#like. yeah. he wanted to. she's his girlfriend and he's ridiculously attracted to her. but he can take care of stuff on his own

[transboykirito]

I disagree with you. Kazuto wants to sleep with Asuna for a long time before the movie. He even says so during the GGO arc. They didn't wait if he wanted it all that time.

okay but he has a hand and wifi

#anon #asks #HMMMM i don't like the wording here at all actually #'THEY didn't wait if HE wanted it' okay and how about HER #arguably they're both still shy about it in the phantom bullet arc and MAYBE he was ready the but she wasn't #it's so glaringly obvious that she wasn't ready until ordinal scale #and he respected that. he never pushed for it. they did it when they were both completely comfortable #like. yeah. he wanted to. she's his girlfriend and he's ridiculously attracted to her. but he can take care of stuff on his own #there's no way in hell he'd pressure her to do anything like that before she feels safe and ready #and it's not like he hasn't mentioned watching p*rn before lmao he can make do

[cherryredstars]

Hear me out. Scenario or headcanons or oneshot with Miguel'oHara x Spider!taller!Reader like at least head taller than him with relationship dynamic kind of going from to "„This is ridiculous.“ I love my big wife but won't admit it" And she's like "„Heh. What a cute little, grumpy cat.“ I want that one and I'm gonna fuck him till he faint" Yeah...there's so many possibilities with this...some SFW cute one like forehead/face kisses, cuddle him from behind and resting her chin on his head, holding things over her head to tease him...NSFW like heat, pheromones, pollen, Miguel having major size kink desperately training to be bigger than his partner only to fail even though he's still will be trying, a cute one where she wants to spoil his little partner for being a good boy

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x Tall Spidey fem!reader

Warnings: Fluff, Based on Male and Female Spider Behaviors, Labeled NSFW, 18+

Summary: Miguel with a girlfriend/wife that’s taller than him.

Word Count: 1K (Barely Edited)

SFW

First time he met you, it was instant dislike. He was used to being the tallest (humanoid) spiderman in HQ. So when you walked through that portal staring down at him, he was immediately intimidated. Miguel knows, biologically, female spiders are meant to be larger than male spiders. But, he never saw the dynamic in the various spidermen until now. That hot feeling in his chest was most definitely hatred for you, not a primal urge caused by his spider DNA. 

The first few months, he tries to ignore you. It’s a hard task, especially since your looming stature makes it very hard to not resist the urge to look up. But whenever you’re around, his body doesn’t hesitate to try to seem bigger. His body goes into a wide stance and his chest puffs up. He isn’t exactly sure if he’s trying to establish dominance or trying to attract your attention. 

His ‘hatred’ starts to turn to admiration as the both of you work together on missions. He’s instantly impressed with your skill and your size comes in handy on multiple occasions. Once the two of you start dating, he goes around bragging about your skill. 

You’re used to people being very short in comparison to you, so meeting Miguel is refreshing. While he is shorter than you, he’s still tall. It makes you feel better about your height seeing another person who looms over everyone else.

You’re constantly grabbing his face and squishing his cheeks. You love cooing down at him about how cute he is. He’s at the perfect height to do it and you love the flustered look that crosses his face as he glares up at you. He always shoos your hands off his face, but you both know he loves the attention. 

He especially gets embarrassed when he’s briefing a group or talking to another spiderman and you come up besides him. You never hesitate to rest your elbow on top of his head or ruffle his hair. The recruit’s attention instantly moves away from Miguel to marvel at you and your height. Once Miguel is done talking to them, he’ll turn to you with the cutest little pout mumbling about how you’re ruining his intimidating reputation when you treat him like a small child. He instantly shuts up when you kiss him better.

Miguel can’t hide anything from you. If he’s watching or looking at something on the monitors, you always rest your head on top of his or bend down to place your chin on his shoulder, looking down at what he’s working on. He doesn’t particularly mind it, liking your closeness. 

No matter what position the both of you cuddle him, your body always engulfs Miguel’s. He always throws a mini fit about it, but he does find peace and comfort in it. He likes having you all over him and the feeling of care that washes over him. 

You like to hide things in places only you can see or reach. Things are always placed on top of beams in Miguel’s office, a smirk covering your face when he asks you to get them down because he can’t reach them and his webs can’t grab it at the angle you placed it. 

You’re always trying to balance things on Miguel’s head when you’re bored. If he’s randomly in his office working, you’re standing behind him seeing how many little trinkets you can balance on his head before he moves and they fall off. He always gives you a bored look with a raised eyebrow, but he always takes the time to ask you the results of your little experiment. He won’t help picking them up, though. You bending down to clean up your mess is the only time he’s taller than you. 

You like trying to scare him. His lack of spider sense makes it a fun game. You like sticking in dark corners, watching Miguel’s paranoid figure as he looks around, smelling your scent or hearing your breathing but not seeing you. When you drop down, he always flinches back and walks away muttering Spanish curses under his breath. You always follow him, laughing out apologies. 

You love taking care of him. Him being smaller just gives you the urge to mother and protect him. You’re always fixing his hair and making sure he has all the food and coffee he needs throughout the day. 

NSFW

Miguel loves spider mating season. You always let out amazing smelling pheromones that make his head dizzy and his mouth water. His height makes his face eye to eye with your neck, inviting him to bury his head into the crook of your neck and smell your delicious scent. He doesn’t mind licking or sucking the skin either when he’s fucking into you, desperate for his seed to fill you up with a baby. 

You always have the urge to bite Miguel during sex. You think it’s because of the usual larger female spider instants, but neither of you mind. You’re biting his shoulders, neck, just any piece of skin you can reach as he ruts into you and you come undone. 

You love riding him and topping. Bonus points if you decide to pin him down with your webbing. You’re always moaning down at him about how small he looks under you while he tries to fight against the webbing to try to gain control. 

Drives Miguel slightly wild that 69ing is a bit of a difficult task when you guys do it. The proportions aren’t the easiest to get around, but it makes him try that much harder to try to eat you out when he can barely reach your pussy.

You love torturing Miguel. You always tease him until he’s growling and begging you to let him fuck into your soaking cunt or you’re overstimulating him to the point where he’s trying to crawl away from your touch. 

It’s always a battle of dominance when you two are having sex. Miguel is trying to overpower you with his strength and get you to submit to him so he can fuck you hard. On the other hand, you’re trying to use your height to your advantage and make him beg for you to give him a break. 

Mutual aftercare for sure. The both of you want to take care of each other afterwards, leading to you guys taking turns bathing each other, massaging sore muscles, and tending to any needs.

Can you tell I was struggling with this one :((. My mind was blank the whole time. I blame it on school starting the day after I wrote this!!

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara x you #across the spiderverse #atsv miguel #spiderman 2099 x reader #spiderman 2099 x you #across the spiderverse smut #miguel ohara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o hara #miguel ohara headcanon #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 2099 smut #spiderman 2099 headcanons #cherry's requests🍒

[soloorganaas]

for @wolfstarmicrofic nurture, based on a prompt from @impishtubist 🫶🏻

~

“Hey, Pads - isn’t that your ex?”

Sirius extricated himself from Remus’s neck where he was currently murmuring in his ear and snapped his head round to James, who was sporting a gleeful grin.

“What?”

“Ex?” Lily said in surprise. “Who in the world else have you dated?”

“That delightful young woman over there,” James said, thoroughly enjoying himself.

They all looked over in the direction of his gaze to see a pale, elegant woman with a sharp jawline and glossy dark hair pulled back in a tight bun standing by the bar, tapping her fingernails absentmindedly on the wood as she waited to be served.

“No, Potter, don’t try and pull one over,” Lily said, shaking her head. “I’m not buying it.”

“Evans I’m serious,” James told her earnestly. “Pads dated her back in fourth year.”

“Yeah, alright. Sirius dated a ridiculously attractive woman who looks like she’d step on you, and you’d be grateful.”

“Yup,” James said cheerily. “He was nurturing quite the crush on Moony at the time, of course. A little attempt at deflection if I recall, eh Pads?”

“Would you fuck off,” Sirius muttered, currently trying to disappear as far down in his seat as possible.

“Roslyn!” James called out.

“Prongs are you fucking kidding me!”

“Fancy seeing you here!” James beamed, waving across the pub.

Roslyn looked round in surprise and caught sight of James. Her eyes ran over the rest of the group and she seemed to freeze, desperately searching for a way to escape, before giving an awkward smile and conceding to her fate.

“Pads, it, er, looks like she’s coming over,” Remus told him, smirking into his drink.

“James, hi,” Roslyn said, clutching a glass of red wine. “Hi Remus. And I’m sorry, I don’t know your name?”

“It’s Lily.”

Roslyn shook the outstretched hand offered to her, and then her gaze fixed on the large mound of black fur nestled next to Remus.

“Oh, is that a dog?”

“It is indeed,” smiled Remus, his eyes twinkling. “He’s a little skittish today, I’m sorry. Just wants to hide away. He can be a bit of a coward sometimes.”

Padfoot growled.

“Oh!” Roslyn said in surprise. “Oh, okay. Well, I’ve got to head out to the garden - my girlfriend’s waiting for me.”

“Fantastic,” grinned James. “Lovely to see you Roslyn.”

“Yes, wonderful,” she said forcefully. “Have a good evening.”

Lily smiled from under her palm as she tried to hold back her laughter, and Remus gave an awkward half-wave. They managed to keep it together until Roslyn was safely outside, then the three burst into hysterics.

“You absolute fucking devil, Prongs,” Sirius said murderously.

#wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #they’re such idiots #otp: i’m mental about you #fam: never saw one without the other #hp

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Twisted Wonderland | Grandparents Misconception

I think we all can agree that the boys in Twisted Wonderland are top tier. And when they get transported into your world their beauty is just so otherworldly some people may not understand it. Especially if your grandparent is certain that this is a girlfriend of yours. You don’t know if it's out of spite or just bad vision but you just hope you can calm your boyfriend before he uses his unique magic on your meemaw. 

Ft: Leona Kingscholar, Vil Schoenheit, Idia Shroud, Lilia Vanrouge

Leona Kingscholar

“Oh wow you’re girlfriend sure is muscular! What are you feeding her, protein shakes?”

*Growl*“WHAT!?” 

You can talk to him, warn him all you’d like before

He’s still losing his cool and you’re fighting him from turning your grandparent to sand

He’s incredibly mad 

What about him looks like a girl!??!

While he doesn't inherently think woman are weak quite the opposite actually

But he also knows for an older person in your world this isn't exactly compliment

He’s underhandedly insulting them the rest of your visit

And if they don’t go missing mysteriously in the next week than he’s scowling whenever you mention them 

“Just cause they’re related to you doesn’t mean I’m just going to let them insult me.” 

The problem is if they refuse to listen to you explain it makes you have to compensate for them

Kisses, uninterrupted nap times, cuddles, and if he’s angry enough some hanky panky because he’s not letting some ‘bag of bones’ trample all over his pride 

“I bet your girlfriend can move these crates just fine.”

“Yeah this~ girlfriend~ can move that. Almost as good as I screw your–”

“Leona!” 

Vil Schoenheit

“Wow, your girlfriend is so pretty! I wonder if it's all make up or if it's natural!” 

“Hahaha I’m happy you find me so attractive but I’m actually male. I’ll admit not many are as well-versed in the art of makeup but I assure you this is only an enhancement to my beauty.” 

He’s not immediately offended 

Instead opting to properly advocate for himself

If your grandparent is genuinely unable to see he won’t be mad

But if it's on purpose he’s a lot more spiteful

“If you're so fooled by my basic skin routine, maybe I can recommend something to help with your obvious condition.”

He’s less likely to outright complain about them 

Instead silently hating them 

Especially if they clean up their act around you

“No no Baba this is Vil my boyfriend…he said you kept calling him a girl.”

“Oh no worries child I understand, just a little mistake earlier. Slip of the tongue.”

“Oh okay then I’m glad.” *Walks away*

“...For someone claiming to be a boyfriend you sure gossip a lot…like a girl.”

😡

While meeting with them as you grow closer Vil just prepares himself

Even as their underhanded insults get more intense and more hard hitting he still won’t do anything

It isn’t until they loudly proclaim how they’d never agree to you tying the knot 

That’s where he draws the line

It isn’t hard to slip an untraceable poison in their morning water 

Or a simple poison to increase the alcohol in their blood

And you’d be none the wiser when you lean against him as they lower the coffin

Vil’s a good actor though so he won’t laugh just yet not until his performance is up

“I’m so sorry (Y/n) it's a shame they had to go before we could make such an important announcement. If it's any comfort your skin is glowing today, no doubt thanks to my skin care brand.”

Idia Shroud

“I know your girlfriend’s shy and all but can she actually help entertain the guests? This behavior is ridiculous!” 

“B-but I’m not a g-gir–”

“I already told you he isn’t a fan of parties anyway.”

“Too bad. If she wants to be with you she’s going to have to! And while you're at it, fix her makeup.”

He knew he should have taken you seriously when you warned him of what your family was like

And while he agreed on the high he got from your immediate praise 

He regrets it now 

Especially since he keeps getting called your girlfriend

Adding Insult to injury they're demanding extroverts

The only way he’s getting past his dormant position is when he finally matches head to head with your grandmother in a game

“That was your fatal flaw…You’re trying to take down the boss on his own territory!” 

“W-what b-but I’ve been playing this game for years, h-how?”

“And for the record I’m their boyfriend!”

He’s more annoyed with the circumstances than the situation of being called your girlfriend 

He’s cringing at the thought of showing he’s your boyfriend by normie standards

So he’s doing it through different methods

Funny shirts that point to him being your boyfriend 

Flashing your matching accessories from an anime

Putting a gadget on you that pages you with an automated voice

‘Boyfriend would like you to make a plate for him at the buffet’

Lilia Vanrouge

“Your girlfriend is quite cute! How did you meet?”

“At college, we’ve been together ever since!”

He’s not immediately going to refute the claim

It doesn’t really matter to him 

Even when their gifted a few dresses or shoes 

He thinks its funny

he definitely jokes about it at home with you

“Come on (Y/n)! Aren’t you going to take your girlfriend out?”

“Ugh we really have to clear that up.”

It really won’t bother him until he’s actually trying to do things and your grandparent is still keen on their own opinion

“I’m actually a man so I would appreciate it if you officially referred to me as (Y/n)’s boyfriend on official documents.”

“But (Y/n) doesn’t have a boyfriend. They have a cute little girlfriend.”

“....I’m their boyfriend. I’m also a father.”

“You’re so silly they wouldn’t date someone like that.”

“...”

“....”

"..."

"😊"

“😡”

He’ll be very patient instead leaving it to you to set things straight

And if that doesn’t work he decides he doesn’t care anymore 

And that he doesn’t care for your grandparent 

So on holiday’s when your making your phone calls and sending invitations to your grandparent

He’s accidentally letting the letter burn 

And he won’t suggest it getting lost in the mail until the day before

“That’s unfortunate, we'll just have to remember to do it next time.”

We won’t 

#yandere x poc reader #yanderes x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twst #yandere disney twist #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yanderexrea #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderes #yandere #yandere leona kingscholar #yandere leona x reader #yandere leona kingscholar x reader #leona kingscholar #vil shoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit #yandere vil schoenheit #yandere vil x reader #vil x reader #idia shroud #yandere idia shroud #yandere idia x reader #twst wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland

[ladyloveandjustice]

Fall 2023 Anime Overview: 100 Girlfriends and Spy x Family S3

The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really Love You

Premise: Rentaro is approached by the god of love, who confesses that he accidentally gave him 100 soulmates. And unfortunately, if someone meets their soulmate and fails to be with them, they DIE. Thus Rentaro decides he will date all the girls who end up being his soulmate, and be the best possible boyfriend ever to all of them.

So yeah. I watched this. I'm not someone who really watches male-centric harem anime, but I'd heard this one was really funny and yeah, the first episode was indeed really funny. The way it exaggerated the tropes of the genre to parody them genuinely made me laugh. The first two girlfriend's gimmicks were that one (Akane) was secretly super thirsty and the other (Karane) was tsundere and it played those to the hilt for maximum laughs. Tsundere says she decided to take a piss in the school flower garden to avoid saying she was looking for the perfect flower for Rentaro and Rentaro's astonished "you realize that makes you sound WAY worse than telling the truth does" was great. Thirsty girl trying to pull the ~ooh you need to drink some of my drink~ to score an indirect kiss only to find Rentaro ridiculously prepared was also a fantastic gag.

All the girls are REALLY down bad for Rentaro and the premise of this would not work at all if the series didn't sell Rentaro as legitimately a great boyfriend who could reasonably attract 100 girl and be just as down bad for all of them. But Rentaro is no classic harem potato boy, he's superhumanly thoughtful and the ultimate wife guy. It makes him very static as a character compared to the flexibility the others have, but it's generally amusing. On top of that, the series handled neurodivergence in a surprisingly thoughtful way in episode 3 with Rentaro going all out to help his ladylove's way of expressing herself without talking be more accessible, rather than trying to "fix" her.  I also really like how the girls in the polycule are genuinely friends and don't compete with each other over Rentaro--and some even seem like they're pretty into each other too (though this is entirely played for laughs rather than actually explored, of course).

Yet at the same time...yeah, the premise began wearing thin for me as tropes I'm less willing to roll with popped up.

Karane's complex over being flat-chested wore thin quickly (even if Rentaro thinks she's perfect) since it's mainly used in gags to embarrass her. One girlfriend's thing is that she drugs a lot of people without their consent (fantasy type drugs that can do ridic things, but. they are drugs. some that melt clothes or make you lustful included), and the anime genuinely tries to make you think it's so sad that people didn't want to be friends with her because of this, and Rentaro magnanimously tells her she's okay the way she is...forgiving her for his girlfriends that she drugged. Yeah, she's annoying. (also her body turns into a child's sometimes because of course it does).

And then there's the Mom girlfriend. I mean of course there's gonna be a Mom girlfriend eventually, Milf-lovers can't be denied, but it happened quicker than expected! it being paired with her being initially abusive (to the point she drove her daughter to attempt suicide) and then fixed by Rentaro's love and motivational speech...along with the justifications for her being ridiculously young (likely to parody that trope, but still)...yeah, it was all a lot.

I don't know if I'll return for the (already announced) season 2 tbh. I appreciate that the show's intentionally trashy and silly, and it is still funny a lot of the time, but it's not really my kind of trash. But I don't regret the wild, often fun ride it was--maybe if I'm really bored that season or hear enough wild things I'll retry, but right now it seems likely me and the 100 girlfriends are never, ever, ever getting back together.

Spy x Family Season 3

See previous reviews for the premise and so on.

Spy x Family is pretty much staying the course from when we last checked in, though this season gives a lot more attention to Yor, and I love the cruise ship arc and all the ridiculous fights she gets into a lot! That arc contains some of my favorite gags of the series too (like Loid's attempts to be a cool dad). Otherwise, Spyfam has settled into being a largely episodic series that seems like it wants to be around for the long haul, so don't expect too much forward plot momentum. And Yuri (the man, not the genre) unfortunately still exists, and unfortunately we have to put up with an episode of him being a fascist supercop. Overall it was good season, though and remains a fun adaptation. Yor, please step on me.

#100 gfs #spy x family #100 kanojo #the 100 girl friends who really really really really really love you #fall 2023 reviews #yor forger #anime overview #my reviews #fall 2023 anime

[lilacprincessofrecovery]

Marvel x Female Plus Size Reader Preferences - Insecure

WARNINGS: Weight insecurity, self depreciation, body image issues Angsty Fluff

Note: Again this one is not edited. Written on phone.

Word Count: 1827

Tony Stark

“Hey, I have two tickets to the MET if you are up for it tonight, Babe?” You shrugged while kicking a magazine under the bed. “What was…” He walked over and grabbed the magazine you kicked and he looked at the cover. “Who’s Stark’s Best Looking Girlfriend?” He whispered out loud and then frowned, eyes furrowed trying to understand why they would do that and then gets angry. “Do you believe this shit?” She looked at him like a deer in headlights. “I repeat y/N, You don’t believe this shit. Do you?” Her eyes filled up with tears as she watched him flip to the pictures of the beautiful women that Tony had been seen with and saw an article saying she should lose weight and that’s when his temper got to him and he threw it at the window breaking it with his strength. “Damn them, Y/N! You are hot as Hell.” “I’m not a bunny.” “You know what? I’m glad. What have they got to offer other than a quick night?” She shrugged, “I don’t know I’ve never been thin.” Tony laughed and kisses her. “It’s not funny, Tony.” “It’s just ridiculous that you believe STORIES that people write about you. STORIES. Stories aren’t real.” “I kinda live in a superhero world here. All stories seem like weird and are probably real.” “Precisely. The stories are usually twisted around til they are bad. Don’t listen to them. It’s the ignorance of people who are jealous of others and want to see celebrities or heroes fall. Don’t let them make you fall. They are nothing to take to heart. Just false stories. False.” “Tony, I want to make you proud.” “You’d say I’m a genius… well everything I say is right so there. You are attractive. Boom. That’s truth. Don’t mix the two babe between stories or truths.” He kisses her again. “We’ve got to work on your self esteem. and y/n you do make me proud. Every day.” 

Bucky Barnes

“Are you always in the mirror?” you looked at your boyfriend as you were popping a zit in the mirror blushing. You were in some tshirt material grey mini shorts and a white camisole completely as natural as you can be without being unclothed. “Well… are you always watching me?” “You know I have to… If I don’t, someone could hurt you.” The fun was taken out of the conversation bringing up her mortality and she shrugged after kissing him as he walked in and went back to the mirror pinching your chubby cheeks as Bucky is brushing his hair taking his shirt off for a shower. “Hey Buck…” One foot in the shower about to turn on the water he looks at her. “Yeah?” “Do you think I look fat?” He was silent. “B…bucky?” He groaned and looked at her. “This question is loaded. I do not know which is good or bad. I don’t know what you want me to say? I guess that currently wafer thin is in. Back in my days it was generously curvy. I don’t wanna upset you, Doll. I know that girls seem to overthink these things.” “Overthink?” He nods and sits on the edge of the hot tub in the restroom looking up at you. “You have nothing to worry about. So try to see that. You look curvy not fat. Ideal.” She nods. “Thank you Bucky.” He smiled soft nodding and gets in the shower. 

Steve Rogers

 “Do you think I need to change how I look?” Checking her reflection in a window to the conference room where all the avengers were sitting, another annoying probably pointless meeting about coffee cups Tony was scheduling. Steve didn’t mind missing one boring meeting to help his number one girl. He took her hand before he walked in the door and took her to his room. “Why would my best girl want to change how she looked?” “Did someone say something to you darlin?” He kissed the top of her head looking down at her eyes. “Tell me. Did someone make you feel inferior?” “No one other than myself Stevie.” “I wish you could see yourself how I see you. Your weight gives your body shape. My weight does the same.” She almost giggles. “Steve you are the most fit man I’d ever known. You have abs galore.” “Doesn’t make me less human.” He says caressing her cheek. She got the point.

Peter Parker

“I got a message from this teen modeling agency… you know the ones they always send out? From school? They are having a contest… Do you think I could beat Peter?” She said, poking at her upper arm. Peter sighed and got on his knee in front of the mirror and sat her on it, her back facing the mirror looking at him, and looked up at her. “Do you really want to enter this contest thing?” She shook her head. “I just wanna be pretty, Peter.” Tears started streaming down her face. He took her face in his hands. “They hurt things that are most beautiful… that they just don’t understand... I just don’t want them to make fun of you like you fear. I think you could win every modeling thing in all the universe. Trust me… I would know. I’ve been. But hey… My opinion is all that matters. Right?” She smiled softly nodding tears flowing slower looking up at him. “Don’t cry anymore. Please it breaks my heart.” She nods and hugs him tight.

Loki Laufeyson

“Loki! I’m so big! This dress doesn’t fit!” she screamed. “You aren’t big,” Loki walked over to her slowly and he looked at his queen who was struggling to fit into her new dress. “You are literally the God of lies. Why should I believe you?” Loki looked down at her. “So, I am to be chastised for a century long characterization that was placed on me. Like you’ve been labeled ‘fat’? Should my words mean nothing because of what other people have  decided to call me for mistakes I may or may not have created in the past?” “You know every dress must be fit and tailored to the woman by a seamstress. I see nothing wrong with you needing it to be let out my queen.” She thought, “Loki, I love you.” he grinned his typical charming yet misleading smile but truly meaning good. 

Thor Odinson

She looked at the scale in the corner of the bathroom. tears welling up and he shakes his head keeping her from making a mad dash to the number machine. “Do you only care about size? I didn’t think you were that shallow.” she sighed. “What if I were a larger than average male? Would you hate me as much as you hate yourself and want to leave me?” Not had told her about his time being overweight and down in the dumps. “You make it seem like weight is the only thing that matters… in your mind. It’s not the only thing in the world. In fact I could care less about the whole thing. There are worse things in the world. The nine realms even…” “but Thor the other girls…” “Yes… girls… I thought you were a woman, mi lady. I want a woman.” He arched a brow looking down at her hugging her now. She smiled softly. Then answers his question. “No. I would love you anyway.” “I used to weigh more than you do.” Not knowing that was the wrong thing to say. “You are so fit Thor. Why did you want me?” “I love you. I could go on all day about how much I adored you.” “You may have to.” “Of course. You have sparkling eyes. You have beautiful hair. Your body is as the waves of the ocean. Youre more beautiful than you can even imagine.  You are smart. You are strong. You are incredible. You are……..” Thor continued with sweet nothings as he cuddles with her. 

Clint Barton

“Take a picture it may last longer.” Clint arched a brow standing against the bedroom door frame at his beautiful girl. “Hey clint.” She said in a small voice and she posed one last time in the mirror before turning to face him still in the doorway. Never having seen her like this before. “You know that you are a bigger girl. Yes?” Tears started flowing from her eyes. “I’m sorry I’m too fat for you!” Clint just looked at her shaking his head and uncrosses his arms and walks across the bathroom floor to go to her and pulled her in a strong hug. “I couldn’t be without you. I truly don’t care about the weight.” 

Deadpool

After Wade lost Vannessa and he came to terms with it, he saw her. She was everything to him, Instantly. As quick as it was with Vannessa. He had to be hers. The only thing is that this girl was bigger than vanessa. It would had bothered him before the change to his own body before Ajax (frances ;D) got ahold of him. But he watched her walk and loved how her body swayed to its own beat. One day he found her staring in the mirror, about 6 months from when they originally met and she moved in. He had just come home from a long long fight day with Colossus and Negasonic Teenage Warhead at a nursing home oddly enough. “Hey… y/n!” he skipped in and flopped on the end of the bed posing in a laying down position propped up on his elbow and he shakes his head. “Hey, Wade…” He noticed she seemed out of it. He got up and smacked her bottom. “What are we looking at?” trying to keep the mood up. He looked over her shoulder, his chin was on, hands on her hips, looking in the mirror with her. She didn’t answer. “Don’t frown.” He smiled softer letting the mood fall seeing how insecure she really is at the moment. “Wade…” She brushed off his hands from her hip and tried to walk away from him but him being stronger than her that of course didn’t work. He kept her in place. “What are we looking at?” “My huge body…” she closed her eyes not to see what Wade’s eyes may be looking at if he was as disgusted as you were. Wade shook his head. “Babe… I wouldn’t be with you if you weren’t sexy as Hell. Make me shallow or not… I’ve seen lots of hot girls but YOU are sexy.” He kissed her shoulder blade. She smiled and kissed his cheek. “Thank you Wade.” “You put up with the earthquake lines that is my face so you get respect too. I’d think you were hot anyway though.” He kissed her lips passionately.

#marvel x plus size reader #marvel #plus size reader #deadpool #clint barton #tony stark #steve rogers #thor #loki #peter parker #marvel men #chubby reader #drabble #mine

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Seeing you in a wedding dress for the First time

Fandom: Haikyuu

Pairing: Suna x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Format: Scenario

Warnings: None,just fluff :)

Word count: 0.8K

A/n: Been day dreaming about this scenario from the moment I was born. Not proofread

Oikawa Version

You weren't surprised when your best friend A.K.A Osamu's girlfriend asked you to try her sister's wedding dress on,since your bodies were the same size and much alike.Her sister lived abroad an wanted to buy a dress from her home country,and thats why they needed your help.

But you were surprised when you found yourself looking into the mirror,looking Enchanting in that pretty,white dress.That dress was magical,signalizing every curve of your body in an Elegant way.

your friend seemed to be amazed too " well damn y/n! wanted to buy that for my sister but now im having doubts.maybe you should wear it instead of her.

you rolled your eyes at her,nervously chuckling as you observe yourself in the mirror for the thousandth time. "dont be ridiculous. your sister is way more attractive than i am,thats why shes getting married before me.im sure she'll look stunning when she wears it"

it was your friend's turn to roll her eyes now. "here we go again! why are you so insecure,bitch? wait till Suna gets here then see his reaction yourself" "yeah not happening,im going to change right n-"

you were caught off gaurd when your boyfriend and the younger twin suddenly opened the door of your apartment and came inside. "babe,do you have co-" Suna started talking,but went silent after he laid his eyes on you.

and suddenly the whole room was filled with a deadly silence.

Suna forgot why he came here.he forgot where he was,who else was here and what were they doing.all he could see was you,standing still, looking like a goddess.your dress was calling him in,telling him to come closer and merge his lips with yours.

your face,your eyes,your lips,your body...

breath taking.

you were nervous.youve been dating him for four years.sure! you wanted to take a step forward,but not like this.you didnt want to push him.and why was he still quiet anyway? why wasn't he saying anything? why wasnt he panicking like y-"

all of your thoughts got interrupted when you suddenly felt his lips being smashed to yours,tasting every cure of them,not wanting to let go.you were shocked,eyes widened,taken aback from receiving affection at this unexpected moment.

and ashamed of course.

you broke the kiss,shying away from him as you tried to hide your embarrassment by burying your face in his chest,surprised to feel his heart,racing so fast.was he...?

"R-Rin! i told you not to do it in front of your friends!" you whined as redness started spreading through your face,finding its way to your heated cheeks.He on the other hand,did not seem to be paying attention to your words.he was too fixated on how amazing you looks rather than caring about that right now.he was thirsty for you,and needed to taste you now.

therefore,he decided to ignore others presence as he lifted you up without warning,carring you princess way as he took the direction to the bedroom and smirked at your embarrassed reaction. "Rin! what are you- put me down! Rin!"

Osamu watched his friend clothing the door behind him with his foot, and chuckled as he laid his eyes on his girlfriend,who seemes to be enjoying the sight in front if her.He leaned toward her,putting his arm around her shoulder as he planted a small peck on her left cheek. "c'mon babe,lets give em some privacy,hm?" "ok..." your friend giggled,and grabbed her purse as she held her boyfriends hand,pressing it softly while closing the door behind her.

"ya know,maybe ya could borrow that dress from y/n afterwards... 'think it would look good on ya too" "no way Samu! thats my sisters wedding dress!" "well,not after tonight"

he had a point though; he knew Rin for a long time,after all.

Bonus:

◆You did gave your friend the dress back,but your friend noticed a strong scent of laundry detergent that was not there before

◆Rintarou couldnt wait for the ring he specially ordered for you to be ready.the idea of proposing had been on his mind for quite a time,but after seeing you in a wedding dress? boy is in a hurry.he cant wait to make you his ;)

◆after that night,youre subconsciously waiting for him to bring the topic of marriage on,and he did notice this in your behaviour

◆He did "it" eventually :)

ok this is kinda self-insert,i guess.i mean thats what i could do if i was in that position...

reblogs,likes,comments or any type of interactions are wildly appreciated :D hehe

Hope you enjoy reading this!

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[greenhikingboots]

Do you ever like someone else’s fanfiction so much, it makes you want to borrow the premise and write your own gender flipped version? I feel that way about a lot of ganymede_elegy/@cellsshapedlikestars’s fics. Here’s a little thing I jotted down after reading a fairytale ending. I’m not sure when, if ever, I’ll get around to continuing it. But, here, let me share it with you so its lack of ending can torture you the way it tortures me. 😘

The digital flyer was sent as a text, no further explanation included. Jon’s eyes flickered over the drawing — a woman with dark red hair and big blue eyes — then down to the cursive words below it. They spelled out a plea. It seemed the real life version of this woman was looking for a wedding date who was willing to pretend to be her boyfriend. Some PDA required, the flyer said. Specifics to be negotiated ahead of time. And then came the list of warnings. - The groom is my ex-boyfriend and his mother is the actual devil. - Other guests will include my crazy aunt and her creepy boyfriend. - It’s a destination wedding, so expect a 4-5 day time commitment. The very last section of the flyer said the woman would pay for all expenses and, If interested, contact the mutual friend who sent you this for further instructions. Jon double checked who that mutual friend was, half wondering if the flyer had found its way to him by mistake. But, no. Gilly had texted him, his screen told him. His best friend’s girlfriend. And she’d never texted him by mistake before, so — Curiosity peaked, Jon tossed aside the book he’d been reading and fired off a reply. Jon: Is this a joke? Some funny thing you stumbled across online? Instead of texting back, Gilly called right away. Speaking over the noise of the hair salon where she worked, she said, “I’ve got like, three minutes until my next appointment, so don’t interrupt, okay?” Jon kept quiet. “Okay?” Gilly repeated. “Wait? Are you there?” “That was me not interrupting,” Jon said. “Oh, gods. Okay, so her name is Sansa and she’s gorgeous and really, really nice, and she moved back to Winterfell about a year ago after living far away for like, I don’t know, seven or eight years maybe? She said she went to the private school here in town. What’s it called again? No, don’t answer that. Time crunch and all that. Anyway, the point is that you went to different schools so you don’t know each other, but you might know her brother? Wren Stark?” “You mean Robb Stark?” Jon had been a loner throughout most of his school years, but as a junior he’d let his favorite teacher, Mr. Rodrick, who was also the wrestling coach, talk him into joining an organized sport for the first time ever. Robb had been a senior and the team’s captain. Nice enough guy. Helped Jon feel included throughout the season without treating him like a totally charity case. They remained Facebook friends all these years later, though they never interacted. “Yeah, I don’t know. Maybe it was Robb,” Gilly answered. “Anyway, Sansa thought about making a profile on a dating app or whatever, but she was worried she’d attract some real weirdos. So she made that flyer instead and asked a few of her friends to share it — discreetly — with a few of their friends. And now, if you’re interested, I’m supposed to give her your number. And I very much want you to be interested, by the way, because you need to start dating again. Think of this as, like, a practice round or something. Oh, and you need a vacation too. Desperately. When was the last time you left the North?” “Uh… never?” Jon replied, trying not to laugh. This was ridiculous. Why did Gilly always think she could boss him around? Just because Sam let her get away with such antics didn’t mean he had to, right? “So I should give Sansa your number?” she asked. “You know her from the salon?” “Yeah. Did I not say that already? She has perfect hair, so all we ever do is trim it. But she always tips me really well.” Gilly let that comment simmer, and Jon, of course, understood why. Ever since he inherited a life-changing amount of money from his dad, he’d been weary of getting involved with a woman of little means. That made him feel like an asshole, but, hey, feeling like an asshole was better than having to wonder if the woman in question only liked him because of the size of his bank account. “I think she might be rich,” Gilly added after several beats of silence, like maybe she thought Jon was too dense to make the connection. “Yeah, but how rich?” he asked. Because he’d also been weary of getting involved with women who grew up in affluent families. He hadn’t grown up in one himself — his dad had been a distant figure in his life — and he knew he would never fit in in that world. What did he remember about the Starks? His mind raced in that direction before his question could be answered. Robb had worn nice clothes and driven an SUV that looked too expensive for a teenager to afford on their own. But if his parents were super rich, why hadn’t they sent all of their children to private school like Sansa? Wait, why had she not gone to Winterfell High? Why was she the exception to the rule within her family? Jon had more questions. “I’m hesitant to tell you everything I know,” Gilly said. “You have a tendency to draw too many conclusions from too little information. Incorrect conclusions, usually, I should remind you.” Jon scoffed. He wasn’t sure he agreed with that assessment, but whatever. He’d let it slide. “What’s this Sansa character do for a living?” he asked. Gilly squealed. “That means you’re considering it. I can tell. I’m so excited.” “What? No. I never said that.” “You didn’t have to. I can read you like a book.” Jon hesitated before admitting, in his own special way, that Gilly had the right of it. “I liked the part where she called her ex-boyfriend’s mom the actual devil. That amused me.” He took a beat to rub his hand over the back of his neck. “And it’s not as if I have anything better to do with my time,” he added. Too often lately, he’d been home, by himself, doing nothing. He was going stir crazy. He needed a change. A new person to meet. A new city to see. Something. Anything. “Oh, gods. Okay. This is thrilling,” Gilly said. “But my one o’clock just walked in, so I gotta go. I’ll send Sansa your number and tell her how wonderful you are. And then hopefully she’ll text you tonight. Don’t be weird if she does, okay? Promise me.” “I’m never weird, Gil.” She cackled, a weird way of expressing disagreement. “You’re frequently weird,” she said, “especially around girls. But I really do have to go now, okay? I’ll text her, she’ll text you. It’ll be great.” “Uh huh.” “Uh huh,” Gilly echoed teasingly. “Sam and I love you. Ba-bye.” She hung up the phone, and Jon returned his attention to the flyer in their text history. The thing looked like it could have been professionally made. Maybe Sansa worked in graphic design or marketing or something? Was that a lucrative industry? Jon wouldn’t know. He’d spent most of adulthood working at sporting goods stores, taking advantage of their employee discounts in order to outfit long backpacking trips around the North. He quit only recently, about four months after receiving his inheritance. Now he was unemployed, trying to figure out what he wanted to do with himself and the money that had opened up his options. Start his own business, maybe? But what kind of business, he had no idea. The screen on Jon’s phone turned black, catching his attention and drawing his thoughts back to the flyer he’d been studying. Rather than guess at Sansa’s career, he sent Gilly another text, wondering if she'd have time after her current appointment to reply to him. Jon: What’s Sansa do for a living? An hour passed without reply. With his patience dwindling, he realized he had other methods of research at his disposal. He logged on to Facebook, found Robb Stark, then searched his friends list for Sansa. Nothing. She either didn’t have a profile, or she had those extra security measures in place which prevented her from appearing in his search. Another twenty minutes passed and then, finally, Gilly sent him a text. This one was an embedded YouTube video, no further explanation included. Jon clicked play. He watched a door swing open to reveal a woman — not a drawing — with dark red hair and big blue eyes. “Hey, everybody,” she said. “Welcome back to my channel. Or, if you’re new here, welcome for the first time. I’m Sansa, and —” She paused to grin. It was a big, toothy thing Jon found he liked despite his reluctance to like anything to do with a YouTube star. “And today’s the big day,” she continued. “I’m so excited to walk you through the final reveal of our co-working space. Come on in.” She turned over her shoulder, beckoning the camera to follow her. She took a few steps forward, and then the video faded to a white, ever so briefly, before bubbly music and an animated introduction — similar style of the flyer — took over the screen. Jon watched all fifteen minutes of the interior design tour video without interruption, despite Sansa’s suggestion that he first go back and watch the other four in the so-called Headquarters Series. By the end of it, he’d learned that her YouTube channel focused on “rental -friendly interior designs and DIY projects on a budget.” Okay, that was sort of cool, he had to admit. He wasn’t the target audience, but he could appreciate it. And even better than that? By the end of the video, Jon had also learned that nearly four years ago, Sansa was let go from her dream job at a lifestyle magazine, which was “devastating at the time,” but, ultimately, put her on the path to where she was now — the leader of her own company, where she worked with five of her “most favorite people of all time.” Sansa made that happen for herself. And as far as Jon could tell, she hadn’t needed inherited money to do it. Maybe he could learn a thing or two from her. Anyway, yeah, she had a decent amount of money, it seemed. New money, like him. And Gilly was right, she was gorgeous. So even though he would have said no sixteen minutes ago, had anyone asked if he thought he could like a YouTuber who decorated in pastel color schemes, he was intrigued. What was the story behind Sansa, her ex-boyfriend, and his devilish mother? What made her aunt so crazy and her aunt’s boyfriend so creepy? What was the destination of this destination wedding? Jon hoped he would soon find out. 

#jonsa #jon x sansa #jonsa fanfiction #chapter 1 #will there ever be a chapter 2? #who knows #only on tumblr #no title #sorry had to get it out of my system #thanks for humoring me #cute idea #cuz i snatched it from one of my favs #but don't know quite where i'd go from here

[harringroveera]

First Line Of 10 Fics Game

Rules: share the first line of 10 of your most recent fanfics and ghen tag 10 people. If you have written less than 10 fics, don't be shy and share anyways

I was tagged by the lovely @spaceofentropy I honestly cannot just put one line so some will be one or more sentences in

1. The Soulmate Train (Henry/Eddie soulmate train AU)

The soulmate train worked like this.

When a person was ready to meet their soulmate, a special golden ticket would be delivered directly to them. All they had to do from that moment on was find the station and use the ticket to get on the train. The ticket agent would be responsible for arranging the destinations of the ride, and they would be the ones to help the soulmates meet.

Of course, he also learned about the people who never had the golden ticket.

2. It Started With A Demodog (Billy/Steve - fix it fic from the night at the Byers)

Steve was freaking out. And he had every right to freak out. Because what the fuck was happening? A year ago, he had a normal life, but he also had Nancy. So, things changed, he guessed. It wasn’t supposed to change this much. Not to the point he was carrying a dead Demodog in his arms.

3. Eat Your Heart (Henry/Eddie Murder Husbands AU)

The bar he chose was crowded with people on a Friday night. 

It was a full moon as well, and the weather was perfect today. Too perfect not to go outside and enjoy the breeze against his skin.

4. The Siren's Kiss (Henry/Eddie: Siren Eddie, Pirate Henry AU)

Eddie turned eighteen a week ago.

There was only one problem, all sirens had one thing they needed to achieve once the day was over: Find a sailor and lure him in to eat his heart.

5. The Tale of Henry Creel the Cat (Henry/Eddie: Eleven turns Henry into a cat instead of banishing him to the Upside down)

Everything smelled like blood, and the light flickered around Henry. He curled his fingers, and watched as crimson blood trailed out from Eleven’s eyes and nose, gasping for breath before him. 

6. Good Boys Don’t Need Training (Henry/Eddie: roleplay sexual harassment stuff together with the boss)

“I beg your pardon?”

“I’m saying the SHPTP is coming,” Jane repeated herself with a sigh, as Henry furrowed his eyebrows. “The sexual harassment prevention training program! It’s coming soon, and I want you to make a video.”

7. i’m starving, darling (let me put my lips to something) (Henry/Eddie: Kas!Eddie, Vecna!Henry, blood drinking)

The first time Eddie saw Henry in his human form, it was after he drank Henry’s blood for the first time. And sure, Henry was hot, insanely attractive for a mass murderer, and certainly Eddie’s type, it wasn’t what Eddie focused on. Not all the time anyway.

8. Once Upon A Time (Henry/Eddie: Eddie tells the kids the story of how the hero falls for the villain)

Eddie flicked the light switch off, putting on a smile as he leaned on the door.

“Goodnight, sweethearts!” 

“Papa! You haven’t told us our bedtime story yet!”

9. Daddy’s Dearest (Henry/Eddie: Eddie pretends to be Chrissy’s boyfriend to trick her dad and ends up falling for her hot dad)

“Are you sure you can do this?”

“Yeah, no, not really,” Eddie said, unsure how he ended up agreeing to his best friend’s ridiculous ruse to trick her father into believing he was her boyfriend.

It was just supposed to be a silly little facade, because Chrissy was a certified lesbian who was living with her girlfriend in New York, but of course, she had to tell her lovely daddy that she was dating a guy. 

10. Father, May I? (Henry/Eddie: Father Henry)

Eddie wasn’t a Catholic.

Church was never his place to be, he suffered every second in that place, and he couldn’t wait for it to be over. However, it all changed, when the new priest came to town.

Father Henry.

Tagging: (u totally don’t have to do it if you don’t want to) @walking-on-gallows-ground @billiammayfield @ihni @steviespanties @dragonflylady77 @queereldritch

#i think im supposed to tag writers but im dumb #tag game #my writing

[neopuff]

title: intimidated word count: ~2200 ships/characters: six/holiday, rex, five summary: Holiday gets caught staring. ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51128878

“So…who is she, again? Five?”

Holiday and Rex stood awkwardly near their vehicle while Six and his pink-haired friend had a long conversation just outside of hearing range. Rex was typing away on his phone, seemingly uninterested in the situation, while Holiday was mostly confused. She remembered briefly meeting the woman before, though they were never properly introduced. But she had referred to herself as ‘Five’ then, and considering she was an old friend of Six’s…it made sense.

What was confusing to Holiday, though, was why their conversation had to be so secretive. He was supposed to be gathering intel that Knight couldn’t find on his own. According to Six, his source wouldn’t speak over the phone and would only share what she knew in-person.

It was a little suspicious, Holiday thought.

But she assumed this woman was a mercenary just like Six used to be, so there was reason to be cautious. They seemed calm and almost friendly around each other, though, which didn’t make Holiday any less interested in their conversation. She felt a little paranoid and that made her feel ridiculous.

“Yeah, Five,” Rex finally answered, still focused mostly on his phone. “She’s Six’s old girlfriend, I think.”

Holiday’s head whipped around and she stared at Rex incredulously. “Huh?”

“Or maybe she’s like his sister?” Rex tilted his head to the side, paused, and then laughed. “Maybe it’s both. I don’t know. Six’s whole assassin-family thing seems really complicated.”

The doctor frowned deeply and stared back at Six and Five, suddenly feeling like a voyeur. She understood what Rex was getting at - Six and this woman used to date, but their relationship had changed over the years. Sure. That was fine. It wasn’t like Holiday had ever expected to be his one and only (not that they were one or anything, at the moment).

But what was catching Holiday was the fact that Six had dated a woman like…like that. She was beautiful, strikingly so, but she was also very…loud-looking? Bright pink hair, scars on her arms and face, guitar slung around her back, piercings everywhere - Holiday assumed she probably had a lot of tattoos, too, and felt a little bad for stereotyping. But then Five threw her arms up in the air while shouting something and Holiday caught some ink peeking out from under her shirt.

There was a sudden and palpable insecurity that Holiday felt over her shoulders. She knew how she looked and knew Six found her attractive, but it didn’t help the overwhelming sensation that she was so plain in comparison.

She didn’t even really think it mattered - Six could be interested in more than one type of woman. Just because he’d previously been with a woman who was loud and tough and rambunctious didn’t mean he couldn’t also be interested in a woman who was bossy and unpierced and socially awkward.

But still, a small piece of her suddenly felt like she’d been misinterpreting things for a long time. Especially when she could very plainly see how comfortable Six and Five were with one another - she was laughing and punching him in the arm and he was letting her and even smiling at her antics on occasion. She didn’t need Rex to confirm what he’d said about them, it seemed obvious to her that the two were very, very familiar with one another.

Holiday frowned and wrapped her arms around herself uncomfortably. She didn’t want to have these types of feelings about Six - especially not when they’d been doing so well lately.

She couldn’t pull her gaze away from them, though, and it made her feel foolish. Six didn’t always make his feelings clear, but Holiday was pretty confident he wanted to be with her (in some way or another, at least). She sighed and continued staring, knowing full-well that there was no reason for her to rile herself up in such a ridiculous way.

She knew Six and she trusted him wholeheartedly.

X

“You know your girlfriend’s been eyeballin’ me for the last five minutes, right?” Five said with a smirk, giving Six a light punch in the arm. “If she keeps this up, I may have to take her down.”

He glared at her, thoroughly annoyed by her teasing. “She’s not my girlfriend.” After a pause, he added, “And don’t threaten her.”

“Oh, izzat so?” Five crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes. “So you did screw it up, then. As I expected.”

“...what’s that supposed to mean?”

She shrugged animatedly, clearly attempting to get a rise out of him. “Doesn’t matter. It’s from before you bonked your head,” she said, smirking just a bit.

Six glared harder, silently and eternally frustrated. Five and Trey both thought his memory loss was funny, which was a significant contrast to Rex and Holiday’s perspective on it. He didn’t know how to feel when she’d make jokes about his situation. Really, it just made him wonder if he and Five still talked after he started working for Providence. They’d always been closer than he and any other member of the Numbers, so it was strange to imagine cutting her off completely.

If they did still talk over those years, then she’d likely know about whatever his relationship with Holiday was back then. That was something he’d never really considered before.

Six frowned, knowing he could never trust Five when it came to something like that. She’d just make fun of him if he asked, and that’d leave him in an even worse spot than before.

At Five’s continued teasing, he turned his head and looked over at Rex and Holiday - she was right, Holiday was staring at them very blatantly. Though as soon as Six looked back, Holiday jumped and turned towards Rex, suddenly talking to him. Then she cradled her forehead with one hand like she was embarrassed to have been seen.

It made his heart beat a little faster, just for a second. Six never took Holiday as the jealous type, and all he was doing was talking to another woman. That was surprisingly encouraging.

“See? Staring.” Five laughed loudly. “And I’ll bet you won’t even do anythin’ about it, right, luv? Just gonna stare back ‘n see what happens?”

Six’s frown deepened. “That’s none of your business.”

“Y’know what? I think if you don’t make a move anytime soon, then I’ll jump in,” Five continued, musing out loud. “Bet she’s never had my kind of fun, ah?”

“Just a minute ago you wanted to fight her.”

“I can do both,” she said pointedly, making a clear reference to how their own relationship used to be.

After another pause, Six opened his mouth again. “Stay away from her.”

Five laughed again, even louder this time, elbowing Six in the stomach. “Threatenin’ me, are you? You’re makin’ your pretty doctor even more tempting, y’know.”

“Don’t you have anywhere else to be? I’ve got all the information I need from you.”

“Oohh, he’s tossin’ me out - how ungrateful!” Five stuck her tongue out. Being around Six for too long made her feel young and childish again. “Just thought we could catch up before you run off with Providence again, didn’t mean to keep you!”

He sighed and stuck his hands in his pockets. “I…appreciate that. But we can catch up another time.”

She smiled at him and punched him in the arm again. “You can count on it! Maybe I’ll bring Trey along next time. He’s been askin’ after you, y’know.”

“So long as he doesn’t say anything to Dr. Holiday.”

Five laughed once more and then, without another response, ran off.

Six turned to say something else to her and found himself standing alone. She always did that - disappearing without a word. He supposed he used to do things like that, too. Never realized how annoying it was until he stopped.

He took a brief second to crack his neck before returning to Holiday and Rex, who’d been standing by their vehicle the whole time. They probably expected his conversation to only last a minute and didn’t anticipate standing around for fifteen. It wasn’t his fault - apparently Five wanted to chat.

As soon as they noticed him returning, Rex smiled and Holiday gave an awkward wave before getting back in the truck. Six took note of that - maybe she was still embarrassed that he’d caught her staring.

“Did Five have the intel?” Rex asked, hopping into the back of the truck and holding out a hand for Six to grab.

Six jumped up next to the kid, not taking his hand. “Yeah. We need to get to Vegas.”

Rex gasped. “Vegas?! That’s gonna be awesome! I should call Noah and see if he wants to come with!”

“No,” both adults said at once. Then Six added, “You’re not old enough to gamble.”

Rex frowned. “Whatever! Noah’s 18, we’d be fine.”

Their conversation petered out - Rex promptly fell asleep, Holiday stayed silent in the driver’s seat, and Six just sat and stewed in everything Five had said to him. He still hadn’t asked Holiday about their relationship prior to his memory loss. It was a complicated situation. He deserved to know everything about his life before, but if it turned out they’d been dating or sleeping together or whatever, then…well, that would add yet another layer of complication.

It was better for them to start over. Completely fresh. Try to ignore the baggage from how things used to be.

That was easier said than done, though. Six’s feelings for her had grown exponentially over the past year, but he felt completely unable to do anything about it. Whenever he so much as thought of telling her how he felt, he’d suddenly feel like he was stuck in quicksand.

From his current position in the back of their vehicle, Six could only see Holiday’s profile. She looked calm, but a little tired.

Six stood up and came around to the passenger’s seat. “I can take over if you want to get some sleep.”

Holiday didn’t look up at him, chewing the inside of her cheek uncomfortably. “Maybe.” She tapped her fingers on the top of the steering wheel. “Sorry. About earlier. I didn’t mean to stare.”

He raised an eyebrow, surprised that she was bringing it up. Maybe she hadn’t been jealous like he’d assumed. “It’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. I trust you, honestly, I just…I don’t know that much about the people from your old life.” She was mumbling while she explained herself and decided that he was probably right about her needing some sleep. “It’s hard to know if they’re going to help you or…hurt you.”

Six didn’t have any argument to that. She was right - any of the Numbers might attack him at any time. They had a lot of bad blood and a lot of reasons to fight. “You don’t need to worry about that,” he said carefully.

“I know. Sorry.”

He stood there for another moment, waiting for Holiday to park the vehicle and let him take over driving, but she didn’t move from her spot. Six frowned. “Holiday. Let me take over.”

“O-oh, right. Yeah, just a minute.”

She pulled over to the side of the road and took a breath before standing up suddenly and turning towards the back of the truck. This, of course, led to her and Six standing directly in front of one another. Holiday felt an urge to jump back, but instead she just stared at his shoulder and then glanced up at his face.

He stared down, one eyebrow raised, then moved to the side so she could walk past him.

“...thanks,” Holiday mumbled.

Six took only a second before he reached back and grabbed one of her hands, stopping her in place. He didn’t know what he wanted to say to her. He just didn’t like that things felt awkward at the moment.

She glanced down at their hands and then looked up at him, light blush on her cheeks.

“Five is…part of my old life,” he said quietly, barely looking at her. “You don’t need to be…” He chose his words carefully, “...intimidated by her.”

Holiday hoped she didn’t look as embarrassed as she felt and lightly squeezed his hand back before letting go and pulling it away. She could tell he was trying to ease her embarrassment, but the fact that he noticed her embarrassment was mortifying enough. “No, it’s fine, Six. I was being ridiculous. You can handle yourself.”

He stared at her as she walked to the back of the truck and took a seat opposite of Rex - she smiled at Rex’s snoring and started to make herself as comfortable as possible.

Six watched her carefully and quickly realized he was the one staring now, and for absolutely no reason at all. Before she could look up and notice, he sat down at the driver’s seat and gripped the steering wheel.

The two of them still had a ways to go.

#generator rex #holix #agent six #genrex five #rebecca holiday #rex salazar #carrofics #dr. holiday #i was into the first half of this fic and kind of lost it but its fine. just wanted to make holiday uncomfortable

[gay-otlc]

Won't Fall In Love At The End- 1

Remember that aroallo fake dating au I posted about? Yeah, I was bored, and I'm writing it now. No content warnings other than just general amatonormativity being a bitch. Enjoy.

"So- will you go to homecoming with me?" Anthony asks, holding the flower out in front of her. It is a pretty flower.

And he is cute. Nothing earth-shattering, but he has a good jawline, and she's seen him take his shirt off to run before, and... well, he's hot. She can appreciate that. Also, he's nice. She likes him. They aren't especially close friends, but they've sat near each other in a few classes and she always likes talking to him.

So, she should say yes. Obviously.

But she doesn't really want to be his girlfriend. There's no particular reason she doesn't want to be his girlfriend. She just doesn't want to.

"Um," Rana says, eloquently.

Anthony brings the flower back to his side. "So, I'm guessing that's a no?"

"Yeah. I guess. Sorry."

"That's okay. I'll, uh, see you around. I guess."

Rana wishes very desperately for the floor to swallow her whole. "Yeah, I'll see you around."

Aziza has the decency to wait for Anthony to be out of earshot before she turns to Rana, an incredulous look on her face. "Dude."

"What?"

"Dude, why would you turn him down?"

"Because... I'm not really interested in dating him?"

"He's hot, you know."

Any day now, floor. "I know. I have eyes. But just because he's hot doesn't mean I want him to be my boyfriend."

Aziza's face lights up. "Ohhh, you like someone else!"

"What?" How, exactly, did she come to that conclusion?

"Don't play dumb, you turned him down because you want to be with someone else. So? Who is he?"

"Or she," Eva adds.

"It's no one."

"Come on, you can tell us," Aziza says.

Rana takes a deep breath. Punching your friends is generally frowned upon, she reminds herself. "I would tell you if I had anything to tell, but it's no one at the moment, okay? Can we drop it?"

"Okay, fine. Eva? Anything exciting in your love life? A homecoming date?"

Eva sighs. "I'm still pining over the same straight girl I've been in love with for six months, thanks."

"That sucks."

"Seriously. I was blasting girl in red and crying into my pillow about this yesterday." Eva sniffs dramatically. "But, I soldier on."

Rana has learned, over eleven years of attending public school, that telling your peers their emotions make no sense doesn't go over well. So she just thinks it privately; that Eva should just get over Abigail already. It's been six months. Can it really be so painful, so heartbreaking, for someone you want to kiss to not want to kiss you back?

People don't always make a lot of sense to Rana.

At least she's found people who are okay with Rana not making sense to people.

"So, we're just all going to the dance as friends, then?"

"Yeah!" Truly, it's ridiculous that anyone things Rana would rather go with Anthony than with her best friends.

Eva frowns. "I still think Rana should try to get a date. Like, come on, you're sixteen and you've never had a boyfriend, girlfriend, anything."

"I resent that. I had a boyfriend when I was in first grade."

"I stand corrected. Still, that's a little sad. I mean, you're really pretty! If there's someone you're interested in, just tell them, and they'd be stupid not to be interested in you."

You're stupid to think I am enjoying this conversation. "I'll take that under consideration."

And she does. Consider it. Who should she tell that she's interested in them? Because she's probably interested in someone. Lately, she's been kind of busy with schoolwork and everything, but maybe there's been someone she's been thinking about subconsciously. So she looks around the school as she goes to her next classes and walks around the hallways, thinking maybe it's them. Maybe they're the one I have a crush on.

Sure, there are attractive people. There are some extremely attractive people. But she can't picture herself in a capital-R-Relationship with any of them.

"Hey. Rana. You good?"

She blinks. Asher is looking over at her. Am I attracted to Asher? They are very pretty, I love their hair, and it would be fun to kiss them. But I don't know about dating them.

"You were kind of spacing out," they explain. "Did calculus break your brain? Because I've totally been there."

"Nah, calculus isn't that bad. I was just thinking."

"About?"

"I don't understand all the hype about dating. Like, my friends are so obsessed with setting me up with someone, and I'm just... I don't really care? Like, a relationship might be nice, but it's just not high on my priority list or anything."

"Honestly, same. I don't get this whole romance thing. Like, what makes a partner different than a friend, exactly?"

It's kind of cool, that someone else is confused about the same thing she is. "I have no idea."

"Would you want to try to figure it out?"

"How do you plan on doing that?"

Asher shrugs. "We could date. Just to see what it's like."

Oh. "Listen, I- you're nice, but-"

"Not in, like, a 'I have a crush on you and I'm asking you out right now' way, don't worry. I kinda just want to date someone for my own intellectual curiosity, and I'd rather not do it with someone who actually has a crush on me, so I thought you might be a good fake girlfriend. No pressure or anything, though."

Rana considers. She would like to learn about this romance thing. And it would get her friends to shut up. "Alright. It'll be like a scientific experiment. As long as this isn't going to be like those fake dating fanfictions where they fall in love for real at the end."

"I doubt that's going to happen."

"Okay, then. I'll be your fake girlfriend."

"Sounds good."

#s's writing #guess who impulsively started a new story in favor of his other wips? this bitch! #aro #aroallo #won't fall in love at the end

[lokisivy]

Electric enemies// Eddie Munson X fem! Henderson! Reader

Warning: Smut? idk how to do this

it was a day like any other With your food tray in hand, you walked to the Hellfire table. Now you didn't really play DnD, but you were in Eddie's band as one of the guitarists and sometimes lead singers.

Eddie isn't really your favorite person; he is so annoying and gets on your nerves a lot. The reason you accepted the place in the band was that your brother Dustin begged you to. Eddie was his role model and you didn't want to let your brother down, so you joined.

You weren't really popular, but when you joined the band, everyone started giving you a hard time calling you "The freaks girlfriend" or "Werdio" names they come up with so they can feel better about themselves.

You take a seat next to Dustin, sitting on the edge. "Hello, sweetheart why the long face," Eddie smirks at you before biting on the apple in his hand.

"Kill yourself Munson." you spat back with attitude.

you didn't really feel like being nice today Jason and his Jock friends came and disrupted your day.

"Oh look is the freak's girlfriend," Jason said, walking up to you. you were standing next to your locker picking up stuff for the class you were really late for.

"What do want Jason."

"Nothing Y/N." He tucked your hair behind your ears. "Get. your. hands. off of me." you say sternly

"What babe does make feel good enough for you to reject me as a varsity football player?" he didn't listen to your command instead her puts his hands on your cheeks.

"I said get your hands off." I push him off of me before i walk away

He tucks my hair pushing me against the lockers

"You know you are being such a brat a slut like you should be thankful that I even acknowledged your existence," he said really close to my face.

I whimper, turning my face to the side to avoid his face. I try to leave, but when I do that he slams again with my neck hitting my head hard against the locker.

you Snap back when Dustin calls your name.

"Are you okay?" Dustin asks

"Yeah I'm just tired, I have Gym after take my food I need to go change." You rush up.

the group knew something was up you didn't fight with Eddie today and you looked sad.

You went to the bathroom stall to throw up, you were discussed by Jason's behavior you Thought being in a band would help your college application but instead it's fucking you up.

you didn't want to quit though you loved the thrill of it and you enjoyed being around Eddie he hated you though

at least that's what you thought.

"Is she okay why is she acting off," Eddie asks the boys. Eddie knew something was up you normally acted bitchy towards him because you hated how he thought lesser of you and he did the same you guys realized how much you hate each other after that one fight after one of the performances

"you didn't follow the notes right you messed it up!" Eddie yelled at you.

"Bite me Munson as if you never mess up!" you yell back. he was being ridiculous you thought you fuck up one note and suddenly you're a bad guitarist.

"God, you can't even do one thing right."

"At least I'm not repeating my senior year for the second time!"

you pointed out each other's flaws

"Fuck you Y/N!"

"Fuck you too Eddie you think your better than me you sell fucking drugs for a living!"

"Who are you talk bro your dad hated your existence He had to throw you back to your mum!"

you knew he would say that after your parents got divorced you dad took custody of you. you lived with him for a while until he started getting drunk and taking out his anger on that when you moved back to your mum.

you tried to hold back your tears and just ended the argument

"Fuck off Munson." Your tone was lower he knew you were upset but you crossed the line and he did the same you knew that.

You back to your dressing room pick up your stuff and leave the venue. you walked home that day crying Eddie felt bad he knew that having a shitty parent isn't fun even though you hated each other deep down you guys felt an attraction.

"I don't know but Lucas said he saw Jason harassing her before lunch," Mike said.

"What do you mean?" Eddie angrily said despite your hatred towards the both of you he hated Jason more and he would kill him if he ever annoyed any of his band/ club members.

"He did what?" Dustin interfered

"I don't know he said that he called her a slut and slammed her against the lockers," Mike explained

"Carver you are a dead man!" Eddie yelled sanding up one the of table to walk to Jasons Jock's table he jumped off after reaching the end

"You want something freak?"

Eddie grabs his jacket "I think you know what I want."

"Is it about your little girlfriend god she is so pathetic cant she even take a joke."

"And you think calling her a slut is a joke!" he yelled at him before punching him.

All Eddie felt was anger he felt so protective like he can stay stuff like this but others cant deep down he never really meant it it angered him seeing someone as worthless as Jason saying horrible stuff to you

You didn't know about the fight till you were asked to the principals office.

"Is it true that Jason harassed you during the 3rd period." the principal asked

"Yes, he did."

"Did you tell anyone about it?"

"No."

"How did you find out mister Munson."

"You can tell when someone is upset right pretty sure I noticed," Eddie answered with a tone

"Eddie you have detention tomorrow Jason you're getting kicked off the basketball team return your equipment to your coach Miss Y/N head back to your class."

you leave the office with Eddie behind you he called your name but you were mad everyone will think you snitched and rumors will spread faster that the Spanish flu.

"Y/N wait."

"What Eddie what do you want!" You snaped

"Why are you upset this dick got what he deserves."

he pulls you into an empty classroom

"you act like your any different than him you are just like him Eddie."

"I'm not like him I would never hurt you the way he did."

"Do hear yourself we both know that him hurting me physically wasn't the issue it what he said Eddie and you say shit worse than this."

"I'm not like him I would never hit a woman!" he got irritated Eddie was upset that you thought this low of him it was frustrating.

"You think you helped me but you didn't now everyone won't shut up about me getting him kicked off the team because at the end of the day the woman is never the victim!"

"Well I don't think that what I did was wrong it was, in fact, the right thing and you know that this dick deserved what he got and I will be damned if anyone hurt you again!" His confession left you shock

You didn't realize he was so close to you until you subconsciously reached up to grab his face to kiss him.

without hesation he kisses you back its like everything you both wanted it but never knew till now.

he grabs your waist and pushes you against the table for you to hop on.

"God Y/N you make me insane." he paused the kiss to unbutton your blouse you see him grab the door to lock it. his lips were everywhere on your neck cheeks lips and breasts.

you grab his belt to unbuckle it but he stops you "Hey you sure about this? we don't have to. just say the word"

"I want this, I want you Eddie and if you feel the same I need you to fuck me right now on this table."

he grunts in response grabbing the half-opened shirt to rip it in half buttons flying everywhere.

"Hey, my shirt!"

"Just shut the fuck up you know you like it."

he was right, you did like it, it was so hot

He grabs your tits from your bra he teases your nipples with his thumb before replacing them with his mouth.

"Oh, Eddie" you moan when his hand travels to your skirt.

"You praying for me darling?" he says

he rolls up to your skirt and removes your panties to shove them in his pocket.

he runs his finger through your wet folds

"Already so wet for me baby."

he kneels in front of your wet heat, attacking it with his lips licking your folds, collecting all your juices. you place your hands on his hair, pulling like your life depended on it, he moans against you from your pulling.

your orgasm builds very quickly, he knew what he was doing to get on the brink of your orgasm.

"Eddie I m so close!" You moan very loud

"Shh baby your gonna get us caught," he says between breaths

"Fuck Eddie..." you when your orgasm washes over you.

You pant trying to catch your breath. When you recover you grab Eddie by his belt, unbuckling it to pull down his pants

"Don't that again or what happens next isn't my responsibility."

"Oh I'm eager to know." you look up between your lashes

he grabs you by your hair tilting your head up so he can lean down and kiss you "God I hate you." he says between kisses

"Me too."

he grabs my legs to pull me closer to him, I stabilize my upper body with my hands behind me. he positions himself between my opening, slowly sinking in making the both of us let out a shaky breath.

"fuck your tight." he sinks in more, hitting the spot you craved for. earning a moan from you

"and you're so big." you moan when he pulls out to slide back in again,

you knew Eddie was gonna be big, the outline of his cock was huge when you saw through his jeans. With his attitude and confidence, you just knew it, but it was bigger than you thought.

"I will fuck that attitude out of you so can shut the fuck up for once and say thank you rather than arguing." his pace was slow you needed more than that

"Eddie faster." you whimper

he instead goes slower

"What did you say baby?" he was edging you and his pace was so good it was painful "Eddie please!" you cry

"Please what?" he teased you

oh god, you knew what he wanted you to call him, he always had a thing for it, he told you once when you were high and drunk at one of the parties we performed in.

"Please Daddy I need you to go faster and harder I want you to make me cum so hard you won't be able to move in me." he didn't even wait; he pick up the pace making the table rock with your rhythm

you saw stars when he took one of your legs and placed it on his shoulder.

"Fuck I'm so close." you moan he was hitting your cervix over and over making your hands give out.

"Cum for me sweetheart," he responds, making his way to your clit to help you reach your high.

within seconds your orgasm hits you so hard, making you see stars when you roll your eyes

"Fuck Y/N" Eddie moaned releasing inside of you his warm load.

"This was the best sex I've had," you confess you are too cock drunk to even care

"me too."

#eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fic #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson blurb #dustin stranger things

[bisolationist]

I'm so frustrated with that menalez "is solidarity possible between lesbians and bi women" discussion because it acts like the harm is completely one-sided. yeah I know bi women can be homophobic and more privileged but that doesn't mean it's an imagined one-sided problem and all behavior against bi women is fine. After a man that sexually assaulted me started bragging he turned me, everyone took his word for things and lesbians around my campus would passive aggressively 'whisper' things like "eugh it smells like c*m in here" when I walked in the room, or they spray whipped cream in my drinks at a party now while mimicking a dick. Or when I got a girlfriend they shit talked her so much that it made our relationship impossible. Almost more than the assault it made campus unlivable and I had to drop out. And what about the other bi women that see this behavior too, is not just about me. I know this send at least one other woman back in the closet and another into insisting she was a lesbian. Maybe that's cowardly and wrong of her but how can they not see they encourage that with how they act? But they never think this is important lack of solidarity. And is also how many people refuse to even bisexuals have any difficulties or oppression at all. Many say they don't experience homophobia,. Those people are IRL too and in groups and making important choices. GC darling Kathleen Stock was saying not too long ago Bisexuals are only politically relevant when they are in a same-sex relationship. As if our oppression doesn't start before and continue after. I'm sorry for the rant it just makes me sad.

I don't know what discussion you're talking about and frankly I don't want to comment directly on that if it's supposed to be about bi women and lesbians specifically.

I'm so sorry you had to go through that, anon. But I'll say that your story is not at all uncommon. I'm honestly kind of stunned because I've also run into the "ew you're going to smell like fish" (this being a crude and misogynist reference to vaginas ofc) from gay men, so that very much brought back some bad memories. I've mentioned it recently, but there's definitely something very weird about how many bisexual people see harassment from gay/lesbian people go SHARPLY up after they deal with a homophobic/biphobic incident from a heterosexual person, and especially if it's sexual assault. It happened to me after my CSA *and* after my mother cut me off, though in different ways. I've talked to a fair number of bi women that were either turned away from "LGB" support groups after a homophobic crime, or else faced ridicule and harassment there so they ended up feeling worse. The pattern seems to be that here's this logic that since bi women can be attracted to men, that homophobic men assaulting them thus isn't an "LGB" related issue. And before anyone puts words in my mouth none of this is to say that gay people oppress us or that they even could oppress us. But I think there's a lot of people eager to twist the knife when hets do. I still can't wrap my head around why there's so much aggression specifically aimed at people that speak openly about SA or homophobic treatment from heterosexuals. At best I can imagine that these people believe in pushing a certain agenda where bisexuals don't live meaningfully different lives than heterosexuals, and thus it's all right to treat them a certain way? So like they react to bisexuals talking about their oppression as a challenge and as a non-oppressed group trying to claim oppression that isn't theirs? Sorry, I'm rambling and speculating at this point. But yeah I'm really sorry you and so many others I've heard from have had similar incidents. I do wish it was something we could address with more respect and an understanding that even if "oppression" isn't in play it's still an extremely traumatic and harmful reaction that compounds the already difficult feelings of sexual assault while being a sexual minority.

#tw sa #tw csa

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

*Spoiler Alert* It was only platonic between them

Sirius wasn't particularly the dreamy boy. Sure, he was kind of good looking. Hegemonically speaking. But Marlene didn't spend her time staring at him and dreaming to be his girlfriend. Like other girls did. Actually Marlene hadn't done that with any boy for that matters. But right now she was staring, trying to figure out what girls found so attractive about him.

"You like him, don't you?" Mary had teased the other day.

Marlene was caught off guard. She was talking about Sirius and laughing because what she was saying was funny. But Marlene couldn't remember what she was actually saying now that Mary interrupted.

Marlene giggled "No... What are you talking about?"

Mary smirked "Marly, you talk about Sirius Black all the time"

Marlene blinked and had a bad taste in her mouth.

"I do what?"

"It's true" Lily added, only nodding but still reading her book "You talk about Sirius 90% percent of the time"

Marlene frowned "I do not"

"Did you hear how Sirius was talking? He is so formal and delicate" Mary mocked her.

"Did you see how Sirius was eating so slowly with his little pinkies up?" Lily added, smiling.

Ok. Most of the things Sirius Black did were funny. Because he was a little brat prince. And he wanted to be the center of attention. And he was a complete twat. He acted like royalty around school. When he was a poor regular boy. It was funny to tease.

"Did you see how he screamed when we saw that spider in class?" Mary continued.

"Did you see how his hair was ridiculously combed?" Lily added.

"OK!" Marlene stopped them, getting embarrassed. The girls giggled. Did she really talk that much about Sirius?

"I don't entirely talk about Sirius" Marlene protested "I talk about other things..."

"Rugby..." Mary listed with her fingers "Criticizing everyone and criticizing Sirius"

Marlene hit her head when Mary smiled. Marlene wished she wasn't blushing.

Lily giggled, now putting her book down.

"Plus, you are always insulting him and treating him like shit..."

"Exactly! I hate that twat.. He is an idiot"

"Or you are trying to hide what is evident" Lily smiled "It happens all the time in romance novels" she smiled showing her book "Haters to lovers is my favorite trope"

Marlene smirked "Then you must adore James Potter since you pretend to hate him so much..."

Lily blushed "It's different!" she protested "I don't talk about Potter all the time... And I actually hate him!"

"It's true" Mary said "She mainly ignores him"

Marlene's smile disappeared.

"Come on" Mary added, now giggling "Look at him..." she gestured towards Sirius who was a few meters away, talking with his friends "Don't you think he is gorgeous?"

Marlene made a face. Sirius wasn't ugly. He had a nice smile, and the way he pushed his hair back was kind of hot. But even the thought of fancying someone like him was hilarious. Although Marlene hadn't actually fancied anyone. Not Rick, "her first boyfriend". Not the "most good looking boys at school". Not even celebrities, like that Orlando Bloom, Lily was so obsessed about. He wasn't that handsome.

"Most girls would die to be with him" Mary continued "He was voted as one of the most handsome boys at Hogwarts"

Marlene almost laughed.

"He is still a twat" Marlene tutted.

"Yeah..." Lily said "Sirius might be handsome and all but he is an idiot and acts like an idiot most of the time... Like the rest of his friends..." Lily rolled her eyes, looking at James "Except Remus"

"I prefer Remus" Marlene whispered.

"Sirius is not that bad" Mary said "I do believe he acts like a womanizer and a cool guy but I am sure he is really romantic"

"If you like him so much, then why don't ask him out?"

Mary leaned in, placing her chin on her palm.

"Sirius is not really my type" Mary sighed "I like masculine tough boys, and Sirius is more soft. He is pretty, not hot"

Marlene sighed and rolled her eyes.

"This is ridiculous" she stood up "I don't fancy Sirius Black. I just like teasing him because it's funny. And he deserves it... So just stop with this nonsense" she looked at her two friends "And stop thinking about boys"

As Marlene left, Lily and Mary looked between each other and smiled.

But Marlene was noticing now how much she actually paid Sirius attention and how much she wanted to talk about him and make fun of him, and how much she wanted to insult him every time he was around. And that got her thinking... Could it be? Naaah.... But maybe..... Jesus no! Sirius fucking Black couldn't be Marlene's first crush.

**************

Sirius was minding his own business that afternoon in the Common Room. Remus was beating Peter in a good chess game. And he happy about it, making faces at Sirius. That made Sirius smile. James was telling them a funny story of who the fuck knows what. That's when James said:

"Oi, Pads...." he whispered "I think Marlene McKinnon is staring at you"

Sirius turned to look and in fact Marlene was looking intensely over them. It was weird because she was alone and she wasn't even subtle about it. She was just there, sitting in the armchair, crossing her arms and staring at Sirius as if he was a difficult puzzle to solve.

Sirius was used to girls staring at him. He usually smiled and winked and girls would giggle or blush. But Marlene was different. She was bloody scary sometimes.

Sirius swallowed "How do you know she is looking at me?"

"She is looking directly at you, mate" James said as surprised as Sirius "There's no doubt"

"What do you think she wants?" Remus asked, because Peter and him had noticed as well.

"I think she is thinking about killing me"

"I think she is capable of killing" Peter nodded.

That made Sirius uneasy.

James chuckled, clapping Sirius' shoulder "Nah.... It's pretty obvious she has a crush on you"

Sirius chuckled. That was ridiculous.

Remus tutted "That cannot be possible. She hates him"

"Who doesn't have a crush on me, Moony?" Sirius smiled and winked. Which made Remus shook his head and smile.

"She is always treating you like shit! She insults you everytime she sees you"

Peter had a point.

"That's how girls are" James tutted rubbing his hair and smiling gracefully "They treat you like shit when they actually want to push you to the wall and do nasty things to you. It's what's happening  with me and Evans..."

At that the boys giggled.

"She secretly wants me. I know that"

Sirius let out a chuckle.

"Yeah Prongs exactly that" Peter rolled his eyes.

Remus was looking at James amused.

"Come on Prongsie" Sirius smiled "I see the thing between me and Marlene more likely than you and the Ginger ever happening"

"Oh yeah?" James raised an eyebrow "Let's see you try"

"Do you want to bet?" Sirius smirked.

"Alright" James nodded "I bet Lily would give me a chance before you dare to date Marlene"

Sirius smiled and stood up "Oh Prongsie... You are going to lose"

James shrugged.

"Oh God..." Peter sighed, looking between the two.

"Sirius, where are you going?" Remus asked.

"I'm winning the bet, Moony Moons" Sirius rubbed Remus' hair and walked towards Marlene.

"She is going to eat you alive, Sirius!"

"That's the point, Moony"

Remus sighed.

"James...."

"Let's see how much this lasts, Remus"

**********************

Oh fuck.... Marlene realized she how much she had been staring until Sirius approached. So she looked away.

"Oh shit.... Oh shit... Oh shit...." she whispered to herself.

"Hello Marly...." Sirius sat down next to her.

"What do you want, mouron?!"

Marlene snapped but later she blushed and she fell like an idiot.

Sirius smiled. He was acting so stupidly weird. Like he did when he flirted with girls. He put his hair back and stared at Marlene up side down. And Marlene couldn't stop thinking how he looked like dog going for a poo when he made that face. But for some reason the more Sirius stared, the more Marlene blushed. Shit. It had been Mary and Lily filling up her head with stupid ideas.

"What? What you looking at?"

"You are pretty today"

Marlene rolled her eyes.

"I cannot say the same about you"

"Then why were you staring at me just now?"

Marlene snorted, crossing her arms.

"I wasn't staring at you"

Sirius smiled.

"You were. It was pretty obvious"

"Okay. I was...."

Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"I was taking a long time looking at your flaws... Like for example the fact that your eyebrows are very bushy. Hello Hair!! And the hair goes in every direction, it is disturbing really.... Or the fact that you have such an upturned nose that everyone can see you have boggers.... Everyone can see the inside of you nose"

Sirius touched his nose.

"Or that your top lip is bigger the bottom one, which gives you a sad and dumb expression all the time..."

Sirius frowned.

"Your chin actually looks like a butt.... And its a really fat butt... Nicki Minaj's kind of butt... Like.... It's so big it is the first thing everyone notices about you... You practically have a butt face"

Sirius was actually surprised.

"And your face is weardly made. Everything is in the wrong place. It's not symmetrical. Like at all. If the ground rotated like 45 degrees to he side, then your face would be finally straight and lined up to the ground...You're like a weird Picasso painting" Marlene took a deep breath "And your hair....Don't let me get started on your hair.... First of all...."

"Okay!" Sirius interrupted, unconsciously fixing his hair "I get it"

Marlene didn't know how she came up with all of that. Sometimes she just vomited words without thinking until it was too late. And she had spoken so fast that it was obvious she sounded nervous. But she pretended to be fine.

"And your personality doesn't even save you" Marlene added more calmly "You have half the brain than the rest of us and it's annoying how much you love yourself.... You would fuck yourself if you could.... Jesus Christ.... And the way you talk, the way you eat and the way you walk and hold your mug and your spoon.... It's like be normal, Little Prince.... "

"Are you done?"

Perhaps Marlene had said all the wrong things about Sirius to convince herself Mary's words weren't true. But she didn't think all that about Sirius. He was a wanker yes. But Marlene couldn't imagine her life without him, without insulting him in the mornings and teasing him, and acting like the jealous girlfriend only to scare his girls away. Because it was funny. Or maybe because she liked him. Oh God. She liked Sirius Black. Fuck.

"I am done"

But Sirius was still smiling, looking at Marlene amused.

"And now I am going because I am tired of staring at your ugly face"

She stood up. Sirius finally laughed.

"You are so into me, Marlene McKinnon"

"Shut up or I am gonna punch you!"

Marlene snapped and got out of there as fast as she could.

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8 years later:

Marlene couldn't sleep. She was sweaty and her heart was beating fast. She closed her eyes but her mind didn't stop working.

Was it a good idea? Was Boston a good idea?

It was. For Dorcas. But it wasn't. For everything else. Dorcas was expecting an answer. And Marlene didn't know what to do. Should she drop everything to go after the love of her life?

Marlene sighed and closed her eyes. She pictured Dorcas. Their smile. Their chocolate skin. Their laugh. The way they moved in their sleep. The way they stared at Marlene intensely after sex. The way they bit their lip when Marlene....

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

Marlene opened her eyes.

"I'm wanking!!"

"Don't be disgusting, Marlene"

Marlene didn't even answer and Sirius was already walking in.

"I could've been naked"

Sirius smiled and raised his eyebrows "Mmm..."

"I'm a lesbian, remember?"

"That doesn't stop me"

Marlene rolled her eyes.

"What do you want?"

"To talk?"

Marlene sighed and opened the covers for Sirius to get in. Sirius smiled and giggled as he got under.

"Is it about Remus?" Marlene asked, twisting her mouth to the side. She knew him so well.

"No..." Sirius said looking down and getting his nail polish off "It's not about Remus...."

Marlene just stared at him.

"Okay it's about Remus!"

"Knew it" Marlene smiled.

Sirius was silent, now biting his nails.

"So?" Marlene added "Speak up, wanker!"

"Always so nice to me"

Marlene sighed.

"Sorry... Please tell me dear friend" she said sarcastically.

Sirius dropped back, and sighed. His whole expression changed. His eyes were glowing, he was relaxed and happy. His thoughts were deep in Remus probably. He melted right there.

"After all this time, Marly.... I feel...." Sirius snorted to himself "God... I felt so many things... I felt things I thought I would never feel again... He is my Moony, Marly. I feel like I have him back... My heart jumps and I have butterflies on my tummy. I act like an idiot... I feel like a fucking teenager again"

Marlene smiled.

"You were an idiot as a teenager..." Marlene nodded "But straighter.... You are so gay, right now"

"Shut up" Sirius smiled.

Then his eyes moved fantasizing about Remus again.

"I love him, Marly. I never stopped"

"Careful" Marlene warned "It's been five years. You see the guy after five years!"

"It's like no time has passed"

"But five have passed. Along with many things"

Marlene had been there when Sirius didn't want to get out of bed, when Sirius didn't want to eat or shower. After Remus and him broke up, their lives were over. For both of them. Marlene finally decided to move to Sirius' flat when Remus decided to go to Brighton, leaving everyone behind. And Sirius had been so devastated, Marlene felt like she needed to stay. But she never admitted it was because of that that she stayed. Now Marlene didn't want him to go through that again.

"I know" Sirius sighed "But everytime I speak with him, I feel like that again. Like I used to feel when he was mine... He used to be mine, Marly!"

"Aha... Not anymore" Marlene tutted "He hurt you"

"I broke up with him" Sirius snapped "I was the idiot who broke up with him! Why did I do that? Remus is amazing... Why did I ever doubt my feelings for him?"

Marlene bit her lip.

"Does he feel the same?"

Sirius' eyes moved with hope.

"Isn't he dating someone.? That friend of his?"

"Grant" Sirius whispered and looked down.

Marlene could see the disappointment in his eyes.

"Don't be an idiot, Sirius" Marlene said "Sometimes feelings change... And sometimes not everything is perfect as it used to be... Sometimes love stories end..."

Marlene didn't want her thing with Dorcas to end. She still loved them. Maybe she needed to go. She needed to fight for her love story. Marlene was telling her decision to Dorcas tomorrow morning. If they picked up their phone that was.

"You're such a pessimist" Sirius tutted.

Marlene showed him her middle finger.

"I know..." Sirius sighed "No romance in this trip"

"Except for the honeymoon couple" Marlene added.

"God! It's the second night on the row"

"Did they lock the door again?"

"Yeah"

"Arrrg!" Marlene shivered "They are going to have their second child after this trip"

"Another Prongslette?" Sirius asked "That would be adorable"

Marlene smiled at the thought. Harry was an adorable kid. And he deserved a little sibling.

Sirius rested his head on Marlene's shoulder. And she stroked his long hair. It was nice the little thing they had built. James had Lily and Harry, and although he adored Sirius, he didn't give him the time he wished. So Marlene liked stepping in and playing the job of the best friend. She loved Sirius. Even though she would never admit it.

"You're a piece of shit, Sirius! Get off my shoulder. Get off my bed and let me sleep... "

"I love you too" Sirius smiled.

Marlene wondered how her life would be without Sirius. Without Mary. Without Lily. Without James. Without Peter. Even without Remus. Could she actually live without them? Was Boston a good idea?

"What do you think Remus is doing now?"

"Oh God!!"

"Come on! I bet you are thinking about Dorcas too"

Dorcas. Dorcas. Dorcas..... Dorcas or her friends? A tough decision.

Marlene sighed "Yeah... Yeah I am"

#marauders #maraudersera #marauders headcanon #sirius black #marlene mckinnon #platonic love #wolfstar #dorlene #muggle au

[xazz]

get ready for my hottest of hot takes you’re ever gonna read bc the general headcanons are boring

oh scary old Hive man who purposefully made himself look as scary as humanly possible so Guardians would be afraid of him. Got weird growths on his head or three eyes or looks half Hive

Toland convinced 5 people to trust his ass to take them down into a Hellmouth where he was going to leave them to die. Eriana was full of the need for vengeance but she wasn’t stupid okay. She was a Praxic Warlock and they abhor the Darkness in all things. She wouldn’t have trusted Toland if he looked categorically off the fucking deep end and like he desperately wanted to bang a Hive Wizard.

Toland was, at the very least, attractive and young looking. The type of bastard who’s got a pretty face and knows how to sometimes swallow his wicked sharp tongue and say nice things to you so you’ll shut up for half a second so you’ll listen to him. And if he doesn’t go into a full on rant he’s pretty convincing and charismatic. Toland desperately wanted to be taken seriously and listened to by his peers (or pretty much anyway) but had been so ridiculed for it he turned into a horrible toxic person. Toland is the pretty face, fucking rancid personality who might act nice to you if you give him space to talk about the Hive. Which Eriana let him and he convinced her and a fireteam that yeah, he’d take them down into the Pit, he’d lead the way, he’d get them their vengeance. And they fucking believed him. You don’t get that if you’re a rambling mad man. Eriana was dead set on avenging her girlfriend but from the way Eris talks about the others... they just kinda went along with it. They weren’t there for revenge. They were there for Eriana. If Toland had been a half Hive weirdo they would have had the self awareness to say ‘hey lets not. Or at least not with this guy’.

Broke: Toland’s a crusty old man covered in Hive shit who rambles about the the Darkness, Sword Logic, and the Hive

Woke: Toland is just Handsome Man 3 preset with a fucked up obsession and the worst toxic personality you can imagine

#destiny 2 #toland #headcanons #this is all a little tongue and cheek #no beef if you think toland is a crusty old man #like he def deserves it #way more than osiris #but pretty face actually evil is such a good trope and should be used more #you expect the guy named Worm who looks like a fucked up catfish to be evil #but not Generic Man 3 preset #he's gotta be good #right?

[martianbugsbunny]

OUAT Thoughts Pt.52--Episodes 17-18

I have watched through S5E18; spoilers DNI. Also, spoiler warning for anyone further behind than I am.

—Belle basically told Rumple he wasn’t worth saving. What the heck, lady. And I’m pretty sure if my husband was about to be shot and killed, I wouldn’t hesitate to knock his attempted murderer to his death. Yeah, Belle sent Gaston into the River of Souls. Big whoop, he fricking sucks. And Belle knows how nasty he is! How could she possibly act like letting him kill Rumple was a better option?

—And exqueEEeze me, but this is not like when Snow or Emma acquired some darkness. Belle fell in love with the Dark One, for gosh sakes, she’s the princess most likely to do some dubious things!

—And it’s now confirmed that she doesn’t love Rumple. If she did, she wouldn’t need her father to break the sleeping curse. It’s obvious that Rumple loves her.

—Mulan was watching Dorothy and Red with the world’s most knowing look on her face and I am all here for it. But what about Mulan? She needs to get her happy ending! —Now that I’ve complained….Wolfie and Kansas, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

—I will not get over them together. They have everything: falling in love ridiculously fast; a meet-cute involving the dog; similarly tragic backstories; adorable nicknames—it’s everything I want! And you know, Toto’s gonna love having a bigger dog in his life. Red is the the best possible second dog mom for him.

—It’s cool that Dorothy taught Toto to bark at witches. Very smart.

—I adore David for sending Snow back to Storybrooke. That’s some quality husbanding right there. But all of their promises to be reunited eventually? That means for sure at least one of them dies. And since they share a heart, they’ll probably both die. Leaving Emma (and Hook?) to raise Neal. So sad.

—I also adore Hook for helping David with that. I like that Hook and David are getting along better now. Their personalities don’t put them at natural opposition to each other, so now that David is used to Hook and Emma being together, them being friendly is the right move.

—Hades is an exceedingly strange man. Every now and then he makes a comment that catches me off guard and makes me laugh. His sense of humor is peculiar, and kinda shady, but I like it. Which annoys me to no end.

—He’s not particularly handsome imo, but he is attractive. He’s completely riveting. Regardless of whether or not he’s being an ass to my faves (which he is), I can’t deny that he has presence.

—Still hate Zelena. I will not stop hating her. I will not feel sorry for her ever. And I’m still disgruntled about her and Hades being together. They have little to no chemistry.

—They shouldn’t have put Hades in the same room as Gaston. Once again, the hextreme vibes appeared. How can they expect me to believe him with Zelena when he’s *meh* with her and acts the way he does around all these dudes? (The count, by now, is three. Three men he’s had way more chemistry with than Zelena. And I do predict more such occurrences in the future.)

—MMMkay, I hate Gaston, big surprise, but he was right about one thing. The way to a bookworm’s heart is to tell them that ‘because it’s your favorite book, Imma read every word.’ That is just peak.

—I’m so tired of hearing guys saying how they’ve been looking for a woman of substance. It implies that a woman who is not shallow is a rare find, which I think is quite insulting. Also, not to go too deep, but we all know what kind of girls Gaston-types are thinking of when they say shallow, and I love those girls. Pink and makeup and girly-girl things? Bring em on, honey! If I had a girlfriend like that, whether or not she was the type of girl who wanted to have existential conversations (which is fr not for everybody, regardless of gender), I would adore her and love her so much she wouldn’t know what to do with me. And tbh, Gaston is more vain than he believes those girls to be, so….But, it’s very much in character for him to say something piggish like that, so I can live with it. Context is everything, friends.

#once upon a time #ouat #belle #rumplestiltskin #Gaston #mulan #dorothy gale #red riding hood #dorothy x red #toto #prince David charming #Snow White #Captain Hook #zelena #hades #martianbugsbunny reviews