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dr3c0mix · 1 month

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Sweet Hero Of Mine

Yandere! Antihero x GN! Hero! Reader

im back little stinkers <333

Edit!! Nsfw mentions removed! Replaced with..Elias being a dork ?

CW: Stalking, Creep behavior, Suggestive talk about reader, slight masochism

🪲 Elias was never into the whole Superhero thing.

🪲 He hated the constant swarming of reporters and fans screaming for his attention. He didn't want to be treated like a celebrity; he just wants to fight crime where people refuse to help.

🪲 That's why he avoided ever displaying himself like that. He preferred to stay in the shadows and kept his deeds out of the picture, but there are always rats scurrying around ready for another big scoop.

🪲 He could only scoff amusingly as he sees his little escapade last night being reported on tv with a blurry photo of him on the rooftops with the words "Mysterious Vigilante Strikes Again!"

🪲 He can admit, seeing them being so absorbed in what he does is pretty entertaining, he can feel his ego go up a bit.

🪲 Soon enough he gets tired of the incessant yap of interviewees talking about him and reaches for the remote.

🪲 His body freezes though when the reporter mentions some 'new hero' and he turns back to the TV.

🪲 His eyes are blessed with the cutest sight of a person dressed in a hero outfit with a logo on their chest. Their warm smile seems to radiate happiness as they talk to the reporter. Is this the new hero they've been talking about recently?

🪲 They ask for their opinion on the vigilante situation and he almost melts over their soft voice.

🪲 "I believe this guy has good intentions. Which is great and all but if it's endangering people and their properties, I think it's time they think about how running around and punching people in a suit isn't being heroic, it's being obnoxious!"

🪲 There goes his ego..

🪲 And perhaps his clean pants..

🪲 He starts researching all about this new hero. Who do they think they are?! This little brat has to be taught a lesson!

🪲 He stalks your social media, every fan account, every news atricl about your deeds, everything.

🪲 For for blackmail of course! Maybe he can find some dirt on you..in this fan account that makes thirst edits of you..

🪲 Soon enough he starts tracking you and your appearances. Every fight with a villain or any burning building with people that need saving, he's there with a high-grade camera that can snap all the rips and tears in your suit...for blackmail!

🪲 He's real happy that he wore a trench coat to your most recent battle or else everyone would have probably seen his growing boner whenever you throw a punch that connected to your opponent.

🪲 He's combing through the photos he took of you and shivers over your sweaty form and aggressive face.

🪲 He imagines meeting you, perhaps having a battle of his own, being pinned down by you, having your arms grappling and squeezing on his body. Perhaps you'd even say something degrading to him with that sweet voice of yours..

🪲 So that's what he does.

🪲 You were doing some last-minute night patrols after a long day of crime fighting and interviews when you hear a deep gravelly voice behind you.

🪲 "Hey there hero~"

🪲 You look back and see a large muscular man in a suit that looked like the armor of some insect.

🪲 "Huh, didn't expect to meet you here vigilante!" I joke.

🪲 "Oh please, call me Beetle~" He smirks as he walks closer to you. God you're even cuter in person..

🪲 "Well, Beetle, you are aware that you're kinda sorta wanted for a lotta stuff right?"

🪲 "Is it worse than the shit those pieces of scum done? Unlike youre pretty little ass I'm actually gettin bad guys off the streets.~" He teases, putting a hand on the wall and leaning close to your face. He's trying not to swoon over your stern face.

🪲 "Unlike you, I'm keeping people safe! Although I do commend your...unique sense of justice.."

🪲 *internal squealing*

🪲 He's a little surprised that you're so nice, unlike some other douchey heroes he knows.

🪲 He lets out a chuckle "That's new..Thanks goody-two-shoes.."

🪲 You give him a teasing face "Hey I'm not that much of an angel!"

🪲 "Oh~? Well o me you are, sweet hero of mine~"

🪲 You two become quick friends, even having missions together.

🪲 His obsession got worse from there.

🪲 Riding in your superhero vehicle, he rarely looks anywhere but at you driving, explaining to him the mission that he barely cares about other than the fact that it's an excuse to be with you.

🪲 Every time you take his hand to lead him somewhere, he makes sure to burn the feeling into his mind. Oftentimes he's the one doing whatever it takes to have physical contact with you, but it's way better whenever you initiate it.

🪲 You love taking pictures together. Of course he never smiles when you take one but when he's back at home, he's staring at it with the biggest, goofiest grin.

🪲 He loves taking pictures too, only he prefers ones with you and you alone. Sometimes it would be things you like so he wouldn't forget.

🪲 You blush, flattered over him remembering your favorite drink.

🪲 He'd memorize anything you say and put it in a top secret file named "My Love"

🪲 Oh my god please degrade him jokingly.

🪲 Bully him, push him around, be playfully rough with him!! Sure it's all in good fun but he's feeding his guilty pleasure whenever you treat him like shit while also being so sweet to him.

🪲 Pull him down suddenly by his suit's collar whenever you want to whisper something to him or show him something, he loves it. Although be warned, he might moan a little..

🪲 He's crazy for you, insane even, bonkers almost!!

🪲 He comes home seeing you in a superhero gala at one of the fanciest buildings in the city.

🪲 The bone-breaking grip on his beer bottle almost cracks the bottle when he sees you being accompanied by some other hero.

🪲 They're being all close with you and making you laugh, he can feel his jealousy rise within his body at the sight of your adorable smile, one that wasn't because of his jokes, his company!

🪲 Maybe it's about time he gives this superhero thing a try..

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bigfatbimbo · 1 month

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Hey pookie hope you're doing well!

I was curious about a Rosie x Reader who is a female butler? (Yes they exist they are not just maids)

Listen im a sucker for royal x guard ships im weeeeeak

a/n — I LOVE ROSIE!!! I don’t have a great grasp on her character though because i’ve actually only watched that episode once but… I try.

warnings — suggestive, mostly just fluff, f!reader implied but it’s never brought up or stated, NOT PROOFREAD!!

summary — f!butler x rosie

Rosie is absolutely a wonderful woman to work for.

Along with the pay being well, not to mention the surprisingly comfortable servants quarters, she has a refined level of respect for her staff.

Not to say the work isn’t hard, and the constant smell of fried up demons is not a picnic.

As her butler, your in charge of managing the cooking and cleaning staff, and sometimes doting on Rosie.

After all she has a lot to do around hell, being the leader of a bunch of cannibalistic maniacs (such as herself).

Seeing as butlers are in charge of greeting guests, preparing wardrobes, and assisting in the preparation of events, your around Rosie a lot more than the other staff.

Even if you weren’t, she’d still take care to know your name, just as she does everyone else.

But she definitely admires your work ethic, and her relationship with you isn’t as formal as it would be if you worked for any other overlord.

She jokes with you while you dote on her, or just follow her around.

You definitely know an ungodly amount of gossip about other overlords in hell, or any drama that goes on with the higher ups.

Needless to say, there’s a level of trust there.

You take care of her when she’s overwhelmed with work, even if it’s your job it’s still undeniable.

And she treats you kindly, almost acting as if your friend instead of your boss, but never truly crossing that boundary.

Now, a romance aspect is what you want, I’m sure.

So Rosie’s working late, making sure things are running smoothly in cannibal town, maybe putting together tomorrow’s sale.

And she’s clearly tired, it happens to everyone when they have a job like this, but her work isn’t done yet.

So you waltz in with your formal demeanor, and place a cup of tea on her desk.

“Oh thank you, sweetie, but i’m not in the mood—“

“It’s your favorite, earl grey with a spike of blood,” you interject, “And if I may, ma’am, you’re in need of short break.”

That’s when Rosie would start to feel a sense of affection towards you, when she realized your shift ended hours ago.

You stayed anyways specifically to help her on her busy night.

Workplace flirting would be unbearable.

She’d be calling you ‘my darling’ instead of just her usual ‘dear’ like she does with the rest of the staff.

Lingering touches while she walks past, linking her arm with yours or resting her hand on your shoulder, overall being super touchy.

Her requests from you would be more frequent, as much as Rosie likes to keep things classy, that doesn’t change the fact that her crush on you grows everyday.

Maybe she’d even ask for a massage, actually.

See, her type of flirting is very subtle, so you wouldn’t even notice it’s happening unless it’s directed towards you.

Which, often, it very relentlessly is.

A relationship between boss and employee is inappropriate, and Rosie absolutely would respect your space.

Unless you feed into it, she wouldn’t cross that boundary.

But from the point of view of the butler, is she flirting? Or is she just being nice? I mean clearly you’re her favorite and most important staff member… so is she just being appreciative?

But, when and if that line is crossed, things wouldn’t be different other than the secret workplace affair.

She’d treat you the same during work hours, but any time you two are alone, she’d be all over you.

Peppering you in kisses, eating you up, holding your face in her hands.

Calling you into her room for… butler duties.

Needless to say, the work never stops. But with Rosie it wouldn’t feel like work.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #inbox open #dom reader #hazbin hotel fluff #hazbin rosie x reader #rosie x reader #rosie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel rosie x reader #hazbin hotel smut

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lfghughes · 10 months

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You know how Trevor is super talkative and high energy? I just think it would be so cute if he had a super shy and quiet kid. For example when he’s with all his friends they’re obviously super loud and maybe when his daughter goes to join them Trevor is suddenly super soft and stops talking except whispers with his child (super cute dad & daughter stuff) and the other boys notice and take turns trying to get her to open up by offering her different treats or making funny faces

a/n: dad!trevor is back!! and also im back from my little weekend sorry i disappeared on you guys for a second

When Trevor had first told all of his friends how him and his girlfriend were expecting a baby everyones favorite joke was about how chaotic his child would be. Everyone just assumed the baby would turn out like Trevor but maybe with an even louder personality than his. They couldn’t have been wrong. His daughter was the complete opposite of him and Trevor could not be any gentler with a human than he was with his daughter.

His personality and loudness would come down every single time she walked into a room and the boys quickly picked up on it. Out of all of his friends the one his daughter was the most comfortable with was Jamie because he was around so often in comparison to Cole, Jack, and Alex who would only get to see her every few months depending on their schedules. Tonight was one of those nights as all the boys were on the couch being their usual loud obnoxious selves, Trevor was no exception to this until his daughter stumbled into the room and made a beeline for him.

Immediately his voice turned to a whisper almost “Hey baby, how are you?” He asked his little one as he lifted her into the lap. “Hang out with daddy.” She quietly responded to him. “Do you want to come sit with Uncle Jack?” Jack spoke in a quieter tone, matching Trevors but that didn’t help much because she buried her face into her dads shirt, shaking her head. “I think Uncle Jack has some of your favorite fruit snacks, why don’t you go sit with him baby?” Trevor asked but he knew her answer was probably still a no.

Again she shook her head, moving her head only slightly upwards to look at her dad. “Uncle Jamie and fruit snacks?” She asked and Trevor knew because she felt more comfortable with Jamie that she would accept that offer from him. “Uncle Jamie doesn’t have any fruit snacks.” He spoke softly to his daughter and she looked over at Jack like she was thinking hard over this decision. “Here you can have the red ones, I don’t really like them.” Jack held the small bag over and she carefully accepted it. After a few more minutes she slowly moved on the couch closer to him, a great sign to Trevor.

Slowly one by one each boy offered her little treats and jokes and Trevor could see his daughters walls slowly come down as she would laugh at them. But that was really all they were getting for now which to them was a win. As she got more tired she made her way back over to her dad, adjusting herself onto his lap until she fell asleep. “I’ll be right back guys, going to put her to bed.” He whispered and slowly made his way into her room. Meanwhile the boys all sat around the couch still, whispering quietly to themselves about how in awe they were of their best friend who was one of the most amazing dads they have seen.

#trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras blurb #trevor zegras #trevor zegras imagine

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mitsies · 1 year

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reactions to you getting hurt ; jjk

how they react when you get hurt!

suguru geto, yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, kento nanami, satoru gojo

; suguru geto -

‣ im gonna be real... geto wouldn't care too much!

‣ he helps you up if you fell, dusts off your coat, cracks a joke about you being clumsy and moves on!

‣ you need a band-aid or something? your leg isn't broken, you can grab one yourself

‣ in the case of a serious, life-threatening injury, though- he doesn't leave your side

‣ he's playing nurse, keeping you company and cooking your favorite dishes- whether you're able to appreciate it or not

‣ simultaneously encourages you to try everything yourself, is somehow convinced that independence = health

‣ he refuses to leave your side, he's seen too much death to risk it- he doesn't know what he would do with himself if you left him, too

; yuji itadori -

‣ yuji is, to say the least, dramatic

‣ you fell on the pavement? you are NOT allowed to walk

‣ treats it like you got hit by a truck and bounced off of a cement wall to land into the ground

‣ insists on carrying you everywhere he can, even if you hate it

‣ god forbid you have a cut that's bleeding just a little, because if you do you are getting rushed to the ER

‣ on the other hand- if it was a serious injury, yuji would blame himself, even if he had nothing to do with it

‣ he thinks he could've done more to protect you, and that he brought this upon you- as a result, he distances himself from you as best he can

; megumi fushiguro -

‣ megumi is concerned but acts like he doesn't care

‣ when you fall and cut your knee, he helps you up, and inspects your wound

‣ you insist it's nothing major but he insists right back that it should be cleaned up

‣ takes u to the nearest bathroom to do that & checks in on you every now and then <3

‣ if you got seriously injured, tho?

‣ he can't look at you. he can't stand to be around you. he throws himself into his work to try and forget because it just hurts so bad

‣ he doesn't know what would happen if he were to lose you, you mean the world to him

; kento nanami -

‣ nanami is the most normal out of all of them

‣ if you fall, he helps you up, asks if you're fine

‣ if you are, you keep on movin! if you're not, he helps further

‣ he trusts your capabilities as a human being, he knows you know how to take care of yourself

‣ should you get gravely wounded, nanami also diligently takes care of you

‣ you're his #1 priority always, and he waits on you. doesn't let you do difficult things, keeps you in bed if you're too tired, makes sure you sleep- he does it all

‣ i feel like he's less shattered than geto, though- he's hopeful you'll be better, he's gonna make sure of it

; satoru gojo -

‣ piece of shit.

‣ if you fall? he's got his phone on you, recording you for his stupid little social media

‣ "say a funny catchphrase so it goes viral!"

‣ if it's more severe, he helps u up, and if needed he takes you to the hospital

‣ (secretly very caring and concerned but hates feelings so he covers it with jokes and laughter)

‣ let's say you broke an arm or something: while you're getting treated, he's photoshopping a thumbnail for the video

‣ eventually releases a monstrosity titled ‘SECRET NINJA TRAINING GONE WRONG (3 AM) (HAUNTED????’

‣ the thumbnail is him gasping w hands on his cheeks and… u lying on the ground

‣ funny part is he photoshopped ur ass to look extra fuckinh fat. like

‣ it’s SWOLLEN like a dead whale. botched bbl era

‣ he says it was for the views. in reality, he was trying to get ur mind off the injury and make u laugh <3

‣ in the comments when someone asked ‘why did u photoshop their ass’ he says ‘??? i didnt’

‣ 'idk what photoshop is'

‣ 'is that greek???'

‣ 'omg wait i love ppl who can speak other languages'

‣ i hate u gojo satoru.

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jhdyuiee · 3 months

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Where are You?

✪ pairing: BIKER!yuta x GF!Y/N

✪ warnings/tags: smut!, angst, fluff, arguing/fighting (verbal not physical), make-up sex, name calling (brat, slut, baby, good girl, princess), breast play, oral (m & f receiving), multiple orgasms, riding & doggy, tit sex (?!), spanking, fingering, hair pulling, unprotected sex (only on pill), cum eating, rough yuta

✪ w.c: 2.4k

✪ a.n: hii!! this is 1 of 2 fics i release today 😆 ! yesterday was my sisters birthday so i wasnt able to upload but im back with 2 stories today yay! anyhow i hope yall enjoy this one && thank u all for the love and support on Mirrors 🤍

3:40 a.m

I turned to the clock once more, the minutes and hours passing with still no sign of him. Yuta promised to be home by midnight, but 3 hours later he’s still not here. His race should’ve finished by now. I tried calling and messaging him but no response. I was about to give him one last call, when the front door opened, keys dingling.

I rushed out and was met with the man. Yuta was taking off his leather jacket, his black tank underneath. His muscular body under the moonlight that shone from the windows made him look even more attractive.

“Where have you been?” I questioned.

He looked up, his eyes meeting mine. “Racing, where else?”

“I know that, but what took you so long? You said you would be back by midnight,” I said, slightly irritated.

“Johnny got into an altercation with the other team when they wouldn’t shut up about the win being rigged,” Yuta explained.

“Yet you couldn’t answer my messages or calls?”

“Look, Y/N I’m tired. Let’s talk tomorrow,” he said softly. However I wasn’t having it. Honestly, this wasn’t even the first time he’s ever done this. For the past months or so he’s been coming home late after his races. In which I have grown suspicious about.

I scoffed, “Sure you are.” Before he could let another word out, I went back to our bedroom. As much as I wanted to give him a peace of mind, I was too tired from staying up waiting for him.

“Y/N,” Yuta yelled when I sat down in the bed. He came storming in. The patience in him evaporated. “What the fuck is wrong, huh?”

I slightly flinched at his words. I looked up at him, “You, that’s what’s wrong.”

Yuta came closer, “Me? What the fuck have I done?”

“You never come home! You’re always back so late,” I said, my voice slightly rising.

He chuckled, “That’s it? Really?”

‘Why was he treating this as a joke? Laughing? Nothing was funny about this.’ I got up from the bed, “Yes, I’m your fucking girlfriend for fuck sakes and I barely even get to see your face nowadays.”

He took another step closer, “Sorry, I’ve been so busy I didn't know my girlfriend was lonely.” Yuta didn’t seem sorry at all. “Nice try at a lame apology,” I said, rolling my eyes.

Another step, “Why are you acting like such a brat right now?”

I didn’t respond, I couldn’t. Brat. The word sent a chill down my body, in a good way.

“Huh? What’s wrong now?” Step. “Oh, I got it now,” Yuta said with more enthusiasm. His face brightened up like everything clicked to his head.

He brought a hand down my body, placing it above the curve of my ass. I felt as he fondled it, until he went further down and cupped my sex. I gasp at the touch of his hand on my sex.

He leaned into my ear, “You’ve been needy haven’t you? Is that why you’re so upset?” His hand separated from me, he separated from me. He stood there looking at me as I began to lustfully yearn for his touch.

“Answer my question baby.”

Fuck. He was right. I missed his touch, his kisses, his praises, his cock, his entire being.

“Y-Yes. I missed you so much Yuta.”

He smirked, coming back to me. “Sorry for that princess, I’ve been rather neglectful of you. I’m sorry,” he said, kissing down my neck until he reached my mouth.

His tongue entered my mouth, playing with mine. Our kiss was intense, filled with want. This was something not only I, but what we both needed. Our kiss deepened even more until I ended up back on the bed on Yuta’s lap.

His hands roamed over my back in delicate touches, until they ended up back on my ass. I moaned into our kiss when he smacked it. Soon, Yuta pulled away from the kiss—our saliva connecting—and stared at me with lustful eyes, eyes of an animal ready to pounce on its prey.

“Get on your knees,” he commanded, and so I did. He began unbuckling his belt, his cock springing out. It was already hard, leaking with pre-cum. “Suck.”

I looked up, his hand reaching to grab my hair, pulling me closer to his cock. I sucked in a breath, I wanted nothing more but to get him inside my mouth.

“I don’t have all day,” he reminded me.

I started kissing his cock, tip to base. Then licking him as slowly as possible, making him year for more. “Fuck. You- take it like you always do slut.”

I decided to stop teasing him and took his cock inside my mouth. He’s too big. The tears pooled in my eyes quickly. “Shit. That’s my girl, taking me so well,” he groaned when he felt the sensation of my moans around his cock. His hand grabbed a fistful of my hair and started bobbing my head up and down until he relaxed his grip on my hair, allowing me to take him out. I went into a fit of coughing, and my jaw was starting to hurt.

“Done already?” Yuta teased. I glared at him, “You nearly choked me with your fucking dick.” He laughed at my statement. “Take off your clothes,” he said, when he finished laughing.

One by one my clothes were gone. His hands came in contact with my breast, fondling them and pinching my nipples.

“Such pretty tits,” he said. Then next thing I knew his cock laid rested in between them. He squeezed them together as he thrusted in between them, his pre-cum allowing easier movement. The more he thrusted, the harder and faster he went.

Yuta fucked my tits until the ropes of his cum painted my face and tits. He swiped a finger over some cum that splattered on my face, bringing it to my mouth. I swallowed every single drop he gave me.

“Open up your mouth princess,” he said, when I finished taking in his cum. I opened it, and even stuck my tongue out. With another movement his cock buried itself in my mouth again. This time though he didn’t move me, so I started bobbing my head up and down his shaft, my hand following along. I swirled my tongue around his tip, earning a moan from him.

“Just like that,” he said, stroking my hair. He was close again, so I continued my movements on his cock. Finally then he exploded inside my mouth, the white ropes of his cum filling up my mouth once more. He slid his cock out and gathered the cum that had slipped past my lips, and pushed it back in.

“Such a good girl,” he said proudly. “Swallowed every drop right?”

I nodded, “Please… I need you, I want to cum too.” I pleaded with the man, I was so soaked, I felt it on my legs and thighs.

“Come up here then baby, lay down for me,” he said, patting the bed. “I’ll take care of you.”

I did as he said, laying down while he got on top of me. He spread my legs apart, a smile appearing on his face. His fingers slid down my cunt at a slow pace. He then brought them to his mouth, licking them clean. Yuta let out a satisfied groan, “Always tasting so good.”

“Please,” I whimpered.

He looked at me, descending in between my legs. He spread them apart, and placed them on top of his shoulders. “Fuck, you’re leaking everywhere baby. Sorry, I neglected you for so long, but don’t worry because we’ll take care of this,” he said, kissing my clit.

His tongue then darted out, licking a strip up and down my cunt, repeating it over and over. I squirmed at his touch. He drank up all my juices like a starved man, a man deprived of water. I gripped onto his hair, pushing him a little further in.

“Fu-Fuck right there,” I moaned, when his wet muscle intruded inside my cunt. He added to the intensity when he brought his thumb and began circling my sensitive clit. I was close to cumming, just a little more. “I’m gonna cu-cum!”

Yuta’s tongue went out, causing the sensation to be lost. Fuck. “Then cum baby, you deserve it, don't ya?” Soon his fingers came to replace his tongue, plunging in and out of my cunt while his tongue now lapped and played around with my clit. Yes this was what I needed. A couple more thrusts from his fingers, and I came all over his arm. My chest heaving, trying to catch some oxygen. It was too good.

“Good job baby,” Yuta said, kissing my temple. “You ready now?” he asked.

“Ye-Yes please put it inside.”

“Get on all fours then,” he says. I flipped over, my hands and knees on the bed, awaiting him. I felt as his hand fondled the flesh of my ass, before he landed a hard smack on it. I yelped, not expecting that. I turned back, and was met with Yuta stroking his cock while looking at my drenched cunt. He moved in closer, I felt as his tip touched my cunt.

“So tight, so wet. You feel so fucking good,” Yuta muttered, as he pushed further inside me. I felt the delicious stretch of his cock inside my pussy, and how it reached me deeply inside.

Once he was all in he wasted no time. Yuta thrusted into me like a wild beast, going at an uncontrollable speed and pace. His cock was so deep within me that I felt so full already. The sound of our skin slapping and my moans echoed in the room. I turned my head back, and was met with Yuta’s lustful eyes. He looked so drunk of pleasure.

The grip on my hips was sure to show up bruised tomorrow. My eyes rolled back when his tip kissed my g-spot. We just started but I was already so close to cuming.

Suddenly Yuta’s hand tugged on my hair roughly as he continued his excruciating pace. My tongue lolled out, he took it as an opportunity to spit in my mouth. I swallowed it unconsciously, I was too high on the pleasure to comprehend what I was doing.

“Such a good slut,” he said, letting the grip on my hair go and thrusted even harder. His hand once again came in contact with my clit, pinching it until I finally came undone. My orgasm passed through me. I clenched around his cock, erupting in groans from him. “I’m cumming,” he said and unleashed once again. His hot white cum painting my walls white this time.

I barely had time to recover before he said, “Ride me.” I looked over and Yuta was already head against the headboard awaiting for me, his cock still hard. I weakly crawled over, placing myself on top of him. I grabbed his cock, and pushed myself down as his cock entered me once more.

Once I was in I began moving. Up and down, his hands guiding my hips. Slow, then fast, slow, then fast, slow, then fast. I kept this pace up, but it began to feel not enough. So I started bouncing on him even fast, my hands gripping his shoulders. I kissed his lips, melting into the pleasure he was giving me.

I didn’t stop, until I began growing tired. “Let me help you,” he says. Yuta took over, using the grip on my hips to plunge into me. My tits bounced all over his face, until he no longer could resist the temptation and took one in his mouth. He sucked on my breast, then swirled and flickered my nipple. I was approaching my next orgasm, and clenched around him. He detached himself from my nipple with a pop, “Cum for me baby.”

One thrust, then two, and three. The knot in my stomach unleashed, I came once again on his cock once more. But it didn’t stop there, Yuta had yet to cum. Luckily it didn’t take long. Yuta came after a few more thrusts, I probably milked him dry today.

We stayed in that position for a while, trying to catch our breaths. Yuta hugged and soothed me, gently kissing me. “Let’s get us cleaned up,” he said after a while. He walked us over to our bathroom, placing me on the tub as he ran the water. I was growing drowsy, the sex had tired me.

Once the water was done running, he placed me inside and joined in. I didn’t know what happened afterwards as my eyes shut closed, falling into a deep slumber.

the next morning.

I tried shuffling to turn the other way, but something heavy was preventing me from doing so. I stirred my eyes, trying to get them to focus. Once they came into focus the sight in front of me made me widen my eyes.

Yuta lying beside me…

Typically the guy would be gone by now. ‘Was he running late?’ I thought. I shook him lightly, softly repeating his name. His eyes stirred, until they finally opened. He smiled.

Yuta smiling in the morning?!

No yeah perhaps I was still dreaming. I pinched myself, and when I felt the pain I knew this wasn’t a dream.

I finally decided to speak up, “What are you doing here? You’re usually gone by now.

He looked at me, his face softened. “I’m sorry Y/N,” he said, pulling me even closer. His embrace felt so warm and comforting.

“I’m sorry I’ve been acting like an asshole lately. I should’ve been prioritizing you over anything, you didn’t deserve that baby.”

I looked at him, my eyes watering. “Don’t cry Y/N, it aches my heart,” he said, wiping the tears that had started falling down my face.

“I love you so much. You are the most beautiful woman in this world, and with the most beautiful soul too. I am so very lucky to have you Y/N.”

Oh fuck. His words made for more tears to come streaming down my face.

“I love you Yuta, I love you so very much. Thank you for your apology, Thank you for understanding. I love you,” I said, as I caressed his cheek.

“I love you so much more.”

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Temptation

Chapter 7

Your dad is tired of you bringing home these unworthy men. None of them being fit to take care of you or to be given the family business since you are the only daughter. He decides to find you someone fit to be your husband and receive help from the father of the church. That’s when you meet Yuta, though just because he goes to church doesn’t mean he’s much of a saint

Mafia, murder, violence, mentions of religion, (will contain other things in the next chapters)

The rest of the week he spent as far away from you as he could. He would come home late, sleep in a spare room or sometimes he wouldn't come home at all. Ever since that day he couldn't help but maintain his distance. He was scared, he didn't want to frighten you like that again. Not only did that cause him fear but also the fact that he cared about that.

He was Yuta Okkotsu, one of Gojos most important business partners that worked under him. Everyone was supposed to be terrified of him. But just the single though oh you being scared of him gave him an itch.

He tried to convince himself multiple times that maybe it was because this was all new to him. The concept of marriage and now having to care for Someone else other than him. Yea that sounds about right. This will soon pass and he'll be back to his normal self.

He's been away from you for a good length of time that he kinda felt prepared to face you again. Putting his foot down and putting you in your place. A women shouldn't be walking over a men. Maybe his actions were justifiable last week. He told you to stay put and you did not listen which created consequences.

Yea that's it, you deserved what you got and he will not let it slide.

"Yu?" He hears a soft feminine voice speak. He snaps his head from the paper he held to the door way where you stood in a sun dress.

"Darling you know well you're not allowed in my offic..." as he spoke to you he noticed the bruises on your neck that he left last week. That delicate skin of your being harmed by his own hands. He couldnt bare to see the injury's he caused so he looked back down at his paper.

"Yes I know but I'm worried. We haven't been able to sit down and relax. You're always busy or coming home late. We haven't even slept in the same bed. Im worried about us." you say

About us? what a joke, with the way he's been treating you he was surprised you thought that way.

"I don't think what in doing should concern you. Go back to bed and get some rest." Yuta says as he scans the paper he's been rereading over and over again. To him it seemed like a never ending paper. Everytime he read it he would space out on it having to make him reread it over and over again.

“Can I least go out for some fresh air?” you ask him “of course.” He says as he begins writing his thoughts.

“Without someone following me.” You speak. The number of times they had stopped you his week from walking out was outrageous. Every time you confronted Yuta about it he would ignore you and keep on with his business. “you’re not allowed to go out without anyone accompanying you.”

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Your angry thoughts influenced your actions immediately. Storming out of his office you quickly made your way upstairs snatching up his wallet that rested on the nightstand. You couldn’t believe that he had just spoke to you that way. This wasn’t what you imaged being married to him was. You felt like an idiot for actually agreeing to something so dumb like this. Anyone would have seen something like this coming a mile away. You were just so stupid, so gullible to believe every word that fell out of his mouth. After putting your heels on you walk downstairs. You knew well that Yuta had guards stationed right out the doors. You were so sick of being stuck here with an arrogant man. All you did was try and be the best wife but clearly, he could care less about you and your efforts. Opening the door, you see a tall buff man standing with is back facing you. You let out a small huff as you quietly closed the door behind you. Taking a few small steps forward you see him turn around at the slightest sound of your heels hitting the floor. “Go back inside before I throw you like last time. “ That did happen didn’t it. “Yuta said he’ll meet me outside the gates. He seemed to have lost his wallet.” You say trying to get pass him.

He lets out a laugh as he blocks you from going further. “do you think I’m stupid little girl? He would never let you go even a few feet from him.” The guard laughs even harder as he shoves you back making you stumble a bit.

You give the man an innocent smile. “Clearly you don’t know him enough to know that he would let me do that. Let me through before I tell him that you put your hands on me.” You talk back.

“What would people say if Yuta’s wife was being man handled? Clearly you would be forced right away. Knowing him he would easily let you go home before killing someone you love.” You stare into his shocked eyes. He mumbled before letting you get pass him. If you knew it was this easy you would if been escaped this place.

Immediately you started walking to the open gates. Walking with the fear of his possible looking outside his window to see you walking of the property. Once you made it out the gates you turn around and shut them. The guard looked at you confused for a second before booking it towards you. That’s when you quickly lock it with the key Yuta always carried in his wallet. You gave him another innocent smile before you ran down the road. Luckily those gates where as tall as pine trees, that means he had no choice but to get another key from Yuta who should be at a meeting about now. Now i9f he had the guts to interrupt a meeting then that was on him. Running as fast as you could in heels, you cut through people’s property’s so you wouldn’t be found so easily. Eventually after so long of running you made it to the city of New York. Yuta did not live far from the city at all making everything supper close to you guys.

Stopping at a coffee shop you rest by the wall and catch your breath. You haven’t ever ran this much in your life before. The adrenalin in your body was still pumping as you held your chest.

“Oh, darling are you alright?”

Alarm bells ran in your head once you heard them say darling. When you look up your met with blue eyes but not the dark ones you know. They were infused with a light green color making them look really friendly. Moving from his eyes to his face you realize this was a total stranger. This man had blonde short hair, chiseled jaw, he wore such a nice navy-blue suit that complimented him. Your mouth seemed to have dropped, mesmerized by his beauty. “y-yes! I’m fine I just got done with my morning run.” You say

“A run? In heels?” he raises his brow.

“yes...”

“Your quite an interesting girl, how about I invite you to grab a drink with me?” he says holding his hand out. You looked at him not being able to believe him but take his hand either way. He grabbed it firmly and walked out with you in his arm.

“ I know this coffee shop with better drink up the street. I had gone to the one we had left to grab a quick drink to go. The I ran into you, and I just love having drinks with people.” He says as he walks with a fast pace. This man was really tall, to the point where it kind of hurt your neck to look up at him.

When you guys got to the place you couldn’t believe how beautify it looked. Planted where planted in so many spots and it smelled like roses from the pots that surrounded you. This was something you’ve never seen before. As you approached a table, he pulled your seat out and letting you sit before taking his own. A waiter soon came up to you guys and asked if you guys needed time to order.

“No need, I would like Americano and for the lovely lady hmm, what do you want tea or coffee?” he tilts his head making his golden locks fall to the side.

“I uh, I like tea.” You say

“ Hōjicha please! Oh and maybe set of your delicious biscuits.”

As the waiter left, he put his attention back towards you. “so do you usually take strangers on-“ “Coffee dates? No, no I am quite a busy man, I was actually free today and well I couldn’t just ignore you.” He smiles. “Oh well thank you for taking me out uhh.” You say ignoring the fact that he called this a date. “How rude of me! I haven’t introduced myself, haven’t I? The name is Angelo.” He says.

“Oh, I’m y/k Okkotsu.”

His eyes seemed to have lighten up once you told him your name.

“Magnificent.” “Do you work Angelo?”

you ask him curious to know his profession if he could afford to go to such a coffee shop.

“I own many restaurants and coffee shops around here, including the one were at. Its quite new actually.” He says as he looks around admiring his work.

“Really? Wow I really love what you did with the place. I is so stunning and it feels like I’m in the middle of a flower field.” You say surprised.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it darling.

“um currently nothing I’m just home all the time but I’m want to get into my husbands business. I want to feel useful you know? But how can I do that when I’m not even allowed to know anything about it.” You look down at the wooden table “oh sorry I started venting without realizing it.” You say embarrassed.

“No need to feel bad I enjoy giving advice to people.” He says as he receives the drink from the waiter that you didn’t even notice. He set your drink in front of you as he took a sip of his. Letting out a satisfied sigh come out as he tasted the drink.

“What does your husband work in” he asks as he licks his lips.

“Trading under a company.” You say as you also took a sip out of your drink. Your eyes brightened the second your tastebuds made contact with the liquid. This was really good, this man kept of surprising you by the second.

“What is this? It’s so good I’ve never had such a flavorful tea.” You bring the cup up to your lips once again.

“Ha, I knew it would be your taste. It’s a Japanese’s tea that has roasted green tea leaves. Its naturally sweet yet has a hint of a smokey flavor in it.” He lifts his hand up in the air to get a waiter’s attention.

The man quickly runs to him and ask him if everything is okay. Angelo reassures him everything is good and that he just wanted to know if he had a bag of the tea you were currently drinking.

“oh you don’t have to do that! I can always come on my own, I want to support the business.” You say.

“oh sweety but what if you can’t go out when you crave it? You already know how husband can be, ugh so bitter for no reason, Speaking of.” He brings his drink to his mouth. “Y- your husband how is he like?”

For a second you thought he was going to say your husband’s name. Then again, he shouldn’t even know him.

“well, he’s…nothing like I expected him to be like.” You say with a sense of sadness. You had no idea why you held such high expectations for him in the first place. You didn’t even know him for that long and here you thought he was going to be the best husband ever. “I just wish he was more caring, kind, and well just loving in general.”

You had no idea what had happened, when you first met him, he was the most kindest person ever now he was something else.

“Sorry to hear that,” Angelo crosses his legs as he stretches them out. “Something like that must not be easy to through, I trust your strong enough to pull through, right?” Angelo looks own at his watch and raises his brows. “it’s near noon, do you need a ride?”

Ride, but to where? You couldn’t possibly go back to Yuta’s. He was going furious when he finds out you escaped. If you ran back home, you feared your dad would call Yuta since apparently, they were buddy’s now. You could get a hotel room, but they would be able to track you right? At this point he must have already called everyone he knew to look for you. At your wedding the kinds of people that came up to him were unexpected, bank tellers, police, business people, doctors, and more. They all probably had all eyes and ears out for you. You couldn’t held but fiddle with your wedding ring to ease your thoughts.

“Or you could come to work for me, you can be my secretary for the day.” He offers with a genuine smile.

“really?! But I’m a women, wouldn’t people look down on you?” You say feeling a bit excited for the opportunity.

“You think I care about other opinion? Is that the way your husband thinks? Such a childish mindset. Common let’s go to my company building.” He says as he helps you get up.

AN: Guys I wrote this on my laptop on word during my finals. I typed 5 pages of fanfic and thought I out did myself and once I pasted it onto here I screamed. YOUR TELLING ME THIS IS HOW 5 PAGES LOOK LIKE.

#yuta okkotsu #yuta okkotsu x you #yuta okkotsu x reader #jjk second years #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x y/n #yuta okkotsu x y/n #jjk yuuta #yuta okkotsu smut #yuuta okkotsu #yuuta x you #yuuta x y/n #yuuta headcanons #yuuta smut #okkotsu yuuta x reader #okkotsu yuuta #yuta x y/n #yuta x reader #yuuta x reader

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my long ass avery rant that might not make sense but i love her and needed to make this.

a huge rant about my love for avery (i swear im not hating on anyone (except for avery haters... sort of. i respect your opinion but...)) i think the end of my rant makes more sense than the beginning...

IVE MADE A POST ABOUT THIS BUT ILL SAY IT AGAIN. STOP OVERLOOKING AVERY'S TRAUMA. SHE IS SO UNDERRATED AND SUCH A COMPLEX CHARACTER AND I CAN'T STAND PEOPLE IGNORING HER. PEOPLE IN THIS FANDOM BARELY POST ABOUT HER AND IT'S UNBEARABLE (LIKE NO HATE CAUSE I LOVE ALL THE LYRA POSTS BUT HOW ARE PEOPLE POSTING MORE ABOUT A CHARACTER NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT AND NOT AVERY??? LIKE I SAID NOT HATE, I EAT THE LYRA POSTS UP).

she's literally the best character in the series. the brothers don't even come close to her. people who are mad at her for not picking grayson can actually just shove it up their ass bc gray and avery would've never worked out in the long run. avery is a queen and i see people hating on her for so many stupid reasons. not picking gray? giving away the money? being an emily 2.0????????????????????????????? don't even dare compare my queen, my love, my everything to that wretched beast who is now rotting in a coffin underground. some people making reviews on goodreads seriously need to get a life and touch some grass.

as im rereading the main trilogy, i'm writing down quotes from avery so i can make an in depth analysis of her character. it might suck and it will definitely be multiple parts but if no one is gonna acknowledge her trauma, i will. i'm sick and tired of people constantly ranting about grayson and other characters when avery is literally the main character. none of this series would exist if it weren't for avery. the fact that some people are willing to defend their favorite characters when they hurt avery is so so sad to me. like, i love jameson with my entire heart, but treating avery like a puzzle and messing with her self esteem was not cool of him. same goes for grayson and him treating avery like a shitty gold digger who 'hasn't struggled like he has'

i've made posts about this before but i feel the need to make another one. i've seen people defend grayson for treating avery like shit in the first book (some people do it as a joke which is fine but some people are actually serious and it confuses me??). i get that grayson was mad and disappointed that his grand father disinherited him after a lifetime of being told he was going to inherit. his feelings were 100% valid. did he have the right to take it out on avery though? no. not at all. this girl is even more confused that he is and has been nothing but kind to him. him invalidating her feelings and treating her like crap is just so shitty of him. don't get me wrong. he has redeemed himself and i do love him, but seeing people defending him (in a serious way) just gets on my nerves. would you like to be treated the way avery was in tig? i think not.

i'm not as mad about jameson bc 1. he apologized on 'screen' and 2. i don't see people defending him as much as grayson (i don't think i've ever seen a post defending him which is good). i love him too, and what he did was also horrible. i better not ever see a post defending him. his actions are explainable but that doesn't justify them. he really messed with avery's self-esteem, so much as to make her doubt his feelings towards her. the only reason i'm not as mad as with the grayson situation is bc i don't see people defending him as passionately (if at all).

i see this happen in so many fandoms. people gush over the male love interest or the male main character and completely ignore the fmc. the only fandom i don't see this happening in is the folk of the air fandom. jude is getting the attention she deserves which makes me so happy. people willingly ignore what the fmc goes through at the hands of their favorite male character just bc they love them and that is just so absurd to me.

anyways, avery has been through so much fucking trauma it would take me hours to go through it all. she grew up with almost no one by her side, learning how to take care of/protect herself, lost her mother at 15, her best friend moved away a few years before her mom died, her father treated her like dog shit and completely ignore her for her entire life until she inherited the money, she lived in her car, worked her ass off at school and at work to simply keep herself alive, had to deal with drake (although she wasn't his girlfriend, he clearly affected her if she was willing to move into her car bc of him), was almost killed by drake (and, indirectly, skye), sheffield, and eve (and kidnapped by sheffield), it was mentioned on tfg (i believe) that there were other attempts on her life in between thl and tfg, dealt with people constantly belittling her trauma (and her) and saying horrible things about her, she deals with horrible panic attacks after everything she's been through, also deals with crappy self esteem (that was made worse by some of the hawthornes), her privacy was constantly invaded, and, this one is more subtle, but there are instances where she thinks (or does) self harm (like the scene in thl where she's purposefully trying to hurt herself by punching the brick wall blocking off toby's wing. both oren and jameson had to step in to help her). all of these things clearly affected her but barely anyone talks about it? i'm probably missing some things but i just wish she got more attention. she is one of the most forgiving (literally too forgiving. she's willing to forgive people so easily bc she wants to be wanted (but doesn't want to want to be wanted) and have friends)

this girl is much stronger than anyone gives her credit for (the hawthornes would never survive in the 'asylum where they raised her' (whos afraid of little old me by avery is definitely her song)). this rant is probably all over the place and is really long (but definitely won't be the last). thank you for attending my ted talk.

#the inheritance games #jameson hawthorne #avery grambs #grayson hawthorne #nash hawthorne #xander hawthorne #libby grambs #averyjameson

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newestq · 1 year

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I love your p1h headcanons! Do you think you can write one of how and when the members would get annoyed in a relationship ? Thank you !

( gender neutral plz )

this was really hard for me T-T so im only posting the maknae line. if anyone wants to see the hyung line then ill write for them, but this is all i've got for now.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎ 𝚙𝟷𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍, 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍

ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜

┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ 🌿 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

୨ hwang intak, ୧

ꕥ insensitive. intak is a rather, sensitive guy. his emotions are just too strong, and he feels them for those around him; especially his band mates. he's never had to worry about you not getting along with his friends, you all clicked pretty well. but on one particular night, you had said something towards jongseob. something that you said in a joking manner, and intak knows you didn't mean it, but you still laughed about it. jongseob laughed, but it was forced—and it irked intak. when jongseob walked away, you hadn't realized, and it made intak even more upset. so intak confronts you about it later.

"i get you're close with my friends, but i would really appreciate if you didn't comment on things like that, especially towards seobie."

୨ haku shota : soul, ୧

ꕥ not listening to him. shota isn't the type to talk much in front of people he doesn't know, so when he started talking more to you, you had known just how close you two were. eventually, when you started dating, shota would talk all the time. you loved it; though sometimes he would talk when you were busy with school. shota never realized he was being distracting. he was just telling you about what his time in japan was like. but you had a concert coming up, so you were looking over your sheet music. when you continued to hum at what he was saying, instead of asking questions or making actual comments, shota looked over at you—eyes fixed on the work in front of you. you weren't listening to him. he leaves, going to his and jongseob + taeyang's shared room. he doesn't even tell you he's leaving. soon after, you notice shota isn't sitting next to you. you ask jiung, who's been sitting on the couch, where he is, and he answers saying he left a while ago. when you walk into his room, you see him scrolling through his phone; annoyance clearly plastered on his face.

"hey sho, why did you leave?"

"didn't feel like wasting my breath. you clearly didn't feel like listening," he deadpans.

୨ kim jongseob, ୧

ꕥ baby him. he gets babied a lot by the members, and it's easy to laugh them off. with you, it's different. the idea of you making the same jokes as his friends ticks him off. it doesn't make him mad, necessarily, just extremely bothered. now, don't get him wrong—when you call him your baby, that is different as opposed to "awe the little baby doesn't want to do that." so jongseob confronts you about it. at first you're a little lost, but you realize how aggravated he is trying to explain it to you.

"look, i'm tired of being treated like a child to you. i know you don't mean it intentionally, but please, can you not make those jokes? sorry if i'm coming across as a dick."

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rzyraffek · 1 year

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Fallout4 characters with teen!sole

Bestie you are litteraly describing one of my oc's! Of course its purley platonic😊 teen!sole is also from valut and was in fidge for last 200years. I refer to them as 'kid' bcs thats how some of characters would probably treat them anyways. Also its a screenshot vuz I accidentally deleted the ask and luckily had some sort of proof

Maccready

The only guy here with any expirence with kids

Dad vibe

Type of guy who says "We need to cut it off" after Sole tells him their hand hurts

Will teach them how to shoot, hunt ect

Also scold them every time they talk with any shady people??? Like he really doesnt want them to end up like him with whole 'gunners incident'

He thinks that Sole would get along with Duncan well!

If Sole calls him 'dad' mans gotta be so happy

Deacon

Secretly worried about their saftey, like Commonwealth is dangerous place for trained adults, and for kids ESPECIALLY ones who have no knowlage about defence or weapons

But he never shows his worries, just hangs around being cool dude he is😎😎

Rich cousin/uncle vibe

You like this cool hat you saw like week ago? Boom see it apear inside your closed 2days later

His love language (quick remidner that love also can be platonic🙄😎) is giving them little gifts when they don't see him or leaving notes with remiders on them ^^

Quick reminder that he and his wife wanted to have kids! So yeah Sole makes him wonder if thats how it feels to have kids tbh

If Sole calls him 'dad' bro will freeze and panic, probably pretending that he thought that was a joke but he's sweating so hard rn

Hancock

Wtf a child? Here?

Bestie you really shouldn't be here

If Sole is in this cringy teen phase when they do drugs/cigarettes, watch him say stuff like "drugs=bad" meanwhile taking some mentats

Your friendly local drug dealer vibe

Dude gonna teach them how to manipulate assholes, trow knifes, gaslight and still look stylish

If Sole ever tells him about their parents he will be angry, like ??? Why would anyone do anything to a kid???

He will litteraly pay fahrenheit to watch them when he's busy

Preson

"Fire, pretty sky and a lot of storytelling in middle of nowhere" vibe

Im 100% sure he knows how to play on guitar and will try to teach them

He will try to act mature and lead them to the right path but he won't try to be their "new perent" unless Sole is clear that they see him as father figure, he will never even bring this up.

When they call him 'dad' mans will be the happiest minuteman in history. Also if kid will even mention their past caretakers he will just tell them to forget about them cuz they aren't coming back and they are never going to hurt Sole anymore

Gage

How on earth some kid killed Colter? No one knows but Gage is impressed.

He gets annoyed by lack of knowlage and skills, ye ye he gets that they are like 13 or something but come on hes not going to do anything for them. Huh what do you mean you are from valut? Before the war?? Damn kid and im happy to be alive. Stop lying

*sighs* "jesus boss let me do it"

Older brother vibes.

"How many times i have to tell you, dont hang out with pack members they have bad influence on you AND do not even think about going near Nisha"

He needs to learn ALOT he dumped his family and even if he had younger siblings he never really took care of anyone, never, so yeah it is challenging

If Sole somehow calls him 'dad' they were probably incredibly tired or something very emotional happened. No matter how it happend Gage will ignore it and later overthink when Sole wont be around, like ??? Me??? Gee what kind of parental figure this kid had?? Should I check on them more often??

Danse

Uhh erm a child ee greeting?

Akward

At first he sees Sole as lil civilan and just tells them where to find nearest safe place/diamond city cuz hes very very busy and cant take care of child while on duty. If kid hangs around more he will probably warm up

Of course he will ask about their parents but when Sole tells him some upsetting stuff he won't ask again, he won't tell them to go home either. He will just idk let them vibe

I can imagine Sole just tagging along his missions by just begging him to hang out with them constantly. They quickly get along. Very lonley soldier and kid who lost everyone.

One of those 'depressed dude adopts random child he found in middle of knowhere' prompt

When Sole calls him 'dad' he gonna get emotional fr fr pls civilan he's on duty he cant cry rn 😭

Yall I loved writting for gage i might do part 2 with Gage just trying to figure out how kids work. Also another pole cuz I still have no clue how to delete those on phone. And as always, I used x reader tags ONLY to reach bigger audience 🦊

#fallout 4 #fallout #maccready #sole survivor #fallout 4 gage #preston garvey #fallout headcanons #paladin danse #robert maccready #deacon fallout 4 #fallout deacon #fallout 4 hancock #preston #paladin danse x reader #fallout x reader #deacon x reader #maccready x reader

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blingblong55 · 11 months

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Wondrous Time- Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

Based on a request:

im gonna claim an emoji RN and it'll be 😻 so anyway drabble on when readers like super duper upset because she went on a terrible date and she goes and just rants and it leads to a gossip session with soap and at the end it turns out they've both been pinning for each other but they, or at least the reader, JUST found out abt their own feelings?

F!Reader, friends to lovers, fluff

Long ago, you met a man Johnny 'Soap' Mactavish, he and you had become very close, always calling or texting each other to rant or vent, as well as the many jokes and lowkey arguments you two had. This time, it was to talk about a recent date you had gone on.

Soap sat legs crossed, some snack in hand and a beer in the other. You were making your coffee in the kitchen because it would be a long talk. Once you sat down, you exhaled loudly.

"So it's that bad?" he asks, beer passing through his throat. You nod, wide-eyed. "The fucking worst!" you said, setting the coffee down. Every weeknight when he had days off, he'd spent Sundays with you. He told you of his failed dates or talking stages with other people, how cringy he'd have to act so they could get the idea he liked them.

"Okay....fucking tell me!" he was eager, not because he liked seeing you hurt, but because this man had motives to celebrate those failed dates. You crossed-legged on the sofa, looking at him, bitting inner lip

"So, you know how you told me that if a man valued me he'd come to the door for me?"

He nods, "Yeah..."

"This fucker honked! fucker didn't even text me, and I was like fuck it, okay.." you take a sip from your coffee, "and then, I get in the car, not even a 'you look pretty' or 'How are you?" NOTHING!" you exclaimed. God did he love it when you would overreact and recreate certain stuff that happened to you. He just nods, taking this information in.

"...We get to the place right...and as we ordered he goes, 'you'll pay'....like he didn't tell me the week before it was his treat!" Soap shakes his head. "So I do because a bitch was hungry and I was not going to get hangry...we eat and whatnot," another pause, "and fucker only talks about himself, not once could I get in a word. 'like this one time I-' and 'wait this reminds me of when i-' ugh!" you roll your eyes, meantime Soap admires this from his place. He chuckles as you try to impersonate such a man's accent.

After about two hours of talking about the date, he and you make jokes about the guy. Looking at his social media and adding more jokes that make you both cry tears of laughter. He pats or in a friendly way hits your thigh when he comes up with a better joke.

When you two had gotten tired from the tummy aches, you sit there and sigh. "At this rate, we will end up alone in retirement homes."

He nods, agreeing with such a statement. Days later, he was back on leave. Sent you a picture of him and some guy in a mask, the photo was blurry as the man in the mask tried to reach for the phone. You chuckle at the face Soap had when the photo was taken.

You watched a movie, "Love, Rosie", in which a man and a woman were close friends, one moves away, the other stays, for years that is how it was, until finally at the end they confess such love for the other. It made you realise one thing, Soap and you had a similar relationship, just not many feelings between the other, or so you thought. For years, Soap tried to make advances on you, always flirting but you were oblivious to it, one day he just settled to being your friend. He knew it was something valuable, having you there as his friend, a painful title, but what can you do.

You looked through photos of you together, the way he stared at you, friends don't look at the other like that, nor do they sit down, giving you their attention when all they want to give you is their heart. It was funny, going through so many heartbreaks when the other clung to hope of maybe being the one you loved. But he waited, he'd wait for years and years to have a chance with who he knows is the one he was meant to be with.

Maybe the clues were all there, maybe you needed help finding them, finding him. But after nearly 9 years of friendship, maybe it was time to turn your best friend into the man you know you deserve, finally.

He returned back to you, talking about how he embarrassed himself at a bar while deployed because he thought a girl was finally into him. "Maybe I was delusional, but c'mon, you just don't play with me like that" he sits down.

"hey, when you said we'd be old and alone...would you ever visit me?" he asks, voice more serious. He had been thinking about you as well, looking at how your soft hands fit with his calloused ones, like a puzzle. "Just a thought of course"

"I see us...arguing over a meal" you chuckle. "I'm being serious, think we could ever be like the couple from The Notebook?"

Your favourite film, the one you cried in his arms to, "Unfair Johnny!" His hands rubbed your back, trying to calm you down, "C'mon bonnie, life happens, they loved each other, and they died together," and you cried even more. Forehead kisses multiply, "You've seen this over 20 times, it's always the same ending." he comments.

"Maybe this time she remembers him, maybe they leave that place and watch their grandkids grow." sniffles from you, head buried on his chest, voice muffled. He couldn't help but chuckle, "Oh you poor wee thing," his hand on your head, "life isn't about maybe's, do you always say 'maybe' to everything?" he looks down at you. "Maybe" you softly speak, "my poor little bonnie," he kisses your forehead.

"We'll die?!"

"No, no no, I meant...grow old together, maybe...even create memories like theirs..." in that moment, you knew what he was getting at.

"Maybe" you softly say.

A wide smile on him. The maybe's that could end up in letters he'd address to you, the nights he can hold you, watch movies and cuddle, have you hold his hand. Life is full of maybe's, but not with him, no, no more. It was filled with yes's and no's.

A/N: think it's pretty good...anyways...hope ya liked it!

isn't it just so pretty to think, All along there was some, invisible string, Tying you to me?

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127tyong · 1 year

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Candy

Pairing: Jaemin X Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst

Warnings: the ending's depressing, im sorry

Word Count: 2.6k

"His fresh, flowery scent that tickled my nose, alongside his warmth, all reminded me of spring, and that's why I loved him."

Part 1 of 4: Spring - Candy

"Ugh, I really am just… so tired." Your best friend, Jaemin, was whining as you attempted to teach him how to solve the math problem on the paper. The homework assignment was only half completed, and it was due that afternoon.

At the time, you were the top student, so everyone went to you for help, especially Jaemin. "Well, you're the one that wanted to go into med school." You scoffed, half helping Jaemin, and half doing everything for him.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Jaemin cried out. Jaemin's desk chair was spun around to face you, the only thing between the two of you was your desk and the homework.

"Depends on if you can answer this." You scoffed, your head resting on your hand, elbow on the desk, forcing the gap between you and Jaemin to become even smaller as he hunched over your desk to solve the problem.

You noticed the fresh smell of Jaemin's shampoo, and the way it made your heart feel ticklish, and you realized that you wanted to touch his pretty black hair.

Your daydream ended when Jaemin shoved the paper in your face, showing you the answer.

"Oh wow!" You exclaimed, taking the paper from his hands. "You're actually right!"

"Why'd you have to say it like that?" He groaned, slamming his pen onto the desk.

"Good boy." You pet his hair as Jaemin nuzzled his head into your hand like a cat. "You did well. Now, finish the rest of your homework yourself."

"You're so mean." Jaemin stood up, opening the classroom door "I'm going to go to the bathroom."

"Just know I tried to help you!" You yelled at him, half serious and half joking.

"Yeah, yeah, you're a fucking saint!" Jaemin yelled back, slamming the door behind him.

You rolled your eyes to Jaemin's actions, his paper still on your desk, his pen in your hand. As you clicked the pen, you thought about the way he treated you. You knew he liked you, at least to some extent, his blushing ears unable to hide behind his short hair. The only real question was if he was ever going to ask you out, or if he was going to force you to make the first move…

A pile of items falling onto your desk snapped you out of your thoughts, a pile of peppermint candy hitting the desk with a thud.

"I forgot to give you these earlier." Jaemin giggled, his smile going up to his eyes.

"Peppermint?" You took the wrapped off the candy, biting into the hard shell of minty sweet, the candy breaking into a million pieces that dissolved onto your tongue as it mixed into your saliva.

"I have some left over from Christmas." Jaemin chuckled, returning to his seat, taking his pen back from you.

"Gross." You gagged, it being April at this point.

"Hey, this stuff doesn't expire for like, a year!" Jaemin returned to his homework, spinning his pen in his fingers.

"That's… wrong. That's so wrong." You swallowed the remains of the candy.

"Hey! It's still good!" Jaemin pouted over his candy.

"I'm talking about your solution. You don't even remember the basic formulas?" You pointed at the problem.

"Oh." Jaemin deadpanned.

"I think you need a tutor at this point." You sighed.

"Would you tutor me?" Jaemin looked up at you with puppy eyes, pouting.

"Absolutely not." You grabbed your phone out of your bag. "Study hall is almost over, by the way."

"Fuck!" Jaemin scribbled some random numbers on the paper.

The teacher entered the classroom. "Jaemin, turn your chair around and stop bothering the poor girl."

"I'm not bothering her! Tell him!" He whined at you.

"Thanks, Mr. Lee." You scoffed in reply.

"Mhm." Mr. Lee mumbled. "I'm starting class now."

"Why are you looking at me!" Jaemin looked at the teacher, appalled. "I'm not the only one being a bother."

"Psst, Jaemin." You whisper-yelled. "Look around. You're literally the only one being disruptive." Everyone around you two was giggling at Jaemin, his reputation as the class clown not preceding him.

Jaemin sat properly in his seat. "Sir, I'm ready." Laughter erupted from the classroom for a few seconds from Jaemin's remark.

"Great, I'm glad you decided to join us."

"I need you to tutor me tonight." Jaemin ran after you as you left the school.

"Can't. I'm busy." You ignored him, your pace speeding up. It's not like you didn't like Jaemin, it's more of the fact that you didn't want to have to be alone with him.

"With what?" Jaemin grabbed your arm, his fingers interlocking yours.

"Jaemin, I have a life." You scoffed. "Besides, finals are soon, so I have to study for that."

"Study with me then!" Jaemin pulled on your arm. At this point, it would only be 10 seconds before he actually got on his knees and begged.

"Fine, only after school Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. The other days I have to study." You scoffed. "And only at your house."

"I'm home!" Jaemin shouted as he opened the front door. "I'm joking. No one's home."

You rolled your eyes, taking your shoes off. "When are your parents coming home?" You sat at the dining room table, putting your bag on the seat to your right, Jaemin sitting on your left.

"Maybe around 8 pm?" Jaemin slammed his bag on the table.

"Okay, so you need help with your college calculus class…" You mumbled, pulling out your notebook.

Jaemin's head fell on your shoulder, closing his eyes. "I'm sleepy, let me nap for a second."

"Nope." You scoffed, taking Jaemin's homework out of his bag. "Let's start with Lesson One."

"You're evil." Jaemin wrapped his arms around you, making your heart race faster. You hoped Jaemin couldn't hear your heart pounding out of your chest, his head dangerously close to your heart.

You pushed him off you. "Hey, I don't have to be here."

"Fine, fine." Jaemin rolled his eyes. "You don't really like me, do you?"

"Don't be stupid, I wouldn't be here if I didn't think we were friends." You scoffed. "I just don't want you to fail."

"That's true…" Jaemin sitting up properly. "Do you want something to eat or drink? When are you leaving?"

"If you cook me dinner, I'll stay until your parents get home." You suggested.

"Sounds great." Jaemin scooted his chair up to you, his thigh touching yours. You felt like you could faint at any second, your shoulders touching.

"Okay, should we actually start studying?" You tried to ignore the way his hand touched yours as he copied your notes, or the way his thigh rubbed against yours as he bounced his leg up and down.

"I thought you knew I didn't really want to study." Jaemin whined, suddenly grabbing you by your waist. "Can't we just watch a movie and hang out?"

"Ugh, I guess we can for an hour, we'd still have around 3 hours left… oh, and an hour for dinner… You're lucky that finals week isn't for 3 more weeks." You pondered the pros and cons of taking a break, then finally realizing how stressed out you actually were.

Jaemin pushed to sit closer to you than he already was, his arm around your shoulders, your head naturally falling onto his shoulder. "What should we do?"

"Anything." You scoffed. "I mean, we'll end up talking anyways."

"Speaking of talking… Why did you agree to help me?" Jaemin faced you, giving you direct eye contact.

You sighed, removing Jaemin's arm off you. "Why do you think I did?"

"You… We…" Jaemin mumbled, trying to think of anything.

"You're lucky you're pretty." You scoffed.

"You think I'm pretty?" Jaemin wrapped both arms around you, squeezing you and forcing you onto his lap.

"Can we just do our homework?" You groaned, not 100% knowing how to feel.

"Fine…"

The rest of the night was spent with Jaemin's clinginess never really stopping, his scent and warmth never leaving your side.

"There you are!" Jaemin called after you as you entered your classroom.

"What…" You groaned, feeling like Jaemin forcing you to stay with him this entire week.

And he did, every single day he'd sit in front of you.

But this time, it was different.

Another girl was sitting in the seat you sit in, Jaemin sitting in front of her, facing her.

You felt like your heart shattered into a million pieces. Like your boyfriend cheated on you… But he wasn't yours. You thought he liked you. You rationalized your emotions, his friendliness had to have meant he liked you, right? A veil lifted from over your eyes as you realized he treats everyone the way he treated you. It was just the fact that this week, it was you. You were the girl he played around with this week.

You bit your lip and went up to him. "Oh, hi Jaemin! And you're Haeun, right?"

She nodded, looking you in the eye. Her cheeks were bright red, visible even under her concealer, the way she leaned in to talk to Jaemin similar to the way you did just a few days ago.

"Hi!" He grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him, his head on your stomach. "Are you coming to my house tonight?"

"I don't know… It's Friday, don't you have plans?" You tried to get Jaemin off you, looking at Haeun.

"Actually, Jaemin, I was going to ask you if you wanted to hang out tonight…" Haeun smiled at Jaemin.

"Oh… well, you couldn't have known this, but she and I actually have a thing…" Jaemin smiled back at her.

"We really just study together…" You mumbled, trying to make it not seem like a big thing.

"Oh." Haeun stood up. "I'll just get back to my seat then."

"Wait, Haeun…" Jaemin called after her. "What's she upset about?" Jaemin looked up at you.

"You're so… dumb." You scoffed, tossing your bag down and taking your seat.

"Well? Tell me!" Jaemin pouted.

You rolled your eyes, questioning if Jaemin was stringing you along or if he likes you at all. "She likes you. Can't you see it?"

"Uh… no." Jaemin laughed, grabbing your arm from across the desk.

You felt like your world was suddenly shattering all over again. Realizing he would never like you unless you told him plainly, you had to think of a plan to ask him out…

"That's… wild." You looked at the practice sheet Jaemin finished. "You actually got all of them right?"

"You don't have to look so surprised!" Jaemin leaned on your shoulder.

"Wow, I might actually have to give you a present!" You gave Jaemin a hug. "Did you cheat?"

"Oh, shut up!" Jaemin scoffed. "I tried so hard!"

You laughed, Jaemin's hand in yours. "What do you want?"

"A kiss?" Jaemin did a kissing motion with his lips.

You kissed his cheek, your hand on his shoulder, hugging him. "Is that good enough?"

"No." Jaemin leaned in, kissing your lips.

You could taste the peppermint candy on his lips and his soft hair in between your fingers. It was perfect, you couldn't have asked for a better kiss, or a better man…

But something was heavy on your mind.

"Jaemin." You pulled away. "What about Haeun?"

"Sh…" His head fell onto your shoulder, his lips close to your neck, breath tickling you. "Don't worry. Now, you've never been in my bedroom, right?"

And just like that, you were on Jaemin's bed, his tongue swirling around your mouth, your shirt pulled up, Jaemin's hands fiddling with your bra, removing it.

"You're so pretty." Jaemin breathed into your ear. "So, so pretty."

"You're so wet… Have you been dreaming about this day like I have?" Jaemin rubbed your clit, fingers slowly going inside you with an embarrassingly loud squelching sound.

You couldn't handle the tension anymore, deciding you wanted to really show Jaemin how much you like him. "Put it inside me." You looked him in the eye, cradling his head in your hands. "Do it."

"No foreplay?" Jaemin slid his belt off, unzipping his pants. "If that's what you want…" You stared at his cock, precum dripping, rock hard in his hands.

"I'm sure, I want you…" You pulled your panties off, tucking your knees to your chest.

"Stop teasing me, Jaemin…" You cried out, covering your face with your hands as your thighs shook from all the teasing.

Jaemin pushed your hands away to give you one last kiss on your lips before sliding his tip inside you. "Good girl, you take it so well."

"I can take it all." You cried out, not quite feeling full yet.

His lips made their way back to your lips to muffle your screams as he shoved the rest of his length into you. You began to love the taste of peppermint on your tongue as Jaemin kept his lips on yours as he thrusted into you, his whiny breaths escaping onto your tongue, your own moans muffled as well. You grabbed his silky hair, pulling it as he sped up.

He pulled away a second to bite into your neck, leaving bitemarks and hickeys on your skin.

"Jaemin…" You whined, about to tell him to stop, but ending up not speaking. You figured that this was the way it was always going to be, that Jaemin would always leave you marked up… "Harder."

"Of course." His teeth sank into your skin deeper, fingers circling on your clit.

You felt so overpowered, overstimulated, overused. You almost felt like you were dick-drunk. You had to have been crazy, the way your eyes rolled back and drool trickled out of your mouth. It felt almost too good, like Jaemin was drugging the candies he gave you. So, unnaturally good, to the point your thighs were shaking as they wrapped around Jaemin's waist and your arms kept Jaemin's body close to yours.

"Baby…" Jaemin brought you down to earth. "I'm cumming."

And you felt yourself reach your own high. You almost felt numb, sweaty but shaking, crying but with a smile on your face. Your womb felt warm, full of cum, Jaemin's cum, and it made you so happy you could cry all over again.

"I love you, Jaemin." You choked out.

He pulled out, sitting on the bed next to you. "My bathroom's over there… If you want to take a shower."

You figured Jaemin didn't hear you… Or maybe it was too soon. You grabbed Jaemin's hand. "Hold me."

You pulled the sheets over your body, debating if you should stay or not. You knew that if he loved you, he wouldn't have done that… You grabbed your stuff, getting dressed.

"I'm…" Jaemin stood up. "I'm going to go shower, if you don't want to."

You felt like you got slapped in the face. "Jaemin."

He ignored you, going into the bathroom. You heard the water start running.

And you walked home.

With every step you took, you felt Jaemin's cum pooling into your panties, hot and sticky. When you got home, you immediately threw your clothes into the washing machine, just washing that one outfit. You sat on the floor, the vibration of the machine on your back, feeling so dirty, violated, blindsided.

You pulled yourself together, forcing yourself to believe that Jaemin would never hurt you, that he just didn't know how to react… Anything other than this.

The weekend came and went without a text from Jaemin.

And the school week started.

The marks on your neck never faded, and you didn't bother to cover them.

You opened the door to your classroom, and you felt all eyes shift to you.

Haeun was in the seat you typically sat in, with Jaemin in front of her, and peppermint candy in her mouth.

Alt Ending

#nct smut #nct fanfic #nct dream smut #jaemin smut #nct x reader #'00 smut

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dsaf-confessions · 5 months

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I have two of them

1: Steven x Peter isn't that bad honestly. Imo at least. It doesn't deserve the amount of hating it gets. 'But Steven ruined Peter's life by sending him to become a phone guy' the games go out of their way to show and even directly tell you that phone guys are slaved people who are brought back from the dead and forced to do as their programming says. Steven isn't an expert or anything he's just as slaved as the others were. And while he does say 'I hope u can forgive me for this' which kinda means that he knew it was bad? But honestly I still don't blame it on him fully. From my understanding phone guys are only capable of going 'against' (for lack of better word) their programming only if they have some humanity or memories when they were alive, which I dont think Steven does, in both dsaf1 & 3 hes fully convinced that he's Scott Cawthon and only remembers that he isnt after literally being forced to. 'they hate eachother' I've replayed all the dsaf games and I can't find anything confirming that. Steven obviously regrets what he did and wants to make it right to not just Peter, but everyone else as well. Peter and Steven don't interact much, but Peter hasn't said anything mean about Steven once. The only thing that implies this is Peter's line of Jack saving even those who don't deserve it. But honestly he never said it was about Steven. For all we know he could had been referring to Dave or hell even himself. 'Its boss x employee which would be toxic by realistic standards' ok I see your point but why compere realistic standards to fucking dsaf? You know what else would be incredible toxic by realistic standards too? Davesport. But the fandoms not ready for that talk.

Speaking of davesport

2: Davesport is hellaaaaaaa overrated. I get why people ship it. It has much potential. But honestly it's the only thing the fandom talks about and Im getting tired of it. Where's my Steven contact? Where's my Peter or Dee contact? Where's the phone guys, Henry, Jacktrap or hell even Davetrap contact? Where's the angst connect on the Kennedy siblings? The only endings this fandom talks about are like the Gnarly Endings even tho I think the good ending and pure evil endings in dsaf2 are much better better than the gnarly end. Contact of the legacy routes are almost non existent ESPECIALLY on the legacy route of 2 and when there's is. It's davesport angst. How about we make angst about how Jack literally kills his motherfucking sister that he literally died for in an even more curler dsaf3 legacy route. I also hate how much the fandom mischaracterizes it. No they aren't uwu gay boys, no they don't have a perfect relationship. Their relationship is fucking unhealthy, flawed and bittersweet. (No Im not saying davesport is a pr*ship don't accuse me of that, although it's an unhealthy relationship it's not an ab**ive one). Dave literally stalks Jack, he has cameras on his house for the real Fredbear's sake. Yes I know they're treated like jokes, yes I know that Jack doesn't seem to mind, yes I know that Dave & Jack ARE capable of being in a somewhat normal relationship, with Flipside Dave at least. But still that's not healthy. They are literally willing to kill eachother if they're opposite! Those are two dead courses that have been stripped almost completely out of all their humanity thanks to that pink fuck Henry. Obviously they won't be sweet and caring to eachother or anyone really. If you like Davesport at the very least actually protey it correctly.

This is coming from someone who doesn't even ship Steveter (that's what I'll call the ship) and loves Davesport btw

#dayshift at freddy's #dsaf #dsaf confessions #steven stevenson #peter kennedy #dave miller #jack kennedy

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pareiwheeler · 11 months

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i hate people who hate el. like yeah she does the scream thing. THATS NOT THE ONLY THING SHE DOES. they make it sound like her only purpose as a character is to stare at the villain menacingly and scream and then Cry. like !?!?!?! what !?!?!?!? her character is so much more than that?

im so tired of the "papa" and "friends dont lie" jokes. "friends dont lie" is one of the biggest themes in the show!?!?!? and they just use the line to make fun of el. its the phrase she latched on to. it was one of the phrases used to help her understand what a friend was, because she did not know what a friend was!!!

people who make fun of her season 2 meltdown make me sick!!!!!!!!! she was scared and confused and isolated and didnt know how to deal with her overpowering feelings of sadness and helplessness so she let it out through her powers. which is devastating in itself, because her powers are the reason she has to be isolated in the first place.

dont even get me STARTED on how most m!levens treat her.

yeah lets all make fun of the traumatized depressed confused girl because she made a funny face/can't speak fluently because she was in a lab for the first eleven years of her life/is traumatized depressed and confused.

it makes me so angry. you can dislike el without being downright stupid and ignorant about it

#el hopper #el hopper byers #byler #<target audience #elmax #stranger things #parei rambles

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aroaceconfessions · 1 year

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im sick of being babied all the time. i already look young for my age as i have a baby face, im short, I guess i just look really young in general. I never really cared until everyone started hitting puberty and i just- never did..? people literally younger than me unironically treat me like im 5.

when i tell people im aroace (very comfortable and happy with my identity) the response is usually “you’re too young for this!” “you’re too innocent to know these things!” … like I’ve talked to you for 5 minutes, you dont even know my name?? stop assuming shit about me

people usually look extremely shocked when i make a stupid sex joke or swear just like everyone else does. this happens with people who dont know anything about me and people who know im aroace. i dont even know anymore if its my appearance or my identity or both but im so tired man.

#aromantic #asexual #aroace #aspec #aro #ace #arospec #acespec #arose #infantilization

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reidslovely · 1 year

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idk My maladaptive daydream scenarios have been thinking about Toxic! Peter and whatnot.

Like him being like that bc of Gwendy’s death (but before he was like that too- with there on and off relationship 😒). So him and reader have an on and off thing going on and reader is tired of his shit and finally breaks up w/ him . And at first he’s like “pssh yeah whatever” but a few months to a year go by and he realizes how bad he fucked up. Maybe he gets Spider-man to woo her over or maybe jus regular old peter.

Sorry this was so long, like I said it was a maladaptive day dream scenario so its been on reply in my mind. I really love your writing by the way and hope you’re back for our Spider-boy like you said in your post 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

hi friend!! i am back for our spider-boy and i'm so sooo happy to be back thank you guys for welcoming me back 🩶🩶🩶. and honestly...toxic peter has been on my mind too recently especially after rewatching tasm 2 because what the fuck peter???

he dumps gwen after graduation and he's so pathetically lonely and yeah he follows gwen around but it doesn't really do anything for him. so he wonders off and finds some fucked up solace in his next door neighbor who had always had a thing for him. he just shows up on her doorstep playing the role of kicked puppy so well, she can't help but to let him back in and let it be how it was before Gwen came in senior year and she got all of his attention. Peter takes her on romantic dates, sweet long kisses, fun jokes one week but the next it's like she doesn't exist to him (definitely slips up calling her gwen on occasion.) especially after he and Gwen start talking again, but Peter still has her on the side.

One night he's ready to sneak in her window, that she usually leave unlocked for him, ready to make up being gone for so many weeks. But it's locked. He knocks on the door, his eyebrows furrowed motioning to the lock pulling it, but not hard enough because he could easily break that lock if he really wanted. "baby open the window come on." he teases. "I said I was sorry, come on."

he's playing kicked puppy again, and she almost lets him in. "Come on she doesn't want me, you do." "that's the reason you want me. you don't love me peter, you don't even know me anymore." "you're being fucking ridiculous" he laughs waiting for a moment seeing her not even budging from her spot on the bed. "open the window (y/n)" he says his voice loosing its humor. "go home peter, im over it." she said closing the curtains on him. and he doesn't care. at least he convinces himself he doesn't care. it was her loss, he was a fucking catch. all he did this whole time was respect her and she was blowing this up. except till the one person he had outside of her dies right in front of him. he lost gwen completely this time, there is no comeback there is no way to redeem himself. and he actually starts to see the monster he's become. he hurt gwen multiple times and she was still willing to give him the benefit of the doubt every time. he even thinks of (y/n) time to time and how badly he treated her because he was wrapped up in himself and what was best for him. he watched her a lot in his six months of bedroom grieving, like how he would with gwen. he watched her sit out on her roof writing or doing work, he watched her leave for work and come home at night. they locked eyes one night when he was standing on his roof, about to change into the suit for the first time in months. he thought he even saw her smile at him like she used too. it definitely take a toll on him because though this alone time was needed to help him process, but he missed being cradled by her. missed the way her hands tangled in his hair, missed when she'd laugh to make him smile. he did miss her, but she'd never accept that. it takes three weeks to the day, till he is on her window again, sweat clung to his forehead, his mask torn and exposing crucial parts of his face. he didn't even get to knock on the window before she's helping him in, sitting him on the floor pulling the mask off his face. he's crying from pain and regret, apologies spewing out of his mouth. she gets the mask off his face, asking him what he needs. He shakes his head holding her hand that's on applying pressure to his bleeding ribs. "need you." "god even in times like this all you wan.." "-to forgive me. 'm sorry so sorry. I do..do care about you. you're the only person I wanted..wanted to see-" "you're gonna wind yourself peter, we can talk about this later. what do you need?" "like fifteen tylenol, my body will heal it's self." she, though argues him not needing to take that many tylenol, gets him what he asks for and helps him change while wrapping his ribs. they end the night with heartfelt conversations, and peter swearing he'll spend the rest of his life making this up to her, and showing her what he really deserves.

yeah..this has been brewing. so sorry if you were not asking me to write, I started and couldn't stop lmao thank you for sharing your daydream with me friend and trust me no worries about the length I'm also longwinded 🫶🏼

#tasm andrew garfield #tasm peter #tasm peter parker x reader #tasm peter x reader #bambi writes #bambi rambles #bambi answers asks

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