#anyway. i hope someone out there gets all of the little joke/references i put into this god bless

[engiespy]

Freak Fortress Pool Party!

*no Pyroguns were harmed in the making of this pool party

[whxtsaheart]

kissin’ i hope they caught us ₊˚⊹

g!p popular campus crush loser!megan x lowkey gf!fem reader

inspired by doja cat - agora hills ♪‧₊˚

summary ⊹₊⟡⋆ :

megan meiyok skiendiel, the one everybody desires, despite being a chick-magnet, she’s actually just a good-for-nothing yearner, behind closed doors she’s all yours.

content/tags ⊹₊⟡⋆ :

nsfw, cocky!megan, she’s ginger here, praise kink, blowjobs, oral fixation, cowgirl, unprotected sex, making out in campus, megan refers you as kitten, service bot!megan (?), pwp, aftercare

sigh… there she goes again in the hallway.

you think to yourself as megan could be seen being fangirled over just walking by, the girls just staring at her while having her friends next to her while going back to her class.

she shoots you a small wink when her attention diverts to you, pretending like she didn’t see you. oh how they could’ve only knew she’s just so pathetic right under your hands.

you shrug it off since all she’s doing is gaining more attention from her cockiness. on the other hand, you’re also surrounded by people, and your friend group.

later on the day… you hear some chatter around the lockers after your first period.

“i can’t waiiit to ask megan out on a date like, she’s so pretty!”

followed by laughter by the two girls who are talking, you scoff and just walk by past them, it’s not like you care anyway if they like her, then someone catches your eye. again. megan, with her casual oversized shirt and that black hoodie that covers whats underneath, pairing with that stupid beanie of hers.

“heard them over there, kitten? that one’s gonna take me out~” she attempts to put her hand over your waist playfully, you quickly stop her hand.

“like she can.” hinting a possessive tone, her eyes widen as you leave her there by the side of the lockers. you’ve got better things to do than spend time with her, knowing she’s trying to get your attention isn’t gonna change the fact she’s practically everybody’s crush and it makes you feel frustrated.

you can barely interact with megan on campus either, she’s talking to her friends, while you’re also here helping out people and bringing them company, especially hanging out with your friends as well. you could’ve sworn you just need her every damn night at this point.

you’re seen with your friends talking about classes and switching back and forth between teachers, it’s megan again, this time taking photos for her posts and making them check if what she’s doing is correct like an idiot. if they only knew how much she pines for you, not only is she the campus crush around, she’s also an influencer.

she’s there for every game on the campus field and taking pictures for her ig story to show people where she’s at. when you share a class with her, you can visibly see wandering eyes around her, which you definitely don’t like at all.

studying was no problem, but when there’s distraction around about conversations that connect to megan? you think again about what you’re learning about.

it’s all about her this, her that. suddenly she starts bragging to you about how she got a cute labubu as a gift from one of her fangirls, telling you how charming and sweet of a gift it was.

does she ever get tired about them?

college is almost over and you sit yourself quietly in the library, studying still.. and then you see that insufferable face again from earlier. this time she wants to redeem herself, sitting beside you and facing herself towards you while she lays her head down on the table with her arms crossed.

you move a little away from her, her facial expression confused about the situation, “heyyyy, what’s wrongg?”

you refuse to answer and keep flipping between pages on your book, she can tell you’re jealous about the conversation you heard.

“come on y/n, like i’d ever actually go on a date with a girl like that earlier..” she playfully pokes her finger to your cheek, sighing once again at her silly jokes with you.

“we barely spend time together, megs.” you close your book, “besides, don’t you have better things to do than follow me around like a stalker?”

she grins, audibly laughing softly at what you told her.

“i’m tired of those girls following me.. so why not get close to you, kitten?”

she fixes her posture and lays her head on your shoulder, reaching for your hand, her soft and big hands meet yours, holding it gently then intertwining your fingers together.

“they all think you’re single.” trying to take your hand off of hers, she grips your hand even tighter.

“then lets show them i’m not.” she stands up, pulling you with her, running to show you off. college is almost empty and she brings you to an empty storage room, leaving the door half opened.

she then puts her lips against yours, needy. desperate. pulling your waist close to hers and you cant help but whimper against her warm skin pressing against yours. who thought this loser was such a good kisser?

you slide your fingers up her shirt to lift her hoodie up, caressing her waist as she brings you in even further, just a simple make out session visibly made her hard, aching between those pants of hers to be begged free.

“let’s take this to my dorm.. please..” she breathes out after pulling away from the kiss, you nod, face flushed and red. a few minutes later you’re already at her dorm, and both of your arousal has her cock throb at imagining what you could just do with gentle touches between the two of you.

tension getting heavy and back to passionately making out, you take her hoodie off in between the moment, letting it fall on the floor leaving her oversized shirt on.

you push her onto the bed, desperately wanting to suck her off. kneeling on her carpet floor, unbuckling her belt and pulling her boxers down to her ankles, hands went down to reveal her cock, it sprang forth, freeing her needy cock that’s been pulsating for the touch of you.

letting a groan when you start to stroke her gently.

she flutters her eyes shut while she whimpers with each stroke you give her, “look at me, megs.” you command, she nods and opens her eyes, admiring the sight of you kneeling down ready to wrap your tongue around her throbbing length, her tip already smearing pre-cum over the sight.

you lap on her tip to tease her, seeing her throw her head back and legs shaking from you placing your tongue teasingly and letting her cock slap on it. she moans loudly when you finally take her tip in your mouth, moving your head slowly to take her whole cock inside.

your bob your head up and down in a repeated movement slowly, megan’s cock would constantly hit the back of your throat, your mouth just felt so warm on her cock that she could feel herself near release. gripping the bed sheets, letting you enjoy your own pace.

increasing your motion, she jolts at the sudden increase of movement, moaning at each time her cock hit the back of your throat, turned on even more seeing you gag on her cock. she felt that familiar build up rising, rolling your eyes back when you put your head down deeper, feeling all of megan inside.

“a–ah, fuck– gonna cum..!” she groans out as your nails grip into her thigh, sweat dripping down on your forehead as she cums inside your mouth, swallowing every drop of cum she spurts out, taking all of it inside your mouth.

you pull her cock out of your mouth and stick your tongue out, making sure she knows you swallowed all of it. her dick still hard, she pats your head gently and lovingly. “you did so well, kitten..” she praises, lingering an affectionate tone.

to be led with another kiss, moving up further onto the bed, the sight of city lights in the mirror as the ac’s air brush against her hair when you put her underneath you, pressing into each others bodies once again.

“i need you so bad, kitten. so so so bad.” she helps you take your pants off of you as she rubs her fingers slightly on the fabric of your panties near your clit. feeling your soaked pussy that’s been throbbing, waiting for her dick to tame you.

“so cute and wet for me.. fuck, i want you.” she breathes out as you let out a whine when she finally throws your panties to the side and lines up her length against your pulsating cunt. sliding it in to feel your walls clench when she thrusts it in slowly.

a long moan escaped your lips with the pleasure of her slow thrusts inside you, forgetting to move you let her set the pace, feeling euphoric with each thrust inside your pussy, her thrusts turning into loud pounding, hungry. hungry for more of her love.

more of the moment that you savor when she voices out whimpers, cursing to herself that she just needs you.

craving the taste of your body, with each thrust she wants you to belong to her and her only. her property.

other than attracting the girls, her full attention is only on wanting you, desperate for release in her thrusts that get sloppy inside you, her cock coated in all of your slick.

“kitten, i’m close.. cum with me, please. i need you. nngh– please..” whining out when she thrusts faster in you, you nod as you both approach your climax, you lay close to her neck when she hugs you close, letting you feel all the pleasure, your orgasm hits you as you roll your eyes back in delight, she cries out and shoots thick ropes into your pussy, slowly thrusting and comes to a pause when both of you are finally resting.

you feel her cock get flaccid inside you and clean up both of your mess. “you did so so well kitten, i’m so proud of you.” patting your head again as megan kisses your forehead, adoring the sight of you laying on top of her chest, rubbing your back and then moving you to the side. cuddling underneath the soft blanket she has, whispering sweet nothings inside your ear to help you fall asleep, she adores you so much.

it’s morning…

you wake up with megan still beside you, determined to not leave you at all and keep you company. laying beside her and making the most out of the moment of her sleeping, sunkissed face and those lips you just want to kiss, her eyes closed drowsy from this special unforgettable night that you gave her today. you hug her tighter to capture and cherish the moment.

[hanasnx]

Dick fucking the reader to give her an attitude adjustment after seeing her flirting with Wally just to provoke him. 😛

MINORS DNI 18+

NOTES: DC is for December Event! — request DC characters.

Ever since DICK GRAYSON shot up past Wally West in height and in charm, there’s been some tight competition for feminine attention. At times, they make the most of it by joking about “sharing.” Wally will even refer to you as “our girlfriend” and Dick finds that harmless until you start acting on it. It’s not your fault, you think, you’ve just been largely ignored. As you know, Wally is starved for attention, and you’re willing to give him a little confidence booster while Nightwing neglects you to satiate his responsibilities as team leader.

“You’re so funny, Wally,” you tell him after you’ve finished laughing about whatever dumb joke he relayed, coiling a lock of your hair around your finger.

He doesn’t notice it at first, believing your flattery. It shows on him, raising an arm to curl his bicep in a power pose while he finishes some story about some goon he got the drop on. You don’t really care, and instead, take a step closer to him. At the sight of his arm, you reach out to palm his flexed bicep and he visibly tenses, his expression softening.

“And you’re strong, too.” you add, your fingers undulating pressure onto the muscle and he’s taken aback. Your hand falls away as his arm drops and his heel slides back as if to gain a little breathing room. “Bet you could lift me.” you challenge, inclining in his direction, and he’s hit with a wave of your shampoo.

“Uh, is this some prank I don’t know about? Am I getting punked?” his nervous stutterings are laced with a sort of hopefulness, glancing around as you slide into his atmosphere.

“Oh, c’mon. Don’t be so stiff.” you taunt, and it gives him half a mind to reciprocate your advances out of pure habit, straitening his posture while a single finger of yours flicks up his super-suit. Your big doe eyes peer up at him, “Aren’t I your girlfriend too?” You use that inside joke against him, and he rolls his tongue between his lips.

Usually, he’d give in to the banter, partake in a little playful flirting but something felt off—and that feeling was confirmed as soon as the narrowed white eyes of Nightwing’s domino mask landed on the two of you.

“I shouldn’t even be humoring this. I know you were just doing it to get at me—and besides, what kind of a girlfriend does that shit anyway?” Dick rambles heatedly, that frustration shining through his husky and winded tone while he yanks you back onto his cock after you shied away. Pinned down on all fours by the vigilante’s overpowering strength, you’re forced to take what he gives you. Big hands bite into your torso, putting an ache into your organs while he moves you too roughly.

You pick up your head to respond, come to your own defense a little, but a palm spans the back of it to shove you right back down into the mattress. You get a mouthful of sheets while he says, “Shut up,” rather flippantly. His hips pass a bruising pace, and you yell into the blanket between your teeth. “No more jokes, no more Wally, I don’t want any more confusion on who you belong to.” he talks as if you’re someone to give orders to while his dick is lodged up in your insides, shooting an electric shock up your spine every time it sheathes. “You’ve got some kind of attitude problem, some little princess complex and I’m sick of it.”

[staravyz]

Hiii can we have Senku and a clingy partner but smart and strong

I love your stuff and hope you have a good day/night!

︖﹖ㅤㅤSenku w/a Clingy Partner 🤯

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❕️ㅤclick4rules—4masterlist

ㅤㅤ🔭ㅤㅤ—ㅤ(dr stone) ishigami senku x gn!reader

ㅤ﹑tags ... fluff/headcanons/implied relationship and r-r-r-r-romance.../reader glaze/i love glazing reader

ㅤ౨ৎㅤ—ㅤa/n﹕AAYYAY MY FIRST REQUEST YIPPEE (>▂<) i went with headcanons if that's okay also reader was a sports player in the old world

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpre petrification

holy moly were you a high achiever 🙏

medals and certificates, you exceeded in athletics and academics

your classmates often wondered what your secret was in maintaining such a stable sanity and life

the trick? senku's persistent ass who takes pleasure in using your talents and skills to complete side quests for his illegal science projects

you are not allowed to skip practice

he doesn't even come to any of your games smh

fetching this and that

buying this and that

coding this and that

it was just part of your routine at that point to always be running errands for him

senku was taught how to say please and thank you, he just... does it differently...........

senku isn't a romantic person in the slightest

he isn't one for physical touch at all, but if it's coming from you, he doesn't mind

unlike taiju's suffocating hugs, your embrace is comfortable and respectful.

for the sake of senku's sanity, reader will be an acts of service and quality time type of clingy rather than physical touch

always seen together, yet senku is so used to your company that it hasn't registered in his head how you're always nearby until someone else points it out

then begins the over-analyzation behind every minor interaction you two have ever had

he attempts to keep it subtle but senku isn't known for that lol

his intentions become clear at some point and that's when you'd have to explain that you simply enjoy being around him because interesting things always seem to happen to him

for such a random reason senku failed to consider, he was a little skeptical about your honesty regarding that

"you sure you weren't paid to assassinate me and you're just waiting for the right time to strike?"

"i'm sure."

after this hell of a revelation, senku gradually began reciprocating your actions more and more

it took a while for it to click for him

but one side quest turned to an unexpected date after the other... there were more reasons to be near each other besides projects and school.

senku definitely googled "how to treat my partner right" at least once just to make sure he wasn't messing anything up

relationships were the last thing on his mind, but putting the pros and cons on paper with you in mind, it wasn't so difficult to convince him anymore

he even caught himself planning a future with you

he shut it down pretty quick, but that doesn't mean he willingly forgot everything he was thinking about

future jobs, university, travelling, studies, all with you would make things ten billion times easier

overall, your clingy affection and presence may not be reciprocated by senku, but it will be appreciated.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤpost petrification

is petrification cold, or is it just the absence of your warmth?

anyway, your waking was guaranteed to be as soon as possible

for reasons other than senku being uncomfortable with the lack of your voice and presence, of course

never has he ever outright admitted to missing you

and he never will

whenever he has extra material left over, he makes small gifts for you. to avoid wasting resources, of course

your touchstarved ahh probably infected him too so now he's slightly more affectionate than he was before

it's fitting because he's probably referred to you as a contagious disease as a joke at one point

senku has zero interest in sports and games but he'll reinvent a volleyball or something for you to play with taiju

but if he needs you in the lab and you start going "one more game! one more game!" you're getting dragged by the ankles and he has no remorse.

for a multitalented person, your name is likely being called out every 5 seconds from every direction and that will definitely get overwhelming at some point.

senku deals with that for you by politely shutting everyone up by bringing back drama tv or whatever will keep the others away from annoying you

so that he can be the only person to bother you with requests, duh

you are the only exception

ㅤ౨ৎㅤ—ㅤa/n﹕guys i really should've joined badminton this year idk why i didn't i regret not joining 🥀

©️ staravyzㅤ(¬_¬") do not steal, translate, or repost.

[writtenbyan-aries]

Summary: Request on Wattpad - “Could u write on where y/n is a friend of Sam and colby and they invite her to a party with the intention to seduce her at said party, so the whole night they flirt with y/n and tease and touch her. When they notice that she's all riled up and confused they invite her upstairs and shit gets freakydeakey, like pure filth and name calling and stuffAnd they mostly focus on her but like that thing where they're like "you got your fun, now it's our turn to get our fun" I hope it makes sense”

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, alcohol drinking, pot smoking, unprotected sex with both Sam and Colby, creampie, choking, biting, sexual inuendos, praising, dirty talk, heavy teasing, filth filth and filth

Since Halloween is coming up… I’ll do a costume party.. you’re welcome so there is slight references to the devil and other stuff like that.

Word Count: 5.7k | not really edited yet

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You put in your headband that had your white feathery halo attached to the top of it and looked in the mirror, "Hey, mick? You almost ready?"

You applied your red lipstick, pressing your lips together a few times before leaning back up, "They guys told us not to be late."

"The guys can wait, not like our lives revolve around them anyway." Mick says walking into the room.

Your life actually did revolve around them, you liked them. Both. A lot. But no one really knows it. They really can't. So you play it off, "You're obviously not as excited for this party as I am, so what gives?"

She lays on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, "Rough day, I guess. I need to get drunk, so.." she jumps up, her tinted pigtails bouncing as she does, "I'm excited for alcohol."

Your phone dings and you pull it out from your purse, smiling as you see it's a selfie that Sam sent of him and Colby, Hurry up and get here. We can't wait to see what costume we'll be taking off of you tonight

You roll your eyes, replying, Don't threaten me with a good time, with three added laughing faces.

It was always joke, after joke, after joke. You just wish they would finally give in to you being their girlfriend, hell, you'd even settle for being their little play thing at this point.

Colby pops up in the group chat, only one way to find out if he's joking. Get your ass hereeee!!

You bit your lip, on my way.

You were getting your hopes up, at this point you were excited for alcohol, too. But then again, alcohol, with them looking as hot as they do, probably not a good mix.

But as Colby said, there's only one way to really find out.

.·:*¨ ��� ¨*:·.

You arrive at the house, and it's absolutely decked out. Orange lights, pumpkins lit on each step leading up to the door, and of course the music is loud as shit.

"They really go all out, don't they?" Mick says leaning into you as you walk up the steps. You laugh slightly and look at her, "They hunt ghosts for a living, Mick. Of course they do."

She laughs and shakes her head, "Yeah, you're right." You make your way to the door that's open and has people flowing in and out of it.

"I'm going to go find a drink, you want one?" She yells to you as she looks around. You nod, "yes please and actually mix it with something."

She laughs as she walks away and you stand there, dressed in your white lingerie, mini skirt, and heels as you try to find someone you actually care to talk to.

Your small angel wings run against your arms and your heels click against the balloon filled floor as you walk.

"Hey angel."

You smirk, you'd know that voice any day, "Sam." You say turning around. He holds out an alcohol filled blood bag, "Thirsty?"

You slide it from his grasp and look at it, then back to him dressed up as a vampire, "Fitting. Very fitting." He smirks and looks you up and down and before he says anything, Colby walks up behind you, "Are you lost?"

You turn and look at him confused, "Am I what?"

"Heaven is a long, long way from here." Colby smirks slowly and your face softens as you laugh, "Ah, that's a good one, Colby. Thank you."

He looks you up and down, "Damn." He glances at Sam, "fitting isn't it?"

You look at Sam, "Huh?" He shakes his head, "Don't worry about that right now, sweetheart."

"Have you guys been drinking already?" You raise your eyebrows and look between them. They both smile and look at each other, nodding while they laugh.

"I need to catch up." You mumble as you push your way through the crowded house, trying to even catch a glimpse of Mick.

"Finally. I've been waiting for my drink." You sigh as you rest your hands on the counter, the bag Sam gave you still in your grasp.

Mick nods towards it, "where did that come from?"

You look at her and look down, "Oh. Yeah, Sam gave this to me." You shrug and toss it down on the counter, thinking about it quickly before opening it and drinking it.

"Oh my god, what the hell is in these?" You make a face and quickly chase it with a shot of something that isn't alcohol.

"That is cranberry juice and vodka." Sam says walking up beside you to make himself another drink. You look over at him, fighting back a smile, "You forgot the cranberry juice."

Mick hands you a drink before she walks away, and to your surprise, it's actually mixed very well, "Thanks."

Sam gives you the side eye with a smirk, "Lightweight."

You want to grab him and kiss him. His smirk drives you insane, along with Colby's.

And speaking of the devil, or to be specific, demon, "So what time do you have to be back in heaven?"

"Are these going to continue all night long?" You spin around, resting your lower back against the counter as you stand between them.

"Depends on how long that costume stays on for." Colby winks at you before walking away with Sam. You watch them as they move away, looking back at you with smirks on their lips.

You bit down on your cup to keep yourself from any embarrassment that might leave your lips. You quickly finish that one and spin around, their eyes still on you, as you pour yourself a drink.

You find Mick, grabbing her and dragging her over to the beer pong table, "Let's get this party started."

"Who wants to play us in pong?" Mick yells, getting almost everyone's attention.

"We will." A tall guy dressed as the joker says as his friend who is dressed as Batman stands next to him, eyeing you up and down.

"Isn't that perfect?" Mick says looking the joker up and down, "Harley Quinn, nice to meet'cha."

You take a long sip of your drink, turning towards the table and grabbing one of the pong balls, mumbling quietly, "Let's go."

You turn to Batman and hand him the other ball, "We'll shoot for first shot, yeah?"

"Anything for you, angel." He winks behind his mask and he walks over to the other side. Honestly, you loved it when Colby made the angel jokes, but from anyone else, you wanted to puke.

You shoot first, sinking your shot and Batman misses.

"We go first." You get your ball out of the cup and joker hands Mick hers and she giggles, already tipsy, "Thank you, Mr. joker."

You roll your eyes and you go to shoot. You feel both sets of eyes on you, and it wasn't from Batman or joker.

It was from the demon and the vampire who are sitting on the stairs watching your movements. You tried not to let them under your skin, blocking them out, and you sink your shot, Mick's following right behind hours.

"Two in one. We win." You hold your hands up, "Boom."

"What the hell?" Batman says and the crowd cheers for you and Mick. You glance up, Sam and Colby smiling and cheering for you as well.

"Rematch." Joker says extending his arm out, "But we get first shots this time."

You motion to the table, "All yours."

Joker sinks his, Batman doesn't. So you and Mick drink.

You and her shoot, both making it, so you get balls back. Soon enough, you knock them down to two cups, balls back again, and you win the game. You lean forward, resting your palms flat on the table, "Wanna go again?"

Batman tilts his head, "We can do this all night, angel."

And there it is, the ick.

You lean up, "I'm just going to get another drink quick. Mick, go for me." You walked away, heading over to the counter where the alcohol sits.

"So, I take it there's no curfew in heaven, huh?" Colby says walking up beside you. He leans down, resting his elbows and forearms on the countertop and you smile, "Actually, instead of being home at ten, I have to be home at 11."

Colby looks over at the clock on the stove, "looks like you got plenty of time to have fun then." He winks and rests his hand on your lower back as he stands up, "Find me later, we can have a dance before you descend back up to the pearly gates."

He stops and leans back in, "Sam too, can't make him too jealous."

You turn around, ready to ask him what he means, but he's already talking to other people. Your eyes move to the stairs and Sam is sitting there staring at you with a smile. He waves to you and you hold your hand up, in a very confused state.

They couldn't be serious. You shake your head, pouting your cup full of liquor before walking back over to the pong table.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

You stumble over to the counter, resting your cup down as you debate on getting another cup. As you go to reach for the almost empty bottle, a voice makes you stop, "You sure you want more?"

You turn around and Sam's body is inches away from yours, "I feel like I kinda need it."

His hand reaches out to play with the crystal beads on your mini skirt, "You know this doesn't cover much right?"

You smirk, "Yeah, it's more for decoration, really." You look up at him, "You'd only know that if you were looking."

"Can't help but stare at the angel who decided to bless our party with her beautiful appearance." He reaches around you grabbing your cup and finishing what you had left in it.

"Hey." You whine out and take your empty cup back, "Not nice."

"I'm a vampire babe, who said I was nice?" He winks, sliding his hand slowly off of your body as he walks away, not giving you a chance to say anything else.

"Babe?" You question to yourself and turn back around slowly. You just wanted to be drunk at this point, you couldn't handle another 'joke' from them, at least if you were hammered you might at least laugh.

You perk your head up, remember what Colby said about finding him for a dance. You smirked slowly as you made your way around, asking if anyone has seen Colby, having no luck.

You make your way out back by the pool area, looking around before you see him sitting with a few other people. They're all passing around a blunt and you watch as Colby takes a hit, tilting his head back to slowly let the smoke roll out.

He brings his head back up, smirking as he sees you. You go to turn away but he calls your name, getting the other people to as well.

You walk over, freezing when you see Sam lean forward from behind the wall, "Look who it is." Sam smirks up at you, "Hey, angel, what can we do for ya."

You smile slightly, feeling awkward as you stand there with everyone's eyes on you, "I was looking for Colby, actually."

Colby raises his eyebrows, "Oh, shit." He smirks and hands the blunt to Corey, "What's up?"

"I need to talk to you." Your eyes move onto Sam. His eyes are squinted as he watches Colby get up and walk over to you. His hand rests right below your wings as he leads you back inside, "What can I do for you?"

"You said about a dance, well I'm here to give it to you." You stop and turn to him and he looks you up and down, eyes meeting yours, "That all you're going to give?"

You take a deep breath, huffing as you push past him and make your way to the downstairs bathroom. Colby follows behind you, "Hey, wait. Slow down."

You glance back at him, shaking your head as you push the door open. He quickly stops you from shutting it and pushes his way in, "I thought you wanted to dance?"

You drop your arms with a sigh, hands slapping your bare thighs, "I-I.." you groan, "Colby." You lay your hands on your face, "I like you, okay? And I like Sam. A lot."

He smirks but doesn't say anything.

After staring at him for a few seconds, you scoff, "Is that a, you don't like me back, because if you don't then I sho-" you go to walk out but he wraps his arm around the front if you and pushes you against the counter, "Did I say I didn't like you back?"

His lips are inches from yours and you've never had a stronger urge to kiss him than right now.

He leans his head back, shaking it slightly with a smile, "Sam will get jealous."

"What the fuck does that even mean? You guys are so weird when it comes to me, I thought I made it pretty clea-"

Colby leans in, pressing his lips to yours, "That's all you're going to get for right now."

"Wh-"

"It's very ironic you dressed as an angel, you know that?" His voice cuts you off, "Dressing up as one of the most pure things in the world, and yet.. you really aren't that much of an angel, are you?"

You shake your head, completely captivated by him and he lets out a low chuckle, "How can you expect to be an angel when you want both of us inside of you?"

His words make you grip his slightly undone black button up, "Colby.." you whimper out and he blows out air, "We should probably get out there.. you know before Sam comes and busts down the door."

"Wait so-"

"Just relax for a little bit and have fun, babe. You deserve it."

He steps back, releasing your hips from his grasp, "Come on, you owe me a dance." He bites his lip as he pulls you to him as he opens the door.

You stop, jumping slightly as you see Sam leaning against the wall across the small hallway, "What's going on in here?"

"Don't worry, man." Colby walks up to him, whispering something into his ear as he grabs his shoulder. A smile slowly grows on Sam's face, "Alright."

You look between them and Sam walks over to you, "Find me when you're done dancing with Colby."

He walks away, making his way to the alcohol counter and Colby wraps his arm around your waist, "Come on."

You make your way to the dance floor as someone puts on Dance (A$$) by Big Shawn. Colby yells along with everyone else and you get right into it.

Colby's hands pressing on your thighs as he grinds into you. He spins you around to face him, pulling you closer. You close your eyes, tilting your head back as you all yell out, "stop..." you look at Colby and you both smirk and say, "Now make that motherfucker hammertime like.."

You start dancing with him again, and soon enough, Sam makes his way in and you dance with him, like you were doing with Colby.

You turn around, grinding your ass on Sam as Colby holds you from the front.

"This what you wanted?" Sam asks lowly into your ear. You nod as you tilt your head back onto his shoulder and look at Colby, "Uh huh."

Sam chuckles lowly into your ear at your response, "Well prove that this little costume doesn't mean anything." His hand slides down between your legs that are on either side of Colby's leg.

You whimper out, worried that people will see and Colby reads you and leans in, "They're all too drunk to care, babe."

Sam presses his fingers hard to your clit and you grind down onto his hand that rests on Colby's, "You put on such an innocent facade, but.." Sam clicks his tongue, "We both know you're more of a devil than a saint."

You nod, completely giving into them, but that wasn't enough.

"Catch you in a bit, angel." Sam moves his hand away and steps away as the song ends. Colby grips your chin between his thumb and the side of his pointer finger, "Told ya."

They walk away, leaving you flustered on the dance floor, bodies bump into you as you stand there in a shocked state.

"Oh my god." Mick says walking up to you. You turn your attention to her, in hopes she didn't just see what happened, "What? What happened?"

"That fucking joker is macking on another Harley Quinn." She pouts, obviously drunk, "Fuck him. Let's dance please."

You weren't sure if you could, but you didn't really have a choice, plus, it wouldn't hurt to prove them right with what they think.

Innocent.

Please. You've went into buildings with them when there was a high chance of getting caught. You summon demons with them, you are far from innocent, or so you thought.

The more you thought about what they meant, it just hurt your head, so you let the music drown it out, take over.

Soon you're dancing as close as you can with Mick.

Your body rolling with here, you guys were the life of the party, until you realized that the people you were dancing for aren't there anymore.

You step back, huffing as you go get another drink. As you're drinking it, you feel a very familiar presence move behind you and lean down, "How about you meet us upstairs, hmm?"

Sam takes your cup, downing the little bit you had left, "This way, angel." He runs his hand down your arm and pulls you with him.

"Where are you taking me?" You ask confused, unsure if your dream was about to become a reality, "Sam?"

He glances back at you, smirking as he wraps his arm around your waist, "a different kind of heaven, sweetheart."

You bit your lip as you're walked into his room. He closes the door and you feel a hand slide up your chest and slowly and gently wrap around your neck, "Glad you could make it. You're way past curfew anyway."

You look at Sam, who's standing there watching Colby whisper to you as his grip on your neck grows tighter, "Looks like you'll be joining us in hell, won't ya?"

He walks you over to the bed, making you get on your knees, your back still pressed against his chest. Sam moves to his knees in front of you, brushing hair from your face, "Do you like it when Colby has his hand around your neck?"

You try to nod, but fail, so you whimper out a quiet, "Yes."

"Your innocent look makes me want to take you downstairs so every time can hear just how much of a whore for us you actually are." Sam traces your bottom lip with his thump and you part them.

His thumb slowly slides in between your lips and you close them around it, swirling your tongue and his own lips part slightly as he lets out a quiet gasp, "See this, Colby? Fuck.."

"I can see right through her act, Sam." Colby leaning, nipping your ear, "The way she looks at you. The way I catch her staring at me.. I know she wants to be our little play thing."

"Please?" You whimper out and reach out for Sam, but Colby stops you, "You've had your fun tonight, now it's our turn."

He lets go of your neck and pushes you to Sam. Your hands rest on his shoulders as his hands tightly grip your waist, "We were never joking, y/n."

He leans in to press his lips against your neck and you close your eyes, "Mm." He leans back, gently grazing his fake fangs over your skin, "We've always wanted you."

Colby leans in, kissing the other side of your neck, his demon horns rubbing against your head, "We've always talked about this."

You reach a hand up to lay it on the back of Colby's head, moaning out quietly as he bites down.

"Just never knew the right time." Sam leans back and scans over your face, "Until we seen you walk through that door in this lustful little costume, knowing exactly what you were doing."

He leans in, moving his lips with yours in a slow fashion.

"You know what you do to us, don't you, baby?" Colby pulls you away from Sam and makes you look at him, raising his eyebrows, indicating he wants you to respond.

"Yes." You nod and he tilts his head, "Yes what? Use your words, baby."

"I know what I do to you both." You look into his eyes and he smirks, "Tell us." You bite your lip taking a deep breath as you let out a soft moan at Sam's hand on your thinly covered pussy.

"I tease you." You admit, "I turn you on."

"That you fucking do." Sam says leaning in closer, "tell us how you want us to treat you.”

"L-like a whore." You whimper out as Sam slips his fingers between your costume and skin, "Is that what you want?"

Colby unzips your body suit as you nod, "Yes, yes. Please." You moan as Sam slips two fingers into you.

"Tell us how." Colby slips your straps down your shoulders, making sure to leave your wings on you. His hands slide to your boobs, kneading them.

"Fuck me." You tilt your head back to rest onto his shoulder, "Use me."

"Planned on it, angel." Sam whispers as he pulls his fingers out, "Lay back."

You lay back and their hands roam up and down your body slowly, "Should we take this off?" Sam glances up at Colby and he nods, "she's playing with satan's houseboys tonight."

His words make your stomach do a flip and your eyes move constantly between them as they take off your white bodysuit, leaving you naked in nothing but your wings and halo.

"Sam.." you whimper out as you reach for him with one hand, "Colby.." as you reach for him with your other, "Please?"

They both move to either side of you, Colby's hand slowly working its way in between your legs. Sam hooks his arm under your leg, holding it open as Colby rubs his fingers up and down your needy cunt, "She's so fucking wet."

"She probably always is for us." Sam leans in, rubbing his nose gently up and down your cheek, "Aren't ya?"?

You nod, "Always."

Colby dips his fingers in, slowly curling them as he watches your eyes flutter closed, "Keep them open."

Your eyes snap open and you fight to keep them open as he thrusts his fingers in and out. Sam's hand slides over, pressing little circles onto your clit, "You gonna cum for us?"

You nod, arching your back, "Yes, yes yes."

"She's such a little slut." Colby says lowly was he leans down to take your one nipple into his mouth. Sam follows his actions with your other one, causing your brain to become fuzzy.

You gasp, laying your hands on the back of their heads, moaning as you clench around Colby's fingers, "Fuckfuck, y-yes."

"There ya go, baby." Sam moves to kiss up your neck, leaving a trail of tiny hickies to prove to everyone that you're really not an angel after all.

Colby pulls his hand so he can stand up, "I want that mouth of hers right now." Colby undoes his pants, pushing them down to get rid of them.

You watch as he moves over, pulling you up to you're on your knees. He leans round you, looking at Sam, "You want her on your face?"

"Fuck, come here." He lays back, gripping your hips to guide you over to where he wants you. Colby moves down by Sam's legs, gripping your chin so he can tilt your head up, "Sit down, whore."

You bite your lip, smirking slightly as you let your hips rest down. Your nails dig into the fabric of Sam's pants as his tongue slips into you.

Colby strokes his cock a few times as he watch your face scrunch up with the pleasure from being eaten out by Sam, "You're so fucking sexy. Now open those slutty little lips for me."

Your lips part, a moan escaping as you look up at him, waiting for his cock to slip past them. His own lip pulls between his teeth, muffling a moan as he slides his cock in as far as it will go.

"Have at it, angel." He winks down at you. You moan against him as you bring your right hand up, wrapping it around his cock. You start to bob your head, moaning out as Sam pulls your hips down to him more.

Colby brushes hair from your face, holding the sides of your head with his hands, "That's it, baby. Fuck.." Colby tilts his head down, watching you devour his cock.

You clench around Sam's tongue, your moans muffled by Colby's cock as you cum.

"Y/n.." Colby moans out, "Fuck, fuck. Cum on his face, that's it. Good girl." Your eyes move up to him, indicating that you liked it.

He smirks, moaning lowly as he shakes his head slightly, "Fuck, angel. You keep looking at me like that and I'll cum." He pulls his cock out and moves down to press his lips to yours, "We don't want that yet."

You reach up, grabbing his shirt as Sam gets you to cum again.

"Fuck, again? Sam must really be doing a number on you, huh?" Colby chuckles as he kisses you, swallowing your moan with ease.

"Fuck." Sam pulls away with a sigh, "Colby, you need to taste her."

"Do you want me between those legs next?" Colby tilts your head up to look at him and you nod, "Yes, Colby."

He smirks, "lay down."

You move off of Sam and lay on your back across the bed so your head is handing slightly off the edge. Colby moves in between your legs, pushing them open and not wasting another second.

His lips attach to your clit, sucking as your neck arches off the bed, "Oh fuck." You grip the blanket below you, pulling as Colby eats you out.

Sam watches as he gets himself ready then steps towards you, tapping the head of his cock of your lips.

You open your eyes, moaning out as he glides his cock into your mouth. He groans and lays a hand on your head, "Oh, angel."

Colby digs his fingers into your hips as he groans against you. You dig your heels into his back as you clench around his tongue.

"Be a good little slut and cum for Colby." Sam says, "We know you want to."

Sam's words push you over the edge, spilling yourself onto Colby. Your moans are muffled as Sam's cock is pushed and held into your mouth.

Your eyes roll back and your chest is rising and falling quickly.

"Again, wouldn't be fair that you came for me twice and him once." Sam chuckles but it's quickly turns into a moan as you hallow out your cheeks.

"F-fuck.." he gasps and reaches down to play with your boobs, kneading them and pinching and pulling at your nipples.

"Cum for Colby, whore." Sam's voice is low and raspy, you can tell his trying not to cum himself, "Fuck." He pulls his cock out, bending down to kiss you as you finally reach that second orgasm from Colby.

"You want first go?" Colby looks at Sam as he crawls up your body. Your eyes move to Sam and his meet yours, "I'd be honored to ruin her first."

Your heart skips a beat and Colby leans down, kissing you. You moan at the taste of yourself on his tongue before he stands up.

You feel Sam grab your ankles and flip you around so you're on your stomach. He brings your hips up, teasingly sliding his cock up and down your achingly wet cunt.

Colby moves down to your eye level, "I want everyone at this party to hear those pretty little slutty sounds.

You nod, gasping as Sam pushes his cock into you fully. His grip on your hips is harsh, "Oh shit." He slowly pulls out and slowly pushes back in, feeling how well you hug his cock with the walls of your pussy, "shit."

Your head falls down, resting on the bed as you arch your back, pushing your hips up and back, "Fuck, Sam."

"That feel good?" Colby asks, "let everyone know."

You let out a loud moan, lifting your head up to look at Colby as Sam rails into you from behind, "Fuck." You practically scream, already clenching his cock, "Oh my god."

Colby chuckles, cupping your cheeks with his hands, "Let Sam know how good it feels, angel.”

Sam groans, pulling your hips back to meet his as he pushes fully inside, resting there, "Tell me, baby."

"You feel so good." You say quickly.

"Louder." Sam and Colby say in unison and Sam starts to thrust again, a smirk plastered on his lips.

"Sam!" You scream out, "you feel so good."

"Cum for him, then it's my turn with you." Colby leans in, slowly making out with you, "you're being such a good little slut."

You push your hips back, rocking them as you cum, moans being ripped from your lips left and right, "Fuck, fuck fuck."

Sam slows his thrusts down, pulling out as he tells you to turn around. You sluggishly pull away from Colby and spin around to face Sam.

You feel Colby's hands slide up your legs and over your achy slit before gripping your hips. You take Sam's cock into your mouth before he can tell you.

"Good fucking girl, angel." He moans out breathless, "Fucking hell."

Colby moans deeply as he slips his cock into you, "Shit, I wanna cum already."

You moan around Sam's cock and he nods, "Uh huh."

Colby quickly builds up into a punishing pace. You let out choked moans as your eyes roll back. Sam pulls his cock out, handing down to eye level like Colby did, "Tell em. Let them hear how good we make you feel, angel."

Sam bushes hair from your face, and lifts your head so he can wrap his hand around your neck, "Tell Colby, baby. Tell us how much of a slut you are for us."

"I'm your slut." You whimper out and Sam shakes his head, "Louder, angel."

You swallow as Sam's grip on your throat tightens, "I'm your fucking slut. Whore. Fucking shit, Colby you feel so good."

Colby groans, "Fuck, again. Say it again."

"I-I'm your whore." You lock eyes with Sam, "I'm your fucking slut."

"That a girl." Sam presses his lips to your forehead and looks at Colby who nods at him.

"We're going to cum together, okay." Sam rubs your cheek, "hold it for us until we say."

You nod and gasp as he lets go of your throat, standing up to put his cock back into your mouth. Both Sam and Colby are thrusting into you, Colby harder than Sam.

You're a mess between both of them, wanting to collapse but you're trying so hard to hold it together.

"I'm filling this pussy. Sam can tomorrow." Colby groans and you moan around Sam's cock.

"Fuck, colbs, I don't think I can last any longer." Sam groans, "Fuck, she's so fucking good."

"Wish we would have done this sooner." Colby moans and his thrusts get sloppy, along with Sam's. You feel their cocks twitching inside of you and you taste Sam as he runs down your tongue and down your throat.

You suck him clean, moaning together as he pulls out. Colby pushes his cock in deeper here pulling out, "Fuck, is she okay?"

Your body falls onto the bed slowly as your chest rises and falls fast, "Mhm."

"Need you to tell us, angel." Sam whispers as he runs a hand over your forehead. You opened your eyes and look at him, "I've always wanted this. I'm great."

Sam smirks and looks at Colby, "Think we should call it a night?"

Colby shrugs, "I mean, if she's up here, I'm up here."

Sam agrees, "You're more scary than I am so you go kick these people out." Colby chuckles as he slips his pants back on, "Already on it."

Sam works at getting you cleaned up, taking off your wings and halo and setting them down with your bodysuit, "Did such a good job." He presses his lips to your forehead.

"Never knew if you guys were always joking around like you usually do." You whisper as you shift around in the bed, finding a comfortable position.

He shrugs, "At first it was, but then we got to talking and we both like you.. and we know you like us, we picked up in that a while ago."

You laugh slightly, body starting to ache, "Well I'm happy that it happened."

He nods and sits down next to you, "Us, too."

Colby walks back in, "Alright, where were we?"

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Part three- Liam Mairi x fem reader

Overview- after Y/N’s challenge with Bodhi on the mats tension is in the air. Rumour has spread on your fighting skills and you can no longer hide under the shadows of mediocrity you had found comfort in. Meanwhile avoiding Liam has become near to impossible as he corners you at every chance he gets. Will you forgive him and fall back into the web of deception he spun or will you stand your ground and shut him out until he disappears. Liam hopes for the latter.

WARNING- slight smut…

Note- thank you so much for all the support on this story! I don’t want to make it into a big thing despite all the ideas I have! So I’m thinking another two parts and I’ll try and draw it to a close. Also let me know if you would want a Xaden x reader story because I have some ideas for a few short parts for that as well! Anyway enjoy this part :)

Also I hope everyone enjoys the little cruel prince reference at the end it just came to me and I couldn’t resist putting it in …

Avoiding Liam is like avoiding flies on a hot summers day. Annoyingly impossible. After his jealous outburst the other day he can’t seem to leave you alone, bothering you with a thousand questions which range from petty inquiries into any kind of attachment you may have with Bodhi- ‘so you’re telling me you don’t have a crush on him because the way you pinned him down on that mat would say otherwise Y/N’ and more painful questions that you didn’t know the answer to yet like ‘when are you going to forgive me? When are you going to let me in and let me explain everything? When are you going to admit to yourself that you know I love you’. That last one had hurt. You didn’t know he loved you. Not anymore, after everything he did, you were finding it hard to believe anything he ever said to you was true.

You couldn’t bear to hear him explain everything to you. To hear all of his lies directly would just crush you even more. But if he explained everything and you forgave him only to learn that he was deceiving you again and this was a ploy to learn more about your signet… well that would destroy you. There was no right move to make so ignorance was bliss at the moment. Well kind of. It was hard to be ignorant of the situation when the situation wouldn’t leave you alone. In fact the situation was currently running behind you trying to catch up with your fast pace.

“Y/N will you please just wait !” Liam shouts breathlessly.

You carry on trying to ignore his shouts and the nosey people that watch the scene he is now making. He eventually catches up with you and stands in front of you grabbing your arms to stop you walking into him holding you still, much to your dismay. You huff in annoyance as he pants from sprinting down the hallway.

“Where-“ he breathes in “did you learn to walk like that?” He shakes his head quickly catching his breath.

“What do you want Mairi?” You snap and he sighs in response.

“Back to last names are we now?” He tuts shaking his head.

“Saying your first name feels to intimate” you snark back “and the thought of anything intimate with you makes me feel sick”

He laughs at this. But not a jovial laugh, no it’s sarcastic and filled with humour as if he’s in on some joke you aren’t. “We both know that’s not true. Especially when I curl my fingers when I’m deep in-“

You quickly cut him off slamming your hand on his mouth, your eyes wide in horror of what he has just said in the middle on the corridor with people walking by and listening. This boy will be the death of you. You grab his hand and swiftly pull him into the side near a window so the two of you can have a little space.

“Shut up!” You snarl “you can’t say shit like that in the middle of the corridor it’s disgusting”

He smirks and leans up against the wall crossing his arms showing how tight and muscular they are. Fuck me. He’s gorgeous. How can someone be so despicable but so damn attractive to you? No clear thoughts come to your mind. The only thought is that you want nothing more than to feel Liam’s arms wrapped around your waist once more as you straddle him slightly rocking back and forth whilst he-

“What are you thinking there Y/LN” he smirks even harder making you frustrated with how much he is enjoying seeing you squirm just by one action. Especially an action as pathetic as leaning up against a wall. Get yourself together woman!

“How much I want to-“ you start but he cuts you off.

“Fuck me?”

“Kill you” you finish “I will never fuck you”

“Again” he adds to your sentence reminding you of all the times you spent wrapped up in his sheets.

“Yes again.” You say begrudgingly “Well what did you want ?” You demand to avoid anymore sexual talk.

“You know what I want” he says simply. Any hint of flirtyness is gone and now he is serious. He wants to talk.

“To explain yes but you know what I want also. I want you to leave me alone because I don’t want your explanation” you say and attempt to walk away but he grabs your arms pivoting you back around to face him. You are only a few inches away from his body now. So close you can see the fleks of pale green that run through his eyes. The way his golden hair flops in front of his face. His perfectly shaped nose and its slight slope at the bottom. His lips- so pink and so soft… you almost cave. Breathing in deeply you meet his eyes which are staring into yours so deeply you think you might melt right here right now.

“I think you do want my explanation but you are too scared to admit it” he starts pulling you even closer. Great you think now you officially can’t breathe. “I think that you are too scared to hear what I have to say because you’ll realise that I do love you and I fucked up badly but I am willing to do anything to earn back your trust.” Now he’s caressing your arm stoking up and down it with his fingers calloused from carving his wood figures. “I think that in time you’ll trust me and we will be stronger than ever. I think that is what scares the shit out of you.” He pulls his hands away from your arm and steps backwards leaving your body cold and craving the warmth he just briefly supplied.

“But maybe I’m wrong” he carries on and you cross your arms across your body as if you are trying to recreate the warmth of his body. “Maybe you don’t want this as much as I do”

“Is that a challenge?” You ask straightening your posture so you at least look more intimidating and not like a baby deer.

“Only if you want it to be” his smirk returns almost making a smile appear on your face.

“In your wildest dreams Mairi” you mumble turning away and heading towards your class which he has officially made you late to.

“Oh but you are in my dreams!” He hollers after you as you are halfway down the corridor. “And that’s not just the dirty ones!”

You shake your head and are glad your back is facing him as you finally let a smile on your face. Dickhead.

……………………………………

All through battle briefing all you could think of was the feel of Liam’s hands on your body, stroking your arm slightly causing goosebumps to spread over your skin. And the smug bastard was sat across from you staring at you as if he knew exactly what you were thinking. Bastard. How bad would it be if you were to just have sex with him once? Use him to get whatever it was in your system out. Bad. Very bad you have to tell yourself. He lied to you, poisoned you with his words, he told you he loved you. All to aid Xaden Riorson and whatever twisted scheme he was brewing. You wanted no part of that. But Liam on the other hand… that was a different story. At first when you had learned of his betrayal you were mad, so mad it caused you to beat the shit out of Bodhi on the training mats just to prove you were a threat. But now that anger had faded and day by day you just grew more sad consumed in the heartbreak Liam had caused. And it was easier to remember the love you felt for him. It was harder to block past memories out. But you needed to. You couldn’t trust him anymore.

After classes was over and it was dinner time you decided to skip the meal and get something later once everyone had gone to bed or gone off to do their own things. Instead you were sat in the very garden you had witnessed the hooded figures discussing the information Liam had gathered on you. You sat in the crook of an old tree reading a book about the history of dragons and their riders. Learning about the most skilled riders in the history of Navarre brought you comfort and hope. Hope that you could survive this hell hole and build a better life for you and your brother.

‘Incoming quick one, you have company’ Rhella warns in your mind.

Immediately you shut your book drawing a dagger from your leather pants. You spring up from your seat pointing the dagger into the darkness ready for Xaden or perhaps Imogen to spring from around the corner and slit your throat. But neither of them appear. Instead a blonde mop of hair peers around the corner causing you to sigh, partly out of annoyance and partly out of relief.

“Woah! Put the dagger away sweetheart” Liam laughs his hands up in the air in a mock surrender

Not putting the dagger down but lowering it slightly you glare at Liam who is walking closer. “You idiot Liam! I thought you were-“ you begin but don’t have the energy to finish. You don’t particularly want to admit how vulnerable he and his friends has made you feel. How you can barely sleep at night out of fear you may never wake up. “Never mind” you finish after a long moment of silence. Feeling defeated you lower your dagger completely.

“Y/N” Liam pleads “you don’t think I’d hurt you do you?” He asks, clearly hurt.

“Of course I do! You’ve already hurt me! You were planning to kill me with your friends!” You shout anger rising in your body again.

He takes in a deep breath walking closer until he is only a short distance away but you could tell he was at least trying to be respectful tonight. “Please understand this, even if you’ll never let yourself understand anything else about what I did, I would never hurt you. Ever”

Tears suddenly begin to pool in your eyes. The soft tone of his voice, caring and caressing at the same time soothing you in some strange unexplained way despite everything. The air is thick with the loss of him and the indecision of whether to cave to everything your body wants, but your mind and heart refuses. He comes closer very slowly, almost testing if you’ll give him permission to be this close to you. You don’t back away or yell so he takes it and uses a hand to wipe a stray tear that falls from your eye.

“I’m so sorry Y/N” he whispers bringing his forehead to yours. And for a moment you embrace it. For a moment you breathe in his sent which reminds you of the fresh sea and clean linen. For a moment everything finally feels normal again and you are complete. But this is only for a moment. Pushing Liam off you forcefully you scoff loudly.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it Liam!” You sob “I love you and you are ruining my life!” You shout getting close to his face, finger pointing at him as you get close enough to start hitting his chest repeatedly.

“You still love me?” He says so quietly you barely hear him.

You sneer at his words “Loved. Past tense.”

“You said love” he replies.

“That’s semantics” you counter ashamed of your own slip up.

“What can I do to fix this if you won’t let me explain! To get you to trust me again! I’ve tried! I AM trying! But you won’t let me in” he’s shouting now clearly frustrated with the situation at hand.

“Why can’t you understand Liam? I. Don’t. Want. You. Anymore” you spit.

“Bullshit” he quickly responds staring down at you grabbing your arms to keep them from hitting his chest. “I know you want this more than anything and that you have to stop yourself everyday from running over to me just to touch me, be near me. That everyday is a battle between what you know you actually want and what you should want. And I’m fed up of not being able to do this” his voice has changed, it’s darker now, full of lust and craving different to his normal happy, cheeky persona. He bows his head towards yours causing your breath the get strangled in your throat. The action is so quick you are unsure there was anyway you could have stopped it, not that you wanted to, as he aggressively kisses you. Weeks of absence from you has left him depraved as he almost devours your lips. You kiss back on reflex, your bodies moulding together instinctively as if that’s where they belong. This is wrong is all you can think. But why does something so wrong feel so right? The pair of you stumble towards the tree you were once sheltered in and are now using as a surface to be pressed up against whilst Liam ravishes your body. He slides his hands under your shirt fondling the bottom of your breast making you shiver and let out a small whimper into his mouth at the contact. This pleases Liam as you feel the smirk on his face as you kiss him.

“Shut up” you hiss in between kisses

“Didn’t say anything love” he replies as he removes his mouth from yours moving into your neck sucking on the sweet spot he knows all too well.

“Liam” you moan trying to keep your voice down realising you are still outside “not here” you manage to say.

He pulls away but he’s still so close you can feel his breath on your skin. “Do you want to-“

You are so desperate in this moment reason is a thing of the past and you immediately agree to whatever it is he was going to suggest “yes”

“I didn’t even finish my-“

“Yes” you say again causing him to gulp pressing another longing kiss onto your lips. With you pressed against a tree his body consuming yours as he leans one hand above your head against the bark he looks like a god. And who can say no to a god you try to make excuses for what you know you are about to do, and in the morning regret. But your body has needs and unfortunately for you he knows every single one of them.

“Okay” he barely whispers leaning away from the tree whilst he takes your soft hand in his beginning to lead you back into the quadrant and to his bedroom. Oh shit. Doubt begins to fill your mind which he senses. He brings you to a halt at his door.

“We don’t have to do this. I don’t want to do anything with you that you’ll regret. That would kill me” he says slowly and sadly. And that was it. In that moment you knew that no matter what he had done, no matter how much it had hurt you, this boy in front of you cared for you more than you would ever fully accept. Which is why you reach behind him twisting the knob on his door opening it whilst you push him into his own room.

“I want you Mairi. Even if in the morning I’ll tell you differently. Tell you I despise your very existence. Tell you I want nothing to do with you. Even maybe swing a punch. I won’t mean it. Not really, not deep down. Just know that” you say softly. He nods in response uttering the very three words that ignite and crush your soul at the very same time.

“I love you”

…………….…………………………….

Liam had fallen asleep ages ago however you could not manage to get any rest. His arm was wrapped around your waist in a familiar way as your back pressed up against his front with your legs intertwined. It was odd how quickly the two of you fit back together like nothing had happened and all was normal. But all was not normal which is why you couldn’t seem to get any sleep. You needed to get out of there. The weight of him was suffocating, not because he was heavy, but because what you had just done was weighing you down. You had told yourself that no matter what you wouldn’t let Liam worm his way back into your life but here you were. Naked. In his sheets. Fuck. You needed to get out of there… now.

Savouring perhaps the last moment you would have with Liam you carefully, and slowly, lifted his arm from around your body managing to slide out of his grasp replacing the spot where your body just was with a pillow to avoid him waking up and wanting to talk… to explain.

As quietly as possible you put on your clothes and slip out of Liam’s door. When you are on the other side you release a long sigh suddenly torn between running back into Liam’s bed or running to your room where you can try and forget what just happened and how it made you feel. Going to your room is the logical thing and today you side with logic. You begin to walk down the corridor but you don’t get far before a voice calls out from the shadows

“Going somewhere?”

Your body stiffens. You immediately reach for your dagger only for a thick tendril of smoke to wrap around your hand stopping you.

“There will be no need for that” the voice emerges from the shadows. Xaden. Tonight may just be your last night on earth you think.

“Riorson. Lurking in the shadows as per usual” you snarl turning around to meet Xaden’s face which is even more striking in the moonlight.

“I could say the same thing about you considering our last encounters have been centred around you sneaking around in the dead of night” he says striding forwards slowly towards you. A predator stalking his prey.

“Touchè” you say nonchalantly. Normally, seeing Xaden, especially after everything that had happened, would make your hairs stand up, your posture rigid and your breath hitched out of fear and sheer awe over his power. But tonight you couldn’t be bothered being on guard, you were too emotionally torn to fight back tonight. There is a moment of silence where you stare at him and him you.

“So” you begin “if you’ve come to kill me just get it over with and if not I’ll be going to my room, I’ve had a long night and no offence, well maybe offence, you are the last person I want to be talking to right now” you say crossing your arms waiting for him to either kill you or dismiss you.

“We made a deal. I don’t harm you or your brother and you keep our secret safe” he says flatly.

“Yes we did indeed, but I’ll be damned if I ever trust a word that comes out of your mouth” you are growing tired of this now. Bored of whatever this conversation is, but then Xaden says something that makes you go rigid.

“I know you’ve just come out of Liam’s room, and I can take a guess at what you have been doing” he whispers making you wish you never left Liam’s bed.

“And?” You ask

“If our deal is going to work that can’t happen again” he says. At this you scoff shaking your head not quite believing the words that have just left his mouth.

“So you send your friend to con me, you expose my secrets, you try to kill me and now you are telling me who I can and can’t sleep with?” The question is rhetorical and you can’t understand why you are even having this conversation.

“This isn’t going to end well” he says in a softer tone now “for him or you. You don’t fit in with us, you don’t belong with him. You will never understand him or his goals.” Xaden is now standing so close to you that you can feel the cool shade of his shadows wrapping around you in a threatening manner. “Stay away for him” he says voice low “or our deal is going to be called off and I don’t think I have to remind you of the consequences of that”

You stare at him in shock and he meets your gaze never flinching or backing down. Anger bubbles inside you itching to be let out. How dare he try and control your life. How dare he dictate yours and Liam’s relationship. How dare he after everything he has put you and Liam through think he has any right to be the ultimate decider of your fate, your future. Fuck that. But you are wise enough to not lash out. So you keep calm and appear intimidated, although that part is easy when a 6 foot god knows what jacked male towers over you, and you nod your head slowly submitting to his command.

“All I have to do is stay away and I’ll be safe? My brother will be safe?” You ask, doe eyed.

“Yes” he says simply

“Okay” you mumble so low you aren’t even sure he hears but nods curtly giving you one last look, probably assessing you, before he walks away becoming one with the shadows again.

It was then and there where you came up with your plan- if you couldn’t be better than them you would become so much worse. Play them at their own game. Learn their secrets just like they did yours. Then the power would be in your hands. You would be the one calling the bets. And how amazing would it feel to finally have justice, to be the one doing the threatening and not be the threatened. And maybe, just maybe, then you would finally feel normal.

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Got a prompt messaged to me by someone who wants to remain anonymous. The prompt is: Melissa likes reader or OC that looks like Jodie. And the woman in the picture with Jodie is the reader/OCs best friend. Melissa thinks the brunette is dating reader/oc but they aren’t dating.

I had a lot of fun writing this, I’ll be honest. Also I would have had this up yesterday but audition season is here and I’ve been really busy going to those. I left this on a steamy cliffhanger, I might make a part 2. I’ll post the picture it’s referencing at the end of the fic in case you want to see it for reference. Anyways, as always not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

On another note: After I’m finished with all the prompts I currently have, I’m thinking of writing Marilyn and reader (redheads are my biggest weakness… I regret nothing)

Part 2

Blood As Green As Her Eyes

Warnings: Jealous Mel, references to smut, small not very detailed unfinished smut scene, good luck! 😉 😈

Words: 4.4k

Melissa walks into the break room and looks over to try and find you and sees you near the couch but you’re talking to someone she’s never met before. She walks a little further in and gets the tail end of the conversation.

“Alright see ya later beautiful.” You tell her.

“Right back at ya sweets.” The woman says and then leaves.

You see Melissa is there now and you go to her and sit at the table with her and Barb.

“Hello ladies.” You tell them and Barb smiles at you and Melissa glares at you.

“Who was that woman you were talking to?” She asks.

“Nicole? Oh she’s my best friend!” You say as you straighten your posture. “We’ve known each other for years. We met in high school and it was like instant connection.” You tell them excitedly.

Melissa doesn’t buy it though. With the way you talked to her and about her, it was obvious to Melissa that you’re dating her. Melissa ignores the sick feeling in her stomach.

The next morning you walk in the break room and your blonde hair is wet from the rain.

“Did you forget an umbrella hun?” Melissa asks you and you nod with a pout.

You go to sit down but then Nicole rushes in and you turn around.

“Hey you forgot your lunch on the way out. I gotta get to work but just wanted to drop it off quickly for you.” She tells you and hands you your lunch.

“Oh thanks love.” You tell her and Melissa scrunches her eyebrows. She knows you’re British, you have the accent and you told her, but the nickname threw her off.

“No problem sweets.” Nicole says and gives a quick kiss to your cheek then leaves. Melissa glares at Nicole the entire time. She clenches and unclenches her fists a few times to calm down. You put your lunch in the fridge then sit down at the table.

“Maybe I should go to the bathroom quickly and use the blow dryer to dry my hair.” You say with a chuckle and Barb laughs with you. Melissa just gives you a forced smile and you give her a confused look.

Melissa is bringing her kids to gym class that you teach. You see her and her class and you put your phone away instantly and give them a smile.

“Hey kiddos! Go on and get changed!” You tell them with a smile and they all run to the change room. You see Melissa still hanging around. “Hey, aren’t you gonna use the break to relax or whatever you do during this period?” You tell her curiously.

“No, I think I’m gonna hang around this time. Watch why they’re always so excited about gym class.” She tells you with a smile and you blush a bit.

“Alright! That’s not a problem at all! I would love for you to stay actually.” You tell her and the smallest blush makes its way to her cheeks.

“What were you doing on your phone btw? You put it away rather quickly. Are you sexting or something?” She jokes with you and you giggle.

“No! I was just texting Nicole something but it’s not as important as gym class.” You tell her and her blood boils a bit at the mention of her name. The kids start coming in with their gym clothes on and you turn to face them. “Alright guys! Today we’re playing dodgeball!” You tell them with a one clap of your hands and they all cheer. “And before we split up into teams, remember, no aiming at anyone’s face. And I’m looking at you Niyah.” You say and the girl just shrugs. Melissa goes to sit on the edge of the stage with her legs dangling off.

She watched as you picked 2 team leaders who then chooses their team. You then blow the whistle when they’re all ready with the balls in the middle of the gym. And then they all run to the middle to get a ball. You walk onto the stage and sit beside her and watch everyone. At some point, a ball comes directly at Melissa and you catch it then hand it to whoever is near you guys. You two end up talking while you still keep an eye on the kids.

And then Niyah throws a ball and hits a kid in the face and they fall. You immediately jump down and blow your whistle. “FREEZE!!!” You tell them and they all immediately stop and you run to the kid that was hit. “Niyah, we talked about this.” You tell her and she just shrugs again. You help the kid that fell to get up and make sure they’re alright. “Are you ok sweetie?” You ask very soothingly to him. He nods but looks upset. “Do you want to come sit with me and Ms Schemmenti on the stage for a bit?” You ask him and he nods again. You guide him to the stage and once he climbs up, you blow your whistle, signalling for the kids to continue the game. The boy ends up sitting in between you and Melissa and you look at his face again. “You have a small bruise forming but other than that, I don’t think there’s anything else.” You tell him and he seems upset that he got hit. “You know you’re very strong.” You tell him and he looks up at you. “You got hit in the face, fell down and you still got up.” You tell him with a smile. “That’s the mark of a strong person.” You continue and he smiles at you when you tell him that.

Melissa looks at you and sees how you are with the kids and can’t help but think of how beautiful you are, inside and out. 5 minutes later the boy asks if he can rejoin the game again and you nod at him. “Of course, you can rejoin whenever you want.” You tell him and he jumps off and runs back to the game.

You and Melissa continue talking and you notice how her hand is subtly touching your hip and you blush. The power this woman holds on you with just a touch.

In the morning the next day Melissa is on her phone scrolling through instagram. She’s mindlessly doing it until she comes across one of you and Nicole sitting together on a couch and you both have big smiles. Melissa freezes and stares at it and unconsciously grips the phone tightly.

“Melissa, are you ok?” Barb says and gently puts a hand on her upper arm for comfort.

“What? Oh, fine.” Melissa says and you walk into the room then and she smiles, then that smile immediately drops when she sees Nicole following you. “Actually I gotta go.” Melissa then says and grabs her stuff then stands up.

“Morning Melissa! Oh are you going somewhere? We were gonna join you.” You say innocently and with a big smile.

Barb sees how Melissa grips her pen so tight that her knuckles are turning white, while you are none the wiser.

“I’ve just got some stuff to do before school starts. I’ll see you later Barb.” She says with a frown and then walks out of there.

“Is she ok?” You ask Barb and she just looks at you confused as well. Then she replays in her head what happened. Melissa was scrolling on her phone through instagram and obviously saw something she didn’t like, then you came in and she smiled, and then it dropped. Why?

“Did you post something on instagram lately?” Barb asks and you nod. You showed her the picture you posted an hour ago that you took yesterday afternoon, then suddenly the pieces fall into place for Barb. Melissa likes you and she’s jealous of Nicole. Barb has to do some digging, cause while she doesn’t think you and Nicole are dating, Melissa might, and Barb has to be certain before she talks to Melissa. “Just out of curiosity dear, are you and Nicole going out? I mean like are you dating?” She asks and you shake your head.

“Me and Nicole?” You say while pointing towards you both, even Nicole is confused by the question.

“Why would you think that me and y/n are dating? I mean not that there’s anything wrong with y/n, it’s just, she’s not my type. Gender wise.” Nicole says.

“I mean ya I guess we can come across as a bit flirty but we’re just comfortable with each other.” You say with a smile. “Besides she’s not my type either, personality and looks wise.” You say and Nicole nods.

“Ya y/n is a great friend but would be a terrible partner for me.” Nicole says and all 3 of you laugh.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what is your type dear.” Barb asks you and you have to think about that. You know your type, and it’s Melissa, you have a crush on her and the only person who knows about your crush is Nicole and she’s been pushing you to get closer to her and ask her out. You want to tell Barb but she’s Melissa’s best friend, and while you know Barb won’t tell her if you tell her not too, it’d still be awkward if she knew. So you have to say your type without letting on that it describes Melissa.

“Well I guess women that have like a lot of spice to their personality, like they’re not plain.” You say with a big smile. “And I guess I do have a soft spot for fiery redheads.” You say a bit cautiously and you see that Barb’s expression hasn’t changed so I guess she hasn’t figured it out yet, so you continue. “And older women, I think they’re hot.” You say and Nicole playfully smacks your shoulder.

“Ya you and those milfs, I swear.” She tells you and you giggle. Barb looks at you two confused.

“What’s a Milf?” She says and you both look at her.

“It stands for Mom I’d Like to Fuck. But it’s also meant to describe older women that you think are hot.” You explain to her and her eyes widen a bit but you think it’s because of the description of Milfs and not of the woman you like.

“Is there anyone that you like right now dear?” She asks you and you nod timidly.

“Ya she does!” Nicole says and you glare at her. “I’m gonna leave now, gotta get to work, see ya sweets.” She tells you and waves at you and Barb goodbye.

“Is it Melissa?” She asks you and you snap your head at her and eyes wide a bit. That was all the answer Barb needed but of course you try to defend yourself.

“What?!? N-no…of course not! Why would you think I like Melissa?” You say, stuttering and stumbling through the entire sentence.

“I’m just wondering dear that’s all. I have something to do before school as well. I’ll see you at lunch dear.” She tells you and you say goodbye to each other.

Barb gets to Melissa’s room in time to see Melissa throw a pen across the room, and she sees no others on the redhead’s desk.

“How many pens have you thrown across the room?” Barb asks her and Melissa whips her head to her.

“I lost count.” She says to her, then goes to collect all of them. She picks up what looks to be about 10 pens and a couple markers and highlighters.

Barb wants to tell Melissa what she knows but thinks that Melissa might brush her off, so she decides to tell her tomorrow after she has time to blow off some steam. Which in retrospect, turns out to be a mistake.

Melissa goes to a gay club after to blow off some steam, and she ends up chatting it up with a girl there and then makes out with her at the club. You end up seeing that, as you also went to the club to try and move on from her since you think Melissa will never have an interest in you. Melissa ends up taking the girl home and you were watching her the entire night, she never saw you though. You really have to move on now. You end up telling Nicole what you saw and she said she can be around with you more in the mornings and after school so when you see the redhead, she can provide comfort for you.

So on the Friday morning, Melissa comes in with a small pep to her step as she had sex with the girl last night and you notice it. Nicole is with you though on the couch, you decided to stop sitting at the table with Melissa and Barb to avoid the redhead. As soon as Melissa walks in, she sees you and Nicole on the couch, and Nicole has an arm wrapped around your shoulders. Melissa gets angry at that and ends up taking it out on Jacob and throws his android at the wall with a “GO BACK TO THE BLUE BUBBLE!” She yells at him and Jacob tries to act like that didn’t faze or scare him.

You look over at Melissa when that happens and she catches your gaze. You two lock eyes for a second then you turn back to Nicole and Melissa stomps out of there. Melissa ends up telling Barb that she went to the gay club last night and hooked up with a girl, and later you end telling Barb that you went to the club as well when she asked what was wrong.

“I went to the gay club last night and being there just didn’t help anything.” You told her and even if you don’t say it, Barb knows you saw Melissa there, and she knows Melissa didn’t see you.

Over the next couple of weeks, Nicole has been coming with you into the break room in the morning or you go to your classroom with her to avoid the redhead, and she meets you after school to avoid Melissa as well.

“Hiya sweets!” She greets you one Friday afternoon and then you end up catching Melissa giving a glare in your direction. You see that it wasn’t directed at you though, it was directed at Nicole and you got confused.

You and Melissa both end up at the club again only it was reversed this time. She sees you there and you don’t see her. She sees you there alone looking upset and Nicole nowhere to be seen. And then she decides to go and talk to you. Before she gets to you however, a girl comes up and starts talking to you before she does. She freezes and sees that the girl is flirting with you and you seem to be liking it. That makes her confused because as far as she knows, you’re dating Nicole and you’re monogamous. She starts to get jealous again and stomps out of there before she starts a fight with either that girl who’s flirting with you or some random person.

On Monday morning she decides to talk to you at lunch. She knows that for some reason you seem to avoid the break room now so she’ll have to go down to your classroom. You at the moment are having a discussion with Nicole before school starts.

“What are you going to do y/n? Cause you can’t avoid Melissa forever and I can’t always come down to support you.” She says and you sigh.

“I know, it’s just hard right now. I mean ever since I saw her take that girl home a few weeks ago. I just keep thinking about it.” You tell Nicole and she nods.

“I keep telling you to talk to her.” Nicole tells you and you sigh.

“You know I won’t. You don’t have to come with me in the mornings anymore you know. I can just hide out in my classroom. I mean there’s what? 16 weeks left until summer break. And then I can spend the summer just getting over her. And then she’ll never even know how I felt cause then it’ll go back to normal next school year.” You say confidently. Melissa sees your door mostly closed and decides to keep walking, knowing that Nicole’s in there too. You hear her heels and you go and look out your door and see her walking to her classroom. You think it’s good that she didn’t stop by your classroom or else she might have heard your confession and you let out a sigh of relief.

“If you just tell her then you’ll know if she likes you or not. I mean what if she likes you back?” Nicole says and you shake your head at her. “Honestly you lesbians are so dramatic.” Nicole teases you and you flip her off. “I love ya too y/n.” She says and then leaves for work.

At lunch Melissa comes to see you after grabbing her lunch from the fridge. She runs into Barb and tells her she’s going to see you and Barb smirks and tells her good luck.

She arrives at your door then Melissa takes a deep breath and knocks on your door. You open it and almost slam the door back in her face but instead you just freeze.

“Hi.” She tells you and leans on the doorframe. She’s so cute you think and then remove those thoughts, not the time to check her out.

“Something you want Melissa?” You ask her as neutral as possible and she’s slightly taken back by this. You usually have a big and bright smile when you greet her.

“I just wanted to know if you were ok? I haven’t seen you as much lately.” She says and you look at her eyes then look away from her eyes as fast as possible.

“I’m fine, just don’t feel like being in the break room.” You tell her.

“Why?”

“That’s personal.” You tell her with a bit of a snap to it.

“Can I come in?” She asks you and you shake your head.

“No.” You tell her flatly.

“Why not?” She asks you confused. “You always were happy to have people around in your classroom to visit you.” She tells you.

“Well I decided that I’m going to avoid people from now on.” You say and go to close your door, but Melissa with quick hands, stops it and pushes it back open and you stumble back from the force a bit. Melissa takes the opportunity and walks in and closes and locks the door. She then turns to look at you with an unimpressed look. “What?” You ask her and she walks towards you, you however began to walk backwards to avoid her and she keeps walking towards you. You then get stopped by your desk and Melissa traps you there and looks at you closely.

“What’s going on with you hun?” She asks and you begin to breathe deeply. You don’t reply and she continues to try and get you to talk. “I saw you at the club on Friday night, flirting with that girl.” She tells you and your eyes go wide then you narrow your eyebrows at her.

“So?” You question her.

“You seem to be enjoying it and playing along. I thought you were dating Nicole.” She tells you and the built up anger that was starting inside you immediately disappears and all that’s left is confusion.

“You think Nicole and I are together?” You tell her and press your lips together to try and suppress a laugh.

Melissa looks confused. “Um ya, I mean it’s kinda obvious. She’s always with you, you guys constantly are talking, she comes in with you to school and picks you up after. You’re constantly flirting and posting pictures of the both of you together.” She says those last 2 with some anger and you quirk an eyebrow at her.

“Melissa, her and I are just friends. We may sometimes seem flirty but it’s innocent. She’s straight and she’s not my type.” You say and Melissa leans back, immediately releasing you and you get out from her entrapment. “Melissa what is all this about? You’re acting distant lately.” You say and she looks at your desk and has her fingers on it.

“I don’t like seeing you two together.” Is all she says.

“Why?”

“Because I thought you were together.” She says plainly and then it all hits you at once. The way she leaves when she sees Nicole with you, the glares she sends at Nicole, the way she ignores you both when you go to talk to her, the way her personality changes as soon as Nicole is in the room. Melissa is jealous.

“Is it because you don’t have a partner? Because it can be so easy for you to find one. I mean you found someone to hook up with a few weeks ago.” You tell her and her eyes widen.

“You were at the bar that night?” She asks and you nod.

“I saw you make out with her and then take her home with you.” You say disappointedly.

Melissa pieces it all together right then and there and smirks. She stalks towards you and traps you against the wall on the side where your doors are.

“Did you get jealous by that?” She asks you and you shake your head.

“What?!? Me? Jealous of you with another girl? Why would I get jealous of that?” You say and your voice gets high in pitch and she grins. You gulp as she gives you a look that she doesn’t believe you.

“I think you are jealous by that.” She tells you and lowers the pitch of her voice. “Tell me, did you want it to be you that I took home that night?” She asks and you look at her with a huge blush and you can’t find it in you to lie to her, so you nod. “Well do you want to know what I was thinking when that girl flirted with you?” She asks and you nod again. “I thought that I wish it was me flirting with you instead of that girl. She is just a girl who probably doesn’t know how to properly satisfy another girl yet.” She tells you and then leans in to your ear. “I’m much more experienced and know how to satisfy a girl all night.” She whispers in your ear and you shiver. “Ugh I was so jealous when I thought you and Nicole were together, I was mad. And then you started avoiding me and she was over every day and I wasn’t able to keep taking it. I went to that club every night and kept sleeping with girls to get my mind off of you and blow off some steam.” She tells you and you look at her surprised.

“You’ve been sleeping with a bunch of girls?” You ask her shyly and she nods.

“And either they weren’t experienced or maybe it’s because they weren’t you, I don’t know which one but it wasn’t any good.” She says and you look at how close she is.

“Can you let me go?” You ask her and she shakes her head.

“Do you know how much time I’ve spent picturing you in my bed, underneath me or up against my wall at my house. How many times I’ve spend fantasising about you when I’m touching myself?” She asks and you shake your head. “I mean fuck y/n, you drive me crazy.” She tells you and you’re a blushing mess right now but find enough strength in you to speak.

“I… I fantasise about you too.” You tell her and she smirks at you.

“Really?” She asks and you nod. “What do you fantasise about?” She whispers near your ear and you gulp.

“I-I picture you on top of me, domi…dominating m-me.” You start and you’re very nervous, but her smirk makes you continue. “And I imagine what it would be like to feel you inside of me and making me beg to let me come.” And while you speak, she drives her knee closer and closer to your core. Until she hits it and you squeak and buck your hips.

“Keep going.” She tells you while grabbing your hips and you gulp again before continuing.

“I thought about…about what your breasts would look like and-” you get cut off by you gasping as she moves your hips forward, making you grind against her thigh. “I thought- I thought about what your lips would feel like on mine and all over me.” You continue with difficulty and eventually you don’t need her hands guiding you as you’re turned on enough and you continue grinding her thigh on your own. She removes her hands from you and places them beside your head and then places her lips on your neck and starts kissing and sucking. She then tells you to continue. “Omg, Mel-Melissa.” You say a bit loud and she has to cover your mouth with her hand.

“I guess you can’t continue, since you’re loud.” She says against your neck. You’re close to coming about a minute later and she pulls away and you whip your head at her in shock.

“What? Why’d you stop? I was so close.” You say and she smirks.

“Oh I know. But I want to see your whole body and be inside you while you come underneath me.” She says seductively. “I want to take out all my jealousy on this pretty body of yours.” She says and bites your ear then pulls back again. “Why don’t you come to my house after school?” She asks and you immediately nod. “Good, now don’t touch yourself during the rest of lunch, I want you begging me for release tonight.” She tells you and you nod her head.

Melissa then grabs her lunchbox and then goes back to the break room. She enters with a grin on her face and the trio looks at her confused, Barb sees the grin but doesn’t comment on it. She just smiles and shakes her head.

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🌟This Challenge (And Episode) Is SUPER🌟 - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 3 Episode 13 “Dis-Vengers”

TRIGGER WARNING: BLOOD & GORE

Okay, this italicized part is an EDIT after the reaction. I need to put up a trigger warning for this episode as a reason why I might not show as many images as usual.

I don't think it's as bad as it could've been, otherwise I think OddNation would get demonetized. But to be on the safe side, THIS EPISODE/THIS POST IS NOT FOR THE HEMOPHOBIC.

I WILL put a TW in the tags as well so they don't see the post. But in case your account doesn't have the filter for this sort of thing, HERE'S YOUR WARNING.

Told you all I was gonna make a Hamilton reference.

Anyway, last time, the non-villains were petty. They lost. Then they rose. And then they still lost.

So the moral of the story is that if you're being bullied, TOO BAD. YOU CAN'T GET RID OF THEM.

(That was a joke ^)

Anyway, let us begin with THE EPISODE WITH THE UNLUCKY NUMBER. Geez, that's a bad omen.

"Aiden and Jake almost died to a wolf."

WHICH YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT BY THE WAY.

What if they DIED? Or got so hurt they needed to go to the hospital? JUST SAYING.

I love how Yul is outcasted from the rest of these guys.

FUCK YUL. WHY THE FUCK IS HE STILL HERE?!?!?!

How much longer do I have to put up with him? Seriously? I'm scared he might actually have a shot at being a finalist.

Oh Oliver got shoved out of a plane. What's new?

*Gets Grammarly Ad*

OH THAT'S NEW.

Fuck you Grammarly. Go get shoved off a plane.

Oh, we're right back to Trevor crying... okay?

Do we need a continuation of this?

"I'm such an idiot!"

"We can agree on that."

DAMN NINA!

I forgot she was here. I keep forgetting she and her puppet master are in this season.

"What are you doing here?"

"Marcus saw you in the cameras."

STALKING?!

"Why does Marcus care about me?"

Hey there's a solution for you! GO DATE MARCUS!!

Trevor x Marcus all the way.

"He cares about everyone!"

I... I mean sure, there's nothing to DENY that, but also... I feel like I'm being told not shown.

"Now, why're you crying like a little bitch?"

DAMN. POP OFF PUPPET QUEEN.

Demon puppet queen.

Cause like, dude, you are currently engaging in conversation with and being downplayed by a SENTIENT PUPPET.

That's how you know you've lost it.

"What's with you two? Krystal's not even all that."

You spent a whole season with her, what?

"Oh wow, didn't saw that coming."

First off, grammar error. Fuck Grammary, but like, come on.

Second, I hope that was sarcasm.

Because if you're stalking Trevor crying on camera, then I have firm reason to believe you were also stalking their conservations where Trevor has confessed to having a crush on Derek.

Nina's sentient. She should know this already.

"And now here I am venting my problems to a puppet- I'M SO STUPID!"

At least he's aware. XD

But that aspect also makes this, like, the most engaging scene with the intern characters this whole season.

Which sadly is a low bar. Because concerning his problems, once again, the amount of "I don't give a fucks" I can give.

"Well this 'puppet' is done with this crybaby. I'm going to bed."

YO NINA IS SLAYING HERE?!

10/10

10/10 Nina moment.

She may be a demon who killed everyone that one time, but I can acknowledge a slay moment when I see one.

Oh damn. They're WASTED.

YOU DIDN'T EVEN EAT THE FOOD!!! HELLO?!?!?! I SEE THAT FOOD STILL ON THE TABLE IN THE CORNER!!!!

THAT LOOKS SO GOOD!!! EAT THE FOOD DAMMIT!!!

"Lasagna? So out of date for an actress like me. Champagne IS the new lasagna!"

Why'd you smash that? That was a perfectly good bottle.

Someone's gonna come by later and step on that glass.

"Maybe that's my intention, Golden."

NO RIYA!

Oh they look like they're having fun though.

THAT BOTTLE WASN'T THERE BEFORE.

Oh look at that.

Allyson has an apple. Of course she does.

"I love my apples so much. They reminds me of the electronics I've been on withdraw of. Anyone wanna have an apple?"

"Nah I'm good."

"WELL FUCK YOU JAKE YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT-!!"

"CHILDREN! PLEASE! I'M TRYING TO READ A BEDTIME STORY HERE AND YOU'RE RUINING IT!!"

Also where did Connor get a book from?

"So Aiden's a shy pee-er, huh?"

Connor, respectfully, shut up.

"Shut up!"

XD

Yeah what he said.

Do you NOT go to a private area when you're-

I don't even want to think about it or talk about it.

"And that's-hic-how I lost the audition."

First off, her hiccups are cute sounding.

What audition? She's lost plenty, right? The whole reason she joined the show was because she was failing.

"How come we always talk about me?"

Oh?

"I mean I know I'm awesome, but come on."

"You Alec. I wanna hear about you."

Oh! Okay!

Riya actually wants to get to know him and be his friend!

I mean, hey, they're drunk, can't really use any acting techniques.

"How's your family?"

"SHUT OUT OF MY LIFE."

Come on, that's a bad one.

"Do you not trust me?"

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

I mean, he has some proof why he shouldn't.

"I should have never come on this show."

Oh, Alec...

"I still think about them every night. I can barely sleep anymore."

Yeah...

That's why he's even doing all of this, because he's so lost and only sees himself as bad.

"Who?"

"Cheryl, my wife..."

Oh we got a name!

"My son, Daniel..."

We got two names!

"They were gone by the time I came back."

OH THAT'S INTERESTING.

He said in Season 1 he was going to divorce his wife himself.

But it sounds like they beat him to it and abandoned him. He didn't even get to state his case.

That's worse.

"After Season 1, I only communicated with Cheryl through her lawyer. She had been preparing to divorce me while I was competing... THAT BITCH!"

OH GOSH. IT IS WORSE.

Also, sorry Alec, no offense, you're doing great, but I can't stop looking at Riya's face being GENUINELY CONCERNED AND SORRY for him.

I wonder if Alec has some apathy disorder? Like a personality disorder? Cause there is a lot of evidence to that.

Like, he is unable to feel care and love towards others, and it sabotages the relationships he wants to have.

Is that a thing?

*looking it up*

Yeah, Schizoid Personality Disorder. That sounds about right. (Look it up if you don't know what I'm talking about)

This is my headcanon, anyway.

"I think you're had enough."

OH WOW RIYA BEING THE BIGGER PERSON HERE AND TRYING TO HELP.

She's not the worst friend? Hello?

"The divorce took everything! I lost my son, my job, and my passion for reading! I never even brought those damned books!"

Let it out man.

It's... it's not okay. But you know.

"I could have been a better father..."

You have a chance with Fiore I guess.

"A better husband..."

AIDEN GET OUT OF THE SHOT!!!

I DO NOT WANT TO WATCH AIDEN TAKE A PISS!!! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!

YOU'RE RUINING THE SCENE!!!!

"I would give anything-ANYTHING-just to hold her hand one last time. You know what I'm talking about. Right, Riya?"

"...Uh... no."

But she might end up like that at the end of this season, we'll see.

"I still feel awful about Connor."

Awwwww

I knew it! I knew she felt guilty!!

"I remember the early days, when he was always there for me. He loved me even when I was nobody."

Awwwww

"Looks like we both can learn from our exes."

Exes? Riya and Connor weren't dating.

Maybe Connor had feelings? But Riya didn't feel the same about him.

They're more friends to me. A kindship type.

"Maybe one day, I'll find the one."

Oh I love that for her.

At the very end of all of it, all she wants is companionship in her sad little lonely life.

WHAT THE-!?

*chokes on breath*

OKAY. OKAY. I DIDN'T THINK HE WAS GONNA DO THAT.

UH... ALEC, WHAT THE FUCK?!??!

I know I said I shipped them, BUT I SAID THAT AS A JOKE THINKING IT WOULDN'T BE A THING!!

HOLY SHIT.

You miss your wife but you're hitting on Riya? Okay, sure.

Consent? Is there consent? I don't know.

OH MY GOD THERE IS!

WAIT SHE ACTUALLY DOES WANT HIM! OKAY!!

"Alec!"

"Did I... do something wrong?"

"No, it's just... we can't. I'm sorry."

Oh I get it. The game.

She doesn't want this to ruin the game for her.

Also Riya again being the reasonable one in this scene.

"No one can know about this!"

Why not?

You're on TV anyway. What's the stake of the campers knowing? You two still have all the power.

"Goodbye, Riya..."

Aww. I guess my previous thoughts on their dynamic weren't for nothing.

OH AND AIDEN SAW IT. OF COURSE HE DID.

So much for keeping it a secret.

"The kiss was... fine. But I can't do romance in this game. I'm here to win!"

Yeah. I get it.

*Gets Grammarly Ad*

AGAIN?!?!

FUCK YOU GRAMMARLY! GET OFF MY SCREEN!!!

"Should I tell Connor? This could destroy him!"

He's already over her, so...

Maybe he's upset Alec is into her and... "You told me to leave Riya behind because you were planning to take her yourself?" That sort of thing?

I can see him getting upset about that.

"Uh, what the hell are you wearing?"

"My swimsuit."

"And the finger."

"A-and there's nothing you can do about it!"

YES! FINALLY! TELL HIM!!

AWWWW GABBY HELPING?!?!?

Oh I love this already.

"And if you don't like it, maybe we should... break up."

THANK GOD!!!

THANK GOD I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS SINCE EPISODE ONE!

"Yeah sure, okay."

"I said okay. You win."

???

I thought you needed her to be convinced you are a thing so you had an advantage in the game...?

Fuck Yul.

"Look I'm happy for you and that lesbian behind the tree."

Oh he sees.

"THAT'S MISS LESBIAN TO YOU!!!"

"I can finally find a woman who can treat me well."

I hope you never do.

She did everything for you! AND YOU DESERVED NONE OF IT!

"And you? Well... this isn't exactly good for your image."

I, who exists, will say the opposite.

"Wait, no! I didn't mean we should break up-"

GRETT NO! YOU WERE DOING WELL!!

"Please! I'll do anything!"

DO YOU NOT SEE HE IS NOT WORTH A SHIT?!?!

IT'S COMICAL AND EXAGGERATED HOW ABUSIVE HE IS!!

Me too Gabby. Me too.

"So you'll stop bitching?"

"Yes, I'm yours forever and ever."

FUCKING HELL.

I hate this ship with a passion. I want it off my screen. Oh my god.

Grett has been flanderized to literally just be the abuse victim who can't get a clue.

"Now go get some fruit and get out of that disgusting outfit!"

The blood in my veins that are BOILING RIGHT NOW 😡

I FUCKING HATE THIS MAN!!! WHY IS HE STILL HERE?!?!?!?!!

I'M GONNA GET YOU A POISONED APPLE!!!

I'M ROOTING FOR THE POISONED APPLE!!!

"This woman..."

ME TOO GABBY.

"Fucking hell lady. I'LL DO IT MYSELF THEN! I'LL BREAK HIS LEGS!!!"

"I can't let Grett hang out with that vegan carpet muncher anymore."

I THOUGHT YOU WERE FINE WITH DUMPING HER-

Inconsistency in the character as well? Why am I not surprised?

He's not even interesting, he's just a douche for the sake of being a douche.

"I know what you did."

I-I don't think this is a good idea, Aiden.

"Depends on what you mean by that. I have done multiple showing in my time. You could be talking about my very existence for all I know.

"Huh. Whatever."

Oh wow. She didn't lash out.

"So you won't mind if I go tell everyone?"

No. Makes no difference if you think about it.

All it will do is hurt Connor's feelings. And if you think about it, that puts you in a better position because the opposing alliance's moral compass is gone.

And you throw Alec under the bus.

Sure that's shitty, but hey, she's a villain.

"Go ahead."

OH WOW SHE ACTUALLY HAS MY MINDSET.

"This could be the leverage we need to finally get the heroes back on top."

How? I feel like this will just destroy one of your members.

"That... little... BRAT!!!"

XD

Riya's version of SCREAMING IN A PILLOW.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

Shoot? You want to kill her?

"Do you feel like you like him?"

"I just want to enjoy the moment."

"Growing up, I never went on dates. I was just so focused on school, trying to impress my dad. I... I never had time for boys."

And this is why Krystal is the best of these host characters.

"You better treat her well!"

Oh damn. This man is her adopted dad right now.

Ah whatever, you know? Happy for Krystal. I support this ship.

IT'S VR!!!!

OH MY GOD IT'S VR!!!!!

YES!!!!!!

THEY BROUGHT THIS BACK! I'M SO HAPPY!!

And they're fully aware they're in VR this time. They're not being psychologically tortured into thinking they've been surviving a month in a zombie apocalypse.

"And one of the questions were in regards to what type of super power you would want."

OH!

OH I CAN ALREADY TELL THIS CHALLENGE IS GONNA BE GOOD.

Oh we get to see.

"I've always wanted to be a shapeshifter!"

YES QUEEN! THAT'S A GOOD ONE!

"Lord, give me strength!"

LAME.

Come on, strength is like, the most boring one you can come up with. At least flying can defy gravity and it's cooler to look at.

"Electricity, so I could charge up my phone and I can tase some annoying kids!"

Jay, Master of Lightning, is ashamed to share his power with you non-consentually.

"Super speed!"

Basic, but okay.

"Telekinesis."

OKAY THAT'S JUST BROKEN.

And would be a nightmare to control in real life. Everything you think about just moves?? Ow.

"Fire control, so I can literally burn my enemies to the ground."

HEY QUEEN 👑

She also has fiery colors on.

"Water bending."

Oh wow, opposites.

"Imagine all of the third world countries I could help out of a drought."

Aw, Grett is a hero?

"-and then post it on my Instagram!"

XD

No.

That is something Grett would do.

"Elasticity."

No. That's a nightmare educing one.

"My original Twitch tag was Elastagirl."

Of course it was.

"That's a dumb question. Next."

Oh-

Wait what?

"Wait, so what's my quirk? Do I not get one?"

"Uh, they're called powers, and you decided to me a smart aleck, so no powers for you!"

OH!

😂

OH YOU ARE FUCKED, MAN!!

That's hilarious.

Watch Alec win this. Despite having no powers.

Okay, I get these challenge rules.

"You can also take each other out as you so desire."

Can I watch Yul die then?

I MEAN THEY HAVE PERMISSION NOW!

"Any questions?"

"What's VR?"

BRUH.

Alright, Connor's disqualified.

LET'S GO!!!

*Gets Hankook Tire Ad*

DAMMIT! IT TOOK ME INTO AN AD! NOOO!!!

What is that color palette?

I don't like that on her, I'm gonna be honest.

OH MY GOD THAT'S HORRIFYING!!!

Am I the only one who thinks elasticity as a power feels like something out of a horror movie?

That design's even more ugly.

Why would you make grey his primary?

OH DAMMIT WHY DOES YUL GET ONE THAT ACTUALY LOOKS GOOD?!

OOH OKAY GRETT!!!👑

Bit generic, but well done Aiden.

OH MY GOOOOOODDDD!!!!

❤️👑

I'm in love.

I'M IN LOVE WITH THIS OUTFIT. OH MY GOSH!!

The fire shoulders with the dark reds on the limbs? I LOVE IT.

OH MY GOSH GABBY ALSO LOOKS GOOD!

Purple looks good on her. Who would've thought?

"Wish we could trade powers. Must be nice flying everywhere."

You can fly with fire.

"I WANT TO STAY HERE FOREVER!!!!"

YAAAAAYYYY!!!!

I love Gabby so much. She's just so delightful.

"Find the villains. We need to remove all heroes from the challenge, so they can't win immunity."

Yep. Sounds like a plan.

"Wait, you mean we-"

"Burn them? Maul them? I don't give a fuck, as long as they're dead."

XD

Riya already gets the game.

AND IT'S VR. COME ON. YOU'RE NOT ACTUALLY KILLING THEM.

And Gabby wanted to kill them before she even knew about the VR, so...

YEAH SHE NODDED XD

"SAY NO MORE! I'LL DO IT!!"

I was worried for a minute there she'd be out of character and go "bUt i DoN't WaNt To KiLl AnYoNe!"

But no. She's on board. She's not above aggression.

Oh hi Alec.

Alec has NOTHING XD

He's so fucked. Oh my god. He's a sitting duck. XD

"I haven't seen anyone in hours!"

You showed up like a couple minutes ago, what?

"Listen, Riya, about that kiss-"

"Let's not talk about it. We were drunk, and we did something stupid. That's all."

Fair enough.

"Just to be clear, I don't have feelings for you."

"Oh. Alright. Same here..."

Why does Alec sound disapointed?

Why did Riya return the kiss then? Unless she's just desolate or something.

"Aiden was spying on us."

"Oh no, please don't tell me Connor knows about this!"

He probably does at this point.

WHAT IS THAT DESIGN?!

Okay, it's fine, but like... why does he have that chin piece? That's ugly. That's ruining the whole look.

Wow. Jake is terrible at this. When he probably has THE MOST OVERPOWERED ABILITY HERE.

You give the character who thinks with his head THE LEAST, the power to control things with his mind.

I see what you writers did here.

"You're welcome."

Oh hi Aiden.

BANANA 🍌

Allyson comes around the corner screaming, "BANANAS?!?! HOW DARE YOU! WHAT ABOUT MY APPLES YOU BASTARDS?!?!?! MYYYYYYY APPLLLEEEEEESSSSS!!!!!"

How are you gonna kill with speed anyway? Gabby can turn into a predator NO NOT THAT KIND OF PREDATOR. Riya can burn shit. Jake can slam things and crush you. What is speed gonna do as an offense? Run on you???

"Wanna see me run to that big rock?"

"And ditch me?"

"Wanna see me do it again?"

What?

*Rewinds*

Okay. A point where lazy animation is explained by the story why that looks the way it does. Props.

"The villains are probably gonna try to kill us before any of us reach the volcano."

LITERALLY.

NOW IT'S ACTUALLY LITERAL.

"I'm not Quicksilver, but I'll give it a shot!"

Crashes into something immediately.

Yep.

XD

Freaking called that.

"Well, guess you gotta train more."

Bitch, you can't even ACTIVATE your powers! You have no room to talk!

"I missed the lifting people class."

"Guess you gotta train more."

XD

Okay that's good.

OH MY GOD THAT LOOKS HORRIFIC STILL.

OH MY GOD I HATE HER POWERS.

"This doesn't hurt, does it?"

"No. It's like I'm made of bubble gum."

Yeah cause she's basically rubber.

"I dreamed of owning this VR tech ever since I saw the Season 1 cast playing it!"

REALLY.

YOU ENJOYED WATCHING THEM SUFFER IN A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE THINKING IT WAS REAL?!?!

People on TV are getting traumatized and brutally murdered, watching their loved ones die one by one, with no idea it's even fake. They think it's real. They think they're gonna die at any minute. Even today, most of them still have PTSD and are seeing therapy-

"I WANNA JOIN ON THE FUN!!!"

"Maybe we can rest here for a bit."

Rest? You're in VR. You have superpowers. Bro.

*Gets Old Spice Ad*

Okay that's just insulting Connor.

"I need to rest so I can put on my OLD SPICE!!!"

"So how have you been getting with your abilities?"

He can lift shit.

That's it.

It's lame.

"How do you think the guys at your company feel watching this?"

Is that supposed to be a peer pressure statement?

That's not your business.

"You think they'd want their boss to be scared of a little video game?"

Ever heard of his employee named Nunya?

OH WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT. COMING IN THIS CAVE WAS A MISTAKE. I TOLD YOU!

He didn't lift that. He punched that.

"Aiden, is everything okay?"

"Why?"

Yeah, Jake genuinely showing concern for him.

"I... saw something last night."

Oh he's gonna tell him.

"What am I doing telling you?! You're terrible with secrets!"

Uh...

I was gonna argue, but yeah.

"I saw Riya and Alec kiss."

"They're both evil and attractive. Of course they're gonna kiss."

XD

He's not surprised XD

Alec's not really that attractive though... or maybe it's my lesbian brain talking there.

"Connor might freak if he finds out."

"Isn't he over Riya?"

Yes and no.

Think of it like this. Someone you thought was your friend give you sage advice to leave your partner because they're abusive to you, but then behind your back, that someone goes and hits on them behind your back? That's the betrayal there. Regardless if he's over her or not.

OH.

OH SPEAKING OF THE QUEEN.

YOU GUYS ARE DEAD.

OH THAT'S A GOOD SHOT!!!!

"She burns things, right?"

JAKE.

JAKE.

COME ON MAN.

CLIP SAID SHE HAS FIRE POWERS. BLASTS YOU WITH FIRE. IS SURROUNDED BY FIRE. HER DESIGN IS FIRE.

"DO YOU THINK SHE'S FIRE POWERED? I CAN'T TELL!"

I love you. BUT YOU ARE A DUMBASS.

AND HE'S THE ONE WITH THE MIND POWERS TOO!!

"EVERY THOUGHT IN YOUR MIND IS DUMB."

YOU BOYS ARE FUCKING DEAD.

Oh Aiden's gone XD

"Better him than me! BYE JAKE!"

"Wait what-?" *Dies*

OWW!!! YEAH THAT HURTS!

Okay I'm loving this fight.

"For my next showing, I will be hosting a super hero grill out with the finest meats to share with all my villains! AND THE MEAT WILL BE YOU!!"

NO RIYA AT LEAST SEASON IT!!

OH MY GOD XD

"THE FUCK?! I'VE BEEN DEFEATED BY BANANAS?!?!? YOU CAN'T EVEN COOK THAT!!!"

Also why is one banana not filled? *Look closer in the screenshot if you don't see it*

You can't hide from me. I saw that.

"Take my potassium bombs of fury!"

Bro. You could've done alliteration. 🍌BANANA BOMBS.🍌 COME ON!

OH AND HERE'S ALEC.

DAMN THAT WAS A ROCK TO THE HEAD. HE'S DEAD.

"Prepare to die."

He said that so monotoned XD

😲

BITCH WHAT THE FUCK-?!?!

OKAY THAT CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD!!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!??!?!?!

"Uh.. Aiden... did you just-?!"

HE JUST KILLED A MAN!!!

WHAT I SAY BEFORE? "HOW IS SPEED OFFENSIVE?!" AND AIDEN GETS THE FIRST KILL?!

Boy is traumatized.

Sounds like a Boys reference.

Oh. Fire removes blood. Sure.

XD

SHE'S ON A MOUNTAIN OF BANANAS!! XD

"MY NEXT SHOWING IS ME AND MY ARMY OF BANANAS!!! SHIELD ME POTTASSIUM!!!"

THEY'RE DEAD. SHE HAS THEM SURROUNDED.

"Jake, try to lift her into the fire!"

"I told you, I can't lift people!"

YOU HAVE THE MOST OP ABILITY AND YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE IT!

COOL HEAD MAN. COOL HEAD.

I know you're surrounded by fire. But you know what I mean.

OH.

OH NO QUEEN!!!

THE QUEEN IS DOWN!!!

HOLY SHIT THEY BEAT HER.

"I couldn't lift her, but I made her a tomb."

Smart AND sweet of you.

"Rest in pieces, asshole."

"Amen."

"Aw, thank you for the blessings. I shall rest in bananas." 🍌

She died a banana queen. 🍌👑

Where did Yul and Grett come from?

Kill Yul. Please.

I had to watch Riya die. Watching Yul die too is only fair.

Okay. Strangle him. I like that.

GRETT FUCK OFF! LET HIM HAVE THE KILL!!!

OH MY GOD!!!

THAT'S HORRIBLE!!!!!

YUL FUCK YOU!!!

Though shouldn't Allyson be immune to this cause she's elastic???

Aaaaaaaannnnddd I told you Connor's powers sucked.

OKAY THAT EYE TRANSITION WAS REALLY COOL!

Is Allyson dead?

AGAIN, SHOULDN'T ALLYSON BE IMMUNE TO THE ELECTRICITY BECAUSE THEY ESTABLISHED SHE'S ELASTIC AND THEREFORE SHOULD BE A LIVING EMBODIMENT OF AN INSULATOR????

JUST SAYING.

If they, say, shocked Connor and snake bit Allyson, switched the two kill methods, that'd make more sense.

Oh so five of them made it.

"Hold off on killing each other while I explain."

MIND CONTROLS YUL OFF THE CLIFF.

"Now we're even!"

"I thought every superhero needs a CGI monster to fight."

Oh really?

...actually that's kinda accurate.

"So meet Ned!"

Oh he has a name?

Is that just Riya as a monster? He rose from the lava.

"SEE EVEN IN DEATH, IT WON'T STOP ME! FOR MY NEXT SHOWING, I BECOME REINCARNTED AS A LAVA MONSTER!! TO SMITE YOU ALL AS REVENGE!!!!!"

Every villain gets a monster transformation. So proud of her.

"NOW YOU SHALL DEAL WITH ME OL PRINCE! AND ALL THE POWERS OF HELL!!!!"

"Disvengers... assemble!"

Nice reference, but it's wildly inappropriate for these guys.

"I propose a temporary truce."

They're gonna throw you off the cliff.

"I'll get him easy!"

I hope you fail and die.

XD

IT DOES NOTHING.

Predicting Yul's Torture Counter: 6

Ned Not Riya is like "Really bitch?"

WHAT WAS THAT ROAR?!?!? THAT SOUNDED LIKE A DYING CAT!!

"The water is working!"

Idk how.

"HAVE A DRINK MOTHERFUCKER!!"

"With Grett distracted on the monster, I can finally draw boundaries with Gabby."

Why would you want to do that? Gabby is on your team.

The hell are you trying to do?

"How is a monster this size managing to stand on this volcano?"

It's VR logic.

OH WAIT NO IT BREAKING IT.

"Yo butch lover!"

"Grett is distracted so she won't see me deal with Gabby." SCREAMS BUTCH LOVER.

"I'm gonna say this once. Stay away from Grett."

"...no."

Your motives are all over the place. You hate her, you want her gone and are fine with it when she threatens to leave, but now you're possessive? What?

"If you spread any kind of agenda to Grett about me, I'll make you regret the day you were born, so back off!"

Grett a few feet away from them. "I CAN HEAR YOU!!"

"Make me."

KILL HIM GABBY.

Uh, move. MOVE. MOVE.

How the hell did you not get hit?

Oh that was pathetic Gabby. Come on.

"Yul! What are you doing?!"

YEAH SHE CAN SEE ALL OF THIS SHIT.

"Just focus on the monster bitch!"

BITCH, she has another hand.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

NO NOT THIS AGAIN!!!!

STOP IT!!!!! LEAVE HER ALONE!!!!!!

YUL I FUCKING HATE YOU!!! STOP IT!!!!

GRETT DO SOMETHING!!!

AIDEN AND JAKE GOT THE MONSTER, JUST DO SOMETHING!!!

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLPPPPPP!!!!!!"

*Gets Grammarly Ad*

HELP ME!!!!! HEEEELLLP!!!

OH FUCK YOU GRAMMARLY! YOU RUINED THE SCENE!!

*I rewinded ten seconds*

"LEAVE HER ALONE!!"

YESS!!! GRETT!!!!! GET HIM!!!!

OH MY GOD IS THE MONSTER COMING?!?!?!

MURDER HIS ASS. MURDER HIS ASS. MURDER HIS ASS. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!

"Oh crap!"

I would say "Why are you just standing there?"

But also, "Nah. Let the monster have him."

"What the hell was that?!"

"My resignation letter."

😭👏

THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU GOD!!!!

THANK YOU FOR HAVING GRETT FINALLY GET OVER IT!!!

"We agreed you would listen to me!"

"There's no 'we' anymore."

YESS!!!!

"Is this your pathetic attempt at defeating me?"

Gets murdered by the monster.

PLEASE.

"Nope. But this is."

KILL HIM. KILL HIM!!

KILL HIM!!!!

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!

🤣👏

YESS!!!!! YEESSSSSS!!!!!

I GET TO WATCH YUL DIE!!!!!

THANK YOU!!!!!! 😭🙏

Yes, hitman? I have a target for you. I want this fire crop top man DEAD.🔫

There's no gun emoji. Only a water gun.

Sure, kill him with a water gun. I don't care how you do it. MAKE IT HAPPEN!!!

IT ACTUALLY CAME TRUE!! NED WAS MY HITMAN!!! (Now the hot colors he has make a lot more sense)

AND WATER WAS INVOLVED!!!

Also:

Predicting Yul's Torture Counter: 7

Thank god.

What could be better than this? Eliminating him.

"Oh Grett... you saved me."

I know right? You'd never think she would from their previous relationship.

"The volcano! It's collapsing!!"

OH YEAH.

Yeah maybe you shouldn't have buried Riya. Now she has the fire control over the lava. She's gonna get her revenge.

"IIIIIIIIIII SHALL HAVE MY REVEEEEEENNNGEEEE!!!! IIIIIII WILL BURN YOU ALL ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVVVEEEEEEE!!!!!"

NO RIYA!!!!!

OH NO THEY'RE ALL DEAD!!!

GABBY?!?!?

JAKE?!??!

ANYONE?!??!!

OH GOD!!!!!

JAKE!!!! LIFT THEM!! BUILD UP TO THIS?!?!?!

JAKE?!??!

YES!!! JAKE!!!!!

👏

OH THE BUILD UP TO THIS?!??!?!

ACTUAL PEAK?!??!?!?

Even though the peak is on the ground at the moment. LITERALLY.

"I... guess I did it!!"

I'm so proud of you my boy.

"And with that, Aiden and Jake are the ones to beat the monster and win this challenge!"

OH SHIT GABBY AND GRETT ARE DEAD.

I get they're villains. Still. Kind of shitty of you Jake.

"I never though I'd say this, but... we make a great team."

I know, right?! You finally get along and work together!

Oh dammit, Yul's alive....

Ah well. I had my fun.

"Look, I thought about it, and... I'm willing to give you one last chance, but you have to apologize and stop hanging around Gabby."

HELL NO.

I HOPE THEY ELIMINATE YOU.

"I regret everything, Yul! I regret every meeting you, I regret ever joining this show again, hoping it would be different! I hoped I would have someone who finally saw the good side of me, but clearly I was asking for too much! You're a narcissistic, misogynistic pig!"

YES! YES TO ALL OF THAT!!!

Oh my god I feel so bad for you Grett... ❤️

You deserved SO MUCH BETTER in this season.

Also shoutout to her VA. That line delivery hit me right in the heart.

"And I can't wait for this to air because everyone will know what a prick you've been all season and your career will be over!"

AND I LOVE THAT!

Yeah you didn't think that through, did you bitch?!

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry! Is that what you want to hear?"

NOPE. TOO LATE.

IT'S TOO LATE FOR AN APOLOGY.

"Yeah, and take your mild abs with you!"

XD

I love Gabby.

Live laugh love Gabby.

"These losers think they can get rid of me?!"

I HOPE THEY DO.

THAT WOULD MAKE THIS EPISODE PEAK IF THEY ELIMINATE YUL.

"I worked so hard to keep this villains alliance together, and it all blew up today."

Yeah. The non-villains didn't have to do anything.

The threat was Yul all along.

*Gets Pie Adblock ad*

Why the fuck am I getting so many ads?

Is this to mock me cause I've gotten the Grammarly Ad how many times?

Please. PLEASE LET IT BE YUL!!!

IT'S BEEN THIRTEEN EPISODES!! I WANT HIM GONE!!!!!

PLEASE!!!! 🙏

'YUL'

*audible gasp*

OH MY GOD.

'CONNOR'

CONNOR HASN'T BEEN BACK LONG ENOUGH.

THIS IS IT!!!

'CONNOR'

OH MY GOD!!!

'YUL'

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!

'CONNOR'

IT'S HAPPENING!!!!

'YUL'

OH MY GOD IT'S HAPPENNG!!!

'YUL'

😭🙏

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

😭🙏

*tears and laughs of utter JOY*

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

😂👏

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

HE'S GONE!!!!

HE'S FINALLY GONE!!!!!!

OH MY GOD YES!!! YEESS!!!!

ABOUT FUCKING TIME! GOD I HATED HIS CHARACTER SO MUCH!!

(As though that was any secret)

Happy endings. Happy endings to everyone here.

I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY AND SATISFIED WITH AN ELIMINATION SINCE HEATHER FROM TDI.

🎵"NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED!"🎵

Okay I gotta calm down, I gotta calm down.

Thank god. THANK GOD.

"Ugh, I fucking knew it!"

FUCK YEAH! GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU FUCKING PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT!!

"You did this to yourself Yul."

Absolutely.

"Any last words, loser?"

GABBY FLIPPED TOO. SHE FLIPPED.

SHE CAUSED ALL OF THIS!

"Alec, you're an insufferable nerd."

Oh great, here we go...

"Riya, I've seen adult videos with better acting."

FUCK YOU.

"Connor, you're old."

FUCK YOU TIMES TWO.

"Aiden, you're a twink."

FUCK YOU TIMES THREE.

"Jake, you're a twink part two!"

😂

...okay that one was good.

"Ally, I left some of those hate comments."

GEE THAT WOULD'VE BEEN NICE TO KNOW!!

"Gabby, fuck you bitch!"

FUCK YOU TOO BITCH.

"And finally, Grett... I'm going to personally make sure that you do not win these three million dollars! You'll be hearing from my lawyers!"

Wow. Such an empty threat. So sad. /s

The bus is over there.

"At least you made the merge this time."

😂

GOT HIM!!! RIGHT WHERE IT HURTS!!!

😂

The fucking finger.

"Aww, right back at you darling!"

😂😂👏

THAT'S AWESOME!!!!

*Finger*

You know what? Me too. *Finger*

Everyone give Yul the finger. Line up. Single file.

"After all this time, I never knew that I needed someone like Gabby. I treated her like absolute shit and yet... she was there for me. I think I finally found a real friend."

❤️

BLESS.

BOTH OF YOU DESERVE HAPPINESS IN YOUR LIVES!!!

"Maybe I can tell everyone about the kiss between Riya and Alec. That might be what completely sets off that villains alliance and destroys it once and for all!"

I highly doubt that. I think the opposite is what's gonna happen. But sure.

OH MY GOD...

I feel... GOOD.

I felt so good after watching this.

This might actually be, no joke, one of my favorite episodes of this entire show.

If not my favorite, definately in the top three.

Everyone was utilized. Everyone had some sort of moment.

We saw human sides to the villain characters that was actually interesting.

It was paced really well.

The animation was the prettiest it's ever been.

The intern sublot that I don't care about overall had its best scenes.

Allyson was actually tolerable in this episode.

Jake and Aiden getting payoff to their dynamic thus far.

The build up to that moment where Jake saves both of them was so well handled.

The challenge was so unique and so much fun from start to end.

Grett finally stands up for herself and has her best moment in this season thus far.

AND I get to watch Yul die in VR?

AND we get Yul eliminated??

That elimination alone is going in the Top 10 most satisfying eliminations.

YEAH. I LOVED THIS. THIS WAS A REALLY GOOD EPISODE.

Even if none of those other stuff were true, I'd still love it cause Yul is gone after thirteen episodes. Was it worth it? Honestly, yeah.

I mean I've made it zero secret that Yul is, by far, my least favorite character of this entire show.

You can see this post where I do explain why (Go to the end)

He was just a mouth of slurs and not much else. Doesn't help that his 'arc' is him saying that's all there is to him. And he was responsible for my girl Grett's derailment. And there's no backstory to explain it either.

It's just a sore thumb when you have all these other complicated interesting characters in the season, and then you have this one guy who is just so comically hateable.

Yeah I'm so happy he's gone and I don't have to deal with him anymore.

AND YUL GETS NO MONEY!!! YAY!!!! THERE'S NO WAY FOR HIM TO GET ANYTHING ANYMORE!!!!

Also, I will say, despite all of this and my extreme hatred towards the CHARACTER, ZERO OF IT IS TARGETED TOWARDS THE VA.

He did so much better in this season than in Season 2, probably because of better direction. He absolutely nailed this role as the whiny non-aware abuser. There was so much more range and energy in his voice than in Season 2 that honestly did make me tolerate him a BIT more than I would've otherwise. Massive props.

I hate your character, but you did a really good job making me hate him in intentional ways.

I don't know where Grett goes from here though. Her story is kinda... over? Maybe it's not, but I feel like they did what her arc was, standing up to her boyfriend. Gabby is my winner pick and a major player in this game. Even if Grett goes, she's still gonna have stuff to do.

Yeah. This was peak. I don't know what else to say. Things are looking up.

[notnights]

Out of all the mean shit I've gotten for my ribbuns (and I admit it's expected to an extent I am after all purposely depicting this in a way that should disturb you, but man some comments get MEAN) there has only been maybe 2, or 3 that basically sum up to "I went through something like this, and seeing my favorite character go through the same thing makes me feel less alone."

And honestly that kind of makes it worth it. I can get 60 mean comments but if there's one that makes reference to feeling seen and heard, then that's kind of worth it.

I had--have someone who still loves me a lot. Till this very day, every day she tells me she loves me so much. It took me years to figure out that doesn't make everything she put me through right, or forgivable. So there's a certain cathartic aspect in some of what I make. While not the exact same scenarios, it helps. Can't explain in detail why, would just bore, and it's too personal anyways.

Why I constantly joke about "my therapist says toxic ribbun is good for me." Art therapy all that jazz.

Anyways, I don't really know why I'm posting this. Awhile back someone left a comment on one of my "toxic ribbun" pieces, that has probably since been deleted because I can't find it again, but one point they said in it, "I feel seen in this." Hope who ever said that is doing alright out there and life takes it easy on you.

I think about that comment a lot. For a lot of different reasons, I hope they're okay out there. But it reminded me the value in all sorts of different stories. Different portrayals. And how it can make us feel less alone. I've always liked making sad stories, I feel guilty for writing so many sad stories, I think about how awful the stuff I went through made me feel, why am I putting my favorite characters through that. I don't know, but it helps apparently somehow. I guess I'm glad it's helped others too. Maybe one day I'll be in a place where I can make happier stories but right now these are what I want to tell and I'm just glad what I'm telling now maybe still has value in some way, even if it's just one or two people.

Then there are also some people who say things like "this is me fr" and I DON'T REALLY KNOW HOW TO RESPOND TO THAT IS THIS SOMETHING YOU TOO WENT THROUGH AND ARE JUST VOICING IT IN A COMEDIC MANNER BECAUSE IT HELPS ? ARE YOU JUST JOKING? ARE YOU GOING THROUGH THIS RIGHT NOW?! ARE YOU OKAY??? DO WE NEED TO FIND HELP FOR YOU PLEASE FIND PEOPLE YOU TRUST TO HELP YOU PLEASE BE OKAY OH GOD. I'M TYPING IN CAPS TO MAKE THIS A LITTLE MORE COMEDIC BUT GENUINELY I HOPE ALL OF YOU ARE OKAY OUT THERE

[dredfish]

new satosugu fluff snippet !!! I love these dorks as goofy teens haha

“It’s already your birthday next week, Satoru. What are you hoping to get?”

Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto lounged in Suguru’s dorm, snacking on the dango that Satoru brought over to him. Suguru preferred to hang out in his room, rather than his teammate’s, because he didn’t have to watch his step tiptoeing over wrappers and cans on the floor. Even in their third year, Satoru still struggled to clean his own room after years and years of maids constantly picking up after him. Suguru tried to help, but Satoru was still a messy brat all the same.

Satoru chewed as he considered the question. “Honestly…” he swallowed. “I just wanna make out with somebody.” It was the only thing that came to mind and he just… blurted it out. He blushed as soon as it left his lips, shutting them tight in a weird smile. He could have just made up anything, literally anything other normal birthday gift, but realistically what else could he possibly need or want that he didn’t already have? 

“Oh,” Suguru coughed out in a laugh, wide-eyed with a shocked look on his face. That definitely wasn’t the answer he expected. 

There was a long pause followed by awkward laughter. Both boys flushed, gazes diverting anywhere but each other. 

“Do you… have someone in mind?” Suguru asked, attempting to hide the curiosity and desperation in his voice.  

“Yeah but…” Satoru started, scratching the back of his neck. Seriously, why couldn’t he just keep his big mouth shut?! It didn’t help that Suguru could sometimes, somehow with his social superpowers, tell when he was lying. “I’m not telling. You’ll have to guess.” 

Suguru put his hand to his chin. This was… new. They’d chatted about girls in passing, sharing photos and giggling, but never seriously. They didn’t have much time for that with missions and school, especially not in their third year. “Oh. I know. Mei Mei.”

Satoru snorted, replying, “Eh, she’s hot, but she’s not really my type.” 

Seriously, shut the fuck up.

This piqued Suguru’s interest. He smirked a little deviously, leaning in. “Oh? Satoru Gojo has a type?” He asked, pulling another dango off the stick with his teeth. 

You. You’re my type. 

“Oh you know…” Satoru trailed off for a moment, trying to figure out how to be as vague as possible with this answer. “Dark hair, dark eyes, skinny waist…” 

Satoru was really burying himself in a hole with this one. 

He flushed brightly, biting the inside of his cheek. He devoured the last dango stick in one bite, lest he expose himself anymore.

Suguru’s hopes were slightly dashed at that last part. Surely, Satoru was referring to a woman with that skinny waist comment. He checked all the boxes for sure, but… was being a man with a small waist even considered attractive? Was Satoru even interested in men? 

Would he even be interested in me in… that way?

“Hmm… Utahime?” 

Satoru pretended to vomit with that guess. “Ew, as if. She’s annoying.”

Suguru continued to mull it over when Satoru interjected quickly, “Ah, it’s stupid, just a joke anyway, really, forget about it. Let’s all go out to eat on my birthday, I’d never say no to some good food.”  

They dropped the subject and started discussing dinner plans for next Saturday, but Suguru couldn’t help but continue wondering. 

Who did Satoru want to kiss? 

Was it me? Could it ever be me?

No, that was crazy. That was a pipe dream. 

They were best friends. Best friends didn’t kiss, and making out was way out of the question. Maybe best friends played with each other’s hair or held hands sometimes, but a kiss? A kiss was taking it too far. 

A kiss would mean they were so much more than best friends. 

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The Key To Your Heart - Track 6

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x Musician!Reader

Series Summary: After writing your feelings for Pedro into a song, it gains a lot more popularity than expected. Ultimately it brings both criticism and support, with new possibilities around the corner.

Series Warnings: 18+ only (MDNI). Mentions of food, weight loss, weight gain, dieting, weighing, potential eating disorder, food guilt. Potential for puns/dad jokes (name of my blog, and the fic) should give that away. This is my first fic which should be its own warning, lol. Also some cursing. Mentions of masturbation (f) maybe more smut later idk. Sadness, reader is pretty depressed. Poor body image. Rude people. Bullying-ish and just lack of support? Anxiety. Age gap! Reader is in her mid 20's, Pedro is current age (48).

Other stuff: Reader is plus sized. AFAB. Inexperienced. Also has a dog, but you can pretend it is another creature probably. Further, in case it isn't clear, italics almost always are the reader's inner thoughts!

Word Count: 4K

Series List: Here!

Miss last chapter? Here!

This one's a little longer than the last few, but it's one I was really excited to get to for a while. I hope you guys like it! We're starting to get into the nitty gritty! Once again please let me know what you think of it! Thank you all for your support :)

__________

After your emotional conversation with Pedro, you were worried he'd stop talking to you. At least, it seems that's how it usually works. Whenever you try to have a conversation about emotions with someone, it gets shut down. But surprisingly.. it didn't push Pedro away at all. The two of you talk nearly every day on the phone, and when you don't, it's made up for with plenty of text messages. You don't even have to be the first to communicate, either. It just feels natural. It doesn't need to be over-thought.

You keep telling yourself not to get your hopes up, but at the same time, you feel like maybe it's turning into something. Something more than friends. You couldn't help but wonder if Pedro felt the same way, or if maybe he's just a really nice guy.

Despite these feelings, you're still hesitant to tell him you love him. Although he put many of your fears to rest, you continued to be nervous. You were inexperienced. You were significantly younger than him. You led two very different lives. And even though he reassured you about your appearances, it doesn't mean you'd be his type once he actually saw you. Shoot, you don't even know if he's interested in pursuing a relationship.

Plus, now there's the risk of messing up a new friendship. Why ruin it?

How does anyone ever get into a relationship? Others make it look so easy, jumping from relationship to relationship like their heart isn't at stake.

Maybe someday you'd tell him. Maybe someday you'd share these other fears as well. But not yet. You weren't ready.

_____

About a week had gone by since you first talked on the phone, and it was around 1 PM when he called you.

"Hey Pedro!"

"Hey there, songbird," he replied cheerily.

"Songbird?" You giggled.

"If you hate it-"

"No, I love it. It's sweet," you blushed.

"Okay good. But the reason I'm calling is because I saw something on Instagram…"

"Oh yeah? What of?"

"About you. When were you going to tell me?"

Oh fuck. Oh shit. Oh what? What is he referring to?

You nervously laughed "I… what? Tell you what now?"

"Your album is coming out in a WEEK!??!" He practically yelled with excitement.

Seriously… this guy. Giving me a damn heart attack.

"OH" you replied sheepishly. "You scared me, thinking you heard… I dunno"

"Oh! I'm sorry. No. I haven't heard any information that you haven't told me yourself, nor would I believe it anyway. Other than.. this album!!!" Pedro announced like a gameshow host.

You laughed before replying "yes, yes, the album comes out next week! They just announced it I guess."

Pedro clapped and shouted. "CONGRATULATIONS!!!! I'm so happy and proud of you!!!!!!!!"

You weren't looking in a mirror, and he couldn't see you either, but you could bet money that your cheeks were a bright shade of pink. "Thank you, Pedro!" You giggled, your face beginning to hurt from the large smile he caused.

"How are you celebrating? Is the studio doing anything for you?"

"Well they mentioned an album release party, but being that nobody really knows me I don't know who I would even invite. Plus I'm not sure that a large thing like that is how I'd like to show myself to the world. A little too ceremonious for my liking." You grimaced.

"Well, I happen to think you deserve something ceremonious, even if you don't think you do. And I think we should celebrate."

"We - you - you do? You mean…?" You stuttered in disbelief.

"You and me," he said matter-of-factly.

"You.. and… What did you have in mind?" 

Frankly you didn't know what to think.

"Well. I was thinking… Maybe we could listen to the album together? We could talk on the phone and listen, and it would be like our own little album release party. You wouldn't have to show yourself or meet people. It would just be like our normal conversations. Except I'd get to hear your new music and talk about it with you. If you want," he said, sounding slightly nervous.

Your heart swelled at the gesture and you agreed happily. The two of you made a plan to "meet" at 7PM and listen together the night of your album release. And he promised he wouldn't listen without you.

_____

It wasn't until after you were off the phone with him that you began to overthink the songs on your album. Not unlike your first single, these were also rather vulnerable at times. Sure, he knew a lot, and he'd listen to the album anyway. Probably. But still. To hear it… together? You were starting to feel like you were in over your head.

Nevertheless, the week continued on like normal. Work, talking to Pedro, hanging with Skipper. You agreed to a few more interviews in article or voice format after the release, and signed a few last minute things.

As the album date approached closer, Pedro texted you one day.

"Okay I'm going to ask you something and I want you to trust me okay. I'm not going to do anything that I know you would hate."

"Okay…" what does this man have up his sleeve?

"Can I have your address?"

Why does he want my address???? The panic settled in. But, you did like him; and he hadn't crossed any boundaries yet. In fact, he's been one of the most understanding of your qualms.

So. You sent him your address.

"Thank you ❤️" Pedro replied.

A heart !?! A red one!? 

"You're welcome. Also… I was planning to tell you anyway, but if you're looking for my address I may as well tell you…" you told him your real name. Not your stage name. Not a nickname. But your name. First, Last. All of it.

"Thank you for trusting me. I promise I'll keep it safe," reassured Pedro.

"Thank you, P."

"Of course. You have a beautiful name, by the way."

Your heart did a somersault.

_____

The album release date was finally here and you aren't sure you slept a wink. You were a bundle of nerves and excitement. You loved him and always enjoyed chatting together. This was exciting. But also these songs are so personal. This is a big moment. This was a big plan. And why did he want your address anyway?

~~~~~

Meanwhile at Pedro's place, he was just as nervous. He had started out excited, but then he got into his head. His plans for the evening started feeling too romantic. He didn't want you to get the wrong idea. He liked you, but he didn't want to push it. Maybe he was showing too many feelings towards you. You love someone else, and him not respecting that is rude. All you want is a friend and he's just going to seem like another one of those creepy guys trying to get into your pants.

But it was too late now, the plans were in motion, and maybe you'd enjoy it. Who knows. Either way, he loved your friendship, and friends could do this kind of thing for each other… right??

~~~~~

Throughout the day, you paced your house before finally leaving with Skipper in tow. "We gotta get some air, buddy. I'm losing it over here," you said while clipping his leash.

Stepping out of the house, you two went for a long walk, circled back toward home, and plopped down on your lawn. The house still felt too small in preparation for this evening, whatever it was. Why does it feel different anyway? It's just another phone call..? Unless….

Truth be told, while Pedro had his secret plans, you also had some of your own. Whether you followed through with them or not was up to your nerves.

After some sunbathing with your pup, you both head inside. The sun was starting to set, and you realized it was getting closer to the meetup time you chose with Pedro.

_____

6 PM.

You stared at the TV, not really absorbing anything on the screen, but needing a distraction. This afternoon you opted for a show that Pedro was not in. For once, you needed to not see his handsome face. You needed something else. Half paying attention while picking at a hangnail, you jump out of your skin at the sight of your phone lighting up. Pedro texted.

"Picking out my outfit for tonight! Always important to look nice for celebration."

Shit… he's not coming over is he?! That's why he wanted my address?!

"Wait…" you pondered how to phrase your question without sounding like a panicked asshole, when all you wanted to say was "what the fuck do you MEAN!?!"

I'm not dressed. I'm in sweats and covered in dog hair. I don't have makeup on. Oh no.

"Wait… is that why you wanted my address?"

"Oh. Nooo, no no. No, sweet girl, don't worry. I'm not coming over unexpectedly and interrupting your hiding place. I just think it's still important to dress nice."

"Oh..Okay.."

It was around 6:15 when he texted a picture of himself wearing a white button up with a dark blue suit and matching tie. He wore dark-frame glasses and his hair was slightly tamed, but still showed his messy curls. He looked gorgeous.

But as you scanned his body you noticed that instead of dress shoes, he wore a pair of polka dot socks. He had a goofy grin and his one eyebrow was cocked. You grinned.

"All dressed up and nowhere to go," he said.

"You're a goof, P. But I appreciate the effort."

A pause.

"Also, you look really handsome" you nervously hit send before you had a chance to chicken out.

Bold. Probably shouldn't have said that. But hey, friends compliment each other.

"Why thank you. A big accomplishment like this requires all the stops."

He timed this message right to the minute. As you read his text, your doorbell rang.

You opened the door to find two boxes. One large, one small. A delivery boy was getting into his car. 

"Delivery from your biggest fan. 

-❤️, P"

He… he sent me some kind of care package?? And put a heart? And said he's my biggest fan?

You squealed and carried the boxes into the house. "What's this!?" You texted Pedro.

"Open them and see!"

You immediately open them. Inside the larger box was a variety of items. The first thing you noticed was a small vase holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. To the right of that was a bag, which you opened and found your favorite meal, from your favorite restaurant. 

Wow, this is elaborate. 

Below the food was another small bag holding your favorite dessert, and finally to the left, your favorite drink.

I can't believe he remembered all of my favorite things.. This is so thoughtful.

When you moved the flower vase, you noticed one more small item. Is that a… corsage?? You texted Pedro the question.

"Yep!" He sent, with a photo of a matching flower on his lapel.

Remembering you still had the small box, you opened the box flaps, wondering what could possibly be left for him to give you. On top of it was another note.

"For a handsome boy.

- ❤️, your mom's friend, Pedro"

Under the note was a jar of peanut butter, a squeaky anchor toy, and…? What's this?

You unwrap a small paper wrapping to find a dog-sized black bowtie. Shut up.

"SKIPPER!!! Look what Pedro gave you, buddy!"

He padded over to you and let you hook the dressy accessory around his neck. With the clip adjusted, he sat back, looking proud of his new fashion. You quickly snapped a picture and texted it to Pedro.

"I can't believe you did all this, Pedro. Not only did you send all this, but you remembered my favorite things? You remembered all the details from when I first met Skipper. My favorite food, dessert, drink, and flower? That's so sweet, this is all too much Pedro..  Nobody has ever done anything like this for me. I.. I don't even know what to say."

You're amazing and I love you. Is what I want to say.

"You're welcome." He texted back. "Like I said, you deserve a celebration. Plus…"

Pedro sent a photo of his table, set up with the same food and drink, with the caption "now it's like we're having a dinner party."

It was nearing the time to meet, but you still had to do one more thing. You had pondered it earlier in the day, but fully decided it when Pedro sent the photo of himself dressed up. It's now or never.

_____

6:45 PM.

Pedro sat waiting for a reply after he sent his dinner photo. It had only been a couple minutes, but his hands were sweaty and his leg was shaking under the table. Finally, his phone went off. You sent… a video?

He opened it and pressed play. There, he saw you rotating your wrist with the corsage on it. The first time he's ever seen your wrist, hand, or arm before. The first time he's even seen your skin tone.

Geez you act like you're in the Victorian ages, pull yourself together, he rolled his eyes at himself for being so overjoyed.

Next, the video panned to Skipper in his bowtie, looking handsome as ever. The camera zoomed in on him and he looked up into the view with his big brown eyes. 

And then…

The camera panned to the side, and showed a mirror. A full length mirror, where you stood. He scanned your body from your perfectly done up hair and makeup, down your body to your dress. You wore your favorite dress, (in your favorite color, he noted) which showed off your body in the best ways. He looked down to the floor and noticed that you too were wearing fun socks instead of shoes. You wore a pair of striped socks and wrote in your caption "all dressed up and nowhere to go."

His heart picked up and he could feel himself breathing unevenly. He finally saw you. And you were gorgeous. He couldn't help the smile that enveloped his face.

Fuck. She's beautiful… I'm screwed. 

She loves someone else. She loves someone else. She loves someone else. Forget your feelings.

Despite his struggle, he knew he wanted, and needed, to tell you how beautiful he thought you looked. This was a big step to show yourself, and he also knew how self-conscious you felt about your body.

"Wow, you're so beautiful."

You blushed, replying with a quick thank you with a heart, then sending a second message asking if he was ready to listen. The video wasn't the only trick you had planned up your sleeve tonight.

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The clock turned to 7 PM and Pedro hit the dial for your number. You answered the phone and said a quick "hang on" to set up the shared listening party link for your album. Once sent, you took a deep breath and steadied your nerves. Then, you took the plunge.

"Okay I got the link! I'm so exci - what - wait, is this an accident?" Pedro's hand fumbled as he received your incoming video chat request, his heart picking up to a galloping pace.

"Nope! You can answer it. If you want.."

He quickly swiped the accept button and there you were. Clad in your favorite dress, sitting at a table with the meal he sent in front of you. He could see himself in the corner square, dressed in his suit, with nearly the identical table setup and food.

He couldn't help but notice on his own video screen that his cheeks were turning rosy and his mouth curled into a large smile. But he was too happy to be shy about his blush.

"So this is you," he said.

"This is me," you replied shyly, but still with a huge smile and blush plastered on your face, matching Pedro's.

"You look.." he sighed shakily "..wow.."

"You look pretty wow yourself there," you said with a shy giggle.

Both of you let out gentle laughs, feeling a warm glow as your stomachs felt matching butterflies of nerves, excitement, and… maybe something else.

"So should we listen, I guess?" You asked nervously.

He didn't answer. He was looking at the screen, eyes scanning the video. 

Is he blushing? You wondered. But why would he be? He doesn't like me back… right?

He still hadn't answered you when you finally said "Pedro?? Did you hear me?"

He snapped out of it, somehow turning more crimson. "Oh! Sorry… yeah! Let's listen."

Your nerves were off the charts. Some of these songs were so vulnerable. The ones at the end of the album were the most telling of all.

But as the two of you ate your dinners while listening to your new album, you began to relax. The night was filled with him giving praise and you giving background information on the meanings and production of the songs. 

"Are all the different instruments and harmonies played by you?"

"They are! The studio offered studio musicians but I had originally played them all when I wrote it and wanted to keep it a one woman show."

"You're incredible," Pedro said, shaking his head.

You blushed, for the billionth time today.

When it came to "Imaginary Love" Pedro grinned. "Hey I know this one! The one that started it all." 

"Yep!" You agreed and he began lip syncing to the lyrics dramatically. Little did he know, those lyrics were actually about him. You giggled as he acted out a soulful rendition of the chorus.

"You know, this whole journey has been a real rollercoaster and there have been times I've wished I hadn't posted that song..."

Pedro looked at you with that puppy dog look of his and you continued "but then I remember… that if I never posted it, I would've never started talking to you, and it makes it all worth it."

Pedro placed his hand on his heart and pouted his lip. "I agree. I'm glad to have met you. If I didn't love this song already, that alone would be enough reason for me to consider it one of my favorites.

You grinned and looked down at the table, suddenly feeling shy. The two of you continued to listen, having long finished your dinner. Conversation flowed easily, and you couldn't help but feel like you were on a date. Not that you had much experience with that, but from what you'd seen in movies and shows, this felt very date-like. And you didn't want it to end.

But as the album went on, you approached the last two songs. The ones you were scared of most. The most vulnerable of the album. 

The second to last began to play.

'It's hard to imagine craving something that I've never had.

Dumb to be so desperate for something I've gone without.

But when I'm alone and thinking to myself, I need it so bad.

I crave it like a drug, but one I know nothing about.

Your kiss on my lips, or any kiss at all.

It hasn't happened yet, no matter how hard I fall.

The years keep passing, but still no love.

The years go by, but still no kisses.

I keep wondering and praying up above,

I guess I'm unkissable, despite my wishes.'

Pedro furrowed his brow, looking at you, searching for something. He read the title of the song, "Unkissable," and looked up again, opening and closing his mouth to find the right words.

"Do-" he stopped himself and pondered his wording again. "Is- are all these songs true?"

You stared at the table, picking your nail against the wood. "Yes."

"You really believe that?"

"... I mean… I don't know… maybe… I guess…" you avoided his gaze, but could feel it.

"And you've never-"

"Kissed anyone before? No. I haven't."

"But you've wanted to?"

"Yes," you whispered, starting to feel tears prick at your eyes.

Pedro shifted his lips to the side in thought before finally saying "well… you're still young. It'll happen."

"I'm 26, Pedro. Most people have kissed by the time they've graduated high school. I just… missed the boat I guess. It's okay. I'm just being silly. I don't want it that bad. We can maybe listen to something else now."

"Hey, hey. Don't shut down on me," he asked pleadingly. "26 is still very young, and don't worry about whenever everyone else has done things. Everyone does things at their own pace. I'm sorry you haven't experienced it yet, especially when you want it so badly, but I know that when it does happen, it'll probably be better than any kiss you would've had with some 15 year old boy you would've had in high school."

You laughed, breaking your tears for a minute. "Thanks Pedro."

"Of course. And hey, don't think of yourself as unkissable. Any guy should be so lucky to be with you. Maybe the guy you wrote about in your song will be your first."

"Maybe… I hope so. Thank you."

While your heart bloomed at the kind words and prospect of maybe kissing Pedro in the future, Pedro's heart began to ache. Not only was he sad for you when you wanted love so desperately, but he also couldn't help but feel sad hearing you want to kiss another man. He wants to be that guy for you. He wasn't joking when he said any man would be lucky. But especially knowing now your true age, 22 years younger than him, he knew for sure your crush couldn't be him. You were way too young to be interested in a 48 year old man. He was silly for even entertaining the idea.

But at least he had a new friend. And as he thought longer, he thought about his best friend Sarah, and her relationship. They have a huge age gap, 32 years, but they're happy. And he's happy for her. It doesn't feel weird with them. Could he have that with you? Or is he in over his head?

The last song on the album began to play. This one was less vulnerable, but if he decided to look at the lyrics and notice patterns, he'd see it in the chorus. 

'People have a lot to say

Everyone loves or hates me

Don't know what I did today

Right now you're all I can see

Only want to be with you.

Please, love me too.'

You're sure the obsessive listeners will figure out the acrostic, and if Pedro looks up the lyrics, he might too. But either way, it's out there. All you can do is hope for the best and eventually you're sure it'll come out anyway.

 This wasn't one you were sure about putting on the album, but when the studio read through your personal songbook, they went insane over it. They figured it out quickly, and they promised they'd keep it to themselves. Luckily they have so far, but if money came calling, you think they'd sell your heart faster than you could say no.

The song, and album, came to a close and Pedro looked up at the screen once again, staring into your eyes. "Once again your music has blown me away."

Whether he put together the end or not, he wasn't letting on.

"Thank you Pedro. I really appreciate it. And thank you for tonight. It was truly special and I mean it when I say it's the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me. You didn't have to go through all that trouble," you said thoughtfully.

"It was no trouble. You deserve congratulations for your album," Pedro replied with a smile.

Right.. it's just a congratulations. Nothing else. You sighed.

"Thank you. I'm really glad we did this. Talk again soon?" You asked.

"Absolutely. It was wonderful to meet you finally," Pedro said, finishing the sentence with your real name and smiling.

"It was great to meet you too, Pedro."

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[jamiehashands]

Can you ramble about Ellis ggy?

Okay, okay, where to start, I think there’s like, a lot to go over so I’m gonna try to start from the beginning. This is gonna be a long post so strap in folks. (and ignore my discord nickname, it's an inside joke)

The Descent into Madness

Back in January/February of this year I decided to pick up writing as a hobby, I started off with little blurbs of a potential SB rewrite I had cooking up (and still cooking up today), however that’s not relevant to Ellis, so I’m skipping to the fic he’s actually include in. So, on February 4th I drew this as a joke, but then I wanted to expand on it and make it a fic.

(You can tell this is old by how light Ellis is and comparing him to my current design LMAO) (and the "like the show?" is supposed to be a reference to transformers)

That being said, that fic wasn’t even entirely focused on him, the basic premise was Greg came out to Ellis as nonbinary and Ellis would go “like the code??? XDDDD!!!!”, isn't he so quirky and not like other girls?? /j

“Guys the worms” haha, if only you knew dude.

Okay anyways, the thing was, I don’t think I got that far into reading GGY because most of it SUCKED and was really out of character. I didn’t even used the names “Rab” or “Boots” which actually annoys me so bad I don’t even wanna look at it. Sorry to the Instagram followers who wanted to see it, it’s in the garbage now and I hate it, but that’s completely okay! It was a learning experience for me, which lead me to my next fic that I am. Technically. Still. Working on.

I think this was the moment I realized I grew to be in love with Ellis’s “character”, in quotation marks because he’s not really a character y’know. This is also when I found a way to read GGY properly, so that means I’d have my fic more accurate. I actually documented my reading on my instagram (same username) if you’re interested, though it’s kind of corny looking back on it, definitely exaggerated some of my opinions on it.

If you follow my Instagram, you can see in a story I revealed that I currently find the fic really unfun to work on, and that I enjoyed working on a different one. Let me just explain, I believe that the fic is like, angst with no merit, someone might enjoy reading something like that but I don’t like writing it personally. Right now, I’m in the process of replanning, which is why I’d like to thank our today’s sponsor, Milanote!!!1! Kidding, but Milanote has genuinely made things easier for me it’s kind of insane. Obviously I’m going to keep some aspects in the fic (not spoiling though ^_^) but I hope to make it fun for me to work on again this time around.

I forgot to put my uquiz answer description thing I make for him here wait:

Ellis has a minor role in the short story ‘GGY.’ He is described as being impatient nearly all of the time, bouncing on his heels when he is. He often jokes around with his friend Tony, purposely calling him Tinkerbell instead of the pseudonym Tarbell, and telling him that he thinks too much. He immediately brushes off the writing assignment in Mrs. Soto’s class, saying that the story is due in two weeks and they’ve got plenty of time.

His dad insists that Sundays are for family time. He considers Tony’s real life investigations lame, making a dramatic snoring sound effect when Tony tells him he was people watching. At the end of GGY, Ellis ends up changing Tony’s story completely, albeit probably because of manipulation from Greg/GGY himself, he also compliments the changes they made by saying “it gets better.” (It doesn’t get better they’re probably going to get an F 🫶)

Ellis Fan Design(s)

In this section I’m just going to be rambling about Ellis fan designs, not naming any names though because it’s not really a specific design, just specific design aspects. Soo my first thing is: please stop making him grey/ashy or hell, incredibly light😢😢😢 it reminds me of when I was like 11 and all of my black characters were borderline grey. My second thing is that I’ve seen a handful of designs where he just. Doesn’t have curly hair. It annoys me sooo bad like guys please 😕😕 umm another thing is when people don’t give his square jaw, like maybe they do but it’s just really subtle??? Idk!!!

Anyways my Ellis design went through many changes actually, but one thing that remained consistent was the long hair with the. Brown?? Idk how to describe it lmao. Here are some sketches from old sketchbooks!! There are some more but those are kind of spoiler territory for my fic so >_>,, gotta wait another 8 months for those! /j

Way before these sketches were even created, I had an idea on how Ellis would dress, it's um. It's definitely a fashion statement...!

These were the drawings that had the designs I wanted to stick with, and have stuck with to this day! I took the idea that he would be a Monty fan and ran with it, for the jacket you can actually see it in the "im nonbinary" "like the code???" doodle I did, however looking back the short sleeved jacket and the long sleeved was kind of ugly.. In one of the doodles above, I drew him with ripped jeans, while they're quite fun they wouldn't really fit with the design I have now (and also I can't fit the rips on the current jeans anywhere)

However, that is old art, so here is his current ref I made for art fight! You can actually view his profile here!!!

The he/him/she/her pronouns (for simplification reasons I will only be using he/him in this post) and his birthday being on April 5th actually has some reason to it BUT we are not there yet!!! Oh!! And what's that thing at the bottom? Songs I associate with him?? what!!!

Ellis Playlist WHATT

Pretend I had a really smooth transition into this next topic, ANYWAY!! I'm going to pick a small handful of songs from the playlist and make them relate to Ellis in some way, because I. am really normal. ════════════════════════════════════════════

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Just Take My Wallet - Jack Stauber's Micropop

hope you like the formatting on this section, anyway

Your mama's crying Your mama's crying for you Mama's lying Oh, what's she trying to do To you?

I think this is self explanatory, after Tony's mom lost her only son a natural instinct is to cry her eyes out. For the "Mama's lying" part I'm just going to bullshit an answer that's relevant to the fic I'm writing. Sooo, in the context that is Ellis being like, y'know, sad, his mom would obviously try to comfort him, and since I hc that he blames himself somewhat, she'd try to tell him it isn't his fault and such, however Ellis doesn't believe that, which is where the "lying" part comes in. For the last two parts, Tony's parents actively tried to change what Tony wrote stories about, aka kind of changing his whole shtick idk.

Good times are singing They sang, they sang Those times are echoing through me Through me

Another theme in my fic is that Ellis reminisces, A LOT. Like first few paragraphs he's like "I miss my friends bro what the fuck!!!!!!!!11"

What's the softest way to say You took away my friend, my buddy? What's the kindest way to say You took away my friend? What's the kindest way to say You took away my friend, my buddy? What's the kindest way to say The end?

In this little animatic idea in my head, this is the part where Ellis and Gregory reunite and Ellis comes to the realization he killed Tony, "The end?" represents them cutting ties with each other, because there's no way their relationship can be healthy anymore. OR IS THERE?? DUN DUN DUNNNNN....

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Boys Don't Cry - The Cure

I would say I'm sorry If I thought that it would change your mind But I know that this time I have said too much Been too unkind

After Tony gets really pissed with Ellis, Ellis didn't realize what was wrong until later, in which he'd want to apologize and change Tony's mind about not wanting him to work on any writing assignment with him anymore. However he had done too much damage he can't undo, and also Tony is dead but SHHHH SHHHH

I tried to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I tried to laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes 'Cause boys don't cry Boys don't cry

Ellis, being the comedic type in my hc (and many other's I think), would use humor to cover up his feelings by using humor as a coping mechanism y'know? "Boys don't cry" was/still is quite the common mindset, assuming Ellis would believe in said mindset, he's given another reason to not cry. Sorry that's probably a reach HELP.

I would break down at your feet And beg forgiveness, plead with you But I know that it's too late And now there's nothing I can do

I'm pretty sure Ellis would do anything to get Tony back, your honor that was his BEST BUDDY. The last two lines are obvious because Tony is like, dead,,,,, anyways skipping the next section because I'd just repeat myself

I would tell you that I loved you If I thought that you would stay But I know that it's no use And you've already gone away

Ok actually I'm gonna be repeating myself regardless because something something Ellis doesn't want Tony to leave but it's too late and Tony leaves and then dies blahhhh

Misjudged your limits Pushed you too far Took you for granted Thought that you needed me more, more, more

In GGY, Tony brings up that Ellis is very immature and feels as if he is outgrowing him, Ellis changing up his story is what broke the camels back, which is where "misjudged your limits/pushed you too far/took you for granted" comes in, Ellis, thinking Tony thought of him as someone he couldn't lose, so it'd hurt when Tony seemed to drop him just like that (ok well to him it seems unexpected but y'know, Tony's "im not like other girls" inner monologues. (kidding))

Now I would do most anything To get you back by my side But I just keep on laughing Hiding the tears in my eyes 'Cause boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry

For the first two lines, I immediately think of @kai-rio 's (sorry for the @ lmk if you want to be removed but also you're really normal about Ellis like me so) Ellis fic, you can read it right here, um, in the briefest summary I can give of the first part, Ellis goes "omg I need to find Tony !!!!! >_<" and like plans. to go to that. like he gets geared up /j. I'd make a joke about the ending but that'd be SPOILERS.... anyways refer to what I said before for the other lines.

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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : I Can't Handle Change - Roar

Hangin' out where I don't belong is nothing new to me I get tired, and I get sick, and then I lose the strength to leave

If anyone reading this saw that. dumbass papa louie pals scene I made, I hc Ellis to be like!!! really alienated from everyone even if he comes off as an extrovert (im giving him every mental illness Ellis im sorry). Funny fact, in one of my ideas for the Ellis fic rework, I have a point that says "mention Ellis constantly feeling sick", not in the literal sense obviously, but it ties in with this lyric methinks.

I can't handle change I can't handle change

Ellis is left grieving the loss of his friend, a change, like the lyric says, he can't handle/accept

Nothing I do is ever good Nothing I do is ever good enough Nothing I do is ever good Nothing I do is ever good Nothing I do is ever good enough Nothing I do is ever good

Did I mention I'm giving him every mental illness ever (/j) well that also includes an inferiority complex, really ties in with the feeling alienated from everyone thing, yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Leave me alone Leave me alone (I wanna go home now) Leave me alone Leave me alone (I wanna go home now)

Guys would you be shocked if I said that I interpret this as Ellis wanting to be left alone??!????!???!?! "I wanna go home now" makes me think of this scene in my fic where Ellis remembers Tony's funeral (you can't spell funeral without fun btw! /j) and wanting to leave like 30 minutes in because he felt so overwhelmed

I can't help but repeat myself I know it's not your fault Still lately, I begin to shake For no reason at all For no reason at all For no reason at all For no reason at all For no reason at all

This would be Ellis to Greg, as Tony's death technically wasn't his fault, but he has to repeat it in his head like a mantra because Greg and GGY shared the same face and it's hard to separate the two from one another. Shaking for seemingly no reason is a symptom of anxiety, and if you checked Ellis's art fight page that I really need to revamp, it's stated he has that so!!! yay!!!!!!!!!!

G-g-g-grellis… VOMITS IN MOUTH. /j (and shipping in the GGY community in general ig)

I think I’m like the only person who ships this now,,,,, Ummmm I just wanna say I don’t really take this shipping thing too seriously because they’re just middle school kids and they’re bound to be silly/awkward. Obviously they do have potential to be really angsty like “oh my god you killed my best friend why do I still love you? Is it because I’m still in love with the person you pretended to be?” Or something idk it’s dumb I like to focus on the sillier things like passing notes in class, trash talking teachers they don’t like, and sharing snacks with each other or whatever.

Absolutely unrelated but can we NOT use the term "yaoi" to describe the relationship between two middle schoolers like, i'm sorry that's just hella weird. Sorry if this is flipline addictspilled flipline addictsmaxxing /inside joke but it's like saying "middle school boy yaoi" like is that NOT weird to you? Also I've seen some really iffy ship art and whenever I come across it I just think to myself: "bro aren't they like twelve???" And I’ve seen no one acknowledge it in the tags of the art, and I’ve brought it up to a friend who is an outsider to the GGY community and they thought the same thing too. Look. Maybe I’m just aroace and believe that romance shouldn’t all be about kissing and shit but someone here has got to agree right 😕

Anyways back to Grellis!!! When I first saw them, I thought their alternative ship name, “Grel”, was “Gel”, and I thought that was the funnier shit ever. You might be asking why I ship them and it’s because like, they’re seen interacting with each other for most of the story, and I don’t have to rely on post-canon “what-ifs” to get their relationship to work.

Ummm for their dynamic I already said they're just silly middle schoolers so. go my grellis related pics

also they play roblox together and watch the mlp eq movies but at the same time they head bang to death metal. Uhh I'm not gonna write about how I think these songs are so them(tm) but two songs I associate with them are Romantic Lover by Eyedress, and Door by iDKHOW. Also my friend @rippcharddrive drew them for an art fight attack and it was the best day of my life

now one might be asking, "why the fuck is NuMarcus from Papa Louie there" well!!!

NUTIMM (And Papa Louie in general)

Now you might remember when I said that I hc Ellis to be born on April 5th and use he/she pronouns and that we'll come back to that later. The reason is Papa Louie, okay well, NuTimm (Timm x NuMarcus) specifically, but Papa Louie in general. But before we get into it, I edited Ellis in the Flipline Style once ^_^

Ok so really short origin story of NuTimm is that it started off as a joke and two of my friends role played them breaking up, but Niall (rippcharddrive) started getting attached to it. Sooner or later he added them to his tomodachi life island and on March 31st 2024, they got together!!! and got married in under and hour of doing so!!! Now, how does this relate to Ellis? well on April 3rd, Timm got knocked up bro /JJJ

Niall didn't know what to name the baby so I jokingly suggested the name Ellis and everyone else liked it so the baby was going to be named Ellis!!

And on April 5th (I think you can understand why that's his birthday now), she was born!!! And everyone in du2 thought she was ugly </3

To make a long story short they ended up having like 7 more kids I think I forgot, and many more grandkids. Then one day I decided to get Tomodachi Life myself (with the help of Niall), made my own island and added fnaf Ellis and NuTimm Ellis to it, long story short they fell in love and eventually got married and became the gayest straight couple (/j). NuMarcus, wanting to give Ellis a head start in parenting, made 2 NuBaby's, each of which have incredibly long and stupid names because Ellis wanted to piss him off.

BUT THEN... THE PLOT THICKENS. On Nialls island, Gregory and NuTimm Ellis fell in love and also got married, thus forming the most confusing love triangle of all time. IM RUNNING OUT OF IMAGES BUT here is when I started using he/she for Ellis

ok guys pretend i have a really good transition to the next and probably last section

Headcanons (shocked face emoji)

I've mentioned multiple of my Ellis hcs in the song portion but I haven't really made an entire list of them so!! Here we go guys!!! We're at the homestretch!!!

- ummm neurodivergent (AuDHD), I interpret him bouncing his heels in that one scene in GGY as his stimming thanks, he also quotes memes as a vocal stim pray for him /jjj - types with a lot of emoticons and exclamation marks - laughs at the dumbest crap ever, you could show him the "she strogan me off till i beef" video and he'd cry laughing - somehow knows every unblocked games website - Picks at his. acne all the time - Knows the" most obscure ass media, he'll go up to Tony and Greg and be like: "Have you guys heard of Zigglyblorfblorf??" and they'll be like "???? WHAT????" - Wanted to become a youtuber when he was way younger because he thought it would be easy and it would make him look cool and awesome (his parents did NOT approve). Speaking of parents I made. fan designs. for them. SEE GUYS I AM SO NORMAL!!! THEY TOTALLY DONT HAVE THEIR OWN LORE OR ANYTHING!!! and totally can't be their own standalone characters1!!!

- Ellis is quite fond of dancing actually ^_^ boogieing and jiving is something he likes - Cuts the fat off his steak before eating it, he HATES the texture - Very emotional/sensitive :// - he sort of kind of lets his full personality show around Tony and Greg which kinda makes the whole “Tony feels like he’s outgrowing Ellis and thinking he’s immature” worse maybe because idk. Differences. - 5'4-5'6 ft tall idk idk - he probably dies ngl /j

- love-hate relationship with slasher films

- on one hand he’s like “hahahah people dying XD I’m so different!!” And genuinely just being squeamish.

Conclusion

um so. i'm glad you've read this far. thanks for reading about my insane thoughts about Ellis GGY uhhh TLDR:

[honeyhotteoks]

you know i have adhd because im either ferally writing and posting multiple things in a 24 hour period or disappearing off the face of the earth convinced ill never write again lmaoooo

anyways have some thoughts on those drabbles and also some updates around shibari yunho ⬇️

this is all to say 👀 i really hope the two new drabbles were fun for people.

i was honestly very nervous about the yunho one given the kink direction…. when i was writing it and talking to some friends i definitely got the “oh… you’re writing THAT?? but that’s not hot that’s weird” and i know some people might be of that mindset, but i don’t know. i personally am able to imagine what is hot or a turn on about most kinks? there are only a few that are in my super hard no list that id never write about, but i feel like for most things its easy for me to at least imagine what would be arousing and i’m always surprised when people shut down kinks super hard like that.

this is now a rant i guess but like… feet is a good example of something that i personally don’t like, and honestly feet is kind of an ick of mine and a lot of peoples, but i also get it and wouldn’t make someone feel weird about that. even though it’s one people joke about often… there’s enough shame around sex as it is, i’m not out here to judge or make people feel bad about what they like ever.

i got a lot of requests for this drabble exercise with kinks i haven’t written before, but so many messages were like…. apologizing for even asking or being embarrassed about liking something and i just have to say… not with me friends!! i am kink positive as hell, and even if you hit me with one on my no list, i’d never shame you for it, i’d just not respond to the message or politely decline.

anyways i got a little nervous posting the yunho omorashi fic because i feel like as far as kinks ive posted in fic, that one is out of left field and very new for everyone on my page at least? i found myself like actually stressed about the response (and that’s on that about internalized christian shame about sex and sexuality i guess)

cnc and somno ive done before, but i feel like i amped it up with dialogue this time so i hope that hits too. i just know more people are probably into cnc on this page than piss play…. but hey we are learning and growing lmao

im definitely going to cover some more fringe or hard kinks with some of these requests, so i just hope everyone knows im trying to handle everything respectfully and with care. its a wide range of things i personally find hot or am into and things im not but can understand, so its been a fun little writing challenge.

(as a little preview…. i’m working on taboo kink with mingi, some ot8 imagines, public play with hongjoong, and a duo for yunho; one breeding and pregnancy kink focused, and one post pregnancy that’s lactation and body worship focused)

but as an update on rigger!yunho….. i’ve made such good progress on this oneshot. i think i’ll be able to clean it up and post it pretty soon! the end is getting away from me with daddy and breeding kink because…. well…. it’s me writing and let’s be honest have you clocked the number of creampies in my work? it’s a brand and i’m sorry 😭 but truly some of the dialogue i’m like wow good luck to me editing and to yall reading

i am also trying to put together like a glossary of shibari terms and references images for the wraps and ties though, because it is difficult to write complex ropes and harnesses and make the descriptions both hot and accurate lol

anyways thanks as always for your support, i know im a bit all over the place with my writing and my posting and bounce between romance and insane pwp like it’s my job, but so many of you stick with me on every piece and it just means a lot. ♥️

[sheisaquarius-blog]

Hi regarding your last ask idk if you're accepting ian day prompts as early as now but feel free to ignore this if you aren't yet lol sorry but I wanted to share a prompt that idk if it fits your style so feel free to ignore this if not. No worries and no pressure this is just my random ianthony brainrots lol. anyway prompt is superhero!anthony + reporter/journalist!ian. He finds out identity while being saved. childhood bestfriends. has a crush on anthony's hero persona. You can add your own personal details as well as I love your ideas lol sorry if this is also cliche but sometimes we just need a good cliche. Anyway thank you absolutely love your writing

this is SO nice of you!! this is such a good fit for my style, i had a blast. there's probably a really serious, gritty, angsty version of this prompt that would be a lot of fun to write, too, but i love a joke. i'm also a comic book nerd in recovery, so deciding that all superheroes exist in the same world for this one was fun! plus, i got to stuff it full of smosh references too. i had to hold myself back, i could have done a LOT more.

“Only in Bit City,” Ian grumbles to himself while he ducks under a marble counter. He flinches as a few bullets glance off, shedding debris onto the bank floor. Ian reaches a hand inside his messenger bag and presses record on his tape recorder. Old fashioned, yes, but criminals only ever ask for phones and watches nowadays. Ian’s never lost a story since he started carrying this thing around.

“Bit City Bank, November 30th, 3:39 pm,” he mutters as quietly and clearly as he can. “The Woke Mob are holing up the teller window. Shots fired, but no one harmed. They just kinda randomly pull their guns out and shoot all over the place.” Perhaps that last piece is a little editorial, but he’s allowed a little personal flavor when he could potentially die from sheer trigger-happy negligence.

Ian peeks around the corner, only to quickly duck back when his absolute least favorite police sergeant and his stupid mustache come barreling in, shooting even more wildly than the Woke Mob goons.

“Alriiiiiiight!” Anous shouts, and Ian is already over it. He crawls around the table and starts helping a young couple towards the door as Anous and his troupe make for a standoff with the goons. It doesn’t stay a standoff for long, though. The moment Ian dives back under the table to try and usher a few other hostages towards the door, all hell breaks loose. Bullets fly everywhere, and Ian just braces in front of a young girl with long blonde hair and a bank lollipop in her hand, distraught. She looks right out of an LA influencer’s vision board, so he assumes she isn’t from around here. “It’s okay,” he says as evenly as he can. “It’s gonna be okay. I’ve lived here my whole life. There’s always a hero,” he reassures her.

Like on cue, he hears one of the gangsters in a put upon accent shout. “Hey! You! Get outta da rafters and fight like a man!”

“You can’t say that!”

“Oh, shit, you’re right. Come down and fight like a person, however you identify!”

Ian glances over his shoulder and he sees a graceful figure in black drop down to the ground like liquid shadow, then darting around.

Great. It’s the new guy. Ian had been hoping for someone with a little more experience, a little more know-how, but a hero’s a hero, he supposes. At least it’s not the fourteen year old with the katana.

This is the moment, and Ian decides to take the chance. “C’mon,” he says, picking her up and pulling her towards the entrance. It isn’t a long way, and the dark figure seems to be managing alright, taking out a goon or two at a time.

Ian pushes the girl out of the door, just in time to feel a piercing pain right through his shoulder. “Oh, fuck,” he mumbles to himself just before he collapses to the floor.

He wasn’t exactly looking forward to getting shot today. Almost seven years he’s been a reporter, and of course today’s the day he gets shot. On his fucking birthday.

God damn it.

He falls to the floor in a heap, his right-hand clapping over his insistently bleeding shoulder and gritting his teeth. He can vaguely hear commotion behind him, but it’s drowned out by the ringing in his ears. If he bleeds out and the last thing he can hear is Sergeant Anous shouting at the top of his lungs, he’s gonna be pissed.

He isn’t sure how long it takes, but it feels like a while before a man in black with a domino mask is hovering over him. “Oh, shit.”

“Yup,” Ian agrees without unclenching his jaw. “Uh. Would love some medical attention, if you’ve got a sec.”

“Is everyone out?” “I don’t know! Isn’t that your job?” Ian squeezes his eyes closed.

“I’m new at this!”

Ian breathes deeply in and out through his nose. He peeks an eye open, sweeps the whole place, and it sure does seem like the only people left are the police and the Woke Mob. “Looks clear,” he mumbles.

“Okay, hang on.”

His tape recorder better be okay, Ian thinks as the hero scoops him up and he promptly blacks out. ***

“So,” Ian says, tilting his head to the side as he looks down the alleyway. His shoulder still aches, but if he digs his hands in his pockets, the hunching looks intentional. At the other end of the alley, the figure freezes. “Thanks for bandaging me up. I still need to lodge a complaint with BCPD, since it was an officer who shot me, but I have a few other things to square away first.”

It’s been almost a week and Ian has been going back and forth over what he should do. Turns out, his tape recorder had been fine, and it had caught a little more than he had bargained for, such as his lifelong best friend and crush begging for Ian to “stay with him,” and Ian knows what his name sounds like coming out of Anthony’s mouth.

“What do you need my help with?” Anthony asks.

“I was wondering if you could maybe hang Sergeant Anous up in a web by his ankles. Maybe in just his boxers, if we’re feeling really creative.”

“What? No, I can’t—”

“I know,” Ian says, holding a hand up to cut him off. “I know, that’s the other guy. I was kidding. Bummer, though,” he says, walking slowly towards Anthony, and now he can see it. He can see his very particular build, his careful control, the way he glances around even in that domino mask—it’s pure Anthony.

Some reporter he is.

“Would have been kind of fun to do the upside-down kiss. Oh well. I was wondering if I could get a quote from you. On record.”

“Uh, don’t rob banks?” Ian can see the tension in Anthony’s shoulders as he backs up to the wall behind him, but still, Ian presses forward. He’s going to start skittering if Ian doesn’t stop.

“Fair,” Ian says. “Now, anything you want to say, off the record?”

“Uh… No? Not particularly?” “How about ‘oh, glad you didn’t die, sorry I haven’t been by this week,’” he offers.

“I don’t—I wouldn’t—I mean. Sorry, Ian, I don’t really checkup once I do the hero thing.”

Ian lifts an eyebrow, a satisfied smirk on his lips. Caught in his own web. Shakespeare couldn’t write it better. Lois Lane… Now she’s a talent. Ian needs to call her this week because damn does he have a Bit City hero scoop. Off the record, of course.

“I don’t think I introduced myself when I was bleeding out.”

Anthony looks petrified, Ian can see it behind the mask. “You didn’t,” Anthony agrees, stalling for time. “But, your ID…”

“Was in my bag. Along with the running tape recorder, and I know you know how those things work because you sold it to me after I complained that robbers always take my phones, you little tech geek.” Ian steps forward and lifts his hands to the corners of the mask. He starts pulling the black fabric away, slow enough that Anthony could run if he wants to.

He stays still. Very tense, but still.

Brown eyes Ian would know in pitch black darkness stare at him as he lowers the mask.

“Hey, Anthony.”

“Hey, Ian.”

“Fight any bad guys today?”

“Uh, nope. Just feeding the detective agency a little intel. There was a food crime down on 69th street last night, thought Detective Miller should know.”

“Nice.”

“Detective Coffee chased me out though. Christ still doesn’t like me, but I’m her Creekside Killer contact.”

“Uh huh.”

“Um. Are you mad at me?”

“A little.”

“I think I can still give that upside down kiss thing a shot. Would that help?”

Ian considers a moment, looking up at Anthony. “What the hell, I already got shot. It’ll give me something to brag about when Peter Parker starts dropping Spider-man pics later this week.”

“That’s not—”

“I know,” Ian says, shaking his head. “You’re the other guy.”

[strndeds]

was that christian park i just saw? could’ve sworn it was mark fischbach. weird. anyway, they’ve been in town for three years and still haven’t left. must be because as a 33 year old firefighter, they’re pretty stubborn + closed off. but hey, i heard they can be caring + honest as well. we’ll see them around the outskirts, for better or worse. they kind of remind me of a singular home atop a hill + childhood dying with thunderous applause.

𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 tw - infidelity, divorce, talk of being in the closet

born and raised in seattle, washington, christian's life was great for the first handful of years up until he was about five. it was then that his mother found out about his father's cheating— he had an entire other son with another woman somewhere far from seattle. the divorce was swift, with his mother gaining full custody and his dad somewhat trying to stay in his life afterwards.

it was around his teens that his dad stopped showing up. it worked out, in a warped way, because christian didn't really want to see him anyway. they were never able to connect, partially because he saw how the divorce put his mother emotionally through the wringer and made her bitter.

he always knew he wanted to help people for a living, so he went to school first for nursing. after realizing he hated that, he turned to fire sciences instead and thrived. his mother was proud and spoke animatedly about him finding the perfect wife now that his career was settled. it made christian... kind of uncomfortable? he knew she meant well, but there were a few implications he wasn't a fan of.

any time she asked about his dating life, he insisted that he was too busy working to bother, and that he'd get it in order eventually. it wasn't really a lie, considering the long, odd hours he worked as a fireman.

about three and a half years ago, he found his half-brother on social media. it wasn't intentional, really. he'd actually found his father first (who he hadn't spoken to in over ten years) and then went down a rabbit hole from curiosity. after exchanging messages for a while, he decided to visit the other in kentucky.

christian had never been outside seattle. luckily, the forest was reminiscent of home and he didn't feel too terribly out of place minus the new faces and places. the trip was only supposed to last three weeks, but one person changed that entirely.

they never called each other "boyfriends", but they were as close as they could get without actually being official. it was all christian's fault, to be honest. his mother had always imagined a wife and kids for him in seattle, and he had trouble breaking that version of her perfect son. they didn't hide, but they weren't exactly out, either, especially in the phone calls to home when he referred to the other as a good friend. he stayed in danville for that person, but they eventually broke it off when christian couldn't give him the commitment he wanted.

now it's been three years in kentucky, and what the hell is he still doing here? he says he's stayed for his half-brother, that he likes the area, his job, the people... but really, he just might be hoping and holding onto that not-really-a-relationship on top of it all. who knows, really, but he's here.

𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆

truthfully, he has a guard up. if someone speaks to him a lot that he doesn't already know, he gets a little confused and wonders if they need something instead of just accepting that they might simply be friendly. he doesn't try to be rude with how blunt he can be, but it happens occasionally. at least on the positive, you'll always know where you stand with him. he's also incredibly protective once you're in his circle, lending a shoulder or a hand at any time of day when he's needed even if he has work in the early morning. humor is something earned as well; dad jokes make him laugh, and he has a surprisingly lame sense of humor for someone who always looks deep in thought or mildly annoyed, depending on the day.

𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝘀

full name: christian baekhyun park

nickname: n/a, doesn't like being called chris

gender & pronouns: cis man & he/him

sexuality: bisexual, not entirely "out" but to close friends

status: single

height: 5'11"

𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱

neighbors

fellow dog parents

someone always calling the fire department, yeesh

a drinking buddy or two

fellow coworkers

unlikely friends, maybe someone upbeat and super chatty?

a one night stand here and there ( f/nb )

a frienemy could be interesting?

whatever else!

[obxpogue4l]

mainlander

when kiara’s cousin gets sent to the obx from the mainland when her parents get arrested, she fits right in. meanwhile as the sad truth about her situation comes to light jj realizes he might have more in common with her than he thinks..

comfort & angst are my fav so. also i’ve never written on here before but i loveee reading fanfic and thought writing it would be fun! enjoy!

warnings: angst, mentions of arrest/ bad home life, not proofread lol, me not knowing how this works

ch.1

“she’s my cousin. she’s gonna be staying at my house for a while.” kiara announces to the rest of the pogues as they make their way into the wreck in hopes of finding some food. little did the friends know that y/n, the girl that kiara was talking about had already arrived and was eating at the wreck after a long day of traveling to the obx.

“hey kie.. long time no see yea?” says the girl in the restaurant as she stands up from her table where she is eating with a slight chuckle and smile.

“y/n! oh my god hi! i didn’t know you would already be here?!” kiara says excitedly rushing to you and throwing her arms around you. you both giggle and give each other a squeeze before backing away. you notice her friends that had come in with her were now standing directly behind her. “guys, this is y/n” kiara begins. “kiara’s cousin. who will be staying at her house for a while” you say jokingly giving her a glance as you refer to what you overheard her say earlier before turning to the boys with a smile. she laughs before continuing, “right yes, and these are my friends jj, john b., and pope.” “hello! howdy!” the boys pipe up. “just friends?” jj jokes, receiving a look from kiara & the other boys. “you’ll learn quickly it’s better to ignore him. it’s nice to meet you.” says pope politely. “hi nice to meet you guys too.” you smile shyly. you all stand there for a second and then hear a voice coming from behind you.

“kiara honey sit and eat with y/n i’ll bring more out for you boys too.” mrs. carrera walks in from the kitchen. “thank you! i was just about to ask.” kie says sitting down and motioning for the boys to join. you all begin eating and it feels like how you left off with kiara. she asks you the basics of what you’ve been up to, how school has been etc. you answer politely only covering surface level stuff while she and her friends listened closely but you were more interested in hearing about her and her friends. they all had crazy stories to tell. after what you had come from, you did not expect that moving in with your rich cousin and her “strict parents” as kie would put it, would start off in a night of laughter. you were skeptical about just how at home you were going to feel here but at this very moment you felt like everything might be ok.

the next day:

you woke up to the smell of breakfast being made in the downstairs kitchen of the home you would be staying in for the foreseeable future. one nice thing about staying with the Carrera’s is that you wouldn’t go hungry you thought to yourself. you rolled over in bed to check your phone and finally decided to get up. you pulled yourself together and put a shirt on over the sports bra and shorts your slept in and made your way downstairs. “good morning y/n, i hope you’re hungry! i made breakfast before i have to head to the wreck for lunch rush.” you hear mrs. carerra say as she wipes her hands on a towel after setting a pan of food on the counter. you smiled politely and took a seat at the counter, “oh thank you, it looks and smells amazing.” “see someone appreciates our cooking!” mr. carrera says from his position at the stove, hinting at kiara who you saw make her way down the stairs & start looking in the pantry for some cereal. you grab a piece of bacon and smile at their comments. “anyway.. what do you wanna do today?” kiara ignores them and walks to sit down by you. you shrug and mumble an “mmhmm” while chewing on your bacon because truly you had no idea what there even was to do here. “well we could go to the beach that’s always fun, have you ever been surfing?? or we could hit up the boys, see what they’re doing today. hmm.. what else?” “it all sounds fun i have never been surfing though” you admit. “perfect i’ll hit up the guys, you can use one of my boards and i’ll teach you!” oh yay. embarrassment in front of your coolest cousin and her cute friends on your second day here. “that sounds.. eventful..” you say and kiara notices your unenthusiastic tone and slightly worried face. “ohh come on it’ll be fun!” she says pulling you up to go get ready. “bye mom bye dad!” “kie- kiara you be careful!” mrs. carrera sighs as you both head upstairs.