#I just got back from oneee

[killersansofficial]

Boss said he wants you for a mission Killer.

Are you going to be apart of it, Dust?

Send me the details about the mission if you want.

[fics-lovebot]

jungkook fic recs pt. 2

main masterlist - pt. 1

· · ♡ · · tysm to the amazing creative minds of the writers for giving me sevaral moments of joy reading your creations

these are my personal favs, so pls reblog if you like any of my recs❤️

fuck buddies - ( @angelguk ) smut, angst, non-idol, fwb au, jk wished you were more than just fwb

decalcomania - ( @floralseokjin ) angst, cheating trope, NOW THIS!!! if you´re an angst loving hoe like me tHIS will do it, its a whole 2019 banger fr, it has it ALLL, and also? no hea, periodddd. i love it SO MUCH

his name - ( @jimlingss ) angst, fluff, multiple personality!au. this absolute 8 piece MASTERPIECE was posted 7 years ago,,2017- can you believe it? i was so happy to read this again. fuck "after" tHIS is the one that should be on netflix, i have never read anything similar on here, the whole plot is INSANE, i love it

squirting - ( @lavishedinjimin ) smut, pwp. anon had a vvvery specfic request and we love her for that

written in the stars - (@jcwriting ) anggst, fflluufff, smut. soulmate au, werewolf!jk, human!reader. one of my faves out there for rreealllll, it´s an all-rounder and, ofc, a 2021 banger

this kingdom - ( @whatifyoulivelikethat ) smut, fluff, crack, au series, one sided E2L, softsub gamer!jk, power bottom gamer noona!reader, reader is thiccc and jungkook is an ass man fosho. ANOTHER ONEEE, this time from 2020, this is fucking AMAZING ok??, the seggs, the banter, the chemestry, EVERYTHING, it´s so good omg

pretty girl - ( @bts-trash-blog ) smut, tattoo artist!jk, chubby reader, THIS IS ITTTTT, he´s tall, dark and handsome, flirty af too, "pretty girl" stFUUUU, they both want to fuck so he shoots his shot at the tattoo appointment

easy - ( @itsamejin ) angsty, fuckboy jk, bet!trope, jk plays you so he can get his rent paid, i read this one a lawwngg time ago and decided i was an angst loving hoe

Inevitable - ( @ahundredtimesover ) angst, fluff, smut, lovers to exes to lovers, baseball player!jk, dad!jk, parents au, you break up with jk years ago after you got pregnant bc you wanted him to follow his dreams and now he´s back home just to find out there´s a boy who looks just like him.. this is a masterpiece, honestly one of THEE best jk series out there, it has it all fr, the angst is angsty and the fluff is FLUFFY, i love it sm i´ve read it 3 times and never get tired of it

finish line - ( @bonny-kookoo ) fluff, nerdy!jk, racer!jki loooooveee itttttt, so cute, so fluffy, this blurb uGHHHHH, just read the whole thing pls

ungodly hour - ( @explicit-tae ) crack, smut, fluff, college au, broke college student!reader, lowkey slutty!reader, jk is thirsstttyyyyy, simping atp, "who´s dick do i have to suck for a hulu account?" this series is honestly so funny ksjakskjs

disney + and bust - ( @1kook ) angst, fluff, smut. yall already know i love to see man crying and begging for forgiveness :p, so kook is ur succesfull "app developer" bf and he says some very hurtfull things to you out of anger

rattled - ( @gukslut ) complete series, single dad au, angst, smut. honestly? one of the best fics out there. I read this a long time ago and i´m still in awe. The way this is written makes you feel every word. also, the plot is so so unique. i love it.

pu$$y fairy - ( @angelguk) smut, college au, non-idol, fuckboy!jk, virgin!reader, this is a 2020 old but gold, i read this a long time ago and still love it to this day

sweeter than strawberries - ( @cinnaminsvga ) shy baker!jk, college student!reader, noona!reader ??, s2l, mutual pining, cute cute cuteeee, another 2020 banger, i love how lenghty they used to be

you wrote jk a confession letter but he didn’t see it - ( @angelguk ) fluff, small brain big heart!jk, college au, non-idol, LMAOOOO this was funny asl, 2020 did it again, i loved this

frost impressions - ( @fortunexkookie ) soccer coach!jk, teacher!reader, gamer au, work au, idiots to lovers, one sided pining at first, it´s a longggg one. another 2020 masterpiece, one of my favorite fics out there, he´s so disgustingly smitten with his new coworker that he ends up making a terrible first impression. so so so entertaining and fun to read, jk is silly af lmao, can´t stop putting his foot in his mouth, theres a bunch of cute second hand embarrasment situations

Over The Odds | The Confession - ( @jungk0oksthighs ) ceo jk, sugardaddy jk, jealous bf jk, sugar baby reader, he gets mad and yells bc he is lowkey insecure of her ex but reader is equaly in love. this is a series

wrong time - ( @spideyjimin ) smut, angst, dilf!jk, ceo!jk, exes to lovers, workaholic as a scape mechanism, the one that got away type of stuff but she broke things up first for valid reasons, big big heartache but she´s still the love of his life

don´t blame me - ( @ctrlsht ) sugar daddy!jk, ceo!jk, soft yan!jk, obsessive!jk, student!reader, unhealthy behavior on his part, manipulative behavior on her part, jealousy on both parts, he goes a lil too far but reader is bitchy and annoying, he lit gives her everythinggg she asks for, the man is..creazy about her in a very unhealthy way and she takes advantage of that, toxicc

failed quickie - ( @vminizzle ) cowerker jk, suggestive, they´re about to fucc on an elevator but shit happens, he likes his hair pulled!!1!

someone older - ( @bonny-kookoo ) smut, ceo jk, divorced jk, 30 something yo jk, taehyung has a kid, younger oc, its a nice read, would do it again

night after night - ( @brown-bi-beautiful ) smut, angst, crack, fluff, semi-retired fuckboy jk, red flag jk, stalker jk, break up au, lovers to exes to lovers, he fucked around and found out so he is FREAKING ouT, also he is beggING okk.. we love that, he also has a Harley bc he is bad boy™, they make up anyways bc he is pussy whipped.. or in love, whatevs you wanna call it

seven plus one - ( @jvngkoos ) smut, angst, they break up for like a week and that shit got him SIMPING fr, standing under the rain begging and stuff, the man is obsessed, we love it

you good?? - ( @mono-moonchilds ) drabble, smut, "what if you gave jungkook head?" is righT bc i´ve been thinking about it for a min!!! he is mean ok yall know he is a brat buT, the head is too good to do all that, the man was shaKINg for godssakeee, so good he had to answer with a thumbs up bc reader drained him fr, left him so brain dead he couldn´t even speak

[st4rwritez]

hi pookieee i have a cute nika request

reader and nika had a little bit of a argument/disagreement the night before but they talked it out and they were mostly okay when they went to bed. y/n is still a little grumpy about it in the morning and nika is just as stubborn as her and is determined to make her smile and laugh. like nika wakes her up with kisses and when she sees y/n is still grumpy she just starts smothering her with kisses, making stupid jokes, cuddling her and refusing to let go, etc.

HAIII!! This request is so cutie pie!! Last drop of the night had to pick a good oneee!!

Makeup kisses

Pairing: Nika mühl x reader

Rating: fluff!!

Summary: request above!!

౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ౨ৎ ˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩.

It was about an hour after a fight with your girlfriend, nika. The two of you both curled up on bed together

Even tho nika was cooled down and you both had made up you still had anger from the fight pent up in you.

But no matter how hard you tried that anger would not stop you from falling asleep, tired from the stress from that night.

The next morning that anger did not escape or go away you were still mad with Nika, the argument lingering.

You felt a light kiss on your shoulder from nika, mad you stayed in position crossing your arms.

“Baby i know your awake” she said sitting up in the bed kissing you again.

Sighing seeing you still angry she brushed through your hair with her fingers not giving up on you placing a kiss on your head.

“C’mon baby im sorry.” But to no avail you still stayed on your side, arms crossed, with no response to her.

Then she put her arms around your body hugging you and kissing up and down your neck.

Trying not to smile you turned the other way hiding your face in her t-shirt.

“Ohh see your laughinggg aren’t you?!?” She said in a condescending tone kissing you on the forehead several times.

Trying to get away from her you attempted to wiggle your way out of her arms.

“Your not going anywhere bebo” she tightened her grip on your waist and pulled you on-top of her.

Your hair was a mess draping over your face.

Nika laughed a little bit before joking “you have never looked sexier on top of me babe” she laughed pushing your hair out of your face.

“Nikaaaaaaa” you groaned out letting a smile slip across your face.

“See i got you! That was so a smile.” She said

You buried your head into her neck as she scratched your back.

“Nope. I didn’t smile” you protested back.

Before you could say anything else Nika flipped you back over and peppered kisses all over your face your hands flapping trying to stop her.

“Nika stop itt” you said moving your face from her.

“Nope. Not until you smile.” She said now kissing your neck.

“But its okay i could stay like this all day baby” she said.

“That was so cheesy” you said covering her mouth with your hand before she had the “brilliant” idea to lick your palm.

“NIKAAA!” You said laughing finally removing your hand from her face and wiping it on the sheets.

She laughed into you “i got youuu” she said sitting up and getting out of bed smiling at her victory over you.

“Fineee” she held out her hand pulling you out of bed your feet landing onto the hardwood floor of your room.

“Now can i get a real kiss?” She said holding you by your waist.

“Of course” you said before kissing her.

[arixella]

How would the monster trio (and Ace) react to reader telling them “hold me beer” as she goes on fight someone or do something?

Yessss this is a good oneee!! <3

Them reacting to you telling them “hold my beer” as you goes on fight 'monster trio + ace

wc: 870 a/n: none one piece masterlist

Monkey D. Luffy

-Luffy would be absolutely thrilled and a little confused, but he’s always up for a challenge. The moment you say, “Hold my beer,” his face lights up with excitement, and he jumps at the chance to hold something for you.

“Hold your beer?” Luffy blinks for a moment, then laughs loudly. “Sure! I’m the best at holding drinks!” He takes the beer from you, but instead of holding it like you expected, he’d immediately start chugging it down, misunderstanding the request entirely. He might even finish it before you’re halfway through your fight.

-As you head off to face your opponent, Luffy’s attention would shift to you in an instant. He’s your biggest cheerleader, so he’d be shouting from the sidelines, encouraging you like you’re the most amazing person in the world. “Go [Y/N]! You can do it!” He’d probably distract the opponent by making loud noises and jumping around to cheer you on.

-If anyone dares to challenge you or tries to hurt you, Luffy would leap into action without a second thought. “You mess with [Y/N], you mess with me!” He’ll throw himself into the fray to make sure you’re safe, even if it means forgetting about the beer completely.

-Once the dust settles, Luffy would return to you with a huge grin, practically bouncing with energy. “I knew you could do it! I’m the best drink holder, right?” He’d give you a thumbs up, still proudly clutching the empty beer can.

Roronora Zoro

-Zoro would act annoyed, but he’d still take the beer without hesitation, just to avoid further argument. “Tch, I’m not your personal drink holder,” he mutters, but when you give him that sharp look, he grabs the beer, grumbling under his breath.

“Fine. I’ll hold your drink. Don’t make a big deal about it,” Zoro would say, still annoyed, but not willing to argue further. He’d stand there, leaning against something, taking a long, lazy look at the fight you’re about to take on.

-Despite his grumbling, Zoro’s focus would shift to you. His arms would cross as he watches with a calm, observant expression. While he’s not one to outwardly cheer or show much emotion, his eyes would follow every move you make, and if anyone were to get in your way, he’d be ready to spring into action without hesitation.

-If things get rough, Zoro would throw the beer aside, unsheathing his sword in one smooth motion, and dive into the fray. “Told you not to get into trouble,” he’d grumble, but there’s no doubt that his actions show how much he cares. He’s there when it matters.

-Afterward, Zoro would hand the beer back with little fanfare, though there’s a hint of something almost tender in his eyes. “Don’t make me do that again. You better not get hurt next time.”

Sanji

-Sanji would be absolutely charmed by your request, treating the beer as if it’s the most precious thing in the world. “Anything for you, beautiful [Y/N],” he’d say with a dramatic flourish, as if he’s being asked to hold a rare gem. “I’ll guard this beer like it’s my life!”

-While you head off to fight, Sanji would watch you with a look of admiration in his eyes, practically swooning. “Don’t worry, darling. I’ve got your drink, and I’ve got your back!” He’d keep his focus on the beer, but he’d also be checking in on you from time to time, making sure you’re doing okay.

-If the fight turns dangerous or looks like it might go south, Sanji would jump in immediately, tossing the beer aside with no care for it. “I can’t let you fight alone, my love!” He’d be there, protecting you and finishing off your opponent with a blend of flashy moves and smooth remarks.

-After the fight, Sanji would rush over, eager to check on you, offering the beer back with a gentle smile. “You were incredible, my darling. Let me treat you to something better than this beer—how about some food and a real drink?” His concern for you would be apparent, and he’d make sure you’re well taken care of.

Portgas D. Ace

-Ace would laugh and enjoy the moment, though he’d play along with a playful wink. “Hold your beer? Sure thing, [Y/N]. I’m your guy,” he’d say with a grin, clearly finding the situation amusing.

-As you go off to fight, Ace would keep an eye on you from the sidelines, supporting you with shouts of encouragement. “You’ve got this, [Y/N]! Don’t let them push you around!” He’d make sure the beer stays in one piece, but his real focus would be on making sure you’re handling the situation.

-If you end up needing help, Ace would jump in with his usual confidence, tossing the beer aside as he steps forward to deal with the problem. “Looks like you need a little backup, huh?” He’d tease you but be ready to back you up in a flash.

-Once you’re victorious, Ace would return the beer with a wink. “No problem at all! Your drink’s safe and sound.” He’d tease you about how easy it was, but it’s clear he’s just happy to see you succeed. "Next time, just let me know if you need me to hold anything else."

♡♡♡

© 2024 arixella | please do not plagiarize or translate any of my work without my consent.

[jakesimfromstatefarm]

an idea if u do decide to take rqs: foods enha would cook/bake u as their significant other

but u can always delete this :P

ahhh i love cute lil domestic prompts like this oneee,,,sorry it took me a while to get to this anon! here are lil blurbs of meals enha would cook for you hehe (only the hyung line though because i have insane writer's block rn) here's a lil something something before the next part of the no doubt series!

& side note: to all u fine line enthusiasts, the heeseung one is for you ;)

THE BOYFRIEND CHEF DIARIES ─ hyung line ⭑.ᐟ 

HEESEUNG doesn't know how to cook until after midnight. until it's quiet, the both of you probably half asleep, curled up on the couch and watching some rom-com that you forced him to watch with you (but he definitely still cried). until your stomach growls at the end of the movie and he slowly turns to you and gives you the look. you sigh. "hee, it's late, let's just go to be—" "baby, are you ready for gourmet?" yup, he's a lost cause. he disappears into the kitchen for a solid ten minutes and when he comes out, messy hair, wide grin and all—there in his hands: instant spicy ramyeon. he proudly places it on the coffee table in front of you before sprinting back into the kitchen and running back with the finishing touch: a slice of cheese. "amazing. beautiful. a masterpiece," he whispers to himself. you roll your eyes at your dramatic boyfriend. you regret buying him the pack of ramen to stock up at home. "okay, open up," he holds the bowl up under your chin with the chopsticks dangling in front of you, his eyes watching you intently. and when you finish, at the expense of your own tastebuds dying from spice, he runs back into the kitchen and makes you cool down with, of course, a single box of—coffee milk.

JAY only exists to spoil you. that's it. that's his sole purpose on this earth. so when you say you're hungry? oh, he's not cooking you a meal, no. he writes a cookbook for you. buried somewhere in one of the shelves of your shared kitchen—he has a notebook. a sacred notebook where he's literally documented the recipe to every meal you've ever liked—whether homemade, or meals from restaurants that he would attempt to recreate for you when it's too late at night for him to order in for you. so when you mutter you're hungry—he gasps and runs to grab it. "okay baby, what are we feeling tonight?" he's flipping through the pages like a man possessed. "do you want the stew from that place we went to last week? we should have all the ingredients. i'll sub the radish with potato." flip. "oh! what about the grilled chicken from our trip last year? i think i perfected the sauce, trust me." flip. "wait. no. no no—this is it. i'll make your favorite stea—" "jay." he freezes. his hand is mid-page-turn. you raise an eyebrow, amused at your endearing psychopath of a boyfriend. "i just wanted a snack." jay grins. "perfect. i'll start the grill, you grab the steak." sigh.

JAKE tries to surprise you with pancakes. not in a sweet breakfast-in-bed, 'good morning, my love' kind of way. no. he wakes you up at 2:43AM because he got hungry and missed you. "jake," you mumble, eyes still closed. "i've been here. the whole time." "i know," he whispers dramatically, already half-laying across your body, "but i still missed you." "...we're literally touching." "doesn't count. you have to be awake," he sighs, before releasing a storm of desperate kisses all over your face. "please, please, please come to the kitchen or i will cry. from starvation. and love." and so here you are—sitting on the counter, legs dangling, watching this menace of your boyfriend mix banana milk into his pancake batter, claiming he saw it once on tiktok and now must try it. a couple minutes—and a few stolen kisses from the counter later—and they're slightly undercooked. and shaped like questionable blobs in his attempt to make them heart-shaped. and he calls them 'jake-cakes.' but he tops it off with some strawberries and whipped cream and mumbles something about presentation being overrated anyways. then he places the plate beside you with a grin, slipping between your legs and feeding you a bite like it's a wedding cake moment. you chew slowly. it's raw. he looks at you like you hung the stars. so you smile anyways. it's the thought that counts.

SUNGHOON has never touched a kitchen utensil in his entire life. but it's late at night, and you're craving pasta. pasta. so, one frantic google search on how to boil water and one very questionable hour later—"wait," you smack your lips together, chewing the noodles he proudly presented in front of you as if he was a master chef himself. "it's...really good, hoon." his eyes go wide. "REALLY?" you nod, fighting back a smile. "yeah, seriously. i'm impressed." he blinks. "like, good good? or good-for-a-guy-who-thought-the-spatula-was-a-back-scratcher good?" you giggle. "good good, babe. i like it, good job." he throws his head back and pumps the air like a cartoon character. "I AM HIM!" he runs a victory lap around the kitchen and crashes right into you, wrapping his arms tight around your waist and lifting you up like you're his trophy for cooking one (1) decent meal. pasta sauce gets everywhere in process—but you're laughing, sweet and loud, all while sunghoon's thinking one thing: thank god he found that jar of pasta sauce in back of the pantry.

this is actually just pure crack, i apologize heh

[goldfades]

Paige nsfw hcs pls

─ warnings | NSFW under the cut! read at your own discretion!

─ taglist | @xocherishxo @iienstein @yazmunson @euphternal and here's a link to my taglist if anyone would like to join!!

─ ev's notes | the long awaited nsfw headcanons for paigey, i finally got the motivation to write it after i kept reading the INSANE smut yall keep writing (keep it up im lovin it) also this is such a mess, this is just rambling and not organized whatsoever, but wtv i hope yall enjoyed :)

woo, where do i even begin?

let's begin with the obvious, paige is a TOP, i can't stress this enough

i genuinely can't see anyone topping her she's just .... a TOP

but that doesn't mean she won't let you take the reigns every once in awhile, esp after a bad game/tiring practice because everyone once to be taken care of sometimes

i'm def not the first person to say this and certainly will not be the last but STRAP GAME GOES SOOOOO HARD

i feel like at first she's gonna be weirded out cus like... she likes only girls for a reason??? and she has her mouth and fingers??? why would she need a piece of plastic to make her girl feel good???

but the first time y'all try it, she's hooked

she forgets ab her hands after that

jk but like

yeah she's HOOKED

she gets really into it LOL, def can imagine her calling the strap her dick

oh and she fucks HARDDDD like, no room to breathe or anything

like you'll be gasping for air after and she'll be super duper proud

i read this one fic with like the dual ended one (i didn't even know that existed) and then i was like yep, yes this is the oneee

with positions, i can't see her doing anything more than like missionary (cus she loves to see your pretty face) and like from the back

but as soon as she discovers riding, it's OVERRRRR for you

she's making you ride her strap anytime she can, cus she loves it

she has her hands on your hips as she's guiding you and she LOVES IT so fucking much, like the power she has over you makes her go feral

oh and do not get me started on sucking her strap, cus again she loves the power she holds over you

she has your hair in a ponytail and the more you get comfortable with the whole thing, she WILL make you gag

she acts like it's her dick (yeah i know we covered that) but like esp when you're sucking her strap, she will just dirty talk u the entire time

"you like my dick, pretty girl? like gagging on my dick?" cus yeah, u do

oh and yes, she does have breeding kink

it breaks her heart that she can't get you pregnant 😪

but she sure as hell will pretend to!!!!!

will 100% bend you over and just yap about getting you pregnant

also if she's fucking you in missionary, she expects you to look at her the entire time

so if you turn away, she will grab your face and keep you looking straight at her

FUCK IDK WHY THAT'S SO HOT

paige is a D1 yapper i fear, and that would 10000% seep into the bedroom LMAO

mostly praise cus babygirl would feel really bad but when she gets into, she GETS into it

like she will call you her slut as she's about cum

that post-nut clarity goes hard the first time tho cus she's like no way i called my gf a dirty fucking slut 😭😭 she sits with her thoughts for a good 10 minutes trying to recollect herself

she is a munch for sure, like she will eat you out for hours and hours on end (not an exaggeration btw)

but she LOVES when you give back

it makes her go fucking feral when she sees you eating her out, like yessssssssssssss

she has to close her eyes bc if she keeps looking at your face, she WILL cum

she has a bad hair pulling problem, like she will grip your hair so hard your head will hurt after

it's apart of the appeal tho 🎀

her fav spot to get absolutely ate is her gaming chair cus like, she needs you in between her legs giving her support to get that victory royale 💯💯💯

she hates when she gets ass or tits bc she genuinely cannot pick

it depends on the day bc they're both great, she will never pick one

i feel like she's definitely thought ab fucking you in public but she can't risk it

SHES A D1 ATHLETE !!

the only time yall did was in a bathroom at an event and it was SOOO bad afterwards cus everyone could tell

you had to pretend like you didn't get your brains fucked out and paige had to pretend she didn't DO the fucking

but lowkey she enjoyed it a lot, but would she do it again?

maybe, a solid maybe (with the right motivation)

okay but like ....

she def has fingered u while the girls are over cus like, she was in a silly mood?

you just looked too fucking good, she had to

but thank god no one noticed (at least to yalls knowledge...)

she's a horny fuck ARGUE WITH THE WALL

she will get turned on by anything you do, like homegirl is just sooooo down bad for you

you could be applying chapstick and paige will be like "we need to fuck, now."

paige's aftercare is just giving you water and cuddling with you for 10 mis while scrolling on tiktok and then gets up to play fortnite with kk

she literally is the tiktok where it's like "after he rearranges my organs he goes and plays fortnite" i hope yall know what i'm talking about

but you don't mind ofc cus she makes you sit on her lap while playing

but then turns into another round cus shes a horny fuck

paige is all for hickies on YOU but she gets pissed when you give her a hickey cus she's like people are gonna see

like she's the only one who has to deal with the public 🙄🙄🙄

but she loves marking you EVERYWHERE, esp on your collarbone like it's so sexy

oh and god bless you in the summer, the ones on your thighs are getting AIRED OUT bc paige does not care

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[marvelrivalsimagines]

Not really a request but more of a headcanon I have

I don't think Iron Fist is an amazing cook or anything, I actually think he'd be kind of bad at following a lot of recipes. (Maybe I'm projecting my ADHD onto him with that oneee) But he also gives me the vibes that he'd make a mean soup from scratch, like that shit would instantly cure the common cold with just a sip type of soup? Idk why. He gives me such worrysome grandma energy. At least when I imagine his s/o is sick.

I definitely agree with all of that! As much as I love Iron Fist, he does not give off master chef vibes 😔 You might think that if you try to cook with him, things will go a little better, but you'd unfortunately be wrong. You might be trying to teach him a specific cooking technique but no matter how good of a teacher you are Lin is better at distracting the both of you. Trying to cut up the vegetables? Lin is wrapping his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind while you're trying to work. The longer you try to ignore him, the more intense the kisses against you neck get. Just waiting for the water to boil now? Well, while you've got some down time Lin is going in for another kiss, and another and - oh shit, the water is boiling over!

Lin's easy distractability in the kitchen does change if you're sick though. He remembers how when he was sick as a child his family had a recipe for a warm, hearty soup that always made him feel better. It sounds like a perfect way to help relive some of your symptoms, but he doesn't have the recipe. Well, he needs to buy the ingredients first anyways so maybe seeing all the vegetables in the store will jog his memory. He remembers something orange being in the soup, but was it carrots or sweet potato? Is there even that much a of difference anyways? (yes Lin, there is. please don't let this man do your cooking or shopping) As Lin stands in the market, an older woman doing her own shopping notices how lost the poor man looks and asks if he needs some help. Lin explains his desperate situation to this woman who smiles, commenting on how lucky his partner must be, and she offers up the instructions to her own family soup. Lin does his best to commit her every word to his memory, then he earnestly thanks her and hurries off to get all of his supplies and get back home to you. Once he's back in the kitchen, he's absolutely locked in. You're sick so there's no room for fooling around. With the instructions from the older woman and the memories of his own family's cooking Lin ends up with a soup that he's actually very proud of! He puts some of the soup into a bowl and carefully walks it into the room you're resting in, announcing that he's made you something to eat. Of course you're grateful that Lin took the time to make you something, but you can't help the involuntary flashbacks to all of the kitchen disasters you've experienced with Lin. As you take your first taste of the soup, again, you can't help the look of surprise at how good the soup really is. Lin smiles and takes fake offense to this, how could you ever doubt him like this?

[thebumblebeesworld]

A • BLOSSOMING • LOVE

part three • annie x fem reader

summary: annie is new in town, but she is quick to be roped into the world of our reader.

cw: fluff, angst, mentions of ptsd, violence, childhood trauma, blood, use of nword.

a/n: so this went somewhere i wasn’t expecting— i wanted to delve into smoke a bit and the twins childhood. so towards the middle there is a fight that occurs on account of smoke’s trauma. this is a long oneee

part one; part two; part four.

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You walked hand in hand with Annie as you strolled through the barn door, finding your friends dancing, laughing, and wrapped up in each other: Bo and Grace grinned brightly in each other’s faces, eyes gazing longingly like no one else was there; Mary and Stack danced crazily to the tune playing through the phonograph, bringing out the carefree side in each other despite all they had experienced; and Smoke sat ducked off with some random girl that he felt like entertaining for the night. She hung onto him like she could claim him, knowing he wasn’t a man easily claimed.

Eyes moved towards you and Annie. Your presence bursted the bubble they had created, and they immediately started swarming around and bombarding you with questions about your night:

“Oh my! Hey Annie—”

“What’d y’all get up to tonight—”

“Has y/n been treating’ you well—”

It was overwhelming for you, and as Annie squeezed your hand harder, you knew you needed to shut this down.

“Damn, can y’all calm down,” you tried to laugh off, glancing at your friends who all stood surrounding you both—all but Smoke and his girl who still sat tucked in their corner. You sighed when you noticed his absence, but you wouldn’t let it bother you too much. “Annie,” you wrapped an arm around her waist, pointing towards the one friend of yours she hadn’t met, “this is Mary.”

She smiled politely in her direction but you could tell that she was confused by how she had wound up in your group of friends.

“I’ve heard so much about you,” Mary declared with a lift in her voice.

“Yea’ ‘cause y’all ain’t shut up talkin’ not one time all damn night,” Smoke finally sounded from the other side of the room. His eyes met yours in a way that you knew was meant for intimidation. You knew Smoke so well that all his tactics were ingrained in you, so you didn’t back down from his gaze—not even when Annie pressed her body further into your side.

You knew she was trying to calm you, ease that wrinkle between your eyes, so you lowered your shoulders and leaned into her again, not looking away until Smoke’s girl got sick of the lack of attention and pulled his face towards her.

“He been actin’ like such a dick lately,” Grace spouted with disgust evident in her tone. Stack looked at her, wanting to protect his older brother but knowing that there was truth in her words; He was acting like a petulant child.

“It’s fine though,” you commanded, looking directly into Annie’s eyes. “Just wanted to come dance with my lady.” She smiled brightly at your confession as you eased her away from the huddled group and towards the center of the barn.

You loved those butterflies Annie gave you. You’d been with many women, but none of them made you feel like you could touch the clouds in the way she did. The magic that settled around her heightened your spirits and sense of wonder in a way that made you focus solely on her.

You placed a hand on the small of her back and the other around her waist, and Annie’s arms wrapped around your neck. You kept two large steps between your bodies, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable with you being too close.

But in all honesty, you were just nervous.

Annie eyed you like she wanted to know your darkest secrets. She peered at you as if your face could tell an entire story. You’d never been looked at like that before. Had never experienced someone who truly wanted you.

So you kept your distance, swaying your bodies to soft music and the chirp of crickets, but that was until Annie had enough.

“You and this bein’ shy mess gon’ have to stop,” she laughed, throwing her head back. The sound made your cheeks heat up at the realization that you’d done a horrible job at hiding the way she made your heart flutter. “You kissed me earlier, baby,” she whispered, “there’s no need to act all timid and bashful. It is cute though.” You chuckled at her reassurance and tried you best to push your nerves aside.

You had kissed her.

And she kissed back.

You knew she wanted you, so there was no need to be reserved.

You grabbed at her lower back and the fat of her hip, pulling her flush against your body. A gasp erupted from her lips that you wanted to cherish forever. Her eyes fluttered with an emotion you hadn’t seen from her yet. It was soft. Open.

“Hi,” she spoke, eyes casted down just slightly, a soft lift to her normally heavy voice.

“Hey, lovely,” you chuckled deeply. The feeling of her body on yours was dizzying, and for just a second, you remembered how you had only just met her yesterday. How if you had just decided to hang out with your friends instead of going into Chow’s Grocery, then the current moment wouldn’t be yours. How if you had let the SmokeStack Twins get in your way, then Annie wouldn’t be yours. “I feel like my life’s changed so quickly,” you admitted out loud but quiet enough for just her ears to hear.

Annie pressed her head to your shoulder, positioning her arms to surround your back as you danced to the music in the air. She sighed contently at your honesty.

“I feel the same,” she concluded, body relaxing against yours. “Feel like my ancestors been stormin’ ‘round me, pushin’ me in your direction. My heart ain’t never felt so full before.”

The moment was nice.

Quiet.

Butterflies flying in the air—unable to be caught as you let your emotions sore.

You forgot for a long while that you were surrounded by your friends. They were back to being loud and all over the place, pulling you and Annie from your momentary paradise as you took in the raised voices.

“What the fuck is yo’ problem, nigga,” Stack shouted towards his brother who pushed him harshly, causing Stack to stumble. The girls stood against the barn wall while Bo tried to keep them apart, but there was no use. Bo was scrawny in comparison to the twins, so much so that they had just ended up tussling with him squashed in between them.

Annie held onto your hand in confusion and a need for safety. You watched as Grace, Mary, and Smoke’s girl of the night trembled.

You rolled your eyes at the boys’ foolishness. They had been fighting your whole lives. While Smoke protected his brother no matter the odds, they still fought like they owed each other something.

You had spent your entire childhood breaking up those fights, getting in between them and making them sit they asses down. So, you kissed Annie’s palm softly and unclasped your hands as you strode up to the fighting pair.

Bo had long found a way out of the fight’s center.

You felt all eyes on you—Annie’s most prominently—but you didn’t let the onlookers break your concentration.

“Fuck you, Smoke,” Stack screamed as he pushed his brother with much force.

“I swear to God, I’m gon’ beat yo’ fuckin’ ass, Stack.”

Smoke’s confession sent a sharp pain to the center of your forehead. You hated when he got like this. When he couldn’t see through his emotions and past. He had been through so much—both of them had—and sometimes he just couldn’t push the anger away to deal with his real feelings.

You got up on them and pushed Stack to his feet, shooting him one look to say don’t get yo’ black ass up again. He was always one to listen so you weren’t worried about him. As you faced forward again, Smoke sent a nasty punch your way, but you dodged it easily.

“Nigga, I taught you how to fight,” you shouted in disgust. “Now calm yo’ ass down ‘fore I have to lay you out in front of all these people.” You were trying to do him a favor. People always doubted your abilities on account of you being a woman, but you grew up in Mississippi, working on a farm, with boys as friends, and gay needing to learn how to protect yourself.

You weren’t one to back down from a challenge—especially when it came to stupid ass fights between the twins. Bo had been the only one to really see it in action, so you didn’t want to outright embarrass Smoke in front of mixed company.

“You ain’t gon’ do shit,” he leveled, looking about ready to attack. You rolled your shoulders back, shaking your head in disbelief but grounding your feet into the dirt floor of the barn. That moment at Chow’s Grocery flashed in your head, remembering how you challenged one another, knowing what the outcome would be.

Smoke charged at you, ready to lay yo’ ass out, but you ran head first at him, picking him up at his middle and tackling him to the ground.

He thrashed under you. Fought against your body like he didn’t even know who you were. His mind couldn’t find its way back to the present, so you knew that whatever memory he’d gotten lost in was a bad one. You looked to the side and met Stack’s eyes. They were sunken. A sadness there that you hadn’t seen in a long time.

You grabbed ahold of Smoke’s head and lined your face with his. Your eyes stared directly into his wild ones, trying to pull the person out of him again.

“Smoke,” you pushed, shaking him slightly. He continued to push against you, refusing to look into your eyes too long. “Please, Elijah. It’s me.” You fought so hard against him that you didn’t even notice that the both of you were crying, tears spilled down your face and mingling with his.

You heard footsteps at your side, and before you even looked back, you knew who it was.

“I’ve got it, Annie,” you assured, trying desperately to shush Smoke. “I promise.” You sobbed as you stared into his eyes, hands beginning to lose grip on his flailing form. Annie trailed a hand down your arm and you followed that line of sight. She bunched her dress up at the side. On her thigh sat a garter belt with small jars of dried herds and flowers tied to it.

You looked at her confused as she picked up one that was a dark green color. She sprinkled a bit into her open palm.

“This’ll help ‘im,” she assured, watching closely as you began to nod with fervor. You wouldn’t question her. If something could ease him, sedate him for just a little while, you wouldn’t get in the way of that. She leaned into him, bringing her flat hand to her puckered lips, ready to blow the ground-up substance.

As you watched her closely, you got distracted, causing your hold on him to loosen. His left hand swung out. He didn’t make direct contact with your face, but the heavy ring that sat attached to his middle finger did, deeply slicing your cheek.

You were in shock as you felt blood rush from your face. Your eyes seemed to flash across the proceeding moments: Annie quickly blowing the powder into Smoke’s face, your friends looking desperate at your dazed state, Stack sobbing in a corner, Smoke laid to the side effectively passed out.

Annie pulled you to lay on your back, looking troublingly at the gash in your face. Everything around you was a blur. You couldn’t hear as she shouted towards someone in the room.

She looked at you, mouth moving but nothing coming out. Your ears felt clogged with emotion and adrenaline as you saw her with an open palm and puckered lips drawing closer to your face. Just as your eyes got heavy from the floating dark green powder, you could make out Annie mouthing: I got you, baby.

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When you woke up, you were laid in a familiar room—a guest room in Mary’s large home. You’d spent many nights there in your childhood. You turned your head to the side to meet Annie’s soft eyes. You smiled as her hand caressed your face, so warm that you easily leaned into it. You forgot all about the previous tussle.

“Baby,” you recognized Mary’s teasing laugh, “you are sprung.” You rolled your eyes and grumbled as the rest of them joined in.

“We ain’t ever seen you so soft,” Grace smiled.

“You usually laying men out and shit,” Bo laughed heartily, causing all of you to be brought to a genuine laughter. As the moment settled and everyone ran quiet again, you turned your face to the other side of the room. There sat the twins. You assumed Smoke’s girl was long gone due to the commotion of the fight.

Stack’s eyes were downcast, but for a small second he looked at you apologetically.

“I’m sorry, y/n,” he whimpered softly. “I promise I don’t mean to make you get in the middle of us so often.”

You hushed him with a shake of your head. You loved those twins so much that you’d go to war for them. Even if that war was fought between them two.

“Ain’t nothin’ but a thing, suga’,” you reconciled. Y’all usually got over fights easily. You were like an older sister to them. You kept things in order, but for some reason, things weren’t going back to normal easily this time around. Smoke still hadn’t looked your way, and the dark bruises and dried blood that laid across his skin showed evidence of how bad everything had got.

“I couldn’t get back to the present as easily as I normally would,” Smoke breathed heavily, avoiding everyone in the room.

“I know,” you confirmed. “I don’t hold it against you. I never have.” He met your face finally, tears streaking his cheeks. Smoke wasn’t a man to cry. He never shed a tear even when going through some of his darkest moments. It had shocked you earlier when he’d cried underneath you, but you just chalked it up to him being lost in a memory of his father.

“I couldn’t stop seeing him,” he sobbed, coming to kneel at your bedside. It was then that you remembered your cheek, the blood, his heavy ring making contact. “I’m so sorry. I been so lost.”

Everyone let him weep, knowing he needed to let those emotions out. Somehow even Annie knew. Smoke had kept things locked away so long that he never allowed them to meet the surface. He just took care of his brother and everyone around him like it was his duty.

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“Yo’ grandmama not gon’ be too mad at me is she,” you asked Annie as you walked her to her front door. The sun was beginning to rise, bringing forth an early Mississippi morning. Y’all stayed at Mary’s the rest of those wee hours, laughing with your friends, supporting Smoke, getting to know each other deeper. None of you realized the time until a rooster began to crow, alerting you all.

“She ain’t,” Annie shook her head, turning to smile at you brightly. She traced the gash on your cheek that she had patched with what little she could find. She promised she would fix you up better later. “I think she’ll end up likin’ you pretty much.”

“Why you say that,” you quirked your head to the side, stepping just a tad bit closer to her. You reached to toy with her jewelry, fixing the tangle in her chain and the twist in her earrings. Her eyes glazed over at your small touch.

“‘Cause I like ya’,” she spoke smoothly, closing the rest of the gap between you. The breath in your chest caught as you took in the comforting feeling of her body against yours. “You a mighty strong woman, y/n,” she giggled, eyeing you with a funny squint. “I ain’t ever seen somebody take another person down like that.”

You rubbed a hand down the back of your neck, trying to figure out how to approach the conversation. You’d never want her to feel like you were violent in any way.

“Yeah, I suppose so,” you eased. “I grew up with them boys, I learned how to fight then taught them how to protect themselves too. We get beside ourselves sometimes is all.”

“I can tell you have a great deal of care in your heart,” she affirmed, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers. “You didn’t want to hurt ‘im, and he didn’t want to hurt you. Sometimes things just get too heavy and we forget that our people only want the best for us.” You nodded in agreement, thankful that she could see it that way. You knew she wasn’t too fond of him early on due to his arrogance and attitude. Annie bit her bottom lip before using her free hand to grope your bicep. “I liked seeing your big, strong arms though.”

“Girl, quit playin’,” you laughed, shooing her away but quickly pulling her into you when she stepped back. You loved the easy nature of your budding relationship. There were times where things were filled with unsure and fluttering emotions and others where it felt like the passion would consume you all together. “I hope you don’t think me unsavory because of that.”

“I don’t. I couldn’t,” she pushed. “The way you cried with him said everything I need to know.”

Annie made you emotional in a way you didn’t feel often. You felt seen and understood and appreciated. You leaned into her, resting your foreheads together while taking slow breaths. You moved forward, enamored by her full lips and wanting to taste them for the second time. That moment inside your truck after the movie had been playing in your head since the second it happened.

It was like everything else was happening around what you and Annie were building. The movie of you and Annie’s love never paused even once. Not when y’all were being gawked at by white folks. Not when y’all were looking at the motion picture screen. Not when the night sky shined out ahead of you. Not when Smoke was fighting you and the demons in his head. And not even now.

You inched to take in her lips.

“If y’all could stop mackin’ in my threshold then maybe y’all could get some breakfast.”

You and Annie practically flew away from each other at her grandmother’s voice. It seemed like the older woman was always lurking. Always around to keep things running smooth and chaste. You would think it was funny if you weren’t completely embarrassed by being caught.

“Good morning, ma’am,” you bowed your head, trying not to shy away from her big eyes. She chuckled in a sweet manner.

“Mornin’, suga’,” she stepped aside so the two of you could enter. “Y’all was out all night. Y’all have a good time?” She stood in front of you both, hands on her hip. Annie looked so much like her. Big brown eyes that could see through your soul. Broad shoulders that carried the weight of the world with grace. Annie squealed in excitement, forcing a grin to play at the corner of your mouth.

“We had a great time, grandmama,” Annie smiled at the look-alike woman. “Y/n took me to see a motion picture down in the city! It was so bright and fancy and nothing like I seen before. Then we drove back and spent the rest of the night with her friends: dancing and talking.” The older woman laughed at Annie’s enthusiasm, happy to see her granddaughter finally living.

Annie had taken on more responsibility than she wanted for the girl. She felt like she had to take on the world most of the time and pushed away any opportunity to be carefree.

“That’s wonderful, my sweet Ann,” she shook her head in genuine relief, turning towards you. “And I’m guessing that nasty cut on yo’ face is a product of that fun night?”

Your blood ran cold. Annie definitely took after her grandmother. The way she was able to silence someone with one sentence was obviously derived from the matriarch.

“I—um,” you stuttered and stumbled over your words, causing her to laugh again.

“Annie, y’all go wash up, and then get my salves and stuff from the front room to patch ha’ on up,” her grandmother easily commanded, walking towards the kitchen before she could even respond.

“Yes, ma’am.”

You followed Annie through the house and out the back door. Your heart felt heavy, but as you saw the gentle smile on your lover’s face, you began to feel calm again.

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I HAVE ONEEE🌚🌚

Aizawa punishing you after you get mad and ignore him???

ATE DOWN TO THE BONE BAE THANK YOU!!!

“you not bein fair” you said as you and aizawa went back and forth for the past ten minutes. you were supposed to be going out to brunch with your girls, but of course this man falls asleep on the couch waiting for you to get dressed. so when you finally came to him fully dressed he was too tired to drive you. “no, you was taking too long. if you would’ve been ready by the time i got home like i told you to be, i would’ve had no problem taking you” you rolled your eyes, shifting your weight onto one foot as you stared your boyfriend down on the couch.

“sho get up” you tried your best to be as scary as you could, but of course it didn’t work. this man was bigger and taller than you. even as he sat on the couch, his legs spread as he had his arms spread on the top of the couch. his white tank top and gold chain, that you gifted him, sitting nicely on his chest and neck. his hair was tied back in a messy bun with some strands sitting on his cheeks as he look at you with pure boredom on his face. no matter how intimidating you tried to be, this man will always have you beat.

“no” he muttered, his big hand moving from its spot on the edge to grab the remote. “how bout you come sit baby. we can watch the movie you been talkin about” a light smirk grew into his face as he watched the effect his deep voice had on you. your face quickly went from annoyed to shy as you thought about sitting with him, but then you thought about all the tea you would be missing at brunch and you quickly came to your senses. “no nigga m’goin t’bed” you rolled your eyes before walking to your room, not missing the “you need t’watch your mouth” that he mumbled as you walked away.

you made quick work of texting your girls that you won’t be able to make it, not leaving out the fact that your boyfriend was being a “dickhead” and a “lazy ass nigga” before throwing your phone on your bed and changing into one of his t shirts. “dumb ass” you mumbled as you walked past aizawa while making your way to the kitchen for a snack. luckily he didn’t hear you because if he did, you doubted you’d even make it to the fridge. as you opened up the bread to make yourself a sandwich you heard your boyfriends voice come from the living room. “can you make me one too?” his voice was low, but you still heard him. just because you heard him didn’t mean you were going to reply though. you were still very much pissed off.

you continued to get the different supplies you needed for your sandwich. purposely counting as you took the slices of bread out to let him know that only you were getting a sandwich. “one…two…that’s all.” aizawa took a deep sigh at your behavior, getting up from the couch to just make his own sandwich since you were being difficult. the closer he got the faster you worked, purposely putting things away after you’ve used them so he can take them back out himself. “really?” he grumbled, not appreciating the look you gave him before continuing on putting things away. aizawa took another deep breath, trying his best not to just throw you over his knee and spank you for acting like a brat. he pulled the items back out, placing them on the table before watching you cut your sandwich in two.

“can y’atleast leave the knife out?” you sucked your teeth, rolling your eyes again before dropping the knife in the sink and turning your back on him to get some juice from the fridge. “can y’stop being a dickhead?” you mumbled. this time he heard you, letting his body move before his mind as he quickly made his way towards you and wrapped a big hand around the back of your neck. he pulled your body towards his chest, lowering his lips to your ear as he spoke. “that wasn’t nice mama. you wanna repeat that f’me?” his dick was already hardening at the feeling of your ass rubbing against him. a small whimper leaving your lips as you continued to ignore him. looking straight ahead into the fridge. aizawa scoffed, he should’ve known you wouldn’t answer. he slowly moved your body to the counter, bending you over as he pressed his hard on into you.

“let’s see how long you can keep the mouth closed” with that he yanked his shirt from over your ass, giving the brown flesh some slow rubs before he landed a rough spank on your right cheek. you went to cover your mouth with your hands, but your boyfriend handled that quickly. grabbing both of your wrists and pinning them behind your back as he continues his assault on your ass. “m’not gon stop until you talk t’me princess. you know better” his deep voice made your pussy leak in your panties. the wet arousal causing a stain to form in the bright pink fabric rubbing against his hard print.

aizawa smirked at your defiance, pressing into you a little harder as he landed two more slaps to your ass. he loved watching you try to act all unbothered by his actions. your pussy already giving you away as he watched your wetness transfer from your panties to his grey sweatpants. he continued to rub into you, purposely doing it you just the way you liked as he rubbed his big palm over your burning flesh. “talk t’me baby. is daddy touching you right?” aizawa moved your panties to the side as he spoke, spreading your wetness all around your pussy before dipping two thick fingers into you. a small whine left your throat, the stretch of his two fingers already too much for you as you began to clench tightly around him. “unt uh baby, let me in there”

“i-i can’t daddy….their too b-big” a sexy grin made its way to your boyfriends face at the sound of your whiny voice. you were saying one thing, but your body did another as you started opening up and moving back a little closer to him. you were chasing your orgasm now, the feeling of your release already so close just from him fingering you a little. if it were any other day your boyfriend would’ve let you, but since you decided to be a bother to him, he decided to teach you a little lesson. a whimper left your lips at the feeling of his fingers abruptly moving out of you. aizawa’s grip on your wrists tightened as he lowered to his knees. his long wet tongue waisting no time replacing his fingers as he licked all around your pussy. “aughh please sho” you moaned, moving your hips back as best you could to get more of the delicious friction.

“mhmm” he hummed, the vibrations going straight to your clit as he continued to sloppily eat you out from the back. your orgasm quickly returned, your legs beginning to wobble as you felt your release on the tip of your tongue. “m’gonna cum sho please don’t stop” aizawa continued to his onslaught on your pussy. obnoxiously slurping your juices before massaging your clit with his skilled tongue. his other hand palming his print as he brought you to the brink of collapsing on the counter. “tell daddy you’re sorry” he said into your wet folds, moving his head from side to side to bring you more pleasure. even in your fucked out state, you refused to listen to this man. shaking your head as you made a small “nuh uhh” sound.

a tinge of anger ran through aizawa as he quickly got up from his spot on the ground, yanking his sweatpants down just enough to free his dick before pulling his tight tank top up his chest. his hard six pack making an appearance as he rubbing his dick up and down your pussy. “you’re really pushin it mama. keep it up and you won’t cum for the rest of the week” a groan left your lips at the thought of not having access to your boyfriend for the rest of the week. that was not something you wanted, but you didn’t feel the need to apologize. he was being annoying so you ignored him, simple. aizawa took your lack of reply as more brattiness, purposely teasing you to get you to act right. he rubbed himself into you harder, purposely tapping his tip against your clit to make your body jerk.

he was making you so wet, whines and cries flew from your lips as he tortured you. he felt so good, but the both of you know that you’d never cum if he kept stopping in between each couple of rubs and taps. “d-daddy please jus….jus fuck me already” a hard slap was brought to your ass, aizawa’s other hand wrapping around your throat as he pulled you back to his chest. “tell me what i wanna hear and i’ll give you this dick the way you want it” his voice caressed your ears, weakening your resolve as you felt his thick tip begin to prod your entrance. “cmon baby m’right there. just apologize and i’ll give you all of it” his lips wrapped around your ear, his pearly white teeth light grazing your skin as he awaited your reply.

a deep groan rang in your ears, the feeling of your wet pussy making his tip begin to redden in want as he continued his onslaught on the back of your neck, pink lips leaving kisses all over the area as he felt your pussy clench on his tip. the feeling of his tongue sliding up your neck broke you. a loud wine left your lips as you said the words he’s been wanting. “m’sorry daddy….p-please m’so sorry” a smirk grew on his lips as aizawa took a deep sigh of relief. “good girl” with that he slowly sunk into you, his thick dick stretching your walls just the way you liked before he started his slow pace. he let go of your wrists, letting you throw your hands behind you and touch his stubbled chin. your moans filled the kitchen as you felt his dick kiss all the right places inside of you.

“oh my godddd” you moaned, moving yourself back onto him. aizawa loved how slutty you got for him. whatever attitude you had early was finally gon as he let you be as greedy as you wanted with him. “f-fasterrr” you whined. a sharp thrust made an even louder one escape you as aizawa tightened his hand around your throat. “s’not how you talk t’me mama” his words going straight to your core as you felt his pace slow down inside of you. “faster p-please daddy…i meant f-fast please shittt” aizawa nodded his head at your correction. quickening his pace the way you wanted as a reward for your much better behavior. he pounded into you, making your legs buckle as you felt your wetness trickle down your thighs. you don’t think any other man you’ve been with has ever made you wet like this one does and you were eternally grateful for that.

aizawas dick worked wonders inside your pussy, stroking you to perfection and filling you completely every time he reentered you. before long your orgasm was coming back at full force, your walls clenching tightly around him as you cried out to him. “sho c-can i” “go head” neither of you could hold it anymore. aizawa’s pace quickened as he began to roughly fuck your orgasm out of you, his load shooting deep into you as he quickly held you up by your torso to keep you from falling. “i gotcha baby…let it allll out” your mind was clouded with him, his dick softening inside of you as he let you come down from your high. “don’t ignore me again kay?” aizawa didn’t leave any room for a reply before pulling out of you, tucking himself in his sweats, and lifting you bridal style in his arms.

he brought the two of you in your room, closing the fridge before leaving the kitchen, and laid you down in bed. “rest” was all he said before making his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. as soon as he closed the door you quickly snatched your phone to send a quick text to your friends.

me

‘i take back what i said. i love that man fr’

[naomi-nana]

✎ᝰ. childish feelings . have the real me! series

in which a certain someone from ignihyde made a game called twisted wonderland with them in it, and you ended up ignoring the real them over their game self. how would they react?

featuring : riddle rosehearts (cameo appearance: trey, ace, cater)

cw : gn!reader, fluff fluff fluff, nothing aside from grammar errors cuz english isn't my first language!!🙏😔 mybe ooc

a/n : YAAAYY ANOTHER ONEEE, this is some type of series, so i write for other characters too in this prompt:3

lately, you've been holed up in your room playing your phone while giggling to yourself. he's happy that you're happy, of course. but he can't help feeling concerned and thought that maybe you went crazy after not being able to find a way home. so, he decided to check on you.

he approached your room slowly, knocking on the door three times. "name." he called out to you softly. you perked up right after you heard his voice and quickly stood up from your bed to open the door. "riddle! hello, what brings you here?" you greeted him with a smile. he smiles, too, before noticing the phone in your hand.

"you've been playing with your device quite a lot lately. are you not worried that it might disturb your studies and sleep?" he asked, trying to sound polite while subtly scolding you. you glanced to the game on your phone and grinned. "oh, this? well, not really. i've just been really interested in this new game the ignihyde dorm made!"

ignihyde? he raised an eyebrow at that. "a new game? now that you mention it, i've certainly heard all about this game from ace and deuce." he put his fingers on his chin, humming to himself. "though i never really knew what the game is about. could you show me?"

you beamed at his question before shoving the screen of your phone in his face. and on the screen was ...

him?

"... what is this." he furrowed his brows, carefully taking your phone from your hand. it's him, standing in the game with a text bubble in front of him. "how have i never heard of this? well, i have ... but i mean, i didn't know there was me in this game. you said that someone from ignihyde made this?" he asked while pressing on every button in the game.

"uh, well, yes!" at your answer, he can't help but think about a certain flame haired upperclassman that would do something like this. that guy ... it'll be off with his head the next time i see him! you noticed that he's gripping your phone a little too tight. afraid of it being crushed in his hands, you gently tap on his shoulder.

"soo, are you curious about the game? i can tell you about it!"

"... ah. there is no need. judging from the characters, i can vaguely guess what the game is about." he replied, looking at all your cards. it seems like you have a lot of these of him. "well, i've finished asking the questions. you may continue playing this game. but, you mustn't forget your studies, got it?" he handed you the phone back before he bid goodbye to you.

"yes, housewarden!"

so it has been a day since that, and you're still playing the game. he didn't mind, though. what he finds annoying is how ace and cater kept showing him his 'angry face' in the game and laughing about it.

he is reasonably terrified at how accurate the personality, biodata, and his voice are in the game without anyone ever asking him about it. but the developer is ignihyde ... (idia), so he guessed it's not at all impossible for that guy to do it.

you also kept squealing at the game version of him when the two of you sat near each other, which irks him because he's literally right there.

so he decided to talk to trey about it. trey finds it amusing at first and lets out a chuckle, but when he sees how serious riddle is, he stops and actually gives him advice, lol.

the first being, "talk to name about it ... hmm, well, that's true. i should talk to them about it." and so he began his 10-minute journey to ramshackle dorm. when he arrives, his resolve is immediately destroyed by the feeling of embarrassment. he feels childish for feeling this way, so he goes back to heartslabyul with a dejected look on his face.

the next person he went to for advice is google. well, that's not someone, but still. he searched, "how do i tell my partner that i feel irked and maybe a little sad because they played a game with me in it and rarely pay attention to me now?" of course, there's no actual results since who the hell experienced that ever?

so he sighed, putting his device aside and looking up into the ceiling, thinking of what else to do. maybe if he asks azul for help—ah, no. what is he thinking? this whole thing is starting to get on his brain, and it's not even anything serious.

that's when he got a notification in his phone. it's a message from you, and it says something about you going to come over to heartslabyul with strawberry tarts in hand and an apology because apparently, his best friend for life, has told you about the whole thing.

he feels blood rushing to his head, both from embarrassment and anger. oh well, at least he doesn't really have to do anything for you to come talk to him. he's happy enough about that.

he can just talk to trey later.

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[eevenus]

suggesting maybe some changbin tummy appreciation ! either from reader or another member, doesn’t matter 🤭 just need someone to let changbin know how gorgeous his body is !

⋆˚࿔ drabble!! 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ - S.C.

okay hold on because I have so many thoughts about this. but one in particular.

word count: 754 (roughly) genre: ABSOLUTELY CAVITY INDUCING FLUFF!! i also am a sucker for binnie tummy/muscles appreciation so this was so self indulgent. author's note: I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS AAAA, my first drabble and my first ask all in oneee!! ty for the luv, bb dividers by the one and only @firefly-graphics

thinking HEAVY about first thing in the morning, and he's got those big ol arms wrapped around you. they're loosely holding you but holding you nonetheless, and its so cozy and safe you can't help but exist within them for a second before turning to face him. study him. his lips are just slightly pouted as he snores softly through his nose. and I just know the natural smell of him mixed with very faints scents of cologne is almost INTOXICATING, I JUST KNOW HE SMELLS GOOD.

throwing your arm over his torso to snuggle up closer and lay your cheek softly against his chest, and your hands wander mindlessly. simply comforted by the warmth he radiates and the hum that vibrates through him every now and again. you can't help but notice the little bit of skin that peeked out between the bottom of his shirt, now pulled up just below his belly button due to movement in his sleep, and his shorts. your fingers dance their way down from his shoulder and to the bit of skin you could see, even taking the opportunity to push the shirt up further. not able to help the little giggle that flutters in your chest as you flatten your hand against his stomach. soft and smooth, the tiniest bit of happy trail growing its way back after a recent clean trim. I feel like when he does sleep he sleeps HARD, but he's easily awoken. in the sense that a little nudge and some sweet words are the absolute key to waking him. and boy does he wake so gracefully too. "mm." he'd mumble, sniffing and sighing but not yet opening his eyes when he feels your light fingers tracing shapes around his tummy. shapes turned into squiggles, squiggles turned into taps, taps turned into pokes. it was enough to make the muscles there twitch. "mornin'." you'd mumble back, your attention pulled now to his face. his cute face with puffy morning cheeks and sleepy eyes that try their best to open. your lips kiss over his clothed chest and make their up in a beeline for his lips, with a little stretch of your neck due to the position you're laid in. "what're you doin'? hm?" the heel of his hand rubbing at his left eye in an attempt to wake himself up, and a groan escapes him when he stretches himself out. if it wasn't for the grip you had on his shirt you probably would have been rolled off of him. "admiring you." you smile, sitting up to draw a heart on his right bicep before leaning down to kiss the same spot. his left arm never faulters from its place around your waist, even pulling you closer when he feels your lips against his skin.

"oh? me?" he jests, reaching his right arm up to rest behind his head. a poor attempt at flexing (I'm gonna bite his arm i stg). "and your tummy." you mumble, your attention once again moving to the exposed skin. bin subconsciously places a hand there, rubbing over it with thoughts flitting behind his eyes. "it's one of my favorite things about you, ya know?" "really?" "yeah! I mean you're my snuggly boyfriend, regardless, but your tummy is the best part. to kiss, to hold, to lay on." with each example, you show the actions, after gently swatting his hand away. a kiss, a hug, a lay. a few more kisses. "anyways, its part of you and because I love you...I love it."

his hand combs through your hair as you give his stomach just a fewww more kisses before settling your cheek there. "warm." "yeah?" "mhm." "thank you." he mumbles, just under his breath but loud enough for you to hear. you take the opportunity to rub your cheek against the soft skin, and give him another squeeze of a hug. everyone has those things that eat away at them, and sometimes the right words from the right person with the right amount of love...can quiet those thoughts. even if just for a moment. and your love for bin, and consequently your love for his absolutely adorable and soft tum, heals something in both of you. "always." you reply, sitting up once more to meet his face. taking his cheeks in your hands and planting a kiss on his lips. "always." he repeats, a giggle or two following after when your kisses become quick and silly as they spread all over his face.

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[wanderingconstellations]

OK LAST ONEEE scaramouche and wife!reader getting into an argument over him being too careless with himself on missions and he ends up getting tired of arguing so he decides to fuck her instead, and make it up to her, being soft with her during sex for once since usually he degrades her :((

Dw, y'all, I'll fullfil your requests soon 😋

Scara, who would always come back from his missions, all bruised and cuts around his body. You've told him many times before to be careful and take care of himself, but that just seemed to not get in his head.

You were scolding him once again, lecturing him how he should take care of himself more instead of always being reckless all the time. Scara, of course, just grumbles under his breath. He knows he can be reckless at times, but it's not his fault that he got hurt.

It didn't take long for him to just drag you to the bedroom, and for him to just to mutter how much of a good wife you are. Surprisingly, he's not degrading you, he was actually being soft with you in bed.

Being you, you just sigh and give in to his ministrations. How can you say no to your dear husband anyway? Not when he's pampering you in soft kisses and caressing you like you were the most precious jewel in the world.

He would take things slow, taking his time to worship your body and help you relax and just forget everything, that also includes him just pleasuring you, muttering praises about how good you always take him and how much he loves you.

He's never been so gentle, and soft with you during sessions like these, but you didn't mind, you love it either way. You felt like you could sleep just by hearing his praises, but just knowing that his cock was throbbing deep inside of you can just let you know that you can't really fall asleep with his cock always pumping in and out of you.

During that night, he would just worship and praise you endlessly, making you forget all about that argument and being the (sometimes) sweet husband he is, he would take care of you after you both were done! Sweet isn't it?

This is probably not my best but I would be surprised if people actually liked this!!

[kaoyuuji]

adopting a kitty !!

boyfriend! s.gojo x non-sorcerer! f!reader - . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁adopting a kitty headcanons ! . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖”How are you? I’m doing okay Unlike my heart, that feels like it’ll explode” . ݁ ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ 🎧

༘˚⋆𐙚｡ on what felt like the hottest day of the millennium, gojo satoru was inside his house, enjoying a nice cold popsicle. Despite the boiling heat suffocating his body, he was in a peaceful state. Simply enjoying his lazy afternoon on the couch. that is until his beloved partner came home from her day job… with a white kitten in her arms.

⋆𖦹.✧˚ She tried to sneak past her lover, as if he didn’t hear her come inside. “andd where are you sneaking to?” — She froze. “i thought you were sleeping!” He shifted his body to look back at you, and sees the baby kitty in your arms. His eyes widen.

“andd what is that?!”

“a kitten.. i only wanted to bring it inside to give it some water!” — “really?” — “no..(*ﾉ▽ﾉ)”

༘˚⋆𐙚｡ of course he didn’t even bother arguing against you keeping it, he’d never deny you anything!

“as long as it doesn’t claw this face.. it can stay.” were his only conditions ┐(￣ヮ￣)┌ ..

⋆𖦹.✧˚ Gojo-Jr is the name y’all(gojo) chose, i mean the little kitty looks just like him! Big blue eyes and the fluffiest white hair, and the prettiest face! Truth be told, he’s ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა excited to raise this kitty than you are !! “What if it’s a girl?” You asked — “Let me have my moment (name)!”

༘˚⋆𐙚｡ You have sooo many photos of Gojo and Gojo-Jr sleeping together! You’ve never seen your boyfriend more at peace while sleeping, you can tell how much peace this baby kitten brings him. — And the two of you are proud parents, you take many photos of Jr and show all of them off to anybody in a 5 mile radius.

⋆𖦹.✧˚ Gojo is so attached it’s as if it’s his real child :> They’re always sleeping together, Gojo-Jr lovesss to nuzzle in the crook of your lovers neck, or the middle of his lap. Your favorite part of a long day is coming home to seeing your boyfriend resting peacefully with a baby kitten in his lap.. a very cute scene!

༘˚⋆𐙚｡ The oneee thing Gojo can’t stand about Gojo-Jr is the amount of hair he sheds. “(name) we have to take Gojo-Jr to the vet. This can’t be normal!” He’s constantly complaining, but he always quickly forgives his baby. I mean look at it!

⋆𖦹.✧˚ Yes Gojo bought a cat leash for the kitten. And yes he 100% plans on using it when it grows up. “We have to get its shots before it can go outside!” — “The pet of the strongest can handle a few fleas (name).” — “?!?”

༘˚⋆𐙚｡ Unfortunately Gojo-Jr got fleas after its first day outside due to its fathers recklessness (￣ ￣|||) .. Of course he took care of his pet with the most expensive vet care, your orders! Ever since then Gojo has learned his lesson too.

⋆𖦹.✧˚ And yes for halloween he did buy Jr a itty-bitty mask just like Gojos, and YESS he did show off the many pictures to his students the day after.

༘˚⋆𐙚｡ Megumi is 100% Gojo-Jrs babysitter when the two of you are busy. He doesn’t mind of course, anything for you (If it were Gojo asking he'd deny immediately. jkk!) Megumi sends pictures of Jr every other hour. (per Gojos request) , and after spending a day with the kitten Megumi understands why the two of you love it soo much! Despite him being more of a dog person >_>

⋆𖦹.✧˚ in the end, this baby kitten became an official member of your family! Anddd this might be the closest to having a real kid the two of you will get to anyways (￣ω￣;)

[emloafs]

so you think the mohawk kid stares at his best friend's lips a lil too long, now what?

HAWKMETRI FIC REC! here's a complete list of my favorite Hawkmetri/Binary Boyfriend fanfics for those who need a crash course into this niche brain rot (which no one asked for). Read below!

silver on your tongue, copper on your lips by HearJessRoar | 2k words | CMON YOU ALREADY KNOW! There’s a reason this one of the highest ranked fics in their ao3 tag. It’s so them. Fighting turned makeout sesh? Spectacular give me fourteen of them right now. Couldn’t tell you how many times I've read this...

The Cobra Effect by slrandomperson | 6.9k words | THIS ONEEE everyone knows this one everyone loves this one. This fic invented the ‘what if Eli DIDN’T break dem’s arm’ trope imo. This fic walked so others could run. Still the best of its kind.

Spoilers for My Valentine by Asphodelia ( @asphodel-storm) | 11.9k words | If you are going to read any fic, READ THIS ONE! Takes place around s3, but Demetri does his best to not only snap Eli out of his red-Hawk evil phase but also woo him by reminding him (and spoiling) of all the nerd shit he likes. It is as good as it sounds. I go back to this one ALL the time.

I don’t care what you call me (as long as you call me) by Anonymous | 4.2k words | I’ll say this for multiple fics, but this is my favorite hawkmetri fic. It’s so fun and fluffy and SO THEM. basically eli is like call me whatever and demetri finds the perfect opportunity to do something very funny and also some wooing.

this is our get along shirt by Anonymous | 3.8k words | Listen maybe I just like fics where Demetri successfully turns Eli back to the light side simply by reminding him of the good in the things he used to hate about himself/his life. In this fic, circa s3, Demetri wears all of the old clothes Eli left at his house to get his attention. Eli gets PISSED. It is everything to me. 

One Of The Finer Things in Life by Ithinkwehaveanemergency | 4k words | Eli basically being like “oh no he’s hot” after seeing Demetri shirtless. Fluffy and also hot and so well written. As always, this author captures them perfectly. It’s funny and it’s cute and I love it.

And I Will Not Fall Hard This Time by Ithinkwehaveanemergency | 12.7k words | Another one from this author!! Essentially, Eli and Dem become friends with benefits in college and don’t think that will end poorly for them at all.  Note: If you don’t like NSFW, this one is not for you, but i personally love a little spice when it’s well done. Everything about this fic makes my heart hurt. Like they’re so gone for each other but they SUCK AT COMMUNICATING. I’ve read this one so many times too. So many kisses for this fic. Like it has a chokehold on me I can’t explain

Always Thinking I Could Love You More by Ithinkwehaveanemergency | 6.5 words | Listen if you know me you know I love a fic that centers around Hawk’s hair. Essentially Hawk dyes his hair and Demetri is STARING. Bestie Yasmine is here to meddle. (can you tell i really like this author?)

lavender haze by youngervolcano | 3.1k words | This one is light and FUNNY. Classic everyone thinks they’re dating but them. Very cute quick read.

andisol by samemoon ( @carmendiazbian) | 25k (incomplete) | Don’t get me started on this one!!! The way my heart HURT reading it!!! Takes canon and changes it a little, but essentially a deeper look at Eli after s3, slowly mending Demetri and Eli’s relationship, and a look at how they got where they are now. I need to reread this one again because it is just one of the most well-written hawkmetri fics I’ve come across. It’s not completed, but I assure you it is still worth the read. 

Who You Are Inside by Asphodelia ( @asphodel-storm) | 4.9k words | I just think this one is neat! ‘His Dark Materials’ AU with daemons - I know absolutely nothing about that world, yet I still really liked this! Follows canon but with animal companions that are actually your soul/their shape reflects your soul. Childhood Eli and Demetri and falling back together with a dash of a soulmate trope. So fun if you love a tad of a fantasy element!!

Second Chances by Asphodelia ( @asphodel-storm) | 31k words | Is this one realistic in the slightest? No! But I loved it! Essentially this is what would happen if Pre S1 Eli swapped bodies with S3 Eli. Has some really strong parts and the premise is so silly but endearing that I love coming back to it. Good characterization too! Again, a nod to anyone who loves a little fantasy (another Asphodelia fic!)

Or you could read one of my fics if you feel so inclined.

Be sure to check ratings and warnings! Only read what you like!

[torturedbrat]

PLSSS CAN YOU DO A BILL FICTION INSPIRED BY ONE OF THEIR MUSIC VIDEOS?? YOU CAN CHOOSE WHICH ONEEE

IT WOULD BE SO COOL<3

— 1st Chapter: Love don't break me.

"I need to get home, but I keep on holding on."

★ Fem!reader x Bill Kaulitz 2016

★ Tags: Angst, fluff.

| Summary: Bill and his girlfriend have been going through different rough difficulties in their relationship for a long time now, they both know it's useless to keep being together. None of them tried to do anything about it till he decided to put an end to it.

• Bill narrates;

I can't believe I'm here again. I want to hold her and tell her that we'll be okay, but I don't know how cause even I don't know the answer to that.

I look around the dark room, the blinds shut, I predict it's around 2 in the morning. My arms are around myself, unable to move after another successful fight; this time seeming worse than ever, after reproaching each other about every stupid little thing there is in the book.. even though this time they weren't just a few misunderstandings—It was much more than that.

I furrow my left eyebrow, once I hear the faint sound of her sobs in the background, hitting my eardrums. I hate seeing her cry, she knows that well, as much as I also know how I shouldn't cave in. But she's already scooting closer to me, wrapping her arms around my body loosely, tightening even more the second I tried to move.

My head fell to the front, a few of a blonde-platinum strands of hair pushed to my face. I sigh as she tries to comfort herself while in touch with my skin, 'Please, don't.' She mutters as she feels how I'm starting to stretch out my limbs to stand up this time, a thing I can't get through with because my body simply won't respond.

But I'm angry, so why are my arms moving around her, why are my eyes filled with tears when I keep hearing her say over and over how sorry she is? Maybe I don't really want to go.

Why can't my heart and my head work at once?

I open my mouth to speak, her face is buried on the back of my neck, and so are my fingers in her hair when I reached out to finally touch her. 'Why do we do this?' Is everything I manage to say—I can't understand how we've gotten to this point; The fighting, the aggressive make-up and when you think you're done, more fighting again.

I want to tell her that I won't be here forever, laying on her bed—completely wrecked and thinking about all the times we've been okay together instead of living the moment. And I've got a feeling that she doesn't want to be stuck in this back and forth for much longer.

But how will we move forward? we still love each other, there's no doubt, and even if we've been told that our love is gross, we'd always managed to prove them wrong.. this time we'll make it again, right?

She looks at me, untangling herself from the grip she's had on me before—I've got a feeling that she knows what I'm thinking about by the way she's shaking her head at me. 'Don't say you're gonna give up on me.' The look on her face said it all; regret, even fear, dispair... everything at once—like she expected the worst.

But I didn't say anything, I didn't dare. I couldn't get my mind to work, everything oh so overwhelming. Till her voice pushed me off my trance. 'Say something!' It was only natural she would react like that after getting no reaction out of me, so that's when I finally managed to push myself on my feet, looking around for the shirt I discarded earlier god knows where before this argument started, to slid it back on.

'I'm tired of fighting.' I said, bitter tears still stinging the corner of my eyes as I put on the rest of my clothes, pacing around the room to pick everything up, anything that I must be forgetting to grab while I make the feint of leaving.

I sniffle from my nose, and from one moment to another she's standing up from the bed, looking completely hysterical, not even bothering to put her shirt on as she tried to get ahold of me, eyes closing tight.

'You can't leave like this..' She said again, trying to change my mind, but this time I can feel myself getting a little bit of impulse, ready to leave it all behind. The black eyeshadow that I know is staining my under eyes, I wipe it off with my knuckles.. now I'm the one who's shaking his head. I can't listen to her this time, If I keep doing so I know I'll never leave. I know I'll never run free from this golden cage that we named love.

'I'm sorry, It's over.' And I didn't even stutter this time, It felt like I've been holding those words inside me forever, like I've been meaning to say it for a long time now. A big relief rushing through my veins, as if I could breath properly again.

But she didn't look relieved, she didn't look like it had been taken a big weight off her shoulders like I thought it would. She was silent, still.. It was even frightening. I wanted to turn to her and say something else, my hands even itching to touch her one last time, but I knew it would just make it worse than it was already.

So I went away, with broken wings.—I picked up my dignity, all my pride and I walked out.

But was I doing what was the best for us? wasn't I making it worse? what if I just regret all of this in the future?

I guess I'll never know.

Inspired by the 'Love don't break me' MV. For a better experience, listen to the song while you're reading.

[ I made this, all fanfics posted here are original ideas by me. ]

[coin-snatcher]

"Angel's madness" AU

strange name isn't it? Anyways I have an AU idea for Gravity Falls!!! (Because why not?)

So basically, the AU takes place a year or two before Ford meets Bill, during the time when he was just studying the falls. Everything up until that point is the same as canon, except for oneee... tiny... detail.

Stanley Pines dies.

Probably not original, but he didn't kill himself. Rico did that for him! Stan finally got caught by the guy (so ooc) and was murdered, but not before he got his eyes ripped out or something.

And, because I can't process watching a character I love die, HE COMES BACK AS A FRIGGIN' ANGEL! Due to the aftermath of having his eyes ripped out and probably a bunch more injuries on him, and the trauma of dying and returning to life, Stanley goes mad! Yipe!

Since Stanley has now perished and returned to end literally anything due to his madness, he starts causing multiple disappearances (Don't worry, he's just a silly little angel with silly little powers), killing each member of the gang he was once apart of, Rico going last because Stan wants him to suffer.

After all the murder, Stan is slowly drawn towards Gravity Falls due it the place being a weirdness magnet. He haunts the dreams of anyone he chooses, but...

He finds Ford hanging around Gravity Falls.

It brings some lost and broken part back to Stan. A... protective side. The same one he had when he was protecting Ford from bullies in the past.

And so, with barely enough sanity, he decided: "I'm going to become one of those guardian angel type guys!" And proceeded to start visiting Ford in his dreams, along with protecting Ford whenever the nerd is in danger.

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Lemme explain about what happens in Ford's dreams whenever Stan decides to hop in. The dream always starts out like any other dream, but Ford always saw a strange version of Stan in the distance, his eyes bandaged and just... watching him.

whenever Stan protects Ford in the real world, he doesn't show himself, only doing so if Ford is in a really bad situation. (which is sometimes, but Ford doesn't really see WHO is saving him.)

And after a few times of Ford being saved, he starts to wonder: "What the heck? Am I being protected by a ghost?". Being a silly scientist guy, Ford starts doing experiments, trying to understand / see the ghost. Most fail, but one works, and Ford saw a glimpse of Stan.

Yeah, perceive this however you want, but i'm just going to put an image of Stan here. Since I don't believe in myself to actually draw the guy, i'll just make him in GL2! (Forgot to mention that Stan kinda acts like a ghost, only Ford can see him if Stan so desires)

There ya go! err.. enjoy. Also, plz credit if used or something!