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kissitbttr · 2 months

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your mafia!toji fic got me thinking so hard abt him😭😭 he’s deffo the type to just buy you sm stuff as an apology but when you don’t forgive him and sleep in a different bedroom mf will come into the room on his knees and beg for you to come to sleep 😩😩 imagine still saying no and him just flipping you onto his shoulders and carrying you to bed 🤭

oh you are absolutely correct!

“darling” toji softly calls you, letting out a tired sigh. “i said i was sorry. what am i supposed to do?”

“die” she replies nonchalantly, shoulders shrugging before grabbing a pillow and your favorite blanket off the bed,

he snickers, looking over at her with a raised eyebrow. “now, now that would be over dramatic don’t you think? won’t you miss me?”

he almost pisses his pants when she throws him a glare,

“okay. no jokes. got it” he put his hands up in surrender, feeling absolutely terrified at his baby being mad and speaking less than two words to him,

if anyone ever finds out that the most feared and notorious man in the city being tamed by his woman, he would never hear the end of it,

but she is scary. can you blame him?

toji looks over at the designer shoes and bags he just purchased a few hours ago, tucked neatly in the corner. untouched by her.

guess the apology gifts aren’t working,

“i didn’t know that she was coming, i haven’t even talked to her in years! never planned to anyway, you know i only got my eyes for my girl, right?”

she tries so hard not to roll her eyes,

toji had a meeting with one of the cartels at the club earlier that night. and of course, she always goes. it’s where he can always keep an eye on her and refuses to leave her at home all alone because he can’t risk that. also, because she’s his good luck charm. whenever she’s around, deals always goes well,

tonight was an exception though,

all was well until a certain person decided to crash. his old fling. one before he met his precious girlfriend. the red haired thought that it would be fun to press her fake ass tits against toji,

y/n was shocked to say at least. she didn’t say anything but her face spoke thousand words. toji could see that. throwing daggers at the bitch, corner of her lips quirk into a form of disgust.

and the worst part was? toji didn’t do anything about it! can you believe that asshole?!

something about being absolutely unprofessional if he was ever to push her off and it ticked y/n to the fucking bone so she decided to ignore him the rest of the night,

toji feels defeated when she chooses not to respond, simply just taking her stuff. he crouches lightly to look at her pretty face clearly. “baby… can you please look at me? I can’t stand seeing you mad. i’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you”

if it was any circumstances, sure she would melt and jump in his arms. but tonight is different. how could he?

she looks up at him and whisper “fuck. you” before turning around angrily and walk out of the door to go sleep on the guest room,

toji groans, the heel of his palms pressing against his eyes. she has always been so stubborn. too fucking stubborn. exactly why he had to get rejected seven times before she accepted his date.

what? he needed to get humbled, so she gave him that.

he contemplate for a while whether or not he should let her be or not. then he chooses the latter. it would probably be best if he let her cool off some steam for a while, he doesn’t want to do any more damage or make her feel more annoyed by his presence,

bet. not even ten minutes later, he feels like losing his mind without her here.

“fuck this shit” he mutters, getting up from the bed. rubbing his face furiously before stomping towards the other side of the room,

he walks in without knocking, ready to say what he needs to say again. yet he stops. heart clenching at the sight of his girl curled up in bed, back facing him.

“love?” he slowly walks over to her laying figure,

“go away” she speaks. now in a softer tone

“please” he begs, walking around the bed and catching a glimpse of her playing with her pink manicured hands. “sweetheart. I’m sorry” he repeats, going down to her eye level before letting his hand moves to rest on her bare thigh. he’s internally relieved when she doesn’t push him off,

he sighs when she’s not looking at him, seemingly only focused on the nails that she had gotten done a week ago.

“i should’ve pushed her off. shouldn’t let her touch me like that. hell, i shouldn’t even let her breathe near me. i know that” he realizes his mistake. “i didn’t even think about what my girl needed. i was being a horrible boyfriend”

no answer,

he sighs again, refusing to look away from her pretty eyes,

“baby—“

“i heard you the first time. leave. and close the door”

toji is taken aback. fuck. she really is mad at him.

“you don’t mean that”

“uhm, yes i do” she retorts in an obvious tone, sassily raising her eyebrow before scooting a bit further from him. she doesn’t realize this but it makes his heart break,

“princess, i swear-“

“go call that girl back to keep you company. let that fucking bitch sleep by your side” she mutters, looking at the tv instead of him,

he can’t take this anymore,

“you know what? that’s it” toji had enough, he will not be sleeping alone and neither will she. standing up on his feet, his hands reach out to circle around her ankles before tugging her body towards him causing her to yelp,

“toji! what the fuck are you doing-oh!” her voice gets cut off the moment he pulls her body up like she weighs nothing. throwing her over his shoulder. “put me down!” her fists start to hitting his back—as if they’re actually hurting him— legs swinging back and forth

“nope” he answers, keeping a firm grip around her waist before swatting her ass, locking the guest room behind him and walking back to their shared one. “you’re driving me crazy, woman—not saying that i hate it, but i’m pretty fucking beat tonight and we are going to sleep together. so stop fighting me”

she huffs, admitting defeat and letting him carry to the bed. “fuck you, toji”

he smirks at that. “oh i will, baby”

#mafia!toji #toji x reader

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keymintt · 1 year

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i’m sure this has been at least mentioned before but one of the things that’s so fucking funny to me abt kim is that, for all the shit he gives you (harry) when you try to get him to dance or wear the piss jacket, he actually wants to do those things to some extent

over the course of the game you can’t get him (or other characters for that matter) to do things he doesn’t want to do. disco elysium isn’t a power fantasy game like that. don’t get me wrong some things he needs to be convinced/challenged for, but he can and does outright Refuse things at times like when you suggest getting on the kineema and cutting the body down from there, not going into the tent with the ravers, or not climbing up the shitty feld building ladder, etc. and there are also definitely moments when he reluctantly puts up with harry/the player’s antics bc harry’s persistent and it’ll just put a quicker end to things to be like, “yeah sure fine i’ll eat the sandwich“ or, “i'll spare you another *20 hour mind-project*— yes, i am”

when you really badger him into dancing in the church and pass the authority check, he of course puts up some resistance but then goes, “now check *this* shit out!“ and starts busting it down! if he was reluctant to dance, he’d totally just do some stupid lil shimmy to appease harry with the same enthusiasm of, “oh god more cryptids” but no! he starts “heel kick[ing] the church floor with such intensity, it’s reasonable to fear he’ll kick a hole right through it“ he had those moves Locked And Loaded, but it’s not like he was gonna bust them out oh god no, then harry pulls his rank on him and he thinks “well everyone else here can see that the guy making a bigger fool of himself is ordering me to do it so i guess it’s okay for me to“

(thinking abt that, there’s prolly something to also say there abt music being a sort of outlet for kim. in my brain the anodic dance music and the shit speedfreaks fm plays have more in common than not, but kim also strikes me as somewhat of a music snob about that sort of stuff so. i dunno)

and then the pissfaggot jacket! when you’re trying to convince him to put it on he essentially says “you’re gonna keep bothering me about this no matter what“ but at the end of the interaction he still puts the jacket on and keeps it on! “the first chance i get, this thing’s coming off“ yeah right, the first chance he had was immediately after putting it on, harry clearly doesn’t give a shit if kim leaves him hanging fashion-wise, he’s the one who puts on the fuck the world jacket first! and once harry takes off the fuck jacket, the piss jacket is gone too, so it basically boils down to “as long as i’m following around this guy who’s making a bigger fool of himself, i can do this thing that i wanted to do got coerced into going along with“

kim’s also like “it really *does* look cool to have both of these jackets on right now“ once he puts it on like who are you kidding bro. your lame ass wanted this. sure he wanted to be a jackass and take the jackets but he also confiscated those hubcaps because they were cool and he was gonna eventually install them, was he not gonna steal the jacket to wear it?

he has his pristine little Image to uphold so he’ll only do things he wants to do if it looks like he’s being forced to and/or he won’t be the biggest fool in the room because god forbid he expresses himself. there’s plenty of deeper analysis here in conjunction with how he relishes in having control over his desires and how harry’s someone who can get him to break his rigid self-control and let loose a bit, but for me it just boils down to:

he’s so fucking lame and it’s so fucking funny

#he has things wrong with him <3 #disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #kim disco elysium #i hope this like. makes sense. i'm more of a fanart guy i don't ever really write out the analytical thoughts i have hkfghls #IF this even counts as analysis either #but nevertheless i had an Impulse #feel free to add to this too or like. debate it idc i'm interested #also hi. i'm talking on here actually #no i won't shut up #<talking tag #greatest hits

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pebblethestone · 3 months

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The Worng Action ³

Vox x Reader /Alastor's sibling

Summary - making a meal for everyone, having a talk with the older deer, what next a TV appears?

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part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4.

Words - 1545

Warrings - swearing, cannibalism, cigarettes and mentions of blood and cannibalism

A/n - uh little later then I thought I would be posting this but it's done, it's not read proofed cause am always too lazy to do that, and I feel asleep before I got the chance to post it lol

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Your eyes fall onto all the dishes that you've made for everyone still nice and warm to eat for tea time, making everyone a different dishes to what you think they would like the most.

Well you and Alastor are having venison you made his one just how he likes it, rare as you prefer yours more cooked, even though the both of you are not on the best of terms right now, he still is your older brother. And you wouldn't want to upset everyone by cooking sinners even though that is your special.

Clapping your hands together as you use your magic from some shadows to carry the plates to the dinner table. Watching as they head out the kitchen door. As the last one leaves you follow it.

“Y/n, this looks amazing, and everything looks so good!” you hear Charlie say as she walks with your lip forming into a small smile.

“Thank you, Charlie, would you mind getting everyone? And telling them that the tea is ready,” you say to her as you get to the table the plates get set down and the shadows disappear.

“I don't mind at all Y/n, I can't wait to try your food,” she says as she hurries off to get everyone to the table. Watching everyone come one by one and telling them where to sit so they had the right food.

As everyone is set you take a look at everyone's faces, as it looks like they like the look of their dish

“Well, on you go, have a taste” you say picking up your knife and fork as you start cutting into it.

“Oh, wow- this is so- delicious ” you hear Angle Dust say though eating with his mouth full, a little annoyed he likes it which you're glad about.

“well, Y/n I do dearly miss your food when I used to bring back parts that you wanted after I had killed someone” you hear him say as everyone stops what they are eating and turns their heads to you worried. As you choked on your food a little.

“Ahah don't worry you guys are not eating sinners, I wouldn't do that to you, I don't want to get kicked out of the hotel already, do I?” you say with a glare at Alastor. Pissed that he would mention that your ears were pinned back as the air around you crackles. watching his smile widen.

“well, Y/n I think that everyone is enjoying their food, and I love mine so much” you hear Charlie say seeing her smile as you calm down a little.

After everyone had finished their food they said thank you and how much they had enjoyed it.

“Am very glad that everyone enjoyed their meal I look forward to making more for the future. You all can do whatever you want now” you say as you watch everyone leave the table to go back to their room or to what they were doing before. Getting up from your chair you head to one of the back doors making sure no one's following you.

Opening a door, now standing outside at your back see a bench as you take a set on it a hand going into your pocket and pulling out a small case that holds some cigarettes, as you take one out before lighting it, sighing as you bring it up to your mouth, before hearing footsteps heading towards you.

“There you are little one, you just disappeared,” you hear from behind you, as you panic a little on the inside, you had promised him that you would stop smoking but it's a bad habit you did try, try your best let's just say that.

“Yes, I did need some time to myself Brother” you say calmly. Watching him take a seat next to you.

“Mmm, and I thought I told you to stop smoking, it is a really bad habit. But I guess you never listened to your brother anyway” he says

“And I thought I told you to butt out of my personal life,” you say. Watching as he holds his hand out knowing exactly what it is he wants you to take out the small tin case from your pocket and hand it over to him muttering to yourself as you do so.

“But Y/n I do miss, that gorgeous food of yours. Our mother would be proud” you hear him say from next to you as you are about to reply he's gone, making sigh yet again.

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It's been about a week since that encounter with Vox, sitting in your room as you make up your bed making sure it was tidy, you loved Niffy but you didn't want her to clean your room. Hearing loud knocking coming from the other side of the door.

“Uh, Y/n you haven't done anything to upset an overlord or something like that have you?” you hear Charlie ask from the other side of the door as you take long steps to the door, swinging it open.

“What?” you ask confused

“Well, uh the TV demon is outside asking for you,” you rolled your eyes hearing about the TV.

“tell him am not here, and I've gone somewhere,” you say to hear as you're about to close the door Vaggie puts her food down to stop it.

“No Y/n you will tell him to leave, we aren't doing that for you,” she says her arms crossed over as she gives you a deadly stare.

“hmm, fine then” you say walking out with them as you walk ahead they follow after you chatting about whatever Vox wants to talk to you about. Getting to the door you see that it's closed you open the door.

“Y/nnn, how are you?” you hear him say as he stuffs flowers into your face, your ears twitching. The smirk on his face, so so annoying always with the charm you guess.

“Vox.... what a present surprise,” you say with a harsh glare as you lift your hand to move the flowers out your face to get a better look at them, a dark blue with an f/c rose sits in the middle surrounded by black roses. Your eyes soften a little but not much to be noticed.

“Well, how about we spend time together like old times?” you hear him say. As you're about to reply.

“How About no” you hear from behind you, of course, Alastor had to intrude, and you turn to face him.

“Alastor I have this handled, you can leave,” you say as he stays standing glaring at the TV his smile seems even forced more than normal. You move forward toward Vox, pushing him a little back as you both stand outside and slam the door closed in Alastor's face. Vox now looking a little concerned as he looks at you.

“I wanted to give these to you,” he says holding up the roses to you, taking the flowers from his hand as you take a closer look at him they ate real roses and no camera in sight. You click your fingers as they disappear.

“Thank you... i. Uh, I think that you should leave, and don't come back. We'll meet next week for our yearly deal and that's it.” you say. You didn't want to hear what he said he looked hurt when you made the rose disappear. You turn your back and open the door walking back into the hotel.

“So are they going out with the TV head?” you hear Angle Dust say on the couch you snap your head towards him.

“What did you. just say?” you say creepily calm your eyes Turning black as you try and relax he only said one thing no need to get over it. Noticed that Alastor had stayed standing at the door.

“Nothing toots, don't get your pants in a twist,” he says, your glare still on him deciding not to reply to the spider.

“Vox is not going to destroy the hotel won't worry, I'll talk to him when I need to. And I'll be heading to my room now” You walk passed them all to head up the steps.

Once you had gotten to your room unlocking the door and locked it again when you got into the room walked past a vase holding the flowers that Vox had given you as you flopped onto your bed.

--Flashback--

Sitting in a quiet little restaurant, a place you found, it was quiet and not a sinner in sight well ones that would cause havoc.

“Y/n! You're here” You hear a surprised voice from behind you.

“Well, why wouldn't I be? It would be rude to decline such a kind offer” you said as he quickly took a set from across you something in his hands.

“Well, uh this is for you,” he says as you move a bunch of black roses towards you. Making you smile you take the flower out of the vase sitting on your table and throw it onto the floor so you could put the roses into it.

“My what a gentleman you are, these are lovely," you say with a smile as you neatly fix the black roses up.

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Part 4

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sunkissed-zegras · 3 months

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✮ 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬, zegras' have more fun

♡ ─ summary | set after this instagram post. parker invites stass to a party after a football and somehow, it turns into luke and stass talking about "them"

♡ ─ warnings | unedited, mention of drinking, slight angst, parker slander (poor guy), nothing else!

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♡ ─ ev's notes | okay y'all, this au is back!!!!! finally had some motivation to finish up :) i hope you enjoyed, and if you did, PLEASE SEND IN SOME AU THOUGHTS!! literally anything, i just wanna hear some feedback and thoughts!

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September 29th, 2022

"I am not going out with Jack, Trevor." Stass punctuated as she spoke, her expression annoyed. She was currently facetiming with her brother when she should've been studying for her Chemistry midterm.

Her macbook was wide open as she laid in her bed, looking at the call. She knew the only reason he had been calling was to address those stupid rumors online.

"I know you aren't, he woulda told me." Trevor leaned back in his chair, a frown playing on his lips as he glanced at his sister on the screen. "He was flirting with you, though."

"Yeah, so what?" Stass responded. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Hasn't he always flirted with me, why's it a big deal now?"

"You know why, Stass." Trevor sighed, his frustration evident. You did know why, but it was just another baseless rumor from when you two were teenagers, it didn't matter.

"Luke does not like me, okay?"

It had been a joke since Stass had met the brothers that somehow, she were gonna end up dating one of them. Stass never how that started but all she knew is that it pissed her and Trevor off, because it wasn't true. Well, for the most part.

"Look, I'm not saying he does or doesn't. I'm just saying you have to be delicate when it comes to these kinda things, especially after this summer, with the whole lake house thing-"

"Stop saying that."

"Stop saying what?" Trevor's eyebrows raised, his tone annoyed as he waited for Stassie to continue.

Stassie's frustration bubbled to the surface. "Stop bringing up the stupid lake house incident like it's some kind of defining moment in our lives. It was just a misunderstanding, and we've moved on from it. Besides, Luke and I are fine. We've always been fine."

"Dude, relax. I'm not saying you guys aren't fine or whatever, stop getting so goddamn defensive. I'm just saying this entire situation is just sensitive for Luke, alright, tread lightly."

Stass didn't feel like arguing right now, especially over this stupid topic. She should be studying for her midterm but this situation seemed to keep coming up. "Luke is fine. But okay, whatever. I won't stir the pot anymore."

"Just be how you are, you know? Just minus the flirtiness." Trevor sighed. "I guess rizz is just hereditary."

"I can't believe you just said rizz out loud, Trevor. That was so cringe." Stass rolled her eyes as she looked back at the screen, her brother laughing back at her.

"Shut up. But I gotta go, I have an early practice tomorrow."

"Okay, Trev. I'll talk to you later, goodnight. I love you."

"Love ya too-"

She hung up quickly and shut her macbook, sighing. She could not believe that this whole thing was caused by a few comments left by Jack, they were meaningless. At least, that was what she was trying to convince herself. Before she could open her macbook to study again, she heard a knock from her door.

"Come in."

Parker came into the room quickly, "Hey Stass."

Stassie eyed Parker suspiciously as he entered the room, her eyebrows knitting together in curiosity. "Hey, Parker. What's up?"

Parker gave her his best charming smile as he approached her bed, taking a seat beside her. Stassie resisted the urge to roll her eyes as he continued, "Listen, I need a favor. The guys and I are going to a party after the game on Friday, and I know you swore off alcohol, but can you still come with us?"

Stassie furrowed her brows, sensing there was more to his request. "I was already planning on going to the game, you know that-"

"Okay great, can you bring your short friend? Shit, what's her name... Uhh... Samantha?"

Stassie's brow furrowed in confusion. "I don't know a Samantha, do you mean Chloe?"

Parker scratched his head, looking momentarily flustered. "Yeah, Chloe! That's the one. Can you take her? She's really pretty and I wanna get to know her."

"Why don't you be a man and just dm her?" Stass half joked as she stared back at him.

"Shut up, dude and just do me a favor, alright?"

Stass shrugged, knowing Parker well enough to understand his banter. "Alright, alright fine. But she's way outta your league. Like wayyy outta your league."

Parker rolled his eyes, playfully swatting at Stassie's arm. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Stass. But you miss 100% of the shots you don't make."

She couldn't help but shake her head at Parker's attempt at motivational quotes. "Yeah, well, just don't embarrass yourself too much, okay? Chloe's not exactly easy to impress."

Parker grinned confidently. "Oh, don't worry about me. I've got charisma for days."

Stass cringed once again before she sighed. "Whatever, can you leave now, I'm tryna study."

Parker chuckled, raising his hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright, I'm out. Thanks, Stass."

"You owe me a vodka soda Friday night." Stass smiled as she looked up at the brunette.

"I thought you swore off alcohol-"

"That was last week, okay? Now leave before I change my mind." Stass flashed a playful grin as she spoke, watching Parker get up and walk towards the door.

"Okay, whatever."

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"I think I'm gonna step out for a sec, Chloe. I'll see you two later." Stass took that as her cue to leave before she wiggled her eyebrows at Parker, walking away from her two friends. Now that her mission was complete, she had to go find some water. She has had one too many vodka sodas and she didn't wanna be hungover tomorrow morning.

As she searched the entire house for any sign of water, she soon gave up and sighed. This was a frat house, the only thing they had was beer and chips everywhere, what was she expecting? As she stumbled through the crowd, trying to find an exit, she felt someone grab her arm.

Before she could pull away, she looked up at the tall figure and realized it was only Luke. "By any chance, do you know where I can find some water that isn't from a sink?"

Luke smiled as he nodded, "Yeah I'll take you, they have some bottles up stairs."

Relieved, Stassie let out a grateful sigh. "Thank you, Lukey. I owe you one." The nickname rolled off her tongue easily as she spoke.

Luke offered her his arm, guiding her through the crowded house with ease. Stassie couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in his presence, despite the chaotic atmosphere surrounding them. As they reached a quieter hallway, Luke opened a door to a room with a small table stacked with water bottles.

"Here you go," Luke said, handing her a bottle with a knowing smile.

"Thank you, Luke. You're officially my hero tonight," Stassie said, taking a grateful sip from the water bottle.

Luke chuckled, leaning against the wall. "Anytime. So, why'd you need water so urgently? Too many vodka sodas?"

Stassie laughed, feeling a bit more at ease. "You know me too well. Parker talked me into it. Long story."

Luke raised an eyebrow, curiosity evident in his expression. "Parker causing trouble again, huh?"

Stassie nodded, taking another sip. "Always. But hey, at least I'm not stumbling around looking for water like an idiot anymore. Thanks for saving me."

Luke's smile widened, genuine warmth in his eyes. "Anytime, Stass. Just take care of yourself, okay?"

There was a sudden silence between the two as they looked at each other, Luke's gaze warm and Stass' was a little... uncertain? They had been friends for a long time, but there was something different in the air tonight, something Stassie couldn't quite put her finger on. Like the lake house.

As the silence stretched, Stassie's heart rate quickened, unsure of what to say next. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to read the expression in Luke's eyes. She felt a subtle flush creeping up her cheeks, breaking the moment with a nervous laugh.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine. Just need to pace myself better next time," she said, trying to brush off the odd tension that had momentarily settled between them.

"So, you and Jack have been talking?" Luke finally had ripped the bandaid as he studied Stass' movements and her expression, which had shifted from uncomfortable to slightly annoyed.

"Not more than usual, why?"

"What do you mean, why? I'm just asking, Stass." Luke seemed to be getting defensive too as his eyebrows knitted.

Stass sighed, feeling the tension between them mounting. "It just feels like you're prying, Luke. What's with the sudden interest in my conversations with Jack? And you guys are brothers, if you're so interested, ask him."

"It's not about that, Stass. You know that. We just never got over what happened at the lake house, or at least I thought we didn't."

"What happened, Luke? We kissed, so what? It's not like I'd do anything with Jack anyway. And plus, you're the one that hooked up with that other girl, not me." Stassie shot back, her annoyance evident in her expression.

Luke's jaw tightened, a defensive glint in his eyes. "We're not talking about me right now, Stass. We're talking about you and Jack. And don't deflect this onto something else."

"There's nothing to talk about, Jack's always been flirty with me and it's always been a funny joke until now. If you have a problem with it, talk to him, he's your brother."

Luke's gaze hardened, a flicker of hurt crossing his eyes. "It's not just about Jack. It's about us, about our friendship. You act like the kiss at the lake house meant nothing."

Stassie rolled her eyes, her impatience showing. "Luke, we were drunk, it was a momentary lapse in judgment. We've moved past it, or at least I thought we did."

"Fuck, Stass." Luke ran his fingers through his curly hair before letting out an annoyed sigh. "Fine, then. We can move on."

"Luke, I like our friendship." Stass sighed, defeated. "I don't wanna make it into something awkward, something that can get in the way of an already amazing friendship. Things are just better that way, okay? And we just forget that stupid kiss ever fucking happened and move on?"

Luke's expression softened, hurt evident in his eyes. "Yeah, okay. We can move on."

Stassie nodded, a sense of relief washing over her. "Great. So, can we just put this behind us and focus on being friends?"

Luke offered a small smile, his tone gentle. "Yeah, of course. Friends it is."

"Great, now, let's get back to the party before Parker starts freaking out." Stassie suggested, eager to shift the focus away from their tense conversation.

Luke chuckled, the tension between them dissipating. "Yeah, good idea. Last thing we need is Parker going on one of his rants again."

"You guys left me again, oh my gosh, Luke, I thought I was your favorite freshie." Stass mocked Parker as Luke laughed along, opening the door as the two of them made their way downstairs.

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ixiot-ghostrebel · 11 months

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Another sagau reader hearing someone insulting characters and going apeshit but when someone insults reader are like "......hmm shodul I drink hot chocolate or tea today?" This time ganyu( becose I still pissed at one guy who insulted her i her own story quest) bennet and nilou (another chance to make azar feel terror)

COMING RIGHT UP, ANON. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING OMG 💀 I have been too dead without these requests, fr.

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When Someone Insults Ganyu, Bennett, and Nilou vs When Someone Insults Reader...

(Disclaimers: Might Be OOC, Mentions of Violence, & Quest/Genshin Impact Lore Spoilers!)

Ganyu

Okay, first of all: Yes, I am adding that stupid idiot cough Xin Cheng cough into this.

You were just following the Traveler and Paimon, joining Ganyu's Story Quest which, for some reason, was not completed yet. So, you decided to tag along to see Ganyu!

You weren't hyped when that beggar came out of nowhere and started to do all that fairytale stuff even you don't approve of—and you were someone that sticks themselves into your own head, thank you very much.

So when this man started to gain the audacity to insult Ganyu, you knew you had to step up and do something. No one, and you quite mean it, was going to insult her and get away with it.

"Hey!" You came out from your hiding spot (you're the Almighty Creator, you know it'll make the situation worse). "Just what the hell do you think you're doing, huh?"

Xin Cheng pales at the sight of your enraged figure. He stutters to make an excuse, but you cut him off. You're having none of it.

"Get your useless self out of here, before I decide to kick it down the mountains myself!"

To say that Ganyu was shocked that you were getting angry over a mortal was an understatement. She was beyond surprised that you even stood up for her.

But she did have to intervene with your threatening—after all, she is still an Adeptus. Protecting the people of Liyue was still her duty.

"Your Grace...Please let him go. I'm sure he already understands his mistake." Ganyu's soft voice only made your anger increase—she sounded so upset!

"Y-yes, please, Your Grace! I understand what I've done wrong, I—"

"Silence." You glare down at the mortal. Your turn back to Ganyu, and considered your choices. While you wanted to wreck absolute vengeance on this man, you also didn't want to hurt Ganyu's feelings more.

Guess you were going down Trauma Lane, then. You sigh, and stomp your feet as you turn around to glare at Xin Cheng, catching his petite form by surprise.

"If I ever see you do this again..." Your eyes narrow. "Believe me when I say it—you will be granted no mercy by any adeptus nor Rex Lapis himself. Now SCRAM!" With that, he was running for the hills. You weren't entirely satisfied, but you'll take it. For now.

What would Happen if Ganyu heard you get insulted? Well, first of all, she would gasp quietly to herself. What was this blasphemy? She's utterly horrified.

Ganyu thinks she might faint once she realizes you were nearby, checking out vendor goods next to where the gossipers were spilling terrible insults of your image.

"Y-Your Grace! Please accept my apology on behalf of the people of Liyue." Will literally run up to you and apologize for them. While she may not be the one who did it, she's still cares about the People of Liyue—and thus her reasoning as to why she's askign for the mercy of the Almighty Creator.

Your puzzled look turns to Ganyu. "Who are you apologizing for?" Ganyu blinks.

"The, uhm—the gossipers..?" You're still confused, until your eyes shine once recognition hits you like Truck-Kun.

"Ohhh, those dudes! Yeah, don't worry about them—they're pretty boring, saying the same thing like a broken record. Say—wanna shop with me? I'm paying, of course."

And that's how you got Ganyu to be more comfortable around you! :D

Bennett

Ah, our unlucky yet optimistic adventurer! This boy—he is good. He's cool, and he's rather awed by most of the kids in Mondstadt.

He was hanging out with Razor and Fischl when someone decides to insult him. this genuinely upsets him—after all, they were insulting his ability and his position in the Adventurer's Guild...

Already, Razor and Fischl were already up to defend him, but what they didn't expect is for the Almighty Creator (aka you) got to it first.

"I beg your pardon," you say through gritted teeth. "How exactly is having a bad luck aura got to do with ANYTHING related to being an adventurer?" You're glaring so many daggers you could practically say you were breaking all the walls. "Perhaps we'll see just how lucky you are when I send you to Dragon Spine and watch your dead corpses FREEZE TO DEATH?"

The insulters were paling the more you went on. Razor and Fischl aren't sure what to do—you're already there, dealing with the situation.

But Bennett? Well uh, like usual, his bad luck got the best of him, and he accidentally stumbles towards you (miraculously). He bumps into you, and you shift your gaze onto him.

"Uh—Sorry, Your Grace! I really didn't mean to bump into you, I swear!" Poor guy is scared because his bad luck affected him at the worst time of all. He thinks he might get killed.

You though? Oh, hell nah. Your gaze already soften, and you decided to show favoritism! You pull the boy into a hug, glaring at the insulters one more time as a warning to scram, before you go back to enjoying giving the boy affection!

But when Bennett hears you get insulted? Well, first of all, screw his bad luck because the insulters were quite literally telling him how bad of a Creator you were!

He immediately tries to avoid getting too deep into the discussion, trying to sway the topic elsewhere to no avail, and he pales when he realizes you were literally a few steps away from them!

And it seems his bad luck gets in the way again, because you just turned right as he was staring at you with shocked eyes!

However, instead of being mad, you were actually beaming when you see him. You wave at Bennett, smiling.

"Bennett! Help me choose some flowers, yeah?"

"Uhm—uh, Sure, Your Grace!"

And that's how the insulters were hiding in their homes for the rest of their lives as you merrily dragged Bennett out of that horrendous conversation.

Nilou

Honestly, do I need to say who decided to insult this amazing dancer?

Yes, it was fricking Azar again. What is up with this crazy old man, nobody knows. Perhaps you should put him in prison for a while until he's gained a sense of appreciation for the Arts. ALL of the Arts.

Apparently, when you had drilled fear into this man, he thought it only applied to flipping Nahida. As much as you love Nahida, you are not going to have Azar twists your words and make it seem like you grant him permission to snark down other people—especially the people of Zubayr Theater.

So when Azar finally decides to have scholars gain the nerve to insult Nilou on behalf of his stupid brain, you (of course) just had to get yourself involved with this.

"Excuse me, but since when did you have the audacity to judge someone else's profession of art, simply because it isn't 'academic' in any way?" You spat. "Where I come from, Art courses are necessary in order to move on in your academic life." When Nilou hears you, she, first of all, is grateful of you stepping up for her, and, second of all, very scared of what might be happening next.

The scholars pale, but they seem to have taken your comment as a debate.

"With all due respect, Your Grace, the Arts are anything but educational—"

"Was I looking for a second opinion, dimwit?" You narrow your eyes. "Besides, have you yourself ever tried the Art of Dancing or the Art of Music before?"

"Well—uhm, no, but—"

"Then shut up, then." The scholars begin to panic as your voice becomes low and dangerous. "You don't have an excuse to be judgmental if you haven't even tried this stuff yourself."

"Ex-Sage Azar told us to say this!" They blurt out, and that only increases your rage. Seeing that things might escalate, Nilou steps in.

"Your Grace, let's not be too harsh!" She exclaims, waving her hands frantically. "I'm sure they understand what they did wrong. There's no need to have them punished." You narrowed your eyes in disagreement, for a half second, Nilou thought she made the situation worse.

But when you sigh heavily, she knew you relented. You glare at the scholars again.

"Tell Azar if he does this again, to ANYONE, I'll cut his head off, and there's no more excuses there. In fact—bring me to him. I'll have a talk with him myself."

Yeah, Azar got traumatized again :)

But when Nilou hears you be insulted? Quite literally behind your back? She thought she was going to faint from the gossiper's comments alone! You being there to listen it to it all only made her feel worse.

She was about to confront them, until she saw other people nearby dealing with the situation. So, Nilou decides to check up and see if you were okay...After all, those comments weren't nice.

She was pretty shocked when she realized you were contemplating over wares instead, completely unbothered by the drama going on behind your back. Nevertheless, she was still going to apologize in case you were just hiding your emotions.

"Uhm, Your Grace—I would like to apologize on behalf of all of Zubayr Theater. We should've done something earlier." You look at her, confused.

"What are you apologizing for, Nilou?" You ask. She blinks.

"Uhm, the gossipers, Your Grace..?" Your eyes widen, before you bark a laugh.

"Oh, those dudes! Yeah—don't worry about them, honestly. Say—help me pick: should I get hot chocolate or tea from this lovely store?"

Let's just say you had a fun time hanging out with Nilou for the rest of the afternoon :)

AND THAT'S IT! WE ARE DONE! I AM SO SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE AND TAKING 30+ YEARS TO FINISH THIS, BUT IT'S HERE! :D I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED IT!

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adams-angels · 2 months

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can you do a story where Adam is drunk and he vents to you about how Lilith and Eve left for Lucifer and you end up cuddling? (not dating btw, just friends)

Oops I made I'm pathetic again lol 🎸

💖 Please send me requests! Send me your own headcanons! I will draw! I'm obsessed rn!💖

Vent

It was late... Really late... You were sound asleep when there was a thump at your door. And then another. And then more. You groaned yourself awake, slipping out of bed. You put your robe on as you make your way to the front door. You rub your eyes as you open the door to see Adam. Very intoxicated, hold either side of the door frame to keep himself upright. "Okay." You sighed. "Took you long enough, bItch." You slurred his words. You pinched the bridge of your nose before moving your hand up, running it through your hair. "What is it this time, Adam?" This was unfortunately a common occurrence. Adam wood come to your apartment drunk rant about work, the seraphim, the women who'd reject him, Lute basically anything that pissed him off that day. You wouldn't mind so much if he wasnt drunk! He'd always try and get it off with you, but you didn't like him like that and you're pretty he didn't like you like that either. It was tiring.

He stared at you. His eyes half lidded. A scowl covered his face. "Do you know how hard it is to be me?" "Here we go." You think. You keep your face expressionless. Not that he'd notice you rolling your eyes anyway. You step aside for him to enter your apartment and he stumbles in towards your couch. He dumps himself on to it with such force you could of sworn you heard a crack.

"like, you think I have it easy?!" He scoffs. "Well, I do.. BUT, I didn't!" You walk over to the couch and sit on the coffee table so your facing Adam. "I had Lilith, right. And she was beautiful, oh my god stunning! But the FUCKING BITCH LEFT ME! FUCKING, ME! FIR SOME FUCKIN' SHORT ASS MOTHER FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT ANGEL!!?! What?! What was it about him, huh? His wings???" He continued. "What? I'm too fuCKIN TALL FOR YOU BABE!!" He yelled into the void, like he was screaming at Lilith.

You couldn't believe it. He was talking about Lilith. Never had he mentioned her. Ever since you met him he never once spoke about his ex wife's. Did something happen? Why is this all coming out? You didn't get a chance to speak, although you never really did when he vents.

"I gOt wiiiinnggggs now!!! AM I STILL NOT-" He stopped himself. "AUGH!" His hands went for his mask, he took it off and stared at the face of it. "And then Eve.... Not as hot as Lilith but a good replacement I guess. And she.. did left me too... For him." He sighed. "Well... Basically... He already took one." His eyes meet yours. "Why did he need her too?" He asked you, he was asking questions that he new you didn't have the answers for. "Why did they leave me, Y/N? What is it about me that's so fuckin insufferable that they left?" His voice waivered. "Why didn't they love me?"

That was it you dived into his arms, holding him closely as he started weeping into the crook of your neck. "Why does no one love me?" He sobbed. "Oh, Adam. You are loved. By so many people." His arms wrapped around you, his clawed at the back of your robe as he continued to cry.

You moved yourself to sit beside him as he continued to cry, you make sure to keep your arms around him. "Why him? What makes him so special?" He continued, he was now cuddled into your chest as he vented. "Everyone just thinks I'm okay, but I'm not. I'm not fucking okay!" He would rant between his sobs. You ran your fingers through his hair eventually he fell asleep on your lap. There was no way you could move, so you accepted your fate a tried finding a comfortable position to sleep in.

When you woke up you saw Adam trying to sneak out. With your snacks. His stares at you like a deer in headlights. "Uh... What are you doing?" You ask. "What's it fuckin look like, bitch? Bye!" He practically ran out of you apartment not saying another word.

～⁠♡✧⁠｡ I really hope you enjoyed! I'm not a writer by any means but I appreciate any support I receive so thank you for reading! ｡✧⁠♡～⁠

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jae-bummer · 10 months

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The Janitor's Closet

Request: hi, i love everything i've read from you!!! can i request some hyunjin friends to lovers fluff? :) i don't want to give you too many directions to let you work your magic !

Pairing: Stray Kids Hyunjin x Reader

Genre: Fluff

"I don't know what I'm late for, but I know that I am," Hyunjin muttered, looking down at his watch.

You glanced up at him as you walked side by side toward one of the practice rooms. When he had asked if you wanted to meet for lunch, you figured he was probably blowing something else off, but you weren't going to decline. Time with your best friend was like gold, and you often got very little of it.

"Dance practice?" you asked. "Studio time?"

"Nooo," he hummed, scrunching his face. "It'll come to me."

"Yeah, once you miss whatever it is," you chuckled, coming to a pause in the hallway. "Thanks for the food today."

Hyunjin stopped as well, checking his phone before turning his attention to you.

"Don't be weird," he laughed, pushing you lightly on the shoulder. "Why are you thanking me?"

You tried not to internalize the small pang that stabbed through your chest at his reaction. Hyunjin always downplayed the little things he did that made you feel special. Going to lunch wasn't just meeting up with a friend. He put you into his schedule, usually picked the restaurant you liked best, and always insisted on paying. He knew what your go-to order was, so he'd pick that just in case you didn't like what you deviated to. It was all more than enough to be thankful for.

If only you could verbalize it without making things awkward.

"I know you don't have a lot of time," you settled on saying. "I appreciate it when you spend it with me."

"Y/N," he smirked, shaking his head. "So sentimental."

He was right. You were sentimental, but he was dismissive only when it came to things he did. If the roles were reversed, he would hold you in reverence. That's just how he operated.

Staring up at the boy you had grown so close to over the years, you tried not to let out a dreamy sigh. While the line separating your friendship from anything more was abundantly clear, you couldn't help but fall a little bit more in love with him on days like today. You had harbored a crush since you had first crossed paths, and that wasn't something that faded as you grew closer. When it was someone like Hyunjin, your feelings were left to their own devices. That meant even when untended, they grew like a weed.

"Shit," Hyunjin hissed, shaking you out of your thoughts. You furrowed your brow as you watched him read over a text. "It was my English lesson."

"Aaaah," you hummed knowingly. "That's what you conveniently forgot."

"Why do I need formal tutoring?" he muttered. "My best friend is fluent."

"You only ever ask me to teach you inappropriate phrases."

"Because they're useful!" he gasped.

"In what?" you grinned. "Perpetuating your death wish when pissing off your members?"

"Just because Lee Know-" he started, but immediately stilled. Like a deer in headlights, he looked past you with wide eyes.

"What?" you asked. Turning to look over your shoulder, you were surprised when he gripped your arm and held you still instead.

"In here," he said quickly, yanking open the door closest to the two of you. Shoving you inside, he quickly crammed his body beside yours in what appeared to be a janitorial closet.

"Hyunjin, what the fu-" you started, but he immediately put a hand over your mouth.

"I swear I just saw him," a familiar voice you recognized as Seungmin's sighed. "He knew we were reviewing our tour speeches today."

Fuck, he mouthed, leaning his head back on the shelves behind him and shutting his eyes.

You were guessing he had forgotten about that part.

An unfamiliar man's voice grumbled beside Seungmin. "Let's just go back. He sent me a copy to review. I can email back over my notes."

Seungmin made a scoffing noise before you heard the two sets of footsteps wander away.

Letting out a sigh, it took Hyunjin a moment before realizing his fingers were still over your mouth. Admittedly, you were too busy being preoccupied by the fact that your bodies were nearly flush against each other to remove it yourself.

"Sorry," he groaned, dropping his hand. "Let's wait this out another five minutes or so and then we can make a run for it."

You licked your lips, trying to process the situation. It was cramped, dark, and smelled vaguely of bleach.

"Or," you said, free to speak again. "You could go to your English lesson."

"I'm doubling down," he said quietly, his expression moody. "I'm already in hiding. I'm not wasting it."

"Wasting it?" you laughed. "Hyunjin, we are crammed together in a closet, breathing in toilet cleaner."

"And here I thought you had a new perfume," he teased, wrinkling his nose.

Rolling your eyes, you opened your mouth to argue again, but were instantly cut off by Hyunjin's gasp. "Something pulled my hair."

Shuffling back and forth in alarm, his body moved even closer to yours, closing what was already a small gap.

"Something?" you muttered, trying to keep your breathing even. You didn't think you had been this physically close to Hyunjin in the entirety of knowing him. "Was it the ghosts of janitor's past?"

"You're not funny!" he whined, patting at the back of his head. "Check with your flashlight, is there a spider back there?"

"I wasn't aware of spiders having hands," you sighed, reaching toward your back pocket to tug out your phone. After a small struggle, you accepted that you would need to lean forward to get to it. Trying to remain calm, you pushed your chest into his and yanked.

"Sorry," you said quietly. Standing on your tiptoes, you flipped on the light and tried to angle your body around his. "I don't see anything."

By the time you realized that Hyunjin had fallen completely silent, your body was already wrapped around his.

"Sorry," you said again, trying to create distance that just didn't exist in the tight space.

"It's-it's okay," he managed, his voice hoarse. "I asked you to check."

"Right," you said quietly, sliding your phone easily into your front pocket instead.

After a few moments of silence, and what seemed like an eternity of analyzing every area your body touched his, Hyunjin finally cleared his throat. "Y/N?"

"Mmm?"

"Have you ever thought about us?"

"Us?" you croaked. "I think about us all the time."

"No," he sighed. "Not in that way."

You remained quiet a moment. Surely, he didn't mean...

"What answer are you looking for, Hyunjin?"

"I don't knooow," he groaned, his hands flying up to cover his face. "You're just so warm and so comfortable. And you smell so much better than toilet cleaner, I promise I was joking."

"I hope you were," you laughed, amazed at the man falling apart in front of you. "What is happening right now?"

"I don't know!" he repeated. "When you were trying to save my life from the sadistic spider lord, a switch flipped somewhere in my head."

"Okay," you said slowly. There was a lot to unpack there.

"I'm touch starved and attracted to you in the worst way," he whispered. "I know I shouldn't think about you like that, but you make it so hard."

"Oh," you said, disbelief coating your tone. "So, this is my fault then?"

"Yes!" he gasped dramatically. His hands fell from his face and revealed a pained expression. "Honestly, you are so hard to resist, you should be ashamed of yourself."

You let out a choked laugh of surprise. Was it possible that Hyunjin, who you had known for countless years at this point, actually had similar feelings for you that you had for him?

"You suck at confessing," you muttered, shaking your head. You couldn't believe that simply verbalizing his emotions was causing his head to nearly explode.

"I suck at a lot of things!" he said, seeming to be more frustrated with himself than anyone in the situation. "But I don't want to suck at being a boyfriend, which is why I've never said anything, and now my big dumb face has no control because I'm locked in like a six-by-six cupboard with you and literally you are all I can think about."

"Hyunjin," you laughed. "I like you too."

"Don't play with my feelings, Y/N," he croaked. "I'm fragile."

"I know this," you sighed, reaching up to cradle his cheek with your palm. "Who do you think has been protecting you all of this time?"

"Who says I need protecting?" he muttered.

"You," you grinned.

"Okay, maybe, but are you serious? Do you really feel the same way?" he said, his expression achingly hopeful.

"Of course, I do," you said quietly, pulling yourself to your toes. Kissing him softly on the tip of his nose, you smiled. "How can anyone who knows you not fall in love with you?"

"Love?" he squeaked, his face going from hope to pleasant surprise. A slow smile began to tug at the corners of his lips. "You love me?"

"Well, I-" you struggled. You thought that much had been apparent.

Hyunjin giggled before wrapping his arms around your waist. Pressing his face into your neck, he nuzzled you. "You love me."

"Against my better judgement," you sighed.

Pulling away slightly, Hyunjin's eyes flitted across your face before zeroing in on your lips. "Would now be a bad time to kiss you?"

"You already confessed to me in a janitorial closet," you teased. "What even is a bad time anymore?"

This caused him to laugh before he tilted his head toward yours. Closing your eyes, you braced for what you had always hoped for.

And would continue to hope for.

"Found you!" you heard Seungmin gasp just as the small space was flooded with light.

Blinking up at the intruder, you could only sigh. "Really, Seungmin?"

"He's late for his lesson!" he grumbled, crossing his arms. Looking back and forth between the two of you, his eyebrows rose. "And now I see why."

Without missing a beat, Hyunjin shoved Seungmin roughly in the shoulder, causing him to retreat a few steps. "Five more minutes."

Yanking the door closed again, he nestled you in his arms. "Now, where were we?"

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cranberryjuice-posts · 3 months

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Do I make you nervous

Pairings: Abby Anderson x medic! Fem! reader

Abby stumbled into the medic tent. At first she was pissed because she had to hear an earful from Issac for ‘almost dying’ which she thought was total bullshit.

Then he yelled at her to get her act together before kicking her out the apartment complex and sending her down to the med bay.

There were some whispers here n there but Abby just ignored them; mainly focused on seeing her favorite medic. Normally Abby hated being in the infirmary but you for whatever reason made it more enjoyable.

—

She sat down on the cot and leaned back waiting for you to walk over. Once you did Abby felt as though she got the wind nocked out of her.

Your hair was pulled back like normal and your outfit was a simple tanktop and cargo pants.

Abby however noticed how your top fitted your figure and gave her not complaining a nice view.

“So what did you do this time” you started to grab some medical supplies while catching your breath.

“Who says it’s something I did” she gave a sarcastic smile but that didn’t seem to amuse you. Walking back to her you started to wrap her cut arm up.

“Well from what I hear Issac really went off on you” you chuckled and looked up at her teasingly. “You know for getting ambushed by infected, loosing your gun, oh and don’t forget slicing your forearm and face open but your right you didn’t do anything.

She groaned, with her freehand she rubbed her eyes. “Who snitched”

“Manny”

“Of course”

“So to ask again.. what did you do”

Abby just sighed, she tried to ignore the uncomfortableness of you stitching up her wound . “Nothing much to tell.. some bloater came out of now where, fucked up my gun— it’s dead now obviously but” she just shrugged.

You however weren’t buying it. “Annndd this” you lightly held up her arm that was half closed. Abby mumbled something that you couldn’t understand.

“What was That”

“I said I fell on my ass and sliced it open” Abby’s tone was filled with embarrassment.. at first she expected you to laugh but you just nodded. “Well I guess we cant all be Perfect huh.. expect for me of course”

Abby just chuckled and shook her head.. you soon finished cleaning her arm and wrapped it up before moving to her face .

You held Abby’s face with a certian care. Dabbing to wound Abby shifted around making you smile lightly. “You seem uncomfortable” setting down the cotton ball and picking up a bandaid as the cut wasn’t deep. You placed it on her cheek but dragged your thumb to her bottom lip. “Do I make you nervous Anderson”

“No” was all Abby could manage. It seemed like you two were about to kiss before manny busted into your tent.

“Ok so Issac— what happened” he chuckled seeing how you were moved across the room suddently taking Interest in how many bandages you had stocked up, he took note of Abby’s red face and he just gave her a thumbs up making her scowl. “Well like I was saying Issac wants you to take a week off so in his words ‘you can get rid of whatever’s making you fuck up and get your act together’ “

She just nodded, manny soon left and Abby followed suit however before she could leave you grabbed her arm.

“Careful Anderson you still need some medicine”

“What do You mean you already fixed me up? If you talking a pill or something just save it for someone else” Abby insisted however you pulled her down to your height and kissed her.

Abby grabbed your waist and lifted you up some so you were on your tippy toes as you both kissed. You both pulled away for some air. “Damn.. that’s good medicine” she panted with a smile. “Got anymore”

You smiled back “Nuh uh Abby medicine is scarce you can’t be greedy” she just laughed and kissed you again.

—

Abby turned to leave but walked up behind you and grabbed your waist again befote whispering in your ear. “Come by tonight Kay.. I’m gonna need a lot more medicine you know because of my arm n shit” she kissed your neck and laughed as you pushed her away.

“I just said don’t be greedy” jokingly you shoved her out of your section in the infirmary.

Twking a break from all that damn angst I’ve been writing (there’s a shit ton in my drafts)

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corrodedcorpses · 2 years

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I know you want to be a good boy.

Eddie munson x fem! reader

Summary: Eddie has been pissing you off all day and watching him flirt with another girl is what sends you over the edge. Oh well, guess you’ll just have to remind him how to be a good boy.

Warnings: Smut (18+), Angst-ish at the start, fluff eventually, Sub! Eddie, First time Dom! Reader, jealous reader, hand job, blow job, face riding, Eddie watching you touch yourself, unprotected p in v sex, creampie, edging, mommy kink (idk where that came from) mentioned twice, ma'am, use of slut, swearing, use of good boy, almost dacryphilia.

Word count: 3.3k

a/n: I really don’t know where this came from. I was pissed off all day and suddenly this appeared. I want it to be known that I am the subbiest sub who ever subbed so I really hope that I portrayed the reader being a Dom well! As always, any feedback or thoughts are greatly appreciated!

Eddie had been pissing you off all day.

He’d been argumentative, grumpy and just all around annoying. But the icing on the cake had to be when you’d watched some stupid girl flirt with him right in front of you.

She had come up to Eddie asking about buying from him and continued to flirt with him the whole way through the deal. She kept leaning in and touching him and asking about “getting the best deal” and that she’d heard he gave “all the pretty girls the best stuff”.

And he’d let her. The whole time laughing at the shit she’d said and even flirted back. Usually, you wouldn’t have minded much as Eddies usual demeanour can come across pretty flirty, but after he’d been an ass to you all day, you’d had enough.

When you pulled up at his trailer you were quick jump out of the passenger side of his van, rushing up the steps and slam the door to his trailer in his face as he followed you.

He swung the door open shortly after you’d stormed in. A confused and angry look on his face.

“What the fuck is your problem?” He demanded.

“The fuck is my problem??? You’re the one who has been a complete ass to me all day. You’ve been moody and argumentative and then you flirted with that bitch right in front of me!!!” Slowly raising you voice as each word rolled of your tongue filled with malice. You usually weren’t one to get jealous or overly angry at him, and you’re sure that girl was probably really lovely (I mean she had flirted with your boyfriend right in front of you, but still, you felt bad for calling her a bitch), but you’d just had enough.

You sighed and started to walk away to the room down the hall, just needing some space or something, but Eddie was quick to grab your wrist, stopping you.

“The fuck are you talking about??? I have not been in any kind of mood today and I’ve told you before, babe,” he said the last word as if it were an insult, “if I flirt a little with the girls that come to buy drugs, then they come back. Then I can get more money and then I can afford to buy you nice things or take you out to dinners and shit.”

He was talking down to you and making it seem like he had to do all these things to keep you happy. Like this was all your fault. Even thought you’d told him many times before that you didn’t care about any of that shit. He was more than enough without buying you shit or taking you out to dinner.

You’d had enough. “Oh, fuck you”, you scoffed, trying to break out of the grasp he had around your wrist.

Eddie didn’t let you, instead he pulled you closer to him with a forced “what did you just say” comingout through gritted teeth. You had never talked to him like this before.

Him manhandling you like that only annoyed you more. Before you realised, you grabbed his collar and yanked him down so his face was only inches away and level to yours.

“I said: fuck. You.” Spitting out the last 2 words at him.

You both stared at each other, unmoving. Both breathing deeply as rage filled you both. Eddie was completely taken aback by your words and actions. He had never seen you like this before. Usually so gentle and calm and secure in your relationship. Usually so submissive.

But now… you were anything but. Eddie couldn’t help how your words and actions started to stir and settle low in his stomach. He wanted to see how far you would take this.

“Okay,” he breathed out. Eyes darting to your lips and back up.

“What?” You asked, angry demeanour cracking slightly.

“Okay,” he said, sounding slightly more sure of himself. “Show me who I belong to.” You didn’t reply straight away. Instead, still looking at him with anger, but he could see the wheels turning behind your eyes as you comprehended what he meant.

When you didn’t reply straight away, he added a “please” that came out just above a whisper.

You’d never seen him like this. Eyes pleading and sounding almost breathless with his request.

You don’t know if it was the anger, the jealousy or how quickly Eddie had seemed to back down that gave you the confidence (maybe it was a mix of all three), but you started storming off to the room, dragging him behind you still by his collar.

Eddie tripped as he had to hunch over slightly as he followed. Once you’d walked the couple steps to the room you pushed him down on to the bed, hard.

He bounced on the mattress slightly from the force, quickly sitting up and resting on his hands, leaning back slightly with his legs spread and knees bent. He looked up at you, his big brown eyes full of innocence and blown out by lust. Any other day his position and that look would have been enough for you to climb into his lap and let him have his way with you. But you were far too angry to give him that satisfaction today.

“Sit still and no touching yourself, got it?” You demand, it comes out shakier than you would have liked. Eddie replies with a nod. Not good enough.

You stalk forward and wrap your fingers around his throat, lightly giving it a testing squeeze.

“Do you remember our safe word?” you ask quickly. He nods.

“Good” you say, squeezing harder, “now use your words like a good boy”.

You can see a mix of anger and arousal flash in Eddie’s eyes as he fights between wanting to be dominant and wanting to let you use him.

“Yes, ma’am” Eddie says in a mocking tone, cocking his head to the side, challenging you.

You squeeze his throat even tighter, his eyes and head rolling back slightly at how good it feels to have your small hand wrapped around him.

You lean in close and whisper a careful into his ear. Eddie doesn’t mean to, but he whimpers slightly at your dominant tone, hating how hard he’s already getting at seeing this side of you.

You let go of his throat and step back quickly. He sucks in a deep breath, eyes flicking to you quickly, watching your every move.

Painfully slow, you peel away your jeans, stepping out of them. Then inch by inch you remove your shirt. Eddie takes in the slight of you in nothing but your bra and panties as his hands twitch at the need to touch you. You let your hands ghost over the cups of your bra, slowly moving around to unhook it, letting the straps slide down your arms and letting the bra fall to the floor.

You run your fingers over your now exposed breasts, nipples hardening at the soft touches and cool air. You let your hands roam, one over your stomach and down to your thigh and one up over your neck, head rolling back as you revel in the feeling of Eddie watching you.

You bring both of your hands up to cup your breasts, fingers then moving to tweak your nipples. You let out a moan at the feeling of your fingers tugging at the hardened pebbles.

You maintain eye contact with Eddie has you do, his jaw clenching and unclenching, his hands gripping the sheets as he fights the need to throw you on to the bed and fuck you till you scream his name.

Slowly you move one of your hands down to rub small circles on your clothed core, the other hand still pleasuring your nipple. You make sure you keep moaning and whimpering as you do. Trying you best to drive Eddie crazy.

By the frustrated look on his face, it is definitely working.

“What's wrong baby?” you taunt, “you look so sad over there.”

The next part slips out before you can stop yourself.

“Is mommy not giving you enough attention?”

Your hands still as you look at Eddie slightly shocked and a little embarrassed at the use of the word.

Eddie misses the look on your face, however, as he has his head back and eyes screwed shut as he tries, and fails, to stifle the whimper/moan that leaves his throat.

Eddie never thought of himself as a sub and never thought of himself as having a mommy kink. But seeing you take control of him, making him watch as you touch his your breasts and pussy and then calling yourself mommy, it has Eddie’s cock straining in his jeans. He would do anything you asked of him right now and he hates it.

Seeing his reaction has you glowing with confidence. You continue your little show for him.

“Tell me what you want baby”.

“You,” Eddie whimpers out, “want to touch you, please.”

“Good boy, look at you using your words and your manners” you coo. “Lie back for me”

Eddie quickly gets himself comfortable and lies back for you. You rid yourself of your soaked panties and climb up beside Eddie, moving his long hair out of the way before throwing your leg over his head to straddle his face. Before you finally sink down on his tongue however, you grab his face, squeezing his jaw between your fingers.

“Now, you’re going to show me just how sorry you are for being such a brat today. I’m going to let you lick my pussy but you are not to touch me with your hands, got it?”

“Yes ma’am,” he says eagerly as he quickly nods his head.

Slowly you sink down far enough that he can reach your dripping cunt with his tongue. He starts by licking a slow strip up your pussy to your clit, then circling the swollen bud with his tongue. He repeats this over and over again and you’re trying your hardest to keep up your dominant persona.

You start to grind against his face, revelling in the feeling of his tongue on you as he eagerly laps at your folds.

“If you’re a good boy and make me cum hard enough I’ll give you a reward, how does that sound?” you ask him, trying to keep your voice level.

Eddie responds by amping up his actions. Now Practically devouring you, little grunts and whimpers leaving his mouth every so often.

You can feel yourself getting close, the coil in your belly ready to snap.

“That’s it baby, you’re making me feel so good. I’m getting so close. Be a good little slut and take all my cum all over your face.” You barely get to say before your orgasm is washing over you.

You grind down harder or Eddie’s face, only caring about riding out your high.

When you finally come down you hop off Eddie’s face. His chin and cheeks are glistening with your arousal. Usually, you’d wipe it off for him but not this time.

“So…” Eddie asks tentatively, “did I make you feel good?”

“Hmmm,” you pretend to consider as you go to kneel between him legs. You undo his belt and zipper and pull his pants and boxers down enough for his cock to spring free.

You start by ghosting your fingers from the base to the tip and swirling your thumb over the pre that’s dribbled out at the head.

“I dunno baby, do you think you did a good enough job?”

“Yes! Please yes, I did such a good job, you came so hard against my tongue.”

You don’t answer and instead continue to barely touch him.

He lets out a frustrated groan. “Please -fuck, I’m begging you to touch me.”

“Are you? That doesn’t sound like begging to me.”

He clenches his jaw as he stares daggers at you. You just look back at him with an innocent look, continuing to swirl your thumb over his slit.

He sighs, finally giving in. “Please y/n, I need you to touch me”

“I am touching you though?” you tease.

“fuckin’ pleaseee just- suck my dick, or jerk me off or fuck me just something”

“That’s all you had to say baby”, you reply as you grip the base of his dick. Slowly you start pumping him in your hand.

As you pick up your pace his head tilts back as he lets out a moan.

“Yes, fuck, like that, that’s what I wanted, shit, thank you”, he’s mumbling, and you can’t help but smirk at how submissive and pussy drunk he is already.

With no warning you suddenly lean forwards, taking him in your mouth. His head snaps down to look at you and he can’t stop himself from thrusting up into your mouth.

As soon as he does however, you stop. You look at him with raised eyebrows, waiting for him to explain himself.

“Shit, I’m sorry! Please, please don’t stop, ‘m so sorry. Couldn’t help it your mouth just felt so good”.

You roll your eyes at him but go back to sucking him off anyway. His apology did sound sincere, and you enjoyed the way he panicked when he thought you were going to stop.

Eddie is a mess above you. He’s moaning out thank yous and ma’ams and your name over and over again as he grows closer to releasing down your throat.

You know he’s close as he starts to clench and he’s moaning in the way he does just before he cums.

Suddenly, you stop and stand up in front of him.

Eddie looks up at you, his mouth open like he was about to protest, and eyes filled with pleading. You swear he looks like he’s about to cry. Before he can say anything though you order him to strip.

He quickly stands and rids himself of his shirt and pulls his jeans and boxers fully down in one quick motion. You try not to get distracted by how hot he looks in front of you. His dark tattoos peppered over his chest and arms and leaking cock so hard for you.

“Lie back down” you order before you get too lost in staring at him. He complies.

“Hands above your head”.

He slowly complies to that too but you can see him almost about to protest.

“I’m not gonna cuff you”, you say quickly, reading his thoughts.

You climb on top of him straddling his hips.

“Now, I’m gonna use this pretty cock of yours to make myself cum again and you are gonna lie here like a good little toy, not touching me and not cumming.”

Eddie furrows his brows, he wants nothing more than to cum right now but knows he needs to obey you.

“Yes ma’am.”

Slowly you sink down on to him, moaning at the feeling of him stretching you out. Eddie throws his head back with a whimper, your walls are clenching him so tight, and it feels so good. He really hopes you cum quickly.

You start to bounce on Eddie’s cock setting a decent pace as you bounce and grind against him, chasing your own release. Eddie’s mouth goes slack as he watches you through his lashes. You look like a goddess as you ride him.

He needs to touch you or kiss you or have you give him more attention, anything. He starts to whine as you continue your torturous pace.

“What’s wrong baby? Doesn’t this feel good?”

“Yes- fuck, it feels too good, ‘s too much, I can’t hold it” he whimpers.

“Oh yes you can baby boy, I know you can be a good boy for me.”

You bring your hand down and start to circle your clit then, feeling a little sorry for edging him like this.

Eddie can feel your walls start to clench as you near your second orgasm. He screws his eyes shut, hands bawling into fists above his head as he tries anything to stop himself from cumming at the feeling.

“Fuck your cock is making me feel so good, I’m gonna cum around you baby. Be good and don’t you dare cum- fuck”.

You orgasm washes over you as you gush on Eddie’s cock. He groans and whimpers as he feels it but somehow, he manages to hold of his orgasm.

You still on top of him as you regain your breath from the intensity of your second orgasm.

Eddie starts to squirm under you, desperate for release.

“Don’t worry,” you assure him, “haven’t forgotten about you.”

You begin to move on him again but at a slow torturous pace. Slowly lifting off and on him, he can feel every inch of your walls like this but its not enough.

“Oh jesus – Shit, please go faster.”

“Beg” is all you respond. Your hand comes up to wrap around his throat as you remember how much he seemed to enjoy it before.

“Please ‘ve been a good boy, I’ll do anything if you just go faster”.

You smirk at him as you increase your pace, well and truly bouncing on his dick. This new angle feels slightly overstimulating for you but it’s worth it to watch him fall apart like this.

“Fuck,” He drags out in a long moan, “Thank you, fuckin’ thank you, feels so good, your pussy makes me feel so good, ‘s gonna make me cum”.

You slow slightly. “You don’t get to cum until you tell me who this cock belongs to and until you tell me you’re sorry like you mean it.”

“’m sorry, ‘m so so sorry. My cock belongs to you, it only belongs to you y/n. Please let me cum”.

“Cum”, you finally say taking your hand off his throat, and seconds later Eddie’s releasing inside you.

His hands come down to grip your waist as he starts to meet your thrusts as he cums. He moans out “Thank you, thank you mommy, fuck thank you, thank you”.

You moan as he fucks up hard into you, loving the feeling if him releasing into you as you always do. You can’t help but smile and try to contain a giggle at him calling you mommy. You’re sure he doesn’t even realise he’s said it but you’re definitely gonna tease him about it later.

Eddie has finally stilled below you, well and truly spent after how hard he came. His eyes are closed as he pants, his hands still gripping your waist.

Slowly you peel yourself off of him and collapse beside him. You’re about to go grab him a towel but as you start to sit up you feel his arms wrap around you as he pulls you into his chest.

“Eds”, you giggle, “we’re all gross, I gotta go grab a towel.”

“Not yet,” he mumbles, “wanna cuddle.” And who are you to deny him that after you fucked him like that.

“Okay, but just for a few minutes”, you say as you stroke he chest and nuzzle into him.

“I really am sorry” he mumbles after a while.

“I know Eds, it’s okay”

He shakes his head.

“Not okay. I was a shit today and shouldn’t have taken it out on you”.

“Thank you for saying that”, you reply, pressing a kiss to his chest.

“And I promise it won’t happen again, ma’am”. He says the last word with a devilish hint of mischief. You know he inevitably will end up pissing you off again, maybe even more now that he knows he gets fucked like that because of it, but you guess you’ll just have to remind how to be a good boy.

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mykoreanlove · 4 months

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Say you forgive me

You laced your fingers behind his neck as you were positioning yourself on his lap.

The studio was barely lit, slow music played in the background but you barely noticed.

Your whole focus was on him - in this moment it was only you and Joon.

You shared passionate kisses, tongues fighting for dominance. His big hands were on your sides helping you steady yourself as you were circling your hips in round motions.

Namjoon was a big guy in every aspect of his being. You felt him throbbing inside of you, stretching you out in the best way possible. You could have sworn your body was made for him specifically given the fact he knew which buttons to push every single time.

You felt his large hands roam your hot body - squeezing and stroking as if it was the first time. His plush lips landed on your throat, pampering you with sweet kisses while you moaned his name silently.

„God, y/n, I missed you so much.“

He continued pampering you with kisses and only stopped when he noticed your reaction.

You were chuckling and mumbling: „Joon, you didn’t miss me for me. You missed fucking me.“

He turned cold as ice and stopped his movements. Bewilderment on his beautiful features, he looked at you hurt.

„What?“

You looked at him, punishing him with your silence.

„Do you honestly believe that? Do you think that lowly of me?“

You let out a deep breath.

Namjoon wasn’t the easiest person to be with which resulted in you taking a break. He neglected you, always putting his artistic demeanors before you. He made you feel unimportant, like a nuisance and even worse - interchangeable.

You loved him but you loved yourself more, so you broke it off.

Thankfully, he came to his senses and fought for you - finally realizing how much he had neglected you.

Everything should be good by now, shouldn’t it?

You tried hard to be happy in love, to maintain this special bond you used to share but it wasn’t working.

The resentment ate you up from the inside. You hated him for treating you like that, yet you still wanted him by your side.

„Y/N? Talk to me please. Do you really think that’s true?“

You got up from his lap and walked to the other side of the room. Suddenly, his presence was suffocating you.

You walked to the window and looked outside - snow was falling heavily and clothing the city in white. You started to shiver as it was freezing. Instinctively you started to wonder if the love you shared with him was about to freeze as well.

You felt his strong arms around you as he was hugging you from behind.

„You’re cold“, he mumbled and hugged you tighter.

His touch made you tense up which he undoubtedly noticed. „I am sorry, y/n. I didn’t realize how badly I hurt you. I didn’t realize how I made you feel.“

His voice was sincere, his words carefully chosen. You wanted to turn around and face him but he held you in place.

„Don’t. I want you to listen to me first. I wanted to be in a relationship with you, but I kept acting like I was single. And I made it all about me. I am sorry I neglected you. I can’t stand the thought of you being mad at me. What you said earlier really pissed me off. But I guess I deserved that. I really want this to work - I wanna spend my life with you y/n. Do you?“

You turned around and faced him - his eyes were teary and sincere. „I really want that too“, you whispered.

Namjoon took your hands into his: „If that’s true then I need you to forgive me. I need you to let go of the past, baby.“

Could you do that though?

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chrissturnsgirlll222 · 2 months

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second, never first

chris x fem!reader

summary - you grew up hating one guy all of high school but suddenly become close friends, but as time goes on feelings develop, only its one sided.

warnings - swearing, use of y/n, BOYS (no smut… for now lol)

word count - 700+??

NOT PROOFREAD

sitting next to chris during a scary movie when he is being set up with your best friend is wayy more terrifying than the conjuring let me tell you that. anna may be my best friend but i know what she i capable of and lets just say i cannot let her find out what is going on right now. for the first 30 minutes of the movie it was calm, mini jump scares here and there. each time there was a jump scare i would just jump and cover my eyes. but the movie got progressively scarier and thats how i ended up curled up next to chris with my knees up to my chest, hands over my eyes, head on his chest and his right arm on my back.

since matt and nick were sitting on a different couch i had no one else to turn to and i am a fucking pussy when it comes to scary movies. im a romance girl my favourite movies include kissing and heartfelt confessions not people in chair flipping upside down because of a demon taking over their body.

“are you sure your ok to finish this movie, we can turn it off.” chris whispers looking down at me, “uhhh” i say out loud. “its ok i can finish it.” i say looking at him as he chuckles and rubs my right shoulder.

if the situation was different i would be ecstatic to be cuddled up to chris right now but its wrong. i moved to sit up and chris removes his arm from me and grabs his water bottle off the coffee table and sips on it. the movie finally finishes and i let out the biggest sigh when its done.

“jesus y/n you look scared shitless it wasnt even that bad.” nick says. “dont think i didnt hear you audibly scream like 20 minutes ago.” i snap back. “ok” nick says sarcastically.

i grab my eyes from my purse and start my car, looking out the window to see if it actually started. “your leaving now?” chris asks. “well we have school tomorrow no?” i reply. “oh yeah” he says. “im gonna go grab a water from the fridge if thats ok.” i say “yep go ahead” chris says holding his hand out toward the hallway that leads to the kitchen. as im walking out i hear the boys mumbling.

“matt snap out of it.” i hear chris say in an annoyed tone as i walk back out to the living room. “im gonna take off now and hopefully am able to sleep tonight.” i smile. “ok thanks for coming” matt says, i smile at him and wave them off as i walk out.

later that night i got a text from chris

sunday 11:29pm

chris: be prepared for anna tomorrow

y/n: what are you talking about?????

chris: she completely blew up on me when i told her we had a movie night

y/n: did you tell her that your brothers were also included..

chris: yep

chris: she is still pissed

y/n: ok so i guess i will just go fuck myself

ring ring ring

i answer the face time with chris.

“chris what the fuck do you mean shes pissed, like jealous?” i exclaim. i knew this would fucking happen, anna is going to think me and chris are crossing her. “like i mean she thinks were hooking up and im using a movie night with my siblings to cover that up.” he states. “your fucking joking.” i say, “why the fuck doesnt she believe you i mean you guys are practically dating kissing every weekend and she thinks i want you because i set you two up?” i breathe. “ok kid calm down, she just needs reassurance from both of us.” he says shifting in his position on his bed. “you like her why would she believe you would want me in the first place.” i say.

“i dont know kid you tell me.”

thanks for reading xx

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mamawasatesttube · 4 months

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"Don't leave" for timkon for the prompt list?

“Shit, Rob.” Kon’s eyebrows shoot up as he stares at the cast on Tim’s leg, eyes seeing right through it. “That looks bad.”

Through a haze of painkillers and exhaustion, Tim still manages to glare at him. Kind of. Vaguely. “Thanks. Any other brilliant deductions you’d like to share with the class?” Ugh. He’s tired.

Kon holds up his hands in surrender. “Okay, whoof, you’re in a mood.”

Tim’s mood sours further. He’d had that mission in the bag, and then stupid Charaxes just had to show up and try to eat him again. In his opinion, that’s more than enough reason to be pissed. And now he’s on “bed rest” becase he has a “concussion” and “broken bones” and whatever else. “You try getting your leg snapped in three different places. Then we’ll talk about ‘moods’.”

“Jeez, sorry.” Kon raises his eyes to the heavens in an expression very reminiscent of Martha Kent. Tim kind of wants to throw something at him. Too bad there’s nothing good here to throw. Other than his pillows, but they’re soft. He wants to keep his pillows. “Fine, fine. I can take a hint.”

He turns away, reaching for the window, and—

“Wait.” Alarm spikes through Tim, and he pushes himself up into a sitting position, frowning. “What are you doing?”

“What are you doing?” Kon demands, whirling around again. In the blink of an eye he’s back at Tim’s bedside, easing him back down onto the pillows. “Lie back, idiot! You’re not supposed to get up yet. You’re still drugged!”

“I know. Don’t leave,” Tim orders, patting the side of his bed. Kon can’t leave. Tim doesn’t want him to. “I am so zonked out of my brain right now. I’m all floaty. I hate it.”

Understanding passes through Kon’s eyes. “That’s why you’re being a grouch?” He settles onto the bed next to Tim, and Tim makes a pleased noise and tilts his head against him. Kon’s arm winds around his shoulders.

“Yeah. And ‘cuz Charaxes is a jerk.” Tim blows out a breath. “I hate feeling floaty. I can’t think. Makes me nervous. So…” He tries to stay imperious, he really does, but his voice goes soft without his permission. “So you should stay here. With me.”

“Awww.” Kon chuckles, leaning back against the headboard of Tim’s bed. “Okay, bossy. If it makes you feel better.”

“It does,” Tim says. Kon is warm, and even if Tim can’t quite put two and two together right now, he knows everything will be okay if Kon’s here. He’ll be safe and sound, snug as a bug in a rug, and… there’s probably a third phrase that’d make sense here, but he can’t think of it. Whatever.

The point is, Kon is here, so Tim’s not as grumpy as he has been since he woke up. He’s just tired.

“Well, when you put it that way.” Kon’s thumb brushes over his shoulder; when Tim glances up, he can see a tiny smile on Kon’s lips. “Guess I’m not going anywhere.”

“Good,” Tim says, and closes his eyes again.

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 6 months

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Totally not Jealous

So, I haven't fully thought out the idea I had but I just got this image in my head where Eddie and bestfriend Reader are kind of yelling at each other where she's like "you're always talking shit about conforming and society but you always drool over the cheerleaders, you never even glance at someone else, you are just as bad!"

And Eddie being like "What am I supposed to do then? Stare at you the whole time, like I want and pretend I'm not dying inside because you're not my girl, you just want to be friends?"

"I never said I just wanted to be friends"

"Oh yeah? And I've never said I wanted a cheerleader!"

"Well, good!"

"Good! Why are we still yelling?"

Story inspo by @somethingvicked

Warnings: Angst to fluff. Mutual pining, idiots in love, jealous Eddie.

Don't copy, reuse or repost my work.

❤️

Eddie wasn't happy. He sits at the head of the Hellfire table watching Dean Jackson flirting with you.

The rest of Hellfire exchange worried looks as Eddie continues to grow more irate by the second.

He can't stop fidgeting, he's restless and wants nothing more to barge over to you and Dean and see what the fuck this asshole was playing at.

And how could you flirt with Dean when he was from the dark side? One of Carver's friends. Where was your loyalty?

No way in hell was he going to admit that he was jealous

He wasn't jealous... It wasn't like he's been in love with you for a very long time or anything... Fuck.

Mike moves forward, maybe to ask a question or some shit, Eddie doesn't know. Doesn't get a chance to find out as he sends a death glare to Mike that has him rushing back to his seat.

Not the time Wheeler.

"Why don't you just go over if you're so bothered?" Mike whines and Eddie grins in an almost maniacal way that sends worry into the hearts of the Hellfire members.

"You know you're absolutely right Wheeler" and with that he walks over to you and Dean intent on chaos and showing you the truth about this douchebag.

♥️

Dean is cute, a little boring but he's absolutely crucial to your current mission of getting over your major crush on Eddie.

Things were a no go where Eddie was concerned considering he spent most of his time mooning over cheerleaders.

The possibility of him ever noticing you was zero.

So it comes to your suprise when Eddie is suddenly at your side with a wide cheesy smile on his face.

Oh god he was going to go into one of his tangents wasn't he? Normally you adored them but you had a funny feeling Dean himself would be part of his ranting.

"What are you doing Eddie?" you whisper and Eddie turns to Dean, his big brown eyes flash with fury and a little bit of excitement. Shit... This wasn't going to end well was it?

"Dean, what a suprise. You know you were just the subject of a rather interesting conversation between Sally Ann and Violet. They came to me for some weed and were positively furious with you"

Confused you look to Eddie then to Dean who's going redder by the minute.

"That was nothing. Just a mix up you know" he shrugs of Eddie who raises his eyebrow in disbelief.

"You slept with the two of them in the same week and that was a mix up? After you began dating Sally Ann, sure dude. Whatever you say"

You gape as you turn around to Dean who is looking anywhere but you and pretty much hightails it out of the cafeteria.

"Dickhead" Eddie mutters and then his gaze turns to you and he looks betrayed and extremely pissed off. "Flirting with Dean really? He's a member of the dark side sweetheart. Jason's right hand man"

Eddie's words sink in and it lights a fury inside of you. He was one to talk when he spent half his time drooling over cheerleaders! They were popular, part of Jason's clique and he didn't mind looking at them or his attempts at flirting.

"You're such a hypocrite" you hiss at him and he has the gall to look offended, jaw tensing up and his body stiffens.

"How the fuck did you figure that one out huh? I guess it doesn't matter if Dean is a dickhead to you as long as he's hot right. We all remember your crush on Harrington"

Granted Steve was a cool dude now but back in his King Steve days? Running around wit Carol and Tommy, the dude was a prick.

You're crush on Steve back then pissed off Eddie and he wasn't even in love with you at that point, he just got grumpy Steve had your attention and not him.

Wow. You're shocked at how much of an asshole Eddie is being.

"You're always talking shit about conforming and society but you always drool over the cheerleaders, you never even glance at someone else, you are just as bad!" you exclaim heart hurting as the two of you fight.

Fuck, didn't he get it? You wanted Eddie but he was always so busy looking at cheerleaders that you felt hopeless, knew he could never look at you like that.

So yeah you flirted with Dean a little. Why would you waste your life pining over someone who obviously doesn't want you.

Who thought of you as just a friend.

Meanwhile your words piss Eddie off because yeah maybe he would look at cheerleaders every so often but they aren't who he wants.

The only girl he's ever wanted (as in fallen head over heels in love with) is you. He wants more than friendship, wants to hold your hand, kiss you, show you how much he adores you.

"What am I supposed to do then? Stare at you the whole time, like I want and pretend I'm not dying inside because you're not my girl, you just want to be friends?" Eddie snaps as his emotions, his longing for you boils to the surface.

He's tried to hide how in love with you he is for so long, suppressing every urge to tell you how he feels. It was inevitable that he would tell you someday.

You freeze as what Eddie said sinks in. He loves you... A feeling of euphoria overwhelms you, after all this time he's felt the same as you.

"I never said I just wanted to be friends! " you yell back. Eddie folds his arms across his chest trying not to get his hopes up at what you're saying, trying to protect himself if this goes south.

"Oh yeah? And I've never said I wanted a cheerleader!" he replies. I want you he yells in his head frustrated.

"Well, good!" you feel elated at this and the feelings of anger begin to fade away. There's a hopefulness building inside of you at the fact he loves you.

"Good! Why are we still yelling?" He's softened too, expression gentle as he looks at you.

You shrugs helplessly at his question.

"I don't know Eddie, at this moment I just want you to be kissing me" a blush creeps up his cheeks and he moves closer to you almost tripping over you in his haste to be near you.

That was Eddie fast, restless, always on the go, loud and dramatic... But god you loved him.

"I love you" You whisper in his ear and he grins at you scooping you up in his arms and twirling you around the room.

"I love you princess"

You're a little embarrassed that everyone must have seen this but when you look at the crowd in the cafeteria they are all gone except the Hellfire boys.

When did that happen? The whole place must have cleared out as you were fighting.

Dustins voice rings out in relief breaking the silence.

"About fucking time. Pay up Jeff" Eddie's eyes widen and he glares at the boys.

"Hey, you buttheads. You bet on us?" Dustin looks around for help from the others but they are suddenly quiet again.

"Alright everyone for themselves" he yells and the next second the boys are out of their seats and speeding past you in Eddie.

Overcome with giggles you sober up at the thunderous look on Eddie's face and kiss him gently. A blissful expression appears on his face and the storm was evaded. For now at least.

❤️

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #jealous eddie #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fluff

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Can you write something where Female Reader stands up for Smoke when Bihan insults him?

Everytime I watch the scene where Bihan belittle Tomas that his blood will never be Lin Kuei, it makes my blood boil and feel protective of Smoke.

AN: I got the beginning dialogue straight from MK 1 chapter 8. As much as I love Bi-Han, that part made me sad. Tomas doesn't to be treated like that. Not proof read.

Notes: Female Reader

The four of you are awaiting orders from Lord Liu Kang. Bi-Han is pacing around while Tomas is on a bench and Kuai Liang sitting on top of it, but his feet are resting on the cushion part. You are sitting on the floor in front of the bench.

“How long are we expected to linger?”

“Patience, Bi-Han. There are many demands on Liu Kang’s attention.”

“Were he here, Father would advise us to wait without protest.”

You silently nod in agreement with Tomas’ words about the previous Grandmaster.

“But now he is gone and I am Grandmaster.”

“His teachings did not pass with him. They should still guide us.”

You decided for right now it would be best to stay silent. At the moment you didn’t really have anything to say that would contribute to the brother’s conversation. You and Tomas share a small look of an exchange with a little smile to share as well. After the brief moment you two share, you focus your attention back to your Grandmaster.

“Guide us, Yes. Shackle us, no”

“We can’t abandon tradition.”

“MInd your place, Tomas. Father may have taken you in, made you one of us…”

“...but your blood will never be Lin Kuei.”

When those words left Bi-Han’s mouth you practically flew up from your spot you were sitting.

“What in the actual hell, Bi-Han?? Tomas may not have the blood of Lin Kuei, but he is still Lin Kuei nonetheless!!” You get up in the man’s face vaguely remembering an off comment Johnny told you about how bad his breath is, and man you wish you had a breath mint to give the cryomancer at this moment.

Your little outburst towards your Grandmaster was shocking to the three. Bi-Han growls at you. “Watch what you say. I am your Grandmaster. Do not disappoint your ancestors with your foolish actions.”

“Brother! Leave her out of this! We can also discuss this at another time. When it is more… appropriate timing…” Kuai Liang is trying to defuse the commotion that is now occurring with his older brother’s comments.

“He started it, Kuai! He always belittles Tomas! It’s not fair! Tomas works just as hard as us, and all Bi-Han does is say shit like ‘Grrrr! I’m the Grandmaster, and I’m also grumpy! And I hate my BROTHER Tomas SO MUCH!!” You start yelling and attempt an impression of how you hear Bi-Han.

Kuai Liang just face palms at your little performance. He thinks to himself you just got yourself added to Bi-Han’s shitlist. Bi-Han is fuming at your words; he is beyond pissed now. Tomas is shocked at your outburst. Eyes wide open, and mouth slightly gaped. He’s not used to people defending him like this. The more he thinks about this a light pink appears to blossom upon his cheeks.

An awkward “Ahem” is heard. The four turn their heads to see two of Earthrealm’s champions, Raiden and Kung Lao. Raiden just stands there, “Lord Liu Kang can see you now.” Kung Lao is attempting to hide his laughter. Your guess is they heard the argument that was just happening. Maybe this was their way to help de-escalate things.

Bi-Han glares, it starts with looking at you, and then it moves to land on Raiden. “It is about time.” You are definitely on his shitlist now, but it was worth it. To defend Tomas from the toxic behavior of his oldest brother. You and Tomas share a glance, and you know this is something that you both will discuss after this mission. As you all walk to meet Lord Liu Kang you wonder how much of a living cold hell your life will become now.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x you #mortal kombat imagine #tomas vrbada x reader #tomas vrbada #smoke x reader #mk smoke

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NATLA Episode 2 Debrief (by yours truly)

Hi again! Here's episode 1 if anyone is interested. This is going to be another outrageously long post, just a tw

I absolutely loved the ominous start and then it's just:

They really captured the Zuko/Iroh dynamic the cartoon had in this scene. I hope they keep this sort of thing throughout the show. Also, side note, but for whatever reason Zuko seems a LOT more violent in this version. This child needs some serious therapy.

I guess this is their version of the map joke, huh? Low-key disappointed but not as mad as I thought I would be.

I'm not sure how I feel about the writers prolonging some of the conflicts that were resolved back in the SWT into this episode. I guess it makes sense that they would have to extend the drama, but I'm a little disappointed these thoughts didn't make it into the first episode. I'm glad they're included, but I think at this point team avatar had started to feel like family already in the cartoon, so it's kind of annoying and misses the mark a bit.

Yes I'm so glad they put GranGran's blessing back in! I was really mad when they took it out, but this honestly feels more meaningful than it did in the cartoon. It's a precious cultural artifact rather than just a couple of blankets. This is similar to what I was mad about with extending SWT conflicts, but I don't have nearly as much of a problem with it, as it seems like they're carrying a little piece of home with them rather than just extra drama.

The burial scene was very sweet and sad. It gave us a bit more insight into Air Nomad culture, and a sense of closure the cartoon didn't really give us. A+ for Gordon's acting as well (he is perfect for this part, even if he does still need some more acting experience)

Zuko has officially mastered the "my uncle dragged me here and I'm an agnsty teenager" face. A+ to Dallas for this entire scene. I am absolutely LOVING the Iroh and Zuko dynamic. Never change (jk I wish you a wonderful redemption arc)

Suki looks just as beautiful as she did in the trailer. Unfortunately can't say the same for the Kyoshi statue (I wish it had been made out of wood), but there is something to be said for the little shrines to the avatars instead of a few big ones. I actually kind of like that they changed that element, and I hope they explore it more in future episodes, because I assume some of the spiritualism surrounding them would have to be changed. Side note: but I've seen nothing of the spirit world so far and I'm getting a little nervous. I guess I wouldn't mind if they decided it was some long-lost avatar trick or is introduced in the NWT, but if they get rid of it altogether I'm gonna be pissed.

I'm glad they decided to make Kyoshi Island a matriarchal society instead of having a male leader. It just makes sense based on the lore and I like to see more strong adult women than in the cartoon. Also Suki got a mom! Maybe she'll get some development too!

This Aang speech was very in-your-face storytelling, but I feel like the whole show is gonna be like that so I'm just accepting it at this point. I think it stayed true to his character while getting the point across, and it also kind of helped his character compared to the cartoon. He's very emotionally open and has a charming nativity about him, but he's clearly trying to help. Loved it.

He's so awkward I love it. This whole interaction was really cool, because it expanded on their relationship in a cool way. They're both struggling between doing what their parents expect of them to help their respective villages, but are being faced with a pull to the outside world, Suki with her "big heart" and Sokka with his need to protect Katara. Thishonestly gives more depth to their relationship and I don't mind the writers dragging out first episode conflicts if this is how they're choosing to explore them.

Aww look at these cute little siblings. I like that the writers are giving them more time to progress from strangers to besties. Their interactions seem more natural, and Aang's grief more realistic. It's also great to once again see Katara growing more confident and powerful in her abilities. I love the smell of some good character development in the making.

Look at her face! She's like,"I'm so good at flirting. Mother would be proud." Meanwhile Sokka's scared of her. Anyway I'm living for their scenes and they're making me giggle. (Despite Sokka's sexism being toned down it still exists to a lesser level and I love to see her beating his ass while he tries to flex)

I love the new subplot! I love that flashback! I love this conflict! It gives more credence to his fears as a prodigy. Whatever writer came up with this deserves a hug.

AHH the ship is sailing! I love Sokka learning to be more open minded! I love Suki learning to be more open-hearted! I love when characters in romantic relationships learn from each other! This is giving Suki and Sokka development in ways the cartoon did not without trying to play Sokka's sexism off as a joke and also giving us more screentime and when I say I love it I mean I am doing a happy dance right now!

Okay, so just a quick word on shipping besides Sukka because as Zutara trash I am legally required to do this:

It seems like they are keeping the zutara hope parallel intact, with Katara and Zuko both finding hope in the avatar but in different ways. However, I don't think this really changes anything. So far, there's beven nothing to suggest they're going with ZK instead of KA, and I'm a little worried that they're trying to parallel Sukka and KA wwith the way they're setting up both girls as kind of a "teacher" to the boys in a way and giving both ships a huge amount of screentime in the same episode. Also, and I hate to say this, they might be attempting to fix KA by toning down Katara's anger and her "dark side". She didn't get angry to break the iceberg and they're eliminating her entire waterbending scroll plotline. They're trying to make them a better match for each other by watering her down and therefore increasing her connection with Aang and decreasing the chance of a future connection with Zuko over their anger and shared trauma. It's sad news that I didn't want to deliver, and I've seen spoilers that there is another ZK moment later down the line, but at this point, I think KA is a lot more plausible than ZK. *cries*

In slightly less depressing news, they're inserting the avatar state plotline a lot earlier. This makes sense with the condensed timeline, and I think I like the way they're going with it so far. I hope they keep the concept of avatar guide intact, though, and I'm worried that they're going to play into more of a connection to all of his past lives instead of just Roku. I kind of hate Roku but I do think that's a major concept I don't want them to get rid of, and his inaction during a time of adversity mirror's Aang's own challenges with confrontation. Their dynamic is a good one, and I wouldn't be opposed to changed but I really hope they don't entirely throw it out.

Scratch whatever the fuck I said before. I'm back on my shipping bullshit I can't believe we got a BONUS FIGHT! Also kudos to whoever decided Zhao should burn the village instead of Zuko. I was always so pissed at him whenever I rewatched this episode and now I can sleep easy knowing it was that military dipshit instead of him

I love Kyoshi to an unhealthy extent but I kind of wish Katara had been the one to go off on him. It would have seriously fixed things.

COUPLES THAT FIGHT TOGETHER ARE THE BEST COUPLES CHANGE MY MIND

Also, side note, but I love the hair these in fight scenes:

Most action movies hairspray the shit out of them but these actors are allowed to look a little disheveled while they kick ass. Huge thank you to whoever decided that more natural hair is superior cuz they are 100% correct

THE BONUS FIGHT SCENE IS NO LONGER COOL I REPEAT THE BONUS FIGHT SCENE IS NO LONGER COOL

I think this was the perfect conclusion to Sukka (for now)! Sokka learned something so much more valuable and impactful than in the cartoon, in my opinion. His masculinity is handled very well in my opinion, and even if I would have liked to see him wear the warrior outfit, there's something really great about the way he continues to embrace protectiveness, a masculine trait, while having rid himself of toxic masculinity, such as not being able to learn from others. He's leaving a more open minded and humble person and I love the way they portrayed it.

Okay the speech was a little on the nose but I liked it. One of the best things about ATLA was the way they executed Aang's childishness ending up beneficial for the world. I think the new conflict is expanding on that nicely while staying true to its roots. *pats writers on the head*

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IS THIS REAL I LOVE IT SO MUCH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

IM TRYING SO HARD NOT TO THINK ABOUT THIS LINE AND HOW IT COULD BE ANOTHER PARALLEL TO K/A I HATE IT BUT I LOVE IT AT THE SAME TIME LETS JUST FOCUS ON SUKI SAYING SOKKA HELPED HER AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Also the fan was so cute. That last scene on Appa really wrapped everything up nicely. I like the way they tied in the conflicts between the siblings while engineering growth for Sokka.

Daniel Kim delivered in his two seconds of screentime. Zhao was such a bitch but idk what else I expected. Can't wait to see more of these two bastards in future!

Anyway, to recap:, things I did like:

Aang's new conflicts

Sokka's mini arc

SUKKA

Expanding on Katara's PTSD

Zhao burning the town instead of Zuko

Zuko and Iroh's dynamic

Things I didn't like:

Katara's characterization

Lack of Aang's actual avatar guide

K/A hints and lack of zutara implications

Postponing the Zhao and Zuko agni Kai

Overall, I have to say I think that they're playing into the core themes very well while expanding on the characters. If it weren't for the whole Katara debacle this would be a 9/10 episode, but with the Katara debacle imma give it a 7/10. Still, I can at least understand why the writers made their crappy decisions, even if I don't agree with them. Hopefully certain things are fixed in future episodes, but as it stands I think I'll live (barely)

#natla debrief #emmie babbles #zutara #sukka #aang #sokka #suki #zuko #katara #avatar the last airbender #natla episode 2

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