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jerry-hornes-foot · 2 years

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listen….. listen. double penetration w steve. thats the whole prompt. idc who’s topping or who’s bottoming i just want to see what ur magic fingers conjure up. please and thank you

Okay so, listen, hear me out, this is so hot and I have used as an excuse to write a story I have wanted to write for months but have been putting off cause I've been so slow at dealing with my inbox lmfao. If it's not the sort of thing you were looking for I absutely understand and I am MORE than happy to write you another one because I'm aware I've gone a bit off piste with this bad boy, but I hope you get at least some enjoyment out of it!!

Also literally the amount of agency you've given me in this story is so sweet tysm!!! 🥰

838 words

18+ only

Smut

Steve Harrington x Jonathan Byers x Gender Neutral Reader

Tags: dom/sub; switch!reader; dom!jonathan; sub!steve; double penetration; penetrative sex; oral sex; edging; mild overstimulation; implied cum eating; offensive language

Jonathan's cock twitches in your mouth as you sink down on to it. At the same time you feel Steve's fingers dig into your thighs as he pumps in and out of you. As Steve thrusts again you moan into Jonathan's cock, the vibrations causing him to moan back at you. Behind you Steve grunts and picks up the pace of his hips a little.

"Watch it, rich boy." Jonathan warns through gritted teeth. "You cum when I cum, got it?"

Despite all the nights you and Steve have spent with Jonathan, the harsh, commanding tone that takes over Jonathan's voice when he doms Steve still always catches you off guard. Jonathan is always so gentle and quiet, it's easy to forget just how firm he can be, and you've got to admit, it's hot. You groan again, tensing around Steve and making him whimper, earning another barked warning from Jonathan. Steve knows the rules, he and Jonathan cum together and fill you up all at once. Jonathan's good at this game, when he sets his mind to it he can hold off from finishing for hours, which gives him the chance to push Steve to the edge again and again, like he's been doing all night.

"Jonathan I- I think I'm gonna- fuck! I'm gonna-"

"Oh no you don't!" Jonathan squeezes your shoulders, a signal for you to push back against Steve to force a stop to the motion of his hips. He whines desperately as you press against him, derailing his rhythm.

"You know the rules Harrington. Now stay put until I stay so."

This is the fourth time tonight Steve's gotten close to finishing only for you and Jonathan to stop him in his tracks. You can feel his legs shaking by your sides. He's desperate to finally get that release, but he knows better than to talk back. That'll only earn him further punishment. He obediently pulls out of you and kneels on the bed awaiting Jonathan's instruction.

"Good boy." Jonathan purrs, groaning performatively and rolling his head back as your tongue runs down the underside of his dick.

A few minutes pass before you feel Jonathan's cock twitch again, his hips tensing slightly under your hands.

"Okay Harrington, back to work."

Steve doesn't have to be told twice. His cock slips back into your hole and starts pumping immediately. The past couple of times Steve was made to sit out for a while, Jonathan forced him to go slow when he started fucking you again, this time he makes no comment on Steve's pace. He won't admit it, but he's close, closer than he thought he was, and now he needs Steve to catch up. Fast. You can't help yourself, you know you'll pay for it later, but it's worth it to give Jonathan a taste of his own medicine. Slowing down a little you slide your mouth right down to the base of his cock, pressing the tip of your tongue into the underside of his shaft. He let's out a long gutteral moan as you begin you slowly glide your mouth up and down his full length, taking the tip of his cock right to the back of your throat with each movement.

"Jesus! You'd better fucking hurry it up, Harrington."

Steve does so, pounding his hips hard into yours, his body is angled just right to make your body burn with pleasure. You'd been so focused on working Jonathan's dick you almost hadn't noticed how incredible Steve's felt inside you. You cum, hard and without warning, stifling a scream so that you can keep your careful rhythm on Jonathan's cock. Jonathan cries out as your fingers dig hard into his hips.

"I swear to God, Harrington, you're on thin ice here- mmmmmphhfuck!! I'm gonna cum!"

Your legs are quivering so hard it's a struggle to keep yourself upright, Steve's cock keeps slamming into your insanely sensitive hole. The feeling is an incredible mixture of pain and pleasure. Jonathan's dick swells in your mouth, pulsing as his cum pours out onto your tongue. Steve is barely a second behind him, exhaling harshly as you feel him spilling into you.

When you pull away from Jonathan's dick he grabs your shoulders and holds you in place.

"Don't move." He instructs, voice still steady despite how breathless he is.

Your thighs are screaming, the force of your orgasm has torn through you and made your whole body feel weak, but you obey him all the same. Jonathan flops down on the pillow and looks up at Steve,

"I'll be expecting you to clean up your mess, Harrington."

Steve's hands are back on your thighs in an instant, the tip of his tongue just barely grazes you before Jonathan stops him.

"Hold your horses, I'll need a few minutes."

"Sorry, I thought you wanted me to-" Steve stammers.

"Oh I do." Says Jonathan with a gentle laugh. "But not unless I get to fuck that tight little ass of yours while you do it."

#answered #writing requests #stonathan #stonathan x reader #steve harrington x reader #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers x steve harrington x reader #gender neutral reader #jerryhorneskink

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violetnotez · 4 years

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HC: The Boys Taste Their S/o’s Chapstick

Anonymous: could I request headcannons for shinso, mirio, denki, sero, and bakugo kissing their s/o and tasting their chapstick ? Or if you want or when they realize their s/o takes care of them in really subtle ways that they didn’t really notice it at first ? i love your blog so much 🥺❤️

Hey babe omg Im so happy you like my blog!!!! Also this ask OMG I have been wanting to write it for so long!!!! Im a sucker for these super cute and fluffy headcanons, so thank you so much for the idea!

Pairings: Shinso x reader, Mirio x reader, Denki x reader, Sero x reader, Bakugo x reader

Warnings: some might get suggestive, but none of these are full blown NSFW! Just a sprinkle of spiciness, thats all!

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S H I N SO U

Flavor: Cherry Vanilla

Your currently trying to get ready for bed with Shinsou, his purple hair cascading against the pillow as he’s scrolling through Insta

defintely looking at cat vids

Youre just BEAT from the day- work, school, practice, whatever your life entails it just felt so incredibly tiring today

Of course, Shinsou seems to have other plans

Once he sees you come out of the bathroom, your hair wet, your skin dewy from washing, your body only wearing one of his oversized shirts and some small shorts....

man is gonna wanna be allllll over you

“Damn, kitten who allowed you to look that hot,” he’d purr, his eyes drinking you in as he propped his body on his elbows to get a better look

You’d roll your eyes, a smile on your lips-

Lowkey a perv for his s/o fight me on this

Once you sit down on the bed, its over

Shinso’s hands are all over you, his palms trailing under your shirt as he leaved lazy kisses on your neck

“Cmon, baby, lets have a little fun before we sleep....”

Just tell him your tired, and he’ll comply, turning super fluffy and cuddly in a matter of minutes

Reluctantly tho this boi is horny when hes horny

“Ahh my kitten’s tired? Fine then, you need your rest.”

He’ll lean in to give a sweet kiss, unknowingly of how flavorful you taste now with your chapstick

And OHOHOHO after that its OVER

The taste of vanilla bursts in his mouth, the scent of cherry becoming more prominent-

When did you start tasting so good?

He honestly wont know how to react- he’ll shake his head and blink a few times, “The hell-?” spilling out of his lips

He grabs you buy the chin, his thumb swiping against your lips gently

Once he sees the faint red sheen on his digit, it kinda dawns on him whats going on

You catch on to his confusion, a small giggle spilling out of you as you tell him its just chapstick you bought since your lips felt dry

He’ll just give you a lazy smirk, his lilac eyes a royal purple as he eyes you

This man cant HELP HIMSELF

He’ll lean in for another kiss, this one lasting much longer and more passionate as he tried to capture that taste again

“Do me a favor and keep wearing that kitten,”

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M I R I O

Flavor: Birthday Cake

Im so proud of fidning this picture im sorry it just matches so well

Anywaysssssssss

You had just gotten out of the locker room, your UA uniform a little wrinkled from being balled up while you were training

You walked out the metal doors, your lips feeling much softer than usual- you were in desperate need of chapstick after that particular lesson

Thanks UA for having training grounds that blow up every 5 seconds and spray dust everywhere

But thankfully Neijire is the best person ever and hooked you up with some super cute chapstick

Since it was new and just sitting in her book bag, she just told you to keep it

NEIJIRE WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO SWEET?

You had to admit though, you really liked it- the packaging was pretty cute, it was nice on your skin, but the SMELL

OMG

You felt like a bakery was near you every step you took

And everytime you licked your lips it tasted like sweets, which was an amazing addition

Makes ya wonder how safe it is to consume makeup 👀

Mirio is the cutest boyfirend though-wherever your class is, he waits for you outside and walks with you until you have to go your seperate ways

So, as usual, he’s waiting for you outside the locker room, a wide grin plastered on his face

Once he sees you walk out of the doors, he’s already bounding over, his arms swinging cause hes always just so happy to see you

“Hey sunshine!” he greets you like any other day, his voice just radiating happiness

Some days though, Mirio will kiss the top of your head as he grabs your hand and walks you to his class

Other days, he’s a little more bold, instead leaning down to give you a kiss on your lips as he snakes his hand around your waist

TODAY BABE

IS THAT DAY

You can tell he’s feeling a little more *frisky cause he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes

ehhhh why not indulge him?

So you get on your tippie toes, leaning in to him and planting a quick kiss on his lips

But thats when Mirio gets confused- did you eat something?Is it cake? CInnamon roll? Cookie? But whatever it is, it tastes GOOD

“Sweetie, did you buy something from the vending machine?” he asks, a confused grin on his face as he eyes you

You laugh, not realizing that Mirio would be affected by your new chapstick too,

“Oh no, its just a chapstick Niejire gave me, I think its cake batter flavored- do you like it?”

Mirio licked his lips , savoring the lingering flavor on his skin

“You batter belive it!”

*cue the groaning

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D E N K I

Flavor: Pina Colada

So Mina, bless her little music crazed heart, somehow won a pack of tickets from a radio station to a new water park opening up not too far from UA

It was superrrrr expensive to get in, but the music station hooked all you guys up with VIP tickers, a private cabana, food, THE WORKS

You had been running around with the group all day

(except Bakugo- he either went to the lazy river or the surfing simulator thignie cause Kaminari said he would wipe out and wanted to prove him wrong)

Everybody else wanted to do everythingggg, from ride the craziest rides to trying all the food the park had

By the end of the day, you were completely beat and just wanted to rest

Mina was sitting beside you in the cabana (again, thank you radio station for hooking some teens up!), just searching it for snacks the boys hadnt eaten

“Aww cmon, really?! We have chapstick but no food?!”

Your head instantly perked up at the sound- chapstick? God, you could deifnitely use some right now from all that chlorine and sun...

You asked Mina to toss you one, the pink skinned girl throwing you a tube as she grumbled about how “piggy” boys were

You checked the flavor on the tube, the fruits on the side label instantly telling you it was something tropical

As you were putting it on, the boys of Bakusquad were bounding up the steps, their feets covered in sand-

“Guess what?! We got Bakugo to go in the wave pool! Isnt that crazy! It had sand on the bottom, like a real beach-”

Kirishima was just gushing and super excited, Bakugo looking like a pissed off wet cat next to him

You sat up quickly, happy to see your boyfriend, his spiky hair all wet from the day and his boxers dripping

As Kirishima and Sero were messing with an extremely annoyed Bakugo, you went and grabbed the boys some towels, giving the last one to your boyfriend

“Aww thanks babe,” he gushed out, his hands grabbing the towel gingerly as he leaned to kiss you

But wait- you tasted- really sweet?

Kaminari pulled back slightly, a small smirk on his lips, cause damn, that tasted really good

“Did you eat some fruit or something? Cause you taste super yummy babe-”

You pointed to your lips as you told him how Mina found some free chapstick lying around in the cabana

Kaminari just gave you this really blissed out stare as he sneaked one more peck from you- he was kinda wishing his friends weren't here, cause hed totally be making out with you with that yummy stuff on your lips...

“Do me a favor and dont take that stuff off, okay? Until we get back to the dorms,”

He sent you a small wink, weaving behind you inconspicously, and giving your bottom a playful pinch

WHY YOU GOTTA BE A FLIRT KAMINARI

(Also before you left Kamianri most definitely dumped the whole jar of chapsticks into his backpack)

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S E R O

Flavor: Peppermint

You and Sero had just gotten coffee from a little cafe when it starts to rain

Like alottttttttttt

And of course it happens when your right outside, waiting for your ride to take you back home

So you two are just standing there like weirdos with the rain POURING, Sero holding up his jacket over both of your heads

But honestly, it’s not doing much to block out the rain, so honestly-why not have some fun?

You run out of the fabric, instantly feeling your whole body get drenched as you start twirling and laughing

“He-hey wait, babe!”

Sero’s gonna be laughing, and now y’all playing a wierd game of tag

Aghhhhhh so cute tho 🥺🥺

He catches you pretty quickly, his tape grabbing your waist and pulling you to him,,,

You instantly collide with his chest, your cheeks rosy from running around so much and your hands resting on his chest

Sero gives you the biggest grin, his finger under your chin and raising it to look at him

“You know your the biggest tease I know?”

“Yup!”

He laughs, placing a kiss on your lips-and omg why are you minty? and it feels soooo good to him, cause honestly mint isn’t a bad flavor-

“Hey babe whatcha got on your lips? Did you eat-gum or something?”

You just laugh and tell him it’s some chapstick you got (imagine the mint eos U KNOW THE ONE)

He asks if it’s the egg chapstick OML 💀

Yes Sero the egg chapstick

His lips are parted a little, his eyes wider than usual cause he’s lowkey confused on how he liked that so much

But he send you another huge grin before he kisses you again-

“I think your gonna need to wear that more for me, yeah?”

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B A K U G O

Flavor: Cinnamon

Bakugo has ben practically forcing you to wake up at ungodly hours with him to train

He says its cause “youre getting weak” but really he’s a total simp for having such close contact with you

Also he’s a little brat and put his all into it so you cant ever beat him, which boosts his ego for some reason?

“Hah, that really the best you got?” he scoffs down at you, his calloused hands pinning you to the ground as his body cages you in for the umpteenth time

Honestly, its hard to fight when your 1) annoyed about loosing and 2) have your hot as hell boyfriend pining you to the ground

But thankfully

THANKFULLY

He was starting to overheat, his breathe coming out in low pants as strands of hair began sticking to his forehead

You felt one of his palms begin to slip ever so slightly near you, and on instinct you knew you had to do something, you finally had an opening-

so you caused a distraction

Your hands quickly flew to the nape of his neck, pressing his head down to your so you could kiss him square on the lips

Bakugo was completely confused in the best way possible- he didnt expect that to happen, but hell, hes not complaining-

until his lips start to tingle

“-the hell?!” he sputters out, his mind trying to figure out what was going on just before you successfuly flip him over, with you now on top

You stared down triumphantly at your boyfriend, not knowing how well that worked- until you noticed how shiny Bakugo lips look

He begins mashing his lips together, trying to rub it off since you had his hands pinned down

“The hell is on my lips? Agh, dont tell me its that weird ass lip stuff that supposed to make your lips bigger or something-’’

Ummmmm how does he know about lip plumping lip gloss? Question for a another day-

“Its chapstick silly,” you giggle, “-cinnamon”

Honestly, he’s gonna like it-this boy likes spicy things and the fact that “spicy” sensation came from his s/o....shoooottttt he is in love

But

Of course

He’s gonna act like it’s wierd or something, cause HES wierd

“Cinnamon? You couldn’t get something normal like cherry or grape?”

You scrunch up your nose, cause yeah your not for those flavors AT ALL, and Bakugo finds his chance

He quickly flips you over, your back now against the floor and his body on top of yours

“Cmon, baka don’t tell me thats seriosuly all you got-“

Don’t remind him that you were able to flip him over tho he’ll turn red and tell you to shut it

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bibbawrites · 3 years

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First Man - Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Request: NONE

Word Count: 1735 words

Summary: the song First Man by Camila Cabello but make it about Charlie Gillespie

Warnings: i think theres one swear word and thats all ?

A/N: so i had originally written this for another fandom that i am no longer in but i decided to change it to charlie cause why not this is literally just the song first man by camila cabello, so go listen to that if you dont know it haha again i tried to make this gender neutral but i may have messed up at one point so if i did im very sorry anyways hope you enjoy this little fluffy piece

Tag List: @happinessinthedarkesttimes @littlemissaddict @vicesvsvirtuesfanfic @headheartbellarke @lovesanimals @bartok-the-bat @juliefromaustralia @multi-universe21 @rangerelik

Winter 2019

It was a mild Winter's afternoon in LA. You walked down the stairs of your family home, bag in hand, smiling when you spotted your family sitting around the table, a board game in the middle.

"Y/N! Come join us!" Your mum called when she spotted you enter the room. You shook your head.

"Maybe another time, sorry guys. I'm actually just heading out, I'm gonna stay with Charlie tonight... is that okay?" Your father sighed before nodding.

"When will we get to meet this Charlie boy that we hear so much about?" He asked, standing up to walk over to you. You shrugged.

"I'm not too sure, but it will be soon, I promise." You grinned. Your little sister looked up from the game board.

"What's he like Y/N?" She asked, looking at you intently. A soft smile appeared on your face at the thought of your boyfriend.

"He's really sweet. He's funny, just like you Dad. He’s not super tall but it doesn’t even matter. And he loves dragging me along on hikes." You paused.

"I really like him." You finished. Your dad frowned slightly, but hid it quickly.

"That's nice to hear darling. Don't forget a jacket, okay?" He told you. You looked at your father knowingly. He had been like this with every boy you’d ever brought home, not that you'd brought home tons of boys before.

"No it's okay, it’s not that cold outside today. Besides, he's waiting outside for me." You said, glancing down at your phone to see the text from Charlie.

'I'm here' it read. You looked back up again, noticing your father watching you. He stepped closer, pulling you into a hug.

"Don't freak out Dad, I'll be fine." You assured him. He squeezed you tightly.

"I just worry about you." You smiled, pulling away.

"I know, I get that. But I'm an adult now Dad. I got this."

"I know, I know." He sighed. By now the rest of the family had gone back to their game.

You patted your dad on the chest before turning to leave, stopping when your hand touched the doorknob. You turned back around to face your father.

"Just remember Dad, you were the first man that really loved me." And with that you turned back to the door and left, leaving your dad to smile sadly. His little baby was growing up.

Summer 2020

It was Summer and you and Charlie had a few days off from work. You had decided to head back to LA together, to visit your family. After all, you had been dating for over a year and Charlie still hadn't met your family yet. The family that you spoke so highly of.

You touched down at LAX and made your way through security quickly.

"You ready?" You asked, holding tightly to Charlie's hand as you made your way to baggage claim, where you had organised to meet your parents.

"Honestly? I'm fucking petrified." Charlie responded, causing you to laugh.

"You'll be fine. Everyone loves you Char, and my family will be no different." You walked around the corner, spotting your Dad quickly.

"Dad!" You called, rushing over to hug your father. Charlie walked over slowly. You pulled away and grinned, glancing at Charlie.

"Dad, I'd like to meet my boyfriend, Charlie." You introduced. "Char, this is my dad, Sam."

Charlie held his hand out for your dad to shake.

"It's nice to officially meet you Mr Y/L/N. Can I call you Sam?" He smiled nervously. Your father looked him up and down before taking his hand and shaking it.

"Sir will do. Charlie, short for Charles I assume?" His glare was stone cold. Charlie swallowed, nodding.

"Yes sir, but I prefer Charlie." Your father nodded before turning his attention back to you.

"How long are you two here for?" He asked, ignoring Charlie, who moved to grab the both of your bags that were coming along the carousel.

"We have 8 days off, but we're only here for 4." You responded. Your dad nodded.

"Well I guess that's better than nothing. Come on let's go, your mother is waiting in the car outside. She didn't want to pay for parking so she's been driving around while I waited in here."

And with that the three of you headed outside to the car.

Luckily for Charlie the rest of your family weren't as scary as your father was.

Your mother was lovely, and she had been very welcoming, even speaking to him in French when it was brought up that the two shared a common language.

Your brothers were really cool and invited him to join them to play video games whenever he wanted.

And your little sister, well, she adored the Canadian boy from the minute he walked through the front door.

And just like that Charlie’s first day at the Y/L/N house was over.

After sitting outside for hours with you and your parents, Charlie decided to head off to bed, and with a quick kiss for you and a murmured "goodnight" he was gone.

"So what do you think?" You asked once you knew that Charlie was well and truly inside.

"He's lovely darling." Your mother told you, smiling. You turned to your father.

"Dad?" You asked. Your father shrugged.

"He's not too bad, I guess." He admitted. You shook your head slightly. Of course your father would say that.

"I met his family you know? They're really nice, just like you guys." You told your parents.

"Oh, that's good sweetie." Your mum grinned.

"His parents are great, they're really down to earth. And his brothers and sister are really cool. Plus they love their hockey." You looked at your dad as you said the last part, knowing how big of a hockey fan he was. Your dad nodded in appreciation.

"That's good to hear. If they like hockey they must be good people." Your mother nodded in agreement with her husband. You fell into a comfortable silence for a few seconds.

"You know..." You began, breaking the silence. "I think he might be the one." Your mother put her hand up to her mouth, unable to hide her excitement.

"Oh Y/N, you really think so?" She asked. You nodded.

"Yeah, I really love him." You smiled.

"And he's a good man?" Your dad questioned, fixing his gaze on you. You nodded quickly.

"I swear on my heart. He loves me, and he'd never hurt me." You assured him.

"Good." He said, and with that the conversation was over, the topic changing to gossip about a family friend who's husband had cheated on her.

And later when you were heading off to bed you made sure to give your dad an extra big hug and remind him softly that he was the first man that really loved you.

The four days passed quickly and before anyone knew it, it was time for you and Charlie to leave.

Your family gathered on the driveway, next to Charlie’s car that he had collected on your second day back. After a few hugs with your siblings Charlie moved to bid farewell to your parents. Your mother pulled him into a hug.

"It was lovely to meet you darling." She said softly, before pulling away.

"You too." He smiled. "It was lovely to meet all of you."

"Don't be a stranger Charlie." She said.

"Yeah come back all the time." Your little sister agreed. Charlie nodded.

"I'll make sure of it." He turned his attention to your father, holding out his hand for him to shake. Your father took it, shaking it firmly.

"Thank you for having me sir." Charlie smiled politely. Your father paused, before faking a smile.

"It was no problem." You exchanged a knowing look with your mother. You both knew that your father didn't think that Charlie deserved you.

After a few more goodbyes you and Charlie hopped into the car and left, waving to your family as you pulled out. You had barely made it to the end of the street before you grabbed Charlie's arm.

"Wait we need to go back." You said quickly.

"Why?" Charlie asked, but turned around nonetheless.

"I forgot to tell my dad something." He pulled up in front of the house and you jumped out quickly, rushing over to your father who was still outside. He looked at you in confusion.

"I forgot to say, remember you were the first man who really loved me." You smiled softly, and with one last hug you left again.

Spring 2022

It was a beautiful Spring day in Hawaii. You and your father were stood together at the top of the beach, dressed to the nines, him in a fancy suit and you in your chosen wedding outfit.

It was almost time.

Time for you to walk down the aisle and marry the love of your life.

You looked over at your father, noticing his tie was slightly crooked. You took a step closer, and fixed the tie, watching as he tried to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall. You smiled softly at him.

"You know, I've never seen you cry before." You whispered. Your dad smiled, a tear falling down his cheek.

"You just look so beautiful Y/N. No matter what, you'll always be my little baby." He responded, pulling you into a hug.

As you separated the music began to play, and he held his arm out for you to take.

"Here we go." You whispered, and the two of you began your walk down the beach to where Charlie was waiting, teary eyed, at the end of the aisle.

As you walked, your father found himself looking over at you, taking in the tears of happiness and the look of love that you were giving Charlie. Your dad smiled to himself, glad that you had finally found the perfect man for you.

You reached the end of the aisle and you pulled your father into a hug.

"Remember," You whispered. "You were the first man who really loved me." You pulled away, stepping back. Your dad hesitated for a second before stepping forward to pull Charlie into a hug.

"Take care of my little angel." He whispered. Charlie nodded.

"Of course Sir." They pulled apart and your dad smiled softly.

"You can call me Sam."

#charlie gillespie #charlie gillespie x reader #fluff #based on the song First Man by Camila Cabello #reader insert

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sw124 · 3 years

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BonelyHearts Reader insert 2

{Gender Neutral!ReaderXSkeleton household}

Foxes and Chickens!

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“Why are we even doing this?”

Boss growled as he checked his black tank top once more, everyone stood dressed in ‘gym-class’ attire. Well somewhat, everyone was either in tank tops or short sleeve shirts and basketball shorts. You though were in sweatpants and a baggy tank top. But you were smiling your head off, today was ‘your’ day. All of you gathered inside the large basketball/gymnasium of the Rec Center.

You stood confidently with your hands on your hips.

“Today boys we are playing a game from when I was a kid.”

The skeletons looked at you, a tad perplexed but could see you were not going to be swayed, Poplar spoke up next.

“What is it called?”

You beamed. “Foxes and chickens!”

Their expressions did not change, you chuckled and decided to explain further.

“This game is a mix between Tag and Hide’n seek, one of us is the ‘Fox’ and the rest of us are ‘Chickens’. The ‘Chickens’ will be given about a minute to find a place to hide, then the lights go out and the ‘Fox’ with their flashlight will go looking for the ‘Chickens’ among the mats or ‘Coops’ as I like to call them. The last ‘Chicken’ to be found is the winner and the get to be the ‘Fox’ in the next round! Everyone get that?”

The skeletons looked at each other, Blue’s eyes sparkle; this did sound like fun. Not one to shy away from challenges Boss and Papyrus were all for it as well.

“Yes, we’re in! What are the rules?” Asked Blue.

“The rules are simple, when you find your hiding spots you stay in that spot until the fox finds you, you can only hide in or around the mats, when your found you must sit by the entrance and wait until all the players are found, no helping the ‘Fox’ in anyway by revealing hiding spots thats cheating, no running or teleporting to different hiding places, you can share hiding spaces and lastly there is absolutely, positively...NO BETTING!”

Instantly you hear Blue whine, you go over and give him a half-hearted hug, playfully petting his head like he was a kitten.

“Mwah, there, there baby Blue, you can bet on something else.” You chuckle when he pushes away, crossing his arms and pouting.

“Ok, ok, now that everyone knows the rules lets start the game, first though lets see who wants to be the ‘Fox’ in the first round.”

Instantly Blue and Papyrus raised their hands, oh this was gonna be tough to pick. You opted to flip a coin to see who gets to be first as the ‘Fox’. Papyrus chose heads Blue chose tails....it came up tails. Blue happily took the flashlight and waited outside.

“Ok everyone, one minute to hide!” You squeal as you bolted for the ‘coops’.

Everyone scrambled to hide as well, you found a sweet hiding place, one of the mats that was standing up had a small fold where you easily fit into. You shut it tight almost like a door and waited, you could hear everyone else scrambling for a hiding spot. You restrained a another squeal when the lights went out, you heard the gym doors open.

“Ready or not here I come!”

You covered your mouth as you heard Blue run all over, calling out the names of everyone he found. The first person he found was Stretch, you knew that cause Blue was shouting how he didn’t bother to hide properly...and Blue shouted out his name. In fact he was shouting everyone’s name the moment he found them. After Stretch was Rus, followed by Sans, Ash and Poplar then Boss, Red was cursing at Blue for shining the light right in his eyes,; finally Papyrus and Nox were found. You were knew you were the last but Blue still couldn’t find you.

You could hear him running past your hiding spot more then four times, peeked out and saw him. His back was to you, a Cheshire grin formed on your face as you snuck out. Tip toeing closer you reached both hands out and-

“FOX!”

You yelled as grabbed his sides, he yelped and dropped the flashlight. Laughing you bolted, weaving in and and around the mats. Blue squawked out something and gave chase, you ran for the gym entrance and without thinking did a baseball slide towards the group. You laughed when you collided into them, not hard, you slowed down enough where you just barely pushed some of them. You slid into Papyrus and Sans, Blue ran up and huffed.

“That was rude! You said no changing hiding spots!”

You laughed. “I wasn’t changing hiding spots, I was the last to be found so I just saved you the trouble of finding me. Besides I couldn’t resist giving you a little surprise!”

Oh you knew Blue was gonna get back at you, it was why you had to be sure to find him quickly in the next round.

An so the game continued, Ash won the next round, Blue did get you back when it was your turn by jumping out at you but in doing so ruined not just his hiding spot but also Nox and Red’s. Everyone got their chance to win, you actually enjoyed Rus being the ‘Fox’ in one round cause he’d constantly was muttering a curse if he couldn’t find someone.

After a while you checked your watch, over two’n a half hours had past since you started the game. Wow how time flies, you waited till the current round was over before announcing the end of the game, it was time to get some lunch anyway.

“Ok everyone’s been found, its getting close to lunchtime so lets pack up the mats and grab some food.”

“We’re already done?”

Oh man, it wasn’t fair to see half of their faces go into ‘sad puppy’ mode but you only rented the place for three hours and you had to put everything back, which would take twenty minutes with everyone’s help.

“Sorry guys but I only rented out the place for a little while, besides we can do this again another, that and we need to put the mats away properly.”

That answer was suffice, everyone....well almost everyone pitched in, Sans and Rus were laying on one mat they set aside. But that was rectified by Boss and Nox, flipping the mat they were laying on over. It took a bit longer then you thought but you had five minutes to spare, you went and told the Rec-center supervisor you were finished and got your deposit back. He’s such a sweet old man, with that you went back to the others and told them to clean up and change into their street clothes. You went and did the same, despite it being a low energy game you and the boys still worked up a sweat.

Once that was done you all proceeded to walk towards the restaurant in question, you had reserved a spot in a nice little Japanese noodle place you like to frequent. They had all kinds of delicious noodle based dishes that you hoped would please some of the skeletons, it was also a very accommodating place as it had an entire menu dedicated to people who were vegetarian. You piled into the large round booth, sitting between Poplar and Ash.

As you waited for your drinks and enjoyed an appetizer of tempura sweet potatoes, you decided to see what they thought of the game.

“So did you guys have fun?” You were a little worried..

“A tad immature but it was still an enjoyable experience, something we can do at least once in a great while.” Said Boss taking a sip of water.

“I liked it a lot, its a nice change of pace.” Said Rus as he munched on his sweet potato.

“It was a wonderful game human, thank you for sharing such a fun cherished game with us!” Said Papyrus.

“Yeah, gotta admit it was fun, ya didn’t have to do much when you got to hide and being in the dark hiding in the mats...I can see why a game like that is fun for you.” Said Sans giving you a playful wink.

You smiled, beaming at everyone. Soon the waiter arrived to take everyone’s order, you helped Ash and Poplar make a choice from the vegetarian menu. You tried some of the stuff on that one and recommended the Ramen bowls with fried tofu in it along with the beautiful array of colorful veggies such as mushrooms and cabbage.

You went with the kitsune soba while everyone else got Ramen, when you got your food it was a treat seeing everyone trying to eat with chopsticks. Yeah it was mean of you but seeing some of them struggle you told them there were forks wrapped in the black cloth napkins placed around the table. You had gotten some deadpan looks from some of the skeletons but all you could do was smile, you used chopsticks before and were pretty good at using them.

You took a moment to look at everyone, some engaged in a conversation, some content on the food itself or simply listening to others talking. It filled you with a sensation of comfort, you couldn’t have asked for better neighbors or friends.

“So, human.”

Your attention was grabbed when Nox spoke up.

“What game do you plan to show us for next time?”

End.

[For some backstory, this was a game I played back when I was in grade school. Normally durning my gym class we’d go outside and play during gym but of course if was winter or raining we’d stay inside the gym. One rainy day our gym teacher came up with this game and I loved it so much, I wanted to do a fanfic that was more innocent. The world is so serious and telling us we need to ‘grow up’ but sometimes its nice to be a little kid again and thats why I wrote this particular Reader insert. Oh this is also for the @bonelyheartsclub I hope you enjoy it, it was such a treat to write]

#undertale #fanfic #bonely hearts club

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bones-sprouts · 3 years

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SELF INDULGENT APOLLO JUSTICE ACE ATTORNEY AU BECAUSE IT BRINGS ME JOY ( SPOILER WARNING ⚠️‼️)

@burnoutandbookworms-ohmy you wanted to be tagged :>

okay so the cast would be as follows

apollo - tommy

phoenix - wilbur

trucy - tubbo

klavier - ranboo (this one's ambitious but hear me out-)

kristoph - dream

ema - techno

lamiroir - kristin

zak - phil (F in chat for mr minecraft 😔)

and then all of the filler characters would be various other smp members (suggestions?)

so then the plot would go as follows (we're bullet pointing this bitch you better run)

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• so tommy arrives in the courtroom with dream, and he's nervous as hell, because not only is it his first trial

• his client is wilbur fucking soot

• world renouned defense attorney, now disbarred for forging evidence

• but tommy is 110% sure wilbur is innocent

• because wilbur is his HERO

• and then dream introduces them and damn he looks like shit

• i'm talking full pogtopia era get-up, plus a ratty beanie that has wilby painted on it and a crown pin

• so wil spouts the standard cryptic bullshit you'd expect from phoenix

• and tommy does an early smpe earth 'i am so cool and not at all starstruck' type act

• and they head in

• you meet the judge, who i didn't replace bc it's the judge

• tommy does his chords of steel, but with significantly more swearing then apollo would use

• and dream seems to be just a bit off

• and he goes on this big tirade about blue cards

• the case goes smoothly, until

• tommy feels something akin to a burning from the compass he's kept as a necklace for as long as he can remember

• and he just knows that the witness is lying

• it's like he can see the tiniest of tells that tip him off

• dream doesn't quite understand it, but wilbur looks like he knows exactly what's going on

• before he calls this out, though, a recess is called

• wilbur and dream have a chat, so tommy's left to his own devices

• and this boy about his age in a green magician's outfit runs up to him

• and he looks like an older version of the picture of wilbur's kid that he showed off in court beforehand

• and he hands tommy a (bloody??) playing card and poofs away

• then the trial resumes as normal, with tommy grilling the witness and eventually accusing her

• but it just doesn't seem right

• he knows she's not lying about being innocent, her tells would have tipped him off if she was

• but dream pushes and pushes him to formally accuse her

• until wilbur fucking soot interjects with an OBJECTION!

• while tommy geeks the hell out, wilbur asserts that there must have been someone else in the room

• and accuses dream.

• tommy's confused, and the both of them argue back and forth for a bit, until wilbur starts explaining his theory with evidence from tommy along the way

• but it's seeming like they don't have any non circumstancial evidence

• until wilbur has tommy pull out the playing card

• (i haven't been explaining the case but it makes sense i promise)

• they win the case, with dream never faltering or showing emotion, even after being taken away

• tommy's shaken up, but happy, all things considered

• but before he can ponder on what's just happened, wilbur takes him aside to talk

• and admits the card was forged

• tommy's shocked, and he's sad, and he's angry, because how could wilbur fucking soot forge evidence??

• and he punches him in the face

• wil smiles and gives him an offer to work at his office, since tommy's boss is kind of in jail

• tommy leaves

• but he comes back a few months later, only out of desperation

• he's greeted by the boy from the trial (wil's kid?)

• who demands to know his name and his 'talent'

• tommy says he's a lawyer and introduces himself

• the kid says his name is tubbo and that the building hasn't been a law office in a long time

• tommy asks to see wilbur

• so they go to see him

• in the fucking hospital

• he managed to get hit by a car, which sent him flying 40ft back into a telephone pole

• and he sprained his ankle

• he's very lucky apparently

• so from there, cases 2 and 3 play out (i'm gonna skim though these bc if i write them out ill end up rewriting plot points and i don't have the energy)

• along the way, they meet a few interesting people

• ranboo, a prosecutor who's dream's younger brother and the guitarist for a popular band, that tubbo immediately gets along with and tommy despises

• dispite seeming cocky, he's impressively awkward outside of court

• technoblade, a detective who's fairly standoffish towards tommy and tubbo alike, but has a soft spot for wilbur (do they have a history)

• kristin, a singer with a past she can't remember (unbeknownst to tommy, his compass tends to point towards her and tubbo. odd)

also before we move on to the final case, a quick summary of the dynamics and other small shit bc seritonin

• though wil adopted tubbo, they have much more of a sibling dynamic, and cause general mayhem

• wilbur does actually warm up to tommy fairly quickly (beanix and apollo dynamic, my abbhorrent) and while tommy still doesn't 100% trust wil, they do end up getting pretty close as time goes on

• tubbo and ranboo IMMEDIATELY hit it off, much to the dismay of tommy, and the two of them act like the dummy named micheal that tubbo uses for magic tricks is their son

• tommy acts like he hates ranboo's guts, but that won't stop him from trying to sweet talk his way into getting evidence from him (it always works, ranboo has no spine.) he also, like in canon, vents to ranboo whenever he needs to, and ranboo ends up knowing more ab him then even wil and tubbo

• jack is eldoon. they all go to his noodle shop constantly and tommy always complains about them being too salty. jack hates him with a passion but adores tubbo and wil

• instead of snakooos, techno deadass just has entire bags full of raw potatoes that he eats like chips, this is terrifying to everyone except wilbur, who acts like it's completely normal

• instead of pretending to be taken hostage in case 2, tubbo deadass pretends to have a nuke and threatens to set it off unless a recess is called. after things calm down they go back in and he just,, doesn't get arrested. the law is fucked

• after case 1, dream wears a smiley mask in order to not show his face, paranoid that tommy or someone else like him will know his secrets though his tells

okay now final case here we go

• wilbur tells tommy and tubbo that he's been working on a special trial with the jury system, and that he needs them to defend

• they agree, and go to meet the client

• things generally go like any other investigation, but there's just something about it that feels game changing

• and as they power though the first part of the trial, they start to uncover that there might be someone pulling the strings from behind the scenes

• tommy clocks her tell (chewing her nails) and they start to make progress

• but before they can uncover answers from her, she passes out

• a recess is called, and so are paramedics

• it turns out she's ingested the same kind of poison as the victim, coming from her nail polish

• tommy and tubbo are shaken up, and they go to wil for help

• he decides they need to know the full truth, but he knows that some of the evidence is lost at this point

(and holy shit stay with me here i promise that as out of left field this is the original game made significantly less sense)

• he phones a friend that he knows is the only one that can help them

• karl

• he explains the situation, and karl agrees to help them

• and they fucking time travel

(again, the game makes even less sense i promise)

• they chat with the victim and defendant from seven years beforehand, right after wil was disbarred

• they watch the trial wil got disbarred over, where he defended tubbo's bio father, phil

• and they see a much smaller tubbo hand wil the forged evidence, saying that a kind man told him to give it to the man with the bright blue hamilton suit

• and they watch wil present it, only to be shot down by a much younger ranboo, who proves it's fake

• and they find out tubbo and tommy are bio siblings, which they're shocked about but decide to talk about later (fuck canon tommy and tubbo get to know)

• and they go visit dream in prison

• at this point wil is CONVINCED dream is behind everything, they just need the right evidence

• so they head to the cell, only for it to be empty

• naturally, they start snooping

• wil finds a letter, and opens it to reveal exactly what they need to win the case

• but before they can leave, dream, equipped with a smiley mask, stops them

• they exchange a few words before they leave, letterless

• luckily, wil has a trick up his sleeve, and reveals that his crown pin has a built in camera

• they examine the contents of the letter, and wil hastily makes a replica, and they head off to the trial

• since they're experimenting with the jurist system for the first time, they can't afford to wait for the defendant to heal, so they proceed

• they call dream to the stand

• they grill him for quite a while, with the help of ranboo who refuses to protect his brother, getting him to show his true colors, and then pull out the letter

• and he says that it's a fake, which the judge unfortunately agrees with

• so they don't have their evidence

• and even though they've shown pretty much everything and dream had practically admitted to bring a murderous bastard and the one who gave tubbo the fake to give to wil

• they don't have enough to convince a judge

• tommy and tubbo are crushed

• but wil is happy

• because they don't have to convince a judge

• they have to convince a jury

• and they win

• dream shatters along with his mask, going completely off the deep end

• their client is safe, and so is wil

• kristin also reveals to wil that she's tommy and tubbo's bio mom, saying that she'll tell them when she's really

• so things come to a close

• for now, anyway

so yeah, thats AJ but dsmp, to anyone who didn't play the game, i'm so sorry this makes no sense, and to anyone who did, you're cool as hell can we be moots 👉👈

#i could do dd but i won't bc i hate dd #dream smp #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #tubbo #tubbolive #wilbursoot #clingy duo #dreamwastaken #ph1lza #mcyt #ranboo #technoblade #sleepy bois inc #loyal duo #allium duo #bee duo #bench trio

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ohnoiyo-yoyle · 3 years

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TPOT 1 SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!!!!!

So! First off, tpot was soooooo goood like oh my gosh I didn't expect it to be that good and the intro was SO well animated and the character interactions and just aaaaaaahhhhh!!! Okay, maybe I'm overhyping it a bit but that's just how I feel. TPOT reignited that spark for BFB that was starting to kinda fade for me. Since Battle for BFB is more comedy based and silly I was starting to get a little bored with it, so it's nice to finally get started on a more, I guess serious? show that focuses on character interactions/relationships and development/arcs and all that. But anyways, ONTO THE HIGHLIGHTS!!!

So time passes in the bfdi world the same way as it does in ours. Good to know

Happy Flower

2 is a cryptid confirmed. Always there, always watching

Oh!! The Yoyle Needy is like, fallen over. Along with part of the mountain

How did that happen???^^^

“It’s time for Cake at Stake!” “What?” “I SAID IT’S TIME FOR CAKE AT STAKE!!!” “Get them up for me Nickel!!” “Huh?”

WOO NEW CONTESTANT YESSSS!!!!

OH!! THE ORIGINAL CAKE AT STAKE INTRO IS BACK!!!

I will admit, I will miss the epic™ remix, but it’s also nice to be back with the original! Feels nostalgic!!

The doodles!!! Omg I love them!

THEYRE SO CUTE WHAT THE HECK THEY REMIND ME OF THE REQUEST DRAWINGS WHEN THEY SIGN STUFF

“Oh! Now I remember!” “Good for you” *pauses, looks at camera* “So-”

Purple tomato (toe-mah-o)

Pen being positive and cheering up the newbie

Thanking the voters: Speedrun Edition

“Looks like it’s curtains for......” “Looks like it’s curtains for....” Ō—Ō

“Don’t you trust me Clock?!” “Uh, of course NOT-” “Well prepare to get over it!”

Ah yes, my favorite: Cammy, Blendy, and Onigiri...y....

Pencil >:(

awwww Foldy misses him so much

OH NO TAPEY!!!! I VOTED FOR THEM :((((((

NOOOOO TAGGY NOOOOOOOOOO

Well at the very least Winner won. I’d rather have an actual character be in the game instead of, y’know, nonexisty?

MmM! Tasty

*GASP* PRIME NUMBER!?!?!!!

Anime expression activate =͟͟͞͞(ō_ō)

Waaaiiit a minute....are they gonna

“We’ll have to add someone instead!!” PLEASE DONT GIVE ME FALSE HOPE AND ADD NONEXISTY AMD THEN IGNORE THE CONTESTANT’S PROTESTS OF THERE STILL BEING AN UNEVEN AMOUNT OF PEOPLE JUST FOR THE SAKE OF A JOKE PLEASE DON’T

41 + 0 = 41 OH MY GOSH IT’S ACTUALLY GONNA HAPPEN THEY’RE ACTUALLY GONNA ADD TAGGY

YYEEEEEESSSSSS YEEEEESSSSS YEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMG YEESSSS!!!! THEY ADDED THEM HSJFBSHAKGNFBJK!!!!

They have such a cool gimmick with their face being emoticons and text!!!

At first I thought that Price Tag was a girl and Winner was a boy (based on their voices) and thought “Oh cool! The gender balance stays even then!” But now I know that they’re both non-binary and I’m thinking “Oh cool! The gender balance still stays even AND there are two canon non-binary characters!!!

The bfb/tpot crew really be out here, continuing to give to the lgbt+ community and I am all for that

“I take back all the things I said about Winner while I was down there!” H-honey? What did you say???

“You do equal 1 right?” “I can if you want me to! :D” “*gulp* $1”

Well at least 2 isn’t like the previous hosts where they shove the eliminated contenders into a tiny cramped space and give them sometimes less than the bare necessities. These guys get to chill in what’s pretty much a nice hotel (tho they might be locked in)

“Cool! So you wanna stay on the same team? ‘:D” “No :)” “oh.. okay. :0”

Donut and BarfBag frienship solidarity

W.O.A.H BUNCH RETURN!!!!! W.O.A.H. BUNCH RETURN!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Who the egg is that?”

Oh??!!?!?? Loser backstory?!?!?! In THIS SHOW?!!?!? It’s more likely than you think

Chicken nuggets

Clock is a Loser stan

OH NOOO CAKE NOOOOO

YAYYY CAKE AND NAILY FRIENDSHIP!!!!!

GOLF BALL AND TENNIS BALL FRIENDSHIP!!!! AND SHE EVEN SAID SHE APPRECIATES HIM!!!! THATS SO SWEET!!!!!!

Ha. Balls (as in actual balls. Not whatever you’re thinkin about, ya nasties)

Yay Pen and Eraser friendship!!! They’re finally on the same team!!!

Either you prevent death, or you’re a murderer. There’s no in-between

“Did someone say h8ers?!!!” She sounds like a skater kid

Blocky is no longer with us. We shall miss him greatly

OH NOO BASKETBALL SHE DIDNT MEAN YOU Oh oh well i- there she goes I guess

Two moms and their son

So can they actually see those logo things or what??

Aww Rocky actually wants to be with them!!! And he’s taking initiative!! Way to go buddy!!!

Awww noo Book!!!! She’s trying her best but ultimately, they’re right!!! She needs to leave them be and get some new friends!!!!!

Please don’t tell me she’ll be the next Leafy. But so far she seems to be heading in the right direction

Uhhh Pillow?? What are you doing hun?

Yeah!! Clock and Icy alliance!!

Zigzag crew woo!!!

AWW NO LIGHTNING!!!

“Don’t worry Lightning! You have me!l “I don’t really..want you.” oooooh!!

Epic™

This just.....this ^^^

THEY’RE SO CUTE TOGETHER WTF I LIVE THIS FRIENDSHIP SO FAR

And there was even the little beeping cashier sound when Price Tag changed faces omg I love little details like that!!!

Snowball: Gets owned. Me, @ Naily and Price Tag: Good for them

NO! Marker!!!

Corporate needs you to find the difference between this picture and this picture: An egg and a ball.

Basketball: They’re the same picture

“I thought you were gonna collect me! Ha!” “Ha...haha......ha”

Cloudy’s secretly a kidnapper 0_0

DeathPact be ruining Bottle’s good time and she having non of that

Pillow doesn’t know how to read

The >:3 intensifies

She’s trying.....so hard...to make friends

Yay!! Lightning turning over a new leaf!!

“Well, I’m sure whoever it is, they’re gunna be just f-huueughh....,”

Continues in Part 2!! Which will be out sometime tomorrow cause these things take long to make

#tpot #tpot spoilers #bfb #bfdi #battle for bfdi #battle for dream island #battle for bfb #the power of two #ramble

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bugmomwrites · 4 years

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Animal Crossed Lovers (Tamaki Amajiki)

Alrighty so I haven't put any finished work on here in a hot minute, that’s my bad. ANYWHO my mom got me ACNH as an early birthday gift since my birthday (April 5th) just missed the supposed quarantine cutoff date for our area (7th). I may be be stuck inside while everything’s closed, but hey- at least the island of Escapism hardly rests 😉

(SW-3129-0651-5422)

Tamaki Amajiki x GN! Reader

Tamaki was never one to play video games, but he had to admit there was just something...soothing about Animal Crossing that melted much of his anxiety away. Nejire had initially preordered a copy for his birthday weeks ago, but her friend who worked at the local (s/n) (who he may or may not have been crushing on since their second year after they joined them at lunch one day) was able to pull a couple strings and get it on the fourth of March instead of the twentieth. Of course he had no idea, but he was so stunned when he opened it that it didn’t even occur to him that the game wasn’t even out yet until Mirio had reminded him. He didn’t question it though- his friend group was one wild card after another, so he guessed he shouldn’t have been too surprised.

He was thrilled, and just the fact that no one else had a copy yet made it feel all the more personal. Of course he knew in sixteen days it would be all anybody ever talked about, but for the time being it felt like the game, the little world he had created in the past few days with its gentle music and soft, wholesome theme, was his and his alone. The fact that it was a gift from his friends made it all the more special, and even if he had a hectic day at school he could turn on the console and water pretend flowers on a pretend island, and for those few moments, all was right with the world.

He was pulling weeds to sell to Timmy for bells when his screen pinged in the corner that made his blood run cold.

(Gamertag) is online

Playing: Animal Crossing New Horizons

That’s right, you had friended him on the switch after realizing all his friends had one, and now with a fourth person they could have a full team online. Mirio has suggested everyone exchange codes, and you had taken the liberty of showing him how to punch in the code and adding yourself while he sat there trying not to melt into his seat at how excited you got, or how nice you smelled up close. You had passed it back with a beaming grin, telling him you couldn’t wait to do co-ops. At the time he could only nod, speechless as the rest of his friends made idle chatter until the bell rung, and everyone scurried back to class.

He quickly realized he had left the terminal gate open when he was poking around the various features, learning about what each thing does in game. He tried sprinting to the airport to close the gates, and he made it to the dock before a big green banner flashed across his screen reading “you have a visitor!”

Out of the threshold popped your avatar, and for a moment he was grateful he could hide behind a screen. He wanted to be mad, upset even, that you had wandered onto his digital sanctuary, but couldn’t find it in himself because, then again, it was you.

The Nookphone in the top left corner buzzed to life, and he opened up the chat log with shaky hands. In a cutesy, pastel speech bubble was your message, and he wondered how something that was once so therapeutic to him could do a 180 and suddenly become the source of his anxiety.

G/T: Hello! Sorry to pop in unannounced, I hope you don’t mind^^

Tamaki felt his mouth go dry, reading it in your voice and after steadying his breathing, he painstakingly typed out a response.

Suneater: its ok.

G/T: It’s kinda hard to find others to play with when the game isn’t even released yet >~<

Suneater: Oh?

He should have known it was too good to be true. You were only visiting him because no one else was on yet. He sighed, trying to keep the dread from crawling back in before another note popped up.

G/T: The game doesn’t actually release until the first day of spring, but working at (s/n) has its perks. I saw the trailers and the hype and figured it would be the perfect game for you.

He felt a wave of relief wash over him upon reading that. So he wasn’t the last choice- rather, the game simply wasn’t out to the general public yet. But if that was the case, how did you also get a copy?

Suneater: thats nice of you

G/T: And then a little birdy told me you had a birthday coming up, so since I have a couple connections after I got my copy, I asked my manager if they’d set aside one more.

Suneater: you

Suneater: you were the one who helped get it early?

Boy did he feel stupid now. You worked at (s/n), (as you had literally just mentioned in your previous notes), Nejire got him a game that wasn’t out yet, you guys were all mutual friends- how did he not put two and two together?!

G/T: Yes lol that would be me^ you liking it so far? You picked a good name for the island too.

“Sunshine Island” may have seemed a little cliche to most people, but Tamaki had so many things in his life linked to it that by this point, it was just routine. Mirio was his sun in dark times. His nickname Suneater, even the sunflowers he had received from his parents for his birthday each year was tradition. He knew not everyone would see it the way he did, but to him, it was perfect, and he was definitely chuffed when he thought it up and punched it in for the first time.

To hear you loved it too sent a swell of pride through him, and he wondered if it was possible to love someone as much as he did just then.

Suneater: you really think so?

G/T: Absolutely

And with that, the two of you explored Sunshine Island together, he showed you his tent, the shops, and the little orchard of peaches he had arranged. You were impressed by the amount of detail and care that went into arranging everything, and asked if he’d be willing to help you with your island sometime, to which he obliged.

You guys did some more walking, and he told you to feel free to shake theres and take a couple fruits with you. His native fruit was peaches, and in exchange you dropped a couple of your own fruits from your island on the ground for him to pick up so he could have more variety in his world.

G/T: There’s six different kinds, and each island is assigned one main type of fruit. the more you visit with friends, the more biodiversity you’ll get. Pretty cool right? I have some spare (F/N), and if you take and plant those, they'll grow and multiply!

His avatar hesitantly wandered over to the offering after yours stepped back a little to let him take them. Your generousity was surely appreciated, and even though you couldn't see it, he smiled softly before typing out a new message.

Suneater: Thank you. I’ll go plant those.

The game might have been synced up with real time, even getting darker after a certain hour- yet despite it being outside, neither one of you noticed just how much time had passed between all the bug catching, fishing, exploring and talking. When your screen loaded up a clock that read 2:54 AM, you blinked a few times, as if that would change the reading. But lo and behold, it was going for 3am on a school night, and you knew you both had to get to bed.

G/T: Ah beans its 3am, I gotta get to bed soon. Thanks for letting me hang out on your island, and sorry for keeping you awake >~<

Suneater: don't be sorry, i had a lot of fun. can we play together again sometime?

G/T: Of course! I can't wait to meet up again. Maybe we can visit my island next time? I should have those peaches planted by then, and you can teach me your ways, oh master landscaper.

Tamaki chuckled out loud at that, blushing, as he suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Suneater: That would be nice. Wait here a second.

He scurried off to a patch of flowers he had blooming, and with a shovel, picked up a few in your favorite color before making his way back over and dropping them in front of you.

Suneater: You can start by planting a few of these around your island. It is your favorite color, right?

Now it was your turn to blush as you picked up the (f/c) flowers he dropped in front of you, smiling like a goon at his burst of confidence. How he remembered your favorite color is beyond you, but hey- you weren’t complaining.

G/T: They’re perfect, thank you Tama!

Suneater: You're welcome. I’ll see you tomorrow?

G/N: You know it! Goodnight <3

And on that note you walked down to the airport, his avatar following close behind as if to see you off. It was a simple gesture, but appreciated nonetheless. Both of you powered down your switches for the night before plugging them in, and promptly hopping into your respective beds with racing hearts. It was the perfect end to your digital “date” and you couldn’t wait to log in again.

Thank you for reading! Feedback and reblogs are appreciated. Hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it. The inbox is always open for future ideas, so don’t be afraid to drop in.

Also gonna tag @katsukisprincess cause I mean...Animal Crossing and wholesome Tamaki fluff. ‘Nuff said.

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jinnwenhe · 3 years

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Oh I love your blog already!! If its not too much trouble, could I also get Hop x gn/male reader with prompt 73? 🥺🥺🥺🥺 (Im the same anon that requested the Bede ome btw. I loved that sm ty!!! maybe one day ill come off anon but for now you can just call me 🌻 anon :)))

Used artwork credit here

A/N: Hey!! Im glad you enjoyed the last one! And glad to see you here again, sunflower anon!! Your requests always put me in a whole fluff writing mood, so hopefully, you'll like this one too! Thanks for requesting!

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Zacian gallops your way, returning the ball toy you threw for it to play; it retrieved the toy with full of enthusiasm, eager to play more with you until its hungry and waiting for its meal later. To think that the legendary pokemon who protected Galar would be here, playing fetch with you joyfully as if its a well tamed pet. Oh what are the odds.

You gave the legendary pokemon a pat on its head, not forgetting to gently ruffle its fur too afterwards as you took the ball from its mouth; giving out praises as you do, in which Zacian replied with a cheerful howl— you could never get enough of how adorable Zacian is, even if its capable of banishing The Darkest Day with it's partner, that doesn't reduce the cuteness level it has.

As you were about to throw the ball again, Zamazenta came rushing your way, followed by a laughing Hop who seemed like he was playing tag with the said legendary pokemon.

The sight infront of you surely is contagious, filled with laughter and glee which made you laugh too at it's silliness. Zacian seemed like it's enjoying the camping time with it's partner, and it didn't mind Hop's presence too. All is well. Its rare to have a time where you're able to camp together with your bestie like this, out in the open wild

Being the champion sure has it disadvantages; much less time for your bestfriends, casual talks, and all of that. Most of it are only filled by interviews, interviews, and even more interviews. No one ever said being the champion was easy, and you expected nothing less— no wonder Leon seemed like he's really busy and not able to stay in one place for just a second, not to mention his terrible sense of direction that only makes him lost easily. Its probably caused by a lot of thoughts in his head, therefore mini amnesia.

"Zacian!!"

Hop called out while Zacian was playing with Zamazenta. This made the legendary pokemon look up and tilted it's head a bit in confusion before finally walking to the boy who called it. Apparently Hop has something in mind, and it seems like he's been wanting to try this for awhile now.

"Easy boy"

He tangled his hands in Zacian's heavy fur, acting like he's massaging the pokemon, only to move his hands to Zacian's neck and beginning to scratch it, waiting for a reaction from the said legendary pokemon. Zacian stands tall before him, slowly starting to enjoy Hop's tiny gesture of affection by scratching the area of it's neck. Not long, Zacian lets out another happily satisfied howl, followed by a big grin appearing on your bestfriend's face. It really didn't take much for Hop to be happy, just seeing your pokemon enjoying his effort and affection is enough, it seems.

You then walked to a nearby small rock, sitting down on it as you watched your legendary pokemon have a bonding time with your bestfriend from afar. Its nice to have one day of quality time with with people you held dear to you, and of course, your beloved pokemon.

Zamazenta seems like it was quite lonely though, so you decided to call it to you in order to make it feel not left out. Zamazenta happily obliges and walks to you in a calm pace; you opened your arms, urging for it to hug you or nuzzle onto you as it came close to you, in which, it did nuzzle to your face and booped your cheek as an act of affection and respect for you. Zamazenta realises that you're Hop's bestfriend— someone important to it's trainer, therefore it should show the same respect it has shown for it's trainer, possibly even more.

"Look at youuuu" you cooed as you buried your face in the Shield-like legendary pokemon's mane, it was quite thick and warm, it's fur brings warmth and a sense of protection; somehow the vibes you're getting from Zamazenta is similiar to Hop's vibes. Warm, and you feel safe whenever he's around. I guess the trainer's personality reflects on their pokemon, huh?

Aside from that, you pulled away from the said pokemon, giving it a fuzzy ruffle one last time before letting it rest it's head on your lap, taking a short and quick nap. Oh arceus, Zamazenta is adorable, and the fact that it's resting it's head on your lap right now, it means that you cant move or else you'll wake it up.

You carefully ran your fingers through its fur, combing your way through as you feel it snoring lightly on your lap, indicating that its finally letting it guard down around you and take a rest. Still, you couldn't move at all, you dont want to wake it up, it would be a horrible thing to do if you indeed woke it up— you're not gonna lie though, half asleep Zamazenta probably would be twice adorable, just like your own legendary, Zacian.

Time passes by as you hummed, going through your rotom phone while your other hand kept patting the legendary pokemon's head. The area surrounding you has became quiet too, and it makes you wonder. Where is Hop and Zacian? You didn't hear their joyful interactions anymore.

Ah oh well, if Hop is lost, you have his pokemon with you, you could politely ask it to help you search for it's trainer. You continued scrolling through your phone as you enjoyed the sound of rustling on the grass... or so you thought.

Before you could react, Hop surprised you with a backhug followed a shout-whisper "Gotcha!". His arms wrapped around your torso carefully, noticing that Zamazenta is vast asleep on your lap— though it didn't stop him from his mischievous thoughts of teasing you, like always.

His fingers began trailing up and down on your sides, treading it lightly that made you feel a little bit ticklish, resulting in you trying your hardest not to flinch or make any small movements that could possibly wake the sleeping pokemon.

You held back your laughter as one hand was covered your lips, other hand placed on top of one Hop's hand, gripping it lightly as an act of telling him to stop.

With that, Hop's eyes widened, twinkling with amusement before turning back into a mischievous look, lips curling into his usual happy-go-lucky smile.

"Oh, are you ticklish?"

Oh no. Nope, no way in hell you'd admit that— not that you could anyways, you were in a state where any word that manages to slip out your of lips would be fatal, by fatal i mean that it would make Zamazenta wake up from it's slumber. And you dont want that.

Hop should've known that you're ticklish since you two were toddlers. Maybe he had forgotten it, you're grateful if he did, but this was not the best timing for him to be doing this to you— can he not see his pokemon is sleeping??? What kind of a cruel trainer would do this???

Back to reality, his fingers kept digging on your ticklish spot, which made you curl forward, holding back your laughter and hoping to Arceus that you wont slip.

You could hear hop snickering behind you as he's determined to make you lose your control and laugh freely, and he's gonna give all of it to make that happen, until that is, Zacian ambushed him from the side, making him tumble to the grass below him as your legendary pokemon held him down, in an act of saving you.

Your fingers wiped the tears thats threatening to slide down your cheeks, turning your head to the side only to see your bestfriend being held down by your trustworthy companion. This made your mouth turn into an O-shape as you gave it a thumbs up, thanking it for saving your dear life, and Zamazenta's beauty sleep, of course.

"Gah!! Zacian!!" Hop struggled under Zacian's powerful stare; it looked down on Hop as if it was telling Hop to back off and not bother it's trainer anymore. Hop got it's message clearly and smiled apologetically, followed by a small chuckle before Zacian finally lets him go, still watching him carefully from afar incase you're being tortured by his tickling again.

A huff slipped past your lips as the pokemon on your lap shifts; lifting it's head slowly and looked at you drowsily. "Avenge me later, Zamazenta" you muttered with a chuckle, but Zamazenta seems like it didn't understand what you were saying, nonetheless, probably Zacian will explain it later, in their... legendary ways, and if you're lucky enough, Zamazenta would really avenge you.

You changed your direction to where Hop was. He was dusting off his shirt, fixing his hair until he noticed our gaze on him. "C'mere!!" You stood up carefully as Zamazenta followed your move, you're gonna get back at him right now, just incase Zamazenta doesn't avenge you.

Lucky for you, Hop is also ticklish, so two could play this game.

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lovelymaybankk · 4 years

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agatha - jj maybank

req. - reader x JJ where he goes to her house because she’s scared of agatha and she admits her feeling cause she thinks she’s gonna die

a/n - hi im soft for this yeahhh. in this y/n is a pogue but like,,, a more rich one yk not full kook but not full pogue. comfortable

w/c - 1.538

tw - hurricanes, swears

y/n sat in the living room, blanket wrapped around her body as the weather outside picked up. hurricane agatha was set to hit the island in the span of less than an hour. y/n glanced out the window, worry set on her face. of all times that her family wasn’t home, it was during a huge hurricane. so, y/n did the only thing she could think of. call her best friend. one of her bestfriends, atleast. her hand shakily reached over the table, hoping to reach him before the weather got too bad and before the power lines went down.

y/n dialed his number, which she knew by heart, pressing the call button and holding the phone to her ear. it rang a number of times, before she finally heard a loud “hello?” from the other side of the line.

“hi, jj.” y/n sighed at the sound of his voice, hand going to her chest in relief. he hummed, the phone clicking for a minute before he spoke again.

“what’s up?” jj’s voice was muffled, obviously stepping away as he spoke.

“um, are you busy?” y/n asked, biting the inside of her cheek. she didn’t want to seem like a little kid, scared of the storm, but then again this was a hurricane. she was scared of rain alone, and the thought of experiencing her first tropical storm alone made the girl shake at the thought.

jj thought for a moment, looking around the chateau. “no, why?” he leaned back in his seat, legs crossing.

“i’m, um,” the girl stuttered over her words. “come over?” she finally managed to get over, sitting in awkward silence with jj before he finally spoke up.

“on my way.” jj ended the call, standing quickly. he went to his (unofficial) room, grabbing the bag that held his clothes and money (which wasn’t much, to be honest). he left the room as fast as he entered, “john b i’m headed out.” he yelled, not waiting for an answer and leaving the house to get on his bike before the rain had gotten any worse.

by the time jj made it to the edge of the cut, he took the sharpest turn to reach y/ns house. mud sprayed onto his leg, making the boy grimace. rain poured onto jj, his normally fluffy blonde hair now stuck to his forehead. the bike sputtered to a stop, jj rushing to the doorstep. he fondled with the handle for a good minute, finally pushing the door open and scaring the shit out of y/n.

the radio played quietly, y/n sitting on the floor still. but now, there was a bowl of chocolate in front of her. she rushed up quickly, leading the boy through her house to the bathroom. she made a mental note that, if she survived the hurricane, to clean up the mess. in the bathroom, jj changed clothes and left the old, wet ones in the bathtub.

“so, whats the reason i’m here?” jj questioned, the two now lounging lazily on the couch. y/n shrugged, staying silent. she bit at her nails, legs crossed over jj’s. “no reason? really?” he tugged at the strings of the sweatshirt he wore, looking up at y/n with a quizzical look on his face.

“none, jj. okay?” y/n huffed, pulling her legs to herself and cuddling up on herself. there was a flash of lightning outside, alarming the girl and making her jump. like, actually jump. her eyes were wide, and jj put the pieces together.

“you scared?” it came out teasingly, but it wasn’t supposed to. jj had a smug look on his face, and y/n shook her head quickly.

“no. fuck you,” y/n shook her head more, arms crossing over her chest now. she pulled the blanket she wore earlier over her legs, hiding more in herself.

jj wasn’t convinced, but he didn’t pry anymore. another flash of lighting made a small yelp come from y/n hands covering her ears quickly. she looked fucking terrified. jj felt bad for a moment, but he also didn’t know what to do. he pulled his legs under him, pulling y/n awkwardly close.

y/n’s heartbeat sped up at the feeling of being cuddled up against the boy she’s loved for so long. but, like she said earlier, they were only best friends. because y/n was convinced he’d never date somebody like her. forgetting what was happening outside, y/n let out a sigh of relief before another clap of lightning came and thunder followed.

jj held y/n close, rubbing her back as he felt his shirt start to get wet where the girls eyes were. he cooed softly, trying to not make too much noise and scare the living shit out of the girl. rain came pattering loudly on the window, trees moving at a fast speed with the ridiculous wind.

a snap came from outside, then a thud. the two didn’t move from how they were sitting. jj looked out the window, which was a distance away. he could see the tree that normally stood in front the the y/l/n home had been snapped and was now laying on its side in the road. y/n looked up once the boy stopped rubbing her back, looking out the window. that tree held many memories for the two, like where they accidentally shared their first kiss together (they ran headfirst into each other during a game of tag many years ago), or when y/n was sobbing because her date for the 8th grade dance blew her off.

y/n let out a sob, her body shaking as she used her hand to cover her mouth. she fell into jj again, the boy getting out of his trance and hugging her softly. “it’s okay,” he cooed, voice smooth as he tried to suppress her tears. she shook her head, many thoughts playing through her mind.

“jj, are we gonna die?” y/n asked suddenly, voice cracking. she stayed cuddled close to him.

jj stayed silent. he didn’t know. anything could happen. “no.” he said quietly after a moment, his thumb tracing circles into her lower back. he didn’t want to freak out the poor girl anymore.

“if we do..” y/n started, rubbing her eye and smudging the mascara she wore.

“don’t say that.” jj muttered, pulling the girl away from his chest. she whined, but didn’t protest.

“if we do. don’t cut me off,” y/n stopped him before he could talk, “i have something to say,” she sighed. in her heart she knew that they weren’t gonna die. but her head was saying she was going to. or jj was going to. she couldn’t let that happen without saying anything.

“jj, i..” y/n sighed again, her chest and shoulders suddenly feeling heavy. they were weighed down, wanting to tell him but scared of rejection. “i like you. i always have, ever since.. jeez. fifth grade?” she let out a sad chuckle. “when we accidentally kissed when we were young,” this made them both laugh, tears being brushed from under her eyes from the older. “to when you first got rejected.”

“it wasn’t rejection-” jj went to protest, but y/n ignored him.

“remember when we met kie? i for sure thought you liked her but pope convinced me you didn’t but i just.. couldn’t tell you.”

“y/n, stop it! he likes you!” pope scolded y/n, as the girl laid stomach up on her bed.

“they like, eye fuck eachother.” y/n snarled at the thought of jj dating somebody that just wasn’t her. “i swear.” she shrugged, eyes brimming with tears. “they’re so close-”

“dude. y/n, you’re so stupid. he’s always trying to impress you. not kie, not a touron, you. you always looks at you for permission for everything. when rafe comes around, who does jj just always protect?”

“im scared. what if.. i don’t know.”

“tell him.”

“it’s always been you.” y/n muttered, pulling away from jj to cover her red face.

“really?” jj was shocked to say the least, i mean. come on. dude’s in jail most the time.

“yeah.” y/n chuckled, looking at jj. a clap of lightning came but for once, she ignored it. she was focused on jj. nothing else.

“well, thats gonna make this even better now.” jj grinned, grabbing her by sides of her face and pulling her close to press a kiss to her lips.

it was sweet, pulling away quickly.

“so like.. whats up now? with us?” jj asked quietly, barely over the sound of the rain. one hand moved from her cheek to her thigh, his cold palm pressed to her warm inner thigh. she shivered a little, smiling softly.

“can we like. be a thing?” y/n spoke at the same tone, also staying quiet. ruining the moment, there was a clap of lightning. she flung into the boys arms, shaking again. but she wasn’t as scared anymore. they both smiled, cuddling into each other and staying silent.

“now that we’re dating can we fuck?”

“jj what the fuck?”

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brelione · 4 years

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Friends (Kelce X Reader)

12 and 52 for Kelce? A fellow Kelce hoe!!!We love to see it 😊

You and Kelce had always been pretty close.He had met you at the bookstore.You worked as a cashier.You didnt need to work,of course,you came from a rich family but it made you feel happy and gave you something to do on otherwise boring days.He had come in with Topper the August before freshman year,hunting for the summer reading books that they most definitely didnt want to read.Kelce had been practically drooling over you since the pair walked in,glancing to your nametag and smiling to himself.

Topper kept smacking his arm,urging him to talk to you.That day he had got your phone number,texting you to ask you about yourself.Neither of you knew what that day at the bookstore would lead up to.Mindless flirting lead to deep conversations,complains about school and home life.He’d ask to hang out,going to the gas station to buy shitty snacks and sit on the beach,drinking iced coffee and mocking the seagulls.

He had intended to make you his girl but ended up finding something else within you,a best friend.You had always wanted a best friend like him,one that would let you hug him as much as you wanted,steal his t shirts and complain about period pains.He’d facetime you every night while he played video games to ask you about your day and would stay on the phone with you until you fell asleep if you were anxious.

You two sat in your backyard,rolling a half inflated beach ball back and forth. “I dont even know,Kel.It’s like they dont care about me and I dont even know what to do anymore.It not like they’re ever around,they just leave me here.”You complained.He nodded,not bothering to roll the ball back to you.Instead he leaned forward,knocking you backwards and wrapping his arms around your waist,his head on your stomach.

“I can sleepover whenever you want,you know.”He sighed.You nodded,your hand falling onto his chest,letting him take it. “You wanna get slushies?”He asked.You grinned,sitting up and pushing the boy off you. “always.”You answered,running inside to get your keys before the two of you got in the car. “Its so hot in here.”He grumbled,turning on the air conditioning. “Uh,yeah,cause youre in here.”You grinned,backing out of the driveway. “Hey,theres a boneyard happening later tonight.You wanna go?”He asked.

You shook your head,turning around a corner and pulling into the Cumberland Farms parking lot. “You know I dont like parties.”You sighed,unbuckling your seatbelt and getting out of the car. “You never go to parties,it could be fun.”He frowned.You shrugged,grabbing a plastic cup and filling it with cotton candy slushie. “How do you drink that?Its like way to sweet.”He spoke in disgust as he filled his cup with cola slushied.

You rolled your eyes,pressing a lid on and grabbing yourself a straw. “You dont need to degrade it because its not your type,Kelce.This is why slushies have self confidence issues.”You huffed,taking a sip of the cold blue drink. He chuckled,pulling the hood of your jacket,kissing the top of your head.You two sat in the Cumberland Farms parking lot for a while,stabbing the ice chunks with the end of your straw as he tried to convince you to attend the party.

“You and Topper and Rafe will start trouble,I dont wanna be there when the cops show up.”You sighed quietly,sipping your slushie.He leaned his elbow on the armrest,letting his head rest on his palm. “If I promise to be good for the night will you go?”He asked.You huffed,turning down your radio and turning to look at him. “When have you ever behaved?Ever?”You asked.He pouted. “I’ll behave for you.”He answered.You ignored him,backing out of the parking lot and beginning your drive home.

“Why wont you go to just one party?”He asked,seeming annoyed. “Because im not getting involved in all that shit.You act like Rafe’s not a fucking drug addict,im not gonna get peer pressured into snorting coke.”You shot him a glare.He grumbled something,looking out the window. “Fine,you dont have to go.”He finally answered.

“Where’s (Y/N)?”Topper asked.Kelce sighed,closing the car door. “She’s not coming,too stressed about drugs and shit.”He answered.Rafe rolled his eyes,driving quickly to The Cut. “Of course she is.I dont get why you cant just drop her already.��Rafe sighed,the car shaking from the bumps and potholes. “He cant drop her because he’s in love with her,hes just too ignorant to admit it.”Topper chuckled,scrolling through his phone.Rafe raised his eyebrows,looking over to Kelce in the backseat. “Is that true?”He asked.Kelce simply shrugged,not even trying to fight the statement.

It wasnt until one in the morning that Kelce realized how much he regretted coming to this party.He had stayed isolated,thinking about how much more fun he would be having if he had slept over your house to bake shitty cake from boxed mix and watch The Office.Topper had completely disappeared somewhere in the crowd and he hadnt even bothered keeping an eye on Rafe.He took his phone from his pocket,texting you to ask what you were doing and how you were.

He almost wanted to cry,realizing just how difficult it was to be somewhere without you.He walked further down the beach to a spot where he could call you without the music interfering. “What’s up?”You asked,sounding tired.He huffed,looking out to the ocean. “Can you pick me up?”He asked.

It only took you ten minutes to get there,parked outside an abandoned house.Kelce had followed the location that you sent him,getting into your air conditioned car. “What happened?”You asked,driving down the rough pavement.He shrugged,leaning back in his seat. “I realized that I wasn't in a party mood.”He answered.You didn't ask any further questions.He must've dozed off because when he woke up again you had opened the car door for him,unbuckling his seatbelt and telling him that you were back at the house.

He followed you tiredly,throwing himself onto your couch. “Did you eat?”You asked.Now that he could see you properly,the bright light of your kitchen hitting you he could see that you were wearing a zip up hoodie that was a bit to big for you.It was over a tube top and sweatpants,meaning that you had got up straight from your nap to go get him. “Is that mine?”He asked,pointing to the hoodie.

“Its mine now,bitch.”You answered,going to grab a box of oreos.You sat down next to him,handing him the box. “So quick question.”He peeled back the plastic,twisting off one of the chocolate cookies. “shoot.”You replied,turning on your tv. “So like...hypothetically what would your reaction be if I told you that I see you as more than a friend?”He asked.You stayed quiet for a second,eyes glued to the television. “What?”You asked.He sighed,his heart beating and his knees feeling weak even though he was sitting.

“Friends….Friends don't look at each other the way we do.”He answered,watching your facial expressions.You bit down on your tongue,placing the remote on your leg. “Are you serious right now?”You asked.He nodded,still staring at you.You bit down on your lip,looking down at the couch cushion before looking back up at him. “Are you fucking with me?”You asked.He shook his head.

“You think I asked for your number at the bookstore because I wanted to be friends?No.I asked because I liked the way your face lit up when you were watching vine compilations on your phone and I wanted to watch them with you.I asked for you number because I thought-because I knew that you were different.”He looked right into your eyes,waiting for your reaction. “So this whole time….”You trailed off,watching him nod.

“Things wouldve been so much easier if you said this last year,dude.”You giggled,shaking your head as you split an oreo in half.His eyebrows raised,trying to figure out what you meant. “What?”He asked.You grinned,eating half of the oreo. “Im just saying that you’re clueless as fuck.Ooh we should watch Clueless,thats such an iconic movie.But yeah,no i’ve liked you for a while now you just suck at taking hints.”You smiled at his confused expression,leaning into his chest.

@outerbongs @copper-boom @httpstarkey

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too-much-sunshine · 3 years

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Fangs for the Hospitality

Chapter 5

Summary: After Roman leaves his family reunion mad at Remus, his car breaks down. The huge snow storm forces him into the forest hes always been told to stay away from. Who will he meet? And why are they being so nice? Most importantly, why are his teeth so sharp?

A/N: My self-indulgent magic/vampire fic! Let me know if I need to tag something or you wanna be tagged!

Relationship: Familial DAM, Eventual Roceit, Eventual Intrulogical

Warnings (per chapter): Some Panicky thoughts from Roman, mention of late parents, reference to homophobia/transphobia (Romans family just sucks),

Catch up!: Master list, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4

Word Count: 3241

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Roman opened his eyes to light shining in his face. It wasn't extremely unpleasant since it was warm, but his eyes burning was something he didn't want to continue. He rolled to the side of the bed and faced a...fireplace? Oh yeah...He was in a random person's house...after almost freezing to death..in the middle of a scary forest…

‘If I wasn't terrified, I’d make the joke that Remus would be so jealous.’ Roman thought as he slowly sat up in the bed. It seems the person he'd met last night was right about sleeping to gain strength back. He could actually use his arms now.

Sitting up he realized the room looked very different in the light of the day then in the dark of night. It was very nicely put together. The walls were a nice pale yellow with the beams in the ceiling exposed to show the nice dark lacquer. The furniture of the room matched the dark coloring of the exposed wood with some red and gold accents as well. The room looked regal, and expensive, dramatic even. Roman felt a bit out of place.

Roman closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He took a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth. He still felt a bit out of his wits, but he was starting to calm down a bit in the quiet of the morning.

“Hello!!” A loud voice said from his right.

This caused Roman to startle so bad he was within inches of falling off the bed. Most of the sense of calmness he worked up immediately was lost in a matter of seconds. Roman brought his hand up to his rapidly beating heart as he took gulping breaths in.

“Oh no! Don’t worry! I’m not here to hurt you! I just wanted to say hi and actually meet you! You kinda died last time we met and I just wanted to make sure you are okay! Daddy says you just got really really cold and when I’m really cold I like warm hugs but I’ve been told that I’m supposed to ask people if they want a hug first but I couldn't ask you because you fell asleep.” The child took a deep breath since they had not since they started speaking.

Roman took a long moment to catch up to what the child had said. They just spoke so fast with such expressiveness Roman couldn't keep up. Let alone he was sure this room was empty not a minute before the child had spoken.

The child stood in the corner of the room with an amazingly bright smile. They rocked back a forth on their heels making their curly brown hair bounce around with them. The child was wearing light blue overall with a pastel yellow shirt that had white flowers embroidered on it. They looked to be around 8 years old and if Roman remembered correctly this was the kid that opened the door last night. Did he ever get their name? He couldn't remember.

Roman realized that the child was waiting for an answer to their question. Their question to….Oh! Hug Roman. They wanted a hug. From Roman? And he doesn't even remember the kids name. But the longer Roman took to answer the more the kid was looking dejected. Panicking, Roman answered them.

“Umm. I...Suppose?” Roman slowly opened his arms.

The child's face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning and climbed up the bed. The speed at which this child climbed up to him surprised Roman a little. They crawled into Romans arms and burrowed their face into Romans chest. Roman sat frozen for a long minute, then slowly lowered his arms around the small child.

For someone so small, they were quite warm. Roman couldn't remember the last time he had had a real hug. Distantly he thought about how it was kind of sad that the first hug he could remember was from a child that he didn't even know the name of. But he pushed that thought aside and squeezed the small child a little tighter.

He was very surprised at how trusting this child was. He was basically a stranger to this kid and yet they were so...comfortable around him. He had never met someone so trusting, even for a child.

“You know there's a spell on your door, right?” The child spoke suddenly, interrupting Romans thoughts and still huddled close.

“Oh there is, is there? How so?” Roman smirked. He missed the whimsical way children would speak. This one must have a big imagination. Much like Roman did when he was their age.

“You can’t see it? Look!” The child turned and shuffled so he was still close to Roman, but was now seated at his side under his arm.

They then pointed at the door and looked up at Roman with big, excited eyes.

“Look at the door! There's a yellow outline around it! That means daddy put a spell on it!” The child smiled brightly, then suddenly it turned into a childish pout. “I don’t know what it is though. I haven't been able to find out cause I’m not good at magic.” They huffed as they crossed their arms.

“Aww hey bud don’t say that! I’m sure you’ll get better. You just need some practice is all! Do you have a wand or something? Maybe I can help you!” Roman replied, smiling at the kid. Their eyes started to shine with unbridled excitement.

“You know magic!?” They asked, jumping off the bed.

“Of course I do! I’m a Prince after all! All princes know magic in some way! I just haven't practiced in a long time so forgive me if I’m a bit rusty.” Roman said with a smile as he also finally got out of bed. He got to his feet just fine, though he still felt a little weak. Though it was something he could easily brush off, the room was spinning a bit. But he had a child to entertain! And playing pretend was Romans favorite game. Roman took a deep breath and pushed past his slight weakness.

Roman walked to stand near the kid at the foot of the bed.

“Now! Where is this wand of yours?” He asked the excitable child.

“Oh, I don’t have one! Dad said that I draw my magic from the earth and stuff. So anything thats alive I can draw my power from!” They said with a big toothy grin, striking a power pose.

“Wow that's really cool! You must have been doing this magic stuff for a long time to know so much.” Roman praised. He would admit that was quite detailed for a child. But being this far out in the woods he's sure he could come up with some expensive magic lore as well.

“Well yea,” the child said, “Dad said I was born a witch!”

Roman continued to smile and nod even though he didn't quite understand. The person he talked to last night seemed quite nice. Definitely not the type to call their child a witch from birth. Though that's a pretty small insult so the child most likely didn't understand. He supposed he didn't actually know the person… Maybe he wasn't as kind as he had originally thought.

Roman thought it best to continue to play along with the child. They seemed to be having fun and Roman had to admit that he was also getting a bit into the game of make-believe. “Well that is really cool! I myself was born a Prince as you were born a witch. But not too long ago an evil woman tried to take away my title! So I ran away to live on my own and chose to keep my name as Prince Roman.” As Roman told his short tale the child listened with rapt attention.

“Woooww! That's amazing you must be so stroongg!! That lady must be so mean! I’m gonna beat her up for you!” They brought their fists up to show their...lack luster strength. But Roman appreciated the sentiment.

“That's okay kid. I don’t think I’m gonna see her again. I don’t want to go back there anymore anyway. Now! Let's do some magic! Show what you can do!”

“Okay!” They said. “But…” The child got really close to Roman and pulled him down by the sleeve to whisper in his ear. “Don’t tell my dad. He doesn’t like when I do magic in the house when he can’t watch.”

Roman smiled at the new seriousness that the child took on. Roman mimicked the same eer a well.

“You have a Prince's honor.” Roman said as he raised his right arm.

The kid gave him a once over. Seemingly finding what they were looking for, they took a step back and closed their eyes.They took several deep breaths and held their hands palm up in front of themself. While continuing to breath, they started to sway a bit.

Roman continued watching closely to see how long this kid was gonna commit to the whole ‘I can do magic’ thing. He was waiting for something small to happen, like a creek in the floorboards or a sudden draft, to blame on the kid. He would of course hype it up to say they moved a mountain or caused an incoming storm.

But before either of them even had a chance to speak up, heavy footsteps could be heard bounding toward the closed door. The door banged open hitting the wall, which caused Roman to jump. In the doorway to reveal a less than pleased looking Janus with a small child poised on their hip.

They paused at the door seeing that Roman was out of bed and standing next to the foot of the bed. His son was in the center of the room, doing his deep breathing exercise he had taught him to help manage his magic. Looks like he showed up just in time.

Roman stood frozen, starting at the person in the doorway. Were they the same person that he had met last night? They looked so much different in the light of the day. The slim, yet on the shorter side. They had dark black curly hair mostly covered by their circular black hat. They were wearing a yellow turtleneck sweater tucked into black high waisted pinstripe pants.

The small child they were holding was hiding their face in the sweater. They were wearing a small purple beanie that covered their black hair. The scared child was holding a stuffed toy of the cartoon animal Stitch so tight his tiny knuckles were white. They couldn't have been any older than 3 years old.

Janus finished assessing the scene in front of him and finally spoke up, addressing his child.

“Patton dear, what have I told you about magic without my knowledge?” Janus asked, slightly bouncing the toddler.

“To not do it in the house…” Patton said, hanging his head.

Janus sighed. “It's okay honey. Just want to make sure you're safe while...playing.” He said the last word slowly, while looking directly at Roman.

“But dad! He said he's a Prince! And that he knows magic as well! He was going to help me learn to control my magic more and then I was going to help him beat up some old lady who tried to make him not be a Prince!” They said looking back and forth between Roman and Janus. All previous shame gone in an instant.

“Is he now?” Janus inquired. “Well here I was treating you like a normal person.” Janus looked over Roman, who looked very uncomfortable, and bowed deeply. The child on his hip started to giggle, peeking their eyes out. “Now, your highness I promised you breakfast this morning but since you are already up you can join the rest of us at our table? I can guarantee it won’t be as grand as you are used too, but I’m sure we can work something out.” He grabbed the child that was on his hip under their arms and placed them by his feet. “Patton dear, can you take your little brother to the dining room and set up a bit? Breakfast will be done shortly and I wish to speak with the Prince.”

“Okay daddy! Let's go Virgey! I pour you some juice and then we can color!” Patton grabbed the little child's hand as skipped out of the room. If Roman would have looked any closer he might have seen the door glow a faint yellow for a second, before the color faded away.

Janus watched his kids leave the room with a small smile on his face. After they were completely out of earshot Janus turned fully to Roman.

“So. A Prince you say?” Janus asked.

Roman was extremely uncomfortable. He felt like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Yet there was really no reason to feel this way. He just… did when people talked to him. He always just assumes he's in trouble. He decided though that the truth is the best course of action here.

“Haha yeah no not really. Patton just seemed really into the whole magic thing so I thought I’d play along. They are very sweet…”

“They?” Janus asked, raising an eyebrow. It was off topic from where he wanted to go in his questioning, but his curiosity caused him to pose the question anyway.

Roman froze. Did he fuck up again? He shouldn't have let the slip when he didn't know how tolerant these people were. They were as close as you could be to living under a rock. They were so far in the forest.

Then again maybe they would be cool with it? It's not like Roman knew the gender of any of the people here so he just… Didn’t want to assume anything.

But that excuse did not work in his family. When he said that before he had gotten a long lecture from just about everyone in his family. It was like they all took turns, repeating the exact same ignorant shit. He remembers leaving that specific Christmas party and just crying alone in his apartment. That was not a good night.

Roman was so lost in thought he didn't even realize when Janus took a few steps closer to him. Shaking his head slightly to clear his thoughts Roman looked back up to Janus. He took a deep breath and hid his slightly shaking hands behind his back. He decided he might as well try and explain the truth again.

“I...I didn't want to assume any of your genders and none of you explicitly told me. I didn't want to be rude.” Roman said not directly looking at Janus.

Janus was largely taken aback. He was not expecting the stranger to be so...considerate. Janus looked the stranger up and down, searching for any sign he was lying to him. Finding nothing that could condemn him as such he decidedly spoke instead.

“Well that's very kind of you. I myself go by he/him. Both my sons do for now, but they are welcome to say otherwise whenever, or if ever, they wish. You?” Janus asked slowly.

“Umm… He/him as well…” Roman answered in a slightly shocked state. He never in a million years thought that Janus would be so chill about it all. It was such a stark reaction to everyone he had ever talked to about these things. Except the one person at the theater he had met, they were very chill since they were nonbinary. Roman had learned a lot from them.

But even if Janus was chill now, Roman still felt that everyone had a limit. So maybe he should just say he only used he/him and grin and bare it for now.

“Mhmm,” Janus hummed, “Okay, now that that's out of the way, I would like to know when my son came into the room? I happened to be taking Virgil to the kitchen when I heard Pat from outside the door. How long had he been here?”

Janus seemed slightly concerned, and Roman only had a few guesses why. Most of which included leaving a child with a random stranger that they had only met last night. But once he started to think about it, he knew when Patton scared him, but not how he came in. Surly Roman would have seen the door open; it faced the bed. Roman took a few steps back till he took a seat on the bed.

“To be honest I don’t quite remember when he got in here. I didn't see him come in, only when he scared the beegeebies out of me when he said hi. So maybe only about 20 minutes? I’m sorry. I understand why you wouldn't want me around your kids. I don't know you and you don’t know me. Sorry I randomly showed up at your door. Pat and I didn't do much, just played a bit of pretend before you showed up. Oh and he also wanted a hug when he first showed up. Sorry if you didn't want me too but he just looked like he would cry if I said no and I didnt want that so he crawled on the bed and we talked about magic for a bit.” Roman said, speeding toward the because he was running out of breath. He was also getting a bit anxious at the way Janus was just staring at him.

Janus was more interested in the fact that they talked about magic more than he was that Patton had hugged him. Pat was a very touchy child. His biological parents were very giving when it came to physical affection, so Patton was very used to it when he was taken in by Janus. Janus had to get used to Patton just running and hugging him. It had taken quite a while to teach him to ask first.

“Oh you talked about magic? What did Pat say?” Janus inquired.

Roman was a bit confused at the path the questions were taking. But not wanting to upset Janus anymore then he assumed he already had, Roman answered anyway.

“Umm.. Ye-yea. He told me the door had a spell on it and told me that he's bad at magic. And I’m never one to turn down a kid's wild imagination so I entertained him a bit. I told him that I would help him practice since I’m a magic Prince. You showed up right before he showed me any of his magic tricks though. I was just playing along with him, not trying to lie.”

Janus sighed and nodded his head. He looked around the room seemingly trying to find something to say.

“Okay. Well, I’d appreciate it if you weren't alone with my children. You are still a stranger to us and I’m not willing to trust you yet. You should probably feel the same about me. Now, let's take this talk to the dining room and we can decide where to go from here. Follow me.” As Janus finished he turned around, waved from Roman to follow, then walked out the door.

Not wanting to keep Janus waiting, he quickly followed him, still not noticing the faintly glowing door.

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Sidekicks and sex pollens

Co-written with @inhumanshadows

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Ao3 version with gifs

Being Poison Ivy's sidekick it wasn't uncommon for you to have to deal with the fellow sidekicks of heroes like Batman.

The old Robin, now going by Nightwing, and the new Robin had showed up to your bosses greenhouse and Ivy grew bored of the fight so she left you to your own devices to take care of them.

This particular greenhouse was a personal favorite and personal achievement of yours. You sat on a makeshift throne, looking the Bat's sidekicks over...

There was no denying they were attractive.

"Hello boys... looks like we have a battle of the sidekicks going on, huh?"

And you knew they were attracted to you too.

Looking down you saw the erections straining against their suits caused by the fact that only a pair of leaves covered your lower half leaving the rest of you in the nude.

"This'll be much easier if you just give yourself up," Nightwing yelled.

"What? Do you need some alone time to handle your... Situation?" You teased pointing down to his crotch.

Try as he might, you could see the stoicism behind Nightwing's eyes falter as you mention his "problem."

"That's none of your business!" He answers.

"Don't feel too bad birdbrain. Your junior over there is sporting one too." You comment, pointing to Robin.

"How do you know this isn't residual from the porn I was watching earlier?" Robin quipped thinking he was being smart.

"Will you shut up," the older man sighed.

"Why don't we have some fun boys," you grinned, vines growing out behind you and grabbing the two of them.

The two of them let out "manly" yells as the vines capture their arms and legs, suspending them slightly in the air.

You stand, sauntering over to them, hand on your chin.

"What to do... what to do..." You say to yourself letting your free hand brush against each of the sidekicks.

You look to them. "You boys have any ideas? Robin? I mean if your problem was from something you watched earlier... why don't you enlighten me?"

Using a trick Ivy taught you, you kissed his cheek, letting out a pollen which he inhaled.

Uncontrollably Robin spurted out, "I want to get fucked in the ass so I watch gay porn while I finger myself."

"Seriously dude," Nightwing groaned.

"Oh Nightwing your buddy here can't be the only one here with some dirty little secrets," you said using the same pollen on the other sidekick.

"I've always found you really sexy," He shouted wishing he hadn't.

"Well... that trick works better than I thought... Anything else you boys wanna tell me?"

You waited... no response.

"Oh boys... you wound me... " You say, feigning hurt. "Well... I'll tell you what. How 'bout we play a game? Something like 20 questions, hmm? You tell me something you may not want others to hear and mayybe... I'll tell you two some naughty little things... How's that?"

"You start since you already got us to spill our guts," Robin said knowing he was going to like this game more than he'll ever admit.

"Alright then... I like when my... Partners you could say are under my total control," you smirked, "you're up."

"I like to be tied up," Robin admitted.

"Like this?" You said making your vines grip him tighter.

The moan Robin let out as you tighten the vines was like music to your ears.

"That means nothing..." Robin quickly states.

"Whatever you say Wonder Boy..." You turn your attention to the Nightwing. "Now... what about you? You still haven't said anything... It's only fair."

"I... I..." Nightwing starts.

"You're a big boy... I'm sure you've got some fantasies in that brain of yours." You say using the vines to bring him closer and whisper in his ear.

"I... wanna kiss you... all over." He relents.

"You first," you grin kissing his jaw making him groan.

Robin squirmed as much as the vines would allow him wanting to be the one your lips were on as he watched.

Your hand gripped his cock through his suit while your lips assaulted his neck.

"Oh...fuck..." Nightwing moans, hips moving on his own.

You pull away as he groans. "None of that now..."

"Wait! Come back!"

"Now... should I tell you guys something? Or... Robin? Do you have something you wanna tell me?"

"I want you to touch me!" Robin exclaims.

You chuckle to yourself, waving your hand and making a vine snake around to be in front of Robin's face.

"Will this suffice?"

"I want your hands you asshole," Robin mumbled.

"Now thats no way to talk to the man that you want to make you cum so hard you might black out," you smiled reaching into his suit and grasping his hard cock.

Robin moaned loudly with the first touch of skin to skin contact.

"What about me?" Nightwing said desperately.

"Oh don't worry babe i won't forget about you," you said pulling Robins cock out of his suit.

You run your fingers over each of the hard cocks in front of you.

"Well... I'm gonna have so much fun with these... Is that what you want Robin? Nightwing? You guys want me play with you? Tell me what you want."

"Please put your mouth on me," Robin begged.

"Since you asked so nicely," you smiled taking a long lick up the shaft of his cock.

Robin's eyes shut tight as you swirl your tongue around the tip.

Nightwing groaned watching your mouth toy with Robin while your hand stroked him.

You slowly start to bob your head in shallow, short movements, enjoying the moans coming out of Robin's mouth.

"Oh Fuck! Keep going!" Robin moans.

You bobbed your head a few more times, taking notice of the ragged breathing before pulling off of Robin and quickly moving to Nightwing, swallowing the tip.

"But I'm so close," Robin grunts.

"Not yet bird boy," you wink before taking Nightwings cock back into your mouth.

Now it's Nightwings turn to become a moaning mess as your lips work his cock.

You know Robin is desperate to touch himself as his hands squeeze into tight fists between the vines making a show you quite enjoy watching.

You chuckle, vibrations going up the cock in your mouth. Nightwing tries to move his hips to put more of him into your mouth.

You wave barely thinking the thought and a vine wraps itself around his waist. You open your mouth and let the vine pull him away.

"Well boys... this was fun. But now I must make my exit." You give the boys an exaggerated bow.

"However... I will leave you with one last present."

Two plants each on a table either side of you open to reveal beautiful petals, the centers releasing clouds of pollen, obscuring your form and filling the sidekicks noses.

"Don't go," they both gasp but you were gone.

The vines release them and they put their cocks back into their suits scrambling around looking for you.

"Where-where did he go?" Jason stammered.

"I don't know," Dick said feeling his cock throbbing.

"What do we do now?" Jason questioned, wincing at how badly he needed to cum.

"Not much we can do now except go home..." Dick says. "Maybe take one of the plants and see what they sprayed us with..."

"I know what I wish I sprayed him with..." Jason says, not missing a beat.

"Come on... lets get home... maybe then these problems will go away."

"But I still gotta cum!" Jason whines

When they arrived home Jason returned to his bedroom not wasting a second to finish what you started with his own hand though he much would have rather it had been your's.

Dick however tried his best to analyze the pollen they had taken but within fifteen minutes he couldn't help himself from touching his throbbing cock.

He could hear Jason moaning from his room even all the way down in the cave and Dick's own moans started filling room.

Dick searched Bruce's computer files of logged villains and sidekicks until he found yours.

"Mistletoe," he moaned staring at your picture as his hand stroked his cock.

Back in Jason's room the current Robin was furiously jacking off, wishing again that his hand was yours or better yet, your mouth. He focused back on the feeling of your tongue running up and down the length before a warm feeling wrapped itself around his cock.

"Oh fuck..." He moaned, cum shooting all over his chest and stomach.

Unknown to Jason, Dick was on the verge of cuming to images of you barely covered by foliage.

Dick came into his hand groaning your name.

If only they knew that you yourself were busy jerking off in the privacy of your own home to the memory of their cocks in your mouth.

This was an encounter none of you would forget and you all secretly hoped that you would run into one another again soon.

When you weren't helping Ivy, you did have a life and a day job being a forensic botanist for the GCPD. Right now you were on your lunch break and grabbing a slice or two from your favorite pizza place when in walks in an old friend.

You wave him over, taking notice of the younger guy next to him.

"Hey, Dick. It's Y/N... from the precinct."

"Y/N hey, it's been a while," Dick said shaking your hand.

"Who's this?" You asked looking to the guy next to him.

You couldn't quite place it but for some reason he seemed familiar.

"This is Jason, Jason this is Y/N we used to work together," Dick responded.

"Nice to meet you Jason, would you guys like to join me for a bite and catch up?"

"Sure, sounds great." Dick answers before going and getting his and Jason's usual.

"So... you and Dick used to work together? Back when he was a detective?" Jason asked and you nodded, "What did you do?"

"I'm a forensic botanist. It's not that interesting. Why don't you tell me about you Jason? How do you know our mutual friend?"

"Uh well we-" Jason stuttered trying to come up with an excuse that didn't involve outing themselves as crime fighting vigilantes but he was saved by Dick returning to the table, "Dick i was just telling Y/N how we met."

"You see Jason was an underprivileged youth at the new center im working at," Dick said right away, clearly making Jason offended.

"Oh so you're working at a youth center now?

That's great, everybodys been wondering what you've been up to since you left," you told him.

"Yeah we help keep kids like Jason off the streets and away from drugs," Dick continued.

You all sat and ate, making small talk here and there, catching up with Dick.

"It was fun catching up with you Dick. Jason, nice to meet you but I gotta get back to the precinct and wrap up some cases. You should stop by, I'm sure the rest of the guys would be happy to see you."

You clear up your area, bid them goodbye and head out, still trying to figure out why Jason seemed familiar.

As you were leaving Jason turned to Dick, "I feel like I know that guy."

"Well yeah I just introduced you to him," Dick said sarcastically as he popped the last bite of his pizza crust in his mouth.

"No smartass I feel I know him from somewhere but I can't tell where... Anyways... All we ever gonna talk about what happened last week?"

"No Jason. We are never going to talk about what happened," Dick spat back, "but I do have a lead on where Mistletoe and Ivy might be going tomorrow night."

"And where's that?" Jason said confused.

"Y/N mentioned a big botanist convention a few towns over this weekend.

"Did he? I kind of zoned out during all that boring science talk," Jason said finishing his own pizza.

"It sounds like there's gonna be some pretty rare plants there that Ivy and Mistletoe won't be able to resist seeing for themselves."

"Great... so we have to go and watch a bunch of stupid plants..." Jason muttered. He did admit that Dick had a point, rare plants were like drugs to Ivy and her hot sidekick.

What the fuck? Jason thought. Did I just call a bad guy hot? Especially one that...

Jason stopped thinking as he felt his cock stir in his pants.

"Son of a-" He curses.

"What?" Dick asks. "What the hell? What are you thinking about? Actually don't answer that we need to tell Bruce about this lead. Lets go."

After Bruce gave them the go ahead to scope out the convention the two walked around the main floor with the fake badges Alfred had made them.

Dick was on high alert taking note of which plants were of highest value while Jason was bored out of his mind.

Dick overheard a pair of botanists mention the genetically engineered one of a kind plant being held in a locked room upstairs only those with VIP badges could get into.

"We need to go upstairs," Dick told Jason.

"Great I could use a snack break," Jason said in relief.

"No you idiot, Ivy and Mistletoe are going to be after this so called one of a kind plant."

Dick and Jason snuck into the master exhibit but all of the guards were laying the floor passed out.

Dick leaned down, putting two fingers to one of the guards necks, "he still has a pulse, they must be here already"

"Really? What was your first clue?"

"Just keep an eye out." Dick ordered.

They fanned out, heads on swivels as they worked towards the VIP section, finding more unconscious botanists along the way.

"It's a beautiful plant, Ivy... How long until the bird brigade is gonna show up?"

"Not long... I trust you can handle them?" A female voice said. No doubt obviously Ivy.

"Sure thing."

The sound of shattering glass made the vigilantes rush toward the sounds of your voices only to barge into an empty room.

"Where did they go?" Robin asked.

"It's so good to see you again boys," you said from behind them.

The duo turned around but you already had vines shooting towards them.

Nightwing was able to deflect the vine with his staff, Robin however was trapped once more.

"Not again," he mumbled struggling to break free while Nightwing bolted towards you.

You and Nightwing fought but in the end you had managed to capture him in another web of vines.

"I see you two are making me work for it this time," you said sighed.

"What do you and Ivy want with those plants?!" Robin barked.

"Ugh... really? Shop talk? What? Do you think I'm gonna monologue Ivy's plan so you can run and tell the Bat what we plan to do? No... I'm gonna have some more fun."

You snap your fingers and the boys are blasted with another cloud of pollen.

All of a sudden the boys started to feel hot, uncomfortably so.

"What... what did you... do..." Nightwing says between pants, sweat starting to form.

"Oh you'll find out soon enough. But I better give us some more privacy."

You reach into a small pouch on your hip, pulling out a few seeds, tossing them around the room, vines sprouting and blocking the exits.

"This time I plan on having my way with you," you said pulling Nightwings pants down exposing his ass.

"Tell me if you want me to stop," you whispered in his ear as you toyed with his entrance with your fingertips.

"Don't fucking stop," Nightwing grunted, groaning as you pushed your cock inside him while making direct eye contact with Robin.

"Oh fuck... you're tight... Tell me. Do you like the feeling of my cock in your ass?" You punctuate the sentence by nibbling on Nightwing's ear.

"Yes... yes I do. Oh god. Please keep moving!"

You hum in agreement, licking the shell of his ear as you slowly increase your pace, still keeping eye contact with Robin. You can see something in his eyes... envy.

"You doing okay over there Robin? You enjoy watching me fuck your partner? Or do you wish it was you I had my cock inside of? I remember that dirty little secret you told me the last time we met."

"Please... Fuck me," Robin begged.

You pulled out of Nightwing, positioning yourself behind Robin and tugging his pants down.

"What a nice ass you have," you said giving it a firm smack.

Robin sighed but it turned into a moan when you roughly pushed your cock inside of him.

“Oh wow! You both feel amazing” you say, thrusting into robin’s ass. “This is the first time anyone’s ever fucked either of you isn't it?”

“Yes.” Both boys moan.

You run your hands around Robin’s front, hands on his chest under his shirt.

You continue to push in and out of Robin, occasionally snapping your hips.

Robin moans in time with your thrusting, slowly becoming more and more undone.

Without even having to touch his cock he was cumming hard while you continued thrusting through his release.

You could tell Nightwing was just as close to his own climax so you returned your attention to the original sidekick, getting on your knees in front of him and taking his cock in your mouth, tasting the cum already leaking from him.

You hollow out your cheeks and suck on the leaking cock, taking it to the base as it starts to twitch violently, shooting rope after rope of hot cum down your throat.

“Oh shit!” Nightwing moans as you suck every last drop from him. You pull away licking your lips and then go back to Robin lapping up the leftover cum from his sensitive cock.

“Ah! Fuck...”

“Well... that was delicious boys. And impressive. I mean. Boy wonder came without me even touching him. Anything you wanna say? Did you have fun?”

"Best... Night... Ever..." Robin said exhausted from his orgasm.

"Good to hear, maybe I'll let you cum again if you act like a good boy," you teased.

"Mistletoe," a deep voice said behind you.

"Batman," you sighed turning around, "you always have to ruin the fun."

"What did you do to Nightwing and Robin," he questioned.

"Nothing that they didn't want me to do," you grinned.

Batman looks over to his sidekicks, still bound in vines, pants around their ankles.

“I’m sure... where’s Ivy and the plant?”

“Look, like I told the bird twins. I’m not telling ya. Now. I got stuff to do and you have other things to deal with. Ta-ta!”

You throw down more seeds that release another bout of pollen while many vines converge on Batman allowing you to make your escape.

“See you soon boys!” You shout, voice gradually getting quieter.

The Bat would’ve chased after you if he wasn’t worried about Nightwing and Robin... he was thankful there was more pollen left to take and analyze.

"Are you guys alright?" Bruce asked them as they checked on the red marks around their wrists left from the vines.

"I'm fine, a little embarrassed," Dick grumbled.

"I'm not that was the best orgasm I've ever had," Jason said proudly making Bruce shake his head in disgust.

"Let's go back to the cave, maybe I'll be able to find something in this pollen you didn't," Bruce said trying to change the subject.

"Something tells me we haven't seen the last of Poison Ivy and Mistletoe," Dick stated.

To be continued...

#titans imagine #jason todd imagine #jason todd x reader #dick grayson imagine #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x jason todd x reader #fic #co write

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princecupcakee · 4 years

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Park Bench | Reddie

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Rating: E

Pairing: Richie Tozier/Eddie Kaspbrak

Word Count: 3,112

Chapter: 6/8

Past Chapters: Chapter 1 (AO3), Chapter 2 (AO3), Chapter 3 (AO3), Chapter 4 (AO3), Chapter 5 (AO3)

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Summary: Recently divorced and ‘incapable of love’, Eddie Kaspbrak moves to Los Angeles for work and a small, small hope of a fresh start. Broken up and never dated again, Richie Tozier tries to get back into love with help from his love of music. Quickly meeting eyes and one concert later, they think that maybe love isn’t that bad. So they try it one more time.

Chapter 6: Eddie Kaspbrak Gets Hurt, Richie Tozier, Stan And Patty Uris, And Ben and Beverly Marsh Buy A Ring & Eddie Kaspbrak, Bill Denbrough and Mike Hanlon Plan A Leave

Tags/Warnings: Angst / Unhappy Ending / theres only one sex scene but this is explicit anyway / Bisexual Richie Tozier / Gay Eddie Kaspbrak / Post-Divorce / Implied/Referenced Cheating / Inspired By Remembering Sunday (All Time Low) / Inspired by The Book Ninja by Ali Berg / Implied/Referenced Child Abuse / Implied/Referenced Abuse / Implied/Referenced Manipulation

Tag-list: @richietoaster, @s-s-georgie, @mikeuris, @gazebobullshit, @that-weird-girls-blog, @tozierking, @thoughtfullyyoungduck, @s-onora, @bellarosewrites, @lermanslogan, @ambitiousskychild, @ghostnebula, @vanillaredvelvet,

(Ask if you wanna be on the tag-list!!)

Chapter 6

Eddie Kaspbrak Gets Hurt

Richie was out getting… something (he didn’t tell Eddie), he said it would take a while. Which left Eddie in an uncomfortable state. He didn’t want it to happen again, he didn’t want to lose something as important as this.

“How could you do this? You cheated on me, Eddie! With a man! I thought you cared for me, you didn’t want to hurt me!”

“Myra, I’m sorry. It was a mistake-“

“How was that a mistake? You’ve been dating for three months, Eddie. And you just pass that off as a mistake?”

“None of that was supposed to happen, Myra! I didn’t know what I was doing!”

“The texts seem to say otherwise.”

“Fine! Lets get a divorce!”

“What?”

“I’m done! I can’t do anything here. You’re always saying that I’m hurting you, then I’ll stop! This marriage was headed for doom the moment it happened.”

“Are you hearing yourself, Eddie? This is crazy! This is what that man has done to you!”

“None of that was him, it was me! I don’t want this marriage, I don’t want this life! I’m sorry, I know what I did was wrong and I should’ve just told you before this got out of hand, but I didn’t. So, I’m sorry. This is how we fix this.”

Eddie, feeling incapable of love, takes a safe seat on the couch. ‘What the hell am I doing here?’ He thinks to himself, bringing his face into his hands. He didn’t want to hurt anyone, but he’s been thinking about this the whole time. He’s been thinking of leaving, this whole time. He’s been so happy with Richie. Of course, he was. But his past is taunting him, following his every move and making him afraid.

He doesn’t want to hurt Richie. The best thing to do is to leave. Just as he did with Myra. That is how you fix it, right?

Fuck. He needed a drive. Now. Richie took his car out though, and talking to yourself at the train station isn’t a thing he would really want to do. Run. That’s it. Thats what he’ll do. He’s always been good at track; this should be fine. His mother wasn’t here to stop him this time.

So he put on his shoes and stepped out the door. It was never that cold in Los Angeles, people casually went out on runs. But when he bolts away from Richie’s place, ran straight onto the road with his eyes closed from pushing back tears then getting hit by a car, he thinks maybe running was a bad idea.

He woke up in a shaking ambulance. His eyes shut, he should’ve expected this. Its not like he hasn’t woken up in an ambulance before. ‘I thought the point was to help people, I feel like I’m gonna throw up’ he thinks bitterly. He closes his eyes again, he didn’t need to be asked questions, or checked on, just needed time to think. ‘You wanted a drive now you got one’ his mind laughs at him. He was tired, but he did need to think. He could make a run for it, leave without a word. But that wouldn’t be fair to Richie, would it? He’d do anything to keep Richie. Keep him happy, keep him in his life, whichever he meant, it still fits his description. He could pick a fight. He was good at that. He cheated on his wife, he would know how to cause problems.

If Richie were to see him at the hospital, which was likely, he could pick a fight. A quick, simple, small fight that he would enlarge, ruining every smile he received since the divorce. He wants to deserve Richie. He needs it. But he can’t just be that person. Plus, Richie would find out sooner or later, that he’s truly incapable of not fucking up love. The love in his marriage wasn’t real. He tried to remember if he ever thought it was. Hell, if he fucked up a love he only created in his head, how could he be capable of real fucking thing? He knew it sounded stupid, but his heart felt like it was being thrown into an incinerator, maybe that meant it wasn’t.

Its too much for him to handle, thats easy to admit, but to admit to himself that he’s so in love would be a little harder. He knew where this was headed before it even started, he was too much of a mess. He shut his eyes tighter. Richie has the perfect job for him now, he’s got his friends, he’s got a place, he should be fine without Eddie. Eddie was just scared, and incapable, and destructive, and defensive, and nothing that Richie would need.

He promised himself that night, seeing Myra cry and beg for him to stay, that love was too much. That he couldn’t handle hurting someone like that. He hurt his mother so much as a child, she would always say so after Eddie would leave the house for longer than she’d said to. Was she really hurt? Eddie couldn’t tell anymore, he just knew that she didn’t like it. Myra was mostly the same, was hurt when ever Eddie would do something that he wanted to without telling her first. Seemed as if most of what he wanted wasn’t allowed.

He knew that it was trauma. That it was built into his head that he’s always hurting people. But he’s still scared. Its one thing to know what happened, its another to know how to deal with it. Eddie didn’t know the latter. He’s been trying, really, but in the early hours of the morning, when Richie would be sound asleep beside him, he’d wonder if he hurt Richie. He probably would. So, the best plan would be to leave, where Richie could forget about him, and go on as if he never existed, maybe then he couldn’t hurt Richie.

So, when Richie sees him in the hospital, worried and almost in tears, his heart twists.

“Eddie, what happened? Are you okay?” Richie rushes, Beverly, Ben, Stan, and Patty following behind. Eddie doesn’t bother to ask why.

“I'm fine,” he says stubbornly.

“What happened to you?”

“I went out for a run, got hit by a car, I’m fine though.”

“You aren’t fine, you got hit by a car,” Richie says loudly. Eddie wonders if this hurt him.

“So? I’m still breathing, Richie.”

“You’re still- you’re still breathing? So? Your fucking hurt I thought you were a risk analyst!”

“What? So you’re gonna get mad at me for getting hurt? It was an accident, I can do everything just fine. We can go back now, I’m not in any pain,” Eddie waves off. He really was in pain though, a throbbing headache, his sides feeling like they’ve been stabbed.

“We’re not going back, you have to stay here and heal, from… that!” Richie gestures to Eddie in the hospital bed.

“You can’t just tell me to stay here, I’m fine, this is my body anyway.”

“You’re being a dick, man.”

“Do I look like I care?”

“I’m trying to help you!”

“You’re not doing shit!”

Silence followed after that, Richie with tears in his eyes and Eddie trying to hold his back. ‘This is how to fix it’ he reminds himself, turning his head to face away from Richie.

“Well… how can I do something?” Richie asks softly.

Another minute of silence, “You can’t,” Eddie chokes out, “can you please just leave?”

“Okay.”

~~~

Richie, seated on a hard cold chair in the hospital, tries to breathe. Calling him a dick was probably unnecessary, he was hurt after all. That was probably his fault. Yeah, he was trying to help Eddie but he wasn’t doing it right. He did feel as if he was a bit controlling. Thats always what Connor would say. Every time he asked him where he was going, who that girl he was with was, why he wouldn’t come home at night. He was controlling.

He should apologize, he really is in love with Eddie. Mike and Bill are in Eddie’s hospital room right now, he should just go in there. A normal apology might not do it. He grinned. Everything fits into place. He just hopes Eddie says ‘yes.’

Richie Tozier, Stan And Patty Uris, And Ben and Beverly Marsh Buy A Ring

“I’m horrified,” Richie mumbles walking into the store. They were buying a ring now. Richie’s plans all fitting into place. He had told Eddie that he went out to buy something, though, he doubts Eddie was really listening. Patty, Stan, Ben, and Beverly were here with him, they were the only ones who knew about the proposal.

He had the perfect plan. He’d replay the day they first kissed. Well, without the date of course. And seeing Walter and Maddison. (He still wonders how to fill that gap.) Pulling Eddie out of bed to take him to a different restaurant with a similar view to the one before. He didn’t want Eddie to exactly notice his plan so a normal too-early-watch-the-sunrise breakfast would do. He would take Eddie out around town, anywhere the wind took them, by sundown, they would be back, seated on the bench a ring in Richie’s hand and one knee on the ground. He had checked the weather for that day, it was most likely to rain that night, which fit perfectly to his plans. And, if not, it would work either way.

Maybe he’d play a game again, ask Eddie to marry him as they talked. He was still debating that part since Eddie talked about his divorce to Richie that day. Well, he mentioned it. Eddie wouldn’t really tell him things. It wasn’t something he really liked to do. He told Richie nothing about his divorce, his family, it's almost like it didn’t happen. But it affected Eddie, Richie could tell that. It slightly worried Richie. Eddie wouldn’t really let him in. Anything about his past seems to be missing, something long gone and thrown away. If Eddie didn’t want to talk about it, that was fine, sometimes Richie just hoped he would tell him sometimes. Richie just hoped that he could help.

“Don’t worry about it, Richie,” Patty says, smiling.

A quick thank you to Patty, “remind me again how you know Eddie’s ring size?” He asks Beverly.

“I helped him look for rings when he got married.”

“Oh God that makes it worse. What if he doesn’t wanna get married anymore? Did his divorce suck? He didn’t tell me much about it-“

“Richie,” Stan says, walking over to a jeweler. Richie walks over to a different one with Bev.

“You should ask him yourself, Rich. About his divorce. All I really know is that he loves you,” Beverly smiles after asking to see three different rings (which Richie thought was a bit extra.)

“I guess thats… yeah, thats a better idea.”

“I know you’re doing this again but, I mean, I’m really believing in this one, I’ve known Eddie a long time.”

Richie appreciated the comment in silence. He believed in this too. “You’re marriage has been perfect, how?”

Beverly was surprised by the question, “I guess, love? It isn’t that easy to explain, and everything I’m going to say would be cheesy as fuck, but yeah, I guess love would be it.”

“You and Ben are such sappy assholes,” Richie laughs, earning a playful punch to the shoulder from Beverly.

“When are you proposing anyway?”

“Saturday,” he smiles confidently.

The jeweller brought up the box of rings set inside the glass box. Beverly had chosen three. Two golden bands with matching circular diamonds embedded into it, a pair of golden rings with three blue diamonds, and the third, a silver ring with a large square diamond in its centre. Richie hated the last one for sure. He debated it for a few minutes, the first pair or the second.

“I’d say the gold one with the blue ones,” Stan says, coming up behind them.

“Yeah,” Richie smiled, “could you carve something on the inside of that?”

“Of course,” the jeweler replied, “just write down what you want,” he pulled out a piece of paper that Richie was sure wasn’t there and wrote ‘R + E’ The jeweler then explained the prices and the ring in words Richie would only dream to understand.

He was buying a ring for Eddie. He was going to try proposing, he was going to ask Eddie to marry him. The thought alone made Richie’s heart race, but he smiled. This love is worth a shot. This would work. Eddie wouldn’t do want Connor did to him. Eddie is kind, and brave and caring, and everything Richie could ask for. Richie wondered if the cheesier something sounds, the more true it is. It seemed to fit the definition.

“Hey, Rich?” Stan says beside him. Bev was off somewhere with Ben now, Patty was looking at a few necklaces, leaving Richie and Stan together.

“Yeah?”

“I’m really proud of you man,” he pats Richie’s shoulder.

“Thanks,” he smiled fondly.

“I was worried about you, man. After… Connor, I didn’t think you’d want to keep with it.”

“Eddie’s really amazing.”

“I can tell,” he smiles.

“Don’t take him from me. If you got that hot shit, Mike, you could probably get Eddie too.”

“Who- who told you that?” Stan asked punching Richie’s arm.

“What is it with people punching me?” He rubs his arm exaggeratedly.

Stan laughed, “‘cause you’re a dick.”

His phone rang, echoing around the store, gaining looks. ‘Eds Spaghetti’ flashed on his screen. “hey!”

“Sir, I have Mr. Edward Kaspbrak’s phone with me and you were on the emergency dial. He is in the hospital,” the woman on the other line gave an address, and Richie shut his phone to head to the hospital.

Eddie Kaspbrak, Bill Denbrough and Mike Hanlon Plan A Leave

“Eddie, are you sure about this? This is the one time its working out for you, we both think so,” Mike says sympathetically gesturing to him and Bill.

“I’ve made enough fucking mistakes I don’t wanna keep fucking shit up.”

“B-but you aren’t!” Bill argues, he opens his mouth to say more but Eddie cuts him off.

“I will, Bill. You know me just as well as I do, I can’t do this,” it hurts when he says that. He’s about to burst into tears, he knows it, so he breathes slowly.

“I haven’t seen you this happy, Eddie. This is… new. This is something thats good for you,” Mike has always been rational. The one to make decisions and the one to ask for help. But Eddie doesn’t need help. He doesn’t want to change what he thinks, he doesn’t want to be persuaded away, leading to what he knows will happen.

Bill and Mike are talking again, but he doesn’t want to hear anything else. He tries not to blink, the tears will probably fall the second he does. ‘This isn’t a mistake’, he thinks. He wants to think. There’s nothing for him here, nothing that can fix him. He’s going back to New York City, he’ll find an apartment, he’ll go to work, thats all. At this point, he doubts he’ll fall in love again. Richie might. Richie will, he likes to think. Someone better than he is. Someone who can give Richie what he deserves.

Richie told him about Connor. All the things he did, all the horrible words he said. Eddie hated it. He only wishes he could be with Richie for that long, Connor just wasted it. Sometimes he would wonder if Connor regrets it (or if he could make Connor regret it) and wondered if that would happen to him. When he leaves, would he regret it? If he was being selfish, probably. But he was doing this for Richie. This would be good for him. This is how you fix things.

“I’m going to do it,” he whispers, “I don’t care if you don’t think this is a good idea, sometimes I don’t think it is. But thats just me wanting to make things worse. I’m going.”

The tears were bursting out now, but Mike and Bill didn’t move (as much as it hurt them to do so.) “You c-can change y-your mind, Eddie. Y-you can change. I th-think you already have,” Bill says softly.

Eddie just sits there, his breathing is still mostly still steady. People always said that, that you could change. And most people can. He knows he can. But the risk of hurting someone while still just trying to change. That in-between point where your still figuring out what and how to change from the way you were before to the way you want to be. There is always a risk. Nothing is ever easy. He learned that.

Richie is someone he didn’t want to hurt. He’s gone through being hurt before, and its effects were pretty clear. Eddie could do that, Eddie probably will. This was inescapable. If he couldn’t hold himself back then, how would he do it now? With the ‘power of love’? Love exists he’s sure of that, but what would it be able to do? What would it be able to fix?

When Eddie’s in tears, all his anger goes away. All of the fire inside of him leaves. All there is the pain it has left. “I wish I thought the same as you, Bill,” he weakly laughed.

Bill and Mike didn’t protest anymore, knowing it would be useless. Eddie’s going to leave Los Angeles on Saturday, and there’s no stopping him. They wonder if there ever was a way to. But they doubt it.

#reddie #reddie fic #it #it chap one #it chap two #remembering sunday + the book ninja au #*evil laughter*

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trashcatsnark · 4 years

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OTP Tag Game

I was tagged by @thefathersbride to do the OTP Tag Game; which since Dahlia is a polyseed OC and I have another OC I wanna include, this is gonna be long, please bare with me. Bolding things that are mutual/recurring themes and italicizing things that are one sided.

Dahlia Hale x Joseph Seed

height difference / mutual pining (Dahlia definitely hits a weird spot where despite herself, she kinda is pining for the Seeds and hates herself for those feelings cause not healthy) / first kiss / wedding (It’s in a bunker and to him and his siblings but ya know, it was a little something)/ in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves (the resistance are certainly not thrilled when they realize) / would die for each other / would kill for each other (kinda onesided, until new dawn, its weird for dahlia in fc5)/ fake relationship / arranged wedding / cuddlers/ pda friendly (Dahlia is struggling with it) / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / getting a pet / have kids (new dawn) / want kids (onesided as fuck fc5) / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts (oh boy and how) / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity (Joseph, imo, is absolutely that dude who like would shower under a waterfall, but he cares far less than Dahlia when she’s caught in a similar situation) / laundry (its one of the few domestic household chores Dahlia can do and Joseph still insists on helping her and doing it together) / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry (poly relationship with the Seeds, while mostly smooth, John in particular tends to be a jealous clingy guy who wants to compete over dumb shit) / hair stroking / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together/ battle couple / Friends to Lovers / Enemies to Lovers / Lovers to Enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance (friendly reminder, her relationship with the Seeds is very gross and unhealthy, but I’m a nasty) / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn (so slow they still haven’t met yet in what’s published of the fic) / does not end well (objectively speaking, while Dahlia ends up married and content with the Seeds with kids, thats probably not the best situation all thing considered...)/ happily ever after / love letters

Dahlia Hale x John Seed

height difference (not as noticeable as with his bros, but Dahl is a shorty) / mutual pining (Dahlia would rather die than admit it)/ first kiss (John is Dahlia’s first kiss to her absolute horror)/ wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves (as if Nick needed more reason to wanna kick John’s ass)/ would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged wedding / cuddlers / pda friendly (Even in New Dawn, Dahlia is trying to be the super serious judge and not give away her relationship with the Seeds, so it would help if you didn’t try to smooch her John) / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / getting a pet / have kids (New Dawn) / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests (both are into art, who’d have thought?) / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity (you can never pry my shitty harem romcom tropes from my hands) / laundry / same hobbies (both of them draw) / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry (stop trying to compete with your siblings, John, she has stockholm syndrome you already won)/ hair stroking / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together/ battle couple / Friends to Lovers / Enemies to Lovers / Lovers to Enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

Dahlia Hale x Jacob Seed

height difference / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves/ would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged wedding / cuddlers (Jacob will never admit to enjoying cuddles, thats just a fact) / pda friendly (Jacob is the kind of man, imo, who’ll deny enjoying cuddles even in private, but would grab her ass in front of everyone just to be a shithead, so)/ and they were roommates / holding hands (Dahlia always initiates this in Bunker/New Dawn) / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / getting a pet / have kids / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts / they have a song (does only you, count?)/ first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests (They’re both very outdoorsy and like hiking and spending time with animals and nature) / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies (nature hikes and working out honestly) / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry (John being a shithead is a recurrent theme in this poly disaster) / hair stroking (Jacob acts weird when she does it to him, but he likes doing it to her) / sitting on each other’s laps (Dahl in Jacob’s, not only would he never do anything like that, but uh, he might crush her so) / sexual tension / can’t be together/ battle couple (New Dawn, she’s the Judge and he’s just as protective of his family as he was before) / Friends to Lovers / Enemies to Lovers / Lovers to Enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting (Though, it’s Jacob’s brand of flirting which is kinda just being an asshole)/ love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

Dahlia Hale X Faith Seed

height difference????? (Faith is listed as 5′6 which is 6 inches taller than Dahlia, but is tiny in game, sooo????) / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves/ would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged wedding / cuddlers / pda friendly / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / getting a pet / have kids / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date (Kinda? Dahlia being kidnapped for a picnic date is an experience) / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry (Faith gives into fighting with John over dumb shit the most) / hair stroking / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together/ battle couple / Friends to Lovers / Enemies to Lovers / Lovers to Enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

Tsuneko Tomori x Mamoru Kishi’

height difference (can you tell I’m a hoe for height diffs?) / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves/ would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged wedding / cuddlers / pda friendly (stop being weird about it Mamo) / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / getting a pet / have kids (eventually) / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts (they bicker and fight a lot which definitely scares Tsun about if it’s gonna work out sometimes) / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies (if sitting at home and watching tv counts) / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry / hair stroking / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together/ battle couple / Friends to Lovers (idk if friends is the exact right word, but enemies feels too intense, more like from annoyances to lovers)/ Enemies to Lovers / Lovers to Enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting (Mamo style flirting, aka, calling her a brat and messing up her hair) / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

#fc5 #far cry 5 #kbtbb #kissed by the baddest bidder #dahlia hale #tsuneko tomori

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dylanobrienisbatman · 4 years

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tagged by @the-most-beautiful-broom and @thelittlefanpire like....... way longer ago than i’d like to admit... but yeah okay lets go

Fandoms You Write for: the 100, skam italia (incantava specific), and Game of thrones a tiny bit as well

Where you post: ao3

Most popular one shot: I just need some company - a pwp bellarke smut fic. modern AU, clarke goes on a bad date and bellamy saves her and then they have sex. i dont really enjoy the dynamic of these characters anymore and this fic feels a bit... weird now, but characters aside the smut is very good and im proud of that.

Most popular Multi-Chapter: i wish i’d known what we’d grow into - a bellarke childhood friends to lovers fic that i will never finish and really dont even enjoy tbh... the only multichapter i have any plans to finish is my becho soulmate fic with stardust embedded in our skin

Favorite story you wrote: honestly i think my fave as of late is and ill die by your side if you want me too, my memori Timeless AU/Timeloop/Soulmate AU fic that i wrote for @chopped100challenge‘s holiday gift exchange. Also still love my Becho TATBILB fic, i’d stay for a long time ‘cause, i like me better when.

Story you were nervous to post: i was pretty nervous about my first ever smut fic, and she said use your hands in my spare time, just because i’d never written smut before and i wasn’t sure if people were gonna enjoy it, and also about my first two fics into other fandoms ( of coffee. of leather. of kisses. for skam italia and the lonliest lord in westeros for GoT) just because i’d never gone outside the 100 before.

How do you choose your titles: Mostly song lyrics, i actually hate choosing a title. lately i’ve been trying to find other sources but im not having much luck.

Do you outline: it depends there are some fics that i think of an outline and ill write it down so i can refer back when i get around to writing it (if i get around to it), and then there are some that just pour of out me like word vomit in which i absolutely do not outline.

Complete number of stories: 67.... which is BONKERS.

In progress: I had a ton of WIP that got lost with my old computer when my dog spilled an entire glass of water on it. I have an unfinished becho soulmate fic, a becho mythology AU thats brewing, and i’ve compiled some prompts while going through our Chopped tropes to get them ready for Chopped: Choose Your Own Adventure, none of which have really hit the mark yet but are absolutel gonna be picked at in the future for fun.

Do you accept prompts: i tried it for a while but its not for me, if im not inspired 100%, then the fic will never come.

Upcoming Story you are most excited about: some chopped stuff is gonna start brewing on Feb 1, and im gonna pick around with this mythology fic and see where it goes. Also kind of planning to start a James x Lily (HP) fic where they have daemons. i had started writing it on my old computer but i hadn’t gotten very far, and i have the daemons i’ve chosen saved somewhere else... we shall see.

Linds wrote a little cute thing, and i have to second. i cant believe that i can write weird little stories about characters i love, and get so many people reading and interacting with me about my writing. i love creative writing, but in middle school some unkind comments from a teacher pushed me away from it. Fic writing has been a true gift, its given me a place to really enjoy writing just for me, and has helped boost my confidence in my writing in so many ways. It’s also given me a chance to build a little bubble of my own in this fandom, with @thelittlefanpire, through Chopped, which has built a lovely community of writers that I adore. I appreciate each and every person who ever reads my fics, and I love you all.

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