#one of them sits him down and explains that love isnt that bad!
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could u write the gang (seperate) x a reader thats like. deeply and unashamedly obsessed w them
not in in a weird way but like soda makes reader a cake and theyre like “wow ur so talented u should be a baker youd be the best baker in the world everyone look at this isnt my bf such a good baker?? isnt he so cool???? arent you so jealous of me???”
or they visit the DX on steves lunch break and theyre like whats all this? and steve starts explaining the car stuff to them and theyre like “omg ur so smart ur the smartest person ever the DX is so lucky to have you <333 soda come look at steves car isnt he so good at this??? babe u should like reinvent cars youd totally do it better than washington or whatever”
or just reader holding hands and sitting on laps and kissing faces at all times basically the gang x reader thats all over them
「 i just wanna get high with my lover! 」
IN WHICH—you’re totally in love with them!♡ ໋֢ 🎞️✧
📀ヾFT. THE GREASERS࿐ྀུ ♡
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Dallas Winston ;
“you’re so strong, dal. you look so good when you fight, did you know that? you’re like the only person who looks that good when fighting. you’re so cool.”
“…thanks, doll.”
was SO STARTLED LMFAO
like??? he’s never been showered in compliments like this before. but he DOES welcome it
cocky bastard. you boosted his ego. it’s too high now.
“i stole this for you.”
“DALLAS! you didn’t have too, oh my god! you’re so sweet—and talented! i can’t believe you stole this—for me! i have the best boyfriend ever! i am so lucky, ain’t i?”
“yeah, i know.”
SHOWS U OFF SO MUCH. he just likes the reaction you give him when he does, honestly. like dallas LOVES hearing you ramble about him when he’s beside you.
he’s all, “yup. i AM the best boyfriend ever, dickhead.”
“this my partner.”
“mhm! dally’s the sweetest ever! he’s so nice to me, don’t you think? ugh, i love him so much. he’s the best boyfriend in the world.”
the way you look at him with lovesick eyes makes him wanna hold you forever and never let go btw.
IF YOU SIT ON HIS LAP AND DO THAT??? ohmy fod he’ll lose his fucking mind!!!
dallas winston looking up at you while you cradle him between your legs, his hands gently holding your waist while you gush over him, a small pink hue across his cheeks.
AHHHH AHHHHH AHHHHHH
“you’re so handsome. you’re the prettiest boy ever. i love your hair, it’s so nice. with or without the grease.”
“yeah?”
“yeah.”
has the most DISGUSTING and GROSS lovey dovey smile across his face has you plant kissed across his face, mumbling sweet nothings as you do so.
feels like you’re an angel when you do this after a bad day btw. loves you sososososo much he’s so down bad
Johnny Cade ;
looks up at you with the biggest puppy dogs eyes you’ve ever seen as you sit on his lap, kissing his scars. johnny’s lips would be slightly parted as he seems mesmerized with every movement you make.
WHIPPED. HE IS WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER. the SECOND you started gushing over, he got a small grin on his face, a sense of pride washing over him.
he, like, never knew you seen him as this magnificent being. johnny’s confidence was never great but PHEWWW you’re always there to help him!!!
“you really like my scars?”
“totally. they make you look so cute, johnny. they make you, you and that’s all i could ever ask for. you’re so cute. i love you. any person would, i’m just so glad that it’s me.”
he’d get so shy after but johnny would be walking with his chin slightly higher. ‘cause deep down he’s all, “what if they don’t actually mean it☹️?” and then you show up outta nowhere and like engulf him with a hug and he’s like “nvm…i love ‘em actually☺️.”
whenever you brag about him to people, he has to look at his feet to keep himself from smiling too much.
“and if you ever need someone to listen to you, nobody does it like johnny! he’s the best listener ever, nobody can ever compare to him. johnny’s such an angel!”
“y/n…”
he’d mumble, an embarrassed groan leaving his lips as he rubbed the back of his neck, kicking a rock.
contrary to popular belief of you being more in love, he is. he swears up and down that you’re too good to him, that you’re a real doll, that he doesn’t deserve someone like you.
johnny needs someone like this in his life NOW! and if it isn’t you it’s gonna be me.
Ponyboy Curtis ;
so fucking embarrassed i’m crying.
i believe he can’t take compliments for SHIT. so being around you, he just becomes a mess. like stuttering n’ shit.
“your voice is so pretty. you read so much better than everyone else, pony. you should do it as a job—you’d totally beat everyone. it’s not like it’d ever be a competition with you there, though. you’re so cool, pony.”
“i-uhm…thank you, y/n.”
GIGGLES SOO HARD LMFAOOOO
like at night when he’s with soda, he just rambles to his older brother about what you told him. soda thinks it’s cute in the moment, but later wants ponyboy to shut up because it’s been two hours of him gushing over what you said to him.
“and then they said that i-“
“OKAY, DAMN. i have work tomorrow and you have school. ponyboy, please.”
“…okay? they said that i was the prettiest boy they’ve ever seen.”
“holy fuck.”
like he’d be ranting about some drama with the gang or some movie he’d seen, sitting on the couch as you rest your head on his shoulder.
you look over to him, thinking he’s never looked more perfect. ponyboy had washed the grease out of his hair, the fluffy hair falling over his ears.
unconsciously, you tuned him out as you leaned over, kissing him on the cheek.
“what was that for?”
“you tell stories so well, pony. you’d make a great writer, did you know that? i’m so lucky to have you.”
“i-huh?”
WAHHH COMPLIMENTING PONYBOY WHILE ATTACKING HID FACE WITH KISSES AS HE GIGGLES ☹️☹️☹️
he’s so cute thay’s literally my man….!!!!
Sodapop Curtis ;
HE’S SO IN LOVE!!!!!
sitting on the counter while he cooks and you just rant about how perfect he is makes him WEAK IN THE KNEES.
“you’re such a good baker, soda. nobody does it like you do. you’re like—the best baker in the world. ain’t he, two-bit?”
“stop it, y/n..🤭🤭”
“nah, ‘m good.”
you brag about him to the girls that go to the DX to flirt with him. i can see it now.
soda’s just in the background giggling SOO HARD AND TWEAKING WITH STEVE LMFAOO
“no, he’s so sweet to me! i swear, he’s like the best boyfriend ever, did you know that? i’d be jealous if i was you, honestly.”
“TEEHEE”
“soda, shut up!”
“i’m the best boyfriend ever, steve😛.”
HE DOES THE SAME THING FOR YOU IT’S SO CUTEEE😭😭
“you look so cute today, y/n. i got so lucky, didn’t i? had to be blessed to even have you in my life.”
FUCK i need this man at my doorstep
like imagine sitting on his lap, him staring up at you while you push back his hair with a small smile on his face. the silence between the two of you being broken by exchanged compliments.
YOU TWO MAKE EVERYONE FUCKIJG SICK I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT!!! YOU GUYS ARE SO PERFECT TOGETHER IT MAKES ME VOMIT!!!
Darry Curtis ;
tries to act cool and nonchalant when you do it, but he turns his head away to cover the huge smile that’s growing on his face.
“you’re so strong, dare! you’re the strongest person ever—you could totally take down anyone. isn’t he just the best, soda?”
“alright, that’s enough, y/n.”
“but you’re just so good to me, dare. :(.”
“sweetheart, please.”
“alright..”
“he’s smiling, y/n.”
“and blushin’…i love your brother so much.”
“everyone knows.”
AKDNSKDHEKENKDS SITTING ON HIS LAP WHILE HE SITS ON HIS CHAIR, READING THE NEWS PAPER🤭🤭
like your arms are wrapped around his neck, his arms around your waist as he reads the newspaper over your shoulder while lazily responding to your rambles.
“you look so cute with your reading glasses. you’re the most handsome boyfriend in the whole world. i’m so lucky, ain’t i?”
“you’re a real treat, y/n.”
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“i love your hair, darry. you look so much better with this hairstyle than anyone else. you should be a model.”
“i’d be a terrible model, dear.”
gang is so jealous of your relationship btw. they call it bullshit that darry pulled you.
they fake gag and groan when you do this but in reality they’re like, ‘damn…when is it my turn to be happy.😒’
darry’s self esteem’s alright. it’s not the best but it’s not the worst. but you’re always there to remind him he’s absolutely perfect :).
Steve Randle ;
HE’S SOOOO WHIPPED LMFAOOOO
like i swear to god the second you went on a rant about him he was so ready to marry you right then and there.
“you’re so good when it comes to cars. honestly—you could just make your own and it’d be 100x better than whoever made them before. you’re just the best mechanic ever.”
“really? you think so? ‘cause if i were ever to i’d totally change the way they-“
and now steve’s on a 12 minute rant on how he’d change cars to rub better while you just sit there, listening to him with a smile.
YOU HAVE HIM SOOOO INSANE LIKE I SWEAR TO GOD!?? he couldn’t ask for a better partner if he tried!!!
like, i imagine steve’s always had confidence issues—being friends with soda n all don’t really help.
BUT THEN YOU CAME ALONG AND HE’S JUST VISIBLY HAPPIER😭😭.
“you’re so smart, steve. like—the smartest ever.”
“stawpp, oh my god. what else am i, though?”
“you’re cute, awfully nice, you got the prettiest eyes the world’s ever seen-“
please tell him all this while kissing him all over. he needs it so bad.
teehee lazily kissing steve randles face as the blush across his face grows from the never ending compliments that leave your lips😜
he’d totally tell you to shut up and when you don’t, he just kiss you.
AUGHHHH
Two-Bit Mathews ;
AUGH HE DOES THE SAME THING FOR YOU !!!!
honestly—he didn’t like it at first. ‘cause deep down he was all, ‘wtf??? i’m supposed to be making them swoon n’ shit??? why am i the one giggling rn??😒😡’
but overtime he’d look forward to your silly little love drunk rambles. tell him he’s the most thoughtful boyfriend ever when he’s drunk and he might cry.
“YOU REALLY THINK THAT? BABY, STA-“
and he’s like actually sobbing while hugging you.
sitting on two-bit’s lap in the backseat of his car at the drive-in, ignoring the movie you guys came to watch because you’re both too focused on each other.
kissing every inch of his face, laughs leaving his lips as you mutter small comments about how cute his laugh is. unconsciously, his grip on your hips tightening.
FUCK i’m making myself feel lonely writing this.
every single good thing you say about him gets internalized. someone could say his hair’s dumb but then in his head he goes ‘NUH-UH! y/n said my hair is absolutely perfect😜’
#2knightt#the outsiders#the outsiders x reader#dallas winston x reader#johnny cade x reader#ponyboy x reader#ponyboy curtis x reader#sodapop x reader#sodapop curtis x reader#darry curtis x reader#steve randle x reader#two-bit x reader#two-bit mathews x reader#this fic had no reason to give me this much trouble to post#fuck tumblr and it’s stupid ass updates lmfao
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Hobbit/LOTR characters when their s/o is upset with them
yes i'm reusing this trope and i dont care its easy-- also lmk if u want more characters and which onessss :3
requests are open (seriously please give me ideas)
Thorin
honestly
his reaction is so dependant on when you're upset with him
if its during the journey he will notice right away
he refuses to go to bed angry at each other
he makes time for you guys to talk every night
if its during his dragon sickness bit
yeah
no
he doesn't give a single shit
telling him that you're upset doesn't even do anything except make him mad
like you're wasting his time
AND
not looking for the stone so like
what the fuck are you doing
if we're talking like after the war
everybody lives au ofc
it probably takes him a little while to notice that you're upset if you don't flat out say anything
he's just slightly busy rebuilding a kingdom
honestly when he does notice or when you tell him
he feels bad
he decides it's time for a break
even if it's just for an hour or two
will take you through the halls just to talk through things
or he'll sit and have tea with you
honestly whatever you wanna do he's down
you are his only priority
if only for an hour
Fili
i would say that he's probably pretty in tune with your emotions
hes a sweet dwarf
will make you tea because he knows your upset
sometimes forgets that hes a little shit
like doesnt realise that things he does can make people upset
let alone you
right over his head
you will have to sit him down and talk with him
he will feel bad immediately
will apologize
offers to make it up to you in any way he can
I feel like if this happens after like the battle and the reclaiming of his future kingdom
he might be a bit busy
but he wants to sit and talk to you every night before bed
even if its just for a few minutes
so when you went to bed without him one night
oh he knows he messed up
theres no way to misinterpret that
will wake you up with kisses and apologies
even if he doesn't know what he is apologizing for
hes just a big sweetie
Kili
sweet boy
another kind of clueless one
id assume that you probably get upset at him sometime during the journey
while yes he is sweet
he can be kind of neglectful without meaning to be
he feels like he has to prove himself to his uncle because he is different from the other dwarves.
has a lot on his mind
i feel like he deffo neglects your relationship at times bc of it
which is why you pulled back
not pushing for affection as much as you did before
letting him get himself into bad situations
reminding him to eat/sharpen his sword
setting up his bedroll while he goes off to help with camp set up
it takes him a couple days to realize something is off
bc he totally doesnt realize how much you're actually looking out for him
it hits him one night after dinner that his bed roll isnt set up? and its not next to you? and you're already asleep?
wait when did he actually sit down and talk to you last?
doesn't sleep that night, just sits and watches you while thinking back on the past like week
as soon as you wake up he's by your side and asking if you guys could take a walk before the journey starts for that day
you agree
he immediately starts apologizing and explaining himself
i think the best way to deal with it is to like
have a nice sit down and talk it out
maybe not right at that moment but
eventually you guys have a long talk where you both talk about how you're feeling with the relationship and just emotionally and i think that solves a lot
like he lets u know just how insecure he is bc of how different he is
and you can talk about feeling neglected
at the end of it all he promises to put more effort but also wants you to know that you dont HAVE to do all those things for him to notice you/love you
very healthy tbh
#aure writes#kili x reader#thorin x reader#fili x reader#the hobbit x reader#kili durin x reader#fili durin x reader#thorin oakenshield x reader
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Your age gap writings are so good! Can you write something where the reader is in her 20s in college and Jake protects her from hate from fans or maybe one of his friends is like 'She's way too young for you and she isnt famous or trying to be famous so why are you with her???' and Jake just shuts them down
Thank you so much, babyy <3
I've got a taste for men who are older, can't help it.... 😔
Warnings: age gap, misogyny (not from Jake obv), cockwarming, pool sex, size kink, oral (f), creampie, soft!dom Jake, daddy kink, so many pet names, a hint of innocence kink
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It was a hot summer day. You were outside by the pool, book open in front of you as the sun burned your skin. You were finally relaxing after an exhausting semester in college.
Poor Jake, though, couldn't join you. He had a lot of things to solve about upcoming projects... you weren't complaining, you were extremely proud. And why would you even complain? Most days he worked from home. He sat with his laptop at the kitchen table, which was separated from the pool area by a glass door, that allowed him to enjoy the view of you in a bikini, living your best life. Well, you earned it, college can be really rough.
More often than not, you would tease him. Like when he was taking an important call and your bikini top would accidentally fall off... or when you (also accidentally) made eye contact with him while enjoying your popsicle a little too much... and all that would lead to him delaying his work just a little bit.
But tomorrow would be different. A few people on his team would come over for a meeting. So you told him you would just hide in the bedroom until they were finished. He insisted that the meeting shouldn't stop you from enjoying your time however you liked, but you said you preferred it that way. Not only you wouldn't feel comfortable having foreigner eyes on you, but you also didn't want to embarrass Jake... you knew by the comments you've been reading the kind of things people called you. You didn't want to give anyone any evidence that you were irresponsible or bad for his career.
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So, by the time everyone arrived the next day, you were comfortably snuggling on your pillows, searching for something to watch on tv. Or some background noise for you to nap to.
Meanwhile, Jake was downstairs, discussing important things with his crew.
The meeting itself didn't take too long. But as everyone was saying goodbye, one of his oldest friends, who worked on his image's management asked him if it was okay for him to stay a little longer, so they could speak privately. Jake didn't mind and didn't think much of it... after all, they knew each other for a very long time, and would often talk about non-work related things.
"Hey, man." Jake greeted him as soon as the last person walked out. "Sit down, want something to drink?"
"No, I'm okay, I won't take too long, actually." The man replied in a very serious tone. "There's just something that a few of us been talking about and... we really didn't want to bring it up during the meeting, because it's quite delicate."
Jake's face fell. He had been so happy these last days... and the meeting was so successful, he didn't expect to have any trouble soon.
"Actually..." The man continued, as there was no response from Jake. "No one really wanted to bring it up, but... I'm your friend, am I not? I knew I had to."
"What's going on?" Jake asked, trying to get him to go straight to point, instead of explaining himself over and over again.
"It's about Y/N." He said at once. "Listen, man... I know you, I know you're in love and you're happy, but..."
"Hey, don't start." Jake felt his blood boil as he brought your name up. "I know what people say about her. But they don't know her. And neither do you."
"Jake, man..." he shook his head, hands on his waist as he tried get into Jake's head. "Come on, we all know how much shit starts with you don't know her, she's different..."
"Well, and you know that people on the internet are just waiting for opportunity to misinterpret something... at least you should know, since it's your job." Jake shrugged. "I mean... how many times did we have to deal with this?"
"Jake, I'm not talking as someone worried about your career. I know that these comments will die when they find someone else to cancel." He explained. "I'm talking as someone who's worried about you. You know how these girls are... maybe she finds a richer guy before the comments die, you know."
"Get out of my house." Jake closed his eyes and counted to ten, trying to keep his voice low.
"Come on, man..."
"Get the fuck out." He repeated. "If you leave right now, you're just fired. If I have to ask again, I'll make a few phone calls just to make sure you won't be getting another job anytime soon."
"You know what?" The man raised both hands in the air and chuckled. "You do whatever you want, I'm just trying to warn you..."
The look on Jake's face made him walk through the door without saying anything else.
Jake's body felt heavy and he allowed it to fall on the sofa. His heart ached. How could anyone talk about his princess that way? People didn't know how sweet and caring and kind you were. People didn't know how happy you made him.
"Fuck it." He rolled his eyes.
He was stressed and decided to take the rest of the day off. Take the day off to enjoy your company. You relaxed him like nothing else and nobody knew shit about you.
The eager manner he opened the bedroom door made you jump.
"Sorry, baby." He spoke as he climbed up the bed, resting his head on your chest. He left out a frustrated sigh.
"Oh no, what happened?" Your arms automatically wrapped around him. He looked exhausted.
"Just had to fucking fire someone." He replied, feeling his skin crawl. It made him even more angry to remember that asshole's words now, while he was being comforted by you. "Sexist piece of shit."
"Why?" Your eyes widened. He told you it would be a simple meeting... you would never expect things to end this way.
"I don't really wanna talk about it right now." He knew that if he told you, it would ruin your day. It would hurt your feelings, you would get insecure and maybe even feel a little guilty, which you absolutely didn't deserve. "But you could make me feel better, pretty princess."
Your face visibly lit up at the possibility. And that sparkle on your eyes made Jake regret not punching that guy on the face.
"Why don't you put your bikini on, darling?" He suggested. "Wanna spend the rest of the day by the pool with you, how does that sound?"
"Really?" You smiled at him, warming up his heart. "Just you and me, no work?"
"No work." He promised, returning your smile. "Hurry up, angel. I'll be downstairs waiting for you."
You didn't waste any time. You ran to the bathroom to put on your cutest bikini. One Jake himself bought you. You loved it when looking pretty for him could solve his problems. You felt so powerful.
When you were ready, you wrapped a towel around your body and went downstairs. From the kitchen, you could see him inside the pool. His hair was wet and the way he was breathing indicated he had swam a few laps already. You bit your lip. The roles were reversed at that moment. Now you were the one who was appreciating how the sun hit his wet skin so beautifully. His breathtaking body. God, no man your age looked like that.
But his beauty wasn't all that caught your eye. He also looked so stressed. And he tried to hide it as soon as he noticed you approaching the pool.
You tossed your towel on a chair and sat on the edge of the pool, feeling the water cover the lower half of your legs. He swan closer to you and placed his hands on your knees, which you took as sign to spread your legs. As soon as you did, he stood between them and cupped your cheeks with both hands, placing a sweet kiss on your nose.
You shivered as drops of cold water rolled down his fingers through your neck.
"I love you." He said, out of nowhere. "You make me so fucking happy."
"I love you too." You smiled, placing your hands on top of his, still on your face.
His hands went to your waist and he caught how your body reacted, letting out a laugh.
"What? Water is so cold..." you felt relieved by seeing him laugh.
"It kinda is." He admitted, and you knew that look in his eyes. He had an idea. "Why don't you come here and keep me warm, huh?"
"Alright, but give me a minute." You took a deep breath.
"Take your time, baby, I'm yours all day today." He leaned down, spreading your legs a bit more so he could place little kisses on the inside of your thighs, dangerously close to what your bikinis barely covered. "In fact, I'm yours all the time. Everyday. Even when I'm not here, you're all I think about."
"Yeah?" You bit your lip, bringing your hand to the back of his head, grabbing his hair very gently.
"I do." He continued his trail of kisses as he wanted to make sure not an inch of your thighs wouldn't feel loved. "If I could have my mouth on you all day I would, princess. For the rest of my life..."
He grabbed your thighs, making you move foward a bit. Then he used two fingers to pull your bikini panties to the side before getting his tongue on you. He licked your folds up and down slowly, like he was trying to discover what you tasted like. Like he didn't have you for breakfast that very morning. And the way his tongue began to work afterwards, hungrily, in and out of your hole, indicated he liked it very much.
He used his other hand to finger you, one finger in and out slowly, until he felt he could accommodate two, and as your moans got louder, he began curling them inside of you, all while he licked and sucked on your clit with passion.
Your hips bucked against his face and you pulled his hair, trying not to fall inside the pool, since you were dangerously close to the edge.
"Jake!" you gasped loudly. "Gonna cum, gonna cum..."
His mouth was working too hard on your clit and no force in the universe could make him stop at that moment, so he wasn't really able to reply, but you took that as a sign that he really wanted you to. And you did. You screamed his name, pulling his hair hard enough to make him moan against your core. When you were finished, you had to push him away, cause he didn't want to stop.
"Please... it hurts, too sensitive..." you begged.
He separated his mouth from you, wearing an unbearably gorgeous grin. Then he removed his fingers, immediately sucking them clean.
"Taste so fucking good, baby, can't help it, want more..."
"Fuck, Jake, I..."
"It's okay, princess. Won't you join me?" He helped you fix your bikini as if nothing had happened.
"I will, turn around."
He immediately understood what you meant. He turned his back to you and you hopped on it like a koala, gasping as you felt the water involving your whole body, arms and legs wrapping tighter around Jake's body.
"Easy, baby, you'll get used to it." He chuckled, moving around the pool with you in his back.
He was right, soon enough you felt your body relax against his.
"See, I'm keeping you warm." You said, kissing his shoulder.
"Oh, sweet girl..." he laughed. "That's not what I meant."
Your eyes widened at the realization. "Oh... I'm sorry, I'm so stupid."
"You're not stupid. You're my sweet, innocent little girl, aren't you?" He comforted you.
"I guess..." you felt your face grow warmer.
You untangled yourself from him, feet touching the floor. He turned around to face you.
"You're so pretty." He murmured, touching your face softly.
"Wanted to look pretty for you." You smirked. "Make you forget all your worries."
"You did it." His hand wrapped softly around your neck. "You're such a good girl for it."
"Hmm..." you started feeling him through his swimming shorts. "You're so hard."
"Yes, pretty girl. You did this." He brought his lips to yours, brushing softly as you reached inside his shorts.
His hands went to your hips and he kissed you to distract you from the fact he was getting rid of your bikini panties, then threw them somewhere outside the pool, keeping an eye contact that was enough to make you clench around nothing. He pulled his shorts down just enough to free his cock.
"Ready, baby?" He asked sweetly and you nodded. "Don't move, okay? Stay very still and relax."
You wrapped your legs around him and he entered you slowly. When he was all the way in, he stopped everything, just held you tightly.
"Just wanna relax with my pretty girl today." He said, giving your forehead a kiss. "Cock buried deep inside her, where it belongs."
It was the way he spoke the dirtiest things in the sweetest tone that always drove you crazy. That made you wanna bounce on his cock like no tomorrow. That made you moan under your breath, but he always, always heard you.
"What's wrong, princess?" He mocked.
"You're so fucking hot..." you almost cried as you watched him lift your bikini top and pinch your nipples.
"So cockdrunk and I didn't even fuck you properly." He kept playing with your tits.
"Please..." you whined.
"Y/N, it hasn't been 5 minutes." He kissed your neck. "Be patient, I thought you were a good girl... I just need a break, can't you see that?"
"I'm sorry." You moaned. "But... but you can take a break, and maybe I could move, just me?"
"Come on, you can do better than that." He laughed at how incoherent you sounded. "I know you know how to beg, baby. Just say the words, you have to be more clear."
He pinched your nipples again as he saw you hesitate.
"Jake, fuck!" You moaned in pain, feeling your pussy squeeze him. "Let me sit on your cock, PLEASE. I will be good, I promise..."
"That's better." He removed himself from you, earning protests. "Calm down, baby, I'm gonna do what you asked, unless you wanna be a brat..."
You bit your lip, to keep quiet.
He fixed his shorts and got out of the pool, signaling with his hand for you to follow him, and you did, like an obedient puppy obsessed with it's owner.
He sat on a chair, beside the pool, legs spread, waiting for you. You had to take a moment to appreciate his body again. His hairy chest, with a matching beard. He was so big... his thighs, his posture so masculine. The way he looked so intimidating, but was the softest when it came to you... he was perfect.
Soon enough you were standing between his legs. He kept eye contact with you as he got rid of your bikini top, directing his mouth to your tits as he grabbed your ass with both hands, hard enough to leave a mark.
"You're so fucking gorgeous." His voice was filled with lust as he spoke. "Gonna be a good girl and sit on my cock now?"
"Yes, fucking love your cock..." you agreed, feeling dumb as you saw it throb when he pulled it out of his pants.
"You're such a dirty girl, saying things like that... I mean, I know you love my cock, but jesus..." he mocked you with a smirk, helping your straddle him.
"Don't like it when I talk dirty, daddy?" You asked innocently.
"Fucking love it, baby, can't you see my cock throbbing? Come on, angel, make daddy cum like you promised, be good to me..."
He didn't even finish his words before you managed to get it inside of you, moaning at how good he stretched you.
You started moving up and down at a nice pace, knowing both of you were just too horny for games. Knowing that you only had the illusion of being on control because you were on top... but he could make you regret the smallest teasing.
"Fuck..." he moaned both at your movements and the sight of your tits boucing.
One of his hands cupped one of your breasts as the other one went to your hip, a sign that he wanted it harder. And you gave it to him harder.
"You're so good to me, such a pretty baby... you're gonna make me cum."
"Need you to!" You already looked and sounded like a mess, boucing on his cock as fast as you could, feeling your pussy start to squeeze him. "Need to you to cum inside, daddy..."
"Of course, baby, you deserve it, yeah?" Both his hands were now on your hips, handling you like a doll. "All of daddy's cum belongs to this pretty pussy..."
You cried out as you came again. So much harder. And he just kept thrusting hard, his thighs hitting your ass made a sound so loud you could barely hear him.
And then he came too, as deep as he could. He rested on the chair, breathing heavily and you collapsed on his chest. A few minutes of the most absolutely perfect peace he felt in days filled the air, and he breathed it in.
Not even your whines and protests when he pulled out could interrupt it, he just chuckled.
"Shhh it's okay, little one." He said sweetly. "Just wanna take care of my princess."
You accepted, feeling safe as he wrapped a towel around your body and stood up with you still in his arms. He carried you bridal style to the bedroom.
"Waaait! No!" You laughed as he tried to put you down on the bed. "We're still wet!"
"That doesn't matter, we'll change the sheets afterwards, come on..." he rolled his eyes. "Just wanna look at you for a second."
"You've been looking at me a lot these days..." you mocked him. "Watching me through that glass door, I see you pretending to work..."
"It's just hard to believe you're mine." He admited, intertwining his fingers with yours. "I'm afraid you'll disappear if I look away."
"That's right, I'm yours... and I'm not going anywhere." You promised, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I love you, Jake."
You had no idea how much he needed to hear that. Of course he knew it, but having moments like this, so intimate, even more than the sex they just had, gave him strength to face all the bullshit people said about you and him. Cause in the end, this is what he was coming home to. He felt safe.
"I love you so much, my princess."
#jake gyllenhaal#jake gyllenhaal x reader#jake gyllenhaal fanfic#jake gyllenhaal smut#jake gyllenhaal x you#jake gyllenhaal x y/n#jake gyllenhaal imagine
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Any advice on drawing McCoy? I’m not used to drawing ancient wrinkley bastards (affectionate) and it’s surprisingly tough v-v
FOR SURE lmao i made. a diagram. just a warning that i am going to be irritating and long winded because u just hit a topic i really like sorry lmao
so first off i did some traces just to show whats there vs redraws to show my interpretation
ive said this on other asks but again jsyk, tracing isnt bad!! its a tool. theres some stuff with intellectual property and whatnot but using tracing to study shapes and forms is a really valuable practice.
also just taking some time to learn facial structures and anatomy is super useful, reading what bones and muscles are where and how they interact with one another. taking this info and staring in the mirror and moving your face around and thinking about it. just really furthers understanding of how the face works. trying to sound normal about this but i love anatomy and motion and physics and whatever
anyways im going to go through all the numbered points so there's no confusion.
1. forehead lines - self explanatory. more prominent when brows are raised
2. crows feet - at the outer corners of the eyes, more prominent when smiling or squinting
3. nasolabial folds - the folds that go from the corners of the nose to the corners of the mouth. more prominent when the mouth is wide, like smiling
4. brow furrow - self explanatory, most prominent when brows are furrowed. mccoy tends to have two right next to his eyebrows, kirk has one in the middle. everyones face works different lmao
5. chin crease - caused by how the chin and lower lip interact.
6. nasojugal groove - start from the inner corners of the eye and can extent over the cheeks. everyone has these and idk why people dont like them i think theyre really cool!!!! but Society. i guess. :/
7. eye bags - caused by the skin sagging beneath the eyes. mccoy isnt even that old in tos i think hes meant to be mid 40s by the end of the 5 year mission, hes just got really prominent eye bags lmao
8. idk what the name is for these, but when the mouth is wide and pushes the skin to the sides, these folds sometimes form outside of the nasolabial folds
9. philtrum - the groove above the upper lip. i dont usually draw this but mccoy's struck me as prominent enough that i usually draw it on him
10. masseter - the muscle that moves the jaw up and down. its a pretty rugged muscle and while i wouldnt say mccoy's is especially prominent, it kind of extends that nasojugal groove from certain angles/positions
11. orbicularis oris - mouth muscle, usually easier to see when lips are pursed or frowns are pulled. mccoy's is pretty prominent from 3/4ths or side, his mouth tends to protrude in profile
12. this isnt a muscle but more of a line defining the planes of the face, but since i drew it i felt i should explain lmao
a few points:
im an animator i tend to exaggerate and emphasize certain things so i usually make him more square.
i like to combine eyebags and crows feet for brevity/flow, same with nasojugal grooves, eyebags, and masseter lines. my approach is always subject to change based on pose, expression, reference image, etc.
i take out details that i deem redundant or cluttering and keep what details i need to make things feel Right
all this info is applicable to any character of any age, its just in how you apply it and facial proportions that willl change how old a character is perceived to be
there's a lot more with drawing a Character rather than an Actor, just because the features are there doesnt necessarily mean things will feel correct? its very much in the mannerisms and poses and expressions
i only went over my approach to his likeness but not really body type or posing or anything idk if u want that i could always try to answer that later haha
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anyways all that info kind of exists nebulously in my brain while i draw its not like im sitting there thinking Must Draw. Nasolabial Fold...... i jsut do what feels right with the visual info i have. also i love specificity in faces.... i dont like to be a hater but when every character is drawn the same it pisses me off a little lmao. so
also dont take my word as The Only Way to do anything i just draw how i like to draw and no one should feel like these are things that Must be done to be a good artist or anything do whatever the hell u wanna do
#anyways my apologies that was. a lot#it will happen again if asked of me.#anon#ask#everyone has this stuff going on with their face and its really cool but capitalism and the beauty industry and whatnot#have been rotting peoples brains since the moment they came to be#the more u look at and appreciate how ur skin an muscles and bones interact with one another the more fine u are with your own face#trust me#because its really cool. like mechanically and stuff#idk if its like theraputic or something but maybe it is or maybe i think about it all way too much#how i draw#ive got some other similar things under that tag i think pertaining to merlin but still similar info
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✎ breastfeeding m! Kylar like he deserves ♡
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2.5k words (wow im a horny bastard), informal writing, m! Kylar with cock, unprotected p in v sex, unrealistic sex, Kylar is a very submissive and pathetic (/affectionate) top, lactating pc from cow transformation, BIG GIANT TATAS and AFAB anatomy terms. u got coochie n it'll b called cunt and pussy but Kylar doesn't call u by either feminine terms or masculine terms so it's,,, gender-neutral reader-ish??
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WHY BOTHER HAVING A BREAST MILK MECHANIC IF U CANT GIVE IT TO ANY OF THE LOVE INTERESTS... SMH VREL GET ON IT /LH also dis is a shoutout to da fellow transmascs like me that don't mind hvin big tatas 2 feed kylar <33 my first full fic i tink!! enjoy!!!
♡ ┆ u 2 are on a date at the part as usual. when u casually suggest it, his brain just stops working. his mouth hangs open and u have to shake him to snap him out of it.
"uhh, haha, sorry, darling... c-could you repeat that?"
with a smirk, you do. you lean in and suggest going somewhere private so he could enjoy your milk directly from the source. all the blood in his cheeks rush to his cock almost immediately. he is so down bad for u, he's fucking floored u even suggested it.
♡ ┆ he gets more cocky, confident, and possessive during sex, but at this point, he's only squeezed your chest so far, not sure how he could even begin to explain himself. he’s seen u lactate when u cum, he just didnt know if it was overstepping a boundary to just dive in. its early into the relationship so he doesnt know if youre comfortable with that part of your bovine biology. hes a perv but hes also a polite boy!! well... most of the time ♡ he couldnt just walk up to u and say i want ur milk babe, you deserve better than that, he just didnt know how to ask... so ofc he's over the moon you're the one who brought it up
♡ ┆ absolutely solidifies in his mind that you're an angel sent from heaven to protect him and love him
♡ ┆ he's a stinky little anime nerd /pos. pre-relationship, after you saved him from bullies, he draws u and ur cute fluffy cow ears and massive anime-like tits in all sorts of erotic ways. does all the hentai tropes. fists his needy, leaky cock at night to the drawings he's made of u. when you start dating, it was like he was walking on cloud 9 when you wanted to recreate some of his erotic drawings (bc ofc u pushed to see his sketchbook when he mentioned it was full of only u lol)
♡ ┆ cant go to the manor, kylar isnt comfy w that yet. cant be in pc’s bedroom, kylar doesnt even want a single chance of someone who knows you and lives with you to see u giving him milk, it's his and only his in sight, sound,,, and ofc taste. hed get jealous if other orphans u live with saw yall doing it, bc if they see he thinks theyre never gonna forget the sight..... which could lead 2 all sorts of trouble since they live with u and he doesnt. he wants it to only be his even in memory. PATHETIC /POS so yalls only option is a cheap-ass love hotel. maybe someday youll fuck somewhere nicer but this’ll have to do… not to mention kylar is thrumming w/ excitement. he’s fucking trembling at the mere thought of getting to taste your sweet milk, directly from your heavy chest which was always tempting him… PATHETIC /POS (1)
♡ ┆ at first, kylar cant get his bearings. he sits next to u on the bed, hands politely on his lap while his cock strains against his pants. hes strangely silent until u snap him out of it with a kiss on the cheek. “ah… d-darling, you don’t know how much this means to me.” he says in a shaky voice. you chuckle and slowly begin to lift your shirt, making sure to give him a show. the way your heavy tits laden with the milk he craves always looked like they were spilling out, your bra barely being able to hold them back never failed to do a number on kylar’s psyche.
♡ ┆ ”c’mon, you’ve already seen me lactate. get me wet first, babe, then it’ll come out.” you tease as you unclasp your bra effortlessly and toss it to the side, your tits swaying with every movement you make. kylar is hypnotized. just a lot of spacing out in general until you two really get into it.
♡ ┆ your back is laid on the bed, and Kylar moves to get your pants and panties off. the sight never fails to make him breathless. he figures the quickest way to taste your sweet milk is to eat you out, so he does, very diligently. he dives in and devours your pussy like a man starved, he does this every time. he just can’t believe someone as perfect as you would willingly give yourself to him, and he wants to show his gratitude properly, always…
♡ ┆ this mf latches onto your cunt with an intense need and desperation. not only is he making his beloved feel good, he’s working to get your milk flowing as well… it makes him especially ravenous. licking up and sucking on your sensitive folds, using his hands to part your lips and plunge his tongue into you deeper… when you pat his fluffy, unkempt hair and moan… “fuuuuck yes, that’s it, good boy…” he goes absolutely ballistic in his brain. it goes w/o saying that he has a praise kink, loves giving and receiving it. he’s especially emboldened when he feels his head sandwiched between the softness of your thighs, he’s going delirious with need at this point, eyes all half-lidded and bleary, focused on nothing but lapping up the fluids your cunt makes. he's fucking groaning against your folds, can't get enough of your sweet taste. his cock is straining to be free right now, but your pleasure takes precedence.
♡ ┆ eventually, he takes your clit into his mouth and sucks hard, tongue swirling around it as he’s making you scream. “K-Kylar!!” it fills him with a sick thrill, like he’s letting all the strangers in this damn sleazy love hotel know that he’s the one making his darling cry out with pleasure. he pulls back for a moment, a string of saliva connecting between your cunt and his lips to smirk confidently at you. “that’s it, darling, let it all out.” he says, as he’s licking a broad stripe up your pussy, “let them all hear how much you love what i’m doing to you.”
♡ ┆ the moment he sees your tits drip with milk, he unlatches his mouth from your cunt with a soft pop, halting the intense suctions for now. his eyes sparkle with curiosity and hunger, seeing you laid out on the bed with your cheeks flushed, mouth hung agape from moaning so much just does something to his fucked up brain. he wastes no time capturing a nipple into his mouth and giving a hard suck, groaning when your milk hits his tastebuds. it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted…
♡ ┆ he kneads at your tit, trying to coax more and more milk out of you as your cow ears flicker atop your head. needless to say, he’s getting off on your moans, the taste of your creaminess, and the softness of your chest… he loves it. all of this, it’s only for him and him alone. he laminates your nipple with spit using his tongue, moaning as he drinks up every last drop. keeping a hand on your pussy, he gently bites down, making you yelp, yet he also felt your cunt twitch at the action… that gives him an idea for later. he shows love to your other breast, licking up all of the milk that had been dripping off to the side as his fingers rub at your pussy, the slick sounds making his head spin. his breaths are heavy and erratic as it fans over your exposed skin, adding a layer of eroticism from his desperation being conveyed this way.
♡ ┆ finally… the moment he’d been waiting for. he releases his mouth and cups both of your heavy breasts, pressing them close together and sucking on both your nipples at the same time. wow… just like in his hentai mangas. the sensation makes you feel embarrassed, but you can’t deny how good it feels, either… as his fingers dig into your plush, large chest, he suckles, licks, and bites, doing anything to get more milk into his mouth again. some of it drips in between your chest, and it gives him a devious idea…
♡ ┆ he retreats for now, taking a finger to swipe up a drop of milk on his chin and lick it, a crazed hunger in his green eyes. he pulls down his pants and boxers… out comes his cock, blushed at the tip and leaky with pre-cum. “darling… would you be willing to hold up your chest for me, please?” he asks in a sweet voice, and you comply without question. you already knew what he was planning without him having to outright say it.
♡ ┆ he holds the sides of your breasts securely and moves up on the bed, positioning himself under your chest. you feel something hard underneath your boobs… and without further ado, Kylar thrusts his cock in. he moans so loud, breathing sooo heavily as he pistons his hips… he’s just in pure disbelief. the milk that had dripped between your chest earlier aids him in creating a slick passage between your pillowy tits. it takes him all his willpower to not immediately cum… which he inevitably fails. his cock splatters all over your chest, and a little bit gets on your face. “ah…!! i-oh no, i’m so sorry… i couldn’t help it, it just felt too good…” he pouts with a voice whinier than usual. you reassure him that it’s more than okay with a sultry smile, and you collect his cum with your fingers, licking it all up.
♡ ┆ the sight of you doing that of your own volition without him even asking to… grrr he’s going feral! and he realized you hadn’t cum once! that just won’t do. so while waiting for his cock to stiffen up again, he pulls out and lowers himself back down and thrusts a finger into your dripping entrance. he gets off on the sound of your moans, and he reaches down to take a nipple into his mouth again, the dual sensation of kylar’s suction and his finger curling inside you driving you mad. he establishes a rhythm with both actions, and it’s not long before he adds another finger into you, the squelching noises from your naughty pussy tempting him making his cock twitch back to life very quickly. as your inner walls tighten around his fingers, he searches desperately for your sweet spot while feverishly lapping up any milk from your breasts. and finally… he finds that one gummy mass inside you and just absolutely goes to town on it, making you cry out loudly. he reluctantly detached himself from your tit, and as his fingers were pressing down on your sweet spot, he held his hand firmly over your pubic mound, pressing down and quickening the pace of his fingers going in and out of you. it’s not long before you scream his name and cum on his fingers, soaking his hand in your precious nectar… not to mention your chest flowing with milk as well.
♡ ┆ he’s now hard again… and you take a moment to catch your breath. he’s too impatient this time, however, he wants to thrust into you now. you feel his cock press against your overly sensitive entrance but you manage to gently push him down onto the bed to take control of the situation. “ah ah ah. not so fast. just came, ya horndog.” you tease lightly, while kylar groans and pouts. you reach down and press a kiss to his lips, your tongues meeting each other once again as they get entangled. you taste a hint of your own milk. kylar can feel your breasts pressing up against him, the weight making him get more needy and feverish with his kissing. his breath hitches when you start grinding your cunt onto him, tip of his cock leaking with cum onto his tummy as your pussy presses down on it. your hips buck back and forth on top of him as you take control, allowing yourself to rest while keeping kylar sated.
♡ ┆ when you’re finally ready to have sex, you teasingly bounce your cunt on the tip of his cock, and you see tears in his eyes. “pc- my love, come, on, let me in, pleasepleaseplease- ah!!”
his babbling is interrupted by you finally giving him what he wants. as your velvety walls sink down onto him, threatening to overwhelm his senses, you press your breasts onto his face. “you know what to do.” you say with a flirtatious smirk. kylar immediately gets the memo, he’s been dying to do this since you first saved him. he latches onto your nipples and tugs down at your breasts while you start bouncing your pussy on his cock, the dual sensations driving you both mad.
♡ ┆ you’re expertly riding him as he whimpers helplessly beneath you, humping into him so hard the headboard slams into the wall from your passion. his mouth is overflowing with your milk like he wanted… his brain is just melting, much to your delight. your cow tail swishes behind you playfully as he grabs your plush hips and thrusts up into your movements, the sounds of your moans and wet slapping reverberating in the room.
♡ ┆ the warmth and softness of your cunt makes him wanna cum again. poor boy… he was never good at lasting long. “kylar, hold yourself back right now or else i’m pulling myself off.” you tease, but he takes that to heart and whines in disappointment. “i’ll be good… i’ll be good, pc, i promise, just please dont, ah… leave me!” you smile at him. “i’m not leaving you dummy, ever.”
neuron activation time……. his eyes widen in disbelief as affection floods his heart. he grips your hips more firmly, thrusting up into you at such an animalistic pace that the poorly constructed bed almost sounds like it'll break. the plush of your ass bounces back on his lap, and it makes him grit his teeth trying to hold back. he has a fire in his eyes, as if his life’s whole purpose now was to make you cum on his cock. he bites down on a nipple like earlier and feels your cunt clench around him. he alternates between bites and hard sucks as his hips thrust desperately upward while you struggle to keep riding him. “that’s a promise, okay? dont! ever! leave! me!” he punctuates each word with a thrust deep into your womb, hell-bent on breeding you.
♡ ┆ it’s not long before stars crowd around your eyes as you two climax together with your own loud moans, his semen flooding the depths of your warmth while your own cum coats his cock and drips down to his balls. your milk drips down your breasts again, and even though kylar is weak, he still manages to find it in himself to lick it up. as you catch your breaths, you two giggle conspiratorially, pressing your foreheads together and exchanging words of pure love and affection for one another… right before going back in for another round. you two rented out this room for an extended period of time, after all.
♡ ┆ now kylar takes whatever opportunity he can to bite and suck on your precious chest, pulling you in school closets or dark alleyways just so he can have a taste of your milk.
♡ ┆ ofc it’s not long until you both rent out a room at the hotel again, you going along with one of his crazy hentai recreations. it ends up with him on your lap and you, jerking off his sensitive cock, rubbing his pre-cum all over his shaft as he has his fill of your milk.
#saccha.txt#degrees of lewdity#dol#dol kylar#kylar the loner#kylar the loner x reader#dol kylar x reader#cow tf! reader
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Okay so imma info dump about the old KHR/BNHA of mine cause I saw a recent ask and went: OH YEAH I DID THAT. Sorry you can ignore that but wanted to put forward a bit for you.
Okay so after seeing the whole Bakugou is a storm thing it made me think of how I said Izuku had to break their bond because it became parasitic in my au. And then when Bakugou learns about flames he’s angry that Izuku broke the bond cause he lost a lot of power with his flames.
And now my head is going: Bakugou gets angry Shouto becomes the storm in your AU and keeps trying to get Izuku to change his mind and it dramatic. Like ‘oh shit we need to involve Nezu’ dramatic
Wait I love this and if you’re chill with me running with the idea I could definitely see that happening in this au
Bakugou and Izuku bonding at a young age without realizing it. Their flames reaching out for each other without either of them knowing and their bond solidifying as they grow.
Then Izuku gets diagnosed as quirkless and everything changes.
The bond is no longer a source of comfort. No longer a summer storm that protected and sheltered Izuku but a monsoon determined to tear him apart. But Izuku hangs onto that bond unconsciously for years, not wanting to be alone.
Then Bakugou destroys his notebook. Then he tells him to jump off of a roof. Then Izuku almost dies and no one cares. Then Izuku saves Bakugou and gets yelled at for it.
And standing there with sludge rattling in his lungs and grime and blood caked around his nails, Izuku feels something break.
It isn’t until later that he understands what it was. Isnt until Dino and Tsuna sit him down and explain flames and skies and harmony that he really sees. Isnt until he harmonizes with Shouto that he’s thankful rather than guilty he had unknowingly broken that bond.
Reborn steps between Izuku and Bakugou’s tirade, gun held casually in his hand like he wasn’t facing down one of the strongest quirks Izuku knew of. Like even with all of his power Bakugou Katsuki couldn’t do anything that would come close to scaring Reborn.
“Nezu.” Reborn’s voice was low. Hard. Izuku jumped when he realized the principal had just appeared out of nowhere like he had been summoned by his name. “You handle it or I will.”
It sounded like a threat.
Izuku was entirely certain no one other than Reborn would like what would happen if he handled it.
(Dino had laughed during that talk, had tipped his head to the window where his men lingered and to the door where Izuku could all but feel Tsuna’s guardians taking turns “casually” walking by. “It’s in an element’s nature to want to protect a sky. Even one they aren’t bonded to. I’ve heard a few when they fight that urge it can get… bad.”)
“I will handle it,” Nezu promises.
Izuku doesn’t breathe until Kacchan had been lead away. When he does, he chokes on the sob crawling its way up his throat.
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what about a fun silly little mindless blurb w steve robin and bug at scoops before ch 1? like what was the first time bug stopped in to visit steve like ? did robin instantly take to her ? i need to see my precious babies bond
we technically already see bugs first time meeting robin in chapter 9 of season 2, buuuuut i love em and will extend the scene a bit <3
enjoy !
"slow down! youre running so fast and i just biked here!" you try your best to keep with robin as she drags you through the newly built mall.
"keep up, slowpoke!" robin only tugs at your hand and all you can do is follow.
youve known the girl for all of five minutes and already shes become your new favorite person.
robin drags you to an area close to the entrance where theres a fancy fountain. seemingly content with where shes dragged you to, she finally drops your hand and sits against the fountains ledge. scrunching her face, she looks disapprovingly at the statue. "how come hawkins had enough money for this crap but not for new uniforms for the band kids?"
"youre in band?" you ask the girl as you sit next to her.
"yup," robin nods at you, curious to see what your reaction will be. shes heard a lot about you, everyone in hawkins has. youre the towns sweetheart, and robin knows at least three people in her band group that you helped one way or another throughout the years.
you gasp. "dude, i wouldve done band, but jonathan wanted to do choir instead."
"why didnt you just do what you wanted?" robin asks you, though she knows the answer already.
"band wouldnt have been fun without him, and i do like to sing." you shrug, not really regretful over the decision.
robin stares at you, a slight frown on her face. she seems to almost study you. "youre fascinating, you know that?"
"what do you mean?" you wrap your arms around yourself, suddenly feeling very small.
seeing this, robin is quick to correct herself. shes always been horrible talking to other people; shes the worst at making new friends, and she really, really wants to be your friend. "no! i didnt, uh, mean it in a bad way! i just-well, i mean. shit."
robins panic only makes you forget your anxiety and you nudge your shoulder against hers. "hey, breathe. im not going to like, dunk you into the fountain water."
"thank god," robin exhales, relieved that you dont seem too angry with her. taking a deep breath, she tries again to explain herself. "what i meant was: you took choir for jonathan byers, and yet youre here now with steve harrington. the douchebag."
you frown at robins words. you forget sometimes that so few people see steve how you do. hes far from the boy he used to be, but you know that sometimes its harder to heal wounds from cruel words said during your youth. "i know you dont believe me, but steve isnt so bad."
"hes a dick."
"he used to be, but now he isnt."
robin huffs. "and im just expected to believe you?"
"no," you shrug. "while i understand that steve has changed since you last saw him, i also understand that this change isnt mine to force you to accept."
your words leave robin speechless. its almost annoying how rational youre being about this. how you can balance both steves feelings and hers without making either of them feel lesser for it.
youre a goddamn saint and robin truly has no idea how jonathan or steve have managed to snag you for themselves.
its unfair.
"i..." robin tries to think of something to retaliate with, but she cant. youre right and she hates it. "thats a very frustratingly mature way to look at things."
you shrug again. "it sucks being so mature, i'll admit."
then steve runs up to the two of you and hes panting with exhaustion. "christ," he wheezes out, clutching at his knees as he bends down to try an catch his breath. "you two are fast."
"youre an athlete, harrington." you tug at steves hair and cause him to topple onto the ground, which robin cant help but giggle at. "keep up."
"why do i always end up on the ground when youre around?" steve doesnt even bother to get up.
"because im clearly bigger and stronger than you."
robin pokes your cheek, mollified by your conversation from earlier and by the fact that you just knocked steve harrington to the ground for fun. "dont forget more mature, y/n."
"oh, so much more mature." you agree, smiling at her.
steve sighs from the ground. "this is gonna be a long summer."
"get used to it, dingus," robin nudges the boy with her sneaker and he flinches away, displeased, but this only makes you and robin giggle even more together.
#ask#anon#m speaks#set in between seasons 2 and 3 !#come home blurb#m's writing#robin u are so loved#had to address robins hatred for steve yet need to be bugs friend#hope this came across right
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ahhh imagine after the confrontation and everyone in the villa is feeling the intensity, katsuki most of all who's probably in a corner somewhere brooding, just stressing about how he’s gonna lose you!!! maybe you guys end up taking a break or not really speaking to each other for a day or two, until he's literally at his breaking point (kiri probs isnt making the situation any better since he's been trying to comfort you- because that's just who he is but katsuki becomes even more frustrated with both himself and the situation).
how do you think he'd resolve it? I'd love to see your interpretation of how he'd handle such a tricky conflict, i mean obviously he just really cares about you but how does he show that??? on national tv??? with everyone being involved??? honestly I get where he's coming from because that seems nerve wracking even for me lol
adore your writing btw <3333
aahh, friend !! 🥺 i think he literally sits by himself, tearing up the inside skin of his lips, about to pull his hair out !! 🥺 and you're so right !! kirishima is absolutely trying to make things better, because he's just a sweetheart 🥺 and he's not even trying to make a move or anything; he's just sitting with you when you're all alone, finding little things to do to make you laugh 🥺 and you're wearing no make up and hiding behind mina's overly large sunglasses, just sitting in the sun and chatting with him, because he cares ! he even feels bad, of course, but he's admitting in the one-on-one/confessional,
"i didn't realize it was gonna 'cause this much of an upset, and i hate that i'm at the head of that," he runs a hand through his own hair — which is down and soft, and stares at the ground for a moment, chewing on his own lip as he thinks. "not a good sign for him, though, this is the worst way for him to act, if he really wants to keep her."
and mina is probably telling you, too, like very quietly as you're getting ready for the day, "that's not okay. you can't be with someone that's gonna freak out over stuff like this and won't even let you explain yourself. you didn't even do anything wrong, you know that right?"
and you do 🥺 you just have no idea what to make of the situation 🥺 or how to fix it 🥺 kirishima shares a bed with sero so that you and mina can share the extra for a few nights, and you miss him 🥺 he doesn't really do anything, doesn't really talk to anyone for a few days. just thinks to himself, on what he's done and what he's gonna do 🥺 doesn't talk in the confessional, just sits in the chair with his arms crossed and his head leaned back, eyes closed 🥺
and then one day — he's awake before everyone else like always, and you come to early, with him kneeling on the ground by the bed, gently shaking you by the shoulder, askin', "y'wanna come outside with me for a minute?"
he's made a whole spread of breakfast for the two of you, plated some up at the bar at one of the stools, cup of morning tea included. you tell him it smells delicious and offer him a tired smile, because you're nervous, and you watch the muscle in his cheek jump as he grits his jaw. it's not until you're a few bites into the food that he speaks, fiddling with a napkin, staring at the counter with a frown.
bakugou starts with a heavy sigh, shaking his head like even he can't believe what he's done. "i jus'—fuckin' panicked."
it opens something for him, then, when you reach across the bar to stop his fingers from their anxious drumming, intertwining them with your own.
"i dunno what i expected when i came in here, to get fuckin'—kicked off in the first week, maybe," the furrow of his brow and the down-turn of his lips, the tension in his jaw are all anger, but not at you; the impatience he has for himself is clear as day on his face. "i know what this shit is, but i jus' didn't think i'd—you—"
when he sighs again, full of frustration, you scoot yourself off the stool, frowning. he looks at you for the first time as you come around the counter, staring down through his long, dark eyelashes as you wrap your arms around him, as you rest your chin on his chest.
"i ain't ever gonna be some shitty-haired nice guy," he has yet to return your hug, you notice, instead just frowning at you with his arms at his side. "and if that's what you want, then—you should go after it, or whatever."
"and what if i want a shitty-haired tough guy? hmm?" you press a smile into the center of his chest, nestling into the softness of his hoodie. "one that drags me across every obstacle course in his way and dives headfirst into wedding cake after wedding cake. that makes me tea and breakfast every morning." again, you watch the clench of his jaw, and the fear in his eyes melts down into something warm between you. "that doesn't shut me out because he's scared and lets me speak, even if he thinks he doesn't want to hear it."
the weight of his arm at your back is comforting, as he tugs you a little further into him, humming. "think that's doable."
"oh, y'think so?"
"'m sorry," he tells you earnestly, quietly, resting his forehead against yours gently when you smile. "make me all crazy, 'cus i just—fuckin' like you, or somethin'."
"i know," you smile again, pressing a kiss to his mouth when the corners quirk up, leaning further into him when he insists on another, and then another. "it's something like that for me, too."
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For you, and you only
A/N: I hope you guys enjoy!
This is my first time writing for cyno so his is a bit shorter 😭
Heizou,Kazuha,Kabukimono and Cyno (seperate) x gen neut!reader
Headcanon,fluff,not proofread, Kabukimono is Scaramouche 😭
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HEIZOU ▪︎ analytical harmony
He loved solving puzzles and mysteries and you knew that when you started dating him
He'd take you to events that was specifically made for nerds who loved using their brains
You ended up just following him around though as he did all the puzzle solving 😭
Every once in a while though, you would solve a simple puzzle/crack the code/find a clue and he'd praise you like youre the smartest person ever
Proud bf coming through
But when events like that are not available, he'd make puzzle boxes and give it to you
Inside that said box, would be a little paper filled with sweet little nothings, or just a simple "have a good day today love :))"
Must admit, you look forward to getting those puzzles from him
Its that little thing which makes your relationship all the more sweeter
KAZUHA ▪︎ Scarlet Leaves Pursue Wild Waves
Gentle, poetic, a gentleman and handsome, he is truly the package
What more could you ask for anyways?
That man wants to let you know every waking moment that you are deserving of his love
And what other way would be more romantic than giving you weekly haiku's
He's settled on making one every week so he doesnt overwhelm you too much (which isnt true you love how he expresses his love)
And he wants to make a Haiku that truly resonates how he feels towards you
Kazuha only wants the best haiku's given to you
Alwaya puts his all into it
Because you deserve the world <33 (thats him he is world)
Sometimes, when he reads his haiku to you he'd give you a maple leave, or something he saw that gave inspiration for his latest haiku
You kept them all, youve got a shelf full of the trinkets he gave you as he recited his haiku
And placed his haikus in a special box
His goal for writing haiku's was not only to remind you of his love
But to also comfort you when he isnt around
Kazuha is a wanderer, a ronin, his home is in mother nature and he wants to travel
You understood of course, you would join him in some of his journeys when fate calls for it
But if you cant, reading the haikus he gave helps a lot as if he was truly there with you
His love is with you all the time no matter how far apart you both are
CYNO ▪︎ Judicator of Secrets
When you both first started dating and youre upset, Cyno usually freezes up and stares at you
Dont blame him though, he was afraid anything he did would make you even more upset
He never wanted to make you upset ever
You were his lovely partner he only wanted to make you smile and happy
It was really hard, especially with his serious personality
After a few months though, he finally found a way to comfort you
He'd sit down next to you in silence
Then crack up the most downright horrid joke ever with a blank face, looking straight at you
It never fails to make you laugh
He knew you were laughing at the fact that the joke was bad
But to him it didnt matter because he ends up seeing you smile
You were the only one who actually liked his stupid jokes, and listened to him as he explained it in great detail
You made him happy
It was time for him to return the favour
KABUKIMONO ▪︎ Puppet without a heart
He is a puppet, barely understanding human emotions but always trying his best to be just like them
When you both started dating, he felt more human than he ever did
He adores and appreciates you so much
He wants to be able to pay back all you have done for him
He doesnt know how to though, human emotions are complex and beautiful
Just like Kazuha, he wants to give his all when it comes to appreciating you and expressing his love for you
Sometimes, he'd walk by the shore of the beach
And if by some chance he's lucky, he'd find a seashell that reminds him of you
He doesnt pick a random seashell no, he'd collect all he sees as he walked around
And when he thinks he's found enough, he'll pick the prettiest one that reminded him of you
When he gave you a seashell for the first time and explaining in full detail why it reminded him of you
You almost cried, you appreciated it so much you made it as an accessory
He loved that you brought it around
That man started going out more finding more small things that reminded you of him
Half of the time he has his eyes stuck to the ground finding things to give to you
Everyone teases him for it, but Niwa would always defend him
Kuni just wants to see your eyes sparkle and see you smile when he gives you stuff
He wants to be the reason you smile
He'd spend his whole life time finding ways to make you happier than ever
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If I'm There: Chapter Seven
read from part one
Noah X OFC Natalie
Noah and Natalie meet in high school and developed a relationship through their love of music and art. Falling in love, innocent and young, they think nothing can keep them apart. However, sometimes in the pursuit of your dreams the things we love the most get left behind.
warnings: depreciations of sex, cringe fluff
hope y'all enjoy! its a long one!
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The next day we wake up early before my Mom gets home from work to go hang out at Noah’s house. On our way we stop at a coffee drive through to grab drinks, I get a vanilla iced coffee and he gets a chocolate frappe. “Isnt that just a milkshake?” I tease him. “It technically has coffee, plus its delicious, also…..dont judge.” He mock’s offense.
I laugh and we get the drinks, continuing our way into his neighborhood, its a sunny day so I just threw on a simple sundress and my sandals this morning before leaving my house. I had to reluctantly give Noah his shirt back, “I promise I will give you a stack of shirts once we get to my house, deal?” I take the deal as I fully intended to nab a few to add into my wardrobe.
We get to Noah’s house and he rushes me excitedly into his room and I laugh at his enthusiasm “what’s got you acting all giddy ? It’s all that sugar from your milkshake huh?” We turn to enter his room and he turns on the lights, he always uses the lamps, never the overhead light, preferring the warm light the lamps create. He laughs at my milkshake comment and replies, “nooooo, it’s not that. I’ve been working on this song and I forgot to bring my guitar yesterday, I’ve been wanting to show it to you so-“ he takes my shoulders and angles me to sit on his bed “sit here and enjoy” he winks and sits in his desk chair and picks up his guitar.
He shakes the nervousness out of his hands and begins to strum a soft melody “it’s not finished, but it’s something I’ve been working on. I wrote it thinking of you” he explains sweetly.
There are scars that'll never ever show themselves
You get when you're left alone too long in Hell
They tried to keep in the secrets that you wouldn't tell
But they just stripped you for parts you had to sell
My breath catches as he continues.
Well, if I'm there to catch you when you fall
You'll have a friend down in Hell after all
And if you're there to catch me when I fall
Then maybe Hell ain't so bad after all
He continues strumming and looks up to see tear’s gathering at my lashes, putting the guitar down he comes to kneel in front of me. Raising his hand to gently wipe the tears that fall he says “I didn’t mean to make you cry Nat, I sorry- I didn’t think-“ I stop him from rambling with a kiss “that was beautiful Noah, I don’t- you thought of me when you wrote this?” My breathy voice gives away my surprise.
“Yes” he responds back resting his head against mine holding me closely by the with a gentle grasp against my neck. “You’re always on my mind and” he pauses and takes a deep breath “Natalie, I’m in love with you, since I saw you sitting all yourself in study hall, the beautiful lonely girl, the smartest girl I know, the most talented” he kisses me “my Natalie.”
I’m frozen for a moment before I throw my arms around him in a bone crushing hug “oh Noah” I cry “I love you too.”
He wheezes out a short breathe “how are you so strong?” I loosen my grip and laugh “oops, sorry” i shrug sheepishly “have I never told you I was in karate until last year?” He laughs “that explains how you flip me over so easily last night.” At the mention of last night I blush remembering the details of our first intimate night together, Noah noticing my blush stands to sit next to me on the bed “are you okay with what happened? last night I mean?” He quietly questions. I turn to look at him and lean my head on his shoulder “Noah, last night was perfect. The way you treated me? You’re the exact reason I waited to do that with someone I knew I could trust.” My words reassure his concerns and we continue to sit leaning against each other in comforting silence for a few more minutes before I break the stillness. “I think I’m going to apply for a job at the coffee shop” I say. “I’ll need to start saving money for after graduation, that’s if I get into any of the school I applied to.” He lightly knocks into me with his body “like you’d get denied anywhere, those school would be insane to reject you.” He wraps his arm around me and squeezes me tightly for emphasis. I smile at him and laugh lightly “that’s sweet of you to say, but art schools are competitive, I sent my best work and I’ll brag on myself that it’s good but so are of a lot of other kids”
“I’m sure it will all work out Natty, just trust and I’ll always be here for you so when I’m a big famous rock star you’ll be taken care of forever.” I can’t help but laugh. “Oh yes” I mock fan myself “ my dream of being a professional groupie, don’t worry big shot, when you’re big and famous you’ll always have me to bring you back down to earth.” He smiles and kisses my lips lightly “bet on that. If I can even make it big.” I laugh, “Of course you will Noah, and I’ll be right there, number one groupie.”
Noah leans over his kisses me deeply as we fall backwards onto his bed. Previous conversation forgotten the kiss heats up and clothes begin to shed again. A few minutes later we are both panting as Noah pumps hard thrusts in and out of my throbbing core. “Oh shit” he pants “I can’t- I won’t- nghun” he stills and his face contorts into pure bliss as his hips snap against mine and still. “Fuck, I’m sorry I didn’t think I would be that quick…you’re just so tight-“ he pants breathlessly “it feels too good” /pant/ “so really it’s your fault” he jokes lightly “but don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you.” Before I can respond Noah is sliding down my body and then without warning he is attacking my clit relentlessly, sucking and licking at it until I’m writhing and grasping at his soft blue comforter that’s covering his bed. “Noah, fuck” I rasp out and he then adds two fingers pumping my already oversensitive cunt and I sobbed out the shockwaves of my orgasm. “Oh my god” my voice comes out like a choked whisper. “Not a god, just Noah is fine.” I light heartedly push at his head where it rests against my thigh. Running my fingers through his hair I sign contently he looks up from where his head is resting and says in a sweet soft voice “I love you so much, you’re everything to me.”
We clean ourselves up and get our clothes back on a couple minutes later, not before taking Noah’s shirt and slipping it into my bag “I believe they call this the girlfriend tax? I’m here to collect.” He laughs and tosses me two more shirts to put away with the other “here take these as well.”
We hang out at Noah’s for a few hours and then he takes me to the coffee shop so I can turn in my application. The manager is behind the counter and after looking at my application asks if i can come in to interview tomorrow. “Um, yes that’s perfect!” Excited and nervous about the interview we shop around and Noah leaves with a new CD, he plays it on our way to Nick's house, they’re practicing for a gig they have this coming weekend. Noah says he’s going all in on this band he’s starting. They’re looking for the rest of the members but they’re taking any gig they can this summer and really committing to making this work.
Natalie: I’m really nervous about this interview tomorrow. 10:50
Noah: You have nothing to be nervous about baby, youre gonna absolutely kill it. 10:52
Natalie: ugh, its just this could be really helpful for saving money and i’d rather die than work the vacation bible school again. 10:54
Noah: what? You dont want to be around the sugar fueled youth? They are our future you know. 10:57
Natalie: lol, you always make me laugh XD thnx for that. 11:00
Noah: but srsly, youre going to be great tomorrow. I’ll pick you up after your interview and we can hang after if you want? 11:02
Natalie: thank you :) hmm do i want to hang out with my hot boyfriend? Obvi. 11:02
Noah: sweet ;) 11:02
Natalie: I’m gonna head to bed! Goodnight Noah! Love youuu! <3 11:03
Noah: Love U 2! 11:04
Noah was right, I totally aced my interviewI start working at the coffee shop making decent money, especially in tips. I make some friends at the shop, Ashley, Hunter and Maggie. Maggie is a senior at my school and Hunter and Ashley graduated last year. They’re all really nice and come with me to some of Noah and Nick's Shows. They end up playing all the time, almost every weekend I’m helping them load their equipment in and out of bars and clubs. It’s a lot of fun actually.
On one of the hottest days after a long afternoon of Nick and Noah practicing in the garage the three of us decide to drive to the river for a swim. We drop by my house first so I can run up and change, I pick out a black and green bikini that I bought with Maggie last week, we’ve been hanging out too and we actually get along really well. I pack a bag with a change of clothes and grab three beach towels and a bag of chips for a snack.
The river is refreshing after being in Nick's garage. I’m standing in the water up to my knees, easing my way in the cool water. Noah is already dripping wet and comes to stand next to me, leaning over to say “you know it’s a lot easier if you just get all the way in and get it over with” he flicks some of the water off his fingers at me. “Hey! I’m just trying to get use to it, it’s colder than I thought.” Next thing I know I feel Noah’s cold arms coming up from behind me in a tight hole, lifting me off the ground “come on Natty, we’ll do it together!”
He laughs as I squirm and halfheartedly protest “OH MY GOD NOAH! You big oaf put me down!” I squawk reaching down to smack his butt. “Okay, if you insist” I hear him say before we’re both falling towards the deeper water and I can barely manage to get out a loud “NOAH!” before we’re submerged. I break the surface of the water and see him looking at me with a huge smile “much better Natty” he whispers swimming closer and I wrap my legs around his waist “you’ll pay for that on later mister.” He leans forward and kisses me, tickling my face with the hair that’s fallen into his face. “Oh and how will you punish me, my love?”
I hear Nick heave an exaggerated gag before he yells “get a fucking room!” We all laugh and I look at Noah tapping my finger against my chin I think. “Hmm what is an appropriate punishment for such a crime?” And and idea pops into my head, “okay, I think you should jump off the rope swing” I say with a devious smile “easy” he responds quickly. “Naked” I finish and Noah’s eyes bulge and Nick busts out in a deep laugh. “Oh you are cruel, but I will accept, it fits the crime.” With one last kiss he swims to the shore, drops his trunks and holds himself with his hand to preserve whatever is left of his modesty and climbs the tree to the rope swing. With one hand, it’s not easy but he manages, taking the rope in hand he pushes off and falls into the water, hands flailing and package on full display. Nick and I sound twin wolf whistles as he pops his head out of the water. Later with his pants back on, the three of us dry out on a grassy hill before packing up and heading back out. Noah drops me off first and we share a longer than necessary goodbye kiss at my front door. “Bye” he says against my lips “love you.” I smile and look up at him “love you too,” I reply and he heads back to his car.
This has been quite literally the best summer ever and with school starting next week I start getting all of my stuff ready for my final year, senior year is here at last. I’m working on a new drawing when I hear shuffling coming from Kyle's room, but that’s weird because Kyle is supposed to be with our dad. I walk out of my room and across the hall to where his room is, the door is open, so I step into it and see a familiar face unpacking a large leather duffel.
“Hey Sis” Kyle turns to greet me with a smile that reminds me of his younger self.
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Aromantic Horangi is not something I’ve considered, but I love it. Tell me more.
As for dealing with Krueger I see Soap as the one more likely to start a fistfight. The guy is hot blooded as hell and he’s not going to tolerate anyone calling his relationships into question. Ghost seems more the type for the subtle warfare, he doesn’t want to upset Konig but he’s gonna fuck Krueger’s day up.
I headcannon Horangi as someone super laid back, but in the silent, precise and analytical kind of way. We are talking to the extend of coming off as colder than he actually is. But he actually cares deeply. König didn't understand this, until he has a bad panic attack at 3 am and afterwards stands in the kitchen, trying to pour a bowl of cereal with shaking hands. Only for Horangi to come in, take one look at him and do it for him, before sitting with him for an hour, until König feels like he is able to sleep again. He considers him his best friend afterwards.
I feel like their closeness would lead to landing in bed together and König proceeds to fall. Hard. Horangi tries again and again to explain to him that he cares deepy, but love is just not on the table, that he just doesn't feel attraction in this way. Its frustrating for both of them, they fight more than once, because König thinks Horangi is just using him. He feels like they are basically a couple already, what does HHorangi mean he doesnt fall in love? He thinks he does something wrong. König only gets over his feelings when Horangi puts his foot down and tells him to respect his boundaries and feelings or else. König finally does a bit of googling and this makes it much easier for him to be understanding. Horangi isnt lying, this is a thing that people do experience.
What stays, is a gentle, deep friendship. They trust each other, sleep with each other and hold each other. Even if they are not exclusive, they don't really go out with other people because its inconvenient, but Horangi has more partners than König. They share a physical proximity, but König always longs for a relationship with someone who loves him romantically. (Which is hard to come by when you don't wanna give up your squish.) König often vents his frustrations to him and Horangi really tries to hold back on the: "Well, if you were Aromantic, your life would be easier. Ever considered changing teams?" Jokes.
When he meets Ghost and Soap, he is head over heels and when they notice him too, there is a conversation to be had about the whole thing, but they accept his thing with Horangi fully. There is still jealousy sometimes, that can't be fully avoided, but Horangi taught König how to properly communicate polyamory and now he can step up and help them navigate this.
(Horangi is happy with his sexuality, albeit he had to struggle for some time, the typical "whats wrong with me??? Why can't I love my partners like they love me? Am I doing something wrong??" Until he just says fuck it and starts setting boundaries.)
And ABSOLUTELY. Soap laughs at first because he thinks it is a joke or Krueger is just weird, but he clocks on to Krueger being malicious on purpose and it might very well escalate to screaming and threats. Maybe not to a fistfight (because ghost holds him back) because Soap knows he would get a write up and thats not a good look. Ghost follows Krueger at night, just to freak him out. Acts as if he is just coincidentally wherever Krueger is. It gets really terrefying when Krueger goes for a jog and there is the cherry of a cigarette closely behind him. He doesnt stop his shitty behavior, but god, he makes sure that he is never alone with Ghost for too long.
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WAIT ik this isnt wlw but CAN I PLEASE GET SOMETHING FLUFFY WITH DUSTIN HDKDJSKDBSK PLEASE
♡ matching... matching what? - d.h ♡
ofcc i write for lots of characters! ty for requesting <3
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pairing; dustin henderson x cheerleader!reader
category; fluff
summary; you don't always understand dustin's interests but you really, really try
warnings/content; mentions of bullying
other; fem!reader, cheerleader!reader
as a freshman, you were a new addition to the cheer team. dating dustin henderson had not helped your experience bonding with the other girls, but some were always lovely to you. chrissy cunningham, for one.
but it didn't matter all that much to you. they bullied him less, and that was a small grace, even if you did feel bad for being teammates with them. dustin was always quick to assure you pursuing a hobby you enjoyed didn't make you guilty of anything, though.
currently, you sat at the hellfire table, chin rested on your hand as you listened to eddie. dustin was in lunchtime detention, so he wasn't there, and you seized the opportunity to ask how a beginner started dnd.
the boys almost dropped dead - a cheerleader asking about dnd? despite dustin's vehement protesting, they'd been very skeptical of you. until now, anyway.
"y'know what, i can probably give you some books," eddie nodded to himself, "gareth, show her a character sheet."
and gareth did exactly that, still slightly stunned.
their mouths almost dropped when they realised you were taking notes. taking notes. not just asking because you were bored. no, you were taking notes.
you hurriedly told them to put it all away when dustin arrived, sitting down and greeting you, oblivious to what you we're planning.
dnd was difficult. much more than you'd anticipated, but with the coaching of mike wheeler, you were starting to get the hang of it.
your boyfriend discovered your plot the night before the first game eddie invited you to play, mike insisting you were ready. enough, anyway.
besides, waiting for a new campaign to start again could be months. eddie didn't know how long the once he planned on starting the next night was going to be.
"that's interesting nail varnish. what happened to that pink one with the blue spots?"
yes, dustin thought the details on your nails came in the original pot, not added on meticulously with a tiny brush. you'd given up explaining that one.
you smiled, "well... they're going to match."
he frowned, looking up from his book, "i'm not letting you paint my nails again."
with a laugh, you shook your head and nudged a polaroid print eddie had given you upon request. the dice.
"no, they're going to match the dnd dice tomorrow."
dustin opened his mouth, closed it again, tilted his head to the side, opened his mouth, closed it, then finally said, "matching... matching what?"
he hadn't pieced it together yet.
you were confident in your plan, but you still flushed a little, "the dnd dice. mike's been teaching me, 'nd eddie said i can join the new campaign. is that okay?"
after prolonged stillness, dustin startled you significantly but leaping up. you almost smeared your drying nails, but you giggled anyway.
"really? you're not kidding?"
sadly, he'd only ever been asked out as a joke, and he was always asking if you were kidding about things. if you really were interested.
you shook your head, "nope! mike helped me make my character, and let me set in on a session of his campaign with those visiting cousins. eddie gave me a bunch of books too."
the smile on dustin's face looked like it was going to split him in half.
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Y'know, I think True Hearts Day was a good story, but that doesn't make me not want to improve it.
Firstly, Hunter's role. This is my biggest issue with THD. He should've been more active. Up until that point, he seemed to be following his destinies as the huntsman. The only claim he has as a rebel is siding with Raven in the food fight and being vegetarian. Also, Hunter is a big part of the Snow White story. If not for the Huntsman, Snow White would never find the dwarves. But Apple focuses more on Ashlynn than her own story, which is ooc, bc being Snow White is Apple's main motivation. She never seems that worried Hunter is going against his destinies(yes plural. He's also in Red Riding Hood)
In THD, he's barely there. We get him and Ashlynn getting caught, Gunter Guntsman, and the big reveal. There's no reason he's not with Ash in the book end, but he's missing from when they come out until when they break up. And I know, it's a girls show, why focus on the boy? But relationships take at least two people. And the break-up scene really shows how static he's been. Hunter is doing what he'd do for their dates in the forest, but Ashlynn's acting different, bc she's the only one who had development.
To improve this, I say Apple talks to Hunter after the reveal about destiny, bc it's bad enough Raven won't be evil, but Hunter too? Her talk isnt as effective on him as it is Ashlynn, bc he's not close to Apple like his gf is. But he thinks of how dating Ash changes his story. Hunter is talks to Cerise in the forest, who supports it, hinting to her dad's identity, which he misses. The next day, Hunter is excited to see Ash, but less grand gesture-y about it. Instead of a picture frame and flower path, he walks up to her and gives her a flower crown. The break-up ensues and she gives back the flower crown. Ashlynn considers not going to the dance, but Briar won't have that. Longing looks at the dance, Ashlynn confesses, Hunter accepts, and they're together.
Ok, that's the big one.
Next, the love triangle. My beef here is how all of them lose their personality in this plotline. Cupid, who is about the journey of love and taking your time, basically yells about her crush in a library. Dexter, who is very tech involved, says who his crush is on a live broadcast without a voice modifier. Raven, who always believes there is more than what meets the eye jumps to a conclusion and sticks with it. Like all of their personalities had a downgrade. Though I do like Dexter and Cupid's dynamic in THD. The idea that Dexter sees the book about True Hearts Day and knows it's right up Cupid's alley is cute. My biggest issue is Raven's personality shift. I firmly believe Raven should've been far more confused at the idea of Daring giving her a love note. He's a royal, and believed to be Apple's future prince.
I would improve this by Raven deciding the note is a prank from Daring, and Dexter's not sure what's worse, her thinking it's from Daring, or a prank. Raven confronts Daring at school the next day, bc she wants to dismiss it asap, and realizes it has nothing to do with him. So Raven knows it's real, and realizes as she's getting ready "oh. How did I forget Dexter is a Charming?" She tries to calm down, and looks for Dexter at the dance, but he's hiding, trying to gather enough nerve to confess, sees her, and loses all of it. Dexter decides it's hopeless, and sits down to mourn his bad luck. Cupid, who has finally caught a break, sits down and helps cheer him up, which Raven sees and believes she's too late. She and Maddie spend the rest of the dance hanging out. And it's left open ended.
Next, duchess(and sparrow). If I hadn't read the books and known Duchess's motives are bc she wants a story where she doesn't die as a swan, I'd be very confused. All I'd change is in her chat with Ashlynn to mention that she wants to actually see her own happily ever after like Ashlynn has. But it still backfires. And it's also never explained why Duchess and Sparrow are friends to start with. I like the dynamic they have, but a line of how they became friends would probably help given the clashing aesthetics. Like maybe Sparrow and the merry men sometimes have to play for dance class, so he and Duchess had a similar goal for it, and became friends? Idk.
Last but not least, Lizzie should have been stealing any of the heart-shaped decorations shown from cupid, hopper, and briar bc hearts are her whole thing
#ever after high#true hearts day#ashlynn ella#hunter huntsman#apple white#raven queen#dexter charming#ca cupid#cerise hood#duchess swan#sparrow hood#lizzie hearts#did I take this too seriously?#yes yes i did#there were so many tidbits from the books I wanted to mention#but no I had to focus on the show#go read the Eah books they're fantastic#the fact the show never addresses that hunter is in at least 2 stories is so sad#or that sparrow and cerise are *distant* relatives#or the fact Dexter is about as athletic as Daring is#or Maddie's ability to do the impossible if she doesn't already know that it's impossible#i love them so much#eah
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1, 2, 3, and 12 for raz psychonauts
starts growling and gnawing on something i fucking love you razputin aquato
1-IM REALLY REALLY BAD AT EXPLAINING WHY I ENJOY THINGS I JUST KIND OF . DO. umm i really like how he Feels like a kid like . hes written As A Kid but not like baby waby but also not a small adult. he does things like impulsively run away w 0 planning, idolize adults in his life, squabble with his siblings, freak out about kissing a girl for the first time while also not understanding the emphasis on romance..hes so 10 years old i think..i love that hes a Good Kid and hes friendly and wants to help people, but he also like. he can be a little shit sometimes. a real stinker. kid that would fortnite dance after setting you on fire. also his autism swag
2-grghgfh mm probably id have to say . the fact that he soso genuinely Wants to help people. like. hes really nice to most of the other campers, sure he teases them and claps back when theyre being dicks, but he seems to genuinely care abt them..remembering all their names and little facts abt them even tho they just met last night..also he goes out of his way to help the thorny towers patients when he Does Not Have To. ik this isnt really an intended thing but if you interact w gloria Before trying to enter the elevator, youll still get the mission to help her. same goes for the other residents but gloria stands out to me the most because you Have to interact w her before talking to crispin. he genuinely genuinely genuinely cares about people so much auuu
3. GOD. WRACKING MY BRAIN. THERES HONESTLY NOT MUCH TO DISLIKE ABT HIM?? like other than ways that psychonauts 1 is a bit outdated . see the use of the g slur . but thats not a character trait of raz thats like . thats bc the game is older than i am. and like, faults that raz has. i Do Not dislike them i think they make him more fleshed out, like how he tends to lowkey ignore boundaries set to do what he thinks is right, i actually really like that it makes him feel more realisitic idk..so honestly i have no answer here, i love raz
I HAVE SO MANY ok the obvious universal ones are that hes autistic and a little funky on gender. everyone knows this i am not unique. uhh i think hed be Awful with pets . this is Not a child u can give a hamster to. i think he and chloe keep in touch after camp, i know this is just bc chloe is one of my favorite but i think they should be friends. i think. i KNOW the fandom loves the whole “raz finally breaks down” thing but i dont think this would happen im sorry . i think raz would be one of those people who think they had a reletively normal and untraumatic childhood until he brings it up to someone and theyre like what. the fuck. uhh i think he likes some typically feminine stuff like makeup and nails..i cant think of anything else off of the top of my head and i cant sit and think bc i have to go to work but raz i love you so much
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10 16 19 mpreg+carsickness
You asked if I had a pair in mind, probably a sickie who's prone to carsickness- jimin/ yoongi
Or a sickie who never has carsickness but is having it because of pregnancy - tae/jungkook
Caretaker is completely upto you
a.n : aah i will go with the second one, because a sickie that never has carsickness but then have it bc of pregnancy seems .. interesting. and i hope you like this new trope i try to write .. i have been wanting to do this but never had a proper .. idea. i hope this isnt too messy TT
10. “We can take a break if you feel unwell. How does that sound?”
16. ”Can you talk?”
19. “You can just nod, but I need you to answer me.”
tw : mpreg
and a little context, Taehyung here is in his second pregnancy and Ga-eul is around 4 years old.
"Papa", Ga-eul babbles from the back seat. He tries to stand up in between the moving car, swaying on his little feet and stretches his arms as far as he can to reach his Papa. "Pa", he babbles again, patting his chubby hands over his Papa arms.
Taehyung groans, unable to function—not able to lift his head from the cool window, nor open his mouth to response as he fights the churning in his stomach. He blames pregnancy for making him miserable and weak like this. He doesn't even remember Ga-eul pregnancy being /this/ hard, especially in the morning sickness part.
"Koo ..", Taehyung whimpered slowly, afraid that his son will cry and add to the dizziness he felt.
Jungkook that was focusing on the road, startles. He pulls his left arm and places it over Taehyung's thighs, giving it a comforting squeeze as he knows how bad Taehyung felt. He has grown accustomized on this. Then he steals a quick glance behind, smiling at his son that looks at him with sparkles in his eyes, "Eul-ie .. what do you want, baby?", Jungkook takes over.
"Eat", Ga-eul response, patting his mouth with his palm to strengthen his meaning.
"You're hungry?", Jungkook asks once again. He chuckles when he sees Ga-eul nods eagerly from the rear mirror, almost slamming his head on the seat. "Sit down baby, you will fall over"
"Eat!", he says once again, tone one pitch higher as he can't help it anymore. He wants the gummies his Papa have on those bag !
Jungkook eyes the rear mirror nervously. The bag of snacks and food they have stocks for them, and Ga-eul is placed near his boyfriend's feet—as they agreed that Taehyung is the one who's always feed Jungkook as he drives and entertain Ga-eul everytime they go on trips. On normal day, Taehyung would jump on his feet and get his little baby snacks already. But now Jungkook is not even sure Taehyung is /present/ with their convo earlier.
"Hyung?", Jungkook tries, patting the older thighs.
"Hm?", Taehyung grimaces. Even humming taking a lot of effort.
"Ga-eul is hungry ..", Jungkook hesitantly explains. Eyes switching between the road and his pregnant boyfriend that slowly shifts on his seat and try to pick himself up.
"Ah ..", Taehyung finally opened his mouth. He takes a deep breath, before moving his body a bit to faces the little one, "Ga-eul is hungry?", he asks, tone cheerful.
Ga-eul nods, "Papa .. eat", he babbles again.
Taehyung coos, nausea seems subsiding for a quick second. "What do you want, love?"
"Bear!"
"Bear?", Taehyung mimics, wincing as he flies his fist to his lips, as burp escapes, "Gummies?"
"Ya!!", Ga-eul beams happily. Taehyung stretches his arms to pinch his son cheeks before turning again. He takes a deep breath to quell his nausea. That was a lot of movement that he did, that jostles his stomach—and the moving car .. nausea that coming and swirl his stomach like a wave, doesn't help his case.
He parted his lips, trying to make breathing easier as his chest feel like it's filled with vomit. He bend a little bit, movement a bit stricten with belt and his swollen tummy. His hand starts rummaging the bag, trying to search the gummies, while others hovering over his lips—his position makes lump he felt in his chest slowly going up.
"Hyungie .. love, do you want to take a break?", Jungkook watch worriedly. His boyfriend movement has been too sluggish, and the way his hand hasn't leave his lips .. it's really not a good sign. "There's gas station in few meters, we can take break there, how does that sound?"
Taehyung lifts his head, moaning in pain when the world tilts in it's axis with his movement and his stomach flips. He bites his lips, pressing his fist tighter against his mouth as puke filling his mouth. He can't feel anything but bland, and lingering taste of his lunch earlier.
"Hyung ..?", Jungkook looks at him when he sees Taehyung suddenly sit still. "Are you okay? Sick?"
Taehyung breathes heavily, crumpling gummies in his hand as nausea overwhelming his sense. He's so dizzy.
"Koo ..", he breathes out, voice thick and low, almost comes out as a whisper. "I ...", he tries to speak, but with the way his throat tighten and saliva aggresively pooling, he's afraid that more words will morph into something else.
"You don't need to speak, hyung.. Just nod as an answer, okay?", Jungkook tries to calm him down. "Are you feeling sick hyung? Gonna throw up?"
Taehyung nods, huffing a nauseated breath.
"Do you think you can hold until the gas station over there?"
Taehyung hesitantly nods. It wasn't that far. Maybe he can.
"Okay .. we will take a break there, hyungie", Jungkook mumbles. His hand reaching to give a comforting squeeze on the older arms.
"Papa?", Ga-eul breaks the tense atmosphere as he peeks from his seat. He sways on his feet, getting off from the seat and stands up. His little hand gripping Jungkook's and Taehyung's seat all together to keep his balance. "Pa .. gummies?", he babbles, tilting his head to look at his Papa that frowning a lot. Taehyung opened his eyes at his son voices, musters a small smile and hands the crumpled packages of gummies is his hand.
Ga-eul beams happily, "Gummies!!", before he pouts, "Open ..."
Taehyung was about to complies, when a harsh, very harsh wave hitting him. Before he knows it, he's gagging on his palm. A guttural and loud one—startling Jungkook and his son, as Gae-eul immediately yells, "Papa!"
"Hyung, baby .. breathe", Jungkook chants, panic buzzing in his body as his heart practically leaps on his throat when he sees Taehyung gags once again, body bending forward with the force. "The bag hyung .. bag", Jungkook instruct.
Taehyung nods, hands still clamped tight over his mouth as he can feel wetness licking his palm. He harshly shrugs the contents in the bag, letting it fall near his feet before he ducked his head over it, just in time for another gag.
"Hyungie .. breathe", Jungkook steal a look at him, his left hands rubbing the older tenses back.
"Papa .. okay?"
Jungkook smiles, moving his hand for a second to ruffles his son hair, comforting him, "Papa is okay .. he needs to let owie out"
"Owie .. papa owie?", Ga-eul croaks out, tears springing on his doe eyes, "Papa ..", he calls out, hands trying to reach for Taehyung, but he flinches when it sways forward, and then a loud gag echoes through the car, followed with sounds of big amount of liquid filling the bag.
"Papa will be okay, love .. now go back to your seat, can you do that?", Jungkook instructs. Maintaining his calm in between his panicked son and sick boyfriend. "We will have a stop after this"
Ga-eul hesitantly nods, climbing up to his seat with unopened gummies on his hand.
"Kook ..", Taehyung croakes out after bringing out his lunch in 2 big waves. "Tissue.."
Jungkook averts his eyes, snatching the tissue from the dashboard in one swift motion as hands him to the older, that he gratefully accepts and wipes his face along with his runny nose—before a new gag wracking his body, sending another big stream of his food and water up in rapid motions.
"Let it out hyung ..", Jungkook murmurs, patting his back when Taehyung heaving hard.
He bites his lips, as he swift the car to enter the gas station. He sighs in relief when he managed to park safely, quickly unbuckling his belt and run to the other side—opening the passenger door to let Taehyung catch a fresh air.
"Hyungie .. let's stepped out a bit", Jungkook says, tucking the older hair that falls near the bag, as he seems too out of it to realize that they have stopped—too busy tossing his stomach content.
Taehyung groans, reluctantly lifting his head from the bag that almost half full, as nausea still swirls all over his body. It feels like he still need to let out /more/
Fuck pregnancy.
"It didn't stop, Kook", he croakes out, shutting his eyes as he fees his throat tighten with the urge to gag again.
"It will pass hyung", Jungkook comforts as he takes the bag from Taehyung grips, wanting to dispose it. "No .. don't", Taehyung mumbles, "Might puke again"
"The smell might make you sick, love .. just do it over the ground", Jungkook suggests, knowing how Taehyung hated feeling suffocated, and throwing up in a bag must not be ideal for him.
Taehyung whines, but eventually complies. He let Jungkook take the bag as he leans tiredly on his seat.
"Papa ..", Taehyung startles when he feels a little hand tapping his back. He turns his head around, "Ga-eul ..", he rasps.
"Owie?"
Taehyung chuckles weakly, "Yeah .. owie .. but Papa is fine", he managed to says before he hurriedly get off from his seat and bent on his waist, as much as his bumps allow—burping wetly, that followed with a stream of watery vomit rains from his lips.
"Ahh ..", he heard Jungkook sighs beside him, before his big hands rubbing Taehyung's curved back, "Our baby is not giving you break, hm?"
Taehyung groans, before he gags again—falling into another round of vomiting.
"Papa!!"
"Shit", Jungkook curses, torn between attending his sick boyfriend or his son that already bawling his eyes in the car.
"Just tend Ga-eul, Koo", Taehyung managed to croaked out when there's a lull, "I will be fine", he adds before food coming out from him again.
Jungkook groans, a little bit overwhelmed with everything. "I will be back hyung"
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ok my brain stops here, and this becomes too long for a drabble ... 🧍♂️
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yeah ... you are sort of falling out of contact, aren't you? thats a [[ SAD EVENT ]] i feel bad for you :-( must be confusing ... after all those years of war
you know, the other members of quesadilla island !!! ah, naming names ... like bad and forever and baghera ? mike and pac, maybe ? think about your friends you frequent often !!!
all im saying is ... i do see a pattern with you phil !! complicated relationships and all ... its hard to tell what you feel for other people, isnt it ? :3c
oh, yeasss start there ... forever and fit . how do you think they differ, in your mind, relationship wise ? do you feel differently about them ... or is it about the same, to you? all for my SCIENTIFIC RESEARCH ! -spectator
Oh, hah. This is a rough one . I'm feeling a bit dizzy, so , uh, sorry it's not- you know. Fully here.
First off, though, fuck you. Don't feel bad for me. And we're not falling out. But I just generally do not need your pity. Feelings are complicated for everyone. That's how feelings work.
And, there is no pattern. Even someone you named; Baghera. She's not complicated to me. She's a dear friend, and yes I'm a bit confused on why I feel so protective over her, there's nothing confusing about that. It's a sense of familiarity, that's all. I just,,, relate to her.
... sorry.
Uh. Fit and Forever,,, it's. Hard to explain. They're very different. I guess they're also very similar- loyal, reliable, amazing parents... people I would go to in a bad situation. Forever and Fit have both been there when I needed them. When the code was running around, Forever was there the second I called for backup. And in the war, if I needed someone by my side both in and after the battle, Fit was one call away. He was there when I was shot through the wing, after the trial when I was recovering...
I do love them both. But they're also different, I guess.
Fit... is special to me in a way I don't think I could fully explain. He's always been a constant, to me. I'm not afraid of him dissapearing one day. He's a fighter, a survivalist- I feel like he understands me. We've been through alot together. He's seen the worse of me. (And the best, to be fair, I did rule the world. ) But also... Fit makes me feel safe. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself, and especially protecting myself, but I feel like it's just easier to breathe with him around. Does that make sense? That he makes the constant alarms a little less blaring?
But Forever is... sweet. Not to say Fit isn't, he very much is, but... Forever is heavy with compliments and sometimes comes off a little airheaded- but he's not. Her strength comes in clutch. We've fought to protect eggs together, I trust and respect them greatly for what they've done for both me and the eggs. (I'll admit, though. It's a bit complicated with them because of the Brunim situation. I took a moment a while ago to really dissect the differences in our appearances and, admittedly, it kinda stings.) Forever is comforting, though.,,, against all odds. I like having them around. (And.. she is very warm. I find that a big plus. I'm always freezing.)
Platonically. Of course.
Holy shit I'm dizzy I need to sit down for a second.
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