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kingkatsuki · 11 months

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— babysitting

Just a silly little piece about Bakugou looking after his nephew when Kirishima and his wife are both working, and him being the cutest little wingman.

Warnings: fluff!, implied!older Bakugou, Bakugou’s behaviour could be construed as stalking but it’s not really, he just proper fancies you.

Pairing: implied!Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader.

Word Count: 2.1k.

“Please, Kats. I promise it won’t be for long, we didn’t realise we were both working this afternoon and I can’t take him on patrol with me—” Kirishima pleaded on the phone.

“I’m busy,” Bakugou replied bluntly.

“Busy doing what?” His best friend almost whined, and Bakugou could tell the hulking tank of a man was pouting on the other side of the line.

“None of your damn business.”

Bakugou didn’t want to admit the real reason he was busy today. It was the same reason he was now busy every day he was off.

A few weeks ago he’d made his way into Musutafu mall on his lunch break to pick up a copy of a new romance book his favourite author had just released. And while he was checking out he noticed you filling up one of the displays near the back of the store, giving him the cutest smile when he’d passed you to leave.

Since that day he’d come back every week on one of his days off, just to get a simple “hey” from you as he bought yet another book. Bakugou was certain he’d soon have so many unread books in his house that he’d have to build an extension to store them, but he couldn’t help it.

And today was going to be the day that he was actually going to talk to you— possibly.

“Can’t you reschedule? It’ll only be for a few hours until I can get off patrol and he can spend the afternoon at the agency with me.”

“What about Mina?” Bakugou offered.

“She’s got that photoshoot with Hero Weekly today, remember?” Of course she fucking does, “And Sero’s out on patrol with me.”

“Denks?” Bakugou was certain he already knew the answer to that one though, as he ran a palm down the length of his face.

“You know I’m not allowed to leave him unsupervised with Denki anymore, Bro.” Kirishima groaned, “The wife still hasn’t forgiven me for them almost setting the kitchen on fire.”

Bakugou couldn’t help but snigger at the memory, the panicked phone call that he’d heard coming through on the central emergency line that there was a fire in Red Riot’s neighbourhood, and when Backdraft had turned up at the scene he’d found a singed Denki standing inside a murky kitchen with some burnt cookies. Kirishima had to replace two cabinet units and the oven after that debacle and it was no wonder his wife no longer trusted Denki as a babysitter.

“Please, man. I already told him, and he’s real excited to spend the day with you.”

Bakugou couldn’t deny he missed spending time with his little nephew, and Kirishima knew his best friend couldn’t deny the pleas of his son. Silently fist pumping the air in relief when Bakugou finally responded on the other end of the phone.

“Fine, I’ll pick him up now.”

“Uncle Kats, let’s get these!” His nephew picked up a water gun from a wire dumpbin of toys outside the toy store, turning around in a crouched motion with eyes squinted as he pretended to shoot Bakugou.

He put his hands up in mock surrender as he grabbed at the plastic barrel, holding it in the air as he took it out of his nephews hands to place it back inside the bin.

“Your parents don’t like you having guns, remember squirt.”

“But what if I need one for protection.”

“You don’t need that shit for protection,” He shook his head, “I’ll be there to protect ya.”

“But wouldn’t it be cool to have a water gun fight outside. It’s summer.” His young nephew whined as Bakugou began to lead him away from the toy store, noticing that your work was approaching on the right side of the mall.

“I’ll talk to them about it.” Bakugou reached down to ruffle his hair as his nephew shouldered his leg wrapping an arm around one thick thigh to squeeze him into a hug in thanks, “How about a book? You like reading, don’tcha?”

“Not really,” He shook his head, immediately making a beeline for the confectionery inside the shop.

“What? Why not.” Bakugou raised a brow before he began to search the store for you, hoping that you weren’t on your lunch break.

You were usually in one of the back aisles around this time of day, tidying the shelves as he pretended to flick through the various hero books that you sold. Like he’d ever actually buy one of them— perhaps the book Miruko had released on unabashedly being yourself despite the critics, or the memoir Edgeshot had put together before he passed away, but never the unofficial Deku books that seemed to line the shelves of your Pro-Hero section and were always on sale. Bakugou snorted when he noticed a large bright red “half off” sticker covering Deku’s face on one.

“It’s too many pages.” His nephew scoffed, picking up a chocolate bar as Bakugou placed a palm on the back of his neck to lead him away from the sweets.

“You just gotta find a book that doesn’t feel like too many pages, that’s all.” He began to walk towards the manga aisle, wondering if there might be something there that would interest the young boy.

“You like reading, uncle Kats?”

“Course I do,” Bakugou scoffed, “Way better than TV. That shit’ll rot your brain.”

He had an entire bookshelf of his favourites lined up at home. All in alphabetical order by author and spines outward facing, a few of his favourite covers turned forward to show off the artwork. Some spines were more worn than others, an indication of the sheer number of times he’d sought comfort in those stories after a long day at work, or a lonely night at home.

“What kinda books do you like?”

Bakugou chewed on the inside of his cheek before answering. It would be so easy to lie and say action or fantasy, certain that half the people who claimed their favourite book was Lord of the Rings or a Game of Thrones had never actually read them. Or the pretentious people who would pretend their favourites were non-fiction books about bettering yourself or hyper-specific topics that would never come up in normal conversation. But there was a part of him that didn’t want to lie to his nephew— the boy was always so open and honest with him, even at his young age.

“Romance.” Bakugou shrugged, leaning forward to pick up one of the new manga books that sat on a top shelf.

“Eww yuck,” Bakugou’s nephew immediately scrunched up his face, making a show of sticking his tongue out in distaste, “I didn’t think you’d like books like that.”

“What did ya think I’d like?”

“I dunno, like action or kicking villain ass.”

“Don’t say ass.” Bakugou frowned, his eyebrows narrowing as he glared down at the young boy.

“But you say it all the time, I hear you.”

“Yeah, because I’m an adult.” Bakugou grinned, “I see enough of that crap when I’m at work, don’t need to read about it too.”

“You say ‘shit’ a lot too.”

“Oi, you little—” Bakugou lost his train of thought the moment he saw you past a corner, words disappearing into nothing as he noticed the same focused look on your face as you sorted through a delivery of new books.

Bakugou was certain you were wearing a new pair of jeans today, or at least a pair he’d never seen before. You looked real good in them. He felt his heartbeat increase when you placed a book back on the shelf, stopping to talk to one of your colleagues as your lips curled in to the prettiest smile, and he couldn’t stop himself as he felt himself beginning to mimic your smiling face.

“Oh,” The kid nudged his thigh, shamelessly standing around the shelves to stare at you, “Is that the real reason why you brought me into a bookstore? Not because you want me to read.”

“What?” Bakugou wasn’t even sure he heard the question as he kept his gaze on you. Feeling his cheeks begin to heat up as you bent over to pick up more books, the angle had your jeans tightening against the curve of your ass and he felt like a pervert for ogling you so shamelessly.

“The lady you’re staring at.” His nephew snorted, pointing over at you “You’re so obvious.”

“Piss— shut up,” Bakugou caught himself, grabbing the kid by the collar of his shirt to tug him back behind the shelves, “I ain’t starin’.”

“Yeah you are!” His nephew sniggered, “You’re giving her the same look my dad gives ma.”

“No I ain’t.” Bakugou almost pouted, crimson eyes still peeking at you through the shelves in the aisle he was down as you continued to place more books onto the table in your section.

“You so are,” His tone increased, and Bakugou had to stop himself from slapping a palm over his big mouth to shut him up, “You’re so obvious. Look how red you are!”

Was he that obvious? Bakugou had done everything he could to be subtle each week when he visited your bookstore, trying to stick to the same shelves and strategically picking up books so he didn’t seem like was just staring at you all the time. Not that it was his fault anyway, you were so fucking pretty.

“Why don’t you go and talk to her?”

“She’s workin’.” Bakugou replied as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. He’d probably said a total of five words to you since he’d started coming into your book store a few weeks ago, and the thought of saying any more had a ferocious pit growing inside his stomach.

“So? If you like her you should tell her,” His nephew tried to nudge him towards you, “That’s why my dad asked my ma out.”

“That’s different,” Bakugou grumbled, “This is…”

Kirishima knew his wife liked him back, they’d been friends long before they started dating so they had a foundation to build upon. This? This was completely new to him, and the thought of being rejected, especially by a girl as pretty as you, petrified him.

“Wait, you read all those romance books and you don’t know how to ask a girl out?”

“I do know,” Bakugou sneered, “I ain’t a total dumbass.”

“So why don’t you?”

Because he was a coward, that’s why.

Not that he’d even be able to talk to you long enough to do it if he could. His throat seized up and his heart practically ricocheted off his rib cage whenever you were near, your perfume lingering in the air as it had him wishing he could bring you into a warm embrace. He’d ask you out one day, just not today—

“Because I told ya, she’s workin’.” Bakugou began to steer his nephew away from the manga section, trying to get him to leave the store.

It had been a bad idea to still come to your store on his day off even though he was babysitting, but he couldn’t help it. The routine he’d settled into on his days off no longer felt complete if they didn’t include you, the small time he’d spend in the bookstore each week were enough to become the highlight of his day. And he would ask you out— just not today.

“Don’t tell your parents about this,” Bakugou grumbled, “Your dads too frigging nosy.”

“Alright,” His nephew practically sung the word, and Bakugou knew exactly what was coming, “But it’ll cost you.”

“I’m sure it’s a crime to blackmail a Pro-Hero, squirt.”

“So I’ll just tell the pretty lady you fancy her then.”

“Fine, fine,” Bakugou snarled, the corner of his lip curling to bare his gum, “Whaddya want?”

“That water gun we saw at the toy store.”

God, Kirishima was gonna kill him.

“Fine.” Bakugou groaned, walking towards the cash register to pay for the candy that he’d picked up.

“But you have to get one too so we can play together, alright?”

Two guns. Kirishima’s wife would definitely kill him before he even attempted to sweet talk his best friend.

“I was going to say the loser has to tell that girl from the bookstore that you like her, but you’ll probably lose because you’re old.”

“Oi, you cheeky little shit,” He ruffled his nephew's messy black hair, “Watch who you’re callin’ old, squirt. I’ll kick your ass and ask her out.”

#bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou drabble #soft bakugou #mha x reader #bnha x reader

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 11 months

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The Only One

Steve Harrington x Reader.

Summary; I was watching Stranger Things earlier and the part where Nancy is in the trance that Vecna has her under and all I can think about is writing a similar story with the reader (like it's you it happens to instead of Nancy) and Steve freaking out.

You've been sleeping together for a while, it's just casual to him at least but you're falling for him but don't want to tell him, especially with all the shit going on in The Upside Down and Hawkins and with Steve and Nancy kinda connecting again.

Steve realises when he thinks he's going to lose you that he loves you and not Nancy and he confesses he loves you just as Vecna's hold on you breaks.

Warnings; Angst with a happy ending. 18+ minors dni

I don't give anyone permission to copy, reuse or repost my work.

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The relationship between you and Steve had started a few months ago, both of you growing closer since July 4th last year.

The first night you slept together was a combination of Steve bemoaning a string of bad dates he had went on with a girl called Demi and you wanting to forget all the nightmares surrounding July 4th for a little while.

Then it snowballed to meeting up regularly, sneaking around during your shifts together at Family Video.

Honestly, the sex was mind blowing and the more you lost yourself in Steve, talking to each other until the early morning, getting to know him the more you fell for him.

Yet you kept quiet even as the new threat plaguing Hawkins was in full force.

It was no time to confess feelings, not now.

The new threat, Vecna. It drew Nancy and Steve together again, the unresolved tension hung in the air and you could only watch your stomach sinking as Steve gazed at Nancy.

He still loved her. He would never love you and it broke your heart.

Nancy dove right after Steve as fast as you did when he was pulled under water by the vines and into The Upside Down.

You saw the looks as she tended to his wounds after the demo bat attack, the way he reached for her when earthquakes rocked the Upside Down.

Every interaction tore your heart in two and yet you couldn't say a thing because no one knew about you and Steve.

Let's face it even if they did it's not like you could compare to Nancy. She was the first girl Steve loved, she was special.

You were just an outlet to him. Even if sometimes you thought that his feelings for you were deepening it was most likely wishful thinking on your part.

It didn't matter though, not now. Not when you had a possible brewing apocalypse to help stop.

So you pushed your broken heart aside.

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You didn't know what happened. One minute you were climbing the rope made of bedsheets that Dustin had fashioned to help aid your way out of The Upside Down.

The next minute everything changed and you were falling through the air into nothingness, hearing the faint echoes of Steve calling your name fading away.

When you finally landed after what feels like hours, you're at the mall standing up shakily as fireworks burst around you.

Anna your friend who died last year near the mall, flayed just like all the other poor souls who had lost their life is currently walking towards you with a soft smile on her features.

Memories from last summer flood through you, how she died.

She was heading to the mall to pick you up from your shift at the small boutique clothing store but unbeknownst to her you were with the Scoop Troop at the time when you were meant to be finishing your shift and meeting her.

On the way there she had met Billy and it was too late for her, she had joined the flayed.

Guilt filled you up inside because you hadn't told her what had been going on with Billy, no matter if she thought it crazy or unbelievable if she knew what was really going on in Hawkins then she wouldn't have been out in the first place.

You were with Dustin, Erica, Robin and Steve at the time, pulled into the Scoop Troops mission to decode a translation that Dustin had heard on the radio.

You were friends with Robin and she reached out for your help in decoding the saying as both of you learnt many languages.

Everything after that was a blur, investigating that delivery company, being trapped in the lift that plunged down to the depths of Starcourt mall, being captured by Russians, Steve taking a beating for you and Robin...

Helping Dustin's friend El from Billy and that horrifying monster from trying to kill her, it was terrifying, your heart hammering in your chest as you were introduced to the horrors of living in Hawkins.

Another dimension of sorts right under your feet.

Anna walks over to you and your frozen on the spot. When Anna was confirmed to be part of the many people that died as the part of the Flayed, you were inconsolable.

The guilt plagued you, survivors guilt the counsellor had told you when you spoke about Anna to her briefly.

"Why didn't you mention what was happening? You knew what was going on in Hawkins with Billy, that monster and yet and not once did you mention anything to me?"

The words eat away at you and tears roll down your cheeks because you could have said something, found Anna and warned her once you escaped from the Russians but you didn't.

Between being drugged by the Russians, to escaping them and then all the shit that followed everything was focused on the absolute nightmare you and the rest of the Scoop Troop found yourself in.

But what if you had managed to find Anna somehow? It was irrational as there was no time but your mind constantly clung to the what ifs?

"There was no time, I'm so sorry, I wish I could have found some way to save you. Every day I think of what I could have done...I"

The smile from her face slips and anger flashes across her features.

"Lies! You could have but you didn't! You'd rather run around with Steve Harrington!

I bet you're so happy right now that his attention is all on you, sleeping with him to dull the fact that you're a bad friend, the guilt eating away at you"

Sobs escape your lips and you shake your head desperate for her to understand but she grips your arms tight, shaking you.

The smile is back but it's eerie, it makes your stomach bottom out.

"No matter, you'll die soon too, you all will" the voice that speaks isn't Anna this time. No, this voice sends chills down your spine and Anna morphs into a thing of nightmares.

The evil that killed Chrissy, Jordan and Freddie. Who had cursed Max.

Vecna.

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You're someplace new now, surrounded by the bodies of people, children, teens and adults blooded and dead on the floor.

Fear pulses through you as you run through the halls. There's a sinking feeling inside you that this is where El was kept and experimented on, the others like her.

Sadness aches deep in your bones. What happened here?

Growls fill the air and fear roots you to the spot as Vecna approaches and calls your name.

No matter where you run it's no use because he will find you, even as you try desperately to move the boards blocking off the door you know it's no use.

Still, every instinct in you compels you to fight, to escape.

Vines snake their way up your jeans and tighten around your skin before you can stop it.

They wrap around your legs and your arms to keep you in place.

Vecna walks slowly towards you, and your heart pounds in your chest.

"It's time for me to show you who I am. What is coming. You can't escape it. Victory will be mine" his fingers latch onto your face and visions flash through your mind.

Vecna was Henry , Victor Creels, son, he was the cause of the physiological torture of his family, of his mother and sisters deaths.

Brenner found Henry at the hospital when the power overwhelmed him, fabricating that Henry died in a coma when in reality he became Brenners first test subject.

001

Then there's flashes of things, all of it leading up to a fight of powers between El and 001 after he murdered all the others like El, the doctors and scientists.

El refusing to join him to rid the world of mankind.

Then she sees how he became Vecna, how he first ended up in The Upside Down, his hatred for humans, thirst for revenge palpable.

Then the vision changes.

Death, screaming, blood everywhere. The bodies of your parents, of Robin and Steve lay dead as monsters ravage Hawkins.

This is Vecna's endgame. To open the gates between Hawkins and The Upside Down for good. To unleash hell.

Steves voice is calling to you. You hear it barely at first but it grows stronger.

I love you.

It must be a trick, a torture method of Vecna's because you know that isn't true. Steve doesn't love you.

At that moment the thrall you are under breaks and you are back in The Upside Down with Steve gasping for breath and shaking from what you have seen.

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At the very second you were under Vecna's curse in The Upside Down, Steve had gestured for you to go next to climb the rope and get out of the hell scape you were in but when you don't respond he turns to you in confusion.

Your eyes are rolling to the back of your head, your body twitching and it feels like there is ice in his veins as realises that Vecna has invaded your mind.

The curse. Pure fear shoots through him and he swears his heart almost stops and he rushes to you, shaking you and shouting your name.

Confused voices echo from above as he sees Dustin, Nancy and Eddie peer down at you and him in worry.

"Get tapes, anything you can! Now!" he yells at them as he begs you to snap out of the trance.

"Please, please sweetheart"

Were you going to die? The thought of your body broken, limbs bent in unnatural angles, just gone... almost breaks him.

The thought of not seeing you smile, hearing you giggle at his lame jokes or curling up beside him, head rested on his chest terrifies him.

"Baby, please. Can you hear me?" he begs but it's like talking to a brick wall. You don't respond just stay under the trance and Steve just for a few seconds feels numb with agony.

Quickly he snaps out of it. No, he will reach you and you'll be fine he tells himself even when it feels like he can't breathe and dread and panic clouds his mind.

He can hear the faint sounds from up in Eddie's trailer and he shouts for the others to hurry.

There has to be something in the Munson trailer to use, some tape that Munson has that possibly includes your favourite song.

As he thinks of this he knows it's a long shot because your musical tastes and Eddie's were worlds apart.

You sang along to Blondie or Madonna, danced around your room to Duran Duran and The Beatles, tapes of Journey, AC/DC, would Munson have something of them?

He knows your favourite song though, it comes to him as he remembers you singing it in his car when he picked you and Robin up one day.

Crazy for you- Madonna. Frantically he shouts to the others to find the tape with Crazy for You on it, even though he knows deep down Munson won't have anything like it.

Time is running out and he's desperate, begs you to wake.

"I can't lose you, sweetheart. Come back to me please come back to me"

It's then he realized something that he's known deep down for a while and yet never fully accepted until now.

Nancy and him could never work, not again. They were too different, yeah they needed to clear the air between them, many things were left unresolved but there was no going back.

He didn't want Nancy back because he had moved on. Over the last few months, he had slowly fallen in love with you.

It was you who he wanted to be with. It was you who he loved.

"I love you, sweetheart, come back to me. I love you" he calls to you.

He startles as you come out of your trance and he catches you before you drop to the ground.

Relief floods through him and he cradles you to his chest. Did you hear his confession? What had happened when you were under Vecna's spell?

"Steve" you choke out as tears run down your cheek and he wipes them away tenderly.

"I'm here honey, I'm here"

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Somehow Steve had managed to get you and him out of the Upside Down and when you woke up to Nancy and Max kneeling next to you the vision Vecna showed you comes to the forefront.

"What happened?" Nancy asks kindly and you recall everything that occurred, leaving nothing out.

Everything Vecna showed you. Including the vision that would haunt your dreams.

"All I could see was death everywhere, cracks along Hawkins splitting the town in half, monsters and darkness and my parents were dead... Robin and... Steve" he is at you at once and his hand entwines with yours.

"It was what would happen if Vecna won, if Max died and the gates opened. Hell would follow, death. We can't let that happen" you say and your voice goes stronger, fiercer.

It was time to save Hawkins, save Max and avenge Chrissy, Jordan and Freddies death.

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A few days had passed since Vecna's defeat, The Upside Down being gone for good.

Eddie was recovering in hospital, Hopper miraculously back from the dead had taken on the role of sheriff and cleared Eddie of any involvement in Chrissy, Jordan and Freddie's deaths.

Max was recovering in hospital as well, she almost didn't make it when she was under Vecna's curse but somehow, by some miracle El's powers had come back and even in California she helped Max.

All of you banded together to weaken Vecna but El delivered the killing blow that destroyed the mind flyer and The Upside for good.

Now she was back along with Hopper, Joyce, Murray, Jonathan and Will.

Also, their friend Argyle who you liked immediately, the guy knew how to chill out.

There's a light tapping on your window and you peer up and giggle at what you see.

Steve was perched outside your window, flowers in hand and you smile as you open the window and let him inside.

"You could just use the front door you know" he shrugs, looking nervous.

"Where's the fun in that? He jokes and sits down, I spoke to Nancy, was long overdue. Cleared up some things"

Was he here to tell you he was back together with Nancy? You want so desperately to tell him you love him but what would be the point?

It would just add to his confusion, make him feel guilty he didn't return your feelings and you didn't want that.

His expression is tender and he stares down at you.

"Are you and Nancy together again?" you blurt out and he softens and shakes his head.

"No honey we aren't" This wasn't what you expected to hear.

"I don't understand. You still love her?" he settles beside you on the bed.

"We talked a lot. Both of us realised we would never work. I don't love Nancy, she's the past sweetheart. We both agreed that"

He hands you the flowers and something akin to hope blooms in your chest.

"I didn't see any of this coming you know? Getting to know you better, us being together. I didn't expect to fall in love with you but I did"

He loved you. What you heard wasn't a trick. He truly loved you.

"When I thought I was going to lose you I told you, I don't know if you even heard me" he murmurs and you take his hands on yours feeling giddy.

"I heard. Shit, I thought it was some torture trick from Vecna and all along it really was you?" his lips press to your forehead.

"I'm sorry it took so long for me to realise sweetheart, sorry you thought I still loved Nancy when it's you I want, only you sweetheart"

Gently you touch his cheek, wincing as you gaze at the scar around his throat, the scar made by the Demobats tail.

"Does it still hurt?" you ask worriedly and he nods as you press a tender kiss near it.

"Sometimes, not now though" his arms wrap around you and he pulls you onto his knee.

"I love you, Steve, so much. I've been wanting to tell you for so long" he smiles as his head rests on top of yours.

"How about a date tomorrow? A chance to spoil my girl, dinner and a movie?" you agree to this and the joy in the air is palpable, you would discuss paying half for the date tomorrow even if Steve would argue against it.

For now, you just let the glow of happiness fill you.

"It's a date"

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#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington angst #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fluff

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nctsplug02 · 11 months

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mark lee smut wherein he's a soft dom who praises you for studying hard for your final exams. (also can you please add a sweet gesture). i sorta feel he's that type. thank you!

[10:46PM]

GENRE: fluff and smut | bad boy!mark + nerdy!reader.

WARNINGS: overworked reader, both protected and unprotected sex, condom usage, oral sex (F receiving), fingering, praising, cum eating, and kissing!

“wake up for me, baby.” your eyes weakly blink open when feeling soft kisses being pressed on your face.

your hair gets tucked behind your ear. “wake up, baby. cmon.” you grin when feeling your boyfriend slide his hands between your thighs.

“there’s that’s smile. i know you’re awake, baby.” you softly laugh and sigh, opening your eyes and seeing your boyfriend hovering above you.

your eyes fall onto your assignments and laptop on the coffee table in front of you, mark must’ve moved them aside.

“study till you knocked out, again?” you bite your lip and nod. “what’d i tell you ‘bout that?”

“i know and i’m sorry, mark. i just want to,” you sigh. “to get the assignment over with.” you shrug and frown.

mark licks his lips and presses another kiss on your forehead. “you’ve done all your best, baby. you need to give yourself a break, okay?”

you nod. “i know.”

“you’re an A plus college student, part time worker at a restaurant and full time nerd.” you scowl and look to the side while mark chuckles.

“i’m kiddinggg, baby!” mark drags it out and giggles.

he falls next to you and pulls on your thighs. “c’mere, baby.” you whine and toss your leg over his.

“you need some time away from studying.” he plays with your hair and twirls the soft lock around his finger.

“wanna go out tomorrow?” you bite your lip and him. “depends on where.” mark copies you but instead of biting his lip, he pouts and hums. “wherever you want to go, baby. i’ll take you wherever and whenever you wanna go.”

you smile and run your hands up his chest. “let’s..” you stretch and sigh. “hm. let’s go eat out tomorrow morning at the new restaurant that opened just down the street. i thinks it’s called moon.. moon— i don’t know but i looked at the menu and it looks delicious! i really want to try the food!”

“mhm, and what else, baby?” mark runs his hands down your hips and thighs. “after breakfast.. maybe we can go to the mall?”

mark bites his lips. “ya’ gonna get some new pretty sets?” you shrug and feel your cheeks heat up. “mm, maybe. maybe i’ll let you pick some out for me and i’ll give you a fashion show, hm?” mark groans and tosses his head back, his hands gripping tighter around your hips.

“what else, baby. tell me more.” mark practically begs.

“i’ll give you a little lap dance with the sets you picked out and i’ll maybe show you how we’ll they fit snuggly around my hips and my breasts.”

marks hands slide under your sweatshirt and under your bra. your bra slips over your breasts and he cups them. “fuck, baby!” mark groans and hisses when feeling your hard nipples.

“show me, baby. i wanna see a little demonstration.”

awhh, how you can’t say no to those precious beady eyes.

you giggle a little before ripping off your shirt and tossing it behind you. mark groans, again when seeing your tits bounce from your sweatshirt being slightly caught under your breasts.

slowly, you slip off of marks lap and you stand, slightly bent over just so your lips touch the shell of marks ear. “sit here like a good boy for me, baby.” you whisper.

before you stand straight, you slip your thumbs under the waist band of your gray shorts and you drag them down your legs until they pool around your feet.

“jesus, y/n.” mark whimpers under his breath and tosses his head back.

“look at me, mark. watch me.” mark brings his eyes to you and looks you up and down, slowly his mouth fills with drool.

your hand reaches back and your bra becomes undone. a small relieved sigh soothes out your nose when feeling the free feeling of your breasts being bra-less.

“n—no— no, stop,” you cross your arms and tilt your head. “no, baby. no— this is supposed to be about you, y/n.”

mark sits up and grabs your hand, softly rubbing circles on the back of your hand and sighing.

“i’m.. i’m work-free.. i’m not so stressed like you are with exams— let me take care of you tonight, baby.” you open your mouth to protest but mark yanks you on his lap. “please, baby.”

you bite your lip and sigh, unable to tear your eyes away from his pleading beady eyes. “okay, you can take care of me— only because i really am stressed and i really need your care taking right now.”

mark hugs you tightly and buries his face into your breasts. “i love you, baby.” he presses a loud kiss and pulls away.

“let me take care of you.” mark whispers and stands, his hands cupping your ass and making sure you’re secured and safe.

mark walks to the bedroom and kicks open the door, when near the bed, he lays you down softly. “you’re the most precious thing in the world.” mark says to you and presses a kiss on your nose as you giggle.

“cmon, mark.” you say with a hint of impatience.. as if you and mark didn’t have a quickie before he went out to play basketball with chenle who was growing impatient and spamming mark with missed calls and texts.

“i wanna take my time, baby. what’s the rush? we have all night, my love.” you nod and press your lips together.

mark softly laughs and sits up straight so that he isn’t hovering you so closely, he then reaches and flicks the lamp on so it’s on a dim level, just enough light to see each other. mark rips off his hoodie and pulls down his joggers, his boxers slightly following the joggers.

“fuck,” mark hisses at the aching pain in his cock that died to be touched.

mark shakes his head and clears his throat. he continues to undress himself from head to toe and when he reaches his glasses you sit up.

“no, keep them on.”

“but—“

your hand goes to his hand. “please.”

mark nods and pushes his glasses back up his nose bridge.

your eyes fall onto marks cock, his cock twitches and leans with precum. “mark, can i—?” you point to his dick but he shakes his head.

“tonight’s about you, remember.”

“but—“

mark leans closer and smiles. “just you tonight, baby. all you.”

“okay,” you nod.

mark grabs your thighs and yanks you until you’re flat on your back and your thighs are apart.

“so pretty..” mark mutters under his breath while looking down at your cunt as if it was treasure. “god.” mark runs his thumb down your slit.

you gasp lightly and your legs slightly move together. “nuh-uh, baby. keep’em open.” mark says as he gently pushes them back apart.

“m—mark.. this is embarrassing.” you say and then gasp when feeling mark slip his fingers into you. “what is?” your jaw is dropped but nothing comes out, instead you shake your head.

your eyes slowly shut when feeling pleasure take over your embarrassment. “oh, god, mark.” you softly hiccup gasps.

marks fingers still for a moment and then your eyes go wide.

“fuck!” you cry out and slightly sit up when feeling marks tongue on your clit.

you look down to see mark focused on your clit. his tongue lapping your juice and folds. mark squeezes his eyes shut when feeling your hand mess with his hair.

his fingers squeezing through your gummy walls, scissoring in and out, using his tongue to flick your clit.

“oh, mark.” you gasp, arching your back off the bed and digging your hips more into the mattress.

you could feel marks lips form into a smile when hearing your moans for him. your moans were absolute music to his ears.

the pleasure becomes overwhelming; his fingers thrusting in you while his tongue teases your clit.

your orgasm comes crashing on you within seconds. your moans fill up the moan and marks groans and giggles follow along.

mark pulls away— making sure he gives a good last nibble on your clit.

you whine at the sudden loss of being filled. “mmark,” you jut your lips and sit up.

“hmm?” he hums.

“you taste so fucking sweet.” mark groans while suckin’ on his fingers that were coated in your cum.

your eyes move to his shoulder which oddly flexes repeatedly. then your eyes trail down to see mark giving himself a few jerks.

mark reaches over you and opens the bottom drawer to his nightstand, he digs around until finally you hear a wrapper sound.

mark stands back on his knees and tears the corner of the condom wrapper.

your cunt drips from the sight of mark just sliding the condom on his cock.

“awh,” you whimper and shut your eyes. your pussy clenches around nothing but your fingers find your clit.

“nuh, uh.” mark grabs your hand and pushes you back onto your back. “mark!” you whine and he pushes your legs apart.

“what’s wrong, baby? you don’t want my dick?” you shake your head. “i do! i do!” you’re ashamed with how quick you answer.

mark chuckles and grabs your legs, he stacks your calves on his thighs and uses his cock to tease the entrance of your pussy.

“st—stop teasin’— oh!” you gasp as mark slips into you. with such ease. “what were you saying now?” you shake your head, pressing your lips together as you attempt to hide your whimpers.

“lemme hear you, baby.” mark says, burying himself more into you.

your jaw drops and moans spill out. “‘s right, baby. you sound so pretty.. so fucking pretty.” mark growls lowly and kisses you roughly.

you let out a small squeak when marks gold chain that you got him for your two year anniversary, smacks your chin.

“you feel so good, y/n.” mark whispers against your lips. “so fucking good.”

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

your eyes widen at the sudden alarm going off. mark stills and sighs, he reaches above you and presses ‘stop’ on your screen.

“m—mark, that’s my alarm— it—it’s a reminder to finish my summative project due for criminal justice class.”

“baby,” mark frowns. “can we put school work side? i mean, get that it’s finals but baby, you’re overworking yourself and it.. it sucks. i hate seeing you all worked up over these finals— why’d you have to pick the hardest classes?”

you laugh.

“im serious, babe.”

“okay, im sorry,” for laughing at least.

mark clenches his jaw and digs his nails into your hips, a whine breaks from your throat. you then gasp when mark pulls out of you and flips you onto your stomach.

doggy style— marks favorite position.

mark yanks your hips up and props you on your knees and chest. “ma—mark—?!” mark spanks you and you jerk forward but mark quickly yanks your hips back into his cock is rammed into your cunt.

“shut up.” he says.

cries fill up the room as mark fills you up perfectly and repeatedly. “o—ooh, god!” mark tangles his fingers in your hair and he pulls your head back.

your eyes find marks angry face before shutting for a swift moment.

your heavy head drops and your body falls limp as marks tip fucks you in the right places.

“ya’gonna listen to me, baby?” mark says.

“ya’gonna be a good girl and listen to me, baby?” you nod, softly humming. “good.. good,” mark says lowly and brushes the hair out of your hair, gathering all your sweaty locks and pushing the to one side.

mark leans closer but continues to rock his hips against yours. “don’t wanna see you overworking yourself, again, alright?” you nod, barely processing what he’s just said.

“you’re so good for me, baby.” he coos. “look at my little nerd.. so worried about her classes that she isn’t focused on me fucking her like the princess pillow she is.” mark plants a kiss on your shoulder.

“maarrkk,” you whine, trying not to laugh at marks praises.

“what, hm? my pretty little baby gettin’ shy?” mark chuckles, “i love you a lot, y/n. a lot, a lot.” a smile breaks on your face. “i love you, too.” you whisper back. “a lot, a lot.”

“i love seeing how hardworking you are, how determined you are so get things done by the minute. it makes me the proudest boyfriend ever.” you could hear the smiles on marks face— you could even see it from behind.

mark nibbles on your neck and presses a kiss on the spot he’d just nibbled on. “i’m so proud of you, baby. so proud.” he whispers the last line softly.

“m—mark?” you whisper swiftly.

“mhm?” mark hums softly and runs his hands over your curves and soft skin.

embarrassment rushes over you before you can even ask your question. “can you c—cum.. in me?”

a bubble of excitement pops in mark and he pushes himself back into his knees so he isn’t limp over your back.

“want me to cum in ya, baby?” you nod, whimpering as you do. “use your words, baby. ask it, again for me.” you chew on your bottom lip.

“can you please.. please cum in me, mark?” mark groans and leans forward, taking a bite from your shoulder. “that’d be a fucking honor to, baby.”

mark slips out of you and strips off the condom, he tosses it aside and slowly slips back into you. the two of you moan together, harmonizing.

“this feels so much better,” mark sighs. “doesn’t it, baby?” mark reads your expression from your side profile. “s—soo much better.” your eyes rolled back and a lazy grin on your face.

mark rocks his hips and starts off slow. and by the second, his pace picks up and his skin slaps against yours.

“give it to me, mark. please, i deserve it.” you plead desperately. “i’ve worked hard, mark, please.”

with your desperate pleads, it doesn’t take mark long until he releases his load into you.

mark pulls out after a few seconds and ejaculates the rest on your ass. with low and whiny groans, mark sits back on his feet and huffs and puffs.

mark holds his cock by the base in one hand and with his free hand, he smacks another handprint on your ass. you don’t even react, too busy recovering from your orgasm.

“geez, baby.” mark sighs and scoops a line of cum onto his finger pads, he turns you over and sticks his fingers on your tongue and down your throat.

you moan around his digits and mark watches with a slightly dropped jaw.

mark pulls his fingers away from your mouth and cups your face, he leans down and smashes his lips onto yours. the salty bitter reaches marks taste buds and mark groans, pulling away with a slightly disgusted face.

“did i.. do good, mark?” mark runs his thumb over your bottom lip and he smiles. “you did more than good, baby. you did amazing.” mark gives you another kiss and sighs.

“would you prefer a shower or a bath?” mark asks.

you sigh, “i’m worn out,” you toss your arm over your forehead. “let’s just take a quick shower, yeah?” mark nods. “whatever you want, baby.”

you giggle when mark picks you up and carries you to the bathroom.

let’s just say, you never studied until you passed out, again.

or did you?

#ash talks #nct smut #nctsplug02 #nct scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpop fluff #nct 127 #anon #nct imagines #mark lee #nct mark #mark lee smut #superm mark #mark fluff #mark smut

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sunraies · 11 months

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i need something super soft with buzzcut rafe! like the reader is really down and rafe takes them shopping and then to get ice cream. maybe singing some taylor swift in the carrrrrr?🫣 idk something cute and fluffy like that?🫶🏼 also i hope ur feeling better from ur stomach bug!

I hope this is super soft enough. Sorry it's not long. I'm feeling a lot better from the stomach, thank you, hunny 😘

Shopping trip

Rafe Cameron x Reader

As requested above

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"Baby? Let's go out for the day. " Rafe stroked your leg with a feather light touch as it was hooked over the covers.

You'd been off. You couldn't really explain to Rafe what was causing it as you didn't really know yourself.

It could be the fact that you'd finished the book you were recently reading, having to say goodbye to characters that had filled your mind. Or the show you loved on Netflix so much had come to an end. You had watched an old movie that made you feel nostalgic. You had eaten the sweet strawberries in the fridge, and now they were gone. Everything seemed to be weighing down on you.

Even the thought of leaving the coziness of the cotton sheets and the warmth of your love's body so close to you made you want to bottle the moment and never let it go.

"Why can't we just stay like this?" You muttered, head resting on his chest, the comfort of his heartbeat in your ear.

"Because, I want to take my baby out" Rafe kissed your hair "I want to buy her everything she looks at" He paused to add another kiss to you head "Hold her bag in one hand and her hand in the other. Wrap my arm over her shoulders so the world knows she's mine. "

You looked up at him and kissed his jaw "Well how is a girl going to say no to that?"

"She can't" He teased and tilted your head to capture your lips.

-*-*-*-*-*-*-

Rafe drove you to Kildare, his hand on your thigh the whole time. He squished it occasionally and grinned as you closed your legs. He looked gorgeous with his designer shades and buzzed hair, making his jaw seem so defined.

You turned up the studio as your favourite Taylor Swift song came on from the playlist you selected for the drive. Being out in the sunshine, the breeze on your face through the open window did make you feel a little better.

The moment you felt truly happy again was as Rafe sang with you. Both laughing as you screamed lyrics at each other. Who would have thought Rafe Cameron would sing Taylor Swift with a smile on his face. If you ever told anyone, they think you'd gone mad but anything for his girl. If singing made her happy, that's what he would do.

Once at the mall, Rafe did exactly as he said. He held your handbag in one hand with his arm over your shoulders as you linked your fingers with his.

He also tried to buy you anything you looked at, but you wouldn't let him. You compromised on one outfit and a necklace you loved. You avoided the bookstore and led him to the ice cream parlour instead. Rafe knew your weakness, and if you did get to the bookstore, you would have up with a bunch of new books.

You ordered your favourite flavour of ice cream, choosing a cup instead of a cone as it seemed to be melting quickly, and Rafe copied your order.

As you sat on some benchs outside, you raised an eyebrow at him. "I thought Rocky Road was your favourite?"

"It is, but this is yours. I wanted your favourite." He shrugged.

You smiled at him before carefully kissing him. "Thank you for today"

"You never have to thank me, baby" Rafe said softly before kissing you back.

#rafe cameron #outer banks rafe #outerbanks #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #rafe x reader #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron fanfiction #outerbanks fic #rafe cameron fic

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five-rivers · 20 days

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Chance and the Community Chest

@bellsandmischief phic phight phic!

“I don't know, Tuck.”

“Come on, Danny. You said it yourself. There's not much else to do on a Friday night since ghosts trashed the mall. And the arcade. And the theater. And the mini-golf course. And the bowling alley. And the ice rink. And the roller rink.”

“You don't even like skating.”

“And Floody Waters. And the park. And the Nasty Burger. Both of them. And the McMasters.”

“We wouldn't be able to hang out in a McMasters anyway.”

“It's the principle of the thing. The park is closed, too–”

“The park isn't closed. It's just that the Amity Park New Religion Convention is happening there.”

“Do you really want to go to the park when it's full of cultists?”

“I don't know that it's fair to call them cultists–”

“One of the groups literally calls themselves the Coalition of Universally Lateral Thinkers.”

“No. That has to be a joke.”

“It isn’t. I've looked them up. They've got some kind of Scientology-level crap going on. They're convinced that you can astral project yourself to the Ghost Zone and travel to other realities that way.”

“Well, I mean, you can, but–”

“Wait, what? Stop. Stop walking. What do you mean, ‘you can?’ Are you saying that astral projection is an actual thing?”

“Yeah? Is that not what I said?”

“Right. So. Should we, uh, stop them? Is that why you've been so weird about coming?”

“I haven't been weird about coming. I've been questioning your decision to bring a dozen binders full of rules for a game when we've never been here before.”

“Excuse you, these are the latest Dragonpath PDFs that I got for the low, low price of free. And there are thirteen of them, not twelve.”

“Yeah, and then you made up the price difference by making color copies. Seriously, Tucker, I think community board game night is more like Monopoly and Scrabble, not, uh. Something with fifty pounds of rules. And no board.”

“Actually,” said Chance Counter, unable to resist butting in despite his eavesdropping being quite successful so far, “‘board game’ in this case is more shorthand for– What is that?”

He’d been listening in, but he’d thought the teens were exaggerating, as teens tended to do. Nothing had prepared him for the enormous stacks of white plastic three ring binders.

“Fifty pounds of rules for Dragonpath,” said the white one, deadpan. He was the one carrying most of the books. “Weren’t you listening?”

“Oh,” said Chance. “Yeah. Are you the only ones planning on playing… that.”

“I wasn’t planning on playing anything in particular, Tucker just needed help bringing them over from his house. I’d be perfectly happy with Monopoly or, I don’t know, that one where you’re building stuff on an island.”

“Catan?” suggested Chance.

“Could be,” said the boy. Thinking back on the overheard conversation, Chance was pretty sure his name was Danny.

“I can’t believe it,” said Tucker. “I’ve been abandoned. Abandoned by my own friend. Abandoned! For what’s objectively the worst board game ever.” He almost dropped the binders, but his friend shored up his stack with his hip.

“What, why is Catan the worst?”

“Not Catan! Monopoly!”

“Why is Monopoly the worst?”

“Because, as our dear friend Sam would say, it signifies and symbolizes the ultimate capitalist hellscape. And also it causes fights.”

“I don’t think Sam would say that.”

“You don’t think I’d say what?” asked a girl who had just walked through the door of the community center. “Oh, hi. Are you one of the organizers?”

“I sure am,” said Chance, smiling. “My name is Chance Counter. We’re right in here.” He gestured behind himself, into the room where he’d just finished setting up the last of the old folding tables. He hoped they’d withstand Tucker’s massive tomes. “You three are a little on the early side, but our regulars should start coming in soon enough.”

“You might get some extras,” said Sam, walking past him. “Basically everywhere else is torched. Ghosts.”

“It’s not only the ghosts. There’s also the construction and the convention–”

“But it’s mostly the ghosts. By the way did you see that one of the groups set up in the park has an acronym that literally spells ‘cult.’”

“Did everyone know this before me?” asked Danny. He circled Chance and deposited his load on the nearest table. It creaked alarmingly. “How much math do you need to know in order to play this, anyway?”

“Less than Monopoly,” said Tucker, also dropping his binders on the table. “Look, man, we can basically play Doomed with these rules.”

“Why would we do that when we can already, you know, just play Doomed?”

“Because we can do things that we can’t do in Doomed. Trust me, it’s going to be great.”

Danny blinked down at the books. “Look, I like a good TTRPG as much as the next guy, but this is a bit extreme. Sam, will you play Monopoly with me?”

“Sure,” said Sam, sliding the box out from the stack of games on the central table.

“Sam! You were supposed to rail against the greed and corruption of capitalist states where monopolies are allowed to form!”

“I can do that and still enjoy a fictional monopoly,” said Sam. “I get to be the race car.”

“I want the dog, then.”

“You two are horrible.”

“And our battle will be glorious,” said Danny. “Should we wait for the other people, or will they not want to play Monopoly?”

“Oh, our regulars are very easy-going. Most of them will go with whatever is set up, although we do have an RPG group that meets every other week. They mostly play Eldritch Endeavors, though.”

Tucker groaned. “I want the boot.”

“I sense a butt kicking joke approaching, but would you really kick a dog? A doggy? A cute little puppy?”

“I hate you.”

Chance heard the community center door open again. He poked his head back out into the hallway. “Andrew!” he said, as the teens mumbled something about sense. “Great to see you. We don’t usually get you on the first Friday.”

Andrew, who was tall, thin, and sported a goatee, paused. “The first Friday?”

“Lost track of the days, huh? Well, might as well make the most of it. We’ve got some kids setting up a game of Monopoly back there.”

“Yes, I suppose I might as well,” said Andrew. He pulled off his coat, folded it over his arm, and stopped halfway into the room. “You!”

“You!” replied Danny.

“Chance, you really can’t allow this poetry-destroying hoodlum in here!”

“I said I was sorry! And then you attacked me!”

“It was my magnum opus!”

“Hey! Hey! This is a community game night,” said Chance. “The center policy is that everyone is welcome here unless they start something here, okay?”

“What about restraining orders?” asked Danny.

“Do you have one?”

“... No.”

“Then I don’t see how that matters. Now, you don’t have to play together–”

“Oh, but I will,” said Andrew, pulling a chair up to the table. “I’ll take any avenue to give this brat the beating he so richly deserves.”

“Oh, it’s on.”

“Uh, could we maybe tone down the smack talk as well? Maybe to something that wouldn’t get you arrested when taken out of context?”

Andrew simmered. Danny glared.

“Hi, Chance, what’ve we got– What are you doing here?”

“Star?” asked Sam, incredulously.

“Mikey?” asked Tucker, more incredulously.

“Oh, uh, hi, guys,” said Mikey, shyly.

Danny looked between the two of them. “Did you guys not know that they’re dating or something?”

“How do you know that we’re dating?” demanded Star.

“We’re keeping it secret!” said Mikey, horrified and loud enough that any secrecy was most likely moot.

“Not very well.”

Star swallowed visibly. “If you tell anyone–”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, no threats during community game night, please,” said Chance. “My heart can’t take it.”

“Who would we even tell?” asked Tucker. “We’re social pariahs. Hey, Mikey, how do you feel about Dragonpath?”

“Third edition is better. And Eldritch Endeavor is better than all of them.”

“You’re dead to me.”

“Aw, Tucker, I thought I was dead to you.��

“Anyway, this is the first Friday,” said Star. “Not RPG night. Is this the set with the purse?”

“Don’t think so,” said Danny, peering into the box.”

“I’ll get it,” said Mikey, moving towards the stack of game boxes where the second Monopoly set was hiding. “Is anyone the iron yet?”

“The what?” asked Tucker.

“The clothes iron,” said Mikey. “I like the irony.”

“Oh, you mean the useless technological throwback.”

“I iron some of my clothes,” said Sam.

“Of course you do,” said Tucker, shaking his head. “Of course you do.”

“I would like to play the game, now,” said Andrew.

Chance clapped his hands together. “So, Danny, why don’t you start us off, since you were the first one in?”

“Mm, yeah,” said Danny. “Let me just finish dealing out Mikey’s money.” He set down a few more bills, then shoved them over to where Mikey had just sat down. “Okay. Dice?” Tucker handed them over, muttering imprecations. “And… seven. That’s… one… two… three… four… five… six… seven. Chance. Erm. Chance card, I mean. So, let’s see here… ‘Take a walk on the Boardwalk. Advance token to Boardwalk.’”

There was a wave of quiet as Danny happily paid the bank four hundred Monopoly dollars and set the Boardwalk deed card down in front of himself. He looked up. “What?”

“Danny,” said Sam. “This is nothing personal, but you know that we all have to destroy you now, right?”

Danny’s eyes narrowed. “Bring it.”

#danny phantom #phic phight #fic

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yenqa · 1 year

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here with me

sypnosis : during your trip to go eat sushi, you not only find your new favorite song, but your new favorite person to listen to it with.

wc : 0.48k

warnings : hands on thigh (?), mentions of having a crisis (not in detail)

pairing : nonidol! jake x gn!reader

a/n : i actually saw a writing prompt for this on tiktok and i was like oh em gee i should write that :0 so here i am, also i really like how this turned out so i hope u do too 🫶

“come on! we’re almost done y/n!”

you groan as you place your hands back on the keyboard, trying to type the conclusion for you and jake’s presentation.

“can you read over this?” you ask him, turning the computer to face him.

his eyes scan the screen, searching for any errors or improvements.

“you should replace the last sentence with something else, it makes it sound like your repeating the whole thing,” he answers, returning back to his laptop.

“ugh- okay.” you give in, holding the backspace bar, retyping the sentence.

“is this better?” you turn your laptop again.

“hmm…” he carefully reads the last sentence before giving you a thumbs up, “sounds good to me!”

you had only came over to jake’s dorm an hour ago, yet you had already finished the project. suddenly a memory comes into your mind.

“wait you promised me sushi if we finish the project today!” you exclaim, shutting off your laptop and packing your bag.

he rolls his eyes, “okay fine i did, go get ready.”

“i did get ready!” you argue “let’s go!” you grab his arm, his hand sloppily grabs his keys as you two walk out the door, locking his dorm and turning to the elevator.

time skip

he opens the car door before you even get there, motioning his hand for you to get in.

“thank you,” your face turning a light pink. he just smiles at you, walking around the car to the driver's side of the car.

“are we going to the place near the mall?”

“yes! can i play music?”

“of course! here” he unlocks his phone, opening spotify, ”just play whatever you want.”

“do you have any songs you want jake?” you ask, as the beginning of here with me, by d4vd softly plays.

“no, it’s okay, you can play whatever you want.” you smile at him, turning to look outside the window.

the car stops, as he turns to look at you .

“hey you know what?” you whip your head around to look at him, one hand was on the steering wheel, but you didn’t notice the second one on your thigh, flustered as ever, you answer.

“what?”

“this song reminds me of you,”

“really?” your voice turns soft, as if you’ll scare jake away if you were any louder.

“yeah it does,” he smiles to himself, turning back to the road.

“oh.” you smile, placing your hand on his, “why so?”

“well, i enjoy your company a lot, and i think that the song reflects that well.” he grabs your hand, encasing it in his as he focuses on the road.

you on the other hand can’t focus on anything but him. you didn’t think you had any romantic feelings for him before, but here you were, having a crisis right next to your newly found crush.

“it can be our song then.” you blurt out, nothing coming to your mind at the moment.

his smile grows, “i like the sound of that.”

thank u sm for reading! i appreciate all notes and feedback :)). have a great day my loves!

yenqa © please do not copy, steal or translate.

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xxmayxx05 · 1 year

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Happy birthday

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Genre: Lots of fluff

Words: 842

Summary: You decide to plan a surprise party with a little help from your friends for your boyfriend Eddie.

AN: Hi guys! I hope you like this one shot story that I have created. Likes, reblogs, requests, and comments are truly appreciated!

Today was finally Eddie’s birthday and you had planned a little surprise party for him. Robin and Steve were helping you out with the decorations, while the kids were making the cake and cupcakes for him with the instruction list that you made for them the night before.

Gareth and Jeff were the ones to keep Eddie distracted all day.

“It’s all done, ma’am” Robin said as she stepped down the latter after putting the final decorations. You smiled and nodded your head. Satisfied with the way the living room looked like with the decorations.

“It looks nice.”

“You are finally satisfied” she said as she sat down on the sofa. Robin and Steve were bossed around by you the whole time but they knew how much this meant to you. You explained to them that Eddie never had a surprise party or just a birthday party in general. All you wanted to do was to create a great memory for your boyfriend and show him how much you loved him.

“You guys will get unlimited brownies” you said while sitting down to robin.

“You better Y/L/N” Steve sighed as he carefully laid down on the carpet floor.

“What time are they going to bring him?” Robin asked and playfully kicked Steve.

“We have four more hours, Gareth told me that they were going to the new mall and then to the movie” you said and laughed softly when you saw Steve groan.

“Y/N? we might need your help” Will asked a bit shyly as he walked to the living room.

You sighed softly and got up.

“Let’s do this” you said as you wrapped your arm around his shoulder and walked to the kitchen where the kids were trying to gather all the ingredients.

Eddie sighed as he got of his van, it was movie night with the hell fire club members and his new close friends that he made during the war against Vecna. He would of never thought that he was going to become a “Hero” in Hawkins, have new friends, even less get a girlfriend.

“I really appreciate you guys for taking me to the movies but I need to go back to my baby” He smirked as he walked up to your porch.

“We know, you were complaining the whole time” Gareth said and nodded at Jeff, both boys were excited to see Eddie’s reaction to the surprise party. They had followed your plan and got to your house at the planned time.

He chuckled and grabbed the copy of the keys from your house. You had given it to him, just incase if there was an emergency. On the other hand, it was no problem because your parents were never in town due to their jobs.

“Babe?”

Eddie called out ass he walked into the dark house, confused as to why all the lights were turned off. Gareth and Jeff tried to hold in their laughter as they slowly sneaked behind Eddie and went to the living room to join you guys. He looked behind him and both guys were gone.

“What the hell” He whispered and slowly tried to walk to the living room. Knowing that you might have fallen asleep on the sofa, due to the many numbers of times he has caught you asleep there. Eddie tried to find the light switch.

‘Baby?”

He called out once more and turned on the light switch.

“Surprise!” Everyone screamed and threw confetti at the surprised Eddie. You walked up to him with a small cupcake that was lit up by the candle in the middle of it.

“Happy birthday babe” You smiled and caressed his cheek as you saw him tear up. Feeling even happier because you knew how much this was going to mean to him.

Eddie tried to blink the tears away and blew the candle. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged you tightly, feeling grateful that you were his girlfriend.

“Thank you baby” he whispered and pampered your face with kisses.

You laughed softly pecked his lips. He leaned back and hugged everyone in the living room.

“Thank you, guys, so much.”

He thanked everyone and the birthday celebration started. Everyone started to dance and joke around like always. Eddie pulled you aside outside to your porch for a small breather. He stood behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. Slowly you both began to sway to the slow song that can be heard from the living room.

“Did you like your surprise?” You asked and looked over your shoulder.

Eddie smiled and nodded his head. “Of course I did, I loved it” He said and leaned down to peck your lips.

You turned around and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, both of you kept swaying to the music. Smiling softly at the cute moment that you were both having.

“I love you Munson” whispering as you leaned your head against his chest.

“I love you too princess, so much,” he said and kissed your forehead.

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King of My Heart Chapter 17 - Suzie, Do You Copy?

Author: @stiles-o-dylan24 Pairing: Steve x Summer Byers (eventually) Word Count: 4.8k Warnings: mentions of previous fight, language SERIES SPOTIFY PLAYLIST

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It officially takes two months since Starcourt was built for them to open and shut down almost every store that used to be thriving downtown.

Melvald's is one of the few that is left that hasn’t closed or moved to a new location inside the mall so mom still has a job… she however spends her days marking items down to an even lower clearance price because it’s just a matter of time before the store also closes for good.

Mr. B at the movie theater I had been working at stayed open for as long as he could until the movie theater in the mall opened and he had a week straight of no customers coming in to watch a movie.

It wasn’t long after that he had to let the few of us still employed go and I’ve had to desperately look for another job so I can keep saving up money for the art school program at Columbia… that I was put on the waitlist for. Which is fine if I actually think about it since we don’t really have a way to pay for me to go right now.

I was able to find a job as a lifeguard at the community pool a few days after I graduated from high school. It’s been going great the last three weeks after I finished all my training and certifications to actually be in charge of saving people from drowning.

Well it was going great until today when four new lifeguards finished their training and were officially hired on.

I’m just getting done with the morning shift when I see the new group walking around and getting the welcome tour of where everything is.

I cross my arms over my chest, not even able to help my glare when I see exactly who is a part of this new group. It’s been about eight months since I watched him pick on Lucas and start a fight with Steve for absolutely no reason other than he’s insane and other than graduation I have stayed as far away from him as I could.

Billy stops right in front of me, smirking with those evil eyes of his “Well hello again, Byers.”

“Don’t call me that” I keep my glare fixed on him and he chuckles, jerking his head back “You don’t want me to call you by your name? Did I say it wrong?”

I narrow my eyes towards him even more “No, it may be my name but you’re not allowed to call me by it– not like that anyways” I grumble and he raises his brows “So what should I call you then?”

I roll my eyes and move to step past him while I answer “Do me a favor and just don’t talk to me, you know, like ever.”

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I walk into the front entrance of Starcourt and head towards the escalators, stepping onto the steps that go down to the next level. I head to my right after I get to the bottom of the escalator and I walk around a group of people before I walk through the entrance of Scoops.

Steve looks up from the ice cream bins he’s restocking and throws his arms up and out to his sides, smiling wide “The mermaid is finally here!”

The few people sitting at the tables and booths inside look over towards me and I throw him a sarcastic look as I walk up to the front counter “I don’t swim all day so I’m hardly a mermaid.”

“Well there’s always tomorrow” he shrugs and drops his arms back down to his sides. I chuckle, though I my face drops when I see movement in the back room “Who’s back there?”

“Oh, new girl– just started today” Steve answers and, new girl herself walks out of the back room. She startles and stops walking when she sees me and I narrow my eyes ever so slightly in thought as I try to place where I’ve seen her before.

Steve makes a noise and moves his arm to indicate both of us “Oh okay hey, Summer this is Robin– Robin this is–

“Summer, yeah hi–” Robin smiles, nervously looking between us before she directs her words towards me “Um, we actually had a class together last year–”

“Buckley” I snap my fingers and point towards her “Robin Buckley– we had Click’s morning history class together” I finish, quietly sighing in my relief that I figured it out because that would have driven me nuts all day, and she smiles “We did–” she shakes her head quickly, stammering “I ca– I can’t believe you actually remember me.”

“Wait we did?” Steve asks, also having been in the class, and we look over at him, noticing his confused face. He raises his brows at the look I throw him, looking between us and raising his hands up to his sides “Sorry, guess I wasn’t paying attention in that class.”

“You weren’t, you were always late” I mumble and Robin snorts, agreeing and elaborating “Walking in late and coming into class with bagel crumbs on your shirt.”

Steve glares at both of us while we laugh and shakes his head “Well I’ve blissfully forgotten that part.”

“Convenient since the memory doesn’t show you at your best” I jab and he laughs sarcastically towards me “Very funny.”

Customers walk in and Steve makes sure Robin has it sorted before he walks back over towards me “New girl is a quick learner”

“Robin” I say and he nods, repeating slowly “Yeah– Robin is a quick learner.”

I frown at him “She has a name and it’s not new girl” and Steve rolls his eyes “Oh my god, yeah I know her name– I was just– never mind…” he crosses his arms over his chest and leans back against the counter.

“Anyways, how was work today? You’re here earlier than usual” Steve remarks and I groan, walking back a few steps and falling back into the empty booth behind me “Yeah my shifts are going to be shorter because they hired even more lifeguards” I cover my face with my hands and grumble behind them “I think I have to quit.”

“Quit?” Steve repeats and moves forward so he can sit down next to me “But you said you have the best shift in the morning with all the older people before the families all get there.”

I drop my arms down and cross them in front of me on the table “Yeah but they’re switching me out and putting me on the afternoon shift and I won’t be alone…”

“Ooh ominous” Steve jokes when I trail off and I throw him a look, sharing the somber news responsible for my mood “Hargrove also just got hired on as a lifeguard at the pool– finished his certifications yesterday.”

Steve’s face falls and he scoots closer towards me in the booth, dropping his voice a little “What is that douchebag doing getting a job as a lifeguard with you?”

“So he can hit on anything in a bikini?” I offer and Steve’s face lets me know he was being serious and I shrug in response “He’ll do anything to not have to wear a shirt and I’m being serious, he was eating up all the attention he was getting and he was only there for five minutes before I left.”

Steve is silent with that and just glares at a spot over my shoulder. I sigh and lean back in the seat “I don’t know what to do– I need a job but I don’t think I can work with him, especially after what he did last year.”

“Yeah” Steve mumbles, running his hand up through his hair which I’ve noticed he’s doing more and more lately and I soften my face towards the side of his. Steve clears his throat and looks at me, causing me to quickly look away– even though it was pretty obvious I was staring at him and I inwardly grimace at being caught.

“Why don’t you get a job here?” Steve offers and I quickly look over at him, scrunching my face up like he’s crazy for saying that’s what I should do “Because this stupid flashy mall opening and shutting down everything downtown is the reason I had to even get a stupid new job to begin with.”

Steve rubs his hand over his mouth, nodding a few times before he lays his arm across the back of the booth “Right I know that but the hours here are pretty good and the pay is a dollar fifty more than what you’re making at the pool.”

“Of course it is” I grumble lowly and cross my arms over my chest to be one step away from pouting.

Steve laughs quietly to himself, however I can see his shoulders shake and I switch to glaring at him “What’s so funny?”

“You know you want to work here, I mean–” he laughs once, moving his hands down his navy shirt with a red tie outfit “Just look at this uniform” he stops moving his arms and flicks his hands up, winking at me “So sexy– I know you agree, plus” he reaches up and takes his white ahoy hat off and reaches over to set it on top of my head “This is the real winner of the ensemble– brings out those green eyes of yours.”

Steve lifts his hands up in a shrug, silently saying he rests his case before he sets his hands on the table.

Even with the mood I’m in, I can’t help but laugh. I chuckle, softly shaking my head at him succeeding in lifting my mood a little “Even if I wanted to attempt to be okay with working at this stupid flashy mall– Robin was just hired…”

Steve doesn’t waste a second to scoff at my reasoning, lifting his hand off the table slightly “Owner wants to hire another person because we’re so swamped during the day and because I’m such a phenomenal employee–”

“You’ve worked here for a month” I interrupt and Steve keeps talking over me like I didn’t say anything, “He told me to scout for potential applicants and recruit if I found someone who was seriously looking for a job.”

I look at him like it’s too good to be true, however, he just smiles “Job’s yours if you want it.”

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It’s been almost a week since I got the job at Scoops and hung up my lifeguard swimsuit and whistle. While I was boycotting giving the mall a chance because they killed our downtown, I’m annoyed to say it’s actually been a lot of fun– probably because of who I get to work with… so the fun being had is not really because of the mall per-se.

Another bonus to this stupid flashy mall is that because it is ridiculously busy our work day flies by. Slinging ice cream to the masses is exhausting if I’m honest, however, I’ve already made more working here in a week than the three I was working at the pool, since I didn’t get paid to get certified that first week.

We’re just over an hour away from being able to lock the doors and start our closing routine for the parlor and I’m manning the front counter with Robin while Steve takes his last break.

I hand over a mint chip cone to a couple that has come in and Robin rings them up while I grab a cleaning rag. I walk around to the front of the counter and wipe a table down, looking up just in time to see Lucas, Max, Will and Mike walk into the ice cream parlor.

Robin sets her hands on the counter and shakes her head “Is that your little brother and his friends again?”

I walk back to the front of the counter and lean back against it, chuckling and crossing my arms over my navy blue sailor’s shirt while I answer her “Yup that’s them– bet they’re here because Day of the Dead is premiering tonight.”

The group walk towards the front counter and when they stop in front of it Mike reaches over and hits the bell, which the purpose of is to get our attention when we’re not at the counter, incessantly.

Robin rolls her eyes and says loud enough for her voice to reach the back room “Hey, dingus, your guys’ children are here.”

I scoff towards her and point at Will who’s standing in front of me “He’s my brother not my child” and Robin just lifts her hand up “You guys take care of them more than any adult I’ve seen since I’ve known you so my assessment still stands.”

Max walks over and since she’s gotten a little taller she’s now my height and is able to set her arm across my shoulder, smiling brightly “Can you please help us get into Day of the Dead?”

I throw a look over my shoulder at Robin, silently telling her I told you so when Steve opens the window that’s across the back counter. When he notices the group looking expectantly at him he flops his arm onto the counter, throwing an incredulous look back at them “Again? Seriously?”

Steve swings his eyes towards me and points at the group “Did you tell them this was okay to be a regular occurrence?”

“No” I jerk my head back, countering back instantly “Don’t blame me– you were the one that first said it was okay to do.”

“I rest my case” Robin sighs knowingly and Max snorts, causing me to look at her and see her clear her face of any previous humor, shaking her head a little “I just sneezed.”

I narrow my eyes towards her, watching as she just smiles innocently– however my attention is brought back to Mike who obnoxiously rings the front counter bell again.

Throwing him a look, I make a noise and reach over to take the bell away from his reach “This is to get our attention when we’re not out here, Michael, not when we’re standing right in front of you.”

He rolls his eyes and looks between Steve and I, offering “If we say we won’t do it again will you let us go this one last time? We’re gonna be late.”

I laugh once and argue “Your poor planning to come here and ask us for this favor with plenty of time to make your movie needs to be our problem why?”

“Please, Summie?” Will pleads with those damn puppy dog eyes and I point over towards him “Not fair, William–” I look at Max, who’s looking at me with the same puppy dog eyes and I huff, setting the bell back on the counter. I turn around and head towards the back room door, lifting my arm up to indicate they should follow “Come on, let’s go gang.”

Hearing their whispers of celebration behind me, that they get to see this movie for free now, I lead the group through the door into the back room. Steve has his arms crossed over his chest and rolls his eyes dramatically when we walk past him, which I respond by sticking my tongue out at him.

We walk over to the back door that leads into the service hallways all the stores in the mall use for their inventory deliveries and how we take our trash down to the back dumpsters. I open the door and step out into the hallway, holding it open with my foot and saying “Make sure the coast is clear and have fun!”

With excited smiles on their faces Lucas, Max, Mike and Will walk through the doorway and quickly make their way down the hallway towards the door that will lead them into one of the hallways in the movie theater.

Steve pushes into my side so he can threaten towards their retreating backs “I swear, if anybody hears about this…”

“We're dead!” the four of them answer back in unison and I move my lips between my teeth so I don’t laugh.

Steve huffs, throwing me a look like he cannot believe they just interrupted him like that and I can’t hold it back– I laugh, bumping my shoulder into him so he’ll move and I can shut the door.

“They didn’t even say thank you” Steve grumbles and I chuckle again, lifting my shoulder up in a shrug as we head through the door towards the front counter

“Will probably will in the morning when he tells me all about the movie and I’ll pass it along if he does.”

Steve nods once “Good– thank you, I’d appreciate it.”

I snort and we grab scoopers out of the clean water to get the orders that Robin is getting from the customer at the counter.

About ten minutes later the lights shut off with a click and we can hear the very audible noise the entire mall makes as the power shuts down out of nowhere. I stand up from my lean into one of the ice cream bins and look up at the dark ceiling, Steve, Robin and our two customers in the store doing the same.

“That’s weird” Steve says and walks over to where the light switch is, clicking it up and down a few times.

In between his clicking of the switch Robin sighs from beside me and looks over at him “That isn't gonna work, dingus.”

“Oh really?” comes Steve’s smartass reply before he obnoxiously flips the switch up and down over and over again, increasing how fast he’s moving his hand.

I throw him a look that screams stop it as I reply “Yeah really, the power to the whole mall just shut off but you flipping the switch to our light is definitely going to bring it back”

Just to make me look like a fool the lights come back on right as he flips the switch to the on position. My face drops and I share a look with Robin, who’s looking at me the exact same way, before we look over at Steve and see the smug look that transforms his face. He lifts his hand up and half smiles that I should never have doubted his magical electrician abilities “Let there be light.”

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The next morning I’m sitting at the table with mom and Will while we eat breakfast and I try to wake up more before I have to ride my bike to the mall.

I’m just starting to cut up my pancakes when Jonathan comes rushing out of his room and walks down the hallway. Will and I look over at him as mom gets up from the table and walks towards him “Hey, hey, hey– wait up.”

Jonathan finishes buttoning up the top buttons on his shirt and stops to face her “Oh, no, I'll eat at work– I’m late.”

“No” mom mutters and reaches up to wipe of the very obvious mark from a lipstick kiss on his cheek “Your cheek”

Will grimaces and looks at me like he wants to gag and I can’t help the snort that follows. I drop my head down as I finish cutting up my pancakes, hiding my smile by taking a bite.

“All right, all right” Jonathan embarrassingly steps away from her, lightly laughing and offering “I gotta run– see you later” before he turns and heads towards the door.

Mom lifts her arms up in a surrender and turns around, smiling and saying “All right” as she walks back towards the table to sit down again with Will and I.

Will scoffs, muttering “Ugh, gross” as he reaches for the syrup that I hand over to him.

Mom and I share a knowing chuckle and she smiles towards him “Well, I don't think you're gonna think it's gross when you fall in love.”

“I’m not gonna fall in love” Will argues gently, pouring the syrup over his own pancakes and mom nods, conceding gently “Okay”

I finish taking a drink of my orange juice and make a noise as I set my cup back down “You never know, little man– sometimes love just comes out of nowhere and hits you in the face”

“Yeah?” he asks in what I thought was a genuine tone, however, when I mumble my agreement around another bite and look over at him, I see the cheeky little smirk on his face “Hmm, so is that the real reason you stopped being a lifeguard and got a job that allowed you to work with Steve everyday?”

My face drops into a playful frown and I shake my head at him “I have no idea what you’re talking about”

“So we’re just going to ignore what happened at the Snow Ball?” Will continues and I drop my mouth open in shock “I didn’t tell you about that for you to torture me with it”

Will rolls his eyes dramatically, teasing “Oh no you got to dance with the guy you’re in love with, how torturous for you.”

“I’m not in love with him” I argue with as much conviction as I can and he laughs, raising his brows at me while he takes a bite of his food “Sure, Summie.”

I glare at him and mom tries to hide just how funny she’s finding my torment by turning her head away from us.

“Hey” she gains my attention when she gets up and walks towards the fridge “What happened here?”

Seeing the magnets on the ground along with the papers they were holding up, I shrug while Will actually answers her “I don’t know.”

Mom kneels and picks up the magnets, hanging up the coupons again before she picks up Will’s drawing of superhero Bob and stands up. She hangs the drawing back to the top of the front of the fridge and taps it sadly before she walks over to the table and sits down again.

Mom clears her throat and tries to fight off a smile while she asks “So speaking of Scoops–”

I drop my arm down onto the table and throw her a look like she better not start with me too.

Will snorts under his breath and focuses even more on his food while mom lifts her hands up like she comes in peace “How did training go last night?”

I narrow my eyes thoughtfully at her, answering through barely clenched teeth “It was fine– last day of training is today.”

She makes a quiet hmm noise and nods towards her food “That’s good, I know you’ll do great on your last training day.”

“Who gets to train you today?” Will questions, smirking towards his plate and I glare playfully at him while I answer “Robin is training me.”

He looks up at me knowingly and I throw him a look like see you were wrong, you butthead. I grab my plate and head towards the sink, rinsing it off before I walk back to the table and kiss mom’s cheek in a goodbye. I walk by Will and tousle his hair as I rush out “And Harrington” while I run towards the door and grab my bag, just hearing their laughs as I shut the front door behind me.

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Once I set my bag down in the back, I clock in and make sure my uniform tie is in place before I grab my hat. I get the white ahoy hat positioned on my head when I barely see a whiteboard with some writing on it sticking out from the side of the back inventory shelves.

I furrow my brows in confusion, pointing over towards it and asking Robin who is in the back room with me “What’s that?”

“Hmm?” Robin mumbles, turning to look at where I’m pointing and from the other side of the open window along the back counter Steve widens his eyes, announcing “Nothing” before Robin joins in with “Oh it’s just a kind of running tally joke I started.”

“Started about what?” I ask and Steve shakes his head “Nothing really” however, Robin chuckles and excitedly runs over to grab it. She turns around and proudly shows me what’s written on the board.

There’s two columns, one named ‘You Rule’ with no tally marks under it and the other is ‘You Suck’ with six tally marks under it.

I read the columns out loud and look expectantly between the two, Robin smiling brightly “Dingus over there said that he could ‘up the tips’ we earn by attempting to charm the ladies that came in.”

“All right” Steve sighs out like he’s embarrassed and I move my humor filled eyes between the two, watching as Robin can barely get through her explanation without laughing “So far Popeye over there is oh for six– the sixth one happening just before you got here.”

“Wow” I breathe out, trying to keep a straight face as I look at Steve “According to the stats that means your charm… kinda sucks, Harrington”

“Yeah I can read, Byers” Steve grumbles and Robin jerks her head back “Since when?”

Steve glares at her and leans his elbows on the back counter “It's this stupid hat. I am telling you, it is totally blowing my best feature.”

“Yeah, company policy is a real drag” Robin sympathizes sarcastically and I sigh, shaking my head in mock pity “The audacity Scoops has hiding those luscious locks of yours under a sailor’s hat”

Robin snorts, laughing into her shoulder while he moves his glaring eyes between us, throwing his hands out to indicate both of us “Easy for you two to say– the hat doesn’t look ridiculous on either of you.”

“You’re trying too hard, Harrington–” I offer, nodding my head towards him “You don’t need to up the charm, just tell the truth when you see a girl you want to ask out.”

“Sum, the only truth I have to share is that I couldn’t even get into Tech and my douchebag dad is trying to teach me a lesson. I’m trying to save up money to go to a college I didn’t get into, even though I only make three bucks an hour, and I basically have no future– so using my charm to get someone to overlook all that is all I have right now.”

“That’s not all you have, Steve” I tell him quietly and he looks at me, softening his eyes and moving to respond when Robin interrupts “Hey, twelve o'clock.”

Steve looks back over his shoulder and we see a group of girls walk into the parlor. “Oh, shit, oh, shit– okay... uh… I'm going in. Okay? And you know what?” he takes his ahoy hat off and throws it through the window into the back room with us “Screw company policy.”

“Oh, my god, you're a whole new man” Robin boasts and I lift my hand up to offer him a thumbs up “Let those luscious locks be free– Farrah says so.”

Steve makes a face like I need to be quiet and I try not to laugh as he ignores me “Right? Ooh,” he mocks, moving his shoulders in a sarcastic little dance move.

In the next second though he clears his face and spins around quickly to face the group of girls that just walked in “Ahoy, ladies!”

They all flinch back startled and gasping as the one girl in the middle widens her eyes with his loud greeting and Steve continues “Didn't see you there– would you guys like to set sail on this ocean of flavor with me? I'll be your captain–” he pauses, nodding his head a little “I'm Steve Harrington.”

The chick in the middle continues to look at him with her startled wide eye look, casually chewing her gum before she looks away and visibly sighs like the threat has passed.

Through their giggling and whispers Steve continues “Can I get you guys a little taste of the Cherries Jubilee? No? Anybody?”

Robin and I share a look while Steve continues to list off options towards the group “Banana Boat? Four people, four spoons? Share it in the booth? Anybody? It's hot out there.”

I scrunch my nose up in a grimace and Robin makes a disgusted face, looking from Steve and back towards me. She picks up a whiteboard marker and draws another tally mark in the ‘You Suck’ column, causing me to laugh with the squeak the marker makes when she draws the line with force.

Steve throws a damp cleaning towel through the window towards us and it hits Robin in the side of face, causing us both to laugh even louder as we fall back against the counter.

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Satan's child's relationship with her uncles and the other characters. Headcanons

Hi! That's such a cute and creative idea! (a lot of you are giving me baby fever with these kinds of requests haha) I hope you like what I made of it!

satan's child with the obey me cast

a/n: just to give her some personality, let's say she's the same child I've written for before in my (character) as a dad series, also I'm going to try this new format for this post

mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read, child is around 5-6 years old

content warnings: children, child getting forgotten in a car

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brothers (uncles)

satan might not like lucifer too much, but his daughter does! she likes him because, despite his busy schedule, he tries his best to make time for his family. also she thinks the way lucifer says mammon's name while angry is funny. satan started to let his guard down around lucifer because his daughter likes him so much

mammon is great with kids, he's also one of the most fun babysitters out of everyone. only one time mammon wanted to take his brother's daughter to the mall, on the way they drove past a recently opened casino. mammon went in just to see what it looked like but ended up staying for two hours. also he forgot the child in the car (she was fine, satan killed mammon though)

uncle levi doesn't leave his room too much, but when he does, satan's daughter tries to talk to him. she wants to know what her uncle is up to, and would love to play devil cart with him. sadly levi doesn't trust kids in his room full of collector's items

asmo adores her and she adores asmo back. satan and him are good friends anyways. he gets her clothes from majolish, holds uncle-niece tea parties with her (you and satan are always free to join) and lets her paint his nails. even if it looks terrible he'll wear the manicure with pride

she loves uncle beel because he always gives her akudonald's and candy when you and satan said no. sometimes she gets a little too curious and starts to play with beel's heavy workout equipment, in those times beel has to get her away from the stuff before she hurts herself

she wants to get closer to belphie but he doesn't have enough energy to look after an energetic child like her most times. plus one time she saw him put sardines in lucifer's shoes and thought it was mean. during the same time satan was joining the activity (he had to tell his child not to copy what she just saw)

side characters

diavolo is great with children, sometimes when he comes to visit the house of lamentation he brings her gifts and all, of course this makes her like diavolo. sometimes she even makes him little drawings as a thank-you

she doesn't see barbatos too often, a big part of her impression of him comes from the stories she's heard. and those stories kind of make him look like somebody who works 25/8 and wouldn't want to spend time with her

everyone knows simeon is an amazing caretaker, so naturally he's a great option in case you need a babysitter. your daughter loves spending time with simeon, also because she and luke are somewhat close in age. everytime simeon is watching her, he's got a ton of fun activities planned like visiting a zoo or museum (one that isn't boring for kids)

luke was kind of afraid she'd be short-tempered like her father, luckily she's quite the opposite. luke likes to think of himself as a big brother figure, since the two do see each other often and she always asks him to teach her how to bake sweets. simeon thinks it's good for both kids to have a playmate

solomon also thought she'd be a mini avatar of wrath (also every time simeon babysits her at purgatory hall, satan basically threatens solomon to not give her homemade food) she thinks solomon's magic is really cool, sometimes she'll bring him random objects and asks if he can make them fly

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me scenarios #obey me swd #obey me imagines #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #beelzebub obey me #gn!mc #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me barbatos #belphegor obey me #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me luke

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sensei-venus · 10 months

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Omg for the social anxiety Reader what if Hawk's is the one to approach her and help her out? I need to know how he'd react to someone like that having been a shy bullied kid himself. If you want to ofc

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Reader felt herself freeze up as the new voice seemed to loom over her. A shiver ran up her spine as she slowly looked up at the person. Her heart speeds up a bit from being so close to a stranger.

Her eyes slowly glanced up to find a boy around her age looming over her. He wears a short mohawk and crystal blue eyes that seemed to glare into her soul. Her mind started to race as she thought about all of the things that could happen in that very moment. She felt her lip tremble a little.

“Uh you want this or not? I'll take it if you don't, I have been looking for a new hoodie.”

“No...no ill take it, thanks..” Reader was quick to take the hoodie from the boys outstretched hand. He difby seem to care that she basically snatched it right out of his hands.

He raised a brow as he looked at some of the shirts on her arm. A few band tees called out to him. Stuffing his hands into his pockets he said “You listen to them?” he points to one of the shirts. Reader looks down at the shirt he is pointing at and simply nods.

Her face is already starting to get hot, she didn't want to be here. Why did some attractive guy in the middle if the mall have to see her struggling to get a stupid hoodie out of all people. She wanted to but her tongue and run right now.

“Iv been trying to find their album for months now, it's sold out everywhere. Like I could just pull out my phone and listen to it but I would die for a hard copy.”

“Have you tried Tip Top records, over by the old roller rink? They sell CDs too and they tend to have a lot of sold-out stuff because like no one goes in there. It's like a hiding hole these days.”

Reader clamped up, eyes wide.

Was she really talking to some stranger right now with no issue?

“Really? Never even thought to go into that place but that definitely makes sense. I don't hear about anyone going to that place let alone buying anything from there.” The guy nodded and smirked. His teeth were bright and full as he looked her way.

“Oh yeah the names Hawk by the way.”

“Uh Reader.”

Reader didn't know why this guy was making her smile so hard right now. Any other day she would be running away to get out of this situation. She wouldn't even be able to get a few words out. But some how this guy was making her talk with no problem. It felt so weird and new to be able to talk to someone like this. For once she felt like she was having a normal conversation with a stranger.

Her heart was beating hard but not out of anxiety, there was a new feeling. The initial anxiety was slowly trickling away and new feelings were bubbling up inside her. For once she wanted to continue talking to someone new. Her stomach felt weird in a good way, she wanted to keep feeling that way. Talking to “Hawk” seemed to make her anxiety slip away.

“Hey I don't know what you're doing right now besides shopping, but some of my friends are going to go hang out in the court yard. Probably just get something to eat and chill. Why didn't you come? You don't have to talk or anything if you didn't want to....it would be cool if you just stuck around.” Hawk scratched the back of his head. His eyes lazily rolled as he threw a thumb behind him, a group of other teens was in the back laughing about something on a shirt. Those must be the friends he's referring to.

Reader looked around him and just stared at his little friend group for a minute.

“Trust me they're cool and if you feel uncomfortable or something, just let me know. I'll make them shut the fuck up real quick.”

She wanted to laugh at that but she could tell by his tone he was serious. Clearly, he didn't find the idea of his group of friends making her uncomfortable to be very funny. He watched for her reaction but didn't try to state her down anymore. He seemed to understand her nervous posture by this point.

Taking a deep breath Reader held the new hoodie close to her chest. Cheeks burning with nervousness and embarrassment. Slowly she looked at Hawk with a small smile.

“I would love to hang out with you and your friends. But I will warn you that I'm not much of a talker.” Reader mumbles out. Hoping she didn't chase off the new guy with her anxiety.

She was shocked when he just grinned and laughed saying “That's completely fine. Trust me when I say that most of my friends talk like crazy. They basically entertain themselves at this point. I would just enjoy it if you were there.” she sheepishly nodded at him.

The fact he wasn't pushing her to talk made her breathe a sigh of relief.

“Just uh meet us at the food court in a few minutes ok? It's not hard to sport up. See you later Reader.” he smirked and gave her a small wave before turning and walking off. He walled back to his friends who just slapped him on the back and went back to talking. The whole time he wears a smirk on his face.

Occasionally he turns his gaze back to her, just watching to see if she has run off or not. The whole time her cheeks feel like a lit furnace.

She quickly turns around and makes her way to the register. Clenching her shirts and hoodie in her arms.The smile that took over her face was huge and weird to her. For once she couldn't wait to go hang out with people, especially strangers at that. As she started to check out her stuff with the cashier she looked back toward where Hawk was standing before.

For a split second, she caught his eye and they just stood there looking at one another. Reader gave a small wave. Unexpectedly Hawk also gave a small wave, making sure none of his friends were watching him. He grinned at her before turning back to them.

Maybe meeting new people wasn't so bad when it was people you felt drawn too.

Maybe she could give it a try.

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 2 years

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His Girl

Summary: y/n is sure Eddie is crushing on Chrissy so she goes on a date with Billy to try and move on. Cue a jealous Eddie and shenanigans at Hellfire.

Warnings: Billy is a dick, swearing. Eddie gets a little jealous, idiots in love.

A short and sweet fic because I can't sleep and who doesn't love some Soft Eddie? ❤️

Likes, comments and reblogs are always welcome ❤ I do not give anyone permission to copy my work 💫💞

She truly never meant to fall for Eddie it just happened and she felt sick about it.

Eddie was crushing on Chrissy, the sweetest person y/n knew so she pretty much felt like shit for even having these feelings in the first place because why would Eddie ever fall for her when Chrissy the prettiest girl in school was around?

Many a night she would cry herself to sleep hoping the feelings would go away but they never did.

So that's why she was going on a date with Billy Hargrove because according to Max he was trying to turn over a new leaf after the events at Starcourt mall and she knew she had to get over Eddie.

Despite her status as a cheerleader and being in the popular group she truly felt most herself around Hellfire, Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley.

Between Dustin and Eddie's pointers, she grew her knowledge of the game very quickly when she expressed interest in joining.

Nerves fill her stomach as she waits for the boys to all arrive and once she hears the laughter of Gareth and sees Eddie coming in and ruffling Dustin's hair she gets the worst feeling of homesickness even though she hasn't left them yet.

"y/n, you're here early?". Dustin beams and she cringes knowing he isn't going to be smiling for long.

While Max and Billy are getting on better she can't say the same for Billy trying with the rest of the gang.

"I'm not staying long Dusty, I um well you see, I can't join the game tonight".

Eddie frowns because never once has she stepped out on the game for any reason.

"Why?". Shit... he's pissed and rightly so because he plans the strategies for the games so incredibly and she feels bad for doing this.

"I have a date". All eyes swivel around to her and Eddie and she swears his gaze darkens just a little bit but she really can't be sure because he turns away, jaw tense.

Lucas and Mike join them with Lucas staring at her in horror.

"Max just told me, please, please tell me you are not going on a date with Billy Hargrove?".

Shit.

"It's like one date Lucas, he's turning over a new leaf, we have to give him a chance". He shakes his head and joins the other team members while Eddie's eyes narrow at something over her shoulder.

The man himself walks in smoking and walks over to her pulling her close and kissing her.

"You ready babe?". She nods looking over to Eddie who's determinedly not looking at her.

Oh, she has a bad feeling about this...

🖤✨

The date with Billy was nice, he was polite but she can tell he wants to take things further and she was not ready.

At school, Eddie is distant and quiet, very moody which isn't like him.

"How was your date?". He asks her as they seat together in class, the only one he's shown up for.

"Oh, it was okay. He was asking if he could come to the club?". This is met with stony silence and he turns away from her.

"If he starts any shit, he's gone". She reassures him he won't but has a sinking feeling that she will come to regret that statement.

🖤

From the get-go when Billy arrives the tension is unbearable. He constantly kisses her in front of Eddie and asks loud, obnoxious questions.

It's really hard to get Eddie angry but he is now and everyone knows it.

Billy pulls her onto his knee possessively and she feels even more uncomfortable because he keeps kissing her neck, and playing with her hair all while watching Eddie.

She feels like she's in the middle of something very precarious and one little spark will set things off.

Eddie doesn't care though because he likes Chrissy so why is he so weird and distant, grumpy?

"Can you take your PDAs elsewhere we are trying to play the game"? Eddie snaps and she feels hurt at the way he has been acting.

"What's up your ass Munson, lemme guess... you aren't happy I stole your girl huh? Should have got there first man".

Dustin swears under his breath and she gets up as Eddie does too calling for a break, her belly squirms in nerves and gets even worse as Billy struts over to Eddie.

She gets up following him getting seriously pissed off by Billy's attitude.

"Back off man". Eddie warns him and Billy smiles pushing Eddie.

"Come on man, just want a chat. Look at you! bet it eats you up inside I'll get to y/n first and feel her hot little pussy..."

Disgusted she glares at him, god he is still a prick. What the hell was she thinking?

Eddie snaps pushing him away and his eyes are dark, he's vibrating with rage.

''I'm warning you man, I'm not a violent person but I will reconsider if you carry on".

Billy looks delighted at this and pushes him again.

"Come on then, hit me, HIT ME !"

There's another push more violent this time and Eddie's fist meets Billy's face and Billy whoops in delight.

Dustin shouts from the back as the rest of Hellfire watch on.

"Knock him on the ass Eddie". Billy stalks towards Dustin but Eddie pulls him back and throws him across the room.

''Don't you fucking dare''.

Without thinking she rushes to Eddie and stands in front of him protective, turning to him she gently cradles his hand which is blooded and bites back tears.

"Billy leave now!". She yells at him and he gazes at her in disbelief.

"You fucking serious, you're choosing him over me".

"I'll always choose Eddie now get out". Billy sneers and flips her off as he leaves which causes Eddie to fly at him again and she just manages to hold him back.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have given him a chance, he's still a massive prick".

Eddie mutters under his breath.

"Steals my girl, crashes my game. Makes my girl cry, fucker". His doe brown eyes widen when he realises how loud he's been and she feels like her heart might burst from her chest.

"Your girl? What about Chrissy?". He looks confused and she presses on.

"You like her don't you?". He raises his eyebrows.

"Yeah for like a minute ages ago and then I fell in love with you, shit is that why you dated that asshole?". She nods feeling very silly and he softens wiping her tears away.

"Can you two just kiss and get on with it please we still have a game to play". Mike says exasperated and Eddie doesn't have to be told twice as he kisses her.

"I love you too if that wasn't obvious". She tells him and he grins happily pulling her close and cuddling her.

"Does your hand hurt"? She's a little worried it looks very sore and she wants to get her first aid kit on it stat.

"Yeah, but it was worth it".

✨💖

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #billy hargrove x reader

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I run a D&D club that is constantly getting new members, and we’ve recently hit a budget of some kind. I wanna buy some non-D&D RPGs for the club as

a) I don’t wanna support Wizards of the Coast,

b) D&D is REALLY complicated if you don’t have any pre-existing TTRPG knowledge whatsoever,

c) I wanna diversify the Club’s RPG portfolio and give an opportunity to turn it into a TTRPG club rather than just a D&D Club, and

d) I wanna give people who aren’t able to find a group the ability to easily start their own groups, as each of our groups has 9 players each minimum and I don’t think our GMs can take further weight.

In any case, the main issue I’m encountering is finding TTRPGs that aren’t just easy to play if you know nothing about RPGs, but easy to RUN if you know nothing about RPGs either. I also want at least 1 fantasy option so people who are attracted to D&D for the fantasy element can still access that. You have any recommendations?

THEME: First Time GMs

Alright, so I did some very intentional things here, in the hopes of making this helpful. Most of the games on this list are games I’ve played myself, so I know something about how they run. (There’s 1+1/2 games I haven’t played on this list but I have read the rules).

I also made sure all of the links were to physical copies of the books, because I find being able to flip through a book and read a physical copy of it helps me learn better, and I assume it’s easier to share a physical book with a club than it is to share a PDF. That being said, if you can get a PDF copy when you order the physical copy, I highly recommend doing so.

AGON, by John Harper.

John Harper has a reputation for good games - but more than that, they also make games that are easily contained within one-session chunks.

As Greek heroes, the players will go to various islands in a search for glory, as the players attempt to win enough favour from the Gods in order to be able to return home. Each island can be run over the course of a session, with a structure of suggested signs and events for each island.

There’s enough room for an adventurous GM to stray from the script (or even write their own islands) but for first-time GMs there’s a lot of tools to set you up for success. Not only that, there seems to be a big love for Greek Mythology out there, so this game shouldn’t be a hard sell! The best part is that this is the parent of the PARAGON family of games, so if it's a hit, you can go on to introduce games like Endeavour (Star Trek), Ruins of DOOM (dungeon-crawling), and Starbones (Pirates!)

Pugmire and Monarchies of Mau, by Sandy Pug Games.

This game uses a ruleset that’s basically a slimmed-down version of 5E, so it’s great for folks who don’t want to stray too far from D&D. It’s a fantasy setting with the twist that all of the players are Dogs or Cats: and (personal highlight), animal breeds that have inherent strengths and weaknesses feel much less racist than D&D races.

There’s magic, relics, and inherently opposed groups in these games, such as the Cult of Labo Tor, a group of rats that descended from the same rats used laboratories, and thus consider their true role to be of experimenters and scientists. There’s also plenty of adventures, expansions, and supplements available for GMs, such as The Great Cat Conspiracy, an adventure in the Pugmire Rulebook, with pre-designed adversaries, lore, and tips and tricks for the new GM.

Visigoths vs. Mall Goths, by Lucian Kahn.

This is a neatly-packaged rpg about teens in malls with playbooks and a list of pre-written adventures. What I think makes this stellar for new GM’s is all of the tools it gives you - the playbooks have all of the character choices laid out for you, so it’s easy for players to get a grasp of who they’re playing. There’s a map of the mall, so the table can look at the different locations for both inspiration and planning.

On the GM’s side, there’s information about each of the stores in the mall, including the store clerks, who they know and like, and whether or not they are romance-able. The adventures have handouts and key NPCs so the GM knows who to focus on, while containing roll tables so that the outcome isn’t the same every time. Finally, there’s a track that will progress every time the players move on to a new scene, and because the mall has a closing time, everyone knows when to start wrapping things up and bring the adventure to an end.

Best of all, you can’t leave the mall - so even if the players start to deviate a little bit, they can’t go completely off the map!

Mausritter, by Losing Games.

This is a little game with a focus on dungeon delving, but as mice. The link above is for the physical box set, which includes cards to help the table with bookkeeping, a toolbox of resources to help the Game Master create mouse-scale adventures, and an adventure module called Honey in the Rafters.

Mausritter is cute, but don’t let this game fool you - as mice, the characters will find themselves greatly outclassed by most things they go up against. It will take creativity and resourcefulness to get out of the dangers they find themselves falling into. For game-masters that want to challenge their players, while keeping character creation and management simple, this game is rules-lite with a lot of potential.

ARC: Doom Tabletop RPG, by Momatoes.

Rules light, tension heavy, that’s ARC. This game is designed with first-time game-masters in mind. ARC has a really interesting system called a Doomsday Clock, that will tick down towards a doom that the Heroes will want to prevent. It has the ability to run for one session or a short campaign, and it provides a step-by-step breakdown for the game master in helping them construct the story for the rest of the players. I love step-by step layouts like this, because they provide a concrete place to start and bring the GM through each step of the Clock.

The character creation is also broken down into steps, with easy-to-read text that helps players sort out their stats and skills, while also helping them answer some questions about their character’s personality along the way. This game can also happen in any setting, so you could run a fantasy campaign and a science-fiction game using the same rules! For GM’s that are worried about memorizing a lot of lore, this looks like a game that only needs as much lore as you need for the moments you’re experiencing in play - although if you want oodles of lore, I don’t see much stopping you either.

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