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"you're sad? you know what can help make you not-sad? food. more importantly, ME. with food also because i know how you are. or like a movie or whatever i guess" -- wilson to house, slightly paraphrased
#house md#hilson#the fucking HUGE gesture to himself. “pizza with a friend” (FLASHING NEON ARROW POINTING TO HIMSELF)#i didn't think context would make that scene gayer but i should have learned by now#that's on me really. show caught me slippin
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Stranger Things Masterlist
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❤ my favs | 💋 SMUT (18+) | ☔ ANGST
Disclaimer: the smut is intended for readers of ages of 18 or older. I do not want to expose anyone to anything that they do not want to be exposed to.
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SERIES
Not Wholly Evil (dark!pirate!Eddie x reader)
summary: as the daughter of the Governor, there is quite a heavy prize set on your safe return home, and the captain will not let anything come between him and his bounty.
Ridlington Park (regency!Eddie x reader)
summary: A lady from one of the most fortunate families of the ton is in search of a suitor—much to her own dismay—and so she does everything in her power to ruin her family’s attempts at an engagement. But what happens when the one who truly charms her turns out to be the one person she can never marry?
ONE SHOTS
R Heaven And Hell (Eddie x Reader x Steve) 💋
summary: Steve is getting a bit jealous of how close you are with your best friend and the two only have one way of setting the record straight between you.
Painless Endeavour (tattoo artist!Eddie x Reader)
summary: an AU in which, after his first failed attempt to graduate, Eddie drops out of school to follow an apprenticeship at a tattoo parlour. 3 years go by and you stumble into that same studio, unlocking some lost memories.
The Greatest Avendure (Eddie x Reader)
summary: Eddie is thinking of what to do after graduation
That's a Strong Word (Eddie x Reader) 💋
summary: dating the undateable could be quite the challenge... so you make it one for both of you.
Moments (Rockstar!Eddie x groupie!Reader) 💋 ❤
summary: Eddie has been taking advantage of the perks that come with having years of success in the business.
Following The Herd (dark!cult!Eddie x Reader) 💋(☔)
summary: Eddie Munson has never been anything but sweet and caring to you. He had always made sure you were alright and safe and always helped you with anything you asked for. So now, that he needed you, how could you possibly refuse?
(Im)perfect Day (Eddie x Reader)
summary: Eddie can get in his head sometimes, and when that happens... well... the point is, he really really tried.
Twitterpated (modern!Eddie Munson x reader)
summary: You keep on encountering the same stranger while waiting in line for the Disneyland rides. It's almost too much of a coincidence, in fact. You find each other in the crowds time after time and eventually, as the day progresses, sneaky glances evolve into more.
Caught Me Slippin' (modern!escort!Eddie x reader) 💋
summary: feeling insecure about your skills in bed, you decide to find someone who could help you learn. Except, when the guy actually shows up, a mistake seems to have occurred. Fortunately, you're both quite adaptable (or, at least, you try to be), and the night quickly takes off into unexpected territories. [extra blurbs based on au, 1☔, 2, 3 ☔, 4, 5...]
Headlights (Eddie)☔
summary: Hawkins has seen it all; communist conspiracies, government cover-ups, fires, pests... but can it deal with a slasher killer on the loose?
Diary of Potential College Dropouts (College!Steddie)
summary: Neither of them expects to make it through a full semester, though for different reasons. Is that perhaps why they were given a dorm to share?
The Boy Is Mine
summary: [blurb challenge] A romantic night in at the trailer.
EDDIE ask requests
Blurbs
Sub!Eddie 💋
Making New Friends (incl. jealous!boyfriend!steve)
Eddie asks you out for a date
Star Gazing Date
Hell Diver - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6❤ (continued mini series)
Thigh Riding 💋
Post-Gig Sex 💋
Guitar Lessons
Late Night Talking
Shower Sex (goes wrong) 💋
Scars (☔)
Pool Party
Eddie Finds Out About Your Tattoo (Cheer Cap!reader)
Daddy Kink 💋
Not-so-innocent!reader Meets Hellfire
Concert
Eddie Gives You a Reality Check (☔)
Overcoming the Nerves 💋
Wearing His Shirt
Eddie Teaches You to Stand Up Against Bullies
Eddie Punches Your Asshole Boyfriend - 2
Devil!Rockstar!Eddie
Corroded Coffin Origin Stories (ft. the-haiku-bot)
Eddie is Lost for Words
Carrie Stunt
Eddie Comforting You
Voice Kink💋
Librarian!Reader 💋
Bartender!Eddie
Tutorial 💋
Headcanons
Eddie and Your Time of the Month
Crushing on Your Best friend Eddie
Eddie Trying to Make You Feel Better
Twilight AU + other asks: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4
Random Eddie Headcanons
Eddie's CV
Rockstar!Eddie and DnD
Trucker!Eddie
Spending your Birthday with Eddie
Centerfold Jealousy
STEVE ask requests
Blurbs
First Time 💋
The Corroded Coffin Archive
Corrosion (1989)
Cryptic (1991)
The Game of Lost Souls (1993)
Spotify Playlists
The Un-Eddiest Eddie Songs (songs that give off Eddie vibes, despite beings ones he probably wouldn't listen to out of himself)
Tuesdays @ the Hideout (covers I think Corroded Coffin would play - mostly time accurate + some random ones for fun)
Caught Me Slippin' (Taylor's Version) - the fic as told through Taylor Swift songs
Spotify Wrapped Blurbs
2022
Grapejuice (Robin x reader)
Summer of '69 (Eddie x Reader (☔)
Footloose (Eddie x Reader)
Edge of Seventeen (Eddie x Reader) (☔)
Random Headcanons
Goonies
Random #1
#Stranger Things a Graphic Novel (fanart)
1 (s4e1 - ´86, Baby)
2 (s4e7 - For Your Modesty, Dude)
Phone Backgrounds
Eddie
Joseph Quinn
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All of them are Eddie Munson fics since I am going through some severe brain rot because of this spicy golden retriever.
The order is random and not indicative of how much I liked them. There is no ranking, just sharing some really good pieces of work so we can all enjoy it!
10 Recommendations || 🐇 = My opinion. || Pink Color = SMUT
As You Wish (series) by @corroded-hellfire
➢ Summary: When Eddie isn’t appreciated like he should be, his babysitter feels the need to step in and comfort him.
🐇: I am OBSESSED with the entire universe. Like, really, really obsessed. Older!Dad!Eddie has my whole heart. His boys too. Brittany can go to hell. Long story short: Highly Recommended! It rearranged my brain chemistry. Oh, and it's spicy. || Not sure if it's still ongoing, but the way I am stalking the author's page I’ll sure as hell find out.
Eddie Had A Little Lamb (one-shot) by @honey-flustered
➢ Summary: Eddie is trying to be good and with your help, he could be exactly that. But Kas, on the other hand, thrives in all that is unholy and he’ll stop at nothing to bring you and Eddie to the dark side.
🐇: This rearranged my brain chemistry. I want more like this. I love this. Send me recommendations with fics like this. Jesus H. Christ.
who’s to say [pt.2] by @quinnsbower
➢ Summary: your father, jason carver, promises you one thing and can’t deliver it to you. you decide to get back at him and it him where it really hurts: eddie munson.
🐇: This is responsible for getting me hooked on older!eddie. This is the reason I will be writing an older!eddie fic. This rearranged my brain chemistry. I liked this way too much. So good. Sweet, old guy Eddie.
Caught Me Slippin’ (one-shot) by @uglypastels
➢ Summary: [modern!au] feeling insecure about your skills in bed, you decide to find someone who could help you learn. Except, when the guy actually shows up, a mistake seems to have occurred. Fortunately, you're both quite adaptable (or, at least, you try to be), and the night quickly takes off into unexpected territories.
🐇: No, because YOU hurt my feelings. You gave me an amazing one-shot with banging smut and then broke my heart. I love you and this piece, and forgive you, but damn.
Honey, I'm Home! (series) by @trashmouth-richie
➢ Summary: you were desperate for a roommate after Nancy got married and moved out. An ad in the paper goes unanswered until someone comes knocking on the door.
🐇: Obsessed, but I’d kill this menace!Eddie. I do not have enough self-control to not go to prison for ending this feral raccoon’s existence. || It's still ongoing. Eventual smut.
The Soulmates (series) by @neonghostlights
➢ Summary: Eddie Munson never thought he would be one of the lucky ones. Him being the only one in his family to be given a soulmate mark was a miracle. What happens when his soulmate is not the one he wanted? Will he be able to give up his dream girl to be with the one he’s meant to be with? Or will he just have to learn to ignore the other half of his soul?
🐇: Like it a lot. I found it through a reblog and read all the existing parts in one go. It's a Soulmate AU, the first one I read. || It's still ongoing.
You Give Love A Bad Name [pt.2] by @cinemaquinn
➢ Summary: eddie munson was a world famous rockstar. and, apparently, an asshole. but you weren't one to believe rumours, so when eddie asks to meet you, who are you to say no?
Conviction (one-shot) by @tiannasfanfic
➢ Summary: Life takes an unexpected turn when a one time fling with your best friend leads to an unplanned pregnancy. Will years of friendship be enough to build a solid marriage off of...or are you destined for heartbreak due to a wandering eye like the town rumor mill predicts?
🐇: This was so cute. Especially the ending. Yes, this was spicy. Very good.
Destructive Solutions (one-shot) by @bimbobaggins69
➢ Summary: after becoming roommates with your high school crush and finally getting out of your crazy strict parents house, you get a little too close to him and his best friend (your coworker) —but they’re straight, right?
🐇: yes. I am Steddie x f!Reader trash. I love it when the chemistry is there. And it was there. I loved this so much that I am writing my thoughts on this for the 7th time now because tumblr is a bitch.
Show Me (one-shot) by @bimbobaggins69
➢ Summary: you accidentally stumble upon your best friend/roommates porn stash, you quickly learn he’s the main star. After seeing him in ways you never have, will your friendship ever be the same?
🐇: yes. yes. You may have noticed that that's the second fic from @bimbobaggins69 That's because I found her through reblogs and since then am sure that her fics don't miss, no matter what she posts.
Seriously.
Fuck Tumblr for always deleting the last couple of sentences.
#—🫀lynn recommends#eddie munson x you#eddie munson fluff#stranger things smut#eddie munson smut#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson comfort#eddie munson oneshot#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson x f!reader#eddie munson x fem!reader#kas!eddie#older!eddie#husband!eddie munson#husband!eddie#soulmate!eddie
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YOU GOT ME SLIPPIN'
-> for someone named winter, you would think she knows how to skate at least.
[ request: Winter x reader fluff where it's xmas day and reader teaches Winter how to ice skate (shows off some of readers mad ice skating skills), and then they go back home and open presents by the fire/heater while drinking hot coco ]
winter x reader
super fluffy!
word count: 1.3k
warnings: none
a/n: hello hello! i'm just digging out some old requests that i never got to last year hehe and i think this is appropriate since it's the start of december! i did this really quickly instead of studying for exams, but nonetheless i hope you all enjoy this! (also, this is definitely not proofread so sorry for the errors hehe)
it is indeed the most beautiful time of the year as you watch the tiny white snowflakes fly around the sky and eventually make their way down to the ground. your breath is visible as you deeply exhale somewhat in frustration because your girlfriend was running a bit late. but before you could pull out your phone to message her, you nearly fall to the ground when someone suddenly jumps onto your back while yelling a loud “boo!”
“took you long enough, love”
“aww, missed me that much? i was only late by a few minutes,” she playfully smiles. you couldn’t stay mad at her for too long and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her forehead. even after months of dating, winter couldn’t hide the soft pink tint that painted her face whenever you did small gestures like that. and as per usual, it always made you giggle to see her reactions.
“i already rented the skates. size 2 right?”
“very funny y/n, we get it okay? everyone in the world knows i’m tiny”
“i know, i just like hearing you admit it,” you gloat as you handed her the other pair of skates in your hand. she rolls her eyes as she takes them from you and starts putting them on, and you begin to tie your own pair of skates as well.
“y/n,” winter softly calls out, and you nearly miss it. you turn your head to look at her sitting on the bench with untied skates, and your heart swells at how cute she looked with a pout on her face.
“can you tie my skates please..” she asks, gaze fixated on her fingers while trying to avoid yours.
“love, it’s exactly like tying a shoe and i know you know how to do that”
“well yeah, but i heard that skates have to be tied tightly so could you please help me tighten them?”
as you finish tying your own skates, you get up and waddle over to your girlfriend who lifted her foot to anchor in between your legs to help you tie them.
“don’t kick me,” you joke. you then take each lace and pull them as hard as you could, making sure you weren’t hurting her at the same time. once you tied both skates, you pulled her up to stand and she nearly topples over but luckily, you catch her and you two get caught in each other’s gazes.
“never do that again, that was like those cringey hallmark movies” winter says as she pushes your chest away. you just laugh it off and finally lead your girlfriend to the rink.
“come on winter, you’ve been standing by the entrance for 5 minutes now. are you gonna skate or what?” you yell from the middle of the rink. to be clear, this was all winter’s idea to go skating so naturally you think she knew how to skate in the first place, but now you were starting to think otherwise.
“i’m coming you big cry baby, gosh you miss me all the time. just give me a sec” she yells back, gripping the side of the rink walls so tight could see her knuckles turn white from where you were. slowly, she places one foot on the ice before very slowly bringing her next one in. winter shuffles her feet as slowly as possible while maintaining her grip on the wall. to make it easier for her, you skate to her side.
“winter, my love that i love and adore so much, you do know how to skate right?” your girlfriend glares at you but it quickly falters once she finds herself slipping and grabbed onto the wall even harder.
“yes i do know how to skate! it’s just been a while, that’s all”
“take my hand, i’ll guide you”
winter playfully scoffs, “i don’t trust you and i can do it myself, watch me!” and you back away with your arms up.
“alright, come skate to me”
just like before, winter slowly moves her hands off the wall and starts to shuffle her feet towards you. when she thought she got the hang of it, she slips and falls right on her bum and you immediately skate towards her.
“hey, you alright? does it hurt?”
“i’m fine, just let me sit here for a bit”
as your girlfriend remains seated on the cold ice, you decide to skate around for a bit. you’ve occasionally skated since you were in elementary school, but you were no figure skater. you simply found joy in gliding around the ice and doing laps around the rink. it was honestly nothing amazing, but winter thought otherwise. while sitting on the ice and letting her butt freeze and get soaked, she watched as you made your way around the rink. she was amazed at how easily you were able to control your movements on the ice, gliding beautifully as though watching an actual figure skater. as you make your way back to her, her heart skips beats and winter finds herself falling in love all over again. something as simple as this moment made her realize how much she adores you.
“hello, earth to winter. you wanna try again now?” you say, waving your hand in front of a dozed off winter.
“teach me how to skate please”
“oh so you trust me now?” you tease, and winter giggles as she nods her head. you smile and grab her hands to pull her up.
“okay, we’ll start very slow. don’t be afraid to fall, i’ll be here to catch you”
“i know, love”
it took almost 45 minutes for you two to finish one lap around the rink, but you did tell her you’d go slow. once she felt that she built the confidence, you slowly let her go but still remain close to her in case she falls.
“you’re doing it love, you’re skating!”
like a parent watching their child walk for the first time, you were so proud of her. you slowly try to increase the distance between you two and winter successfully makes it to you without slipping or falling. you grab her by the waist and pick her up to spin her around in glee and then finally placing her back on the ice.
“i’m proud of you babe”
“what did i say about cheesy hallmark moments?!” you don’t say anything and just give her a kiss on the lips. “sorry, i forgot” you giggle.
winter decided to call it quits for the day when she felt her butt was sore from the first few falls. you helped her remove her skates, and when she asked for a piggyback ride on the way home, you gladly complied.
“as a thank you for today, why don’t i make us some hot chocolate and then we can open our presents by the fire?”
“sounds like a typical hallmark movie to me, you hypocrite” you snort but once she falls silent, you knew she had a pout on her face even if you couldn’t see it.
“but i’d love that, winter. let’s go home, hm?”
winter says nothing and snuggles herself into the crook of your neck.
#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios#girl group imagines#girl group scenarios#aespa#aespa scenarios#aespa imagines#aespa fluff#winter scenarios#winter imagines#winter x reader#winter fluff#f reader
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Thomas or Manu starter pack?? Plzzz
What about both? Hey, you ask, I deliver!! I present to you a two-for-one special: starter packs, Neuller style 😂
THE Thomas Müller starter pack™️:
Who needs them apple bottom jeans or boots with the fur when you have a hat that does the same and better?
Veggies and cooking supplies because Gordon Ramsay could NEVER…mans really said eat yo leafy greens and I respect that
Because “Dog mom” is a minimum requirement
Full-time fußballer, part-time horse girl
For giving Basti the occasional splashdown, naturally
Pants with pockets because where else is he gonna put Barça?
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THE Manuel Neuer starter pack™️:
For hitting the slopes
For the accidents that happen while hitting the slopes
The perfect partner for any striptease: a compression shirt. How else are you supposed to show off those broad shoulders, built biceps, and bodacious tatas?
How do you think his biceps got so big? We have those trophy twists to thank for that!
Because how else would we know that he’s the overworked, underpaid single mom of the squad?
Last but not least, Thomas’s only REAL competition for Manu’s heart
Special thanks to @onetouchparadise for that last one…you caught me slippin’ bestie 😵
#gaia <3#thanks for this ask :) twas a lot of fun!!#thomas müller#thomas muller#manuel neuer#fc bayern münchen#fc bayern#fc bayern munich
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Shandi’s Whumptober!
The theme is SO PERFECT so I’m basing this one on my StarChild Assassin AU! Enjoy!! (not linking the master post because I haven’t updated that one yet. Sorry! You’ll have to search for the StarChild Assassin in my tags~)
~Shandi
Day 22: Pick Your Poison
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“You know what to do, my Lovely Poison. Get the job done.”
Gene was always so confident when sending Paul off to do a job. Paul only wished he could be half as confident. The party he was dropped off at was extremely fancy. He hoped he looked at least half way decent. From the stares he was getting, it pretty much told him his answer. He strutted through the crowd, hoping he would catch the attention of his intended target. Instead he’d unwittingly caught someone else’s eye.
“Fancy meeting you here, Sweetheart~”
That accent. Paul knew it anywhere! “Billy..?”
“I’m flattered you remember me~ If you’re here I’m assumin’ you’re after this party’s esteemed host?”
“How did you you..?”
“Cause that’s who I’m after~”
“Hah. Sounds like the guy’s been getting on a lot of people’s bad sides.”
“Nature of his business, I guess. How ‘bout you an’ I work together? For old time’s sake?”
Far be it from Paul to refuse. Billy’s confidence was practically infectious. “I think I’d like that~”
Baby can’t you see? I’m calling
A guy like you should wear a warning
It’s dangerous, I’m falling
As unusual as it was working with Billy again after such a long time, they fell right back into it like old partners. They quickly found their target, now it was just the matter of taking him out.
“What’ve y’got?”
“Just my lipstick.”
“You’ll hafta get miiighty close to use that, and trust me you don’t wanna.”
“So what do we do?”
Billy just grabbed Paul’s chin and kissed him. “Leave it t’me, Sweetheart. I’ll take ‘im out this time. Think of it as me returnin’ Simmons’ favor.”
“Billy..”
Billy showed him the arsenal of daggers inside his jacket. “Don’t sweat it.”
There’s no escape, I can’t wait
I need a hit, baby give me it
You’re dangerous, I’m loving it
As Paul watched, Billy slipped silently into the target’s room. He took a glass, did..something, put it back down on the table, then dissolved back into the shadows. The target picked up the glass when he came back into the room, poured liquor into it and downed the entire thing. A few moments later he started coughing and gasping. He fell back into his chair struggling to breathe. Paul recognized those symptoms right away. The same things happened when he poisoned someone! He watched Billy reappear with his usual confident smirk. The target recognized him, but was too short of breath to find the voice to call for his bodyguards. “Well what do ya know? I guess it really does work. Thanks for the idea, Sweetheart~”
Even while Billy sliced the target’s throat with one of his daggers Paul couldn’t help but feel..in a strange way..touched.
Too high, can’t come down
Losing my head, spinnin’ round and round
Do you feel me now?
“Did you..do that for me..?”
Billy chuckled and lit a cigarette. “What can I say, Sweetheart? Y’left an impression on me. Never tried poisonin’ anyone but damn, it’s fun ta watch ‘em suffer~”
“How did you--?”
“Put it around the rim of the glass. Thought that only worked in the movies but it did the trick.”
“And you used the exact poison I used.”
“Wasn’t hard to figure out. The Black Market is a wonderful place~”
Paul blushed. “W-what else can I say? I’m flattered~”
“I don’t think you realize how easy it is to fall for you, Sweetheart..”
Paul kissed Billy first that time. Deeply. Passionately.
With a taste of your lips, I’m on a ride
You’re toxic, I’m slippin’ under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I’m addicted to you, don’t you know that you’re toxic?
“Offer’s still open to work with me, ya know~”
With the police swarming the building they still managed to slip out without any trouble.
“I won’t lie..you make it very tempting~”
“But y’got a collar on ya and Simmons is holdin’ the leash.”
Paul shrugged. “I do work for him at the end of the day. You’re sweet, Billy and I like you, but Gene made me into what you see. I can’t just leave him.”
“Guess this is g’bye then.”
“Never goodbye, Billy. Just..until next time~”
“Then until next time, Sweetheart~ I’ll be sure to bring flowers~”
“Roses..and make sure they’re red~”
~END~
#Whumptober 2022#the StarChild Assassin#why yes I'm bringing Billy back why do you ask??#read The Demon's Sinful Touch for context~
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It's all love when I see you and your bitch smilin'
Put the gas on it, but I kept the mileage
Seen a bullet comin', but I didn't dodge it quick enough
I wish I never did it
From the bathroom to the kitchen
Wish I would've kept it pimpin'
Should've never took that mission
Never got into your Lambo
Let you shoot it up like Rambo
Now you made me an example
Caught me slippin' I'm so over this, I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
And I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I usually got the game in a headlock
Known to keep the peace, don't let it stop
Then drive 'em up the wall, no rest up
Couldn't keep it on low like bedrock
I was lackin', I ain't proud of it
I know I could've held it down for you
But you really came to show out (Show out)
Before I knew it, I was turned down, burnt out, got one with me..
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Nicki Minaj - Just The Memories Lyrics
Nicki Minaj - Just The Memories Lyrics
Intro
(Bone Collector the plug)
(ThisIsHabib)
So sweet
Mm
Verse 1
I ain't goin' non' yet, I got a show tonight
But I ain't been feelin' right, all I see is blurry lines
Baby, would you tell 'em for me? I can hear them yellin' for me
Tell them I'm in Hell, ain't funny (Yeah, I'm in Hell, ain't funny)
Baby, now you gotta do it, keep drinkin' a lot of fluid
I'll be here to guide you through it (I'll be here to guide you through it)
And maybe I ain't got it in me, maybe it's just time to end it
I'm sorry, may God forgive me? (Did God forgive me? Tick-Tock)
Pre-Chorus
So, so, so sad
So, so (Ooh), so sad
A bunch of memories (Memories)
A bunch of memories, baby (Baby)
A bunch of memories (Memories)
It's just the memories
Chorus
Memories don't leave like people do
They'll always 'member you
There's never been another you
You
Verse 2
I 'member when I was the girl that everybody doubted
When every label turned me down, and then they laughed about it
I 'member goin' home and writin' fifty more raps
Just 'cause I knew you really wanted me to fall back
I 'member one of my first crushes in the fifth grade
He got killed, stabbed in the neck with a switchblade (Ooh)
I 'member when this girl in the hood thought she caught me slippin'
I got arrested, I assaulted with a deadly weapon
They say they hate Nicki, mad 'cause they ain't Nicki
All of the colors in the world, you couldn't paint Nicki (Ooh)
I never tried for that, these bitches die for that
I swear it, that's on my life, I'd never lie for that
Chorus
Memories don't leave like people do
They'll always 'member you
They do
They do, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Memories don't leave like people do
They'll always 'member you
There's never been another you
You (Memories)
Verse 3
I told Drake that he don't owe me nothin', never did
I prayed that Wayne always remembered that I never slid
Look at all the shit that y'all threw at me, and I never dipped
Greatest female rapper to ever live, and that's on my kid (Memories)
I could've overdosed, could've been comatosed
Wait, hold on, Juice, I feel the baby kickin', holy smokes
I prayed for a son, my husband wanted one
If they ask about me, tell 'em I was one of one
Chorus
Memories don't leave like people do (They don't leave like people do)
They'll always 'member you (They'll always remember you)
There's never been another you (There's never been another you)
Tell 'em I was one of one (You)
Outro
(So fast, so fast)
Memories don't leave like people do
(So fast, so fast)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
(So fast, so fast)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(So fast, so fast)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
Hey, yeah, yeah
So
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Memories
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Prank
Mine for the @drarrymicrofic prompt "prank."
"With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride. You're toxic I'm slippin' under, with a taste of a poison paradise, I'm addicted to you, don't ya know that you're toxic?" Draco undulated his body on stage, winking at the cheering crowd like he was performing at Madison Square Garden and not Friday night karaoke at the Leaky. He turned around, swaying his hips and glancing over his shoulder. "And I love what ya do, don't ya know—"
Suddenly, he saw a blur out of the corner of his eye reach out and snatch the microphone from his hand. Draco whirled around to see Zacharias Smith, grinning lazily and swaying, reeking of firewhiskey even a foot away.
"What the fuck, Smith?" Draco growled as the music was paused. Smith ignored him in favor of addressing the crowd, which had started murmuring at the interrupting.
"I'll letcha finish, Malfoy, but Hannah Abbott had one of the best karaoke performances of all time!" He slurred into the microphone, likely getting his spittle all over it; Draco cringed. Everyone groaned as feedback squeaked through the speakers.
In the crowd, Abbott looked torn between shock and anger, staring daggers at Smith. "I told you no, Zach! This isn't a way to ask me out, you git!"
Smith pouted. "C'mon baby, I defended your honor!"
The audience started to 'boo,' even as Smith opened his mouth to talk again.
"Get off the stage, Smith!" Draco reached for the microphone, but Smith pulled away.
"No! I wanna talk! I'm—"
He didn't finish before another person stormed onto the stage, throwing a punch that had Smith groaning on the ground in a matter of seconds, the microphone clattering to the floor and making another startling noise. Draco looked up to see Potter, panting hard and staring at Smith, whose drunken mind caught up with the shock and pain.
"What the fuck?" Tom, the owner, asked as he approached the stage.
Potter shrugged. "Sorry, Tom, he was harassing Draco and Hannah and—well, everyone really."
Tom sighed. "Fine. Can someone take him to Mungos?"
One of the assistant barmen wordlessly walked onto the stage, helping Smith to his feet and guiding him out the door as the crowd cheered.
Draco turned to Potter with a raised eyebrow. "You didn't have to do that, Potter, I had it under control."
Potter shrugged. "I know. Him interrupting you just gave me the excuse to do what I've wanted to do for a long now."
"I've wanted to hit him for a while, too," Draco chuckled.
"That too, but I also wanted to talk to you."
Draco blinked. "You didn't need to punch a man to talk to me. Or do you only approach people after saving them?"
"It's a good icebreaker," Potter smirked, bending down to pick up the microphone, turn it off, and cast a quick Scourgify before handing it to Draco. "Here you go. You should finish performing. You're really good."
Draco's heart fluttered, but he only let it show with a small smile. "You were watching?"
"I couldn't keep my eyes off of you, though if I'm being honest, my friends would say that's a pretty regular occurrence," Potter said, rubbing the back of his neck.
Draco flushed and cleared his throat. "Do you—d'you still want to talk after?"
"Yeah—yes, please. I'll, er, go back to my seat. I think the crowd is getting a little antsy," he said, eyeing the audience that had started to look at them suspiciously. "I'll see you when you're done," Potter said with a bright grin and a wink before turning and walking off the stage.
Draco fought down a blush and nodded at the waitress who'd stopped the music. The pounding bass filled the speakers again, and Draco fell back into the song, feeling bright green eyes on him the entire time like a spotlight.
#happy april fools!#I was *this close* to doing a kanye songfic but I just couldn't do it#this was my compromise with myself#I have a lot of Feelings about Draco and Britney Spears okay#draco malfoy#harry potter#drarry#draco and harry#harry and draco#draco x harry#harry x draco#draco/harry#harry/draco#draco malfoy and harry potter#harry potter and draco malfoy#draco malfoy x harry potter#harry potter x draco malfoy#hpdm#drarry squad#drarry fic#drarry fanfic#drarry fanfiction#drarry ficlet#drarry drabble#drarry fandom#hp fic#hp fanfic#hp fanfiction#hp fandom#harry potter fandom
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anything protective/angry gray <3
You were Grayson’s best friend, though deep down you wished that it was more than that.
The two of you meet nearly five years ago and the two of you were inseparable since. Grayson had become the person that you connected with, told your deepest secrets to, and sought comfort from whenever life seemed to hit you a little too hard.
And you were that and so much more for him. Grayson always thought of his life as chaos till you. Till you walked into his life and seemed to make it all calm down and finally make sense. But when the two of you became friends he was with someone. So though you fell in love with Grayson Dolan, sadly the same wasn’t happening on the other end.
But things changed with he broke up with his girlfriend.
Everyone was at the Dolan household for a vegan BBQ, Grayson wanting to flex his skills a little and try some new recipes. You were sipping on a glass of wine laughing and chatting with Kristina. She was also someone else that you’d become extremely close with.
Everyone and everything was vibing well till Vince showed up. He was a new friend to the group, more friend with Mando and Ethan. Grayson didn’t really like him. He couldn’t place why the guy rubbed him the wrong way, but he did.
Vince walked into the background and nearly suffocated the area with his over the top personality and loud voice. You didn’t think anyone could get louder than Grayson Dolan, but you were wrong.
You stood from the bench you were on with Kristina, offering to get her another glass since you were getting on as well.
“No babes, I’m gonna switch to water. But thank you.” She spoke with a smile.
You adjusted the shorts you were wearing before nodding your head and heading through the sliding door. Though the twins didn’t drink, Grayson started of having a habit of having your favorite wine in the fridge.
You popped the cork off your rosé wine and poured it into your glass. Just as you placed the wine into the fridge, Vince walked through the sliding door, his voice shouting your name nearly. You turned around and gave him half a smile. Like Grayson, you too didn’t like Vince.
“How you doing baby?” He smirked down towards you, leaning against the counter and more towards you. Instantly you were uncomfortable.
“I’m fine,” you took a step around him, but he grabbed your arm and stopped you.
“Come on, talk to me for a minute.” His grip on your arm slowly tightened, like a silent signal that you weren’t leaving him.
His eyes darkened slightly and your stomach did a flip, the type that made you nauseous.
“I have to get back to Kristina” you spoke, word shaky.
“She can wait. Don’t need you slippin’ away from now.”
The glint in his eyes made you sick again.
Grayson looked around the party for you, wanting you to taste the food and give your opinion. He knew that you’d be honest with him if it tasted good. But as his eyes scanned the backyard and saw everyone else - and not you or Vince - he suddenly felt scared. Like his body knew that something was wrong.
He stepped away from the grill, muttering to Mando to watch it, as he looked for you. Ethan was with Kristina on the bench the two of you were sitting on. But just as he passed the sliding doors, something caught his eyes.
Vince had his hand wrapped around your arm, your body twisted awkwardly like you were trying to get away but he was pulling you closer. Your back was turned to him, but Grayson didn’t like how Vince was holding you. He felt the flare of anger shoot through his body.
Grayson nearly threw the sliding door open as he stepped into the house. His voice tore through the tense moment between you and Vince. Vince dropped your arm quickly and stumbled back, knowing he’d been caught. You moved away from him quickly as Grayson continued walking towards him.
Grayson could see the tears that were in your eyes. You were scared, he could tell.
“Yo! What the fuck did you do to her?” Grayson shouted, moving his body to stand in front of hers.
“We we’re just talking man, calm down.”
The loud voices coming into the backyard caught everyone’s attention, people moving to see what all the commotion was.
“Talking?! She’s near fucking tears?”
Graysons eyes were wild with anger, and chest puffed out as he stood in front of you. Ethan knew that look, he was in protection mode. Kristina moved towards you, seeing a friend in need, and moved you away from the two screaming men.
Vince loomed over you and being alone with him in the kitchen had made you uncomfortable, along with the painful grasp he had on your arm. Normally you’d be able to defend yourself, but it was like your body shut down. You froze.
“Calm down, Dolan. We were just talking.” Vince repeated “Not like she’s your girlfriend, what the hell are you mad for?”
“Doesn’t matter. This is my house, she is my friend and for me to come in here and see her scared is enough for me to be concerned. Think it would be best if you left. Now.”
“Whatever.”
You took a few deep breaths outside and calmed down. It was long till Grayson stepped out and rushed towards you, kneeling down in front of you. The anger that was there only seconds ago was gone and all he wanted was to make sure you were ok.
“Hey, hey,” He caressed your face so you were looking towards him, “You ok? He hurt you?”
You quickly shook your head, “He wouldn’t let me leave, I don’t know what that was. Just froze up, I-I’m sorry… I didn’t mean…”
“Stop that. You have nothing to apologize for.” Grayson sighed, pulling you into his arms and holding you. Your body relaxed into his and you let out a heavy sigh, feeling safe now.
“I’ve got you baby,” Grayson whispered.
#grayson dolan imagine#dolan twins imagine#grayson dolan fanfiction#dolan twins fanfiction#grayson dolan concept#grayson dolan fanfic#grayson dolan x reader#grayson dolan blurb
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I have racked my brain and i present you with another Musical!MC unintentionaly making chaos. (My target this time is the Heartslabyul, along with Chenya)
Musical!MC do this because there is a bet and Musical!MC need that money!!! (I personally think the bet involve MC sing a spicy song at the Heartslabyul dorm or at the Unbirthday Party or making Riddle red mad or singing that spicy song in front of Riddle, you can take your pick)
Do you know 'Queen of Hearts' by Luz? If you don't know, please check it out on youtube first.
Warning : the lyrics are spicy, in other words explicit. (I myself forgot about how non-children-friendly it is. Surprisingly there is a parental warning for the translated one)
So MC is singing this when Chenya happen to be sneaking into NRC to steal a cake, in front of our Heartslabyul bois and maybe the dorm's students too. (I want to rake in as many victim as possible)
Imagine this chaos where Musical!MC singing the spicy song along with their sexy expression and body gesture👄😈. (I won't write the lyrics, but i'll give some desc of what MC will do. I write it in a messy order okay. They always give 110% effort for every performance, can't accept less than perfect. The show must go on!!!!)
In the middle of singing, Musical!MC saw there is Chenya with his grin and all, so Musical!MC just approach him and trace his grin with their index fingers (like swipe their finger on his lip). Using that same finger, they place it on their own lips while giving seductive smile/smirk. (Ohohoho... Chenya, your body reappeared there. You need to be invisible if you want the cake.)
For Trey, Musical!MC just walk confidently with a lil sway at the hips towards him and moving their face really near at his face as if Musical!MC would kiss him, without losing their seductive smirk for the performance, but at the last second, Musical!MC pull his hat down between their and Trey's face, blocking that kiss. After that daring move, Musical!MC just turn their body around, leaving a red wide-eyed Trey behind, like the vixen role they are playing. But they do turn their head toward Trey, and giving him their seductive alluring smile with a finger touching their plump lips. (TREY! SNAP OUT OF IT! The cake will fall!!!!)
For Cater, Musical!MC just sit beside him and caress upwards of his arm with the tip of their fingers, (so like a ghost of touch, which probably can send down some shiver down the person back) when reaching his shoulder they caress/glide down and momentarily pause at the chest. Musical!MC who just see Cater with a side glance, fully turn their head to stare right into his eyes with their half-lidded eyes, still not forgeting their seductive smile. And their fingertips resume to glide down till their fingertip reach his thigh, which then they tap at the rhytmn of their singing. Musical!MC retract their arm back to themself before giving that Vil pose but, the smile is more alluring than his, it also give a different vibe. (Wow~ Cater, the fact that you are unfocused in recording is surprising😏)
For Ace, they just dance around him, then suddenly Musical!MC lean on him like inviting him to embrace them from behind. Before he can do that, they turn to look at him painting helplessness on their face like begging for help. Ace who is still flustered get another surprised, Musical!MC quickly go behind him, make him sit on of the chairs, encircle their arms around his shoulders and embrace him, their helpless face, which is beside Ace's face, turned into a mischiveous grin. (Oh dear, oh my, no smartass backtalk, Ace? Fufufufu...)
For Deuce, Musical!MC circles Deuce like a predator locking it prey and the gaze they give Deuce is also like one but more... passionate. Picking a rose that is for decoration, they step in front of him and the only thing that prevent both of them for kissing is that red rose, Musical!MC really doesn't let him to break their eye contact, not that he can, he is too bewitched by them. And then, they take Deuce hand and guide them to touch their exposed shoulder as if to seduce. They proceed to give a space between them, and let go of his hand, Musical!MC touch his face to make him see only them as if saying just give your heart to me. (Okay, i know that i said there will be no lyrics. But i need to make a point. Also, DEUCE!! DON'T GRIP THE TEAPOT TOO HARD OR IT WILL BREAK!!!)
For Riddle, Musical!MC bow before him, take his hand and kiss his hand, put one of their hand on their chest, like they would swear their loyalty and love to him. Even their expression is on point. If Musical!MC is a vixen who promised fake love to the others, it's the opposite for Riddle, they act like a loyal knight who only give their hearts to Riddle. But they still give that seductive smile to him and present him a tart as if they present their heart to him.
On the ending of performance, they present themself as if they are the Queen of Hearts from their song and act as if they are the leader of a banquet of madness. For the finishing number, Musical!MC give their seductive grin like a villain(ess) who won the war of love.
And also, in that middle of the performance, Musical!MC give a lot of seductive dance moves. The one that i want to highlight is where Musical!MC take off their jacket so that their shoulder is EXPOSED!!! They definitely do THAT shoulder moves from the dance cover.
I rest my case, Your Majesty. MUAHAHAHAHA... (not proofread, so it will be kind of messy)
Everything is a lil’ nsfw so beware to those brave enough to read lmao.
ESRGEONWINGNVEWIUH THIS IS PERFECT-
ESPECIALLY THE PART FOR RIDDLE AND CATER OMG-
Anon, I love you, thank you for bringing us this delicious food.
Imagine the next day after this whole fiasco the next time they bump into any of the heartslaybyul bois or even chenya they just smirk and do the ‘shh’ gesture while winking, and the boi just becomes flustered lmao. And to make it worse, MC would tease them with inside jokes throughout the day. Like if Ace gets splashed with water MC just leans close to whisper “You’re already this soaked, aren’t you?” and Ace almost tripped from both the water and MC’s words. Or when Trey starts to bake MC would remark “Oh my, a feast despite of even the lack of a birthday” And Trey almost dropped the cake batter if he didn’t recover sooner. Or like, let’s say that MC was roaming around the forest with Deuce or Chenya, and they managed to grab a hold of some honey. They shout out his name and go “If you want this nectar, then lick the dirt off my lap and show your sincerity.” and would cackle at their flustered face.
Even better, what they were caught slippin?
Like, after a dorm meeting Riddle was mumbling some lyrics and Leona overheard, causing to choke and sputter, while also looking at the other non-human dorm leaders to see if what he said was legit. Or Ace accidentally singing the chorus and Jade overherd, causing him to laugh and remark at how lewd the lyrics are. Both end up flustered and embarrased lol.
In short: Musical!MC being sneaky little menace they are and making everyone in the situation very flustered.
#honeydew#twisted bloom#twisted wonderland#twst mc#twst yuu#hidden passion#this was quite the ride for me lmao#and yes i did use the english translation for this#not an english cover tho#just the subtitles from the music video#also queen of hearts is part of a series called royal scandal#it has good songs i suggest you check it out if you have time
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20 Questions for Fic Writers
Tagged by: @eddiemunsons80sbaby 💖💖
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
My main posting site is tumblr, on which I have 387 titles in my masterlists, (443 individual writing posts if seperating multi-chaptered stories).
Then i've reposted 40 of these titles on AO3 and 10 on Wattpad.*
*Counted since 2018
2. What's your total AO3 word count?
40 fics - 518,511 words total
3. What fandoms do you write for?
I've written for MCU (actors) and co, the Irregulars, Stranger Things and One Piece (live action).
4. What are your top 5 fics?
I'm going by individual posts, not accumulated interactions through series.
Following the Herd
"Wearing His T-Shirt" blurb
"Overcoming the Nerves" blurb
Heaven and Hell
The Special
5. Do you respond to comments?
I always try my best to reply as soon as possible wether its an ask, reblog or comment. (Excluding wattpad, as i see that more like people annotating their reading and generally don't want to bother them. But i do always read them and appreciate them, and if something stands out or if someone comments a lot i will respond)
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Ooh i once killed reader off dramatically lol ("Car Crash" blurb) but I think the general reader's concensus would be Caught Me Slippin' , which I didn't even intend to make that angsty, but people cried (allegedly). And honestly, while i apologise for the emotional damage, i do take it as the highest compliment to be able to evoke such feelings.
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Most of my stories are quite happy and i'm not sure how to rate "happiness".
8. Do you get hate on fics?
I am actually surprised how scarce the hate is, and usually in the form of anons, because I always expect people to hate me. But thats on insecurities. Honestly, writing on here has always been amazing.
9. Do you write smut?
Yes. I hate it tho 😫 like, love smut in theory and concept but it's a bitch to write.
10. Do you write crossovers?
I love a lengthy and extended au, often inspired by other works (Not Wholly Evil is basically Stranger Things x Pirates of the Caribbean) but i think the only clear "crossover" i (remember to) have written would be Murder on the Dancefloor ??? which would be a tom holland x Strictly Come Dancing crossover lmao. I do often think about tv show crossovers in concept tho, but doubt i'll write any.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Yup. Shit sucks.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Yes, but it was done without my permission and uncredited (which is still stealing!!) so that sucks.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
I've dabbled in co-writing, haha, several times avtually, but for one reason or another, none of the projects were ever published. Would love to one day actually fully co-write something with someone on here.
14. What's your all time favorite ship?
Ngl, i'm not sure I have one. Probably why all of my stories are 'x reader'.
15. What's a WIP that you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
At this point I think this about every single one of my WIPs and that's writer's block for ya.
16. What are your writing strengths?
Hmm...i'd like to think the expression of emotion, showing how characters feel. And maybe world building- or thats at least my favorite thing in AUs. Maybe also details (either motives, references or foreshadowing)
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
I'm horrible at pacing. Always feel like i go too slow with the plot and then suddenly too fast and its all a mess, especially when it comes to series. Also just general knowledge on things; i feel like i don't know enough things to write about when it comez to daily and regular life, or even how to normally interact with people so that makes things hard when trying to be realistic. I also feel like i don't know enough words??? So things get really repetitive.
Oh, and this is also an aspect of writing- i'm horrible at getting feedback in the form of proofreading. It makes me physically sick having someone go through my work like that, and I barely do it myself. Which may result in some horrible typos/mistakes. And i do apologise profusely for that. Believe me, if you caught a mistake in my fic, i still think about it to this day.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in different languages?
Its always better if the writer is familiar with the language. Things you're comfortable with writing translate over better to the reader. It's like in movies/tv, its always better when you have an actor speaking a language they actually know. And if you don't know it, 1) ask yourself why are you writing it then and then 2) better research the hell out of it.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
My first fic, that has since been deleted for a long time, was on wattpad and it was for a youtuber lmao. (peak 2013/15 era, thats all i'm gonna say)
20. Favorite fic(s) you've written?
From my most recent, in no particular order:
Following the Herd (eddie munson)
The Special (Sanji)
Not Wholly Evil (Eddie Munson)
Biggest Fan (Buggy)
Headlights (Eddie Munson)
This was so much fun to do at 4/5 am haha. Thank you for the tag again. Here are some peeps i'll be tagging (no pressure) 💜
@mydearzero @spiderrrling @eddies-house @elvendria @josephfakingquinn
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𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝒂𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒕 ♡
Bruno Bucciarati x reader(gn)
Warnings: general nsfw themes, nothing dark so dw.
A/n: and anotha one, but this time it’s my baby boy bruno 🥰🥰 (ps. I have a one-shot of him coming up soon but for now enjoy this).
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♡彡 A = Aftercare : What are they like after sex?
• Ok but hear me out, he’s the KING of aftercare and you cannot convince me otherwise.
He would run you a bath, and bathe you as well (unless you don’t want him to, in that case he’ll give you your space). Then he’d gently cuddle with you in his probably way too big bed and caress you until you fall sleep. Or would bring you some water and snacks so you don’t go to bed with an empty stomach 🥺
♡彡 B = Body : What’s their favorite body part of theirs? And yours?
• He likes his legs probably. I headcannon that he has ~gorgeous legs, so he probably likes them a lot.
On you, he doesn’t really have a favorite body part. I feel like he’d be the type of guy to love you as a whole, and doesn’t really notice details like that. But if you really want an answer, then I guess it’ll be your hands or something like that.
♡彡 C = Cum : Anything to do with cum basically.
• Idk why, but I feel like he cums a lot. Like, he shoots massive loads each time he cums. Which would probably be the main reason of why he’s not a big fan of cumming more than twice. And it would also be reason why he insists on cumming on you a lot of times.
Now don’t get me wrong, he loves the feeling of cumming in you and filling you up to the brim. But there’s just something in seeing you covered in his massive loads that just makes him go all fuzzy and 🥰🥰
♡彡 D = Dirty Secret : Share a dirty secret of theirs.
• He really wants to have a threesome with you and Abbachio.
He thought of it once randomly and now the scenario just keeps floating in his mind ever since. And he has a hard time trying not to stare everytime you and Abbachio interact.
Just the thought of you messy with his lipstick while both of them fuck you relentlessly makes him feel lightheaded.
♡彡 E = Experience : How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?
• He probably had a little bit of prior experience, however it doesn’t really matter, because he knows what he likes and how to get it (while giving you what you want as well of course). So he definitely knows what he’s doing, don’t worry about it.
♡彡 F = Favorite Position : Self explanatory
• Not to be basic, but probably missionary or mating press.
I feel like he’s more of a soft service dom (who would sub or turn into a hard dom if asked), and a little bit of a classic romantic, so he probably likes to go at it soft and slow, for which missionary and mating press are prefect for.
♡彡 G = Goofy : How serious are they during the moment? Do they like to joke around?
• He’s probably really serious and focused on the moment, however if you laugh or joke at something and he finds it funny too, he would laugh, tho he’ll try to brush it off and go back at it again smh.
♡彡 H = Hair : How well groomed are they? Does the carpet matches the drapes?
• Oh he’s extremely well groomed down there, and everywhere else really.
Either completely shaved, or well trimmed, and would never EVER smell bad. He likes to take care of himself, so you would never catch this man slippin when it comes to that. (And yes ofc the carpet matches the drapes he has black hair lol).
♡彡 I = Intimacy : How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.
• Oh he loooves to be really intimate. Calling you sweet italian nicknames, praising you on how good you feel/how good you respond to him, kissing you constantly, grabbing your hands, etc.
And yes, he does tells you he loves you right after you both cum. It’s almost mandatory.
♡彡 J = Jack off : Masturbation headcannon.
• He doesn’t masturbate that often, but when he does, he likes to do it in the shower. Mainly so he can feel extra relaxed once he comes out of it.
♡彡 K = Kink : One or more of their kinks
• He’s fairly kinky, surprisingly, though he has a soft approach with them. Anyways, here’s a little list:
— Choking, finger sucking, praise (for both ways please 🥺), hair tugging (on him), spit (will spit on your mouth, no questions asked), anything to do with mirrors (main reason why he has a giant mirror somewhere in his room), LINGERIE (on both you and himself), edging maybe, cum play, pet play, and biting.
♡彡 L = Location : Favorite place to do it.
• Either his room, or his office. Probably his room the most, he likes the privacy and intimacy of it. However he can’t deny that the thrill of getting caught in his office is kinda hot.
♡彡 M = Motivation : What turns them on/keep them going?
• Knowing that you’re enjoying it too.
I feel like he’s a very giving person, so there’s nothing better for him than to know that you’re feeling as good as him, specially knowing that it’s him who’s making you feel like this.
Praise him and tell him that he’s doing amazing please 🥺🥺
♡彡 N = No : Something that they wouldn’t do/turn off’s
• Probably anything extremely rough, like impact play or heavy heavy degradation.
He already sees enough violence on the daily, there’s no need to bring it into the bedroom too.
♡彡 O = Oral : Preference on giving/receiving, skill, etc.
• Again, he’s a soft/service dom. Which means that he can and will eat you out as much as he likes only to make you feel good/show his appreciation.
However he does enjoy the blowjobs from under his desk while he works a little bit too much.
♡彡 P = Pace : Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc
• He likes to go at it slow and steady most of the time. Peppering you with kisses and whispering sweet stuff on your ear while he does it.
But he would speed it up or go a little bit more rough if you want him to. All you gotta do is ask~
♡彡 Q = Quickie : Their opinion on quickies, how often, etc.
• Not a big fan tbh.
He likes to take his time with you, so unless it’s a quick blowjob under his desk or something similar then don’t even bother to bring it up (mainly because he would tease you gently and make you wait until you both have enough time to actually do something about it).
♡彡 R = Risk : Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc.
• He’s willing to take a few risks, if he thinks the cause for them is good enough. And he’s pretty open to experiment new stuff, as long as it’s not something extremely violent or rough.
♡彡 S = Stamina : How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?
• To be honest, he can go for as many rounds as you want him to. Like I said earlier, he likes to take his time with you, so naturally, he does have the stamina to be able to do that lol.
♡彡 T = Toys : Do they own toys? Do they use them? On themselves or his partner?
• He owns a few toys, but mainly to use them on you. Like a couple of different vibrators, or buttplugs, etc. Though if you want to use them on him then he wouldn’t necessarily complain lol.
♡彡 U = Unfair : How much do they like to tease?
• Look, he might be soft and all. But this mf will tease the hell out of you when he’s bored.
I’m talking about secretly touching you under the table during a meeting, whispering dirty stuff on your ear as he passes by, taking you to a secret corner while you guys are doing something important just to have a little make out session and touch you just to leave you hanging. And stuff like that.
♡彡 V = Volume : How loud are they? What sounds do they make? Etc.
• He’s not that loud, but he does make a lot of pretty sounds.
Grunts and deep moans while he fucks you, also panting. Will moan while giving you head, or while kissing. And the only time when you’ll get to see him whiny and flustered is when you give him a blowjob, idk why.
♡彡 W = Wild card : A random headcannon for the character.
• At some point of your relationship he will get you a matching lingerie set like the one he wears under his suit. And yes, he’ll make you wear it constantly, specially if he can see bits of it through your outfit. He thinks it’s cute lol.
♡彡 X = X-Ray : Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes
• His dick is a little darker than the rest of his body, like, it’s tanned almost. And he’s cut, for sure. Probably average length, but it’s more on the thicker side, and it’s quite veiny tbh.
♡彡 Y = Yearning : How high it their sex drive?
• Meh, it’s pretty regular. He’s not that much of a horny bastard, but he still likes to do it once a week or something just because he can (and if you’re up for it of course).
♡彡 Z = Zzz : How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards.
• He does get a little more sleepy after it, but he doesn’t fall asleep that quickly. Which is why he mainly likes to make sure you’re doing alright afterwards and just treat you some more.
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life has been a bit crazy for me so I haven’t been around but I’m glad to see that the upside down kiss fic is circulating back around bc it lives rent free in my mind constantly and I am whORE KNEE 😩
nsfw! anon
(I hope you’ve seen well I miss u :((( )
NSFW!ANON I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU I MISS YOUUUUUU!!!!! Holy shit this is the nicest surprise!!!!!! 💖💖💖🌟💖🌟💖🌟💖🌟💖 Wish your life were at least a bit less crazy :(. Mine's been a bit crazy too. Weird and busy. Haven't been letting me much time for fandom and i miss it so, SO FUCKING much.
And <3<3<3, haha yep! i’ve got a soft spot for that fic too bc i had so much fun writing it, and it’s even funnier on my mind idk xD. i’m so happy people likes it. Those gifs are like a harringrove inspiration charm i swear! Maybe you’ve already seen it but @warheadache added this amazing ar to it and 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉.
also!! i know it doesn’t look like it but i’ve got a couple things for you on the works and i’m closer to finish them!! at my snail pace but yk,
a few excerpts bc i want to give them to you so baaaaaadddDDDDDD:
(I'm sure you'll recognize the working titles :P)
| n s f w ahead |
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| boots |
And it’s been more than three years. More than three years of holes on his body and holes on his veins and stitches and tubes and pills and pain under every scar and unsteady steps and pulling together a pile of dirty rubble. More than one of Steve, Steve, Steve. Of coming back in busts and flickers. Enough gasoline left to light a spark. Too empty still to start a fire.
Except―
He’s going through his old stuff, one day. Cold outside. Late January. Chill fogging the windows. Daylight pouring to the edges of the sky like red-hot steel on the other side.
Billy’s on the floor. The contents of the two plastic bags collecting dust at the bottom of his closet since he moved in here now scattered all around. Cassettes and crumpled papers and tampered books and stupid memorabilia and. His old tight jeans. His leather jackets. His light-blue denim one, with the blood-red goodbye kiss of somebody whose cheek he remembers touching, whose face he can’t remember anymore.
And Billy doesn’t hear him coming, but one moment he’s not, the next Steve’s crouching by his side, leaning against him, too lightly for it to be in need of balance.
“God, Hargrove” he huffs, picks Billy’s favorite shirt out of the pile “Am I remembering this one right?”
Billy bites in a smile. Swallows down some bitterness.
“You are”
Steve nods, mouth twisting into a grin, a brow rising. Glances down at what Billy’s holding (on to) between his hands.
“And oooh. Those boots”
Still dirty. More dark brownish than black. One of the few things he got back from the hospital. His pendant being the only one he ever put back on.
“Yeah”
“Thinking ‘bout using any of these again?” Steve gives the shirt a light shake, the dark-red fabric dragging on the wooden floor.
Last time Billy wore it, he burned hole in it. A stray ember fell from his joint, right under the left pocket. Tiny enough to pass mostly unseen but―
For a closer look, it was ruined.
Two days later, the Mind-Flyer dragged him into the basement of Brimborn Steel Works.
Billy digs his fingers into the dry leather before they can start shaking.
“I don’t―” Takes in a big gulp of air “―know. Don’t know if they’ll fit anymore” It feels like nothing.
Because, he doesn’t mean only his body. Means it all. Because he’s alivealivealive, like some kind of inevitability. Alive like a form of inertia.
Alive because that’s all he had left. Got’s left. The only thing he could. Can. Do.
But,
But
“Uhmm” Steve exhales. Looks right into his eyes and it feels like he’s looking deeper. And it’s not the first time, not the first time Billy wonders, how much he knows, and how he knows it. Wonders what he might be seeing, what his instinct might be saying for him to―lower down his voice, eat away almost every single one of the scarce millimeters keeping their mouths from touching “Maybe the boots, then” his hair tickling Billy as it falls over his forehead, the feeling of it so intimate it seems illicit “Only, the boots”.
And those words. Those words. Taste like gasoline on Billy’s mouth, make the flame almost catch. Hot. As they feel over the rabbiting pulse of his jugular. Ad there shouldn’t be any empty space left between them when Steve moves even closer, his lips brushing a path of raw tenderness over Billy’s cheek, trailing sideways, air turning flammable and unstable, unbreathable when he says, “You’d look―” Voice hoarse. Shaky. Breath warm down the curve of Billy’s neck. Fingertips burning as a branding mark over his solar plexus “Hot as fuck”
Trading a grenade for Billy’s fast-beating heart.
And then― he’s getting up. Going away. Closing the door behind him. Leaving Billy one pull away from the detonation.
And Billy.
It’s been more than year since he moved. More than a year of SteveSteveSteve. Of coming back in busts and flickers. Enough gasoline left to light a spark. Too empty still to start a fire.
But Billy wants it, this kind of inevitability. Not inertia. No survival. Not that something living doesn’t really feels like. He wants Steve to release that bomb he just dropped inside of his body. Left Billy unmade. Shape him back together with his own two hands.
So he gets up. Wired-up and breathless. Anticipation beading on the surface of his skin. Thinks about of all those times alive felt like something reachable. That almost-touch sensation. Static singing on his fingertips: loving arms closing around his ocean-cold skin. The rumbling of the sea caught up on the shell of his ribcage. Max's crazy laugh like a hammer to his bones. The Camaro cooking the soles of his feet, speed making his head spin through a wormhole and out into the infinite. His knuckles cracking against the skin of another, finding bone. The metallic tang of blood flooding down the back of his tongue.
Love and fire and rage and―
He takes all his clothes off. They don’t feel like they fit, either. Socks. Sweats. Hoodie. T-Shirt. Takes a deep breath when the pendant bumps against the naked skin of his chest.
Puts his boots on.
Does the only thing he’s ever known.
“Steve!” he shouts. Pulse spiking up fast. Trying to beat a way out of his body “Can you come back in here?”
Skyrocketing, when Steve shouts back.
“Going!”
And then is the door clicking open. Billy’s lungs freezing in the middle of a breath. Steve’s eyes looking almost black as they catch the shadows. Sun falling down the reality of the other side.
And in a darkness like that, it’s only them what remains. Them, and the way they are looking at each other.
And Billy feels alive. Like falling. Feet slippin’ on the razor’s edge.
"Billy" breathes out Steve. Shoulder perched on the frame. Fingers tightening around the handle "Fuck, Billy I―"
“Yeah?”
Alive. Like a form of gravity when―
Steve comes forward. To him. Careful. Careful. Footsteps creaking on the wooden floor. Lashes falling down as his eyes drift. Swallows. Comes closer and closer still.
And then.
Their chest are brushing and their hands are almost touching and it's not even an inch but Billy has to look up even with his stupid boots on and,
“You said―”
Steve breathes in. Cuts Billy’s breath off his lungs.
Between them, there’s no room for anything that’s not the way they’re not touching.
“I know what I said”
The air, sparks, sizzles, becomes the memory of a thunderstorm and. The tips of Steve’s fingers make his hairs stand on end. High voltage. Spark over the inside of his wrist. The faded blue of his veins. And Billy shivers. Feels like that second of stasis before the rupture. Static calm and then― the ocean breaks.
And then Steve says,
“I wanna see it. That fire in you” and his fingers tickle across the hidden tenderness on the inside Billy’s elbow. Nails grazing their way up to his shoulder, detouring to contour the crest of his clavicle, slide down the trough, spreading as they follow the shape of Billy’s neck, thumb fitting into the corner of his lips and “C’mon.” smiling, smiling. Eyes creasing at the sides, lashes catching the few last strings of light. Wicked and sweet and devastating “Show me who’s that Billy Hargrove everybody's been telling me so much about”
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| stick | tw: object insertion |
It’s thrilling, this secret, depraved game they play. Feels like it's forbidden. Leaves a sweet, honey-thick aftertaste.
And Billy is so. So curious. Can’t stop asking Steve to tell him “How it feels babe. I want to know how good it feels. God you look like it's hitting you just right” and Steve tells him. Steve fucks himself down into whatever thing Billy is holding for him, never touching himself until he’s almost there, wanting to ride that sole sensation right up until the very end. Shivering. Shaking. Breaking a sweat. The words coming ragged out of his open mouth. “Cold” or “Weird” or “Like. Too much–ah. Too much” and “Soft, God, Billy so soft” and–
“Why don’t you try it yourself?”
And Billy its so, so curious.
Billy does.
Rails himself for Steve to watch, slicked up with lube and dripping. With a rolling pin. A cucumber. Almost a whole box of wooden colored pencils, stuffed inside his ass one by one. With “ohgodgodgod” the handle of Steve’s fucking nailed bat. Lets Steve holds whatever thing he chooses for him “C’mon, babe. C’mon. Treat it good. Swallow it as deep as you can. Take it like you would take my cock”
And life in Hawkins gets boring after the first, second, fourth, seventh yearly round. Steve takes that office work. Billy gets a permanent spot in the garage. If he gets real lucky, somebody takes him an interesting car from time to time. But sometimes Steve looks at Billy with dark, liquid eyes. Says “Ok enough”. His voice harsh. Rasped. Losing balance at the edge of what he’s able to restrain himself. Sounding as if he’s jealous of those things jamming the insides if Billy’s ass. Takes out Billy’s been writhing around. Fucks him hard. Fuck him deep. Fucks him so good there are tears in Billy’s eyes by the time he comes. Fallen apart and sobbing.
&
Steve’s driving. One hand on the wheel. One hand on the shift. The cool air of the night coming in shorts through the rolled-down window. On the radio, Ted Nugent’s making his guitar whine, the strings arching into the touch of his fingertips, asking for more more more, ‘Here I come again now baby. Like a dog in heat’
Steve’s long fingers flex over the knob, winter-cold white under reddened knuckles. He shifts from third to fourth with a smooth press and lets go of the clutch, and the Camaro sighs, settles. Steve makes her calm. Steve tames her. Where Billy makes her growl and kick Steve drives her like a lover, whispers to her with all his body I’m gonna fuck you so slow. We got all night, baby. Steve treats her right. Runs those fingers up and down the metallic rod of the shift and Billy gets hard. One second from zero to sixty.
His cock pulses, pulses. Fills up whole. The sudden rush of heat traveling up, up. Presses against the walls of his throat. Billy wants to feel the head of Steve’s cock against his bell. Wants Steve to make him choke on him.
Steve brakes. Clutches. Reduces. The Camaro moans, needy. Steve soothes her, caresses it with a soft brush of his thumb along the speed patter Shh, baby sshhh. Just hold a little bit longer. I promise I will let you come.
Billy feels himself twitch, spit out precum. The inside of his pants feels damp, appetizing. He lets his hips slide, rock.
The knob is real leather. Silver pattern ingrained over black. Seams carefully sew out on the surface as a touch of style.
Billy replaced it a few months ago, the old one too damaged by use. Worn out.
This one curves slightly forward.
It would hit just right.
Steve's eyes are alight, framed in the light reflected from the rearview mirror, a dramatic take out of an old Noir.
Except the brown shines full color. Alive.
Billy puts his hand over Steve’s on the knob, spreads his fingers around his.
Grips him hard.
“Hey, babe. Have you ever thought about it?”
“Mmm? About what?”
“About riding my car”
Steve huffs. Chuckles.
“I am driving your car”
“Yeah” Billy caresses the side of Steve’s hand with his thumb, a lagged reflection of his gesture. Thinks about how pretty Steve’s lips would look around that leather, mouth open wide “Don’t mean it like that”
&
Billy has to take a deep, shaky breath, thinking it's a miracle they ever get as far as they plan, that Steve Harrington's mere existence doesn't make him come just by looking at him.
Not all their games get to the finish line. But this, God, Billy wants this one to.
"Ah-ah" he shakes his head, smirks, keeps the stakes high "But if you hop on I'll let you eat my mouth"
“Mmmm. I don’t know”
Steve twists his lips, considering, looks like he’s willing to take his sweet time deciding, staying just like this, idly rocking on his lap, keeping Billy hooked in this scarce feeling, this almost kissing between their cocks.
And Billy––Uff. Billy it’s too revved-up, can’t take it any fucking second more.
Grabs Steve’s asscheeks. Lifts him up.
“Billy what the—ohfuck” It doesn't go in. ‘Course it doesn’t. When Billy lets Steve’s weight drop just a slight bit. It bumps. Slips. Wet and obscene. Rips a breathless thing of a sound out of his throat. But then Steve’s arms wrap around his neck. Bracing himself so Billy can take a hold of it, line himself up. And then yeah yeah. He barely has to rub the head against Steve’s slippery hole and his cock slides in. Eaaasy. All the way. Into Steve’s warmth. Tight. Tight. Tight. And–
“Ohfuck. OhfuckOh”
The air coming in from the window is cool, bristling, but it feels like nothing when Steve lets out a chocked cry. Fucks himself. Fast. Rough. Face buried into the crook of Billy’s neck. Breath blooming hot, hot. Teeth on his pulse.
“Shhhh, baby, shhh” Billy takes his face between his hands, pushes him carefully backwards. Waits ‘till Steve’s eyes slowly find focus on his, still rocking, still― “Hey. You gotta stop. You hear me?” Steve takes a deep breath, exhales long and shaky. It takes all of him to slow down, Billy knows, but he does. Thighs twitching. Cock weeping. Smearing over Billy’s belly where his t-shit has hitched up.
Billy brushes his hair back from his forehead. Tangled and damp and gorgeous.
Kisses him light and sweet.
“We’re close, baby. We’re really, really close. But you gotta stop so I can open you up real good ok?”
Steve nods, eyes glossy, lips bitten and Billy feels overwhelmed, feels like burning under the hard sun. They’re both hanging by the thinnest of threads, Billy can feel it, can see it in the blown-out dark of Steve’s eyes. They’re riding pleasure at point break, time holding its breath for them. This is his favorite part of the game. A little too much, just a little too much. ‘Till one of them loses it. ‘Till one of them melts on the other’s hands. Hard and thick.
And God, Billy has never been one not to push his luck.
He takes two fingers up to Steve’s lips, runs the tips over the tender skin inside. Thinks about how they don’t look bitten enough, swollen enough. About how he’s gonna have to fix that.
“I’m gonna put these two inside. Will you get them ready for me?” Steve’s Smile twitches up, canines showing. It���s a two-men-con. But they play as much against the other as they play together. So Steve swallows both fingers. All the way in one go. Eyes falling shut. Eats them wet and messy. Deepthroats. Rumbles. Ass clenching, pulsing around Billy’s cock. And Billy is only a short breath of self-control away from spending himself inside him like a fucking rookie.
It’s boring, small-town life, really. Except–
“Good boy,” he says, making his fingers pop out of Steve’s mouth, satisfaction tastier than honey at the mean glare it grants him. But it softens, that glare, Steve’s eyelids flutter, open-mouthed and blissed, when Billy brushes the head of his cock with his knuckles, haft teasing, half relieving, keeping Steve in the tightrope with him.
“I’m getting a bit impatient in here, Hargrove” he says, only managing to make his voice sound half annoyed about it. Bit Billy is too, impatient. So drags his fingers down, pads tracing the taut shape of Steve’s cock, his balls, and down. Presses. Softly. Rubs the stretched-out flesh of his hole. Dips just the tips. Press. Press. And–
“AhfuckBilly–Ah.Mmmmh”
It’s tight. Steve’s ass clenches around him, squeezes him in. It’s a heady feeling, having him like this, senses overrunning. He’s intoxicated. High on the painful scratch of Steve’s nails when he grabs his jaw to kiss him open-mouthed and harsh. The helpless way he chokes off a sob when Billy makes his fingers curl, rubs him good and,
“I’m ready, Billy. I’m ready. BillyBillyplease. I can’t take it anymore. Please, baby. I’m ready” he’s gasping, breathless, barely taking in the heated up air they share.
“Hey. C’mon. C’mon. Just a little more, ok?. A little more and I’ll let you swallow it all in. That knob. All the way down your ass. No space left for anything else" he licks the words all along Steve’s neck, his ear. Rubs his lips over the damp roots of his hair. Cock pushing. Fingers working. When Steve sits on the stick. Billy wants him right over the edge “Gonna cum so hard you’re gonna be begging me to let you ride her again”
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yup! hope you like them! i really really REALLY want to finish them for you.
Fingers crossed I get to see you again soon my dear nsfw!anon 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
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It's amazing to see someone actually writing for inuyasha. I literally grew up with inuyasha . Can I get a 'married life' scenario for Koga please?
A/N: ofc! Inuyasha has such a special place in my heart. I grew up watching it too so I can’t just not write for inuyasha lol. And hoo boy did I get carried away on the modern headcanons.
Word Count: 908
Feudal era
So, wolf demons don’t entirely have the concept of marriage as it is now
Of course there’s political marriages, which contain grand ceremonies but they’re more of a display of wealth and relief at the union of 2 tribes
The concept of marriage for love is a lot closer to the concept of mates
As Koga’s mate you’re given any status that he has as well as the protection of a whole tribe of wolves
If you want a ceremony though, Koga would try his best to 1) understand the custom and 2) execute it for you
Married life with Koga is definitely interesting
He’s very worried about your safety in general so he’ll ask you to take one of the wolves with you while he finds you a sword worthy of you
He trusts your capabilities, after all, he married you
But he still worries about if he gets caught slippin, especially if you’re human
Speaking of, if you’re human, you’re only friends are really gonna be Kagome or Sango
They’re the only humans Koga knows and you likely met Koga through them
You live rent free in Koga’s head
Like all day he’s just thinking about you
“Ooo Y/N might like those”
“Save the legs of the boar for Y/N” “What do you mean ‘all of them?’ Of course!”
“The way that leaf fell reminds me of a time Y/N-”
Like sir we get it you’re in love
Mornings with him are interesting to say the least
You’re likely the first one to wake up depending on how hard the pack partied the night before
If you wake up before him, he springs up less than 20 minutes later like “my personal body pillow is gone.” and goes sniffing around for you
When you return, he’s immediately dragging you back to bed, grumbling about how, ‘it’s too early to be givin him a heart attack’
On the other hand, if he wakes up before you
He loves to just look at you and bask in all you warmth and tenderness
Looking at you, he gets overwhelmed with the urge to kiss you, so he places kisses to you forehead, hand, cheeks, etc.
When you wake up, he places a big ol slobber kiss on your mouth
“Koga! I just woke up, my breath stinks and you slobbered all over me!”
Of course, Koga being Koga and in love with you, couldn’t care less and goes in for another one
Modern era
Koga’s definitely the type of person to be like “Honey I’m home!”
He’s a huge dork basically
He still has a rivalry with Inuyasha, but it’s a lot more playful now
Who am I kidding the circumstances only get more ridiculous
“Hey Inuyasha, look how much I can cook on my new grill!”
“You’ve got another thing coming if you think your pear tree is better than my orange tree!”
One time he and Inuyasha got in an argument over who had the best lawn mower
To which you had to tell Koga that, no, you were not going to spend $3000 dollars on a lawn mower
That was a hard battle, he pulled out all the stops, made you food, massages, even puppy eyes
Anyways, Koga as a husband is very proud of you
He loves you so much and he’s vowed to spend each day showing you how much you mean to him
Definitely has John Mulaney ‘that’s my wife energy’
He also likes to take care of various things for you around the house
Anything you need done, it’s done
And if it’s something he can’t do, you bet one of his packmates is taking care of it for you
Speaking of packs, Koga’s consists of his friends/family but also an inordinate amount of animals
You both likely don’t live in the city as most cities have a limit on amount of animals you can have and Koga has a habit of picking up any strays he finds
While he usually picks up dogs (or you’ll foster them) he’s come home with a couple cats, rodents, birds, frogs, even a raccoon and fox
You kinda have to limit him because your house is gonna turn into animal city otherwise
But he loves animals regardless, something the two of you do together is volunteer at shelters and pet stores
Koga is also big on being together with those he’s closest with in general, so while you don’t always have someone staying at your guys’ house (although you always have room for guests), Koga likes to have regular group dinners/parties
Every one to two weeks will consist of Koga putting on his infamous apron and asking you to kiss him for good luck
You help him with setup/prep usually
You try to help him with cooking but he usually gets distracted trying to kiss you, your shoulders, and wrap his arms around your waist
The result of which often leads to burnt food
Koga also has kinda unusual hours because of his job and if you work a job outside the home, best believe he’s running a bath for you
Even if you work from home, Koga will take care of most of the domestic stuff for you
Overall, a very attentive husband who loves his big family and is so happy you’re part of it
Also, you two definitely had an outdoor wedding, idc idc
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Trouble Man
HAHN AU
AN:: Because I ain't like it so rewrite it is. Mitch and Lainey are together, Candace is alive in order for this to work..
Candace tossed and turned in her hotel bed trying to shake the voices of those whose deaths she caused. From Oscar, War and Quincy to Erica and Lil Q. She yelled out in her sleep until she felt someone grab her and her eyes shot open landing on Oliver.
"Stop fighting. Stop. And shut up." Oliver demanded in a hushed tone.
"What are you doing in here? Get out of here! Leave me alone!"
Rolling his eyes, Oliver placed a the handkerchief he held over her mouth only moving it when she stopped fighting. Placing it into the inside pocket of his suit jacket, he stood from the bed and motioned to the men he'd traveled with.
"Restrain her and put her in the trunk."
Landen scoffed stopping the other two service members. "We don't just do what you say, Oliver. You don't make demands."
Oliver stepped into his face. "Who did Charles put in charge of this when the first person fell short? Who knew that there was a job to get done and played around?"
There was silence between the men.
"I'll answer for you. He put me in charge when you played around." Oliver spoke through clenched teeth. "So do what I said. Restrain her and put her in the trunk. Now."
Oliver glared at Landen a little longer then left the room with his phone to his ear.
On the other side of town, Benny sat in Melissa's house changing her locks. The two of them had just come in from their ruined dinner.
"Benny, you don't need to change those right now. They're not coming here. Lemme clean that cut on your forehead."
Benny shook his head still working on the front door locks. "Nah, ima be aight this needs to be done. You don't know these people like I do, they're coming. And when they do you don't wanna be caught slippin. Aight?"
Melissa sighed, "Benny, it's fine. I'll just call Veronica and get this taken care of."
"Isn't she the reason you're in this mess? You not calling her. That kid that they sent its tryna prove a point and I'm not gon let him use you for target practice to prove it."
"Alright, Benny. But when you're done I'm cleaning that cut and you're getting out of here."
Benny shook his head again. "No, I'm not. I gotta make sure you safe. He looking for me too I'm sure now so when he shows up he can get the rest of the ass whoopin he ain't get in that damn restaurant."
"I see you're not budging so I'll give up but I think you should at least go check on your family."
"I got that taken care of, ima call them. Why don't you go fix us something to drink or something. Relax. I got you."
After receiving his punishment from his family, Mitch went to sit across from Vinny in his booth clutching his side. Vinny took a swig of his beer then chuckled.
"Learn ya lesson?"
"Yeah, Uncle Vinny. So we good now?" He asked wincing a bit.
"Yeah we are but you listen to me no more lying to your family and covering up for this kid."
"I was helping my friend. His family is my family too. I told you that."
"No," Vinny barked, "The Malones are your family, not them. We are. Understand?"
Sandy approached the table clutching the ice back to his head. "He's acting like that cause he's dating that guy's sister. He's been hiding it from us."
Mitch turned to glare at his cousin, "Shut your little bitch ass up before you get beat up again, Sandy! Not the time!"
"You ain't gonna do nothin. Guess what else, Uncle Vinny. He's got a baby with the broad. How you like that, Mitch?"
Mitch got up as quick as his injuries would allow and stood in front of Sandy glaring down at him. "What did I say to you? What did I tell you?"
"That dumbass friend of yours is gonna get what he deserves for what he did and if I'm lucky I'll get that broad and that baby too." Sandy taunted with a smirk.
Mitch threw a few punches knocking the smaller man down before being pulled away, backed into a wall. Vinny stood in the open space between them pointing a finger at each of them.
"Sandy, if you knew how to back up the shit you say, you wouldn't be in this mess in the first place. You just love getting your ass kicked, don't you?" Vinny asked sarcastically.
Sandy sucked his teeth. "Oh everybody has jokes now. Aren't you gonna do something? He hit me and he had a baby with the black kid's sister."
Mitch struggled against his cousin, "Oh shut up, you whiny ass cry baby! You're lucky they're holding me!"
"Shut it, Mitch! Sandy, you get outta here and do what you said you were gonna do and I want it done tonight. If it's not done then I'm gonna do it to you."
"You got it, Uncle Vinny. I'll even get extras for you." Sandy answered with a smirk.
"I swear to God, Sandy. If you do this, I'll take you out myself. And unlike you, I'm not afraid to do it."
Vinny waved Sandy out of the bar then got closer to Mitch letting his nephews know that they could move.
"So what ... you're gonna kill your own family over these people? It's that what I just heard?"
Mitch glared at his uncle, "They're my family too."
"You mean the black girl and the black baby? Right?" Vinny chuckled.
"I mean my best friend, my girl, my daughter, all of them."
"When were you gonna tell us the good news? Our boy's a daddy now. Hey," Vinny called out, "Get him a drink. He deserves a congratulations."
Mitch huffed. "I don't want a damn drink. I'm leaving."
"No, you're not. You're gonna sit here and wait for Sandy to call. And while we're waiting you're gonna tell me why you didn't tell us."
"I'm not staying here while he's trying to kill them. I told who needed to know. Mama Rose. That's it. She loves my girl and my baby, she's gonna be pissed when she finds out."
Vinny's nostrils flaired as he grew angrier. "Mama Rose isn't here! I am! I'm in charge!"
"All you are is a placeholder while the heat dies down. She wouldn't leave this to you, Vinny. You couldn't even defend yourself from a drug addict," Mitch laughed.
"You keep it up and you'll end up dead along with your precious family, you lil bastard."
While they were going back and forth, one of Mitch's cousins sent a text to Mama Rose about what was happening. Moments later his phone rung and he stepped away to answer.
Hanna pulled up in front of her house and hopped off after killing the engine. She chuckled to herself approaching her stoop.
"Well ... well ... well ... look at my babygirl. What are you doing here this late with my baby?"
Lainey smiled bouncing her four month old daughter in her arms. "Tell your Nana that we were at home alone and your daddy wasn't answering so we thought he was here with Benny."
Hanna grabbed her grandbaby and gave her daughter her housekeys. "No, he's not here but I'm glad you two came to see me. I missed yall. Let's go in and I'll call your bug head brother, I'm sure they're together."
The three of them went inside the two story home, the older two engaging in conversation with each other.
Oliver stood in front of Candace in the chair she was tied to squinting at her. He took a moment to clean his glasses and put them back on before smacking the side of Candace's face.
"Come on, get up. I don't have all day."
Candace came to with a frantic gasp as she tried to move around.
"You might as well stop moving, you're restrained and that won't change. Now are you going to be quiet while we talk to you or do I need to tape your mouth?"
"No, don't. I just wanna know why I'm here. What's happening?" She asked fearfully.
Oliver stepped to the side as the door opened and in walked Charles. His signature smile plastered on his face.
"We met again, Ms. Young. Bet you thought you got away, didn't you?"
"Charles ... what ... what are you doing? Is this because I didn't want to come back? I'm sorry. Just let me go."
With his hands in his pockets, Charles walked a circle around the chair she sat in laughing loudly. "That's not it. Guess again, Ms. Young."
Candace sat quietly. "It's because I told you that I'm pregnant? It's the truth, I am."
"Its not about that because I know you're not."
"What? I went to the doctor. Yes, I am. Please. I'm go away and I won't bother you. Just let me and my baby go."
Again Charles laughed. "You hear that, Oliver? Just let me and my baby go," he mimicked, "When we met, I told you two things that you shouldn't have ever forgotten. Do you remember?"
Oliver stood back with an amused look on his face.
"No, you told me a lot of things. I don't know, Charles."
Charles stopped in front of her and leaned down so she could see his face. "I told you that I'm not the one to play with and there's nothing that you can do, nothing you can say and nowhere that you can go that I won't know about. That doctor told you that because I wanted her to. Wanted to see how long you'd keep it to yourself before you used the card you thought you had."
"All of this so I would come back? Are you really that delusional and crazy?"
"No, that's not it. Whether you came back on your own or forcefully you were coming back. I always make good on my favors for my friends. And this favor just so happens to be for a best friend of mine."
Candace started to move around in the chair trying to get loose. "This is about that money I took from Jim? He got you being his bitch now?"
"That's cute," he laughed, "You think that shit that you pulled with Jim is gonna work on me and you're wrong ... its not. I wouldn't piss on Jim if he was on fire."
"Then who? Who asked you to do this?"
"Aah, if I tell you then I have to kill you." He smiled wickedly at her. "Well ... I'm gonna do that anyways so I'll tell you. On a few occasions David Harrington let you know that you had no idea who you were playing games with and that he could make your insignificant life disappear just ... like ... that. And you didn't listen, you took him for a joke."
Candace started to get scared but still attempted to hide it. "Why?"
"Oliver, would you please enlighten Ms. Young with the list of offenses, please?"
Oliver stepped forward. "Gladly, sir. You extorted money multiple times, interfered and toyed with his niece, Amanda's well being, inserted his son into a murder and got his fiancé killed. And that's just what you did to Mr. Harrington."
"Thank you, Oliver," Charles said with a smile, "Now let's talk about the things you've done to other people. You screwed a friend over which caused the death of your son so you killed your son, you're the reason your brother has caused heartache in the past, you're the reason your brother almost died twice, you're too blame as to why Benny had bad blood with the Malonrs, and you're the reason you're mother almost died."
Candace bit back tears. "Why does he care about those things? They had nothing to do with David."
"Since you asked so nicely. David sees the pain you put your mother through and he doesn't like it at all. Your mother, Ms. Hanna, it's a beautiful woman and beautiful soul who didn't deserve the pile of shit you left in her lap. But he intends to clean it all up, starting with you being in Itty bitty pieces."
Oliver removed his suit jacket and picked up the electric hand saw starting it. The tears started to fall freely from Candace's eyes as she looked between both men.
"Please ... please don't do this," she sobbed "I'm sorry, I'll give the money back I'll leave them all alone."
"Sorry won't undo any of the shit you did, now will it? Oliver, she's all yours. Have fun."
"Will do, sir."
Furious, Mama Rose called Benny's phone. After speaking with her nephew she knew it was time to come out of her faux retirement to set some things straight. In that moment she didn't care about the heat on her being hot, she was going to protect those she held close to her heart above all else.
Benny looked at his phone and frowned a little before answering. "Who this?"
"Now, Benjamin, is that how you answer your phone for your Mama Rose?"
"No ma'am," he chuckled, "How you doing?"
"Oh I would be better if half of my family wasn't worthless. Where are you?"
Benny glanced up from his spot on the floor at Melissa, so was handing him a glass. "I'm at a friend's house helping her. You need me?"
"Is it the girl Veronica had Vinny go after? Is it her, Benjamin?" Mama Rose asked urgently.
"Yes ma'am and I don't even wanna know how you knew that."
"You know I know everything. Listen, you need to go to your mother's house. I'm on my way there but I don't know if I'll make it in time to stop it."
Benny frowned, "Stop what? What's going on?"Just as she got ready to answer, another call came through from mama. "This her right now calling. I'll call you back, Mama Rose." He answered her call effectively ending the previous call.
"Benjamin, baby. Where are you and that friend of yours?" Hanna asked laughing. "Your sister and niece are not happy that you're stealing him away."
"I'm not with him, Mama. I'm helpin, Melissa out. I'm bout to head that way though."
"Okay, baby and bring Melissa with you. And can you please see if you can find out where Mitch is?"
"Yes ma'am I will. Be there in a few. Love yall."
Benny finished chaging the locks quickly then he and Melissa left her house headed for his mama's house. Thankfully there wasn't much traffic so he was able to speed a bit to get there quicker. While they made their way to the house, Mitch was glaring at his uncle making a plan in his head.
"You got something you wanna say to me?" Vinny asked.
Mitch shook his head. "Nothing that I haven't already told you. You know where I stand on this."
"And you know where your family stands. There were lots of good girls that hang around here that you could've had. And you have too many cousins around here to be lookin elsewhere for friends. You're just gonna try any way you can to get away from us."
"I never wanted this. Ever. And you know that. The only reason I got as involved as I was is because your ass went and got stabbed so I had to help." Mitch fired back smartly. "You're so mad that I'm Mama Rose's favorite and she understood me not wanting to be apart of this."
Vinny grunted, "I don't give a shit about that."
"Yeah ... ya do. That's why you try do hard to find shit on me."
"You know what ... if Sandy doesn't get that broad and that baby I think I'll do it myself. And I think I'll enjoy it."
"The same thing I said to Sandy goes for you too. I'm not about to play this bullshit game with you or him when it comes to my family. I will kill you and not think twice about it. And if I don't," he smirked, "Mama Rose will. Just like I'm her favorite and she would do anything for me ... she feels the same way about those two. You harm any of us and she'll kill you."
Vinny stared at his nephew as he answered his ringing phone. He put it on speaker and sat it on the table.
"Yeah?"
"Just letting you know that we're pulling up to the house."
Mitch's blood boiled as he listened to his younger cousin talk. "You little bastard ... you better not."
"Shut up," Vinny barked, "Good. You do it and then you get your ass back here. Understand?"
Sandy agreed before getting off of the phone. One of the cousins that worked behind the bar approached their table extending the bar phone to Mitch making Vinny frown.
"What the hell are you doin?"
The cousin shrugged urging Mitch to take the phone. "Mama Rose."
Mitch took the phone and the cousin walked away. When he put the phone to his ear, he stared atvhis uncle.
"Yes ma'am?"
"Do not change your face. You keep whatever expression you have, I want him to think I'm pissed at you." Mama Rose instructed quickly.
Mitch sighed harshly, "Yes ma'am., I understand."
"Good, good. I know what's happening and I'm trying to get there and stop it."
Mitch almost broke and cheered but the sight of Vinny's smug smile kept him from doing so.
"But, Mama," Mitch started trying to act as if he was pleading. "Please, that's my baby in that house."
"And I'll make damn sure they all remain safe. But listen to me. Are you listening?"
Mitch dropped his head a bit. "I'm listening."
"If I am unable to get there before it happens and stop it, whether anyone gets hit or not, I will make sure that those involved are handled. In the event that this happens, I will let your cousins behind the bar know and they will do as instructed. Okay?"
Yes, Mama. I understand but please hear me out."
"I know, Mitch. You did good. I have to go."
The phone hung up before Mitch could say anything. The cousin came to retrieve the phone making quick eye contact with Mitch then walked off.
"Mama, can you make her a bottle while you're in the kitchen? She getting all fussy." Lainey yelled from her seat on the sofa in the living room.
"Yeah, baby but you're gonna have to bring her formula! I don't have anymore here!" Hanna yelled back.
Lainey looked through her daughter's diaper bag for the can of formula. Once she had it, she carried it and her daughter to the kitchen. Benny pulled up in front of his mother's house and quickly jumped out of the car with Melissa. He pulled her in front of him then let them into the house.
"Mama! Lainey! Where yall at?" He yelled frantically as he walked through the foyer.
Hanna laughed a little, "We're in the kitchen and stop yelling."
Benny pulled Melissa along with him, when he got to the kitchen he hugged his sister and his mama then kissed his niece's head.
Lainey stared at him strangely and laughed, "Boy what is wrong with you? You squeezing the life outta us."
"Something is going down, it's not safe." He explained quickly. "Mama Rose called to warn me. I'm sure it's about what happened earlier."
Lainey and Hanna shared a look then looked at him. "What did you do, Benjamin?"
Melissa stepped forward. "He was protecting me, Ms. Hanna. Veronica sent the Malones after me and Benny beat him up so now he's pissed."
The black van carrying Sandy and his cousins pulled up slowly in front of the two story home. Inside Sandy readied his gun but kept fumbling.
"You sure you got this? We can do it."
Sandy glared at his cousin. "I don't need help. I got this. You just sit back and watch. I'm gonna take all of them out."
Oliver finished with his task, set up the disposal and went to get cleaned up before going to meet with Charles. He met the president elect in his home office.
"I take it that it's taken care of," Charles said smoothly turning side to side in his office chair.
"Yes sir, of course. She's being disposed of as we speak."
Charles smiled. "Did you save what I asked you to save?"
"Yes sir," Oliver said proudly, "Packaged, sealed and ready to go."
"Good, good. I want to be in Savannah tonight. I like to deliver my good news in person."
Oliver nodded pulling his phone out. "I can make that happen in the next thirty minutes. If I can ask, sir. May I make a personal stop during this trip to Savannah? It won't take long."
Charles leaned back in his chair relaxing, his smile still on his face. "Somce you did such a good job, I'll allow it. What is the stop?"
"I just wanna check in on a friend of mine. She had a baby not too long ago and I haven't been able to see the baby yet."
"You got a girlfriend and a baby, Oliver? Hiding things from me?"
Oliver quickly looked up from his phone laughing, "No, sir. Of course not. Me and her have been friends for years, nothing like that. She's actually Hanna's daughter."
Charles raised a brow, "Alaina? She anything like her sister?"
"No, not at all. If she was, we wouldn't be friends. She's a good girl who doesn't take anybody's shit," Oliver laughed going back to his phone, "She is definitely her mother's child. She loved to fight growing up."
"I think I'd like to make this stop with you."
Oliver glanced at him for a moment then back to his phone. "That's fine with me, sir. But I have to warn you, she is in a relationship."
Charles chuckled. "I just wanna meet her. Nothing else."
"Yes sir of course. We will be ready to take off in about twenty minutes. I'll have a bag prepared for you. "
"Thank you, Oliver. Let Landen know you and Ramsey will be the only ones accompanying me. He is to stay here and make sure that the house gets packed up correctly."
#hahn au#have and have nots au#i rewrote last nights episode excluding jim/ice queen/mama Katheryn#im gonna do mama katheryn and jim and include mama and david where they should be next time#so ya know...here we are 😂#i hope its better than last night's episode
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