#-of her classes like i do not shut the fuck up and im loud about it too. not only that but im difficult as all fuck

[l0tt1emy]

i can request Meangirl!lottie? I think she would be sooo mean, I think she would love overstimulation! I love your posts!!!

Lottie Matthews x F!reader

Warnings: oral, desagration kink, strap referred to as dick, DUBCON, no aftercare, corruption kink? lottie blackmails you about your videos! recorded sex

Warnings:I wrote this while eating a whole oreo egg, and I was listening gee , sorry anon I forgot about overstimulation:((( this has been rotting for months...

Lottie didn't know what it was about you...but you were different from the others, she doesn't know if it was because your eyes didn't shine when she passed in the hallway or if it was because you looked hotter than she would like to admit

at first it was just a "revolt" because when she "accidentally" dropped her food during break time and she got suspended, it was the first time that a stupid, nerdy person wasn't intimidated by the rich, intelligent queen bee of the school.

I mean, not that smart, otherwise she wouldn't need to be talking to the director for the 10th time, and this time it wasn't because she was caught intimidating the newbies

" Charlotte, you know that your father pays a lot for this tuition, I'm going to give you extra classes, But that's not enough, you'll have help from someone in your class. and I know the right person for that."

when lottie saw you she could feel all her blood boiling, she didn't know, you were too stupid and you were a bitch to her, she could shut you up with anything, if it would make you stop talking back to her criticisms

and she knew what she was going to do when she called you to her house on the weekend, apologizing via text about all the unrepentant threats (she didn't regret it )and saying he was going to make it a girls' night, when her parents were working all week and you even brought pajamas in your backpack, the stupid one was you who really thought that jackie and natalie were going to a slumber party, you were automatically forgiven when lottie saw how your breasts showed and she knew the water with medicine had worked , she saw how your face turned red, how you rubbed your thighs together as you tried to focus on duty

lottie comes close to you and places a hand on your thigh and leaves it there, she can feel yours eyes narrow, she feels you look visibly tense while look at the notebook, but you continues trying to speak "so you divide what m-multiplied...and"

"you seem tense darling...are you a virgin or something?." she says in a visibly mocking tone and continues "sorry, it must be embarrassing" lottie can feel you visibly trying to leave as your body say you to continue.

lottie lowers her hand to your clothed pussy and feels you moving away "w-what are you doing!"

" Shut your fucking mouth and enjoy, I know you want this.." she murmurs without looking into your eyes and rubs her pussy while putting her face on your neck and bites " you are very ungrateful...I know your nerdy friends want this...that's why you were staring at my ass while I was training, right?..." she asks a rhetorical question

and you weren't looking at her ass...god you have respect! "w-what?...n-no...never" you let out a shaky sentence as you feel her roll her eyes "liar" she drops her hand down your panties "jesus...you're really wet" she lets out a loud laugh as she feels you squeeze the nothing "fucking whore" she growls without pity at you as she collects your wetness from your entrance to your clit

she feels you moving away and bites your neck "if you leave..I'll tell everyone that you're a pervert" Your friends will love seeing this...you know.." Tears well up in your eyes, wide with fear as you feel Lottie try to stick a finger inside you. she raises an eyebrow "oh...you're a virgin!" she laughs as she sticks her finger faster than she should, in your little hole "stop...lottie...i-im..." you stumble over your words as you feel your damn legs shake unconsciously with pleasure..betraying your mind “I’m s-sorry...Sorry" You mutter pleas of pain as you try to move away from her and she simply ignores while sinking her fingers deeper inside your sticky walls

You like this right? to be used...who knew..." then as if gods had heard you she finally removes her fingers with the excuse that it was her turn to gain pleasure and I put her fingers with your excitement in your mouth and make you suck

she looks at you and forces you to kneel in front of her, while she not-so-subtly points her phone camera at you " you know what to do, little bitch" and without waiting her put your face in her pussy, god her smell was so good and in a minute you were smearing yourself, alternating between sucking her clit and her entrance, You didn't know why you were doing this, your mind was hazy with pleasure without your permission and she was more vocal than you thought, she puts her hand on the back of your neck, you couldn't breathe as she smothered you with her pussy "oh shit..yes..." she moans as she raises her hips to your mouth, trying impossibly to have more pleasure

You could feel tears welling up in your eyes as you struggled to breathe, and you could feel the burning in the back of your neck, from Lottie's nails.

how much more you alternated between sucking on her entrance and her clit you could feel her body getting tense and her moans getting louder with each movement of her hips and then you are trapped between her thighs, your ears ringing with the force that She squeezes your head and you can taste her on your tongue, pulling away from her you feel filthy when you see the phone still recording you, and Lottie with messy hair, panting and looking at you

she licks the drool that was dripping and an arrogant smile drips on her lips "I've never seen a virgin like you..." she murmurs then realizes that she was too kind "you're a whore" she stands up and looks at You "take off your clothes" and you can feel the shame rising in your veins, would this really be your first time? what a shame, you think when you say it before you think "no" you blurt it out accidentally

Lottie's eyes narrow, her smile fading. "Don't push me," she warns, her voice low and dangerous. "You know what will happen if you do." She steps closer, her breath hot against your face. "I'm not a woman you want to make an enemy of."

She grabs your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes. "You have two choices," she says coldly. "You can either do what I say and keep your mouth shut, or I can make your life a living hell. It's really up to you."

You feel a lump forming in your throat, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. You don't want to do this, but you also don't want to face the consequences of defying her. Lottie releases your chin, stepping back. "Make up your mind," she says, her voice hard. "The clock is ticking."

You swallow hard, looking away. You know what you have to do. You can't afford to make her angry.

With a heavy heart, you nod reluctantly. There's no other choice. And so, you allow Lottie to take control once more, submitting to her demands in fear and desperation. She smiles wickedly, her eyes gleaming with victory. She pulls you into her arms, kissing you fiercely

she undresses you, her touch rough and demanding. You try to pull away, but she only grips tighter, reminding you of her threats. The guilt and shame consume you, but her promises of revenge hang over you

lottie tilts her head forward and sees how transparent your panties are with excitement

Lottie chuckles, her fingers teasing the damp fabric before slowly pulling it aside. Her gaze lingers on your wet slit, a satisfied hum escaping her lips. "You're already ready for me," she says, letting her fingertips trace along your folds gently, causing you to tremble underneath her touch. "But I want more than just that." She reaches down and grabs a bottle of lube from the nightstand, squirting some onto her fingers before guiding them inside you.

Her movements are slow and deliberate, stretching you open as she adds another finger, then another. Your breath hitches with each thrust, your body responding eagerly to her command " I thought you didn't want this..." she murmurs teasingly, while inevitably groan when see how much you squeeze her fingers " I think that shouldn't be enough for a greedy little slut like you"

Lottie smirks, spreading her fingers wide within you. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through your core, your hips rocking up into her hand. "That's right, let me have you." She whispers, increasing her pace until you're moaning softly, your nails digging into her shoulders.

As she continues to finger you, she pulls out her strap-on, slicking it generously with lube. "Are you ready for this?" She asks, her voice thick with desire as she positions herself above you."w-wait.." you mumble when you see it was bigger than you thought, it wouldn't fit. With one smooth motion, she slides into you, filling you completely. You cry out, your legs wrapping around her waist as she begins to move, setting a steady rhythm.

The camera captures every moan, every thrust, every moment of pure bliss. "Look at yourself, so perfect and wet for me." Lottie murmurs, reaching up to pinch your nipples, you could feel yourself squeezing her without your will, your stomach was burning and you felt so full it was strange, you shouldn't be enjoying this, it was wrong, you raise both your arms and try to pull her away from you

No, don't hold back," Lottie growls, her pace picking up as she feels your inner walls gripping her cock. "Let go, bitch. Let me hear you scream my name." Each thrust is harder now, your cries becoming louder and more desperate. The camera captures every twitch, every shiver that races through your body.

And then, just as you're about to reach your breaking point, Lottie changes tactics. She pulls out abruptly, causing you to whine in protest. But there's no time to complain as she quickly flips you onto your knees, guiding you onto her cock once again. "Come on," she orders, slapping your ass gently. "Show them what they came for."

You obey, bouncing on her cock while still gasping for air. The new angle hits nerves you didn't know existed "f-fuck...s-shit!" you murmur shakily feeling your walls burning.

Yeah, that's it, scream for me, babe!" Lottie encourages, thrusting deeper into you. "Let everyone know how fucked I've made you, how hard I'm stretching that tight little pussy of yours." She grips your hips tightly, fucking you relentlessly. Each thrust causes your body to rock on the bed as she takes full control. "You're mine now, aren't you? My virgin whore who loves nothing more than my big cock shoved inside her."

She takes a look at your red and swollen clit "There we go," she coos, rubbing circles around your sensitive nub. Your hips buck wildly beneath her, your moans muffled by their kiss. She picks up the pace, keeping one eye on the camera even as she focuses on pleasuring you.

"Oh fuck! Stop...stop stop..." You cry out, your climax crashin over you like a tidal wave. Lottie continues to play with your clit, milking every last drop of pleasure from your bod, You close your legs unconsciously when it becomes too sensitive and she immediately moves away, slapping your thigh for you to open it again.

"Keep those legs spread," she instructs, rubbing the head of her toy against your entrance. "We're not quite done yet." You nod, trying to catch your breath as she enters you once more, this time at a slower pace. Her free hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing it slowly at first, then picking up speed as you beg for more.

Every movement is captured on camera, the sound of your gasps echoing in the room. Lottie thrusts harder

Lottie's breath catches at your enthusiasm, her cock twitching within you. "Like that, baby?" She says, thrusting harder, faster. "You love being taken like this, don't you? Wanting more of my cock?"

The sound of flesh hitting flesh fills the room as she pounds into you, her body moving in perfect synchronization with yours. She can feel you getting closer to climax, and it spurs her on.

"Cry for me, baby," She hisses, her voice thick with lust. "Tell me you love my cock, that you can't live without it inside you."

Soon enough, your entire body is shaking under her, your cries growing louder. She knows your climax is near; she can feel it in the way you grip the sheets, your inner muscles clenching around her cock. And then, just as she predicted, you explode, crying out her name.

Lottie feels her own release building up, her clit slapping with just the right pressure against the strap, and her old orgasm only helping her more

your walls milking her cock mercilessly. "God, you're tight," She moans, burying herself deeper inside you. "Take it, take all of it!"

Your hips jerk wildly, your back arching off the bed as you reach your climax. Lottie keeps up the pace, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from you. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans and the clicking of the camera, capturing every twitch and spasm.

lottie walks away from you, panting and you feel an emptiness inside you, you hear another click from the camera then she stops the video and throws her phone on the floor, taking off her strap and placing it anywhere in the room, leaving you destroyed on the bed

"I'm already done with you, I hope you don't tell anyone this...or you already know"

#yellowjackets #lottie yellowjackets #yellowjackets x reader #anon・ω・ #lottie mathews #lottie matthews x reader #lottie matthews #lottie Matthew smut #lottie matthews smut #lottie mathews x reader #lottie matthews x you #yellowjackets fic #yellowjackets smut

[princesssmars]

another one of my dreams that i have to write out because it flabbergasted me and two of my friends. but this time about hazel from bottoms.

ok, reader is the new girl at school. in my dream i was kind of a loser (accurate) but because i can write what i want (and i've read @ptolemaeacles cheerleader headcanons ten times) im changing it.

so reader is trying out to be cheerleader! it helps you make a few friends, isabel being the best one because she’s amazing, beautiful, and a little weird in a really endearing way. she finds you interesting, given your natural talent for dancing and how despite doing vulgar dance moves on the football field, off of it you can be a shy and sweet person!

because of this isabel, brittany and you are pretty much always together. and since they're popular and seen everywhere, that means you are seen everywhere!

which means hazel cant take a fucking break.

walking to sit with pj and josie during lunch and means almost having a heart attack when she sees you handing out flyers for the next school event, looking so ethereal in your cheer uniform she nearly trips over herself.

or when every morning she sits two rows over from you in math class, not so sneakily staring at you for minutes at a time while doing her worksheets.

despite being close to a genius, she thinks there's no way in hell you have ever noticed her. never seen the way your eyes will drift to her when she's sitting in the bleachers while, you're practicing, how you're heart will race when the teacher is calling names for project partners with the chance that the brunette could be in your group.

so sure you had a crush that was going nowhere, but you had a nice bunch of new friends, so people we're starting to like you!

all except one.

mrs. fucking barnes.

for whatever reason, your second period english teacher had decided on your first day to make your senior year a living fucking hell.

put a good amount of effort into an essay? you get a d minus!

want to share a comment you had about the book the class is reading? shut up silly, jeff is going to popcorn read and stutter over a basic sentence!

but one friday, you decided to skip class and the next week she went ballistic.

now, since moving to town, you had noticed that the people here were a little odd, regularly seeing a normal interaction or conversation go to the extreme in seconds.

so, when you're hovering over the toilet in the girls bathroom, a small thought in your brain that loves to say what if's asks: what if somebody bursted in here right now?

when you finish and stand up to pull your jeans up, only to be interrupted when the stall doors bust open with a loud bang! you think for split second that god can literally hear your thoughts and is making you pay for whatever sins you've committed.

those sins must have been fucking murder to make up for how mortified you felt standing in a cramped girls bathroom stall, your pants down with three people staring at you/

the first, mrs. barnes, wearing a look thats a mix between anger and regret.

the second is nettie brown, a girl you recognized from your art class who you remember complimented your heels and you did the same for her coat.'

and then, standing in front the sinks with eyes that look as big as fucking saucers, hazel callahan herself.

your brain catches up to your body and you manage to splutter out a string of curses and yells, forcing the door back closed as the teachers splutters out an excuse about someone telling her you had started doing weed in the bathrooms.

you hear her and some more shoes shuffling out of the bathroom, taking a minute to gather your bearings before you leave the bathroom. when you open the door again you rest your hands on the counter, your eyes closed as you take a breath. when you look up to your reflection, in your peripheral you see a figure standing awkwardly at the back of the bathroom, blue eyes avoiding looking at you.

"hazel?" you ask under your breath, turning around to look at her dead on. she flinches to attention like a child called to attention.

"uh...i just wanted to make sure that you were alright, what she did was really fucked up."

"oh," you mouth, grateful that after something so embarrassing this girl who you barely knew was waiting in a crappy bathroom to make sure you were alright. if it was possible your crush on her just grows. "thank you. that means a lot to me."

her face lights up so brightly you think it could light up a city.

"no problem! i mean, really who cares that much about weed, anyway? i've never cared about bush anyway-"

the room gets silent.

as she quickly rushes out an apology and leaves, all you can think about is how its weird you've been shocked like this twice in a span of ten minutes, and that you have got to ask hazel callahan on a date.

i made this a lot cuter than it was in my dream. i was in the bathroom, looking at these really nice coats on the counter ?? when the door opened, hazel just said "y'know ive never minded bush" and the sheer confusion made wake up.

i put my senior year english teacher in here because. i still hate that bitch.

#bottoms 2023 #bottoms movie #bottoms x reader #hazel #hazel callahan #hazel x reader #hazel callahan x reader #hazel callahan x you

[bgomtori]

16 : jealousy? maybe..

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written + smau !!

note: y/n gets slightly jealous, bad english.. 😭😭

as the teacher was going around the class to collect the exam scripts, you quickly stretched your aching body. who decided that it was a good idea for you guys to sit quietly, in a room for 1 hour and 50 minutes to do two math papers. for what seemed like forever, the invigilator was finally done counting the number of exam scripts, and dismissed the entire class. everyone groaned, expressing how tired they were and quickly went to their friends.

" y/n! " you turned around to see chaewon's dumbfounded look, already predicting on what she's about to say.

" WHY WAS THE PAPER SO HARD THIS YEAR. I SWEAR WHEN I FIND OUT WHICH TEACHER CREATED THE PAPER, IM GONNA GO RAMPAGE ON THEM BRO. IM ACTUALLY GOING TO LOSE IT. IM GOING TO FAIL, LIKE ACTUALLY. " chaewon whined, shaking you around. you felt that everyone was staring at you two with a weird look, you quickly apologised to the surrounding classmates, and shushed chaewon,

" shut up bro, you're so loud. at this point if you pass it'll be a miracle. " chaewon stared in disbelief,

" are you calling me stupid right now. " she folded her arms, you quickly packed your bags and bidded goodbye to chaewon before she could start physically abusing you.

you walked down the hallways towards beomgyu's classroom, pushing pass the crowd. you stared at the sign that had beomgyu's class on it, slowly peeking into the classroom. you noticed that the class was empty except for beomgyu and another girl. the girl was pissing you off, she was practically giving your man heart eyes!!! unbelievable. you decided to stay civil, not wanting to create a scene, and waited outside, staring at your phone, listening into their conversation. beomgyu noticed you peeking your head into his classroom, and immediately wanted to leave, not like he wasn't already planning an escape route from the girl confessing to him.

beomgyu felt extremely uncomfortable around the girl, despite rejecting her, she still insisted to hang out with him.

" sorry but my friend is waiting for me. " beomgyu apologised, hoping that she'll finally leave him alone, but he was so wrong.

" is it that y/n girl, what's so good about her anyways? just hang out with me beomie" the girl rolled her eyes. beomgyu stared in shock and disgust, he cringed when she called him the nickname he'd only let y/n use.

" i already said no. get that through you thick ass skull. " beomgyu said aggressively, the girl furrowed her eyebrows at beomgyu's sudden retort and backed off and quickly walked out of the classroom. beomgyu paced towards where you were waiting. he nudged you that he was done as he waved at you. you hummed in response before walking down the stairs, beomgyu followed along beside you.

" who was that girl, she's kinda weird for asking you out on an exam day.." you asked, curious, despite it not being any of your business.

" just someone who just confessed to me. apparently today was a special day to her, that's why she asked me on an exam day.. why? are you jealous? " beomgyu teased, you pursed your lips, you definitely were but you didn't want to admit it, the feeling of the jealousy butterflies really made you uncomfortable, you bit your lip hesitantly, thinking of a response.

" nope, just curious. " you replied nonchalently, beomgyu noticed your sudden pause before replying and smirked,

" mm i think you are though.. " you turned to face him with a ' what the fuck? ' look. he chuckled at your reaction, knowing that you would try to fight back, he decided to say something before you could.

" hmm, if you don't like me being asked out, why not you give me one of your hairties, i'll place it around my wrist. " beomgyu suggested, the tip of his ears turning into a slight red colour, slightly embarrassed that he said that. he waited for your response, dying to know your answer, he's been wanting to ask for your hairtie for a long time, wanting to show everyone who he belongs to. you stared at him in shock, feeling the back of your neck starting to get warm, silence thickening as you thought of a response.

" i don't mind you getting asked out.. you don't need to go to such extent.. " you answered, avoiding the stares beomgyu was giving you. beomgyu frowned, a disappointed " oh " left his mouth, which made you have second thoughts. you fiddled around with the two coincidentally matching hairties on your wrist, it was two regular black hairties with similar looking cat charms on it. you bit your lip in hesitation,

" wrist. " you mumbled out, loud enough for only beomgyu to hear. beomgyu stopped in his tracks, tilting his head in confusion. you couldn't bare the silence, embarrassment creeping in as you felt the back of your neck and cheeks grow warmer by each second under his gaze. you just grabbed his wrist and placed the hairtie around it, adjusting it nicely.

" wha- " beomgyu stared at you in slight shock. his ears turned a darker hue of red. he wanted to die at that moment, he was flustered, extremely. flustered. you give him a nervous smile,

" you're lucky i have matching ones, now people will know who it belongs to. " beomgyu felt his heart racing at a faster pace, he swore the world sround you two stopped. he paused for a good 5 seconds before noticing that you were already at the main gate, about to leave the school compound. he quickly ran towards you and sent you home like normal.

#beomgyu fluff #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu smau #beomgyu x reader #txt beomgyu #txt scenarios #txt smau #beomgyu #txt imagines #txt fanfic

[bright-molina]

tara needs her time now… bc im in LOVE🤗🤗😭🤭

tara would 100% be for pda. no further comments

a/n YOU ARE SO RIGHT BABES this got way out of hand and its honestly more,,subtle (?) pda but i'm absolutely down for another addition to this with more relationship-esque pda

synopsis tara is, in fact, incredibly obsessed with you. it really isn't hard to tell.

wc 1.5k

TARA CARPENTER LOVE OF MY LIFE

No because she’s really into pda but is also just super clingy in general???

Oddly enough I don’t think her love language is physical touch (i think it’s quality time but that’s a different story) she’s genuinely just so very addicted to you

Before you start dating she gravitates towards you like nothing else

She knocks on your door at the very start of the day with breakfast in her hands and she hugs you for a little bit too long in greeting

You’ll get out of class and she’s there within seconds to walk with you to wherever you have to go next, her hand brushing against yours every few seconds (sometimes she’ll gather the courage to lock her pinky with yours and neither of you say a word about it but you both smile the rest of the day)

Whenever everyone in your little group is sitting around doing something she’ll casually ask whoever's next to you to go get her something and take their place within seconds of them getting up and she’ll revel in the feeling of your body pressed next to hers

Anyone asks her about it though and she’ll deny it with every fiber of her being, never wanting to be seen as even the slightest bit vulnerable

“Tara, do you like y/n?” “What? Shut the fuck up” 

“Aww you have a crush” “I’ll crush you if you even think about saying another word.” “That’s adorable.”

“Have you seen y/n?” “Why are you asking me?” "You’re just always with her is all” “What’s that supposed to mean -”

But then she sees you and you have this way of breathing out her name and smiling at her and she can’t get enough, she gets this weird feeling in the pit of her stomach and when you move around the room to say hi to everyone else she just so happens to follow you and - yeah okay she definitely has a crush. She can't deny it anymore

And you? Oh you’re driving Tara insane and you don’t even know

You gravitate towards her as much as she does to you, it genuinely feels weird not being in close proximity to her

You’ll put a hand on the small of her back and lead her through a room at parties to go get another drink with you

You’ll sit down next to her in the single class that the two of you share and move your chair closer to her bit by bit until you’re the perfect distance away to lean over and whisper to her whenever you want to

When it gets late you have no shame in taking her hand and begging her to stay with you in your dorm for just a little bit longer because “I just really like talking to you” and she obliges you every single time

The bolder you get, the bolder she gets and you're truly both thriving

Neither one of you has any kind of idea when is starts escalating, all you know is that one day Sam comes home and sees Tara laying across the couch with her head in your lap while you brush her hair back gently and her voice goes really high when she asks you if you wanna stay for dinner

She asks you both later “when did this happen?” and when tara answers “when did what happen?” Sam looks ready to rip her hair out. She doesn’t say anything else all night. Not even when Tara pops her head into her room later to inform her that you’re spending the night.

And it’s not until a few nights later (you’d somehow spent the last four days sleeping in her bed instead of your own) at another party Tara dragged you to that it even occurs to you what it is that Sam meant

Tara’s got you leaning back against the wall, hands set firmly on your waist, holding you to her while she leans in close with the half assed excuse of it being too loud in the house. She’d very quickly crossed the line from craving your touch to being addicted to it.

“Shit,” you laugh as you reach forward and brush her hair out of her eyes and Tara smiles. “What is it?”

Tara doesn’t hear anything you say. She only watches as you blink at her slowly and then watches how you bite your bottom lip to keep from smiling. Your mouth moves and she guesses you’re telling her something but whatever words you’re saying don’t process in her brain at all

She leans in closer, impossibly so. She pulls you down, forehead resting against yours, and stares at the pretty color staining your lips. A color she imagines everywhere. It’d taken every single bit of self control since you’d started staying with her to not give in to the urge to kiss you

You see the dazed look in her eyes and giggle a little bit, “You didn’t hear what I said did you?” and it’s as you thought, she hums and doesn’t utter a single word

“Okay fine,” you’re watching her carefully as you keep talking. “You’re so pretty, you know that?” Tara absentmindedly nods as she starts playing with the necklace you’re wearing. “I like you. Like a lot, a lot,” She utters this soft uh huh as she traces the chain up until her hands disappear in your hair. “Your sister thinks we’re dating and maybe we should be,” Her eyes start scanning your face. She looks into your eyes for a moment, a lazy smile playing on her lips as she gets a little bit lost, before trailing down and zeroing in on your lips and that pretty color she was so obsessed with.

Tara watches as your lips curl into a smirk and her brows furrow as she frowns, tuning back into the words you were saying for the first time in a bit and she can’t remember how she got so lost in you. “But since we aren't, maybe I’ll just go back to my dorm tonight.” “Wait what?”

You laugh a little bit and her smile returns. She moves back just enough to leave the haze you put her in without knowing and she looks you in the eyes again. The look she gives you is gentle and a little bit pleading as she begs, “Stay. With me. Please?”

“I will if you can tell me what I just told you,” Your hands fall onto her waist and you pull her closer when a group of people walks past the two of you. She stumbles into you a little bit and you only hold her tighter.

And Tara is determined to figure it out, she really is. Except the two of you are practically molded into one again and her mind is a little hazy from the drinks she’d had and she just feels so warm and comfortable when she’s with you and nothing is processing.

You watch as Tara tries her hardest to concentrate, tries her best to recall anything at all, and it really does take all your self control to not close the space between you and kiss her all soft and slow until she’s in an even deeper haze. The words she practically shouts at you break you out of your own thoughts.

“I like you,” Tara leans into you even more and her hands are pulling you in closer. “Like a lot.”

It’s a desperate attempt, she knows this, trying to get you to forget the little wager you’d made her while also spilling the feelings she’d felt for longer than she even knew. She hopes the way you smile is a good thing.

“You wanna know something?” You press your forehead to hers again and Tara fights to keep her eyes on you and listen to what you’re trying to tell her. “That was exactly what I said to you.”

That’s all you have to say. That’s all that’s needed before Tara grips your shirt and pulls you the last short distance and kisses you. Feverish and a little rough and so desperate to feel you all over her. It’s all she’s thought about.

You pull away from her only to slip your hand into her own before turning to leave the party, “Come on.” “Where are we going?” “Back to your apartment.”

You say it so simply, so easily, and you’ve got that soft, innocent smile she loves so much on as you look at her and it makes Tara’s mind run at a million miles a minute again. She stops you before you can keep walking and you turn to face her again, this time a little questioning and she watches as concern fills your eyes.

“Will you stay?” It’s a quiet moment amidst everything else. It’s genuine and vulnerable and yet Tara isn’t afraid of your answer. She trusts you, trusts that you’ll take care of her. She knows she’s right to when you step forward and kiss her again. Soft and sweet and she chases after you when you pull away, reveling in the way you give in and kiss her a few more times before really pulling away.

You’re so very serious when you look at her and tell her, “Of course I will.” Tara can see it. She gives you that smile she saves just for you before taking the lead and holding you close. She doesn’t let you go.

#tara carptenter #scream #scream vi #scream v #scream 6 #scream 5 #scream 2022 #tara carpenter x reader #scream x reader #scream imagine #tara carpenter imagine #tara carpenter x y/n #tara carpenter x you #scream movie

[pxgeturner]

keep you safe. keep you mine.

ghostface!miguel o'hara x reader. prologue.

you're a junior in college and you have a totally awesome boyfriend in the master's program. a girl from your school is murdered and your boyfriend is there to make sure you feel safe (college/uni!au as if its not obvious)

an. I've had this idea in my head for like a month. executive dysfunction is a little bitch so i've onlyy been able to sit down n write this today. I wrote part of it a work but most of it within the last hour. (it’s currently a bit past midnight on the first of october) which if u have been here for a while, know that’s v surprising for me. i really wanted this to be posted on the first of the month but what can u do. i’m just gonna queue it atp. this isn't very action packed bcz it's just a prologue. but im soooo excited. also, r is latina coded but can be read from any ethnic standpoint. also this has not been proofread.

warnings: r has a panic attack, mentions of death (slightly graphic description of a dead body)

wc. 1.2k

you can’t change the channel. you don’t know why. but you can’t. a girl from your university was killed just about an hour ago. you were going to turn on the run of practical magic that started about half an hour ago. you just keep watching the news-lady rehash the same information over and over again. the killer all but turned the poor girl inside out. she’s in your finance class. you worked on a group assignment with her. she’s one of those girls who tries to maintain the hierarchy of high school in college. which is total bullshit, you’re third years for crying out loud! she’s passive aggressive, sure, but she should’ve had so much more time to grow. so you’re sitting there. bundled in blankets, not able to press the button on the remote. 

PING! 

something hits the sliding glass door to the back porch. you don’t want to become chopped liver. so you stay in your seat. a few minutes pass, you think, and no more noise, so you turn back to the tv. 

thud thud. you ignore it, keeping my eyes on the screen. 

then my cell starts to ring. you jump in your seat, and search for it, lost in the blankets. It’s miguel. you pick up the call. 

“hey mickey, you scared me.”

“sorry, baby. mind opening the door? It’s a little fresh out here?”

“the slide door?”

“yeah,”

you untangle myself from the blankets and approach the glass. you turn on the outside light, and it’s him. you unlock the door and let him in. he kisses your cheek as he comes in. “hey, angel,”

“hey yourself,”

“where are your parents?” you shut the door

“concert, pop surprised mama with tickets to a merengue singer. gloria something.”

he nods and comes in to hug you. “how’s your night been angel? The news is on? why’s it still playing?” he strokes your hair “you know if you keep watching this fear mongering shit it’s gonna just make you anxious, baby.”

“yeah…” you melt into him, feeling safe with your big strong boyfriend here. “can you stay the night?”

“’course baby. anything for my sweet girl.” he leads you back to the couch, “what do you want to watch?”

“practical magic, but it’s already running.”

“don’t you have the dvd?”

“OMG YES” you jump out of your seat and dash over to the tv stand, opening the dvd stash drawer. “HERE IT IS” you wave it around in triumph before inserting it into the player. 

once you’re back on the couch your boyfriend goes “if you have it on dvd why would you watch it on cable?”

you pout at him “it felt special. like they were playing it just for me. it was the perfect time.”

he shakes his head and chuckles, “you’re just too cute, baby.”

… 

“she talked shit about you, y’know.” gwen says after she tossed a penny into the fountain. 

“what?” the two of you start walking to the dining hall

“that girl, ava whatever? she was in my drawing class after your finance class with her. she like, thought you were obsessed with her.”

you stop in your tracks. “wait. what the fuck?”

she steps back and turns to face you. “yeah. i didn’t tell you because i figured if she never said anything to your face it wouldn’t be a big issue.”

“ok…” this is confusing “a: what did she say and b: why are you telling me this?”

“she said you’d stare at her. and that you look like you look like a… what did she say?… ‘a brainless mutt’ and other shit. she only said shit like that a couple times. and i ripped her a new one both times.” she gestures for you to keep walking. you realize today they probably have pizza and she wants to get there before they run out. “i’m telling you this so you don’t feel too bad. she wasn’t some innocent soul, she was a bitch. you’re so nice. but i don’t want you wasting your emotions on her.”

you think about all this information as you two walk. you never really liked ava. she totally thought of herself as a queen bee, and that’s so icky. the class you had together is tiered with semi-circular layout. you sat at one end, and she did at the other. when you space out, you guess it might seem like staring, but, like. what the hell?

and then you see miguel. he’s in a booth with peter, mj, and miles. you and gwen go up to the table.

“hey, angel”

“hi mickey,”

“they have soup, got some for you. cranberry juice too.” your favorite food and your favorite juice? he’s heaven.

you smile so big it almost hurts.

“did you get me food?” gwen asks miles

“i- uh, didn’t know what you wanted,” gwen glares at him– it’s a joke but when you’re on the other end it doesn’t feel like it. “-but there’s plenty of pizza left! i haven’t gotten food yet. i wanted to wait for you.” gwen smiles and offers him her hand. the two of them leave and you slide into the booth, next to miguel. 

“how was break?” peter asks. 

“it was good! love being with my family as usual.”

“and miguel, i’m sure,” mj winks playfully. 

“i was at my parents house!”

“and miguel went over every time you offered.” peter says before taking a sip of his coffee. 

“he’s so in love with you. it’s an obsession.” mj jokes. 

miguel drapes his arm round your shoulder exaggeratedly. “gotta keep my girl safe, there’s some freaks who’d want to hurt her.” you elbow him lightly to tell him to stop joking like that. 

somewhere along the line after gwen and miles get back, the subject changes to them trying to convince you and gwen to go to graduate school. 

“you’re so smart! You could study classical literature! or ethical studies! or ethnic studies! genders studies.”

“oh my god parker please stop throwing studies in my face. i’m so happy y’all are having a good time in the master’s program. and i’m so glad that miles is planning to go do that kind of path too,” you lean back, head supported by miguel’s arm. “i just have no desire to be a career academic. by the time i graduate i’ll have spent seventeen years of my life on education. After i get that diploma i just want to write.”

“and that’s exactly what you’re gonna do, doll.” 

a few days later, and the weekend has arrived. you’re in miguel’s room, a tim burton film playing as you two cuddle. 

the movie gets drowned out by the sound of an alarm, coming from your phones. it’s an emergency alert from the police. someone else has been found dead. someone from your school. your breath turns shallow and a lump forms in your throat. you’re crying. you can’t breathe. everything is blurry. your chest feels heavy. miguel holds you, whispering in your ear reassurances. he’d never let anyone touch you. you’re safe. nothing bad is ever going to happen to you. he’s here to protect you. 

thank god you have miguel to protect you from everything evil outside.

#my writing #miguel my love #scream #ghostface!miguel o’hara #miguel o'hara #ghostface!miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x fem!reader #miguel o’hara x you #atsv #accross the spiderverse #atsv miguel #atsv x reader

[b1rd1e-ch1rps]

can i js talk abt how annoying this one girl is rq?

just a quick disclaimer, im not TRYING to talk shit i js rlly dont know what to do and i need advice

so basically right she says “god im likr a 12 yr boy” and i go “why do you think that?” and she goes “i own a minecraft shirt”.

what the fuck.

like no a piece of clothing does not mean that you are a twelve year old boy (shes not trans, she’s she/her and straight like me)

like girl is the ‘taylor swift’ basic white girl.

and she like bullies me as well

she tells me shit like ‘ur bass is ugly’, ‘ur ugly’, ‘ur singing sucks’, ‘lovejoy is shit’, ‘you should like taylor instead’, shit like that

she forced me to listen to taylor and put like ‘swiftie’ in all my bios and put certain pfps and when i didnt know something abt taylor she would like slap me and shit

and her humor is like everytime i say even the word ‘lovejoy’ she slaps my shoulder and says something like ‘shut up’ or ‘here we go again’

and she knows i have like anger issues and stuff and she acts as if im lying like when i get mad she goes ‘dude it was a joke’ and ‘here we go again, you always do this’ and im too scared to say anything

and so going back to the stereotypical ‘twelve year old boy’ thing i go ‘i dont think most twelve year old boys listen to taylor and laufey’ (the stereotype that im thinking of they like shit like arctic monkeys and kanye’ (this was based of the boys in my class in my form group in y7 btw)

and like girl goes ‘yeah well i play football’ and me (being a football player/nerd) go ‘what position’ and her response:

‘welllll i play with my dad and we only do like passing and stuff’

and the thing is right is we are like best friends

and im not trying to purposefully like talk shit its just that once she kind of like stopped being friends with me and posted like my real name and my face online (which she knows im not comfortable about) and like made like hate vids on me and would like talk shit abt me in the corridors js loud enough so i could hear her and it made me want to genuinely kill myself

so idk what to do :<

i might post this on my other acc, idk

#birdie chirps #birdie rambles #not my usual shebang but wtv

[tokusaatsus]

HELLO REQUESTS OPEN IM HERE AS SOON AS I SEE can i request nazu and/or kasa and or anyone else you wanna include with the idea of him overhearing that you like him....

WHEN THEY OVERHEAR YOU CONFESSING

ft. aoi hinata, kagehira mika, suou tsukasa

© tokusaatsus 2022

warnings: mentions of nausea/sickness (mika)

“So? Who do you like?”

Your best friend’s voice is loud and cheerful, and you hurry to shush him (Shut up, Subaru!) before he announces to the whole fucking world that L/N Y/N has a big, fat crush! in the middle of class cleaning duty, to boot. Honestly, you’re surprised he hasn’t done it yet because, as much as you love him, he can be loud.

“You already know!” He gives you the puppy eyes, and you cave–but not before looking around furtively to make sure no one’s listening. “I like…”

“Hippii? Like, Aoi? Like, the one from 2wink?”

While normally, Hinata wouldn’t appreciate the blatant shock in Akehoshi-senpai’s voice (why does he sound so surprised? Hinata can be likeable!), at this point in time he can’t exactly blame the other boy. Really? Him? His eyes are wide as he slides down the wall, hitting the floor with a slight thump. He’d just meant to deliver a message from sensei, not overhear…that… You…like him?

“Yes,” You sound exasperated, as though you’re answering his unspoken question. He can picture your face right now, eyebrows furrowed and a pout on your lips as you glare at your best friend.

Oh, wow. Wow, just. Wow. You like him. You, literally the most amazing person in the world (second to only himself and Yuuta-kun, of course!), like him. Him, Aoi Hinata.

This can’t be real, Hinata thinks. This literally cannot be happening.

He never gets this lucky. Ever. His whole life has pretty much been (and he hates to put it this way but there’s literally no way else to say it that would really drive the point home) one L after the other. And not the money kind, if you get his drift. So, something like this? To have the person he’s been crushing on for the better part of a year (much to Yuuta-kun’s chagrin–he hates when his aniki gets all lovey-dovey over something you said or did that day) to not just like him as a friend, but to actually reciprocate his romantic feelings? There’s no way.

He resists the urge to squeal and fan himself like a blushing schoolgirl encountering her ikemen crush. What does he do? Does he go inside and confess? But that would imply he overheard you… Hinata considers WWYKD (What Would Yuuta-kun Do) and… Oh. Oh, God, Yuuta-kun.

He’s going to be insufferable about this.

“Eh, Mikki? For real?”

When Mika went back to class to get his forgotten notebook (Oshi-san would be real mad if he didn’t bring it to practice), the last thing he expected was to hear you…say you like him? Like, romantically? Is that it?

He stands frozen in the doorway, unsure. What does he do now? Does he say something? Does he tell you he likes you too? But that should be a given, isn’t it? Of course he likes you. Who wouldn’t like you? You’re so nice and sweet, and you always help him out when he’s stuck on some stupid problem… You never call him dumb or berate him, you’re always smiling cheerfully… You always share your snacks with him, and you think his stuffed toys are adorable…

If someone didn’t like you, Mika thinks, then there’s definitely something wrong with them.

Yes or no? Should he just pretend nothing ever happened? Which would you prefer? What if he says he likes you, but just makes you more uncomfortable? He doesn’t want you to hate him! That would be, like, the nightmare scenario for him.

(Just imagining a time where you don’t smile at Mika, don’t laugh with him instead of at him, hurts in a way he can’t really explain.)

(It makes his stomach churn–but not the way it does when he’s eaten too much and feels sick. It mostly feels like he wants to cry and scream all at once. It gives him a headache too, which sucks, and makes it even harder to focus when he gets all…dizzy.)

Hng. All this thinking is overheating his brain…

“Nyeeeh…”

At the sound of Error 404, Mika.exe has stopped working, you jump. “Mika! What are you doing here?”

“Nnagh…” Mika looks down at his feet. Might as well get it over with, right? “I like ya too, Y/N…”

“Huh? Kyashi?”

Tsukasa lets out a squeak that is most assuredly unbecoming of the Suou heir, and immediately claps a hand over his mouth after to stifle the sound. His face is burning. This was not at all what he thought he would hear when he entered the classroom after hours.

The voices quiet, and you call out, rather suspiciously, “Is someone there?”

Tsukasa forces himself to not respond, carefully attempting to regulate his breathing the way Ritsu-senpai does when he wants to seem asleep so Sena-senpai doesn’t force him to practise (it never works). But it seems luck is on his side, because Akehoshi-senpai monopolises your attention once again and you forget about the sound you heard.

He takes a moment to breathe. Let’s calm down, and think about this rationally. Fact: he likes you. He has for…a while, in fact. Fact: apparently, you…you like him too. Fact: the reason he hasn’t confessed is because he doesn’t think he could bear being rejected by you.

But…now that he’s certain of your feelings towards him, there’s no reason for him not to tell you, no? The chances that you’ll reject him are much less compared to before. Tsukasa sucks in a quick breath. He could do it right now. He could…walk in there and say: Y/N! I love you! Please date me!

He stands up, eyes blazing. Yes! He can do this! He will do this! Right now! がんばれ, Tsukasa-kun!

Then, he pauses and reconsiders. Maybe not right now, in front of Akehoshi-senpai. If he messes it up, Akehoshi-senpai will tell Trickstar (Hidaka-senpai, Yuuki-senpai, Isara-senpai and, God forbid, Onee-sama!?). Isara-senpai is childhood friends with Ritsu-senpai, who will pass on to Narukami-senpai (a notorious gossip) and then the whole school (but especially Sena-senpai…he shudders at the thought) will know that he failed in his confession to you.

So, not right now but…tomorrow for sure.

notes!

WC: 1k words

reze txt HI ATE !! ik u said nazu/kasa but i have written. Way too much ra*bits and not enough of my faves. hence the mika + hinata (first time writing them which is. a crime) that being said, i hope u enjoyed it nd i was able to do ur prompt justice… it’s so cute screams and cries ILY <3

#✒️…scribbles! #aoi hinata x reader #kagehira mika x reader #suou tsukasa x reader #enstars x reader #aoi hinata #kagehira mika #suou tsukasa #2wink #valkyrie #knights #enstars #esworks

[crushedsweets]

it’s been a while back so i’m w more song analysis!! this is too long i’m warning u now. in fact this might not even be readable im so sorry it’s just. so much rambling 😭

when memories snow (more mitski mm also i got tickets for her tour and i will not shut up ab it!!! she’s so cool!!!!!!!) is incredibly tim coded. the very sinister chords at the chorus, really makes you *feel* him spiralling - and the LYRICS ugh very ‘i’m trying to ignore/suppress my memories but they keep coming back against my will’ slash ‘bottling up all my feelings and forging on with my work. pretending they don’t exist’

hate yourself by tv girl is very nina x kate (in the sense of kate watching nina destroy herself for a man who does not even like her) ough. ‘i think you’d fall in love with anyone who fell in love with you / and they frequently do’ BC KATE DID!! kate fell in love with her!! also ‘i’ll just wait til those arms belong to me’ is so subtly manipulative which is very. yeah. kate’s definitely not perfect and i wouldn’t put her above being like that if she really wanted to. + the deceptively happy instrumental with vaguely dark lyrics = nina being overly outgoing and social to make up for the fact that her mental state is in absolute shambles (poor bby)

the wolf by siamés is both tim and brian but i think leans more brian (what is it with this man that makes me think of ‘walking music’. ykwim? the chain, the wolf, house of the rising sun all remind me of him. all very slow-threatening-determined-walk songs) once again, driving beat, heavy bassline. (i play bass guitar so i love a song w an interesting bass part) i think shows resilience as well as grounding - imo he’s always been one of the more mature / level-headed creeps, to the point he’s very self aware. this man knows exactly what he’s doing at all times. ‘somewhere far away i can hear your call’ even in the future when he thinks he’s escaped from slender he knows deep down he’ll never be truly free…. yes ok

keep myself alive by get scared for jane. she’s so angry - AS SHE SHOULD BE and i feel it’s just a audible version of her rage. ‘i just wanna leave this place behind / everytime i see your face in mine’ because her and jeff have the same burned face thing going on…….. ough. she can never escape from the man who ruined her life. the guitar shifting from this melancholy, reverb-y tone in the verses to the loud distortion in the chorus reflecting her mood shifting from self-pity to raw anger

bonus: class of 2013 by mitski x toby

i should rlly make a playlist for each creep but i use musi not spotify 💔

- 🌙 anon

sorry for making u read all of this ❤️

anon. oh my god. i need you to know how often i think about this ask. and how guilty i feel knowing i shouldve responded forever ago but kept putting it off. im going to respond now with shame. thank you so much for your patience. my god

when memories snow for tim is soooo real. i associate him with a longing for life before slendy, while also repressing it cuz it hurts knowing itll never ever come back. going to bars, hanging out in his friends apartments, going to class, late night driving... "I shovel all those memories, clear the path to drive to the store" i think even the imagery of him shoveling snow out of a driveway gives off that sort of strong, cold idea of him. and 'drive to the store' obv being...proxy work... SO SAD

ALSO FUCK NINAKATE MENTION IM IN TEARS ok listen. theyre both really bad. and i super agree that kate might be a bit deceptive and manipulative (intentionally or not) cuz she wants nina to completely remove jeff and take his place (NOT HIS ROLE, just his place in ninas arms). also "how long will it take before you start to hate yourself and go straight to the arms of someone else" i think its undeniable that ninas obsession with romance is related to her own self image, and kate doesnt really like herself that much either. "im not saying that you love me, im not saying anything" OHH BUT SHE WANTS NINA SOOO BAD... man.

also im absolutely in love with how you take the sound itself into account, not just lyrics. the way you explain the wolf connecting to brians determination, reslience, and grounding presense is SOOO PERFECT and i can see it in the first few lyrics as well. the also "sneaking in the pain, every truth becomes lie / i wont trust myself once i hear your call" THATS TIM AND BRIAN COME ON GUYS DO YOU HEAR THIS

also i love keep myself alive. i heavily agree she has every right to be angry, and thats a core part of her character - rage, grief, strength. "to sleep i of course think i'm stronger now / to sleep i gotta catch myself" im crying. the sleep menton + she feels alone. she has a support system, a literal wife, but she still holds all of her grief on her own shoulders. who the fuck else can relate to being violently stalked for months, walking in on your parents being tortured together, being attacked, nearly burnt alive, then LOSING your parents? also "how could this dark cloud make me stronger now" i think a lot of people would have told her that her experience made her a survivor and made her strong and whatnot. but i dont think she feels that way. i think she feels like a victim, she feels tortured, she feels like that same little girl who'd sleep in her parents bed after a nightmare - but this isnt a nightmare she can wake up from. her parents bed burnt to ashes. there is relief in just letting yourself grieve and hurt - but she's so beyond focused on being strong. and it doesnt make sense to her. doesnt make sense how she can be strong after all of that . but she is, cuz she has to be

ALSO YES OH MY FUCKING GOD CLASS OF 2013 DFUCK FUCKFUCKF FIFJF FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKK i dont even need to explain why this gets me. yall already know. my god

#asks #anaon im so sorry again #you always bring me beautiful things #thank you #long post

[haitaniplug]

FAVOUR PRETTY PLEASE

sanzu x fem!reader

summary: sanzu needs a favour & you need a ride to your party.

content: 18+ mdni , horny!sanzu , hand job , hair pulling , nipple play , oral (m) , riding , dirty talk, sanzu is 19, reader is 18.

can't believe im fuckin' doing this shit. sanzu thought as he knocked on senju's door. he knew you were inside there because you had came over whilst senju was at martial arts class. she had left this afternoon around 4PM.

an hour or so later, you had rang the doorbell and takeomi let you inside, telling you to wait in senju's room. sanzu watched from the kitchen as you carried a duffel bag inside and headed straight upstairs, only making brief eye contact with sanzu.

"what's she in here for?" sanzu asked takeomi who was on the couch, lighting his cigarette. "dunno, probably a sleepover or something."

sanzu groaned out loud, he hated senju's friends over. you were sort of an exception. you would always give him fuck me eyes whenever you both made eye contact. he swear he saw them, each time he walked past senju's room whenever you were over, you would be staring at him.

he shook the thoughts aside though and headed straight for his room. on the way there, senju's door was wide open and you were on her bed, facing downwards as you were reading some sort of english text book. he recgonised that textbook from school, when he was in your grade, he had studied that book too.

so you were doing homework? that's responsible of you. but his eyes trailed downwards— only naturally of him. you were wearing a skirt, not particuarly short, but he could see your inner thigh from the way you were laid out on the bed. and from the thigh, his gaze travelled higher and he saw the black short shorts you wore underneath.

his breath hitched when he realised he was being a pervert and continued to walk past senju's room and into his own. the entire time he was in his room, all he thought about was you. your body just looked so soft, his fingertips were tingling at the thought of just carressing your body.

fuck he was getting hard. he tried to think of something disgusting like, granny titties, but the thought quickly changed, what did your titties look like? sanzu groaned into his pillow— he shouldn't be thinking of his younger sisters best friend like this.

but lust quickly clouded his thoughts as he stood up from his bed and found himself walking towards senju's room. the door was still wide open, but he knocked anyways to get your attention.

you turned around and removed a earbud from your ear, "yes?" you shifted from your lying down position to sitting up, patting the spot on senju's bed next to you. sanzu inhaled sharply before entering the room, shutting the door behind him.

"i need you to do me a favour." sanzu said as he sat down next to you. you raised your brow, "depends on the favour." sanzu grabbed your hand and placed it on his erection. your eyes widened feeling how hard it was.

"holy shit." was your only response. "is this cause of me?" you said with a sly smirk on your face, fingers tracing shapes softly over his cock hidden inside his sweats.

"yes." a sharp exhale escaped his lips as you pressed harder against it. "so what do you want me to do?" you looked at him under your lashes and he cursed mentally. those were the fuck-me eyes you always sent him. he knew he wasn't hallucinating.

"isn't it fuckin' obvious?" he said sharply and you shook your head. "no it's not. i need you tell me what you want sanzu. gotta use your big boy words."

he hated this so much. why were you so extra? sanzu brought his fingers up to his temple, rubbing them in thought before pulling away and making eye contact with you. "i want to fuck you." he made sure every syllable got to your head as he spoke clearly.

a grin formed on your face and you removed your last ear bud, "can you repeat that? i couldn't hear you?"

this bitc-

"you're so fucking annoying."

"i know," you smiled before sitting up on the bed, properly facing him this time. "but if im going to do this, i need you to do me a favour."

"what do you want? if its money then no."

you rolled your eyes, "im not a prostitute haru." sanzu looked you up and down and gave you a suggestive look making you gasp, "rude!"

"i was just playin' calm down." he grabbed your arm to make sure you stayed in place, "but seriously, tell me your favour."

"you need to drive me and senju to this party tonight." party? "fuck no." sanzu responded and you rolled your eyes, "then no action for you. have fun with that," you pressed your palm flat on his erection making him hiss. "okay- shit stop doing." he removed your hand placed it on your own lap. "okay, i'll drive you. that all?"

"i can have more things?"

"no."

"okay then that's all." you shrugged, "you in or?"

sanzu took a moment to think about it. was he really about to waste his evening to be an uber driver to two annoying girls? "what time is this party?"

"like um," you paused your sentence to bring out your phone, scrolling through your messages, "like 9pm. we will come home at like 11 maybe."

"fuck no. that's way too late." sanzu shook his head, his protective brother side coming out and you scoffed, "it's not a big deal."

"im not dealing with two drunk girls at 11 fucking pm. no."

"it's not just two.” you held two fingers out, “me senju and two more people. they're from our class."

as if that fucking helps anything. sanzu scoffs "im not a fucking taxi driver, drive yourself."

"i don't have my license dip shit, i can't! cmon a favour for a favour. pretty please." you stuck your bottom lip out in an obviously fake pout. sanzu leaned back, resting his back on the bed as he brought his hands over his eyes.

you watched as he seemed to be thinking about your preposition. "sanzu, you need something, i need something, i think it's a fair deal." you shrugged, "if anything, i think the deal on my part is worse. im letting you use me, whilst i just want to use your car."

sanzu sat up from the bed, "okay fine. but you're coming home at 10."

"11."

"10:30."

"11:15."

you and sanzu held a glaring contest. your eyes narrowed as you stared at him. eventually he sighed , "fine. 10:55. take it or leave it,"

"fine whatever." you stood up from the bed and headed towards the door. "you coming?" you asked as he was still sat on senju's bed.

"where are you going?"

"to your room. i'm not fucking my best friends brother on my best friends bed. that's just evil,"

sanzu shrugged before standing up, shutting the door behind him. he grabbed your hand and led you to his room, locking the door as he entered.

"okay make this fast." you removed your skirt and your shorts underneath, laying flat on your back on his bed. "not like you'd last long anyways."

"you got a huge mouth on you y'know that right?" sanzu stepped forward and grabbed your ankles, tugging you forward so you were at the edge of the bed. he reached underneath his waist band and pulled his cock out, "time to shut you up."

you looked up at him, before sighing. grabbing the base of his cock, you stroked it. "can't believe im doing this shit," you mumbled as you stroked it. "too mouthy yn." sanzu ripped your hand off his cock and took control, placing it at the entrance of your lips, "open it."

you rolled your eyes, opening your mouth and winced as he shoved it inside, instantly hitting the back of your throat. you tapped on his thigh, trying to tell him to let up but he ignored you. "you're mouth is so hot- shit." sanzu started to thrust inside and you closed your eyes to stop the tears from flowing.

you felt some of his precum drip down your throat and you impulsivly swallowed making him shiver as your throat closed up so tight around his tip. "don't do that." he laughed cold heartedly as he pulled out, leaving just the tip in before thrusting inside again, making you choke loudly.

you opened your eyes to glare at him from where you were knelt. sanzu pouted before running his fingers along your cheekbones. "don't stare at me like that, it's turning me on."

although you couldn't speak, you managed to muffle out, "fuck you."

sanzu pressed his cock impossibly deeper down your throat making the tears finally fall down your face. "rememeber who's in charge here."

you nodded, now finally being the submissive pet sanzu wanted from the start. sanzu smiled and lightly slapped your cheek as he pulled out, watching your hands instantly go to your throat as you coughed. "that was so uncalled for." you tried to sound aggressive but your voice was hoarse, almost like you had lost it.

"try talk back to me sounding like that, its comedic." sanzu laughed and pushed your shoulders down onto the bed, making you lay flat. "arms up," you did as he said as he removed your shirt, reaching underneath you to undo your bra.

"so this is what they look like." he fondled with your breasts before leaning down and taking your nipple into his mouth. you hissed softly as he started to suck on it, you watched as his saliva stained your breast and he sucked on it greedily.

he moved to your other nipple, his fingers playing with the one he just sucked. you squirmed underneath him as the sensation was too much. you’d never been shown this much attention on your breasts alone.

sanzu sat up between your legs, removing his shirt and your hands reached out and ran your hands down his chest. there was faint abs, not that obvious but you could feel them as if they were detailedly drawn on.

sanzu pinned your hands above your head. “did i say you can touch?” you shook your head and he smiled, leaning down he pressed his lips against yours. you tilted your head to the side and parted your lips as you felt his tongue prodding at your bottom lip. his tongue entered your mouth and instantly came into contact with yours.

it was messy. messy and you liked it. your thighs closing around sanzus body as he was on top of you. sanzu pulled away from the kiss and pulled his cock out, rubbing his length along your clothed cunt.

“you ready?” he asked and you nodded, “yes— please hurry.” your voice was whiny as you lifted your hips up to make his tip rub against your pussy. sanzu gripped both of your hips, pressing them into the bed to stop you from doing that.

“dripping already?” his hands slid down and pulled down your panties, revealing your soaking cunt. his fingers teased your clit. you let out a soft gasp as his fingers only just brushed against your clit. “sanzu—hurry.” you rolled your hips onto his fingers for more friction but he slapped your thigh, “i said stop.”

his gaze travelled back to your pussy, eyes widening as he saw how easy his finger slid inside you. with his finger fully lubricated in your juices, sanzu slid in and out of you easily. you started to get louder with your moans, bringing your hands up to your face to cower in embarrassment.

sanzu angles his finger upward, pressing directly into your g spot. inhaling sharply, you clenched around his fingers. sanzu takes note of this and continuously brushes his fingers against that exact spot. your moans growing louder, panting heavier.

annoyance fled through you as it was getting too much to handle. you hips stuttered from the sensation but sanzu held you in place, making you take it. “haru— i can’t—.”

“you can and you will.” he said and added another finger, pressing against that special spot he noted inside of you with both fingers made your body started to twitch. “stop! slow down-,”

sanzu ignored you and focused on the squelching sounds your body was making instead. continuing his assault with his fingers, his thumb came up and started to rub your clit, he pressed down with little force as he moved the nub side to side with the tip of his thumb.

your hands reached out, grabbed a pillow as you let out an insanely loud moan as your g spot was being stimulated from the inside and outside. you sobbed and panted into the pillow as your orgasm was approaching.

your hips lifted up and off the mattress as you gushed around sanzus fingers. whines and sobs escaping your mouth as he pulled out. you removed the pillow from your face and stared at sanzu with half lidded eyes.

that single orgasm took out so much energy from you and he hasn’t even fucked you yet. your gaze from sanzus face dropped down to his cock. “turn around for me.”

you nodded and sat up, even though your legs were trembling, you managed to get on all fours. sanzu grabbed your hips and pulled you towards him, your cunt touching the tip of his cock.

he only teases you with it, rubbing it back and forth along your lips as if to build up tension. “please…”

“use your big girl words yn.” you could practically see the smile on his face as he spoke despite the fact he was behind you. he’s using your words against you. “please— inside…” you clawed at the bedsheets in frustration.

with the confirmation, sanzu finally penetrates you, his entire length balls deep inside with a single thrust. his grip on your hips was dangerous as he pressed you against the mattress. “fuck—so fuckin’—tight.” he started to move in and out and your fingers gripped at the sheets.

you’re already losing strength in your arms and he’s just started. with each thrust, you could hear the loud claps both your bodies made.

you hear sanzu chuckle behind you as he watches you struggle to keep yourself upright . “can’t take it?” his sadistic side comes out and his hand reaches out and grabs your neck, pressing you deeper into the bed whilst his other hand grabs both of your wrists and pins them to your back.

he slams inside you relentlessly, his pace is so fast you can’t keep up. your moans muffled by your face being shoved into the sheets. “arch your back further,” he says, stilling inside you as he waits for you to adjust yourself.

his grip on your wrists loosened and you brought yourself back on all fours— thinking you had the strength to hold yourself up. but the thought crumbled as soon as he gave you a single thrust, your entire body weight came crashing down. “can’t even do simple instructions . i said arch your back.” he pushed you down further into the bed,pounding inside you without break.

“h-haru! haru—fuck- s-slow down!” you were screaming out of your mind as your body felt like it was being electrocuted. it was all too much for you. you cried out into the sheets as you reached behind you to tap his arm almost like you did when you were choking around his cock. sanzu grabbed your hand, pinning it behind your back as he continued pounding inside you.

you felt his thrusts come to an end and he pulled out. you thought it was over and silently prayed because your body couldn’t take anymore. “i feel bad for you.” he spoke out, sitting down on the bed and lifting you up, placing you on his lap, “so i’ll let you take control. ride me pretty.”

“aren’t you sweet.” you fake pouted as you adjusted yourself on top of him. “just get to work.” sanzus grip on your waist tightened as he spoke. you nodded and reached under you, grabbing his length and positioning it at your entrance. moaning softly as he slid inside you easily. you bit your bottom lip as he bottomed out and your arms were around his shoulders as you grinded your hips in a circle.

“haru.” you moaned, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. your fingers finding refuge inside his hair, playing with the strands as you moved at your own pace.

you feel sanzus hands slide down your waist, before grabbing your ass with both hands, kneading them in his grip as he helps lift you up and down. sanzu groaned as you clenched around his length again, whimpering on his neck as you fucked yourself on him.

sanzu tugged on your earlobe gently, “how does it feel baby?” you bit your lip at the pet name before responding. “you feel so good haru—,” you were getting so turned on, you needed more. this slow pace wasn’t enough.

not long later, you increased your pace, reaching behind you as you started to bounce on his cock faster. you stopped bouncing to roll your hips slowly then started bouncing again.

“fuck— slow down. shit-,” sanzu muttered before attaching his lips to your nipple, sucking the tip before biting gently. it was too much for you, “i can’t haru— i need-,” you cut your self off as your hips stuttered and you suddenly came around his length.

sanzu groaned around your breast and quickly pulled you off of him before he came inside you. you were both panting and breathing heavily as you just stared at each other before breaking out into laughter.

“that was probably the best i’ve ever had.” you admitted and sanzu just hummed, gripping your chin and kissing you. you wrapped your arms around his nape, pressing your body against his as he sucked on your lips.

“what time is it?” he asked, lips still touching yours. you pulled away, reaching behind you and turning on your phone. “like 6pm”

“senju will be home soon,” he said gently lifting you up and off his lap. “go get ready.”

you nodded, grabbing your clothes and putting them on as he grabbed his shirt and changed aswell. you slid off the bed, legs failing instantly as you stood up. sanzu laughed as he watched you struggle to keep yourself upright. “have fun partying.” he winked and pointed towards the door.

“i hate you.” you grabbed your phone and limped outside of his room, closing the door behind you.

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just this once, okay? | bruce yamada x fem!reader

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@bettyssneaker @ellemfaoh @finneysbaseball @urfavkorean @retirement-home

okay so even though it's the baseball game i know nothing about baseball so there's none in this but enjoy the cuteness. also i don't hate the house on mango street, i just chose a book from the 80s 😭

a/n: for the sake of the story, everyone is the same age (16-17) and in junior year of high school, except gwen, who is a freshman. and the grabber doesn't exist because i said so.

when a crushing and helpless bruce yamada seeks aid from an unaware and breezy y/n, he suggests they fake date in order to make his crush jealous. what could go wrong? they were friendly, and y/n was beautiful. bruce’s plan is fool proof. at least that’s what he thinks.

❦

it was another boring wednesday morning with ms. rhodes, your calculus teacher. you didn't have this class at the same time as bruce, but he followed the 'always do your calculus homework' rule.

"hey, dipshit," vance whispered, throwing a gum wrapper at your head. "what's the answer to number five?"

"i don't know." you answered, throwing the crumpled wrapper back at him. "why would i know?"

"your grades have been getting better in this class, dumb fuck." he grumbled. "oh, i see." he added after seeing the dumbfounded look on your face. "it isn't you, it's your little fake boyfriend."

"shut up, vance!" you hissed, attracting the attention of the two students in front of you. you gave them an awkward smile, turning back to vance. "don't say it out loud, idiot."

"are you ashamed of your fake boyfriend?" he teased, an over dramatic gasp leaving his mouth. "wow, see, if i was fake dating bruce yamada, i'd go insane. especially if it was crazy obvious he's in love with me." he crossed his arms over his chest, a cocky grin on his face.

"do you like dudes?" you asked him, raising an eyebrow so it looked like you were genuinely asking.

"what? i- no, we've talked about this!" vance grumbled. "i'm talking about you!"

"what are you talking about?" you questioned. the look on your face must've been priceless, because vance started laughing. audibly laughing. and laughing was an understatement. he was cackling.

"mr. hopper, what is so funny?" your teacher asked. ms. rhodes was young, only about twenty-six, but working with high schoolers every day probably took off ten years from her lifespan.

"no, not funny, just stupid, i'm sorry!" vance breathed, his face bright red. the class was staring at the two of you, so your face was probably bright red too.

"okay, let's get back to the lesson." ms. rhodes sighed, shaking her head.

"you're an idiot, y/n/n." vance whispered after she turned her back. he snickered quietly to himself. your face truly was priceless.

bruce couldn't focus. not even on us history, and that was his best subject. when he tried focusing on something, his mind would go back to you. all morning, he looked forward to seventh period— physics, his worst class— because it was the only class he shared with you.

during lunch, bruce could barely touch his food. he picked at it with his fork for five minutes before setting it back down, and glancing around the lunch patio.

"dude, are you okay?" lucas' semi-raspy voice snapped bruce out of his thoughts. "you're staring into space."

"yeah, yeah, uh, no im not okay," bruce stuttered, running a hand over his face. "if i tell you something, you have to swear on everything that you won't tell anyone— and that includes violet."

"okay," lucas furrowed his eyebrows. bruce wasn't one to get this riled up over a dumb secret. "what's going on, you're acting weird."

"y/n and i aren't really dating," he admitted. "we made a fake-dating plan to make clara jealous."

lucas blinked. "that's not true."

"it is true, dipshit," bruce snapped. "we aren't actually dating, it's fake."

"no, you two are definitely dating— i— what? i saw the way you looked at her that day at the carnival, man." lucas tried.

"yeah, i know! that's the problem, luke." bruce replied rather snarkily. "i can't stop thinking about her, man! it's so weird, i mean, she's like— taking up my mind! i think i like her."

"bruce, don't be an idiot." lucas chided. "of course you like her. you've been hanging out with her like every single day, studying or whatever. you two hang out after practices and games, you're bound to fall in love."

"what, i'm not in love with her!" bruce exclaimed. "i just really like hanging out with her, and listening to her rant about her hatred for olives, and studying with her, and watching her make fun of her brother, and teaching her sister to play baseball—"

"wait— you're teaching her little sister how to play baseball?" lucas questioned.

"yeah, and it's so fun sharing custody of todd." bruce smiled, placing his chin in his hand.

"todd?" lucas raised an eyebrow.

"our teddy bear. the one we won at the carnival, and— oh, crap." bruce's eyes widened, making lucas' head turn quickly. you were walking towards them, gwen and donna by your side.

"okay, here's the plan." lucas turned to him. "everything you just said to me? you're gonna say that to y/n."

"what, no!" bruce defended, his eyes as wide as saucers. "i can't just say all of this to her, she'll get creeped out!"

lucas rolled his eyes. "just tell her!"

"no!" bruce finalized, earning a glare from lucas. "look, this was supposed to be a fake-dating thing to make clara jealous, but now, i don't like her, i like y/n. and if i tell y/n, she'll avoid me like the plague."

"but, bruce—"

"i'm not telling her. not yet."

you approached the two, a smile gracefully finding its way onto your face. "hey lucas, good to see you."

"y/n, hey. bruce was just talking about you!" lucas grinned, patting bruce on the shoulder. "have you seen violet, by any chance?"

"oh, no. i think she stayed behind to talk to mrs. jameson after the bell rang." you said.

"okay, cool. i am gonna let you two talk, then." he gave bruce a smirk and stood up. "i'll see you at practice."

gwen raised an eyebrow, nudging your shoulder. "what was that about?" she muttered.

"no idea." you shrugged, taking a seat next to bruce. donna and gwen sat on the opposite side, chatting quietly with one another.

you noticed bruce looked a little tense, so you placed your hand on his forearm. "you okay?"

he smiled at you, placing his hand on yours. "yeah, yeah, i'm good, just nervous."

"for practice?" you scrunched your nose in confusion. "but it's just practice, bruce, and you're the best on the team. what are you nervous about?"

"not for practice, for the actual game." he clarified. "we're playing against finney's team this saturday, and they're good."

"so, you're nervous to play against finney?" you asked. to you, it seemed odd, since bruce was always confident before a game. "if you lose, you lose. and if you win, then i get to shove it in finney's face!"

"yeah, i guess that's true." bruce chuckled. there was something about his stupidly perfect smile that made your stomach flip, but you would never admit that out loud. "i'll be fine, right? yeah, i'll be fine."

"are you telling me or asking me?" you said. bruce shoved you away lightly. "okay, okay! after your game we can go to that diner you like and i'll get you whatever you want."

"even if i lose?" he asked. "you'll still celebrate with me if i lose, right?"

"yeah, of course." you affirmed, giving him a comforting smile. the bell rang, indicating that the next class would start shortly. the two of you stood up, and bruce linked his hand in yours.

"you have english right now, right?" bruce asked. he already knew the answer, of course, but he didn't want to be weird.

"yep, we started a new book yesterday, y'know?" you started rambling about the novel your class was reading, and why you hated it more than anything. bruce listened to every word you said, nodding and occasionally saying a word or two as feedback.

as you approached the english class, you slipped your hand out of bruce's quietly. "okay, so i will see you later, at your practice thing, okay? you'll be fine, just take a deep breath or something."

"okay, i'll take a deep breath or something." bruce teased, leaning down slightly to place a kiss on your forehead. you smiled, waving goodbye while walking into class.

he watched you take a seat next to vance with a dazed smile on his face. lucas popped up out of nowhere and slapped bruce's shoulder, saying, "you are so in love with her."

"crap. i might be so in love with y/n." bruce muttered under his breath. "crap, oh crap."

bruce's baseball practice always started around six-thirty. you'd been to previous practice sessions, and they were all equally as boring. today, you had the silence of the lambs in your backpack to finish reading while waiting.

the team was already warming up by the time you sat down on the cold bleachers. you spotted bruce— who was already looking at you— and waved. he exchanged a few words with his teammates and jogged over to you. "hey, you made it!"

"of course i did," you said. "which means i get a point, just so you're aware." you added smugly.

"i'm aware, y/n/n," bruce chuckled. "hey, i thought the english classes were reading the house on mango street? what's with the silence of the lambs?"

"oh, i'm reading this for my own enjoyment." you explained. thinking it was a joke, bruce laughed. "what?"

"oh, you're serious?" he whispered, looking beyond surprised. "have you read it before?"

"what? no, i haven't read it before, that's why i'm reading it now." you began. "it's pretty cool, to be honest."

"that's so gross, y/n." bruce grimaced.

the team was calling bruce back to the field, very loudly in your opinion. "your team is waiting for you, bruce."

he winked at you and jogged back to the field, where lucas— and the majority of the team— had begun teasing him.

you watched them practice for about ten minutes, but it was rather boring, so you took out the silence of the lambs and began reading.

"thank you, dr. danielson, for your humorous remarks. they're very helpful to me— i'll show you how in a minute. you like the truth— try this. he kidnaps young women and rips their skins off. he puts on these skins and capers around them—"

the pages were darkened by someone's shadow behind you. bruce's shadow, of course. "jeez, y/n, that's what you read in your free time?"

"oh, crap, you guys finished already?" you gave him an apologetic look.

"yeah, it's like eight-thirty, y/n/n." bruce feigned annoyance. "come on, i'll walk you home."

"sorry i didn't watch you practice," you said, grabbing your water bottle. "it got boring after the first ten minutes."

bruce laughed at this. "so, instead you started reading a gross book?"

"it is a psychological horror book, bruce." you clarified.

"that's even worse." he blurted, swinging his arm around your shoulder.

that saturday, you and gwen walked to the baseball field together. "so who are you gonna be cheering on? bruce or finney?"

"i will be cheering for them both, gwen." you huffed. "i'll say 'congrats on the win' to one, and 'congrats on the loss' to the other one."

"you're so weird, y/n/n." she giggled. the two of you took a seat on the bleachers— which were warm due to the morning sun.

you two were later joined by donna, robin, vance, billy, griffin, and some other friends. billy and griffin loved going to the baseball games, donna didn't mind them, but vance and robin thought they were the most boring things ever.

"when can we leave?" robin whined, greatly resembling a pouting toddler. griffin shushed him multiple times before giving up and letting him whine all he wanted. "can we get snacks?"

"fine, go get snacks, but don't take too long!" donna called as robin and vance went running to the snack stands. "i feel like a mother."

robin and vance returned with an overload of snacks about five minutes later. they were much more bearable after having some food.

you felt like someone was staring at you, and at first, you thought it might've been robin. (he always stares at people for a long time to get them to give him money.) but, when you looked at robin, he was watching the game intently.

you looked behind you and saw as clara— who was seated two rows behind you— turned away quickly. 'weird.' you thought, turning back to the game.

the game went well. you and gwen both cheered for finney and bruce everytime they were on the field, so your throats were a little sore.

"hey, finn, congrats on the loss." you told finney as he joined the group.

"thanks, y/n/n," he smiled. "hey, we're going to hang out, you wanna come with us, or do you have plans with loverboy over there?" finney joked, motioning over to where bruce was waiting.

"you're funny," you gave him a sarcastic smile. "but yeah, i told him i'd get him something from the diner if he won, so, yeah i guess i have plans."

"alright, we'll see you later then!"

you walked over to bruce, and when you got closer, you could see that he was nervous. "hey, you okay? you're like, shaking."

"y/n/n, listen, um, my parents are here." he said, making your eyes go wide. "and they want to take us to the diner."

"your— your parents? you want me to go meet your parents?" you stuttered, feeling your stomach flip.

"yeah. look, i know it's weird, right? it's weird, but it'll be fine! i mean, you already know amy, and my parents will love you!" bruce reassured you, placing his hands on either side of your face. he held your hand as you two began walking.

"y'know bruce, this is starting to feel like a real relationship, if you ask me." you teased.

"what? wh— why would you say that?" bruce stumbled across his words, praying to the lord that lucas didn't say anything to you.

"i just mean, like, i'm meeting your parents, you already met my family, it feels like an actual relationship." you joked, hoping he would catch on.

"oh, you're joking! okay, you're joking." he sighed, looking relieved. this confused you, but you left it alone.

mr. and mrs. yamada were smiling as the two of you approached their car. amy was already in the backseat, waiting patiently for you all.

"hello, you must be y/n!" bruce's mom greeted kindly, shaking your hand.

"i am," you offered. "yes, im y/n, that's— that's me."

"she's nervous." bruce said, placing a hand on your shoulder. "i'm gonna go get my stuff, but um, you three should talk!"

mr. yamada introduced himself, also shaking your hand. "so, bruce tells us you like to read. is that true?"

"yes, it is!" your eyes brightened at this. "i'm actually reading the silence of the lambs right now."

"wow, an interesting choice. what made you want to read that book?" he continued. the two of you talked about the aforementioned book for a couple more minutes, and probably would have talked about it for longer if it wasn't for mrs. yamada cutting in.

"let's wait for bruce in the car." she stated. "it's getting a bit chillier."

the three of you were seated in the car waiting for bruce when amy blurted, "bruce really likes you, y'know?"

"amy!"

"what? it's true!" she defended. "you're all he talks about, all day every day. he's all 'y/n said this, and y/n said that.' it's almost annoying!"

"amy yamada!"

"i'm just saying!" amy grumbled. "and you should see the way he looks at you! he's super in love with you."

"amy!"

"okay, i'm done!" she giggled, obviously not caring that if he knew what she had just said, bruce would probably strangle her later.

"i'm so sorry about her, she can be a lot." mr. yamada apologized.

"i'm right here!" amy scoffed.

"it's okay," you laughed. "i know how younger siblings are."

"oh, that's right, you have a younger sister! allison, i believe her name is?" mrs. yamada asked politely.

"right, allison, but she prefers being called allie." you liked talking to bruce's parents. mr. yamada understood and shared the love you had for reading, and mrs. yamada loved the way you talked about your family, the people you held dearest to your heart.

finally, bruce opened the car door, and plopped himself in the seat to your right. "okay, i'm here, let's go!"

"bruce, you smell like shit." amy complained, pinching her nose.

"amy!"

"don't sit so close to y/n, you'll infect her with your disgusting smell." she emphasized, sticking her tongue out at him.

"amy!"

"i'm just joking, jeez."

bruce nudged your shoulder. "sorry about her, she's annoying."

"nope, she's pretty funny, actually." you laughed. "she's right though, you stink." bruce gave you a look of betrayal. "i'm just saying!"

that night, after you were dropped you off back home, bruce's parents went on and on about how "she's perfect, son!" and "she's so kind!" even amy talked about how much she adored you. "do you think she'd go shopping with gwen and i?" she said, earning a groan from bruce.

he couldn't stop thinking about you. good lord, he had fallen. how could this happen? the plan was fool proof, and yet he fell.

bruce didn't know what else to do, so, like an idiot, he decided to push aside his feelings. maybe clara would change her mind and take an interest in him.

'lord help me.' bruce thought to himself, laying in his bed wide awake, thinking of you. your smile, your laugh, your non-stop book talk.

he thought of calling you, but it was twelve in the morning and you'd probably be asleep. 'it'll be fine.' he kept telling himself. but would it? would it be fine?

#bruce yamada #bruce yamada x reader #finney blake #gwen blake #pinball vance #robin arellano #the black phone #tristan pravong #vance hopper #billy showalter #donna the black phone #griffin stagg #just this once okay? #clara reid

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Jessica Riley x Emily Davis!Ghostface

Emily sighs taking off the ghostface mask to take a breath looking around to see her girlfriend had disappeared "Hey em." emily turns to see her girlfriend holding up the freshly decapitated head that was still pouring blood to the floor "Boo!" emily stares at her with a scowl "Baby, stop messing around." jess sighs dramatically "Whats the fun in that!" emily smiles at her "Do you remember why we are here?" jess looks at her through her eyelashes with a fake pout on her lips "For fame?" emily smiles "Your fame, im here to help you kill those who deserve it." jess groans stomping one of her feet on the dead mans torso.

"But its so boringg, when can we kill those who are actually fun!" emily grabs the head from jess throwing it to the wall "Jessica, we literally murdered a man." jess rolls her eyes "Who barely fought back!" jessica stabs the man once more for better measure.

"Jess, who do you wanna kill?" jessica immediately lightens up "Ooo i get to pick!" emily nods "Yes, lets go." jess slides her hand into emilys and she gladly takes it into hers.

"Okay! Um how about..that girl who gave you those fuck me eyes." emily shakes her head "Those weren't fuck me eyes-“ jess cuts her off by yelling "I KNOW WHAT I SAW!" emily snorts taking jessicas blood smeared face into her hands "Jess, even if she was. I wouldn’t even give her another glance." jess lets out a groan "Can we just like, kill her?" emily smiles widely at her.

"Ofcourse, anything for you honey." jess giggles "Thank you babycakes." emily gives her a fake glare and turns around to the door "Cmon i wanna go, a minute more and we will get caught. Plus i gotta plan how we may get this girl alone." emily throws the knife into the wall knowing where it will land.

......

Emily stands next to the girls appartment room looking to see if there were cameras and happy to see there were none. The appartment was all the way down the hall too far from the elevator or stairs, the girls name was apparently penelope but penny for short. Jess bothered to learn it so she could begin chanting her name in one of the rooms to make her even more paranoid and horrified.

Emily sighs as she waits for the girl to get there "Any day now." emily smiles as she sees penny walk up to her "Oh! Emily..i didn’t expect you here." emily gives her a smirk making her cheeks red "It was a surprise, i asked one of your friends to give me your address. I needed some notes on some classes i missed today, can i borrow some?" penny nods, smiling "How bout you come inside?" emily chuckles "Well ofcourse, why not." emily makes sure to keep an eye out just incase anybody came around but there was no one. Success.

Emily sighs as she steps inside "Looks cozy." penelope smiles at her even wider "Thank you, nice jacket." emily nods "Thank you, love that dress on you. Makes you look..ravishing." emily gives her an up and down look to get penny excited and it works very well.

Emily sits on her couch watching as penny went into her room, emily checks her phone texting jessica "Are you still with that..jess girl?" emily looks up from her phone "If i was, i wouldn’t be here." emily smirks giving her a wink "O-Oh! Okay." penny giggles "Don’t let anybody know im here or she might hunt me down." before turning to go to her room.

"Me: Now, come in."

"Jessi: Alrighty!! Comin inn!"

Emily smirks as jessica comes in through the window "Hey babe, in there." emily points to the room across the hall, jess nods whispering to her "Make it believable okay?" emily chuckles pressing a kiss onto the mask jess has on her face "You know it." emily soon throws herself onto the wall infront of her making a loud crash as she falls to the floor "SHIT!" emily squeezes her eyes shut but leaves one open to watch as jessica guts penelope as soon as she steps out "Penelope!" emily cries out in horror reaching out for her.

Emily watches as the life slips out the girls eyes as jessica rips her stomach open just to spill her insides out and then cut open her throat "Jess, that seems very brutal don’t you think?" jess shakes her head pulling off the mask to throw it on the floor angrily "No, im not done yet." emily watches as jess rams her knife into penelopes eyes "Teach her not to look at you again." emily chuckles as she stands up "Jess, cmon we gotta go." jess places the mask on penelopes face.

"Can we go now, this is sticking to my skin." emily sighs as she watches jess taking off the black robe to wrap it up into her arms "Jess, thats too risky you can’t-" emily cuts herself off "Finallyy!!" jess sighs loudly.

Jess turns to emily holding the robe with a smirk "Your my man." emily shakes her head laughing, sending shivers down jessicas spine.

"Not a man jess." jess huffs "You get what im saying!" jess opens the door peaking her head out to make sure nobody was outside, emily steps out "Cmon, lets get out of here jess." emily holds her hand out "So whose next?" emily opens the exit for her "Did you get rid of the cameras?" jess nods "Yup! Killed the security guard too, didn’t make a fuss." emily nods "Good."

Emily stays silent as they walk to her car thinking about it "Babe?" jess turns. Her eyes setting on emilys thinking face "Want a cig?" emily nods "Alrighty." pulling out a cartoon of cigarettes to place one between emilys lips "Light." emily murmurs as she grabs one from her pocket, jess watches in awe as the light of the fire reflects on her girlfriends face.

Emily sighs blowing the smoke in the air "I don’t know, im letting you pick the next one." jess grins wide "Really?!" emily hums as she takes a puff "Mhm, don’t make me regret it." jess soon digs in her pocket to pull out a whole list "Jesus, jess? Were you planning this." jess turns to her pointing at the paper seeing a name crossed out assuming it was penelopes.

"Can we kill mike-" emilys eyes widen coughing out the smoke in her lungs "Jess i thought-we agreed- on not killing- friends-" jess shakes her head getting the door open by emily "Ladies first." emily smiles at jess "Your a lady too babe, now back to killing mike-" emily sighs as she sits inside the car "Jess! We cannot kill michael, its risky." jess groans exaggeratedly.

"Please babyy just this once! Pretty please with a cherry on top!" emily groans "Kinda gonna be honest with you babe, killing that bitch made me real horny." jess scrunches her nose with a smile and in return emily smirks "Oh really?" jess nods "Alright, to the back seat." emily smirks as jess heads to the back "Good girl." jess giggles "Are you just gonna sit there?" emily chuckles "Im coming babe." jess begins to pull off her shirt "We can talk about killing him later, lets not ruin the mood baby."

The car was steamed up very quickly after that.

#emily davis #jessica riley #emily x jessica #emily x jess #until dawn #until dawn emily

[k-c-fallin]

Pansville- greenhouse rewrite

It was the fourth year and Pansy still hated herbology. It was her worst subject; she just didn’t understand the importance of plants. They were once again repotting mandrakes and she absolutely hates these things. Neville, who was stationed beside him, was already on his fourth re-pot when she herself was still struggling to pull her first out. “Miss.Parkinson if you want to be out of here by classes end you better get a move on, you have 3 to go after that” professor sprout called out to her. Pansy looked down at her pitiful attempt to re-pot and frowned. She didn’t have any classes after this but that didn’t mean she wanted to stay late. She reached out gripping my mandrake tightly, giving it a sharp tug. Nothing happened. She let out a loud groan “fuck this” she said annoyed. She reached out to try again, this time more determined she definitely didn’t want to stay. 

She would probably get roped into sweeping the greenhouse till after nightfall like the last time she had to stay back. Grasping the mandrake tightly again she feels another hand place on top of hers tightening her grip and holding the pot . “On three.1.2.3 '' on three she gave a sharp tug and a loud screech started. Smiling widely she quickly dropped the mandrake baby into a new pot covering it with dirt. No wonder this mandrake was so hard to pull out, it was a really fat and heavy one. “Oh thank you thank you” she turned to her side to find Neville smiling down at her she gave him a tight hug. She quickly turned and looked at the clock for 5 minutes. How was she meant to finish? She gritted her teeth turning back to her station grabbing the next on gripping so tightly her fingers turned white giving a tug, hearing a screech dropping and adding soil a total of three more times to equal five total repotted plants. 

“Alright class that’s all the time we have for today if you didn’t finish please stay behind. Pansy that means you” professor sprout shouted out. “Actually professor I completed all of my reporting” everyone’s head snaps to my station eyes wide with disbelief as I have to stay after every class. “Neville here demonstrated how I was supposed to be doing it properly.” I added on “very well then 10 points to Slytherin for the courage to accept help when needed and 10 points to Gryffindor for helping another student succeed” professor sprout replied. I smile to myself pulling off my garden gloves putting them in my herbology bag along with my apron. She looks around for Neville to see him nowhere near. She quickly grabs her herbology bag from under her desk and her school bag from the shelf in the front of the room rushing outside to see if she can catch him. There he was a few meters ahead walking with Dean, Seamus, Hermione, Harry and Ron “hey Neville wait up” the entire group turns to look at me as I jog up to them. “Yea” Neville replied blushing “what’s up?” I smiled “I just wanted to say thank you for the help I’ve really been struggling. Um I was also wondering if maybe you want to go to hogs-mead with me this Saturday we could get tea at the cafe” I say looking at him hopefully “ohhh Neville’s got himself a date” Ron calls out “shut up Ron” Hermione says pulling Ron who grabs Harry away. “YES! I mean I’m yea sure” Neville shouts out. “Okay perfect then I'll meet you outside the Gryffindor common room at 8:15 sharp” she leans forward and pecks his cheek before dashing off to meet with her friends.

“What was all that about? '' Draco, one of the friends she's had since she was a baby asked. “Neville, he helped me out in herbology and im taking for tea saturday”. Blasie, Matteo, and Theo stop walking, shocked at what she had said. “Damn it” “fuck” “bloody hell” they say one after the other. “Thanks a lot Pansy, now I'm 50 galleons short”. I turn to face them confused “what?” Draco smirks and sticks his hands out collecting the three bags, one from each of them. “We bet on you and Neville, Draco said that you would make the first move.We said otherwise.” Theo says in despair. “Thats so fucked up, but i respect the hustle. Um, dont yall have advanced potions with Snape?” The look at the grandclock down the hall “holy hell bye” I laugh and go to my dorm to chill. 

It is now Saturday, it's 30 till 8 and I'm FREAKING out. I had nothing to wear. I grab my wand “Accio Draco” I hear a thud on my door, I open it up “Draco so glad you can make it” he looks pissed “are you fucking kidding me Pans I told you to stop using that spell.” I turn around looking at him, my eyes wide while one is twitching. “Draco please help me, what am I supposed to wear?? I can't find anything, all my clothes look filthy rich, and I don't want to show up in my Zabini, or Parkinson and Malfoys, or even my Greengrasses. And don't even get me started on my shoes. Draco please help me” He starts laughing, “Blaise, theo bring it in.” Blaise and Theo walk in with a box. “Here, muggle clothes.” I opened up the box and smiled. It was a tee that had the letters ACDC in a cool font, some blue jeans similar to what I've seen Hermione in and some shoes that had a badge on the side ankle part that looked like a star. I smile, pulling them all into a hug. I quickly pulled off my sink nightgown and began to get ready. “Dayummmmmm, should have tapped that when I had the chance” I snapped my head around my pants halfway up my butt. “Draco shut the fuck up please. Get out all of you.” They laugh while walking away. I finish getting ready and check my clock on the wall. Five till 8, I'm going to be late. 

I'm running through the halls, and of fucking course the stairs the began to move, I pick up my pace to make it before it moves off this floor. I jumped into the stairs, almost falling. I sprint looking down at my watch, im late by five minutes fuck. I'm barely halfway to the Gryffindor common room. I get to the last turn “I knew it, this was all a joke.” I sprint around the corner. “Neville no wait, this wasn't-'' I bent over breathing, “it wasn't a joke i'm just running late. I'm so sorry I couldn't figure out what to wear because I didn't want to make you feel bad by wearing my designer clothes so I was panicking but then draco and the others surprised me with muggle clothes so that I can fit in, and I was coming from the dungeon and it took such a run im so sorry.” he begins to laugh. I look up at him, “is that” I laugh. “I see you did the same as me, are you wearing Zabinis?” I pull him into a hug, smelling his dirt and fresh cut grass scent. 

“Okay let's get going” I grab his wrist pulling him along, “come come i'm so excited im going to show you my favorite bakery, it's very exclusive, and by that I mean Theos mom runs it for all the rich spoiled brats, aka me” We make it to the shop, “Stacy's Bites” I hold up my arm and it scans my parkinsons crest mark. The door opens. “Pansy it's so lovely to see you how have you been, oh this must be thay Neville boy you are always talking about.” My face drops “oops sorry sweety” I grab his arm pulling him to a booth. I laugh awkwardly “eh sorry about that, that's theo's mom” he laughs his cheeks a little pink. “That's alright I talk to my Grams and friends about you too” I smile looking at him happily. “Heh so um what do you normally get” he asks me. “Well, I normally start off with fried pickles, a delicacy I had in the states once, then I get the buffalo habanero wings, and for dessert I get one lemon macaroon, and 2 birthday cake ones and tea with sugar and honey.” He looks at me with a smile. I love fried pickles, although spicy foods aren't my thing so I'll get the honey BBQ ones. “Hello I'm Maya and I'll be your server for today. What can I get yall started with?” I smiles “Um…” neville looks down, obviously too shy to place his order, “Hey Maya, I'll get my regular but can I get two orders of the appetizer and the dessert, but for the wings can i get my regular and for the other order of them to be Honey BBQ.” She smiles writing it all down. “So we have two orders of Fried Pickles with a side of ranch, buffalo habanero wing and Honey BBQ wings, two Lemon macarons, two birthday macaroons, and two hot teas with sugar and honey.” I nob. “Yes, send the bill to Draco Malfoy please.” she nobs walking off.

“Bill it to draco? I could have afforded to pay, you didn't have to do that” I let out a small laugh. “No, I'm billing Draco because he's an ass to bet on me asking you out.” he smiled. “Wait, are you the reason that he stopped picking on me after the first year?” I look down, “you remember when he came to class first year with black eyes and busted lips? Yeah I got mad and beat his ass for making fun of you for not knowing how to properly fly” He smiles at me. 

Neville was now walking me back to the slytherin common rooms, “this was a really fun date, um would you maybe want to have another, tomorrow maybe, a picnic in the gardens?” I smile, “yes i would love to go on another date with you” he smiles down at me pulling my waist in. He leans his forehead on mine and lets out a sigh of what I'm guessing is relief. I step onto my tippy toes and kiss him. 

I knew this was the man I would leave riches for.

#pansy parkinson #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #hp fanart #hp fanfic #neville longbottom #draco malfoy #herbology #hermione granger #blaise zabini #theo riddle #matteo #fluff #riches #slytherdor #slytherin #slytherpride #gryfferin #gryffindor

[beefandwellington-hopstops]

Remus Lupins Weird Dreams

Story idea taken from a post by @oxydiane

Regulus: wake up, we’re gonna be late to class

remus: merlin regulus shut up it’s 8 in the fucking morning 

remus: wait 

remus: what are you doing in our dorm

regulus: i uhm… i’m not here, you’re dreaming, it’s all an illusion

james: why would remus be dreaming about a shirtless regulus black laying next to me in bed trying to wake me up?

regulus: i don’t know what kind of weird things lupin dreams about 

remus: excuse me, what the fuck is going on

james: you tell me… why are you dreaming about my boyfriend being shirtless

It was way to fucking early in the morning for this. 

And truly the only way for you all (including me) to understand what the fuck is going on is if we go back some time to the month of January, right after we came back from winter holiday. 

James had been acting weird for some time, not being as obnoxious as usual, and sneaking out late at night with the map so if any of us did notice he was gone we couldn’t check where he was or who with. 

Im pretty sure he thought he was being sneaking but he always snuck out right after I shut my bed curtains, and Im not one to immediately fall asleep most nights so of course I heard him. 

He’s used to Padfoot immediately falling asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow, but unlucky for him I don’t. 

So since about right after we got back from winter holiday, I know he had been keeping something from us. If not from his late night undisclosed adventures but rather just how he acted. 

Of course, I was pretty sure it would take him a long time after he and Lily broke up. They gave it a good shot and they were happy but the long term aspects of their relationships just weren’t there for one, and in some aspects of their lives they were just too different for them to be able to work out. But that happened back before summer during last school year. 

And boy oh boy let me tell you, for probably a month James was inconsolable to say the least. He locked himself in his room most days and would only come out if dragged by, Padfoot, Wormtail or I. After many one on one and group conversations with each of us and a reluctant meeting with Lily. He finally started to be the boy he usually was. 

Even better was the he and Lily actually worked things out when we made him sit down with her in a bar, in her muggle hometown. 

Of course we sat enough tables away so we couldn’t listen but close enough that we could interject if he started having a breakdown in front of her in this random bar. 

After about an hour or two of what looked like civil conversations between the two, and Padfoot and Wormtail passed out on each others shoulders. They stood up, hugged each other, and walked over too the table we were occupying. 

“You know you guys really didn’t need to stay, I wasn’t gonna burst into flames and burn down the place” James announced as they got close enough to the table. His rather loud declaration awoke the other two with a startle. 

“Yeah you would think so Prongs but you didn’t see what we saw this summer, I was sure all your magic was just gonna make you implode on yourself” Padfoot said in quick retaliation. 

“Okay, Okay, moving on lets not talk about it okay”

“You guys alright” I decided to ask, make sure we were all still going to be friends. 

“Yeah we talked through everything, we're good” this was Lily. 

“What does she mean by everything” Wormtail asked as confused as ever. 

James was quick to answer  “She means we are still friends and that we talked through some stuff, but now we want to get shit faced drunk so are you all ready or what???” 

We could tell he didn’t want us to press the issue anymore, so we all just shrugged our shoulders and went along with it.

 We all did end up shitfaced drunk at the end of the night crashing at Lily’s house despite the protest of that sister of hers. 

We never did find out what they talked about, but it must have been good because they were closer now then, even more so when they were together. So I assumed everything would go back to normal but they didn’t. 

He was back to acting how he normally did but, he romantic inclinations seemed to have shift. Being the silent watcher I am, I noticed. His stares going to both sides of the spectrum boy and girl. 

Now obviously I didn’t care, Prongs and Wormtail figured out about me and Padfoot pretty quickly, and all our other friends had been pretty accepting anyway. But I assumed it was different for him, being from a pureblood family you probably always felt those pressures. Even though his parents are absolutely fucking amazing and I know love him no matter what, but there is always that voice in the back of your head that tells you what you are doing is wrong. Take it from me and Pads, getting rid of that voice takes more than just one day or one accepting moment of clarity, for some, and it looked as if it would be that way for James, it was going to take a little bit of time. 

That amount of time for James was about 5 months. The week before we left for break he took a little longer to get back from the quidditch pitch than usual. Which normally isn’t that weird because him being all weirdly intense about the game means he was usually the last one back but this time he was REALLY late, like missed dinner and didn’t come back until after curfew that night. Of course we asked about 1000 questions of where he was and what he had been doing (he had the map for “some unknown reason”). He just said his parents wanted him to not spend so much time on the pitch over break so he decided last minute to stay there and continue running drills until he realized how late it was and without telling anyone else from the team. Padfoot that night thought it was strange and brought it up as we were dozing off to sleep. I brushed him off as saying there was no reason not to trust Prongs and that he always gets this way with season coming so fast.

 But really deep down I agreed with Pads it was slightly strange how he came back so late. But I left it, we were leaving the next morning, no reason to stress about it now, right? 

Yeah I was wrong, which doesn’t happen often, but in this instance it did, and its honestly very upsetting. 

When we got back from break somehow his mood was still different but not in this bad, sad type of way but rather this happy, gleeful type of way. Which was just weird because the rest of us knew it wasn’t us because we we’re all acting exactly the same. So there had to be some ulterior motive that was making him act this way, I thought maybe it was quidditch, but they lost their first game back so that definitely wasn’t it. 

When I finally realized, man did I feel like the biggest fucking idiot on the planet, which says a lot by the way. 

One morning when we were all eating breakfast I was finishing up revision on one of my transfiguration papers, while Padfoot and Wormtail were both reading from the same Muggle book that I brought for me. But then they somehow took and are were now in turn obsessed with. I look up across the table to see what James was doing. And in that moment I finally understood why his mood was so drastically different. 

He had the biggest love sick eyes for none other than Regulus fucking Black. 

The two of them sharing quick longing stares with each other across the great hall. James was too busy ogling at the boy to notice me looking between the two of the intently. 

And I know James eyes when it comes to someone he wants romantically. I dealt with it for Godric knows how long when it came to Lily. So as soon as I saw those eyes I knew. Of course I freaked out internally for a minute, because out of every person on this planet he chose Regulus Black. Like my boyfriends brother. What was even more concerning was that Prongs knew first hand all about Sirius and Regulus’s strained relationship. So why would he pick him, it was all very confusing, so confusing to the point that I didn’t even attempt to finish my essay.

I decided to snoop, what can I say I’m nosy alright “Prongs, you alright?” 

A little caught off guard James quickly responded “Huh, what oh yeah Im good why?” 

“Looks like you were staring at the Slytherins, anything we should be worried about?” 

At this Padfoot was immediately interested and focus was now intently on the conversation I was having with James.

“What up Prongs, what did they do” 

“Oh nothing, it's just that I was thinking about quidditch, and they were thinking about switching up some players I heard, so I was just looking to who they might replace their people with. That’s all” 

“Where did you hear that” I could tell Sirius was confused by the tone of his voice. 

“I over heard, Jackson the other day before practice when they were walking off the field, saying something about it to Avery.” 

“Interesting, see anyone we should worry about” Pads was convinced and immediately ruined my plan to figure out was actually going on, thanks Sirius. 

“Not that I could point out no.” 

“Looks like we still got a chance then eh?” 

“Of course we do, I am captain after all.” 

“Cocky as every Prongs” 

“You know it darling”, James said this with his wicked smile and a wink. 

After that Sirius went back to reading with Peter, and James just looked down at his food and ate silently, I still wasn’t convinced but I had a paper to write so I dropped it. 

But I wish I didn’t, because that night was the night his random late night randevu’s started. It went on for months, and I assumed it had something to do with what I saw that one morning at breakfast, but I could never be sure because he always did it super late, and with the fucking map. 

And, I thought that’s just how it was going to keep going, until this morning, this fucking morning. 

Padfoot and Wormtail got up early to go to the library in search for some wizard book that is similar to the muggle books I bring, because according to them, “the books are good but would be 100% better if there was magic”. I told them there isn’t any. But of course, the didn’t believe and me and were convinced that they could find one and that they were gonna prove how much better it would be than my magic-less books. 

So they were gone and I got to deal with the following events all by myself, and I am not a morning so this morning haunts my fucking dreams. 

I was abruptly awoken to a voice I knew but did not expect to be hearing in my dorm. 

“James, wake the fuck up we are going to be late for class”

“Meriln Regulus shut the fuck up it’s 8 in morning” I said this before I even realized what was going on. 

“Wait” At this I opened my bed curtains to see the full view of James bed. 

“What are you doing in our dorm?” 

At this moment Regulus makes his way out of James bed and starts readjusting the clothes I assumed he just threw on. 

“I uhm, Im not here, you're dreaming, it's all an illusion.” 

Prefect punctual timing as always James decides to wake up and input his always so very helpful information. 

“Why would Remus be dreaming about a shirtless Regulus black laying next to me in my bed trying to wake me up” 

“I don’t know what kind of weird things Lupin dreams about.” 

Okay now I really don’t know what the fuck is going on, “Excuse me, what the fuck is going on.” 

“You tell me, why are you dreaming about my boyfriend being shirtless.” 

“Your what now” 

This is the moment James realized what was actually going on and what he had just said/admitted to me.

 He looked at me with wide eyes like a deer in headlights. I think Regulus sensed there was something going on so he finished grabbing all his things and began to leave to go to class. 

“I see later James.” 

“Yeah yeah, Reg i'll come see you later” James said all of this while looking me as we were still staring at each other. Me with confusion blasted across my face, him with nothing but worry from ear to ear. 

As the door finally closed behind regulus, words started tumbling out of my mouth. 

“James, what exactly was that, because I can’t seem to wrap my head around the fact that I opened my eyes and saw Regulus Black, Sirius Blacks brother, you BEST FRIENDS BROTHER, in your bed at 8 in the morning, shirtless.” 

“Okay Moony its not as weird as you think” 

“No James, it is as weird as I think, because there is really only one expiation for what I just saw and HEARD you say.” 

“You know its not fair to take advantage of someone right after they wake up, they have no filter, and words just slip out” 

“I wasn’t taking an advantage of the situation you were the one who got all offended at the mention of Regulus being shirtless.” 

“I mean wouldn’t you be concerned and confused if you woke up to someone saying that they had shirtless dreams about Padfoot.” 

“No I wouldn’t because I know everyone has shirtless dreams about him, but I'm the only one he dreams about so I'm not particularly worried about it.” 

“Okay fair point, he was a bad example to use I guess.” 

“Okay, so do you care to explain what exactly is going on?”

“Listen Remus its complicated” 

When James said this, it looked liked actual pain in his eye, like he was nervous to tell me what exactly was going on between him and Regulus, like I was going to judge or ridicule him. I think that look in his eyes, that moment stuck with me more than anything else that had happened to me that morning. 

“Listen, James you know you can tell me anything right? Im one of your best friends, and I don’t think I exactly have the right to be judgmental in what you chose to do with your life. Especially considering all that you put with for me.” 

“Moony that’s different.”

“No James it's not, truly its not. Yeah the person may not be the best person on the planet considering Padfoot and his relationship with his family. But James, Sirius loves you far more than the hate he has for his family. That boy loves so much harder than he hates. And I get that it's scary for you, what he will think, how he will react. And Im gonna be completely honest with you it might take him awhile, just like some people took awhile to get used to me and Padfoot. But James, his love for you will always always trump any emotion he might have about anything else. I don’t want you too have to hide in-front of us, or from us. You do too much for us to have hide who you truly are, or who you truly love. I don’t want to push you, it does no good in me doing that. But James the one thing you have to take from this conversation, is that he will always love you, I will always love you, and so will Pete, and all of our other friends. Take your time, but don’t be scared James, we are here for you, just as you are for us, okay?” 

James doesn't say anything, but nods his head. 

The next moment he was embracing me in a hug, with the sound of tears rolling down his eyes. 

He whispers into my ears, “Thank you Moony, really thank you.”

I pull back from the hug to look at him in the eyes, fresh tears streaming from them, and give him the gentlest look I can conjure up, and a soft nod my head. 

“Come on Prongs, let's go get breakfast.”

He smiles at me and agrees, “Alright Moony lets go.” 

We don’t mention what I saw that morning or what I said to him the rest of the day, just like I knew we wouldn’t. He would eventually say something, I knew he would, but at this moment, it was just a matter of time.

#Remus Lupin #James Potter #Sirius Black #peter pettigrew #regulas black #wolfstar #jegulus #Marauders #Harry Potter #marauders era #Lily Evans #jily

[dancer-subclarington]

📲Texts: Cucumber || Briar & Kyla

Briar: Omg

Kyla: You make fun of me for saying that

Briar: Bc you say it like out loud

Briar: Girl you’re barely dancing today

Kyla: Wow, thanks

Briar: Someone cant walk

Kyla: Ugh

Briar: Im right

Kyla: So?

Briar: IM RIGHT!

Briar: Good for you

Briar: You could have sex more than once in a blue moon ya know. I wouldn’t tell anyone

Kyla: You’d just torture me about it

Briar: Torture can be fun, little K

Kyla: Get your mind out of the gutter

Briar: Nah. Call me a tmnt

Kyla: They live in sewers

Briar: Dork

Kyla: I have 3 brothers!

Briar: Or maybe you watch cartoons with guys after sex

Kyla: Shut up

Briar: Im right again

Kyla: Nope

Briar: Ooh wait was it a girl? Did you get pegged?

Kyla: No

Briar: Cuz like Im not into the gay sex thing but come on, that’s kinda hot

Kyla: I said no

Briar: So you’re a hot talented bisexual bitch and you’re not getting pegged? What a waste!

Kyla: Jesus Christ

Briar: Do you say that during sex?

Kyla: You’re the one always talking about sex. Maybe you need to get some.

Briar: Babygirl

Briar: That’s really cute

Kyla: Thanks

Kyla: How many are you dating rn?

Briar: Not dating.

Kyla: How many are you seeing then?

Briar: Like 17. You?

Kyla: Less than 17

Briar: You’re no fun!

Briar: No numbers then. Names. 3 of them.

Briar: Besides Annabeth

Briar: Lmao its taking you so long to think of 3

Briar: At least tell me who made your fan kick look so atrocious

Kyla: Elliott

Briar: Boy?

Kyla: Yes

Briar: Mark?

Kyla: Sub

Briar: How scandalous for you!

Kyla: It was for an exam

Briar: Intriguing. Two subs have sex during an exam for which class exactly?

Kyla: Pretty sure it was home ec. We were making a salad.

Briar: And the ?

Kyla: Um and then we were not making a salad. And then we were really not making a salad

Briar: Good girl. You should get your guts fucked out of you more

Kyla: You and my dad care more about my sex life than I do

Kyla: Stop typing, you demon

Briar: Ok. I’ll just sit here and decide what kind of details I’ll make up to tell the adult class.

Briar: Salads..cucumbers.

Kyla: He didn’t need a cucumber

Briar: Because he had a dick that big?

Kyla: Lets just say it wasn’t lacking.

Kyla: Lets also just tell the adult class I am injured from wrestling a coyote.

Briar: You told them that when you were in the chastity belt in locktober. Now remind me..did you enjoy that?

Kyla: Briar.

Briar: Idk I feel like you were super cranky during that month

Kyla: Briar

Briar: And then you signed up for extra classes and privates and choreography sessions and then you dragged me into some of them and now my costumes are backordered

Kyla: You’re just now ordering costumes? I’ve had my orders in for a couple months

Briar: Good job not reminding me

Kyla: I tried to but you were with some guy in Bora Bora

Briar: So wait a week and try again!

Kyla: Belize. Or was it Bali?

Briar: I was doing an alphabet challenge and got B so I did Bora Bora, Bali, Belize, and Brazil. And had more sex than you’ve had in your whole life.

Kyla: I have sex!

Briar: Who besides Annabeth and this Elliott person? Oh and Betsy.

Kyla: She was super fun. I miss her.

Kyla: There’s lots of hot guys here though. And girls. Some of them like stuff I don’t like but Im forcing exposure to those things so I can like them.

Briar: Its not a theatre exercise

Kyla: ?

Briar: You don’t train in sex things you don’t like. There’s no reason to

Kyla: You’re not even at an academy, what do you know?

Kyla: You’d be proud of me anyway. I’ve taken plenty of classes that would be Briar approved

Briar: Do tell

Kyla: Nope

Briar: Unfair

Kyla: You let your students work on their numbers and have no costumes for them. Thats unfair.

Briar: Ok but this is unfair too

Kyla: You’ll live.

Briar: Maybe

Kyla: I’ll take your teen class on Tuesday if you’ve stopped existing.

Briar: Ugh, take them anyway.

Kyla: Then you take my minis.

Briar: Fine. They’re easy.

Kyla: They’re hard to please. And they can’t point their toes.

Briar: Teens have attitude

Kyla: Yeah but I have practice with teens bc I have you and your little horny mindset

Briar: And you give me practice with minis bc you whine and pout a lot

Kyla: Yw!

Briar: I need more info on this Elliott person.

Kyla: Don’t get excited ok? He’s claimed.

Briar: And his claim let him scene with you?

Kyla: Yes. It took special permission and everything.

Briar: Really? Did it require a demonstration 😜

Kyla: No you moron. I made it up. Im not sure if he even asked. But I totally would’ve made the cut cuz Im flexible.

Briar: Yes you are. Now tell me..what exactly do you do with that superpower?

Kyla: Lots of things.

Briar: Like?

Kyla: Use your imagination

Kyla: I take it back. Do not use your imagination.

Kyla: I can feel you imagining things

Briar: But you don’t know how to have that much fun.

Kyla: You know about me that I like coming and that I like dance and cheer. So. In combination, I enjoy myself.

Briar: What were you doing when he fucked you so hard?

Kyla: Keeping one foot on the floor at all times cuz Im always a super safe person

Briar: No you’re not!

Briar: You just sent my imagination wild

Kyla: Have fun with that

Kyla: Never mind DO NOT HAVE FUN WITH THAT, NO FUN FOR YOU

#texts #briar #characters: briar #friends #for reference #elliott #exams #para: cucumber #text: briar

[sluttsxphobia]

Miles x reader from my wattpad-

Bully m.f

Warning smut, drinking, and a lot.more

☆ғʟᴀsʜ ʙᴀᴄᴋ☆

"Haha!,you'll never catch me!" You ran as fast as you could to find a hiding place. You and miles were the best of friends nothing could separate you too. While you ran miles counted to 20 and ran off as well.

☆your POV☆

He'll never catch me here!" I laughed.

Me and miles have been playing for hours he is the best seeker but this time I'll win for sure! I continued to hide in my sᴘᴏᴛ but not for long miles found me easily. "Aww no fair!" I whined "I didn't even make a sound!"

I saw Miles'blank expression and waved a hand across his face."earth to miles you there?" I said concerned.

Miles suddenly blinked his eyes, they were widened like he saw a ghost. "You okay miles?" No response. "Hellooo" No response. "Hmph!, you made me do this!" I grabbed miles shirt and pulled him into a light kiss.

☆no ones pov*

Y/n had kissed miles and still got no response only a light blush across his cheeks. Miles touched his lips and looked back at y/n with a shocked expression. That was his first kiss ON THE LIPS he felt something, more than just a friendly kiss.

☆time skip 2 years later y'all 12☆

"Miles!, why are you always ignoring me?" Y/n said madly. "Because your annoying and a waste of oxygen" miles spat back. Y/n felt something in her break. Her heart shattered hearing those words from someone she called bestfriend.

"Fine if you feel that way I'll leave and never come back to bother you" "don't be so dramatic" miles didn't care less about how you felt it hurt you even more to know that.

Miles opened his arms,an opening for a hug you accepted his embrace you couldn't lie you loved the feeling of his sweater. The hug didn't last long miles went somewhere else. You left to return to your house. You decided you were gonna come back the next day and hang out, ignoring that miles insulted you.

You went to his house to see him sitting on his stairs waiting for you. "What's up miles" you waved and he just held onto his sleeves. "Y/n I have to tell you something.." You stood confused and sat next to him to comfort him. "I've liked you for a long time now.. Do you feel the same?" You were silent and didn't move. Miles took it different, he thought you were nervous because you feel the same. But you didn't you had feelings for another.

Miles slowly kissed you adding pressure, you pushed him off after a good while. "I'm sorry miles I don't feel the same.." He stared at you then the ground. "Oh" was his response. "Leave". Miles said with a stern voice. " miles I'm sorry let me expla-" you were cut off my miles leaving you alone shutting the door in your face.

You left with guilt that you had lost your bestest friend.

☆flashback over☆(six years later your 18)

You dreamt how it all happened.

You brushed it off and turned off your annoying alarm on your phone. You checked your phone for any messages which there was.

✌️bestie♥︎(Millie)

✌️bestie♥︎: girl wake up

I am up 😑 :y/n

✌️bestie♥︎:meet at school in ten minutes or ima kidnap you!

Read at 7:05

You raced down the stairs ditching breakfest and got on your skateboard to school.

(This was your outfit)

☆your POV☆

I met up with Millie and sadie by my locker. "What took you so long?" Millie asked

"Honestly im just tired" I replied

I grabbed my books and put them in my back pack. I was about to enter my class when I bumped into the schools fuckboy miles Fairchild.

"Watch where your going slut!" I scoffed and continued walking but I was restricted when miles grabbed my wrist. "Let go of me!" I yelled trying to yank my wrist back.

Miles let go of my wrist and I fell. If Millie and Sadie were here miles would be the one on the floor.

"I said watch where your going slut or did that not go through your fucking ears?" Miles spat.

"I heard you loud and clear dick" I mumbled quietly. "What the fuck did just call me?" "A dick what are you gonna do?,go cry to your parents oh wait you don't have any!" I yelled. Realization hit me like a wave and regretted what I said. "Miles i-" miles grabbed a clump of my hair and slammed my head against the locker. "DONT YOU EVER MENTION MY PARENTS AGAIN YOU HEAR BITCH?!" Miles yelled in my face. I stayed silent and realized he made me miss half of class. In the corner of my eye I saw Sadie walking towards the bathroom. She noticed me and ran towards me and miles. "What the hell?" What happened y/n?" Sadie said with strong concern. Miles walked away with that his curls started bouncing as he walked farther and farther away.

"Nothing thanks Sadie." I faked a quick smile. Sadie helped me up and took me to our class.

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876 words~

Bad? Ik 😙✌️

[decayaway2007]

HATING ON ANALYTICAL!! (PT2)

LOL I FEEL LIKEEE THIS POSTTT MAKES ME SEEM LIKE AN EVEN BIGGER LOSER/DORK BUT IT HAPPENEEDDDDDDDDD 

OKAY SO she was asking me for the answers so i just gave it to her causeee like ?!?!??! yeahhhh and then shes just like ‘do you even have a life’ im like is this bitch fucking serious rnnn!!! nahhh i didnt say that i just stared at her cause IDKK WHAT TO SAY TO THAT SH1TTTT LIKE UHMMM/...???? okay and thus gets even worse doorbell sat next to me cause idkkk like i srsly dunno im like boring as hell irl yalll like im practically mute :-) in classss. SO SHE ASKS ME TO GO TO THIS CHURCH CAMP WITH HER/// IM JUST LIKE UHHHHHHHHHHH i mean my mum would probs let me go but that ruins my plans to rot in bed on the holidayssssss so it sounds like a trash idea to me,

YEAH SO I WAS LIKE IDKKK DUDE SHE WAS FULL ON INTEROGATING ME ITS SO FUCKIG FUKCING FUCKING WEIRD LIKE IM NOT EVEN JOKINGGG rlyyyyy loudly she asked me if my dads an acholic (cant spell) UHMMMM cause i accidently mentioned his drinking problems once AND SHE HAD THE AUDACITY TO BRING IT UP IN CLASS?!?!??!?! LIKEE COME ON AND IF THE PEOPLE BEHIND HEARD HER I WILL SRSLY DIEEE, its so embarrassing and people shouldnt know about my private life like that, THEN SHE OUTRIGHT ACCUSED ME OF NOT BEING FED PROPERLY TFFFFFF?!?!?!?!? AND LIKE SO LOUDLY CAUSE I LIKE EATING FUCKIN MICROWAVE PIZZAA!?!?! HUHH HUHH WHAAATTTT, dude like tff?!??! omggg i cant standdddd ittt, i was so awkward and weird and she messaged me again ASKING ITS FUCKING WEIRD LIKE SRSLY MIND UR OWN SHIT!!!! godddd and she expects to be all loud and cheerful (idk how to explain it but i act iddferenlty around ppl like very very different;y) YEAHHH IDK DUDE SHE WAS LIKE ‘i didnt expect u to be so quiet’ bruhhh shut ur ass up!!!! praying she isnt in my class next yrrr

OMG I SWEAR SHES PROJECTING SHE GOES AROUND TALKING SHIT ABT HER FRIENDS TO ME I DONT GIVE A FUCK. GOD IT GIVES ME ANOTHER REASON TO DISLIKE HER ASS LIKE THEYRE UR FRIENDS HUHHHH?!?!?!!?!??!? AND SHE ACCUSSES PEOPLE OF BEING MEAN ITS FUCKING WEIRD IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN, GOODDDDD, no and shes actually dickhead though its annoying asf jeezzzzzz

okay i gottaaa make another for other people in my class ;D