your window and let her in. she sat on your bed next to you.
“what’re you doing here?” you asked.
“just wanted to check on you,” she replied, “and. uh. joel’s kinda mad.”
you were confused. you wondered how he even found out, but it’s like she read your mind and answered.
“i told him about what happened today. just casually. and he completely lost it.”
— 𓆩♥︎𓆪 —
“i can’t believe that girl let you get bit.” joel wasn’t even looking ellie in the eye. he was extremely disappointed in both of you.
“it wasn’t her fuckin’ fault, joel! i didn’t think anything bad would happen either! if you’re gonna blame anyone, blame me-“
“i’m blamin’ the both of you! what the fuck did you think was gonna happen back there? leaving you in a room full of clickers to fend for yourself? now one more person knows about you bien’ immune and all. god knows if she can even keep a secret.”
“what the fuck makes you think shes just gonna tell everyone? she’s not like that at all. why the hell are you acting like you don’t know that-“
“why the hell are you actin’ like that girl’s any good for you? all she does is get you into trouble.”
ellie went silent. she was shocked at how different he was acting. all this time he had been so nice to you, not once showing a sign of not trusting you or disliking you. she was conflicted, and in the heat of the moment, she just turned around and left, fuming with anger. she was starting to wonder if joel was actually right, but realized that was such a stupid thought. the worst part is, she wasn’t even sure if he meant it. now she didn’t know what to do. just as they were starting to fix things, life threw another curveball at them.
— 𓆩♥︎𓆪 —
you were hurt by what ellie was saying. his words just further fueled the thoughts in the back of your mind saying that this was all your fault. but ellie realized this and tried her best to comfort you. she kept saying it wasn’t your fault, that she fucked up too, that she’s sure he didn’t mean it and he was just angry. while you were hurt by his words, that wasn’t your main concern. you thought about how this incident just further damaged their already broken bond that they’ve been trying to fix these days. you felt like because of you, all that progress was thrown away in less than 24 hours. and it was an ugly feeling. you felt even worse than you did before, and you didn’t know what to do.
“ellie..” you placed your hand on hers, “i’m sorry.” you started to tear up.
“hey..” she pulled you close and hugged you.
“it’s just.. i don’t know what exactly happened with you and joel. you don’t have to tell me. and everything is getting better now and i’m just scared i’ve ruined it and i just-“
“hey,” she interrupted you, “don’t worry about that, okay? it’s not your fault. i’ll.. i’ll figure it out. you don’t have to worry about me and joel. we’ll be fine.”
“are you going to forgive him for it?”
“i’m not sure,” she sighed. “if he didn’t mean it, maybe. but if he did, i doubt i can.”
“i don’t want you to lose progress with him just because of me..”
“we’ll be fine. please.. just.. stop worrying, okay?”
you nodded hesitantly.
while the guilt of possibly extending the process of ellie’s forgiveness of joel would continue to exist within you, at least for as long as it took her to finally reconcile with him, you were grateful to have her by your side. and you were sure to be with her every step of the way.
#arielle’s drabbles ୨୧#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams#the last of us#ellie x reader#the last of us 2#tlou#tlou 2#ellie williams x you#tlou x reader#joel miller#ellie and joel
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Teddy bear - 4 : what the fuck??
*⁀➷synopsis ! : on your birthday one of your best friends, soobin, gifts you an adorable teddy bear. you keep it all day once he gave it to you, carrying the adorable thing around for your entire birthday day and going to sleep with it that night. the next morning you wake up with.. a man in the place of your precious bear?! he doesn't have a name and he looks at you like you hung all the stars and.. did he just say he WAS the bear?
"i still dont get why this would help anything." taehyun mumbled while he unlocked yn's front door, kai bouncing on the balls of his feet next to him.
"what if there is somebody there though? wouldnt that be crazy! plus we get to tease her about it for weeks!" kai responded easily with a laugh.
"if she gets super pissed its not my fault..." taehyun just said before turning the nob and pushing open the door.
kai was quick to peek his head in and look around, the living room and kitchen looking quite empty.
"man.." the taller boy mumbled disappointedly before stepping inside with taehyun close behind him. the two took of their shoes like good guests before taehyun made a beeline towards the couch.
"you can explore or whatever on your own, ill be here." he stated towards kai, flopping down onto the couch. kai gave a thumbs up and smile in response before beginning to look around.
honestly, he didnt actually think somebody was here. it was just because he was bored and it would be funny surprising yn when she got home. either way, he still wanted to look around.
kai immediately went to the bedroom, if he was hiding someone hed definitely put them there. at first glance the room was empty, not a person in sight. but then, he noticed something on the other side of the bed.
was that brown hair?!
hold on, someone was actually here??
"hello?" kai asked in confusion, quickly walking over to peek behind the bed to see a male sitting on the floor. the mans eyes widened when he saw kai and he backed up a bit.
"yns gonna kill me....she'll be so mad.." the man mumbled softly, bringing a hand up to bite his nail.
"hold on... who are you?! why is yn hiding you? oh my GOD are you guys fuck buddies or something?? since when was she so...so..so devious!" kai quickly began to interrogate the male, just ask shocked as the man on the floor.
"i..um.." the man stuttered nervously, looking around the room frantically. now that kai was getting a good look at him, he did seem pretty distressed. he began to feel a bit bad, he was really freaking this guy out huh?
"oh.. im not mad or anything im just.. confused? come on, lets go to the living room with taehyun." kai consoled him carefully, holding out a hand to help the man up. hesitantly, the guy took kais hand and let himself be pulled up.
then, kais eyes zeroed in on the literal ears on the guys head.
"YOU HAVE BEAR EARS?!" kai them exclaimed loudly, causing the guy to jump. "thats so cute!"
the guy just sheepishly smiled, obviously nervous as kai led him to the living room.
"tae you will not believe what i found in her room!" kai called out, almost giddy. taehyun looked up from his phone before his eyes focused on the guy standing next to his best friend.
".....what the fuck??"
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She's so nice.
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x reader x Eddie Munson.
Tw: cheating, mention of sex, some cursing, Billy being a shit, reader being a shit, Eddie kind of being a shit.
Note: this was inspired by the song "she's so nice" by pink guy, I love that song even its the most disgusting song, well enjoy and yall now, if yall see some error let me know. Song by the end of the shot.
Billy didn't care about anything else than him, and of course, his dick, so when Eddie "the freak" Munson got on his nerves, saying how bad he was at playing basketball and praising and feeding Steve Harrington's ego, he was done with him.
Eddie has a pretty girlfriend, you, a girl way out of his league, Billy thought.
He always wondered how someone like you, ended up with someone like Eddie, and not him.
And what he meant by "ending with him" was letting him fuck your brain out.
So Eddie bothering him, was just the perfect excuse to finally get to fuck his girlfriend, and maybe, even beat Munson out.
You loved going out, Eddie didn't, he often dropped you in some stupid party, and went back to his house.
Billy, who also loved going out, knew that a party was the perfect escenario to finally commit his plan.
It was friday, so that mean, party on Tina's house.
Billy got ready, smiling to himself in the mirror, grab his key and drive to the house.
When Billy arrived, you were already there.
He waited a little, getting himself kinda drunk, while watching you.
When he felt that it was time, he walked towards you, smiling with confidence.
"Hey pretty."
"Oh, hi Billy, how are you?." You were so fucking nice and pretty that Billy thought he was going to cum in his pants.
That was another reason why he was mad at the freak, he got the nicest and prettiest girl to be his girlfriend.
"I was good, better now that I see you." He flirted.
You rolled your eyes playfully. "Yeah? Why?." You asked smiling, the thing was, you always has a thing for Billy, and now being kind of tipsy, wasn't helping your flirtatious nature.
"If you come with me, I'll tell you." He whispered in your ear, making goosebumps appear on your skin.
"Okay." You giggled.
Billy took you to some secret spot in a lake, where of course he fucked the hell out of you in the back of his Camaro.
You didn't feel bad about Eddie, you liked him, but you didn't love him, he was weird, didn't know how to have a girlfriend, and you two were always fighting.
So when Eddie decided to talk shit to Billy again, he just laughed with the most malicious laugh ever.
"Hey Munson, when you go down on your girl tonight, tell me how my motherfucking dick taste." He yelled.
"What did you say?." Eddie got closer to Billy, gritting his teeth.
"You heard me, but you know, she's so fucking nice, and sweet, she even let me fuck her tits." Billy pretended to clean some dust on Eddie's shirt.
"That's bullshit. Don't talk about my girl like that, or I would kill you." Eddie pushed Billy, making the last laugh.
"Come one freak, this is just showing how none of this hoes its worth a dime."
And that was when Eddie landed the first hit on Billy's jaw. This one was taken back by the action, landing on the floor laughing. By this point there was a public watching.
"You know what it's the best about all this." Billy talked "that she is really so nice, that im gonna keep her by my side, and threat her right, not like you, freak." Eddie got on top of billy to keep beating him.
"Bullshit, she would never do that."
"She knows about you little meeting with Chrissy." Billy whispered in a mocking manner "So now, she comes to me every night, so I fuck her and comfort her."
"Eddie, get off him." They both turned around when they heard you.
"You didn't fuck him, did you?."
"Yes I did, get off, now." You were mad at this point.
"Why?." Eddie whispered looking at your eyes.
"Ask the cheerleader." You say turning to Billy.
"Next time you call me a hoe, im the one beating you." You say while he wrapped an arm around your shoulder.
"I'm sorry." Billy laughed.
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The Filler Fanfic
Chapter Index
The Filler, is series as a filler scenes that delve into the character and relationship development of the Bottoms characters. Started originally as Josie and Isabel, but has gone on to cover expand over different characters and events that happened after fight club.
Authors Note: Im still lowkey shocked by how much this took off…y’all are super reallllll for that❤️❤️❤️ Thnx to all who have supported & left comments, it has been such a fun journey.
Chapter 1 - Somethings Abrewin
Chapter 2 - This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things
While Isabel's feelings for Josie are blossoming, and there might be a mutual attraction, the question lingers: Are the other parts of Isabel's life ready to embrace the girl's new crush and growing self confidence?
Chapter 3 - Moths To A Flame
There's no question in Josie's mind that she's going to be there for Isabel, no matter what. A magnetic force seems to draw them together, like moths irresistibly drawn to a flame. As their connection deepens, the question lingers: is it worth basking in the warmth if there's a risk of getting burned?
Chapter 4 - Bestfriends in Law
The aftermath of PJ and Hazel’s blowup in Fight Club, as well as Brittany and Isabel’s confrontation in the hallway from Chapter 2, all from the perspective of PJ and Brittany. This chapter will be Brittany and PJ character and relationship development-focused, with, of course, mentions of Isabel and Josie.
Chapter 5 - Forevers Gonna Start…Tomorrow
The characters are grappling with a lot of different things during the night of the canon bedroom scene. Join them.
Chapter 6 - Gal Pals
Read to see how the day of the pep rally unfolds. A compilation of drama, secrets, angst and unexpected feelings.... Isabel and Brittany pov centric. This chapter delves into the complexities of the story's relationships, loyalty, and the struggle to navigate the blurred lines between friendship and romance.
Chapter 7 - Alone
Inspired by “Alone” by Heart. This chapter revolves around the day of the "game", and what goes on beyond it. It explores the aftermath of all the canon events, and the impact it had on the characters.
Chapter 8 - After Midnight
Inspired by “After Midnight” by Chapelle Roan. Are drunk words sober thoughts? Do good things happen after midnight? The victory party is wild, but certainly not wilder than everything that happened after the party. In this chapter, we officially introduce Hazel into the madness.
Chapter 9 - Eyes Without A Face
Inspired by “Eyes without a face” by Billy Idol. New relationships have a way of turning everything topsy-turvy, and for the girls, there are some new lesson about to unfold.
This chapter is set on the eve of winter break, a mere three weeks after the Huntington ass-kicking, the after-party chaos, and Isabel and Brittany's fiery feud on the lawn.
Chapter 10 - Bizarre Love Triangle
Inspired by “Bizarre Love Triangle” by New Order. What would you do to save face?
Chapter 11 - Burned
Chapter 12 - Tip The Weight That Makes The Whole Thing Shift
Inspired by “Getting To Me” by Caroline Rose. What happens during winter break after Mina's party.
Chapter 13 - Prep Committee
Who knew Prep Committee could be so scandalous.
Chapter 14 - A Friend In Need
Some things just can't be ignored.
Chapter 15 - Goodnight n Go
Should it be this hard to say goodnight?
Chapter 16 - Complicated.
Things are complicated.
Chapter 17 - Two Can Play At That
Chapter 18 - How You Get The Girl
Chapter 19 - The Crowned Jewel
"Wear a fabulous smile, great jewelry and know that you are totally and utterly in control." - Donatella Versace💜
Chapter 20 - Some Freaky Shit
Inspired by “Freak” by Doja Cat. This town has a lot of freaky shit happening in it. 🍋 🚨
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CASSIDY MICHAEL AND ROXY!!!!!
YAAYYY
sorry for answering like two weeks late btw 💀💀💀💀 ignore rhattt
(i wanted 2 do all three but like theres practically no canon information about cassidy.. this shit a travesty forreal. like what do we even know about her besides some logbook and ucn stuff. Sighh............ so just mikey n roxy i GUESS)
michaelllll
favorite thing about them: either the way he just watches that little vampire soap opera every night (So silly) or the fact he can draw. his little drawings in the logbook...
least favorite thing about them: him being a little BITCH in fnaf4. he was straiggt up INFURIATING. if i ever encountered 1983 mike its ON SIGHT
favorite line: "he tripped and fell on freddys teeth not our fault" <-ITS SO FUNNY TO ME WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM . that or his whole "i should be dead but im not im going to come find you" speech it was pretty cool tbh. he ate
brOTP: Does he even have friends. wait do him and helpy count theyre so silly. freak corpse father and little toy bear son... im not sure what does and doesnt count as a brotp lmao
OTP: dont really care that much for shipping him but jeremike is soo fun :3 i like them
nOTP: ummm idk i guess just. Not the icky stuff yk. cant really think of anything else
random headcanon: i personally lov the idea that he kinda designed foxy. like he came up w the idea in like a drawing. i think its neat
unpopular opinion: idk exactly how unpopular this is but ive seen a loott of people saying it and. i dont think mike was mean 2 evan bc elizabeth died and he took it out on him or Whatever tf it is people think (i also dont even think she was dead at this point. imo) i think he was just mean bc. he just was mean yk. he just enjoyed being mean to ev and scaring him. as older brothers often do. i just dont think there was some deeper reason i really believe he was just being mean for the sake of fucking w his sibling. side note i dont think he ever wouldve taken it as far as the bite incident on his own i think that was jst a special case bc his bullying was being super enabled by his equally dickheaded friends. ykwim? not like he wasnt at fault he absolutely was but like i think it was a mob mentality kinda thing. if thta even makes sense. Anyway
song i associate with them: cop car by mitski.... something something "i will never die" Also michael afton + dog metaphor makes me insane
favorite picture of them:
he is Lookingg..
roxyy!!!
favorite thing about them: i LOVE her design. and also her personality. shes just a really cool and interesting character as a whole i like what theyve done in creating her. Ok thats not really a fav thing ermm im gonna go w her design cuz it goes so hard
least favorite thing about them: shes a gregory hater and i cannot get behind that !! Sorry queen u fell off
favorite line: def either "sign up today and be a WINNER! nobody likes a loser 🙄🙄" (i love the way she says it its so funny 2 me) or "i remember because you are number one—twice :)" (aww CRIES)
brOTP: do her and cassie count. Theyre everything. i really do not think i am understanding brotp correctly but its not like theres that many options either. whatevr. OOHhhh yk what i really fw roxy-freddy friendship. their dynamic intrigues me....
OTP: also not big on shipping for roxy but i yhink roxica is cutee ^_^
nOTP: umm i have no idea actualky. lmao
random headcanon: she is a #lesbian she kisses girls shes a big fan of women etc u get it. also hc that when kids go in her green room and they play the racing arcade machine she starts backseat gaming them like crazy . shes just mad she cant play the game herself lmao
unpopular opinion: umm i dont think i really have one Question mark.. tbh i feel like people dont talk about roxy that much so im not sure what Is a popular opinion. people should talk about her more shes interesting
song i associate with them: what you waiting for by gwen stefani!!!!! actually bc of that one roxy drawing u made that had that song LOL
favorite picture of them:
shes so cool..
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ALRIGHT!!!! TIME FOR A FINAL DARK REVIVAL RAMBLE
long post & spoiler warning below the cut
HOOOH THAT WAS ALL SO COOL,,,,, i REALLY enjoyed the game but i do have my fair share of qualms. gonna start off with the positive stuff tho
overall, the voice acting, animation, and music/sound design were SO good!! not to mention the character models, i think i already brought this up but they were so freaking expressive and i was living for that
ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT THAT SCENE WITH ALLISON AND ALICE??? very reminiscent to what happened in ink machine BUT they got the closure they needed,,,,,, that scene made me cry man heart been broke so many times
and then to immediately follow it up with this note from allison was like salt in the wound
honestly that scene was probably my favorite part of the chapter, if not the entire game tbh??? had to rewind and watch it again..... the fact that allison never harbored any resentment at all toward alice and even viewed her as a SISTER. just. agh. she only wished the best for her </3
i also really liked betty's character, she was sweet >w< and getting to see sammy briefly was nice
the ending was pretty good too, i had a feeling that it would end with audrey resetting everything and doing it over with the reel
however, i feel like there were still a lot of things left unanswered?? and i noticed a pattern of like.... mechanics and characters being introduced briefly and then moments later we move on from them. like, what's with carley? to put it in the words of a friend of mine, why does she feel like just a cheap jumpscare? you introduce this new character but never really expand upon her.
same with porter, heidi, and betty. i would have loved to know more about them!!!! sure porter shows up in the finale, but like, we don't see him for three chapters before then.
i also would have loved to see MORE of alice!! like, how did she break out of her cell? why pick AUDREY of all people to kidnap?
also, holy shit they did my boy sammy SO dirty and im a little mad tbh. like, you tease him with this note:
and it gets the player ready to see him out of his cell...... but he's only there for a brief moment on a catwalk before allison just??? shoots him down??? it feels like you took this unsettling lunatic character and just. turned him into a joke. a cheap 'LOL you remember this guy? yeah he's dead now'
wilson's final boss fight was cool but it felt. incredibly rushed in my opinion. and how did he have access to color in the first place? why on EARTH did audrey agree to fuse with the ink demon if he's been something she was trying to avoid for the ENTIRE game??? maybe the ink demon formed some sort of connection to her as little toon bendy, but.... i don't know. i have my qualms about the ink demon in dark revival but that's a ramble for another time
i can't really comment much on gameplay mechanics since i watched a playthrough and didn't play it myself haha
anyways this post is getting long as hell so im gonna cap it now before i ramble too much XD overall i love the game for what it is, and i'm definitely gonna be making some fanart when i have time. it was a lovely sequel to ink machine, and expanded on the world a lot... it just felt rushed at times i think, like they were trying to squeeze too much into too little
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Okay Ralph stuff time
(Disclaimer: i wrote this all last night at work, the kitchen was hot & i am very rambly when writing down notes n shit so apologizes if the formatting & whatever is goofy as hell & close to impossible to read)
-Similar to Byck he had ‘tapes’ but theyre conversations with his father that he recorded over the phone because he had a habit of recording every phone call he’d make/get (illegal technically but its not like anyone knew until after he was dead; his dad was a little concerned and also kinda disappointed in him because he was working at a video store (not considered a ‘real, mans job’ to him) and also cause he spent pretty much all his free time and money into making his shed into a zombie apocalypse bunker stocked with weapons, explosives, food, etc.
(Also the phone recording thing is both inspired by byck (cause yknow homeboy actually recorded tapes and stuff) and the phonecall part comes from Billy Lenz because he is my favourite crazy phonecall-focused killer (and Black Christmas was fucking influential to horror movies))
-His mom was a mad alcoholic (like mine yknow takes one to know one) and drank while pregnant, surprisingly he only ended up crazy and not fucking dead immediately after being born (hey some babies arent that lucky man)
-He had video recording stuff and recorded one video of himself showing off his bunker a few weeks before he attempted to assassinate Carter and talking about killing the undead with his weapons + his favourite movies that he had on vhs to watch in his epic bunker
-Only soda he’ll drink is Mr Pibb (its a character trait and a Slither reference since he also pretty much sounds like Jack from that movie because goddamnit i like Slither its a good movie)
-If he gets even a little bit sick he’ll freak the fuck out because he’s scared he’s becoming a zombie (usually this will lead to him asking people about what state the satellites are in since in NotLD the dead rising is caused by the destruction of a satellite)
-His ‘prophetic dreams’ are just a recurring dream of Jimmy Carter destroying satellites and then raising the dead and having them kill everyone while he chills in a white house bunker; Ralph started having the dreams after about a month of being unable to sleep properly and then trying sleeping meds (reccomended by his coworker) and being able to sleep & then having weird ass dreams (melatonin goes crazy im tellin ya), but he took them as ‘prophetic dreams of whats to come if i dont fuckin kill the president’ and you know what that leads to 💥
Anyway his dad was the main one to try and talk him away from doing it but hes not gonna listen to his dad because well hes a grown ass man so he feels like he doesnt need to
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What am I doin' hangin' 'round - just another diamond day
The train arrived at its destination and he stepped out, with a guitar case strung up to his back with straps and a case in each hand he proceeded to walk, the warm air brushed his face gently, the warm air was all too familiar, reminiscent of days spent in the fields running after dogs and chasing lightning bugs. He was at home.
Back at the pad the two sat, two long days without their leader had been days spent quietly, things just weren't the same without him there.
Davy was standing on a stepping stool reaching for the pepper in the top cabinet, an apron strewn around his chest, eggs sizzling in a skillet on the stove for breakfast. Micky and Peter sat on the couch having just woken up, Micky was blindly switching through television channels and Peter was still trying to open his eyes to all the light around him.
Davy stepped down from the stool with a pepper shaker in his hand, he turned to the stove and shook the pepper lightly over the egg, he smiled in satisfaction, this was quite a fine egg.
Two plates sat on the counter beside the stove, one plate with an egg and hash browns and another plate with bacon, but no egg.
"Click!.."
The stove was turned off with the turn of a nob and Davy carefully lifted the skillet. He grabbed the spatula beside him and carefully slid the egg out of the skillet and on to the plate.
He stepped back proudly, he knew Micky and Peter would enjoy their breakfast quite a bit. He placed a fork on each plate and carried them carefully to the table. He laid a napkin beside each plate. He untied his apron and hung it up on a hook.
"Micky!.. Peter!.. breakfast!...."
They both shuffled over to the table tiredly, they pulled out their chairs and sat. Micky yawned and picked up his fork.
"Man.. this looks delicious... You really out did yourself.." and with one bite he was in love, it really was quite a fine egg.
Peter looked at his plate, hash browns! His favorite! He smiled and picked up his fork.
"Wow.. this looks lovely...." He looked up. "I wonder what Mike is eating right now... Gosh, I sure do miss him.." He pulled off a piece of a hash brown and ate it.
Davy was drying his hands off after washing them and looked back at Peter.
"I'm not sure, I really hope he's made it safe if he's made it already.. I'm sure we'll get a call soon... But I'm sure he's having a great breakfast.."
There it was, standing before him like he always remembered, the old farm house with a rough dirt passway up to the door, there were fences which had horses behind them, they trotted along and picked at the grass, not even noticing he was there.
There were little round metal cages that were open at the top, inside were chickens clucking, picking at eachother and scraping their talons through the dirt, they seemed to be establishing a pecking order between themselves. In the cage next to them was a large rooster crowing loudly. Mike smiled, he felt very at home, but the thought of his friends did creep in every now and then.
He looked up to see an elderly man in overalls in the distance building up a haystack, he rammed a large hook into the ends of the hay bails and threw them up on to eachother. He stood up straight and let out a huff, the work had only just begun. He looked around and spotted a man, a tall skinny man with a case in each hand and a larger one on his back. He called out to him.
"Hey!..." A gruff voice with a thick Texas accent called out. "What're you doin' here! Don't you know this is private property? Move on now before I grab my BB!.."
Mike was taken aback, had he ended up at the wrong farm? The farm really looked like the one he remembered.. he shrugged and pushed on..
"Wait a minute!.." the old man called again. "... Mikey?.... Is that you?.." he remembered his grandson was set to arrive by train today.
Mike looked back then nodded desperately, he just really wanted to be let in so he could set these heavy cases down, not to mention the one weighing down on his back..
The old man approached Mike and adjusted his glasses.
"Well I'll be darned.. look at'cha! ... Could you get any taller?... You made it early!..."
Mike smiled, he hadn't seen his grandpa in forever. "Hey, grandad!... It's been a while, huh?... Where can I set these bags?.." he laughed.
"Oh, sweetheart, you made it!.."
They both looked over to see a short elderly woman with an old Amish styled dress and silver hair in a bun walking towards them.
She approached Mike and reached her hands up and put them on each of his arms, she looked up at her grandsons face, a face she hadn't seen in years.
"Look at you!.. Oh, I haven't seen you in so long!.. you simply must tell me how the train ride was!... Come on, now, I'll show you in..."
She gently held his arm and lead him to the door, she opened the door and he walked in. He was so relieved to be able to set down the two cases but he was most concerned with getting the guitar off of his back. He carefully let down the straps and lowered the guitar case to the floor, picked it up and leaned it against the wall.
He sighed in relief, he knew that there were two long weeks of work ahead but he was ready..
"Oh, look at how skinny you are! Are you eating?.. I'll get you some breakfast... So.. how's your band?..." She walked to the kitchen to whip up something for her grandson.
Mike rubbed the back of his neck, it was kinda sore.. "The band's been good.. we had to save up just for me to come here... But the business has been good to us..."
She smiled. "How have your little bandmates been?... Micky, uhm.. Pete and ... Oh...... What's his name... The little short English one?..."
Mike couldn't help but laugh, the little short English one, that was amusing..
"Micky, Peter and Davy?... Oh they've been good, real groovy.. they saw me off at the train station... I don't know how they're gonna survive without me.." he chuckled, he knew Davy and Micky wouldn't let him down..
"That's so great.. have you had any big concerts lately?..."
Mike scratched his head. "Well... Not concerts exactly.."
She turned to him and put her hands together. "Oh, I remember the days when I was your age, sitting in my room, listening to my records, wishing I could see my favorite singers for myself... Those were lovely times..."
Suddenly, grandpa walked in holding a little baggie in his hand.
"Mikey!.. what're you doin' in here?.. I need your help out back!..."
Mike looked over and nodded.. "Oh, sure, grandad!.." he started to walk over but was stopped by grandma, she put her hand on his back.
"Now, Murphy, he was just about to eat!.."
Mike turned his head back and smiled a little.
"I'm sure I can eat later, right now I think I should help grandad out back..."
She smiled and patted his back.. "Ok, dear.. but you be careful out there and wash your hands when you come in.."
He nodded and followed his grandpa to a big field. He turned to Mike and handed him a little baggie.. on the front of the baggie was a picture of a tomato.. they must be tomato seeds.. his grandpa placed his hand on his shoulder and started to talk..
"Alrighty, son.. now I'm gonna need a big favor of ya... I want you to put that there bag of seeds in yer pocket and help me pull the plow... If you think you're up to it, that is.. when we're done plowin' the field I want you to spread those seeds while I tend to the chickens.."
Mike looked up to see the big metal plow at the opposite end of the field, tied to it was a thick coarse rope. It looked like it was gonna be a miserable job to be done but it had to be done... He placed the bag of seeds in his pocket and nodded..
"Sure.. alright... I think I can do that... How far are we talkin'?..."
His grandad turned around and pointed to the other end of the field.
"We're pullin' all the way to the other side... Think you can do that?..."
Mike looked.. that was quite a long way to go, especially with such a large plow.. he nodded..
"Yea.... Yea I think I can do that.."
Grandpa clasped his hands together. "Alrighty then... Let's get to work.." Mike took a deep breath, this was gonna be hard..
The two walked up to the big plow, old, dirty and covered in rust.... After some stretching they both grabbed ahold of the thick rope.. He looked at Mike..
"One.... Two.. pull!..."
With that, they both started pulling with all the strength they could muster, Mike grunted, planting his feet firmly in the dirt as to not fall forward, he pulled as hard as he possibly could.. It was gonna take every bit of energy he had to get this plow all the way to the other end of this field..
After a couple hours and a lot of sweat they had finally made it to the other end.. Mike let go of the rope, his hands were burning.. he breathed heavily and coughed a few times but the worst was over for this job.. his grandad patted him on the back, it was enough to almost knock him over..
"Well look at that! Ya made it all the way through!.. You're not as much of a city slicker as I thought you were!... I'm sure you'll have no problem spreadin' the seeds!.."
Mike was too busy huffing, just trying to get a good breath.. he stood up the rest of the way and just nodded, he could hardly speak.. his grandad patted him on the back once more..
"Alright, I'm gonna go to the hen house and pick out the newly laid eggs and hope I don't lose an eye!.." he laughed and walked away..
After taking a bit longer to get a good breath, Mike pulled the bag of seeds out of his pocket and pulled the drawstring to open it up a little.. he poured some seeds into the palm of his hand and began walking up and down the field, lightly sprinkling the seeds into their place.. after every seed had been placed he went back and covered all of them with the dirt..
He dusted off his hands and sighed, it took quite a bit of time but that part was done.. beads of sweat ran down his face at a rapid rate, he removed his wool hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm.. the front of his hair was drenched in sweat and his legs had never been so sore... He walked back to the house and wiped his shoes off at the door.. he stepped into the kitchen and washed his hands and splashed some water on his face to cool himself down.. he was definitely getting to sleep tonight..
"There you are, darling!... How did it go?.. you must be starving!.."
Mike dried his hands on an old wash cloth and looked up.
"Well.. every muscle in my body hurts so I'd say it went well... Hold on a second, Nana, I have to make a call..."
She smiled. "Alright, dear.. I'll get the food ready..."
Back at the pad things were pretty uneventful.. Davy, Peter and Micky were sitting on the couch watching TV and everything was still and quiet.. Davy was resting his eyes after doing quite a bit of house work and Micky and Peter were sitting and watching a show..
Tables and shelves had been dusted, dishes had been washed, things had been arranged and put away, floors had been swept, rooms had been tidied and errands had been run..
Everything was done and Davy was exhausted..
When the phone rang Peter and Micky nearly fell over eachother to get to it first. Micky grabbed the phone, hoping it would be Mike.
"Hello, Davy?...."
Micky was almost too excited for words, but he managed.
"Mike!!.." he yelled, which startled Davy out of his rest.. he sat up and rubbed his eyes..
"Micky?... Is that you?.. where's Davy?..." Mike asked.
"Mike!!... How are you man? Did you make it? How's your day been? What's the farm like?..." He had never been more excited to talk to Mike.
He sat down in the dining room chair, man did it feel good to rest his legs.
"Yes, I made it.. the farm's nice, just how I remembered it.. lot more chickens and horses, though.. but I wonder if ol' Bess is still here..... Hey, listen, could ya put me on with Davy?.."
Micky nodded. "Oh, sure man!..... Davy!.. it's for you!.." he handed the phone to Davy and he sat up straight and grabbed it tiredly from Mickys hand..
"Hello?... Mike?.."
"Davy!.. hey, buddy!... How've things been by the pad?.." Mike was already missing the pad quite a bit..
Davy smiled. "Oh, everything's been good.. kind of quiet, honestly.. Micky and I just got all the days work done... How was the train?...."
Mike chuckled.. "Quiet?.. wish I could say the same here.. these roosters really have somethin' to talk about... The train ride here was alright.. it was quiet and real peaceful.. it was nice watchin' the acres pass by.."
"Oh, that sounds lovely.. did you do anything big yet?.. did they have you groom the horses or something?.." Davy replied..
"That's not until tomorrow.. I just got done helpin' grandad plow the field and spread the seeds.." Mike said, exhausted from the work.
Davy chuckled. "Plowing the field?.. that's quite a job, right there.."
Mike smiled. "Yep.. it was somethin'.. I'm gonna be mighty sore tomorrow... Listen, I'm gonna let ya go, I gotta eat or I might just die.."
Davy laughed. "Alright, then!.. I'll talk to you tomorrow!.. goodnight, Mike!.."
"Goodnight, Davy.." he hung the phone up and reluctantly stood up, his legs were gonna hurt something awful tomorrow..
After a well deserved dinner and a cool shower he trudged to the guest room, or his room for the next two weeks.. he set his bags in the corner and surveyed the room.. the walls were a faded old olive green and there were old vintage paintings strewn up on the wall in a very orderly fashion, an old wooden dresser sat in the corner with a bed beside it.
The floor was hard wood and by the bedside was an end table with a lamp and a small framed picture and beneath it was a round fuzzy rug. Other than that the room was very empty.. the bed was made up and it looked so unbelievably comfortable to him.. a large brown comforter and two big white fluffy pillows.. the window had long floral pattern curtains that hung low to the ground but only almost touching the floor..
Mike stepped over to the window and pulled the curtains open to see the fields below, the land was a glowing evening color.. it was beautiful... The sun set on the horizon and the farm began to sleep..
He settled under the covers and pulled the lamp cord and with a click the room went dark..
Just another diamond day on Nesmith farm..
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(some of) the creeps helping you recover
okay, spoiler, no matter what mental illness it was/is, they would all care and help to the best of their ability, i just wanted to make this for some specifics. please take care of yourself, you're so special. whatever happens today will happen, but i want you to take a few minutes to do something that makes you happy. just de-stress, drink some water, take your meds or eat if you haven't yet, and try to not cry, okay? you're worth so much more than what people say about you. ilysm and i'm so thankful that you're alive today. if you ever want to vent to someone you can always dm me; i might not be the greatest at comforting but i'll listen if you need me to. i wish you all the best in whatever happens today<3
!! tw - mental health talk !!
also i can do some of the other creeps but it's late and i'm tired ;-;
jeff the killer
would help you recover from s//cidal thoughts/behavior
it's a little-known fact in the mansion that jeff tried to take his own life a few months after arriving at the mansion. he didn't know many people at the time, so only a handful know what actually happened
that's why when he found out what you were thinking of/planning to do, he stopped you right there
tough love from jeff is surprisingly helpful. well, if almost crying and literally begging you to consider how it would affect other people is tough love, then yea. rat boy can be very emotional sometimes
he's very very watchful after he finds out, asking if you feel alright or how you've been holding up, doing things or taking you places that make you happy
tells you about what happened with him, especially how much he regretted it and how everyone else was affected
began a habit of leaving a note (since he's too proud to say it out loud) about how much you mean to him and how he loves spending each day with you<3
homicidal liu
would help you recover from s/h
much like his brother, liu also suffered from self destructive tendencies
after he found out what you were doing he freaked out and sully took over instead, which led to a forced cuddle and therapy session
both of them get how hard it is to recover from coping mechanisms like that, so they try to start with small things here or there until you're clean
he checks your arms or thighs each night, and if you did relapse a bit he isn't mad, he just helps clean the wounds and tells you that he loves you
whenever he helps bandage you up he gives you a lil kiss on each bandaid. if it ever gets really bad he's ready to take you down to EJ for stitches or extra bandaging
sully refuses to let you go near any sharp objects-- he's attacked jeff for letting you hold a knife ;-; he's just protective okay
he loves your scars though, and always tells you how strong you were for getting through it<3
ben drowned
would help you recover from trauma
he doesn't remember much of what happened to him but he experiences a lot of sharp reactions to things that remind him of it
after he accidentally triggered a memory of your trauma, he sat you down and listened to everything you said to him
whenever intrusive thoughts about your trauma not being valid or enough, he aggressively cuddles and compliments you until you believe him
he's very careful to not trigger anything, and keeps a mental list of everything to avoid or how to deal with side effects or when you get triggered
uh yea i was gonna write more but then i forgot what and it's late but i want to post it today im sorry please don't hate me-
eyeless jack
would help you recover from an0rexia
this dude has both medical and psychological knowledge, and you can bet he even noticed before you noticed anything yourself
if, however, you somehow made it past his genius and got yourself into a bad situation, he would be there for you
he knows he can't just force you to eat a bunch all at once; he sits down and has a nice crying session where he listens to you vent about everything that's going on
starts with small steps, eating a tiny bit more at meals or little snacks throughout the day, making sure you finish all your food, complimenting how your outfit makes you look, whatever he feels is necessary
he doesn't let you use the scale by yourself, but when you do he's there with you and congratulates you on every pound you gain. he gets kinda giddy/excited like a little kid, it's cute :3
he tells you every day how nice you look and if anyone ever dares to say anything negative about your body they're usually never seen again lol
the bloody painter
would help you recover from sensory overloads or meltdowns
i personally hc him as having sensory issues himself, so he understands whatever you're going through and how hard it can be
always asks you about the texture of things or if it's comfy for you, and if it's not he yeets it across the room and searches for something better
never brings you anywhere that would be too loud, bright, or make you have an overload
if you do have one, he immediately tries to get you away from everything and try to help you calm down. if you're alright with him touching you, sometimes he covers your ears or eyes to block some of it out
you guys have so many weighted blankets and stim/sensory toys, and helen brings around a lil backpack for emergencies
it has sensory toys, noise cancelling headphones, some comfort items, snacks you like, and some note or sketchbooks to help distract you
he's so considerate i swear-
slender
would help you recover from trust and abandonment issues
this man is, what? 2000 years old? so he's seen and experienced a lot of loss in his life
he understands that humans (you are human, right?) have different emotions than paranormal creatures such as himself, but he tries his best to be empathetic towards you
it might be a bit awkward, but he's actually really good at comforting people. he found out by looking inside your brain a bit that you were really scared of him leaving you
he was confused why-- he couldn't see any logical reason why you would be worried about something so silly and irrational. you explained it to him and he understood it a bit better
he takes the time to get you small presents or find new ways to show he cares, and whenever you feel insecure he explains how important you are to him and that he would never think of leaving <33
final words from avi: this actually was written towards myself. recently i've been having a hard time, although i i won't go into a lot of detail. after a particularly bad mood swing, i said some concerning things and went offline, causing my friends to think that i might have k*lled myself. after seeing how much they cared about what was going on, i thought that maybe other people needed to see something like this. i hope this will reach people that aren't feeling good, and hopefully make them a bit happier. no matter what's going on, you and your emotions are valid, and you deserve the world, no matter what other people say. sorry for my super long messages, ily all<3
#you deserve happiness okay? don't let people take it from you ^^#creepypasta#creepypasta headcanons#creepypasta headcanon#creepypasta x y/n#creepypasta x reader#creepypasta x you#ticci toby#ben drowned#jeff the killer#creepypasta jeff the killer#masky x reader#masky#creepypasta hoodie#brian thomas#slenderman#homicidal liu#helen otis#the bloody painter#eyeless jack#creepypasta x male reader#creepypasta x trans reader#creepypasta hc#creepypasta fic#creepypasta fluff
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Paparazzi.
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader
Genre: Fluff, Angst
Warnings: TOO META, m*sturbation, mentions of s*x
Requested: nope
Summary: I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me... Y/N Y/L/N writes Marvel fanfictions. One day, Sebastian stumbles upon her account and, unable to help himself, reads all the stuff she has written about him. He didn't mean to fall so hard for her but he does. How can he not? She has shown him parts of himself that he never even knew existed.
Author's Note: Hiya peeps! Okay so a few weeks ago I read a similar (but dark) fanfic and I really wanted to write a softer version of it... Enjoy!
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Same old, boring routine.
Y/N hit post and slumped against the headrest of her bed, sighing. She waited; a minute, then two passed and she noticed that someone had liked her post. She smiled to herself as she kept her phone away. Though boring, she wouldn't trade her life for the world. Y/N… well, she was a university student first and foremost but she was also a writer.
Being a big fan of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, she had started writing fanfictions a few years ago. She posted them on Tumblr, where her blog, though not very well-known, stood out enough for her posts to get around 800-1000 likes per post. She loved it; she loved writing, she loved posting her stories and especially, she loved the feedback.
Sometimes people were rude, but most times, the reviews she got were fantastic. She read each and every one of them, smiling goofily as people freaked out over her fanfictions. It warmed her heart. A smile automatically blooming on her face, Y/N lay down on the bed and decided to go to sleep, it being almost 3 am.
Unbeknownst to her, someone else was up at the same time, tossing and turning in his bed, restless.
Sebastian sighed as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. He drank some water and lay down again, closing his eyes but it was like sleep was mad at him. Refused to be anywhere near him. He groaned to himself and picked up his phone from the nightstand, deciding to go through Instagram, hoping he'd finally fall asleep to the glare of the screen.
As he logged into his account, he skipped the activity page and went straight to the explore page. Bored, he continued scrolling until his eyes landed on a specific photo. And the breath escaped his lungs when he clicked on it; the woman in the picture was absolutely gorgeous. He just couldn't resist going to her page, smiling widely when he read her bio.
It gave him her basic information; her name, her age, the university she attended. But what caught his eye was the link below the bio. My Marvel Fanfictions Master List. Marvel fanfictions? She was a writer? Smirking, he clicked on the link and it took him to Tumblr. Of course, he'd heard of the site, but didn't have an account on there. At 3 am, his mind sure wasn't working right.
A post popped up on the screen, the same master list she had mentioned earlier. And his eyes bulged out of their sockets; damn, those are a lot of fanfictions. He went through the whole thing, smirking again when he noticed that she had written the most fanfictions about him. Not Bucky Barnes, no, Sebastian Stan.
He clicked on the first one. The date of posting was way back, in 2019. He started reading; nothing about it felt weird to him; he was intrigued, if anything. And as he continued reading, he couldn't help but imagine her being in the stead of the female protagonist. Her, the writer. The woman whose picture had made him end up reading in the first place.
When he finished the story, his heart thudded wildly in his chest. Wow, she really has a way with words. And he had also noticed how in the author's note, she used a lot of slang but reading the story had made him realize that she had an amazing, extensive vocabulary. He went back to the master list and clicked on the latest post under his name.
Posted: 15 minutes ago.
His breath hitched in his throat when he read the warnings: there was going to be sexual intercourse in this one. For one moment, he hesitated; did he really want to read this? "Oh fuck it," he huffed and scrolled, starting to read. The more he read, the more his shaft twitched in his pants. He wasn't really like that during… but oh damn, he wasn't complaining.
"Oh, Seb…"
His hand slid down and he rubbed himself through his boxers, unable to take his eyes off the text in front of him. His strokes got harder and faster as the sex got steamier. "Ungh, I'm gonna cum—" And he suddenly came in his boxers, groaning. Slumping down on the bed, he quickly finished reading the rest of it, going back to the master list.
He took a screenshot with the account's name in it and then went back to her Instagram account to take another screenshot. Keeping his phone away, he slipped out of his boxers, cleaned himself and pulled the covers on top of him, finally feeling tired enough to fall asleep.
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Y/N was walking across the campus of her university, going to the cafeteria when her phone buzzed in her pocket. Taking it out, she opened Tumblr to read the message someone had sent her just then.
his-username: Hi there! I was binging your account last night, you write really well
your-username: Omg thank you!!!! I really appreciate it, I love getting feedback! 🥺❤
his-username: You're welcome! Especially your latest post, that was really good ;)
your-username: hehe 😈 glad you liked it!
Smiling widely, she kept her phone away and continued walking, not knowing that the person who had texted her was the same man she had written about. Sebastian smiled to himself when he read her text. After getting up in the morning, the first thing he had done was install Tumblr on his phone. Then he made an account for himself.
Figuring out the app was easy; he found out that there was an option to keep your liked posts and the accounts you followed hidden, and selected it immediately. No one needed to know what he did on the app. Then he went back to her account, pressed the follow button and started binge-reading her fanfictions again. Last night had he read only two, and that had left him wanting more.
Funny how much things can change in a night. He liked and reblogged all her posts without a second thought; he even read all her Bucky Barnes posts. She understood his character so well, put him on what he thought was an undeserved pedestal while writing about him. Some of the stories were AUs, which he found out stood for Alternate Universes. Mostly mobster or mafia stuff.
He had the day off, and he spent the entire time cooped up in his apartment, on his bed, reading. The more he read, the more he started fawning over her, over the version of him that she put out to the world. Dominating, suave and just perfect. He loved it. At the end of the day, he decided to text her again, hoping she wouldn't think he was weird or find out the truth.
his-username: do you wanna be friends, maybe? I'm new to the app, don't really have any friends here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
That was a lie, he knew Mark Ruffalo had an active Tumblr account. But it's not like he could tell him.
your-username: Yes sure!!!! I was also thinking of making some friends on this app lol
his-username: You don't have any on here? But you've been here for years, haven't you?
your-username: haha yeah, but I don't really reach out to people much. Sometimes people leave their feedbacks on my posts, text me but that's that
his-username: Ohhh
his-username: well, let's start with names. Mine's Sebastian
your-username: Really?????? omg that's so cool lmaooooooo (didn't think you were a boy but 😳👀)
his-username: Not a boy, I'm a man 😤😂
your-username: 🤣 im y/n, btw
his-username: Y/N, that's a nice name
your-username: thank you!!!! So, what do you do?
his-username: nothing really that interesting, I'm in theatre
your-username: theatre is nice! I'm studying at [university] in New York lmao
his-username: Wait you're in New York? So am I!
your-username: ASDFHKSHKGF that's awesome!!! also I noticed that you've been going through my account the whole day 😏 notifications upon notifications keeping my phone busy
his-username: Oopsie?
your-username: 😂😂 I really don't mind, it was great! Despite the amount of likes on my posts, I only have a few loyal followers lmao gaining one more felt nice
your-username: You a big fan of Sebastian Stan? Cuz I noticed that you were only reading his and Bucky's fics 👀
Sebastian's face heated up.
his-username: kinda yeah 🤷🏻♂️😁
your-username: Cool cool cool, I'm a big fan of his too!!!! also got a crush on him but whatever 😳
Sebastian smirked at his phone. A crush on him, huh? That… was acceptable. He suddenly felt his cocky side coming out; the one she described in nearly all her fanfictions.
his-username: wouldn't blame ya, I mean, look at him. You have also written the most fics about him and Bucky
your-username: right????? damn that man has raised my standards. Anyway, I gtg now, I have to finish a paper before midnight. ttyl!
his-username: Bye! 👋🏻
He kept his phone away and took in a deep breath. This was the most fun he had had in years, and he was not letting her go so easy. He realized he was quickly falling for her; rather unhealthy, but he couldn't help it. Look at her. She looks like a goddamn angel, writes like one, makes him feel like one, do you really expect him not to fall for her? That's insane.
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Months passed by like a breeze. Y/N and Sebastian had become very good friends, and he knew his way around words just enough to keep her from finding out his identity while not lying to her. Y/N also appreciated his friendship, because he was the one to whom she could rant about her most favorite man in the world— Sebastian Stan.
Sometimes, she thought about how weird of a coincidence it was that her new friend and the actor shared the same names, but then she used to brush it off; that was a common name, right? They talked for hours on end; Sebastian (her friend, not the actor) was extremely witty, smart and fun to talk to, she had to admit. Sebastian felt the same way.
His feelings had worsened. Y/N entirely owned his heart now. Somedays, he'd just go on Instagram, go to her account— her username memorized by him— and stare at her photos until he grew tired; he'd never get tired of looking at her beautiful face but his stiff body afterwards begged to differ. She was just so Elysian. He longed for the moment when he could meet her in real life.
His personality had also changed majorly, and people had caught on. Especially his Marvel co-stars, who knew him to be introverted, shy and, in Anthony Mackie's words, "boring". They were surprised at his sudden change in attitude; he knew his worth and Y/N had helped tremendously in finding it. Now, all those adjectives that she used in her fanfictions fit him perfectly.
Sebastian was never tempted to read fanfictions about himself from authors other than Y/N. No, he only loved her work. He was sure no one else could write as beautifully as she did, he was her #1 fan. Y/N even sent him funny Marvel memes she found on the app and he used to enjoy them heartily; God, the others have no idea what they're missing out on. Our fans are awesome.
Everything was going well.
Until one day.
Sebastian was getting bored at home, so he decided to go to the nearby library to clear his mind. He had read not one book in the past few months, hung up on Y/N's fanfictions. At this point, he was obsessed with her and he knew it. It was nothing dark, per se, it was— it was similar to how Y/N was attracted to Sebastian. How she was a fan of his work.
Just the same. He was a fan of her work in the same way. Just how she was attracted to him, he was attracted to her. Walking into the library that he visited often, he gave the librarian a smile and ventured further into the dark place. He checked his watch; the library closed at 12 am, it was currently 9:30 pm.
Not many people were around, heck, nobody was around. He thought himself to be all alone until he heard it. A sigh, coming from a few aisles away. He walked in that direction and peeked around the corner, freezing when he saw the other person. Y/N? Her books were strewn all across the table as she sat alone at the booth, rubbing her temples.
"You okay?"
She looked up and her breath caught in her throat. I'm dreaming. This is not real. Now I know for a fact that Sebastian Stan is not standing in front of me, asking me if I'm— "Hello?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, pulling her out of her thoughts. "I, uh— I'm— h-hi," she stammered and he almost chuckled. "Hi." She gulped visibly and blinked at the table, not meeting his eyes.
"Can I have a seat?" He wants to sit with me?! "Y-Yes, sure, sir," she blurted out and he easily slid into the booth next to her. "Hey, please, call me Sebastian. What's your name?" He gave her a friendly smile, even though all he wanted to do was push her back into the booth and kiss her wildly. His shaft twitched just by thinking about it; Y/N was a thousand times more beautiful in person.
"I'm Y/N, it's very nice to meet you, I'm… I'm a fan," she admitted, playing with the ring she wore on her left thumb. I'm your fan too, sweetheart, the biggest one. "Y/N, nice name. You come here often? I haven't really seen you around." She shook her head. "Oh no no, I moved to this part of the city just a week ago, this is my first time here. The library is cozy," she shrugged, easing out of her tense position.
Sebastian nodded. "Yes, I know, this place is awesome. Got all my favorite books here," he chuckled and she smiled at him. "What's all this?" A groan left her lips. "Ugh, stupid university work. I have to write a book report but I don't even know what to write about." He smiled gently. "Well, I have a few favorite books, would you like some suggestions?"
"Oh, please! Tell me!"
He started listing some of his favorite works and Y/N noted the names down until he said the last name. At that, she froze. That's the name of my latest— She looked up but he had a smile on his face. "Oh, and the last one is by my favorite author." He took a pause. "Y/N Y/L/N." She froze completely, staring at the man with her jaw dropped.
Sebastian grinned. "We finally meet, Y/N, I've been waiting for months." Her mouth opened and closed several times as she recalled every interaction she had had with her online best friend— scratch that— her celebrity crush. All the times she had confessed her love for Sebastian Stan, all the dirty and inappropriate memes that she'd sent him…
Embarrassment flooded her entire body as she exhaled shakily. "It was you," she croaked out, "On Tumblr, the account— I'm so sorry—" Sebastian frowned in confusion when she blinked back sudden tears, a few still rolling down her cheeks as shame replaced embarrassment. "Y/N, please don't cry…" She looked up at him, his figure blurry due to her tears.
"You've read everything, haven't you? I just— I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable—" He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. Y/N couldn't hug back, though she appreciated the hug especially since it came from him. "You don't know how much you mean to me, doll," he mumbled into her shoulder, using the nickname she often used in the stories she wrote about him. He grew accustomed to it easily.
"Huh?"
He pulled away to wipe her tears. "It was an accident," he admitted, "But I stumbled onto your Instagram account from my explore page. Then I clicked on your account, saw that you wrote Marvel fanfictions and I just couldn't resist the urge to read what you had written. Blame it on 3 am me, to be honest. You're a great writer, and I was immediately drawn to your works. They're awesome.
"They've helped me so much in the past few months. You see this changed attitude that everyone's been talking about lately? All because of you, sweetheart. I'm sorry for keeping my identity secret, but after reading your works, I knew I had to get closer to you. I made the Tumblr account just for you, just so I could talk to you. I'm sorry for lying, but thank you."
Y/N dumbfoundedly stared at him for a few moments, her heart beat getting steady with each thump. Here was a man she admired, loved more than anyone else in the world, telling her that he harbored the same feelings for her. How crazy was that?! Not trusting her words, she simply pulled him into another hug. Sebastian wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her flush against him.
"Can I kiss you, doll?"
She slowly pulled away from him and nodded, shyly biting her lip. Grinning at the endearing gesture, Sebastian cupped her face and leaned in, gently pressing his lips to hers. The kiss grew hungry in a matter of seconds, and Y/N responded just as eagerly. His hands slid down to her waist and tugged on it, pulling her on his lap. She straddled his thighs as they continued kissing.
"Fuck," he groaned when they finally pulled away from each other, out of breath and panting. "You see what you do to me, doll?" Sebastian spoke huskily as he took her hand, placing it right on top of the tent that was forming in his pants. "Oh," Y/N whimpered when she felt him, the sound going straight to his shaft. "How about I take you home and we recreate some of the scenes from your stories, hm?"
"O-Okay."
"Good girl."
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A/N: What a meta experience 🤡 Leave a like if you enjoyed, thanks for reading!
#sebastian stan x reader#sebastian stan x you#sebastian stan x y/n#sebastian stan x female reader#sebastian stan characters#bucky barnes x reader#winter soldier#disney#mcu#marvel#avengers#fanfic#writing#writeblr
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Hello! I got the idea of going on a date in school au Shinobu(Male Reader if you can)!
I actually had a nice idea for this one
From Fancy to not so...
"Your taking Shinobu on that date tonight right?" Tanjiro asked as him and Y/n were eating lunch.
"What?"
"The dates next week."
"Really? I thought today was the 13th."
Y/n was in silence as he pulled out his small black book that was his planner, stickers placed on it by Tanjiro's sister.
"Fuck-"
"Y/n-"
"I MADE THE RESERVATION FOR NEXT WEEK AND NOT THIS WEEK BUT NEXT WEEKS THE RESERVATION!" Y/n shouted as he started to freak out.
"What am I gonna do- what to do- what to do!" Y/n spoke as he had gotten out his chair and pace back and forth.
"I told Shinobu to dress nice! And now I can't even take her to a nice restraunt- all my savings went into that-I cant just take her to mcdonalds I really like this girl- I cant let her know I forgot- If she knows I forgot she'll make fun of me-"
"Y/n-senpai please. Im sure she won't make fun of you-"
"I'll be a bad boyfriend! What Do I do Tanjiro!"
"Well Im sure if you tell her what happen she'll understand." Tanjiro laughed nervously as he ate.
Y/n had sat back down eating stressingly as Tanjiro watched him worriedly.
"Hey Y/n-senpai?"
"Mhm?"
"You still cook right?"
"Yeah why?"
"I might have an idea."
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The bell rang as Shinobu packed up her bag to go home and get ready.
"Shinobu."
She looked up seeing a classmate.
"Yes can I help you?" She asked.
"Someone named Y/n asked me to give this to you. He looked in a rush."
Shinobu took the note and the classmate left.
She opened the note seeing Y/n was asking Shinobu to come casual and instead of meeting him at the restraunt, at his house.
Meanwhile Y/n was busy with Tanjiro and Nezuko in the supermarket.
"Well what does she like?"
"I...uh..."
"You don't know?!" Tanjiro asked.
"I um. Usally distracted by her!"
Tanjiro looked at Y/n in disgust-
"No! Wait not like that! Here let me show you-"
"Y/n-senpai I lost all respect in you-"
Y/n's phone was shoved in Tanjiro's face as he looked at the photograph.
"Oh I didn't know you liked Photography." Tanjiro spoke as he scrolled through the photos of Shinobu- either they be her sitting with Y/n's cat eating icecream or her with butterflies.
"faith restored." Tanjiro spoke with a smile.
Nezuko ran up to Y/n, showing her a noodle block. Along with a butterfly shaped pan
"Noodles and fried eggs are always good." Tanjiro spoke.
"I need vegtables now." Y/n spoke.
"This way."
For the next thirty mintues the three shopped, Nezuko at the end getting a lucky cat charm from one of the coin machines.
The young girl also convincing them to try there luck as they did with a smile.
Parting ways they waved at each other from across the street.
"Good luck! Senpai!" Tanjiro cheered for him as Y/n thanked him waving back
"Thank you Tanjiro!"
Y/n turned away as he started making his way home.
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"Are you really going on a date with him?"
Shinobu looked up from her homework seeing Giyuu, a teacher and a friend of his sisters.
Older annoying brother mentality
Shinobu smiled, "I am. Do you have a problem with that? Must I prove to you not only am I stronger than you but must I prove my witts too by destroying your ass in Shogi again?"
A tick mark formed on Giyuu's head.
"Listen here you little shit-"
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Y/n cooked as he watched the time, Shinobu would be arriving at any momment and he was just finishing up dinner.
The door bell rang as Y/n walked over Shinobu waiting. Opening the door Y/n smiled.
"Hey butterfly." He smiled kissing Shinobu's cheek, "Come inside dinners almost done"
Shinobu did as welcomed, taking her shoes off at the front door, walking down the hall and into the open concept room she watched him cook with a smile on his face.
Setting her bag down on the small table she walked into the kitchen.
"What are you making?" She asked looking in the pot.
"Oh uh. Udon."
Shinobu smiled as a small spoon was lifted to her lips as she tasted it, "spicey."
"Too spicey?"
"No just perfect." She smiled as she watched him cook.
"Look...about the restraunt." Y/n spoke.
Shinobu looked up at him, "hmm? Oh what about it?" She asked reading the spices he used.
"I. Uh..."
"Got the date wrong?" Shinobu spoke with a smile, "I know. You did last year too. Except a week early-"
"But Shinobu! Please believe! I do care about you-"
"I know." She spoke looking up at him, he was anxious as she sensed it, "I don't need a fancy dinner or a specific date to tell me that."
"So your not mad?" Y/n asked.
"Why would I be?" Shinobu asked, "Not with this sauce you've made. Let me have more."
Y/n chuckled letting Shinobu take another small spoonful, rhe girl smiling at the tatse- her boyfriend was a good cook after all. She internally blushed as a hand was placed on her hip, the spoon being disregarded in the sink next to them as Shinobu looked up at him.
"Do you...are you okay? With me being so close." Y/n questioned.
"I am." Shinobu spoke her arms drapping around his neck as they rested on his shoulders, cracking a small chuckle, "Thank you for asking."
Y/n stiffed a small laugh in return kissing her softly as his other hand held her waist.
#demon slayer#demon slayer imagines#kny#demon slayer x reader#kimetsu no yaiba imagines#kimetsu no yaiba shinobu#kny shinobu
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Alright so here are the hatchetmen/daddy notes, I'll go into more detail in the synopsis, but I wanna get this out for the people who need it-
They're a bunch of sleezy men, played by james, jon, and nick.
I think they're all brothers, at least they're referred to that way. Not sure if its by blood or like a brotherhood kind of way.
They keep calling the leader of this patriarchy, bob Metsker(played by Dylan Saunders) Daddy. Clearly leading up to the episode of the same name
Bob says he paid for his land with blood 👀👀
"Don't you think its time the kids move out, maybe to Clivesdale?" -Emma
"My kin, stays with their DAAADDDYYY" -Bob
Emma's mad at him, saying there's not a problems since she's not going on his property, and she's mad that they're harassing ziggs, saying what she does on her property is her business.
"What you've done with this land is an abomination!" -bob
he doesnt care about the weed being grown, he cares about the trees she chopped to make way for the weed fields
ziggs is kinda into it at first, "mad respect, save the trees!"
emmas great grand dad bought this land
bob gives one final warning to leave, but emma simply says that shes now gotta build a fence
as she walks off, bob directly quotes the judge who ordered the execution of willabella muckwab in witch in the web
"the innocent must suffer, the guilty must be punished, you must taste blood to be a man!"
starting to wonder if this is like a hatchetmen mantra or something
a few hours later, emma confesses why her weed is so good
she's a horrible farmer, in fact, her weed in high school was grown in her closet, she didn't even know to give it sunlight, she forgot to water it, the dog peed in it, but people loved it
she says the secret is she uses soil from the witchwood, that's why her weed is so good, she's convinced the soil is magic (well you're not far off there emma 👀👀)
ziggs notes that if the soils magic, the trees are probably magic, and wonders if thats why those guys were so mad they cut the trees down
Just then, they're farmhouse is broken in by the matsker clan with torches and axes
They then burry emma and ziggs with only their heads above the dirt
emma tries to plead with bob, promising 20% of their annual profit
Bob starts exposition dumping and here's the juicy good stuff.
he explains to emma that some born in this town are different.
they called it having a touch of the Gift
He clearly hates these people, calling it vile sorcery
"it is the sword duty of the hatchetmen to collect these freaks and bring them here. To be planted."
he then says something i cant quite make out "the ritual cleanses them of their dangerous flesh" i think? "and gives them a new body, of bark, and leaves! Their roots and canopies make a net to catch all that bad magic, so that it may not seep into the precious skin of anymore beautiful babies!"
"When you cut down those trees you opened the floodgates! Now every teenybopper in town is susceptible to this malady!"
(dude all im hearing is more hatchetfield witches uh yes please!)
"you took all the power built up in that soil and you smoked it!!"
anyways side note emma mentions how the magic makes everything grow bigger, faster, stronger, so that's why baby jerry grew so quickly and got so demented.
bob wants them to atone and be apart of a new crop
so i guess he wants emma and ziggs to be tree people, which is a lil weird considering, despite what I picked up from my first watch, neither of them have the gift
however if anyone were to make witch emma or ziggs content pls tag me id love that so so much 👀👀
bob then goes to destroy the weed and bury emma and ziggs but are then killed by the nighthawks
anyways that was whirlwind of an exposition/lore dump
tagging: @shhimavoidingsleep @hatchetfieldtheories @gotta-get-back-to-hatchetfield i know they're gonna wanna see this.
any other questions about this shoot me an ask. I'll try and get on those synopsis's as quick as possible and send them to those that requested it. I'll be sending in one link to perky's buds, and the other for abstinence camp, I'm separating it by story
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in regards to all the issues with MCC 14 im gonna bring up how unspeakably scuffed MCC 7 (july) was. focusing on the SBI v DT issues, which to preface both teams were tryharding because they were told it would be the last time they were allowed to team (at least for a little while) and they both wanted to leave with a win.
purple - dream, george, sapnap and sylvie
orange - techno, wilbur, phil and seapeekay
battle box - this started off with horrible lag, to the extent that it was unplayable for some teams, but they didn’t reset it until like round 4 or 5. additionally, they paused it before they decided on a reset, and a tonne of teams started to accidentally team kill with the power-up TNT packages, including wilbur killing CPK and techno going >:/ eventually they reset the whole round to try fix the lag, voiding the points from the first half meaning some players did better than they would have and others did Notably worse, like dream’s team who lost against a lot of teams they’d beat in the first rounds.
side note, but MCC 7 battle box scares the hell out of me just because wilbur blew up 2 of their teammates later on in the new rounds bc of Miscommunication (he asked if it would get them extra points by TNTing them at the end bc he got some when he team-killed in the pause, and techno was talking to himself and said ‘yea’ at the same time about something else), made worse bc it was against purple and dream got the points (although Techno lived and placed the wool so they still won) and then they spent the rest of the rounds arguing, with BOTH OF THEM going D:< and phil had to tell them to shut up. either way, it worked out well for orange, winning 8-1 while purple suffered, only winning to 5-4 largely bc of the reset. either way the girls were fighting and Oh My God it freaks me out lmao
build mart! not exactly a broken bit or a glitch but i feel like it would be POORLY RECEIVED in this current mcyttwt climate. basically orange had always been infamously bad at build mart, coming 8th last tournament, and were strategising on how to win. the night before, wilbur offhandedly mentioned getting every block so they didn’t have to rush back and forth, but this was unrealistic because there were too many blocks. but local tryhard (affectionate) technoblade took this and RUN, watching 6 hours of footage across every MCC vod to make 4 shopping lists, divided into sections for each player to collect, that had the exact number of each block needed to complete any of the 26 possible builds, and they came 1st place as a result. the funniest thing is they would have done even better if the timer wasn’t reduced from 15mins to 12mins, which was probably done bc of their complaining. the really fun part about this is techno went to boast about it to dream at the end, telling him he’d went through all 26 builds, only for dream to interrupt him “there’s 27, actually” BECAUSE HE DID THE SAME THING HAHAH!!! at least something similar, including some strange Java programme? idk but their strategy didn’t work nearly as well, with their team coming in 6th (from 9th last tournament)
the real drama this time though, was audience takeover! this was the first MCC with serious issues around the takeover; before dream joined in MCC6, it was whatever techno chose, and since they both chose battle box for MCC 6 it didn’t make a difference. but this time they divided votes. dream wanted HITW and techno wanted rocket spleef. after a harsh twitter poll, HITW won with 47% to Rocket Spleef’s 43%. now at this point i think the way that voting worked was that there’s 50 NPCs in the dome, each representing 2% of the vote. but because of how many people voted and how close the polls had been, the system glitched and gave techno’s team the win in rocket spleef. THIS WENT DOWN AS POORLY AS YOU COULD IMAGINE WITH THE DREAM TEAM, who had never played rocket spleef before. the admins paused the game and tried to swap it over, but it was not in the code for them to actually be able to swap to a new game, so they had to just play on. as a result, Dream’s team fell by A Lot, and they got pretty mad about the whole situation, especially given the fact that battle box had already been reset at this point, so the fact that they couldn’t reset rocket spleef got them pretty mad, w dream genuinely threatening to log at one point
that’s the last of the Major scuffs, i think there were some minor bugs too, like an arrow pick-up glitching in dodgebolt that meant phil died (which was Unfortunate because they lost 2-3) but in the end of the day guess what!!? it doesn’t actually matter! because it’s a non-profit for-fun MINECRAFT tournament!! any streamer that gets toxic tends to immediately apologise, and the discovery of bugs and exploits helps them get patched to never happen again! the build mart block randomiser gets added, they changed the coding of the audience vote to be shiftable! and ‘let’s just play rocket spleef’ becomes a great reoccurring joke among the MCC community
the noxcrew are amazing game developers, and even the breakers myof games should be treated like fun because in the end of the day It Does Not Really Matter :) i know we’re all chill on tumblr but i just want to reinforce how good MCC is okay and i did it with this big long post about how scuffed it can be, but the important part is how it improves and how we as a community react
#mcc#technoblade#dreamwastaken#tagging them bc they focus heavily in the bugs lmao#mcyt#mcc 7#me going ‘it’s a summary guys’ and it’s That Long Huh#i like MCC 7 but it’s a hard watch sometimes lmao like i wanna watch greens POV at some point#i do feel like we’re being cool about it but also i have just been writing this instead of looking. Im putting my trust in yall being cool
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My Darling - Light Yagami x Reader
Reader is a detective taking over the Kira case and Light likes being called Kira...
A/N: ok so yall... this might be a little much but im testing some other things like the posession and what not in this fic... cause i wanted to make free bird sort of dark, but i didn’t know if yall were comfortable with that. lmk tho. and before i even put it in the warnings, light mentions the reader calling him “my god” and this in no way is to disrespect any religion or make anyone uncomfortable. purely just light yagami’s god complex.
Also I promise I’m gonna write Free Bird soon, just tell me how dark I’m allowed to go with it cause... I can give y’all crazy Hawks..
warnings: DEATH NOTE SPOILERS even tho its been 14 years, light has reader call him “my god” and kira, lots of degradation, mentions of ryuzaki’s death, light and reader talk about light’s relationship with misa, so this includes cheating and talk about cheating, i think thats all? ill update if i notice anything else
pairing: Light Yagami x Reader
words: 3307... the way this is the longest story i’ve posted...
“It just doesn’t make sense. Why would Kira leave such a big opening for us both?” Y/N squinted their eyes, looking down at the table full of supposed “evidence” that was left after Ryuzaki’s death. Y/N was the only person Ryuzaki truly trusted to take his place, even though he always said he trusted Light, he still had his lurking suspicions.
“Maybe Kira wanted someone to find out..” Light said, looking at the back of their neck, his lip caught between his teeth. He’d always felt this way about Y/N, always had a hidden lust for them ever since he first laid eyes on them when he was taking his exams. His attitude would be different towards Y/N, always seemed more patient and kind with them, but annoyed and arrogant towards others.
Y/N shook their head, “you know, Light,” Y/N turned to face him, crossing their arms over their chest, “sometimes I wonder how I lost my valedictorian spot to you in highschool,” they jokingly teased, poking his chest. They could have sworn his eyes glowed red, but they were instantly comforted with his regular face, his typical heartthrob-like appearance.
Light chuckled, putting his hand behind his neck, a bright smile on his lips. “You know sometimes I think a bit too fast,” Light said, his eyes forming crescents as he smiled.
They hummed. “Maybe you got your valedictorian spot because you used your smile to your advantage. I remember that was how you got out of classes and late slips,” they rambled, turning back around to face the table of evidence.
Light licked his lips, watching when they bent over the table. “Ah… You noticed?” he asked, “I’d say you were flirting with me, hm?” Light tilted his head, noticing how they froze.
“Light, you know I couldn’t do that to Misa.” Y/N said, shaking their head as they went back to their work. “You know I couldn’t hurt a friend..” they mumbled.
Light let out a sigh, rolling his eyes. “It’s always ‘Misa this..’ or ‘Misa that’. Who cares how she feels?” Light hummed, placing his hand on top of Y/N’s, meeting their gaze.
Light has thought about this before. If he wanted to date Y/N, he didn't have to tell them about his true identity, though Light has always thought about how amazing it would be to have his darling on top of him, calling him Kira. It would feed his ego, make him feel like the most powerful man on earth.
Y/N pulled their hand away, tilting their head. “Shouldn’t you..? You’re her boyfriend.” They reminded, shaking their head once more.
“Mm, not for long..” Light whispered, leaning against the table with his head cocked back. “I don’t want her. I want someone else.” Light told Y/N, turning his head to face them again.
Y/N blinked, staring into Light’s eyes. It was a habit they had, a habit that developed during the beginning days of the Kira investigation when they were accusing Light of the murders and it was almost impossible to read his deadpan expression. But when they looked into his eyes at this very moment, it was almost like they shined red. Almost a twinkle of scarlet.
“What do you mean? Misa has plans to marry you, Light. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was naming your future kids as we speak-“
They were cut off by Light moving behind them, his lips awfully close to their ear as he opened his mouth to speak. “I said what I said.” he told them, “And I meant what I said.” Light ran his hand up Y/N’s arm, looking at their reflection in the computer screen in front of him with hooded eyes. “Now, Y/N, answer me this… Do you want something with me? All you have to do is nod that pretty head of yours and I’ll be all over you..” He whispered in their ear.
Y/N hesitated for a moment. They were “good” friends with Misa, by good, it means they have had their fair share of insults thrown back and forth due to Light’s obvious difference in tone and emotion towards the two. Misa always suspected that Light & Y/N were up to something, more importantly, the poor girl was so paranoid that she thought Y/N was going to take her precious Light, yet she never acted on her suspicions due to Light always being with Ryuzaki during the day, she just assumed they didn’t have anything to hide. Either way, Misa or not, Y/N wanted Light just as much as Light wanted them, it was all a question of morality. If Misa walked in and saw her boyfriend pressed against the person who was now the head investigator of the Kira case, Y/N was sure the girl would freak, though Light has always told Misa that if anything were to happen to Y/N and their family, Light’s relationship with Misa would change in an instant and he wouldn’t think twice.
Y/N bit down on their lip, nodding their head. “I want it..” they mumbled, closing their eyes when they heard Light laugh, that pretty little laugh he always did.
“Good choice.” Light said, spinning them around. Light looked down at them, pressing his lips against theirs. In all honesty, Light had never done anything intimately with feelings behind it. His body felt like it was on fire after discovering what it feels like to actually enjoy the kiss they shared.
Y/N wrapped his arms around Light’s neck, leaning into their kiss as they fluttered their eyes shut.
Light pulled away after a few seconds, his hand finding its way to the back of Y/N’s neck. “Pretty soon Misa will be out of the picture,” he hummed, his free hand finding the bottom of their shirt. “And you and I will be able to be together without having to worry about her,” Light tugged the thin fabric off of their body, tongue trailing down to wrap around their hardened nipple.
Y/N arched into his touch, a gasp escaping their clenched teeth. “What do you mean Misa will be out of the picture..?” they asked, brushing his hair back.
Light’s eyes flickered up to meet Y/N’s, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips as he took their nipple into his mouth. Light took the other nipple between his fingers, leaving Y/N’s question unanswered.
Again, Y/N could have sworn that they saw a red glow in his eyes when he looked up and smiled.
Light pulled off of their nipple with a pop. “I want you to get on your knees for me,” Light said to them, standing up from his kneeled position.
Y/N instantly did what he said, unbuckling his pants, allowing them to fall to his ankles. Y/N looked up at him, tugging at his plain black boxers to expose his half-hard cock. Light sucked in a deep breath, his hands coming to Y/N’s hair.
“Be good for me and choke on my cock..” Light whispered, watching them wrap their lips around his tip. He bit down on his lip, his hips arching forward to meet Y/N’s mouth, pushing himself farther down his throat. He watched his cock disappear down their throat. He gripped their hair, keeping their head in place as he thrusted his hips back and forth into them. He loved hearing them choke on his cock, it made him feel so powerful. “That’s fucking right, baby… Such a good little whore for me…”
They looked up at him through his lashes, keeping their mouth open for Light to use. Light made eye contact with them, keeping their hair from getting in their way. Light took in a sharp breath through his teeth, humming in approval. “So skilled using that pretty little mouth of yours… Keep doing it… Just like that..” he said to them. “Imagine what Misa would think… How do you think she would react if she walked into this room and saw you on your knees for me, taking all my dick down that pretty throat of yours… Think she’d be upset? ...Think she’d snap?” Light mumbled the last part, his eyes almost rolling back as he watched them.
Y/N hummed around him, the vibrations caused his dick to twitch in their mouth.. Y/N squinted their eyes, they knew Light knew something they didn’t, but Y/N would never think that he was Kira or something. To be honest, they never really know what they would do if Light turned out to be him and Ryuzaki was right. They always got so defensive and annoyed whenever Ryuzaki would even bring up the accusation. Y/N doesn’t think they could even be mad at Light, they loved him too much. He was basically their best friend.
“How does it feel, hm? Being below me, sucking my cock like the good little pet you are…” He watched them roll their tongue against his tip, swirling it over his slit. “Worship my cock like it’s your god, slut. You should be working but you’re mouth wide open all for me… It just shows I have so much control over you, yeah? I can tell you to do anything and you’d do it for me without hesitation?”
They nodded, maintaining eye contact with Light as he thrusted in and out of their mouth.
“Making all those lewd noises… Oh, I’m sorry. You can’t control how dick depraved you are,” Light laughed, “ When I fuck into that pretty hole, I want you to scream my name, darling. I want you to cry ‘cause you feel so fucking good getting split open on my cock.”
Light hummed, “Get up. I want you to lean over against the table. And pull off your pants..” Light said to them, pulling away from their mouth. They did as he said, leaning over the table how he wanted, bent over for Light.
Light walked over to them, rubbing his tip against their hole. “Aww… Look at that… Already stretched and ready… You’ve been waiting for a fat cock to fuck that pretty hole, hm? Before you came here, you fucked yourself, huh?” Light teased, slowly pushing his tip against them, “Well, my darling… Who does this body belong to now?”
“You..” Y/N whispered, laying their head down against the cold table.
Light gripped their hips, pushing into them with one hard thrust. “Say it louder. I don’t think you convinced me yet..” he said.
“My body’s all yours, Light. All yours to play with and fuck..” They told him, closing their eyes with a moan. “It feels so fucking good, Light..”
Light hummed, placing his hand on their lower back to keep them stable. “So fucking tight… that pretty little hole of yours is taking all of me… As it should..” he mumbled, beginning at a decent pace.
They felt their eyes cross at the feeling of his cock, gripping onto the edge of the table. “All for you, Light!” they moaned out when they felt him brush against their sensitive spot, toes curling.
Light chuckled. “Ah… I found it..” he whispered, angling his hips to rock against that area over and over. “I can’t wait for you to cum all over this cock… Have you acting like a bitch in heat. Look back at me when I fuck you. I want to see your face… That pretty expression.”
They looked back at him, biting down on their lip to conceal the noises spilling out of their mouth.
“Be as loud as you want, darling. Let everybody know that I’m the one making you feel this good. Let them know that your body is mine.” Light snapped his hips into them, quickening his pace. “Such a good little bitch, yeah?”
“I don’t want-… I don't want Misa to walk in!” Y/N arched their back, feeling tears fill at the brim of their eyes. They could feel the burn of the stretch from his cock still, but it was a feeling that they absolutely loved. They always dreamed about what it would be like to have Light stretching them open.
Light pulled their hair, pressing them against his chest. “I don’t fucking care. Let her walk in. You should be grateful for my cock. You know Misa always is ready for me and asks everyday, but I always say no because I want to be buried inside of you. Don’t fucking act like an ungrateful bitch, take what’s given to you. Say you’re sorry.”
Y/N nodded, the tears spilling out of their eyes. “I’m sorry, Light..”
“No, Y/N… What are you sorry for?” he asked, his hand coming down to smack their ass, watching the jiggle.
“I’m sorry for being ungrateful. Thank you for your cock..” They whimpered.
“I want you to call me your God..” Light whispered in their ear, “Say you’re sorry, ‘My God’.” Light told them.
They looked up at him, cheeks soaked in tears. “...What do you mean?” They asked, still gripping at the table with sore knuckles.
Light bit down on his lip to conceal a smile. “Oh… I forgot.. Cute little detective doesn’t know what I’m talking about..” Light would be lying if he said this conversation wasn’t egging him on, lying if he said the thought of Y/N being stretched on his cock and not knowing his true identity didn’t excite him.
Y/N bit down on their lip, rocking their hips backward to meet his thrusts. “I-I don’t understand what you’re talking about..” Y/N whimpered, looking up at him through their lashes.
Light let out a deep breath, humming into their ear. “You being so oblivious is so sexy, you know..” Light continued moving his hips, feeling Y/N clench around him. “What if I told you…” Light took his sweet time punctuating each of his words with a rough thrust, looking down at them, “What if I told you that the man who’s fucking into this tight hole of yours knew something you didn’t about Kira, hm?”
Y/N winced at the feeling, “If you have affiliations then-- fuck, then you should have told me, Light. You know how important this case was to Ryuz-”
“I don’t have affiliations with Kira, darling…” Light leaned down, mostly for dramatic effect. He took Y/N’s jaw into his hand, making them look up in the reflection of the computer screen. Y/N opened their eyes, looking up at their two moving bodies, listening to his voice and the sound of skin slapping against skin. He rolled his hips into him, hitting deeper areas as he breathed heavily into their ear.
“I am Kira.”
Y/N looked at him in the computer reflection. “Light don’t.. Joke around with me like that…” His eyes were doing that red thing again.
Light hummed. “I felt you clench around me, darling. Does that simple idea excite you? Getting fucked by someone you’ve been chasing for so, so long, only to end up at his mercy… If you tell on me, you’ll have no choice but to tell them how you found out and what you were doing to find this out. Imagine how disgusted the press would be if they found out you were spread open for Kira’s cock, hm? No… Imagine how disgusted Ryuzaki is in you... “ Light chuckled.
Y/N moaned out at his words, smacking a palm over their mouth as they went wide eyed. Something about the particular situation was sending them into a frenzy. Their sex spasming around Light, legs going weak and shaky as a band snapped in their stomach, orgasm washing over their body without warning. They knew it was wrong, but they were too caught in the moment to stop or prevent it. They wanted Light so badly for so long, the fact that he admitted to being Kira was only aiding the burning lust for him. They relaxed into his hand that was still holding his jaw, broken whimpers falling from their bruised lips.
“I knew you’d get off to the thought like a fucking slut… So do it. Moan my name as I fuck you into overstimulation, have that body aching for more. Gonna fuck you until you can’t see straight, gonna make sure you know who owns this pretty body. I’m gonna make sure you know that only I, Kira, can make you cum like that…” He whispered into their ear, his eyes still staring at them in the computer’s reflection.
Y/N’s face burned, eyes hooded as they panted. “Fuck me, Kira… Please… I’m all yours…” Y/N said, watching his lips turn into a smile and his cheeks flush red instantly, “It turns me on knowing that you’re Kira and you own my body…” They kept going, “I want you to fill me with your cum, make me remember who owns me even after you pull out. I want to feel you for days, Kira..”
Light let out a grunt, closing his eyes as he felt his orgasm approaching. It was something about Y/N calling him Kira that made his knees go weak. Hearing Kira always made Light feel some type of way, but hearing Y/N moan out the name sent shivers down Light’s spine. It was like the simple name was at the top of some made up hierarchy in his head, hearing someone call him Kira while they were bent over for his cock, begging for his cum made him feral.
He bit down on Y/N’s neck as he came, his hips stuttering, making his thrusts sloppy. He let out a string of curses, his chest heaving against Y/N’s back. “So fucking good for me..” he hiccuped, his hands still gripping Y/N’s jaw tightly. He finally let it go, looking at the pretty handprint left on their skin, the same on their hips.
Y/N couldn’t believe what they just did, but somehow it just made them want more. They turned around onto their back, gripping Light’s shirt collar. “Keep going, please..” They begged, looking up at him with glossy eyes and tear marked cheeks.
Light laughed, his hands finding their hips again as he slid back into them. “I knew you were a slut, but I didn’t think you were this slutty,” Light looked down at them, finding a rhythm in his thrusts, “Getting off to the fact that I’m a criminal, one you’ve spent so much time trying to trace… And all this time, he was right in front of you. Well, I guess right on top of you now, huh?” He chuckled, watching their face twist in pleasure.
Y/N nodded, eyes crossing as he spoke. “You’re so fucking big, Kira..”
Light moved his hands to their cheeks, roughly pressing his lips against theirs, moaning into their mouth as he slid his tongue between their lips.
He continued his hip thrusts, Y/N’s whimpers and moans spilling into his mouth.
“Gonna cum for me again?” Light asked, looking into their eyes.
They nodded, looking back at him. “I wanna cum..” they said, pulling him into another kiss.
“Cum with me then..” he said, quickening his hips. Light never felt any better, he was in pure ecstasy, knowing he was able to fuck the person he’d been fantasizing about for years, and they even get off to Light’s obvious god complex. He couldn’t ask for more.
They both came, pressing against each other as they moaned in unison.
After a little while, Light sat up and looked down at Y/N, stroking their cheek with his thumb, a smile on his lips.
“You know, baby… We should do this again sometime.”
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Rivers (The Best Boys)
Warnings:Car crashes,mentions of sex,blood.
Im sorry in advance.This shit might hurt.
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Rafe glanced over to you, obviously knowing what this was about.He gulped and nodded, agreeing to go outside to speak to Topper.You tapped your fingers on the table anxiously as they walked outside of the house and slammed the slider door behind them.
“What do you think thats about?”Kelce asked, setting down his burger.Shit.This was it, Topper was gonna find out what you and Rafe did.It was bad enough that they knew about the kiss but this was even worse.
And it didnt help that you told Topper that you didnt like Rafe like that.Now all you felt was guilt.Guilt for hooking up with Rafe,guilt from even talking to Topper about your problems when you knew that it would probably put stress on him.Now you were screwed,head in your hands.
“You guys did things while we were gone?You kissed her last week, you gave her a hickey tonight.Whats gonna happen next week?Are you gonna get her pregnant?Do you even care about what’s happening in her life?Do you even fucking care about her at all or is she just another one of your toys that you use for sex and then just ditch?Do you not care that we all made a deal?Do you even realize what youve done?”Topper had tried his best not to yell.
Rafe stared at the blonde, eyes wide. “Dont even say that I dont fucking care about her!You’re the one that went along and dated Sarah and wouldnt shut up about it to (Y/N)!I would never-I would fucking never.You dont even know what we did!We didnt even do anything-she was freaking the hell out earlier, punching herself and hitting thins.She probably smacked herself on something before I showed up but no.You didnt even think of that possibility your mind just went straight to me fucking her.Do you know why?Its because you’re jealous.You’ve always been jealous of Kelce and I and we’re fucking tired of it.”Rafe glared, waiting for Topper to throw a punch.
He didn't though,simply staring at Rafe. “You guys didn't do anything?”Topper asked.Rafe nodded, the action barely visible in the dark.This is exactly what Kelce had feared.He was always right about most things.You even accused him of being a prophet once.
“What time is it?”Topper yawned,sitting up on the couch.You shrugged,reaching for your phone and looking between the tired boys. “What time do you guys think it is?”You asked,turning on your phone and checking for yourself. “Umm....I dunno....like 9.”Rafe shrugged.You looked over to Topper,waiting for his answer. “I think its eight.”He answered,still half asleep. “Im gonna bet its 11:47.”Kelce replied,waiting for you to confirm.You glared at him. “Fuck you,propet.”You grumbled.
“But you still kissed her.You knew what you were doing and you did it right after we all made that deal.Do you just not care anymore?”Topper asked, still angry.Rafe stood there, not knowing what the correct response would be. “Right, alright.Im gonna go home, you guys have fun.”Topper went back in the house,slamming the slider door shut behind him.
Rafe opened the door, following him inside and praying to whatever god that would listen that his friend wouldnt throw a fit.Topper simply grabbed his phone, taking another sip of his soda. “Im going home.I’ll see you tomorrow.”He went to rush past you, making your heart drop.
No hug,no forehead kiss and no explanation.Something was seriously wrong. Even when he was in a bad mood he would still give you a hug and peck your forehead before he left.
“Topper-you didnt finish your food!We didnt finish the movie either!”You exclaimed,making him stop near the door and turn around. “I know, I know.I just think I should go home now, i’ll see you tomorrow.”He opened the door, about to leave when you stopped him again.
“Text me when you get home!”You shouted to him, seeing him nod quickly before closing the door behind him, getting into his car and driving off.You looked up at Rafe, the boy still standing by the slider door in a silent shock.
“What happened?”Kelce asked, looking between you and Rafe hoping for an explanation for Topper’s sudden exit.You couldn't say anything, too afraid of what would come out,instead just resting your head in your hands.
Rafe gulped, trying to figure out what to say.He didn't understand why he should have to hold his feelings back because of Topper’s feelings.It wasn't fair to you or him. “Did I miss something?”Kelce asked, still not understanding.
Rafe shrugged,sitting back down next to you at the table,looking at the empty chair that Topper had been sitting in a couple moments ago. “I don't know.Were you guys arguing about something?”You asked Rafe,turning to face him in the chair.He shifted nervously, looking away from you.That little nervous action gave you the exact answer you needed.
“Alright, lets just sleep it off and enjoy our night.It doesn't have to be ruined because Topper decided to go home,okay?”Kelce asked,eating a chicken nugget.You nodded, feeling uneasy.Topper never did this.He always hugged you before he left, he wouldnt just walk out like that.You created a new note in your phone, typing something and showing it to Rafe.
Does he know what we did?
He read the message,quickly shaking his head. “Hey,what are you guys doing?”Kelce asked,leaning across the table in attempts of seeing the phone screen.You quickly placed your phone down,looking up at your confused friend. “Nothing,Kelce.Don't worry about it.”You told him,bouncing your leg up and down.
Something was very wrong.You didnt know why you felt so sick all of a sudden or why you were shaking,snapping out of your thoughts when Rafe reached his hand across,his hand on your leg to get it to stop bouncing. “Lets take our food and finish it in the living room while we watch the movie.”Kelce suggested, already standing up.
Topper drove down the street,approaching the bridge that made him so nervous.There were two bridges on the island,the one that separated Figure Eight from The Cut and the one that was built right over a quickly flowing river that lead from one mainroad to another.
It was the quickest way for Topper to get home from your house, it wasnt his favorite way because it always cause him to be anxious but it was quicker than the twenty minute alternative path.The bridge was old and was a popular spot for drug deals and couples that were looking to write their initials somewhere.
It had been built sometime back in the sixties before the river started to rise and the current became strong.He drove slowly,his heart pounding quick.He wished that he had taken the other way but it was far too late to leave now,already half way down the bridge.
He must’ve been shaking more than he realized,everything happening quick as he lost control of the steering wheel,sending himself right through the rusting metal bars of the bridge.
Time slowed down as the car fell from the structure,hitting the cold,quick moving water.He was forced forward as the front of the car hit a large rock,smacking his head off the steering wheel,the seatbelt locking a moment after.The cold water was filling the car quick,the whole vehicle submerged,Topper trapped by his seatbelt,unconscious.
“Topper hasnt texted me.”You frowned,checking you phone for the upteenth time within that half hour.Kelce’s eyebrows furrowed,leaning his head against your shoulder. “Im sure he’s fine,maybe he’s just tired and fell asleep when he got home or something.”That was probably a very logical explanation to a normal person but to you it seemed absolutely ridiculous.
Topper would always text you when he got home.Rafe nodded,agreeing with Kelce. “I wouldnt worry to much,its Topper.What’s the worst thing that could’ve happened?”Rafe asked,none of you paying attention to the movie.
Pennywise killing and manipulating people definitely was not helping with the situation. “Im serious.I think I should call him.”You mumbled,pressing the call icon,holding the phone to your ear.No answer. “He didnt answer, something has to be wrong.”You insisted.
Kelce took out his own phone, deciding that maybe Topper was just ignoring you and Rafe for now.His thoughts were proved wrong when Topper ignored him too. “Yeah, hes probably just asleep.”Kelce put his phone away, pulling you close to him in attempts to calm you down. “Should we go to his house?”You asked,looking over at Rafe.
He decided to just pause the movie, figuring this would be a long conversation. “He’s asleep, (Y/N).If we go there we’ll have to throw rocks at his window so he’ll wake up, its not like any of us can drive there.”He reminded you.You shrugged, feeling Kelce’s hand grip yours,his thumb rubbing circles. “Do you think he’s mad at me?”You asked, hoping that that wasnt the case.
Rafe shook his head, throwing the thought of that out the window. “He has no reason to be.He might be mad at me-he’s definitely mad at me but he’ll be over it by tomorrow.He’ll probably call in the morning, it’ll be fine.”Rafe forced a smile on his face.
You just had to hope he was right, leaning into Kelce,your arms around his torso.You noticed a look of jealousy on Rafe’s face, understanding why but choosing to ignore it.The way Kelce was shaped made him very easy to hug and cuddle with,his sweatshirt smelling like McDonalds and cologne.
“Lets watch something that’s not scary.”Kelce grabbed the tv remote,exiting out of the movie before either you or Rafe could fight him. “I vote that we watch Victorious.”You looked up at Kelce as he flipped through different options.He looked over to Rafe, silently asking for his opinion.
Rafe gave him a nod,watching as Kelce’s fingers twirled your hair,grazing over your temple and cheek as he pushed it past your shoulder,beginning to braid it.The first episode of Victorious was playing.You were sure by now that you had seen the entirety of the show at least twenty times.
You had listened to the soundtrack even more than that, Kelce being the one who insisted that you listen to it. “What time are you guys leaving tomorrow?”You asked,eyes glued to the tv.Kelce sighed, not wanting to think about the fact that he had to spend the whole day with three of his cousins.
“Maybe like….10.”Kelce answered, knowing that you probably wouldnt be awake at that time.You looked over to Rafe,waiting for his answer. “I dunno….I should probably be there early so Ward isnt waiting for me at the door.He’s gonna be up my ass all day.”He had seen all the texts from both Ward and Rose on his phone.
They were furious.It didnt really matter though, the worst they would do is yell at him.They couldnt really ground him, he was an adult anyways. “Sorry.”You muttered.Rafe grinned,shaking his head. “Dont worry about it,that party was stupid anyways.I swear to god I thought there was gonna be a fight between Mavis and Eleanor.”He chuckled,earning a smile from Kelce.
“Imagine that, the two of them just hitting each other with their canes.What would they fight about?Like,how dare you take my pie recipe and claim it as yours you old rat!”Kelce tried to sound old,his voice squeaky like he had a bad cold.
You laughed,messing up the braids Kelce was trying to do in your hair. “Or like, my grandson is prettier than yours and they have the same father!”He continued,glad he could make you laugh when you had been so stressed.Your eyes widened,sitting up.
“Wait,do their grandsons actually have the same dad or are you fucking with me?”You asked, unable to tell if he was joking or not.Kelce shrugged. “I mean, Im just saying that they look similar.Rafe,stop laughing and listen.Im just saying ive never seen Owen’s dad in the same room with Joshua’s dad.Have you?”He asked, his tone becoming serious.
You thought back to all the parties and events you had been forced to go to,trying to think if you had ever noticed either of the boys.They were two years younger than you and your boys meaning that you had never really had to pay attention to them at all, always caught up trying to beat Topper in virtual cup pong.It was one of the few virtual games that he was actually good at.
“You know,I dont think I have.”You admitted, giving into his theory.Rafe rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “There’s no way, doesnt Joshua’s dad live with him?”He asked, trying his best to remember.Kelce bit the inside of his cheek, about to answer when you spoke up. “He could be living a double life!People do that sometimes.”You reminded him.Kelce shrugged, trying to think of more ways to prove his theory.
Topper’s eyes opened again when the water was up to his knees.All he could see was black,his legs feeling numb from the cold,his left arm hurting like it had never hurt before.He cursed,trying to unbuckle his seatbelt but to no avail,the material digging into his neck and the car swaying from the tough current.
He reached for his phone that had ended up in the cupholder, only then noticing the blood coming from his sore arm.He chose to ignore it,dialing 911 as fast as he could,tears streaming down his face.If only he had taken the other way home.
“911,whats the emergency?”A feminine voice asked,hearing his shallow breaths from the other end of the phone. “My car- I drove into Crescent River-The water is in my car.”His voice sounded like he was drunk,probably because he had bit through the tip of his tongue when he crashed. “What’s your name?”The woman asked, sending everyone to the river to search for the car.
“Topper-please tell Rafe that im sorry!Tell (Y/N) that I love her!Please-fuck im gonna die.”He began sobbing, knowing that he’d never see you or Rafe or Kelce ever again.He wouldnt be able to apologize for all the dumb shit he had done over the years.
He was going to die because he and Rafe got into an argument about you.He couldve laughed.It was funny how the universe worked. “Topper, you’re gonna be just fine.Help is on the way.Can you break the window?”The dispatch asked.Topper tried to move,everything blurry.The rush of water filling the car was loud,the cold liquid now up to his chest.
“Somethings wrong with the seatbelt!Im stuck-I cant move.I cant fucking move and the water is so cold and I cant move….god please just tell my friends that im sorry.”He cried, lifting his head up so he was staring at the ceiling of the car,getting as much air as he could before the car would be completely full.
“Topper, you can tell them yourself.Help is on the way, please stay on the call.”She waited for Topper to say something else, for any sign that he hadnt drowned only to hear the sound of static before the call cut out.
“Are you guys tired yet?”You asked the boys,pulling a blanket up to your chest,still in Kelce’s lap. “No, im not going to bed until this dumbass admits that he’s wrong.”Kelce insisted, annoyed by Rafe. “Im just saying the I never saw JFK’s son when he was younger and Matt Dillon in the same room.”Rafe repeated it for the third time,still not being helpful.
“Because they werent friends!”You shouted at him, Rafe flicking your forehead. “You cant be friends with yourself!Now listen.13 bloodlines of the illuminati,right?Right.So they discover time travel so JFK’s son assassinates his dad because he couldnt support his passion for acting,right?So then he goes back in time in a different time line to become an actor and change his name to Matt Dillon.Its just like Spiderverse!”Rafe exclaimed, trying to get you guys to believe him.
You shook your head,looking back up to the tv. “Rafe, did you even pay attention to Spiderverse?”You asked, making him finally shut up. “Wait, I want to watch conspiracy theories now.”Kelce mumbled,his fingertips now tapping against your hip.You handed him the remote, letting him put on top ten craziest conspiracy theories.
When the ambulances,cop cars, fire trucks and rescue trucks showed up Topper had been without air for nearly two minutes.The lights of his car were dim but they were luckily able to spot it,sending the divers down.They were in full gear,helmet and radio included.
There were two divers,seeing that the glass had given out and smashed,some of the glass causing small cuts over Toppers body.The were able to get the car door open,cutting off the seatbelt,telling Schoope through the radio that they had gotten him,fire fighters waiting for them to bring his body up,handing him into the arms of the fire captain who then got him onto a stretcher,letting the EMT’s take him.His arm was bent in all sorts of ways,a large cut at his hairline,blood still flowing from his mouth.
“You guys believe in the moon landing, right?”You asked,moving in Kelce’s lap so you could see both him and Rafe.Kelce was hesitant to answer, not knowing what to think after watching that last theory.Rafe bit the inside of his cheek, making you groan.
“Really?”You asked, checking the time to see that it was already two in the morning. “Hey, im gonna go upstairs to sleep.Will you guys stay in the guest rooms?”You asked,sitting up with the blanket around your shoulders, cold despite the fact that you were wearing Topper’s hoodie.
“Why?”Kelce asked, letting out a loud,dramatic yawn. “Because the door is right there and so is the window...at least in the other rooms it’ll take longer for them to kill us.”You explained, grabbing your phone off the table.
“Alright, im setting alarms for 8,8:30,9 and 9:30.”Kelce announced,setting them in his clock app.You sighed,knowing that his alarms would probably wake you up as well. “For why?”You asked,already at the end of the staircase. “So I can make you guys breakfast.”He answered in a tone that made you feel dumb, almost like the answer was so obvious.
“You dont have to.”You replied, knowing that that wouldnt change anything.He shrugged,not really caring.Rafe turned off the tv,standing up and stretching out his limbs,almost touching the ceiling.You laid down in your bed after saying goodnight to them, your eyes wandering to the closet,to the window,to under the bed.
The fact that somebody had probably been in your room without you even knowing freaked you out.You turned on the flashlight on your phone,keeping it on as you scrolled through tik tok.That was probably an even worse idea since your entire for you page consisted of serial killer facts because of you liking too many Criminal Minds videos.
Eventually you decided to just go and sit in the bathroom,just so you could be anywhere else but your bedroom.You sat on the toilet,checking if Topper had been active on Snapchat,Instagram or Tumblr.Nothing.That was very unlike him even if he had been tired and fallen asleep as soon as he got home.
After twenty minutes of sitting on your toilet you decided that you couldnt go back to your bedroom.It was too creepy.So here you were,tiptoeing across the floor of your own house to one of the guest rooms at the end of the hall,knowing that’s where Rafe was.
You let out a soft sigh,carefully opening the door. “Rafe.”You called out to him softly.You could barely make out his figure on the bed,arms and legs spread out like a starfish.You sighed,deciding not to bother him.
You used your flashlight as you made your way down the hall,opening Kelce’s door. “Hey,Kelce.”You whispered,seeing him move,eventually sitting up and squinting,trying to figure out what was going on.
“(Y/N)?”He asked,trying to make sure that you were you and not some imposter.You let out a quiet sigh of relief,entering the room and closing the door behind you. “Hi.”You answered,sitting at the end of the bed. “Are you okay?”He asked,turning on his own flashlight,flipping his phone so the screen was against the mattress,the small light making it so he could see you.
“Yeah,cant sleep in my room.Can I sleep in here?”You asked.He tried to hide how happy he was,nodding. “Yeah,yeah thats fine.”he patted the spot next to him,grinning as you slid under the covers,your arm falling over his torso,head against his back as you closed your eyes.He eventually turned on his side so he could face you and you could get more comfortable,holding him like a koala,your head resting on his shoulder.
You couldnt remember anything after that which meant that you had fallen asleep clinging to your friend.You woke up when Kelce got off the bed,leaving a frown on your face. “Go back to sleep.”He whispered to you.
When they got Topper ot the hospital they were still trying to find out how bad his injuries were.He was still knocked out,eyes twitching every few moments as he was rushed down the hall and into surgery to fix his mangled arm,removing the glass that had been lodged deep inside his leg.They were glad to find that none of his injuries were fatal despite him being technically dead for 15 seconds when they had first got him out of the river.
It was determined that he had a pretty nasty concussion that would take a good couple of months until it was completely healed.The surgeon had to stitch the long cut on his hairline shut,bringing it forward ever so slightly.They had noticed his medical records,calling his mother to tell her about the horrible accident.
“Is the car okay?”She had asked,making the nurse who had called frown and tell her no,the car was definitely not okay. “Unfortunately im in California so I cant be there.Maybe just give his little girlfriend a call.”She suggested carelessly,not even bothering to ask about the condition her son was in.
Something about the way she said it sounded like she was disgusted by the idea of you.Almost like a child talking about vegetables.The nurse had asked for the number of his girlfriend,his mother reading off yours that she had stashed in her phone just in case of emergency.
When you woke up you were warm and comfortable,seeing two texts.One was from Kelce to let you know that he had left and that eggs and bacon were on the stove.The other was from Rafe telling you that he had left and got home safely.
He probably only texted you that because he had seen how worried you were when Topper hadnt.You checked your snapchat notifications,seeing that you had lost your 785 day streak with him.That really made you upset,knowing that it would take two years to get it to that point again.
You sent out your streaks,getting up with a loud yawn,stumbling as you made your way downstairs and into the kitchen,a shiver running up your spine from the cold tile.A glass plate sat on the stove,a layer of tinfoil covering it.
You peeled off the foil,placing the plate in the microwave when your phone rang.Your heartbeat picked up,hoping that it was Topper calling to tell you that he was sorry for nto calling you last night and that he was perfectly fine,frowning when you saw that it was an unknown number.
“Hello?”You asked,hoping that it wasnt gonna be ghost face on the other end. “Um...is this Topper Thornton’s girlfriend?”the voice asked.You frowned,looking around your kitchen.You had no idea who it could be or why they would think your were Topper’s girlfriend but you decided to go with it anyways,saying yes.
There was a pause before the woman spoke again. “Im sorry to inform you but your boyfriend drove into Crescent River last night.He’s got an awful concussion and a severely broken arm as well as 12 stitches.He’s currently at Kildare Hospital if you’d like to come see him.”The woman explained.
And just then everything was over.You were always terrified of getting a call like this.That Rafe had overdosed at a party or that Kelce had been hit with a golf club to the head.But you never thought it would happen.
You felt like you couldnt breath,your hand gripping the phone so hard that you thought it might crack.You didnt know how you would get to the hospital.Rafe was at home and would take too long to get to your house,Kelce was at his cousin’s house on the complete opposite side of the island.
You knew what you had to do,grabbing your keys that had stayed in the junk drawer for the past two years,a layer of dust covering the metal.You rushed out of your house with nothing but your keys and phone,not bothering to slip on pants or even grab your bag,going into your garage in a rush.
You couldnt even remember turning on the car engine,speeding out of your driveway and leaving a trail of black marks,driving straight to the hospital.The car smelt like stale doritos for a reason that you couldnt understand.
The last time you had used this car or even drove was back when you were seventeen and nearly passed out while you were driving,too scared to try it again.It didnt matter now,your foot not leaving the gas pedal,hands gripping the steering wheel so hard that your fingers hurt,pulling into a random parking spot at the hospital,not even checking your parking job.
You held your phone and your keys in the same hand,sprinting and nearly getting hit by another car in the process,gasping for air when you reached the front desk. “I-I need to see Topper Thornton.”You spoke quickly,almost coughing.
The nurse’s eyes widened,realizing that you were the girl she had spoken to on the phone. “(Y/N)?”She asked,wanting to be sure before she told you what was important.You nodded,wanting this to be over so she’d tell you what room you needed to go to.
“He said on the 911 call that he wanted you to know that he loved you and that he wanted Rafe to know thay he was sorry,I thought you should know.He’s up in room 234,2nd floor just two doors down.”She told you,a sympathetic look in her eyes.
You didnt think too much about it,running up the staircases because taking the elevator would waste time.You glanced at the rooms,trying to remember if she had said if the room was on the left or on the right.You found the room after a few seconds,preparing yourself before opening the door.
The lights were dim,the tv off.And then there was Topper,looking like he was dead.His left arm was put in a cast from his mid bicep to his hand,bent so the it was at a ninety degree angle and wresting on his stomach.
A few pieces of hair had fallen over the dark blue stitches that kept his skull from being visible,his eyes closed.An oxygen tube settled at his nose,multiple IV’s in his right arm,the heart monitor keeping a steady beat.
You were grateful for that,watching the lines move up and down,memorizing the sound of the beeping.You sent Rafe and Kelce text messages,telling them what had happened,deciding to keep the words that Topper had said to the dispatch to yourself for now.
After a long twenty minutes of sitting there a nurse came in,surprised to see you. “He should be waking up soon.Are you his spouse?”She asked,writing down something on a clipboard.You nodded,still keeping up with the lie figuring that it was the only way you’d be allowed to stay in the room with him.
“Alright,he should wake up any moment,hun.”She smiled at you before leaving the room,closing the door quietly behind her.You rolled your eyes,figuring that she had spoken that sentence five other times today and that she didnt actually care about you or Topper.
You found yourself scooting your seat closer to the hospital bed,running your fingertips along the palm of his good arm.His eyes slowly opened,shutting again for a moment,slowly adjusting.
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So I have a request for the main three + Kiri of you still accepting requests. So how about s/o is on her period and she wasn't prepared and bleed a lot and the boys have get her pads after they got over the shock of so much blood in the bed and just cuddle with her cause she feels horrible because of the cramps and stuff, if you want uwu cause my period always kills me huhhh also ur writing is so good im in love, keep it up love 🥰🙌🏾💕
(a/n):hello! i’m very sorry this took very long to complete as i wasn’t feeling well argh!! thank you so much for your kind words hdgh i might cry :’((, anyway, enjoy!
requests are still open!!
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what would they do when their s/o has their period?
warnings: none! except for blood
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midoriya
izuku is the person who notes everything down. he had a personal journal for you, and a part of it was about the situations he might need to face and solve during your period
so you two were on the bed, really, really tired after a long day of training.
he noticed earlier that you were stressing out even more than usual.
perhaps....maybe not, he thought.
you felt light-headed, so you told him that you needed a drink. he let you go from the cuddled position that you were in.
and only then was he shook
blood!
“um, y-y/n? don’t freak out, okay?”
“what’s wrong?”
he pointed to your blood on his sheets, and your shorts.
cue yourself freaking out so bad
he freaks out too, but he retains himself. he needs to stay strong for you.
“i...i stained your sheets a-and i don’t kn-know what to d-do! i’m sorry, izuku! i just-,”
“no, no, no! wait, calm down. this is nothing, okay? i can help you. we’ll clean you up first. i’ll head over to your room and grab your stuff.”
he rushes to your room as promised, and just shoved everything into his backpack (he got to know from you that pads should be hidden)
he waits for you outside the bathroom, checking in every 5 minutes.
minutes later and you came out refreshed, but another problem was already there, once you entered his room.
your cramps
he’d be so sad. why should his s/o go through this?
he grabbed his stained sheets and tossed them aside; replacing them with new ones. proceeds to soak the old ones. insists on washing your clothes as well, even though you said no 8377291 times
a gentleman
all that mattered was you and you only
he laid you down, placing your hot pack he got on your stomach. also gave you painkillers (told you- he noted down everything you needed)
once you were slowly getting comfortable, he decided to join you.
“i’m sorry izuku, i wish i knew when it was coming and it’s just unpredictable sometimes. i’ll wash your sheets for you.”
“y/n, what are you talking about? you don’t have to worry about the sheets. i can handle them myself. right now, let’s just focus on making you feel better.”
you fall asleep in his arms. which, you will admit, is the best thing ever.
bakugou
boom boom boi? now i’d like to think that he’s really, really soft when the two of you are alone. doesn’t rage, doesn’t go off. soft bakubabe. imagine the patience he would have to just handling you during your period T_T
you were in his room, on his couch.you laid on his lap, something he didn’t mind at all. he was checking his phone.
it was a long day. you felt more exhausted than usual.
“where do you keep your chips? i’m starving,” you stood up, stretching. your back hurt.
he looks away from his phone.
silence.
“’suki?”
“babe, you’re bleeding.”
“what...?” you said no more, eyes widening at the sight of his cushion stained with your blood.
“oh. my. god.”
you just stood there, tearing up. “i- god i wish i knew! i’ll go wash this up real quick. why am i like this?! i’m sorry, katsuki-,”
“oi, what about you? you’re not leaving like this. this is normal, right?”
you sniffled, nodding.
“okay. deep breaths. let’s get you cleaned up.”
“where a-are you going?”
“your room.”
he takes your bag, placing in your items. doesn’t forget the pads, of course!
once, he noticed you taking painkillers. he found those too, they should be useful.
only then did he realize how unpredictable those periods are.
when he came back, he checked on you.
“you doing all right in there, y/n?”
“yeah.”
he hands you the essentials you needed, waiting patiently.he then grabs the cushion and your stained clothing, reminding himself to clean them up well.
he was never going to allow you to clean them up.
knocking the door to make sure you didn’t faint. because the next thing that came were the cramps.
oh boy, he was right. you were in pain. he gives you the painkiller, and settled you in. he lays next to you, using a little bit of his quirk on your stomach, since it’s warm.
“feeling better now?” he asked, his other palm on your cheek.
“i’m sorry, katsuki.”
“stop that. it’s what you go through monthly and there’s no blocking it. i’ve never said this before, but you’re really strong.”
“so you finally admit it.”
“haha, yeah. only for now.”
a literal angel. i wouldn’t see him angry for that whatsoever.
todoroki
third gentleman of the day!
you two were in his room. it was the weekend tomorrow, so you two loved hanging out with each other till late night. sometimes in your room, sometimes in his. so you guessed it - this week was in his.
your stomach had this weird feeling already.
“are you okay? you look pale,” shoto asked, placing a hand on your back.
“yeah, maybe i need a glass of water,” you said, getting up from his bed.
“okay-,”
he was so confused when he saw blood on his sheets.
and it was from where you were resting.
he was right. your shorts were stained.
“y/n, love. i think i may know why you don’t feel so good.”
you turned to him.
“OH NO”
you looked at your shorts, your face flushing with the darkest shade of red. right here? now? really? in your boyfriend’s sheets?
“i’m so sorry, sho! argh, what have i done? i understand if you’re mad but please, let me clean them up for you!”
“what? no, i’m not mad. i have to admit, i am really inexperienced with this, but that’s not going to stop me.”
“are you s-sure?”
“i am. now tell me, how can i help you?”
you still had a heavy heart, but you knew he wasn’t about to budge. with enough information, he set off to your room. drawer after drawer, he finally found pads. new clothes. a fresh towel. some essentials.
you also told him about painkillers, but he had those in case if anybody needed it. looks like his s/o did.
he also made sure to soak the stained clothing and sheets. he may have hid them from you,,,he knows you well.
when you came out, you were already groaning in pain. watching you like that only made his heart sink.
dude, he would’ve cried.
with newly replaced sheets, and a painkiller taken, he carried you bridal style and snuggled in with you. like katsuki, he could use his left hand to warm up your lil belly <3
“do you need anything else, love?”
“sho, how can i ever thank you...? you’ve done more than enough.”
“really?” he smiled. “well, i’m glad. get some rest. you’ll be better soon.”
literally crying in the club look how soft
bonus! kirishima
ksks these boys give me the feels
he starts to notice you complaining about how you felt uncomfortable. being the manly man that he is, he wants to help
you were walking around, trying to forget the pain
but that was after you were sitting on his bed, talking to him.
“what did you have for dinner? the same as us, right?”
“yeah! it doesn’t hurt. it’s just this lingering feeling that it’s about to come soon.”
sounds familiar, he thought.
he was thinking real hard, noticing the red dye on his bed.
wait. red dye? but he hasn’t dyed his hair for a while!
oh.
“babe, turn around for me.”
“what’s wrong, eiji?”
you did, only to receive a shocked expression on his face.
“y/n! is it that time of the month for you?”
“huh?”
you freaked out, seconds after realization. saw the bed, freaked out again. “i forgot! i forgot, but how?! eiji, i didn’t mean it! now your bed is stained, it looks so bad! okay, so give me those sheets, i’ll have them cleaned up for you. say no more.”
“y/n! i know you didn’t. let’s not panic, okay? i’m gonna go to your room, grab your stuff, and get back here. meanwhile, i’ll need you to clean yourself up. i can’t send you back like this. that ain’t manly of me.”
“eiji, but-,”
“no, babe. i’m here for you. let’s do this. together.”
as told, he went to your room. while you were in his, cleaning up after yourself, keeping your tears from flowing
he came back very soon than expected. patience was his key!
makes sure you did not get the chance to take any of the stained clothing.
“okay, here’s your hot pack! and take these. i found your emergency pills in the jar.”
“eiji,” you said.
“yeah? what’s up?”
“i wanna cuddle.”
“anything for you, my love!”
you two fall asleep after the pain went down. cuties
you’ll never feel down with him around.
(a/n): fun fact! my cramps get the best of me, too. god, how i wish i could cuddle with someone. :( ehem, anyway! i tried my best! i apologize for any typing errors :/
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