#'oh that's the boy that kira likes'

[letthestorieslive]

Ken really likes Scott.

He can’t help it, that boy is really nice. In general but to his daughter too (Kira talks a lot about him at home: how nice is he, how he remembered her name, how he has dimples, how-). 

Point is: Scott seems like a really good guy and Ken likes him.

Then, he gets to know him and. AND. Ken likes him even more! Because he is as goofy as him! And he also makes silly faces! And combined with the ones Kira makes (because Ken taught her right, despise his beloved wife’s killer, but fond, always fond, eye rolls), Ken is going to have the most perfect grandchildren.

(Well, once they would be dating each other, for now apparently it isn’t the case, although Ken is not as sure about it as Kira might be, but youngsters keep confusing him these days, and despite working in high school and seeing them interact every day, there are some implicit rules that he can’t quite grasp, just like why no one wanted to be friend with his daughter...)

So yeah, Ken watches Kira and Scott talking and walking down the school corridor and he feels like he is winning. 

[dawnlitbouquet]

I've been hunkering down in Gundam Seed JP Twitter and it has been extremely enlightening, especially since I haven't rewatched the main series in a while. Things I forgot, things I actually remember but see in a new light...

Some people love/hate the new movie on there, but I've seeing a lot of people find it good - because it makes the point that 'Kira didn't actually heal from the events of Gundam Seed, and now that he's back on the battlefield without Lacus his sanity is hanging by a thin thread'.

A bunch of people pulling receipts on the discriminatory behaviours/opinions even Kira's friends had possessed unconsciously (in Sai's case, kind of... A bit more blatantly than most back when Kira didn't even pull shit, which had me hissing through my teeth...), the things that isolated Kira into thinking he has to handle things on his own (Tolle's death when he tried fighting by his side, for example), a comparison of behaviours between Murrue who gave him a bow of respect vs his friends who tell him 'we'll distract ZAFT as EA soldiers while you're on the refugee shuttle!' oblivious to the actual dangers because they were only ever on the bridge (haha,,,,, the fact this saved them even if it backed Kira into a corner,,,,,,,, ffffffuck)

Back to the movie, I've seen some mixed reactions about the second half, but!!! I'm generally seeing a lot of people looking at first half Kira and going 'my sad baby. my poor meow meow. get whumped.'

Again, this is all JP twitter, not EN, and definitely not the actual movie - but seeing people's reactions have been an entertaining ride.

[bumblingbabooshka]

Jake Sisko - Poplar Street “One night Mrs. Moore she made her eyes at me Pulled me through her door and stuck her teeth in deep”

[mxbitters]

spent the last hour and a half getting emotional watching the dark crystal while my cat also watches the dark crystal but specifically the small animal puppets as they move across the screen lmao

[kirigear]

Forget the cars why is a homeless person existing near you such a problem? Explain that without sounding classist

i obviously do not think it is bad to exist near homeless people, i was listing it as an example of a ridiculous and overblown fear. car-centric culture and many drivers also tend to disparage public transport because of the possibility of seeing poor/homeless people, which i also think is ridiculous. i was not expecting that post to blow up and didn't think i had to clarify that

[readingwriter92]

Starts watching ds9

completely ignores the timeline that states there’s a mirror universe ep

[luminisvii]

i keep wanting to go into a detailed explanation as to why kira yamato isn't a good character and why he specifically drags down so much of seed, but i still don't think i can get much better than his common nickname of kira jesus yamato. like on the one hand, that really doesn't get into why he is a poorly written character and why this causes such antipathy with many people and the fandom at large. on the other, well, can you get any more succinct and correct than that? no matter what i say, that nickname will say it better

[notiddygxthgf]

Rindou's the fucking type to act all hot shit when you ogle at his tattoos -- only for him to fucking lose it when you start grazing over them lightly 😋

cw: lemon, suggestive language, use of the nickname mama and princess.

oh, absolutely.

rindou has trouble letting his walls down around other people, even you. he feels like he has to keep up the whole intimidating bad boy exterior, even when it's just the two of you alone like this.

you know his weak spot, though.

he had you pinned into his bed, arms thrown around his shoulders -- hands tangled in his soft, blond hair while he kissed you like his life depended on it. His lips were gentle, soft, reassuring. The way he slipped his tongue into your mouth with a quiet groan, however, was the opposite.

you shuddered, freeing one of your hands from his hair while the other tugged at the strands in your grasp. you pulled away from the kiss to look at him -- your beautiful boy, your roman statue, your eros.

your eyes trailed down his muscular arms, down his toned, scarred chest. they followed the intricate swirls and spikes of ink that covered half of his body, his being. you hummed quietly, letting your fingers ghost over the tattoo, over his abs.

"you're so pretty," you remarked breathlessly. "you know that?"

rindou peered down at you with wide eyes. you could practically see the gears turning in his head, the rolodex of witty retorts in his mind failing for a brief moment as he struggled to reply. finally, he averted his gaze.

and he was fucking blushing.

you traced your thumb over the spiral that dipped down into his sweats -- where your hand bumped the conspicuous tent in his black sweatpants. you followed the pattern up, over the six bumps that defined his abdomen, the ink that licked up the side of his v-line.

rindou shuddered, pink lips parting to release a trembling breath.

he was normally so quiet in bed. but you? you made him fold. you knew all of his weak points.

"you okay, papa?" you asked teasingly, following the slope of his tattoo up to his chest. "you want me?"

"fuck, baby," he breathed through a grin. "don't call me that."

"or what?" you raised a brow. you dropped your hand to the prominent bulge in his pants, cupping it softly.

rindou whimpered quietly. the action seemed to catch even him off guard.

"all this..." you trailed off, drawing mindless shapes over his bulge. "for me, right? all mine?"

rindou didn't answer. he bit his lip instead, doing his best not to whine like some sort of dog. shit, you knew how to work him over.

"say it," you reiterated, squeezing him through the fabric off his sweats.

"yours," rindou panted. "fuck, 'm yours, princess."

he couldn't help it. your touch made him lose his shit every single fuckin' time.

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[madarasfloofyhair]

okay. my favourite details from the death note musical london performance:

the booklet being paged right to left. with a page at the end saying "you're reading in the wrong direction!"

okay but MISA MISA HAVING LIKE 5 BACK-UP DANCERS LITERALLY ALSO DRESSED UP AS MISA MISA (it was so funny to see them dance around her)

light being dragged along by sayu to misa's concerts. like the Older Brother he is.

misa's concert on stage literally had a rap segment it was WILD

sayu later fangirling over misa's 'latest song' in light's bedroom only for him to be having a life crisis right next to her because of the message in the lyrics. he was sat there like...."ill gladly give you half my years"????

L keeping the "yagami-san", "light-kun" when he talked to them!!!!!! (naturally only happened one time each BUT STILL IT WAS COOL)

ryuk taking any and every opportunity to be sassy. the audience laughed tons at his lines in particular.

like light saying "they're calling it divine justice!" and him responding "or oooh, you know, mass murder. that totally has a ring to it too :D"

L's iconic "well, light...you're the first friend I've ever had." and "what? why are you staring at me? is it...because im the only one who has sweets?" (they changed it slightly cause I think he had marshmallows on a stick? and was walking around with it, gesturing)

after the tennis match, light threw down his racket at L's feet and L held both rackets up awkwardly like a peace offering as he walked towards him

but I swear L nearly DROPPED THEM when misa arrived, I just loved watching him slip into the crowd of fans all eagerly and then the phone call scene afterwards. so iconic.

rem's. vocals. were insane. Borrowed Time. was also amazing.

PUNS ??? during misa's interrogation scene, she's naturally defending light, saying he's not kira, but also defending kira all "kira has saved us all! he's taken away the darkness in society!" ONLY TO HAVE L SNAP BACK "so....light?"

then after this one song finishes, L exclaims "Light!" out of like realisation but then the stage lights actually turn on and he's like.... "oh. convenient :)"

the way the music played in between songs during dialogue was SO GOOD it was really satisfying.

AND THEN THEY REALLY HAD LIGHT SAY "well. they do say the pen is mightier than the sword." near the end. that's just CHEESY

light. laughing. as he was winning against L at the end. "I just wanted to see your face as you realised I won :)" unhinged arrogant boy

only to have him panicking and snivelling on the ground all pathetic as he realises what ryuk's about to do.

and so, at the end. ryuk was sat at the big red chair at the centre after killing light. watching over everything. both dead bodies. the last haunting requiem. it was such a menacing and powerful sight.

[theredflagsjustlooklikeflags]

Hello! Omg I'm so excited you're writing for death note! Can i get a gender neutral reader who maybe helps light or saves his life by pulling him out of the way of a car or something, and he becomes fixated on the and kind of like dedicates his cause as kira towards them?

Of course, love . Sorry for the delay. Death Note has always been one of my favorite shows to write for so I’m a more then thrilled to fulfill your request. Hope you enjoy the story!

Innocence (Yandere! Light Yagami X Reader)

Trigger warnings: I don’t think there are any for this story, but if I missed one, let me know)

Light Yagami needed to follow his normal routine and arrive home. He only had short amount of time where he could write names in the Death Note. Light was cleansing the world, one criminal at a time. In time, he will become the god of the new world.

Although, one thing always troubled him. When he did in fact elimante L, where would Light go from there?

The simple answer was he’d continue killing those making the world rotten and Kira’s reign would prosper.

Wouldn't it be lonely ruling the world by himself? Light never paid that idea much thought. He would never find someone who’d meet his ideals and intellect.

What Light didn’t account for was someone special making their way into his life.

The teenager was in deep thought as he made their way out of the school grounds in the pouring rain.

Without warning, a force hit Light. His umbrella went flying through the air until it cascades onto the drenched sidewalk. He braced himself and closed his eyes as he waited for the fall, but it never came.

Light cautiously opened his eyes to see what stopped him from landing on the ground. The seventeen year old wasshocked to find a good looking high schooler holding tightly onto his arm.

He noticed they were wearing a uniform extremely similar to his own. This mystery person had to have be attending the same school. They were very attractive so Light figured they were probably pretty popular. If that were the case, how come Light couldn’t recognize them. He knew everyone in his classes and he was certainly popular himself. The teen contemplated over the idea that they could be a transfer but Light came to the conclusion that that couldn’t have been the case. He’d be most likely been asked to show them around. The teen would nevee forget a persons face that was constructed like a god/goddess.

Once Light regained his composure, ( Reader) let go of him and leaned down to pick up Light’s discarded umbrella. They handed it out towards him and released an apologetic smile.

Once Light held the umbrella, the other person gave a low bow. They spoke softy, but Light could still hear them over the pitter patter of the rain.

“Please forgive me, Yagami-san. I apologize for hurting you. A car was swerving and looked like it was heading straight towards you.”

(Reader) was terrified to look up from their position. They’d figure Light would simply glare and start to reprimand them. They didn’t have much experience with popular kids.

“Oh, It’s alright, uh…” The teen trailed off, hoping the other would finish his sentence.

“(Reader’s full name).”

“That was very brave of you.” (Reader) looked up at him, puzzled.

“Thank you, but I’m sure anyone would of helped you. I’m no one special.”

“I’m not so certain of that.” Light smiled a bit.

Reader simply nodded in response. The teen expected that to be the end of their discussion with Light Yagami but he did something that shocked them.

Light held out the umbrella so it was protecting both (Reader) and himself from the downpour. This small act of kindness meant the world to (Reader), as they tended to always be ignored by their peers.

The high schooler motion for them to walk together.

How could they possibly refuse Light’s offer without looking rude? If Light Yagami thought (Reader) was rude then they could kiss the days of being a nobody goodbye. They didn’t know much about the teenage boy besides the fact that he was popular and top of the class in terms of intelligence. (Reader) feared they would become the topic of what those kids whisper in the hallway. They’d become the focus of their cold glares.

So they walked with Light.

The two students made causal conversation as they made their way down the street. At first it was awkward but soon they were joking with each other as if they were old friends. Light found out that (Reader) was in almost all of his classes. They explained how they tended ti keep quiet and lurk in the background.

Each word (reader) spoke, resulted in Light coming to the conclusion that made the type of person that Kira was trying to protect.

They were good,hard working, honest and most of all innocent.

He needed to protect them. No, Kira would protect (Reader) and those like them.

He may of just found his partner. Someone to rule the world with him.

“I can’t wait to make you mine, (Reader).” Light muttered to himself.

(Reader) pretended to be oblivious to what her new acquaintance said but in truth, they heard him and they didn’t know what to think.

[hightwers]

ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT ─── DBF! DILF!ANAKIN SKYWALKER

summary: dad's been friends with anakin forever, of course you've always had a crush on him, who wouldn't, i mean, look at him. and yeah, guys your age are fine, but maybe you just need someone... older. warnings: age gaps ( reader is 18+ ), unprotected sex ( wrap it up before you tap it ! ) mentions of handjobs, mentions of blowjobs, p in v sex, pussy eating, fingering, inappropriate relationships and minors dni; ageless blogs will be blocked.

it was her first summer she didn't go to her mother's; and this had been premeditated, of course. this was the first year she was old enough for her dad's best friend anakin. to be truthful, she'd always noticed that the girls he brought around were always a little young.

younger than him, much younger than him. not that anakin was old, but he had always had a taste for younger girls, kept him young is what he said.

the minute she stepped onto her dad's back patio, anakin let out a wolf whistle. "there she is, lady of the hour," he teases as he takes a sip from the glass bottle of beer in front of him.

"hardly a lady," her father scoffed. "she's got all the boys at school wrapped around her finger,"

anakin laughs. "do you really, cupcake?"

she rolls her eyes. "can't call me that, i've grown," she replies with a grin.

anakin rolls his eyes, running a hand through his hair. its darker now, she can only assume he's dyed it because of his age. "i'm sure you have, sweetheart," he shoots back almost instantly.

anakin rakes his eyes over her frame and lands on the shorts, showing off her legs, nice and thick in all the right places. "those boys, eh?" he asks teasingly.

she shrugs. "nothing serious, just... a distraction," she says as her father hands her a glass of iced tea as she plopped down onto the chair in between her father and anakin.

anakin raises an eyebrow. "what about the sucker from new years?" he asks.

she shrugs. "too serious, too young," she responds as she looks up at him and bit her lip.

there it was. anakin knew this all too well. when a girl would approach him, they all did this thing.

they all looked up at him from underneath their eyelashes and bite their lips.

and most times, they ended up with their hands around his cock or with their lips wrapped around his cock, in no particular order.

he fights the urge to groan and he glances at her. "too young? what are you? a cougar?" he teases.

"oh please, you aren't any better, i remember all the pretty girls." she reminds him. "so young, older than me but still young, what was the last one? kira? maiah? avery?" she asks.

"you're not funny," he shoots back and his eyes flit to her father sitting next to them before leaning down and whispering in her ear, "keep this up, and i'll fuck that attitude out of you,"

something inside her shifts and she swallows the lump in her throat; he notices and he lets out a low laugh. "oh you'd like that, huh, sweetheart?" he asks softly.

she bit her lip. "no," she said before looking at her dad and looking back at anakin. "you shouldn't say these things, he could hear you,"

"please sweetheart, most times he just talks into a stupor, he'd never notice a thing, you could be sucking me off and man will be still talking a mile a minute,"

she crossed her legs, attempting to relieve the building coil in her being. "anakin," she warned him.

they turn their heads to look at her father, talking to himself and not having a care in the world. "hey dad," she says.

her father glances at her. "hmm?"

"I'm driving anakin to the store, he uh needs a new pack of cigarettes,"

he waves them off and she dashes into the house with anakin in tow.

he shuts the door behind her and she bolted towards the hallway, anakin chasing her and pinning her against the wall. "someone needs an attitude adjustment," he murmurs in her ear. "talking about all my girls, and yet, you act like them,"

she glances at him. "as if you could ever pull another girl my age," she shot back. "you're getting old,"

he runs his tongue along the inside of his lip. "say that again sweetheart,"

"you're getting old," she says again, more force behind her voice. "nobody's gonna want you,"

he grabs her hair, tugging it so her head tilts back, his free hand snaking down her body, grazing the skin of her navel. "these shorts of yours, they're a little short, you walk around like this on campus? looking like a slut?"

something inside her melts at his touch and she shakes her head. "oh no? you get fucked good by those boys at that college?" he asks as his fingers dip into her shorts, caressing her pearl through her panties.

a small breathy moan escapes her lips and he chuckles. "look at you, sweet girl, all needy for me,"

he pauses his ministrations before glancing at her, sinking to his knees, "i bet you're pretty down here too," he murmurs, swiping a stripe between her thighs with his fingers.

her back arched against the wall and he pressed his free hand against her navel, stilling her, "christ, you're soaked and i've barely even touched you," he teased as he tugged the shorts down her thighs, ignoring how she shivered as the cool air grazes her skin.

he pockets her thong, his fingers swiping at her arousal between her thighs, rubbing the slick mound, spreading her slick, the pads of his fingers teasing against her folds and his thumb rubbing at her pearl. he presses his lips together and glanced at her, "i bet you taste good too," he whispers as he pressed a kiss to her pussy.

she let out a soft moan, his tongue flicking at her clit, he devours her, licking and nipping in all the right places, teasing her, making sure his tongue left no crevice unexplored.

she'd heard the stories from girls in her hall of how anakin skywalker ate pussy like a man starved, she just never expected to be the one writhing on his tongue with his nose bumping against her clit, providing a delicious amount of friction.

he licks, sucks, and swirls his tongue around her clit, his fingers buried deep inside her as they work in tandem, his fingers matching the pace of his tongue, each drag of his fingers against her walls sent a new wave of pleasure through her being.

she burns everywhere he touches and she burns everywhere he doesn't. at a particular nip on her clit, she bursts on his tongue, her juices coating his lips, and he pulled away from her, wiping at his mouth with the tattoo sleeve.

fuck. if she hadn't just cum, she would've done it again with how he seemed unbothered as her juices dripped down his lips, down his throat, and onto his chest.

he tugged down his pants and gave his cock, a couple of rough strokes, before glancing at her. "said i'd fuck the attitude outta you, didn't i sweetheart?"

he grips her hips, guiding himself in between her legs, letting out a low hiss when he enters her tight pussy. "fuck, you're tight," he mutters as he begins to move.

she glances at him as he begins to move, her fingers digging into his back, clawing at his back, her lips omitting a string of slurred curse words with his name falling off her lips as if it were a prayer.

"god," she moans and he shakes his head.

"no, god can't help you now sweetheart," he murmurs, gripping her tighter as he moves deeper into her, placing her hand on her navel as he thrusts deep into her cervix, a small bulge forming in her belly.

"see that? feel that?" he asks softly. "that's how deep i am, sweetheart, gonna fill you up so good, you'll never think about fucking one of those little boys,"

she cries out and its enough to push them both over the edge, spilling his seed into her, her fingers tangling in his hair and tugging it roughly as he buried his face in her neck as he came.

"good girl," he whispers against her slick skin. "all you needed was an attitude adjustment,"

author's note: c'est saia, heyyy. so this took me a while but it was based off a joke i made on my friend bel's (ioveanakin on tiktok ) tiktok edit. but what did we think?? i don't think i'll continue teacher's pet as i lost inspiration for it. but what do we think about dad's best friend anakin?? let me know!!

[dylobilysmomg]

Cabin Fever

𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝗧𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝗳

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗸𝗶 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 𝟯.𝟭𝗸+

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪 𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝘂𝗯 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗶 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗽𝗻𝘃, 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅 (𝗪𝗥𝗔𝗣 𝗨𝗥 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗕𝟰 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗬!)

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𝗔/𝗡: 𝗚𝘂𝘆𝘀 𝗜’𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗧𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝗳 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜’𝗺 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗦𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗲. 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺. 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴! 𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 (𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀!) 𝗠𝘆 𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗲. 𝗡𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. 𝗟𝘂𝘃 𝘆𝗮!!

𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙛! 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙚𝙧!

Going to Lydia’s cabin over spring break was by far your favorite thing about break. It was a tradition you all started sophomore year. As soon as you guys could drive, it was cabin every spring; and it was always a blast. Lydia’s cabin was gorgeous, and huge! It wouldn’t be dramatic to say there were like 10 bedrooms in that thing. It was massive, complete with a pool, hot-tub, and of course the lake that the backyard deck overlooked.

It was about 6 pm by the time you and your friends arrived. You and Stiles rode in your car, which was quite the hassle. Stiles doesn’t like to leave Roscoe unattended for so long. However, he couldn’t fight the fact that your car was newer (a lot newer) and therefore more reliable to go the 3 hour drive down to the cabin. So, Stiles drove your car. You two pulled up to the cabin and parked behind Scott and Allison in the roundabout driveway; Lydia and Kira in front of them, and Malia and Isaac behind you.

“Finally!” You groan, unbuckling and opening the door to climb out. Stiles does the same and you both stretch after being cooped up for 3 hours. The others park and get out of their cars, grabbing their bags and making their way toward the front door to the cabin.

“Y’all ready to do this?!” Scott tells from the porch, bags in his hands. Your friends woop in unison. “Every year, baby!” Stiles shouts back, grabbing his totes bags. You grab yours and follow your friends inside.

Once inside, everyone disperses, chit chatting while deciding which rooms they’re picking, how long the drive was, how excited they are, etc. You leave Stiles to chat with Scott as you catch up to Lydia and Kira to chat with them as they walk to their room for the week. Allison trots up to you girls, leaving Scott with the boys and Malia.

“So I see you three survived the drive.” You say to them as you three enter Lydia and Kira’s bedroom and they drop their bags to the floor. “Barely, Kira slept the whole time, I was practically asleep at the wheel!” Lydia counters, Kira giggling. “Hey I was catching up on some zzzs for the party we’re having tonight.” Kira replies. “Exactly! I’ve been dreaming about this trip for weeks, I’m dying to party! Allison says excitedly. “I wouldn’t call it a party, Allison.” Lydia says, “I would! You don’t need the whole school to throw a party. All you need is some alcohol, some music—“ “And me.” Lydia interrupts, flipping her hair and giggling.

“So, what’s the deal with you and Stiles this year, things are different.” Allison asks, nudging my shoulder with here. Though this is our third year as a friend group coming down to the cabin, this is the first that me and Stiles are attending as an item. “I don’t think it’ll feel any different than how we are at home. I mean, it’s not like we don’t have sleepovers or party together in Beacon Hills. Why would this be any different?” You say. “Becauseeee it’s a romantic getaway, with a side of friends and fun of course!” Kira interjects.

You scoff at her, playfully rolling your eyes in response. “Oh come onnnnn Y/N, this is the perfect time to make a real sexy move on him.” Lydia chirps in. “Oh please, being sexy is definitely not my thing. That charm doesn’t come that easily for me as it does you, Lyd.” You answer, and Allison giggles, but nonetheless agreeing with you. “I don’t believe that for a second. I know for a fact that Stiles has said how sexy you are just about a million times.” Lydia interjects, and you laugh. “Well yeah, of course he thinks I am, but that doesn’t mean that I think I am.” How did we even get to this topic? “Why don’t we drop this subject, we gotta get ready and pregame.” You say, changing the subject. “Yeah, and God knows you and Lyds need 3-4 business days to get ready.” Allison says, and the four of you laugh.

You leave the girls to unpack and make your way down the hallways to the room that you and Stiles usually stay in. Though this is your first cabin trip as a couple, you two have shared this room since the beginning. You pad into the room to see Stiles already unpacking his clothes and stuffing them into drawers.

“Hey babe, you can have the closet.” He says, glancing over to you briefly while putting his things away. “Thank God, I did not wanna have to play you in rock, paper, scissors.” You say, plopping your bags down on the bed to begin emptying them. “Why, because you always lose?” Stiles asks. “No, because you always cheat.” You reply, and he laughs. “You can’t cheat in rock paper scissors Y/N.” He says. “That’s what a cheater would say.”

“So what’s your plan tonight. What’s this I hear about a girls only pregame?” Stiles asks, baffled at such a thing. “We want to do our makeup and gossip before the bonfire tonight, so we’re just gonna pregame just cuz.” You reply, getting out your makeup bag.

“Why do you guys want to do makeup? We’re not even going anywhere?” Stiles asks, no grasp on the concept. “Stiles, we don’t have to be doing anything special to do our makeup. It’s just something to do for fun, make us feel pretty.” You roll your eyes playfully.

“Well I think you’re pretty all the time.” He says, still finishing up unpacking, but you stop in your tracks.

“Awe, Stilesssss.” You drawl, and he turns to you. “You know what? Nope, no I take it back!” He tries to escape your advances but he’s too late, you’re already wrapping your arms around his neck and peppering his face with kisses. “You’re so adorable.” You say, placing one final kiss on his lips. “I know, it’s part of my charm.” He smirks, and you roll your eyes, turning to finish unpacking.

After settling into your room, you begin to search for your outfit tonight. You all plan on having your fun out on the deck in the backyard that overlooks the lake. And of course, taking advantage of that pool and hot-tub. You pull out one of your bikinis, your chosen outfit, and your makeup bag before walking over to Stiles, who now sat on the bed on his phone. He looks up at you as you approach, and you give him a peck. “I’m getting ready in Lydia and Kira’s room, I’ll see you out there, stud.” You say, and Stiles laughs with an “Okay, have fun,” before you exit.

Cut to you, Allison, Lydia, Malia, and Kira all getting ready for the night. You sit on the floor doing your makeup, Lydia curling her hair in the connected bathroom, Allison and Malia debating outfits, and Kira getting shots ready for the pregame. It’s nice to spend some girls time together without it being supernatural for once.

“So, you and Stiles, huh? Any spicy plans?” Kira asks from beside you. “Why must you guys always insist that me and Stiles fuck every time we’re here?” You ask, recalling many instances through out the years that the girls have tried to hook you up with Stiles. “Because now that you two are finally exclusive, we actually have a reason to expect some devising.” Lydia yells out from the connected bathroom.

“Oh come on, Y/N, haven’t you at least thought about tonight?” Allison asks, settling on some black jean shorts and a gray tank top. “I mean yeah, sure, but I really don’t see the point in day dreaming. You guys act like me and Stiles have never fucked.” You argue.

You finish your makeup and grab your dark green bikini. “Did you at least bring a super sexy bikini to send him overboard.” Lydia asks, strutting out of the bathroom in her scrunchy red two piece. Malia whistles at her and the rest of you laugh. “Lydia, I brought the same bathing suit I wear every year.” You reply, holding up the dark green fabric. Lydia gasps, snatching it out of your grasp. “Y/N you are NOT wearing this. That is practically social suicide. Are you trying to put his dick to sleep?! Not to worry, I have just the thing for you.”

You sit down on the bed by Allison, “Lyds, seriously, that green one is fine.” Malia laughs, “No offense, Y/N, but if I had a dick, it would definitely be soft if you wore that thing.” You just groan in defeat. Lydia grabs a new bikini for you from the bathroom and holds it up for all the girls to see. Everyone whistles and woops but you can’t help but be silent in shock. “Lydia how am I supposed to even fit in that! There’s barely anything covering the top.” You laugh. taking it into your hands. “That’s the whole point, babes. Now let’s hurry up and get this party started!” She says, and as if on cue, you all eek with excitement.

Next thing you know, you’ve got the perfect buzz. You and Allison are the last ones to make it to the back deck. You’re wearing your beat up shoes, some blue jean shorts, and the bikini top, bottoms underneath the shorts. You and Allison step outside to see the boys and Kira already in the pool playing with a volleyball. You two join the girls by the side of the pool and you dig through the cooler for a drink. “Who’s winning?” You ask as you watch Scott and Isaac team up against Kira and Stiles. Malia laughs, “Not sure, can’t keep track over Scott and Stiles’ shit talk.”

You, Allison, Lydia, and Malia talk and drink by the poolside while you guys watch Stiles and Kira get destroyed by Scott and Isaac. The music plays loudly as you turn your head away from the intense volleyball game, “I don’t know about you guys but I’m getting in.” You say, finally past the point from buzzed to tipsy. You stand up, and the girls follow your actions. You take your shoes off and pull your shorts down. And as if almost immediately, Stiles’ eyes are on you. His mouth is practically hanging open at the sight.

You and the girls jump into the pool, screaming from the slightly cool water. You swim up for air and you’re met with Stiles. It seems as if the volleyball game has come to a halt. “About time you joined me.” He says, hands on your waist. You slide your hands up his chest to wrap your arms around his neck. You giggle, “What, you miss me?” He smiles, leaning his head down a little, “Always.” He replies, dipping his head down to envelope your lips with his own.

You two have seemingly forgotten all about the volleyball game until you hear Lydia quip, “Get a room or get your heads in the game!” She shouts, causing you to finally separate from Stiles.

After some volleyball, marco polo, and some racing, you all decide to gather around the fire pit on the deck for a drunk game of Never Have I Ever.

You sit on the deck floor with Malia and Kira, not enough chairs to go around, not you you three minded. “Okay okay, my turn, my turn.” Allison slurs excitedly, “Never have I ever had sex at school.” She says, and everyone looks around as Lydia drops a finger, as well as Stiles and yourself.

“No way!” Kira exclaims to you, Scott and Stiles sharing a high five. “I expected Lydia, but you Y/N?! Who are you and what’ve you done with my best friend?!” Kira yells, Allison crying from laughter. “I knew it!” Alli yells.

“Okay okay, enough!” You laugh, “I’ll go, I’ll go! Never Have I Ever gotten caught by my parents.” You say, watching as Allison and Scott drop a finger, as well as Stiles’. “Hey you’ve been caught, drop it.” Stiles points, and you hold up your hands, “Hey we got caught by your dad, not my parents. Doesn’t count.” You argue, and Stiles laughs.

After a long night of games and talking by the fire, everyone slowly retreats to their rooms for the night. All except you and Stiles, who now sit by the fire alone.

“You ready to head in?” Stiles asks, standing up from his seat, finishing the beer in his hand. You stand up as well, and Stiles is under the impression that you’re about to walk inside til you start to undo your shorts buttons. “No way, I wanna test out the hot tub.” You say, sliding your shorts down your silky legs agonizingly slow, practically teasing Stiles.

At first Stiles isn’t convinced to join, “Babe, it’s getting late. We have a whole week to test out the hot tub.” He says, watching in defeat as you walk over and sip a foot into the steaming tub. You step in and make yourself comfortable, eyeing him from afar.

“Oh come on, Stilinski. You really gonna tell me no?” You poke at him, and he shakes his head before walking over and jointing you in the hot tub.

As soon as he sits down beside you though, you’re already standing up in the tub to move and sit in his lap. Stiles is a little take back by your forward actions, but is in no place to complain. You straddle his lap, arms sliding up to grasp his shoulders.

“You’ve fallen into my trap.” You slur, clearly more drunk thank Stiles. Stiles looks at you with hooded eyes, hands moving to splay along your thighs, lightly squeezing whenever he felt necessary. “Well what’re you gonna do now that you’ve lured me in here.” He asks you, his voice low and husky.

You don’t answer, instead dipping your head to connect your lips with his. His large hands wander all over your body, two handfuls of you will never be enough.

You grind into his lap, earning moans of his that slip into your mouth. His mouth peels away from yours to attack your throat, “Stiles,” You let out breathlessly, “no hickeys.” You say, and Stiles hums in response.

Stiles trails his lips from your neck down to you chest, methodically placing wet kisses between the valley of your breasts. Your hands move to tug at his wet, brown locks. Stiles’ hand wisps to your back and up to your neck, pulling the string that holds the two triangles of fabric up.

Stiles pulls the string, watching as your bikini top flips down to reveal yourself to him. Stiles moves your long hair from your shoulders, flipping it behind your back so he can view you in all your glory.

He envelopes a nipple into his mouth without warning, swirling his tongue as he does so. He’s got a free hand groping your other, your nimble fingers yanking at the hair at the base of his head.

You’re grinding down into him hard, and you can feel his boner pressing deliciously between your two swim bottoms.

“Stiles, I need—“ Stiles cuts you off with a searing kiss to the lips, “I know what you need, baby.” He answers, his hand moving down between you two.

Your breaths are harsh and shallow with anticipation as his long fingers move your bottoms to the side, swiping his middle finger through your wet folds agonizingly slow. You moan out, arching into his touch.

Stiles dips his finger into your heat, giving you a few pumps before adding another. You drop your head to his shoulder, your moans right in his ear. But soon enough, his fingers aren’t enough. You need more.

“Stiles, please.” You plead, your hands reaching for the waistband of his swim trunks. “What is it baby, what do you want?” He asks you, taunting you. You grind down on his fingers, “Please, fuck me, Sti.” You beg, and he smirks, hearing exactly what he wanted.

Stiles then pulls his fingers from your heat, and you’re about to dip your hand into his trunks when he stops you. He moves you from his lap to stand in the waist-deep water. You’re not entirely sure what he’s doing until he pushes you towards the edge of the hot tub. He places his hands on your back, pushing you down til your hands grip the edge of the hot tub.

Stiles’ hands leave your body, pulling his trunks down to release his aching erection. Then he’s lining himself up with your entrance, teasing you at first with only the tip. You’re about to whine out for more when his hands find your shoulders, aggressively pushing your front down onto the edge of the hot tub.

Stiles starts to ram into you relentlessly, gripping your shoulders tight as you throw your head back in pleasure.

“Fuck, yeah you like that? This what you wanted, baby?” He dirty talks you from behind, your mouth agape as you let out the most delicious sounds.

“Oh Stiles, yes, yes, you fuck me so good.” You tell him, his cock kissing that special spot inside you with every thrust. Stiles snakes a hand down to where you two meet, his fingers moving to abuse your swollen clit.

It’s not much longer before you’re a complete moaning mess beneath him, your release quickly approaching. “Stiles, I’m close.” You warn him, and he speeds up his pace a bit, chasing his high. His fingers work in circles on your clit until you’re shaking under his hold, orgasm swallowing you whole.

You’re squirming beneath him as he abuses your cunt, riding out your high and his approaches. “Oh fuck, Stiles! Cum in me, please Sti.” You moan, your hands gripping the edge of the hot tub.

Stiles doesn’t need to be told twice. He plows you from behind, hips slapping against you til he’s hunching over you, moaning into your ear as he spills himself into you. “Awe, fuck.”

After a moment, he slows his thrusts before slowly slipping out of your heat. You turn to finally face Stiles, completely fucked out. He yanks his trunks back up and you re-tie your bikini top.

Stiles grabs you by the waist to pull you into his arms, “We should definitely do that again. Soon. Very soon.” He says, placing a kiss to your swollen lips. You agree with him, “Let’s go inside before someone realizes we’ve been out here alone this whole time.” You suggest, and Stiles releases you from his hold and you two step out of the hot tub together.

You saunter in front of him, your ass providing the perfect view for your boyfriend. “Round two upstairs?” Ask as you approach the door inside, Stiles behind you. “All day.” He replies. He watches as you skip your way inside, taking his time strolling behind you.

“I’m so winning this bet with Scott.”

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[spicyicetea]

Side note from the current Yandere JJBAx reader I’m working on but still JJBA related. I’m currently watching part 4 and I just love everyone.

So here are my opinions on them and some relationship headcannons

Not all characters have relationship stuff-

Jotaro

I love how Jotaro is still himself but just… feels slightly baby girled. I also love how the first thing we properly see of him in part 4 is him 1- pitying a turtle 2-sucker punching Josuke moments later. With that being said, he’d totally be smitten for you. I may joke on how others are simps, this is my number one simp choice.

You probably didn’t obsess over him like the girls when he was younger but actually talk to him like a person, not just a set of hot muscles. He does like it when you talk about his hot muscles though ok… play your cards right and he might let you touch, but don’t tease him or he’ll back away. But, once you’re official, I feel like he’d quite like witty banter and teasing from his partner, as long as it’s clear you’re joking. No joke, probably fell for you after you mentioned a random fish/ocean creature fact.

“Huh? Oh you’re reading about starfish? I like starfish, even though they’re not actually a fish.”

“Marry me-“ “huh, what did you-“ “good grief, I said nothing…” 10/10 on my way to marry him as we speak.

Josuke

Josuke, I wasn’t sure if I’d like him at first but he is my baby no.2. He’s such a sweetheart, so dependable. Just his reaction any time his friends are in danger is just perfect. Plus I love his mom. The way he’d defend your honour like he defends his hair. Anyone say anything out of pocket about you and they’re dealing with your very powerful boy. Totally brags to you about how he’s Jotaro’s uncle and that Jotaro asks for his help on missions soooo often. But then later asks Jotaro for date ideas and advice because he’s older. My man is a romantic at heart you can’t lie to me. 10/10 would make dinner for him and baby him.

Koichi

Although Koichi isn’t my type personally, he’s such a cutie patootie. He’s so sweet and genuine that I imagine he’d just be a darling to eat lunch with and talk about your favourite shows or manga. 10/10, would walk with you too and from school.

Okuyasu

Okuyasu… he is my baby. He’s stupid, strong and has a heart of gold despite looking like a delinquent… you guys can’t lie to me that is definition of a Himbo. You can’t tell me he wouldn’t drag you out on every little adventure he could with him and the others. He’d have you wearing his jacket when it’s cold and if you already have one he’d insist his is warmer and then wear yours so you can have his. Dinner dates at Tonio’s. Yeah 10/10 he might be a menace sometimes but he’d fight for you. Use your scary dog privilege wisely.

Speaking of Tonio… only slutty men know how to cook. (/J) 10/10 I love him, underrated husband.

Rohan is a self centred jerk… I’m going to aggressively make out with him and you can’t stop me. 10/10 (sorry I’ve only seen like 2 episodes with him so I don’t have much commentary)

I’ve only just gotten to the episode where we see him pulling up to his house after nearly hitting Koichi so I can’t really report on Kira yet… but a man who carries an arm around… yeah smash- 10/10 psychotic asshole.

[mysticficti0n]

HELLLOOOO can you write about the reader being at a house party (she's like 17-18 ish) and Toms her ex and uno CUT on Youtube and they play beer pong with the dares, so Tom and Georg are in a team and Y/n and make a friend up are in a team and when Y/n makes their cup the dare is 'French kiss your opponent" and Tom sits her on the tables and stands between her legs making out with her 😀

thank you bebe 😏

L-O-V-E

(and I saw your other request do add that the still love each other so don't worry 🤭)

Beer Pong romance

(all my attention will be back soon but I'm taking time to do some request as I have so many and all you guys have such good ideas!)

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warnings- swearing, drinking

words- 1.5k

"Y/n come on you've been getting ready for like fucking hours!" Lilly cried storming around my room "you look sexy now lets go!" I loved Lilly but she was a family friend- and those friends you can't get rid of...

"will you give me a fucking second I'm doing my lipstick and then we can go alright-" I snapped back seeing her huff "thank you" I finished my make-up and got up from the desk, my jeans clung to my hips just covering my heals, my tube top strapping around me, hair ironed and make-up as perfect as I could get it I was ready "come then" I said thudding down the stairs hearing her follow closely behind "Bye dad- be back soon" I waved seeing him just blow a kiss

"come on we need to hurry-" she began as I started my engine "its on Burns street" I nodded pulling from the drive and making our way to the party, music blasted through the car and we sung along to every song we knew until we finally saw the house "fuck thats lot more than what Henry said their would be"

"no shit-" I parked up and locked the car, Lilly and I walked in smiling to people we knew and made a bee line for the make-shift bar

"Y/n! Lilly!" a voice shouted over the music that was booming everywhere, we looked to find Henry the man himself holding a bottle of vodka loosely between his fingers along with a cigaret that wasn't lit

"hey babe" Lilly smirked walking over and pressing kiss to his cheek "thanks for inviting us" he held her waist whispering something into her ear making me roll my eyes as I poured some liquid into my cup

"I'll let you guys do whatever this is and I'll find you later alright" the girl nodded but I knew she wasn't listening, she was always so all over Henry it was repulsive, I moved through the crowd until I saw a familiar face smiling to me "Kira!" I hugged her, Kira was a friend that I just loved being around, she was just pure but dirty all at the same time

"hey hun! where's little Lilly?" I pointed back to the bar and she nodded "shagging her playmate?"

"of course" we laughed hitting our cups and taking a swig "who are you here with?" I asked leaning closer so she could here me

"oh I came with ..oh Georg! Georg come here!" Georg and Kira were like brother and sister but just not related and had a lot of sexual tension.. so not really like brother and sister but you get the gist. I watched was the long haired boy wondered over winking at a few girls until he reached us

"hey y/n" I smiled "looking good" he was always a flirt "anyway wanna come play a game of beer pong? we need two players" I looked to the girl who nodded grabbing my arm and dragging me as we followed Georg through a sea of sweaty teenagers, people shoved and yelled as we walked past and all I did was spit curses at them until we made it to the kitchen where the island had been made into a ping pong table, I saw Georg fist bump a boy and my eyes met with his

"fuck" I spoke seeing Tom- he was different now though, hair In long, black braids, bandana around his head and a huge coat covering his body

"oh- I forgot to mention he's with us" I fluttered my eyes agreeing to her words finishing my drink and putting the empty cup to the side "okay who's starting"

"ladies first" his voice hit my stomach, it shouldn't have had made me feel so uneasy, Kira grabbed the ball and went to throw "and and also you have to do a dare for every cup the other team make" of course, Tom couldn't play any game without some sort of consequence

"fine" she through the ball and it missed the table "shit" I laughed as she stomped her foot on the ground, Georg picked it up and through it straight into our cup "you're joking- whats the dare?" the boys looked to each other and whispered a few words before agreeing

"drink the cup at the same time" me and Kira rolled our eyes grabbing the cup and putting it between our mouths, beer spilled down our chins, rolling down our chests "nice view" we pulled the cup away and Kira chucked it at the boy

"perv" it was my turn, I lifted the ball and moved to the middle of the island, lining my hand up and with a small count down it landed in the centre cup "Yes Y/n!" Tom took it out looking to me waiting for me to speak

"take off that god awful coat Tom- and Georg you can drink" Tom huffed slipping his coat off revealing his toned arms against his black shirt and Georg didn't hesitate to drink. The game carried on until we both only had 3 cups to go, me and Kira were now stood in our bra's and I had Tom's bandana around my thigh, the boys however had no shoes on, Georg's hair was tied in a bun and Tom was having to have a bow in the end of his braid, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Lilly looking sweatier than before and lips redder "hey!"

"ohh beer pong!" she cheered

"were doing it with dares, wanna do the dare if Tom makes this shot, she hummed standing between our sides with a face that screamed she'd just been fucked somewhere in the house, Tom flung the ball and it landed in our middle cup

"woo!" he clapped watching as I took the cup to my lips, chugging the beer until it was empty "whats their dare?"

"erm... ah- Y/n French with Tom for...3 minuets!" my stomach dropped, head snapping to her "come on!" I looked back over the table waiting for Tom to interject but he wasn't there

"wha-" I felt hands go under my thighs and lift me onto the island, I looked down to see Tom stood between my legs looking up to me "are you crazy?"

"sure... come on you lost and the dare is you've gotta kiss me, not me kiss you" I sighed thinking through ever decision I ever made, that being becoming friends with Lilly and agreeing to come to this party

"come on Y/n you've got this!" Kira called standing next the Georg who came to watch "at least its your ex not a total stranger!"

"oh yeah because that makes anything better!- fucks sake" my hands came to cup his jaw and I leant down "we never speak of this again alright?"

"just get it over and done with sweetheart- it's only me" he smirked and before I could even looked at his shit eating face anymore I pressed my lips against his and everything came flooding back- every kiss, hug, every time he held me, every time I slept between his arms, I felt locked and I never wanted to let go Tom's arms curled around my stomach pulling me closer, I finally let myself relax into him, hugging his neck. I felt him smile as he took a breather before diving back in again and I couldn't help but smile back, it felt.. nice being so close to him again

"Time!" Lilly called hitting my leg but I didn't let go, and nor did Tom "hello! guys you can stop now"

"I think they may need to have a few moments" I herd Kira laugh and she was right- I'd missed Tom so much, everyday I'd look back on all our photo's, the videos, the times I went to his concerts, when he came to the airport to pick me up after not seeing him for weeks, I missed him too much. The group had walked away leaving me and Tom still intertwined with each other the kiss came to a natural end, our foreheads knocked together while we both panted for air

"I- I love you" Tom spoke through breaths making my heart flutter "we shouldn't have broke up, it was so stupid- I need you in my life Y/n" I couldn't speak, words wouldn't form and my head was cloudy of his voice saying he loved me "nobody has ever compared to you, and they never will"

"I love you too" with the mix of alcohol and adrenaline my whole world seemed to brighten when Tom smiled, not one of his side smiles or smirks, his real smile "kiss me again" his hand held my jaw loosely as he leant up to kiss me again, our lips fit like puzzle pieces, it all felt so right

"come here" his voice was breathy as he lifted me off the counter and to the floor, I forget sometimes how tall he is- he was towering over me, I craned my head up to meet his again, before I could reach he pulled off a little, his big brown eyes looked into mine before he spoke again "be mine again?....please"

"of course" I wrapped my hands around his back and slid my hands into his pockets dragging his body closer to mine, our faces met and a soon as they did our lips were attached again... maybe this party wasn't so bad after all

[miguelschamp]

fearless

pairing: isaac lahey x fem!reader

summary: something is finally done about the lingering feelings between you and isaac

warnings: none. it’s quite literally just fluff

the bell rings dismissing you from your last class of the day. you walk out with malia by your side complaining about your teacher.

“malia, she’s just doing her job.” you chuckle

“i don’t care. she’s not making any sense when she’s explaining things and she’s the only one whose given us homework for the weekend.”

“that is true.” you mumble as you two stop at your locker

“it’s stupid.” she says rolling her eyes. she looks past you as you dig through your locker. a smirk takes over her face. “your boyfriend’s coming.”

you look up to her quickly, “what ?” she nods ahead as you turn to your left. your eyes widen as you see isaac coming toward you. “oh my god.”

“good luck.” she says. your head snaps to her. “what ? where are you going ?”

“away from here. the awkward flirting makes me nauseous.”

“wait, malia. please.” you beg

“no.” she mumbles, “isaac.”

you sigh as the boy stops beside you. he smiles lightly, “hey, malia.”

the girl hums before she walks off.

you and isaac had a little bit of a confusing relationship. you two weren’t dating, but it was obvious you liked each other. you didn’t really know what to make of it since he hadn’t asked you on a date or to be his girlfriend. it was just a little awkward whenever you two spoke to each other.

“uh, y/n ?”

your eyes shut tightly before you slowly turn to him. when your eyes open, you’re met with a smile.

“hey, isaac.” you say softly

“hey. how was your day ?” he asks

“it was good.” you nod. “uh, what about you ? how was your day ?”

“good. good.” he nods. you chuckle as you nod with him. “i actually wanted to ask you something.”

“okay.” you say as he starts digging through his bag.

“i wanted to ask if you’d wear my extra jersey to the game tonight.” he says as he pulls the jersey out. you brows raise as you look up at him.

“really ?”

“yeah.” he says scratching the back of his neck, “only if you want to though.”

of course you did.

“yes. yeah, sure.” you ramble

“okay. great.” he smiles wide as you take the jersey from him. “i’ll be sure to look out for you.”

his heart skips as you smile up at him. his blue eyes searching your face before he looks down at his feet.

•••

a couple of hours had passed and the game was starting soon. you sat in the bleachers with lydia and malia while isaac, scott, stiles, kira, and liam were out on the field.

you wore isaac’s jersey like he asked, but you put a long sleeve on under seeing as it was always cold in beacon hills. you also tied the end of his jersey around your waist since it seemed like it was huge on you.

“you know, wearing someone’s jersey basically means that you’re dating.” lydia says

“does it ?” you ask

“yeah.” lydia nods, “trust me. so many different guys have tried giving me their jerseys. it’s like showing other guys that you’re taken.”

you look down at the jersey, “oh.”

“so, he’s finally making a move.” malia says, “thank god.”

“is that bad to where you guys are hoping that we finally start dating ?”

“yes.” they both say. your mouth opens slightly as you try to respond, but you come up with nothing as the game begins.

you missed how isaac had looked into the bleachers for you. his eyes searching each row until they finally land on you. a smile instantly taking over his face at the jersey covering your body.

•••

the game was nearing the end with only a few seconds left on the clock. the teams were tied and you could see coach basically having an aneurysm on the sidelines.

you weren’t too much into sports. only going to the games because of your friends being on the team, but you were on the edge of your seat.

it’s not long before you see the boys running around on the field. your eyes looking for anyone on your school’s team to have the ball.

you gasp as the ball flies through the air and isaac catches. the students start to cheer in the stands as he runs toward the goal.

“go, isaac ! go !” you yell as the students cheer him on. unbeknownst to you, he had been listening to only your voice the entire game. so, out of everyone yelling at him and cheering him on, he only heard you.

you and the students in the bleachers stand as he gets closer to the goal. you feel your heart beat hard in your chest as the clock ticks down.

just as isaac tosses the ball toward the goal, the buzzer goes off. it’s quiet for a second before the ball goes in. isaac earned the game winning point.

the crowd erupts into cheers as the team runs over to isaac. you and lydia jumping up and down as malia cheers beside you.

a couple of people step off the bleachers into the field to celebrate with the team.

you, lydia, and malia make your way down the bleachers and onto the field. you guys spot stiles first. malia walking up and giving him a hug as you look around.

“he’s on the other side.” stiles says breathing heavily. you turn to him to see him already smiling at you.

“go get him.” lydia says tapping your arm excitedly. you chuckle at her before you make your way through the students.

isaac laughs as his team sets him down. he turns as his eyes scan the crowd for any sign of you.

“isaac !”

he turns and sees you pushing through some students trying to make your way to them. you dodge a teen running up toward a friend as he smiles at you.

as you run up to him, he holds his arms out. you two collide in a hug with your arms going around his neck and his around your waist.

he lifts you off the ground slightly causing you to laugh. he sets you down as you pull away, but don’t go far at all. your hands holding onto his arms as his stay around your waist.

“that was amazing. i’m so proud of you.” you smile

“thank you.” he says, before his eyes trail down, “you actually wore it.”

you look down before looking up at him with bright eyes. “yeah, of course. you wanted me to, right ?”

“yeah.” he nods, “you know, i couldn’t have done it without you.”

your brows furrow, “what do you mean ?”

“i was listening for your voice.” he says. your face softens, “while i was playing. it helped me focus.”

isaac searches your face for any reaction to what he said. he doesn’t expect you to lean up and kiss him, but he definitely accepts it.

you pull away slowly. your breathing a little heavy as you look up at him. “i really like you.”

his smile widens, “i really like you too.”

you chuckle as he leans in again, kissing you softly.

[audhd-nightwing]

teen wolf as b99 quotes

*lydia’s party in s2*

lydia: why is no one having a good time? i specifically requested it.

***

isaac, to lydia: derek told me not to let him get hurt tonight, so i’ll keep him away from you.

later

stiles: have you seen lydia?

isaac: lydia died eight years ago.

***

derek: oh, are you and allison no longer…

scott: smushing booties?

derek: …yes that’s exactly how i was going to phrase my sentence, scott.

***

stiles: we gotta get to hospital and we gotta get there fast.

jackson: then i should drive.

scott: why you?

jackson: i have nothing to live for and i drive like it.

stiles: …okay, let’s do it.

***

stiles: all right, give me your hair-dryer.

allison: what?

stiles: don’t you carry one in your purse?

allison: have you ever met a human woman?

stiles: …*calls lydia*

lydia: hey, stiles.

stiles: hey. do you carry a hair-dryer in your purse?

lydia: of course. i’m not an animal.

***

stiles: you think you can just bully people, but you can’t. it’s not okay.

stiles: i’m the bully around here. ask anyone.

***

erica: i’m not a stone cold bitch.

erica: i’m a natural, beautiful presence.

***

stiles: do you know how many basic bitches would kill to have the same personality as me?

***

peter: we can go to my apartment. no one knows where i live.

derek: i thought you had stiles over once.

peter: yeah, it was fun. i moved the next day.

peter: he would way too easily use that information against me.

stiles: he’s right, i would.

***

scott: stiles, i screwed up, big time.

stiles: scott, given your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.

***

kira: ‘writing things down’ is nerdy!? what do you do?

malia: i just forget stuff like a cool person.

***

allison: you are disturbingly good at this.

lydia: i grew up forging report cards.

lydia: if people knew how smart i was, it would have been harder to control them.

***

stiles: are you a minor? how old are you?

liam: i’m 610. i’m a highlander.

stiles: okay, you know what? i’m gonna put that in there.

stiles: and then you’re gonna be tried as an adult highlander, and they’re gonna cut your head off.

***

erica: what do you look for in a guy?

stiles: i don’t know, real stuff. shape of his ass.

erica: yeah that tracks

***

scott: i straight up drove him off, big screw up on my part.

derek:

scott: i’m trying this new thing, where i just own my mistakes. i like it, do you?

derek: i did. until you bragged about it.

***

boyd: you searched for ‘cheapest date possible’.

stiles: and i wear that search like a badge of honor.

***

scott: wow, your handshake is quite firm.

kira: i took a seminar.

scott: where?

***

stiles: a parsec is actually a measure of distance. that’s one of the many inaccuracies in the ‘Star Wars’ universe.

malia: and what’s ‘Star Wars’?

stiles: oh boy.

***

scott: okay- no big deal, five days is nothing. i’m not afraid to be alone with my own thoughts.

scott: my thoughts are awesome. die hard 6 on a cruise ship… pizza bagel restaurant…

scott: my father never loved me, i’m gonna die alone.

scott: oh boy, that escalated quick.

***

stiles: well, remember when you told me not to burn down the precinct?

sheriff stilinski: you burned down the precinct??

stiles: no, i had the fire put out almost immediately. this is a success story!

***

stiles: peter, this isn’t High School Musical.

scott: yeah, peter, this isn’t High School Musical 2.

stiles: yeah, and it isn’t High School Musical 3: Senior Year.

***

boyd: i’m fine at parties.

boyd: i just stand in the middle of the room and don’t say anything.

***

derek: i only feel one emotion, and it’s anger.

isaac: last night you drunk-texted the whole pack a bunch of heart emojis.

derek: …out of anger.

***

stiles, to jackson: no hard feelings. but i hate you.

stiles: not joking. bye.

***

lydia: give me the ring.

stiles: ha, you sound like Gollum.

lydia: that means nothing to me.

lydia: i don’t see those movies, i’m too pretty.

***

stiles, walking out after a pack meeting ends: sexy train is leaving the station.

stiles: check out this caboose! later, sluts.

***

scott: look at me. do not blow this for us.

random dog that allison hit with her car:

***

peter: i really miss these people, the whole pack. stiles, scott…

peter: …i forget all their other names.

derek: *judgemental eyebrow raise*