#they're friends of my mom and stepdad
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i love the lesbian couple that lives near my parent's work. they are super nice and they live in a farm with nine dogs and over fifteen cats (not an exaggeration). im pretty sure one of them was in a cult when she was younger. they're both butch and one of them says she doesn't see gender for anyone ever, only presentation and pronouns. she still uses the word lesbian to herself because she thinks it sounds cool. all animals in their farm are rescues. they have more coconut trees that they can account for so everytime we visit they shove coconut at us and we leave with at least ten in our car because they literally don't know what to do with that much coconut. their existence fills me with hope
#this is true btw#they're friends of my mom and stepdad#because one of them is my mom's coworker's sister#and they sort of got super close#the coworker has kind of left the “group” recently#for multiple reasons including but not limited to: he excused fascism in front of us and we never let it go#i love them so much#they had a horse for a while#and a donkey#mine#not to be taken seriously#personal
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YOUR BIGGEST FAN — GETO SUGURU
✧･. on vacation with your family, you discover that your biggest fan may not be a mystery after fall.
( TW ) f!reader. camgirl!reader. stepbrother!Geto (in a plot device way, no nii-chan and stuff.) unprotected sex. cream pie. phone sex. squirting. fingering. mutual masturbation. cunnilingus. deception. mentions of bullying. misunderstandings. hurt/comfort. explicit content.
word count - > 6.6k
authors note. can you see I wasn’t creative with the username? I have a love-hate relationship with this fic because I feel like it goes from 0 to 100 real quick lmfao. This is heavily inspired by the book Eyes on Me!
“I bet you look handsome.” You smile at the black screen with the default profile picture floating in the middle.
‘Nah.’ User @Sssman72 types into the chat the takes up the left half of your computer.
“Stop! Don’t say think bad things about yourself,” You laugh, making sure your tits jiggle in the flimsy red lingerie you're wearing. “I know your handsome baby.” You reassure your favorite client. The man who alone gives you 50% of your income. He’s the one who bought you this pretty lingerie set you're wearing.
‘You look tired babydoll...how was today?’ He types.
“I’m fine, I promise, just had a long day, was on a few other private chats with some other customers the entire day.” You confess. In all honesty after this call you were planning to pass out and try to get a few hours of sleep before you had to fly out to your family's vacation home. Today on your live stream, you told your followers you were going on vacation for the next two weeks and wouldn't be online. You didn't plan to get on a call with @Sssman72 but he had texted you as you were getting ready to go to bed that he had a bad day and wanted to see you. Before you had a chance to protest, he spent you 500 and said it would only be 30 minutes. You gave in because first he was your biggest supporter and you wanted to be there for him in some way with all the money and gifts, he sends you and second, you didn’t mind chatting with him, you thought he was the sweetest and you struck lucky the day he joined one of your lives.
‘I’ll let you go then, I want you to get some rest before your flight, sorry for keeping you up beautiful just needed to vent about my ass job.’
“I’m always here for you handsome, I'll make sure to send you those pictures you requested through the week.”
‘Make sure you enjoy your break babydoll, don’t gotta worry about me. Goodnight.’
You say your goodbyes and end up falling asleep in the lingerie bought you as soon as you shut your laptop.
—
“How’s college y/n?” Your stepfather asks when you slide into the back seat of the car. Your mother fitting the last of your luggage into the trunk.
“it’s fine, some of my classes are difficult but nothing I can't manage.” You answer as you buckle in.
“Oh yeah? Thats good. You mom tells me you started a job a few months ago, how's that working out for you?”
You tense under the small blanket you’ve thrown over yourself.
“u-uhm yeah its good—yeah it’s been fun.”
“I’m sorry sweetheart, I don't remember what you mother told me you did again.” He chuckles.
“Uhm—I'm a bartender, m-my friend works there and got me a position.” You tell him the lie you've rehearsed hundreds of times. You start to sweat under the blanket. Did he buy it? What if he and your mom found out what you did? Are they planning to ambush you when you get to the house? They're going to make you drop out and chain you up in the basement when they find out. You throw the blanket off, suddenly too hot and alert. Guess that nap you were planning on taking during the drive wasn’t happening.
“Oh, that’s fun sweetheart, I remember I bartended awhile when I was in college, got fired for stealing the alcohol though,” He laughs at the memory before turning to look at you. “You wouldn’t do that though, you’re a good girl.”
You nod, thankful that your mom decided now to take your stepdad's attention away and get in the car.
“Alrighty were good to!” She cheers. Your stepdad turns back around in his seat before starting the car.
“Finally, thought we were going to get a fine parked here another minute.”
“Oh, shut up! Y/n are you excited to go back to the vacation house? You haven’t been in years!” You mom asks as you guys pull out of the airport.
“Yeah, I can’t wait to, I missed the hiking trails and the waterfalls. None of that in the big city.” You answer truthfully. You did miss the silence of the secluded house you vacationed at every summer since your mom married your stepdad. It was the company that you hated. As if your mom heard your thought, she says something that makes your heart drop.
“Suguru feels the same way, we didn't even have to blackmail him to come! That boy...”
“Suguru is coming?” You scream.
“Coming? Sweetie, he’s already arrived this morning. I’m so excited were all together as a family again.”
“Are you fucking serious mom? Turn the car around and bring me back to the airport!” You screech. You were not going to spend the next week with your bully of a stepbrother.
“Y/n!” You mom gasps.
“Sweetheart, he’s changed.” Your stepdad tells you as if that's going to make it better.
“That’s what he wants you to think! He’s the worst human being on planet earth, please don’t make me spend the next few weeks with him, please mom,” you lean over the consul. “Please dad.” You pout at your stepfather. You know he gets weak whenever you call him dad.
“Sweetheart...”
“No! You aren’t sweet talking your way out of this, he’s changed. He isn't the same teenager with a chip on his shoulder, he’s matured. He even told me the reason he’s coming is to apologize and bond with you y/n.”
“He’s lying mom! He doesn't care about me; I wouldn't be surprised if he told you that just so he could drown me in the lake. You guys own the land so nobody would find my body!” You start to tear up. You were going to jump out of the car if your parents didn't turn back around. Your stepbrother was your biggest tormentor since the day you met him. From picking on you at home to getting the girls to bully you at school. He made your life hell for four years. The day you left for college you screamed how much you hated him and told your parents that the four of you would only be in the same room again when you lay in a casket.
“Oh, don’t cry sweetheart. Your mother is right, he’s changed, I wouldn’t have allowed him around you if he hadn’t. Give us a week and if you want to leave, I promise I'll drive you back to the airport and you’ll never have to see him again, please?”
“No.” You cross your arms and look out the window despite knowing that they’ve won. You can’t jump out of the car now that you are on the highway, and you didn’t bring your own car to drive yourself back to the airport.
“We’ll give you the master suite, the whole attic floor to yourself.” They bargain. You act like you’re thinking of accepting the offer. With the master suite taking up the entire third floor you could lock yourself up there and ignore Suguru. You could also film videos and even go live because the room is soundproof. You perk up at that. You could just spend your vacation on stream and chatting with @Sssman72. He’s somehow always free for you and told you that if you get bored you could call him. He’ll make up for your stepbrother’s awful behavior.
“Fine, I’ll take the master suite.”
—
“Okay that's the last of your luggage, we’ll be having dinner in a few hours on the dock.”
“Kay, thanks.” You watch your stepdad shut the door. Once he does you release the tension in your shoulders. You lock the door before running to throw yourself onto the huge king bed. You sink down. You didn’t see Suguru when you arrived, you mom told you he was probably in town. You hope he stayed in town for the next two weeks.
After laying it bed thinking about how much you hate Suguru with a passion you pull out your phone and open the porn app. You click on messages and open your chat with @Sssman72.
‘Hey...I know I told you I was on vacation but I already wanna go home. You don't have to answer lol.’ You send. He immediately starts typing.
‘Of course, I'll answer you babydoll. What’s wrong?’ Your face heats at the pet names. You wish you knew what he looked like, all he told you about himself was that he was in his twenties and worked for his father's company. You want to know more, what he looks like, what he sounds like. If the messages he sends make you sweat, you wonder what’ll happen if he spoke to them to you. In your head he’s a handsome bachelor who just so happened to find you and deem you worthy of his time and money but hell, he could be lying. He could be some old rich man in his eighties who likes young girls like all the rest of your viewers. The romantic part of you ignores that and is convinced he is who he says he is and that one day you’re going to meet in person and fall in and have a bunch of his babies.
‘You know that stepbrother I told you about?’
“Mm, that asshole who bullied you?’
‘Yep, that asshole. Anyways I bet you won't guess who's here on vacation with me?’
‘Are you serious?’
‘Dead serious...my parents didn’t tell me until I was already trapped and now, I have to spend my vacation away with a man who hates me for no reason.’
‘Wow that’s crazy lol. Did your parents tell you why he chose to vacation with you if he doesn’t like you?’
‘Apparently he’s here to make amends...he’s probably here to kill me so he gets all the inheritance.’
‘Well, what if he’s really there to make amends baby?’
‘You should've heard the groan I just let out. I can’t believe you’re on his side babe. When I tell you that he too evil for that I mean it.’
‘Hey, you know I'm always on your side babydoll, I'm just giving you a man’s perspective on it. Maybe he realized he’s fucked up and he feels back so he wants to apologize for all the wrong he caused you’
‘Yea well from a women's perspective he’s an asshole who doesn’t care about anyone else but himself!’
‘Don’t say the baby...hypothetically what would he have to do to get you to forgive him?’
‘Hypothetically he's going to have to get on his knees and beg for my forgiveness every time he sees me until I deem, he's forgiven. And he’s also gonna have to send every dollar in his bank account to me AND be my slave for the rest of his life...hypothetically.’
‘Lol you never know babydoll, he just might be willing to do anything for your forgiveness. I know I would.’
‘That’s because you’re perfect and care about my feelings...now I'm gonna go get some sleep before having to eat with the devil. Pray he doesn’t poison me and I survive the night.’
—
You sit at the dinning room table waiting for Suguru. Of course, he’s late, he doesn’t care about anyone's time but his. You say so to your parents.
“Y/n stop being so harsh and give him a chance please.” You roll your eyes and go back to scrolling on social media.
“Sorry I'm late.” You jump at the deep voice before whipping your head to the left where your stepbrother stands looking so...so different.
“Suguru! No need to apologize! Come sit.” Your mother points to the empty seat opposite you. Suguru glances at you and smiles before walking to the seat. You gasp. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him smile at you or anyone else. Actually, you know he hasn’t smiled at anyone, he was know for being so stoic. You watch intensely as he pulls out the chair and sits. He looks like a different man, his hair is long, down past his shoulders, the black shirt he's wearing stretches around a huge chest. He looks like he spends half his day in the gym. And those eyes—those eyes that always had heavy eyebags and glared at everyone that looked his way, look at you with gentle look you can’t place. They even crease with the smile that he’s wearing. Your eyes widen, he has a fucking dimple. He looks like a gentleman, he looks handsome. You can't stop staring at his smile.
“Y/n? You alright?” You Stepdad breaks through the haze you were in. You look at your parents and back to Suguru who all have concerned expressions on their faces. You feel your entire body heat in embarrassment.
‘Uhm—yea I'm fine.” You look at your parents, refusing to look back at that smile. Suguru has different plans.
“Hey y/n, it’s been a long time yeah?” Suguru says in that deep voice that has your heart beating faster. Out the corner of your eye you watch as Suguru reaches over the food, holding his hand out. Does he really think you’re about to give him a damn handshake?
...Are you seriously thinking about shaking that huge hand? No, you won’t.
You purse your lips and cross your arms over your chest. You swear you see him glance down at your cleavage but the next second, he's holding eye contact. You blink and look away with a ‘hmm’. He lowers his hand.
“Alright guys let's eat, okay?” You mom breaks the tension. Everyone grabs their share, and you eat in silence for a while, nobody brave enough to speak and you simmering with anger at Suguru. You throw glare at him every time you look up from your plate which happens more times than you’d admit.
“You got something there.” Suguru points the sharp end of the fork at you.
“What?” You ask.
“There,” He grabs his napkin and starts to reach for you. You tense suddenly locked in place. Suguru brings the napkin to the corner of your mouth and wipes it. “There you go.”
You stare at him like he's grown three heads. Maybe he’s dying and wants to make amends? Why else would he be treating you like this. Maybe someone took over his body? That has to be it.
“Uh thanks?” You mummer, unsure what to say.
“You're welcome little sis.” You choke on your spit. What the hell did he just call you!? He must be messing with you; you’re suddenly filled with rage. You glare at him, hoping he disintegrates with the sheer force of your stare.
“You’ve grown up.” Suguru says after another blinking contest, you lost.
“Yea, have you?” You snarl. He stops smiling.
“I have,” he says seriously, setting his fork down. “I want to talk about—”
“I don’t care.”
“Please—”
“No!” You slam your hand on the table, and he goes silent. You’re overcome with guilt before you remember that he bullied you for a year, that he told the entire school to bully you after he graduated. Fuck him.
—
You slam the door the door of your room speed walking to the bathroom. You strip your clothes before turning on the tub. You finally breathe when you settle into the scolding hot water. You needed to wash his gaze, his touch, off your body. The entire dinner after your conversation was awkward, your parents didn't really speak, and you refused to glance back up at Suguru who wouldn't stop staring.
You hated him. You hated him. You—you can’t bring yourself to hate him. For some unknown reason you can’t bring yourself to hate him despite everything he's put you through. Why? You shake your head. You don’t want to think of Suguru while you're trying to relax. You phone dings. You pick up and a smile replaces your frown. @Sssman72.
‘How are you babydoll, you alive?’
‘Yes, wish I wasn’t though.’
‘Why what happened during dinner?’ You sigh and send him voice message detailing everything that happened.
‘Oh wow.’
‘I know.’
‘You gonna give him a chance to explain?’
‘I don’t know I don’t want to but also, I want to hear his explanation...can we call I really don't want to type all of this out?’
‘Course, give me a second. I'll call you.’ You wait a few minutes before you hear the familiar ring.
“Hi handsome.” you smile at the blank profile. Right now, you’d do anything to see him, to hear him comfort you, to be in his arms. He could be the ugliest man in the world, you wouldn’t care.
‘HI beautiful. Talk to me.’ He types into the chat box.
“I don't know. like I said I want to hear him out but also, I don't want to hear it because what it it’s bad, what if it doesn’t excuse it? But also, what if it does and I feel like shit for being mean back—it's just so stressful.”
‘I know babydoll. I wish I could be there right now and hold you. I would do anything to take that hurt away. I'm sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.’
“Stop, don’t apologize you didn’t do anything. If anything, I should apologize for using you as a therapist when you paid to see me naked.” You laugh.
‘Beautiful girl—I would rather pay to hear all your problems and be able to comfort you than see you naked again.’
“Wow you don’t want to see me naked, I'm hurt. Just kidding, thank you for saying that handsome.” You feel your heart skip a beat at his message. Maybe you can convince him to turn his camera on tonight.
“I kinda wanna take my mind off everything right now.” You murmur into the phone before turning on your camera. You hold it above you and smile so he can see everything.
‘So, fucking beautiful, prettiest girl in the world. You gonna give me a show?’
“hm,” You use your free hand to tap your chin. “Only if you do something for me.”
‘And what is that?’
‘Can you turn your camera on? And before you say no, you don’ have to show your face—maybe you can just show your dick or something else. We can masturbate on the phone, please handsome please.” You whine giving him your best puppy face. You watch as the chat bubbles disappear and reappear. You’re about to back out but all the sudden you’re looking at a dim lit room and a huge cock between a big hand. Your eyes widen and the sight.
"Y-you probably won’t be able to type and jack off at the same time” You suck in a breath. Please turn your audio on please...
‘I’m gonna turn my audio on but I won’t talk, okay? Think you can get off on my moans babydoll?’
You nod.
‘Good girl now show me that pretty pussy, make it squirt for me.’
You lift yourself up to sit on the corner of the tub, propping one leg on tub and spreading the other that rests in the water. You flip the camera so your mystery man can watch you finger yourself. You hear him groan and spit onto his hand.
You moan softly at the sound, teasing your entrance. You wish he was talking to through it, but you’ll settle for this for now. One day...
“Mmm, wish you were the one fingering me right now,” You circle your clit before gliding your fingers out your cunt.
“Wish you were here, holding me n' fucking me.” You curl your fingers into your g-spot and moan. You look back at your phone, watching your stranger play with the tip of his long cock. It looks so big compared to his hand, you know you’ll struggle to take it. Your pussy clenches around your small fingers that do close to nothing compared to your dildos at home.
“Wan’ your cock in me so bad, it looks so big you’ll have to force me to take it, you’ll have to hold me down and make me take it.” You cry out. You watch as he squeezes his hand up and down his cock. It looks painful. He grunts louder.
“M’gonna cum for you handsome, m’gonna give you what you want and make a mess,” You speed up your fingers to match how fast he slides his fist up and his cock. You moan louder, thankful that you got the suite and aren’t in the room next to your stepbrothers, how embarrassing it would be if he could hear you pleasuring yourself.
You clench harder around your fingers. Your stranger starts to grunt and groan louder. You shiver at his deep voice on the edge of cumming.
“Please please let me cum please! Can I come for you please?” You cry, your pussy starts to squelch, spurts of liquid coming out.
“Yes, cum for me.” Your mystery man groans in an all too familiar voice but before you have time to think about it, you’re squirting, the grip on your phone loosening and falling into the water.
“N-no!”
—
“Yes, this phone is done for, your mother and I are heading into town we can try to find a company that sells phone, but you know how small towns like this are.” You stepdad stares at your phone that’s been sitting in a container full of rice since last night.
“Fuck, I need it for work! What am I going to do?” You look up at him in distress.
“What do you need your phone for bartending?” He looks down at you incredulously.
“My boss is sending me some important email and I didn't bring my computer.” You lie.
“Well, you can use Suguru’s laptop, I saw him using it this morning in the sitting room. Think he left it there before he went on his run.” Your stepdad points down the hall as your mother rounds the corner.
“Ready to go honey?” She asks your stepdad.
“Coming! Use Suguru laptop to check your email, if we come back and you haven’t got the email you can use my phone. Bye! Have fun and be nice!” Your stepdad waves before following your mother. You wave back.
Of course, you had to use Suguru’s laptop. Maybe you can just log in, tell your stranger that you’re okay and that you won’t be able to contact him until you get a new phone and then delete the history before Suguru comes back from his run. It’ll only take a few minutes...you hope he doesn’t a password.
You run to the sitting room, but you don’t see a laptop anywhere. Dammit, he always has to make things hard for you. You walk up the round staircase and down the hall until you're standing in front of Suguru’s room. You look around, as if Suguru's gonna pop up out of nowhere and attack you from going into his room. You shake the thought off and open his door. You stop and stare at the bed, you feel like you've seen that duvet. You chalk it up to a bunch of man having the same bedding before turning to scan the room for a laptop. You quickly spot the laptop on his desk and run to it. You sigh in relief when it opens to the last tab he had opened. Thank you Suguru for not caring about who gets into your shit. You click new tab and start to type in the name of the website you use before you freeze.
You only need to type in three letters before the website popped up in top hits. You stop breathing. No... He couldn’t know what you do. Is that why he came here? Was he going to expose you to your parents? Was he acting nice to butter you up before crushing you? Your vision starts to blur. All boys watch porn, maybe he just happens to watch porn on the same website you film on. You can block your account from him so that he never finds you. You swallow before clicking the tab. You shakily move they pointer over to the search bar before you spot something in the left corner that makes you dizzy.
Right where the username of the viewer is supposed to be is the username @Sssman72. Your heart stops and you feel wetness hit your hands. This can’t be real. You move to chat and cry out when you see your username. The last text he sent was asking what happened. No—this is a dream; you’re going to wake up and this is going to be a bad nightmare. You refuse to believe the man you’ve been slowly falling in love with over the last six months is your stepbrother, your bully. The man you confessed all your darkest secrets is the man who never showed you an ounce of kindness. Is this a part of his master plan? Is he going to blackmail you and hold all the nudes you’ve sent him and all the secrets you’ve told him over your head. You’re going to become his slave, doing whatever he wants of you until you die. You curl into yourself and cry harder at the thought.
“Y/n? What are you do—” Suguru stops when he sees what's on the screen. “Let me explain please baby.” He reaches out to touch your shoulder. You flinch away from his touch.
“D-don’t call me that,” You sob staring at him with such heartbreak in your eyes he wants to drop and beg for your forgiveness. “You-you, it was you the whole time.” Your voice breaks.
Suguru nods slowly trying to reach out for you again. You take a few steps away. “Was this some masterplan to hold me under your thumb for the rest of my life!?” You scream at him.
He’s grateful your parents went out of town; this would be an absolute shitshow if they were here.
“No babydoll—”
“I said don’t call me that you asshole! Stop pretending. I hate you Suguru! You win okay, you win!” You tell him before you run out of his room. He curses before running after you, you run up that stairs and into the suite but before you can shut the door Suguru shoves it open. You drop to your knees to pull your suitcase from under your bed.
“Please listen to me y/n. I wasn’t faking—stop packing and let me explain.” Suguru pleads as he watches you throw your clothes into your suitcase.
“Y/n, baby, please listen to me please” He grabs your arm, and you try to fight him, but he pulls you down onto the bed with him. He hugs you around the waist and you push in this chest trying to break free. His heart aches. He hates seeing you hurt, he hates that he was the one who made you cry like this. He hates that you only associate him with the version of himself that he created to stop anyone from seeing what he was truly feeling. He hates that you won’t accept the real version of him now that you know it was him. He holds you tighter as you scream and cry. He whispers sweet nothings as you whisper how much you hate him. At some point you stop fighting and wrapping your arms around his neck. You sniffle into his neck, and he rubs your backs and rocks you.
“Why?” You ask hoarsely after all the anger leaves your body. Now you feel numb, like you're watching your life from a third perspective.
“I never hated you, I never lied, and I never planned to blackmail you—I know you don’t believe me baby but everything I've ever told you on that app was real. Everything I feel for you is real.” You pull your face out of his neck and stare up at him. You don’t believe him.
“I have never hated you y/n. I swear it. I hated the fact that my father replaced my mother with yours not even a year after she died. Baby, I never fucking hated you. I was just a teenager who didn’t know how to express my emotions so I took them out of the person I knew I could hurt the most. It was bad I know; I feel like shit to this day. When I graduated and got away from my father, I realized how bad I was to you, and I got into therapy. I wanted to be better for myself, for you, for everyone around me. I didn’t know that the bullying continued when I left. I didn’t know how bad people had taken it until that day I came back home. When you told me off about it, I was so confused. I’m so fucking sorry. I want to reach out and apologize for everything and the day I planned to do it Satoru—my best friend, you remember him—well he sent me the link to your account and so I made an account and it all just spiralized out of control after that. I was too embarrassed to tell you it was me and then we started to form a connection, a real connection, and I didn’t want our conversations to end so—fuck I'm sorry. Everything I told you; I meant it. I fucking meant every word.”
You sit there stunned, trying to comprehend everything he said. You never knew about his mother. You thought she had passed away long before your mom and his dad had met. But you remember when your stranger told you that. God, you remember when your not so mystery man told you about his family the seemed so familiar to yours. And he didn’t tell all those people to bully you after he left? Did he mean every word? Every word of affirmation he gave you. Those times when he told you that you were capable of being loved and that you were going to find someone who would love every part of you, the good and bad. Was that the same Suguru? You try to wrap your mind around the fact that the man you love is your stepbrother.
“I know it’s a lot of information.”
“It is.”
“Do you believe me?” He looks at you with furrowed brows. You do. Despite everything you find yourself nodding. He sighs and you feel the tension release from his shoulders that your arms are wrapped around. You suddenly realize the position you two are in and feel your face heat. Your arms are wrapped around his neck and your legs are on either side of his thick thighs his cock, the cock that you saw last night, is right underneath you, if you lower yourself an inch, you’d be sitting on it.
Suguru grips your waist with one hand, the other cupping the right side of your face. You look up at him and sniffle. He leans down until your foreheads are touching.
“If you give me achance, I'll treat you like the queen you are. I’ll love you the way you’re meant to be loved. One chance is all I ask for.” He mummers rubbing your noses together.
You hesitate, one part of you wants to run away with him because he’s the man you’ve wanted for the last six months. The other part of you wants to run away from him, he’s your stepbrother, he lied, and you don't know if he would’ve ever told you the truth. But isn’t that what he came here to do? Can you blame a little boy for being mad at the people who replaced his mother?
You give him his answer by grabbind his neck and push his lips towards you. If this does go to hell at least you’ll have a story to tell your feature children.
Suguru kisses back before standing and pulling you off him. “What—”
“You said you wanted me on my knees, didn't you? I’m ready to serve you in any way you want. I can have my savings transferred to your account by tomorrow night.” He says as he drops to his knees. You stare at him with wide eyes as he holds your legs and starts kissing from knee to right where your pussy starts.
“Suguru—”
“Shh babydoll let me take care of my girl, show her how sorry I am for hurting her.” He mummers before dropping your leg and picking up the next one. He repeats this a few more times before finally asking you to lift your hips so he can pull your leggings and panties off. Suguru throws your pants behind him before standing up to pull your tank top off. You reach behind to unbuckle your bra and toss it on the floor with your other clothes. Suguru chuckles, reaching up to kiss all over your face.
“Take your clothes off too Sugu.” You giggle, reaching for his sweatpants. You get a firm grip and yank them down. His thick cock bounces out. Your mouth goes slack. The phone call didn’t do it justice. It somehow looks bigger than before and if you weren’t wet before, you are now. That thing is going to be inside you soon.
“Like what you see beautiful?” You nod dumbly as you watch Suguru step out of his pants and take his shirt off with one hand. He’s so fucking sexy.
He drops back down to his knees and pulls you until your ass is hanging off the bed. “Lay down and let me please you.” You comply and watch as Suguru lifts your legs up and buries his face in your cunt. Your hands fly down to his long shiny hair.
“Suguru!” You moan as he licks you from asshole to clit. He sucks on your clit before biting both lips. Your pussy clenches. “Feels s’good Sugu!” You grind down on his talented tongue. Suguru hums into your clit before setting one of you thighs in his shoulder and bringing his fingers to your entrance. He teases you, only pushing his fingers into the joint before taking them out. You cry out in frustration before pulling on his long hair when he finally slides two big fingers into you.
Yours definitely don't compare to his long thick ones. Your back arches off the bed as Suguru fingers jackhammer into you all the while his mouth sucks on your clit.
“S’good Sugu! Don’t stop!” You scream letting go of hair with one hand to cover your loud mouth.
“Don’t hide those sweet moans from me babydoll. If you want my cock, you’ll let me hear you scream my name as you cum on my fingers and mouth.”
You bring you hand back to hair and grind hard as you get closer and closer to orgasm.
“Gonna cum! M’gonna come!” You cry, as you release all over Suguru's face. He moans and sucks even harder before adding another finger. You cry at the sudden intrusion. It doesn't take long before you’re coming all over again, this time liquid shooting out of you and onto Sugu’s chest.
“Yes baby, that's it—what a good girl,” He praises as he slurps up all your juices. “Such a fucking good gril f’me.”
“Gimme a kiss.” You say between heavy breaths.
“Does the pretty girl want kiss?” You nod, pulling Suguru down with you by the shoulders.
“Want you to kiss me while you fuck me for the first time. Want it to be special,” You confess shyly. Suguru leans down and pecks you on the forehead, then the nose, and then both of your cheeks.
“Don’ tease meanie!” You laugh when he kisses the corner of your lips.
“M’sorry baby, can you forgive me?” He pouts.
“Hmm—I’ll forgive you only if you kiss me right no—” You don’t even finish your sentence before Suguru shoves his tongue down your throat. You kiss him back and your tongues fight for dominance. Suguru wins and smiles into the kiss. You can’t believe this is happening. Your bully, your stepbrother, your mystery man is kissing you right now. Your about to make love with said man.
“You okay babydoll?”
“Mhm, just can’t believe this is all happening.”
“Me too beautiful, you sure you want to do this right now? We can always wait.”
“No, I want to. I want you.” You raise your hand to tuck his hair behind his ear. He smiles, showing you that adorable dimple. You kiss it.
Suguru kisses your lips once more before he grabs his cock, rubbing it up and down your cunt.
“Fuck—I don’t have a condom.”
“I’m on the pill—please Sugu.” You beg, frustrated from all this foreplay. You’ve been on edge since last tight in the tub.
“Alight beautiful,” He pushes the head of his cock into you. “Fuck me—you feel so good. Always knew you would.” You feel his fist guide his long cock into you. You moan. He fits you perfectly.
“Sugu—feel’s s’good, want more!” You cry, fisting the blanket’s underneath you.
“Does my baby want more—does she want to orgasm on my cock?” You nod watching Suguru lift your legs to his shoulder. He leans down, bringing your feet to the side of your head. You whine at the stretch.
Suguru groans as he pulls his cock in and out of you.
“S’too much!” You moan into his shoulder. He just laughs and picks up his pace. The fancy headboard above the bed starts to slam against the wall. You watch with blurry eyes as the stock photos hung on the wall shake.
“Said you wanted more baby, ‘m giving you more.” he says before biting into your neck. Hard. You scream, back arching at the pain. Your hands fist the sheets even tighter, knuckles turning white. Suguru unlatches his jaw. Lifting his head to admire his mark. Now all your customers will know you belong to someone. To him. He kisses the mark.
“Sugu, It’s too much. Hurts! m’gonna cum!” You cry, tears soaking the blanket breath you.
“Oh, don't cry baby—shhh—you’re so beautiful y/n. So damn pretty.” He whispers, coaxing you to orgasm. Your eyes roll to the back of your head. You stop breathing for a second as your pussy contracts around Suguru's cock. Suguru follows in suit, spurting his cum deep inside your pussy.
“Fuck,” he draws out, collapsing onto you.
“T-that was—”
“The best sex ‘ve ever had.”
“Same.” You smile before wincing.
“What’s wrong babydoll.”
“You're about to break my damn hip if you keep my legs up any longer,” Suguru lefts himself enough to bring your legs to his sides. “And you probably ripped a chunk of my neck off with that little trick of yours.” You grumble.
“It’s not bad, promise.” He kisses the bite mark softly.
“And all the pictures fell of the wall.”
“I’ll put ‘em back up baby,” He laughs into your ear. “Just let me hold you for a second.” He kisses your cheek before snuggling deeper into you. You throw your arms around his shoulder while you both try to wrap your head around everything that happened.
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Stepdad! Miguel O'Hara. Always trying not to see you for the pretty princesa he's been fucking for months, even before he married your mom. Trying to stop the onslaught of lust and animalistic urge that overcomes him whenever you're around.
He finds himself failing when, late one night, he's making his way to the kitchen when he hears the familiar sound of your moans and whimpers. Unable to help himself, he wanders toward your bedroom, surprised to find your door slightly ajar.
The scent of your arousal is thick, making his mouth water and his cock spring to attention. He peeks into your bedroom, delighted when he finds you spread on the bed, fingers stuffed into your soaked cunt.
You writhe and whine, breath heavy. He can hear your pussy squelching in the little breaks between your sounds. He reaches for himself, adjusting his cock and trying to push away the desire.
But then you have to go and moan, “Miguel! Miguel, please!”
He loses it. He's just about seeing red as he bursts into your room, his chest heaving with heavy breaths.
You jump, embarrassed, and he's on you almost instantly, in you within mere minutes.
As he slides into you, you moan, body shuddering beneath him.
“Yes, princesa,” he groans, holding your thighs spread wide, his eyes dark with lust as he watches himself pump into you. “Oh, fuck, I missed this pretty little pussy.”
You whimper, hands rolling into fists around the bed sheets, eyes fluttering shut. “Miguel!” you gasp, and he goes harder, faster, deeper. You swear you can feel him almost quite literally rearranging your guts.
He leans over you, pulling your legs over his shoulders and fucking you impossibly rougher. He holds onto the bed frame, your bed squeaking with every hard, borderline painful thrust. But it feels so good. It's just too good for you to want to stop.
He bites your neck, your shoulder, kisses your lips until they're swollen. He fucks you like an animal starved, going round after round even when you're on the verge of passing out.
And then he gives you one final orgasm before finishing himself, filling you up with his thick, hot load.
The next day, at breakfast, your mom sees the hickeys across your neck. “What's that?!” she gasps.
You exchange looks with Miguel who, much to your surprise, looks absolutely innocent—which he should definitely not.
This ends with you getting grounded, never mind the fact that you're twenty-two already.
Your mom leaves later to go grocery shopping and for a coffee with friends.
Miguel takes care of ensuring you learn your lesson.
Bent over the tabletop, pussy raw and soaked. You take pounding after pounding, his seed spilling into you again and again until you're seeing stars.
He tugs at your hair, forcing your back to arch. “You better make damn sure no one ever knows about any of this,” he warns. “Otherwise, I'll have to punish you, not only discipline you. And you don't want that, do you, princesa?”
Well. Honestly? Yes. You'd absolutely love it.
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#Today i am sad. and I don't really know why#like i know i was sad earlier but had no reason#and now i kinda have a reason#but i feel. childish for it lol#I'm not invited to thanksgiving because my stepdad is mad at HIS daughter#so they're not doing Thanksgiving at all#Which means for the first time ever I'll be alone on thanksgiving#and it. it's really upset me lol#I don't know why even. like thanksgiving is stressful i should be happy#but I'm not lol#it doesn't help I've been listening to iron & wine all afternoon so i feel even worse than i did#but i just. i don't get to see my mom much#and i feel like he's going to cancel christmas too#and i think it's upsetting me so much because i feel like i don't belong anywhere now#Everyone around me will have people for thanksgiving#whether it's family or friends. but I'm going to be alone#it makes me feel so isolated again
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Cool About It
Summary: Natalie Scatorccio might be the meanest girl you know, and somehow, you've fallen for her.
Notes: please be kind this is my first fic! Not proofread. Also it's just a pretty slow burn.
"You should totally do it, y/n," Tai said to you from across the table, "I mean, you already know like half the team. And it's not like you have anything more important to do."
"Wow, Taissa. Wow. Maybe I do have more important things to do. Did you ever consider that?" You replied, taking a bite of your sandwich.
By 'it', you both meant managing the soccer team. Tai and Lottie had both been bugging you about it for months, essentially since school started. At first, it was to meet new people. Then, it was to hang out with them. Now, it's because you have nothing better to do.
"If by important, you mean spending your stepdad's money, then I guess you do have more important things to do."
"Rude, but fair. It's not my fault he gave me a credit card with no limit. Trying to buy my love or whatever."
You had moved to Wisayok at the beginning of your senior year, because your mom remarried, and your stepdad couldn't move because of his job. Coincidentally, it was also because of your stepdad that you met Lottie and Taissa. Lottie's dad and your stepdad were business partners, so you two were forced to hang out pretty often. Luckily, you got along well. Then Lottie introduced you to Tai, and you three had pretty much been inseparable since.
"Look, y/n, please just manage the team. What else are you gonna do when Lottie and I both have practice, huh?" She asks.
She kind of has you there. Sure, you have other friends, but they're either also on the soccer team, or not 'hang out outside of school' friends.
"Damn, really pulling the loser card on me are you." You replied with a look of mock-hurt on your face.
"If the shoe fits."
"Fine. I'll do it"
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"And this year, coming on as a new manager, is y/n y/l/n. I want you treating her with respect," coach Ben announced to the Yellowjackets on the first day of practice.
You looked around at the girls standing in front of you. Obviously, you knew Lottie and Tai. But you also knew Van. Mostly because of Taissa's insane crush on her, but you two also had a few classes together.
Shauna you also knew, but that was because you'd been paired up for a project in world history, and you got along pretty well. Jackie, of course, was team captain and Shauna's best friend. You didn't know much else about her, but she seemed fine.
Laura Lee, on the other hand, you decided to avoid at all costs. You knew she was religious as hell, and you didn't feel like being told that "god wanted you to be straight". Sure, Lottie told you that she was okay, but sometimes Lottie didn't have the best judgement.
That left Natalie. You had no idea what she was like. You knew she was friends with Van, but that was about it. Honestly, she kind of scared you.
"Hey! I'm y/n, nice to meet you all!" You said with a smile, attempting to look each of the girls in the eyes. Most of them just stared blankly back at you, but Shauna gave an encouraging smile.
This was going to be interesting.
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By the third week of attending practices, you'd figured most of the girls out.
Van was the team goofball. Constantly cracking jokes, trying to get people to laugh. The two of you clicked instantly, your humor just matched. You made it your lives mission to make fun of Taissa as often as possible.
Laura Lee was sweet, you had to admit, but she was a bit pushy in her religious thoughts. You weren't too upset, though. At least she hadn't tried to get you to date boys.
Shauna was just the sweetest. Definitely the team mom. She was the most welcoming to you when you were first getting started as manager, and you really appreciated it.
Jackie was a lot sometimes, but she also just believed so wholeheartedly in the team and their abilities. You admired that about her.
And Natalie? She was kind of a mess. But you felt inexplicably drawn to her. Maybe it was the messy hair, or her smudged eyeliner. Or maybe it was that you couldn't figure her out, but you wanted to.
"Y/n snap out of it. We have to leave soon," Lottie yelled at you.
"Oh shut it. I just have to put shoes on. Plus, it's a party. No one shows up on time." You replied, rolling your eyes.
"Yeah, but we have to pick up Van and Nat. And if we don't leave soon, we'll be too late for it to be socially acceptable." Taissa pulled on a jacket.
"You just want to see your girlfriend," you said, drawing out the word. Tai's brown skin flushed a dark pink. Everyone had noticed the two of them hanging out more and more. Of course, you were happy for them.
"Don't act like you don't look at Natalie like you want to bang her brains out. Tai's not the only one with a crush."
"Enough, both of you. We seriously have to leave." Tai's voice kept you from making a comment about Lottie and Laura Lee.
"Don't wanna keep your girlfriend waiting!"
"Shut it, y/n"
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"Y/n, Lottie, Tai, good evening ladies. Y/n, thank you for driving. I owe you my life." Van's voice bounced through your little sedan as she got into the car.
You laugh, throwing your head back a bit.
"Of course, Van. It gives me an excuse to not drink."
"Wait, you don't drink?" Nat asked, sounding like she thought you were insane.
"I don't drink at parties, at least not ones with a lot of people I don't know. It's not really my thing," you reply, attempting to keep your tone even. You knew that some people found your aversion to drinking odd, but honestly you didn't care.
"Damn Nat, don't insult the driver. She might just leave your ass," Van joked, quickly shifting the mood.
"Oh, she'll do it too," Lottie added, "I wouldn't test her."
"Maybe it's your ass I'd leave. Ever think of that?"
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You were standing in the kitchen, sipping a Diet Coke when Shauna walked up to you.
"Hey, y/n. I didn't really expect to see you here. You don't seem like the party type."
You smile at her. "I'm not. But Tai and Lottie roped me into it. I think they just wanted someone to drive them home, honestly."
Now it was Shauna's turn to smile at you. "I'm sure that's not the only reason."
"You're probably right about that."
"Where are they, anyway? You'd think after convincing you to come to a party they'd at least hang out with you."
"I seriously have no idea. I don't care though, as long as I can find them when it's time to leave."
"Let's go find them. Or at least one of them. You shouldn't be standing here alone at a party you didn't even want to go to."
"Shauna, you're being really nice and all, but you should go have fun. I don't mind being here alone."
"Are you sure? Because if not I could-" before Shauna could finish, Natalie walked up to the both of you.
"Shauna, leave the poor girl alone." Natalie leaned up against the kitchen counter.
"Don't be a bitch, Nat."
"Hey, let's not fight in the kitchen. Nat's right, though, Shauna. You don't have to stay here with me."
"You sure?"
"Absolutely. Plus, now I have found someone to talk to." You gesture towards Natalie and smile at Shauna. She looks as if she's not totally sure if she's believes you, but she walks away anyway.
Once she's out of sight, you turn to Nat. "Thanks for saving me, but you didn't have to be mean to her. She just wants to make sure everyone's having a good time."
She scoffs, "that wasn't mean."
You roll your eyes, "sure," you say, and turn to walk away.
"Hey, wait."
"Dude, I know you don't really want to spend your time here talking to me. You don't have to pretend like you do."
For a moment, Natalie almost looks hurt. Before you can tell for sure, her face changes and she's smirking at you.
"You're right. Go find Lottie and follow her around like a puppy. I know that's what you want to do anyway."
You don't even dignify her with a response, and just walk away for real this time. You spot Lottie from across the room, and almost walk over to her, but then you remember Nat's words. They shouldn't have affected you the way they did, but you look back to see if Natalie's watching you.
When you turn around, she looks you right in the eyes and smirks, almost daring you to go over there. Part of you wants to, to prove that you don't care what she thinks. The other part wants to show her that you don't just exist around Lottie.
After a few minutes of internal struggle, the latter part wins out. You turn away from Lottie, and walk towards the back porch, hoping to spot Tai or Van.
Luckily for you, Van wasn't far away. You make your way over to her, half hoping that Natalie is still watching you. You want to show her that you do have friends, and she can fuck all the way off.
"Hey, y/n, enjoying your first Wisayok party? Isn't it grand? Everything you hoped it would be and more?" Van asked, obviously messing with you.
"Oh yeah. Shitty music. Shittier company. My ideal Friday night."
Van laughs. "I'm honestly surprised you even came. Tai talks about how much you hate things like this all the time."
"What do I talk about?" Tai approached the both of you, handing a cup of what you assumed to be beer to Van.
"How anti-party y/n is."
"I'm not anti-party. I'm ant-most of the people at them."
"God, you sound like Natalie. I swear you two would get along so well if she gave you a chance," Van said.
"I don't think she wants to give me a chance. Honestly I don't care. If she wants to believe I'm some perfect stuck-up little princess, I don't give a shit. She doesn't know me." You take another sip of your drink.
"She doesn't think that. Everyone knows you're not stuck up. She just doesn't like new people very much." Van looked at Taissa, as if for confirmation.
"Van's right. She didn't speak to like half the team until halfway through the season our freshman year. Although, I'm still not totally sure she's warmed up to everyone. She might still hate Jackie."
"Fabulous. Jackie and I can start a club."
"Y/n." Tai gave you a look that would make even a tree wither.
"Can you imagine that? Me and Jackie starting a 'Natalie hates us' club?"
"I'm sure Jackie has much better things to do. I also don't think Natalie hates you. I think you kind of intimidate her," Van said offhandedly, as if that was widely known information.
"Yeah, my great tits and winning personality intimidate Natalie Scatorccio, who half the time shows up to class high, or drunk, or both. I'm pretty sure I couldn't intimidate a worm. Much less Nat." You laugh, trying to imagine Natalie being intimidated by you.
"Maybe not the personality, but definitely the tits."
"Why are we talking about y/n's tits? Do I want to know?" Lottie asked.
"Those two are talking about how intimidated Natalie is by them. Which, if we're judging by how she was staring earlier, I'd agree," Taissa answered.
"Okay, new topic. Can we leave?" You asked the three of them, hoping for a yes. "We can even go back to my place. I just don't want to be here."
"We have to find Nat, but sure," replied Lottie, speaking for the group.
"Do we have to?"
"Y/n, I was joking about leaving her ass when we were in the car. She'd kill me if we left."
"Ugh"
"Come on, loser," said Tai.
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Drunk Natalie was both fun, and your worst nightmare.
"I'm just saying, Nirvana is the best. Nothing and no one beats them. Nothing. And. No one." Van had to support all of her weight, and essentially threw her into the passenger seat of your car.
"I don't want her getting carsick in the back." Van's look almost made you forgive her. Almost.
"I won't get carsick."
"Tell that to the back of Tai's car."
"Okay, assholes. Enough. Get in. Get buckled. Does anyone need me to drop them off, or are we going back to mine?" You ask.
They all chorus 'no's', so you put the car into gear and check that everyone's seatbelts are on. All three in the back seem to be secured, so you turn to Nat. As expected, she hasn't put hers on.
"Natalie, this car doesn't move until you put that seatbelt on.
"Why do you even care?" She glares at you, and it takes everything in you to not hit her.
"Because I don't want anyone to die. Even assholes like you. Don't make me do it for you."
She looks like she wants to defy you again, but she then sees the look on your face and thinks better of it. Soon enough, she's buckled in, and you can finally start your drive home.
"I can't believe we're finally seeing the princess's castle."
Yep. Drunk Natalie was your worst nightmare.
"I can take you home right now. Don't think I won't."
"Oh, I know you will. I just like fucking with you. I like seeing you all pissed off."
"Hi, Nat, it's me, Van, your best friend. Please remember there are other people in the car before flirting with y/n. Thanks." You heard all three of the girls in the back giggling, and your face flushed.
"That wasn't flirting, dumbass. Generally, flirting is done when you like someone."
"Why doesn't drunk Natalie shut the hell up?" You ask, feeling so many different things. On one hand, Natalie was flirting with you, right? She had to be. On the other, why would she flirt with you? She hated you. Unless she really was intimidated by you. God, when you got home you were definitely breaking your 'no drinking' rule.
"Okay, Princess. Whatever you say"
"I said shut up"
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"Never have I ever... fallen for my best friend," Van asked, waiting for someone to take a drink.
For what felt like the millionth time tonight, you were the only one to drink. You guessed it was fair, since you needed to catch up to everyone else. But damn, this vodka was gross.
"Wait, really? Who?" Van looked at you, waiting for a response.
"Someone back home. Her name was Molly. We're still friends, too. She's pretty and blonde, and a little bit of a mess. We just fit in the right way. Didn't work out though. I was a bitch, and I fucked up for a while." You didn't know why you said all of that. That was normally something you kept incredibly close to your chest.
"So not Lottie?" Natalie asked, slurring a bit. You should've just taken her back to her place, but something kept you from doing it. You really regretted that choice now.
"Fuck off. I'm done playing." You get up and stumble a bit, but then gain your balance, "feel free to keep going, but I'm going to bed."
"You aren't gonna share your bed, Princess?"
"Natalie, I will make you sleep outside. Fuck the fuck off."
"God, I was just messing with you. Chill out."
"Okay guys, let's not be hostile. Y/n, go to bed. Honestly, we all should," said Lottie. You shot her a grateful look, and attempted to make your way up the stairs. You didn't make it very far before you face planted. Apparently you had drank more than you thought.
"Shit, y/n, you okay?" Tai shot up from where she was sitting on the floor.
"Fine. I might just sleep on the couch. Apparently I can't walk up the stairs."
Tai and Van help you make your way to the couch, and give you one of the throw blankets. Soon enough, you're passed out.
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You wake up, and it takes you a second to figure out where you are. Then it hits you like a ton of bricks. Literally, your head is pounding, and you remember what happened.
As you sat up, you looked around for you friends. The only person you saw, though, was Natalie. That's when you saw the note. You picked it up, and read it.
'Hey y/n, I took Lottie and Van home, but you and Nat were both still out cold. Sorry I left her, but hungover, tired Natalie isn't something I wanna deal with' -Tai.
God fuck. What a great way to start your day. After a few minutes of agonizing, you decided to get your ass up and make breakfast. You padded to the kitchen and poured yourself a cup of iced coffee, and got out the waffle maker. If you were gonna have to deal with Natalie hungover, you were gonna at least do it caffeinated.
While the waffle maker heated up, you did a quick change into sweats and an old t-shirt, and you washed yesterday's makeup off your face.
By the time you walked back downstairs, the waffle maker was ready, and you began working on the batter while sipping your coffee.
After a while, you heard rustling of blankets in your living room. Soon enough, Natalie was standing in the doorway of your kitchen. Silently, you gestured to the island where you set out a cup of coffee for her.
She walked over and sat down. Smiling softly at you, she picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"I'm making waffles, if you want one."
"Sure."
The way her voice rasped nearly made you drop your cup. Something about it made you want to listen to it forever.
Somehow, you reeled yourself in. Your crush on her was pointless. She hated you. Your waffles weren't going to change that.
For a while, the both of you sat in near silence. She said thank you for the waffle, but that was the extent of your breakfast conversation.
"I should probably leave soon."
"Yeah, sure. Just let me grab my shoes and I can take you."
"It's fine, I can walk."
"You absolutely cannot. It's like 3 miles. And you're wearing platforms."
"I don't need your help."
"I either take you home or you don't leave."
"Why do you even care? I'm nothing but an ass to you, yet you still act like we're friends. Clearly, we're not." Her face is hard, and it takes a lot for you to not cry.
"God fuck, Natalie. Heaven forbid I just be a good person." You stare at her, trying to get her to understand, or at least listen to you.
"I don't want you to be good to me."
"Why. Why not. I try to be good to everyone. Why are you different?" You're nearly yelling now.
"Because, y/n, I don't deserve it."
"Fuck you, Natalie. Fuck you. I'm taking you home. That's it." You walk over to her and look at her in her eyes.
She stares right back. "No, y/n, you're not." She makes a move to get up and walk away, but you grab her wrist and pull her back.
For a moment, she looks like she's going to hit you. Instead, what comes next is completely unexpected. She leans in and kisses you. While you're stunned into silence, that's when she makes her escape.
"I'm leaving, y/n. See you at school on Monday."
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Two days. Two days of sitting in your house, not talking to anyone. Wondering what Natalie was doing. Waiting for her to call. But why would she call. She didn't owe you one. She just kissed you to get you to leave her alone, right? She didn't really like you, right?
You managed to make it through the entire school day without seeing Natalie, and you couldn't tell if it was a blessing or a curse. But you knew you couldn't avoid her at practice. That she couldn't avoid you at practice.
Throughout the whole practice, you watched her. You watched her run drills. You watched her 1v1 Lottie. You watched her scrimmage the JV team. And you watched her not watch you at all.
Finally, practice was over. You hurried to help coach put everything away, hoping to catch Natalie before she left. As you walked to the locker room, you spotted her.
"Natalie, hey, Nat, wait!" You ran over to her, waving. She just kept walking.
"Natalie, come on. We need to talk."
"About what, y/n?" Her tone was icy, and you didn't know why. She was the one who left you.
"Don't do this. Just come with me. Please."
"What am I getting out of this?"
"I don't know, Nat. What does it matter. If you don't like what I have to say, I'll leave you alone. For real." At that, she turns around and looks at you.
"Fine. Where are we going?"
"My car, I guess. Come on, it's over here." The two of you walk in silence to where you're parked, and you unlock the doors. Simultaneously, you both get in.
"What do you want to talk about, y/n?" She sounds bored.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that you fucking kissed me, and then ignored me all weekend. I thought you might be dead, Natalie." Your voice was hard, but there was an underlying sadness to it.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you I made it home," she joked, expecting you to laugh, or at least roll your eyes.
"Don't be a bitch, you know that isn't all."
"Fine. The kiss wasn't anything. Is that better? I don't have feelings for you. Don't worry about that." Her voice isn't joking anymore.
"Fuck you, Natalie. I can't believe you literally just kissed me to get me to leave you alone. God. Using my crush on you to your advantage like that." You turn away from her, not wanting her to see you tear up.
"Wait. You have a crush on me?" Her voice softens, and you see in the window reflection that she moves to touch your hand, but then seems to think better of it.
"Fucking obviously. Clearly you don't feel the same, which is fine, but you don't have to use me like that."
"Shit, y/n, I'm sorry. I..." she trails off, and you wait for her to finish.
"You what, Natalie? Hm? I can't deal with your bullshit right now. Get out with it."
This time, she does make a move to touch you. She places one hand on yours, and moves the other to the side of your face.
"I lied."
"What?"
"About not having feelings for you." With this, she uses the hand on your face to turn your head towards her. For a moment, you just look at each other, drinking everything in, before she speaks quietly.
"Can I kiss you, for real this time?"
"Yes." Your voice is barely a whisper, but as soon as she has her permission, her lips are on yours. You thread your fingers into her blonde waves, and both of her hands cup your face.
You sit like that for what seems like hours, just kissing and kissing, only stopping to come up for air. You know your lipgloss had to have smeared, but you can't bring yourself to care.
Eventually, though, you stop. When she pulls away, it takes everything in you not to force her lips back on yours.
"That's why I've been such a bitch to you. Because I have feelings for you. And I don't know what to do with them." She almost sounds small saying that, the admission seeming so unlike her.
"Hm. I know how you can make it up to me."
#natalie scatorccio#natalie scatorccio x reader#yellowjackets#yellowjackets season 1#yellowjackets showtime#van palmer#shauna shipman#laura lee#jackie taylor#natalie yellowjackets#natalie Scatorccio x curvy! reader
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maybe this is dark but idk, stepdad!james potter who maybe is married to ur mom or maybe he’s just her young boy toy type thing, but he has a soft spot for u majorly. maybe ur moms like a bit absent and stuff, so a lot of the duties or parenthood, james just naturally takes on (even tho he’s much closer to ur age than ur moms).
like i love the idea of building it up a little, like maybe something happens with ur period at some point and he helps you out and is super soft
or maybe he actually notices when ur not feeling super and instead of being idle he comforts you or something
to add to this tho, maybe he has his mates over to watch the rugby and have some beers or whatever idk what men do and ur moms playing the dutiful wife/the wanna-be-milf role, but Remus/Sirius just oogle u all the time, ur obviously all soft smiles bc these are james’ friends so they have to be just as nice as he is
im sorry im sorry im sorry but the tension and the smut you could get out of this is insane. someone anyone pls write this i need y’all to fill my brain for me
today is multiverse monday! send me an au you can think of :)
this post is 18+ and dark, minors dni.
there is nothing i love more in this world than stepdad!james <33333
james makes you food and washes your sheets and drives you around if you need it and :(( he doesn't feel like your stepdad at all, yes he makes you dinner and checks on you to make sure you're doing your homework if you're in college and he worries about you when you go out with friends so he sets a curfew for you but he's not dad-old. he's older than you, but not as old as your mom is, and he feels more like a friend than he does a stepdad. but then he starts felling less and less like a friend the more he takes an interest in you and your life :')
one time you spend a lot of time in the bathroom. and i mean. a lot. you've been in there for thirty minutes and it's completely silent and he's really worried because he doesn't want to barge in on a private moment or anything but he's worried that something's wrong - he finally gets up to knock on the door but he hears a knock on the front one, and reroutes to find someone on the front step - it's one of your friends that he recognizes and he's about to tell them that you're not available at the moment but then he spots a bag that they're carrying and there's pads inside - instantly he knows what's going on. your friend slips past him with some crappy excuse but he knows why they're doing it and he's not gonna call their bluff - he lets your friend help you and he waits on the couch until you're done and your friend leaves and then makes his way to your room. he knocks on the door and asks if you're alright, and you're already so nervous because oh my god does he know??
you say yes and he sits down on your bed and you can tell he's trying to be sweet about it but you do not want to talk period with this guy. you're expecting him to tell you that you can't have friends over randomly or that you aren't allowed to lock yourself in the bathroom for that long but instead he tells you that if you ever need anything that you're encouraged to ask him :') he tells you he'll never be weird about it or judge you and that he's always going to be there if you need anything like that :') ugh you're close to crying 'cause he's so earnest and sweet :((
your mom's dancing around with replacement beers for them and dropping snacks onto the coffee table and cheering for the team they're rooting for and all you're doing is crossing the hallway to use the restroom and everyone'e eyes are on you :') james invites you out to come and share some of their snacks and unfortunately your mom is sitting beside him but it means you get to sit between remus and sirius and you are not complaining.. james definitely is though!! if your mom ever gets up he claims he has to show you something on his phone and that you have to come over to sit by him and it goes back and forth like this for a while until james and sirius and remus are all staring at each other like >:(( >:(( >:(( the entire night <33
#dark mei#james potter#james potter x reader#james potter scenario#james potter imagine#james potter one-shot#james potter oneshot#james potter one shot#james potter headcanon#james potter headcanons#james potter hc#james potter hcs#james potter fanfiction#james potter fanfic#james potter fic#james potter blurb#james potter drabble#james potter dialogue#james potter fluff#james potter x reader fanfiction#james potter au#stepdad!james
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LISTEN. im not a big fan of love triangles, mostly because they're usually pointless or there to stir up unnecessary drama but i will admit i genuinely liked the rachel-percy-annabeth love triangle.
but i personally think the rachel-annabeth represented something deeper than just two girls who like the main character. rachel and annabeth both symbolised two different aspects of percy's life. while annabeth represented his demigod life and godly heritage, rachel represented his mortal upbringing. percy is a bridge between these two worlds, while he is a demigod and it'll forever be a part of him, he also grew up as a mortal child and being a mortal gives him a sense of normalcy, and choosing one over the other is percy choosing which life he chose to identity himself with.
annabeth chase links him to his godly heritage
percy met annabeth and the whole chb when he was struggling as a mortal kid, he felt like an outcast in school, his stepdad was a shitty man, and then ultimately he lost his mom. his experience in the mortal world was not good at all. in fact the only thing which happened to him that time was becoming grover's friend, who once again, was a part of the demigod life.
finding chb was a blessing to him. he met kids who are just like him. he made friends who genuinely care for him. he found the love of his life there. he found a way to get rid of smelly gabe and get his mother back. he met his dad. the start of percy and sally's better life started after percy learned his demigod heritage. it gave him a second place to call home.
and annabeth was a part of all of it. annabeth was a demigod. she associates herself with the demigod world. she is proud of it. she was one of percy's first friends. she was also one of the major reasons why chb felt home to percy. she was an important of his whole demigod journey. she fought by his side. they risked their life for each other. they understood and felt home to each other. they were for each other at their lowest points and even happiest points.
“See,
Annabeth wants to be an architect when she grows up, so she’s always visiting famous
monuments and stuff. She’s weird that way. She’d e-mailed me the picture after spring break, and every once in a while I’d look at it just to remind myself she was real and Camp Half-Blood hadn’t just been my imagination.”
– percy jackson and the sea of monsters
rachel dare reminds him of his mortal upbringing
while chb gave him another home and true friends, being a demigod also had its cons, such as he constantly has to be on guard and watch out for monster attacks. his life is far from normal and stress-free, he rarely gets time to act like a teenager. on top of that, he has to watch his friends die, get betrayed by someone he looked upto and now there's a war coming up. no child deserves to go through that.
percy needed a break and a sense of normalcy, and that normalcy in this case was the life he could lead as a mortal. no monster attacks. no war. which means no stress and no further trauma. he can be a teenager for once. living his life as a normal highschool student is far better than this.
rachel was a mortal, and like percy she grew up as a mortal. she wasn't connected or involved to any of the demigod stuff. she was just percy's mortal friend who helped him when he needed. percy spent his entire summer right before the war with her. away from chb. because she provided him that normalcy at a time of war. she provided him the temporary break he needed.
“We'd spent a lot of time together this summer. I hadn't exactly planned it that way, but the more
serious things got at camp, the more I found myself needing to call up Rachel and get away, just for some breathing room. I needed to remind myself that the mortal world was still out there, away from all the monsters using me as their personal punching bag.”
– percy jackson and the last olympian
It's not a coincidence rick used similar words to describe how annabeth and rachel made him feel
percy ending up with annabeth also signifies how he ultimately chose his demigod life.
while rachel provided him a break from all this stress, and he enjoyed her company, his feelings and connection with annabeth was too deep for him to suddenly go out with rachel just because he and annabeth had a fight. even if he tried to go out with rachel instead, he wouldn't have been happy with her.
just like how the mortal world could give him a temporary normalcy, he could never truly escape from his demigod life. it will forever be a part of him. even with all its flaws and cons, camp half blood was his home and the only place he feels understood. he can never turn his back on it, even if he tried, he would fail.
#pjo#percy jackson#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo live adaptation#pjo disney+#annabeth#annabeth chase#rachel dare#rachel elizabeth dare#percy and annabeth#percabeth#perachel#pjo meta#percy jackson meta
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I'm not gonna bother trying to cite this, because it's a vibe I catch, not so much a filled out theory. Candace Flynn resents that her mom remarried. (average child of divorce reaction)
So here's the thing, she always yells for Phineas, very rarely Ferb. She barely says his name thru the entire series. Except for the time she's trying to convince phineas that Ferb is an alien. And the more important point, which when I point out to people, they're always surprised by. Candace shows zero respect for Lawrence, her stepdad. Think about it, She's alwyas trying to invoke the punishment of her mom, even when the boys are doing something WITH their dad. She doesn't recognize Lawrence as an authority with the right to make decisions about what the boys are allowed to do. She clowns right in his face and doesn't expect any kind of consequences because he's 'not her real dad'. That's an educated guess, not something explicit in canon.
Like for real, Lawrence is almost always aware of what they're doing, he's aware that the boys are meticulous about making sure that what they're doing is safe (within certain measures of safe), and is often involved directly. The boys often tell their mom straight up what they're doing. That she seems to assume they're talking about their imaginations isn't their fault. But from the boys perspectives (pointed out in the episode where Candace has a dream about the boys being busted and sent to military school) they have permission and appropriate parental supervision. Candace even gets them to call Mom and tell her exactly what they're doing and ask her to come home and look, they're not guilty in any way. What is Candace actually trying to accomplish? She just wants to inflict punishment on her brothers. To an extent that she's severely negatively impacting her life. She almost loses her friends (that they keep coming back is a miracle), she's constantly blowing off or coercing her boyfriend, her entire life is subsumed by her desire to hurt her brothers. I have to assume that Candice is both the protaganist and the antagonist of the show. The true struggle of the show is Candace struggling against her own impulses. Perry and Doof are a great b plot, whatever the boys are doing are just a setting. Candace struggling against herself because she's not being given the help she so obviously and desperately needs is the real subject of Phineas and Ferb.
I'm writing this out here because i'm sure my wife is getting tired of my thesis level rants about every episode of pnf we watch (which is a lot and often).
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Fun Fluffy Fics
Super long list of fun byler fics! We all need fun and fluff don't we? Reblog to add your favorites :)
if you kissed me now by astrobi (@astrobei)
“Huddling. For warmth.” “Like penguins,” Mike offers, and then rests his head on Will’s shoulder like this is supposed to be helping, or something. Or: Will Byers and the harrowing experience of being snowed in with your mom, your almost-stepdad, all of your friends, and your (kind of) (secret) boyfriend.
sealed with a kiss by @astrobei too
Listen. No one should ever let Mike make decisions right after he wakes up from a nap, okay? Especially not decisions where Will is concerned. This is so not his fault.
cheer up, baby by @perexcri
Will is working at Melvald’s to help carry his own weight in the Byers-Hopper household. It’s his junior year, and everything is going fine. That is, until someone tries to ask Mike to prom in the office supplies aisle of Melvald’s during one of Will’s afternoon shifts…
sweetheart, you're so cruel by @perexcri too
A music snob and the frontman of his most-hated local band walk into a bar for a date. It’s either the beginning of a really good joke or a really shitty love story.
pull of an ocean by @magentamee
Will goes on a Hopper-Byers family East coast vacation for a week. He finds himself missing Mike a lot sooner than expected and ends up getting swept off his feet when he gives Mike a call.
what a crabby, little guy by dragons_like_smores (@howtobecomeadragon)
Will gets sloppy drunk after a break up with his boyfriend and sits very sadly on the beach. Mike meets him there to find out what happened.
honey-mouthed by @smoosnoom
According to everyone in his life, Mike has a voice reserved just for Will. He tries to figure out what that says about him.
eyecatcher by @smoosnoom too
While volunteering at the Hawkins' help center, it seems like every girl around has a newfound interest in Will Byers, and Mike doesn't know why he feels the way he does.
lying on the floor (typing your name into the internet) by @andiwriteordie
The one in which Will and Mike are just friends on Tumblr… until they aren't.
kiss me, kiss me with your eyes closed by bxni
"Does anyone else think their partner is… edible?” Mike asks, aka; mike wants to eat Will affectionately, the party knows this but not their relationship, and he's so, so whipped.
the walls we crashed through by delusionaltogether (@parkitaco)
Mike Wheeler is not good at keeping secrets.
Positive Forces (all I need) by @eightfifteen
Having a secret relationship is easier than it seems. Except for the 'secret' part, apparently.
everything about him by endlesslytea
Maybe all the monster fighting did a number of Mike, because he cannot for the life of him remember Will coming out to him. Either his memory is messed up, or he woke up in the alternative reality in which it isn’t a taboo subject, because Will just casually mentioned liking guys and Mike is not taking it personally at all.
Only Thing On My Mind by FoodieHoodie (@foodiewithdahoodie)
Mike and Will have been dating for a while and it's their 6 month anniversary. They still want to keep it a secret, but they're also very handsy with each other after finally getting the boy of their dreams… Featuring the self-proclaimed Hickey King.
When Should I Have Noticed? by Matto (@mattuhoh)
Michael Wheeler is equally jealous and desperately in love with Will, and the party just wants to live their lives Post-Vecna. Secret relationship.
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Fandoms have really worped peoples idea of what punk is.Obviously the misconceptions and straight up lies about us didn't start with them but they were definitely a huge help in spreading them due to media and the lack of comprehension of it therefore.Like i said in the caption of my recent meme that blew up,being punk is not an aesthetic but a subculture and a policitical movement with the requirements to be one of us being fighting against corruption and helping and generally being kind to minorities and if a character is just edgy without doing that,then they don't deserve to be grouped in with us when they haven't earned it
In real life,when someone goes punk,it's almost always because they're a minority and faced so much discrimation and abuse because of it that they decided to do something about it and that's how they made their decision.I'm not gonna give out details because that would be traumadumping but the reason i went from regular pastel to pastel punk is that i'm a biracial afrolatina who was raised by the white side of their family,mentally disabled because of having a bunch of disorders including autism,mspec and aspec and a former tomboy kid turned femme genderfluid and bigender transmasc.That probably gives you an idea of all i've experienced and those experiences are the reason i decided to start going punk,not because i wanted to be 'cool'.Not that that's inherently a bad reason to but it is a rather ignorant one
Like,look at the characters i used in that meme-Hobie Brown,a black teenager who was forced to grow up too fast or he wouldn't survive,Ichigo Kurosaki,an autistic boy who saw his mom die when he was only a child and was never given therapy and resorted to repressing his emotions to cope and had deal with everyone assuming he was a delinquent based off nothing but his hair color so they treated them badly because of it as far back as middle school,Katara,an indigineous girl born during a 100 year long war who saw her mom get murdered when she was only 4 and adultified and parentified for the next 10 years straight afterwards even though she has an older brother,Luz Noceda,a second gen afro-dominican inmigrant who's bi and gender nonconforming AND neurodivergent and had no friends until her series began because of it,Stephanie Brown,a girl who was emotionally and physically abused by her dad and nearly got csa'd by one of said dad's friend's which traumatized her so much she remembered all the details years later and had to take care of her mom who was a drug addict and then had to deal with a man twice her age constantly degrading her for not being his adoptive son yet calling himself her mentor
Percy Jackson,an adhd and autistic person who's abusive stepdad used their insecurities over their intellegence as insult fuel and grew up poor and getting bullied nonstop and with their teachers not only never helping them but AGREEING with their bullies that they were a bad kid and punishing them for nothing and then spending all five books of the original series having to deal with an older man who'd gaslit them into trusting them so he could kill them when they were only 12 AND literally almost every authority figure(the gods)treating them like shit including the one who's their dad that abandoned them at birth and never made up for it,Dabi Todoroki,a physically disabled man who's disabilities were caused by him trying please his dad who'd started abusing his entire family the second he didn't get what he wanted from them and has been having to deal with everyone praising him as just an anti-hero for almost a decade
They're all punks,some intentionally,some not,but the REASON they are is that they have the punk mentality and show it in their actions,not because some of them are edgy and some of them not being edgy dosen't mean they 'don't count as/can't be' punk and that was caused by their experiences as minorities,not anything else and that's not subtext,it's just text.You don't HAVE to be a minority to be punk but the characters i've seen labeled as part of us more often than not are the ones actively hurting the ones who are and that inherently means they can't be because the whole reason punk was created was to be anti-bigotry and protecting and loving opressed people
Someone who dresses in dark colors and alt accesories and goes out of their way to mistreat people who don't deserve it and are already thought of as subhuman by society isn't a punk,they're a bully and an abuser in the making and if they're an adult,then they already are one and no,them being abused dosen't justify any of that because MANY irl actual punks went through and are even still going through it but didn't have the privilige to turn into a tormenter with no consequences over it.And sorry to tell you this but if you think they are or should be instead of getting justice served on them,then you're not punk either
#like-i'm not an expert on punk culture i only started being a part of it this year so i'm still learning#but even i can tell you punk isn't just 'rebellion' or 'oooooh i'm so edgy' it's a force against f///ascism and that's so easy to learn#hell it was the first thing i DID learn when i started my research!#so the fact that so many people are still on the 'punk aesthetic' bullshit after a whole decade is just embarrasing#we're not an aesthetic we're not an x reader trope WE'RE A MOVEMENT AND A FUCKING *CULTURE*.HAVE SOME RESPECT FOR THAT OR STOP TALKING US#punk#pastel punk#anti harry potter#anti taylor swift#anti hawks#anti zutara#< implied for me saying zuko isn't punk as he's not only not anti-establishment but a monarch-of a nation that colonized the whole world💀#summercore#💌#hobie brown#ichigo kurosaki#katara#luz noceda#stephanie brown#percy jackson#dabi#ichihime#i'm black tag#i'm biracial tag#latina tag#dominican tag#autistic girl summer#mental health tag#bi pan trans and aspec#letters from summer
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Only Friends Character Rankings Episode 11
The end is nigh! Everybody takes a giant leap of faith in the mother of all transition eps, and we end on several cliffhangers of how those leaps will land Will Ray finally get his threesome? Will Nick agree to be Boston's boyfriend? Will Mew move in with Top? What is the actual factual deal with Boeing? WILL CHEUM GIVE BOSTON THE APOLOGY HE DESERVES? Last week y'all were split on who you were rooting for, with Boston and Boeing tied for your hearts. Here's the runners and riders this week.
🔺1. Nick (2)
I'm not sure I'm ready to be anyone's boyfriend.
So many boys to choose from, that's my baby. I chose Nick as my fighter from jump and that was so the right decision. Baby boy is beating them off with a stick, and committing to nothing and nobody in the process. He might be in love with Boston, but he's actually thinking about what 'in love' means to him, after the mess his 'love' caused. He likes Dan, but won't lead him on. Helping Boston with Atom let him see a version of his own feelings and actions that have made him a bit contemplative it feels like, and I'm curious to see what decisions he actually makes in the finale.
🔺2. Boston (3)
But you might be my exception.
Speaking of contemplation, Boston is definitely calibrating and rethinking some of his basic assumptions about life and people. Atom is an avatar of how and why Boston probably landed on his 'I HATE DRAMA' train, while Nick is an avatar of 'oh, I might have conflated people's feelings with 'drama' when they aren't quite the same thing'. He wants to maybe try monogamy, and you know what, that's his right, and he feels safe to try it with Nick. I have a lot of thoughts about how much Boston must trust Nick to take that leap, even on a short-term/trial basis, and I love the nuance in how this has been written.
🔺3. Yo (and Plug) (10)
I should protect my heart first, shouldn't I?
MOM AND COOL STEPDAD ARE BACK TOGETHER! This has been a very tight runner, but I love it. I love that Plug was able to take a deep breath and swallow his hurt over Yo wanting to protect herself. I love that Yo was able to step outside of herself and take a leap of faith that Plug does love her. Using Yo and Plug as a thematic reinforcer has been effective for me, and I hope we get to see them one last time in the finale.
🔺4. Top (8)
I'm gonna make you love me even more.
Force has been doing a thankless job incredibly well playing Top. When I tell y'all I know Tops, big dick swinging Big Men On Campus, Roc Nation Brunch types, successful on the outside but a total mess within, looking for a saviour, convinced that this One Thing or One Person, if they could just get them, it would mean that they're winners and not the losers they have nightmares about being...and Force is playing that so well. The other thing about these types is that the hole inside they're trying to fill is always an empty space, no matter who or what they try to stuff in there. There will always be a next thing that could save them. I've legit never seen this type portrayed this well on screen, and I look forward to seeing where he lands because he could literally go either way.
🔹5. Sand (5)
Well, someone who's completely my type dumped me for someone else.
YES SAND SPEND THAT MAN'S MONEY THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU ALL ALONG! If he's going to call you a whore whenever he gets mad at you, and you're gonna accept that and forgive him every time, at least reap some goddamn benefits. On the other side of things, we see that Sand's simpness is not confined to Ray; this is just what he's like when he falls for somebody. Boeing reappearing makes that clear. That man cheated and dumped him and he still can't send him packing when he turns up again. 'We can be friends' NO YOU FUCKING CAN'T GUY, THAT MUCH IS OBVIOUS.
🔹6. Mew (6)
You asked for a chance and I gave it to you.
As I said earlier this week, there's nothing wrong with Mew that couldn't be solved by giving him a pair of stilettos and a flogger, and I stand by that. Mew is struggling so hard with the feeling that he has somehow lost, and it's making him lowkey crazy. Top abasing himself and Mew getting to punish him would go a long way to making these two work, if that's what they want. Sometimes kink is 100% the answer to a complicated relationship, and these two are COMPLICATED. So much ego and image is wrapped up in these two's expectations of each other, they are never actually vulnerable, even when performing vulnerability. But one thing kink absolutely requires is vulnerability. I'm voting for Mew to realise his dom desires before the end.
🔹7. Ray (7)
If you say so, then I won't be jealous.
Ray makes a valiant attempt at proper boyfriendism this ep, and it's actually pretty effective...right up until he's faced with the prospect that Sand's squishy centre is more about who Sand is than it is about Ray being extra special somehow. Sand's mom told him: this is how he is with people he cares about. So when somebody Sand clearly cares/cared about, Boeing, shows up, Ray gets a front row seat and he doesn't like the view. How he handles what happens next is gonna tell us whether or not Ray has learned a goddamn thing.
🔻8. Boeing (1)
I just want to be with someone tonight.
There's a definite pattern to the rankings at this point, in that a character hitting the #1 is doomed to take a nosedive in the next ep, and Boeing is no exception. His game remains unclear at this point, but he does give the sense of having had plan A fail and moving on to plan B, taking a not-unrealistic leap of faith that Sand will allow him back into his life. This show has been pretty good about writing real people not cartoon villains, so I'm pretty sure Boeing's got his own human story animating his actions, and I'm curious to find out what it is.
🔺9. Atom (10)
He didn't do anything to me.
Well he apologised and told the truth in the end, even if he had to be threatened to do it, that counts for something...
🔻10. Cheum (9)
What did he do to you this time?
...but if she doesn't apologise for the fucked up things she said to Boston I'm gonna lose it I swear.
#only friends the series#bless this mess#only friends weekly character rankings#i support gay wrongs#only friends#only friends series#bl meta series
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WAIT what if aus is peanut’s biological dad and mat is her stepdad. Since mom and aus aren’t end game maybe she falls in love with barzy. This way we can have them both and Jack can be salty twice
THIS IS THE MIXED STORYLINE THAT I WANTED TO DO!! sorry for holding off on answering this for so long, but you literally got the story down so simply and perfectly that this is how i wanted to do the reveal!
aus and mama met when they were 19, began dating when they were 22 and had peanut when they were 23, turning 24 later that year. mama breaks up with auston while preg bcz she can't be all alone in toronto, and aus lets her go bcz he won't force her to stay. they have a few rough patches, but coparent pretty well. (they do hookup when peanut's around 2/3 - will post more on this in the coming weeks) but in the morning, aus is scared and shuts mama out. this causes heartbreak on both sides, but it's like the final end to their relationship. they're rough for a few months, but they go back to coparenting and slowly, the distance heals. this time, they know there's no going back to being lovers, so they settle with being p's parents together.
when p's about 3/4ish, mama goes to a bar with her friends, and sees mat. the two get to talking (mama's a talkative drunk) and mat drops mama off at jack and luke's place at the end of the night (jack's like oh no). he tells mama mat's no good bcz he's got the party guy side to him and mama's like jackie honey, thanks for the dating advice, but i don't need it, i'm done with love, that shit's overrated (hah!). a/n, her and mat end up talking more, going on a few dates and stuff and mat meets peanut, and he's a little scared at first and peanut's like "who's this guy" but the night ends with mat singing the frozen soundtrack with peanut, so they're all good!
there's some on ice tension with aus-mat-jack, but mama forces them to stop after one too many fights. it's there, but it's less. (and yes, jack gets super salty when aus and mama break up and when mat and mama start dating)
but there will be a few chaps on mama's backstory out, starting tmrw! you guys can send in requests on any concepts based off of this new information!
be sure to join my peanut's world! au taglist to get notified!
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So I'm assuming that dark stepdad!Leon moved in with the reader's stepmom when they eloped, but a thought ran through my head when I was designing a house in a game.
Dark stepdad!Leon is a government agent, and he has two safe houses. One where he invites people and his friends and colleagues knows that he lives there, reader's mom has been there too. And when he moved into the reader's mom's house, he basically saw no use for that apartment any longer and basically unleashed (idk the word in eng, basically you don't live in that house anymore and move away. 😭) the apartment. But his other house is one where he doesn't tell people, not even his colleagues or reader's mom knows about it (a hush-hush house). Only 1-2 people know and that's probably Krauser and Chris. And one day, he brings the reader there secretly.
Now y'all already know where this leads~ 😏 Leon is basically insatiable, fucking reader everywhere. The bathroom? The kitchen counter? The garage? The living room and the dining room? Done and done! They're fucking like animals in heat and reader's basically walking around the house with the specially made collar on her neck while cum drips down her pussy. And if he's feeling generous, he'd probably invite Krauser and put on a show for him (which is probably really, really rare 💀)
🌙-anon
🌙 anon, hello! 👋
AGSJFL this is so good 🥵 🥵
He loves taking you there and playing house! Has you only in a collar or maybe some barely there clothing, so it’s easy for him to just bend you over whenever he wants 🤤
And yes! 👏 when he’s feeling generous (rare instance lol) he invites Krauser and Chris over and lets them in on the fun 🤭
#ask box#🌙 anon#lipglossanon#lipglossanswers#dark stepdad!leon s kennedy#dark!chris redfield#dark!jack krauser
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Bed Friend Ep 4 Stray Thoughts
Last week, King accidentally triggered Uea when he tried to kiss the back of his neck, and we, the viewers, were made privy to the knowledge that Uea was sexually abused by his stepdad. King apologized, even though he didn't exactly know what was going on, and assured Uea that he would never do anything to make him uncomfortable again. King is getting jealous of his coworkers flirting with Uea. Pock showed back up, and Jade was the only correct person to get security, followed by King insisting Uea report the incident to the police. We left with Pock assaulting Uea in the parking garage.
Trigger Warnings: sexual assault (0:40 to 0:56, 14:20 to 15:20), rape mention (2:58 to 3:08, 15:50 to 16:40), child abuse (15:56 to 17:40, 25:51 to 26:02), post assault bruising treatment (6:40 to 7:25), sexual abuse flashback (14:14 to 15:20)
Alright. I need to pause immediately. James's voice was far too convincing when he played Uea's panic. (0:48 to 0:56).
So relieved King was still around. We should note that in the heated moment he declared himself Uea's boyfriend. Yes, he said it for Pock's benefit, but we know it's what he wants them to be.
I like how King, when he really wants to take care of Uea, frames the request as a favor Uea is granting him.
Props to this show for focusing on the physical aftermath of punching something. You will hurt your hand.
Man, these two do lust really well. It feels comfortable?
They're even showing the bruises Pick gave Uea. Love that King waited until Uea was asleep to apply something to them. Also, Uea's secret smiles are going to destroy me.
Absolutely vile to use Tonkao to force Uea to come back to the house. Did they make James take off his shirt to soften the blow for us?
Oh, gay boys and their sisters.
This is so gross to watch. This man is still trying to abuse Uea.
Though it is super uncomfortable, I'm relieved that if they're going to explore the specifics of what Uea experienced, the more physical work was given to James and not a child actor. Still, James's voice during these scenes is chilling. I keep holding my breath.
Did she really beat this boy with a wire hanger and then lock him in the fucking bathroom again?? That's your response to your son saying he's being raped in his own bedroom?
Man, I wish he'd just gotten Shabu with Jade.
I can't help but wonder what horrors the sister has suffered, too.
Bangkok streets look so dangerous.
Am very relieved that we are consistently showing boys who give head now.
I love King. He may be horny, but he knows something's wrong.
This boy had to celebrate his birthdays alone as a child goddamn.
Oh, Uea finally gave King a smile.
Alright, I know he's been through a lot but biting the cake that way is unhinged.
King's bed is huge, and yet he basically sleeps in the middle because he's trying to be as close to Uea as possible.
Oh, Uea. I get you wanting your life to be private, but I'm so glad someone seems to listen to you.
OUTING. Drone shots!
I feel like King conspired with Gun on this fall so he could stay with Uea.
Love Uea enjoying King letting him take charge all the time.
Uea drunk flirting with some white boy is sending me.
This final shot with the sunset is gorgeous.
Oh, hm, I don't know about the danger hovering around this new character next week.
So, this was a difficult episode, but I'm impressed with James's portrayal of the things Uea has suffered. I'm hoping we get some translated interviews with him and the cast about the preparation and filming for those scenes. I sincerely hope this show doesn't take us down some sort of parent forgiveness arc because I really don't want to dig for that with Uea's mom or stepdad.
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A fic rec of One Direction fics where a character comes out to another character in the story as requested in this ask. If you like the fics, please leave the writers kudos and comments! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!
✼ Larry ✼
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I'll Fly Away by @juliusschmidt
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Heading for Limbo by @kingsofeverything
(E, 100k, friends to lovers) When Harry discovers some life-changing things about himself, Louis is there for him, however he needs. But it’s all temporary because Louis has plans that will move his life from New York all the way to L.A. and the distance isn’t the only thing between them.
Follow Your Arrow by Anonymous
(E, 78k, high school au) It's senior year and everything is about to change.
Them Butterflies by momentofclarity / @gaycousinlarry
(E, 68k, first love) This is the extraordinarily ordinary AU where Harry falls in love for the first time and Louis learns how to fall in love all over again.
If I Had Three Wishes (They'd All Be For You) by phdmama / @phd-mama
(E, 66k, cabaret au) When he meets a gorgeous cabaret performer on his first night in P-town, little does he know how his life is about to change, or how much he has yet to learn.
you came into my life by @disgruntledkittenface
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Pillow Talk by @fallinglikethis
(E, 25k, sexuality crisis) When Harry starts having confusing feelings for a male classmate, his sister's best friend, Louis, helps him figure himself out. Cue lots of kissing, sex, and falling in love.
That Smile and That Midnight Laugh by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright
(T, 50k, girl direction) A Ferris Bueller's Day Off AU that picks up right where the movie leaves off, and imagines what might happen if Ferris' girlfriend and sister become friends. And maybe something more, too.
Anonymous Said by @alivingfire
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Saw It In Your Eyes by @taggiecb
(E, 15k, roommates) Harry Styles counts himself extremely lucky that he has landed such a great roommate. It doesn’t bother him at all that his new roommate is gay.
Waiting for Wonderful by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird
(M, 13k, friends to lovers) Harry is willing to wait as long as he needs to for his best friend to realise that they're supposed to be together, but it kills him to watch Louis struggle in his relationship with Mackenzie.
Hail Harry, Full of Grace by @homosociallyyours
(T, 5k, girl direction) Harry loves God and Louis loves Harry. And they still figure things out.
Moths and Butterflies by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13
(G, 1k, Pride parade) It had seemed like fate, for the town’s Pride parade to fall at the very same time when work sent him there to charm some clients. Who was Louis, to sniff at a higher power?
✼ Rare Pairs ✼
I Had Rather Hear My Dog Bark At A Crow by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships
(E, 122k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) Nick and Louis don't like each other, not even a little bit, not even at all.
Tell Me It’s The Strongest Shape by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf
(E, 73k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw/Elgar Johnson) When uni student Louis gets street cast by Elgar for a GQ photoshoot, he's drawn into Nick and Elgar’s complicated relationship.
You Don't Care About Me (One More Night) by @lululawrence
(NR, 60k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) the one where Louis pines for Harry and Nick helps ease his way into figuring himself out through a friends with benefits sort of arrangement. Things quickly turn complicated.
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Multiverse Monday with pervy stepdad Hotch confronting his step daughter of like asking her about any boys she likes and she's embarrassed and red
today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)
this post is 18+ and dark, minors dni.
"Sooo," Penelope's voice holds excitement you know spells doom for you, "Anything happening in Boy Town, Miss Y/N?"
"Boy town," You snort, "No, I, uh- I don't really meet a lot of people? I'm sort of just socially stagnant right now."
You hope it's a good enough cover up. The truth is, you haven't tried to meet anyone lately. In fact, you've probably gone out less in the months since your mom met Aaron than you ever have in your life. You're not sure if it's doing anything, and you're a little embarrassed to admit it to even yourself, but you're scared of losing whatever shot you might have with him, so you don't dare get involved with anyone else.
"Come on," Emily scoffs, "No one? No cute college boys in your classes? Not even a celebrity you've got a little crush on?"
"Even I have little celebrity crushes," JJ admits, and you chuckle at the way Will's eyes widen momentarily. You know what they'll be discussing later.
"I dunno," You shrug, picking at your nails, "It's just not a concern of mine right now, I guess. I'll find someone, eventually."
"You've found someone," Aaron murmurs, and all eyes turn to him, including your own slightly panicked ones.
"Oh? You know something, boss man?" Derek raises an eyebrow, and your heart begins to pound.
"I've heard you talking to your friends before," Aaron presses on, and you feel like you can't breathe suddenly, "You're at least interested in someone, whether he likes you back or not."
You know what he's heard. You're slightly lax about discussing your pathetically inappropriate crush in the confines of your room, voice slightly louder than you probably should be speaking with. But you always say his name in a hushed whisper, or use a code name. You aren't sure if you're praying for him to never have heard his own name, or to have heard it and want you back.
"Oooh!" Penelope squeals, "Tell me about this man!"
"There's nothing to tell!" You insist, and if you weren't sporting such a massive crush on him, you'd glare at Aaron, "And- and stop eavesdropping!"
"It's not eavesdropping if I can hear it from my room," Aaron laughs, "You need better whispering skills if you're trying to keep this a secret."
There's a few light chuckles from around the living room, but thankfully everyone seems to drop it. You're almost certain you'll be added to a group chat later with the ladies of the BAU to discuss your mystery man, but you're going to avoid any detail lest they figure out you're talking about their boss.
Even though conversation evolves, slowly moving away from your fiery cheeks and trembling breaths and towards Rossi's car troubles. Apparently he's insistent on fixing his own car, no matter how inexperienced he is in the craft. It's a pride thing, you're sure.
You're only half listening to the man drawl on about the different parts he's trying out, the tinkering he's been doing in his house's mansion's garage. You don't realize anything is out of the ordinary until you glance over at the clock on the wall and see Aaron staring at you below it. Your stomach flips as you meet his eyes, dark and firm. They're locked onto you, and he offers you a slight smile the more you hold his gaze. The longer you stare, the wider it gets, until the butterflies in your stomach are fit to burst and flutter around the room in a frenzy. You finally offer one back, turning away and suddenly much more interested in hearing Dave's spiel.
It's barely two minutes later when you chance another glance at the clock, and this time you don't need to look at Aaron to know he's staring, you can feel his gaze burning at the side of your head.
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