#he was super scared to lose his chance

[ddejavvu]

hiiii! i was wondering if maybe you could do spencer reid meeting readers dad and he's scared asf bc the dad is huge, scary-looking, and super intimidating but then the dad ends up being a total nerd just like reid? thank you, have a good day!

my dad is a nerd this spoke to me <3

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It doesn't matter how much time Spencer spends around Morgan; he's still uneasy around people whose arms are thicker than his head. Meeting your dad goes just about as well as you'd thought it would, with a stutter and a stammer here and there from Spencer, and some very red cheeks.

"It's lovely to meet- meet you, sir." Spencer manages to clear his throat enough to say the words, and the stoic nod your dad sends back doesn't calm his nerves.

"Spencer," Your dad recites his name from the stories you'd told him, firmly shaking his hand that you're relieved Spencer offered, "Y/N speaks very highly of you."

"I do," You gush, rushing forwards to loop your arm around Spencer's and lead him into the house before his knees buckle from anxiety, "Come on, Spence, my mom's in the backyard waiting for us."

Spencer's keen eyes pick up on the little grey tablet displayed on the edge of your dad's desk as you pass his home office, and when you pass through the kitchen, he ducks his head to whisper against your ear.

"Is that a PADD? Like- from Star Trek?"

"Oh!" You brighten, having forgotten the love both your dad and your boyfriend share for the franchise, "Yeah! Dad," You call, where he's locking the door behind you, "Spencer likes your Trekkie stuff."

It successfully breaks through your father's rather intimidating exterior, and his unapproachable expression brightens into a kind smile.

"Son, I didn't know you liked Star Trek," The man beams, and you feel the way Spencer's tense muscles loosen at your dad's jovial tone, "That should have been the first thing Y/N told me about you."

"Pardon me," You groan teasingly, "I wanted you to know his name first."

"Not important," Your dad cracks, stopping by the door to his office and beckoning Spencer forwards, "Y/N, go get your mom and tell her Spencer's here. I don't often get the chance to show off my memorabilia, I'm not gonna waste it now."

"Oh, dad," You groan, but Spencer's all-too-enticed by the promise of a replica of Commander La Forge's VISOR, and follows the man without a second thought.

"Mom," You call, stepping through the back door and finding her kneeling beside a bed of tulips, "Spencer's here, but I don't think you'll see him for the next ten years."

Her brows furrow, and you supply, "He's in dad's office. He asked about the PADD."

"Oh, that man," She groans, rising to her feet and brushing dirt off of her gardening gloves, "Honey, go in there, save him!"

"It's okay," You laugh, smearing away a speck of dirt that's stuck to her arm, "He likes it, mom. He's a big fan."

"You be careful," She instructs, brow furrowed as she takes your hand, "If those two start watching the shows together, your dad is going to see him more than you do."

"I won't lose him!" You promise with a giggle, leading her inside, "But we should stop Dad before he tries showing Spencer his Starfleet uniforms; I want to have lunch before it gets dark."

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid scenario #spencer reid oneshot #spencer reid one-shot #spencer reid one shot #spencer reid headcanons #spencer reid headcanon #spencer reid hc #spencer reid hcs #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid fic #spencer reid blurb #spencer reid drabble #spencer reid dialogue #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x reader fanfiction

[bwabys-scenarios]

Kurapika is the type to fall face first into your boobs and just stay there. He’s so tired, and damn when did he find such a soft pillow? He will either fall asleep or start crying, and if it’s the later he will become super attached to you afterwards.

He is not used to being comforted so he may stiffen when you place your hand on the back of his head and pet him as if he’s an upset child, but he’ll relax into it, finding comfort in your warmth.

He is also the type to fall in love with people that give him genuine kindness and care, especially when he’s feeling vulnerable and helpless. You’re there when he needs you and when he doesn’t, you’re the one constant in his life that doesn’t leave him when he loses control or says something nasty.

So when he falls into your breasts and doesn’t move, instead clinging to you like an exhausted child, that’s all you can see him as in the moment. Both of you know he’s an adult, but did he ever have the chance to experience a childhood without trauma?

Did he get the chance to relax without fear of his eyes being seen by the wrong person? It’s only you that eases the tension in his shoulders and jaw, that lets him close his eyes and really focus on the sound of your heart. He feels at ease with you and you alone, although he’s not the type to tell you that outright.

So you let him rest and feel him occasionally nudge his nose against your chest as he tries to get comfortable. Truly, could you push him away when this was the first time he’s felt comfort in years? No, you couldn’t. Kurapika may be a bit rude and cold at times, but you see under that facade he keeps up for everyone else. He’s a scared and lonely boy, that needs your company and care. He needs someone that will be there for him when he falls apart.

And you will fill that role, hoping that one day things will be different, that one day you’ll feel less like his caretaker and more like his partner, if he’d have you.

You just didn’t know how much he truly loved you, that he would do anything to have you… if only he wasn’t so bad at expressing his emotions.

#kurapika x reader #kurapika hxh #hxh kurapika #x reader #anime x reader #reader insert #headcanon #hxh x reader #hxh imagines #hunter x hunter x reader #anime x chubby reader #requests open #chubby!reader #chubby reader #fem reader #female reader #fem!reader #f!reader #afab reader #yandere kurapika #hxh x y/n #kurapika hcs #kurapika headcanons

[actuallysaiyan]

BACONNNNNNN I HAVE A REQUESTTTTTTTTTTTT

can we get some choso and reader trying to fuck discreetly at a party? 🤭 them being caught or not is up to you 😘😉

warnings: alcohol, smoking weed, vaginal fingering, Choso is a little cocky but mostly cause he's scared to fuck shit up, college AU, unprotected sex, swearing word count: 1.8k pairings: Choso Kamo x Fem!Reader summary: you meet Choso at a party and something magical happens when the two of you decide to find a quiet room to hang out in.

The music is loud as you walk amongst the party-goers. You’ve been searching for someone in particular, but you haven’t seen him yet. He’s not much for parties, but he had assured you he’d be coming. Still, you were starting to have your doubts about this.

You grab a drink from the fridge, opening the can and sipping on its sweet contents. It’s one of those super popular mixed cocktails all the college kids are going crazy for lately. It’s a little too sweet for your taste, but it’s not bad right now. You’re a little buzzed and you know you need a bit more liquid courage if you were to see him.

You see a flash of dark brown hair and your heart skips a beat. There he is, Choso Kamo. The one you’ve been pining for all year long. The can shakes in your hands as you try to follow him, finding him heading out the backdoor to take in some fresh air. You know he doesn’t smoke, but enjoys the company of the smokers as they are all pretty decently chill.

You sink the contents of the can so fast, your stomach lurches as the alcohol splashes in your tummy. Then with shaky steps, you walk over to the backdoor. Without thinking twice, you exit the building and let the cool night air envelop you. It almost sobers you up as you feel yourself shivering. Choso smirks as he spots you, then he walks over to you to drape his sweater over your shoulders.

“It’s chilly out tonight,” he says in a matter-of-fact tone.

You giggle, “Yeah it is.”

You realize there’s hardly anyone else out here. Just a few stragglers trying to suck on their cancersticks in peace. Choso pulls something from his pocket and you smirk when you realize he’s brought a joint. Oh, so he does smoke…just not cigarettes.

“You smoke?” he asks, showing you the joint.

You nod your head, “A little.”

Your mouth goes dry as you watch him bring the joint to his lips. He looks hot even just doing something as simple as lighting a joint. He takes a few drags, his eyes drooping slightly as the weed takes its effect on him. Then he steps closer to you and passes the joint to you.

The conversation flows between you two comfortably. He asks about your classes and you complain about the amount of projects you have. Choso talks at great length about his own projects and the books he’s been reading. As you two chat and smoke the joint, you begin to realize just how much the two of you have in common.

It’s not long before he’s flicking the end of the cherry off the balcony. Then with a smirk on his face, he leans in a little closer. You feel his hot breath on your face and you feel need pooling in your lower tummy.

“Wanna find somewhere a little more private to continue this conversation?”

You should say no, and maybe tell him that you ought to go home for the night. But for the first time in so long, you were getting your chance with him. So in a low voice, you manage to agree to this. He takes your hand in his, leading you back into the party. Everyone is already so drunk and high, and the people dancing are almost pulsing to the beat of the catchy hip hop song.

Choso keeps a tight grip on you so as not to lose you. He manages to maneuver through the drunkards and ditzy girls. At the end of one of the hallways, Choso pulls you into one of the empty bedrooms. He closes the door behind you and then guides you to sit on the bed.

He takes a flask from his sweater pocket, the sweater you’re still wearing, and he opens it up and takes a swig. He passes it to you, a mischievous grin on his face. You take the flask from him and take a swig. It’s some very strong gin, which makes you cough and gag.

“Heh, yeah that’s some strong stuff.”

You shudder slightly when his big hand comes up to rub your back soothingly. Then his hand slides down your arm, only to go right back up so he can cup your cheek.

“You’re so pretty, ya know that?”

His words almost sound foreign to you. You have to think it over in your mind over and over again before his chuckle pulls you out of the funk. Then he just leans in and closes the gap between you two.

His lips are chapped but they feel so good against your own. You find some courage and you begin leaning into this kiss. His hands feel so good on your face as he cups your cheeks. You can’t help the moan that escapes you when his tongue slides into your mouth.

Just as you’re about to deepen the kiss, you hear some knocking on the door. Then a head pokes in, but the moment they see you and Choso, they close the door. There is some laughter, but you know it has to do more with them being embarrassed than you.

“Don’t pay them any mind,” Choso says as he helps you lay down on the bed. “Just focus on me.”

You don’t know what else to say, so you just nod your head and swallow your saliva. Choso smirks again before diving down to kiss you. This kiss is a bit hungrier and it’s paired with one of his hands caressing your body. He doesn’t linger on one spot for too long before moving onto the next.

You’re thinking he’s being coy about this when his hand shoves down your pants. You gasp into the kiss as his long fingers brush against your clothed cunt. Choso loves the sounds you make as he begins rubbing your swollen nub. Your panties begin clinging to your folds as he stimulates you even more.

“You like that, huh? I always thought you’d be into this sort of thing.”

His words do all kinds of things to you. Your mind is a mess as he continues playing with your panty-clad pussy. Then it gets even more intense as he pushes your panties aside. You moan his name when one of his fingers slides into you.

“Shhh…you gotta be a little more quiet than that, sweetheart.”

Choso isn’t quite sure where all this confidence is coming from, but he’s so glad he’s not completely fumbling. It must have something to do with the alcohol and weed he smoked. He’s thanking his lucky stars you’re into him just as much as he’s into you.

He pumps another one of his fingers into you to join the other, leaving you breathless and grasping the sheets below you. You throw your head back as his thumb comes up to rub your clit, making you drip all over his hand.

“How about we take this a little further, huh?”

His breath smells like gin and weed, and in that moment, it’s the most sexy thing you’ve ever experienced. You nod your head dumbly, your eyes rolling back with every pump of his fingers.

“Nah, you gotta say it. Say the words, baby.”

You swallow hard again, and try to think of the right words to say. It was becoming increasingly harder and harder as he continued to finger you. His long fingers curling to press against that spongy spot deep inside you that made you see stars.

“Fuck me, Cho. Please Cho…”

His cock throbs when you beg and you say his name so sweetly like that. It was going to be hard to resist you if you were going to be this cute every time he would fuck you. Choso knows not to push his luck, but he knows he’ll take the chance again if need be.

He’s quick to pull your pants and panties down. His mouth widens as he sees your cute little pussy on display. As much as he wants to taste you, he knows he’s got not enough time for this. He spreads your legs and then he’s pushing down his own pants past his ass.

“Ready for me?” Choso asks in a teasing tone, rubbing the head of his cock all over your soaked folds.

“Please, don’t tease me. I’m ready.”

With one long thrust, he’s balls deep inside of you. He thinks for a split second that he probably should have put on a condom, but you don’t seem to have any problems with him going in raw. His hips snap fast and hard from the get go, leaving you breathless. You cling to him as the pleasure builds so fast.

“Fuck, you’ve got the best little pussy, ya know that?”

His face is buried in the crook of your neck as he tries to quiet himself. You’re both moaning and whimpering, doing all you can to not draw too much attention to yourselves. The pleasure just feels so good. Choso can’t believe your little cunt is gripping him quite like this. It’s so tight and warm, he can’t help but pound you into the mattress.

“Fuuuuuccckkk,” Choso moans out as he presses himself even deeper into you. “Fuck fuck fuck—”

You feel him biting into the tender flesh of your neck to quiet himself even more. You cry out his name, nails coming up to dig into his shirt. You’re trying to keep yourself grounded, but it’s all too much.

“Tightest little pussy ever! Fuuuck you feel so good.”

Your walls begin pulsing around him as the fat tip of his cock keeps slamming into that sweet spot of yours. You’re not even sure how you’re keeping quiet right now, especially when he’s fucking you so good.

You watch as he leans back a little, pulling out just a bit and he spits on your cunt. You shudder as his fingers begin to rub the saliva on your clit, and his pace picks up again quicker than before. Flames lick in your lower tummy, and your mind begins to go blank from the sensations.

“Haaah, look at you. Fuckin’ you dumb, aren’t I? Damn, gonna have to make you my little princess.”

You nod eagerly, tears stinging your eyes as you feel the coil in your stomach tightening impossibly tight. Choso smirks as he watches you come undone. Your gummy walls begin to milk him, and Choso pulls out just in time to jerk himself off to completion. Ropes of hot cum cover your mound and lower belly. Choso then sits back on his knees, admiring his handiwork.

What surprises you is when he leans in and gives you such a tender kiss.

“I meant what I said,” he smirks. “Gonna have to make you my little princess.”

#bacon.writes #choso x you #choso x reader #choso x y/n #choso smut #choso imagine #choso kamo x you #choso kamo x reader #choso kamo x y/n #choso x fem!reader #choso kamo x fem!reader #jjk choso #jjk choso x you #jjk choso x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader

[tiniedemon]

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dating headcanons

main 4 + butters

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stan

— definitely the type to bully you but loves you to death

— constantly posting you on social media

— you need him? he’s already there actually he’s been hiding in your walls

— gets super in his head a lot, requires a lot of reassurance & affection

— SUPER FUCKING PROTECTIVE

— some dude’s making you uncomfortable? his hand’s on your shoulder and he’s ready to beat the shit out of him

— the silent but deadly type

— basically no one fucks w his s/o

— but super duper soft

— sticky as fuck

— you thought kenny was a physical touch kinda guy? stan is 10 times worse

— constantly holding your hand or lacing your pinkies together

— prefers quiet nights in over nights out 100%

— movie nights are his absolute fav he loves the cliche holding hands in popcorn thing

— a bit of an alcoholic but never an angry drunk, he’ll be constantly up your ass blubbering about how much he loves you

— “your eyes are so pretty and your face is so pretty and i love your hair like that and how do you smell so good”

kyle

— if he were an anime character he’d be a tsundere for sure

— dislikes pda but in private he has no problem being affectionate

— is super awkward around you, doesn’t really know how to talk to you or how to act

— also prefers quiet nights in but in a totally different way

— would much rather read a book with your legs in his lap than watch a movie

— one phone call away tho don’t get him wrong

— if you need him he’s immediately on his way no questions asked

— very very very very protective

— also the type to hover behind you but the second you give him the go ahead he’s running his mouth

— all bark but also a super gnarly bite

— also super jealous and kind of insecure

— you’re his first real relationship so he’s always scared someone’s gonna steal you away

— the type to give you massages and ask you about your day

— domestic housewife fs, always cooking for you and making sure your house is clean

— always leaves sweet notes for you to wake up to but will never acknowledge them

— overall such a sweetheart, would do anything for you but is a stickler on saying the l word

— thinks it loses its sparkle if it’s said too much

kenny

— sticky horny bastard

— always cuddled up to you or holding your hand or kissing you

— big fan of pda

— if he’s not touching you and he’s in your presence someone’s getting hurt

— loves partying but also loves quality time with you

— would totally go out if you wanted but also would curl up in bed with you if you weren’t feeling it

— always eager to please you

— he’s like a dog, at your beck and call, awaiting your orders

— but don’t touch his s/o or he’ll go nuts

— not really the jealous type but definitely the possessive type

— like he doesn’t get worked up about someone hitting on you, he knows you’re fine as fuck, but the second someone tries to touch you his arms are around you and he’s kissing you

— very much a gentleman

— he makes very misogynistic comments about your body but ultimately you’re a queen and you should never have to lift a finger

— always worshipping the ground you walk on

— definitely a stoner

— giggles at everything you do when he’s high and 100% smokes you out every chance he gets

— he just loves you so much he’d literally combust

eric

— isn’t really one for affection, private or public

— definitely runs his mouth to you

— but the second you get upset he’s crying begging you to stop being mad rubbing your feet

— a messy bitch for sure

— always stirring up drama in the friend group and sitting back watching it all go down with you

— would definitely scheme with you about starting beef

— views you as his queen but treats you as an equal (which is huge for him because everyone is below him)

— hates seeing you cry and would easily tell off whichever son of a bitch did it

— but also wouldn’t hesitate to bully you to the verge of tears

— makes up for it by offering you some of his cheesy poofs

— unspoken acts of affection for sure

— hates going out

— he’d much rather watch a comedy movie and shit on the plot with you

— the type to act like he hates you around his friends but the second you’re in a private setting he’s reminding you that he loves you

— possessive, jealous, protective, the big 3

— kind of like a chihuahua, all bark no bite

— probably also low key an alcoholic but never drunk to the point of being a lovey dovey bitch

butters

— the sweetest boyfriend ever

— panics every time you cry or are upset in any way

— even if he’s grounded he’ll still find a way to talk to you

— if there’s a screen there’s a way

— doesn’t really fall into any category

— kind of just exists, way too happy that you’re dating him to notice anything else

— the type to post you on every social media platform he has

— would shout from the rooftops about how much he loves you

— very acts of service

— would do anything you asked as long as you were happy

— gives you back rubs every night

— sleeps with his head on your chest because he loves to listen to your heartbeat

— physical touch too

— loves holding your hand and caressing your cheeks

— stares at you for hours like “wow i can’t believe my s/o is this perfect”

— makes sure your needs are taken care of before his

— constantly texting you to remind you that he loves you and that you’re perfect in every way

— good morning and goodnight paragraphs even if you live together

— loves you to the moon and back and wants everyone to know it

#stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #eric cartman x reader #butters stotch x reader #south park x reader

[ystrike1]

Kedakaki Ookami ha Bukiyou na Koi ni Oboreru - By Touko ikura (8/10)

The best part about this one is the villain, and that's really bad for a romance. The yandere is good. The princess protagonist is good. The art is good. It's so good that it loses the chance to become great.

Sheera and Leonheart are both great, smart, caring, attractive nobles. They don't have enough character flaws to be hot. Sheera is just a pretty princess and Leonheart is just another guy with red eyes.

The intrigue isn't bad but I think we can all agree the side characters are far more interesting than the main couple.

It's disappointing because the first page is such a banger. It's not the usual loveless marriage of convenience plot. Leonheart is taking over the country, by force, and he expects love from his new wife. A captured and terrified princess....but....

....that's not the actual plot...

This is the real villain. The entitled and spoiled prince Elnen. Elnen loses everything because he is obsessed with Sheera. His own father is disgusted by him. The royal family eventually abandons him. His evil scheme is born from an insane sense of entitlement...and love. Yes, this yandere villain does love the princess. He doesn't plan to abuse her. He thinks they will be the perfect couple, and yet she won't look his way.

What is the (sane) solution?

Clearly the right choice is ASSASSINATE HER FATHER AND CONVINCE HER TO HIDE IN YOUR CASTLE WITH YOU.

Sparks will surely fly when she's isolated from her friends and family!!!

Grief is the greatest aphrodisiac.

By the way Elnen isn't one of her fiancee candidates because he scared Sheera when he was a kid. His total disregard for her feelings and needs as a little girl frightened her so much. So much so that she removed him from her suitor list even after he "matured and became a good friend."

Her father's death makes her weak.

She almost agrees.

Sweet Leonheart steps in. He's been in love with her since childhood, but he's the better choice because umm...HE TOOK CONTROL OF THE COUNTRY SECONDS AFTER HER FATHER DIED. SO THE ONLY WAY FOR HER TO KEEP HER STATUS IS TO MARRY HIM. THE CONQUERING KING.

...but um he totally took over only to protect Sheera, because he noticed Elnen's vile intent. So he did that same vile thing but he's totally cool guys!!!

(Like, can the author please stop making Leonheart sound sweet and innocent??? This is a fully grown man with an army. Not some smuck.)

Leonheart manages to fend off Elnen by taking over...for a minute.

Elnen immediately uses secret letters to manipulate Sheera's mother. Who is also reeling from the death of her husband. Elnen tells her Sheera will die too, if she doesn't come hide in his super-safe castle.

Sheera screams at her mother. She cannot leave! It could cause a war. Points for some realism .

Sheera even tries to stab Leonheart, because she doesn't trust him.

He doesn't care.

It's pretty cool.

The plot is Sheera eventually realizes Leonheart isn't an evil yandere. He's a super devoted yandere. The safest kind!!!

She eventually calms down and marries him.

His yandere backstory is very lackluster and disappointing though. He fell for Sheera because um...she's a pretty princess that's it I guess.

Elnen is far more motivated, screwed up, and flawed. He's a terrible guy. Leonheart is much more reasonable....but where is the flavor???

Here is a snippet of the side story. Elnen has one ally. His beautiful assassin slave. She isn't his lover. She's more like a best friend, and she loves him unconditionally despite his big Sheera obsession.

Sheera declares she hates Elnen forever when the truth is out.

BUT.

She allows him to live. Not as a prince but as a humble man without a penny. Elnen turns over a new leaf, and a couple decades later he is in charge of a new orphanage...with that slave by his side.

Leonheart kinda felt empty and boring by the end.

Sheera is....good???

Good???

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #otome #Kedakaki Ookami ha Bukiyou na Koi ni Oboreru

[p0ssywhippedcream]

Hey girlll, it’s me again (at this point file a restraining order LMFAO😭) I quite literally had this idea right now- Zuko, Katara, and Reader (if you need to choose then waterbender?), are fighting Azula together, and reader takes the hit of lightning form Azula instea of Zuko to protect him (they have like A HUGE mutual pining too rn lol).

Later when they won and are at the palace, he visits her and says he wants to talk, and he says he was super scared and wouldn’t know how to live without her and confesses, and she says yes and says similar stuff and like they start dating.

THANK YOU SOO MUCH FOR YOUR WRITINGGGG- TAKE ALL THE TIME YOU NEED, JET LAG SUCKS DUDE, I SLEPT FOR LITERALLY 20 HOURS STRAIGHT ONE TIME LMAO. LOVE YOU GIRLLLL<333

"I'm okay, I swear!" You put your hand over his and it flexes on the bed, "I just need to rest, most of it was deflected by my water bending."

Zuko's thumb crawls out from underneath your palm and gently rubs the top of your hand, "But not all. You- you got hit by lightning, Y/n. You could have died."

You grunt as you shift on the bed, the bandages around your stomach preventing a fully comfortable position. "Yes, but I didn't. You don't have to worry, Zu, I'm not going anywhere."

And something about the way the light from the candle beside your bed catches your expression, casting such beautiful shadows on your reassuring smile, compels a heart-wrenching feeling inside Zuko. He needs you to know, in case he doesn't get a chance to say it again and because his overwhelming gratitude for your kindness towards him needs him to repay your pain with something almost as difficult to do.

"Y/n," He starts and despite the nerves, keeps his fiery gaze locked onto yours, "I- I can't lose you. I wouldn't know what to do."

You're a little taken aback, a rosy blush dancing with the firelight across your cheeks but you remain with that comforting smile of yours, "You'd keep being the good person you are, keep loving."

"I don't know if I could," He confesses with a small shiver down his spine knowing all he can tell you is the truth, "I don't think I can be a person at all without you. I can't live without you."

Your eyes widen, easy grin flattering and Zuko knows that rejection is coming, braces for it like he's in the presence of his father again until your soft hand is pulling his face closer and you're kissing him. You're kissing him slow and gentle, like leaves in a summer breeze but its your lips and it drives him crazy all the same. He presses a little more, molding his mouth against yours when a rushed exhale leaves your nose and he remembers your wound.

He pulls out of your reach, clutching the hand that drew him in as he checks your tummy and makes sure you're alright.

"Zuko," It comes out breathless and accompanied by a laugh, "I'd be more alright if you kiss me again."

So he does. A couple more times actually. And when you ask him to lay next to you in the bed as you sleep, no matter how red the idea makes him, he blows out the candle and tucks you in anyway. He watches your eyelashes flutter as little snores leave the lips that left him speechless and knows that he gets to watch you breathe in and breathe out, everyday for the rest of his life.

He wants to kiss your forehead but you're a light sleeper from your time with the Gaang so instead, he opts to kiss you tomorrow. And the tomorrow after that, and the one after that too. And he gets to kiss you and hold you and watch you breathe for the rest of his life, knowing how deep the love of yours goes as he traces a lighting bolt into the sheet beneath him.

#zuko #zuko x reader #zuko fluff #atla zuko #atla zuko x reader #atla zuko fluff #alta zuko x reader fluff #zuko x reader fluff #avatar the last airbender #avatar the last airbender fluff #atla fluff #avatar the last airbender zuko #avatar the last airbender zuko x reader #atla x reader #atla x reader fluff #avatar the last airbender zuko x reader fluff #avatar the last airbender x reader fluff #Zuko atla #Zuko fluff #Zuko #Zuko x reader #Zuko x reader fluff #alta Zuko #atla Zuko fluff #oph.anons #oph.peaches #oph.thoughts #oph.posts

[ceilidho]

not really lewdness but still hot…

When in public instead of holding your hand or an arm around your shoulders Ghost would hold the nape of your neck as to not lose you.

Not super into PDA, the only thing he consistently does is just loom over you, like just imagine you see a cutie at the bar and your like ‘hm I’ll try my chances.’ Only to see this huge behemoth of a man with a skull balaclava looming over the pretty girl staring at you with ‘do you really wanna try that’ eyes.

Also side note

I love it when big scary military men are also scared and intimidated by Ghost, it like does something to me. Just 😌😌

this is exactly Ghost 2 me lol

Hand on the nape of your neck, steering you around the bar when you go out together. Always a silent, looming presence at your side or behind you; only leaves you with Soap when he needs to go out for a smoke, and then when he comes back, he's extra rough for a split second when he yanks you back to your table, doesn't even acknowledge Soap when he drags you off (Soap just wrinkles his nose like he smelt something bad and laughs at you).

Obviously no one really knows who this girl is at the bar because it's not common knowledge that Ghost's got a girl, but someone only has to make the mistake once of asking to buy you a drink.

Cue a big hand slamming down a beer between the two of you (it sloshes over the rim and kind of spills on the guy's hand, the glass actually just missing his fingers where he was trying to graze them over the back of your hand) and Ghost bluntly stating, "Here. Now piss off."

#cod mw2 #ceil writing #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #ghost/reader #simon riley x you #cod simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost cod

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

hey!! idk if your requests are open, but i’d die for a secretive (smutty??) jason grace x fem!daughter of poseidon fic where everyone is scared about two of the big three children being together so they have to hide their relationship ya feel?

✮⋆˙ greek tragedy; jason grace x daughter of poseidon! reader blurb

content: jason grace x daughter of poseidon! reader warning: super fun fluff and then i smack you in the face with angst, HE JUST MAKES ME SAD- author's note: something something doomed by the narrative something something nothing can change the story something something i apologize something something

children of the big three are dangerous. powerful. apart, they're terrifying. together, they're unstoppable.

chiron always told you this, originally meant as a proverb to keep you looking after your brother. then, it became a warning to keep you away from the son of jupiter who held your attractions - jason grace. he could tell you liked the boy and borderline forbid it, warning you that it was bound to end poorly. doomed fate and whatnot.

but when have you ever listened to authority?

in fact, sneaking around with the grace boy was more fun. the losing of clothes in each other's cabins. the passionate make out sessions behind the stables or hidden deep in the woods. the fleeting touching of hands as you passed each other, playing it off as accidental shoulder bumping. it was electric and rippling. it was just so you and jason.

and the hiding didn't mean you guys loved each other any less. as proven by the day that news of jason's death came. the scream that left your mouth must have been heard all the way from olympus to the deepest darkest pits of tartarus. your tears rivaled your father's ocean in quantity. your anger could have given ares a run for his money. your grief could have had the fates regretting their decisions.

maybe chrion was more prognosticate than he let on. he was right; the daughter of poseidon and son of jupiter ended poorly - ended in tragedy. one laying in wait for the other to come home, knowing they never will. the other wishing they could have gone home, wishing for a chance to say goodbye, knowing it'd never come.

apparently, they were just another greek tragedy, just another story to be told to warn future demigods.

moral of the story? you tell me.

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo #jason grace #jason grace x reader

[starry-nights-garden]

Ateez Reaction ✧ You distancing yourself because you like them and don’t want to get hurt

✧ Ateez all members x reader ✧ genre: reaction, comfort, angst ✧ warnings: none

Hongjoong:

he’s pretty quick to catch on to what’s going on

he knows that his interest in you is mutual, because you’ve been getting closer and closer these days, until suddenly you wouldn’t text him back anymore or respond to his calls

first he thought it was because of something he did wrong, but after talking about it with a trusted friend he figured it has nothing to do with him

so now he set his mind to do anything he needs to do to gain your trust

will give you space but also try to approach you by himself

eventually he will tell you how he feels and just be open and honest with you, hoping that you would do the same for him

Seonghwa:

super confused by your sudden change in behaviour

you were getting along so well and he was really getting his hopes up, and suddenly you turn the other way???

is put off but can’t bring himself to stay away from you, so he will try to reach out to you

if you keep avoiding and ignoring his multiple attempts to get your affection back, he will eventually figure you’re not interested anymore and move on

it will probably take a mutual friend to sit down and have a conversation with both of you separately to make it clear what the respective other is going through

he’s willing to give it another chance under the premise that he wants you two to be honest with each other so he can give you reassurance whenever your fears take over

Yunho:

just like Seonghwa he will be so confused at first

I feel like he wouldn’t give up on you though, unless he receives a definite rejection from you

will try to give you subtle signs that he likes you and wants to be with you

might get frustrated in the beginning, but will quickly move on to try to understand you better and give you the reassurance you need

he’ll try to act casually around you and treat you more like a friend, so you can get comfortable enough around him to come to trust him naturally

eventually he’ll break down your fears without you even noticing, until suddenly you’re already in each other’s arms and making out

Yeosang:

he knows you like him too from how you’ve spent hours chatting well into the night on multiple occasions and from the way you look at him when he’s around

I feel like you being so affectionate would make him feel a bit shy, but as soon as you suddenly start distancing yourself he’ll feel the need to take the lead and to give you a sense of security

he’ll figure you’re scared of something and that you didn’t suddenly lose interest

so he will carefully try to talk to you casually until he sees an opening to ask to meet up for a more serious conversation

will definitely try to talk it out with you, confessing that he really enjoys spending time with you and that he doesn’t want to lose you

San:

he’s caught as off-guard when you suddenly turn your back on him as the other members are

lies awake at night to try to figure out what he could’ve done to make you suddenly act like this, and though he can’t quite put his finger on what the cause of you turning away could be, he figures he’ll just have to do better from now on

is super sweet to you from now on and even more confused when that only makes you distance yourself further

he realizes he’ll have to do something quick if he doesn’t want to lose you so he sends you a message pouring all his feelings for you into his words and then prays

will be more than willing to help you with your fear of getting hurt if you let yourself fall in love if you want that too

Mingi:

I feel like he might actually be a bit insecure about this issue as well, so when he realizes you have the same problem he might actually feel relieved, because that means you can understand each other well

is definitely very careful and tries not to overthink if you ignore his messages for a while

that doesn’t mean he isn’t hurt by it though

this might turn sour real quick if you both don’t make an effort to be honest with each other and to try to build trust in each other

just as much as he wants to reassure you, he will also need some reassurance from you

with good communication and consideration of the other’s feelings you’ll be able to work it all out eventually though

Wooyoung:

just like the others he’ll be caught off-guard when you try to distance yourself

obviously he’ll be confused and hurt for a second, but he’s also Jung Wooyoung

you think the guy is gonna leave you alone and give you some peace once you try to walk out on him? Think again

he’s gonna be so annoyingly affectionate but so adorable at the same time

because behind his constant attempts to flirt with you there’s just a pure adoration for you and the need to keep you around no matter what

now if behaviour like that scares you off, now is the time to tell him

but if not he will make sure to sweep you off your feet continuously every single day until he has convinced even the last cell in your body that he wants you and that he means it

charming the anxiety out of your system? if anyone can do it it’s him

Jongho:

as soon as you go from being super friendly with him to shutting him out, he will probably distance himself as well

not because he’s being petty, but because he realizes you might need space now and he knows there’s no use in rushing things

so he waits and gives you time until you feel safe enough to come talk to him again

won’t push you, but if you remain silent for longer than he can bear, he will eventually reach out to you, wanting to talk it out with you

he’ll listen to what you have to say in case you’re ready to talk about your fear of getting hurt

but if not then he’ll suggest just staying friends for now, secretly hoping you will be comfortable enough around him one day so he can ask you to go out with him without having to fear rejection

#ateez reactions #ateez fluff #ateez angst #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #reactions #angst #comfort

[nishiyako]

Distractions (NSFW)

Paring : College!Izuku x College!Reader

Tags : Riding, Creampie, Teasing, Sloppy kisses, Sexual Tension, Pervy Deku

Summary : You decide to make a move on your little college campus crush. arranging a private study session with him, knowing your grades are above average. You have no idea how long he's been waiting for this.

Izuku was a boy that you had a few classes with. You both had the same college course, but your schedule and his would rarely match. You only saw him a couple of times every week, but even with the slightest glance, you could tell how attractive he was.

Izuku always looked so serious, yet he still had an inviting bubbly aura you couldn't get enough of. If you we're lucky enough to sit beside him, you'd hear his soft voice muttering to himself.

His emerald green eyes matched with his fluffy hair, which made him look so innocent. Of course, looks could be deciding.

You'd catch him maybe staring at your thighs when you wore your skinny jeans or when you'd bend over to take something out of your bag, he'd steal a glance of that fuckable ass of yours. looking away quick enough so you wouldn't catch him being the secret pervert he was.

You, on the other hand, you weren't scared. He'd catch you staring, yet you wouldn't look away. You cherished every second of eye contact, losing yourself in his innocent-looking eyes.

Every moment that he'd look away, his cheeks would glow red, his heart beating as if he just ran a marathon. It brought a smile to your face every time.

It was almost time for graduation, and you didn't want to make this little class crush go to waste. Since fainals were around the corner, you reasoned that would be a good enough reason, right?

Your grades were fine, above average even. But maybe a little study session will make all that waiting worth it.

"You need... my help?" He quoted you, repeating it to ask you if you were serious. "Mhm," you hummed, confirming. He looked perplexed like you got the wrong person to ask. Your grades were better than his after all, so why would you need help?

"My grades have been steadily decling, and yours have been rising, so I feel like I could learn a thing or two from you," you reasoned, his eyebrows raised as your point sounded right. and plus a pretty girl like you asking him specifically? He'd be an idiot to say no.

You exchanged numbers as he texted you his building number and room as you parted your ways agreeing on 5:30 PM, right after classes.

You arrived at his doorstep wearing a miniskirt with a snug sweater. You knocked on his door as you waited for a response. He opened it almost immediately.

He was wearing just some basic white shirt with some Grey sweatpants, Grey sweatpants? Genius. Maybe he knew, or maybe he didn't, but the neutral hue complimented his bulge perfectly. You felt your legs squirm just at the sight.

"Hey, you actually came," he said with a chuckle at the end of his sentence, "I'd be an idiot not to." You said. He welcomed you in as you removed your shoes and put them beside the door.

His dorm was clean, and it was simple. Nothing really caught your attention, though it was impressive that he had it to himself, unlike you. You had to share with 3 other people.

"So which ones' your bedroom?" You asked, "Oh no need for that! The living room is fine. plus my room is super messy!" He kept listing reasons with a panick in his voice that was until you turned a knob.

His room was filled with All-Might and hero memorabilia. It was adorable. a slight giggle escaped your lips as his soul escaped his, "I think it's cool," you said, reassuring him. He didn't have to say anything for you to know that he was embarrassed

Izuku thinks that he's ruined his chances, but little did he know it just made you more interested. You should've guessed he was a fan with his All-might pens and notebooks he used during lectures.

Well, what's done it done. You both sat down as you started working through some problems with him.

He used the latest tests as a base, ofcoure you aced all of them, but it was adorable watching his serious expressions. The way his hands gripped the pen or his voice when he'd start to mutter.

And it's not like you did all the admiring. The way your thighs peaked out of your short skirt did something to him, fainally letting him get a good glimpse of them.

Or when you would chew on the tip of your pen, or when you'd move closer to hear him better, or even if your hands would just lightly graze eachothers. Everything you did made that bulge in his pants grow.

It became more obvious as his sentences started to shorten, and he started to find it difficult to find the right words.

"Do I... distract you?" You asked. you leaned closer to him, lips barely touching. You stared into his emerald green eyes as he stared into yours, "No, not at all," he lied. His heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Okay, maybe a bit." He confessed. He averted his eyes almost instantly. You pulled his face to face you as you went in for a kiss.

As soon as Izuku felt your lip against his, he dropped his pen on the table. He was shocked at the sudden show of interest he didn't know what to do.

Fainally feeling your soft lips against his, your hand on his thigh. He didn't know what to do. You pulled away, looking at him with bedroom eyes. "Do you want me to stop?" You asked with a slight panick in your voice.

"Please don't." He pleaded as you found his hands wandered around your waist. His scared arms hugged you tightly as you got out of your seat to straddle his lap.

You kissed him once more, this time he melted to your touch as you grinded on his obvious buldge, only thin layers of fabrics separated you from each other.

You have no idea how long he's waited for this. All those nights you left him wondering while stroking himself to the thought of you, you were more than just a cute collage girl to him.

Once he took off your top, he realized that his imagination really didn't do you any justice. His eyes traced every detail and curve on your body, taking time to memorize everything about you.

Your hand traveled down his sweatpants, knocking him out of his trance. You pushed down his clothes to reveal him rock hard just by a few of your sweet, sloppy kisses.

You grinded over him. You saw his shocked expression as he realized you weren't wearing your panties. Were they off this whole time? It didn't matter. Before he knew it, his tip was already inside you.

His hands grabbed around your waist to unzip the skirt you were wearing. The fabric got tossed to the floor as he admired your cute cunt.

"Whenever you're ready," you said. his arms clinging to your waist as he nodded as a signal, his face buried in between your cute tits.

You took him in so well. You felt him twitch once you fully took him in. Your hips grinded against him, keeping the friction alive until you started to bounce up and down on his shaft.

Your hands messed with his soft green hair, tugging it when you felt like it. The sharp pains sent jolts up his spine, and his whiney moans were everything.

Your sounds were more reserved. Only making noise when it hit your sweet spot. He was smart about it. He realized the pattern and shift of movements.

His hands held your hips in place, forcing you to stop only to thrust into you without a warning. He kept hitting that perfect spot as a variety of lewd sounds slipped through your lips.

He wore that same focused expression. He was hyper focused on you and only you. The way your legs would shake every time he thrusted into you, the quiver your lips made when you moaned, the way your hands would explore whis body under his shirt.

You were a smart student, yet this boy rendered your brain useless. fucking you till you couldn't think straight could be his new addiction.

We wonder what it takes to please a girl like you, so needy and such a tease. He wanted to see how much of a hot mess you could become just from him.

Your fluids started to drip down your thighs as his hands started to grip at the flesh of your hips. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten as your moanes grew louder, and his thrusts got sloppy.

You couldn't take it anymore, your arms wrapped around his neck as he kept working his hips into you, His hand reached your lower back as he pushed you down onto him, filling you up.

Your whines became borderline screams as you took him so well, you felt the knot in your stomach snap as your legs trembled around his cock.

"So I'll see you tomorrow?" He asked. You stood at his door frame about to leave, "Yea, consider it a date, " you said, putting on your shoes. You kissed him on the cheek as a goodbye before walking down the dorm building hallway.

#mha smut #deku x reader #deku x you #deku x y/n #izuku midoryia x you #izuku smut #izuku midoria x reader

[nqmonarch]

Red Flags in HSR Characters

I have a problem of simping for the most red flagged characters except I can't handle red flags. Like violence makes me nope the fuck out of any relationship, I am so scared of getting hurt in any way, shape, or form. In real life I'm fucking terrified of being manipulated into being dependent on someone because I've experienced that shit and it isn't fun. Hate being insulted, degraded, all of that.

But the red flagged characters are just too cool???

Like Dr. Ratio, sure he's a pompous shit and would probably end up degrading you which I hate but he's so cool?! So I need to find some way to make him into this weird yellow flag without making myself into some super genius because no way is that gonna happen.

So instead put him in like a tutor AU, he's teaching you and when you get something wrong he gives you such a side ways insult. Like it takes a minute to realize it's an insult, it's worded in such a creative peculiar way. The second it registers you begin doing ten times worse on every question. It doesn't take long for him to realize that being told you're shit isn't inspiring to everyone. So he takes a... kinder approach. He's still a hard ass and strict but he's actively trying to do better and you can tell, when he starts a sentence suddenly stops and then brings that sentence in a completely different direction. You both end up learning. You end up learning the material and he ends up learning how to be somewhat better at dealing with people whose ideal day isn't being insulted.

Then there's the aeons. i simp for all of them, like how can you not??? Especially Nanook (using he/him pronouns for Nanook), Yaoshi, IX, and Aha. Now first off IX isn't a red flag IX is a lovely little black hole who I will defend with my life. But the other three??? They're as red as a stop sign.

Like sure, Nanook would probably destroy you the first chance he gets. Maybe Nanook is the destruction because he wants to be destroyed. I, I don't know man. Like he's so beautiful but how the hell do you even write romance with him? That isn't just like destroying the love interest.

Maybe he's had an insatiable urge to destroy everything ever since the dawn of his existence and he can't remember why. He's always been filled with rage, hatred, toward everything that's existed. Then he sees you and it all comes rushing back toward him. Your death, the hole it filled, the only thing that could really be blamed was the universe. It was everyone and everything's fault. So he would destroy it all to protect you.

Still a red flag but man I'm trying my best, no matter what Nanook will always be a red flag. Yaoshi on the other hand... surely there's a way I can make Yaoshi into a yellow flag after all they just want to help.

Yaoshi who would save your entire planet, heal every individual part of the ecosystem and every person, just to see you smile. They would ask nothing in return and instead remain by your side, enjoying the beautiful of the world. Then the mara strikes, people begin to lose their minds and themselves and you're left to beg them for a way to reverse this. But this is the price of life.

Yaoshi assures you that this is natural but they still watch on in horror as you inevitably succumb to the mara as well. Only then do they try to figure out how to fix it.

The further I get the more hopeless I become. Then there's Aha...

They probably found you entertaining at first, a human full of surprises and excitement, someone that could survive any trial. Then you grew on them a bit more and they found himself becoming attached. Aha wasn't supposed to be attached but this of course just makes an opportunity for more entertainment! Now they're actually invested and can experience the nail biting tension of all this drama!

Just another form of entertainment, it'll be a shame when you're gone though.

Then there's all the other beautiful red flags Ruan Mei, Jing Liu, Blade, Luocha, and Aventurine and Sunday seem like red flags as well even though they're not out. Like if bad to date why do I want to date?

Their red flags are a part of them and it's hard to work around it, so sometimes you just gotta embrace it. Life's rough man. In the end it's my fault for liking red flags. I'll just stick to Jing Yuan for now, peak husband material.

#reader insert #hsr x reader #red flags #dr. ratio x reader #dr. ratio #aeons x reader #aeons #nanook x reader #yaoshi x reader #aha x reader

[fairydustblossom]

losing control {part 3}

azriel x reader

summary: you and azriel have been best friends for decades. giving romance a chance takes some time to figure out.

category: angst, slow-burn, friends-to-lovers (kinda)

word count: 1.8k

warnings: nudity

notes: yayy here’s part three! FINALLY i’m so sorry for the wait life got super busy,,, but grab your popcorn and get comfy cause this got angsty and dramatic real quick. let me know what you think ;) hope y’all enjoy!

{part 1} | {part 2} | {part 4} | {part 5}

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Later that night, naked limbs tangled together and shadows settled around you both, you felt calm, sated, and full again. Your chest was pressed up against Azriel’s, your body laying half on top of his, and your head tucked into the crook of his neck. One of his arms was wrapped around you, his hand resting in the intersection of your lower back, hip, and ass. His other hand was playing with the hand that was resting on his chest. Playing with the ring on your thumb and every few minutes he would give you a kiss, alternating between hand, forehead, and lips. 

Once your breaths evened out, falling into rhythm with one another, you heard a sigh come out of him. Azriel was fighting an internal battle on whether to bring up his remaining concerns from earlier. It seemed like the Gwyn situation had been worked through, and he felt reassured of your feelings for him, but he still felt like you had been holding back. You had clearly been upset about something other than Gwyn, he didn’t need his spymaster abilities to figure that out. He knew you. Could read the look in your eyes, your facial expressions, your body language. He was sure of it but he did not want to break the, what felt like, fragile peace that had settled around you. 

You lifted your head and stared at him. Noticing that he was thinking about something, on the verge of speaking. You waited and when nothing came from him you asked, “What's wrong?” 

A few more seconds of silence before he pulled your head back down to lay on him, tangling his hand in your hair. He sighed again before saying in a soft, low voice, “I still feel like you’re holding something back... what happened with Gwyn was this morning... and I think you've been avoiding me since yesterday.. Cassian said you skipped training too, which you never do… I know you said we are okay… but you weren't okay earlier.” 

The vulnerability in his voice made your resolve crumble within seconds. You always felt like you could tell Azriel everything, why would this be any different? You took a deep breath in to prepare yourself. You were ready to tell him what you wanted out of your relationship. If he didn’t want the same… well… you just didn’t know what you would do.

To avoid any form of eye contact, you scooted further into his neck and tightened your hold on him. “I guess… I guess I haven’t been okay.” His body tensed up and his grip on your waist tightened, remaining silent to give you the time needed to prepare your words.  

You were finding it hard to continue voicing your feelings. You knew Azriel would feel hurt, and maybe a little scared, but you needed to be honest. You just hoped he didn’t shut you out.

“I think I need more.” Azriel pulled away to look down at your face with furrowed brows.

“What do you mean you need more?” He asked, his voice already losing its softness reserved for you and being replaced with the hardness associated with the shadowsinger.

His tone made you feel slightly panicked. You were struggling with expressing yourself and already you felt that it was coming out wrong.

“That came out wrong,” you quickly replied, skepticism filling his eyes. “I mean I just need more from us.”

At that, he sat up putting distance between the two of you. You felt exposed as his shadows left your naked body and went over to their master. Buzzing around him and starting to hide him from you, his stony face the only part of him you could see clearly. 

“Y/N,” he said “What. does. that. mean?” 

Azriel felt sick once again. He felt fear running through his body, an icy feeling spreading. What did you mean by that? Earlier you had reassured him that everything was okay and now you wanted, no, needed more. Were you bored? Was he not enough anymore? How could you even say that after the night you just had. He knew he didn’t deserve you, and had battled a long time with that thought, but he had convinced himself he could be enough for you. He felt like a dagger had pierced his heart, a rushing noise filling his ears. Internally, he prayed to the gods that you weren’t about to end the two of you, but worked to hide every emotion on his face, falling back to his impenetrable spymaster seriousness.

He could read the panic in your eyes. Eyes wide, mouth tightly shut as you tried breathing deeply through your nose, cheeks tinted, hair disheveled. Gods, every muscle in his body itched, begged him to move closer to you, to wrap you up in his arms and caress you until you calmed down again. But he couldn’t, he wouldn’t. 

“I don’t want to be a secret anymore Az '' you finally said gaze drifting down to your hands. “It’s  hard just standing there when others are flirting with you, it’s hard feeling like I’m hiding such a big part of my life from our friends, our family,  it's hard to pretend we aren’t together when all I want is for everyone to know.” 

His body relaxed slightly at your admission but his unease did not fully subside.

He stayed silent, unable to think of what to say. He thought you wanted the same thing he did. He wasn’t ready to share your relationship with everyone else. He didn’t fully have an answer as to why, but he felt that things would change if everyone knew. You could be used against him, he was a hated male in many lands after all. Your friends would tease the both of you. Maybe they would try convincing you of why dating him was a bad idea. He wasn’t ready. He didn’t even know how to be in a proper relationship, not after spending all his life pinning after the wrong people. The only real romantic connections he had ever shared had been secret affairs that ended before they could even properly begin. Nothing had ever blossomed the way your romance had. 

The secrecy of your relationship was also a way to protect himself. He didn’t think he could survive a break up after having told all your friends. He doesn’t know how he would be able to carry on like normal after having lost the best thing to have ever happened to him in his 500 years. Keeping your relationship secret helped him keep these two realities separate. If you were to end, he could pretend nothing from his professional or social life had truly changed. 

Goosebumps rose along your arms at his silence. You had been scared of Azriel’s reaction, but  part of you didn’t really believe that he would reject the idea. You believed he cared for you and he reassured you with his actions everyday. So why wasn’t he responding? Did he truly not want to publicly be associated with you in a romantic way? 

“Azriel?” you asked in an attempt to get an answer out of him. His unrelenting stare making you feel small and vulnerable. You wrapped your arms around yourself to cover your bare body from him. 

A muscle in his jaw moved before he said “I don’t want that.” 

All the different scenarios of how wrong it could go were consuming his thoughts, making him unaware of the cold and distant way in which he had just spoken to you.

Your eyes welled up with tears. “But why? Why is it so bad for our friends to know? Why don’t you want to claim me the way I want to claim you?” You were becoming more agitated with every question, his refusal to meet your eyes now as he stared at the wall behind you filling you with pain and anger.

“I’m not ready for that yet” Azriel replied, hoping that would be enough of an answer for you to understand. He wasn’t ready to have this conversation with you yet. Of course, he wanted everyone to know you were his, and only his. He didn’t enjoy watching males around Velaris trying to catch your attention, but he cherished the bubble of love and happiness you were in right now. He didn’t mind putting up with other males if it meant keeping your relationship just as it was. 

“Is that all you can really say, Az?” you asked, your voice sounding weak to your ears as you tried to keep the tremble out of it.

“It should be enough of an answer” his response came with no hesitation.

The speed of his answer made the warmth that had settled around you both from earlier fully disappeared. Cold seeped into your body but before it could settle in you, you shot up out of bed, glaring at Azriel . How dare he treat you with such little regard after asking you to be honest.

“It’s not, Azriel. Not for me. Not anymore” you spat out, hoping he would put up a fight, give you a real reason as to why you were hiding from everyone. The silence you were met with made the tightness around your throat worsen. The realization that Azriel wasn’t fighting for you, or even attempting to explain himself left you feeling numb. You could see him, feel him, retreating from you. Part of you wanted to take it back, soothe him, but you wouldn’t allow yourself to. You would not let any male treat you less than what you deserved. 

Azriel calmly stood up, back facing you, wings flaring in all their majesty, shadows swarming around him to cover his exposed body. He turned his head slightly to look at you.

“Then you want more than I can give you” he murmured before winnowing away. 

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Back in his room, Azriels knees finally gave out. What the fuck had he just done? He couldn’t believe how he had treated you. He felt like a coward. Had he just ended things? How had he manage to fuck this up. How did his fear of losing you turn into a reality?

He didn’t know whether to scream or cry, angry tears welling in his eyes. He wanted to be enough for you. Gods, he wanted that more than anything but he knew you deserved better and he couldn’t help but think that this was for the best. 

He bit his inner cheeks to keep his emotions in check. To feel any other pain than the one he felt in his chest right now. He let his shadows comfort him as he forced himself to go numb, to block all his emotions. He carried himself over to bed, and fell asleep into a deep slumber, not wanting to feel or think anymore. 

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[moronkombat]

Baraka needs some more love for sure. Can I request some sfw and nsfw headcanons please? Thank you again! Super excited to see what you write! ❤️ You can write him however you want!

it is time

SFW

Baraka has lost everything and everyone. He may not have yet lost himself completely but there not much left to lose

Finding a partner after the death of his family not even a thought in his mind

He had come to accept his role as leader of those afflicted with this sickness.

The other choice was to lay down and die and there many moments in the past where Baraka thought that would he should do but never did he commit

Acceptance of his disease the only solace found for a long and lonely time

He'd never dreamed to be meeting somebody like you

It had not been instantaneous, nothing of the sort. Just a chance encounter to slowly becoming acquaintances over time

The two of you work together, trying to benefit the people in the colony he leads

You were the only one willing to bring supplies. Everyone else is far too fearful but you wanted to help

That is essential in Baraka's partner. They must be helping and kind. He has been hated by many so a glimpse of kindness really catches his attention

It is that kindness that blooms his attraction to you but he is reserved with this new feeling

Baraka is very aware of his situation and health. This holds him back from approaching a potential partner and, instead pines for them quietly

He is so touch starved, unable to make contact with anyone really

Then he looks to you and how desperately he wants to hold you in his arms. Baraka wonders what you'd feel like close to him or if you would be worried he's mutations would cut you

Baraka never intends to know as he will not approach his partner first. He would be eternally pining for you in despair

So his partner must be willing to seek out Baraka's company instead and even then there is hesitation

He is exceptionally cautious with his partner, almost refusing to make physical contact with you

It not that he doesn't want to touch you, he very much so does. He wants that more than anything but he is scared

Baraka needs a partner who can validate his apprehensions and truly listen to them

There are many emotions hiding inside him and to have a partner slowly bring them to the surface and then just let him release them is a true gift

Slowly Baraka begins to indulge in those ghostly touches as time goes on

They are very light and subtle, just lightly brushing his hand to yours and this is how things will continue for sometime

His partner must be very patient and understanding with him especially when he apologies for his hesitation

It is during one of those apologies where a first kiss is shared. While his disease has mangled his face, his partner will still find ways to normalize all the typical physical sensations lovers engage in

Baraka cannot kiss you but you can kiss him. Lips places against teeth while hands hold each other dearly

How he reciprocates the gesture is to lay his forehead against your own. He does this to feel close and exposed to you

Baraka is a very caring lover but also shy and reserved in his affections

He does worry about his partner's safety and health, terrified that he will condemn you to death just as his wife and children were

A resilient partner helps settle those constant fears and when he feels your hands hold his and your lips against his teeth, the world feels a bit safer

He is also very protective of you but not suffocatingly so. He would prefer for you not to participate in dangerous situations but just you being next to him could be considered dangerous

Baraka becomes anxious when you are away from him. He worries that you may not return, that something may happened to you. He is so used to losing that it will take him time to accept that you are here to stay

NSFW

He is not immune to the call of pleasure. He too is but a man and one so desperate to feel the touch of another

Yet Baraka still hesitant and careful but he cannot help himself from trembling under your touch

He longs for you, taking in your scent as he holds you close

Wild thoughts circle in this head about what hides from him under those fabrics you wear

Hands seem to grip onto tighter but it is a merely fleeting second before he withdraws from you

Yet he cannot ignore the lust in his loins and so he masturbates quite frequently

He makes sure he is completely and utterly alone, not wanting anyone to discover this indecent sin

He is very vocal when masturbating, grunting and groaning as he hand pumps and squeezes

Baraka thinks of all he wishes to experience with you and how he wishes to explore your body

He will masturbate for quite sometime, going multiple rounds in one setting until finally he is sated

Still, Baraka is quiet about these ever lingering desires. He does not approach you with them

It is only when you catch him pleasuring himself that he can no longer hide

His partner is happy to help Baraka relieve himself, your lips coming to wrap so snug around his girthy length

Baraka is a rather large fan of receiving oral. He cannot get enough of your cheeks hollowed out around him or those gagging noises you make as he thrusts his hips

Prefers to cum on your tongue and face, painting you oh so sticky and then watching as you lick his cock clean

Baraka's tempo in the bedroom tends to shift and vary

He often starts out tamed and even, fucking his partner missionary so that he feels close and intimate with them

It does not last, however. Blood is pumping and his thoughts become so corrupted

He moves faster, harder and with command. The grunts become snarls and his grip on your hips begin to bruise

Baraka's sense of control is thrown to the win, his bestial and carnivorous fury taking hold of his mind

He is fueled to breed you, to fill you up again and again with his seed and Baraka has lost himself

You are fucked like a whore, like a dog, with him driving into you from behind and a hand at the back of your head forcing you down

He finishes inside you again and again, ravaging all that you are

Once he has finally drained himself empty the madness subsides and his senses return

Baraka will cradle you in his arms then, holding you close as you two lay together

#mortal kombat #mk1 2023 #mortal kombat fanworks #mortal kombat headcanons #mk1 #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat smut #mk baraka #baraka x reader

[gojoluvs]

MIII… miiii……. Would you do headcannons for Gojo??? I’m interested in the way you potray him, feel like he’s gonna be mean but super emotional and goey nside😭😭😭

Okay idk if you’re talking about Forever yours Gojo or not but im hoping it is him so here are some head cannons!!!

Forever yours Gojo headcannons

SFW

FY Gojo! will always try to find ways to subtly touch or be close to the reader, whether it's casually resting his hand on their shoulder or placing his hands on your waist.

FY Gojo! Despite his tough exterior, Gojo enjoys cuddling and holding his significant other close, relishing in the warmth and comfort of their embrace.

FY Gojo! finds comfort in your arms, knowing that you're the one who can chase away his nightmares and bring him peace.

FY Gojo! who always makes sure you are comfortable and taken care of, even at the expense of his own comfort.

FY Gojo! constantly watches the reader from afar, admiring their beauty and kindness, but can never find the courage to express his true feelings.

FY Gojo! puts on a facade of indifference and coldness, but deep down he yearns for the reader's touch and warmth.

FY Gojo! who battles with his own emotions, trying to push you away to protect you from the dangers of his world.

FY Gojo! who hates to see you not eat

FY Gojo! secretly tells your maid to look after you when hes not home.

FY Gojo! would love to wipe your tears with his thumb

FY Gojo! pretends to fall asleep first just so he could feel you caress him

FY Gojo! loves to watch you sleep, loves the way you scrunch up your nose when you’re dreaming.

FY Gojo! has secret admirers at his office

FY Gojo! imagines himself being able to show you off at his office to shut up his little fangirls

FY Gojo! loves your perfume

FY Gojo! purposely removes his shirt just to see the way you nervously fidget around him

FY Gojo! who hates to admit it but when he comes home and sees you deep in conversation with your maid and a smile plastered on your face, makes his day.

FY Gojo! a bit possessive, always wanting to be near the reader and holding their hand whenever they're out in public.

FY Gojo! who would love to see you as a mother one day, even if its not with him.

FY Gojo! in a conversation with geto makes subtle suggestions for him to move out of the way so he can catch a glimpse of the reader.

FY Gojo! loves when you wear dresses that show off your curves

FY Gojo! loves to hold your cheek when he goes in for a kiss

FY Gojo! He also loves when the reader wears his oversized shirts, finding them irresistibly cute.

FY Gojo! can't help but be amazed by the reader's elegance and charm.

FY Gojo! And despite your height difference, he loves when the reader wears heels, relishing in the fact that he's still taller than them.

NSFW!

FY Gojo! loves to see the way you squirm under his body.

FY Gojo! loves to dominate you and make you beg for more

FY Gojo! loves your boobs, and literally cannot wait when you get pregnant to see them double in size.

FY Gojo! favorite position is missionary to see the readers pretty face

FY! Gojo who would love to eat you out but is secretly too scared to ask you

FY Gojo! is a kinky bastard and loves to experiment with different toys and positions.

FY Gojo! is a bit of an exhibitionist and gets turned on by the thought of having sex in public places.

FY Gojo! has a thing for hair pulling and biting during sex, and he loves leaving marks on your skin to remind you that you're his.

FY Gojo! has a bit of a breeding kink, getting incredibly turned on at the thought of getting you pregnant and seeing your body change as you carry his child.

FY Gojo! loves to tease and edge you until you're begging for release.

FY Gojo! is obsessed with your scent and can't resist burying his face in your neck whenever he gets the chance.

FY Gojo! has a weakness for your moans and begs, causing him to lose control and give you everything you desire.

FY Gojo! has a fascination with your body, constantly admiring and exploring every inch of it with his hands and mouth.

if you want any more headcannons for any other of my stories lmk! i’d be glad to do it

#gojo headcanons #forever yours gojo #satoru gojo #gojo smut #gojo fluff

[silverflqmes]

໒⦂ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑.

notes. genshin boys as songs from taylor swift’s album, lover, super sorry for misreading your request mikan, i hope this one is better for you!

genre. fluff + angst

for @alatushours <3

ft. xiao, kazuha kaedehara, albedo, scaramouche ( wanderer / kabukimono / kunikuzushi / balladeer )

tw. implied alcohol consumption ( scaramouche’s ), implications and discussions of abandonment issues.

gender neutral! reader

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. the archer.

+ about. the archer tells the story of someone’s anxiety, inner suffering and insecurities. while they have had their fair share of the upper hand in a situation, they’ve also been in a more vulnerable, hunted position. relationships are hard to hold onto, as most of their enemies started off as friends

+ xiao has lived a long time, having gone from a peaceful life among his yaksha allies — whom he called his friends. in the present, those friends are no longer, having become corrupted with karma and the after effects of the cataclysm, which had left him with no choice but to fulfill his duty as the remainder of the five. on the outside, the conqueror of demons stands as a symbol of strength and protection for the people of liyue, a hope for a karma-free region. yet, there stood somebody who always seemed to see right through him, who saw through the stable front he put on for everyone. he found it stupid that you did, but deep down it scared him. xiao once wondered who could ever leave him, but now.. it’s who could stay? it strained his chances at new friendships, at relationships — at letting somebody into his life. yet you paved a path towards him, through all the karma that follows and bathes him under the moonlight, and reach out for him to hold onto you.

+ “i’ve been the archer.. i’ve been the prey..”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. daylight.

+ about. daylight tells the story of a person who has been stuck in what feels like a never ending dark night, and finally breathes out a puff of fresh air when the brightness of day, their cherished love, washes away the eternal darkness that has trapped them for so long.

+ kazuha didn’t want to look anything else now that he saw you. ever since the lockdown on inazuma with sakoku decree, the loss of his friend, what remained of his lineage; just about everything, he felt stuck. stuck within a night without a moon or stars to light his way, to guide him out of the dark.. until he met you, that was. with his only escape through beidou’s ship, he was met with the most cleansing opportunity of meeting you upon his arrival in the ever prospering liyue. you were like a ray of sunshine, the daylight he’d been search for what felt eons for, and finally found. you’d driven out every shroud of darkness that held onto him and flooded his vision with a brightness so warm, it gravitated him to you. of course there had been the fear of flying too close, like the story of icarus. only, if kazuha flew too close, there was the fear of losing you as he’d lost another once before. but as he drew closer.. he found himself greeted with warmth, rather than ashes.

+ “and now i see daylight, i only see daylight.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. lover.

+ about. lover tells the story of someone who feels they’ve known their partner a lifetime, rather than the amount of time in which they’ve been together. they have finally found the one they have been searching for all their life, and wants to go wherever they go.

+ albedo never thought himself to be cut out for frivolous love and romance, and yet here he was now. a holiday dinner at his place had ended with his colleagues friends of the knights crashing in the living room, fairy lights still up, casting their warm glow. he held up a cup of tea as he walked in to see you snickering at them with a morning drink of your tastes in hand, wrapping an arm around you as he held you close to him. he could remember last night near perfect detail, recalling the cooking, the laughter, and the seat you saved him right next to you, just as he did for you at every table you both sat at. it was always the little details that made his heart burn with an unfamiliar warmth, similar to the one he felt with alice’s daughter, klee, yet different. yours felt like a bundle of blankets on the coldest day of the year, on the peak of sal vindagnyr, with a shower of adoration in the form of sweet nothings, dirty jokes and the tenderest kisses. a reminder that you are his, forever and ever and ever. his.. lover.

+ “i take this magnetic force of a man to be my.. lover!”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. cornelia street.

+ about. cornelia street tells the story of someone afraid to lose another person they loved, due to previous loss. they’re enjoying the moments with the person they love, but doubts and fear surface in their head of those moments coming to an abrupt end, just as everything else does.

+ scaramouche swore off getting close to people after the third incident in his early life. now, he is met again with what could be the fourth incident, out of his ( stupid ) feelings for someone that warmed their way into his hollow chest. that was you. after a night out, feeling tipsy, you threw in the idea of renting a place for the both of you to live in. the wanderer thought it to be stupid. given his new lifestyle, renting a place didn’t align with that. but he didn’t refuse the idea. he enjoyed his time with you there, life was never brighter.. except for those moments where he thinks back to his past, and wonders if he would lose you, too. if the former harbinger did, he knew he would never be the same, that he would never be able to walk the street of your rented home again. terrified, he tried to leave at point, fearing history would repeat.. and yet you showed your hand before he could leave, and sat on the roof with him that night with the promise of never leaving.

+ “hope it never ends.. i’d never walk cornelia street again.”

notes. hello mikan! super sorry again for misreading the request, i hope this one is better and that the songs i chose are okay😭 i only listen to a few tracks on lover so i tried my best to pick what fits them best</3

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[eddiesguitarskills]

It Can't All Be Bullshit

Read part 2 here

Eddie Munson x fem Reader x Steve Harrington (unfortunately no steddie in this)

Summary: pinning after your best friend can be hard, especially when he doesn’t seem to like you back. You were trying to get over a crush the last thing you needed was another.

AN: this and the next chapter have been in my drafts for far too long so I thought I'd post them (not the best piece of writing but I like the story) I have tried to prove read it but I have dyslexia so sorry for any mistakes

Warnings: Angst, use of Y/n, mention of break ups, miscommunication, drug and alcohol use, swearing

Word count: about 2000 words

Halloween night 1985

Of all the people you had to have a crush on, why did it have to be your annoying, oblivious dork of a best friend? You knew you needed to get over it, and even if there ever was a chance of being with him, you feared you’d lose him. You weren’t what Eddie wanted in a girl, and you knew that. You were surprised he kept you around now with how much you nagged at him. It’s not like it was all the time, but someone had to look out for that boy, especially if he wasn’t going to do it for himself.

Eddie interrupted your plans for a Halloween movie night, which you had planned out for a month, costumes included. If anyone were to look at you together, they would assume you were a couple; most people did. You were dressed as Jack and Wendy Torrance from the shinning. He even let you put makeup on him to give him the frostbite effect. So when he suddenly announced he had to go to Tina’s party to deal, you were annoyed. You tried not to nag, even though you hated the sound of your voice at this point. Plus, he promised it would only be an hour tops, and then you could get takeout with some of his earnings so that you couldn’t complain, especially when he looked at you with those eyes. You could never say no.

You weren’t the biggest fan of drugs or him dealing them; you knew he was better than that life. But you understood how hard things were on him and his uncle, so as long as it wasn’t forever, it wasn’t really bad drugs, you let it be. You never liked to be around when he dealt, though. Something about watching it made you feel weird. You could never explain why. Eddie was kind, though, and he never did anything in front of you. He didn’t even smoke weed, especially after that one time when he got super paranoid and scared you. You weren’t part of that life. You didn’t do drugs, you didn’t drink, and you didn’t party. It’s not that you were boring. It was just never you. Hey, maybe you were boring, but at least you didn't need drugs to enjoy yourself. You liked to be in control.

You are currently leaning against the countertop in the kitchen, sticking out like a sore thumb with a Coke in your hand. You look at the clock, he’s 30 minutes late. You were trying to turn a new leaf, so you were trying to be understanding, even if his time-wasting was cutting into your Halloween plans. You couldn’t take your eyes off the clock, not like there were other things to watch at this party: teenagers making out, getting too drunk or being sick. The clock seemed more appealing. When it hit the 2-hour mark, you started worrying, so you looked for him. What you didn’t expect to find was him in the garden with a blunt in his hand and his other hand on a blonde’s thigh.

The voice in your head telling you not to nag was now becoming quieter with how annoyed you were. He ditched you, and he was smoking, which showed he had no intention of continuing your plans. He just wanted to get high and laid. “Eddie!” you said loud and stern enough for him to hear you, but too high he was in his bubble with his girl for the night. “Edward Munson!” you said louder; he only ever hears that name when in trouble, so subconsciously, he straightened his back and tried to hide the blunt, failing miserably. He turned around to face you, he waved “Hi darling”. You glared at him. “Are you high, darling?” a mocking tone coming from your voice, using his usual pet name for you against him.

He pitched his fingers together “a little”. Eddie always thought you looked cute when you were mad; he usually tried to get you a little angry so he could see that face. Usually, though, he could hide his smile and keep a straight face since he was sober. But now, when he tried to keep a straight face, he couldn’t; even more irritating for you, he couldn't stop giggling, making the girl to his right giggle, too. “If you wanted to go party instead, you should have told me; you didn’t need to lie”. If Eddie were sober, he would see how hurt you were, but in his mind, this was a joke, “you don’t have to stay. You can go home and watch the films. Tell me what happens”. You freeze; this is why you hated High Eddie; he never realised how hurtful he came across. How selfish he became. And when he finally sobers up enough to realise you must forgive him because he ‘wasn’t in his right mind’. It’s a frustrating cycle, which is why he stopped smoking in front of you. Except for now, apparently. That’s probably why he ditched you so that you wouldn’t find out.

Hurtful words were on your tongue, but you were in your right mind, so you could never say them. You knew you wouldn’t mean them. You were just hurt, so you stormed off straight out the front door, but when you made it to the front porch, it was like you were stuck in glue. You couldn’t leave whether he was being a dick or not. He was still your best friend, and you need to ensure he was safe. He shouldn’t drive high, and knowing him, he would try. So you waited. You couldn’t go back into the hell hole that was Tina’s Halloween party, so you waited on a porch swing. The air was bitter tonight, so you were glad your costume provided a jumper, not that it looked like a costume anymore without a partner to go with it.

Your eyes were drifting shut with how tired and bored you were, that was until you heard a huge slam come from beside you, making you flinch. You weren’t the only one having a terrible time at this party; Steve was having an even worse one. “You got cigarettes?”. He didn’t look at you, so you didn’t realise he was talking to you. That was until you felt his glare burning into you. You knew that look wasn’t meant for you, but it still made you feel uncomfortable. Maybe it was due to the shots you could tell he had taken from the blue tint to his lips, or perhaps he had gotten into a fight. But this look wasn’t meant for you, but it didn't make it any less scary when you were in his firing line. “Huh?”. With the way he spoke to you next, you could have sworn you had done something to hurt his feelings. “Are you deaf I said do you have any smokes?” he spoke slowly like you were a dumb child. He tutted at you and turned away from you “bullshit”. He kept repeating like a madman.

Jesus, was he that addicted to nicotine, you thought. Even if he did make you feel a little uncomfortable, especially since you knew he was a jock, and even though they didn’t necessarily pick on you because, in their words, “you were a girl,” they bullied your friends so you knew how bad they could be. But even for a jock, this was dramatic “fucking hell, I’m sorry, I don’t have any” you said a little sarcastically. He stopped his repetition and looked over his shoulder at you. “What?” He said with anger still laced in his voice, like you did anything to deserve his rage. You didn’t know why you were wasting your breath on him, but Eddie had pissed you off, and you needed to get the annoyance out somehow. “Are you deaf? I said I’m sorry, I don’t have any”.

He thought he knew girls well, but after tonight, he wasn’t sure, and he didn’t want to figure out what was wrong with you either. He couldn’t be bothered by the grief. “Fuck off”. You couldn’t tell if his words were in reaction to what you said or if he meant it. That was until he repeated it, and you saw the look on his face, and the tears in his eyes that he didn’t realise were there. You didn’t know what was happening with him, but it was not your place to sort it. You were making it worse.

So you went back into the party, to look for two people, firstly Tommy Hagan everyone knew he was Harrington’s best friend, so even if you didn’t like Tommy you couldn’t leave someone when they were like that. It would only make you as bad as them. You found him around the beer pong table. You lightly tapped his shoulder as you couldn’t deal with another boy's wrath tonight. He turned around, looking you up and down, smirking. “What are you supposed to be a virgin?” You rolled your eyes. You knew you could think of a comeback and put him in his place, but now wasn’t the time; you needed to get him outside, and you didn’t want to announce that his friend, the king of Hawkin High, was crying on the lawn in front of everyone. You weren't cruel. “Can you just come outside with me?” The room erupted into “oh”, as if you were suggesting something sexual. “Wait, was I right about the virgin thing? Is the freak not giving you any? Do you want a real man instead?” He said, getting closer to you. He smelt of beer and body odour, but you let him closer so you could whisper in his ear. “Your boy is outside, and something’s happened. I’d go and sort it if I was you”. He looked at you confused and nodded. He walked out, but not before smacking you on the ass. “I’ll see you later, darling?”. God, he was the most enormous prick. You couldn’t hold your tongue anymore. “Is that with your girlfriend or alone?”.

Eddie came sauntering alone into the room after hearing your voice, “I hope you’re not starting fights”, he said, putting his arm around your shoulder out of comfort. You ignored his question, not wanting to get into it now. “You ready to go?” You looked at him and weakly smiled. Eddie couldn’t tell, though he was still high as a kite, just in the mellow stage, so all he could see was you smiling. You took the keys out of his pocket and led him to the van. On your way out, you walked past Tommy and Steve on the porch swing. Steve’s leg bounced. “She said we were bullshit”, he kept repeating; you were glad Eddie wasn’t sober enough to hear it. Otherwise, he would definitely use it against him. Everything about his mood towards you started to make sense. He and Nancy had clearly broken up. So you gave him a smile and a nod of acknowledgement as you left, which he only glared at. You didn't mind, though you were just glad he wasn’t alone, even if that meant being with Tommy.

You drove Eddie home, struggling to get his dead weight onto the bed and to get his shoes off. You were about to leave for your car outside when Eddie's hand grabbed for yours. “Stay”. This used to be one of the only things you liked about him being high, the cuddles and needing attention. However, right now, this was probably the worst thing for your heart when you were trying to get over him, but when you looked at his face, how could you say no if that made him happy, even if it would end up hurting you.

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