#big hugs to you xoxoxo

[luveline]

jadey - HONEY - listenlistenlisten, so I feel like you said you'd write for hopper?? but if not (because he's not on the official list) please ignore this request! BUT would you be able to write something about hopper visiting reader in the hospital after she was almost posessed by vecna?? whether this is still early stages of relationship or already established, you pick, gorgeous!! (also ik this means no hopper/joyce but personally I prefer hopper/me??) xoxoxo BIG SMOOCHES

ty for your request, love u! ♡

Nobody would ever believe you, but you know it's Hopper from the smell. You've missed him for months, and though the scent of him wore away from his sweatshirt before you thought you had time to memorise it, you know without opening your eyes that it's him sitting beside you. 

Your heart monitor beeps loud and erratic. 

"Don't," he says quietly. "Don't freak out." 

It won't listen to him, how could it? Not even the oily fog of painkillers can dull the reality of him being here, right here, this close. 

"You're supposed to be dead," you croak, peeling your eyes open achingly slowly. 

"Aren't you a little old for teen angst?" he asks. 

He's real. He's real, you're exhausted, you almost died, but he's alive. Tears well in your eyes of their own accord, not a lick of choice in it as Hopper takes your arm into his hand. 

"You look sick," you say tearily. 

"Nice. You look worse."  

"Where's your," —you gesture to his body— "everything?" 

He's lost a dramatic amount of weight, hollows sunk under his eyes. He grins despite your insult and leans back in his chair, hand sliding down toward yours, fingers pushing between your knuckles to twine them together firmly. "Russian weight loss program. Like it?" 

You're honestly not sure. Maybe when the shock has worn off you'll feel strongly either way, but right now it's his obvious alive-ness that takes centre focus. 

"I missed you," you say. You've not even a syllable into 'missed' when your voice disappears, the agony of your admission knocking the air from your lungs in one callous blow. "I missed you so much." 

He squeezes your hand. "I know. I'm sorry." 

You start to sit. Hopper stands and slips his hands behind your shoulders, helping you up with a tenderness you've dreamt about every night since he disappeared. There was no time to define what you were to one another, all these months you've been grieving a maybe, but you know the connection you had was more than real when he reaches down the millisecond you reach up. His lips smashed to your forehead and his big hands spread and searching like he's trying to stop you from falling away from him, you splutter as the air is knocked from your chest again. 

"Sorry I wasn't here to look after you," he says.

He hugs you for so long you figure you must be dreaming. There's a familiarity to his embrace even if the feel of him has changed, security with a little less padding. "What happened to you?" you ask hesitantly. 

"What happened to me? You just had something– someone in your head. You almost broke your neck, you could've died." 

"I'm lucky. I am. It could've been worse." It was worse for others. Your voice wobbles embarrassingly. It doesn't put Hopper off. You used to worry that being younger than him would make you too different; you aren't a kid but you haven't lived a life as agonisingly detailed as he has. You're scared there won't be room in his head for your weight, too, but there always is. "You're back," you say, relieved.

"I'm back." 

You breathe out. 

"Let me see you," he demands, drawing away to check you over. 

Your skin is clammy and has been for days, you weren't sleeping —sleeping meant dreaming. Hearing the toll. You've chased sleep with coffee and caffeine pills and bad TV, each day going a little more insane with wanting Hopper back. There were moments when you knew for sure he was dead, and moments you hated yourself for entertaining the idea. Whatever you deserved, he's here, wiping your sleep crusted eyes with a careful thumb. 

"Well, you're still a sight for sore eyes." 

"Yeah?" you ask, laughing until you cough. "I look good in the gown, right?" 

"Better out of it," he suggests, kissing the top of your head. He lingers there too long. You can read his mind for that single moment. 

He's not happy with himself for letting you face it alone. Which begs the question. What kept him away?

"Hop, where have you been?" you ask gently. 

"I'll tell you everything after you eat something." 

"Me?" 

"I almost forgot how rude you are," he says, rubbing your cheek fondly. "Shit. Like I could forget a thing about you." 

You take his hand from your face to clear a path. "That's romantic. Hit your head while you were gone?" He nods, hangs his head, lets you cover the back of it with your hands. You pull him forward, searching for hair he doesn't have. "What did they do to you?" you murmur sadly. 

"Don't say that. The neck up is as good as it gets." 

"I don't believe that for a second," you say, though you worry about what he means. "You better go find me something to eat. I want to know everything that's happened." 

"Got a waiting room full of people who aren't gonna like that," he says, lifting his head.

"I really, truly don't care," you say, still so softly. "I've been waiting to see you again for a long time. They can… they can walk a mile in my shoes." 

"Whatever you want." Hopper clasps your elbow. "Anything you want." 

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[munson-mjstan]

Here's a request for you, my dear! Reader writes for the school paper and is assigned an article highlighting different school clubs. She tries to interview Eddie about Hellfire, but he just assumes she's going to mock/tease him about being a "freak who likes to play fantasy games" and is really short with her. It hurts her feelings, and when someone (Dustin? Lucas? Mike?) points out what an asshole he was, he tries to make it right.

I can't wait to read it!

xoxoxo @munson-blurbs 💚

Thank you bug! @munson-blurbs

Warnings ⚠️: Angst, language, and fluff by the end

Minors D.N.I 18+

Wc: 2.9k

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"Gotta go, I'm hungry, see you later!" Dustin departs but not before hugging you which you returned.

Trekking in the bustling hallway of your school, your peers making their way to their next classes. Upon entering the paper editing room you're met with Nancy, who had just turned to face whomever walked in, "Good morning!" she greeted you sporting a familiar grin.

"Another article set up for me? Geez, have you ever taken a break?" you joked with her, you had worked with Nancy for some time, and known her even longer, you used to help babysit her brother and his friends when they were younger. Mike, Lucas, Dustin, and Will who had moved to California liked you and thought you were kind and warm.

Walking toward Nancy she answers, "A writer's job is never done, and yes, I have one in mind."

"What club is this? Between you and I, we've already interviewed all of them," you were confused, was there a new club you weren't familiar with?

"Hellfire," she shrugs, "I know I haven't interviewed the head honcho, Eddie Munson. Have you?"

"No, I haven't.." you shook your head and your voice got quiet, you'd forgotten about Hellfire. You don't know how you did, Eddie is infamous in Hawkins High. His wild antics in class, the cafeteria, and even the library were well known. You weren't going to lie to yourself, his personality had intimidated you.

He wasn't unkind to you, you both had exchanged polite smiles several times passing each other in the hallway on another monotonous day of school, "W-what time do I head over?" you ask Nancy, your voice apprehensive.

Giving you a sympathetic smile she responds, "Relax, it'll be fine, you got this!" Nancy encourages you, the energy radiating off her physique, "Find Mike, Dustin, or Lucas, and they'll tell you. According to rumors, take this with a grain of salt, they're a Satanic Cult." she rolled her eyes, "The shit people come up with is ridiculous, Mike is in Hellfire, it's just a Dungeons and Dragons club."

You agreed wholeheartedly, "Leave it to a bored small town to come up with something like that when it's just a game," familiar with D&D during your time babysitting Mike the game fascinated you, "so do you have some sort of plan? What do you want me to ask?" Attempting to divert your rising anxiety you focus your brain on the task at hand.

"Ask how he formed Hellfire, what gave him the idea, what makes it different from the other clubs. Come on, you've done this before, what's got you so anxious?"

Sighing in defeat, your gaze falls to the floor beneath your feet, "That obvious, huh?"

"It's not like you hide it well," she remarks with a smirk, your shoulders slump.

"I'm hopeless," you lament with a hint of playfulness.

"You're fine the way you are," she reassures you kindly.

Gathering your notebook and pencil you give Nancy a reluctant grin, "I got this,"

Nancy lights up at your words, "Great!" she pats your forearm, "Everyone's headed to lunch, you might catch Mike or someone from Hellfire on the way. Good luck!"

"Thanks, Nance," just like that she takes off, Fred Benson following suit.

Soon after you're out the door. Scanning carefully among the crowds of students you spot a familiar figure wearing a "Thinking cap" ball cap on his head. Zig-zagging your way through the crowd, your hand makes contact with the figure's shoulder, "Dustin!" you beam.

"Hey!" he turns to face you and gives you a big hug, "How have you been?"

"Oh, you know, getting through school," you shrug, "writing for the Hawkins paper," both of you move out of the way of the other students.

"How's that going?" Dustin asks, his grin not leaving his face.

"I need to interview Eddie for Hellfire, frankly I'm a little nervous,"

"That's great! We're gonna be famous!" he exclaims joyfully.

"I wouldn't go that far." you can't help but laugh at his vitality, scratching the back of your neck sheepishly, "What time do you start Hellfire?"

"After school. We usually try to wrap things up by 8:30 depending on what we're doing,"

"I-is Eddie nice?" your insecurities are rising and it's evident in your voice.

"Eddie is the best!" Dustin's grin gets wider, "He took Mike and me in when we were trying to find our place in Hawkins High! He's a great storyteller and world-builder! He even creates voices for the characters!" Dustin's admiration for Eddie seems to increase with every word that leaves his mouth, his eyes shining with respect, "The interview will go great!" Dustin's voice is the epitome of confidence.

Leaning against the wall a breath you didn't know you were holding in deflates out of your lungs like a balloon, taking your anxiety and insecurities out with it, "Thanks, Dusty, I needed that," you say with a smile, gratitude sparkling in your eyes.

"Anything for my favorite babysitter!" he playfully boops your nose.

You giggle, "You think it would be best if I wait until after Hellfire is over before I talk to him?"

"He'll be in a good mood. Post-campaign euphoria, y'know?"

Thinking back to the times the boys had finished a campaign, the victorious cries were heard from Nancys' basement, their energy infectious and journeying throughout the home, "I remember," you grin.

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The drama class door swung open, and congratulatory cheers can be heard from the confines. Mike is the first to emerge, sporting a grin that seemed to split his countenance. His dark eyes meet yours, "We won!" he addresses you with exuberance walking over to you.

"Congratulations!" The post-campaign euphoria affects you similarly; goosebumps erupt up your arms.

"I heard from Dustin, you gonna interview Eddie? Also how long were you waiting out here?" he asks, concern etched in his voice.

"Yes, and about ten minutes, not long at all, gave me time to calm my nerves,"

Mike seemed to relax slightly at your admission, "You're nervous?"

"Just a little, I'll deal," you shrug.

Dustin, Jeff, Gareth, Erica, and Gary exit the drama room. Dustin strolls over to Mike and you, "Did Mike tell you we gained a victory?"

"Eddies ready for you, head on in,"

"He informed me of your success, congratulations!" both of you high-fived, and you gave Mike one as well, not wanting to leave him out.

Dustin said.

Inhaling and exhaling a breath you say, "I'm ready,"

"We'll wait for you out here, right Mike?" Dustin faces his friend.

"Thanks, kids, you're awesome!" giving them a wink you head inside the drama classroom where the leader of Hellfire awaited you.

"Huh? Oh! Right, sure," Mike agrees.

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Peering inside you see the infamous Eddie Munson, seated on his throne with an intense glare set on you.

Clearing your throat and wiping your hands on your high-waisted pencil skirt, "H-hello, how do you do," you introduce yourself in a voice that resembles a mouse.

"Eddie Munson." he snaps, his voice low and guarded.

"I'm here to interview you for the Hawkins High paper," informing him of your intentions you try your best to make your voice even and professional. Sitting down in the chair closest to him, you open your notepad and remove your pencil from your ear. Getting right down to business you ask him your first question, "What made you start Hellfire?"

"Wanted more people to play D&D with. Next question."

His short and malicious tone hit you right in the heart, the pain feeling like ice. Your breathing becomes unsteady as you write down Eddie's answer, "I-I see."

Feeling a lump form in your throat, you ask your next question, "How has," swallowing the lump in your throat, "Forming this club improved your academic performance?"

He let out a laugh that resembled a feral beast, "School sucks, it always has. Next question." More icy pain shoots up your body, stabbing your heart, and now your voice trembles writing down his answer once again,

"R-right?" letting out a weak chuckle, you agree with him.

You have one question left! You can do this!

Mentally cheering yourself on, you press forward.

"Among–"

"Cut the bullshit already." Once more he interrupts you, he seems to be in a rush to get to the bottom of the matter, the only issue is you have no idea what his problem is.

"W-what?" you stutter, blinking back tears forming, his harsh tone is like a viper biting into your flesh; the sting unrelenting.

"You're only here to make fun of the 'freak' the 'satan worshiper' AND the 'cult leader'!" he stood abruptly slamming his hand on the table, you flinch.

"I would never–"

You could only stand there frozen, stunned as his verbal assault resumed, "Well it's not going to work this time!

"I don't believe you! You're just like everyone else; judging without bothering to get to know them!" The snake's venom is seeping into your bloodstream along with the icy chill of his words. Frankly, you were taken aback, you'd no idea he thought this way about you, and you had no idea why this was hurting you so vastly.

His next words were the nail in the proverbial coffin, "You're nothing." he seethed, speaking through clenched teeth.

The venom swallowed you whole as the ice caught in your throat. Tears cascade down past your waterline like a faucet. Dropping your notepad and pencil absentmindedly you cast one last gaze into his face. His eyes were cold with malice and contempt. Making a quick turn you sprint toward the door, each step on the linoleum floor causes more ice to stab your heart.

He had called you "nothing", and you felt like it. Bringing your knees to your chest in an attempt to comfort yourself you bury your head in between your knees but it brings no solace to the void that was starting to consume you.

The door opened with a bang startling Dustin and Mike, "That was fa– Hey what happened?" Dustin noticed your tear-stained face but couldn't say anything further, you were already running down the hall with sobs escaping unbidden from your lips. With your vision fuzzy from the tears you can barely make out the sign for the girl's bathroom. Bursting inside you lean against the door sinking to the floor you weep.

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Eddie remained in the drama room, cleaning up the rest of the D&D pieces, a proud grin formed on his face, "Showed her," he murmurs.

"Eddie, what the hell happened?" Dustin makes an appearance, followed closely by Mike.

Eddie scoffs, facing the boys, "I protected us is what I did."

"How?" Mike asks, incredulously, not being able to comprehend what their Dungeon Master was saying.

"She is going to use that article to spread the rumors that Hellfire is a Satan-worshiping cult!" he asserts, picking up your notepad from the floor and tossing it onto the table, "Henderson, dispose of that."

Dustin picks up your notepad and peers at your notes or lack thereof he sees your teardrops on the paper, "No," he says firmly.

Eddie looks at Dustin, surprised that he refused his request, "And why not?"

"Because she's NOT like that!" Mike pipes up, the first to defend your honor.

Dustin nods at his best friend, "Mike's right, she'd never do something like that."

"What are you two, her knights in shining armor?" Eddie spat, he couldn't believe both of his friends weren't backing him up on this. He was one hundred percent certain you'd come to bully him, he wasn't going to take any chances, it was his job to protect his flock.

"Eddie," Dustin pinched the bridge of his nose, "what did you say to her?"

Eddie shrugged, "I told her she was nothing,"

"You mother–"

"Mike!" Dustin stopped Mike from saying something he'll most likely regret, "Eddie," he let out an exasperated sigh "She's one of the kindest people we've ever met. She babysat us when we were younger," Dustin explains, his tone serious. He's determined to let Eddie know he screwed up, "She genuinely cares about us and Dungeons and Dragons,"

Eddie slumped down on his throne, "So what you're saying is," he paused, there had to have been some merit to what they were saying if both Mike and Dustin were coming to your aid, "I screwed up?" he finishes, the realization sinking into him like a large stone into a lake.

"YES!" Dustin and Mike say in unison, the former slamming your notepad in front of Eddie's side of the table.

Your tearful expression flashed unbidden in Eddie's mind's eye; the sinking realization had finally hit him in full force. Placing his face in his hands he says, "Dammit!" his voice muffled, how could he have gotten something so wrong? Guilty bubbled in his gut, along with the fear that you won't forgive him, "I have to apologize! Right now!" he stands up in a panic grabbing your notepad, and frantically paces the room, "Where is she?" he demands the boys.

Eddie sprinted out the door in a desperate search for you.

"We don't know!" Will speaks up, "I can only guess she ran to the girl's bathroom."

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Sitting on the cold, semi-dirty floor your wailing had subsided to short sobs and hiccups. How could he think so lowly of someone he had barely spoken to? You'd never imagined he'd be so cruel, callous, and so certain that you'd have malicious intent with your interview. You had a genuine interest in Dungeons & Dragons, and while you most likely wouldn't be good at it the game itself fascinated you.

Standing up on wobbly feet you stroll to one of the sinks and peer at your face. Your eyes are puffy and swollen with tear tracks down your cheeks, "Dammit," muttering to yourself, you half-heartedly wash your face the best you can. Sighing as droplets of water fall from your complexion, "What am I going to tell Nancy?"

Drying your face on the sandpaper-like paper towels you're startled by the bathroom door opening, instinctually your eyes fly to the door, surprised by the mop of frenzied curls that enter your field of vision. His remorseful, ashamed, and guilt-ridden face froze you on the spot.

"What are you–?"

"I'm so sorry!" he says between pants, as though he ran a marathon to find you, "I was wrong!"

Your face morphed into one of confusion, "Wrong about what?"

"I was wrong for assuming you'd bully me. I was wrong for not giving you a fair chance. I was wrong for being so cold to you. I was wrong about everything," he took several steps toward you until he was in front of you, "I'm sorry for making you cry…that is what I'm most ashamed of," his voice breaks, that's how you know his apology is sincere.

His words are like a panacea on your body; the frozen venom disperses. Peering into his eyes you say words he hoped to hear, "I accept your apology, Eddie Munson."

"Thank. You. Christ!" his shoulders slump in relaxation, "Oh!" he hands you your notepad, "Here, I'm sorry again,"

Gazing at the item in Eddie's hands you smile, "Thank you! And I'll accept that second apology on one condition."

"Name it and it's done."

"Can we leave? This is the girl's bathroom."

"Oh, shit!" he'd forgotten where he was, peering around he comments, "So much cleaner than the boys,"

"Okay, out!" you laugh, pushing him gently toward the door. Once you both were outside you say playfully, "You're forgiven, again,"

Eddie chuckles, "Thanks,"

"So," you hesitate, "are we friends now?" unsure of where you stand, you ask for clarification.

"Hell yeah, we're friends!" he says with conviction and no uncertainty.

"Good! That's good!" you grin.

"I want you to interview me properly this time. But before that, what was your last question?"

"My last question?"

"The one you were going to ask me before I blew up at you."

Your eyes widened in realization, "Oh that one!"

You clear your throat, "Among the people in Hellfire, who do you admire and why?"

Eddie looked taken aback; his mind drew a blank. Did he admire someone in Hellfire? He was admired, yes but did he ever feel that way for someone else? "Uh," he pauses, not knowing what to say.

"It's okay, we can answer the previous questions. The next paper doesn't come out until next week, I just like getting my work done early," Sensing his difficulty answering your question, you decide to ease his mind and give him time to think it over.

"Thank you, I'll answer your other questions at Benny's, I owe you a milkshake, my treat. I hope you don't mind a small detour I need to drive Henderson and Wheeler home," he starts to head back in the direction of the drama club, a spring in his step and humming a tune you didn't recognize.

"They are pretty cool." he agrees.

"Of course, I don't mind. Those kiddos are the best!" walking next to him, you praise the boys.

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Once again you stroll the busy school hallways the next day, and you hear your name called.

"Hey!" Eddie approached with his hands behind his back.

"Hi, morning!" you greet him with a grin.

"I have the answer to your question."

"Oh? That's great! Do I need my notepad for this?" you ask, slinging your backpack off your shoulder.

"No, no this will be quick. It's you," he declares with a smile, his eyes shining with sincerity.

Your jaw drops, and your mind reels. You hadn't expected this, "What? Me?" you point to yourself.

"Yes, you, my new friend," he gazes at you fondly.

"I'm not a part of Hellfire,"

"Welcome to Hellfire."

"Not yet you're not," his arms move from behind his back, and he unveils the infamous shirt he and the rest of the club sport.

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[upsidedownwithsteve]

thank you for all your camp blurbs. especially camp!eddies first time with reader.

Michigan getting dicked down like she deserves💥💳💥

I seriously love these two and the relationship you’ve created for them

big love to you as well you’re always feeding us and I’m so grateful xoxoxo

Eddie was gentle. Always.

Just like he’d been when you first met him, blushing cheeks, soft hair, softer eyes. Kind hands and a nice touch, always patient, always putting you first, whether it was letting you decide where to eat out or making sure you came at least twice before he did.

You loved him. You told him daily. But after a rough day in class and some asshole on the subway trying to grope your ass and/or steal your purse, you were in a shit mood. Eddie’s pout and sweet kiss made it better when you stomped into your apartment, so did the way he hugged you, arms strong and tight around your waist.

But it wasn’t enough. Not then. So you looked up at him, chin resting on his chest, eyes wide and breath already catching at the thought of it.

“Hey, babe?”

Eddie hummed, lips on your hairline, still swaying you both gently back and forth after you’d rambled about your bad day.

“Can I ask you something?”

You sounded shy, cautious. That’s what made Eddie pull back, peering down at you curiously. Eddie always gave you what you wanted, over a year together and still unable to figure out how to say not to you.

‘See? S’not easy, is it, Munson? Now quit giving me shit.’ Steve had taken to telling him.

“‘Course you can, sweetheart, what’s up?”

You pushed your nose to his sternum, took a deep breath and squeezed your hands at his sides, like you were stealing yourself.

“Want you to make me feel better.” You swallowed, lifting your chin to look neck up at him, blinking softly at him, as if your mind was already hazy with the idea of it all. “Want you to fuck me.”

Eddie choked out a breath. It’s not like he wasn’t overly used to you speaking like that. You’d just never said it so boldly. There was still a warmth that bloomed over your chest at your own words but Eddie saw a need in your eyes that had him already half hard and knowing what you wanted. His palms swept up the sides of your ribs, hands sneaking under your shirt. He pushed you back against the kitchen counter, feet kicking at yours until you spread your legs apart for his knee to slot between.

“Yeah?” He said it as sweetly as ever, voice honey and smoke but he was frowning at you, a little too condescending, like you were just dying to let him take care of you. “Poor baby. Want fucked? Hmm?”

His voice curled around you, made you press into him in a way you couldn’t help. God, you were already wet, underwear damp and pressed slick against your slit, aching to be touched.

You moaned, quiet and broken, nodding in agreement. Shit, yeah. That’s what you wanted. This is what you needed. Eddie knew.

“How’d you want it?” One hand snuck out from your shirt to cradle your jaw, his hand almost laughably big against your face, fingers pushed almost a little meanly to your cheek, thumb pulling at your bottom lip. “Want me to be nice? Could be real sweet for you, babe, yeah? Get down on my knees for you right here, remind you how good you taste.”

And fuck, yeah, that sounded good. Really good. ‘Cause Eddie was wicked with his tongue, warm hands that spread you wide, lips kissing and sucking at you until you cried, the length of his tongue flat against you as he encouraged you to rock your hips against him.

The idea of it made you gasp, stomach clenching when the hand that wasn’t holding your waist grazed your stomach. Fingers, calloused and practised, popped the button of your shorts, the scratch of your zipper barely heard over the way you were panting. Your shorts hit the floorboards, kicked away by Eddie’s boot.

He tsked, all faux concern etched on his face as he tried his best not to grin at the way you were melting for him. Butter on a hot day, putty in his hands, all his to play with.

“No, no,” he surmised. “That’s not it, is it?” He leaned on to kiss you, a soft, open mouth peck that just let your bottom lip slip between his own. He kept his hand firm on your chin, refusing to let you chase him for more. “No, you want fucked, right baby? That’s what you asked for, yeah?”

Baby. It still made you weak. Still made you wanna bite something, ‘cause the way he said it was the furthest from innocent. He made it sound dirty, filthy, and you couldn’t fucking handle it.

You nodded, nose grazing the tip of Eddie’s because he still had that mean hold on your face, thumb just pushing over the seam of your lip so he could stroke the pad of it ober your tongue. You wanted to suck on it. He didn’t let you. Not yet.

“Please, yeahyeahyeah.” You felt like crying. Like if the boy edged you enough you’d burst and feel better. Like he could fuck your bad day out of you. You were sure he could. “Teddy, please.”

Eddie hummed, eyes flashing with a softness that you knew never really went away. He pouted, brow puckered with dramatic sympathy. “Look at you, being all sweet for me, callin’ me Teddy. Y’know I love when you call me that, don’t you sweetheart.” His teeth nipped your jaw, your earlobe. “You know I can’t say no to you, don’t you?”

You nodded, lips parted to suck in a breath. You were warmer, warmer than you should’ve been with the dying sun barely reaching the kitchen space, the last of it making the countertops glow tangerine. You curled your hands in Eddie’s shirt, holding on, tugging, pleading, anything.

He nosed at your cheek, dropped his hands to wrap around your thighs, hoisting you onto the counter. His hand cupped your cunt, damp cotton making him groan, his lashes fluttering against your temple.

��Want my fingers first?” Eddie knew you’d need worked up, just a little. Stretched out more than anything else ‘cause usually he had to take it slow with you before he was able to sink himself fully into you. But he had feeling slow wasn’t what you wanted.

You shook your head, beyond desperate, hands fisting in his hair, curls pulled loose from the hair tie he was using, stolen from your vanity. You heard his zipper at the same time he stretched your underwear to the side, cool air hitting your heat and making you whine.

The head of his cock, velvet warmth, nudge at your entrance, the dirty, slick sound of it making Eddie curse, voice shot. He looked at you with those eyes, dark and pupils blown wide as he pushed himself up and down your cunt, taptaptapping at your clit.

“Want it?” Eddie rasped and he sounded as desperate as you now, far less in control than he liked to pretend he was. “Want it, baby?”

“Yeah, shit, yeah Teddy, I want it.”

He grinned, lips just hovering over yours, just out of reach. He kissed your chin, your cheek. “Say please.”

Your nails dug a little meanly into his shoulders but the boy just grinned wider. “Please,” you asked - no - begged.

“Good fuckin’ girl,” Eddie cooed and he slid into you, cunt immediately clutching at him like a vice, both of you moaning out, sinful.

You couldn’t remember why you’d had a bad day.

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#smooch for u #Eddie munson #Eddie munson x reader #Eddie munson x you #Eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #Eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfiction #Eddie Munson smut #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson blurb #camp eddie blurb

[hangeslefteye]

HAHAH if you’re going to send me the whole alphabet obviously I’m going to send it back (if you’re comfortable and able! Of course it’s a lot so feel free to pick and choose or ignore!!) but could I get the alphabet for Reiner?? 👀👀👀👀 I love how you write him xoxoxo

Thx for the ask <3 Aaah Rei <3 Everyone's fave :D I support bi Reiner supremacy so I made it gender natural I hope y'all like it <3

Reiner-NSFW Alphabet

A for Aphrodisiac [What always turns them on?]

I hate to write this but any type of physical touch -including hugs,pecks- would make him a little hard but especially so if their s/o is unaware of that.

B for Bondage [Who gets tied up and how?]

Him xD He doesn't mind getting tied with a leather belt,rope etc. I can't imagine him going in for crazy BDSM type of bondage but hands/wrists will do great.

C for Cuddling [How do they cuddle after sex?]

A teddy bear </3 Cuddles are a must after sex and he's the type to lay on his s/o's chest/stomach.

D for Dirty [How do they dirty talk? What do they say?]

Ummm,Let's say he's trying his best :D He really does but it ends up hilarious so he gave up andd... he'd just praise his s/o's body on how tight they are,how big boobs/ass they got etc. (even if it's not <3)

E for Exposed [What is the most daring place they’ve had sex?]

I can't imagine him too adventurous with this one but he'd appreciate beach/forest/outdoor sex.He's in as long as it's somewhere romantic but somewhat private aswell.

F for Favorite [What do they find sexiest about their partner?]

Honestly,it's enough of a turn on if he's with the person he likes </3 So their partner being unapologetically themselves is enough. I'd say sincerity? İf it makes sense.He wouldn't be in for porn star type of fake effort.

G for Graceful [What is the weirdest position they’ve tried?]

He just manhandles his s/o into whatever position he feels like xD While he's unaware, his partners are pulling off acrobatic oral sex positions xD

H for Hands [What do they do with their hands during sex?]

Caressing.Caressing everywhere his hands can reach.He's quite touchy-feely when having sex.

I for Imagination [What do they fantasize about?]

Pegging xD When he feels comfy in a relationship he'll let their s/o know :)

J for Jazz [What’s their go-to sexy song/playlist?]

I made one already.

K for Kink [What’s their secret kink?]

Edging/Orgasm denial/ruining.Their s/o must discover it themselves or else he won't speak about it :)

L for Lingerie [What kind of underwear do they like to wear or have their partner wear?]

He's quite comfy with his body so he's the type to wear theme boxers/underwear on special days such as valentines day/halloween etc. And he'd love it if his partner went along but usually a simple lingerie -black- will do fine he's not picky.

M for Moan [What kind of noises do they make? What sounds do they like to hear from their partner?]

A whimperer amen He needs to hear his s/o moaning/whimpering to make sure he's doing an ok job but if his s/o praises him...he's a goner <3

N for Night [What time of day do they prefer to have sex and why?]

Anytime.He wouldn't like routine sex so always night/day would bore him.He'd initiate sex on different times to make it exciting.

O for Oral [Giving or receiving? Why?]

He's a giver y'all.He'd enjoy praising after a good cunnilingus more than having a bj himself.

P for Position [What is their favorite position(s) and why?]

Mating press Aside from any position that allows him to hold his s/o on air; face to face positions such as lotus.Seeing their s/o's mimics would turn him on even more and he likes intimacy.

Q for Quickie [How would they have sex if they’re in a hurry?]

Umm I don't think he'd like quickies he'd be more into slow,sensual sex but if his s/o wants he can go for it.

R for Role Play [What is their role-playing fantasy?]

Escort fantasy xD He's simply the type to have this fantasy xDD But I doubt if he could do it with a real escort.He'd like to act as if it's a meaningless,hook up sex.

S for Sexy [What would they do/wear to turn on their partner?]

Foreplay out of nowhere,that'll lead up to nowhere disguised as affection xD He loves getting edged and edging his partners.İf he's in the mood he can keep it going for days just to stop right before sex.

T for Trust [How would they implement rough sex or kinks?]

He'd be chatty about his kinks but rough sex would just happen in a moment when he's too horny to hold back.He'd feel guilty afterwards because he knows he should have spoken about it.

U for Under [Who’s in charge and how?]

He's a switch.He'd get bored of being submissive or dominant all the time.

V for Voyeur [What do they like to watch their partner do?]

He'd adore his s/o when they are asleep in their undergarments or...just naked.He somewhat intrusively likes seeing them vulnerable.

W for Wet [How would they have sex in the shower?]

He'd love it but he's clumsy xD Shower rug is a must <3

X for X-Rated [What kind of porn do they watch or read?]

Possibly gay or maybe a mixed group.

Y for Yummy [How would they involve food/drinks?]

This is a hard one xD Let's say plain old chocolate sticks.

Z for Zipper [How do they prefer to undress? Both themselves and their partner.]

Both as slow as possible D: He'd want to savor the moment.Also he's the type to enjoy clothed foreplay such as grinding.

Afternotes:He'd be a natural but a passionate one for sure <3

Taglist:@roseofdarknessblog @scumbagjaeger

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk #reiner braun #reiner brainrot #reiner x reader #reiner aot #reiner x y/n #reiner smut #reiner x you #reiner x oc #reiner braun x you

[bucknastysbabe]

Hi, :)

Can you write soft degredation for Tommy Miller where he is doing that to female reader. Tommy is a soft dom and the reader is a sub <3

Omg so sorry for the wait luv u for being patient E xoxoxo BUT I ENJOYED WRITING THIS IMMENSELY I need him especially when he shows up in tlou hbo HNGHFFJNN also I did use some twang bc they Texan also my fav thing is when Joel gets Distressed and the accent IS OUT

Kink Bingo - Degredation

Little slice o’ heaven

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: >2k

Tags: Soft dom, Tommy Miller is a sweetie pie who luvs his lady, pnv!sex, SOFT SAPPY LOVEMAKING, slice of life, set in Jackson, fake innocent reader, light Degredation kink, general warm n fluffies and orgasms

You couldn’t help but worry every time Tommy went on a patrol. But he was extremely capable, everyone in the safe haven knew that. Joel and Tommy once took out over 20 infected on a patrol, including those ghastly clickers and near impenetrable bloaters.

You stoked the fire in your shared cabin with your love, stew cooking on the stove. He’d radioed he would be back soon. You frowned, the asshole had been gone for a week. But you stayed busy, tending to the kids of the community, teaching them the ways of this new life. Well a life they’d only know.

There was a niggling feeling Tommy liked to go on extended patrols with Joel so they could bond. Which considering how volatile they were at first it warmed your heart. Padding back over to the pot of beef stew you stirred the contents, eyes flickering out the window.

People milled around, kids playing. You never thought life would become so…normal. Heavy boots and the creak of the door drew your attention, Tommy throwing off his jacket, running a hand through his long hair. He toed

off his thick boots, eyeing you softly. You smiled, putting a hand on your hip and teasing, “Bout damn time Miller.” He grinned and strode toward you, sweeping you into a big hug.

He nuzzled at your neck, drawling, “Sorry sorry, there’s my girl. You know how it gets up at those ski lodges.”

You rolled your eyes and teased, “Yep, playing guitar and laying on those couches you love. Leaving your poor pitiful baby at home, slaving over this stove and caring for the snotty children.”

Tommy’s grin widened, dark eyes sparkling. He kissed your lips quickly, big hands caressing your waist. In that southern drawl of his Tommy laughed, “Oh you’re fine, needy lil’ thing.” You harrumphed and turned back to the stove, pointedly shrugging off your lover.

Tommy snickered, coming up behind you and rasping in your ear, “C’mon baby, don’t you play cold w’me.” You turned to look, face innocent, “I’m almost done with the food, go on and sit down. Mercer gave me a bottle of wine he pilfered at a resort down the way.”

Tommy gave your ass a light smack, stomping to the rickety kitchen table. A pretty little flower from the greenhouse decorated the center. The fire crackled in the background. You poured the stew into some bowls, grabbing a loaf of bread to soak up the hearty flavor. Tommy called from the dining room, “You better be nice after we’re all fed, been thinkin’ bout your pretty self.”

You blushed and ignored the obvious sucking up. Carrying the plates to the table Tommy groaned, “Damn baby that smells good, much better than that dried shit Joel n’ I been eatin’.” You snickered, “Figured you’d need something to warm up.”

The pair of you ate in bliss, Tommy updating you on his adventures and you talking about the rowdy kids at the school. Time caught up, and the wine was drained. Suddenly you felt tipsy and flushed, Tommy’s lids lowering. You knew that look. Pillowing your hand on your chin you hummed, “What’cha thinking about stud?”

He leaned forward, a hand on your thigh, dangerously high. You’d been wet since his scent filled the room again. For y’all’s age difference, Tommy was insatiable. He crooned, “What d’ya think, sugar?” You couldn’t help the little whimper emanating from your chest.

That damn Miller man had you hooked since you stumbled into Jackson, half starved and crazed. He was kind and patient, teaching you more survival methods. As a former reluctant FEDRA teacher he found you a spot for schooling the kids. But with a much less militaristic, fascist curriculum.

People made jokes about Tommy being too old, but you liked it. He was dominant, rugged, and oh-so-sweet under the rough and tumble demeanor. Tommy snapped to get your attention, humming, “You all spacey already honey? Don’t take much for ya’.”

You trembled and whimpered, “Need you Tommy.”

He grinned, squeezing your thigh. The man hummed nonchalantly, “Why don’t you put up the dishes and I’ll get us all set up in the bedroom huh baby?” You nodded obediently, standing on woozy legs. The wine definitely did not help. Gathering the plates, a fork fell, clanging against the table.

You yelped and jumped, Tommy already up and assisting you to carry the dining ware. He sighed, “Sorry sweets, didn’t mean for that, here.” He walked you to the kitchen and pecked your cheek, his stubble brushing your soft skin. Your mind was blank as you scrubbed and put up the dishes, eager to get with your man.

The bedroom was dim, a single homemade candle you had crafted with the kids dimming the room. Tommy had washed, curls cascading to his shoulders— dark eyes gleaming. The heady atmosphere almost made your knees buckle. The Texan crooned, “C’mon over here darlin’.” You gulped and crawled forward, robotically beginning to shuck off your clothes.

Tommy grabbed you and pinned your trembling frame to the bed, tutting, “I get to undress my baby girl.” You whimpered, “P-please Tommy!” He laid plush kisses on your lips and neckline, rugged hands pushing down your pants. He ordered gently, “Up now, know how soft ya’ get.”

He shucked off your thick sweater, gifted by him of course, and the dreary long Johns underneath. Next came the bra, you shouting at the chilly air hitting your nipples. Tommy chuckled, warm hands palming the tender flesh. You mewled, “S-sheesh baby, feel so good.”

“I know sugar, young hot blooded thing like you needs this. Good thing your old man knows what to do. My girl.”

You arched into his lean body, hands pulling at his thick clothing. Little by little his tanned scarred body came on display. You simpered, “I missed you, handsome.” A calloused hand caressed your cheek, Tommy murmuring in your face, “Missed ya’ too hun, sweet thing. Can’t get enough.”

Tommy slowly crawled on top of you, smiling down softly, but the dark gleam in his eye betrayed the benign look. You spread your legs and laid back, outstretching your hands to wrap around the man.

Your lover pressed flush against you, nipping at your jaw while he adjusted himself to mold to your needy body. His hot length slid against your folds, sinewy thighs flexing. You whined his name, running fingers into inky curls. The man gasped, swearing lowly, “Christ you’re soaked sugar, can’t help yourself can ya? All sopping from me steppin’ into the room, naughty thing.” You flushed and scrunched your eyes, moaning, “You get me so hot- gosh- Tommy!”

He laughed again lowly, “You haven’t sworn yet.”

Your brows furrowed in confusion. You wanted Tommy to dick you down, not question your word choice. You spluttered, “W-wha?”

He replied as if you were a dolt, “Obviously I haven’t banged the schoolteacher outta ya’ yet.” You batted his shoulder with a scoff, thrusting up against his cock to get back to the matter at hand. Tommy groaned, hand gripping into the bedding beside your head. He grunted, “Fine fine, so needy.”

You watched as a scarred hand guided his dick into your core, mouth agape in ecstasy. You whined, “Yeah- yeah, god Tommy!” His pretty lips fell atop your own as he slid the extent of his hot, pulsing cock inside of you. The pair of you kissed softly, tenderly as he began to move. The old bastard was right, you couldn’t go (too) long without being fucked.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, softly moving along with his movements. Tommy murmured, “Everyone knows your secret baby,” he licked up into your mouth, “Prim little girly likes gettin’ it from ole’ Tommy Miller.” You whined and clenched around him, eyes darting away from his smug face.

He gripped your chin gently, guiding your vision back to his face. Tommy teased breathily, “Ain’t I right honey? You love being my little slut hm?”

You cried out softly, pussy convulsing around his cock. Which was rubbing, rubbing, rubbing all the right spots. You shoved your face into his dampening neck, whimpering at it all. Tommy cooed, hand skimming down the middle of your torso to play at your swollen clit.

“S’okay baby, I know. Don’t have to tell me none.”

His calloused thumb swirled around your bud, sending a lick of fire up your body in a wake of goosebumps. Your fingers dug into his back, moaning his name wetly into the tanned skin. Your thighs clenched harder around Tommy’s slim waist, mewling, “S-shit yes, m’yours yours!”

He groaned again, fucking into your pussy harder, thick tip bumping that spot that drove you wild. Tommy rasped, “Thas’ right, whose pussy is this huh?” You blubbered nonsense, panting and writhing under his undulating movements, earning a sharp crack to your ass.

You howled, “Yours Tommy! Fuck- my pussy is yours baby!”

“Thatta girl.”

Crack.

You scrabbled at his shoulders, moving your lips back to hungrily gnash against your lovers mouth. You moaned and whined between frantic smacks, drool collecting on your lips. You tightened around Tommy, pleasure making the world spin. You cried into his smiling mouth, “Fuck I love you, fuck me so good, m’so lucky.”

“Mmm, I’m lucky sugar, fucking hell, get the sweetest doll in Jackson. Ain’t nobody taking you away from me.”

He fucked brutally hard after talking, proving his point that you weren’t going anywhere. You yanked on his curls, the swirling on your clit sending you to the precipice. Tommy gasped and nipped your lip as you whimpered, “Closeclose, oh god, fucking god, Tommy!”

He moaned, “Yeah, yeah baby, that’s it, come for me.” He pressed his forehead to yours, panting roughly, the bed creaking under both of your panicky movements. Your eyes crossed as you throatily howled a wordless noise, cunt clamping down on Tommy’s cock.

You shivered and held to him, tears pricking at your eyes, overwhelmed mewls escaping your drooling mouth. Tommy swore and pulled out, painting your trembling belly with white streaks. He heaved, “Sshshit! Oh baby girl.” You replied, “Yeah, yeah, s’good!”

You blinked slowly, orgasm ebbing away sadly, Tommy blindly reaching around for a cloth to wipe you off. He did so lovingly, cooing, “Such a good girl for me. Love you.” He tossed the ruined fabric to the side, flopping next to you. Tommy laid on his side, arm draped around your waist.

You turned to face him, tucking a stray lock of his dark hair back. A goofy smile erupted on your face, sucking in a breath before teasing in a hoarse voice, “You been getting jealous? Everyone knows I’m yours.” Tommy rolled his dark eyes, pulling you closer to lay kisses on the bridge of your nose and lips.

“Maybe. Young bucks’ll get sent to the woods if I catch them hawking you down again.”

Snuggling closer into the man you giggled, tucking a leg between his own. You sighed, “I’ll make sure to give the kids a warning. Fool.” He shrugged and held you tight, a warm light in this strange world.

#tlou fanfiction #tlou smut #tommy miller x reader #kink bingo #asks answered

[yeonkaiwrld]

hii, idk if ur requests are open but if they are then can i request a taehyun x male reader fic where they go on a late night date together? maybe just a walk to the convenience store or smth? feel free to ignore this !! anyways i hope u have a good day/night <3

moonlight stars in your eyes

warnings: this is gonna make you giggle and kick your feet

dynamic: idolbf!taehyun x nonidolm!reader (cameo of manager jisoo </3)

a/n: my asks are always open!! i appreciate the request<333 hope youre doing well xoxoxo (i’ll eventually figure out how to format these postsㅠㅠ also sorry it took so long!! writes block sucks :( )

[masterlist]

i listened to this song while writing it if you wanna check it out!

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weeks passed and you hadn’t seen your boyfriend. he was busy with promotions and you with your college classes. not seeing each other for months was a common occurrence but it didn’t change the lonely pit in your stomach.

that’s why you practically jumped out of your bed when your boyfriend texted you that he was outside your apartment building. you threw on a large sweatshirt, and sweatpants.

you rushed downstairs and pushed the door open. there he was. his frame drowned in a large hoodie you bought him and a pair of basketball shorts. a bright smile broke onto his face as you moved toward him.

“hey, prince..” his deep voice drifted into your ears like a sweet melody and you hugged him tightly.

“hi tyun..” you smile and bury your face in his neck. he holds you tightly around the waist as you reunite for the first time in a while.

you two stood there for a while, basking in each other’s embrace. taehyun was the first to pull away, looking you in the eye. “have you eaten?”

“uhmm,” you smile shyly and look away, “no…”

taehyun chuckles and ruffles your already messy hair, “alright, what do you want to eat?” he tilts his head as he asks, eyes widening slightly.

you hum in thought, taking one of your boyfriend’s hands into your own. “how about hotteok?”

he smiles and nods, “i was craving something sweet.. you know me so well, babe.”

you lightly smack taehyun’s shoulder, receiving a small scream in response. he dramatically clutches his shoulder.

“come on, dummy..” you laugh, hooking your arm around his, “c’mon, there should be a stand nearby.”

taehyun chuckles and falls in step with you. “how are your classes?” he asks in a soft voice, glancing over at your profile briefly.

“they’re alright. i’m getting ready for next month’s exams…” you pout your lips as you speak, already feeling the stress kick in.

“they’re next month, don’t worry about them just yet..~” taehyun chuckled, pulling you closer by the waist.

“you’re right.” you leaned your head against his for a moment, sighing softly, “how’re promotions?”

“our last music show is in a couple hours. then i’ll be all yours.” he replied, looking down at his wrist watch. “are you coming to the pre-recording?”

“i didn’t get picked, no. i’ll be cheering you on from my apartment!” you squeeze his arm, giving him a big smile.

before he could reply, you dragged him to the small hotteok stand. he let you do the talking as you ordered two of the treats and paid.

“thank you so much, sir!” you bowed gratefully before turning around. you handed a hotteok to your boyfriend and began to walk down the road again.

“you’re so cute.” taehyun mumbled after taking a bite of the food. he chuckled as he caught the playful glare you shot him.

both of you ended up at a small, isolated park. you sit on a swing, taehyun coming up behind you and leaning into you.

you looked up at him, humming happily, “y’know, you could sit on the other swing…”

taehyun shakes his head, slipping his arms over your shoulders and leaning down. you continued to watch him, your eyes flickering down to his lips for a moment.

your boyfriend let out a soft laugh, pressing a short and sweet kiss to your lips. “i like it here, though..~”

feeling your face heat up, you look away, “you’re so evil…” you murmured, feeling taehyun lightly nose your temple.

“evil?” the pout in taehyun’s voice was painfully obvious as you continued to look away. he hugged you tighter and buried his face in your neck, “do you mean it, prince?”

you melted into an embrace with a soft sigh, “no, you’re not… you’re too sweet.” you press a kiss to your boyfriend’s cheek.

taehyun let out a quiet but adorable cheer. he wriggled you around in his embrace and pressed multiple kisses to your face.

instead of hiding, you gladly accepted the affection. sadly, it was cut off by the sound of taehyun’s phone ringing. he didn’t answer at first, pressing a kiss to your lips.

he pulled away and answered, “hello?” your ears perked up as you tried to figure out who had called. your faces were practically pressed together as you attempted to eavesdrop.

“okay, i’ll start heading back.” taehyun whined slightly. it was followed by brief silence and then a, “mhm, bye.”

you moved away as your boyfriend put his phone back into his pocket. “was that manager jisoo?”

“yeah, i have to get back to the dorm. we’re leaving soon.” he nodded, giving a firm kiss to your head.

“well, thank you for coming to see me.” you smile nonetheless, peppering kisses to taehyun’s cheek.

“i’ll walk you home.” your boyfriend said, giving you a playful glare when you were about to protest. “c’mon babe~”

you let out a dramatic sigh and stand up from the swing, “fine~” after taking taehyun’s hand in yours, you two left the park and walked to your apartment building.

“make sure to get some rest, and don’t skip meals.” taehyun said, looking you in the eye. he didn’t smile until he watched you nod. “don’t worry about staying awake to see the show either.”

you pout a little, “but what kind of boyfriend would i be if i didn’t watch your last music show performance?”

“you can always watch the replay.” taehyun tilted his head a little, still smiling. he pulled you into his arms without waiting for your response.

you couldn’t help but melt into his embrace, enjoying the last couple moments together for who knows how long.

“i love you, tyunnie.” you mumbled into his neck, squeezing him tightly.

“i love you too, y/n.” he replied softly, tightening his arms around you.

#— apollo (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠) #kpop #tomorrow by together #hueningkai #txt taehyun #beomgyu #soobin #tomorrow x together #txt headcanons #music #txt imagines #txt x reader #txt reactions #taehyun x reader #kang taehyun #taehyun headcanons

[5eraphim]

Who do you like writing more? Yandere medic or yandere engie?

but they are my baby boys... 🥺 how could i chose???

The boring answer is, I love them both sm and preference between the two is rather mutable. They are so unique and there is some but not enough overlap in regard to their appeal to me personally, or to their appeal as characters for me to really pick a #1 favorite.

Like Engie is so much fun bc it's taking the "good guy" of the team (not the straight man character, but the nice guy character, big difference here) and trying to imagine what he would be like- or what it would be, to push him over the edge into something completely sinister. Turning him into something so unlike what he's known himself to be. Like what would have to happen to make someone like this snap? It's fun to consider thing like, was he always like this deep down? Or how has he confronted issues like this in the past? There are so many fun ways to run with his character.

Medic is more like, yeah he's evil and crazy, let's dial that up to 11. which is great too! He's an absolute hottie and it's not at all surprising the fanbase he's cultivated over time! He's unhinged <3 He's cruel and unusual <3 He is possessive <3 His tits <3

but, metaphorical gun to my head, if I had to pick one- it's Engie for sure 🙈 he's simply the short king we NEED!!!

Its also so funny I got these two suggested together bc like-  ok i know its probs bc anyone who follows knows they are my faves- but! I've had these two ideas for fics I’ve been working on for a lil while now (drabble ideas in the read below xoxoxo)

One which is Medic x reader x Heavy basically reader and everyone is chilling enjoying some drinks, they are super shy and inexperienced and get a little tipsy and is joking around like when the topic of sex is brought up. They're like, "ahaha yeah I'm waiting for the right person, idk~" the chit-chat is all fun and playful, only a little heated, but reader is sure they’re all just messing around. Reader sitting next to Heavy on one couch, medic sitting in an armchair right across. Feeling a lil drowsy, and less shy given the circumstances, they're leaning up against Heavy bc he’s a human space heater, soft, so mellow and cozy!!! They don't bat an eye when he loops a strong around them to pull them closer and kiss the top of their head. Though by the time the kisses and bear-hugs intensify, it’s far too late to try and get away now. The guilt of taking this too far with a friend as well as the knowledge he isn't single only make things worse, making Reader remember themself all at once, and lock up. Becoming frigid and awkward to Heavy's advances. Heavy doesn't miss a beat however, justifying himself with a sort of "we've noticed you're always so shy, you just need to get out of your shell a little :)" and after a bit of warming up Medic would be the one to try and intensify things.

Getting cornered like that by someone like Heavy would be scary, but if that happened WHILE Medic was right across the room like 😊💕🍺 would be TERRIFYING. Very hot and erotic, but also terrifying.

The other imagine/one shot I'm not sure what a plot/framing device would be, but its Engie and demo. Maybe something like, newbie to the defense squad is learning the ropes and gets flustered and like- very obviously distracted checking out the other two guys, and messes up some easy traps and; quite similarly to the situation above, a  little teasing and joking around goes further and further until reader ends up pinned under demo, Engie holding them down from behind trying to see if they can keep up. 

The idea/”plot” of this one is much foggier in my head rn, but,,, hotties. Dad bods, even.

anon i love you for giving me another chance to simp for my waifus i love youuuuu <3333

#tf2 engineer #tf2 heavy #tf2 medic #x reader #yandere #anonymous #yandere drabble #yandere imagine #tf2 x reader #tf2 smut #yandere smut #tf2 demo #poly yandere #poly x reader #ANON I LOVE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOWWWW

[dandeeliion]

DANDEELIION DUSTORANGE ONLINE AT SAME TIME SYNCHRONICITY ALERT 🚨🚨🚨🚨 how are you doing beautiful girl!!!

BRRRRRRRR ALERT ALERT 🚨🚨🚨🚨⭐️🌹✨💐🌟🌞🌷❣️ HELLOOOOOO my sweet girl i am so good !!! enjoying a week off even with lots of rain how are youuuuu !! i love you xoxoxo sending big big hugs and many kisses

#I LOVE YOU MALIHAH #asks #malihah tag

[caramellopeach-blog]

Y/N x NANAMI (SHIBUYA)

Reader with no gender specified

Hello everyone!

I wrote this fanfiction because Nanami is my favorite character and I like him and his story. I just want to say that are some light spoilers about shibuya, but there are not major spoilers. For the ones who have read the 13th and 14th manga, everything it's fine ahaha.

Just one thing:

Y/n is a sorcerer from the Tokyo Institute and she/he/they/* is a semi-grade one sorcerer. She/He/They/* has a tecnique that allows to "steal" and use someone's ability by using their weapons and/or demons. So she/he/them/* could posses Megumi's wolves and Nobara's hammer and use their tecnique. Of course, the more the ability and the target-sorcerer are powerful, the more difficult it is to use the tecnique.

That is all!

I hope you will like my fanfiction.

Love,

Caramellopeach xoxoxo

TW : There are some bad words, just because I think when someone is angry and worried it is more natural to say them.

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Shibuya.

That shit was like hell. There was fire everywhere and people were shouting from the underground station. Smoke and tears were all over your face and a large stain of blood was very visible on your uniform. Luckily it was not yours, but from one of the curses you killed. You were very tired and confused because the initial plan had failed and now you were left alone in that shithole.

According to the plan you should have stayed with Itadori to give him support and ensure that no demon was following him, and if it was, you should have killed it. But things went in a different way when a giant curse approched you and Itadori. It was a giant demon with a strange trunk and legs spider-like. You were disgusted and a little scared. That monster was very big and it emitted some type of smoke that didn't seen safe at all, so you shouted at Itadori to go on and keep running, you would have ended that. The boy smiled at you, thanked and with big jump over passed the creature.

After the fight you were breathing eavily and were trying to catch your breath. The fight was not too much difficult but the weak spot of the curse was not so easy to find and you didn't have anyone else tecnique to imitate or any other curse object to take. That was so frustating also because you were not so good with the heavy sword you were carrying.

"When I return I will ask Maki to help me with that." You said to yourself.

You started to go the way Itadori went before, pretty sure you would have cached him up. But out of nowhere a giant body of water invested you and throw you on the wall behind you. You lost your breath when your back hit the brick wall and a strong pain spread throughout your body. "What the fuck?! What was that!?". You stood up and your legs felt like butter, so you were again on the floor. With a strong will you raised up and hold on a handrail, you wanted to see what was going on. The room near the one you were in was fulled with water and everything was wet. A large black sphere was in the center of the room and you immediately recognised a domain, a strong domain but you could not determine who that was. You leaned on the wall, that wet mass from before was too much for your already stressed body.

You were began to gently faint but you also knew that you needed to help, to support your friends and fight. You started to analyse the domain, to see if there was any weak spot, even thought you knew it was not that easy. What else could you have done? You didn't even have a tecnique on your own. In cases like that you felt hopeless and unuseful, not capable to fight. If Nanami would had been there, he would have gently hugged you and strocking your hair, he would have said you were just tired and that for him you were the best fighter in the world. Ahh how much you missed his touch, you would have sure used one of his hugs right now.

You were about to lose your hope when suddenly someone entered the room and shouted at you.

“Y/n! Are you okay?!”

You turned your head to see Fushiguro in a rush running towards you with a worried expression on his face.

“Yes, I’m okay, just a little confused… who is supposed to be around here according to the plan?”

“From what I remember, Maki and Nanami should be here.”

Nanami? You opened your eyes wide because of the surprise. Your boyfriend was here and in great danger apparently. Your heart started to beat really fast, more than before and you were terrible worried about the conditions of Nanami and also Maki.

“What?! Fushiguro we need to enter the domain! We need to save them!”

“There is something I could try but I am not sure it will work… Stay behind me.”

Sea breeze was the first thing you smelled when you entered the domain. Fresh, salted air was blowing in your face and a strangely hot light was all over your body. You didn’t know how but Megumi opened an entry in the domain and the two of you went inside. That guy was a very powerful sorcerer and you were sure he would have become a great man once adult. After your eyes adapted to the light, you saw a curse with the aspect of a muscled human, but it had the face of a mollusk, with tiny trunks instead of a nose. When you entered with Megumi, the creature didn’t notice you but the others did and they all understood that approaching Megumi was their way out. For one second Nanami’s eyes met with yours and his tired face became all of a sudden really worried but also forceful at the same time.

“Everyone, go near Fushiguro’s feet!” shouted the blonde sorcerer. Maki started to run together with an old sorcerer whose name you didn’t know but he seemed very powerful, even though he was missing an arm and was bleeding all over the place. Maki was successful and escaped from the domain first, followed by the old man. Nanami was a bit later and you were waiting for him, reaching out for him to help the exit from that strange place. The creature didn’t stand still as he understood what the foes were doing and it started attacking by emitting fish demons from its body. Nanami were caught by one and the little monster reached his leg and with sharpen teeth started to bite his leg. Nanami yelled in pain as he stopped moving and killed the enemy with his weapon. When he stood up, his leg was completely covered in blood and he was limping a bit. He could have never reached the exit, so your feet started to move on their own as you ran to him without even you sword.

“Y/N! STAY HERE! COME ON! I AM NOT GONNA HOLD MUCH LONGER!” Yelled Megumi as the hole below his feet started to become little second by second.

“LOVE! RUN AWAY! FOR FUCK’S SAKE, DON’T COME HERE!” Nanami was shouting at you as well, but you weren’t hearing nothing, you were just thinking about losing the love of your life, losing that one person that made everything easy and light, the one that could swipe away your problem with just a few words, the only person that you were sure was proud of you, even though you weren’t… the person that made you hoping for a future, even though you were a bit of a cynical, the only person that was allowed to see you at your lowest.

With that thought in mind you run towards him and helped him walking, putting your arm around his wide back to give him support. With an enormous fatigue you reached Megumi and, as the hole was closing, Nanami and you exited the domain, immediately followed by Megumi.

After just a few second the domain closed on itself and left nothing but a small trace of black smoke behind. Apparently, the domain was called by the old sorcerer and when he exited it, he then closed it and the creature inside was crashed with it. You were painting and the smell of blood was so strong that it was repulsive and you tried to get away from it but two strong arms carried you back.

“Just two seconds darling, let me hold you close for a moment. I was afraid I might have lost you”. The smell of Nanami’s cologne arrived at you and his scent immediately calmed your nerves. You were on his lap and his arms were hugging you from behind, while his face was buried in your neck.

“JESUS CHRIST NANAMI! YOU FUCKING SCARED ME! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO RUN AWAY AND LEAVE YOU THERE!? ARE YOU CRAZY!? YOU ARE ALSO INJURED AND YOU LEG IS COMPLETELY COVERED IN BLOD! WHAT SHOULD I HAV…ARE YOU LAUGHING?!”

Nanami started to laugh and his face brightened up as he hugged you even more. When he laughed, your heart opened and tears started to go down your face. All the stress, the anxiety and the fatigue flew away and you were left with your most vulnerable self.

“Shh, it is okay honey…don’t worry darling…I am here now…”

Tears were dropping from your eyes and you couldn’t stop them. It was too painful and your heart was crying with worried thought. You felt the warmth of Nanami’s body against yours and his hand began to gently stroke your hair, while he was giving you little kiss on the neck to calm you down. Nanami was a very intimate but shy person and the fact that he was doing PTSD in public was very strange, but apparently he was so worried that right now all that matters was you and your safety.

“I thought I lost you Nanami…” you said to him.

“I will always be there for you, my love. I am sorry you were so worried, I hope you are not injured at all…Let me take a look” Nanami made you turn around, it was so easy for him to lift you up, and when he noticed the stain of blood he immediately stopped and with a serious gaze said:

“Who did this to you?”

“Nanami it is okay, it’s from some curses, it’s not mine… but I think I might have cracked some ribs during the battle…”

“Lift you uniform and let me see:”

“NANAMI! NOT NOW!” Nanami started to lift your shirt, but Megumi interrupted him and asked for orders.

Nanami stood up and helped you standing near him. After some minutes of speaking the group decided to follow the plan, so you all togheter went to the upper level of the subway to find help for the old sorcerer and to allow Megumi's wolves to gather information about what was going on.

While the others were running towards the exit of the station, you and Nanami were a little behind, he was limping a bit too much and your ribs were spreading pain throughout your chest, not allowing your breath to be completely normal and steady.

"Love, love, wait a second" asked the man with a soft voice. He took your hand and kissed it, while gently strocking your hair. "Today I was terrible worried and the fact that you were not with me made me just more angry and scared. I don't want to lose you and if anything happens to you I will never forgive myself. From now on I want you to stay behind me and hide, you don't have to fight. I could never go on without you."

Nanami looked into your eyes and you saw his were a bit watery, so you took his hand and placed it on your waist, hugging him from the neck. The difference between yours and his heights was so much that you had to stay on tip-toe to reach him, while he was leaning towards you with his face buried in your neck.

"I love you, y/n" and after that, Nanami went for a kiss. It was gently and warm, just like every other of his kisses, but this time there was also a sad note, a desperate need to be with you and to be as near to you as possible. When the blonde sorcerer kissed you, it was like a new start, a new day and feelings went through your body. A feeling of love, warm, gently touch and softness. It was your favorite thing in the world kissing him. His hand was on your cheek and the right arm was hugging your chest into a lovely grip.

“I love you too, silly overtime guy.” “No, no, okay... We agreed you would have never called me like that again.” “Ahahah, but you are…” “No, okay, that’s it.” And picking you up, Nanami dragged you and your ass outside the station.

Hi guysss

I hope you enjoyed my fanfiction. I thought I mighty continue the story, but let me know what you think.

Have a nice day/night!

Caramellopeach

#nanami kento #nanami x y/n #nanami #nanami x gender neutral reader #nanami x reader #jujutsu nanami #nanami x you #jujustu kaisen #jjk fanfic #jjk anime #jjk manga #jjk shibuya arc

[jamesbuckybarnes19174]

💌message to jamie🐺: hi i miss uuuuuu pout

💌message to jamie🐺: oh btw i decided to go with the wolf emoji next to ur name, just in case u wanted to know

💌message to jamie🐺: oh that’s good dbfbsndj

💌message to jamie🐺: are u getting a new outfit? looks like ur at a fitting

💌message to jamie🐺: my lock screen is of u sleeping 💗 u look very adorable 🫶

💌message to jamie🐺: i love u :) <3

💌message to jamie🐺: so now is 🐺💗🐰

💌message to jamie🐺: how cuteeeeee they’re in loveeeeee🫶💗 bc is ussssss and we are in luvvvvvvv xoxoxo

💌message to jamie🐺: like seeing a lot of texts from u too :) gives me butterflies 🦋

💌message to jamie🐺: yayyyy am good girllll🥰💗💗💗

💌message to jamie🐺: mhm we bounce around locations sometimes👍

💌message to jamie🐺: was scary in the helicopter but then i thought it was cool👍

💌message to jamie🐺: just made sure to hold onto bucky bear tight when i was on it👍

💌message to jamie🐺: *sends pictures of my bear at a computer, at coffee machine, sitting on my lap at the computer, and in a car*

💌message to jamie🐺: mhm yeah🥺 i’ll try and stay at my desk so don’t have to worry as much about the fighting🥺

💌message to jamie🐺: wish could have ur kissies now :( cut reopened a little :( was my fault though :(

💌message to jamie🐺: dw gonna go to the medbay 👍 *sends a selfie of myself holding a thumbs up, walking and holding a gauze against my cheek*

💌message to jamie🐺: omgggggg the charm and collar is so pretty jamie🥰💗 i love it!

💌message to jamie🐺: dbfbsjs oh goodness mhm guess we’re both just pent up meep

💌message to jamie🐺: feeling more shy today eek

💌message to jamie🐺: but i would also like to uhhhh play with uuuuuu

💌message to jamie🐺: mmmm… i think is really hot when u call urself daddy dhdhdhdhd eek and uuhhh some… dirty talk meep bdbfnss i mean u already do that … but i suppose more uhhh… mmm meep idk idk whatever u are doing is really good👍

💌message to jamie🐺: i love uuuuu💗love being urs n ur mine💗

💌message to jamie🐺: *sends a video with my phone propped up, sitting on a pillow, grinding it slowly* mmmm j-james… want your cum… *moans softly, grinding hard against the pillow, pulling my shirt off* mmmm… feels so good… b-but your thigh is better… m-miss it… mmmmm wish i saw more of y-your cock in your video james… t-teased me… *pouts at the camera, then grinds faster* i m-miss you… mmm i’m y-your good girl james… g-gonna be good girl for y-you… *moans, rubbing my tits, leaning my head back* mmm… w-wanna… g-grind on y-your thigh… or y-your cock… f-feels so good… *whimpers* w-would p-push it inside m-me after…. b-big c-cock… in m-my tiny p-pussy… mmm… y-you like that j-james? c-cock is so b-big and hard… w-wish i could suck it…. mmm… g-give it k-kissies… grind on i-it… s-so much wanna do… *whines loudly* mmm… g-gonna cum… ‘m c-cumming james… i l-love you *whines loudly, releasing, panting heavily, then chuckles softly, quickly stopping the video*

💌voice message to jamie🐺: h-hey honey… mmm no i promise i didn’t mean to *chuckles softly trailing off* umm i w-wasn’t looking where i was going and i bumped i-into someone… h-hit my cheek n just… *chuckles quietly* y-yeah… was my fault… *clears my throat* erm, i’m okay though, went to the medbay and got it re-dressed… *hums, pausing for a second* erm, anyways… *chuckles awkwardly* yeah you’re sending very naughty videos… but so am i *chuckles* so am the same way… being away from you… just want you more jamie… i’m okay, hope you’re okay… *chuckles* okay, that’s good… bunny’s gotta be all clean n ready for bedtime with you… mmm gonna give you big big hug when i see you… cuddling you… holding hands… kissies… everything… *chuckles softly* mmm i know is not the same… but i think is cute when you send kissy noises… *makes kiss noises* hope you liked mine… pressed my bracelet again baby… mmm that’s good you think of that, i think of that too when i feel you press yours my baby… oh gosh… can’t wait to be home with you… i m-miss having y-you here to take care of me… i m-mean i can take care of myself of course… but i just… m-miss y-you… *chuckles softly* y-you know what i mean… anyways, i agree, it absolutely sucks not being able to cuddle with you in bed… sitting in the kitchen… cause didn’t wanna be in the room to record this with bruce around… i sleep better with you around too… *sighs softly* i really miss you… i love you james… i really love you… *chuckles softly* i’ve been imagining those kissies too… your sweet, soft, quick ones *chuckles softly* those are really adorable… i miss you… i’ll be safe… will try to stay out of the medbay *chuckles* you stay safe, okay? i love you… i love you so much…

💌comms: w-wolf? *pauses, waiting for a response* just m-miss you… miss you lot… mmm… my cheek hurts *chuckles softly* i love you… stay safe, okay? i love you so much… night night…

💌message to jamie🐺: ur so freaking cute

💌message to jamie🐺: really really cute

💌message to jamie🐺: i’m happy ur safe :)

💌message to jamie🐺: i promise i’m safe too *sends a sleepy selfie, sending a thumbs up*

💌message to bunny: miss you too honey

💌message to bunny: cool :)

💌message to bunny: Your wolfie

💌message to bunny: yeah am getting fitted for a tux :) *sends a picture of me in just the suit pants, no shirt, smiling, someone measuring my leg*

💌message to bunny: love you too❤️

💌message to bunny: mhm we are in love❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

💌message to bunny: Good, I wanna give you all the butterflies in the world

💌message to bunny: okay, just be safe when traveling

💌message to bunny: helicopters are cool once you get used to them :)

💌message to bunny: bucky the bear is lucky to be that close to you

💌message to bunny: *sends picture of me brushing my teeth, the bunny plushie sitting on the counter, one of me in the car with it on my lap, then one of me kissing it’s head*

💌message to bunny: Oh no:( are you okay baby? How bad is the cut?

💌message to bunny: okay, be careful please

💌message to bunny: *sends a picture of the small cut above my eyebrow* mine’s healed up

💌message to bunny: yeah? You liked the collar? Felt a bit silly about it. Didn’t know if it was weird lol

💌message to bunny: lol my shy baby. You wanna have sex with me? :)

💌message to bunny: noted👍I like seeing your face when you send naughty videos.

💌message to bunny: love you❤️❤️❤️good, I love being yours. And I love that you’re all mine.

💌message to bunny: Goddamn you love grinding lol

💌message to bunny: you’re very sexy scout, my dirty dirty girl

💌voice message to bunny: hey baby…I can’t send a video right now so just my voice will have to do okay? *chuckles, spitting audibly* ‘m in the fuckin’ bathroom *chuckles* I couldn’t work…doin’ some…computer shit today and…you send me that video and…just can’t focus with my cock pressin’ against my zipper…got so hard…*chuckles and moans quietly* I’ll send you a picture later…I promise…mmm mhm I want my big cock in your tiny pussy…*whimpers* was waitin’ for you to mention suckin’ my cock…god I miss it so much baby…need you on your knees for me so badly…just need you so badly…f-fffuck…you could do whatever the fuck you want to my cock when we’re together again…shit, I love you my baby…g-gonna cum for you…f-fuck…I wish you were takin’ it in your mouth…fuck…*moans quietly, my breath hitching and pants* I love you…

💌message to bunny: *sends a picture of my metal hand grasping my cock, my cum dripping down the hand, then one of me in the mirror after I’ve cleaned up, smiling, my hair a little messy, then sends another one of me sitting at a desk, smiling, Nat right next to me*

💌message to bunny: I always see your dirty messages at the worst times but I love you :) thank you for sending them my baby

💌message to bunny: have I gotten better at sexting? And texting lol

💌voice message to bunny: hi baby…that’s okay baby…sounds like an accident…make sure you get it checked on tomorrow too okay? You don’t want it to get infected…*chuckles* y-yeah uh…s-sorry ‘m sendin’ lots of them…you can always ignore them if you’re not feelin’ it…uh…you sure bruce is never around when you do them? *snorts* um…’m okay…was a busy day…I hope you’re okay…*chuckles* yeah I cleaned her immediately baby…then tucked her in…it is cute baby, here *makes kissy noises back and chuckles* i felt it…the bracelet…when you pressed it…I’ll do mine now…oh baby…I miss takin’ care of you too…and I miss you takin’ care of me…*chuckles* you know I can take care of myself too but…’s different when the love of your life is helping with that…*chuckles* oh…’m glad you’re not recordin’ this when Bruce is around…is that mean? *chuckles* I just feel like these messages are for us you know? No one else…Stevie’s not here right now…mmm in bed…but ‘m gonna take a shower then go to sleep…I really miss you too baby…love you so fuckin’ much…good, good…keep thinkin’ of those kissies okay? *chuckles* yeah, please stay out of the medbay, doll…I’ll stay safe…I love you too baby…love you…

💌comms: hey bunny…I miss you a lot too…*sighs* you got any pain medication? Be careful, please, bunny…I love you too…I’ll be safe, I promise…love you so much…goodnight…

💌message to bunny: Look at my sleepy girl :)

💌message to bunny: wanna hold you baby

💌message to bunny: *sends a picture of me in a towel, smiling, then another of me in bed in just my boxers* night, baby

[mackenzielovee]

Mackenzieeeeeee, that was so cute! I love her name so much!

I respect Sarah's decision but I don't like the way she is going about things. everyone gets the choice to be a parent or not, but I don't understand how that is going to work in the future. is Topper just never going to tell Ellie that Sarah that she is her mother? is she going to grow up calling her aunt Sarah like the rest of the kids? or is Sarah just never going to be around when Ellie is with everyone else? or, is she just going to up and leave? I don't like the way that she is trying to save face with the kids, that's not fair to them or to the parents.

Rafe is such a good husband and father oh my god. he is trying to save the kids from being heartbroken when Sarah leaves again and then when Sarah talks bad about Y/N Rafe jumps to her defense. I think he did the right thing by telling Sarah that she can't see the kids until she gets everything under control, it's perfectly understandable. I got so mad when I read the part where she told Josie that she would be home for Y/N's birthday, don't give her false promises!

poor Topper. I think that a little part of him is still holding out hope that Sarah comes around and is at least Ellie's mother but I don't think she's going to. and I think that at this point if she did, she would just be doing it to save face with her family.

anyways, your writing was phenomenal as it always is and I can see myself returning and re-reading this one for sure. I have entered shark week, so I needed some fluff like this. I love you <3333

MEGAN!!! my sweet !!! i love and adore you so much 😭😭 thank you for taking the time out of your day not only to read but also to send this to me! i am so appreciative of you and i’m sending you such a big hug xoxoxo

#megan <3 #ask!

[bylertruther]

hello denise bylertruther i was going to apologize for being obsessed w you but tht would require me to be sorry and i am not . i hope you have the best day and that your big brain and byler muscles grow even stronger 🧠 💪 sending love MWAH MWAH (virtual air kisses unless you don’t want them in which case i am cutting off my virtual lips)

THEA WISEATOM, MY BELOVED MOST DEAREST 🥺🤲🤎 ngl when you first sent this to me i'd had two hours of sleep the night before and it was morning time and i still had not slept and i didn't trust myself to reply to this until now sorry ilysm. dbfsjhbdsjfh. you DID make it the best day ever though, manifesting it with ur sweetness <3 i DO want these air kisses and i am sending them right back and also hugging u n squeezing u and wishing YOU the happiest, best day ever <3 and if the world deems that too much, then i hope that you sleep well tonight and have yummy meals and that at least one thing happens today tht makes u smile so much tht ur cheeks hurt <3 obsessed with u n reapplying the fiftieth layer of superglue between us teehee xoxoxo 🫂💗

#asks #thea tag #:D !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[xxlynxxx]

With me-chapter 13

A/n: I think I’ll write a couple more chapters to this story before it comes to an end. Y’all better buckle up bc next chapter is gonna be DRAAAAMAAAAA!

Xoxoxo enjoy! 

The next couple of weeks felt as if they went by in a blur. Unfortunately, you had to go back home when Zeke arrived. Even though he didn’t actually see you until 3 nights after he returned, "Late nights" at the office again He of course tried to make those up to you with another couple thousand dollars in purses and sex, although you denied both. Keeping your word to Reiner, you didn’t allow Zeke to touch you. 

 

You had plans to break things off after the gala. Yes, you knew it was selfish to stay until then, but you also figured if Zeke got to use you the way he wanted this whole time, you might as well even things out. 

A couple times out of the week, you would meet up with Reiner. Half because your gala was rapidly approaching, and the other part because now that your promiscuous boyfriend was back in town, you feared he would catch you and Reiner together. 

Even though Reiner made it known, he had the opposite feelings you did when it came to getting caught. "Baby, I would like to tell you I care, but I would never want to lie to you." He would chuckle on the other side of the line as you scoffed. You looked forward to his calls on the days you couldn’t see him. His voice felt like a warm hug, even when you were apart. 

 

Tonight was the big night, and you couldn’t be more nervous. Everything had to be perfect. This gala would be your breakthrough if everything played out right. Reiner arrived two hours early to help you set up, and just having him around you was better than any anti-anxiety medicine you could take. "Yes, honey, everything looks perfect." He said kissing your forehead. "I can’t tell you enough how proud of you I am." You turned to fully face him, standing on your tippy toes to kiss him. 

As the guests poured in, Reiner pulled you aside for one more chaste kiss, knowing that tonight you two would have to act like the past couple of months never happened. What was meant to be a quick kiss turned deeper as he held you close. "Ahem," someone coughed behind you. Mikasa walked up to you two, smiling as she enveloped you in a hug. Reiner took that as his cue to find the rest of the group acting as if he had just arrived. "Damn girl, everything looks great..and you seem happy." Don’t think I didn’t catch that kiss. I feel like I haven’t talked to you in forever. "I'm going to need details." She whispered that last part as Eren walked up, handing her a glass of champagne. "Yeah, these pieces look great. "Lots of bigwigs here tonight." He said he was looking around the place. "Yeah, thanks to your brother, of course." "Most of the guests are regulars at this type of thing, but you can of course guess who Zeke’s guests are." 

 

"Speaking of which, where is he?" Mikasa asked as you took her glass, taking a gulp and giving a quick eye roll; only she picked it up. "That’s a great question, Mika. He was supposed to have been here an hour ago. " You had to remind Zeke of this night more times than you could count. At this point, you weren’t even sure if he would show up. "He mentioned something about getting caught up at the office when I spoke to him earlier, but he should be here." "Especially on your big day." Eren said he was giving you a sympathetic smile.

You excused yourself to schmooze buyers and greet the rest of your friends. Reiner had his eyes on you the whole night; he didn’t want anything ruining this night for you knowing how important it was. Because of that reason, he didn’t try to make it known to you that Zeke had arrived and spent the first 45 minutes of his arrival at the open bar whispering in some blonde's ear. He wanted so badly to take you away from all of this. It made him physically sick to watch Zeke sleazily go from that random woman to coming up behind you as you spoke to a woman interested in one of your paintings. Zeke pinched your butt, causing you to jump, then put his arm around you, squeezing your shoulder while the other hand held whatever number of glasses of whiskey he had already. Reiner couldn’t even pay attention to the conversation he was having with Jean, Connie, and Bertholt. He saw the quick look of disgust you had when Zeke touched you. 

Reiner downed the rest of the liquor in his glass as he watched with rage and disgust. He tried so hard to fight his inner thoughts of wanting to rescue you. claim you as his in front of everyone. "Calm yourself; this is Y/N night." "She's worked so hard to get here, so don’t let your emotions fuck it up," he thought to himself. 

"You good, bro?" Bert nudged him, following his peripheral vision. His best friend softly grabbed his shoulder as if to silently calm him, knowing he couldn’t say what he wanted out loud. "I’m going to get another drink." That was all Reiner said to him before walking to the bar and downing a shot of vodka. Normally he wasn’t a fan of shots or even hard liquor, but he needed to take the edge off and calm himself. 

[fivelakesinwriting]

Hi kay!! I hope you're doing well! Is it a nice day outside for you? It's actually pretty chilly where I am for May, it's 60°F which feels weirdly cold even if it isn't 😂. I have loved all of the Dylan fics you've released! I'm not even a fan of him but I love your writing so much that i read it anyways and I'm really glad I have!!

I'm sending lots of love and hugs-🌺

Hello, my love! It's so nice to hear from you!

Yesterday was gorgeous, and today is looking out to be just the same. So warm, like almost 30 degrees Celsius. I am loving it. I still haven't put my winter boots away because I am Canadian and I don't trust it's actually done snowing until like..mid-June. I'm also incredibly lazy. I hope it gets nice and warm for you!!!

And thank you so, so much for your kind words. You definitely did not have to go and read the Dylan works if you weren't a fan of his, but I'm forever grateful you took the time to do so. You are precious to me.

I'm sending you love, hugs and a big ol' beam of sunshine! xoxoxo

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