#'and you havent cleaned the bathroom!!' 'i just did!!!'

[yanderefarm]

yandere cheating housewife husband

cw: cheating, cheating kink, blood reference, gore reference, breeding kink a/n: this was somewhat inspired by @privitivium's motherly yandere but ever since i thought of this i havent been able to get it out of my head sorry if this isnt ok btw lmk and ill delete it

he's a muscular man with a broad chest that your fingers would just sink into given the chance. his hair is so fluffy and his eyes are normally so gentle to look at but sometimes they pierce you like a predator looking at prey. really he's the perfect man.

except he's married.

you don't really know the story behind his marriage all you know is that he's horribly unhappy in it. he comes into your cafe almost everyday trying to meet another man who isn't his husband. and every day he comes up to the counter with a sad look on his face that lights up as soon as he sees you.

it'd be a lie to say his warm smile didn't make your heart race. you'd be lying if you said you didn't find him to be the most gorgeous man you'd ever seen. you'd be lying if you said you hadn't dreamt about being one of the men he goes on dates with.

you never expected that dream to come true. you don't know how it happened really, he'd come to talk to you after a bad date and now you were at a nice restaurant with him. he attracted so much attention from men and women alike but those piercing eyes of his were fixed on you.

he treated you like no date you'd ever been on. so of course you went on another. then another. and before you knew it you found yourself sneaking into his house with him.

you had wanted to go to a hotel but he insisted on taking you to his house and now you knew why. he'd left to go to the bathroom to come back in a beautiful negligee that showed off his body so well. you were definitely drooling. not only the underwear but the location seemed to excite him as well. he kept blushing and saying how you were going to fuck him in the bed he shared with his husband. honestly the thought did turn you on a little bit.

ok it turned you on a lot.

you had his face pressed into the bed as you rammed your cock into his tight hole. his comments about this being his husbands bed had spurred something in you too. you grabbed his long hair and pulled it while asking him what would his husband think if he could see him. you asked him if his husband had ever seen him like this. you asked him if he'd ever worn that for his husband.

his responses were so cute. he tried so hard to hide how excited it made him to be cheating on his husband.

everytime you two met in his house he would pretend he didn't get off on it but the more you made comments about it the more he opened up. oh and in bed did he open up. he was incredibly vocal, screaming, moaning, begging. one night he begged you to breed him like his husband never could, to fill him with your babies. ignoring the scientific impossibility of that you happily tried your best.

and when you were done you finally had the courage to ask him.

"if you hate your husband why do you stay married to him?"

he took a while to answer before finally sighing heavily.

"i depend on him financially... i can't just leave."

"I would take care of you"

he light up at that.

"Really? Do you promise?"

of course when you lovingly responded "I promise." you couldn't have expected what happened next.

when you came over to see him while his husband was supposed to be at work you found him cleaning up what looked like red paint and the room was full of garbage bags that leaked more... red paint.

"I divorced my husband."

[heartsforhavik]

superfan! and stalker! yandere boys x reader hcs (but they're animal hybrids)

✰ warnings: obsessiveness, sfw, murder, mentions of corpses, just overall unhealthy behavior cuz they're yanderes. (i do not condone yanderes irl and this is for writing purposes) gender neutral reader, no use of y/n.

✰ a/n: guys idk why i havent updated in so long. ig i just havent had much motivation?? anyways ummm i'm still super busy right now and i have 400 assignments due in 3 days but i don't wanna do them soooooo how about i write some short and cute headcanons for y'all? 😁

if bayani was a puppy hybrid...

clingy clingy CLINGY

bros going wherever you go. even if u gotta take a piss he's gonna hold your hand. wait, you don't want him in the bathroom with you? at least let him sit outside!

he is very easy to distract, though. if you ever want to be alone for a while but he just won't leave your side, throw a tennis ball somewhere and it should keep him busy for a solid 10 minutes.

loves snuggling with you. he literally distracts you and takes up at LEAST one hour every morning trying to keep you in bed with him. if you leave him alone in bed, he'll be whining until you come back.

he's also very talkative, and always yapping your ear off about random nonsense, until you tell him to shut up. problem is, if you tell him to shut up, he isn't going to open his mouth again for a few days. he'll be very sulky about it and look up at you with those big puppy dog eyes of his, silently hoping you'll allow him to speak again. as much as he loves hearing you yell at him, he still doesn't want you to be mad at him for long periods of time.

he'll eat anything you cook. you could be the worst cook in the world and burn your dish to a crisp, and he'd still eat it up like it's nobody's business. he doesn't even notice if it's well cooked or not, he sees anything you create as a masterpiece.

but this also means he's like a guard dog! even though he is quite small and his face isn't very intimidating, he tries! he goes to the gym frequently so he can be stronger for you. he wants to be able to defend you if anything goes wrong.

he is very patient. if you have any work or assignments you need to get done, he'll sit and wait however long you need him to. he'll even bring you beverages and snacks so you can keep working without getting up.

overall, he has some similar traits to a puppy, but he's still the same optimistic (and obsessive) bayani.

if victor was a cat hybrid...

LMFAOOO good luck getting away from him.

bros a silent killer. he watches from afar. if you happen to feel his eyes staring at the back of your head, and you look to see if your feeling is correct, he'll snap his head the other direction so you don't suspect a thing.

he follows you around, but unlike bayani, he wouldn't stop if you asked him to. and he isn't in your personal space, he is much farther away so it's harder to tell when he's tailing after you.

and like a cat, he proudly brings you dead things and is convinced that you would like it. usually he kills anyone that seems to be too close to you, and shows it off like a trophy of his affection and strength.

victor would kill someone and be like: "this week's new corpse looks awesome. they'll totally love this, i gotta show them!" (you did not, in fact, love seeing the rotting corpse of your friend on your doorstep.)

he guards your house as if he's a soldier at war. if he sees anyone break in, or if it's an insect that happened to fly in through your vents, he'll eliminate the threat before you even notice it.

he's also quite moody. sometimes he's affectionate and kind to you, then the next minute he'll act like a brat and expect you to cook and clean for him.

and if you called him out on his behavior, he'll act all pouty and mutter: "i don't do that.." then he'd get up and silently do some chores around the house as an apology. if you brought up his acts of service, he'll get flustered and say you were "too lazy to do it yourself" or something along those lines.

overall, he's quiet, moody, and does things his own way. unlike bayani, victor doesn't do anything you ask him to do, but he still shows his affection for you in his own subtle ways.

[rookiesbookies]

please please please write a piece where sex doll soap is dominant please please please

also how does this work? is he sentient? does he have emotions? is he ai?

if you dont want to write a pt II id also take a sex doll price

You got Sex Doll Price! Bingo!

So I saw your question and I outlined how it works more in this post (if you havent seen it) and Im getting ready to write the Konig piece, however I want to make it really special so im going to hype it up a bit more and here’s a Price one because I felt like writing him!

I totally forgot this was in my drafts btw

Price’s story of getting bought goes much like all the other’s. His lady is lonely one night, flips through some infomercials because there’s nothing good on and she figured they’d be entertaining she guessed? It was a better idea than Steinfeld reruns for the fifteenth time, and nothing streaming was updated or good. It was a rare mood.

It came on for the dolls and she fell in love with the way he moved, smiled, his eyes. It was like the tv knew how much she loved the soft eyes of an older man.

She slid off her couch and onto the floor before she punched in the number on the phone to call, saying she wanted Price.

It took time before he was there. She felt different, he has been marketed as a companion robot on the tv. One that could walk, talk, cook, clean. It would be nice having someone to take care of the house while she was at work.

When the mystery box was on her doorstep with the gibberish, she assumed what it was based on the size.

It took a long time of struggling to get it through the door. She tore into it almost immediately. She didnt even get him out of the box before she planted a soft kiss to his lips, just as the commercial said. His eyes fluttered open and she was met with the same soft eyes she first saw.

He was swift. Reconnecting his lips to her and moving out of his box without much effort. She slid back to make room for his large form, when she hit the wall he crawled over her.

“I was told you were a companion,” she said softly eyes, trained on his lips then flicking up to his eyes.

“Companions do lots of different things. There are plenty of different types of companions, love.” His rough hands came up to her face, thumb grazing over her lower lip. “It just so happens to be my directive to be a certain kind of companion.”

Her body felt like it was on air the whole time, like her nerves were cushioned by personal clouds as he worked.

He was swift, putting her on her hands and knees before working off her pants and underwear. His mouth connected with her lower lips and began work. He was delicate but hungry.

Once he got her what he deemed wet enough he used his knee to move her thighs apart, pulling his pants down.

“Breath, love.” He whispered sweetly into her ear after spitting into his hand, rubbing it over his cock, “remember to breath.”

He let it rest in her for a long time. She fell onto her forearms, debating letting her mouth hang open so drool could fall.

He was rhythmic and juicy. Everything she imagined. She was so high up she almost didn’t register she was about to cum until it happened. He didn’t seem to orgasm, surprisingly, but he didn’t seem to care, maybe he did - well she had no clue. He picked her up and wondered her home until he found the bathroom, drawing her bath before washing her gently and putting her to better not long after drying her.

Worth every penny.

[sockiess]

Clay beresford and soft birthday sex 😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈 jajajajajja

I DO WARN YOU I HAVENT FINISHED AWAKE YET SO THIS MAY BE OUT OF CHARACTER 😞😞 I APOLOGIZE. IVE ALSO NEVER WRITTEN SMUT SO IT MIGHT BE BAD

Best day of the year

warnings: smut obvi

“You’re so pretty” Clay said peeking up from in between my thighs. This was the 3rd time he has eaten me out today and it was only noon. “Fuck Clay I can’t take it anymore” I whimpered as I tried to push his head away but he just kept eating me out like a starved man. “one more baby just one more and then i’ll give you what you want I promise” He said into my pussy.

What I wanted was for him to make love to me. I knew that he was going to go softer on me today unlike the normal days of the year when he fucks me. “Fuck Clay-“ I moaned, turning my head into the pillow and biting down on it so the neighbors wouldn’t hear me screaming his name. I was close I could feel the knot in my stomach ready to come undone. “that’s it baby cum for me.” Clay said while adding two fingers into me. Feeling him inside of me while also him licking my clit was almost to much for me to handle and I came almost instantly.

“Good girl..” Clay whispered while crawling up to me and kissing me, making me taste myself on his lips and tongue. “You did so good for me baby..” He cooed while rubbing my cheek. “You want me to make love to you now baby or do you need to rest?” He asked while giving me little kisses on the forehead.

“Need you..please” I whispered almost pathetically. “I’m right here sweet girl” Clay said as he pushed his cock into me. “F-Fuck Clay” I moaned into his lips while kissing me. Clay started to softly move while kissing me. At this point I couldn’t think and only babbles of words came out. “That’s it baby you’re doing an amazing job so proud of you” Clay Praised while rubbing my scalp and kissing my cheek.

“Clay gonna cum” I whimpered. “me too baby, I want you to cum with me. Can you do that sweet girl?” He groaned. I nodded my head quickly. “Words baby gonna need words” He whispered into my ear. “yes wanna cum with you” I said quickly. “good girl” Clay started to speed up and started rubbing my clit at the same time. “Cum with me baby” I started to cum so hard that I saw stars while I felt Clay spill into me.

Clay didn’t move out right away while we caught our breath. “Did so good for me my sweet sweet girl” Clay said while kissing my head and slowly pulling out. I just continued to babble nonsense while I came down from my high.

“Stay here beautiful I’ll be right back” Clay quickly got up and ran to the bathroom where I could hear the sink running and than turning off. When Clay came back in he had a wash cloth and grabbed two water bottles from the mini fridge that was by our bed.

“Drink up baby while I clean you up” Clay said while kissing my forehead and gently rubbing the washcloth over my face to clean off the sweat. Then he started to clean up his cum that was leaking out of me. “Clay” I whimpered while closing my legs while he grazed my sensitive clit with the warm rag. “I know baby I know just cleaning you up.” He told me. Clay then through the wash cloth in the hamper and laid us down on the bed and cuddled me into his chest while rubbing my back and playing with my hair.

“Happy birthday baby I love you” Clay said while I was starting to fall asleep “Thank you baby I love you too” I replied while slowly drifting off. The last thing I remember is Clay pulling me closer and kissing the top of my head.

HIII I HOPE THIS WAS GOOD!! IF YOU WANT ME TO ADD OR CHANGE ANYTHING PLEASE LET ME KNOW🫶🫶🫶 THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING🫶🫶

[luvangelbreak]

Deprived | Twenty

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 matthew sturniolo x layla venita (female!oc) summary: everyone knows the story of the bad boy and the good girl but what happens when the school's most popular boy, Matthew Sturniolo, and the girl who notoriously is never there, Layla Venita, cross paths. warnings: swearing, smoking, suggestive? word count: 3.3k a/n: this series has been longer than I anticipated but I'm living for the slow burn so it's gonna be a while till we're done folks.

pov: layla

I spent the next week couped in my room, refusing to leave as I quickly smoked the bag of weed Wes had given me. Allie had messaged me in concern multiple times and I finally built up the courage to reply to her a day after her last message.

Allie <3 Monday hey girl are you okay? matt has been off all day 1:30pm Tuesday if u wanna talk im here <3 5:37pm Wednesday im getting concerned pls message me if u need anything 3:47pm

You sorry just havent been feeling good im okay just need time alone 10:21pm

Allie <3 im sorry :(10:23pm

You its okay i'll be at school tmrw 10:27pm

Allie <3 okay! see ya then <3 10:28pm

I locked my phone and threw it lazily on the bed beside me, rolling over to face the wall where my window was cracked open. I was glad my dad was out tonight, having to deal with him for over a week straight was draining and I felt like it didn't benefit my self-loathing in any way. I sighed as my mind always travelled back to the look on Matt's face, the pure hurt in his eyes that I knew I caused.

Part of me was glad he hadn't messaged or tried to talk to me. It meant that I could push him away if I wanted to. I did just that without even consciously meaning to. I got scared and made it his fault in my brain but as I continued rotting in my bed, I realised I hurt him more than I ever meant to. It wasn't his fault that I was afraid of someone being close, it wasn't his fault that I let something so small set me off. I needed to make him realise it wasn't his fault and I was just not used to the affection and accommodation he offered me daily.

I barely slept over the past week and this night was no different. My alarm went off in the early hours of the morning and I knew I had slept a total of 4 hours from the way my brain had constantly been reeling. I dragged myself out of bed and trudged into the bathroom. I took an extra long shower to attempt to rid the disgust I felt towards myself.

After scrubbing my entire body head to toe, I jumped out of the shower and walked to my room. My entire body felt heavy and I felt tears prick my eyes when I looked over to the pink sweater that was still laying over my bag. I picked it up, realising it was the only clean sweater I had since I hadn't been bothered with laundry. I quickly slid it over my head before sliding on my black sweatpants and combat boots. I slid my leather jacket over the top, not bothering with any makeup as I lazily tied my now damp hair into a low ponytail. I grabbed my bag, quickly sprayed on some perfume and grabbed my phone off of my bedside table.

I quickly exited my house without food or water in my stomach and as I began walking down the road, I decided to light one of the last few cigarettes I had pre-rolled. I grabbed my headphones from my bag, slid one into my ear and plugged them into my phone. I clicked shuffle on one of my playlists and I let my feet drag on the asphalt as I slowly made my way down the streets of Massachusetts.

After an hour, I finally arrived in the parking lot of the school and I scanned the cars, my eyes landing where I saw the familiar silver minivan. I paused, letting out a heavy breath as I collected myself and began walking to the group of people in front of the car.

Nate was the first to notice me and he just looked at me with no expression before he turned back to the group. As I got closer I noticed the fact that Mia was standing beside Matt with her head leaned on his shoulder, his arm wrapped around her back lazily and I felt a pang of pure jealousy run through me. I tried to shake it off as I got closer, knowing I had no right to be mad about it right now since I was the one who caused the riff between the brown-haired boy and myself.

"Speak of the devil," I heard Nick say when his eyes caught mine and I was a few feet away, standing uncomfortably as I looked between all of them. All of their heads turned to look at me, Allie being the only one who didn't seem like they were looking right through me.

"Matt, can I talk to you?" I asked quietly as I didn't dare to meet his eyes yet and there was an uncomfortable silence that fell over us, "Please."

"About what?" he asked, his tone short and I looked up to see his face completely expressionless but his eyes held such hurt and aggravation that it felt like it cut right through me.

"Last week," I mumbled, ignoring the pain in my chest of seeing Mia looking at me with a slight smirk. I focused in on the boy I had hurt, his blue eyes piercing in the sunlight.

"Now?" he questioned, not taking his eyes off of me and I just looked at him, the judgement of his friends radiating off of them. He sighed heavily before swinging his arm out from around Mia and I felt a weight lifted off of my shoulders but there was still a pressure on my chest, "I'll be back."

I looked at the ground as he pushed away from the hood of the minivan and he walked past me. I followed behind him, not daring to look back at his friends as we walked to the back of the parking lot before he stopped to face me.

He didn't say anything for a moment as I looked up at him and he scanned me head to toe before murmuring, "That's my sweater."

"Yeah. I left it on my bag all week but I didn't have any clean hoodies for today," I explained and he hummed as I picked at the skin around my fingers, my nails too short to bite now that I had been picking at them all week. I nervously chewed on my lip before I said, "I'm sorry."

"It took you a week to say that?" he asked, his voice quiet but his words laced with pain.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. I know I reacted to what you said horribly but I just-" I cut myself off as I took a breath and looked down at the gravel below us, "I haven't had anyone take care of me the way you do. It scares me. I'm sorry."

I squeezed my eyes closed, chewing on my bottom lip far more aggressively than I intended but my heart raced as I waited for his response. I felt his hand fall under my chin and he lifted my face to look up at him, noticing now that he was slightly closer to me. He used his thumb to gently pull my lip away from my teeth as I fidgeted with the hem of the pink sweater.

"Why didn't you just talk to me?" he asked, his tone softening as he looked down at me and I shrugged dumbly.

"I am bad at talking about that sorta stuff," I answered quietly, my throat closing from the sadness that invaded my body as I looked up at him. I had no right to be upset right now, I was the one who fucked up and made this so difficult, but I felt guilt invade my entire body when I realised I didn't want to push him away. It was habit and I was always bad at breaking them.

"Don't do that again," he demanded softly and I pursed my lips as I pushed my sadness down the best I could as tears sprung to my eyes, "Or I swear to god I won't talk to you again and I don't want to stop talking to you. Ever."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to push you away. I just don't know how to deal with everything I'm feeling and I know it's shitty but I promise I'm trying. I have no right to be sad right now because this is my fault but I feel so horrible for making you upset. You deserve so much more than that and if I can't give that to you I understand if you don't want me to be around anymore," I rambled out all of my feelings and conflicting voices in my head but I was cut off by his lips on mine.

I paused for a moment to register what was happening before my body melted into his, his arms wrapping around my lower back as I snaked my arms around his neck. I pulled him into me, missing the way his body felt against my own more than I anticipated. It felt like a breath of fresh air after being stuck in my room for the past week with smoke-filled lungs. He gripped my hips, pulling me impossibly closer to him as I tangled my hands in his hair before he pulled away to breathe for a moment.

"You're an idiot," he mumbled before he leaned back in to kiss me gently again.

"I know," I mumbled against his lips and he ran his tongue against my rough lips, the sting of his saliva hitting the open splits on my lips from chewing them. I hissed and pulled away as he looked down at me.

"You need to stop biting your lip," he muttered as his eyes travelled all around my face, "And stop picking your nails. You're not gonna have any left soon."

"I've been stressed the past week. I can't help it," I whispered as I looked up at him in awe. I had forgotten the pure oxytocin that ran through my system when I was with him and I refused to let it go again.

"Pretty girl," he gave me a sympathetic look and I shook my head as I pulled away from his face slightly, my arms still slung over his shoulders.

"Don't feel bad. This was my doing and I will make it up to you," I answered sternly and his face broke into a small smile. I sighed, the weight being lifted off of my chest now and my body tingled with joy.

"All I'm asking is that you talk to me next time," he whispered, leaning down to place a peck on my lips and I let it linger before I pulled back and nodded.

"I will try," I scratched the nape of his neck lightly and he bit his bottom lip as my face dropped, "Don't look at me like that before we have to go inside. I'll drive us back to your house right now."

"I don't see you for a week and you're ready to jump my bones already," he chuckled and I raised my eyebrows.

"How else can I make it up to you, ya know?" I joked as let my mouth form into a smirk and he shook his head as he pursed his lips, "Does this mean I can come to your game this week?"

"Of course baby," he smiled down at me and I felt the butterflies erupt in my stomach again, promising not only him but myself to never let myself ruin this again.

"By the way," I let my right hand trail from his neck to his chest, playing with the necklace that sat comfortably on his collarbones, "Allie's brother was just dropping me home. He tried to flirt with me but I shut it down. I wasn't lying about that."

"I know. I overreacted. I'm sorry about that," he said softly and I shook my head, twiddling the pendant between my fingers as I looked up at him.

"I know how it looked. I would've been just as upset. You don't need to apologise for it," I mumbled, trying hard to convey my feelings as best I could to which he didn't respond verbally. He instead placed another kiss against my lips and smiled against me as he squeezed my hips.

"Matt!" I heard Chris's voice call from only a few feet away and we both broke apart to look over at him, "You guys done? We gotta go to class."

"I forgot about that," I joked and Chris just gave me a deadpanned look as Matt chuckled.

"We'll be there in a sec," he called to his brother who just rolled his eyes and spun around to walk back to his friends, "They're more pissed at you than I was."

"I can tell," I mumbled as I watched their eyes pour directly into me, "Allie messaged me though."

"She was the only one defending you," he told me honestly and I hummed as I looked back up to him, "I'll talk to them."

"Don't sugarcoat it. You can tell them I'm a dumbass who doesn't know how to deal with her emotions," I stated and he shook his head with a smile, placing a kiss on the top of my head before swinging his arm over my shoulders.

"Come on," he said nodding towards the group and I hesitantly began walking with him by my side. Their eyes stayed glued to us as we approached and Mia gave me nothing but a scowl with her arms crossed, "Chill out. We talked about it."

"That didn't seem like talking," Mia spat and I remained silent, letting Matt handle the situation as I looked at Allie who gave me a sympathetic smile.

"Don't Mia," Matt deadpanned and she only scoffed with a roll of her eyes, "We talked about it and I don't wanna hear it."

"Only took you a week," Nate raised his eyebrows as he spoke and he looked at me. I pursed my lips while glancing between them.

"At least it happened," Matt retorted before the bell rang and he sighed, "We'll talk about it later. Let's go."

He began walking with his arm around my shoulder still and I followed suit, Chris moving to stand on the other side of Matt as everyone else followed behind. We made our way to our classes and once we sat down, a weight fell back on my chest.

Not only did I have to make it up to Matt, I had to win back his brothers and his friends.

+++

Pretty boy where did u go?? 12:23pm

You 🚬 be there in a minute 12:24pm

I locked my phone, sliding it into my pocket as I finished off my cigarette, throwing it onto the ground before I wedged it into the ground with my boot. I made my way back inside and straight to the cafeteria where I saw the group of friends sitting together.

"Hey," Allie beamed as she scooted closer to Mia to make space between her and Matt for me to sit. I smiled at her as I swung my legs over the bench and sat down. Matt placed his arm around my lower back as he continued his conversation with Nick.

"I don't want to wear a tie. That's why I got the red shirt," Matt groaned and Nick gave him a deadpanned look.

"It's prom. You're supposed to look fancy with a tie," Nick stated and Matt ran a hand across his face.

"We're all wearing a tie. Don't be a bitch," Nate pointed out and I tuned them out as Allie tapped my shoulder to gain my attention.

"You okay?" she asked quietly and I nodded with a hum.

"Yeah. Thank you for checking on me," I answered in a hushed tone and she shrugged with her sunshine smile that warmed my heart to know she wasn't annoyed with me.

"Of course. That's what friends are for," she said casually before she turned back to listen to the group conversation. I let her words hang over my head like a cloud.

That's what friends are for.

I don't remember the last time I had a genuine friend and her simple words struck me right in my heart. She had always been kind to me and from the moment we talked, she had been such a light in my life. I realised I not only wanted to share my emotions and feelings with Matt but also with Allie to show her that I appreciated her.

I wanted to be better for both of them.

"How long do we have to stay there?" Chris whined as he threw his head onto the table dramatically and Allie rolled her eyes.

"You're acting like you're being held hostage. If you don't wanna go it's fine," Allie responded, her tone quietening at the end and I could sense the slight sadness at Chris's distaste for prom.

"Al, I told you I'm going and I'll stick to that. I just don't wanna be there for five hours," he lifted his head up to look at her and she shrugged, eyes glancing at the table.

"We can leave early and go back to my house," she offered and Chris's mouth broke into a smile as he nodded.

"Works for me," he said triumphantly before sitting up again, resting his elbows on the table in front of him.

"How are we getting there?" Mia asked, looking around at the group and I just sat there in silence, deciding to go along with whatever plan I knew Allie had already set up.

"Meet up at my house at five thirty so we can take photos and make sure we have everything and then we will leave at like six-thirty to get to the hotel," Allie explained the plan and everyone seemed to hum along in agreement. I felt Matt's arm snake further around my back as he scooted closer to me.

"How are we getting there?" Nick asked and Allie smiled as she adjusted her ponytail.

"I got us a limo," she announced happily and Mia showed her first sign of happiness of the day as she squealed excitedly, "You guys won't drink right?"

Matt and his brothers shook their heads with a firm no and Allie turned to look at me and I shrugged, "Depends on what it is."

"Bottle of champagne in the limo?" Mia asked Allie and Allie nodded causing Mia's smile to widen.

"You're dad won't arrest us if we drink?" Nate asked, the half-hearted joke not landing well with Mia as she rolled her eyes.

"Not if he doesn't know," she pointed out with a slight smirk and Nate raised his eyebrows before nodding in agreement.

"Did you find a dress?" Nate asked, turning his attention to me as he attempted to make conversation. I assumed that in the time I'd been in my other classes and was outside Matt had talked to Nate, Chris and Nick since they weren't glaring at me anymore but they still felt slightly standoffish.

"No. I'm just gonna make my own," I explained and he nodded, his smile in a downturned smile.

"Mad impressive that you can do that," he complimented me and I gave him a half-hearted smile as Matt traced circles on my hip with his thumb.

"Thanks. I just hope I can finish it in time," I explained and I could sense Mia's disgust towards me radiating off of her but I was learning to tune her out like I had always done before Matt came into my life.

Suddenly the bell rang for our next classes and everyone began getting up. I stood up from the table before Matt spun me around and kissed my lips gently. I froze for a moment, shocked at the fact he did that in the middle of the cafeteria but I quickly reciprocated the action before he pulled away.

"See you after school pretty girl," he smirked at me before he walked away and I stood still for a moment as I watched him walk away with Nick, Chris, Nate and Mia.

"You guys are so fucking cute it makes me want to throw up," Allie rolled her eyes playfully beside me and I looked around to see people staring at me once again. I pursed my lips, my cheeks tinging red as I hid a smile and shook my head before I began walking out of the cafeteria.

tags:

@dsturniolo @chrisstankyleg @lov3bug @pinklittleflower @thatcrazybitch-69 @trinity2058 @alorsxsturn @chrizznmetswife @ilovechrissturniolo1 @leprechaunbirthdaygirl @sturnfix @lilsstvrn @sturniololol @sturniolowhore @jebbie-project-blog @jaxyy219

[serxinns]

I've got a devious angstish idea...

SPOILERS INCASE U HAVENT READ THE MANGA THO(҂` ﾛ ´)

I luv yer blog btw..... platonic kisses >3<

Ok ok ok post war arc, Shigaraki with a little sister(or gender neutral :shrug:) he (unintentionally since he was confident he'd win..ggs) left behind. Class 2-A finds little reader and they feel bad cause shes just a little kid but she absolutely hates them and does everything she can to make their lives 10x harder (esp for All might)

She runs off and torments the first year's too—they can't get under control at all but they try. (Quirk isn't decay rather than returning things to their original form but it doesn't work on people. Like reducing a shirt back into cotton for examle. They had to get her special gloves hehe.)

A/n I got lazy with it so my apologies but I hope you enjoy!

Tw:MAJOR SPOILERS mentions of Shigaraki's death

"Y/n! I know you're responsible for this! Come here this instinct!" Aizawa's voice raised as he was searching around for the culprit. You then appeared from behind him, startling him a bit with that mischievous smile plastered on your face "Y/n, did you draw all might is a killer on the bathroom stall?" Aizawa glared at the mess and then at you. "No, I would never-!" "stop the act, young lady. Iida saw you got out of the bathroom with a red marker." Aizawa cut you off as you dropped the innocent act and glared, "Stupid snitch.."

"And just for that, you are gonna clean up this mess and make an apology card for all might" You froze up you didn't want that MONSTER to an apology, especially for what he did to your big brother

The flashbacks of you crying out for your brother in the destruction and debris surrounding and collapsing onto each other the moment you realize that these heroes killed your big brother the way you collapsed onto the ground and cried your heart out while the green-haired boy was comforting you, the way Mr. Aizawa started at you with sympathy and wanted to give you a better life so he adopted you and now your here forced to go to a school Shigaraki hates but you promise yourself to avenge him you promise that heroes were gonna suffer for what they did to him even if it means giving everyone especially all might Grey hair

"I'm never gonna make one, especially to HIM out of all people, and you can't make me!" Aizawa groaned while gaining a headache from your usual everyday tantrums "If you don't go apologize I'll make you spend time with him again and this time it'll be longer than before your eyes froze and shuddered to hear that you hated that punishment so much that you were on your "best behavior" for a whole week without pulling any pranks on all night it was a very hard and suffering challenge but worth it

So in defeat, you grabbed the paper muttered something, and walked off in defeat in your and Eri's room (you two share the same room) closing the door behind

Time skip

"I'm done!" You shouted wanting to get this over with as Aizawa opened the door "ok now let's go to all might and give it to him" What Aizawa didn't know was that you held a mischievous smile on your face hiding it behind an innocent sweet smile

As the two of you open the door to see All Might reading a book with coffee in hand, he looks over to see you and almost chokes out his coffee. "The demon child!?" His eyes widen you notice a sense of fear on his face which makes your grin stretch even wider making the blonde male uncomfortable and praying for God to have mercy on him he cleared his throat "Why hello young Shigaraki is there anything you need" he softly smiled at you as your smile twitch a bit "Y/n here wants to give you a apologize card she made all herself" Aizawa nonchalantly said as he urge you to give it to him as you did and quickly running off to who knows where

Aizawa was about to stop, but all were reassured it was ok. "It's fine, shouta let them they were prob overwhelmed." Aizawa rolled his eyes at the excuse of you being overwhelmed. Yeah, right. "Plus, I bet you y/n made a lovely- oh.." just when All Might opened the card he stopped what he was saying and stared at the drawing you made it was a drawing of you hitting All Might with a hammer as the card read "Sorry to banging on your nerves!"

They both looked at each other in silence, still staring at the card. "Thar little sh-" Toshinori came to your defense, "It's ok, Shouta, they're just a child! Plus I think the card is cute... he reassured the teacher and signed wondering what was he gonna do with you as he heard screaming a maniacal laughter coming from Bakugo Katsuki cheering you on as he heard the 1st year screaming and pleading for mercy as you laughed mischievously Aizwa and Toshinori both stared at each other again thinking the same thing

"Shit"

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Insignificant Injuries and Illness

Prompt: “Go back to bed before you hurt yourself.” (From Sombre Sapphics blog prompts)

Pairings: Wanda x R

Word count: 730

Summary: every time your left alone it ends in chaos

TW: minor injury, flu, coughing

A/n sorry I havent been very active work’s been kickin my ass

It had been three days. Three days and your bed was no more interesting than it had been when you first were bound to it by your girlfriend. Sure you were tired but boredom won out. Wanda had finally left your side to bring you some more soup and once the footsteps faded down the hall you knew you had maybe five minutes to satisfy the boredom for the first time in three days.

You stood shakily and waddled over to your desk still wrapped in layers of blankets. Carefully you moved the throwing knife off your sketchbook, cursing silently as your finger brushed against the blade and blood began to bead on your fingertip. Quickly you grabbed your small pencil case and the sketchbook and were about to get back into bed when the door opened. You stilled at the sound of the door. Wanda put on a stern expression. In any other circumstances you would have found it hot. But not when you were at risk of getting yelled at.

“Go back to bed before you hurt yourself.” she said stepping into the room holding the still steaming soup on a tray with some dayquil and a glass of cold water. Knowing she would find out one way or another you sighed throwing on a devilish grin.

“Too late already did” you grin before laughing still mildly delirious from the fever. You shuffled the stuff into your other arm and held up your bleeding finger. The red bead rolling down the length of your palm. Wanda used her magic to set the soup by the bedside and take your hand in hers carefully holding it to the low light due to your headache.

“Seriously?!” she exclaimed “ i left you alone for five minuets y/n” she shook her head. You grinned

“Which is five minutes too long babe” you lent in for s kiss when she dodged.

“No. Your going to be the death of me.” she placed her hands on your shoulders and guided you back to the bed as you began to sway. “Sit here and don’t move.”

You did as she said still cradling your finger as the blood began to run down your arm.

“I wont be the death of you if I die first” you called out as she went into the bathroom to get the first-aid kit. The words caught in your throat as you doubled over on the bed and hacked up a lung. The coughs tore at your chest which heaved at each strained breathe.

“Babe? You ok?” Wanda called quickly coming back out with the med kit. She used her magic to grab the glass of water and held it to your lips urging you to take slow sips. When you finally stopped you looked up to see her concerned face.

“Sorry” you rasped eliciting another short cough. She rubbed a hand between your shoulder blades.

“No. none of that. I know you don’t feel good love. Now let me see that finger.” she held out her hand and you put your hand in hers finger outstretched. She clicked her tongue.

“You did a good job on it at least.” she chuckled and began to clean it. You hissed at the antiseptic and Wanda paused as you began coughing again.

“Your doing so well babe just a little more.” she encouraged as tears built in your eyes at the pain in your chest. When she finished putting on the red bandaid, a gift you gave her for her first Christmas with the avengers, she placed a soft kiss on-top of the patch. Using her hand on your chest she guided you back into the pile of pillows.

“You need to eat something my love. Can i feed you.” you nodded feeling slightly hungry. Carefully Wanda held the soup in her lap and used her hand to guide the spoon to your lips. After you had drained half the bowl of the godly soup your eyes began to flutter closed.

“Rest babe. Ill be here when you wake up” she placed a kiss on your heated forehead as you fell into dreamland

MASTERLIST

[atomic-taco-muffin]

Havent been here in a hot second, Vanitas x fem reader smut where reader is. like a princess,, opposite of van and her and van have a fuck buddies type thing goin’ on? And like . Van is constantly coming to her when he’s pissed or stressed OH and reader is in love w him but he’s unsure? sorry to be a bother lmfao

So sorry to answer this so late! But I hope you enjoy this

Vanitas x Fem!Reader: Your Highness

Warnings: Filthy ass smut, degradation, get my boi Vanitas a redemption arc now Square! Fuck-buddy/friends-with-benefits relationship

Rating: NSFW under the cut

Vanitas, from the moment he was torn out of Ventus' body by Xehanort, has been told he couldn't feel anything except hatred and darkness. Yet, when he met you in Radiant Garden, he could've sworn he felt his non-existent heart skip a beat. He had to have you. And so began your relationship with him. What started off as a one-night stand turned into you being fuck buddies. But over time, you started to develop feelings for him. But you knew it would be impossible to be with him. He was always gone, only coming back to fuck you ruthlessly after a stressful day with the Organization. Until one night...

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As you prepared for bed, a dark corridor opened, and Vanitas entered your room. He looked the same as the past few times you've seen him. Angry, disheveled, and covered in cuts and bruises. Neither of you said a word as you took him to your private bathroom and began cleaning up his wounds. As you took care of his bleeding lip, you thought about all the times he'd kissed you. How it was rough and passionate. You wondered if he ever knew how to be gentle if someone of the darkness could be gentle.

"You're staring," he muttered.

"Sorry," you quickly replied before going back to taking care of his injuries. You then noticed how he didn't wince the multiple times you've taken care of him. Was it something he learned or something he refused to admit? In all honesty, it made you that much more in love with him. You wanted to learn more about him.

"What're you thinking about?" he asked.

"Nothing," you replied.

"You're lying. I can see it in your eyes." Dammit, how did he know?! "So what's going on in that head of yours?"

You debated on whether or not to tell him the truth. That you were in love with him and wanted to be more than just fuck-buddies. That you wanted a real relationship with him. Vanitas tilted his head, curious about what was going on inside your head. You took a deep breath and told him the truth.

"I think I'm in love with you," you said. Vanitas froze, not expecting those words to come out of your mouth.

"You know we can't," he sighs.

"I know, but I can't help but be in love with you. I wanna be with you. I know I'm a princess and you're a being of darkness but I want you. And not just the sex. I want the real you. I wanna know what makes you tick, what your likes and dislikes are-"

"(Y/N)...we can't. The closest thing we can have is what we already have. I can't put you in danger. My father will punish me if he found out." Your heart broke at his words. You understood where he was coming from, but the words still stung. "This is probably the last we'll be together too."

"W-what do you mean?"

"...Tomorrow, Father's making the Organization go to war. Against the seven lights. I don't know if I'll come back. Which is why I came here. To be with you one last time." It broke your heart even more to hear these words, but you didn't refuse. You needed him just as much as he needed you.

"Okay," you replied. And with that he crashes his lips onto yours.

NSFW under the cut

Vanitas picked you up and brought you over to your bed where he then tossed you onto the fluffy mattress. You landed with a soft bounce and Vanitas crawled on top of you with a seductive yet predatory look on his face. You couldn't help but bite your lip and rub your thighs together, which didn't go unnoticed by him.

"Needy, aren't we?" he teased.

"When it comes to you, always," you replied. Vanitas smirked and began kissing your neck, leaving hickeys and bite marks all over it. You moaned softly and arched your back closer to him, wanting more of his touch and his kisses. Vanitas's hands trailed down your body reaching the hem of your night shirt.

"May I, your highness?" he teased. You nodded and he gladly pulled your shirt off, revealing your beautiful bosom. When you tried to cover yourself, Vanitas quickly yet gently took your wrists and pinned them above your head.

"None of that now, gorgeous," he said seductively. You whimpered under his intense gaze, but couldn't deny just how sexy it was being pinned underneath him. Vanitas then began kissing your chest, leaving bite marks and hickeys along your breasts and your nipples, eliciting a gasp from your lips. Vanitas chuckled, loving the sound that was escaping your mouth. He pulled away, satisfied with the amount of marks he left on you.

"That's more like it. Now those pathetic suitors will know that you belong to someone else," he said. He removed his shirt, revealing his abs, and making you bite your lip. He took notice of this and chuckled.

"Like what you see, your highness?" he teased. You blushed in embarrassment, which only fueled his entertainment. The two of you began making out again and Vanitas trailed his hands to your sleep pants, teasing the hem of it.

"May I?" he asked. You nodded and he took off your pants and your panties. Vanitas had to hold back a moan after looking at your beautiful pussy. You took notice of this and decided to tease him by grinding your pussy against his clothed crotch. Vanitas groaned and rolled his eyes back, loving the feeling of your teasing.

"Fuck baby~" he moaned. He needed you more than anything right now and you needed him. After enough teasing from the both of you, Vanitas took off his pants and lined up his cock against your entrance.

"You ready, baby?" he asked, wanting your consent. You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck. He nodded back and slowly pushed himself into your tight, warm cunt. The two of you moaned, feeling the incredible amount of pleasure just by him being inside of you. Vanitas was kind enough to give you time to adjust to his size and when you gave him the okay, he began moving. The feeling of him thrusting inside of you was amazing! It was like you were made for his cock and his cock alone. As much as he felt amazing, it was not enough for you. You wanted him to go faster. To go harder.

"Vani~ Harder~" you moaned. Vanitas smirked and began fucking you harder and faster. You moaned loudly and arched your back again, the tip of his cock hitting your G-spot. Vanitas knew just by looking at your expression that he had found your G-spot and continued the pace, making sure to hit that spot repeatedly. You could feel your orgasm starting to creep up and you clung to Vanitas, not wanting to stop.

"Ugh, fuck~" Vanitas moaned, feeling your pussy clench on his dick. "Cum for me, baby~ Make a mess for me~"

As if on cue, you cream all over his dick which then caused Vanitas to cum deep inside of you with a loud moan. His orgasm felt so good that he ended up collapsing on top of you. The two of you stayed like this for a while, not saying anything. Just holding each other in post-orgasm bliss. After a moment of pure silence, Vanitas pulled away and looked into your eyes.

"You okay? Did I go too hard?" he asked.

"No. I'm okay," you replied, smiling up at him. Vanitas smiled back and kissed your forehead before standing up and getting something to clean you up with. After cleaning you up and getting you some water to drink, the two of you lay in bed together until the both of you fell asleep. When you woke up the next morning, Vanitas was gone. But there was a note on your nightstand from none other than Vanitas himself. You picked up the note and read it, tears welling up in your eyes.

(Y/N),

If you're reading this, then it means that I have left to fight in my father's war. I don't know if I'll make it out of this alive and come back to you. If I don't, then know that I love you more than anything in this cursed universe.

May your heart be your guiding key,

Vanitas

[carmysgirl]

pls expand on bimbo!syd and Carmy’s first time having sex 🫶🏻

i guess this can be a continuation of this

sydney brings carmen with her as she scoots back against her bed frame.

"i havent really told you but ive been imagining this for so long," sydney admits between kisses.

carmens eyes go wide. she had been thinking of them like this? for so long??

"youre so handsome," sydney says as she sneaks a hand into his pants. when she rubs her soft hand over his cock, he lets out an embarrassingly loud moan and tries to until he pulls his underwear down to give her more access.

sydney goes to stroke him but carmen stops her. "i need to be inside of you." and with that carmen lays sydney down and rubs his swollen tip in between her folds.

"youre going to make me cum already," he whispers in her ear with his face tucked into her shoulder. it's so intense right now he can barely focus to get his cock inside of her. when he finally fits it in, they both release a breath they'd been holding. his thrusts are slow and focused as it's the only way he can manage not to cum too early.

sydney wraps an arm around carmens neck and pulls his face down to hers. the combination of her breathy moans, sweet perfume, and gooey walls is almost too much. because he knows he's about to cum carmen rubs sydney's clit with his thumb clumsily.

"i-i'm about to cum!" sydney moans.

carmen nods and sydney's room fills with a mix of moans while he feels like he's inside of her guts, trying to get them both to cum. he quickens his pace on her clit and sydney squeezes carmens cock and although he sees star he quickens his pace.

finally sydney relaxes and carmen pulls out and cums on her stomach.

"so...do you have a rag o-or something i can use to clean this up maybe?"

"bathroom cabinet."

carmen comes back with a warm rag and wipes the mess of her stomach. when he's done they curl into each other.

"was that good?" carmen asked in a whisper.

"yeah, i really liked it," sydney answered

carmen nodded to himself, content with that they just did and hopeful for the next time.

[xuanzangg]

you havent been the same since Geto Suguru left.

you fell into a deep spiral of mixed emotions along with depression. you had locked yourself in for months, ocassionally going outside to take a bath or ask Satoru if they have news about Suguru.

you became the exact opposite of you. you lost your spark, your smile, your brightness, your tenderness, the caring and gentle nature of yours.

it all took one person to burn you out, to bring you down, to make you go through emotions after emotions.

skinny arms, skinny legs, skinny stomach, skinny face and the bags under your eyes tells everything. you havent been doing well.

Shoko and Satoru are worried, Yaga-sensei is worried. Mei-san and Utahime-san are also worried. they cant help you and you wont let them help you.

"i need to take a bath.." you thought to yourself. and you did. you went out of your room, went to the bathroom and took a bath.

you also decided to clean your room, it was full of junks and trash. it smells filthy. as you worked your way through the cleaning, you found a photo of you and Suguru. it was you, holding a cake with the "16" number on it. "oh.. this was when i turned 16.. back in 1st year.." you thought. and he was there beside you, looking at you with those eyes.. those eyes that always, always looked out for you, so tender and gentle look, back when he was still here.

you couldnt help it as tears began to drop from your eyes, remembering the past. you're turning 17 soon and Suguru's not here, he's not here to celebrate it with you. you held the photo to your chest, holding onto it's memories dearly.

it's the year 2016 and you're now doing well than before. now teaching in Jujutsu Tech. you remember how much Suguru wanted to be a teacher.. so you made his dream come true.

but everything changed when Gojo Satoru took in a young boy. a first year named Okkotsu Yuta.

Suguru knew about Yuta and his curse. you know he wanted to take Yuta's curse as his. that's why.. Geto Suguru showed up in Jujutsu Tech one day, declaring a war.

"..how dumb of you, Geto." Geto.. hah, you're not used to it..

"oh my, if it isnt my dearest.. please, do call me using my first name." he coo, wrapping his other arm around your shoulders. you let him be. you didnt mind it.

"it's ridiculous, Suguru." "is it now? i dont think so."

you didnt reply. you looked into his eyes. those eyes.. he still looks at you the same way he used to, years ago. a frown formed on your forehead, "you're dumb. do whatever you want, Satoru will surely deal with you." you removed his arms around your shoulder, you didnt want to be held by him for too long because you know.. right here, right now, if he held you a little more longer, you would go with him. you'd go with him and betray everyone just to be with him again. but you didnt. you tried to control yourself.

but well, time sure flies fast. it's the night of the war, december 24th. shinjuku, tokyo. but it wasnt long when every curse were defeated. Satoru made his way back to the school's grounds, sensing something wrong.

there he was, Geto Satoru figthing Okkkotsu Yuta. clearly, he's going to lose against Yuta. you know he's going to die.

and he did. he lost but didnt die. well, not for long. you saw Satoru and Suguru talking, Suguru has lost his other arm and bleeding. you hurried to him immediately, trying to heal him with your reversed healing technique but, "dont." he stopped you. you wanted to punch him.. ask him why but you couldnt, so you stopped immediately.

"im sorry for leaving you all alone.. i didnt wanna burden you from my thoughts and.. you know, bullshits.." you cant help but cry at his statement. him? a burden? he was never a burden! "you'll never be a burden to me.m you dummy.." you couldnt help but cry, you kneel beside him and hold onto his other arm, begging him to let you heal him but he wont say only kept refusing it.

"satoru.. please let me heal him.." "no, you cant do that, i cant let you do that.." "please..! satoru please..!" you were desperate to heal him but the two of them kept telling you no.

"im sorry.." Suguru whispered to you, his forehead touching yours as his other hand caress your cheek gently.

"i love you, im sorry.."

"atleast curse me a little at the very end.." were Suguru's last words before Satoru finally ends him, along with something thar Satoru whispered as Suguru died.

you held Suguru's body close to yours, it's cold, the warmth he used to have is no longer there, Suguru is no longer there.

yahallo~ it's been so long since i posted a fic here. i've missed the feeling of it. anyways, i've gotten into the jjk fandom and i grew attached to suguru. but well, all i can say is that i love him and he deserves a second chance and fuck you kenjaku.

[toaster-hair]

There’s a Human in the Neighborhood! (chapter 5)

(important authors note: Hi nyall :3! Sorry i havent written in so long, ive been more hyperfixated on other things like across the spiderverse and lolita fashion, and i’ve also been working on other projects. I have a skullgirls au tumblr blog, my original comic raw!fruit, im redrawing the welcome homes cast’s portraits with my own headcanons added, as well as general oc content. But with welcome homes new update, it motivated me to write again. I feel as though when welcome home is finally finished up, ill rewrite this entire fic to make much more sense. Anyways, heres a content warning. As said before, this fic focuses on how gross human anatomy can confuse wholesome puppets. Its a bit hard to write about gross anatomy stuff without veering into nsfw territory, so suggestions would be appreciated. But this chapter in particular is about periods! The fic is written about a gender neutral AFAB reader, so if youre amab or if periods are just off the table for you, feel free to skip!)

A painful stab at your stomach woke you up from your slumber. “Ough..” your sudden movement spooked your cat. You held your torso in pain, feeling a sharpness in your pants. It was still dark, with the only light being the sun coming through your blinds. You stood up, making your way to the bathroom and….

Blood. Lots and lots of blood stained your undergarments. That explained the sudden pain you were feeling, it was just that time of the month! You went back to your bedroom to make sure you didn’t bleed the bed, grabbed some clean clothes, and turned the shower on. You also grabbed some pads out of the cabinet under the sink. You brought them from your old house but you should probably buy some more later.

You stepped into your shower and let the warm water soak your body head to toe, flourishing yourself with all kinds of soap. Once you were finally cleaned up, you stepped out and dried yourself. You put on your clean clothes, grabbed some pain killers, and went back to bed.

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You woke up once again a few hours later. You got up, did your morning routine, had breakfast, fed your cat, and picked up the phone. You decided you would call in sick because of the pain and nausea. God, why does the first day have to be the most painful? You dialed the number for FishEgg Boba and waited for an answer.

“Helloo? This is FishEgg Bobaaa. How may I help youuu?” You heard Casper answer the phone.

“Hey Casper, It’s Y/N. Uhh.. I know it’s only my second day but I’m calling in sick. I’ve got… cramps real bad. I don’t wanna move that much. Is that okay?” 

“Oooh. Sure that’s fiiine. Just make sure to come in tomorroww. See you thenn. Hope you feel better sooon.” And with that, he ended the call. You felt kind of bad. It was only your second day, and you were taking a break already. You were probably missing out on some training too! But at the same time, everyone made it seem like yesterday you were working too hard when you weren’t even on your period! You can’t imagine what it’ll be like to work like that while on your period. 

You then remembered your plan to get more pads. You were good for now, but it was always a good idea to stock up. You put on some outdoor clothes consisting of some basic gym sweats and a baggy jacket. You gave your kitty a goodbye kiss on the forehead and headed out the door. Gee, this was the second time in a row that you went to Howdy’s. 

Wait… Oh yeah they’re puppets. I forgot. I mean you forgot that they were puppets. Of course they won’t have pads. You went back inside and grabbed some money, looks like you were heading out of town after all. As you headed back out again, you spotted Wally walking out of his house as well. You walked over to him, sense you promised you would chat in the morning last night.

“Hey Wally! You wanted to talk more this morning, right?” you stared down at him. 

“Oh! Yes! I wanted to know about how it went. Ah, but shouldn’t you be at work right now?” he asked.

“Oh, uh.. Yeah, the thing is that I’m uh, not feeling very well. So I’m taking the day off. I’m going back tomorrow though.”

“Ah, I see. You aren’t sick again, are you? Do you want me to go get Poppy?” He held at your knees like a dog jumping on its owner. 

“No, no. Not sick, it's just.. I may gross you out at the explanation?” You gestured with your hands “Is that okay?” You asked. He stared at you with a blank expression but nodded his head.

“Okay so basically uh.. When a human with a womb starts puberty.. Uh, and a womb is used for baby making purposes by the by, their womb starts to shed for a couple of days straight each month. That’s because the womb wants to make a baby but doesn’t have the ingredients to make one, causing the womb to pump out blood. This can cause pain, nausea, all that nasty stuff. That’s just a basic explanation, anyways.” He kind of just. Stared at you with half lidded eyes the entire time. “Uh, I don’t need to explain what blood is right?”

“Oh no, we have that too.”

…

What. 

“W-wait, if you’re bleeding.. Then.. did you just start puberty??” There was this look of anxiety on his face, which felt so odd and out of character.

“No, no, you still bleed even after puberty. Well, that is until you hit your 60’s or something. It’s not gonna go away for a while.. Haha, if I was still that young, I wouldn’t even be here!” You laughed at him a bit. He let out a sigh of relief. 

“Sorry.. I don’t know much about how human bodies work…” He looked away out of embarrassment.

“Oh, I can show you.” You reassured him. “Ah- What??” He stared at you slightly horrified, slightly considering your offer.

“Yeah dude, there’s a ton of books about human anatomy. Going from the bone to the skin. I can order you one online! If you want, of course.” You pulled out your phone and showed him various different anatomy books.

“Oh… No thanks, I'm fine.” He turned down your offer in a slightly disappointed tone.

“That’s fine. I need to go out of town for a bit to go get something, see you later!” You waved goodbye as you started to walk to the train station. You then suddenly felt a sharp pain in your stomach, but you kept on walking.

You couldn’t see him, but you knew he was waving goodbye right back at you.

(A/N: i wrote this in one night i hope you enjoy!! Ill try to include sally and julie in the next chapter :3333)

[bridgyrose]

Blake took a few deep breaths as she felt a little blood drip down her arm and into the sink. The rag she kept pressed against her arm was already stained, part of her daily routine as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. The scars that ran down her arms were just a reminder of the pain she felt, the pain she had tried to leach out to feel herself. And the pain never left no matter how many times she tired. 

“Are you okay in there?” Ruby asked as she knocked on the bathroom door. “You’ve been in there for a while.” 

Blake slowly pulled the rag away from her arm and relaxed a bit when she saw the bleeding had stopped. “Almost done! I just need a few more minutes!” 

“Dont take too long or we’ll be late!” 

“You can go ahead of me!” 

“You’re part of our team, we wont start leaving without you. Even for class.” 

Blake let out a soft sigh as she turned the water on and washed the blood off the knife, taking care to make sure it was disinfected after its use. She knew those words were supposed to be an affirmation of where she belonged, that she had people to belong to who werent going to leave her. But those same words felt hollow. She was part of their team for now, but would she be after they graduated? A year after graduation? Five years? How could she be certain any of them would stick with her? Adam made it clear that no one besides him would want her, and even then she didnt really belong with him. 

Once the blade was cleaned, Blake dried it off carefully and washed her arm to get rid of the dried blood. As the water ran clear as the last of the blood washed away, she bandaged her arm to hide the cut she made and finished getting dressed. Then, she put up a few fake smiles until she found one that she liked on her reflection and walked out of the bathroom. 

Weiss nearly pushed past her as she made her way into the bathroom, the usual scowl on her face. “You nearly take longer than Yang in there!” 

“It takes time to look like this,” Yang retorted. “Besides, she has just as much hair as you and I do. You know it takes a while to get that taken care of.” 

“Still, I’d like to be able to get ready without being late.” 

“Then get up earlier.” 

Blake’s smile became a bit more genuine as she listened to Yang and Weiss argue like they normally did. And yet, it didnt ease the pain she felt about being left behind. That all of this was going to come to an end in the next few months once they graduated. Everyone going their separate ways and not looking back. 

Her smile slowly faded as she packed her backpack with everything she needed for class. Her fingers nearly lingered on each book and notepad she picked up as if this touch was going to be her last. Though she paused as she heard Ruby ask a question she didnt quite catch, her voice almost muffled. “What was that?” 

“I asked if you wanted to come with me to get breakfast,” Ruby asked again. “Weiss will be a little while and the cafeteria will close soon, so going now to get breakfast for everyone might not be a bad plan.” 

Blake nodded and got up once she finished packing her pack. “Sure.” 

“We better hurry then.” 

Blake put up a smile and quietly followed after Ruby. Her smile dropped again without her noticing as she continued to follow, more focused on each step she took than the time she was spending with Ruby. 

“Are you okay?” Ruby asked. 

“Of course-” 

“I mean are you really okay? You’ve seemed… distant.” 

“Distant?” Blake half asked. “I havent been trying to be distant. I’ve been myself.” 

“Well, yeah, but you’ve been quieter.” 

Blake went quiet again as if to prove Ruby’s point, not quite sure what more to say. Her hand went to the newest cut on her arm as she squeezed, unable to tell Ruby what was really on her mind nor could she tell her what she’d been doing in the bathroom that morning. “I-I’m fine,” Blake lied. “Really, I’m fine.” 

“If you say so.” 

“I’d tell you if I wasnt.” *If I could admit I wasnt* Blake thought to herself as she pulled her hand away from her arm. It was easier to try to push those feelings away, those thoughts of being left behind and only useful when people wanted her. And yet, those feelings never went away. Always lingering, looming behind her like a geist ready to take her. 

Her steps slowed until she stopped near an open window, looking out to watch the sunrise. She could remember the days that she used to watch them with her mother and father as they were traveling with the White Fang, the days she’d try to drag Adam out with her, the nights that she had stayed up until the sunrise, just to climb into bed before being dragged out on another mission for Adam. All those moments bittered as she closed her eyes and took a breath. 

“Blake? Blake!” 

She didnt know when she leaned over a bit too far, or that she leaned over the windowsill to begin with. But she opened her eyes as she felt Ruby grab the back of her shirt and call her name, body frozen as she looked down at the pavement below. Her heart stayed at a calm beat, and even as she was pulled back into the hallway she couldnt help but look at Ruby with a near blank stare. 

“I-I… you tried… are you sure everything is okay?” Ruby asked as she sat down next to Blake. 

Blake finally looked away from Ruby and down at the floor, not sure how to answer. It was almost as if her body had been on autopilot, not aware of anything that happened to this point beyond what she had done this morning. Sure, the thoughts of death had enticed her once before, not having to worry about what she’d done or having to deal with her parents again, disappearing to be nothing more than a footnote in other’s lives. 

And yet, she hadnt wanted to die yet. She had wanted to see herself through graduation, see the first few missions she’d find herself after becoming a huntress… it wasnt something she had wanted to give up so easily. Blake finally shook her head and sighed. “I-I dont…. I dont know.” 

“You dont know?” 

“I dont know… I’m not…” Blake slowly started to lift her sleeve, then pulled it back down. She finally looked at Ruby, her voice shaking as she spoke. “I… I dont… want to be alone.” 

Ruby nodded and took Blake’s hand. “You wont be.” 

“But how can I believe that? You all will leave when we graduate and I’ll have to-” 

“None of us are going to leave you. We’re a team, we’ll always stick together. And if life pulls us apart, we’ll find a way to keep in touch.” 

Blake slowly nodded and wiped away a few tears. “Can… can we talk after class? I… I need to talk to all of you.” 

“Are you sure you’ll be okay until then?” 

“I will. I need to keep going. For you.”

[anotherfloridaman]

Somewhere, beyond the sea~

Comment if you want more!

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Iruma~ can you be a good boy and clean the bathroom?

Iruma! Do you think you can be a good boy and put away these heavy boxes?

Iruma… we’re really low on money, and the rich people want a bear skin rug, do you think you can be a dear, and fight it for us?

Iruma, we dont have money for bait, can you be a good boy and…

Iruma…

Iruma…

Iruma, you know you need to come back to us, don’t be a bad boy! What happened to you? You were such a good boy, and now your greedy and spoiled! You know he doesnt really care about you. But we do! Thats why we had you do all of this! Come home! Be a good boy and come home!

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Shivering, a cold feeling runs up iruma’s spine, and he opens his eyes ten minutes before his hellraiser clock started screaming at the room. He stares at the blanket around his shoulders and just breathes. Deep breathes. Dee–

SCREEEEEAACH, SCREEEEEEAACH, SCREEE–

“Good morning my dear grandson! How did you sleep? What did you dream about! I hope it made you happy!” The questions rattled off in iruma’s head, words bouncing around in his skull until they break into each letter, sporadically slamming into his skull until they realised they needed to be understood.

Iruma blinks, then answers “G-good morning grandpa, i slept great! But i think running around in my dreams made me really hungry, i have no idea how that happened.” Iruma scratched the back of his neck, knowing it was obvious he was trying to change the subject .

But still, Sullivan was merciful. “I think its a good thing Opera made more breakfast than usual this morning! But how about we get you dressed first?” Sullivan said the middle part a little louder than nessecary, and now wants to stall time for his cat butler, iruma concludes. Ah, poor Opera.

“Okay grandpa? I havent had help getting dressed before.” The boy is nervous, mostly because he remembers having injuries on his chest and stomach, he doesn’t even know what his back looks like.

His dream rings in his ears again, and before he can actually spiral into the depths of disaster, the egg version of his grand father comes from the abyss and says, “I think this could suit you perfectly today! Will you wear it iruma?” Its a simple t shirt and shorts, but iruma needs to go to school.

A laugh escapes the boy, then the reply “Grandpa, that’s not a uniform, and i need to stay in dress code for school! What would professor Kalego think?”

“Well, i could give you special permission to wear whatever you like! You could even go to school with nothing on!” The disgusted looks of his classmates and teachers flashed through his head as he imagined that senario.

“nothanksgrandpa…” iruma managed to stutter out, he avoided the dream, now he needs to avoid this. “Alright, lets get you into a proper uniform then!” The old egg dashed to the closet, excitedly rummaging through the identical uniforms to find the cutest one.

Iruma sighed, hoping the ‘grand reveal’ would go well. He unbottoned his shirt and pulled it away from his shoulders, waiting for the older demon to turn around.

“OOH! I think this would be LOVELY for your smile!” He spins and glances at iruma’s frame then back to the uniform… then looks at iruma’s chest, the uniform, his chest, and just sets the outfit to the side.

“Iruma, are you in pain?” That catches the boy off guard, he thought at best, Sullivan would cry for him and call him his baby, at worse, Sullivan would be disgusted and throw him to the human world. “Uh, no, not anymore. Most of these happened when i was really young anyway.” Sullivan crooked and eyebrow, “Most? If you feel comfortable, can you tell me about the ones you do remember?”

“Sure, uh…” iruma didnt know where to start, he looked at his arm and saw a pair of jagged marks, “Oh! This is from a wolf fish that was caught in a lobster trap, it had a lot of teeth… and this is when i was running from the mafia, i dont think i was able to take out that bullet…” and so it went. Iruma said where some scars came from, and others, he just said “i cant remember.”

There was one scar in particular, that looked recent, but mostly healed over. It was one, long, slightly tilted scar over Iruma’s spine, it covered over older, smaller scars and started from the base of his neck to mid-back. “And do you know where this one came from?” Sullivan inqurires to the boy, fearing someone was responsible.

Iruma reached around himself, and Sullivan saw two things…

One, he saw teethmarks on the boy’s waist, too dull to be demon, so a human bit him?

Two, he’s sure he saw something move inside of the wound. It was an instant, and he was distracted by the tooth marks, which he will be bringing up soon. “Oh yeah, i was taking out trash in a resteraunt, and a can that was open slashed my back. I guess i shouldve checked if any had their lids out.”

Sullivan didn’t know how to respond, so he took his finger and traced the outside of the bite, unintentionally tickeling the child and making him jolt away from the hand, laughing. Until he realised where Sullivan touched.

“Where-“ “i cant remember.” Iruma stared the demon in the eye, with a burning passion Sullivan had only seen in him and when training with Opera. Sullivan let it go -for now- and helped the young human into his uniform.

Opera laid down the last tray and stepped away from the tabe just as the two of them came into the room. A feast fit for three kings sat in front of the boy, steaming, frozen, or even boiled to perfection.

“Good morning Master Iruma, how was your rest?” The cat-like servant was glad they made things that were quick to serve for the extra food.

After Iruma left with Clara and Azz, Sullivan pulled Opera into his side and declaired to the feline, “Iruma needs love, make sure you give him the attention a child needs.”

“Yes Master Sullivan.” Opera was just as confused as when Sullivan brought Iruma home. They love the young master, he eats the food they make, keeps his room clean, is always polite, and never was there a problem with ill words.

“Just be sure to remind him that he’s safe with us.” That raised a flag in Opera’s head, something must’ve happened when Sullivan was alone with the boy.

Whatever it is, they hope Iruma will be well.

[rookiesbookies]

So im so upset, i accidentally deleted an ask.

Here’s the sex doll price fic I got asked for, and i outlined out they work my beloved anon, im sorry😭

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So I saw your question and I outlined how it works more in this post (if you havent seen it) and Im getting ready to write the Konig piece, however I want to make it really special so im going to hype it up a bit more and here’s a Price one because I felt like writing him!

Price’s story of getting bought goes much like all the other’s. His lady is lonely one night, flips through some infomercials because there’s nothing good on and she figured they’d be entertaining she guessed? It was a better idea than Steinfeld reruns for the fifteenth time, and nothing streaming was updated or good. It was a rare mood.

It came on for the dolls and she fell in love with the way he moved, smiled, his eyes. It was like the tv knew how much she loved the soft eyes of an older man.

She slid off her couch and onto the floor before she punched in the number on the phone to call, saying she wanted Price.

It took time before he was there. She felt different, he has been marketed as a companion robot on the tv. One that could walk, talk, cook, clean. It would be nice having someone to take care of the house while she was at work.

When the mystery box was on her doorstep with the gibberish, she assumed what it was based on the size.

It took a long time of struggling to get it through the door. She tore into it almost immediately. She didnt even get him out of the box before she planted a soft kiss to his lips, just as the commercial said. His eyes fluttered open and she was met with the same soft eyes she first saw.

He was swift. Reconnecting his lips to her and moving out of his box without much effort. She slid back to make room for his large form, when she hit the wall he crawled over her.

“I was told you were a companion,” she said softly eyes, trained on his lips then flicking up to his eyes.

“Companions do lots of different things. There are plenty of different types of companions, love.” His rough hands came up to her face, thumb grazing over her lower lip. “It just so happens to be my directive to be a certain kind of companion.”

Her body felt like it was on air the whole time, like her nerves were cushioned by personal clouds as he worked.

He was swift, putting her on her hands and knees before working off her pants and underwear. His mouth connected with her lower lips and began work. He was delicate but hungry.

Once he got her what he deemed wet enough he used his knee to move her thighs apart, pulling his pants down.

“Breath, love.” He whispered sweetly into her ear after spitting into his hand, rubbing it over his cock, “remember to breath.”

He let it rest in her for a long time. She fell onto her forearms, debating letting her mouth hang open so drool could fall.

He was rhythmic and juicy. Everything she imagined. She was so high up she almost didn’t register she was about to cum until it happened. He didn’t seem to orgasm, surprisingly, but he didn’t seem to care, maybe he did - well she had no clue. He picked her up and wondered her home until he found the bathroom, drawing her bath before washing her gently and putting her to better not long after drying her.

Worth every penny.

Masterlist is pinned on profile as always, check out my AU list for more like this. Don’t forget to leave me a comment (i always try to respond) or a request in my inbox (i also try to respond to these when I can), a reblog, or even just a like to let me know what yall want to see!

[irotinmyroom]

Could u tell me more about Mason aka your creepypasta oc?? They seem interesting-

IM GLAD HE SEEMS INTERESTING!! i pretty much just made him (and i havent fully perfected his story yet) but ill just put some things about him here!! i'll probably make a big post later explaining his story, like i did with my other oc elias which you can find here (i dont rlly like the art on that post anymore so dont judge!!!!)

ANYWAYS starting off, he's practically a ghost, or some paranormal entity (haven't really decided yet and a ghost sounds too cliche to me) and he kinda just aimlessly wanders around the forest, not really able to accept that he's actually dead.

i'm not gonna get tooo in depth with the story cause i havent really figured out the full story yet, but the basic premise is that before his death, he was a pretty socially awkward kid, and didn't really fit in much at school, but he still enjoyed it either way!! he had (and mostly still does) a strong love for photography, human nature, wildlife and SCIENCE!! in his science class specifically, he met this guy named cole, and they bonded over their shared liking of science. cole was quite popular, and practically led him on (knowing that mason started developing feelings for him) leading to his eventual death. (will elaborate on that in the post i make later on when i figure stuff out!) after his death, he got revenge on bro!! leading to him wandering around in the forest which he died in and soon finding slenderman, and slenderman taking him in as a 'proxy'!!! (i have a type(?) (kinda) of a slendermansion au) though he still lives in the forest, not really.. remembering much of that specific encounter, causing him to get lost a LOT.

FUN FACTS ABOUT HIM CAUSE!!! needs to be included

favorite animal is foxes!! his favorite flower is sunflowers, and he LOVESSS statues!!! he also really enjoys writing and literature in general! (he has a very big vocabulary!!!)

he has a unilateral incomplete cleft lip, which im not very good at drawing, but its there! also freckles spread across his nose and cheeks, and he also has heterochromia. (green and brown!!) his nose pretty much constantly bleeds, he WOULD be that kid in class that has to go to the bathroom/nurse for a bloody nose daily.

in his post-death form, he has a huge messy hole/gash in the side of his stomach, as well as a similar one on his left calf that expands onto the front of his leg a bit. he's semi-transparent with his form taking on a green-ish tint!

he has a hard time seeing things up close, so he occasionally will wear glasses, although rarely.. another little small detail is that he found a tube of mascara in the woods once and curiously just kinda.. put it on and has been wearing it ever since, even though its so messy due to how he just goes for it and CANT CLEAN OFF HIS FACE!! the fact that he probably smells like burning leaves is another thing i put in my notes app 4 some reason but you get the vision

something i was thinking about and jotted down in my notes app about him is that if he was a type of painting (in his post-death form) he'd be a messy, soft watercolor with sharp and ragged lineart (if that makes sense?) and also with types of art, i feel like he'd be performance art. just a thought i had that i thought was rlly cool!!

tldr i love my oc!!!! thank you for the ask, anon!! sorry about this being super long and also kinda hard to understand, but i promise ill make it easier to read whenever i do make a big post about him!! thank u for reading

[littleoceanfairy]

It's ok

Eric Coulter x reader Fandom: Divergent Words: 868

*Trigger warning* mentions of injury, Eric being rude (as always), fluff?

Three weeks since the fractionless had been caught in the warehouse. Three weeks since you almost died because a bullet hit you. And two weeks since you left the infirmary and Lynn started helping you out in your day to day life. She brought you food and kept you and your apartment looking decently clean. Even Eric came over after Leader-meetings to give you updates on everything going on outside of your safe zone.

The injury had left you unable to move your arm properely, but the doctors said it would take a few months and then a lot of training to get everything back to how it was before. So you were stuck in your apartment with noting better to do than to think about how you could have missed the shooter that day.

"So Max would offer you to work in the control rooms until you have recovered.", Eric's words snap you back to reality and you direct your gaze at him. "I don't want to go back to work yet and Max knows about that.", you sigh and pull your knees up towards your chest. "You need to go outside again y/n. People are talking and making up stories about what actually happened. Dauntless don't behave like this after an injury like that!", the tall man almost jumps up from your sofa and towers over you. "When was the last time you got shot Coulter?", glaring up at him you also lift yourself off the couch an walk past him. "During initiation. Because I am aware of my surroundings while on a mission.", stopping dead in your tracks you turn back around and face Eric. "Well you should report my carelessness to Max then and get me kicked out of here. See how long it takes for me to shoot you as a fractionless.", the words come out even harsher than you intended but the laugh that leaves Erics mouth makes you even angrier. "I'll get going then. Better to catch Max in his office than on his way to his woman.", you slam shut the door to your bathroom while Eric still makes his way toward your front door.

Getting the black shirt over your head without moving too much of your right arm was a challenge which had you cursing quietly until you where completely naked an inside the shower. The hot water hitting your skin soothed the soarness from sleeping on one side for weeks almost instantly and you calmed down until it happened. A bottle of Shampoo fell to the ground and instinctively you reach for it with your injured arm. Screaming out in pain you held your arm and instantly turned off the water.

Mere seconds later the door bursts open and there he was standing and looking around the slightly foggy room - Eric. "Get the fuck out of my apartment Coulter!", you try to cover your naked body from his cold, blue eyes as he quickly turns around and faces the wall. "What did you do now? I could hear your scream out in the hallway.", is that a worried undertone in his voice you could hear? "Well what does it look like? I am taking a shower.", you spit out sarcasticly while trying to get a towel wrapped around you.

"Don't lie to me Y/n. Do you need help?", you can see his muscles tensing as you step out of the shower. "I don't need your help or pity, Eric.", "I don't pity you Y/n. We are worried about you. Well fuck - I am worried about you. You havent left this apartment in almost a month and talked to no one beside Lynn and me.", he turns around and almost smashes into you. "You worry about me? Are you even capeable of that Eric?", instead of taking a step back you stand your ground and stare up at the tall man. "I want to take care of you and", "I can take care of myself just fine.", you interrupt him and stab a finger into his chest. "You can go and take care of some initiates or the fractionless but you don't need to take care of me.", "Y/n can you please calm down and listen to what I'm trying to say?", Eric grabs your wrist and actually manages to shut you up by pulling you even closer towards him. "I want to take care of you. I want to be there for you so you don't get hurt like this anymore. While getting you back here I thought you died in my arms and I realized that I need you more, than you need me.", he almost whispers the last part and you look up at him. "Will you say you love me right now?", your voice is barely audible and a choked up laugh leaves Erics lips. "Don't do this now Y/n. You know me better than anyone else here. I would never say that to anyone.", he let's go of your hand but you stay close to him. "Well that's pretty rude of you. But it's ok. I would also never say that to anyone.", a slight smile crosses both of your lips.