#this is longer than i thought it would be 💀 i was just talking stupid filler shit in between 😭😭😭

[lordprettyflackotara]

if looks could kill || Colby Brock

smut, 18+, minors dni. tw: hate fucking? very angsty smut? some gagging shit too. ngl i got mad angsty towards the end so my bad guys💀

You had some fucking nerve.

As soon as Colby made out your small figure in the sea of everlasting dancing bodies, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.

He hated the effect you had on him, your smile practically illuminating the room.

It had been four months since you both had broken up, your relationship ending in pure hatred for one another.

He had cheated on you. You cheated on him.

Sam constantly referred to you both as the match from hell.

Colby had purposefully ignored all of that, avoiding you like you were the black plague.

Yet here you stood, boldly and proudly standing at his and Sam’s celebration party.

You were most certainly not invited. As Colby eyed you over his red solo cup, he wondered if he should publicly humiliate you by having security escort you out.

He glanced over at his best friend, Sam, who was laughing at a joke someone was telling him.

Colby sighed as he realized he couldn’t make this about him or you. Sam deserved a celebration.

He couldn’t allow either of you to be the center of attention. And you were wearing such a short dress Colby almost caught a glimpse of your panties.

The brunette excused himself, throwing his empty red solo cup in a random direction. The taste of straight liquor burned his throat, but the flames of his distaste for you were far more engulfing than alcohol could ever be.

You were at the drink table, pouring yourself a shot. Colby towered over you as he forced himself by your side, leaning down to talk in your ear.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?” He hissed. You shrugged nonchalantly, setting the bottle of alcohol back down on the table.

“This is supposed to be the party of the year, you’d be stupid to think I wouldn’t come,” You replied. You tried to play it cool as you downed the shot, Colby’s hardened gaze not leaving your face. “Besides, I still support Sammy. He deserves all of this and more,” You say. Colby annoyedly looks around, ensuring that Sam’s attention was still on the group he was talking to previously.

“If you actually cared about Sam you wouldn’t be here. We’re a package deal, you know that,” Colby argued. You crossed your arms, staring up at your ex lover. His brunette hair had grown out just a little bit more, his jawline just a tad more defined than the last time you had really looked at him.

“You’re not one in the bedroom,” You replied, causing Colby to snap. You knew the mere thought got under Colby’s skin, every single time. He took a step towards you, staring down at you. “He would never fuck you, get that sick thought out of your head,” Colby growled.

You giggled playfully as you leaned forward, twirling his black tie around in your hand. “You didn’t have a problem with the idea when we were together. What was that you wanted to try? Him fucking me and you watching?” You asked innocently.

That was it.

Colby hastily grabbed your wrist, leading you through the endless waves of people. His grip was harsh and his pace was fast, causing you to almost stumble behind him in your heels. He led you to the closest bathroom, practically throwing you inside. The brunette locked the door behind the both of you, before shoving you against the bathroom door.

“Get it through your thick skull. You’re not welcome here. Sam’s not going to fuck you. Whatever stunt you’re trying to pull isn’t going to work,” Colby said firmly. You never failed to frustrate him, your eyes looking up into his curiously. He took the brief moment to study your face in the odd yellow lighting. Your eyelashes were longer, your lips slightly more plump.

Why were you so difficult?

Colby stepped away hesitantly, allowing you to stand up straight. You brushed off your dress, standing still.

“Why are you still here? Didnt you hear me? Sam’s not going to fuck you-” Colby snarled. You took a step closer to him, yanking him towards you by grabbing his tie. You wrapped your hand in the lacey material, causing Colby’s breath to hitch. Your faces were an inch apart at most, Colby’s cheeks turning the lightest shade of pink.

“You never said you wouldn’t fuck me though,” You purred. Colby eyed you carefully, searching your face for any signs of sarcasm or future torment. You were serious, your grip on Colby’s tie not loosening. Colby stood up straight for a moment, forcing himself away from you.

You were so tempting. His eyes scanned your body, soaking in every curve and inch of your soft skin. Truth was, as much as Colby hated you, he couldn’t find it within himself to get over you. You were like a drug addiction. He found himself trying other drugs to soothe over his lust for you, but those women never satisfied him the way you could.

The way you challenged him. The way you would eventually crumble and fully submit to him. You willingly became his fuck doll in the end, your cunt taking his cock better than any other woman could. Colby licked his lips, unsure if he should take a bite of the forbidden fruit.

“Thats what you came here for, wasn’t it?” He asked you. Your innocent act faded, your eyes darkening as you placed your hands on Colby’s shoulders. “I would’ve taken Sam, but no one is as good as you,” You confessed. Colby bit the inside of his cheek, before his resistance finally faded.

Fuck it.

His lips found yours before you could take another breath. Colby’s lips were as needy as yours, his large hands slithering down your body. Your body was pushed back on the bathroom door, a gasp escaping your lips as Colby devoured the sound. “You’re so filthy. Coming here dressed like that for everyone to see,” Colby panted. His nimble fingers found the zipper to your dress, yanking it down as his tongue found its way into your mouth.

You groaned as his hands grabbed the flesh of your ass, his grip almost bruising. “Says the one dressed in a suit and tie. Did you honestly believe you’d take another bitch home? Some blonde girl that would let you put your tie in her mouth as a gag?” You replied mockingly. Colby smacked your ass, your arguing lighting a fire under him.

This.

This right here is what Colby missed the absolute most.

This was what ignited the flame in his relationship with you, but also diminished it.

Your smart ass mouth.

In a swift motion he yanked off his tie, glaring down at you.

“Open your fucking mouth. I’ve had enough of you talking,” Colby growled. You obeyed him mockingly, flattening out your tongue and opening your mouth for him. For a brief moment the idea of face fucking you into oblivion crossed his mind, but it quickly faded. He didn’t want to use you, he wanted to feel you.

Colby shoved his wadded up tie into your mouth, relishing in the sight of you gagging just ever so slightly.

He began kissing down your neck, unclasping your bra and tossing it aside into the sink. Colby smirked into your skin as he began to suck hickies into your tender skin, your moans muffled by the gag. “Gotta remind you who you belong to,” Colby muttered, littering your skin with bright purple and brown marks. He huffed as he lowered himself down further, his cock growing harder by the minute.

Your small hands found his hair as he kissed your breast, maintaining eye contact with you as he did so. His eyes were an endless sea of lust that you were going to drown in. He took your left nipple into his mouth, your muffled groans music to his ears. Your bud hardened in his mouth, the sensation making your eyes flutter shut.

Colby cupped your pussy, teasingly rubbing your folds. He released your breast with a pop, a ring of saliva coating your stimulated nipple. “If you don’t look at me, I stop. You understand?” Colby asked. You forced yourself to open your eyes, to swim above the high waters of lust that were rising. You nodded, looking down at the brunette man as he fully settled onto his knees.

He examined your lacey black panties, smirking.

“You wore my favorite set for me? You really are my personal whore,” Colby snickered. He yanked down your panties in a swift motion, your cunt practically dripping. You spread your legs, giving Colby more access as you tugged lightly at his hair.

“Such a pretty pussy,” Colby murmured, leaning forward. His fanned his hot breath over you teasingly, enjoying watching you squirm. You audibly whimpered, the sound muffled by his tie. Teasingly he kitten licked right over your clit, causing you to buck your hips involuntarily.

“Needy aren’t we?”

Colby’s hands gripped your thighs, before licking a stripe up your cunt. You moaned his name into the gag, your eyes never straying his. Colby’s mouth and tongue were relentless, assaulting your clit and sucking your juices like his life depended on it. He could feel his cock twitch in his trousers, your taste causing him to go feral.

He brought two fingers to your aching cunt, slowly pushing them into your entrance. You tugged at his hair, causing him to quietly groan as he pushed his digits inside of you. Your walls were squeezing around him, desperate for release. “This is when you look your prettiest. Your body begging for me like this,” Colby told you, his eyes wondering down to your cunt.

He curled his fingers inside of you, hitting that sweet spot you like hit most. You moaned loudly into the gag, your sinful noises giving Colby a bigger ego by the moment. That was another thing he adored about you, your ability to involuntarily make him feel like the luckiest man alive.

Colby began finger fucking you quickly, your body beginning to tremble as the cord inside of you began to become tighter. He used his other hand to draw fast circles around your clit, your thighs shaking. “That’s it. Good fucking slut. You’re doing so good for me. You filthy thing,” Colby said, swallowing as he watched your thighs begin to tremble.

Fuck. You were a sight for sore eyes.

“I’m gonna cum Colbs- fuck!” You groaned, your words muffled but still coherent through the gag as your orgasm crashed over you quickly. Your thighs trembled as your walls spasmed around Colby’s fingers, the feeling alone enough to haunt his fantasies for the next month.

Colby stood up quickly, yanking the tie out of your mouth and undoing his belt. You smiled as your high began to settle down. “You’re not half bad at giving head,” You teased. The brunette shoved his pants and boxers down quickly, his hands hungrily gripping your waist. “Fucking jump,” He ordered. You did as instructed, your back flat against the bathroom door.

He couldn’t take it anymore. The taunting tone of your voice, the haunting gaze of your eyes. He needed you now.

“You’re lucky I was feeling nice, next time i’ll skip foreplay and just make you take me,” Colby muttered, coating the tip of his cock with your slick. You whimpered as he brushed against your clit, before beginning to shove himself inside of you. “There won’t be a next time asshole,” You argued weakly, your walls stretching out to accommodate Colby’s size.

Your words made Colby roll his eyes, bucking his hips into yours aggressively. You whined as his cock fully sank inside of you, his tip brushed against your cervix. “There will always be a next time. You’re stupid if you think otherwise,” Colby panted, his cock twitching as you squeezed him. He began to move, dragging you up and down on his cock.

You began to groan his name, his hand flying over your mouth. “What did I say? This party is for Sam, not you. So shut the fuck up,” Colby snarled. You bit your bottom lip as you yanked his hand away from your mouth, glaring at him as he hit your g spot. “You’re so miserable Colby. I’m going to find a nice man and settle down one day. You’re going to be the fuckboy of youtube forever. That’s your punishment for what you did to me,” You argued, your words laced with venom.

Colby pinned you flat against the door, his cock buried inside of you as his eyes searched yours for a glimpse of the old you. The one he had before you cheated on him.

“Oh yeah? Guess what your punishment is?” Colby asked mockingly. You raised your eyebrows, before he snapped his hips into yours. You moaned loudly, clamping a hand over your own mouth to keep quiet as Colby’s brutal pacing began to quicken. His hips were relentless, his stamina unfazed as he held your body up against the door.

“Your punishment is this. You feel my cock? How good it makes you feel?” Colby huffed, gripping your skin harshly. You nodded weakly, his cock abusing your cunt to Colby’s liking. “You’ll never be able to replace me. It doesn’t matter what shrimp dick fuck you end up with. You’ll always think of me. You’ll always think of this,” Colby growled. He was going feral, his hips moving on their own as he quietly groaned your name.

You gripped his shoulders, wrinkling his crisp white button up. “I hate you Colby Brock,” You replied, biting the inside of your cheek to refrain from making anymore unholy noises. Colby grinned at your insult, before watching his cock go in and out of your dripping pussy. “I hate you too sweetheart. But fuck, you take me so well,” Colby muttered. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, his cock continuing to use your cunt as it pleased.

His breath was hot as he groaned your name quietly, trying to avoid any outsiders hearing either of you. You hugged him tightly, allowing him to use you as he pleased. You loved the way his cock stretched you out mercilessly, then abusing your g spot into pure euphoria. “Colbs-” You began, trying to warn him of your oncoming orgasm. Colby gripped your flesh harder, as if he were afraid you’d disappear.

“I know baby, me too. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock,” Colby ordered weakly, his own orgasm approaching rapidly. Your body trembled as you came, your walls squeezing Colby’s cock tightly. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” Colby moaned into your skin. His thrust continued, fucking you into overstimulation as you ride out your orgasm. “Colbs, cum inside of me, fucking please,” You whined. Colby chuckled darkly as he lifted up his head.

He was proud of you in an odd way.

“I knew you were still my cumdumpster,” Colby said darkly, before bringing his lips to yours. The taste of your lips sent him over the end, his cock twitching and spilling his seed inside of you. You struggled to keep up with his needy lips, your body gone completely limp as his seed filled you. He pulled away slowly, his lust fading and usual distaste for you returning.

Colby slowly set you down, doing as he always did. He looked around, grabbing the closest hand towel and running it under the tap water. “Just breathe for me, okay?” He murmured. You did as instructed, focusing on your breathing as he wiped your overstimulated cunt. He cleaned you up, tossing the rag aside.

He handed you your bra and panties, before dressing himself quietly. It always ended this way, the two of you dressing in silence after a good fuck. You never understood why he bothered to clean you up. As you put on your dress, the brunette was quick to help you zip up the back zipper. You both were facing the mirror, the reflection showing people both of you used to be.

You gave Colby one last glance before slipping out of the bathroom, leaving the brunette alone with his thoughts.

He slipped out not long after you, the remaining guest seemingly unaware of the sinful act that had occurred moments before. He snaked his way through the smaller crowd, returning to his place beside Sam. His best friend was happy to see him, giving him a drunken smile.

“Hey dude, where’d you go? I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” Sam asked. Colby shrugged, accepting the cup of liquor Sam had passed him. “I’ve been mingling. You know how I am,” Colby lightly joked. Sam signaled for him to come closer, as if he had a secret to tell him. The blonde placed one hand on his shoulder, before quietly telling him the realization he had:

“Y/n is here. I don’t see a problem with her being here but I know you guys have a history so I thought i’d let you know,”

Colby shrugged as nonchalantly as he could, his thoughts circling around being buried in your cunt just minutes ago.

“Thats fine man. I don’t really care. Where’s she at?” He asked curiously. The brunette figured you would’ve left, having completed your goal of him fucking you. Sam pointed at you in the mist of the crowd, an influencer Colby didn’t recognize with you.

He watched as you grinded your ass against the man, his hands gripping your waist. The waist Colby’s hands were on minutes earlier. You caught Colby’s eye, sending him a flirty wink as you continued to dance with the stranger. Colby’s gaze hardened, fire dancing in his eyes of envy as he eyed the stranger.

If looks could kill, the strange man standing where Colby should’ve been would be dead.

The only thing that broke Colby’s hardened stare was Sam’s question:

“Hey dude what happened to your tie?”

#sam and colby #sam and colby smut #sam golbach #colby brock #colby brock x reader #colby brock x y/n #colby brock x you #sam golbach smut #sam golbach x colby brock #sam golbach x reader

[derangedanomaly]

how about Bad sanses x Artist male reader?

Yay! Sure thing :D

BAD SANSES X MALE!ARTIST READER

(Nightmare, Killer, Dust, Horror, Cross, Error)

Nightmare:

Nightmare was the last one to find out about your hobby, and that's just because he's too busy to notice. :(

He was about to tell you about some important mission, when he bumped into you drawing a portrait of him.

He couldn't even speak at that time, he was so... confused. But also felt prideful you were drawing him.

Definitely takes it to his room so he could stare at it longer.

"You have a great talent Y/n, such a beauty should be hanged so it could be admired by many." Himself. He was talking about himself. "Do you mind if I took it with me on the way out?"

If you answer positively, he'll just take it. No questions asked. But if you answer negatively... he'll just steal it behind your back. 💀

Look, he just really likes whatever stuff you draw, and the fact you drew him, awoken something in him. He needed to take the portrait with him! (Bro is thirsty as hell 😂)

In all seriousness though, he really admires your skills. Even though he never really says it.... The portrait you drew of him is his motivation, which he also won't admit. Since positivity doesn't do him any good....

Killer:

Loves to watch when you draw. But wait...you thought he was looking at what you're drawing? Nah.. he's looking at YOU.

In his words, he finds you more breathtaking then any artwork. But it's not like he doesn't like your drawings! He loves them, he just loves you more. ;)

He thinks your face looks really mesmerizing while you're drawing.

Sometimes likes to give you 'some tips'. (Don't listen to him, his tips are actually really bad 😨)

"Use black for shading, it's gonna look amazing! I'm speaking from experience." He's not. Literally has zero experience, just said that so he would impress you. 💀

Sometimes sneaks up on you and runs away with your art supplies. (Annoying as hell.)

Overall a pain in the ass most of the time, but he's your ass. 😂

Dust:

Admires your talent, and wants to know everything about it. 'What things do you usually draw? What type of artist are you? Can you show him some of your artwork?' he's actually so cute...

After he learned about your talent, he returned day after to your sleeping quarters, and showed you his new knowledge, about your hobby, last night.

Also gives you tips, but unlike Killer, Dust's are actually useful.

You actually learn many new things/tricks that you never knew about!

He's a total sweetheart, keeps checking on you to make sure you won't get lost in your hobby too much. He knows how easy artist's get taken lost in their artwork and don't sleep or eat.

If you'd ask him to model for you, he would in a heartbeat. But it would probably be the most boring pose ever.

Hands in his pockets and shit. 😂

Gets irritated by Killer's wrong tips, and immediately leaves the room once he starts spitting them. He just can't stand the stupid bullshit Killer says every time. 💀

Horror:

"Oh, you can draw? Can you draw food too?" Was his first question when you told him about your hobby.

He's always hovering over you when you draw, which can be nerve-wracking at times...

So to get him distracted, you suggested that he could draw with you. After thinking your question over, he decided to try it out, so he agreed.

After this, he found out that drawing with you made him relaxed....so he made it his daily activity with you!

He doesn't mind how his drawing looks like a child drew it compared to yours. He isn't really competitive when it comes to these type of things.

He just likes spending time with you ^^

Likes to ask tons of questions. (He finds your voice soothing)

Overall, he just found his excuse for spending time with you! (And a way for him to relax)

Cross:

Your hobby reminds him of Ink... which he shudders at and... avoids you for awhile. 😢

But you could always sense that he, more than once, glanced at your art.

After getting over his emo sappy phase, he finds the courage to talk to you again.

Wants to compliment you so bad, because it actually looks great, but he's just...shy.

He doesn't know much about your hobby, so he won't give much tips. But if you ask him for an honest opinion, then you can count on that!

He's just a sweet little guy 🥰

Error:

His immediate response to your hobby is just: "Oh great...another Ink!"

He isn't exactly 'thrilled' about it. But he doesn't mind it, as long as you don't bond with Ink over it. (Jealous)

Doesn't know much when it comes to creation, but he likes to knit next to you while you draw. It brings you two closer! ^^

Definitely defends you though when someone insults your artwork. Deems that it's just cause you both enjoy artistic hobbies. (Knitting and drawing) but he's really just a big fan of you and your awesome abilities!

If you need any art supplies, they would already be waiting for you on your desk by tomorrow morning. (Stole them from Ink 💀)

Doesn't like it when you're being pessimistic about your skills. He thinks you're awesome as hell!! Why're you bringing yourself down?

He's overall just happy to be able to peacefully enjoy his hobby next to someone he can trust. (Cutie patootie ❤️❤️)

#sans undertale #sans x reader #undertale #undertale fandom #cross sans x reader #dust sans x reader #nightmare sans x reader #error sans x reader #horror sans x reader #killer sans x reader

[issacballsac]

“Being Apart of The Sk8 Crew„

Just rewatched Sk8 the infinity and now I wish I had friends so ! Gn reader

Joe | “I wanna marry your abs!”

Y’all would meet your first time at S

Obviously you’d be amazed by his skating and even if u don’t like men he’s hot as hell bro don’t lie

One of two things happens

You A. Run up to him and ask abt his skating techniques and such

Or B. He actually walks up to you to talk about your skating(only if ur good ofc💀)

He’s such a dad

If you’re younger than him he’s constantly trying to sound smart/give you wisdom

Sometimes it’s solid advice the other times it’s pure nonsense

If you like to cook/want to learn he’ll happily teach you

If not he’ll settle for a new taste tester

He would def make jokes all the time

Some genuinely funny

He expects you to laugh at all of them even if it wasn’t funny

He’d appreciate it if you didn’t cock block him like everyone else

Despite being quick to take off his shirt he’s very fashionable and takes pride in his looks obviously

If you ever needed fashion advice best go to him!

He’s a pretty laid back guy so you wouldn’t get into arguments often

Would love to skate everywhere but he’s like…got a job and responsibilities so..

Still a great dad friend to have

Honestly would care and worry over you if you got into some dumb shit so don’t do anything stupid and he won’t worry

Joe for the win🗣️‼️

Cherry/Kaoru | A.I. Advancement

You’d meet when he paid a visit to Joe’s restaurant

Ofc you knew of him bc he’s popular but you never MET Kaoru

You def walked in on their date arguing

It was so awkward u were jus like:🧍‍♂️

“Is this a bad time time to visit you?”

“Hey! Kaoru this is [ ], the kid I was talking about.”

“What a peculiar child to willingly hang around you.”

“Whatever you say, Pinky.”

He’s kinda weird with his whole AI stuff but other than that a great friend

Makes snarky comments with you

Unless ur too nice to make snide remarks

Constantly complains abt the angle of your turns

Unironically would show up at your parent teacher conferences(if you’re still in the lower schooling ofc)

Would never admit it but he loves each of his friends and would be genuinely concerned if anything happened

Shadow | Petty Clown

Oh when y’all met you wanted to throw hands

I imagine something similar to his introduction with Reki

Bro straight up threw an explosive in your face???(smoke bomb maybe but still)

He may be petty but you’re pettier(is that even a word?💀)

You found out he worked at a flower shop bc lets be FR he doesn’t look much different outside of S

Lil arguments here lil threats there and you leave with a nice assortment of flowers

Bro side eyes you EVERYTIME y’all cross paths at S😭

After the whole gang is assembled y’all no longer act this way towards one another

Bros the only responsible adult of this group

He def did your makeup once and you broke out the next day💀

“Are you sure you know what you’re doin’?”

“Trust me, kid.”

“I don’t know why but I don’t.”

You try and help him with his relationship endeavors but it never works out😭

He’ll go to the gym with you if you don’t wanna go alone

Gym bros‼️🗣️

Miya | Catty Child

This fucker

Y’all are quite the duo

Annoying ass mfs whenever and wherever you go

If you have any sort of pet it’s his pet now

Bros the animal whisperer

He’d have to be interested in your skating for y’all to become friends

So pretend ur decent or even amazing; however big ur delusion allows itself to be🫡

He’s smart but would invite you somewhere under the premise of studying just to goof around

If he needs a second player for his game bro is gonna drag your ass so y’all can play

Goes shopping with you just to complain about how everything is ugly in the stores

“That’s not cute, who thought selling this was a good idea?”

“Bitch—if you’re going to be negative the whole time go home‼️”

Reki | Redheaded Menace

If you thought you + Miya was a devious duo just imagine you and Reki

Y’all would prob meet second after you and Joe met

Bc he works at a skate shop

And you need skating stuff(you can tell I’m not a skater💀)

If you’re just a good skater and don’t know actual science and shit behind it he’s constantly telling you about it like you care

You guys cruise around together for fun

He made your current board and you’ll never get another one that’s not from him

You teach him any and all tricks/skills you know

Probably took you to his house to give you your current board bc he was working on it in his house and you met all of his family

His mom is just happy he’s got some friends

You become besties with his mom

She gossips abt news and celebrities with you

Claims ur like her other child(forget the rest of them👺)

Makes you lunch bc she’s nice like that

You let him ramble abt stuff he’s interested in even if you aren’t listening fully

Would silently beg you to stay back with him during the hot spring scavenge bc he’s scared

Forces you to watch horror movies with him bc he gets scared and needs someone else with him

Bro would be elated the whole day if you called him cool

Snow/Langa | Canadian Curiosity

Omg he’s Canadian?😦 Seize him!

Obviously being involved with S you would’ve heard of Snow but Reki would’ve introduced y’all before the big news

Bro would shove him in your face as if he’s a shiny trophy(at the beginning ofc)

“This is Langa! New guy from my class apparently he’s interested in skating.”

“Sick—he’s so pale.”

“He’s from Canada.”

“Oh.”

Bro is so oblivious it’s crazy

You gotta like SPELL IT OUT for him if you’re ever alluding to smth

Langa stays hungry and would go out to eat with you anytime

You and Reki would def help him decorate his room bc it’s…bland

It’s not bad but there’s no personality

He tells you abt his favourite dishes back in Canada and y’all try and locate any places in Japan that might sell smth similar

If not you guys attempt to make it yourselves at his house

His mom walks in on y’all ruining the kitchen💀

“Langa I’m…home.”

“Hey, Mom.”

“Hey Langa’s Mom!”

Bro is a skating addict and will skate whenever and wherever

Wants to race you like at least twice every week

Loser pays for dinner

You help him with his reading and writing and if you didn’t already know he’d teach you English

#sk8 anime #fanfic #fanfiction #sk8 the infinity #skate the infinity #skate the infinity x reader #sk8 x reader #sk8 kaoru #sk8 reki #sk8 langa #sk8 cherry #platonic headcanons #x male reader #platonic #x gn reader #x reader platonic #x female reader #sk8 joe #sk8 miya #sk8 shadow #sk8 the infinity x reader

[captainremmington-13]

A Lady Made of Snow

DISCLAIMER: I don’t own The Hunger Games franchise, the images above, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, or any of the characters in this fic other than Bellova and Enolio. I also do not condone the beliefs or actions of Coriolanus or Bellova.

SUMMARY: Knowing that she has to get away in order to remain her true self, Bellova makes a run for it.

⚠️Warnings⚠️: THIS IS A DARK CHAPTER. It contains violence, injury, mentions of death and torture, Coriolanus being scary and evil, swearing

A/n: this was really hard to write idek why💀i know it’s really short but the next chapters are gonna be much longer i promise

“Talk back to me again, and-“

“You’ll kill me, I assume.”

“Precisely. Now shut up and finish getting dressed.”

Bellova pursed her lips, refusing to show any fear, despite the fact that Coriolanus held a knife that he was willing to use at any moment.   He was standing in the doorway of her massive closet, which was now halfway taken over by him. Bellova would’ve screamed at him to leave her alone while she changed, but he had insisted on monitoring her.

“I don’t want you getting the idea that you can escape me, my dear,” he had said tauntingly.

The idea that Coriolanus had seen her undressed several times while she was completely brainwashed made her feel nauseous. But she suppressed the feeling of disgust, and slipped a simple white dress over her head. 

‘I look ridiculous, like a ditzy, naive little girl,’ she thought bitterly, staring at her reflection with contempt.

“Hurry up!” Coriolanus’s harsh tone snapped her out of her trance. Bellova quickly slid on a pair of white ballet flats and scrambled towards her “fiancé”. 

She had to obey him just long enough to find a way to escape.

Coriolanus’s icy eyes raked over her body, making her skin crawl. “Good,” he said, conveying his approval of her appearance. He took her hand forcefully, squeezing it painfully. Bellova kept a blank face, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing her reaction.

Coriolanus practically dragged her out of the room. He lead her down the stairs and out the front doors. Bellova saw Enolio give her a sorrowful look, which nearly brought her to tears. But she bit the inside of her cheek and forced them to subside. 

Matching Bellova down the stairs, Coriolanus smirked to himself. Everything would be just fine, he was sure of it. He could fix the mess that had happened, and get his life (and Bellova) back under control.

Then, he felt someone tap him not-so gently on the shoulder.

Coriolanus whipped around, letting go of Bellova’s hand. “What do you want?” he sneered, looking down at Enolio, who didn’t flinch at all for once.

“Sir, there’s something important I need to tell you.”

“Spit it out, then,” Coriolanus barked.

Enolio took a long, deep breath, agitating him further. 

“There’s an emergency in the kitchen, and we need either you or Miss Reginelle to call a doctor to handle it.”

Coriolanus scoffed. “Why can’t you do it? Isn’t that your fucking job?”

Enolio glared at him. “Only the individual who has financial control of the estate has the authority to place the call-“

“Fine!” he snapped, turning his back to the butler. “Bellova, go handle it, and meet me out here-“

He stopped mid-sentence, his words dying in his throat.

Bellova was nowhere to be seen. 

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Bellova was thankful that the sun had not risen completely. It gave her a bit more cover as she raced through the orchard that grew behind her estate. 

She was exhausted, her head throbbing from the blow Coriolanus had hit her with the previous night. She wanted to collapse, but knew that if she stopped moving, Coriolanus would catch up to her. And she simply couldn’t allow that to happen.

She cursed herself for her own stupidity. Why hadn’t she tried running for the gates? Maybe she was afraid the guards wouldn’t let her through, and would turn her over to her “fiancé”. But it seemed like a better option than wandering blindly through the trees, with no end destination in mind.

Finally, her legs gave out. She crumpled to the ground, feeling the dirt cling to the bare skin of her legs. Her head spun, full of adrenaline and terror. What would Coriolanus do to Enolio once he realized he’d distracted him to allow her to escape? Would he have him killed, just like he did to her friends?

Bellova sobbed, much louder than she intended. Maybe she should just let Coriolanus win. That way, nobody else would get hurt.

But giving in would mean she’d live under his rule forever. She would never be allowed to have any autonomy or control. She would just be his puppet, a pretty but harmless shell of a human, who followed him around like a lost puppy. 

No. She couldn’t let that happen. 

The fury blooming in her chest helped her get back on her feet. She would succeed in getting away, or go down fighting.

She heard Coriolanus bellow her name from afar, making her jump. She tripped as she started sprinting again, and kicked off her ballet flats, knowing they were slowing her down. 

Mere moments later, Coriolanus stumbled across the abandoned pair of shoes. He knew he was gaining ground on her, but there was no guarantee that he could catch her before she completely slipped through his fingers. 

“Bellova!” he snarled loudly, expertly concealing the anxiety he was experiencing. He felt like he was back in District 12, desperately chasing after Lucy Gray. 

But this time, he wouldn’t stop pursuing his target.

Finally, he spotted a flash of white ahead of him. 

“Give up, Bellova!” he yelled. “You’re not getting away!”

Really, he was saying this more to reassure himself than to scare her.

He hoped that she was getting tired. He didn’t know how much longer he could go without getting extremely winded.

To his relief, he was soon able to see Bellova’s figure entirely, only a handful of yards in front of him. She glanced behind her and met his gaze for only a split second. He could tell she was afraid, but determined. 

Determined to escape him forever. 

She disappeared from his sight a moment later, but Coriolanus knew he was close to winning their little game of chase.

Bellova was steadily approaching the edge of the orchard. She didn’t know what was beyond that, as she’d never wandered this far into non-city terrain. The muscles in her legs twitched painfully, burning from overuse.

As she made a sharp right turn, a sharp branch sliced open the skin on the sole of her foot. She had to bite down on her lip to refrain from screaming. She could feel the blood gushing from the incision, and tried her best to ignore it. But when she tried taking another step, the pain became too much to bear. She sunk to the ground, putting a hand over the wound to try to stop the bleeding. 

She could hear her pursuer’s footsteps rapidly approaching, and quickly dove behind a nearby tree. 

This action elicited a cruel laugh from Coriolanus.

“Come out of hiding, and I’ll consider making this less painful for you,” he called out, making her shudder. “You know you’ve been beat, why not just surrender now and reap the benefits of a peaceful defeat?”

Bellova hugged her knees to her chest, trying to make herself as small as possible. She had never felt so much like prey, like a helpless rabbit awaiting an inevitable, brutal fate. 

Coriolanus truly was a heartless, relentless monster. 

A cold hand wrapped around her bicep, yanking her out of her hiding place. Bellova closed her eyes, refusing to look at the smug, triumphant look that Coriolanus undoubtedly wore. Her body was so limp that he had to hold her up, like a rag doll made of nothing but fabric and stuffing. 

“You’re pathetic,” Coriolanus said condescendingly, digging his nails into her flesh. She whimpered quietly, only amusing him further. “I bet you’re going to start begging for forgiveness any minute now.”

“Never,” Bellova whispered as defiantly as she could, despite feeling like her entire body had gone numb. 

Coriolanus’s gaze hardened, and his hands moved from her arms to wrap around her neck. Bellova shrieked, clawing at his forearms, which did nothing to deter him.

“There wouldn’t have been any point in begging anyway,” Coriolanus said, his grip around her throat getting tighter by the second.

“I never planned on giving you any mercy.”

Bellova’s vision began to fade, and she felt her conciseness slipping away. She tried to scream, but no sound escaped her lips. 

Coriolanus let go of her throat, smiling cruelly as she crumpled to the ground. 

As her mind faded to nothing, she came to a horrible realization:

He wasn’t going to kill her. That would be mercy, which he was clearly unwilling to give her. 

He was going to keep her alive as long as possible, torturing and altering her mind and body until it was exactly what he wanted. She’d never slip through the invisible cage he’d thrown her into.

She was his, until she took her dying breath.

Unless, of course, he took his first. 

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[itsravenbitch]

lmao i just remembered this was in my drafts😂 i wrote this on the 21st of july when i was on break i believe

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so i got an industrial piercing on july 15th [in the morning] and it was cute i was feeling it. cool. and for whatever reason, i kept telling myself lowkey as a “joke” that what if it got infected that’d be funny cause why would i do that to myself right? so anyway i got the piercing and the area was red and a little sore but yk that’s normal. later that night, it was no longer red, but still sore. and i still kept telling myself “what if?” idky don’t even ask, cs i honestly do. not. know. 😭😭

so then about 2 days later on the 17th, i wake up and my ear is just THROBBING & i’m like wtf is goin on ?? i touch my ear and it just didn’t feel right so i hop out the bed and look in the mirror….. yall i damn near lost my mind . my fucking ear. my helix was swollen, red, and where the piercing enters and exits, yeah those areas were like … eww i’m not gonna explain it. but anyways i’m freaking out cause why is this happening rn? then i sit there and think what thoughts i was having. and that’s when i realized the “jokes” i was telling myself. so anyway, i was still pissed tf off cause, yes i can manifest it away but ugh . man i was just mad. but anyway.

i went back to the shop and my piercer wasn’t there so i talked to some one else

i had to leave it in cause you can’t take it out if it’s infected cause one, that would hurt & two, it’ll close and trap the infection. and that right there was exactly what was making even more mad. the fact that it HAD to stay. the piercer was like it’ll take about 2 weeks to heal.. so anyway she treats it and i leave.

as i’m driving home, i’m affirming “i never even had an infection” “my piercing is fine” “it’s okay rae” and i’m also like vaunting about how i’m a master at manifesting & stuff like that. then i started CUH-RY-ING YALL! like real human tears. and my period was starting soon (and i’m a real emotional bitch on my cycle) so i knew that’s why i was crying. but i’m literally in the car, driving, screaming & yelling my affirmations while crying. ik i was looking dumb as fuck at the light 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💀💀.

anyway my sister calmed me down when i got home. she said “yeah. keep affirming” very sarcastically bc she still thinks the law is “illogical”, ain’t got time for her. but anyway the infection literally was gone the next day. 2 weeks my black ass. my piercing was fine and it looked normal, like nothing ever happened. and it felt fine too. (it actually felt better than it should have for being such a new piercing). i was looking in the mirror laughing to myself like “you really did that to yourself huh?” 😭😭 i felt so stupid.

#success stories #loa

[daddyy333]

Family | Eddie Munson x y/n

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

TW: ABUSE, ABUSIVE PARTNER, PREGNANCY, UNPLANNED PREGNANCY, MENTIONS OF UNWANTED PREGNANCY/BABY, ABORTION, MORNING SICKNESS, HINTS AT EATING DISORDER (?) CAR CRASH, MENTIONS OF SUICIDE/SUICIDAL THOUGHTS

Word count: 7.2k

summary: Eddie and the group take care of you as you come out of your abusive relationship and then find out you have a baby on the way

y’all I am sincerely sorry for how long this got and how long it took to write and the fact that this is only a part one but uhm yea this took a week to write so I’ll see you in a momth for part 2 💀

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

“Ed-Eddie- Eddie please, I-I need you- he’s gonna k-kill me! God damn it- pick up yo- y-your phone- ahh! No, n-no please-” you whisper-screamed into the phone, until your boyfriend found you in your hiding spot in the linen closet. He snatched you up, throwing the phone across the room and then, throwing you.

“You dumb, stupid whore!” He screamed, kicking you so hard you felt your ribs breaking. You cried and cried, having no choice but to take the beating because of course you’re dating an abusive 6’4 grizzly bear for a boyfriend.

You had been dating (for all intents and purposes) for the last 3 years and it had been the worst 3 years of your life. It was okay for a few months but by the time you were 6 months into the relationship you had been forced to cut everyone off and you were buying more and more makeup than you knew what to do with to try and cover the bruises.

You had to cut everyone off, including Eddie. Especially Eddie. Adam, your “boyfriend”, hated how close you were with Eddie. He didn’t like how happy Eddie made you in comparison to him so he beat you till you could barely move your fingers enough to type out the text telling him you didn’t want to be in his life anymore.

You cried non stop for months, Eddie never knew about the abuse but he was just such a good person and was always te for you and always loved you and protected you when he could and you never ever imagined a life without Eddie in it. But when Adam started threatening to kill the people in your life, you had to cut them off to keep them safe.

And even here, lying in a puddle of your own blood, wheezing, barely able to hear, or see, you stand by the decision. Even on death's doorstep, you would’ve gone through it all a thousand times to protect him and everyone else in your life.

Eddie went over the speed limits 20 miles to get to you, falling to his knees and sobbing once he found you. He was sure you were gone. You weren’t breathing, he couldn’t find a pulse, and your lips were blue and your skin was getting paler all ready. He called 911 anyway. He had to try.

He didn’t know how, or why, but you made it. You woke up a few hours later, you told the cops everything and talked to Eddie for quite some time. You two hadn’t seen each ot in years, and came to find out this was the reason why. Believe me, Eddie was pissed he didn’t try harder to figure out why you weren’t talking to him anymore.

You didn’t say much after that night, and 3 weeks later you were okay enough to live out of your car, so you did. You left Eddie again, not wanting to be a burden to him any longer and started living in your car. You went back to work at the mall, making just enough to survive since you were working as a manager at one of the high end stores.

Yea, life sucked but it was okay for the time being whilst you healed the physical and mental wounds Adam left you with and got your life back. That was until, you were throwing up 1,000 times a day and couldn’t breathe without smelling something that made you nauseous. Not to mention, your boobs hurt badly and were getting swollen like you were about to be on your period, which was super late.

Between the stress of recovering and the relief of no longer being with Adam anymore you didn’t realize you were late on your period. You were scared shitless, this was not the time to be having a baby, especially one with your abusive ex-boyfriend as the father. You felt so stupid, so reckless.

Of course, all the tests you took came back positive. You cried for hours, called in sick at work and it got to the point we you were genuinely contemplating suicide. You knew you couldn’t afford the appointments and the clothes and the diapers, much less the actual baby and you didn’t even have a home. You’d probably end up giving birth in your car, it’d be a disaster and you couldn’t fathom letting an innocent little baby being born into that kind of shitty life.

You did as much research as you could, and you realized you would never be able to afford an abortion. You didn’t have insurance, so it would take forever to save the money and it was a lot more complicated and expensive the farther you got into the pregnancy. You had no choice but to have the baby, probably in your backseat, and probably leave it at a police station to hopefully go to a better family.

You cried nonstop the entire day, you felt like shit, and then you tried to eat and threw it up before you finished the meal and you genuinely felt like you hit rock bottom. You never imagined you’d be finding you were pregnant whilst living in your car barely 2 months after getting out of an abusive relationship that was so bad it almost got you killed at 22.

You thought you’d be in college right now, getting a journalism degree, sending and receiving letters from Eddie all the time, living the dream you’ve had since you were 15. Not this. Certainly not this.

Pregnancy really kicked your ass. You lost more weight than you could fathom, constantly skipping meals because every time you did eat it ended up in the toilet. You couldn’t afford new bras for a while and oh my god did that hurt like hell. You grew fast, it kinda scared you because eit you were farther along than you thought or this baby was gonna be pretty big compared to your small hips, which meant that giving birth was gonna tear you in half.

You were uncomfortable all the time, between the nausea, the sore boobs trapped in tight bras, your clothes being too small, your constant hunger yet persistent morning sickness, and your highly sensitive and emotional state, and your constant inability to sleep you were a complete wreck.

You were also starting to feel all the pain the pregnancy books mentioned, like the sore and uncomfortable feeling in your back, pressure in your hips and pelvis and the sore feeling in your stomach from the muscles getting torn apart for your stomach to grow. Your feet weren’t achy yet, which you were thankful for considering you were on your feet a lot at work.

However, about a month or so after you found out you were pregnant, you lost your job because the boss was sick of you always throwing up and being tired and always coming late and constantly asking if te was any way you could make some extra money or earn a raise.

You were actually kind of happy that day, you had scarfed down a breakfast burrito and didn’t throw it up, and you’d gotten a good amount of sleep last night.

You got through your day, no rude customers or anything, it was one of the best days you had in a while. That was until you were stopped by your boss on your way out. “Listen, uhm, I’m gonna have to let you go, y/l/n. I know you’re pregnant and everything, but you’re…a lot, okay? I’ve found someone better for the job so, uh, you’re fired” he said and you scoffed, tears filling your eyes.

You nodded and said “okay…uhm that's just- that’s awesome. It’s not like I need to eat to keep my baby alive or try to pay for an appointment to see if my child is healthy or anything like that. Fuck you, have a terrible rest of your day” You sniffled and threw your badge in his face and got out of te as fast as you could.

It’s 10pm, you worked the night shift for that asshole and all you wanted was to fucking punch him in his stupid face. You got to your car and just let it all out. You hadn’t cried once since the day you found out you were pregnant, after that you stopped letting yourself cry because it wasn’t worth your time and wouldn’t get you anywe but you couldn’t help it now. It was hard to suppress your emotions for so long, especially with all the hormones which made you wanna do nothing but cry most of the time.

If you hadn’t hit rock bottom before, you certainly had now. No job, no house, soon enough no car, and a baby on the way. You sobbed and sobbed, you couldn’t fucking believe this was happening. You should’ve known not to let yourself actually believe things were getting better. “Nothings ever actually going to get better, idiot” you thought.

You had nowhere else to go, the only person who might let you stay with them was Eddie, but you were sure after what you pulled a couple weeks ago he wouldn’t. Yet you still managed to get here, on his doorstep, a blubbering mess of tears and sobs.

“Y/n? O-Oh my god- what’s wrong, are you okay?” He asked and you sniffled. It was raining now so you were soaking wet, shivering a little. You shook your head and said “no- n-no, nothing i-is okay, I-I…I n-need somewhere to- to stay p-please” “of course, yea, come in quick…come in…it’s okay, breathe, relax. You’re okay, I got you” he said and you whimpered, trying to get to his bathroom.

“Alright, alright relax, try to breathe for me. I’m gonna grab you some clean clothes and you go ahead and take a shower, I already took a shower and Uncle Wayne is still out working for a while so use up as much hot water as you need” he said and you nodded. He wiped your tears away, not without you initially flinching first, and said “try to calm down for me, okay. I’ll make you dinner, what do you want?”

“W-Whatever you h-have is fine” you said and he sighed. He kissed your head and said “okay, the water is nice and warm. Hurry and get in, I don’t want you to get sick” You nodded and closed the door, letting out a shaky breath. You got your clothes off, finally being able to breathe without the bra squeezing your chest and your pants squeezing your bump.

You didn’t take too long in the shower, you just rinsed off and warmed up some and found what appeared to be one of his tight fitting shirt on the toilet seat, which worried you because he didn’t exactly know you were pregnant yet, the shirt you were wearing before was a little more your size but still hid your bump enough that it wasn’t obvious. He also left you a pair of shorts and he must’ve ran to the store really quickly cause he left a pack of panties too.

“Hey, hi, are you feeling better? I ordered pizza it’ll…be- be here soon…” he said, his eyes glued to your bump. He blinked a few times and smiled at you, offering a glass of water. You took it carefully and quietly said “just ask, Eddie…”

“Y-You’re pregnant? Like for real?” He said and you sniffled. You nodded and he said “how many months?” “I-I have no idea…I can’t afford an appointment and I don’t know how to figure it out for myself. My best guess is probably 4 months or so” you said and sat down at the tiny little “dining table” that was more for decoration than practical use.

He nodded and said “is uhm…is it…his?” “Yea…yea it is” you said and sighed shakily, looking down at the floor. You felt like a failure, Eddie was probably figuring out how to get you out of e as soon as possible.

“I uhm…got fired. And I’m living in my car, which I won’t have for much longer if I don’t start making money again to pay it off. I’m trying to save for an appointment but I don’t think I’m gonna be able to hold onto that money for much longer. I didn’t want to come e and bot you with this and be anot thing on your overly full plate but I just…I don’t have anywe else to go,” you said and tears filled your eyes again, your lip trembling.

He bent down in front of you, cupping your cheeks and wiping the tears away. He took a few deep breaths with you and said “it’s okay, y/n. I’ll always welcome you with open arms no matter what. God, every day since you left I’ve been waiting to see you again, to make sure you’re okay. You can stay here as long as you need to, I’ll take care of you. I promise. You’re not a burden or a bot or whatever the hell, you’re family, y/n. Family takes care of each other”

You looked away, trying not to burst into sobs but it didn’t help. “Hey, hey it’s okay…can I hold you?” He asked and you sniffled, nodding. Eddie quickly pulled you up so you were standing and wrapped his arms around you, letting you bury your head into his chest. You cried and cried and cried, you just kept remembering all the things Adam did to you and how much you’ve been going through and all the suppressed feelings were coming up with a vengeance.

He held you tight, kissing your head and rubbing your back. “E-Eddie…” you whimpered, struggling to breathe a little. He shushed you softly, he wanted you to just let everything out and relax a bit. “It’s okay, y/n. I’m here, I got you. Let everything out, relax. We’ll stand here as long as we need to” he said and you sniffled, nuzzling into his chest and fully wrapping your arms around him now.

You hadn’t been hugged like this in years, literal years. Hell, you really hadn’t been hugged much at all, Adam made sure he was the only person in your life and that you had no one else to be with or run to except for him.

“You’re okay, y/n…I got you” he whispered soothingly, resting his chin on your head. You let out a shaky breath, whimpering softly. Someone knocked on the door and you pulled away slightly, looking up at Eddie.

“I’ll get it, why don’t you get comfy on the couch?” He said and you nodded, smiling a little. You curled up on the couch, taking a deep breath as you watched Eddie bring two plates over as well as the box of pizza. He left and came back again with two beers and you chuckled softly.

He stuck his hand out with a beer in it towards you and when you shook your head, making him confused. “What, you don’t drink anymore?” He asked and you looked down at your bump, then back at Eddie. He gasped and said “crap- I’m sorry. You can’t drink while you’re pregnant?” “Nope…” you said and he shook his head.

“And that’s why I thank god everyday that I am not a woman” he said, bring you a bottle of water instead. You chuckled and he gave you a slice of pizza, and pulled out one of your favorite movies to watch toget. (I can’t think of a movie Eddie would be into from the 80’s)

You slowly ate the slice, not wanting to get nauseous but also not wanting Eddie to know how little you eat, he would definitely lose his shit if he knew how bad things were. He handed you a second slice and you shook your head, already feeling like crap from trying to focus on not getting nauseous.

“Come on, you’re eating for two, eat another slice,” he said and you hesitantly took it, getting more nervous by the second. You tried to focus on the T.V but after two bites you couldn’t handle it and ran to the bathroom to throw everything up.

Eddie followed you, holding your hair and rubbing your back. “This is uhm…this normal, I think. Pregnant people they…they throw up a lot cause…cause they’re pregnant” he said, trying to figure out how to be comforting.

You groaned and said “ye- fuck- yes, that’s what- shit-” you just kept on throwing up, not able to get a single sentence out. He cringed slightly, but you didn’t see it and he wouldn’t have done it if you could, but it was a little gross.

You sat back, wiping your mouth and flushing the toilet with your foot. He chuckled and handed you a little wad of toilet paper. You whimpered softly, placing a hand on your achy stomach. “What- what, do you have to throw up more?” He asked and you shook your head.

You sniffled and said “no, no I’m fine…I-I just…ugh I feel like shit now” You started tearing up, damn these fucking pregnancy hormones. You took a deep breath and said “do you have any extra toothbrushes laying around? Actually nevermind, I have one in my car”

“I’ll get it, I’ll be right back” he said and stood up, and sped off quickly. You closed your eyes, letting out a quiet sob. This was not supposed to fucking happen. You had stopped trying to get away from Adam because you knew deep down that unless he killed you there was no getting away from him so there was nothing left to do other than give up.

That was until, you saw a corroded coffin poster and had to go, you had to at least get a glance at Eddie for the first time in years. You did and Adam decided to come home early which meant he found out and that was the night he got arrested. You hadn't told Eddie that, and you didn’t plan on it because you knew it would break him.

“here,” he said and handed you a toothbrush. You brushed your teeth and he left you alone again, and sat down in the living room. He felt so bad for you, he wanted to hold you forever and just keep whispering that it was gonna be okay until it was. He put the pizza away, at some point in highschool or throughout his life he’d also heard that smells make a pregnant person nauseous as well.

You came back, your face all red and slightly puffy again as you curled into the corner of the couch. “Do you uhm…do you have to eat again….or uhm, w-what-” he said and you sighed. You ran your hands through your hair and said “I’m fine, I don’t want to eat again, I just uhm…I’ll be fine, thanks”

“Ok…” he said and sat next to you again, continuing the movie. You knew he wanted to ask about we you’ve been, if you’re keeping it, he probably had a million questions to ask you.

“We can uhm…we can talk about it now if you want to” you said and he nodded. He played with his hands nervously and said “where uhm…where have you been?” “I was living in my car…it’s not the safest or the most comfortable but I need to spend as little money as I can” you said and he nodded, a little sad knowing you were living in your car this whole time when he would’ve gladly let you stay with him for the rest of your life.

You sighed shakily, trying to stay relaxed and calm. “Is the baby healthy?” He asked and you shrugged. You chuckled and said “I have no clue, I can’t afford an appointment, remember” He nodded, giving a sad smile knowing you were struggling so much.

You sniffled and said “I…uhm I’m gonna have to give the baby away. I’ll probably leave at a police station or something, but I’ll never be able to take care of them the way they deserves” “You have to give it up, or you want to? You can tell me if you don’t want it. But if you do, I want you to know that we will make this work. You’ve always wanted to be a mom, y/n, ever since we were kids you’ve always been eager to take care of your baby cousins and the neighbors kids. Being a mom is something you undoubtedly were made to do. I know these circumstances aren’t ideal and you’re allowed to not be ready and to not wanna have this baby. But do you?” He asked and you sniffled.

You wiped a stray tear away and said “I-I have to…” “y/n….” He said and a few tears rolled down your face. He scooted closer and grabbed one of your hands. He held it tight as he said “do you want to have the baby you are carrying right now? I’m not gonna judge you for what you choose, and I’ll support you and take care of you either way”

There was a few moments of silence, your sniffles and whimpers the only sounds in the room along with the faint noises of the movie you were supposed to be watching. You looked up at him again and nodded as you said “I-I want to keep it s-so bad…I- I-I do…but I just- I can’t afford it, esp-especially since I’m fucking jobless now. And this- this baby- I can’t force them into a life as shitty as this, they’re better off w-with someone e-else”

Your tears had increased now that you were really saying it out loud and Eddie’s heart broke. “Hey, hey don’t say that. You and I - we can do this. You can live here for the rest of your life if need be and I will help you raise your baby and I will be here for you in every way I can and I will be the very best fucking uncle on the planet” he said, making you laugh slightly.

You sniffled and said “do you-…d-do you really th-think this could work? I mean- I-I-” “hey, if it’s what you want we'll make it work, okay? I want you to be happy, I want you to be the mom you’ve always wanted to be” he said and you nodded weakly.

You closed your eyes, trying to stop more tears from coming as you said “I am…I-I’m gonna keep this baby. O-Oh god,” He smiled and you chuckled softly, him giving a soft, reassuring squeeze to your hand.

You yawned and he said “you tired? Come on, I’ll get you nice and comfy in the bed and I’ll take the couch” “what? No, Ed’s this is your house” you said and he sighed. He stood up and said “it’s your house too, it always has been whether you needed it or not. And, you’re pregnant so if anyone deserves the bed it’s you, you’re sleeping for two now so you need to be as comfy as possible”

You just chuckled quietly to yourself, following Eddie into his room. He made the bed for you, putting on fresh sheets so you wouldn’t have to sleep on spilled beer and hot sauce all over the mattress. “Thank you, Eddie. For putting up with all this. I know I can…be a lot sometimes but you’ve always dealt with it, I couldn’t ask for a better bestfriend” you said and he smiled.

He turned on a fan and said “you’re not too much, y/n. I love taking care of you, I love seeing that pretty smile, it’s really not a problem” You gave him a soft smile, god you’d smiled more in the last hour and a half than you did in the last 3 years prior.

Yea, pregnancy still sucked after that. You found another job within two weeks and it paid decent considering you were now a waitress. Eddie had noticed your shrinking frame, besides the bump of course and hadn’t said anything yet, becuase he knew you couldn’t do anything about the morning sickness (morning sickness is a lie by the fucking way, and if you don’t think so tell that to y/n who woke up at 2am last night and damn near threw up all over the floor for no reason at all)

Anyways, you were supposed to meet the friend group today, after staying at Eddie’s for 3 weeks he’d had enough and insisted you had to, and you were really nervous. You kept feeling butterflies in your stomach, and they felt weirder than normal. Eddie had been so supportive, he’d bought every pregnancy book in sight and was helping you save for an appointment.

He would drive you to and from work, massage your feet for you after a long day and even try to help relieve any pressure in your back if you’d let him. He knew based off what he read that some women struggle to breathe as it is while being pregnant so when he realized that you were also squeezing your chest into a small bra he was adamant about getting you as many as he could afford so you weren’t uncomfortable.

He’d been dealing a lot, using it to go towards the appointment and buying you clothes, and stretch mark creams, and he’d even bought a few little onesies he saw that were too cute to leave behind. He loved every minute of it, he loved seeing you smile more and more everyday, because it meant you were getting better.

But still, you were still crazy nervous about meeting his friends. He talked about them all the time, and they sounded like good people but you hadn’t had good social interaction in a very long time. You two got in the car and he noticed how fidgety and tense you were.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked and you shook your head. You sighed shakily and said “nothing it’s just…I-I’m nervous, that’s all” “don’t be…they’re gonna love you, and they’ll be excited they are getting a new member to the group again in a few months” he said and smiled at you, making you blush slightly.

He learned a lot more about what Adam had done to you as the weeks went on. A lot of late nights, and a lot of tears were shed to get there but those mini therapy sessions had you smiling more and more everyday. It was still pretty rare, but sometimes you’d forget about Adam and life felt like pure bliss for a moment.

You fell asleep on the way to the house so Eddie just carried you inside, making everyone relax because they still had some time to think about what they were gonna say and do. With your permission, Eddie had told them the basics of your situation and some of them nearly cried when they heard it. They just wanted to make you feel okay, make you feel comfortable.

“Don’t stare like that. No exotic animal staring, we talked about this” Eddie said as he tucked you in, kissing your bump and leaving you be. They all fidgeted nervously, eventually sitting back down wherever Eddie sat on the floor in front of you.

They fell into comfortable conversation, stopping whenever you made any small groan or movement. Eddie just chuckled at how careful they were, he knew you were fine, just uncomfortable because of the pregnancy and you’d fall right back to sleep in no time.

“Eddie…” you groaned, flipping over so you were on your back as your eyes fluttered open, your hands gently rubbing the sleep from them. He turned to look at you and said “hey, sleepy head. Are you okay?” “Yea, yea just…mmh” you said and stretched. You winced, scratching the itchy skin on your bump due to the skin stretching so much so fast.

“You’re on Steve’s couch by the way. You fell asleep in the car, and everyone’s getting pretty antsy and wants to talk to you” he said and your eyes shot open, you sat up so fast your heart practically stopped for a second as pain surged through your lower back.

“Ow- fuck! Eddie- god damn it why didn’t you wake me up?” You said and pulled Eddie’s your shirt down. You groaned, smoothing your hair down and Eddie chuckled. “H-Hi?” You said and they all waved or quietly said hi

It was the day after Christmas, so there were still tons of lights and a huge tree, and all kinds of Christmas decor. You looked down at your hands, picking at your nails nervously. “Guys…come on, say something” Eddie said, putting his hand on your lap so you could play with his rings and calm down.

Dustin took a deep breath and said “sleep well?” You nodded cautiously, feeling those butterflies again. They felt so weird and awfully strong, it was like there were real butterflies in your stomach.

“So like…there’s a real baby in there? Like, actually?” Robin asked and you chuckled. You looked down at your stomach and said “I hope so. I didn��t swallow a watermelon seed not to long ago so we’ll see” Eddie smiled, he was glad to see you weren’t stumbling over your words or anything, you seemed comfortable and relaxed.

You sighed and said “so uhm…w-what are your names?” They all said their names quietly, which made you wonder if they thought you were really fragile or something. “That’s…a lot” you said and Eddie stood up, sitting on the couch next to you.

“So like, you and Eddie?” Steve asked and Eddie rolled his eyes. He scoffed and said “god no, Steve. And you will not even try anything because if I find out I’m gonna kick your ass so hard you’re gonna be shitting your teeth out for a week. For fuck sake, she’s pregnant too, jsut cause she has a heartbeat doesn’t mean you have to date her”

You chuckled at the last part, but you’d be lying if you said that the way he said “god no, Steve” so fast didn’t hurt you. You’ve had a crush on him for years, and the hormones are probably making it stronger but you wished you were with Eddie everyday, and that when you gave birth in a few months you’d be holding Eddie’s left hand, both of your wedding rings shining as you brought your first kid into the world.

I mean, as of now you definitely weren’t ready for a relationship but they way he sounded so disgusted at the suggestion didn’t go unnoticed by you. “Ignore Steve, he’s a literal manwhore” Nancy said and you noticed Robin biting her lip as hard as she could trying not to laugh.

“Do you uh…know how to play D&D?” Dustin asked and Eddie shook his head. You shrugged and said “kinda? I’ve played games with Eddie over the years but I don’t know how I’d be now”

“Do you like Kate Bush?” Max asked and you nodded, you didn’t go out of your way to listen to her but you didn’t mind her music. They eventually started asking a million questions and soon enough Dustin and Steve went out to get everyone burgers and fries.

“So…Christmas just passed and uhm…you’re our new friend so we all got you some gifts” El said as her, Mike, and Will all carried them out. Your eyes widened and Eddie raised his eyebrows, he didn’t know about that.

You tried to tell them it was okay and you didn’t need anything, Eddie had to promise unlimited massages for the rest of the pregnancy just so he felt like he wasn’t doing something wrong by not giving you anything for Christmas.

Mike bought diapers, El bought a little onesies with Waffles all over it that had a matching pair of socks and a beanie, Will bought a little stuffed bear, Robin bought a bunch of cute little neutral outfits since you weren’t sure if it was a boy or a girl yet, Nancy and Jonathan bought a whole ass stroller which is when you started crying, Max bought a little music player that was supposed to help babies sleep, and when Dustin and Steve got back Dustin got it a pack of pacifiers that has little monsters all over it and Steve got it a few swaddles and blankets

“I…hate you guys,” you said, wiping your tears away as everyone laughed. Eddie chuckled, rubbing your back soothingly. You sniffled and said “at least it’s stuff for the baby and I’ll actually be able to use it” “yea, Eddie said you don’t really do gifts but we figured we could spoil the baby instead” Dustin said and you smiled.

You ate the best fucking burger of your life and they all asked more questions about the pregnancy, and also about you. You got up to get yourself more water, and noticed you still felt those butterflies from earlier.

“What’s wrong?” Eddie said as he came in and noticed you looking down at your bump like something was off. You looked up and said “nothing just…I’ve been feeling butterflies all day but I’m not really nervous any more, at least I can’t really tell if I am so I don’t know why it’s still happening”

“Butterflies? Are you sure they aren’t kicks?” He asked and you shook your head. You drank some of your water and said “no, no it can’t be. This is my first baby, I’ll probably feel them in a couple weeks, it’s a little early for me to be feeling kicks and stuff”

“That’s for most women. Maybe you’re special. Maybe your baby is kicking and you're an idiot” he said and you smacked his arm playfully. You chuckled and felt the butterflies again, making you start to wonder.

You lifted your shirt, pressed against your stomach and noticed a faint little twitch in your bump, as well as that butterfly feeling again. “Oh my god- wait, Eddie I think you’re right. Look, look,” you said and grabbed his hand, pressing it to your bump.

“Woah…that’s weird,” he said and you chuckled. You showed him how you could kinda see it too and he was like “dude, that baby is totally kicking…Jesus Christ we have got to get you to an appointment” “we actually can…I thought we had to pay a lot but we actually have more than enough for the appointment. Almost the amount for 2” you said and he smiled, he was really freaking excited, his kid or no.

The gang found out about the kicks, and they flipped out too, Dustin thought it was pretty cool and Steve thought it was pretty freaky that there was a real human in there. You totally crashed on the way home, Eddie was beaming at the fact that you did so good today and you weren’t super anxious for the most part, and you bonded so well with everyone.

He was so happy that you could finally go to an appointment, he literally called the doctors all by himself that night and got you an appointment for tomorrow. You were so happy when he told you, you felt so happy that you had that kind of person in your life who cared so much for you and you were especially glad that it was Eddie.

The next day, you ran a few blood tests and stuff, and after quite a while Eddie was waiting in the room with you for the ultrasound. “You think we can find out what it is?” He asked and you shrugged. He played with the ends of your hair as he said “what do you think it’s gonna be?”

“I feel like it might be a boy. I don’t really care though, I just want this baby to be healthy” you said and he nodded. Eventually when the doctor came in, you heard the heartbeat and literally burst into tears. Eddie couldn’t help his laughs, but he did struggle not to cry at the heartbeat. He was attached to this little baby too, he couldn’t wait to meet it.

“Ok…it looks like we’ve got a baby girl on the way. Look at those kicks, baby is very active at the moment” the doctor said and you sniffled. Eddie knew it was coming, you began to cry even more at the news that you were having a daughter.

Everything was pretty okay, but there were definitely some concerns which Eddie was gonna do his best to handle. The morning sickness was supposed to go away a while ago, and the doctors even believed that the reason you were losing more weight than you gained was because of the prolonged morning sickness. They prescribed some pills and medications that would hopefully help with it, and Eddie really, really hoped it would. The doctor told you not to worry too much, but he did want you to really make sure you try hard to improve it because it could be a problem in the future.

The baby was healthy, a little small but not too small to the point where it was putting her at risk. Eddie was just glad to know your little one was okay, he knew it would’ve been epically stressful for you if the doctor had given you really bad news.

Eventually you started really getting along with the group. You were closer to Steve and Robin, but the younger members were super fascinated by the kicks and the wriggles of your little girl so you spent plenty of time with them.

They’d even massage your feet for you when you asked, which you couldn’t help but take advantage of sometimes. Oh my god, and don’t get me started on how much they fed you. Ever since Eddie told them about how the doctor recommended you eat a little more, they’d been shoving food down your throat non stop. Every time you hung out with one of them, you ended up eating till you were absolutely stuffed.

One of your favorite moments was when you, Eddie, and Dustin were walking around getting baby clothes and stuff. You found a place selling burgers and stuff and had been complaining about how you were starving the whole way there. You then attempted to order a small combo and Dustin and Eddie threw a fit. You wanted the small combo cause it cost less but thing 1 and thing 2 weren’t having it and you absolutely had to get a large combo.

It took a while for you to be okay with asking them for the things you craved. You didn’t necessarily enjoy asking for food, period, so it was really big for them when you started asking for food of any kind.

They took care of you well, always making sure you were okay and the baby was okay. Every minor inconvenience caused by the pregnancy was taken care of, but you surely wouldn't dare to complain. “Hey, why are you awake?” Steve said and you groaned. You sighed and said “she’s kicking…a lot”

“Yea? You didn’t drink a whole lot of water before you went to bed did you?” He asked and you shook your head. “Have any caffeine today?” He asked. Again, no. “No, my kid is just a brat. I’m fine, Steve, really. Go back to bed” you said and he sighed.

Some of you had hung out and slept over at Steve’s house, and you knew you’d come to regret later considering this baby was super active at night. “No, you’re not fine. You should be sleeping. Is there anything I can do for you to help?” He asked and you shook your head.

You rubbed over the spot she was really kicking at and said “nope. Go back to bed, she’ll get tired eventually” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. He chugged a glass of water and said “if you aren’t up in time for work tomorrow I’m calling you in sick. No if, and’s, or but’s” You shook your head, acting scared as if that was a crazy punishment that would ruin your life.

The baby really liked Eddie, so sometimes he was stuck to your side all day long to keep her from kicking your ass. “Eds? Oh, please, please get over here” you said and he quickly ran to the bedroom in the trailer.

You sighed and said “please, just talk. If she hears your voice maybe she’ll stop” “oh- uhm…Hi, you know me. I hope so. I’m uh…uncle Eddie. I’ve been putting on all those super cool metal songs through the headphones for you to listen to. S-Start em’ young, you know?” He said and you groaned, grabbing his hands.

You placed them on your stomach where she wouldn’t stop kicking and took a deep breath, really hoping that she would just stop. She always kicks so much and nonstop, it’s honestly crazy. “Please…please….” You whimpered, you were trying to do laundry before this but the baby had a problem with that.

“I-I’m sorry” he said and was about to move away but you stopped him. You gasped and said “no wait, don't go…oh my god, oh my god you’re my savior” He chuckled, moving so he was more comfortable. He sat behind you, still keeping his hands on your bump and pulling you a little closer so you would rest against him and he could hold you.

You’d been getting closer with Eddie, when you first came to him you were terrified to be too close to him, let alone touch him. But now, a little side hug here and there felt okay. You really trusted him with your whole heart, which was big for him because he wanted you to have someone like that after Adam and for it to be him made him so freaking happy.

“You’re stuck here for the rest of your life” you declared, putting a hand over one of his as you smiled, feeling no harsh kicks from your little she-devil. Eddie chuckled, kissing your head. “How long was she at it for?” He asked and you sighed.

“I don’t remember really, but her kicks have been getting stronger and stronger the farther I get into this pregnancy and she was just trying to knock the wind out of me while I was doing laundry” you said and he sighed softly. You started folding up laundry and he said “glad I could be of service to you” “damn straight” you said and giggled.

However, things took a bit of a turn at the end of your 6th month of pregnancy. You started feeling weaker, and the meds weren’t working as well, and you got really dizzy sometimes. You didn’t want to freak Eddie out, so you didn’t tell him and hoped this was just some kind of fluke and it would pass.

But it didn’t, not at all. She kicked so much too, which kept you up night after night and you were finding it hard to sleep even if she wasn’t kicking up a storm. And it really became a problem when you were on your way to work and you passed out while driving.

yasss cliffhanger😝 (sike I just didn’t know how to end this and I was like “I need to do a second part this shit is getting too long omfg)

Eventually I’ll be writing for

Eddie Munson

Joseph Quinn

Jamie Bower

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

So just dm me the taglist you want to be added to and I’ll add you :)

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#stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #friend!eddie munson x mom!reader

[taro-ki]

Last thought of Izana Kurokawa

Writer warning: first published pls be nice🥺💀, English is not my first language pls leave my knowledge of english unspoken

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I remember from movies how people were used to see short clips from their lives,

I thought when people were dying they were dying and they didn’t have a time to think of anything otherwise then how to stay alive a bit longer, but usually they were thinking of their families or loved ones.

I think I get it now, lying on the ground I wasn’t thinking of my ,,mother,, or my family which I never met and I regret that I never actually meet them.

No. I was thinking of my friend, one and only friend, my real brother. How I miss days when I use to run to him to show some stupidest thing ever or how I get a good grade from school which doesn’t matter now or ever will, but in that time I was so proud of myself that I had to tell someone about it, because we were kids.

I remember how I was saying that I don’t care about school, that i’m gonna rule the biggest gang in whole Tokyo so school wasn’t very important to me, but some how I managed to get a good grade.

I don’t think that I regret anything in my life it was pretty short ,but maybe i should regret that I never actually thanked Kakucho for being there for me,be more grateful, when I found out that I didn’t really had a family. I constantly think that he was smarter than me.

He said that what made family is not a blood lines, and what made is love, respect and trust, in that time I remember that I didn’t wanted to listen. Deep down I knew that he is right. He repeated it that we are your family.

We? In that moment I was thinking as hard as never, who he means. Then I realized that he was talking about guys from Tenjiku. I couldn’t believe that he really was thinking that Haitanis with theirs stupid matching tattoos , weak Shion that wouldn’t win without brass knuckles , Mucho which betrayed toman and Mikey for our kingdom and Mochi that never says much, about himself just following the orders, were supposed to be my family.

That surprised me, I have never seen them as my family. More much as my soldiers, I don’t know, but king dose not care about his soldiers. He send them on war without less care. Maybe I never actually show them any care or affection, but I do care. Maybe it was the time I spend with them , in juvie and normally, it made me think that I actually have someone I can depend on, be sure of help.

I regret, I killed my sister, we weren’t related but she was my sister ,person I should protect not cause her death. I think I felt it when she died that I gone pay for this. And maybe i deserves this, but when I saw how the gun was aimed at Kaku, pulling him off the line from fire was like a reflex, i needed to do that ,even if it costed me my life.

Because if I wouldn’t it means that I totally failed as a brother. I am an arrogant person but as much as I do not want him to be dead , I want him to die with me. Dying is so lonely.

I think that if time could go back I would do a same thing

I felt like my mind is getting blurry,my eyes watering. I don’t want to die, I don’t want to leave him alone, who is going to protect him.

But I know that I will never see him again, because his hand is warm and mine is not. And I knew that his not going with me.

~Are you swear to me your loyalty and follow my orders~I giggles like a 9 years old which I was.

~till death~he smiled and make this move like soldier

Everything is slowly getting so quiet and peaceful, that I couldn’t even feel his hand on mine. My eyes were closing but not on their own.

I never feared of death, until now when I don’t see, don’t feel, don’t hear anything. I don’t want to go, I want to stay with him

Please

#tokyo revengers #izana kurokawa #kakucho hitto #tenjiku #ran haitani #izana angst #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers angst #emma sano #mikey #toman #manjiro sano #shion madarame #haitani brothers #kanji mochizuki #kakucho x izana #toman gang

[torturedspoetsdepartment]

15 Questions and 15 Mutuals

literally LOSING MY MIND that i was tagged in this 😭 thank you @outer-edges

Were you named after anyone?

no, but my older brother told me i was named after a vacuum cleaner brand and i believed that for a couple years. 💀

When was the last time you cried?

today!! i cried over the end of nimona. one thing you should know about me is that children’s animated movies are constantly destroying me. (see: puss in boots 2, both spiderverse movies, the sea beast, fantastic mr. fox, i can keep going—)

Do you have kids?

nope! no nieces or nephews either. idk what i’m gonna do when i become an aunt bc i don’t know how to talk to kids. 😭 i feel like kristen stewart in that snl duolingo for kids sketch.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

not online but i feel like A LOT in person. maybe too much.

What's the first thing you notice about people?

this is weird but… hair color? where i live, natural brunettes are dwindling because everyone’s dying their hair blonde. 😭 whenever i meet a natural brunette in the wild i always feel an instant kinship. we are bonded for life. we can never dye our hair.

What's your eye color?

blue!! i’m irrationally proud of it because my entire family has brown eyes. i’m cool. i’m ~different.~

Scary movies or happy endings?

HAPPY ENDINGS!!!! this is because i don’t watch scary movies, ever. any movie that is slightly “scary” is off-limits bc i am a huge coward. i can’t even watch the nightmare before christmas.💀

Any special talents?

i’m really good at hitting all the best rides at disneyland without waiting in lines longer than 15 minutes. it’s an art form that i’ve mastered.

Where were you born?

CALIFORNIA!!!! (california gurls we’re unforgettable)

What are your hobbies?

i love creating incredibly specific playlists for incredibly specific emotions. i collect pins!! one of my prized possessions is a limited edition tangled pin. i also like to write fic, although real ones know i only write it in my head because i’m always disappointed by my skill when i actually type it out. 💀

Have any pets?

an orange cat named winston! not from new girl, i just thought it was a cute name. he is my light and my life, and yes, he is dumb.

What sports did you play/have you played?

i did jazz and hip-hop as a kid, i was a cheerleader (backspot) for one year lol, and i played volleyball (middle) for two years. i sucked at everything. i’m not athletic. 😭😭

How tall are you?

my government height is 5’6.5” but i like to tell people 5’7” because it’s a neater number. 💀 my height is actually one thing about me that i love. i’m on the tall side but not super tall, y’know? great for concerts. i can see the stage but i’m not feeling guilty bc i don’t block other people’s views.

Favorite subject in school?

ENGLISH NATION RISE UP!! i was the kind of girl that everyone hated in english class bc i was always commenting in discussions. also, not to brag (i’m bragging) but i always got the highest scores on essays.

Dream job?

this sounds stupid bc i literally worked at a dinosaur museum and then quit because it sucked but. i want to be a museum tour guide because i love teaching people about things i’m obsessed with. not a dinosaur guide though. i hate dinosaurs. (sorry to the dinosaur kids)

no pressure tag @sotvtaughtmehowtofeel (if you’ve already done this i am so sorry don’t look at me i would be so embarrassed)

#never done one of these before!!! #ella yells

[parcai]

what would be the perfect day for you, activity and schedule wise, and then what does a day of relaxation look like for u irl

i don't like to 😭 oh god i don't like to relax NFHDKDGSKSGSK i like to DO shit and travel and explore and 😈 but if i must stay here and chill ☹:

1. the birds do not wake me up 😑 this step is essential to being able to sleep the fuck in for once and begin our soothing experience 💆‍♀️ once we have successfully shot down those motherfuckers 🕴, we rise ready for the day in an empty house w no one to bother me 👼🌞

2. 🚿, 🖌🦷

3. i like to cook when i am left alone actually 🥰 so maybe i will make a waffle as a treat, topped with some fresh fruit, homemade whipped cream w some lemon zest, be all snazzy 😚💯 watch some comedy while enjoying it

4. a nice morning walk and chat w my friend and her dogs at the nearby state park. she likes to bake so maybe i would skip breakfast before and we'll share cake together or smth idk 🥰 she's 12/10 ramsay should be afraid of his own baking skills (she made key lime pie from scratch for a party in 6th grade that's so extra ily 🤨)

5. i would drive up to a great lake of my choice. go shipwreck searching (we almost never find anything but it is a great deal of fun 🥰), tour the lighthouses even tho ik them all at this point, but i find them enjoyable. lunch out there is always excellent bc of the fresh seafood. i may bring a friend but only one and only a chiller one for relaxation sake 🧖‍♀️

6. by the time i get home it's evening. hmm homemade dinner brought outside (maybe pizza? that seems summer night outside worthy. but i like asian food and mexican better so ☹ this would be a difficult call), call over the gang, start up the firepit and grab marshmallows and the Good chocolate, drop down the white sheet on the deck, project a stupid movie everyone loves and have lots of fun w that, then kick them all out by 3am so i can sleep in peace 💀

#this is sad methinks 💀 but it makes me anxious and feel like i'm running out of time more than i usually do 😎 #relaxation is Bad ☹😭😭🔫 #answered #logan tag #wait i kinda wanna hear yours now #🤔 hold on #tw food #this is longer than i thought it would be 💀 i was just talking stupid filler shit in between 😭😭😭

[bobeni]

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✶ users! › denji, a. hayakawa × m!reader.

✶ cw’s! › hc’s & lil scenarios thingy‎‏‏‎, light angst as well as arguing ofc, still gonna say ‏‏‎‎‏‏‎possible ooc.

✶ notes! › (nov. 2022) fixed grammatical errors that i ‎‏‏‎somehow did not notice before 💀

  ⌒ DENJI ✶

he was a tad bit slow to pick up on when you started to avoid him. but when he realized it, he thought you were just being weird and assumed you wanted to be left alone so he didn’t really lose sleep over it.

but that was at first. days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and you haven’t as so little spared him a glance or talked to him, anything. “how much time does a guy need alone?” was one of the many questions running through his head.

when he felt like you were probably cool now, he went up to you one day and tried to talk to you…you know, like some friends tend to do. but you practically dissed him; you were so fucking cold and distant, he didn’t understand why you were acting like this because you were supposed to be best buddies, amigos, a dynamic duo一why did you basically drop him? it pissed him off like no other and he wanted the truth IMMEDIATELY.

…which unfortunately led to an argument and more.

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“What the hell’s your problem?!” Denji hollered at you, his hand fisted the collar of your uniform. The volume of his voice made you wince and you grabbed his wrist, trying to pry him off you. “Me? What about you? You’re in my face screaming, and for what?” You scowled.

There was one reason you could quickly think of that’s behind the blond’s outburst. He’s never been this angry at you, but if you told him the truth he’d probably hate you more than he already seems to.

“I’m tired of you actin’ like I don’t exist!” His grip got even tighter. “When I see you, you don’t start talkin’, you stopped coming over to hang out. I get nothing from you, man. Tell me why you’re fucking ignoring me. Was it over some petty shit I did? Well I’m sorry, okay?”

He doesn’t even know what he did and he’s still apologizing一but he didn’t even do anything, it’s all your stupid heart’s fault. Damn it.

“Just leave me alone, it’s nothing. I’m just being stupid.” You tried to get him off you again but he grabbed your hand and squeezed. “Quit doin’ that. Why won’t you just talk to me? I’m right here in front of you! I don’t care what it’s about, just tell me what’s up with you!” He was being so persistent, you knew he wasn’t going to give up until you told him something, anything. Your eyes started to burn and you felt tears trickle down your cheeks. You really couldn’t hide it anymore, could you?

“I can’t stand to see your face. It makes me sick,” you harshly exhaled and closed your eyes tight. You felt his body go rigid as you continued to speak. “It makes me so sick because everytime I see your face I’m reminded that we’ll never be together.”

“I hate that I had to like you of all people because I know you’ll never want me the way that I want you.”

You managed to peel his hands off of you but neither of you said anything, just standing in silence as you dried your eyes.

It was killing you the longer he stayed quiet, if anything, you wished the ground would just swallow you whole right now and maybe you’d be fine. But you knew that wasn’t going to happen一nothing you wanted ever happened.

“[name],” his voice was uncertain, almost like a question. You kept your eyes screwed shut, not trusting yourself to look at him. But then, you were engulfed in warmth. Denji was hugging you. His arms were wrapped around you in what felt like a protective way.

“I can’t believe you did all that ‘cuz you have a crush on me.” He snorted into your shoulder but you were still tense. “Don’t be such a loner next time and say somethin’. I mean, I could like you too and you’d never know it ‘cuz you ain’t ask.” he grumbled.

Hearing that made your face heat up, going slack in his embrace. Maybe waiting this long wasn’t so bad if he felt the same as you. Maybe you could finally have what you’ve always wanted.

  ⌒ AKI HAYAKAWA ✶

when he picked up on it, he was really confused on why the hell you suddenly didn’t want to be around him anymore. you would talk to him often, even about the stupidest things known to man; you were just always there. he grew to appreciate the time you guys spent together so he was kind of hurt that it was ripped away from him.

he didn’t say anything at first, he was honestly waiting to be sure that his suspicions that you cutting him off were true.

and in aki’s mind, he was correct; you barely looked his way, your kind smiles and addicting laughter became a rarity, you started to keep everything strictly professional and it was like there was a barrier separating you two… you just completely withdrew yourself from him.

when he finally wanted to say something to you, he had to find a way to corner you in a room where no one would eavesdrop (much to your demise).

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The raven was gripping your forearm tightly and you couldn’t help but feel scrutinized as he stared you down, his navy eyes unreadable. Not a word has been said since he practically trapped you in this room and you were hesitant to even question the reason behind all of this.

Aki stared at you for a second longer before furrowing his eyebrows, finally letting you go but at the expense of pulling a cigarette out of his pocket. You kissed your teeth as he lit it up before chastising him, “did you pull me in here just to have a smoke? If that’s what’s so important then I’m leaving.” You walked away and you almost thought he was going to let you walk out before he spoke up:

“Why don’t you like me anymore?”

With your hand right on the handle, you froze and looked back him deliriously. Maybe you just heard him wrong.

“I’m sorry?”

He had the clue to at least look a little flustered from his words but he stood his ground, repeating it once again. “Did I do something? You just... used to talk to me more, not ignore me like you do now.” He blew out a puff of smoke and sighed deeply. “It really hurts not having you around anymore, [name].”

Aki wasn’t looking at you this time. “What did I do to make you not like me?”

You were frozen at the door, looking like a deer caught in headlights. His words finally registered in your head and all you could think about was how he looked genuinely betrayed by you, his eyes all low and tired. A small chuckle made its way through you, then another, and then one after the next until you were having a full on fit. He didn’t say anything else but you felt that he was getting frustrated.

“It’s just so funny,” you dragged your palms down your face. “I was trying so hard to ignore my feelings for you because of the fact that we were just friends. I thought it was obvious enough, but I guess not. So I’ll say it…”

“I don’t like you anymore because I’m in love with you, dumbass.”

“Oh,” it was so soft you almost didn’t hear it. Aki’s face flushed and he stared at you once again, cigarette long forgotten between his fingers. “I wish you would've said something earlier, then I probably wouldn’t have been so worried.” He sighed, relieved at the revelation. “God, I really thought you hated me.”

You shrugged with a tiny, hesitant smile, “yeah, well, I don’t. Stop overthinking.”

“I could say the exact same thing to you.” Aki brought the cigarette to his lips one last time and inhaled, his eyes never leaving your’s.

You knew what he meant一he knows that, even if it’s left unspoken and floating in the air.

#chainsaw man x male reader #csm x male reader #chainsaw man x reader #csm x reader #denji x male reader #denji x reader #aki hayakawa x male reader #aki hayakawa x reader #csm x you #male reader #male reader insert #x male reader #mlm #✧ ˖ ⠀ sin’s joint . ❜ #i. ֺ ۪ 𝅄 ▸ ⠀ the sky just seems so blue . ❜ #ii. ֺ ۪ 𝅄 ▸ ⠀ moon’s on the line . ❜ #ִֶָ𖤐˚ ⠀ csm. #ִֶָ𖤐˚ ⠀ denji. #ִֶָ𖤐˚ ⠀ a. hayakawa. #black male reader

[halsteadlover]

Late Night Thunderstorms

*Gif not mine, credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader.

• Requested: no.

• Summary: you and Jay have an argument and this leads him to leave the apartment and go for a walk. It starts to rain and you're terrified of thunderstorm, but Jay is always there by your side to comfort you.

• Warnings: just a little bit of angst, fluff.

• Word count: 3393.

• A/N: this is the shitties and ugliest thing I've ever written, like I don't post for more than a month and this is what I come back with bye 💀. I'm working on requests in the meantime, I'm the worst I know but I just want to say I didn't forget them it just takes a lot of time (I know nobody cares 😭).

For the umpteenth time the food had gone cold.

For the umpteenth time you found yourself alone heating up dinner and eating.

For the umpteenth time you found yourself staying up late, worried, waiting for Jay to come home.

In the last period the time you spent together had drastically reduced due to the fast pace of his work. You didn’t blame him, you knew right from the start what it meant for your relationship, he was cop and you accepted this because you loved Jay and what he did. But you were human too and no matter how hard you tried to hide what you felt it was starting to become too much of a burden to bear.

You were starting to no longer tolerate the worry you felt from the time Jay left early in the morning to when he came home late at night, the promises he made of spending time together that he consistently couldn’t keep, or the way he hardly greeted you because of tiredness when he came home.

For the umpteenth time that evening you checked your cell phone, whose time was 11:32 pm. You checked if there was any notification from Jay but nothing, the last message was at 8:02 pm where he told you he’d be late that evening too.

There was no expressiveness in that message, not an ‘I love you’ as he always used to write to you, not an ‘I’m sorry’, nothing.

You threw your cell phone next to you on the sofa, not caring if it fell to the floor or not. Your mind began to wander on behalf, immersed in the thousand thoughts that continued to haunt you. Was Jay okay? Why hadn’t he replied to your message asking how he was doing? What was he doing?

Inevitably your thoughts turned to the possibility Jay was with another woman. What if he was cheating on you?

“No, no, no” you muttered to yourself, running your hands over your face and shaking your head slightly as if to chase those absurd thoughts out of your head. Jay would never do that, your Jay loved you, he would never do that to you.

It was midnight when Jay returned home.

He tried to be as quiet as possible while closing the door behind him, not knowing if you were sleeping but a wave of guilt flooded him when he saw you sitting on the sofa, your cell phone in your hands while you continued to toy with it nervously.

“Hi baby, I’m so sorry I’m late again…”

When your eyes lifted up and met his, Jay felt his heart tighten in his chest. You no longer looked at him with the same twinkle in your eyes you always looked at him and he knew the fault was solely his.

You didn’t say a word, you just gave him a general look to make sure he was okay and not hurt, and stood up, headed for your bedroom, followed by Jay.

“Babe is everything okay? What’s wrong?”

Jay realized how stupid his question had been when he observed the way you took a deep breath, as if trying to keep calm and not freak out. You kept ignoring him, not looking at him and acting like he wasn’t there. “Sweetheart please… Talk to me… I know you’re mad at me, I promised we’d eat together but today work has held me back longer than expected. I know I disappointed you again but I promise you I’ll make up for it…”

His words were interrupted by your bitter chuckle. By now you could recite what he’d say, all the promises he made which he didn’t keep. By now you no longer believed him, for you those words were just words spoken to the wind, devoid of content.

“I’m tired Jay. I can’t do this anymore” you murmured. Jay took a step towards you but you instinctively stepped back in an attempt to create distance between you. You tried not to look him in the eyes and see the expression of pain that appeared on his face at your refusal.

Jay’s heart was beating wildly and he knew what you meant but he didn’t fucking accept it, just the thought of you leaving him created a deep hole inside him.

“No, no, no don’t say this… I know you’re upset Y/N, I let you down…”

“Spare this bullshit Jay,” you snapped “I really tried to be understanding but I can’t take it anymore. You’re my boyfriend but I feel like you’re turning into a stranger, we’re falling apart can’t you see it?”

“Of course dammit! Don’t you think this situation is exasperating for me too?!”

“I don’t know, and if it is you don’t show it. Jay, God… We are not spending time together anymore, I can’t see you anymore, you come back in the evening and you hardly give me a kiss, I don’t even remember what your face looks like anymore! This situation has been going on for months, I can’t take this!”

“What do you want me to do Y/N! Do you really think it’s not difficult for me too? Do you think It’s not killing me the thought of you slipping through my fingers at any moment? What the fuck do you want me to do? Do you want me to quit your job?!” Jay raised his voice, frustrated and angry.

“Of course not! Do not put words in my mouth I haven’t said! You don’t even realize it…”

“Realize what for fucks sake?!”

“You’re changing Jay, I feel you’re not the same as before. I feel like there is only work for you now, nothing else, and don’t get me wrong I’m so proud of what you do, you risk your life every day to catch criminals but I have reached a breaking point. I want more, I want to be one of your priorities again and I’m sorry if this sounds selfish. It’s in the little things, things you don’t even notice… You don’t greet me anymore, you don’t kiss me anymore, days go by and we don’t even see each other yet we live in the same apartment, I don’t feel included in your life anymore, you don’t text me during the day and you don’t reply to my messages. Do you have any idea how fucking worried I am not knowing where you are or if you’re okay?!” you let it out, your eyes filled with tears as you tried to be strong and not cry, but failing miserably.

“Baby don’t cry please…” he murmured, his voice broken and his heart shattered at hearing those words and seeing you cry. “We can work on it, you’re right the job is sucking it all out and I’m so sorry. God, I hate to see you like this and I hate being the cause but we can do this I promise, I will have overtime removed and I will ask for a vacation… You’re my priority Y/N, you’ll always be…”

You shook your head, looking down for a moment and wiping your tears with the back of your hand before looking at him again. The crushed expression with which he looked at you made your heart break even more and God only knew how much it cost you to say those words. “No Jay I… I need some time to be alone.”

“Fuck no, no, no… We can fix this please Y/N, I love you so much you cannot leave me” he said frantically and approached you in an attempt to hug you but you dodged, again.

“Jay please, I love you so much too, I’m not leaving you I just need some time to clear my head… Don’t make it even more difficult…”

“Where are you going now?” he asked you in a low voice when he saw you open the closet and grab a sweatshirt.

“For a walk, I can’t stay here.”

“It’s after midnight you can’t go out… Please stay, I’ll leave if you want to be alone.”

“No, I need some fresh air,” you muttered after putting on the sweatshirt. You glanced at him, feeling your heart breaking into a thousand pieces and god if you were almost giving in and throwing yourself into his arms.

You exited the bedroom and quickly headed to the front door. He quickly approached you, blocking your way.

“No, there’s no way in hell I’ll let you go out alone. I’ll go, you stay here, okay?” he said and by his tone and the way he was looking at you, you understood there wasn’t space to argue about that.

You sighed and, without saying a word, you turned your back to him and got back to the bedroom.

A sob left your lips when you heard the front door slam, a sign Jay must have gone, and at that very moment you burst into tears.

You sat on the bed, your back resting on the headboard, your knees to your chest and your arms surrounding them while you had your forehead resting on your knees.

You wondered how you ended up in that situation. One minute you were the most solid and happy couple and the next minute you were on the bed crying desperately wondering if your relationship was continuing or not.

Was it just your fault? Was it you who demanded too much?

You had seen the expression Jay had on his face as he looked at you, you knew in your heart Jay was doing his best to divide his work and still make time for you. It wasn't his fault and you acted like it was, you knew you had gone too far and, after a tiring day, he didn't deserve your rant to make it worse.

But you'd never get to that point, you just wanted your Jay again. God, you missed him so much. You missed going to sleep between his scent and his arms, you missed the evenings when you stayed home just to watch a movie and ended up falling asleep in each other's arms on the sofa, you missed when he came back early from work and you could feel his arms around your hips and kiss you while you cooked, even though it always ended up with him turning off the stove and dragging you into the bedroom.

You just missed him.

The rumble of thunder made you awaken from your thoughts. The sound of heavy rain pounding on the window and your thoughts immediately went to Jay who was out there who knew where.

Trying to ignore the thunder, you grabbed your phone and dialed Jay's number. His ringtone began to ring in the silence of the house and a curse left your lips as you realized he had left his cell phone at home, making it impossible to know where he was.

A particularly powerful thunder boomed throughout the house and it was so loud you could almost hear the window panes shaking. You covered your ears with your hands in a futile attempt to suppress the noises of thunder.

You didn't know the reason but they were one of the things most terrified you, there was no particular reason you just knew from an early age the thunders was some of your worst nightmares.

You always loved the rain, it always had a calming effect on you. There was nothing relaxed you more than hearing the sound of rain pounding against the window, sitting next to it with a steaming cup of tea in your hands and watching the water fall from the sky.

You loved the rain but absolutely hated thunderstorms.

You couldn't help but imagine how Jay in that moment would immediately draw you into his arms, whispering words of comfort to you as he squeezed you tightly to his chest.

I want my Jay.

You realized then there was no way on earth you'd be able to be without him, it was just impossible, you felt so lost.

Jay lost track of time as he continued walking. He was lost in his thoughts and didn't even realize where he had come from.

How did you get to that point?

Jay had realized lately he was neglecting you but he hadn't realized he had let the situation get out of hand so much, he had not realized he was losing you. The truth was he had taken you for granted and hadn't in the least thought this situation, the broken promises, the postponed dinners, the forgetfulness in the long run would ensure you could get away from him.

The very thought of going home and not finding you there caused a chasm inside him, he couldn't lose you, he couldn't risk it.

A curse left Jay's lips as he realized it started raining, the thunders loud. His thought immediately ended on you and how scared you must have been at that moment. He knew how frightened you were of thunders and lightning and he couldn't forgive himself for how he had left you alone when you needed him most.

Jay made the ride home in less than ten minutes, he had never raced the way he did then but he didn't care, he didn't care about the rain, the cars, he didn't care about slipping and risking falling badly, he just wanted to go home.

When he opened the front door he immediately ran to your bedroom. He felt his heart break as he saw you curled up on the bed, your legs bent towards your chest and your hands covering your ears.

The sound of another thunder made you jump but when a couple of arms, that couple of arms, hugged you like they had never done before, you knew you weren't alone, that everythingwould be okay.

“It's okay baby, I'm here... I've got you” Jay whispered as he continued to hold you. One hand continued to stroke your hair while the other was around your shoulder, his lips from time to time stamping a kiss on the top of your head. Those simple words were enough to make you feel better, he was enough to make everything go better.

My Jay is here.

“Nothing's gonna happen to you baby, you're safe. I'm not leaving you ever again I promise, I'm so sorry.”

You tightened your arms around him in turn, resting your head on your chest. You immediately noticed how he rose and fell quickly, breathing heavily, a sign that he had run.

“You're here” you whispered, almost incredulous he was really there. For a moment you really thought you'd never see him again, you really screwed it up.

“I'm here baby, I'm gonna always be here. I'm not leaving you again, I'm so sorry...”

“No baby I'm sorry, I was so...” you sniffled and stopped when a tear ran down your cheek. You felt a mix of emotions in that moment you couldn't even explain it, but first of all you felt so stupid, so stupid for almost losing the person you loved most in the world. Jay pulled away from you and gently cupped your face with his hands, his thumbs stroking your cheeks and wiping away your tears.

“Shhh don't cry please. It was my fault, I neglected you and you had every reason to be mad at me. I know these are words spoken to the void but I promise this won't happen again, I don't care about the work or anything else other than you, you're my priority” he stopped for a few seconds, looking at you so intensely, with eyes so full of emotion, he seemed to want to read inside “I never want to risk losing you again, I never want to feel this fear again.”

“You just did your job and I was so stupid, you risk your life every time you step out the door and I'm sorry to have forgotten it” you mumbled, raising a hand and stroking his face too “I don't want to lose you either Jay, I love you so much.”

Jay squeezed you back against his chest with so much force it almost took your breath away. “I love you to death little one.”

The thunder in that moment was so powerful it rumbled through all the walls and it was as if a bomb had gone off out there. You jumped in fear, taking refuge even more in Jay's arms who held you so tightly you almost forgot where you were.

“I've got you baby, I won't let anything happen to you,” he said, continuing to kiss you on the head, on the forehead, his hand caressing your back in an attempt to calm you down “You're safe with me , it's okay.”

“Don't let me go...” you muttered, your eyes closed as you continued to shake. God how much you hated thunder, you looked like a goddamn five-year-old.

“I'm not letting you go baby, I'm here with you.”

Jay continued to cradle you in his arms for an indefinite time, not caring in the least about the position in the long run had become uncomfortable. He continued to whisper words of comfort to you throughout the storm, until the thunder stopped and the rain subsided.

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too baby,” you replied in a low voice “But you have to change now, your clothes are all wet.”

“No, I don't want to leave you.”

You giggled, trying to lift your head to sit upright but Jay stopped you, squeezing you even tighter. “Jay c'mon you're gonna catch a cold and I don't want anything to happen to you.”

“I don't care,” he replied in a firm tone of voice, not even wanting to hear any objection “And besides, you'll be here to take care of me, aren't you love?”

“Of course baby but I'd rather have you in perfect health” you said and at that point you slightly broke away from him. Your eyes met his and immediately a flock of butterflies started fluttering in your stomach.

God he was so handsome, so damn handsome.

You raised a hand and stroked his face, then ran it through his hair still damp from the rain. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he saw the way you were looking at him and before he could even say a word, you pressed your lips to his in a sweet kiss.

His hand ended up in your hair, closing it in a fist as he deepened the kiss, the other hand gripping your hips in an attempt to draw you as close to him as possible.

“I love you,” you whispered between kisses “I love you so much Jay.”

“Fuck.” Jay's grip grew more and more to the point where you thought his fingers would leave their mark on your hips even though you couldn't care less. “Don't ever stop saying it please.”

You smiled and it blew Jay totally out of his mind, it was one of the many things that drove him so crazy about you. He continued kissing you as if his life depended on it, sucking the air out of your lungs and leaving you almost breathless. You ended up sitting on top of him, your legs around his hips and your arms surrounding his neck, never pulling your lips away.

Jay's hands went under your shirt and he tried to suppress a grin as he noticed the way you shivered, how your body reacted to his touch.

“You know babe, there is nothing better than a dose of fixative sex after a fight, don't you think?” he said, a mischievous look on his face. A smirk appeared on your face and in response you took off his shirt, throwing it on the floor and leaving him bare-chested. You almost drooled looking at him and before he could say anything you kissed him again, biting and sucking his lower lip. A moan escaped his lips and that was just enough to make you totally lose your mind.

“Fuck yes” you whispered on his lips and Jay barely gave you time to process what was happening he grabbed your hips and changed your position, causing you to get under him, making you completely and inexorably lose yourself in him.

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[ivymonkshood]

Piercings

TW! mention of the word “dick” a little too much, dick pics and sugestive content lol

Tokyo revengers man with ✨Dick Piercings ✨

°Draken, Mikey, Hanma, Ran, Taiju, Terano, Baji.

—Draken °Prince Albert

The Prince Albert piercing is and looks painful, is actually my favorite one by looks.

I see Draken as somebody clean and cautious, he'll take good care of the piercing even after is healed.

He never cared about having a piercing in such place, but you mentioned it and he had to give it a try.

Draken does a whole investigation about it, and ends overthinking about the fact that the piercing can break condoms-

Only wears baggy bottoms, baggy jeans, pijama shorts, or nothing.

Doesn't care about the jewelry at all, might take you with him for you to chose it.

He neither shows it off, Mikey obviously knows about the piercing and he shows him but that's all.

Why the Prince Albert? Because it looks cool, you may think he'll back up 'cause of the pain percentage, but mf got a tattoo in his head at 5th grade, he ain't blinking.

After it healed... Draken will either take the stuff very slow or straight up masochist pounding, no in between.

Would get another? Maybe no, but he sees you so excited and horny about it that he might think about it twice.

—Mikey °Hafada

Mikey got it for fun.

Gives 0 fucks if it hurts, he's getting it.

Was very indecisive at the beginning, wanted to get more that 2.

Mikey usually forgets he has it and that it haven't healed so you'll have to help him with that.

Tried to clean it with alcohol- 💀

The type to go around the house naked cause "it's for the piercing to heal quicker"

His pain tolerance is so good that he didn't even realize the needle wasn't there anymore.

He chose the jewelry and it's a ball closure ring, a silver ball closure ring. Kinda cute.

Why the Hafada piercing? Mikey loves his balls being stimulated more than his actual length so yeah, he also thought you'll find it tough but is actually cute.

After it healed... Mikey is a mess, he's rough.. He gets very touchy touchy when the piercing no longer hurts cause of friction.

Would get another? No. He didn't liked the month and half waiting cause he couldn't stop touching it, neither that he couldn't get some touch from you.

—Hanma °Ampallang

Ampallang is a piercing that is positioned horizontally on the tip.

Got it after he overheard you and your friends talking.

Is a raw looking piercing, perfect for him.

Got Kisaki as his personal support.

"Is a stupid idea" "So you're saying I should do it?"

Hanma handles pain really good but will whine like a poor puppy if you ask him if it hurts.

Wears 0 underwear, sleeps man spreaded.

This piercing yells condom proof

Hanma might be dumb but he knows what things to do and the way he should treat his pierced dick.

He got it healed sooner than expected.

Man loves to show off, so probably everybody knows he has it.

He sends you pictures of the process, the bloody tip of his dick right there, no context.

He loves jewelry, so he got a shiny and high quality gold straight barbell sparkling on the tip of his length.

Why the ampallang piercing? Hanma enjoys pain, he's neither a simple person also, it worked really well as an excuse to not wear condoms anymore-

After it healed... The first thing he wanna get from you is a blowjob, he did it for you so you better be grateful 😚

Would get another? Hell yeah. Each time more painful than the other.

—Ran °Deep shaft reverse PA

He lost a bet.

But kinda ended up liking it.

Ran is very delicate, at least with his appearance so he definitely will do  the healing process perfectly.

Just like Draken, he didn't expect to ever have a piercing 'there' but things happens, right..?

The type to send you thirsty pictures asking you if you like it, with a hundred android emojis.

His pain tolerance is good but his dick is extremely sensitive, like you blow some air on it boom, hard.

Ran loves having an impeccable image, I see him like the type to have a lot of piercings changes just for when it heals.

And shows all of them to you like is a runway walk.

Tells Rindou and he gets a matching one.

Why the Deep shaft Reverse Prince Albert? He didn't knew what to choose, he only thought about something that would surely surprise you but only the thought of him having one was enough to surprise you.

After it healed... Ran takes things gradually, he doesn´t see the reason in hurrying up, hes gonna fuck you anyway. But he´s a teasing little shit-

Would he get another? Maybe yes, maybe not. If it´s a yes he might not get it on his dick.

—Taiju °King´s crown

Another man that have never been interested in having a piece of metal stabbing his dick.

Got it after a night of drinks, everybody was drunk, Koko got a tongue piercing and he wanted to "experiment".

The Dydoe is very discrete, if you ask me.

Taiju has no problems taking care of it, cleans it with warm water, changes the jewelry twice a month after the healing, this man is perfect.

He do has problems with the clothing, usually somebody with a dick piercing has to wear baggy clothes but this man only wears tailored suits-

Won't show off, Taiju is a "me and for my partner" kind of man.

Hissed a little bit out of pain, but not that much!

He doesn't have any preference when it comes to chose the jewelry, he got two silver horseshoe rings, the piercer picked them for him.

In that drunk-as-hell state he was he almost beat the complete fuck out of the piercer when he felt something pointy-

His dick is a king, the piercing fits perfectly.

Wears more than 1 condom.

Why the King's crown/Dydoe piercing? He was lights out when he got it but after the hangover he realizes he kinda likes how it looks.

After it healed... Taiju wants you to watch. He unbutton his pants infront of your heated up face, watching you drool at his feet as you eye the new decoration in complete silent. Dinner is ready.

Would get another? No, not even as a teenager he had this interest in piercings, he would just get more cautious for that to never happen again.

—Terano °Reverse Prince Albert

You got his dick a nickname and it's "Bull genitals"

He got it cause of the name.

He loves it too, it felt like a mosquito bite.. On his dick.

Man had no idea he could get a piercing "there".

No matter how careful he tries to be, the cleaning always ends with hurting himself accidentally.

The kind to press down the jewelry just to feel the slight pain surrounding the tip.

Minami wears a lot of baggy pants but he loves being naked even more.

Will let you pick the jewelry for him, he's in between a segment ring or a ball closure ring, both big to make it feel heavy.

Takes his pants off in front of you after cleaning it and tells you the process, for you to tell him if there´s something wrong.

Why the Reverse PA? He is big and he knows it, he wanted something that would match his tough personality.

After it healed... Roleplay. Come on, bull piercing equals bull costume. He's a fan of watching the thick mix between your spit and cum dripping down the gold ring directly into your mouth visuals guys, visuals

Would get another? Plain yes.

—Baji °Frenum 

Something small and simple.

Has problems with piercings, he thinks they look cool but he´´s kinda scare 'cause of his mom-

Has an intense crisis when he forgets to clean it one day

Has no idea why he got it, just knows he's about to regret it

ScReaMs when the shower head water hits the piercing.

Threatened the piercer with beating his ass if he didn't let him chose the jewelry.

His dick is sensitive, he's whining hard when the needle made its way in.

Kazutora told him to put hand sanitizer on it 💀

"Are you sure..?" "Yeah, that's how I clean mine"

Wants you to help him with it :c

Baji is a softy, change my mind.

Why the frenum piercing? He was just accompanying Kazutora, he got it out of curiosity.

After it healed... He gets excited when he spots a metal detector.

Would get another? No, that was a way too stressing situation.

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[sharpbluejay]

when i thought of jaytaliajade, a lot of ideas popped into my head too. it’s mainly them using him to get off, only really entertaining him when it benefits them. they enjoying toying with him and ordering him around, prioritizing their pleasure over his and directing him. they love to tease him; remind him that he’s not on par with bruce and roy. it only gets him more motivated. jade thinks it’ll be funny to send a “corrupted” batboy back, and that’s exactly what they did.

this imagery this inspires is so addictive, hold up a second 😩😩okay so this ended up softer than I thought it would be but please have this offering for putting them into my brain 💀

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Jade shows up to see Talia when she’s three months pregnant. Talia tilts her head when she sees her, clicks her tongue, and says, “you’ve been busy,” Jade smirks, lets Talia take her by her arms like they’re sisters in arms or even friends. “We haven’t even called for you.”

“I heard he wasn’t here, thought I show up.” Talia side-eyes her as they walk through the hallways. Everyone they pass looks at her with a reverence that Jade used to envy (used to).

“You’re always welcome here,” Talia says, like the intro to a cult movie. Jade can think of ten thousand other places she would rather be (starting with a little shitty apartment in New York next to a sleeping red-head that she’s been chasing from her thoughts).

“I like to keep my visits to a minimum,” Jade says. Talia squeezes her arm. It’s warm, downright friendly.

“I’m working on a project,” She says, a soft note in her voice. They stand in front of her rooms, the ornate doors are edged in gold.

“I heard.” Another side-eye, a small smirk tugging at her lips. Jade can admit Talia has always been one of the most beautiful women she’s ever seen. There is just an effortless beauty to her, a glint in her sharp green eyes as she cocks her head.

“From who?” She asks.

Batman’s son is no longer the small boy she saw by Roy’s side in his red and green. No, he’s taller than her, looks down on her with sharp green eyes. Talia lets her go to put a hand on his shoulder, which sends him to his knees.

“He’s well trained,” Jade says. Thinks back on all her run-ins with the former Robin and his band of merry misfits and how wild they were and figures that Talia had to be the one to train this one into the quiet soldier that he is. She can’t quite remember how he was when she met him, can’t remember what made him different from his predecessor.

“Only with me,” Talia says. There is a wistful type of proudness in her voice as she touches the boy’s face with a tenderness that Jade’s never seen her possess. “Come here, Jade.” She’s never been stupid enough to deny Talia. The spymaster has deployed her on more than one occasion, pays well, is fond of how Jade utilizes the shadows.

Talia takes her wrist in her hand. Her fingers dance along her pulse. Anyone else and Jade would already be reaching for her knives, but Talia’s fingers are gentle.

“The boy softened you,” Jade says, and Talia’s eyes fall to her stomach and then raise back up to her eyes.

“I do not appear to be the only one soft.” And Jade’s throat tightens as she grits her teeth. Talia strokes her cheek. It is as close as an apology as Jade will ever get from her. “Let me show you what he can do, let him please you.” Talia has always been able to convince people of anything. “Then we can talk further about that.” And again her eyes flick to Jade’s belly, and before she can protest, like a switch, Talia moves.

“Let her touch you,” She says, aimed down at the boy. It is such an explicit order. His eyes flick first to Jade’s, something like stubbornness entering his eyes before they flick down to the ground. Talia takes her hand again, makes Jade run her fingers along the boy’s cheek.

Then her fingers tangle in his hair before she tugs him closer to meet Jade’s legs.

“You are going to make her feel good.”

“Talia,” Jade starts. She isn’t here for this.

“And you,” she says, her words aimed at Jade, her sharp green eyes drawing her in. “are going to let him.” Jason is nosing at her panties. Laces his arms behind his back. Talia’s fingers are on her chin, pulling her in for a kiss, and Jade doesn’t stop them, doesn’t really want to.

#jade #talia #jason #there is lore here that ive figured out to make this particular thing work but for the moment this can stand alone #if i can clean it up i can use it for the rarepair weekend though #snippets #rated: m