#and at that point her brother was here and he kept kinda making fun of her a little for how bad she was racing u know in that sibling way

[amnesique]

Friends to lovers with Conrad? Angst and then fluff at the end?

can't fight this feeling — conrad fisher

"get ready to swallow the dust from behind me!" steven yelled at you, taking off before the start, cheating, just so he could follow through on his threat.

you exchanged glances first with conrad, and then with jeremiah, pointing towards steven, disappointed. "did he really just say that?" you asked the brothers, raising an eyebrow, but before they could answer you, you took off after steven, running as fast as you could while calling after him —words not exactly beautiful—, while also making conrad laugh.

he was used to your competitive behavior.

he was used to your mere presence in his group, which used to consist of just him, his younger brother, jeremiah, and their family friend and so-called other brother, steven.

that was until you showed up.

everything changed that one evening in the summer, when the boys were on one of their usual walks in the amusement park by the seaside, and steven happened to bump into you and leave a little more of the ice cream from his hand on your shirt. as a welcome-to-cousins-beach gift, he said.

you impressed the fisher brothers by buying an ice cream only to spread it all over steven's face in front of everyone, even in front of a girl who had caught his eye at the time, just to get revenge on him. so they somehow kept inviting you with them until even steven got used to your presence.

now you were at a party thrown by nicole, and watching everyone having fun, nicole and conrad talking caught your attention. you rarely saw him smile that summer, and now when you did, you saw him smile at something nicole had said. you couldn't help but feel at least a little betrayed.

yes, it's true that in your group all of you were always just friends. the guys knew that if they were going to have a crush on you, it would ruin the group dynamic, so they shut down any feelings of this kind. but you didn't.

you didn't say anything to anyone, but since about last summer when puberty hit you and conrad —he started getting muscles and abs while you started fantasizing about him—, you saw conrad as more than a friend. and seeing him with any girl other than you bothered you.

without thinking, you walked over to where they were sitting and sat down on the couch next to conrad. "sorry to bother you guys," you said with a fake smile, thankful that he wasn't looking at her now, but at you.

"something wrong?" he asked you, getting slightly worried.

"could you drive me home?"

he exchanged glances with nicole, obviously not wanting to say no, but he also felt bad to leave her alone, and nicole noticed that. "it's fine. you should drive her home."

he nodded and you smiled at nicole.

normally you didn't have a problem with her, you even thought she was kinda sweet, you just didn't want to see her around him. it was normal to think like that if he was your crush, right?

no one said anything on the way to your house. but when you arrived in front of your yard and when you wanted to get out of the car, he locked it from inside to stop you from doing so.

"what the hell, conrad?" you turned to him getting mad, your hand continuing to pull the car door opener in vain.

"what was that?" he asked you, barely audible, looking at you like you were the most beautiful enigma.

you rolled your eyes and tried the car opener one last time, just so you could avoid being alone with him in a small space, with his full attention on you as much as possible.

"talk to me," he said sweetly, reaching over the car's gear box to pull your hand off the opener, and your mind had memorized his gentle touch on your skin. pulling his hand away, conrad said, in a slightly more serious tone, "if you refuse to talk to me, then we'll both sleep in here as long as it takes for you to be honest."

"the sky really looks beautiful tonight,” you purposefully looked at the sky through your car's front mirror.

conrad said your name in a very serious tone, raising his voice a bit, and you felt yourself becoming one with the chair you were sitting on.

“i really don't want to talk about it,” you whispered.

the boy raised his eyebrow, looking at you, and you noticed his eyes in the moonlight, looking back at him, as tears formed in the corner of your eyes. "is something bad? should i be worried?"

you smiled weakly at him, and he then noticed your eyes watering, and he took a deep breath, weighing what he should do next.

"i'm the one who worries that if i talk, it will become too real and i won't be able to back down." your voice was a little hoarse.

"you're scaring me," conrad said, and you realized that you really were making the situation sound somehow dangerous, when it wasn't. it was serious, and it was a problem for you to lose the boys, but you weren't in any kind of danger. at least not physically.

you in turn took a deep breath, building up your courage, but looked down at your nails as you spoke, avoiding his gaze. "i like you." he didn't say anything. no sound from him. you looked up at him, "i like you, and i'm scared of the possibility of losing you three if it's not mutual or if the boys find out and get mad at me."

conrad was looking at you with no thought behind his eyes, at least not one that you could read.

he cleared his throat. "why would they get mad at you?"

was that all he understood from what you told him?

you looked down again, picking your nose as you frantically ran your hands through your hair, trying to tuck it behind your ears. "forget it. just open the door, please."

you looked towards your house, analyzing several things at once, only to not notice how the tears started to fall down your face.

"open the door, conrad," you said again, pulling on the opener, groaning when you noticed it still wouldn't open.

"wait," conrad whispered, trying to talk to you, but you kept trying, over and over, so he reached out to you again, to grab your hands and lower them to your side, while with his other hand he turned your head towards him, and his heart broke when he noticed you were crying. because of him. "you didn't understand me," he added, wiping the tears from your cheek with his thumb.

"i have no way of understanding you, conrad, if you don't talk to me. you only said a few words to me, even though i told you what i just told you." you let the words slide slowly across your lips, drawing his attention to them. "you gave me no reaction."

and he had continued to do so.

you suddenly pulled away from his touch, forcing him to stay with his hands in the air, and wiped away your tears alone, picking your nose again. "they won't get to get mad at me because they won't find out. because what i just told you doesn't change the fact that i will keep my word," you said confidently, too quickly for him to follow. "i won't be together with any of you."

"i like you too," conrad said and your heart sank.

"you what?"

conrad took a deep breath, fixing his gaze on you. "i like you too. and i was stupid not to tell you that from the first, but i was lost when you told me that you liked me. it just seemed unreal." he was talking fast, almost as fast as you were talking a few seconds ago, and he let a smile appear on his lips when he said the last word.

"you do?" you asked him in a whisper, and you looked at him with wide eyes.

hadn't all your fantasies of the last year been one-sided?

he nodded, and you didn't know how to feel.

"i liked you from the first moment i met you and i saw you spread ice cream all over steven's face" he said and chuckled weakly, making you chuckle too. "i like you and i won't let anything stop me from kissing you right now. because god knows how long i've been waiting for this moment," he added and he smiled at you, but you were lost in his words.

"what about the promise we made with steven and jeremiah?" you asked, slightly shyly, with slightly flushed cheeks.

he shrugged. "steven and jeremiah never liked you that way anyway, they just had good eyes to find you attractive."

"you find me attractive?" the redness in your cheeks intensified.

he chuckled again and now your heart skipped a beat with happiness. he came closer to you, cupped your face in his hands, and whispered to you, "would i do this if i didn't find you attractive?" and he pressed his lips to yours, moving his softly on top of yours, leading the kiss as you were still processing.

regaining your composure, you kissed him back as well, making it more sensual as you wrapped your hands around his neck and moved as close to him as the gearbox would allow.

you continued to kiss like there was no tomorrow until you ran out of air, and you had to move away enough so you can breathe, bringing your foreheads together.

"was so worth it ditching nicole for you," Conrad said, trying to catch his breath, to kiss you one more time. having his lips being on top of yours had just become his favorite activity in just a few seconds since he had done it for the first time.

you smiled contentedly, being you the one to pull him into the second kiss.

#the summer i turned pretty #tsitp #tsitp x reader #tsitp x you #conrad fisher #conrad fisher angst #conrad fisher fluff #conrad fisher x reader #conrad fisher x you #tsitp fanfic #conrad fisher fanfic

[teamatsumu]

kinktober 2023 -> day 27

hate sex - kuroo tetsuro x reader

word count: 2100

warnings: swearing, nsfw, reader is yaku’s sister, both of them are kinda assholes but not really lol

kinktober masterlist

Kuroo Tetsuro was a very talented individual. Because no one had the capacity to piss you off quite like he did.

You should’ve known the minute you walked into your biochem class that he would become the bane of your existence. You wished you had gotten some sort of warning when you chose your major. A sign. A whisper from the gods. Anything at all to stop you in your tracks. But no, you were here now, and you were stuck seeing him in class every time.

If only that was where it stopped. But then you discovered that he was on the college volleyball team with your brother Morisuke and apparently, they were thick as thieves. The nightmare just kept getting worse.

It’s not even that he was a jerk to you or he bullied you. You just thought he was too cocky and loud and the smirk he supported was stupid. Unfortunately, the moment he found out that you didn't like him, he made it his mission to annoy the crap out of you any chance he got.

He would make jokes about your height, or how uptight you were. He would call you dumb under his breath if you got something wrong in class, or would snicker when the teacher corrected you. He had a taunting lilt to his voice when he talked to you, like his mere words were making fun of you. It was embarrassing, and it stung a bit, but mostly it served to make you angry. Morisuke would always tell you to let it go. That Kuroo was a provocative and inflammatory person by nature, but at this point even his voice annoyed you.

“What kind of pleasure does this bring you?” You gritted out, refusing to look up at his stupid grin.

“It tingles me just right, sweets.” He replied.

“Ugh.” You made a disgusted face, giving him a look that hopefully communicated that.

“You are gross.” You responded, turning back to your book. “Now can you please leave? I have a quiz I need to study for.”

Kuroo hummed, as if contemplating your request. He leaned back in his chair, balancing it precariously on its two back legs. They squeaked in the silence of the library, making your cheek twitch.

“Nope.” He popped the ‘p’, running a hand through his already messy hair. “I’m waiting for Yaku, remember?”

“And he told you to meet him here?” You didn’t look up at him.

“No, I told him to meet me here.”

You glared at him. “To purposely annoy me? Is that it? Why can’t you just stay away from me?”

He scoffed. “Don’t flatter yourself, sweets.”

You turn to him completely this time. “Then what is it, Kuroo? Why the hell are you obsessed with me? How pathetic are you?”

Kuroo stared at you incredulously. “Obsessed with you?”

He leaned forward until his face was inches from yours, eyes narrowed in anger. You nearly reeled back but held yourself in place.

“You’ve got some nerve. Thinking everything is about you. You think I give a single fuck about you? You’re just Yaku’s whiny little sister who thinks the world revolves around her. You’re not worth my time, or anyone else’s. Get your head out of the clouds or you’re going to end up taking a fall you won’t survive.”

You stared at him in shock, watching him gather his bag and water bottle before he stood up and hastily left. You stared at his retreating back, and felt anger burn through you as his words registered in your head.

You ignored the hot tears that stung your eyes.

…………………

The knock on your dorm room door startled you, and you stared at it warily. You contemplated whether you should open it or not. Maybe you could stay quiet and pretend no one was home. You weren't really in any mood to talk to people.

“I know you’re in there. The light is on.”

You nearly groaned, eyes squeezing shut. Anger boiled up in you again, and in a moment of impulse, you rushed to the door, opening it with more force than necessary.

“You've got some nerve.” Your voice shook in anger when you met his golden eyes. “Coming here after the shit you said to me today.”

Kuroo sighed, shoulders slumping. “I came to apologize for that.”

You laughed in disbelief. “What part, Kuroo? Me being whiny or me being pathetic?”

He scowled. “I didn't call you pathetic.”

“You’re getting hung up on the semantics now?!” You shrieked, stepping back to slam the door shut. Kuroo shot his foot out, blocking you from doing so.

“Excuse me? I’m not going to apologize for something I didn't even say!” He stepped inside the room, shutting it behind him so your voices didn't carry into the halls. “In fact, I specifically remember you were the one who called me pathetic. Which you still haven’t apologised for, by the way.”

“Oh my god, I hate you!” You screamed, feeling your face get hot because of how angry you were.

“Trust me, the feeling is mutual!” Kuroo screamed back, stepping forward until he was right in your face. You stiffened at how he was towering over you, his chest heaving and breaths coming heavy and quick. His teeth were clenched, making his jaw tick. Your eyes tracked the movement. You watched a small droplet of sweat run down the side of his face.

You stepped forward until your lips met his.

Kuroo jerked back, looking at you with wide eyes, mouth dropped open in shock. You stared at each other for a few moments, completely silent. Then, the dam broke.

Kuroo grabbed the sides of your face, sealing your lips together in a searing kiss. You moaned into his mouth, giving him the opening to slide his tongue over yours. You backed up until your legs hit your bed, falling back and Kuroo following you down, not breaking the kiss. Your limbs tangled together in a flurry, attempting to rip each other’s clothes off as quickly as you could.

“Can you hurry?” You broke the kiss, glaring at him as you tugged his shirt off.

“Can you shut the fuck up?” He bit back, pulling your sweatpants off your legs.

His lips met yours in the next moment, effectively silencing you except the little moans leaving your lips. His bare body felt heavenly against yours, and for the first time you thanked the lords that he was an athlete.

He broke the kiss again, making his way down your body with his lips. He bit at your right breast, making your breath stutter.

“Of course you would like that.” He chuckled.

“Shut the fuck up, Kuroo. Don’t ruin this-” You dissolved into a moan when he licked over your nipple, biting at it slightly before sucking. You sighed at the feeling.

His hand groped at your other breast, hips grinding down. His crotch pressed between your legs, and the pressure made you whine.

“Hurry up.” You pushed at his boxers, trying to tug them down.

“Say please~” Kuroo smirked up at you. You nearly slapped him.

“Over my dead body.”

Kuroo sighed and lifted himself off your body. He slid off you slightly, making to stand up. “Well, in that case-”

“No!” You sat up, biting your lip, staring at him. You groaned. “God, I hate you.”

Kuroo chuckled. You gasped when his fingers brushed over your clothed core, before hooking a finger into your panties and pulling them off you. His fingertips dipped into your slit. Your breath stuttered.

“Kuroo.” You stared at him, his eyes dark and pupils dilated. His lips parted, tongue peaking out just a little to run over them. His fingers continued their feather-light touch.

“Please,” you gave in.

“Please what, baby?” You whined at the nickname, feeling your core pulse. God, his voice was so husky. You stared at his lips, eyes wandering to his shoulders, his pecs, his abs, to the bulge in his underwear that was hinting at how big he probably was.

“Touch me, Tetsuro.” You whispered. “Please. Touch me, fuck me. You want me to shut the fuck up? Make it happen, then.”

He was on you the next moment, teeth digging into your skin and fingers burying themselves deep in your pussy. You yelped and moaned, spreading your legs more so he could hit deeper. His fingers were so long and delicious, reaching your spot and rubbing against it just right. Within seconds, he had you seeing stars.

“You’re such a brat.” Kuroo bit out, fingers picking up speed instantly. You could barely breathe. Your body jolted under his movements. He was being so rough. “A spoiled little princess. Greedy girl. You’re even letting me fuck you just so you can get off.”

You cried at Kuroo’s words. Fuck. Why was this turning you on so much? You clenched around his fingers, and were met with the sight of his infamous smirk, except this time, it was so much hotter than any time you had seen it before. Kuroo looked like he was enjoying the crap out of this.

“Oh, you love this, don’t you?” He goaded you, curling his fingers until your back was arching off the bed. “Such a slut. What, you got a humiliation kink or something?”

“I’m gonna cum.” You choked out, tears swimming in your vision as your toes curled.

You should've known. This was Kuroo Tetsuro you were with. There’s no way he would let you have anything good. You nearly wailed when he pulled his fingers out, soaking wet with your juices.

“Kuroo!” You cried, tears spilling down your cheeks. “Don’t- why?!”

You didn’t even care that he was witnessing you break down over this. You were just about to have what could have been the most intense orgasm of your life and he denied you it.

“You fucking asshole-”

He shushed you, leaning over and shifting slightly. Something hard prodded at your entrance, before sinking into you in one fluid motion. Your mouth dropped open at the feeling, jaw going slack. He was big, long and oh so hard, and he grazed all the right spots as he slid into you.

Kuroo wiped the tears that soaked your cheeks, brushing his nose against yours in a manner that was almost affectionate. You stared up at him, still dizzy from your almost orgasm a few moments ago. His eyes held a glint that told you tonight was going to be brutal in the best way possible.

And you were right. Kuroo fucked you through three orgasms before he even slowed his pace. You were left a blabbering, bumbling mess by the time his hips stuttered and he emptied himself inside you, warm cum washing over your walls, pushing you through one more orgasm as his unrelenting fingers rubbed at your abused, swollen clit. He didn’t care when you whined at him to stop. He was merciless throughout. It was rough and hot and it made you see stars.

You didn’t even register when his body left yours, or when he came back and ran a washcloth over the mess between your legs. You turned on your side, back sore from all the arching. You were still out of breath as he tugged on his clothes, watching him fix his hair. Well, as fixed as his messy hair could get. Aside from the sweat on his face and his slightly heavy breathing, he seemed unfazed. You would think he was out for a run, not rearranging your guts.

You didn’t realize he was staring at you until a few moments later, when he leaned over to brush your hair off your face. His signature smirk spread over his lips.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’re the best sex I’ve ever had too.”

You scowled as he straightened up, making his way to the door. “What the hell do you mean ‘too’?

He didn’t answer, humming happily to himself as he tugged his shoes on.

“You aren’t the best sex I’ve ever had.” You sat up, feeling your face turn red. He gave you a look that was so smug it made you stiffen in embarrassment. You knew he didn’t believe a word you just said. You also knew that Kuroo’s already humongous ego was about to shoot through the fucking roof.

“You’re not.” You mumbled. Kuroo pulled the door open, still supporting the insufferable smirk on his face, giving you a teasing wink.

“You’re not, Kuroo!” You called behind him as the door clicked shut. Sighing, you flopped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling and ruminating on everything that had just happened.

Fuck.

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[rebouks]

Previous // Next

Hi Alex!

I don’t think it’s stupid or cheesy to miss someone, I miss you too! Going back to normal after being on holiday is always horrible, especially after this one, and especially having to go back to school, I’m not a big fan! Do you go to school too? I wanted to ask if you did but I couldn’t… it’s nothing personal, by the way, sometimes I just can’t speak to people and I don’t really know why. I thought it was my decision if I did or didn’t before I met you but maybe not. My parents n’ the teachers at school call it selective mutism but I won’t bore you with all that crap.

I can’t see your new teeth but they grow fast so maybe next time! If they don’t maybe you could get some gold one’s like your dad has, unless you don’t wanna look like a pirate lol.. my littlest sister has four teeth now, and I have all my big teeth! I haven’t counted the twins though cos they’d probably bite me if I tried haha!!

Ava is the tiny one with the blonde pigtails! She’s cute but she still sleeps and poops a lot haha, she’s sorta chill though and definitely doesn’t cry as much as Wren and Byrd used to (have you noticed we’re all named after birds yet? I guess my parents thought it was cute since our last name is Finch) Wren’s the ginger one with plaits! She’s pretty funny but she’s super grumpy sometimes and likes to bite and kick (not me though, she loves me) I think it’s cos she’s tired a lot cos she never sleeps at night, kinda like dad.. they’re twins but Byrd is way different, I couldn’t get a picture of him cos he kept running off, he’s crazy like that but he’s super snuggly and loves playing doctor! He likes to pretend to break my legs so I can’t go anywhere then fix them for me haha. Brothers and sisters are fun but they can be a pain in the butt sometimes! We have a cat called Lou too, his full name is Toulouse and he likes to bring us leaves from the garden and scream about ‘em, and he loves stealing food when you’re not looking.

Dad’s been teaching mom how to cook cos she sucks at it (don’t tell her I said that though cos I always pretend it’s not THAT bad) she’s sorta getting better though so I suppose the whole practice makes perfect thing pays off eventually. I got a school project to make a lame volcano that I didn’t wanna do as well, but my parents made me do it anyway.. we all know that real volcanoes aren’t full of baking powder and vinegar though so I dunno if there was much point to it but they seemed to think it was important so I did it anyway, at least I got a picture of it “going off” I guess. No one likes homework, even if it’s supposed to be fun, right?!

It’s cool you set Amber free!! I’m sure she’s happier wherever she is now so I guess you could just think of that when you miss her? The rocks are way cooler anyway! My aunt Aspen has loads of crystals too, sometimes she even charges them in the sun or the full moon.. I keep forgetting to ask her why but I’ll try and remember so I can tell you next time!

Hahaa your poor dad with those birds! I’ll definitely keep the picture cos it’s hilarious, Wren found it the funniest but don’t worry, I’ll keep the picture safe from her sticky hands! I have a hiding spot in the attic for all the stuff I don’t want them touching. I guess birdwatching is sorta fun sometimes but you’ve gotta be quiet (easy for me I guess.. hah!) I’m not sure there’s any other birds round here other than seagulls since we live right next to the sea, those are the ones you can hear the most anyway cos they never shut up! My dad jokes that he used to be a seagull in a past life cos he’s loud and greedy like they are lol.. he’s been building me a treehouse too, I bet that’d be good for birdwatching!! It’ll be super cool once he’s finished but it’s taking ages cos he mostly does it all by himself, I try n’ help sometimes but I’m still too small to carry or lift most things.. I wanna be as strong as him one day, he can build and fix almost anything (he swears a lot during it though haha!) Do you ever think about what you wanna be when you grow up? I don’t really think about that sorta stuff cos working sounds boring, especially if it’s as lame as school!!

I’m ten, by the way! How old are you and when’s your birthday? Mine’s February 22nd. I don’t think I have a favourite food, anything my dad makes is amazing cos he’s a good cook and my mom makes the BEST pancakes! We’re always stuffed after dinner but dad says (lies) that pudding goes in a different part of your stomach so there’s always room for cake haha.. I think I like it best when he makes spicy food but Wren and Byrd hate it so he doesn’t make stuff like that too often. It’s fun to see how much you can eat before your mouth feels like it’s on fire and I’ve decided I’m gonna beat him one day so he better watch out!!!

I didn’t know what to write at first but I guess I sorta ended up writing quite a lot since I had some catching up to do! Are you and your dad on holiday in the tower or are you living there for now? It sorta sounded like you’ve been there a long time, where do you usually live? What kinda stuff does your dad dig up for work? It’d be cool if he dug up dinosaur bones!! I watched something like that recently and they were HUGE!

It’s hard to think of questions on the spot but you can talk about anything you want too! I probably owe you a million answers as well so you can ask anything you want too! I had fun reading your letter and I’m glad we can be pen-pals even if we don’t get to see each other! Maybe next time we meet in person I’ll be able to say something, but writing would still be fun too so I guess it doesn’t really matter, right?

Love Robin c:

ps. I’m keeping the funny photo of you yelling at your dad and there’s nothing you can do about it!!

pps!! I don’t have a way to print out photos yet otherwise I’d have sent some new ones. Dad gave me an old polaroid ages ago but it’s still broken, his friend said he might be able to fix it though so hopefully I can use that next time. Mom said you can have some of our old ones and the ones from her disposable camera whilst we were on holiday for now though so I’ll send those to you as soon as they come back!

#ts4 #sims 4 #simblr #ts4 story #sims story #forever in between #fib #robin finch #alexandra sampson #brodie sampson #wren finch #byrd finch #ava finch #ᓚᘏᗢ #love it when kids are like LOOK n shove stuff so close to ur face u can't see shit #😆 #sdkjsk robin doesn't know what to write #also robin.. writes a ten page essay #bless him #he could finally 'talk'!!! #🤸‍♀️

[f1goat]

mistake(s) x lando norris + part seven

In which you keep making the same mistake over and over again by fucking the boy you hate the most.

masterlist - playlist

part one part two part three part four part five part six

warnings: smut but with a plot, 18+ | english is not my first language fem!verstappen reader x lando norris

“Finally some fucking points,” Lando says relieved. He’s happy about the way his day went. The race may have been a total shit show, but for once it worked out for him. He finally got to race a bit more how he likes it. The car didn’t let him down this time. 

Lando is standing in a club with Max. Both celebrating their race. It’s a good day. He knows that you’re around somewhere in the club as well. He didn’t see you yet after his race. It kinda disappointed him, but he gets it. Your brother got first place - once again, so it’s logical you were with him at Red Bull to celebrate. But still. A text would be nice? He wonders why you didn’t text him about his points. But maybe it’s just a simple answer he rather won’t hear. You probably don’t really care about it. 

He takes a sip from his drink. For once Lando decided to drink some alcohol as well. After his points he deserves this. He talks a bit with Max about the race, mainly about the red flags that kept coming back. It was a weird race on that aspect. He still doesn’t get it, but he can’t say he’s mad about it. 

Lando wonders when you will show up. He knows you’re around in the club as well. He just didn’t see you yet. Hopefully that will change soon. You’re probably somewhere with Kelly he guesses. Maybe you’re just having fun, dancing around and drinking as well. Max told him that you were fond of the cocktails here. Now that Lando thinks about it, he has never seen you under the influence of alcohol. He wonders how you’ll be when you’re drunk. Maybe he will find out someday. 

Unknown to Lando is that he will find out pretty soon how you are when you’re drunk. After you’re confusing conversation with Max from a couple days back, you can’t stop thinking about you’re feelings for Lando. It has gotten pretty clear for you. You like him. Now that you realize, you also know that it might be time to stop this confusing thing with Lando. You can’t go on like this. It makes you feel disappointed and sad. And what’s a better solution than alcohol for those feelings? 

You’re dancing the night away with Kelly. The drinks are hitting you harder then ever. Maybe it’s because you don’t drink normally. You know that Lando is around here as well, but you don’t have the courage to see him right now. Since your realization, you don’t know how to act around Lando anymore. After the qualifications yesterday you couldn’t stop stuttering when he was with you and Max. Things are getting bad rather quickly. 

“Let’s go to the boys,” Kelly tells you. 

“Hmmm,” you say before taking a few more sips of your drink. You hoped to be a bit more drunk before seeing Lando. Maybe then you can behave normally around him. Kelly doesn’t wait for you to say anything else, she pulls you with her by your arm. 

Before you know it you’re standing in front of Lando again. You quickly empty your drink before muttering something about getting a new one. Letting Kelly, Max and Lando behind confused.

Lando didn’t even got the chance to greet you. He wonders about your sudden move to leave directly. Your dress distracts him a bit from his confusing thoughts. You look amazing. When you walk away, Lando keeps looking at you. He notices the way your dress moves slightly around your hips. The pinkish dress looks great on you. After a bit of doubting Lando decides to follow you towards the bar. 

He quickly finds you at the bar and takes place next to you. Before he gets the chance to let you know that he’s here, the bartender starts a conversation with you. 

“What’s your name beautiful?” The bartender asks you. 

“I’m Y/N,” you giggle. There’s the effect of the alcohol. You don’t even like the bold way of flirting the bartender does. Why are you even responding?

“I’m Jake,” the bartender tells you, “and this drink is one the house.”

Lando cringes from the conversation. He notices the good looks of the bartender. Could it be that you’re interested in Jake?

“Oh, thank you Jake,” you reply. 

Lando feels the sudden urge the mend himself into the conversation. Before he can think about it, he actually does so. He slips his arm around your waist and looks a bit annoyed at Jake. 

“That won’t be necessary Jake,” Lando states, he grabs his wallet and gets out some cash to pay for your drink. He slams it onto the bar while sending another annoyed glare at the bartender. 

You’re surprised by Lando. You didn’t realize that he was standing next to you. Where did he come from? And his arm is around your waist? Why does he act like this? You notice his frustrated tone towards Jake. What’s going on? 

“Oh sorry mate,” Jake says, “Didn’t knew she was taken. You’re lucky.”

“Yeah, I am,” Lando replies, “Come Y/N, let’s go back to Max and Kelly.”

Lando his arm stays around your waist while he walks with you through the crowd. 

“Your arm is around my waist?” You ask Lando a bit confused. You still don’t get what just happened.

“Yes I’m aware of that. What about it?” Lando replies.

You don’t know what to say to Lando. He confuses you. What about it? Why would he walk around in a public place with you close to his body like this? You let out a sigh. Why is everything so confusing all the time? It takes you a while before you realize that Lando isn’t taking you to Max and Kelly like he said earlier. He is taking you outside with him. It doesn’t take him long to do so. In only a few minutes you’re standing outside of the club with Lando. 

You want to ask Lando what he is doing, why you’re standing here with him instead of being with Max and Kelly, but before you can ask anything Lando starts to ask questions himself. 

Lando can’t stop himself from asking the things his mind has been occupied by for the whole evening. He thinks about the way you ignored him, how you didn’t say anything about his race and you’re weird interaction with that bartender. The words are falling out of his mouth before he can think about them. 

“Why are you acting so weird?” Is his first question. You can’t even think of an answer before Lando asks you another question. “Why didn’t you text me after the race?” And another. “Why didn’t you congratulate me with my points?” You want to say something, but Lando doesn’t stop asking questions. “Are you into that bartender?”

“Lan,” you sigh when he finally stops asking questions. “I don’t even remember half of the questions you asked. What’s going on?”

“I should ask you that!” Lando exclaims annoyed. He doesn’t know why he is yelling al of the sudden. He does know that he feels pretty frustrated. It’s him too much. Your weird behavior from the last days and that fucking Jake guy. 

“There’s nothing?” You try to convince yourself when you say those words, but you notice that it comes out as a question. Of course there’s something. You like Lando. That’s the baddest thing that could happen. 

“Then why are you ignoring me?” Lando continues to ask you.

“I’m talking to you, so I’m not ignoring you,” you state matter of factly. 

“Cut the bullshit,” Lando sighs annoyed. “You’re acting strange since Thursday. You barely talk to me, you leave when I come around and you don’t even congratulated me after I finally scored some points.” 

“There’s nothing going on,” you try again to convince Lando. 

“You act like there’s something going on,” Lando goes on. 

“Why do you even care?” You ask frustrated, “We’re just fucking, why care about me not congratulating you?” You realize that came out way harder then you actually meant it. Fuck. 

“You know what, you’re right,” Lando says, “I don’t care. Just continue to act like this. I’m going back.”

+++

Since your conversation with Lando you can’t stop thinking about the words you have said to him. They were harsh. And more important, they were lies. If you were just fucking with each other, why would Lando plan a whole day in Australia? Why would you sleep over at his place then? And if you were just fucking with him, then why are you feeling like this? 

You try to forget all about it. You have drank way more then you should have. You’re dancing with strangers at the moment. There’s a boy dancing closely to you. You have no idea who it is. You try to ignore the boy, but he keeps coming closer to you. You watch around you for a bit, maybe Kelly is close and can save you from the strange boy? Then you notice him. Of course. Lando is standing only a few steps away from you and his eyes are glued to your body. He’s staring so much you don’t even doubt about it this time. You don’t know what hit you, but you decide to give Lando a show. 

You weren’t the only one who said harsh words. Lando said you were right. He doesn’t care. You will show him exactly how much he cares.

Lando notices you getting closer to the unknown boy behind you. He sees the way you greet the boy, only to hug with him a few seconds later. He’s already feeling annoyed by it. 

Of course you know this is the most wrong way to get Lando his attention, but you’re still happy when you notice that it’s working. You notice Lando his white knuckles that are holding his drink way too tight. Something else you notice is the annoyed look on his face. It’s hard to miss. 

Lando doubts about his options. He wants nothing more then to go over to you and pull you away with him. But what if you don’t want that? What if you’re actually interested in the boy behind you? You made it clear earlier that you’re not interested in him, so why would he bother? Lando notices the fast pace you have while drinking your cocktail. He realizes that you’re probably drunk. He starts to pay a bit more attention to the way you look around and the way you’re moving. It seems like you’re actually drunk. Then he should do something, right? You are in no right mind to be close with this boy. What if he is using your drunk state?

You decide to give Lando one more minute before you’re going to leave the boy dancing alone. You realize that the stranger is probably hopeful to end this night somewhere else and that’s something you really don’t want. So it’s better to stop on time. You feel the way the hands of the stranger touch your body, pulling you softly by your hips. Maybe you should ignore that minute plan and just leave already. 

It doesn’t take Lando more then ten seconds to stand in front of you and the boy. He noticed the way the guy kept coming closer to you and started to touch you more and more. He decided to stop this nonsense. Lando is quick to grab your arm, softly he pulls you closer towards himself and farther away from the stranger. 

You’re relieved when you feel Lando his hand holding your wrist. 

“We’re going home,” Lando states without even looking at the unknown guy. You hear the frustration dripping through his voice. 

“Home?” You ask Lando surprised. “We’re in Australia. Not Monaco. We can’t go home that easy.” 

Lando realizes at that moment that you’re more drunk then he expected. Fuck. He sighs before pulling you with him. This is going to be a long night. Still, Lando feels frustrated with you and he wants to tell you about it. When you’re standing outside with him, waiting for a taxi, he shares a piece of his mind. 

“What the fuck were you thinking Y/N?” Lando asks you, the frustration is still present in his voice. “What if that boy wanted to use you in your drunken state? What if I wasn’t nearby?” He continues to ask you annoyed. 

You giggle. You don’t think about the words that are coming out of your mouth. “I knew you were close,” you tell Lando. 

“So that’s why you did it? You thought I would come to save you if it didn’t work out as you planned?” Lando asks annoyed. 

“Nope,” you say with a smile.

“Then why would you do something that stupid?” Lando continues to ask. 

Again, you don’t think about your words. You wish you did. The alcohol causes you to say them way too soon. 

“I wanted your attention,” you simply state. 

Lando turns himself more towards you. He looks confused at you. Did you actually just tell him that you wanted his attention? Lando lets out a sigh. This must be the alcohol talking. 

“Well it worked,” Lando tells you, “but I don’t know if this is the kind of attention you wanted.” 

Before you can question Lando his words, he pulls you into a taxi with him. He ignores you during the ride back to the hotel. You feel yourself sober up a bit during the ride. You slowly start to realize what you have done and said. Fuck, you probably screwed up everything. 

+++

“So you wanted my attention?” Lando grunts. 

You have only been in your hotel room for a few seconds, but Lando is already unzipping your dress. Before you know it, you’re standing in your lingerie in front of him. He turns you around so you face him. Lando is still looking frustrated. 

“I told you babygirl, I don’t know if this is the kind of attention you wanted,” Lando tells you. 

You don’t know how to reply to Lando. In your drunken mind, every kind of attention from his is wanted. But it would stupid to say something like that to him. Right? You hold back the words. You don’t want to embarrass yourself even more tonight. Lando doesn’t look away from your almost naked body. He notices the way your lingerie isn’t matching like usual. This time you didn’t plan anything. Your agenda doesn’t include sex, he thinks. 

“Go lay down on the bed, naked. I’ll be there in a few,” Lando tells you. He takes your room card out of your hands. You quickly walk towards the hotel bed. When you pull of your lingerie, you hear how the hotel door is being opened and closed. Is Lando leaving? You trust him on his word and still act out his instructions. 

It feels like hours before Lando is standing in front of you again. Lando knows it was only two minutes. He is proud of himself for finally bringing a toy with him. He cursed himself multiple times for forgetting about it, but this time he didn’t. 

When Lando walks into the bed room, he notices the way you’re already laying ready for him. He lets out a soft groan. Fuck. 

“You look so fucking good,” Lando tells you, “so beautiful.” 

He walks closer to you. You notice that he’s holding a small bag. You wonder what he brought with him. Lando pulls out something that you quickly recognize as a blind fold. 

“Do you trust me?” Lando asks you. 

“Yes,” you reply within a heartbeat. 

Lando sits down next to you on the bed. He wraps the blindfold around your head. It doesn’t take long before you don’t see anything anymore. You wonder about Lando his plans. You also hope he still remembers that you’re on your period. 

“Spread your legs,” Lando tells you. 

You open your legs for him. Apparently not fast enough. Lando takes the matter into his own hands, he pulls your legs further apart for himself. You have the feeling that you hear something buzzing closely to you. Lando is caressing one of your legs, his hand is close by your cunt but not close enough. You let out a whimper. 

Then you find out what the buzzing sound was. Lando is holding something vibrating close to your tits. You guess it’s some sort of sex toy. It arouses you already. Lando brings it closer to your nipple, you feel the vibrations against it. He switches between your tits and nipples. The vibration is everywhere. In the mean time, his other hand is still massaging your leg. He comes closer to your cunt, but it’s still not close enough. 

Lando slowly moves the vibrating toy towards your pubic mound. You feel the vibrations getting closer to where you want them to be. Lando massages one of your tits with his other hand. You like the fact that you’re getting surprised by his movements. Every time he moves his hand on you, you have no idea where it will end up. Just like the toy. 

Lando removes the toy from your body for a few seconds. When you feel it again, you almost jump up. The vibrations are going faster. You feel how Lando moves it around the lips of your vagina. It’s getting closer to where you want it to be, but it’s still not doing enough for you. Lando moves it closer to your clitoris, but also moves it directly away from it when he comes to close. You let out another whimper.

“Stop.. teasing,” you say softly, “please.”

“This is my attention,” Lando states, “you wanted this.”

You don’t reply to him. Lando moves the toy and suddenly it’s touching your clitoris softly. He traces around it for a bit, before letting it touch you properly. You are quick to let out a moan. That seems to be Lando his cue to decrease the vibrations. You feel the toy slowing down a bit. You let out a frustrated sound. Lando moves it away again after a few more seconds. He places it back on your tit, it’s vibrating against your nipple. 

You hear how Lando is undoing himself from his bottoms as well. His belt makes a few metallic sounds, you wonder what he does with it. Lando moves the toy completely away from you this time. You feel the bed sunken a bit, meaning Lando just took place next to you. At least, you guess so. You feel how Lando takes you in to your arms, he lifts you up. Only a few seconds later you’re finding yourself in a new position. It feels like your laying on his lap. Your ass is high up. Lando caresses it. Slowly he moves his hand around it. At this point you almost feel like dripping out of your cunt. You need him to do something. It’s making you crazy. 

“If you take this like a good girl, maybe you’ll deserve to cum later,” Lando tells you, “But you also need to tell me if you don’t like it. This is new for me as well.”

You feel yourself getting more heated. You like doing new things with Lando, but you like it even more when something is new for him as well. It makes you feel good. 

Then without a warning, Lando smacks your ass with his hand. You are surprised by his sudden action. You let out a soft yelp, but it quickly turns into a moan when you feel Lando his hand hitting your ass again. 

“Like that babygirl?” Lando asks you. 

“Y.. Yes,” you stammer. 

His hand hits your ass again. You let out another moan. Then he stops for a bit to massage your ass. It feels amazing. You feel on fire. 

“Count the next ones for me,” Lando tells you sternly, “If you miss one, I’ll start again.”

You hear his belt clinging again. The metal sounds make you wonder what he is doing with his belt. When the cold leather of his belt comes in contact with your ass, you realize what he’s doing with his belt. He’s spanking you with it. You let out a surprised gasp. It’s harder then his hand was, but it’s still feeling insanely good. You feel how your ass is already getting a bit sore, but you can’t deny that you like the feeling of it. 

“Count,” Lando reminds you. 

“One,” you quickly say.

He’s quick to let his belt hit your ass again. 

“Two,” you moan softly. 

The third time he lets his belt hit you even harder then before. You let out a hard moan when the belt comes in contact with you ass.

“Fuck,” you hiss, “Three.”

Lando takes a short break. His hands caresses your ass. Then you notice the familiar vibrating sound again. What is Lando doing? You gasp when you feel him slide the toy inside of you. It slowly vibrates into your cunt. 

The belt comes in contact with your ass again. The vibrations inside of you are making it feel even better. 

“F.. four,” you stammer.

“Would you like one more babygirl?” Lando asks you.

“Yes,” you are quick to reply. You notice your own desperate tone. 

“Ask nicely,” Lando says. 

Lando lets the belt slowly move around your ass in the mean time. It’s making you crazy. The vibrating toy inside of you and the belt that can hit you anytime on your ass now. 

“Please Lan,” you beg softly, “One more, please.”

Lando can’t resist the urge to smirk. He lifts the belt up once again, only to let it hit you on the ass a few seconds later. It was harder then he did before. He notices the way your ass is already getting red. He did expect this to be a turn on for him, but he didn’t expect it to work this well. It feels like his cock can burst out anytime. It’s throbbing crazily right now.

“Five,” you cry out. You feel like an absolute mess. Moans are trembling over your lips. You can’t stop them. 

“Fuck,” Lando moans, “You’re such a slut for me.”

“Only for you,” you whimper softly.

“What did you say?” Lando asks. He needs to know for sure he heard you right.

“I’m only a slut for you,” you confess. 

“Fuck,” Lando sighs, “you’re perfect.”

Lando lifts you up again. You quickly feel the bed touch your back. Lando gets the toy out of your cunt. You let out a disappointed whimper. Lando hoovers above you. He lets his cock slide through your labia a few time. You’re literally dripping for him at this point. It’s making him even more horny. 

When you feel the tip of Lando his cock getting almost inside your cunt, you feel the need to inform him. What if he doesn’t want to fuck you because of your period? You certainly don’t hope so. 

“Lan,” you say, “I’m still on my period.”

Lando reacts with his movements first. He slides his dick inside of you. You directly feel fulled up. 

“I don’t care,” Lando states, “I want to fuck you.”

Then he does exactly what he said. He starts to fuck you on a fast pace. You feel his cock sliding in and outside of you over and over again. You’re shaking underneath him. Then you notice the familiar vibrating sound again. You’re surprised when you feel the vibrations on your clit. Lando is holding to toy onto your clitoris while fucking you. You let out a hard moan. 

“Fuck,” you moan.

Lando increases the vibrations of the toy. You feel like you’re going crazy. Lando feels your walls clench around his dick. He notices the way you start to shake even more. When your walls start to clench even more around him, he lets go as well. Together you orgasm.

part eight

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[florence-nomachine]

hello, sweetheart! 💕

I'd love to request you to write smut about Mike Schmidt and f!reader who is a really jealous/possessive type of girlfriend... and once again, when she was jealous of Mike, she decided to punish him harshly for playing with her jealousy :3

have a good day, stay safe! 🩷

A/N: Thank you for Mike ask anon!! Reader is kinda mean in this, but there’s no fun in being nice all the time. I had fun writing this, enjoy! There’s no penetrative sex, but 18+ only.

You loved your boyfriend Mike. He was gentle, patient and hardworking…But he was completely clueless. Sometimes to the point that it infuriated you.

You, Mike and Abby had gone to the mall, looking for some new clothes for the younger girl. Whilst you usually stayed close to them, you had found yourself wandering off to the women’s department across the shop floor, leaving the siblings by themselves. Typically you kept a close eye on them, should it be if they got into a little argument or Mike was a few dollars short, but you had found a lingerie set and a pair of jeans that you simply just had to try on.

When you emerged from the dressing room with the items draped over your arm, you realised that you couldn’t see them in the store anymore. It certainly didn’t help that they were both short, and you found yourself peering and squinting through the mannequins and rows of clothes. Sure enough, once you rounded a display you found them - well, Mike at least, talking to some other girl. 

Fair enough, you thought; but you found yourself making your way over to them regardless, obscuring your body as you buried your head amongst the piles of clothes.

“...She’s going to look so cute in that sweater,” you heard a sickly sweet voice say. You could see that her posture was askew; her head cocked to expose her neck, and her hands fiddling with something below her as she swung her legs. The stupid bitch probably thought she was in a rom-com. “I bet you’re just a great dad!”

Mike chuckled.

“She’s my sister…”

“Oh!” the girl squealed, and you wanted to vomit. Not on your behalf, but on hers. You were rather embarrassed for her. “That’s so sweet of you! My brother never wants anything to do with me…I wish they were all like you,”

“T-Thanks,” Mike said, and you noticed that he was looking around, probably wishing that Abby would come out or that you would find them.

“Do you want to hang out later? There’s a bakery not far from here that I think your sister would love,”

“Oh, what’s the name?” Mike perked up, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. “I can swing by there some time –”

“-- I get a loyalty discount,” the girl persisted. “C’mon, my treat!”

You’d heard enough. Holding your head high, you sauntered over to the pair, immediately wrapping your hands around Mike’s neck and planting a kiss on his cheeks, not once breaking eye contact with the girl in front of you.

“Hey babe,” you sang, plastering on a fake smile. “Who’s your friend?”

“She’s not my friend..” Mike said bluntly, and you smirked at the girl’s pained reaction. “Just a stranger…”

“Oh, is she bothering you?” you sighed. “I didn’t know they let buskers into the mall…”

“I’m sorry,” the girl scoffed, her brows furrowed in disgust. “Who is this?”

“Yeah, Mike?” you grinned. “Who am I?”

“My girlfriend,” he said. “Sorry, I’m taken,” he shrugged, pursing his lips as he watched the girl deflate. She rolled her eyes and fixed her clothes.

“Whatever,” she said. “Come find me when you want to get away from crazy,” she spat, eyeing you pointedly. You shrugged and rolled your eyes, unbothered by the girl's insult as you watched her gather her basket and leave, but not before calling out to her.

“Hey, can you put these back on the way out?” you said, brushing past her to throw the jeans into her basket. “I’ve decided I don’t need these anymore. I was going to wear them for our date tomorrow, but I think the lingerie is going to be enough. We;re never able to make it out of the house anyway..” you said matter of factly, pursing your lips as you forced a strained smile. You’d come to master the art of nice-nasty.

You strolled back to Mike triumphantly, and he flashed you a crooked smile. Sighing, your eyes softened when you met his own brown ones, and you absentmindedly rubbed his beard as he stared at you, still smiling. It was this fiery, borderline possessive attitude that had made him fall for you initially; given the fact that when you’d met him you’d been giving their Aunt Jane a mouthful.

You placed a gentle, but greedy kiss on the corner of his mouth before whispering in his ear.

“Bedroom. Nine o’clock.”

/

“You’ve been bad, Mike,” you lulled. “I can’t stop you from being around other girls, but you know I hate it when you don’t put up your boundaries…”

Mike nodded, his breaths laboured as he watched you from the bed. He was lying on his back, shirt off and dressed in his sleeping shorts as you slipped off your robe to reveal the lingerie you’d bought earlier.

“It’s not your fault,” you purred, running your fingers up his thighs. “You’re just too kind,”

Bending down to place a sloppy kiss on his lips, your other hand rubbed his chest, making their way down to his clothed cock. You could feel it flat against his stomach, semi-hard and desperate for release. It was such a shame that you weren’t going to give it to him.

Pulling down the material you weren’t surprised to see the organ spring up, clean cut, pink and twitching, just begging for you to touch him. Mike was average sized, perhaps a little smaller, but he’d always known how to pleasure you, (it did take a bit of teaching) just like you were to him. You rubbed your hands in a bit of baby oil, making sure your digits were completely coated before you took him in your hands. 

Mike let out a groan as you began to jerk him off, hands expertly gliding up and down his cock with a firm grip. He nestled his head in the crook of your neck, lazily kissing your collarbone as he focused on the pleasurable sensation, pink lips between his teeth.

With your spare hand you grabbed his cheeks, staring him directly in the eye as you spoke.

“You don’t get to touch me,” you snapped, kissing his lips. “You don’t deserve it,”

“Y-Yes…” he groaned, nodding his head. You hummed in amusement before you resumed your skilful motions, smirking at the way he writhed and whimpered underneath you. His cock trembled as you squeezed his tip between your index finger and thumb, precum coating your skin, which you licked off with ease.

The sweat on Mike’s forehead increased as your pace quickened, fringe clinging to his skin and making pretty patterns. It pained him that he couldn’t touch you, much more give you any semblance of pleasure. He supposed that this was his karma for not stating to the girl in the 

department store that he was taken. Oh well, he thought. Sometimes negative situations had positive outcomes.

He expected you to torture him, but he didn’t expect you to pull out a vibrator. He revelled in your cunning smile as he watched you get off on the mere sound of the object turning on, much more when you placed the nub on his cock. His dick slid out of your hands to lie on his stomach once again, gyrating under the pressure of the machine as you massaged the tool up and down on the ridges of his member. You kissed him, and Mike was fully overstimulated now, hands clutching the sheets as he longed for his release. He knew that you knew that by the way he was pulsating, toes curling and breaths shortening, that he was close.

“I hope it hurts, baby,” you grinned, turning up the settings of the machine. “This is how you make me feel every time you give those sluts the time of day. You need to learn your lesson…”

#florence writes!! #my asks #answered asks #request fill #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt smut #jealous! reader #mike schmidt x jealous! reader #fnaf smut

[peachyloveswriting]

Hiii loved your Kyle story <333 could you plsss do one where there’s a new girl and both Kyle and Cartman try and get her and what they’d do to get her to fall for them??

Eric VS Kyle

SUMMARY: Both Eric and Kyle like you but you're so unsure with the many choices you have.

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I stand awkwardly between the two, each one looking at me expectant on my answer. Kyle blinks at me. "Well which one, New Kid?" A glare is shot to Eric who stands beside him. Both teenagers are in a stand off of sorts and it's all over me. That's unbelievable in and of itself but for this to happen, gosh. I only moved in about a month or so ago, South Park was our final destination. After, we go nowhere, that's what my parents discussed. Once they settled on South Park that was it. Stories had been heard online about the shit that's happened here but no one believes it, I was the same way, but now I'm not. I can see how what they said was true and the two boys I became closest with in that group were part of most of it.

On my first day of high school here, I was welcomed by a rather sweet, country sounding blonde. Butters was his name. He showed me around, even introducing me to his friends. All of us seemed to click together rather fast, Kyle and Eric becoming the two I found myself around the most soon enough. At the very beginning I realized there was already this animosity between the two, constant bickering and yelling back and forth. As time went on though, it only seemed to get worse. The two would pull one another into a separate room just to have it out, and about what I'm not sure.

Soon enough I realized that it started escalating into a challenge of who could one up the other in anything. Kyle would spend time with me outside of school and then Eric would try to stay the night. It was a never ending cycle. The two just kept going. First Eric bought me a phone, then Kyle took me to dinner, Eric asked me to homecoming which is months away, and Kyle threatened Eric in front of me. He was all in Eric's face, a scowl covering his features. Insults were thrown up in the air and at one another eventually leading to where I am now.

Both Kyle and Cartman stand in front of me watching me intensely. They expect me to pick which one I like the most between the two.

KYLE

-> If you pick Kyle he's so happy. Literally jumping up and down and tackling you into a hug. He swears to be there for you anytime you need him and he kinda rubs it in Eric's face. Between the two he tried the hardest to make you like him so he feels he deserves this.

-> the things he did to get you though we're rather sweet. Kyle would help you with school work after school, he would let you copy his notes, he always spent time with you. At some point he bought you a gift and took you shopping just because he felt like it. You helped him a lot with his younger brother Ike, watching him when he was too busy. He fought Cartman physically and won, no one knows how since Eric just throws his weight around and usually wins but Kyle knows how to actually fight. He rightly has the upper hand.

-> Cartman was super disappointed by your choice and forever decided to hate both you and Kyle. He constantly made fun of you all the time which resulted in mostly everyone ignoring him for a long time. Eventually he left and you never saw him again.

CARTMAN

-> Cartman played dirty to get your attention. He slashed your tires so he could help you buy new ones, broke your bedroom window then blamed it on a tree limb so he could help you replace it, he stole Kyle's phone and pretended to be him asking you on a date and then stood you up. He did a lot of dirty shit you don't know about just to get your attention. And even though he lost the fight with Kyle you still picked him.

-> He seems excited but the longer he hangs out with you the more bored it gets. He soon realizes that all he wanted to do was beat the competition and win it had nothing to do with emotions. He's too far in to back out now and just doesn't really try. That is until you show him just how good of a partner you are. He appreciates you deeply though he has a hard time showing it. He does acts of service and gives you gifts to appreciate what you do for him

-> Kyle tries to get you to see the bad in Eric but you just can't seem to see it. Eventually Kyle gives up. You've changed Eric a lot and you did him more good than anything. He needed someone like you and Kyle is happy you're happy with Eric.

NEITHER

-> Both stop talking to you, they continue their normal lives just without you in it. And as much as it hurts Kyle to see all that effort go to waste He will eventually move on.

BOTH?

-> It's so much of a accomodation but both boys are extremely happy. Though the competition may continue in various ways they love you all the same. Although the animosity between them never left and jealousy still lies somewhere between them. Though Kyle can be quite possessive at times.

#kyle broflovski x reader #eric cartman x reader #south park headcanons #south park x reader

[imashoe69420]

Rise!Leo X Reader Headcanons☆彡

Some points are from my other works I’ve written on here so some stuff may look familiar lol

Relationship: Dating (official)

Reader Pronouns: Gender Neutral (but in second person)

Warnings ⚠️ : Swearing

Genre: mostly fluff, some angst

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• One thing about Leo is he is a very touchy person.

• Whenever you're around, he has to hold your hand or set you on his lap with his chin resting on the top of your head or something of the sort.

• He would never tell his brothers, but he loves to carry you around. If he has to go anywhere outside of viewing distance, he will carry you like a koala wherever he needed to go. Yes, it slightly inconvenienced him, but at least he could occasionally kiss your cheek or neck as he prepared a snack in the kitchen.

• Although he was charming, he often poked fun at you. Especially when he found your diary from the 5th grade where you had an obsession with this one boy that's presently kinda ugly.

• “Dear diary, Colin is soooo cute!" Leo read in an exaggerated breathy voice.

•"Leo, don't!" You screamed playfully as you tried to reach for the diary, but he held it away out of your reach.

• "Hold on, just one more page!"

• "Leo! Give it back!"

• But sometimes, he didn't register your mood before making a crude joke.

• One time, he made a joke about something you were insecure about. Usually you'd just laugh it off, but you had had a bad day and that was your breaking point.

• He felt like the worst boyfriend seeing you cry because of him. He apologized over and over until he practically went horse. "I'm sorry, that was dumb. I'm dumb. That was stupid. I thought it was gonna be funny. I'm sorry, don't cry!"

• "No... it's just... today kinda sucked." You told him.

• Leo was relieved that it wasn't solely him that made you upset, but he was still pissed at himself.

• He got you a few blankets to wrap you in, and then he tried to cook you something that epically failed, so he settled for some canned tomato soup that he tried to pass off as his own. Which epically failed again.

• "You did not!" You accused him. "You don't know how to cook.”

• "I do too!"

• "Do not!"

• "Do too!" Leo grabbed you, smothering you with kisses as you giggled and tried to push him away.

• He always knew how to make you feel better.

• During every one of his missions, he would send you a selfie of him posing with the villain in the background. The villain was usually getting their ass kicked by his brothers.

• Be back soon, babe! He would text you.

• You laughed and texted back, You shouldn’t be texting me! You’re gonna get hurt!

• Just checking in w the love of my life, he texted back, making you blush.

• Of course, Leo can’t meet new people often, but you had introduced him to your younger siblings when he had swooped in through your open window and your eight (8) year old sister stood staring at him in awe.

• Leo didn’t know what to say as he didn’t even know you had siblings. He just stared awkwardly for a bit.

• “(Y/N) has you on her screen saver.” Their sister ratted on them.

• (Y/N)’s ten (10) brother stalked out of his room to see who his sister was talking to. He screamed when he saw Leo. “(Y/N)! There’s a monster in the living room!”

• (Y/N) rushed out of their room and sighed when they just saw the turtle still staring dumbfounded at her little sister, Harriet.

• “Harri, Carson, this is Leo.” (Y/N) said slowly as they approached Leo rested a hand against his shoulder, finally shaking him out of his stupor. “He isn’t a monster. He’s… uh, a friend.”

• Harriet quickly took advantage of Leo’s social awkwardness and forced him into a tea party, then a makeover. She kept asking him question after question: how old are you? Where do you live? What’s it like being a turtle? Do you go to school? What grade are you in? Do you like to color? What color lipstick do you want: red or purple?

• Although he was uncomfortable, Leo tried his best to be nice and charismatic.

• Your brother sat in the corner of his sister’s room to make sure that what you said was true and Leo wouldn’t to eat her.

• “Are you and (Y/N) in love?” Harriet asked the turtle. He tried to laugh it off, but the little girl stared intently at him, waiting for an answer.

• Of course Leo’s in love with you, but he’d never said it verbatim. Maybe an “I love you” or “you’re the love of my life”, but he’d never said he was in love with you.

• “No duh!” Carson scoffed before Leo could answer. “They’re always talking about him but didn’t think to tell us that he was a big green monster!”

• “Stop it! You’re hurting his feelings!” Harriet threw a dusty eyeshadow at her brother. “You’re being a bad brother in-law!”

• “He’s the in-law, not me!” The boy retorts.

• “Hey, can we just—” Leo tried to deescalate the situation for the sake of his heart mere seconds away from pounding out of his chest at the idea of him and (Y/N) getting married.

• The kids continued to argue until (Y/N) came into the room with a plate of cheese, crackers, and grapes cut in half. The siblings flocked over to the plate, leaving Leo in a chair that was way too short for him.

• (Y/N) stifled a laugh at the makeup smeared all over Leo’s face.

• “Looks like Harri likes you.” They took a makeup wipe sitting in a pack on their little sister’s dresser.

• The turtle shrugged, a smile on his face as you wiped away his colorful yet messy “makeover”.

#fanfic #rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt fluff #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt raph #rottmnt reader insert #x reader #rise donnie x reader #rise leo #rise leo x reader #headcanon #rottmnt headcanons

[finn-m-corvex]

Whumptober 2023 Day 1 - "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Hello everyone, and welcome to Finn's Whumptober! This is the first of the past fifteen days to come out, and the other fourteen will be releasing every hour on the hour! I've put an incredible amount of work into making these (the first batch is like. 30k words alone-) so if you guys have been craving some of my content, here you go! You're getting plenty nowadays!

GENERAL TWS FOR THE ENTIRETY OF MY STORIES: blood, vomit, beatings, assault, bullying, kinda gorey at some points, other stuff just be careful. I'll go back through and tag each individually if I need to!

Since I'm scheduling these, I won't have the opportunity to add anyone but @splinnters to the tag list, but there's going to be so many of them that I feel like it's going to be easy to find. Hope you enjoy reading all of these as much as I enjoyed writing them!

Words: 2.1k

Jay was bored.

Who knew working a party could be so mind-numbingly boring? The point of parties was to let loose and have fun, and yet here he was, stuck in a dumb stuffy suit in the corner only watching as everyone got more and more drunk off their asses. He sipped at his disappointedly non-alcoholic punch, pretending like he was keeping a careful eye over the rest of the patrons as they danced.

Getting called to watch Cyrus Borg’s work functions was one of the worst things to happen to him in recent times.

“Check in, everyone,” Lloyd said over the comm, and Jay tapped his foot against the ground as he waited for everyone else to sound off. Cole was standing on the entire other side of the room, and Jay had long since given up trying to hold a mime’s version of a conversation with his brother when the earth ninja only gave him an unimpressed stare after the first gesture. At least he was stuck in here with his best friend rather than Kai or Zane; knowing them, he would’ve gotten a full lecture rather than just a look.

A crackle, and then his beautiful Yang’s angelic voice. “Kai and I are clear.”

Part of Jay wanted to chime in and talk to her with a casual conversation about guest gossip, but he had already gotten in enough trouble tonight; he couldn’t start pushing it.

Zane and Pixal both spoke, and then it was Cole’s turn. “Jay and I are clear, although someone needs to start laying off the punch. He’s already almost spilled on himself more than once.”

“Hey!” Jay exclaimed, but he still kept it down so no one would start listening in. It pleased him immensely to hear Nya giggle over the comm, and it took every bit of self-restraint to keep from playing up the act. “I’m doing just fine, thank you very much.”

“Sure you are, bro,” Cole rolled his eyes across the room, and Jay felt his power start to flicker under his skin in frustration. Pushing the lightning down, Jay huffed, checking in with Lloyd before going back to his self-assigned duty of people-watching. At least he had a nice spot next to the punch table.

It wasn’t very long before someone bumped into him, causing his drink to slosh around and over the rim of his glass. Jay turned to face whoever it was, ready to give them a piece of his mind for almost getting punch on his nice shoes (seriously, they were brand-new!), but he stopped when he remembered that these people were all civillians and he did have to at least make an effort to be nice.

Unfortunately.

“I’m so sorry about that,” the stranger said, flashing his pearly whites and readjusting his cuffs. Jay’s danger sense was going off, and he resisted every urge in his body that was screaming for him to run far away from here. This was just a normal guy, so why was he feeling like this?

“Don’t worry about it, no harm done,” Jay chuckled, masking his discomfort with ease. It was one of his most used skills, especially in social situations.

“Surely you wouldn’t mind if I just got you another glass? Anything for a great hero of Ninjago!”

Never accept drinks from strangers, dear, he could hear his Ma say, and Jay always heeded the advice his mother gave him after the Underwear Incident.

He shook his head. “No thank you, don’t worry about it. Go enjoy the festivities, please, I insist.”

A rather cold goodbye for the sociable lightning ninja; Jay hoped that no one else would notice so it wouldn’t end up on the media. What a mess to clean up that would be, and the others already made enough messes online. The man huffed as if Jay had personally offended him, stalking off into the crowd where Jay’s eyes couldn’t be bothered to follow him. Frowning, Jay took another sip of his drink, only to bring it away from his mouth in confusion.

Why did it taste different?

Must be my lightning, Jay thought to himself as he drank it, noticing the previously sweet taste switching to salty. His lightning tended to change his taste buds whenever he suppressed it, just another little quirk of having powers, so this was just another case of that happening.

It definitely wasn’t the case fifteen minutes later.

Jay kept getting dizzier and dizzier as time passed, leaning back on the pillar and relying on it to keep him stable. Everything around him was spinning, the low lights blurring into vague patterns and swirling around on the floor at a speed that he couldn’t comprehend. He could feel the sweat gathering on the back of his neck, hot and sticking to his shirt collar. There were nails being driven into his temples, and he winced as the crowd suddenly cheered when Cyrus Borg came out on the other side of the room to start his speech. Pixal and Zane were on the stage with him, and Jay had to keep himself from screaming as the spotlights followed the three as they walked.

Up until now, he had hesitated everytime his hand went to his comm; he had already pissed Cole off once or twice, he shouldn’t say anything unless it was an absolute emergency.

His vision blacked out for a second, and Jay was suddenly hyperaware of everything happening around him. This wasn’t normal; this was an emergency.

“Cole,” Jay said, swallowing back the spit in his mouth that threatened to spill down his lips. Why couldn’t he feel his lips? Why did his throat feel like it was clogging up with something?

Reaching up with an arm, his brother looked quite bored. “What is it now, Jay?”

“Something’s wrong.”

Jay must’ve forgotten to switch to their private channel, because Lloyd’s voice came through the tinny speaker. “Jay, what’s wrong?”

“I-I’m dizzy,” Jay couldn’t keep himself from stuttering, and he started panicking as his knee gave out from under him. What the hell was in his drink?

Starting to push through the crowd, he could barely pick Cole out from the crowd, only hearing the earth ninja’s voice through his earpiece. “Jay, Jay did you drink something-”

And Jay was crashing to the floor.

Head smacking against the ground, Jay was coughing up spit, reeling from the loud gasp that surged through the crowd at the sight of one of the Ninja collapsing. Even though this was far from the first time that he had hit his head, he still found himself dizzier than before, struggling to ground himself in the forest of suit pants and dresses that he was stuck in. His hands were shaking as they tried to push him up, and he cried out as his elbows stopped working and his head hit the ground again.

Why couldn’t he feel his legs? Panic swarmed through his chest as he tried to wiggle his toes, but he couldn’t tell if it was working.

First Master, he was drugged.

“Move!” he heard two voices at once; one voice in the earpiece and the other through the ear not smushed against the tile. “Move out of the way!”

Other voices were clammering around him, and Jay would’ve yelled for them all to shut up if his tongue didn’t feel like it was a piece of cotton stuffed into his mouth. He was pretty sure he was drooling all on the floor, and he could feel the excess dribbling down his chin when rough hands pulled him upright.

There was Cole, face pinched in worry and hurriedly speaking into his comm. “I have him, he just collapsed and I don’t know why. Shut down the exits and get Borg out of here-”

Jay had to stop listening as the spotlights focused directly into his eyes, and he slammed his eyelids shut as if that were going to do anything. Cole was quick to block out the light, but the damage had been done; Jay leaned to the side and vomited, red punch spurting from his lips along with the small finger sandwiches that he had chowed down on earlier. Some of it landed on some poor patron’s shoes, and Jay opened his mouth to apologize only to upchuck more of his guts. His stomach heaved under the weight of his anxiety, feeling the voices around him change to a disgusted pitch, and the feeling of knowing that all of these strangers were seeing one of their protectors collapse and throw up like some drunkard made him flush with shame.

Something hauled him up from under the armpits, and suddenly he was on the move. Cole was taking him somewhere.

“Can’t take you anywhere without shit hitting the fan,” Cole grumbled, and Jay could feel the tears stinging at his eyes in protest. He didn’t mean for this to happen!

But was it his fault anyway? Could he have done anything to stop the man?

He was sat on some cheap chair a few hallways down, and Jay couldn’t move his arms or legs to try and readjust himself, the numbness spreading from his chest outwards. Cole pressed a warm hand to Jay’s forehead, feeling his cheeks and the back of his neck.

Jay felt so ashamed when he couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down his cheeks. “Cole, Cole-”

“What happened, Jay?” Cole asked, a serious expression on his face. He reached up to start thumbing away the tears. “Are you drunk? I promise you aren’t in trouble if you are, things happen.”

He shook his head as best as he could. “No, someone spiked it.”

Mouth agape, Cole clicked it shut, fury overtaking his features. “Who. The. Fuck. Spiked your drink?”

“A guy, he ran into me and must’ve put it in my punch,” Jay let out a small sob as the spinning room sped up. “I-I’m so sorry.”

“The only thing you have to be sorry for is not telling me sooner,” Cole stressed, cupping his brother’s cheek when Jay’s head lulled to the side. “First Master, is this why you were so fidgety? I knew something was wrong; I’m the one who should be saying sorry to you.”

Shaking his head, Jay felt the shame swell up even further. “It’s not your fault-”

“No, but I’m still your brother, and I should’ve checked in the moment I thought something was wrong.” Cole clicked his tongue, thumb brushing against Jay’s jaw in a way that had his heart aching. “I gotta check how bad it is, bluebell. How many fingers am I holding up?”

If Jay was being completely honest, it looked like twelve, so that’s exactly what he said. Cole’s worried face was not reassuring in the slightest.

Nya’s voice flowed into his ear, and Jay sobbed. He wanted her, he wanted her so bad. “Jay, honey, I need you to talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“Some asshat spiked his drink,” Cole said briskly, shrugging off his suit jacket and draping it over Jay after seeing how hard the blue ninja was shaking. “He’s still conscious, but I don’t think he’s moving anytime soon. We’re in the hallway off to the left of the main room.”

Finally, the severity of the situation hit Jay: he had been drugged. Someone had deliberately sought him out and messed with his drink with ill intentions that Jay could only dream of, even though those dreams would actually be nightmares.

The thought of what could’ve happened if Cole hadn’t seen him go down made him sick to his stomach.

“I’ll be right there,” and Jay felt his lip start to wobble as the sobs rushed up his throat, because he wanted Nya here now and he was scared and he was too cold but too hot at the same time and he couldn’t move and Cole was mad at him and why was his vision tunneling and oh shit was it always this hard to breathe-

A hand tangled itself in his hair, gently freeing it from its prison of hair products as Jay gasped for air. “Stay with me, Bluejay. Nya’s on her way and then we’re getting you out of here. You’re gonna go home and we’re going to spoil you rotten, okay?”

His hands scrambled for something to hang onto, his fingertips unfeeling, and Cole was quick to put his other warm hand into Jay’s as he readjusted the makeshift blanket over Jay’s form. It wasn’t nearly as good as a shock blanket would’ve been but beggars can’t be choosers. Jay forced his body forward, landing clumsily on Cole’s chest as the earth ninja quickly compensated for the extra weight. “I want Nya.”

There was yelling from the main room that made it hard for Jay to hear what Cole was saying. “I know buddy, she’ll be here soon. I’m going to hold you just like this for a little while, okay?”

“Okay,” Jay whispered, feeling the tears start to soak into his brother’s suit, and First Master he hoped it was going to be okay. 

#whumptober 2023 #finn's writing #ninjago jay #ninjago fanfiction #lego ninjago #ninjago cole #ninjago whumptober #whumptober day 1

[sl33py-day]

Imposter AU with a twist Part 2!

Tw: Swearing, a bit of yandere Albedo, Your friend is a horrible person and gets slapped on the face with some Karma and Trauma.

A/n: I didn’t want to keep saying ‘Your friend’ so I named her Bethany and Beth. Also I feel like this blog is more of a crackfic blog since there’s barely any serious writing. But hey it’s fun to write. Someone wanted it and I hope I met the expectations

Day’s and weeks and a single month has passed since you descended to Teyvat from the bottomless pits of hell. People are still after your head, the pick me imposter still has not been visited by Karma, and you got a yandere, kinda. I’m saying kinda because Albedo is possessive of you and that’s all…..for now.

During the month of being in Minecraft survival mode some more characters believed you’re the OG creator. That and they just can’t handle your friend, who I shall name Bethany. Sorry to all Bethany’s but Imma steal your name real quick.

Diluc is a good example of not handling Bethany. He has told you that she would cry when a man, his brother and five other men, don’t pay attention to her. She would tell Childe to get her the most expensive gift and throw it away afterwards. He finds her annoying and one point he told you “If I had to choose between Kaeya and….the girl. I would choose Kaeya right away. That’s how annoying she is.”

Now here comes the fun part of this AU. The finding out that the imposter is the OG creator. Like I said the last part Karma is gonna slap her face sooner and later, well Karma not only slapped her but gave her the ultimate shoe slap, with a boot and high heel.

In the Imposter AU the only thing to tell from Imposter and Real apart was the golden child blood test thingy. There is one way where I feel like would be more funny and that is the ‘accident’ way.

The accident way is probably the most funniest way of people finding out that they fucked up. Imagine this, Your walking back to where ever the failed experiment is to give him the flowers he needed. But along the way your arm got scratched by a random branch. This y/n is clumsy they bump into things a lot and whenever they do they just rub off the pain until they or someone else tells them that they’re bleeding. So back to the branch thing, you got scratched by the lonely piece of wood and kept walking. Only to cross a certain traveler and they’re somehow flying food.

They cross paths, Aether doesn’t bother looking and has a place to be. Paimon on the other hand saw the gold shimmering blood and was like “Wait a MINUTE!”

“You there! Paimon has a very serious question!” Paimon yelled out but you kept on walking ignoring her as if she’s a ghost. That was until paimon told Aether and Aether is now chasing after you. Like I know I need my daily dose of adrenaline but why it gotta be like this?

While running Aether was yelling and Venti being the little shit he is heard it in the wind. Don’t ask me how that makes sense he’s the god of air. Now venti is in front of you and let’s skip a hour or two after.

Scratch that make one hour turn into 3 hours of no stop arguing. Not between you and the worshipers or overly simps but between you and Bethany.

Bethany Heard that people found you and wanted to see you uh turn the bye bye life light on. So she came in the most ugliest dress ever in the mind of y/n.

While being surrounded by the archons as they looked at you with disgust. You were on the ground with a sword against your neck. The archons believe that you put gold glitter on your arm to get the chance of stealing their graces spot? Does glitter even exist in Tevyat?

“You go to such lengths to steal our graces spotlight?!” Yelled Zhongli still having the pole arm against your neck. You are just sitting there on the floor slightly terrified because my god scary archons are more scarier then your mom.

“Sir, I didn’t even have a choice to look like that Beth Meth girl. It’s called Genes. GEN-NET-ICS.” You called out making everyone yell out insults. All of a sudden Bethany comes walking down as the people spread out like the sea. Everyone bowed and said praises.

“You really wearing that dress? It looks like something that Carella Deville would wear and honey that’s not necessarily a good thing” and that sent the lighter to the bomb.

“Well at least I have more things then you do. I would have an entire world after you are dead.” Beth’s sassy ass said as everyone is just wondering if you two know each other. Not only are you two fighting but Diluc and Aether are having to hold back Albedo so he doesn’t do….bad things.

Back to Beth with the meth fighting match. The light you started finally reached the bomb having Bethany spill everything she has done, on earth and Teyvat out loud. My god she did more stuff than you thought.

“You are always in the fucking way! Nothing I do to you ever works! I had to take money from you so your parents would hate you so you would feel shitty because of them. I spread rumors of you so people hated you. Hell I even practiced make up so people would believe you hit me!”

That’s not even the tip of the ice burg and yet many many people are in a state of shock that they are frozen in place. Oh and albedo? Ya Diluc and Aether are having a struggle. With the bomb being set off nothing is stopping Bethany to say anything and everything she has done to you. What are you doing? Letting her scream and yell since Karma is coming closer and closer.

“Then when I was Teleported here people said I was a god! They treated me better than you! I got the attention I wanted! No one was gonna try and steal the spotlight if they did I would just send someone to kill them. I have men at my fingertips so if someone insulted me or I found the person annoying I would send them to kill the person. Easy Peasy just make up a reason and they’ll do it.”

After she said that many people gasped and a few people yelled “Is that why my son/daughter went missing/were found dead?!” Yeah what a shocker now. The once looked up god is now the imposter and committed more crimes then the Fatui. She was about to say more but you stopped her.

“You did all that? Dear you’re worse than the American government and the Fatui combined. I’ll tell you why people were nice to me and not you.” You stood up with you hands behind your back. No one stopped you they wanted to see what would happen. “I’m genuinely nice to people and they do it back but some don’t. Take yourself for example, I was nice to you. I checked up on you everyday to make sure you where ok but you did all this instead.”

Bethany’s face was more redder then Diluc and a tomato together. She was furious that you came an ruined everything. She started to shout nonsense as you backed away slowly. She didn’t notice so she kept throwing insults after insults while you were all the way in the back with albedo.

Some hydro slimes and cryo slimes were walking around her as they were just doing Slime things. But one electro slime made a mistake of walking in front of her and, by accident or not, zapping her feet slightly. She let out a screech and hopped from one foot to another. Since the hydro slimes were walking around her they made the ground slightly wet. Thanks to the cryo slimes they made the slightly wet ground icy and slippery.

So while she was hopping she slipped on the ice. Fortunately or unfortunately you guys were by a cliff of some sort. I think you know what happened, she fell down but survived as the cliff wasn’t that high. So yay?

After she fell you stood there for a few minutes before saying “Ah, Karma did give her a punch in the face after all……But that seemed planed.” You looked at the slimes with a suspicious face. The hydro slime just turned around and walked away while the electro slime was like “oh this Leaf on the floor is so interesting wow” what is the cryo slime doing? Looking over the cliff where Bethany feel almost mocking her. “Haha bish you slipped” is what the cryo slime is probably thinking.

#Yandere genshin #yandere genshin x reader #yandere albedo #imposter sagau #Imposter AU #genshin impact sagau #Male reader #gender neutral reader #Karen #yandere SAGAU #Karma

[soupthecoolest]

CnD!

alright! so CnD, or "Creation and Destruction" is my homebrew "dnd" campaign!! i have dnd in quotes just cause. well my autism got too strong and i made an entire handbook with my own mechanics LMAO so it's really it's own Thing at this point. which is super cool n fun. after everything's been wrapped up i might publish that handbook but WE SHALL SEE.

anyway CnD is my own personal excuse to make my friends rp with me and my crazy ocs. SO.

it all started when the 11 party members crashed on the beach in a town they'd never seen before. looked totally normal until at the end of the first session they found a portal!

jumping in, that just... kept happening. small adventure, portal, repeat. with no end in sight. as the party began questioning why all this was happening, they met these two little FREAKS named mayhem and maelstrom. (i'll add all refs i have below!!)

anyway mae n may mentioned an elusive “She” that they’re working for, which led my players down an insane conspiracy rabbit hole in which they guessed 90% of hullabaloo’s vibe based on a PRONOUN. ONE PRONOUN I DROPPED I CAN’T TELL THESE MFS ANYTHING

next, they met pandemonium, (@weedsmokingbfs's oc!!! owe you my life muppy) who told them that: these portals aren't taking them place to place, it's transporting them around purgatory. and they've all died.

since then it's been up to the party to navigate their purpose, how to escape, all of it.

then they met bedlam, who explained to them this crazy prophecy and the reason they're all trapped there, which connects to a decision he made 800 years earlier.

enter callie.

my god this is so much to explain IM CRAZY ok. so callie and dee (@percexe) had been meeting in the void for centuries. he'd see callie there when he died and never knew why. 2 idiots had an unspoken pact to not talk about their pasts, but boy they should've!

it would've revealed that callie is actually named chaos, and directly related to all the other crazy clowns they'd meet across the campaign.

they're called the Story, the main 6 pantheon of gods i've set up in this universe! so we've got (in order of like. "hierarchy")

mayhem and maelstrom: gods of war and balance (he/they)

pandemonium: trickster god of illusion (he/it)

bedlam: god of magic and prophecy (he/him)

hullabaloo: goddess of joy, day, and spontaneity (she/her)

chaos: goddess of narration, night, and tradition (she/he)

the Story are basically the worlds most fucked up family, all considering each other brother and sister. in the beginning they were fine, but as time went on things just naturally got more and more messed, and now everything is just a nightmare

chaos and hullabaloo are kinda a tier above the rest of the story, part of their own subset called the Storytellers.

hullabaloo wanted more power and betrayed chaos, trapping her in the void for eternity, as she wanted to rule the universe herself. which all circles back to how callie met dee.

in the void, chaos didn't feel like himself and took on the name calypso, which is how she introduced herself to dee once they met.

and nobody found out anything out of a series of insane miscommunications and lack of info! what fun!

but now in the campaign timeline, everyone's basically caught up. we've finished the first season and are heading into the second in a couple weeks!!! also excuse if this feels rushed at all it's because it is <3 LMFAO there's just so much with CnD, this barely scratches the surface.

there's so much i couldn't cover here like the prophecy binding the party to purgatory, bedlam's entire role in that, the mages, etc. we're like 25 sessions in and so far i've planned 40 more. i am SO normal!!!!

PLEASEEE ask about it if you're curious!! im so insane about my campaign it is my pride and joy :]]

in order there: hullabaloo, chaos, bedlam, pandemonium, and mayhem and maelstrom! ART CREDS for pandemonium and may&mae refs @weedsmokingbfs !!! once more muppy i owe u all my beans

#cnd #dnd #dnd campaign #ASK ME ABOUT MY CAMPAIGN IM CRAZY #clowncore #circuscore #oc #oc art #homebrew #dnd homebrew

[lythea-creation]

Caught on Camera - Shams x fem reader (Chapter 8)

Chapter 1

Previous Chapter

warnings: none

word count: 1.186

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When I woke up in the morning I immediately noticed that the space next to me was empty. Apparently Shams had already left.

I was torn between the urge to look for her and the urge to take a shower first. Considering how dirty I was feeling I decided for a shower and got dressed in some of Shams' clothes, hoping that she would not be mad. I was not too eager to get back in uniform.

When I left her room and moved upstairs I could already hear some chatting and laughing, followed by a delicious smell.

Shams and Omar where sitting at the kitchen table while an unfamiliar woman, most likely their mom, was making breakfast.

Shams flashed me a smile as soon as she saw me, leading her brother to raise an eyebrow.

“I didn't know you could smile”, he teased her, a big grin planted on his face.

“Oh, shut up!”, she demanded and slapped his shoulder.

“Good morning, (f/n). Shams already told me that you're here. I'm Nayan. Nice to have you here”, she greeted me.

“Thanks”, I replied, suddenly feeling shy.

It should not be a big deal. After all she was just a mom of a friend. But after last night Shams' and my relationship was somehow feeling more intimate than that of a casual friend.

“I already thought you'd miss breakfast”, Shams proposed. “Didn't wanna wake you up though.”

I sat down next to her as Omar was sitting across from her, while sending her a small smile as a reply.

“Oh, by the way, (f/n). Ali told me that he wanted to message you, but that he didn't have your number. Do you mind?”, Omar wondered.

For a second Shams' face fell, but she quickly hid it again. Maybe I had just imagined it.

“Nah. I don't have insta or tiktok. But Shams can give you my number. Although you can tell him right away that I'm not interested in any more than friendship”, I declared.

“Alright. I'll tell him”, he assured me.

“So what are you all up to today?”, Nayan inquired as she placed all the food on the table.

“This looks delicious. Thank you”, I proclaimed.

“It's nothing really”, she brushed it off.

I could not even remember the last time my mom had made breakfast for me. So it kinda was a big deal.

“I'm gonna study and later meet up with the guys”, Omar announced while digging into breakfast.

“Do you wanna hang out today?”, Shams asked me.

“Sure. I'll text my mom, if you can get me a charger. My phone died on me”, I pointed out.

We all continued talking during breakfast and afterwards cleaned everything up together. To my surprise I enjoyed doing chores for once. It was a whole different thing when you were spending time together while doing it.

“So what do you wanna do?”, Shams questioned back in her room.

My phone was already charging by now.

“Let's finish the school project first. So we won't have to think about that anymore. Then we can do something fun”, I suggested.

Knowing that we would hang out after finishing was a great motivator for me, leading to seemingly endless concentration.

After one more hour we were finally done with the project, putting everything away contently.

“I'm beat”, Shams declared. “How about some video games?”

“Oh yeah”, I agreed excited. “What do you have?”

We settled on a car racing game. Shams was incredibly good at it.

“Finished”, she announced once again.

“How do you do that so fast?”, I complained.

“Not that hard”, she claimed, a teasing grin on her face.

I should have kept my eyes on the road because I ended up crashing my car, thanks to looking at her.

“You should probably practice some more though”, she suggested, her voice dripping with amusement.

“Yeah, I get it! I'm just a hopeless case”, I half-joked.

“How about some other game then?”, Shams questioned.

But no matter how many games we tried, Shams always won. No matter how hard I tried and how relaxed she appeared.

“So what is it with you and Ali?”, Shams asked casually.

“We just talked at Omar's party. That's all”, I brushed it off. “Why?”

“Just curious”, she claimed.

Suddenly my phone started ringing, ripping me out of the flow of the game. Of course it had to be now out of all times when I was finally getting the upper hand for once.

I put my controller aside and hurried over to my phone to accept the call.

“Hey, mom”, I greeted her.

“Hey, sorry to bother you, (f/n). But could you come home and help me with the garden, please? Tasmana is on vacation, remember? And you know I always ruin the garden. It already looks horrendous. It can't wait any longer”, she ranted.

“Okay, mom. Calm down. It's alright. Can you pick me up though?”, I requested.

“Of course! I'll be right there”, she declared and hung up.

I sighed. “I gotta head out”, I enlightened Shams.

Her smile quickly fell. “Oh, okay.”

“I'll bring your clothes to school if that's alright”, I suggested, already grabbing my backpack.

“Sure. I'll accompany you to the door”, she remarked.

I said goodbye to Nayan on the way out. Omar was probably in his room as I did not see him anywhere around.

Shams followed me outside, waiting with me for my mom.

“Shams”, I called out her name, taking a deep breath to gather my courage. “Thank you for last night. You know … comforting me like that. Nobody's ever done that and you were there for me so many times already. I still feel like a jerk for treating you so badly before. You really deserve better.”

Her dark eyes met mine. “I didn't do that much. And you changed and apologized. There's nothing more you can do. So apology accepted”, she noted.

As none of us was breaking eye-contact, we were simply staring at each other.

The space between us was shrinking as my heart was bumping against my chest.

The vibration in my pocked startled me so much that I literally jumped backwards, almost falling over in the process.

“I'm here. Are you coming out?”, my mom wondered.

She could not see us because the gate was closed.

“On my way”, I promised and hung up again.

“See you at school then”, Shams stated.

I nodded and sent her a quick smile followed by a short “bye” before heading to the car.

I had not imagined the tension between us, right?

“Hey”, my mom greeted me once again. “Are you okay? Your face is really red. Are you getting a fever?”

“I'm fine”, I mumbled, my head full of questions.

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Finally the next chapter! I hope it was worth the wait. Just so you know, your messages are the reason I'm posting this already. If you hadn't texted me, the chapter wouldn't be ready rn. So if you like to read something, writing comments, messages and asks is the best way to get it asap. And I'm always happy when you tell me that you enjoy my stories.

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#al rawabi school for girls #shams x reader #female reader #lgbtqia #romance #fluff #drama

[pain-suffering-even]

various headcanons that i forgot aren't actually canon

just the koreans cause if i did everyone at once, we would be here forever

Jongin and Yoonho were both part of the Fiend Guild, and that's where their rivalry started, by competing for vice guildmaster

Jongin rescued a cat from Jeju during their first raid and smuggled her back in his cape. Her name is Kiwi. He had to get a new cape because she uses his old one to sleep

Byungyu and Yoonho are childhood friends. Byungyu would always defend Yoonho, because he was so much of a softie and a crybaby as a kid

Yoonho has like. A bajillion animals at home. At some point when he's walking his dogs during a hot summer, he goes topless, and the picture reaches the papers so fast. It gets brought up in almost every single argument with Jongin

Taegyu will eat sour candy until his mouth bleeds and it sends Byungyu insane

Eunseok was an S rank assassin part of the Fame Guild, and was best friends with Byungyu and Haein

Haein was first vice of the Fame Guild before Jongin created the Hunter's Guild and stole her (he promised her no paperwork if she joined, and she was sold)

Hwang Dongsu used to be part of the Knights Guild. He joined, thinking as an S ranker he would immediately become the guild leader. When that didn't happen, he began searching overseas, where Thomas Andre ran into him and picked him up

Byungyu felt too guilty to dedicate himself to one guild, and so he freelances for a high price, so this way he can help more people instead of being tied down. It made it easier to retire, too. The running joke is that he wants to join the Hunters Association

Taegyu and Dongwook had a healthy rivalry between the Fiend and Fame guild. They don't know where Jongin and Yoonho learned to be rivals like that

The Fiend Guild used to be no. 1 until Jongin rose to the top by recruiting Haein and gathering a lot of attention by being a guild leader as a mage

Taegyu and Jongin still talk often. Jongin always makes fun of Taegyu for being ancient and forgotten and Taegyu calls him an arrogant brat. They would die for one another

Just before he became no. 1, Jongin had a really bad fight with Hwang Dongsu. It wasn't unusual, because most other S rankers despise him, since he was blatantly power hungry and bloodthirsty. Because Jongin lost, he ended up leaving Taegyu and the Fiend Guild and created his own guild in an attempt to prove his strength

Jongin despises Yoonho for hiring Hwang Dongsu's brother, Dongsuk, because he still holds a grudge

Jinchul doesn't like Taegyu very much, because he kept trying to bribe him to join the Fiend Guild. They're ok now, especially now that the Fiend Guild isn't no. 1, but Jinchul avoids Taegyu still

Go Gunhee used to pretend actually entertaining the idea of letting Jinchul join a guild until Jinchul told him it was causing problems on his end (Thomas got sad Gunhee said no and Jinchul was terrified that sadness would turn to anger)

During the holidays, Yoonho always takes his dogs and one cat back home with him. Byungyu also goes, so it's become a sort of yearly roadtrip for them. Yoonho usually asks Taegyu or Haein to pet-sit the rest of his animals while he's away

Haein likes fast food restaurants. Neither Jongin nor Dongwook understand why, but she drags them there all the same

Jinchul appreciates Byungyu and Haein, since they always mediate Yoonho and Jongin whenever he isn't around to stop them. It doesn't always work, but at least they tried

Haein doesn't know Jinchul is the origin for her nickname, The Dancer, because he was creating her hunter profile and was mesmerized by the way she fought. He mentioned it to Go Gunhee, and it kinda spiraled from there

#solo leveling #only i level up #head canons #long post #choi jongin #cha hae in #min byung gyu #baek yoonho #lim taegyu #woo jinchul #ma dongwook #go gunhee #mentions of other characters #start rambling/ #whats the ship name for woo jinchul and cha haein... because i love them lmao #the two of them? plus sung jinwoo as a poly? lives in my head RENT FREE #also i headcanon taegyu as a dad figure #if that isnt obvious lmao #i realized i have SO MUCH LORE AND ALL OF IT MADE UP #its not my fault the manhwa was a little bland with its side characters!!! #although now that theyre coming out with lore updates... im smad (sad mad) #I WANT TO RESPECT CANON BUT ALSO. IM ATTACHED TO MY CANON #anywayyy i havent posted in so long. so. here yall go #so many more individual headcanons to get through... ill get around to it... someday #hope you enjoyed i whipped this up at work on a whim working on my new fic #MY FIC #GO READ AMERICA PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I PROMISE ILL FINISH THIS ONE (lying) #ao3 is the same as my tumblr handle but theres underscores (_) instead of the dashes (-) #/end rambling

[sunnyie-eve]

Special Bond || 1. A Feeling

Paring: (Paul Lost Boys x Original female character Emerson cousin!)

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: slight language, cute interactions

Next: You Got a Little

Someday love will find you True love won't desert you You know I still love you Though we touched and went our separate ways

Katherine parks her bike, which kept breaking down on her, as she walks towards her work. "Sorry, I'm slightly late Maria. My bike broke down on me again for a few minutes on the way here." She walks into the shop for her shift. "Good thing we are hardly ever busy and Max hasn't been by. Now, on the other hand, your boys have." Maria gives her a look smiling. "They're not my boys." Katherine laughs.

There was this group of four boys that would always come in and bother her. She found them slightly creepy at first but she kinda gave them a pass for being good-looking. Not to mention she did have decent conversations with them over time it developed a small friendship with them. But she was still cautious of them since she only saw them when she worked nights and they were kind of a gang and were super mysterious.

"Lies, all lies." Maria laughs working as Katherine gets the tapes to go put away. As she was working Paul walks back in and Maria points in Katherine's direction with a smile. He gives her a head nod making his way over to her. "You're late, Kitty." He speaks up making her turn to face him. "By twenty minutes because my bike broke down on the way here again but I got it to start again to get here." She turns back around to work.

Out of the four boys, she found Paul was the best looking, even though they were all attractive, and was the easiest to get along with right away. The second was Marco then Dwayne and last David. David still slightly made her uncomfortable at times but it was hard to explain why she didn't mind the uncomfortable feeling.

"Paul, I have work to do. What do you want?" She laughs looking at him. "You, to talk to." He gives her a smile. "Go talk to the guys, who are basically your brothers. I'm working right now." She huffs trying to ignore how he was looking at her. "But this is the only time I can see you." He leans closer to her. "That's not my fault." She doesn't look at him. "It is your fault though." He says making her turn to face him. "How is it my fault?" One of her eyebrows raises. "You never want to hang out with us." He leans against the wall. "Because I have work and during the day you guys are never around. You guys are basically vampires." She of course jokes but Paul eyes her.

"What time are you off?" Paul steps closer to her. "I'm not telling you because you already know the answer to your question. You guys always seem to be waiting outside before I get off." She tries her hardest not to turn her head to look at him. "That's just by coincidence." He lies to her and she knew that. "Sure, Paul." She turns her head giving him a smile. Paul turns his head as the other three show up making Christine look over at them as well. "Boys." She smiles. "Kitty." David gives her a smile. "We lost you." Marko leans on Paul. "Had a feeling you came back here." Dwyane leans on the other side of Katherine. "As I told Paul, I have work to do." She goes to a different section with them following her.

"Can you make time for us after work?" David eyes her putting taps on the shelf. "And if I can't?" She smiles to herself. "We can just kidnap you from this place and go have fun." Marko messes with her hair as he passes her. "If you do that, I'll get in trouble with Max." She explains to them. "Trust me, Max won't care if you ditched to be with us." David gives her a look as she looks over at him. "And you how this how?" She raises an eyebrow. "He'll let you have a pass because he treats you like a daughter. What do you say?" David stares her down with a smile. She looks at the others smiling as well as they wait for an answer. "I guess one night won't kill me. But if he gets mad at me... I'm painting you four as the bad guys like I didn't have a choice." She goes to get her jacket and tells Maria she's out. "Don't do anything you might regret." Maria gives her a wink as Katherine heads out with the guys cheering.

"You are going to have the night of your life!" Paul picks Katherine up running around making her squeal. Marko runs over and they both put an arm around her as they walk around laughing. "Are we going to try tonight?" Dwayne asks David watching the three goof off. "I want to but the question is Max's blood like he wants or go against him with ours mixed?" David keeps his eyes on Kat. "You want to go against Max?" Dwayne looks at him surprised. "Not really but this is Katherine we're talking about turning." David looks at him. "And Max wants her in the family so we have to use his blood. He's the boss." Dwayne says making David roll his eyes.

The five end up having so much fun on the boardwalk for hours, Katherine didn't want the night to end. "My grandpa is going to be upset with me because of how late I'm out." She looks at her watch. "The night isn't over yet. We haven't even shown you the cave yet." Marko shakes her in his arms. "I don't know." She sighs. "You'll love it." Paul gives her a smile and she sees David looking at her. "Why not." She smiles going to their bikes but hers was missing. "What fucking asshole!" She growls. "It was a piece of shit anyways." Paul rubs her shoulders. "It was my ride still." She moves his hands off her annoyed someone stole hers. "Let's just go have more fun and it will take your mind off it." Dwayne tells her. "You can ride with me." Paul leans down into her ear.

She hops on the back of his bike wrapping her arms around his waist and liked the feeling making Paul smile. "Hold on." He tells her before they all take off to the cave. Katherine enjoyed the ride there having way more fun holding onto Paul than if she was to ride alone. When they get to the cave she wasn't surprised to see Star and Laddie. Katherine knew they were part of the group. She and Star have talked many times. Actually, she would say she knew Star a lot better than the guys. "Kat!" Laddie runs over giving her a hug. Katherine hangs out with Star when she comes by the store and she treated Laddie like a little brother.

Star looks at David and knew they were going to try to get Kat to drink Max's blood. She didn't want Katherine to be like her and Laddie, but she also felt that if she was things would be different in a good way. "You finally gave in to coming here." Star walks over to Kat. "Yeah. It's nice and I've had a fun night with the boys." She tells her truthfully. "Thirsty?" David asks her. "I'm good. Thank you though." Katherine gives him a smile. "Don't accept any red drinks from them. Trust me unless you want to end up like us." Star whispers making Kat look at her confused. "Okay." She trusts her because Star has never made her feel uneasy.

"Let's dance!" Paul shouts turning on the music so Marko grabs Katherine making her dance with him. She gives in having fun with the guys and could tell David wanted to ask multiple times during the night if she wanted a sip out of the bottle. But he never asked again after she turned down the first offer. He kept thinking was it the right thing to do with Max's blood. Yes, he was the boss but Katherine was special to the boys. Especially, Paul, he was head over heels for her. They all were but mostly him. They wanted to be her sire, not Max.

"Want me to give you a ride home?" David asks as they were all just relaxing now after some time. "Or I could do it?" Marko raises his hand. "Umm, sure. Why not." Katherine gives David a head nod. "I will see you, boys, tomorrow at work. Am I correct?" She laughs getting up. "You know it." Dwayne gives her a wink. "Night guys. Laddie, Star." She waves leaving the cave with David.

The ride with David was different than with Paul. She couldn't exactly describe the feeling. It didn't feel as right and comfortable like it was with Paul, but a feeling that she was safe with David as she held onto him. "Thanks for the ride." She hopes off his bike. "It's what friends do." He gives her a smile staring into her eyes. She's always known he had blue eyes but staring into them she had this whole new feeling hit her. "Don't look at me like that." She laughs, breaking eye contact. "Like what?" He smiles more and the dude hardly ever smiled like this. "You know what." She shakes her head not understanding why she suddenly was shy. "I know you should start hanging out with us more. It's fun, right. Kind of feels like you're at home..."

"Sorta it's hard to explain but yes it's fun. You guys aren't that bad or scary to be around. You know, before tonight... You used to make me feel uncomfortable but at the same time, I didn't mind it. You all did at first but there's just this-," David cuts her off, "A feeling you can't explain." She nods her head. "I know what you mean. As soon as we saw you, we had this feeling too. We knew we had to get close to you." He stares her down. "I should get inside before my grandpa goes bat shit crazy on me." She laughs. "Goodnight, Kitty." David says her nickname the boys called her in a tone making her get a slight smile. "Night, David." She heads over to the house.

#lost boys #the lost boys #lost boys 1987 #david lost boys #paul lost boys #dwayne lost boys #marko lost boys #david tlb #dwayne tlb #paul tlb #marko tlb #michael lost boys #michael tlb #michael emerson #david powers #paul harris #dwayne stephens #marko thompson

[georgiapeach30513]

Goldilocks & the Three Men, Part 5

Summary:  will you live happily ever after with bears?  And who saved you?

Pairings:  Sam/Dean/Castiel X Reader

Rating:  mild

Warnings:  language, talks of werebears, mentions of a breeding kink, death of a major character, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  2K

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Series Masterlist

“What did he tell you?” the shorter man almost screams at you. “Are you on the apples now?”

“Dean,” the taller one throws a hand out to place his hand to the other’s chest. “She’s in shock look at her,” he turns to look at you, “I’m Sam, this is my brother Dean. Have you eaten apples today? They kinda favor using the apples. Being um…are you on apples?”

“No, I don’t think so. Not today.”

“Which ones have you eaten?” he asks calmly, walking closer to you.

“The first day in the woods, I had a bite of a green one, but they kept feeding me the red ones. They were baked in things.”

“Dammit. The green ones. Fucking Andy,” Dean holds his fingers in his eyes, his whole face scrunched up. “What did he tell you?”

“The green ones bind you to the…I’m stuck here, aren’t I?” both of them nod their head, and when Steve stirs a bit, Dean kicks him. “And they can make you fall in a deep sleep, or can be a deadly poison. And the red…is he really a bear? Have I been…I’m gonna be sick.”

“Werebear actually. The other two are harmless, minus a bit painful to the woman they want to mate with at first.  From what they told us, you would get adjusted to it,” Dean gives you a bright smile, and then shakes his head. “This son of bitch won’t quit eating them. You’re like number…”

Sam looks over at you, and he sees your face fall, “Three. There was just three before you. You are the first one Mr. Baby has called to. We had hoped you wouldn’t answer. You had a strange pull, huh? The little black bear ate from the green apple tree?”

“A tree that no other tree is around. All of you are the same, see a cute bear, and you ate a stupid green apple because it did?” it’s true, you nod your head at him. You had figured if a bear was okay to eat the apple, you would be as well.

“What’s the deal with the apples?”

“Green ones equal poison. Certain death with potion, except true loves kiss. It keeps you in the woods. Not that it would have been easy to get out. Red ones can equal glamour. You get a kind of high from it. Your bears keep you fed with apples so you don’t see them shift. They can’t control it when they’re having fun. They want to mate with you, and judging by the looks of you, they have. He,” Dean points at Steve still passed out cold.

“He always halts the process. They’re the only werebears left. Trust me, we’ve looked. They want to have a den full of cubs. But that trash, he ate a yellow apple and now he can’t quit eating the girls.”

Sam gives his brother a smack, and you look around the woods, you didn’t miss it. “Yellow apples?”

“Dean, no.”

“The dark one, they’re his and his brothers,” you feel yourself going faint, but Sam catches you. “One of the brothers, he’s good. A good…”

A man appears in front of Dean, scowling at him. “She is an outsider.”

“So are we.”

“Dean, you can’t expect a human that has been brainwashed with apples to understand in one sitting.”

“Go on, do your thing. The big ones claimed her. Check and see,” Dean points over at you, and you watch horrified when the other man walks closer to you.

“I’m Castiel, I have no intentions of hurting you. Can I check your stomach?” unsure why, but a calmness washes over you, and you allow the man with kind blue eyes to touch your stomach. “You still have a choice. But I doubt you’ll change your mind. I see it in your eyes, you’ve fallen.”

“What does that even mean?”

“They want you to be a breeder for them,” Dean all but shouts. “They need to create more werebears.”

“What about…?” giving a point over to the past out Steve.

“Nothing can save him. Unless you kill him with some green apple potion, and if you’re his true love, it may reset him.”

“No!” Dean growls. “This is a joke. May reset him. His brothers said there’s no use. He had the yellow apples. No he’s corrupt. You can’t fix it. You can’t. And who told him the way to the yellow apples? Who had a vendetta against the bears? Hmm? They’re not even supposed to know about those damn things.”

Looking at Castiel, you start backing away. Needing to find Ari and Sy, and just pretend this was all a nightmare. With your severe distress, you feel a pull to find them.  “I’ve never eaten the yellow ones,” Castiel informs you. “It’s a lot. Sam and Dean are human from the outside world. I brought them here. There’s…things throughout the woods. When they have all found their true love, mate, whatever, and we get rid of my brothers. Everything can go back. You’ll be given a choice to leave.”

“Who’s Andy?”

“The woodcutter,” Sam states dully.

“How did he cause the green apples?”

“Tried to cut the red ones down, it worked, but the green ones grew in its place, overnight, and the red one was bigger than ever. His brother Ransom…this curse is partially his fault,” Dean is always quick to divulge in more facts on the mysterious woods. Not caring how crazy it all sounds.

“So they’re princes?” all three nod at you. “Princes and faeries, Steve said. You’re a faerie?” you look only at Castiel, and with a smile he expands his wings. The bright white that almost looks silver spread out beautifully.  They glitter, making the clearing at the apple trees glow.

“I am. My brothers, they’re wings are black as night. Tricksters. Don’t believe a word they say. They created the cruel joke of the apples. Shall we get you back home, miss? It’s late and I know your bears will start looking for you,” you start to ask about Steve, but Dean only grunts.

“It would be best just to kill him, but we’ll leave it up to them. If they’re wanting to give him another chance, that’s on them.”

“I have more questions,” you whisper as you grab ahold of Castiel’s arm, letting him lead you back to your cottage.

“I’m sure you do. Learning the origins of these woods would take more than one afternoon. Maybe while Sam and Dean are doing their job? We could have some apple tea, and start at the beginning.”

You look over to him, and he chuckles. “I’m only kidding. Just regular tea. And we’ll have to see what the daddy and papa want to do with Stevie and you.”

“Why me?”

“They’ll want to keep you, protect you. That’ll be one less person who has found their true love, and it could take longer to break the curse.  If you stayed with us, you’d have to go to our bunker, and...you’ll be there an uncertain amount of time.”

“Wait…you’re talking about someone else with them?” you don’t like it. Don’t like the sounds of them being with anyone else. A deep jealousy of thinking about them with some else stirs in your belly, and you feel the bile move up your throat.

“Look at her eyes,” Dean points at you, and looks towards your eyes. “They really got to you, huh? We’ve never seen what happens if Steve doesn’t eat you. You’re willingly wanting to go back to them, knowing they just want to fuck you dumb and have you give them bear cubs?”

Him and Sam lift the body of Steve up as they join Castiel and you back to the homey cottage. Other than Steve feeling just right, there was a gut feeling that something was off with him.  He always seemed to be lurking about waiting for his chance to pounce.

“You act like that is a bad life,” Castiel snorts out a laugh with Sam while Dean glares.

“Says the woman who just has to lay there, while me and Sammy have been killing tales and searching for the damn faeries for years. Just fighting the faeries, and nothing changes. Those damn apples. Andy had to try and chop down the tree and now we’ve got a bigger problem. And where’s Andy? Oh he’s just supposed to be guarding the trees. But one little sliver of red and he’s gone.”

“He’s ranting, again,” Sam whispers to Castiel. “He does this. We can’t find the lair. He thinks they’re keeping someone there.”

“Not someone, Sammy. My girl. I could happily do this damn job, but I have to be saddled up with the likes of you two. Alone. And then these tales, just keep getting these women from out there,” his body spins around in the forest looking. “And we have to stay single?”

“I mean there’s men that share one woman,” Sam points to you. “You could have seven.”

“Who would want that.”

“Oh it happening right now. She’s happy and exhausted. Protected and loved. Dean is a bit jealous. And I’m not sure why he thinks that they have a girl in a cage,” Castiel shakes his head. Looking into the distance you see the cottage, and even Castiel feels the glow coming off of you. “You feel it don’t you? Home.”

“I smelled her on the faeries. They have her wherever they’re hiding. She is there. She smells like…”

“Ari! Sy!” you scream at the two gigantic men. Rushing up to them, and they hold onto you tightly. They’re large hands feeling around you, and making sure you’re fine.

When they see who you’re walking with, they shove you behind them. “We told you we didn’t want trouble,” Dean and Sam drop Steve’s body down in front of them. “What did he do?”

“Trying to kill another one. She hasn’t taken. I warned you about his slimy ass,” grabbing up his axe, Sy walks closer to Steve, and Ari holds you tight against his chest. Trying to shield you from whatever Sy is doing.

Quickly he swings the axe high, and slams it on Steve’s neck. “Does that settle that?” Sy grunts out.

“Yes.”

“We’re no harm to anyone,” Sy moves back over to your body, lifting you up like a child and holds you tight to his body.  His large mitt of a hand, smoothly running over your back.

“He was gonna eat her,” Dean looks over the dead body of Steve and stomps his foot. “I wanted to kill him.”

“You brought him here.”

“Can you keep your play thing from wandering around?” Sam gives you a crooked little smirk, and looks between your two bears. “It didn’t take. And she knows about the apples. Maybe don’t keep her doped up on them now. She also knows that you’re bears. Steve was changing without her on apples.”

With a final wave the two brother set off, chasing more tales, and extending his wings, Castiel flies into the canopy. The three of them still looking for the dark faeries. Those two big beefy men look at you, and Ari lets out a sighs, “you know we’re bears, and you’re still…”

“Ari, feel,” his hand presses up against your heart. “She’s got that glow. You’re home.”

“It feels right.”

“And you’re okay with giving us cubs?” Ari asks, his hand feeling around your tummy.

“Are you okay with not giving me apples all the time?”

Sy swings you around to carry you bridal style, giving you a jolly smile. “Goldie, you were passing out before we ever knotted in you, and that’s with the glamour. We’ll get there. And you’ll give us a house full of cubs?”

“I’ll give you whatever you need, if you just give me you two.”

“Do you think you can handle thick and big ole bears?” Ari’s mouth already starts connecting to your neck, a mixture of biting and kissing you. “Where are we going to sleep?”

“Steve’s bed,” you blurt out, and the both of them look at you oddly. “It felt just right.”

You have no doubt that these two werebears were going to do everything in their power to protect you, love you, and make sure you were kept full always. And without a doubt, the three of you (and hopefully a litter more) would live happily ever after!

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#Goldilocks and the three men #goldilocks and the 3 men #modern day fairy tale AU #ari levinson #ari levinson x reader #captain syverson #syverson x reader #captain syverson x reader #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel

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Apologies if I've asked this before, I don't know how to check ask history, but what do you think of the theory that Lena isn't just a shadow? Theory goes that she's actually Poe's daughter, and actually Magica's niece, she just got messed up in a magic experiment and lost chunks of her memory. I'd love to see a comic of the three girls figuring that out, and/or finding Poe, and or shenanigans involving any of this XD

i have a fever lets see if i an be coherent about this :D

So I kinda really like that Magica and Poe are among the Loving Families Can Be Evil Actually rep crowd.

They WERE loving siblings. They had fun together! They looked out for each other and cared about each other! They even did the whole hold hands to help channel magic thing, like Lena does with HER friends and family!

Poe even jumped in front of the magic blast for his sister-Losing Poe has Magica on her knees begging her brother to come back, for someone to help save him, she'll give anything if only-!

Magica goes BEGH at friendship, but she and Poe were friends. They were family the way the McDucks are all family.

... result of this is, for me, it's like.... if Lena had EVER been part of that... if she'd been Poe's daughter, by blood or magic or adoption..

if she'd EVER been part of Magica's family...

I have a hard time imagining Magica doing what she did to Lena.

Or rather, it'd kinda take the fun out of her and Poe's brand of Evil Love if she did?

that scribble i did once of Webby wishing Lena had always had a loving family and meeting happily evil Lena De Spell is where my brain goes when it comes to Magica ever thinking Lena as her actual niece. Can you imagine Magica being so proud of her niece's gruesomely florid poetry about destroying a neighboring village? Her glee teaching Lena how to use Poe's amulet to curse people?

but if we're trying to fit into actual canon instead of an alternate reality...

It's not impossible.

Maybe, oh, Poe made a shadow kid for himself one day, out of boredom, or grabbed a village orphan after helping to orphan them.

He tried his best but his idea of fun was terrifying and the kid/shadow (Lena) kept trying to run away bc yeah, being adopted by the De Spells was better than getting turned into a frog, but not by a whole lot tbh

and Magica put up with it to humor her brother, even if she found 'it' annoying

But then once Poe was gone, the kid was just a nasty reminder that he WAS gone, so while she couldn't bring herself to, like, bump if off bc what if Poe comes back someday what if-

so just she punted it into the shadow realm for safe keeping or whatever.

Then later she needed something to have a body so her shadow could ride around on it until the next eclipse and hey, turns out the scrap of Poe's shadow/magic/whatever that Lena got from him isn't as bound to the dime as the rest of Magica is! Perfect!

she punts Lena back out of the shadow realm and hitchhikes on her 'niece' for the next fifteen years, getting more and more bitter that this little wretch is still here when Poe is not

cue banishing and rejecting Lena during the shadow wars. wee!

Poe would be turning over in his grave if she'd ever had the chance to make one for him

That's a thing I could imagine, I guess.

Harder for me to imagine Lena caring one way or the other.

Canon her doesn't seem to have had any happy family memories before getting rolled up with the McDucks/Sabrewings. Missing memories is a really hard to pull off without a lot of set up and care, otherwise it just comes out of nowhere and feels... weird.

My brain is better at branching off of canon than completely rewriting it anyway, so for me, if Lena was Poe's daughter at some point, she didn't enjoy it

And if she DID lose memories or something, her distrust and dislike of Magica still wouldn't make her super eager to meet Magica's brother either, technical dad status or no. More of an Oh Great Now There's Two Of Them situation

She might help Magica look for him someday, out of shared sisterly understanding, maybe. Since she has Violet now. And is SUPER protective of her own sister.

Losing a sibling/fear of losing them could be a shared thing for her and Magica. Or a way for her to understand Poe.

like, sure he was EVIL, but he saved his sister, and that's something she could understand and appreciate

Or maybe if Webby had the idea that getting Magica's brother back would make Magica slightly less inclined towards raining vengeance and destruction on the world in general and the Mc Ducks in particular.

Lena might not buy that idea, but it wouldn't be out of character for her to groan and go along with it, if Webby's the one asking.

Honestly though... I feel like Ducktales used up it's one good "bring back a supposedly dead love one" card on Della, and that was a very good spending of it. I can't quite get my brain to imagine Poe returning.

Well. Maybe tragically. As normal, non-talking raven. With great hair.

hypothetically though...

Poe: Lena... I AM your father!

Lena: pass

Webby: What should we do now we found your dad???

Lena: Put Him Back

Violet: Wait, Lena. You cannot shrug off your family so lightly...

Lena: ...

Lena: ...Our fathers would like him to sign this adoption form, first.

Lena: OR we could just turn him back into a raven. you know. save on paperwork

Magica: Oh my villainous heart- she really IS a De Spell!

Lena, charging her magic: Two birds with one spell. I bet that'd work

#Ducktales (2017) #Lena #Poe De Spell #Magica De Spell #thoughts #aus #ponderings

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Seto Kaiba pre-relationship headcanons

Content: SETOOOOOOO <3

Warnings: Some cussing I think, mentions of kidnapping

Notes: I have COVID (I feel okay dw) so I'm gonna be writing a lot lol. I literally wrote this just to talk about Kaiba. I've loved this man since I was like 10 <3

Edit 5/19/22: Part 2 here

~*~*~*

Okay. OKAY.

I've fantasized about SO MANY WAYS I'd capture this mans attention, so I GOTCHU

You were friends with Yugi, Tea, Joey n all them and you were pretty nice. Mokuba needed a babysitter and Seto doesn't trust like, anybody since Mokuba gets kidnapped all the damn time (rip Mokuba)

Mokuba mentioned to Seto about how you complained about your "shitty" job you currently had, and were looking for a new one. Seto hated the idea at first, but Mokuba reminded him that you and the others had helped Seto save him multiple times, so you could be trusted

Seto, in his...weird way...approaches you. Menacingly. At your fucking job.

Face devoid of emotion, he approaches you with a suitcase in hand, two security guards behind him, everyone begins to whisper as he locks eyes with you and stands in front of you. "(Y/n)." he says.

"Uh...hey, Kaiba, what can I do for you today?" You say, a bit surprised if anything.

"I need you to babysit Mokuba."

"Right now? Kaiba, I'm kinda at wor-"

"Quit your job. I'll hire you right now."

Your manager is dumbfounded in the background.

"Uh...alright, sure!"

Mokuba is too old to have a babysitter, but Seto doesn't think so. So, Mokuba is actually pretty fun to babysit.

Mokuba wants to play a bunch, but can also handle being on his own if he wants to. You both scroll through your phones and share Tik Toks, look through Instagram, troll Kaiba's comments on social media, play video games on the TV, watch shows together, it's a real fun time

Best job ever tbh

Seto's just glad someone was watching his brother. He came home late on night, and saw you cleaning up the kitchen.

"(Y/n)? What are you doing?"

"Hm? Oh, welcome home, Kaiba. Me and Mokuba made a cake earlier and made a mess. I'm cleaning it up now."

"Where's Mokuba?"

"In bed, asleep. Don't worry, I had him shower and everything before bed so he's not messing up the sheets."

Seto huffs. "But it's the maids job to clean."

"Yeah, but, I thought it'd be nice to make her job a little easier." You shrug.

"Why didn't you just call a baker?" Seto asked, setting his stuff down on the now clean counter.

"Because me and Mokuba thought it'd be fun to do it ourselves, and we were right." You beamed up at him.

He kept quiet until you were done cleaning. You then turned to him with a tired smile.

"Thank you for this job, Kaiba."

"...You're welcome." He'd nod to you. "Even if you are part of the geek squad."

You laugh. "Yeah, yeah..." you yawn. "It's getting late. I'm gonna head home. I'll be back after school tomorrow, 'kay?"

It was around midnight. Seto didn't like the idea of you walking home alone. "I'll give you a ride."

"No, no, you look exhausted Kaiba. I'll be okay. Yugi's place is closer, I'll probably just crash there-"

"No. I'll give you a ride." he stands.

"Kaiba, seriously, it's okay." You give him a soft smile. "You look really tired, please, just go sleep. I'll be fine."

"Then spend the night here." He says.

You're taken aback. "W...what?"

"You heard me. We have plenty of guest rooms."

"Kaiba, I...I don't have anything to change in to. I don't have my school uniform-"

"Better wake up early, then." Seto ushers you out of the kitchen and shows you the guest room.

You slept great that night, but unfortunately were almost late for school. You had a bit of dried flour leftover on your cheek, and your friends noticed.

"Hey, (Y/n), why do you have flour on your cheek?" Yugi points out.

"Oh, I guess I forgot to wash it off after Kaiba's yesterday..."

"But wouldn't you have in the shower?" Tea asked.

"Oh, I didn't get to. I was almost late this morning cause I had to stop by my place and get my uniform."

"W-wait you mean you-?!" Joey exclaims before bursting out in laughter.

"Yes, Joey, I spent the night at Kaiba's..."

Tristan laughed with him, Tea and Yugi stood there dumbfounded.

Gonna make a part 2 cause this is getting pretty long <3

#seto kaiba x reader #yugioh #ygo #seto kaiba #seto kaiba x you