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mooshys · 3 years

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zara employee!AU futakuchi

content: me trying to be funny, retail headcanons

word count: 2.0k

a/n: ah yes, so winter (@/wackatoshi) and I planned out this entire mall universe for the hq boys and it’s the funniest thing to think about. y’all know those rude zara employees at the mall who judge you as soon as you walk in and tell you that “everything’s out on the floor already” when you ask for a size up? and all the racks on the floor are in shambles? that’s what inspired this. not sure if another installment will be added to this, but whatever! for reference, the other employees: oikawa, ennoshita, kuroo, hanamaki.

the worst person to work with... ever

he completely fits the stereotype of zara employee

will go on his lunch break, but “accidentally” forget to clock out, so he’s still earning cash for eating his sandwich in the back. also prolongs his breaks by at least 5 minutes

can never be found when there’s a rush. and by the time they DO find him, the store is completely empty

comes in late, but leaves as soon as his shift ends

never comes to the store on his days off and whenever the managers text him asking if he can pick up a shift he says he’s “busy”

everyone knows it’s a lie. one time ennoshita, the manager, went on his break and saw futakuchi buying a pretzel at the auntie anne's from the mall food court even though he texted ennoshita like thirty minutes ago that he already had important plans for the day. futakuchi made direct eye contact with him as he took a bite into his pretzel, not the least bit apologetic about lying

all his coworkers wonder how he still has this job

spends most of his shift complaining about working than actually working

when people ask if there are any other sizes in the back, he’ll go to the storage room, play on his phone for 5 minutes, and then walk out to the customer and tell them that they're out of stock

will say he’s doing go-backs, but in reality he’s just walking around the store in circles to avoid work

when he’s REALLY annoyed he sometimes won’t even wear his name tag on the floor so the customers don’t know if he works there and will leave him alone

doesn’t even try to hide how disgruntled he is with work, will literally say “I hate this job” loud enough for customers to hear when he’s shit talking with oikawa behind the register. does loud audible sighs when a customer comes up to check out if he’s in the middle of telling a story

awful at folding the clothes. he might as well just compress all the shirts into a ball and toss them into the bag instead

DESPISES CLOSING WITH A PASSION. he hates staying back even five minutes to pick clothes off from the ground. will literally curse that the company is so inconsiderate of his time even though he clocked in late to his shift...

if you’re on shift with him be prepared to do all the work... go see a chiropractor cuz you’ll basically be carrying him on your back the whole time!

he also finds the most creative ways to get others to do his work for him. his usual victim is hanamaki. he’ll go up to him and say “hey, do you mind folding up all the shirts in zone B for me? ennoshita asked me to organize the back since we’re doing new promos tomorrow” and hanamaki’s so clueless and goes “yeah! sure dude, I got it!”

futakuchi doesn’t organize in the back, he hides behind all the boxes while crouched down on his phone for about twenty minutes before going out on the floor again

someone save hanamaki he’s literally doing futakuchi’s work for him... poor boy needs a RAISE

you actually don’t work at the store futakuchi works at, you’re a part timer at another nearby store

during the holiday season the zara futakuchi works at gets super busy and you take a few extra shifts there to help out

you and futakuchi have an... interesting relationship

first thing you say when you see him during the holiday season: “you haven’t been fired yet?”

he’s rolling his eyes going “oh haha. very funny. saw you were at the bottom of sales last week. that’s probably why you’re always getting transferred here, huh.”

you two are constantly snapping back at each other, even when you’re ringing other people up at the registers. the customers are standing there awkwardly as you two scan and passive aggressively insult each other

it’s so weird, like you two are so mean to each other, but at the same time you’re both practically attached to the hip during your shifts together

futakuchi is more... punctual during the holiday season and even takes a COUPLE EXTRA SHIFTS which floors ennoshita (he’s so moved, he thinks futakuchi has had a change of heart and is trying to improve his work ethic... buddy that’s not it, I’m so sorry)

every time you clock in, futakuchi is there too and you’re going. oh great. not this guy again. it’s like clockwork, as soon as your shift starts, you’re at each others’ neck

when you diss the way he folds clothes, he’s scrutinizing your high pitched customer service voice

at first the other guys are laughing at what’s going on between you two and they’re thinking you two are Mortal Enemies For Life

but then they start noticing little by little that your relationship with futakuchi isn’t like that at all

when you’re scolding futakuchi with his awful folding, you take the time to show him all the steps to make a clean display free of wrinkles. he’s standing next to you trying to imitate the way your hands work on the fabric. he adds in a few snarky comments here and there, but you hush him as you’re giving instructions

and when you’ve got a huge rack of clothes from the dressing room that need to go back on the floor, futakuchi offers to help you put them away. he’ll say “ennoshita told me to help out” and you brush it off, but he’s actually lying. he’s helping you on his own accord

he has his asshole persona to keep up with, so he’s still sliding in snide remarks, but you’re so used to it and can keep up with him that he’s always on his toes. he likes this back and forth with you

one day, kuroo starts talking about you with futakuchi to get the 411 on what’s going on between you two. futakuchi denies it all until kuroo starts teasing him by saying he’ll ask you on a date. that’s when futakuchi’s going. wait what

“yeah, there’s a nice restaurant about ten minutes from here and I think going there on a date would really—”

futakuchi starts internally freaking out. he’s going “oh. a date. at a nice italian restaurant near here. wow.”

and kuroo’s got a nice lopsided grin because HE KNOWS and he’s still egging him on

that’s when it finally hits futakuchi. he... he likes you. He Likes You A Lot

the tips of his ears start turning red at this sudden revelation

and upon seeing this kuroo’s like "Alright bud, I was just messing with you. But if you don’t ask her out on a date then I sure as hell will!"

futakuchi’s going alright man give me like a week

Bro futakuchi is even MEANER to you than he was before because he Likes you and Doesn’t Know How To Deal With His Feelings since he’s got the emotional capacity of a grade schooler

futakuchi: wow. that blouse you’re wearing. it suits you.

you: really? thank you I think the color—

futakuchi: yeah. it’s ugly. like you.

you: ...

kuroo’s watching the exchange from the register completely horrified. he’s like. what have I done. futakuchi whips his head over with pleading eyes when you tell him to shove it and kuroo’s shaking his head thinking “I never should have gotten involved”

he’s in too deep already and when you leave the floor to help ennoshita with the stockroom, kuroo has another one-on-one with futakuchi. he tells him the basics like “Don’t call the person you like Ugly”

“well what else am I supposed to say”

truly a lost cause...

it’s like talking to a wall with futakuchi. kuroo’s telling him to be polite and sweet to you and futakuchi’s nodding his head in understanding, but as soon as he’s within a 3ft radius near you his brain is thinking “insult them for attention” kuroo’s like DUDE. WHAT DID I SAY.

this sad exchange goes on for a week and by then kuroo’s like. I give up on you. I can’t deal with this and the holiday rush. he’s waving up the white flag

futakuchi’s been kinda meaner to you than before, so you start ignoring him a bit and he’s getting so frustrated with himself that he doesn’t even know what to do and kuroo notices you two not talking AT ALL during a shift and he’s like. Futakuchi. Just Confess Already. Jesus.

futakuchi wishes he never realized he likes you because he wants to go back to those work days when you two would be Kinda Cheeky towards each other and everything was lax

the confession happens when ennoshita assigns you and futakuchi to work on orders in the back room. at first, futakuchi was trying to find hanamaki to do the work for him, but was promptly dragged by ennoshita to the back. there was no getting out of this

when he saunters on in, he sees you’re already printing out the shipping labels and folding up boxes and it’s silent, your back is facing him and he can definitely feel something is wrong

you saw him searching for hanamaki on the floor and it hurt your feelings because were you that insufferable to work with?

there’s silence between you two and then you break it and tell him that he can go back on the floor if he doesn’t want to work with you

and he can sense the hurt in your voice and he’s like... no, no, no that isn’t it

you’re shaking your head and saying “look, I get it. I get on your nerves. I could tell from this past week and you avoiding me. sorry if I did anything wrong... you can grab hanamaki and we’ll finish these orders while you work in the front”

now futakuchi is internally screaming NONONONONO in his mind because YOU’RE not annoying him at all he’s just a complete dummy who doesn’t know how to deal with his own emotions and now you’re on the verge of crying as you fold some shirts with tissue paper

it’s now or never

futakuchi blurts out that he Really Likes You

at first you think he’s joking and you’re going “Are you serious right now? I’m literally crying and you think NOW is the time to do some fake middle school confession? you’re sick”

POOR GUY HE’S LIKE “NO I REALLY MEAN THAT I LIKE YOU... A LOT...”

he’s right next to you now and grabs onto your shoulders so you can get a good look at his face. his eyes are all business as he confesses again

you’ve got your hand over your mouth and it hits you

futakuchi being Extra Mean to you is his way of showing affection...

now you’re throwing your head back in laughter because he’s so dumb. he’s tall and handsome and too cheeky for his own good, but he’s also like an elementary school kid realizing he’s got his first ever crush and he has absolutely No Idea how to Deal With It

after you’re done laughing, you lightly hit him on the chest and throw in a few lighthearted insults before you hug him as tight as you can. he returns the favor by wrapping his arms around you, practically engulfing you

he’s thinking wow. this is nice. he’s keeping his mouth clamped shut to avoid ruining the moment, but he’s totally digging the way you fit perfectly in his arms

when you pull away you notice his face is red all over and now you’re cracking up and calling him tomato head

and at this, he’s pointing at your running mascara and is like “sure I look like a tomato, but you’re looking like a reject Joker with all that smudged makeup”

now you two are fighting in the back, but in a more loving manner

as soon as you both clock out for the night, futakuchi takes you to the nice italian restaurant nearby. the one kuroo mentioned about a week beforehand

it’s the perfect place for a first date

(he’s too prideful to thank kuroo, but what he instead does is send a selfie with you in the picture + the food during the first date. kuroo’s slow clapping it out. he knew the little asshole could do it.)

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bvckleydiaz · 3 years

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400 Follower Celebration 🍾

I’m finally getting around to do this post (hold for the applause 👏🏼 ) I’m currently at 423 ha. I’ve been trying to figure out what to say and what to post about this.. I mean it’s taken me almost a week to finish it. That being said, I think I’m going to take a page out of @burzekbrettsey’s book and share some of my favorite blogs who’ve helped me get to where I am and ones that you should be following too!

@kelly-severide: Nikki! Oh my sweet sunshine. I could go on and on for hours talking about her. You are the definition of a soulmate best friend. She’s been such a supportive person from the very beginning. She doesn’t believe it, but she’s an artist is every aspect of the word. The content she makes continues to blow me away every time something new gets put out. She’s legit one of my favorite people on this planet. I don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you🧡

@loveyourownsmiilee: Juju! Oh lord where do i even start. I swear you are my other half. She has the “oliver sense” that comes into play whenever Oliver posts something and deletes it. I mean she snatches those ig stories like it’s her job! We constantly talk about Oli and Ryan. Those are our boys and no one can say any different. She has one of the most positive blogs out there! She has such a bright, beautiful, and kind soul. I’m so glad we found each other 🤍

@burzekbrettsey: Sky! My bestie. We haven’t known each other for long, but I feel like it’s been ages! You are my favorite person to freak out with over Jay Halstead and his thigh holster. I mean that’s such a beautiful sight! Secondly, you are an AMAZING baker!! Have y’all seen the things she can make?!! When she opens her own bakery later in life I’m going to be her number one supporter! I have a feeling it’s always going to be you, nikki and I against the world. Forever homies 🧁

@matan4il: Alice! First off, if you aren’t following her, you are MISSING OUT! Her stories are everything! Since day one I’ve called her the smut queen and she has never disappointed. Her friendship is something I cherish so much in life. She’s the absolute sweetest. If I’m ever having a bad day, she somehow knows it, and helps talk me through it. I’m so grateful for you! ❤️

@fernnette: Fern! We go WAY back! You’ve seen me at my worst (aka the twitter fandom) and yet you still wanna be friends with me.. I don’t know why, but I’m grateful! I can’t even put into words how awesome you are. I’m so glad you made the discord when you did. I feel we’ve grown closer and we’ve made some amazing friends out of it. You are SUCH A TALENTED WRITER. I’m forever stuck on you and your writings. legit the first thing that comes to my mind when i think of you is #horny-jail. Also, as I’m typing this up you are in the discord writing your ass off and it’s v inspirational. like i wanna hop on over and write some. i can’t wait to see what’s coming up next from you 💛

@kenroczen: Jamie! My twin. Eddie Diaz simps unite! Although we get sad when we get someone new in the discord and we lose them to the evan buckley simps, Im glad we got each other! I love being able to talk all things ryan and eddie with you. Oh and don’t even get me started on the big bird gif! I die of laughter every single time someone is talking eddie/ryan with me and you come in out of nowhere. You are the best! ❣️

@doctornineandthreequarters: Jaime! My GGG buddy!! I never would’ve thought I’d bond with someone over buddie and that lead me to bonding over Guy’s Grocery Games. You’re writings are phenomenal! I don’t know how you do it, but you get those fics out so easily. You put so much into your fics and it shows! You’re such a talent! 🖤

@ineedapuppyandsomevodka: Mikayla! I truly didn’t think I’d ever find someone else who has the same inappropriate mindset like me, but here you are! You are relatable in every aspect. Your writings are some of my absolute favorite! Even the same drabbles have me weak. You’re so supportive of me in the discords and I hope I’m at least half as helpful as you are. I’m super grateful for you 💙

@buddie-buddie: Ella! First off, if you don’t know Ella, she’s the mastermind behind the White House AU universe!! She’s BRILLIANT! Whenever I see you in my notifications I can’t believe it. I’m sorry but this amazing writer and human being is in my notifs?!! What even? I know we’ve only become mutuals recently, but I’ve been following your writings since the beginning. I can’t tell you how excited I get when I see an email saying you updated. You are the absolute best! I hope we get to know each other more in the future! 💗

@sneetchestoo: You are so freaking supportive! I can always count on you to be in my notifications. You give me opinions, advice, and help me through hard time. You’re such a sweetheart 💚

@woodchoc-magnum: Felicity! We don’t get to interact very often, but let me tell you when you followed me?!! OH MY LORD I WENT OFF THE WALL. You are in my top 3 favorite writers of all time. You are such a glorious writer. Like all props to you my love! I swear I fangirl a tad bit whenever I see you in my notifs. Thank you for sharing your talents with us 🤎

and the honorable mentions: there’s so many others that I’m grateful for. I say it often, but i don’t know how I have this many followers! Thank you all for being so kind and supporting this, all over the place, blog 💝

@maygrant @trkstrnd @sixringss @siriuslyjamie @seik-o @shameless-aquarius @sometimesimfandomtrash @princessfbi @javachik @imaginebuck @captaincasey @gins-potter @thisissirius @hotchsbabygirl @jayhalsteadfan-2417 @blakestrand126 @selenaurrr @sunshinestrand @tkandbuck

Cheers 🥂

#400 followers #bvckleydiaz #mutuals

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90sbokuto · 4 years

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since october is nearing us, bakugo, deku, and todoroki but they got hit by a vampire quirk (i imagine they also have hypnosis as part of said vampire quirk) and their s/o lets them drink their blood when hungry??

— “ bnha boys with a vampire s/o ”

including: bakugo, deku and todoroki

genre: fluff, humor and implied smut-ish???

warnings: language, mention of blood and implied hickies

a/n: happy october everyone !! these are a lil longer since there’s only three!

— katsuki bakugo

- he’s completely unaware,,,,

- in fact, you didn’t realize this either .. you were babysitting a kid and they bit you, but you didn’t think anything of it cause sometimes kids just be biting

- you only noticed it when the two of you were cuddling while you were hungry and impulsively bit into his neck

- even you were taken off guard because you weren’t even TRYING to bite his neck, it was like your body just acted on it’s own and you couldn’t focus

- he didn’t mind that you bit into it, it just kinda took him off guard that you drew blood

- “ WOAH WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU-”

- “ SORRY! SORRY OH MY GO- ”

- he would never tell you but he kinda find it hot that you just randomly bit into his neck like that

- he kinda wanted you to do it again chile (eyes)

- and then you start realizing it’s a problem days later when you keep wanting to bite on every person you see ..

- bakugo keeps seeing you ogle everyone in the room around lunch and as much as he knows somethings off, he can’t help but get a little jealous

- so you buy yourself time and a whole box of gushers so you feel like you’re biting something with blood when you’re hungry

- ngl watching you bite into those little gushers pisses him off cause he’d much rather you drink his blood if you were hungry

- and as he watches you bite into one, he already has a hunch what’s going on

- “ COME ON DAMMIT! ” he sighs, dragging you to Recovery Girl’s office

- he yelled at you the whole way there about how it’s painfully obvious that there’s something wrong with you

- and it really is, you had fangs and your pupils were HUGE

- “ ohh young y/n, it looks like you got hit by a vampire’s quirk.. ” all might, who was also in the room, said.

- and it also affected bakugo since you ingested some of his blood

- since it has to go away on it’s own and you’d already ingested his blood, he just kinda let’s you keep sucking on his neck

- he finds it cute that you can’t resist biting onto his neck and you can’t stop it or focus while doing it, but it does leave scars

- “ woah y/n did a number on your neck! ” kirishima laughed, while they were changing into their hero costumes

- “ mind your business, shitty hair, they were hungry ” he snapped

- it was such bad timing but the whole bakusquad heard too

- “ THEY WHAT? ” kaminari asked, almost about to faint

- he liked it but he’d never tell you

— izuku midoriya

- this is who you scare AGSASDJHAS-

- for whatever reason, the quirk didn’t affect you until days later but it hit harder than the norm

- light made your head ache, you wanted raw meat, and for some reason to do everything at night but sleep during the day

- sero began referring to you as the “nocturnal” one

- deku’s naturally inquisitive so as he’s researching it says that you either have cancer or you’re pregnant

- he came to the conclusion that he’d ask Recovery Girl tomorrow and to just spend the night with you to make sure you don’t feel alone

- so as he’s completely drifted off to sleep he feels you shuffle over to his side and then a sharp pain in the left side of his neck

- you couldn’t help it, you were gonna try and fall asleep buried in the crook of his neck but suddenly your teeth were latched onto his neck

- he slapped you thinking it were some sort of bug but it was just you

- don’t attack this guy, he just wanted a good nights rest lmfaoodsjndsj

- so now he’s up looking at you and you’re staring at him..

- now he’s scared, irritated, honestly every emotion in the book, and honestly have you seen deku when he’s irritated?? that’s what i thought, me neither and it horrifies me

- “ what are you doing y/n? ” his voice shook

- “ drinking your blood ”

- homie is about to SCREAM

- " why? ” he asks, getting ready to pry you off of him

- “ i don’t know, i was a little hungry.. ” you reply, looking back at him with wide puppy dog eyes

- as much as it scared him, he felt a bit sorry for swatting you and it felt good so he let you do it for a few more minutes

- and then a few more minutes turned into two hours while y’all slept

- when he woke up, there were little marks where your teeth had been and you were still fast asleep

- he lets you do it whenever you feel like you have the urge until it wears off

- “ midoriya , that’s unprofessional! ” iida’s voice boomed, staring hard at your neck

- “ it’s not that!! ” he began freaking out, “ y/n got hit with a vampire’s quirk and i just let them drink my blood when they’re hungry..”

- iida looked so disgusted yet confused jsdfjsdfbs yall done broke this man

- when the quirk wore off, he was sad that you wouldn’t suck on his neck but a lot more relieved since he had more energy

- “ y/n, do you feel better? ” he asked, peeking into your room. he gave you a smile and as you nodded and he left, you could still see the marks on the back of his neck

— shoto todoroki

- he’s confused but doesn’t want to know if you catch my drift

- like he’s fine with helping you with whatever symptoms you may have but he doesn’t even wanna how you got it

- homie is gonna get jealous/defensive

- but best believe if he finds out who did it, he’s stealing endeavor’s credit card again and making sure you have anything you might need for the symptoms

- the only thing he’s not liking is that you’re always up at night, you suddenly have energy when you shouldn’t,,

- he begins wondering if it’s a symptom or if you’re just always like that because it’s so casual

- “ y/n?? ” he called out sleepily

- “ yes? ” you asked, while typing away, creating playlists on spotify

- “ why are you awake? ” he asked, rolling back over

- “ i’m not sure, i just couldn’t sleep but i wanted to listen to music. ”

- he’s so tired that he just lets it happen, he is on rest mode

- at first he just kinda assumed you couldn’t go out during the day because y’know sunlight and loud noises

- which he was fine dealing with, it meant he didn’t have to go out too much either and both of you got a break to hang out for at least a week

- but when you bite into his neck he didn’t expect this to be what he’s helping you out with

- y’all were chilling out watching a movie and suddenly you hear your stomach rumble

- lmfaoo y’all just look at each other, since he brought you soba and you haven’t eaten any

- “ do you mind if i try something? ” you asked, barely being able to hold back

- “ maybe.. ” he said, slightly confused at what you would do

- and you moved his hair slightly so it wouldn’t be in your face and bit down hard into his neck

- you saw him squeeze the blanket a little harder and wince but after a moment, he was more relaxed

- “ mm? ” you asked, wide eyed and muffled

- “ it hurts.. ” he said

- so you took your teeth out of his neck

- “ what if we try it somewhere else? ”

- he moved his collar to reveal the flesh around his collarbone

- “ lower. ” he suggested

- and then you bit there and he winced again but quickly followed it up by moving your hair and placing his arm around you

- “ that feels much better, y/n.” he said.

- surprisingly he was the most content out of the three

- everyone was surprised when he just let you suck on his collarbone but he didn’t seem to be bothered or concerned, so why should they

- he really said, free blood, take it, take it all

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kyuublu · 4 years

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Sparkling Soda

Song Inspiration: Young - Vacations

Here I was again. Getting dragged to some club by my friends.

“Why do we have to be here on a Sunday?” I shrugged leaning against the bar with a Coke in hand. Oikawa turned to my tired form with his finger raised. “Because this is a special event.” This guy would never let me leave I thought, casting my gaze towards the other boy beside me. “Did you agree to this Iwai? You know we got that math test tomorrow.”

Hajime was my only chance of getting back home. If he was convinced that leaving was a good Idea, Oikawa would follow immediately.

“Well I’m not the one that’s failing the class.” The brunette smirked confidently. He knew what I was trying to do. “Relax. This time it’ll be worth it.”

The boy wouldn’t budge and continued “I hate to say this but Oikawa is right for once.” Iwaizumi sipped on his drink, earning a glare form his childhood friend. I crossed my arms and sighed in defeat.

“What’s so special then?”

Tooru put his hands on his hips, smirking at the stage that was further away in front of us. “You’re gonna find out soon enough.”

Rolling my eyes I put my drink on the counter behind me and turned back to the stage. The club wasn’t empty but it wasn’t really packed either. There was a group of people standing infront of the small stage, seemingly waiting for something or someone. I’ve never been here but I realized soon enough that this was more of a indie/alternative bar. Posters were plastered on the walls, the bar was filled by people with ripped jeans and leather jackets. The whole place just smelled like cigarettes and booze.

Suddenly the there was some kind of movement in the stage area. The small crowd infront of us began shuffling around, some cheered a little until some guys entered the stage. Must be a band.

My eyes grew wide as I spotted two of our friends.

“I thought Hanamaki and Matsukawa were busy tonight?” Was the only thing that I could muster up to say at the moment. The shock still spilling in. “Well they are.” Haji let out a small chuckle.

Hanamaki was now seating himself at the drums. “I would’ve never taken him to be the kind to play the drums.” I mumbled without thinking. “Me neither but oh boy, you’ll be suprised at who’s going to sing tonight.” Oikawa came closer to Iwaizumi and sat down on the stool next to him.

Matsukawa put some sort of belt that was connected to a bass over his shoulder and shuffled towards the mic.

“No fucking way-“ I gasped. He was not about to sing right now. This is a joke, right?

“Hey guys, thank you all for coming. We haven’t been able to play much in this area so we’re really happy for this opportunity.” Matsukawa sounded more shy and nervous than usual. He looked around for a bit before continuing with a smile “Thank you for listening. We hope you’ll enjoy it.”

The band began playing their chords, all harmonizing. In a way it wasn’t perfect but it still sounded amazing to my ears.

I was at the edge of my seat at this point and I could feel the stares of my two friends beside me lingering.

Then Matsukawa came closer to the Mic, spilling his whole heart out in the most beautiful way I’ve ever witnessed. His voice wasn’t the greatest either, he didn’t hit every note but somehow his soft and breaking words fit perfectly to the tune they were playing. It felt like I was in a trance. This wasn’t the boy I saw at practice every week.

They played 3 more songs. My eyes glued to the stage the whole time, especially at the boy holding the bass.

After they finished their last piece they thanked the audience again and left somewhere behind the stage.

Oikawa suddenly got up standing right infront of his two friends. “So- y’all wanna go backstage or what?”

I snapped back into reality. “Back- Backstage?” There it was. A smirk started to form on the captains face, making me feel sick to my stomach immediately.

“Yes! But not if you keep stuttering like that. They don’t let some random fangirl in, you know-“ He couldn’t finish his sentence when a slap to his head was sent his way by the other brunette beside me.

“Stop joking around, dumbass. Let’s just go inside.” Iwaizumi trudged towards a door next to the stage. I followed after giving Oikawa the scariedt death glare I could muster.

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We got into the backstage area pretty smoothly. The club wasn’t really that popular so the security wasn’t too strict.

A weird feeling started to form in my stomach. I felt like I was about to go bungee jumping down a cliff or something.

Was I really that irritated just because Matsukawa sang a little? I mean he did look like an angel with that light shining on his face and-

“How did you idiots get in?” Hanamakis voice rang through the room as soon as we entered. Iwai and Oikawa chuckled as they gave both of the band members hugs and pats on the back.

I just stood there, akwardly spacing out until I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.

“Was I that bad?”

Matsukawa. Fuck.

“N- No! I was just- I’m-“ A blush started forming on my cheeks.

Get yourself straight damn it.

I sighed looking back up at him again. “You guys were amazing, really.”

Matsukawa looked at me for a moment, as if he was analyzing me but then broke into a soft grin. “Thanks.”

“Amazing, huh?” A familiar voice came from behind me again. Hanamaki sat on a couch, eyebrows raised in suspicion.

Turning to the boy I let out a squeal in excitement.

“Why did you never tell me you played the drums?” I sat down next to Maki, distracting myself from the akward encounter before.

“When would I ever need to drop that fact?” Looking at him in disbelief I continued my small tantrum.

“Well you should’ve! You looked freaking bad ass out there.” We both started chuckling at my blundness. It felt like before when we talked like this. Everything seemed fine so far.

I began being their manager in our first year and they have been annoying me every day since. Sure I loved these idiots but I always just saw them as, brothers I guess?

Suddenly I felt a pair of eyes on me as my conversation continued with Maki. Averting my gaze away from my friend I catched a glimpse at Matsukawas face.

He was leaning against the wall while Tooru was blabbering about some girl he saw in the crowd. The singer had a small pout on his face but quickly looked back to the others, pretending to listen again.

Why was he sad after the performance they just gave? Did I say something stupid?

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After an hour or so we decided to leave. Our group of five people began walking towards the train station near by.

It was pitch black, the only sound coming from the four boys infront of me. I often trudged behind them, not always being in the mood for talks, especially at this hour.

My yawn was interrupted by a figure slowly creeping up next to me.

“Sorry for keeping you up so long.”

My head snapped to the voice beside me.

“It’s fine. Tooru would’ve kept me up with some of his stupid relationship problems anyways.” I waved him off as he let out a dry chuckled. After a moment of akward silence I began speaking up again.

“I like your voice.”

What the fuck did I just say?

I abruptly facepalmed myself in embarrassment. “I mean not like in a weird way-“

A laugh erupted from the messy haired boy next to me. Confused I slowly turned towards him. “What’s so funny?” I grew frustrated from the conversations we shared between us since the performance.

“Nothing. You just sounded really cute when you said that.”

My eyes were glued to the floor now. I didn’t want him to notice my panic. This dumbass just called me cute.

“I wasnt supposed to be the singer of the band, ya know.”

I glanced at him curiously. “What do you mean?”

The tall lanky boy put his hands into his pockets and sighed.

“There was this guy who was actually going to be our singer. He cancelled on us last minute when we had our first gig.”

I furrowed my brows as I clung to every word he uttered.

“We had everything planned out and then it was over. The guy left the group because he was to scared to perform. But I couldn’t just let the work we put in go to waste.”

“Did he write the songs?”

Matsukawa took a minute and responded rather confident. “I wrote them.”

My eyes grew wide. No wonder why his emotions seemed so real when he sang. This wasn’t just a cover from some low blow song.

As I tried questioning him more I was rudely intruded by the most annoying person himself. “Our train arrived, stop flirting you two!” Anger began rising in my body as I smacked the brunette on the shoulder.

“Shut up you stick!”

The rest of the group broke into a fit of laughter as Tooru rubbed at his arm.

“You’re getting meaner than Iwai these days, y/n...” I glared at him as I sat down on one of the seats. This idiot really had to make it weird again. Matsukawa and I were finally acting normal for a second.

“I’m glad she entered my hater club.” Hajime smiled in content as he grabbed one of the poles next to my seat. His nest friend pouted as he sat across from me, Hanamaki following. Matsukawa sat down next to me, I could practically feel my insides turning.

This is going to be a long and annoying ride.

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We arrived at our last stop and left the train. After our conversation died down we stayed at the exit of the station.

“Guys I can’t stay awake any longer, I gotta dip.” I pointed over my shoulder with my thumb, fighting to keep my eyes open.

“Oh! You can’t be walking home alone at this hour! A small fragile girl like you-“

“I will kick your ass if you finish that sentence Tooru.” I warned as I stepped closer to him. “And I sure as hell won’t go home with you or you’ll end up in a ditch somewhere.” The lean boy threw his hands up in defense.

“I could walk you home.”

Me and the brunettes head turned at Matsukawas intrusion.

“I mean you really don’t have to, he was just-“

I tried reasoning before I was interrupted. “Don’t be stupid, I won’t be able to sleep if you’re wandering around at night like that.��

A scowl formed on my face. This guy won’t let me talk him out of this. Accepting my fate I waved everyone goodbye and we made our way towards my house.

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“Is everything alright? You seemed kinda off tonight.” He still had his hands in his pocket, looking ahead at the road infront of us.

“Yea I just...” I shrugged trying to organize my thoughts until I explained further.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“About what?”

“About the band. Playing the bass. Singing, damn it everything!” My rambling became even more hectic when I realized how little I knew about him.

“Well we don’t really talk that much about each other. Sure, we ask about school or practice but we don’t ever get that deep.”

With furrowed brows I slowed down my paste until I came to a halt. Mastukawa turned to me in confusion.

“But why don’t we?”

It was silent again. I always had to make it uncomfortable with my stupid thoughts.

“I don’t know. It’s just always been like that.”

Balling my fists I gathered all the confidence I had left. I stepped closer to the his form.

“But I want to get to know you. I don’t know what kind of music you like, your favorite food, video game. Hell I don’t even know if you actually like volleyball.”

His demeanor soften as he left out a warm chuckle. “I like volleyball, don’t worry-“

In a spur of the moment I took one of his hands, we locked eyes with each other. Shock written all over his face.

“I’m serious. I feel like we’re strangers even though we’ve seen each other almost everyday for years.”

Matsukawas expression broke into a warm one again as he smirked.

“I’ve got some time right now if you wanna get to know me so bad.”

Idiot.

A blush crept up and I started walking towards our destination again.

“Forget it. I got a math test tomorrow.”

The messy haired boy picked up his pace, jogging back next to my side.

“I know. I was just messing with you.”

His pause made me a little worried. Did he think I confessed?

“But we could hang out after practice tomorrow? Maybe at that new cafe near the park? Heard they got some real good cupcakes.”

I perked up at his offer, using everything in my power to conceal the giddiness that was building inside of me. “Sure, why not.”

At least Tooru did something right for once. Dragging me to this event was the best idea he’s ever had.

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A/N

Some band au type of stuff to ease my mind. Matsun with a bass though y’all-

#hq x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #matsukawa x y/n #matsukawa issei #band au #haikyuu au #fluff #slow burn

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bluesravens · 5 years

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star girl

summary: it’s late and murphy isn’t sleeping. neither is she. warm fires, new friendships, and fairytales fill the night.

pairing: john murphy x reader

genre: angsty shit with some fluff

warnings: cursing, murphy being an ass

inspired by: the moon song by beabadoobee ft pig

author’s note: my first time writing on here so i hope y’all like it !! i’ll be setting up a request page with prompts soon, but feel free to request anytime!

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A sudden gust of wind blew a piece of hot ember from the camp’s fire pit to the soft grass beneath Murphy’s feet. He sat on a splintered log, staring into the flames that sat in front of him, not noticing that Y/N, another one of the 1OO kids sent to the ground, was lying in the dirt on the opposite side of the fire.

Y/N had noticed a while ago that Murphy had slumped onto the log across from her, but decided not to say anything in hopes not to disrupt him or to disrupt her nightly routine of stargazing. Her hair was scattered over the log she was resting her head on and her eyes were lazily gazing at the constellations above. It was calmly quiet out. The sounds of Earth filled the silence around her and Murphy as the rest of the camp slept on the soft grounds of their new home. She glanced at Murphy who was staring into the fire with a hint of sadness and exhaustion in his eyes.

Y/N inhaled a deep breath and relished the burn of the smoke in her throat. She had never felt so alive, but also never as scared as she did right now. A new planet. A new life. A new beginning.

Apparently Y/N’s loud sigh had alerted Murphy of her presence. The boy jumped up from the log and fumbled for some sort of weapon in his pocket. He whipped out a rusted screwdriver and pointed it in her direction with a near steady hand. She sat up and put her hands up in surrender.

“Hey! Hey! It’s me!,” She exclaimed. “It’s me. Y/N.”

Murphy sighed with relief and annoyance and loosened his grip on his weapon. “How long have you been sitting there? Who the hell just sneaks up on people like that?”

Y/N put her hands down and looked at him apologetically. She hadn’t meant to scare him, she just wanted to be alone for a bit and it wasn’t like he was disturbing her. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to freak you out. I was just looking at the stars.”

A content look replaced the worried expression on her face as her eyes returned to the sky. Murphy sat back down and scoffed dramatically to prove his irritation with her. She looked back to him and furrowed her brow. He had a far away look in his eye while he stuffed the screwdriver back in his tattered jacket’s pocket.

“Are you alright?,” Y/N asked. “You’re up awfully late.”

Before she could say anything else, Murphy cleared his throat and the sad look in his eyes dissipated as quickly as it had arrived. He didn’t need her asking personal questions like that “Why are you up so late? Don’t you need to rest up before another long day of kissing Clarke’s ass?”

Y/N didn’t know why it had affected her, but she felt a pant of hurt in her chest. The insult had come so suddenly she was in shock. She was really sick of Murphy’s friends being awful to Wells and Clarke. She agreed with Clarke’s ideas and suddenly she was a target. Maybe Y/N had thought that since it was just Murphy and her he would be a little more kind. Her eyes betrayed her and she new that she looked hurt.

Murphy’s expression softened and he looked as if he was almost going to apologize for being so unnecessarily cruel to her, but this time it was Y/N’s turn to cut him off.

“Don’t you have to get ready for a long day of being Bellamy’s bitch?,” She shot back. His eyes narrowed and she slapped her hand over her mouth. That was not like her at all and she regretted it immediately.

“I’m not anyone’s bitch.,” he spat back. Venom dripped from his words and he got up to leave in a huff. Any chance of him apologizing was gone.

“Murphy! Murphy wait! I’m sorry.,” She said as she jumped up. “Wait! Don’t go!”

Murphy grabbed his small bag and began to walk back to whatever tent he was calling home, ignoring her pleas.

Y/N reached out and grabbed his wrist to stop him from leaving. He dryly laughed before turning around and looking her dead in the eye. “What do you want now, Y/N? You gonna insult me again? Call me a bitch again?”

She didn’t let go of his wrist, but looked down. “Im sorry, Murphy. Seriously. I shouldn’t have said that. But you shouldn’t have said it either. Why would you try to start something with me?”

He scoffed and pulled his arm away. “Whatever. I don’t need to answer to you.”

Murphy wasn’t used to kindness or people being sincere so he took her apology as a threat. She swallowed and looked back up at him. “Please sit back down. I’m going to my tent anyways. You can go back to whatever it is that you were doing.”

Murphy shook his head and began to walk back to his tent, but she reached for his shoulder this time and gently pulled him back.

“Please. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.,” She asked again.

Murphy eyed her suspiciously and slowly nodded. “Fine.”

A couple of tension filled moments passed as the two just looked at each other, waiting for someone to do something.

Murphy finally went to sit down and pulled a flask out of his bag. He didn’t look at her again as he popped off the lid and let the container rest between his lips.

She sighed and shook her head. Why did everything have to be so damn difficult? She felt hurt and wished she would’ve said something else but she also felt pity for the boy sitting before her. He looked so lonely.

Y/N made a decision and sat right back where she was before. The warmth of the fire heated up her skin and she looked across the fire to see if Murphy was okay. He was staring at her with an angry expression, but also with a look of amusement.

“I thought you were leaving.,” He stated simply. He placed the flask back in his bag and crossed his arms. A humorless smirk settled on his face. “Couldn’t get enough of me?”

Y/N was quietly staring at the night sky and very obviously not listening to him. She looked so elegant and peaceful under the moon light and Murphy couldn’t help but notice. Even though she had just ripped his head off, Murphy could see that she was normally a very kind human.

“Y/N? Did you hear me?,” He asked, interjecting his own thoughts. “I said I thought you were—”

“Did you know that in a few billion years our north star will become a different star called Vega. It has something to do with the tilt of Earth’s axis.,” Y/N explained, ignoring his statement and interrupting his next attempt at talking to her.

He looked confused but brought his attention up to the sky she was so intently staring at.

Y/N pointed to a zigzag pattern in the stars and sighed happily. “And that constellation right there is called Cassiopeia. And that one over there is called Andromeda. I think.”

He watched her as she excitedly pointed out all her favorite star clusters. He didn’t dare interrupt her now.

“My mom was an astronomer. Before she died she always made up fairytales about the constellations and would tell me stories to help me sleep.,” Y/N told him. “Also, there’s not much else to do in a metal box other than read about the universe we live in.”

A look of nostalgia and pain crossed over her face. He looked up once again and Y/N could have sworn she saw a smile grace his lips.

“My mom used to make up stories too. She would write them down and then tell them to me before I went to bed.,” He said quietly, but then let out a laugh. “Man, you never realize how easy you have it when you’re nine, do you?”

Y/N examined his face, but didn’t detect any sarcasm. He was being genuine with her for some reason.

“ No. I guess not.,” She replied, chuckling a bit too.

Quiet replaced the conversation again and the two teens sat on the splintered logs in silence, just looking at the sky together. Murphy felt peaceful for once. This stranger had scared him, then insulted him, then made him feel safe in a very short amount of time and he was starstruck.

“Im sorry.,” Murphy muttered abruptly. “I shouldn’t have said something like that before. You don’t deserve that. I don’t why I was so mean to you.”

He didn’t meet her eyes, but she knew he was being genuine again. “Thanks, Murphy. You’re not too bad yourself.”

Y/N made the bold decision to move a log closer to Murphy. He watched her, but didn’t object. It was quiet again and the two were content.

He smirked at her again and winked jokingly. “You’re brave, Y/N.”

“And why is that, John Murphy?,” She replied, playing along.

“You are officially the first person in this whole camp to be nice to me.,” He said, gesturing around at all the tents.

“I wasn’t kind though.,” She said while talking a little bit quieter than before. She looked disappointed in herself. “I like to be nice to everyone just in case they’re going through something, but I didn’t do that earlier. I was mean.”

“Mean? Seriously, come on. I randomly insulted you and you had a comeback. That isn’t mean. That’s called standing up for yourself.,” Murphy explained, gazing at her with admiration and respect in his eyes. “I’ve never met someone who has the balls to be kind to someone as bitchy as me.”

“I think you’re brave too Murphy. I know why you were locked up. You’ve been through a lot.,” She muttered softly.

Murphy smiled lightly at her and nodded stiffly., “Thanks, Y/N. That means a lot.”

They were facing each other now while they spoke. Y/N was almost thrilled to see him smile again.

“You’re smile is contagious, John Murphy.,” Y/N said boldly. Maybe it was the night air that had taken over her normally anxious self, but right now she was being more flirtatious than ever.

He smiled again and looked down while shaking his head. “I’m gonna hit the hay, Y/N. You gonna stay out here?”

She shook her head and pushed herself off the log. “No. I feel like maybe I’ll be able to sleep now.” Y/N’s cheeks were flushed front the heat of the fire and her eyes looked ready to close any minute. She was positively adorable.

“Sorry about everything, Y/N.,” Murphy said again. He got up too and began to make his way back to his tent. “See you tomorrow night?”

Her heartbeat kicked up and she couldn’t contain the grin that pulled in her lips. “Of course. Goodnight, John Murphy.”

“Night, star girl.”

masterlist

#imagine #the100imagines #john murphy imagine #john murphy #bellamy imagine #john murphy x reader #multifandom imagines #xreader #the100 #the100imagine #fanfic

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riskeith · 3 years

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ooo! how was playing? what do you think about the event? i’m really enjoying it actually... always nice getting new daily things to do hehe.

yeah i think everyone knows The Cover now. i still can’t believe they did that... not complaining tho... oh really? you’re absolutely right and judging by the way they’re taking the story it seems like those two will have a lot more growth to their relationship. who knows maybe we’ll even get a part where bakugou apologizes or even talks about their past etc. one can only wish. YEAH i’ve seen both the movies and i love them!! they’re super fun and such a nice break from everything that happens in the anime sjskjssk kiribaku in the first one was so gay i.... we get it boys y’all in love fhjsjdjfk (THE SIDEWAYS TODOBAKU SMILE... one of my favorite moments ever) i am all caught up now.. waiting for s5... :(

no clue!! it’s just my theory so it might be wrong. the blue one was cute too so was the pink one.... they’re all cute why do we have to pick just one :( HEY you do know how to draw 😡 pretty amazingly too! but i’d love to see that in your style chongyun is so precious.. <3

omg i gotta hustle hard for AR 35 then i already miss him. i’m at 26 now and god.. it’s getting more and more difficult i can’t imagine how it is at like 45... 😭

oooooh!!! honestly barbara healing is godsent if you don’t get him you should consider it (hopefully you do though!!) IVE SEEN VIDEOS OF OCEANID AND HE LOOKS SO SCARY CLUNA.... no thoughts head empty only boy scouts party. looking at others with amazing parties: ok but do you have boy scouts party?

i mostly have sword users! but like i mentioned i’m starting to fall in love with book users (and even bow users) shskfhdkd so i might consider investing in those some day idk they just shoot of attacks and it’s so sexy. no hands dirty. ningguang seems so op 😭 plus geo is so nice!! like an all around element.

HE’S TALL? he has a short person voice...

i’m making a twitter i wanna see some fluff 😭 wait really? even this fandom is shit? why 😭 i sometimes see yt comments and the thing i’m iffy about is how people talk about spending money on it etc but is there more?

i’ve never heard anyone do that that’s so interesting!!!! do you write it down in the same doc and then delete it or do you write it separately?

ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS!!! i’ve had so many ideas come to me before bed and i always think that i’m gonna remember them but i never do it makes me so upset. especially if it’s an idea of how to continue a story i’m stuck with... god it’s the worse. writer things 🤪

“stan loona” aka bane of my existence. i don’t usually tell ppl i used to stan because of that reason sksksj. god that was the worst sheesh. anyway. yelling at ALL of these!!! ofc i know daddy issues slowed!!!!!!!!! it’s like one of the most popular slowed songs we’re all just a sad horny bunch loving sexy vibes huh. i listen to slowed songs a lot when i write actually it sets the mood. it doesn’t even have to be anything racy sometimes it’s just calms you down. do you listen to music while you write? also i don’t listen to any of those you mentioned except troye 😭 i’m sorry 😭 but if you’re have recs i’d love to hear them ofc!!

“after school” time that’s so cute. it reminds me of when you’re younger and you run back home and eat a snack and watch cartoon (i say that as both of us still watch cartoons... yee) speaking of crying; would you consider yourself a crybaby? (such a random question hskshdjdfhhd)

before i leave; let me blow your mind with a little something... https://twitter.com/primo_fates/status/1347780975078506496?s=21

hehe... mwah. ;)

it was good!! i tried to get some ominous masks and weathered arrows, but drop rates are always shit lolll. and i think the event is alright! i don’t love it but yeah as you said it’s fun to have something more to do every day.

ikr omg... it’s such a good cover LMAO. omg a bakugou apology 😩😩. what did you think of deku vs kacchan part 2?? i regularly rewatch clips of it and cry LMAOOO god bakugou.. “why did i become the reason for all might’s end?” heart broken wow. NICE!! yeah i remember everyone freaking out over the kiribaku scenes in the first one and honestly,,,, how else do you explain it LMAO. (AND THAT SIDEWAYS SMILE!!! holy shit i watched the movie like the day after i got into todobaku and that scene obliterated me.... absolutely destroyed!) aw nice! but yeah now it’s just the waiting game i guess lol welcome to the club 🤪

IKR??? i saw the “once you pick one the others are gone” and i was just nooooooooooo whyyyy. you can’t give us all these options then don’t actually give us an option 😭 AHAHA thank u but i always joke that i can only draw well like once every 10 tries so... yeahhh we shall see! i have this thing envisioned in my mind but i am unable to execute it fskhfkdsjfs

yeah omg when i reached 45 i was like “wow i’m gonna have to do the ascension quest soon” but it’s taking me so long to reach ar 46??? yikes how am i meant to get the experience with no quests fkhdsfkjsd

i use barbara a lot in the fire domains and with the pyro regisvine!! it’s kinda funny that i’m bringing a level 40 into a level 70+ fight LOL but yeah she’s good! AND YEAHHH OCEANID LEGIT GIVES ME NIGHTMARES I JUST. as soon as i had an actual team that could beat it i grinded it as much as i could before my world level went up and it became impossible again.... but since mine might go up again soon maybe i should grind some more... and maybe i’ll be able to level up both xingqiu and barbara lol. EXACTLY!! can they pls interact in game somehow omg.. we need a bennett story!! and more razor!!!! and chongyun too!! i forgot he hasn’t actually appeared in game hfsdkjfds. and ofc xingqiu <3

fdfjlsjfs are you gonna go from a no long range team to an only long range team ahahah. and you like geo??? omg no... i hate it bc it’s so like. inert FHKDJFSD. but i guess the shields are really nice!

HE’S 172 CM!!!!! he has a baby face too so it’s pretty wild fhskdjds

ooo wdym how they talk about spending money? i don’t really look at youtube comments tbh lol. and i haven’t really seen people talk about spending money much on twitter? tho some content creators i follow open commissions for money for the gacha fhsdfksj. if you do end up joining genshintwt i hope you have fun!!

same doc and then i delete! but sometimes if the plan is really long i’ll make a new doc so i can see both at the same time (but recently i’ve just been opening the same doc again so i can see both that way lol). do your dotpoints go into the same doc as your writing one?

LMAOOO yeah i’m always like “hnghhh okay it’s fine.. i will Remember... trust myself” and then i never do and it’s just like welp goodbye to that amazing idea. but also bc it was thought up at such a weird time maybe it isn’t actually that good after all LOL

oh nice!! yeah slowed songs are soooo good. and i usually do listen to music! it’ll depend on what i’m writing bc i like the songs to have a similar vibe, but sometimes it’s too distracting so i put on lofi or something so there are no words ahaha. oh rippp LOL! hmm well badlands by halsey was my klance/voltron album writing soundtrack for a really long time.. i wrote a few fics with that in the background i think! melanie martinez’ k-12 album has a whole free movie to go with it! if you wanna check that out. bastille’s pompeii was really popular but i also really like flaws and of the night from them.. a lot of these are older bc i don’t listen to new stuff fhsdfkjds. and hmm pentatonix (they’re an acapella group!) do a lot of covers so maybe you can find one of a song you like and check them out that way? ahah that’s a lot feel free to not listen to any!! no stress at all lmao

oh fun fact melanie has a idk what to call it character? and song called ‘crybaby’! so very coincidental you asked. but yeah i think i am? LMAOOO like if i’m alone in my room watching something and it’s sad i Will Not hesitate to cry.. like sometimes you just gotta get it out you know? and sometimes maybe it’s a little boy singing a korean cover of colours of the wind but it’s so ethereal you just burst into tears but that’s fine! FHDSKJFHDSFKJS. how about you?

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GOD!! i legit. my jaw is dropped. i. oh my god 😭😭😭😭😭😭 FHSJFKHSKDJF1!!!! 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 this is so atmospheric and cosy and warm 😭😭😭 i can go at peace now.. fhskfhdsjf

thank you always!! - c.r. xoxo

#marriage anon #wowclunaanswers #long post

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starkendgame · 5 years

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okay so i saw endgame twice last weekend

there’s spoilers ahead y’all so i suggest scrolling on by if u haven’t watched

anyways

here are my thoughts and they’re all over the place so

- first hawkeye scene was already so sad also do i sense a kate bishop??

- tony teaching nebula how to play paper flick football was the so cute i love their dynamic

- also seeing how caring nebula was during that time oh man i am soft

- okay but how did carol just happen to come across tony and nebula’s ship???? like there’s a whole universe,,, and she just found it??

- “i lost the kid” had me ready to cry so fast

- rocket responding to being called a build-a-bear with “maybe i am” snsksjkd

- tony’s snap at cap was so valid and i think he needed to let all that out and cap really needed to hear that

- also i like that they gave him credit for his warning that the world needed a suit of armor because it shows some dummies that he created ultron with good intentions

- support group cap is a good concept and also kinda sad bc we know sam was also a support group leader

- this is an unpopular opinion and people will definitely disagree with me but carols new haircut was not doing things for her

- nat crying over clint made me big sad especially the second time around

- honestly i really liked nat in this movie more than others, her character really shows some depth

- i swear i’m going to get 3000 tattooed on me somewhere that shit HURTED

- on that note morgan stark is the most adorable little girl i’ve ever seen and dad!tony deserved to be a concept for more than 5 years (or 5 minutes from an audience point of view)

- like if you didn’t hear “define lunch or be desintagrated” and immediately melt ur a liar

- scott running around the vanished memorial in panic is :(

- okay cassie looks way to old for just a 5 year time jump im sorry someone had to say it

- hulk/banner is so fucking weird it’s so uncomfortable but also it didn’t bother me to the extent where i wanted it changed bc it was pretty funny

- also him giving scott tacos had me rolling

- thor bod is okay and i think shitting on him for it is mean we all acknowledged that he’d been through a lot after infinity war

- “shit”

- tony inventing time travel super casually? iconic.

- tony also creating a gauntlet in a hot second even though thanos had to fatty go to nidavellir and use some special ass metal to get his? even more iconic.

- all the domestic scenes where the avengers just sit around trying to figure out where to make their jumps and nat with her little notepad and bruce going “shut the front door” all of it was so good

- alright here’s the tea the thor we know and love would not just ignore loki when he went back in time he’d have exactly the same reaction as when his mother showed up

- their whole relationship that was built in ragnarok just fucking died and i refuse to accept that

- also seeing loki made me very happy and very sad i miss that dramatic little bitch

- also i love frigga

- america’s ass

- literally imagine checking out ur own ass and being like “damn,,” while ur friends also do the same

- “i can do this all day” “yeah i know” was solid fucking comedy even he’s tired of it

- “hail hydra” was also so good that bitch really took full advantage of being from the future he was so proud of himself

- i feel like nebula perhaps could have warned nat and clint about vormir but idk

- nat is so fucking important and deserved better, no memorial? no funeral? really?

- honestly and this is a problematic opinion but i wish it was clint and not nat because marvel wasnt doing enough with his character anyways and nat was such an integral part of the team in so many ways and it’s kind of terrible that i think this bc clint has a family but nat was honestly the heart of the team

- but she did so good and i’m proud of her she really died a hero’s death and she needs recognition

- the broken shield like how it was in tony’s vision is rough

- cap lifting mjolnir??????? Wack

- shuri yesssss i really hope she has a bigger role later in the avengers but im upset tony didn’t get to meet her he would’ve loved her :(

- the scene when everyone came back and it was just everyone in one place was such an experience like man the goosebumps

- also seeing peter for the first time back made my heart swell i love that boy

- tony and pepper iron couple is everything i needed thank you

- tony and petey reunion <3

- but also i felt like peters lines during their reunion were a just the slightest bit odd but that’s just the script not toms acting

- scott looking at hope when she calls steve “cap”

- the fact that cap called peter “queens” is really cute and overlooked also pepper calling him “kid” like tony does

- the girl team up WHEW chile can i tell u i was smiling so big that shit had me SHOOK at first but then it occurred to me how unlikely it is that they would all end up in the same spot and that was completely there just to make fans have the exact reaction we’re all having and so they could score brownie points i’m sorry i had to say it

- okoye is hands down the most badass woman out there no powers no armor no shield no suit no fancy tech she’s just out there kicking ass with her spear and i appreciate her

- also this might be dumb but if carol is the strongest of all of them, why couldn’t she use the gauntlet and perhaps survive

- also it’s just stupid that they acted that carol was going to be such a big part of the movie but she was there for maybe 2 hot seconds

- seeing that crusty purple small dick grape finally get dusted was all kinds of satisfying

- “we won mr stark” “i’m sorry tony” and “you can rest now” fucking destroyed me thanks

- i’m going to fucking miss tony so much i’ve cried so much

- he’s literally been my favorite superhero for 11 years Fuck

- proof that tony stark has a heart also destroyed me bitch i am GRIEVING

- who’s gonna make the abnoxious sarcastic witty comments now Bitch the mcu lost so much with the death of tony stark

- also i really hope they show peter having some issues after all this i think it’s only realistic there’s a lot of trauma he went through

- harleyyyyyyy :)

- cheeseburgers :(

- also speaking of harley can he pick up the genius invention slack in the future i think that’d be so good

- queen brunnhilde <3 ur gonna do great

- where’s gamora?? also her timeline has got to be super fucked up now

- is thor gonna be in guardians 3??

- also it’s a bit upsetting that even with the snap that brought everyone back, half thor’s people are still dead bc they died before the snap

- ned and petey reunion <3

- caps ending has me a little conflicted because yes it’s nice that he got his happy life and everything but i am gonna be one of those people who thinks it’s a bit out of character

- also if i’m being honest, tony and caps endings should’ve been switched i feel like, tony really needed to be able to have his happy ending and stop blaming himself and living with that guilt i think he deserved that closure and also having that character on standby for future movies seems super useful to push some plots forward?

- and with cap his whole thing was that he really wasn’t supposed to live past that plane crash and i felt like if his character was gonna go out it would be the way that tonys did bc i mean the man stood up in front of a whole freakin army before he knew help was coming

- that aside i think bucky should’ve gotten the shield, mostly because i think that’s only fair but also sam already has falcon, but all bucky has is the winter soldier and that has all types of bad shit attached to it so idk i think to make him captain would’ve been better

- i do think bucky knew what cap was gonna do he literally said “i’m gonna miss you” before he left even though he was supposed to have been back in 5 seconds his time and he didn’t look freaked out at all when he didn’t also he told sam to go ahead and talk to steve that bitch Knew

- also the sun didn’t fucking shine and i’m pissed they completely fucking desreguarded his entire monologue in that scene

- if tony and nat don’t get big ass memorial statues im going to sue

- also i hope peter and morgan have a cute sibling relationship please it’s what we need

- the sound of the first iron man suit being built at the end really got me and it was only 2 seconds of Sound

- but i wish we got an actual end credit scene like scenes with tony and morgan or something that teases far from home or some homage to the A6 idk it was underwhelming to not have a scene

- also i can’t watch any marvel movies now without being REALLY sad so there’s that i’m a little bit of a disaster

- i think overall this movie overlooked a lot of development that went on before hand and in that sense i think it lost a lot, but in terms of how the story went down i think it was good there was just a few things i wish they added (thor and loki ahem ahem) and honestly the movie should’ve been longer w an interlude but it was good + worth the watch i’m just a huge emotional wreck

- (also a side note: i’ve seen some people questioning why others are so upset over these fictional characters and it’s because yes we have attachments to the characters but also the actors, and after the characters die the actors won’t be in any more of these movies and we won’t see any more of their content or interaction with the rest of the cast and that shit is sad we’re gonna miss them so there are some tears)

#endgame spoilers #avengers endgame spoilers #avengers #endgame #A4 #spoilers #tony stark #captain america #iron man #steve rogers #natasha romanoff #black widow #my babies :’((((#marvel

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End of Season 3

Last one! Then I’ll shut up until October

Episode 51: Moving Into Dorms

•”I won’t make you worry, Mom” Izuku don’t life to your mother like that

•”She reminds me of my predecessor”

“What why?”

“It’s the hairstyle” All Might asbsjienb

•I LOVE THESE KIDS SO DAMN MUCH

•I genuinely just want like a spin off of the kids in the dorms. Like them just being super powered teenagers living together and being KIDS like. Please. Living with all your friends with powers? What could go wrong...? Think of the shenanigans

•Aizawa laying down the hammer wow

•I. Love. Kaminari. Jirou leave him alone

•BAKUGO AND KIRISHIMA I LOVE THEM OKAY

•Kirishima is Best Boi

•Uraraka falling over from shock the entire time and Iida freaking out is so cute

•MIDORIYA’S ROOM IM CRYING

•Tokoyami’s is badass leave him be he tried so hard

•Mineta no

•Leave Ojiro alone he’s comfortable

•Kaminari’s room is literally any teenage boy room. I knew at least 4 guys who had a room almost exactly like that lmao

•I FORGOT KODA HAD A BUNNY

•The girls are outnumbered. Hate when Mineta’s right

•Bakugo is such an old man he’s already asleep I love a sleepy sad Boi

•Mineta:”I knew I’d get in trouble if just I suggested seeing the girls dorms now I have people to back me up!”

Todoroki:”I’m over it”

•Honestly Kirishima’s isn’t that bad y’all are just mean (except you Uraraka you get it)

•”If I found out my boyfriend had a room like this I’d dump him” HAGAKURE WHAT THE HECK

•Shouji... honey. Your bed isn’t even made. And they thought Ojiro’s was plain

•Okay Sero’s is cool “yup that’s me, always the wild card” god I love you

•Todoroki’s is so cozy

•Sato is so. Sweet lmao we need more of him

•Jirou is so punk I LOVE HER

•Hagakure. So. Pink

•Mina. So. Hot Pink

•Ojiro is so polite he’s so good

•I need Momo’s bed

•LMAO SERO WRAPPED UP MINETA WHEN HE WAS BEING PERVY WE LOVE TAPE BOY

•YEAH SATO WON

•Intervention time

•Tsuyu is so pure she deserves so much

•YALL MADE TSUYU CRY IMMA FIGHT

•KIRISHIMA APOLOGIZING AND SAYING HE WONT MAKE HER SAD AGAIN WARMS MY HEART they’re all so pure

Episode 52: Create Those Ultimate Moves

•Mido forgetting he was in the dorm is kinda cute he’s like wait this isn’t my room at home

•”That’s 2 questions. Calm down” Iida it’s too early for this and Aizawa is a tired man

•Everyone’s so intense. Then Mido is just like...I can’t move my arms what the fuck do you want from me

•”How can I fight with these damaged arms?” Well everybody told you NOT to break your bones, Deku

•ALL MIGHT HAVING A TEACHING FOR DUMMIES BOOK IM CRYING

•Lmao they just blew up Midoriya

•Nobody:

Mido and Uraraka: BOOOOOOBS

•”I’m Tenya Iida, the man you tricked into to being a walking billboard for you at the Sports Festival!”

“NEVER HEARD OF YA” Hatsume has no chill

•Hatsume doesn’t know personal space lmao

•”My quirk is in my legs you mad woman” Iida is done

•AND MIDORIYA JUST REALIZED HE HAD LEGS LMAO

•Mido is so soft for his mom’s costume I love it

•Bakugo is literally trying to kill somebody

•”If I’m so worried about using my arms then I’m use my LEGS” what happens when you break your legs again honey THINK

Episode 53: The Test

•Gotta protect those stupid red shoes

•I live for Kami’s choker. But Kiri you added sleeves. But still. No. Shirt. Honey

•Tsuyu’s hair up is *chef’s kiss*

•The girls talking about boys like regular teenagers I love it

•”ITS A BOY ISN’T IT IS IT MIDORIYA OR IIDA YOURE ALWAYS HANGING OUT WITH THEM WHICH ONE IS IT” Minaaaaaaa lmao she doesn’t mess around

•Cue Uraraka watching Deku lmao “it’s not it” SWEETIE YES IT IISSSSSSS

•Inasa is Iida x1000 and with WAY too much caffeine

•Erasure is too emo for love lmao

•”Think about it Erasure, if I was your wife your future would be a life of constant laughter”

“That sounds like a legitimate nightmare” god I love this grumpy man

•I do love Joke and Aizawa’s “friendship” if you want to call it that lmao

•IT’S DEKUS TWIN

•”This charming pretty boy is going to steal our girls” You’re right Kaminari he is

•”Please date me”

“Shut up” I’m both Ms. Joke and Aizawa

•Aizawa has so much faith in his class he’s like I’m not worried about my little shits just watch

Episode 53: Shiketsu High Lurking

•JIROOUUUUUUU

•”PROTECT THIS PERV” Mina is my favorite 1A girl I’m not sorry

•Shindo is slutty Deku and I love him

•I am the commentator wow

•”I don’t know why but I’m actually getting pretty excited about this” of course you are Midoriya you big quirk nerd

•”In order to help others you have to be able to take care of yourself” DEKU SAID SELF CARE

•”Midoriya what is this enviable situation you fight yourself in” Serooooo why

•We’re gettin some good Sero content thank god

•Lmao there’s a ninja school

Episode 55: Class 1A

•Todoroki is. As you say. A Badass

•Inasa:”Wait what were we talking about!?”

Poor Random Kid:”I don’t know. You just came up and started talking...”

•This is literally Anime Hunger Games

•Shouji holding Tsuyu is. So pure

•SHOUJI YELPING AND TURNING AROUND WHEN MOMO OPENS HER SHIRT TO USE HER QUIRK HES SUCH A GOOD RESPECTFUL BOY

•The power group we don’t deserve: Momo, Jirou, Tsuyu, and Shouji

•KAMI AND KIRI FOLLOWING BAKUGO MAKES ME SO HAPPY they love to annoy him and it works but they work so well together love Bakusquad

•GOOEY KIRI IS GROSS LMAO

•Aizawa basically saying Mido and Bakugo are the leaders who help the class work better the most and that he’s honored to teach them is PEAK

Episode 56: RUSH!

•Sooo Shindo’s a sneaky bastard I see

•”THIS IS WHY EVERYONES TERRIFIED OF YOU YOU’RE WAY TOO HARDCORE” Kaminari’s right and he should say it

•I need more Baku and Kami interactions tbh

•”Those ugly ass gauntlets of his” love sassy Kami

•DEFEND BAKUGO SQUAD IS AIZAWA/KAMI AND KIRI YES I LOVE MY BOYS

•Oof Mido takes no prisoners

•It does suck that if you don’t pass the Provisional License exam do you just never get your Hero License? Do you only get a set amount of times you can take it?

•Iida has grown so much

•Bakugo knows your secrettttt

•Jirou says fuck Kaminari lives lmao

•GO CLASS 1A ALL OUR KIDS MADE IT

•Aizawa shut up you big softie lmao

Episode 57: Rescue Exercises

•Sero why are you starting shit lmao

•Kirishima and Kaminari following Bakugo just because they want to is my favorite

•Momo stopping Uraraka from acting too quickly is great leadership skills. All these kids have what to takes to be heroes they work so well together and in situations like these I love these kids so much

•Shouji and Mineta are a good team because Shouji keeps Mineta in line and I appreciate it

•The fake bystanders are hilarious

Episode 58: Special Episode: Save The World With Love!

•All Might and David Shield (GAY)

•Bakugo why are you like this

•Midoriya is a giant softie romantic and I fucking love it

•All Might as a villain is just funny he gets so into the roll but he’s also just a bad actor lmao

•Mic needs to tone it down but he’s so funny

•I like Cementos a lot and Midnight is an A1 actress go her

•All Might running away and shattering the kids idea of love is so fucKING FUNNY LMAO

•Nice way to set up the movie

•UNLCE MIGHT

•GAY

•The timeline of this episode is throwing me off tho since this is before Midoriya moves into the dorms

•DadMight and Deku family vacation SO CUTE

•”You are the real heroes” THEY’RE SO PURE HOLY SHIT

Episode 59: What’s the Big Idea?

•Bakugo you need to calm down babe

•Gang Orca came to play damn

•Todoroki and Inasa are so chaotic together oh my god

•Gang Orca is just like what is up with these damn kids

•”It was a shock to meet your father because when I looked into his eyes the only thing I could see was an insatiable anger aimed at the entire world” imagine being raised/trying to live with that hatred, Inasa

•Lmao Todoroki triggered Inasa into not coming to UA. Endeavor loves ruining kids lives doesn’t he

•TELL EM OFF MIDO

•Inasa is so. Weird

•”Why didn’t I remember him? He’s so loud and obnoxious” You were so blinded by hate for your father that you were literally blind to other people in your way sweetie

•LMAO JUST CHOKE A CHILD THEY’LL GROW STRONGER

•Highkey love Shindo ngl

•Team Work Boys come on

•Ojiro my fuckin BOYYYY

•OHHH TSUYU THATS MY GIRL WE LOVE POWER MOVES

•Love Hair Dude

•Gang Orca’s actually impressed wow

Episode 60: A Talk About Your Quirk

•Mido passed yesss All Might Jr lol

•Bakugo and Todoroki. Whomp whomp

•B:”Let me see it [review of the exam]”

Kiri:”Ahh how about you worry about yourself”

Kiri’s like please don’t kill me

•Sero:”Hey looks like I’m pretty great at this” I love you Tape Boy

•I love how Iida just picks Mineta up by his cheeks and takes him away from people when he’s being too much lmao Dad Mode Activated

•Inasa and Todo are such an interesting dynamic. I haven’t read the manga but I know the make up exam happened recently and their interactions always make me laugh

•Kinda forgot about Toga but there were hints that it was her the whole time so it’ll be cool to actually meet Camie later on

•Holding his Prov. Hero License:”I have to show my mom and All Might right away” Izuku I love you precious boy

•oh my god One For All shut the fuck UP

•”I won’t be dying any time soon. Especially not by Shigaraki’s hand” if that is foreshaDOWING IM GONNA CRY IT BETTER NOT BE HIROKOSHI

•”We’re gonna have a talk about your quirk” I’m ready to CRY

•Kiri sleeping is so cute I love his hair down. And Iida sleeps stiff as a board I’m laughing reminds me of a friend of mine

•Bakugo please just. Breathe

Episode 61: Deku VS. Kacchan, Part 2

•MY FAVORITE EPISODE YALL

•Kacchan Hon, Deku doesn’t live just to get in your way in life believe or not

•Bakugo DEFINITELY kinda planned on killing Midoriya AHH

•”Why hurt each other when we could just talk things out?”

Bakugo tries to blow him up instead

•The flashbacks are killing me they were so small

•Bakugo’s voice cracking while talking about his anguish and self blame? That shit HURTED

•When he yells like this he looks like a feral wolf oh my god Kacchan

•Kacchan needs a hug. Too bad he doesn’t understand being comforted by other people. So instead Izuku KICKS HIM IN THE FUCKING HEAD WHAT THE FUCK

•Feral Bakugo has been Leveled Up

•”Our relationship to one another is completely screwed up” Oh really Mido what made you think that

•These kids wanna fuckin die

•”It’s obvious you’ve always looked down on me even when we were kids” Bakugo you are a BIG DUMB BLIND BOOMY BOY

•Okay but the animation tho???

•”All Might was my hero but you were the one ACTUALLY IN MY LIFE” WHEN I SAY I SOBBED

•When Bakugo’s crouched and ready to strike, Me:”MA THERES A WEIRD FUCKING CAT OUTSIDE”

•A wild Gremlin is loose Aizawa and All Might come get your kids

•FUCKIN KO BOI

•lmao whoops never mind

•my favorite MHA ship? Bakugou and Therapy

•ALL MIGHT YOU LITERALY JUST WATCHED THEM PUMMEL THE SHIT OUT OF EACH OTHER BRUH

•Bakugo blaming himself for All Might’s retirement? Kill me

•”Sometimes I forget that you’re children” apparently everybody does THEY’RE 15/16!!!

•”Don’t you dare lose again” you are. So confusing

•Baku’s little exhale tho he had so much weight on his shoulders this poor boy

•”If this secret ever got out, people will wonder where the power went. You idiot why did you tell me about it before” Deku’s like I can’t win with him lmao

•THEY’RE PROPER RIVALS NOW I LOVE 2 IDIOT CHILDREN

•Aizawa with his hair in a ponytail and black V neck tho? Oof when I say I love a man...

•Aizawa is done with this class and these 2 problem children in particular lmao

Episode 62: A Season For Encounters

•My boy Twice

•”Your face makes me want to puke” you get used to it rando villain dude...or noT DABI NO

•Dabi. Babe. Bruh. What the fuck

•Twice and Ectoplasm have similar quirks...TODOROKI WHERE ARE YOU

•Overhaul. I’m gonna hate you so much I can tell. Especially for Season 4 I KNOW YOU you creepy Plague Doctor Asshole

•Kirishima trying to comfort Todoroki is adorable

•MONOMA WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS LEAVE PONY GIRL ALONE DON’T DRAG HER INTO YOUR BULLSHIT LMAO

•SHINSOUUUUUU “looks like he’s bulked up a bit since the Sports Festival” my boy gettin BUFF since he knows Midoriya could’ve killed him if he wanted to lmao

•Kami playing with Ojiro’s tail gives me life

•...You ain’t nothin but a Hound Dog Lmao

•BIG THREE. BIG THREE. BIG. THREE. MIRIOOOOOOO

•God I love Present Mic

•Sero and Mineta are asking to die I swear

•IIDA CALLING MIDO “HOUSE ARREST” AND DOING A FUNNY VOICE IM CRYING I love sassy Iida where has he been

•The first time I saw the scene of Mirio sticking his head through stuff to scare Mido was on Tumblr before I watched MHA and I was CACKLING AND CONFUSED

•The broccoli head was strong in that frame

•THE. BIG. THREE. AHHHH

Episode 63: Unrivaled

•Sometimes I forget how fucking gross Mineta is. Then he opens his mouth and it all comes flooding back

•”He didn’t do that great a job at the Sports Festival last year. Definitely left a strong impression” being buck ass naked will do that lmao

•I relate to Amajiki Tamaki so. Fuckin. Much. I feel you sweetheart

•LET! SHOUJI! TALK!

•Kaminari you dumb

•”The futures gonna be!?... Awful” Wow. Mirio gets it

•Tamaki if you could get off the wall you could do what Mirio’s trying to teach these kids I love an anxious boy

•Big Tough Boi Kiri is both badass and soft I love a Rock

•Aaaannd Mirio traumatized a bunch of kids with his dick. Mostly Jirou lol

•Aizawa your whole class was just murdered by a wild naked man

•Mirio has a baby face TinTin but is fucking JACKED

•”I tried to make it so that you didn’t see my willy. Sorry if you did” Mirio you’re so cute I’m going to bawl in Season 4 I’m not ready

•Mirio walks so funny

•...who the fuck is Sir???

•Kiri bringing Baku his trash: “Sure I’ll take it!”

Anybody else bringing Baku their trash:some kind of aggressive phrase

•Oh, you. I heard about you. I know what happens to you... this is gonna hurt, huh?

Whelp that’s the end of my rewatch. I can’t wait for Season 4! Is it October yet???

#mha rewatch #mha #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #long post #part 6 #spoilers #i cant wait for season 4 #...i thinn im homna read the manga #...and i might rewatch the movie and do another post like this #we’ll see

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mf-despair-queen · 7 years

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VIP Package - Drummer!Dylan O’Brien

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Drummer!Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 10,128

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (female receiving), Multiple Orgasm, Public Fingering, Spanking, Sneaking Around to Fuck

Notes: Drummer Dylan does things to me y’all. Send help. Special thanks to @writing-obrien because she was a sweet pea and proofread this for me while I am trying not to fall asleep. Because we all know not to let me proofread when I’m sleepy.

You let out a loud scream, sliding around your apartment as soon as you saw the news. You were thankful your roommate wasn’t home right now. She would be laughing her ass off, watching you practically dancing with joy.

You had just seen the latest news for your all-time favorite band, The Teen Wolves. Silly name for most, but you knew the origin behind the name. The boys in the band had been friends since they were young, and actually started a band when they were in their early teens. They played at every venue for their high school because they were that good. Their high school mascot was a wolf. Thus, they had dubbed themselves the Teen Wolves. They didn’t make it big until a few years ago, after their hit “Beacon in the Hills” made number one on the charts for three months straight.

You had fallen in love with the band since their early recording days, before they were chart toppers. You loved their music from the first time you stumbled across one of their videos on YouTube. Plus, they were all great to look at. Seriously, who wouldn’t want to stare at three handsome as fuck guys while they play?

The leader of the group was Tyler, though everyone called him T-Pose. He was the group’s lead vocal and guitarist. He was the youngest of the three, but he definitely had the biggest personality. He was outgoing and never afraid to have a good time, in and out of the public eye.

The bassist of the group was Daniel. Don’t let his baby face fool you. He was the oldest of the group, but one of the sweetest for sure. He held a few years on the other boys, and acted as their guidance from the beginning, as he had been playing since he was young. They respected him, but he respected them back equally as much.

Then, your favorite. The drummer: Dylan. The moment you saw him on your computer screen, you had fallen head over heels in love with the silly boy. He was the goofiest of the three, but he was the purest of souls. He always did his best to please his fans, never turning people down if they asked him for an autograph on the streets. You had seen a Vlog by him once that talked about how he didn’t like being treated differently because he was this musician with growing fame. He said how he was just a normal person, but he liked making his fans happy.

They didn’t tour often, even when they released a new album. So, this was big to you, especially since their final stop was here, where you lived. They were going to be playing less than 20 minutes from your apartment, and you knew you had to go the moment you saw the locations listed.

You heard the front door close, and the clatter of keys in the dish signaling the return of your roommate and best friend, Holland. She stopped in the entrance to the living room, seeing you bouncing on your toes, staring at her with wide eyes. She laughed, shaking her head as she kicked off her heels.

“What’s got you hyped up on sugar today?” She asked, sitting on the couch and tucking her feet under her. You grabbed your laptop, skidding over next to her and flopping onto the couch. “Calm down there, tiger. Why are you so eager?”

You opened to the website, the big bold text reading “2017 SUPERNATURAL PHENOMENON WORLD TOUR” sprawled across the top of the page. “Holl, The Teen Wolves are going on tour for the first time in like…3 years! And look,” you scrolled down, pointing at the listing for your hometown. “They’re playing here! Can you believe it?!”

Holland shook her head, laughing at your enthusiasm. “I should have known it had to do with them. They are all you talk about.” You watched her get up, heading to the kitchen to grab a drink. “Have you looked at the ticket prices yet? Maybe we can go. I can request that day off,” she hollered.

You blinked slowly, appalled that hadn’t yet. “No, I haven’t actually. I was just so excited about the fact that they will be playing that I didn’t even think to look at the tickets.”

Holland sat next to you, taking your laptop from your hands. “Well, let’s look then.” She clicked on the “purchase tickets” link, feeling you scoot closer to her side. You both scanned over the prices, your mouth falling open.

“They’re so expensive! The most reasonable prices are the ones in the boonies! I love them so much, but I would not be able to enjoy them from nosebleed alley!” You fell back on the couch, crying to yourself. “This isn’t fair. Why did I have to lose my job right before they announced this tour? I can’t afford this.”

Holland rubbed your leg in a comforting manner. “I can pay, you know. It would be worth it, even if it puts us close on the rest of the bills.”

You looked up at Holland’s caring look, smiling sadly at her. “No, no. It’s ok. Being able to live is more important than me being able to see them. There’s always next time, right?”

Holland saw your crestfallen face, frowning at you. “Come on, honey. We can find a way to make this work! Who knows when you’ll be able to see them again.”

You slid off the couch, taking your laptop from her lap, closing it carefully. “It’s fine, Holl. Seriously. I’m going to head to bed now. I will see you in the morning.”

She watched you head down the hall, hearing the click of your door as it shut. She let out a long sigh, pulling her phone out of her purse. She scrolled through her contacts for a second, glancing up at your door to make sure you hadn’t come back out. She clicked on the name, putting the phone to her ear, listening to it ring.

“Holland? You realize it’s like…2 AM for me right now, right?” The voice on the other end mumbled, sounding kind of tired.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry. But I need a big favor, Dyl.”

You scrubbed at the plate in your hands, still feeling depressed about the who concert ordeal. You watched the tickets sell out in close to an hour, sadly realizing how close you had been to being able to go but losing out on that chance in an instance. You missed your one chance, watching it slip down the drain, out of your grasp.

You sighed, putting the plate down and turning off the water. Your leaned on the sink, mumbling to yourself. “It’s fine, Y/N. Maybe next time. It’s not like this is their last tour.” You shook your head, trying to clear your thoughts.

“Y/N? Are you home?” You heard Holland yell from the front door.

“In the kitchen!” You shouted back, sitting at the table. She skipped in happily, ignoring the look you sent her. “What’s got you so happy?”

She leaned on the table, flashing her pearly whites in a big smile. “How much do you love me?”

You blinked, leaning back in your chair and crossing your arms over your chest. “That depends. Did you bring booze? Or did you blow your entire paycheck on shoes again?”

Holland stuck her tongue out at you. “Ha, ha. Very funny. You’re a real riot.” She placed a bag on the table, sitting across from you. “Of course I brought booze. But that’s not the reason I’m asking.”

You pulled the bottle of Moscato from the bag, licking your lips. “Okay. You brought the good stuff. I will acknowledge whatever you have to say.” She rolled her eyes, pulling out an envelope from her purse and sliding it across the table at you. You eyed it, picking it up slowly. It was a blank envelope, so you had no idea what this was about. “What the fuck is this, Holl?”

“Just open it, loser,” she laughed, getting up to grab some wine glasses. You eyed her once, gently tearing the envelope open. You dumped the contents onto the table, seeing two badges sitting in front of you. The word “VIP” was printed across the item, your eyes furrowing in confusion. You picked one up, turning it over to see the Teen Wolves logo.

Your mouth feel open, shifting your stare between her and the badges constantly. “What the…HOW DID YOU GET THESE? They didn’t have any VIP packages available for any of their tours! Are these even real? What the fuck is going on?!”

Holland laughed, opening the Moscato and pouring two glasses. “They are real.”

You gaped at her, your body shaking. “B-but how?”

She shrugged, sitting down with her glass in her hand. “I made a call to the right person is all.” She noticed you still staring, sighing. “I called Dylan and asked him for a hookup for the concert, ok?”

“Um,” you stammered, leaning on the table, “excuse me, bitch. You called Dylan? As in Dylan O’Brien? Drummer for the band I idolize?” She nodded, your eyes widening. “You’re joking, right? How the fuck…”

“I’ve known all of them since I was in high school. They’re some of my best friends.”

You fell from your chair in shock. “And you never thought to mention this?!”

She sighed, swirling her wine in the glass. “This is why I never mentioned it. I didn’t want people to bug me because I’m friends with them. To me, they’re just Dylan, Tyler and Daniel, you know? I also knew you would freak out like this if you knew.” She took a sip, watching you readjust in the chair. “But I saw how sad it made you about the tickets, so I asked Dyl if he could hook us up with some seats. I didn’t think he would send us this. He said that we get in early for their sound check, you can browse merchandise crowd-free, we get backstage access, and get to watch the show from the best seats ever: right alongside them. But you know the best part?” You blinked, shaking your head. “Exclusive meet and greet.”

You stopped breathing for a second, mentally analyzing her words. ‘Exclusive meet and greet.’ You were going to meet them. Something no one else got to do. You let out a scream, nearly tackling Holland into a hug across the table. “You are literally the best friend any girl could ask for! I’m mad that you never told me you personally knew the love of my life, but I don’t even care right now! I love you, Holland!”

She pats your back, laughing at your reaction. “Yeah, yeah. I know. Now drink wine with me, hoe.”

You nearly fell out of Holland’s car as you arrived at the concert arena, staring at the giant building in awe. Your heart was hammering away at your chest, and you were surprised it hadn’t jumped out just yet. Holland laughed, locking the car and linking her arm with yours.

“Let’s go, babe. Tyler said to head to the security entrance and they will escort us to the merchandise area first. Then they will take us in for sound check.” You nodded happily, nearly dragging Holland away. Both of your pairs of heels clicked along the asphalt of the parking lot, guys stopping to watch you guys walk by. You subtly look down at your outfit, regretting wearing the outfit Holland had forced you into. You wore the tightest jeans you owned that showed off your ass and a tight red tank top hiding the extreme push-up bra that Holland had to literally force onto your chest.

You stopped walking, Holland looking back at you. “Maybe this is a bad idea, Holl. I’m not dressed for this. I’m ugly and they’re going to look at me weird and-“

She cut you off, pulling you into a tight hug. “Stop doubting yourself. You’re beautiful. Plus, these guys couldn’t hate a single soul, especially based off of how you look. They’re going to love you because you are the brilliant, Y/N, their number one fan!”

You smiled, hugging her back tightly. “How did I ever wind up with a best friend like you? You’re going to make me cry.”

She pulled away quickly, wagging her finger. “Don’t you dare cry! It took me hours to do your makeup!” You both let out a laugh, bypassing the long line that had formed as you headed for the security door. “Now, once we get in there, please promise me you will not freak out on them. They are just normal guys, alright? I don’t want to hear it later that you passed out in front of them.”

“No guarantees.”

She rolled her eyes, flashing the VIP badges to the person at the door. He gestured you both to follow him, guiding you down a long hallway until you reached the main lobby. It was empty, aside from the long tables with merchandise available for purchase. Your eyes widened, letting go of Holland to swarm the table.

“Oh my god, Holl! I want everything!” You took out your wallet, the merchant shaking his head. You gave him a curious look. “What?”

“I was instructed to give you whatever you wanted by the boss. Said you were a special VIP and that we should accommodate you.” You gaped at the man, instantly listing off the things you wanted. You had asked him twenty times if he was sure you didn’t need to pay him anything, and he assured you it was on the house. He bagged your stuff, gesturing you away with a sweet smile and wave.

You skipped back over to Holland, who was laughing at you hugging the bag to your chest. “Remind me to yell at them for giving you such freedom with all of this.” You, however, were elated, not bothering to respond to her snarky comment. “Let’s go. I poked my head in and they are about to start the sound check. We need to get in there soon so you can actually meet the guys.”

You squealed happily, running as fast as you could in heels into the arena, staring up at the large stage. You saw Tyler standing there, tuning a guitar while some technicians tested the equipment around him. He heard the clatter of your heels, looking up to see you and Holland standing there.

“Holl!” He shouted, setting the guitar down and jumping off the stage. He pulled her into a hug, spinning her around. “Long time no see, girly!” He put her down gently, turning to you. “And you must be Y/N! We’ve heard so many great things about you, especially that you are such a big fan. It’s great to finally meet you.” You stood staring, flabbergasted at the man in front of you. You extended a sweaty, shaky hand, Tyler laughing and pulling you into a quick hug instead. “You guys made it just in time. Dyl and Dan are in the back still, but should be out soon.”

As if on cue, Daniel came sliding onto the stage, nearly crashing over the set of drums. The cymbals clattered together loudly as he caught himself on them before he fell, a laugh escaping his mouth. You stared with wide eyes, two of your idols in front of you. All you needed now was Dylan and your life would officially be perfect.

“Dammit, Dan! Don’t touch my fucking drums!”

Dylan walked onto the stage, his honey-brown eyes flashing with anger at his friend. He was currently shirtless, holding a black shirt in his hands. You stared longingly at his broad chest and sexy abs, taking note of the patches of hair that were present on his chest and stomach, leading into his dark blue jeans. He had muscular arms, and you could only imagine what it would be like to be wrapped up in them. His hair was slightly disheveled in his usual style, sticking up perfectly.

“Holy shit. Dylan is hotter in person,” you said aloud before you could stop yourself. Holland and Tyler let out a loud laugh, causing you to blush a bright red. Dylan looked over at you, a smirk forming on his face as he trailed his gaze over you.

“You’re not too bad yourself, sweet cheeks,” He said, in the flirtiest tone you had ever heard. Your cheeks lit up even more, your whole body heating up. You weren’t sure what you were more flustered about, him calling you sweet cheeks or him saying you weren’t “too bad.”

Tyler hopped back on stage, punching Dylan in the arm. “Put on your shirt dude. We are in the presence of two true beauties! They don’t want to stare at your fugly mug.”

“I beg to differ, T-Pose,” Dylan laughed, glancing at you once more. He slipped the shirt over his head, sitting at the drums while Daniel grabbed his bass. Tyler gestured you both on stage, offering a hand to help you up the stairs. Holland started talking to Tyler while you slipped closer to Dylan, watching him tap a simple rhythm on the drums. He looked at you from the corner of his eye, sending you a small smile. “Do you want to try?”

You blushed, Dylan holding the sticks out to you. You took them, your fingers brushing with his. They were soft, but sent a spark through your entire body. Dylan didn’t make a motion to move from his seat, confusing you. “I can’t really try if you are right there.”

He laughed, leaning back slightly on the seat. “Of course you can. You can sit on my lap.” You gaped at him, ready to decline when his hands gripped your waist, pulling you onto his lap. Your shirt was pushed up slightly as you felt his warm, muscular arms wrap around your waist tightly. “Now, play away, princess.”

Your palms were sweaty, nearly dropping the sticks. You could feel his breath on the back of your neck, his lips pressing against it softly. Your mouth was dry, trying to focus on the instrument in front of you, but your mind kept wandering to the handsome man holding you. You finally tapped an uneven beat on the drums, listening to Dylan laugh in your ear.

“Princess, that’s not how you do that,” He whispered in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His hand wrapped around yours, holding them tightly. You felt how large his hands were compared to yours, looking down at the veins that protruded from them. He carefully guided your hands, leading you into a steady beat of a song they normally played. You felt him smile against your ear, his tongue grazing your earlobe when he licked his lips. “See. This is how you do it.”

You looked back at him, your eyes locking with his. “You’re um…very talented,” You stammered, noticing how close he was to you. His smiled, letting go of your hand to brush some hair behind your ear.

“You’re not too bad yourself, princess.” He smiled, taking the sticks from your hands, and playing a faster beat, you still trapped on his lap. Daniel was watching you guys closely, a large smile on his lips, playing along to the beat, on his bass. The two played casually until Tyler walked over with Holland, cutting the boys off.

“Alright. They want to start letting people in to get seated. Let’s show the girls to their spot so we can finish getting ready.” Daniel and Dylan nodded back at him. Dylan helped you off his lap, his fingers tracing small circles on the exposed skin of your stomach. You stared at him for a second, getting lost in his eyes. “Let’s go, Y/N!”

You shook your head, running after Tyler quickly, not daring to spare Dylan another glance. “Coming, coming.”

Tyler situated you guys on the side of the stage, in perfect view of where they would be performing. He excused himself, running off further backstage. Holland sent you a look, wiggling her eyebrows at you. “So, you and Dyl seem to be hitting it off. I can smell a romance some day!”

A pink hue dusted your cheeks, shoving her lightly. “Ha, ha, very funny. He’s just being nice, Holl. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to run to the bathroom really quick before the show starts.”

She waved you off, pulling her phone out. “Yeah, yeah. Just don’t get lost. The show starts in a half hour.”

You wandered off towards the bathroom, not bothering to shut the door completely. You just needed to get away for a few, taking a couple deep breathes to calm your nerves. You leaned on the sink, looking at yourself in the mirror. “Ok Y/N. Stay calm. It’s just your favorite band of all time playing. And you have the best seats in the house. You can do this without fainting.” You thought back to the short time you were with Dylan already, your body getting hot. You remember how he played the drums perfectly with you on his lap, the way he banged the sticks on the drums. You let out a small moan at the memory. “God, he can play my drums like that any day.”

“Is that so, princess?”

The voice startled you, turning towards the door as it clicked shut. Dylan leaned against it casually, locking it behind him. “Holy shit, Dylan. You scared me. Don’t sneak up on me like that!”

He laughed, making his way closer to you. “Well, maybe you should make sure the door is closed before using the restroom, even if you are just talking to yourself.” He stopped in front of you, your back pressed into the sink. He bit his lip, looking down at you. “So, I can bang your drums, eh?”

You blushed, trying to get out an answer. “I-I…what makes you think I was talking about you? Maybe I was talking about…m-my b-boyfriend! Yeah. My boyfriend…Ian…”

Dylan chuckled, licking his lips. “Well that’s funny. Considering Holland told me once that you were single because no guy could reach your standards.” He leaned closer, his lips dangerously close to yours. “Tell me. Where do I stand on your level of standards?”

Your breath hitched, your mind going blank as you leaned forward, pressing your lips against his. He groaned quietly, his hand gripping your waist and pulling you closer. His lips pushed against yours harder, melding with yours perfectly. Your hands tangled in his shirt, tugging at the fabric as a sign for more. He grinned, his tongue flicking across your lips in the middle of the kiss, slipping it into your mouth when you gasped in surprise.

You couldn’t believe what was happening. Here you were, making out with your idol, the love of your life. The man you idolized and had a crush on through your computer for the last four years. You pulled away, feeling his lips travel down your jaw to your neck, nipping at it softly. Your fingers tangled in his hair, your head falling back to allow him more access to your sweet spots. “This is crazy, Dylan.”

He licked at the juncture between your neck and shoulder, feeling you shudder. “Well, I can think of something crazier. But only if you’re up for it. And we have to be quick. I gotta get back for the show.” You nodded before you fully understood what you were agreeing to, feeling Dylan smile into your neck. “Good. Now, keep quiet for me, okay, princess?”

You blinked, feeling his fingers trail down your sides, fiddling with the button on your jeans. You blushed, watching him closely as he popped the button, getting down on his knees to tug the tight clothes down your legs. They pooled around your ankles, unable to come off completely because of your heels. He dropped to his knees, dabbing his tongue at the wet material of your thong.

“You’re so wet already, baby. I’ve barely done anything to you. Do I turn you on just by looking at you?” He looked up at you through his lashes, his eyes holding a taunting glint. You could barely breath, nodding your head rapidly at him. “Damn, really? And you haven’t even seen the best parts of me.” You choked on air, almost collapsing when your legs turned to jelly at his words. “Hey, careful there. Why don’t you sit down?”

His hands grabbed your ass, standing up quickly and lifting you off the ground. You squealed in surprise, his strong arms holding you up easily as he shuffled over to the toilet, skillfully using one foot to close the lid before placed you on it. You sunk back on it, adjusting into a comfortable position while Dylan dropped down in front of you again, running his fingers along your thighs. You bit back a moan.

“Dyl, you said we had to go fast. You are not going fast right now.” You grinned down at him, seeing him cast you a dark look, his eyes filled with lust.

“You want to cum that quickly, huh, baby?” You blushed brightly, Dylan laughing at the look on your face. “I thought so.” He tugged once on the strap of your thong, gesturing for you to lift your hips so he could slide it down. You complied, feeling the soaked material slide down your legs, Dylan pushing your knees apart when the material join your jeans. His mouth watered at the sight of your dripping core. “Of, god, baby. I’m going to make you cum so hard. You will be begging for a second round after the show.”

You didn’t stifle your moan this time, letting your voice bounce off the bathroom walls. “Fuck, Dyl. Just hurry up and do something. Or are you all talk and no game?” He smirked, placing soft kisses up both of your thighs, deliberately avoiding your aching pussy. “God dammit Dyl! Just hurry up and do something!”

“So needy, baby. I will only comply if you promise to scream my name when you cum.” You nodded without a second thought, feeling him smile against the skin of your thigh. “Good.” He moved forward quickly, licking a long stripe along your folds. You moaned loudly, his tongue licking at all of your escaped juices before it buried into your pussy. His nose pressed against your clit, rubbing at it whenever he lurched forward, his tongue thrusting deep into your walls. It swirled around inside of you, leaving no spot on your walls untouched, no bit of your juice being left unclaimed by his mouth.

“Oh god, Dyl. I only dreamt of this. I didn’t know you would be this good,” You mumbled, your body shaking with happiness. He grinned at your words, easily hearing your low grumbles in the silent room. His mouth wrapped around your pussy, giving it small sucks while he licked you faster, pressing in as deep as he could. Your fingers threaded through his hair, giving him a small tug up until his mouth moved to your clit, nibbling and sucking at the swollen nub. “Shit!”

He chuckled softly, blowing at the nub a few times before he wrapped his lips around it, flicking his tongue repeatedly. Your body quivered, your moans growing louder and more frequent. He was proud of the noises he was making you release, but was unsatisfied that you were not screaming for him yet. He figured he had to do something to get you to the edge faster. He used one hand to keep your knees apart, his fingers pressing into your skin tightly, while the other slid up leg, his middle finger slipping inside of your pussy before you realized what was happening. You squealed at the intrusion, feeling his skilled finger thrust into you wildly, his motions quick and strong.

“Holy shit Dyl. More. Please.” You mewled, tugging at the roots of his hair eagerly. He silently obeyed, slipping a second finger into you and thrusting into you quickly, brushing his fingers against your sweet spot every time. His lips tugged at your clit, smothering it with his tongue. His never faltered for a second, listening to your mewls of pleasure turn into screams of pure ecstasy when he curled his fingers the slightest bit, pounding your pussy relentlessly. “Right there! Oh, god I’m going to cum!”

He bit your clit once, shoving his fingers in to the brim until you were writhing before him, your fingers clutching his hair tightly, your toes curling in your heels. Your legs shook and your back arched off the toilet, you head falling back as you released the filthiest scream you could, mentally hoping no one heard you. Dylan felt your fluids coat his fingers, lathering your pussy walls so he could easily help you ride out your high. Your mind blanked briefly, enjoying the feeling of your orgasm wash over your body.

You slumped against the toilet as you relaxed, eyes closed as you felt Dylan pull his fingers from you. You cracked them open at him, seeing him lick his fingers clean, savoring the juices that covered them. “Damn, baby. You taste good.” He stood over, leaning over you and pressing a kiss to your lips. You tasted yourself on him, moaning softly at the erotic move. He pulled away, hearing you whimper dissatisfied. “I know, baby. You want more. But I have a show to play in,” he glanced at the watch he wore, “15 minutes. T-Pose and Dan are probably wondering where the hell I am. So, we will have to save the rest for later.” He gave you a wink, quickly leaving the bathroom, the door shutting with a soft ‘click’.

You sighed, running a hand through your hair. “Holy fuck. What the fuck just happened?” You took a moment to think back, realizing how fast everything just happened. “Did Dylan O’Brien just…eat me out? Holy shit, he did. I can die happy now.” You shakily got up, fixing your thong and jeans, glancing at yourself in the mirror. “At least my make-up is ok. Holl would kill me.”

You hurried out, heading back to Holland, knowing she was wondering if you fell in the toilet at this point. She glanced at you when you sat next to her, giving you a look. “Did you die in there?”

You gave a sarcastic laugh, sticking your tongue out at her. “Ha, ha. I just had to get my fangirling out before the show. I just met my dream band and didn’t freak out in front of them. I couldn’t contain myself any more. Better alone in the bathroom than in front of your friends, am I right?”

She nodded in agreement, turning back as the lights dimmed, the boys slinking on stage to start their concert.

“Thank you everyone for coming out to see us! We hope you enjoyed the show!” Tyler shouted, the crowd going wild at his words. The three boys waved at the crowd, running off the side of the stage towards you and Holland. Tyler tackled Holland into a hug, Holland scrunching her nose up at the sweaty male. “Did you guys enjoy the show?”

She pushed him again, adjusting her dress. “I did until you hugged me and covered me in your sweat. Nasty, Ty.” He laughed, pulling her into another hug, Daniel joining him. You sat there laughing at Holland’s look of displeasure until you felt two arms wrap around your waist.

“Did you enjoy the show, baby?” Dylan’s breath hit your ear, a shiver running through your body. You felt yourself getting wet just by feeling him against you, his body warm as it held you close.

“I did. You guys were amazing! Thank you for getting us tickets.” You turned in his arms, glancing up at him. “Though, you didn’t need to do the whole VIP thing. Just normal tickets would have been fine.”

He grinned, his eyes shifting to the others quickly. When he noticed them distracted, he placed a soft kiss to your lips, you both letting out a small groan from the spark you felt. “Well, only the best for you. We gotta treat our biggest fan to the best package in the world.”

You blushed, biting your lip. “Are you included in that package?” You almost regretted asking, knowing how dumb it sounded. But Dylan just smiled, pulling you into a tight hug. His lips pressed to the side of your face, whispering into your ear. “Only for you.” He pulled away, his hand reaching into his jeans to adjust himself. You saw a slight outline from his erect cock, blushing at it. Dylan walked over to the others, slinging his arm around Tyler’s shoulders. “T-Pose. We gotta show the girls a good time! They are our VIPs after all. We owe them a meet and greet.”

Tyler nodded, grabbing Holland’s hand while Dylan grabbed yours, Daniel leading you guys through the backstage halls. Tyler showed you guys different areas backstage, Daniel showing off things you had never seen. Dylan stuck close to your side, his fingers brushing with your occasionally. You could barely breathe every time you felt the tingle his fingers left on you, wanting to feel more of him.

Tyler tugged you guys into a photo studio, a camera crew already in place. “Photo time!” Tyler tugged everyone in for a group photo, then allowing everyone to take photos of their own. Your favorite was with Dylan, when he pressed his lips to your cheek in a sloppy kiss. Tyler and Daniel took it as a joke, laughing at it and giving taunting cat calls. Holland grinned, knowing you were dying inside. You fought back a blush, wanting to feel his lips on yours instead of your cheek.

After the photos, Tyler and Daniel led Holland away towards the dressing area because she wanted to see what it was like. You slowly walked behind them, unenthusiastic about the trip since you didn’t care for fashion like she did. You felt a swift tug of the hand, being pulled into a room quickly without the others seeing. The door closed behind you, your back pressed against it. Lips met yours in a messy kiss, fingers already pushing your tank top up.

“God you’re so sexy, baby. You were all I could think about during the show,” Dylan’s husky voice muttered into your ear, nipping at your earlobe. You moaned, tugging him closer by his tight black shirt. He groaned, pressing you harder into the door, ripping your shirt over your head in one shot. “You won’t be needing that anymore.”

You would normally react strongly to something like that, slapping the guy whenever they attempt it. But this was different. Dylan was different. You craved his touch, like a drug. He made you feel good, even with the simplest touch. Part of your mind nagged at you that he was possibly using you as a booty call, while the other part said he truly cared for you.

Dylan fumbled with the lock as his lips attached to yours again, tugging you away from the door and further into the room. You stumbled in your heels, trying to keep up with him, his tall stature making it hard to keep up with him and kiss at the same time. He grinned into the kiss, breaking away and licking his lips. His hands found their way to your waist, tugging you towards him. His arms wrapped around you, his forehead resting on yours.

“How are you so perfect?” He mumbled, placing a soft kiss to your lips once more. “Why did it take me so long to find a girl as amazing as you?”

You blushed, wrapping your arms around his neck, playing with the hair at the base. “You’re pretty amazing yourself, Dyl. More amazing than I ever thought you would be.” He smiled, kissing your forehead.

“I can’t stop thinking about you. Seriously. I mean really,” he glanced over your body, groaning as he adjusted himself in his tight jeans, “look at you. You’re smoking, baby. I want to fuck you so hard.” You stared at him, seeing his cheeks flame up instantly. “Shit! I didn’t mean to say that! That’s so awkward. We just met and I don’t want you think you’re an easy lay and-“

You pulled him down, covering his mouth with yours. He groaned into the kiss, backing you up until you hit something. You broke away, glancing down it, noticing the pool table your ass was pressed against, nearly sitting atop the green felt. “Dyl,” you murmured, feeling his light breath on your cheeks. He watched you curiously, softly rubbing your skin. “I want you to fuck me.”

He smirked at you, pressing you into the pool table, placing a messy kiss to your lips. His hands were immediately at your chest, rubbing circles on the exposed tops of your breasts. You moaned, tugging at the bottom of his black shirt. He lifted his arms, allowing you to pull the shirt off. You tossed it behind you, leaving it uncared for on some plastic plant as your traced your fingers along his toned muscles.

“Shit, Dyl. You’re so handsome,” You moaned, grabbing at his jeans and working on the button. His hands worked on your bra clasp, though he was obviously growing frustrated when he couldn’t get it.

“Why do you women have to wear this stupid thing. It’s impossible to get off, and blocks one of the best parts of the body.” You giggled, pushing him away just a bit, reaching back and undoing it yourself. You held it between two fingers, looking between the bra and his gaping mouth, his eyes locked on you. You dropped the bra to the floor, giving him a sweet smile.

“Whoops. It fell.” You leaned back into the table, your hands holding up your breasts and massaging them between your fingers. “For the record, we wear them for support. You don’t want these babies to get saggy, do you?”

He shook his head vigorously, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. “No, but they shouldn’t be hidden by a trap like that. They’re too perfect for me not to love.” You blushed, feeling the kisses he placed on your neck. His hands replaced yours, gripping your breasts firmly. You could feel the callouses on his hands from drumming, but they were soft at the same. His plump lips left small marks along your neck, working their way to your collarbone and to the valley between your breasts.

Your hands laced through his hair, gripping at it tightly. Dylan’s lips wrapped around one of your nipples, your mewls hitting his ears. You tugged at his brown locks, looking down at him. His eyes were closed, enjoying the feeling of his tongue running over your nipple. He was pressed against you closely, his cock pressing against your leg and throbbing intensely.

“Someone’s a little happy down there,” You huffed out, moaning between your words. He pulsed once more, his mouth swapping between breasts. He massaged one with his hand, his mouth attacking the other, sucking roughly on the nipple. His tongue flicked over the bud, his teeth biting down on it. Every action caused his cock to jerk in his pants, obviously straining against the material. “You should get rid of those. You’re suffocating Dylan Jr.”

He released your nipple with a pop, resting his chin on your breast to look up at you. “Do not name my dick, please. That’s just weird.” He popped the button on your pants in one swift motion, giving you a smirk. “Besides, it isn’t fair if you still have your pants on.” His hand dipped inside our jeans, rubbing you through the thin material of your thong. He felt your arousal pooling around his fingers and his brisk touch, internally groaning. “And you’re fucking wet again. Shit.”

Your head fell back, failing to kick off your heels so he could remove your jeans completely. Dylan laughed, seeing you flailing under him. He pulled his hand from your jeans, dropping to his knees. He slowly removed your heels, placing them aside carefully. He then proceeded to pull your jeans down and a tantalizing pace, placing soft kisses to your inner thigh. He pulled the material from your ankles, tossing them aside shamelessly.

His nose nuzzled into the wet fabric of your thong, licking a stripe along it. You whined at him quietly. “Dyl, this isn’t fair. No games.”

He chuckled, pulling the thong off and sticking it in his back pocket. “No games? Ironic, considering you’re on top of a pool table.” He stood up, pulling you into a kiss, one finger slipping into your pussy. You shook at the intrusion, biting at his lip. You tried to rid him of his jeans, fumbling with the button. Your fingers weren’t functioning correctly, your mind unable to focus while he was fingering you quickly.

“Dammit, Dyl. Take off your pants and fuck me already,” You grumbled, tugging repeatedly at his jeans. He laughed, pulling his fingers from you. He unbuttoned his pants, kicked off his Vans, slid his jeans and boxers off and kicked them aside. You watched his giant cock slap his stomach, fully erect. “Oh. H-holy shit. Who knew you were so…”

Gigantic. Huge. Well endowed. Sexy. Hot. Capable of fucking a girl until she forgets her own name. Skilled with every part of your body that has touched mine already, so I’m sure your dick can do the same.

A million thoughts were running through your mind, unable to find the right word. You just stared at his cock, watching Dylan wrap his hand around it, gingerly stroking his length. You moaned, your mouth watering at the sight of the precum that dribbled from the tip. His thumb swiped at the tip, gathering the liquid and placing it at your mouth. You closed your eyes, wrapping your mouth around his thumb, your tongue running over his skin. It was salty, but sweet at the same time. Dylan groaned loudly, pulling away abruptly and running over to his jeans.

“Fuck. Wallet.” He fumbled with his pants, searching every pocket until he pulled out his wallet, pulling out a couple condoms. “Thank god Posey sticks a million of them in there at once.”

He ran back over, dropping one on a nearby table and tearing the other open with his teeth. You watched in awe as he rolled the rubber down his length, catching a glimpse at the wrapper as it fell to the floor. “XL? Fuck, you are huge.”

He chuckled, settling between your legs and aligning himself at your entrance. “Only the best for you, baby. Now,” he stared into your eyes, a glint in his lust-filled orbs. “Because you were impatient, You have to do what I say.” You hesitantly nodded. “Good. You can’t cum until I tell you it’s ok.”

Your mouth fell open, ready to protest when he slid inside, filling you to the brim. He buried himself to the hilt, hearing you loudly moan straight into his ear. You face buried in his neck, Dylan pausing to give you a second to adjust. When you started sucking at his neck, he knew you were ready.

He started off simple and slow, gently thrusting into you, hearing your tiny moans of pleasure. His thrusts got progressively faster, your noises getting louder with each passing second. He leaned you back, your teeth scraping against the skin on his neck roughly. He grunted in pain, grabbing his neck, keeping a steady pace. “Damn, baby. Careful with the teeth. Don’t damage the goods.”

You giggled, biting your lip to hold back your moans. “The goods?”

He leaned forward for a kiss, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth instead when you went to meet him halfway. You whined, feeling him tug on your swollen lip. “Are you taunting me, princess? Do I need to teach you a lesson?”

You felt his hand dip down, picking up your leg, wrapping it around his waist. You sat further on the edge of the pool table, laying back while he thrust into you harshly. His movements were wildly, and hitting deep into your pussy with the new angle. You pulled him closer with your leg, his cock hitting your g-spot multiple times. You turned into a moaning mess, your walls clenching around him tightly and your breasts bouncing freely. Dylan was grunting, leveraging himself on the pool table to deliver rapid, powerful thrusts.

“Fuck, Dyl. I won’t last much longer like this,” you whined at him. His speed picked up even more, your leg being pulled over his shoulder. You let out a loud scream, your hand shooting up to cover your mouth.

“It’s ok, baby. This lounge room is soundproof. Why do you think I dragged you in here?” He panted, feeling your walls contracting regularly. “Remember, baby. You cum when I say you do.”

You felt the new angle he thrust at, your mind blanking out instantly. Black spots filled your vision, your orgasm flooding your body. You back arched off the pool table, your heel digging into Dylan’s shoulder. Your juices coated the condom he wore, making it easier to slide inside you. He groaned, feeling your walls close around him, watching you shake uncontrollably.

He pulled out before you could fully relax, being pulled off the table and turned around. Your chest was pressed against the felt, your fingers digging into the green fabric. Your pussy dripped still, your juices sliding down your legs and collecting on the floor. You felt alone, glancing over your shoulder to see Dylan gone.

“Dylan?” You whispered, still breathless from your orgasm. You got no response, but heard the faint sound of a zipper and a clattering of wood. You tried to sit up to see what he was doing, but your body would not cooperate. You groaned, resting your head against the table. “What are you doing?”

Dylan run a finger along your spine, goosebumps following its path. “I told you. You aren’t allowed to cum without my permission. Now I gotta punish you, princess.” You dared glance back at him, seeing him tossing two drumsticks into the air, catching them in his hands. He sent you a small smirk, tapping one on your ass, a loud smack reverberating around the room. You squealed, your eyes clenching shut. “I’m gonna play a beat. I want you to sing a little song for me.”

You didn’t fully understand what he meant, until a steady rhythm of smacks were placed to your ass with his drumsticks. They were hard, but not sickening to the touch. Your ass stung, tears welling in your eyes. You were mixed, pain and pleasure filling your abdomen. You bit your lips, trying to figure out what he was wanting.

“Come on, baby. Sing for me. I want to hear your beautiful voice.” One more hard smack, Dylan drumming on your skin. You squirmed, clawing at the table. “Please, Y/N,” he mumbled, a plea laced in his seductive tone.

Hearing him say your name was the sexiest thing you had heard all night. It wasn’t a pet name, or him trying to be snarky. It was him, saying your name. You moaned loudly, his name falling from your lips. He grinned, tossing the sticks aside, rubbing your stinging, red ass delicately. You whimpered in pain, Dylan mumbling small apologies.

“I know, baby. But god that was sexy.”

You turned to him, a pout on your lips. “I don’t know how I feel about that. It hurt like a mother. But…I’m slightly aroused.”

He chuckled, spreading your legs and running a finger along your core. “Oh yeah. You’re actually soaked again. I guess I need to take care of that.”

He aligned himself like before, sliding in from behind. You screamed his name, digging your face into the pool table. Your nails clawed at the felt, feeling Dylan pounding into you rapidly, bottoming out with each thrust. The angle was better than before, you both on a quick downward spiral to your climax. Dylan was hard and fast, his nail scratching at your bare back and occasionally tugging at your hair.

You were spewing a string of ‘fucks’, Dylan moaning at the feeling of your tight walls around him. “Fuck, baby. I think I’m gonna…” He faltered, your pussy closing around him and you let out a violent shake, cumming around him. Your pussy was warm, his cock pulsing eagerly with his own orgasm. His seed spilled into the condom, Dylan moaning your name, drawing out each syllable.

He leaned over you, rubbing your shoulders to help you relax, a content sigh from your lips. He pulled out of you, striping himself of the used rubber, tying it and tossing it. You eased up from the pool table, turning to Dylan. He was sweaty, but seemed to be glowing. You smiled at him, wobbling over to him and wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Hey, handsome.” You looked up at him, seeing him blushing and giving a cute, lopsided smile. You studied his expression, memorizing the look on his perfect face. You took note of the moles and freckles that littered his perfect jawline, and the tiniest bit of scruff that was on his chin. “You’re something else, Dylan.”

Her chuckled, hugging you close. Your chest pressed against his, feeling the increased heartbeat he had. You rested your head on him for a second, enjoying the embrace.

Until it was ruined by a certain “Dylan Jr” prodding at your core again.

You giggled, looking down at his erect cock. “He’s ready for round three.” Dylan groaned, jerking his cock slowly.

“I will just masturbate, babe. I don’t want to strain you.”

You grinned, pushing one finger to his chest, walking him backwards. The back of his legs met with a couch, Dylan falling back onto it. He watched you shuffle to the table to grab the spare condom he had. He slumped back into the couch, his eyes locked on you. You took a deep breath, tearing open the condom, fumbling with the slippery thing. He bit back a laugh, ignoring the glare you sent his way. You grabbed his cock, jerking him carefully in your hand.

“Shit, baby. That feels good. But not as good as your pussy. You should ride me,” he said, his head falling back. Your pussy ached from his words, desire pooling in your gut. You slid the condom on him, straddling his hips. He shifted your hips against him, rolling against his cock. He felt the heat of your pussy against his cock. “Come on baby. Don’t tease me like this.”

You pressed a kiss to his lips, littering his face with sweet kisses. “Now you know how it feels, Dyl.” He grumbled, staying silent. You aligned his cock at your entrance, sliding down on him with a loud moan. Your hands gripped his shoulders, keeping you upright. Dylan’s hands were on your waist, his fingers digging into your skin, leaving small bruises that you didn’t mind.

You hold your hips slowly, shifting them against him faster as moans flew from his lips. He helped you into a smooth motion, his hands guiding your movements. You both moaned, his hips meeting yours in perfect sync.

You pulled him into a sensual kiss, your tongues meeting in your mouth. They tangled together, his lips meshing with yours every time he pulled away and placed another kiss to your lips. You hummed happily at the feeling he was giving you. Your nails digging into his shoulders and raking down his back. You both were in perfect bliss.

He broke the kiss, leaning back and helping you bounce faster on his cock. Your breasts bounced happily, in perfect view for him. He moaned your name, muttering incoherent things while you rode him. His hands slid down to your ass, gripping it roughly, ignoring the wince you let out from the pain you still felt from being spanked with his sticks.

His cock twitched inside of you, hitting deep inside you each time. He pressed into your walls, rubbing every sensitive spot inside of you whenever his cock buried into you. You moved quickly, slamming down on him, screaming his name at the impact.

Dylan’s eyes glazed over, letting out a loud moan. “Shit, baby.” He felt your walls clutching his cock, your bouncing getting weaker and messier. “I’m going to cum again baby. You’re so fucking tight.” You nodded, pressing your forehead to his. He leaned up, kissing you one final time. The coil inside of your unraveled, Your body quivering in Dylan’s arms. Your toes curled under you, your back arching and pressing yourself close into him. He pulled your close, his cock pulsating and twitching erratically as he came, filling the condom to the brim. You both moaned into the kiss, slowly riding out your highs.

Dylan lifted you off him, standing up to discard the second condom. You collapsed on the couch, dull aches in every muscle of your body. You were content, deeming that the best sex you ever had, trying to ignore that this was the only time you would probably get to do this. Dylan gathered the clothes that had been scattered around the room, dressing himself before sitting next to you with your clothes.

“You should probably get dressed. We’ve been gone too long. I’m sure the others are looking for us. It’s also getting late. I need to head back to my house with the boys and you need to head home with Holl.”

You sat up, slipping on your bra and shirt. “Dyl, where is my thong?” He shrugged, knowing you forgot he had pocketed it. You huffed, sliding your legs into your jeans. “I liked that one too. It was cute.” You took a deep breath, walking over to a mirror on the wall to fix your hair. You looked at yourself, blinking once. “Wait. Your house? You live here?”

Dylan laughed, stretching back on the couch. “Of course. You didn’t know that?” You shook your head, feeling stupid for not knowing. “We live like…20 minutes from your apartment. And yes, I know where you live because Holland told me.”

You stuck your tongue out at him, having a faint glimmer of hope to keep in contact with him. He laughed, getting up and walking over to you. He pulled you against him by the belt loops, placing a sweet kiss to your lips.

“Did you enjoy being a VIP for our show?”

You grinned, hugging him. “Absolutely. Best show ever. The perks were the best, though.” You gave him a wink, Dylan grinning.

“Good. One last thing.” He escaped your grasp, picking up the drumsticks he had inadvertently used to spank you. He handed them to you, along with a folded piece of paper. “These are for you. Only read this paper after you get home, ok?” You nodded, standing on your tiptoes to give him one last kiss. He returned it with a soft groan, holding you close. “No more of that. We gotta go.”

You put the drumsticks and note in your bag of merchandise that was near the door, following Dylan out the lounge. He lead you off in a random direction, looking for the others. You guys ended up finding Tyler, Daniel and Holland in the cafeteria area, eating some snacks. Holland jumped up, tackling you into a hug.

“We looked everywhere for you! Did you get lost?”

You nodded, scratching the back of your head. “Yeah, sorry. While we were headed to wardrobe, I guess I took a wrong turn and got lost. Luckily Dylan was able to find me. Then we couldn’t find you guys at all! But it’s late, so we should head home, Holl.” She nodded, gathering her stuff from the table. You gave hugs to the boys, thanking them for the chance to do everything. Your hug with Dylan lasted a bit longer than the rest, whispering a sweet “thank you” into his ear.

Holland started the car once you were both in and situated, turning to you. “You didn’t get lost. What were you really doing?”

You thought back to everything that had happened, speaking without thinking. “Fucking a hot ass drummer.”

Holland’s mouth fell open. “What?! Why would you do that?”

You looked at her dumbfounded. “He’s hot, Holl. And nice. And sweet. And caring. And has a way with his mouth, fingers, giant cock…”

Holland shushed you. “TMI, honey bun. TMI. I don’t need to hear about Dyl in bed.” You laughed at her disgusted expression, leaning back in the seat. “But I guess now I know why you are glowing so much. Are you going to see him again soon?”

You shook your head solemnly. “I doubt it, Holl. I didn’t even get his number. I doubt he wants anything to do with me now. I was just an easy lay.”

She snorted, giving you a side glance. “I doubt that. Dyl isn’t like that. We’ll talk about it more tomorrow though.”

You nodded, silence forming between you both since you were so tired. Holland headed straight to her room once you arrived home, muttering good night with a long yawn. You changed into some comfy clothes, sitting on your bed with the bag of merch.

You pulled out the drumsticks, looking at them, observing Dylan’s name carved elegantly into the wood. You smiled, placing them down and pulling out the note. You were scared to open it, your hands shaking once you finally did.

Y/N, my sweet princess,

Thank you for the best night of my life. To be honest, I wasn’t expecting to like you as much as I did when Holland first asked me to get you guys into the show. But, I have to say, I don’t regret it.

I wasn’t lying when I said you were all I could think about during the show. I wanted to perform extra well for you. I wanted you to enjoy the show. Do you know why?

From the moment you walked into that arena, I was in love.

Corny, yes. But true. I can’t help but know you are special. The way sparks flew whenever I touched you. The way your fingers curled in my hair. The way you admired my little quirks. Everything about you is special, and I hope that I can see everything you have to offer.

By now, you are probably at home, curled up in your bed in some nice comfy pajamas. You are thinking about how crazy this night was. You are thinking about how I made you cum a total of 4 times. And you are probably scared that I want nothing more with you.

Know you are wrong. I want to take you out on a proper date, if you’ll have me. Do me a favor, and call me.

(xxx)xxx-xxxx

Thank you, my princess.

Love, your favorite drummer,

Dylan O’Brien

P.S. Thanks for your favorite thong. I will cherish it always.

You reread the note multiple times, not believing what you were reading. He wanted you to stay. He wanted to take you out. And that little shit stole your favorite thong.

He cared. That bastard cared.

You grabbed your phone, typing in the number and hitting call. Your eyes fell on the time, hearing it start to ring.

3:43 A.M.

It’s late. Was he going to answer?

“Hello?”

His voice was slightly husky, but you could tell he hadn’t done to bed just yet. Your breath caught in your throat, dry swallowing. “Hi, Dyl.”

“Y/N. You actually called. Though, I didn’t expect you to call tonight. But I’m not complaining.” You giggled, laying back on your bed. “So, how was that VIP package to the concert you went to, baby? Did you enjoy yourself?”

You giggled at his joke, playing along. “I did, Dyl. Best VIP Package ever. I kind of hope I can get one again to go to for that band.

He chuckled over the line. “I think that can be arranged. We’ll discuss this over dinner. Say, 8 P.M. tomorrow?”

You smiled, hugging a pillow close. “Sounds like a date.”

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