#apologies to everyone who thought they would hug it out but this is much funnier

[riyo-soka]

Crosshair and Hunter being so in tune that they can accurately figure out each other’s most deeply held regrets without having a single real conversation and then exclusively using that knowledge to make each other angry is the realest thing this whole episode

#the bad batch #tbb spoilers #tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #apologies to everyone who thought they would hug it out but this is much funnier #we’re trying to rip each other’s throats out -> we team up to fight something else -> we act like we’re normal again #that’s exactly how my brother and I usually deal with each other

[unabashednightmarepizza]

𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 3

A/N: I'm so damn happy, adding that It's Ben' bday, that I'll share two parts of this and an oneshot

Tagging: @bloody-mf-bsc, @augustwithquills

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Y/N Y/L/N: There they are, my beautiful girls!🥹💞

My offer is still on, btw 🤭

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User2: The Devil works hard, but no one works harder than Y/N in trying to woo her girlfriends

Jessie_mei_li: She really doesn't have to, we're all very happy to oblige... And so do everyone else, like have you seen her? 🫦😏

freddycarter1: benbarnes, I think you are loosing your woman here...😳🫢

Kittheyounger: I don't want to be a child of divorce! 😭

User6: WHY ARE THEY SO DRAMATIC DJSJDJ

User6: Now I wanna know what her offer is...

User4: Ben Barnes is being attacked from every corner possible and we are all watching, him loose this Great War.

User1: He still is very much so in love and ready to fight tooth and nail for her... Even though he is usually a dork 🤣

User8: That one time when Y/N ate what Ben made for her on her birthday, though she had allergies for that one food but didn't tell hım about it, and she had to go to hospital with a terrified Ben on her tail?

User5: OMG I feel bad for laughing! Poor Ben and Y/N... I remember hım saying that he was so scared for her and thought he killed her accidently 🥹😭

User4: And when she was asked why she did it, she just casually said: "What do you mean why? He did it, thinking that I'd like it. I'd drink fucking posion if my man came to me with such thing!"

User3: And Ben Barnes, who is usually so cool, got teary eyed and hugged her thightly and apologized? On live? Even though he doesn't like talking about his life? That's who we stan.

User1: It's almost like we are their children, reminiscing about their past... But I'm jealous because I don't have someone like her in my life

User4: My life would surely be different if I had her in my life, not even as a partner. She just is so effortlessly kind...

Y/N's.dimple: Ben Barnes is living the life we want... We're just little gremlins watching them

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Y/N Y/L/N: Stop making my heart stop with that smile and being cute. Bitch. Who gave you the right? This goes straight to be my New lockscreen.

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User4: Y/N is just our inner voice coming out on social media

User3: Her love is agressive confessions of love, if you aren't gonna put a ring on her finger benbarnes, I will. And I'll do it gladly.

Y/N Y/L/N: Look at hım... So cute, so squeashy, so adorable. He is my handsome babygirl 🥰🤭 (No, I'm not giggling and kicking my feet, the scene would be ruined if I moved the came- Ah, look at that! Suddenly I'm on hım??) Liked by benbarnes

User4: Aight my life didn't matter anyways *dies of cuteness*

User5: I love the way they love each other and show it without caring for anyone, and also how we simp for them 🥹😍❤️

amita_suman: @ user5, you guys aren't alone. We also feel the same way🥹

User7: Ben Barnes is finally being pampered on social media! He finally had his dream come true!

benbarnes.fans: The way she is so soft with others but absolutely a menace with Ben just shows that they are comfortable with each other so much...

User5: And the way he looks at her as she acts like who she really is? All comfortable with him?? I'm crying 🥹😭

User6: You know what's even best? If not for Y/N, we wouldn't have Ben, Amita, Jessie and others.

User3: I swear they all forget their passwords

User2: What's even funnier is that they really do forget their passwords and one time asked her... Y/N literally takes note their passwords and has absolute control over their accounts lol

User3: She wasn't called "the Mommy" for no reason🤣

Y/N Y/L/N: They are all children stuck in grown-up's bodies...It's hard you know? Taking care of them as a single mom😔

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Y/N Y/L/N: Another appreciation post!

1.Here is my lovely harem!

2. Just so you know, she was looking at me! And big applause for dear @ ambercrombachmua for all those amazing makeups! You guys are amazing!

3. That was the last day of shooting... Did they cry? Yes. Did we cry? Also yes. Did I hide in my caravan because I didn't want to see them all cry? Also yes.🥹

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User11: She is so precious, just like a cinnamon roll❤️

User7: love how she didn't forget to include the makeup department. Everyone needs to take a moment and appreciate them.

Y/N Y/L/N: We need to take SEVERAL minutes just to applaud them 👏

User6: Is she the one who did that amazing bloody, unhinged Kaz makeup? Because if so, I hope they are having an amazing day @ Y/N Y/L/N

Y/N Y/L/N: Yes, she was! And what a masterpiece it was...

Hater1: another cheating post!

User3: the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you here again? Go and cry at the corner.

Hater1: I just know that she banged at least one person there behind Ben's back. She doesn't deserve hım.

User3: THAT'S IT! HOW DARE YOU BRING THEM DOWN INTO THIS AND BLAME THEM WITH SUCH THING?! ALL OF THEM SHOWED NOTHING BUT LOVE FOR BOTH OF THEM, AND EVERYONE AND I MEAN EVERYONE WHO HAD EVER MET THEM HOW IN LOVE THEY LOOKED! THEY ARE SUCH SWEET PEOPLE THAT THEY DON'T DESERVE RHIS SHIT! JUST BECAUSE Y/N SHOWS HER LOVE THROUGH SARCASM DOESN'T MEAN SHE DOESN'T LOVE HIM! IF SHE DIDN'T, SHE WOULDN'T HAVE FLIGHT TO THE OTHER PART OF THE PLANET WHEN BEN WAS SICK! GET YOUR SICK BRAIN AND GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEM AND DON'T RUIN THEIR HAPPINESS!

User7: Sis, here is your crown, you dropped it 〈⁠(⁠•⁠ˇ⁠‿⁠ˇ⁠•⁠)⁠-⁠→👑

benbarnes: and who do I deserve more than her? You?

User5: our dad hit the nail so nice! Well-said dad, hand them their ass! FANS ASSEMBLE TOGETHER!

benbarnes: I didn't say anything because my girlfriend wanted me to not do anything harsh, but now I'm happy to tell you that by disrespecting my love and me like that, you signed your doom. Enjoy your new hell.

User6: You know It's dead-ass serious when her man gets involved... I wanna see that hater cry.

User9: there is just something with the way Ben defended Y/N that... I can't just get out of my head.

User6: This is what a Man is, girls. Take notes and don't settle down for any less!

User7: The way she just doesn't share the others in the second one... Girl, do you hate the men of the cast?😂

User4: I heard that she actually loves them all so much *whispers slowly*

Y/N: Ahh, here is my secret out in the wild... there is another fanpage dedicated to them, they just don't know it

Kittheyounger: I knew you liked others than Luke! This is the best day of my life! Guys, you don't know how it feels like to be bullied and slapped by your own director😭 Someone who is supposed to love you and care for you, be there when you need and help you...

Y/N Y/L/N: Kit, your inner Jesper is showing itself again and I aint your mama

kittheyounger: what language is that?!

Y/N Y/L/N: American English, you Brit! Not that you would understand... and don't you dare spit your venom at my precious Luke and David...

User8: DOES THAT MEAN HE COMES BACK?! PLEASE I NEED IT!

User8: Y/N, THE PRETTIEST MOST SUCCESFULL WOMAN? I AM ON MY KNEES PLEASE WHERE ARE YOU?!

User2: Bro is desperate lol @ user8

User5: This further proves that, yes Jessie is the favourite one

User3: but look at her and that little scrunch if her nose! How could she not be?🤭🥰

Y/N Y/L/N: another one who understands my point... One day, everyone will ✊🥹

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Y/N Y/L/N: Same, sis, same...✊🥹

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benbarnes: One day, love... Just one day of you not sharing any "memes" about me.

Y/N: But... But they are cute 👉👈 And you are so... Hot. And mine.

benbarnes: the real thing is sitting next to you and you are giggling at your phone??

Y/N Y/L/N: But... But I have to look at your younger pictures. You aged like fine wine and I'm this 🤏 close to just jump on you and...you know what I mean.

benbarnes: Okay, that's enough internet for you today 😑😳🫠

User9: Y/N just realized how hot her man is and now she uses every chance to tease hım and I'm living for it

User6: Like we always say: Live, laugh and love Y/N and her sense of humor

Y/N Y/L/N: It's the same as Gen-Z humour really. There are young people working for me, and they tell me the most bizarre stories ever like... how are you all still alive??

User8: Ben is just so done yet also in love with her that he just can't say no to her 🥹❤️

User9: Her captions are just killing me 🤣 By the way is that hater fine? If not, I can just... talk to her like a civil person🔪

User5: I heard user3 handed that person their ass from DMs so bad that they erased their account lol

User9: Good for her! That shit never gave up on picking on our parents, someone had to show them our power

User12: The way Ben defended her tho😳 I bet my ass dad is planning homicide and I'd gladly help. FOR OUR MOTHER!

user7: by the way they had been all over each other in stories and post... They are probably having a hot session or something 👐

User3: Thank you all for your support! I was just so angry at them for saying such things about probably the nicest people on this Planet! They saved me, and many others, without even knowing, Y/N is the sweetest soul ever with how she supports and is there for everyone who wants her help and she ABSOLUTELY doesn't deserve to get hate!

Y/N Y/L/N: I can actually cry, I'm so grateful to have fans like you 🥹

Y/N.Fanpage: PLEASE DON'T CRY I CAN'T BEAR IT-

User12: Girlie pop Y/N also had a crush on Caspian, best Info I had today 😌

User5: The way Y/N just knows her man and how he aged is so mood

User3: Considering she also tried to jump on his bones... Also a mood

User2: girl, did something happen today? @ Y/N Y/L/N Usually she isn't that mushy... Not that I have a complaint.

amita_suman: @ user2 no, except one of the workers we absolutely loathe flirting with him shamelessly in front of her 😒

freddycarter1: and her absolutely roasting her so bad that she quit... And us planning our revenge 🤭

archierenaux3: No one messes with our parents!😡

Y/N Y/L/N: I apologize for the inconvenient shit I'll be right now but... Did the FUCKING Nicki Minaj just... Like my post?

User5: Opps, we lost her again...

benbarnes: Indeed we did... She is blasting her songs inside the house right now.

#shadow and bone imagine #shadow and bone series #shadow and bone fanfic #shadow and bone cast #shadow and bone #ben barnes x you #ben barnes x reader #ben barnes imagine #ben barnes #celebrity imagine #celebrity x reader #celebrity au #celebrity reader #celebrity #celebs #imagine #reader insert #famous au #fluff

[sir-elyan]

Heyyy suggestions to write for Jack's birthday: all 3 of his dads try to bake him a cake separatedly (maybe they're bickering about who would make the best cake maybe they just have communication issues as usual and no one knows who was in charge of the cake maybe they just think he deserves all the cakes maybe) and obviously the cakes turn out to be three completely chaotic catastrophes, but Jack loves them anyway😊💞

It started, as most competitions do between Sam and Dean, with a dare.

Because Jack’s last birthday cake had gone...”not the Best,” Dean declared the evening before Jack’s fourth birthday that this year’s cake would be better. Sam had scoffed, lightheartedly claimed he could have Dean beat with his eyes closed, and so the fun began after Dean took the jab a little too seriously. They’d both make a cake, and Jack could decide whose “won” after they were done.

What they didn’t know, however, was that Cas was making one too.

Sam had headed to Eileen’s place (which Dean claimed was cheating, since she would help), and Dean took to the Bunker’s kitchen. Which left Cas with no oven or materials, so he picks up his phone and dials Claire to get assistance.

“Uh...hi?” she asks, “What’s up, something happen?”

“No, I just...wanted to...um. Jody has a kitchen, yes?”

There’s a pause, but then Claire says, “Yeah, like most houses do. Why?”

“Can I come over?” 

He hears Claire mumble a, “Can Cas come visit?” over her shoulder, and then into the speaker, “Jody says yeah, but—”

“Great.” The line disconnects, and then Cas appears outside Jody’s front door, pushing his finger on the pad to ring the doorbell.

Claire still has her phone up to her ear when she lets him in, rolling her eyes to mask her smile. “Jesus. Could’ve at least told me you were gonna do that.”

“I apologize,” Cas says, and then urgently, “Where’s the kitchen?”

Claire points and closes the door behind him. “That way.”

He follows her directions and finds Jody leaning against the counter, arms crossed. Donna sits behind her at the kitchen table, sporting a playful smile.

“Well! Cas, long time no see,” Jody says, coming towards him to envelop him in a hug. “Claire mentioned you visiting, but I didn’t think it’d be so soon.”

Claire brushes past them, muttering, “Neither did I,” before taking a seat at the table next to Donna. 

“Sorry for bursting in on you like this,” Cas says once Jody lets go. “I just need to use your kitchen.”

Jody and Donna exchange a look. 

“Someone in trouble?” Donna asks, suddenly serious, “We have some spell ingredients, but not many. What’s—"

“No, nothing like that,” Cas hurries to say, “It’s Jack’s birthday today. I need to bake him a cake.”

There’s another stretch of silence, and then Claire’s laughter covered up by a hand to her mouth. Donna gently smacks her shoulder.

“Sorry,” she says, “but you? Eldritch terror...baking a cake? Why can’t Sam and Dean do it? Oh god, that thought might actually be funnier.”

Cas sighs as Donna mumbles to reprimand Claire, and takes a seat beside Jody on the island. 

“You’re right, it’s just...Sam and Dean are both competing to make Jack a cake for his birthday today, and I felt I should do the same, but I...I’ve never done this before. I need help.”

Jody smiles, despite Claire’s fading laugh, and rests a hand on his shoulder. “Well, Cas. You came to the right place. Come on.” 

She grabs the keys from a hook next to one of the kitchen cabinets, and swipes her coat from the chair next to Cas. 

“Where are we going?” he asks, standing and following nonetheless. Claire flicks his shoulder as she passes to head for the front door. 

“Grocery store, genius,” she says, and before he knows it, the four of them are cramped in Donna’s much too small car, with Cas wondering how they manage it with Patience and Alex and Kaia as well.

“Where are they, anyway?” he asks once they make it to the store parking lot. 

“Alex is working, Patience is out with friends, and Kaia’s home sleeping,” Claire explains. “What about Jack?”

“With Garth until the cakes are done,” Cas says easily. He’d been their first choice for babysitter, not wanting to bother Jody and Donna when they had all the girls on their hands, but... “Maybe next time, he can hang out with you? I’d like for him to get to know you better,” Cas tries, pushing around the shopping cart as Jody points out ingredients and Donna sets them in the cart, “he really looks up to you.”

Claire scoffs. “He barely knows me. Besides, there’s nothing to look up to. Except height-wise, I guees.”

Cas smiles fondly at her, reminded of Dean telling him something similar plenty of times. “Sure there is, but I won’t push it. You’re welcome at the Bunker always, just...incase you were wondering.”

She grins, but hides it well. “Thanks.”

The trip goes by quickly, after they decide on how Cas wants to decorate the cake, and they all make it back to Jody’s in one piece. 

The actual mixing of ingredients if easy enough (though Claire ends up brushing flour out of Cas’ hair), but the waiting periods are atrocious. Cas spends them by catching up with Claire and Kaia, when she eventually wakes, and it seems like no time at all once the timer beeps. 

They pull it out of the oven, wait impatiently again for it to cool, and by that time Patience is home from visiting friends. The six of them work on the frosting and decorations (although Cas insists on doing the lettering himself), and Alex’s steady hand arrives just in time to slide the cake into a box so that it’s safe and preserved for Jack’s birthday tomorrow. 

By the time it’s all done, Cas is thoroughly enjoying himself, and the company the girls all provided him with. He bids them goodbye, each with a powerful hug that makes him smile, but Claire stops him just before he’s out the door.

“You’re forgetting this,” she says, handing him a yellow envelope. It has ‘Jack’ written across the front in boxy blue lettering that he knows to be Claire’s. Cas takes it, and Claire pushes her hands into the back pockets of her jeans.

“Snagged it while we were at the store...we uh, we all signed it,” she says. “I’m...looking forward to coming over, if the offer still stands.”

Cas nods, a grateful smile spreading across his lips. “Always.” 

Claire rolls her eyes, but nudges Cas’ shoulder in good humor. “Good. Now go win that contest, you goober.”

Of the three, Cas’ cake is the most put together, but that isn’t saying much. Dean’s at least stands up by itself (unlike last year’s), but he’d tried for three different flavors and way too many sprinkles, so it’d tasted a little like mush. Sam’s was decorated beautifully with blue and yellow, but caved in a bit in the middle. He’d tried a “healthy” recipe that unfortunately was flavorless, but Jack ate them both with a toothy grin on his face. 

Cas’ was a labor of love, a product of multiple hands with perhaps too much decoration going on and way too many colors, but it was edible at least, and they end up eating that one more so than the others.

“So who wins?” Dean asks Jack, shoveling Cas’ cake in his mouth with only a slightly annoyed look on his face.

Jack spreads his arms wide and says, “Everyone! I love them all!” before loudly blowing his party popper.

The three of them hug their kid, press kisses to the top of his head and say, “We love you too, buddy.” 

And they all truly do. 

#roc original #prompt fill #my post #rambleoncas writing #bookshelf #b*gen #i hope this came out okay!! ended up being more about cas but ehhh you get the pointlmfao sdjcjhds #nougatparty #usershey #scottstiles #userdainty #holmesemrys #happy birthday jack !! #creativecaviar #spnclownpals #b*winchesters #*claire #+jody #+donna #pov:cas #b*fluff

[drbtinglecannon]

Hiya!!! If its not too much uh. Thoughts on susato? Also vanlock bc its funny

Hello! Apologies for the delay, I always forget about asks! @_@

But it's no trouble at all! Susato is honestly probably my favorite assistant char in the franchise, or very very closely tied with Maya, she is SO endearing and lovely. She's this great motivating force, a real voice of reason, she's intelligent, polite, thoughtful, and compassionate, but she's still a little immature and goofy at times which really rounds off her charm factor. Susato Takedowns like, what a cool kid. I personally loved her rapport with Ryuu and how they were such friends and siblings but also still respectful colleagues, their bickering and commentary at all times were this amusing blend of respectful yet dunking on each other/things together. She has terrible (great) taste in idols, and I think it's funny before you know the big reveal that she's just A Giant Fan of this weird British dude who then invites you to be his roommates, and no amount of dumb shit he does sways her high opinion of him. He talked about eating soap and she was like "...uh. Anyway". Susato handling the budget cuz Ryuu sucks with money is such a hilarious detail too. She used her limited travel space to bring an authentic tea set and makes tea daily for everyone, and even tho Ryuu hates it he still drinks it cuz she made it and who could say no to her?

Her relationship to Kazuma is one of the things I lament most about the duology -- not only do I wish we got to see more of her mourning Kazuma's "death" (and Ryuu's mourning, let's be honest they were both disconnected from everything for most of case 2 and then never really talked about it together later) but I think Susato earned the right to go a little apeshit on Kazuma over everything. He was her brother and then he "died" but also he hid something very important that could've directly screwed her over. I understand why she and Ryuu forgave him so quickly and appreciate that, but I wish Susato and Kazuma got more attention to their dynamic and especially their post 2-5 conversation. Mostly I think she and Ryuu should've hugged Kazuma during 2-3, so I pretend they did haha! Anyway I started drafting up a long fic looking at them growing up together cuz I love them and I think the idea of lavender marriages is sad but maybe if it's a mutual cover up it could be happier.

As for vanlock it's the ship that rots my brain alongside asoryuu. It's just. The comedic potential was too much to ignore then I watched the DLC case and they were too fucking funny, omg, their banter! Barok spit his damn wine out! They're both these sad losers in their 30s that have a shared relationship with Iris and their bff's live in different countries, so they have to get along y'know? No other choice lol. Being complete opposites just makes it funnier.

I think in the time of building a balance of Barok being in Iris' life and no longer suffering the title of "Reaper", and Herlock fully embracing the title of being Iris' dad, that they would form some kind of amicable dynamic, romantic or not, but I like the romance potential angle. They're very much either a "they're exes" pre-canon type ship or "they have to coparent a kid anyway might as well kiss" post-canon type ship, both of which are amusing for me. I also enjoy the idea of Kazuma and Gina constantly dunking on Barok over it.

Anyway thanks for asking, and for your patience as I answered!

#asks #answers #i have a lot of susato thoughts. & vanlock. but susato is just. ah. i want to redesign her dlc outfit so bad. actually there was a really #good one by an artist ill follow i need to look it up again but ill post it in the comments #sorry again for the delay! im so bad at remembering asks

[weebswrites]

The Demon Bros: Their Dark Side (combining these two asks because they have very similar energy^^)

- if anyone is interested I can write a part 2 to this where MC and the demons reconcile hehe -

Lucifer (TW: attempted physical assault (not sexual))

He’s the avatar of pride, so the event that causes him to snap is when you accidentally tell the bros about how the two of you like to unwind (rated pg)

You didn’t think it’d be a big deal, they’ve been brothers for how many thousands of years?

But Lucifer erupts, suddenly in demon form

He stands over you, roaring his hand back as if he were going to slap you

Beel stands up and intercepts Lucifer’s hand, grabbing his wrist with all his strength and saving you

You wince, falling back a bit into Asmo’s arms, and he hugs you close

“MC!!!” he yells, rage obvious in his voice

“Asmo…what did I do…” you whisper, voice quivering in fear as the love of your life just snapped and almost hit you

“I think he wanted that to stay private, he doesn’t like us to know that he relaxes…” he whispers, “Don’t feel guilty, he shouldn’t be reacting like this”

“Lucifer…” you say, standing a bit straighter and looking into his dark red eyes, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know”

“You should have!” his voice booms, anger not subsiding at all

You look at him, eyes full of confusion and regret. You plead for him to calm down, to talk to you rationally and listen to your apologies

He growls, “The rest of you, out!” he yells, and they obey instantly. Asmo squeezing his shoulders around you quickly and Beel giving you a small smile before leaving

You ramble on for as long as he lets you about how you’re sorry and you didn’t mean to upset him

After a few minutes he cuts you off, “You didn’t upset me, you betrayed me”

His voice was cold, and without hesitation he turns and leaves the room

Mammon

You didn’t think Mammon, the avatar of Greed, would get mad about anything. You’d never heard stories about him turning into demon form, so you assumed it basically never happened

That is, until you take Levi’s side and scold him for taking more of his games and selling them

“I thought you were supposed to take my side no matter what!” he yells, two bat-like wings appearing before you

Your face gets red, and you take a step back, “Mammon…” you whisper, completely in shock

“What? You’re actually surprised that I’m pissed off right now? Humans really are idiots!”

You take a small step behind Levi, and he puts his arm in front of you, a bit of a shield from Mammon

“Mammon, calm down. They’re right and you know it, you just let your greed override your sense sometimes. Listen to your partner, they’re trying to help you” Levi defends you

“Yeah, Mammon, please. I don’t mean to insult you, I just don’t like seeing you always hurting others and stealing their things just to get money”

“I’m the avatar of greed, damnit! What do you expect?! You knew that before you started dating me, you can’t act like this now just because we’re dating”

“Mammon, I just want what’s best for you. There are better ways to get money than backstabbing your family!”

You’re definitely a bit afraid, but you’re not going to let him walk all over you

You bicker back and forth, arguing in circles before he storms off to his room, slamming and locking the door behind him

Leviathan

You’ve been hanging out with a new friend more and more, and he gets envious

You reassure him that he’s just a partner that you got assigned for a class, nothing more, but Levi can’t help but be jealous that its not him

Until one night when he asks if you can binge the new anime that came out, and you tell him that you have to meet with him to work on your project

“Why!! Why are you constantly with him, talking and laughing and working and everything!” he screams, voice cracking with emotion as he transforms into demon form

“Levi, I’ve told you it isn’t like that! The professor assigned us together, I didn’t even know him before this!” you defend yourself, exasperated with your boyfriend’s jealousy

“I don’t care!! You need to make time for me instead of him! He’s probably funnier than me, and he’s obviously handsomer than I am, you’re probably ashamed of always being seen with me so you’re trying to be with him more!”

“Levi, please. You know I love you and only you” you say, voice half caring and half irritated

“Yeah, right! See if I care, go be with your real boyfriend then, see if I care” he says, crossing his arms and exhaling aggressively

“Levi, no. I can reschedule if this is going to be a problem tonight, but he’s my partner. We have an assignment to do”

“No, go. I’ll watch the new season on my own. You probably don’t even like anime, you liar!”

“Levi!! Please, love, you know that isn’t true”

“I can’t trust you, not after this. Just go, have fun with your real boyfriend” he sneers, turning his back to you

“Fine!” you snap back, leaving his room and slamming the door behind you

Satan (18+ language)

You’re chatting about a book that’s supposed to be released sometime this year

“I heard that the ending is super cliche, the main character was unconscious the whole time or something overused like that”

“You what?!” he exclaims, transforming into demon form

“Fuck…Satan…I forgot…” you whisper, stepping a bit back as you remember how each brother took time to tell you to avoid spoilers at all. costs. with satan

“You sure as hell did!! I can’t believe you!!” he screams, running a hand through his hair in anger

“It’s probably not even true…I doubt the author would do something like that” you mutter, trying to save yourself from his wrath

“I don’t care!! There’s the chance now that that’s how it’s going to end, you know how my head works, now that’s all I’ll be able to think about while I’m reading!! Damn it!!”

He’s pacing back and forth, heat radiating off his body as he tries to control his anger

“I can’t forgive you for this” he states, voice cold

“Satan…” you whisper, stepping towards him a (tiny) bit

“Get away from me…” he scoffs

“Satan, please…I’m so sorry” you plead with him, desperate for him to forgive you, “I know how badly I messed up, I know. I would do anything to undo it, or to make you feel better. Please just forgive me”

“Anything, huh?” he retorts, smirking at you

“Yes, anything, please” you say, resisting the urge to step towards him again

“Then leave. Get out, I don’t want to look at you right now”

You feel your heart break and sink in your chest. Tears well in your eyes, but Satan stays silent, eyes unwavering at your emotions

You leave, walking slowly to your room, tears rolling down your cheeks

Asmodeus (drinking mentions)

You’re out one night at a club, dancing together and drinking (just to loosen up, not to get wasted)

You go to the bar to refill your drinks, and let a stranger hit on you, flirting back a bit until he offers to buy you a drink

You let him, because hey, a free drink is a free drink, and it’s not like Asmo hadn’t done the same thing before

Suddenly you feel a tight hand on your shoulder and you’re ripped away from the demon

Asmo drags you outside the bar, to an isolated spot beside the building

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?? Are you cheating on me??” he explodes, putting his hand against the building behind you, trapping you beneath him

“Asmo, I was just getting him to buy me a drink, I don’t even know who he is” you explain, “Why are you in demon form? It’s not like you haven’t done the same thing, you have no place to be mad”

“Excuse me?! I’m the avatar of lust, I can’t help myself from flirting with everyone, you have no excuse!” he yells, gritting his teeth

You go back and forth, him angry at you for flirting with someone else, him enraged at you for thinking he can control his urges

“Asmo, I’m always understanding of when you flirt with others, because I know it’s hard for you to control yourself. It hurts me to watch you do that, but I let you do it. I bite my tongue. I do that for you every time we go out, you should be able to let me do what you do every time at least once”

“I don’t care, I don’t want you flirting with other demons. Now let’s go, you’ve ruined the night and I want to go home”

Beelzebub

You’re snacking in the kitchen on some of his leftovers, scrolling through your D.D.D.

He walks in, “MC…”

You look up, instantly freezing when you see the anger in his eyes

“Beel…”

He erupts, “You’re eating my food!! How could you!!”

You drop it, “Beel, I’m so sorry, I thought it was okay…”

“Why, because we’re dating? That means nothing when it comes to food!”

His words hit deep in your heart, and you feel tears start to well in your eyes

All you can do is quietly apologize

“Damnit!” he yells, slamming his fist on the table hard, but not hard enough to break it

“I’ve made it so clear not to eat my food! Ever! Under any circumstances! And no one ever does!! What makes you think you’re special?”

“Beel…” your voice is quiet, “I mean…yes. I love you, Beel, I thought it would be okay…I’m sorry”

“It isn’t okay!! I’ve been looking forward to this all day and you ruined it…” he ranted, “Whatever, I’m leaving”

“Beel, no, please. Let me make it up to you” you say, getting up and chasing him out of the kitchen

But he doesn’t stop, he storms off and locks you out of his room

He’d never snapped at you before, much less turned to demon form because of something you’d done. There had been plenty of stories about Lucifer and Satan turning to demon form, and some of the other demons, but never any of Beel

You didn’t know what to do

Belphegor

He’d been sleeping more than usual, and you missed him

You knock on his door, eventually letting yourself in when he didn’t answer

“Belphie…Belphie…wake up” you whisper

He slowly wakes up, “MC…what…is everything okay?”

You reassure him that everything is okay, and that you just wanted to spend some time with him

He rubs his eyes and shakes his head a bit

Suddenly, he’s in demon form, and you have no idea what is happening

“You woke me up for that?? Because you want to spend time with me?? Ugh!!!” he yells

“Belphie…” you whisper, stepping back towards the door

“You know how much I need sleep, why would you wake me up for something as unimportant as you wanting to spend time with me!”

He’s steaming, “And don’t call me Belphie!”

You start shaking a bit, “B-Bel…Belphegor…” you whisper, feeling hurt and betrayed

“Leave!! I don’t want to spend time with the person that disturbed me!” he yells, walking towards you quickly

You flinched as he approached, not sure what he was going to do, but he just opened his door and shoved you out

He locks the door behind you, the click of the lock causing your heart to sink a bit

You place the palm of your hand against his door, “I’m sorry…” you whisper, sinking to your knees

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A/N: This got a bit general angsty, so I hope it’s okay! Thanks for the request, anon :) My inbox is open for anyone who wants to request! You can send in more than one per person, about any of the fandoms found in my post here. Love you guys <3

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[0606-hyuck]

BOYFRIEND!YANGYANG

includes:

♡ before the relationship

♡ becoming comfortable/humour

♡ relationships with other members

♡ jealousy/pda/flirting

♡ disagreements

♡ dates/texting/social media

♡ languages/"i love you"

masterlist

enjoy!

wc: 2.4k (i may have gone a bit overboard with this, you can tell yangyang is my bias lol)

♡ before the relationship ♡

imagine a best friends to lovers concept with yangyang 🥺

you'd been close friends with him since high school

and you spent the majority of your time with him

tbh you were bound to fall for each other

you'd watched yangyang grow from a cringey little thirteen year old into the yangyang we all know and love today

likewise, yangyang had a crush on you for yearssss

but he was always too scared to tell you how he felt because he didn't want to ruin the friendship

it would take lots and lots of convincing from the wayv members to actually tell you how he feels

he's so nervous before he tells you that he chickens out

and when ten and kun find out he didn't tell you they literally scream at yangyang

"JUST TELL THEM HOW YOU FEEL MAN"

finally, FINALLY yangyang just spits it out and tells you he likes you

you don't even hear what he says at first because he's speaking way too fast and mumbling at the same time

and he refuses to say it again

but when you finally realise what he said you laugh

because you've had a crush on him for ages too!

and yangyang is really shocked

and annoyed that he spent so much time worrying about your response when you actually felt the same way

lowkey annoyed that you didn't tell him first but it's okay, he gets over it quickly when you decide to become a couple

♡ becoming comfortable/humour♡

i think the way yangyang acts around you would change after you start dating

because he's never had a serious relationship before and the kid doesn't really know how to act

so he's really nervous and lowkey awkward at first

like "since we're dating we hold hands now?"

"i want to but what if my hands are sweaty or y/n doesn't want to"

and you're like "just hold my hand, dummy"

eventually he gets used to being affectionate towards you

and when he does, he's so adorable!

lots and lots of cuddles

yangyang is kind of clingy with you

imagine him pestering you to give him attention while you're trying to work lol

laying his head on your shoulder and tickling you to distract you

once he fully reprises his role as your boyfriend, he turns into the loud, teasing yangyang we all know and love

you know he's totally comfortable with you when he walks into your house singing at the top of his lungs, not caring who is home with you

i love yangyang but he totally gives off dumb bitch energy

like it's so endearing but he can be so so stupid sometimes

even he's said that he doesn't think before speaking most of the time

so half the conversations you guys have are very weird and/or questionable

but very entertaining and make you love him even more

an example would be when he likes to talk about the future he's imagined with you

like he's talking about the type of wedding he wants with you and what he wants to name your kids (eleven because they're gonna be better than ten lol)

and you've never really thought that far ahead in the future

but it's really cute that he's imagined a future with you

and it just makes you love him even more

yangyang has pretty good banter with you

he likes to joke around with you and tease!! the!! shit!! out!! of!! you!!

"i found a picture of you when you were ten years old! you look like you're wearing a potato sack!"

"i can't believe i'm dating someone with no style"

"yangyang i was ten"

"clearly nothing has changed"

"no don't hit me i'm kidding!"

but it's all in good fun

i really like yangyang's humour and find it super funny when he teases the older members of wayv

and just because you're dating him, don't expect him to go easy on you lol

i feel like yangyang needs a lot of love

so you better be having lots and lots of cuddle sessions with him

ones where he's the big spoon are always nice because he feels like he is protecting you

but occasionally he will let you be the big spoon

not very often though because he gets babied enough as it is by ten and kun

imagine watching a movie with yangyang while you're curled up under a blanket in his arms

and he's making quiet comments about the movie

and you have to tell him to stop commenting on every single thing but it's secretly making you really sleepy

and you can feel his heart racing through his sweater omg

♡ relationship with other members ♡

wayv were so happy when you and yangyang finally got together

they always had a feeling you'd end up dating

because you'd been close friends for so long and they could always see it happening, you know?

they are kind of devastated because it means their son is growing up :'(

and ten likes to remind yangyang that even though he's in a relationship he will always be ten's baby

wayv are scared of you and yangyang when you're together though

because you feed off of each others humour really well

so wayv know they're in for massive roasting sessions every time you come over to the dorm

because you ignite this spark in yangyang that makes him want to tease his geges mercilessly, even more than usual

but it's okay because in a rare show of solidarity they can all band together to tease you

so it's literally you and yangyang versus kun, ten, winwin, lucas, xiaojun, and hendery

but in the end wayv really like you and love how well you treat yangyang

they're not worried about him because they know you'll be a positive and supportive part of his life

♡ jealousy/pda/flirting ♡

i think, simply because yangyang is young and hasn't had relationships before, he would get jealous quite easily

he's not possessive per se, but he would prefer that you pay attention to him rather than someone else

even when you're paying too much attention to one of the other members of wayv he starts to feel jealous

and he feels really guilty because he knows you're just being friendly

but he can't help feeling left out

so while you're talking to the other member he'll come over and wrap you in a silent hug or something

just to remind you that he's your boyfriend and he deserves your attention too

if a random person was flirting with you, i think he would just watch on silently

like he would be getting more annoyed as seconds passed, but he also wouldn't do anything to put a stop to it

he'd want to see how you dealt with it yourself

and if you were acting as what he perceives to be a little too friendly he'd probably give you the silent treatment for awhile

but it wouldn't last long because he struggles to not pay you attention

because he really likes you hehe ;)

yangyang's not very keen on pda

he prefers to steal sneaky kisses when nobody's looking

like if you're watching a movie at wayv's dorm he'll kiss you when he thinks the others are distracted

for him it's the excitement of knowing someone could see you being all cute together

and knowing the others could tease him about it if they saw

but seeing how far he can take it before they realise you're basically making out on the couch lol

i also think yangyang is part of the wayv shameless flirter line along with hendery, ten, and lucas

but he's more lowkey about it

he says some really cheesy line and has a shit eating grin on his face

and then a second later he's like "ew why did i say that, that's so cringey omg"

he's not super romantic sorry guys

so in that sense he doesn't flirt often

but when he does it's really bad lol

but your favourite thing to do is flirt with yangyang

because he gets all shy and doesn't know what to say

and he tries to respond but ends up burying his quickly reddening face in his hands

it's even funnier when you do it in front of the rest of wayv

can you imagine a blushing, embarrassed yangyang trying not to show the rest of his members how affected by your flirting he is?

they would eat that shit up

since yangyang is usually so cocky and the one teasing them, they love to tease him when he's all shy and blushing

wayv literally cheer you when you flirt with yangyang in front of them LOL

"YEAH GET IT YANGYANG!!!"

LMAOOO

♡ disagreements? ♡

i think you and yangyang would have small disagreements fairly often

just because he's kind of stubborn?

it would never lead to an argument or anything serious

just irks you a bit

the only think you've really had an argument about is one time when you felt he was being too immature

you'd said something like "i feel like i'm dating a child, can you act serious for a single second?"

and it's lowkey a pet peeve of yangyang's to be compared to a child because it's a little emasculating for him

so you really hurt his feelings by saying you felt like you were dating a child

because that's just his personality, he's not trying to act immature, but he's so used to being the maknae of wayv that that's just him

and so you didn't talk for a few days

but eventually you realised you'd been insensitive and apologised

yangyang accepted your apology and you've made sure to love him for how he is rather than point out things you don't like

and let's be honest, there's nothing more fun that spending an afternoon fooling around with yangyang, forgetting all your responsibilities and stresses

♡ dates/texting/social media ♡

sorry everyone but i think yangyang is kind of lazy when it comes to dates

like i said before he's definitely not the most romantic member (not when kun and xiaojun are in the same group lol)

so he prefers to spend time with you around the dorm

like having movie dates or he might take you to do something fun like go to a fair

or even takes you down to a court to play basketball lol

but you're just happy you get to spend time with your boyfriend

he used to put in a lot of effort

but one time he tried to cook you dinner despite not knowing how to cook and i'm not kidding when i say he nearly burned down the dorm

and since then kun banned him from cooking so yangyang sticks to more relaxed, low effort dates lol

because yangyang's a clingy boyfriend he misses you heaps when he goes away

so expect heaps of texts from him asking you how you're going

but also lots of random ones about things he's doing

literally a minute by minute rundown of his day, as it's happening

"omg ten accidentally put shampoo in his hair instead of gel"

"i switched the shampoo and gel around, don't tell him"

"okay somehow ten found out"

"he's attacking me now"

"this is child abuse, call cps"

"okay i survived"

also he doesn't really like calling, he prefers texting you

and he doesn't mind not hearing your voice because he's gonna see you in twenty minutes anyway

he doesn't send good morning/good night texts

instead he sends selfies

like, selfies every few hours

selfies of him, selfies with other members

also selfies with his pets bella, louis, and leon

you don't know why he sends them but you're not complaining at all because your boyfriend is very attractive and he knows it

around 40% of his instagram posts are you/selfies with you

don't get me wrong, yangyang loves you and thinks you're instagram-worthy

but manz is feeling himself over on his insta and would just naturally post more pictures of himself than you

when you go through his feed there's actually heaps of pictures with you

but they're surrounded by lots of himself so it makes it look like he doesn't post you

solely comments emojis like "🧍‍♂️🚗💨" "👩🤏🧑‍🦲" and "🕳👨‍🦽" on your selfies because that's his humour

he doesn't want to be that boyfriend that's like "😍😍" on every post

but will hype you up in private text messages like "WHO ALLOWED YOU TO LOOK THAT GOOD" "OMG"

♡ languages/"i love you" ♡

yangyang prefers to speak to you in english or chinese (mandarin)

he also wouldn't mind german

his german isn't perfect but he knows he needs to keep speaking it to retain the language

if you spoke another language, he'd put in effort to learn it but i don't think he'd get very far

so he'd just end up speaking to you in a mixed mess of english and chinese

yangyang likes to teach you things though

like basketball, video games etc

it boosts his ego and makes him feel all mushy that he's teaching his partner stuff

so i think he would rather help you learn english/mandarin/german rather than learn a language himself

(partly because he's lazy and partly because he speaks so many already)

i think yangyang would be the first one to say "i love you"

he's been wanting to say it for ages but he's too nervous

he knows you like him back but he worries that saying "i love you" might scare you off

even though he literally talks about your future kids #yangyanglogic

you were laying with him on his bed in the wayv dorm

and he was like "do you wanna know a secret"

thinking, "what sort of bullshit is yangyang gonna say now lol" you said sure

and he was like "i think i love you"

"you THINK?"

and yangyang panics and is like "no i do love you, i just didn't want to make the mood weird"

you just laugh at the absurdity of his statement and cuddle closer to him

"you're funny yangyang, i love you too"

AHHHHHHHH i'm gonna go cry myself to sleep because this is so cute

lol just kidding but seriously i love yangyang so much

can you imagine him being your boyfriend?

he's so inexperienced and feels like he's making heaps of mistakes but he's really cute

🥺 anyways

stan wayv please hoes

other members: kun | ten | winwin | lucas | xiaojun | hendery

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[pluviophile-bookworm]

HSMTMTS 2x11: Let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents... the reason for my next mental breakdown

I can't believe myself, honestly. Oversleeping on the one day of the week that I've got something exciting to wake up for? Oh well, I'm up now and I'd better go ahead and do this before my dashboard has showered me with spoilers. I mean, I have never really minded spoilers, but when it comes to this, somehow I do. Though I do wish something had forewarned me about last week's snap ending (get it, 'snap'... I'll see myself out). I'd better dive in already.

Yes, Mr Mazzara, that's what I've been saying for a while! Ok, maybe I haven't been very vocal about it, but it was in the foreground of my mind that they should have asked for Mr Mazzara's help re: transformation! I'm just glad he pointed it out. Not that he could have done much while he was busy playing therapist for his beloved Miss Jenn. Oh well.

Were those Ash and Ricky doing actual paired-up warmups? That is what they should have been doing for weeks now. That and having actual off-stage interactions, too. But I still subscribe to the theory that the gang had some good rehearsals off-screen — otherwise there's no way they could have been this good on stage as we saw in the previews. I said it last time and I'll say it again — not everything is for us to see.

Wow. The one time our leads are in unison, and it is about both being injured. The East High drama club must be cursed — they can't have one production run smoothly and without what can only be described as pure unbridled chaos.

They don't have any understudies? That explains some things... but also how? But also, I'm so happy Ashlyn is going on. No way she would have missed her first (first of many, right?) chance of being the lead because of some 'minor' injury.

Ricky and Nini still can't talk to each other properly. Oh well. Take your time. It's not like I care about this pairing anymore.

Did EJ just use the word 'dig'? Boy, the boy's got it baaaaaad. Also, what is it going to take for these two to realise they're in love? For all we know, they might have that big kiss we're all dreaming of and still be like 'nah, it's nothing, we're buddies'... give me a break! But I mean, at this point they might just be turning into Redlyn 2.0, where even a kiss doesn't define things. But hey, if they do follow in Redlyn's footsteps, that only means good things in their future, right?

What did that fake French git do to my boy Carlos? He's not supposed to look this inanimate until right before the climax of the play! Well, I mean, at least Seb serving as his interpreter means that Seb gets more lines for a bit. Too bad he can't go on for someone with more lines in the play.

Miss Jenn's 'words of inspiration' were less than inspired... yeah, this show's going down. Or it would, if it depended solely on her. Let's hope the kids do better. I mean, I know for a fact they will... at least for about 5 minutes of the thing. There is still room for things to go wrong and I'm scared.

Oh, my sweet boy... I wish I could jump in there and do something to help him feel less nervous. Thing is, if I were there, I'd probably be the most nervous of them all, even if I were playing Townsfolk #3 or something, and everyone's nervousness would rub off on me, and I would be making things worse instead of helping. So yeah, I'm kind of glad I'm not there.

Ahhhh who called it? @redlyncentral was it you? Ash got flowers for her Biggie! And there's a card whose contents we've yet to see. But that doesn't seem to be helping either. My sweet, sweet Reddy... I hope and pray he'll be alright.

Well this is awkward! Who told Mike to show up and shake everything up right now? Miss Jenn is literally on the brink of exploding, and now she's stuck in this completely unnecessary love triangle. She needs some space. And a quiet place to breathe, thanks Mr M for suggesting it.

'Did we forget to build a mote around the school or...' Yeah, you tell her, Rick! That girl whose name I never want to pronounce (because it makes me think of much nicer people and she's making me hate it) has no business being there. She's not... being given a redemption arc, is she now? Some people just don't deserve it. And if hating her is an unpopular opinion now, well, I never did care much about having popular opinions. I can live with that.

'Lily, scram!' Yes, thank you, Natalie! I've always wanted someone who would voice my thoughts in a way that the characters can hear them. Make this girl a main next season, won't you? (Just so we're crystal clear, I mean Natalie, not the other one.)

OMG Mr M is in the play! In a way... I love that!

I love, love, love the way they did the prologue. 'Repulsed [the prince makes an over-the-top gesture of repulsion] by her haggard appearance [the witch shows off her face to the audience]...' I love this. I would pay a lot for a chance to see their entire play, you know?

Oh dear, somebody give my boy Reddy some sort of... medical aid against all the throwing up! I've got a nice pill that helps me with my bad cases of motion sickness. Hey, so maybe I could have helped if I were there after all. Great, now I feel bad. But also, is all the throwing up an excuse on the writers' part to keep my boy off-screen for the majority of this episode? Because it's a really lame excuse.

Gina's 'Many questions' continues to be a mood. What exactly is Miss Jenn expecting from the kids? Last-minute adjustments? No way. This spells disaster.

Was Carlos on vocal rest or something? Because he shines like the star he is... despite all the very obvious nervousness backstage. I mean, I wouldn't have it any other way, but... oh well, I wouldn't say it's unrealistic. In my personal performing experience, the most nervous ones perform the best. (So... what is that saying for my boy Reddy? Good things only.)

I've already had the opportunity to geek out about Be Our Guest yesterday, but... I mean, just look at them! Carlos doesn't need actual candles to be on fire, Ashlyn is stealing the scene without any lines in it, Gina is absolutely gorgeous, and don't even get me started on EJ and Big Red looking at their girls in absolute awe! This is everything!

Aww, look at them! Gina and Ashlyn dancing together, I mean. They're sisters and it really shows. And I love them both so much.

Kourtney is an absolute show-stealer! I'm still upset about some casting choices (one of them is in this scene, doing his absolute best with the crumbs he has been given), but she is absolutely perfect. I think I'll rewind and watch this entire scene again before moving on with the rest of the episode.

I'd just like to point out that Frankie's voice in his lower register is everything!

'You absolutely dusted that stage'... Not EJ making a pun so punny even I could not have thought of it... boy is absolutely smitten!

Not me tearing up when Jordan Fisher appeared as Gina's brother... like, I knew it was happening — I knew it even before it was announced. And I still teared up because, well, it's emotional in-universe and out.

Awww, my boy Reddy is so in love with Ashlyn... I mean, who wouldn't be... but — not Ricky saying Lily might not be as mean as they thought. Especially not to Big Red of all people. To him, she was just as mean as they thought.

'Side hustle project in the south hallway'? Ooh, what is it, I want to know now!

Why do I feel like things are a bit too awkward between Kourtney and Howie? Not that I'm too invested in their relationship, but if it bothered me, imagine how it must feel for the stans.

No, Ash, you absolutely do not need to add any fancy riffs to the song! Especially not just because L... well, that girl did it. You're unique and lovely and a literal Disney princess inside and out. That girl? She's just a wolf in a sparkling golden dress.

Awww... Big Red literally lowers Ash's blood pressure! Those two are such an amazing couple! (Full disclosure, though, he kind of does the same for me too; the other night I had this horrible nightmare, and I woke up in cold sweat in the middle of the night, and then... ok, getting too personal there.) The point is, if even the fantasy of a Big Red hug makes me feel better, imagine what his actual presence would do for Ash at that moment. Where is my boy? Everyone seems to be looking for him.

Oh... guess they took my advice to give the poor boy something for his vomiting issue. Good for whoever thought of it.

And we're back to the Porter siblings... forgive me if I still can't wrap my head around calling Gina's brother Jamie. I don't know about you guys, but thanks to my lovely new friend Paz he will always be Theodore to me. I guess we can headcanon that as his middle name. Anyway, I love it that they made a joke about the hilarious height difference between him and Gina because, well, it's the only thing I can think about when I look at the two of them. It reminds me of me and my little cousin who has been taller than me since she was 10, and is still growing taller now at 13. But, I mean, it's not very hard to be taller than me, since I'm so, so short... ok, this is not about me. Moving on.

Was I the only one who actually laughed out loud at Ricky drinking from the bowl as the Beast? I mean, that part has always made me laugh in the original movie, but something about Ricky's take on it makes it even funnier.

Meanwhile, my girl Ash is absolutely killing it as Belle. Not me having the very same expression as Big Red while watching her... gosh, I love both of them so much! Also, no offence to the rest of the cast, but Julia really is the best vocalist out there. Out of all of them. I said what I said.

My apologies to Ricky, but his voice is just not it when it comes to playing the Beast. Still, with the other option being him putting on that fake deep voice from the audition, I'm glad he didn't.

Ahhhh Portwell nation you ok guys? Since we didn't get them singing Something There, this is very much the next best thing... and boy, is it good!

Those glances between Kourtney and Howie, on the other hand... what on Earth is happening there?

Ok, so you all know just how strongly I feel about Seb's casting as Chip, and yet... boy had one line and absolutely ate it up! Give him an actual singing role next time, Miss Jenn!

EJ being starstruck by Jamie not because he's a big music producer, but because he's Gina's brother... excuse me while I sob!

Excuse me, what!!!! 'A big brother figure'? Boy, this didn't turn out the way I thought it would... now I'm scared.

Way to ruin things, Jamie! And I don't even mean the fact that his name is not Theodore. It doesn't matter what his name is anymore. He might just have put a spanner in the works of Portwell, and they were just doing so well! Ugh, I'm so frustrated. I wish I'd never boarded — what did I call it — 'the majestic S.S. Portwell'. What if it doesn't set sail now?

And there goes another disappointment... Carlos' 'the orchestra hasn't vamped this much since Bop to the Top' line had nothing to do with Seblos, and everything to do with what might still be the downfall of this show. I am not ready.

No. Miss Jenn did not just say that. She did not just tell Ricky — who, may I remind you, not that anyone's forgotten, just fell off of a high place last episode — to 'jump off of something high'. I realise she's under all the pressure, but that is not an excuse. Well, at least she heard herself.

Oh my gods... Nini — well, Nina, actually — did not just call him 'Richard', did she? That's it, that's the point of no return. And well, I kind of wanted them to reach it.

Told you, didn't I? I told you that-girl-who-must-not-be-named was evil! I always follow my intuition and it has not once deceived me. Redeem that, if you can! Guess what? You can't. We've just reached another point of no return.

Wait, a bloody cliffhanger? I cannot handle this. I physically cannot handle this. If you need me, I'll be sitting on my bed in shock, trying to process everything that happened. I'll need a while to get a grip on myself.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #ricky bowen #nini salazar-roberts #gina porter #ej caswell #ashlyn moon caswell #big red redonovich #carlos rodriguez #seb matthew-smith #kourtney greene #hsmtmts miss jenn #hsmtmts mr mazzara #hsmtmts howie #jnk

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The One With The Boobies Part One (This Isn’t Ma!)

In this episode we have Joey dealing with shocking news when he learns that his dad has been cheating on his mom! While Joey learns about this, it leads the reader to learn a little something about Joey. Then on the funnier side of things, Chandler accidentally walks in and sees Rachel’s boobies. Now she is determined to get back at him!

Last Part (Part Four), Series Masterlist

***Pretend that it’s not Rachel****

It was early in the morning and you were still laying in bed with Joey. Today you had taken the day off of work and school because today was the day where you were meeting Joey’s dad for the first time. And since it was your first time meeting him and Joey and his dad were off from work from the day you decided that you would tag along with Joey since he told you that his dad was excited to meet you. But now that you were awake and laying in bed on the day you were meeting all you could do was hold the sheets and blanket to your chest and stare up at the ceiling and think about how nervous you were while Joey slept peacefully next to you. You had heard Chandler get up and leave for work so all you could do was lay around stuck with your own thoughts. “Morning, baby,” Joey roughly groaned with his eyes still closed as he shifted to wrap an arm around your waist. 

“Wha, huh?” You asked, snapping out of your own thoughts when you all of a sudden felt an extra weight on your stomach and hip all of a sudden. “Oh, yeah, good morning.” You quickly greeted with a smile before leaning over to peck his lips, and then you returned to staring at the ceiling and internally freaking out.

“You okay?” Joey asked you with concern as he laid on his side and watched your face. Clearly you weren’t okay. “Are you still worried about meeting him?” Joey asked in slight annoyance. You just nodded quietly without looking at him. “You are crazy if you think he isn’t going to like you, you’re amazing.” You smiled a little and rubbed your thumb on the back of his hand. “Besides, he’s easy to get along with.” Joey added.

“That’s easy for you to say, he likes you already.” You told Joey as he just shook his shoulders and laughed at what you said.

“He’s going to love you, so stop worrying so much, alright?” Joey asked as he crawled on top of you so you had no choice but to look him in the eye.

“Alright,” you nodded so Joey leaned down to press a long kiss to your lips to help you relax more before he rolled off of you so both of you could head over to the ferry terminal to pick up Joey Sr.

********

Joey was right the whole time. You had no idea why you were so worried. Joey Sr. seemed to like you a lot. When he met you after getting off the train he immediately gave you a hug. Then after that the three of you went to lunch and he learned all about you, and you learned a few embarrassing stories about Joey which made him shifty and look uncomfortable but you couldn’t help but be entertained. It was later in the day and Joey, Joey Sr., and you had made it to Central Perk so that Joey could introduce his dad to everyone else, but it seemed most of them had already met. “Hey guys!” Joey greeted them as they all turned to greet the both of you, but they smiled more when they saw Joey’s dad had made it here. “You all know my dad.” Joey reintroduced his dad to the rest of your friends sitting down. 

“How long are you in the city?” Monica asked Joey’s dad. 

“A couple of days. I got a job in Midtown. I figured I’m better off staying with the kid, than hauling my ass back and forth on a ferry. I don’t know this one.” Big Joey changed the subject when he saw a new face sitting next to Phoebe who you hadn’t met either. 

“Oh. This is my friend Roger.” Phoebe said introducing the two men. 

“Hi.” Roger smiled and greeted the man. 

“Hey, good to meet you, Roger.” Joey Sr. said as he shook Rogers hand. “What happened to the puppet guy?” He leaned in to ask her quietly, but both you and Joey cringed at what was brought up. 

“Dad.” Joey told his dad as he shook his head and when his dad looked from Joey to you, you also shook your head in agreement with Joey. 

“Oh, oh. Excuse me.” Joey Sr. quickly apologized to Phoebe. But he decided to take another swing with someone else that turned out to be another mistake. “So, Ross, how’s the wife?” Ross groaned and hid his face on Chandler’s shoulder. “O for 2, huh?” He asked trying to break up the awkwardness as Joey patted his father on the arm. “Chandler, quick, say something funny.” Joey Sr. begged your brother so that the awkwardness could be lifted. But Chandler just sat there as his face turned to a weird frown, stone look. Which made you furrow your eyebrows as your brother shifted his eyes to stare at Roger after Roger had called Chandler out for using his humor to shut people out. But Roger called him and only child, at least he was wrong about one thing. Because he had you as his sister who also used humor to shield yourself at times. So, there!

*****

You were sitting at the counter and studying since you weren’t in school today, while Joey got sheets, pillows, and blankets for the pullout couch that the both of you had the pleasure of sleeping on tonight since Joey offered his dad his bed. While he was doing that, Joey’s dad sat on the couch talking to who you assumed to be Joey’s mom on the phone. “I love you, but it’s getting real late now.” He whispered lovingly into the phone, but the phone was quickly ripped out of his hand when his son took the phone out of his hand.

“Let me say hi,” Joey told his dad as he pressed the phone to his ear. “Hey, ma, listen. I made the appointment with Dr. Bozita and…Excuse me?” When Joey’s words abruptly stopped, you looked up from your stuff to see if everything was okay. “Did you know this isn’t ma?” Joey asked as he turned to look at his dad in confusion as you sat there with your eyes wide and jaw dropped at what had just happened. But when you saw Joey’s dad nod, Joey gave him a disappointed look. While you still couldn’t seem to close your jaw from the news.

#friends rewrite #friends #Joey Tribbiani #reader #joey tribbiani x reader #bing!reader #sister!bing #rachel green #chandler bing #ross geller #phoebe buffay #monica geller

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i’m so tasty and the price is right (shigadabi)

crossposted on ao3: <3 rating: explicit content warning: shameless porn, name-calling, both feminine & masculine terms used for ftm genitals, uhhhh i think thats it, hit me if i’m wrong tomura has an onlyfans and dabi helps him out for the viewers

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tomura shigaraki, the anxiety-riddled, anger-filled, screaming child prodigy turned drop-out streamer that dabi was currently rooming with, had an onlyfans. dabi had only found this out through coincidence one night when he, for the first time, actually grabbed the mail on his way up. tomura had a bunch of perverted letters sent in from fans, all knowing him by his streamer name ‘decay’. they called him by his given name in the letters, something that shocked dabi and made it even funnier to read through.

his first instinct was to charge into tomura’s room to question him on it. and dabi wasn’t really a thinking man, so that’s what he did. he charged in with the letters in his hand, interrupting tomura’s stream as he scrambled to mute himself. 

“what the fuck do you want, dabi?” his raspy voice stuck in a permanent whine. it was honestly kinda cute sometimes. it was very easy to antagonize the poor boy, so dabi did it as often as he could get away with before tomura started threatening him. and not that dabi was scared of tomura— he could easily beat his ass at this point in time, all made up of scrawny limbs and long-term malnourishment. the only times he ate a real actual meal were when dabi reminded him and/or provided him with food. it put another pang of worry in dabi’s chest that he chose, again, to ignore.

tomura’s eyes scanned dabi, falling onto the papers in his hands with a confused expression.

“what?” tomura repeated, “what’s that shit?”

dabi’s grin was maniacal. 

“nothing, nothing,” dabi moved them behind his back, “only your creepy fan letters. from your fans.” there was a beat of silence before tomura’s face heated up and he stomped over, trying his hardest to grab at the letters dabi held.

“dude, why didn’t you tell me you were a pornstar? that’s like—” his laughing was cut off with a cough as he held the papers above their heads, shaking them to taunt tomura even more. tomura eventually jumped and snatched them out of dabi’s hands, shoving them in his trash can and going to sit back in his chair. he paused his stream as dabi caught his breath.

tomura took a deep (slightly crackly) breath, and started a practiced monologue, “i’m not a pornstar, i just hold… extra liveshows later on for more cash because streaming doesn’t exactly pay the best and for certain legal reasons i can’t really get a good job. so i basically just…” he sighed and winced a bit, “i record myself jacking off?” his sentence ended in more of an uncertain question than a statement, almost as if he was scared. “i don’t do it when you’re home, or at least i try not to, and i don’t bug you with it, so i don’t see why it would matter—” 

his rambling was cut off as tomura looked up to see dabi suddenly being a lot closer than he remembered.

“that’s fuckin’ hot, no apologies needed.” dabi’s voice was lower than usual, setting tomura’s face even further on fire, lighting up red as he covered his face.

“what the hell, freakshow, you can’t just say shit like that—” tomura said, muffled through his hands.

“but i can, and i will. you know i’m a pretty honest man, creep.” dabi chuckled. “now are you gonna let me fuck you up on your little stream or what?” he leaned down to be level with tomura who was still sat in his chair. 

there was only silence from tomura’s end.

“c’mon, won’t another dude be good for business? i promise i’ll take good care of you.” dabi got even closer with these words, trapping tomura in with his hands on the elbow rests, mouthing filthy promises in his ear.

“okay. we can take turns blowin’ each other.” tomura grumbled, pushing at dabi’s shoulders to move him from his position over him. “but i gotta finish off this stream first, i’ll come get you when it’s time. get cleaned up and shit, i won’t suck you off if you’re gross.” tomura didn’t look him in the eyes, putting his headphones back on and officially ending the conversation as he got back to whatever murder game he was playing with an apology for being gone.

dabi stalked off to the bathroom, burying his intense excitement and arousal deep in his gut and turning on the shower. he got pretty much everything, cleaner than he had been in weeks as a gross dude with an illegal gig barely classified as a job. he always did wonder how tomura was able to pay so much of the bills, but he didn’t want to bring it up and sound bitchy. he was half hard just from the thought, tomura always being the grumpy catch he was always afraid to go for, for fear that he would get kicked out of the apartment the morning after or something along those lines.

the stunt he had just pulled was exhilarating. he thought about the flush he had seen on tomura’s face as he stepped out of the shower. he was still at half mast as he brushed his teeth and put on deodorant (stealing tomuras’), towel wrapped around his waist. dabi had always thought himself to be a kind of a catch, positively covered in tattoos and piercings and even some cosmetic staples. his brother said he was addicted to body mods, bu he chose to ignore those words in favor of finding something else to do to or with his body. 

he wondered what he should wear. he didn’t want to struggle with it too much, just going for what he had on before the shower. he shook his hair out like a dog, water slightly darkened from the hair dye (he had just redyed it a couple days ago and he never truly had the care to wash it all the way out).

and when he was done with all that, he went into his room and collapsed on his bed facedown. there he stayed for a few moments as he tried to calm himself down, before just turned to his bong on the side table for some manual chill. he lit up a few times, only enough to make his head swim the tiniest bit, and went to play a few shitty games on his phone.

apparently he had been playing a little longer than he thought, already gone through a cigarette and another couple rips before tomura knocked on his door.

“ready to start up the live stream, get your ass in here if you still want in on it.” he heard through the door, followed by tomura’s footsteps leading off into his bedroom.

dabi, of course, immediately followed, hopping up and throwing his door open, excitedly shimmying his way up to tomura’s doorway. 

man

he was. he was wearing black thigh-highs, held up by a garter that he could barely see the beginnings of over a sweatshirt that was giant on his small, skinny frame. dabi’s sweatshirt.

“did—” dabi was damn near short of breath at the sigh ton display in front of him, “did you get that from my room?” 

“no, i got it from the living room. now let me get the camera on and the stream rolling before you fuck me up.” tomura chuckled softly, something that he didn’t do often. dab’s heart skipped a beat, and he pointedly chose to ignore it.

“you look fuckin’ hot, baby.” he murmured, eyes glued to the sligh bit of thigh on display over the top of the sock and before the sweatshirt.

“baby? what happened to creep?” tomura pressed record, laptop set up next to the camera so that they could see themselves and the chat, not giving dabi a chance to respond. tomura waited a few moments, before addressing the current pileup.

“hey everyone. i have a guest tonight, my roommate and the dude who eats all my damn cereal—” tomura paused and turned back to look at dabi who was still out of camera, “do you want your identity to be anonymous? ‘n’ do you wanna show your face?” 

dabi had a moment of pause, before shrugging. “nah, i don’t really have any shame, you’re not really anything to hide.” dabi once again shamelessly looked tomura up and down, earning an eyeroll and the beginnings of… was that a smile?

tomura turned back to the camera. “this is dabi, my roommate, and the dude who’s gonna eat me out on stream.” tomura said with no pause, and no stutter or hesitation. this was a performance, surely. it was so different from the blushing and hiding man who was avoiding his eyes a couple hours ago. tomura cupped his hand around the side of his mouth, mimicking a stage whisper. “this’ll be the first time with him, so you get our genuine reactions for free.” tomura chucked gently, watching the chat blow up at the premise of some genuine roommate porn.

tomura turned back to dabi, moving to pull him into frame and pushing him to sit on tomura’s bed.

“well, here goes nothing,” tomura murmured to himself, climbing into dabi’s lap and pulling him into a kiss. he immediately heard the dinging of tip notifications off to his side, and he knew his chat was probably going wild. dabi’s hands wandered, up tomura’s thighs that were positioned over his hips, and over the other mans own hips, back down to his thigh-highs. he pulled at them, snapping it against tomura’s thigh, earning a gasp that allotted enough room for dabi to stick his tongue in the others mouth. tomura’s own arms were slung over dabi’s shoulders coming up to run his hands through dabi’s undercut. tomura ground down against dabi’s half-hard cock, trying to work him up further. 

eventually their kiss broke for air and dabi stared into the camera with a knowing grin as he ground his hips upwards. tomura gasped loudly, sensitivity intensified by the hormones he had been taking for a while now. dabi moved to kiss down the white-haired boy’s throat, leaving little nips that had tomura giving breathy whines. he could tell some were played up for the camera, but he didn’t mind at all. he was rock hard in his jeans now, and he could feel the slickness that tomura had built up— soaking through his panties. which, by the way— now that dabi could see them, he was obsessed. they were bright blue and lacey, gorgeous against the pale flush of tomura’s scarred thighs. they hugged his hips nicely and made dabi want to rip them apart. 

tomura gently pushed him away from his neck, rolling his hips against dabi as he leaned back slightly to look at the camera. “chat, who should go first? who do you wanna see cum first?” his words were syrupy and seductive as their hips worked in tandem. someone donated with a fairly large amount, spouting something about wanting to see the pretty boy choke on cock.

and who were they to deny the nice donator?

tomura turned back to dabi, running a hand down the man’s chest, grabbing at the end of his shirt. dabi got the hint and removed his shirt, hearing the chat pop off for a moment.  “your lucky day, freakshow. fuck me up.” tomura whispered and he hopped off dabi’s lap, spreading dabi’s legs manually and making himself comfortable between them.

“feel free to grab the camera to get that angle, yknow?” tomura looked up at him as he laid his cheek on dabi’s thigh, uncomfortable close to the bulge in dabi’s pants.

dabi leaned back on his hands, letting tomura unbutton his pants and shimmy his boxers down enough to pull his cock out. tomura had a moment of shock at the sight of it, long and thick with about 5 pieces of fuckin’ metal stuck into it. 

when his shock wore off, he decided a quip would be appropriate. “y’know i always did wonder if it continued on down—” tomura gestured to all of his various facial and body piercings, finally licking a stripe up his length and taking dabi by surprise, making him gasp. tomura was surprisingly good at this, dabi had thought him a lame little virgin before he found out about the whole onlyfans thing. but no, tomura had apparently had quite a bit of practice, shown off by the rapid rate at which he was able to adjust to the intrusion of dabi’s cock, sinking down and feeling the metal rods on the underside grind one by one against his tongue. it was heaven, and dabi reached one hand into tomura’s hair for support.

this led tomura to pull off, only to say the words, “pull on it,” before sinking his hot mouth back down onto dabi’s dick. and so dabi did what he was told, taking the hair in his hands and pulling, earning a genuine moan from tomura that reverberated its way down his cock. the hottest thing was that tomura was making him feel this good with only his mouth. his hands were currently on dabi’s thighs, moving up to his hips as if to insinuate something. dabi pulled him back by his hair. tomura whined, which was the hottest thing ever and looked up at dabi with a wanting— no, expecting stare. 

“use your words, babydoll.” he muttered to tomura, watching his face heat up, much more like his bashful self before the camera turned on. the audience was eating it up, so used to his unphased confidence and sheer no-fucks-given attitude, that seeing this form of subby shigaraki was like dessert for them.

“use me, dabi,” tomura muttered, eyes focused on the ground as he shuffled on his knees.

“what was that? i couldn’t hear you, speak up.” dabi teased and used his hand that was in tomura’s hair to slip down and hook his finger under his chin, forcing him to look up at dabi.

tomura’s eyes glazed over for a second at the stern look that dabi was giving him, before blinking harshly and shaking his head a bit, as if to clear his mind.

“fuck my throat, dabi. use me.” his voice was clear and without any shyness now, an almost grin spreading across his cheeks. though his inner submission didn’t go unseen, as the look in his eye and the redness of his face and the way he arched his back even now, was more honest than any words he could say. 

“if you say so, baby. tap me if you want off.” dabi moved his hand back to tomura’s hair, gripping it tight and using it to line himself up with tomura’s lips.

“open up. you’re gonna be so good at this, i can just tell.” dabi growled out. tomura followed directions, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out to show up, dabi sliding his cock to the back of the other man’s throat. he stopped for a moment to let tomura adjust, but tomura took that to his advantage, meeting dabi’s eyes and sucking hard.

“jesus fuck, baby—” dabi panted, starting up a smooth rhythm with his hips, both hands now in tomura’s hair to practically use him like a toy. a human fleshlight.

“god, tomura, you whore— how’dya get so good at this? d’ya— d’ya practice?” dabi’s hips sped up as tomura moaned deep in his throat, vibrating against his cock. the words were turning tomura’s poor brain into jello. the chat was going wild, donations at an all time high as they watched their favorite creator get used like a toy. 

dabi felt the tension building up in his gut. a few more moments of this and he would be done for. he reached down with one of the hands to wrap around tomura’s throat, so that he couldn’t even semi-breathe through his nose. he felt tomura gag, throat clamping down on his cock. tomura had yet to tap him, so he continued with his wild ministrations, letting go of tomura and pulling his dick out until just the tip rested on tomura’s tongue as he worked himself off the final edge and came, coating tomura’s lips and tongue.

“don’t swallow yet.” dabi’s tone was winded yet still authoritative. “show your audience baby, you did amazing. show them how good of a slut you are.” dabi grabbed tomura’s chin and manually turned the boy’s head to the camera, watching with hungry eyes as he showed off the spend on his tongue. 

“okay, now swallow.” dabi ordered, watching as tomura did it easily. dabi knew at that instant that he had sent tomura into a momentary headspace of sorts. he wanted to treat the boy after using him so roughly, so he helped him up and out of the sweatshirt, splayed out on the bed, hair spread out around his head like a halo. he looked like a proper angel as the blurriness finally worked its way out of those eyes and the real tomura came back on line.

“jesus christ, dabi.” tomura grumbled. his pale face was on fire. dabi thought that was the hottest thing he had ever experienced. 

dabi was lowering himself onto his knees, pulling tomura’s hips to hang off the bed, spreading them so that he could lay lovebites along his inner thighs. it was almost agonizing with how long he carried it out, working numerous dark purple hickeys onto his thighs, as if to claim, and to show off. he knew that if tomura did a show in the next few days, they would be visible, and that made him hot under the collar.

“god, freakshow, get on with it!” tomura whined, trying to arch up onto something, but failing as a result of dabi’s iron grip on his thighs. 

“ah, ah ah— what do we say when we want something, babydoll?” dabi’s low voice made goosebumps rise up on tomura’s skin, and the poor boy nearly gave in and started begging right there. dabi stopped pressing kisses to tomura’s thighs, sitting back holding tomura’s legs apart, waiting on his reply.

“i need an answer, creep.” the familiar nickname from the man between his legs made it more… intimate. tomura swallowed his pride.

“please— please dabi, please suck me off, i need it—” he was rewarded with dabi ripping his panties off, exposing his nether regions to the open air. tomura whined at the cold, feeling it against his wet cunt. but soon the feeling of cold air was replaced with a soft, excellent warm suction on his dick, one of dabi’s hands reaching up to run two fingers along his slit. 

it made tomura nearly scream, instead moving one of his hands to cover his mouth. dabi instantly let up on the attention, reaching up to move tomura’s hand. “you gotta put on a show tomura, remember that.” dabi chuckled before he went back to work, moving his lips down to run his tongue against tomura’s hole. tomura was arching his back and more or less grinding against dabi’s face as he moaned loudly. dabi knew his way around eating out, so it wouldn’t be long for the other man, who had already been so wound up for so long. dabi went back to sucking on his clit and he moved his two fingers to enter, making an awful noise when they did. tomura’s wetness rolled down dabi’s wrist and before long, tomura’s legs were shaking as dabi brought him to the edge. 

now, dabi was a little shit by nature. so he doubled, even tripled his efforts in speed and pressure, rocketing tomura over the edge and working his fingers in and out at such a speed that had tomura writhing against the sheets in oversensitivity. 

and dabi kept going. he was on a mission, and soon enough, his efforts were rewarded when tomura soaked the sheets and dabi’s arm and lower face. dabi worked him through it, milking him of every drop, before he finally let up. tomura lay there practically braindead for a bit, dabi even going so far as to wave at the camera as he stroked tomura’s thighs, waiting for him to be coherent enough for dabi to leave for a second to get a towel. 

once he had come back to the land of the living, tomura ended the stream with a quick thank you to the donators and visitors, while dabi was up getting a towel, and tomura had caught his breath by the time dabi was back with towels and water. dabi wiped his face, arms and upper torso off, and tomura wiped his junk down, throwing the towel somewhere on the floor. 

“my junk hurts, you asshole. god— why are you so good at that?” were the first words out fo tomura’s mouth, eliciting a loud laugh from dabi as he opened the window and pulled out a cigarette.

“get me one too, freakshow. i need it after that. my dono’s are through the fuckin’ roof though, so thanks for our rent.” he spoke quietly against the sounds of the city as dabi lit his cigarette and tossed one and his lighter to tomura.

dabi only gave him a devilish smirk.

“you gonna let me do that again?”

#shigadabi #dabi x shigaraki

[captainficspace]

Included- Ben’s Day

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy 

Characters: The Hargreeves Bros

A/N: There’s not enough fics with the guys being bros. And Ben is a ray of sunshine and deserves the world.  

     Because the 60s had no internet, Klaus and Ben were determined to make up for lost time the best way they knew how. They set aside a lazy Saturday morning for  watching hours-long Vine compilations, even though they still knew just about every one by heart. They took the task upon them this time to assign every clip to one of their siblings, which only made the videos even funnier.

“Diego is the toddler running with the knife and mom is the one going ‘NO!’” Klaus said. Ben snickered. He was pretty sure there were moments in the house that were damn near identical to that clip.

“Absolutely.”

“The girl with the awful glitter eyeshadow is Allison.”

“That’s you.”

“Hurtful.” Klaus couldn’t exactly tell him he was wrong, exactly.

Just as they were going to debate whether or not a clip of a Chihuahua trying and failing to run up the stairs truly matched Five’s energy, a scream interrupted their trains of thought.

 “Again?” Diego and Five were locked in some battle that had been going on-and-off all week, starting when Five deciding to launch a near-lethal tickle attack on Number Two.  There were several sets of footsteps now clattering around upstairs, each getting closer to landing until one stopped altogether.

“Five must have gotten away.”  Klaus mused.

Another stopped.

 “Incoming in three, two…” Diego dropped from over the edge of the bannister, sticking the landing on the living room floor.

“You could have just used the stairs.” Ben said, before realizing Diego couldn’t hear him. It would have taken all of three seconds, but his dramatic entrance didn’t mean a thing because whoever he was pursuing was nowhere to be found.

“Five’s not here?”

“Nope. What’s the occasion?” Klaus asked, as if he was unaware that the two of them had been acting like complete children for the past four days.

“He knows what he did.”

Five materialized at the top of the stairs, staring down at the TV. He watched for a second, a faint smile crossing his face.

“The one with the guys yelling at the duck reminds me of you and Ben.” And he was off down the hall once more, Diego tearing up the stairs after him.

It took about thirty more seconds before shrieks were heard. The screeching went from muffled threats of violence, to jagged streams of profanity, to high-pitched cackling, occasionally broken up with screams. Everyone could depend on the stages of Five’s laughter like clockwork.

“It sounds like he’s getting him good.” Klaus went to turn up the volume, but realized Ben was listening closely, a wistful grin on his face.

“It hasn’t changed.”

“You miss it, don’t you?” He gently poked Ben in the side and he squirmed, biting back a smile. They had all been ruthless with him as kids. He was too fun not to. All of the siblings would pile on him or hold him down and tickle him silly until his laughter went silent, only letting out squeaks mixed with hiccups.

“You literally torture me every spare second you have.”

“Liar.”  More screeching came from upstairs. Diego must have found that sweet spot on the back of Five’s knees.

“We could go watch. Get some blackmail material.”

“…you want in, don’t you?” Ben refused to meet his eyes, trying to act invested in the Vines again and not the fun going on in the other room.

“Oh, look it’s the ‘Welcome to Chili’s’ guy. If that’s not you, I don’t know what is.”

“Do you want a visitation?” They hadn’t done it much at all since they had gotten back. Getting trust back was hard enough and it was such an awkward time of wordless apologies that even talking about possession again seemed much too soon for the longest time. But when Ben was having one of his down days, a few hours in a tangible, living body seemed like the least Klaus could give. Being able to walk in the rain or visit the farmer’s market or hug his brothers and sisters was such a gift.

“Won’t it be weird to jump in like that?”

“I let you take over at movie night that one time and you picked out- without me, for your information-“ Any claims got caught off by a new surge of hysterics coming from upstairs. Klaus noticed how Ben’s eyes lit up at the sound.

 “Just go. Have fun.” He hopped up and got into the proper stance for Ben to take over, giving him a wink.  Nine times out of ten, Klaus would be doing the same, eager to finally make some better memories.  Ben got up as well, Klaus not having to tell him twice as he took a few steps back to get a running start and threw himself into Klaus’ body.

The body shuddered as Ben took over, and he caught his footing with a lurch. Back inside. Everything came as a shock at first. It did every time, feeling a little like coming out of a dream. The dream was real enough, of course, but not as real as being truly present. Except unlike previous “visitations” where Klaus would let him take over in the garden or on the street, he knew exactly what he wanted to do.

He felt downright giddy racing up the stairs, following the laughter down the hall and around the corner where Diego had Five pinned to floor of his room, holding him down with one hand and digging into his ribs with the other. The smaller brother cackled and writhed, kicking uselessly as his cheeks grew red.

Ben wished he knew how to announce himself, for all they knew, it was Klaus standing in the doorway in such an awkward, uncharacteristic manner.

“Klaus! Help!” Five gasped out, desperate enough to call for backup, but not yet desperate enough to beg Diego for mercy.

“Oh, I’ll help. But Klaus isn’t home at the moment…”  Diego slowed his assault, still firmly holding Five to the floor. His eyes lit up and Ben felt his chest grow warm seeing the excitement clearly written across his face.

 “Ben?”  He nodded, so happy he couldn’t think of anything else to say.

“By all means-“ Diego gestured towards their squirming brother still pinned to the floor. As fun as that sounded, Ben had a promise to keep to Five. He lunged for Diego instead, taking him from his kneeling position to flat on his back.

“You traitor!” Before Ben could launch his attack, Diego grabbed him by the shoulders and reversed their positions. As kids, they were an equal match for each other, down to their deathly ticklish tummies. They could go wrestle for what seemed like hours, arms locked, until they both went for the risky move of attacking the other’s worst spots at the same time and would end up screaming with laughter. Now, not so much. Damn Klaus and his noodle limbs. Ben was now finding himself in the exact same way he had walked in on Five, now the two were staring over him, an especially devious smirk on Diego’s face.

 “You think it’s gonna be that easy huh?” Ben was already giggling. He never could pull it together when he knew he had gotten himself backed into a corner. He blamed the anticipation; he hadn’t been tickled in this body yet. Who knew what that would even feel like?

 Five, who had been trying to scowl at Diego as he caught his breath, suddenly grinned. “That’s not how Klaus laughs at all.” Even when Ben was reaching his absolute limits, his laugh stayed bubbly and sweet. Klaus cackled like a witch and would wind up hoarse after a tickle fight or a good story. Hearing Ben’s breathless, squeaky laugh coming from Klaus’ voice and body was jarring, but strangely adorable and endearing.

“You’re right. Good lord, it really is you, huh?” Ben tried to answer, but Diego started to squeeze at his sides and he couldn’t even begin to hold his laughter in.

“I think you should prove it again.” Five said, smugness dripping from his voice.

“I-I got youhou out of this mess and-“ He yelped, trying to get his arms out of Diego’s grip so he could cover his face. The feeling was nearly driving him out of his skin. He could feel everything. There was the feeling of being pinned down by hands he couldn’t phase through and the feeling of the carpet beneath him as he squirmed and the awful, awful feeling of Diego skitter his fingertips across the surface of his belly. Klaus had been wearing a crop top when Ben took over and that made everything so much worse.  

  “So if you laugh like Ben, I bet you’re…sensitive in all the places he is too.” He giggled all the more at the fact Diego still couldn’t say the word, even when he was in the rare place of power for once.

“What’s happening?”  Luther appeared in the doorway, no doubt intrigued by the latest battle in Diego and Five’s ongoing saga. Apparently Klaus was involved in things now? Maybe they had settled their differences and picked a mutual foe. Five wasn’t above joining in a one-sided tickle fight, content to poke away at Ben’s ribs.

“Ben’s visiting for a bit and already got himself into trouble.” Diego announced. Luther took it as an invitation to join them, switching places with Diego to properly hold Ben’s arms down so there were four hands on him. .

“Good to see you again.” Ben couldn’t even get a response out, only able to shake his head and squeeze his eyes shut as tears pricked at his eyes. Somehow, his tickle spots had made the journey with him into Klaus’ body, and his brothers exactly remembered just how to attack his ribs and belly.

 He was gasping for breath now? When was the last time he had felt breathless? Klaus tickled him all the time and even though he used “I can’t breathe” as a reason for him to stop, it was more because he was reaching his limit that anything else. He couldn’t even pay attention to the ways his siblings were teasing him or how way his laughter was ringing in his ears. He couldn’t begin to get past feeling. There were so many other parts of these interactions he forgot about. Blushing was one because for the first time everyone could see him. The ways his sides were beginning to ache was another. The way it felt to be manhandled in all its playful roughness and to laugh with complete abandon. It was something that felt so alien, but also like coming home.

“Do you remember the claw monster?” Five asked, flexing his fingers and vibrating them into Ben’s ribs.

“He remembers being a squeaky toy, that’s for sure.” Diego added, prodding up and down his sides, just to prove his point. Ben’s laugh was full of little squeals and squeaks; and to everyone’s delight, he hadn’t outgrown it.

“And that spot right around his portal. He screamed so loud that one time.” Luther said, thinking back to when they were younger and would “inspect” the port “just in case” and tickle around and around the edges until he cried laughing.

“If I recall, there was something that used to drive him wild.” Diego said, circling back to Ben’s exposed belly, leaning in close and taking a deep breath before blowing hard.

“NO!”

And it was too much.

He didn’t mean to leave Klaus’ body, but there was something about Diego’s scruff making contact with his stomach that had launched him out of the physical plane.

The others didn’t see Ben leave, but they saw how Klaus’ body shuddered and they all pulled back at once.

“Did…did he just?” Luther asked, biting back his own laughter.

“What-what happened?” Klaus was back in control but still trying to put back the pieces of how he got there. How did he end up on the floor? Why was his heart racing? He felt like he just did 20 sets of sit-ups while holding his breath.  When he looked over to Ben for an answer, he refused to say a word, hiding his face in his hands.

 “Apparently he’s still just as ticklish as we remember.”

“His soul actually left your body.” Five said, giggling.

 “You fucking tickle-exorcised Ben. I don’t believe it.” He tipped his head back and let out a wheeze of laughter. In the corner of his eye, Ben flipped him off, cheeks darkening. Klaus didn’t tell the others, but he was still giggling. He didn’t need a body to feel safe and appreciated, exhausted and content. The visitation had helped, but when Klaus’ hands glowed blue and everyone could see him for a second as he squeaked and hiccupped, all he could see was fondness on his brothers’ faces. They hadn’t forgotten how to make him feel included and happy. Ben hadn’t forgotten he was loved.

#tua tickle fic week

[bellakitse]

The Potential of Tomorrow

TK tells Owen what went down between him and Carlos and then talks to Carlos about why he walked out.

TK Strand is back at the bar with the crew sipping on mineral water with lemon; everyone is sharing some of the funnier calls they've ever been on. His dad is telling them about the time they walked into a fire started by a man who had accidentally knocked over a candle while pleasuring himself, and how he couldn’t put it out because he had cuffed himself to his bed.

“He forgot to mention the leather chaps and mask,” TK adds with a half-smile, much to the amusement of the others. Paul starts talking about his time in Chicago, but TK isn’t listening anymore. His attention is at the door of the bar, where Carlos Reyes just walked in with some of his fellow cops.

Their eyes meet just for a second, and it’s the way it’s been like between them for the last week since Carlos tried to make him dinner before TK freaked out. The cop looks at him for a moment before looking away, his jaw clenched in a way that would signify annoyance if it weren’t for the hints of hurt TK spots in his pretty brown eyes, it makes TK feel guilty, and all he wants is to apologize to him, but like every time for the last five days, he freezes in place.

“You want to tell me what that’s about?” his dad asks softly, trying not to draw the attention of the rest of their team.

TK considers for a moment playing dumb, but his dad isn’t the man he is by being easily fooled. He has no doubt his father has clocked the tension between him and Carlos the moment it started.

Taking a sip of his mineral water, he wishes for a moment for a real drink. He dismisses the thought as soon as it enters his head. He’s doing better, every day gets a little easier, and he’s not going to derail his progress or disappoint his dad and himself again.

“We hooked up,” TK confesses, bracing himself for a lecture. When it doesn’t come, he sneaks a look at his dad. His expression is neutral as he seems to be waiting for the rest of the story.

TK sighs, he’s a grown man, and yet one look from his father has him spilling his guts each and every time. “We hooked up,” he reiterates. “Afterward, he called me again, and I thought it was another hookup. Instead, he made me dinner, he wants it to be more than just sleeping together. I kind of freaked out on him and was an asshole about it before I left.”

Owen lets out a soft hum, looking over at Carlos, who’s left his friends and is by the bar nursing a beer.

“You don’t feel anything deeper for him,” Owen concludes.

“No,” TK answers quickly, making a face when Owen raises an eyebrow at him. “Yes?” he says unsure, his shoulders dropping as he exhales.

“He’s gorgeous and nice, and it was awesome,” TK tells him meaningfully, a little embarrassed to be talking about his sex life with his dad. “But he wants more, and I’m such a fucking mess.”

“You’re not a mess,” his dad says firmly, pulling a smile out of TK in spite of himself.

“He made a comment about it being a meal, not a marriage proposal, and I just walked out on him,” he says, nodding when his dad winces. “Yeah.”

Owen rubs his back, and TK closes his eyes, it’s as comforting now as it was when he was a kid. “I don’t think he would have made that comment if he knew.”

TK swallows hard. “I know that,” he says quietly, looking over his shoulder at Carlos, catching his eye. The man holds his gaze for a few seconds before lowering it back to his beer. “I need to talk to him, don’t I?”

Owen smiles at him, his weathered face sympathetic. “I think so kid. Go, cowboy up.”

TK rolls his eyes as he stands. “Austin is a bad influence on you,” he says, walking away, his father’s laugh behind him. He starts to walk to the bar, the distance short, and he finds himself at Carlos’ side all too soon. He’s biting down on his lip as he watches him, but at least he’s not walking away, so TK takes that as a win.

“Hey,” he says softly, getting a nod in return. “Can we talk?”

Carlos raises an eyebrow at him, waiting him out.

“Outside, maybe?” TK questions holding his breath when Carlos seems to consider his request. He pulls out his wallet, placing a couple of bills on the counter before making an ‘after you’ gesture at him.

TK heads for the door, Carlos just a step behind him, his heart pounding hard in his chest, and on the way out, he catches his dad’s encouraging look, it settles him a bit.

The Austin night air is different from New York’s, fresher, earthier, it has something that calms TK down. He meant it when he told his dad that moving was a good idea.

Turning around, he faces Carlos, taking him in as the man has his hands in his pockets. Carlos is tall and broad, but right now he seems to be trying to curl in, and TK doesn’t like it, he doesn’t like the idea that his behavior could be the cause.

“I had a boyfriend in New York,” he starts, to which Carlos nods. TK takes a deep breath before continuing. He hasn’t talked about this with anyone but his dad and his therapist, something inside him though tells him he can trust Carlos with this. “I was going to propose the night he told me that he was in love with someone else and that he was leaving me for him.”

Carlos straightens up as he watches him speak, TK can tell the second his words from the other day come back to him by the way he closes his eyes in regret.

“TK, I’m-“ Carlos starts.

TK holds off his apology. “You didn’t know, and you were right. You wanted to have dinner and get to know me, it was just a meal, and it was nice.”

Carlos smiles at him, a little sad. “It’s just not what you’re looking for, I get it.”

“That’s not it. It’s-“ TK shakes his head, frustration coursing through him as he struggles with the words. “There’s more to the story.”

Carlos watches him, his expression is so gentle, and TK remembers how Carlos slowed down their kisses, touched him like something special. “You don’t have to tell me.”

“My therapist says that once I can talk about it, I’ll start to move on,” TK says with a hollow smile. “After Alex broke up with me, I did something I haven’t done in years,” he licks his lips nervously, looking down at his feet as he continues. “I used, and I ended up OD’ing. My dad found me, he and our team saved me.”

TK looks up to find a wrecked look on Carlos’ face. “Say something.”

Carlos lets out a deep breath trying to calm down, but TK still spots a slight shake in his left hand. “Are you okay?”

TK lets out a watery laugh. “No, not really. But I’m doing better than before.”

“Can I-“ Carlos pauses, he quickly runs his tongue over his bottom lip and TK feels a spark of heat go through him. “Can I touch you?”

TK lets out a breath that just deflates him, and he only takes a step before Carlos is hugging him tightly, he presses his face into the crook of his neck as Carlos cups the back of his head.

TK doesn’t know how long Carlos holds him, but the man doesn’t seem to care about time as he runs his hand up and down his back. When TK pulls back, looking at Carlos, all he finds in his expression is kindness and affection. TK keeps looking at him, the tenderness of their moment turns, charged with a different kind of tension than the one they have been having the last few days.

“I’m not ready for more,” he whispers. “Not yet.”

Carlos nods as he brings his hands up, cupping his face. “I understand.”

TK grabs at his wrists when Carlos starts to let him go. “But I want to be,” he says quickly, hopeful. “I want to be, and when I am, I want it to be with you.”

The smile Carlos gives him is bright and more beautiful than an Austin sunset, the kiss he lays at the crown of his head is breathtakingly gentle, and when he says. “I can wait.”

TK’s heart skips a beat.

#911 lone star #tarlos #tarlos fic #911 lone star fic #tk x carlos #my writing #two episodes and i'm already writing fic #i've been down this road before #i'm apologizing to my followers now for the new obsession that is about to take over my brain

[jinxthequeergirl]

1-20 for Ash since he's your groovy boy.

I'M CRYING THE TERM "YOUR GROOVY BOY" MADE MY HEART MELT TO A PUDDLE (i've had a real shit day this is the only think keeping me sane) 

In other news i wasn't sure if you meant like 1 through 20 or like just 1 & 20 so i went with the first option just so i could talk about him more(1 through 19 cause two where pretty much the same) I also made sure to make sure this was as gender natural as possible so

Enjoy

1: Cuddling

Ahakakab

Ok firstly Ash?

Biggest cuddlier ever

He just loves the close contact

Spoon wise

He is the big spoon cause he feels like even when sleeping hes protecting you

He also likes two other ways

A: His head on your chest with your arms around him

Because lets face it he also deserves to feel safe and protected

B: facing you with yout limbs in a tangle

Cause he likes to look at/ admire you

You look so peaceful its one of his favorite sights

2: kissing + Favorite kiss

Ash can be a pretty rough kisser

Almost kinda like a "we might die and or never see eachother again so this is my last chance to do this" type of kiss

Sometimes you have to remind him slow down and that everything is ok and as it should be

When he remembers that hes a very passionate kisser

Like he kisses you slowly but just rough enough to be perfection

She said sighing wistfully

They can also be really playful

He'll dip you while kissing you

But also he peppers kisses all over your face while tickling you

his favorite kisses are french and neck kisses

3: Injured

He likes to make jokes about it

To lighten the mood

Just cause seeing you worried about him breaks his heart

But also to make himself feel better and help to not worry bout it to much

He secretly likes getting injured

You're always so sweet and gentel with him

And you give him special treatments ( ;) ya know what i mean?)

He also pretends he doesn't like it when you kiss his injuries cause its "childish"

But he loves it

When you are injured however its a completely diffrent story

Hes not as calm and collected as you can be

Hes angry, worried and very guilty

You can tell he blames himself because he doesn't crack any jokes like usual and hes always very quiet while he's trying to patch you up

"Kiss me better?" You ask

That makes him smile and he kisses your injuries softly just like you would

You don't blame him and you tell him that much

4:First Date

Ashely J. Williams is not

A fancy man

classy

Or a rich man

He's not one for flashy/fancy dinner dates

Your first date was some sort of take out

In his trailer

You actually really enjoyed it

Only because he made it enjoyable

After dinner the two of you kinda just laied on the floor and talked

Which was weird for ash cause he was more of a

Take someone on a date and get down to bussnies type of guy

But he actually felt connected enough to just sit and chat

5: First kiss

It happens on the hood of the delta on your second date

You where sitting there star gazing

Just talking again and when you looked over you saw him staring at you

"What?"

"Nothing...it's just...your so amazing.."

You only laugh at him

Before suddenly you felt his lips on yours stopping you

That was one of the first and only times hes ever taken his time kissing you

It was one of those gentel kisses that you just melted into

He cupped your cheek with his hand and his other pulled you closer

It was one where when he pulled away you chased after it not wanting it to end

*cheifs kiss* twas perfection

6:Training

Ash really did his best to keep you out of that part of his life

He didn't want any one else he cared about dying on him because of it

He loved you to much

But it came to a point where he decided it was better to be safe then sorry

He taught you how to use the boom stick

And you quickly became pretty handy with it

That along with teaching yourself how to use a series of other tools

Like knifes and axes

He found it really attractive to watch you work like that

7: akward moment

The first really akward moment between you was probably the use of "i love you" too soon

To be fair though everyone thought they where about to die

So when ash blurted "I love you!"

And found that you where still intact

It was slightly uncomfortable in the room for everyone when you responded with

"You've never said that to me before."

And nothing else

Not that you didn't love him back

You where just unprepared for it to happen like that

After avoiding eachother him mainly trying to play it off as if he didn't say that

And acting as if Ash williams never told prople he loved them

Once you finally git fed up enough with it you had to basically yell it back to him

He was very relieved and happy to hear it

8: Fighting

Fights can go one of two ways usually

One being no one gets anywhere ever in the argument

Your both so stuborn

And ash being ash who hates to admit when he's wrong and never owns up to his own actions

Just makes you more angry

Making the argument get heated further

This type of fight usually ends in an angry make out session where your both apologizing like crazy

The other way is again ash being ash

But instead making you cry

This ends the argument pretty quickly because the only thing that can make him own up to any thing is you crying

You tend to use this strategy a lot in order to keep him quite

But sometimes it can really make you cry

He always apologizes right away and pulls you in for a tight hug where he kisses the top of your head

And wipes away your tears

You both actually hate fighting and hate that it ever (though rarely) gets to that point

9:crying

Like I've mentioned before

Ash cannot stand the sight of his baby in pain of any type

Crying is one of the worst things hes ever had to deal with in his life

And hes delt with a lot

His only goal in life is to make sure you are happy, healthy and safe

He's also kinda shit when it comes to dealing with emotions

He won't ask whats wrong right away

Just kinda stand there awkwardly attempting to make you laugh

When and if that doesn't work he'll finally sit down next to you and put a protective arm around you and ask whats wrong

If you don't wanna talk?

Thats ok hes there when you're ready to

Hes not leaving any time soon until your happy again

He'll hold you close to him

Pulling you into his lap to hold you properly

And just lets you cry

When you do tell him whats the matter

Bet your ass that its taken care of right away

Cause anything that makes his perfect partner cry? Dosen't even get the right to exsist anymore

10: sleeping

You better believe ash has nightmares

And feels bad for waking you because of them

But you're very well aware it can be hard for him to sleep

So you are more than happy to stay awake with him for as long as it takes

Even if that means until the sun rises

Or you fall asleep in his lap hes ok with that its the thought that counted

Nights like that are nights when he likes to cuddle you with his head on your chest

You'll kiss his head, smooth his hair

And even sometimes talk or hum to him to calm him down

That usually does the trick of getting him back to sleep for a little while

Sometimes he'll wake up gently and find you peacefully asleep beside him

And he'll kiss your cheek, cover you up and lay back down

Cause knowing your still safe is enough to help him sleep too!

11: bathing/ showering

I don't think ash would get or understand the want and need for a bath

But if you can convince him to take at least one with you

Boom

Thats all he'll ever wanna do

Man has never once in his life had time to sit and relax

But this is something else

To have you with him to

Either sitting across him

Or laying against him makes it Much more enjoyable

Baths are very rare very special occasion things though

Showering is a more often occurance and also a spontaneous thing

And its a plus cause its not Always a sex thing with him

It can be a nice and romantic thing as well

Especially on rough days when he wants to relax in the shower but also talk

Your there to keep him company

12: First time

Honestly the first time was well into your relationship with each other

And it happened in the Delta

It wasn't like rough, extremely passionate or even a serious matter

It was More fun and... vanilla with lots of laughter

It was sweet

The purest form of sex honestly is when you can laugh and or talk during it

And you two being the two people you are

Plus car sex being a horrible idea to begin with

Made it all the funnier but better

I don't think ash ever knew you could actually have like legitamie fun doing it

Just another thing you helped him realize

His heart like seriously skipped a beat hearing you laugh the way you had that night

Yet another reason he knew he loved you

13: soft spot/ weakness

Ash's soft spots include

Tummy

Hips

Neck

Jaw

And that lil spot behind the ear but just under it

Kiss him there and hes Tapped out

Ashes weaknesses are

His partner just in general

If you've been with him this long

He warships you

Definitely an ass/leg guy though

Wear something reveling enough tonshow case both ass and leg

K.o.

14:Pregnancy/ Birth

You wouldn't ever have to worry about ash not wanti g to be a dad or not

So you'd tell him almost right away

Ash is gonna get teary eyed

He'll make some jokes

But he will get watery eyes

And you know how happy new dads get when they find out they are gonna be a dad?

That whole "I'm gonna be a dad!? I'M GONNA BE A DAD!"

Yea 100% ash

Hes lifting you off the floor and spinning you around cheering

About how theres gonna be a lilttle Ash jr. Running around

Hes definitely the kinda guy who likes to talk to the mommy tummy all the time

Bump or not

Everything is suddenly about the baby

Hes always on the look out for baby things

Buys everything

Hes probably the dad who wants to mix the parents names together and name the baby that

Which is kinda gid awful and you tell him that

If its a girl you agree to name her Cheryl after his sister

Which lowkey makes him teary eyes again

You agree to let him pick the boy name though

He jokes about picking names like...idk hulk or something

But you picked a meaningful name he wants to do the same

You can trust him with that much

When the baby is born

He almost refuses to let it go

Hes got that new dad worry/ slash haze

"Where are they taking them?"

"Are they ok!?"

Loses his shit when the baby does grabby hands and holds his prosthetic finger

Hes so proud of his new kick ass family

15:Touching

When ash touches you its usually soft, slow and gentle

No matter what

That’s it

He lets his fingers gently run across your skin

Mainly because 👏he 👏worships👏you👏

And you deserve to be treated like the holy entity he sees you as

He hold your hand firmly though as not to lose you

16 : Undressing:

Its either slowly piece by piece

Taking his time to do so

Or extremely fast

17 what “turns them on” :

ash is horny by nature 

do anything around him when hes in the right mood easy enough 

but other than that ash likes being in control of situations 

makes him feel powerful 

so give that man even the slightest bit of power and hes ready 

he also finds it supper attractive when you are in charge and calling all the shots 

18 domestic life 

once everything with deadits is finally over and is at peace 

the first thing ash does is marry you 

then moves you to Jacksonville Florida likes hes always wanted 

then thats where you would have your baby 

the both of you get good jobs 

send your kid(s) to good schools 

all of yours childrens friends love being around ash and hearing him tell stories 

19 farewell/ how they say goodbye 

he always gives you a good solid kiss 

before softly telling you to have a good day and to not miss him to much 

hes always extra careful to throw in one last quick peck on the lips or cheek before you leave 

#ash williams x reader #ashley williams x reader #evil dead x reader #horror x reader #horror imagine #slasher x reader #slasher imagine

[coliverxxx]

Haechan The Sunshine

Summary: Snippets of your relationship with Haechan (and consequently, the rest of the boys of NCT Dream).

Pairings: Haechan x Reader, Everyone x Reader

Genre: Romance, Friendship, Comfort

Words: 6,908

Warnings: None, hopefully

A/N: I began writing this because I just wanted to hug Haechan (I feel like every NCT Dream story I write, it’s because I just want to hug a member). He’s been going through comeback after comeback and while that’s not reason for me to complain (because too much Haechan content is not something to complain about but) I worry he’s being overworked or he’s overworking himself. I didn’t realize it’s already six thousand words but anyway, let’s continue to support Ridin’ and the rest of their activities.

Haechan The Sunshine

Because of the nature of Haechan's work, you didn't exactly have that much time to spend with him especially if they have overseas schedule. Which was why whenever he would call, may it be at seven in the evening or two in the morning, may it be when you're in the shower or you were running somewhere, as long as you weren't talking to a client or your boss or your mother, you'd gladly take his call. You could always catch up with sleep, you could always switch off the stove, but you couldn't always talk to him and that was more important for you.

It was around four in the morning when he called. You knew they were in Dubai for SMTown's concert which must have just ended.

"Haechan?" You couldn't totally remove the drowsiness in your voice immediately when you picked up the call which you always wanted to because you knew he would fell bad about calling you at such timing.

"Sorry, I woke you up, right?" There it was, the guilt. He didn't like you losing sleep because of him, or his work, regardless of how many times you told him that when you agreed to this relationship, you knew the cause that comes with it, and also the prize (Haechan's smile being one of the many, you told him, which made him flushed, saying you could still see him smile even if you weren't in a relarionship with him and you said his smiles for you were different, and he didn't say anymore because he knew it was true).

You sat up in your bed so you could properly breathe and so you could totally wake yourself up. Then, you answered because you knew he needed to hear it, "It's okay. How are you? How's the concert?"

"It's like, four a.m. there, right?" Haechan sighed, and you knew instantly he was more tired than he was letting on. He was always tired these days, with multiple comebacks because he was literally in every unit of NCT, concerts, and other schedules. While you knew how much he loves his work, you always worry if he was overworking himself. After all, a human body could only take so much fatigue and stress. He was always smiling and laughing in front of the camera because that's what his mind was telling his body to do but what if his body could no longer cope with his mind?

"It's fine," you said again, sounding more awake even to yourself now because you were getting worried of him. "I like talking to you."

There was a pause in the line and you could hear the sigh of relief changed his earlier sigh of stress when he answered, "I like talking to you, too. I miss you."

"I miss you, too," you said back, perhaps too quickly, because that's how you felt. "Tired?"

"Dying," he joked, but you knew it was probably half meant. "If you're here, maybe I'll survive." You could hear the smile in his voice, despite the things he was saying, and you knew he meant it — not the dying part, but the he will survive if you were with him. It made you feel funny, like the butterflies in stomach and all, which was also funny in itself because you were already in a relationship with him. But then, he never failed to make you feel as if you just fell in love with him whenever you were with him or you were just talking to him.

Haechan didn't always show his exhaustion to his members which was why you took it upon yourself to be there for him whenever you could. It was the least you could do especially since you couldn't exactly fly with him wherever their schedules would take them all the time. He continued, "But talking to you is almost just as good."

You smiled to yourself but just had to say. "Hey, if you're too tired to talk, you could sleep," you tried telling him.

"I'm tired but I want to talk to you," he insisted, and you could hear some sound as if he was settling himself on the bed and then, there was rustling of packages of chips.

"Haechan, you can't eat chips for dinner."

There was a pause. "How did you know?" he asked, sounding surprised but barely worried. "Have you set up spy cams on me? Do you see me?"

"I wish I could," you honestly told him, "but I can hear your chips. You have to eat proper dinner. Have you eaten?"

"Not yet," he said after a sigh. "I want to talk to you first."

"About what?"

"Everything?"

"Haechan, what happened?" You finally asked because you have a feeling there was something more specific than everything he wanted to talk to you about that he was trying to tell you but he couldn't bring himself to say yet. "Are you breaking up with me? Did you meet someone else there?" That almost always worked when you were trying to get him spill something but it was still a little funny everytime how it works.

"WHAT? NO!" It was a joke but your heart still swelled at his reaction. You even heard a loud sound like he fell off the bed because of what you said. "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? I AM NOT BREAKING UP WITH YOU! MY VOICE CRACKED EARLIER, OKAY? I DIDN'T HIT A HIGH NOTE."

"Oh."

"I am not breaking up with you."

"I am not breaking up with you, too."

You heard him climbing the bed again, muttering, "How could you say that then? It's good Mark's not yet in the room. He'd laugh at me for falling off the bed." Then, he continued in a very, very quiet voice it was almost inaudible, "Everyone's already laughing at me for my voice cracking."

Haechan was always seen as this bubbly, energetic person, someone who would initiate hugs and kisses to every person he treasures, and while all of those were true, underneath that optimistic and enthusiastic persona, there was still that Haechan who worries if he was doing good enough, if he was being enough. You could never totally shake that feeling off and you wished you could. He was always doing so much already and yet he wanted to do more.

"Who's laughing at you? Certainly not the boys, right?" you asked, suddenly serious.

"No, not them," Haechan quickly answered. "But I'm sure the world is."

"Listen, Haechan," you said, not helping yourself if you sounded like a teacher lecturing a student, or even a mother, "your voice cracking tonight doesn't amount to even one percent of who you are as a person. You are one of the most hardworking people I know. You don't complain for too much work, you don't get annoyed or irritated even if you're already too tired, you always do your best and put your best foot forward in whatever you do. If your voice cracked tonight, it did, because that happens. That happens to the best and most popular singers, too. It doesn't mean the world is going to laugh at you because the world knows you are more than that one time your voice cracked and even if some laugh, those people don't matter because there are people who knows you better. Your members know you better. I know you better." You sounded tired when you finished your monologue and you thought he fell asleep on you already but you couldn't bring yourself to care because you wanted to tell him, "Please don't be too hard on yourself."

There was no response for literally about two minutes and you actually thought he fell asleep on you. It wouldn't be the first time it happens because you knew how tired he was. He would feel guiltier for falling asleep on you than calling you in weird hours and would apologize endlessly and try to make up for it through a lot of ways (hugs, cuddles, gifts) even though you always told him you understand. Did you mention he was a cinnamon roll? Soft and sweet and fluffly and lovely. Yes, Haechan was a cinnamon roll. Your cinnamon roll.

"Did you fall asleep?" you softly asked, feeling yourself sink back in your bed as well. "You must have, right? I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you. If I can just tell you face to face how much you mean to me, to your members, to your fans, I will."

"Don't apologize," Haechan finally spoke again, sounding very much awake. There was literally no trace of sleep in his voice.

"I thought you fell asleep."

"I was thinking."

"Thinking of what?"

"How it was always right to call and talk to you?" he said, and there was smile again to his voice. "You also mean a lot to me, you know. Like maybe, the world?"

You smiled a little. "That's not a lot, Haechan. That's everything."

"Well, you're kind of my everything."

"Sap."

"You like it."

"I do," you admitted. Then, you said, "You're kind of my everything, too."

The two of you let some comfortable silence come in between you, listening to each other's breaths and just knowing that no matter how far, the other was just in your hearts. Somehow, that made the distance a lot shorter and it was almost as if you could feel each other's presence with you, just not physically with you.

After a while, you talked about a lot of things (after you told him to get something proper to eat first while you talk), funnier things, such as Jaemin getting lost in the airport, Chenle getting locked in the airplane's comfort room and Jeno panicking and calling a flight attendant for help, and Jisung knocking Renjun's juice and getting scolded by the older for it and almost crying. He talked about the concert and what happened besides his voice cracking (which was pretty lot, he told you Lucas tripped thrice and those were just the times he saw), you talked about a new client which also turned out to be a difficult client, he talked about the hotel they were staying at, you talked about your friend buying another dog (who already has eighteen), and he talked about how roommates was designated this time (draw lots with codenames).

It was almost six in the morning when you looked at your alarm clock again. It would ring in fifteen minutes or so, and you're already awake.

He finally yawned and said, "I probably should go to sleep."

"Okay."

"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Good night."

"Good morning."

There was a beat of silence. "You should hang up," he said.

"No, you should."

"You should."

"You should."

"Okay, I'll hang up this time just so you could already sleep," you finally said. "Also, please tell Renjun not to scold Jisung too much. The kid probably didn't mean it although I could tell Renjun was probably also just teasing him. And tell Jaemin that not because the sign says 'Go Right' it doesn't mean he should follow it immediately, especially if the destination isn't where he's supposed to go. And oh, tell Mark I said thanks."

"Why would you thank Mark?" he asked, sounding a little confused and a little jealous. If there were people Haechan was always getting jealous of, you realized, it was his members.

"Because he comforted you when your voice cracked," you simply told him, reminding him of what he told you earlier, that Mark came to him and gently pulled him into a short, sided hug after his voice cracked and he looked like he want to run off stage. "Okay, I'll hang up now. You should sleep. Good night, Haechan."

"Wait!" he said just before you hang up.

You waited on the other end of the line.

"Thank you," he finally said. "Thank you for always being here for me. Thank you for listening to me no matter what the time is. I know it's shitty of me to call at four in the morning but it's shittier for you to answer in the middle of your sleep. Thank you for always believing in me. Thank you for being with me."

"But Haechan, I love you, that's what I do," you honestly said in response of his sudden confession.

He chuckled, like a real, genuine laugh, and that made losing sleep to you that morning really worth it. "God, I love you so much," he said, still chuckling. "I'll kiss the daylights out of you when we get back."

"Looking forward to it," you told him, smiling yourself. "Now, sleep for real. You need to rest."

After he hung up with you (or you hung up with him), Mark returned to their room, surprised to still see Haechan up. He thought the younger would have gone to sleep earlier because he looked more stressed than tired earlier because of what happend with that one song.

"Oh, you're still up?" Mark asked, sitting on his bed and pulling his shoes off.

"I'm just about to sleep, hyung," Haechan answered, settling himself under the covers. Then, he said your thanks to the older.

Mark looked understandably confused. "Um, you're welcome?" he said unsurely, not sure what he exactly he did or how you even knew.

Haechan said he would tell you his you're welcome. Then, he faced the other side and in no time, fell asleep.

Mark could guess Haechan called you though. Haechan always called you whenever possible, sometimes to tell you what funny things the other members did, or what new food they tried for dinner, or when things didn't go the way he wanted to.

Oh, it finally hit Mark.

The high note from the concert earlier. He looked at the younger's back facing him and remembered how he visibly deflated after his voice cracked while everyone was basically running around the stage happily greeting the fans. He immediately walked towards Haechan and pulled him a little closer, he knew he could not say any words, but he hoped it was enough to tell the younger it was okay. It probably wasn't, given that Haechan told everyone he was going to sleep as soon as they arrived at the hotel while everyone else went to Taeyong and Doyoung's room (which was the biggest and has like, a common area) to eat dinner together. The hyungs told him to get Haechan, actually, but he knew the younger needed some time alone first and that's what he told them. He still got him dinner though but he didn't mention it anymore when he saw some opened packed lunch from earlier, knowing you must have told him to eat properly when he saw the opened but untouched chips as well.

The older thought he should probably say his thanks to you as well, for looking after Haechan even from this far, although you would probably just tell him what you told Haechan earlier.

Sometimes, in the rare times that Haechan was free from his obligations and commitments due to work, he would drop by your place just because no matter how much he loved his members, he could only truly relax when he was with you. Or really, when he was away from things that would remind him of his very taxing but quite fulfilling work.

You were reading a book, lying sideways on your bed, when someone barged into your room, dropped an overnight bag on the floor, and went straight to take a bath in the shower (because he knew you didn't like going to bed sweaty and disgusting which probably meant he came straight to your place from a schedule). He got out of the shower ten minutes later, already in his pajamas he took from your closet because even if he was always bringing overnight stuff whenever he planned to stay the night, he still liked the hoodies he left in your place better because he knew you were wearing them and they smelled more like you now than him. Then, he climbed the bed and hugged you from behind, just burying his face to your back, hugging you as close as he could, letting calm and peace seep inside him, quite a difference from his usual crazy pacing and noise.

You were still on your book, in a very interesting part, where the girl was choosing her werewolf boyfriend instead of her vampire ex-boyfriend, when he lifted his head a little and spoke to you for the first time, "Pay a little attention to me, will you?"

The book was definitely interesting but you found your clinging boyfriend more interesting as you turned to face him, while still holding the book, and hug him, his face on your chest now instead of your back, your chin resting on his head so you could still read. "Let me finish this chapter first," you told him, but your arms were tight around him.

"Okay," Haechan murmured. Then, he sniffed at your clothes and said, "You smelled good."

You chuckled and kissed the top of his head. "You smelled just like me because you used my shampoo," you told him. "Tired?"

He made a sound that sounded in no way a clear word but somehow you knew meant yes as you decided to set the book down in the bed side table. You were still five pages before the chapter ends but the person clinging to you was more important at the moment.

"Did you finish the chapter?" Haechan asked, peeking up to have a proper look at your face.

"No, I'll continue tomorrow," you told him, moving down a little so your face was on the same level as his. You brought your finger to his eyes and traced on the dark circles underneath.

"I look ugly, don't I?"

You raised a brow at him and said, "Why do you say that?"

"I probably look like a panda because of my eyebags."

You nodded and you saw him looked deflated but you told him, "Pandas are cute though."

He giggled and pulled your waist closer, leaving almost no space between the two of you at all. Then, he looked at your eyes and said, "Do you love me more than your book?"

It was your time to giggle. "I think so," you said, nodding teasingly.

"Do you love me more than pandas?"

"Maybe," you said which meant definitely.

"Do you love me even if I become ugly?"

"I kind of love you regardless of how you look," you seriously told him this time. "It was kind of how love works, Haechan."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Great," he whispered, "because I think I can only get uglier from here on because our schedule was getting more ridiculous each day. Can you believe they want us to record five songs a day, have a photoshoot thrice in different locations, and somehow not faint?" He sounded like he wanted to cry but settled on burying his face on your shoulder instead.

You brought your hands to both his face and forced him to look at you again. Reluctantly, he showed you his face which in no way was ugly. Sulking, maybe. Tired, definitely. But ugly? Haechan was sunlight. He was positive energy given by the heavens to this earth to bring light to the darkness of the world and you didn't know what you did in your past time, but somehow given to you exclusively as well.

He was beautiful.

You leaned closer and closed the remaining gap between you, placing a chaste but meaningful kiss in his frowning lips. Then, if the meaning was lost somehow or if it didn't come to him as clearly as how you wanted to, you looked at his eyes again when you pulled away and told him seriously, "You are beautiful."

He blinked at you a few times, probably considering what you said. Then, he said, "Can you do that again? I don't think I understand properly."

You laughed at him, unbelievingly, pulling away just enough for him to frown and pull you back closer to him. "Weren't you the one who said you're going to kiss the daylights out of me when you got back?" you asked, shaking your head in fake disappointment. "But I was even the one who kissed you first."

"Because you were reading!" Haechan retorted, taking offense. He would have kissed you the moment he came back but he knew how much you loathed going to bed dirty, or bothering you when you were reading. That's one of the things you loved about him, that he respected you and your ways.

"I'm not reading now."

"Oh, you are so on."

"Haechan, do you see the container on the counter?" you shouted from your room, when you were walking out of the shower and knowing that he was already getting ready to leave.

Perhaps more than being away for some time, being separated again after spending time together was more difficult. You already knew when you saw Haechan's face, looking blankly at his overnight bag (which was untouched) and standing idly by the living room. You refused to give in to the same energy though.

"Uh," Haechan said, snapping out of his thoughts, walking towards the counter and seeing a huge container. "Yeah, what's in it?"

"It's ramen without noodles," you answered, knowing that was confusing as hell because ramen was noodles but knowing he understood you anyway and walking out of your bedroom with a towel on your head. "You guys can just put noodles and boil it for five minutes whenever you want. Chenle loves ramen, right? I put lots of spam and sausage because Jeno and Jisung love those, too. Can you please tell Renjun and Jaemin I'll make them samgyetang next time? They requested for it when I last saw them but I ran out of ginseng."

You weren't a cook but you could throw some dishes here and there. Sometimes, when you would visit them for a change, instead of Haechan visiting you, because the others would always complain how it was Haechan seeing you the most (and Haechan would retort with "AM I NOT THE ONE IN RELATIONSHIP HERE?"), his members would request for some food they were craving for. It has been sort of traditional for you then to send Haechan some food for him and the others whenever he would come and see you.

Haechan nodded slowly, closing the container with ramen soup that he opened to see what's inside. It smelled delicious, he thought. He knew the others would love it. Then, he said in a really, really small voice that you almost didn't hear him but somehow, you did, "I kind of missed it when you're only thinking of me."

You seemed surprised for a minute, blinking at his turned back at you, before walking towards the kitchen and opening your refrigerator to retrieve another container which was as big as the one containing ramen soup. He watched you bring it in front of him to the counter, opening it to show him what's inside, as you said, "By the way, this lot is for you. Pickled cucumber mixed with radish that you love so much to keep you refreshed and energetic all the time." You said that because that's exactly what he told you when he first whined and requested you to make it for him. You refused because you didn't want to be his cook and he pouted and didn't say anything about it anymore but when you next saw him, you still had a medium-sized container of pickled cucumber mixed with radish. That's how weak you were when it comes to Haechan.

He blinked at the opened the container. You almost chuckled when you saw his eyes sparkling at the view of his favorite side dish, snack, and meal. You honestly couldn't understand how he could eat that all day without getting tired of it but you knew how much he loves it so whenever you can, and whenever you knew he would visit, you would prepare it for him to take home since you knew with their busy schedule, they could barely eat properly, more especially prepare the food they want. You'd give credit to Jaemin because you knew he takes care of the food for the members as much as he could but he has the same schedule as them and you couldn't blame him or any of them if at the end of the day, they would settle on whatever instant was available at home. That's why whenever you could, you'd send food to Haechan and his members.

He looked at you with shimmering eyes full of love like you'd given him the sky and all its stars, totally forgetting about the ramen soup you made for the other, opening and closing his mouth as if he couldn't decide what to say to you. Finally, you saved him the trouble and smiled at him, saying, "I love your members but I still love you the most."

It was always interesting and fun whenever you were the one visiting them. Somehow, whenever you were there, you would become an all-around counselor for all their problems, consultant for their future endeavors, or sometimes voice or dance coach when Chenle wanted you to hear a song he was writing or when Jisung wanted you to see a choreography he was creating. Those on top of being a food deliverer because you would bring them as much food as you could when you were the one visiting that you couldn't ask Haechan to bring on his own when he was the one coming to you.

This time, it looked like you prepared a feast as you unloaded like, three boxes of food from your car that Haechan commissioned Mark and Jeno to help him carry.

"Why would you prepare so much?" Haechan asked you, sighing as he struggled to lift one box. The summer heat was not helping his arms carrying the box at all. "What are even all these?"

"I made lots of watermelon punch," you told him, and that made Jeno looked back at you with such joyful expression he almost tripped. "Because it's hot."

"Are you cooking for the whole city? This is a lot!" Haechan complained but you knew he wasn't really complaining that you cooked a lot, but that you cooked a lot for the others. He could tend to be jealous like that. It was cute.

"Well, one container is already for Jeno," you playfully said and you watched him grimace even more.

Jeno announced the watermelon punch as soon as he returned, making everyone run to you guys because even if they don't love watermelon as much as Jeno was willing to eat just watermelon his entire life (okay, maybe not to that extent but Jeno adored watermelon so much), it was freaking hot and everyone would love some watermelon punch.

"Did you just make the watermelon punch that Jeno loves? Nothing else?" Renjun asked, earning a light punch from Haechan and a glare from Mark. "What? It's not fair!"

You laughed at them. "I also made cookies and cream ice cream, mixed berries yogurt, spicy cold kimchi noodles, and samgyetang for dinner later," you told them, not needing to specify which is for who already because you knew how much they all love anything cold at this weather especially the spicy cold kimchi noodles because they all love kimchi as well. "And some non-dairy matcha ice cream, too," you added, glancing at Jaemin.

Jaemin visibly groaned and whined, being dramatic and all as he waltzed towards you to almost hug you. He was stopped by Haechan who stood right beside you and pushed Jaemin away. It didn't stop Jaemin from wailing though, "This is so unfair. Why can't we all have you?"

Haechan stiffened and asked you seriously, "He meant someone like you, right?" As much as he loved his members loving you and you loving them back (hopefully not as much as you do him) even if he wouldn't admit it or show it, he's not quite ready to share you.

Actually, never.

Simultaneously, you looked at Jaemin with a confused expression and asked, "How can that be? You're not all Haechan."

Jaemin groaned again and focused on grabbing the entire container of non-dairy matcha ice cream you brought them while Jeno and Renjun laughed at him. Mark got the cookies and cream ice cream while Jisung and Chenle decided to try the mixed berries yogurt first.

You saw the change in Haechan's expression lighten when you said what you said and he leaned to your side lightly, glancing at you with a shy, little smile. Haechan was not shy. He definitely was not a shy person but he just looked so adorable everytime you would come forth with your feelings for him especially with his members that you couldn't help but tiptoe and kiss him on the cheek.

"WHAT!" That was both Jaemin and Haechan, the former looking like he just saw Haechan murdering someone and the latter looking like he was just slapped instead of kissed.

"Why would you want to kiss Haechan? That is so gross," the younger of the two continued.

"Stop eating that! Stop eating that!" Haechan snapped out of it and retorted to cover up his still blushing face, trying to grab Jaemin's bowl of matcha ice cream.

Jaemin' bowl successfully evaded Haechan's hand and he stood up, saying, "But it was made especially for me!"

"Nothing was made especially for you! These were all made because of me!" Haechan glared, running after Jaemin.

Chenle and Jisung looked at each other and nodded, Jisung saying, "Well, Haechan-hyung isn't technically wrong."

"HEY, IF YOU DROP THAT ICE CREAM ON THE NEWLY CLEANED FLOOR —" Mark was yelling.

And Jaemin's bowl dropped.

Soul visibly came out from Mark's body.

Everyone was silent.

You could not hear a single breath.

Then, Jaemin began laughing and showed the bowl in everyone's faces. It was already empty (Mark's soul returned to his body) but Haechan has finally caught up to him and was tackling him on the floor with tickles and light punches, telling Jaemin to find someone similar to you, not you, that Jaemin couldn't have you, that no one else can have you because you were his. It was borderline possessive but it was adorable when they were both on the floor, cackling and breathing hard.

"Serves him right," Jeno muttered, finishing his second bowl of watermelon punch and going for his third.

"That's your fourth bowl already!" Renjun complained when he saw Jeno getting another bowl.

"No, it's just my third!" Jeno said, but he's not stopping in filling his bowl again.

"Stop hogging all the watermelon punch!" Renjun said again.

"Yeah, hyung, I want to eat that, too," Chenle, who was still finishing his mixed berries yogurt, said as well.

"Are you guys for real?" Mark asked, losing his soul and maybe his sanity, too, again.

Haechan and Jaemin finished their bout to Haechan's self-declared win when Jaemin was already limp because of laughing too much and they came back to the table to another issue at hand involving Jeno's alleged hoarding of the watermelon punch.

Sighing, Haechan tiredly told you, "Next time, I'll just come to you, okay? Like, you don't have to go here at all anymore. You don't have to cook these guys anything."

You only laughed and found his hand because even if he said that, you knew how important it was for him that you were getting along with his members. He had always worried before that they would be opposed to your relationship with him or that they wouldn't like you at all but those were problems of the past, problems that didn't transpire. You knew even if he was not saying it that he was happy his members loved you.

"What should I cook next time?" you asked them despite what Haechan just said.

"No!" Haechan's eyes widened but he couldn't even fool himself with how weak his no sounded.

You heard a series of requests, much to Haechan's dismay, from noodles (more types of cold noodles to keep them alive this summer from Mark and Renjun) to various desserts (obviously Jaemin — macarons, fruit cakes, cheesecakes, etc.) to different dishes (Jisung wanted to eat seafood vegetable pancake while Jeno was simply requesting some white radish kimchi) to international food you probably haven't tried, more so cooked in your life (Chenle was quietly muttering about some kind of lotus something soup).

"Have you got any idea how difficult it is to find lotus roots here?" Renjun asked Chenle with a laugh.

"But I don't request often," Chenle muttered, looking hopefully at you, which was true. Jaemin and Jisung were the ones who request the most (and you answer to their requests because Jisung was the maknae and as simple thanks to Jaemin for taking care of everyone's food most of the time), excluding Haechan because you don't count his as requests. You'd cook for him even if he didn't ask.

"I'll try, Chenle," you said with a kind smile and that was enough for the younger to smile brightly. You thought you'd even order online for some lotus roots if that was what will make the younger smile like that.

As a matter of fact, you look at the boys and everyone was smiling. Waking up at four in the morning that day to prepare everything before you drove at their place at ten with three boxes of food was worth it. These boys take care of Haechan when you weren't beside him. The amount of food you prepare for them wouldn't suffice to how much you were thankful to them.

You felt a slight grip in your hand and you glanced at Haechan and was surprised to see him already staring at you, his expression fond and you knew your face was returning the same expression to him. He lightly squeezed to your hand again, the bickering of his members fading to the background, leaving just the two of you in the presence of the other as if you were the only ones in the room.

He didn't have to say it. You could see it in his eyes but he still did because that's how he felt and he wanted to tell it to you, even though he knew he would hear endless protests and complaints, for being cringy in broad daylight. "I really do love you."

"EW!"

"GROSS!"

"NOT IN FRONT OF THE FOOD!"

"NOT IN FRONT OF THE CHILDREN!"

You smiled at him, keeping your gaze locked on his eyes, like both of you couldn't hear the others, like you were still in your own world together, and as you brought your other hand to touch his cheek, he leaned against it, you said, "Me, too."

When you looked at the others again, they were still staring at the two of you but there were no more complaints and Haechan quickly said just when Jaemin was opening his mouth, "Don't say it. Don't even think about it." He still remembered when Jaemin said it was unfair why couldn't they have you, too, and thought that's what Jaemin was going to say again.

"Actually, I was going to say I wanted a relationship like what the two of you have," Jaemin said, looking up at Haechan with a small smile, finishing his second bowl of matcha ice cream.

"Same," Jeno and Renjun concurred at the same time, the former finishing his third bowl of watermelon punch while the other was refilling for his second.

Haechan looked partly scandalized and partly embarrassed when even Mark was nodding in agreement and the two maknaes were also butting in with their "Me, too! Me, too!" (Renjun told them they were too young and Chenle rebutted they were literally only one year younger.) Even his ears were turning red and it was a little funny how flushed he could get when his members were complimenting him, even indirectly. You thought he has no idea how amazing he was as a person and that just makes him even more amazing. Because for you, he was literally sunshine. You were never letting go of his hand.

How dark would your life be without your sunshine?

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[seven-oomen]

Hi, Ben!  Sending this this way because it’ll probably (definitely) be too long for an ask.  That whole Venom/TW has me cackling and wishing I’d seen Venom and could visualize it better. 

Also totally picturing Peter’s wolf manifesting a la Venom (I see this in a lot of fanart, don’t know how often it happens in the film), and it’s this little black wolf-like creature somewhere between his alpha form and a regular wolf, with glowing blue eyes and a slightly too long panting tongue.

Also, an internal (hopefully) argument:  (Peter and Noah talking while waiting to see the mayor.)

Wolf:  PEEEETTEEEERRRR… WE WANT THIS ONE PETERRR…

Peter:  No, love.

Wolf:  BUT HE JUST SMELLS SO GOOD, PETER…

Peter:  No, this is neither the time nor the place.

Wolf:  JUST ONE LITTLE TASTE, PETER…

Peter:  For the last time, not right now!

Wolf:  PLEAS-

Peter:  NO!!

(How much of this Noah can follow or is confused by is up to you.)

Also, I don’t know the specifics of what drives the lobster scene, but I’m just picturing stuff like Peter randomly grabbing squirrels out of trees to munch on, or wandering into the Sheriff’s station and forcibly climbing into Noah’s lap (he usually remembers to shut the office door at least, and if any of the deputies notice they’re just like “fucking Beacon Hills, man”, so once Noah figures out how to do his paperwork around the wolf in his arms he just rolls with it), or being the one to bring in Erica and Isaac because his wolf was trying to be helpful and “THIS ONE SMELLS SICK, TOO!” (Isaac tries to insist he’s fine, but the wolf just keeps yelling “SADNESS IS ALSO A SICKNESS!”).  Having occasional arguments with the wolf that just because Chris and Allison smell vaguely like Kate, it doesn’t mean he can kill them.

Also, if Laura wants to play at being alpha now, I hope she plans on apologizing for abandoning her uncle and leaving him to die instead of taking him along so that they could heal him together and not let him stay trapped in a haze of grief and rage and agony for years.  And somebody needs to do that claw ritual thing if only to ask Talia “hey, quick question. What the actual, ever-loving fuck?” re: all the memory stealing.

Anyway, even knowing as little about one of the sources as I do, I second that the idea is hilarious, and has definitely helped distract me from the fact that my phone decided not to charge overnight and was dead as a brick this morning, and the resulting anger issues.

Hope you’re feeling better today!  Take care!  *Hugs!*

I’m feeling a lot better today pain wise today, it def feels like my body kinda caught up like; wait a second.. we’re not supposed to be doing this anymore. I mean it’s still there just not painful.

As for the Venom thing. GIMME!! I hadn’t considered it physically manifesting like that but that would honestly be really funny. I personally thought of it more as a spectral image of his wolf form that appears and that only he can see. 

(Because Venom manifesting can be seen by everyone around Eddie, and I honestly think it’s a lot funnier to have a spectral wolf bugger Peter because that would make him seem more deranged.)

Noah (and the rest of the room, lol) only heard the last NO! and everyone is kinda staring at him at that point so he has to find a quick way to make that seem sense.

Peter: “Don’t try the deviled eggs they’re honestly not that good.” 

*Cue an entire room of people eyeing the eggs suspiciously.*

Noah has to hold his laughter because holy shit that was both the worst and best thing he’s ever seen. It’s a good thing he likes this asshole.

The lobster scene in Venom is mostly about Eddie trying to show Anne (his ex) what’s going on. So in this case it would be Peter trying to show Noah or Chris who set the fire and that he has proof and people should listen to him but he’s rattling to something nobody else can see and people think he’s lost his mind. And honestly just so HUNGRY. So he randomly grabs a squirrel out of tree and starts eating it raw/alive. 

People are DISTURBED. Especially Stiles/Liam/Allison. And Peter’s just eating and rattling and has pure chaotic energy and someone has to get him to calm down. So either Chris or Deaton or maybe Noah has to come in and get Peter to let go of the squirrel and come back inside for a nap.

For reference this is the scene in venom:

And yes, that is Dan carrying Eddie out in a deleted scene. So imagine Chris, Deaton, or Noah having to do that for Peter.

And oh god I can just imagine all the fucking deputies being like; “Oh hey Hale, yeah door’s open, it’s fucking Beacon Hills, go right in.”

Bahahahaha omg that’s the best.

Noah’s so tired but he’s so used to the snugglewolf, he allows it.

And Laura has sooooo much to atone for but she knows that and I feel like she’d try her best to do so. She knows she fucked up, she knows what she did was horrible. And she tries to atone, she apologizes and tries to be there for Peter now. (I also feel like Laura was like, 17? When the fire occurred. So in a way she was a kid too. It doesn’t excuse her but I also understand her.)

And oooh boy.... Talia will be questioned so much by Peter and her kids. The amount of anger and resentment they share over their mother/sister. They will chew her out in the memories. And when they figure out Jackson and Malia are Hales too, oooooffff. Haven’t decided who their father is in this universe though. A part of me wants to say Chris, because that’s who I usually default to, but it might also be fun to consider Noah?

For extra pain: Talia stole one last memory of Peter and Noah and the birth of their youngest son Theo. For consideration. Don’t know if i’d put that in but if you want to amp up all the drama, there’s a way to do that.

Anyway this ask has me coming up with all sort of wonderful ideas while I wait for the delivery of my Christmas present. (Spiderman Miles Morales). And I thought I’d share before I tackle your other submission. Feel free to add anything or send more asks if you want. <3

Hope your day will go well B!

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[notyetneedcoffee]

Not Exactly a Classic Dame (3)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC (platonic friendship between Steve x OFC)

Warnings: Language, otherwise none this Chapter, but later

  Bucky Master List / Main Master List

CHAPTER 3  

“Hey, I brought you something.” Steve handed Bucky a stack of books as he walked into the apartment. “These are really good.” 

“Thanks.” Bucky shut the door behind him. “You want some coffee or anything before we go.” 

“No, I’m good.” Steve looked around at the now furnished room. It still lacked personal touches and decoration, but he liked what was there. He sat on the sofa, running his hand along the armrest. “This is nice.” 

“Yeah. It’s comfortable.” Bucky sat down to tie his running shoes.  

“Cas said she had a really great time when you took her for a ride.” Steve watched his friend. 

Bucky didn’t answer, didn’t even look up. 

“She likes your company, but it looks to me like you’re avoiding her.” 

No response. 

“So,” Steve crossed his arms and stared at the back of his best friend’s head. “Does she rub you the wrong way or are you just being a jerk?” 

Bucky whipped around, scowling. “Listen, if your girl. . .” 

“MY girl?” 

“Yeah,” Bucky shot to his feet, anger instantly flaring to the surface. “I’m trying to be respectful, okay? She’s -” He stopped himself. What? A flirt? Sweet? Sexy as hell? He finally growled, “Yours.” 

Bucky’s eye grew wide in confusion when Steve burst out laughing.  

“Oh, Buck.” He shook he head, still chuckling at the incredulous look on the other man’s face. “We’re not an item. Never have been. Cas is a sweetheart, and I adore her, but we’re not a couple.” 

A wave of confusion hit Bucky in the gut, making him even more angry. “But the way you two carry on? What the fuck? I’ve seen her hug and kiss on you. Eat off your plate without asking. There’s a picture of the two of you at some fancy shin-dig in your office. Steve, you gave her something you drew! What the else was I supposed to think?” 

“Okay, yeah.” Steve stood to face him. “We’re close and, I’ll admit, pretty affectionate. But it’s just gotten to be natural. Honestly, Buck, it’s completely innocent. We’re just close friends.” 

Not knowing what to say, Bucky just stared at the floor in front of Steve’s feet. He wasn’t about to apologize for barking. Steve laughed at him. The few interactions between himself and Cassidy came back in rapid fire memories. Sure, it made him feel good. Made him feel like sweeping her up in his arms and tasting those red lips. What if she was just, as Steve put it, being affectionate? He had no desire to be the fool. When he was younger, he may not have cared. He wasn’t the same man anymore. 

The silence stretched out and Steve watched the emotions play out on his friend’s face. He looked stoic, but the clench of his jaw, the small change in his eyes as he stared into nothing, gave him away. 

“I knew you would like her the minute I met her.” Steve sighed. “Even before I knew you were still alive.  I would sit there thinking, ‘Bucky would just be smitten with her’.” 

“You should’ve said something.”   

“I should have said something.” Steve agreed. “I didn’t think.” 

“She probably thinks I’m a jerk now.”  

“You are a jerk.” 

“Shut up, punk.” 

Steve grabbed Bucky by the shoulder, giving him a shake. “Come on. Let’s go for a run. After, maybe we’ll see if Cas is up for lunch.” 

“You sure you don’t what to go to the gym instead?” Bucky smirked. “Give me the chance to beat your ass for a while?” 

o o o o o  

Cassidy stood at her work station, bare foot and swaying in place to the soulful jazz music crooning from her speakers. Her mood danced on the edge of melancholy today. She indulged in an extra cappuccino and splurged on a chocolate pastry. Despite wearing her favorite outfit and doing her hair in her favorite style, she just didn’t feel herself. 

“Hey Cas, how ya doing?’ Steve’s voice came from the door.  

She didn’t turn away from the screen. Answering, voice flat. “Peachy.” 

“That didn’t sound convincing.” Bucky scoffed.  

Cas turned around somewhat surprised. “It’s about as good as it gets at the moment. Sorry.” 

“Would lunch in town help?” Steve smiled.  

“Maybe play hooky for a while.” Bucky added. 

She looked between the two, relenting to their grins. “Okay. Okay, fine. Give me a minute to send a couple emails. But I’m taking my car in case I want to bail on you two goofs. I don’t know how much I testosterone I can take.” 

As Cassidy drove a two-seat sports coupe, this left the guys in a quandary. Bucky decided to just follow on his bike and Steve rode in her car. They settled on a pool hall that served good barbecue not too far away. The establishment knew most of the Avengers so they wouldn’t be gawked at.  

Steve insisted on ordering, so Cas and Bucky picked one of the many empty tables. He rested his elbows on the table and leaned over the top toward her, aware they had a brief moment alone. “I feel like I should apologize.” 

Cas mirrored his pose, finding herself drawn in by his expressive blue eyes. “Oh?” 

“I’ve been a bit of a jerk, even if I had good intentions.” He nodded.  

“Suddenly giving me the cold shoulder has good intentions?”  

Bucky sighed. Of course she would call him on his bullshit without hesitation. He shot a sideways glance at Steve who was putting his wallet away and waiting for the pitcher of beer. “You’ll laugh at me.” 

“Try me.” 

“I was staying away because I thought you and Steve were together.” He said quietly, leaving how much he liked her implied.  

“He didn’t set you straight?” Her back went stiff. 

“Today he did.” 

She blew a little angry huff out her nose. When Steve sat down next to her with a pitcher of beer and a stack of glasses, she turned on him. “You can be a real asshole.” 

��What?!” 

“You are the first one to wave the great big ‘we’re just friends’ flag anytime anyone looks at the two of us even remotely sideways.” Cas poked him in the chest. 

“Well, I don’t want people to get the wrong idea.” Steve admitted sheepishly. 

“And yet you hung your best friend out to dry, you moron.” She poked him again, scowling. “Just go ahead a wait until things get all dramatic and awkward before you say anything.” Poke. “To who?” Poke. “Oh yeah, your best friend. Because that make perfect sense.” She threw her hands in the air. “Way to make everyone feel comfortable, Steve.” 

Bucky knew she was laying it on thick on purpose, being a little melodramatic to make a point. She looked adorable. He chewed his lip to hide his smile. Steve pouted, making it even funnier. “Give him a break, Doll. You’re going to make him cry.” 

Steve’s head fell to the side with a ‘really?’ look. Cas giggled.  

“Okay.” She began to pour the beers. “Here’s to clearing the air.” 

Happily, they clinked glasses and drank. By the time the assortment of ribs and brisket arrived, they were all feeling better and lively stories of how Cassidy helped Steve adjust to ‘modern times’ had Bucky laughing. He too had a lot to learn, but Cas took immense joy in the easily shocked Captain. 

“You should have seen him when I took him with me to get my tattoo finished.” Cas smiled into her beer glass.  

Bucky cocked an eyebrow at Steve. “You’ve been to a tattoo parlor before.” 

Steve looked horrified. “Buck, they do piercings. Everywhere. On private parts. Men and women.” 

“Huh?” 

“Not just their ears and lips and noses.” Steve refilled his glass, trying to keep from blushing as he recalled the graphic photo album Cas showed him. “They get their nipples and parts ‘down there’ pierced too.” 

Bucky’s eyes narrowed, trying to imagine. He turned to Cas, “Do you-” 

“Oh, hell no. I don’t go in for piercings.” She shook her head. “I’ve got plenty of ink, though. Every tattoo I have is for a reason, they’re are personal.” 

Cas showed him the inside of her right bicep. There a little black tattoo said 'stay strong'. “This one I got after my mom died of cancer. It’s in her handwriting. There’s a breaching whale on my right leg. I got it after a rough recovery when I was in my early twenties. Then there’s this,” She lifted the left sleeve of her blouse. The thick arrangement of old-fashioned flowers reminded Bucky of the ones on cards he’d see in the old days. Violets, pink peonies, red roses, blue irises, sat among detailed green leaves.  

“It goes all the way up my arm and part way down my back.” She lightly ran her fingers over the skin. “I know its dense, but it covers all the scars.” 

Bucky went from quietly studying the details, to staring at her blank face. His mouth opened, but the question didn’t emerge. The glassiness of her eyes stalling him. Steve’s hand covered the fingers of Cassidy’s hand. Her eye shifted to his hand and she blinked. 

Steve’s frown deepened. He squeezed her fingers. “It’s okay. We don’t have to-” 

Cas shook her head and rocked it all the way through her shoulders, like a small mimic of a dog shaking off water. “No. Nope. It’s okay.” She looked a Bucky and chewed her lower lip for a second. “When the invasion hit New York, I was there for a software conference. The building was hit and a big section collapsed. On all of us. Most died. It took twenty-six hours to dig me out. I was pinned. My arm was broken in four places. Collar bone crushed. I had to have my shoulder complete rebuilt. My back was a mess of imbedded concrete. But,” She finished half her beer in one go. “It could have been worse.” 

Bucky nodded slowly. Their eyes locked and he wished he knew the words to convey his understanding, his admiration. He wished he could tell her he understood her pain. Somehow, she must have seen something because he watched life light up her eyes again, just a little. A small smile touched his lips, “Well the tattoo is beautiful.” 

“Thanks.”  

“What do you say we shoot some pool?” Steve got up and kissed the side of her head. “I’ll go set up.” 

“You okay?” Bucky replaced Steve’s hand over hers.  

“Yeah,” She turned her palm over and entwined her fingers with his. “Most of the time it just hangs out in the back of my brain, you know? Sometimes it rears up its ugly head.” 

“A smell or sound.” He looked at her tiny hand in his own and nodded. “It doesn’t even make sense sometimes.” 

She glanced at Steve, who was bent over the digital juke box in the corner. Cas didn’t know if he was purposely giving them a moment or not, but she felt thankful either way. “It wasn’t even the pain, or injuries, or surgeries. It was being trapped. It was being completely utterly powerless. I screamed and screamed, and nothing. My world literally fell in around me. My world became fear and silence and darkness. . .  and it was like I suddenly ceased to exist.” 

Holy shit, he wanted to hold her. 

“I am so in awe of your strength. I cannot imagine how strong you are to survive what you have.” Cas whispered, staring at his thumb rubbing over her fingers. 

Bucky’s eye snapped up, but she stared at their hands. “You’re pretty damn strong too, you know.” 

A sideways smile slid across her face. “I fake it well.” 

“You’ll have to teach me that, sometime.” Bucky returned the look. 

Tony Bennett began playing across the speakers just as a loud crack echoed through the bar. Steve leaned across the table, lining up another shot. Another ball dropped into the side pocket. 

“Which of you are taking solids? If you actually get a turn.” 

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[jj-lynn21]

Party At Greenwald’s ch 6

Warnings: fluff,  angst, possessive relationship

Images courtesy of @dearcardan on twitter, @billofourtime,imdb, mood board my creation

Music: Party Mix 2018 

ch 1   ch 2  ch 3 ch 4 ch 5ch ch 7

{flash back continued}

When you get back to the guest house you grab your phone to create the email account. Luckily the name isn’t taken. Mark made some turkey sandwiches and you threw together macaroni salad with the leftover cheddar mac. You were getting into such a great flow doing things together. It made you very happy.

Maybe the happiest you had been your whole life other than the fact you could never go out to party with others. Neither of you had done any drugs in almost a month. Just drank a lot of wine. The stores were still delivering great wine with the food you wanted.

You watched True Blood as you snuggled, escalating into more as the show went on. Both of you naked. Your legs straddled over his lap looking towards the television. You thought you were going to be able to watch the show as you as your body bounced with his every thrust. But Mark acted as if he was jealous of your reactions. He pulled your head back by the hair.

“Eyes on me,” he pants. “That’s all wig and make up. I’m real. I’m right here fucking you until you cum.”

“Yes,” you moaned. “Oh, damn I love you…Yes… Mark…I”

He groans “Fuck yeah, I love you, Princess.” He grabs your hips force you down on his cock harder. He growls in your ear as his balls tighten.

“Oh Fuck Mark…” The growl pushes you over the edge and he knew it would. “YES YES…awwww yes”

“Fffffuck…yes…,” he cums. Pulls you back to lay over him. He turns the TV off. “That’s not to bad of a show you picked Babe. Better than those sparkling vampire ones Lily made me watch.”

You looked at him curiously, “Have you been thinking about her since Abra said she was in town?”

Mark chuckles, “let’s take a shower. We have a sort of party to get ready for. You should check your email for the time.”

You got up and started upstairs mumbling, “You still have a thing for someone who never really cared about you.”

“Hey,” Mark grabbed your shoulder before you got to the stairs, “I don’t give a fuck about that bitch. I guess it’s just being back home. Back in this place brings up memories. Not good memories. We have some crazy memories together. But never have I doubted you loved me. Like you said she never really cared about me. Never really loved me.”

You turned and just hugged him tight for a few minutes.

As you showered, Mark puts out what he wants you to wear. He puts out jean and a paisley print button up shirt for him. You walked in the bedroom in with a towel wrapped around your body and another wrapping your hair.

“Do I get to wear panties and a bra tonight?” You smirk since the last time he put an outfit out for you he didn’t want you wearing under garments.

Mark chuckles, “Yeah, I picked out a set I love that will show under the lace top and shorts.”

“You want me to parade around in that with your friends?” You looked surprised.

“Your mine and I want to show you off,” He grins. “Plus, they won’t be wearing much more.”

You just shake your head. He goes to shower. The invite on the email from Bex directs you to sign up on houseparty.com. When everyone is on you can video chat. A music  list is also included to play in the background. You find the music to download to your phone. Then you set houseparty.com up on your laptop.

At 10pm you and Mark grab some beers and sit the laptop on the desk. You Angled wide so the video will show you on the couch and dancing behind it. You set your phone to the playlist.

“Hey, everyone.” Bex says sitting by Abra. “We are quarantining at my apartment. How are you all doing?”

Another window opens with Lily and her grey bearded, bald headed husband by her side. “Hey everyone. We’re good in our neck of the woods.”

You buried your head in Marks shoulder to hide your laughter. He looked more like he was seventy-five than in his fifties.  

Mark kept a straight face, “Hey, this is my girl, (YN). Bex and Abra met her earlier today.”

You thought you would be in the least amount of cloths, but Lily has what looks like string bikini that barely covers her. Bex and Abra have short shorts and cami’s.  

“Turn the music on,” Bex got up to hit hit the music on her ipad.

You hit play on your phone.

Mark chuckles, “All to familiar Bex. Did you get all the songs from senior year?”

“Hell yeah I did, “She and Abra started dancing. “Not all the memories are bad. Do you remember the first party we had at Greenwald’s. His parents were almost always out of town so we could do whatever we wanted.”

“Dance with the girls, Princess,” Mark suggests. “Yeah, good night, I think. I remember trying to hide the hangover from my parents. My mom thought I had the flew from not wearing a coat outside.” He laughed.

“I remember we fucked that night we met,” Lily smirked.

She was sitting on her husband’s lap. You were up dancing. A beer in hand. You ignored Lily’s comment.

Mark said, “Sorry, Lily I have no memory of that night and many others at Greenwald’s. It was great to forget shit for a night or two. Man, I really miss partying. My frat house was a big fucking party every evening at 10pm until around 6am Thursday, Friday and Saturday.”

You throw yourself on Mark’s lap, “I vouch for that. Usually ending with Mark going down on me sooo good. But I get that now to.” You giggle getting tipsy already.

Mark blushed.

Lily glares, “Good for you. That was the cause of our biggest fight.”

“I thought our biggest fight was because you sent dirty pictures to another old dude who was married.” Mark spit out like it tasted nasty in his mouth.

Abra pointed her finger at the screen, “Enough of that shit talking about each other. We are here to dance and reminisce about good things. Like ruling the school and having a great time doing it.”

“I’m sorry,” Mark pouted. “We had some great times. Better nights that I loved, I can’t really remember.” He laughs holding up his beer. “To Greenwald’s”

You and the others all hold up their beers, “To Greenwald’s.”

Bex falls onto her couch, “Sounds like some of us matured more than others that pretend to be.”

An obvious dig at Lily for not apologizing. Lily rolls her eyes.

She pulls her husband up, “We’re dancing.”

Shape of you plays as she rolls her body up and down her husband.

Mark picks you up standing you up. He puts his forehead to yours humming the song. You slide your hand up his neck to his cheek. Mark mouths the words, “I’m in love with the shape of you…”

Lily husband is noticeable excited. “Does this mean we get to have sex tonight?”

She just glares at him.

“Sorry Lily, I know its not our normal night.” He seems completely subservient to her.

Mark and you kiss so you don’t laugh out loud at Lily’s poor husband. Abra and Bex are laugh. They are also smoking marijuana that might be making everything a little funnier to them.

“So how many time a week do you and your Princess have sex Mark,” Bex laughs just knowing its way more than lily.

You speak up, “That’s a difficult number to really calculate. One to three times a day every day unless I really need a break. My legs and my pussy ach for more than a day sometimes.”

Mark grins as he grinds against your ass. Arms around you from behind. You are looking towards the screen as their mouths all drop open with envy.  

“Sorry, Princess.” Mark’s grin just gets bigger.

“And then sometimes I can’t think straight for hours after,” you brag.

“Are you insinuating he fucks your brains out?” Bex comments.

“I wouldn’t put it that crassly but sure,” you blush.

“She is so amazing,” Mark brags.

You drink and chat with everyone eventually passing out in Mark’s arms.

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