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sillysadduck · 1 year
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MY UNCLE'S GF JUST CALLED ME DRACULA NAHHH RUDE AS HELL😭
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morgombie · 1 year
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huffs. stomps my foot. where are my hate asks huh? where are the mean anons in my askbox HUH
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puddleshorts · 11 months
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I'm having pizza rn and it's making me think of you. 🍕❤️
Aaaw, that's really sweet nonnie. Idk why but I have a feeling you might be the type to be like this:
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Am I wrong?
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peekapup · 2 years
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talk to me people, pls
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blu-oo · 6 months
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Buggy was Roger’s good luck charm
So I’ve had a headcanon for a while now concerning Buggy and his place on Roger’s crew. It’s no secret that both fans and characters within the One Piece world will look at Buggy and go “How/Why the fuck were you on Roger’s crew?” Hard to say definitively whether or not Buggy actually has good luck considering the absolute hell he has to go through in order to face plant into his power/status, but you still can’t argue that he gains things he is 100% undeserving of lol. Oda’s trolling aside, let’s say that his failing upwards IS purely a result of him having his luck stats set to fucking max with a few buffs tacked on. We can even make this more fun and say the reason Buggy’s luck is so paradoxical is BECAUSE his luck goes to others instead of being reserved for himself (either that or the only reason “failure” is tacked onto this is because Buggy is a jackass and karma doesn’t sleep on her prettiest degenerates). I can see this going down a few different ways:
Maybe they were on an island along the grand line and came across a vendor selling good luck tokens. An ornate looking box catches Roger’s eye, and the vendor starts gushing about how it’s their most “luckiest item” and that it’s very VERY much worth the hefty price tag. It’s also most definitely “a worthwhile investment, trust me! It’ll all pay off in the end!” Whatever that means. Roger’s gut feeling doesn’t need to be told twice, so he buys it. This could be a moment similar to Shanks where they take the box back to the ship only for “SURPRISE! CHEST BABY!” :D to happen again. Roger is no longer allowed to go shopping/haul treasure back to the ship without Rayleigh’s stink eye supervision.
Maybe there’s something similar to the Sabaody slave market where he’s being explicitly advertised as a good luck charm. The person selling him shows off his luck by playing simple tricks (like using cards and gambling with onlookers. Look, if you’re gonna try to sell someone's luck, ya might as well make an extra buck while doing so. And hey, this just proves his good luck charm is working). While the seller is distracted, Roger easily sidels up and eyes Buggy’s mean mug. He asks if Buggy is actually lucky and gets a rudely gestured affirmative. “Great!” He says before yanking the kid up and running off laughing. Rayleigh: what the fuck is that. Roger, tankard in one hand, clown child in the other: a beer.
Maybe Roger just happens upon Buggy and and witnesses his luck in action. Sees how instant karma comes to collect after some pompous jerk spits and belittles little Buggy and immediately he’s shamed and humiliated in front of a bunch of people (in addition to Buggy pit pocketing him in retaliation). He witnesses a merchant make snide and haughty remarks and refuses to sell to Buggy because he’s a visible street rat and then immediately afterwards a flock of rabid seagulls dive bomb his stall and peck at his toupee (a piece of bread is flung and lands right before Buggy’s nose). A group of older teens beating the snot out of buggy and stealing whatever he gained that day only to then immediately run into Roger? Well. Etc. etc. etc. Roger sees all this and more and at this point he decides to take Buggy along just because of how hilarious this all is (Buggy’s eventual love for Roger and therefore his luck beginning to include Roger was just an added bonus).
And since this is such a loose concept (and ignoring that Roger was a D so the following woulda happened anyways lol) we can even say that his luck to Roger is the reason for all the success at the end of his career lol. Edd war? Buggy. Living past his initial expiration date? Buggy. Making it to laugh tale? Buggy, except wait- things didn’t go 100% to plan with that one, huh 🤔🤔🤔🤔 and guess who wasn’t there 🤨🤨🤨🤨 im playing or am i
GASP. OR MAYBE HE HAS ABSOLUTE SHIT LUCK AND HE SAPS THAT SHIT OUTTA EVERYONE AROUND HIM EXPLAINING WHY THEY ALWAYS SOMEHOW LOSE OUT IN SOME WAY INSTEAD OF HIM—
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yellowharrington · 2 years
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-- favour for a favour
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pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader (she/her pronouns used)
warnings: none
word count: 3k+
a/n: hello my friends! this is my first fic in the st fandom and the first fic i've written in a long time! i'm not new to writing but it's been a min so go easy on me lol. just had this idea and couldn't get it outta my head so i hope you enjoy it <3
summary: steve has a big ol' crush on the girl that trades him pastries for movies every week.
The morning sun creeped over the horizon as you closed the door on your station wagon, flipping through the keys on your keychain to find the one to open the coffee shop. The parking lot was chilly and desolate, with a distinct crispness that only 6:45am could offer. You unlocked the old glass door with a yank, jingling the bell above your head. You pulled it closed behind you, flipping the lock closed and turning on the lights. You sighed, stuffing your bag in the back room and tying a stained black apron around your waist. You begun the opening duties as the sun began to rise higher in the sky, bleeding orange light through the windows. It’s never particularly busy at your coffee shop, a few regulars here and there, just like pretty much everywhere else in Hawkins. 
However, every weekday at 11:55am on the dot, you’d see Steve Harrington’s burgundy BMW pull up in his usual spot in front of Family Video. Today he dressed in a striped blue polo, the vest with his name tag adorning his torso. You had already begun toasting a bagel for him a few minutes before, pouring hot coffee into a cup with cream and two packets of sugar. He pulled open the sticky front door, the bells ringing through the small shop. You passed him a wave, letting your eyes briefly travel over his body. His hair was, of course, perfectly quaffed as he ran a hand through it. His jeans, tight and loose in all the right places, made a swishing sound as he walked towards the counter. You grabbed the bagel out of the toaster, throwing a plastic knife and a packet of strawberry cream cheese into it and putting the lid on his coffee.
“Good morning,” he smiled, lifting two fingers in a small wave. 
You slid him his order, offering a sweet smile in return. “It’s noon,” you laughed. 
“Morning for me, I woke up an hour ago.” 
Steve was warm, like sunshine, and his presence in the shop made it feel much less drab and boring. “What time do you get here in the morning? Must be crazy early,” 
You tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, cocking your head to the right. “Do I look that tired?” He rushed to begin babbling, suddenly feeling extremely nervous that he was being rude. “No! No, you look great! I, um, I-,”
“I’m joking. I was here at 6:45. I’m off in the early afternoon,” you lamented, turning around to grab another coffee cup, and pouring some of the hot liquid into it.
His eyes followed your body, noticing the way your pants hugged your hips and waist perfectly.  The apron accentuated your curves, forcing Steve to look away, lest he get turned on in the line for his morning coffee. “Does Robin take cream and sugar?”
He shrugged, his lips in a small downturned smile. “Dunno, probably,” he fished in his pocket for a couple of dollar bills. You spun back around, placing the cup beside his. 
Your hand stretching out to gently stop him from putting the money down. The soft pads of your fingers briefly touched his rough knuckles.“Don’t worry about it,” you pushed the food and drinks towards him. “You’re good for it.”
He smiled widely, dropping the few dollars he would have used to pay, into the tip jar. “Best barista in Hawkins,” he laughed. “We still good for later?” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.
What he meant by “later”, was not as it sounded. After your shift on Fridays, you always took everything left in the pastry case at the end of the night and put it in a box. Then, before your commute home, you’d drop by the video store and leave them for Robin and Steve. The food would have been wasted anyways, and the look on Robin’s face when you would drop a box full of food in front of her was worth it every time. In return, Steve would put one of the week’s new releases aside for you to take home for the weekend. On Monday, when he came in for his bagel and coffee, you’d give him a review of the movie he’d chosen. He’d begun to learn your preferences pretty easily, week after week making the perfect recommendation. You’d been doing it for a while at this point, generally getting into a rhythm of expectations. 
“Of course. Put something good aside for me. I’m in a romantic mood.”
He turned on his heels with his food in his hand, flashing another signature Steve smile. The bell jingled once more, signalling his departure.
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Steve hadn’t shut up about the girl at the coffee shop since he first laid his eyes on her. He knew that they’d gone to high school together, maybe even had a class or two. Obviously you’d been in completely different social circles, barely knowing the other had existed. When he saw that you had started at the coffee shop next to the video store, his interest was immediately piqued. At that point, he’d given up on finding a suitable date in Hawkins. His reputation had dwindled over the years, no longer “King Steve”, as they used to say. But he was, as much as he hated to admit it, lonely, and a bit tired of hitting on any random girl that would give him the time of day. He was striking out left and right, and when he’d noticed you that first day he’d gotten a coffee and a bagel, he’d been smitten ever since. 
He walked into the video store with a skip in his step, hopping over the counter and nodding to Robin, as if to say, “sup?”
She came from the back of the store, holding an arm full of movies. “Two coffees? Did you have to wake up before 11am today or something?”
He slid the cup along the counter to her, forcing her to drop the tapes on the ground and catch it just in time, so it didn’t slide off the edge. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“My bad,” he stifled his laughter. “Y/N gave it to me. For you.”
She opened the top of the cup, letting some of the steam escape. “She’s a gem.”
Steve sighed dramatically, not bothering to help Robin pick up the movies she’d dropped onto the carpeted floor. “She fuckin’ is, I’m drowning out here.” He swivelled dramatically to meet Robin’s gaze. “What do I do? I used to be so good at this. Help me.” His hands come together in a feigned begging motion. “I can’t just keep buying bagels and coffee until she somehow notices how much I wanna-“
“Steve!” He was taken out of his trance at the sound of Robin’s insistent voice. “Just. Ask. Her. There’s a million things to do… go to the drive-in, go to Enzo’s… hell, invite her to your house for a make-out session on your couch. Anything,” she rolled her eyes. “But if you don’t figure it out soon, I’m going after her. She knows how to brew a good cup of coffee.”
Just then, Steve gets maybe the best idea he’s ever had. “A movie night. I’ll invite her for a movie night!” He pushes Robin’s shoulder roughly. “It’s perfect. Tomorrow night. My house. We’ll bring everyone so it’s not awkward, it’s perfect.” Robin has a perplexed look on her face. “You wanna invite me, and a group of children, on your date with Y/N? Is that really your plan?” Steve nods, vehemently. “Help me pick a movie. Something romantic.”
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3:00pm rolls around, and you’re all but running out of the coffee shop. You had packed two blueberry muffins, a few bagels, and a cherry danish into a pink box to bring to Steve and Robin. You knew cherry danishes were Steve’s favourite, so you always kept one hidden away secretly, pretending it was “leftover”. You couldn’t help but love the way his eyes glazed over, and the never-ending ‘thank you’s that poured out of his mouth. 
You walked into the video store just as Steve managed to finish checking out a customer. His face lit up as you approached the counter, sliding the box to him. “You’re literally my favourite person,” he grabbed his cherry danish from the box and took a bite out of it, letting out a soft moan at the taste. You suppressed the way his noise made you feel, as your stomach twisted in a knot. “Do you have something for me?”
You pull your bottom lip between your teeth in excitement, waiting to see what movie Steve thought you might like. Sixteen Candles? Girls Just Wanna Have Fun? The Breakfast Club? It made you feel special how well he knew you.
He looks nervous, just for a moment, turning back to Robin for encouragement. She waves at you silently, as Steve freezes.
Your eyebrows raise, waiting for someone to speak up. Robin’s voice rings clearly, “Steve’s parents are outta town this weekend. He’s got a big house and a huge TV, so we’re having a movie night tomorrow. I’ll be there, and some of those little shits that come clear out your donut supply will be there too. You’re more than welcome to come by, I think we’re gonna watch Pretty in Pink.”
“There’ll be food. And stuff.” Steve’s voice sounds almost choked, like he’s holding in a cough. “If you want. No pressure. You don’t have to-“
You can tell Steve is rambling. “I’ll be there. What time?” Steve’s smile spread across his face, as he scribbled his address on a post-it note. “8.”
“See you then. I’m excited.”
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Saturday evening rolled around and you were driving around Steve’s neighbourhood, looking through the rain for his house number. You noticed his car in the driveway of an impressive home, with warm lighting coming through the windows. You could make his body out inside, putting bowls of snacks on the table.
What you couldn’t see was the absolute chaos that was ensuing inside the Harrington household. 
“Dustin, get your feet off the table. Robin, can you grab more blankets from the guest bedroom?” Steve was stressed, making sure every last detail was perfect. He felt slightly embarrassed that he didn’t know your favourite snacks, but had basically purchased anything he think you might like at the grocery store. The kids were being rambunctious, stressing him out, but the house fell eerily silent when he heard the doorbell. 
Steve looked impossibly warm and cosy when he opened the door. He wore plaid checkered pajama pants, as well as a blue sweatshirt. They both hung off of him, slightly too large. “Hey,” he said cooly. “Come on in!” He stepped to the side slightly, allowing you to slide your shoes off at the door. “I brought donuts,” you handed him a box, that a small boy in a baseball cap came by and stole right out of your hands. “Thanks!” He ran back to the couch, next to a girl with red hair that turned around to wave at you. You waved back, a small smile on your face. “That’s Dustin, and Max,” Steve pointed to the kids sitting on the couch. “And Lucas. And you know Robin, of course.” “Hey, I’m Y/N,” you offered. “Nice to meet you guys. Steve talks about you a lot.”
Dustin’s eyes light up, amusedly. “He talks about us a lot? He talks about you like, every day. He never shuts up-“ Robin offers a swift kick to Dustin’s shin, forcing him to wince in pain. “Ow! What’s wrong with you?” She shoots him a glance, as you blush red-hot. “Ignore them,” Steve says softly, “can I get you a drink?”
You nod, placing your hand on Steve’s arm briefly, mostly to calm your own nerves. “Water is fine, with ice, if you have it.” “Sounds good. Feel free to take a seat wherever you’d like.”
The kids are sprawled out on the larger couch, with Robin sitting in the recliner. She had a bowl of Funyuns in her lap. 
You took a seat on the smaller couch, hoping that Steve would choose to sit beside you. A bowl of buttered popcorn was on the table, and you grabbed a small handful. Steve came back with a glass of water for you, holding it out for you to grab. “Thanks,” you shifted slightly, signalling that the spot next to you was for him. 
Now Steve was nervous, but he could still take a hint. He plopped down next to you, his thigh rubbing against yours briefly as he got comfortable. You could immediately smell the essence of his cologne; warm and sweet, like cinnamon and a hint of vanilla. That mixed with laundry detergent and a bit of shampoo, and you were feeling immediately intoxicated by his presence. 
“Is someone gonna put in the movie?” Lucas asked, staring at you and Steve. Steve was obviously not paying attention, enamoured by the black t-shirt that fit tightly around your chest and waist. Your hair was tucked neatly back and out of your face, exposing the small gold chain necklace on your neck. You smelled of your favourite perfume (only taken out of the drawer for special occasions), a summery floral scent that mixed with the ever-lingering smell of coffee perfectly. You jumped off the couch, grabbing the movie from the case and bending down to slide it into the player. Steve watched intently, drinking in the way your body looked. Languid, soft, perfect. 
Robin threw a piece of popcorn at him, taking him out of his trance. It popped him right in the face, a knowing smile spreading across her lips. You settled next to him, finding it a good time to snuggle into him a little more, nervously testing the waters. He grabbed the piece of popcorn as the opening scene rolled, returning a content smile to Robin and then popping it in his mouth.
About halfway through the movie, you were laying in the crux of his arm, your ear on his chest. His leg was falling asleep, and he had no idea what was going on in the movie anymore, too excited that you were cuddling with him so unabashedly. He would never admit it to anyone, of course, but his self esteem had taken a bit of a hit since graduation. The last time he’d had this much physical interaction with a girl was an embarrassingly long time ago.
“I fucking love John Hughes,” you whisper to Steve, your lips dangerously close to his ear. He shivers, looking down at you. “I know right, he’s like, a literal genius.” You were expecting to hear one of the kids object to the giggles you and Steve were letting escape your lips, but there was no pushback. You looked over at them, the three kids fast asleep on the couch. Robin was snoring too, the bowl of snacks abandoned beside the recliner. You poked Steve, pointing at his friends. 
Steve sat up, and you felt his abdomen tighten underneath you. He sighed out a laugh, shaking his head. He pressed a long finger to his lips, signalling for you to be quiet as he reached over to pause the movie. You both stood up from the couch, and you felt Steve’s hand on your wrist as he lead you away from the group and up the stairs. 
His bedroom was so stereotypically boy, it was endearing. Blue cotton sheets, fluffy pillows, a few clothes strewn across the carpet. It smelled like him, laundry and linen. He closes the door quietly behind him, as you take a tentative seat near his pillows. His mattress was soft as you slid down, holding your head up with your hand. He sat next you, wordlessly, allowing his body to relax. 
“Good movie,” you broke the silence, attempting to relax into the bed. “You know my taste well.”
“It’s pretty much my job, so, I appreciate that.” The rain pounded against his window as he mirrored your position, his sweater riding up over his hip. Your eyes took a particular interest in the soft skin there.
“I-“
“You know-“
“You first,” his voice was quiet, suggesting you speak first. 
“I had fun tonight. Thanks for inviting me, we should, you know, do this more often.” You were tentative, and nervous, but excited. 
“Yeah! Yeah like, totally, um… it can be just us next time. If you want.” his voice trailed off, looking for the right words. “Like a date.”
You laughed lightly, reaching your hand out to play with the hem of his sweater. “Stop being so nervous,” he looked surprised. “I like you, Steve. I would love to go on a date with you. Just us.”
Steve looked extremely relieved, flopping onto his back. “Thank god. I thought I was being weird, or crazy or something? Because I felt something between us, just-“
You cut him off, your lips haphazardly placed on his in a soft kiss. He tasted like cherry coke, spicy and sweet all at once. His hands found their way to your hair, pushing it out of your face and wrapping his fingers in it. You deepened the kiss, allowing your body to collapse onto his. Your hand slid under his sweater, warm skin on warm skin, anxious and needy.
When you pulled away, you started to laugh, feeling dizzy. “You can stay, tonight, if you want,” is all Steve can say. “No funny business. But it’s cold and shitty outside and I just,” he pushed his own hair out of his face. “I want you to stay. If you do.”
“I do,” you smiled. “Fair warning, I snore.”
You threw his duvet back and climbed into his soft sheets as he rounded the other side. He slid in next to you, facing you, as you got comfortable between his sheets. You looked up at him through thick lashes, inching closer. “Can I lay on you?”
He nodded, getting comfortable on his back once again. You resumed your spot, ear against his chest, breathing in his scent. He kissed the top of your head, rubbing the small of your back, as the rain lulled you to sleep. Happy, content, safe, in Steve’s arms. 
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fandomnsfw · 11 months
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Doll House - Stiles Stilinski x Reader
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Pairing: Stiles x Reader
Prompt: Doll House by Melanie Martinez
Warning: None really...a little blood I guess? Mainly Fluff
Thank you to my Beta @lets-imagine-fanfics once again for fixing my screw ups! XD
ENJOY!!
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You walked into the school, a smile firmly placed on your face as the girls spoke about their weekend. Jenny was talking about her date with Mark while Anna was laughing about something Hayley had said. You spotted your brother across the hall and waved as the girls started swooning over him.  
“Hey, big bro. How was practice?” You asked with a sweet smile.  
“It was good. Hey, what time is mom co-”  
“Yo, Xavier, you forgot your phone!” You heard a voice exclaim as he spluttered out the changing room.  
“Thanks, Stilinski.” Your brother laughed before pocketing his phone.  
“Hi Y/N.” Stiles muttered with a grin.  
“Hi, Stiles.” You giggled as he ran his hands through his hair which was still wet, from what you guessed was the showers. You walked off with the other girls who instantly started gossiping about your brother.  
“I dunno about Xavier but Stiles got hot recently.” Anna sighed, fanning herself before bursting into a fit of laughter along with the other girls.  
“Anna’s right, Stilinski buffed up and grew his hair out. He looked like the perfect guy, I mean if you get rid of the spazziness.” Jenny snorted, as she flipped her hair over her shoulder.  
“I gotta go grab something from my car before class, I’ll see you later!” You exclaimed cheerfully before making your way to your car.  
You took out a packet of cigarettes lighting one up before taking a much-needed drag. You felt yourself instantly relax. It wasn’t like you hated your friend it’s just they were very superficial and you had enough superficial people in your life to know that you’d never have true friends as long as you kept them around. You glanced at your phone as you took another drag from the cigarette.  
Mom - ‘Going out tonight won’t be back till late. Use the credit card to eat out.’  
Dad – ‘Working late tonight.’  
You snorted as you read your parent’s texts before throwing your phone into your Prada handbag. As you took another drag you heard someone speak from behind you.  
“You know that’s bad for you right?” You’d recognise that voice anywhere. That voice was attached to the man you’d fantasised about on a regular basis. Stiles Stilinski.  
“You know it’s rude to pry right?” You snarled as you took another drag.  
“Oh, so now that your friends and brother aren’t round you show your true colours.” He snorted sarcastically.  
“No, more like I don’t feel the need to act like a fake Barbie doll now my friends aren’t around.” You sighed as crouched down.  
“I used to know someone like you.” He chuckled, as he squatted down in front of you.  
“Lydia Martin.” You huffed with a laugh.  
“The love of Stiles Stilinski’s life.” You added sarcastically.  
“Oh, so you heard about that?” Stiles laughed, running his hands through his slowly drying hair.  
“Everyone knows. It’s also like everyone knows not to touch Lydia now because it’s like a written law that you two will end up together. Small town. People gossip.” You scoffed irritably.  
“Lydia’s in love with someone else. I’m over her. We’re friends. I know you were dating Kieran and everyone kept saying you two were the perfect couple that you’d marry each other straight outta high school but last week you broke up.” Stiles retaliated softly with a sad smile.  
“He didn’t know the real me. Seemed cruel to keep leading him on.” You muttered with a frown as you thought about your parent’s marriage.  
To everyone in this town your family was perfect and rich but behind closed curtains, your entire family was fucked. Your brother smoked weed constantly, your mother was an alcoholic and your father was a cheating piece of shit that brought his mistresses home.  
It’s not a family if you have to pretend.  
“You’re different from what I thought.” Stiles whispered, more to himself than you.  
“Why? Because I’m not perfect?” You huffed with a dark laugh.  
“No. You seem less…Doll-like…I feel like when I see you I’m staring at a fragile doll-like if I touch you or stare too long you’ll break.” Stiles sighs sadly, causing you to stare at him in shock. He hit the nail on the head. You put out your cigarette before glancing up at him with a sad smile.  
“Sometimes the things that go on behind closed doors are things that have to be hidden for the sake of the family.” You replied the words taken from something your mother once told you.  
“If you can’t be true to yourself then you’re not living. You’re just breathing.” Stiles shot you a sympathetic smile that should have pissed you off but somehow it made you smile back.  
“My mom drinks…” You started as you stared at the ground.  
“She does it to forget my dad’s infidelity.” You laughed your tone dark and hateful.  
“That’s fucked up, dude.” Stiles huffed angrily.  
“You’re telling me…My brother started smoking weed last year to deal with it but now it’s like half the time I see him…He’s fucking stoned out his mind.” You whispered, the pain now evident in your voice.  
“I’m the first person you’ve told about this aren’t I?” Stiles muttered as he stood up, holding his hand out so he could help you up.  
“Yeah. I’ve seen you with your friends…You’re loyal. I feel like I can trust you.” You stated as you stared into his eyes looking for any sign you’d just fucked up by telling another person about your fake family.  
“I won’t tell a soul.” Stiles chuckled a big grin on his face.  
“Thanks, Stiles. You’re lucky to have friends and a dad like the Sheriff.” You commented shyly.  
“You know my dad?” Stiles commented confusion in his voice.  
“Yeah, he’s brought back my brother stoned or drunk a few times. Your dad never books him for it because I have a feeling he has an idea what goes on behind closed doors. He’s a good man.” You muttered softly as you remembered the conversation you had with the Sheriff.  
“Thanks. I think so too.” Stiles huffed proudly. You giggled at his expression before walking off.  
“Bye Stilinski!” You chuckled over your shoulder earning an excitable wave from the boy in return.  
Over the next few weeks you hung out with Stiles after school, occasionally some days he couldn’t come due to plans with his friends but if he couldn’t hang he’d text you constantly. You’d grown closer and it made you happy to be able to talk to someone about your problems.  
You got out of your car grabbing your white leather Chanel handbag before spotting Stiles’ jeep pull up. You looked around to check that your friends or brother weren’t about before running up to him and jumping on his back, not realising Scott was at the other side of the car.  
“Good morning Sti.” You giggled as you kissed his cheek.  
“Good morning princess.” He retorted sarcastically before glancing at Scott who was now staring with wide eyes.  
“Stiles, why is Xavier’s baby sister kissing you?” Scott muttered making you now very aware of his presence.  
“I-I only kissed his cheek I m-mean…It’s not l-like I…ya know.” You stuttered nervously as you looked around to check no one else had noticed the display.  
“Hey, Y/N, breath he’s just shocked. He doesn’t care.” Stiles chuckled softly as he ruffled your hair, earning a glare from you as you fixed your hair.  
“No, I don’t mind, just wondered. I didn’t realise you two were friends…Wait! Is this the girls you’ve been texting constantly, that’s had you smiling every 5 seconds.” Scott laughed as he pointed at Stiles with an amused face.  
“No!” Stiles shouted quickly.  
“No!?” You snapped angrily as you glared at him.  
“I mean yes!” Stiles corrected earning an eye roll from both you and Scott.  
“How come you never talk in school?” Scott asked causing you to freeze.  
“I didn’t wanna drag her down to my nerd depths.” Stiles chuckled as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.  
“Scott’s right, we should talk in school too!” You exclaimed as your heart started thumping nervously.  
“Y/N, you don’t have to-”  
“No, come on you can walk me to my locker!” You giggled plastering a fake smile on your face which you were sure Stiles could decipher by now. You linked arms with him and began walking towards the school.  
“Ha! No.” Stiles shook his arm out of yours shocking you and Scott.  
“I am not walking in there linking arms. I’ll look like your new gay bestie!” Stiles exclaimed dramatically causing you and Scott to burst out laughing. He threw his arm over your shoulder with a grin.  
“And walking in like you’re my new Bae is better?” You snorted as you wrapped your arm around his waist.  
“Don’t ever say Bae again or I’ll disown you but yes it's better.” Stiles laughed sarcastically, earning a slap to his chest from you.  
“I’d rather you really were my boyfriend but ya know.” You muttered under your breath.  
You walked into school with Stiles’ arm slung around you and it took all of 5 seconds before the whispers started. You kept your head up knowing if you lowered it, people would think you had something to be ashamed of.  
Scott glanced at you with wide eyes as if asking if you were okay but you just sent him a smile. He walked you to your locker where your friends were waiting. He gave you a hug before kissing your forehead.  
“Laters, princess.” He chuckled as you shot him a heart-warming smile.  
“Bye.” You whispered shyly and once he was gone the hyenas were on you so fast, you almost didn’t even see them move.  
“You’re dating Stiles!?” Jenny whisper yelled with wide eyes.  
“No.” You muttered quietly wishing you could say yes.  
“Then why did he call you princess and kiss you!?” Anna questioned angrily.  
“He’s a friend of mine.” You answered sweetly, trying to stop yourself from strangling each and every one of them. You ignore the rest of the questions and head to class as you took deep breaths and tried to calm down.  
When lunch came around you were worn out from all the questions from other students had been asking, so when lunch came around you went to the cafeteria and took your food to Stiles’ table. You looked around the table seeing no chairs so you just sat on Stiles’ knee. He made no comment as you started eating your lunch but you could see every one of his friend staring at you.  
“Why is Xavier’s sister sitting at our table?” Liam asked quietly.  
“I have a name too, Dunbar.” You huffed angrily as you shot him a frown.  
“Y/N, right?” Lydia asked sassily.  
“Yes, Lydia.” You answered just as sassily.  
“Woah! What happened to make you all pissy?” Stiles asked as he looked into your eyes.  
“Nothing.” You sighed as you looked away from his intense gaze.  
“Oh no, we’re not doing this again, princess. Tell me.” Stiles sighed his brow furrowing slightly.  
“I’ve been hounded none stop since this morning and I really want a smoke but I promised you I wouldn’t.” You pouted as you glanced at him briefly. Stiles nodded before picking up a fry and holding it to your lips without any more questions.  
“My question is why is she sat on Stiles’ knee?” Malia growled causing you to freeze. You remembered her and Stiles dating for a while but you were sure they’d broken up. Maybe you’d been wrong.  
“Why does that matter?” Jackson huffed obnoxiously.  
“There were no seats and Stiles is single and obviously her friend.” Ethan added earning a nod from Scott.  
You tried not to smile so you shoved another chip in your mouth. Stiles tucked your hair behind your ear sweetly before holding out his water bottle for you. You took it with a thank you before taking a sip. The rest of lunch went like this, though I could tell his friends felt a little awkward. Stiles reassured you they just had to get used to you.  
After you walked to your locker with him, he placed his hand to the side of your head against the locker. You glanced at him in suspicion before he leaned in and whispered in your ear.  
“Your girlfriends are staring from behind their books.” Stiles chuckled against your ear, sending shiver straight down your spine.  
“What, so you thought you’d make my life harder to explain by making it look like your whispering dirty shit in my ear.” You whispered back, purposely brushing your lips against his ear. He pulled back biting his lower lip to try and hide his smile.  
“I mean if you’d like me to make it easier I could totally whisper dirty things in your ear?” Stiles stated with a smirk. You let out a little snort even though you knew your cheeks were likely red but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.  
The rest of the day was filled with more questions and gossip but after spending lunchtime with Stiles you didn’t care. You head was filled with thoughts of him. Stiles had asked if you wanted to have dinner at his but you’d yet to go to Stiles’ house and you were honestly nervous. Would his dad be home? Would his dad like you even though he’d basically arrested your brother more times than you could count?  
At the end of the day, you followed Stiles home in your car with a nauseous feeling in your stomach from nerves but you ignored it as you pulled up and got out with your handbag. Stiles slung his arm over your shoulder which made you laugh remembering earlier in the day.  
You walked into his house following him to what turned out to be the kitchen. He grabbed two soda’s passing you one silently before his dad walked into the kitchen clearly shocked to see you in his kitchen drinking soda.  
“Hi, Y/N.” The Sheriff greeted with a small smile.  
“Hi, Sheriff.” You greeted politely, which made his smile widen.  
“Please call me Noah. I didn’t know you and Stiles were friends?” He questioned as he pulled out a bottle of water.  
“It’s a new development.” You laughed as Stiles looked between you and his dad quietly.  
“Oh, are you the new girl my son has been goi-”  
“Okaaaaay! That’s enough of that pops.” Stiles exclaimed with a glare.  
“Well, it’s good to see Stiles dating again.” The Sheriff huffed with a proud smile.  
“Oh, we’re not dating!” You squeaked with a blush.  
“God, no need to sound so offended.” Stiles snorted sarcastically.  
“The whole school thinks we’re dating if I was offended I’d correct them.” You replied, sticking out your tongue childishly.  
“Why does the whole school think your dating?” The Sheriff asked with a raised brow.  
“Cos Stiles put his arm over my shoulder when we went into school today, then at lunch he p-”  
“THAT’S ENOUGH OF THAT!” Stiles shouted rather loudly causing you to jump.  
“Well, that sounds like an eventfully day.” The Sheriff chuckled you nodded cheerfully as he started asking about the rest of your day.  
You sat in the living room with the Sheriff while Stiles made tea. His words were fatherly and caring which made you smile down at your lap happily. He asked about your brother which you awkwardly answered but he didn’t judge you or bring it up after that.  
“So, you like my son?” The Sheriff questioned as he stared at you over his coffee.  
“W-What?” You squealed a blush making its way to your face for what felt like the millionth time that day.  
“He may be blind but I’m not.” The Sheriff chuckled causing you to laugh.  
“Yeah…He’s sweet and he accepts me for who I am even though my family is screwed up. He’s very affectionate too.” You giggle as you remember all the forehead kisses and hugs he’s given you.  
“It appears you’re just as blind as my son.” The Sheriff mumbled making your eyes widen as if you’d miss heard it.  
“Pardon?” You asked politely.  
“Nothing, anyway Stiles should be done soon why don’t we go and sit in the dining room?” The Sheriff asked with a smile. You gave him a nod and followed after him.  
You sat down at the table with the Sheriff as Stiles served up lasagne. After he’d done he stroked your hair. You looked up at him and he kissed your forehead quickly before sitting down. You smiled happily as you dug into the food. Stiles cooking was beyond amazing, which honestly didn’t shock you because you knew his dad worked a lot and his mom wasn’t around so you figured Stiles knew how to cook.  
“This is really good!” He exclaimed with a giggle.  
“It’s my mom’s recipe she taught me how to make it.” Stiles muttered with a smile. You leant over and ran your fingers through his hair before caressing his cheek with your thumb. He glanced over at you with a grin and nodded to you letting you know he’s was fine.  
“You two are so sweet!” You heard a female voice come from behind you. You turned round to see Scott and Mrs McCall stood there.  
“Mrs McCall!” You giggled as you ran over to give her a hug.  
“Hi, sweetie. I didn’t know you and Stiles had started dating.” You let out a dramatic whine as the Sheriff and Stiles started laughing.  
“How do you know my mom?” Scott asked as he sat down with a plate of lasagne.  
“Ermm well…” You flushed as you awkwardly pushed your food around.  
“Y/N wants to be a nurse when she gets older.” Mrs McCall supplied while wiping sauce off the Sheriff's cheek causing him to grin.  
“Really? You never told me that.” Stiles gasped as he reached out to hold your hand.  
“This town is kinda accident prone so I want to be able to help people.” You giggled but for some reason everyone froze, causing you to frown. You felt like there was something you should know but you decided to leave it for now and ask Stiles later.  
A few seconds later there was a knock at the door you stood telling them you’d get it but what stood at the door shocked you to your core. There stood Jackson and Ethan holding a bleeding man that looked vaguely familiar.  
“Oh my god! Get him in here!” You screamed urgently.  
“Stiles, can you get me warm water, alcohol and a towel please!” You screamed as they laid the man down on the couch.  
“Wh- OH MY GOD, DEREK!” Stiles screamed as he ran up to the man.  
“STILES TOWEL, WATER, ALCOHOL GO!” You screamed as you ripped off Derek’s shirt seeing several slash wounds it looked like an animal had mauled him.  
“MELISSA, I NEED YOUR HELP!” You screamed as you took off your cardigan and held it to the worst wound. Melissa ran in with Stiles following. You took the towel and water before cleaning most of the blood when you’d done you grabbed the alcohol and looked up at Jackson and Scott.  
“Hold him down.” Was all you needed to say before you began cleaning the wounds with alcohol the man thrashed around and roared but right now the fact that this man had glowing blue eyes wasn’t a problem or something you could get scared of, right now you needed to stop his bleeding.  
“Ethan, hold his legs.” You screamed as his legs started kicking around.  
“Melissa, hold this for now.” You said pointing to the cardigan on the vastly bleeding cut.  
“I need you to tell me how to help him. He’s obviously not human and right now I have no idea whether I should call an ambulance or wait.” You sighed as you looked at Stiles.  
“Werewolf. He’ll heal fast.” Stiles muttered but instead of questioning you nodded and turned to the Sheriff.  
“I need a needle, lighter and thread. Even if he heals faster, it’s not going to stop bleeding until I close it.” You stated softly before turning to Melissa.  
“I think we should stitch this one then bandage his torso just until the bleeding stops.” You muttered softly as if asking for her approval.  
“Well done, Y/N.” She muttered in a soft motherly tone that made you smile.  
After Melissa stitched him up and bandaged him, Derek passed out. You picked up the remaining vodka and took a swing earning a raised eyebrow from the Sheriff. You stood up and crossed your arms.  
“I just tended to a bleeding dying man who turned out to be a werewolf. I think I deserve it.” You sighed before turning to Stiles.  
“Explain. Now.” You snapped angrily. You weren’t angry because Stiles associated with werewolves you were angry because he didn’t tell you. You had thought he trusted you.  
“That is Derek Hale. He’s a werewolf.” He stated simply with an awkward smile.  
“That much I already figured out myself, thanks. How many of your friends are wolves?” You sighed knowing that going back a few years Stiles wouldn’t have been seen dead with Jackson but now it was like they had mutual trust.  
“That’s not my secret to tell.” Stiles sighed softly.  
“Scott, your one right?” You questioned as you turned to him.  
“How?”  
“My brother has been playing lacrosse with you since freshmen year. You don’t think I noticed when you went from asthmatic and benched to first line with perfect health and reflexes?” You snorted before turning to Jackson and Ethan.  
“Ethan and his brother turned up when people started dying last year. I’m gonna go with your one and Jackson…You and Stiles used to hate each other and now you seem to have this weird mutual understanding. So I’m gonna go with you too. So that leaves you.” You pointed to Stiles.  
“What, you can’t suss me out?” Stiles chuckled with his arms crossed.  
“No, I can’t.” You muttered angrily as you glanced at Melissa you way wiping away Derek’s sweat.  
“Derek Hale. Cora Hales big brother and has an Uncle called Peter. The family died in a fire 12 years ago.” You muttered as you stared at the man.  
“How do you know that?” Stiles asked suspiciously.  
“Laura used to babysit me…” You whispered sadly as you remembered hearing about her death nearly 2 years ago.  
“Derek probably doesn’t remember me. We only met once or twice.” You snorted as you remembered the huge crush you used to have on him.  
“I used to have a huge crush on him. He’s grown a lot since I saw him so I didn’t recognise him until you said his name.” You muttered as you remembered all the times Laura teased you.  
“Why does everyone seem to like Derek Hale!?” Stiles grumbled childishly.  
“Because he’s hot.” You, Melissa, Ethan and Jackson said at the same time.  
“Objectifying a man while he’s passed out from blood loss. Classy, Y/N.” You heard a gruff voice mumbled. You looked down to see Derek with one eye open.  
“I was taught by the best.” You chuckled before you felt an arm wrap around you. You looked to see Stiles glaring at Derek who raised an eyebrow at you.  
“No, we’re not dating!” You snapped at him but he sent you a smirk.  
“Shut up, I don’t need your opinionated facial expressions, Hale.” You huffed as Stiles snorted next to you, before kissing your temple affectionately  
“You grew up.” Derek huffed  
“I feel old.” He added making you laugh.  
“So who runs the pack?” You asked softly as you glanced at Stiles. Stiles raised an eyebrow at you as if asking how you’d know that a pack needs a leader.  
“I read a lot of werewolf romance novels, okay? Don’t judge me!” You huffed with a blush as everyone laughed at you.  
“That would be me.” Scott chuckled but his answer had your jaw hitting the floor.  
“Scott McCall is an Alpha?” You gasped.  
Months after finding out you’d been accepted into the pack as another human member. You had settled in with everyone else, you finally stopped caring about fake friends and pretending to be someone else.  
You were currently sat at a pack meeting with Scott talking away about a pack that had asked permission to pass through. You’d zoned out to stare at Stiles who was sat next to Scott with a serious expression. He ran his hands through his hair before biting his lip in what looked to be stressed out manner.  
Once the meeting was over you grabbed yourself a water from Derek’s kitchen with a sigh. You wanted to tell Stiles how you felt but you had no idea how. Maybe you should just kiss him? Or jump his bones?  
You laughed at the thought, earning a raised eyebrow from Derek who had come to put the coffee pot on. You shot him a grin before skipping back to the living room. The pack were setting up a film so you sought out Stiles, spotting him sat in the corner of one of the couches.  
You sat on his knee then looked up at him with a smile which he returned. You decided while the pack was busy you’d make your move. You leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his lips before turning to the film with a blush creeping up your neck. However, as you finally started calming your heart, you were picked up.  
“We’ll be back in a minute.” Stile stated as he carried you to the kitchen bridal style.  
“Wanna tell me what just happened?” Stile asked seriously which honestly scared you.  
“I-I kissed you?” You supplied, though it came out more like a question.  
“Why?” He asked just as seriously as before.  
“Because I like you…if not m-more than th-that…” you stuttered your blush coming back tenfold. Just as you were about to get down Stiles cupped both your cheeks and planted a passionate kiss on your lips before pulling back and gazing into your eyes.  
“Thank god. I’ve wanted to do that for forever.” Stiles sighed before placing another kiss on your lips.  
“Would you do the honour of being my official girlfriend?” Stiles muttered with a small hopeful smile.  
“I would love to Sti.” You giggled happily.  
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m-jelly · 1 year
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Levi X Reader where she makes horrendous jokes and stuff. Like just sitting at the table in the dining hall and someone says something outta line and reader is like “ Instead of being a little bitch, how about you go pull some for a change?” Or something like “ Hey I get why you’re such an asshole, I would be to if my dick was the size of a thumb.” It can really be any type of outta pocket joke. But how would Levi react to that. Can this be non established relationship so he is still trying to hide his admiration but when she says stuff like that it’s gets hard and he just full on laughs at one of her jokes one day infront of everyone
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@kenkopanda-art <3
Funny joke
Pairing: Levi x Fem!Reader
Genre and tags: Canon world, fluff, hidden feelings, mutual pinning.
Concept: While gathered together in the dining hall, you are cracking your usual jokes and setting Hange and Mike off laughing. Levi enters the hall and notices you right away. He hurries over to take his spot next to you and enjoys how you rip into others. You crack one joke that sets him off laughing so hard that it shocks everyone.
Warning: There are some very rude and crude jokes and comments made by the reader.
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Levi was exhausted and in desperate need of sleep. He wanted just to rest and he wanted you. Levi had strong feelings for you and had held them for a while now. He wanted to tell you how he felt but he wasn't sure how to go about it because he'd never felt this way about anyone before.
He released a long sigh as he dragged his heavy feet down the stone hall. He cringe a little when he heard the loud voices of cadets and fellow vets coming from the lit up doorway. He paused in his tracks and huffed another sigh as he got ready to face a rowdy bunch of people.
He turned the corner and saw the hall was full. He scanned the room with his tired steel blue eyes until his heart skipped a beat. He locked onto you as you grinned at Mike laughing hard. Levi felt a blush creep over his cheeks. He hurried through the hall and collected his food and tea.
You turned your head and smirked at Levi as he sat next to you. "Alright, Captain?"
Levi cleared his throat. "Lieutenant."
You winked at him before turning to Mike. "Seriously Mike, I'm pretty sure you're dealing with a tree in there. You'll knock a poor woman out if ya turn and she's on her knees."
Mike laughed. "You might be right."
Oluo clicked his tongue. "Do you have to be so crass?"
You smirked. "Why don't you stop sucking on Levi's towels to get his body fluids inside you so you can be him and just accept you have gnats dick so we can all move on with our lives. Honestly, it's getting a bit sad now."
Oluo blushed hard. "I'm not-!"
"Bet you snort his dandruff."
"I would never!"
You smirked and mocked his voice. "Oh Levi you taste so gooood."
Everyone started laughing hard, but one laugh seemed to cut through everyone. You all slowly turned to look at Levi laughing so hard he was crying. You blushed bright red at seeing the man you adored so much getting a kick out of your joking and banter.
Levi wiped his tears away and cleared his throat. "Sorry."
You smiled softly. "Don't be sorry. I'm honoured you find me funny."
He cleared his throat. "You're hilarious and very right. He does seem like he does all that."
You hummed a little laugh. "He does, right? I love your jokes too. You're so funny."
"Thanks." He felt so happy in his little world with you, but then he noticed a strong gaze on him. He slowly looked over to see Hange grinning at him. "Tch, fuck off four eyes."
You stood up and sighed. "Well, I'm off to my office. Thank you for the fun chats, but I gotta work."
Mike glanced at Levi. "Hm, Levi?"
Levi peeled his eyes from you walking away and looked at his tall friend. "Yeah?"
He nodded towards you. "Follow her. Go to her office and help her with paperwork. She's seen you in a different light. It's not or never."
Levi shot to his feet and nodded. "You're right. I'll go to her."
"I won't wish you luck because I know that the next time I see you both, you'll be a couple. So, see you soon."
Levi bowed his head a little. "Later."
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ddymarie · 10 months
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AGAPE
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Introduction
" Ahhh, could you believe it?! We're in high school now" said the joyful pink girl to your left shaking you back and forth
That was your best friend Mina.
You've known Mina since the 7th grade. You were the new girl in middle school at the time shy and quiet but defensive just as you are now still. Mina Ashido was one of the first to introduce herself. One sleepover was all it took make you inseparable.
" U.A to be exact. " said the red head to your left flexing his muscular
That was Ejiro Kirishima. Your other best friend. He was your first crush in middle school. But you assumed you weren't really his type and grew outta it. You began to talk to him more after that
Together you three were the ultimate trio
" guys, guys listen, chill out. Yes this is fun it's a big school new friends new first times it all exciting but our future-"
" BOO! Y/N enough of the future talk, live in the moment. " Mina said while her arm wrapped around your shoulder.
A big wave of anxiety washed over you as you walked through the big doors. A lot of older kids. Adults. A bunch on lockers.
'Geez it's bright' I thought looking out at the windows to my left.
'1-A'
The three of you walked up to the sign and sighed
Mina squeezed your hand tightly before letting go and rushing into the room.
Eijiro stuck beside you though.
" together? " he said looking down at me hands in his uniforms pockets
" y-yeah, sure " I said
Opening the door I walked in first. him behind me.
I stopped dead in my tracks. The class room was loud. Really loud. I was shocked looking at the sight in front of me.
Mina stood in the back of the class room surrounded by students
" looks like she already made friends " I said standing in front of the class room with ei
Mina was break dancing...
" Go! go! go! " kids shouted
" Hey! Those are my friends! " the girl shouted
Oh no...
Oh no, no no no. Mina you did not!
Ei started walking toward the crowd and they cheered.
" dude you got some sick as muscles man " said a boy with yellow hair
Denki kaminari.
Then there was ei. Showing off. Flexing.
"This school gonna gas his head up" I assumed.
The bell had rung and class had begun.
" alright settle down " a man with long black hair entered the room.
" I am shouta aizawa. But to you Mr. Aizawa " he introduced himself to us.
The class settled down and got quiet
"Welcome to U. A. This year you will began your journey to becoming hero's yay! " Mr. Aizawa said with no enthusiasm at ALL.
" for our first lesson we will be heading outside"
-outside*
" well to explain this bluntly for the air heads in the field. This test will see how far you can throw ball using your quirk. Up not down. Anything below the clouds will give you a zero. Understood? "
" Yes, Mr" some of us said
"Pretty harsh isn't he? " I said turning to my new friend midoryia izuku
" it'll all pay off in the end " he reassured
"Alright first up .... You" he pointed to the now red midoryia
" i-i-i " he stammered and froze up
Just then he fell on his knees. He was pushed.
A laugh was heard from behind us...
As he was being helped up I turned to look at the culprit who laughed
" excuse you?! " I said " that was rude. How could you push him? " I said looking at the blond behind me he did nothing but side eye me " shut the fuck up, and mind ya business " he said sternly.
I had no words for this disrespect and turned away checking on the victim
" are you okay? " I asked
" yes I'm well Kacchan is a close friend of mine. I don't pay any mind to his actions anymore " the boy defended
" friends dont hit each other, I would've made Mina- or anyone apologize " I said
" I assure you it's okay " he said with a bright smile on his face as he dusted his knees. walking to the small base ball plate
I stood back in my spot looking behind me at the boy who looked away from me immediately wiping a small smile off his face.
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'Agape'
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haruchi-slit · 5 months
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A movie night with your boyfriend, Suguru
Synopsis (⁠☞゚⁠∀゚⁠)⁠☞ A movie night with your boyfriend Suguru turned into a unexpected heated session.
Warnings: I don't know,this is just the most outta pocket thing I imagined, a bit cringe if you ask me. Grammatical error and typographical errors ahead (🚫MNDI🚫)
Every weekend you and your boyfriend usually spend time together watching movies, series etc. Saturday night, the two of you just finished eating supper as usual Suguru always prepares the snack while you prepare the tv and a comfy couch you turned the tv on and put it on Netflix
"lights off?" He asked,you let out a faint chuckled
"yes,as usually honey"
He hummed in response and turned the lights off, you sat on the comfy couch followed by your lovely boyfriend, as he sat down he put the snacks on your lap, he chuckled and leaned closer to your face and kissed the tip of your nose, you leaned your back on the couch and reached the remote from the edge of the couch
"Same series, or nah?" You asked
"Nah, we should watch the movie you we're recommending last night" he uttered.
You switched the tv on the movie you we're dying to see for almost a week.
"pass me the snack pleasee" Suguru plead
"the movie haven't started yet" you said
"but fine here" you chuckled
The movie started.
30 minutes in, the movie is good but not until a sex scene popped out in the movie, you we're not expecting that the movie contains a sex scene "shit, shit, shit" you chanted under your breath you we're so nervous you grabbed for the snack Suguru made for the two of you (and that wasn't a goddamn snack) you awkwardly turned your head to face "honey I believe that isn't a bowl of snack.." he panted, the movie still continuing the explicit scene he held your hand and pressed it on his shaft..it's rock hard. You knew you we're fucked up..
"I'm so sorry I was supposed to grab the snack bu-" he kissed you to shut your mouth up it was deep and passionate he slowly pinned you down on the couch he panted,
"shut it honey,but not in a rude or bad way... please may I?" He pressed his throbbing member. How can you refuse this lovely gentleman, asking for your consent to fuck you? He patiently waited for your answer, Your cheeks flushed into a bright shade of pink, you gulped and let out a sigh, you can't refuse your man, you nod in response avoiding eye contact,he chuckled
"honey,honey look at me and use your words.." he said. You looked at him flushed and all weak
"please,I give you my consent,don't tease me any longer.."
"yes ma'am" he obediently said and followed your plea. He caressed your face before kissing you,he's such a good kisser that you almost melted he roamed his hands to your body complimenting each curves and your weak spots he kissed you down from your lips to your neck, giving you his personal signature, your eyes almost rolled back, you can tell your panties are already soaking wet,
"Soo~ good ngh-!" You whimper, your breath starting to get heavy and heavier each second Geto sucks on your skin.
"Fuck..thank you for the meal honey" he groaned in a very seductive voice, he tossed your sweat shirt aside and began kissing your belly up to your chest, he took the borders of your bra and unhooked it,he did ALL that without breaking the eye contact he kissed you again and started squishing your left tit gently, gently pinching your nipple it felt sooo good,changing positions he sat you down on his lap facing the same direction he's facing he continued to squish, suck and play with your beautiful tits. Your stomach feeling the familiar knot, you knew you we're close, but before you even climax Suguru removed his hands from your tits which caused you to whine,
"Suguru..~" he lifted you up from his lap and sat you down on the couch as he kneeled in front of you, he reached the hem of your panties and tossed it beside you.
"Soo wet for me eh?" He chuckled as he gave your pussy a sweet light spank causing you to squirm "ngh-!", You whimpered..he leaned you back on the couch slowly as he dug his slender fingers on your inner thigh, he spat on it to make it more,more wetter you jolted in response- seeing you all flushed and weak turned him on so much..he then teased you by moving his fingers up and down repeatedly then giving your clit a nice circular rub and fuck that felt heaven but your becoming needy and it's driving you insane. You reached out for your clit to massage it.
"Suguru..fuck, fuck you just put it in-"You we're cutted off because he GENTLY slapped your hand away.
"Nuh uh fuck you, girl stop touching my snack" he chuckled as he rubbed your clit he leaned to your ear "getting too needy now are we honey? Be patient don't worry I'll fuck you good." He inserted his two fingers into your pussy and looked for your sweet spot.
"There you are." He said as he trusted his fingers into your g-spot "Ahh~" you moaned in relief. Your pussy was quick to suck on to Suguru's fingers "honey look on how your pussy sucks my fingers," he gave your pussy a suck and kissed it, "good girl." he then curled his fingers to your g-spot and that made your sanity over
"fuck,fuck, Suguru..~~" you moaned "shh,shh honey keep it down," he grabbed your thong to cover your mouth "we don't want our neighbors to hear it right?" You nodded "mhm..Atta girl" he growled with his slightly rasp voice. He removed his hands from you pussy and tucked his hair behind his ear,
"spread you legs for me honey yeah?" you we're quick to obey him,fearing that he might stop on what he's doing.He opened your folds and again he spat on it, he lowered his mouth to your pussy and stuck his tongue on to your clitoris, you arched your back in pleasure, you grabbed a fistful of his hair and grinded on to his mouth,he moved his tongue in a quick speed you let out a muffled moan in response, you began to wrap your legs on to Suguru's head, he sucked your sweet juices dry wasting none of it, he pulled away from your cunt, you saw a bit of your juices dripping out of his chin he wiped it off using his fingers and sucked on it while looking deep into your eyes.
(GODDAMN That's so hot)
"I think you're more than ready to take this dick" he smirked
and pulled his pj's off along with his boxer his member was hard..hard as a rock. "suck it clean will ya' honey?", he said.. you gulped in response.
"c'mon honey its not your first time" he teased, you spat the thong out off your mouth, and..you approached his throbbing member and held it's base and slowly wrapped your tongue and mouth around it you swirled your tongue around his tip before you fully inserted his dick in your mouth, you bobbed your head in a pace he likes, dang he tastes like candy..after a few minutes later you felt his dick twitching inside your mouth so you quickened the pace which made him sofly grab on to your hair and let out a whimper, you pulled his dick out off your mouth and spat on it before you lowered your tits on to his dick, you squished his dick in your cleavage while pressing both ends of your tits, moving it up and down.
"Mhmm..yea like that honey~ im c-close.." he stuttered
and again you quickened the pace, he whimpered and threw his head back on the head board of the couch..he finally came..on top of your bobbies, he stood you up and carried you in the bed room he flopped you in and crawled between your legs "I'mma put it in now.." he said as a warning "mhm" you hummed in response, you thought he was going to put it in your core but you we're god damn wrong, you flinched when you felt his member poke your anus hole, you tried to squirm away but he held your hips to make you stay..
"stay still honey..." he nuzzled in to your neck as he fully inserted it in..
"mhgmm.." you moaned, he gave you a second to adjust before slowly moving back and forth "Hahh..~" he let out a satisfied sigh...He then remove his head off of your neck and looked deeply into to your eyes while moving his hips back and forth "you're so gorgeous..so ethereal..so perfect" he complimented, you melted in his words, bit couldn't form a word to compliment him back, he then placed his thumb onto your clit and massaged it in a fast motion making your mind blank, just him and the pleasure, you bucked your hips and grinded onto his dick, you we're a moaning mess
"Sugu,sugu,Sugru honey im so mgmmhh~ close!" you gave first your warning,
"Fuck~cum a-anytime you want honey" he barely formed a sentence, "oh,~mhmmgh, you're taking me so Fuckingg~ good honey.." he moaned, you spread your legs wide open and used your elbows to push your self deeper onto him
as he fastened rubbing your sweet bud,"Fuck, S-suguru!~" you gave your last warning, you squirted..high enough to reach his handsome face, but he didn't stopped there, he chased his own high making you lose your sanity in cause of overstimulation as he was about to cum he pulled out his dick and inserted it in you pussy and thrusted a few times before shooting his thick threads in you, he then backed up and pushed his cum deeper in you, you bit your fore arm in satisfaction and arched your back he pulled his dick out and your pussy was oozing of with his cum
"so hot, i wish i had my phone right now~"
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spitinsideme · 2 months
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Peach blossoms and wolfsbane
Belladonnas
Chapter 3
By writer anon
Sorry if there is any typos or mistakes in advance
Winona is walking down the steps of the manor at 7:45 and is trying to figure out how to tie a Bow tie since she has never tied one before. “C’mon now blasted thing.” She let out a loud groan. Agatha tapping her foot at the base of the stairs “What in Tarnation took you so long?” She said with a huff. “It’s this darn get up you have me in it took forever to put it all on”She said as she struggles some more with the tie before exclaiming “Damn this tie how the hell is am I supposed to tie it?!” Winona growled. Peggy over heard Winona’s little fit and came over to help. “Here let me” Peggy said. As Peggy fixes Winona’s bow tie. Winona looks away in embarrassment while Agatha continues to lecture about being on time. “There! All done.” Said Peggy with a smile. “might I say you look rather dishy this evening.” She said with a lingering touch on Winona’s chest “Uhh thanks Miss O’Nell.” Said Winona. “It’s no problem love.” Peggy said she winked at Winona and left. Agatha now confused what was that about?” Agatha asked. “Uhh beats me.” Said Winona equally confused. “Anyways we should get going.” When they headed outside there was a worker carrying some potted wolfsbane.Agatha stopped for a brief moment before asking the worker to stop for second. “Didn’t you say we have to get going?” Said Winona “oh hush this will only take a second.” Said Agatha. She plucks one of the wolfsbane flowers and sticks on the outside of the pocket by threading the stem through the shirt Winona was wearing she also did the same with the suit jacket pocket. “There! Your outfit needed just needed a little something” said Agatha.With that Winona let out a very loud groan once more. They hop in a carriage and they are now heading to the gala that the duke is holding. On the way there Agatha remembered something important about the gala that she forgot to tell her loyal guard. “Oh I almost forgot about these.” Agatha stated as she fished under the seat for the something she forgot. Winona interest suddenly as little peeked “Whatcha forget? “Ah ha found ‘em!” Agatha exclaimed. In Agatha’s hands were a horse and coyote mask in her hands. Winona now even more confused and interested piped up and ask “what are those for?” “These are for the gala it’s a masked ball I forgot to tell you my bad.” Agatha stated. Winona now even more disgruntled said “Great even More reason to hate this damn ball. The food better be good at this place I swear.” She huffed. “Must you always think with your stomach you really are a dog.” Then Agatha got a cheeky grin on her face “You know what you outta take this mask then” Agatha hands Winona the coyote mask. Winona snatches it and growls at the older woman”Whatever.” she mutters.
They finally arrive at the hall and they are greeted at the door by a butler. Winona wearing a coyote mask is sighing an is bit slouched. Agatha elbowed them in the gut a bit. Winona let out an oof and quietly snarled to her boss “ What was that for?!” “ for being rude now stand up straight and quit your belly aching.” Agatha said. “Whatever.”Said Winona. Agatha took a look around the room and saw that the room was armed to the teeth with all the guards standing near every corner,exit, and entrance. She glances over to her body guard whos shoulders are currently tensed and a scowl is present. She sighed ‘wish she wouldn’t scowl like that its party she needs to relax a bit.’ Then announcement was made on top of the stairs
Meanwhile behind the pillars near the stairs
“Are you ready my lady?”Pomni asked. Spitzy sighed “As ready as one can be.” She said with a frown. She dawned her mask. Pomni handed her the broach that Spitzy’s fiancé got her. It was a belladonna flower with some golden leaves. She pinned it to her her dress near her chest.Then her husband to be made his appearance and held out his arm for Spitzy to latch on to. “Don’t embarrass me tonight understand.” The duke hissed. ‘As if you need my help with that’ she wanted to say that so badly but instead Spitzy held her tongue and said “I understand.” On queue the unhappy couple were announced and they make their way down the steps arm in arm.
All the while Winona finally looks to where all the commotion is happening and hears what she assumes is the duke and lady of the manor are making their grand entrance. Winona looks at the “couple” descending the stairs. And what she sees she will never forget.’wowzer’ was the only thought running through her head
Spitzy is all ready over this whole shindig and wishes for it to be over but then she feels a certain pair of eyes in the crowd watching her and she briefly locks eyes with someone in what looks to be a dog mask or a fox? She isn’t quiet sure. She wished to look at the person in the mask a bit longer but she blinked and the person wearing the canine mask was just gone ‘How peculiar’ Spitzy thought to herself. she could not help but ponder who that beautiful stranger was
The reason for Winona’s disappearance was in the form of her boss Agatha. “So why did you drag me over here?” Winona asked. “I just wanted to tell you have the night off thats all.” Agatha responded. “What?! Why?!” Exclaimed Winona which got the attention of a few party goers. Agatha sighs and said “Look around this place already is armed to the teeth there ain’t no need for you to be on guard,so go on have some fun!” Agatha only spoke half the truth you see she heard rumors that the lady of this manor is also unhappy with her husband to be and with the way Winona looked at her with such awe she hasn’t done that with any woman before. She didn’t know how this will end either badly or strangely wonderful she hopes it all works out and that she didn’t set something awful in motion. ‘Besides whats the harm, the duke is a swine and chases skirts of other women when his fiancé’s back is turned.’ Agatha thought to herself. Now all the piece are set in place lets see how this plays out.
Spitzy was listening to some big shot lawyer drone on and on about hope much money he makes. She wasn’t really paying attention and something else caught her eye. It was the person in the fox mask or was it a dog still she wasn’t sure. The canine masked person was leaning on a pillar and just sipping what looked like to whisky on the rocks. She took in what she was wearing the mysterious woman was wearing a suit jacket that was a very dark gray draped over on her shoulder with a white button up, dark leather gloves,belt,dark brown leather suspenders,Some formal slacks,a black bow tie,some kind of laced up boots and a top her head was a top hat that was slightly skewed to the right. Spitzy’s mouth was slightly a gape she wanted to look away but she realized she couldn’t ‘oh dear’ she thought. She finally was able to look away when someone else had called out to her to ask her a question. But she couldn’t stop thinking about the woman she saw…
Winona grabbed a drink to calm her nerves but it didn’t do much she leaned against the pillar and glanced over to the crowed when a certain masked woman got her attention. The very same one she herself was staring at. she was wearing this elaborate and delicate looking gown with lace and bit a of frills.it was yellow and cream colored the fabric of the dress made her look like she was gliding rather than walking. Winona’s mouth goes dry and it isn’t because of her drink she noticed the mask the person was wearing it was basic one that is just a human like mask but with some feathers adorned on it. She quickly looked away not wanting to draw attention to herself ‘after all why would someone like that want to talk to me.’ She thought to herself. She sits and takes a sip of her drink.
Spitzy getting tired of socializing with the fat cats around her decided to rest by a pillar that was just slightly out of view of the guests. She lefts out a sigh but instead of leaning on cool marble she feels a something else or rather someone. Said someone who let out an little oof and who should it be but the person with the canine mask that she was staring at earlier. Being a tad frazzled Spitzy quickly apologized” I’m so sorry” she began but instead of getting upset the masked person seemed unfazed in fact one might say she was amused.”Hey now, don’t fret it’s not everyday I run into a pretty lady such as yourself.” Said Winona while holding her suspenders with her thumbs. Spitzy can feel herself getting flush and unfortunately for her Winona took her long silence as something else and decided she best make herself scarce. In actuality the reason for long pause is because of two things one Spitzy was not expecting such a beautiful voice and rich accent to come out of this woman.Two She was just called pretty by some hot mysterious southern woman of course she will be a flustered speaking to her afterwards. “Well I’ll get outta your hair besides I doubt I make good company compared to the other guests.” Winona said. But as she was about to leave Spitzy held out a hand and shouted a bit too loudly” No wait!” Winona stunned paused in her movement. “I’m sure you will make far better company than the people out there.”she gestured with her shoulder while moving both her hands out.”So please stay?” She asked a bit shyly meanwhile it was Winona’s turn to sit in stunned silence. She scratched the back of her neck and head she was puzzled. ‘Why would she want me to keep her company’ Winona finally shook herself free from her thoughts and said “Well if that what the pretty lady wants I suppose I’ll keep you company then.” She goes to lean on the pillar again.
Spitzy smilies at her softly and is giddy.’suddenly this evening might not be so bad’ they both thought to themselves as they stare into each other. This moment would be the start a spark that will later turn into a raging fire. But will that fire give them strength and warmth or will it destroy everything they hold dear.
End of chapter 3
Belladonna: falsehoods,hush,loneliness,silence,warning
Wolfsbane:beware,mistrust in people, protection,chivalry
I picked these two plants because spitzy is stuck with in a hopeless situation with her gross chad fiancé which is lonely I imagine and for southern anon got wolfsbane because I feel like they aren’t the type to expose themselves like they like who they like and hate who they hate. They aren’t very trusting of people I’m guessing. Both of the plants will eventually change in later chapters:)
Music inspo:Venus by sleeping at last,patience,first by penny and sparrow,head over heels by tears for fears, patience,please by penny and sparrows
Author note: oh boy chapter 4 is gonna get all romance and butterflies like pretty soon so stay tuned! fun fact Peggy O’Nell is the representation of that one person who tried to steal southern anon from you so she is a romantic rival ooooh spicy. Please let me know what you think spitz! Also if anyone has music suggestions that would be swell! Also I tired adding some British slang and words but I don’t know much please let me know if I’m correct with these terms and such! Also also thank you so much for posting these I’m surprised people like them this much I’ll maybe think about an ao3 account
From,
Writer anon
SUSPENDERS !!! WE ARE HAVING ACTIONA SIWRH SUSPENDERS !!!writer anon i hVe kust one request pleasepleaseolease if i get to kiss southern lesbian anon PLEASE let me pull hrr in by hrr suspsndrds i am beghing you on my knees my one request ..... aslo you used the broths fine i can really imagine myself as a posh little brotish lady eith my sillt southern lover !! what a flirt .. i lkve the oufit we are searing also 10/10 i better beat that peggys ASS for southern lesbian anon
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onehandedbndt · 3 months
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My friend is playing his first playthrough (yay Xbox release) and demanded I draw this scene.
Raphael was outta pocket here. So rude.
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karumashadowchicken · 2 years
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Can I request OM boys react to Mc that throws rare and outta pocket insults lmao😂😂
Lucifer: I said No. Stop acting childish you look like a fool.
MC: and you look like you die of old age, then woke up from it because you forgot to finish your Meth!! 😡
MC: you look like an expired raisin!!😡
Oh this one is gonna be interesting!
Lucifer:
It's exhausting to deal with, but can be rather interesting. Overall not a fan, since you did say he had 'Fatherless Behavior Vibes' and that he looked like he was going through a 'Edgy Teen Faze'. Not happy when you called him a'Dollar store Jumin Han.'
Not to mention when you made fun of him, and said he was like 70% legs. When it's not directed at him though, it's rather funny actually. You might hear a small laugh.
Mammon:
He finds it hilarious, just not when it's directed at him. he Laughed to death when you said Belphegor was like a Knife taped to a Roomba'
But Mammon wasn't too happy when you called him a 'cheap version of 707'
Belphegor:
He's the raccoon in your attic, and the embodiment of a Roomba with a knife taped to it, in a room of unsuspecting victims.
Isn't a fan of your creative insults, unless their directed at Lucifer or Mammon.
Satan:
Was intrigued when you insulted Lucifer, through a tantrum when you said he 'Dressed like a Karen' and 'would probably complain if a store had more dog food than cat food.'
Leviathan:
Almost punched you when you said he 'looks like he listens to nightcore' and makes deez nuts jokes' He's not a fan. It's helpful while playing video games and people are rude, but in general, not a fan.
It hurt when you said 'he looked like a he would fight like a giraffe' (Watch a video of giraffes fighting, it will all make sense).
Beel:
Is perfect, and isn't that offended since all you said is that he 'looks like he cry's when he sees cute bumble bees.' He thinks it's interesting. Was actually complimented when you said he smiles like a puppy. He just felt bad when you said 'He looks like he's into vore.'
Asmo:
Thinks it's really fun, and probably joins in. Couldn't disagree when you said he was like ' a pick me girl with extreme narcissism.' and that he 'looked like the kinda guy to rate strangers from 1-10.'
Barbatos:
He doesn't mind, it's interesting and rather amusing though. Felt bad for Lord Diavolo when you said 'He looks like he post minion memes on twitter.' and physical cringed when he remembered that Diavolo in fact had done so.
Diavolo:
He said he had no weakness, and you just looked him in the face and told him, 'Pickles.' and he made the same face one would when Solomon offers them his cooking.
Solomon:
Thinks their unique and funny. Still denies his cooking is bad even after you said.' if you cooked for Lord Diavolo it would be considered an attempted assassination?' and when he's like "Guess what I made for dinner." And your like 'regret-'
Simeon:
Felt a little surprised at how accurate they are when you said 'He looks like he posts middle aged mom memes on Facebook, and Diavolo's the only one who likes the posts.'
Luke:
Would think it's mean but the demons deserve it! You tell 'em Mc!
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I really enjoyed writing that one, and having to rack my brain thinking and scouring Pinterest for the saved outta pocket insults-
Thank you for suggesting, I really enjoyed writing that. :)
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saarahrussooo · 5 months
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Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes, six minutes)
Something's wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You are just what the doctor ordered
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (kill 'em all with)
This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat
Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac', backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackity-yack
And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack, while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the Earth like an asteroid, did nothin' but shoot for the moon since (pew)
Mc's get taken to school with this music
'Cause I use it as a vehicle to bus the rhyme
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run-D.M.C and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only hall of fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame on the wall of (shame)
You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'?
Little gay lookin' boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy
You witnessin' a mass-occur
Like you're watchin' a church gathering take place lookin' boy
"Oy vey, that boy's gay", that's all they say, lookin' boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "Way-to-go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy, what you say, lookin' boy?
I get a "Hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy
I'ma work for everything I have
Never asked nobody for shit, get outta my face, lookin' boy
Basically boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy
'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racin' around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod, this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloadin' immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'
But I got your mom deep-throatin'
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothin' in common, poodle
I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case 'cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big, and here they come tryin' to
Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP One
When I tried to say, "I'll take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine"
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal comin' through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
You write normal? Fuck being normal
And I just bought a new ray-gun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
Singin' to a man while he played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'ma kill you"
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lama duma lama, you assumin' I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you, I'm superhuman?
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feelin' like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
Oh, he's too mainstream
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip-hop, it's pop, 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like that
I don't know what words to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm rippin' any one of these verses diverse as you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you can sacrifice virgins too? Uh
School flunkie, pill junkie
But look at the accolades the skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky but funky
But in my head, there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women-hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women, how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for (Satan)
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and
Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not
Why be a king when you can be a God?
(I sent this to India)
where is this from😭
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shojislady · 10 months
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Discounts Give Hope
"Y/N! Let's go into this store!!"
"No! Let's go here!" the twins and Tamaki bickering while YANKING y/n in different directions.
For context: today was y/n's last day at Ouran Academy and Tokyo as a whole. In order to expand their business, the l/n family decided to move to the Miyagi prefecture, taking their beloved y/n with them and away from the host club.
And for this reason, the host club decided that they would spend their last day with her by taking her shopping, which brings us to where we are now.
"GUYS! it's her day! we need to let HER decide where she wants to go and what she wants to do!" haruhi scolded. She knew how y/n felt at the moment, seeing as she's always being dragged around by the host club against her own will.
"THANK YOU HARUHI! you a real one fr" y/n thanked haruhi as the twins and tamaki let go of her. "this why me and haruhi 4liferrsss 🤞🏾🙄"
"HEY, NO FAIR!"
"YEAH, WE KNEW YOU FIRST" the twins whined as tamaki backed them up. "YEAH! AND WE'VE KNOW YOU LONGER!"
"look, you guys are wasting time arguing like little children" kyoya scolded. "by the time you guys are done, it'll be time to take y/n home and we will have gotten nothing done. not to mention that you're very loud, and causing unwanted attention."
It was true, they only had about 3 hours left to hang out with y/n. They could've had more time, but tamaki insisted that 'he must throw a going-away party for his dear daughter' after school for everyone to attend. said party was 5 hours long which took away most of the time they had left to spend together as a group.
"as much as i hate to agree .." haruhi began, "kyoya is right. we need to get going."
"fine. let's go then." the gingers said in unison.
"well y/n, where would you like to go. we  a r e here for you after all!" exclaimed honey senpai.
"yuh"- mori
"awww, i feel so honored🥹" y/n sniffled as she wiped away her fake tears. "well, since i get to choose..." she started with a mysterious tone
'here we go...' the hosts thought and sweatdropped
"let's go to... HOT TOPIC! :D" y/n exclaimed as if it wasn't the most obvious answer she could say🙄.
"well, c'mon then. we only have a couple of hours left, and we all know that y/n is gonna want everything in there. " SLANDERED kyoya.
"i will not stand for this y/n slander. i will not tolerate it. this is unacceptable. i sh-"
"Y/N! HURRY UP AND GET UR ASS IN HERE!" hikaru called out, interrupting her little monologue.
"well gauh dayum👴🏾 im coming im coming"
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it had been 4 hours, being gifted an extra from y/n's mother. they were now taking y/n home, walking instead of driving to savor the moment and stretch their time.
"uhm, n/n... what was the point of you bringing the hot cash?" honey wondered. "not only are you rich, like literally loaded, but we all agreed on paying for you!"
"well honey, there's just something about getting things at a discount that makes you feel happy inside." y/n explained with a dreamy voice.
"i agree. i absolutely agree." haruhi.. agreed
"well, thats because you're a commoner haruhi of course you'll understand you live on coupons and discounts" tamaki stated, oblivious to how rude he sounded.
"..well it's true but you didn't have to say it out loud." haruhi said a bit sadly.
"look what you did tamaki!! my bae is upset now! apologize!!" y/n stated a with a strict tone. they knew tamaki didn't mean it in a bad way, but the statement was a bit more outta pocket compared to what he says on the daily.
"oh no.. HARUHI IM SO SORRY!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!" he pleaded and whined. "it's fine tamaki senpai, i didn't even care, y/n's just being protective again."
"so are we just gonna skip over the fact that n/n called haru-" honey started before y/n covered his mouth, stopping him from continuing. "shhh, it's better that we don't bring it to their attention" y/n warned, not wanting a repeat of what happened at the mall.
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"well, this is me." y/n said quietly as silence overtook the group. "you guys ready to say ur goodbye's yet..?"
".. i guess i'll go first" haruhi said as she stepped forward. "y/n, i've only known you for a couple of months, but you were like the older sister i never had. you've been nothing but nice to me since we met.. unlike some people." haruhi whispered that last part. "the surprise presents and the random sleepovers at your huge colossal gigantic ass house were some the best moments of my life. i'll miss you a lot." haruhi finished and hugged y/n. at this point, there were already sniffles coming from everyone.
" guess i'll go next" honey said s l o w l y walking up to y/n.
(i don't have time for all that so im just gonna put the other four)
honey: " y/n, we weren't that close but you're one of the funniest people i've ever met. also you make really good sweets! especially that chocolate lava cake(*'▽'*). anyhow, i'll really miss taste-testing your new recipes and listening to Gorillaz while watching you bake. have fun y/n!!"
mori: "... i'll miss hearing you try and rap to me every day. you sounded really bad btw. love you"
kyoya: "as much as i hate to admit it, i'll miss seeing your beautiful face every day. i won't miss you randomly popping up to my house to flirt with my sister thought."
tamaki: "... Y/NNNNNN!! DON'T GOOOOO! YOUR DEAR FATHER ISNT READY TO LET YOU GOOOOO 😖😖😖"
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everyone had said their goodbyes to y/n... except for the twins. it was emotional for the three of them, and they knew that.
"well.." kaoru started " since the day we met you, we never separated. we've been to your house more than we've been to our own, and you know ours like the back of your hand. " the three chuckled as hikaru continued. " then in high school, we got even closer. staying at each other's houses for multiple weeks, stealing each other's clothes, hell, we even showered together once." "YOU WHA-" "shut up tamaki, they're having a moment"
"look n/n, we know you're tired, so we're gonna make this quick" kaoru started " basically, we love you. like a lot. you mean the world to us. you're the best thing that's happened to us since the maid." "we love you, and we wish you the best without us because we know you're gonna need it."
silence..
"I HATE YOU GUYS!! YALL GOT ME CRYING AND SHII" y/n bawled. "AW LAWD.. YALL IM LITERALLY JUST MOVING TO MIYAGI! YALL ACTING LIKE IM GOING TO THE MOTHERLANDS! I SWEA-"
"POOKIE! GET YA BLACK ASS IN HERE! BOUT WAKE UP THE WHOLE DAMN NEIGHBORHOOD! LOUD ASS" y/n's mother- m/n- screamed from inside.
"SORRY MA! IM COMIN!!!"
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y/n sat in bed, thinking about today's memories and goodbyes. she's gonna miss them, a lot. especially the twins. "they were right, i don't know what im gonna do without them.." y/n said softly lying down getting ready for bed. "hopefully, karasuno will treat me well." she sighed. and with that she fell asleep, dreaming about what she was gonna eat for dinner tomorrow night.
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- hikaru sugarcoated it, they've showered together on multiple occasions (nothing sexual tho bc they're all minors 🌚) - the first time they did it was because they were rlly tired and it was late at night + they had school in the morning so they had to shower. - they all got in at once so that no one would fall asleep before showering - so then it became a normal thing
a/n
hi!! this is the first chapter of my first story that i ever wrote on wattpad !! i hope it's good! tell me ur opinions about it! i am open to constructive criticism :)
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Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes-, six minutes-) Something's wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!) Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances You are just what the doc ordered
I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rap-bot
But for me to rap like a computer, it must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a livin' and a killin' off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)
This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic, I was signed to Aftermath after the fact How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs Feel my wrath of attack Rappers are havin' a rough time period, here's a maxi pad It's actually disastrously bad for the wack While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? Let me show you maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ι have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's Simply rage and youthful exuberance Everybody loves to root for a nuisance Hit the Earth like an asteroid Did nothing but shoot for the Moon since (pew!) MCs get taken to school with this music 'Cause I use it as a vehicle to "Bus the rhyme" Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position To meet Run-D.M.C., induct them Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame On the wall of shame You fags think it's all a game, 'til I walk a flock of flames Off a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'?
Little gay-lookin' boy So gay, I can barely say it with a straight face, lookin' boy (ha-ha!) You're witnessin' a mass-occur Like you're watching a church gathering take place, lookin' boy "Oy vey, that boy's gay!" That's all they say, lookin' boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a "Way to go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy? I get a "Hell, yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy I'ma work for everything I have, never asked nobody for shit Get outta my face, lookin' boy! Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy, 'cause-
I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod The way I'm racin' around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God Kneel before General Zod This planet's Krypton-, no, Asgard, Asgard
So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin You rodent, I'm omnipotent Let off, then I'm reloadin' Immediately with these bombs I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin' But I got your mom deep-throatin'
I'm out my Ramen Noodle We have nothin' in common, poodle I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil It's me, my honesty's brutal But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though For good at least once in a while So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes
To maybe try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines Just in case 'cause even you unsigned Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime I know there was a time where once I Was king of the underground But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine Appeal with the skin color of mine You get too big and here they come tryin' To censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP 1 when I Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a .9 See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows You write normal? Fuck being normal! And I just bought a new raygun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad Singin' to a man while he played piano Man, oh man, that was a 24-7 special on the cable channel So Ray J went straight to the radio station The very next day, "Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!" Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman? Innovative and I'm made of rubber so that anything You say is ricochetin' off of me, and it'll glue to you and I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music, you make elevator music "Oh, he's too mainstream" Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it "It's not hip-hop, it's pop, " 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap with Doc Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like that I don't know what words to use Let me know when it occurs to you While I'm rippin' any one of these verses that versus you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?
Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to And I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues, but it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you I'm drunk, so, Satan, take the fucking wheel I'ma sleep in the front seat Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky but Funky" But in my head, there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have, then you may be a little patient And more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons? Make lemonade then! But if I can't batter the women How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for Satan; it's a fatal mistake If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation To trip a broad, and make her fall on her face and Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not Why be a king when you can be a god?
anon I think this constitutes a hate crime.
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