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disturbedbeautywrites · 8 months

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You did what?! - Jake Seresin Imagine x Bestie Reader

This can be read as a stand alone blurb or as part of the bigger series it’s in!

Peach rings and broken things masterlist

Warnings: Slight smut so 18+ please, cursing, some slight angst because I couldn’t help it, and I think that’s it

Hangovers were never fun. They weren’t fun when you were in high school or college, and they definitely weren’t anymore fun now. You slowly sat up and groaned as you laid your head in your hands, realizing you were in Jake’s bed and last night came crashing down as realization hit you harder than a train.

You had made out with Jake last night, but more than that, the two of you had hooked up. Your eyes were about to pop out of your head until you closed your eyes and let everything come back to you.

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” Jake’s voice was velvet soft as he hovered above you, his fingers laced through yours. His thumb was brushing over your knuckles, his breath coming out in uneven pants. His eyes were glazed over from how drunk he was, but they also seemed to be lighting up as he took in every inch of you. You felt exposed, but safe. This was Jake, your Jake.

His lips were on your before you could even begin to overthink it anymore, your every sense beginning to be overwhelmed by him. “I-I don’t wanna rush into anything.” Your stammer caught you off guard as he pulled away, his fingers brushing over your cheek softly. “Anytime you wanna stop, we can.” His lips were on your forehead before he met your eyes with his, his mouth set in a straight line as he saw a bit of panicked hesitation go through your eyes. “Peach, I’m serious. You know I’ve got you..” His words were a soft comfort as you nodded and smiled at him, his lips attaching to yours again as you fully let go this time.

Jake was a ladies man, that you knew for sure. You grew up seeing all the girls he hung around and hearing stories of his hookups and sexcapades that he had all throughout your entire friendship. You grew to become used to it, but you never knew the stories were actually true. Jake was a giver and he wanted you to feel just as good, if not better than him. His fingers were working you up and causing your body to feel like it was on fire every inch that he touched. Your moans were mixing with his grunts and mumbles of how beautiful you were and it was a sinful symphony that sounded like music to your ears.

His every thrust was met with your bucking hips and arching back, pleasure coursing through you in a way that you never knew was possible. Sure, you had slept with Nathan, but this was different. This was Jake absolutely making sure that you were taken care of and that was something new for you. It felt like fire and frost meeting in an explosiveness that only could be brought on by this one man. He made sure you finished multiple times before he even finished once and it definitely had you spent when you were done. “What if I can’t walk tomorrow?” The words were meant to be thought, but they unfortunately stumbled out of your puffy lips. “Guess I’m carting you around everywhere. Or we can just stay in bed all day.” He shrugged and wrapped an arm around you as your head laid against his chest. Sure, this was bound to get messy, but you were enjoying it for now.

You were now getting out of bed slowly, your joints and muscles aching in ways you didn’t know were possible. It had been a while since you had been this sore, but you could walk, even if it was a little baby deer-like. You slipped on a pair of athletic shorts and one of Jake’s hoodies and walked into the living room, looking for the two boys. “You look pretty in my hoodie.” The compliment was so casual it caught you off guard as a bright red flush came over your face, your eyes bashfully looking up at the blonde boy whose lips they left. “I wear your hoodies all the time, you never complimented me before.” You were meaning it as a joke but a small smirk made its way to his lips. “I guess it’s different now that I’ve seen what’s under it and heard you moaning my name last night.” You threw a washcloth at him before he laughed and dodged it, taking a sip of his coffee. “Kidding. Kidding. Kind of.”

“Okay, Hangman either you are watching your porn way too loud or you had quite the time last night and you need to share the number of the little lady you had over.” Bradley was pulling a shirt over his torso as he walked out of his room, not noticing the way your face completely took on a look of mortification. Jake was trying to keep a straight face and swallow his coffee, but it soon came spitting out of his lips along with a loud bellowing of laughter. Bradley just shot him a look of confusion before he looked at you and slowly put the picture together. “Okay, new rule. You guys can only bang when I’m out of the house. Fucking disgusting.”

“We’re disgusting? What about you captain Bradshaw?” Your eyebrows started to wiggle as you resisted the urge to buckle over laughing, slight giggles coming out of your parted lips. He looked offended and tried to shake his head, but the look of shame was there. “How?” He was baffled, looking between the two of you. “Thin walls, buddy.” You slapped the wall beside you for effect as you grinned at him, waiting for the fall out. “Now I gotta kill you.” He was joking as he lunged at you, your legs taking you off and towards your room as you locked the door. He couldn’t get you in there. Little did you know, Bradley kind of planned that. He knew you by now and he knew your reactions and he wanted to talk to Jake. He needed details on the two of you.

He turned to look at Jake expectantly after he made sure you were out of earshot, eyes raising at the other aviator. “What?” Jake shot him a look before Bradley gestures towards you. “What the fuck do you mean what?” Bradley glared at him before Jake took the hint and shrugged, drinking his coffee again. “Not while she had a boyfriend, right..?”

“No, of course not! Now shut the fuck up. She’ll hear you.” Jake’s voice was a bit of a sharp snap, a warning tone to it. He didn’t want you to hear Rooster pestering him about you. He knew where your head was in that fact that you didn’t know where it was. It was confusing, but he understood it. He didn’t want to pressure you into talking about it, and he definitely didn’t want to make things awkward between the two of you. “We slept together, it happened. I’m just going with the flow.” Jake was nonchalant to Bradley about the whole thing, but inside he was freaking out. He had been crushing on you since he was 14, but he wasn’t about to blurt that out. Rooster couldn’t keep a secret, everyone knew that. “Are you sleeping with other girls too?” Rooster was being nosy and Jake just sighed and shook his head, looking at the other male. “No. She’s too good to do that too, man. I’m leaving things in her hands and we’ll see where it goes.” And again, his stomach was in knots and flipping because he hoped that he didn’t ruin your friendship.

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froggibus · 1 year

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Bullet Train - Cole Cassidy

Pairing: Cole Cassidy x reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: though you've seen many weird things on the train, the man dressed as a cowboy has got to be the strangest

CW: first meet, gun violence, poor judgement, cassidy being dumb in 2 languages, talking to strangers

i wrote this after watching bullet train lol + now im tempted to do more cassidy. also this has been sitting in my drafts for a month saved for a rainy day and today is that day cause I am dying!!

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It seemed like everyone on the train had at one point been staring at the man sitting in the aisle across from you. You couldn’t blame them—it was hard not to stare. He was dressed like a cowboy, afterall. As the night grew later, the stares started to die off until he was finally able to watch movies on his holopad in peace.

The door at the front of the cart opened with a hiss, the cowboy man flinching when it did. You could see the way his muscles immediately relaxed upon seeing the pretty lady with the food trolley step onto the platform. Most of the cart was fast asleep, with the exception of a businessman towards the back who was clicking away at a keyboard, an older woman flipping through a book and a figure in the front who was shrouded by the sweater he was wearing.

It took no time before the trolley was between you and the cowboy man, the lady asking if you wanted something in Japanese. You bought a bottle of iced tea and thanked her, returning to stare at the seatback in front of you and fiddle with the impossibly tight cap of the bottle.

You could hear her asking the man if he wanted something, and force yourself to suppress a laugh when you heard him respond in Japanese. His language skills weren’t horrible, but spoken through his Southern accent it came out as a jumbled mess. A smile forced its way onto your face.

The woman, upon hearing him speak, immediately switched to English. This time, you couldn’t help but giggle at the interaction. The man finished ordering practically half of the trolley and paid the woman. She flashed you a smile before making her way to the back of the cart.

“Guess she wasn’t a fan of my Japanese,” the cowboy said.

It took you a moment to realize he was addressing you, amber eyes taking you in. “You’re American,” you noted. “You’re a long way from home.

He shrugged, “I’m looking for an old friend.”

You didn’t really care that much, and turned back to trying to open the bottle cap of your drink.

“You wanna hand with that?”

You sighed, but handed him the bottle nonetheless. You were shocked to see a metal hand grab it from you before he effortlessly removed the cap and gave it back to you.

“Thank you.”

“Anytime, pumpkin.” He reached an arm out to you, “Cassidy.”

“Y/n.”

He stretched his arms above his head, poncho slipping off his shoulders to reveal more of his physique, “so what brings you around here?”

You examined him, wondering how much you should tell him. Despite the cowboy getup, he didn’t look like a complete weirdo. In fact, he was super handsome. Chocolate brown hair tumbled down the back of his neck and framed his face perfectly. He had a chiseled jaw, covered in well-groomed facial hair that wrapped around his mouth. His eyes were what really caught your attention, though. They were filled with warmth, something you hadn’t seen a lot of in recent days.

“Just needed some time away,” you admitted.

“Fella did you wrong?”

“Something like that.” You change the subject, “so, this friend of yours—is he in Tokyo?”

He nodded, “Hanamura, I think.”

“You think?”

Cassidy sighed and scratched the back of his neck. “He doesn’t exactly know I’m coming,” he said, “it’s been a long time since I’ve seen him.”

You could relate to that. It seemed so long since you had company, the memories blurring the longer it got. Based on the look in his eyes, he felt the same way.

You took a swig of your drink. “Were you guys close?”

“We were on a team. We spent a lot of time together.”

That doesn’t answer the question, you thought, but said nothing. Clearly he was still coming to terms with things himself, and you didn’t want to pry. There was a thump on the roof above, the cart rattling.

Cassidy’s eyes widened and he was on his feet in an instant, hand reaching into one of the leather pouches on the belt strapped around his waist. “Well, darling, it’s been a pleasure.”

You blinked a few times, too stunned at the sight of the revolver in his hand to say anything. He gave you a flirty tip of his hat, and charged to the front of the train car. As soon as the door opened in front of him, you could see two figures dressed in all black waiting for him.

You pounced to your feet, ready to warn him, but the door was already closed. He has a gun, he can handle himself, you tried to tell yourself. It didn’t work, and you found yourself racing to the front of the car and smashing your hand against the button to open the doors.

You stepped onto the luggage cart just to see two men sprawled out on the ground. They were still breathing, thank god. Still, there was no sight of Cassidy.

You heard ruckus from the next cart over and ducked inside. There was a group of people now, dressed the same as the other figures, and they had him surrounded. He seemed to be holding his own pretty good, knocking people out and tossing them like they weighed nothing. His back was wide open though, and just as you realized that, so did one of the other figures.

Before you even realized it, you were tackling them to the ground, snatching the knife out of their hand and slamming it into their nose. Blood gushed out of their nose and they instinctively went to cover it, leaving their jaw wide open. You remembered something you’d been told a long time ago, and struck the side of their jaw hard. They went limp.

Cassidy whirled around, eyes dancing with mischief, a smirk on his face, “thank you, darling.”

The other people laid around the traincar, in varying poses and states. Cassidy had taken care of all of them in the time it took you to take out one. It was clear you were dealing with someone a lot more powerful than you thought.

“Doesn’t really look like you need my help, to be honest.”

He shrugged, poncho slumping off of his shoulder to reveal a gash that was leaking blood down his chest. He quickly pulled it up, eyes meeting yours, “no need to worry, pumpkin.”

“Who are these people, anyway?”

“Let’s just say I have a bit of a reputation.”

You raise an eyebrow, “a bit?”

“You’re pretty good in a fight,” he changes the subject. “Where did you say you were going again?”

“I didn’t.”

He smirked, “then how would you like to join me? You seem to know the area, that could be useful.”

“Are there going to be more shadow ninjas attacking you?”

“Oh, darlin’,” he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and squeezed you closer to him, “you have no idea. So, do we have a deal?”

“Deal.”

#cole cassidy #cole cassidy x reader #cole cassidy x you #cassidy x reader #cassidy x you #overwatch #overwatch imagines #overwatch x you #overwatch x reader #overwatch 2 #ow2 #ow #bullet train #cowboy x reader #cowboy #cowboy x you

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redthreadoffate · 2 months

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endgame

header by @/earlgreymon

for @ashxketchum!! requested some time ago and finally got to finish it (there's a part that just won't write itself!). i know you asked for takari but your takari for me, my mimato for you (even though it's a little unfair since i love mimato, too). i still do hope you like it! i had a lot of fun writing this and it kinda went on and on as i typed once the part finally wrote itself. anyways! enjoy (i hope)!!

endgame | main characters ; yamato ishida, mimi tachikawa, some taichi yagami and sora takenouchi, can't forget gabumon, palmon, agumon, and piyomon | universe ; au / can be placed anywhere after 02 | ships ; yamato x mimi, taichi x sora, takeru x hikari | genre ; fluff, humor | word count ; 2,235 | rating ; 13+ | edited ; three times - forgive me for any mistakes

Yamato was never in the mood for flirting. He knew people fawned over him, he knew his band was worshiped by those his age, and sure, he did “have a feeling” that flirting was going to be part of his life. But he never even tried to flirt back. Well, maybe he did, but it was usually against his will.

The band was not together anymore, having to go their separate ways, but he still loved them. The flirting, however, did not stop. He knew he was a good-looking guy but now that he was living a life that did not involve anything that required him to “go out there and fly”, maybe a life without people flirting with him 24/7 would be nice.

He and Taichi were having a meal in a small diner with Gabumon and Agumon hidden beside them. The digimons were enjoying their food while their partners talked about school.

Although they took up different courses, they still had some minor classes together, which, despite Yamato not admitting it, was a relief from all the other students they swarmed with. He had made some friends, but no one at the same level he had with Taichi. Everyone came from different backgrounds, and if they were to be honest, it was a little overwhelming, especially since it was their first year in university.

“Are you going to Shinichi’s party on Friday?” Taichi asked.

“Who’s Shinichi?” Yamato questioned, not bothering to look up from his food.

“He’s in one of our minor classes,” Taichi responded, “cool guy. But this party is a little too early, don’t you think? It could be a way to make some friends, I guess. Wanna go together?”

“Can we go?” Agumon asked.

“A party’s always fun,” Gabumon said.

Taichi smiled at them and then looked at Yamato. “What do you say?”

Yamato looked over at the smiling Gabumon and Agumon and sighed. “Okay, let’s go.”

“Great!” Taichi exclaimed.

“But you’re driving,” Yamato said.

“Sora will.”

“Sora?”

“Yeah. She wants to go. But she wants to bring her car so that she can leave anytime she wants.” Taichi shrugged. “Her mom’s car. And she said walking would be a pain, Shinichi’s venue is a little far.”

“We can always ask Birdramon to fly us away,” Agumon jested.

Taichi chuckled, Gabumon laughed, and even Yamato gave a smile.

“So what time do we meet her?” Yamato asked.

“Not sure yet. But we’ll ask her, or message if we don’t see each other anytime soon.”

Yamato smirked. “Right. Anytime soon.”

When Friday arrived, Sora, Taichi, and Yamato, along with their digimon partners, were packed inside Sora’s mom’s car. It was just a four-seater after all, it would only be Mrs. Takenouchi, Sora, whenever Mr. Takenouchi would come home, and Piyomon. And of course, Piyomon rode shotgun, while the men were cramped at the back.

“I think we’re here,” Sora said, looking out the window.

“Finally,” Yamato sighed in relief.

“The place is packed and in full swing!” Taichi said.

“Let’s just find a place to park. Doesn’t look like there’s a lot of cars.”

As they drove around, Gabumon pointed at a spot and Sora immediately swirled to get to it. Both Taichi and Yamato looked at each other, surprised by the speed and sudden jerk of the ride.

They got out of the car and Taichi whispered how his soul nearly left his body after that short ride. Yamato rolled his eyes and stated that he was overreacting.

“His place isn’t that big up-close,” Taichi observed. “It’s just the garden.”

“You think there’ll be beer?” Yamato wondered.

“You three find a spot,” Sora ordered. “Somewhere we can see each other.”

“I don’t think there is a place where we can see each other,” Yamato said.

That could be true. The house was packed. So far, the three have not found anyone they knew. But they were just outside and there were not many people around, perhaps they would find more people inside.

“Think you three can go around without being seen?” Taichi asked.

“Of course!” All three digimons grinned.

The group dispersed, the digimons to the right and the Chosen Children straight ahead.

When they reached inside, they looked around for anyone familiar. After a minute of standing by the door, Sora was called by another young lady and she excused herself from the boys.

“We’ll leave at midnight on the dot,” she told them as she walked away.

“Yes, ma’am,” they both murmured.

After some time of just being together, people-watching, someone came up to them. Taichi straightened up while Yamato raised an eyebrow.

“Hey, glad you two can make it!”

“Thanks for the invite, Shinichi,” Taichi said, smiling.

“Yeah, the party’s great,” Yamato said, although he actually did not find the party that great.

“I’m glad you think so, Yamato. I really wanted your approval.” Shinichi grinned. “I heard you were pretty popular back then, I know you are right now. I wanted the approval of someone who knows how to party.”

“I don’t know how to party,” he replied. “I was in a band, but that didn’t mean we were always partying.”

“I see.” Shinichi pursed his lips. “I’m sorry for assuming. But anyway, enjoy the party.” And he waved goodbye as he disappeared into the crowd.

“I think he likes you,” Taichi joked.

Yamato sighed. “I don’t regret the band.”

“I know you don’t, we all do.” Taichi placed his hand on his friend’s shoulder. “But come on, enough of this. Time to have fun before the old lady tells us to go home.” He snickered.

Yamato scoffed. “I’m going to tell her you said that, I’m sure she won’t like it. At all.”

They both laughed.

The two did enjoy the party. They made new acquaintances and even stuck with a group. They invited Sora in and the three were glad they had new people by their side.

At some point, as the group was talking, Sora paused mid-sentence and everyone waited for her to continue.

“So—?”

“Mimi!”

Both Taichi and Yamato immediately looked to where Sora saw Mimi, followed by the rest of the group.

“What’s she doing here?” Sora wondered, her voice filled with worry.

“Why?” One of the members asked. “What’s wrong?”

Sora shook her head and headed straight for the young girl. Taichi and Yamato followed suit.

“Mimi,” Sora called her.

Mimi looked back and grinned. “Sora!” She stepped forward and gave her a hug, which Sora returned. When they let go, Mimi hugged both Taichi and Yamato as well. “I’m sure Palmon has found the others already.”

“Mimi,” Sora said softly. “What are you doing here?”

“I was invited,” she smiled. “They said there was going to be a party here and I thought it might be fun, you know. And Palmon’s with me.”

“Mimi,” Taichi started. “Who invited you?”

“Shinichi Ozawa did,” she replied. “Why? Is something wrong?”

“Well, no…” Sora said, tilting her head a little. “But, this is a college party. Does Shinichi know that you’re not a college student yet?”

Mimi began to think. “I went to your campus one time, and that’s when he invited me.”

“What were you doing on our campus?” Yamato asked.

“I wanted to surprise you all,” she answered, grinning at him. “But then I asked if you three were coming to the party. He said he wasn’t sure but I wanted to take my chances and surprise you here instead! Isn’t this fun?” Though she sounded unsure when she said the last part.

Yamato sighed. “I don’t think asking you to leave is an option, especially since you’ll be alone—even with Palmon.”

“So what do we do?” Taichi asked.

Sora licked her upper lip. “Babysit.”

Mimi’s eyes widened. “No!”

“Mimi, we don’t know these people. We don’t know these people. Please, stick with at least one of us. We’ll make it up to you, we promise. Just please, Mimi?” Sora pouted.

Mimi looked at all three of them but focused on Sora last. After a few seconds, Mimi sighed. “Okay. I don’t want to admit it but I am a little nervous about this.” She frowned. “Especially since I wasn’t even sure if you guys would be here.”

The three older Chosen Children sighed in relief.

Just then, the group that group the three were talking to appeared and asked what was happening.

“This is Mimi,” Sora introduced. “She’s one of our closest friends.”

“Really?” One of the guys asked. “I’ve never seen you around campus. What course are you in?”

“She’s from another university,” Yamato said quickly.

“May I visit you there?” the same guy asked, his voice a little flirty.

Yamato was suddenly feeling very protective of the younger girl. He did not like the thought of an older stranger visiting her. “Not at the moment,” he said.

“Why don’t you let her answer for herself?” the guy snapped.

Mimi smiled. “Yamato’s just always been protective of us. I don’t mind him answering for me…sometimes.” She giggled.

Yamato knew she was lying so he wondered why she was playing along.

The party was in even fuller swing about forty-five minutes later. Although the three knew Mimi was not too happy with the situation, they also saw that she was having a good time.

At the stroke of twelve, Sora ordered everyone out of the house after thanking Shinichi for the invite. As they headed for the car, the four digimons arrived by their side.

“Yamato, would you take the car and bring Mimi home?” Sora asked.

“Sure,” Yamato answered. “But what about you guys?”

Taichi intertwined his and Sora’s fingers and smiled.

“Got it.”

Mimi squealed. “You two have fun!”

“Agumon, Piyomon?” Palmon looked at them.

“We’ll protect them,” Piyomon said. “But we won’t ruin their moment.”

When everything was set, Yamato, Mimi, Gabumon, and Palmon entered the car. They were quiet for a while until Palmon asked Gabumon how Takeru and Hikari were.

“They’re still very shy,” Gabumon replied. “But that’s expected, right, Yamato?”

“Either very shy or very guarded,” he said with a laugh. “Taichi is still all over them.”

“And you’re not?” Mimi asked, smiling.

Yamato smirked. “Takeru can handle himself. Even if this is his first relationship.”

“Everyone knows Takeru and Hikari would be endgame,” Mimi said with a giggle.

“And Taichi and Sora, too,” Gabumon added.

“Yamato, didn’t Sora have a crush on you before? Mimi said that she gave you something special for Christmas one time. What happened?”

“Palmon!” Mimi chided.

Yamato sighed. “I’ve only told Taichi what happened.”

“I’m sorry,” Palmon said, bowing her head. “I was just very curious now that the topic came up.”

“I knew that Taichi had feelings for her, and I couldn’t do that to him, especially since I only ever felt feelings of friendship for Sora.”

“And Sora gradually had feelings for Taichi, too. And he didn’t even have to try too hard despite having strong feelings, correct?” Mimi grinned as Yamato nodded. “It just means they’re meant to be!”

The four talked more about their friend’s love lives. Mimi’s home was a little on the farther side so they had a lot of time to gossip.

Finally, Mimi had a mischievous look on her face. “What about you, Yamato?”

Yamato smirked. “What about you, Mimi?”

“Don’t turn this in my direction. I asked first.”

“If there’s nothing to say then it only makes sense the question goes back to you.”

“Oh please, someone like you is bound to have someone in mind.”

“There’s no one, Mimi. And again, what about you? If I remember correctly, you’ve always been a hopeless romantic.”

“I still am,” she admitted. “But my goal is different now. I want to play Cupid.”

“Don’t force it though.”

“I know the limits. Now c’mon, Yamato. Answer me.”

“There’s no one, Mimi.”

“Do I have to play Cupid?”

“If it’s with you then I don’t mind.” A smirk on his face.

“I’m serious!”

“Oh look, we’re here.”

Mimi looked up and sighed when she saw the building she lived in. “Okay, fine. But you owe me an answer, Ishida.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He rolled his eyes, but a smirk appeared on his face. “It’s time to go, Tachikawa. It’s getting late. Too late.”

“Will you bring the car back to Sora’s?”

“Yes. And then Gabumon and I will walk home.”

Mimi smiled. “Okay. Thanks for the ride.” She turned to the back seat as Palmon went down. “Goodnight, Gabumon.”

Yamato raised an eyebrow.

“I’ll say goodnight to you if you give me an answer.”

“The gas is running,” Yamato said, looking at the meter. “Goodnight, Mimi. Goodnight, Palmon.”

“Goodnight, Yamato,” Palmon said with a wave.

Mimi chuckled. “Okay. Goodnight, Yamato. Goodnight again, Gabumon.”

“Goodnight, Mimi. Goodnight, Palmon,” Gabumon said.

Yamato looked at her and smiled. “G’night.”

Mimi smiled once again and closed the door.

Once Yamato saw that the two had gone inside the building safely, he drove away.

“Yamato,” Gabumon said.

“Yeah?”

“You were flirting with Mimi, weren’t you?”

Yamato choked. “Flirting? Me? I wouldn’t say so.”

“You were.”

“I was not.”

“You even said—.”

“Gabumon,” Yamato said in a warning tone. This only made his digimon laugh. “Gabumon!”

“You won’t admit it, but you were!”

Yamato sighed. “You’re not letting this go, are you?” Gabumon shook his head. “Just don’t mention it to anyone. And no, I was not flirting.”

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the-owl-house-takes · 7 months

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Okay I’m gonna go on a big long rant about why Huntlow pisses me off so much. Honestly, Mod Willow, you don’t even have to post this if you don’t want to cuz I don’t wanna start more discourse, I just need to vent. Please note this is gonna be pretty messy just cuz I have a lot to say.

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD I DO NOT SEE THE APPEAL OF THIS SHIP!! They have no chemistry on screen. It feels like watching two people be nice to each other out of politeness rather than out of actually enjoying the others company. It’s especially noticeably because Willow is naturally super affectionate/friendly, but all her interactions with Hunter feel super forced.

And don’t even get me started on the shippers. Too many of the shippers act like just cuz it’s canon, it means you HAVE to like it. When are people gonna learn that just because something is canon, doesn’t mean it’s good or well written?? The fan content might honestly be the worst part of it. 70% of Huntlow shippers, from what I’ve seen, don’t care about Willow at all. They just turn her into Hunter’s therapist or boil her down to “buff girlfriend” and it’s infuriating. It’s like they black out whenever Hunter isn’t on screen. And they even get him wrong too. So much Huntlow stuff turns Hunter is a “poor twaumatized wittle baby 🥺” and infantalize him, even though he is one of the strongest main characters there!! Yes, he is traumatized. But trauma doesn’t turn you into a helpless infant. There’s so much you could do to explore that in an interesting way, but I guess that’s too much work so let’s just infantilize him!!!!!

And the writing for it is a mess. “Of course it’s gonna be rushed/messy, the shortened season-“ THAT MAKES IT WORSE!!! They knew they had extremely limited time to finish the season, and they still wasted time on this stupid ship. The whole plot comes to a screeching halt just so they can focus on Hunter and Willow standing next to each other. For the Future is the worst example of this. That scene where Willow has her breakdown is awful and the writers should be embarrassed of it. Hunter is the worst person in the main cast to comfort her there. Literally anyone else would’ve been better. It could’ve been Amity, to finally give closure to their relationship and show that they’ve fully moved on from Amity’s past behavior (especially since Amity was one of the main people to make Willow feel like she was half-a-witch), or Gus, who also has magic-related breakdowns and was taught a coping mechanism for the BY WILLOW!! Or Luz, to show that, yes, they are indeed still friends, because I honestly forgot they were supposed to be best friends by then. They’ve had so few direct interactions for the past season and a half, it felt like they were strangers. But nooooo, it HAD to be Hunter. They literally had to keep Gus back with giant vines to keep it a huntlow moment (which is just another example of how Gus has been screwed by this series). Also, Hunter experienced one of the most horrific things to ever happen to him and lost his first friend mere hours ago, why are we already trying to push him into a relationship?? I’m not saying that traumatized people can’t be in relationships, that’s stupid. But I am saying that he needs some time to actually process what’s happened before immediately getting out into romantic scenes again. It just feels really gross.

The ship also just completely uprooted any and all of Willow’s development. Anytime she has a major moment in the series now HAS to be related to Hunter. It turned her from a character with a lot of cool potential development that seemed to actually be getting explored in season 2, into just Hunter’s Girlfriend. And I know this is a problem with Willow specifically because Hunter gets plenty of outstanding moments outside of this ship after it begins to be established. It feels like they didn’t know what else to do with her, so they just attached her to the closest male character.

And it’s just so amanormative/heteronormative. Note, this is not me calling it a straight ship, because it’s not. I know Willow is pan and Hunter is bi. But that doesn’t mean it can’t be heteronormative. Seriously, any and all moments of them even standing next to each other were taken by the fandom as “proof” it was gonna be canon. As I said before, Willow is super affectionate naturally. She loves her friends and isn’t afraid to show it. But when she does basic friend things with Hunter? They’re in love!! It’s obvious!! /sarc

Willow saves hunter from a deadly 200ft drop? True love. Willow doesn’t want to pummel hunter (or who she thinks is Hunter) to death with a giant vine? I hear wedding bells! Willow is distraught at the fact that her friend just tried to drown himself in a lake and is sad that he’s slowly dying? Could they be anymore obvious with how it’s canon?! Ignore the fact that literally everyone else there is also sad, it’s a huntlow moment!! And that hand holding scene in FTF…… literally so cringe inducing. Willow was holding hands with and celebrating with Amity five seconds ago, but now that she’s slightly touching Hunter’s hand? Canon! Undeniably canon! I can’t believe that made the cut into the final episode. It felt like watching a shitty fanfic written by a ten year old. They wasted precious time that could’ve been used to further the plot of the actual show.

I hate that you can’t go three feet into the owl house tag without seeing it, even if you block ten million tags relating to it. I’ve got ten different huntlow tags blocked and I still see it whenever I go into the tags. It’s infuriating. Just because it’s canon, doesn’t mean you don’t have to tag it anymore.

And back to the shippers, why do some of them just start throwing a tantrum every time they find out you don’t ship it? I’ve criticized the ship a little bit on my blog. Every time I do, I make sure to tag it so huntlow shippers specifically can avoid my posts, and encourage them to block me so they never have to see me ever again. And even with all that, anytime I criticize the ship even a little bit, I get an onslaught of huntlow shippers crying in my inbox/notes about how I’m missing the point, or just don’t get it, or how I should just block the tag. I do block the tag!! That is the first thing I did when I saw the ship was getting more popular!! Why don’t they take their own advice and block me? And they’re so condescending about it too. You don’t see me going onto anti-lumity or anti-raeda blogs and telling them how it’s their fault I disagree with them. Honestly, grow up.

Okay that’s all. Again, you don’t have to post this if you don’t wanna mod Willow. I just needed to rant.

#this is honestly impressive #it feels like it would be a waste to not post it #the owl house #toh #ship hate #long post #fandom takes

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i-just-like-goats · 2 years

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Chuuya x Reader

Summary: you get some closure, not much, but Chuuya's there with you every step of the way.

Warnings: mention of a punch

WC: 1k

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Chuuya glared out the window. You looked up from your cake to look outside the window.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

He snapped his head back to you.

“It’s nothing,”

"If you're glaring because of Dazai. Don't,"

You continued eating while Chuuya stared back at you surprised.

"You're just wasting your energy on 'some stupid guy',"

"You're right. I dragged you out here to get your mind off him and here I am unable to enjoy my time with you because of him. But enough about him. Where do you wanna go after this?"

"Anywhere away from him,"

Chuuya nodded. Once you finished your cake and he finished his coffee, you looped your arms in his and walked back to headquarters.

"Where are we going?" He asked

"Back to work,"

Chuuya frowned at you.

"What? It's away from him. And I doubt he'll be coming there anytime soon,"

You laughed as Chuuya grumbled beside you.

The next day, you were once again slumped at your desk. Chuuya swung open the door.

"So Dazai's in the basement,"

You stared at Chuuya.

"You took me out to take my mind off him and now you're telling me he's here?"

"To be fair, you said he wouldn't come here and he practically waltzed in. You wanna see him?"

"Yeah, sure. I need closure or whatever,"

You pushed yourself up from your desk and followed Chuuya.

"Plotting as usual? Dazai?" You turned to see Chuuya hanging back.

"Well hello." He chuckled. "Y/N."

You leaned against the wall.

"You seem happier," you remarked.

"You seem more miserable. Is life boring with only Chuuya in your life?"

"Chuuya, said that you waltzed in here like you wanted to be captured. What's up with that?"

"If it means that you'll be easy on me, then I'll say so that I could have the chance to see you again, since you're spending so much time with Chuuya now,"

"Cut the bull Dazai. We both know that you wouldn't do that for me. You're too self-centred to think of anyone but yourself. You never loved me,"

He hung his head.

"Besides, don't you have that new girl hanging around you now? Aren't you satisfied with her? Because you clearly love her much more than me,"

You glared as Dazai laughed wholeheartedly.

"You're jealous,"

"You're the one in the Port Mafia headquarters as an ex member who fled. You should watch what you say,"

"I'm correct aren't I?"

"It doesn't matter. We're done here,"

With tears, threatening to fall, you sharply turn around and walk back towards the door. Chuuya hugged you while he glared at Dazai over your shoulder. You left the room to slump at your desk again.

An hour passed and Chuuya was opening your door again.

"I got in a punch for you,"

"Thank you,"

"He escaped-"

"I bet you let him,"

Chuuya made no noise. You chuckled.

"You've been the light of my day recently,"

"I have?"

"Yeah. I appreciate you Chuuya,"

"Thanks. I guess,"

With a fond smile, you pat Chuuya's head. He turned away from you after some minutes.

"Embarrassed?"

"No," He replied indignantly.

With that he marched out of your office.

His routine of barging into your office unannounced never failed to brighten your day. They always happened at different times and you found yourself looking forward to him opening your door.

At first, you were only delighted because he kept bringing small gifts like chocolate or a slice of cake as a reward for your work during the day. Yet as time went on, you slowly paid less attention to the sweets and more attention to Chuuya.

Suddenly you looked forward to just seeing Chuuya even when he would apologise profusely for the lack of food. You would only smile and say that it was ok. You found yourself paying attention to attributes and features that you hadn't noticed before, such as his light blush whenever he was angry or passionate about something. Or the fact that despite the dirty business you both were in, he always managed to make sure that his appearance was presentable.

In short: you were slowly falling in love with Chuuya.

He had come earlier that day in the morning, but it left you confused as to how you felt for him. You weren't sure why you felt an easiness not experienced with anyone else.

You groaned into your hands. It seemed that men were the cause of you slumping at your desk so often.

You gently pushed yourself off your desk and stepped outside to clear your scrambled thoughts.

You suddenly found yourself staring at the sea. You liked to gaze at the sea with Chuuya. You liked being around Chuuya. You sighed.

"Should've brought an umbrella," you muttered.

With no other option, you made your way back to the headquarters. The rain suddenly lessened. You smiled.

"Forgot an umbrella Chuuya?"

Smiling, you turned to your left where Chuuya stood holding his jacket over the both of you. On his left arm hung an umbrella.

"No, but if he gets to do that stuff in the rain, so can we?"

Your heart rate increased at the thought of Chuuya suggesting that you could have the love Dazai gave.

"Are you suggesting we're in a relationship?" You teased.

"What?! No! I just wanted to- to-"

Your smile faded.

"I mean unless you want to be in one?"

Chuuya looked earnestly into your eyes. You looked up from your shoes to gaze back into his eyes.

"I would," you whispered.

At that, Chuuya's face lit up.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to say that,"

"I really like you Chuuya. I've just been too focused on Dazai to notice that you were patiently by my side,"

"Hey, don't worry about it. I did my waiting and it paid off. For you I was willing to wait years, and here I am, the luckiest man in the world. I got Y/N of the Port Mafia to reciprocate my feelings,"

You hugged Chuuya.

"I think I'm going to be very happy with you,"

A/N: guys let Chuuya have his moment. But for my make Dazai suffer team, all the angst will be in part 4😈

Tagging: @btsgirl3078 @coffee-on-a-rainyautumn

#chuuya nakahara #nakahara chuuya x reader #bsd chuuya #chuuya x reader #chuuyabsd #nakahara chuuya #chuuya nakahara x reader #bungou stray dogs chuuya nakahara #bsd #bsd x reader #bsd imagines #nakahara chūya #bsd chūya #nakahara chuuya x you #nakahara chuuya x y/n #bungo stray dogs x reader

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laylaackles · 9 months

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Caught( Charlie Smut)

Warnings: oral, Sam and Dean catch you guys.

You and Charlie were alone in the bunker. Your brothers Sam and Dean were on a hunt. Charlie had been visiting, she's your best friend, and she's become a sister to Sam and Dean.

But what the boys don't know is that you and Charlie are more than friends.

So as soon as they left, the two of you decided you couldn't wait anymore.

Now, you're both naked and in bed.

Charlie is propped up on her elbows, looking down at you.

You're laying in between her thighs. Your tongue is mercilessly lapping at her pussy. Your lips are occasionally sucking her clit.

It's been so long since you've been able to do this for her.

Just as you slid a finger into her entrance, you heard voices.

"Charlie? Y/n?" Sam and Dean called.

"Shit!" You said.

You and Charlie had barely managed to cover up with the blanket before the door opened.

The door you could've swore you locked.

"Wow!" Dean said.

Sam was quick to turn around when he realized what was happening.

"Dudes! How many times do I have to tell ya if the tents rocking, don't come a knocking!" Charlie said.

Dean was frozen in his spot. Luckily, you were both covered. It would be even more embarrassing if you weren't.

"You two?" Dean asked.

He could finish his sentence. He was in shock. How do you react when you find your sister and the girl you consider a sister, together in bed?

"Well, for one, this ain't a tent, and for two, if you would've said something, we wouldn't have come in." Dean said.

"You could've knocked." You said.

"She has a point, Dean." Sam said.

"Um, if you don't mind, could we have some privacy?" Charlie said.

"Oh, right, okay, um, well, I guess just give us a warning or something next time." Dean said.

"Let's all just forget this happened. We're going now." Sam said.

When the boys were gone, you and Charlie couldn't help but laugh.

You kissed her for a moment before taking your place in between her legs again.

"Where were we?" You asked.

"You really wanna keep going?"

"Well I didn't make you cum yet, so yeah, but I won't do it if you don't want me to."

"Okay, but maybe we should lock the door this time." Charlie said.

You got up and locked the door, and then you practically jumped back into bed.

The two of you got into your original positions. You decided not to jump right into what you were doing before.

You placed a few kisses on her lower stomach, then moved to her thighs. You placed chaste kisses all over them.

Then, when she was least expecting it, you licked a long stripe from her entrance to her clit.

"Fuck!" Charlie said.

"Shhh."

Charlie bit her lip to keep quiet, then nodded in understanding.

Your tongue was relentlessly licking her pussy. She always tasted so sweet, you couldn't get enough.

Charlie was already on the verge of cumming, considering how close she was before you were interrupted.

You managed to slip a finger into her this time.

Your lips latched around her clit as your finger began to move in and out of her. You pushed it in as deep as you could, then curved your finger some your fingertip could rub against her g spot.

With a few more sucks on her clit, and the added stimulation your finger was giving her, Charlie came hard around your finger.

You continued to finger her through her high, then once she came down, Charlie watched as you sucked your finger clean.

You got off the bed and grabbed your disposed shirt to clean her with.

Then you grabbed clean clothes for yourself and handed Charlie hers.

"Wait, what about you?" She asked.

"I'm fine. Besides, Sam and Dean are back. I just needed to take care of my girl." You said.

"Well, thank you."

"Anytime princess."

You pressed a quick kiss to her lips, then the two of you exited your room to have a very awkward conversation with your brothers.

LA<3

#lesbian #charlie bradbury #supernatural #supernatural smut

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the-fiction-witch · 9 months

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Graffiti P3

Media Death of A Superhero

Character Donald Age Up

Couple Donald X Reader

Rating Smut

Concept Artists

Smut heavy make outs/ fingering / eating out/ public sex/ full sex / raw sex/ 'filling up'

I grabbed my stuff eagerly and headed out for the night making my way to the shopping centre my canvas for tonight. I had to admit I was hoping and praying I'd see her again, I hadn't stopped thinking about her, and admittedly… our last night out together had been, well thought of a lot lately the few nights I didn't go out or basically anytime I took a shower I'd be muttering her name thinking of what she did to me. I found my wall and got to work on my piece, and after a while of almost finishing it I got quite annoyed I hadn't seen her again I was getting rather worried it was a good week and a half since I saw her last but -

"Hi comic boy" she cooed immediately my erection jumped like a compressed spring and I turned seeing her sitting in her usual get-up leaning on the wall of the car park

"Hi princess, I missed you"

"I bet you did" she smiled

"Where have you been?"

"Around" she shrugs "I had the stuff to do you know how it is"

"Yeah, yeah I'm happy your back though"

"Aww your sweet" she smiled jumping down "You left me a place?"

"Just in case you wanted it"

"Thank you very much" she smiled pinching my cheek before she did some art of her own in the space I had left for her but something pretty quick and small

"Guess you're gonna scamper off again"

"I don't know might stay out a little longer, you owe me by the way"

"For what?"

"For all the space you've been stealing while I've been gone"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah"

"...I think I know how I could make us even" I smirked glancing at the alley

"Lead the way comic boy" she smirked pulling her mask and hood off

I quickly grabbed her hand and tugged her into the alley with me but this time I pressed her up against the wall I couldn't wait, immediately kissing those cherry cola-scented lips we made out heavily for a good while her arms around my neck, she even let me groped her boob as we made out like crazy lusty idiots but that only made me harder, so I pulled back having to pull my hands off her "aww that all literally?"

"No, be quiet princess so we don't get in trouble" I told her I undoing her jeans slipping my hand inside and quickly discovering her lack of underwear and how wet she always "fuck-" I groaned kissing her again as I stroked her cute pussy before slipping my fingers inside her leaving my thumb to rub on her clit I started with one but she was egar going to two quickly, three after a few thrusts and four after she kept pulling me in for more so I was merciless for her moving my fingers so much her wetness began leaking down my hand I kept kissing her to keep us both quiet my other hand desperately playing with her boob slipping under her shirt to grope and squeeze thought just her bra but I knew what I really wanted to do to her I took my hand away much to her disappointment but I smirked and moved to my knees tugging her jeans down it took a little moving to get comfy but I managed to sit on my knees kissing her clit leaving her a gasping groaning mess tugging on my hair for more as I licked, kissed and sucked hard on her so much so she was dripping all over me and the alley concrete I didn't wanna stop fueled by her horny gasps and moans but she tugged my hair hard forcing me away "what's wrong princess?" She didn't answer she simply pulled me to my feet and wrapped her leg around me "Yeah?"

"Yes please" she Cooes

"I uhh I don't have a condom"

"Doesn't matter. Implant" she smiled

"Okay" I smirked as that was all I needed undoing my jeans wrapping her legs around me and slipping inside her immediately had to bite my lip she felt so fucking good, I held her ass and thighs to hold her up as it took only a few seconds for my animal instinct to kick in and my brain complete gave up with rational thoughts two things and three things existed in this world, ass. Pussy and tits. Anything else going on at that moment didn't even reach my brain. Just feeling how wet she was and how tight she was made me completely lose it she bit my neck hard as she reached her high squirting down my cock and the wall which in turn got me to my own burying myself deep inside her and making sure to fill her up "fuck princess -"

"We should do that more often comic boy"

"It's Donald. I've had sex with you least I can do is tell you my name"

"Y/n"

"That's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl" I smiled giving her a kiss before I got enough energy to pull out and she fixed her jeans but as I tugged my boxers up she smirked tugging me close into a kiss doing my jeans up and shoving something from her pocket in my waistband

"See you tomorrow night" she winked before she pulled up her mask and hood and scampered away as usual I quickly grabbed it seeing a folded bit of paper which I quickly unfolded seeing her phone number and a little kiss.

#tbs smut #tbs imagine #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomasbrodiesangster #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster #tbs #thomas sangster #thomas brodie sangster smut #donald #death of a superhero

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indiekidsau · 1 year

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Chap. 6-Sleepless in Camping

Hey guys! This chapter is technically part 2 of the last chapter, and more secrets are gonna drop. This chapter here was one of my earlier ideas when planning this fanfic!

The Christmas week kept me delayed from finishing it sooner, but I was glad to take my time on it because I was able to rest and make this fanfic look good.

Happy Holidays and hope everyone has a wonderful New Year!

Thanks to @gigilefache for being my beta reader!

Enjoy!!

The past few days since Miss. Queen’s arrival, Mr. Prince was starting to act weirder and weirder. Anytime he felt stressed, the class would see his eyes glow a bright golden yellow or have some part of his body turn purple. Mr. Prince would shrug it off and say it was nothing, but the class knew something was up. When he was calm it faded away like it never happened. Though most kids have noticed it, they never asked or brought up the whole thing.

It was now Friday and the class was still confused and stressed over the whole thing. That is, until Kel came to the group during a study break in the . “Hey guys,” He whispered, which made Aubrey, Sunny, and Hat Kid look up. “I was wondering if you guys want to go camping, like the old times?” He asked.

Aubrey smiled, it had been forever since she, Kel, and the other had gone camping. They do it almost every weekend and they would go from Friday to Sunday out in the woods doing the typical camping stuff like hiking, roasting marshmallows, and telling stories. Though the stories were a hit or a miss depending on who told the story.

“Yeah, that sounds like fun,” Aubrey said.

“I have never been camping.” Hat Kid told them.

“What?” Kel yelled. Soon, Kel was hushed by Mr. Prince who was reading a book. “Sorry, but you or Bow haven’t been camping? I thought aliens,” he whispered so Mr. Prince wouldn’t hear, “would’ve gone camping.”

“Well, Bow and I lived in a treehouse in the forest back on our home planet, and we did stay on other planets but we never did traditional camping.” Hat Kid explained.

“Well, guess we’re gonna have to change that,” Kel said. The bell then rang and everyone gathered their stuff ready to leave school and enjoy the weekend.

Before Hat Kid could go, she stopped by Mr. Prince’s desk. “Hey, Mr. Prince!” She beamed.

“What, kid?” He asked.

“Wanna join us for camping?” Hat Kid asked.

Mr. Prince sighed as he closed his book. “Look kiddo, you can’t just invite teachers to kid hangouts. The weekends are a time where you kids do your own things and us teachers do our own things.” He explained.

Hat Kid sighed. “Just… You looked sad this week. I figured camping could help you.” Mr. Prince blinked in surprise. Never in his life had he heard a kid sound mature for her age. He gave a smile and removed her hat to ruffle her hair. “Hey!” She yelled. Mr. Prince laughed as she snatched her hat back from her teacher.

“Don’t worry, kid. I’ll be fine. I just need some rest at home and I’ll be back to normal. I promise. Just go and have fun with your friends.” Mr. Prince told her.

“Okay.” Hat Kid replied. “See you Monday, Mr. Prince!” She yelled running out the door.

“See you Monday, kiddo.” Mr. Prince chuckled.

By the time Hat and Bow made it back to their ship they grabbed their backpacks and started to fill them with things that they considered good for camping. Their plushies, a few pillows from their pile, an umbrella, snacks, and a tent they found in their toy box, which they didn’t know how it got there.

Soon Hat and Bow heard the alarm blare. “Sounds like it’s them!” Bow Kid yelled. Hat Kid nodded and the two gathered their stuff and left their room to be introduced by Mu and Timmy.

“You two ready?” Timmy asked.

“Yep!” Hat Kid beamed in reply.

“Great! The others are outside waiting.” Mu told them. Hat and Bow nodded and the four teleported out of the ship. There they saw the Afton siblings, Aubrey, Kel, Sunny, and Basil with their camping gear ready to go.

“Alright, Kel. Lead the way!” Timmy yelled.

Kel gave a salute and the group started to follow the athlete to their camping site. Going through the woods, Hat and Bow were asking questions about camping, Hat being excited while Bow was nervous knowing they were going deeper in the woods.

“Is there anything else that we know about camping?” Hat Kid asked.

“Oh, there’s tons!” Michael exclaimed. “Since it’s been a while since our last camping trip, I have tons of new scary stories to tell.”

Evan and Bow Kid squeaked as Aubrey rolled her eyes and smacked Michael in the back of the head. “Don’t scare them, you idiot!” She shouted.

“Hey!” Michael yelled back. “I should mention you were scared of my stories Aubrey!”

Aubrey glared, embarrassed Michael brought it up. Kel snickered, but when Aubrey shot him a glare he stopped and whistled like he was innocent. “Listen, Michael, we’re here to relax after the week we had, not for you to traumatize your little brother and two new girls!”

“Whatever,” Michael said, rolling his eyes still following the group. Aubrey sighed, frustrated over Micahel’s behavior. In hopes to calm Aubrey down, Hat pulled on her sleeve, which caught her attention.

“Are there other things we should know about camping?” Hat Kid asked.

Aubrey smiled. “Sure kid.” She replied. “Okay, so during our hikes Basil likes to find different plants and explain what they are. Also, we bring the best snacks!”

Hat Kid laughed. “Nice!” She beamed.

It wasn’t long till the group made it to their campsite. The site was wide open enough for everyone to lay out their tents, and a bunch of logs circled around a firepit. “Wow!” Hat and Bow Kid beamed at the same time.

“Same as we kept it,” Mu said as she sat down on one of the logs.

Basil ran his hand on the log before sitting down. “It’s been a few years since the last time we did this.” He said.

“Yeah.” Sunny replied sitting next to his friend.

Hat Kid sat next to Mu and looked around. “So what’s first?” She asked.

“Well, we have to set up our tents and see who will be sleeping with who,” Mu explained as she was opening up her backpack. “As usual I’ll be sharing a tent with Aubrey.”

Aubrey smiled and looked at Hat and Bow. “You two can share a tent with us.” She told them.

Hat and Bow smiled at the offer. “Thank you!” Bow Kid replied.

“Once we're set up we’ll grab some firewood and eat,” Kel said.

“Then we tell scary stories,” Michael added.

Aubrey sighed, rolling her eyes seeing there was nothing to stop Michael from telling his scary stories. “Alright, but you have to be the one to get the firewood.” She told them.

“What really?!” Michael yelled.

“Yep,” Aubrey replied. “Otherwise, no scary story,” Michael growled and let out a sigh of frustration.

“Fine.” He said. Aubrey smirked as she started to set up her tent. Michel then turned to Basil, Sunny, and Kel who were setting up their tent. “Any of you guys wanna come with me?”

“I’ll go!” Sunny said.

“Can I go?” Elizabeth asked, dropping her stuff in Timmy’s arms, which made him glare at the girl.

Michael smiled, “Of course Liz.” He said. “Alright, we’ll be right back.” The trio then left to get firewood, while leaving the rest of the group to get the tents set up.

By sundown, Micahel, Elizabeth, and Sunny came back with a ton of firewood, and all the tents were pitched ready to go. Kel chuckled, “Alright now we’re getting camping started!”

The boys then put the firewood down as Michael took out his lighter and set the fire. “Now it’s getting started!”

The sun was completely gone leaving the sky dark with the moon being the only source of light. The group chowed down on s’mores and snacks that were provided.

“Another one!” Hat Kid yelled, after shoving a s’more down her throat. The group’s eyes widened seeing Hat Kid finish what was to be her third s’more.

“Hat, haven’t you had enough s’mores?” Elizabeth asked.

“But they're so good!” Hat Kid replied, causing everyone to laugh.

Aubrey sighed and handed Hat Kid another s’more. “Alright, one more but if you can’t sleep tonight don’t blame me.” She told her. Hat Kid didn’t mind, but she wasn’t wrong that s’mores were delicious.

Michael waited for everyone to finish up as he waited for the right time to tell his story. “Isn’t this nice?” He asked, which caused everyone to look at him. “Us friends enjoying a fun time under the stars. Reminds me of a story I heard.”

“Here we go,” Aubrey said.

“Have you guys heard about the ghost that haunts these woods?” Michael asked.

“N-no.” Bow Kid whimpered.

“Well, I’m about to tell you! Many years ago, there was a young handsome man. Young ladies would consider him the perfect man,” those words caused Aubrey and Elizabeth to roll their eyes. “Anyways he didn’t die like the traditional death, but he gave his soul to some spirit and it took his life turning him into a ghost, and distorting his face upwards with SNAPS and Cracks turning his face almost like the crescent moon above.” He explained yelling, giving Evan and Bow a whimper, with Evan clutching his Fredbear plushie tight. “Now they call him the Puppeteer and he likes to haunt this forest under the moonlight to find victims. Once he finds his victims he unleashes puppet strings and drags them into the darkness never to be seen again.”

Evan whimpered hugging Fredbear and Bow Kid held Hat Kid tight, scared of the story.

“Though some say if you're lucky and find the missing victim they’re never the same again because they’re a puppet ready for the KILL!” Michael screamed.

The group, except for Hat and Aubrey screamed out loud as Michael started to laugh seeing everyone so freaked out. “Man I got you guys good!” Michael laughed. He stopped laughing seeing everyone glaring at them. “C-come on guys! It’s just a story.”

“Yeah, a story that traumatized your little brother!” Kel yelled pointing at Evan who was crying hugging his plush. Basil was rubbing the young boy’s back as he sobbed.

“He always cries. Even if it was his own shadow.” Michael replied. Though something caught Michael’s eye. “By the way Hat, how come it didn’t scare you?”

“Oh, it takes a lot to scare me!” Hat Kid replied. “To me, that story was a 1 star out of 5 in the scare factor.” Soon the comfort and fears of the group turned to chuckles and oohs.

Michael felt his eye twitch seeing this girl wasn’t even the slightest bit scared. “C-come on! It had to scare you just a bit.”

Hat Kid shook her head. “Nope.”

“Seriously!” Michael yelled. He groaned, giving another glance at the girl to see if there was any fear in her eyes, but there was nothing.

“Looks like you got a challenge, bro,” Elizabeth said, giving her brother a nudge. Michael rolled his eyes and went over to his tent.

“Well! I’m going to bed! Night everyone!” Michael yelled.

“Night bro,” Elizabeth said, following her brother into the tent. Evan looked at Basil and Kel who smiled at the little boy.

“Don’t worry kid, you can sleep with us!” Kel beamed.

Evan sniffled. “Really?”

“Really!” Basil replied. The two lead Evan inside their tent with Sunny and Timmy following behind.

“Night, girls!” Timmy yelled.

“Night.” Hat Kid said back. Soon Hat Kid let out a yawn seeing she was tired.

“Tired kid?” Aubrey asked. Hat Kid rubbed her eyes, nodding. Aubrey chuckled and opened the tent for Hat and Bow to go in and get some sleep. Aubrey then put out the campfire using a bucket of water Mu got earlier.

Once seeing the fire was gone, Mu was about to follow Aubrey inside the tent but she heard a growl coming from the distance. Mu blinked as the growls became a scream. “D-did you hear that?” Mu asked.

“Hear what?” Aubrey asked.

“It sounded like growling,” Mu replied.

Aubrey sighed, putting a hand to her side. “Don’t tell me your part of Michael’s little scare plan?”

“I’m not!” Mu shouted.

“Look, it's probably just a bear. Let’s get some sleep, we need it.” Aubrey explained.

Mu opened her mouth trying to explain more, but quickly closed it and just followed Aubrey inside the tent and went to sleep.

It wasn’t long till Mu fell asleep and was awoken by the same growls that were heard before. She tried to ignore it but they kept on going on. Tired of hearing it she went over to Aubrey and tried to wake her up.

“Aubrey! Aubrey!” Mu whispered.

Aubrey groaned, opening one eye to Mu. “What?” she asked.

“Do you hear that?” Mu asked.

“Hear what?”

Mu was about to speak, but soon the growls stopped. “N-nothing, sorry.”

Aubrey sighed. “Look if Michael’s story scared you that bad, you can tell me.” She said, getting up.

“I’m not that scared, it’s just how can you not hear those growls?”

“Look I heard it, but I’ve known Michael for a long time he’s probably making those noises to scare you, or like I said it’s just-”

“A bear,” Mu said, cutting Aubrey off.

“Exactly,” Aubrey replied. “Now get some sleep, we have a hike in the morning.”

“Okay.” Mu sighed. She went back to her sleeping bag and fell asleep, but the thoughts about what the growls were.

Not far from the forest a creature was crawling away, injured from what appeared to be a fight or a hunt. He let out a growl as he crawled over to a tree hollow to rest. To make sure no one could find him he put his hand out and vines started to grow to protect him and keep everyone else out.

By morning, Hat Kid and Bow Kid woke up and saw Mu and Aubrey were not in the tent. They got up to see everyone, except for Evan, who was awake and eating snacks for breakfast. “Morning girls!” Kel beamed.

“Morning!” Hat Kid replied, giggling. She and Bow got out of the tent and went to sit with the others.

“Marshmallow?” Timmy asked, handing Hat and Bow two marshmallows. Hat Kid and Bow Kid took the sugary sweet and popped it into their mouths. The group just chilled and ate waiting for Evan to wake up. Once the young boy woke up, he groaned and let out a loud yawn.

“Morning, little man,” Michael said. “Sleep well?”

Evan let out a groan as he made his way toward Elizabeth and laid down on her lap like a little kitten. “Little bro, did you get any sleep?”

“A little.” Evan groaned.

“Well, soon we're going on our hike and I’m not gonna carry you piggyback style,” Michael said.

“If it’s not a bother I can carry him,” Kel spoke up.

The older Afton kid turned to Kel and glared. “I didn’t ask you.” Michael snapped.

“I’m just trying to help. You know little brother helping a little brother.” Kel replied, crossing his arms. With that, Michael didn’t reply; he took down his tent and started to pack it up. Kel just glared and went over to Evan and Elizabeth and kneeled to their level. “Elizabeth, would you mind carrying Evan during our hike?”

Elizabeth smiled. “Of course. Is that okay with you?” She asked her sleepy little brother.

Evan yawned and nodded. Kel smiled and ruffled the kid’s hair which made him giggle. “Alright, when you're ready we can start our hike!” He announced.

The group got excited. Once Evan was ready Kel picked him up on his back as the group gathered everything and started hiking.

As they hiked, Basil pulled his camera out and looked around the forest. The second he heard a squirrel gathering nuts from the tree he quickly snapped a picture of it. He waited for the photo to come out and shook it before smiling that he took a perfect shot.

Soon enough he saw two blue jays nuzzling on a branch which made Basil take another photo.

“You sure like taking photos, Basil.” Bow Kid said.

“It’s my hobby. I’ve been taking photos of Sunny and the others since we all met.” Basil explained. “I like to treasure these memories forever.”

Bow Kid smiled. “I know how it feels. Sometimes you wanna go back and live those moments again.” She explained.

“Exactly! Though you just can’t turn back time. That’s why photos are like eternal memories. You take a picture and you remember everything.” He explained.

Bow chuckled as she was about to continue, but Hat Kid shot her a glare, which made her close her mouth. “R-right!” Bow Kid replied.

Soon Basil let out a gasp seeing chamomile flowers blooming around a tree. “Wow! I have never seen a chamomile flower in the woods before.” He said. Quickly he took a photo and smiled seeing the flowers. “They help heal illnesses and go great with tea.”

“Mhmm.” Bow Kid smiled.

While Bow and Basil bond over photos Mu nudged Hat Kid, catching her attention. “Hey Hat, did you hear anything last night?”

“You mean the growling?” Hat Kid asked.

Mu’s eyes widened. Now she didn’t feel like she was going crazy. “Y-you heard it too?” She asked. Hat Kid nodded. Mu sighed in relief.

“Bow heard it is as well.” Hat Kid added. “Are you thinking of investigating it?”

“Are you reading my mind, Hat Kid?” Mu asked, smirking.

Hat Kid chuckled. “Well-” before Hat Kid could reply, she fell face-first on the ground. She groaned and picked up her hat looking to see what tripped her. She then saw a purple vine sticking from the ground and started to follow it leading to a giant wall of vines. “Wow!”

Mu, Basil, and Bow Kid ran by seeing the wall of vines and were in shock. “Have you seen anything like this before?” Basil asked.

“No! This is something you see in a storybook.” Hat Kid observed the vines. Basil took two photos of the vine wall to show to the others later. “I wonder what goes beyond this wall?” She asked.

“Maybe what we heard last night?” Mu asked.

“What did you hear last night?” Basil asked. Mu explained the growls she heard last night, but to Basil’s surprise, he thought it was just Michael trying to scare them.

Mu groaned, “that’s what Aubrey thought.” Basil frowned and put his arm around Mu rubbing her arm. They looked at the vine wall for a while before they heard Michael and Aubrey call for them. The group looked back at the vine wall before catching up with the rest of the group.

The rest of the hike was uneventful, Basil took tons of pictures of him and the group on an old bridge, near a waterfall and climbing trees. Once they got back to their campsite and set up another campfire and tents, Basil showed the group the vine wall from earlier. It interested the group to see something so cool.

“This looks amazing!” Aubrey praised.

“I know! We’re hoping we could investigate it at some point!” Hat Kid exclaimed.

“Why? Do you think something is behind those thorns?” Elizabeth asked. Hat Kid nodded. Elizabeth rolled her eyes not believing it one bit, sure she loved stories like Hat and Bow but some things had to be separated from fact to fiction.

Michael took a look at the photos and smirked, getting an idea for his next scary story. “Looks like I got my next story.”

“Oh no!” Aubrey yelled. “We are not hearing any more of your spooky stories!” She yelled. Michael was about to complain about it, but Aubrey pulled him by the collar of his shirt sending him a glare.

“Okay! Okay! I won’t!” Michael yelled. Aubrey then dropped him, which made Hat and Bow laugh.

“Looks like Michael is scared of Aubrey.” Hat Kid said. Micahel glared at Hat Kid, but he knew he couldn’t hurt a little girl. Even if he did, Aubrey would come for his ass.

Since Micahel couldn’t tell scary stories, the group decided to talk more about their hike. It was nice for everyone to hear something wholesome than some monster lurking in the forest. The group started to get tired and decided to call it a night. They put out the fire and went back into their tents, but not before hearing a growl in the distance. Mu and Hat looked at each other knowing that it was the same growls they heard the previous night.

“Okay Micahel knock it off!” Elizabeth yelled.

“That wasn’t me!” Michael said back.

The growls started again, which proved to everyone Michael was telling the truth. Hat and Mu looked at each other before sneaking off to search for the growling. Evan noticed the girls leaving and ended up following them too. Soon, Michael noticed his little brother leaving, his eyes widening why he ran off like that. “Evan! Come back!” Michael yelled. The group turned to see the young boy leave, but also saw that Mu and Hat Kid were also gone as well.

Hat and Mu followed where the growls were coming from. They got louder and louder the closer they got. The second the growls stopped Hat and Mu waited before hearing the noises again, but then they heard something new. Rustling in the bushes and a stick breaking. “Hello!” Hat Kid yelled.

“Hat!” Evan yelled out as he revealed himself. Mu and Hat Kid sighed in relief, but now came another problem. Why did Evan follow them?

“What are you doing here?” Mu asked.

“I saw you guys ran off, so I followed you,” Evan explained. Soon, the growls became painful cries making Evan squeak and hug Hat Kid in fear. He regretted running off but was scared to run back to camp because he didn't know where the camp was. Hat Kid rubbed the young boy’s back hoping to comfort the young boy. As she did, Hat Kid had a realization.

“I know where it’s coming from.” Hat Kid said. She grabbed Evan’s hand and looked at where the sounds were coming from. “Stay close Evan.” With that, she ran with Mu following behind as they went to where the growls were coming from. The trio then stopped at the wall of vines they saw earlier.

“It’s in there?” Mu asked, surprised. Hat Kid nodded. Luckily, the alien child still had her backpack and took out her umbrella. “And how is that gonna break through that wa-“ Mu was cut off when Hat Kid gave the umbrella a good swing causing the vines to break through. “Never mind.” Mu squeaked.

Evan’s eyes widened. “Woah.” He whispered.

Hat Kid kept on swinging her umbrella as the vines broke through making the trio go through. Once the last of the vines was broken they were in shock seeing the creature that was making those noises all night.

The creature was a long purple snake and looked to be in pain as red threads were all over his body. It occurred to Hat and Mu that those growls were cries of pain. “Poor thing.” Hat Kid whispered. She put her umbrella away and was about to make it toward the creature, but Mu grabbed Hat's hand to stop her.

“What if it’s dangerous?” Mu asked.

Hat Kid removed her hand from Mu’s grasp. “Relax, he looks harmless.” She then slowly made her way toward the monster. The monster heard footsteps and growled at the young girl coming close to him. “It’s okay we're not gonna hurt you.”

The creature continued to growl the closer Hat Kid got to him. Mu and Evan held each other in fear, closing their eyes hoping the monster won’t hurt their friend. “Leave.” The monster growled. Hat Kid froze recognizing the voice. This made Hat Kid walk even closer to the monster. The latter growled seeing the kid wasn’t gonna leave. “Didn’t you hear me kid, I said Leave!”

“Mr. Prince!” Hat Kid yelled back. The creature froze, and Mu and Evan opened their eyes confused at what Hat Kid just said.

“Hat Kid! How is that Mr. Prince?” Mu asked.

“I just know it’s him, plus the voice gave it away.” Hat Kid answered.

Mr. Prince blinked and turned away. “Don’t look at me kiddo, I’m a monster.” He said.

“What happened to you?” Hat Kid asked.

“Doesn’t matter! All I knew was I had a perfect day and I woke up to be cursed into a purple monster!” He yelled. To his surprise Hat Kid wasn’t scared of him and just walked closer to him. She slowly put her hand on his cheek, which made him flinch. However, Mr. Prince saw that Hat Kid messaged his cheek which surprised him.

“Come on you two! He’s safe!” Hat Kid yelled.

Mu and Evan let go of each other and made their way toward the monster. Once they got close, Mu realized that Hat Kid was right. She remembered seeing those glowing eyes a few days ago when she walked into class and saw Mr. Prince breaking down. Mu then took notice of the red strings on Mr. Prince’s body.

“What happened to you?” Mu asked.

“Got into…” Mr. Prince gasped. “A fight with…Ow…” The monster was in so much pain from the strings he couldn’t even speak.

Mu glared and from her bag, she pulled out a pocket knife. Mr. Prince’s eyes widened, surprised to see Mu carrying a pocket knife. “Let me help you.” She grabbed one of the strings and cut through the red string, which fell on the ground the red hue fading. Mu cut each string carefully, not wanting to cut into his fur.

While she cut the string, Michael, Aubrey, and the rest of the group came by to see their missing trio in front of this giant purple beast. They froze in fear seeing the girls help this monster, and quickly ran to them.

“Mu! Hat!” Aubrey yelled.

“Evan!” Michael yelled.

“Aubrey?” Mu asked as she stopped her cutting.

“Michael!” Evan shouted. The older brother grabbed his younger brother and held him tight. “Get away from this creature!”

“Guys! Guys! This isn’t a monster! It’s Mr. Prince!” Hat Kid reassured them.

The group turned to face Hat Kid looking at her as if she had two heads. “What?!” Everyone yelled. “Okay, how is this pool noodle, Mr. Prince?” Kel asked.

“Pool noodle?!” Mr. Prince yelled.

Once the group heard the monster’s voice they immediately recognized it as Mr. Prince’s voice. “Yep, that's our teacher.” Sunny commented.

“What happened to you?” Elizabeth asked, looking at her homeroom teacher.

Mr. Prince sighed. “I wish I knew.” He answered.

Mu then finished cutting the last of the strings off of Mr. Prince’s body relieving the monster of all his pain. “Feel better?” She asked.

Mr. Prince nodded. “Thank you.” He replied. “You see whenever I’m stressed I turn into this thing! It’s horrible, and I think it’s getting worse.” Mr. Prince explained as he closed his eyes feeling like he was ready to cry. “Y-you probably wanna make fun of me, or are scared of me.”

“Why would we make fun of you?” Aubrey asked, raising an eyebrow.

“W-well I figured-” Mr. Prince tried to explain, but was cut off by Evan.

“Plus, you're not that scary,” Evan added.

Michael looked at his brother and back at his teacher. “You think THAT is not scary?” He asked.

Evan shook his head. “He’s fluffy!”

Mr. Prince sighed. “See! You guys see me as a joke.”

Hat Kid put her hand on her teacher’s. “It wasn’t a joke, I mean you are fluffy.” She explained petting his long fluffy purple fur, which caused him to growl at the young girl. “But that doesn’t mean we’re making fun of you.”

“Yeah, I mean we can help you,” Elizabeth said.

“How?”

“Well first hiding it from our dad is a start,” Michael mentioned.

Mr. Prince groaned. He forgot how Mr. Afton would react to seeing him like this. He could imagine the principal firing him on the spot the second he turns into this creature. He then snapped out of his thoughts when he saw Bow and Hat put their hands on top of his.

“Please let us help you,” Bow begged, her eyes big and glistening.

Mr. Prince tried to deny the help but seeing Bow and his students begging to help him. It melted his heart. Even before the curse, he never got help and always did things himself, the problems with Vanessa, the curse, everything was all him. However, seeing his students do everything for him put a smile on the monster’s face.

The teacher then let out a chuckle. “Guess you guys aren’t gonna quit till you help me.”

“Nope,” Elizabeth replied as she sat next to her teacher.

“Alright, I’ll let you guys help me. Starting with not telling anyone.” Mr. Prince told them.

“Got it!” The class yelled.

“Good.” Mr. Prince said. Soon it got quiet, and the teacher saw his class was asleep using him as a pillow. He gave a smile and soon pulled them closer, “Night kids.” He whispered as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

A few hours after the group fell asleep a shadow was flying through the forest. Their gaze turned towards the wall of vines and smirked going through and stopped seeing Mr. Prince and his class asleep.

“So…you do have a weakness, Lucas.” They said, floating looking at each of his students. “You have wonderful toys that I’d love to play with. It would be a shame if someone took them just like how you took mine.” He explained. The creature chuckled, raising its hands, but put them down quickly after. “But, now is not the time. I’ll be waiting and watching and once the time is right you won’t expect it, Luke.” The creature chuckled as their eyes glowed red before they disappeared.

Michael’s eyes snapped open as he looked around. He thought he heard someone just now, but quickly relaxed and laid back down.

Soon the sun started to shine, and Mr. Prince groaned as he felt his form shrinking. His claws turned back into human hands and his noodle tail became legs again. The students woke up and quickly got off of their monster of a teacher and saw him turn back to normal. He rubbed his head and saw his class staring at him.

“Morning kids.” He said.

“Morning Mr. Prince!” Hat Kid beamed. “How did you sleep?”

“Great!” Mr. Prince yawned as he stretched. He then looked at his body and saw his clothes had been ripped again. “Looks like I have to buy new clothes.” He said.

The class giggled. “Yeah, and we should be heading home to relax before class tomorrow,” Basil said.

“Well guess we got our Sunday planned! I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” Mr. Prince said as he got up and started to walk. “Oh and kids, thanks. You're not as bad as I thought you were.” He said with a smile.

The class smiled and hugged their teacher which caught him off guard. He smiled and gave each of the kids a hug. Never did he think of the Homeroom class, the one rumored to be the worst, to be one of the best kids he’s ever had.

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albino-whumpee · 1 year

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Finished watching the space kitties movie and I got thoughts.

I hate the story of avatar. It doesn’t make sense! Compels me tho.

I have said this since I watched it the first time. What I liked about the movie was the world. I guess that’s the only thing the narrative did for me. (Think that the world was that captivating)

Anyways, I watched this movie last time when I was like 15? 13? However, don’t be fooled. By then I had already watched it more than 50 times. 50 of those from a terribly recorded pirated movie my parents bought me. So I know the story inside and out, but I was a kid and holy fuck, I would throw that kid off a cliff anytime. I wanna think my critical thinking has improved since then.

The Pocahontas storyline is absolutely true, in the same amount that it is a fantasy for the main character. New world, new body, new people to make an impression on. Kinda isekai ahahah.

The way things fall in the best course of events to have a dramatic twist later is like patchwork for a story full of holes. I mean, the movie has the “i see you” and “open your eyes” motif all throughout it, but what do they mean inside the story itself?

Connection.

This is so blatant in everything from the way the protagonist gets into the program, the function of everything in the planet, to how the avatars work. To how the protagonist, an alien puppet, becomes a part of their people.

That is the dream of one Jake Sully. His dreams of flying were about fleeing? About being free to do as he pleased? About stopping being “himself” and be something else entirely and yet be seen as who he was?

It’s funny a story that is about connection relies heavily in the question of “who are you really?” And runs with the option “I wanna be the second version of myself that’s completely fake”

Escapism.

No wonder I loved this movie when I was young.

To me, the story is one big beautiful dream that has the potential to become a nightmare.

But if we kinda dig deeper into some things, there was so much wasted potential.

- The avatars are created using dna from humans and the kitties. But there’s really never information that talks about the avatars state when not in use. It’s taking a big ass leap to say “neural connections is what makes a consciousness a person. How that synapses happens is unique to each individual and can be recreated even in another brain”. But running with it…

- Avatars are an incredible project if thinking about permanently switching the brain where the connection happens. Imagine that. A new body to transfer your consciousness to. Forever. Blue kitties is just a form you could have.

- Avatars are incapable of forming their own consciousness? Can they wake up from their dream? The movie shows the death of an avatar controller but doesn’t show what happens to the avatar. Did it die of natural causes a few days later? Or did it die alongside its controller? It’s so creepy to think it’s a biological suit.

- That brings me to another thing. The native kitties knew about the puppets and were disgusted by them, butttt, they don’t really act logically when the protagonist says “I wanna learn” because they go “…we wanna learn from you too. Come! Be part of our tribe! :)” like..??? Where is the hostility??? It pops on and off as the story sees fit and that’s so annoying. (And the trying to upload all of someone into another body? I mean, I would have loved to see the thought process for that)

- It’s kinda awkward to see the “let’s learn from you” phase of the story be written like that after so much whump reading. As if the character was trusted from the beginning, he wasn’t observed. He was literally pulled to learn from them rather than them learn from him. It’s such a big loophole and I think if it had been exploited a bit more, giving time and more thought to the protagonist actions to get their trust, it would have been great. Maybe even showing more than a one second attempt to reach by some random kiddo being intercepted by her parents would have been amazing to show this. (I’m aware that this was supposed to be shown with the other guy, but the lack of solitary moments because the girl was always with him muddled it up)

- People don’t blend in into the culture like that and I hate there was no cultural shock shown in order to keep the escapism motif. Like damn, that’s the best nonverbal way to show someone has to wake up!!!

- Also, the protagonist is supposed to be no much brain only brawn and with a big need to escape his life. So his actions make sense, but in a way, gah, an smarter protagonist would have been cool to see. Our regular guy trope is not so fun when our regular guy is modeled after a mediocre white man.

- No, but the fact that the guy’s personality was a big part of the conflict pisses me off. If you wanna show there’s an amazing world you wanna and should protect that’s ~real~ then why cater to this specific dude’s fantasy? Because he is owed that much? Because he is the protagonist?? His problems got solved too easy to be satisfactory. (Even in the war?!)

Sorry for the word vomiting but if anything this movie has left me with yet another great idea for a puppet whumpee horror story. :D

#avatar james cameron #apologies for the sudden influx of posts about this #please blacklist the first tag if #you don’t wanna hear me ramble about it #avatar as a concept is really great #but the execution of the movie…..#I think it would be greater as a series #could make many things have better explanations #anyways #puppet whumpees my beloved #whump #movie essay #jejsjs #I truly mean this was my special interest

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allthewritem0ves · 2 years

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To Glurfsburg With Love

It was autumn. Another three months had passed since E.B.’s thirteenth birthday. That one had to be her favorite birthday by far for…gosh, just thinking about it made her blush. She wasn’t sure why when everyone saw the kiss.

Oh, that kiss…

She wanted to say nothing compares to it, but then again, that was her first kiss.

Then an idea popped into E.B.’s head.

Picking up the cellphone her mom got her for her birthday, she dialed the number that she called so many times.

“Hello?”, Looka asked on the other end.

“Hey, Looka”, E.B. said, nervously pulling at the ribbon in her hair.

“Oh, hey, E.B. What’s going on?”

She chuckles softly. “I just wanted to ask you something. Hope it’s not too much.”

“Sure. What is it?”

“Well, I was kinda thinking…if you’d like to come back to Glurfsburg and hang with me for the day.” She finished that with a smile, even though he wasn’t around to see it.

He was quiet for a good moment. That had E.B. scared.

“All right. I’ll just ask my dad, see what he says. I’ll call you back and let you know, okay?”

“Okay.” Then the line went silent.

——

“Hey, Dad?”, Looka asked, walking into his father’s office.

“Yes, son?”, the Dooka asked, his eyes still on his paperwork.

“Well…I just talked to E.B. on the phone and…” His father was looking up now. Looka sighed in relief. “She wants to know if I can visit her for a day.”

“Of course you can. I know how much that girl means to you. In fact, from now on, Cedric can fly you in the private jet should you ever want to go.”

“Oh, thank you so much, Dad!” Looka ran back to his room to make the call.

——

“He said yes?”, E.B. asked.

“Yeah. He even said I can visit anytime I wish to!”

“That’s amazing, Looka! So I’ll see you tomorrow then?”

“I’ll be there.”

“Ok. See ya!”

——

The next morning, E.B. put on her standard pink dress, but instead of tying her hair up as usual, she instead brushed it until it was as straight as she could possibly make it. Other than that, she didn’t do much else to make herself up. Looka already knows the real her. (Plus, in case you missed it, they kissed too).

E.B. came downstairs for breakfast. Guy, Michellee and Junior were already at the table. The couple was trying to help the baby eat his food, but, like always, it ended up all over his face.

“Good morning, Elanabeth”, Guy said as she walked in.

“Morning, Guy, Mom, Junior.” She took some bread out of the box and put it in the toaster.

“Are you wearing your hair differently?”, he asked.

“Oh, um.” She grabbed one end of it and twirled it nervously in her fingers. “Yeah.”

“Looks good.”

“Thanks.”

“Got something nice planned today?”, Michellee asked.

E.B. took a deep breath and nodded. “I…I invited Looka to hang out for the day. I know I should’ve checked with you two first, but I just couldn’t help myself. Please don’t get mad at me.”

Guy and Michellee exchanged looks. Then Michellee said, “That’s okay, sweetie.”

E.B. was surprised. “It is?”

Guy nodded. “Of course it is. We know how much that boy means to you. We all saw first hand.”

The girl chuckles. “I guess you did. So it’s alright if we hang out around town for the day?” Her mom and stepdad both nodded at once. “Oh, thank you!” She hugs them together. Junior was reaching for her from his high chair. “Don’t worry. I didn’t forget you, little brother.” She picks him up and holds him to her chest, nuzzling her forehead against his. (Gosh, I wanna cry reading that!)

Then E.B.’s toast popped up. She put Junior back in his seat and took them out. Remembering when she and Looka first met, she buttered one slice on top and the other on the bottom.

——

A few hours after breakfast, the entire family sat in the living room watching T.V. when a horn honked outside. E.B. jumped up excitedly and ran to the door. When she opened it, however, it was Sam who walked in.

“Afternoon, E.B.”, Sam said as he walked in. “Afternoon, everyone!”

“Hello, Sam”, Guy said from the couch. “What brings you here?”

“Oh, I was just passing by and I found a certain someone waiting at the airport and I decided to give him a lift all the way here.”

“Is it…?” E.B. began to ask. She gasped as she looked out the door.

“You know it is. Go to him, girl!”

There he was. Looka BaDooka, leaning against the car, wearing his black fur coat and his hair over one eye.

“Looka!”

“E.B.!”

The two of them ran towards each other and embraced halfway. Looka picked her up and spun her around.

“You made it!”

“Of course I did. I couldn’t let my girl down.” He brushes some of her hair out of her face. They smiled at each other.

“Are you ready to see my hometown this time?”

“Yep.”

Before they could walk off, Michellee called out, “E.B.!”

“Oh, hold on a second”, she told Looka and then ran back to the house. “Yes, Mom?”

“Put on a jacket. It’s cold out”, she said, handing her her small pink windbreaker.

“Thanks, Mom.” They hug.

“No problem. You two have fun.”

——

“All right, where are we going first?”, Looka asked.

“Well…” E.B. taps her chin with faux inquisitivity. “I didn’t really have a specific place in mind. I was kinda hoping we’d walk around until we saw something we liked.”

“Oh. That works too.”

They hold hands and walk into town.

——

Before long, they came across a karaoke club that E.B. had never been to before. Inside were teenagers and adults, all sitting and listening to the current singer. On one side of the club was a bar for the teens and on the other was a bar for the adults.

“This place seems nice, huh?”, Looka asked.

“Oh yeah. Why didn’t I know about this before?” E.B. already knew the answer to that, but it was asked more out of astonishment rather than seeking an genuine response.

They sit and listen as the singer finishes up his song. They clapped with everyone else.

Then the DJ announced on the loudspeaker, “All right! So who’s gonna rock the house next?!”

No one raised their hands. It seemed they were more interested in their food at the moment.

“Okay then. How about this? We’ll let the spotlight choose our next singer!” Then the spotlight flashed on and began circling around the room. And there was a pre-recorded drum roll playing to boot.

As the drum roll escalated, the spotlight stopped on E.B.’s and Looka’s table. They looked at each other, wide-eyed.

“You two over there! Come on down!”, the DJ said into the mic.

“Well?”

“Oh no. I can’t sing”, E.B. said, shielding her face from the crowd.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be with you the whole time.”

“What if everyone laughs at me?”

“Oh, please. No one laughed at the last person who sang.”

“Hey!”, yelled a voice from the next table.

“No offense”, he said to him. Back to E.B., “Trust me, E.B. You can do this.”

She takes a deep breath, shaking with nervousness. “Alright. It’ll be fun, right?”

“It will. Believe me, I was nervous singing in front of your family on your birthday, so I know how you’re feeling now.” He offered her a kind smile.

“I guess that makes sense. So what song did you have in mind?”

——

“So, what are you crazy kids gonna sing for us tonight?”

“Endless Love”, Looka said.

“Alrighty then! Get ready to hear…” He put his hand over the mic and asked them, “What are your names?”

“E.B. and Looka.”

“…E.B. and Looka sing Endless Love!”

The club applauded.

Then the music started playing and the lyrics showed up on screen.

Looka started:

My love

There's only you in my life

The only thing that's bright

E.B. continued:

My first love

You're every breath that I take

You're every step I make

Together:

And I

(I-I-I-I-I)

I want to share

All my love with you

No one else will do...

And your eyes

Your eyes, your eyes

They tell me how much you care

Ooh yes, you will always be

My endless love

Two hearts

Two hearts that beat as one

Our lives have just begun

Forever

(Ohhhhhh)

I'll hold you close in my arms

I can't resist your charms

And love

Oh, love

I'll be a fool

For you

I'm sure

You know I don't mind

Oh, you know I don't mind

'Cause you

You mean the world to me

I know

I've found in you

My endless love

Oooh-woow

Boom, boom

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Oooh, and love

Oh, love

I'll be that fool

For you

I'm sure

You know I don't mind

Oh you know

I don't mind

They took each other hands as they finished up:

And, yes

You'll be the only one

'Cause no one can deny

This love I have inside

And I'll give it all to you

My love

My love, my love

My endless love…

Everyone in the club applauded wildly.

“You did it, E.B.!”

“Yeah. I guess I did.” She had tears of joy rolling down her cheeks.

——

The sun was setting now. They kept walking around town, trying to find something else fun to do. But this isn’t really a place where anything happens.

Except for one life changing heist…

The couple found themselves in front of the Glurfsburg Zoo, which was closed this time of year. If E.B. looked hard enough, she could still see the small hill where the Chickeraffe habitat was before it was broken out and the rest was history.

She explained that whole history to Looka as they walked back to the house.

“Wow. That sounds crazy!”

“Just wait until you hear Guy or Sam tell the story. They saw a whole lot more than I did.” After pausing to think for a second, she points out, “You know? I never really thought about this before. If Sam hadn’t taken Mr. Jenkins from the zoo, I’d never would’ve gotten a stepfather. Or a little brother. Or anything that’s happened since. I should especially remember to thank Sam the next chance I get.”

“I guess fate does reward good deeds in this world. Because of all of that, I got to meet you.”

E.B. grins ear to ear and hugs Looka tightly.

——

Now at the door, E.B. turns to Looka and says, “I hope you had fun today.”

“I did. Thanks for having me”, he says back.

“Do you…wanna meet up again around, say, Christmas or New Year’s or something?”

Looka smiles and says, “I’d like that.”

They stood in silence for a good moment before taking each other’s hands and looking into each other’s eyes. They leaned forward some more, closed their eyes and kissed.

This one seemed even better than the last one.

They broke apart twenty seconds later, smiling. E.B. then cleared her throat and said, “I guess we should go in now.”

“Yeah.”

She knocks on the door. A few seconds later, Sam opened it up.

“E.B.! Looka! You’re back!” He embraced the two.

“Good to see you too, Sam. What are Mom and Guy up to?”, E.B. asked, returning the hug.

“Oh, they're still watching T.V. and they just put Junior in his crib for the night.”

“Alright.” She turns to Looka and says, “So, I’ll see you again soon, huh?”

“You know you will. I had a great time today, E.B.”

“I’m glad you did.” She hugs him one more time.

“Bye, E.B.”

“Bye, Looka.”

Before she walked inside, E.B. rushed over to Sam.

“Sam, one more thing.” She hugs him and says, “Thank you.”

“No problem, E.B. I’m glad to give Looka a ride back to the airport.”

“Not for that. For the whole Mr. Jenkins fiasco.”

“Oh?”

“It’s because of that”, she leans over to glance at Looka and they smile to each other, “I was destined to meet him and everything else that transpired. I owe so much to you.”

Sam grinned broadly. His eyes trembled, almost ready to cry. “You’re welcome, kid. You guys here mean the world to me.” He looked at his watch and his eyes widened. “Oh my. We better get moving. Bye, E.B.”

“Bye, Sam. Bye, Looka.”

Sam unlocked his car and both he and Looka got into it.

Looka waved one more time as the car pulled off.

——

“Soooo”, Sam said, really dragging out that ‘so’. “What’s you two do?”

Looka leaned his head against the window, smiling. “Nothing much. Just sang at this karaoke club and walked around some more. By the way, you gotta tell me this whole Chickeraffe story that E.B. told me about.”

“Oh, boy, do I have a tale for you…”

——

Back at the Weebie-Am-I house, E.B. sat in front of her mirror, brushing her hair some more, while humming Endless Love.

“E.B.?” Guy asked from her doorway.

“Oh, Guy. I had so much fun today with Looka.”

He smiled too. “I’m glad you did, kiddo. Just wanted to let you know your dinner’s in the fridge if you’re hungry.”

“Thanks, Guy.”

Michellee then walked by and smiled warmly at her daughter. “I’m guessing someone got another kiss tonight!”

“Mom!”

“It’s okay, sweetie. It’s like Guy said earlier ‘he means a lot to you’. He’s a real keeper, E.B. You ought to know that.”

“I do, Mom. And thank you.”

#green eggs and ham #eb #looka #guy am i #michellee #guy jr #sam i am #fanfic #songfic

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maximons · 3 years

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Tricks And Treats

Summary: Pietro tries to get Wanda and Y/n to finally admit their feelings for each other and takes them to a haunted house. Too bad Wanda is a full on scaredy cat...or is that exactly what is needed?

Word Count: 2,915

Genre: Fluff

Requested?: Yes

A/N: Finally back with the Fluff! Here’s that one shot I promised like a week ago lmao Happy Reading!

Halloween was for sure your favorite holiday.

You knew you were in the minority with that thought, seeing most people picked Christmas as their favorite, but you didn’t care. You always loved the time of year that came with Halloween, your birthday fell pretty close to it, you get to dress up and pretend to be someone else for a day, and it’s full on spooky season! What wasn’t there to love?

Well apparently a lot, at least according to your best friend Wanda.

For someone who’s a witch, you find it very funny that she doesn’t like the holiday.

You first met Wanda during the whole Ultron situation, back then she took on a more ‘emo’ appearance. Don’t tell anyone you said this, but you wouldn’t mind if she adopted the look again cause damn, so you just assumed Halloween and all things spooky would be for her, right?

Wrong.

You quickly learned that Wanda was not a fan of scary. You remember asking her to go see this new horror movie with you, it was your first time hanging out alone together and you just figured it’d be something she was into.

By the end of the movie, her face was buried in her knees, and she didn’t believe you when you told her the movie was over. The poor teenager working the theater was pretty annoyed with you both.

Needless to say, you didn’t bother her about anything spooky related again.

So when Pietro came to you two asking if you wanted to go to the new haunted house in town, you were beyond shocked that she agreed without a second thought.

“Uh, Wanda are you sure?” You asked, very hesitant. “I don’t know if you’ve ever been to a haunted house before, but-”

“I know what they are, Y/n.” Wanda cut you off before you finished, seeming very enthused, which confused you more. “I think it’ll be really cool!”

“Yeah...Wands, I know this group. This isn’t your typical ‘few scary decorations with the occasional light jump scare’ thing. These guys are intense.” You tried again. You didn’t know what had gotten into the witch, but you were sure she was making a mistake here.

“Y/n/n, relax. I’m not a child, I can handle myself. Trust me, okay? It’ll be great!” The bright smile on Wanda’s face was always a sight you welcomed, but it confused you in the moment. Still, you knew once her mind was set on something...let’s just say it’d be easier to find all the infinity stones than to talk her out of it.

“Alright, if you say so.” You shrugged, deciding it was best to drop the topic. Besides, she was right, Wanda’s a grown woman who can make her own choices. You just get to wait to be able to tell her that her choice was a stupid one. “So Friday night?” You asked Pietro, who nodded excitedly.

“Friday night!” He confirmed.

“Okay, cool.” You took another quick sip of your morning coffee before setting your mug down. “I gotta get ready for training. So happy to be working with Steve today instead of Nat, he’s always a walk in the park.” You said sarcastically with a roll of your eyes. “Wish me luck.”

The twins wished you luck as you left the room to go get ready. After they were sure you were out of earshot, the witch turned to her brother. “This is your plan? Are you crazy?”

“I know, I know, but trust me, okay?” He reassured, walking to the fridge to grab himself a drink. “Y/n loves this stuff, and as she is the love of your life-”

“Whoa, whoa, I-I never said-”

“-You should experience the things that she loves to do.” Pietro finished, ignoring his sister’s intervention. “I’ll do my best to stay out of your guys’ way, and you have the whole evening to yourselves. Sounds perfect to me.”

“Yeah, until I act like a complete, how do they say, ‘spaz’ around her again.” Wanda sighed, leaning on the kitchen counter in defeat.

“You won’t. You know what kind of things to expect now. And if you do freak out, all the more reason to be by her side. She will protect you.”

Wanda looked at her brother in confusion. “I can protect my self.”

Pietro rolled his eyes playfully. “Not what I meant. You will see, sestra.”

Friday night came before you know it, and you, Wanda and Pietro were waiting in the line to buy your tickets to enter.

“Holy shit, this is a long line.” Pietro complained, causing you to chuckle.

“Not surprising. It’s the week before Halloween, weather’s nice, and this group doesn’t come to New York a whole lot. More surprised it isn’t longer actually.” You shrugged.

“Why don’t they come to New York? I thought this was one of America’s more popular states?” Wanda asked.

“It is, but ever since Loki invaded and our merry band of misfits formed, tourism and things like this have been down a whole lot.” You leaned down to get closer to Wanda’s ear. “I guess we’ve been the scary ones all along.” You joked, but Wanda was more focused on trying to calm down and forget the feeling of your breath against her ear.

“Everything alright there, Wanda?” Pietro asked after a moment, teasing smirk on his face. Before Wanda could even fire back, a voice from in front of you spoke up.

“No way! You guys are Avengers!” The group in front of you turned around, one of the guys recognized you instantly.

“Uh, yes...we are.” Wanda awkwardly stated. You knew Wanda hated fan interactions, and to be honest you weren’t a fan of these situations either. They were unpredictable. The Avengers were either beloved or despised, and you’ve been on both ends of the reaction spectrum. Wanda and Pietro, unfortunately, have seen a lot more animosity than you and the others.

Honestly, you couldn’t even fault the ones that didn’t love you guys. You weren’t ignorant and knew your battles have caused a lot of problems for a lot of people. You could sympathize, but that didn’t mean you wanted to be on the receiving end of that anger. Especially not when you were trying to just have a fun night out with your friends. “Look guys, we’re really just here to have a good time. We don’t wanna cause a scene.” You said.

“Nah, nah, it’s cool. I think you guys are awesome!” The guy said, and it was clear to you then that the dude was baked out of his mind. “Especially you, with the red wiggly woos!” He pointed to Wanda as he gave a terrible impression of her hand movements. You smiled, happy to see a fan interaction go well for Wanda.

The joy you felt didn’t last long though, as another guy in the group turned to you, blunt in his hand. “Hey, you’re the fire one right? Can you do me a solid?” He gestured to you, asking you to give him a light. You sighed, the twins chuckling at the situation.

“Yeah, but don’t ask again.” You ignited the tip of your finger, gently placing it on the end of the blunt. The group turned around in line and continued to go about their own conversation. You felt Wanda elbow your side, and you turned to see a smirk on her face. When you heard Pietro’s snicker, you groaned.

“Shut up.”

“Look at you, helping delinquents. Aren’t you supposed to be a superhero? Bringer of justice and all of that?” Wanda teased and you rolled your eyes playfully.

“Yeah, but I’m the fun one. It’s just weed.” You said confidently, but the witch saw through it and you dropped the act. “And the last time that happened and I said no, the dude burst into tears.” You said under your breath.

“There it is.” She smiled, and you couldn’t help but smile back despite you being the subject of mockery. You loved seeing her smile, you didn’t care about the reason why.

Before you knew it, Pietro announced that you guys were next in line to buy tickets. He bought his and stepped aside so you can go next. “Hi, two please.” Wanda turned to you with her eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

“Wha- Y/n, I can afford it.” She chuckled nervously, flattered by the action.

“I know, but when I have to drag you out of here cause you’re paralyzed in fear, at least you won’t regret dropping forty bucks on it.” You shrugged as you handed the cashier your credit card.

Wanda’s face reddened, something she quickly tried to hide from her brother who was enjoying this way too much. Her flustered state faded quickly when she processed what you said. “Hey!” You chuckled before thanking the cashier as she returned your card.

“Please go to the table to sign your waivers, entrance is down that hill. Enjoy your night.” The monotone voice told you that the poor woman’s been working all night. You didn’t have time to dwell on that though as you felt a panicked tapping on your arm.

“What’s wrong? We haven’t even entered yet.” You teased.

“W-what did she mean by waivers?” You chuckled at the panicked tone in the witch’s voice.

“Just means if you have a heart attack or something, you can’t sue.” You shrugged nonchalantly, but Wanda took it very seriously and turned to you with even wider eyes.

“That can happen!?”

“Well, it happened at least once if the thought of doing a waiver.” You answered, once again, nonchalantly. You looked at Wanda and could swear you saw her blood run cold. You laughed, which resulted in you receiving a glare. “Relax, Wan, you’ll be fine. You’re an Avenger, you’ve faced off against killer robots, stared death in the face time and time again!” You exclaimed dramatically as you waved your arms. You noticed Wanda start to smile and relax her shoulders.

“Thanks, Y/n.” She gave you a sweet smile, and you couldn’t help but melt.

“Yeah, anytime.” Your eyes locked with Wanda, you were about to look away but couldn’t. ‘Wow, were her eyes always this green? They’re beautiful.’ You thought.

A blush appeared on the witch’s face as she tore her gaze from you. You were about to ask what happened, but were interrupted. “Let’s go slow pokes!” Pietro’s voice shouted, effectively breaking the moment.

“Yeah, yeah Sonic, we’re coming!” You rolled your eyes as you shouted back. Wanda giggled at the banter between you and her brother, she loved that you two were close. With that, you and her headed down the hill towards the entrance.

After about a half hour, it seemed Wanda was holding up well. The three of you walked out of the corn maze, and she had a triumphant smile on her face. “I thought you said this place was scary.” She teased causing you to roll your eyes playfully.

“Congratulations you survived the corn maze, you get to join the hall of fame with the other twelve year-olds.” As if to emphasize your point, three twelve year-olds ran out of the maze in giggles, clearly unaffected. Wanda pouted. “Aw, don’t worry. I thought you were very brave.” You teased yet again, which resulted in an elbow to the side.

“You’re a jerk.” Wanda held back a smile as she strutted forward. You laughed as you jogged forward to catch up.

“Alright, are you guys ready for the big one?” Pietro asked and your eyes widened.

“Oh, Piet, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” You said as you nudged your head towards Wanda, hinting that you didn’t think she could handle that. Unfortunately, she caught on.

“Aw come on, Y/n. I’m not a baby.”

“I know, but you can’t go from the corn maze to...that.” You gestured towards the haunted maze entrance, a giant purple demon with smoke blowing out of it’s ears looming over. You guys turned at the sound of screams, and saw a group run out of the maze in fear, which then dissolved into laughter.

“They seem to be having fun.” Wanda gestured towards the group.

“Yeah, after the screams of terror.” You shot back. “You can’t go from walking around the block to running a marathon.”

“Oh yeah? Watch me.” Wanda strutted forward towards the entrance, determined to prove you wrong.

You groaned as you looked over to Pietro, who watched the whole ordeal with a cheeky smile. “Your sister’s insane.”

“Yeah, but you love it.” Pietro said under his breath, but you still heard it.

“What?”

“Nothing!” With that, the man sped forward, catching up to his sister at the entrance. You stared after him for a moment in shock before joining them.

The three of you walked the path, and everything seemed to be going well...for all of five seconds. The first jump scare happened behind Wanda. The loud screech startled her, and she jumped with a scream. She stumbled into your arms, and you wrapped them around her in order to keep her from falling. You chuckled, and Wanda looked up at you with the intention to glare. However, when your eyes locked again, Wanda couldn’t help but stare.

You, of course, had to ruin the moment. “Not too late to turn back, y’know. This is just the beginning.” Wanda groaned and pulled away from you, continuing forward. You laughed. “You can hold my hand if you want!” You don’t know what compelled you to say that, but you knew you weren’t entirely joking.

And you didn’t regret it when Wanda reached out and held your hand without another word. You smiled, squeezing her hand.

What you didn’t see was Pietro giving Wanda a thumbs up as you both walked past.

At some point, you guys lost Pietro in the dark maze. Wanda wasn’t even worried as she still held your hand tightly, and you knew the man would be fine and he’ll meet up with you at the exit.

Wanda had been holding up better than you thought. You wouldn’t say she was good per say, seeing as she screamed and practically jumped into your arms at the slightest sound, but she hadn’t collapsed on the ground in tears yet, so you’d count that as a win.

“Gotta say, Maximoff. I’m impressed.” You said as you two walked down the maze hand in hand.

“I’m just being that super brave Avenger like you said.” Wanda giggled, and you couldn’t help but melt at the noise.

“Well you’re doing an awesome job. Even if the last three guys almost made you pee your pants.” You laughed loudly as you took in the shocked reaction the woman gave you.

“Y/n!” She scolded, but before you could even respond, the worst jump scare yet occurred.

A large animatronic growled and lowered from the ceiling right behind Wanda. The witch turned to look briefly as she screamed loudly and jumped to you again. This time, however she literally jumped into your arms. You quickly braced your hands under her thighs, catching her, as she wrapped her legs around your waist. The force from the jump caused you to stumble back into a darker corner of the maze. Your back hit a hay wall, and you and Wanda laughed at the moment. Your laughter continued for a moment, and Wanda lifted her head from your shoulder to look into your eyes. Both of you got quiet as you continued to stare, sensing the moment shift.

“You okay?” You whispered, almost as if talking to loudly would shatter the moment. Wanda nodded, eyes still locked onto yours. After a moment of silence, she spoke up.

“Y’know...I think a distraction would help.” Your eyebrows shot up at the insinuation. You doubted you heard her correctly, but when you saw her eyes shift down to your lips, you knew what she wanted. And you wouldn’t lie and say you didn’t want it too.

“I...Yeah, I think I could help with that.” You barely got your sentence out when Wanda smashed her lips to yours roughly. You tightened your hold on her thighs as she wrapped her arms around your neck. You stood there, making out roughly against the wall of the maze. As wild and sudden as this was, you wouldn’t trade this moment for anything.

Pietro noticed you two were gone for a really long time. He was beginning to get concerned, and pulled out his phone ready to call one of you. Turns out he didn’t need to.

You two came out of the maze, only you weren’t alone. You and Wanda each had a security guard holding your arm. After you two were out of the maze completely, they let you go and walked off. It was then that Pietro noticed both of your disheveled states. And he could swear he saw two or three hickeys forming on your neck.

“No you didn’t-” He started, but you cut him off.

“Not a word.” Your hand found it’s way to Wanda’s as you guys walked towards the exit of the park, figuring it’d be bad Avengers press if you guys stayed any longer at this point. You had an awesome night anyway, and didn’t care if it ended a little early. Besides, you had a feeling you’d get to have some more...fun when you got back to the compound.

You didn’t notice Pietro high five Wanda’s free hand.

#wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x reader

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haikyuu-sins · 3 years

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Hiiii sweetie I love your Law writings so much! Oh this sounds like your others are bad, no I didn't mean to say that! I'm sure your others are good too, I just didn't read them yet because I'm Law obsessed lately. Anyways, could I request something? It's actually my first time to request something so I hope I did it right??? I'm sorry if I didn't. Coming back to the request, could you do something like Law x reader (preferably female but gn would be okay too though so everyone can relate!) being kinda close to each other and always teasing each other (she is a Strawhat member) and he is deeply in love with her but his heart breaks seeing her hugging a guy of her crew? Like he knows she's a cutiepie and loves hugging her friends but he just gets so jealous seeing her with Zoro or whoever and his mood changes and he distances himself from her, leaving her all confused because he thinks it's impossible for her to like him when it's so much more likely and also practical to date someone of her crew. But then she asks him about him being so weird and cold lately and he kind of let's everything out and confesses? I'm so sorry if this is too long or complicated, ignore it if that's the case! Sending lots of love to you from Germany! <3

Oh my freaking goodness you’re so sweet! I’m glad you enjoy all of my Law writings as much as I love writing for him! Don’t even worry, you don’t have to read my other’s if you don’t want to, if it’s just Law you wanna read the go right ahead! :) GERMANY?! I have people reading my works in GERMANY?! It always baffles me when I get asks that say they’re from another country because I forget that not everyone is going to live near me. Thank you for all the love all the way from Germany! ❤️

Warnings: None, other than some swearing here and there, not proofread in the slightest.

****Law x Strawhat!Reader

He hated it. There was nothing more that Law hated right now was seeing you draped over Zoro’s back while you watched something over his shoulder. He was stupid to think that you wouldn’t have a close relationship with them, of course you would. Law could only grit his teeth and endure it. It wasn’t like the two of you were in a relationship, he couldn’t tell you to stop.

Law actually could think of something he hated more. It was the fact that Zoro didn’t seem to mind, not in the slightest. It was like this was a daily occurrence for him and it was something he was used to. Part of him wanted to see the marimo push you off and act annoyed. But something told him that even then, you wouldn’t care and would simply do it again.

“Hey Law! Come look at what Usopp made-!” you slid off of Zoro’s back and turned around with a smile, hoping to see the other swordsman you had seen just a moment ago. Your sweet smile turned into a frown, then a pout when you realized he wasn’t there anymore. ‘Where did he go?’ You thought to yourself as you looked around the deck.

You knew that the other captain was a bit more reclusive than you’d like since you enjoyed being around him and it never seemed like he wanted to be around the rest of the crew-probably because most of the crew was so boisturious and loud and Law was, well...the opposite of boisturious and loud.

It didn’t take you long to find him. “You left us!” you say to him, playfully feigning like you were upset as you crossed your arms. “How rude!”

“And for a reason.” he simply responded back, not even looking at you while he did.

“Sorry, were we being too loud?” you chuckled and smiled. “You’re gonna have to get used to that on this ship while you’re here with us.”

Am I going to have to get used to seeing you all over your crew as well? Law kept his thoughts to himself while he opted not to give you another response.

“Um...I’ll just…” you pointed back to Zoro and the others, leaving him to be by himself since that’s what you thought he wanted. It was the opposite. He wanted to be around you, but he just couldn’t stand seeing you so close to them as well. As much as he wished that was him, he’d never say it aloud.

It was something that you had been noticing the past few days. The two of you got along great when you were on Punk Hazard together, so what was different now? You felt more comfortable since you were on your own ship and maybe that was it. There weren't any battles happening and everyone was quite lax...so shouldn’t it be the opposite? Shouldn’t he be more relaxed now that he knew he was safe? Or was that even it? You weren’t sure.

It took you a few days to finally approach him about it. You noticed that every time you he was around you and then when you went over to your crew mates, he’d be gone before you even turned back around.

The crew was inside eating and Law had finished first, opting to go outside in the quiet after he was done. You soon followed after you were done and left the loud dining room to find him. It wasn’t difficult since there was only a limited area outside on the deck.

“Don’t like how loud it is in there?” you chuckled as you walked up to the railing next to him. “I’m not sure how long you’ll stay with us, but you get used to it, you actually tend to enjoy it after a while and when it’s quiet, you feel a little weird.”

“I don’t think I’ll be getting used to Mugiwara-ya anytime soon and I don’t know how you deal with…” Luffy’s loud shriek was heard in the distance and Law’s face scrunched up, “that.”

You only laugh at the other captain, “I take it your crew isn’t like this then?”

He rolled his eyes and almost cringed at the thought. “No. They are. I just choose to ignore it most of the time.”

“And does that work?”

He answered almost immediately, “Never.”

You laughed again and Law felt like his breath almost caught in his throat. It was something he would be able to listen to over and over again and never get sick of-unlike your captain.

“I wanted to ask you something too…” your fingers tapped the railing and traced the design of the wood. “Are you okay? Or did I do something wrong? I thought we were getting along really well and lately it feels like you’ve been more distant for some reason. I just...I like talking to you and I thought you did too. We’ll be in the middle of a conversation and I’ll turn to talk to someone and then when I turn back to talk to you again, you’re gone. But maybe I just misinterpreted it and you didn’t want to talk to me in the first place.” you let out an almost pitiful sounding laugh, along with a sad smile.

Fuck...That wasn’t the reason in the slightest and he hated that he made you think that it was your fault he was just a little jealous of your crew mates that you live with.

“No.. that’s not it…” he sighed to himself, feeling guilty that he had made you feel that way. He was fighting with himself internally. Do I say something to them or not? He knew that there wouldn’t be much of a relationship since the two of you were on separate crews. Pair that with the fact that he doesn’t even know if he’ll survive this attack on Doflamingo.

Law wouldn’t want to get your hopes up about anything if you felt the same way about him. At the same time, this could possibly be one of his only chances to tell you how he felt. All he could think about was embarrassing himself. From the first time he saw you on Sabaody, he knew that there was something about you because of the way you never left his mind since then.

It was a stroke of luck that you managed to see him again on Punk Hazard. Since you were relatively new to the crew at that time, you still hadn’t bonded with anyone in particular so he never saw you acting like you do now with them.

You raised your brow in an attempt to get him to continue with what he was trying to say. “Then what is it?” you ask him slowly. “If you don’t want to say anything, that’s fine I guess. As long as I’m not doing anything to make you mad or hate me.”

“I’m not mad at you. I don’t hate you either.” he paused for a moment, gritting his teeth together. Law couldn’t believe that he was even doing this to himself. “Quite the opposite actually…”

Your brow raised again in slight confusion. “Oh?” you hesitated, the thought registering in your head about what he meant. You knew he wasn’t exactly the person who would let his feelings gush out. A small smile slipped out and you tried your best not to smirk.. “Ooh~ I see.” you drug your words out slowly.

As Law went to open his mouth, whether to object to what you were saying-even though he wasn’t-or let you know that you were right, he didn’t get to say anything before your Captain burst onto the deck.

“Y/N-chaaan!!! Come play with us!!” and you couldn’t even object or tell Luffy that you would be there in a minute when a long arm stretched out to grab you. It wrapped around your waist and you before it was able to yank you away from Law, you grabbed the collar of his shirt and planted your lips firmly on his.

“I’m glad you don’t hate me~” you grin as you pull away, not because you want to but because you’re being forced away by Luffy.

Law could feel his cheeks heat up from the sudden kiss and all he wanted to do was grab his hat and pull it over his face. But then he would’ve missed seeing your smile as you notice just how flustered you made him. He wouldn’t mind being a little embarrassed if he gets to see your smile every time.

#one piece #trafalgar law #trafalgar law x reader #law x reader #trafalgar-law-x-reader #law-x-reader #trafalgar law scenario #trafalgar law fic #law op #trafalgar law op #trafalgar law imagine #one piece x reader #one piece imagine #op

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kiss-inthekitchen · 3 years

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anytime | bucky barnes

summary: bucky's having trouble sleeping and he just wants you around

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

warnings: none! this is completely self indulgent fluff

word count: 1k

a/n: i got the idea for this while watching law and order: organized crime bc detective stabler can't sleep due to his ptsd and i was just like, you KNOW he wants to call olivia for comfort. and yeah anyway. this fic would not exist if not for law and order and idk how i feel about that tbh

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Bucky can’t sleep.

Which is nothing new for him. His bed is too big, he can’t turn his thoughts off, he’s exhausted but he’s not tired. He’d moved to the floor, which at least made him feel more solid in his surroundings- the hardwood is unforgiving, but it’s a discomfort he’s become familiar with.

He sits up for the umpteenth time, turning to look at the clock on his bedside table as if he could make time go faster by force of will alone. It’s been ten minutes since the last time he checked and it feels like an hour. 1:07 AM.

His bed is too big, he can’t turn his thoughts off, and he’s going to break if he doesn’t get some respite from the images flashing through his mind.

Sighing, he decides he’s finally reached the point of giving in. There’s only one thing he knows will help, and he’s done trying to talk himself out of it.

You’re watching TV in your room- well, not so much watching as you are using it for background noise while you scroll through your phone- when the screen is taken over by an incoming call. You smile to yourself. Bucky was stubborn, always preferring to call rather than text, even though he was perfectly capable.

“Hey, Buck,” you said softly into the phone, barely above a whisper, respecting the late night hour even though you were alone in your room a few floors down from him.

“Hey,” he breathes, and you can sense his relief through the line.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, doll, everything’s…” he trails off, because it’s fine, but also it’s not, and he doesn’t know how to tell you that. He decides it’s best to just bite the bullet, he can’t take anymore overanalyzing. “I can’t sleep. Can you come up? Can you… stay?”

You’re silent on the line. Bucky’s never asked you anything like that before. The two of you are close, of course, but not like this. Not until now, anyway. You’re wondering if you heard him right or if you actually fell asleep and you’re having another hyper realistic dream when he speaks again.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to, I’m okay, I just-”

His voice snaps you out of it. “I’m on my way.”

An embarrassingly short amount of time later, you’re outside his door in your sleep shorts and a loose t-shirt, having shoved your feet into your slippers and all but ran out the door.

Before you can knock, he’s opening the door, standing in front of you in a similar outfit to yours.

“Hey, doll,” he says, softly, and you can read all his emotions in his eyes, tentatively stepping inside before wrapping your arms around him. He exhales in a slight chuckle, hugging you back and relaxing into your touch.

“Hey,” you speak into his chest as he reaches one arm out to push the door closed behind you.

You disentangle yourself, moving to his bed and settling yourself in the middle of it. He follows, leaning his back against the headboard, his outstretched legs grazing your folded ones, and you find it so easy to lean into his touch. Resting your head on his shoulder, he wraps his left arm around you, pulling you in closer, and you take note of the quiet room. No music, no TV on in the background, just him alone with his thoughts.

“What do you need, Buck?’’ you ask, tilting your head up to look at him.

His eyes meet yours. “Just needed you here,” he half smiles. “What were you doing before I called?”

You try to ignore the way your stomach flips at the way he said he needed you. “Nothing, really. I was just bored on my phone. I’m usually up later than everyone else, anyway. Just don’t really get tired til late,” you finish, yawning immediately after because your body loves to contradict you. You’d roll your eyes at yourself if he wasn’t looking at you.

“Well, I guess it is officially late then,” Bucky chuckles. “You wanna lie down?” he asks rhetorically, getting up to turn off the light. You immediately miss his presence beside you.

“So, how’re we doing this, Barnes? You wanna be big or little spoon?” your tone is sort of joking even though it’s an honest question, trying to bring some of your usual energy to the unfamiliar situation.

He rewards you with a genuine laugh, turning back to you and allowing you to revel in the way his smile lights up his face.

“You gonna jetpack me, doll?”

“If you want me to,” you say through a smile of your own.

“Next time, then,” he says, flipping the switch, the room lit only by moonlight now. “Wanna hold you now, if that’s okay.”

Your heart stutters at the admission, voice a little shaky when you respond. “‘Course it is.”

The bed dips with his weight, vibranium arm sneaking underneath the pillow before you rest your head on it, his right arm pulling you in flush with his body. It’s been a while since either of you have had someone to sleep next to, and you could swear you’ve never been more comfortable. You fully relax into him, every inch of your body touching some part of his.

Your shirt rucked up slightly in the process, and his hand rests directly on your skin, thumb moving in soothing strokes against your stomach.

“Is this okay?” he whispers, fanning over your neck.

You hum your agreement, afraid to say out loud that it’s more than okay, it’s perfect, knowing your voice would betray you if you tried.

It’s quiet after that, with Bucky focusing on the sound of your breathing and the feel of your soft skin on his, and, blissfully, nothing else.

Your consciousness is just starting to slip when he speaks again.

“Thanks for picking up the phone, doll.”

“Anytime, Buck,” you answer sleepily. “Everytime.”

The next night, he stays over in your room. From then on, you and Bucky don’t spend a single night apart if you can help it.

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jaehyunfirstlove · 3 years

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Pairing: classmate!jaehyun x webcam model!f.reader

Genre: smut (18+ only)

Warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, cum play, exhibitionism

Word count: 2.2k

A/N: requested by a lovely anon, hope you like it, and sorry it took so long!

*Disclaimer: I am not well-versed in webcam shows and did my research through wiki so I hope it makes sense :)

“Y/N, you wanna come out for a drink with us tonight?”

The class had just finished and you were packing up your things when Yuna came by to ask you if you wanted to go out with them.

“Sorry guys, I gotta start on that paper tonight.”

“Aw come on, it’s Friday night!” Yuna pouted, but you just shook your head.

“You know me, if I don’t start something right away I’ll procrastinate and wait till the last minute,” you shrugged. Out of the corner of your eye you noticed Jaehyun, the guy you’d been crushing on, standing amongst your group of friends. You pulled Yuna closer to you.

“Is Jaehyun going?” you whispered into her ear.

“Uh-huh,” she nodded, a shit-eating grin spreading across her face. “Now you wanna come along, don’t you?”

You were torn. You absolutely would’ve loved the chance to get to know Jaehyun better since you never had a chance during class, and outside of it you were too busy with your studies and your cam shows. But Friday nights were your biggest nights, and if you didn’t stream tonight you’d lose out on a huge payday.

“Ugh, I can’t,” you reluctantly declined, “I’m sorry, guys.”

Yuna just shrugged. “Yeah, you’ll be sorry alright.” She turned around, hooking her arm through Jaehyun’s and pulling him away. She turned back to look at you and smiled innocently, while you just gave her the finger before walking away.

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“Well, that’s all for tonight everyone, thanks for coming by.”

You saluted the camera and blew a kiss, your signature goodbye, as the last messages in the chat came in wishing you a good night and thanking you for the show. You couldn’t help but notice that one of your favorite viewers, peachyvalentine77, hadn’t joined at all that night. He was one of your best tippers, one of your sweetest and most polite customers, and he almost never missed a show.

You went into the bathroom to get yourself cleaned up, but your mind wandered to Jaehyun, wondering what he was doing while out with your friends. You knew Yuna had just been teasing you by linking arms with him, it was her way of trying to persuade you and on any other day it would have worked. As it was, you’d made a killing tonight, all of the money you made paying for the astronomical fees your college was charging you. If it weren’t for your cam shows, you wouldn’t have been able to afford to go to college in the first place.

Sighing to yourself, you went about thinking what Jaehyun must be like, if he was as sweet as he seemed, while you decided to paint your nails a vivid blue. You wondered mindlessly if Jaehyun liked blue, if he maybe thought your hands were pretty, or most importantly, what he might think if he found out you were a cam girl.

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Saturday nights were your next busiest nights, and you were pleased to see peachyvalentine77 sign on like he normally did.

Pv77: hi gorgeous

Me: oh you’re here! Missed you yesterday

Pv77: sorry had plans

Pv77: missed you though

He sent more messages throughout the show like he always did, praising you and showering you with compliments. He also tipped really well, as usual, right up until the show ended.

Pv77: i’ll see you again soon gorgeous

Pv77: and i love your nails btw

Pv77: blue is my fav color :)

You smiled at his message, happy to have impressed him.

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The following Monday you were exhausted in class, your friends thinking you were studying too hard but really it was too many late night cam shows. You noticed Jaehyun looking at you curiously, and you figured you must have looked really bad for him to notice. He kept glancing at you during class, and oddly enough, kept staring at your fingers. When class was over, you were packing up your stuff slowly, your energy lagging, when he came up to you.

“Hey, Y/N,” he greeted you, and you were slightly shocked that he knew your name, but you figured Yuna had probably told him.

“Hi, Jaehyun,” you answered, somewhat shyly because he was looking at you quite intensely.

“Can I… ask you a question?” he was hesitant in how he asked, but his eyes felt like they were boring into your face.

“Sure,” you answered, wondering what he was going to ask you, and feeling very self-conscious with the way he was looking at you.

“By the way,” he started casually, pointing to your nails, “blue is my favorite color.”

You could feel the heat rise in your cheeks, as his gaze slowly went from your nails to your face. You knew then you were caught, and you looked at each other in shocked surprise.

“You’re… peachyvalentine77?” you whispered, your hand going up to your mouth.

“And you’re Y/N-cam?” the look of shock on his face slowly changed as his suspicion was confirmed, a wide smile spreading that made his dimples extra deep. “Oh wow, I can’t believe it.”

Mortification quickly took over, as you realized you had just been found out, by your crush no less. You couldn’t have him spreading this news, especially to your friend group.

“Oh my god, Jaehyun, you can’t tell anyone about this!” you started to plead with him, putting your hands together in a supplicating gesture.

He looked at you quizzically, before a slow smile spread across his face. “Absolutely, my lips are sealed.” He made the motion of zipping up his lips but not before he looked at you with a sly grin. “But…”

“But what?” you didn’t like where this was going, the look on his face starting to alarm you.

“But my silence comes at a price.”

You knew it, you knew it was too good to be true, your good fortune had run out and now you were going to be blackmailed, by the one guy you were hoping to date. You were too busy calculating how many more shows you had to do to be able to pay him when you realized he was looking at you expectantly.

“Okay, what’s your price,” you sighed, willing to pay anything to have your secret kept.

“Well, I was actually thinking of something that would benefit both of us,” he began, and he really got your attention then. You looked at him to see if he was playing with you, but he had a pretty sincere, if a little mischievous, look on his face.

“And what’s that?” you asked suspiciously.

He leaned in closer, and at that distance you could see the gold specks amongst the brown of his irises, and smell the heady scent of his cologne. “How about we do a show… together.”

You blinked a few times, unsure if you heard him correctly, but he was still regarding you questioningly. “Are you serious, Jaehyun? Don’t joke about this stuff.”

He looked taken aback. “Of course I’m serious. I think we should do a show together.”

“Like have sex? On camera?” you clarified, and he nodded, smiling at your realization. You thought about it, while looking at his gorgeous face, and all of a sudden you were thinking about how he would feel inside you and just like that your pussy made your decision for you.

“Okay, I’m in.”

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Jaehyun came over on a Friday night, easily your busiest night, and therefore he figured you’d make a killing if you had sex on camera. He showed up at your place looking, and smelling, absolutely delicious, and you almost wanted to jump his bones right then and there and forget about the cam show altogether. But he was perfectly professional, helping you set up the camera and lighting to get everything just right.

“Ready?” you asked, when there was nothing left to do but start the show. You couldn’t help but be nervous, since it was your first time having sex on camera, and your first time having sex with Jaehyun. He noticed your apprehension, taking your hand and squeezing it reassuringly.

“I’m ready,” he responded, looking you in the eye, “I got you, okay? Anytime you want to stop, just squeeze my hand, okay?” He squeezed your hand to demonstrate what you should do, and you nodded, grateful for his understanding.

“Okay, here we go.” You started the camera, and did your customary greeting. You noticed people logging into the chat, and once you had a good number going you made your announcement.

“Everyone, today is a special show, since we have a special guest.” You held out your hand, and Jaehyun joined you, the camera set up so your faces wouldn’t be shown. “This is my friend, we’ll call him Jay.”

The chat lit up, and tips started to pour in, no doubt in anticipation of what was to come. You and Jaehyun shared surprised yet satisfied looks.

“I’m sure you’ve all guessed what’s going to happen today, so let’s get to it.” You led Jaehyun to the bed, and positioned yourselves so that the camera wouldn’t capture your faces.

“Are you ready?” he whispered in your ear, while rubbing your sides gently with his hands. His touch ignited something in you, and you nodded, biting your lip as you got into position. “I’ll go slow.”

You were wearing crotchless panties, so all he had to do was reach down between your legs, rubbing your pussy with his fingers. He groaned when he found you wet, and the sound just made you want him more, your hands coming up to grip his arms as he fingered you.

“Mmm,” you moaned, already losing yourself to his touch. You noticed the prominent bulge in his Calvin Kleins, so you rubbed him over the fabric, eliciting more beautiful sounds from his mouth.

“Oh god, Jay, I need you inside me right now.” You had wanted to go slow, you had meant to go slow, but he was driving you crazy with how sexy he was. You took a glance at the screen and saw the tips still pouring in.

“Are you sure?” he whispered, “I was thinking we should drag this out.”

“I can’t,” you responded honestly, “I just really want you to fuck me right now.”

His eyes grew dark at your admission, and he removed his fingers from you, pulling his boxers down and pumping his cock as he stared down at you. You bit your lip as you watched him, everything in slow motion as he knelt between your legs and placed the tip of his cock at your entrance. You took a moment to look over at the monitor, tips lighting up the screen, as his cock parted you.

Your mouth opened in a wordless scream, back arching off the bed as he entered you, his size not something your body was accustomed to. You grasped at the sheets, as he inched slowly inside you, his face intense as he watched your reaction.

“Can you take my cock?” he asked, voice husky, and you could only nod, “you’re so fucking tight, but your pussy is taking me so well.”

His dirty talk was heightening your arousal, and you couldn’t help but squeeze him, the walls of your pussy contracting around his cock. He hissed at the feeling, before he bottomed out with one hard thrust.

You screamed, clutching to the sheets as he started to pound into you, grunting with each thrust.

“You like it, baby?” he groaned, “show everyone how much you like my cock.”

You moaned and thrashed, the pleasure he was giving you sending you into a frenzy. “Oh, oh fuck, yes, yes, your cock feels so good inside me.” You had a vague notion that you were probably blabbering, but the way he was rutting into you was making you crazy.

“Jay! Oh my god, yes! Just like that, fuck me just like that,” you went on, grabbing onto his back now and digging your nails in as he fucked you, the bed shaking from his harsh thrusts.

“You’re so good for me, baby, your pussy was made for me,” he cooed, reaching down to squeeze your breasts over the lace of your bra. You moaned when he pulled the fabric down and pinched your nipple, moaned louder when he tugged lightly on the hardened bud. “So good,” he whispered, ducking his head down quickly so he could suck on your nipple, making sure his face couldn’t be seen on camera.

You moaned even louder when he tugged at your nipple lightly with his teeth, all while pounding into you at an insane pace.

“Jay, you’re gonna make me come,” you moaned, your entire body tingling as you felt your orgasm build up.

“You’re gonna come for me, come all over my cock,” he growled, rubbing at your clit now with his thumb. It was enough, sending you crashing, your limbs convulsing as you came, pussy pulsing around him. He groaned deep within his chest, then pulled out when you were done, pumping his cum all over your stomach.

You’d almost forgotten about the camera, wanting to just pull him down and kiss him until he was breathless, but you suddenly remembered, sparing a look at the screen. The tips were continuing to pour in, and you couldn’t help but smile up at him.

“So your idea worked,” you whispered at him, and he smiled at you.

“Told you it would,” he responded, winking at you before he leaned over and shut the camera off, leaning down to capture your lips in his.

#jaehyun imagines #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun smut #nct imagines #nct smut

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ssamie · 3 years

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paper rings.

·˚ ༘⌗ chinen miya x gn!reader

·˚ ༘⌗ childhood promises aren't unusual. miya and you had made many to each other, but the most notable one would be the classic promise to marry one another. miya was getting impatient with time, and decided he didn't need to be a grown up to marry you. after all, paper rings will do, right?

·˚ ༘⌗ warnings: fluff, both of you are still in middle school lol 😃, miya being cute and kind of ooc??

gen masterlist. sk8 masterlist.

miya grumbled as he sneaked quick glances at you from across him. you were both at school eating lunch underneath a tree for shade, like you always do, and for some reason, he was acting strange and awfully fidgety ever since the morning you went up to greet him.

"alright, what is it, miya?" you asked with a sigh "h-huh?" miya jumped as he nervously sipped on his drink, avoiding eye contact as his fingers fiddled with his switch.

"you're acting so weird" you said as you throw a candy wrapper at him "you've been looking at me strangely all day" you said as you narrowed your eyes at him

miya gulped and shook his head "no way!" he denied "you're getting too confident, you slime!" he said as he stuck his tongue out playfully

you rolled your eyes and laughed at his antics, throwing another piece of wrapper at him as you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "whatever" you said

"and don't call me a slime, im your best friend!" you whined with a laugh. miya blushed and jutted his bottom lip out in a sort of pout. "you're still a slime if you keep acting like that.." he muttered

you raise a brow in confusion "acting like what?" you asked. "a-acting so... so.." he stammered out, looking so flustered as he tries to maintain eye contact with you, even though he could practically feel his heart palpitating.

"so what?" you asked again, this time even more confused as his face visibly becomes a brighter shade of red all the way to the tip of his ears.

"so cute!!" miya finally admitted, accidentally raising his voice a little too high, causing a few students to turn their heads.

"aghhh" he groaned out as he ducked his head to avoid their gazes out of embarrassment.

"oh.. is that so?" you cooed out with a laugh as you cover your cheeks which were heating up from the compliment.

"well, you're pretty cute yourself" you teased "even for a slime"

miya looked up and glared at you, despite his quivering lips and shaky voice he still managed to let out a small "im not a slime.."

you smile and pack away your bento, standing up on your feet and pulling him along. "im gonna keep calling you a slime if you won't stop acting weird around me" you said

"anyways, let's go. lunch is about to end" you say as you take his hand in yours and proceed to walk away. miya gulped as he stared longingly at your intertwined hands.

more specifically, your ring finger which seems to be quite bare.

"hey, y/n.." he muttered. "yeah?" you reply

"remember our promise?" he asked ".. yknow, when we were kids?"

you hummed for a moment before replying, "i think so.." you said "i mean.. i remember promising not to tell anyone when you fell into a canal when we were like five-"

"not that!!" miya shrieked with a bit of a pink tint to his cheeks "forget about that whole thing, that's embarrassing!" he whined

"then what?" you asked with a laugh "i can't name every promise we've ever made all in one go, you know?"

miya huffed and abruptly stopped in his tracks, causing you to halt along with him.

"i meant.. when we promised to marry each other." he said in a soft whisper

"miya.." you mumble as you stare at him in surprise. miya simply looked away, avoiding eye contact as his lips quiver into a small frown.

"um. yeah, i remember" you replied with a nervous smile as miya takes your hand in his and locks your fingers together.

"y/n, i think.." miya stammered out "i think i want to get married already."

you blinked in shock and confusion before letting out a sheepish laugh "haha, miya you can't be serious" you said

"we're too young, plus, you're saying that as if you like me or something" you said in a joking manner as you playfully hit his shoulder "but you don't actually like me, right?" you asked with a nervous gulp

miya shook his head and placed your hands over his chest, holding them tenderly as he stares up at you with his eyes glimmering with admiration.

"i like you a lot, y/n" he admitted "i've liked you since we were kids and-" he cut himself off

"actually, i think i love you. so um.. i wanna get married so nobody else can love you but me." miya said with a look of determination on his face as he nervously waits for your response.

"well uh.." you stammer out as you nervously look around "i.. i love you too, miya.." you finally admitted as you send him a bashful glance

miya's eyes widened as his smile turned into a wide grin. "really?" he asked with excitement

"yeah i guess" you muttered bashfully as you try to avoid his entrancing emerald hued eyes.

"that's great! let's get married." miya said as he took your hand and pulled you along as he ran towards the infamous cherry blossom tree in your school.

"miya, slow down!" you whined as he practically dragged you along while you struggled to keep up with him since he was basically sprinting.

"hurry up, you slime!" miya exclaimed with a laugh as he slows down to match your pace

"geez. you know we can get married at like 20 or 25 instead, right?" you said as you let out a breath of air

you were both underneath the cherry blossom tree. the beautiful pink blossoms fall and sway around due to the wind as the both of you lay on the grassy ground.

"we don't even have rings" you laughed as you turned to look at him. "don't worry i already have those" miya said with a cat-like grin

you watched in amusement as he dug into his pocket and pulled out two rings made of paper with small cat and video game stickers and both of your names written on the inside.

"oh gosh you actually have them" you sweat drop "ofcourse! i made these this morning and put a lot of effort so you better accept it" miya playfully scowled

you both sat up as he held out his palm, urging you to place your hand on top of it.

"my vows would be.. uh i'll love you forever and let you play my games. and i won't ever leave you and call you a slime ever again" miya muttered as he slid the ring into your finger, blushing madly as he does so.

"wow, nice vows. very heartfelt." you say sarcastically with a laugh, causing him to grumble and gently hit you with his fist.

"just say your vows, you slime!"

"you just said you wouldn't call me a slime anymore!"

"that only applies after! we're still not together since you still haven't told me your vows, slime!"

you sigh as a fond smile grazed your lips. you stare at miya through your lashes, chuckling to yourself as you see him waiting expectantly with a concerning amount of blush on his cheeks.

"my vows would be.." you muttered "that i would never leave you and i'll be with you and support you in whatever you wanna do." you said

"and-"

"that's enough" miya cut you off by waving his hand at your face, while covering his with the other. "u-um.. im fine with just that, you don't have to say anything else.." he said

you blink in confusion but agree anyways. "okay then" you smiled

miya gulped as he shakily lends you his hand, watching in astonishment as you slid the ring onto his finger.

"there, we're now officially together forever" you said with a laugh as you intertwined your hands together

"yeah." miya mumbled as his lips slowly curled into a loving smile

you gave him a smug grin as you point to your lips "this is the part where you kiss me-"

miya didn't let you finish as he suddenly tackled you into a hug and pressed a soft kiss onto your lips before moving along and pressing his lips onto both of your cheeks and nose.

"thanks for marrying me" miya muttered against your neck as he buries his face against your skin

"anytime" you chuckled. you wrapped your arms around him, causing him to sigh in satisfaction and relax against your body.

"mhhm, love you y/n" he mumbled

"i love you too miya"

"man, you'll never understand since you're too young" reki said with a smug grin as he patted miya's head to emphasise his point

"love is just too complex for kiddos like you" reki teased

miya simply grumbled and glared up at the redhead, causing reki to laugh even more. "oh yeah?" miya taunted

"well, it's not like you have a lover of your own" he scoffed "you can't flirt for the life of you, and girls wouldn't even waste their time of day to look at you"

reki let out a pained smile as he sulked over miya's harsh words. "ahahaha, those are some big words for a little kid like you" reki squeaked out with a chuckle

"tch.." miya gritted his teeth as he glared up at reki "you have no room to talk when your ethe one who doesn't have a s/o, you slime!" he exclaimed

"eh??" reki mused "why? do you have a s/o?" he taunted "i think not-"

"yes i do." miya cut him off with a smug smirk

"ha?! how?! you're like three?!?" reki exclaimed in surprise, which seemed to catch the others' attention

"ha?! im thirteen idiot!!" miya yelled back with a scowl

"what happened?" kaoru asks with a raised brow as he looks between the two boys. reki seemed to be in shock and suspicion, while miya was sticking his tongue out at the redhead.

"cherry, miya said he has a s/o!!" reki exclaimed "how is that even possible?! he's a child!"

"im a teenager!" miya exclaimed

"really?" kaoru hummed in amusement as his eyes slowly trail over to you, who was too busy munching on burgers with langa to even notice their arguing.

"who is it??" reki asked "its y/n." miya replied with a proud smirk

"Y/N?! IMPOSSIBLE!" reki exclaimed with widened eyes. he ran over to you and hugged you protectively to his chest. "y/n, answer me honestly!" he said

"are you and miya together?!"

you blink in confusion and look at langa for an answer, though he simply shrugged and carried on eating. "um, well yeah." you said

"no way?!!!" reki exclaimed "oi you slime, why does it seem so unbelievable to you anyway, huh?" miya asked him with a raised brow as he pulled you closer to him

"it's just a shock to me!" reki said "i never would've guessed that.." he let out a sigh

kojiro sweat dropped and patted miya and yours' heads. "well, it was pretty obvious they'd end up together" he said

"yeah, we even got married." miya said in a nonchalant tone as he intertwined your hands.

"EH?!" now this time, everyone had let out a scream of their own. they looked between the two of you and blinked in shock.

"impossible. since when?" kaoru asked

"a week ago" you replied with a smile as you raise both of your hands to show them the rings on your fingers.

"but thats just paper-" kaoru slapped langa's mouth with his fan and smiled proudly at the two of you.

"that's wonderful. are those your rings?" he asked with a hum

"yeah. miya made them" you replied "it was really fun. the 'wedding' was a bit unexpected but its fine." you said

"the children are growing up!" kojiro exclaimed as he covered his mouth, while he wipes the stray tears of joy away.

"kaoru! the children are grown!!"

"shut up, you gorrila! you act like they're our kids." kaoru rolled his eyes. he then turned to you and smiled softly once again.

"congratulations" he said

"heh. hows that, you slime?" miya sneered at reki as he flaunts the paper rings with a smug cat-like grin.

"those are just paper anyways! so you're not really married- ow!" reki yelped as he felt kaoru's fan hit his head

"tch. whatever! im gonna get real rings soon!" miya exclaimed.

"no need to rush things, you know?" you mused as you patted miya's head

"yeah.." miya muttered "paper rings will do for now.. right?" he asked.

"right."

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