#I tried to have a theme going? but in all honesty this is just pretty ladies all around and I don't know how it'll look...

[writingoddess1125]

Just a Peak- 👀

Crack-Head Headcanon

You accidently see the guys naked

Spicy Themes 🔥 including oral 18+

Buggy, Mihawk, Crocodile, Shanks,

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Also a quick side note for everyone, This took forever since I had to do actual math! I looked at ALL of these damn characters and their height then based off of Odas fucking drawings figure out how their anatomy would lay in how he drew pants. Was it excessive- Absolutely 💯 was it worth it IDK

Buggy

• You all had been drinking on the ship, it was a fun party in all honesty. Buggy of course wanting to be flashing and show off how fun he was. Buggy who was fairly well drunk stumbled out for some reason you didnt hear-

• You stumbled out to potentially puke over the rails, However when you did you saw your Captian standing there clearly having finished relieving himself and now simply too drunk to put himself away as he stared out over the open ocean.

• You now knew why Buggy was so damn confident all the time...

• Thicccc, easy 8 inches flaccid and fit so well in his gloved hands it damn near looked picturesque.

• Have you ever seen a pretty cock!? When are cock pretty!? It's literally a perfect shape and color, with nicely trimmed ocean blue curls at the base.

Mihawk

• "AHH!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" Buggy screamed as he caught you staring- His face as red as his nose as he quickly tried to tuck himself away with sloppy hands.

• You quickly doing a U-Turn back into the hull of the ship- Face as red as a cherry and the image now seared into your brain.

Crocodile

• Being acquainted with Mihawk definitely had its benefits, in case really good drinks and the Bartender giving you free drinks cause they were hitting on The famous pirate!

• Mihawk had disapeared around 4 drinks ago, so you walled out of the bar to see if you could spot him. Turning the corner you spot him, but he definitely wasn't alone.

• There he was with thay flirty Bartender, her on her knees sucking him off. He looked mildly bored as well as he glanced down at her- However you couldn't help but stare when you saw her pull back for air.

• Long a solid 9+ inches , A bit thin for what you expected but clearly he made up for it in length. Pale, Slender, curved ever so slightly and thick hair at the base.

• You now understood the wide walk-

• Seeing the young female Bartender taking him fully into her mouth once mkre with a deep blush. Her nose pressed against the thick layer of black hair at the base- You see his eyes go up from the Bartender right to you

• His eyes met yours and he smirked- Like he was amused you had caught him this way, or that he was turned on by this possibly.

• Your face burned as he stared such strong eye contact with you. Quickly you snapped from your thoughts and hurried back into the bar. Finishing your drink quietly as the memory played in your mind.

• When Mihawk returned he sat next to you, not saying a work but you felt his eyes following you.

• Being a secretary was hard- being one for a famed dangerous pirate was harder- and then there was Crocodile

• He was a very picky and meticulous man that you knew better then to displease. So you had gotten his clothes from the cleaner (sands a bitch to wash out) and was dropping them off at his current residence. You had a key anyway so you walked right in, not expecting him there anyway.

• You were dead wrong however- Walking in it seemed Crocodile had just left the shower and didn't bother with a towel either. Stepping out steaming and having water running down his form.

• He was a big man (8ft3in -253 cm) you knew that... however you never connected it how that would translate in terms of.. his other anatomy however this just didn't seem fair!

Shanks

• It was easy 11 inches, the size of some people's forearm! Paired with it being very girthy it looked more like a weapon then an organ

• Paired with the lazy mess of wavy black curls at the base he clearly didn't bother taming.

• His eyes locking on your shocked face and how red you looked. A noise similar to that of a chuckle leaving him as he didn't even bother closing his robe.

• "Come here-" He said, taking a drag from his cigar and waving you to come back in... it seemed you would have a much closer look now-

• It had been a eventful day- A successful treasure hunt were the whole crew had pulled in a few billion berries for their own pocket. So you had all celebrated, Getting far too drunk in a short amount of time- Paired with delicious food.

• You still feeling buzzed you decided to drift off to get some rest before you got totally shitfaced

• Walking into one of the near by rooms to get some rest, the alcohol still making you fuzzy you realized far too late you'd stepped into the Captian's Quarters- and Far far too late into noticing their was your Captian half undressed clearly about to retire himself.

• A lovely white and pink member laying at a easy 8 in flacid and a forest of untamable red curls are the base of his cock that just lead your eyes there and only to there.

• He blinked at you surprised before cracking one of his signature smiles-

• "You okay Darling?" He said with a laugh, seeing your face so red and shocked.

• A twinkle in his eyes as he gestured for you to come fully inside.

• "Seems something has caught your eye, why don't we close up that door and talk about it?~" He said with a smirk. You nodding and closing the door behind you with a shy smile.

• Now how could you refuse that?

[feartoxinjelloshot]

clipsverse SWAP AU! for fun! character elaboration under the cut because it gets kind of wordy:

selina's deal is pretty straightforward: she has the typical “saw parents die as a child" backstory, but she’s obviously not a millionare so she’s operating out of some kind of condemned underground parking lot... somewhere. authentic gotham grunge i guess. she’s a functioning alcoholic and i am obsessed with her. she's a hardboiled detective like batman, but tends to be a bit more cynical - sort of like if rorschach from watchmen was a normal person and also didn't hate sex. firefly is her "guy in the chair" similar to what alfred is to batman in canon, minus the surrogate parent part, obviously. public opinion is pretty split on if the bat is a man or a woman under there. i don't really have swap ideas for the robins ironed out, but i'm thinking that cass and stephanie are her robin and red hood equivalents (cass being dick, stephanie being jason). cass would have an allblack bird theme going on, so she might be "crow" or "blackbird" instead of robin. dunno what stephanie's red hood rendition is like. purple hood? i'll figure it out eventually.

bruce’s parents are alive, but he has a terrible relationship with them and with his own wealth so he mitigates the guilt complex by dressing up as a cat to steal and redistribute resources to people who actually need it. he could probably do that in daylight but there is something very wrong with him. i don't think his dumb slutty playboy persona is entirely genuine even without his parents' deaths, but he does lean into it more and incorporate parts of it into his vigilante persona over time. i think this version of bruce is just generally very lonely under the surface. he tries to be normal in his daytime life and he's very bad at it - theft aside, in a certain sense being the cat(man? woman?) is his own break for freedom; he felt a need to plunge himself far into the deep end of what normal society calls a 'freak'. ...writing it out like this, we're probably lucky he didn't start killing people. fortunately batman isn't really that kind of guy in any universe.

meanwhile on the other side of the rails: ivy! her deal is slightly unformed right now due to the fact that the hatter and the joker also swap places in this au - so the hatter is a dangerous, evil mastermind intent on controlling gotham to suit their whims, and the joker is... just a harmless silly little guy. yeah. i don't have swap-hatter's exact personality ironed out yet, so detailing his and ivy's dynamic would be difficult, but i can say that while she is his loyal second-in-command at his table of advisors, she is also plotting against him. ivy is a consistent loner in both mainline cv and here, and while she doesn't have the same tumultuous, antagonistic, emotional relationship with him as harley does with the joker, she is also frankly not interested in being his number one until the end of time. she wants to do it herself and she wants to do it right. this is an ivy who, in lieu of her own world-altering gift, is scraping tooth and nail to successfully supersede the most powerful entity she can her her hands on. the hatter is blissfully unaware of this - we can't all be perfect.

harley, for her part, is very tame in comparison. she mirrors ivy's canonical backstory pretty closely: an esteemed scientist studying stem cell relations who was denied funding, mocked, and forced to experiment on herself to prove a point, unwittingly connecting herself to a worldwide hive-mind of plantlife. this version of harley, while still dressed as a scientist, is far more surface-level emotionally volatile than mainline ivy, more impulsive and irrational, and probably willing to lean much farther into the classic poison ivy reputation as a villainous seductress, to varying degrees of honesty and success. it takes ivy an incredible degree of patience and control to maintain the mental and physical balance she strikes with the green, and this version of harley has far less of both. she lets it use her body as a conduit of earthly rage and she lets the poison infect her skin and organs until mottled and decaying. she's not unhappy, but she's not exactly stable, either.

jonathan is a mysterious, faux-sleazy lounge singer who lost his left arm to a snake bite infection as a child and thereafter became obsessed with the symbolism of the balance of life via games, tricks and questions - winning and losing, birth and death, etc. the ouroboros is a common symbol in his theatrics. he possesses a certain degree of social confidence that the mainline jonathan has never quite been capable of - while he doesn't have the same fervent need for attention as edward, he takes a compulsory delight in the mental influence he achieves on small crowds and will employ many avenues to get ahold of it. he's certainly not outgoing: he keeps almost entirely to himself offstage, uninterested in fame outside of his show persona. unlike mainline jonathan who views the scarecrow as a genuine self-inflicted diety, this jon sees his persona as more of a mantle or responsibility that he must take on in order to discover new truths about the world. like his canon counterpart he is asexual and uninterested in sex, but i imagine that he has less qualms about leading people on as an act to get what he wants from them. he's not terribly famous in his singing career, but he's become a bit of an underground legend for his resolute 1920s-inspired style and occasional genuine debonair charm.

edward in comparison is not nearly as ritualistically compelled as mainline scarecrow, but he’s far less cagey about his own machinations and his mental relationship to them: he lives in a tricked-out barn somewhere on the far outskirts of gotham, and he spends his time as a propmaster creating elaborate saw-trap-esque haunted houses and escape rooms to invoke panic in his “guests”. he wanders the halls of his own houses along with the guests, repairing and tinkering, or just scaring the shit out of them. he also makes a genuine living by making and selling cosplay props and other related objects online; he's developed a bit of an internet presence through this channel, though he's not as fixated on it as the mainline riddler would be. he still craves spectacle and attention, but he's more of a "quality over quantity" guy according to his own standards and is rarely happy with the work he creates, hence the endless roundabout of creation and reinvention.

[moneyndior]

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫and i promise forever.⋄ 𓍯

…IN WHICH! percy, hypothetically, confesses his feelings.

tags/warnings: percy jackson x reader, tv!percy for the theme, however, book percy was in mind, reader is hyper aware of what people think, awkward teenagers interacting, friends to lovers, the lake kinda rats percy out, not proofread.

ೃauthor notes⁀➷: take a shot everytime hypothetically is in this fic

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“hypothetically, how well can you keep a secret?”

“i’ve been your friend for god knows how long and you don’t know how well i can keep a secret?”

you asked, snickering as you hugged your knees closer to your chest. the sun was starting to set over camp half-blood and the last thing on your mind was getting to your cabins on time.

watching the lake’s waves splash against each other, the leaves in the trees whistled together. you two were relaxing after what feels like years.

you two didn’t particularly ask to be demi-gods.

“‘oh, very well, percy. thanks for asking!’ would’ve worked too.”

he mumbled more to himself than you, mimicking your voice as he made the pitch in his higher.

“oh, very well, percy. thanks for asking!”

you mocked, blinking in an over exaggerated manner. curiosity began to fill your head, questions racing in your mind. however, with how you are, you didn’t wanna come off annoying. so, deciding to kill two birds with one stone, you just asked,

“why?”

“because i have another hypothetical question to ask you.”

you rolled your eyes, another chuckle leaving your throat. percy was never the type of kid to just ask one thing and move on.

“wow, shocker.”

“shush. anyways—hypothetically speaking here—i have a crush. and, remember..all hypothetical, the crush was you…”

percy mumbled, breaking eye contact to look at the lake, the waves in the water beginning to splash a little faster and a little more hectically.

your mind went blank as you tried to process what he was saying. even if it was all hypothetical, hypothetical wouldn’t change the false hope he was feeding you.

“and i asked you out. because i, technically, really like you. would you say yes?”

percy asked, his words coming out jumbled and frantic, matching the water in front of you two.

“hypothetically, of course.”

he added, his tone still fast, his heartbeat speeding up along with it. the silence from your end made his blood run cold from embarrassment.

“uhm,”

you managed to squeeze out, your voice way more unstable than you’d like it to be in this situation

“hypothetically…i’d have to ask how well you keep a secret.”

well, shit. if this isn’t the start to a rejection—percy doesn’t know what is.

“pretty well.”

you gulped, biting the inside of your cheek as you went through every possibility and every word in any dictionary ever to find the perfect words to use.

“i’d tell you that in this hypothetical situation…i, also, really liked you and that i’d say yes any day.”

percy didn’t know what to do in all honesty. all he could do was grin from ear to ear as the sound of the waves getting quicker blocked out any other background noise.

“seriously?”

“yup.”

you nodded, your eyes shifting down to the ground for a second or two.

“well, uhm, would you like to go out? maybe? non-hypothetically?”

percy asked, his small flush across his cheeks making his face feel hot. he, unconsciously, leaned closer to you in anticipation.

“yeah, i would.”

with your confirmation, percy felt a bolt of energy enter his body. he nodded, chuckling to himself as his smile begin to hurt his cheeks.

“cool.”

he muttered, feeling anything but cool as he leaned back away from you. the both of you sat in silence until you stood up, dusting yourself off.

percy looked up at you, his knees to his chest, lips slightly parted. you bent down, brushing his hair behind his ear, kissing his temple lightly.

“can’t wait, percy.”

you mumbled before walking off, leaving percy alone with his thoughts and the way-too-out-of-control lake. as what happened slowly proceeded in his mind, a wave hit his legs.

sure, his pants are now wet. sure, he looks like a goddam dork right now. but who cares? he just got a date with the girl of his dreams. all he could do his care about you and only you.

not something silly like water, or the hypothetical, or what lie he’s gonna use to explain why his pants are wet.

[amomentsescape]

Sorry if the request is too weird for you, sometimes I can't tell if I'm being weird.. or just worrying too much, but could I request Slasher headcanon, if the reader gets pregnant? If you're comfort with that

Slashers React to Reader Getting Pregnant

Slashers x Reader (Separate)

A/N: No worries at all! It's a great request, thank you! :)

Warnings: Mentions of pregnancy of course, a mix of angst and fluff (not all Slashers are happy about this)

DARK THEMES: A few of these Slashers will mention not keeping the child (Brahms is especially dark and is a bit Yandere themed).

Freddy Krueger

When you first tell him, he just laughs

There's no way you're being serious right now, right?

But when he sees you're not laughing, his grin turns into a frown

"That kid's not fucking mine"

Becomes angry

Freddy is barely even human at this point, there's no way that he could have had anything to do with your pregnancy

He kicks you out of the dream world and leaves you alone in your room to cry

It takes about a week before you find yourself back in his world, facing a very serious looking Freddy

Instead of him yelling at you like you expected, he just pulls you into a hug

He whispers an apology so low that you can barely hear it

When you pull back, he tells you that he needed time to think it over

But being a father wouldn't be so bad

He could turn the dream world into a kid's wonderland

Plus, he still cares about you

He still doesn't know how this happened, but he's come to just disregard that now

Michael Myers

Michael does not like children, nonetheless, having one of his own

You knew this, so the idea of telling him just scared you in all honesty

You pushed it off as long as you could until you knew you couldn't wait any longer

When you finally sat him down and told him, he was pissed

Told you to get rid of it

If you decide to, then things pretty much go back to normal

But if you say no, Michael will be gone

You'll wake up in the middle of the night some random time and find that you're alone

His things will be gone and there will be no trace of him

He'll leave enough food and drinks for you to survive a couple weeks

But that'll be it

You'll never see him again

Jason Voorhees

When you first told him, he literally just freezes up

You don't know what to do, becoming worried he is just going to walk out

But then he suddenly engulfs you in a hug, rocking back and forth

He may not be able to physically show it, but he is ecstatic!

He never thought he'd find someone who loved him, nonetheless want to start a family with him

So the idea that soon the cabin will have a mini you or him running around makes him so happy

Just know that his protective instincts are going to go into overdrive

Will not let you lift a finger

Will engorge you in literally every treat you can think of

And he will not let you leave the cabin unless he goes with you

He's protecting two precious lives now

He won't be flexible on that

But he makes up for it with his attentiveness

He makes less trips out unless you need something

He turns his attention on building a nice crib and area for your future child to rest and play

The idea of being a father just brings a whole new light to him

Thomas Hewitt

Oh my god

Thomas is floating in heaven right now

You? Carrying his child?

He's quite literally a puddle on the floor

He even begins to cry, inevitably causing your own tears to flow despite doing your best to hold them back

If you thought Thomas already spoiled you too much, expect for it to triple

Will cook for you 24/7

Even when you're not hungry, he still tries to get you to eat something since "you're eating for two now"

Will rub your feet and your back a few times a day, but especially before you go to sleep

And if you have any weird cravings?

He'll get them for you without a single hesitation

Thomas will definitely be the type to kneel down and kiss your belly

He's still just amazed that you could possibly be carrying his child in you

It really triggers his romantic side

Bubba Sawyer

When you tell him, he almost thinks you're kidding

You have to reassure him a few times before he finally believes you

But once he does, he's jumping and sprinting around the house

He tells his whole family immediately, not being able to hold his excitement inside

He picks you up and twirls you around, placing hundreds of sloppy kisses on your face

Will rub your belly and just stare at it fondly

He'll have trouble letting you do anything on your own though

Even needing to go the bathroom involves him picking you up and carrying you there

He becomes so worried about hurting the baby too

There was a short amount of time where he'd only hug you from behind because he thought hugging you normally would squish the child

He's so caring and yet so clueless

But you better believe that he will be such a loving father

You just need to keep an eye out though, or else Bubba will spoil that baby rotten

Brahms Heelshire

At first, he has mixed feelings about the situation

The idea that his own flesh and blood is growing inside of you makes him feel... good in a way?

It's like the ultimate possession in his eyes

He's quite literally a part of you now

But at the same time, the idea of raising a child and having to share your attention pisses him off

You're supposed to take care of him and follow his rules, not somebody else's

Even if that somebody else is his own kid

If you choose to stick it out and have the child, you'll notice things seem fine at first

Brahms may even offer to feed and look after the baby while you rest

The issue arises when a couple weeks into taking care of them, Brahms starts to feel cold

The baby requires so much of your attention- too much

They cry and cry and cry and won't give either of you a break

Brahms eventually snaps

You wake up one day to find the baby gone without so much as a trace

Brahms feigns innocence, but you know

Brahms is now for certain that there can only be him

Norman Bates

You're pregnant?

Oh, he's ecstatic!

He immediately has to tell Mother, of course

He's so attentive with you too after you tell him (not that he wasn't before)

Will keep track of your most common cravings and will stock up on them so you always have them on hand

He's already buying baby clothes at the store too even if you both don't know the gender quite yet

He'll tell little stories to your tummy, always ending them with a soft kiss

You notice that he's even more gentle than normal with you too

The way he hugs you and cuddles you at night is very soft, and he only gives you feather light touches

He's not even aware of it himself

He's always dreamed of raising his own family, but he wasn't sure that dream would ever be a reality for him

But he just knows you'll make a great parent, and he hopes he will too

Billy Loomis

When you first share the news, you have no idea how he'd react

He never really discussed having kids, and you weren't sure this would be something he'd want

When you told him, he just looked at the ground with a cold expression

When you probed him again, he looked at you

Accused you of cheating

After several times of telling him you didn't, he tells you that he can't do this

He wasn't ready, he was pretty sure he didn't even want kids, how could you do this to him?

This all built up until he stormed out, leaving you there hurt and teary eyed

You don't hear from him for a month

You're certain that's the end of that, and you were going to be left to raise this child alone

But he suddenly comes back, a baby blanket in his hand

To your confusion, he begins to apologize and tell you that he panicked

After taking that time away to think over everything, he realized that the last thing he wanted was to be like his father

He didn't want to just abandon his own child

He ends up sticking with you for the birth and after

Although a little rough around the edges, he ends up becoming a good father and even better partner for you

Stu Macher

He kind of immediately panics the moment you tell him the news

Not necessarily in a bad way, he just feels so unprepared

Of course, he's thought of creating a family with you

But that was supposed to be like 10 years from now

This feels too soon, and he's not sure he's quite ready for this change yet

But at the same time, he can't ignore his excitement

He loves children, and knowing that you'll be having his very own son or daughter makes his heart warm in a way he didn't think it could

Will spend the night thinking everything over

And by the next day, there's already a crib, toys, and 20 boxes of diapers setting by the bedroom

You're honestly in awe with how quickly he shifted his thoughts from the previous day

Will sit down with you and reassure you that he's going to stick it out with you

Everything will work out as long as you stick together, right?

Stu does love you too

He had no plans of going anywhere

Eric Draven

You almost begin to worry when you told Eric

He so desperately wanted to start a family with you

You knew this

But you also knew that he didn't want to do that until you were out of this dangerous city and in an area he was certain would be safe

So when you told him the news, you weren't sure what reaction you'd be met with

It was only when a large smile broke out across his face that you felt yourself relax

He lifts you off the ground and hugs you close to him, praising you and telling you just how happy he is

He truly can't believe that he's going to be raising his own child with the love of his life

He didn't even know this was a possibility for him anymore

He tries to lessen the amount of time he spends out at night

He hated leaving you home alone before, but now he has two lives counting on him to keep them safe

He isn't going to risk that

But on the nights that he does lose track of time, he always comes home with a takeout bag in hand, somehow knowing exactly what you want

He even makes a promise to get you both out of this city as soon as possible

He should have done it sooner, but now he has every single reason to do it

[little-emerald-snake]

I come bearing another potential "sequel" idea. Obviously you don't have to write this. I randomly thought back to the "Sebastian with a reverse PA" story and, well...

Let's say f!MC decides she wants to return the favor, in a way. She decides to get a piercing of her own that can help stimulate them both. My mind says either a tongue piercing or a fourchette piercing, but that's completely up to you if you decide you like this idea 🤭

Anyways, she gets it and it becomes so hard not to ruin the surprise and she's holding off because it's still healing. She has to keep coming up with excuses for why they can't (too tired, have to study, etc). Both Seb and MC are sexually frustrated so by the time she feels it's healed enough, it's feral while also trying to be careful with both piercings.

(I'm just realizing how both my requests have a bit of a theme to them. Don't know what that says about me 🤣 Anyways, much love 💜)

Piercings pt3 - Sebastian Sallow X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

My lovely cyan1de, your brain is absolutely filthy and I love it 🫶🏻. I’ve taken your inspo but I changed the piercing to something with a little less heal time for the stories sake. Hope you like it anyway 💕. Thank you as always for the requests!

Warnings: descriptions of healing piercing, please have mercy and if you get a ‘spicy’ piercing let it heal fully/follow aftercare instructions so you don’t get an infection, modern college a/u, unprotected p-in-v, oral f receiving, mattress fucking?

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Things had been incredible between them. While they had no label per say, they very much went on dates, spent the night with each other and hooked up fairly regularly.

She knew his birthday was only a few weeks away and while he swore he only wanted to spend the day with her and refused gift ideas, she had a fun little idea that had manifested after a saucy conversation or two about piercings.

After talking plenty about his she’d decided to ask what he’d think if a partner were to get one. He chuckled and gave her a wild playful look, hair messy from the combination of sweat and her fingers carding through it. “Wouldn’t mind it. What? You thinking about getting one?”

She’d only shrugged playfully, pretending to mull it over. She couldn’t deny the fact that she had in fact been thinking about getting a piercing ever since their first encounter. “Well if you do decide you want one-“ he paused to wiggle his brows and glanced at her bare chest “or two…I think it would be hot. But don’t feel like you need one just because I got one.”

She’d of course done her research of healing and pain and decided her top contender was a VCH piercing. Between the benefits, healing time, and the aesthetics of it she decided that would be the piercing she got.

Her roommate had agreed to go with her and hold her hand while she got it done, all kinds of on board for her and Sebastian since she seemed to be really happy since they’d started hooking up.

Thankfully the piercing wasn’t too painful, a big pinch and a bit of soreness but nothing she couldn’t handle. Her roommate had been hysterically laughing since she’d gotten home to look at it and her first words uttered were “She’s so pretty!”.

The next day Sebastian had tried to come over between classes for a bit of midday fun. But she’d quickly made the excuse that she was really tired and needed a nap. She’d also carefully evaded going back to his after a coffee date by saying she had to do some extra studying.

Luckily she’d been able to just get away with a good blowjob for him on the couch during their movie night at his place later in the week. He’d started to get a little suspicious after about two weeks of evaded sexual encounters or only blowjobs. “You know you can talk to me right? Like if something is wrong…is something wrong?”

She quickly waved him off just saying she’s been having some hormone changes which have made her tired and have a lower libido. In all honesty she was having an incredibly hard time telling him no, but she was almost halfway through the recovery and was determined to surprise him with her new piercing. “Love, is this because of your period?” He’d said while nipping the spot just below her ear, grinding against her thigh. “You know I don’t mind a bit of blood, I’ll still take good care of her. I promise.”

She of course already knew this since they’d already had period sex and he hadn’t been deterred in the slightest. Of course he’d been all too accommodating of her surge of desires during her ovulating week though.

He whispered incredibly sweet things and treated her like a princess but they definitely were a very sexually active couple. So when his hands began to wander when she stayed the night just a few days into her third week of healing she was losing her battle.

He whispered raunchy filth into her ear, rubbing and grinding against her inner thigh and moving closer to her crotch. One intense drag against her had her wincing and her mouth falling open.

Sebastian immediately stopped, cupping her face in his palms. “What’s wrong, love? Did I hurt you? Are you okay?”

She finally broke down, just three days before his birthday she felt like it was unavoidable at this point. She flashed a shy smile, looking up at him cheekily. “So you know how I talked to you about getting a piercing right?”

Sebastian’s lust lidded eyes popped and she swore she saw them sparkle. “You didn’t.” He looked down between them as if he’d see it through her clothes. He looked back up with wide eyes. “Holy shit…what did you get pierced?”

She laughed and rolled him off of her, carefully shimmying out of her pajama shorts and spreading her legs for him. “Surprise! Happy Birthday.”

His eyes darkened and he looked up, licking his lips. “Gods I’ve missed your pussy…and now she’s all pretty for me. God you know you didn’t have to do that.”

She smiled, blushing as he looked back down in awe. “I wanted it. It wasn’t just for you, promise. What do you think?”

He licked his lips again and she practically moaned from the look on his face. “How long till it’s healed?”

She bit into her bottom lip nervously. “Healing time is 4-8 weeks and it’s been 3 weeks and 4 days.”

His eyes widened. “You got it to be healed perfectly on my birthday…” he crawled up the side of her body, holding her neck carefully in his palm and he whispered against her lips. “Naughty girl.”

He kissed her deeply, tasting her and groaning into their kiss. She could feel his arousal against her thigh and it had her moaning into his kiss. He pulled back, eyes dark and lusty. “You can’t make those sounds, not when I still need to let that pretty little pussy heal up baby.”

She practically whined against his lips. The soreness had long since disappeared and she knew if she kept things clean that it would likely be fine for them to fool around a bit. She pushed at him till he was shoved out of bed and standing beside it, confused. “You’ve showered, right?”

He nodded, a confused tilt of his chin as she waved him towards the bathroom. His gray shorts doing very little to cover all the freckles littering his skin or the bulging mass thickening between his legs. “Go wash your hands then come back to bed.”

His eyes bulged and he hurried to the bathroom. He came back quickly, sliding into bed with her. She could smell his hand soap and smiled up at him as he crowded over her. “What are you comfortable doing? I don’t want to hurt you.”

She reached between them, palming his erection through the sweatpants he wore and hummed softly with approval. “I need this tonight, that is, if you’ll give it to me.”

He ground against her hand, leaning down to nuzzle into her neck and inhale her scent. He groaned, rolling his hips harder before frustration pulled somewhere inside him and he reached down to free his aching cock. It sprung free, cool air kissing his swollen leaking tip, silver barbell glinting in the low light. “Gods I’ve needed your pussy.”

She giggled breathily as he notched himself at her entrance, sitting up to watch the head of himself disappearing, his eyes fixed eagerly on her brilliant new piercing. His mouth practically watered with the urge to roll his tongue against it, use his tongue to flick the jewelry over her sensitized clit. “Does it increase your stimulation?”

She nodded, gasping as the head of his cock sunk inside. She was tight from their lack of fucking and she felt him pulse excitedly from inside of her walls. “Y-yes, even just cleaning it and looking at it in the shower, whenever I bump it, feels so good.”

He groaned in agony, shutting his eyes and sliding another inch or so inside, rolling his hips to increase her friction and spread the wetness. “Gods your so fucking tight. Been too long since you've been stretched around my cock, love.”

She nodded, gripping his shoulders. His hand slid down, barely pressing against the jewelry and she cried out, legs wrapping around his waist. Holding himself back was going to be a feat and a half.

He sunk the rest of the way inside her and she constricted around him. He nudged the jewelry against her clit again and her head tossed backwards in pleasure. The sight of her falling into pleasure was absolutely breathtaking. He groaned, adjusting to straddle on leg, bringing the other so her knee hooked up over his shoulder, now spread apart his pubic bone ground against the piercing and had her moans heightening in pitch.

His thrusts were slow rolls that casually surged to desperately needy thrusts that he couldn’t hold back no matter how badly he tried. She felt far too good and it had been far too long. “God you’re cock, oh and the way your r-rubbing the piercing. Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

He chuckled as she gripped the sheets and arched up as she tightened like a vice around him. He tried to keep a cocky tone in his voice but it came out far more strained than he’d hoped. “Oh yea? Already, baby? That little piercing really does help you out, doesn’t it?”

He pressed a thumb right over the jewelry and she lurched up, practically shrieking as she rippled around him, crashing over her edge so fast. He groaned, surging his hips through her orgasm till she finally stilled, loud cries dulling to whimpering coos.

He pulled out of her, having her look down at him in hazy confusion as he settled, laying himself between her legs, spreading her warm thighs open in front of him. She flushed all the way from her cheeks to her thighs as he groaned, spreading her open and grinding his hips against the bed, glutes flexing and drawing her attention before he whispered in a gruff tone. “Fuck it.”

He dove in, licking her cunt from her silky wet opening and up to her newly decorated clit. He moaned at the taste and she frantically reached for the mass of fluffy hair. “S-Seb you can’t! You just fucked me there!”

He made another groan, rolling his hips steadily against the mattress. “I don’t care. This pussy is mine and I’ll eat it whenever I want to. I don’t care if your fresh out of the shower or freshly fucked and filled with my cum. I’ll taste you whenever the fuck I feel like it.”

Heat pooled deliciously between her legs as his tongue flicked precariously over the jewelry through her hood. He teased it over her clit, ran his tongue below it and tortured her with direct pressure that had her absolutely wild and all the while his hips never stopped against the bed.

The sight from between her legs had her quickly climbing the rungs of another orgasm. Her tugs in his hair became more urgent as her toes curled against the warm blankets and her thighs bracketed his head as she arched up into his talented tongue.

She came, shuddering and loose against his face and she didn’t stop till finally he lifted his head, licking her shiny wetness from his lips and chin.

Her eyes bulged when he sat up and she saw the strings of cum trailing from his cock to the blanket. Had he really fucked their sheets till he came while eating her out?

His eyes met hers and he glanced to where she was looking, chuckling and using that low satisfied tone that made her tingle. “How about I change the sheets while you shower off so everything stays clean?”

She swallowed, nodding and getting up into shaking feet and padding into his bathroom while he tossed sheets into the wash. He joined her and a whole new fresh wave of arousal rising inside of her as his erection slipped between the cleft of her ass and she was suddenly wondering if the slap of his balls against her clit as he fucked her from behind would feel as good as it sounded.

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Safest in your arms pt 5

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Pairing: Georgia miller x fem!oc

Summary: sophomore sleepover isn’t as lame as Georgia and Samantha thought.

Warnings: (18+) MDNI cursing, drug use, underage drinking, age gap relationships (18 and 30) grooming, sexual themes.

THE THREE GIRLS walked into school whilst Maxine ranted about how she could maybe go to the dance if she did a couple of chores, all thanks to Georgia. hurray. Georgia is just fucking amazing. hint the sarcasm.

she understood the sentiment of the blonde being an amazing and cool mom but she was still feeling the freshness of their kiss, the aftermath which really wasn't anything other than them avoiding one another but even then, she couldn't hear that name without feeling her chest tighten.

as soon as they were past the doors Samantha broke away from the two teens and walked to the 'blue' hallway where her friends would be. before she could reach them a muscular arm was thrown over her shoulder whilst a more feminine hand was wrapped around her right arm. she didn't have to look to see who they were, Nias strong perfume filling her space mixed with Matthews cologne was answer enough.

"so can we talk about how we're gonna get alcohol" Matthew said leaning his body forward so he can talk lowly without anyone hearing.

"i can get it," Samantha said. she and the rest of them had fake IDs but they always tried to take turns when buying so that they wouldn't get suspicious, although at a certain point the guy who works at the gas station they always went to just stopped carding them at one point. regardless they still made sure to be careful just in case.

"sweet" Matthew said with a huge grin, he pulled his arm off of his best friend and walked up to the bean bags where the other three friends were sitting.

"what are we talking about?" Natalie asked once Samantha and Nia were also there. she was sitting on Oliver's lap on one of the beanbags whilst Jade was sitting on the other, the raven haired girl shot Samantha a smile to which she recuperated happily.

"sophomore sleepover" Nia said.

Matthew looked at them with furrowed eyebrows, "you guys are going to that?"

Samantha nodded, "it's extra credit"

Natalie laughed loudly, "why would they ask you, didn't you guys hotbox Mr Johnson's classroom?"

Nia scoffed, "actually that was your boyfriend and it's probably why they didn't offer either of you it" she said looking between the couple.

Oliver's hand rested on his chin as he looked at the them deep in thought. finally he spoke "that's.. true. huh, i forgot about that"

Samantha nodded, "perks of being quarterback, your pretty much untouchable" she said making Nia chuckle.

Oliver smiled widely, "god you're so right. kind of getting the whole white rich man in america vibes"

"oh my god, don't even" Nia grimaced along with Samantha and Jade. Oliver shrugged with a grin making his girlfriend roll her eyes and lean in to kiss his cheek softly. it was cute how the boy immediately started blushing pink.

"so what are you guys gonna do now?" Matthew asked. the boy was sitting next to - or more like squishing Jade who kept throwing glares at him whilst trying to push him away from the beanbag. clearly there wasn't enough room for two but that didn't seem to effect him.

Natalie smiled brightly, "Jade and i are going shopping" she said glancing at the girl who was paying her no mind, still too focused on the boy practically squishing her.

"and i'm going too.." Matthew said making both Samantha and Nia turn to look at him with furrowed brows. they both knew he hated shopping, even for himself which usually means Nia would pick out his clothes. in all honesty it was the reason the boy didn't dress like all the other basic jocks at the school. "yay" he said smiling forcefully with his hands up in the air as he shakes them dramatically.

the four girls laughed loudly, including Matthew. "fuck dude, who willingly goes shopping with these two?" he said pointing at Natalie and Jade who both turned to glare at him. even Samantha and Nia agreed with him, Natalie never had enough and Jade always had to try on every piece of clothes she bought.

"because if i don't Nat is gonna withhold-"

before he could even finish his last thought Nia immediately held her hand up "don't even finish that sentence"

Oliver raised a brow at her "what?" he said, "i was gonna say movie nights" he shrugged as if her thinking had nothing to do with what he was gonna say.

Nia sighed in relief "oh. okay"

"yeah," Oliver nodded, "that usually always leads to sex so"

the other four teens laughed loudly whilst Nia grimaced "you are disgusting, im disgusted. goodbye" she said not letting him get a word out as she began to walk away. Samantha looked back at her before looking back at her friends.

"looks like i gotta go" she said pointing at her, she short Jade one final smile before turning around and rushing after her friend. she knew for a fact Matthew was following behind without her having to look back to confirm that. pretty soon they fell into a matching step, Samantha in between Matthew and Nia as they all walked to their next class.

Samantha couldn't help but think about the conversation she had earlier. she really wanted her time with her friends to be chill, maybe they could get a bit drunk and bother all the horny teens that would most likely be trying to hook up. instead of that she'd have to be trying to spend most of her night trying to avoid the blonde woman, making sure they wouldn't end up on the same shift or in the same room.

"so i have news," she said not able to contain herself from talking about it anymore, she needed to tell someone desperately.

"what happened?" Nia asked turning her head to look at Samantha. the raven haired girl had her eyes trained in front of her, watching as some teens huddled in groups whilst other couples were walking to class hand in hand.

Samantha didn't seem to be talking fast enough in Matthews opinion causing him to start talking for her. "did you text her? did you guys fuck? are you guys gonna run away together and live your cottage core lesbian life?" he rushed out earning a questioning look from Samantha and a 'what the fuck' look from Nia. he shrugged at the twin.

"uh.. no." Samantha said hesitantly and very confused on why the boy would assume all of that by a simple sentence that didn't even involve the blonde in it. "she's going to be chaperoning at the sleepover"

"damn," Matthew sighed out, "the universe really wants you together"

Samantha rolled her eyes, "she's the one who offered which is so fucking stupid. why would she want to spend her saturday night with horny teens?" she asked annoyed.

"probably cause she's looking for her horny teen" Matthew smirked throwing her a wink.

she rolled her eyes, "oh my god shut up." she groaned. "i'm serious"

"maybe he's right"

"see?" he said pointing at her.

"about the wanting to talk to you, not the horny teen thing. that makes her sound like a perv" Nia clarified.

Matthew made a small noise to show his disagreement. "i mean.. she did technically kiss you the night you turned eighteen"

"really?" Samantha looked at him with a serious expression.

"i'm not saying that's horrible, i'm just pointing out the evidence." he shrugged.

"youre so weird"

"maybe you should talk to her" Nia said.

"i don't think so." Samantha shook her head. "anyway i won't be able to hang today cause Joe wants me to train a newbie"

"really, who?" Matthew asked.

"why can't he do it?"

"i don't know and i offered. he said he'd pay me double if i did" Samantha shrugged glancing at both of her friends.

"damn, he must really hate interacting with his employees" Matthew said.

"he's just not really good with new people. i've been working for him for the past four years and he's still kind of awkward" Samantha said earning a nod from Nia.

"he's cute though" she commented.

"honestly? i'm gay and all but if i weren't, he'd be my turning point" Samantha agreed.

Matthew shook his head immediately. "yeah, i'm out." he said and parted ways from the two giggling girls.

Bad bunny's voice was filling the room from Samanthas television, she was laying stomach down on her bed with her feet in the air behind her. her phone was in her hand as she texted Jade. she was dressed in pajamas, her hair wet from the shower she had just taken. after school she had gone to work where she trained the new girl who resulted to be Ginny. it was awkward to say the least. Samantha was used to making conversation easily with people, almost everyone she met always went from feeling awkward to comfortable in a matter of seconds. that didn't seem to be the case with Ginny.

technically she knew she was slightly at fault, she still had the whole Georgia thing lingering in the back of her head making it extremely difficult for her to talk to Ginny without her wanting to ask about her mom. it was horrible. even then Ginny didn't help much either, she was extremely awkward and Samantha wasn't sure if that's how she was with everyone or just around her. regardless she tried to make it work, she showed Ginny the basic things and anything else Joe had instructed her to do. although things took a weird turn when Marcus came in, Ginny was hostile and cold and even though Marcus was his usual self - trying to get a reaction out of the girl Samantha still saw something weird between them. she wasn't entirely sure what it meant but she did know that she did not want to be informed or a part of it.

after work Samantha had gone to the gym with the twins and Matthew, they spent almost three hours - they did more laughing and talking then actually getting anything done but it was a good distraction.

when she got home she saw Maxine doing laundry, a sight she never thought she'd see to which Ellen explained that it was her way of trying to earn the right to go to sophomore sleepover. smart.

a loud ding got Samanthas attention, she exited out of tiktok and went to the message chain between Nia, Matthew and her.

Sams wingwoMan

Matty

wyd

Sammy

watching videos on how to hide a body

Nia<3

omg, i love that. can i be included?

Sammy

sure, better watch out Matty poo

Matty

okay gross never call me that again.

Matty

and why am i always the victim?

Nia<3

cus u make urself a victim LMAO

Matty

wtv

Matty

what's up with the booze sitch?

Sammy

im gonna pick it up tm, have to get some cash

Nia<3

ur parents still check ur bank statements?

Sammy

unfortunately. at least i'm trusted though:)

Nia<3

ig, are we taking my car, or..?

Sammy

idk, i think i have to take Maxine

and her friends tm

Matty

lmao that's ass

Nia<3

wait, why? don't we have to help set up?

Sammy

nah, my mom said they'd handle it

Sammy

plus i'd rather endure that then have to set up

Nia<3

true

Matty

what are you gonna buy?

Sammy

i was thinking just vodka tbh

Matty

smart

Nia<3

can u pick up rillos?

Sammy

for there? isn't that like a horrible idea?

Nia<3

we could open a window?

Matty

or i can just buy a pen

Nia<3

they always give me a bad high

Matty

sucks for u ig

Sammy

idk. maybe. im not smoking though

Matty

why? u wanna keep tabs on bootylicious?

Sammy

ew wtf, we are not calling her that

Nia<3

better then hot milf neighbor

Sammy

or we can just call her Georgia?

Matty

nah, bootylicious is catchy

Sammy

i hate u

Matty

omg i love u more

Sammy

ha, like you'd ever hear those words from someone

Matty

damn, why u gotta do me like that

Sammy

i like watching u suffer<3

Matty

awe u added a heart🤭

Sammy

gross gtfo and never use that emoji again

Sammy had removed Matty from the chat

Nia<3

LMAO

Nia<3 has added Matty to the chat

Matty

wtf u are so hateful

Sammy

yeah yeah, anyway. what should i wear?

Matty

dressing to impress bootylicious?

Nia<3

idk i might wear pajama pants and like

a crop top or something

Sammy

okay same then

Sammy

and no

Matty

u sure?

Sammy

wtv

Matty

i knew ittt, don't worry, she's prob

already in love with u

Sammy

i wish

Sammy

gn dont text me anymore

the girl felt her phone vibrate three more times but she didn't go back into the text chain anymore and instead stood from her bed and walked out of the room. she took her time walking to her sisters room, when she was met with her closed door she knocked twice. a second later she heard a 'what' causing her to open the door to reveal her sister laying on her bed whilst holding her phone up in the air.

"mom said i'm taking you and your friends to school tomorrow" she said and walked inside the room, she closed the door behind her and then threw her body onto the bed and beside her sister.

"it's mang" Maxine said making Samantha snort out a laugh.

"no. it's not"

Max rolled her eyes, "yeah, i guess. your friends won't fit tough"

"Matthew is taking his car" she explained to her sister who nodded and went back to her phone. Samantha moved her body closer to the brunette to see what she was doing, Max didn't seem to care as she kept her phone on the screen with the group chat between her and the other three girls.

"oh wait," Max said turning her head again to look at Samantha. "can you get us alcohol?" she asked bluntly making Samantha laugh.

"seriously?"

"what? you know we're just gonna get it either way" Max shrugged.

Samantha looked at her sister, thinking over her options. she had a point, if she didn't get the alcohol then Brody or Press would. she rolled her eyes, "fine. i expect the cash on my nightstand tomorrow morning though" she said and Max smiled brightly.

"yay, okay" she said happily and went back to her phone.

Samantha chuckled silently and shook her head.

Taylor swift played on through the speakers of the car as the four girls practically screamed along to the lyrics. it was Saturday evening, meaning they were on their way to sophomore sleepover. Samantha spent most of her morning helping her mom set up some things for it before she went to go pick up the things her sister and Nia wanted from the gas station. the girl sighed softly and continued to drive, she now remembered why she stopped driving 'man' around during the summer. they were so loud and don't even get her started on their need to gossip about every single person they knew.

she had never let Max take over the radio - the two didn't exactly have the same taste in music but four girls against one wasnt exactly ideal and they ended up annoying her into saying yes. by the second song she was beyond annoyed. when they finally pulled inside the school parking lot a breath of relief left the girls lips and she reached to the radio to turn it down. all girls groaned in annoyance but didn't say anything knowing the screaming and loud music wasn't helping the older girl park correctly.

the door slammed behind her followed by the other three and the four girls walked into the school happily. Samantha sighed looking at the sky, fucking hell now she was regretting having accepted to chaperone in the first place. dealing with four teens gave her a headache now having to deal with over a hundred more? yeah, she'd need some alcohol for the night.

the girl had her tote bag hanging from her right shoulder as she followed the girls into the school, she didn't stop to chat with her mom like the others did and instead walked straight inside the school in search for her friends. they had texted her as soon as they got there, saying Ellen put them on gym duty meaning it wasn't hard for her to find them. brown eyes searched the room then they landed on Matthew and Nia who were standing at the popcorn station whilst talking to each other with smiles on their faces.

Samantha's lips quirked up at the sight. she'd never tell either of them so but she always thought theyd be a cute couple. she had seen first hand how Matthew always seemed to have a soft spot for Nia, whether that meant he'd pitch in for gas when no one else did, the way he'd walk her to class whenever Samantha wouldn't, how he'd make sure to take his time when rolling her blunt or the way he'd make sure to always buy her favorite candy when they'd go to the gas station. she just knew that Nia would never see that, not that she blamed her, it didn't matter how sweet Matthew was with them, he'd always just the the typical jock who slept around and then ditched them as soon as he'd find someone hotter or more attention grabbing.

"what's up losers" she said once she was near them causing them both to look away from each other and at her instead.

"thank god your here, i was getting tired of him" Nia said practically squealing as she brought her friend into a tight hug. Samantha laughed throwing her head back as she hugged her friend back.

"youre so dramatic" she shook her head, "and im pretty sure you made Matthew cry" she said pulling away from the girl so she could see the boy who was looking at them with a dramatic frown.

"i always feel like im the third wheel between you two" he commented with an eye roll.

Samantha chuckled and walked up to him to pat his back in support, "that's because you are. Nia and i are married, im not sure why you're here"

Matthew rolled is eyes, "yeah yeah, whatever. did you get the stuff?" he asked looking at her bag. she nodded.

"yeah, i had to buy shit for Maxine too so remind me to give it to her" she sighed out in annoyance.

Matthew chuckled, "why?"

"because i know that if i didn't she would just be bugging me all night about how i get you guys stuff but never her" she said.

"you coddle her too much" Nia said.

"i coddle everyone too much so i don't wanna hear it" she said holding her pointer finger up to point at each of them. Matthew held his hands up in surrender whilst Nia simply rolled her eyes with a chuckle. she had a point and arguing would just be a waste breath.

the three soon stood behind the popcorn stand, occasionally having to give some to students. Samantha watched as her sister and friends danced from afar. she swallowed dryly as the red head began to dance against her sister playfully - she knew by now that both Nora and her liked to kiss or dance on one another for 'fun' which in her opinion was stupid and insensitive in a way. especially when she heard about how they'd sometimes kiss at parties to get guys attention.

a low whistle made the girl look away from her sister and at the source of it, "what?" she asked confused.

Matthew smirked his eyes trained on someone in the room, "bootylicious is looking oh so delicious" he said in a slight sing song voice causing Samanthas nose to scrunch and her hand to fly down on his shoulder harshly.

"watch your mouth" she warned. Matthew groaned loudly and held the freshly hit spot.

"ouch" he said loudly, "you have jealousy problems" he followed up in a slight murmur as he shook his head.

Nia laughed, "don't hit me but he's kind of right, she's looking as milf as ever" she said looking at the blonde in a slightly dreamily manner.

Samantha rolled her eyes at both of them. "i hate both of you"

"oh, come on. just admit she looks hot" Matthew said bumping her shoulder softly. she didn't respond, just looked at the blonde in question. she did look hot, of course she did, when did she not? every time she saw her she'd be wearing a different outfit and looking like the prettiest girl Samantha had ever seen. god she was getting far too sappy for her liking.

"yeah, she looks hot or whatever" Samantha rushed out and pried her eyes away from the blonde, afraid if she looked any longer the blonde would catch her in the act.

"told you so" Matthew responded.

the raven haired girl didn't say anything in response, simply went back to watching her sister and her friends but the group had seemingly left.

"go talk to her" Nia said grabbing onto her best friends arm. Samantha let out a sarcastic chuckle and shook her head.

"absolutely not"

"why not?" Matthew asked.

"what would i even say?"

"that you want to kiss her again" he said raising his eyebrows suggestively. she rolled her eyes once more, trying her damn hardest to not punch him again.

"i don't" she snapped.

Matthew and Nia glanced at each other, an uncontrollable smile overtaking their features before they bursted out laughing at the same time. Samantha looked at them both confused then it sunk in.

she groaned, "you guys are so fucking annoying. i should've never told you anything" she said with an eye roll.

the two quickly settled down knowing if they dragged it out any longer they would get the attention of the topic of their conversation.

"okay, okay." Nia said putting her arm around her friends waist, "why don't you just talk to her? just to clear the air. Ginny and Max are like besties now and don't even get me started on your mom so it's not like you can just avoid her like the rest of your one night stands" she said.

she had a point, yes, but that didn't change the fact that being rejected sounded a lot worse than simply having to endure a couple awkward encounters a couple days a week.

she shrugged, "i don't know. maybe" she said laying her head on the girls shoulder. Nia smiled at her friend and pulled her in closer.

the three ended up serving popcorn for another hour before Ellen told them they could take a break and look in the classrooms to make sure no one was doing any drugs. Samantha knew Ellen had assigned that to them and not another actual adult because shed rather turn a blind eyes than have to deal with what came after. Ellen knew for a fact her daughter would look for a couple of minutes before giving up and just hanging out in an empty classroom instead.

and that was exactly what happened. Matthew was sitting on a yoga ball that one of their math teachers had in the room, Nia was sitting on one of the desks and Samantha was sitting on the teachers chair. by now she had given Brody the alcohol, not entirely sure where 'mang' was and not interested enough to go look for them.

"i need to get high" Nia sighed out dramatically.

"same" Matthew nodded.

Samantha smirked, "it's a good thing i brought some weed then" she said and held up the small baggy that held three blunts already rolled and ready for them to smoke. as soon as their eyes landed on it, the two teens eyes lit up.

"oh my god, i love you" Nia practically moaned as she reached over the desk and grabbed the bag from Samantha's hand. the raven haired girl smiled in amusement and watched as Matthew and Nia opened the bag and took the three blunts out.

"want one?" Nia asked holding the third one up with her free hand. Samantha shook her head.

"nah, im just gonna drink for now" she said earning a nod from the curly haired girl.

"liquid courage?" Matthew asked with a slight smirk.

Samantha rolled her eyes at him, "im gonna have to update my mother in an hour or so and id rather her not see me high off my ass"

"doesn't that work if your drunk too?" Nia questioned.

"yeah but she's drinking too so i can just say the smell is just her. plus last time i got high at school i had a panic attack and thought i was going to die" she said earning laughs from both teens.

"oh my god, i remember that. you know Mrs Jones almost called an ambulance" Nia said still laughing.

Samantha rolled her eyes with a slight laugh, "whatever. it's not my fault your brother made me smoke two whole blunts"

"why would you say yes in the first place?" Matthew asked with furrowed brows.

"i don't know!" Samantha exclaimed with a laugh.

Nia chuckled at her friend before bringing the blunt up to her lips, once it was securely held she looked at Samantha with her hand in front of her. when Samantha looked at her confused she sighed and took the blunt away from her lips so she could talk.

"lighter?" she said and motioned her hand so that she'd hurry. the raven haired girl groaned loudly and threw her head back against the chair.

"fuck"

"what?" Matthew asked.

"i forgot the fucking lighter" she groaned loudly pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration.

Matthew laughed, "how the fuck do you forget a lighter dude?"

"i don't know" Samantha shrugged exasperated. "Maxine and her stupid friends were being obnoxious the whole ride here and i just wanted to get out of there. i must've left it in the cup holder" she sighed.

"can you get it?" Nia asked earning a head shake from her friend.

"my mom won't let me out without asking a shit load of questions that i don't have the answer to"

"great" Nia said lowly.

the raven haired girl thought about what she could do. if she did go out to her car then she'd have to deal with a bunch of questions from her mom but if she didn't she'd have her friends grumbling about it for the rest of the night. she was the only one from the three that preferred to get drunk rather than get high but that had to do with her anxiety more than anything else. she couldn't think of anything else, maybe Marcus had one but that wasn't likely considering he didn't even want to go to the thing in the first place and him carrying weed with him sounded like something he'd do but also not something she'd ever want him to know that she also did.

nothing else came to mind except maybe, "i got it" she said suddenly jumping up from the seat. "the principles office" she said.

both Matthew and Nia looked at her as confused as ever, "what?"

"come on, there has to be a confiscated lighter somewhere in there" she elaborated and a look of realization flashed through both their eyes.

"damn you're kind of a genius" Matthew said.

"genius - desperate, same thing, right?" she shrugged. the girl quickly fixed herself up and went to the door. "i'll be right back" she said.

"want us to go with you?" Nia asked.

"and lose our spot? no thanks" Samantha shook her head and left the classroom without another word.

Samantha walked down the mostly empty hallways occasionally lecturing a teen or two about being too close. she was a chaperone and had to make her doing the job at least a little bit believable. the girl had on a pink crop top that exposed most of her chest and stomach, she was going to wear pajama pants like Nia but decided not to when she realized 'mang' had the same idea. instead the two best friends wore black cargo pants and matching pink jordan 1's. even Matthew was matching with his shoes.

a low hum rumbled from the girls throat as she approached the principles office. it was dark and as she opened the door she expected the office be empty but instead she was met with the one person she had been trying to avoid the whole. what was Georgia doing there? she couldn't think of any reason.. oh shit.

the blonde turned around quickly but not quick enough because Samantha had seen her pocketing a couple twenties from the cash box. Samantha's eyebrows furrowed as she approached the woman. was she seeing correctly or was she just imagining this?

a thousand different thoughts were running through her head as the sight. Georgia Miller was stealing? why? didn't she have a job at the mayors office and aside from that lived in a huge ass house? she had even heard from her mom at one point that she had been married to a rich man but he had died and Samantha wasn't dumb, she knew that meant she'd most likely received most of his inheritance.

"sorry," Samantha finally mumbled snapping her eyes away from the box and to the blonde. "im gonna go" she said and began to turn around but that damn voice stopped her before she could get far.

"shouldn't i be the one avoiding you?" the woman said with a light chuckle. she was nervous. Samantha could tell by the way her voice broke slightly at the end of her sentence. that also means her making conversation now was just so she made sure Samantha hadn't seen anything which essentially she had. she knew that means Georgia would try to come up with some excuse - one that she didn't need.

"i won't tell anyone" Samantha said, completely ignoring the woman's statement. Georgias smile faltered for a second before it went be to normal, she chuckled softly.

"what do you mean?" she asked still trying to convey confusion and amusement at the same time.

Samantha sighed, "i didn't see anything" she said motioning the blondes hand that was still in her back pocket. "Nia is in charge of the funding, i'll just make it seem like less people came then what we had counted, i don't know" she shrugged hoping that would make the blonde stop worrying as much as she was in that moment.

Georgias amusement fell from her face and was replaced by confusion, "why?" she asked her country accent bleeding through strongly.

Samantha shrugged, "i don't know, why you need that is none of my business but it must be pretty big for you to be doing this" she said.

the blonde shook her head, "but-"

"it's cool" Samantha cut her off. "seriously, Georgia. do you know how much funding we get from the state every year? we seriously don't need any more money at this school, have you seen the budget our drama class has? it's more than most people's monthly salaries" she said making the blonde chuckle softly.

a thick silence fell over them and Samantha could tell Georgia was processing everything. she didn't need to know why, she was curious, sure, like any other person would be but she didn't need to know why she felt compelled to take the money. it wasn't any of her business.

"but why?" she blonde repeated with furrowed brows, still not able to understand why the teen would do this just to protect her.

Samantha chuckled softly, "i don't know" she shrugged, "but what i do know is that im privileged and i've never had to grow up worrying about money which is not something a lot of other people can say. this money won't be missed, not here so just take it" she said firmly.

a dozen different emotions flashed through Georgias eyes, confusion.. amusement.. amongst other things until finally realization. the raven haired girl was trying her best to reassure the blonde, even smiling softly to show how genuine she was being about keeping it a secret. she expected a lot of different reactions, maybe a thank you, not to tell anyone what they just talked about or maybe even anger but what she didn't expect - not in a million fucking years was for the blonde to push herself off from the desk and pull her into a kiss.

if she had paid attention closely enough she would've seen the way Georgias eyes would glance down at her lips as she talked or the way she'd looked at her with pure and utter need when she finished talking. if she had paid enough attention she would've have been surprised when she felt a pair of soft lips on hers.

Samantha gasped softly in surprise, she felt one of Georgias hands circle her waist whilst the other gripped onto her jaw softly. her shock passed as soon as it came, not wanting to miss this when she had been craving it since the last kiss they had shared. instead she brought her own hands up to the woman's arms where she gripped for support.

wet lips clashed against against on another, teeth hitting from the neediness of the kiss and their tongues gliding against another roughly. Samantha was beginning to feel light headed, her hands only gripped the woman's arms tighter. in a swift motion the blonde had turned them around so that Samantha was being pressed onto the principles desk. she whimpered softly at the rough contact against her buttocks but continued to move her lips roughly against the blondes.

the raven haired girl trailed her right hand up until she was met with the back of the blondes neck where she gripped it softly. Georgia smiled into the kiss causing their teeth to clash and the kiss to stop. she was breathing a bit unevenly, a lot better than Samantha was though. the shorter girls chest was heaving and she was trying her best to breathe in and out lowly so that the blonde couldn't hear how much the kiss had affected her.

"why'd you come here in the first place?" she asked lowly, her face still extremely close to the hispanic girl. Samantha glanced down at Georgias lips wanting nothing more than to feel them on her own once more.

"wanted a lighter" she responded making the blonde chuckle softly.

"you thought you'd find that here?" she asked with a raised brow. Samantha shrugged.

"hoped so"

the blonde hummed then leaned back in for another kiss erasing any thoughts that had formed in Samanthas head. she kissed back just as hurriedly and she felt the blonde push her hips up so that she would sit on the desk. the raven haired girl complied, even opened her legs to feel the blonde closer to her. Georgia took a step closer and grabbed one of the girls legs to wrap it around her waist, her mouth still moving hotly against the girls. Samantha could only think about how she'd probably have a bruise after from now hard she was being kissed. not that she was complaining.

that thought exited her brain almost a second later as the door opening earned girls attention. Samantha quickly shoved Georgia off and ducked down under the desk before anyone could see her. the blonde looked at the person who walked in and then glanced at Samantha slyly who was shaking her head rapidly.

Georgia took a step back, "Max?" she asked confused, the sight of the twin with teary eyes grabbing her attention.

Samantha's eyes widened and she cursed silently, of course wit had to be Max. it couldn't have been a completely random person. the girl looked up at Georgia who was trying her hardest not to bring the brunettes attention to her sister who was currently ducked down and hidden in the principals office because they had just made out.

"oh.." Samantha heard Max say lowly. "im sorry, i didn't mean to-" at her tone Samanthas brows furrowed in worry. she sounded like she had been crying. why the hell was she crying? god, if she and Georgia hadn't been in such a compromising position she would've already jumped up and out of her spot to demand answers.

"oh, honey" Georgia said softly and walked up to Max to pull her into a hug. "what happened?" she asked genuinely worried.

"i kissed a girl and .. she didn't like it" Max answered her voice breaking at the end of her sentence.

"oh" Georgia said lowly. she pulled away quickly after, "come on. come on." she said and helped the girl walk to the door. before the blonde could fully leave she glanced back at Samantha who was peaking through door way, she shot her a thumbs up before leaving her alone.

a breath of relief tumbled out of the girl as she leaned back against the desk. fuck. she'd deal with Maxine later but at the moment she had to find a lighter and go to her friends before they killed her.

when morning came and everyone was leaving the school Samantha was walking along with her friends. after her little run in with Georgia she went back to the classroom to her two friends that were a little buzzed. they smoke the three blunts between the two whilst Samantha paced herself feeling the need to be sober in case the two did something stupid. thankfully she did since her mom asked her to help make sure no one was fucking up the classrooms during the middle of the night.

Nia and Matthew both groaned at the light, the two were mixed between still drunk and hung over. they were both wearing sunglasses to shield themselves from the light whilst complaining every once in a while which would earn a lot of confused eyes. Samantha just laughed with a head shake as she led them to where Joe and Georgia were handing out burritos.

she had yet to tell them about the kiss, first they were both too drunk and then too high and now they were far too annoyed and would probably just end up over reacting and getting more attention than they already had. "hey" Joe smiled at the girl who smiled back. she knew Joe would never admit it but she always thought she was his favorite, not only had she been working with him since freshman year but she was also the kind of employee that he could joke around with and yet still wouldn't act as if they were friends outside of work or ask personal question during work hours

"hey, can i get two extra for the celebrities in the back?" she asked pointing at Matthew and Nia who were shielding themselves from the noise and the sun. he chuckled.

"sure" he said giving her two extras. she had tried her best to avoid Georgias eye but she could feel the blonde staring and it was impossible for her to not acknowledge her. Samantha turned to the blonde and shot her a small smile.

she didn't get the chance to see the way the blondes smile widened as she walked away to her friends and handed them each a burrito to which they immediately started praising her.

[pjsk-writin]

Hi Amia!

first of all I really love your writings, I just read them whenever I'm sad they make me feel so much better 🥺💜

So that's why, can I request the boys that have an s/o who's prone to headaches

Ever since I had an accident last year I had more headaches than before and I would love some comfort

thank youuu 💜

hihi!! and aww I'm super happy to hear it !! and OUGH reader just like me fr.. hope u like this !! <3

♡ HEADACHES - Akito Shinonome, Toya Aoyagi, Tsukasa Tenma and Rui Kamishiro x Reader

Akito:

Akito is...weirdly perceptive when it comes to headaches-

He spends a majority of his time in loud, booming live houses, so he's had his fair share of headaches

As a result, he usually carries around some kind of medicine to help out with headaches, which he's more than willing to share with you!

He notices the signs whenever you're having a headache, and tries his best to take you to a quiet, dark area to calm the headache down a bit

This is one of the times you'll see his really caring side, which can be weird especially earlier on in the relationship. He would just wave off your confusion with a flushed face <3

Toya:

Toya is also pretty familiar with headaches considering what he does

Going from classical to street music is a massive change in terms of volume, so his headaches used to be bad

He picks up the habit of carrying headache medicine from Akito, and makes sure to carry around a bottle of water at all times. He will offer both to you in a heartbeat.

He gets overly worried whenever you do get a headache though, dragging you off to a quieter area to check you over and make sure you're alright

It's kinda cute to see his face scrunched up in worry as he gently massages your shoulders, hoping that relaxing will help your headaches <3

Tsukasa:

Tsukasa is...Tsukasa. Arguably the worst person on this list to be around with constant headaches-

He's loud as is, and he works in a theme park. He's practically immune to the majority of headaches

Of course, when you tell him about your headaches, he tries to help you out to the best of his abilities! He asks Toya and Saki for tips they have for headaches-

There are multiple times where he's loudly exclaiming and rambling, but the moment he catches even the slightest wince from you, he stops immediately

He'll drop his voice to a whisper, asking in a soft voice if there's anything he can do. It's really sweet in all honesty! <3

Rui:

Rui is Rui, but he isn't exactly as bad as Tsukasa is!-

He works with a lot of loud machinery, so all of the headaches he usually had when he was younger just kind of...faded the more he was in his workshop

It's easy for him to just keep you out of his workshop, paying attention to anything else that could make your headaches worse instead

He's really tempted to make something that'll help your headaches but keeping a drone constantly by your head could make them worse-

So, he settles for helping you out in any way he can. He can use his drones to carry your headache help bag! <3

[the-sky-queen]

You have my full attention

KAY BUCKLE UP. INFO DUMP TIME LET'S GOOOOOO!!!

We'll go in the order that I listed the spinoffs, even if that isn't the order we came up with them. (Spectrophobia was probably the first one I think.)

Dementophobia is the fear of going insane and it's the Psychonauts one. I hadn't heard of Psychonauts before this, so I'm still working my way towards watching the game cutscenes. I think I'm in the middle of Psychonauts 2 right now and then I'll be all caught up. If you're unaware, Psychonauts is a videogame where this kid named Raz has psychic powers and wants to become a Psychonaut, who are basically spies I think and also use their mind powers to help people get therapy.

So during Dementophobia, Niko accidentally comes into contact with the Warp Topaz (a common theme you'll see in a lot of these) and gets sent to the world of Psychonauts. He comes into contact with Raz who figures out something's up and decides to help him out. Raz goes into Niko's mind and very quickly realizes something is VERY WRONG HERE. (Also, Lily and I along with Lily's more Psychonauts knowledgeable friends have done a TON of worldbuilding around Niko's mind world and what happens there. It's so in depth and interesting and I LOVE IT SO MUCH) Anyway, Raz realizes that he's gonna need some backup here because Niko's mind is unlike pretty much anything he's ever seen before. It's that messed up. He takes Niko to his Psychonauts friends for help and that's when things really get going. Also Maple shows up at some point.

I could go on and on about what we have planned for Niko's mind world, but that might be a bit too spoiler-y. BUT TRUST ME WHEN I SAY IT'S SUPER COOL. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

Alright, next up is Phobophobia which in all honesty is a silly joke AU that is really just here to have fun with. Here's what's up: Starline and Maple are married. Niko is their actual child. (Also Surge and Kit show up at some point, also being Starline's kids)

It sounds CRAZY (and it is) but it's really fun!! Niko's like 7 I think and there's not really a set plot to this one. It's just a collection of scenarios that this wacky family gets into. Also, there's like a subplot where Starline learns to be more caring and gets closer to Niko and it's kinda cute. This one got started before the Trauma Siblings became a thing, so they're not included, and I'm still wondering if I should put them in. That would put Starline and Maple at SIX kids though and I don't know if their marriage can handle that. XD

(ALSO EGGMAN AND STARLINE ARE CO-WORKERS AND EGGMAN'S DAUGHTERS ARE 6 YEAR OLD SAGE AND BELLE.)

Next up is Decidiophobia, Fear of Decision making. This is the Stanley Parable crossover, another game that I hadn't heard of before this, but I'm now OBSESSED WITH. Quick rundown of The Stanley Parable: You play as Stanley, an ordinary guy with a job pressing buttons on a keyboard all day. Then one day, his co-workers all go missing and he sets out to try to find them and figure out what's up. The entire game is narrated by the Narrator, who even narrates your actions! However, what he says you're going to do isn't set in stone and you can go against what he says whenever you want. All this leads to different paths and storylines you can take, causing multiple different endings. After each one, the game resets and you start all over again.

SO HERE'S THE THING ABOUT THIS ONE. Instead of doing another dimensional yeet via the warp topaz, we decided that The Stanley Parable exists within the regular Sonic universe. How? Uhhh, I probably can't explain that because of spoilers, but let's just say . . .

The Narrator is vaguely connected to the Time Eater and also the Phantom Ruby is here. And GUN got involved too.

So Niko shows up in side The Parable™ and confuses the Narrator, because he's not Stanley. The Narrator tries to continue on as normal, but after a particularly disastrous ending, he realizes that Niko is AN ACTUAL CHILD and resolves to help him escape The Parable™. :D

Next: Autophobia, Fear of being Alone, otherwise known as the Miraculous Ladybug one. You know the drill by now. Warp Topaz, dimensional yeet, and it's all fun and games until Hawkmoth gets to Niko literally IMMEDIATELY. (Not gonna explain Miraculous because it's a lot. If you don't know about it already, just go watch the show.) So Niko gets akumatized into THE MOST TERRIFYING AND OVERPOWERED AKUMA IN EXISTENCE, OTHERWISE KNOWN AS LITTLE ANGEL. He can make people fall (platonically) in love with him just by looking at him and it even works across BROADCAST. So like. Anyone who comes into contact with him is instantly obsessed with him. There's a bit more too it, but that's probably spoilers. :P

Anyway, Ladybug is compromised pretty much INSTANTLY. And shortly afterwards, the entire school falls to Little Angel's spell. Due to spoiler reasons, Chat Noir, Chloe, and Kagami, manage to escape his influence and start trying to find a way to fight back. (Oh also Little Angel is not a hedgehog, but he was turned into a small human child with animal ears, a halo, and wings. Yeah, he's called Angel for a reason.)

This is the only crossover we have where Niko very much does NOT get therapy. He's usually better off by the end of one of the crossovers but NOT THIS ONE. In fact, he actually gets WORSE because of this one. :D

AND FINALLY WE HAVE SPECTROPHOBIA, Fear of mirrors/your reflection. AKA THE ONE I ACTUALLY CAME UP WITH BY MYSELF. XD This one is interesting because SONIC shows up. Like, regular Sonic, untainted by Starline's influence, shows up in the facility. How? Let's just say that the 900th Adventure special didn't quite go as planned. >:) So he's able to find Starline and Niko in the facility right in the middle of a session. Sonic's like 'nah this is stopping right now,' rescues Niko, and escapes the facility! It's not as easy as it seems though because Niko freaks out as soon as he realizes Sonic's here and he took him away from Starline. I REALLY WANNA START POSTING THIS ONE. I PROBABLY COULD BUT I'VE BEEN PUTTING IT OFF. Also the Warp Topaz shenanigans are fun in this one and I've got an art I need to finish for it that no one but Lily will understand but will come up later on in the story. >:)

Kay, that's all the ones I mentioned in that post, but there's a few more. I won't talk about them though, because most of them are more Lily's expertise.

But aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa can you tell why I'm going insane now?

[malice-ov-mercy]

Dreaming of You

Pairing: Nick Folio x Reader

Content warnings: 18!+, wet dream, smut, oral (reader and male receiving), handjob/fingering (unsure how to tag the touching tbh so I’m tagging both) , unprotected sex

A/N: I tried my damnedest to keep this as gender neutral as possible. If there’s a slip up I didn’t catch, I sincerely apologize. Not sure how well I did with matching themes and vibes from the song either. In all honesty this kinda got away from me tbh.

This was a request from @foliosriot

i am in desperate need of a folio fic based on fire up the night by new medicine.

Song can be found here

Tag list: @circle-with-me

If you would like to be added, please let me know for who! If you tell me everyone/everything, just know that ALSO includes anything I may write for Will Ramos.

Word count: 1k

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“I’ve had dreams about this, you know.”

Nick’s breath was against their neck; his mouth pressed to their delicate soft skin, leaving wet bites and trails of saliva. He grabbed at their shirt and helped them take it off, tossing it somewhere in the living room. Their mouths met in a searing hot, lust filled kiss. Nick fumbled with his belt buckle while they struggled with their own bottoms. It would have been much easier if they weren’t lip locked—and not walking backwards towards their room—but neither of them wanted to part. Nick was first to remove his pants and they followed shortly after.

“Fuck,” they swore under their breath, Nick’s hands instantly on them and touching them where they need most.

Their feet stumbled at a particularly tender and soft touch, causing both of them to topple over. Nick caught them as best he could. Their back was flush against the floor. They tried to get up, but Nick straddled their hips then grabbed their wrists, pinning them above their head. He licked their jaw, then their neck, then collar bone, then down their chest. When Nick got to their belly, he slowed down, savoring the way they whined and writhed.

“Nick, please.”

Nick threw his eyes up. “What is it sweetheart? What do you need?”

They wriggled their hips. Nick smirked against their skin.

“Oh, is someone needy?”

He reached a hand down to touch them, humming in response to their own moan.

“You sound so pretty, baby.”

Nick kissed the rest of his way down their body then replaced his hand with his mouth. He moaned, working and moving his tongue and mouth everywhere, desperate to taste them in every way. Their hands threaded in Nick’s hair. He let them use his face how they needed. Nick brought his hand back to help them along where his tongue couldn’t.

“Nick,” they whined, their going slack, “I’m so close.”

“Cum then.”

The words were almost a demand. He quickened his fingers and tongue, edging them closer and closer until they came with a loud cry. Their body jerked beneath him, their fingers twisting in his short locks. Nick lazily worked them through orgasm, not removing his hand or mouth until their breathing evened. The second they caught their breath, Nick shoved his tongue down their throat, wanting them to taste what he did. They groaned into his mouth, their hands grabbed his face and pulled it closer.

The kiss didn’t last long as Nick was growing harder by the second. His cock was starting to ache. He broke their filthy kiss and pulled them to him by their face. His fingers slipped in their hot, wet mouth.

“Suck.”

Nick demanded. They did without hesitation. Their eyes glued to Nick’s as they swirled and spread their tongue around his digits. Nick thrust them in and out a few times before grabbing their jaw with his spit covered fingers and brought their face to his dick.

They wasted no time closing their mouth around him. Nick’s eyes fluttered shut. His hand rested under their chin as they bobbed up and down. He forced himself further down their throat, making them gag and choke. He held them for a moment, basking in the sound of them struggling to take him in their mouth. Nick backed off to give them air before roughly shoving the rest of his cock in their mouth and throat again. He leaned his head back, pure ecstasy surging through him.

“I don’t want to make that filthy mouth any dirtier.” He grunted, pulling them off. Drool spilled from their lips.

He pushed them back to the floor and stroked himself, spreading his fingers over and around his shaft to coat them in their saliva. Nick pressed his fingers to their entrance and slipped them inside. He gave them time to adjust before moving. He didn’t plan to do this long. He was eager to get his dick in them. Nick pumped his fingers a few more times before pulling them out. He chuckled at the whine they made.

“I can’t wait to fuck you.” Nick husked in their ear.

He grasped his spit slicked dick and lined it up with their hole. He teased them briefly, circling his tip around and barely applying enough pressure to slide inside.

“Stop teasing me, Nick.” They pouted.

“You’re so cute when you whine.”

Nick couldn’t deny them—or himself—anymore. He slowly slid his cock in them, hissing as they clenched and pulsed around him. They let out a high pitched mewl when he bottomed out, their arms and legs tangling around his waist and back, clinging on to him for dear life. Nick gave himself time to enjoy the pleasure rippling through his own body before he started moving.

His first thrust was slow, simply allowing them both to relish in the feeling of one another. The second was much the same. Third had more force, drawing a moan from them. The fifth is where he started building his pace, finally deciding this wasn’t going to be a passionate love making.

Nick lost count—not that he was intentionally keeping count— by the time he started pounding into them mercilessly. He was all heavy low grunts while they were breathlessly squeaking.

“God, you feel so good,” Nick growled.

A familiar pressure started bubbling in his gut. He reached down and started touching them, hoping they were close too. He didn’t want cum before them. Their moans picked up and their body started to tense. Nick’s thrusts became more frantic and jaded.

“Where—“ he choked out.

“Inside.”

The words fell from their with a groan as they came again. Nick followed immediately after, spilling his seed deep inside of them. A low rumble emanated from his chest as he pulsed and throbbed. He all but collapsed on top of them when he was finally finished, completely exhausted and sore.

Nick closed his eyes for a moment….

And when Nick opened his eyes, they were gone. There was no one else in his room but him. He blinked and looked around the quiet empty space dazed and confused. He reached for his phone to check the time. It was a quarter after two AM. Rubbing his face, he groaned and sat up. Nick hissed, feeling something wet and sticky in his shorts.

“You gotta be kidding me,” he grumbled, swinging his legs out of bed.

He pulled his shorts away from his semi hard dick and walked to the bathroom to clean himself up.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Groomzilla | Yandere Vil Schoenheit x Fem Reader

Oftentimes growing up you were lovingly called a control freak and in all honesty you probably were. That feature did seem to null a bit when you were brought to Twisted Wonderland and any kind of control you had was absolutely taken away from you as you tried to make due with your situation. 

Through all the chaos you met the love of your life: Vil Schoenheit. The first time you met him he was just a pretty face under a hood in an unfamiliar place. Now ten years later from your unexpected arrival at Night Raven you two are tying the knot. Having maintained close relationships with the friends you made at the college, Vil was always present. Even when you eventually made the decision to leave Ramshackle full-well knowing you may never return home he was there. When you were just starting to look for work for a non-magical person, he was there. And when you finally were settled he still stuck around practically screaming at you to go ahead and date him. From there it was history. 

“NO!!! YOU IDIOTS!!!! BABIES' BREATH WILL KILL US DO YOU WANT TO BE A MURDERER!”

“But it only causes slight irritation to the ski-”

“ARE YOU HEARING YOURSELF!?!?!?! YOU ABSOLUTE IMBECILE.”

You quietly sipped your tea as your supermodel fiance yelled at the wedding florists. This was the sixth time he had instigated a onesided screaming match synonymous with those bridezilla freak-outs you used to watch. Before you came to this world you were sure if you should ever be married you would be the bridezilla. Not in this case. 

“I’LL WIPE YOUR FACE OFF THE ENDS OF THIS WORLD! NOT EVEN, I’LL WIPE YOUR NAME FROM EXISTENCE–!”

Yeah, you need back up. 

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Thankfully most of the people you wanted on call were in positions to take at least a couple of times off work. 

“Rook it's so good to see you, again!” 

“Madame filou du Poison, same here!”

Exchanging the customary kisses you pulled away.

“What's with the nickname change?”

“Naturally you’ve inherited the position as his queen of poisons.”

“Oh Rook.”

“You’re making me feel like chopped liver, dear.”

“Da-Crewel!!” 

Hugging him tight recognnizing his cologne and puffy clothes. You were debating with yourself about who you wanted to walk you down the aisle and Crewel was a top runner. Next to Trein and Crowley. The former being someone who’s done this two times before and Crowley being a negligent lazy headmaster who did house you but you were still figuring it out. 

“I trust the showdog is treating you well?”

“Oh he’s perfectly fine to me…”

The two looked worriedly between each other before looking back at you. You sighed looking back to make sure your fiance was still chewing out the poor waiter.

“That's actually why I called you guys in…ah Vil’s great with design and just beauty in general but I think he’s a little stressed out so when he asks for certain things…well-”

*Crash* 

You heard the crying before you felt the waiter run past you and out the door. You turned to see the concerned faces of your help and decided to make your escape. 

“So I leave it to you guys. Oh and for reference I’m rooting for the (specific theme) theme, bye!” You walked past them making your quick escape as you watched your getaway car pull-up. 

“You still haven’t answered the question about who’s walking you down the aisle!” 

You waved to them speeding away as Vil closed in upon them.

“So this is my team. Ugh, you’ll have to do since she’s not here.”

“I’m sure I taught you better manners than that cur. Now behave!”

“Roi du Poison! You look especially cross, how about we talk over coffee.” 

“Coffee…coffee…that BRAINLESS IDIOT MESSED UP MY COFFEE!”

Oh boy aren’t we in for a treat? _____________________________________________________________

“I just had to get away. He's been so touchy since we’ve started actually planning–nope, not that one–I mean before I came here I was worried I’d be the bridezilla–yes, if it comes in a bigger size.”

“Humans like him just don’t–pearls yes or no, ok–handle the future well. Methinks you should really figure out if he’s really ready for this–Yes!!!”

You were dress shopping with your girlfriends and Lilia who oddly enough asked to be a part of it. He said something along the lines of having only sons that weren’t exactly going to settle anytime soon and you found that he was really good at picking dresses out. You took in his advice as you were dressed in one of your options. 

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“..Hey you in here?”

You knocked as you let yourself into the hotel suite Vil was staying in. Frantic and angry texts from your ‘backup’ team told you that he had another freak-out today, one that was leagues worse than what happened before. 

He was lounging in the master bedroom with a face mask and cucumbers on his eyelids. This wasn’t a face mask that he couldn’t speak with but you figured this is his payback for leaving him alone for today. You sat beside him on the bed 

“I know you didn’t like that I left you today..”

“...”

“..but I felt like maybe I was the one stressing you out.” 

You tried to search for a reaction but got nothing so you continued. 

“I just want to know if maybe this is too much for you…maybe we’re not really ready if the future is freaking you out this much…and I’m okay with it it's still early and I’m sure everyone will under-”

“Do you really think that’s why I’m angry?”

He was sitting up, cucumbers off and looking at you with cloudy eyes. You shrugged your shoulders, in turn earning an annoyed huff before he got up to clean his face in the bathroom. 

You followed him as you leaned on the doorway.

“If that’s not it, what is? It's just that you’ve been so out of character and you’ve been treating all the staff pretty horribly–”

“Did you really think I was just doing this because?” Practically scoffing while continuing his routine he looked at you through the mirror while leaning on the sink. “(Y/n) would you seriously believe I wouldn’t want our day to be perfect?! Like I would settle for nothing but perfection on this day?!’

“Well I–”

“And to believe you would want to cancel after all I’ve done to make sure our day is perfect! You think I’m scared of the future!?”

“Then what is the problem, Vil?! If it's not that, then what?! Why have you treated everyone so badly!?”

“Because they're ruining our wedding!? Don’t you want to have the perfect wedding day?!”

“But they're not trying to ruin it. Everyone has simply been trying to help and you’ve just been screaming at everyone like they're trying to kill us!” 

“Well. Maybe. They. Are.”

“...What are you talking about?” 

His face fell and he exhaled with a look of annoyance. Not with you, but with himself as he plopped onto the bed. You joined him, curling yourself onto the bed prepared for the story you knew would be coming.

“A little while back when I first decided I wanted to get a ring for you I was very very careful to not let paparazzi or really anyone know what I was doing there. I thought I had cleared everyone I would be dealing with but apparently someone was still…the first ring was laced with a poison that would have quickly killed you. On top of that there was a tracker in it.” 

You gawked at him before shaking it off. 

“How did you find out?”

Your fiance smirked as he flipped his tied up ponytail, “Rook calls me King of Poisons for a reason.” His tone shifted to the more serious one as he continued. 

“The second incident occurred just before we went to that resort. One of those spoiled potatoes leaked where preciesely you were living at the time. Granted I–ahem my team and I took care of the leak and I’ve been adament about us traveling lately in case anyone actually took them up on it. Now don’t worry I have someone watching your place its–”

He stopped as he felt the warmth and weight of you launching yourself into his arms squeezing him. He held you closer to himself as he felt your fists tighten around his robe. He could feel your lips move against the layer of silk and the vibration of your voice. 

“What did you say?”

You were still so quietly mumbling into his chest, “why did you go through that alone?” Vil immediately was overwhelmed with guilt; the concept was a vow you two had established. Thinking back to the time when he proposed and you then proposed to him getting on your knees as well. 

He promised you that he wouldn’t shoulder his responsibility alone anymore. 

He promised that the two of you would bring one another on every twist and turn that life threw at you two. 

A promise he broke letting himself go through the stress of keeping the both of you alive. You didn’t hold it against him, as you knew this was new for him. To have little to no clue as to what the next obstacle would be, especially when it was trying to kill you. You talked into the night falling asleep cuddled up next to him. 

“Next time let me know…okay?”

“I will. I will (Y/n)...”

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From that point on there was a difference. He was still incredibly intense to staff but he wasn’t sending everyone out crying. He was back to being his poise and proper self as he included you in his system of security. By the time you chose your dress you could recite the name and address of all the people working on your wedding. 

As the fated date grew closer and as Vil began to open up, a cruel reality was revealed to you. The employees or faces that do show up with incriminating backgrounds of course didn’t show up again but on your research you found they didn’t show up anywhere. Deleted social media pages, deleted comments, confidential obituaries were wiped off of the face of the known world. When you brought it up to Vil, he feigned ignorance not bothering to remember ‘the names of rotten potatoes.’ Saddled with a questionable theory you were debating if it was still right to say–

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“ I do!” 

“You may kiss the bride.” The crowd erupted in a series of whoops and hollers as your lips met with your husband. You decided that the worry would be for later and that for now you’d focus on just enjoying the day with the love of your life. The traditions commenced, cutting the cake, and throwing your bouquet; it was as magical as you two had planned it to be. 

Escaping the bustle of the commotion you snuck out of the reception to take a breather at a fountain partially shadowed in darkness illuminated by hanging lights. You were finally able to relax, slouching as you exhaled into the sky.

“I’m glad to find you out here, I wasn’t sure I’d even get to speak to you before the night was up.” 

Coming to sit beside you was your husband, still looking as stylish from the ceremony but in a rougher haze. Holding two drinks he offered one to you that you took a sip of before recalling the taste as an overwhelming sense of ease drifted through your body. 

“Vil–!?” 

He pulled you into him as you swayed looking up at him with as much confusion as you could muster. Holding you close you could feel the vibration of his voice reverberating in your ear as he uttered the incantation. 

“About the ones we found, forget about them, for me Love?”

It was a question…an honest turn of phrase that gave an out to anyone who ever consumed the potion. A choice to obey the suggestion before or to ignore it. You knew its taste and you were faced with a decision to know the real fate of anyone who crossed Vil Schoenheit or to forget. To live in your blissful ignorance as he devoted himself to your protection and happiness. 

“We said never alone again,” you held his painted face as his lips began to tremble.

You stared deep into his violet eyes as you carefully put your drink down to bring his face closer to yours. Practically nose to nose as you both let the inevitable stream of tears slightly smear your makeup. 

“You don’t have to solve this alone, I won’t let you, Vil. Because I love you, I’m not letting you shoulder this alone ever again.”

He sobbed, curling into you as you both held each other into the night with only the stars to witness the true union of (Y/n) (L/n) and Vil Schoenheit. 

[whereireid]

Hear me out childhood best friends with Eddie Munson and he gets jealous that your going on a date with some random person and all before your done getting ready this man confesses his feelings kisses you and leaves you’re with a pretty little mark (not so little) so your date knows your taken . Also this man would 100% answer the door and tell your date you can’t make it cause your busy 🕺🏻

Marked [Eddie Munson]

warnings ; nsfw themes, hickeys, implied sex, eddie being slightly rough, steve being a lil upset >.<

summary: your best friend since childhood, eddie munson, has been hiding a secret from you

quick a/n: req open! also thank u anon 4 the suggestion 💞

It can be a slight inconvenience, being such good friends with Eddie Munson. A large amount of the clothes you own reside at his trailer, and it isn’t exactly great in times of crisis - times of crisis such as going on a date with Steve Harrington, arguably one of the most attractive guys in Hawkins. You aren’t sure exactly how you caught his eye - maybe its the fact you’re exceptionally nice to Henderson - but nonetheless, the fact Steve Harrington wanted to take you out made your heart beam with excitement.

Unsure of what to wear, you stand in the middle of Eddie’s trailer. You had phoned Steve and told him there would have to be a slight change of plans; he would have to pick you up from Eddie’s residency rather than yours. He didn’t seem to mind, and asked if you needed some extra time to get ready. You had said yes, and Steve had told you he’d be coming to pick you up in twenty minutes.

“This is so difficult,” you groan, throwing your hands at your side. From the couch, Eddie watches you, a slightly amused smirk on his lips; legs spread comfortably, watching you struggle. “How am I supposed to look good enough for Steve Harrington?”

The name makes Eddie’s fists clench, and he tries to hold back any annoyance which may slip into his tone. “You’d look good in anything. Hell, you look good in what you’re wearing now.”

“What, my Hellfire Club shirt and these jeans?” You like down at your trousers, which are somewhat ripped and scratched open behind repair. “Yeah; no thanks, Eds. Gotta be good. Maybe I need to wear a dress or somethin’.”

Eddie watches as you rummage through the pile of clothes on the floor. He knows that somewhere in the pile there is a dress, but he doesn’t want to see you go out in it. His face flushes red at the thought. He remembers the dress, and you in it, like it was yesterday. Red, lacy, short. He remembers how you asked him if it looked good, if it would turn a couple of heads. He had said yes, but then followed it up with the fact it wasn’t exactly appropriate to wear it to school and that you’d get dress coded after you had brought it and thrown away the receipt. He prays that you will not find that dress in the pile, despite the fact he’s very aware that the dress is probably in the pile. It’s not left his trailer. You’ve never had an occasion good enough to wear it.

In all honesty, Eddie isn’t sure why he feels this way about you. When the feelings first came to light, he felt embarrassed; worried, like he had betrayed your friendship and everything it stood for. So Eddie shunned his feelings away, despite the lingering glances he gave you or the many songs he had written about you. You weren’t to know, and he refuses let you know, so why does he feel so sick at the thought of you going out with somebody else?

It’s like Eddie’s worst nightmare is coming true. You’re standing in his living room, getting ready to go on a date with someone else. That someone else being Steve Harrington. The King of Hawkins. The thought of it makes him feel physically nauseous, and he tries to hide the scowl on his face as you hold the dress up to your body.

“You’re gonna wear that dress?” Eddie asks, raising his brow. “For Steve Harrington?”

“What is your problem with Steve?” you laugh, examining the dress. “I think this’ll do just fine.”

Eddie can’t help the pang of jealousy that pulls at his heart as you begin to undress in front of him. He’s seen you in your underwear many times before - courtesy of him being your best friend and all - and each time it leaves him in awe. You’re perfect; you make his heart race, and if only he could get the courage to actually tell you that, maybe you’d be dressing up for him rather than Steve-fucking-Harrington. The thought of you sitting next to Steve with the dress riding up your thighs as the two of you watch a movie makes him scowl to himself. 

Slipping the dress over your head, you try to ignore Eddie’s eyes on you. You shuffle around, trying to get more comfortable in your attire. The lace is slightly annoying, but after a few readjustments you can barely feel it anymore. “Do I look good, Eddie?” there’s a teasing tone in your voice as you turn to face him. “Up to your standards?”

It’s like his breath has been knocked out of his lungs. The dress fits you perfectly - too perfectly. It hugs your curves, your waist, is loose on the front but tight on your chest, and he can’t help the wolf whistle that leaves him.

“You’re always up to my standards, y/n. I think you should gimmie a spin,” he tells you, standing up and edging towards you. When you laugh in response, Eddie raises his eyebrows. His eyes stare into yours, and you’re suddenly aware of how close the both of you are to one another. “‘M serious. Gimmie a spin.”

Face flushing red, you spin around, the dress flowing at your thighs. Eddie watches in awe; and when you’re facing him again, he rests his hand on your cheek. He’s so beautiful, you admit to yourself. Long lashes, sharp cheekbones, plump lips. His eyes, such a peculiar shade of brown, hold a loving look in them, and you can’t help the goosebumps that chase up your spine. He smells intoxicating, like pine and cigarettes and cheap cologne and magazines and everything good in the world and it makes your thoughts race a hundred miles an hour. 

“You look… well, you look breathtaking,” he flicks you a grin, and his eyes never leave your body. “Too good for Harrington. You need someone who’ll actually treat you right.”

A soft giggle leaves your lips. Eddie’s hands reside on your hips and you can’t help the fluttering of your heart at his closeness. “Harrington’s nice,” you murmur. “He’ll know how to treat me like the lady I am.”

“Lady?” Eddie laughs. “You’re not modest enough to be a lady, sweetheart.” His voice drops an octave and it’s so low it sounds like a grumble. His tone is teasing, low, desperate. You shiver at the closeness of him. 

You can’t help the mewl that leaves your mouth as his lips brush against your ear. Your heart races in your chest, wondering what Eddie’s next move will be. He’s so close, he’s practically suffocating you, and you’re drowning in his smell. He’s intoxicating. “Harrington wouldn’t know what to do with a girl like you.” His grip on your hips tightens, and he places a gentle kiss against your ear.

“If Harrington can’t handle me, then I don’t think anyone can.” Your voice is low, a whisper, and you look at Eddie with your doe-eyes and he feels his cock harden in his jeans.

God, he needs you, and he’s gonna show you just how much.

“You see, sweetheart, I disagree.” You don’t realise he’s moving you until you’re pressed up against one of his living room walls. You whimper at the close proximity, and stare up at Eddie, your best friend, whose face has twisted into something so unfamiliar it makes heat rush to your core. He looks so infatuated with you, it makes your stomach explode with butterflies. “I think I know just the guy who knows how to put up with you. All of your moods, all of your problems.”

“Yeah?” you whisper, a lump seemingly stuck in your throat. “And whose that, Eds?”

“‘S me. You’re mine, sweetheart.” Eddie tells you, and his voice is so low it makes your knees weaken. He’s so close to you, and he smells so good - like pine and cigarettes and cologne. “You’ve always been mine. Ever since we were kids, haven’t you?”

It’s like he’s forced you into submission. Like he’s taken out some pieces of you and put them back together correctly. It’s always been Eddie. Nobody could come close to him. Eddie’s hands grab your cheeks and your face burns a deep shade of red. “I’m yours, Eddie,” you murmur in response, your voice weak. “Always have been. Always will be.”

Eddie laughs dryly. “Always been mine and yet you’re gonna go out with Harrington, wearing this,” he gestures to your dress. When you try to interrupt him, he shushes you. “Don’t worry, baby. You can wear what you like. But I’m gonna show Harrington that you’re mine.”

Before you can ask him how, he dips his head into the base of your neck and begins to plant soft, sloppy kisses to it. You buck your hips into his softly, and he groans into your neck. He’s waited for this for years. He’s been pining for fucking years. His teeth dig into the skin of your neck and you whimper softly. He sucks and laps at your neck, biting down hard enough to break skin, and when the metallic taste of blood fills his mouth, he moans. The sound of it makes goosebumps run down your arms, and your heart races. Your hands find their way into the curls of his hair, and you grip them, tight, and he bites down on your neck again in response. A yelp of pain escapes you, and he sucks and kisses and licks your neck again, before he pulls away.

Eddie’s lips are red with what you assume are tiny droplets of your blood, and he brushes his thumb over the mark he’s left, smiling to himself. “Now everybody’s gonna know you’re mine, baby,” he says, staring down at you. “It looks good. Suits ya. Does it hurt?”

“Not too bad.”

You gaze into Eddie’s eyes, and lean into him. His lips meet yours, and your stomach flutters in response. He fits against you perfectly, and you wonder why it took you so long to admit your true feelings. Eddie wonders the same.

The sound of a car horn interrupts the two of you, and your face flushes red at the realisation. In the moments where his lips were pressing hungrily against your neck you had completely forgotten about Steve. Both of you go silent, and you stare at one another. Eddie laughs slightly, and when he hears a knock at his trailer door, he raises a brow.

Before you can stop him, Eddie’s at the door. You trail behind him, standing like a deer in headlights when he opens the door. Steve stares at the two of you, his eyebrows furrowing. “Hey, are you almost ready?” he asks. “You’re a few minutes late.”

“Oh yeah, she’s not going out tonight,” Eddie announces, talking for you. “She’s gonna be a little busy.”

Steve furrows his eyebrows. “She said she was free tonight. What- what’s she busy doing?”

Sighing heavily, Eddie grabs your wrist and begins to shut his trailer door. “Me,” he tells Steve, before shutting it completely.

Your eyes trail up to Eddie’s face, feeling bad for the boy on the opposite side of the door, but Eddie seems to have no issue with it. He smirks down at you, his curls falling over his eyes slightly as he rests his his thumb on your chin.

“So, are we gonna continue where we left off?”

[thestrangestthing89]

I think people get so blinded by their obsession with Steve that they completely miss the point of his character arch. He doesn't know what he wants. He has no idea what he is doing with his life, which is fine he's like 19 or something, but it's the entire reason he acts the way he does. We see him talking to Robin in the car in the beginning of the season and he saying how he keeps going on these random dates that are meaningless and only ever about sex and he's not sure that's what he wants. Which leads to his fixation with Nancy. He clearly has an idealized version of her that doesn't match reality because they dated for a year and he didn't know she would never want 6 kids. (The main theme of "forced conformity being a bad thing comes into play here. Conformity is a familiar thing so it's comforting. It's a lot scarier to figure things out on your own and do your own thing, so he fantasizes about what he's "supposed to".) Nancy was very much not into that idea and even called it a nightmare. The way she says his name when they are in the upside-down is the same "let him down easy" tone that El uses with Mike in the pizza place. I would argue that even Steve doesn't like the idea of 6 kids considering how much he complains about having to babysit. He doesn't like getting stuck with the younger kids. He made that very clear this season every time he ditched them or tried to pawn them off on someone else. To be clear - I don't mean that he doesn't like the younger kids. I think he just wants to stay in a peer/friend role rather than one with more responsibility. This probably has a lot to do with all the dangerous situations that they are in and him not wanting to be responsible if something bad happens to one of them - especially after what happened to him and Robin in season 3. Getting drugged and beaten and then needing a 13/14 year old and a 10 year old to rescue you and take care of you has to leave you wanting to not get into those situations around them again. As for Nancy's behavior this season - her vaguely flirting with him like twice doesn't mean anything. Her checking him out doesn't mean anything - Max did too and she's not going to be in a relationship with him. It's also made clear that every girl in town likes him. It's superficial. Nancy was lonely because she didn't know where she stood with Jonathan and the second he comes back to town she doesn't even glance back at Steve. The only time he got brought up again later was Jonathan mentioning him and she responded with the same thing everyone else says about Steve lately - she's surprised he handled things well. It's not a romantic comment. Eddie and Robin have both said this recently too.

(I'm also pretty sure Nancy wasn't jealous of Robin when they were in the library. I don't think her impatience with her had anything to do with Steve. Nancy hasn't had a girl friend since Barb died and hasn't gotten close to anyone female since then. She wanted to go to the library alone. I think she was uncomfortable at first. Especially since when Robin mentions she isn't with Steve and they are just friends Nancy's attitude towards her doesn't immediately change. She still irritated with her the entire scene after when they are researching. Her attitude only changes when she realizes Robin is right and was helpful.) I would honesty be surprised if there are any scenes just with Nancy and Steve next season. The way Robin was was patting his back when Nancy was happy to see Jonathan made it clear he understood he was rejected. They don't need to talk about anything. What would they even talk about? Nothing really happened with them. I can see Steve talking about it with Robin but I don't think Nancy was as affected by their interactions and he was. I think Steve is following a similar arch to El where they find independence and figure out what they like and want. Steve doesn't deserve a girlfriend or Nancy just because he waited long enough. She isn't a prize for good behavior. Him figuring out what he's doing with his life is a win for him. Also just the end shot - they could have easily had Steve and Robin at the cabin helping out and ended with Nancy and Steve next to each other hinting at a future relationship but they didn't.

[makoami]

Since I November I have been trying to watch as many magical anime as a can from oldest to newest because I'm obsessed with evolution. That and I want to do an analysis on how magical anime went from Sally the Witch, to Sailor Moon, to Precure and so on. In addition I' also give my opinion on which ones I enjoyed the most or least. For this post though I'll just go over the 60s and 70s magical girls I've seen. Some elements I'm looking out for in the "magical girl formula" are: 1. Animal Sidekick, 2. Transformation sequence, 3. main romance subplot, 4 saving the day, 5. Special Attacks, 6. Becomes someone older, 7. Becomes an Idol, 8. Magical powers.

First is Sally the Witch - 1966

Sally the Witch fits into both 4 and 8. She has magical powers, she does end up using them to both pull pranks, make life easier, or save the day. As a show it's pretty good. It reminds me a lot of Bewitched and seemed to be a huge influence. There's a crow character who pretends to be her younger brother in human form but I'm not sure if he counts as an animal sidekick. The anime has a lot dated moments and some I wasn't a fan of. I alsp had a hard time getting used to some of the 60s designs of characters. Unfortunately, I was not able to watch all episodes in order so that was a bummer. Other than that, Sally was a pioneer for more magical girls to come.

I was not able to finds episodes of Himitsu no Akko-chan, Mako-chan or Majokko Tickle but if anyone knows how I could watch some episodes lmk.

Princess Knight - 1967

I really liked this one and I think this is my favorite 60s anime. The manga is from 1953 so this technically might be the first magical girl. It doesn't follow a whole lot of the magical girl formula but she does save the day. The main character, Sapphire, has a guardian angel name Tink who could sort count as the animal side kick and she has a horse that helps her out on her quest. Sadly I was not able to see the entire subbed series and I am considering just watching the dub to finish the series off. Overall though, this show was very girl boss for the 60s and was genuinely entertaining.

Marvelous Melmo - 1971

Marvelous Melmo is another show I really enjoyed and made me emotional at times. After Melmo's mom dies in a car accident, she gives her red and blue candy to tranform into someone younger or older. It also gives her the ability to transform into animal. And she does use said powers from the candy to save the day. The show itself was very educational on evolution and human development. I was several episodes in when I realized I was watching a version that was redubbed by a whole new cast of voice actors in Japan, back in 1998. I'm curious to see how the original 70s version was. Aside from that, I highly recommend this one.

Next is Cutie Honey 1973

Okay, I will be honest, I haven't seen Cutie Honey in a long time and need to re-watch it. If I find anymore elements to the magical girl formula for Cutie Honey, I'll make another post about it. What I do remember is that she does have a transformation sequence, she saves the day, and can also transform into someone older. I think their is an episode where she shape shifts into an old lady. In some ways, her heroic and fearless character reminds me of Princess Knight and I look forward to rewatching the series.

Majokko Meg-Chan - 1974

Majokko Meg-chan had a lot of similarities to Sally the Witch. Meg is a witch in training, she wants to get better at her magic. In terms of the magical girl formula, she has magical powers and does use them in scenarios to save the day or make life easier. In all honesty this was my least favorite and I couldn't finish the series. The show tries to teach Meg that family is important and that her family in the human world really loves her. But then Meg's younger siblings pull pranks on her...I don't want to go on a tangent because I'm sure there are people who really enjoyed it. It just wasn't for me. I did love the theme songthough, it's so damn catchy.

Hana no Lun Lun - 1979

Only 3 or 4 episodes were available for me to watch but I really wish I could finish the series. Lun Lun has two animal sidekicks, a talking cat and dog. Due to being the flower child, she is able to use flowers to change into different outfits. I can't remember many episodes where she saves the day but the show does follow the trope of Lun Lun having a kind heart forming friendships with the people she meets.

[herofics]

Heyy, I'M OBSESSED with your Dabi x teen reader fics. So I was wondering if u could do Dabi x teen reader that has heavy trauma from her mother? (Like she was emotionally abusive towards her) So now she has really low self esteem and even though she doesn't mention it to Dabi he kind of notices... Like what would he do in his own hands off way?

Tyy (P.S: If ur uncomfortrable w this request please don't be forced to write it!!)

Thank you, I’m glad you like my writing! So I’m assuming you mean this post and this post? I wrote more in the same theme, focusing more on the abusive/neglectful mom angle and how relatable that would be for Dabi. One of the previous ones is already about Dabi as a big brother of sorts, so this is not as much about that. This would be set before the roommate post that’s linked above, if there has to be a timeline

•You never really had a good relationship with your mother

•No matter what you did, you were never good enough, nothing you ever did was enough for her, no matter how hard you tried

•This of course didn’t do any favors for your mental health and the trauma just kept accumulating

•You’ve spent most of your time with the League for a while now and you avoided going home at all cost

•You’re not the most open type, but what little you did say about your mother, painted a very negative picture

•Dabi isn’t really the type to open up either, but he does like to complain, a lot

•He hasn’t exactly opened up about his past, but you do know he didn’t have a good relationship with either of his parents, especially his father

•As your self-esteem deteriorated, you started acting more carelessly and by the time you met the League you were in a pretty bad way

•Dabi ended up taking note of this, and while he didn’t really give you more confidence or anything, he complained at you and scolded you when you did stupid shit like got too careless around cops or something

•It’s his way of showing he cares

•Dabi does care quite a lot about the League and its members, some more so than others and he does consider you a friend and someone he wants to protect

•He knows what it’s like to have a shitty parent and while he doesn’t like playing therapist or anything, he will lend an ear if you’re having a particularly hard time, but that’s a pretty rare occasion

•He’ll listen, but the only advice you’ll really get from him is “Why don’t you just kill her, or ruin her financially or somethin? Your mom’s a piece of shit”

•He doesn’t really care if you think he’s too harsh, because he feels like you need to hear that your mother is actually a piece of shit and that she’s not allowed to treat you like that, just because she’s your mother

•Opposed to what a lot of other people are telling you which is “She’s your family, you need to get along” or some other crap like that

•Dabi doesn’t really believe blood means much when it comes to family, you don’t need to be related to be family

•Besides, his experience with family and parents is that they eventually let you down and that he too was better off finding his own people

•He doesn’t think everyone’s family is total shit, but he’s convinced a lot of them are, because that seems to be the experience of everyone around him

•You appreciate his honesty and hearing that you don’t deserve to be treated like shit just because it’s coming from someone who supposedly loves you, is kind of freeing

•Even if it comes with offers to burn your mother, her house or both

[teddy-yandere]

yandere sanemi with a s/o who works in the red district for pay some debts?

- Debts -

✧*ﾟWARNING ✧*ﾟ will contain dark themes

A / N = SORRY IF THIS IS SO FAST PACED .I did not proofread this , Enjoy !!

«★»———- KNY Demon Slayers Masterlist

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★ Oh boy , you better buckle up for this one

★ Sanemi probably first encountered you while he was on a mission in the red light district . He had gotten a couple reports that there has been a demon wondering around and eating all of the young , beautiful women doing their shifts .

★ While Sanemi , was busy looking around for the demon , he coincidentally bumped into you , while you were trying to get away from a man that had been following you all night .InSanemi’s eyes , it was almost love at first sight ( at least to him ). He doesn’t know what went off in his mind but he immediately charged towards the man at almost full speed , and practically pounced on him. Sanemi made sure that you were out of the way before he started punching , and screaming at the man. This man was begging Sanemi for his life . In all honesty, Sanemi wanted to kill him. It wasn’t until your soft , small hand touched Sanemi’s shoulder that he finally let the man go.

★ To be completely honest , you were terrified of the man that had just saved you , but you were also very grateful because you didn’t know what could’ve happened if Sanemi hadn’t stepped in to help you. You immediately thanked Sanemi , and hoped that it would be the end , but instead of accepting your thanks , Sanemi just stared at you up , and down.

★ In Sanemi’s eyes , he couldn’t believe he was in the same presence at you. You looked like an absolute goddess.

★ He straightened his poster and began to question you about why you were in this district this late at night . You voice slowly trembled as you tried to spit out a sentence in front of this intimidating, hot-tempered man. From the outside , it looked and sounded as if this hashira was interrogating you for a murder . Sanemi , just wanted to know why such a pretty little thing was out alone. You didn’t feel comfortable with the situation ( seeing as this man nearly beat someone to death ) , so you wished him a good night , and started to walk away.

★ Sanemi was reminded of his mission , when his crow checked on him as he was taking a few steps to follow you. He just decided that he would finish his mission , and go look for you , but by the time he had killed the demon , you were long gone

★ Over the span of the next couple of days , Sanemi couldn’t stop thinking about what dangers you could be in. He finally had enough and decided that you would be a lot safer with him. He made his way back to the red light district , and be an asking around for you. It did not take him very long to locate you. When he went to your boss to demand you , he was then informed about all of the debts that you had . Within a couple of seconds of your boss saying that , there was a bag of gold in front of him.

★ Sanemi had paid all of your debts

★ That being said , Sanemi technically owned you . When your boss called you to the front , you thought that it was just another customer, until you looked up at the tall man in front of you. You immediately started to back away , before suddenly Sanemi grabbed you , and started to drag you away while muttering under his breath.

★ You knew that you were not in a good situation.

★ You started to cry for help , but it was too late. Sanemi had already dragged you too far away. You tried to run but before you could even take a few steps , everything went black. When you opened your eyes , you noticed that you were tied to a large bed , and sitting in the corner of the room was the same man staring at you while you struggled against your restraints .

★“ your all mine now “

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Thanks for reading , Darling !! <3

Have a nice Day / Night ~

[bones-aa2]

could i request somethin? basically the reader is a stark and all the avengers (+pepper) are platonic yandere for them! theyre in a bit of a wild phase where they just.. tend to get in trouble pretty easily by doing things on impulse. what do you think that would entail? i adore your writing so much :)

Platonic!Yandere avengers with rowdy (?) reader

In all honesty I do not know how to title this buuuut here we go :)

Warnings: yandere themes, blah blah blah read at your own risk!

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Your impulsivity has led you to be grounded so many times and lectured for hours on end (Mostly by pepper and Steve) because of how many times you almost gotten hurt.

You stay either locked in the tower or locked in your room because of how many times you've broken the rules. But in your defense, rules are meant to be broken.

And you've said this many times to them but they definitely do not agree not even a little. Most of the times you've gotten grounded was because of your escape attempts. You didn't hate them to say the least, you knew they did this for your own good. Protection and all that but they can be... too nice at times.

Too protective. It's suffocating. And you had to get out, you have actually tried everything. Even jumping out of the window with one of Tony's suits on but of course it didn't work. You didn't know how to control it and also because F.R.I.D.A.Y steered you back to the tower immediately.

And of course, you got another lecture from Steve for hours.

They think you want to leave them. You do but not for long, you just wanted to look at other people, talk to someone that wasn't the avengers.

But noooo, the world is too dangerous and what if you got hurt!?!?

You lived with the avengers for almost your entire life, you weren't going to get hurt. But of course they don't allow you to go out so your first instinct is to try and jump out of the stark tower!

That got you grounded for a week.

And right after that you decided to cause even more trouble and just be a menace to society in general. Breaking all the rules that they had set for you, that didn't end well. They somehow, somehow had gotten even more overbearing and protective of you, you couldn't leave you room unless someone had permitted you to.

Always had someone hovering over you, fussing over you and worrying about you.

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another one done! :)