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kyunzin · 3 months

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Hey my love, I absolutely love your writing especially with the JJK men. But spinning off of that and only if you have time, could you write a fic where each of them (whom ever you chose) react to chubby y/n wearing a brand new dress they got?

𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲

character; 𝐆. 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

cw; the price doesn’t matter as long as you’re happy (f!reader)

tags; chubby reader, public sex, slight voyerism (people can hear what’s going on), body worship/ oral mentioned (f!receivng), fingering, standing sex

a/n: thanks ☺️ and I’m always happy to make time for requests

✰ so what if he went a bit overboard in buying dresses.

✰ so what if it may have drained the money he just earned from his recent mission.

✰ why should it matter if he gets to see your bright smile as you walk out of the changing room with the the tightest dress that leaves nothing to the imagination.

he sits there in front of your stall watching as you walk out in a crimson off the shoulders short dress that barely covers your ass and outlines your figure perfectly. a pait of stilettos, a small shoulder purse and a thin black neck scarf to tie the outfit together.

“fuck me”

his hand is covering his mouth so you just barely catch the end of his sentence but you can still see the beaming smile from under his hand. this is your favourite one out of all the ones you’ve tried on so far so you hope he likes it too. “what did you say baby, and also what do you think of this one”

“dont worry about what i said, i think this is the best one you’ve tried on all day”

he stands up, rubbing his hands together as he walks over to you. you turn back around looking at the way it fits on you with a conflicted look on your face. “you really thinks so, I thinks it’s a little bit tight” not a moment later you feel his arm wrap around you as he leans down to press a kiss into the crook of your neck.

“it looks perfect on you baby, I promise”

it’s only a second later that you feel something poking into your back and you have half a mind to know that it’s not his belt and you’re sure he’s doing it on purpose to get your attention pressing into you further. upon realising you let out a shocked gasp “really ‘toru, we’re in public”

“cant help it baby, wanna help me out?”

you can hear the smile in his voice as he rubs up your sides and you cant say that you’re against the idea, but you’re a little nervous about being caught. “we have yo be really quite ‘toru or they’ll hear us.

he doesn’t wait a second before turning you around and picking you up, causing the bag to slip from your shoulders, bringing you back inside the small dressing room closing the door behind the two of you and you let out a surprised yelp when he pushes you against the cold surface of the mirror.

he holds you up by your plush thighs and even with your weight you have no doubt that he won’t drop you as he has proved multiple times that he’s able to hold you.

he long since got rid of your insecurities even though it may have taken hours of him spent down between you plush thighs eating you out and worshipping every inch of you body kissing and licking away any doubts of his desire for you.

your hand reaches to grip his hair as his mouth latches onto yours. after a moment his tongue darts across your lips pushing it’s way into your mouth, which you accept and moan into the kiss as you feel his fingers slide under the dress to pull your thong to the side and slide his fingers into your cunt.

the only reason he’s able to curl his fingers inside you with ease is because he had fucked you against the door before you left, pulling up your tennis skirt sliding your thong to the side for a quick fuck before you left the house. it’s like he’s insatiable, unable to keep his hands of you, fucking you on any surface he deems suitable not that you’re complaining .

hence why the two of you end up licking your way into each other’s mouths in a public space with no shame and it’s not long before you start to feel yourself cuming around he lengthy fingers only for him to quickly remove them. you let out a whine as you break from the kiss “fuck, no no no! please don’t stop. I was so close, why’d you stop?”

“you know you only get to cum on my cock baby, don’t forget that”

“then hurry up and fuck me already” he laughs at you impatience but works on completing you request by pulling your legs around his waist and you get the silent command and lock them behind his back so his hands are free. while he works on undoing his belt and pulling down his trousers you occupy yourself with sucking hickeys into his neck and collar.

you have to bite down onto his shoulder in order to muffle your moan as he pushes into you with no warning though he does let out a whispered growl as he sinks into your cunt. “oh fuck! a w-warning would be nice next time asshole”

he laughs at your irritation and lifts you up from his cock slightly before slamming you back down without warning again. the both of you moaning out a shared “fuuuck” at the jolt of his hips connecting with yours, the slap of your skin against his resonating in the small space.

you expect him to go slow but he does the opposite of setting a brutal pace, lifting and dropping you on his cock like you weigh nothing. the sound of your dripping cunt stretched around his thick cock circulating in the space, both of you panting and moaning out. he has to kiss you in order to keep both of your moans quiet not wanting to draw much attention to you two.

“oh fuck, your gripping me so fucking tight, taking my cock like a -shit! good girl, such a good girl f’ me arent ya”

you nod your head frantically moans to frequent for you to get out a coherent secret but he’s able to make out your little rambles of “fuck m’ gonna cum, don’t stop, please please please!” even without you saying it he can feel it by the way your pussy grips into his duck as he lifts it up. he’s not surprised when he hears your moans of “m’cuming. fuck fuck fuck!”

he feels as you gush around him and it almost sends him over the edge but he’s able to keep it with a harsh bite to your shoulder. he really wants to cum but he can’t because he knows that you would hate having to walk in public with his cum dripping out of you, he regrets not bring a plug with him to keep you stuffed, so he reluctantly pulls out after the waves of your orgasm fade.

“cant fucking wait for us to get home, lets go pay for these and leave”

he gently sets you down and the both of you work on fixing your appearance in the mirror though theres nothing that will hide your bite marks, not that there’s anything you can do about that. you change back into your original outfit and he picks up all the dresses you left hanging on the wall and opens the door leading the both of you out.

it’s hard not to notice the stares of the other customers and he cant help but smile knowing that everyone definitely knows how good he fucked you. the cashiers face is reddened and you notice that she fails to meet either of your gazes as he pays for the dresses, you hide behind him in shame and wait for him to finish paying before quickly pulling him out the store.

✰ so what if you hear people whispering as you walk past.

✰ so what if he has to walk through the mall with a prominent bugle in his pants.

✰ why should it matter if when he gets home he drops all the bags on the floor and fucks you against the door again and then fucks you in all the pretty dresses he bought.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

@riowmie @tyunixia

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kisseobie · 25 days

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Hello🫣🫣 may I request p1harmony reaction to you wearing something short/revealing when going out clubbing? Thank youuu☺️☺️

p1harmony reacting to you wearing revealing clothes

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

warnings: suggestive

tags: established relationships, clingy piwon, the boys are.. boys, clubbing, drinking (aged up for seobsoul), non idol au

a/n: it’s funny bc i was JUST reading an exact post like this a few minutes ago so anon if u were the same person who sent @ntoniac a request for the same thing i hope i can do it justice bc hers had me giggling and kicking my feet .. ANYWAYS! once again i apologize for slow updates i unfortunately am a student amidst a depressive episode soooooo it takes me a bit longer to write :( i hope u all can understand

𖧷 keeho

is honestly so cheesed. the type to insist to take pictures of you on his phone before you two actually make your way out, already mentally planning out which photo he’s gonna use in his next photo dump. is always super grabby with his hands, but its somehow amplified tonight. constantly has his arm lazily perched on your shoulder, and he often whispers cute little compliments into your ear every now and then. doesn’t really mind when people approach you to talk to you, doesn’t even necessarily care when said people make quick glances at your cleavage and the short length of your skirt. you two have an immense level of trust in your relationship, so he’s not one to feel insecure when people admire his girl. i can see kyo as the type to drag you onto the dance floor too, just so he can spin you around and feel your ass rub against the frontside of his jeans. eventually does end up posting those photos he took of you earlier on instagram, but not without captioning it something like “that’s all me”

𖧷 theo

doesn’t care about how short and tight your mini dress is, just wants it off of you by the end of the night. when you first skipped into the living room, beaming as you showed off your outfit of choice to him, theo had to hold himself back from kissing you silly. just like keeho, the simple concept of his girlfriend wearing a revealing outfit doesn��t make him super possessive, but he does make himself known to onlookers as your boyfriend in other ways, whether that be holding your drink and purse for you without you even asking him to, or sneaking up behind you to pepper kisses along your neck when your in the middle of conversation with someone. he makes his presence known but also wants to ensure that you have a carefree, enjoyable night without feeling like you have to tend to your boyfriend the entire time. taeyang definitely does admire your cleavage when he gets the chance too though, shamelessly stares at your chest and just giggles in reply when you scold him for doing so… loves to flirt with you even more than he usually does tbh

𖧷 jiung

is the overly possessive boyfriend that will whine and beg you to change. in reality, he doesn’t actually expect you to change your outfit, but lets you know (whilst pouting) that although you look hot and he wants to devour you, he also is very nervous about the unwanted attention you might get. it’s not a bad thing really! jiung just wants to be the only man that gets to see you in such a tiny top. although he might complain at first, you don’t miss the obvious blush on his face, silently signaling to you that he secretly loves when you dress this way. he’s not a very touchy person, but that doesn’t mean that he won’t interlock your fingers the entire night, even giving your hand gentle squeezes when you give someone else a little too much attention for his liking. glares at anyone who might whistle at you or even just look in your general vicinity for a bit too long. quickly shuts down offers himself from other guys that have the balls to ask you to dance. yeah, your not being let out of his sight looking that good. he’s just obsessed with you and wants you all to himself, sorry!

𖧷 intak

actually is the one who helps you pick out your outfit! tak himself wants to spend the night out showing off his beautiful girlfriend so he purposely convinces you to wear the shortest denim skirt you own, paired with an equally revealing spaghetti strap crop top. comes up behind you when your adjusting your outfit in the mirror to wrap his arms around your waist and perch his chin on your right shoulder, shooting down any concerns you might have about your outfit being kind of “whorish” (your words, not his!). is your personal hype man. you look good and he’s gonna make you feel good. loves to watch you on the dance floor from a nearby barstool, having the time of your life with your friends. after you’ve tired yourself out, you walk towards him to join him at the bar and he doesn’t miss the opportunity to eye your entire body from top to bottom and let out an obnoxious whistle. he’s sooooo sweet frat boy coded… definitely asks if he can take a body shot off of you whilst winking and you just roll your eyes in response. when he ends up drunk out of his mind and you have to drag him inside your shared cab, he’s mumbling the sweetest praises to you before he falls asleep against your shoulder

𖧷 soul

doesn’t really have much to say, but his body language speaks for itself. like most of piwon, his possessiveness is at a minimum, and like intak, he loves when you feel confident enough to dress this way. maybe it’s the introvert in him, but he lives vicariously through your bold outfit choices. loves to give you kisses on your exposed collarbone as he smoothens out a crease on your silk skirt. he also loves the way your stomach peeks out of your cropped top, and he holds onto your waist when kissing you to circle his thumbs on the area. stares at you lovingly the entire night, and doesn’t falter when your eyes meet every now and then. he comes up to you towards the end of the night and whispers into your ear about how he thinks you look so pretty and that he loves this outfit. you definitely end up seeing a more vocal side of him when the alcohol kicks in, and you swoon at how lovey dovey his words are. he just wants you to feel pretty and confident and he ends up succeeding in proving that to you! makes really bad attempts at flirting which ends up in the pair of you laughing your asses off. overall shota makes you feel beautiful and you make mental notes to bring him out wearing revealing clothes more often

𖧷 jongseob

djsjdkajdjsj i have to write my boyfriend as clingy as possible. he’s definitely the type of boyfriend to sit on the end of your bed, aimlessly scrolling on his phone and taking little peeks at you every now and then while your doing your makeup on your vanity. when you finish your makeup and go to your closet to change into the tiny little dress you’ve chosen for the evening, you’re honestly a bit nervous as to how your boyfriend will react to how bodycon and short the attire is, but you look and feel hot and that encourages you to step out in front of him. he notices your presence right away and looks up at your face, then chest, then thighs, and then turns off and tucks his phone into his back pocket and grabs at you to sit on his lap. gives you the sweetest kiss imaginable and pulls away to look at you with disbelief. asks you something along the lines of “how did i get so lucky?” and his hands run all over the material of your dress. his boldness is new but very welcome and he spends a good while complimenting you, asking you where you bought this dress, and playing with your hair with a smug grin on his face. gets soooo excited to take you out and wastes no time in calling an uber so he can show you off to the world. feels like he’s on cloud 9!

taglist: @woozixo @hearts4chanhee @kyokopi @astro-doll-the-star @soobiary @kyaaramello @t3ssamoodboard @angelcbf @idontknow-1s-world @vivienne-sim @elissasimp @imjustayapper @ihatewreckingballmains @theyluvsosa @seobing @www90kitsch @khfviq @barbiekh86t @bbyjjunie @taeyangi @fullsunstrawberry @jihnyah @intheemptymirror

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luvsfics · 3 months

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Hi, I saw that requests are open, so could I request a Lorenzo Berkshire X hufflepuff!Reader, where the two are in a relationship, and Reader is very much a sunshine/sweet/kind girl (very hufflepuff vibes). At first their relationship looks from outside like a very Sunshine x Sunshine/ Innocent x Innocent one, but one day some guy flirts with Reader, making her very uncomfortable, and Enzo shows up, his possessive/protective instincts kicking in, puts the guy in his place (maybe exaggerating a bit) and everyone is super surprised because he basically almost never fights, and Reader is at first very taken aback but still offers to clean his minor injuries up, and Enzo starts overthinking that maybe he scared her or worse, but they talk about it and in the end she reassures him that she just doesn't like to see him hurt and she got worried about him, but definitely not scared. So a very angst to comfort fluff thing☺️ because I really like the trope "seems sweet but is actually dangerous" and "seems sweet and is actually sweet" together🥰 Thank you!!♥️

SPARK OF JEALOUSY — Harry potter

PAIRINGS: lorenzo berkshire x hufflepuff!reader

SUMMARY: something inside enzo sparks when he sees McClaggen flirting with his girl. He can’t help but act before he thinks, whatever it takes to save his girl.

WARNINGS: afab reader. physical assault. reader cleans Enzo’s wounds. suggestive language.

WORD COUNT: 0.5k

“Look who’s talking to your girl.” Mattheo laughed as he pointed you out to Enzo. His gaze turned towards you, envy filled his veins as he watched Cormac flirt with you across the hall.

You were clutching onto your books as the intimidating man flirted with you, “So, what’s a pretty girl like you walking to class by herself for?” He said as he leaned against the wall, almost pinning you against the stone.

You shuddered as you felt his warm breath on your cheek, he was entirely too close for comfort.

“Um…” you began before he was ripped away from you, his back hitting the wall beside you. Thats when you saw your boyfriend, Lorenzo, pinning him to the wall with an angry look on his face.

“What do you think you’re doing chirpsing my girl?” He asked, taking him by the collar.

“Maybe your girl…shouldn’t be wearing such a short skirt if she doesn’t want guys coming up to her?” He laughed in Enzo’s face.

You uncomfortably pulled down your skirt, this morning you couldn’t find your tights so your legs were bare, you didn’t think it was that much of a problem.

Enzo’s fist collided into Cormac’s jaw, a loud cracking sound following after. You gasped as he threw another punch his way before Cormac hit him back straight in the nose. Enzo quickly clapped back with another punch to his face, pinning him to the wall.

“Don’t you ever. Talk to my girl. Ever. Again.” He said.

Professor mcgonagall swiftly made her way to the scene, breaking up the two boys. She sent Enzo your way before escorting Cormac to her office.

“Are you alright?” Your eyebrows furrowed as you took his bruised face into your hands. “I am fine, sweetheart. Are you?” He asked as he pressed his hand over yours.

You huffed, giving him an ‘are you serious’ look. You took his hand and began to lead him to the prefects lavatory, as you were one yourself. You bursted into the bathroom and pushed him against the sink.

You turned on the water and rushed to grab some paper towels, wetting them and ringing them out. His gaze followed you as you moved around the bathroom.

He wondered if he had did the right thing by hurting Cormac, his emotions had gotten the best of him. He had just wanted to protect you. He winced as you pressed the wet towel onto his nose, cleaning off the blood.

“Are you upset with me? Did I scare you?” He asked with a saddened expression. You sighed, “No, my love. I just…don’t like seeing you get hurt and fight because of me.”

“I didn’t like seeing him flirt with you and touch you.” His words made you smile, “I know, it just shocked me. I’ve never seen you like that.” You said as you dabbed the towel on his skin.

“I’m sorry..” he apologized as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You smiled, you pressed a soft kiss on his jaw.

“Don’t be. You were just protecting me. It’s like you’re my very own Prince Charming.” You giggled, his face lit up before he pressed a thousand kisses all over your face before pressing a kiss on your soft lips, making you both forget about all your troubles.

#lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire x reader #lorenzo berkshire x you #hp fanfic #hp #hp fandom #mattheo riddle #cormac mclaggen #harry potter #louis partridge #louis partridge x reader #harry potter x reader

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jymwahuwu · 8 months

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not sure if you're still doing the yan!jing yuan in the au where he spams the reader and stuff but like i just read all that stuff and holy shit i'm obsessed so i've been wondering, how does he behave when his darling is sick?

CW: yandere, non-con, harassment

related content: yan! jing yuan keeps spamming you and calling you yan! jing yuan visits your home yan!jing yuan tricks you into answering the phone

Thank you, I'm still working on this au, just haven't received new ideas ☺️😂💕 And- as someone who has just recovered from a cold, I have a strong urge to reply to this-

One day, your itchy throat gradually evolved into frequent coughing, as well as classic cold symptoms such as fever, sneezing. The space age is more convenient than any other era. After a medical robot visits your home to treat you and give you medicine, you slip into bed and fall asleep. It's a bit lonely just being alone, with only the sound of classical music for company, but it's not like that anymore - a few hours later, a hand is touching your forehead. Those golden eyes are examining you with concern and tenderness.

Jing- Jing Yuan!

Your harasser, broke into your home to take care of you.

You scream involuntarily, but the voice in your inflamed throat is hoarse. You don't have the energy to fight anymore and just stare at him blankly.

"Are you okay, baby? I've received the report from Qingzu." The general didn't tease you like usual, but frowned. "Why didn't you tell me? I'm your boyfriend."

You don't have the energy to refute his "boyfriend" claim. Instead, point your finger at the water and then at yourself.

You want to drink water. You need a lot of water, actually.

Jing Yuan immediately pour water for you. He carefully puts it to your mouth, and holds the cup (you think, Jing Yuan probably can't believe you can hold the cup now, damn it…). The general is genuinely concerned about the future of short-lived species. You are too vulnerable and need protection and love.

How do you survive in the universe?

You pointed to the bedside again, indicating that you need to take medicine. The General fed you a bowl of warm soup first, then put those pills on the tip of your tongue. He basically doesn't allow you to do that for yourself. After that, you need a good night's sleep, again. You still stare at him vigilantly, thinking about all the harassment he did to you before. Maybe Jing Yuan will take this opportunity to rub your chest - isn't this the perfect time? As it turns out, maybe you have some bias. You fell asleep without knowing it, and you didn't feel any touch, except for the cooling patch on your forehead.

A ray of sunshine in the morning shines into your home. You are much better. Jing Yuan dozed off with his chin resting on one of his hand. After noticing your awakening, the general returned to sobriety, with a surprised smile on his face, and touched your forehead again. "Are you feeling better baby?"

He- has he been here all night looking after you?

What is your reaction to this:

→ You are grateful/not grateful for it. Although Jing Yuan took care of you, those harassments are really not good. Your gratitude may encourage this. / He shouldn't have broken into your house after all.

You take your pills and your breakfast (still soup) while the General watches. You want to ask him to leave. Jing Yuan expected this. He stated that meetings are canceled these days, and he will temporarily stay at your home, work remotely and take care of you^^ Expect a lot of forced touching and fondling.

→ You appreciate it, and thank him.

You pull up the quilt, only half of your face is left, and lips are covered by the quilt. Your cheeks were burning, and you whispered in a still hoarse voice. "…thank you."

…The next moment, you are stripped of your pajama bottoms/skirt and panties, your ass is grabbed from behind and separated, that thick cock is pounding and slamming inside you. It happened so quickly and abruptly that you didn't know how to react to it.

What's going on here!?

You look back at him, the General's utterly fascinated expression, and mutter "how cute…"

#yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail #yandere jing yuan #yandere hsr x reader #yandere jing yuan x reader #honkai x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you

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callme-darling · 1 month

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imagining Swann being away from home filming and maybe you send him some ‘pictures’ of yourself during the day and that leads to phone sex later on 😗😗

ooooooh anon you have my heart for this.

i get the feeling swann’s the type to keep his phone on ‘do not disturb’ while on set to eliminate any chance of distraction or interruption.

meaning; it’s not until nearly two hours later when he finally gets a break that he’s able to check his phone and bam! he’s greeted with four pictures that could only be described as depraved lewd.

if swann knew how to act in front of a camera, you knew how to pose for one. the first two were the most innocent (and even that’s a stretch of the word). you’re fully clothed, but the first is a perfect exhibition of your cleavage while the second shows a knew skirt he had bought you a week earlier. he glanced at the text message you’d sent with them:

‘thought i’d try the new skirt out with a cute outfit, what do you think ☺️’

his hand would rub over his jaw as his eyes scanned the room to make sure no one was approaching before he opened the second set of photos that you had sent with the message: ‘or maybe you’d think i look better like this?’

almost immediately, he turned his phone off when the third picture loaded. you have the bottom hem of your thin shirt between your lips, the material pulled up just enough to tease the underside of your breasts. steeling himself, he clears his throat and opens it back up. the last picture was enough to have his ears turning pink. you were still wearing the skirt, but the only difference was that you were wearing just the skirt. you’re lifting up the hem of the short skirt to reveal your panty-less core. and fuck, he can tell from the picture you’re wet too.

he’d curse under his breath when one of the directing assistants calls his name. he still has a couple hours of shooting and an obvious tent in his pants. he makes sure to give you ample payback when he calls you from his hotel room later that night though.

he’d video call you, not even feigning surprise when you pick up, cheeks flushed while he gives you a knowing quirk of his brow.

“are you not going to explain your little stunt from earlier?

“what do you mean?” you try to play coy, but he can tell you’re just as needy and pent up as him. “i just thought you’d like to see how i style the skirt you got me.”

his lips twitch into a grin and that’s when you know he’s got you where he wants you. “you’re right, ma cherie, i do want to see it. why don’t you show me it again? so i can tell you how pretty you look?”

#ꕤ ₊˚✧ mailbox .#❀₊˚✧ thots .#♱₊˚✧ filth .#swann arlaud #swann arlaud smut

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andvys · 2 years

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Love me tomorrow

Warnings: angst, cheating, slut shaming, alcohol consumption, fluff

Pairing: Eddie Munson x female reader // oc x female reader

Author’s note: Not proof read! tbh I don't know how I feel about this buuuut let me know what you think! 💖

@twdimagining enjoy this bestie! 💘☺️

Parties have never been your thing. You hated crowds of people, they have never failed to make you feel extremely anxious and uncomfortable and while you loved loud music, you hated the loud music at parties, combined with the loud chatter and laughs of the people, it made you feel anything but thrilled to be here but your best friends and your boyfriend have insisted on you being here.

You loved your best friend but you hated his parties, despised them even but you still showed up every single time. You don’t know if it was because of Steve’s begging puppy eyes or because you would feel way too guilty for staying at home instead of hanging out with your friends.

Pushing past a group of people, you stumbled into the empty kitchen, a frown on your face as you look around the messy room. Empty cups and snacks littered the kitchen counter, the smell of alcohol and weed lingered in the air.

Sighing, you grab yourself a cold beer out of the fridge, knowing that you shouldn't be drinking more but at this moment, you didn't care. You just wanted to feel good and forget.

Forget your stupid fight with your boyfriend.

Just as you’re about to take a sip from your drink, a drunk couple stumbles into the kitchen, laughing as their lips connect, clearly not bothered by your presence as they as start making out in the middle of the room.

Rolling your eyes, you grip the bottle tightly as you walk out of the room “can’t catch a fucking break in this house.” you mutter to yourself as you walk back into the crowded hallway.

You have been trying to find an empty spot for almost an hour but every time you found one, someone would stumble in and ruin your peace.

The last place you wanted to spend your evening at was the bathroom but that was exactly where you found yourself at. The only quiet place.

Shutting the door, you lean against it for a moment. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to shut out the loud noises from the outside.

“I hate this stupid party.” you mumble to yourself.

“That makes two of us.”

Startled you open your eyes at the sound of someones voice, putting your hand on your chest your eyes widen as your eyes lock with brown ones.

Sitting in the bathtub with a flask in his hand, Eddie stares at you with a teasing look on his face. He takes a sip of whatever it was in his flask before he puts it back into the pocket of his jacket.

“Jesus.” you mumble “don't scare me like that, Eddie.”

He chuckles as he looks you up and down, eyes lingering on your skirt. He hasn’t seen you wear it before, it must be new. Eddie notices everything about you. From the way you style your hair to the way you pick your nail polish off whenever you’re nervous, he notices every smallest things about you.

His eyes fall on your guns n’ roses shirt, tugged into your black plaid skirt, your short black plaid skirt. He licks his lips at the pretty sight in front of him.

Raising his hands up in surrender “didn't mean to, sorry sweetheart.”

You purse your lips, clutching the cold bottle of beer against your chest, you look around the bathroom before you look back at Eddie who watches you with a small smile on his face.

“Umm, I’m just gonna go, you probably want to be alone.” you mumble as you avert your eyes from him. He makes you nervous. He always does.

“No, stay here.” he says “please, you’re like the only person in this house I want to hang out with.”

He looks at you with his big puppy eyes, the ones you can never say no to. He knows it, he knows the effect he has on you, the effect that cute pout and the pleading look in his eyes have on you.

“Okay.” you whisper.

Eddie smiles, pushing himself up, he reaches his hand out to you “get in doll.”

Grabbing his hand, you smile at him as you get in the bathtub with him. Your eyes meet and you can’t shake off the giddy feeling you get whenever you look at him or the way your heart flutters whenever you find him staring at you. You shouldn't feel this way, it’s wrong.

Letting go of his hand, you look away from him as you sit down across from him. You sit down on your knees, pulling at your short skirt.

“Welcome to the best hideout.” he jokes as he pulls the shower curtain close “look at this.” he chuckles pointing to the funny curtain “Harrington loves frogs.”

You snort as you look at the shower curtain and at Eddie who looks like he’s already planning on teasing Steve for this.

“So.. why are you here?” you ask, looking back at him as he sits down.

“I could ask you the same thing, aren't you supposed to be with-” he pauses as an annoyed look crosses his face “your boyfriend?” he mumbles with bitterness in his voice.

He hates your boyfriend. He doesn't even get what you see in him.

Chris is the classic jock. An asshole who thinks he’s better than everyone else, the kind that shows off with his daddy’s money and thinks he owns the world because of it.

It makes no sense to Eddie as to why you would date someone like him.

You are nice and kind. You don’t care about what people think of you and you never cared about popularity, unlike your boyfriend who does everything he can to stay ��relevant’.

You dating Chris makes no sense to him at all. You don't fit together.

Perhaps it’s the jealousy that makes him think that Chris isn't the right one for you. Eddie has loved you since the day fate has brought the two of you together- or rather since the day Dustin brought the two of you together when he basically forced you to stay at the boathouse with Eddie when the whole town was looking for him.

He had his eye on you for a while, always watching and admiring you from afar. He always wondered what the girl with the band shirts and leather jackets was doing with a jock who basically lived in his basketball practice clothes. You always stood out at the popular table, you just didn't.. fit in. You looked so out of place and you didn't exactly look happy either.

“We got into a fight.” you mumble before taking a sip from your bottle.

Eddie raises his eyebrows “again?” he scoffs “why?”

Shifting in your seat uncomfortably, you scratch the back of your neck “doesn't matter.” you mumble.

You didn't want to tell Eddie that your own boyfriend called you a slut for wearing a “way too” short skirt to a party or that he accused you of cheating on him with your best friend Steve because you hugged him longer ‘than necessary’.

Eddie tilts his head as he waits for you to tell him what happened. A part of him hopes that whatever it is that happened between your boyfriend and you would push you closer to the end of your relationship.

The persistent look on his face makes you sigh, knowing that he’ll keep asking about what happened until you’d finally open up.

“He called me a slut for wearing this skirt and then he proceeded to flirt with some cheerleader, don't even know her name.” you mumble, rolling your eyes at the memory.

Chris has been more of an asshole than usual lately, he never called you bad names or commented anything rude on your outfits and he never treated you as shitty as he has been the past few weeks.

At this point you don't even know why you are still with him. Your relationship isn't what it once was. He used to be the sweet boy next door who loved comic books and would sneak into your room at night to watch movies with you. He would take you on cute dates and treat you with kindness but now he was nothing but a classic high school jerk who treated you like shit.

Eddie’s lips parted in shock. He stares at you with wide eyes, anger rushes through him especially when he sees the hurt expression on your face as you look down, tugging at the ends of your skirt.

God, he would love nothing more than to punch your stupid boyfriend’s teeth out.

He hated the guy before but now? Now despises him. The urge to hurt him growing more and more by the second. Eddie clenches his hands into fists, finding it hard to relax after what you just told him.

He always suspected that your relationship wasn't what you made it out to be. Whenever you were around him, you looked unhappy and empty. You rarely ever smiled and you looked uncomfortable whenever he would touch you or try to kiss you in front of others.

That wasn't what a relationship was supposed to look like.

“Hey.” you mumble softly as you scoot closer to him, you put your hand over his “Eddie?”

Your voice pulls him out of his thoughts and your touch manages to calm him down, instantly. He looks down at your hand that is now holding his, in your lap.

Eddie swallows nervously as his heart flutters in his chest. Just a simple touch from you is enough to drive him crazy.

“You okay?” you ask him, staring at him with a concerned look in your eyes.

Eddie scoffs. “I should be the one asking you this, sweetheart.” he mumbles as he looks at you “your boyfriend is a piece of shit.” he blurts out, usually he never said anything bad about him even though he wanted to but he was too afraid ruin that little bond the two of you had but right now he was fueled by anger “don’t ever listen to the shitty things he’s telling you, he is just an insecure stupid idiot who never even deserved you in the first place. I mean- have you seen this guy? He is the one who looks like a slut.” he rambles, rolling his eyes he reaches for the bottle in your hand.

Perhaps it’s the alcohol in your system or maybe it’s the angry look on his face as he called your boyfriend a slut but you burst out laughing, hiding your face behind your hands.

Eddie gulps down some of your beer. Furrowing his brows in worry as he stares at you. Slowly he pulls the bottle away from his lips. Your shoulders are shaking, your hands hiding your face.

Panic settles in his chest as he thinks that he just made you cry. Putting the bottle down, he moves closer to you so you’re basically in between his legs “hey-hey, sweetheart.” he whispers as he takes your hands in his, dragging them away from your face slowly only to find you giggling, no tears, no frown on your face, nothing like that. You’re laughing.

Eddie relaxes at the sight of your happy face. Relief washing over him. For a second he thought that he made your situation worse. He would've never forgiven himself if he did.

“He is a slut?” you laugh, shaking your head.

Eddie can’t help but laugh with you, the sound of your laughter is contagious, it makes his heart flutter, it makes him happy.

“Yeah he is, with his short basketball shorts.” he jokes, his eyes lighting up as you continue laughing with him.

Eddie is still holding both of your hands in his and he is close, way closer than he was before. It makes you nervous but at the same time it makes you feel good.

You can’t deny the fact that Eddie makes you feel something that your boyfriend fails to do. He makes you feel safe and comforted. He makes you feel happy and he makes you smile every time you are with him.

He also makes your heart race like crazy especially when you find him staring at you from afar.

You look into his beautiful brown eyes, the ones that stare back at you with the most loving gaze. He always looks at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

Your eyes flicker to his lips and he notices it, of course he does and god, he wants to kiss you, he wants to kiss you so bad but he can’t.

Letting go of one of your hands, he reaches out to you, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, his thumb lingers on your cheek “you’re so beautiful, y/n.” he murmurs.

You smile shyly as you try to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. You should not feel this way.. it’s wrong.. so so wrong..

“So are you, Eddie. The most beautiful boy.” you whisper, not knowing what effect your words have on him.

Eddie blushes under your gaze, his heart beats wildly in his chest and he stares at you with an awestruck expression on his face.

“You’re drunk, sweetheart.” he whispers, shaking his head at your words.

You smile at him, noticing his flustered expression. You love how he always acts so tough and confident when in reality he is shy, awkward and blushes easily whenever you comment on his appearance.

“I’m not.” you say as you reach for his flask that is hidden inside the pocket of his jacket. His eyes widen in surprise as he feels your hand on his chest. The touch only lasted for a second but that one second was enough for him to grow as red as a tomato, his heart beating wildly in his chest.

You will be the death of him.

“But I should be.” you chuckle, you can't remember the last time you let loose. Every time you went to these parties, you only relied on soda since your dear boyfriend always convinced you to be the designed driver at every party but right now, you didn't care “Chris can find someone else to drive him home.”

Eddie watches as you take a swig from the flask, not even wincing at the taste of whiskey. A drop of it runs down your chin and down your throat. Eddie licks his lips at the thought of licking it off your neck and kissing you whilst you moan into his mouth as he pulls you into his lap.

“Eddie?”

Blinking, his eyes widen at the inappropriate thoughts that just crossed his mind. Shifting in his seat uncomfortably, his eyes lock with yours “y-yeah?”

“Wanna get drunk together?” you ask him innocently as you look at him with widened pupils. He knows you already had something to drink, he could smell the liquor when you moved closer to him.

“I’d love to but someones gotta take care of you, sweetheart.” he says, smiling at you as he reaches out to wipe the liquor off your chin.

Your lips part, staring at him with wide eyes, you gulp nervously. Your heart fluttering at both his words and his touch.

“Y-You don't have to take care of me, Eddie.” you whisper as you look down at his hands, his fingertips are lingering on your knees, the faintest touch of him makes you feel- weird, he makes you feel things that he isn't supposed to make you feel.

Your boyfriend should make you feel this way, not Eddie but you can’t deny the fact that you sometimes catch yourself wishing that he was your boyfriend instead.

“I know but I want to.” he pauses, he uses your distraction to stare at you. You are perfect, so goddamn perfect to him.

He loves the way your eyes light up whenever you talk about something you love. He loves the way you’re unable to fight that smile off your face whenever your eyes lock with his. He loves how you pass him notes during math class or how you use his hand to draw something whenever you get anxious or nervous about something. Knowing that his touch brings you comfort makes him feel all warm inside.

He loves everything about you.

He loves you.

“I want to take care of you, y/n.” he whispers, following your gaze to his hand, your hand is touching his, your fingers tracing his rings. Eddie grabs your hand, intertwining your fingers together.

Your eyes meet again and you can’t fight your feelings anymore, you can't deny them any longer.

Eddie is the one you want. The only one who makes you feel this way.

“Eddie.” you whisper, looking into his eyes, you notice the soft look in his eyes, the loving look in his eyes.

Suddenly the door bursts open, startling you, your grip on Eddie’s hand tightens and he pulls you closer in response.

Putting your hand on your chest, you roll your eyes at the rude interruption, letting go of Eddie’s hand, you reach your hand out to pull the curtain back to tell whoever it is to find another bathroom but Eddie stops you, gripping your hand tightly, he pulls it back again “wait.” he whispers.

You furrow your brows in confusion as you watch him peek out, his eyes widen in surprise, his lips part whilst his grip on your hand tightens.

You watch him in confusion, not understanding what has him so shocked until you hear a voice. His voice and someone else’s voice.

A girl’s voice.

It’s the same girl from before, the one he basically ditched you for when he turned his back to you.

You hear her giggles as they stumble further into the room after shutting the door, presumably kissing as silence fills the air for a moment.

“What about y/n?”

The mention of your name makes your heart stop for a moment.

“What about her?” your boyfriend chuckles “you didn't care about her before.” you hear him say, the sound of kisses captures your ears.

Before?

You can feel the bile rising in your throat, the sick feeling in your stomach at the realization of what has been happening behind your back.

“Yeah but she’s here tonight.” she mumbles annoyedly.

“Yeah and who am I with right now, baby?” he pauses “you, so forget about her, she doesn't matter to me, never did.” he murmurs.

God, you feel sick.

Eddie looks at you, an angry expression crosses his face. He hates him, he hated your boyfriend from the first time he met him but for the sake of your friendship he tolerated him but this? This made him want to kill him especially after seeing the shocked and betrayed look on your face.

You held your breath as you put your hand over your mouth, staring at Eddie with wide eyes. Your grip on his hand tightens, your eyes pleading to not make a scene right now.

You don't feel heartbroken just betrayed and hurt. You might not love him but the betrayal still stings.

He used to be your best friend and perhaps that’s why you stayed with him all this time. You held onto your friendship not your relationship.

“W-Wait, let’s go back to my place.” you hear her mumble “I don't feel like having sex in some random bathroom again.”

How many times has he cheated on you?

You don't even know what you’re feeling right now. Is it anger? Disgust? Sadness? Are you even feeling anything?

You aren't surprised to hear him agree to her but it still hurt you, not because he leaves his girlfriend but because he leaves his childhood best friend, the one he was always so protective of. He didn't even care about you, he didn't even hesitate to leave with her and leave you here, not even knowing where you are or if you’re okay.

The door shuts once again and you’re met with silence. You exhale softly as you move your hand away from your face.

Eddie looks just as shocked as you are but he’s also angry, angry at your boyfriend for hurting you and betraying you in such a disgusting way. He can’t believe that someone could get lucky enough to have someone as perfect as you only to throw everything away for someone else.

“Y/n.” he whispers softly. His eyes immediately soften as he looks at you. He scans your face, finding it difficult to read your expression right now.

“I-I’m okay.. I’m okay.” you mumble, shaking your head.

A sudden wave of embarrassment washes over you.

He shouldn't have witnessed this.

This was humiliating enough for you alone.

You wipe your fallen tears away and reach for the bottle next to Eddie but before you can even get your hand on it, Eddie pushes it away and grabs your hand “don’t, this’ll make it worse.” he mumbles as he scans your face worriedly.

You sigh, closing your eyes you nod slowly as you slip your hand out of his.

“Right. I’m uh- I’m gonna go.” you mumble, pushing yourself up, you avoid looking at him.

Even as he gets up as well, you look anywhere but at him, knowing that he looks at you with pity in his eyes and you don't want this right now, you don't want anyone to pity you.

Only as you stumble forward and into him, your eyes meet his again, his hands find their way to your waist, steadying you “hey, you okay sweetheart?”

You are okay. You are okay because he is here, because he is all you need, all you want.

You blink, putting your hands on his chest, you lean against him for a moment. Only now feeling the alcohol in your system. Your head is spinning and your knees feel weak.

Eddie cups your face gently, tilting your head up “lets get you home, yeah?”

You nod, letting him guide you out of the bathtub. He keeps his hands on your waist as you step out, pulling you against him “come on.”

Walking through the dark streets, you look at the ground blankly as you think about everything that happened. Eddie’s hand is resting comfortably in yours, his thumb rubbing circles into your skin, his jacket is draped over your shoulder, providing you warmth and comfort.

As the shock of what happened in the bathroom subsided, you started to realize that you didn't even care. You didn't care that your boyfriend who was now your ex boyfriend cheated on you.

You didn't care because you never loved him.

You didn't know what love was when you started dating him, you just liked him and he liked you and that's why you thought it was good enough to throw yourself into a miserable relationship while ruining the friendship the two of you had.

You didn't know what love was until you met Eddie.

The realization dawned on you a few weeks ago when you were hanging out at his place, listening to one of his many mixtapes you were laying comfortably on his bed while he was trying to finish an essay he asked you to help him with. You were watching him, using his distraction to admire his beauty, his brows were furrowed, his tongue poking out as he was writing his last sentence.

He looked so cute in that moment, his hair was tousled from pulling at it whenever he got frustrated with the essay, his cheeks were slightly red from the summer heat making it look like he had a constant blush on his cheeks.

The moment he put the pen down and sighed dramatically as he threw himself on the bed next to you, you stiffened, especially when he put his head on your lap. You stiffened not because you were uncomfortable, it was quite the opposite. You felt too comfortable. It felt so natural, like it was supposed to be this way. Your hands found their way into his hair and your eyes locked with his, a soft smile was lingering on his lips and he looked so.. happy.

In that moment you knew.

You knew that you had fallen in love with Eddie.

“Sweetheart?”

“Yeah?”

“Stupid question but are you okay?” Eddie asks, carefully.

You turn to look at him, his eyes are trained on you, a worried look on his face.

“Umm- yeah.” you mumble, nodding “actually I’m totally okay.” you whisper “I guess he did find someone else to bring him home.” you chuckle.

Maybe you’re going crazy but a part of you feels relieved that this night went the way it did. Getting cheated on should have hurt you more than it did but there was no love, no feelings, it didn't even hurt, not the way it was supposed to hurt.

Somehow the thought of Eddie having a girlfriend hurt you more than the fact that your boyfriend cheated on you with some cheerleader.

Feeling his eyes on you, you turn to look at him. His eyes are glued to your face, brows pulled together in concentration as he tries to read you.

“I-It sucks but it doesn't hurt. I don’t love him, I don’t think I ever did.” you shrug “I didn't really know what love was back then.”

Eddie raises his brows at your words “and now you do?” he asks.

You look deep into his eyes, your hand tightens around his, a smile tugs at your lips as stare at him.

Eddie can feel his heart racing in his chest, his stomach flutters and his chest feels warm. You always look at him this way, so softly and lovingly, it makes him giddy every single time.

There is something between the two of you, since the very beginning and he knows he isn't the only one who feels it.

He feels it in your touch and he sees it in your eyes.

You feel it too.

“Yes.” you whisper, squeezing his hand.

“W-What changed?”

You swallow nervously as you look at him. His brown eyes are flickering with hope, his grip tightens on you as he awaits your answer.

You feel flustered under his gaze, your hands are shaky. Taking a deep breath, you look up at the sky for a moment before you look back at Eddie.

“I met this guy.” you whisper “that I really like.”

“O-Oh..” Eddie murmurs, sadness flickers in his eyes as he averts his gaze from you, thinking of the worst already.

“He uh- he is amazing and funny and he’s actually very smart. I’m obsessed with his hair, it’s insanely good looking. He’s also very strong, we fought off these crazy bats together-.” you ramble.

Eddie’s shoulders slump as realization dawns on him.

Steve Harrington.

Of course you like Steve and his stupid hair.

“He also plays guitar- he’s in this really cool band and even lets me watch during rehearsals and-.”

Wait.

Steve doesn't play guitar and he isn't in a band either.

His eyes widen and his heart starts racing for the millionth time that night. He halts in his tracks, pulling on your hand, he turns his whole body towards you as he puts his hands on your waist.

“Y-you like me?” he asks nervously, interrupting your rambling.

You stare at him for what feels like an eternity as you struggle to speak up, too nervous to say anything, nervous about getting rejected by him.

You know there's no going back now, you have to tell him, tell him how you feel, tell him the truth.

“I-I do.” you whisper “whenever I'm with you, my heart is just starts racing like crazy but it also feels so warm and content and I- I just always want to be around you because you make me feel at home, you make everything- better and I couldn't help it, I couldn't help but fall in love with you Eddie.” you ramble, taking a deep breath, you sigh nervously after your confession.

Eddie stares at you wide eyed, his grip on your waist tightens as he looks into your eyes. This feels like a dream, everything he ever wanted is right in front of him.

He laid awake at nights, imagining this very moment, you feel the same.

“E-Eddie?”

Your voice is so small just above a whisper as you wait for him to say something. You blink nervously as you look down.

“Sweetheart.” he whispers, letting go of your waist he cups your cheeks instead, tilting your head up so he can see your face again “do you really mean that?” he asks, his eyes look hopeful and also scared, scared that it’s the alcohol talking, scared that you’ll regret it tomorrow morning.

You cup his hands and draw closer to him “I do.” you whisper. Your eyes bore into his soft ones, you smile at him “I never knew what love was until I met you, Eddie.”

Eddie’s whole face lights up, different emotions flicker in his eyes and he is happy, so happy. He wants to jump and scream in happiness.

“Y/n.” he whispers, leaning his forehead against yours, he stares into your eyes “sweetheart, my heart is yours, it’s been yours since the day we met so please-” he pauses, rubbing your cheek with his thumb, he takes a deep breath “please don't break it when you sober up. Please tell me all these things in the morning again, please still love me when you wake up tomorrow because I can’t go another day without you by my side.”

Your lips part, your heart squeezes in your chest. He looks so happy and scared at the same time, scared that you will break his heart but you would never, you would never hurt him. You will keep his heart safe, forever.

“Eddie.” you whisper, he is so close, your lips brush against his “I love you and tomorrow when I wake up, I will love you even more.”

His heart nearly exploded right there and then. He has never felt this happy in his life before but this, this was the moment.

He smiles at you, his eyes shimmer with happy tears as he pulls your body closer to him, pulling you flush against him “god, I’m so in love with you.” he whispers as he presses a soft kiss on your forehead before he pulls you into a tight hug.

Eddie knows there's no reason for him to feel scared. Deep down he knows that your feelings won't change tomorrow, that you will wake up and tell him how much you love him all over again.

All he wants is right in front of him.

You and your love.

He knows, you will love him tomorrow and you will love him the day after tomorrow.

Forever.

You will love him forever.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson fic #eddie munson angst #stranger things imagine #stranger things imagines #stranger things eddie

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the-face-in-the-mirror · 1 month

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Well hello there, it’s me, back with more food!

At long last, I’ve gotten around to Diane, our favourite giant. The leotard thing never appealed to me so let’s give her something more suited to her, because you don’t need to show cleavage to be sexy, am I right ladies? Took some inspiration from her season 2 outfit for the skirt and short, and the rest was inspired by a few of her Grand Cross outfits. The fur collar felt like a nice touch since Envy is wanting things that others have, much like how Ban—the other one with a fur collar—just wants things in general. Greed and Envy go hand in hand, oftentimes. Finally I gave her some brass knuckles because… you know what? She deserves them. The Giants are a warrior culture, too, and Diane’s abilities centre primarily around destruction in battle, so why not give her the means to just punch things?

Yes, you do see that right: Diane’s eyes are now green! Her purple eyes weren’t bad by any means, but I really wanted to include some green in her design that wasn’t her clothing (don’t even get me started on the New Holy War outfit) since the saying is “green with envy.” The inspiration to make her eyes green is because envy makes you want things that you SEE other people have, and from Malcolm X’s quote: “Envy blinds men and makes it impossible for them to think clearly.”

Look at me being all smart and stuff ☺️

I debated having her brand be a tattoo as well, since it wasn’t the Giants who sentenced her for her crimes; however, there really wouldn’t be anything preventing her from scarring, so they just… made the biggest branding iron ever specifically for her. It is now on display in Liones as a type of tourist attraction.

As for her little backpack thing, I find it odd that she had that in her initial design with no explanation. So, I imagine that when the Sins were on the road 10 years ago, Diane is the one who primarily carried their camping supplies. And it’s all still in there! Along with some other select belongings that we may get into later… ;)

Well, that’s Diane for you. Hopefully ya’ll like her new design because I know I do! Let me know what you think, if you’re so inclined. And I’ll see you all later!

#nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #nnt diane #nnt rewrite #canon rewrite #sds rewrite #nnt canon rewrite #sds diane #green eyed Diane is my reality and it will be yours too #I have many thoughts about my girl and you are gonna hear all of them #Justice for Diane my brothers #her and her bad memory

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catindabag · 3 months

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TBOSAS on Crack short take (74)

*How to avoid getting bitten by a rainbow snakey snake*

Prof.Demigloss: Mr. Anderson, please tell me one interesting fact about District 9.

Androcles: Ok! District 9 is known for its illegal rice cults!😀

Prof.Demigloss: Correct! Another point for Mr. Anderson.

Androcles: Yey!

Lysistrata: That’s not fair. That’s too easy, Professor.

Prof.Demigloss: Fine. I’m deducting 10 points from everyone but me.☺️

Lysistrata: Sir!

Livia: That doesn’t make sense.

Festus: 10 points?! But I only accumulated 8 points this year!

Gaius: I only have 4.

Apollo: I have 2.😀

Prof.Demigloss: Yey! A negative!

Lysistrata: Professor, you can’t do that! That’s not fair!

Prof.Demigloss: Do what?

Lysistrata: Deduct our points!

Prof.Demigloss: I can do whatever I want. I’m a dinosaur.😊

Lysistrata: I’m telling mother!

Prof.Demigloss: Yey! Demerits for everyone!

Domitia: Lizzie!

Livia: Thanks a lot, Vickers.

Lysistrata: I did nothing wrong!

Clemensia: I’m telling the Dean!

Diana: Really?

Clemensia: No. I’m telling Lepidus Malmsey and Capitol News.

Felix: Is that even allowed?

Prof.Demigloss: I’m going back to sleep now. Wake me up before my next break.

Coryo: Professor, please! I need my points back! I need to land on top!

Prof.Demigloss: Good for you, Crassus Snow. Goodnight.

Coryo: Professor!

Sejanus: I can always land on top of you, my love!😍

Coryo: Not now, Babe!

Sejanus: Kiss!😘

Prof.Demigloss: Mr. Plinth!

Sejanus: Yes?

Prof.Demigloss: If you and your sugar baby want to “make love” in front of the class-

Coryo: I’m his fiancé!

Prof.Demigloss: Sugar baby.

Sejanus: What should I do? Should I get a camera? 5 cameras?

Lysistrata: I have a camera!

Domitia: Take mine too!

Prof.Demigloss: Then please return my beloved Mr. Fluffy Feet-

Sejanus: I can’t.

Prof.Demigloss: Why not?! I need him! He’s my spy cam teddy bear!

Sejanus: Not anymore.

Prof.Demigloss: Return my expensive teddy bear! He belongs to me!

Androcles: No! Mr. Fluffy Feet belongs to me now! I’m his new best friend and partner in crime!

Prof.Demigloss: I bought him with my own paycheck, you thief!

Androcles: I found him, I keep him!

Prof.Demigloss: How could you?! You stole my poor teddy bear from me!😭

Sejanus: But Mr. Fluffy Feet is currently hiding in Dr. Gaul’s lab.

Prof.Demigloss: That’s why you have to return him to me. I’m scared.😞

Sejanus: Can’t. Sorry.

Prof.Demigloss: You’re not sorry.

Androcles: Sorry not sorry.

Prof.Demigloss: Is this because I illegally sold all of your pretty feet pics without the government’s permission?

Felix: You sold our feet pics?!

Prof.Demigloss: Online.😊

Gaius: You have my feet pics?!

Prof.Demigloss: Professor Sickle gave them to me for free.😊

Vipsania: My auntie gave what?!

Prof.Demigloss: She collects them. It’s her new secret hobby.

Livia: Ew. Were they ugly?

Prof.Demigloss: Half of them were either pretty or blurry.

Livia: Was mine the prettiest?

Prof.Demigloss: No. Snow’s, Creed’s, Ring’s, and Ravinstill’s were the prettiest of the bunch.

Livia: Of course they were.🙄

Diana: Which Ring?

Prof.Demigloss: Apollo Ring.

Diana: Figures.😔

Apollo: Yey! I’m pretty!

Hilarius: How about mine?😀

Prof.Demigloss: Ugly AF.

Vipsania: I don’t want to know!

Hilarius: How much?

Prof.Demigloss: How much what?

Hilarius: How much money did you make?

Prof.Demigloss: A million bucks.

Hilarius: One million bucks?!

Prof.Demigloss: I even auctioned off some of them last week.

Felix: You can legally auction off our feet pics without President Gran Gran’s permission?!

Prof.Demigloss: My dearest Felix, your granduncle was even one of my top buyers.

Felix: Nevermind. I don’t want to know.

Prof.Demigloss: I even auctioned off some of your old red skirts last month. It was fun.

Apollo: Is that even allowed?

Diana: I bought the skirts.

Lysistrata: Diana, how could you?!

Diana: I’m a skirt collector.

Lysistrata: Give them back!

Diana: No.

Festus: I want my shares!

Gaius: Mine too!

Coryo: But who the heck bought our pretty feet pics online?!

Prof.Demigloss: Mr. Heavensbee Sr.

Coryo: Of course he did.😑

Peacekeeper Joe: *runs in and salutes* Professor!

Prof.Demigloss: Hello, Officer Jovilius! How are you? How’s life?

Peacekeeper Joe: Stressed and underpaid as always, Professor.

Prof.Demigloss: Good for you.☺️

Peacekeeper Joe: Dr. Gaul wants to see Mr. Snow and Ms. Dovecote in her “totally legal” laboratory right now.

Prof.Demigloss: What for?

Peacekeeper Joe: I don’t know.

Festus: Is she going to buy our feet pics too?

Felix: I hope not.

Peacekeeper Joe: Are they still available?

Everyone: No.

Peacekeeper Joe: I’m sad now.

Felix: Thank Panem.

Peacekeeper Joe: Well, I still need Mr. Snow and Ms. Dovecote to come with me.

Sejanus: Can I come too? My beloved darling Snow Bae needs me.🥰

Peacekeeper Joe: No.

Coryo: I need my rich sugar daddy. I’m scared.

Festus: Me too!

Felix: And me!

Lysistrata: Let me join the fun!

Peacekeeper Joe: You can’t.

Clemensia: Officer, they’re my idiots. Please let them join us.

Peacekeeper Joe: I said no.

Coryo: Hilarius will give you his pretty feet pics for free.

Hilarius: I will?

Coryo: Yes, you will.

Peacekeeper Joe: Fine! All of you may join us!

Everyone: Yey!

Peacekeeper Joe: But be careful, be quiet, and behave!

Gaius: No promises.

Prof.Demigloss: Can I-

Peacekeeper Joe: No. You’re old. Dr. Gaul hates old people.

Prof.Demigloss: But she’s old too!

Peacekeeper Joe: And you’re a crusty dinosaur who needs to retire.

Prof.Demigloss: Crispus is sad now.

Apollo: Bye, Professor! See you later!☺️

Prof.Demigloss: Goodbye, children. Bring me 3 blueberry waffles and a cup of expensive coffee on your way back.

Gaius: Sure! Livia will buy you 10!

Livia: Ew. No.

*2 hours later, inside Dr. Gaul’s creepy “totally legal” laboratory*

Apollo: Yo, guys, look at that!

Coryo: Look at what?

Apollo: That! *points at a random glass jar* It has an ugly lobster monster mutt inside!

Festus: Cool! Let’s touch it!

Apollo: Maybe it can even slow dance and sing a song for us!😀

Felix: I hope not.

Livia: I’m telling mother.

Androcles: I’m going to steal that lobster monster later.☺️

Felix: Good for you.

Diana: Guys, look at that! It’s a big ass glass with a lot of wiggly candy worms inside!

Lysistrata: Those things aren’t wiggly candy worms!

Diana: Yes, they are.

Lysistrata: Those are baby snakes!

Coryo: Rainbow snakes.

Livia: Obviously.🙄

Festus: Let’s talk to them!

Androcles: Let’s steal one!

Felix: Where’s Dr. Gaul?

Peacekeeper Joe: She’s still in her private break room sipping hot tea.

Festus: Good! Let’s feed those rainbow snakey snakes before that crazy doctor kicks us out!

Coryo: With what?

Festus: What what?

Coryo: What are we going to feed them? Our limbs?

Sejanus: *pulls a body bag out of nowhere* I have a large sack of gumdrops and bread crumbs with me.

Coryo: Ok. Let’s feed them- Scratch that. Let’s feed me first.

Festus: And me! I’m hungry.

Coryo: Babe, feed me.

Sejanus: Anything for you, my love!

Gaius: *takes out his lunchbox* But can I feed them these tiny cheese cubes?

Festus: Do snakes even like cheese?

Gaius: Everyone likes cheese.

Coryo: Where did you get those cheese cubes anyway? Did my crazy cousin and her annoying cheese fairies gave them to you?

Gaius: No. A drunk Professor Click gave them to me for free!

Coryo: Well, that’s unfortunate.

Gaius: Why?

Coryo: I’m pretty sure that “Miss Alcoholic Click” laced those cheese cubes of yours with either posca, whiskey, or both.

Festus: At least it’s not cyanide.

Sejanus: Or rat poison.😀

Gaius: But can a baby snake even become a proud alcoholic like Professor Click?

Coryo: I don’t know.

Festus: Let’s test it out!

Gaius: Yeah! Alcoholic baby snakes! Let’s go! *throws the cheese cubes inside the snakes’ enclosure*

Hilarius: I have a question!

Clemensia: No.

Hilarius: Do rainbow snakes like to eat apple tarts or banana bread?

Lysistrata: I have an apple tart!

Diana: Can they eat oranges?

Apollo: How about grapes?

Hilarius: I’ll throw a banana just to be sure.

Clemensia: Sure of what?

Hilarius: I don’t know. I just want to throw a banana.

Coryo: Just throw everything in.

Diana: Ok. Whatever you say, Snowy!

Everyone: *throws every snack available inside the glass cage*

Gaius: Look! They’re all eating my tiny cheese cubes!

Hilarius: And my banana.

Clemensia: Shouldn’t we be worried about our own safety?

Gaius: What safety? We’re just feeding Dr. Gaul’s baby snakes.

Coryo: Clemmie, do you want to feed the rainbow snakes too?

Clemensia: No.

Coryo: You can feed them a gumdrop.

Clemensia: Fine. One gumdrop and we’re done. *throws a red gumdrop inside the glass cage* Happy?

Coryo: Look at that, Clemmie! They ate your red gumdrop.

Clemensia: Really?

Coryo: They’re now happy!

Sejanus: Have another one, Clem.

Clemensia: Give me the whole sack.

Sejanus: Yey!

Androcles: I’m still stealing one.

Peacekeeper Joe: Well, you do you. Goodbye. I’m going outside. Peace!

Lysistrata: Bye, Officer Jovilius!

Peacekeeper Joe: Just call me Joe.

Coryo: Bye, Joe.

Peacekeeper Joe: Bye, losers.

Dr.Gaul: *walks in* Ah! Mr. Snow! Ms. Dovecote- Why the f*ck are you all here?!

Gaius: We’re feeding your rainbow snakey snakes for free!

Apollo: You’re welcome.☺️

Dr.Gaul: Get away from my babies!

Felix: That’s rude. We’re still feeding and they’re still eating.

Dr.Gaul: Stop feeding my snakes!

Festus: Why? They’re happy!

Dr.Gaul: You’re ruining my project!

Hilarius: They ate my banana.

Dr.Gaul: F*ck your banana!

Androcles: Guys! *grabs a snake* I can hold and hug them now!

Dr.Gaul: Don’t touch-

Diana: Andie, get another one! I wanna hold a baby snake too!

Apollo: Me too!

Androcles: Here you go. *gives Diana a snake* A yellow and blue baby snakey just for you.

Diana: Yey! He’s mine now!

Apollo: Let’s name him Scamander!

Diana: Our pretty baby Scamander!

Felix: Can I have one too?🥺

Androcles: Sure! Here’s a pretty pink one just for you, Class Pres! *gives a cute snake to Felix*

Felix: Thanks. I’ll name this one ✨Little Saturninus✨.

Coryo: That’s a cool name.

Sejanus: Let’s name our firstborn son ✨Saturninus✨, Coryo!

Coryo: Sure. I approve.

Sejanus: And let’s name our firstborn daughter ✨Cassiopeia✨!

Coryo: I like Cassandra better.

Sejanus: Cassiopeia’s better.

Lysistrata: Cassandra Cassiopeia Lysistrata Plinth!😀

Sejanus: No. Your name is too long and too complicated, Lizzie. Sorry.

Lysistrata: Really?

Coryo: It’s also connected to an old but infamous viral disease.

Lysistrata: Which one?

Coryo: Rabies.

Lysistrata: I knew it.😔

Sejanus: Cassiopeia Plinth it is!

Coryo: Babe, my love, you can name our firstborn son ✨Saturninus Xanthos Plinth✨. How about that?

Sejanus: Saturninus Sejanus Xanthos Plinth?!🥹

Coryo: Sure. Whatever you want.

Sejanus: Whatever I want?😍

Coryo: As long as I name our firstborn daughter ✨Cassandra Coriolana Xanthe Plinth✨.

Sejanus: Deal!

Dr.Gaul: What the actual f*ck.

Androcles: Yo, I got my rainbow snake! Let’s go! *runs away*

Dr.Gaul: F*ck this. I’m going home.

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accio-victuuri · 1 year

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All about LRLG post 11/28/2022. ✨

You all know the drill, I cannot post the complete translation because i’m not authorized. I will share bits that are interesting and may have connections to what we already speculated before. I can only imagine a LRLG newbie or even if you’ve been reading their contributions for a long time, it’s always confusing. it’s bits and piece of conversations. We can only guess when things took place.

so just have fun with it, no need to take it seriously. there may be different interpretations, there is not wrong or right answer. ☺️

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

• It starts off with random sentences from WYB, again, like we are hearing him talking to someone on the phone with 0 context. It’s like you entered the room, saw WYB and you overheard these words.

"The ones that were left out on purpose are not real people, and they are generally reserved for moving.”

"I know, I even jumped off your little skirt, right?"

"Okay, okay, whatever you say it is"

"You're not a backup dancer, are you?"

"Then tell me after you finish reading"

"It's different, I remember you are guests"

"Not sure, I just sent it to you in advance to see what you think”

WYB was probably watching an old performance of GG when he and xnine were guests in a show. Lol at Web saying it’s a skirt! It’s not! He just tied it on his waist. It’s so nice to think about Web watching idol XZ, I guess we are not the only ones who loved that era and wish to see him perform again. This show was back in 2017, hahahaha! They are truly each other’s fans. Even if they often act embarrassed about their old works, it’s so obvious that these two enjoy watching each other’s shows/appearances.

there is also something so domestic about this. just talking on the phone about mundane things but it’s important cause it connects them.

• Then some talk about a vlog. I really hope WYB does some sort of vlog. Whatever he is comfortable to share. like the practice video that was posted by YBO. I know he’s not a fan of sharing too much private things and I wouldn’t want him to do something he doesn’t — but i can only hope. maybe. one day.

Staff: "This is the amount that needs to be issued by then"

W: "so much"

Staff: "But the time can't be too short"

W: 'Um'

Staff: "Just record vlog, and you can also record regularly in the future"

• Then talking about a Suona which is a traditional Chinese double-reed woodwind instrument. I wonder why XZ is using it. Probably for a role? Or maybe he’s being his talented self again and is picking it up for additional skill.

X: Suona is very good, unique and innovative

W: "It's difficult”

X: "Easy- what do you want"

X: "OK OK”

• HAHAHAHAHA this short exchange is my favorite. Even after all these years, XZ still remains to be the only one who wants WYB to shut up cause he talks too much.

X: you shut up

W: what's wrong with me

X: Have a meal ( eat )

• Another scenario of the young couple playing games. WYB is so cute saying “you’ve changed” to XZ. He’s really different around him. Usually when you put him in a situation where he has to be competitive, he’s no nonsense and will beat whoever the opponent is. but when he is with XZ, he will act cute. Winning is not important. It’s all about playing and spending time with his zhan ge.

W: "How about it"

X: "I'm not good at it, what can I say"

W: "You have to give it after you see it"

X: "advanced"

W: "You don't even look at it, you don't see me here

X: "I said advanced jumping"

W: "you've changed"

• Awwww. short legs? Who could it be other than princess jianguo! 🌰 Their little family is so sweet. I bet WYB is still spoiling her with the horrible costumes he buys. I remember when XZ shared photos of her, leftovers. Lol. He probably asked WYB what are the best ones to share.

"You video (call) me and you play with her

"It's not too much"

"Legs are really short"

X: I haven't come back for a long time, 🌰 doesn't know me anymore

W: I've known you since you haven't come back

X: It took a while for 🌰 to recognize me

The second half of the convo is so funny tho. WYB why are you jealous of a cat? LOL. He’s like, I can still remember you even if we don’t see each other for a while. HAHAHAHAHA! He is too much! and I feel sad for GG cause 🌰 can’t recognize him anymore.

• This exchange remind me of the green tea. They really have no issue with sharing each other’s drinks. What’s mine is yours.

X: wyb what are you drinking

W: Didn't you bring it?

X: Um

W: Then I'll drink yours

X: it is good

• THIS HAD ME DYING. Yibo calls XZ xiao xiao (allegedly). This is so sweet.

W: "Yeah, let's leave after chatting, xx has to catch a plane"

The interesting part here is it was typed out as XX to represent his name. We think this is the time when he was photographed leaving Beijing with that Tod’s bag that had XX on it. I already made a CPN post about it but now i realize i might be wrong. It is still his name, it’s xiao xiao. Only that it’s what Yibo calls him. I cannot. ‼️‼️‼️ Imagine him saying that while coaxing XZ and with his puppy eyes. Imagine.

• One of the interesting exchanges we often see in LRLG recently is when zz/wyb talk with their staff. We already CPN that their staff know each other and work together from time to time. But this is on a whole new level. I like the fact that they are cool bosses and care for their staff’s lives too.

gossip-ing

X: "You young people are now climbing mountains instead of falling in love."

Staff “I didn't climb to the top, the environment doesn't allow it"

W: "Well, stay at home"

X: "Exercise is good, it's not that XXX has a glass walkway, you can do it next time to see”

Staff: "It can make her pee"

Staff: "I'm drinking here, you say pee"

Staff: “😂 You are there to match up"

Staff: "Stop, stop, I just met once, I'll go through my own level first and then talk about it"

X: "It's not like there's going to be that suspension-bridge effect transfer

Staff: "Mr. Xiao is awesome, you are a little expert in love"

W: It's possible (then imitates the sound of a goose)

X: 👊Why do you owe so much?

W:(makes the same sound again ; like stuttering)

Staff: What?

X: "Don't worry about him, if you have time, you can do team building and go out for a walk"

W: "Fuck, the place we talked about last year is almost over this year, and we didn't go back to the team building"

X: "Each group has its own"

W: "They mess with them, we mess with ours"

Staff: “It’s hard to get out now”

Staff: "Well, if you can't change the place, you won't pick

W: whispered "our group"

The suspense bridge effect thing XZ is talking about is the idea that to make the one you love find it easier to fall in love with you — is in the situation that you two share the experience of feeling anxieties and fears. I honestly don’t know about this hahahaha! Xiao laoshi truly is a love expert.

Then WYB seemingly remembers something, probably a moment when XZ was feeling nervous. BXGs think it’s this interview, when he was stuttering talking about the person he loves. We already speculate that it’s about WYB and it made him doubly nervous because the person he is talking about is right infront of him. Also, these two have gone through life changing events together and more, so their love will only get stronger.

The talk about the team building is too cute! They want a separate one for XZS and YBO. Then you have WYB whispering that he wants just one for the two of them. A team building for this stinky couple! I give up! They are too much. 🙃

• One long exchange again.

Staff: "When will Teacher Xiao leave?

X: "In a few days"

Staff: "Be careful"

X: "What's the problem?"

X: "You watch your broken video again..."

W: "You don't take me with you.”

X: "You stay there by yourself, we don't take you, you're so funny”

W: "I'm showing you the takeout" 🥺

Staff: laughs

W: "He doesn't have a fruit bowl at home, I'll order you a takeout"

X: "Says it like I have no conscience"

W: "When you come up, you will be strange"

X: "I'm strange? They're all chatting, you still won't let me hold a mobile phone

W: "There is no outsider"

X: Well, you're an outsider now

W: 👊

I used strange but actually what it means is guài qì - weird or having weird temperament. I can only imagine being one of their staff and seeing these two as an example of what a couple should be like. The standard is too high!

• Finally, another round of WYB just talking. His humor. Lol. They can really talk about anything and laugh about it! It doesn’t matter what it is, he will share every bit to XZ.

"I'll give you a big red envelope for your birthday". "Serious Money"

"I'll tell you something funny"

" (xxx) went to the pharmacy to buy medicine and bought a bunch of toilet paper”

"I just found out that you can also buy laundry detergent"

The last part of LRLG’s message is really comforting as it says 快乐平安 - Happy and Peaceful. 🕊 There’s been some quiet in the fandom lately and as with my previous post— unrest in their Country. A lot of things are up in the air and we don’t know what is gonna happen, so this message brings me comfort. I really hope they remain this way and if ever there are problems they have each other and the close group of trusted people around them. 🤍

-END.

sources: one / two ( both of these are compilation links )

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here folks im just clowning like i always do #clowning and cpn bye

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mrs-hollandstan · 1 year

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Hey b, so mildly obsessed with your work (and possibly being your friend because you seem cool🥺) anyways idk if you’re taking requests rn it’s cool if you’re not but like I just bought a cute white golf skirt (it makes my waist look snatched and my booty popping 💁🏻‍♀️) and I can’t stop thinking about working at a golf course and tommy being like oh shit 👀 and all the guys are like nah they’re out of your league mate 😂 anyways I hope you have a good day and I like your tattoo!

Thank you, thank you. FYI I kept this one very non-binary/not explicitly gendered so anyone could enjoy ☺️

"Holland!" Harrison finally snaps Tom out of his trance from where he'd been staring at you. He gestures to the green, "Take the damn shot." He grumbles. Tom shakes his head of the thoughts about you, taking the shot which misses the hole by half an inch. He hums as he glances over his shoulder and steps out of the way for Sam,

"You guys got time for a drink after?" He asks. Harrison raises an eyebrow,

"This about Y/N again?" He poses. Tom shrugs,

"No… just could go for a cold one." He murmurs. Harry chuckles,

"Mmhmm. You do know Y/N is out of your league right? They're way too pretty for you." He tells his older brother. Tom rolls his eyes,

"It's not about Y/N." He growls. Harry rolls his eyes,

"Yeah… sure."

"I've got time." Sam mumbles. Harry and Harrison ultimately agree, the four of them finishing their round before heading for the clubhouse. Tom swallows, heart pounding out of his chest as they enter the bar, sitting at a free table in the middle of the room. Tom watches you take drinks onto your tray, delivering them to their table before you approach,

"Hey guys… long time no see. Same as usual?" You pose. They each mumble in agreement or nod as you scribble down on a pad, glancing out at them. Tom swallows as you offer a smile,

"Be right back." When you turn, Tom's eyes slide to the skirt you're wearing. Obviously it's got shorts under it, it's a golf skirt, but Tom can't help but wonder what it would be like if you weren't wearing a tennis skirt, if you were wearing just a normal skirt. He licks his lips as you lean on the bartop, watching your coworker crack open four beers before he sets them on your tray and you turn back towards the boys. Harrison smacks his arm,

"Ask them for their number." He goads. Tom frowns,

"No way, they'd say no."

"No they wouldn't. You're Tom Holland, you're irresistible. Go for it." Before anymore can be said, you lean over and deliver four beers to their group, smiling at them,

"Anything else?" You ask. Harrison glances at Tom, but when nothing pops up, you turn and start away. Harrison gives a good shove to Tom's shoulder before Tom stumbles to a stand. He clears his throat and smoothes over his pole before he starts towards the bar where you've retreated again,

"Uhm… Y/N…" He starts. You turn, smiling up at him,

"Hey Tom, what's up?" He swallows again,

"Nothing, uhm, I-I was just wondering if… maybe I could… get your number? I- I figured we could go see a movie or get dinner sometime soon, just the two of us." He poses. You can tell he's nervous by the way he stares at you. You smile and shrug, turning to scribble on a napkin. You hold it out to him between two fingers and he stares at you for a moment,

"What?" You ask. He shakes his head,

"I just… the boys told me you were out of my league and… I seriously thought it was true." He defends. You smile,

"Really?" He nods,

"Yeah." You shrug,

"What can I say, you're adorable and I'd love to go to dinner and watch you stumble over yourself." You admit, leaning in to kiss his cheek. He scoffs slightly,

"Wow… okay." Turning, he glanced back down at the napkin in his hand. Harrison gapes up at him as he slides in his seat,

"What'd you ask them?" He poses. Tom shrugs,

"I just asked for their number." He murmurs. Harrison reaches put and pats Tom's shoulder,

"Good job mate." Tom nods, glancing out at you, watching you work for a few moments. And he'd never forget that you're the catch, not him.

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland smut #tom holland imagine #tom holland x you #my writing #tom holland x reader smut #tom holland x oc #tom holland x nonbinary!reader #tom holland x gender neutral!reader #gender neutral y/n #tom holland blurb #tom holland blurbs

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can u make a smut of where bill DEVOURS ur pussy after a long and tiring day at work/school, btw i love ur profile and i hope u have good day/evening?

First of all tysm for liking my profile and it means the world to me, and I can do this request yes. But Ive never really done bill smut and stuff so if it isn’t the best plz lmk but please enjoy ☺️ also I’m so sorry I replied to this late.

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Y/n pov:

Me and bill had the worse day of school, it was so shit. Being a year 12, it’s a pretty hard job since we have to run most of the school, bill complained the whole entire day but it was adorable seeing him whine and complain.

It was actually really funny to watch, he would also try to flirt with me random times during assembly at the end of the day, he tried to fiddle with the hem of my school skirt, it was kinda turning me on but I had to keep my posture.

I know tonight’s gonna be fun…..

As bill drove us home he still kept playing with my skirt and rubbing my inner thigh, he looked so exhausted but looked like he wanted me, he is so confusing sometimes.

Soon we arrive home and he immediately brings me upstairs and slams me onto the bed, I gasped at the sudden move but I liked it, I watched as he climbed ontop of me and started to kiss my lips.

His kisses trailed down my body and he started to lightly kiss my inner thighs, I couldn’t help but whimper a bit, I could feel a little smirk form on his lips on my thighs.

He plays with the hem of my skirt “may I?” He asks innocently but he definitely isn’t innocent “yes baby please” I breathe out, suddenly I feel my skirt being pulled down by him, I lean my body up on my elbows and I watch him, his mouth right infront of my heat that was behind my underwear. I nod at him and he pulls it down slowly.

My pussy was already wet and ready, I continue to watch from leaning on my elbows, I felt his breath hitting it with breathe he takes, he slowly leans down and softly licks my entrance to tease me, I let out a small little whimper that hopefully only I could hear it.

He started to suck on my clit and my breath caught in my throat, I throw my head back in pleasure “oh fuck….” I mumble, I gripped his hair with one hand and the other arm to hold me up, he started to go faster and my moans kept going “nnn oh…fuck bill-“ I arch my back and my hips thrust up causing him to suck harder. He was devouring me and it felt amazing.

My moans and slurping noises fill the room and I cried of pleasure, he started to dart his tongue in and out of my entrance and it was too much pleasure

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I LIKED THIS I REALLY DID, MY BBF IS PROBABLY TRAUMATISED AFTER THIS BUT YEAH, IF ANY SPELLING MISTAKES PLEASE TELL ME 🙏

Also I’m so sorry that it’s so short, I have to do my homework for school because it’s over due 😭

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maladaptive-jcb · 9 months

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Chapter 6: Canvas of Connections

Jamie x female!reader

(fluff, safe for under 18)

Click here for chapter 5 if you missed it.

Summary: Reader is an independent artist who lives on her own in a small town and meets Jamie, a musician, in an art studio where their budding relationship formed through shared interests of different forms of art.

Warning: There will be talks about trauma and PTSD from sexual assault, domestic abuse and dissociative episodes throughout the story.

I check my phone screen as I hear that familiar notification sound from it. I feel a jolt in my chest when I see Jamie's name pops up as I click it. I open to a selfie that he sent and chuckle silently. It's a photo of him pouting in the driver's seat angled slightly towards the empty space beside him.

"Feels quite lonely when you're not here… ☹️," the message reads.

I start crafting my response in glee: "How sad. Guess we have to change that pretty soon. ☺️"

Jamie and I have been texting back and forth ever since we reconnected at the cafe. When we felt a deeper sense of closeness, we decided to exchange phone numbers at the end. Both of us realized that our heart-to-heart time wouldn't be enough in just a short coffee break. We texted about everything from our favourite books, destination spots, movies to even as silly as our quirky habits. With every text, my heart dances in flips. I can almost hear his voice, laughter and his genuine smile behind every single one of them.

Ding! Another response received. "How about I'll pick you up tomorrow for our class? We can go together! 😉"

I start beaming at the thought of starting a new routine with Jamie. Usually when I walk into class, he'll already be sitting there with his paintbrushes laid out or I'll be the one who's waiting around to hear the familiar footsteps of his ankle boots walking in. Now that he's already initiating a plan to come together shows how familiar and comfortable we already are getting with each other. This thought thrills something in me.

"Sounds perfect! Can't wait to see you tomorrow! 😊" I hit send, feeling a smile creeping up on my face again.

_____

One more time. I tell myself as I check my appearance in the full-length mirror in my bedroom, knowing full well I'll be back to check myself again in a few minutes. I keep tidying the hair that I tied up while still lowering some face framing bangs, adjusting my colourful-patterned top, paired with a simple denim jacket and a black skirt. I intentionally planned the balance between casual and put-together into my whole look. As I step back, the last touch of my subtle stud earrings sparkle under the sunlight streaming through my bedroom window. Yeah, that looks good.

I wonder if Jamie would even notice the effort behind my look. All those clothes laid out in bed and tossing aside the ones I didn't want from the previous night seems comical to me at the moment. However, I really do want to put more thoughts into how I look to Jamie today. He's quickly becoming an important person to me and I don't want to take that for granted.

"Good morning! I'll be there in 10 minutes. See you soon!," his text pops up on my push notifications. I pack my bag up with my art supplies and go to wait at the window. The view from my apartment window overlooks directly on the front driveway of my building. Peering down, waiting with anticipation of every passing car that could potentially be his. Sure enough, after a while, a familiar blue convertible turns into the driveway. Even after imagining that image so many times in my head, my heart still jumps when it actually happens.

When I walk out of my building, I'm met with Jamie standing right outside the car waiting to open the door for me. I speed up my walk towards him in excitement and give him a quick hug. He smells different, a little woody yet fruity at the same time. It's very intriguing and inviting. Seems like he's putting in the effort for me too. It makes me want to hide my smile at the thought.

"Hi! Wow, you look gorgeous!" he exclaims, admiring myself from top to bottom, which makes me more nervous than I thought I would be.

"Oh, thank you. Well, you don't look so bad yourself," I playfully push his arm.

Sure enough, he looks as stylish as ever but truth is, it doesn't matter what he wears. I'll always be captivated by his ruffled up blond hair, clear ocean eyes, striking features and lean build. Always towering over me with a sense of protection.

"Why, thank you, darling," he smiles and runs his hand through his locks. "Are you ready?" He finally opens the door of the car for me. I chuckle at him.

"You really don't have to do this every single time, you know?" I say.

"Try and stop me," he grins back and closes the door after me.

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Mr. Hayes and a few of the students were already there. We arrive quite early so we figured we would set up our stuff before we start. When I see two empty seats next to each other, I turn to Jamie.

"Do you want to sit together?" I ask him. His head turns towards me with a little bit of surprise and gladness.

"Really?" he asks back.

"Yes, silly! Come on!" I nod my head towards the seats.

We take the seats and put down our bags.

"It's just…" he starts ruffling his hair again.

"What? What is it?" My curiosity starts growing.

"I don't know. I just think it's funny since there were times where I was thinking of sitting next to you but there was never an available seat. Even when I was early, someone else took the seats next to mine instead," he stares forward, remembering them in his head.

My heart feels touched until something clicks in my head all of a sudden.

"Wait, I might be crazy here but… is that why you were always so grumpy in class?" I ask.

He starts blushing and rubbing his cheeks with his left hand to hide it. His silver rings twinkling under the fluorescent studio lights as he did. "Oh, lovely. You finally caught on me."

"Wait… Jamie Campbell Bower, have you been thinking about me? This whole time?" I start playfully shoving his arm and teasing him endlessly about it. His face starts getting even redder and it's even harder for him to hide it.

"Stop it, behave yourself!" he says in a slightly higher pitched voice with a shy grin on his face.

"Okay, I'll stop… this time," I giggle.

"I'm glad we're here together by the way… even though it took us long enough," I add, shifting the teasing away to calm him.

"Yes, me too. Plus, you promised to help me in class, didn't you? I'm still holding onto that," Jamie says as he leans his body closer.

"Yes, absolutely my dear boy," I pat his back. He smiles with it.

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Today, Mr. Hayes gave us a few options of landscape photos to study and copy them into our paintings for the day. The landscape photos were put up from the easiest to the hardest one. Jamie chooses the one in between. Sort of an intermediate level. It's a lovely photo of a purple sunset with different hues of mountains overlapping on the horizon as they fade away. I choose the same because I think it would be nice for us to study it together.

Jamie has the first few layers of colours on the canvas and is now struggling to get the perspective right. I stop to look at his work and help him learn how to realign the proportions through sketching out the shapes before layering another colour. The change of mood shown in his demeanor after accomplishing what he thought he couldn't do makes my heart warm. It feels as if I succeed alongside him as well. He looks up to me again for approval when I notice something and laugh.

"Jamie, you have purple paint on your cheek," I point at the part of his face, continuing to giggle.

"Oh, great…" he rolls his eyes at himself. "I must look soooo attractive right now."

Yes, you do.

I shake my head and smile. "It's okay, I got this." I pull out my wipes from my bag, gets up from my chair and starts cleaning the acrylic paint on his cheek. The acrylic paint is a little dried up so I'm trying a little harder to get it out when I finally notice his iridescent eyes staring right at me. My heart skips a beat.

"Is it gone?" He asks.

I clear my throat. "Oh, yes a little bit more and… there you go."

"Thanks," he beams.

Class is going really great today, especially now that I have him here with me. No longer just staring from across the room or stealing glances at him when he's not looking. No. He's actually sitting next to me now. As my friend.

Jamie and I couldn't stop talking the whole time. Sometimes he would peek over my painting and tried to learn the techniques that I've been using. Because of his eagerness, he'll try and reach my hand to move it away so he can look closely at what I'm doing. I just shake my head at give a slight chuckle from time to time. His behaviour is quite entertaining to see.

Mr. Hayes comes up to us and tells Jamie that his work is super impressive for the day.

"I'm glad you have been learning more with y/n now, huh?" Mr. Hayes nods at me as he talks to Jamie.

"Absolutely. She's an amazing teacher. A cute one too," he smirks and winks at me.

"Now, now am I not a cute teacher for you, Jamie?" Mr. Hayes teases back.

"Oh sorry, Mr. Hayes, I mean-" Jamie's hand on his mouth now.

"That's what I thought," Mr. Hayes chuckles. "You keep an eye on this young boy, y/n. Alright?" He then says to me.

"I will, Mr. Hayes. I promise," I giggle as he moves along to check the other students.

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"Hey, thank you for today. I know it was a lot, you know, teaching me while also doing your own painting too," Jamie says to me as we step out of the studio.

"Are you kidding me? It was so much fun doing this with you. I knew I could unlock your potential."

"I really did great today, didn't I?" I sense his happiness in his high pitched voice and his usual big grin on his face.

"Oh yeah, Mr. Hayes was very proud of you!" I place a hand on his shoulder. "I'm proud of you too."

Jamie pulls me into a hug. It takes me by surprise but I feel pleased to welcome it, taking another sniff of his woody scent. His chest feels warm and I can hear the excitement in his heartbeat.

"You're not working today aren't you?" he asks.

"Nope. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I was wondering if you would like to do something," he suggests.

I can feel a smile starts forming on my face.

"Well, what do you have in mind?"

"Come with me. To the beach," a thrill in his voice as he speaks.

"Okay, but please let me get ready and change before we go out again this time."

He laughs again. "Alright, let's go get you back home then."

Jamie drives me home and promised to come back in a couple hours.

Chapter 7

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Hi, guys! I'm back! Thanks for all the notes and sweet messages you left me for my stories so far. I'll try to update as often as I can. I hope you like this chapter as much as I do. Just you and Jamie being cute hehe. I'm planning to do more cute stuff like these without derailing my actual main plot. So much in work! I'm excited!

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