#I'll never stop simping for this asshole

[konigsluvr]

SWEET 『cigarettes after sex』

MASTERLIST

popular girl x quiet nerd simon

warnings: kissing, horny and simp simon, cuming untouched. And sweetness ♡

cute little series I'm starting. I hope you like this as much as I do. Enjoy and leave any comments on where I can improve, but please be nice, I'm sensitive 💋 this isn't proofread as its currently just past midnight and I'm sleepy and don't want to overthink about posting this. xxx

『★』

Simon thought you didn't notice him staring at you all year. You're popular and he's... a nerd. The amount of picking on you would endure if you did anything with him... you didn't want to think about it.

Yet you couldn't help but smile at your Math teacher as he assigned Simon - the top of the class - to help you with your studies.

Here's the catch, you act dumb and stupid to fit in with your friend group when in reality, whenever there's a test, you never fail to achieve the A+.

"You won't be disappointed," you respond, heading out of class to see it empty.

None of your friends waited for you after class but you brush that aside, looking around for Simon. A minute later, you find him by his locker, taking all of his books and transferring them into his bag.

The bell rings, signaling the end of the school day. "Hi Simon," your sweet voice rang out.

He jumps, dropping his bag, his books scattering on a pile at your feet. He stumbles over his words, eyes wondering over your gorgeous face. His mind was reeling at the fact you knew his name?!

"I... uhh..." he clears his throat, gathering himself. His crush, his godamn crush since forever, is talking to him. Him. "Everything okay?" His voice steadies out, playing it cool.

Your lips quirk, not realising his voice was so deep. You have to look up, yourself standing at 5'5 and him standing at 6'2. You're both 17, so there's still growing to occur.

"Yes, everything's good," you speak, unable to stop your gaze to trailing to his arms. Its so obvious he works hard at the gym. "Mr Barnes assigned you as my study partner."

His eyes widen slightly, taken aback. "Me and... you. Study partners?" He speaks slowly.

He sees your eyebrows furrow. Fuck sake, idiot, he curses in his mind, being an asshole isn't the way to go.

"Um, yeah, for Maths. My grades have dropped so..." You trail off. Does he not like you? You were so sure. He's always glancing at you.

His pause makes you reinforce the idea he's never liked you. "I'll get a new partner," you speak, beginning to step away.

He grabs your wrist, and your eyes snap to his. God, your eyes and politeness... is he still grabbing you? He is! Fuck! Think, think, think!

"Tomorrow after school?" He questions, way too nervous. He bets you can feel his hand shaking. "Your place?" Too bold, Simon.

But you smile, warm, lovely. "Sure, meet here after the last period?" Your unable to tear your gaze from his stunning chocolate eyes, so attentive and aware.

He finally let's go of your hand, relief filling him. He nods, feeling much too shy to speak.

You return the smile and walk by him. As you walk to the main doors, you turn and wave goodbye, and he is already looking at you. You see his lips form a small grin and wave back subtly.

『★』

"Today was so boring," you huff out to Simom as he sits in the passenger. He sits too still, scared to make the wrong move in case you would call off this whole thing.

You find it funny he didn't respond. So you ask a question as you turn out of the car park and drive to your house, which is fifteen minutes away. "How was your day?"

He takes a few moments to reply, "good," his deep voice speaks. You wait for him to elaborate but he doesn't. The truth his, his day has been terrible but his mood is ecstatic (on the inside) about being with you.

Fifteen whole minutes, he had to sit there and pretend he didn't care. Staying silent like a complete douchbag. The smell of your perfume, your pretty outfit - a black jumper, faded blue jeans, Converse, pretty earrings, hair, and makeup. Just you simply being next to him made him hard, his mind running wild.

No, no, no, no. He needs to respect you. He's 17, not a little boy. He is a virgin after all, you definitely were not. The amount of stupid boys that took your attention will never deserve you in all the lifetimes. He's stronger, more respectful, just so, so much better for you. He noticed your smile was strained and he wanted to punch every asshole that made you like that. He covers his crotch with his hands, hoping you don't notice his hand placement.

He's so wrapped up in his own thoughts that you opening your car door and exiting snaps him out of it. He ushers out, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he takes in your families property. A simple, modern but classy home. Adorable. His gaze quickly returns to you, pausing as he sees your looking at him already.

"You work out?" You question, noticing he's wearing a black sleeved long sleeved gym shirt. He wore it just for you. It shows off his muscles perfectly.

"Six days a week," he speaks, trying to show off a little. Douche, again. But you smile and he smiles back.

"I do pilates sometimes," you reply, walking up to your front door. Pilates, Simon thinks of you doing the workout, so feminine and simple.

You both enter and you close the door behind you both. "Would you like a drink?" You ask innocently, looking up at him. You knew you were standing too close.

He swallows thickly, his gaze glancing down to your lips for a sweet second. He got even harder. For fuck sake, Simon. Answer the damned question! "Water would be nice, thanks."

You nod. "My room is upstairs, down the hall to the right," you speak, turning and walking to the kitchen.

He stands there silent for a few moments, watching your body sway. He shakes his head. Stop it now, he thinks. He walks up the stairs as he takes in everything about his small journey. At the end of the hallway, there's a picture of younger you.

He always knew you were an only child, makes sense how much you're put together with your parents attention focused on one child. He can't help but smile, seeing how cute you are. You must've been around 5 or 6 he's guessing, your eyes still the same sweetness.

He enters your room and sits on the edge of your bed, looking around once again. Clean, tidy, and... pink. Lots of light pink and white everywhere. Now he knows what your favourite colours are. Bingo.

He hears your soft footsteps coming up. He takes a quick breath, needing to calm his nerves desperately. Just your presence has him all giddy. You enter the room and close the door behind you.

"Here you are," you talk softly, handing him his water. You sit further up on your bed so you're in the middle of it. He thinks for a moment, copying you timidly. You face him. "I hope you like popcorn."

He nods, looking down, noticing you have a bowl of popcorn. Now he knows your favourite snack. Bingo, again!

You relax for a little while, scrolling on your phone as you chew on some popcorn while Simon takes sips of his drink here and there.

You come off your phone and hear your mother coming into your room. You have no time to prepare yourself or to even warn Simon, but he's already looking at her.

"Hi sweet girl!" Your mother exclaims happily, entering the room, hands on her hips. "How was school-" she cuts herself off, finally noticing Simon. She grins. "And who is this handsome boy?"

"Mom!" You scold, stepping off your bed, ready to usher her out, but she pulls you into a hug, kissing your cheek. You turn back at Simon, and he's gazing with a gentle expression, happy to see you and your mother's bond. "His name is Simon," you respond, pulling out of the hug.

Simon feels a slight blush form on his cheeks, shy once more. Your mom stops gazing at him too fondly for your liking and whispers in your ear, "he's a sweet one, I can tell."

You smile at her and glance back at Simon. "He's helping me with Math," you reveal.

Your mother's face brightens. "That's amazing, honey! Anyways, I'll leave you two to it, don't forget to lock the door-"

"Mom," you scold firmly this time. You love her dearly and you know she can tell that you like Simon.

She winks at you and leaves. You close the door and lock it. Simons muscles tense. You locked it? He doesn't want to think any further but he can see a blush on your face too.

『★』

Two hours. Two whole hours, Simon has spent one on one, simply inches away from each other. He easily covers his straining cock by having the popcorn bowl in front of it. He holds back jolts when you reach your hand for a snack.

You spent half the time looking at him and the other half wondering how his voice is so matured and dreamy. You did all the questions from your homework book and you played dumb on a few so he could lean in and explain it.

Simon grew comfortable in your presence. You are warm, soft and gentle. Everything he loves is you.

The thing he didn't expect at all was when you kissed him. You fucking kissed him. You and him! Kissing! He was explaining the most boring equation of all, leaning in more close, taking the pencil from your hand, your hands brushing together. He talks and continues talking when you catch gazes, noses nearly touching.

He wasn't sure whether Math turned you on? Or having someone tell you what to do? He was completely at loss, but once your lips touched his, the gates of heaven opened. You tasted of strawberries, sweet and addictive.

It was such a brief kiss, lasting a few seconds at most. His jaw goes slack afterwards. It was just a kiss, you don't want anything else. Maybe your thanking him for helping you? Both your hands stayed down at your lap, same with his. He's afraid if he touched you, he would never let go.

Should he confess? You've been staring dumbly at each other for about 30 seconds now.

"You're getting the hang of everything," he whispered smoothly. You sigh, feeling yourself growing wet. He was so good-looking and kind, too kind. He was huge, height and muscle wise, but his hands were so gentle.

In the moment, you place the popcorn on your beside table and climb on his lap. His eyes blow wide open as you take his face and lock your lips together once more. He moans into the kiss, making you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer.

He opens his legs, hands hesitantly holding onto your waist. Should he push you away or hold you closer? You deserved so much better than him. He's never kissed anyone before, and he's probably doing horrible. But he picks option two, he pulls you closer, fingertips pawing at your waist. He was right, warm, and soft.

You tilt your head, deepening the kiss, poking your tongue into his mouth, and he let's you, opening his lips, getting drunk off your taste. You sigh into the kiss. He's really good. You wonder how many girls he's been with, jealousy plaguing your mind.

You grind down on him, hips moving back and forth, needy to calm down your pulsing clit. He was rock solid. You swallow up his strangled moan, hips bucking up into yours like a pathetic mess.

Your hands move behind you, taking his hands and placing them on your asscheeks. He squeezes, becoming lost in everything you're doing. He wants to be in your mind, what are you thinking right now?

He pulls away and you look at him confused. His expression was pure pleasure. "Shit, no- fuck-" he groans, pressing his forehead against your shoulder.

"What's wrong?" You speak softly, stroking his hair. Due to you leaning more down, your clothed pussy was right against him. He felt his stomach tighten, pleasure rippling through his body. Don't cum, don't you fucking dare, Simon. If you speak once more with that honey voice of yours he's done for.

"Simon?" You whisper, hearing his breathing come out in quick pants. He whines into your shoulder, and you stare at your wall, completely confused. He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you down onto him as he jerks his hips up a few times, riding out his pleasure.

"Are you..." you pause, thinking about the situation. You saw he was hard, it was obvious with the grey sweatpants he was wearing. But did he seriously just cum under a minute of kissing?

You wait until his breathing goes normal, his body relaxing. You try to get up off him, but he holds onto you tightly.

"I'm sorry," he speaks, the most embarrassed he's ever been. He's made you uncomfortable. He knows it. A disgusting pervert, that's what he is. He pulls his head from your neck, missing the smell of you. He looks up at you half-lidded.

Your hands stroke his cheeks. You grin. "Did you cum?" You speak gently.

He swallows, wanting to look away, blushing furiously. "...yes."

"Don't think you weren't so sneaky with the popcorn bowl," you respond, laughing as you watch his reaction to you catching him out.

He groans, resting his head against yours. He's dreading at the thought of letting you go. The prettiest, sweetest girl ever. So soft and warm, he thinks, sighing.

You laugh, making his head snap up at the sound. "Thank you."

He wants to throw himself off a cliff. He said that out loud. For the love of-

"I take care if my skin," you respond, cupping his face, "all over."

He feels himself grow hard again and that's when he can't be close to you anymore. Crossing boundaries is something he doesn't do, especially around you.

You yelp as he lifts you off him, not a muscle straining, carrying you like your as light as a feather. He places you on the bed and he stands up, covering the dark patch on the crotch of his sweatpants.

You giggle, covering your mouth. "I can give you a t-shirt of mine to cover up."

He nods. "Thanks."

You get up, grabbing a random t-shirt and handing it to him. You gaze up at him, tilting your head. He didn't understand how you were looking at him so happily, he was an asshole to you and was disrespectful-

"Would you like a ride?" You question.

He allows his eyes to admire you for a while before responding. "It's okay, my house is just five minutes away."

"It is?" You question, your smile widening.

He swallows. Damn you, you're teasing him. "See you tomorrow," he grumbles, walking to your door.

"Wait!" You exclaim, grabbing his book bag and handing it to him. You lean up, holding the back of his neck, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek.

His right hand itches forward to hold you, but he stops himself. No, you've already taken enough from her. What have you given her? The fucking creeps.

He simply nods, keeping his feelings to himself and walks down the hall. It takes every cell in his body to not look back at your face. He can feel your gaze trailing on him.

"Thanks for letting me stay," he thanks your mother, giving her a nod. But she squeals, hugging him close.

"My little love likes you, I can tell," she speaks hushed, not wanting you to hear. Don't give him hope, don't. His mind still races, even your mom can see it, your gaze with more shine as you look at Simon.

He nods again, brain running a million miles an hour to even form a sentence. He walks away from the kitchen and leaves through the door. He closes it behind him and walks down the drive.

He waits until he's completely off the property before grinning and laughing, all while holding your t-shirt to his crotch. The street is quiet, not a soul around. He walks away, an extra leap in his step, happiness fulfilling him.

All in one day, you met up with him, you drove him to your house, you studied in your room, you kissed and he... he cringed hard, not wanting to think about it. You had him wrapped around your finger. He keeps smiling, though. Next Thursday, he'll be with you again.

『★』

EEEEK SO CUTE!!

Guys, Simon is NOT a perv!! I just wanted to include his conflicted thoughts because he loves her so much and doesn't want to make her uncomfortable 🤧. I'm not sure how many parts I'm hoping on doing, mayyyyybe 4... or 5... 😙. For you smut girlies, yes, there WILL be smut in upcoming parts and I hope my writing will be up to your expectations. Have a lovely day💗

Also!! Please note I am not trying to sexualise the characters at all, they will be turning 18 soon and it isn't a shock to anyone that they are doing these kinds of this at 17🤭

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for continuing to use a word my friend told me not to use?

I, 18F, am in a discord server with some friends for an anime. Nia (18F) joined more recently, I'd say she was in the server for about 3 weeks before she came to complain about something.

In the "questions-and-answers" channel Nia asked something no one expected: I'll do script format for this

Nia: Hi. @/mods and @/everyone. Are any of you black?

Flora (one of the mods): no. Why do you ask?

Nia: Because you guys have a channel called "simp-corner"

Flora: I don't understand why that matters.

Nia: Simp is a word from AAVE, so it is cultural appropriation for you to be using it. Stop using it if you aren't black.

Me: It is just a word. Why does it matter so much?

Nia: You're all appropriating black culture. Stop stealing from us.

Flora: I'm sorry, but we won't be changing it and will still allow people to use it here.

Nia: Y'all are a bunch of racist thieves. A black person tells you not to use something from their culture and you shrug them off? You all suck.

Yuna (19F, a different mod): Alright. We will stop using it. I changed the rules so that you can't use the word if you aren't black. I am black myself, so it is fine for me to make this change.

So it had been set in as a rule that anyone who wasn't black couldn't use the word "simp" in the server and were barred from using the "simp-corner" channel. But it wasn't like anyone could verify if someone was actually black or not, so I continued using it anyways. I was only "caught" after sending a pic of a cosplay I had done with my face blurred.

Nia got angry and started ranting that a non-black person shouldn't be using the word and that I was being an asshole for pretending to be black in order to use it. I disagreed saying that I never told her I would verify my race and that we shouldn't have to do that just to use a word.

She has logged off of discord and hasn't spoken for awhile. I get that she is upset, but I don't see why people shouldn't be allowed to use the word "simp" because it is just a word. Why are we trying to keep words for just certain races? If we did that, lots of words could be restricted.

AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[boonsmoon]

Foundation of Love (2)

Request: PLS DO 2 PARTS🥺

Ask and ye shall receive Btw; you have the free will of being the goddess of literally anything

Part 1

Request Masterlist Mu Qing x f!reader Genres:🎉🌸💞🧪

Mu Qing and you were like two peas in a pod. It seems your time lacking experience has created an unbreakable bond.

Y'all were so tight in fact that you kept in contact even after you stopped working for Xie Lian. Now you are both Heavenly Officials with an extreme amount of believers and temples!

This; however, lead to a one-sided competition. Friendly, yes, but still odd to compete over who was the better deity. You like to consider yourself a humble goddess though, considering you aren't as prickly with the aesthetic of your temples like Mu Qing.

Ignoring the status you both held, he had this charm that was unlike that of a god, it was greater actually. You both spent enough time together to get to know the little things.

Like how he still remembers when a follower tried to offer a gift that none of your temples would accept 500 years ago. Even you don't remember what the item is on your own without him bringing it up. A fantastic memory but basically useless.

Or how he notices how quick you are to deal with the prayers of your believers. He's a hard-worker yes, but never would he acknowledge a prayer 5 seconds after hearing it. Mu Qing thinks you might be a bit too diligent, or have too much time on your hands.

In the end, you both know each other like the back of your hand. In fact most of the other officials think you two are together, but no! It's actually painful to watch from the sidelines.

Now Feng Xin is a protective older brother, and honestly he can barely tolerate Mu Qing after all these years. But, he can see that Mu Qing makes you happy, and your happiness has priority over his displeasure!

Unfortunately, Feng Xin sucks at this. And whenever he tries to get you to hang out with Mu Qing and ✨confess✨ it ends with you scolding Feng Xin for being an asshole.

It got to the point that one of the goddesses had to sit down and have a talk with you. While the conversation seemed nice, you could tell by the undertone she was basically demanding you admit your feelings to him.

And to be honest? You self reflected and realized he definitely wasn't gonna do it, so you had to. But that's fine, it's the 21st century, these things happen.

What you didn't know; however, was that Feng Xin had a passive aggressive conversation with Mu Qing basically saying the same thing. He NEEDS to confess or else.

With an agreed meeting in a garden, you both told the other you had important information which must be shared with the other. It could be gossip, latest trends among humans, who knows what the other wants to say?

The time of reckoning has come, and you are both visibly nervous. Who wouldn't be? Confessions are kinda tough.

Y'all have come to consensus earlier in your friendship that be straightforward is easiest, no matter what. You started, "s-so basically to make it simple, we need to stop this friendship. Now you go next!"

Mu Qing a look of horror on his face, contemplating on continuing, "I came to tell you we should ascend past a friendship... Be something more, but if that's not what-"

"Fantastic! We're on the same page and can get this over with," you interrupted him. He looked at you like you were insane, "you have a horrible way with words, I'll have you know that."

You lightly laughed, "yeah, but it's just my luck we had the same thing to say." And Mu Qing decided this was the time to be really romantic and kiss you. <3

im back on my cringe

but also i got a sudden burst of energy to WRITE so i MUST

BTW im noticing all my TGCF reqs are Mu Qing, so either the fandom is full of massive simps or theres a shortage of Mu Qing content

not complaining pls keep the reqs coming

[princejiu]

Just Florida Things | Huh Yunjin

Match : Yunjin x Farmer Fem!reader

Disclaimer: I want this to be more of a humor post, but it just ended up more sappy than I wanted to....oh well. I'll probably make a part two if this post is well liked. We shall see.

Warnings : Alligators, near death experience, Florida, Cussing

Summary : You're a simp and a dumbass, but Yunjin loves you anyways, and you love her so much that you were willing to save her asshole of a son.

It was hot.

The Florida sun was making you sweat in place where no one should sweat. The temperature combined with labor work was killing you from the outside in. You and Yunjin did as much as you could to cool down, but, unfortunately, for the both of you, that would have to be much later. It was your top priority as ranch owners to prevent the animals from overheating, which automatically meant that you and Yunjin spent more time running around outside than inside with Air Conditioner.

Despite the monstrosity of the temperature, you couldn't deny how gorgeous Yunjin looked. Her rose cheeks, along with the coat of sweat on her skin combined with the sunlight, resulted in her glowing beautifully. However you felt disgusting, the sweat that made your clothes stick to your body wasn't the most enjoyable feeling, but that was expected when it came to working in the sun.

You carried two large buckets filled with milk, traveling from one barn to another. Trailing right behind you were Donnie and Daisy, Yunjin's ducks that you gifted her for her birthday. It's already been two years since you got them, and in those two years, you can guarantee that Daisy was your favorite, an absolute sweetheart if you do say so yourself.

Donnie, on the other hand, was a complete asshole. Always nipping at your ankle when he could, laughing at your misfortune. You also hated him most when Yunjin was around. When she was around, he suddenly became nice. No more nipping, no more laughing, you never wanted to roast a duck more than ever. The fakeness is what angers you, a jerk with no eyes on him and then a darling when there are.

A mama's boy at its finest.

On your journey, you see a tall figure near the pigs pen, and there was only one other person on the ranch who was willing to tend to the pigs. "Yunjinie!" Yunjin turned from the pigs to the sound of her name, when she saw you her body beamed with happiness. Yunjin left her spot from the pigs, looking forward to being accompanied by your presence.

Before she could get anywhere near you, Donnie left your side, running to Yunjin. You couldn't help but send imaginary daggers to the duck as always. He had to steal Yunjin's attention from you. You weren't jealous of the duck, you just didn't like the fact that he got your lover's attention when it could be all on you...okay, maybe you were a little jealous, so what.

A small quack snapped you out of your murderous thoughts. You looked down to your side to see Daisy. She opted to stay by your side when Donnie went to soak in the attention his mother gave him. "Get your boyfriend away from my future wife before I turn him into a roast duck." Daisy took your words seriously. You were hardly the type to make false promises, especially when it came to Yunjin, the hen didn't want to risk her, 'boyfriend' from being coming your next meal.

You watched as Daisy waddled towards Donnie, directing him away from Yunjin to the pigs instead. The drake also had a knack to annoy the other animals at the ranch. They all hated him. Different life, different forms of living, but you and your animals can all agree that Donnie was a piece of dirt and was only safe because of Yunjin.

After her small pit stop, Yunjin continued her way to you by the time she reached you, and you managed to set the buckets down. Lifting you up into the air, arms around your waist, while your legs wrapped around her mid-section and arms resting comfortably on her shoulders.

"Hi, baby." Yunjin greeted, her head thrown back to get a good view of your face. Between the two of you, Yunjin was the taller one, but your strength made up for the lack of height. "Hello, darling. How's your day been?"

"Great, now that I get to see you."

You rolled your eyes at the sappy line, but you loved it nonetheless. "And the animals?" Everyone on the ranch had their two sets of animals to attend to. You took care of the cows and goats while Yunjin took care of the pigs and chickens.

"Not too bad. I fed the chickens and gathered the eggs, I just had to refill the pigs water bucket. But, I'm free now. Oh, before I forget, Kazuha took care of the horses and sheep already. She's just waiting on us inside." Kazuha, Yunjin's best friend from high school. She worked at the ranch, too. She loved animals, especially horses, so you and Yunjin often gave her tasks regarding the horses. The sheep were just an extra task to make every person's chore equal.

Kazuha was a great worker and a great friend. It wasn't hard to be around her. You actually enjoyed her company when you needed some extra strength when it came to the heavy lifting. Kazuha had no problem with it due to the benefits she gained from the physical work, such as the muscles. In Kazuha words, the muscles helps her, "get bitches." You didn't even try to deny her statement, seeing first hand how Yunjin had to save Kazuha from a crowd of girls at the club one night.

You and Yunjin exchanged smiles, "Why don't you go inside and join her. I'll feed the cows and lock everything up." Yunjin was going oppose. You knew that. Pressing your lips against hers, enjoying each other's presence before having to separate once again. "Go, you've already done so much today."

Staring into her eyes, hypnotizing you to never let go. "Are you sure?" You leaned closer, inches away from her face. "Positive. Now go shower, eat and relax, I'll be with you soon." She sighed but pursued, she gave you a small goodbye kiss before taking her leave.

The house wasn't that far from the ranch, less than a mile. It was a good walking distance that the truck wasn't needed most of the time. It was also a good distance from the stench of the ranch. A heavy breath escaped your lips and watched as Yunjin got further and further away from you.

You picked the buckets back up to resume your task, once you tackle this chore you'll be halfway done for the day. You continued your way to the cow barn, Yunjin on your mind.

You placed the handle of the bucket on the hook that stuck out of the small wooden fence and took a step back. Whistling to call the newly addition to the ranch, a small calf came running, stopping right before it could roughly collide head first into the fence. You took the time to carefully guide it to drink properly. It wasn't long until the calf was done.

Turning 180, another calf stared at you, more specifically the filled bucket in your hand. It was stuck behind its own fence, so there was no way for it to come running towards you. Though this calf looked innocent, you were no fool. That sucker is a maniac. You slowly approached the other calf, "Patience, boy."

It was a warning, but you had an inkling that the young calf wouldn't listen. You placed your hand on his head, petting him slightly. Instinctively pulling the bucket away when he tried to launch his head to get a slip of the liquid inside.

"What did I say. Wait, and then you'll get your milk."

He let out a small huff. You looked at his mama, who laid in the hay. She stared at you as of saying, "He's your problem right now." You scoffed for being the person to take care of all these animals. They were pretty sassy to you. "No respect from you animals." A collective moo rang through the barn, rolling your eyes. You knew that you won't be winning against these cows anytime soon.

Back to the job at hand, you hooked the bucket, and instantly, the calf shoved his entire head into the bucket, "God Damn it, Butters!" The milk went all the way up to his ears. You were sure half of the milk spilled onto the ground. Butters brought his head to the surface to blow out the milk from his nose before shoving his head back in.

You waited for him to be done and quickly grabbed the bucket before he could knock it down due to the lack of milk. Even baby animals have their temper tantrums when they don't get what they want. You grabbed the other bucket across and left, yelling an apology to the mama when her child began to whine and stomp.

It didn't take long to lock up everything else on the ranch, but all you needed to do was get Donnie and Daisy back to their nest by the pond. The ranch originally didn't have a pond. It had to be custom made by you and Kazuha' sister, Sakura, who also happens to be the owner of a construction company.

There was a swamp near the horses, but Yunjin didn't want the ducks to fight off any predators that may linger in the murkey water. So, she made sure to have a metal gate installed to separate the swamp from the ranch. No predators could come in, and none of the animals can escape, there hasn't been any incidents so far, but you never know.

You walked around the ranch searching for the duck duo. You haven't seen them since you were with Yunjin, and that was 30 minutes ago. You weren't too worried as they never went too far from where you or Yunjin could be. But, you couldn't let them be wandering on their own at night.

"Donnie!" No answer, and usually that little shit always answered. "Daisy!" You didn't hear anything for a while, but you kept going. It felt like you were walking endlessly. You checked the cows, the pigs, the sheeps and the chickens. But, there was one place you didn't check yet. The horses stables were usually secured after Kazuha was done with them, so you didn't really see the need to check whether they were locked in their stalls.

However, you still needed to check if Donnie and Daisy were anywhere near the horses, nothing. You didn't see them even as you circled around the barn. You were about to call Kazuha for help, but a distance quack reached your ears. Then came more, there was loud noises that consisted of water being thrashed around and wings flapping.

Following the sound, it began to get louder and louder. Worry settled in when you realized you were heading towards the swamp. The heavy pounding in your chest was making it harder for you to focus. What you saw was not a sight for sore eyes, Daisy was quacking at the swamp, her wings flapping rapidly but wasn't going anywhere. You viewed in onto what she was alarming at that's when you saw an alligator snap its jaws at Donnie, but the bird dodged the attack by flying backward.

You didn't understand why they just didn't run or fly away from the alligator, but knowing Donnie, he was probably too prideful to run. He got that from his mother. You didn't dare to cross the fence. The birds had a better chance of escaping the dangerous situation than you. One, they could fly away, and you couldn't. It was also known that alligators could run and that you would rather not take your chances of outrunning an alligator.

"Yah! Donnie! Daisy! Run! Fly! Whatever just get the fuck away from that bitch!"

At this point, it was no use. The dumbass duo weren't gonna run or fly or use anything to get away from the apex predator. You considered leaving and letting the alligator do its business, but guilt smacked you right in the face and told you to stay.

These were Yunjin's children for sakes. If she lost them, there was no doubt that she would be devastated. And you couldn't have that. You always did your best to make sure Yunjin was happy and well in nearly every state that existed, from mental to physical. Isn't that what you're supposed to do for the love of your life? To do whatever it takes to make sure that they lived a life , happiness, and love.

That was your definition of love, at least.

Once the alligator got to close to Yunjin's children for your liking, so you did what any Florida born would do when anything, even if it's an apex predator, tries to take something of yours. You hopped the fence and tackled the alligator. It wasn't too large. At least 4 foot long, but its length didn't deodorize its strength.

You were on its back, arms locked around its neck with your legs gripping its middle. The chances of you making it out alive were 5 to 10. You gave yourself some credit. You had the strength of a horse from the amount of labor you've done around the ranch. You were willing to take the odds of winning this fight.

The alligator tried its best to wiggle you off but couldn't. You did your best not to let it drag you into the water. A painful scream left your lips when a sharp feeling pierced your left shoulder. You didn't know how long you've been fighting for, but you couldn't hold out for much longer.

You grunted as the alligator continued to flick his body around, you were trying to think of ways to get out of this situation but it hard considering you had to use your strength and brain at the same time. A loud bang rang through the ranch. In shock, your head snapped up, and grip loosened.

It seems the alligator took its time to get away. It threw you off its back and crawled into the swamp. But, unfortunately, for the alligator, a couple more shots were fired, and every single one struck the alligator. The reptile's body began to slowly sink into the water, disappearing from your sight. You picked yourself up, ran, and hopped the fence, putting as much distance between you and the swamp that apparently held alligators. You didn't even notice the ducks following you due to your tunnel vision.

You looked at your two heroes, scandalized. "Did you know there were alligators in that swamp!? I didn't know!? Did you know?!" You were full on panicking, you just wrestled an fuckin alligator, what the hell were you thinking?

Kazuha stepped out of the truck from the driver's side. Yunjin lowered her gun when she realized the alligator wasn't coming back. They both stared at you for a good moment, watching you gather your thoughts in a non-calm collective way. When you managed to catch your breath, grunting when you felt a body collide with yours.

"You fuckin idiot! You could have died!"

While Yunjin was yelling her head off, Kazuha took the time to gather the ducks and put them in the truck. When Yunjin was done, you both had a staring contest, neither knew what to say. One of you was a dumbass and the other loved the said dumbass. Yunjin did what she knew best, she gather you in her arms and squeezed you tight. Choking back a sob when she realized that she could've lost you completely.

But, you were safe and alive and....stupid.

Yunjin didn't speak a word to you after pulling away, but she definitely kept you close. She guided you to the truck where Kazuha was waiting with a first aid kit. Wordlessly, the two patched you up. There was minimum blood leaking out of your wound, but they did their best to stop the bleeding for the meantime. The only things that could be heard were the wind blowing and the ducks shuffling in the front seat here and there.

Kazuha patted your head once she was done, "We still have to take you to the hospital to get it looked it. Thankfully, it doesn't look like a bite, more so of a scratch. But, the amount of dirty that has entered the wound needs to be cleaned properly to prevent an infection." You nod, giving a thankful smile. Yunjin joined you in the backseat as Kazuha hopped in the front.

The Japanese's knowledge of your wound wasn't surprising. Her dad was a nurse, so he must've taught her some things growing up. Yunjin laced her fingers with yours, still giving you the silent treatment, but you didn't push her to talk to you. You were just glad that she didn't push you away. You tucked your head into her neck. The scent of apple wood entered your nose. It was your favorite, and Yunjin knew that.

You lifted your head slightly, and your lips inches away from her ear. "I'm never going to leave, I promised you that day that nothing would take me for you. I would fight with every bit of my strength to come back home to you." Yunjin looked at you, tears in her eyes. She caressed your jaw with her thumb, connecting her lips with yours.

"I'll protect you with all my heart, but I need you to keep fighting so that I can come to your rescue. I love you, Y/n. I'll kill anything that tries to take you away from me."

Two promises were sealed that day, and the keepers were determined to uphold those promises until death.

[darylthekidd]

i don't care much for dogs

pairing: aizawa shouta x puppy girl!reader

summary: shou never thought that he'd be up for adopting a dog. they were clingy, hyper, dumb, and gross. or so he thought.

warnings:

this had to be a joke, right? the one time eraserhead steps away from his patrol for the night, he's gotta be the hero again. well, according to himself anyway.

you were just chilling, huddled into your dingy, makeshift bed that you had long outgrown. here in the Tourism Sector of the city. you must've been dodged by a previous caretaker.

not that shouta was looking, but he noticed how you looked. your adorable ears, hidden poorly in your sparkly, dewy fro. you had on simple tops and bottoms but he wondered if that shake was real. your small, chubby self just perched so cutely, he didn't like dogs but he would tolerate them for you.

as he took a step to try and wake you, he heard a meek growl sound from you. had you been awake this whole time? you must be a light sleeper.

"m'not drunk 'n' m'not going back to the hold. not with you." the girl mumbled, shouta just bent down a little to see her a bit more. he was treated to the smell of dog mixed with a fading perfume. it was a strange smell.

"hey. i'm eraserhead. can you tell me if you're alright?"

you peaked up at him, your nose all ashy and twitchy. dehydration. "if you come any closer, i'll rip your heart out through your chest. stay back. what do you want?"

the whiplash?!?

shouta just fought the urge to be irritated by some random pup being rude. this dog probably had ran away rather than be dumped if the way she watched him was any sign.

"are you alright?"

"yea, m'fine. do i need'ta move?"

the way your cheeks seemed to fluff out as you glared at him sent flutters into his throat. you were kinda cute. if he had any say in it, he would've offered to become a very temporary caretaker for you. he still wasn't too much of a fan of dogs.

shouta shook his head, "nah, as long as you're okay. i'm a hero and i want to help."

she lowered her body back down, still keeping her eyes trained on shouta's silhouette through the dark.

"i'm trying to stay on the low. i'm running from a big hero corporation. thanks but no thanks."

he was right. "okay. i'm gonna go then. make sure you stay safe out here."

he wasn't sure why he said that, but as he left the cute, little, floppy-eared hybrid as per her request, he felt differently than he had maybe a few minutes ago.

if he's being honest, he would've forgotten all about that random late night interaction. in fact he did. that was until he saw her again during his mission. she was out, but he suspected that the bloody tears in her skin were from tranquilizers. if she was any bit as fierce as she was when he first saw her, she probably gave the kidnappers hell right back, if not worse.

"okay, you watch her while i go get the boss. careful, she bites. fat bitch."

"she is chubby and she is a female dog. that's literally what you're saying. or do you mean it as an insult?"

the goon just smacked his lips, aggressively sighing while throwing his arms up. "dude. stop bringing your weird ass simp feminism bullshit up. literally nobody cares, it was just a joke, bro."

shouta wanted to punch his lights out, but he was undercover as a neutral party investor. he couldn't let them see him fight. so he just nodded and let the subject fall for the moment.

"sure.. i don't care."

"if she wakes up or even looks like she's getting ready to move-" the goon pointed to the tranquilizer darts and gun sat on a window sill behind shouta's head, "-shoot her with that. it's the only way we can safely show her to folks. she usually just tries to scratch off people's faces. we wouldn't want your face ruined since you're such a good investor, mr. mooney."

as soon as the greasy asshole left, shouta stretched and got relaxed on the only clean couch. if it took as long to find and get the ringleader to see him as it usually did, shou was going to just catch some sleep.

"eraserhead? you're here, too?"

shouta's eyes shot to see the short, dog hybrid sitting up. he hadn’t notice before but while her eyes were wrapped, her cute, little, floppy ears still poked through her now unkempt hair.

"yea. i'm undercover. i need you to not expose me, please."

"ow! what the fuck?"

before he could ask her anything, in the way she cradled in to herself, shouta could just barely see a blackened burn. a branding, probably. not a great sign, but not as bad as it could be.

"they fucking burned me." tears streamed down her face, "and i fucking hurt everywhere. oww..."

ok, so the situation is worsening. "i promise my colleagues and i will help you out, but i need you to be quiet."

"...do you need to put me out again? if they find out i'm up, they won't be so easy with you. i can take it, but i don't know what you do as a hero so i'm not so sure how much you can take."

"no need to worry. just trust me. okay?"

[sery-chan-13]

Letters and Poems in the Drawer

Ch.9 of “My Sunshine” [TreechxReader]

Ok, so most of these are super cute and sweet. Some can be interpreted as a bit… lewd in a way. And I guess they kind of are? So I guess;

Warnings: some mildly risqué poems. And Treech being a simp-

The boy I shouldn't miss

Because he was never mine. But I can't stop myself from imagining myself in his strong arms. Wearing the stupid hat he wears everyday cause I stole it. Can't stop my stupid lovesick thoughts of kissing him soon as he steps off that damn train. He's the boy I shouldn't miss, but I do. He's the boy I shouldn't be writing poetry about, but I do. He's the boy I shouldn't love, but I do.

———

I love like a dog. Not the cute puppy way, with eyes that plead for you to love me... but in the mutt way. Begging for even a scrap. Loyal to the bitter end. I love like a dog. Staying even when I know there's nothing but hurt ahead, I'll lay in my bed without so much as a whimper, hopin' you'll look at me with the scrap of love I beg for. I love like a dog.

Treech softly played with the corner of the paper and considered burning the piece, something about how vulnerable the piece was. He glared at the paper, as if it was the paper’s fault he wrote all that. He put his head in his hands, and remembered how much you loved reading poetry. Especially the poetry that gave off so many feelings. He softly put it into the drawer.

——

Dear Treech,

You are not going to believe the audacity of this man. I mean, he's always been an asshole, but it pissed me off today. Festus Creed has been a pain in my ass since I moved here. He's always poked fun at me for being district, but I never paid him mind. Suddenly, I'm back in the class after summer break and he's flirting with me!!! Can you believe it, I mean seriously. Does he think I'm dumb? He plays with my hair in class and passes me notes I don't read. His hand writing and spelling are absolutely atrocious, so I wouldn't even be able to read it even if I wanted to. Anyway, I hope your day was great. Mine was. I got to punch Festus Creed in the face. It was during stage hitting practice, and I took the opportunity. I mean I started the waterworks and they all fell for it. Even Creed. I think Dean Highbottom knows... but he likes me, says I’m his favorite student, isn’t that silly? I mean with powers like these? Life is crazy.

Sincerely, your friend,

(N/N)

——-

There's a fine line between jealousy and obsession. I think I'm on the edge of it. I don't really know why. I mean I know you have friends. That doesn't bother me. It's... the way people look at you like they own you. Like you're already theirs. I might say that you're 'mine' but I know that you aren't something to own. I think... what upsets me the most is that you look like they've sucked any joy out of your life. You smile... but it's not real... I guess I'm just... I don't even know at this point.

Fuck

He scribbled on the page and groaned in frustration, upset that his words didn't string together the way they usually did. He crumpled it up and threw it in the small bin he had before sighing. He picked it out and smoothed the paper, folding it and placing it in the drawer.

——

Dear sweet sunshine,

I've been holding the necklace a lot more recently. I have it hidden usually. Firstly so it doesn't get damaged, and secondly because I don't want anyone to try and take it.

I look at it and wonder if you look at yours. You know, that ring was my grandfather's. My grandma gave it to him as a proposal. Isn't that so cool of her? Said she wasn't going to wait forever for him to propose and did it herself. Well, grandpa gave it to me because dad didn't want to have the ring. He said I was to give it to my special someone when the time came. And even though it definitely won't fit you, I think it's cute. I mean, I'll give you your ring back and maybe it will count as that. We were much too young to be thinking of all that, I still think no one deserves it more than you. When you come back I'm making sure it's perfect and shined up.

Much love,

Treech /\

         

——

Dearest Treech,

Yeah yeah it's the first time I actually use your name in one of these. Suck it up buttercup.

You won't believe what some kids tried to do today. I mean I know Capitol kids aren't the nicest, but this goes too far. With all the fine things they have, they tried to take my necklace! Some of them tried to stop the others. Like Pup Harrington. He ain't mean I guess... never says much but doesn't step in. Until today. Asked them why they wanted my necklace when they had nicer things. I mean I guess that was supposed to be insult? I don’t know. Hate Clemensia. She’s so mean. Said that it might be nicer, but mine was one of a kind. Coriolanus, his name is a mouth full, said she was acting no better than a district kid. Was it mean? Yeah. Insulting? Above else. But it made everyone stop. Sejanus scoffed a sarcastic sentence about us district kids acting better than the Capitol kids. I mean the teacher stood there! She didn’t do anything! I’m glad it’s my last year with her. Next year, we start the last four years of Academy.

Anyway, just needed to rant about them. Love you!

Sincerely,

(Y/N) ♡

——

I think about you. All the time. I try not to, you distract me. I mean, your dad makes so many public appearances, it’s hard not to stare at you on the screen. You’re gorgeous. So fucking pretty. Sometimes you talk, and your voice is so sweet… And I have to stop myself from thinking to much about it. I work alone most days, so I try not to get distracted. At night, when I’m alone in my room I can finally let my mind run and wander across everything. I mean it’s stupid. I sit at my desk and try to write but end up fantasizing about you and I. What kind of life would we have? Together, I mean.

——

There’s lots of things I’ve written I will avoid giving you. I don’t want you to know that I’ve been thinking about you in any way that might scare you off. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Love poems are one thing, no matter how embarrassing it is a guy like me writes them. The rest are thoughts and things I kept for fear of anyone reading them. If you asked me, I bet all it would take is one look from your pretty begging eyes, and I’d give in. Staring at the ceiling is pointless so I close my eyes and imagine you’re here with me.

——

Oh my darling, I will never find anyone as wonderful as you. The things I wrote poems about will come to fruition with you. You are now and have always been the subject of my poetry. You make me swoon, and my heart race. Your words are saccharine sweet when I hear them in my head. Butterflies flutter in my stomach and you made it easy to talk to you. I am completely comfortable around you I want to give you all of me all that I am…

You blushed writing the last lines, hiding your face in your hands. Was it even right thinking of him like this? Did he ever think of you like that? Were you both thinking of each other at the same time when your eyes flutter shut?

——

I’d beg till my voice goes hoarse, if you told me to

I’d drop everything, if you told me to

I’d fall to my knees in second, if you told me to

I’d take anything. All the pain, all the pleasure whatever it might be, if you told me to

I’d listen to every command, every wish, every fantasy, and make it come true. If you told me to.

Because I want to be just yours. All that to say I want to be yours. Your darling, your sweetheart, your beau, whatever you want to call me.

Your boy, only yours

How could I ever want anyone else?

Hehehe imagine simping that hard couldn’t be me anywayyyyy-

[jovenshires]

i did it, i read the whole thing in a day i'm not a sportsy gal, i have asthma, and was always bad playing whatever, also i'm not really competitive, so not usually a universe that calls me, you know. But we are spommy simps, what can I do. Also, big fan of your stories, and a fan of a rival to lovers trope. I just had to. Loved everything about it. At the end, i also got emotional over a bunch of fictional teens playing soccer. Coach Amanda? I'm here for it. Bonus that i'm contemplative because new years, 2024 i'll have some mor leadership responsabilities at work and i'm kinda not feeling myself so, yeah, spence, i feel you. The whole story put my mind in a good place. And I can barely wait for all the spin offs and all other stuff I know you will post as well. Like, you could share the charts mapping you said you had, and what was your thinking process behind some stuff like who as goind to be in each team and so on.

!!!!!!! this is SO so kind omg this made my whole day :')

i am no longer sporty so i totally understand you!!! im honestly shocked people read this at all LKNDFLKSNGKLNR but im honored yall did <3 thank you so, so, SO much. trust me i am emotional about the cheetahs at all times......... they are everything to me i love that dynamic. and yes im the same about all the responsibilities!!!! KALFNLKFNNR you know me so well - there's a prequel and two sequels planned ! (at least. idk where else we'll go but i Know those are in the works <3)

OH well if you insist..... @spencersagnew also asked me for this in a comment on ao3 so i suppose.... (i am dying to talk about it for the love of god). i will say if you're interested..... a lil edit might be dropping tonight that also says some of this stuff. IF you wanna wait for that. anywho all the info-dumping lore under the cut:

okay SO. i have all of the positions for the main two schools AND all the other schools charles/sorrow played. i will just post this for now but if you want other shit (ages and why i chose them, explanations on the positions, all the easter eggs, why i chose the school names, all the minor school MASCOTS bc the devil works hard but i work harder, etc. whatever you want i will never stop talking ab this fic) pls let me know.

ANYWAY. main cast:

and minor cast:

as for who went on what team - i built the Main Friend Groups first (spencer/damien/shayne/alex and tommy/keith/chanse), then built the cheetahs (bc i knew this was gonna be spencer's pov), and then the pirates!!

i knew i wanted shayne as like... spencer's confidant, his right hand man, etc. so he was the basis. and where shayne goes (and where my relationships/dynamics developed), damien goes. and alex was ORIGINALLY going to be the only person spencer could stand from the other team but. things got moved around and yk i love the games pod squad. so that was the core of that!!

after that, i also decided who i wanted to be in tommy's lil friend group. i Knew i wanted keith there - underrated duo tbqh. i also put him there as a parallel / equal to damien, the two who tried their best to bridge the teams together. keith is a Bitch but he's also a people person so he just made sense to me for the pirates. the pirates... i could only describe their energy as cunty. like they're all assholes in the opposite way of the cheetahs. the cheetahs are fight first ask questions later, and the pirates are gonna study you and then deconstruct all of your insecurities to cut you down. so very keith to me !

chanse was also included bc 1. that is his energy come on, and 2. he's. he's tommy but again. like joven is to tommy as tommy is to chanse. like obviously he's different but he's there to parallel that relationship. that's his best friend, his pseudo older brother, his mentor!! chanse is THE number one tommy bowe defender. period.

okay so onto the cheetahs. i knew i wanted to feature..... whatever patrick and jeremy have going on. i also thought they had pretty contrasting personalities to the four i was starting with. (jeremy in particular became... smth so personal. iwks!jeremy is his own entity. i am OBSESSED with him you guys have no idea. thats my lil best friend i wanna keep him on a shelf.) then i was like 'ykw they need. a third buddy who is so tired of their shit and yet has nowhere else to go.' my apologies to ify bc he has to suffer <3 he's so himbo trapped as the third wheel coded okay and someone has to be there for alex next year !

i started assigning positions next. and i decided i wanted spencer as a midfielder and he needed like. a partner. an equivalent. and i ended up going with brennan bc that just made so much sense to me. it needed to be someone spencer trusts, someone who he could communicate with in silence. brennan may be quiet but like he's a killer. i also just wanted some more people spencer's close with - like rock, who he's worked with like forever. rock is also just. the most sane insane person to me. like his sense of humor is fucking crazy but also if he thinks you're being dumb he WILL tell you to stfu.

tim also kind of falls into this 'people spencer gets along with' category, but honestly. this was pure selfishness. i just love tim. the bit where he didn't speak the entire time gave ME personally a really good chuckle. he's an icon and also as someone who played defense/goalie, i was biased choosing my defense/goalies. and i think tim is just such a good pick for goalie there i said it thats my guy. marcus however was pure selfishness. i needed a silly lil freshman. i chose my bud marcus. he's one of my fave Background characters in this fic because everyone's like "well........... after what happened Last Year.........." and marcus is like haha! so true! what happened :) like there's not a clue in his fucking head he just loves his captain and i love HIM for that

and then the pirates were a combo of Who Was Left and who i wanted to feature. i liked this idea of aguilar as a mythic mean bitch who's always lurking. garrett of course had to get a shoutout (my beloved goalie <3<3<3 imagine how HE FEELS letting in that final goal rn huh). and shoutout to all the guys i didn't really cover but who i think about all the time - luke being a dry humored asshole, duran banging his head against the wall, josh and peter So Scared of the atmosphere but happy to be a part of something. i love them all their dynamic is also funny to me in my brain where it lives <3

ty so so much for giving me an excuse to lore dump i adore you <3<3<3

[bamboobrat]

succession s4 e3 recap: i just called to say are you a cunt? 2/2

part 1

how are we dealing so far? personally, i am not.

tom calls his boyfriend with the news of logan's death, which turns out to be a huge mistake because greg is a dipshit with no poker face and a simp for journalist ass.

guys, i even feel bad for tom. wtf is this episode.

roman is still in denial.

the genius of the writers confirmed: i spent ages wondering if it was real myself, since we never really saw logan and it felt unreal. so thanks for the torture, i guess.

just as the kids receive news they have stopped doing compressions, the ship leaves the dock.

stress level: uncut gems.

hugo is here.

if i saw this man on the worst day of my life i would jump ship.

he informs the sibs that the board is drafting a statement and the reactions are who tf asked.

we see a shift from grief to strategy. new leadership means they need to position themselves.

tom wants people to know he was with logan as he died. karl, gerri and frank need their name on the statement. and although the healthy thing probably would be to grieve in peace, the kids need to stake their claim too.

calling a confrontation in a karaoke bar a family function is controlling the narrative. words are just complicated airflow.

this screenshot is just in here because it has gerri in it.

roman continues his denial tour, this time featuring gerri.

bla bla bla the marked bla bla bla stock prices bla bla shiv casually suggests they leave the plane in the air for a while because of business.

shoot logan into deep space for all i care.

inside you there are two wolves: one who cares about legacy and one that is suicidal.

in this scenario, i would be connor:

actually, i'm shiv, turns out:)))

i'm sure the mommy issues comes as a surprise to no one.

kendall is on the funeral planning commitee.

"funeral off the rack" was the alt title of this week's recap.

and then, just as roman has pointed out they can just be children who have lost their fathers, who need to grieve, rumors of logan's health leak.

fucking greg.

i'm always here for a good sibling huddle.

how "inspirational quote on a boomer facebook group" of them to believe they are actually needed at waystay.

don't stop believing and all that.

i repeat, don't stop believing:

you go, gerri, give him nothing!!!!:(

the way she looked so concerned for them when she entered the room:(( but then he acted like an asshole:((( and now everything is horrible:((((

WE ARE LOSING THE LESBIANS!

DOSE OF FANFIC NEEDED, STAT!

help

help!!!

indeed. how will i ever survive the six days leading up to the next episode?

(it's fanfiction, the answer is fanfiction)

i know that hugo referred to the journos when he said he had briefed "their friendliest" but i like to believe he's talking about shiv.

guys, i'm so drained.

more business. logan is the stock price. anthropomorphic shit that would probably mean something if i cared enough to focus on logan rn.

HUG!!!!!

at this point, it seems impossible that these three will turn on each other, but a lot can happen in seven episodes.

roman's adhd brain needs visual conformation.

this is very important, says woman who forgets the produce if it's at the back of the fridge.

connor wins this episode.

he got his way: statue of liberty, weirdly patriotic band, no cake.

the healthiest relationship in this show is the one that is openly transactional.

speaking of transactional relationships: shiv goes home with tom under the pretense that he has to explain to her the details of what happened on the plane.

what are we thinking? is there hope? (of course not) do we care? (i do, i do a little)

we end on kendall alone and the siblings separated. bad omen.

"i'll be broken when you die"

we await an unpredictable road ahead, friends. buckle up, fuckleheads.

part 1

[kimbapkimbapp]

Bkdk short fic!

Summary?

They're both idiots in love who are both lost siblings and an old marriage. And class A loves to tease them (also, sassy deku)

This happens after the war, in the second-third year (does it matter lol) and yeah Katsuki and Izuku get, along?? (They really do seriously it's just teasing each other) and Katsuki calls him Izuku already. Anyways!

—Kacchan come on! You can watch it on your TV!! —Yelled an angry Izuku.

—I don't fucking care! I want a bigger screen!

—You literally have one TV stop being a jerk!

—Hah?! And so do you!

—I don't have that channel in my TV!

—Not my fucking problem!

—You're!…ugh! —He yelled in exasperation.

Surrounding them class A didn't really know if they should run away from those two or to laugh about the situation.

Of course they chose the second one.

—Yo bro why are these two fighting again? —Asked Kaminari to Kirishima while laughing.

—I don't know man, I think they both wanna see something on the TV.

—They literally are like siblings. —Said Sero.

—Me being siblings with this stupid idiot! He wish! —Shouted Katsuki.

—I would throw a microwave at you! —Answered Midoriya.

—Fucking try, you bitch!

—Are you sure you're not secret brothers or something? —Said Sero again.

—Shut up! —Both yelled in response.

—I would die before being brothers with this asshole! —Said Katsuki.

—And to think they were making progress… —Was what the class president could say about the situation.

—At least I don't prefer to watch a cooking show before an exclusive interview of the best heroes of the USA!

—Don't act like you don't like that fucking show! You All Might wannabe!

—...Still!

Class couldn't help to break a laugh. They really couldn't help it when it came to that duo, who were a perfect mix between siblings that argue for literally nothing and besties that finish each other's sentences.

—Kacchan, could you just be NICE for once and watch it in your room?

—Why do I have to be the one that goes to his room!

—Because I don't have that channel on my TV!

—Watch it on the phone then!

—It's not the same Kacchan and you know it!

—Hah?! That's why I'm gonna watch it on this gigantic TV!

—No you're not going to!

—Hell I am!

—Not if I catch the controller first!

As soon as Izuku finished saying that they both runned for their lives to the desk where it was supposed to be the controller.

But soon they realized that it wasn't there but on Jirou's hand, who was watching a random concert.

—Jirou-san!

—Ears!

—Gimme the controller! —Both yelled at the same time.

—Uh…no? —Said Jirou totally unbothered by the situation.

—Please! I'll let you finish whatever that is!

—Fucking no! Give it to me!

—Uh… First, I'm not ears. Second, this is actually boring me so here you go Midoriya. —She said while throwing the controller to him.

—What! Why him?!

—Because he doesn't call me ears and I wanna see you mad. Besides, Midoriya would kill you if you don't let him see his hero stuff, so you're welcome.— Said while walking away.

—You're a fucking asshole!

—Cry about it! —She said while hiding a little laugh.

—Jirou is a queen... —Said Kaminari.

—Shut up, you simp! And give me that, fucking Izuku!

—No! —Midoriya said while holding it close to his chest.

—Gimme that!! —Yelled Katsuki while grabbing his face as Midoriya tried his best to pull him away.

Then he had an idea and not much later than that, the blackwhip was tying Katsuki.

—Don't you mghf!!! —Bakugou lost the ability to talk when the blackwhip tied his mouth and both his legs and hands, and all he could do was squirm like a worm.

—You could've watched your programme! But now you're not going to for being a jerk! —Said Midoriya. He was not going to untie him fearing that he would take away the remote from him.

—Rule number 1, never interpose between Midobro and Hero stuff. —Said Kirishima while laughing.

—What Kacchan? You're not saying anything? —Kaminari teased him.

The truth was that yeah Bakugou was tied, but he could still make explosions. And no matter how much Aizawa prohibited him from doing that after he 'accidentally' burned one chair, he would do it if Kaminari didn't shut up.

Fortunately for both Kirishima and Kaminari, both knew that if they didn't stop, they would probably be killed, so they left the common room while inevitably laughing.

Midoriya on the other hand, calmy switched the channel to the one with the USA hero programme, while Bakugou didn't stop squirming and casually ...yelling? If it can be considered that.

It was basically their dynamic. Getting mad for the stupidest reasons, fighting a bit and then making up like the lost siblings they were.

They both liked that to be honest. They were kind of opposites, but at the same time they were so similar, reason why they got along so well (and sometimes so not). But they both liked it and felt incredibly comfortable with each other.

Izuku wasn't afraid of interacting with Katsuki like he had been in the past, Katsuki wasn't afraid of showing a little bit of his emotions to Izuku. They were improving, time to time. But at the end of the day, both cared a lot for each other and loved spending time together.

The class also knew that they were really transparent with their actions but not that much with words. They were like brothers, yeah, but some of them also realized that Bakugou and Midoriya were more like an old marriage, which was kind of cute.

Eventually, Bakugou became calmer (he would never recognize it, but he also liked the programme). And because of that Midoriya untied him.

—It was about time, bastard.

—We can still watch that cooking show if you want to. —Responded Izuku.

—Nah, this is not that bad.

—I knew you would like it! —Said Midoriya with a big grin on his face.

—Shut up idiot!

Midoriya immediately got closer and leaned his head on Bakugou's shoulder.

—Uh… Izuku?

—Wha?

—Isn't this a little bit gay? —Bakugou asked, pointing out the situation.

—No? Why would it be?

—Because you're leaning your head on my shoulder?

—And? How 's that gay?

—Whatever, at least you're not on my lap.

Immediately after saying that, Izuku leaned his head on his lap to tease Katsuki.

—Move idiot!

—Nop.

—You're an annoying bitch you know.

—And why are you caressing my hair? —He said while Bakugou touched his curls.

—That's not fucking weird! —He replied as he stopped.

—Kacchan, don't be dumb, do whatever you want to, it's not gay. Besides, it's nice when people touch my hair.

But why then Bakugou felt butterflies whenever Midoriya was touching him? Why did it felt so good to have Midoriya's breath on his thighs? Why was it so easy to get his hands lost in his hair?

Bakugou didn't have an answer, so he preferred watching the programme while ignoring the heartbeats that were growing louder.

Yo! I wrote this shitty thing at midnight so don't rlly judge it lol

ALSO English is not my first language

[blackstarchanx3new]

FSR Rambles revenge of the sixth

The titles are dumb.

I'm dumb.

We're all dumb and reading my cringey gay fan comic for a book that has completely taken over my life.

What are any of us doing here.

I don't even like starwars.

This chapter takes place during the "The Fall of Hyrule Castle" chapter aka chapter 2 of the manga.

And yeah there will be quite a few of these and I'll specify where they take place in the break downs. (I try to make it obvious in the comic itself but ya never know.)

Shadow is rambling evil little nonsense and gets dragged to the hell dimension which will look very familiar to us...

This is Dark Link's crib where he lives with all his Links hot chicks Does literally anybody get that reference lmfao.

Also where the four heroes are trapped for 7 years. Well when they stopped being disembodied voices anyway.

Vaati drags Shadow here though to talk.

Shadow's just a cutie pie that wants to please the dude Ganon's no doubt been hyping up as a good alley lmao.

So that's why he recognized the ol wind mage. He saw his divine face before. Vaati's been shown to having shapeshifting magic so I found it fitting he could just...Look like his old disguise.

With the context for this line given: Makes you wonder what else Shadow knows lol.

Vaati being a mentor figure is smth I've always kinda seen him as. I noticed after skimming Vaati's scenes in minishcap Still haven't fully READ it but holy shit there's so many interesting things that link back to FSA....Like uh...How Minish cap Link MAKES THE FOUR SWORD.

I noticed they basically share all their abilities. So I head cannoned Vaati taught him things.

I like Vaati as a pathetic simp who is also a terrible abusive father. COPE. HE'S MY VAATI I DO WHAT I WANT WITH HIM.

Since I've spoiled Hero's shade showing up at some point Woops if you haven't seen any of his art lmfao this also mirrors how he teaches Twilight Princess Link things.

Baby wanted to impress his new dad but new dad is a fan of tough parenting. Vaati sets his expectations high from the get go.

Again: Shadow recognized this attack because Vaati freakin' taught him it. X'D

Fool him once, shame on him. Fool him twice, now Vaati you're just an asshole-

Smth you might notice if you've read the manga a million times:

He blows the four heroes away EASILY but can't get Vaati to budge.

Vaati is powerful lmao not Shadow being weak. XD

Vaati also links his disappointment to physical pain.

Vaati just showing off his power while also making thin threats. A blatant display of who's more powerful, he reenforces Shadow's fear of the light.

Haha. The wording here might ring a bell if you know specific lines from the manga.

Who the hell made Shadow feel worthless before?

Vaati. The answer is Vaati lmfao. Ganon probs too but he's being ignored rn cause I'm unsure if I even wanna touch him tbh.

Vaati's advice comes in handy here actually in more ways than one:

Shadow could shift into one of the heroes, and cause problem.

Shift into Link and cause issues for them.

Also Vaati mentions nobody trusting Shadow how he is.

Ties back into how he shifts into Vio later in the actual manga hah.

Again Vaati veils his and Ganon's disappointment as something to fear, but gives Shadow a small reward of physical affection.

Shadow Link imo obviously craves physical affection so Vaati giving it here is just to keep him on the line of behaving how they want him too.

Shadow can't tell he's being yanked along oof.

Vaati makes his relationship with Shadow clear: Keep in my good graces, I will reward you. Make me angry or disapointed and I will hurt you.

Shadow likes to think he has SOME amount of superiority over Vaati, that they're at least equals but Vaati ain't interested in that.

Hahahha. So much for that plan buddy.

Shadow's eyes were red the entire scene because he's a demon.

I don't got a lot to add to these pages cause they're pretty self explanatory. XD

[cyberp-1-nk]

Okay...I have a request for Keiran and Idk why i'm jumping head first into this but I literally cannot get this out of my head! I have pinpointed the relationship between Anni and Keiran and it is hatred. Lustful hatred...its uhh unique.

But Anni has an interaction with Keiran and pretty much its Anni trying to fight Keiran but Keiran isn't even bothering to participate in the fight. He's just blocking and dodging her attacks while talking down to her and saying things like "Oh love, you're so pathetic that your adorable~" and its not in a loving affectionate way, its straight condescending and insulting.

So in the middle of it all Keiran catches Anni's arm and pulls her in. He just aggressively starts to make out with her and even bites her lips, drawing some blood. It can go on from there, either him continuing to patronize her or it could go further....Kerian definitely hatefucks and he does so roughly...that's what I'll say about that-

(I understand that Keiran is new and I myself am figuring out how to write him so if you need ideas or help them please ask! And if this is too much then no pressure. Delete this if you'd like!)

[ Hate sex - Simp Party ]

Warnings; Hate sex, slight blood, angst if you squint....

Tags; @insane-horror-movie-addict

A/N; No words..

Word count; 1,890

Yet another fight has sparked up between the two.

Keiran simply rolled his eyes and as Anni advanced on him, throwing a punch at his right shoulder, which he easily blocked. While her arm was extended from the punch, he used his angle to bring his left leg to land a kick to her side. Anni was caught off guard for a split second as the blow knocked her back, but quickly recovered. He caught her eyes as she squared up for another attack, which he easily doged. Her eyes were sharp, dangerous even. Her brown irises caught the light of the setting sun, causing them to flash threateningly. He paced slightly as he studied her. She felt like prey being stalked by a wild cat, every movement of hers charted, analyzed, and worked into how best to take her out. She must say, evenshe was scared of this predator. Luckily, she often found herself in his 'good' graces, and for some reason, Keiran had usually only dodged her attacks. She finally understood how Kerian looked to his enemies. And it was almost terrifying.

Anni rounded on him again, getting low to the ground, seemingly to sweep Keiran's feet out from under him. He backed up quickly, as Anni aimed another kick for his shoulders. She had planned on knocking him over and pinning him that way, but of course nothing is that easy with Keiran.

Anni realized he was faking her out just a second too late.

Keiran caught her leg as she kicked, using the awkwardly balanced form of a ruined kick to throw my body to the ground chest first. She hit the dirt hard. Dust filled my mouth and eyes, but when she tried to cough, nothing happened. Panic rose in my stomach as she realized no oxygen was entering her body. The wind had been knocked from her lungs when that asshole threw her. And now she couldn’t breathe. Tears began to stream down her face and her desperate hands flew to my throat. The sound of dry gasps filled her ears, only worsening her alarm. Anni knew she wasn’t going to suffocate, but that knowledge did nothing to help her paralyzed lungs start working again.

A strong hand grabbed her shoulder and flipped me onto her back as she continued trying to inflate her stupid fucking lungs. Keiran stared down at me with concern, bright in his eyes surprisingly. He cared about her, but he would never tell her that. He patted her back to get lungs going, and stopped when she started to pant. Right as she was about to say something cocky about him actually caring about her, he stopped her.

Blood dripped from Anni's lip to her chin and stained her shirt with how hard he had smashed his lips against hers, and how hard his teeth tugged at them. When he pulled away momentarily, there had been so much blood. Her blood smeared across her teeth, her brown hair falling over her forehead, he looked into her eyes, feeling lust run through his veins for the first time since before he had had her pinned.

Keiran snickered as she squirmed under him, her eyes begging for him to touch her in any way. He was ruining her, and she was secretly loving it as much as him. He stripped his shirt off, exposing his pale skin glistening with sweat under the light. “Oh love, you're so pathetic that it's adorable~” He spat with a crooked smile on his lips, pressing his kneeling legs against the back of her thighs. His fingers made their way down to his pants, slowly undoing and unzipping them as a tease for her despite the obvious outline of his bulge. First down were his pants; a wet spot in his underwear made her clench. Next came down his boxers and of course, the man she'd been fantasizing about had a huge dick—long and girthy, curving up and to the left, slit dripping with white. Anni bit her bloodied lip at the sight of it, praying that it would be inside her at some point. His arm curved around her leg and trapped it against his body as he gripped the base of his shaft. He hovered above her supporting his weight with his other arm, and began tugging at his length, his tip sometimes brushing against her stomach and causing her to whimper in desperation.

“You don’t know what you do to me, you bitch,” he groaned between ragged breaths. “It was hard being patient, but—Mm—This is so worth the wait.” They both stayed like that for a moment, Keiran stroking himself above her while she watched with hungry eyes that were impossible to ignore.

This was gonna be a very long night..

— — —

The pit of anger in Anni's stomach can’t even begin to match the puddle of lust between her legs. She groans his name because he is making her feel so damn good but she know as soon as it’s over, the anger will creep up on you.

He pants as he fucks into her, sweat making his hair cling to his skin. Keiran knows he’s being selfish, showing up at her door and purposely picking a fight. He knows that when he flashes a smile, eyes teasing and tongue between his lips, that she’ll never say no to him. He knows it’s not fair, especially when she hates his guts and she just almost kicked his ass. But that doesn’t stop him.

Keiran likes the way her nails dig into his biceps as he holds himself aloft above her. He likes the way her hips tilts upwards, desperate for more of the feeling he’s giving her. He loves the fact that Anni knows she shouldn’t be doing this but she does it anyway, just because in the moment, it feels good.

That’s when his mouth starts running and adds spice to what is already taboo.

“I fuck you better than anybody, don’t I?” Keiran starts, selfishness in overdrive. “I know your body better than everybody else. I bet none of them likes to hurt you, they don't like to manhandle you, but you’ll take everything from me, won’t you?”

Anni moans as his words only add fuel to her hatred for him but also makes her even more wet than she already is. “Fuck off,” she cursed weakly.

His hand wraps around your jaw, prying it open. “Open your mouth.”

You whimper and do as he asks, wincing as he bites her lip, and draws blood again.

Anger follows the dribbling blood as she takes everything he deigns to give Anni into her body. His hips haven’t let up, still pushing against hers, still driving her towards an orgasm she'd rather not see. Because then once again he’s made her see stars and the black stain that is her weakness.

“Say you love it. Say you fucking love when I bite you.” Keiran growls. His cock is practically twitching inside of her at the sight of her doing exactly what he wants. Keiran wants nothing more than to fuck her again and again. And since he can’t have her the way that he wants, then he’ll have her the way that she wants it: dirty, taboo and mean. Because the minute he’d open his heart to her is the minute she'd rip your own right out of her chest, if only to deny him the satisfaction of getting what he wants. Or at least that's what he thinks is gonna happen..

All that was left was a sadistic curve on his lips and lust clouded his eyes in a haze as deep as the ocean. His grip on her thighs strengthened as he pushed them to hrr chest while his thrusting intensified in speed and power; he was reaching places inside of her that had never been touched and it was driving her insane. She pulsed around him each time he buried his angry cock inside her. Uncontrollable moans escaped her lips when his hand traveled down to her needy clit and massaged it between his fingers.

“Ah, fuck, baby, you’re such a good little slut wanting me to come inside you.” He glared down at her with near-malicious intent. “Such a naughty girl, riding my cock like your life depends on it.”

Overcome with sensation, Anni rose a hand to her mouth and bit down hard, trying and failing to muffle her moans. “Don’t you— Ngh. Don’t you dare hide from me. You- want to be a good girl for me, d-on’t you,” he asked between hard thrusts and breathless groans, to which she nodded, afraid she wouldn’t be able to speak. “Then show me. Show me how much of a whore you are. Don’t hold back— Fuck!” From her lips spilled moans, swears, and curses directed at him that soon devolved into an incoherent mess of grunts and animalistic sounds.

Keiran drank up the sight as he ruined her, trying his best to burn her image into his brain. His eyes bounced around all over her body: from her drooling mouth that needed his cock in it, to her swaying breasts that followed his every move, to her delectable cunt that swallowed him whole with each thrust. He finally got to have his way with her..

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Stranger things season 4 thoughts during watching it:

BTW this involves me heavily cheering on some characters being killed. Specifically Brenner. And Jason

-Will made me cry so much with that moment right there

-Owens is iconic

-Eleven :((( my poor child

-Dude poor Nancy

-Gotta mention that Nancy didn't even see her dad when Vecna was trying to scare her

-mAX NO

-Eddie I love you so much

-Brenner, fuck you

-OWENS YOU ARE AWESOME

-If they kill Steve after telling us about what future he wants I'm gonna go feral

-Lumax is officially my OTP and I will die for them

-Im not gonna say who but... They're hot.

-Oh my God, Robin is adorable

-FUCK THAT HURTS, I'M SORRY ROBIN

-Kill Jason, Nancy. KILL HIM.

-Erica HIDE, PLEASE

-NANCY KILL HIM

-Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit

-Argyle my precious child

-ARGYLE OUT HERE SAVIN THE DAY

-If they kill Owens istg

-ELEVEN HIDE

-Eleven kill him already!!!!!!!!!!

-BRENNER DID THAT?!?!?!?!?!?

-KILL HIM KILL HIM KILL HIM

-TELL HIM OFF, EL!!!

-fuck you Brenner.

-GO, EL!!!!!!!

-YES HE IS THE MONSTER, GO EL

-KILL HIM! DO IT!

-Dammit

-Eddie you cutie

-Eddie and Dustin together 😭😭😭

-EDDIE IS GONNA DIE PROTECTING DUSTIN AND HES GONNA TELL HIM NEVER TO CHANGE ISNT HE

-Erica my beloved

-if they kill Robin or Steve I'm gonna quit on this damn show

-DONT LET ROBIN DIE DONT LET ROBIN DIE

-No what the fuck

-DID HE SERIOUSLY OUT THE COLLAR ON HER

-KILL HIM DONT LET HIM TOUCH THE BUTTON

-NO, OWENS NO

-YES

-DIE BRENNER DIE

-YES YES YES YES YES JUST IN TIME TO SAVE HER

-GO EL GO!

-Oh damn

-Welp. They're dead.

-Dont say you love her right now, please. Please, it will hurt Will so much.

-WILL AND ELEVEN BEING SUCH CLOSE SIBLINGS I LOVE IT

-He just can't stay dead, can he?

-No fuck you Brenner

-Very glad she didn't say she understood. Let him die knowing what he did.

-Knowing this show they're gonna have him miraculously survive and be back next season

-Hopefully that's one of the five deaths.

-If we lose Max, Lucas, or Erica I resign from life

-Hopper on the verge of tears while talking about it.. imma cry

-Not them being so dissapointed about getting a call they need

-Why does Steve look so badass while doing that

-If Eddie or Dustin die I'm gonna lose my shit

-Argyle I love you more than anything

-Dude baby Steve falling down stairs and Nancy saying "that makes so much sense" istg 💀

-Am I crazy or is Steve super pretty right now?

-Steve that's sweet and all but the world is ending

-Nah Lucas and Max are too cute

-please say yes, max

-AWWWWW

-Okay but considering now that they wanna go on a date I'm starting to think Max doesn't survive. (OR Lucas doesn't. But more likely Max)

-Gotta agree with Mike here

-IF WILL COMES OUT TO JONATHAN OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT IM GONNA SOB RIGHT HERE AND NOW

-I will fucking cry

-Possibly unpopular opinion here but Jonathan is such a good character.

-IM CRYING

-Well I'm crying again cause of Max

-MAX WHY MUST YOU HURT ME SO

-Oh that better be Vecna

-okay that's definitely vecna

-I have my Elmax moment of the season. I'm not satisfied but I fear this is all I'll have.

-Oh I'm so ready to hear Eddie play

-NOT HIM SAYING ITS FOR CHRISSY OW

-GO EDDIE GO

-DONT TOUCH ERICA

-JASON DIE

-LEAVE HER ALONE

-LEAVE ERICA ALONE YOU ASSHOLES

-I love those two dumbasses

-DONT TELL ME ELEVEN IS GONNA FIND HER IN THERE

-MY ELMAX HEART CANT TAKE THIS

-THEY'RE HURTING ERICA NO

-Jason die JASON DIE

-I can't take it if anyone but Jason dies

-SHIT

-NOT ROBIN

-NO FUCK

-NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

-EDDIE RUN BITCH RUN

-NO

-EDDIE IF YOU DIE ISTG

-I can't do this

-NOT MAX NO

-LUCAS I LOVE YOU

-No

-WAIT YES GO ERICA

-GO LUCAS

-GO GO GO GO GO

-GO EL

-"Hi" your honor I love her

-EDDIE NO

-DUSTIN ILY BUT NO

-EDDIE EDDIE EDDIE EDDIE

-PLEASE NO

-DONT TOUCH LUCAS

-ELMAX FOR THE WIN

-ELEVEN I LOVE YOU

-Wrong time to simp WRONG TIME TO SIMP

-HES GONNA KILL MAX ISNT HE

-BACK OFF YOU SLIMY BASTARD

-WHY DO I AGREE WITH BOTH OF THEM

-Oh shit

-shit I gotta stop simping

-FUCK

-Well shit is Will meant to be the next villain or smthn?

-Well the theory was correct

-STOP HURTING LUCAS

-NO EDDIE

-HOPPER?!?!

-EDDIE

-ROBIN PLEASE

-NO HE DOESNT KILL LUCAS DOES HE?!

-I CANT DO THIS

-MAX

-DAMMIT

-Alright. IM CRYING

-SHIT

-I DONT SHIP THEM BUT THAT WAS CUTE

-GO LUCAS

-YES LUCAS

-MAX NO

-PLEASE I CANT DO THIS

-SAVE EDDIE SAVE EDDIE SAVE EDDIE

-Murray is gonna die isn't he?

-YES GO

-IM SOBBING

-NANCY LEARN FROM THANOS AND THOR, GO FOR THE THE HEAD

-WELL AT LEAST HOPPER DID IT

-Dammit he's not dead is he?

-IM NOT READY FOR EDDIE TO DIE

-FUCK

-THIS HURTS

-I CANT DO THIS

-MAX

-Well ... at least Jason's dead?

-MAX PLEASE LIVE

-Eleven and Max are officially the best relationship in this show. Platonic or not

-Is Vickie, like, secretly gay or something?

-OKAY I SHIP IT

-Steve being an amazing best friend

-No why why why why why

-EDDIE

-Dustin, we did. We loved him.

-IM CRYING AGAIN

-Will my poor baby

-HOPPER AND EL REUNION?

-THE REUNION

-Sobbing

-Shit

-Not to be that person at the moment where it's most important but Mike and Will staying together as El walks forward and they're in a pair just like the other two couples 👀

Well that was awesome

[sneakyboycream]

I need jax to cum on me again

I need him to cum on my pussy

Or my cock

Or my mouth

It doesn't matter

I want his cum

I want to taste his cum

I want to taste his whole body

I want to cum on him too

I want him to be mine

I want to be owned by jax too

I'd let him do whatever he pleases to me

He could rape me

He could DESTROY me

I wouldn't mind

I want to moan for him

I want to scream for him

I'll scream, I'll scream and screeeaaamm...

I will tell him to stop

When I actually want him to go harder

And he better go hard or I'll cry

Whos kidding im already crying

And he's laughing

Laughing at my pathetic face

Laughing about how pathetic I'm looking

He's so breaking me right now

I can't... I can't stop him...

I don't want to...

All I want is him

I need him

I need jax

I need jax inside me

Or else

I'm fucking abstracting

And he knows

I cant live without him

He knows that and takes advantage of it

Of course he does

He's an asshole

Who takes pleasure at seeing others suffering

Damn I'm so lucky...

To have him...

Cumming on me...

Oh jax...

Please...

Never stop being you...

JAX SIMPS NATIONAL ANTHEM

Beautiful said anon, beautiful

[baekhvuns]

Yes I definitely feel like I would have better conversations with Mingi and Yeosang if I had more time! I mean I still enjoyed our talks, but they're more mysterious you know? They're not like Hongjoong who's constantly talking about something on Universe, they don't talk about childhood stories like Hwa or have no filter whatsoever like Woo. Ahhhhh Yeosang, I mean... my bias line is a difficult topic, I used to say I was Sanhwa biased but Seonghwa got promoted to ult, Hongjoong was always there because he was the first one who grabbed my attention, but HJ was more like a wrecker I guess? Then angel boy Yeosang from ZFP1 made me go 👁👁 just to get whiplash when Fireworks then DV happened, lol. I had Yeosang vision for a moment, so I guess he's kinda a wrecker too? Because he made me forget about San and Hongjoong for a while 🙈

Hsudheahhddhhs I'm not in the UK and I'm glad, because the shitshow is ridiculous and infuriating. I feel so bad for my friends in London 😭Also I'm self-employed so no holidays for me anyways 🥴

That pizza place is so pretty, but it's in Rome? I've heard about it, but never been!

Noooo, poor Yunho lmao, not you imagining Hwa in his place, byeeeee. Okay but I sometimes read fanfiction and imagine it's about someone else 😅 and with Seonghwa it's great cause he had so many hair colours even when people describe the hair Seonghwa usually fits no matter what 😅😅😅😅

I'll give you benefit of a doubt with that fic, but I bet I'll regret it.... booking my ticket to Canada rn.

Yes that volunteering and kids thing with Seonghwa I think there's a fic that explored it a bit? It's called Blacklist if I'm not mistaken. But it's not focused on that topic entirely, I would love to read one for sure. 👀

Great minds think (or simp) alike yes please let the drama be less annoying than TB, justice for Jae Young lmaooo, I feel like he might be an asshole but oh well...

Nose presentation hit hard didn't it? I just can't believe he's roaming free with that snake tongue. Here have something cute and IN MY POCKET YOU GO. Oooooh Sexy of them

My uber driver posted a soft thirst trap and Lizzie d-worded a coincidence?

Girrrrrl I have so many mangas, I have both English and Japanese versions, had different languages in the past but sold them. Usui as Hwa, yes. Also have you seen Horimiya, because imagine Seonghwa looking like that . Also waiting for the adaptation of The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague, yes gonna headcanon the guy as Hwa and no one can stop me! - DV 💖

hi hello!!

Yes I definitely feel like I would have better conversations with Mingi and Yeosang if I had more time! I mean I still enjoyed our talks, but they're more mysterious you know? They're not like Hongjoong who's constantly talking about something on Universe, they don't talk about childhood stories like Hwa or have no filter whatsoever like Woo. Ahhhhh Yeosang, I mean... my bias line is a difficult topic, I used to say I was Sanhwa biased but Seonghwa got promoted to ult, Hongjoong was always there because he was the first one who grabbed my attention, but HJ was more like a wrecker I guess? Then angel boy Yeosang from ZFP1 made me go 👁👁 just to get whiplash when Fireworks then DV happened, lol. I had Yeosang vision for a moment, so I guess he's kinda a wrecker too? Because he made me forget about San and Hongjoong for a while 🙈

they do seem more quiet and mysterious, def would have some interesting convos,,, yeosang would def teach swearing <3 bfbbdhb i WOULD PAY TO HEAR SEONGHWA RAMBLE ABOUT HIS CHILDHOOD STORIES,, i KNEW u were a sanhwa biased BUT DIDNT EXPECT YEOSANG AT ALL,, maybe mingi but def not yeo AAAA I AGREE I AGREE THAT YEOSANG,, esp that black haired one >>>>>>

Hsudheahhddhhs I'm not in the UK and I'm glad, because the shitshow is ridiculous and infuriating. I feel so bad for my friends in London 😭Also I'm self-employed so no holidays for me anyways 🥴

i tbh like watching it bc it's such a historical moment and ur probably never seeing it until like 20-15 years until charles,, but i do think it's a shitshow with the #'s and the dude getting pulled by police bc he yelled at andr3w??? he dESERVED TO BE YELLED AT

That pizza place is so pretty, but it's in Rome? I've heard about it, but never been!

is it?? GFJREG IM SORRY IT SAID MALTA ON IT AND I WAS LIKE DV ANON !!!!! KEYHOLE !!!!

Noooo, poor Yunho lmao, not you imagining Hwa in his place, byeeeee. Okay but I sometimes read fanfiction and imagine it's about someone else 😅 and with Seonghwa it's great cause he had so many hair colours even when people describe the hair Seonghwa usually fits no matter what 😅😅😅😅

unfortunately it is going that way fbga poor guy bc the next fic is also seonghwa and now i keep writing this yun as him,, peak shinesta,, YOOO UR RIGHT THE HAIR FITS MY MIND AUTOMATICALLY CLICKS TO HIM

I'll give you benefit of a doubt with that fic, but I bet I'll regret it.... booking my ticket to Canada rn.

LMFAOOOO I HOPE U LIKE IT, AND PLS DO I AM WAITING @ THE AIRPORT WITH A SIGN

Yes that volunteering and kids thing with Seonghwa I think there's a fic that explored it a bit? It's called Blacklist if I'm not mistaken. But it's not focused on that topic entirely, I would love to read one for sure. 👀

oh????? OH??? IM ABOUT TO GO READ,,,, 👀 id be very into writing that actually, do u rmr the movie life as we know it? maybe like that???

Great minds think (or simp) alike yes please let the drama be less annoying than TB, justice for Jae Young lmaooo, I feel like he might be an asshole but oh well...

FHGJAKRG UR RIGHT,,, jaeyoung better not be an asshole bc the other guy already kinda really fine and im into that little ceo bc bfgdhj the arrange marriage fic hwa is a little similar to that gu <3

Nose presentation hit hard didn't it? I just can't believe he's roaming free with that snake tongue. Here have something cute and IN MY POCKET YOU GO. Oooooh Sexy of them

nose presentation hit me in the ribs, kicked me in the knee, punched me in the face. LMFAOOOOO STOP I SCREAME DGFSDFG SNAKE TONGUE PLSSS,,, u know that angle,, in the first video,,, im sorry. wow. fdhbsdhf

My uber driver posted a soft thirst trap and Lizzie d-worded a coincidence?

soft thirstrap,, if they drop a whole full front for his vogue im suddenly lizzie. daily uber + 2

Girrrrrl I have so many mangas, I have both English and Japanese versions, had different languages in the past but sold them. Usui as Hwa, yes. Also have you seen Horimiya, because imagine Seonghwa looking like that . Also waiting for the adaptation of The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague, yes gonna headcanon the guy as Hwa and no one can stop me! - DV 💖

SEONGHWA AS USUI IS AN ABSOLUTE MUST,,,annoying mf,, YES I HAVE and,,, the long haired hwa from dv era with that lip ring haha if we see this during the concert time u best believing iM GOING TO RUN OFF A CLIFF,,, HELLO THAT ANIME LOOKS SO GOOD??? im about to watch this for science reasons. that ice guy hwa is this hwa

ur opinion on this and miss doja

also bff if u have been watching big mouth, ur thoughts on it rn

cried just a little

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

still fixated on the idea of toji being mean to a cute chubby reader; being all handsy with them, always grabbing— and there’s SO much to grab, their thighs, their ass, their chest, their belly, even their soft arms, he loves it— or pinching just to hear them squeak (so sensitive!!); can’t get enough of how they look when he’s got them all frustrated, so wet he can feel it as they grind into his thigh; loves to hear them whine as he finally sinks into them, and fuck, that’s the one time this asshole stops running his filthy fucking mouth because they’re so /goddamn/ tight. Anyway, I also feel like a whore today ffff DGHJJ

Ykw shame on you for making me simp for Toji, he's CRUSTY and LAZY and GAHHH!!!

Anyways sksksk

CW: chubby reader, gn reader, smut, "fat" used in a nonderogatory way

God damn it fuck shit mother fucking GUH

Alright fine I'll be horny for Toji 🙄

God no but it's such a yummy concept i hate it 😩

Toji bullying you? Teasing you? Making you so flustered that you stutter and squirm and struggle to focus on the task at hand?

He's such a meanie ong the worst man you've ever met

He's pinching your cheeks, tugging your hair, flipping up your skirt, cornering you wherever you are and pushing his hips into you, his big fat cock pressing into your plump tummy

And he does it all with a stupid shit eating grin on his face bc he's so satisfied seeing how embarrassed you get around him

Mans towers over you (don't matter if you're taller than him, in my world he's taller than you 😤), making you feel so small despite how big your body is

He treats you like you weigh nothing, often pulling you along somewhere and picking you up and tossing you over his shoulder so he can smack your ass and hear you squeal in surprise

He's just so strong it's insane like how does he do it??

Mmm but imagine he bullies you at first just for fun bc he's bored or whateva

Just a silly schoolyard bully but with bulging muscles and an adult sksksk

He's mean just to be mean, calling you a chubby doll, squeezing your cheeks in one big hand and laughing about how squishy you are

Makes him wonder if the rest of you is just as squishy as your cute chubby cheeks

So maybe he starts jerking off to the thought of you, watching porn of fat cuties getting railed so he can imagine your body jiggling with each thrust (lowkey he's mad how little there is for big buff guys x chubby babes, like how can he visualize fucking you if it's a skinny white guy fucking instead? It just ain't accurate sksksk)

He's even meaner once he realizes that he's attracted to you, grabbing every inch of you that he has access to, marveling at how soft and squishy your body is

Bricked up the first time he squeezes your upper arms sksksk just the biggest boner he's ever had good lord he feels like a fuckin teenager with you

He's ready to risk it all just to slip his cock into you and watch you squirm and whine from how big he is

It doesn't matter if you run or hide or fight back: he's gonna keep chasin after ya and make your life a living hell until he gets to pound your fat ass into the bed 💕

And once he finally gets his hands on you the way he's been dreaming about?? OHOHOOOO, good luck trying to move on with your life like he is never letting you go sksksks

You're his partner now, this isn't up for discussion, ain't no way in hell he's lettin anybody else have a pretty lil thing like you, he is ADDICTED

He manhandles you so often it's crazy like wtf sksksk, just tossing you around to whatever position he wants before fucking your brains out

He's got so much stamina too it's a nightmare 😩

He could cum five times and he'll be back up and ready for round 6 after some water and a bathroom break sksksk

God but all the bruises? All the places he's smacked and grabbed, not thinking about his strength? It's awful 😔

You can barely sit down without wincing bc of the big ass bruise he gave you last night from slapping you too hard 🤧

Honestly good luck babe sksksk you're gonna need it, he's a fuckin monster to chubby babes

[honestlywtf04]

𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐨𝐲

warning : fluff, slight angst. vinnie being a huge simp.

summary : he changed his fuckboy ways for one girl and one girl only

vinnie x fem!reader

there she is, the most beautiful girl i've ever laid my eyes on. she may be quiet, but god she can turn me into her little bitch if she wanted to. i was never a believer of love at first sight but as cheesy as it sounds, she makes me think twice about that.

y/n. the only girl that has made me feel actual love without actually doing anything. she is the only girl that wouldn't fall to their feet for me. the only girl that hasn't tried to get with me and i love that about her.

for the past few months, I've been contemplating on whether or not i should ask her out. it may sound easy but it's not when you're like me.

my mind always goes back to how i was and how most people see me. i'm known for playing girls. am i proud of it? no.

however, the last time i "played" someone, was around two months ago. mainly because i wanted to change my ways and prove that i'm more than just a fuckboy. girls now see me a sex object and assume that i'll have sex with them if they asked. no chance.

i want to stop being seen as the 'fuckboy that does anything for sex'. so far, it hasn't worked as good as i hoped. many girls have been spreading rumors around the entire school that i fucked them in the janitor's closet or that i took them on a date. or that we were so kinky. girls are crazy.

my ex, emily, recently told everyone that i took her on a date and that now we're talking. i ignored the rumors because they weren't true, but people are still gullible enough believe whatever comes out of her dirty mouth.

emily and i dated in sophomore year, she made me believe in love for the first time. that was until her father suddenly started gaining more money and she became a spoiled brat.

i don't know how she became so rich, but it's not my business so quite frankly, i don't care.

we broke up at the beginning of junior year when i caught her fucking the new guy in the men's bathroom.

ever since then, i started doing random hookups almost everyday. girls would fall for me and i would take advantage of that. i would use my looks, charm, and charisma to get into their pants. asshole move i know.

y/n was new this year, senior year. the moment i laid my eyes on her, i was mesmerized. i couldn't breathe, and i couldn't take my eyes off her.

she is undeniably gorgeous. she is quiet and stayed to herself and a few people in her friend group.

from what I've heard, she doesn't like drama, but she wants a real relationship. she wants a relationship built with trust and loyalty. fortunately, i've seen many guys shoot their shot at her and fail miserably.

she may be quiet, but everyone knows her. she is what people call a 'popular loner'.

one time, i tried talking to her but her face showed disgust and annoyance so i decided to leave her alone. she more than likely knows me from my playboy ways.

ever since then, the amount of hookups i had began decreasing rapidly. it got to the point where i haven't even looked at another girl that isn't y/n.

it scares me because my love for emily wasn't nearly as strong as my love for y/n, and i actually talked and dated emily.

i'm whipped for a girl that doesn't like me. great.

i'm whipped for a girl i never really talked to.

love is crazy. yes, i said love.

the last day of school is right around the corner. i'm going to ask her out today. the thought of her possibly being mine excites me in many ways. but the thought of her rejecting me, terrifies me too.

right now, i'm in my last period. the bell is going to ring in a few minutes.

"alright class, pack up please i don't want you guys to be late to the bus," my teacher puts away her notes and wipes the whiteboard with the dry eraser.

i quickly grab my notebooks and put them in my backpack.

i zip up my backpack and sling it on my arm. y/n has english right now, and she takes her car home. don't ask me how i know.

i head the bell ring so i quickly walk out of the door, and walk towards the front doors. i let out a few "excuse me's" as i'm pushing through the giant crowd of students.

i make my way to the main door. as i push on the door, i look through the window and see y/n sitting on the bench on her phone. i feel my heartbeat increase instantly so i take a deep breath to calm myself down before going outside.

as i'm walking towards her slowly, i turn around and walk towards the wall. i'm too nervous to say anything to her. i lean on the wall and pretend to use my phone.

after a few minutes, i look up from my phone, seeing her still sitting on the bench.

why is she still here?

i take a deep breath and shake my head trying to calm down. "you got this." i mentally pat myself in the back.

i walk towards her slowly, she hears my footsteps and looks up. i gulp as she makes intense eye contact with me. she's so beautiful.

"h-hey." i smile softly. "hi." she replies plainly, clearly annoyed by my presence making my heart sink.

okay...

"s-so, i w-was w-wondering if y-you w-would l-like to g-go on a d-date with me," i stutter severely. this is so embarrassing.

calm down, be confident.

"you are asking me on a date?" she raises an eyebrow pointing to herself. "y-yeah," i say, wanting to calm down.

"no," she answers, scoffing. i feel my heart physically drop at her words. "w-why?" i ask, trying not to sound hurt, but it's not working.

"hm let's see," she places her hand on her chin. is it down next to her, leaving space between us.

"the one and only vinnie hacker, school fuckboy is asking quiet girl y/n y/l/n on a date," she mimics a news reporter.

"vinnie, you are known for using girls for your own pleasure, do you not know how many innocent girl cried over you?" i look down, upset because she's right.

"you tell a girl you like her, and once she falls for your trap, you get into her pants and leave. then you move on to the next girl as if she's nothing. it's a constant cycle for you." she rolls her eyes.

"and not to mention the fact that you literally fucked your ex recently, make it make sense." i look at her, confusion and hurt in my eyes.

"bu-," i try to say but i get cut off by her holding a finger up.

"shut up, i'm not done," she sighs. "my answer is no. if i go on a date with you, i'm gonna catch feelings for you. i want a real relationship, a man that'll see me as their only one. someone that i can trust, someone that can make me feel like i'm on cloud nine. vinnie, i don't trust you." she finally finishes and sighs.

"are you done?" i ask, swallowing the lump in my throat. "yes." she turns her head and looks at me.

i look back at her as we both make eye contact. my cheeks flush red before turning my head back around. "i'm gonna explain myself."

"i'm glad that you finally put me in my place, no one has done that." i chuckle, but i stop once i see her giving me a death stare. i clear my throat before continuing, "i know that i'm known for being a fuckboy, and i'm not proud of it." i look down, disappointed in myself and she nods as if it's the most obvious thing on earth.

"but, i will tell you, I've changed." she scoffs, "that's what they all say." she rolls her eyes. "i promise, i haven't hooked up with anyone in like two months, i haven't even looked at a girl." i say quietly playing with my fingers.

she looks at me, furrowing her eyebrows. "then all the people you hooked up with these past few weeks-." i cut her off. "those are all rumors, girls at this school would do anything for attention." i roll my eyes.

"okay." she whispers. we both look at each other, making eye contact. "why me?" she asks curiously.

"i don't know, and that scares me. I've never looked at anyone the way i look at you. i have strong feelings for you and it worries me since we never talked." i admit, smiling when i see her cheeks go a light shade of red.

"all those guys I've seen ask you out, worried me because i thought i would lose my chance with you." she smiles softly, making me smile back.

"i'll change completely, for you." she rests her head on my shoulder, catching me off guard. i never realized that we sat down.

"how do i know that you're not lying?" she asks me. "only one way to find out, i know that my words aren't really reassuring, but i promise you that if you say 'yes', i'll make you feel the most loved that you have ever felt." i blush at the thought of us being together.

"yes." she says, lifting her head up to look at me. my eyes widen at her answer. "yes?" i ask, seeing her nod her head.

"yes vinnie, i'll go on a date with you." i smile big and i feel my eyes water slightly, i was not expecting this.

y/n takes notice of my watery eyes. "vin don't cry." she cups my cheeks. i feel a tear fall out of my right eye but she quickly wipes it. "i-im sorry." i whisper. she pulls my head on her chest.

"i-i just thought that i will never find someone due to people thinking i'm a fuckboy." i croak out.

"well, now you have me. you just have to keep me." i lift my head and stare at her beautiful eyes, getting lost in them.

she wipes my tears with her thumb. we simultaneously stand up together and i wrap my arms around her, my heart beating out of my chest.

"vin, calm down." she giggles, making me feel a little bit embarrassed. "sorry." i mumble, unwrapping my arms.

"stop apologizing." she chuckles. "sorry." i mutter, not knowing what i'm saying at this point.

"seriously stop." she looks at me, making me shut my mouth and scold myself mentally.

she engulfs me in another big hug, i smile brightly before hugging her back.

after a few minutes of us enjoying each other's presence, i finally break the silence. "aren't you supposed to be home?"

"yeah, but my parents are out of town and i forgot that i let my friend use my car." she replies, unwrapping her arms, me doing the same.

"why aren't you home?" she emphasizes the 'you'. "I've been planning on asking you out for months and i know that you drive home." i chuckle. "you wanna go to my place?" she offers.

"sure," i reply. she leads me to her car, hand in hand. both of us happy with each other and hopeful for what the future holds for us.

major time skip

"and that's how our relationship first started." i explain to my son.

"so dad, you had sex with a lot of girls until you met mom?" my 16 year old boy asks me.

"yes, but every single person i hooked up with, is a regret in my book." i answer him.

"and don't even think about doing what i did." i squint my eyes at him. he chuckles and stands up. "don't worry, i'm not like you." he says, making me jaw drop.

i stand up and launch towards him. we start to wrestle, laughter coming from both of our mouths. he shocks me when he picks me up and throws me on the couch.

he's growing up too fast.

"ahem." i hear someone say from behind us. i turn around and see my lovely wife standing in front of us with her hands on her hip. we both quickly stand up and stay quiet.

"what are you guys doing?" she raises an eyebrow. i look at my son, seeing him look down. "wrestling." i mumble, also looking down.

"and what happened last time?" she asks us as i start to play with my fingers. "we broke the coffee table." my son answers.

"exactly, i don't wanna pay for another table, if y'all gon' wrestle, then take it outside not here." she says, walking closer to me, making me gulp.

she steps closer to me before turning a little bit to face our son. "c'mon it's time to go to bed." he sighs, and gives her a kiss in the cheek before going upstairs to bed.

"and you." she looks at me, making me eyes widen. after all these years, she still manages to make me nervous.

"i love you." she giggles making me let out a sigh of relief. "it's so cute how nervous you get around me." she pouts.

"shush, i love you too." i place my lips on hers.

"and i love you so much." i pull away and bend down, rubbing her pregnant stomach.

a/n: i love making vinnie sensitive it's so adorable 🤍🤍