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usedtobecooler · 1 year

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(I know you don't write for Steve but this just came to me) What about Steve teaching virgin!reader how to blow virgin!Eddie?!

Pairing | Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington x fem!Reader

Warnings | sexual content (18+ minors dni), handjobs, blowjobs, inexperienced virgin reader, inexperienced virgin eddie, experienced pushy steve, awkward boners, bullying, mutual pining.

Word Count | 2.8k

A/N | i've never written for steve before and i took this and ran with it lmao, i hope i did your prompt justice!! if any of you see any mistakes, no you didn't, this wasnt proof read.

Eddie and Steve's relationship had always been odd. You'd noticed it from the first time you'd ever hung out with them, when Robin had dragged you along to meet her friends. You hadn't known her for long, but Robin was loud and unabashed and adamant you had to come hang out with her outside of work.

When you'd first clapped eyes on them both, you noticed the air seemed thick between them. The way they'd bite at each other constantly, bicker and call each other names, the way Steve's eyes would linger on Eddie's lips a second longer than what would be deemed appropriate.

It seemed like a constant fight for dominance, especially when the kids were around. A battle of who Dustin loved more, who Mike looked up to more, who Max harbored a secret 'big brother' liking to more. It was a constant game, and you wondered if they even liked each other.

Then, sometimes, they'd be sweet with each other. Steve would knock Eddie back with a gentle hand when he was about to stumble over a curb, Eddie would grab Steve a burger even when he said he wasn't hungry. Steve would even help him set up the D&D table, he didn't understand what it was about and never played, but he'd help anyway. Even when Eddie bitched that the way he did it was wrong.

So, it was weird. The more time you spent together, the more you found yourself being sucked into the dynamic unwillingly. Robin said she could tell Eddie had a crush on you, which made you blush -- he was cute, and surprisingly really nice despite the hard exterior, but Steve caught onto it pretty quickly and used it to his advantage during their bickering.

You'd walked in on them arguing about you one day, when they clearly thought they were alone. You stood behind the doorway, eavesdropping;

"What would she want with you, Munson? You're a twenty year old virgin, trust me she's not interested."

"Oh yeah? As opposed to what, exactly? The town slut? As if you're any better than me because you've fucked every girl our age."

"At least I didn't jizz in my pants when she gave me a hug."

"That didn't fucking happen, and if you tell her that I'll kill you."

"Ooh, scary."

The admission of Eddie being a virgin was unsurprising, chicks weren't exactly queuing up outside his trailer to fuck him. But, he was pretty, like devastatingly so. Once you got to know him he was a great guy, smarter than he made himself out to be and nothing like the people of Hawkins claimed he was.

The next time you all hung out together, three joints deep and a bottle of scotch being passed around, you made a point of also admitting to being a virgin, to make Eddie feel better. Steve had stared at you open mouthed and flustered, Eddie had choked on his gum, Robin had watched it all unfold and let out a loud barking laugh.

You'd hoped that it would settle Eddie's mind and maybe get Steve to back off and stop hounding him about it, particularly in front of you.

And now, how you ended up in this situation is fully Robin's fault and she'll get told that when you next see her. Her and Nancy had bowed out of your designated movie night ungracefully, claiming to be slammed with babysitting Holly at last minute, but you knew better.

The three of you were crammed up on Steve's bed, and you're wondering why he and Eddie willingly chose to sit next to each other, so close their arms were squashed together and their legs knocked. You were watching The Lost Boys, at Steve's adamance, because apparently it was the horror movie of the year, but you begged to differ, nothing exciting had happened yet.

It gets to a sex scene, and you awkwardly shuffle from where you're sat next to Eddie, cheeks burning hot as you avert your eyes from the screen. Neither of them notice, enamored with seeing a pair of tits on the screen like a pair of twelve year olds.

Your fingers accidentally brush Eddie's own, and you shoot back like you've been scalded, "Sorry, Eddie." You whisper quietly, settling back into your pillow with an inch of space between your bodies for safe measure.

Eddie sucks in a sharp breath, which catches Steve's attention, making him turn away from the screen to look at you both, eyes flitting back and forth. Then, a scoff escapes him, "Trust you to pop a boner at a pair of fucking tits, Munson."

You furrow your brows, glancing down to where Steve's eyes wandered and oh. Eddie was hard, straining against the loose plaid pyjama pants that he always wore when you guys hung out at night, refusing to buy a pair of sweatpants.

Eddie's face is flushed a dark red, you can see it as clear as day from the glare of Steve's TV, "Fuck off, Harrington. They're a nice pair of tits."

"You're such a virgin, you want some help with that?" Steve wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, and you think it's meant to come out as a joke but the way Steve says it seems anything but. He looks at you over Eddie's shoulder, motioning towards him, clamping a hand down on his leg, "Don't you think it's about time he got touched by something that wasn't his right hand?"

You flounder a little, unable to form proper thoughts at what Steve is insinuating, "What do you mean? That I should help him with that? I'm the unwilling third party here, keep me out of your homoerotic bullshit."

"We could both do it, silly. Was it not totally obvious that he's got a massive crush on you?" Steve shrugs like it's nothing, and you feel Eddie tensing up next to you, can see his cock straining further in his pants out of the corner of your eye. In that moment it clicks for you that they're both into this, have probably been waiting a while to find themselves in this situation, with you specifically.

"At this point I think you have a crush on him, you're so obsessed with him it's hilarious." You snark, leaning forward a little until you're crowded back in Eddie's space, hands bumping each others, "What do I get out of this, exactly?"

Steve looks you up and down, a cute grin gracing his face, "Trust me, you can have anything you want."

You chew on the inside of your lip, genuinely thinking about it. Did you really want your first time doing anything sexual with another person to be in a threesome? You clench your thighs at the thought, a wave of heat flushing through your body at the thought of being touched by four hands at once, two mouths.

You wonder how Eddie feels, he's uncharacteristically quiet. You hazard a glance back down, and Eddie has his hand clamped over Steve's own on his thigh. So, yeah, clearly he's into it too.

"Aw, c'mon, don't you want to show the freak a good time?" Steve asks, a smirk overcoming his features — it's disgustingly attractive, a far cry from the usually sweet Steve you knew when Eddie wasn't around, but it did things to you, made your tummy clench.

"Steve, I've never done this either... you know that," You pull your bottom lip with your teeth, chewing anxiously. It's not as if Eddie had anything to compare you to, you were both a pair of bumbling touch starved virgins, but you didn't want it to be bad for him, either.

"Harrington, if you don't stop rubbing my thigh I'm gonna cum in my pants," Eddie's voice cuts through the air, loud enough to knock you out of your trance and making you look up at him, taking in just how disheveled he was already from the merest touch.

"I'll show you how to do it," Steve says, completely ignoring Eddie's protests, never taking his eyes off of you as he brushes his hand up Eddie's thigh even higher, knocking his clothed hard dick with the back of his hand. Eddie hisses, Steve grins and lets out a cackle, "Won't take much, anyway, not if this is anything to go by."

"I am right here," Eddie balks, throwing his hands up in the air. Steve shushes him, shoving into Eddie's space like an eager puppy to grip at his pants and pull them down his thighs.

Of course Eddie doesn't wear underwear under them, why would he? His cock springs out, flushed and hard, the tip a pretty pink colour that makes your mouth water, a small amount of precum blurting out of his slit.

"You guys good with this?" Steve double checks, Eddie whines a little, which is enough of a reply for Steve. You don't even reply, batting Steve out of the way with one hand and wrapping your other one eagerly around the base of Eddie's dick - which to your delight elicits the prettiest little moan from his mouth.

"Eager little thing, isn't she?" Steve smirks at Eddie, which in return has you rolling your eyes and Eddie nodding his head fast. You slide your hand up the length of Eddie's cock slowly, shocked by how your fingers don't even wrap around it fully, all girthy and nice to touch.

"Right, you've not got enough lube for your hand to glide properly, here," Steve leans forward, mouth just mere centimetres away from Eddie's dick, and he lets out a glob of spit onto the head.

"Fuck, what the fuck," Eddie's words comes out erratic, eyes wide as he watches Steve spit all over him without a care in the world, like this was normal and something 'bros' did. Your hand squeezes the base of his cock a little to focus his attention back on you, hand sliding up to rub in the mess of Steve's spit and get him all nice and wet.

"There you go, see? Much easier." Steve's cocky demeanor is starting to diminish, you can tell by the way his voice comes out softer as he watches your skin connect with Eddie's, the slick slide of your fist up and down his cock. You feel Steve's large hand ghost over your lower back, under your shirt. You gasp quietly at the touch, the burning heat of his skin on yours making you shiver.

"Does this feel okay?" You ask Eddie quietly, ignoring what Steve just said because what the fuck would he know, it's not his dick being touched.

"Feels good, sweetheart, cross my heart." Eddie's cheeks are tinged rouge red, neck veins popping a little as he clearly struggles not to blow his load. You can see Steve looking back and forth between you both with curious eyes, smile still on his face, clearly enjoying watching a pair of virgins going at it like a creep.

"Do you want me to use my mouth?" You ask tentatively, cocking your head to the side as you keep eye contact with Eddie to try and gauge how he feels. It's meant to be innocent, comes out dirty. Dirty enough that Steve's hand moves to grip at your waist slightly, a soft sigh escaping him.

"You'd like that, right Eddie?" Steve's smile is sickly sweet, but you can tell he's starting to fold because he's using Eddie's real name, not his last name or a stupid nickname. Eddie nods silently, eyes shutting and head thumping back against Steve's plush headboard.

You slide down the bed quietly, shuffling until you're nestled in between Eddie's spread legs at an angle that meant you could just lean forward and slide your mouth over his length, "Tell me what to do then, genius."

"Take your hand off him, I'll do that, you just put your pretty mouth to use," Steve's slender fingers move yours out of the way until you're releasing Eddie's cock, his own large hand wrapping around the base and squeezing, making Eddie whimper.

Steve guides Eddie's dick over to rub the tip over your closed lips, smearing precum all over them. Your tummy clenches, ridiculously turned on by what you're doing, unable to stop your mind racing. You feel dizzy, like this is a dream you'll wake up from any moment.

"What're you waiting for? Wrap your lips around the head, give it a try." Steve's demanding, his voice firm with you, so you lean down and close the distance, opening your lips and sinking down onto the head, hot mouth engulfing Eddie's cock.

"Jesus Christ, fuck," Eddie cries out, can't help but open his eyes to look at you, has to see what you're both doing. The sight of Steve's massive fist around his cock, jerking it lightly into your mouth, you sucking and licking at him - he's teetering on the edge dangerously fast.

"Feels good, right?" Steve chuckles a little, looking between where his fist and your mouth meet and Eddie's blown out, wide eyes, "She didn't even need any help, knew just what do on her own like a good girl."

You and Eddie both moan in unison, the vibration on Eddie's cock enough to have his hips bucking up wildly, which in turn causes Steve to reach his free hand out and push him down onto the bed harshly, "Don't cum yet, Munson. Don't be a little bitch."

Eddie chokes out a little sob, whining at Steve being mean to him. It makes his body run hot, the coil in his tummy tighten. You glance up at him, mouth still full of his cock, just to make sure he's okay, and the bit of eye contact has Eddie losing it.

"Sorry, fuck, sorry, I'm cumming," Eddie grips at a chunk of Steve's meaty thigh and he comes with an embarrassingly loud yelp, Steve's hand tightening as he jerks Eddie's cock into your open, willing mouth, swallowing his release down like you'd done it a million times before.

You kitten lick at the head until Eddie shakes with sensitivity, popping off with a little grin, "You good? Back down to earth yet?"

Eddie smiles dumbly, saluting at you with two fingers, body completely sagged into Steve's plush sheets, flaccid cock still out, "Alive but barely."

You clamber up the bed, the sudden urge to kiss him overtaking your body. You fist a hand in his messy curls, pulling him up to kiss you. Eddie wraps an arm around your back, kissing you all sloppy, teeth and tongue, to an outsider it probably looked gross, but it was so hot to you that you wanted to cry.

You break apart to catch a breath, forehead to forehead with wild eyes and stupid little smiles on your faces. You ache with how much you like Eddie, a love for him overtaking your whole body. Steve clears his throat at your side, pulling you out of your trance, making you turn to look at him.

He's got a firm hand gripped into the arm of Eddie's shirt, you can see his own cock tenting in his loose sweatpants and God, it's big and intimidating, even through his clothes.

"Don't be greedy, share it with me," Steve closes the space between you both and smashes his lips onto yours, licking into your mouth expertly to swipe over your tongue. You moan into the kiss, cunt clenching at being used in this way. He kisses more firmly than Eddie, more sure of himself, it's nice in a different way.

Just as you're getting lost in it Steve pulls away, a whine dying in your throat when you open your eyes to see his face gliding closer to Eddie's, and then they're kissing too. Steve grapples for your waist with closed eyes, tugging you even closer to them both.

They're animalistic with each other, like they're both angry and filled with pent up rage. Eddie grips a hand in Steve's mane of hair, has him groaning into the kiss that's all teeth and grunting. You watch through hooded eyes, unable to take your gaze away from them, wetness pooling in your pretty underwear at the sight of them both.

A whine escapes you, the noise filling the air and cutting off their kiss, both of them looking at you with differing gazes. Steve looks like he wants to pin you down and fuck you into oblivion, Eddie looks like he's in love. Steve sits up a little, grabbing at you and Eddie with every free bit of his big hands, fingers roaming unabashedly.

Steve glances at you both, a smirk back to gracing his features, "If you think I'm done with you two yet, you're sorely mistaken."

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hannieehaee · 4 months

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hi! i wanted to request seungcheol x reader based off of ‘how you get the girl’ by taylor swift? thank you!

content: inspired by 'how you get the girl' by taylor swift, angsty, fight between reader and cheol implied, fluff ending, etc.

wc: 738

a/n: ive never rlly listened to taylor before so im sorry if i took the lyrics out of context i tried to research the meaning of the song but i wasnt 100% sure T-T anyways tysm for requesting sorry i took so long <3

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seungcheol knew he had royally fucked up.

the details didn't matter now. it had been a while now – six months to be exact – and he still couldnt get over you. he'd see you around town occasionally, and you'd look perfectly fine. how could you be fine when he was so empty without you in his life? were you really better off without him?

he tried to move on, he really did, but no one was like you. the type of love you had was the type he wanted to be his endgame. there was no question about it. which was why he needed to fix his this.

it started with attempts to be in the same spaces as you again. he would find out where you'd be from mutual friends (okay, a little stalkerish, but it was fine!) and make sure to be in attendance to any party you'd go to. lucky for him, you were best friends with his good friends soonyoung and vernon, which gave him the perfect opening to approach you every time. at first you'd look peeved off by his presence, but after a few times you seemed to warm up to him, even laughing at his jokes sometimes. after a few weeks of intruding your friend hangouts, it was as if he'd always been there.

the day finally came in which you'd been left alone together at a party, with both soonyoung and vernon leaving one by one. it was getting late, so seungcheol offered to walk you home, which you surprisingly accepted with a polite smile. you talked like old friends on your way back, never once making any mention of the relationship you used to have. that made cheol both sad and relieved. it was good you weren't hurt by it anymore, but did this mean you were now looking for a mere friendship out of him? he had tried to bring back the old dynamics between the two of you. he had even been as physically affectionate as your newly-developed friendship would allow, but it seemed like that wasnt what you were looking for. seungcheol couldnt help but carry the disappointment in his face as the two of you arrived to your home.

"cheol? what's wrong?", you asked as soon as you caught sight of his face.

"hmm? oh, nothing. im fine. i, uh, goodnight. thanks for letting me walk you."

before he could even turn around, you pulled at his arm to grab his attention.

"cheol, what is it?"

he hesitated in speaking up again. he knew himself to be an outspoken man to a fault. and how was be expected to hold back when you looked so pretty under the moonlight and were even showing concern for him?

"i love you,"

fuck. that's not how he meant to start. and that was clearly not what you had expected him to say, judging by the shocked expression on your face.

"what?"

"im still in love with you, i- i know i fucked up, and i know i waited too long, but ... seeing you move on in life without me made me lose my mind. i know i shouldve apologized earlier. and i cant even blame you for breaking up with me, i ... i was a shitty boyfriend. i didnt treat you how you deserved. but i'll be better now, i promise! just give me one more chance. ill give you everything i shouldve back then and more. i know it's been six months, but ive been losing my mind without you. i know we could make this work. please?"

he knew he mustve looked crazy as he rambled his sudden love confession to you, but he still hoped that you'd maybe take pity on him and take him back. however, after a full minute of silence from you as you didn't meet his eyes, he knew that luck probably wouldnt be smiling at him today.

he turned to leave without a word until you unexpectedly stopped him again.

"wait, cheol," you seemed kind of shy about your movements, but still offered him a smile.

"come in? do you ... will you stay the night? please?"

your shy smile was met with his bright one as his arms warmly wrapped around yours, kissing your cheeks over and over as he used to once upon a time, walking the two of you into the apartment he was once oh so familiar with.

#seventeen fanfic #seventeen x reader #svt fanfic #seventeen #svt #svt x reader #seventeen imagine #seventeen oneshot #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #seungcheol oneshot #seungcheol scenarios #seungcheol fanfic #seungcheol x reader #scoups scenarios #scoups x reader #scoups oneshot #scoups fanfic

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sailoms · 7 months

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i have to explain why kanghan kneeling in front of those thugs is a peak life lesson and my new obsession.

(tagging vi @disasterbabygirlnick cus i read your tags and this will explain the birth of the gifset 😔💖)

it wasnt in my agenda to see kanghan kneel, i thought it's just gonna be a father-son feud and other misfortunes. but then he had to, in order to keep the biggest responsibility that every human hates: something that's not theirs, which was the bike. kanghan owed his dad his midterm scores, his main goals.

and then, being a reckless teenager with his narrow vision, he sold that big bike. this was the beginning of two big blows he was about to receive. first, he had to return the bike to his dad which meant coming home and asking for forgiveness and also forgiving his dad deep in his heart.

like, he hated his dad for sure but that he realized that human flawed and alas his dad was also human??? that he had to be the bigger person and understood that his dad's way of loving was providing everything that he wanted, whether he actually liked it or not. there was no proper communication between them as well so, whose fault was this actually?

second, the thug asked him to kneel. read all about kneeling culture in asia, the big idea is it's a gesture to honor the person standing/sitting and/or receiving blessings. in thailand culture (just read this), it's a deep gesture between parents and children. the purpose is same.

now, a thug, who's in kanghan's eyes, didn't behave or lead a life better than him, not even a relative or family member, asked him to kneel. kanghan had to kneel in front of a person so undeserving, so low to save his bike and boyfriend, his two major responsibilities. why would he ask for blessings from a "sinner" or honor a person whose life wasnt better than him??

yet he still did that, realizing that his pride wouldn't save either his boyfriend or his bike. doing nothing wouldn't help much too. it was his fault and he shouldn't call his dad to "save" him again. this moment was really him against the world. notice how his expression changed as he tried to get a grip of himself when he kneeled.

a side note, since im a jjk reader, i learn a bit about buddhism. that in order to achieve enlightenment, one should dispose of his ego. i'd say, this was kanghan's peak enlightenment where he dumped his pride to achieve the level of humbleness, empathy, and humanity that he wished for. as if it's a symbol, that he finally truly lowered himself "closer to the ground" where sailom and his cliques stood in the society.

however if we bring this to irl, in the same situation, this method of enlightenment would be disregarded. most people would rather fight it out rather than opening their heart and owning their mistake then "lower" themselves in front of the party that hurt them. it's entirely about disposing of human's greatest possession that is pride, the need to be at the top of the mountain, food chain, blablabla, in order to truly touch and empathize with the poor and marginalized ones who spend their lives having no privilege to choose (sailom).

i just, i don't think i'd watched a thai bl that portrays,,, character development as detailed and well written as this one and runs with a surprisingly simple idea, responsibility, as its main theme. imo, this is my top 2 after atots.

#.txt #dangerous romance #dangerous romane the series #kind meta??#im sorry its so long but i just UGH #THIS HIT ME RIGHT

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oh-for-fic-sake-library · 2 years

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Ask: @viking-raider asked, What if Daddy checked your SM, for whatever reason, and found you posted a kinda naughty photo. What would he do?

Warnings: ddlg, daddy kink,non conventional little space?(little in a sexy mood) bdsm, derogatory names, dark/dom! Walter, swearing, sexual threats(consensual), spankjng threats, reader is a little brat, spicy/almost smut

A/n: so this took a fery different turn and became borderline smut. Sorry @viking-raider if this wasnt what you had in kind, my horny brain ran away with me 🥺🥺 This is from the angle that even a little can be a fithly sex kitten too.

Walter growled as he made his way into the house. Slamming the door behinde him. He was on a mission, an important personal mission.It took him a matter of seconds to stride through the house, bypassing the kitchen stairs and living room and made it to the back door.

And there you were, well your silhouette in the opaque window sitting on the side of the new hot tub. Clearly having the tine of your life as you flicked your feet in the water.

He paused, tipping his head to the side as he heard the low beat of music playing from inside the small hot tub house.... was that hanky panky? Madonna. Fuck. He grunted palm itching to cease his naughty baby bear and redden your hide. You were such a brat on the phone today, hexd been counting the mineuts untill he ha finished his paperwork from his latest solved case and could return home. Little did you know he was takeing a weeks vacation now, so he had all the time in the world to toy with you. To treat you like the naughty baby you were and parade you naked throuh the house, keeping you on the edge of cumming so you remain noce and wet for whenever the mood struck him and he could rut you into a lusty drunken haze. You may be his baby girl, but you were also his wonton sex kitten.

He shook his head ridding the images of past holidays where he had fucked his frustration away. Though this time would be more then three of four days, the promotion gave him more dyas off, and he intended to use all of them to the fullest. He smiled eyeing the party shed. It was one of the best things he'd done since moving here, when he decided to get the hot tub instead of a below ground pool he was only planning on the basics. Hot water and jets with a little cover and somewhere to hang the towles.

In the end he got one with seats, lounger, jets, lights and built in music player with a big old privacy 'shed' surround ...That had opaque frosted glass windows... and sliding doors and an outdoor shower... and outside kitchen slash bar attached. Yes he will admit things had got out of hand quickly but it wasnt entirely his fault, sy was a surprisingly good carpenter and diy extraordinaire a talent he had found since leaving the forces. His cousin had jumped for joy when walter had said for him to 'knock yourself out' with the plans.

Walter stalked forward slowly, useing all histraining as he crept along side the party shed. He eased himself in without making a sound and slipped himself into the corner behinde you.

His jaw dropped as he saw your swimsuit in person. Tiny pink and lilac strings that glittered in the light... but that was it! It was fucking strings of fabric criss crossjng over your supple back. Arching high over your hips.

You wiggled cutely to the music doing your little happy jig enjoying your own little party. It was only now he could spot the small mermaid doll in your hand. He couldnt help smirk even in the most provocative swimsuit and naughty song playing in the background you were still his cute little cub.

He huffed through his nose like a rageing bull. His body tightened, cock jerked. He cleared his throat loud enough to make you yelp and jump, spinning around so fast you lost your balance on the edge of the lip and plunged into the water.

"d-daddy? what are... what are you doing home early?" You whimpered as you moved slowly through the water kneeling on 9ne of the seats your tiny fingera curling around the rim of the tub as you blinked and spat out the water from you mouth.

Walter frowned and blinked eyes skimming the threads that were a the most sorry excuse for a swimsuit he had ever seen. The top barely covered your nipples both threatening to pop out frommthe deep v that almost reached your navel, held together but the same tiny criss cross strings on the back and sides.

You looked down and yelped quickly ducking down in the water making your shoulders submerge. Your tummy flipped unease creepjng across your face as you took in walters solid form. Feet planted wide, arms cross and a less then impressed look across hos face.

"Phone." The word was accompanied by a hand being help out waiting patiently for the device to be placed in his hand. You hesitated wondering for a moment if your earlier tantrum over the phone had lost yor the device for a few days.

"What? No i dont hae it... its not here i swea;" the lies were out before you could stop them, luckily... or unluckily walter wasnt letting you dig yourself a hole today... well no bigger then the one youd already dug.

"Now cub." His firm voice was nothing to be sniffed at and you hung your head reaching over to the towel that had your phone safely tucked away from the water. But stopped as walter crossed the small space and began unraveling the towel.

"Daddy what are you;" you cried as walter took the phone from the side of the tub and unbeknownst tp you disconnected the internet and 4G and flicked it onto aeroplane mode just for good measure. He didnt want to risk anyone accidentally seeing his babydoll in the next hour or so.

"Come on out" he uttered holding the phone up and flicking it to video recording you. He grinned to himself he was going to enjoy this more than he thought he would.

"Out? But my swimsuit" you uttered eyes growing wide as you realised you could be in bigger trouble then you previously thought.

"You didnt mind showing the internet, why is it a problem now brat" it was then you realised youd pushed your daddy too far with the provocative selfies posted on the internet. You had been attempting to get a rise from him. Especially when he'd phoned asking about the naughty pics, youd teased him about his jealousy and pushed all his buttons. You had so much fun being a brat that you hadnt even flinched when he'd warned you about the consequences when he got home. You had planned on getting out the tub and cleaning the kitchen and livingroom and ordering in his favourite dinner to get out of trouble. But he had got home a few hours early and there was no escape from what ever he had planned.

"Well i err... its not"

"Good then you can get out for daddy, nice and slow baby girl" he directed making sure to get a good veiw as you slowly rose from the water. He groaned watching the beads roll down your skin. Fucking hell. He almost lost track of time as you climbed from the hot water and stood on the floor before him, doe eyed body shivering. Not from the cold with the doors shut it was like a sauna in here no it wasnt the cold. It was arousal.

You were two peas in a pod, though you were his little baby doll, his princess who he would never let any harm come to. You enjoyed your special play times just as much as he did. At first he was ashamed to admit the fear and trepidation in a naughty subs eye turned him on like nothing else, he had learned to embrace it. Especially with you.

"Thats a good girl, now why dont you do a spin for daddy? Hmm show daddy your pretty little swimsuit" he encouraged. Stepping to the side and tapping the screen to make the lense focus.

You swallowed dryly and began to turn stiffly, your body growing hot under the intense gaze of you huge papa bear. You knew he wasnt going to go easy on you, the tight denim of his crotch was enough of a warnjng. Daddy was hard and ready to fuck, but he hadnt pounced you yet. He was going to play. You whimpered as your body quivered in need, your nippes suddenly puckering at the thought of being held accountable in the most rapturous of ways. Your toes curled jnto the anti slip tiles below your feet as you finally made it full circle and faced your daddy.

"Fuck princess you know how to tease huh?" He grunted shifting on his feet, one hand comeing to his waist tugging his jeans trying to ease the pressure on his hardened cock. His eyes couldnt stop roaming over you as you spun for him. The water trickling across the curves he knew too well, the supple rise and fall of your delicious body, a delicious body begging to be bitten~

"Im sorry daddy" you uttered, breathlessly trying not to rub your thighs together as he held you in jis heated gaze, pupils blown wide making him look both sinister and drop dead gorgeous. Like some tempting devil ready to coax you into the most luxurious sinful ecstasy.

"Ah ah ah. No no its okay cub, your fine... your very fine~ infact daddy thinks your so fine he wants to... have a little keep sake... a momento of his brat being a tease" he spoke slowly, letting you soake up his words and mull it over for a few seconds. He maybe irritated and want to have some rough sex as punishment for your behaviour but he wasnt that much of an asshole to record you secretly without permission. He'd never take things further then you were comfortable with.

"Momento? like what daddy? Pictures?" You quized stil. Slightly dazed from the way things were turning out. Excitment and arousal thrumming through your veins making you dampen your swimsuit, thighs rubbjng against one another as your needy princess parts greedily sought out any friction it could find.

"No princess, daddy wants to make a little video. A private one just for us." He chuckled shaking his head stepping closer and waved the phone at you slightly drawing your attention to it, whislt still recording the your pitifully needy form.

"I... i dont know daddy?" You admitted but walter could see through the innocent naive act. Your pupils were growing wider, your hips rocking and squirming on their ownna testament to just how horny his little cub was.

"Aww dont tell me your camera shy now brat. Besides it ,iht do you good haveing a little video to remind you of how naughty girls are corrected." He teased you lowly whislt aslo informing you of his intentions. You moaned loudly before bitjng your lip, trying to keep the noises to yourself and have some semblance of self control.

"Hmm? A little video to remind you how bad babies have to bend over and have their bottoms blistered? To remind you of how sore it is sitting on your hot bottom as daddy fucks yout throat? How uncomfortable it is to have daddy fuck you from behind with a tender tush" walters words were dripping with promise, dangling a delightful torment infornt of you willing you to take the bait. He was waiting, humming and hissing the most perfect threats making you melt before him. Trying to force you to your knees with little more then teasing words.

"Oh daddy please~" you whined to him inching closer, locking eyes with him. You were salivating at the thought of fallig prey to him. You wanted everythjng he was offering. You moaned as one of his hands cupped your cheek, thumb tracing the apple of you heated cheek. The trailed down pressing insistantly to your lips.

You opened obediently sucking the wide digit into your mouth and hollowed your cheeks suckling as hard as you could. Making sure yo look at him and the camera still pointed at you. He moaned a deep ferocious noise rumbling from his huge frame. He pulled his thumb from your mouth and began smearing your own spittle over your lips and licked his own lips eagerly before smirking.

"Please what? Please dont choke me on your cock? Please dont spank my naughty bottom? Please dont fuck me for hours bent over the hot tub? Please daddy~ please dont record me being your little fuck toy, please papa please dont punish me?" Your heart just about stopped when his condescending words echoed in your ears. The cruel sadistic tease made your knees quake below you.

You couldnt form coherent thought let alone words! Your mouth moved trying to form words but it was futile. He chuckled and let his hand drop to your chin tipping your face up to him whilst stepping closer, completely swallowing your entire gaze. He tipped his head to the side stareing down at you and gave a fake pout mimicing you. And then his head dropped further skimming the shell of your ear with his nose and scoffed into your skin warming it.

"Or please do?~" he asked sinisterly before latching onto your lobe tugging the soft flesh into his mouth and bit just enough to make you wince.

"Pl-please do daddy" you squeaked out completely lost in the hypnotic lust. The weightless arousal that flowed through your body like lava finally winning over what ever trepidation or fear of consequence. And more importantly granting permission to start a scene and fuck every hole you owned whislt recording the entire thing.

"Thats a good girl, now turn around a show the camera that naughty little back side of yours" he hummed patting your cheek making you grin at his praise before turning on the spot eagerly and bending over the side of the tub. You grinned to yourself, youd started the whole scenario because you were horny and needed attention. And you were pleased, you were getting exactly what you wanted. Unbeknownst to you was that walter was aware of this, and he wanst just playing into your hands. Oh no, this was gojng to be a punishment, if his baby doll wanted to cum she will. Again and again and again untill she was a sore boneless mess of a woman weeping and begging for mercy whislt straddling his cock.

#henry cavill #cavillry #walter marshall x reader #walter marshall x you #walter marshall x y/n #walter marshall #walter marshall imagine #oh for fic sakd fics

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aita-blorbos · 10 months

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AITA for almost making someone die?

ok ik thats a lot, so ill try to start at the beginning. i (17nb) have been working with this one environmental organization since it was started when i was 12. ive devoted a lot of time to it n to seeing it grow, n when the group got big enough that we could rly expand to more places than just my country i was actually assigned to be in charge of running things here. i dont do it alone or anything bc i do have help from our real leader (40s m) n the people who run the branches in the 2 other countries we operate in, especially the one whos also been here since the beginning (30s nb), but its still a rly big responsibility n its important for me to b able to focus n not let other things distract me from my job.

a few months back, i thought it mite b nice to make my own account on the social media site where our group has the most presence so i could post abt personal things. i didnt mention my connections though (the stuff we do is kinda a bit illegal). it went rly well, n i ended up talking to this one person (20s f) who was rly nice, n we became friends p quick. the big problem was that she didnt like my group at all bc she was rly mad abt some of the stuff we'd done in her country, so there was kinda a conflict there. but some stuff happened, she ended up finding out who i rly was, n surprisingly she wasnt rly that mad at me? n she promised to keep it a secret, n it kinda went well from there other than it being kinda uncomfortable that she liked me n not what i do.

i mean, it did for a while. eventually though it became rly clear that talking to her was distracting me from my work, so my boss n coworker asked me to cut her off. n it hurt kinda a lot, but i did it. n thats where the story shouldve ended.

then i kinda fucked up. i was feeling rly weird bc of of smth that had just happened, n my boss n coworker weren't able 2 pick up the phone. my other coworker (??? i dont even kno this persons pronouns) isnt rly good w emotional stuff, but that was the last person i had to contact for support. n that person wasnt there either.

n i kno it was a mistake. i kno i shouldnt have done it. but i was kinda desperate for someone to talk to, n i ended up calling the friend id cut off even though i knew i wasnt supposed to. n she answered, n we talked. n i tried to go back to normal after that, but she started texting me again, n eventually i broke n answered her.

fast forward to today, n i just found out that my coworker had to try to kill my friend bc i couldnt control myself w her. the person who told me says it wasnt my fault, but if id just been able to resist the temptation to contact her again there wouldnt have been any messages for them to see in the first place. n on top of that, i kno that caring abt ppl too much makes them die, n i still let myself make that connection w her in the first place.

i mean, i think its p clear im the asshole here. basically the whole posts just been stuff i did wrong. but i kinda want to get confirmation, just so i dont have to keep thinking abt the thing the person who gave me the news said.

#aita #am i the asshole

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zzokks · 1 year

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calling dr love / eddie munson x oc

wrote a little scoops snippet for my oc, michelle henderson 🫢

summary: michelle is bored at scoops and needs some entertainment. who better to enter the stage than the local metalhead?

notes: pre s3 events but with eddie involved, eddie works at tapeworld, my oc is a henderson (cliche but i like it), idiots in love 🫶🫶

For a Saturday Afternoon, Scoops Ahoy was surprisingly quiet. Steve and Robin were in the back of the shop, rearranging and reorganising stock for the hundredth time. At the front counter, Michelle sat with a frown, trying to get rid of their only customer as politely as possibly. Mark Davies, the guy she had sat next to in Junior Mathematics, had been a regular customer at Scoops ever since she'd started working there. Of course, it was great for the shops cash register, but the novelty of entertaining him had worn off. At that moment, he was leaning on the counter eating the fourth free sample Michelle had offered him in an attempt to shoo him away.

"So what time do you get off work?" Mark said.

Michelles face was blank. "Late. Super late."

"How about tomorrow? You have a day off?"

"No. I work all week."

Mark lowered his head. "Bummer. Surely you have a break soon? I mean there is no one here."

Michelle sighed loudly just as the window to the back room opened up. Steves head poked through and he looked just as annoyed as Michelle. "Piss off Davies, shes not interested!"

Mark gave Michelle an amused look. "You're dating Steve Harrington?"

"No," Michelle rolled her eyes. "But you're finished your sample right? Great."

Michelle took the sample cup away and quickly moved Mark out through the door while he was still distracted. As soon as he left, (wiggling his fingers in a 'call me' motion) Michelle made her way back to the front counter with relief. Steve frowned at her.

"Its your own fault for joking around with him for so long."

Robin squeezed her head through the window beside Steve. "Hes probably just jealous you attract more customers than he does."

Steve scoffed and left the window while Robin chuckled to herself. She went to move back out, when her eyes lit up.

"Oh look, hes back again."

Steve reappeared behind Robin in a flash. Curious, Michelle glanced up at the front door, spotting Eddie Munson walking past the parlour. He was still dressed in his TapeWorld uniform with his little employee card hanging around his neck. Michelle thought it was quite nice to see him in something that wasnt leather or denim. Eddie nonchalantly peered in for a second before continuing past. Steve chuckled.

"That's like the 20th time he's passed" he said. "Do you think he wants ice cream or something else?"

Robin raised a brow. "What else could we possibly give that's not ice cream?"

Steve threw his arms up in the air. "Hello? This is an obvious 'Mark Davies' situation."

Michelle flicked a peanut at Steves face. "Dont name it after Mark."

Steve waved his hand dismissively. "Well its true. Hes probably walking past because he wants to talk to one of us, but he doesnt have the balls to actually do it."

"Do you do that?"

Steve rolled his eyes at Michelle. "No, I dont do that." Robin chuckled as he narrowed his eyes at her. "I just know what goes on inside a guys head." He tapped his temple as he looked between the two girls. Michelle raised an eyebrow at him. "Next time he walks past, we'll figure out who it is."

They all stationed themselves in clear view of the door. Michelle was cleaning the ice cream cabinet, trying to make it seem like she was doing something. Robin cleared her throat behind her and Michelle's eyes flickered up to the door. Eddie strolled past the door, humming a recognisable Kiss song in a low rumble. When he peeked in that time, his eyes travelled right to Michelles. She smiled and lifted her fingers up in a wave. Eddie looked a little taken aback, before grinning like an idiot and bumping into someone who was walking the other way.

"Ok I see, its Michelle," Steve murmured from the window. He twiddled his thumbs together. "So do you think this is actually a Mark Davies situation? Cause I can—"

"Oh stop being so dramatic," Michelle said, her muscles still not having relaxed from the smile. She stayed facing the ice cream so that Steve wouldnt see her expression.

"Well if he comes in, Im keeping an eye on him."

"He's not going to come in—"

The bell above the front door rang and they all whipped their heads around to see Eddie strolling up to the counter. Although, his stroll was more of an awkward shuffling. He was looking everywhere as if he was scared of the store.

"Hi Eddie," Michelle greeted. She'd talked to him a few times in the past, so they werent total strangers.

Eddies eyes shot towards where Michelle was standing. They glanced behind her, where Michelle could hear Robin chuckling quietly, before looking back at her sheepishly.

"Oh hey Michelle," Eddie said. "I didnt know you worked here."

Michelle smiled at him as if she hadnt just seen him walk past earlier. "Yeah. Its just a job for the summer. I see youve got one of those too."

Eddie noticed Michelle eyeing his uniform and looked down. "Oh this? Yeah, my old man, er, said a job at the new mall would be a good idea. TapeWorlds actually right above your store."

"Cool," Michelle said, leaning on the counter. "Maybe I'll come visit on one of my breaks."

Eddies face immediately broke out into a smile, before dropping as if he hadnt meant to let it show. "I could give you some recommendations too… If you want."

"Would you recommend something like Kiss?"

Eddies face reddened slightly. "You uh… you know Kiss?"

"Yeah, I heard you humming Calling Dr. Love earlier actually. Thats my favourite Kiss song."

"Really? Me too…" Eddies tone was distant as if he were daydreaming. Then he glanced at the hand Michelle had placed atop the ice cream cabinet. "Oh right, this is an ice cream store, Im here for ice cream. Got any good recommendations sailor?"

Michelle grimaced, feeling heat rising to her cheeks as she quickly snatched her sailors hat off. "Uh, nougat. Thats what I'd pick anyway."

"Nougat it is."

Michelle grabbed a cup and her scoop from the pocket in her uniform, taking care to give Eddie a larger scoop than normal. She gestured out to the toppings that lay on top of the ice cream cabinet. In the end, Eddie had caramel sauce and MnMs drizzled over too. He slid a note onto the counter and Michelle shook her head.

"Oh, no, no, this is a free sample," Michelle said. "Customers first ice cream is always free."

Eddie smiled lopsidedly and picked his tiny spoon up. "Biggest sample Ive ever seen."

Michelle smiled as Eddies eyes drifted down to his wristwatch. His eyes widened a little. "Welp, duty calls. My breaks nearly over and I'll get my ass flamed if Im not on time."

"Thats fine," Michelle chuckled. "Feel free to come get more samples Munson."

He nodded and made his way out of the parlour. "See ya Henderson!"

Michelle watched him walk off around the corner when she heard a mischevious laugh from behind her. She turned to see Robin and Steve peeking their heads back through the window. Robin looked amused while Steve was disgusted.

"What?" Michelle said.

"I heard you humming Dr. Love earlier. Thats my favourite Kiss song," Robin said in a high falsetto, clasping her hands together like she was some love-struck schoolgirl.

Michelle rolled her eyes. "I do not sound like that."

"You do however sound like a flirt with Eddie Munson."

"Its not like that."

Steve frowned. "Out of all the people I have to watch you flirt with, you pick Eddie 'The Freak' Munson?"

"Don't call him that," Michelle said, "he's actually really nice."

"Yeah, yeah whatever," Steve waved his hand. "God, he might've been worse than Davies."

"What? Eddie was cool."

Steve rolled his eyes and slunk off back to the stockroom while Robin had a smirk on her face. "I bet hes jealous you would get a 'You Rule' mark."

"Please put one up just to mess with him."

Robin bowed dramatically. "As you wish my liege."

taglist: @snapefiction

#stranger things #stranger things oc #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson x henderson!reader #michelle henderson #machete #my fics #best friend!steve harrington

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the-owl-tree · 8 months

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i think the reason shellheart gets passed around as Best Warriors Parent a lot is primarily because of that scene where he told his son that him fighting with rainflower wasnt his fault. its something a lot of people with argumentative caretakers will latch on to, and it was a surprisingly thoughtful thing for them to write in when usually the writers are so… bad at it (which is also why it stuck out).

that being said, shellheart being put above cats like brambleberry and echosnout is weird to me, and definitely feels like the fandom and writer misogyny at work. ESPECIALLY when you compare it brightflower asking a directed question and being temporarily PUT IN HELL for it and crucified.p by the fandom for it. i literally saw somebody call YELLOWFANG a bad mom. yknow, the woman being abused and seperaed from her child against her will who felt like her heart was shattering fiving him up and tried to support him even when raggedstar was getting between her and her son. this fandom judges moms WAY harded than dads and if shellheart was a woman people would be calling him mid

Oh he definitely has his cute moments! But you know, you're meant to like Shellheart. He's likeable by design, he's got a few cute moments to be the Good Parent in comparison to Rainflower (not that that's like a difficult task. anyone showing Crooked some Basic Decency is gonna like a saint compared to Rain-let's-involve-the-entire-clan-in-my-abuse-flower). think bonefall said it best in this post. What does the book spend time on instead? when do these scenes happen? Why are they so rare? And so on and so on.

#who is being mean to yellowfang though #yellowfang's secret is just a miserable slog how do u come out of it thinking yellowfang needs to atone for whatever happened with broken-#and ragged like hello??#i have no strong thoughts on brightflower #because i read that se once and went god. im not having an enjoyable reading experience lmao

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shinkaishoujo103 · 10 months

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smiles. leo for the ask game!

Oh you. You. You think youre so funny huh. "JUST KIDDING" I DONT CARE! YOURE ALL GONNA BE SUBJECTED TO MY LEO RAMBLING NOW! Never ever enable me even if its a joke. Never ever. If anyone wants someone to blame for whats gonna happen next, blame ashe :3c /j

(im also gonna reply to your other ask with naru later on dw!!)

(ask game here!)

First impression

Okay, my VERY /FIRST/ impression of leo was very. Not accurate to who he actually is at all BECAUSE all i knew when i learned about leo is that something bad happened to him ("because of eichi" i quote, thats what i read, i know it wasnt totally eichis fault, i know)

So i kind of. Ended up having an idea of How leo is Before Even Correctly Meeting Him

And how i thought he was? Absolutely not like he actually was! I thought he would be more...calm? in a cool way? and more mysterious

Actually, it helped a lot that shortly before, i knew of another leo who was kinda like that

But anyway, later on, i ACTUALLY met leo in !! Era main story and would the masses believe me my very first thought upon meeting him was "oh he's actually a weirdo"

...hits past me with the metal pipe You Fool. You Absolute Fool. Oh You Did Not Know What Was Coming For You Next At ALL

But its oki! Because with time i actually started appreciating leo more, thinking he was funny! Then it came...

(know that at the time i only knew leos bad past as "eichi did something bad to him")

...the moment i wanted to learn more about leo.

My downfall.

At first, i planned to read rebellion, but at the beginning of it i realized it was basically the knights story who got adapted in the anime, so i just decided to skip that and...

...checkmate. (in an emotional voice)

I. Decided to read checkmate.

My absolute downfall.

Anyway, while reading checkmate, it made me appreciate leo, sena, izuleo (heck i didnt even know about them until checkmate), and knights more, until...

(ough, i really was a newbie here, you can tell. Also my old typing kinda makes me cringe ngl)

Until the angst hit me.

Checkmate inflicted me so much emotional damage it changed my brain chemistry forever and ever and here i am now 👍

God i even remember explaining the leo angst to laly </3

But anyway, after that, i decided to read more stories about knights and leo!

I think in this order it wasss rebellion (yes ended up reading it anyway, newfound knights obsession was too strong) -> horror night halloween -> requiem -> a dark night's passing (df debut, ik! But theres some leo in it!!) -> next door

(also read setsubun festival in between all that, fun! /s)

And then slowly but surely...i became the insane & crazy leo & izuleo obsessed knightsP i am today

...this is only first impression and its already so long. you are all in for a ride.

Current impression

...how even am i supposed to express in words how much he means to me? He's my sunshine, my light, my sun, my star, my world, my universe, my galaxy, my everything...is this going too far? But he genuinely means everything to me

Surprisingly i dont think this part will be long, because i genuinely struggle putting in words what i feel about him, because its So much. What i said above resumes it pretty well honestly? He's my everything, literally. He lives rent free in my head, and he WONT GET OUT!!! I cannot stop thinking about him, i have so many thoughts about this little dude, that often i end up rambling, and i very often keep bringing him up everywhere even if its unrelated, i think you can all confirm! I get excited and happy about literally anything about him, like when he's brought up, and all and all. His silly and funny moments never fail to make me smile, to make me laugh, and would it be a bit cheesy of me to say i genuinely find him handsome...?

He's such a comfort character to me, too. I actually look up to/admire him a lot...because i relate a LOT with his depression. Which just makes his story of healing even more beautiful to me...and it gives me hope, that maybe one day, i would be able to fully heal too

Oh...i was able to express myself a bit, in the end!

Favorite moment

...cant i just say all of them?

No because i genuinely...dont know?? I seriously love every single scene/moment we get of him, every single time i see him on the screen it makes my day??

So...im not sure what to answer??

Idea for a story

Haha...since im a huuge leo yume, you are alll gonna get attacked with that one leo x reader fic idea i have~~ (that ill never write)

Basically, when leo went depressive, he did not only lock himself away in his room, but also ended up running away...to either the other end of his town, or another nearby town, just somewhere far enough but not too much as to be impossible (a place possible to go by bus, tram, or train...)

As he ended up roaming aimlessly in the streets, it started raining, but he didnt feel like sheltering himself (where could he go anyway?), so he just sat down under a tree and...well...had a breakdown

Meanwhile, we have our dear mc, who's around leos age but already live alone in an apartment due to shitty parents...i actually made up a whole backstory for them, and they definitely didnt have the best childhood...but it has purpose to the storys meaning, promise!!

Anyway, at that time, mc was ofc outside, heading back home after buying some groceries, when they see leo...the general idea of their personality is that theyre not the most sociable person, but still had a good heart (all ties back to their backstory), so after biiit of hesitating, they went to see how leo was doing

Obviously, bad, he was even biting his hand yet again...and mc, seeing that, well was ofc /very/ concerned. They asked a bit about leo, what he was doing there outside the rain, and that he should go home unless he got sick, but leo didnt really feel like replying...

So mc decided to take leo home with them, and take care of him a bit, because thats what someone else who was close to the mc (that they admired, too) would've done <3

They made leo a nice warm bath, and some nice warm chocolate, and gave leo some temporary new clothes from their dad (that were probably a bit too big) while his own were drying, and all and all~ mc is actually very caring beside being mostly a loner

Mc and leo ended up talking a bit, though leo still not saying much, and it was decided leo would stay in for the night since it was getting late, and his home was too far away

Except...leo ends up staying longer than expected...because he absolutely /didnt/ wanna go home just yet...

And thus, start a story about two broken young people who learn to love once again together...a story of healing...thats what i want it to be :3c

I didnt put all the details, or else it would be too much, but thats pretty much the gist of it! I would love to actually write something about, but dont have a good enough plot, eueueue....

...can you tell i just wish that i couldve been there when leo needed someone the most?

Unpopular opinion

Gonna try to elaborate 🫶

By Something i meant he was actually an ass. A little bitch. An asshole. But it was because he just came back to yumenosaki!! He just got out of his trauma, and was still hurting from it!! But i feel like most people tend to forget, or not even know about that side of leo, because we now see the more wholesome side of him since he fully healed now??

But he wasn't always just a ray of sunshine. Heck, in war era, yes he was definitely a victim, but why? Because the other students ended up hating him. Why? Because knights would always crush their opponents in dreamfes. Why? Because, yes, leo is definitely naturally talented, a genius, of course he would easily win, but he was also crushing those people on Purpose. He /was/ being Aggressive /on purpose/ in war era, because he was fighting for senas dreams

But anyway...basically, what i meant, is that leo can be a little aggressive bitch sometimes

Favorite relationship

I think we all know the answer already. Come on. Its soso obvious. Do i even need to say it. Okay i will anyway.

✨Izuleo✨

What a surprise! Nobody expected this! /s

Favorite headcanon

Okay, i have a lot, but the first that come to mind is...mostly a joke hc? But ill share it anyway

Basically, leo is a big danganronpa fan, and saiouma are his absolute otp (me projecting? absolutely not) and like. eventually he starts writing songs inspired by dr and one day sena comes up to him and is like "hey, why're your songs recently so...idk...creepy?? kinda??" "wha? no! theyre not creepy!! theyre just inspired from that one franchise, danganronpa~!"

+ other old funnies i came up with,,, (WARNING, VERY HEAVY DANGANRONPA SPOILERS!)

BUT ACTUALLY!!! I have another, less jokey hc to share...since its leo he gets to have me share two hcs

I like to imagine he's very passionate about space! Mostly because he believes in aliens and stuff, but i also just believe...it would fit? Idk, i just can really see him loving space and all

#saku mail #from ashe #IM SO SORRY FOR THE SUDDEN LATE JUMPSCARE #ITS JUST I FIRST GOT THIS ASK LATE AT NIGHT YESTERDAY #SO LIKE. BRAIN ENDED UP BEING TOO EEPY TO FINISH THOS #THIS*#SO I POSTPONED TO THE NEXT DAY AKA TODAY #now i still need to do it with naru...godspeed saku;#anyway...this ended up being Way Too Long and i do not regret a single bit! thats what happens when you enable me.#you brought this upon yourself and everyone else ashe :3c

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ranger-kellyn · 2 years

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The details are already fading, but I was having the wildest Purah/Robbie Jurassic Park dream.

Surprisingly, the dinos all getting out and causing chaos WASNT either of their faults, but they were the ones who were determined to save the day.

There was this HUGE dinosaur that could camouflage (was that Jurassic World? I’ve never actually seen the movies lol) and it was sentient enough to know it wanted revenge on the person that created it.

Lots of brightly colored, feathered raptors that everyone was riding around on to get away from the big camo dino

Something about Purah punching a guy and Robbie being very happy about that lmaO (I’m thinking he was the guy responsible for everything and I think Purah was originally involved with him?? And so like. Betrayal in two ways)

But my cat woke me up before I could have any resolution to the dream >:(

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willowedwisteria · 2 years

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oh lord im so fecking sorry for my friend that pulled an essay on you- i didnt know they would add some stuff about the past events until i found out today.

but ig its time ill tell the truth, and its a stupid one honestly. im currently under the weather and starving so i might write a bit shorter than usual.

so, uh. the reason why i was avoiding yall back then, was because- uh-

i felt like i was the last resort, you know, the third, fourth, fifth wheeler in a friend group. this wasnt the first i’ve experienced it. i know i speak a lot and tend to interrupt (truly sorry for that), and sometimes i was told to talk less or just be quiet.

i was also told that i always interrupt every conversation when a common interest was mentioned irl.

i already mentioned it in my blog but im going to say it again, i honestly felt like i have to please everyone on the discord server, that i have to play my cards right to please the many interests of everyone there.

dont get me wrong, i love feeding all of you fics about your fav(maybe slander them in the process too), but over time it felt like i was working hard just for recognition that “hey, im here. i still exist.”

again, this wasnt the first time i’ve experienced this. heck, i wrote like 2-3 fics just for gaile (one of them is diluc), like i was tryna impress for whatever reason. and honestly? i regret feeding gaile now. i dont hate gaile, i just regret writing fics for them.

and yes, im sensitive, i tend to get jealous of petty things, ill admit that. but i try to reason myself that “your moots have lives outside of tumblr, Hana. Of course they won’t notice your work/message/etc.”

honestly sound like im guilt tripping but im genuinely not.

i hated that i have to please people even on the internet, as if i was born to make everyone around me happy, forever making me an afterthought.

like that time where i send out a message that it was also my birthday but was met with silence, so i quickly deleted it out of embarrassment. (gunter and i shared the same birthday, surprisingly.)

and yes, i regret send that ask to you. i really do. sagau villain au has gotten way too stale here, another major reason why i regretted that. and yes it was supposed to be what my friend previously said, but i didnt expect it to blow up and it to become your au.

i often get attacked whenever i mentioned that i was the reason it blew up, but thats selfish of me, i shouldve kept my mouth shut. ahh yes, the good times where my tumblr blogs were too dangerous for me and my former followers. hah

ah flip, i got sidetracked haha. im not seeking for forgiveness, nor am i asking to interact with my former moots again. i came here to tell the truth.

a petty, childish truth.

but we all have flaws no matter how well we hide it.

im under the weather, family and childhood has messed me up, and honestly i feel like ending it all sometimes one way or another.

however, if you do want to interact with me again, feel free to tag me, even if i dont respond much. i wont respond at all if its in pms, im too awkward for that. you can decide whether you want to publish this ask or not, i dont mind.

-Hana

I have no right to say that I can truly understand how you feel since I didn't go through what you had to painfully experience, but I can say that I relate to it.

But, let's not talk about me right now.

You don't have to apologize, it was partially my fault. Your friend must have brought it up to me because I needed to at least know.

If avoiding us was your last resort, then I and I hope the rest of your old mutuals respect your decision. Tumblr may not have a place for you, but you definitely will always have a special seat in my blog.

You've been so strong after facing so much unnecessary hate. If you've experienced such hurtful comments about you supposedly interrupting someone else, unintentionally or not, I can kind of see why this was your last resort.

Recognition, fame, to not be forgotten. I don't know how to console or help you, but I'm glad you decided to take the time off of Tumblr. This is an unhealthy mindset.

If you look back into my blog, I also felt jealous of things such as notes and stuff. I felt insecure because my fics weren't doing well and I thought my writing had become terrible. I was insecure. I think you went through something similar.

You don't have to call yourself sensitive because many people also surprisingly feel this way as well. It's a valid and plausible thing, but it's also very unhealthy. Tumblr was just supposed to be this place to interact and have fun, and take a break from life.

I really wish I got to know more about you and bond with you. You seem like a wonderful person. However, for now, I don't think you'd need that.

Again, I'm so sorry for the trouble. That one mistake of mine escalated so much. We might not know each other that well, and nor do your old mutuals, but I'm sure many did miss you.

Thank you for your time here and for being here.

Thank you for the truth, Hana.

#Wisteriamutual

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perap · 3 years

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new pokemon snaps been fun so far!

#didnt wanna drop 60 bucks on snap i dont care about it that much #i mean if i watched a lets play of it there a 100% chance that would make me want it #(it happened w super mystery dungeon when that came out)#but i got automobile theft game on sale #its SO funny. this game is so funny.#yes there is a man laying in the road in the bottom row middle image.#surprisingly that wasnt my fault #game: hey u should go beat up some people #me: hold on guys wait i gotta take a picture of this cute dog wait a minute guys hold on just a secon-

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catboyhdb · 4 years

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OH MY GOD. i was walking around the store im abt to interview at and when i left (i was making sure i knew where the service desk was) i was like. "do u need to check my bag?" AND IT WAS WIDE OPEN..... FUCK!!!!!!!!!!! im such a dickhead aixbwixhwoxbsis

#my things #it wasnt my fault bc my bag is shit but god i feel like the biggest tool in the plaza rn #surprisingly im not THAT anxious abt it but i still. am a dickhead #and i have 2 go back in like... 30 mins? to ask abt the interviewwwww AAAAA

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joejoeba · 2 years

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can I hear your thoughts on the nijimura brothers? your drawing of keicho holding okuyasu pierced by the arrow really got to me ;-; feelings about them are extra sad because I'm on a diu rewatch right now and the latest episode I watched was in the nijimura brothers arc

YES PLEASE so many thoughts

Warning though it's a little bleak? And these are just my personal feelings because of my own personal experiences, so they might not be for everyone but they ARE for me.

(Content warning: gonna be mentioning abuse in this one)

You can put up with and get used to just the damndest things when it's what you know best, and what's unknown is unstable and scary, and rocking the boat means things might get worse before they get better. I think Nijimura brothers were codependent and very toxic for each other, even though they definitely loved each other. Family is like that sometimes.

But they're like, not as codependent as they themselves think. The consensus between them is that Okuyasu needs Keicho, and he did when they were kids, but in my opinion it's the other way around by the time they're introduced.

Okuyasu is like, surprisingly well adjusted and responsible after Keicho's death, although he's definitely sensitive about it for a long time after. As far as we know, he manages to live alone and take care of his father and cat as well as himself, and he was pretty quick to go back to school and (deliberately??) get himself a social net. He puts his lottery money into savings, and he sucks at school but he DOES go most days if not every day. For a 16 year old with no family but his amnesiac mutated dad, he is....doing great??

Keicho was, for a lack of better language, a little off his rocker by the end? Shooting people with the arrow willy nilly, not caring if people died, not even caring if Okuyasu got mortally wounded. He was definitely Okuyasu's rock at the start, but I think with time, it just wore him down to the marrow. Trying to be a shield from abuse for your brother, raising him / helping his upbringing, being in foster homes / taking care of yourself and a younger kid will do that to a guy. The cycle of abuse and whatnot; I mean shit they were tiny kids when their father started abusing them, that's horrible! ...but amnesiac mutated dad Nijimura cant speak, can't defend himself.... Keicho's violence is also horrible. And Okuyasu was a witness to all of it.

Imagine if you knew, from experience, that your brother-guardian is capable of intense cruelty and murder, seeing it happen often, being ordered to help with it. (Keicho routinely beat their father, shot and maybe killed people with the arrow, told Okuyasu he didn't deserve to live if he didn't perform properly.) Okuyasu did as Keicho told him and even refused to sell his brother out to Josuke after being mortally wounded by him. Imagine knowing that and believing 100% that you deserve whatever happens to you, at your brother's hands or not, and -importantly- loving him with your whole heart anyway. That's fuckin heartbreaking, man.

Okuyasu basically deals with various degrees of abuse for most of his life, and Keicho is his only constant. Keicho loves and provides for him, but Keicho also seems to hate him. Keicho protects and guides him, but Okuyasu has seen and felt what happens when Keicho decides he doesn't care about you.

But the same goes for Keicho. He's had to pull out every coping mechanism to try and make life work for the both of them, and no one taught him how. I often think about it like... yeah, Keicho was cruel and distant, because that was all he knew. He didn't have a big brother to look out for him, just himself and his little brother that he had to take care of. I remember being irritated at my little brother when I had to babysit him often, and that wasnt even his fault at all. Imagine how mad you would be at everyone and everything if you were put into Keicho's shoes. Some days, even when they didn't get along, Okuyasu might've been the only sunshine in Keicho's life. And with how controlling he is and how much he DOES love his little brother, he probably wanted to hang onto that, even when it was hurting both of them, or it meant stunting Okuyasu's ability to be on his own (probably indirectly). Because Keicho needs him to stay.

I think that's basically how things ended up progressing: Keicho was incredibly stressed out from taking care of his brother and father - I think maybe he started out actually caring for Dad Nijimura, but grew into just wanting him dead. No one has ever come through for him, he feels alone and against the world, his brother can't take care of himself and doesn't pull his own weight- Keicho has gone past being angry to just being apathetic and disgusted with his world.

And it's not that Okuyasu can't take care of himself or won't pull his own weight, but he's so firmly under Keicho's thumb he doesn't really try. Keicho is the one in charge and Okuyasu does as he's told, that's how it's always been and that's that. He knows talking back and trying to change things just makes Keicho angry, which is bad, and Keicho tells him frequently how Okuyasu is hopeless without him, so its must be true- things are just easier this way.

They both fall into this stagnant way of living because it has worked for them so far and they need some kind of outside influence for change to happen.

And by the end, we're told that Keicho did, despite everything, love Okuyasu back. So much he'd die for him. But he was too proud and jaded to live for him instead, which is what Okuyasu would have wanted.

Wanted, not needed, because what Okuyasu needed was support and affection, not orders and tough love. When Josuke comes along, Okuyasu finally gets what he needed, and he flourishes. He's a good person, he's happy, he has very dear friends who encourage and support him, and he has Josuke, and Okuyasu would die for him for sure but more importantly he decided to live for him, and that means living without Keicho. And it was the right decision to make.

#Okuyasu nijimura #Keicho nijimura #I have FEELINGS #Unfortunately I can relate to some of the Nijimura story and that is why I have many Thoughts #I'm not exactly a Keicho fan but I think it's a complicated thing #Uuuh yeah. Toxic family rep!

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