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risingsunresistance · 1 year

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ok ok i've been inspired here is a big ramble about worldbuilding stuff that i think makes the resistance fight more interesting

under a read more bc 1) i need this to be sectioned into paragraphs and 2) i imagine this is gonna be WAY LONGER on a phone than it is on my laptop screen rn

okay so first of all. SCREW YOU SKYBLOCK TIME THAT'S REALLY BORING!! so skyblock goes through a year in about 5 days in our time. one day/night cycle is 20 real minutes. cool right? dante's reign lasted a little over 2 years! WRONG. admins are lame and decided that it's not an Actual year, it's literally a period of 5 days. one of the hub NPCs explains that the nights just go by REALLY fast here. BUT WHY WOULD A DICTATOR ONLY BE ELECTED FOR LIKE 12 DAYS THAT'S SO LAME, A 2YR PERIOD GIVES THE SITUATION SO MUCH MORE URGENCY... i think it's more fun to imagine being "logged in" puts you in an odd state of time where you experience more time than what passes. players stuck in the server were only gone for ~12 days but they Felt over 2 years go by. like that one training chamber in dbz or whatever

ALSO IMPORTANT. travel was banned by dante after a while. this meant that you were stuck wherever you were. 2 things of note here tho. 1) it's implied that all the islands including the player homes are connected physically, so theoretically you could fly to someone else's island, maybe even to the hub and back, if you were someone who could fly (maybe you have wings?) or if you have enough mana and dedication lol... but also point number 2. you could still log out, technically that's travel when you think of the servers/smps/etc as all being connected in some way. well that's no fun. imagine instead being fully cut off from the outside world. no chat to friends who arent logged in, no escape, nothing. there were probably poor outsiders who saw their friend suddenly disappear without a trace for a while. skyblock players are prone to do that, but they arent even available in chat?? that's not like them :/ augh i love it i love thinking abt ppl wondering where their friend went and they're like "lol sorry we had to kill some dictator. yea it was this whole thing. the admins all trapped us on the server too. no they were on his side. yea :/"

so anyways with that out of the way, think of how much more serious the resistance becomes with just those two changes. TWO YEARS dante spends making the place unlivable, slowly taking everything from you. money, pets, access to buildings (unless you pledge your allegiance to him of course), travel... but eventually you find out there's ppl who are planning on rising up against him. well why rise up, cant we just contact the admins? nope, no contact with the outside, we're trapped here. also, they're on his side anyways. yes, even simon. this resistance is gonna secretly make and distribute armor with the power to fight off dante. apparently he gets his energy from the moon or something. also dante banned the sun. dont ask how. either simon did that for him or dante has some very concerning powers. they have to get people with their cause without getting caught, but dante eventually puts out a notice that he caught word of a resistance brewing... so we got caught somehow. are there other people are on his side? one of our own reported us? well that might be a MASSIVE problem one day. could have also been an admin, since two of the generals live with one (aaaaand one of them would eventually become an admin. he also didnt lay a hand on dante during the fight despite being a general. hmmmmmmm)

it's all done and settled and things need to be rebuilt. everything is okay. someone put up a grave for dante, saying dante best of course. so his supporters live on. great, awesome, love that. but much worse than that. a goon was spotted in the main hub. no not the skyblock hub. the MAIN hub. outside of the skyblock realm. they escaped........

#ok so take all of this. now imagine hardcore rules applied #YALL WANTED TO FIGHT A DICTATOR? WELL NOW YOU GET THE FULL EXPERIENCE. DIE FOR YOUR CAUSE.#JDHKJFSHDGNFKGH I LOVE IT I WANNA WRITE A HARDCORE VERSION IT'S JUST SO FUN TO IMAGINE #TOSSING IT AROUND IN MY BRAIN 24/7 #imagine dante being able to just. DO THAT. console commands babey!!!#i think the admins would NOT side with him then. but what are they gonna do. they're in hardcore now too. oppose him and die #just sit tight and let it all play out. admire the carnage after. contact the server's necromancers...#chat #not throwing this in tags im gonna let it just float here to be forgotten one day fkjhgj

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2-dsimp · 2 months

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Yandere monster gang

Introducing the Archdevil

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Synopsis: The Archdevil (Rivius) is trying to make it clear to his dense attendant of how much he wants her. But he ends up having a mental breakdown down due to being blueballed multiple times.

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Cw: 🔞MDNI🔞, fem reader! Fingering, humping, slight! Pussyjob, pre-ejaculation, slight degradation, praise, slight gaslighting, creampie, slight humiliation, masterbation m!

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“My dear sweet assistant… Do you have rocks for brains? Or do you truly not understand the predicament that you’re in?”

The Archdevil hissed, holding onto your hips with his claws indenting against the flesh of your body. Bracing his hard tent in between the crease of your asscheeks that bounced upon his crotch with every wrench in the cobblestone rode of hell.

“How can you not notice me having a boner when you’re sitting your delectable ass flush on my lap within this bumpy carriage of a ride?”

His words coated in pure disbelief, his head tossed back in a low whiny voice. His teeth grinding harshly due to the sexual frustration of having an incredibly hot but dense attendant.

Blatantly flaunting your sexy self around him 24/7 with him being unable to take any action except pathetically jerk off in his lonely quarters like a little bitch.

“At this point you must be teasing me! And if that’s not the case then I think me and my dick will cry bloody rivers!”

Rivius huffed, as he flipped up your dress skirt, exposing your panty clad ass to his greedy eyes. While he cursed, fumbling with pulling his slacks down for his erection to bob and wave at the sight of your inviting flesh.

The devil paid no mind to your confused protests, clawed hands jerked off his shaft smearing precum along his length. While his other hand rubbed your pussylips eliciting some wetness to start accumulating against the skin pad of his fingers.

“For Satan’s sake how fucking obvious to I have to be for you to get the hint that I want to love the ever living soul out of you?! You beautiful dumb treasure of a woman”

The hellion ranted aggressively with a peeved expression on his demonic noble features. As he practically fingered you through the thin expanse of your panties dipping a finger or two inside your molten core.

Impatient as he was, he made sure to take his time enjoying the wetness of your cunt sop around his fingers for a few minutes. Before briefly pulling them out in favor for pulling down your underwear for more access.

“Shit, I can’t take this anymore! This is all your fault you know—! The amount of times I’ve suffered from you giving me blueballs is enough to warrant me in getting what I’m rightfully owed!”

Soon enough your underwear disappeared in a flash, only to be replaced with a sharp pointy tip of his dick which glazed your folds in excrements. He’d frantically raw dogged against your wet silt. His arms restricting your movements from how tightly he winded them around your waist and midriff.

And despite his earlier words, being the needy softie he is when it came to you only, Rivius whimpered hushed pleas to sink his aching slimy member inside of you.

“Please, please, please… Let me inside you! I- I’ll even be satisfied with just the tip! My sweet attendant, I truly can’t take being outside you for any longer. Please allow me fill you up”

A couple minutes later he was pussy drunk, as soon as his cock sunk within your heat he was a goner. Spurting ropes of impure spunk within your snatch prematurely as he hunched over your shoulder with teary eyes of overstimulation while he pathetically humped his sensitive dick deeper inside your gooey tight walls. With choked sobs of gratitude and relief leaving his lips from finally getting what he needed.

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markiecake · 5 months

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pairing: jeong jaehyun x bimbo! fem! reader

warnings: smut (minors dni !!!), degrading (reader recieving), humiliation, manipulation, pet names & name calling (slut, whore, baby, good girl), impact play (jae slaps reader's face while he fucks her :o), face fucking, rough sex, anal (reader gets called his anal princess :3), creampie, squirting, hard dom jaehyun (who also becomes a sweetie for like 5 milliseconds whoopsies !)

one thing i know for sure: jaehyun loves bimbos. ditzy airheads who only think about cock 24/7 !!

so when he sees you talking to one of his friends in your tiny skirt and skin tight shirt which your boobs are basically spilling out of, your head tilting to the side like a confused puppy, he knows he has to fuck you :O

this is how you ended up in some grotty hotel with jaehyun's cock down your throat 😵‍💫 he holds your hair in two ponytails, moving your head back and forth, his tip hitting the back of your throat making you cry :(

"you're fucking gross," he groaned out, "letting some random guy fuck your throat in a cheap hotel room? what a slut."

you moaned around his cock as he didn't stop his movements. that is until he pauses and pulls out of your mouth, making you whine. he tapped his cock on your cheek a little bit, making you feel more humiliated than before.

he laughed from above you and cooed at you, "you want more? you want my cock back in your mouth, hm?"

you nodded desperately, and let out a broken "please", to which he laughed again.

"well that's too bad, isn't it, baby?" he said condescendingly with a fake pout on his face, god he's so so mean :(((

he yanked you up onto your feet by your hair, making you screw your eyes shut and wince in pain. jaehyun obviously didn't care, as he picked you up and tossed you onto the bed.

he pulled your panties down, not bothering to take your skirt off as well. he just lifted it up so it was now covering a bit of your tummy.

he rubbed his tip over your pussy, making you moan and squirm around. he slapped your face, making you gasp out :( he then grabbed your jaw and moved closer to your face.

"don't fucking move," he said, "just take it like the whore i know you are, yeah?"

a single tear streamed down your cheek as you nodded up at him. without warning, he shoved himself inside your tight hole, making your jaw slack.

he put a hand next to your head to support himself as he didn't even give you time to adjust to his size D: muttering something about how "sluts like you don't need to be prepped, huh? just need cock as soon as you can, right?" into your ear.

your mind went blank as he sped up, just nodding dumbly at him with glossy eyes. you tried to grab at his shoulders weakly, to which he just shrugged your hands back off.

he was absolutely pounding your brains out, your eyes rolling back as your boobs bounced through your shirt (that he never even offered to take off for you) with every single one of his sharp movements.

he slapped your face again, a little harder than before, making you open your mouth so he could spit in it !! he just needed a dumb girl like you to let him do all these nasty things to :')

"so nasty, aren't you?" he spoke as he pushed your jaw closed to make you swallow his spit, "gonna make such a fucking mess of you."

he pulled out, making you whine once again. he was basically edging the both of you at this point, it was so so unfair !

he didn't even speak to you, he just did a motion with his hand for you to roll over onto your hands and knees rather than your back.

as soon as you wouldn't do something he asked you to straight away, he would be such a meanie about it, saying things like "what, are you stupid?" "all you think about is cock, yeah?" "can't even fucking move on your own." ＞﹏＜

as soon as he got you in the position he wanted, he wasted no time before rubbing his cock against your other hole. you gasped and reached a hand behind you to try and push his hips away.

"oh come on, you've never been fucked back here?" he scoffed, almost in disbelief.

you shook your head 'no' and continued to try and reach towards his hips, but jaehyun just grabbed your arm and pushed it up onto your lower back.

"didn't you want my cock? were you not begging for it before?" god he could get so manipulative sometimes :,(

"n- not there, jae, please-" you cut yourself off with a moan as you felt him spit on your ass.

"see? i haven't even fucked you here yet and you're already moaning." he said, "you don't have to think about it baby. just let me use you, that's what you're good for." and with that, he pushed his tip inside.

you cried out into the matress, as you heard a loud groan from behind you.

"so tight here, still can't believe you haven't been fucked in your ass before." he slightly chuckled.

"j- jae, please give me a second." you screwed your eyes shut in pain as the stretch was nearly unbearable :(

and to your surprise, he actually didn't move for a little bit. he wasn't a complete monster. he gripped onto your hips so tightly, there would for sure be bruises left in the shape of his hands.

"can i move now, baby?" he asked, in a more gentle tone than before. you hesitantly nodded as he slowly pushed in further.

"biiiiig stretch, that's a good girl." he groaned, making you arch your back into him further.

and you couldn't believe it, but after a while, it actually felt so good !! so good to the point where you started to fuck yourself back onto him on your own 😵‍💫😵‍💫

"see? i knew you would fucking like it," jaehyun spoke as he removed his hands from your hips and watched himself go in and out of you, "braindead girls like you just love cock anywhere, isn't that right?"

you were incoherent as you moaned out in agreement. soon enough, you were getting so close to coming, your spent pussy clenching and dripping around nothing :(

jaehyun quickly noticed you were barely moving back anymore, and put his hands back where they were so he could pound your ass properly ≧ ﹏ ≦

"gonna cum from me fucking your ass, baby? gonna make a mess around nothing?" you barely made out what he said from behind you, but still whined out broken pleas.

and make a mess is exactly what you did, squirting all over the sheets below you, moans becoming borderline screams, squirming and crying as jaehyun just didn't stop.

"gonna turn you into my pretty anal princess, baby, not gonna fuck you anywhere else." he rambled. you just nodded, drool dripping down your chin, tears streaming down your face.

you swear you blacked out from a second, your senses failing you, but your eyes instantly shot back open when you felt jaehyun cum in your ass, his loud moans and groans could honestly be heard from miles away 😵‍💫

and we all know that when jae cums, there's just so much, so when he pulls out after a little while, he takes a second to admire the way his thick load drips out of you and back down to your cunt !!

you're absolutely spent, you can barely move or speak, and you just lay there for a little while before you feel his presence in front of you.

"you have ten minutes." he began, with a smile on his face, to which you lift your head up and tilted it to the side, just like you did when he first saw you.

"i'm getting my money's worth. not gonna let this hotel go to waste, right?" he grabbed your chin which was covered in saliva, "you want it too, don't you? want me to fuck you 'til we get kicked out of here?"

to which, you just smiled and nodded.

#jeong jaehyun #jaehyun #jeong jaehyun smut #jaehyun smut #jeong jaehyun x reader #nct smut #nct hard thoughts #nct drabbles #nct 127 #nct 127 smut #nct 127 x reader #smut

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honeyshiddendesire · 2 months

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Dirty Alphabet - Eustass

Eustass Kid x Female Reader

*This one I got carried away cause he's my boo lol 🥵❤️‍🔥🫦*

*banner*

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

If you're already in a relationship he will be a big snuggler but don't you dare mention it or he'll deny it. If it's a casual/ one night stand thing he'd probably see if you wanna go get drinks…or just bounce up outta there. Lol

B = Breath Play (do they like it done to them or doing the deed)

Loves choking you and knowing he's so strong he could crush your windpipe buttt he's a kinky man so he loves it if you return the favor when you're riding his cock. Your smaller hands trying to squeeze even just the smallest amount of oxygen makes him grunt and groan out curses.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Big mess maker for sure!! Wants to fill you with cum but also wants to cover you in it too. Smear that shit along with your makeup till you're a big sloppy mess that he can tease. If you swallow so be it but he loves shooting it on that pretty face of yours. Also he cums A LOT! So be prepared!

D = Dirtiest Kink (what they think is their dirtiest kink)

Wants to tag team you with Killer which you expected but the real secret is that he thought of sharing you with Law and Luffy. He doesn't know why but the thought plagues his brain. Maybe it's the fighting they've done together in Wano that drew him to the idea but he'll never admit it to you…maybe he'll tell Killer though.

E = Exhibitionist? (Do they like being watched)

Loves attention!!! Watch him all you want but don't think he'll be shy about it baby. That man will solo masturbate and talk you out of your panties in a second to join him. Also loves watching you as well.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything to showcases his strength and his big dick. Full nelson, mating press to keep you pinned down and feel his entire length. Also pronebone so you can't push him off and his big arms can cage you in how he likes.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Will crack jokes but always in a teasing way as he's fucking you into the mattress. If you try to make an embarrassing joke though just expect him to scowl.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I wanna say kind of trimmed cause he looks like he manscapes but he likes having a happy trail of red hair leading to the ‘main treat’.

Idk why but I feel like if you didn't shave he'd go feral. 🤷‍♀️ Idk why lol but I think you not following the usual beauty standards would drive him literally insane lol

I = Initiation (how do they get you going? Vice versa )

He's a horn ball 24/7 so he's super handsy and if he's not touching you he'll spill pure filth no matter who's around. His crew gets a kick out of it but if they try and make comments to you best believe they'll be thrown overboard or spending their time scrubbing their own blood off the deck.

J = Jealous (how do they get when jealous )

It's Kidd…he's territorial. I can totally see him getting jealous and storming off somewhere. But if you've been together a long time he's not asking questions just grabbing you and tossing you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes to punish you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Overstimulation Kink! He loves the both of you being fucked out beyond the point of words, shaking and drooling from round after round.

Corruption Kink! If you're a good girl, best believe he wants to change that. Wants to turn you into a horny ticking time bomb, literally desires to turn that shy exterior into a handsy sex machine just like him.

Glasses glasses glasses!!! If you wear glasses it makes you look nerdy/sweet which plays into his corruption Kink and now he can't help but picture what they'll look like covered in his cum. (Totally self indulgent but IDC it's my page lol)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere. This man has no shame when it comes to sex on his ship, hell he'll even fuck you in an alley way. Weirdly doesn't like you being seen though so he'll pick positions that he can cover you with his big body. Even covering your mouth so no one can hear the sweet sounds you make for him only.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He's always horny but loves when you get just as handsy as him though. If you do try flirting he'll make you work for it just to see how far and bold you get.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Can't really think of anything this man won't do tbh lol 🤣 He's a freaky freak.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Loves fucking your face but loves eating pussy, it's his favorite meal. Ask him and he'll be honest.🥵 So sit on his face and then you both can devour each other.

P = Pace (rough and fast, slow and soft)

Depends on his mood. He's always rough but sometimes he'll fuck you slow with deep mind numbing thrusts till you're begging for him. Yet other times he'll fuck you fast and hard till you're shaking and drunk on his cock.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Yes yes yes. Whenever and however many he can get from you he's down.

R = Rope (shibari, bondage? Do they like it?)

Yup whether giving or receiving that man is down. He's a big boy who can take you whipping him or even slapping him across the face while he's tied up. But won't go as hard on you as you can go on him. He knows his strength but won't push yours unless you beg of course.

S = Sharing? (Are they willing to share you?)

Depends on who it is. If it's Killer, absolutely lol If he's having a captains talk with Law and Luffy and they just so happen to mention you he'll freak out in a feral lust but ultimately it's up to you of course.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He makes his own of course. He's a craftsman with many skills and desires so of course he'll come up with something.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The meanest 🥵 teasing you till you're pouting and begging for relief

V = Voyeur (do they like to watch)

Yup yup! He'll even join you in giving him a show lol

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

If you wear heels, step on him! Not in a submissive way but more in a, “I'm strong those pointy heels won't do shit” type of way. It's like a play on a pain fetish and heel/foot fetish. The feeling of your heels scratching at his shoulders make his groans so much raspier. Will also kiss along your ankles when you wear them telling you how hot they look.

If your feet end up hurting while you walk he'll just toss you over his shoulder before you can even think of removing them.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Thick baby~ heavy dick and veiny with big breeding balls 🤷‍♀️ just saying the man cums alot.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Always on go!!!!

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

His brain can be pretty active so it takes him a minute tbh but he'll cuddle you to sleep and fall out shortly after.

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ma3mae · 1 year

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Hello!! I hope you are doing well, wanted to say I love your work !!

Can I request how the BSD boys (Dazai, Kunikida, Ranpo, Chuuya, Fukuzawa etc) would react to gf!fem!reader saying “I am just a hole” after they did something attractive? Something fun and suggestive ehehe~

No brain, just horny!

Summary: No one cared about you being down bad for you bfs since everything's mutual, right? (Dazai, Kunikida, Ranpo, Fukuzawa)

Genre: fluff, maybe crack, def suggestive themes, maybe a tiny tiny bit of smut. Who knows 💀

Warnings: yall gonna be horny after this 🤓

A/N: was kinda difficult to think of fitting scenarios but i had fun writing this!! Also thank you for loving my work, anonnnn 💕💕💕💕

Part 2

Dazai Osamu

WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAAAAAAT 💀💀💀💀

HES HORNY 24/7, DONT EXPECT HIM TO HOLD BACK LMAOO 💀💀😭😭

okay okay so lets say yall are at the ADA office

hes done with annoying the shit ouf of kuni and now hes just sitting on the couch, literally bored out of his mind

Kuni tells u to tell "that dumbass idiot of a boyfriend🤩" to finally get back to work so u go up to him

u know that scene where he leans his head back onto the grave and slowly tilts it back down and opens his eyes while having that soft smile on his face? oda's only purpose was him dying so we'd get that scene, crying fr 😭😭😭

Yeah hes doing exactly THAT as he notices your presence infront of him, flashing you a smile and only for it to spread even further as he notices your dazed face 💀

"Oh, bella? Too lovestruck to talk to me, I see. Can't help it that I'm just so hands-"

"I'm nothing but a hole for you"

I DONT KNOW HOW SOMEONE COULD EVEN SAY THAT 😭😭 THATS SUCH A WEIRD THING TO SAY AND SO DUMB BUT NO ONE CARES 🥲🥲🥲

AND HIS HORNY ASS DOESNT GIVE TWO SHITS EITHER 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

his eyes are fking bulging as he hears you say that infront of him

ACTUALLY shocked that you had the guts to legit say that outloud and luckily no one rly heard that except him he wouldnt mind if the whole ass office wouldve heard that, we KNOW 💀

you manage to get a good laugh out of him before he just shoots you that god awful handsome smirk before he suddenly stands up

Towering over you, he leans in and whispers "Never thought you'd be so dirty to say stuff like that during working hours. Not that I'm complaining! I'm glad to have such a strong effect on you, bella~" got me blushing fr😳😳😳

Its too late to realise what you've just said. Your fate has been sealed.

OFF TO HORNY JAIL YALL GO 💀💀🗣️

no jk but nah nah he wont stop there

Youve awakened the fking horny beast in him and how could he refuse his love offering herself so blatantly while your coworkers were literally in the same room?? 🤩😋

He just takes your hand as he proceeds to leave the office

Kuni just yells "Oi, where the hell do you think you're going?! Only told you to tell him to work! Not join his stupid shenanigans!! 😡😡"

YOU KNOW that ur bf just turns around and shoots him that annoying ass smirk, only to say

"But Kunikida, we are off to work actually! Nothing you'd be able to do anyway. Tell me when you've found something interesting in all that paper work of yours! Can tell you that our job will definitely be more fun than that~ 😁😁"

You can only give poor kuni a sheepish smile as atsushi just deadpans at the both of you, muttering a "good luck 😐" towards you as your bf just drags you to his car because your job's gonna be too loud to do at the ada and going home wont be an option since dazai's not patient in that sense 💀💀💀

Already sending prayers to you for having to go back to "work" while being sore af and dazai looking like he got out of a 10 day wellness vacation 😭🥲🥲

dazai's actually gonna spare our poor kuni by kinda doing some paper work but our man will be forever traumatised bc hes not oblivious 🗣️

Especially after seeing your neck littered with hickeys 😭😭 u cant hide them, youve got a damn mosquito as a bf 💀

kuni just tosses a bottle of water your way without looking at u bc he thinks its not modest to shamelessly look at them 😤 I LOVE U KUNI

"thanks, i guess" is all you'll hear from him bc at the end, you DID get dazai to work but at what cost 😭

Kunikida Doppo

Flabbergasted. Shocked. Disappointed. Shamefully not too hard to turn on. 💀

His first reaction is gonna be like u just told ur mom u forgot to do the laundry 😭

DEF gonna scold your ass off for saying such things in such an inappropiate setting

its not your fault hes being so hot during work 😤😤😤😤

Tell him off for being so handsome!! 🤩

Wont stop his scolding but u cant take him serious when hes fumbling over his words

Still manages to thank you for ur compliment even though its embarassing af 😭 no way would he refuse such kind words from his love 😋

So anyway it could go two ways with him

The first would be if yall wouldnt be alone at the ADA

You go up to him to ask him about a report you need help with

Ive never seen kuni tie his hair up but... imagine catching him doing that...

With the hair tie in his mouth as he pulls his hair back and like...

It makes u think of the times you'd yank it back during yk what 🤭

So he notices you gape at him and is all like "🤨 are you alright?"

Cue to you just uttering "Damn, kuni. You only gotta ask. Am just a hole for you anyway" out of nowhere

LMAO you can just hear dazai cackling from the couch as your bf just looks at you like 😳 with his mouth agape and everything

Dazai just walks up to you to pat your shoulder

"Kunikida, you've got quite the daring girlfriend!" "SHUT YOUR ANNOYING MOUTH UP"

kuni just quickly ties his hair back and BROO he nearly feels so violated and exposed 😭😭😭😭

Why would u do this to him AT WORK 😭

Ngl u and dazai prob team up to annoy him to death like hes just so fun to TEASE 😤

Anyway he just tells you to get back to work and when u tell him you need some help, he begrudgingly does it bc its important but you can still his hands shake a bit and his face is red as he tries to give you advice on ur work skskksks 💀

Be ready to get scolded for HOURS when yall are on ur way home 🤓

But dw u know how to shut his beautiful mouth up 🤭😋

But if you do the whole thing while yall are alone at work bc kuni decided to stay a bit longer then THATS a different story

Lets say he does the same thing again as above ^ and u say the same thing

He'll def turn a bit red and tell you that you cant say stuff like that during work!

"But kuni, we're alone and no ones gonna come back anyway. It's nearly 8pm after all."

The sun's setting and the only light that softly illuminates the room and it just steals ur fking breath bc 😭 hes so gorgeous with his hair open 😭😭😭

But u can still see his gaze on u, making ur knees weak bc BROO

horny jail for kuni too????? 💀💀💀

jk but he'll clear his throat and just say "a work place is still a work place so i cant let this inappropiate behavior just go like that..."

You're like standing infront of him and he grabs you by your waist, softly kneading it as he tells u to sit on his lap 😭

"Will teach that mouth of yours how to behave. Maybe after this you'll be a bit more tame. Think that idiot has been a bad influence on you like he has with everyone but don't worry. I'll be sure to teach you everything again."

I'll let you imagine the rest here 🤭🤭

Edogawa Ranpo

man just wants to eat his candy in peace, get ur horny ass away from him 🤨🤨🤨🤨

u thought dazai's a whole bitch???? Nah nah this is a MAN CHILD right here

This man wont give u what u want, nah he'll let u suffer alone LOL 💀💀

if this happens at work then 🤷 honestly depends on what mood he is i think

its a hot day in yokohama and the air conditioning is not rly helping yall

so u kinda wanna go grab some ice cream during ur break and u dont need to think twice about asking ur bf to go with u

fr he'll be SO annoying if u dont take him with u 💀 but dw he obviously knows why u r approaching him rn 🤩

but he takes a while to catch on why u just stopped and looked like a fish rn like a combo of this :0 and 😳

he just goes "🤨"

"Damn, the bathroom's close. 'am just a hole for you anyway so let's go" u legit go 😨 after realising what u just said

How no one hears that, idk but this hoe DEF heard u well

U r even more scared bc he just sits there and doesnt react but oops

only needs some sec before he opens his eyes and smirks at u 🤭

"Eh~ You've got guts, Y/N. Saying naughty stuff like that during work hours. Not that I mind though. Just shows how smitten you are by the World's Greatest Detective~"

"N-"

He just waves a finger at u like you're a lil kid getting scolded rn 💀

"Ah ah ah, don't try to refute that fact. Can't blame you for your reaction after all. It's still funny to me that all it took was me losening my tie, gliding a hand through my hair and open up a button of my shirt. ~ "

He just gets up and gives you a peck on your cheek before walking ahead

"I still want that ice ream though! If it's good then I'll give tending to your needs a thought!" 💀 THIS BITCH

but dw he'll make sure to show u how smitten he is after that bc ur mouth just tastes better after some sweet ice cream, right 🤓??

but u know whats the best combo with saying that sentence?

a jealous ranpo 🤩

like ok quick scenario

lets move this outside of work, ok?

So yall are walking around and some random dude decides to hit on u and hello 🤨cant he see that u r legit holding hands with the world's greatest detective??

u kindly tell the man to fuck off but nah hes not letting u chill

wraps protectively his arm around ur waist, clearly showing him that YOU. ARE. TAKEN.

"with that scrawny lookin dude???" bro hes got a death sentence 💀

time for ur bf to show him his skills 🤭 which means threatening him to expose everything about him

immediately tells him where he lives, what he does for a living, where he likes to shop, where his parents live. E. V. E. R. Y. T. H. I. N. G

he just smirks and puffs his chest slightly out as that dude just fking runs off bc id be terrified too 😨

He deserves it tho ✋

"What a fool! Thinking he could challenge ME?! The greatest detective to ever live! See how terrified he was!" hes fking cackling before stopping as he sees ur face

brothers and sisters, we are LOVESTRUCK

and that hoe cann see that right away 💀

"Thank you..." like should we say how hot that was???? maybe 😳😳???

"And?" AH obviously he got us 😭

but we too embarassed to say smth but NICE, theres a nearby alley so u know where hes dragging us 🤩

Pressed up against the wall and hes just centimeters away from u as he asks again

"That wasn't everything you wanted to say, right~? Of course you find me" hot" but just wanna hear it from you, love."

"FUCK, am just a hole for u" 💀😳

goes wide eyed for a sec before chuckling and saying "Well, that wasn't what I wanted to hear but I'll let it count!"

His eyes travel down your neck before finally saying "Hm, I've got an idea in how to make everyone know that you're taken. I deserve a little treat after having saved you, no?" 🤭🤭🤭 got me blushing fr

Anyway problem solved, no one made moves onto u after that and it might turn into a habit before yall go out for the next times 🗣️

But no one's complaining hihi 🤭🤭😳

Fukuzawa Yukichi

oh god where do i even begin 💀

i gotta hold myself back from getting off topic when it comes to HIM 😭

honestly this man has seen and experienced so many things, u gotta do a lot to catch THIS man off guard 💀💀

bro he had to deal with mori's ass in his 20's for too long and STILL deals with it till this day 😐😐😐😐😐

not to mention the agency is like his fking orphanage at this point 😐

Already enough that his first child is still a child with his thirty years of living on this damn planet 🤓

lets say u work at the ADA as well and now yall r holding a meeting to go over some details for a random mission

Idk if its just me but... the way he sits there and is leading that whole shit, telling em what to do and how they could handle it the best way, while encouraging everyone to work hard n stuff... idk....

Its just so HOT 😳😳😳🤭

like hes so charismatic, fuck dazai, yall cant compare ANYONE to this man 😭😭😭😭😭😭 no wonder everyone follows him, id lick his shoes too 😭😭 HORNY JAIL FOR ME?????

anyway he dismisses everyone and the both of you are the last ones to be in the room bc u r just sitting at the table and staring at him like 😳

Dw my girl, hes been noticing the way you've been looking at him the whole time

"Is everything alright, my love? You've been staring at me for quite a while now."

"N-No its nothing 😳"

nah no need to hold back bc we know our knees r gonna buckle the second he takes ur hand

AND HE DOES 🤩🤩

his eyes slightly crinkle at the end as you can see amusement dance in them

"I know that look when something's on your mind. I'll respect your decision to not tell me but I'd like to know what it is."

honestly your red face is already proof enough whats on ur mind but how can u hide it when hes just looking at you with such an intense gaze UGH I LOVE THIS MAAAAAN 😭😭😭😭😭😭

"W-Well the way you just handle everything with ease even though its a lot of pressure and i dont know...it's just really admirable but also hot when you tell them what to do. wouldnt mind you doing that in the bedroom too, you know. id be a hole for u anytime like this... "

u tryna mumble that shit out of embarassement but he clearly heard you 💀

And he does go wide eyed out of surprise because DAMN thats still pretty straightforward and was kinda the last thing he'd thought you'd say but honestly... he doesnt mind it 💀

in facr hes liking it a bit too much for himself 💀💀 but who is he to complain? Especially when his lover is being so honest with him?

" So you want me to be a bit more authoritative in the bedroom? I-It might be a bit awkward for me to do so but if it's something you desire then we'll gladly try it out together. We should be done with the mission around the evening but if not then..."

you feel his hands gently cup your face as he presses his lips against yours before pulling a bit too soon for your liking

"Then I hope this will suffice until then. I'll be sure to thank you for your patience after everything's over."

THE ONLY THIINNGG

THE ONLY THING YOU CAN DO IS SAY YESSSS 🤩🤩😭😭😭😭😭

IDC IF IM NOT SPEAKING FOR EVERYONE BC

We WILL wait for him OKAY 💀💀✋✋✋

he just strokes your hair lovingly as you try to hide ur face bc hes just too blinding

anyway as the both of u get ready to leave, yall just hear quick shuffling behind yall bc OOPS

THE DOOR WAS OPEN 💀

THE KIDS DIDNT LEAVE LOL 💀💀 THEY HEARD EVERYTHING

"😳☺️🤭😏" u can choose which ADA member would make which face 💀💀💀

ngl u prob sometimes call them ur children and BRO

ranpo actually annoys u for some candy ngl 💀

u once punched dazai's gut bc yk he'd ask the stupid question like

"if you're our mom, would that make you a milf?"

send him back to the MAFIA trash can he came from 🤩🤩

jk but might write a oneshot about him even tho hes difficult to write 💀

will def do a part 2 of this bc it gives me an excuse to simp for these men 💀

#bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd dazai #dazai x reader #bsd kunikida #kunikida x reader #bsd ranpo #ranpo x reader #bsd fukuzawa #fukuzawa x reader

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x-doing-ur-mum-x · 6 months

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John Price x Virgin!Reader

Hey babes I do take requests 24/7 so send anytime 😚

Warnings: smut with some plot? She/they pronouns/fem!reader, no protection (Use protection nasties.) P in V sex mentions breeding, virginity taken, couch sex, slight overstimulation, no use of Y/N, Reader is 20-25.

NO MINORS PLEASE AND THANK YOU!!!!

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You're sitting on prices lap in a passionate kiss on the couch of your shared home, both of you have been dating for a while first meeting each other when he picked you to be on task force 141, working by his side slowly gaining feelings for him you wouldn't ever say it or even pay attention to it, that was til he had asked you out on a date. You never told him that you were a virgin, you found it a bit embarrassing that you're in your early 20's and haven't lost your virginity yet, you didn't know how he would respond. He's always respected you and made sure you were ok with everything he did making sure he didn't take lingering touches too far or passionate kisses more than that, he didn't mind that you weren't ready as long as you are comfortable is all that mattered the most to him.

You pull away from the kiss trailing your hands on his chest a bit nervous you wanted to tell him but didn't exactly know how. Price caught up on your nervousness holding your hand with one of his as his other hand remains on your waist rubbing soft circles while stealing a soft kiss from your hand.

"What's on your mind dove?" Price asks, as he continues rubbing soft circles on your waist trailing down to your hips

"If you want me to stop I will, hun" Price says reassuringly as he steals a kiss from your forehead.

"No, I want you to continue. I've just never done this before…" you softly mumble the last part feeling even more embarrassed. He smiles softly kissing your red cheek.

"We can always take it slow, love. As long as you're ok with it." He says, slowly putting both hands on your hips.

"I'm ok with it" you reply, trailing your hands on his chest again.

"Atta girl" he says as he presses his lips against yours slowly trailing his hands on to your ass, as he presses kisses to your neck and collarbone leaving variations of deep purple and red marks on your skin.

His hands leave your ass and reach up to the bottom of your shirt, lifting it up and tossing it aside to be forgotten about. Price leaves soft kisses to the top of your breasts before ripping your bra off to leave more pretty red and purple marks on your body. Softly massaging your breasts he puts one of your left nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking it loving how red your face is, staring into your eyes admiring the bite marks in his provisual vision. He stops sucking your left nipple and caresses it with his big hands rolling your nipple between his pointer fight and his thumb making you bite back some moans and whimpers.

"No one's around, dove, I wanna hear you make those pretty noises, my love…" Price whispers into your neck kissing it and softly biting it making sure he doesn't hurt you, making you whimper a bit when he leaves another red mark on your skin. Hearing you whimper made it more tempting to just fuck you right then, of course he wanted to take it slow for you making sure you remember how much pleasure you got from him. He knew he had to fight back the urge to fuck your pretty little brains out and breeding you till all you can think is how good his cock makes you feel. His self control was strong, the only weakness he had was you, you always have been. Small stolen kisses turned into heated make out sessions, you always could make him fold so easily even just your presence in the room or you taking care of him after missions or just long days of paperwork. Pulling you back into a passionate kiss as he slowly lays you on the couch making sure your lips stay connected to his. You both break away for air as Price puts on a show taking his shirt showing off his abs, the scars on his abdomen and the hair on his chest while rubbing circles on your waist with his thumb “Do I have consent lovie?” He whispers into your ear.

You simply nod, as your heart starts racing faster "I need words hun." He simply states.

"Yes.. you have my consent john.." you say just above a whisper. He slowly pulls your pants and underwear down, tossing it to the other side of the room to be forgotten about along with your shirt and bra. He starts kissing and biting your inner thighs making sure it matches with your chest he looks up at you once more

"What's the safe word, dove?" Price asks

"Asteroid" you simply reply softly

Price kisses your clit before he starts to give it a few kitten licks earning a few whimper and whines from you as you start closing your thighs a bit. Price wraps his hands around your thighs so he can continue his meal although he wouldn’t mind having your thighs squeezing his head, he’d love for you to do it he'd even encourage it, he’d die a happy man being suffocated by your thighs but right now he just wants to see your face how good he can make you feel by just his mouth. He soon enough attaches his lips to your swollen clit sucking harshly to bring you closer to your first orgasm of the night. Price softly rubs small circles on your thighs as you come down from your high

"Good girl" Price mutters the praise soothingly as he scratches your thigh with his beard before pulling away from your heat, leaning up to kiss you again as you take rushed breaths to come back from your high.

"You alright, Lovie?" Price asks gently before kissing your bruised neck again massaging your waist with his big hands

"Yeah…" you quietly respond trying to slow your breathing down

"You're such a good girl, aren't you sweetheart?" Price softly whispers into your ear

"Only for you" you breath out

Price chuckles as he pulls you into another deep kiss slipping his tongue into your mouth claiming his dominance once again. After a few moments price pulls away

"Are you absolutely sure, hun?" Price asks once again while lining up to your heat

“Positive.” You confirm once again reassuring your boyfriend that you wanted this, Price kisses your cheek before slowly entering his tip into your warmth making you moan softly.

“Good girl..” Price praises again moving his hand to hold yours as he slowly pushes himself more into you, by the time he was halfway inside of you you squeezed his hand starting to get a bit overwhelmed from the stretch of your walls. Price immediately notices and stops moving so you can adjust to his size “Good girl, so good for me, honey…” Price coos into your ear kissing the side of your face he continues holding your hand reassuring that you're doing good for him “Can I move again hun?” Price asks again.

“Y-Yeah please move baby…” you whine out almost begging for him to move again Price starts moving the rest of himself inside of you, once he's fully in your heat he stays still once again making you can adjust to his length “Tell me when to start moving doll face” after a few minutes of peppering your face and neck with kisses you move your hips trying to get some form of friction between you two "John please move…" You whine out needy, John chuckles kissing your neck once again moving out slowly and back inside your warmth again keeping the slow pace for a few thrusts before going faster "Just tell me when to go faster Lovie'' Price says kissing your jaw keeping the same pace so you get used to how big his size is, after a few seconds he grunts into your neck feeling you clench around him making him buckle hips slightly, you clench around him again hearing a low groan in your ear from the man above “Please move faster, John…” You whine into his ear bucking your hips into his. Price chuckles moving his hips into yours faster making sure he goes deeper into you “This good, baby?” Price asks moving one of his hands to caress your face “Y-Yeah amazing, John” you whimper as he hits that one area of bundle of nerves inside you, Price notices immediately moving his lower half to aim at your sweet spot trying to make you come to your second orgasm for the night. You wrap your legs around his waist starting to get lost in the pleasure "Fucking shit, you feel so good, my love" he groans into your neck quickening his pace a bit, feeling the familiar warmth in his lower abdomen bucking his hips into yours throwing himself a bit off pattern. Price moves the hand caressing your face down your neck then your breasts, slowly stopping at your abdomen feeling himself rutting into you making him groan before moving his hand down to your clit rubbing and pinching it lightly to get you to your second orgasm of the night "C'mon, baby cum for me. Cum all over my cock, wanna feel you, baby" He mutters in your ear as he softly bites your earlobe quickening his pace and making sure this is the best orgasm you've ever had. "Oh fuck- John!" you whine arching your back whimpering his name as if his name was a prayer as you squeezed his cock releasing your second and final orgasm of the night "Squeezing me so fucking tight, honey" he pants against your ear "Where do you want me to cum, doll?" He asks on the verge of his release.

"Inside me please, I need to feel you." You whine starting to feel overstimulated bucking your hips once again. As soon as those words left your lips he buried himself in you as deep as he could letting the coil in his stomach snap, cumming inside of you trying to keep his cum safe inside of you as groans your name under his breath.

Price stays like that for a minute before pulling out slowly not wanting any to spill out "Good girl, took me so fucking well, didn’t you, love?" He says as he caresses your face, kissing your cheeks "Let's get you cleaned up." He says before picking you up bridal style carrying you to the shared bathroom placing you on the toilet seat kissing your lips softly "So proud of you, my precious girl" He says before leaving a quick peck on your lips turning back to the bathtub starting to run the water. "I'll be back in a minute, ok?" He says before leaving the bathroom door.

You hum exhausted as you lean against the back of the toilet seat waiting for him to return. Price leaves the bathroom changing the sheets and putting your favourite pyjama set on the bed before going down stairs getting you a snack and water.

"Love, I'm back." He says, giving you the glass of water and snack "Don't want my pretty girl passing out on me" he chuckles, kissing your forehead before going to the bathtub making sure the water is warm enough, turning off the taps. Price picks you up bridal style once again placing you in the bathtub sitting next to you on the floor "John, get in with me please" you say caressing the side of your boyfriend's face.

"How could I ever say no to such a perfect girl like you, love?" He chuckles getting in behind you kissing the back of your neck pulling your body closer to his "So proud of you, baby. I love you so much" Price murmurs in your neck scratching you with his beard probably leaving you beard burn for the morning to deal with.

"I love you too, John," you say smiling, moving your hands up and down his arms that are wrapped around you massaging them softly.

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ghouljams · 1 year

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Your newest Konig post has my mind fuckin GOING. Especially that last line where he says that she has to take off her iron bracelet at some point. I imagine there comes a time where his obsessive ass is quite literally stalking Darling 24/7, day in and day out, waiting and watching for even the smallest second where she takes off her bracelet so he can scoop her up and do whatever his fucked up little heart has been craving to do with her this whole time.

Oh yeah fae!König is absolutely stalking his Darling, he's stalking her since the first moment she looks at him. You think Ghost was bad but he had an alarm on his Darling, he didn't have to stalk her too close. König has to do everything himself, so he's absolutely watching her for the moment she takes the iron off. He has his mark on her now, he's within his rights.

Not seeing König is almost worse than seeing him. You don't think he's left you alone, not with how determined he was to get close to you. You almost miss seeing him hanging around the shop, he's become such a fixture it's weird that he's just… gone. But it's good, he got the message and he's giving you space to cool off.

You lock your apartment door, check it twice, you're not really sure how to guard against whatever König is. He seems to respect the locks though. You toe your shoes off and toss your bag on your designated crap chair. You have another bouquet of half dead flowers to pin to the wall, but you'll do that later. You feel grimy, something came in the shop and you can still feel the stink that came off of it.

You pull your rings off as you walk to your room, tossing them in the bowl by your bed and flexing your fingers. You settle the rest of your bracelets in a neat pile next to them, shaking out your hands from the weight of iron. You finger the bigger cuff, thinking, and decide to take it with you for after your shower.

You wait until you're actually under the warm spray of water to let out the breath you've been holding. Wetting your hair and standing under the water, waiting for it to slough off some of the day's stress. You scratch your neck, fingers bumping the iron chain you'd picked up earlier. Fuck, this thing really didn't like water. You fumble the clasp but finally get it off, setting it with your shampoo. You take another breath.

Wet dirt.

Big hands press against the shower wall on either side of your head. Even if you hadn't seen them you'd know König in an instant. The feel of him, his eyes on you, you could never forget it. His presence is massive, you feel the edges of his mask brush against the top of your head as he leans over you, his obscura falling as he speaks.

"That was a fun game, Schatz, but it's over now," his voice is meticulous, each word weighing on you more than the last. You don't dare turn around, you just focus on keeping your breath even, your eyes steady on a crack in the tiles under the shower head. Your heart beats loud enough you think he can hear it, somewhere between fear and expectation. You've run long enough, he's finally caught you.

"König," you start, unsure where you're going.

"No," he tells you, pressing his lips to his scar on your shoulder, "don't beg, Schatz, not until I tell you to."

His hand wraps around your throat, fingers insistent under your jaw as they tip your head back. His tongue rolls over his mark, making your brain fuzzy and pliant. You know what's coming before his teeth ever touch your skin, and when they do you wail. Every one of his perfect teeth sinking in exactly where they're supposed to. He groans at the taste of your blood, and ruts his hard cock against your back. It's good. It's so good.

You press back against him as he pulls his teeth out of you, turning your head to kiss him. His mouth is dripping red, but it's yours, it's you on him. Oh my god you are- he is really messing you up.

"I have to punish you, Liebling," he murmurs, and you nod against his grip, as his other hand leaves the wall to slide across your waist and dip between your legs, "try not to enjoy this."

#the fae darlings need to form a support group or something damn #also i am not ignoring the fae!ghost ask u sent i am saving it #sitting on it like an egg #this is also where im gonna tag a couple tws #tw dubcon #tw stalking #fae!konig #cod x reader #cod x y/n #konig x you #konig modern warfare #konig x reader #konig mw2 #are we all enjoying fae!konig? are we all having fun with him? i am

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the-avengers-not-the-nazis · 1 day

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Privacy privilege

Summary: Dean had started to invade your privacy more often after a hunt

Word count: 0.8k

A/n: I had some fun writing protective Dean in this one

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The last hunt was too much of a close call for Dean.

It’s been a simple vampire case, a in and out kind of deal. But, when you slipped up a little and were almost a vamps blood bag, he felt a need to protect you immediately afterwards. The thought of you ending up dead while on a hunt with him caused an itch in the back of his brain. Something he needed to get rid of or at least settle down.

So, he began to follow you around.

It started out simple enough, sitting on the same booth as you at a restaurant, watching you through the rear view mirror on a long drive. And, recently making you share the same bed as he did. The feeling of your body safely tucked against his calmed him.

But, then the more hunts you went the more worried he got.

The feeling that something would happen to you if he wasn’t around caused him to panic and start to hang around you more than ever.

What started as a simple watching you from the corner of his eye quickly turning into needing to be right next to you 24/7. He’d follow you around like a lost puppy, eyes darting around to find any potential danger.

You’d spoken to Sam about Deans behavior, and he had agreed that it was new and different than what he normally is. But, according to Sam, Dean is naturally a protector at heart. Probably coming from being the oldest and having to take care of his little brother all the time.

But, still, you appreciated Dean trying to protect you, but he had started to invade you privacy.

Often not leaving you alone when you’d really need to be. Kinda like right now. You were taking a shower in the motels bathroom, the water cascading down your body when Deans humming kept on bringing you out of your peaceful state.

You didn’t really know when he entered the bathroom, but when he did you know it was no use in trying to kick him out. He sat patiently on the toilet, the lid down so that he wouldn’t ache from sitting in the same spot for twenty minutes.

A small magazine rested in his hands, the sound of the turning papers mixing with his humming caused you to finally stick your head past the shower curtain.

“Dean.” You called, in the nicest voice you could muster. Slowly growing tired of his protective attitude.

“Yes, princess?” He asked, the magazine he’d been reading tossed onto the counter as he focused solely in you.

Pasting a quick smile on your face, you pulled the curtain closer to your naked body. “Could I have just a couple minutes to myself in here?”

Dean furrowed his brows. “Why?”

“Because, it’s kinda weird how I’m naked in here while your out there fully clothed and humming a rock song.” You stated, hoping that telling him you were slightly uncomfortable with the situation would be enough for him to leave the bathroom.

“Would you like me to join you then, so you’d feel less weird about this?” He asked, standing from the toilet seat and making his way towards you, his flannel quickly coming off and into the piles of clothes you’d already made.

“No! No, Dean.” You started to shout, more than likely grabbing both your neighbors and Sam’s attention whilst doing so. “Put the flannel back on and get out!”

“Why?” He asked confused. “I’d have my back turned the entire time, or if you want I could even help you shower-“

Dean stopped talking when a soft but wet object connected with his face. “Did- did you throw a loofah at me?”

“Yes, and I’ll throw something harder next time if you don’t get out of here!” Your face was hot, and not just from the boiling shower you were taking but because Dean freaking Winchester was trying to hope in the shower with you like it was a normal thing.

He held up his hands, reluctantly making his way to the bathroom door. “Look I get that it’s weird, but it’ll help protect you.”

“Dean, I’m not going to die in the freaking shower.”

“Who knows, it’s a strange world, but I’ll be here if it happens and I’ll be able to-“ His eyes widened as you made an attempt to throw your soap bar at him, missing him by a hair and sending him running out of the bathroom.

A breathy laugh came from one of the beds, facing the noise he saw his brother with newspaper articles and his computer laid out in front of him. “I told you she would not have appreciated you going in there.” Sam told his older brother, a smug smile playing in his lips as he watched Dean taking a seat at the small table.

“Shut up.” He told him, now waiting for you to leave the bathroom so that he could be glued to your hip once more. “She’s gonna thank me one day.”

“Yeah, but definitely not any time soon.”

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classic80sand90smovieloves2 · 1 year

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Meeting and Dating Patrick Verona

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

(One of the titans has finally been completed. Amen.)

- When you first heard about the rumors that surrounded Patrick Verona, you’d genuinely thought that they were jokes. Lit a state trooper on fire, sold his own liver to buy a new set of speakers: were your classmates like actually serious?

- It was funny the first few times the gossip came up in conversation but after a while, it just started to get a little sad. You were in high school and your peers were still just as gullible as the kids who got scared by the drip, drip story or the tale of the clown statue.

- Admittedly, the delinquent occasionally intimidated you as well, but you were scared of him the same way you’d be scared of any other person at your school; particularly someone as openly hostile as he was. He wasn’t an arson enthusiast or a criminal in your eyes, he was just a guy who’d maybe humiliate you or purposefully inconvenience you if you happened to get on his nerves one day.

- And yet, regardless of this fear, you still couldn’t stop yourself from looking at him and developing an interest. You considered him completely out of your league and entirely unattainable: someone who would never even think to look your way and who probably already had a beautiful girlfriend who was way cooler than you in every conceivable way possible.

- It’s the reason why you placated yourself with silent devotion instead of actually acting upon your feelings: why you opted for secret glances and daydreams that nobody else would ever find out about or catch on to; unless they were monitoring you 24/7 and/or had a probe in your silly little lovestruck brain.

- Yet someone did catch onto it, the exact same person your affections were pointed towards....

- A lot of people look at Patrick; a lot of people stare and a lot of people look away quickly when he manages to catch them. He’s generally pretty used to it. What he isn’t used to is a pretty girl acting all timid and embarrassed when she accidentally meets his eyes: not disgusted by or scared of him but actually kind of shy.

- It takes him a little while to realize it; to notice the difference between your gaze and everyone else’s, but when he does finally manage to put a finger on it, he finds it sort of amusing. You like him. Cute....

- It’s not cute for you though, not when he confronts you at you locker and asks you why you’re always staring at him, a fake smile plastered across his face; grin looking more like bared teeth than an actual sign of genuine kindness. It’s not cute when he begins putting words into your mouth as you struggle to explain, watching you closely as you nervously deny his ideas; up until he mentions how “maybe you just have a crush on him”.

- It’s completely humiliating staring at the floor as you anticipate his response, waiting for his laughter or something equally cruel to come after the realization inevitably dawns on him. Yet all he does is let out an interested hum before he turns and walks away, leaving you standing at your locker, wondering if you’ll even be able to face him the next day in class.

- Fortunately for you; or perhaps unfortunately, you’ve officially sparked his interest, and now that he knows you have a thing for him, he’s determined to get to know you and see how deep this infatuation of yours goes; along with whether or not you’re actually worth his time.

- He doesn’t ask you out just yet but he does start to hang around you a bit, testing you every now and again, pushing your buttons in order to get a grasp of your personality. In the beginning, he tries to intimidate you: corners you a little, gives you blank stares, takes your things and refuses to give them back until he decides he’s gotten what he’s looking for.

- That’s how the shift in his personality begins: he snatches your pencil case off your desk just as the bell rings and subsequently forces you to follow him, letting you tail him awkwardly down the hallway as he tosses it up and down in the air. You expect his usual tough guy attitude but when he finally whirls around to face you, he gives you a slightly curious look and “asks” if you’re afraid of him.

“You’re not afraid of me, are you?”

“Not really.” You sigh in response, slightly nervous to find out what he’s trying to get at.

“Most people are.” He comments, his hands ceasing their throwing and catching as he walks closer to you.

“Most people think you ate an entire duck.” You respond.

“Maybe I did,” He says before he begins to grin. “Though I do prefer eating other things.”

“Pencils?” You ask, glancing down at your pencil case that he’s still holding onto.

- When you look back up at his face, you’re somewhat surprised to see that there’s a genuine smile pulling at his lips. He hands you the pencil case and you take it, glancing at him one last time before walking away.

- Like I said before: shift in behavior. Suddenly, everybody's favorite juvenile delinquent is acting like the two of you are best friends, sitting with you like it’s the most normal thing in the world for him to do and conversing/flirting with you whenever he can. He even starts following you around after school, somehow constantly running into you and almost always teasingly insisting that he goes there all the time.

- After a while, you just start to get used to it: expect him to be there and sit with you and flirt between every other breath of his. You start to flirt back too, loosening up as you realize he isn’t out to get you and bantering with him whenever he tries to go around and tease you.

- The two of you just start to click: your true personalities shining through and molding together far better than either of you could have ever anticipated. He surprises you with how different from your expectations he winds up being and yet, he’s everything you could have wished for and more. He feels the same way about you.

- So it’s no surprise when he tells you that he’ll take you to that one event you’ve been gushing about whenever you see flyers for it on your daily hangouts or pass the part of town it’s being held in. And in the middle of it, when he looks at you and your excited face like you hung the moon and the stars, its no surprise when he grabs you by the face and kisses you, gentle and loving and sweet.

- And it’s no surprise when you find yourselves unable to stop for the rest of the night, clinging to and kissing each other like two lovestruck dorks. You’re certain you’ll be that way for the rest of your lives....

- One of the best parts of dating Patrick is seeing him go from an intimidating badass to a clingy lovestruck fool who worships the ground you walk on. He might of let his more sensitive side show before the two of you started dating but nothing could have prepared you for the sheer amount of affection and devotion that pours out of him the minute he decides that he loves you. Suddenly he’s doting on you like his life depends on it: holding and touching you as much as he can and adoring every inch of you. Not to mention his infatuation with receiving the same level of affection from you.

- That being said: he still likes to portray himself as an intimidating badass so the pda in your relationship is definitely a little varied. He almost always likes having some form of contact with you but it changes depending on your company: cycling through handholding, arms around your shoulders, tight grips on your thighs, and full on makeout sessions. When you first start hanging out, people wont be able to tell if you’re close friends, dating, just plain hooking up, being held hostage, or hiring him as your bodyguard.

- He particularly likes kissing your neck but he tends to just kiss everywhere he can reach. Wrists, hands, shoulders, face, head, neck: everywhere.

- Slow, soft, loving, and deep kisses: that’s a lot of adjectives but his kisses deserve and warrant them. The two of you get lost in them and he tends not to care who sees; hopefully you aren’t terribly embarrassed by your peers catching him tonguing you on the school benches since most of your kisses evolve into makeout sessions.

- He smacked that security guards ass, you're telling me he wouldn't pat yours on occasion as well?

- That being said, on a sweeter note, he also has a habit of brushing your hair behind your ear. You both keep extra hair ties on your wrists for each other; regardless of how common it is for either of you to use them or not.

- He typically chooses to be the big spoon when the two of you cuddle but more often than not, you just wind up in a tangle of limbs and hair. He’s a pretty big fan of cuddling so you’re found in bed together pretty often; usually with him using you as a teddy bear or doing other things....

- He likes being called “pretty boy” and I refuse to believe otherwise.

- Speaking of terms of endearment: he tends to call you girlie and “my girl”, as well as princess, angel and a menagerie of other pet names. Sometimes he uses them just to make you roll your eyes but he doesn’t necessarily use them sarcastically: he just makes his affectionate outbursts look like jokes.

- He likes to praise himself for you but he also just loves when you say nice things about him in general; though he takes your insults as compliments too so anything you say to him is generally appreciated regardless of it’s contents. Love language isn’t really the right way to describe it; since he partakes in pretty much every single type, but for lack of a better word, praise is a big part of his love language and it being used totally unprompted is perfectly normal for him.

“How did I get such an amazing girlfriend?”

- That being said: gift giving is also a pretty big part of his love language; even if he doesn’t always have the money to buy you an $800 dollar guitar. He proves that much to you when you first get together and he gets you a necklace with his initial on it; or something of the sort. He was a little shy about giving it to you since you were still getting used to each other but he was fully prepared to carve your name into his chest so he was kind of just hoping you loved him as much as he loved you.

- But money isn’t everything, especially when you frequent thrift stores! I’m not entirely sure if Patrick would have gone to them on his own but he’d definitely develop a fondness for them after being introduced to them by you.

- Your smile is his favorite sight to see and your laughter is like music to his ears: seeing you happy makes him happy; even when he wants to be annoyed with you. It’s part of the reason why he sort of just goes along with whatever you want to do and acts like a bit of a pushover. When he really likes a girl, his reputation and machismo goes out the window: he’s willing to look a little lame if it really means something to you; even if he puts up a bit of a fight in the beginning.

- He’ll pull out some random grand and extravagant gesture just to make you forgive him after a fight or cheer you up after a rough day, and he’ll deem any consequence that arises from it as worth it. If you asked him for a rock, he'd give you the moon and you’ll be well aware of that from the start of your relationship.

- Speaking of his unyielding devotion: it isn’t uncommon for him to act like your knight in shining armor whenever an unfortunate situation occurs. Got stuck babysitting? Guess he’s babysitting too. Car broke down? He’s driving four hours at midnight just to come and pick you up. Left your important assignment at home? He’ll cut class just to get it for you.

- Him cutting class is an unfortunate habit of his and more often than not, you’ll also be involved in it in one way or another: whether he’s cutting just to come and sit with you in your class, in order to walk you to your next one, or forcing you to actually cut with him.

- Patrick getting in trouble isn’t going to go away anytime soon but he does tone it down a bit for your sake. You can’t spend a whole lot of time with him when he’s in and out of detention and all it took for him to prioritize that over being a little shit was you canceling your plans, hanging out with someone else, or telling him sadly that you really wanted to see him. The thought of it became like 80% of his impulse control whether he wants to admit it or not.

- He genuinely gets frustrated when you don’t get to spend a lot of time with each other. He can spend days with you at a time and not get tired of it so when you have to keep cancelling plans or have your dates hijacked by friends of yours, you’ll find that he gets huffy over the fact that he can’t be alone with you. He’s not afraid to admit that he only came somewhere because he wanted to be with you or that he’s upset over the fact that you forgot you were supposed to go out with him and you find it kind of adorable.

- It’s probably part of the reason why he’s willing to drive cross country with you in order to go see some special event that’s taking place a couple states away; or whatever other day/road trips you’d be willing to go on. It’s like micro dosing on being married to you and having you all to himself and he secretly loves it to death.

- Random fun little dates. Going to the amusement park, the circus, bowling, laser tag, paint ball, paddle boats, etc. He loves just letting loose and having fun and though they might be slightly juvenile, you guys can put the juvenile in juvenile delinquent.

- Friendly competitions.

- Play wrestling. He doesn’t just let you win so I hope you’re somewhat dedicated to beating him; even if it is a losing fight. You might think you’re getting the upper hand on occasion but he almost always perseveres and wins; mainly because he was only momentarily letting you think you were getting the best of him. That being said: your dedication is probably due in part to the fact that wrestling with you gives him a bit of a hard-

- Beach dates. The place reminds him of home; his childhood home at least.

- Movie dates. He doesn’t even mind if you want raisinets! But he does somewhat force you to hold his hand the entire time, even if it’s a little impractical whenever you want to get some popcorn, so I guess that’s how you pay him back for it.

- Going to his favorite bars and clubs with him. If it isn’t your style than he isn’t going to force you into doing something that’s arguably not in your best interests, but he may try to “broaden your horizons” and he’s certainly always over the moon and all smiles when you decide to surprise him with your presence.

- Dancing along to music with each other.

- Going record/CD shopping. He has a surprising affinity for oldies and every now and again, he’ll play them on the radio or on vinyl and you’ll tease him about being an old soul while he gathers you into his arms. It probably started during the time he spent with his grandfather if we’re being realistic.

- Doing random couples crafts. I don’t even know why, I think it’s the tank top and the tied up hair combo we saw on him: it just makes me think of you guys like tie dying shirts in your backyard or doing pottery together, etc.

- He definitely gives you his shop(?) class projects and at a certain point, begins to tailor them towards your own personal tastes. He’ll sit down beside you and act like he’s semi-disgusted by his work while he inspects it with you, nonchalantly offering you it while ignoring how it perfectly matches your room décor and acting like he’d just throw it away if you didn’t want it.

- He definitely offers you sexual favors in exchange for you doing his school assignments or things of the sort. He also probably “taxes you” when he does favors for you: almost always asking for kisses; even though he’ll joke about “settling for them”.

- He definitely makes jokes about your sex life to random people while you sit at his side with your face in your hands; he gets amused by their flustered reactions. It’s usually things like wiggling his eyebrows and telling your friends that you “were with him all night” when they ask where you were or turning to you and asking if you “think he has the skills of a pornstar” when someone asks about the rumors that get spread around school about him. He makes a lot of sexual remarks and innuendos in general so it’s just sort of something you’ll have to get used to.

- Teasing and playfully bickering with each other.

- Stealing each others fries and shooting the paper off your straws at each other when you go to fast food joints.

- He has a slight oral fixation: almost always being caught with something in his mouth. Toothpicks, cigarettes, pens, you, gum, etc.

- He doesn't listen or adhere to any of that “astronomy bullshit” but he suddenly acts like he’s a true supporter and believer the minute it mentions true love or points to the two of you being soulmates or something of the sort.

- He has a shrine to you in his room; that’s the only way I can describe it. Photos of you, all of the gifts you’ve given him; no matter how small, that he cherishes, etc: it’s all there and on full display. It’s truly adorable.

- Patrick genuinely enjoys taking care of you: like not only does he consider it his job as your boyfriend but he genuinely loves the feeling of being needed. Catching you when you fall, urging you not to do something stupid, giving you little massages, fetching things for you, etc. He’s not easily deterred or grossed out and he’s also particularly hot when he’s playing babysitter/nurse so you don’t usually mind it.

- It might take him a little while to open up but he does enjoy telling you about himself and all of his secrets. He also likes to hear everything about you as well: what you’re thinking, your favorite childhood stories, your family life, your day to day drama, etc. He’s surprisingly good at lending you an ear and giving you advice/comforting words. You often find yourself having long and deep conversations.

- He’s honestly more invested in your life than you are. He’s very passionate about gossiping with you and finding out about all the drama in your friend groups and family. He acts like anyone who’s wronged you personally wronged him.

- Speaking of: he’s the kind of boyfriend who you send to talk to your friends/little siblings when they’re having a rough time and need to hear advice from someone who doesn’t particularly sugar coat things/care about hurting them. He’s very good at consoling your loved ones without fucking them: like, you never have to worry about his comforting pats on the back turning into groping.

- He also just talks to your friends in order to be better and do nice things for you. He’s an honorary member of girls night because he’s so chill and able to blend in without acting like a creep or like your boyfriend™.

- Speaking of friends: he has that one punk friend and I think if your parents or friends are really conservative, they’d be horrified to see that you’re both dating Patrick and subsequently friends with a kid that looks like every parents worst nightmare. He’s chill though: and he’s good at passing on messages or comforting you when you’re arguing with Patrick.

- Patrick finds it really hot when you get jealous over him. He likes the feeling of you being possessive over him and wanting everybody to know that you’re an item: probably because he wants to; and already has, announced over the loudspeaker that you’re his.

- Speaking of: Patrick is a pretty jealous person but not necessarily in the way that you’d probably expect. He doesn’t mind that people find you hot and trusts that you aren’t gonna cheat on him, but he still can’t help but dislike when people show obvious interest in you or encroach upon his time with you. Most of his jealousy arises from you showing favoritism to somebody else; even if it’s purely platonic. He knows that you’re just friends but playing second fiddle to somebody else just plain irks him.

- Considering his reputation, it’s pretty rare for anybody to mess with you. You get to turn off your brain for a while whenever you go out with him and just focus on enjoying yourself. That being said: he can turn from wild bad boy to protective father in an instant if he feels a situation calls for it.

- The two of you don’t argue a ton; at least not seriously. You’re more likely to bicker like an old married couple than you are to have a genuine fight. Although, when you do fight, he tends to remain as calm as he can or leave for a while so he can sort himself out; occasionally making a biting comment or trying to kiss you which only winds up making things considerably worse.

- Patrick is a man who begs and grovels and bothers you into working things out with him whenever you’re mad at him. He hates the silent treatment and borders between miserably keeping his distance and doing everything in his power to get you to talk to him; even telling people you’re sitting with to scram because you keep insisting you’re busy with them instead of speaking with him.

- If you’re the one in the wrong, he might also give you the silent treatment; or hold a bit of a grudge, but he’s typically pretty quick to forgive you; mainly because he misses you and wants to be together again. He definitely makes you laugh and promise between kisses that you’ve both forgiven each other and that something “like this” is never gonna happen again.

- The two of you joke around a lot when it comes to saying “I love you” but he does genuinely enjoy saying it and hearing you say it back to him. He’s kind of obsessed with it actually, and he sometimes smiles at you and says it so sincerely for no good reason at all that it genuinely makes you feel like crying; in the nicest way possible.

- Good luck getting rid of him because he’s genuinely kind of obsessed with you. He’s never really had such an honest and real connection with someone before and he’s kind of convinced that he’ll never have another one again so he’ll fight to the death to keep you by his side. So yeah, expect a ring on that finger in the future and a near perfect Aussie husband.

#patrick verona imagine #patrick verona headcanons #patrick verona imagines #patrick verona headcanon #10 things i hate about you #10 things i hate about you imagines #10 things i hate about you imagine #10 things i hate about you headcanon #10 things i hate about you headcanons #90s movie imagine #90s movie headcanons #90s movie imagines #90s movie headcanon

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makkir0ll · 23 days

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200 followers event prompts!!

(not taking requests for prompt 7 and 24 because i keep getting too many requests for that, there’s only so much a girl can write about jealousy and eyes)

“I like your stupid face. It’s so stupid. It’s so….I like it. Can I touch it?”

“I know this is horrible timing, but I think I’m in love with you”

“Can you move, my arm is falling asleep”

“you put your arms around me and I literally felt my knee’s buckle, this is so pathetic.”

“I genuinely don’t know why my brain just goes blank when I look at you I think I’m going a little crazy.”

“No. I’m not going to give you a bite because I know you’re not gonna like it. Then you’re going to ask me how the hell I like it, and I just don’t want to listen to that right now.”

“No way… you’re actually…jealous”

“Your face is literally vermillion”

“Are those…flashcards?” / “I’m practicing okay”

“Just sit there. I’m going to make you something to eat.”

“Lets go on a walk, and get some air”

“I can’t find the remote” “I’m actually going to kill you”

“yeah, yeah. you’re cute. just stop smiling at me like that”

“I crave your affection, but i crave your silence even more-“ / “shut up.”

“did you just slap my ass?” / “actually, i firmly grasped it” / “did you just quote spongebob?”

“i kind of…don’t want us to be a secret anymore”

“what was that..?” / “a kiss” / “well i know that knucklehead”

“i couldn’t kiss you all day! let me make up for it now hm?”

“i love you, i swear baby i do. but if you buy one more cushion i swear to god i’m moving out”

“when you love something, you want to protect it”

“damn, it’s like my mom likes you better than me”

“does it make you nervous when i stare?” / “yes! so stop staring” / “oh absolutely not”

“let’s dance in the rain” / “but…hypothermia” / “that’s a problem for future us”

“your eyes are really pretty up close”

“ssshhh stop fussing. i’m just braiding your hair”

“i swear to god if you steal the blankets again i’m putting my cold feet on you”

“you’re blind- you’re so blind! why the hell would i even do half the things i do for you for anyone else if i wasn’t head over heels for them?!”

“she looked at you funny..”

“what the hell is her problem?”/ “THATS WHAT I SAID”

“i’m not the best at this” /“you’ve stepped on my foot atleast ten times now. trust me i know”

“why are you looking at me like that? should i fix something?” / “No, god no, you look perfect”

“i’ve never seen you blush this much, i can’t look that good”

“you look the cutest like this” / “but i just woke up” / “i know what i said”

“what if i drown??” “i’m not going to let you”

“the lady over there just asked if we’re married” / “well, we did just kiss” “I know but don't you think it’s cool that we’ve finally been asked that?”

“you’re hot” / “Babe i know you’re like in love with me but now is not the time”

“Don’t pull away, not yet.”

"you've been tossing and turning for the past forty-five minutes, what's up?"

"if i see one more plushie occupy MY spot on the bed I'm kicking you out to sleep on the couch."

"you know you're the only one I want to be with."

"we shouldn't be doing this. not now, not here."

"Can I kiss you?"

"but nobody knows us here! can we please leave?"

"you're cute when you smile, you should do it more often."

"should i cook today?" / "i- i don't trust you with my kitchen babe."

"we should compare hands, you know...science" / "what?"

"i know it's obvious, but you still and always will give me butterflies."

"this is humiliating" / "there is nothing humiliating about needing help every once in a while, my love"

"Can you get that for me?" / "Can I what?" / "Can you please get that for me"

"Need my shoulders to see up there?" / "Piss off."

"I could lift you up off the floor while kissng you." / "Excu - what are you doing?! Put me down!"

#haikyuu scenarios #hq imagines #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!!#hq x reader #hq fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #hq fanfic #haikyuu

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eddiemunsons80sbaby · 1 year

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Nobody's Fool: Chapter 6

Pairing: EddieXReader

Summary: You have bartended for years after you were forced to drop out of college due to family circumstances. You have dated your fair share of musicians, had your heart broken by one particular one, and have learned they are not be trusted. You have sworn off of them for the rest of your life. Then, one night, a new band plays at the bar, and against your better judgement, you can't help noticing the lead singer and guitar player. Could he possibly be different from the ones who came before him?

Warnings: 18+ Only due to eventual smut and language. There is also a toxic family relationship with a narcissistic mother if that is triggering for you.

MasterList

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28

“Hey sweetheart, can I get another gin and tonic?”

You were passing by a table of rather drunk college boys, your least favorite patrons to serve because they were almost always self-entitled little pricks. As you did, the guy asking for another drink reached out and smacked your ass. You fought the urge to hit him in the face, knowing you wouldn't have a job anymore if you did. Instead, you leaned down close, watching as his eyes went wide in surprise and excitement, incorrectly assuming that he'd just paid you a compliment or some shit.

“Touch me again,” you whispered, “and I will break your fucking hand.”

“Damn, baby’s got fangs,” his buddy laughed.

“That’s not all I got,” you tossed over your shoulder as you walked away. “Test me and you’ll find out.”

You knew if Joe had seen that, he would be reprimanding you. He drew the line where it needed to be drawn but he always felt you needed to make the customers happy. You'd gotten a tongue lashing from him two weeks into your job when some guy pulled you on his lap and you'd dumped his drink over his head. However, you weren't about to let some douchebag frat boy think it was okay to get grabby just because mommy and daddy taught him he could have whatever he wanted. You weren't some shiny new Rolex sitting in the window of a jewelry store. If his parents wouldn’t teach him manners, then you damn well would. Besides, Joe loved you. He might be pissed if they complained but he'd forgive you.

You walked behind the bar, preparing the gin and tonic. You leaned down, grabbing a fresh glass and setting it on the bar. You poured in the gin, a few dashes of bitters and then grabbed the soda gun to add the tonic. You reached over for a lime wedge from the bucket you'd prepared earlier, squeezing it over the glass.

“Well, hello there beautiful.”

You paused, lime frozen in your hand at the sound of that voice. It had been three days since your night out under the stars and you had lulled herself into a false sense of security. You had let yourself believe it had been one amazing night, one amazing night that you would remember forever but it would only be a memory now. He would only be a memory, a ridiculously sexy memory that you may or may not have thought about when you were alone...multiple times. Now, here he was, standing in front of you, and your brain had completely ceased to function, neurons misfiring, unable to find any words.

He stood, leaning on the bar, in all of his ridiculous hotness. Seriously, it should be against the law to look that damn good. Where did this man get off walking around like that? He was wearing a Black Sabbath tee tonight, a guitar pick lying gently against his chest on a chain. His hair was untamed and wild looking, waves falling gently over his shoulders.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, lime still poised over the top of the glass but your hand still.

He smiled, “This is a bar, right? I came in for a drink with my friends.” He gestured over to one of the tables where a group of people sat drinking and laughing. “And, I may have been missing that pretty face.”

“It’s been three days since you saw me. You can’t have been missing it that much if you waited three days,” you snapped. You had been going for a casual, teasing tone but were aggravated at how upset you sounded about it. You did not want this man to know how much it bothered you that he hadn't sought you out right away. It shouldn't bother you. This wasn't what you were looking for.

“Well,” Eddie tilted his head forward, his hands pressing against the bar as he leaned toward you. Your eyes instantly drifted down, focused on those beautiful hands, long fingers clad in chunky, silver rings. “I had to give you enough time to miss me.”

You inhaled a sharp breath, reminding yourself that you needed to keep your cool, but damn, he made it really hard when the simple presence of him had your skin blazing, tiny licks of flame dancing over flesh, threatening to engulf you. You shook your head, forcing your eyes away from him, squeezed the rest of the lime into the glass, garnished it with a wedge and lifted it up, walking around the bar.

“You really think you’re so amazing that I missed you? It was a great night but it wasn't that great. I haven't been sitting at home pining for you. So sorry. Do you need me to grab my fruit knife from the bar and pop that giant head of yours? There’s a thin line between confidence and cockiness, you know,” you said, walking past him to deliver the drink, hearing him laughing behind you.

You set down the drink, turning and running straight into Eddie. He had followed right behind you to the table you were serving. You stumbled backward and he reached out, one hand coming to your waist and the other on your arm, steadying you. Your body immediately responded to his touch and your thighs pressed together automatically, trying to ease the incessant throbbing that had shot straight to your center. You looked up at him and he gave you a Cheshire Cat grin, that tongue of his running along his teeth.

“You know you missed me,” he said.

“You live in a land of fantasy and delusion,” you stated, annoyed at the tremble you could hear in your voice. “I did not miss you. I didn’t even think about you. The thought of you never crossed my mind.”

“Really?” he teased, his hands grabbing your waist and pulling you close until there was not an inch of space between you, your bodies molded together perfectly. You had to fight the moan that was threatening to burst from your lips. “Not even once?”

“No,” you insisted, your voice breathy and not at all what you intended. You wanted to kick your own ass. You needed to get your shit together. How dare your own body turn against you when you were trying to be strong. You were trying to have principles, damn it, trying to save that traitorous heart that was pounding in your chest from more heartache.

“Hmm, why don’t I believe you?” he mused, brushing a piece of your hair behind your ear and you trembled at this slight touch. “I feel like your body is telling me something different.”

“Jesus, my body is telling you to go away,” you huffed, pulling away from him, even as every ounce of you felt disappointed at the loss of contact. “In case you haven’t noticed, I am at work. I have customers waiting.”

You strode purposely to the bar and away from him. Shit, you had to put some distance between them. He was breaking you down. This was way too intense, way too quickly. You could feel all of your resolve crumbling into pieces with each touch, each look, each word.

“Ohh…” Joey said, wiggling his eyebrows at you. “It’s your stargazing guy.”

You deeply regretted telling him anything about that night. He had not let you live it down since you did. He whined about how you took off, without hesitation, with some guy you had just met but wouldn’t give him one date after knowing each other for two years. You didn’t have the heart to tell him that he just wasn’t your type. He should be. You might have better luck if you were into guys like Joey, but you just weren't.

“Did he come just to see you?” he asked.

“No, he didn’t come to see me. He’s here with his friends,” you told him, gesturing to where he sat at a table with three other guys and two girls.

“And of all the bars in town that he could have gone to, he just happened to choose this one?” Joey teased, tilting his head, lips pursed in amusement. “I feel like that’s not a coincidence.”

You sighed, “Maybe they just liked this bar when they played here the other night.”

“I’m thinking he liked the service at the bar,” Joey laughed.

“God, can you stop?” you groaned. “He's just having some drinks and I'm working. Look, can you just go serve their table?”

“Nope,” he shook his head. “They didn’t come here for me and we both know it.”

“They’re customers!” you argued, needing to not have to go to that table. Each encounter was chiseling away at you, making you question why you made that promise to yourself in the first place. But you knew why. You would not be able to stick to your promise if you kept coming face to face with that man. “You are a bartender so go bartend!”

“You go bartend,” he laughed. “I’m not saving you. I don’t know why you’re avoiding him anyway. The way you made it sound, you had a really good time with him so just go with it. What’s the worst that could happen?”

The worst that could happen is you could fall hopelessly in love with him and then he would have the power to destroy you. That beautiful man over there had the ability to make you completely helpless and you knew it. He was dangerous. He terrified you and thrilled you at the same time.

“Can we get some drinks over here?” Eddie called, staring right at you with a smile.

“Your metalhead beckons,” Joey taunted, heading in the opposite direction.

“Goddamn it,” you muttered, abandoned. No choice but to serve the customers. You inhaled deeply, bracing yourself before walking to their table. You plastered a grin on your face, your teeth gritted tightly. “What can I get you?”

“Hi!” one of the girls said, way more excited to see you than she should be considering she had no idea who you were. “I’m Robin. You must be the girl this guy can’t stop talking about.”

“Damn, Robin,” Eddie muttered, his fingers coming to his forehead. “What happened to playing it cool?”

“Sorry,” she said, shrugging. “I sometimes struggle with social cues. It’s a thing. I’m aware of it but I just can’t seem to stop putting my foot in my mouth. We’re supposed to be cool so you don’t know how much he likes you. Personally, I think that’s stupid because why shouldn’t you know? He had such an amazing time with you. He's hasn't stopped talking about it since that night, well morning. That date sounded so romantic, like something out of the movies!”

You stood there, stunned, the girl’s words coming faster than you could absorb them. You knew you could be a bit much sometimes but you had nothing on this girl. She was like a little tornado of chaotic energy and rambling. Robin looked over at Eddie who just shook his head and raised his hands toward you like he was surrendering.

“So…that was awkward,” one of the guys said. “Sorry. Please don’t judge us all on Robin’s outburst. It’s nice to meet you. I am Steve.”

“Hi Steve,” you said cautiously.

“Nancy,” the other girl said, waving with a small smile.

“Gareth,” one of the guys said and you recognized him as part of the band as the other guy from the band introduced himself as Jeff.

“Hi…nice to meet you all,” you responded, wondering why they were all introducing themselves when you were just trying to get their drink orders. It wasn't like you were all hanging out. “So, do you guys know what you want to drink?”

Nancy sighed, “I think we overwhelmed her. See Robin, I told you to calm down. Now she's all weirded out by us.”

“No, I’m good. I can assure you, I am completely underwhelmed. I am just trying to do my job which is getting you drinks.”

They all gave you their order and you headed back to the bar to prepare them, lost in a haze of confusion, trying to figure out what in the hell was happening right now. It was like he wanted you to meet his friends, but why? As you were getting out glasses, Eddie suddenly appeared on the side of you, scaring the shit out of you, and you let out a small shriek, jumping and spraying him with the soda gun.

“Oh shit,” he said, looking down at his wet shirt, tonic water dripping down his face.

“Damn it, I’m sorry,” you groaned, grabbing a towel. You walked around the bar, instinctually pressing it against his chest to soak up the water on his shirt. You moved up, gently wiping down his face and as you eyes met his, so intently staring into your own with amusement, your breath caught. Jesus, why did your body forget how to do something so basic in his presence? You quickly looked away, “I’m so sorry about that. You startled me.”

“It’s okay,” he assured you, running his hands down his shirt. “It’s just some water with bubbles. No harm done.”

“I’ll, uh, I’ll have your drinks over there in just a minute,” you mumbled.

“Look, Robin already screwed up any chance I had at playing it cool,” he said, a small smile curling his lips. “I had this whole plan. It was a good plan but that went to shit. I didn't want you to see me as too eager. But you know what, what the hell? I had a great time with you the other night and I would really like date number three.”

You looked into his soft, brown eyes and you were sure you were a puddle on the floor right now. Joey would have to mop you up with the rest of the spills after work. This guy was going to be so much trouble for you, but if you could just try to keep your heart in check, you could have fun with him. And god, you wanted to have fun with him.

“I thought I told you it was only one day so it only counted as one date,” you countered, finding your bearings and returning his smile.

“Ahh, but it was two separate locations. It was a nighttime date and a morning date so I say that counts as two. I mean, the third date is kind of a big deal. It's the one where you pretty much decide if I'm worth your time or not.”

“Oh yeah?” you asked. “Well, if it’s such a big deal then what is your plan for the date?”

“Well, are you off tomorrow?”

“I am.”

“There’s a carnival,” he said, his fingers dancing along the bar and if you didn't know any better, you'd think he was nervous but that couldn't be. Guys like him didn't get nervous. They always got what they wanted so what did they have to be nervous about? “I thought that might be a fun time. I mean, who can say no to cotton candy, deep fried food, ferris wheels, and rigged games?”

“Not me,” you laughed. “I love that shit.”

“Perfect. Then how about I pick you up around six?”

“I suppose I can agree to that,” you replied with a small nod.

“Great,” Eddie nodded. “And sorry about my friends. I know they're a lot. They just really wanted to see this girl that I had such an amazing night with and, honestly, so did I.”

You pressed your lips together to stilt the huge smile that wanted to be let loose at this words, "It's fine. Your friends are sweet. Maybe a little nuts but sweet.”

“That describes them pretty well," Eddie agreed.

“Oh, hey, I have your jacket still,” you remembered, hooking your thumb toward the side of the bar. “I can go grab it from the backroom for you real quick.”

“Nah, you hold onto it. It might get chilly at the carnival tomorrow night and you might need it. Besides, my jacket looks pretty damn good on you,” he said with a wink that threatened to send you straight to the floor.

You watched as he walked back to his table of friends. The girls immediately leaned in and then you saw him saying something. They grinned and glanced over your way. Robin waved at you and you waved back, smiling in spite of yourself. Nancy rolled her eyes, grabbing Robin's hand and yanking it down, muttering something to the girl. Eddie glanced over, grinning widely. That boy might prove to be trouble, and you might be making a huge mistake, but you had to admit, you were really looking forward to tomorrow.

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astronomodome · 11 months

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Objective Scientific Inquiry, And Other Things That Are Not Denial

Part 1/?

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Things I know:

There are 24 hours in a day, 7 days in a week, and 52 weeks in a year. Humanity has used the patterns of the sun and moon in the sky to determine this.

Every day is followed by a night, which is followed by a day again. The lengths of the days may vary depending on the time of year, but this is always true.

Today, it is 22 December, 2021. It is winter. This means that the days are shorter and the nights are longer.

As of my writing this, the night of 22 December, 2021 has lasted for approximately 42 hours and 19 minutes. This is to be expected, since in winter, the days are shorter and the nights are longer.

I am not an astronomer. I am a scientist, though, so I know these things are true.

It is a beautiful night. The stars are twinkling in the sky, the wind is blowing gently, and the sea outside the laboratory is sloshing pleasantly against the cliffside.

Is what Zedaph would say, if any of that was actually happening.

In truth, the night is long and red and terrible. Everything is all wrong- the sea was roiling and tossing and throwing itself around angrily, the wind is whipped up into a frenzy, and the stars- oh, the stars- they are blotted out by dust and smoke and-

But everything inside the lab is safe and clean and sterile white as always. Inside, there is quiet and peace, as usual. And so, as the night goes on, Zedaph sits in his most comfortable chair and takes inventory. His experiments are important enough to catalogue, but he’s spent the whole season so far doing that, so right now, he catalogues his thoughts. And he sits. And he waits. And every so often he remembers that this chair is one of those ones where you can spin around in it, so he spins around until his brain isn’t tired anymore, and then he continues to wait.

You see, Zedaph is a scientist. And one thing Zedaph knows about scientists is that they can be very calm when an experiment is in progress. Everything is going according to plan and will be over soon, and then he will be able to step outwards and put the night in a fancy objective frame and say, here is what happened. This is why that happened and that is why this happened. And here is what we have learned.

Scientists think this way because they are smart and learn to separate themselves from the experiment so as not to add unnecessary variables. Scientists have clean workspaces and bright white labcoats and testing chambers. Scientists know what is real and what is not. Scientists sit in spinny chairs and brood to themselves. Scientists know outside influence is a risk. Scientists don’t think about the moon.

Zedaph is a scientist. And so he spins around in his chair again, and his thoughts fly out in all directions away from him, like a great big explosion. And he thinks about patterns and the sun and the stars and he does not think about the moon.

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#astro writes #hermitcraft #zedaph #moon big #<- idk #tw. uh. misconceptions about science and scientists #if this is received well i'll post/write the rest of this and also make an ao3 for funsies #surprise fanfic jumpscare

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jpeg-dot-jpeg · 7 hours

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jpeg my beloved i am here with questions for the ask game!!! and also with love and hugs and some flowers for you xoxo 🌻🌹🌷🪻🫂💕🫂🪻🌷🌹🌻

6, 7, 11, 17, 24, 27, 29 or any variation between, please!

Guess who forgot this was sitting in my drafts!

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

Tim's Tiny Cock by WeirdAlterEgo is perhaps the funniest, most feel good fic/series I've ever read in my life and it brings me pure delight every time I read it. Can not recommend it enough. It's goofy, it's heartwarming, it's sweet, it's HILARIOUS. Everyone should read this right now and bookmark it for later.

7. How many ideas for fics do you have right now?

Okay so excluding all wips that have already been started, I've got 70 ideas bulleted in my notes app plus half a dozen odd ideas bouncing around in my brain at any given time. The ones in my brain I kind of just keep around for daydream material.

11. Do you have specific playlists for writing fics?

Not really, no. Sometimes, I'll pick a song on youtube then just let an automatic mix run, but music isn't a regular part of my writing process.

17. What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic?

The extent to which I studied the process of how the human body produces blood for To Bite or Not to Bite so that my silly vampire lore would make sense from an evolutionary standpoint....

27. Is there a fic you were nervous to post/share? Why?

I was a bit nervous to post Cool Down because at the time of writing it, I had basically no experience with recreational drug use and was afraid it would be really obvious to anyone who did have experience. Fortunately, if anyone has found that fic unrealistic, they haven't bothered to say so, and there have been so many lovely comments that make me less nervous to write similar works in the future <3

29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.)

I wrote 3k words of this porn-with-feelings work before tossing it in the scrap pile, but after skimming through it to find this snippet, maybe I'll fuck around around post it 👀

This language only the two of them speak is gift and affirmation and time and touch and service all at once. There just aren’t enough words in any of the dialects either of them know to properly convey how intertwined they are now. And maybe their houses are built too close together to avoid both of them burning down if one catches fire. Maybe if someone cuts down Tim’s tree, Jason’s will fall too. Maybe they’re messy and reckless and insane. But don’t fucked up people deserve love too? Aren’t mosaics made out of shattered glass?

#bean my beloved!!#darling i'm so sorry brain go brrrrrrr for the last month #being an adult is hard #i dont have demtal insrance :(#ask answered #JayTim #fic rec

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hoedorokishoto · 2 years

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Random HC's for what some of the KNB Boys wear to bed 💤💕

I would like to preface this by saying these are all headcanon's that popped into my brain intermittently over the course of the day, so enjoy... yes KNB is on my mind 24/7

Shintaro Midorima

So hear me out, I have no evidence to back it up but I 100% believe it in my soul to be true.

This man sleeps 100% naked, always. Excluding basketball and school trips of course.

It all started in Middle School when he kept yawning at practice on day and Aomine caught on and said something along the lines of being too restricted while sleeping. If he just let it all hang loose he would sleep way better "take it from me Midorima"

Because side note, Daiki gets home and strips, regardless of who is there.

After calling Aomine a neanderthal and everything else he could think of under the sun he left and put his lack of sleep down to school stress. Sure to pass after exams.

That was until exams did finish and he was tossing and turning still. His sleep restless. His long limbs flailing around the bed as he moved and tried to get comfortable.

Seeing no end in sight he huffed and did the last thing he ever thought he would do, stripped down to nothing. Getting naked as the day he was born before getting back in bed and laying down.

Sleep finding him surprisingly quick, his eyes shutting as soon as his head hit the pillow.

He hasn't worn clothes to sleep ever since.

I also think that one day his mother came into his room to wake him and got the fright of her life. Both the Midorima's in shock and silence. Without another word she turned around and left. Didn't say a single thing about it and for weeks after whenever they passed each other would just communicate in one word sentences like "Shin" to which he would respond "Mother" and not another word is said.

Daiki Aomine

So to continue with this menace of a man, as previously stated he also sleeps naked.

But isn't even going to try and hide it.

As soon as he gets home he takes off his shoes and clothes and just wears underwear around the house, plopping down on the couch to watch whatever basketball game happened to be on at the time.

He goes straight from the bath or shower into his bedroom and has the towel slung over his shoulder keeping water from dripping down his body.

His parents thought it was cute when he was young and then when he got older tried to get to to at least wear a robe or something but to no avail.

His argument being "I don't know how you can have a problem with it. You made me."

Eventually they just gave up and turned a blind eye. They are now so numb to it that they just have dinner with a half naked Daiki at one end of the table.

Atsushi Murasakibara

110% has different coloured onsies.

Another head canon that has no evidence to back it up but I will go down fighting about it.

Mind you they are custom made, his family getting him one every big holiday and at the start of every school term. Just because he grows so much and has hulked out of so many.

He isn't ashamed either. If the Yosen boys are having a movie night, catch him there in a onsie with a tail. He needs to be comfy while eating snacks and the boys never say anything because really who are they to judge.

Once accidentally washed one with Tatsuya's pristine white sleep shirts and made them all turn various shades of red and pink.

His team mate not being very impressed as they were bulk ordered from some place in America and i quote "were like sleeping on a cloud."

The titan did feel bad and offered him something to sleep in, the raven haired boy being all but swallowed alive in a black and white panda onsie. Some of the fabric dragging along the ground like a train.

Seijuro Akashi

When I close my eyes I can picture Seijuro waking up in a penthouse apartment.

Slipping out of bed and walking over to the open windows, looking out over the city as his butler brings him his coffee.

He slips his hand into the pocket of his long, silk sleep pants and watches the hustle and bustle of the city below.

He prefers the long pants and no shirt in the warmer months and long pants and a t-shirt in a matching colour in the colder months.

I don't have much to say except just clothes your eyes and picture him like I just mentioned... one word. Magnificent. *chef's kiss*

#knb headcanons #knb hcs #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basuke #akashi seijuro #shintaro midorima #daiki aomine #atsushi murasakibara #generation of miracles #knb

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tomriddleslove · 1 month

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Hey coming as anon because I wanted to participate and not show my mutuals how delusional i am lol .

I am 5'5 female with brown eyes and black hair . I am an ambivert and ig quite brutally honest (per say my friends) tho i curse 24/7 . I am academically very good and I love to go on arcade and go bowling or trampoline. Also I love to party , not like actual clubs bcoz I'm not the legal age but just the vibe y'know . I'm pretty skinny and have medium hair . I love to bully my friends lol and i curse alot . Also I loveeee to dress up . I also love to slap and punch around my friends jokingly and I'm veryyyy sarcastic .

Tysmmm and I'm so sorry for this being long .

- 💗 anon

This one had me pondering a bit, I was in a toss up between three people but came to my conclusion at the end 😻🙏🏼

Pairing: Blaise Zabini

People forget Blaise Zabini is Canonically a snooty person who views himself as above everyone else.

That being said, I think he would adore someone who wasn’t afraid to say what they thought and knew their worth.

Like Blaise himself, he would not want an overtly extroverted partner, but he would want someone who can hang out with his friends and go to a party every once in a while.

Beauty and Brains are the winning combo for him. He loves a smart girl, he thinks it’s the hottest thing in the world. I think it’s probably what first got him to notice you, when Theodore was complaining about you turning down an invite to his halloween party because you needed to revise. You later compromised to come halfway through - work hard and play harder.

You’re witty with your remarks and your favourite hobby to do together is to people watch and comment on everyone as they walk past. Never overtly rude, your friends bear the worst of the brunt. It’s all in good faith though, you’d do anything for your friends (but they’re hillarious to make fun of with blaise.)

He loves a girl who likes her gifts and expensive things. For Blaise, it’s his way of demonstrating his ‘influence’ . He’s not overtly aggressive like Mattheo, nor does he flaunt like mattheo. It’s effortless for him, dropping thousands on gifts for you for no particular reason.

ACTS OF SERVICE. SO BLAISE CODED.

Massaging your shoulder when you’re tired. Carrying your stuff for you when you’re going out. When he says princess treatment, he means it. That being said, he also respects the fact that sometimes you don’t want that. Sometimes he knows all you want to do is grab a fat bag of strawberry laces and rot in bed all day with him. And if that’s what you want, that’s what he’ll do. He knows you better than you know yourself, so attuned to who you are he knows you’re sick days before you do. He has your timetable memorised, picking you up from every class.

When the other hear you two talk they think you must hate eachother, always making snarky sarcastic remarks at one another. Really, you two love one another so much it’s almost sickening, but that’s just how the two of you are.

Blaise isn’t one for outwardly showing his emotions. He’s known as the calm one, the one who is alway poised and collected. He’s reluctant to show them to you, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t need comforting from time to time.

On those days, you’ll find a slightly quieter part of the common room to sit in. You’ll rest your head on his shoulder, and hold his hand. You’d soothingly rub circles on the back of his hand with your thumb, letting him know you’re there.

That’s all he could ever ask for, and it means more than words could express.

He always makes sure to go all out for your anniversary. You immediately got the Mrs Zabini seal of approval when you first met her, and for a woman who do infamously cycled through husbands like seasons of the year, she knew you were the one for her son.

This meant so much to Blaise, who loved his mum dearly. He literally has your wedding planned out.

I love Blaise so much I could write for days but yeah .

#slytherin #slytherin boys #tom riddle #harry potter #draco malfoy #lorenzo berkshire #slytherin boys fic #theodore nott #blaise zabini #pansy parkinson

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hello grey! congrats on your new 1000 followers! 🥳 i’m so happy and I really want to join your event! I will be picking no. 80 “waking them up” and no. 85 “late 3 am conversation” ^__^

I hope your event would be successful grey! me, kouki, saika and satoru are so proud of you for reaching 1000 followers! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა let’s reach more in the future!

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Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru X Reader

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Request 80 & 85: [ List is here ]

waking them up & late 3 am conversations

Notes & Warning hurt/comfort, fluff , Word Count: 1.9k

"Hi! Thank you so much for joining! And I love your choice combination, it has been so fun to write about it. Yeyy!" —Grey,

Shattered Perfection

Satoru has nights when his body is begging to sleep but his mind refuses to cooperate. One of the backlashes having a 24/7 voluntary ocular jujutsu governing the process of his brain.

Tonight is one of those, it's already dawn to be exact and he lays awake, eyes opened to the darkness of his sleeping mask. Satoru is torn between leaving the comforts of his soft pillow and go for a run or waking you up to tell him anything interesting until he doze off.

A toss to his left... Pulling the blanket off, he tosses to his right.

He tried counting the adorable ugly stuff toy Principal Yaga has made and counted the times he beat Megumi's ass in the training. Nothing seems to work.

So with great hesitance that doesn't fit the whimsical Gojo Satoru, he reaches for the hem of your pajama sleeve and tugs on it.

"Mochi..."

Tug, tug

You didn't move an inch from your side of the bed. Satoru retracted his fingers, feeling foolish for disturbing your sleep just because he can't sleep. He's not a fucking six-year-old who needs tucking to bed. But if only you would cuddle and scratch his head...

Scratching the back of his head, he blew out a frustrated breath. Maybe he should go for a run.

"Mochi..." Satoru turned to his side to face your sleeping face. He pulls off his sleeping mask, squinting from the darkness of the room but his perfect vision unveils your sleeping face clear as day to his eyes.

He winces upon seeing the forming dark bags under your eyes. Those are from staying up late for weeks straight to wait on him. These days, Satoru's work piled up, he comes home around late at night or midnight. He feels really happy whenever you come to the genkan, rubbing your eyes and hugging him as a welcome home from the exhausting day, yet at the same time, his heart twinge in guilt for having you stay awake just because of him.

"I can't sleep," he murmured quietly while staring into your face, his hand searches for yours and wrap his callous palm over your dainty ones. "Nobara told me she doesn't understand why someone like you would fall in love with me."

His feisty student has always questioned that for some time now and he never really minded it until now.

The sense of cold and foreboding sentimentality that 3 am brings opens the vault of thoughts that Satoru pushes beside. The urge to talk with you is unbearable, even if he needs to settle talking to your sleeping self, that's okay... He just really needs to tell someone the thoughts that keeps making him mushy and restless.

"You know, I also don't know the answer. Sure I'm handsome," he chuckled sadly. Felt hopeless to talk to a sleeping lady but he'd rather stay right here than go out. "But there are men more handsome than me. Smart... I'm very smart too but that is my knowledge of the Jujutsu. But hey, at least I know all kinds of poison, I'm smart in Science and Physics. You know I suck at Algebra. Then maybe my personality? You always say that my humor always makes you confused about whether to smother me or punch me. But Mochi... I know I have a bad personality that drives everyone crazy. I guess that's part of my charms huh?"

The pad of his thumb brushes your knuckles, and your soft, cold hands contrast with his rough, warm ones. It's when he's all by himself with no work to distract him that these ideas catch up and weigh him down.

"But, I don't really know what made you choose me." Satoru is aware that loving him has larger cons than the pros. He'd never be that superman who can come rushing when you're about to be hit by a truck, he's not the kind of man who can ditch his work because your cramps are unbearable and you need him to stay with you. He's the walking red flag that will bait a sniper to hold the crossfire in your head just for being with him.

There's an infinity between you and him, and he's desperate every time he realizes that one day it will dawn on you that being with him is not worth it... Being with Gojo Satoru is not worth it.

"Mochi, what if I'm not Gojo Satoru... What if I was just a normal man, working in a world where I don't know a single thing about all of these curses and jujutsu..." Do you think it could still be us? Do you think you will fall in love with the other man who has the Six Eyes?

Are you the strongest because you're Gojo Satoru? Or are you Gojo Satoru because you're the strongest? Suguru once asked him, the question that keeps haunting him until now.

What defines Gojo Satoru? What defines the strongest? What defines him, apart from those two things?

"Don't say that," you whispered in a hoarse voice, staring at him with pained eyes, lips quivering as you hold his hand.

You've been listening since the beginning, the moment he tugged your sleeve you were awake. But cannot bring yourself to interrupt Satoru pouring his honesty in midst of the dark and silence. Every softly spoken word broke your heart, and every suck of his heavy breath tore you to pieces as you listen to the thoughts he would never speak of under the bright sun.

You stared into his tired eyes. Brushing his eyelid and cupping his face.

"I love you for being the outspoken man who never backs down from your words. I love you for your confidence that makes me feel, 'I could trust this man with my life.' I love you for being that guy who would sneak a bite from my snack because you simply want to annoy me because you need attention, you overgrown cat. For being the teacher who listens to his students." You move close to him and brought your lips to his forehead.

Satoru's forehead creased, feeling your warmth. Listening to your voice as you speak between the sadness lacing your words. He found himself curling to a fetal position, desperately trying to make himself fit in your petite built.

Tell me... His heart raced against its cage.

"I love you for being strong Satoru. Your confidence, your whims, your childishness, your pretty, and your mess. Every scratches, perfection, and flaws you have, even if it hurts us. Can you understand? That I love you because you are you. So please don't ask or even say such things, Baby. I didn't just love you for being Gojo Satoru or being the strongest sorcerer, the man with Six Eyes. Those are all pieces of being 'you'. And I have loved every piece of your shattered perfection because those are shards that make who you are."

His shattered perfection. Satoru's eyes closed tightly, inhaling your scent, and gripped your hand tightly into his bringing it over his drumming chest where his heart pounds loudly. Can you hear it? He's admitting defeated, no one has ever seen what's beyond him or bothered to tell him. He doesn't need pity or exterior validation or endless praises, but he just needs to know that someone sees him.

That beyond the strongest, lies a shattered perfection. A man who has lost, grieved and been brought down to his knees. Beyond his infinity, lies a part of Satoru, human, full of scars and broken pieces.

"If... What if I wasn't a sorcerer. Do you think you'll love the 'normal' me?" He whispered.

You pulled him in your hold.

"I don't know. Our decisions land us where we are now. If I didn't think of buying that strawberry shortcake we wouldn't have met, or maybe we would've met at another time. Who knows. Life is a mystery." You inhaled a deep breath and stared at the black-out curtain.

"I can never give you a normal life." Painfully he admitted. "When you get tired of everything going around us, I can't withdraw back in split second. I may not be able to."

"And I don't need you to. I know who you are." You stared into his beautiful eyes. "I would never ask for what you cannot give me."

You push your fingers into the back of his head into the thickness of his white locks, gently scraping your nail against his stiff nape feeling him groan and loosen up. Your other thumb draws circles on his shoulders traveling to the spine of his back. You lightly chuckled hearing small purrs of satisfaction from Satoru.

"There's no such thing as 'normal life' Satoru. You could have the Six Eyes and be a good-for-nothing asshole who only eats, sleep, and again. Or be just like you are now, the Gojo-sensei your students bash around but still trust for being a man they can rely on. All your decisions lead to where you are right now. I cannot see a 'normal Satoru' that you keep talking about."

3 am must be the trigger, for the unspoken words to unfold so gently and soft in the confines of this four corner bedroom. Gently you stroke his head, watching his eyelids starting to get heavier. You pulled the blanket up to his waist and rested your cheek against his head.

"I do not know those 'Satoru' you're talking about, I only know you. There's a big difference to that. So don't... Stop comparing yourself to a man who doesn't exist. You're more than enough." Kissing the bridge of his nose, you nuzzle his cheek and smiled into his half-lidded eyes.

Satoru's heart basks in the tenderness you provide his weary being. His arms found the spaces of your hips, resting there while his ears press against your chest, listening to your heart.

It's crazy how he thinks love is the most twisted curse, yet here he is in wonder as he listens how your heart beats so loudly for him and how his heart is yours. To think how a single word from you could break him apart and yet he's willing to entrust every piece of him to you without hesitance.

"I love you too, more than you could imagine Mochi," Satoru snuggled into you, burying his head in the crook of your neck. "I love you more than my snacks and glasses," his slurred, low voice and hot breathing kiss your neck as he slowly starts to fall into sleep in the comfort of your arms.

"I feel touched," you resist the urge of pinching his nose. Slipping into the cold 3 am spooning each other you can't help but look forward to future like this.

Yeah, there's so much more to talk about, words that stay hidden in the sunny days spill silently in the comfort of cold darkness and gentle whispers.

—GreyCaelum

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