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𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 part three | previous part ౨ৎ oscar x reader

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oscarpiastri

cute cat

yourusername

wow who is this famous man in my dms

🤔😲

oscarpiastri

not famous

yourusername

ok mr f1 driver

oscarpiastri

i said cute cat

🙄🙄

yourusername

me and my cat 🤓

oscarpiastri

very cute, did you know that ?

yourusername

what?

yeah she is

oscarpiastri

wait no

i meant you?

yourusername

🤔

ohmygod.

oscarpiastri

sorry that was odd

yourusername

😭😭🫠🫠😵‍💫😵‍💫

no it’s okay

thank you

you’re cute too ‘!:&;&;/$:@/&;@,&/&-“/&;

oscarpiastri

😅😅

thank you

yourusername

of course

uh

i gotta bounce

bye!!!

oscarpiastri

bye, talk to you later?

yourusername

of course 😊

y/n ⛄️

GUYS

HELLO

HELP

xienma 🛐

yeah?

madeline 🤺

are you okay queen 🙏🏼

y/n ⛄️

DULCE

HOTLINE

GUY

xienma 🛐

WHAT HAPPENED

WHAT DID HE DO

y/n ⛄️

he said i was CUTE???????

then i told him i had to BOUNCE?!?!?!??

madeline 🤺

LMFAOOOOO

loser ahh

jkjk

y/n ⛄️

he’s so cute guys

i wanna bite him (affectionately)

xienma 🛐

his fans tho 😭😭

THEY GON GET UUU

y/n ⛄️

me fighting the bad fans

madeline 🤺

i’m just imagining u on those

wag gossip accounts 😭😭

‘oscar piastri spotted with a NORMAL girl named y/n l/n

and we already found her insta 🤫’

y/n ⛄️

NO STOP

that’s so SCARY…

xienma 🛐

our baby is gonna be all grown up

becoming a wag for a sport she doesn’t

know about 😔

y/n ⛄️

i don’t even know him like that 🌝

like YEAH, i stalked his insta and

found his old karting pics..

and stalked his twitter

and the mclaren youtube channel

BUT I DONT KNOW HIM

madeline 🤺

it’s giving delusional, obsessed,

crazy, insane ass bitch

xienma 🛐

ily mad but ik you aren’t talking…

u FOUND UR SITUATIONSHIPS HOUSE

ON ZILLOW???

y/n ⛄️

literally….. bro

biggest hater n for WHAT

I aint setting you up with none of his friends 🤓

madeline 🤺

OH NAWUH

PLEASE 😭

y/n ⛄️

don’t talk to me 🙄🙄

i’m going to my bed

and i’m goin to cry

for embarrassing myself

xienma 🛐

go talk to him later

give it like an hour tho

don’t wanna seem obsessed x

y/n ⛄️

ur right ok

bye

im gonna think abt my actions 😞

madeline 🤺

bye queen 👩‍🍳

oscah 🦅

LANDO

LANDO

LANDO

LANDO

HELP

landoh 🥸

bro what do u want

i swear

DONT EVEEEN MENTION HER…..

oscah 🦅

oh uhmm

hahaha 😅 totally wasn’t gonna mention her

landoh 🥸

atp just tell me 🤦

oscah 🦅

THANK YOU

okay so

i called her cute

and i think she freaked out

landoh 🥸

bro u were supposed to act mysterious

🙄🙄 u were supposed to play hard to get!!!

oscah 🦅

lando what

OK BUT DO U THINK I SHOULDNT HAVE CALLED HER CUTE THEN????

landoh 🥸

ok no

how did u say it first of all

oscah 🦅

okay so she sent me like a mirror selfie

landoh 🥸

mirror selfie u say 😏😏

oscah 🦅

🤨🤨

OK but her cat was in it

and i was like “very cute, did you know that?”

landoh 🥸

OK RIZZLERR 😍😍

oscah 🦅

but.

landoh 🥸

but? 🤔

oscah 🦅

SHE THOUGHT I WAS TALKING ABOUT

HER CAT.

landoh 🥸

thats embarrassing

oscah 🦅

yeah but then i told her i was

talking about her and not her cat

then she said I was cute as well 😊

but she left in a rush

landoh 🥸

u are cute babe 😉😉

okay no but

idk she wants u 😂‼️

oscah 🦅

i am stalking her instagram rn

landoh 🥸

again???

i litch saw u stalking it when we were in a meeting with zak 😭

oscah

You’re lying on my name

landoh

no need to be embarrassed 🥸🥸

my boy is all grown up!!!

oscah 🦅

😒😒

landoh 🥸

dont give me attitude

I am literally the reason why you

even know her!! U WOULD NOT HAVE GOTTEN ON DULCE HOTLINE IF IT WASNT FOR ME

oscah 🦅

okay thanks i guess

🤦🤦

landoh 🥸

pull up hoe

oscah 🦅

I DIDNT DO ANYTHING???

landoh 🥸

DONT talk to me

🖕🏼🖕🏼🖕🏼

oscah 🦅

my honest reaction

okay bye mate

landoh 🥸

bye oscah

don’t embarrass yourself again

oscah 🦅

i wont

hopefully 🤔

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yourusername man i sure do love myself

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user realest mfo out there

user lando?? hello??

user why is lando in the likes

madeline_han LMFAOO WHY IS HIS HOMEBOY IN UR LIKES

→ yourusername stop idk?? 🤷‍♀️

→ landonorris I didn’t mean to double tap……

→ yourusername 🤔🤔

xienmasventura ily ur so cute

→ yourusername ilym gorgeous 🫶🏼

landonorris **** is drooling over these photos

→ user the censor?? 🤔🤔🤔

oscarpiastri

you looked pretty in your post

yourusername

ahhh 🤭

thank you

oscarpiastri

yeah of course :)

sorry that lando was in your likes

yourusername

no it’s fine

it’s just kinda funny 😭

oscarpiastri

this could be us, just saying 🤷🤷

like could be us if you gave me your number…

yourusername

the garfield to my arlene 🙈

I’m convinced 🤗

my number is ***-***-***

oscarpiastri

okay 😊

y/n ⛄️

CODE RED!!

THIS IS NOT A DRILL

HE ASKED FOR MY NUMBER.

xienma 🛐

you gave it to him

RIGHT????

y/n ⛄️

duh 🙄

madeline 🤺

omg 😱😱

the number … big steps

y/n ⛄️

ik im FREAKING out

xienma 🛐

who does this lil boy think he is 🙄

stealing my gf 😭😪

y/n ⛄️

dw bae, i’m 4ever urs

madeline 🤺

why was his homeboy in ur likes tho

y/n ⛄️

idk tbh 😭

i think it was an accident

xienma 🛐

stop cause he’s kinda….

madeline 🤺

OKK GIRL……

🌝

xienma 🛐

stfu thats why your ex looked like the blonde

bitch from polar express 💀💀

y/n ⛄️

naw thats foul

now ME PERSONALLY….. 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

ok bye HE MESSAGED ME 😊

oscar 😊

heeyoo

sorry i didn’t message you right away 😅

y/n

no that’s fine 😭

soo what are you up to

oscar 😊

nothing much

I’m pretty bored tbh

y/n

me too 😪

oscar 😊

i suck at 8 ball

y/n

i doubt it

now play back 😠😠

oscar 😊

yes ma’am

wait why am i kinda good

y/n

i’m the goat at 8 ball

oscar 😊

if i win u owe me a kiss

y/n

ig you aren’t getting a kiss??

oscar 😊

🙄🙄

🤷🤷??

y/n

FUCK 😭😭😭

too bad u aren’t in france

oscar 😊

omw to france as we speak 🙄

y/n

🐌🐌 escaping rn

WOAH WAIT

i just got 13K followers out of nowhere???

oscar 😊

huh 😭 thats crazy

y/n

oh my god

😨😨

oscar 😊

what?

y/n

i got posted on those f1 gossip pages

CAUSE OF UR LITTLE FRIEND 😭😭

oscar 😊

i’m so sorry

uhm I didn’t mean for that to happen

oh my god 😭 I’m really sorry

y/n

oh no, it’s not your fault!!

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f1_gossip NEW WAG? Y/n L/n is a 22-year-old university student. She currently lives in france, according to her posts. Lando commented and liked her post earlier today.

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user is this confirmed?

→ user no lol they’re just spreading rumors

user she’s so pretty!!

user honestly 😭😭 I don’t think they are

→ user same.. like can he not just comment and like her post??

→ user RIGHT! like let him live

user god i hope not… she’s.. 🌝

→ madeline_han so mad n for what? he ain’t gonna pick u!!

user why is he always pulling the baddies

xienmasventura yourusername LMFAOOO GIRL

→ yourusername 🌝🌝 deleting my account

landonorris she’s not my girlfriend 😊 thanks for spreading rumors though!!!

→ user embarrassing for whoever posted this

→ user fr i’d b BAWLING

౨ৎ HELLLLOOOOO!!! i am back 🐨 sorry for taking FOREVER to update this series… I will try to be better once i’m on winter break 🐌!! anyways i hope you enjoy this bc i was lit up writing it until 2 AM…… 🌝🌝

taglist @d6za1 @amoosarte @moneygramhaas @alessioayla @cherry-piee @chasing-liberosis @asparklysoul @goldenalbon @benstormy @he6rtshaker @ririyulife @charli12345678 ౨ৎ

[writingstoraes]

out to the world 🌎

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader

type: instagram imagine/social media au

notes: not proofread and not revised so please expect errors hehehe please lmk what u think by replying or messaging and if u wanna be part of my taglist! <3

about: fans and people in the paddock have been trying to figure out whether charles is in a relationship or not. amongst the rumors, charles has had enough after seeing a series of mean comments about you.

paddocksays

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paddocksays F1 Ferrari driver Charles Leclerc spotted with a mystery woman having a splendid time on a yacht in Maranello. The same race weekend, Charles was accompanied by the same woman outside of Ferrari's HQ and he was seemingly very protective of her and apparently came out of the doors holding hands.

Is the Monegasquè finally off the market?

leclercs WHAT THE FUCK PIERRE LIKED?????

dr3stappen when will he make a dummy acc so hes not slipping on stuff like this 💀

ferrarifan Ok but Pierre liking doesn't confirm it,,, man probably thought this was pure bs and had a laugh

leclercs they were holding hands...

ferrarifans Dont you hold hands with your friends? Are you friendless?

charleswdc OMG go king so deserved

ferraritifosi Does it matter? She is probably a gold digger anyways.

ferrari1 Yeahhh lol riding off on that ferrari paycheck Charles has

16lecs55 Lol his ex was prettier

paddocksays

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paddocksays Ferrari's very own lover boy? Charles Leclerc spotted out and about today on the streets of Monte Carlo with the same woman he was with in Italy. The "couple" is definitely not trying to be subtle.

Fans suspect that the woman is Y/N Y/L/N, a friend of Alex Albon's girlfriend, Lily.

tifosi1 Not even trying to hide the PDA, she is definitely using him

ferrarilover Clearly she wants some clout and some 💸💸💸

charleswdc they are trying to be subtle yall just dont know how to give them privacy ffs

ferrari1655 Not good enough for him lol he can do a lot better

sainzchamp ohhhh she ugly why is he even w her 💀💀💀

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc Up until now I never thought I could meet someone so loving, kind, and mesmerizing in all ways possible. To the only person I want to dance all my dances with, tell my ridiculously unfunny jokes to, and parade the streets with at midnight because we were craving pizza, you have my whole heart.

I am in a very loving relationship and I have never been happier. I ask everyone who's been making awful, unwarranted comments about Y/N to stop. All rumours and hearsays about her that paint her i negative light are not true. She does not deserve any of it and is the best person I know.

carlossainz55 I'm not the best person you know???

pierregasly Hurts, right?

charles_leclerc Please get out of my mentions 🙏

yourusername me? after your money? you havent even paid me when i put gas in all of your cars

charleswdc LMAOOOO SHES SO

charles_leclerc Will wire it to you now, chèrie 😘

yourusername no need, just bought u a new car

lilymhe MY LOVESSS ❤️❤️❤️ where are the mean comments im ready to fight

danielricciardo My man finally hard launched 🎉

yukitsunoda0511 MY PARENTS!!!!

yourusername kidding asside, je taime my love 🤍 my always in all ways!

pierregasly I feel like I had something to do with this

landonorris Please make a dump account dude

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tagging: @slytherheign <333

notes: this took me almost two hours lmaooo lmk what u think!!! ill be making a directory soon with all of my works i just need to figure out how to do masterlists 🥹 tysm for reading 🤍

[esha-isboogara]

𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓭 ♡

okay i have an obsession with old men🤨 so what mf fight me

norman osborn x maid! reader

☆MINORS YOU DONT HAVE TO GO HOME BUT YOU CANT STAY HERE !! smut, major power imbalance, kind of dub con, age gap, dirty talk, nsfw elements, female pronouns

“You should be more careful when bend down in a skirt like that my dear”. Norman pointed out , the hunger in his tone was apparent. It was taking every remaining ounce of self control he had to not pounce on you. “It leaves little to the imagination”.

“I’m so sorry Mr. Osborn. I must have misunderstood your instructions. In your message last night I thought you wanted me to dress in such a fashion”. You replied , standing up straight and clasping your hands together. “Trust me, it will never happen again Mr. Osborn”.

He smiled at you and chuckled. “Y/n , my dearest, I much rather prefer you to address me by my first name”. This was not entirely true. Hearing you speak to him like a helpless little girl always got him going. He was in control of you.

“And as for your little outfit I never said I didn’t like it”. He began to loosen his tie. “I would just hate for it to get ruined when it looks just so adorable on you.

Your gaze turned to the ground with embarrassment. You were unsure of how to respond to his comment.

“You’re just the cutest little thing aren’t you..it’s like you just wanna be stuffed full of dick hmm”?

“Excuse me sir”?

He was not going to waste another second outside of her warm cunt.

“Relax little one. I’m not going to hurt you, quite the opposite actually..i’m going to take you infront of the entirety of New York”. Norman spoke softly pressing down on her back , indicating he wanted her to bend over.

“Your ass is so perfect, my god”. he breathed , gripping a chunk of fat. He was mesmerized.

“Thank you Mr. Osborn”. She said sheepishly.

He grinded his hips into hers. “Y/n , sweetheart, i’d much rather hear you moan my name”

She groaned at the sensation. “Norman..is this allowed”? As much as she wanted him to take her right then and there she still had bills to pay.

“You don’t have to worry about any of that sweet girl. Consider it part of your job now”.

[marvel-and-chicago-fan]

Relationships Can Kill

Well I have no motivation or ideas to write part three and i also started school last Wednesday so I've been busy, this is gonna be a short one since i had the urge to write something. I finally got to watching the episode where will leaves and that episode was so chaotic and i cried a little. This is also based off before Jay resigns and leaves. While doing this i was researching best universities to study medicine. Even though I'm only a sophomore in high school. (This is old i started school like a month ago)

Summary: You and your older brother Nate get into a heated argument over rumors, but did he know that his last words to you would be so brutal?

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Angst, Arguing, Fighting Drinking/Hungover, and death (My bad for this)

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You walked off the bus excited because Jay let you doordash tonight and it was friday AND Jay and Will were coming home from their brother bonding trip. You punched the numbers into the keypad and closed the door behind you. You were very thankful that Jay and Hailey had gotten a house and let both you and your brother move in with them.

“Hey Nate, wanna go play hockey with me on the lake” Nate could basically do everything but the thing he did the most was hockey, he promised to teach you so both you and him could compete against each other during the winter.

“No, I'm busy,” Nate said quickly. “Okay, do you want anything from Panda Jay let me doordash some tonight” You said “No i wouldn't wanna mess up your date with my girlfriend” Nate Spat.

“Girlfriend? I dont even like your girlfriend and i'm pretty sure she hates me so why on earth would i-” Nate cut you off and started yelling.

“I WOULD BELIEVE HER ANY DAY OVER YOU, now get outta my way, i hate you so much” Nate slammed the front door and you just stood there shocked. Instead of crying or running after him you pulled your phone from your pocket and ordered your food.

After eating dinner and getting your homework done you went ahead and texted the family group chat but only one with Will,Jay, and Hailey.

The Cops and Doctors

Y/n- When will you guys be home?

Hails <3- Soon, i have to finish this case. Do i need to bring home food

Y/n - No, Jay gave me money for Doordash

Hails <3 - Alright, I'll see you later.

Y/n - Bye Hailey

Hails <3 Bye Hailey.

You closed your messages app and decided to watch some tik tok since you would probably be bored until everyone got home.

Crash, you whipped your head to see 4 men dressed in all black standing in your room…Now you wished Nate was here.

***

Hailey walked in and the house was sortta quiet, the tv and the lights were still on but otherwise that's it. “Y/N? NATE?” Hailey shouted, nothing. Maybe they're sleeping or they're in the shower, she thought.

When Hailey peaked through Nate's door he wasn't there, Hailey knocked on your door “Y/n are you decent” Again nothing. “Y/n?.... Y/n i'm coming in” Hailey said as she was turning the doorknob.

When Hailey opened the door any happiness she had went outside the window. “Shit shit shit, NATE! NATE”

No response. Hailey didn't have time to worry about him; you were dying on the floor and you were her biggest priority.

“Y/n Halstead you do not get to do this to me, your brothers and everyone, you can't, cmon,cmon” Hailey screamed as she continued CPR.

“Hails, Y/n, Nate I’m home” Jay screamed. He waited for you to come screaming and running to him like you always did but this time you didn't, this time all jay could here was screaming and sobbing.

Jay pulled out his gun and slowly walked up the stairs of the house and walked to your room where the screaming came from. What he saw next made him freeze for about ten seconds before dropping the gun to the ground and immediately sliding over to and hailey.

“What happened?” Jay sobbed, “I-I don't know I came home and just found her like this.” Hailey replied as she CPR. Jay looked around your room and it was completely ransacked. Your dresser drawers were open and clothes either hanging from them or out of them, papers on the floor, and all your electronics were gone. Your tv, Computer, Phone, and they even somehow found your burner phone you could use to call someone in case of an emergency where you didnt have your phone because you were grounded.

“Hailey let me take over, you're getting tired.” Nothing, hailey didn't even look up from you. Jay pushed her off of you, not really a push but kinda scooted her away and continued CPR. Hailey ran to get her phone and punched in the numbers to call 9-1-1.

***

“Any sign of him?” Will asked. Nobody knew where Nate was, and his friends weren't telling anybody anything. “No, they have Adam outside the house just in case he turns up at the house” Even though the family used Life360, Nate turned his phone off. Typical of him.

Just then Connor walked into the waiting room. Will knew that face he had on very well, he knew it all too well because he would be the one to deliver the news sometimes.

“How is she?” Jay asked whistl standing up from the chair. Connor shook his head. “She didn't make it, I'm so sorry” “Bu-but you found a pulse you-you said that she was gonna make it” Jay said whilst holding back his tears.

“One of her rooms puntcered the carotid artery. I'll explain it to you when you're ready or whenever both of you are ready. Will can explain but otherwise wise i'm so sorry i couldn't have done more.” You could hear by voice that he wanted to cry but he had to hold it together for Will and Jay.

“Can we see her?.” Jays voice quiet. Connor led the brothers to the room you were in. “Oh y/n, we're so sorry” Will choked as he stroked your bruised Knuckles. Jay stood there, not moving, not reacting, not talking. His sister, his little sister, his only sister was gone, and you were never coming back.

***

6am, 6 fucking am is when your brother came back, hungover af. He looked like he drank like there was no tomorrow.

Jay nor Will was in the house. Both of them couldn't stay in that house with what happened, plus Will didn't trust Jay to be by himself so they were both at Will's apartment.

“Where have you been?” Hailey said. The whole team was doing an investigation along with another team as well. “I was out on a run” His words slurred. “Drinking? You think I don't know the signs of someone being hungover. Nate, your sister is in the hospital.” Hailey was holding back on saying you were gone. “What why?” Nate froze “Because whilst you were gone someone broke in and stabbed her to death.” Hailey cried.

“What? It was only supposed to be a joke” He mumbled. “What?” Hailey stopped fidgeting with her fingers. “It was supposed to be a joke, pay back, they were only supposed to scare her and pretend to take her stuff, they weren't supposed to kill her.” Nate said.

“Hey Adam and Kev, downstairs now, we've got him” Hailey said into her radio. “Nathanyal Halstead you're being arrested for the murder of y/n Halstead, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can be used against you in the court of law” Adam said as he arrested the teen. “She was a good sister and she was your only sister, now you're gonna suffer the consequences of a Practical joke” She whispered into his ear.

Hailey wanted to be the one who broke the news to will and jay. They did do an autopsy and it did show that you put up a fight. did Nathanyal say who was also involved in your murder for his sentence to go down. 50 years in prison without chance of parole. During your funeral you were named a Hero and an amazing person to all. Even though you didn't get to be a future doctor they put up a Memorial outside med and that was their way of honoring your Dream.

The fact is i'm also learning about the human body sometimes while I'm writing chapters because i like my information to be somewhat correct. 

[away-ward]

To the anon who posted "one thing i hate about will was his manwhore tendencies/lowkey maybe “flirty” personality.", i agree with you 100%. Even worse when i remember that will said that he could easily "sink into alex" implying that he can have alex and alex have him, just like how rika could easily have kai if em and banks were not around. There's no "exclusivity" for their romance as if intimacy with others were so easy, so it does cheapen their feelings for their partners, and it can be seen like "so mich talk, but no actions". This was my main gripe with will too, because if he had the time to fuck around with other women, he had the time to email or call emmy and asked if she was homeless or dying, alright.

That's why i said, no MMCs in this book is possessive, not even damon, they all aint shit. The romantic parts were not giving, the bias were so obvious it ruin the fun of "a story with variety of couples" type of series, the men were scums from hell, even worse than mafia romances (and mafia romances had better arc, can you imagine that?! Even these mafia guys practice loyalty and monogamy wtf?!). Like if you guys want great dark romance, better not expect it from PD srsly, because if there's one constant thing i noticed that pd loves to use in their storytelling is to romanticise (?) something ugly, then abandon that ship and expect the reader to lap every second of it. They always wanna write something that goes beyond ugly (whoch is fine, many other authors like k. Webster and other do it too), but PD'S wrap up of their stories were always just pure shit. It's even disappointing because pd's idea was usually fun to read but man, the execution was just so 🗑️☠️

If there is one thing pd was really bad at, it's the middle and redemption arc, that's why whichever character that gets the shorter end of the stick in any of their books will always just have to stow in their hurt feelings without any further just ending for them. It happens in DN for banks and emory, it happens in Fall Away, it happens in credence noah and jake, in tryst six venom too, and at this point, only birthday girl and maybe hellbent were free from this, only because they dont have much "bully" elements to their stories. Even if there were some rough scenes in hellbent, the romance was still sweet, hot, monogamous and everything great you'd expect from the romance genre, but with a sprinkle of hot spice in it.

IMO, i didnt have much thoughts or feelings when will complimented banks, because he's literally like that with everyone, but when you guys discussed about it, he really was a bit too flirty with these women, huh? 🤣 now he made me pissed off to, and this just adds more to my will grayson's ick list, LOL! Becaus that mad sense, if we cant get angry at michael for looking at banks and kai at rika, why cant we with will?

Hey, I hope the Anon sees your message. And I also hope you don’t mind me popping in with some thoughts!

But you can ignore them too. I'll post if Anon replies.

Even worse when i remember that will said that he could easily "sink into alex" implying that he can have alex and alex have him

So I actually found this line interesting, because it can have two meanings, depending on how deep you want to look at it. One, is the obvious. He means penetration.

But the second is like drowning. Like how he used Alex, along with drugs and booze to, drown out his pain. It would be so easy to just try to love Alex and to sink into her because she doesn’t fight him; she numbs his pain. But at this point, he's come so far that he doesn’t want to be numb anymore. He’d rather fight with Emory than forget with Alex.

At least, that’s how I understood his thoughts in that scene.

because if he had the time to fuck around with other women, he had the time to email or call emmy and asked if she was homeless or dying, alright.

You’re not the first person to say this and, I hope you don’t mind, but it always struck me as a bit funny. Because if I was Will’s friend after he got out of prison and he told me he was going to try and contact Emory, I would have lost my mind.

Because, looking at the situation with only the information Will has, this is a girl who had repeatedly for three years told him ‘no’ and to ‘leave her alone’. Then, when he goes to prison for brutalizing her brother (who rightfully deserved it), she doesn’t reach out to him at all.

He's not sleeping with other women in prison. He’s not going anywhere. She knew exactly where he was every day and night.

I’d say with all of that, Emory had made it abundantly clear she didn’t want to be contacted by him.

So if he told me he was going to reach out “just to check on her” I would have tied him to a chair, and removed all access to the internet. No email. No calls. Hell, he doesn’t even get pen and paper. He can’t do smoke signals or morse code. Nothing.

It just seems to be that when a girl says no, we should respect that. So we can’t say we want Will to respect her but also ignore her when she says she doesn’t want him in her life. Because that’s what she told him. Repeatedly.

But also, it sort of does a disservice to Will to expect him to roll his heart out to her once again.

For three years, he begged, followed, and pleaded with her to see him. He goes to prison, and she still says nothing. Not even a thank you letter. Now, whether Em owned him any communication is up to the reader.

But even before then, Will was lost.

I propose Will didn’t just not like himself, but that he hated himself. He hated himself for wanting her so much. And he tries for years to root her out of his mind and heart. He tries to numb the pain with women and booze, because if the woman he wants doesn’t want him, what would be the point of acting like he’s in a committed relationship. Why mourn the loss of someone who was never his?

And I still think all of this is to cover up the fact that he hates himself. He’s trying to deaden the voice inside that says he’s worthless because Em didn’t see anything worth in him. He’s heartbroken and sick.

Now, if I were Will, and I had gone through all that and had tried to get this person out of my head and heart, only to see them once and realize they are still so deeply entrenched in every part of me? To realize that for years, all the stuff I’d done to try and kill off the love I felt for them, was useless because at the first sight of them I know without a doubt I’m still in love with this person who has made it very clear they want nothing to do with me?

I would feel so stupid. Just dumb. And broken.

But in NF, Will of course has a layer of anger to cover up his feelings. He wants to hurt Em for hurting him and it’s messy and wrong, but people often are.

All I’m saying is expecting Will to come out of prison wanting to get right back to where he left off in high school would be unfair to both of them.

but PD'S wrap up of their stories were always just pure shit. It's even disappointing because pd's idea was usually fun to read but man, the execution was just so 🗑️☠️

Unfortunately, I think this is the case. PD has great ideas, but somewhere along the line, at least for me, the story I’m interested in reading and the story they’re interested in telling diverge until I’m just confused as to how we ended up here.

because they dont have much "bully" elements to their stories

This is an interesting analysis. I wonder what it is about the “bully romance” trope that causes them to do this?

I know a lot of author get tripped up with arc enemies to lovers storyline because they don’t give enough time to let them come to respect each other before making them lovers? At least in my experience, it seems some authors try make the enemies part ‘oh they don’t really hate each other; it’s just hidden attraction’ but that’s not enemies to lovers!

Does PD do the same thing? Where they try to make it a bully romance but once the romance picks up, there’s no time to deal with all the previous bullying?

I don’t know. I’m just throwing things at the wall…

IMO, i didnt have much thoughts or feelings when will complimented banks, because he's literally like that with everyone, but when you guys discussed about it, he really was a bit too flirty with these women, huh?

I never minded Will be flirty with the women in the inner-circle, because I don’t think there was any real intent behind it, but I won’t waste an opportunity to bring up this clip so…

[wind-becomes-lightning]

Lingerie shopping

Hello SakuIno Anon I seem to have accidentally deleted your message! But I did get the ask and I had it screenshotted somewhere else, so if you are still around, this is your story! (If you are I would love some feedback that youve seen and read it, even if its on anon).

Not excited about this one, as I rarely am when it comes to smut. Maybe it will find its audience anyway. Also not beta'ed because I dont wanna sorry :D

Modern Au

Haruno Sakura / Yamanaka Ino

Rated E, MDNI (cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, semi public sex)

2132 words.

Ao3 Link [x]

Sakura just looks too good in the new lingerie Ino has picked out for her, it isn't Ino's fault really that they are currently in public.

Was there anything better than a summer sale? Definitely not if you would ask Ino. Wherever she went she could find reduced clothes in good quality, which gave her the little endorphins she was craving so much without ripping a big hole into her wallet. It was the perfect time to go shopping too, since the heat of summer was slowly subsiding for autumn and walking along sidewalks that were filled with people didn’t feel like a chore. Nothing got her more excited.

The only thing that would make this experience even better would be if her girlfriend Sakura would be as excited as Ino was. Because while Sakura didn’t mind tagging along and carrying bags and being supportive, she didn’t like shopping nearly as much as Ino did. It was a fight each time to get Sakura to try anything on and even worse to get her to buy one of the things that had looked good on her. She would say things like “I already have enough jeans at home” or such, as if that had any merit.

This time however, it was at least a little more interesting. Before they had headed out together Sakura had actually found something she might need a few new things from: underwear. “I don’t really have a bra that fits me perfectly,” she had said looking through her part of the drawer. “Yours are all a little too big and mine just don't sit right. I think it would probably be good to get something that's more fitting.” 

“Of course, we can do that on summer sale,” Ino had replied instantly. Not only was this going to totally improve their mood while shopping together, it would also give INo the chance to put Sakura in different lingerie outfits just for fun, what could be better?

So while they spent the three hours going to shops that Ino wanted to go into, mostly for new short tops, skirts and shoes, she then successfully steered both of them into one of the more expensive lingerie stores downtown. 

“I just meant I need a fitting bra,” Sakura tried to complain. “I don’t want anything too expensi-”

Ino pushed her girlfriend forward. “Nonesene, you need some good quality, which they have.”

So many choices around them looked excellent. INo couldn’t stop running between the displays and looking at all the new designs. Technically they had come here to shop for Sakura, but Ino couldn’t help but pick up things she wanted to herself. It was 50% off after all, so no problem if she bought even more! She left Sakura to browse on her own, but picked at least six different outfits that she thought would look good on her.

Sakura had only picked one thing for her, a very basic black bra and panties combo. One colour, a little lace, nothing to ride home about. Ino frowned when she made the choice: “Daring, aren’T we?”

“It seems comfortable,” Sakura said. That was important, Sakura liked moving around, in fact, she was the sporty one between them. 

So while Ino thought that one shouldn’t pick out fancy underwear by how well you could move in them, she didn’t argue with that.  “I picked some for you too,” she said and waved with the clothes on her arm, “If you trust me to pick something you like.”

“I don’t think I have a choice,” Sakura laughed, “I don’t want you to pout all day.”

Even if Ino would have been pouting it would have been only a little. “Yes, yes,” she pushed Sakura to a changing room and shoved her inside. Then she went to the adjacent one and changed clothes.

The first set she had chosen for herself didn’t really blow her away. She turned on the heels to look from all sides, see the almost transparent back of the panties which showed off her round asscheeks well enough. But she would never be able to wear this in jeans and anyway the fabric didn't feel soft on her skin. Out, she thought.

Next one was a little better. A cropped corset at the front and a low hanging panty. In her mind she noted it down as a strong maybe. 

“Can you please come over?” Sakura whined from the changing room next to Ino. “I don’t think I can close this thing…”

Ino opened the curtain and quickly went over to the adjacent room. Sakura was wearing one of the matching set’s Ino had picked out for her. A nice light pink shade with lace that was matching her hair. What was even more striking about it was the very tiny and thin string that made up the underwear. It looked very hot. Ino whistled a little. 

“Stop,” Sakura said with a light blush on her cheeks. “I look like I’m not wearing anything at all!”

Ino almost replied “That is the point”, but she held herself back. “Well, I think it suits you,” she said instead and made Sakura turn around in front of her. “Very .. uh… fashionable.”

A nerve on Sakura’s forehead pulsed dangerously. “I don’t think I could wear this under anything,” she lamented. “I will just hurt myself if I wear jeans like that. Rub my sensitive skin open. Better not to wear it.”

“Maybe,” Ino grinned and turned Sakura back so that they were facing each other. “I would also rub your sensitive skin if I saw you wearing it around me, I can tell you that.”

Sakura grabbed Ino by the front of her corset and pulled her closer. “You are enjoying this way too much don’t you?” she growled.

“I’m just saying,” Ino reached around Sakura’s body and squeezed one of the ass cheeks. “If you are wearing this and we weren’t in public right now, I would definitely have my head between your legs.”

A light crossed her girlfriends eyes and Sakura leaned forward to whisper against Ino’s lips. “Are you afraid of doing it in public?”

She knew she was being challenged and she was ready to match it. She squeezed the cheeks a little stronger and whispered back: “I’m not, no.” And then kissed her. Sakura gasped in surprise as Ino forced her tongue forward into her mouth and grabbed Ino’s arms.

Ino used the moment of confusion to gently but firmly press Sakura backwards until her legs pushed against the chair and she automatically sat down on it. She broke the kiss and grinned, then she went down on her knees.

“You- you don’t really want to do this here, do you? Th.. they have cameras…” Sakura whispered with panic in her voice.

“Oh, are you scared of doing it in public, huh?” Ino pushed both of Sakura’s naked legs apart so she could settle in between them. “You can always tell me if you want me to stop”, she teased and ran her fingers up the inside of her girlfriends legs while starting to press kisses to her soft skin.

For a moment it seemed like Sakura wanted to protest more, but then Ino lightly touched the thin panty fabric with the tip of her tongue and nothing but incomprehensive speech came out of Sakura’s mouth.

Maybe Sakura had been right earlier when she had said that the panty was too thin to wear in a normal pair of pants, because stroking over her clit below it felt almost the same as stroking over her naked. Ino could feel how quickly Sakura got wet and it made her smile. It seemed like the slightly public setting got her going more than she wanted to admit.

She used two fingers of her left hand to push the fabric of the panties away to gain full access to Sakura’s pussy without having to take the full thing off. “Like I said,” she whispered and made sure her lips were lightly touching her girlfriends folds, “you look amazing in this.”

“Ino.. someone could hear,” Sakura whined a little breathless.

Ino scratched her skin with her right hand. “Then you should make sure you are quiet so that nobody does.” She whispered back and before Sakura could protest more, she firmly licked over her clit.

The woman above her let out a moan that sounded a little like a cough as she was trying to stifle her own voice. Ino took that as motivation, and started moving her tongue over Sakura in the way that she knew she liked. They had been together long enough for Ino to find all her girlfriends favourite movements and most sensitive spots and so she had gotten good at pleasuring her.

Sakura moved her hip forward, grinding a little into Ino’s tongue as she went along, hands finding their way into Ino’s hair and ripping on it. Her moans were low and muffled as if she had stuffed the other hand into her mouth to quiet them down. The mental image of that was so hot, Ino could feel herself getting wet just by thinking about it.

With her free hand she reached up and felt her way up under Sakura’s bra to pinch her nipples between her fingers. Sakura let out a quiet “Oh”-sound and also pushed her chest forward, deeper into Ino’s hand while she was still trying to not make too many sounds.

The competitive part of Ino’s nature was awoken. She really wanted to make this hard on Sakura, make her struggle to keep her pleasure hidden from the people walking around outside of the changing room. If there really was someone watching on cameras they deserved a good show.

She dropped the part of the string she had been holding with her left hand and let go of Sakura’s nipple with her right one. She moved a little to give herself better space and then once again pushed the underwear to the side, but further this time, just far enough that she could snail a finger in without much ease.

“Ah, please…” Sakura whined above her, but she did not ask Ino to stop, despite it all. So the woman dove forward again, sucking and licking Sakura’s clit just like she had before. At the same time she curled her finger and watched the other woman squirm at each of her movements.

It was now obvious how much Sakura was struggling to keep her composure enough to not be too loud. She was moaning a little more openly now, sighing and shifting so Ino could go deeper inside easier. Ino grinned mentally and since she wasn’t ready to lose this imaginary competition to her girlfriend, added another finger in to increase the pressure.

Judging from the fluids dripping down Ino’s chin Sakura must be close now, though she stil hadn’t moaned as Ino wanted her too. She increased the push of her fingers and sucked the clit between her lips at the same time. No way she was going to fail this.

Her wish was fulfilled when Sakura’s knees first clenched and then let go, the orgasm taking control from her. She moaned loudly not only once but twice, the hand in Ino’s hair gripping tightly. Ino pushed forward, testing the waters if she could maybe force Sakura to get overstimulated or come again.

“Stop, thats e-enough, that's enough,” Sakura grabbed Ino’s cheeks and ripped her away from her own pussy. She was whispering again. When Ino looked up she saw that Sakura’s face was red like a lamp. 

Nothing compared to the sense of triumph Ino felt right now. When they had been younger Sakura and her had often competed on anything and while they had since found out that their intense rivalry had been born out of a mutual crush, the competitiveness never really subsided. Today Ino had won and it felt good.

Ino stretched a little and then got up, pressing a kiss to Sakura’s nose as she towered over the sitting woman. “And you thought I wouldn’t dare doing this”, she grinned and earned a light slap on the wrist from Sakura in return.

“Everyone in a three mile radius probably knows about this now,” Sakura said bitterly. “I can never show my face here ever again.”

“I hope they enjoyed the show then,” Ino winked back. “Plus, it is not like you came here often before either.”

She looked down at her girlfriend and whistled again, just like she had before when she had first seen Sakura in this specific set of lingerie. “Really though, you should buy this. Not only because we probably stained it forever.”

Sakura’s eyes darkened as she got up from the stool herself. “I will definitely pay you back when we are at home.” “Oh I’m so scared,” Ino sang as she left the changing room.

[yuukei-yikes]

Tell us about Shinaya’s breakup :D

HEHDJEIDNEKFJEKDKEK ive had this ask since i posted i was thinking abt it MAN i cannot express to u i just. I WANNA WRITE A FIC SO BAD but AUGH im so bad at it it makes me cringe i cant do that but its basically like all my damn posts together u know. i keep thinking of shintaro's disastrous relationships post str going from ayano to kano to takane etcetc sorry im playing with him like a stress toy making him go thru hell but its so fun

srry i dont wanna have to rewrite a lot of stuff so erm im liking this answer 🫡🫡🫡 and i could link a bunch more just so u SEE MY VISION... but i think linking that is enough. ON AND OFF SHINAYA MY BELOVED

shintaro and ayano sort of having this ridiculous relationship because both are hurting and jumped in a relationship too quick but fighting/being sad about stupid shit is so much easier than dealing with their actual issues that they've got with themselves. like focusing on each other and what they don't like about each other and their relationship is so much easier than crying about how suicidal they are. lollllll SO LIKE this insanity sort of saves them at the same time??

i mean the most ideal would be that instead of getting together they got therapy and the normal kind not the relationship kind. you know. but also theyre traumatized and ugh. its so much easier to resent each other than themselves. its so much easier to be petty. its such a relief to cry over relationship problems than over timeline resets or dead parents and etc. YOU GET ME?????

they keep breaking up and getting back together ridiculously like it is 1000% so dramatic each and everytime. ayano crying her eyes out like its the end of the world and shintaro making 100 sad playlists. and it happens at least monthly. the first time everyone's like WHOA THEY BROKE UP!?!? SHIT!! the second time its like heyyy maybe they'll work it out like last time!! third time its like are you joking. fourth time they're already begging them to stop. by they i mean the dan but especially takane by the way. who do you think is picking up the pieces.

and by the way the one breaking up all the time and being dramatic as hell is shintaro. he gets angry and annoyed and weaponizes the LETS BREAK UP thing because he DOESNT MEAN IT. like he knows he and ayano will work it out later. he gets comfortable again. not to get on the ayano surviving thing, but i think ayano (and hiyori but especially ayano) making it out alive undoes a big part of the message abt moving on. like i love her so im not complaining thats i love having her alive :3 but i like to translate this into shintaro like. he's intensely trying to repress/process all the memories of the other timelines to cope and have a normal life and ends up being this way because he's sort of self sabotaging himself. like ayano's alive and she likes me??? lol. ok?? ill wake up any moment now!! and he feels guilty and undeserving and is sort of a dickhead to her in an unconscious attempt of keeping her away because that's what he deserves according to him. also why he's accepting of takane's intense obsession with him lol bc she's familiar and she is comfortable, unlike ayano who is so rare and one in its kind in all the timelines. he is sort of terrified of her in a way.

the lets break up isnt rly a breakup. its just a leave me alone see u later. LOL i think we talk too much abt kanoshin bringing the worst in each other but what about shinaya. they do that too. yeah we CAN have fluffy shinaya. but like i said it is so easy to focus all this bitterness and sadness into each other and it's so relieving to be sad and angry about this rather than everything else. because this is sort of in their control while everything else isn't, wasn't. and its so unfair. of course its unfair!! but they cant do anything abt it. so they just go crazy on each other. ayano is DESPERATE to be needed. i could link more replies but i will hold myself back. basically her siblings are used to being alone/know she has her own problems and ayano is dealing with this emptiness and feeling of failure bc no one needs her, from her perspective her sacrifice still failed to save everyone, her parents are gone so she needs to step up. like she puts herself under all this pressure and feels Not Good Enough for ANYTHING. and she is dating shintaro.

it's EASY to bother him and try to get him to open up and etc so she ridiculously focuses on that. but it gets on shintaro's nerves to say the least LOL plus all his other issues i mentioned 🫡plus she keeps being like we have to be normal. lets kiss and hold hands and cuddle. but she's too embarrassed to say it/do it and shintaro is even more pathetic about it. so theyre both frustrated about everything and can barely even sit next to each other without acting insane.

AND SORRY BUT I WILL TALK ABT TAKANE🫡💞💗💖💝💕💘ofc. codependent shintaka. of course. it drives ayano CRAZY because on top of all their problems takane is able to talk sense into shintaro each and every single time. and she is soooo jealous like she knows its stupid but she cant help ittt i ALSO TALKED ABT THIS SORRY I KEEP REPEATING MYSELF IM JUST SO CRzy abt it. hehe......the whole mess bringing drama to harutaka too bc shintaro and ayano are so messy theyre contagious is so fun to me. when it comes to shintaro and takane's horrible relationship both their romantic relationships suffer for it but deal with it completely differently. while both haruka and ayano deal with jealousy somewhat, ayano is so hurt and already at the verge of a mental breakdown so she's focusing so many negative emotions on it and AGAIN it just serves as another point of argument between shintaro and ayano while haruka is like. his mental state isnt as convoluted as ayanos, he's rather freaking out and terrified of being left alone. THIS IS ABT SHINAYA so i wont get into harutaka side but lol. heh. Looks at it. zooms in it. like what i mean is that haruka and takane talk and work through it and are like sighs yeah...this is messed up while shintaro and ayano are using it against each other instead of working on it LMAO

ANYWAYS. ayano breaks up with shintaro. vine boom. total breakdown moment like everyone out of the room i wanna talk to you alone. and this time its for REAL. like ayano isnt confrontational at all, all their arguments are always her being pushy abt idk mental health and shintaro's like godddd STOPPPPP and ayano crying and shintaro being like I CANNOT DEAL WITH THAT. IM SORRY I GUESS. CAN U GET OUT OF THE ROOM. WE'LL TALK LATER. but he also sucks so bad at letting the other person know they can count on him so he kind of assumes ayano will do it when she's ready because he KNOWS she's in pain. like. ofc it could go well. ofc shintaro and ayano could work through everything with kindness and comprehension for each other but they're both so sad and suddenly find themselves annoyed at each other one time and it felt so freeing to do that that they just keep doing it. especially shintaro. having ayano be mad at him is sort of relieving because he feels undeserving of her and its like yeah. Yeah!! i know its ooc but shinaya screaming match.god. sorry but all their bottled up emotions abt everything and they take it out on each other for no reason other than theyre giving each other the space and it plays out that way. theyre acting crazy about something so stupid like shintaro not wanting ayano to wear his clothes or whatever. like they scream about that but its not about that. it just feels so good to scream. it feels so good to scream and let it out even if they haven't given themselves the time to process that theyre not... actually screaming abt that at all. theyre screaming about everything else. not even about each other. its about themselves. its always been.its never been about each other. when it is, its stupid. thats why they do it. its just easier. God. they were just not ready for a relationship, especially not one with each other out of all people.

ayano breaks first, therefore dumps shintaro lol. he goes thru his own fucked up arc afterwards while ayano gets help. my man spirals DOWN. whether they get back together or not depends on my mood 🤨 but if they do, its by the time theyre in their mid twenties or something so a few years later LOL i picture them dating like for over a year maybe?? when theyre 18/19. hehe.

like. do you get it.

[slightlystupidhun]

The One That Almost Stayed

A Quinn and Darlin fic that is based on the song, The One That Got Away, by the civil wars. It is set before Darlin meets Sam.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6,

Part 7, Part 8, Part 9

TW: Cussing, Quinn, Hostility, Blood, Grooming. This fic discusses serious issues Tank probably went through. Please viewer discretion is advised.

Tank woke up as the sun beamed through the apartment window shining bright on their face. Their head was throbbing as they remembered the fight they had with the pack last night. Truth be told Cristian hadn’t lied completely. Their parents had left them. They picked up and dropped the pack only leaving this apartment behind. Tanker had picked up two jobs along with attending high school just to be able to afford rent.

They were about to roll back over in bed when they realized that they never did look for the number of the man they met. They grabbed the pants that they were wearing the night before and searched the pockets. They finally found his number in the front left pocket. They smiled remembering the entrancing man and took out their phone to shoot him a message.

HEY! SORRY ABOUT LAST NIGHT!

They weren’t expecting a response but less than five minutes later their phone pinged. They picked it up seeing their phone light up with the contact QUINN. They quickly thumbed it open.

Q: NO WORRIES! SO WANNA HANGOUT TONIGHT? OR IS THIS YOU LETTING ME DOWN EASY?

T: YOU STILL WANNA TAKE ME OUT?

Q: HELL YEAH! YOU’RE VERY INTERESTING.

T: OK THEN.

Q: ILL PICK YOU UP AT SEVEN THEN. HOW ABOUT WE MEET UP IN THE PARK?

T: ARE YOU SURE? YOU KNOW THE PARK IS ON PACK TERRITORY…

Q: WHAT YOU DONT PLAY NICE WITH THEM?

T: NO, NOT ALWAYS… HOW ABOUT WE MEET AT THE GATE TO THE PARK?

Q: SURE. ITS A DATE THEN.

They smiled down at their phone shutting it off and walking to their kitchen. Suddenly there was a knock at their door. They walked over and put their hands flat against the door before peering through the looking glass. They saw David and Gabe standing outside bags in their hand. It had been part of the discussion. They were allowed to live alone as long as David and Gabe could come over and have breakfast on the weekends and dinners during the week. They rolled their eyes and unlatched the chain before opening the door.

“Good morning Kiddo! How’d ya sleep?“ Gabe’s voice came through, loud and cheery as ever, as he walked in the small apartment.

“Fine. And you?” Tank replied exchanging pleasantries.

“I slept very well! Thank you! Alright on todays menus we have French toast, potatoes, and orange juice?” He set the bags down on the table and picked his head up.

“Sounds great Gabe.” They said shutting the door behind David, actively avoiding his gaze and his being entirely.

“Ok sit down. Both of you.” Gabe said voice becoming more stern. The pair sat down on the hard leather couch sitting on opposite ends. “I have to go out really quick to grab a package for the Security business. I’ll be right back! Get Breakfast started by the time I get back. That shouldn’t be to hard right?” He smiled before heading out.

Tank immediately went to their kitchen and grabbed out pans to cook with. David moved beside them and started prepping the food. It was silent and uncomfortable.

“So are we sworn to silence now?” David broke the silence first, a scowl burned into his features. Tank didn’t reply just turned and started peeling potatoes leaving David to whisk the eggs. “Who was that guy? He looked too old for you?” David said flatly.

“He’s my friend. He’s only a year older than me.” They replied.

“Where did you meet?” David pushed. His only reply was silence as tanker finished up their first potato and moved onto the second. “Look… I’m only asking because, he could be dangerous. And I wouldn’t want to have to run out and save your ass.” Tank got what he meant but decided to take it at face value.

“I can handle myself. And where is Ash today huh?” They shot him a look and he rolled his eyes.

“He is having a smash tournament with Milo and the others.” He said in a monotone phrase.

“Wow….” Tank said in a whisper.

“Cristian isn’t there.” He said quickly. “He’s currently barred from pack activities for a month.” He looked up and stared at their face trying to get a good read.

“Got it. That’s why I wasn’t invited either huh?” They said grabbing a new potato.

“No. You… you said you wanted space so I figured you wouldn’t want to come.” He said voice unsure now.

“I would still like the invite. Even if I’ll reject it.” They said grabbing the knife to chop the potatoes.

“Got it. Well, we were gonna go out tonight to dinner then a club… you could join us for the dinner.” David said trying to sound unbothered.

“No thanks,” they looked at him, gaze softening, “I have plans…”

“With the vamp?” He said quickly, trying not to sound accusatory. They dropped the potatoes in the boiling water, ignoring his question. “Tank-“

Suddenly the door opened and Gabe found his way back through. He quickly got to work helping make breakfast. It wasn’t to long before the meal was finished and they all sat down to eat together. The mood was much lighter now, and Tank felt a lot better than they had before. While they all were cleaning up their phone lit up. The time read that it was now about 12:04 pm

Q: HEY! JUST CHECKING IN, WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING ON WEARING FOR TONIGHT?

David read the screen first and scrunched his nose up. Quinn, something didn’t smell right to him, it all seemed to convenient. Tanker ran to their phone and picked it up typing back a quick text. They bit their lip as if trying to hide a smile. Tank felt like a younger sibling to David and all his senses were screaming protect, protect, protect.

T: OH, PROBABLY A BAND TANK TOP, MY LEATHER JACKET, BLACK JEANS, AND MY COMBAT BOOTS? IS THAT OK?

Q: SOUNDS GREAT! IM SURE YOULL LOOK AMAZING!

David tried not to gag as he looked over Tanks shoulder. They shut off their phone and turned around.

“Stop being so nosey David!!” They put their phone in their pocket.

“Where are you two going?” He asked and Tank shot him a look. He raised his hands in defense. “Just curious, I’m asking as a friend.”

“No where in particular. Don’t worry about it” they shrugged.

It wasn’t long until David and Gabe left. It was about 3:15. Tank quickly ducked into their room to charge their phone so that they wouldn’t miss a message in case their phone tried to die. They got ready to go, taking more care into their looks then usual, and was finally ready to go at around 6:15pm. They grabbed their keys and left heading to the park. They arrived at the park about 6:55. They checked their phone to make sure they weren’t late before checking with Quinn.

T:HEY IM HERE!!

They texted him and shoved their phone in their pocket. They rocked back and forth on their heels looking around them. They took out their phone again 6:59, was the time that read. Suddenly they felt a cool chill go down their spine as someone blew on their neck.

“Boo.” The familiar voice said. Tank turned in their heel facing him. He wore a handsome smile and had his hands shoved in his pockets. He pretty much wore a similar outfit to the one he wore the day before.

“Hey! You’re here!” They said trying not to sound too excited. He leaned down to their height and ruffled their hair.

“Of course I came. You ready to go?” He asked teaching a hand out for theirs. They reluctantly grabbed his hand, new to the idea of this form in contact. It felt nice and new and fresh. They walked for a while before heading around to the club.

“Don’t worry you’ll only have to do this for one more day, I’m eighteen tomorrow.” The smiled sheepishly down at their feet.

“I’m not worried.” He said his tone intoxicating. He placed a hand behind them on their back and led them in. The music was loud and the base was heavy. It was an empowered club, so Tank didn’t have to worry about breaking covert.

He led them to the back of the club near a VIP seating area that was semi-private. He sat them down next to him putting an arm behind them and ordering a water and a blood bag.

“So what was going on yesterday? What had you so upset?”

“Oh,” they tensed slightly, “I- it’s nothing.”

“Hey! It’s ok, I just want to help!” He said placing his hand on theirs gently. “I’m only here for you.”

“Well…” they said. “I just, sometimes I feel like a real outsider in the pack. I’m not always considered and some people are just, ya know.”

“Yeah I get it. I used to be a part of a clan. But I was kicked out when I got into a fight with my clan leader. He was always excluding me and my maker. Then my maker told me that if they ditched me, they could rejoin the clan. So I was out on the curb.” He grimaced and chuckled bitterly. “I guess you and I are the misfits huh?” He gave them a cheeky grin.

“Yeah- I guess so. I’m so sorry that you had to deal with that…” they placed their other hand on top of his.

“Nah don’t worry, that’s just how family is… they love you and leave you haha. But hey, I didn’t bring you here just to talk. Wanna dance?” He asked already standing up. They nodded and let him lead them to the dance floor.

They began dancing to the infectious club music. They laughed and had fun. He turned them so that their back was against him and placed his hands on their hips. He dipped his face into their shoulder. They put their hands over his and continued to dance.

“Having fun Pretty?” He whispered in their ear. They nodded.

“We should do this again.” They replied.

“Ohoh is this you asking me out on a second date?” He smiled into their neck, he began kissing a trail down to their shoulder. They shivered, excitement running through their veins.

“Maybe…” they bit the inside of their cheek grinning. He turned them around to face him.

“Well then I’ll have to take you out on another date, what about on Monday? We can hangout at my place?” He offered. “But only if you want pretty.”

“I do want.” They wrapped their arms around his neck.

“Then it’s another date.” He smiled.

At the end of their night he walked them back to the park before turning around and leaving. They practically skipped home giddy from the amazing night they had.

[jung-koook]

hi~

I've really liked scrolling through ur posts lately lol. The pinned post tho 😮‍💨 the fact that that mans has the same birthday as me----

Anyway I just wanna reach out to you, after seeing all of those hateful comments, and say, fuk those people, bts has always advocated love and no hate! I saw in another post of yours, reply to a hate comment and it really struck a cord in me. those people have no right calling themselves army or any where near that, when they act like that. you said you were tired of receiving comments like those and I'll I want to say is, keep your head up! I know you probably never asked for my support but... I just wanted to say this :)

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

-thanks for making my day better with gifs!-

fighting~

em

thank you so much for you words! I appreciate them so much! I was going to reply other messages about what i posted but after seeing that one I just lost my patience. you know, after the announcement we had this week I'm tired of some armys and no patience for some of them! saying I wish hobi had a physical cd doesnt make me dislike and disrespect jin or hobi. and I'm going to have to stop expressing my opinion on my blog because there are people who think that??? lmao :) no one has the right to come to my blog to say that I dont like a member because I commented something like that, because I criticized something. the other artists who had a digital album also had a physical dd version. if you follow me for a while you will know that i have been talking about hobi having a cd since his album came out. you can come to my blog and talk to me about it, maybe tell me that i expressed myself wrong but you have no right to question my love for all of them. if you realize its always like this, example. when there are people in our fandom who say they dont like something or that they wish something was different, there will always be a person to twist their words and say that the person hate bangtan now and that they have to leave the fandom. this is ridiculous and this is not love, this is obsession! I'm really so tired of how easy it is on the internet for them to take your words and twist it all and put it in a false narrative of what you NEVER said. its okay if you feel like criticizing something, or if you feel like expressing your opinion that you wish something was different, or that you didnt like something here. you can love something very much and still criticize it, or wish it were different, or not like everything they do. It doesnt make you love someone less, ok.

I know their solo albums wont be the same, I know hobi said he chose to have a digital album, I know all that. but I can still wish for something to be different. some people here have been driving me mad for awhile but there is a point i will never allow which is questioning the love i have for all the members! this is the last time i'm going to talk about this, i'm extremely mentally tired from paying attention to these ridiculous people.

[cassyapper]

hi, im sorry bc i dont think u have any particular interest in pt4, but i have a rly long josuke playlist and i wanna share some of my favourite songs from it w ppl who would understand, if thats alright. u dont have to listen to any of these or reply to this if u dont want to, ik its a bit long

-boys keep swinging by bowie: i think its a jos/oku/koichi song. i imagine them singing it at karaoke together lol. its v fun, upbeat and slightly gay

-boots by east end + yuri: i cant understand all the lyrics and theres no translations online, but it sounds like some dude enthusing abt his nice shoes while his friends hype him up. its also very jos/oku/koichi lmao

-rebel rebel by bowie: very very josuyasu. like The jsys song

-the murder mystery by velvet underground: this is very “hunt for kira”. it makes me think of everyone frantically discussing the case, trying to figure it out, while kira slips right by them. very long song, but u can get the gist quickly, the lyrics are kinda nonsense anyways

-pressure by billy joel: very josuke in the final fight

-i saved the world today by eurythmics: trauma while recovering immediately post-pt4

thank u

ANON PLEASE SHARE THE LINK TO THE FULL PLAYLIST PLEASEEE I LOVE WHAT'S HERE AND I WOULD LOVE LOVE LOVE TO LISTEN TO IT ALL IN FULL I LOVE THE THOUGHT AND EFFORT PUT INTO THIS PLEASE IT'S SO SO SO GOOD I LOVE JOSUKE SO MUCH

also i know i don't talk about part 4 a whole lot but that's because i think it's THE PERFECT JOJO PART. LIKE LITERALLY. PART 4 IS PROBABLY MY FAVORITE PART TIED WITH STONE OCEAN PLEASE I'm so so so happy u sent me this message even if u were nervous because I LOVE THEM SO BAD OHH MY GOD

please this is so awesome i'm so happy and overjoyed this was quite literally the best thing to wake up to esp cause im gonna start watching part 4 with a friend today so like!!!! this is perfect. anon i am hugging you so tightly in the astral plane you can feel it irl

[astrxlis-archive]

Hello Fox (ღˇᴗˇ)｡o♡ I got so distracted before actually Writing This Down (accidentally scrolled through twitter and whatever stuff besides writing you the reply 😭) I'll reply first to the very very first message i sent you

YOUR JEWELRIES 😳 It is giving Mona⭐ Please attach some pictures when you found the time to do so! I wanna see those~ They aren't just jewelries to me in your description... they sound so fancy it is definitely Monacore! (I do relate with owing someone something too but i like gifts nonetheless as long as they dont make me in their debt ya kno... Paying for food seems wonderful, or maybe even paying for you when you're tight on money)

Thank you so much for the hug 🥰 it's alright, you know how wonky you can be living with mental health struggles? I'd be feeling happy at the moment, but maybe internally not at the same time ♪ Unfortunately, I stopped the meds (but also because my mom doesn't plan to go back anytime yet). I just don't think it's possible to live through drinking it daily or even get used to it since it's too bothersome 😅

Nahida is so radish looking there is no simpler way to describe her. If i could, i'd show her to a kid learning about vegetables. I'll call her the Radish Fairy (affectionately). I think I'm a menace for this ☺️.. I may not be able to purchase merch (f2p even irl), but I sure do hope they make Aranara plushies... they could profit off it so so much! (And give players joy) I wanna suggest to HYV to make a detachable mix-&-match wooden aranara dolls like in the game event~

I'm gonna cry... I wanna try to shorten messages and replies but alright this is the shortest i can go...😆 There's too much to talk about it's crazy 😭

I'm just a c0 kazuha haver^^ Well ya know tighnari will be in standard pool soon so... He might come when you lose your 50/50 (reversed!!) It's almost 2 yrs of me playing the game I still have no diluc 🤣 i'm rooting for tighnari to come home first when i lose 50/50 bye diluc

Ooh heizou! Yes, yes. I love his character! (Doesn't know his story) i love detectives and his design + voice is really perfect.. THE MOLES. He's too smooth and Thank you so much hyv for that ^0^ playstyle wise, it's really not my type, or maybe because after getting him i got a commission to fight the eye of storm (my team during that time includes kazuha, thoma, heizou, & zhongli(he carried with meteor). There is No archer or catalyst user) it was hell... 🤣😭 Happy to say that kazuha, heizou and thoma are friendship 10 now!

CYNO is too cool and good to be true, but i need to skip *cough*. It's more on the aesthetic for me 🥰 may you get him on his rerun!! Mwa mwa I'm still processing how he canonically jokes unfunny or cringe ones (to tighnari) but anyways people will still love him 🤣 it's good to be goofy when your position is serious

Tbh, the studyblr posts i've been seeing aren't really suitable for me and they're more like... good student kind of tips 🤣 idk, maybe i am really stubborn or dislike following things very much (Would read the rules but then do something that breaks it afterwards <- the kind of person i am. Insane) Thank you for your support Fox!! 😭🥰 (it's so weird to say this but..) i'm really grateful for you being with me through all these times! <33 you atleast, have lifted some emotional burdens from me at some times which i am thankful for! 🥰

— 🍰.

hewwooo 🍰!!

i understand the "doing something else instead of what i meant to do" thing 😂 also tumblr pls.

the small earring set really reminded me of mona 😭 the long one actually reminded me of kaeya, and as a kaeya simp, i had to buy them /j i actually waited a week to see if i really wanted them, and i was really happy when i went back to the store and they hadn't been sold~ the pics are up! just ignore the dust lol usually when i can i pay for my friends food hehe small actions of love :')

yeah, i understand that all too well tbh... i can't really comment on the med part because i agree and i'm also struggling with taking my own. they're not for everyone and that's alright. they weren't a good option for me for a long time. but please continue to take care of yourself, ok?

i'm sure the child would say she looks like a radish too pls 😭😭 i would buy the plushies if they sold them....... or at least i'd want to buy bc shipping + currency conversion would cost me a lot............. but dude!!! wooden mix and match aranara dolls!!! that'd be so cute 🥺

i really do hope he'll come home for both of us. if i get another keqing i'm going to cry. also i'd give you my diluc jf i could, but alas jfndjsns i think i somehow summoned him when i bought his skin...... 🙃

dude, how do you raise friendship so fast??? my kazuha is still level 7 and i'm struggling 🫥 but you're right, heizou really has a smooth voice, both in english and chinese. he's benched right now bc my team has only one rotational spot and kazuha's in it lol i can imagine your struggle... that's the downside of having two anemo characters AND the catalyst one is actually a physical one 🥲

there are some leaks that we'll actually get to play the card game cyno plays on 3.3 and i'm slightly excited. a game inside a game. gameception lol i hope we'll get to see tighnari and collei interact with him, especially collei. i don't remember if you mentioned it but is there anyone you'll be skipping him for?

oooohoho, so you're the rebellious type? /j hmm, i remember seeing posts like those too. feels weird when you're neurodivergent, doesn't it? it makes me really happy to read i was able to help you somehow 🥺 i hope i can continue to do so. 💕💕

[6ad6ro]

im watching the projared explanation vid rn n i'm gonna keep adding to this as i watch. think of this as like real-time commentary? even tho it’s not real-time at all like i’m just pausing the video to make lil comments. here’s vid btw. but geez it'd be weird if all he did was cheat (like it's icky i’m def against cheating... but how would that matter to you if it doesn't involve u personally?).

TLDR (this was written after the fact): i’m rly leaning towards believing him about not doing the underage stuff. and i wished i had listened to my initial gut on that. i could care less about exchanging nudes with fans if they were 18+. i also could care less about any relationship drama. anyways i watched all of it and wrote a LOT. it’s kinda interesting (not rly) to see my opinion change over the course of the writing? i was really tearing into jared at first ahaha. but i’m putting it under a readmore. it’s not written well at all so read if you dare...

just started watching. first of all i will say it feels very scripted (is he lying/acting/performing? or is it just well thought out??) idk and LOL at him purposely looking unshaven and like a mess... like THAT was at least on purpose and makes me immediately not rly trust him? but idk i can't actually judge him based on this rly... then again what a sappy fucking thumbnail.

aw geez IT'S LIKE HE'S DOIN A REG COMEDY VIDEO like stop acting dude? i know he's... well he’s weird and seems like a very “scripted” person if that makes sense? but... it's just a rly weird move to try and make a "here's the real story/apology" video this way. not how i’d do it at all (and i’ve been there to a much lesser degree so)...

oh and i know he's SUPER mad at the two (at the time) underage ppl? and justifiably so if they lied. but idk his claim that the only reason for them to remove their accusation posts was "bc they held no water and they knew the timing was right to safely do the most damage"? uh dude you're one of the more well known youtubers like IMAGINE all the ppl that were harassing these guys? well at least they were both lgbtq etc and the gaming community has a traditionally open mind about that (sarcasm).

btw i kinda hate the term "the tea" too? soo much. but just bc it's another appropriated term white kids overuse... but even still i probably wouldn't have opened up a vid like this... well i'll just say it... was he straight up pointing the finger at gay ppl etc for harassing him n bein shallow n only enjoying the drama etc? like idKKK it just felt like he was calling out sassy gay ppl ONLY like why did he even say that??

yeah bc straight white gamer dudes NEVER gossip about drama. they NEVER act shallow. dude ur fanbase is like... some of the most shallow, gossipy ppl out there. i can't TELL you how many AWFUL videos i watched of your fans n other youtbers talking about you. and how... INSANE? it was? that they only rly called you out for "cheating on your cute wife" bc the accusations of underage shit n manipulation yeah nbd! but god forbid you cheat on your "attractive cosplay wife".

srry i'm rly tearing him apart here... i'm not meaning to. almost every gaming personality has shit fans. even i? me. a nobody. have to double check new followers to see if they're nazis etc? it's so common... anyways i'm not actually damning him in any way yet even if i'm bringing up so many lil issues i have w this vid lol srry?

btw i used to follow his tumblr. there was WEIRD shit going on, esp right before it shut down. like the "i got hacked" thing seems really convinient? IDK srry it's just my gut but he reminds me of sociopaths etc i used to be friends with. how he explains things and talks... like they all sound a lil like dennis from always sunny? idk my gut is tellin me he's full of shit i'm sorry. gonna keep watching. wait he really WAS hacked? i mean i guess i believed he was hacked at first bc the guy posting awful shit and claiming to be a pro-hacker was... well he was too crazy to be made up. a real fucking maniac loser.

as time is going on, unless all of this stuff is fabricated? he seems ro have found a crazy amount of proof that he didn't do the underage stuff. like... maybe the weird vibes he gave off is this stuff drove him insane? like... i’ve been friends with/dated quite a few fucked up, gaslighting assholes? trying to figure out what the fuck is going on can drive you a little nuts. he's kinda winning me over here a lil... again if the underage/manipulation stuff is untrue? i could care less about the other stuff. and i LOVE ross? but srry... who cares about that other stuff...

to explain what changed my mind: most ppl that he reminds me of are sociopaths etc. or rather, people that really fucked my life up. so i have a lotta baggage regarding them? and they're bigger in my mind than the other types. i won't lie the way he explains things and argues points REALLY bugs me? but i know ppl like that who are good people. or at least not psychopaths. immature, basic idiots at the worst (not that im callin HIM an idiot). anyways that alone doesn't make him guilty. watchin more now.

i was about to bring up that its actually really... cool? that he's focusing on the underage shit rather than the cheating/drama? bc thats all that needs to be explained rly? but LOL he just got to the "game grumps" part n in losing it. am i rly about to drown in this drama? fuck dude lol noooooo....

okay finished it. fuck man idk i feel stupid. right at the start i even was like "noooo he couldn't have!" but the underage stuff is like... like that shit makes my brain boil n stop working n go into “ill kill him” mode. and jared was so silent and so i figured he was doing damage control (ignoring it until it went away) rather than research to show people this was all fake/getting legal advice?

i kinda think he didn't do any of the real icky shit. i still get a vibe he might be a weirdo. and i don't think heidi necessarily made ALL of that stuff up? and i could care less that he was getting sexually involved w his fans like even I have been flirted with due to running a game gif blog (god knows why). and like FUCK it's so normalized for ppl in bands to sleep w fans? so why on EARTH would people think youtube gamerz are “too good for that”? anyways...

my point is, i think i mighta been wrong about him n the underage stuff. idk what to believe about the other stuff? the only thing i know for sure is that ross o'donovan is a very sweet n nice guy. and i'm so glad the drama between him and jared was imagined. it was prob just shitty to have fans ask him about it over and over...

okay lol if you just read all of this please go do something more fun and interesting now lol! i'm gonna put this all under a readmore and put a tldr on it! and... go to bed bc fuck its 2am OOPS!

[minahoeshi]

you were loved the most of all.

Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader | break-up angst

summary: You should've known that when Ushijima Wakatoshi found it easy to fall in love with you, it might be even easier for him to fall out of it. But who expects the worst when it comes to loving someone as seemingly perfect as him, anyway?

Chapter 1 of 2

Chapter 2 of 2

He said it was easy to fall in love with you. He said he didn’t know when exactly, at which place, nor for what reason. Simply one day, Ushijima Wakatoshi found himself looking at you with the epiphany that maybe there’s something more meant to happen between you and him. There you stood before him that day, the person he could promise love to. (And there he stood before you that moment, the boy whose promises you found yourself believing in no matter what.)

So maybe that’s why it was even easier for him to fall out of love. When he told you he was no longer in love with you, it didn’t matter to you to ask when exactly, at which place, or for what reason. Even the universe itself is meant to fizzle out one day along with the death of the stars. Just one more person drifting away from you like a lone planet with no real orbit shouldn’t leave you broken. You are used to this. You won’t fall apart.

But you break anyway.

It was snowing outside when he decided to tell you to end things now before it hurts both of you even further. Not that the snow has anything to do with the coldness creeping up your chest threatening to spill out of you in endless sobs. You were glad, though. That at the very least, he remained honest with his feelings. He never left you guessing. Every time, he never forgets to tell you what’s on his mind. His honesty is something he thought was necessary.

“I understand, don’t worry. Thank you for telling me right away. I know you’re also considering me–” you tell him and choke up. There are tears running down your face but you’re not worried about that. Wakatoshi never let you mask your emotions around him. For the longest time, he reminded you to feel free to be completely bare with him. All the good and the bad, he said. Don’t be afraid to show them to me. I will always understand.

He steps closer and puts you between his arms. You feel his chin on top of your head as you lean your face into his chest. You’re sobbing now. “I’ll be fine, Toshi. We’ll be fine.”

He kisses the top of your head and lets you stay in his arms for minutes. “I loved you then, and I love you still. It’s just that they’re no longer the same kind. I will stay if you ask me to, okay? Anything you want.”

This only makes you cry harder. He’s always been too good. And even in breaking your heart, he’s too good. You want him to hold on. You want to ask him to stay with you for years and years. Even with a different kind of love, you’ll let him be as long he’s close by. But someone like him who has dreams beyond yourself shouldn’t ever be with someone like you who still lacks certainty toward anything.

“Just for tonight,” you ask, still crying. “Can I stay?”

“of course,” he replies. Anytime you want. Anything you want. It has always been this way.

Because humans are creatures of routines and familiarity, you spend that night the way you usually do when you’re at his place. You cook dinner with him and eat on the dining table, sharing stories and laughter. You keep adding food to his plate and he smiles as you giggle at everything you find funny.

It’s okay, it’s okay. You’ll be okay. You’ll be fine.

You clean the kitchen and stay in the living room. He leans on the couch as you lay down with your head on his lap. You keep talking and laughing. He goes along, sometimes adding things to make you laugh even more, sometimes simply agreeing, sometimes asking questions. You keep it loud and light, afraid of the silence. Inside you, it’s so heavy, your heart might just fall off. This will be the last, you tell yourself. You want to be happy for now. While he’s still here.

"Do me a favor, okay?" You tell him as you're nearing slumber. "Let me leave first tomorrow. Maybe stay in bed, maybe pretend you're asleep. But tomorrow, don't get out of the room until I've left the house." Your voice shakes, feeling yourself wanting to sob.

"I don't want to wake up to another empty bed but I don't want to see your face when I wake up too," you curl into him even further. "I'm sorry for being selfish. I'm sorry I still don't really know what to do. And I know you wake up pretty early and you know, do stuff, but just for tomorrow, please?"

Wakatoshi didn't really understand why. He originally planned on cooking breakfast for you and taking you to the train station. He would watch you board the train and he'd make sure to smile at you as he waves. You always waved back. That's how it works. Even after fights, and even after especially bad nights, you'd still do the same. Watching you leave with a smile was how you both knew you'd still be fine the days after. That nothing much can affect your relationship. For years, this has been the routine.

But tomorrow, he knows he has to give way. He knows what he said hurt you. It would be wrong of him to do what he wants simply because he's used to.

Tomorrow's the last, he realises. And then if you want, he'd never see you again.

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You wake up pretty early. The sky is a calm shade of blue, the world outside still waking up. You check the time on your phone and find it's 6 AM. Last night, you slept with your back on him. The sight before you is the other end of his bedroom and you notice just how much of yourself you've managed to leave around his place. Pieces of just one other person in his life, scattered in places around his world pretending that’s just where they belong. You didn't mind leaving things behind back then. You never really thought of the day that you might’ve to take back all of them. Just how does one pick up parts of themselves when they thought they’ve finally found a place for them to stay?

But as you stand up, you conclude that when things end, traces shouldn’t be left behind. He didn’t decide to break up only to be reminded of you even after you’re no longer close to him. So you go and pick every little thing that's yours. Even your jacket and sweaters and a few pairs pyjamas in his closet. You'll just take his things from your place too and hand it to Tendou's shop. Coming back here won’t do you any good. Him coming to your place instead wouldn’t either.

Collecting all your things, even the ones you can't use anymore, you leave the bedroom and enter the living room. You don't have many belongings here aside from some DVDs and books. You only take the books and leave the rest for him. You've always preferred reading anyway.

Setting your bag and things aside on the sofa, you go ahead and wash yourself in the bathroom and bring your toothbrush and some other products with you when you're done. You then head to the kitchen to cook him something light to eat for breakfast . You knew you didn't have to. He knows how to cook. It has always been him cooking breakfast for you. When you could, you’d rather stay in bed until the very moment you must start preparing to go to uni or work. But you did anyway. He's probably in his bed, awake. He has never been a heavy sleeper. With all the moving you did around his room, he was bound to wake up if he wasn't already.

You make him a simple omelette and write a small message on top of it with ketchup. "Good luck with practice today!"

You've already cleaned everything you used, preferring to wash and set utensils as soon as you're done with them. That way, when you're sitting down to eat, there won't be any cluster around to distract you.

You put the ketchup down and decide that should be enough. You'll stop here. You should go now.

Ushijima is sitting on his bed. He's been awake since 5 AM when he usually goes on his run. It isn't the first time he chose to stay with you instead of going out, but he can't help but feel heavy this time. He stayed in for you. But as the minutes pass by, it seems that he simply cannot find the courage to sit up and face you.

He wants to sink into his bed.

There's knock on the door followed by sentences uttered softly. "Toshi, I'm going now. There's breakfast on the table. Make sure to eat before you go."

There goes the heavy feeling again. Maybe if this keeps up, he might just actually sink and never get back up.

You've done that a few times. Leaving while he's still in the room. You don't even open the door. You simply knock and tell him you're about to go, always reminding him to eat before he goes too.

But this will be the last, he thinks. If you leave now, will he never see you again?

a/n

chapter 2 will be up soon not rly sure when tho. (it's up now the link is at the top)

also, im not entirely sure but i think i didnt use any pronouns or gendered nouns for this except "girl" in the 1st paragraph which i erased just now? if i'm right, then i hope everyone reading this get to feel as though theyre rly the person in the story. unless ofc u dont want that bc this isnt the happiest ushitoshi x reader fic u can find🥲. but thanks for reading!!!! m so sorry for typos nd other errors as well. i kinda cant read my own writings bc sometimes doing so makes me wanna smack myself in the head and never write again nd i hate that so now im leaving my mistakes to the gods nd hope they love me enough or smth. but yes thank u sm again for reading!!!!

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

Dream SMP Recap (April 27/2021) - Facing Fears

Ponk confronts Foolish at the Community House and plans to build a supreme fridge to make things up with him after the Banquet.

Tommy, preparing for the prison break, decides he needs to face his fears before he does so.

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VOD LINKS:

Ponk

Foolish

Tommyinnit

Tubbo

Ranboo

Captain Puffy

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- Ponk starts off in the cobblestone pyramid base.

- Ponk looks at the photos on his walls and puts on his shoes.

“Chat...today, we make the supreme fridge. We lost a friend -- it should’ve been Eret, okay? In all honest, it should’ve been Eret...it’s sad. It’s all so sad to think a friend of mine -- another friend! -- betrayed me like this, you know?”

“I guess...Purpled won’t be needing our supplies anymore.”

- Chat thinks Ponk doing a deep voice sounds like Sam. 

- Ponk wants to make it up to Foolish, and what better to do than make him a supreme fridge? He still has the cake Foolish gave him at the Banquet. He had no idea. 

- He starts mining down the Netherite blocks. Purpled won’t be needing these anymore.

- Ponk then goes over to Niki’s city to retrieve supplies.

- Badboyhalo is like that one friend who’s way too into a pyramid scheme and tried to get everyone else involved.

- When a dono points out that Ponk still got involved in the scheme, Ponk replies: 

“I mean...look. The pyramid scheme gave me structure to my life, alright? What kind of structure did I have before then? Huh? Think about it. What was I doing? Who was I sharing my thoughts with, chat? Exactly. So anything with structure was probably better than that, you know?”

“‘I had Sam?’ I had Sam. Chat. What did Sam do to me?”

- Ponk makes it to the ocean monument farm.

- Sam joins the game.

Ponk: hello...

Sam: You’re cute :)

Sam: Later <3

- He leaves. Purpled joins the game.

Ponk: So

Ponk: LOOK WHO IS HERE

Purpled: hi ponk

Ponk: DONT HI PONK ME

Purpled: ok

Purpled: bye ponk

- Purpled leaves. Ponk realizes he missed out on his chance to play Bedwars with him.

- Ponk gets a message back and goes to play Bedwars.

- Foolish notices the renovations and new obsidian layer on L’Sandburg. It doesn’t actually look too bad, and he decides he might keep it.

- After Bedwars, Ponk returns to the cobblestone pyramid to get things. He takes a closer look at the photos again. Sam is crossed out with red in one.

- Ponk waits at the Community House for Foolish. He has a photo of him and Foolish and a cake.

- Foolish asks what happened at the Banquet. Ponk boats over to him, but Foolish notices his eyes are still red.

- Ponk tells him that he never knew Foolish was going to get hurt. He was just the coat man.

Ponk: “Look at me! Does this look like someone like the guest of honor? No, alright? To have to serve people that have betrayed me, Foolish! How do you think that hurt? And then to see you! Taken up there by my friends, alright! I don’t know.”

- He tells Foolish that they’ve had good times together, that he saved the cake Foolish gave him. He gives Foolish the cake. When Foolish worries it might be poisoned, he says they can eat it together.

- Bad said he’d found armor in a chest and gave it to Ponk. Ponk didn’t know he was going to need it.

- Foolish asks how he knows this isn’t some sort of trap. Ponk tells him that he wants to make it up to Foolish.

Ponk: “Obviously, you can’t trust me and I know that, right. But I wanna make it up to you. Okay? Trust is something I hold very dear to me, and for me to break it, alright...be it from a third party’s perspective, okay? I didn’t have much to do with this Banquet, Foolish, you have to understand me.”

Foolish: “You’re telling me the Egg isn’t in control of you right now, is what you’re saying?”

Ponk: “The Egg helps me, Foolish. It gives me structure, okay?”

Foolish: “Do you still believe the Egg is some kind of good thing? Do you believe it’s actually something you should have in your like?”

- Ponk tells him to walk with him. Foolish points out he led the attack on his temple, all for the Egg.

Foolish: “You did it for the Egg! Thinking you would like, impress it or something, like it would give you more! What’s the real problem, Ponk? You haven’t explained. What’s the real problem? Your hand, like what’s with your hand -- what’s with the Egg in the first place--”

- Ponk tells him they don’t talk about the hand. That’s something he has to deal with. But he’s truly sorry, and he’s going to build Foolish a supreme fridge.

- Foolish is still concerned about the eyes. Ponk says the eyes mean nothing. Foolish doesn’t know how much Ponk has lost, who he’s lost. 

- Foolish snaps, saying he died. Does Ponk know how scary a thing that is?  Ponk replies that he does know, but Foolish is taking it out of proportion.

Ponk: “A quick death, or a slow, painful one, Foolish? Come on, man.”

- Ponk will still lay the foundations for the fridge. Even if Foolish chases him off, he will come back, day after day, to build the fridge and prove that he’s a good person.

- The Egg provides free Starbucks, and that is worth it.

- Foolish says he can’t trust Ponk until the red eyes and everything in his system are gone. Ponk says it will all be explained in time.

- Foolish has had enough and leaves. He heads back to the summer home. Ponk got him thinking about death again. He makes it back to the green light to calm down.

- Foolish then goes to continue building, to finish the mansion.

- Tommy wasn’t there for the Banquet. The Blood Vines are gone from the path now, and he is not afraid of the Egg. He wonders where it went.

- He has something to do today. He heads over to Snowchester to meet with Tubbo. Tubbo and Ranboo come over to the mansion.

- Tommy pulls Tubbo aside to speak with him alone. He asks Tubbo about how, after the Disc War Finale, he gave Tubbo the Nightmare armor set. He wants it back.

- He asks for Tubbo’s help with some things, but doesn’t want Ranboo there.

- Tubbo takes Tommy into the Snowchester vault. Tommy says he’ll give the rest back, but he wants to keep the Totem of Undying. Tommy puts on Dream’s armor.

- Next, Tommy and Tubbo go over to Pogtopia to retrieve Tommy’s sword. They open Sam’s vault door and Tommy gathers his things.

- Tommy and Tubbo go mine some obsidian in Pogtopia. He needs obsidian and blackstone.

- He gets home and cleans up the blood on the Prime Path. Ranboo arrives and gives him more stacks of obsidian.

- He explains to Tubbo and Ranboo that in a few days’ time, things are going to change, and he’s not strong enough yet. He wants to face the things he’s scared of.

- Tommy mines below the watchtower. He wants to create two bunkers. One that replicates the Final Control Room, and one that replicates the prison.

- Tommy asks if either of them have been to the prison. Ranboo says no, Sam doesn’t let him in. Tubbo says Sam didn’t let him in either.

- He tells Ranboo and Tubbo that he’s afraid of taking damage.

- Tommy’s heard rumors about the Panic Room and asks Ranboo what it was. Ranboo says it was just a room he went to when he got stressed, kind of like what Tommy’s making but the opposite.

- After they finish the bunkers, Tommy leads them all to Logstedshire. Tommy walks around, looking at everything there and remembering what happened.

- Next, Tommy goes to visit the exact recreations of the rooms in the museum. He meets Eret on the Prime Path.

- He asks Ranboo and Tubbo to lock him in for a minute and walks into the Final Control Room, talking through his feelings, pressing the button like he did when it happened.

- Tommy starts looking through the chests and finds the book that Eret left for Wilbur named “I’m Sorry.”

Tommy: “It’s okay...it’s okay because times have changed, and so have people. Not all people...but most.”

- They leave the museum and Tommy asks Tubbo to stab him with a sword.

- Tommy then goes into the recreation they made of the prison cell. He starts panicking and asks to be let out. Tubbo and Ranboo let him out. He tells them that in the next few days, it’s all going to change. He’s going to try and do what he should’ve done a long time ago.

- Tommy gives Ranboo a hug and thanks him for helping. He asks Ranboo to leave, then tells Tubbo to come up the watchtower with him.

- There, he tells Tubbo about dying and coming back. He and Tubbo had the chance to kill Dream and they didn’t, but now, Tommy’s going to break into the prison and do it.

- He needs from Tubbo a couple of things, and Tubbo can’t tell anyone -- even Ranboo -- about this. He needs Tubbo’s help to get him several invisibility potions, defenses stronger than TNT: withers.

- People are going to be upset with him because getting rid of Dream will get rid of the revival book. Tommy says the revive book isn’t worth it to keep him alive. Being in between life and death was worse than just staying dead.

- Most of all, he needs Tubbo to trust him.

Tommy: “This isn’t the right thing to do, Tubbo. It’s the only thing to do.”

- He tells Tubbo he’ll see him soon and leaves.

- Tubbo and Ranboo go off to fight some wither skeletons for skulls.

- Later, Ranboo goes mining with Tubbo in VC.

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Upcoming events remain the same.

[violetnotez]

Omg hi!! I rewatched bnha and the scene with todoroki and Bakugo with the kids?? You know what I’m talking about with them, camie and the wind dude? Could I maybe ask for todoroki and Bakugo with an s/o who was also there for that and they’re just naturally good with kids and even got the devil children to calm down ? Haha I thought it would be cute anyways have an amazing day!! Ilyyy❤️❤️❤️❤️

OMG this is the cutest thing everrrrrrrrrrr I legit squealed getting this cause I just love kiddos 🥺and imagining the boys with kids UGH MA HEARTTTT

Music Genre: Pop | BNHA

Characters: Bakugo, Shoto

Warnings: cussing (when do I write without cussing lmao 😂💀)

Music Collection | Tip Jar | Requests!

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Shoto

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Honestly, Shoto is good with kids and doesn’t even realize it

Cause He has ungodly patience

He may bore them at times, since hes so serious and straight forward, but kids generally like him 

(Especially the little girls lmaoooo)

But anyways, we all know these kids were damn gremlins at first

But you somehow were able to relate with the kids on a level the others couldnt

You could actually talk with them and get their attention

Like “Wow is that a Star Wars shirt? Cool!” or “I love how you painted your nails- did you do it yourself?”

General stuff like that

Shoto was just kinda- impressed

Like whoa Im getting pummeled by kids that call me “wee wee”, while your over there able to talk about Legos  with those same kids

He just takes mental notes of how you start a conversation with them

He finds it super endearing though

Especially when your kneeling down at one kid, just talking about comic books

And the kids face just lights up when this grown up is able to talk about characters he loves so much

The kids just see you as like this mama bear now-

But when Shoto makes the slide they all instantly reallllyyyyyy like him

All the kids wanna go on (like WHO WOULDNT) but of course there’s a few that are a little scared even though they wanna go on

Youre standing next to him and kinda nudge him, trying to be nonchalant but point out the kids who were hesitant

when you two walk up to these little girls and guys, they tell you their scared that they’ll get hurt

“Dont worry guys! Shoto built this- he’s super strong, and he would never let you guys get hurt,”

*cue Shoto turning beet red

He just nods along to what youre saying, offering some words of encouragement here and there, but he’s just stuck on how cute you are with these school kids, and then you call him strong-

You two spend the rest of the training session helping those little kids feel comfortable, and he actually makes friends with a few of them and UGH its just too cuteeeee

Bakugo

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Dipshit is annoyed your good with the kids

Like- how is screaming and forcing kids to fighting matches not making them like him???

this poor boy😔

He’s just crossing his arms and huffing around cause- why do they like you?!

Youre the one that kinda forces him to be nice........

Aaaaaaaaaaaand starts doing damage control

Cause Of course, Bakugo makes the fricking kids cry, its Bakugo

So this dumbie starts hollering at a little girl who stole his gauntlet and she bursts in a ball of tears

you run over to her and scoop her up in your lap-

shes like wailing in your lap, and You started asking her question like “Are you okay?” and “Whats your name?”

You comment on how adorable the clips in her hair is, and that seems to help her out- you start talking about favorite hairstyles, animals, colors, and shes actually giggling a little and looking alot calmer

Thats when you ask her why she was crying and she just gives Bakugo the most DIRTIEST look as she points at him

You try to hold back a laugh cause she is petty AF that Bakugo made her cry

“Oh my friend Bakugo scared you? Dont worry, hes not all that mean,”

the liesssssss

You pick up the little girl and bring her over to Bakugo, whose talking with the others about what they should try next to make the kids like them

You tap him on the shoulder and he just snarls out “The hell you want baka?”, and the girl kinda gets scared again and cuddles up next to you

“Hey Bakugo,” you reply back as calmy as you can, “I think you should meet my new friend!”

“Why the hell would I-”

Thats when you give him a “Dont- fuck- this- up-more- than- you- already- have” face, and he kinda gets the message

You turn to the girl, whose still cuddled to you, and say to her very nicely “Tell him your name, it’s okay,”

And she does!!!! 😁

Surprisingly he actually tells her his name....and then for some random ass reason he just holds out his hand for this 6 year to shake

He did look really uncomfy-but his hand,,,,👀

Like that’s what he thinks is what your supposed to do when you make a 6 year old cry 💀👀

pray for Bakugo’s future children

The little girl is super hesitant, but she takes it and kinda looks a little better knowing this big meanie of a grown up isnt that bad

Theres a pause, and she just blurts out -”Why are your hands so sweaty?”

LMAOOOOO EXPOSEDDDDD 💀💀💀

you just fucking loose it

Bakugo is like making unearthly guttural noises cause he wants to start scremaing at this twerp, but he knows if he did youd be pissed, and this little girl is just laughing along with you

But- hes does gotta admit you did look really cute with that kid....

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[shoutogepi]

Orange Lamborghini

Bakugou Katsuki

word count : 6.3k 

[ ✘ (nsfw!) ]  

themes : lil toucha ass play, car sex, baku being a damn tease

bio : You keep telling yourself you’re done with Bakugou, but the last time is never really the last time, is it?

author’s note : i know i said i was gonna post a tamaki fic but it’s a certain violent blonde’s birthday tomorrow!! (happy 4/20 ayy) so here you go ;) … also this is a part two to my other baku fic, “fuck you i just might”, but you don’t have to read that one before this if you don’t wanna!

side note : Y/H/N is your hero name, and reader is a pro hero working at the same agency as Bakugou. ALSO he smells like caramel bc of his quirk, dont fight me on this >:(

also available on AO3 here

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“🅂taying late again?” Reo, the owner of the coffee cart stationed in the lobby of the hero agency, quizzes as he throws you an accusatory look.

You stand before him, hand awkwardly looped around your elbow and a small, bashful smile on your lips. He totally knows. But you appreciate that he never outright says anything, and you know for a fact that he would never peep even a whisper to anyone. You are probably his most loyal customer, and you’d like to think he considers you a friend after all this time— not to mention, all the coffee you’ve purchased from him.

Reo gauges your meek expression, and he only smiles as he pours the creamer into the dark brown liquid. “They must be working you hard… I’ve never seen a top hero work such long hours, staying even after everyone else has left. Well, almost everyone, that is.”

Yeah, he most certainly knows.

“What can I say?” You blabber, perhaps answering him a bit too quickly. “Work is my whole life. I don’t have time for anything else, I guess.” The sentiment is a little awkward but full of candor, and when the words leave your lips you’re surprised to hear them carry such a solemn tone.

The man nods in understanding, handing you your cup of coffee before he grabs a cookie from the glass display case and offers it to you as well. “On the house,” he states and you share a long showdown of a gaze with him before you reluctantly pluck the treat from his outreached tongs.

“Thanks Reo, you have a good night now.” Bowing slightly to the elder, you turn and take your leave, quiet steps echoing in the otherwise empty foyer.

Just as the elevator doors open to take you back up into the higher levels of the building, Reo calls out to you. “You know, you should find someone that’s just as hardworking as you. Maybe they’re closer than you think.”

Flustered by the old man’s advice, you only nod and bow again, jamming your thumb into the button. A sigh of relief escapes you as the doors conceal you from his prying eyes. That man has a sixth sense, you swear.

The elevator doors open and you briskly walk through them, along the corridor and around the corner before you finally reach the conference room. Taking a deep breath, you slip through the doorway, eyes trained on the table half-covered in paperwork. Bakugou is sitting behind the spread out files, his red eyes jumping up to regard your approaching form. Placing the cookie wrapped in napkin on the table, you nod at him as you turn and open a cabinet, fingers pinching a fresh manilla folder and shutting the door with a bump from your hip.

“Working late, huh?” His rough voice splits the silence hanging in the air, and when you turn to look at the blonde, he’s lounged back, corded bicep hung carelessly over the back of the chair and a cocky look on his face. But his eyes hold another emotion as they give you a once-over, one that makes your insides stir in both memory and apprehension.

You nod again, a coy smile gracing your lips as you take a sip of your coffee, your own gaze lingering on the muscles that poke out from the hem of his tight tank top. “You too?” You ask, even though the answer is obvious.

Bakugou’s hand twirls the pen he was previously using in rapid, effortless circles, and his knee bounces slowly underneath the table. “You gonna eat that?” He answers your question with his own, slanted eyes flicking towards the cookie resting on the tabletop just an arm’s length away from him.

“You want it?” You can’t help but be surprised— you always expected Bakugou to be an uppity-ass, no-junk-food kind of guy.

“It’s Reo’s, right?” The blonde replies gruffly, thick fingers reaching out to grab the confection. “Shit tastes like heaven.”

Your eyes widen as you connect the dots. Why, that sly little…

“Don’t work yourself too hard,” you chirp out as you turn on your heel, ready to retreat back to the safety of your office.

Bakugou’s scarlet eyes return back to your departing figure, a thin brow raised and a snarl of a smirk splitting his lips. “Aw, ‘ya worrying ‘bout me now, Princess?”

“Fuck you,” it flows from your mouth, years of foul-mouthing built up into a knee-jerk reaction. Your eyes widen as his turn to slits, that stupid smirk morphing into a gleaming grin.

“Don’t tempt me.”

A wave of heat washes over you from head to toe before settling between your legs. You don’t bother to stick around, your feet carrying you out of the conference room as Bakugou’s harsh laughter trails behind you, echoing down the hallway.

Closing the door to your office behind you, you lean your back against it as you slide toward the floor, shutting your eyes tight as the memory washes over you. He’d taken you— right there on the desk you’re supposed to be working at— and ugh, it was fucking good. Shit, he was good. Dropping the folder on the floor your fingers fly to your temple, rubbing your skull in a useless attempt to push the memory away.

Alright, if you’re being honest… that was just the first time. There were, well, a handful of times following the initial incident, much to your now chagrin. There was that time in his office on the other side of the building that had a perfect view of the ocean, which you had become very familiar with while your face was pressed up against the glass and he ravaged you from behind. There was also that time when it was around this time of night and he had thrown all your paperwork off of the conference table and taken you right there, pounding into you like no tomorrow. Yeah, there were a few times you’d found yourself naked before him, pussy gripping his thick cock as your lips clashed with his.

But last time was the last time. You can’t just keep fucking him like this, all over the agency in such scandalous secrecy… the two of you hiding this gruesomely passionate beast you co-own, feeding it only once the the coast is clear and, oh, he feeds it so well… every meal a juicy, fat steak dripping with desire and euphoria, encasing your senses in a silky smooth film as his calloused hands glide all over your—  No!

You shake your head abruptly, derailing your sinful train of thought. You agreed that last time was it, fin. And… the time before that, too… and maybe the one before then as well— well, it doesn’t matter because last time was actually the last time. Pulling yourself together, you make your way toward your desk and begrudgingly begin your work.

By the time the folder is full, the clock indicates that tomorrow has begun and thus, it’s time for you to go home. Without a glance towards the conference room, you make your way toward the elevator, letting out a long sigh as the weight of the day slips from your shoulders. Jabbing your thumb into the button, you lean against the railing and check your phone out of habit. Two new messages from Jirou pique your interest, and you eagerly open the chat log to see what she’d sent.

Jiji 🎸: Girls meeting at the usual tmrw night!! Hope you can make it :)

Jiji 🎸: We all miss ya girly, you’ve been working too much lately ❤️

A part of you feels bad for misleading your friends. It’s not that you aren’t working late these days… it’s that your workload is not the only thing you’re doing when you stay after hours at the agency. Your friends had started to notice all the late nights you’d been spending at your job, and they’d begun to pout when you would bail on their bar-nights. They understood that you were working, and you hoped that they didn’t harbor any further suspicions. You had not told a single soul about your rendezvous with Bakugou Katsuki— the only person who seemed to have an inkling of your relationship, if you could call it that, was Reo.

Sliding your phone into your bag, you decide to try to make it tomorrow night. The last time had been the last time with Bakugou, so you would definitely be free tomorrow night, especially after finishing up the paperwork you had just completed minutes prior. With a wave of determination washing over you, a small smile appears on your lips as you fiddle with your staff key-card absentmindedly, wondering what you should wear when tomorrow night comes around.

When the elevator dings and opens its doors, your feet take you out of the steel chamber and into the cement confines of the parking garage. At this time of night, the only way in and out of the building is through the parking garage gate, seeing as the custodians lock up the front doors long before midnight. But you don’t mind, because the night air is fresh and cool on your face, and the subway is only a three minute walk from the garage exit. Just before you can reach out to tap your key against the automatic gate, an ear-splitting screech roars behind you and you jump, shooting straight up into the air.

Whipping around, headlights nearly blind you as they point right into your eyes. Squinting at the obnoxious light, your vision widens again when you recognize the outline of a sleek and shiny Lamborghini. An orange Lamborghini, to be precise. And a license plate with “G-ZER0” unmistakably tacked onto the front bumper, which sits almost flush against the smooth cement floor.

“Oi, Y/H/N,” a blonde head pokes out from the driver’s window, narrowed red eyes glaring at you. But his lips are curled into a smirk, clearly enjoying your frightened-animal-like reaction to the startling revv of his engine. “You’re blockin’ the way.”

Your hands indignantly turn into fists at your hips, a frown and a furrowed brow marring your expression as you turn around. Smacking the key card against the scanner you strut directly in the middle of the pavement for as long as you can before the road widens. Once the car can easily fit on either side of you, you move over to the sidewalk, arms crossed over your chest as the low car matches your pace, engine purring loudly.

The window next to you rolls down soundlessly, and the blonde leans slightly over his console to crane his face up in order to see yours. “Where are you goin’?” Bakugou inquires, and you can feel his intense gaze on the side of your face but you do not turn to acknowledge him.

“Subway.” You reply shortly, eyes trained straight ahead of you. Three minutes until you reach the subway station, exactly two corners and two blocks away.

The car roars as the angry blonde hits the pedals again, exhaust crackling with a ferocity similar to a big cat’s. The sound is deafening but you don’t waver, feet placing calmly in front of one another. “At this hour?” He pauses for a moment, long enough for you to let your guard down and chance a look at him. Which is a mistake, because goddamn he looks sexy as hell sitting in that exorbitant car, one hand thrown atop the wheel with his bicep on display, the other arm perched atop the console between the seats and those vermillion eyes blazing into you. It’s only a mere second that you give him, but he knows your resolve flutters as you look away quickly, your pace increasing to make him press on the gas just a hair harder to keep up with you.

Your breath catches in your throat when he speaks again, your heart pummeling your ribcage with vigor and a claminess lining your palms.

“Get in.”

It’s neither a question nor a statement— it’s a demand. One that has heat rising between your legs, the embers that had been so surely extinguished suddenly igniting furiously with but a scrap of sustenance. You grit your teeth and keep walking, determined not to get in the car. If you get in that car… you don’t know where you’ll end up. Or, you do know where you might end up, and that would be very bad. It takes a lot of your willpower to spit out a simple, “No thanks.”

Bakugou grumbles at your stubbornness, the vehicle screeching again as he demonstrates his displeasure and the unnecessary horsepower underneath his hood. “Come on, Y/N. Just get in,” he presses, his voice not as harsh as it was just a moment ago.

But you hold your own, flipping a stray lock of hair over your shoulder. “Aw,” you smirk, humoring him for a millisecond as your eyes flick over to him, “‘ya worrying ‘bout me now, Boom-Boy?” Your lips curl into a satisfied smirk as he visibly bristles in the corner of your eye.

“Damn it, I’m trying ‘ta— tch,” Bakugou grumbles and cuts himself off before he apparently decides he’s not going to play the familiar game of cat and mouse with you, “Fuck this.” Tires squealing on the rubble, the sleek car leaves you in the dust, sharply turning the corner ahead of you before disappearing into the night, the noise of the thundering engine echoing through the tall cityscape.

You glare at the corner ahead of you, unimpressed. He was trying to— to what, put you in a pissy mood? Hell of a job he did, if that was the case. Frown sinking into your cheeks deeper than before, you continue your way to the subway station while you pull your phone out to distract you from your miffed thoughts. Turning around the very same corner the orange sports car had rounded just a minute ago, you nearly drop your belongings when a pair of rough hands grip your biceps.

Relief washes over you for a moment when you meet Bakugou's irritated expression, before horror spreads through your limbs as he shoves you into his open passenger door. Without much of a fight you’re inside the vehicle, fruitlessly yanking the door handle only to find it’s locked shut. Sliding back into the luxurious leather seat, you scowl at the hero as he slams his door closed and snags the black seatbelt over his torso. “The fuck, Bakugou?” You hiss, attempting the door again to no avail.

“Hey, easy with that!” He growls, a thick finger flicking the pedal shifter into drive and slapping his boot against the gas. His eyes meet yours as a wicked grin lifts his lips. “Buckle up, Princess.”

Your head smacks against the back of the seat as the car lurches into a velocity that no doubt exceeds the speed-limit. Your hands scramble over your shoulder and you frantically grab the metal clip, unceremoniously shoving the belt across your lap to find its destination. Once the joint clicks into place, your eyes fly to the man beside you, pure rage boiling underneath your skin. “You asshole! I’m gonna rip your dick off!” You yell, the slightly ajar windows letting air zip into the cabin and howl in your ears, your hair flying around your face.

“I love it when you talk dirty to me,” he quips dryly, voice deep but holding an infuriatingly potent tone of amusement.

You shut up at that, heat rising to your cheeks as you look out the window defiantly, away from him. Your eyes trail over the interior of the car, curiosity winning you over as you your fingers trace the smooth features lining the inside of the door. There’s a soft underlighting beneath the seats, glowing an acidic green to compliment the orange of the exterior in a display that screams man with an enormous ego. You roll your eyes, adjusting your legs to point away from him as much as possible.

“I didn’t know you had a Lamborghini. This how you get into your slutty fangirls’ pants? Take ‘em for a ride in the Baku-bile?” You ask, shooting daggers into his sharp jawline. The premise of him fucking faceless girls in the very seat you’re in makes you want to throw up in disgust.

Bakugou snorts at the name, scarlet eyes snapping toward you before settling back on the road. “Don’t need to show ‘em my car to take ‘em for a ride,” he answers snidely, a sharp canine gleaming at you from his smirk.

You don’t acknowledge his reply, one arm crossed over your chest and the other gripping the side of the door harshly as the city flies by outside the windows. You wonder where he’s taking you, because he never asked for your address, but you sure as hell aren’t going to start up a conversation again with that dickwad, so you just simmer in your displeasure instead.

The ride is surprisingly smooth and you would never admit it, but the feeling of him stepping on the acceleration makes your heart thud, adrenaline coursing through your veins and washing over you. You try your best to hide your excitement with every boost of speed, but you don’t catch Bakugou’s eyes lingering on your tiny smile every time he accelerates. You almost whine when the car slows and you pull into an empty parking lot, apprehension settling in your chest as the engine cuts and you’re left in silence, with him. A public park stretches before the lot, empty swings and monkey-bars twirling leisurely in the wind.

He doesn’t say a word, so after an incredibly long and awkward minute you break the ice. “Bakugou… what are we doing here?” You turn to him expectantly, lips melting back into a frown as you give him a once-over. He’s still in that tank top, which you curse for being a part of his hero costume. Why the hell did he have to choose something so flattering?

The blonde casts a side glance at you, leaning back slightly in his seat. “Wanted to have a chat with ‘ya,” he says, turning to look at you fully. The car seems like it is not big enough, for he’s only a short distance away from you and looking handsome as ever. The park before the windshield is illuminated by only the moon and starlight, casting a soft glow onto his smooth skin. The stubble on his jaw scatters tiny shadows across his chin, and those scarlet eyes peer into yours deeply. The moment is full of unrestrained tension, until he speaks again. “Coulda done this in the garage but your stubborn ass wouldn’t gimme the time of day,” he grumbles, effectively releasing you from his trance.

You blink and look away before returning your attention to him, a sour expression on your face. “Okay, dipshit, what did you wanna talk about?” You huff, arms crossing over your chest defensively. So you might have gotten yourself into this, but only a tiny bit.

You’re left hanging, expectantly eyeing him with a measured gaze. His eyes are locked with yours, but his mouth doesn’t move, not a semblance of a word on his lips. You give him that ‘eyes widening and head jutting forward, I’m waiting for you to talk’ look, but still he’s quiet. Tossing your hair over your shoulder impatiently, you let out a frustrated sigh as you close your eyes. “Look,” you start, turning back to him ready to flame his ass, “I don’t—”

Bakugou’s lips are on yours, his hands clutching your jaw and pushing your mouth into his while he leans forward over the console between the seats. A moan tears from your lungs, the familiar scent of caramel crashing over you as he fills up your senses, fingertips weaving into the hair behind your ears. His tongue thrusts into your mouth, greeting yours like a lover desperate to hold his beloved, caressing and rolling and dancing.

Suddenly your hands are on him, one around his back and pressing him toward you while the other threads through his silky soft tresses. A groan rumbles out of him as you pull against his scalp, one of his hands slipping down the back of your head to hold where your neck meets your shoulders, squeezing the sides of your throat gently. An embarrassing mewl floats out of you at that, a string of saliva connecting your mouths as you both gasp for breath.

His red eyes twinkle at you mockingly, a sultry snarl on his lips. But Bakugou doesn’t dare say a word, instead claiming your lips again with his own, sucking in your bottom lip and biting gently with his pointy canines. The hand on your neck remains strong, while his other hand slithers down your chest, groping your breast with enthusiasm and his thumb roving over your already-hard nipple, which he can feel through the fabric of your skin-tight hero costume and bra. He moans at the discovery, fingers eagerly flying to your side and unraveling the zipper there, watching as the skin of your exposed chest becomes illuminated in a mixture of moonlight and the green glow emanating from beneath the seats. Tugging the wire to rest atop your tits, he nearly growls at the sight of them, diving face-first toward you and wrapping his mouth around a nipple. You buck into him, falling back uncomfortably onto the door, but he just crawls onto his seat and leans further into you, red eyes darting up to catch your wanton expression.

Desperately gripping at the shreds of your sanity, a tiny part of you screams out at the wrongness of the situation. “We shouldn't… fuck, Bakug— ohhh,” you whimper as he nibbles at you, your heart rate skyrocketing in desire as you close your eyes, trapping your trembling lip between your teeth. The rationale is pushed away, the only thing you can pay attention to being the way Bakugou’s mouth feels latched onto you, and the hand traveling down your torso to tease between your legs. His rough fingers prod at your cunt through your leotard, expertly locating your clit through the cloth and focusing extra attention there. Simmering tendrils of heat burst through you and you cry out, legs weakly drawing his wide frame closer to you.

After a moment Bakugou sits back in his seat, pulling you with him. It’s a little rocky, not a perfect transition, but you make your way to sit on his lap nonetheless. His large hands palm your tits roughly, pinching your nipples as his tongue wrestles with yours, your moans leaking into his mouth. His body jerks in surprise as your hips begin to roll against his, and you can feel just how bad he wants this too, rubbing into you against your thigh. It only makes him touch you harder, leaning down slightly and becoming lost in the heated kiss. A hand trails down your waist to grab a handful of your ass, cupping the flesh before he slaps it harshly, then holding it in his palm again as his fingers dig into your skin. He drinks up every noise you release, like a starved man receiving his first meal in forever. He pulls away to kiss down your neck, tongue licking a stripe down your throat before his warm mouth lands on your skin, nipping and lathering and sucking.

“This is,” you gasp, coming up for air and that scrap of sanity surfacing in your mind again, “We shouldn’t be doing this, we— we said that last time was the, ahuh-ahh, last… last time.”

Bakugou sucks harder against your neck, his hands on either ass cheek and pulling your bottom against him. The friction of his cock against your core, even with your clothes separating you, makes your head spin and your voice die out. “You want me to stop, hah?” He grumbles against your throat, slick with his saliva. He rolls your hips against his particularly hard, and your hand reaches out to latch onto his shoulder as your pussy twinges in your panties.

You cannot reply, only a high-pitched whimper tumbles out of you because suddenly he’s pushing aside your leotard and panties, digits dipping into your humiliatingly wet entrance. His fingers easily glide up and down your slit, thumb flicking cruelly against your clit as you double over, nails breaching the skin on his shoulders.

“Doesn’t seem like you know what you want,” he comments, voice gravelly and timbre. His other hand rests on your hip, keeping you from grinding against him. He’s looking up at you, eyes darkened with lust and that haughty grin splitting his lips.

You glare at him, eyebrow twitching at his torment, mouth wavering as his fingers continue to tease along your sopping folds. After being with him so many times, you know what he’s waiting for, but you’re absolutely torn; a moth drawn to the flame yet wary of being burnt. “Please, Bakugou,” you murmur, eyes begging him to give you more.

Bakugou’s brow quirks upright, a single knuckle pushing into you and rubbing against your velvet walls. “Please, what, Princess?” He drawls out, almost purring at having you in his favorite position. That being, you, desperate for his touch.

You groan, throwing your head back as another knuckle slides inside, two wide fingertips stretching your cunt so infuriatingly shallowly. You try to move your hips but his grip is iron on your waist, and a long whine falls out of your mouth. “Just— Pleaseee Katsuki,” you beg, not wanting to say the words he truly wants, but not giving him nothing as his name leaves your lips so seductively.

His nostrils flare as he exhales, shifting underneath you as you feel his cock twitch against your leg. “I thought you wanted me to stop?” He growls, tone low enough you can feel his words shake his lungs. They shake something within you, too.

“No,” you breathe out, placing your lips softly against his before pulling away, your eyes boring into his, “I want this, I want you so bad.”

Bakugou groans as he drives his fingers into you knuckle-deep, curling his fingertips and rubbing against your insides. You moan like a whore at the sensation, his thumb still working on your clit clumsily as he pumps his fingers into you. His lips capture yours again, the hand on your hip jumping up to grab onto your neck again and push your lips harder onto his.

A searing heat ebbs through your body as his digits dutifully work within you, and you can’t help but begin to drop your hips against his hand, grinding onto his fingers without restraint. Bakugou clearly appreciates that, a loud moan ripping out of his lungs at the novelty and his fingers press harder into you, colliding into that spongy spot deep inside. You sob at the intensity, pleasure wracking through you as the angle only makes it easier for him to hit that spot— again, and again, and again— until white shapes flash before your eyes and you’re clutching onto him, screaming out as ecstasy thrums through your entire being.

After a minute of your pussy fluttering around him, Bakugou’s fingers pull out of you, and you finally open your eyes to see him looking at you like you’re the hottest person on the planet. “Fuck,” he snarls, lip twitching as he lifts his hips, tugging down his black pants and briefs half-way down his thighs. His heavy cock smacks against his abdomen, looking pale and pretty in the low lighting, glistening with a bead of pre rolling down the side of his length.

You lick your lips at the sight, the desire to shove him into your mouth overcoming you. Bakugou catches your reaction, a low chuckle reverberating his chest and making you glance at him. “I wanna suck you off,” you say quietly, looking over to the passenger seat and wondering if you could do it from that position, because you certainly can’t do it from where you are now.

“Thas’kay Princess,” he mumbles, grabbing your chin and forcing your lips to meet his once again. His tongue glides over your lip slowly, his other hand smacking your ass roughly before he grabs the inside of your thigh, spreading you above him. “That can wait. Need you right now.”

His words send a different kind of shiver down your spine— the kind that was the whole reason why you’d told yourself you needed to stop fucking him in the first place. But right now, in this moment, there is no way you’re not going to fuck him. You’d already come this far, you might as well just indulge yourself in him.

So you do, and you both let out a breath of satisfaction as you rub your dripping cunt against the underside of his length. You lather him up, slickening his member in your arousal from back to front before you press your lips onto his, soft but passionate, and you welcome him inside with ease.

Bakugou’s head falls back onto the headrest as his hands lay slack on your hips. He’s reclined, but his red eyes jump between your face, your tits, and your cunt that sucks him up so greedily as you begin to bounce above him. His mouth hangs open slightly as you find your rhythm, your hands ripping up the bottom of his tank top to lay your palms on his chest and his abs, a thumb scratching through his kept and dark happy trail. “Hah— fuck, Y/NNN,” he moans, closing his eyes to succumb to the pleasure for a moment before he forces them back open, refusing to miss out on such a dreamy sight. Memorizing your body, willing himself to remember each moan and blissful expression you give, storing it away so he can burn them into his spank bank.

Once he’s had his fill of the wondrous sight, he sits up, mouth sucking in your nipple as his hands still your hips, grabbing the flesh there and wiggling to adjust himself underneath you. Ecstasy shoots through you as he takes the lead, thrusting up harshly to prod deep inside your womb, stretching you out and rubbing so deliciously against your g-spot. “Oh, god, Katsuki,” you wheeze as he just goes faster, thick and muscular thighs providing enough means to continue like this for who knows how long. Just as you begin to feel your orgasm build once again, his pace slows, and you’re about to complain before a long finger is thrust into your mouth.

Bakugou groans as your tongue coats the digit in spit, not needing instruction. “You gonna be a good girl for me, Princess?” He questions before he takes the finger out.

Your arms fold around his neck as you nod and kiss him again, drunk on his lips and his touch. He welcomes the tender moment, a hand planting on your ass and spreading you again before his wet finger meets your asshole, making you jump into him with wide eyes. “Ka—”

His lips pull you back in, silencing your hesitance as he begins to thrust his cock up into you again, pace measured and slow. The roll of his hips provides a new type of pleasure as his cock drags against your inner walls, your clit rolling on his pelvis. You quiver on top of him, hole puckering as his finger rubs around your rim. You whimper when he pushes inside, the small stretch foreign and stinging. But he doesn’t push it any further, just continues to lazily grind up inside of you, his tongue playing with yours. He only breaks away to whisper praise to you that makes your pussy shiver around him, “Good girl, you’re sucha good girl Y/N.”

Before long the digit is up to the second knuckle, and you’re a moaning mess above him. The feeling of his finger in your ass, with his cock stretching and pushing in and out of you— it has your eyes crossing in pleasure. The thin wall separating his cock and his finger continues to rub exquisitely on both sides, sending waves of fuzzy bliss coursing through your limbs.

The extra penetration seems to also be affecting Bakugou, for his thrusts begin to pick up as he starts slapping up into you with renewed ferocity. The stimulation from your pussy and your clit already have you clenching, but then he starts to push his finger in and out of your ass slowly, and you’re holding onto him for dear life, your head on his shoulder as you mewl into his neck. You can feel your orgasm approaching, and so can Bakugou, who nuzzles your face a bit before he kisses you again. Your lips dance sloppily, your body jostling as he pounds into you from below, and you begin to whimper as your cunt tightens around his cock.

“Still want me to stop?” He hisses, rough palm clapping across your ass cheek.

“Fuck no,” you pant, planting your knees on the seat beside his thighs and bucking up and down in tune with his pace.

Bakugou groans at your initiative, knuckle sliding deeper inside of you and gauging your reaction as your shudder against him in pleasure. “You like a finger in the ass, hah? Fucking slut,” he snarls as he rubs the digit inside of you, eliciting a low moan from the depths of your lungs.

You’re bouncing on his lap as best as you can, your head skimming the top of the car’s interior while you claw at his shoulders. “God, Katsuki, mphhh—” The added pressure of you sinking down as he ruts up is almost enough for you to cum, and Bakugou knows exactly how close to the finish line you are, grabbing your jaw and tugging your face to hang directly in front of his.

You brow furrows and your heartbeat hastens at the intimacy, passion crackling between the pair of you as his vermillion orbs burn into you. You don’t want to let him see such a vulnerable part of you, but he starts to slam into that spot deep inside of you mercilessly, determined to show you how good he can make you feel. Your orgasm tears through you and an overwhelming heat blasts into your body like wildfire through dry grass. A broken shriek releases from you as your eyes slam shut, limbs shaking, nails diving into his traps, and toes curling in your shoes.

Bakugou gasps as you constrict around him, moving his hands to clasp onto your hips tightly, throwing your body down to meet his as he pistons into you. Skull falling backwards limply, your tongue lolls out like a bitch in heat, his actions dragging out your mind-numbing climax delightfully long. He launches at the exposed skin of your neck, teeth sinking into your throat hard enough to leave dark bruises there, moaning shamelessly into your flesh as his thrusts become quicker, needier. “S-Shit, where should I— ‘m gonna—”

Your fingers rush to his hair, snapping his head backwards and his eyes widen in surprise, but you smother his open mouth with yours immediately, your tongue plunging into his wet cavern and claiming him as your own. Your hips hurl onto his with finality and the blonde stiffens beneath you, trembling fingers pressing into your skin. A loud groan rattles both of your bodies as his load spills into you, coating your womb in his sticky release as you continue to drop onto his searing cock slowly. When he comes down from his high he squeezes your waist gently to signal you to stop, sitting back with his jaw hung open slightly, laboured and choppy breaths making his sculpted chest rise and fall sharply.

You let him pull you into his embrace, his large biceps caging you against his chest as he tries to catch his breath. It’s peaceful laying in his arms, the post-orgasm bliss thriving and filling the entire cabin of the vehicle in a hot and sweet scent. Or maybe that was just Bakugou— you subtly sniff his skin and smile, the caramel-like aroma from his exertion wafting off of him. He’s warm, and somehow even though his muscles are rock-hard beneath you, his embrace is soft. You nuzzle into his neck as his fingers glide over your moist back, arms locked around your waist.

Neither of you say a word, two heartbeats thumping rapidly against each other as you enjoy each other’s presence. The both of you desperately cling to this moment of serenity, knowing that soon enough you’ll have to go back to normal, and this will have just been another “last time.”  

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no one asked for this but i did it anyway 🤪🤪 happy birthday blasty 💥💚🧡

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