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generalllimaginesss · 5 months

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"Who are you again?" with Nico. I have this thought that he wants to talk to her at a bar and gets nervous and is cocky when he approaches her. And obviously she knows who he is because his face is plastered all over the city. But she can’t stand when men are arrogant so she pretends not to know him and sends him back to his table. Then maybe he sees her at a coffee shop a few days later and he approaches her there too but in a more chill way. And she continues the “who are you again” joke but actually has a conversation with him.

Just like fluffy Nico being awkward and kind of being awful but only bc he’s nervous around the pretty girl.

Honestly I feel like Nico would be the most precious boyfriend ever. Whoever gets him wins in life. But anyways….here ya go! I kind of went a slightly different route with Nico not being very nervous, but I feel like this flows ok. Thank you for requesting! Keep them coming!

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The bar that you were currently in was loud and slightly obnoxious. Because it was later in the night, the crowd was more rowdy than you cared for, causing you to become irritable with everything.

So here you were, sitting with a friend of yours at a table in the corner, trying to avoid people at all costs, when a group of guys walk through the door, some laughing, some heading to the bar, but one in particular caught your eye.

He was tall, had brown hair that was a little messy, but his smile was hard to miss. It lit up the whole room, a refresher from the scene that had been playing before his presence.

"Is that who I think it is?" Your friend elbowed you, pointing to where the guy was propping himself up against the wall talking to somebody.

As you sat there looking at him longer, trying to place his face, the realization that the guy is Nico Hischier hits you. He's practically the face of hockey in New Jersey, how could you miss that?

You watch as somebody hands him a beer and he takes a sip, his head tipping back slightly and his eyes beginning to take in the people around him. A couple of girls ask to take pictures with him, so he obliges. Some guys go over and talk to him about the game that night, but nothing really caught his attention until he glanced around the room and saw you sitting at a corner table, already looking at him.

Immediately, you break the eye contact, hoping that maybe he wasn't actually looking at you, but he pushes off of the wall and begins to walk in your direction.

"Holy shit he's coming over here," Your friend squeals, adjusting her hair so that she looks presentable.

"Shut up," You hiss, not wanting to seem like a crazy fangirl.

Nico gets intercepted by a guy with a Devils jersey on asking for a picture, but he immediately comes to your table afterwards, pulling a chair out and taking a seat.

Something about how he didn't ask if he could sit with you hit you wrong. Sure, he was famous and good looking, but that didn't mean that he got to do whatever he wanted.

You shifted your weight in your chair, eyebrows knitting together trying to figure the guy out.

"I saw you looking at me over there," Nico nodded his head to the spot where he was at earlier.

"And what about it?" You deadpan, your friend glancing between the two of you.

"I thought you would be interested, but apparently I thought wrong," Nico chuckled, putting his hands on his knees and pushing himself out of the chair to walk off. He took a few steps and stopped, turning towards you once more.

"I'm sorry..." He chuckled, running his fingers through his locks that hung just above his eyes, "...you now who I am, right?"

And that was the icing on the cake for you. You don't typically judge a person by the first couple of things they say to you, but he was so unbearably arrogant that it made your skin crawl. He might have been the captain of a successful NHL team, but the fact that he expected you to know who he was was gross. He was a human. He wasn't some god that graced you with his presence like he thought he was apparently.

"Hm, no I don't think so. Who are you again?" You chuckled, but it held zero emotion behind it. The audacity of this guy completely baffled you.

Nico bit his lip, realizing that he somehow struck a nerve within you. "Oh, I'm sorry, I just assumed-" He started, but was cut off by your harsh tone, "Well you know what they say about assuming? It makes an ass out of you."

You collected your purse and your friend as you left a dumbfounded Nico behind at the table, scratching his neck trying to figure out what just happened.

"What was that about?" Your friend nudged you as you made your way out of the bar and down the street.

"He acted like a pretentious bitch, that's what," Pulling your coat tighter around you, you arranged for an uber to pick you and your friend up and take you home, deciding that it was time to call it a night.

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A few weeks passed after the encounter with Nico at the bar. It never really crossed your mind much, other than the fact that you roll your eyes every time he was shown during a game that you watched. The whole ordeal just really disappointed you because he was very attractive and seemed to be sweet in all of his interviews and moments with his team, but actions speak louder than words and his actions at the bar were loud and clear.

You were currently walking into a hole-in-the-wall coffee shop that was near your apartment, preparing to have an intense study session since finals were approaching soon. The cozy ambience felt warm and welcoming, the perfect combination for you.

As you were beginning to zone in on the material before you, the bell from the door sounded, signaling a new person in the shop. Out of habit, you glance up and notice a familiar person making his way to the counter. He didn't seem to notice you at first, so you debated on gathering your stuff and leaving. However, nobody was going to have that kind of hold on you. If you wanted to study in this coffee shop, then that is what was going to happen. Even if there was a douche hockey guy.

You watched as he ordered and gave the barista his card to pay. Since he still hadn't seen you, you decided to shift your attention back to your notes, seeing that's the whole reason you were here.

You thought you got off without having to interact with him, but quickly realized that was not the case when the sound of somebody clearing their throat near you interrupted you studying.

"It's a small world, isn't it?" He flashed an innocent smile, watching as your cheeks heated, much to your displeasure.

"Seems to be," Your answer was short and to the point, hoping he'd get the hint that you were busy.

"Um, is this seat taken?" He motioned toward the seat across the table from you. Maybe he learned his lesson from last time?

"Nope," You moved your bag out of the seat so that he could sit there.

There was a few moments of awkward silence before Nico decided to speak up.

"I'm sorry about the other night. My name is Nico," His outstretched hand hovered above the table, waiting for yours to meet it.

You could have been rude and just ignored him, but there was something about the way that his little dimple indented and the softness of his eyes. He was just a beautiful person.

"Who?" You joked, causing Nico to laugh, his whole body shaking with him.

"I'm teasing, it's nice to formally meet you," Your hand connected with his and you could have swore there were butterflies going rampant in your belly.

"The other night...I don't want to make an excuse for being an ass, but it was right after a win and I still had an adrenaline rush, the boys were around, and I honestly didn't realize how rude it was until I was trying to go to sleep that night. I don't want you to think that the fame went to my head or anything. That couldn't be far from the truth," He fidgeted with the rubber bracelet that decorated his hand, making eye contact with you a few times.

"Hey, we all have our moments. You happened to catch me out of my element. Bars are not quite my scene," You giggled, recalling the nightmare that was the bar that night.

"I didn't get a chance to tell you the other night, ha, but you're beautiful. Like wow," He sat back in his chair, sipping his coffee as he grinned at you trying to control your blush.

"Why thank you," Your laugh caused a train reaction from him.

The two of you talked about so many different things. The topic of how he got into hockey came up, and then what brought you into the bar that night, the conversation just flowing effortlessly. There was never another an awkward moment after that initial one.

Before either of you knew it, 2 hours had passed. Although you should have been studying, the time spent with Nico was nice, something that you could get used to.

"I've really enjoyed this," Nico nudged your leg with his, causing tingles to erupt from the spot where he touched you.

"Me too. You definitely made up for what happened at the bar," You winked, causing him to chuckle in response.

"The team has a Christmas party coming up and I happen to be dateless right now," A cheeky grin formed as he began to gain the courage to ask you on a date.

"Well that's quite the predicament, isn't it?" You knew where he was going with it, but you decided to play along with him.

"Yeah, it is. You wouldn't know how to fix that, would you?" He licked his bottom lip before taking it between his teeth.

"I mean, there's dating apps, fangirls, I'm sure you can find somebody who would love to go with you," Smirking, you finished the last bit of your coffee that was now cold.

"There's also girls that you meet in bars who happen to go to the same coffee shop as you..." Nico trailed off as he watched your response.

"Mr. Hischier, are you asking me to be your date?" You feigned shock, covering your mouth with your hand in attempt to hide your smile.

"Wait, who are you again?" His eyes squinted mischeviously as you rolled your eyes and handed him your phone so that he could put his phone number in.

"I would love to be your date," He punched in his number and felt his phone vibrate in his pocking, signaling that you had texted his phone.

"I've got to go study for my final, so I will see you later," You announced as the two of you gathered your things and walked out together.

Nico gave you a tight side hug, one that was unexpected, but definitely wanted. His cologne was magical and he was just cozy. You walked towards your apartment, a smile etched onto your face as you immediately recall the whole conversation.

Nico glanced at his phone as he headed to his car, deciding to read the text that you had sent him:

"You're pretty cute yourself. Like wow," It read and Nico couldn't help but giggle and smile as he climbed into the driver's side of his car, shaking his head and thanking God that he was able to impress you this time.

#nhl imagine #nhl fic #jack hughes #nhl fanfiction #quinn hughes #trevor zegras #alex turcotte #cole caufield #jack hughes imagines #nico hischier #nico hischier imagine #nico hischier x reader #nico hischier blurb #nj devils #new jersey devils

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thedevilrisen · 4 months

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can you do a jack hughes imagine after a break up inspired by the song logical???

i love you’re writing

Sure thing angel!

-:-

Master manipulator

God, you're so good at what you do

Three dates and she was a goner.

His charming smile, charismatic, playful tone, gentleman like manner when he picked her up, dropped her off and was with her in public.

Jack Hughes was, in her opinion, destined to be her forever. After three dates turned into daily events, whether it be Netflix and chill, a fancy dinner or just a spontaneous late night drive. Three months in she met his family and when the season approached with an unsavory haste she made the bold move to follow him to Jersey.

Then it started.

And I'd put myself through hell for you

Hear all the rumors lately

That you always denied

Throughout the preseason, you were just naively learning the lay of the land. Jack being his usual charming self helped, he introduced you to the other wags and showed you around the city, he quelled your fears and held you while you cried about missing home.

Scared and quite frankly, alone in this new city you just continued following blindly.

Three weeks into the season, Jack had seemed to settle back into his habits. The good and the bad.

Partying most nights after wins, most you weren’t invited to go with him to. You always obeyed him, if he asked that you stayed home, you did. Even though this meant you spent most nights at home, crying yourself to sleep after scrolling through social media and seeing the various photos of Jack with other girls. Close enough with these girls that the tabloids were speculating about who he was dating.

How silly you were to trust him when he came home, kissed the tears off your cheeks when you confronted him about them and reassured you that you were the only one he wanted.

You mean all the words you said.

I’m sure that girl is really your friend.

“Jacky, talk to me. What’s going on, you barely talk to me anymore!” she had exclaimed in frustration after Jack had again stumbled in reeking of floral perfume and alcohol.

“What are - hic - you talking about, baby! We live together, it’s hard not to talk to each other!” he grinned dopily at her whilst toeing out of his shoes, shrugging off his jacket and stumbling towards her. “Let's go to bed, I’m tired!”

“Alright Jack.” she sighed disappointedly accepting his over the top embrace as he pulled her clumsily down the hallway to their shared bedroom.

“Hey Jack, could we talk about something really quickly please.” she called out into the hallway from the door frame of the bedroom.

“Yeah sure, but make it quick. I’m going to Nico’s for drinks and I need to leave soon.” he spoke distractedly looking at his phone as he walked down the hallway and into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.

“Ok, uh. It’s about more photos that have surfaced of you… with other girls.” you spoke quietly but after the look that crossed Jack’s aggravated face your rushed, “I know you wouldn’t do anything! I just get scared.”

She had every right to be.

“She’s just a friend Y/N! You have no right to be scared! Are you really that insecure!”

'Cause loving you is loving every

Argument you held over my head

Brought up the girls you could have instead

“Y/N I swear to God! If you talk to me about one more picture of me with girls I might be dating! I might just!” Jack screamed

“You might just what Jack?” You yelled back “what might you do!”

“I might just go to some of those girls! They’re perfect Y/N, they would bug me about this plus, they have very nice bodies!” He yelled, and under his breath I swear I heard him mumble “better that you.”

And now you got me thinking

Two plus two equals five

And I'm the love of your life

'Cause if rain don't pour and sun don't shine

Then changing you is possible

“Y/N, you can’t keep coming to my place like this after you and Jack have a fight saying you can fix him.” Your friend chastised, soothingly rubbing your hand and you sobbed in her arms on her entryway floor.

“But I can!” You sobbed “I can-plea-let me!”

“Honey, for your own sake.” She whispered resting her head on yours.

‘Goodbye Jack,’ you mumbled to the apartment you once called home. ‘I hope your happy.’

A single tear rolled down your check as you dropped the note.

No, love is never logical.

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koalas-koalas-everywhere · 1 year

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Ok, I'm going to say something a bit dodgy, do take into account that my beef is with Rick and not Annabeth.

I might have been tempted to read The Chalice of the Gods (as opposed to anything after Staff of Serapis, which I've given a pass) if I didn't know that, as long as Annabeth is there as well, Percy won't be well-written. More specifically, he won't be written as himself.

When Rick wrote HoO, he had to figure out how to include Annabeth in the seven without having all these other powers dwarf her out. He did this by establishing a strict division of labour, according to which she was the strategist, and no one else. That has never been the case, at least not in such an exacting way.

Percy's saved their butts with his plans at the very least as often as she has. He's outsmarted his opponents, he's manipulated them, he has like a signature move that he pulls in almost every single book that basically goes "forget you're an almighty entity who could probably just ignore me without any problem and get down here and fight me at my level!" (tlt: Ares, Luke (unsuccessfully, since he refuses). som: Luke again (successfully, since he plays on his need to control his army's opinion of him). botl: Antaeus. tlo: Kronos. technically Gaia in son), he's been the one to figure out what they needed to from the prophecies (som: that they needed to send Clarisse to camp. ttc: the thing with Atlas's curse. botl: that Nico was the ghost king. I don't include tlo bc Annabeth figured it out first), he often comes up with the winning plans, like how he was the one who figured out how to get past Cerberus, even if it was Annabeth's expertise that allowed them to pull through (just like it was Percy's skill and weapon that allowed Annabeth's plan for Medusa to succeed) or tangling Antaeus on the ceiling chains. The scene with Chrysaor? Perfect blend of knowledge of myths, strategic genius and pure labia. For all the times we see him lose his cool or speak impulsively, we also se him go "wait, this person is trying to provoke me, I have to chill". I saw a comment a little while ago that Percy should've been dragging Giants to the gods feet for them to finish off -- that's what he did! Only he didn't physically drag them there, he planned them there. He tricked Polybotes into following him to Terminus, into pissing Terminus off so he'd agree to help, then killed him. While it was far from complex, he's the one who came up with the strategy to beat Otis and Ephialtes, so they only had to wait for Bacchus to step up.

I'm not saying Annabeth isn't smart. She has an impressive store of knowledge, which in itself is a clever thing to store, because it matches with her style of managing resources -- be they mental, like her facts, or physical, like her hat or things she finds in her surroundings, like the glass balls in Medusa's lair. Annabeth is probably the best at looking at a situation and going "okay, let's look at what we have. Ah, yes, a limitless credit card. Ah, yes, a store-full of clothes that no one's going to want back. Ah, yes, those weird-ass proteins that Hermes gave us, just like Hermes gave someone else food for a place just like this. Ah, yes, knowledge of how to fly a helicopter."

Here's the thing, though. When I read the phrase "Athena-like chatter", I almost broke something laughing. She's good with lies, hers are better and more believable than her friends'. When it comes to chatter, though... I couldn't even tell you how good she is, because I don't think I've ever seen her do something like that before MoA?

But, you know, okay, Rick has to spend more time in her head, she's been elevated in status to one of several protagonists instead of a deuteragonist as she was in PJO (he has to solve this oopsie - I don't agree with everything here, like how, except for her intelligence, Annabeth's other skills are "dump stats", but...), so he has her expand. Good for her. I think it worked alright in her fights in MoA -- a little bit of the old (impressive expertise in certain areas, management of resources), add a little bit of the new (a perceptiveness and gift of gab that she's rarely shown before, if ever, although you could argue she might have taken the "talk your enemy into beating itself" from Percy just like she learned to simplify from Frank).

That's not my real problem. It's this, from when they're fighting Akhlys:

Percy wanted to give her more time. She was the brains. Better for him to get attacked while she came up with a brilliant plan.

... What. Of everything that we've seen of Percy. That I've described just now. Makes sense with this? And please don't give me crap about "it's because his self-esteem is so low!" because 1) this isn't just about what he's thinking, it's about what he's doing, which is pretty much nothing while he waits for Annabeth to save them. He's never lacked initiative like this. Even while thinking, "wow, this absolutely crazy and dimwitted plan is so bad that it's going to get us all killed!" he still did it. ( 2) I've heard "it's bc of his self-esteem/ he plays dumb on purpose" to justify fandom's constant underestimation of Percy's smarts too many time to let it fly now.)

"It's because he trusts Annabeth's judgement more than his own, and he lets her do what she does best when she's available. Other times he's been forced to come up with a plan, it's because she isn't." Did he wait for Annabeth to shoot her shot with Ares before going in with his own plan? Did he keep quiet his misgivings about her level of preparation for the Labyrinth in BotL? Did he leave her to organize the battle plan in TLO? Did he give up after Chrysaor beat him twice in a sword fight and wait for her to come up with a plan? Absolutely not.

"Well, he still beat Akhlys, so I don't see what you're complaining about, it's not like he's useless or anything." True. It wouldn't be the first time he has to resort to brute force to get past an enemy he couldn't outthink (the telekhines come to mind) or that he never even bothered trying to outthink (Hyperion comes to mind), because it's not like strategizing is something that's essential to Percy's style, even if it does come up a lot. I said before that it's his actions that bother me and not what he was thinking, but there is some of that, too. That he wasn't thinking "I can't figure out what to do" or even too busy fighting to start to wonder about what to do, but "there's nothing I can contribute here but my fighting skills". It's sadly a dynamic that Rick has tried to encourage between them.

Sure, Percy only ever gets more powerful, but, even without Annabeth around, he loses any of his braincells. Look at his underwater fight with Polybotes. He starts off in the ship with an impressive display of power -- holding the ship together in the middle of a supernatural storm. Then he gets underwater and immediately loses to PB. The guy he would've one-shotted several times if he could kill him without a god's help. "He doesn't have experience fighting underwater," water not only gives him a strength boost, it gives him a skill boost, as we see in TLT. Besides, how much skill do you need to not swim directly into a cloud of poison? And really, he doesn't get to do anything but that.

Compare it to SON. He's fighting an almost-whole legion of dead people, with a mix of sword fighting and a whirlwind, and he might have won if they hadn't been able to reform. Recognizing that he was about to lose and to give Frank and Hazel a chance to fight Alcyoneus without having to worry about the army, he brings a whole end of the iceberg down to drown them all. And yet, you know what really struck me of all this? How smart Percy was, because he didn't just fight the legion. He aimed for the eagle, realizing that that would be the best way to keep them focused on him and not Frank.

If he's this capable, though, where does that leave Annabeth, who's a skilled warrior but whose most distinctive trait is thinking?

The whole power/smarts dichotomy is also the actual context of that line about Annabeth being the most powerful demigod. He's just spent two weeks teaching Magnus how to survive at sea, when it suddenly occurs to him that the most helpful thing for him to learn is how to "use what you've got on hand -- your team, your wits, the enemy's own magical stuff." Which is how, despite how often he's done just that, he concludes that Annabeth is the most powerful demigod and the best person to teach him how to survive. (Which is, sadly, all that that comment amounts to. Annabeth doesn't then get a chance to strut her stuff, teach Magnus, show off her smarts, play a part however small in his quest, give some insight into her mind -- nope! She says it was sweet of him and then just leaves with Percy.)

With a bit of luck, RR reread pjo to nail down the feel of it in order to write a book that's supposed to be a tie in for a tv show set in the early days (that's a lot of subordinates!), so he might've rediscovered the characters and found a way to balance that with the... way that he writes them now. I'm not optimistic, though.

(Also, if I have to read more of Percy being always afraid of Annabeth getting angry at him or her looking angry at the smallest of things and this being played as her being a girlboss, or how you "have to keep your boyfriend on his toes", I'll claw my own eyes out, but that's another topic.)

#pjo #Percy Jackson #I don't think this is the case but to cover my bases #anti annabeth chase #anti rick riordan #really

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ravenwitch45 · 5 months

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Ok so you know how striker was lit on fire I'm the new episode? Can j request headcanons where striker comes back to his house and his female s/o helps him? Feel free to ignore

(Yeah good lord, I felt so bad when that happened, he deserved it and I don't blame Blitz but man, how desperate and scared he seemed by it fucking hurt, so love this idea, I'll do my best to give the cowboy some comfort.)

Striker getting help from his Fem SO with his burns, reluctantly XP

Striker practically slammed the door open before closing it, startling you greatly, his clothes were singed and his tail was wrapped around his waist, a burn mark on the tip showing why he was avoiding dragging it across the ground, a very disgruntled look on his face

"What the hell happened?! Are you okay?!"You exclaim, causing him to groan a bit "Nothing! A job just went a little so-south that's all"He grumbles awkwardly, you of course say that's bullshit noting the several burn on his body and clothing and he's too tired to argue with you.

You settle for getting him to sit down so you could help with the burns, pulling out some cool burn gel to place on the burns after he strips down with some difficulty to show you it all, you can't fix the clothes a seamster is probably what he needs but that can wait.

He growls at the sting and chill as you apply the gel at every burn, the one on his tail being particularly difficult as he keeps squirming and rattling it, making you pin it down so you could actually do it, which he grumbles at of course, even more so when you tell him he'll have to try not to move his tail all that much so he doesn't fling the gel off.

Striker is far from a nice patient, but he's not fighting you much either, just complaining and groaning which you ignore both, cause you know he needs this if he doesn't want these wounds for longer then necessary, maybe even avoid them scarring too badly if at all.

You wish he called you when it happened, since a quick application helps more but you don't complain, your just glad he's alive and not sick from the wounds getting infected or something. You still got to him relativley quick.

Eventually you finish apply stuff on all the burns you can see with him just in his boxers before asking if there's any other burns you should know about, he stiffens at that before saying no, and you immediately know he's lying.

You know the routine well enough, so you just ask where it is? His eyes widen but he still shakes his head, refusing to say it, too embarassing so you ask again and he snaps "Why do you care so much?! I can do it myself Y/N! Haven't you helped enough with the aftermath of me being pathetic already!"

You go silent for a second before raising a brow "Okay first, I'm helping you Striker, there's no reason to be like that, and second, in no way are you pathetic! What got that idea in your head?"

"Because I keep losing Y/N! Whenever a job puts me up against them, or anyone with a decent bit of skill, I lose horribly and end up having to run away with my fucking tail between my legs, I keep getting humliated!"

"Having a run of bad luck doesn't make you pathetic, Losing some fights doesn't either, what matters is that your alive for satan's sake! I know how quick death happens around here, so you surviving is strong in my eyes."You counter making him grumble

"I... I just hate not being strong enough, or smart enough it's just... I hate feeling this weak sometimes."The cowboy admits before you hug him, making sure to not irritate any of his burns "Your not weak, it's strong to live to fight again another day, and I'm sure you'll win this one day, one way or another, just let yourself rest, and give yourself some grace Striker."

He awkwardly nods, thanking you with a slight blush on his face and you say your welcome before smirking, "Now where's the last burn Striker?" causing him to sigh as he grips the elastic of his boxers "Not a word after we're done, ya hear?"

"No promises."

#ask reply #helluva boss #helluva striker #helluva striker x reader #x reader #helluva boss x reader #suggestive at the end #if you know why you know XP

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dirtytransmasc · 1 year

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How would big bro ao'nung react if Spider was turned into a child? How did Spifer even get into that situation? Nobody knows 🤷‍♀️ not even himself as he has pretty much forgotten everything from the last 5 years. But he still remembers his family and friends though-

(I wrote like most of this and then I registered what you meant by that last part, and couldn't bring myself to rewrite it, so I hope you don't mind the mild deviation)

spider had been missing for days, 3 days, 3 days and 3 nights without his voice or his presence. it was odd, so odd, spider never strayed far, not anymore, he was always with his family now. when he first got taken in by the family he had a tendency to wander off as he was never wanted around by his previous 'parents', but now, he never left his families side for long. he was always sticking close to ao'nung and rotxo or relaxing with his sister in their hut, out on the water with his dad or following his mother around the village, he even spent a fair amount of time with the elders of the village. but now he was gone and no one could find him.

they had people out on tsurak and ilu checking outside the reef, maybe the boy had gotten swept off by a wave and was stuck on one of the rocky islets. others on ilu's check every potential spot within the reef a boy could feasibly get stuck on, unable to make his way home.

free divers were sent to search the ocean floor, and the whole family prayed they would not find him.

they also had people searching the sparse forests of the island, ao'nung included; he had spent 2 days in the water, the fear of finding his brother lifeless body tieing his intestines in knots, so he turned to dry land in hope of a better outcome.

he had been crawling through the brush for hours now, calling for his baby brother for him to come home, but he got no answer. He felt hopeless, he was about to turn back, hoping that he would return to the village and find his brother safe and sound in there hut, when he heard sniffling. it was coming from behind a thick bush hiding the alcove of a tree, and when ao'nung pulled back the leaves, he found a small human child, no more then 5 or 6, with locked golden hair, terrified brown eyes, and faded blue stripes. spider.

he was sure it was his baby brother, as sure as anyone could ever be. the look in the little boys eyes hurt his heart, he remembered it, all too well, that's how spider looked at him when they first met, the fear and distance in them striking a cold chill in the older boys spine. what he wasn't so sure of is why he was tiny or why he was here in the woods. but all of that came second when the little one tucked into himself, utterly terrified of ao'nung, cause the very sight of his trembling body made ao'nung want to cry himself.

he sat down, making himself as small as he could, before putting a gentle hand out, not touching the boy, but rather showing he was harmless,

"hey little dude," he spoke low and quiet, "you know na'vi right?" he remembered spider saying he had been fluent since he was little, having learned from the scientists and his siblings.

the boy looked up at him, nodding a little, before turning back into himself.

"do you know who I am?"

"no, 'm sorry," his voice was nothing more than a little squeak, and it broke ao'nung's heart, he never wanted to see spider this tiny ever again, he had promised his brother he would protect him.

"that's ok, its alright, I know who you are. you're spider right?"

the boy look up in shock, showing his puffy tear-stained cheeks and red eyes, "how... how do you know who I am?"

ao'nung thought about what he would say, what would get the kid to relax enough for ao'nung to take him home.

"I'm a friend of your family, the Sully's, I'm helping look for you," he smiled at the boy, trying to win over his trust.

"you know where they are?" he sounded hopeful, his eyes brightening a bit.

"yeah kid, I can take you back to my village, they're staying there, would you like that?" he offered up his arms, the kid rushing into them as if they would disappear. he was freezing to the touch and up close he looked even worse off then he did in a trembling ball. he had been out here a while, clearly dehydrated, and if the rumbling of his belly was anything to go off of, starving too.

"I've got you little one, don't worry. its a bit of a walk back to the village, but we'll be there before the suns up." he hoisted little spider up onto his hip so he could stand and then pulled him practically all the way up his chest so he could rest his little head on the older boys shoulder. spider clung to him, little hands grappling to hold on, shivering as his skin was exposed to the night air. ao'nung kicked himself for being in such a hurry to go out and look he hadn't thought to bring water or a shawl. "how'd you get out here little one?"

"I don't know... just woke up and I couldn't figure out where I was... these aren't the forests of the Omatikaya are they?" spider looked up at him wearily.

"no, these are the forest of Awa'atlu, the Metkayina."

"I don't know how I got here, I... I..." he burrowed his head into ao'nungs neck. "they're going to be so mad at me, you said their here right, the sully's? they came all the way here for me they're gonna be mad," spider started to thrash out of ao'nungs arms, to much avail as he was so small.

ao'nung's heart twinged again, his baby brother was terrified of the Sully's once again, and now he had a pretty idea of what his childhood looked like.

"no one will be mad, I promise you, we all just wanted you to come home. they're going to be so happy your home... my people too, you've been to our village before, your very important to us, you just don't remember little one." he wanted to tell the boy that his family, his real family, was looking for him, waiting for him to come home, and that he would be going back to a village that will be overjoyed with his safe, if not odd, return.

"promise?"

"on my life little one,"

"ok... I trust you." he plopped his head down on ao'nung's shoulder, letting ao'nung shift to hold him so his large hands and arms would cover more of his skin from the early morning air.

he was half asleep by the time he got back to the village, head lolling as he lost his battle with sleep. ao'nung made a b-line for his family's pod, finding his mother deep in prayer.

"mother, I found him, but somethings... wrong," he spoke gently as not startle her, but the mention of her missing child sent her head flying up from her bowed prayer position.

"where is he-" she cut herself off when she saw the sleeping child in her eldest's arms, getting up to investigate. she looked at the child, her face melting in both pain and pleasure as she recognized her baby's face.

"I found him curled up deep in the forest, heard him crying. he doesn't know who I am... he couldn't recognize the forest, and he must have heard us but had been to scared to come out." he cradled the baby closer as he remembered the look on his little face.

"I will get your father to call and end to the search, stay here with him, offer him water, slowly, I don't want him getting sick," she spoke quick and sure. ao'nung was very grateful that she knew not to separate them; he was protective on a good day, and this was not a good day,

he sat on his pallet, pulling the large kelp blanket around spider as his shivering finally quelled. he reached for the water cup his mother had left out, no doubt waiting for the boy to come home.

"hey spi' want some water," he gently roused the boy, earning a little nod has he started to wake back up.

he helped him sit up, holding the cup while spider lifted his mask, helping him take a long drink. spider drained the cup and then another before ao'nung insisted he take a break. spider was keen on not getting sick though so he wasn't hard to convince.

by the time he had settled again, clearly exhausted from days alone in the woods, the family was back, mother clinging to father, tsireya dragging lo'ak, tuk close behind them with kiri tailing her, jake and neytiri were the last to gather into the pod.

spider hid in ao'nung's chest, not recognizing his own family, either of them.

"it's ok, I promise its ok, we just have to talk... your mostly gonna listen, maybe answer some questions, ok?" he kept spider close as he spoke, not forcing him to turn around or even look at the people gathered in the pod.

spider didn't react, but ao'nung felt his shoulder's ease a little.

they talked for a long while, ao'nung had to retell the story of how he found spider at least 3 times. then the questions began, how had he de-aged? why had he de-aged? was it permanent? how long would it last? how much should they tell spider?

that didn't even include all the questions they asked spider, they were trying to pinpoint exactly when in spider life he had gone back to, finding him stuck at 6. he recognized jake and neytiri, could be swayed to recognize the eldest siblings despite how much they had ages, but he had no memory tuk as she hadn't been born for another 3 years. to the pain of his family, he didn't recognize any of them at all, and only let ao'nung hold him because he'd gotten used to it walking back and was too frozen with fear to let anyone else close.

it was determined that spider should know what happened and that he would live village life as all of the younger kids did, staying with whomever he is most comfortable with, and it would be played by ear. they had no way of determining why or how this had happened (though ronal felt as though spider was getting a second chance at childhood with his new family) or how long it would last so there was little point in arguing about it.

spider was informed of the prediciment, saying that eywa had blessed for a reason, allowing him to go back into his child years for a reason only she knew. that he had been adopted officially by the Tonowari's, the chief and tsahik no less, and that he'd been living with them for over a year. and that he would be free to live amongst the village like any other child, free to float between families as he wished. ao'nung got to do most of that favor, as spider could barely look the women he was calling mother just days before in the eye. nor did he fully trust being around the sully's, he could barely recognize his siblings, and he didn't seem to have the fondest of memories of the parents.

ao'nung found himself very protective of the little thing, more so then he normally was; he was protective of spider because he was his brother and human, he was protective of children because they are defenseless, he was protective of his siblings because that was his job his duty as the eldest. now he was the eldest brother of a tiny, scared, defenseless, human child; he had never felt such a drive to protect in his life. spider stayed with him the first few nights, and ao'nung kept him close, bundled in a blanket. when spider began venturing into the village, ao'nung was close behind, making sure no one messed with his baby brother. spider had lost any and all instinct to live amongst the reef village with his memory; finding it difficult to navigate the sand or swim with strength and confidence, meaning ao'nung was always on the verge of just scooping the little one up and hauling him back to the pod where he would be safe. he hisses and lashes his tail at anyone who disturbs spidr's naps or plays too rough around him (he is his mother's child after all)

spider began warming up to the people around him. first were tsireya and rotxo, it was hard to keep them away from the baby, no matter how hard ao'nung wanted to keep him all to himself. it was nice seeing him reconnect, completely unknowingly on spiders end, with some his best friends in the world. playing in the tide pools with tsireya or napping against rotxo. he even begins to reconnect with ronal and tonowari, spending long hours by the water's edge with his mother watching the sunset or with his father caring for the ilu and tsurak.

ao'nung is testy with the sully parents, not letting them around spider as much as they would like, not wanting them to taint this second chance spider has at childhood; part of him knows its unfair, part of him even thinks it might be good for spider to reconnect with them, now that they were trying to do better, but the need to protect his baby brother from a known threat overshadowed that by a longshot. even as spider sought them out, he had a very angry, very much ready to pounce lashing his tail in the corner as he supervises the meetings.

spider quickly caught up with his siblings, tuk and him being close in age definitely helped. kiri and lo'ak loved fawning after their now little brother. ao'nung was happy to see him happy, he knew the only thing spider had when he was younger was his siblings, so he was happy he got to keep that.

as spider gained his 'sea legs' and confidence in the village, ao'nung had to watch out for slips, trips, falls, and boo-boos. spider was a tough cookie though, while ao'nung was having a heart attack cause his little knees were all scraped up, spider was telling a tale as to how he gained his wounds. helped his mother stay on top of putting ointment on spider's skin so he didn't burn to a crisp; he'd already rocked a sun-poisoned spider to sleep once and he won't be doing it again.

over all, spider has the most attentive, loving, and protective brother possible. whether he has to age all over again or he ages up quickly over time, he will always have his brother to love and protect him.

#might to a part 2 #miles socorro #miles spider socorro #spider socorro #avatar the way of water #avatar 2 #ao'nung #hi'i'tsyil te fkew'weopx tonowari'itan

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honoviadakai · 2 months

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What you favorite Hazbin hotel song says about you 😈🎶😇

(This list includes songs from the pilot as well as a few others that are not official but are near and dear to the fandom's collective heart)

I’m always chasing rainbows 🌈:

…so how’s your relationship with your parents?

You have a good heart but you’re way too hard on yourself

You don’t always have to be busting your ass off, taking breaks is not a crime

Also failing is not the end of the world

I believe in you, please be kinder to yourself

Inside of every demon is a rainbow 🌈 😈:

Golden retriever energy

You are so sweet but so naive

I honestly feel like if this is your fav song, I could spit in your meal and you'd just smile and get a new plate

It's ok to go apeshit

If you did ever get mad I genuinely feel like you'd be absolutely terrifying

But you're such a sweet person, i can't imagine someone pushing you to that point

Inside of every demon is a lost cause/Alastor's reprise 🎶👿:

You're a cynical bastard and you wear that shit like a badge of honor

You're on the same page as Alastor in terms of redemption being impossible/pointless

If this song is your favorite, you laugh at children when they fall over

very loudly

You're the one in your friend group that everyone has to warn about before introducing you to knew people

You receive the bombastic side eye so often you smile every time it happens

ADDICT🕸️🚬:

You need a hug

All of the hugs

You're doing your best and I just want you to know I'm proud of you

Vox's Interlude📺🎶:

You like Dubstep

You like Dubstep to a concerning degree

You're also disappointed Vox doesn't have the same voice effect in cannon that he has in the song

You're a Vox simp, but you're really chill about it

Royal Flush🥃♥️♠️♦️♣️:

Hello my fellow Pansexuals and Husk Fans~

If this if your favorite song, you're a Mick Lauer fan and you were sad to hear he wasn't coming back to the official series and it made you even more jaded than you already were(I feel you)

You're also a fan of Johnathan Young and Rock music

You lowkey giggle every time you hear the "every hole is a goal" line

You probably have a sever resting bitch face that scares ppl sometimes, but deep down you're a softy

A jaded softy, but a softy

Radio Play📻🎶:

Hello Alastor fans that lament the recasting of Edward Bosco

Hello Black Gyrph0n fans that think he's not receiving enough recognition

How deep in the financial debt hole are you because of your love of Alastor and new found desire to have a retro 30's aesthetic once this song dropped?

You have good taste in music but I feel like you'd say out of pocket shit on accident

You probably know how to do the Charleston pretty well and that's pretty cool

Redemption arc🙏🎶:

Hello my depressed gifted child burnouts and Elise Lovelock fans

You're a girlboss, you really are, but I need you to take more breaks and drink more water

You strike me as someone who takes the phrase "act your wage" as a suggestion at best

If over thinking was an Olympic sport, you'd win gold, silver ans bronze

stop trying to carrying other people's baggage on top of your own, that's not building character, its building more work for your therapist

Assuming you've even allowed yourself to see one!

Insane🦌🔪:

You're unhinged

like Niffty levels unhinged

but you have good taste in music

You're also a very vocal Alastor fan

You need to be watched 24/7 because you strike me as someone who'd commit war crimes for fun

Eyes on me📺🥲:

You like Techno a normal amount

you're probably a Bo Burnham fan

You also give the vibe that you like anime like Evangalion

as well as the vibe of hiding behind a chill facade even though you're kinda depressed

you also give the impression that you're into enemies to lovers and once sided pining in romance

You ship Vox x Alastor in a wholesome way and you're foaming at the mouth for their backstory

You hate Val(as you should)

Change the order 👑🪽:

You lament that Lucifer doesn't have a British accent

You HEAVILY lament Lucifer not being a heartless asshole

You oh so desperately wanna see Lucifer and Lilith in their prime/as a united power couple

You have slight daddy issues

You're also probably someone who grew up with some religious trauma

You're in your villain arc but it's mostly yo protect yourself

i highly suggest getting a dog, a rubber duck collection and a therapist

Get hooked🚬🦋:

Your search history is not suitable for human eyes

You definitely have daddy issues

You desperately wanna see Val on the poles

You're fun at partied but you cannot be left unsupervised under any circumstances

You radiate bad bitch energy but I feel like you'd apologize to a kindly janitor if you had to walk on a floor they just finished mopping

You can run in heels and I respect that immensely

Smile like you mean it😁🦌:

I get it! You love Alastor! Please lower your voice a tad friend!

It's concerning how quick you'd sell your soul to this man

You like jazz unironically(nice)

You wanna experience one of Al's radio shows

...I'm not entirely sure if you wanna hear it or be the victim...and that deeply concerns me

Use me up🕷️🥲:

You wanna see Angle Dust fuck shit up(same)

You don't make friends easily but you're the loyalest son of a bitch anyone could ever have and more people need to recognize that

You probably had a really rough childhood

You give ppl middle fingers and sass the way Oprah gave out cars back in the day

You just want a hug, someone to say they're proud of you(I'm proud of you friend) and a month long nap

We're sure to drown🐈‍⬛🥃🥺:

Hello again my fellow Pansexuals and Husk fans

Specifically the ones with severe depression, trust issues and think mixing Tequila and monster energy drinks will help with the abandonment issues

yeah, i see you, put the bottle down mf

get therapy, this a threat

You're so cynical that even shadow the hedgehog would ask if you're ok

asking for help doesn't make you weak fam, i get where your coming from but you need a good plucking you prickly cactus

oddly enough, you give the best advice to the few friends you keep in your circle but take none of your own advice

You listen to country rock with lyrics so sad that everyone in the car with you immediately get concerned

definitely a cat person

POP!👁️💥:

You either wanna be stepped on or do the stepping on

You probably watched Black Lagoon and loved Revy

If you don't know what I'm talking about, look her up, that's your type

Low key probably a pyromaniac

You're that one friend that's ALWAYS ready to punch your friend's ex's in the face

Honestly, I feel like you're scrappy enough to fist fight god with the confidence of someone who thinks they have a shot at winning

My machine 🐍 ⚙️:

You were really excited to see Pentious be one of the show's antagonists

You're still a little bitter about not getting your mad scientist, steam punk, snake man

You did love his War General outfit though

You probably really like shows like Arcane

You really wanted 'Enemies to lovers' CherriSnake or platonic/rivals CherriSnake

You probably have reptile as a pet

most likely a snake

Happy day in hell🎶🎤:

You're a basic Broadway bitch but your optimism is a tad infectious so I'll let it slide

You're a tad too optimistic though

Like, to a concerning degree

Someone could punch you and you'd ask them if they were ok despite having a split lip

you're definitely a workaholic

take that PTO sweetie, work will be there when you come back

Hell is forever😇😈:

you either really like Alex Brightman or you LOVE villains

you also love rock

You kicked your feet like a love sick when Adam did the guitar solo bit

Probably a fan of bands like Skillet

You have religious trauma but your coping mechanism is to crack jokes about it

some of them are probably inappropriate

Stayed gone📺🦌:

You ship Vox x Alastor a "normal" amount

You'd sell your soul for Vox and Al to have more duets together

You're probably a Vox simp

If you're not, its cuz you're an Al simp

You giggled at "That's the tea"

You also drooled at Al's demon form towards the end of the song

It starts with sorry🐍🥹:

friend, you are way too forgiving

someone could steal your life's savings and I feel like you'd just let them have it because "they probably need it more"

You were very proud of Pentious

Respectless💅📱:

You radiate chihuahua energy

You are 5'2 or smaller and 90 lbs soaking wet

someone need to make sure you don't run these streets lawless

don't get me wrong

You are absolutely a bad bitch that serves cunt like a 5 star restaurant serves gourmet steak

but you're gonna say the wrong thing to the wrong person one day

you cannot afford to fuck around and find out when they're over 5'9 my friend, sit down please

Whatever it takes🦋🩰:

you're the eldest child of your family aren't you

You don't need to prioritize everyone before yourself!

Love yourself first damn it!

You probably like Milfs or goths

You also probably wish Zestial had more songs

I have a feeling your favorite Disney movie is Encanto...

Poison🚬🕷️🥺:

Holy fuck you need a hug

You're either a survivor of some kind or life has just been kicking you in the balls for no god damn reason

Come here, I'm adopting you and making sure you're actually happy

You're low key an amazing dancer

literally one of the best people to be friends with

Loser Baby🐈‍⬛🕷️:

hello my fellow queers, Keith David fans, Blake Roman fans and Huskerdust shippers

You are a connoisseur of slow burn romance

You're probably a depressed hopeless romantic

friend, if you want the Husker to your dust...the loser to your baby...you gotta talk to people...

go touch grass

you're that one friend who bullies your bestie but that's cuz that your guy's love language

If anyone messed with your bestie, you'd fight that person to the death the way Husk and Angel did to those loan sharks

Hell's greatest dad🪽🦌:

You either beef with ppl for fun or you're a very flamboyant theater kid

Its probably both tbh

You probably fell in love with the blonde short king after this song

You ship Radioapple

you want a sitcom ft Radioapple and you'd sell your soul to get it

Your fav Disney movie is probably Aladdin

You totally play "HaHA! Fuck you..." on repeat

More than anything🪽😭:

So how's your relationship with your dad...

You cried so hard to this song that it scared you

grab the tissues, get your coziest blanket and go get your favorite treat

and some therapy

Welcome to Heaven😇🎶:

Emily is your favorite character

Your gaydar was going off when St. Peter started existing

Your a chill person

A little too chill though…

You might still be an active member of your community

Ya might wanna consider reducing your hours, there is such a thing as too much loyalty

Treat yourself to a vacation

You didn't know😧🪽:

Hello fellow black sheep of the family with severe religious trauma

You freaked the fuck out when the “If Hell is forever then Heaven must be a lie” line dropped

You felt so vindicated after this song and honestly, same

You LOVED Emily by the end of this song

Out for love 💗 🩰:

You like MILFs

You want Carmilla to kick/step on you

You’re either a magical girl fan, a fan of Latin music or both

You cheered so hard for Vaggie at the end you definitely got a noise complaint 🤣

Ready for this🎤⚔️:

You have anxiety

Your favorite character is probably Charlie

Your favorite movie is probably Marry Poppins or something in the same time period/genre

You’ve dealt with Karen’s before and watching Susan become tolerable was so satisfying for you

You want Alastor and Rosie to adopt you

More than anything(reprise):

You're the poster child of sappy hopeless romantics

You cried a little from joy here

You’re definitely not straight

You want this moment, go get yourself a Vaggie cuz you’re definitely gonna be the Charlie of the relationship

Finale🎶🎆:

You're the ultimate theater kid

This song hit all the sweet spots in your depressed brain for you

Let’s be honest, your favorite part of the song was either the Vees or Alastor

It’d your favorite part was with the Vees, your a huge chaos gremlin

You cannot be trusted with information but you’re very fun at parties

If your favorite part was Alastor’s part, get therapy

If you related to that part on a spiritual level, you mask so hard I’d believe you if you said you were born wearing a mask

#Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin music #musicals #Hazbin meme

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rogueddie · 1 year

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He isn't sure what he was expecting Hawkins to be like but, despite the massive end-of-the-world cracks, it's a nice little town. It makes the cracks and breaks more depressing- he's sure the little place would be completely lovely otherwise.

The little street Jonathan directs him down is one of the lucky ones that have gone completely unaffected. Although, it does seem a little eerie- most of the cars gone, curtains closed, the residents inside long gone.

The house they pull up outside of though is still lively, still packing up a car. A group are standing around the trunk, all turning when Argyle pulls the van to a stop.

Once everyone has stepped out the van, and the initial shock is over, they're all running to greet each other. He shifts to the side, pleased to the weird girl and little Byers hugging the same little guy in a group hug. Byers and his girl too, hugging so tight that he's lifting her off the ground. Even Wheeler and his mom...

He can't help but notice the two, hovering at the side of the group. The man quickly looks away when Argyle catches his eyes. He wonders if he's the one that Argyle could feel eyeing him.

He looks flustered, but doesn't resist when the woman drags him over with a hand on his wrist.

"Hey," Argyle greets, shamelessly focusing on the man.

"Hi," he even waves a little. "Uh... sorry, I don't know-?"

"Oh, right. I'm Argyle!"

"Steve," he offers a hand, which Argyle shakes, patting his shoulder at the same time. "Um. This is Robin."

"Like the bird!" Argyle grins when she snorts. "You guys packing up?"

"The schools been turned into a relief center," Robin explains. "We're donating some old stuff."

"Rad. You need any help? I've got plenty of room in my-"

"Steve needs a lift," Robin says, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth when he tries to argue. "We have the boxes all packed up in the car already, it'd be annoying to move them all now. But there's no room left for Steve!"

"Sorry, just, uh... excuse us, for a minute." Steve grabs her wrist, dragging her off before Argyle can agree.

Jonathan and Nancy seem to be finished with their little moment, so Argyle creeps over to them.

"Byers, hey," Argyle glances at the two, where Robin is clearly winning whatever debate they're having. "You guys gonna be ok here for a while?"

"Just for a little while. We're going to need a ride to Hoppers old cabin."

"Right... but you don't need to go, like, right now?"

"Not right now. Why? What are you-?"

A throat is cleared behind them- Steve. He smiles a little awkwardly, shifting. "Um, yeah, I'll, uh... take that offer, if that's still ok?"

"Of course it is!" Argyle easily agrees. "Vans still open if you wanna wait inside, I just need a moment, alright?"

"Yeah, alright."

Argyle waits until he's climbed into the passenger seat before turning back to Jonathan, who's watching with a shocked look.

"I'm giving him a ride to the relief thing."

"Right," Jonathan says, slow with disbelief. He pauses, looking to the van. "Steve?"

"Yeah, seems like a chill dude. I'll be back soon, yeah?"

"Alright, yeah, sure. See you soon, then."

He's already heading back to his van before Jonathan can finish, waving as he goes. He climbs in quick, after calling one last goodbye. Steve gives a little smile again, in greeting, so he risks leaning over, a little into his space.

"You do know the way, right?"

"Yeah, I know the way," Steves laugh is more of a sigh. "We're gonna follow the others though, it'll be easier."

"Ahh, yeah, of course." He turns in his seat, spotting the others as they just finish piling into the car. He backs up a little so they have room to leave. "Your sister won your fight then?"

"My sister? Oh, you mean Robin. No, we're just friends. But, uh, yeah. She usually does."

"Yeah, sisters are like that." He stays silent for a moment, glancing at Steve. He's sure that his silent question is heard, but refused. "You're not Steve Harrington are you?"

"Yeah? What, Jonathan talk about me?"

"Oh, nah, man. The smaller Byers. They don't talk about you a lot, but they both agree that you are one cool dude."

"Really?"

Argyle glances over, smiling at how much he's perked up. "Yeah, man. Gotta say, it's already looking like they're right."

"You're already sure about that?"

"Yeah, it's your whole vibe. You're cool."

"Thanks?"

The rest of the drive is quiet. But, whenever he risks glancing over, he spots Steve quickly looking away. He ducks his head each time too, looking vaguely flustered. It feels like it should be clear messages, but he can remember how confusing some of those initial signals from Jon were.

But his excuse worked the first time, it can work again.

He reaches over, pulling Steves hand closer to his, winding their fingers together. When he glances over, Steve has a little smile, cheeks a little pink.

"Alright?" He has to ask.

"Yeah. Yeah, this is, uh, alright," Steve laughs quietly, shaking his head. "Remind me to never doubt Robs instincts ever again."

#stranger things #argyle #steve harrington #stargyle #stargyle fic #ficlet #stargylefic

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milkytheholy1 · 2 years

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The Future

A/N: Hey everyone, I'm back on my TMNT shit again. Rottmnt Leo x GNReader - set in the Kraang future.

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Who knew the future could suck so much? After the Kraang invaded, everything seemed to just get worse. No matter how many battles and how many deaths, no day seemed better than the other. But at least you had one thing the Kraang would never have, family.

Though you were divided sometimes or lost to another realm, your family were always there for you. Perhaps four turtles, a rat and a random girl from Brooklyn wouldn't make up for the loss of motherly touch, but it's all you had.

And you wouldn't change it for the world.

Though the apocalypse was bleak there was always something to look forward to, whether that be finding more survivors, coming up with ways to slow down the Kraang or even just a beautiful sunset on a mundane and boring day.

Master Leonardo always told you to have hope, that hope would drive everything into place. Maybe he was right, maybe hope would be the key to winning the end fight. You couldn't see it yourself, perhaps you had hung around Donnie too much in your youth and now his pessimism is finally rubbing off on you.

"Hey, what are you doing up here all by yourself? Kraang will be patrolling soon."

Ah, there he was, the turtle of the hour.

"Leonardo, I could ask you the same thing."

You could hear his small chuckle, knowing his big shoulders jostled around as he laughed. You felt the empty space next to you be claimed by him, his arm brushing up beside your own, the cold metal giving you a slight chill. It was nice, what he did for Raph. He wanted to have something of each of his brothers, to remember them and as he said to you one night "Always have them with me no matter where we all are."

It was a kind gesture at the time and rung true so many months into the future. He bumped his elbow gently against yours, he was getting used to the whole metal thing, finally realising his own strength.

"Oh ho hoo, calling me by my full name, huh? What did I do this time?" he mused, you could practically feel his smirk. You shrugged your shoulders, just enjoying the moment before the chaos. You were sat up on a ledge, a crumbled building below you.

The sun was just beginning to set, casting the sky in bright oranges and yellows, "You haven't done anything, for once. I just like the way it feels coming from my lips, Leonardoooooo, Leeeeeoooooonardo-"

He smushed his hand against your lips, silencing you with a pout, "Ok, ok I get it, you're a big fan; who wouldn't be?" You licked his palm, knowing he wouldn't really feel it anyway. But from the way your face cringed at the dirt and rust, he sussed it out pretty quickly, "You regret doing that, huh?"

"Oh, big time." you both broke out into laughter, it reminded you of the old times. The days when New York wasn't a mass of ruins and you had never heard of anything like the Kraang. It was just simple days where you and the guys would hang out, like this, on rooftops eating pizza and laughing until soda burst out of your noses.

It almost feels funny reminiscing like that, you had all known each other for so long it's weird to think you'd still be together.

"Hey, c'mon I'm not that boring am I?" Leo pouted, trying and succeeding in getting your attention. You turned to him, my how he'd grown. You all had, but somehow when you looked at Leo, you were reminded that you weren't dumb teenagers anymore; no matter how much you both still acted like one.

"I was just...reflecting, is all." you hummed out, unable to look away from his eyes. He smiled weakly back at you, his pupils reflecting the glowing sun. You were both cast in a yellow, heavenly glow, the golden hour as it was once known as.

"Hey," Leo whispered, his low voice doing things to you.

"Hi," you gently whispered back, not daring to break what little tranquil silence you had together.

"Did it hurt?" he asked, puzzling you. Flicking a brow up, you rolled your eyes, quickly catching on, "What? When I fell from heaven?" Leo shook his head, "No."

Now you were confused, Leo was always known to be a flirt when it came to you. Even when you were younger you were both sickly in love and yet, nothing has changed. He'd still tell you cheesy pick-up lines even if you have heard them over a hundred times by this point.

"What?" you questioned, wondering where he was going with this. Leo took your much smaller hand into his own, the metallic touch of his fingers cooling down your heated skin, "Did it hurt when you fell for me?" he grinned out.

You pushed him away with your free hand, though he soon tugged you down with him; still connected by your touch. You landed on his chest with laughter, eyes tearing up with how much his little stunt had caught you off guard.

"T-that was a good one, I'll give you that." you huffed out, wiping another tear away. Leo had wrapped his arms around your waist making it impossible for you to leave, unless you asked but why would you?

"Oooh I miss this," he sighed, rubbing his beak into your neck. You hummed along with his, just enjoying the warmth the sun brought upon you both. You could have laid there for hours, but the sun would soon set and once the moon peeked up from the land the Kraang would patrol.

"D-do you think we'll win?" you muttered out, pulling yourself impossibly closer to the red-eared slider. You could feel Leo's grip on you tighten, "I promised it, didn't I?"

"And you never break your promises," you continued, flicking your gaze up to him. He was already looking down at you with love and hope in his eyes, "Right," he agreed. You both slowly leaned in, pressing your lips together like so many times before. And that's where you stayed for a few moments, just the two of you interlocked and basking in what once was.

#tmnt leonardo x reader #fandom #fanfic #fan #fanfiction #oneshot #reader #tmnt #fluff #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt leonardo #leo tmnt #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt leo #rottmnt leonardo x reader #rottmnt leonardo

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footballfanficwriter · 1 year

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A match to attend

Summary:The reader attends Kylian's football match

"Kylian hurry up"

"I'm coming mon amore"

He walks out the room wearing his full football kit and his track suit

"Vomos"

We head to the car and Kylian is driving while listening to music

"I'm nervous" he says

"Bout what"

" what if we lose, this is a very important match y/n and if we lose , I don't know"

" you'll do great love I know you will"

We Arive at the stadium and people start arriving

"Can you walk me to the changing room" he asks when we exit the car

"Ok babe"

We walk to the changing room and I stop at the door

"Ok I can't go any further than this, babe don't be nervous, just know that I'll be waiting for you and I'll be pround of you no matter the outcome" I say

"Ok" he says and kisses me

"Get a room,you can't just kiss in the hallway" Archaf says

I pull away knowing he won't do it first

"I love you"

"I love you more"

I let go of his hand and start making my way to my seat close to the pitch where I know he'll be able to see me

As the match starts these 4 girls sit next to me and watch the match and quite frankly I don't mind, that was until they start making comments about Kylian

"Guys kylian is so hot look at him"

" he's so cute"

"Nah he's hot more than cute"

"And when he smiles, oh lord have mercy"

I mean they weren't wrong but I didn't like the comments coming out their mouths

"Or when he wears a suit mmh"

These little comments continue through out the whole game , they would be cheering for him and screaming how much they love him

No gonna lie it was becoming annoying for me and I couldn't watch the match properly

Right now the team is winning and we're in the extra time with only one minute left until the match ends

I see Archaf pass the ball to Sergio, then Sergio passes the ball to Kylian

Kylian runs full speed with the ball being faster than the opponents he get into the box and shoots

As he's shooting he manages to score and just then the final whistle goes off

Kylian pushes past he's team mates as they try to huddle around him and instead is running towards me

"Oh my gosh he's coming this way" one of the girls next to me says

"He running towards us oh my God"

"I can't believe this is actually happening" they say

As kylian gets closer and closer the more they freak out

He comes to the edge of the pitch and looks up at me and I stand up and look down on him and bend down to give him a kiss

"I'm so proud of you babe"

"Merci mon amore"

"You played so well"

"Thank you, by the way that goal was for you"

"Thank you"

"You're welcome" he says and takes his shirt off and hands it to me

"I love you"

"I lovd you too"

"Let me get my things and we can head home and chill"

"Ok"

He walks away and I turn around to grab my bag and my things and glace at the girls in the process

As I'm packing my things up I see trem looking at me with widen eyes and widen mouths

"Salut" I say and leave

When I go back to the tunnel I see kylian waiting for me and he takes my hand and we walk to the car

When we get home he throws himself onto the couch and let's out a sigh

"What do you wanna do now"i ask

"I wanna cuddle" he says as he opens his arms for me

"Feeling a little clingy"

"I missed you" he says

"I was right there with you"

"Yet you were so far" he says

I lye on him as he kisses my forehead and draws circles on my back

And we fall asleep like that

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cricketnationrise · 3 months

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oh my gosh the fest is getting so fancy!! congrats on 500, babe you deserve it SO MUCH!!

7:32 pm

Faber Rink (with this and the time i was thinking during a game but do whatever works in your perfect brain!)

Dex and/or Nursey

OK Go - another set of issues; specifically "So keep your head down / Keep your hands where I can see them now / This'll all be over soon"

T or M

🤍🤍🤍

HELLO DARLING

now that i'm back from hawaii and through a tough week of work catch-up, i finally had time to write whats been swirling around in my brain since i got your prompt. did i nail the vibes of the song? possibly not, but this is where my brain went, so i hope you like it anyway 💜🦗

want your own ficlet? followers can request their own prompt using these guidelines through Jan 31, 2024 (5 more days!) I WILL write every one, promise.

7:32pm, faber

“Dex.” The sound of his name jerks him out of his memories of last night.

“What?”

“It’s time, dude,” Nursey says, holding his fist out for their customary pre-game elaborate handshake. As always, he’s infuriatingly chill. Or chill-looking, which is more than Dex has ever managed on a normal day, let alone right before a playoff game the day after he hooked up with one of his best friends.

“You sure we should be doing this?” Dex pants as Nursey mouths down his neck.

“So sure. Now shut up.”

Dex smirks. “Make me, Nursey.”

Nursey ceases his assault on Dex’s neck long enough to smirk back at him before he pulls Dex in by the back of his neck for a furious kiss.

Under the half-burned out fluorescent lights of the tunnel, no one is beautiful. Like, objectively. But Nursey — glorious, stunning, radiant Nursey — manages to defy the odds. And he still has his gloved fist held out, waiting for Dex to do something, anything; anxiety starting to creep in at the edge of his green eyes.

And nope. As awkward as it may be right now, Dex cannot stand being the cause of such a thing. Not after they’ve both worked so hard to come out the other side of their fights to be friends.

He forces a smile on his face and meets Nursey’s glove with his own.

Dex shivers with every scrape of Nursey’s stubble on his chest. He’s flying high right now, every place he and Nursey are skin to skin feels like there’s a current running through them.

“Mm, Nursey more, please…”

“Comin’ right up,” Nursey winks before biting down just above Dex’s abs. The sharp sting of pain only amplifies all the pleasure coursing through his body. He doesn’t even care if Nursey leaves a bruise — he kind of wants him to, actually.

“Ready to smash it out there tonight?” Dex asks, forcing his voice to remain steady, to project Captain Dex as hard as he can. If he thinks about last night for too long, he’ll probably forget how to skate.

“You know it, Poindoodle,” Nursey says. They step through their handshake, as in sync now as they are on the ice, as they were last night — no, not now. Dex focuses on the movements, the routine that the two of them have built together over four years.

“Fuck, Will—” Nursey’s words are cut off with a groan as Dex swallows around him, tasting Nursey’s release on the back of his tongue. He thinks the jolt of smug satisfaction that goes down his spine is justified.

After all, no one but Dex reduced Nursey to just moans and curses and his fucking name.

The handshake ends, as it always does, with pulling each other close for a totally-platonic-not-at-all-wishing-to-be-real back-slapping hug. As it always does, the hug lingers. On both of their parts. Dex wishes he had words for once, but they’ve never been his thing.

Nursey has no such hang ups, and whispers in Dex’s ear instead of pulling back.

“We’re gonna win this game tonight, and then we’re gonna celebrate at the Haus with our teammates. And then we’ll keep celebrating in your room, just the two of us. If you want to?”

Dex pulls back just far enough to meet Nursey’s gaze.

“Derek— please, so close—”

“Easy, I got your back, just let go,” Nursey murmurs before reapplying his mouth to Dex’s cock.

Dex shudders as Nursey swirls his tongue around the head and falls headlong over the edge with a shout.

“I do want.”

“Well then, lets go fuck Harvard up, shall we?” Nursey’s eyes are sparkling, brighter than the stars Dex sees out in the forests of Maine.

Dex knows they still have a lot to talk about, but at this moment he just knows they’re on the same page. He grins, wider than he usually lets himself.

“After you.”

#cricket writes #missanniewhimsy #ficlet fest 500 #omgcp #check please

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alitgblog · 1 month

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volume vii thoughts

as per usual I have complaints about the missed opportunities of casa

first things first, the casa boys' sprites looked bad to me when I saw that post fusebox made but after playing for like a minute, I was like nah actually they're quite fine. However, prettiest sprites they're competing with are Jin, Claudia, Oakley, Tyler, and Bea so the competition is rough. Also idk something is throwing me off with Shawn and especially Kyle's face shapes.

I think last post I made I said Hari at least got more of a chance than Tyler, but scratch that actually, it feels like they got the same chance because suddenly we're in casa and hardly any mention of him, even though he and my MC have kissed a few times already and she hasn't really rejected him fully over Jin yet? Don't know if anyone's in the boat of going all in with Hari but I'm curious what the gameplay is like for them.

So Emel has randomly decided to be annoyed at Oakley again (I'll replay for you next time Oakley 🥺) and it's clearly because the routes are merged now, which is such a shame because I do think Emel and Oakley could've worked it out and become a fun couple to watch on the real show (probably a boring one though that the audience would dump until after the show ended that their real personalities come out on social media and the public like them individually or at least understand why they were together so long). And I know it's not the most in character thing but I so appreciate it not being a complete 180 for the sake of plot because I'm trying to imagine this with all the couples given what I know about them from my playthrough and Emel/Oakley always have problems because she's uptight and wants more dramatics in their romance and he's chill so any little thing he ends up doing sets her off, sure, I can buy that Emel is a little delusional. Then Luna/Jin would have problems because Luna is less extroverted than Jin, serious, and irritable (which honestly, relatable) and so Jin does things for a laugh and she doesn't get it. So maybe he didn't wink at Bea or did it as a joke because he's being cheeky and she takes it as flirting and starts an argument. And from my playthrough, Sophie and Jack always feel like they're looking for an argument so that checks out too. It's not perfect, but I can feasibly see how one could justify this plot point.

absolutely living for flirting with Claudia in casa

pet peeve subjective raunchy races is back 😠 at least a couple of them are better, like they did have oldest boy in there at least. everything else though, I don't care that much to listen to them argue about who's the most well traveled or stylish.

I love Bea's personality, she's so fun. And tbh, I'm kind of liking her and Liam together. He's forward and she's into it, and it seems like he can keep up with her for now so I'm happy with that couple and I hope it doesn't turn to shit (it probably will).

also pay to win when losers are gonna throw a part anyway ok sure 🙄 I think I've mentioned this before but like personally I think if they're gonna do gem scenes, there has to be a logical ways out of it rather than just MC being like "nah I don't feel like it" and then they lose?? at least for other gem scenes it's like "tell Sophie off 10 gems" or "stay silent" like sure that's fine I guess.

anyway the chats with the boys were actually all pretty fun and short. I, as per usual, have immediately gravitated towards the foodie/chef character but I'll admit I see what y'all are saying about Kyle. Tbh even Max isn't too bad but I'm cautious bc I'm getting Eddie vibes (it's the blond and the gossip lol). And I like Liam, he's like a less cartoonishly silly Hamish (so he reminds me of Felix).

I really like the free party wear dress and this is the second volume in a row MC has accidentally matched with a boy not her partner lol

Bea first mentioning she was bi but not flirting, I just thought maybe they were setting her up to partner with Claudia/Theo depending on who you couple up with/if you're on one of their routes. But then oh the tension at the party when she's staring at MC saying she wants to turn heads and Claudia getting nervous??? loving that.

I don't know what it's like for the other boys but it seems like Shawn and Kyle are drama averse, which I think could be an interesting plot point for later coming back from casa of course, but I also don't know if I believe in fusebox's ability to incorporate that in the story. (once again, the day I write a fic and learn to code its all over for you fusebox)

I didn't pay for the Bea talking about Jin scene but I saw yall talk about Sienna and like I doubt it's going anywhere if it's behind a paywall? it's like the Brad and Christy stuff tbh like unless a bunch of dumped islanders are coming back at the end, I'm ignoring it.

anyway it truly is missing Jin hours again 😔

#litg #litg s8 #rambling #if anyones wondering im a little late again bc im still working on the SAME paint by numbers that delayed me last week

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dinomite2 · 7 months

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Male Agent 8 Best friends headcanons Prt 3 Salmon run

(Good! Now part 3 is here now of course as before Enjoy!)

So a month or two ago the big run ended and I managed to get the Bronze prize today maybe someday or month I'll get a Gold one

Oh and also a tip for the new Grizzco weapon the GRIZZCO DUALIES *ahem* while the duealies don't make up for damage and range it makes up for rolling use that in order to create large paths for your teammates destroy tons of salmonids with its 125 damage per roll and get to places super faster than swimming

(All use with caution of course!)

Again reader is male

●So upon of both winning your first Turf War making two new friends and having a great Afternoon playing games and eating pizza yesterday was a great start to your life together .

● and today was perfectly normal day in the big city of inkopolis seagulls were squawking the sun was shining and inklings were playing Turf , Ranked and X battles and Inside of your apartment level was You and 8 sitting around just chilling around and playing some video games for today

● all was good and both of you were slowly starting to get ready for the meet up at the sushi restaurant with the two inklings until you told Hachi to get the mail today and Inside of your mailbox was ....

Greetings Sir and or Madam You have been sent this message to question if you willing to Partake in the one of the best glorious jobs of grizzco industry's

SALMON RUN !

You ! Yes ! YOU! And your 3 other colleagues colleagues can help stabilize Between those slimy Salmonids from wreaking havoc onto the surface dwellers above In inkopolis

Other than Great pay and flexible hours, you get a Week of paid leave annually in case of any emergencies You get to be your own manager on Your own time, you can only apply to this job if you...

Communicate with your teammates better than jellyfish

Are persistent and constantly working to improve

And Absolutely HATE salmonids

Meet us here at these locations here!

● 8 was so ecstatic and curious about this new unexpected job offer that he ran up to you crashed onto wall trying to get to you and he BEGGED to go to salmon run but you just decided no for tonight he tried and tried to convince you to go to salmon run he even went to Inkopolis news to try and convince you to go!

"Look Hachi I know it sounds very good but we have to get ready for the sushi meetup with the- wait where did you go"

*BLIP!*

The tv turned on it was inkopolis news and as soon as camera opened instead of showing marina and pearl both at their respective seats 8's face was smushed onto the camera !

"Y/N can we go to Salmon run ?"

You gasped!

" 8 PLEASE get your face off the camera we're doing the news " Marina said trying to convince 8 to stop covering up the camera with his face

You grabbed the TV remote and turned off the TV as fast as you could

" Uh ok then guess I'll have to grab hi- YAHHAAHA" 8 appeared right in front of your face as you turned around

"Y/n Can we go to Salmon run pleasssseeeeee" 8 Begged while slowly slumping to the wooden floor

"Ok ok we'll go but first we need some recruits for our shift and I just know who ...."

"So you and 8 want to try out this Salmon run huh?" The Inkling questioned looking at the job application paper

" not wanted to try out per say more like aggressively convinced also I haven't gotten both of your names a while back what are they?"

"Oh! I'm Visor nice to meet you and this over there is Retro he mostly just plays games ,say hi dude " he requested

"Hey " the Inkling said then after immediately picking a piece of futomaki and eating it while playing a game with his Squidphone while Hachi quickly eating plates Maki

"Ok so we'll both meet up at grizzco riiiiiight here am I correct?"

"yep!"

●Ok Now its Time to get the Job started and Done ! Now at your new found part time job at grizzco industries along with your brand new team

● Now with your Team's work shifts will be either be normal Extremely well extremely Bad or be the most Goofy out of the world looney toons like episode ever

● how goofy would it go exactly? Well to start sometimes while your team is splatting Salmonids and collecting Golden eggs from boss Salmonids 8 would Sometimes ask the WEIRDEST mind Numbing questions to you or any of the team

the whole team was eating lunch up top of the spiral of Sockeye Station waiting for the new wave of Salmonids to come Y/N was reading a comic book, Retro was playing games with his Squidswitch and Visor was eating a spare pizza pocket he packed up

● "Hey Y/n? I got a question " 8 asked

●"Yeah whats the question ?" You answered placing a bookmark in your book and closing it

● " What does water taste like? "

● " What? "

● "Hey Retro I got a question " 8 questioned

●" What is the question 8" Retro said not really in the mood to talk

● " Why can't we move the top set of our teeth but we can move the bottom?" 8 questioned

● " um I don't know really "

● "why?"

● "I don't know "

● "why?"

● "I don't know "

● "Why?"

● "I don't know ok!? Leave me alone please? "

● And secondly sometimes Retro would do absolutely NOTHING but play games on his phone or squidswitch even though There's a MOTHERSHIP WAVE AND WHILE HE HAS A CHARGER

● " DUDE WE NEED GOLDEN EGGS HERE SHOOT OUT THE FLYING SALMONIDS "

● *yawnnn* he yawned and scratches his back while playing on his phone

● "CMON HELP US HERE WE DONT HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO FILL THE QUOTA "

● "Blah Blah blah can't hear you" Retro said in a monotone voice still focusing more on his games rather than the goal hand

THATS A WRAP

●all of you left demoted to Profesional +3 the and slightly pissed at Retro laziness for losing the wave and the Quota

● Finally near the start of a wave sometimes 8 and Visor would do a freindly competition with each other over some simple things on the job like who can get the most power eggs in three waves or who throw the least amount of splat bombs but it can get a bit hectic if it wasn't for you to take things into control

● " Hey 8 I just got 4 flyfishes now you must be pretty low in the lead now"

● "7"

●"What?"

● "I got 7 Visor what are you gonna do now"

Visor contiuned to have a straight face

● "ok It's on "

The inkling and octoling both had heated challenges with each other and either it was one sided or at the very end the tables were turned just as the waves ended

"8 I'm pretty sure I won that one"

"No I'm think I got more than you"

"Nope I won that one there"

"I did "

"I did"

"I DID"

"Ok you two calm down we,ll settle the score later"

"BUT HE WAS CHEATING"

● and after splatting tons of boss and king for the Salmonids all you all decided to call it a day say your goodbyes and head back home along with 8 and play some broad games and also don't be surprised if this guy manages to beat you multiple times in a row at chess connect 4 uno and more

● but alas it was late and you went to bed for another day to rise ...

Ok! It's done REALLY DANG sorry this took two months for it to be done and I was feeling a bit slow for today and school was taking up a majority of my overall time and I wanted to focus about for a while

But anyways stay safe and stay cool 👍

#splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon 3 #splatoon x reader #agent 8 #salmon run #splat3 #splatoon salmon run #octoling

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fandom-blackhole · 1 year

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ok I haven't read your notes on episode three bc I'm excited and don't wanna spoil anything, so this Joel thot is half baked bc you know me coeur, I don't know jack about the last of us. But I just wanna make post outbreak Joel a nice breakfast. Eggs and bacon and pancakes, ok maybe not pancakes like we talked about with the bread, and potatoes and juice and coffee and all that jazz. Just have a nice good hearty breakfast and chill out, nothing pressing to do

Ugh ep 3 literally tore all of our hearts out. I've waited to post this though, because the idea I had involved slight spoilers so sorry for making you wait, and I hope you like this :)

WC: 0.8k

Warnings: slight spoilers for ep3, I avoided spoilers from the rest of the game so I wouldn't ruin the show bc the requesty (ie my gf) has no knowledge of tlou beside what I've said and the show, sassy Joel <3, I used his Boston QZ apartment from the game as the layout, also a reference to in game Bill (if you guess it you win my love and respect)

"What is all this?"

Looking up from where you were placing down a nicely cleaned fork next to one of the plates on the table, you smile at the man who just came from the bedroom, his hair disheveled and eyes squinting at the sun coming in through the windows.

"Breakfast," you hum happily, turning back to set the other set of silverware next to the other plate.

Joel walks over rubbing the sleep from his face and looks over the two plates piled with food, more food, real food, than the two of you have had in months. Each plate has a healthy helping of fried potatoes mixed with peppers, scrambled eggs, and your poor attempt at making homemade sausage patties. You'd even managed to make some coffee for the two of you.

After a few seconds of taking in the plates, and more importantly the food, Joel turns to you with his brow furrowed, and gruffly asks, "And where did you get all this?"

Grinning, your mood to high after planning this surprise for what feels like forever, and more than happy to finally get to do it, you just nod to the chair Joel usually takes up and plop down into your own, ignoring the creak it makes at the sudden added weight- itd already broken on you once and Joel had so kindly repaired it for you while grumbling about being more gentler with it from now on.

"Frank, i…snuck out while you were busy in another district of the QZ for a couple of days and got him to trade me some potatoes, peppers, and eggs, of course it didn't take much convincing for Frank. Bill more or less grumbled the whole time. The sausage is a mix of rabbit and squirrel…I, uh, tried my best with it, but well it was kind of a first attempt."

You shrug, and watch Joel gently lower himself into his chair across from you. Carefully he picks up his fork, and glances at you before spearing a potato and trying it. He's silent as he chews, his face not giving away anything and as the silence ticks on, your anxiety starts to get to you. But just as you're opening your mouth to say something, Joel let's out an appreciative grunt and starts in on his eggs. Sighing, you pick up your own fork and start to dig into your own eggs, humming in pleasure at the taste of a warm seasoned meal and not just dried rations you usually had.

The two of you eat in silence for a few minutes, before you perk up and say, "Oh! I almost forgot."

Getting up from the table, you walk over to your little stash spot in one of the kitchens unused cabinets and pull out a bottle. After sitting back down, you cheerfully put the bottle of Cholula hot sauce. Joel pauses, mid sip of his coffee, looking back and forth between the bottle and you before grabbing it off the table and huffing a laugh.

"And where on Earth did you find this?"

Humming smugly at Joel’s fascination, you shrug trying to play nonchalant, as you say, "Found it on our last outing. Just under some shelves."

Joel, shaking his head, smiles and opens the bottle, dashing some onto his potatoes, before setting it back onto the table. Digging into his potatoes once more, Joel groans and points to the potatoes, saying, "This is as good as gold, darling," he takes a few more bites and just as you turn to continue eating yourself, Joel hums again and says, "Hell I think the 20 year old Cholula may even make your misshapen meat monstrosity edible."

Gasping you look up at him only to find him smiling and holding in a laugh. Pouting, you turn back to your food, and grumble under your breath, "See if u ever do anything nice for you ever again."

Later after you both were finished eating and the two of you had cleaned up all the silverware and plates, Joel was getting ready to leave for the day as you held up his jacket for him to put on, you asked, "Was it good…the surprise?"

Turning around and fixing the cuffs on the jackets sleeves Joel nodded, a small content smile on his face. Smiling yourself at his happy state, something you didn't see often, you looked down at the ground. Joel grabbed your hand, though, and made you look back up at him, his face now serious again as he looked into your eyes.

"Just, promise me not to go out alone again… no surprise is worth you risking your life being out there alone like that."

You simply nodded in agreement, and Joel nodded back before letting go of your hand and moving towards the door.

As he was leaving, Joel paused in the doorway and looks back to you curious, "What did you trade for all that?"

Looking over to him, you shrugged and replied, "That machete of mine that Bill has been eyeing for the longest time."

Joel just sighed, and shook his head before leaving.

If you have any thots, ideas, or requests involving Joel, my askbox is wide open! Please send them to me! Thanks for reading :)

#joel x reader #joel miller x reader #just fluff no angst this time #tlou spoilers #< just in case

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sourbinnie · 10 months

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cicuta -> ch.2 : encounters

-> genre : non!idol au | angst | smut | fluff | all of it one bowl -> pair : ot8!skz x fem!reader -> warnings : swearing (a lot of it) ; smoking ; drug use (mentioned) ; kinda suggestive -> plot : so how did you end up surrounded by the biggest rappers from the underground seoul scene? your brother was making it big (even if your parents didn't believe that was a real job) and you decided to join him at one of the finals to see him. let's say that's where it all went downhill… -> appeareances from other idols, stay tuned!

waking up with a headache wasn't ideal but at least i wasn't my brother who was going to wake up with a hangover. i left a set of aspirin and a glass of water next to him as i sighed looking at the scene in front of me. not only were his clothes ripped, he had scratches on his face, some doodles on his cheek and a lot of phone numbers in his pocket written in napkins. i rolled my eyes as i headed out of his room and tried to recall what the fuck happened yesterday.

i didn't even drink and everything still felt like a blur. it just went by so fast and memories were flashing through my head but it always brought me back to the kiss i shared with jeongin outside. i blushed recalling the event and as much as i try to shake it off as just a "heat of the moment" thing, i knew it wasn't that. i even exchanged numbers with him which i didn't do often (but i didn't make out with someone i just met a lot either).

"good lord i don't even know what happened and i could barely get up." mingi said as he got closer and i hid my phone immediately in my pocket since i had opened jeongin's contact. "did you get me home yesterday? how the fuck did you do that?"

"a lot of help from changbin and san." i explained remembering how i got him into the car and the whole ride. i had never heard my brother be drunk like this before as he mumbled everything. he told me stories i've heard a million times before over and over again. but i wasn't mad at him for drinking or for making me drive him home, it's the happiest you've seen him in a long time and that's what mattered.

"san was there? i didn't even remember seeing him." he said and of course he didn't, as soon as the shot glasses were on the table they all went down. i laughed as i gave him a pat on the back, he was trying to recall everything just like i was a few minutes ago but his fuzzy brain was probably not helping. "you were talking to jeongin, that's all i remember."

of course that's what he remembers...

"yeah i just got to know him. he seems nice and he even apologized for the rhyme!" i said as i tried to not think of the damn kiss but it was in my mind. mingi nodded, he wasn't the overbearing protective brother like when we were growing up where a guy would approach me and he would immediately tell them to go away. right now he was more chill about it but he still thought that all the boyfriends i had were idiots.

"i felt bad winning against him because he's so nice off stage unlike everyone else i've competed against." he said, which was really interesting because chan and changbin did seem like nice people. maybe i had a different image of them because i didn't know them that well unlike mingi.

"yeah that's the impression i've got of him." and also he's a really good kisser and also i have his number. i decided to leave my brother to not bother him or make his headache worse as he closed his bedroom door and i went outside. i sometimes forgot that i'm on a break and that i should be enjoying my days but as they seemed to pass, all i could think about is how fast time seemed to fly away.

i looked at my phone and i knew what i wanted to do. i wanted to call jeongin not because i wanted to see him right now but because i wanted to hear his sweet voice and just ask him how he was feeling. ok maybe i sounded a little desperate but i felt a pull towards him like i needed to be with him and that has never happened to me with anyone except...

oh my god he's calling me.

"jeongin? hi." i say and immediately i want to disappear because i don't work on phone calls. it's like i can't process what i want to say ever and this is my way of showing it.

"(y/n) hey! i kinda need to hear your voice." he responds and i melt right then and there. his voice sounding like he just woke up was enough to make my heart race and my mind wander. "is your brother okay?"

"yeah he's a little hungover but he'll be fine." i said as i thought about him and to be fair, he was probably sleeping again. "how are you feeling? last night was a lot."

"it was, at first i was feeling kinda down about losing and changbin being disappointed in me." he expressed and i listened carefully to his words as i tried to pick up the pieces. from what mingi said just minutes ago to what jeongin was telling me now, i had a whole different view of people. "but then it ended quite well i would say." which made me blush furiously.

"yeah? why is that?" i ask knowing the answer but i knew it would fluster him and i needed revenge for him being in my mind 24/7. i could hear him laughing nervously and that made my heart beat faster.

"maybe i can show you if you come around today?" he proposed and who was i say to say no? i wanted to see him at the end of the day (even if i kept denying it to myself). "only if you want to, of course, no pressure."

"yeah i'm down for it, just send me the address." i said as he hung up to text me and told me the hour i should come around. he also told me that his roommates would probably not be around so i should not worry too much about the house being full of guys. the more i thought about it, i recalled all those nights where mingi would invite his friends and the house would be upside down by the end of it.

did i care? no because at least his friends were hot.

oh god i'm down bad for everyone aren't i?

✉ ✉ ✉

when i got to his house i couldn't help but look around to see if i was at the right place. the walls were surrounded with graffiti art and a ton of letters from fans i was assuming. i knocked on the wooden door as i waited for jeongin, my head spinning as i tried to not feel too nervous about encountering him again. to my bad luck someone else opened the door and god it was a surprise.

"what are you doing here?" the one and only minho said to me. i sighed as i was flooded with memories of his face being around my house every single day. he wasn't unfamiliar to me but he also wasn't someone i was fond of and i did not expect to see him ever again. "did your brother send you?"

"why the fuck would my brother send me? are you serious minho?" i almost yelled at this point but i contained myself. i'm never gonna forget when i saw him last time and this is bringing back the worst in my head.

"oh god (y/n) i'm sorry, i tried kicking his ass out but he did- wait. do you two know each other?" jeongin asked as he got closer and looked at us waiting for an explanation. but first he let me in as minho rolled his eyes at my presence and i just shrugged.

their house was way bigger than the one i had with mingi and it looked more comfortable. but it did look like no one had cleaned it in a bit and the sun wasn't shining because the curtains were all covering the windows, it looked like a cave almost. it didn't feel weird to be here but it did feel odd to see minho again after so long and as i sat down next to jeongin, he looked at me with suspicious eyes.

"okay please someone explain why there is so much tension." jeongin said tired of minho's looks and you trying to ignore him as best as you could.

"her brother owes me his whole career basically." minho said casually as he lit up a cigarette and gave me a sarcastic smile. of course that would have me fuming with anger and he knew what to say to piss me off, we never got along in the first place and this is just making it worse. "you can say whatever you want (y/n) but mingi would not be who he was today if it wasn't for me. i pushed him to do better, to start rapping, the fact that he pins all the blame on the shit that happened on me was fucking unfair and you know it."

"you pushed him to do drugs, do you realize that right? you guys were in high school and you were doing all kinds of shit. he was so out of it most of the time when he was at home and i couldn't even see him when he was in school because he was always with you doing god knows what." i said frustrated because i couldn't understand how a person could be so incompetent.

"who the fuck didn't do drugs in high school? and how is it my responsibility? if he started it was because he wanted to." he tried to explain but i wasn't buying it, i knew what happened and i knew what mingi went through to get better.

"you do know that i did not do any drugs in high school." i said convinced that his argument was fucking stupid and that he really needed to check his brain again. jeongin looked at me with a sympathetic look on his face as he was trying to understand both sides but it was hard because he didn't really know what happened all too well. he grabbed my hand and i sighed as i felt myself calm down when he was holding it.

"and i do know that you were a loser who didn't really have any friends other than your brother. also that's why someone left you!" he said and that stupid smile on his face, i wanted to punch the fuck out of him but jeongin stopped me.

"hyung what the hell?" jeongin asked and this time it was minho's turn to shrug as if he didn't say anything bad. i stayed put though, i did not let it get to me because what he thought didn't matter at the end of the day. "i'm sorry noona, i didn't know it would be like this today." he said when minho walked away.

"it's okay innie, it's fine. i just did not expect to see him today or ever again for that matter." i explained as i laid my head on his shoulder and his hand found it's way to my thigh, caressing it slowly. "do you live with anyone else? other than the devil himself."

"i only live with him and changbin. well chan hyung lived here for some time as well and most of his things are here but he's always either at the studio or at someone's house doing unholy things." he said and that made me chuckle. good lord if he was doing things like what we saw at the after party i did not want to know what he was up to. "i wish it could be just us though, i needed to see you."

"i missed you too even though it hasn't even been a day." i said smiling as i looked at him and would you know? he was blushing just like yesterday. i took my chance to place myself on his lap as i put my arms around his neck and met him for a kiss, a bit more steamy and passionate than the one we had before.

"you know minho hyung can come back at any minute right?" he mumbled as he separated from the kiss but his grip on my waist tightened. he looked at me in a way i could not describe and it made me feel so shy all of the sudden but i kept my eyes on him.

"i don't care, he can watch for all i know." i said and he kissed me again, this time deeper than before and i swear i was starting to feel a sensation all over my body. he bit my lip and i couldn't help letting out a whine, he raised an eyebrow at me since i couldn't help but hide and feel embarrassed.

"you're so bold sometimes but you get flustered so easily. don't think i didn't notice how you were looking at my hyungs the other day before the competition." he whispered to me the last part as i tried to think about it, recalling what happened. it was hard to concentrate when i felt a pair of lips on my neck, leaving red marks all over it. i closed my eyes and all i could think about was chan winking at me to then be making out with some girl and randomly looking at me from time to time.

"i wasn't looking at them like that innie." i responded and his hand was on my thigh again as he squeezed it. he knew i was lying, i've never been the best at pretending anyways and people can read me like a book.

"so i guess you won't care that changbin hyung asked about you at night and said he couldn't take his eyes off of you." he whispered delicately and i almost moaned from that comment alone. okay yeah i was feeling a weird way about this but i unfortunately liked it. i liked the attention and just wanted more from it, craved to be watched and needed to see where this would take me. "god baby you are a delight, of course no one could stop staring at you."

jeongin knew exactly what to say for me to feel like i was on my highest high and that was both exciting and terrifying. i felt his phone vibrate as he picked it up and saw that it was a call from someone i could not recognize but when i heard a certain voice everything stopped.

"jeongin? kid? are you there?" that could only be one person.

"hyunjin hyung. what happened?" jeongin asked and if my world wasn't small enough at that moment, i don't know what else to even say. it's like everything collided in one moment and for some reason in my head it was all making sense and making it feel like it was a trap.

they continued having a conversation but all i could focus was on hyunjin's voice. how i haven't heard him in so long that i almost forgot what it was like to even talk to him. how i haven't him in so long and yet i still remember his eyes so clearly. how every time i tried to move on, i was stuck in the past and it was happening all over again as i heard him speak to jeongin.

he hung up but i still felt odd, like things weren't clicking together about this place or these people i was getting to know.

"where do you know hyunjin from?" he asked as if he could read me like he knew me his whole life. my expression was giving me away anyways as i tried to recall the past that i tried so hard to forget about but someone interrupted me anyways as i got up.

"he was her ex in high school." minho said but this time there wasn't any sarcasm or cockiness in him, it was just plain information like he had been studying me through my whole high school journey.

"really? but hasn't he been with seunghee since high school?" jeongin asked and he didn't know how much that question hurt me. but he didn't know any better and i couldn't blame him, i didn't expect for our whole high school drama to follow us years late but here we were.

minho sighed as he looked at me. his eyes weren't judging me anymore, they were pitying me and i think that's way worse. he knew what he said earlier was wrong, i could see it in him but he would never apologize even if he could. he was just too full of himself and saying sorry was too hard of a job for him.

"he's still with seunghee?" i asked as if it wasn't obvious enough that jeongin just said it but i needed minho to confirm it and he did with a nod. it was all the emotions that i felt as a teen rushing through me again like a wave.

"he hasn't left that bitch ever since you two broke up." he clarified and i nodded as i took in the information. "i'll take you home since it's late and i know where it is."

i didn't even have time to tell him to fuck off as jeongin said goodbye to me and minho grabbed my wrist to take me to his car. i got in it anyways because even if i despised him with my whole being, i didn't have it in me to go home alone at such an hour and also he knows me since forever. the silence was uncomfortable but at least i wasn't all alone to deal with my feelings because if i was, i would be crying my eyes out.

"your brother wanted to beat the shit out of him when he found out." minho said which surprised me because i didn't expect him to strike up a conversation or for him to mention my brother. i remember mingi was mad but he didn't show it as he held me the night that it all went down. i said before that he hated all of my boyfriends and thought they were idiots but hyunjin made him boil. "i had to get him to calm down and now that hyunjin started doing freestyle as well, i hope they never cross paths."

"why are you taking me home? i thought you hated me." i said and he laughed which had me more confused than ever because why the fuck would he laugh?

"i never hated you. i know you do hate me and i don't give a fuck about it but mingi was my friend for a really long fucking time and i know when you get sad, hearing about hyunjin again just brought you down." he said and looked at me for a moment but then continued driving. "i can't fail mingi even if he despises me, i know you're the most important thing that happened to him in his words, yes he said this to me once."

i nodded as i took in every word he said and smiled a little bit at the last part. it made me want to cry knowing that mingi felt this way and also that minho still held on to the bond he formed with my brother even if mingi couldn't even see him.

"you'll be alright." he said to me as he parked near my house but not in the entrance because he knew if mingi saw him with me, everything could go down horribly. "i'll make sure you're alright..."

that's what he said when i stepped out of the car, thinking that i didn't hear him but i heard word for word.

#sourbinnie #skz fic #skz x reader #skz fanfic #skz x y/n #skz x you #skz scenarios #stray kids #skz #stray kids x reader #skz au #stray kids au #stray kids x fem reader #skz x fem reader #skz angst

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Reader x Eddie, taking Polaroid pictures of each other and with each other while they are doing it (maybe even walking in on Eddie touching himself while looking at such pictures of y/n and then they do it and take more pics to do it to themselves with for when the other one isn't around cause they are working or something) basically a lot of filth but I think its kinda really cute and damn sexy

OK I need to start by apologizing because this probably is nowhere near as filthy as you wanted it to be, BUT if you've known me before my Eddie days, you know I'm OBSESSED with taking nudes, so I promise I will come back to this and bring out the filth as well!!!! (SMUT-ish) 2k

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, sex (p in v), exhibitionism, nudes, masturbating, humiliation (kinda?), Eddie trying to be mean but it actually just cute, two idiots in love, mentions shitty relationships with parents and smoking, and yeah, I think this is it? it's a chill one, I'm sorry!!!

Your thighs burned as you rolled on Eddie’s cock, his hands cupping your breasts as he stared up at you in awe, getting closer and closer to his second orgasm of the night. You had your eyes closed and your lips sucked between your teeth as you enjoyed the moment, only realizing Eddie’s grip on your body tightened when he raised his voice.

“Where’s your camera?” he panted.

“My- camera?”

“Polaroids” Eddie continued, but you still frowned in confusion.

“The ones we took at the Metallica concert? What!?”

“Just, give it to me”

In complete disbelief, you climbed off his dick and sighed at the sudden emptiness between your legs as you tiptoed your way to your dresser. The second you touched the camera, you realized what he had in mind.

“Do you wanna-?” you began questioning and turned to see Eddie grinning widely at you.

“You’re cute when you’re slow like that”

“Oh shut up!” you scoffed and ran to the foot of the bed. “I get a dick pic for this” you laughed as you snapped a picture of him, sitting on top of your fluffy pillows and pink blankets, hair a mess, lipstick all over his face and cock hard, resting against his abdomen. “I’ll keep this one in my lunch box”

“I have a different idea for my lunch box,” he added.

“Yeah? What do you have in mind?”

“Oh, no, I don’t know what pictures I want, I know I don’t want them inside my lunch box”

“Eddie!” you gasped and jumped on top of the bed, swatting him and throwing yourself against his chest, “Don’t you dare”

“Don’t piss me off, sweetheart, and I won't,” he laughed. Eddie snatched the camera from you and returned to his spot. “Get back on my cock”

“I’m scared now,” you giggled.

“You should be, I’m getting so many ideas!” he chuckled and just when you gasped, he snapped another picture.

“Eddie!”

“I’ll take more if you don’t shut up and climb back on my dick”

Not that you allowed him to win, but you let him think he did. You threw one of your legs over his without a word and guided his tip at your entrance, before lowering yourself on his cock. Eddie took a deep breath and rolled his eyes in pleasure as you moaned, and just when you saw him too lost in the moment, you snatched the camera from him, covered your breasts with your free hand and took another picture, from the side.

“This can go on your lunch box”

“Why are we visiting your mom again?” Eddie whined, his fingers intertwined with yours as you guided him through the office building. “I thought you hated her”

“I do” you nodded and tugged him closer. “But my grandma said something about being decent human beings and being the bigger person and… I don’t know, I didn’t really listen. Point is, I’m doing this for my grandparents. We’ll go in, I’ll introduce you, she’ll try to make small talk, I’ll pretend I’m not annoyed, and then we’re done”

“This is what you stuffed me into this ridiculous suit for?” Eddie cried, “I thought she was buying us dinner at least”

“Can you stop being a child?”

“I can try…”

And as always, your mother was running late. Her assistant mentioned something about a meeting that could not have been postponed, about how your mother was really sorry and that she’d be there as soon as possible, but after 10 minutes of waiting, you and Eddie were ready to leave.

“Y/n, if we leave now, do we have to come back another day?”

“Yeah, poss-”

“Then, no. We’re waiting”

“I’m bored” you whined and leaned against his shoulder, “Unbore me”

“Oh, those sweet, magic words” Eddie smiled, shaking his head. Confused, you looked up, and saw him pull out your camera from his suit jacket.

“Eddie, no!” you warned and pointed a finger at him. But it was too late.

Eddie grabbed your hand and pulled you from the lobby, into the elevator, and randomly chose one of the many levels of the building.

“Thank god you didn’t get us stuck inside this elevator”

“Nah, that’s not fun enough”

You didn’t even question it, instead stumbled after him out of the elevator. He was running around aimlessly, neither of you knowing where you actually were, but he never slowed down, not until he reached a small balcony.

Without giving you chance to say anything, Eddie opened the door and ushered you outside, “Take those off”

“You’re insane if you think I’ll-”

“You told me to unbore you, that’s what I’m doing”

“Not like this!”

“I’ll let you peg me”

You instantly stopped complaining. “What do you want me to take off?”

Your flowery shirt and elegant cardigan flew off of you, lucky to have come off with all buttons still intact. Eddie’s hungry mouth instantly found your nipples, and he sucked and bit into your sensitive skin as you giggled and played with his little ponytail - a look you didn’t hate. But it was only a matter of time until someone would pass through the hallway, and so Eddie didn’t let things escalate too much or he wouldn't have been able to leave that balcony for another 15 minutes.

“Lean back” he ordered and while normally you’d have complained about the height, you arched your back over the edge and let your head fall.

As you stood there, almost trembling in the wind, Eddie grabbed one of your hands to get you to cover one of your breasts as he placed his palm over the other one, and snapped a picture.

“Hurry, hurry!” he said as soon as he pushed the button and pulled you away from the edge.

He threw your bra and your shirt at you, and jumped to cover you, pretending to light up a cigarette as he waved at one of the employees that walked through the hallway. With your heart in your throat you remained glued to his back, breathing heavily until he turned and let you know it was safe to come out.

“You idiot!” you snapped and hit him with the cardigan you had borrowed from Nancy, “You couldn’t have told me sooner someone is coming?”

“No one saw you!”

“Eddie!”

“Doll, put your clothes on”

Sighing heavily, you did so, and together you left the balcony.

“Close your eyes” Eddie said enthusiastically as soon as you took all your clothes off and remained in your underwear.

“Do you have a surprise for me?” you cheered.

“Yes, sweetheart, I do”

“Am I gonna like it?”

“You’re gonna adore it” he licked his lips and reminded you to close your eyes.

Without being able to contain your smile, you closed your eyes and tried to listen to what he was doing. You heard him walk around the room, heard him shuffle through one of his drawers, and then heard the sound of something metallic being pulled out of a paper bag. Bracelets? you thought and then became convinced of it when Eddie grabbed your wrists. But it only took a couple of seconds for realization to hit, as you soon felt the pair of handcuffs being fastened around your wrists.

“Where did you get these?” you beamed, and tested them a bit. Sturdy, looked like the real deal.

“I stole them” Eddie answered nonchalantly and tugged at the chain between the cuffs. It made you stumble forward, which prompted him to chuckle proudly, “Don’t you love them?”

“Yes!” you nodded and pushed yourself up to kiss his lips, “Are you gonna tie me to your bed?”

“I am, later”

You remained still as Eddie wrapped his arms around you, only to undo your bra, and force it up your arms. Due to the cuffs on your hands, he couldn’t take the bra off of you, but considering he was taller than you and still wearing his boots, when the tugged the bra and the chain as high up as he could, you had to push yourself up on your tiptoes to keep up.

“God, Eddie, stop!” you whined, trying to wiggle your hands out of his hold but he was keeping them too tightly in place. All your struggling did was make your breasts move from side to side which made Eddie grin widely as he showed no shame while staring down at your naked chest.

“Ask nicely”

“No!”

“No?” he laughed and backed away to climb on top of his bed.

You tried to follow, but he kept you from doing so, and now he towered over you, smiling even prouder than before. “Ask me nicely, sweetheart, or I’ll think of worse things to do to you”

“You’re enjoying this!”

“Of course I fucking am, look at you all whiney and upset. You’re adorable”

“Let me go!” you cried, but your amusement was too loud to not be heard too. And on top of it all, a familiar buzz started building up between your legs and the last thing you wanted was for Eddie to find out.

“All the things I could do to you, sweetheart”

“Eddie, please!”

“Please, what?”

“Please, let go of my hands!”

He thought about it for a while, and then sighed, “But I like you being all helpless like this”

“My hands are tied, I’m helpless anyway” you tried and then studied his reaction to see if you managed to get to him.

“I love this too much, I think I’m gonna keep you tied up for a while”

“I’ll do whatever you want!”

“You always do whatever I want anyway” Eddie said.

“I do, and look how you repay me. You’re so mean sometimes”

“Don’t look at me like that” Eddie shook his head, “You love it”

“I love you”

“And you love it when I’m mean to you”

“If I say yes, will you let go of my hands?”

“Yes”

“Then yes” you breathed out, “I love it!”

“That’s my girl” Eddie beamed proudly and dropped your hands.

But he wasn’t done. You thought he was going to kiss you, but he grabbed your hips and threw you on the bed. In the blink of an eye, he pulled out the camera and snapped a picture. When he was done, he threw it to the side and returned all his attention back to you.

“What am I gonna do with you, doll, hm?”

“Whatever you want?” you smiled.

It had been a long week. School, work, Eddie’s campaign and your promise to help Nancy with the newspaper - it had been horrible. It was now Friday and you couldn’t contain your enthusiasm as you rushed down the streets of Hawkins on your way to Eddie’s house. You weren’t supposed to see each other until Saturday afternoon, so your palms were sweaty with excitement as you imagined the look on his face when you’d burst into his room one day early.

Carefully, you took out the key he had given you and made your way inside the house. His uncle wasn’t there so it was easy for you to get to his room, where you softly knocked on his door, “Eddie?”

“Y/n?” you heard his voice, weak and out of breath.

You blinked in confusion but still pushed the door open, only to see Eddie naked on his bed, legs spread wide open, cock in hand as probably every single one of the polaroids you had taken had been laid out around him on the covers.

“Eddie?” you struggled to not burst into laughter.

“I can explain” he jumped, “It’s not what-”

“You’re masturbating to our nudes, what’s there to explain?” you teased and walked over to him.

“You were supposed to be at Nancy’s”

“I was, but we were done early and I wanted to surprise you”

“Are you mad?” Eddie cringed, ready to start apologizing.

“Mad? No! Why would I be mad?”

“I don’t know… I just thought-”

“I think it’s kinda hot” you said sitting down beside him.

Eddie studied your expression for a second and took a deep breath, “We need more, though”

“We can always take more, but do we need more?”

“Yes” Eddie sighed and gathered the pictures to show you, “I can’t see your ass in any of them, we’ve got none of me eating you out, none of your pussy, but tons of my dick, not to mention the amount that are either too dark or too blurry”

“Let’s get to work then”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson imagine

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