#imma step outside lmao

[excaliburcabbage]

why do i gotta get involved lmao 😭💀

the way we have to literally invade the privacy of familial disputes in this game is kinda wild ngl

#stardew valley #sdv shane #sdv #stardew #sdv marnie #yall do what u gotta do #but like #imma step outside lmao

[fandomwritingbit]

Sweet girl pt.6

Dbf William Afton x (fem) virgin reader

Synop: Your parents are throwing a neighbourhood party, you're looking forward to it. It's too bad you're going to miss all of it.

Warnings: smut, oral, taking of virginity, public sex, coercion, corruption and manipulation. William is pretty evil ngl.

Imma just link to the masterlist, this series is getting well too long lol.

A/n: I've never written cherry-popping before I hope this is okay. This is so far from my experience it's hard to believe it'd be the same even lmao. Also my writer's block has been so fucking bad recently, I need all the slack you're willing to give.

It sounded great when your parents first put it to you: a barbeque a few weekends from now, the whole neighbourhood invited to enjoy some good food and sunshine. The perfect excuse to flaunt a gorgeous lavender dress you bought months ago, it caught your eye on a sales rack, a perfect flowy fabric that clung to all the right places. Your size, a match made in heaven. You can’t help but shiver with the thought of how William will react to it, handsy is the word that springs to mind, not that you are against that. 

~

The day of, you step into that dress, the fabric soft and almost soothing around your body. It’s hot today and you’re glad for the lightness of the material, though you think that maybe the heat on your face is from anticipation. He’s all you think about, the danger of him asking you to touch him with your dad barely 10 feet away, the beautiful feeling of his fingers inside you tearing an orgasm out of you like nothing you've had before, the nights you’ve spent calling him and getting off. You’re addicted to all of it and it has your fingers dipping into your panties at any given opportunity.

You pad downstairs about ten minutes before people are set to arrive, finding your mum and dad hurrying around. “Oh you look lovely, sweetie.” Your dad says in passing, carrying an overly big bowl of salad towards your dining table. It was full of all kinds of buffet bits, but enough space left for guests to contribute things, as tends to be customary. Right now the amount of food seems over the top, but you know that once things get going your house will be full of everyone with a tie to the community.

… 

And you were correct, your house is swarming. People in the living room, the dining room, outside, all chatting and greeting neighbours that ‘they really should see more often’. You’re herded around groups of people by your mum and dad, introductions and re-introductions said to what felt like hundreds, but was likely only twenty or so. You are as polite as you can, smiling through small talk about your education and how much you’ve changed since last year, but your heart’s not in it, your eyes are constantly flicking around for William. It should be easy to spot him, he's a tall enough fella, but your searching keeps turning up empty.

Your glancing around the room is interrupted by a squeaky, “Oh my god, y/n?” You turn to where the voice is coming from, instantly recognising the girl of your age who was squeezing past your dad to get to you. “I haven’t seen you since… school.” She pulls a face at the word ‘school’ which you commiserate with, you can’t place this girl's name but the mention of school makes you frown. Your manners are important to you but it doesn’t take a genius to realise that if you haven't seen someone in years, there’s most likely a reason why.

“Yeah… It’s been a long time.” You agree, giving her a bright smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes. In the middle of this awkward interaction you clap eyes on him and your heart jumps in your chest in such a ridiculous way you pray it doesn’t show on your face. He’s talking to a bloke you know from three or four houses down, a small smile on his face that has an air of amusement like he’s laughing internally at the gentleman’s expense. 

You are almost physically pulling away from this conversation but the lass doesn’t stop talking, oblivious to your lack of interest as she tells you all about her cosmetology school and her apprenticeship. You just don’t have the rudeness in you to walk away so you grit your teeth and ride out the conversation, eagerly watching William out of the corner of your eye.

It takes so long trying to get her to leave that by the time she’s got out her phone and is part way through finding you on instagram, William is slinking out of the room. The moment she’s done, you brush her off with a polite see you later, leaving the room in the path your bad influence had used. You’re experiencing some kind of withdrawal from not having his attention, it’s pathetic but it’s true, and achingly obvious in how you walk your house searching for him… again. 

You find him in your living room and you edge through a group of chatting neighbours to get through to him and as you get near still unnoticed you find your mum standing beside him, looking up at him and talking through a wide grin. “It feels like a long time since I’ve seen you properly, William.” It takes you no effort to lock onto your mother’s words, they make you frown instantly. 

“Yeah I’ve been busy with work.” He shakes his head, “I’ll have to come and see you and Chris soon.” And your lovely daughter, he mentally adds, though some of the intention must show on his face because the woman in front of him puts her hand on his arm. His eyes widen. 

“Anytime.” She says, doubling down on it, “I mean it, any-time. I like having you around.” Something about the tone of that turns your frown into a scowl. It’s flirtation, and you burn with anger. Jealousy, yes, you can’t help it, it’s instant, but for god’s sake your dad is right fucking there. You don’t consider how you could be overreacting, the indignation is too strong, so you leave the room in a huff, feeling like a fucking idiot for spending your whole day looking for a bloke who clearly wasn’t looking for you. It stings and in a flurry you remind yourself that all the things you’ve done with him are only your first times, not his. 

You’re out of the house before you know it, keeping your head down as you go far to the bottom of your garden where a hedge gives you respite from turning heads. You’re not crying, but you’re not a mile away from it either. Maybe it’s that withdrawal again, but you stand in the corner feeling let down, lonely and stupid. Anger at your mum outweighs anger at William, but the latter is still strong. 

You stand there for a while, getting a better grip on your emotions, you need enough of a hold to walk back inside and either brave more of the party or hide away in your room. This is when people need a smoke, you think to yourself, wondering if a fag could actually help relax someone in this state.

Calming yourself down takes a good few minutes but once you get there, you decide that yeah, you need some quiet for a bit, then some thought about why you went off the handle so quickly, why you’re so enamoured by William. But to do that you’re going to have to escape this whole party, preferably without being noticed because if someone asks you how you are right now, you don’t know how you’re going to react. 

So you slip out your hiding place, peeking around the hedge to see the silent picture of people through your back windows. Here we go. You cross the garden pretty quickly and soon get your hands on the door handle into the house, you step inside managing to smile at the few heads that turn your way. But that smile soon drops away when he appears. Your heart jumps at the sudden confrontation, so long of trying to catch him but now you don’t want him anywhere near you. 

“So that’s where you’ve been hiding.” William’s voice drips with honey and you try to ignore the warmth already settling in your core, but you know it’s a battle you won’t win.

You turn from his invasive gaze, hands a little shaky as you try to close the sliding door behind you. “Hey, where are you going, hm?” His eyes narrow at the blatant way you’re ignoring him, he can’t hold a serious expression though so a confused smirk rests on his face, how sweet you look with that pet lip. He puts his hand on your arm, halting the process of closing the door easily, no force necessary, the touch is enough. “Come with me outside, sweetheart, come on.” 

You look up at him frowning, partially from previous anger, partially from fear that someone else will see, how he can dare to be so obvious is beyond you. There’s no room to reason with him, not when he’s already opening the door again, already guiding you through it, that grip still present on your arm. It’s not a firm hold, it’s barely there but, the skin to skin contact has you enthralled. 

He takes you all the way back to the hidden spot you left just minutes ago, only this time it doesn’t feel like such a safe space. Once out of view he lowers his head down to look you in your face, not liking when you turn away and so catching your chin with his thumb. “Are you alright, sweet thing? What’s wrong?”

His sickly sweet tone is enough to spark a flash of anger as bright as it is sudden. “Why don’t you ask my mum?” You snap, your voice much more petulant than it is clever, the patheticness of it has your cheeks hot but you double down. William just grins, confusion leaving his brow furrowed. This is new, he thinks, you’ve never taken that tone with him before, it’s fun, shiny-new and exciting. 

You continue, provoked by him not understanding what you mean, “...You seemed to be enjoying her company anyway...” You speak dejectedly, your jealousy running riot with you. You want to pull away from him, the lack of genuineness in his expression inflames you, he thinks it’s all a game and you can’t believe you’ve only just cottoned on. 

William hums in acknowledgement before dropping his hand from you, you’re glad that he’s taking you that bit more seriously but it’s downright shameful how you miss the contact already. 

It takes a lot in him not to laugh, the unfounded envy practically has your eyes glowing. This is good though, such passion all from feeling cast aside, you so desperately want him to want you and that is just perfect. For him. He faces your glare dead on, being very careful not to patronise you too much. “What exactly are you jealous of?”

You open your mouth to protest, hating yourself for being so easy to read. You know your bitterness is written on every inch of you, your closed stance, your harsh jaw, the immature tone of your voice, but you just can’t fucking help it. There’s no point denying it, so you don’t bother. “There…” you stumble, having to abandon your daggers to continue, “You didn’t have to flirt with my mum right in front of my face like that… and my dad’s.” 

He nods, sighing before answering you through a slick grin, “I think maybe your mam was teasing me, a little.” That grin simply blossoms, thorough amusement peeking out of hiding, “But you more than anyone should know that flirting with me isn’t half as boring as that was.” 

You don’t have time to fight the way you flush, it’s not fair, are you really this easy to win over? He’s doing the William equivalent of batting his eyelashes at you and you’re falling for it, you must want to deep down. But you still don’t trust him as far as you could throw him, which is needless to say, not far. 

“Come on, why would I even consider your mother when I have her sweet girl looking at me so moody right now, huh?” You roll your eyes at that, moving to turn away and think for yourself but he stops you, his hands on you holding you still and muting the dull noise around you. “At least tell me what I can do to make it better. How can I earn your forgiveness?” He speaks with a certain glee, prideful of his art form, like you’re some puzzle he’s solved before. And with his face close to yours he adds mockingly, “Or have I got it already?” 

You want to touch him, shut him up, but you’re a mere corner away from the whole neighbourhood. “You’re slimy.” You speak honestly, well maybe you’re sugar-coating it even, “And I’m not stupid.” Your conviction is there, but the physical support isn’t, you’re looking up at him like a doe, breathing quicker than normal, your chest rising and falling fast in your new dress. 

He laughs, “True. But watch it, you’ll hurt my feelings.” He has something else to say, some other mocking teasing syrup, you don’t let him, throwing yourself towards him. Your lips press against his in a sudden desperate way, like you’ve something to prove. Your lack of finesse could be mistaken for hunger but he knows you better than that, he dominates the kiss without much effort, easily pulling you along with his rhythm. He likes you like this, smart, able to see through him, it turns him on. Because what’s better than spoiling a naive young woman? Spoiling one who knows it’s happening and can’t help herself either way. 

William breaks the kiss, hands eagerly taking in your shape, “Let me make you forgive me, right here.” As he talks his touch slides low, over your arse and making your back curve against him. “I’m dying to pull this cute dress up.” You need it, just whining some form of approval, wordless at that predator’s glint in his gaze. He slides his hand between your legs and you’re keen, shivering at the spark of pleasure and eagerly angling your hips for more. 

He pauses his touch for a moment, breath staggering as he thinks about what he’s going to do, you hardly notice for your own need. When you do look at him, you see him shaking his head, snickering at something unbeknownst to you. 

He moves then, debasing himself by dropping to his knees on the grass, hands grabbing your skirt fabric up above your waist band, gathering it there in one to rive your panties down with the other. The cool air invades you, unwarned exposure making you moan. “William-”

“Shush.” He chastises bluntly, as if his thumb wasn’t now resting against your clit and giving it a perfect gentle pressure. He knows what you’re going to say, “You don’t want anyone to see, huh? Well, bite your tongue. I don’t have to worry about mine.” The words are wicked with innuendo and you have to stifle everything in you except a sharp intake of breath when he shows you exactly what he’s doing with his tongue. 

It’s dirty, shame-ridden and debauched, but you’re at the mercy of his mouth devouring your cunt. Parting your seam to toy with the slick plea of your hole. You can hardly stand still, body shaking with fretful want, it’s too much and not nearly enough, you have to battle to keep quiet against the vindictive way your core is tightening. 

His tongue drags through your slit and he sniggers against you before cruelly sucking your bundle of nerves. You’re grabbing him, pulling him closer, trying to push him away, as you tingle with need for your end. He’s relentless, playing your instrument just right and you have no faculty to ask for respite. Your coil clenches tight and snaps, and you come undone right there in your garden, waves of bliss so bright your legs shake and you need his arms to hold you up. There are tears in your eyes and you don’t know if they’re because of your climax or the emotional whiplash you’ve just endured. You don’t have it in you to care.  

He pulls away from you and you watch over-blissed as he wipes your slick from his face on the back of his hand, letting your skirt fall to its rightful position. “Now that’s the perfect thing, I’ve missed.” He stands, his eyes dark with arousal. “You’re a good girl on the phone but fuck there’s nothing like it in person.” 

You beam with pride, his praise so much nicer when you’re pliant and glistening from pleasure. How bad an idea that was isn’t lost on you, but it was worth it, even if now you have to pull your knickers up to hide the evidence. As you do, you see how filthy he is, mud coating his knees and you laugh. 

Struggling to explain yourself through the shocked giggles you manage to state, “Your trousers are ruined.” 

He looks down and sees why you’re so lost in laughter, he had weighed up his options though and tasting your sweet pussy was more than worth the dirt. William attempts to brush some away but it’s never going to happen, and so with a sigh he sniggers, “Am I old enough to have people believe I fell?” 

You burst out laughing at that, unable to regain yourself for a while, he deserves that, you think. After some time you are lucid enough to say, “Maybe say tripped instead of fell.” Your cheeks are shiny with both the fit of giggles and the aftermath of your activity, you look so delectable he hardly minds the state of his clothes. 

“Why don’t,” William begins, still smirking, and you give him as much of your attention as you can, “you show me your room? I’d like to see it in person.” He’s testing to see how much forgiveness he’s won, you know that, but the prospect of what’s to come is motivation enough to give him it. 

“Okay.” You agree, the idea of it has your chest tight but your core knows better, “Should I be scared?” You’re joking, mostly, your room is a different beast, much more personal. Somehow more bare than what you’ve just done. 

“Very.”

~

Walking through your house felt dangerous, like it’s written on your forehead that you’re doing something wrong. People are eating now though, too self-absorbed to notice the rabbit leading the fox to its burrow, which is for the best, all things considered. 

He follows you obediently, mind half-focused on your retreating form, the other half pondering just what he’s going to do about this raging erection he’s afflicted with. You looked so sweet taking him in your mouth, so eager to please, malleable. But your perfect unbroken cunt would be just delightful to rut against. As much as he wants to, he won’t- can’t deflower you just yet, not with all these people around to hear the squeaking of bedsprings, hell, the squeaking of you. The idea makes his cock throb and he’s already palming himself before you reach the landing. 

“This one.” You say, opening the door for him, your voice sounds much smaller than it did two minutes ago. You are scared, all jokes aside. 

He moves past you inside, you’re the one to shut the door, sealing the two of you inside your bedroom. How out of place he looks, this huge hulking figure in your untainted room, the walls pastel, the sheets light and the curtain frilled. 

“I could have told you your room looks like this.” His grin is wolfish, the imposition feels very metaphorical and he revels in it. He’s absent-mindedly touching things, a bottle of perfume on your drawers, then a teddy on your bed, you like how they look in his hands, delicate, breakable. 

You find yourself speaking before the words are clear in your mind, “William…” He turns to you, still holding the fucking bear, visible overjoyed to be in your private space, piece by piece you’ve let him in here, first through a camera now this, it’s all very correct. 

“Hm?”

You’re flummoxed for words, arms folded across your chest in some vain effort to keep yourself together, “I want to t-touch you. On th-the bed.” The request takes a part of your soul with it, it’s unveiled and glaringly obvious, but there’s no other way to say it, that is what you want. Well, some of it. 

Chuckling, he throws the teddy aside, “That is the best thing anyone has ever asked me.” He means it, he could touch the peak now with just how pretty you’re talking to him. 

He moves slightly and you interrupt him, the rest of your want raising its whiny head. “You’ll have to take t-that off.” You’re pointing at his trousers and he laughs, remembering the muck decorating his legs, but the laughter dies quickly and he fixes you with a quizzical look, eyes narrowed as he again reads you like a book. 

“Because of the mud, or another reason?” He teases and you bite your lip, your answer wearing you, more than the other way around. Much like the way smugness is wearing him. “I know you like to see, you’re quite fascinated, aren’t you?” He grabs himself as he speaks, crude, garish and vulgar, and it prickles your sides. 

“You like to see me.” You retort, trying not to feel the embarrassment your brain really wants you to. 

“Very true.” 

…

Fascinated is perhaps the right word, you are fascinated by him. It’s more than just that he’s handsome or you find him attractive, it’s curiosity, desire to understand. The broadness of his shoulders, the muscle on his arms, the hair on his chest, his legs, his cock; it is fascinating. 

You start off sitting beside him on your duvet, enjoying the sight of him with his dick in your hand. Observing what your action is doing, how his breath changes for you, then a deep groan when you smear the precum beading on his tip. It’s driving you crazy and in a sudden realisation you need more. You want it all, want to know how his thickness is going to feel inside you, good, bad, dirty and ugly, you need it. 

And you tell him.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                The view of William above you is insane, the dark greying hair trailing down his chest leading your gaze down to the sight of him stroking his cock, positioned above your cunt. He presses against you occasionally, your hot slick beckons for him and he thrusts himself through it, restraint a heavy weight on his shoulders. It’s maddening. 

“Please…” You whine, any trace of dignity you had is long gone, you’re corroded, worn down to your bare minimum and you need him to feel the same way. 

He takes his eyes off your glistening cunt to flash you a devastating smirk, “Please, what?” The teasing makes you shift underneath him, desperate for more, that’s just how he wants you. As he watches you he pleasures himself, it’s bloody stupid how weak your pretty hole has got him.

The lewd words burn in your throat, there’s no debate in saying them, not anymore, “Fuck me… please.” You manage to choke out, but it still fails to convey your need to be filled. His fingers had made you see stars, but you’re greedy for more, you want him to come undone inside you. You want to drive him mad. 

Well, he didn’t expect you to say that. You want him to take your innocence right now? Right on your lacy fucking bed sheets? With your parents downstairs? Clearly you’re not thinking straight, you’re too fucked up and that is just delicious. Your plea makes his cock twitch in his hand, he wants nothing more than to stretch your sweet pussy around him but you could hardly handle his fingers. You hardly know what you’re begging for. 

“You want me inside?” As he speaks he rubs his cock over your pussy lips, there’s an almost sinister quality to his voice that makes your core tighten. 

You nod, squirming away from the teasing of your aching bundle of nerves; that’s exactly what you want. 

William sniggers, “I can’t, sweetheart. Not with everyone downstairs to hear.” You hardly notice the noises you make, but you’re vocal as anything, whining from the tiniest touch, he has no doubt his cock would make you scream. The reasoning falls on deaf ears, you don’t care because his power over you is too strong. You just want his cock inside you so he becomes as pathetic as you are. 

“Please.” You try again, this time shifting your body to roll your hips against his cock to show you’re serious, but your thighs quiver at the stimulation.  

In a sudden movement he seizes your jaw, forcing your gaze away from his cock on your swollen pussy to the dark look in his eyes. The restraint is visible, a clear crack in his in-control facade. He can’t help it, your begging is making him leak again, impatient precum oozing from his tip, begging alongside you for stimulation. How’s he supposed to hold himself back from this perfect untouched cunt right here asking him to deflower it?

“Do you even know what you’re asking for?” He speaks slow, a singsong tone to the words that’s a little sharper than intended due to the continued rolling of your hips. “It’s not to be taken lightly.” 

You watch him wide-eyed, understanding his words is a conscious effort. “It’s not just a quick fuck, sweetheart. It’s me breaking this little pussy. Taking your innocence.” He punctuated the filthy point by lining his cock up with your entrance, eliciting a terrified pang of excitement in your core. “Stretching you open. You know what that means?” 

He pauses but you don’t have the speech to answer, he thought as much, “Means it’s all mine. My little toy to use whenever I want. Break it over and over.” At this moment it doesn’t occur to you that this is the real William, not just slimy but the honest William who knows he’s bad, creepy, gross whatever you want to call it. The man who’s blatantly moulding you into something he can use, using your sexual naivety against you and playing your mind and body like a fiddle. 

You swallow, his words go straight to your cunt making you impossibly wetter. He looks down at you and his control slips from his fingertips, he knows you’re going to feel so fucking good around him, how tight and wet and fucking warm.

“That what you want?” He blatantly asks, the intention thick in the air. 

“Y-yes.” You start, your back arching a little, “I want it to be yours.” You know the words are dangerous, but you have no agency to prevent them from leaving your lips. “I want you to t-take it. Please.”  

He lets go of your jaw, a particularly mean expression possessing his face. “God, you are fucking stupid.” He speaks quietly but you hear, it stings and you’re unable to tell if he’s kidding or not. He wasn’t, you are stupid to let him get this far, and he’s stupid for going along with your begging.  

His cock is still notched tight against your entrance and he holds you squirming still with a hand on your hip. “You’re going to be quiet for me, alright? I’m giving you what you want.” His voice is thick but you hardly notice he even spoke, your heart is pounding and your whole body tense with anticipation. 

He parts your walls, pressing in slightly, just the head and your eyes ping wide. You’re wet, drenched even, ready for it but it still hurts. A noise escaped you, wounded, doubling when he presses just that little bit further. “Shh, fuck.” His curse is very telling, you’re strangling him already in the most perfect way, if he’s not careful he’s going to crack his own jaw with how tight it is in restraint. “I told you.” The words are harsher than he meant them, but seeing the tears already welling in your eyes he knows he was right. 

His hand comes over your clit, drawing a circle over the bundle and it works, a blaze of pleasure drapes over the invasion but it doesn’t distract you when he moves, forcing himself a lot further in your cunt. You cry out and in a sharp movement he covers your mouth, grunting at how you tense due to the sudden action. “Ah-You’re going to do it, sweet thing. Just relax, you’re tight as a fucking vice.” 

You try, blinking through tears, and focus on his rhythm on your clit, it’s better, easing. He moves, slowly pulling out then back in and you see it. The need for him inside, shaping your walls around him, your body squeezes him eager for him to continue. 

Your mouth is open behind his hand, muffled sounds leaving your lips, whining, mewling, hooked on the promise of overcoming the ache and snapping the coil inside you more than ever before. If your mouth was free maybe you’d say his name, or kiss him, or curse him, you don’t really know. His movement becomes better, you can take him, he knows you can. So he thrusts deep, making you accept him, your yelp is stifled and your teeth dig into the palm of his hand, it's unnoticed, overshadowed by the perfect feeling of you cunt swallowing him completely. 

“God,” He scowls. 

The pain dies again, settling back to the muted ache, you’re reeling, full more than should be possible, breathing frantically through your nose. He’s slow, pushing in and out of your hole considerately, as he’d be sure to tell you. And you quickly realise with a startling joy how he digs just right into a spot deep inside you. It’s almost blinding, engulfing you in a doubly quick need to end. 

Your cunt throbs and he flicks his eyes back to your face, what a good girl you are. He can feel the change in you, the rise of pleasure over pain, the way you panic at the growth of your end, your eyes say it all fearful of what’s going to happen. You’re close to an end, body burning and falling rigid underneath him. It hits you like a train, each time he shoves himself deep is electric, it's intense and you whiteknuckle just to take the pace he keeps as you cum around him. 

“Fuck, baby.” His words are edged with his own ruin, the rhythm of his pace growing brave, selfish, you’re taking it so well. And he loses it, no sense in him to pull out, he doesn’t care, your perfect cunt wants it. He’s biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself quiet as his warmth spills inside you, thrusts sloppy to push his cum deep inside you. You whimper, it's a dirty feeling, but a right one and seeing the look on his face you realise that you were right, he looks as pathetic as you feel.

He removes his hand from your mouth, your skin red under his grip, freeing you to moan pitifully. You’re wrecked, somehow exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. You don't know how you feel, your climax was like something unreal and when he slowly pulls out of you, you feel empty. William was right, you’re changed. 

He sits beside your form still laid exactly as he left you, your pretty pussy flushed and shining. “You alright?” 

You blink, like you somehow forgot he was a person able to speak, “Yeah, I think so.” Your voice is hoarse as fragile as the rest of you and it makes him grin. 

He looks down at you, and just laughs, at you, at him, at the situation, “What the fuck are we supposed to do now then?” 

It makes you chuckle and you run your hand over your face. Yeah, what exactly should you do now?

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[heavyhitterheaux]

My Baby and My Husband

First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

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y/ninsta: my baby and my husband 😍

jackharlow: excuse me, WHAT!? I am literally the baby and the husband. don't play with me

y/ninsta: jackharlow no. clay is my baby. 

claybornharlow: y/ninsta is my room ready yet? 🥰🥰

jackharlow: claybornharlow YOUR WHAT? y/ninsta explain this

y/ninsta: jackharlow idk what you mean

claybornharlow: jackharlow I thought I’d move in to keep y/ninsta company when you’re working

jackharlow: claybornharlow keep her company my ass. you better not step foot in my house.

urbanwyatt: jackharlow too late. he’s already in the kitchen eating the snacks

jackharlow: claybornharlow you better not touch anything ranch flavored

y/ninsta: jackharlow ew don’t nobody want that nasty ass shit

jackharlow: y/ninsta you a hater

y/ninsta: jackharlow not hardly. I love you enough to put up with it so take it back.

jackharlow: y/ninsta NO

claybornharlow: y/ninsta just leave him. I won’t treat you like this.

jackharlow: claybornharlow what the fuck do you and dualipa be on? like got damn. my wife is never leaving me.

dualipa: jackharlow you and your big ass forehead called?

jackharlow: dualipa don’t get up in here and get disrespectful. I already let you stay in my house last week. I should have let you stay in the golden girls cage. outside. with a bowl for food and a bowl for water.

saweetie: here those two go and claybornharlow you aren’t helping lmao

druski2funny: clay gonna give his brother high blood pressure

jackharlow: druski2funny if I don’t already have it

claybornharlow: y/ninsta has spoken. I’m her baby, not jackharlow

jackharlow: claybornharlow I’m both, don’t get your ass kicked

dualipa: y/ninsta!!!! your husband threatened to put me outside the next time I come and visit!!!

y/ninsta: BABY!! 😐

claybornharlow: y/ninsta yes?

jackharlow: claybornharlow not you dumbass!

danivalentine: jackharlow why does everyone stay coming for you?

jackharlow: danivalentine YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE

y/ninsta: jackharlow I still love you my baby 🥰

claybornharlow: y/ninsta imma need for you to stop lying to my mans 

urbanwyatt: claybornharlow if you touch my ramen noodles, I’m kicking your ass

jackharlow: I’m about to kick everyone out my damn house

urbanwyatt: jackharlow I DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING AND I LIVE HERE

claybornharlow: urbanwyatt for now and this ramen is amazing 

urbanwyatt: CLAYYYYYYY!!!!!

jackharlow: y/ninsta you love me more than claybornharlow?

y/ninsta: jackharlow let’s not get ahead of ourselves 😮

jackharlow: y/ninsta WHAT

saweetie: since claybornharlow is always spilling the tea... imma need some more. anything you want to share with the class?

claybornharlow: saweetie I never finished the drag racing story....

y/ninsta: claybornharlow you better not finish it either

jackharlow: claybornharlow I will hang you upside down from the second story window

sza: nuh uh come on clay!

2forwoyne: I swear jackharlow and y/ninsta are always doing something lol

y/ninsta: 2forwoyne I’m innocent

jackharlow: y/ninsta since when?

y/ninsta: jackharlow don’t let your smart ass mouth get you in trouble

jackharlow: y/ninsta what you gonna do about it?

urbanwyatt: NO 

y/ninsta: jackharlow you know EXACTLY what I’m going to do

jackharlow: y/ninsta is this before or after them backshots that will have you screaming for mercy?

y/ninsta: jackharlow hmm I haven’t decided. I wanna ride you though 👀

jackharlow: y/ninsta you know my baby can always ride for free 😏

druski2funny: claybornharlow finish the story! They too busy about to tear each other’s clothes off

y/ninsta: claybornharlow I will send you back to Maggie if you so much as utter a word

claybornharlow: y/ninsta loves drag racing. her and jackharlow were racing, urbanwyatt was high as a fucking kite, and of course the rest of PG was there. Just as they were about to cross the finish line... boom cops! y/ninsta sweet talked her way out of her and jackharlow getting a ticket and getting arrested. kbye. 

normani: Y/N!!!! JACK!!!

claybornharlow: oh one more thing, they were 18 when this happened. kbye. forreal now.

lilnasx: not the little brother choosing violence lmaooo

urbanwyatt: I WAS NOT HIGH!

quisso: urbanwyatt you sure about that? lmaoooo

y/ninsta: claybornharlow pack your shit NEOW!!!!!!!!

jackharlow: y/ninsta don’t get mad now. it was your idea to fly him out here. he still your favorite Harlow child now? 🙄

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#jack harlow #jack harlow instagram au #instagram au #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x black reader #jack harlow fic #jack harlow fanfic

[sakura-gyarugal]

-Akatsuki sakura au-

Okay so Akatsuki Sakura has been an au since I was like 12. The au differs from each year where I was working on it. At first it was a romance thing but as I grew older it more went to “I want sakura to be evil asf” then it went to “she’s needs to hate Sasuke” lmao. she’s not evil in my current au. She’s a teen girl who’s corrupted by the adults around her by using her a pawn for their own selfish goals. The Akatsuki are her second family but they’re still criminals with shady morals. I mean that’s literally the entire plot of Naruto. Teens getting manipulated by adults to do their dirty work.

Anyways here’s my main points

Takes place in the second phase of the chunin exams where sound four sneaks into the exams to find Sasuke. Bla bla canon events. While Sakura cuts her hair and is getting beaten by the female sound nin, she blacks out from force trauma (not canon. I mean sis was taking punch after punch dayum 😭)Team 10 and Rocklee try to protect her. Sasuke awakens and goes crazy. Again canon. Sound nin girl retreats with Sakura seeing that her teammates were trying to kill her but are distracted at the moment. She’s not there to distract Sasuke and have his seal retreat.

Orochimaru and the sound nin retreat with Sakura unconscious body. Orochimaru uses this as an advantage seeing she’s a teammate with Sasuke. He knows Sasuke will be coming back looking for her. He’s not wrong

Timeskip. Kakashi uses the evil sealing method but Sasuke decides to advance his seal and goes with sound four hearing that orochimaru has her.

All while this is happening, sakura is held capture by orochimaru and sound four trying to get information out of her. Sakura refuses to break after a while. Orochimaru doesn’t use fear tactics but instead feeds her, makes sure she’s clean and healthy to give this false sense of security all while slowly getting into her head. Nin all over konoha are trying to find Sakura especially team seven but are getting no where. After several weeks, which then turns to months Sakura begins to believe orochimaru that no one is coming back for her and that she wasn’t valued in the team. Being a young insecure teen her doubts become a reality in her head. Orochimaru offers he can make her stronger and just like Sasuke….they both take the fruit from the forbidden tree.

Sasuke and Sakura train underneath orochimaru without seeing each other for three years. Naruto and Kakashi are left in distraught having two members leave them. One missing for years and the other abandoning his village. Team 7 will meet again….

Now her joining the Akatsuki I’m not really sure…so imma just bs lol especially since orochimaru is on bad terms with the Akatsuki. Just forget canon 🤫

Orochimaru sends Sakura unconscious to the forest near the base where he knows one of the members will find her. He does this to have another spy in the Akatsuki looking at Itachi.

Konan is the first to see Sakura and takes her in. She may be in the Akatsuki but she isn’t cold hearted to leave a child out in the woods. She takes notice of the leaf headband. Konan takes this information to Nagato. Of course nagato, in fact the entire Akatsuki find it suspicious that a girl from the leaf arrives at their door step. Nagato interrogates her but he quickly realizes her mind was wiped except for a few memories either that or she’s still secretive. Nagato suggests to take her back to her village but Sakura refuses saying she isn’t wanted back.

Akatsuki have a meeting to konan’s dismay. She thinks the girl should stay a secret and having a leaf nin who’s so young will cause trouble. Nagato believes the members have a right to know. So Akatsuki meeting is held without Sakura (still very wary of her.) most of the members are against it or indifferent. They kick her out….yeah 😭 these grown adults think she’s a spy and throw her outside. So Sakura is forced to stay outside but still refusing to head back and it’s not like she knows Orochimaru’s lair.

The young members voted to keep her that being Itachi and Deidara mainly because they’re teens themselves and are curious. Itachi thinks the girl could be close to Sasuke. Deidara is tired of being around adults constantly.

While sakura is out in the woods, Itachi brings her food, clothing, medical supplies, and blankets but makes sure to watch from afar.

The Akatsuki still have a heart especially when it comes to young kids so they take her in after two days. They decide they’ll monitor her closely.

So Sakura begins living in the Akatsuki with her new teammates being Sasori and Deidara. This was deliberately chosen by Nagato/pain because Sasori doesn’t need sleep which leads no blind spots with her going back and forth between villages along Deidara still being the newest recruit along with youngest.

While sakura is in the Akatsuki she is also trained by Orochimaru which definitely leads to some tension. Sakura is supposed to be the Akatsuki spy while also being the Orochimaru spy. It’s a whole mess. Short summary…Orochimaru comes to get his test project back. Sasori is like “she belongs here” bla bla bla. Sakura gets in the middle and follows Orochimaru. Sasori and Deidara are are confused. Sakura comes back to the base. Sasori’s pissed but decides he doesn’t care that much and it’s a secret between the three. Well zetsu knows but he knows everything. I’ll figure this part out later.

Note: orochimaru is shady asf. He keeps Sasuke and Sakura apart even if they’re in the same building. On sakura’s side, he pouring words of hatred into her consciousness. Sakura grows to hate her past team. On Sasuke’s side, he’s telling him that nothing matters but power and to forget about his past comrades. Sasuke becomes emotionally dead which screws with his morals. After Sasuke and Sakura master their curse marks, he’s going to put them against each other to see which test subject will survive. Yeah bros crazy. But yeah, we’re gonna have a cool Sasuke vs sakura fight 🗣️

Also, Obito/ Tobi enters the base to see this tiny pink hair girl eating at the table and is wildly confused. Also this is the first time he’s seen the members act like a family.

Whew…this is a lot. As you guys can see, it’s not fleshed out and has a lot of plot holes. (Cough cough please gimme suggestions if you have any) Hopefully,This will be fixed as I continue with the au. Maybe next post will be sakura actually interacting with the members :)

#Akatsuki Sakura #naruto au #found family #what can I say…I love my tropes #naruto fanfiction #haruno sakura #sakura haruno

[stareuphoria]

BROWNIE INCIDENT | kth

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Summary: where you are having a lazy weekday with taehyung deciding to let him prove making something while also including a baking competition which ends up being silly?

Pairing : taehyung x reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: This is LITERALLY my first time writing a fanfiction so… yeah lmao, hope you like it !!

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It’s a weekend morning staying at home with your boyfriend Taehyung lazing around on the couch while watching a baking show both you loved; you being warmly laid on his lap when suddenly the fun idea of baking comes into your mind. Turning your head you look up at him “Hey babe”.

Taehyung turns to look down while continuously playing with your hair “Hey sweetheart” “What’s on your mind?”

“This idea of baking came into my mind just now after seeing that women bake that cake. I was curious to see if you were willing to bake something for me?” Motioning in your eyebrows by wiggling them up then down.

But before you could say anything else yeontan barks. Telling taehyung in his little cute way that he needed to go to the bathroom; So taehyung softly moved your head to get up, laying it back down on the couch.

“I’ll be right back in a second” He quickly says while hurrying up to get yeontan outside to do his doggie business

“Alright” You smile while laying back down on the soft couch.

Suddenly the memory of an incident that occurred only a few weeks ago in the kitchen pops into your mind. Still laying down you start daydreaming about it, remembering all the details vividly that happened that night.

FlashBack:

You left him the task of making some brownies for you both to eat for dessert that night while you went to the store to pick up ingredients for the week off. Also picking up things for dinner the night of, which took a few hours.

You finally reach home bringing in all the groceries that you picked up in two trips. Sitting them down on the counter you look over to the stove to see that the brownies are done.

Before you touched to get any since they looked delicious you went to the sink to wash your hands walking only a few steps back to the stove. Picking up one of the gooey delights since that’s how you like them you take a nice big bite.

Butyou realize soon enough that it was a bad idea. Because as soon as you take that bite that you were happily anticipating for, you taste the rawness of the batter on your tongue.

Instantly you go to the trash can, spitting it back out in the can, yelling out to Taehyung who was in your shared room.

He comes out running up to you “What’s wrong?” “Are you hurt?”

“No i’m not” You reply trying not to get too upset because of the uncooked brownie that you really were in a happy mood to try. He looks worriedly into your eyes “What is it then?”

Looking back into his eyes tears were starting to threaten to fall down yours “The brownie’s you baked are raw” You say

“Really?” I thought that they were done. “ They smelled done once I pulled them out.“ They also looked done so i assumed they were alright”

“Well they weren’t” You murmur while then looking away from him pouting

“Aww” i’m sorry sweetheart” “It’s my fault that they weren’t baked long enough, i’ll make another batch some other day to make it up you”

“I’ll also add some of your those semi chocolate chips to them since they are your favorite and ik you go crazy for them whenever we have them”

Finally succumbing to the threatening tears, they fall from your eyes. Taehyung takes his hands to wipe away the tears from your face

“I promise you” the words from his lips sounded so sincere

You had no choice to forgive him, since could you really stay mad at him over something like this for long?? No you couldn’t so you forgave him then and there.

“You better or else imma take away your snuggle time with me for a day ” tears stop, soon being replaced with a little happy smirk. Kissing the top of your nose “I Will make sure” “How am i supposed to survive without your warm snuggles” He says jokingly

Rolling your eyes, mouth laughing slightly “it’s only for a day you’ll survive”

“it’s only a day for you but it feels like a week for me”

Wrapping your arms around him, landing a kiss on his lips “haha your so dramatic”

“I’m only dramatic for you, sweetie” landing a longer kiss back.

Pulling back from your lips he loves so much he says “i love you”

Smiling widely you say “i love you too”

The sudden sound of taehyung opening the back door, letting yeontan back inside breaks you from your vivid daydream.

Realizing that you daydreamed for a bit, you sit up looking over at Taehyung. Wondering just how long you were in such a state you ask him just how long he was gone for.

“You weren’t out there for long, were you?”

“Nah i wasn’t out there for long, about 10 minutes” He says while crouching down to pet yeontan. After he’s done he comes over to the couch, sitting back in his spot. Reaching for your head he softly lays it back onto his lap.

“So what were you saying before I left so suddenly?”

Smiling, you relax back into his soft thighs.

Looking at him once again you mention the time that the incident happened.

“Remember a few weeks ago when you baked those brownies for such a short time that they turned out to be raw” You mention

“Of course I do, how could I forget?? “I said I'd make sure to make you another batch didn’t i?”

You smirk “you did” “so .. why don’t you remake them today? Also for a little fun yk why don’t we take this opportunity to do a little bake off between us both too?

“this is would be the perfect chance for you to prove that you can make them correctly plus it’s a bonus since you get to do something fun with me”

“since i’m able to do something with my princess, i’ll surely take you up on this sweet offer” He says afterwards placing a kiss to your forehead

Happily you smile at him.

“i’m definitely proving myself to you that there won’t be any more worries of me making them undercooked”

“i believe you won’t let me down” “after all snuggle are on stake” You say giggling

“ik that’s why i’ll make sure to bake them to perfection” He says in a determined tone

“then let’s get started then”

Lifting your head from off his lap you proceed to get up from the couch soon making your way to the kitchen, taehyung getting up soon after following right behind.

Once you get there both of you gather the ingredients together putting them onto the table. Seeing that all the things for the brownies were there you both start on baking. A few minutes pass after pouring the batter into a pan when you get curious as to how taehyung’s mix is doing.

Slowly you glance over to see that his looked pretty delicious with your favorite semi chocolate chip mixed in with some decorated on top. He looked so proud. Seeing that makes a feeling of warmth come over you. The feeling of regretfulnsss though comes over you about the whole situation in which you overreacted.

Thinking back on the “snuggle” punishment you decide not to enforce it along with telling him the right time for how long to bake the brownies. Telling him the right time he nods but soon laughs at how clueless he was which in return makes you laugh too.

Calming down from the laugh you turn back to inspect yours again. They were pretty much identical, but the only difference was that you added some white chocolate to yours since why not??

Picking the pan up you slowly put yours in since the over was done being quickly preheated. Taehyung comes in right behind you and puts his right next to yours giving a cheeky smile which you love oh so much.

Closing the oven, then setting a hour long timer you both make your way back to the couch. Finishing the already pre running cooking episode that way on and watching the ones after.

An hour passes while cuddling up with Taehyung when your timer goes off. Getting up with Taehyung, you both make your way to the kitchen. Taking out the brownies and putting them on the oven you can tell they are done by poking a toothpick in which comes out clear.

They smell perfectly done and to make sure taehyung’s are done you check them after he puts his on the oven too. The toothpick comes out clear again which makes you sigh in relief which Taehyung notices.

“Thanks to you they baked for the right amount of time”

Now knowing the right time to bake brownies at Taehyung goes to let his and yours cool by resting under the oven fan. As they're cooling he drowns in the feeling of happiness because he’ll be able to make them often for you without having any worries.

15 minutes pass with you talking with taehyung about how the situation was silly when you go to cut into yours. You pick a piece up bringing it to your lips. biting into it you taste the taste of a perfect brownie which lightens up your mode.

Taehyung seeing your expression cuts into his own to get a piece for you. He brings the piece to your lips after you finish setting down your piece, swallowing the bite.

Biting into the brownie you're met with the taste of chocolate chips mixed with brownie which was sweet, baked to perfection. The same expression of being delighted stays on your face as you look at Taehyung.

“This is really really delicious !!” “It’s for sure better than last time, I honestly think these are the best ones I've had. They have the right amount of chocolate chips which make the brownie so gooey. “Everything about this brownie I love” “You’ve definitely proven yourself with this one”

Seeing your expression he taste tests it. Realizing that it indeed was delicious as he chews it, soon setting it back into the pan.

“I have, haven’t I?” “It makes me happy to see that you're enjoying it” “That means my daily snuggles are still available right?”

Pulling him closer you wrap your arms around his neck.

“Definitely” “ Thinking back on what I said to you, I was a bit regretful so I took everything back.” “ In the end you still would of gotten them”

Surprised he says “You did?” “I’m glad you did, otherwise i would’ve been died”

Laughing, you give him a kiss.

“This was silly wouldn’t you say ??” “It was fun though, after all i was with you”

“It was. “I’m happy i did this with you, it was a fun experience”

“”It was” You say looking into his eyes

“You know i’ll always love you even if there was a chance you did this again?”

“I know you will” He says kissing you back

“Your always be my cute clueless dork” You say leaning into another kiss

“I’ll forever only be your dork sweetheart, forever” He says, deepening the kiss.

#first fanfic #taehyung fluff #taehyung x reader #taehyung fanfic #taehyung imagine #taehyung fic #taehyung au #btsfanfic #stareuphoria #tried my best

[babylonia-after-hours]

It's a me who've been waiting for some yan pgr stuff.

Anyway i want to talk about our best girl,Lucia (change my mind) as a yandere.

As u can see from her canon personality this girl is an absolute simp for her Commandant,so it makes sense if shes become a worshipper yan or maybe obsessive + delusional yan. (My superiority complex just turn any 2d character into yan worshipper lmao, dw tho this complexity doesn't apply on irl people somehow).

>>Lucia is ready and will sacrifice her life to serve and please her Commandant. After all, her Commandant is the one who gave her the meaning of life (+ fighting for humanity?) and the warmth she never felt before.

Doesn't matter how many times she need to die for her Commandant,The Babylonian can just make another frame of her, transfer her memories,and the last step...let Commandant give the previous warmth that the old Lucia feel. And she is ready to serve her Commandant once again.

I still haven't dive too deep for Lucia potential yan, i might go read some file and stories after school done torturing me.

And btw can i be 🎋anon? If u do any of those. Aight with this Lucia brainrot dump come to an end, imma go continue simping for Wanshi.

AND ALSO IMAGINE LUCIA PARTICIPATE IN NO SIMP SEP AND FAILED MISERABLY LMFAOO

HELLO >:D A Lucia enjoyer I see, an individual of taste. First and foremost I agree she absolutely worships her Commandant.

You were the one to chose her after all, the lone survivor of the old Gray Ravens, the Queen of the Ascent’s sister. The remains of a traitor’s squad. It certainly didn’t hurt that you were the only one compatible with her fragmented Ocean Ego. You were talented, the best and brightest Faust had to offer, but you were also kind, empathetic. Despite the stares and whispers, you had extended your hand to her. Her.

And perhaps it’s the strength of that memory that had caused those words to exit her mouth when a white-haired construct with no name appeared before you. “Commandant, please disable my pain receptors.” Because before you there was a threat, like a memory she couldn’t quite dredge up from the haze of that first betrayal. And it’s your name, even as her restored memories disappear like snowflakes melting in your palms, that carries her through a hopeless fight while a war Babylonia has already lost rages on outside.

I also raise u: alpha

Because Alpha is the original Lucia. She was the one that went through that unspeakable betrayal. She was the one that needed the love of a commandant more than the new Lucia ever would. She’d never admit but she craves it, the warmth of a Mind Beacon, calling her away from the bitterness she’d nursed for so long. She’d loved her old commandant, too. She’d followed him with the same single-mindedness that the new Lucia follows you. She could tell from looking at you, that brief meeting where you’d attacked her almost barehanded for your mimicry of Lucia.

Don’t you know, she is the original Lucia?

#yandere x reader #yandere lucia x reader #yandere punishing gray raven #🎋 anon

[obwjam]

Here is the second (or first) whatever you see first. Here’s some background: Allura Enigma is a co worker of Mr Electricidad (who have a crush on each other) so imma make his first name George like George Lopez cause it’s never mentioned LMAO She’s Max’s favorite teacher and her alter ego is Atomina on Planet Drool. This was kinda based off the concept of Marissa and her ice necklace which gives her powers irl so 🤷🏻‍♀️

anyways please appreciate my second offering to make up for your call out post. Hope you enjoy it cause it took me a bit to think about. 🫴🏻🫴🏻🫴🏻

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The skies over Earth darkened as a sinister presence descended from the heavens. It was Mr. Electric, the menacing villain from Planet Drool, sent to confront Max and the other students. With crackling bolts of electricity surrounding him, he advanced menacingly.

Max knew they needed all the help they could get. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the Mystical Locket, an object of unknown origin he had discovered on his previous adventure in Planet Drool, it belonged to Atomina. Ms. Allura Enigma, his favorite teacher who had also been to Planet Drool in his dreams, recognized the locket immediately.

"Ms. Enigma," Max said urgently, "this locket has the power to change size in Planet Drool. Maybe it can help us here too. I think it belongs to you."

Ms. Enigma took the locket, her eyes filled with wonder and determination. She clutched it tightly, recalling her own dreams of Planet Drool as Atomina. "Thank you, Max. I'll do my best."

As the battle raged on, the giant robot Mr. Electric, powered by the villain's malevolence, loomed over the students. It unleashed devastating electrical attacks that threatened to harm everyone.

Ms. Enigma stepped forward, summoning her newfound size-shifting abilities. She created a colossal force field to protect her students from the menacing onslaught. The electric bolts crackled against her midnight blue energy barrier, but she held it firm.

"Everyone, stay behind me!" she shouted, her voice resolute as she shielded her students.

Max watched Ms. Enigma in awe, amazed by her newfound powers and her determination to protect them.

However, just as she was about to lower the force field, Mr. Electric, cunning as ever, redirected his electrical assault, focusing it on Ms. Enigma's barrier until it reached its limit, shattering it. With a sinister grin, he released an overwhelming surge of electricity.

The force of the shock fried Ms. Enigma's outfit, leaving her vulnerable. In an instant, she shrank down to a mere three inches tall, standing defenseless in front of the menacing villain. Her heart pounded, and terror washed over her as she realized the dire situation.

"Help!" she cried out, her voice trembling with fear.

In that perilous moment, Mr. Electricidad, Max's teacher and Allura’s friend, sprang into action. Without hesitation, he scooped up the tiny, trembling Allura, holding her carefully in his palm.

Ms. Enigma's body trembled tremendously as she clung to Mr. Electricidad's thumb. Her fear was palpable, and her eyes were wide with panic. The once-confident teacher was now reduced to a mere fraction of her size, feeling utterly helpless.

Mr. Electricidad, filled with concern, carefully cradled her to his chest, creating a secure haven for her against the chaos outside. He could feel her trembling form pressed against him, and he understood the depth of her fear.

"It's going to be alright, Allura," he reassured her, his voice soothing and gentle. He cradled her close, his heartbeat a comforting rhythm against her miniature form. "You're safe now. I won't let anything happen to you."

Ms. Enigma, though still shaking, found solace in the warmth of his chest. She reached out, her tiny hand grasping one of his fingers, seeking reassurance in his touch. Mr. Electricidad allowed her to hold onto his finger, understanding that this simple gesture provided her with a sense of security amidst the chaos. “Th….thanks George.”

As they remained huddled together in the safety of the classroom, the battle outside continued, but within the confines of their bond, Ms. Enigma's trembling gradually subsided as they watched Marissa destroy him with her ice powers.

ENJOY

so incredible LOL

#anon i hope u got your fill!! lmao #asks

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

Wip Meme

Tagged by my good homie @kiliinstinct to do this, which tbh is kinda evil cause i dont name my art files >:( but whatevs, ill do 50/50 art n writing wips

Rules: Post the names of the files of your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you ask with the title that most intrigued them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it. If you want, tag as many people as you have WIPS.

Art wips

Uhhhhhhh

Yeah ok.

Writing Wips

Ok these ones actually have names lol still gonna get kinda uh, lengthy lol

Rewrite Scriptz

In Tartarus' Wake

One Step Forward

Two Steps Back

Leaflet

Outsider's View

Thunderstroke

Zephyr's Chill

Double Tempering

Ice Fall

Total Recall

At Home Crossing

Cruciform

From the Ground Up

To the Stars and Back Again

Natsu Alone

Island Retreat

Home

Other fic wips

Canon Divergence Fic

Demon that I know

Embers to Ashes

Through the Haze

What Hides in the Woods

Wrangle the Slayer

Told yall this shit was gonna get long lmao

Anyways imma tag @grayseyebrowscar @pencilofawesomeness ( >;] ) and @genavere have fun nerds

#my stuff #my curse on havin so many wips #feelin like sisyphus with all of e

[rahleeyah]

I love how after years of trying to reign in Elliot and Olivia, ALEX is the one who ends up a vigilante (spelling??).

Also, remember when Liv and Alex had the same hairstyle?

imma go backwards

lmao yes i do!! and you know what they looked cute that was very girlfriends of them

and i was thinking about this today when i reblogged an alex centric gifset; it does actually track! alex starts out all "i've got my eye on higher office" all ice queen working her connections and politicking, but she very, very quickly becomes a True Believer (tm). was the vigilante perhaps in her all along? as the person who knows the law best - cops on tv are one thing but cops don't like. actually have to know the law that well - she is also the person most likely to recognize and become disenchanted with its faults. elliot and olivia are out there busting perps, bringing cases to the DA, and if the case falls apart in court, well, they keep going. it's not on them. alex is the end of the line; if she fails, there is nowhere else to cast blame but on herself, or if she can find no fault in her own work, on the system. alex literally lost her life for a few years there to the system. was lonesome and scared and alienated from everything that made her who she was. and then she goes to africa, and becomes even more acquainted with injustice through her work there. those two things i think are so crucial to why alex is the one who snaps; alex has left the system. alex has stepped outside the world that elliot and olivia inhabit - even after elliot leaves the nypd he goes into private security work and then back into investigations, he never really stops being a cop - and compared her experiences inside that bubble to those outside it, and said enough. she knows the limits of the law, so why operate within it at all? it's a fascinating character arc, i love her to bits it must be said

#asks #s.vu #e.o ask

[tellywoodtrash]

channa mereya 14.10.22 lb

ginni packing to go home and checking her list

adi comes huffily snatches it

and like YOU FORGOT ME ON THIS LIST

he is a childddd

pouty lil babie

she's like you the one who did that hotass ailaan in front of everyone

now follow the reeti rivaaj you so desperately wanted to nibhaofy

he's like who made all these faltu rules and she's like khud pata karo i gtg

he's like chalo family court and we'll be married in half hour no need for you to go anywhere

she's like nuh uh

he's now trying dhaaba angle

saying reeti rivaaj is waste of time

dhaaba khada karna haina

concentrate on dhaaba

she's like you're so right

so imma go live at the dhaaba

and give it my full focus

lol she's so giggly and he's so sulky they're sooooooooo cute I wanna smooosh them

he's like meri yaad aayegi toh roti aaogi

she's like pls I'll be too busy with all my friends having too much fun

grabbbbby time

godh mein bithaya😭😭😭

baal hataaaye, chin on shoulder

softttttttt voice

"I promise, roz milne aaonga. kaise milna hai, tumhari zimmedaari"

THE CASUAL INTIMACY I AM DYING

like it's soooooooooo ahejrjdshshshshs NORMAL

but endearingggggggg

gulaabo ji calling for ginni

adi reluctant to let her outta lap

saying promise roz milogi, chup chup kar

she's like yeah yeah ok

but he won't let goooooooooo

she's like arre pakka promise

gets up to go

he pouty baby

rasta roka with sulkyyyy face

"jaana zaroori hai???"

ugh imma slaaaaap you for being so damn cute

she said yeaaaah and he moved away sad

gave him kissy on gaal and ran away

he's 🤯🤯🤯🤯💞💕💕🫠🫠🫠❤️‍🔥🫠❤️‍🔥🫠😇😇🥹🥹🥹☺️😊😊☺️🥰🥰🥰🥰

UGH AUR USS SCENE KI SAARI GOOD VIBES KHARAAB KARNE

demon daddy and shaitaani Sam ka team up

idgaf about your evil shenanigans, fuckin die both of you

fwding

oh dad has video of Sam setting dhaaba on fire

v good

cant wait for this to get into adi ginni's hands

chotu singh is like angel didi mat jaooooo

adi like fuck it bro she don't currrrrr

idhar rasmo ki baatein

udhar team rocket saazish banaati hui

WHY IS THIS DAD SO FUCKIN HELLBENT ON RUINING GINNIS LIFE

he's just so……… ugh

adi is liptofied against pillar all saaaaad

giving smouldering looksssss

watching each other as she goessssss

oh there's some real anxiety and sad as she steps out the house

on both sides

she turnedddd and he's giving reassuring smile

and she feels better

and goes

Sam is thinking I know you think I'm just a pawn but wait till I find out your real agenda and I use it against you, ambar

which, good for her

between these two I'm certainly on her team

Sam asking what your issue with ginni anyway

and he's evading (been multiple times now)

ginni and fam cleaning up jala hua dhaaba

gulaabo ji like vyaah sar pe hai think about it blah blah

AMMA PLS

let her have a purpose outside shaadi

uss area mein sab set hai na

toh why should she waste time and energy thinking about problems that aren't there

instead of this task at hand

Sam is being meherbaan on ginni in front of Goldie and he's suspicious

he's like I dunno if ginni will ever forgive me etc etc

she's playing up bhai behen ka rishta up hardddd

God why is this Goldie so damn stupid

istg this track better redeem him

by having him be on ginnis side

ginni like yeah I got a good life partner

"par naye rishte judne se puraane rishton ki na ahemiyat kam hoti hai na humaari unke taraf zimmedaari"

SERIOUSLY WHO'S WRITING THIS SHOW

and why are they the only person in this industry with a braincell

"saada dhaaba bikhra pada hai, aur ginni doli chadh jaaye? Aisa kaise ho sakta hai???"

Sam is kaan bharing

ki just make things right with ginni

and her bada sasuraal will make you business partner

Godddddddddd BASED ON WHAT?!??!? he's a fuckin idiot

he shared a womb with ginni and just used up resources

saari akal aur mehnat aur sab ginni ko hi mile

loser

anyway he's like ginni won't forgive this time

but she continues kaan bharing and goldie says he'll try

lmao sam's impressed with her own acting skills and thinking mummy kehti thi go to mumbai and become heroine, shoulda done that

lol tbh I'm beginning to enjoy her villain arc, i always love it when they acknowledge they're being shitty people and getting kicks outta it

ginni and her saada dhaaba speech, samajh gaye na behennnnn

gulaabo ji is still like shaadi shaadi shaadi

but ginni won't be dissuaded thank God

she's vowing to find and fuck up whoever pulled this bs

and ooooooooh boy cannot wait lololololol

adi sitting around stating at phone and getting huffy

and saying I didn't know days were this long

but she dgaf about me no phone no message

SIR SHE HAS SHIT TO DO OTHER THAN PYAAR ISHQ MOHABBAT

not all of us are born into generational wealth

meanwhile she's also staring at her phone saying kitna drama he was doing, not letting me come

and now look no call nothing

y'all corny af

precap: taayiji bhadkaofying adi ki all your mom's jewelry is with supreet

and he's as usual doing way ott badtameezi with her

saying stay away from me and my shaadi

oh she's soooooo sad

ambar yelling at her sab ready hain, why you not

God adi I kinda wanna kick your ass

WHY ARE MEN

ugh

#channa mereya #cm lbs #episode liveblogs

[letterstojori]

5.24

Dear Jori,

Hi. I didn’t write yesterday. I was trying to but I fell asleep. I’m waiting for my TB test to be read and then I have to go get my physical. Yknow it’s kinda like a Zelda game and I have to complete all these side quests to get to Japan. Need a health screening but TB test is a prerequisite for that. Need my fingerprints. Need my passport. It’s kinda fun to think about even if it’s a chore to do.

I’m going to go to Illenium’s throwback set next Thursday! I’m really excited lol. Originally I wasn’t tryna drop 300 for a floor ticket at the chase center but he recently added the throwback set which is a lot cheaper. And my coworker is going so I can get a ride with her!

So here I am just waiting, scrolling on IG. Now I know what you mean by wanting to remove me cause it’s hard when that person keeps popping up. I guess it was easier after the “closure talk” because you weren’t streaming and you don’t post much. But now your story is always the first one that shows up and I see it and it hurts a little each time. But then I see things outside of social media sometimes (or even in it) that reminds me of you and makes me smile. I wonder if you ever feel the same way.

Lmao it’s the video of your sleeping position and what it says about you. I had wanted to send this to you.

I feel better than I did last week. I was sad because it felt like I didn’t have a plan. Now there’s a plan and I know there’s no guarantee at all. No idea how you’ll feel or how I’ll feel in a year. And so maybe in a year if the first step doesn’t go so well, I won’t be as sad. Maybe I’m dumb for thinking that far ahead but I think it’s be even more dumb to not at least try. I am no longer officially waiting for you. But future me is gonna win the heart back of the Jori that you become. So enjoy your villain era mister, cause some day imma be the hero that sweeps you off your feet.

Gahh I’m so lame. Haha.

And in the mean-time, just get ready for my next adventure and continue working on myself. It’s the ending of the Rocketship arc and beginning of Japan arc lesgooo.

Always wishing you the very best,

-bearbear

[m-kyunie]

old Childhood Friends AU where Zack’s family moves to Nibelheim & he latches onto Cloud for whatever reason, Cloud takes forever to actually warmup to him. Eventually they r inseparable and get into mischief :’’)

#zakkura #clack #ff7 #Final Fantasy 7 #ffvii #cloud strife #zack fair #its the AU from the og post lmao where Zack stakes outside Clouds house until Claudia yells at him to at least say hello #n Zack is well like dby the rest of the kids but he just. will not leave cloud tf alone until he comes out #n Cloud legit just sits on his front steps moodly n says hi n zack just sits by him n chatters on abt his day #n this repeats every day until Zack doesnt come #n Cloud is like finally!! (ik he wld grow tired of me) #but then it continues for 3 days n Claudia remarks on not seeing Zack out at ALL #n then Cloud goes back n forth on caring until hes like fuck it IMMA go this time #((he has no idea where he lives tho n reluctantly has to ask his mom)) #but he goes n Zack's Mother answers n says hes actually sick but he can go up n see him if he wants #n Cloud is flustered but he goes #n there Zack is tucked in ice pack on his forehead feverish #Zack's mother gives him a chair to sit by the bed n he stays till Zack wakes a bit #n Zack is VERY happy abt it bc Cloud!! Hes there!! #Zack apologizes for not seeing him n Cloud calls him an idiot. n he ends up staying so long Zacks mom has to remind him its late #but he goes everyday to sit besides Zack until hes better #n after that they r a matched set -- where one goes the other follows #n Zack still plays w the other kids but only is Cloud does too or if Cloud is busy helping his mother etc #n Cloud has dinner w the Fair's every weekend n is well liked by them bc hes such a 'mild-mannered' boy #its all very cliche n sweet i think #clack kiddos AU

[ask-human-hastur]

I was bored and-

Bonus:

#identity v #jere post #jere do art #hastur #the feaster #boi look at how many there are #i don't know what to name the takoyaki maker dont @ me #poor chef and yukata they appeared on this blog before oar but got left out #step in the line imma add you both in when we hit 400 #ahahahhaahhahaha likewise #they all look so stoopid my god #chef looks like kano somehow wtf #i don't have money for necromancer hahahahahhahahahaha #heh ;v; #i should've worked on asks but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #nepenthes doesn't even appear in this blog lmao he's like an outsider

[tatakaebomb]

hi i have an ask for ash could you make a rich kuroo he’s your sexy older boss and then he always flirts with you and then asks you to go with him on a business meeting and ends up fucking you in a penthouse suite pleasee i would love that thankyou <3

Ty for the ask, Imma post more. I promise.

- ash

tw : fingering, mutual masterbation, abuse of authority (?), cream pie, squirting, spanking, pet names, smut, probs more 18+

NSFW 18+

wc : 2.2k

The day was Tuesday, a warm day outside. The sun blissfully shining and once again, you already know this meant another day of your boss tormenting you

'Y/N you gotten shorter?' You already hear him call, peering down your outfit as you step into the building.

'No kuroo. I haven't.'

'Kuroo? What happened to sir- HEY?!'

Walking away from him, the click of your heels was the only noise made other than kuroo's persists to call you back. To joke around and order for you to call him sir. It was another one of his tasks to tease you about, something he loved doing on a daily basis.

Kuroo tetsuro. 34. Boss of one of the most prestigious companies in Japan. And best of all, your boss.

You were hired around 3 years ago, just as another assistant. But kuroo soon grew a liking to you, loving the way you were so fiesty and knew how to talk back, how pretty your hair was as it swayed when you spoke, the carve of your hips in your tight pencil skirts and when you bend over...wow.

It was slightly inhumane for him to mention how much he loves winding you up, because the scrunch of your face and roll of your eyes is so cute to him. A quickly grown liking was found to you, but considering how much he did wind you up. He wouldn't be surprise if there was a slight bit of resentment on your side.

'Sorry. No sir. I haven't, better?' You seat yourself down in your chair and begin getting to your work. Kuroos large hand planting down to pinch at the pen inbetween your fingers, falsely analysing it like he's interested.

'Wow y/n, for someone who I pay you act a lot more like a friend.'

'ME?! I- I DONT- no disrespect sir, but I don't think it's my fault, you keep distracting me.'

'I'm only kidding, your so cute when your mad.' He teased, patting the top of your head and walking away.

'HEY! My pen!'

'Mine now.'

-

It was like that day in and day out, as soon as he saw you in the interview chair he knew he was gonna have the time of his life with you, small 23 year old y/n was such a treat. You were so neat and put together even at young, from small little digs to bigger pranks you still always were so well composed. Almost like you were trained to take on kuroo and that's what he loved.

He would target you, his little PA. From needing you to collect printing mess for it only to be 20 copies of mugshots of your work colleagues. Or him sending you 8ball pool requests when your both in a work meeting, KNOWING your ringer was always on.

He just loved it, having someone as pretty and fiesty as you around. It was almost like a power kink for him, knowing he can control you and do these things and as much as you whine about it he knows you wouldnt quit. The pays to good and as much as he wants to wish, you stay there for him.

-

Sitting down at your chair, you begin logging onto your computer. The tab of your emails filled with around 1000 inbox's. You were in for a long day.

'Huh?'

You move your mouse towards an unfamiliar sender. Clicking into the junk tab and reading the message.

Anon - It’s your amazing boss lmao. I just didn't wanna message off my main email.

Scoffing, you go to delete the message. Your hand suddenly clasped under a warm grip, spinning around you were met with the man himself. Laughing joyfully at your expression.

'Oh my gosh! Sir you scared the life out of me!'

'Ah sorry kitten, I don't appreciate you deleting my mail though.'

A roll of your eyes made him laugh again, you were so effortlessly funny to him.

'It's y/n. And what do you expect? I work next door to you just come and speak to me.'

'Your no fun.'

You giggled at the sight of him being so torn over from your miserable comment, his soft eyes drooping down and expression on his face going still. The only time he actually was tolerable in the face was when he was upset.

'Come to my office. I gotta show you something.'

-

Stepping into his office you were faced with the penthouse view of japan, beautiful colours and cars racing by under your feet. You always felt wary walking into this room, nerves built at the pit of your stomach everytime you step. Kuroo didn't care though, he stood facing the view, sipping on his coffee like there's no way he could just fall and die right now..

'Sir.'

'Hm?' He glanced over his head. Placing his coffee cup down and biting a huge smile as soon as you saw how pretty you looked. Blouse hugging your waist and accentuating your breasts and those trousers curving your hips and ass so well. Hands cupped together behind of you as you waited for him to talk.

'Your not in trouble kitten. Calm down'

Relieved, you dropped the clasp of your hands. Still a bit cautious of what he wants, every time you come in here it's always just him mocking you or teasing you over something you can't control.

'I know you might be thinking. Why is my attractive, super hot boss acting so secretive right now...'

'Debatable.'

'I can fire you ya know?! Anyways, we're going to Milan!'

...

'We? What do you mean WE?!'

'Well, since your my PA you kinda have to go-'

Your eyes widened at the idea of you, and your boss, on a trip. TOGETHER. The idea of italy always appealed to you, the sight seeing, the food. You've always dreamed to go, but to go with kuroo…

'I- cant you ask someone else?'

'Nope. Flights booked for tomorrow.' He muttered, moving to sit at his desk and begin typing on his computer. Waving you over you went behind him, looking at the computer screen. To your surprise, of course he wasn't lying...he never fucking is.

'Your such a dick kuroo.'

'Language. And dont worry princess, I'll make sure we have a fun time.'

-

Milan was beautiful, it was a shame you were only here for two days. And it was a shame that you had to go with kuroo. But it's better than nothing, right?

'I don't get why I had to come with you...sir. Surely you had more options for other people.' You murmur, dragging the suitcase down the hall and setting it outside your door.

'True, but it wouldn't of been as fun would it.' Pulling at your cheek, you swatted his hand away. Unlocking your door and walking in, missing the way he smiled at how your cheeks warmed up.

-

To be honest, it was kinda obvious at this point why he wanted you here. The opportunity to catch you in a tight, low cup dress. Pretty makeup making your eyes stand out and your hair done proper. He doesn't even know if he could go out there, into the crowd to mingle people knowing he would have the biggest erection below. Maybe it wasn't the best idea.

'Fucks sake y/n hurry up!' He knocked impatient and annoyed. He was getting more and more excited at the wait.

Suddenly, the door opened, revealing you in everything and more. The slack of kuroo's jaw was quickly caught and replaced with a smile. Your ankles wrapped with the straps of your heels, long dress cut at the slip of your thigh, exposing your smooth, soft skin. The skin he wanted to mark up and suck on so bad. Your low cut top, almost flashing the nipples he wants to play with so bad. And your pretty face, all insecure and shy under the sight of your suited up boss, staring down at you.

'I- is this too much?'

He didn't say anything, but you could see the tips of his ears start to glow red as he thinks of anything to retort back with, but he just couldn't.

He knew this day was gonna come. The day where he would finally get to see you cleaned up so nicely other than those blouses and pencil skirts. He always thought you were attractive, why else would he pick on you, why else would he choose you to be his PA but seeing you like this upclose was not something he was prepared for.

'Got you nervous' you laugh, dragging him out of his haze.

'Yeah, you look... um...'

Your eyebrows start to furrow, confused on what is going on. Why couldn't he muster a simple sentence?

'You know kuroo, you don't need to force a compliment out.' Your voice more agitated and annoyed than before. Scoffing before you walk over to the mirror, grabbing your earrings and attempting to put them on.

'No its not- lemme help you with that.' He speaks, coming up behind you. Warm hands moved to touch your skin.

The air was silent, you felt embarrassed. Did you really look that bad? Did you need to change?

'You look great.' You hear his voice speak like he read your mind, you meet his warm eyes in the mirror. A small smirk lifted on his lips as he spins you around to meet his gaze.

'Couldn't you of said that earlier? I was starting to overthink'

'You know y/n considering how beautiful you are, you sure overthink a lot.' Maybe it's the pre-drink talking, or the nerves, but everything was slipping off kuroos tongue, the tight tie starting to bug him slightly as he could feel you so close to him.

Your pretty lashes fluttered up at him, the clasp on his shoulder making you feel so small. The silence in the room making you shrink even further, you managed to take in what he looked like, his smart black suit and white shirt along side a red tie. But before your eyes drifted any lower, his warm lips began to touch yours, tongue aching to push down your throat.

It started of slow and sensual, his hands placed on the low of your back and grip on your jaw. Soft lips pushed against yours until he started to push you against the wall, hiking your legs around his waist. Hard cock already prodding against your entrance.

'Kuroo we're gonna be late.' You panted out, parting away from him as you undid his belt, small tongue poking out your mouth.

'You don't seem so bothered.'

Undoing the buttons on his trousers, you started to palm his veiny cock, cunt throbbing at the feeling of his warm tip on your hand as his fingers travelling to your flushed clit, pressurising it through your panties.

'Ah yes...' you moan, hands going faster as he drags down your panties, a slap to your cunt before he teases your tip along your wet slit, gathering your wetness as lube.

'You sure bout this?' Forehead kissing yours as your eyes light up to peer at him.

'Yes- yes fuck yes-'

Pushing inside, you both elicited a struggled moan, your eyes darting back to whites as he bottomed out. You could feel his large cock poking your service as he started to rock his hips, tits shaking with every thrust.

'Kept this pussy from me this long hm?' He mumbles to you, forcing you into a long kiss as he went faster, moans jolting as you blabber our sweet nothings in his ear.

'Yeah yeah like that- your so big- FUCK-'

'Shhh' a harsh slap against your exposed ass made your skin jiggle against his, pushing him closer to his climax 'gotta keep quiet baby.'

'Sorry d-daddy ah- AH'

You were fucked silly on your boss's cock like a filthy cum slut, pussy starting to squirt, fingers moving to join him, over stimulating your weak body, dress ruined and his suit starting to get damp from how messy you were.

'Your so good... such a good girl hm...'

'I'm gonna c-cum daddy'

'Such a messy slut... cum then baby hm'

It was like on instance your back arched as you creamed all over you, legs dripping as he harshly rocked on your cervix, spraying his warm spurts of cum all in your tight hole. A loud sigh leaving lips as he managed to fuck himself all the way out of his orgasm... finally realising he managed to fuck his pretty personal assistant.

Placing you on the bed, he walked out to grab a rag, pushing your legs open and cleaning you up and planting a last kiss on your forehead.

'Kuroo we’re 20 minutes late.'

'We finally fucked and that's all your worried about?'

'Finally?' You laugh, getting up to hug him from behind, watching as he undid his tie and shirt. 'You sound so eager sir'

'Oh you have no idea...'

#kuroo haikyuu #kuroo smut #kuroo tetsuro smut #kuroo tetsuro #kuroo x reader #kuroo x y/n #kuroo x you #haikyuu smut #hq x y/n #hq smut #tetsurou kuroo smut #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu oneshot #hq x you #yandere haikyuu #kuroo imagine #kuroo drabble #kuroo tetsuro x you #haikyuu #reader insert #smut #fanfic #ren&ash #tatakaebomb #ash tatakaebomb #yandere kuroo #eren smut #gojo smut #geto smut

[simpywhore]

Obey me characters getting jealous

Lucifer - Seems fine on the outside but on the inside, he’s trying his best to not kill that person on spot because it would cause a huge chaos. So instead, he decided to give the person death glares till they got the hint and leave in one whole piece if he thinks they deserve his merciness. But if they’re intentionally ignoring his threats warnings, he will take matters into his own hands. (might not come back out in one whole piece <3)  Would not hesitate to demolish them right where they are, if they are acting inappropriately towards you. 

Mammon - Ah yes your lil tsundere puppy is here to save the day. He only barks but he doesn’t bite. He’ll make up excuses for you to leave with him like “Come on mc, help me with my homework, I don’t understand it”  or “How about leaving that loser and coming with me instead yea?” or “I’ll get your favorite snack, just leave them”. Would literally get offended if you insist on staying with whoever you’re with. He’d go like “HUHHHH? Why stay with them when you have The Great Mammon to accompany you??” Oh yea if you tease him about it, he would deny it to his grave.  “You should grateful that The Great Mammon is with you human >:0″ and “JEALOUS?! I’M NOT JEALOUS- I JUST DON’T THINK THEY’RE UP TO ANY GOOD”.

Leviathan -  Well...he is the Avatar Of Envy afterall, soooo I hope you’re expecting someone to go missing that day. Defo went back to his room as if nothing had happened. He even tried to persuade you to study from home, which didn’t really work since Lucifer literally dragged you back to school. But guess what? He actually forced himself to GO TO SCHOOL just so he can keep a close eye on you. (just in case, a normie tries to flirt with you like last time, you were a bit too oblivious to their flirts so you thought they were just being friendly.) “Hey mc check out this new game/anime I found” “You should go watch it with me instead” “Come by my room, I’ve just received my new akuzon delivery”.

Satan - Yea no, trying to bottle up his anger ended up in him exploding from rage. Oh he’s not even shameful that he decided to straight went feral on that student who just flirted with you just a moment ago. Manz was proud too. 🕺 Guess you have a new scary dog privilege now. The fact that he got into detention and meet Lucifer is hilarious tho. Lucifer sighed and gave him a 2 hour lecture back home, which should’ve been 5 hours at first but he changed his mind since it’s for you. Lucifer thinks it’s not as bad as the pranks Satan pulled on him, so 2 hours should be enough. Satan on the other hand was completely ignorant of Lucifer’s lecture, all the words went form one ear and out the other. 

Asmodeus - Some basic and not so fabulous, and also not to mention low ranking demon trying to date you? Please don’t make him laugh, he’s literally the Avatar Of Lust himself. They should be aware that he’s YOURS and you’re HIS and ONLY his.  “Awe and what do we have here? Ahahaha YOU, with mc?” “Oh that’s just funny, no way you’d be suit for mc.” “Hmm isn’t it quite obvious that me and mc are together already?”  He kept on that “Imma end this man’s whole career” smile while talking to the shaking demon who was this close 🤏 to shitting their pants. 

Beelzebub - Okay so this precious giant teddy bear doesn’t really mind people being clingy or a bit flirty with you, he’s a uhhh little oblivious that’s all. But if they ever cross the line, he won’t hesitate to yeet their ass. Actually all he has to do is walk up to them and they’d be bolting away, no one wants to mess with 6′4 foot tall muscular giant. (He’s so sweet tho ~(TヘT)~) Just his appearance alone is enough to scare them all away lmao.

Belphagor - Since he doesn’t really get out that much, he’s not involved in those scenarios but there’s this one time when he went to the human world and some creep was staring at you. Ooooooh boy he went all out. And return back to napping on your lap as if he didn’t just beat the crap out of a person (for a good reason tho). Mc = Is that blood on your face Belphie? Belphie =  Mhm what do you mean? No it’s not. Mc = What is it then? Belphie = Ketchup.

BONUS:

Solomon - Being the powerful sorcerer he is, he cursed their asses lmao. Made them do embarrassing things everytime they meet you. While he be having the time of his life enjoying them humiliate themselves right in front of you. For example: Slipping and falling flat on their faces while you stood there grabbing your books and staring at them like 👁️👄👁️💧. 2nd example: Walking to school and waving at you when they oh so unfortunately stepped on some caca. 3rd example:  They always seem to fart out of nowhere when you’re with them. 4th example: Ripped pants and walking around R.A.D with their spiderman boxers.

#Obey me #Obey me headcanons #Obey me x reader #Obey me x yn #Obey me x you #Lucifer imagines #Lucifer x reader #Lucifer x reader headcanons #Lucifer headcanons #Lucifer x yn #Obey me imagines #Mammon headcanons #Mammon x reader #Mammon imagines #Lucifer x you #Mammon x yn #Mammon x you #Lucifer obey me #Mammon obey me #Leviathan obey me #Leviathan x reader #Leviathan x you #Leviathan x yn #Levianthan imagines #Leviathan headcanons #Mammon x reader headcanons #Leviathan x reader headcanons #Satan headcanons #Satan obey me #Satan x reader

[dinuhsoar]

not your yellow

― mafia!Chris Evans x f!reader

Synopsis: Chris Evans messed up. Real bad.

Warnings: shit writing lmao, gif doesn't match imagine, pretty angsty/ish ig, crying, idk what else, language, cheating, I did not read over this so there might be typos

*please read all warnings before you continue*

Cali's message: Someone really messaged me and asked me how do I write good angst. Like, idk I just cry and write at the same time lmao. Anyways, this is for @moonlight-onyx and her writing challenge for 1.2k followers. This is really angsty, so please grab some tissues or a shirt or whatever to wipe your nose and eyes after reading this. If you don't cry the first time reading this, listen to a very very sad song (not drivers license). And if you still haven't cried, force it :) or else. Imma leave a song or two at the bottom of this post. Also, I didn't really mention the mafia part, but just go with it XD

Prompt: #4, "what happened to us?"

Gif credit: @treatmelikesugar

Chris sat on your shared bed, his leg bouncing. His fingers were in his mouth, nervously biting at the barely there nail. He messed up bad. You were currently . . . somewhere. You wouldn't tell Chris where you went, where you were headed, what you were doing.

And that scared him. But it was a day later when he was really scared: not for you but for himself.

You knocked on your shared house door, your key somewhere but not with you. It doesn't matter anymore, you wouldn't be needing it. You had tears in your eyes, you hair everywhere.

Chris knew it was you. He always knew. So he opened it in a matter of seconds, and you swore he flew downstairs because not even you could go down your stairs that fast. It made you want to laugh.

But you didn't. It would hurt to much, more than likely rattling the pieces of your broken heart even more.

Chris' eyes lit up when he saw you. And he swore you were most pretty like that: teary-eyed, swollen lips, hair like a lion's mane. If only he could tell you that. If only.

Chris stepped aside, smiling like an idiot at you. "Hi."

And you walked in, and past him, to your shared bedroom, and threw yourself on the bed, immediately grabbing a pillow and screaming into it. All the anger and frustration seeping into the fabric like your tears.

All Chris could do was listen. He sat in the hallway, just right outside the door. And if he looked into the room, he could see you sob and sob some more, whispering words only you were capable of hearing.

It pained him. It pained you.

You both were longing each other's touch. But you couldn't give it to each other. Not now. Not ever.

"So stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid!" You shouted out, hands balling into fists. And you repeadly hit yourself like this. You wanted to feel something that could override the pain Chris caused you. But it wasn't working.

"Such a fucking idiot! Why am I so blind to men like you!?" And Chris broke down there and then. You were the smartest girl on plant earth, maybe even in the whole galaxy. So he stood up and walked in, standing by the foot of the bed.

If this was his weak attempt to make you feel better, it didn't. You saw his dad socks and cried some more. "What do you want from me?! Is cheating on me not enough?!"

And it wasn't the fact that he cheated. You told him how everyone of your ex's cheated on you. He said he would never. Said he would never cheat on you, that you were 'the one' and 'his only.'

Newsflash. He lied.

Chris could only wince at the reminder of what he did. He doesn't need a reminder, he'll always remember. "I- you're not dumb okay? And you're not stupid either." Chris sat on the bed, grabbing the pillow that you so desperately abused with your feelings. In response, you covered your face with your hands.

"I'm the stupid one okay? I love you, (y/n)!"

"God, Chris, what happened to us, hm? At first I didn't want to believe this, believe us, because, let's be honest, who could love this?" You stood up off the bed, motioning to yourself. "Most certainly not you since you cheated on me!" You glanced at him, the shock and sadness on his face quite clear. You wondered what yours looked like.

Chris would say it's beautiful.

You moved to your closet, grabbing most of your clothes and shoved them into a suitcase. Chris tried to stop you, shouting at you to stop and to not, 'leave him like this.' But if Chris can break your heart, you might as well break his.

"I don't care why you cheated on me, I don't want an explanation. Just know that you've fucked up big time, Chris. And that if you notice one of your shirts missing, I took it; a part of me thinks this is still a dream and that one day I'll wake up with a fully healed hart, hopefully healed by you."

And you left. And he cried in the same pillow you did, his gut hurting as he let his emotions lose.

You haven't even reached the door yet when you heard things breaking. And when you reached the door, the last thing you heard was, "Y/n, please come back! It hurts too much!"

And god how it took everything in you to not turn around.

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