#alice closet outfit

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Alice Closet Cyber Imaginator- 5 star level

The outfit is incomplete as I was unable to gather all the items.

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Drunk N Nasty (poly!Pro!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) 

Pairing: poly!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader 

Synopsis: In which you and Mina get tired of your boring ass boyfriends not making time for their girlfriends, so you two decide to hit the club for a night out with every intention of getting under your boyfriends’ skin. Fortunately for you, it works and your men decide to teach you and Mina a lesson about being some disobedient brats. 

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GTFO); Aged Up!Bakusquad (they’re all in their late 20s); Black-coded!Reader (but anyone can still read this); Alcohol/Marijuana Consumption; Dubcon; Groping; Thigh Grinding; Dry Humping; Spitting; Girl on Girl; Mutual Oral; Edge Play; Bondage/Tape Play; Shock/Electro Play; Drunk Sex; Daddy Kink; some DDLG; Spanking; Choking; Hair-pulling; Facefucking; UNPROTECTED PIV Sex; Degradation; Multiple Creampies; Facials; Some Aftercare 

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: I was DEEP down the Bakusquad hole one night like I was fucking Alice & decided to write this since it’s been at the back of my head for a couple of weeks. This one is NASTY. Enjoy! -Jazz

Read on AO3 here!

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“They’ve been starin’ at us all night, ya know.” 

Mina sits next to you on the little leather lounge couch situated at the back of the club near the bar which has started to trickle down with activity. You and Mina have been here for over an hour, so the buzz of the night is starting to die down a bit, but the dance floor is packed and the drinks are still flowing. 

And the eyes are still staring. A pair of two in particular that you can see piercing at you and your girlfriend from across the way. The two smoldering pairs of eyes belong to two very attractive men dressed in their best designer. They each have features that stand out to you as intriguing: the tallest one sitting on the right has long, black hair you bet is soft to the touch while the one on the left has arms roped in tattoos and lip piercings. 

They are both hot. That much is clear. And their alluring, lustful stares are definitely piping you up as you sit nice and pretty with your girlfriend, a second fruity cocktail in your hand that will soon turn into a third. But though they are hot, you know four other men that are way hotter and that you would rather be here with you and Mina tonight. 

But noooo, they’re just too damn busy to make time for their pretty girlfriends. 

You mean towards Mina, dipping low to speak into her ear over the music blasting from the speakers overhead. “They can stare all they want,” you retort. “I’m way more interested in the four idiots that aren’t here right now.” 

Mina scoffs, sipping on her second tequila sunrise of the night. You both love your girly drinks. “Waiting on them to come?” she chuckles, the flashing club lights making her ink-black eyes gleam. You flush in your mini dress, feeling hot despite the AC blasting and the exposed skin your little get-up provides. “You’ll be waiting a loooong time then, baby girl,” Mina scoffs, crossing her smooth, muscular legs over one another. “You know they’re at that meeting tonight discussing business or whatever.” 

She rolls her eyes, ever the brat of your relationship. But you’re not exactly the opposite though. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t pissed that your boyfriends aren’t here, buying you and Mina all of the pretty drinks you want, giving you those lustful stares on the dance floor, and hyping you up in your outfits. 

You made sure to look hotter than hot tonight. Like hot enough to make a man nut in his pants as soon as he sees you. You had raided your closet and pulled out a short, backless mini dress that made your legs look longer and showed off the curve of your spine sliding down towards your ass where a rhinestone G-string snugly sits below your stomach and in your ass crack.

You love, love, love this dress–how beautiful the pink fabric looks against your skin; how sexy it makes you feel. Not to mention how the hem of it barely covers your ass. If you are to bend over right now, everyone would get a good view of your ass that looks even plumper from the sparkly G-string.  

The dress is one of your boys’ favorites. They’ve torn it off of you many, many times before. Combined with your heeled sandals, fresh mani and pedi, the perfume adorning your wrists and the back of your knees, and long braids that caress your back, you feel like a damn vixen. 

Mina looks good enough to eat too. She decided on a mesh bodysuit that is skintight against her body and breasts, exposing the black bra she wears underneath, red pumps, and a leather mini skirt that doesn’t do much to cover the bottom of her asscheeks. You’re not sure if she’s wearing any panties, but knowing Mina and her bratty self, she did that for a reason. 

She was the one who came up with this little plan to rile your busy pro boyfriends’ up. One hot afternoon while lounging by your pool at your shared condo, you two were more than pissed that your boys were still at work after saying they’d be home by two.

“Sorry, babes,” Denki sighed over speakerphone. “Patrol is takin’ much longer than we thought it would, so we’re still out here in the street. It’s hot as a bitch out here too.” You could hear the frustrations in his usually-upbeat tone as he gave you and Mina the rundown. 

“Well, you could just leave early, can’t you?” you ask. “Aren’t there other pros working besides you, Sero, Kiri, and ‘Suki?” 

You hear Sero make a “tsk” sound into the phone. “We wish we could, mama,” he sighs. “Almost everybody called out ‘cause of the heat, so we’re pretty much the only ones workin’ still, but we get a fat bonus out of this.” 

“We’d better!” Katsuki hollers in the background. “It’s so hot out here, my fuckin’ balls are sweating. You two brats complainin’ aren’t makin’ things better for me either.” 

You and Mina stared at each other in your designer sunglasses, mouths agape and offended. “Hey!” Mina scoffed, taking your phone from you. “It’s not our fault we feel neglected! You four have been blowin’ us off for weeks now to do work!” 

And she’s right. The usual attention you and Mina get from your adoring, hot boyfriends has since been dwindling down ever since they started taking on more work at their agency. Now it’s all about work. 

You try to get one of them to go out with you for a night in the city? “Sorry, babe, but I’ll be in the office late.” 

You want to cuddle? “Baby, I can’t; this paperwork ain’t gonna do itself. Maybe later tonight.” 

You want one of them to blow your back out and fucking do something about the ache between your legs? “Don’t you got one of your toys? We can do that later, alright?” That response was from Katsuki a week ago stressing over the whereabouts of a villain committing petty theft all over the city. 

This dry spell has been happening for weeks now. And when you say a “dry spell”, you mean that shit. Not only have the boys been blowing you and Mina off for time alone, but the bedroom is dryer than the fucking Sahara desert. 

While sex isn’t always between the six of you every single time, you miss it being that way––the connection you all have being together, touching and teasing each other; giving each other pleasure. You miss your favorite men aka your daddies domming you and Mina into submission, taking turns on your bodies and poor little pussies until you’re both aching for release. And more than anything, you miss the aftercare. You miss the cuddle piles; the soft kisses from Kiri and the the mindless touches from Sero; the nuzzles from Denki and the soft humming from a very sleepy Katsuki. 

Recently, you and Mina have had to spent time with each other in the bedroom by yourselves without your daddies, if not use your toys. Though your rose toy and vibrator get the job done, toys never compare to physical touch. You need your boys. But they’re just too busy. 

So Mina came up with the perfect idea after Katsuki told her to “sit her ass down, watch her mouth, and wait for them to get home” before hanging up and proceeding with their patrol. “We should go out,” she said as you began to put sun tan oil on her muscular back. Her eyes were closed and her face was relaxed. 

“What, like, tonight?” you asked, rubbing your hands together once more to heat up the oil. Mina softly moaned as your hands knead into her back muscles, the sounds going straight to your clit. “Why not?” she replied. “Or this weekend. Maybe we can go dancing and meet some guys that’ll give us the attention we’re cravin’.” 

She giggled at this, but you could tell she was serious. “I don’t know, Mina,” you hesitantly said, rubbing oil into her shoulders. “Don’t get me wrong; I love the idea of goin’ out to shake my ass and look cute, but without the guys? You know how they feel about other guys checkin’ us out.” You stopped rubbing her down and she looked back at you, concerned. “What if they get mad?” you timidly ask. 

You’ve seen the boys mad before and didn’t want to face that wrath…or did you? The idea of riling your daddies up so much that they punished you with enough spanks to make your ass sting and filled your throat up to the point your eyes teared appealed to you more than you’d like to admit. 

Mina could tell you were thinking it over and turned over, exposing her gorgeous breasts in her gold bikini top to you. “So what if they get mad?” she scoffed. “They’d better put that aggression into fucking us if that happens. We’ve been trying to get their asses to show us a little attention for weeks, but it’s always about work!”

She sat up, taking your hands in hers. “So if they don’t want to pay attention to us, then we’ll make them pay attention––by wearing our hottest shit and spending time with some dudes that would gladly give us what we want.” She smirked at you, mischief in her eyes. “So what do you say, baby girl? This Saturday?” 

All you could do was smile back as an excited flutter formed in your tummy. Now here you were one a hot Saturday night, wearing your sluttiest outfits and getting checked out without your boys here to keep an eye on you. Just like you and Mina planned. “You really think they won’t show up?” you ask, slight disappointment blooming in you. “We posted our pics all over IG, so you know they saw.” 

“They probably did,” Mina says, wrapping her glossy, sparkly lips around her straw to sip her cocktail. “If they aren’t tied up at work, that is. Can you imagine them walking in here right now? Katsuki would probably have us bent over this couch.” 

You laugh along with her, cackling at your boyfriend’s reaction. “Or Sero would tie us up and drag us out of here,” you giggle. Your eyes then glide up and down your girlfriend’s form in her clothes, your mouth suddenly dry. “You know, you really look so good tonight. I almost don’t even want the boys to have you.” 

She giggles, pressing a sticky kiss to your cheek. “Thank you, babe,” she purrs into your ear. “You look absolutely delicious.” Her hand glides down to her ass, squeezing it. “Y’know, I bet those guys over there would say the same thing. Don’t wanna waste this little fit, do you?” 

Out of the corner of your eye, you see the long-haired hottie take a drag of his blunt that suddenly looks very appealing to you. ‘Fuck it,’ you think. You came here to not only rile up your boys, but to also let loose and have some fun. Why stay back here and act like you aren’t interested in these two? 

So you stand and take Mina’s hand in yours. “Let’s go and say hi,” you purr. Mina giggles excitedly from beside you, sipping on her drink like it’s justice as you walk her over to the leering duo. Their stares get even more lustful and lecherous as you get closer to them, their eyes gliding over your legs, hips, thighs, and titties jiggling with every step. 

You know what they want and there is no way you’re going to give it up to them. You wouldn’t dare ruin your amazing, romantic, poly relationship with Mina and your boys. But the idea of acting up with them enough to ruffle the feathers of your boyfriends makes your heart skip a beat and your pussy leak. You stop in front of them with Mina, smiling down at them. “Are those seats taken?” you ask, a breathless, sexy tone leaking into your voice. You point one manicured finger at the empty spots beside either one of them. 

The duo look at the empty seats then at each other before smirking up at you both. “Not at all,” the tattooed one answers. “Please, join us. We’ve been waitin’ on you two all night.” Mina giggles as she sits down next to him while you take a seat next to the long-haired one. “We can tell; you two have been starin’ at us almost all night.” 

The tattooed man laughs, flashing his pearly whites at your girlfriend. “Well, it’s not every day you see a pro hero and her pretty friend walk into a club.” At the mention of “friend”, you look at Mina, trying not to laugh at her wobbling lips as she struggles to keep in her giggles. 

“Well, you’re in luck then,” you chuckle. “I’m Y/N and of course, you know Mina aka Pinkie.” The long-haired hottie takes short puff of his blunt, making sure to blow it out of your face. “I’m Aki and this here is Kanaki,” he says in a deep, raspy voice that would make any woman’s pussy wet. His friend, Kanaki, gives you a nod. “We just got done some boxing practice and came here for a night out.” 

“Oh, you’re boxers?” Mina asks, interested. Kanaki smiles at her, dimples popping in his cheeks. He’s a panty-dropper too. “Best in the business,” he cockily replies. “We come here often for relaxation, but we’ve never seen you two before.” 

“Work unfortunately keeps us busy,” Mina explains, “but tonight was a good night for us. We’re just here for a good time.” Kanaki smirks at Aki before turning back to Mina, his intentions pure to you. “So are we,” he rasps, . “I bet we could all have some fun together.” 

Aki nods in agreement, taking another puff of his blunt. He sees you watching him and removes the blunt from his lips, a puff of smoke billowing from between his lips. “Want a hit?” he asks. “You smoke?” 

“Not often,” you sheepishly reply, “but I’m here to relax so…if you don’t mind…” Aki passes you the blunt without another word and you take a small hit, coughing a bit as the smoke fills your lungs. When you take another short puff, you already feel the weed take effect on you and let the smoke billow from your parted, glossed lips. Aki watches your mouth, hypnotized. 

“You ladies want some drinks?” Kanaki asks, already whipping out his wallet. “We’re buying.” You and Mina share an excited look and look at the drink menu before ordering a round of Patron shots with a side of lemon, lime, and salt. You and Mina finish your cocktails before indulging in the shots with Aki and Kanaki, pretending not to notice them staring at your lips when you suck on the lemon and lime slices. 

Suddenly, one shot turns into two. Then three. Then four. And then two puffs of Aki’s joint turn into four.

Before you know it, you are absolutely fucking gone. And before you know it, an hour later after meeting the two, you’re on the dance floor with them and Mina, the weed making you feel relaxed and the alcohol making you feel like you could touch the moon. You feel light as a feather, giggly, and bubbly. The world is spinning and slightly blurry, but it also seems beautiful and nice to you. Everything is good. Everyone is sexy. 

Especially your girlfriend. She grinds against you now, her body pressed against yours as you rock against each other to “Body Party” by Ciara which seems to make everyone horny. Your hands are under her skirt, grasping her asscheeks and giving Kanaki a flash of her jiggling, pink cheeks that he can’t seem to keep his eyes off of. 

Aki is the same. He stands beside you two in the crowd of grinding bodies under the flashing lights, ogling at your bodies grinding against each other. You giggle with Mina’s arms still snaked around your waist, her hips flush against yours as you pull your phone out of your purse. You fumble to tap in your code and open the camera app, but once you do, you raise your phone up towards your girlfriend and your “friends” for the night. “Smile, y’all!” you drunkenly shout. “Smile for the camera!” 

You smile at your phone, big and bright. Mina gives your phone the middle finger and a devious smile while Kanaki and Aki barely look at the phone when the flash goes off. You can’t even put your phone away before Mina is all over you again, tossing her arms around your neck. “Gimme a kiss, Y/N,” she whines, puckering her lips at you. Drunk off of her and everything around you, you grip the back of her head and pull her in close for a sloppy, lustful kiss. 

You plunge your fingers through her messy, pink girls while she trails her hands down to your ass, gripping it. You moan into her mouth, giving her the opportunity to slip her tongue into it and swirl it with yours. Soft moans and giggles emit between you, floating in the air and to the ears of Kanaki and Aki that have gotten much closer to you and Mina, watching the scene unfolding before them. 

Your phone suddenly vibrates and you pull away from a pouty Mina, a string of saliva connected to your bottom lips. “Hold up, I’m getting a call!” you laugh. “I’ll be right back, babe.”

You give Mina a wink before stumbling off of the dance floor, pulling down your skirt in the back as much as you can. You decide to go to the nearest ladies’ room and lean against the wall where the long line is before answering the call. You look down at the caller ID, grinning when you see one of your boyfriends’ names there. With a drunk giggle, you answer. “Hellooo?” you sing into the phone. 

“There the fuck you are!” Katsuki huffs with relief. “Where the fuck are you two? We’ve been calling you two all night! Texting you, blowin’ up your phone!” You scowl confusedly at this newfound information. “You have?” you ask, confused. 

Briefly, you pull your phone away from your ear and check your missed calls and texts. Sure enough, Katsuki is right: you have two missed calls Kiri, one from Denki, a text from Sero asking if you’re okay, and three calls and a very angry text from Katsuki asking where the fuck you are. “Oh!” you giggle, continuing the call. “Sorry, my ringer is off.” 

As you thought, Katsuki is not happy about that at all. “Why the fuck is your ringer off, Y/N?” he growls. “And where are you? It’s loud as fuck in there. I can’t even hear you.” 

You put one foot up on the wall, leaning your back flush against the cool tiles. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” you scoff. Katsuki pauses, obviously not believing you just said that. Do you want to die? 

But it isn’t Katsuki who speaks this time––it’s Kiri. “Yes, we do,” he replies in a voice you’ve never heard from him before. It sounds like it’s taking everything in him to not reach through the phone and spank you. “Don’t play with us right now, Y/N. Where are you and Mina?” 

Your stomach twirls nervously at the undercurrent of anger in Kiri’s voice, but it also causes heat to pool between your legs. Kiri isn’t the type to get worked up so easily, so to see it now is kind of hot. “Well, for your information, shark boy,” you scoff, “my girlfriend and I are at a nice club havin’ nice drinks with these very nice guys we met since you four are too busy for us.” You take a lock of your braids and twirl it around your finger as more word vomit rises to the surface. “Oh, they bought us shots too. And one said he likes my dress.” 

“You’re wearin’ that pink one?” Denki asks, sounding excited. You giggle giddily in response, finding humor in his whine. But Katsuki stomps on that giddiness real quick. “Dammit, why’d you have to pull that one out?!” he snaps. 

You take the phone away from your ear for a moment, scowling at it. Who the fuck is he yelling at? “Because you four idiots are too busy to take care of us!” you snap right back. “So we’re out here doin’ it ourselves. We’ve been asking you four to spend time with us for weeks, but it’s always, ‘Noooo, Y/N, we’ve got paperwork to finish’. ‘No sex tonight, Mina; we’ve got a meeting tomorrow morning’.” 

You lean your foot back down to the ground and cross your arm over your midsection, suddenly feeling cold and small. “We’re just feelin’ neglected,” you weakly say. “We miss our boys.” 

The other side of the phone is silent, the boys obviously dumbfounded at the truth in your and Mina’s horrible decision. “Baby, just come home, okay?” Kiri soothingly says. “We can talk about then.” Sero agrees, taking the phone. “Yeah, mama, just relax and we can discuss it at all in private,” he coos. “Here, let me order you two a Lyft and–“ 

“I don’t want a Lyft,” you shortly reply. “I wanna dance. I wanna have fun. So I’m gonna go now.” 

“Wait, Y/N!” Katsuki shouts, but your finger is already hovering over the button to end the call. “Byeeee!” you shriek into the phone before hanging up. The illusion of pride overflows inside of you as you strut back over to the dance floor. ‘I told them,’ you think proudly with a giggle, not even thinking about how you’re going to get your pussy beaten black and blue later for this little charade. 

When you shimmy back onto the dance floor, Mina is twirling her lips like it’s no one’s business and holding a new drink. “Ooooh, what’s that?” you ask, pointing at her glass. It is orange and topped with ice and chopped oranges and strawberries, reminding you of a tequila sunrise but better. Mina gives you a deviously sexy look, her gold eyes shimmering. You know exactly what she wants. “Wanna taste it?” she giggles, and you nod, practically salivating for another taste of her. 

You let her yank you over to her before she takes a sip of the drink. Instantly, you open your mouth wide and tilt your head back, allowing her to hover her mouth over yours and spit the alcohol and her saliva right into your mouth. You hum appealingly at the taste of her and the fruity drink, the nasty act making you gush in your thong. Kanaki and Aki are close to falling out from the scene. “Fuck!” Aki groans. “Can you do that to me too please?” 

Mina turns to the boys, wagging her finger at them. “Mm-mm, sorry,” she giggles. “That’s reserved for my girl.” She wraps an arm around you, pulling you close into her perfume-soaked neck. “And our daddies,” she whispers. “You think they’re mad at us?” 

You know for a fact from the phone call that they are livid, but you can’t bring yourself to care too much. The alcohol, the music, and Mina’s lips don’t allow you to. All you want right now is her. You wordlessly lean in to kiss her again, your lips moving sloppily against each other. You both moan into each other’s mouths as your tongues swirl and flick against one another, too drunk to realize that you two are tongue kissing in public. 

“God, you two are so fucking hot,” Aki groans from behind you. “I’d kill to touch either of you.” 

Mina pulls away, all of her lipgloss gone and somewhere on your mouth. “We know!” she giggles. “Butcha can’t, can they, Y/N?” She winks playfully at you, wrapping her arms securely around your body. “We already belong to someone…well, somebodies.” 

You giddily nod, turning to Aki. He has gotten closer, so close than you can see the bulge that has begun to protrude from his pants. “As sexy as you two are?” he scoffs, leering down at you under the strobe lights. “Of course, but they ain’t here, are they?” 

“I wouldn’t put money on that, pal,” Kiri replies from behind him. Wait…Kiri?! 

You and Minajump like you see a ghost as soon as you lay eyes on the big and buff redheaded hunk. He stands there behind Aki with his inked, muscled arms crossed over his broad chest covered by a black muscle tee. And he doesn’t look the least bit happy. Aki jumps at the sight of him, nearly tripping over his own feet. “Red Riot?!” he asks you and Mina, shocked. “You’re dating Red Riot?!” 

You and Mina don’t answer, too flabbergasted at the presence of your boyfriend standing there, looking very disappointed in both of his girls. “So this is where you two headed off to,” he sighs, shaking his head in disapproval. “I knew Denki would recognize the place from your IG stories.” His red eyes tick between the two of you. “You two are in big trouble, you know that, right?” 

You and Mina look at each other, faces pale and fear in your eyes. You two are fucked. “K-Kiri, we…” Your mouth runs dry, your tongue too heavy for words. Kiri’s brows raise expectantly. 

“You…what?” he asks. “You decided to be two needy little brats and make us worry over you? You wanted to get a rise out of us?” The corner of his pierced lips curl into a crooked, dry smirk. “Well, baby girls, you did.” 

Your body is on fire, but not out of excitement. You know damn well you’re going to get an earful about this from all of them, not just your platinum blonde-haired Chihuahua of a boyfriend. “Kiri, we’re sorry,” Mina weakly says, staring up at the redhead through her lashes. Usually, her soft, puppy-dog eyes work, but not this time. “Oh, it ain’t just me you’re gonna have to apologize to, baby girl,” Kiri chuckles darkly. “You’ve also got these three.” 

His eyes tick above your heads. Even without turning around, you can sense the presence of your three other boyfriends standing behind you. When you and Mina slowly turn, you’re met with the very ticked-off Katsuki, Sero, and Denki standing behind you, arms crossed over their buff chests and anger radiating off of them in waves. 

Oh, shit. 

Your eyes widen as Mina grabs your hand, gripping it tightly. You both know you’re fucked. “What’s up, mamis?” Sero snickers, staring down at you and Mina with a dark look. “You look scared.” Denki grins deviously at you, practically licking his chops. “Both of them do,” he giggles. “Like they’re lookin’ at their death.” 

Bakugou barely moves except for the slight twitch by his eye––a sign that he is very, very angry. “Not till we get ‘em home,” he growls.

His eyes then tick up to Aki and Kanaki still standing near you, their eyes wide with shock. “Da fuck are you two still standin’ there for, huh?” Bakugou snarls. “They’re ours. Now back the fuck up if you know what’s good for you.” He raises his hand and the crackle of his sweat glistening in his palm is all it takes to send the two men scrambling off. 

You and Mina are practically shivering in your boots as your four boyfriends stand over you, the fear of the unknown taking over your bodies. What’s going to happen when they get you home? Are they going to spank your asses until they’re red? Are they going to edge you until you’re both crying and begging for release? Or, even worse, are they just going to do nothing at all? No touching or teasing? Neither one of their thick cocks filling you up? 

Katsuki’s crimson eyes flick around the room, noticing the club-goers watching them in awe.

“Let’s get outta here,” he grumbles lowly. “Too many eyes.” Sero gives a nod before raising his elbows and shooting several yards of sticky tape at you and Mina. You girls shriek as the tape sticks to your wrists and ankles, tying them together so movement is near impossible. Before you can protest, Katsuki is hosting you over his shoulder while Kiri scoops Mina up bridal style, much to her dismay. 

“Wait!” you shout, batting your fists against Katsuki’s muscular back. “Put me down!” This only gets you a hard smack on the ass that has you gasping and tears stinging in your eyes. It only gets worse as he travels through the club and you catch the wandering eyes of strangers. Some of their phones out, taking pictures and recording, laughing and gossiping. It’s so humiliating. All you want to do is hide under your covers and never come out again. 

You’ve never felt more revealed until you’re outside at the valet, the cool air soothing your clammy, hot skin. When you finally get to the sleek, black Range Rover that the boys each share among each other (you have a white one while Mina’s is pink), Katsuki and Kiri finally lower you and Mina down onto the pavement. You don’t bother pulling down your dress, your dignity already ruined. 

Katsuki looks like he’s about to blow a damn fuse judging from the vein pulsing in his neck. “Can’t believe you two did this shit,” he angrily growls. “Had me stressin’ at work, blowin’ up your goddamn phone, wondering if you two were okay…only to see that you two brats were flashin’ your pussies for those two extras in there.” You stare down at your shoes, pissed at your boyfriends’ behavior but also at your own. You just wanted some attention is all. 

Mina peers up at Katsuki through her black lashes with her ink-black eyes, her lips smudged of her lipgloss. “Katsuki,” she weakly says. Katsuki’s eyes sharpen at his government name being used. “Who?” he growls, crossing his beefy arms over his chest. You and Mina share the same ‘uh-oh’ look, realizing that your man has now switched into fully Daddy Dom mode. You’re sure the other three have done the same. And that is so, so hot. 

Mina nervously licks her lips, squeezing her thighs together. “D-Daddy,” she whimpers. “Please, guys, it was all my idea. I wanted to–“ 

“Shut the fuck up,” Katsuki growls. Mina buttons her lip as he opens the door to the backseat, jutting his chin inside the car. “Get your asses in the car, now.” You and Mina have no choice but to climb into the backseat of the car, getting two harsh smacks on the ass in the process. Denki and Sero get in behind you and position themselves in their seats first before having you and Mina sit in their laps. 

When Katsuki and Kiri get in the front seats, Katsuki practically jams his key into the ignition and tails out of the valet like a bat out of hell. He has gotten plenty of tickets before for his driving which becomes exceedingly more reckless when he is pissed. Only now now he is pissed and also horny: a dangerous combination. Kiri turns on the stereo and bumps a City Girls song; one that you particularly like and always gets you dancing. 

Denki grips your hips from underneath you, nearly digging his nails into your mini dress. 

“Oooh, you two are gonna get it at home,” he growls, a devious edge to his voice. You sit rigidly on top of him, legs closed and hands in your lap. “But before that happens…” You feel his warm hand on your cheek, turning you to face him and those electric, golden eyes. “Now show us exactly what you were doin’ with those two in there, princess,” he hums. “It was pretty good music. I bet you were grinding this pussy all over them on that dance floor, weren’t you?” 

His hands slide down your sides to your thighs, squeezing them generously, before using one hand to pry your legs open to reveal your glittery thong. You whimper as his fingers begin to slide up and down the tiny cloth covering above your pussy. “Mmm, so wet already,” he coos to you. “Was that because of those guys or ‘cause you knew we’d fuck you up when you finally got home?” 

You don’t answer, not sure how to. Plus, Denki’s fingers rubbing circles around your clit is making it hard to think straight. “Katsuki, turn up the music,” he orders. The platinum-blonde glaringly stares at his golden-haired boyfriend through the rearview mirror. “Don’t tell me what to do,” he growls, but does so anyway. The music is soon bumping through the speakers as Katsuki zooms down the highway, swerving lanes like a madman. 

Denki begins to swerve and swirl his hips underneath you, bumping his hard-on against your pussy and ass. “Dance for us, princess,” he demands, taking his hand to give your thigh a smack. He turns to Mina who has her skirt up her thighs, Sero’s hands all over her. “That goes for you too, Pinkie. Show us exactly how hard you got those losers in there.” 

You press your lips together disapprovingly. “But they weren’t–“ You’re cut off by a sharp hiss from your lips when Denki grabs your hair, yanking on it. “Is that lip?” he asks, a growl in his voice. Heat pools between your thighs at his switch in character. Usually, though mischievous, Denki is very laid-back, so to see him way out of his element and being so dominant with you is a major turn-on for you. You slowly shake your head and he releases your hair though your scalp stings. “That’s what I thought. Now get to it.” 

So you and Mina dance for the men sitting underneath you, your asses twirling and grinding into their laps and hardened cocks underneath their pants. You place your hands firmly on Denki’s knees and your feet on the car floor as you toot your ass up and down for him, shaking it as much as you can in the backseat. The more you dance, the more Denki ogles and grabs, the more turned-on he gets. 

“Look at this lil’ dress ridin’ up,” he coos, his hands back under your dress. “I bet it was like that on the dance floor, wasn’t it? And what’s this here?” He roughly pulls you back down to sit on his lap and lifts your dress up high to reveal your sparkly thong. “My favorite thong too?” A deep, aroused growl emits from his throat. “I didn't realize you were wearin’ it, babe. You’re just lookin’ to get fucked, aren’t you?” 

He begins to rub circles along your clit again, sending sparks of pleasure deep into your core. Before you can say anything to stop him, his fingers are creeping under your thong to move them aside, revealing your aching, puffy, wet pussy to him, Sero, and Kiri and Katsuki who stare in the rearview mirror. “Denki,” you whimper, your thighs quivering as his fingers ghost over your pussy, teasing you even more. 

“You’re wearin’ that glittery shit?” Katsuki rumbles, his knuckles turning white from how tight he’s gripping the wheel. “You’re gonna fuckin’ get it later, I hope you know that.” 

“This one ain’t no better,” Sero comments along with Mina’s soft whimpers. You turn, finding his fingers under Mina’s dress. “Just look at this shit!” He cackles as he lifts her dress up to reveal her bare, apple-bottomed, pink ass to the whole car. Kiri turns around now, staring into the backseat. “No panties, babe?” he laughs in awe. “Guess you two were desperate for everyone to know how slutty you are.” 

You watch as Sero begins to toy with Mina, pressing his mouth on both of her asscheeks to nibble and kiss at them. Mina wantonly moans, her eyes fluttering closed as her boyfriend’s hands move to her sides, his fingers sliding up and down them. You’re so distracted that you don’t even realize that Denki has removed his hand from your thong to replace them with his knee. His solid knee feels so good on your throbbing pussy and clit, giving you the relief you need as you begin to grind your cunt against his thigh. “Denki,” you whimper. “Please.” 

Denki moves his hand to place on your throat, not squeezing but letting you know it’s there. “Please what, princess?” he hums. “Hm? You wanna stop?” You weakly shake your head, words dying in your throat as whimpers and moans bubble to the surface. Denki chuckles and grips your neck harder now, causing you to gasp. “Of course, you don’t, you little slut,” he whispers into your ear. “Of course you like grinding on my thigh like the desperate cumslut you are.” 

“Fuck, Sero!” Mina suddenly squeals from beside you. In the haze of your pleasure, you turn, finding Mina with her legs open wide and Sero’s finger curling into her wet pussy. As he slowly fingerfucks her, you can hear how wet Mina’s pussy is, the lewd sounds making you grind harder against Denki’s thigh. 

“Fuck!” Katsuki grunts. “I can hear how wet they are. You two brats are lucky I’m driving.” Kiri is just about dying, ogling at the two of you from the passenger’s seat. “God, that’s so hot,” he groans. “I can't wait to get you two home.” 

And only when you two get home. Making that clear, Denki forces you to stop by gripping your waist and Sero pauses his fingerfucking to give you both a firm glare. “Don’t cum,” Katsuki orders, staring sharply at both of you girls in the rearview mirror. “Neither one of you. If you cum now, you won’t be able to cum later, understood?” 

Though dizzy with pleasure, you and Mina manage to answer him the way he wants to be answered: “Yes, daddy,” you both weakly say, chests heaving, hearts racing, and pussies wet. 

When you finally get in the house fifteen minutes later after flying across the city, you barely have any time to get your shoes off before the boys are hustling you and Mina upstairs. At some point, Katsuki throws you over his shoulder and Kiri hikes Mina up in his arms, running up the steps with you girls as you squeal in protest. When you get to your master bedroom, Katsuki kicks the door open and tosses you onto the bed. You shriek as you go flying before hitting the mattress, bouncing a bit as you do. 

Mina goes flying too as Kiri tosses her down beside you. You two them lay on your backs, staring up at your four boyfriends looming over your tinier figures, staring down at you almost predator-like. “What should we do with them first?” Denki excitedly asks, lust in his eyes. Katsuki deviously smirks at you and Mina, filling you with dread. “I’ve got just the thing,” he chuckles before glaring down at you girls. “Get on your knees, hands behind your back.” 

Sharing a withering look, you and Mina slowly do as Katsuki says. As you sit with your pretty asses facing them in such a submissive position, the four groan at the sight, making you bite your lip in utter anticipation. The throbbing in your pussy only gets worse when Sero reapplies the tape to your ankles and wrists, making it hard to move or escape. You’ve never been this horny before. What is it about pissing your boyfriends off that makes you so damn wet? 

Sero then steps back to admire his handiwork. “Now neither one of you can run from us,” he deviously hums. “We can do whatever the fuck we want with you now.” That turns you on even more: to be so helpless under their touches; to be completely at their mercy. Sero runs a finger down your cheek, his touch making you quiver. ”But you wouldn’t run away even if you didn’t have my tape wrapped around your wrists, would you?” 

You know the answer: hell no. And Mina knows it too. 

“Bend ‘em over,” Katsuki grunts, foreplay be damned. “I need to teach these two greedy sluts a lesson in obedience.” Sero and Kiri do as they are ordered and position you and Mina so you’re both bent over, knees and the soles of your feet dug into the mattress. “Are we being punished?” Mina asks, her voice slightly muffled from the mattress. 

You adjust your head slightly to look behind you, finding Katsuki glaring at her from above. He then yanks her skirt over her pink ass before doing the same to you, leaving the thong on. “What the fuck do you think?” he hisses before his hand is colliding with the meat of her ass. A loud whine leaves Mina’s lips and you flinch at the harsh sound of skin colliding with skin. 

You don’t have much time to prepare when Katsuki is giving you the same treatment. His hands are rough from years of pro-hero work, so his slaps hurt like hell. They are rough and sting like fire licking across your skin. You gasp and gnaw harshly on your lip to avoid crying out. He continues to do this to both you and Mina, making your asses jiggle and tears spring into your eyes. “Is this what you wanted?” he grunts. “To get punished like this? Make me lose my mind like this?” 

You dig your face into the mattress, muffling your screams of pain at merciless spanks. Finally, Kiri tags in, putting a hand on Katsuki’s chest to stop him. “My turn,” he darkly chuckles. “Brace yourself, ladies. You know my hand is heavy.” And boy, is it. Way more than Katsuki’s because of his quirk. His hands are hard and rough, his palms calloused. 

And they hurt even worse when they collide with your ass. Adding new, fresh spanks on top of the ones Katsuki already gave you is the worse pain you’ve ever felt. It’s excruciating. You’re so sure that your ass is red despite your skin tone at this point with how harsh Kiri is being.

“Don’t flinch,” he orders. “You wanted this shit, then you’ve got it. All the attention you could ask for. He gives both you and Mina the same treatment, wailing in on your asses like he's trying to get some gold rings out of you. He babbles about how fat your asses are and how they jiggle whenever he smacks them, obviously enjoying how they move.

Then it’s Denki’s turn. Ever the sadist, when he brings his hand down upon you, he makes sure to slip his quirk in too. As his hand collides with your ass, a tiny spark shoots from his palm to your ass straight through your ass. You quiver and shake at the short electrocution, a gasp leaving your lips. “Oops!” he mockingly says. “Guess I let my quirk slip.” Though you can’t see it with your face still in the mattress, you can hear Mina’s shriek and feel her body shivering when Denki gives her the same treatment. 

“Fuck, that shiver was so cute,” Kiri groans. “Do that again, Denks.” Denki does so to both you and Mina, giving you two shock after shock. Each one is more intense than the next, making you feel as if you are repeatedly being poked with an electric rod. Then it’s Sero’s turn and though he gives your asses some wet kisses first to soothe the pain, all of that goes to shit when his hands collide with your asscheeks too. 

Minutes feel like hours the more hits you take from them, one after the other. Your and Mina’s cries fill the bedroom, bouncing off of the walls for no one to hear. Your ass begins to ache and sting to the point where you’re crying, the comforter wet beneath you. “Please stop!” you tearfully beg. “It hurts!” Mina sniffles beside you, softly crying at the pain. 

Though the spanks luckily stop, you feel two rough, thick fingers peel your soaked thong away from your cunt and playing with your pussy, easing some of the fiery stings along your asscheeks. “Your pussy says something completely different,” Katsuki tsks. “Little slut. You still need to be taught a lesson, don’t you?” You then suddenly feel his thick, wet tongue sliding along your wet folds, sucking on your pussy lips and on the sensitive bud of your clit. Your mouth falls open at the feeling, your ass shamelessly arching into his face. “F-Fuck, ‘Suki!” you moan. 

You turn your head to look at Mina, finding Kiri kneeling behind her ass, his hands prying her cheeks apart. “Don’t think you don’t get the same treatment, bratty girl,” he teasingly purrs before his mouth is on Mina’s pretty, pink pussy, devouring every inch of it. 

Katsuki isn’t at all slow or loving. He eats every single part of your pussy, sucking harshly on the right places and being more gentle yet merciless with the other, more sensitive parts of you. You even feel his finger sliding against the puckered hole of your asshole, making your body quiver from the sheer among of pleasure you’re feeling. The sounds that leave your lips are loud and lewd, bouncing off of the bedroom walls. From beside you, you can hear the sobbing, wet sounds of Kiri licking Mina’s pussy as she moans and whines, her face buried deep into the bed. Katsuki pulls away from your clit momentarily to bark, “Sero, Denki; plug up those other holes of there’s.” 

You weakly look up to find Denki and Sero kneeling in front of you and Mina, looking excited and extremely devilish. “Oooh, I love this part,” Denki happily sighs. “I’ve been wantin’ to fuck their throats all night!” He settles in front of Mina, forcing her to look up at him by gripping her hair and hoisting her up onto her forearms. He then yanks down his pants with one hand, revealing his hardened cock protruding from a patch of golden, trimmed curls. 

Sero smirks down at you, his hands working his zipper down. “Guess I get you tonight, mami,” he purrs. “No matter. Both of your pretty little throats make me happy either way.” Then his pants are coming off too, revealing a hard, thick cock jumping against his toned lower stomach, the boubous head bubbling with precum. “Open up,” he growls and you have no choice but to do so when Katsuki plunges his tongue inside of your pussy, tongefucking you without warning. As your mouth opens on a long whine, Sero plunges his cock deep into your mouth. 

“That’s it, mama,” he groans as his thick cock stretches out your mouth. “Take me deep. Don’t be distracted.” You whine around his length, nearly choking it from how deep it goes until you nearly feel it touch the back of your throat.

“Fuck!” Sero growls, his hand moving to the back of your head to wind your braids around his fist. It becomes even harder to focus when he begins fucking your face, his stomach pressing against your nose again and again as he plunges his dick in and out of your mouth, emitting gargled gasps and muffled whines from you. 

While all you smell and taste is Sero, you don’t just feel his thick cock stretching your jaw. The fact that you feel him and Katsuki both fucking your holes makes it so hard to focus on anything. You feel yourself going slack, your limbs growing tired and your jaw aching from Sero repeatedly fucking your throat. “This is what you wanted, right?” he grunts, the black hairs from his mullet in his face. “You just wanted to get fucked like the sweet lil’ slut you are?” 

You gargle in response and he removes his cock, now dripping in your saliva, from your mouth. You are awarded air then and gulp down as much as you can, coughing. Sero grips your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “Sorry, mama; I couldn’t hear you,” he chuckles. “Now say it again. Let the guys hear you.” 

You can tell without looking that Katsuki, Kiri, and Denki are listening intently to you, waiting for you to say what they already know. Sero squeezes your cheeks together, making it hard to speak, but you manage to do so, your voice soft and weak from your throat being fucked. “Yes, papi,” you answer, peering up at Sero through your lashes. “Your baby girl just wanted to get fucked. We both did.” Mina wines pitifully beside you, proving your statement. 

This makes your boys go completely feral. Sero plugs your mouth back with his cock and fucks it like it’s his last time doing so, Denki following suit with Mina’s throat. Katsuki is having a ball behind you, his hands roughly gripping your ass and his tongue flicking along your clit the way you like. “Slutty lil’ bimbo, makin’ me so worried for you,” he growls into your cunt, the vibrations filling your core with pleasure. “All just ‘cause you wanted some dick.” His tongue then plunges deep into your pussy, making you whine around Sero’s cock. 

It doesn’t take long for Sero or Denki to cum. You know Sero is close by how hard he starts gripping your hair, nearly yanking the braids out of your scalp. His thrusts are rougher and harder, his abs slamming against your mouth and his heavy balls swinging against your chin. “Gonna cum,” he growls. “Such a good girl takin’ this dick, baby.” 

Denki is whining, overly-dramatic mess. His moans are loud and bounce off the walls as he slams his cock deep into Mina’s throat while Kiri continues to eat her out like she’s his last meal. “Gonna cum!” Denki shouts, his head thrown back in ecstasy. “Gonna cum deep down your slutty throat!” Mina whines is response as Kiri nibbles lightly on her pussy lips with his sharp teeth, chuckling at her reactions. 

You get no kind of warning when Sero finally floods your mouth with his cum, swearing in Spanish as he does so. There is so much nut that it spills out of your mouth and dribbles down your chin. “Hold it,” he demands as he slips his semi-hard cock out of your mouth. “Lemme see my cum in your mouth, puta.”

You carefully tilt your chin up to hold his cum in your mouth, showing the creamy substance on your tongue. Sero grins down at you proudly. “Good girl,” he coos, pecking your forward. “Now swallow.” 

As soon as Denki and Sero cum in your and Mina’s mouth, you know that you’re deep in for a night of punishment. The rest of the things your men do to you and your girlfriend are one torturous yet pleasurable blur that is only heightened by the weed you smoked and the shots of alcohol you threw back earlier at the club. Katsuki and Kiri don’t let you or Mina cum, pulling away when you’re just about to burst all over their faces. “Not yet,” Katsuki growls. “You two sluts don't get to cum until we say so.” 

Before you know what’s happening, Sero is repositioning your tired arms up high over your head and laying you down on your back so you’re side by side with Mina. You stare into her inkwell eyes and at her soft, pink lips when you’re both suddenly filled by Katsuki and Kiri at the same time. Kiri and Katsuki switch between you and Mina’s pussies, taking turns filling you and fucking you dumb into the mattress. 

Kiri is more loving and slow with his strokes but still all the more merciless. He slings your leg over his broad shoulder and kisses your foot while his cock fills you, stroking the wet, gummy walls of your pussy. “So good,” he groans, his face as red as his hair. “You feel so good around me, baby girl. Keep grippin’ me just like that.” More praise and sweet nothings leave his lips as he pummels you as hard as you want, relishing the broken moans and whines that leave your lips. 

Meanwhile, Katsuki is rough, wild, and feral. He fucks you into the bed in a mating press position, his feet on the bed and his dick pummeling into your pussy over and over again. Squelching sounds emit from down below as your juices and flavored lube slip down your asscrack to the bed, making your walls even slipperier and causing Katsuki to have an easier time fucking you silly. His large hand grips your throat and his nose touches yours, making the sex even more intense with him so close. “You like that, slut?” he snarls in your face. “You like me fucking you dumb?”

All you can do is whine in response. Words are meaningless at this point. Katsuki forces you to open your mouth and spits in it in response before swirling his tongue with yours, tasting himself.

While Sero sits against the headboard, lazily stroking his cock to the sights and sounds of his girls, Denki gets right in the mix. His sneaky fingers tweak and tug on your nipples and play with your clit while Kiri and Katsuki continue to plunge deep into your squelching, sobbing, wet pussies over and over again. Every single touch from Denki is twinged with a zap of electricity that sends you farther over the edge, trying to balance that pain and pleasure. 

You don’t even realize that you’re drooling until Denki points it out. “Awww, she’s drooling!” he cackles. He leans in close to you despite Katsuki still pounding you into the bed.

His thumb swipes across your bottom lip to catch your saliva and he sucks on his thumb, humming at the taste of you. “Is Bakugou fucking you dumb, slutty girl, hm?” he teasingly asks. "Or am I just fryin’ that pretty brain of yours?” You whine weakly in response, too distracted by Katsuki’s delicious cock bullying your insides. 

When Katsuki finally cums inside of you, it’s messy and big. He cums with an uncharacteristic, almost animalistic roar as he spills his nut deep inside of your cunt, his hand still pinning you to the bed. Kiri cums too, a loud moan of Mina’s name leaving his lips as he nuts deep inside of her tight walls. You girls take every ounce of their cum, just as you do when they flip you back over onto your hands and knees.

They don’t allow you to recover or rest. “Sluts don't get to rest,” Katsuki tells you, a dark chuckle in his voice. “They only get what they deserve. And you two bimbos deserve to be fucked until your pussies are mush.” 

And he sticks to his word. Each one of them do. When you and Mina are flipped back onto your hands and knees, your men plug up your pretty, wet holes again. Katsuki and Kiri fuck your throats while Denki and Sero kneel behind you, plunging their cocks deep inside of your pussies to fuck you doggystyle.

You get Denki this time and shit, are you in for it. The man makes sure you fuck you stupid, his foot on the bed and hands grappling your tits to zap your poor little nipples. He even dips under your thighs to rub your clit, his fingertips pulsing with electricity. It has you whimpering and shivering as the short currents of electricity course through you. 

When he finally cums inside of you, you’re just about done and filled to the brim, but then Kiri takes you. He has you lay down on your stomach and fucks you prone bone style. “Don't do anything, baby,” he coos as his cock strokes your sensitive, gushy walls. “Just lemme do all the work, m’kay? Be a good girl and take me.” 

And you do. You don’t have much of a choice. You can only lie there and let Kiri fuck your body like his own personal fleshlight, his thick cock sliding against your G-spot. Your body is tired and your pussy is screaming for release, but Kiri doesn’t let you cum. Neither of them let Mina cum either. She is spread out against the headboard, Denki’s face in her pussy while Katsuki and Sero have their cocks in her face, taking turns sliding them in and out of her wet mouth. 

When Kiri cums, it is just as messy and explosive as Katsuki’s nut is. He grips your hips and pins you down to the bed as his big body tenses above you, pleasure coursing through his veins. “Fuck!” he whines, the sound nearly pushing you over the edge. “Such a good girl!” And like a good girl, you take every ounce of his cum pumping inside of you, groaning softly as you feel it slide down your thighs. 

“Goddammit, please, daddies!” Mina sobs. “Please just let us cum!” She is only met with callused laughter from the guys, humored at her pain. “You cum when we say so,” Katsuki growls. “Now shut the fuck up and get on your fuckin’ knees for us so you can have your treat.” 

Mina does as she is told, sliding onto her knees on the bed in front of you. You barely know what’s happening, too exhausted and dazed to realize it. When you suddenly feel Mina’s tongue sliding against your cum-covered, fucked-silly pussy, her hands prying your legs apart, your soul just about leaves your body. “N-No,” you weakly protest. “No, please…t-too much! Please, daddies, stop!” 

Your sobs and pleas of mercy fall on deaf ears as Katsuki, Kiri, and Sero surround you once more, their hard cocks and gorgeous bodies in your face. Denki situates himself behind Mina and slides inside of her as she eats you out. He doesn’t take his time or let her adjust first before fucking deep into her, his stomach slamming against her ass and his fingers tweaking her nipples, emitting screams and wails from her as she greedily eats your cunt. 

“Shut up and open your mouth,” Katsuki cooly says. “Or you don’t cum at all tonight. Believe me, baby: you know we’ll do it.”

That threat is worse than death to you at this point, so you open your mouth and let the trio fuck your throat raw and yank on your braids. They start to morph into one the more you endure, each cock becoming more of the same one. You’re losing it, the combination of pain and pleasure fogging your brain and making reality nothing more than an illusion. 

“Such a good little toy for us,” Kiri coos, watching you take Katsuki’s cock with awe, his hand pumping his own in time with his boyfriend’s thrusts. Sero does the same, stroking his dick right next to your face. “Does our little girl wanna cum?” he teases. “You wanna cum all over Mina’s face while she creams on Denki’s dick?” 

You lazily nod with tears pricking your eyes despite Katsuki’s cock in your throat while Mina eagerly moans in agreement, her tongue slashing your clit again and again. You can feel your body getting closer to that release. You don’t know what you’ll do if they deny your release again.

Fortunately, that doesn’t happen. To your shock and relief, Katsuki pulls his cock out of your mouth and pumps it right in your face, his hand working himself furiously. “Cum for us, slut,” he demands. “Both of you. Do it now before I change my mind.” 

‘Finally,’ you think. You sob in delirious happiness while Mina babbles grateful thanks into your cunt. “Thank you, daddies!” she whines as Denki fucks her harder. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

You swear that when you cum, it’s an out-of-body experience. Your soul practically leaves you and sees heaven when the pleasure washes over you, plunging you into a sea of bliss. Your orgasm rips through you at the same time as Mina, your moans and screams of release filling the bedroom. 

When you burst all over Mina’s face, she eagerly and hungrily cleans you up, sucking on your inner thighs and sliding her tongue down your asscrack to catch the rest of your cum. When she picks up her head to stare at you from between your thighs, her mouth is coated in your juices, making her lips shine with you. “God, that’s so hot!” Denki pitifully whines. “I’m gonna cum so hard!” 

“Not inside of her, Denks,” Kiri warns, his teeth gritted as his orgasm begins to rise. “Do it on her face. Come over here and help us coat their pretty faces.” Denki doesn’t need to be told twice. He slides out of Mina and practically tosses her beside you, forcing your faces to tilt up at them. 

Just as they like, you stick your tongues out and keep your eyes on them and their cocks, hypnotized at how fast their hands pump their cocks. Just for their girls. Their grunts and moans fill the air, making your sensitive pussies throb despite just cumming, signaling that they’re close. “This is what you get,” Katsuki grunts. “This is what you get for bein’ brats.” 

You and Mina get the point when your men finally cum all over you. You get no warning, but even if you did, you would still be surprised at how much there is. Their cum is explosive and messy, coating your faces, lips, tits, and even sliding down your stomaches. Cries and growls of unison fill the air as their nut splashes all over your skin, coating you in their scent and making a very clear statement: ‘You’re ours.’ A delirious laugh bubbles from deep in your chest when their warm cum splashes all over you, the intensity of tonight finally ebbing. 

Finally free from the constraints of edge play, you and Mina fall back onto the mattress side by side, exhausted, spent, and still covered in cum. The boys recover above you, breathing raggedly and coated in sweat. “Well,” Sero huffs, “that was something.” Denki laughs from beside him. “I’ll say!” 

Kiri tilts his head up to the ceiling, his muscles glistening in perspiration. “I think we’re all in need of a hot bath,” he sighs. “Anybody in for a dip in our whirlpool tub for the night?” The guys hum in agreement. Though you want to agree too, all you can let out is a tiny, weak moan. 

“We’re all takin’ a bath,” Katsuki gruffly states, “but before that, I need an answer." You suddenly feel him hover over you, his crimson eyes glaring at you and Mina. “So are you gonna pull that shit again with us?” he asks, his voice dangerously low and daring you to fuck with him. 

You and Mina stare at each other, exhaustion written all over your sticky faces. You each turn back to your boyfriends sitting above you and shake your heads. “No, daddies,” you obediently reply. “We promise we won’t.” 

The boys grin proudly and each press a wet kiss to your lips in appreciation for your obedience.

But even they know that’s a damn lie, and they look forward to the next time they’ll get to teach you and Mina a lesson. 

THE END.

[tradgedyinwaves]

Touch - Ch. 4

Another touch of smut. MDNI 18+

______________________________________________________________ The Next Day. Saturday.

Anxiety. First date anxiety to be exact and it had your stomach in knots. You’d woken to no alarm, blissfully off work that day and lounging in bed for a few minutes had been nice until you were hit with a pang in your stomach when you remembered you had a date with Price that night. Suddenly, you couldn’t lay in bed anymore. Tossing off the covers and heading to the kitchen, you brewed some tea to try to calm the racing of your heart while you mentally worked through everything you’d need to accomplish today before said date.

Only after tearing through your closet did you settle on a black dress that had been hanging in the back for ages. It hugged your curves in all the right places without making you self conscious about the curves you didn’t like. You’d originally bought it for an anniversary dinner with Kit, but when he’d canceled with the excuse that his job needed him to stay late (or in reality, your cousin insisted he come over), it never saw the light of day. What better time to wear it than on a date with a new man? 

You quickly found that John Price was not one to be tardy to anything. He’d shown up five minutes before eight, waiting patiently at the door while you called from inside that you were coming. Opening the door to your flat as you wiggled on your heels, you were presented with a bouquet of hyacinths and lilacs decorated with sprigs of baby’s breath. “Johnny said they were your favorite,” Price shrugged, giving you a warm smile as you invited him in and took the flowers to inhale their sweet scent. Your eyes traveled from the bouquet to his outfit for the evening and internally groaned at how handsome he looked in the maroon button up that stretched over his chest and biceps and black slacks that you decided you wouldn’t mind seeing on the bedroom floor.

“Please, make yourself at home. I just need to get these into a vase and then we can leave,” you stated before rushing into the kitchen, Price’s eyes glued to your backside as you disappeared. Quickly, you filled a vase and dropped the bouquet into the water, admiring it with a girlish giddiness and promising yourself that you’d properly set it up once you returned. 

When you returned to the living room, Price was looking over the bookshelves surrounding your TV and you walked over to join him. “This is my favorite,” you said, reaching up to hook your finger over the spine of a well-loved book, pulling it out and handing it to him. “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland,” Price’s gruff voice stated, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips and he looked you over with an appreciative gaze. You were smart. Just one more thing to adore about their shiny new toy.

“I love the fantasy, but also the deeper meanings behind it,” you replied, blushing lightly as you took the book and put it back in its place on the shelf. “Maybe one day we’ll talk a bit more about it,” you added, knowing if you started in on the intricacies of Lewis Carrol’s famous book, you’d never shut up. Price nodded and checked his watch before his hand came to rest against the small of your back. “We should get going, little bird. We have reservations,” Price spoke softly, his mustache twitching with his words. 

John Price was known to be a man with endless self control, but you seemed to be the exception. As the two of you made your way downstairs, his blue hues stayed glued to your form, taking in the way the dress accentuated your waist without hiding your wide hips. The short kitten heels that clicked on the stairs made your calves flex and contract in a way that made his mouth water. And he couldn’t ignore the way your hair shined in the light of the lamp post outside next to his truck. 

As you not so gracefully clambered into his truck, you noticed a figure on the far side of the street bearing the same skull mask you’d seen weeks before. Why did it seem so familiar? But then Price had your attention as he climbed behind the wheel and when you looked back, the shadow was gone. It made your brows furrow, but you shook off the feeling it left you with, choosing to focus on your date. 

The restaurant was nice, not too fancy, but definitely warranted your more formal attire. “Two for Price,” he stated to the host, voice rough but polite. He’d offered you his arm after opening the truck door for you and you’d accepted, sliding your hand into the crook of his elbow. The two of you followed the host to your table in the corner, Price pulling out your chair in a show of gentlemanly chivalry before taking his seat with his back to the wall. 

The waiter arrived, greeting Price like an old friend and it made something in your chest tighten. How many other dates had he brought here? But your concerns were quickly dealt with when the prettiest man you’d ever seen approached the table. “Price! Wonderful to see you again,” the man turned to you now, leaning down to take your hand and kiss the back of it. “And you must be the pretty lass Price and So- Johnny can’t seem to stop talking about.” 

You blushed a fierce red, head turning to look at Price who seemed to be a bit pinker than before. “Aw, hush it, mate. Little bird, this is Kyle, a friend of ours and the owner’s son,” Price introduced with a small smirk and your head swiveled back to look up at the man standing next to you. “It’s a lovely restaurant. I suppose that’s where you learned to cook? Johnny can’t stop talking about your food,” you replied, giving him a kind smile. “Ah, he’d have more to say if he took more than a second to taste it. Mate inhales food like it’s going to disappear,” Kyle chuckled and raised his hand to rub the top of his head before sliding down to wrap around the back of his neck. “Well, I’ll leave you two to it. It’s on the house, Cap.” Kyle bent to take your hand again, kissing the back before standing straight. It left you staring at the spot on your hand while Kyle winked at Price over your head before disappearing into the back. 

For now, you perused the menu even though you knew you’d be ordering a salad. “What looks good to you?” Price asked, leaning over and incidentally against you as he looked at your menu, rather than his own. “Oh, I was just going to order a salad. They look pretty good,” you muttered back, feeling heat rise on the back of your neck. “Just because I call you little bird, doesn’t mean you need to eat like one. Get a steak, or pasta. Something you’ll enjoy,” he insisted, warmth pouring from his expression. You flushed and muttered that the steak looked fantastic and he nodded, proud that you’d listened to him. “Good girl,” he praised and you were pretty sure your stomach had dropped out of your ass, the color lingering on your cheeks turning darker. 

The dinner went by without a hitch once you’d conceded that the steak was worth it and much better than your original choice of a salad. You’d surprised him when you asked the waiter for a glass of whiskey neat, adding another reason the boys would adore you. 

Afterwards, the two of you headed back to your flat, chattering along as if the pair of you weren’t essentially strangers. The closer you got, the more your previous anxiety reared its ugly head. The evening had been wonderful and John was nothing less than a perfect gentleman, so when you entered your flat with him on your heels, you offered him a drink and disappeared into the kitchen. 

Meanwhile, Price was pulling out his phone and quickly updating the boys on the night, chuckling at their outrage at the lack of information he was providing. Shoving his phone back in his pocket when he heard you coming back out, you presented him with a glass of bourbon from your stash and settled next to him on the couch with your own glass. 

“So, Cap, huh?” you pressed, watching his reaction to your inquisition. Most of the night had been about you. Your job. Your car. Why you were in England instead of the US. But you still knew next to nothing about him besides he liked his liquor hard and he could fix a car. Price grunted in response before dragging a hand down his face to scratch at his beard. “Captain. I lead a task force that is made up of the boys, Johnny, Kyle, and Simon,” his words were crisp and short, letting you know that was the only information you’d get about their jobs right now. 

But you were trying to not be a wet rag when it came to letting things lie. “I see. So that means you guys go out there and do super secret missions for the government?” you asked, tone teasing in an effort to keep the conversation light. Price nodded before getting up off the couch, making the furniture creek with the weight being lifted off of it. He paced to your window, looking down at the street below. 

You stood, kicking off your heels before joining him at the window. His gaze moved from the street back to you and you had to fight back the gasp as the piercing blue of his eyes seemed smaller, taken over by the black of his pupils. Your heart hammered as he took your glass, knocked back the remaining liquid before setting it on the window sill. His hand raised to push a stray lock of hair back from your face, tucking it behind your ear before his palm was settling against the softness of your jaw.

“Tell me to stop,” Price whispered, leaning down slowly to give you a moment to process just exactly what he wanted you to stop. But you didn’t, pressing up onto the balls of your feet to close the distance. His lips were gentle against yours, ever so slightly chapped, but his mustache and beard were soft against your skin and you hummed into the kiss. Your body instinctually leaned into his, hands finding the bulging biceps under the fabric of his shirt while his free hand found the dip of your waist. 

A low growl from him and a soft sigh from you bounced between the two of you as he pulled back, his gaze meeting yours as he searched for any sign you’d like to stop. But when all he found was round eyes and a soft smile on your parted pout, he grinned and resumed ravaging your lips and tasting every inch of your mouth with his tongue. 

His large hand drifted down from your jaw to wrap lightly around your throat as his thumb slid up and down over your pulse point. Your chin tilted up and he pulled away, breath heavy and hot between you as he smirked down at the pretty bird he’d caught in his trap. “Mm, as much as I’d love to take you right here in front of the window so the whole world knows who you belong to, I’m too much of a gentleman to do so on the first date,” he breathed against your lips, voice low and you almost whined in response.

His words made your legs weak at the knees, body reacting to the first hint of physical affection you’d had in months, possibly years. “What if I asked you to?” you quipped back, unaware of where your bravado was coming from. A chuckle and a shake of his head were the response you were given before he was stepping back, though his hand never left your waist while the other dropped to join it. “I would tell you to be patient, pretty bird” he growled back, his hold on his self control quickly slipping while his grip on your waist tightened.

Price rested his forehead against yours, panting softly before he let his control slip a little in a very rare ‘fuck it’ moment. His hands slid from your waist to grasp the fat of your ass through your dress, roughly pulling you to him as he pressed his lips back against yours in a heated kiss. Your own hands clutched at the front of the pretty maroon button up, tugging at the fabric in a desperate attempt to get even closer to him. He turned you, pressing you against the brick of the wall as he pinned you between it and him. 

You could feel his arousal through his trousers, pressing against the soft flesh of your tummy as the two of you kissed like rabid teens. He gathered your hands together in one of his, pinning them over your head while the other explored your curves; over your waist, your hips, down over your plush thighs. When he pulled back to rake his gaze over your breathless form, you could see his mustache curling up with his lips in a smirk before he was leaning forward to press soft kisses along your throat.

“You have no idea what we could do to you. Such a pretty little thing,” he muttered against your sensitive skin while his free hand ran up the inside of your thighs. ‘We? Who is we?’ you thought briefly before you felt the heat of his thick digits against the gusset of your panties. A soft moan left your parted lips, swollen from kisses while your legs spread of their own accord and his resounding groan let you know he felt the same as you. 

Then why was he releasing you? Stepping away as he dropped his hands from your body and he regained control of himself. You looked up to him with confusion, still leaning against the wall as if your legs would give out if you tried to walk. “I told you, I’m too much of a gentleman,” he chuckled, coming back to give you one more sweet, short kiss. “Don’t worry, little bird, you haven’t seen the last of me.” 

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Thank you so much for the support! I appreciate it so much! Price is a little mean, but he'll make it up to her.

[delwrites]

Hey 😚 i saw you were open to request so here i am haha but totally fine if you wanna skip it tho

Ive been really into friends to secret lover trope lately

Could you write a james x reader were childhood friend and around their sixth year in hogwarts they realized their feeling and they started to secretly dating and no one knows!

The story could focus on how they got caught? Maybe a slip up during an argument? Or that reader looks so beautiful james just couldn’t help it? Or just plain old getting caught making out in the broom closet? 😅

Hey angel, thanks so much for the request! <3

Having been friends with James since your meeting him in your guys’ first year, you pride yourself on knowing all of his little habits, able to read him like a book. So when you were curled up on the sofa, himself sprawled out across the armchair beside you huffing and puffing away, it was more than obvious to you that something was up.

“Okay, what’s wrong?” you ask, turning your body as best you can to fully face him, brows creasing as you do so. He only hums inquisitively at this, refusing to look at you as he appears to find his own hands much more interesting, fidgeting away.

“Seriously, Jamie, what’s up?” At your further questioning, he lets out one big sigh as he swings his legs over from where they had been previously stretched out over the handles of the armchair, now sat how the design permitted. 

“Sirius said something to me today, got me thinking…” Realising that that was all he was willing to give you right now, you spin back around with your own huff, hugging one of the common room cushions to your chest. You know James was never too good with words, so a lot of the time you’d appreciate his choosing to stay quiet instead of stumbling over thoughts he could never fully get across.

“Hey, love?” you hum in response, eyes trained on the fire dancing before you. James’ presence always comforted you, and that paired with the warmth emanating before you made your eyes droop more than you’d like to admit. 

“Would you like to go to Hogsmead with me this weekend?”

“Oh, sure” you reply, letting a dopey smile overtake your face. “We can invite Frank and Alice, I’ve been meaning to get her back for coffee-”

“No, darling, I meant just us two?” The implication made you suck in a breath, head whipping round to study any change in his features.

“You mean like.. Like a date?” 

He smiles at you, a heartwarming grin that makes your stomach flip. You’re not too sure where this sudden taking to you has come from, you’d always thought you’d stay in the friend zone forever, doomed to an unrequited love from the most oblivious man you’ve ever known. Of course, your friends had tried to convince you otherwise. Mary would nudge you gently every time she caught James staring at you, to which you’d always brush her off one way or another, making up excuses so as to not get your hopes up. 

Who would’ve guessed that all this time, he was thinking the same about you?

You had both agreed to not tell anyone about your date until you had figured stuff out between the two of you, wanting to be secure in what the other was feeling before going public with anything. It seemed the most sensible thing to do.

But when the day of the date came, you found yourself frustrated at not being able to tell anyone. No one to help pick an outfit out, no one to help you with your hair, no one to talk to. As much as you hated it, you made a promise to James.

 There was a close call where he dragged you by your wrist into a dingy alleyway after having spotted Dorcas as she left a quaint bookshop, holding you against a wall with a finger pressed to his lip in a hush motion, hand placed on your hip to keep you still and steady, lest you run out and make yourselves known. To say the whole ordeal made your heart skip a beat would’ve been an understatement, and the sneaking around was absolutely riveting. 

So you found that what was even more frustrating, was not being able to tell anyone how good the date went. He had greeted you with a bouquet of flowers, charm placed on them to never wilt as well. He had been a gentleman the whole afternoon (he normally is anyway, but even more so this time). He had held every door open for you, even pulling out your chair for you, and paid for the whole ordeal. You felt so safe with him walking next to you, a certain pride overcoming you knowing that he liked you, and you liked him, and gosh he liked you. It was overwhelming and you longed for someone to share it with. But James had your word, and the last thing you wanted to do was mess things up with him. So, you kept your mouth shut, painful as it was.

The next few weeks consisted of you sneaking around everywhere, and although it started off as exciting, you were really starting to get tired of keeping such a daunting secret from your closest friends. There was a lot of sneaking out after curfew to have midnight picnics on the astronomy tower, consisting of snacks James had nabbed from the Great Hall during dinner. A lot of sneaking off with the promise of the bathroom on your lips to professors, instead meeting up just to get these little snippets of alone time with each other, before any of your friends could catch on, let alone someone like Minnie. 

You thought finally going on dates with James Potter would be a good thing, but you came to find that you hated it. Not the dates, they were always amazing. They always made you forget how much you disliked sneaking around, almost making it all worth it. He was amazing, and kind, and funny and gosh you liked him so very much, but the lack of sleep was starting to catch up to you, making you much more irritable than normal. 

Every time you’d sit gathered in the common room with all your friends and who you wished to be your boyfriend, all you’d want is to openly hold his hand, openly admire how good he looked in that one quidditch jumper, and oh wow, to openly kiss him. 

To be fair, he hadn’t even secretly kissed you yet. 

So when you heard Sirius talking to James in the Great Hall about a Hufflepuff girl cheering extra loud for him during their last quidditch match, always staring at him with heart eyes and blushing every time he looked her way, it got on your last nerve. 

“James, can I talk to you please?” you practically grit through your teeth, trying to keep your calm as best as you can. 

“Hold on a sec, you’ve been stealing him away so much lately, what, you guys fucking or something?” Sirius proclaimed, wiggling his eyebrows at the both of you infuriatingly. To say the least, the comment had struck a soft spot, and you wanted now more than ever for James to lift this silly rule, to be confident enough in your relationship to just admit his feelings for you, right there, in front of everybody.

It was too much to hope, as all he did was turn around and join in on the jesting, not even considering how it might make you feel.

“Gosh no, you know we’re just friends, Pads cmon, don’t be like that.” The words cut through you, hurting more than he realised. You didn’t even know what to do, but you weren’t making the decisions, your body was making them for you. You spun on your feet, tears welling up in your eyes, embarrassment overflowing through your veins like blood. You started to walk away, leaving behind you a stunned Sirius and a very regretful James.

In that moment, all conflicting feelings left him, overtaken by wanting (read: needing) to comfort you, any means necessary. He couldn’t stand to see you upset, especially by his own hand. 

When you heard him calling after you, getting up to catch up to you, you could only speed up, trying to get away from him as fast as possible.

“Honey, please, I didn’t mean it, you know I didn’t mean it-” 

It’s no surprise that he catches up to you, jogging in front of you to somewhat block your path, pleading with you to hear him out. When your stubbornness dismissed him, there was only one more thing that he could think to do that would get his point across. After all, actions do speak louder than words. 

He grabs ahold of your face with both hands, opening his mouth to say something, anything, before cutting himself off by planting his lips firmly to yours. 

James Potter really was never very good with words. So it’s a good thing that you could always understand him, words or not.

thank you so much for reading, i hope you enjoyed! i'm always open to constructive criticism and helpful feedback :) a like, comment or reblog goes so far💕

[flippinpancakes64]

Hiiii can I request the cullens x reader who dose cosplay but like the reader never told them. Like they come to visit the reader and the readers just in the most extravagant cosplay.

Have a good day

The Cullens with a Cosplayer! Reader

I have never done cosplay, but I have always wanted to. That's just what happens when you have 19 dollars in your bank account I guess. And when you're scared of contacts. And when you can't stand wearing hats or anything on your head. Maybe I'm just not cut out for cosplay.

Anyway

Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

Edward:

He already knew

I mean, that's like his whole thing, he knows what everyone is thinking about

He was a little confused when he first saw glimpses of it in your mind, but through your thoughts he was able to understand what it is

He's super supportive tho

The first time he actually gets to see you in cosplay, he is not shocked

He's actually really surprised by the quality of it

Every time you're working on your outfits, all he can hear is you being down on yourself

But either way he is the main guy for this

Bring him to cons, he will protect you

Yes he will wear the wig while you style it

Yes he will spray paint things because you don't want to stain your hands

Yes he will hold your props if your arms get tired

And yes he will help you out of whatever you're wearing if you want him to

The most you can get him to do is a closet cosplay tho

He will not wear a wig and actually go outside

And he's not wearing makeup either

You gotta take what you can get I guess

Alice:

She's a little pissed off

But only because you didn't tell her sooner

She walked in on you because she heard you struggling with one of your zippers

Like this is her specialty why wouldn't you want her help

She helps you make the most mind-blowingly beautiful cosplays

And don't even worry about your hair or makeup ever again she has that covered too

And please take her to cons with you

She wants to cosplay too

She will make you guys the most intricate couples' cosplays ever

You guys have won competitions

It doesn't even matter if she's seen the media that you guys are cosplaying from, she still manages to get all of the details completely accurate

But you have to watch her at cons

She just geeks over everyone else's outfits the whole time

She's prone to wandering off

Not that she's in danger or anything

You'll just lose her

Power couple fr

Jasper:

He's confused

He doesn't remember ever seeing that outfit before

And he doesn't remember your hair looking like that

And he cannot think of a single answer for where you could possibly be going dressed like that

He's not being negative, nor is he upset

He can feel how happy you are

He just needs it to be explained to him

He's still a little confused after you explain it, but it's okay

Ultimate helper though

He just knows that this is something that you like, so he'll support you

He will hold anything you need him to hold, wear anything you need him to wear, and go wherever you want him to go

He doesn't necessarily like going to cons

But you're there so he has a fine enough time

And he likes feeling useful

Rosalie:

She comes from the time when people primarily made their own Halloween costumes

Well, they all did, but that's not relevant rn

So when she walks in on you dressed up in your full cosplay, she just assumes that you're making the finishing touches on your Halloween costume for that year

Even if it's like February or something

After you explain what it is she's just kinda like "oh okay"

Like in the way of she doesn't care

What you do in your free time is your business, and what she does in hers is hers

If this is what makes you happy then go for it

She'll help you out with little things

Holding things for you, fitting things into place if they're too tough for you, minor sewing adjustments

But her big contribution would be animatronics

If you want a pair of mechanical wings that move with your arms, it's done

If you want any little contraption as a prop it is done and fully functional

Rosalie please make me a working ICoffin I beg

Emmett:

"I didn't know it was Halloween... wait, it's not Halloween"

My guy is perplexed

He has no clue what you're doing

And even after you explain it he's still confused

Cannot grasp the concept of dressing up as a character you really like outside of Halloween

But he's the kind of guy to not understand something but still accept it

Like hell yeah you do your thing

Ultimate scary dog privileges

Like people usually don't come up to you to ask for a picture at cons because Emmett scares people away from just being there

Especially if you're wearing something that has a weapon as a prop and you have him hold it

He likes holding the weapons props

You can convince him to get in a cosplay

But it has to be something sexy, that's what he wants

He wants to be Pyramid Head

He wants to be Wolverine

You know what I mean?

Like, he wants to be a ripped guy

And yeah you could do a matching cosplay, but he wouldn't get it so just do whatever you want

He's okay with a spiderman costume from Party City tbh

Esme:

She's confused

No clue what you could be doing tbh

She likes it though

She thinks it's super cool

She knows how to sew and do basic stuff, but she's never really picked it up as a hobby or anything

She's more than willing to help with anything you need

She will model anything you need her to

She will wear every wig, every prop piece, every clothing article, anything

Wouldn't really enjoy cons

Idk

I just feel like she'd get overstimulated at everything that's going on

She'll go with you to one or two of them, but not all

Don't worry though she would be nearby

If y'all had to travel to go to a con she'd go with and go like shopping or smthn while you're at the con

Carlisle:

Yeah he's confused

I don't think even in the modern era he would be on technology that often

So he doesn't know who you're supposed to be, what you're doing, or why you seem so ashamed that he "caught" you

He honestly could care less what you do

If this makes you happy then who is he to judge

All of his money is yours

Use it all he doesn't care

He's also more than willing to help you with anything you need

And he will go with you to every con

All of the people love him too

He's so kind and inquisitive

He goes up to everybody at the cons and asks them who they are, if they made their outfit, how long it took them, etc.

It also helps that anytime someone has a medical emergency he is there and willing to help

You know those shirts that are like "Con Dad" or "Con Mom"

You get him one that says "Con Doctor"

Vampire! Bella:

She knows what cosplay is

I think I'd be more shocked if she didn't

But that's not the first thing that immediately comes to mind when she vaults through your bedroom window and you're dressed like someone from the 1800s

She's just kinda like "...am I intruding or?"

You're gonna need to show her what cosplay is actually like

Cause right now she has that stereotypical image in her mind of a neck beard anime obsessed redditor

She helps you make all of your stuff

Even if she says the whole time that this is cringe and whatever

But the first time you take her to a con that changes

She sees all of the cosplays that are super intricate and advanced and she's just shocked

She's like "people really made this stuff????"

So yeah now she wants to go every time to see all the cool stuff

[writingsofwesteros]

Social Media AU

Chapter One

@dreamfyre03 and @writingsofwesteros

“Daenora please,” Alicent said exasperatedly. “You can’t wear that to a company event, I can’t bear to listen to your father or your grandfather give me a lecture on your ostentatious fashion choices.”

The tight, short, red dress with beading depicting a dragon in black was a custom piece, as the silver haired girl informed her mother- designers from the Free Cities would give a limb to see a young Targaryen heiress wearing one of their creations. It wasn’t to say that her mother wasn’t fashion oriented; she was just…more conservative leaning. Indeed, it was easy to forget how young her mother actually was, with the way her features were always contorted in an image of worry, stress, or just pure exhaustion- unless there were cameras around. The twelve year age difference between her parents was one that her father had thrown money at every Westerosi media outlet to turn a blind eye to, and she was quite sure her grandfather had done the same. 

“It’s custom, Mother,” Daenora reached for the black boots to go with the outfit. “A new up and coming  designer from Lys.” “That isn’t helping. Please, darling, this is the last weekend before you and your siblings return to St. Baelor’s and I’d prefer it was a peaceful one. I’d really rather avoid another incident like what happened at the Baratheon gala.” Her mother said, going through her daughter’s closet for something more toned down. Daenora smiled to herself as she remembered that night- her oldest brother Aegon had been drinking way too much, as he often did, and she with him, and when they with their other siblings, Aemond and Helaena, went up to the rooftop of the building, Aegon popped a bottle of champagne and sprayed it onto the waiting press down below. Father was livid, Mother was weary- and that led to her father paying those reporters a hefty sum to stay quiet, and of course, when he ripped into each of the four of them in an exasperated rage, picking at anything he could find- including the outfit she wore that night. She found it a fond memory if only because it meant she royally pissed off Viserys Targaryen. 

It was a fun pastime, annoying her father, and she resolved in her mind to continue to do it until he quit being a massive hypocrite. That same weekend, her half-sister Rhaenyra took a trip with her own family- her husband Laenor Velaryon, her sons Jacearys, Lucerys, and baby Joffrey. And it just so happened that pictures leaked of Rhaenyra entwined with a man that wasn’t her husband- but her bodyguard, a man who Daenora had to admit was a hunk of man she wouldn’t mind tasting- Harwin Strong. Of course, every time she happened to drop comments that her nephews looked a lot like the bodyguard, her father wouldn’t hear it.

“Fine,” She conceded. Alicent pulled out a black and gold floor length gown. “This is much better,” Her mother hung the dress up on her closet door. “Now get ready, darling. We really ought to leave soon.” Alicent told her on the way out, shutting her bedroom door. 

Makeup done, hair done, since the stylist had left a few hours ago, she was sitting in a robe on her bed scrolling, when the door opened. “Nora?” A soft voice caught her attention. “Helly,” She smiled, sitting up. “What’s up?” She asked her sister. “Mother said to tell you that she’ll go ahead with Father, and that Criston’s going to come back and pick the four of us up.” Her sister said as she sat on the bed. Helaena’s own pale blue dress was reflective of her sister’s gentle nature, and the diamond bracelet on her wrist with little butterflies on it was so perfectly Helaena. “Are our dear brothers ready?” Nora asked as Helaena zipped up her dress for her. “Aemond’s been ready an hour now, he’s making sure he’s enrolled in all those advanced classes for when we get back to school,” Her sister said as they walked down the hall. “Aegon’s-” Nora pushed open Aegon’s door without knocking- boundaries weren’t exactly something present between the four, to find Aegon in bed sprawled and his suit still hanging on the door. The eldest Targaryen let out a whistle as he saw the two in his doorway. “You guys sure you don’t just wanna ditch this stupid thing? You look too hot to waste on those losers.” He grinned. “We can’t, Aeg,” Nora told him, as he approached them both with a look that she’d seen a million times. “Mother’s expecting us, and she’s kinda hoping this weekend isn’t a total shitshow.” He groaned in exasperation. “Fine.” He took his shirt off and tossed it in a corner. “I’ll be ready in twenty, baby- unless either of you wanna-” He gestured to the shower in his bathroom. Ever the flirt, their brother. It was a uniquely Targaryen experience, to have a brother that flirted (among other things) like a boyfriend, but could be as annoying as well…a brother. Aemond was more a brother of action rather than words, though. 

“Later, Aeg,” Nora told him, and with a pout her brother went to finally get himself ready. 

Aemond sat at his desk, everything in his room pristine- his bed, his desk, the shelves- even Vhagar’s cat bed was pristine as the old feline meowed as his sisters entered. “Aegon’s still not ready?” He hummed as he shut his laptop. “In the shower,” Helaena replied softly as she knelt to pet Vhagar, who purred contentedly.

“Can’t believe they’re coming back for this stupid thing.” Aemond grumbled. It was no secret that Aemond despised even being in the same room as their nephew Lucerys. A bout of childhood rough playing gone wrong on their family’s beach estate, Dragonstone, ended with Lucerys shoving Aemond into the rocky part of the beach, and a piece of jagged, sharp rock slashing his eye. Their mother Alicent almost pressed charges were it not for the hand of their father stepping in and stopping her. Rhaenyra quietly paid Aemond’s medical bills to ease her own conscience, but there never came an apology from Lucerys, and worse- their father never demanded one. In the years since the incident, Aemond had adjusted to life with the best prosthetic eye money could buy, and he acted as though their half sister and nephews didn’t exist, except when he lost his temper on the occasions their father forced them to be together. Even at school, St. Baelor’s Academy, a private boarding school that oozed of elitism and students whose ancestors had attended before them, Aemond didn’t even look Jacaerys’s way. It was a good thing Lucerys wasn’t yet attending the school, for the Seven above knew that it spelled trouble. 

“We’ll just ignore them-” Helaena tried to say, but Aemond cut her off, as he went on. “All for the old fool to put on a good show for the press. We’ve all gotta pretend that they’re actually Corlys Velaryon’s grandsons- those twats should be in line to take over at HarrenCorp Security Firm, not Velaryon Shipping.” Aemond huffed. 

“Daella’s kinda lucky she’s off in Oldtown,” Aemond muttered, referring to their youngest sister who their mother had managed to convince their father to allow to attend the private all-girls school. The exclusive institution was ingrained in the Faith of the Seven, which Nora supposed gave her mother some semblance of comfort. 

“I can flirt with Harwin Strong to piss Rhaenyra off,” Nora offered. “See her get all wound up and can’t do anything about it-” “Don’t you dare.” Aemond replied. Having protective brothers was one thing, add jealousy to it and it’s another game entirely. 

“You guys ready?” Aegon appeared moments later, dressed in his suit, a bottle of champagne in his hand. Aemond rolled his eye as they walked down to meet the car. “There better not be any coke in your pocket.” Aemond grunted as the four siblings packed into the limousine.

The room was draped in the richest silks, the picture of elegance with waiters dressed in red and black serving canapes, champagne, as Westeros’s elite gathered under the generosity of the richest of them all, Viserys Targaryen. Targaryen Incorporated encompassed many industries; from hotels to media distribution, and that’s just what was out in the open. The Targaryens had their hand in everything from government dealings to elections, they may not be called Kings and Queens anymore but their rule had never really ended. “Aegon, do fix your jacket,” Alicent snapped when she approached her children. “For heaven’s sake what did you do in the limo?” Aegon huffed and adjusted his jacket in an exaggerated motion. “Happy now, Mother dearest?” “I thought you’d come and talk to some of your father’s board members, perhaps some investors?” Their mother suggested to Aegon, whose face contorted into a pointed frown. “Why?” “Because you are your father’s eldest son, Aegon.” Nora saw her mother glance over to where their grandfather, Otto, was keeping an eye on them. “You do know he skipped half our economics classes last semester?” Aemond asked her, taking a drink from himself. “It’s why he’s taking it this year. Again.”

“Aemond, please.” Their mother said exasperatedly. Alicent grabbed Aegon’s hand like he was still a child and all but dragged him over to the business men where their father stood. 

“I don’t know why they’re bothering,” Aemond muttered. “Who, brother?” Helaena asked, confused. The noise in the room felt a bit overstimulating, coupled with all the eyes on them, so she slid her hand into her sister’s, and Nora gladly held it. “Mother. Grandfather. Trying to make Aegon into the next company CEO for after Father croaks.” Aemond scoffed. “As if he hasn’t already named Rhaenyra for that in his will anyway- as if she’s any better.” Helaena sighed- she knew better than to try and interrupt Aemond when he was on an angry tirade…even when he was right. “Of course she didn’t even finish university.” Aemond went on. “The day she steps in as CEO she’ll probably only remember the faces of the ones she’s fucked. Beats me how you can put someone to run a company who didn’t even have it in them to finish their fucking degree.”

“Speak of the devil,” Aemond muttered as the three of them turned to see Rhaenyra entering with Laenor, and behind her, Jaceaerys and Lucerys. Upon sensing Aemond’s cold glare Luke visibly shifted behind his brother, who glanced at his silver-haired relatives who suddenly made his own brown locks feel so very plain. “Rhaenyra, my dearest child,” Viserys beamed, going over to greet them, and Nora could hardly contain the irritation as she rolled her eyes. She watched with her siblings as their father warmly greeted Rhaenyra and her family- meanwhile he hadn’t so much as spared them a glance since they arrived. Unsurprising- their father would choose Rhaenyra and her kids over them every damned time. “The prodigal golden-child returns,” Aegon’s voice appeared beside her, as he seemingly had managed to escape their mother’s attempts to have him mingle with board members and investors.

“Easy on the booze, Aegon,” Their grandfather’s rough voice corrected Aegon as her brother went from another flute of champagne. “For fucks’ sake.” Aegon muttered, drinking the whole thing in one gulp. 

Admittedly, their grandfather didn’t have the most warmth, but what little warmth he did have was seemingly left for Helaena and their youngest sister, Daella. Aegon received the brunt of his roughness, as Otto Hightower had always been the looming shadow that reprimanded Aegon, his own ambition to see his grandson as the new Targaryen Incorporated CEO ever-clear. As Otto went off to talk to Tywin Lannister, a big investor of her father’s and her grandfather’s oldest friend, Nora was about to tell her siblings they might try and slip out now when Rhaenyra herself approached them. “Rhaenyra,” Nora plastered a fake smile on her face. Aemond remained coldly silent, as Helaena gave her a polite smile and Aegon just leaned on Nora. “Daenora, it’s lovely to see you all,” Rhaenyra said. “Are you all off to St. Baelor’s again soon?” “In a few days,” Nora replied coolly. “How was Pentos? I saw the pictures, you certainly looked…relaxed,” Nora gave her a smug smile, as she saw Rhaenyra tense at the subtle jab at the leaked pictures of her and Harwin nakedly entwined on a beach in Pentos. “It was lovely,” She said tightly. “The boys loved the beaches, and-” “I hope your son managed not to maim anyone else,” Aemond cut in sharply. “I hear beaches in Pentos could be…rocky.” “I- Well, I should really go speak to some people. Catch up.”  She smiled at them before walking off. “Real subtle, Aem.” Aegon commented, and Aemond just rolled his eye. A few hours later as the reception ended, they all went and sat at their various tables for the sit-down dinner, and the siblings sat together talking amongst themselves, when Nora raised a brow when the last two persons assigned to their table took their seats. “Fuck no,” Aemond couldn’t help but mutter, glaring at the brown haired boys across from them. “Are you lost?” Nora asked coldly. “The seating chart says we’re seated here,” Jace replied, as Luke glanced nervously at Aemond. “I don’t give a shit what it says, I don’t want you here,” Aemond spat. “Children please,” Alicent pleaded at the table next to theirs. “Do lighten up, Aemond,” Viserys said. “We’re family, boy.” Aemond only tensed further, like a bomb about to explode any moment now, and his breathing only began to slow when he felt Helaena slide her hand into his. Nora glared at their nephews before she ordered another drink for herself…and some water for Aemond, the last thing they needed was Aemond angry and drunk.

It seemed as though everything would be fine, they’d get through this night and hopefully Aegon had a little weed left over, they could head back home and go get high around the pool or something. Until Aemond caught wind of Jace’s eyes lingering on sweet Helaena, who was sitting between their brothers, almost dissociated from the tense atmosphere in the room- or at least, at their table. “Quit it.” Aemond said roughly to Jace. “Quit what?” “Staring at Helaena.” Aemond clenched his fists on the table, as Helaena looked at her sister at the mention of her name, and Nora gave her a reassuring smile, though she didn’t feel it- Aemond could restrain his temper, usually, but when around Jace and Luke…not so much. Not always. The anger and animosity he felt against Rhaenyra’s whole family for his accident, for how they never faced any kind of consequence, how their father always took their side, always- he couldn’t always hold it in. 

“I can look where I want,” Jace replied stupidly- even Aegon could sense Aemond’s impending outburst. “Fucking idiot,” Aegon muttered under his breath. “Not at my sister. Not at either one of them.” Aemond snapped back. “Guys, let’s just calm down-” “Shut up Luke,” Aemond snapped at the younger boy. “It’s a miracle you guys have the time to be here tonight- I figured that between spending time with Laenor and your real father, you’d be all booked.” “Aemond-” Nora tried to butt in but he ignored her. “Shut up.” Jace clenched his jaw, as Aemond gave him an antagonising smile. “What, didn’t you get to spend time with Daddy Strong this summer? Was he too busy fucking your mother for all the press to see?” Aemond kept goading him. “Will you boys be quiet?” Alicent stepped over to their table. “There are guests here, please-” “At least my dad gives a shit,” Jace hit back. “Yours likes me better than you, we all know it. And that was before the accident, Cyclops.” Aemond was silent for a moment- deceiving those within earshot that he was humbled- but they were sorely mistaken when Aemond lunged over the table and shoved Jace, who growled and tried to hit Aemond back. Utter chaos, and Helaena’s eyes widened as she covered her ears, the noise overstimulating her and Nora grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the table. “Aegon!” Nora shouted at him when she saw Luke about to try and help Jace as he and Aemond fought each other. Aegon’s eyes narrowed and he grabbed Luke by the hair and yanked him to fall back, muttering, “Not today, mongrel.” “Security!” Their father’s voice could be heard as the sounds of Jace and Aemond grunting and rolling on the ground could be heard- worse, the sound of cameras snapping. 

“Enough!” Viserys shouted angrily as the bodyguards pulled the boys apart. “That is enough!” Security led their family out of the room and into a smaller library in the venue, as Alicent worriedly used the pocket square from Aemond’s suit to wipe the blood from his lip, and Rhaenyra anxiously kept checking Jace and Luke for injuries. Nora held Helaena’s hand tightly as Viserys slammed the door. “What is wrong with you children?” Viserys paced angrily. “One night, could you not be civil for one night? Board members, investors, press, people we all know were present here tonight and instead of presenting an image of sophistication you both wrestle in the middle of a dining room like this is a tawdry bar in Flea Bottom!” “Viserys please-” Alicent tried to interrupt, but as he did most of the time, he ignored her. “Aemond, boy, what has gotten into you? I expect this type of foolish behaviour from Aegon, but for Seven’s sake-” Aegon wasn’t even phased by their father’s low opinion of him anymore as he just sat next to his sisters, as Nora took his other hand. “And Jaceaerys, lad- you’re better than this.” “Father please, Aemond goaded him! He provoked him-” Rhaenyra butted in, and Nora rolled her eyes. “He called Aemond a fucking cyclops!” Nora interrupted Rhaenyra, glaring up at her father. “He was being an asshole, and he was staring at Helaena-” “You’re on thin ice yourself, girl- watch your tone.” Viserys warned her.  “You’ve all shamed our family name tonight with this behaviour.” Their father pronounced. “Alicent have the children sent home, and have Otto deal with the press.”

Their mother nodded, and called Criston to bring the car around to take the four of them home.

Aemond didn’t even wait for Viserys to say anything else, he just stormed out, and his siblings followed him.

A few minutes later, on the limo ride home, Aegon finally broke the silence- their father’s words all replayed in their minds.

“What a dick.” Aegon muttered.

[aliendollien]

Alice and the closet! I'm really happy with how this all came out. Most of the outfits are kept elsewhere, but all the dresses and shoes will be kept here now :)

[thermodynamic-comedian]

hello tumblr user thermodynamic-comedian, per your recent post i wanna ask your thoughts on one of my headcanons and also for any hcs of your own :3

question A: thoughts and opinions on polish lena headcanon (i project onto her strongly as a little treat and youre The Certified Lena Fan in my brain hence the question, i wanna know all your thoughts!! :D /nf)

question B: do you have any thoughts in mind for how the protocol crew dresses? v curious :0

ohhh YEAHHH. polish lena is so fucking true. for whatever reason my mind decided she was czech at some point? idk but anyways i could see that 100%

as for protocol style headcanons.

alice wears a lot of sweaters and miniskirts, but switches it up constantly to keep everybody on their toes. she's also big on fishnet gloves and stockings.

sam wears the comfiest sweaters in the world. several sizes too big, inticate patterns on every one of them, i get jealous just thinking about how good all of his sweaters are.

gwen wears basically anything that fits both the descriptors of "formal" and "visibly expensive"

colin wears whatever his hand pulls out when he reaches into the closet. and i mean this affectionately and in a manner that communicates he is just like me fr

celia wears a lot of flannels. just a lot of flannels. she has one of each existing color.

lena wears one (1) specific cheap, ill-fitting grey suit jacket and pants, a shirt that probably used to be white, striped socks, and suit shoes every single day. same outfit every single day.

[thesargasmicgoddess]

More cosplay please!

I know I know.....I've been seriously slacking. The workload for doctoral school (while working and being a general functioning adult) is no joke.

To be fair though, I'm not sure there is anyone else left for me to cosplay. I've done SO MANY over the years. Alice in Wonderland, Leeloo, Jessica rabbit, various versions of Leia, black widow, Harley Quinn, Velma, Daphne, various versions of Disney princesses, Lara croft, star trek, goldfinger Bond girl, Morticia Addams, Top Gun, hooters girl....just naming a few 😂

And I haven't even gotten into the generic role play outfits I've done (cheerleader, schoolgirl, maid, sailor etc etc)

My closet is a fun place 😂

My favorites of all time, though, are Leeloo, Morticia, and Jessica Rabbit. I think maybe because they are all very like my personality IRL in some way. And I'd also add in a splash of Lara and Harley, because crazy scientist and world traveler seems to ring true, too 😉

[alice-closet-archives]

Alice Closet Polar Night outfit- 3 colorways- 5 star level

[bananadrinkxxx]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐲𝐞 (3)

[Aemond Targaryen x female Lucerys Velaryon • fem! oc!reader]

[warnings: sex content, fights, harassment, angst, smut, domination, violence, targcest (uncle/niece)]

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[description: Boarding School - Modern Setting. Lucerya avoided her uncle for years but Aemond remembers and he is on his mission to make her life a living hell.]

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Baela raised an eyebrow as she looked at Lucy. "Hmmmm..."

Lucy rolled her eyes in annoyance. "What?"

"Nothing."

"Baela."

"Lucy?"

"Rhaena!," her cousin called out as she entered the room. Slush ice cream in hand, she plopped down on Lucy's bed and eyed the two girls curiously. "Is this a new game?"

"Apparently so, except your sister won't tell me what it's about," Lucy said reproachfully, crossing her arms in front of her chest. 

"Presumably it's about your outfit."

"What about my outfit?"

"Hmmm..."

"Rhaena!"

Rhaena laughed and Baela couldn't help laughing either. "Sorry, Lucy. If you go to the party like that, I'm sure half of you will get you a ticket to church as a birthday present."

"You don't need tickets to get into church."

"You know what I mean."

Lucy looked down at herself, then in the mirror. She was wearing long denim pants and a red sweater. Her hair was up. What was wrong with that?

"Have you ever been to a party?" asked Rhaena curiously, sipping her slush ice cream. 

"Of course."

Of course not.

She had never been particularly interested in going to parties. But maybe that was because she didn't have very many friends. She preferred to enjoy a night with pizza and Netflix or a good book. She was not a very extroverted person.

"Hmmm..."

"If one of you utters another 'Hmmm', I'll be forced to hurt you."

The threat worked and Rhaena went rolling her eyes to her closet, rummaging through it until she seemed to find something she liked. She tossed Lucy a top, which she caught in irritation. 

"Here wear something.... new."

"I don't need anything 'new'," She made quotation marks with her fingers. "I have a closet full of clothes."

"I've seen your clothes. Believe me, you need this."

Well, maybe they were right after all, because Hugh Hammer couldn't take his eyes off her. Most likely it was because of her charming charisma.

Or because she looked like a clown because Rhaena and Baela wanted to test their make-up skills on her. 

But Lucy preferred to believe in the version with charisma.

Inevitably, her grandmother's favorite choice of words came to mind. 

Alicent had always called it a strong presence.

By now, she had understood the message behind it.

If the joke were not at her expense she would even laugh about it.

"You look very lovely, Lucy." Hugh winked. He was cute. Lucy hoped he didn't see how red she was blushing.

When Rhaena had given her the dress after rejecting almost everything from her closet, she had briefly considered just staying in her room. The dress was tight against her body and drew every non-existent curve of her body. She thanked him and stroked through her open hair, which went over her chest. Rhaena had curled her tips slightly. 

Lucy looked around.

'Dragonpit Party' they call it.

It almost seemed like an arena. Dragonpit was said to be over a thousand years old and the shape was similar to that of a dragon. 

Basically, it was just an incomprehensible collection of stones that ended in a cave.

"Nice, right? The first time I saw 'Dragonpit' I was shocked," Hugh explained when he saw her amazement. "Want something to drink?"

Lucy asked him for a beer. "Your wish is my command." He made a bow and left to fulfill her wish.

Finally someone who gave her the princess treatment she deserved.

She looked around. It felt like the whole school was here. She saw many people from her year, but other years were also represented. Everyone was here.

"Hey, lucky lucy," and to her dismay, also her Uncle Aegon.

He had given her the nickname when she accidentally set fire to her mother's kitchen. She had always been fascinated by fire.

Since then she was 'lucky lucy', because bad luck seemed to follow her. It was shortly after she had freed Aemond from his eye.

"You finally look like a lady."

She knew exactly what Aegon was alluding to and she screwed up her face.

The guy had invented the word 'perversity'.

"Bye, Aegon," she turned around, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him. 

"What, no hug for your favorite uncle?"

"You're not my favorite uncle."

"You're breaking my heart."

"If you had one."

"Double attack, my poor heart," he groaned in mock disappointment, clutching his chest, "Yet you're my favorite niece."

"I'm your only niece."

"That's why it's even more special."

"What do you want Aegon?" asked Lucy annoyed as she grew tired of Aegon's games. Where the hell was Hugh? Had he drank her beer on the way and was about to go back for more?

"Why do you always think I want something?"

"Because you do," she said, annoyed, bracing her hand on her hip. "So?"

"Who are you here with?"

"Hugh?"

"Who?"

"He was in your year before teachers finally understand that you are not the brightest candle on the cake? By the way how did you manage that? Do you only use your head to cut hair?"

"Cute. Almost as cute as the fact that Hugh and Aemond, hate each other."

"And?"

"Do you think Aemond will be pleased?"

"About what?"

"That you're here with him?"

"I don't care."

"Really?"

"Yeah?"

"Really really?"

"Aegon, I'm about to punch you in the face."

Aegon rolled with his eyes. Sometimes Lucy wished it had been Aegon and not Aemond whom she had taken an eye. "They fucking hate each other. Hugh and Aemond can't stand each other and haven't since day one. Enemies without chance to be Frenemies." Lucy was sure Aegon thought he was super funny. "He's probably only going out with you to annoy Aemond."

"And?"

Aegon raised an eyebrow. "I notice right now you really don't know my brother a single bit." 

"Well, I don't care for Aemond."

"Oh, very good to know, then I'm sure you don't care that Aemond has forbidden anyone to talk to you."

Aegon laughed and turned around, well at least he wanted to, because Lucy grabbed him and pulled him back. "What did you say?"

He was joking. He had to make jokes. 

"No one here will come for your sweet heart, Lucy. That Hugh doesn't care was obvious to me, but didn't you wonder why every boy here ignores you?"

In fact, she had noticed that boys quickly disappeared when she came, but Lucy hadn't measured it with much importance. Boys were crazy. 

She had never been popular with boys.

In elementary school she had been bullied because she wore braces, and after that she had been to an all-girls school that rarely allowed male visitation other than her own family.

Her experience with men was limited. Almost zero.

"You're lying," Lucy judged, pressing her lips together.

"Maybe, maybe not, but you'll find out soon enough if I'm lying to you, which I would never dare to do, by the way, or if I'm being honest with you. Not even Jacaerys told you, hmm?"

Aegon patted her on the head and left her with a wink. He enjoyed this situation too much. 

This could only be a joke. 

She looked around. She searched for glances from the boys, but as soon as she met the eyes of a male individual, he turned or looked away.

Aegon was fucking right. 

Anger gripped her.

She would kill Aemond Targaryen.

"How dare you?"

Aemond looked at Lucy with a raised eyebrow as she stomped furiously toward him, pushing aside an innocent boy who looked at her as if she had been drinking gasoline. But she had a mission and no one was going to stand in her way when she was about to kill her uncle. 

"Dare what?" 

He sounded almost bored.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," Lucy pressed out angrily, clenching her hands into fists.

He sat unconcernedly in front of her, the self-proclaimed queen of the school, Alys Rivers, on his lap, condescendingly surveying her from top to bottom.

"I don't know, but feel free to explain."

Lucy snorted. "You can't play me like I'm a pawn. I know you know exactly what this is about. Do I have to spell it out, or does your brain work without help?"

"So it's true what they say about her," Alys whispered to her friend, who giggled, but Lucy had understood her perfectly. Alys hadn't made much of an effort to speak softly. 

"What do they say about me?" Lucy would have been a much more mature person if she didn't respond to her provocation.

But she wanted to see heads roll.

"Hmm, this and that." Alys laughed. Lucy wanted to set the woman on fire. 

"Well, then take this and that and stick it up in your ass," Lucy said, giving Alys the middle finger. Then she raised her second middle finger and presented it to Aemond, who looked at her mockingly. 

"How obnoxious," laughed Aemond. He stood up and pushed Alys off his lap, who looked at him indignantly. He stood directly in front of Lucy, who tried to meet his gaze.

Now just don't show any weakness. She ignored the feeling of running away and lifted her chin to look taller.

Not that it did any good with Aemond's superior height. 

"Your manners are deficient, dear niece."

Lucy snorted. "My manner is suited to your wickedness."

"I can't help it when there is no boy who is interested in you," Aemond said, brushing a strand of hair from Lucy's face. "I guess you're just too ugly. I guess your dad's genes were too strong."

Lucy had no idea what demon was possessing her, but she didn't care. She took the beer from Aemond's hand and shook the contents in his face.

Those present drew in their breath in shock, and no one dared speak another word. 

Aemond had his eye closed while the beer dripped from his face and hair. 

Lucy's heart quivered and the anger in her body made her tremble.

For a brief moment Lucy felt satisfied, superior, at least until Aemond opened his eye.

His gaze was cold. Almost murderous.

"You shouldn't have done that," he spoke softly and before Lucy knew what was happening, he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder like a wet sack.

"What the hell," Lucy screamed, stunned, trying to break free, but Aemond's grip was hard and unyielding. "Put me down right now, you asshole!"

Aemond didn't care about her words and neither did those present who watched as Aemond dragged her into the woods.

Okay, now he was really going to kill her. 

But she would not go down without a fight.

Before that, she would take his second eye.

Once in the forest, Aemond suddenly let go of her and Lucy fell to the ground, groaning.

"Oh, now we're showing our true colors, huh? Enough with the facade, I guess."

Lucy jumped up as quickly as she could.

"No facade, Aemond. You are an ass, and I just can't spend my whole life apologizing to you."

Aemond laughed bitterly and came closer. Too close. 

"No you can't? But I can spend mine without my eye?" 

Lucy winced. Damn it. She hadn't wanted this after all. The only thing she'd wanted was to protect Jacaerys.

"Fuck, Aemond, I am sorry, okay? But this is no reason to make my life a fucking hell. Why are y-"

“You’re sorry? Really? You took my eye, and you dare to say you’re fucking sorry?," Aemond snapped.“You don’t sound sorry.” Aemond jumped forward, crowding Lucy against a tree. 

She was beginning to think that was their thing. Him pushing her against something. 

"What are you doing? Stop it!"

"Why? Do you feel helpless?" 

"You can't-"

"I can't what?" interrupted Aemond, looking down at her. "I can do anything. I own this school and you owe me something."

"That's not right," Lucy breathed, trying to pull away from him, but Aemond wouldn't let go.

“Are you going to start preaching about morality? I thought we were over this and you accept the truth.”

"What fucking truth?"

"That you liked it. That feeling. Being powerful."

"I have no idea what you talking about."

“Careful,” Aemond hissed. “I don't like liars."

"I am no liar." She believed in what she was saying, and yet there was this little voice in her head telling her otherwise.

Aemond tsks. His hand darted out and grabbed her throat. His index finger stroked her carotid artery. Did he feel how strongly her heart was beating?

Lucy swallowed. 

“You have beautiful eyes, little Lucy," he whispered. "You think I won’t do it?” Aemond continues. “Taking what is mine?” With his other hand he stroked her lips, almost scratching.

"Stop it, Aemond." His grip around her neck became stronger and Lucy got less air with every second.

"Maybe I can't take your eye right now, but don't think, that I'm going to be gentle with you. I always win in the end. I take what's owed to me."

He pressed himself against her, his upper body against hers. She had never stood so close to a boy before.

“You scare me,” is all that came out of Lucy's mouth. She stood there frozen. For the first time, she was really afraid of Aemond. 

Aemond's gaze was penetrating. She had no idea what he was thinking. He watched her, surveyed her face, and for a moment Lucy thought he had changed his mind. That he would take her eye.

But then he suddenly let go of her and moved away from her.

"Good."

With these words, Aemond turned and left her behind. Lucy looked after him, trembling, and slid down the tree. She felt the tears want to spill over and for the first time she allowed herself to show weakness. 

Being here was hell.

Aemond would make her life unbearable.

He would not leave her in peace for a second.

"Lucy?," she suddenly heard a voice beside her and she looked up, startled. Hugh was standing in front of her, looking down at her anxiously.

"What happened? Where is Aemond? I heard he dragged you out here."

Lucy wanted to say something, to calm the situation, but no words passed her lips and she shook her head.

"Did he hurt you ? What did that asshole do?"

Anger entered Hugh's eyes and before Lucy could say anything, Hugh turned and ran towards 'Dragonpit'. "I'm gonna kill that motherfucker."

"Hugh! No wait," Lucy screamed in panic, stumbling over her own feet as she jumped up and tried to catch up with him. 

But Hugh was faster and before she reached him he had gotten to Aemond, who looked at Hugh in surprise before he had the latter's fist in his face.

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HotD Headcanons pt 2 :)

Hey everyone! Here is the sort of part 2 of my hotd headcanons list! I posted Aemond and Aegon separately because I just had too many ideas for them to put all into one thing. But this one will include some for Helaena, Alicent, Rhaenyra, and the rest of the boys! Hope y'all enjoy! :)

Alicent:

Definitely a cat person over a dog person. Was a little hesitant at first but after Helaena got her cat, she was all in. It’s her grand baby 

Her and Rhaenyra grew up together, Alicent had a small crush on her when they were younger. Although she never really acknowledged it as a crush, and thought of it more so as admiration. 

Prefers white wine over red, but loves a good rose. 

Stress cleans to the max!! Similar to Aemond and his smoking, it helps her think through things. When she’s got a lot on her mind you’ll find her reorganizing the bookshelf or the spice cabinet.

Definitely does wine nights with her girlfriends, her and Rhaenyra started it cause they needed to vent about their men 😭

Rhaenyra:

Was a barbie girl growing up

Can make a really good Sangria, idk but I get the vibe she can make a good one. She also prefers red wine over white. But will never say no to champagne

Makes Daemon get his own closet, cause she’s a fashion icon and needs room for all her outfits, shoes, etc… as she should though…

makes Daemon help her with some of her more difficult hairstyles

Daemon:

Every year for Rhaenyra’s birthday he tries to bake a lemon cake for her. He always waits until she goes to bed the night before, and he tries to bake it in the early hours of the morning. He’s not too successful though… He set the fire alarm off at 5am before waking the whole house up. And once he did salt instead of sugar. But he knows she loves lemon anything, so he figured he’d still give it a shot.

Literally such a simp for Rhaenyra and I'm here for it

drinks his coffee black, no sugar, no milk/cream

when Jace and Luke were little, he'd let them braid his hair to placate them

Jace:

A white claw man, and often says “ain’t no laws while drinking claws”. He also hopes that this will make him seem cool to Aegon. 

Would name the family dog some kind of pun, like Otto Von BisBark. (my high school history teacher named his dog that and I think it’s so good)

He’s got Lab dog energy. He’s a sweetie and just wants to impress people, and make his family proud. Even though he’s a little clumsy, or can be temperamental, he just wants what's best.

Luke is his best friend

Luke:

Still sleeps with a stuffed animal dragon Daemon and Rhaenyra got him as a baby 

Luke, Daemon and Jace make a powerpoint trying to convince Rhaenyra that they need to get a dog. Since Jace works at the animal shelter he gets to see all the newcomers! 

Besties with Jace, but he games a lot with Aegon, so somehow he’s a close second.

Helaena:

Has a pet cat, but something a little bizarre. She’d have a sphynx or maybe an shorthair, the ones with the big Dobby ears. 

At the grocery store, she gets the cans with dents in them, or the slightly bruised fruits because she feels bad that they'll get thrown out. 

Really wants to leash train her cat. I mean how cool would it be to walk around campus with your cat on a leash?!

still has those glow in the dark stars on her ceiling

[fuckmeyer]

How do you imagine the Cullens and Bella dressing like in your book?

similar style but slight adjustments.

Bella probably goes through the biggest change. she starts off In the Afterlight wearing jeans, band tees, chunky sweaters, & very eclectic pieces (bowling shirt ABSOLUTELY exists). in Come Nightfall she changes - she 1) won't wear anything she stole from Edward (i.e. sweaters and flannels), 2) does so much activity outdoors she's wearing exclusively athletic wear, and 3) is forced to hide her scent later on so objectively dresses WORSE with stained, mismatched thrift-store clothes. doesn't own a khaki skirt. in By Starlight, now that Edward's home, she's back to athletic wear. Edward likes this very, very much.

Edward has the same style with more color. NO sleeveless white button-up because what the FUCK. when he's hunting, he's a jeans and flannel shirt kinda guy - he'll often wear clothes he hates when hunting. (ofc, now that Bella wears his flannel shirts, he's rethinking his tastes.) otherwise, day-to-day, he's a loose slacks, undershirt, & suspenders kinda guy (think 1950s or 20s). nice button-ups and dark fitted sweaters in deep, dark colors like navy, burgundy, phthalo green. extremely lame in a cute way. light spoilers for future chaps, but this man is literally always trying to hide his body.

i picture the Cullens dressing mostly in timeless outfits and styles.

Esme adores dresses and skirts à la Audrey Hepburn. classic, chic, evergreen. she would wear neutrals the most day-to-day but adores flowing prints and polka dots when she feels in the mood :) definitely wears ratty skirts or jeans when gardening.

Rosalie's casual/business casual style has some Princess Di influences with some modern trends mixed in (thanks to Alice). keeps some greasy old jeans and overalls for her mechanic work.

Carlisle really misses wearing embroidered brocaded waistcoats & frilly shirts. thinks modern men's fashion is boring. slacks and button-ups for this man. CARDIGANS ALL DAY. misses wearing ascots, but likes scarves. god, he hates modern men's fashion.

Jasper actually loved his 90s grunge/punk era and never really left it. army boots/doc martins (with the coded laces OFC), ripped jeans, plaid shirts, band tees, beanies, leather jackets with handsewn patches.

Emmett is jeans and tees all day. James Dean kinda guy with the boots, slacks/jeans, nice white tee, bomber jacket.

Alice is a freak. she's following every trend. she says it's to keep the Cullens in the modern world (true - to their dismay, she WILL go through their closets and add/subtract items). but really, it's her way to stay connected to the present day. she has ofc rare commissioned pieces from different designers, beautiful pieces from eras long gone that she can't bear to part with (because ofc everything comes back in style), weird pieces from niche trends... but she absolutely DOES dress like she's straight from a 2000s-era issue of Seventeen. for better or worse.

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INFRUNAMI !

THIRTY • WE DID IT

★ wc: 3.5k words!

☆ warning(s): fluff, kisses (small pecks & stuff), tears may fall.

STILL ON THE PHONE WITH CHAEYOUNG, you continuously talk about what you plan on wearing tomorrow for your "date" with yeonjun. she's been saying yes to every outfit that you've showed but only one really stood out to her. as you notice how she reacted once you tried on that one, you carefully ask "do you think i should wear this one?", she stares back at you through her camera with the hugest grin on her face. "you most definitely SHOULD wear that", she says making sure her liking for the outfit is clear as day.

"okay, i'm gonna go with this one then," you say before huffing slightly as a joke. chaeyoung begins clapping & whistling as if you were one of her favorite performers singing her favorite song. you giggle at her reaction finding it funny how she's way more excited over this date than you are.

you grab a couple of clothing hangers before hanging your clothes on your closet door making sure you know exactly where your outfit is once you wake up. you begin to straighten out your bed & start walking out your room to the bathroom to go brush your teeth & prepare yourself for bed.

"chae, do you think yeonjun'll ask me to be his partner?" you say with utmost curiosity in your tone. chaeyoung hums slightly before saying, "i honestly don't know, you know yeonjun better than me, but the only thing i can really promise you is that when he's ready to ask you he most definitely will."

you smile a little but quickly stop smiling as you grab your phone & walk back into your room. you began to make yourself comfortable and ready for bed before telling chaeyoung that you're beginning to feel a little bit tired. she hums once again & tells you that you can go to sleep but make sure to call her in the morning before getting ready for your "date".

you start to bid her a goodnight while you both begin saying your 'i love you's' & 'sleep well's' before hanging up the phone, putting it on the charger & setting an alarm before drifting off to sleep for the day you have ahead of you.

—

(12:00pm)

waking up to the sound of an alarm blaring in your ears at 12:00pm is not the best thing in the world, but atleast you're seeing yeonjun today. you take your time waking up because yeonjun said he's picking you up around six thirty, which gives you just enough time to make yourself look your absolute best. you walk to your kitchen to grab something small to eat whilst you watch a little bit of the newest season of 'alice in borderland'.

midway through the first episode, you reach for your phone to call chaeyoung like she had asked of you. you open your contacts to press her number & set up your phone on the coffee table carefully. while watching it ring you start to think that she might still be asleep, but knowing her she most definitely is asleep.

but, even though chaeyoung is someone who LOVES sleep… she does also enjoy going out & hanging out with her peers for a while, which is why she loves the quote, 'we're here for a good time, not a long time.'

as you're processing your thoughts, chaeyoung finally picks up the phone. speaking in her always cool & casual tone, she says to you "hey hey yn! how'd you sleep bae?". you automatically snap out of your thoughts once you hear the sound of chaeyoung. you smile at her, "hiii chae, i slept well thank you for asking bae bae, i'm a little nervous for today though..." you say before your smile slowly starts fading away & having a face slight sadness take over your previously carefree expression.

chaeyoung sighs and starts to think about what she can possibly be said to you without being too harsh or careless, "ynnnn, please stop worrying about later on, it's all gonna go well. i can promise you that, take deep breaths & release yourself of all tension within you before leaving your house okay? everything will be fiiiiine~" she says with a genuine smile which makes you smile.

chaeyoung is one of the main people that looks out for you, making sure you're always okay when you start getting a little anxious, like right now. you've always loved her for that. chaeyoung laughs a little when she sees your goofy smile & you start laughing as well.

it's been a couple hours into the call & it's seeming to be around the time you need to start getting ready. you begin walking upstairs to the bathroom outside of your room to brush your teeth, maybe do your makeup and whatever else you need to. chaeyoung's making herself lunch & you ask her what she plans on making, "a small salad with a sandwich— i'm not too hungry as of right now but i just wanna eat something so i don't starve, you know?", she says as you respond to her with a slight hum and go back to rinsing your face.

—

( 5:23pm )

chaeyoung's already finished her sandwich & you've finished putting everything on, as of now you're just adding some finishing touches, making sure everything's good. you ask chae if you look okay and which she obviously says yes to how nice to you look.

you're sitting in your living room watching ep3 of 'alice in borderland' as you receive a message from yeonjun. your eyes slowly skim over the message which says,

jun! 🫧: is it okay if i pick you up sooner? i had everything prepared faster than i expected 😭

you smile at that & respond back quickly.

yn: yes ofc, no worries i'm ready anyway!

he hearts your message before typing back & saying,

jun! 🫧: okay great i'll be there at 5:40? is that okay?

yn: yes that's fine, i'll be right here waiting for you 🤗

you type back before placing down your phone & smiling to yourself.

"why're you smiliiiing, was it yeonjun?" chaeyoung says with a smirk on her face. "how did you know it was him what the hell," "c'mon who are you talking to you right now, yn?" "you're right" you say before laughing slightly. "he said he'll pick me up at 5:40," you say while checking the time, reading 5:38. "soooo, he should actually be here in a few?" chae says with a slight smile on her face. "yeah he'll be pulling in front in a littl—" you say before getting cut off by the honk of a car outside of your house, which is who you're expecting— yeonjun.

"OH, hang up the phone yn & go hang out with your future boyfriend, i'll talk to you later!", chaeyoung says while smirking and raising her eyebrows at you. "okaaaay, i'll talk to you later chaeeee", you say before hanging up and grabbing your coat to leave the house.

once your coat's on, you make sure to go turn off all of the lights & begin taking your leave to go to yeonjun's car.

as you walk out your house, you see yeonjun roll down the passenger's seat window waving at you with a huge smile on his face. you wave back with a smile & open the passenger's seat door before quickly getting in. you both reach out to hug each other before yeonjun locks the car & begins driving off to your awaited destination.

—

after around 40-45 minutes, you've arrived at the very long awaited location & see that it's a little cottage with fairy lights and flowers decorating the outside. yeonjun comes around the car to open the door for you and you step out of the car in pure awe. you cannot believe what you're seeing. 'yeonjun really showed out, oh my gosh' you think to yourself before you look over at yeonjun with your lips slightly parted & wide eyes.

you look back over to the cottage before saying, "yeonjun, this is... wow". he slightly chuckles at your reaction, "is that a good wow or a bad wow?" "don't be stupid." you say with a slightly serious expression. "of course it's a good wow yeonjun, this is beautiful." "ohhh okay, now let's go inside before the food gets cold!" he says to you before grabbing your hand and starts running toward the cottage while dragging you along with him.

if you thought the outside of the cottage was beautiful, you should've seen the inside. the wall was decorated with the polaroids of you guys together that your mothers have taken throughout your childhood years, more fairy lights on the inside, a picnic blanket laid down with a wooden picnic basket sitting on it & to top it all off, cute little fake candles. yeonjun made everything so beautiful, it can't help but bring you to the question, 'will i be his partner by the end of tonight?'... and the answer to your question will be unknown until the end of this night.

you and yeonjun have now fully walked in the cottage. you both choose to sit across from each other and start talking a little. you notice that there's a small bag next to him & can't help but ask him what's in it, "it's some games that we can play if you want to! i figured you wouldn't wanna start eating immediately so i brought some stuff for us to do just in case," he says. you flash him a gentle smile before saying you'd love to play games as he picks up the bag & hooks up a nintendo switch to the tv you didn't even know was there. "since when did you have a switch?" "oh it's not my mine it's beomgyu's, he left it at my house when he came over & i just thought, 'hey why not use this for tomorrow?'" he says before chuckling slightly. you laugh along with him & watch him as you finishes plugging and hooking up the wires to get everything together.

once he finishes hooking up everything he asks you to hand him the mario kart game card & hands you a controller. he takes a controller for himself and starts up the game, you watch as he goes straight into the character choosing menu & tells you to pick one and the vehicle you want to use. "i'm gonna beat you yn," "no you're not, i'm actually really good at this game" you say before playfully rolling your eyes & batting your lashes. he smiles at that and starts choosing the maps so you guys can get started.

-

the first three rounds are over & it's officially the last round. you've came in 2nd place the past three rounds and now you're determined to win the last round to prove to yeonjun that you're 'the best' at this game. the fourth & final round starts with a countdown which has you picking up your acceleration so you can be in front of yeonjun right when the game starts.

you're dodging every obstacle & making sure to pick up power-ups every chance you get, meanwhile yeonjun picks up a shell & launches it at you. you stare at the screen in shock as you watch him hit you & take your first place spot away. now you're on the edge of your seat waiting for the perfect moment to use your shell, you end up right behind him and take the chance to throw the shell at him. with such ease, you've successfully hit him which leaves HIM in shock. you start laughing and pass the 2nd finish line which brings you the third & final lap.

'you're almost there' you think to yourself but before you can finish collecting your thoughts, yeonjun hits you with a shell once again & takes your first place spot once again. you're not even shocked at this point, you knew he was good at the game & he told you that himself! with how hard you're pressing on the acceleration button, you're almost 100% sure that when you finish there will be a small dent in your finger.

you're officially nearing the last finish line which means the lap will finish & you'll lose to yeonjun in second place AGAIN. you're not letting that happen, so right when he's about to hit the finish line... you hit him with a shell, which leaves him in shock once again. you watch as his character spins around a couple time & you officially pass the finish line. with how much happiness this last game has brought you, you can't but get up and do a little victory dance.

"UH HUUUUUH, I BEAT YOU, YOU LOST AND I WON." you say while spinning in a circle doing your little dance. he claps for you & laughs at how funny you look while dancing, "ok ok, i'll admit that you're pretty good but don't forget how i beat you three times in a row before you got first place", he says before cackling like a witch.

you stop dancing & slowly turn to look at him, he's smiling at you. you've seen that smile before, it's not just any random smile showing that he thinks you're funny... it's a genuine smile. a smile that only someone who's deeply in love with you would have. you can't help but get a little shy & look away with a shy smile on your face, "are you ready to eat now?" yeonjun asks you while still smiling. "yeah i'm a little hungry now" you say while still looking away, he says okay & asks if you'd like any sauces with your food. you say yes & ask him if he could add them on top for you, he nods his head softly before going to the back and add the sauce, which is what you're assuming.

he comes back out with three closed trays of your food & he hands them off to you. just as you're about to open it, he stops you? "don't open it yet, let me put something on first and then we can start eating together, is that okay?", you nod before he walks over to the tv & switches the hdmi to regular tv and uses the remote to go over to netflix. "you've started watching the new season of 'aib' right? what episode did you get up to?" "the third one," "okay great me too, i'll put that on and then we can start eating!" he says while you nod your head in agreement.

once he puts on the show, he takes his seat back in his spot across from you. you begin to open your first tray & see words written in sauce saying 'will u',

you're slightly confused so you look up at yeonjun to see him staring at the screen with his chopsticks in hand. you begin to open the next tray as you feel obligated to, and to your surprise it also has words written out in sauce, but this one says 'be my'.

you're starting to put the pieces together as your eyes begin to widen before you quickly open the next tray to see that it says, 'my partner?'— as if on cue, yeonjun sighs & calls your name in a slight whisper but it's still loud enough for you to hear. you slowly look up at him with curious eyes as he says that he has something to tell you. you nod your head before putting all your focus on him.

"i've been in love with you for the longest. i've been a little bad at hiding it lately but that's because i wanted to make sure you'd get a slight hint? moving on, ever since you've moved in down the street from me— i've been crushing on you since then. i've been crushing on the way you talk, your energy, your confidence, your beauty, your flaws, just everything about you in general. but the thing is, you have no flaws- everything about you is perfect. to me. you're the most amazing person i've ever met & i've been waiting to do this for the longest but i was scared. scared that you wouldn't like me back, scared of rejection. it's took a lot in me to even talk to you sometimes because of how nervous i was. but i'm ready now... ready to be the best boyfriend to you, ready to continue being your bestfriend while being your boyfriend at the same time, ready to take you out on REAL dates & make you feel comfortable in your own skin. so this brings me to the question i've been scared to ask since day one— will you be my partner? it would make me the happiest man alive to have you as mine & just be yours."

oh my, he just confessed his true feelings to you and said that he's been in love with you since the day he'd met you.

"yeonjun... i'd be HONORED to have you as my boyfriend. you are the sweetest person i've EVER met and i've been in love with everything about you since the day i had met you as well. if anything, i'd be the happiest person alive to have YOU as mine... and, i'm super sorry for not realizing my feelings sooner— i was in denial for so long because i'd never think that somebody as amazing as you would like me. but i guess i was wrong... i truly admire you & the way you do things... you're so perfect & i'm truly glad i met you, so yes. i'd love to be your partner— no hesitation."

you say as you go in to hug him. he wraps his arms tightly around your waist and pecks a kiss slightly on the left side of your neck. you continue to hug him as you bury your face into his neck and whisper the words, "i love you". he smiles against your neck & says "i love you so much more yn".

you're definitely gonna be staying like that for a while.

—

you both are cuddled up in each other's arms as you both stare at the tv screen. you're laying your head on yeonjun's shoulder & he's laying his head on top of yours. you both have finished your food & it's starting to get a little late. yeonjun pauses the show, "do you wanna start going home & i'll come over tomorrow so we can pick up where we left off?" "yes please do," you say as yeonjun nods & begins picking up the empty food trays to throw them away.

you start to move the picnic basket & begin folding the picnic blanket and turning off the tv. you walk back near the door with the basket in hand to grab your coat & put on your shoes as yeonjun comes back and does the same. he begins to smile at you & you smile back and give him a peck on the lips. "let's go jun, it's really getting late" "okay love," he says as he unplugs the fairy lights and opens the door for you before grabbing your hand and quickly rushing back to his car.

he opens the passenger's door for you and closes it behind you as soon as you're in. he starts the car & turns on the heat before pulling out of his parking spot slowly to start the ride back home.

—

yeonjun starts slowing down a bit as he begins to pull in front of your house. after he stops the car, he taps you lightly to wake you up from the nap you had taken. you slowly open your eyes slowly and look around to see where, once you realize that you’re home you say, “oh”. you look over at yeonjun and sees him staring at you with a fond smile, you start to blush a little which makes you look away. he laughs at that & starts unbuckling his seatbelt “cmon, i’ll walk you to the front!” he says as you begin to smile at how generous he is.

he’s watching you unlock the door & once you do, he looks back up at you. you do the same. he flashes a smile at you, you flash one back. “i’ll see you tomorrow okay?” “okay. i love you” “i love you too,” he says before pressing quick peck on your lips. as he pulls away from you, you can’t help but smile. he gets back into his car and waves at you through the passenger’s seat window, “bye bye jun!” “bye my love!” he says before slowly pulling off.

you walk back into your house & take off your shoes to lay down on your couch for a second and just think about how today went. you start smiling to yourself at the thought of how yeonjun asked you to be his partner & how sincere he was when confessing. you begin to blush and start kicking your feet slightly, “HE ASKED ME OUTTTTT” you say before giggling really loudly.

your giggling stops a little & you let out a little content sigh… you begin thinking to yourself, ‘he asked me out.’ and just as you finish processing your thoughts— you start giggling uncontrollably again…

what a wonderful way to start your christmas break right?

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★ author note(s): cannot believe this is the final chapter. i’ve had so much fun making this whole story 🥹🥹

[erikiara80]

Some thoughts about the leaks

I'm going to use different colors, so it's not confusing: Brenner and Henry, Joyce and Hopper, Henry and Patty

Brenner's father was captain of a ship, subject of government Project Rainbow that "disappeared at sea" in 1943 (they were trying to make it invisible) It actually wound up in Dimension X and all crew members except Brenner's father perished

Ship, rainbow, other dimension -> Will and his rainbowship that might be a parallel with Olivia drawing a Zeppelin when she travels to the other universe in Fringe.

I read two different names for the ship tho. Eldritch (that would be cool, lol) and Aldgate. And there's also the ship of the Philadelphia Experiment, the Eldridge. Hope someone can clarify what the actual name is.

If it's Eldritch, it could be a reference to Eldtrich horrors or the dnd campaign in '79, when Nancy joined the party. 1979, (Will's) sister, El.

If the name is Aldgate, it could be a reference to the Aldgate Pump in London, where Kali was abducted.

The pump has a gruesome past that gained it the nickname 'Pump of Death' after it caused a cholera outbreak in 1876. It was discovered that the pump's water supply contained sediment including calcium that was leached from human bones in nearby cemeteries.

Bacteria, infection, death. Yeah, makes sense.

Patty and Henry's secret journal

This is cool. So Henry has a secret journal written in code and the key to decoding it is the clock chimes or the clock face. Thinking again about Will's connection to time. His Marty McFly outfit, Dustin giving him the Forever Clock, and his name on the grandfather clock. I'm glad that Patty survived. If she's the only one who knows about the journal, she must come back in S5, right? Maybe they've already introduced her character in S4. Just speculation! I love clocks and secret codes, I'm happy they'll be important in the last season.

Henry disappeared in Nevada for twelve hours, close to where Brenner was conducting experiments to try to find Dimension X. When he returned he was completely changed. Alice mentions it is not the same person

This is a huge parallel with Will. Will vanishes and in S2 Jon says that he's not the same. Also, 12! I don't know if they show Henry in Dimension X or they just say that he wound up there. But anyway. They mention 12 hours when Owens takes El to Nina, so that's about Henry, but it's also about Will. Before that scene, we get a close up of the light bulb in El's closet (like the one in the shed) and Owens even mentions working out of a shed.

EDIT: Someone on Reddit says that when Henry disappears Brenner finds Henry's spyglass. He begins searching for him and that's what leads him to Hawkins.

But the whole thing is sus. I need more info about the Mind Flayer and Henry's powers. Also, what a coincidence that Henry disappeared in Nevada where Brenner was conducting experiments, and then moved to the town where Brenner's lab is. Tell me there's a scene that shows that Brenner helped the Creels relocate. It would be a cool parallel with Owens helping the Byers to relocate in California.

Brenner's father returned seriously ill from Dimension X and unable to take blood transfusion. Henry's blood, like Brenner's father, is unlike any other humans. He developed a connection to the UD (and presumably with his powers) when he went missing. It's also explained that the lab kids were created through blood transfusion from Henry to pregnant women

Interesting that they mention that Brenner's father was unable to take blood transfusion and then Brenner uses Henry's blood. But I'm sure this is not the whole story.

Henry, El and the other lab kids

I read that they show a photo of the other nine lab kids, including Kali. That would explain why they kidnapped a girl in England. They knew who Kali was and that she had Henry's blood and powers. But now I have a new question lol: why was Kali in London? Did her mother run away, or the women could leave the lab with their babies? But if the mothers knew about the experiments, how is that possible that nobody knew about the abduction of nine babies?

Henry holding El in the last scene: 'I'm excited to see you, Eleven. I have something new for us'

This reminds me of Brenner saying Let's try something more challenging, after Ten mentions red blocks and Six, twice (12). And Henry says the same thing to El in the RR, before he tells her about Brenner's plan to kill her. So, something new for Eleven and 12?

The problem is, Henry says that he has something new for El when she was born, but then nothing happens for eight years. Strange. But. IF Kali wasn't raised in the lab, maybe it means that El wasn't either. This could support my car crash theory. We'll see!

Joyce and Hopper's romantic tension, and their goodbye before Hopper ships off to war

Love that Joyce asks him to meet her at midnight for drinks. Another 12 mention in Jopper's last scene. Sweet. But did they say why Joyce doesn't leave Hawkins? Why does Hopper feel cursed? Why is she still with Lonnie if he's an asshole?

EDIT: It appears that Joyce is stuck in Hawkins because she wanted to win a scholarship with the play, but she didn't because Henry hurt Patty and everybody thought she was dead.

Oh, I'm also very curious to know who the member of Brenner's staff who runs away with some equipment is...

I have so many questions about Henry's story, and certain inconsistencies, but I'll wait for more spoilers

One last thing.

This intrigues me. Two experiments, two doctors, two keys, two kids, Will and Eleven (and Henry/Edward 10->01). A ship disappears and then, maybe, an entire town? Hmm

[ryunumber]

correction on the utena characters: utena had a limited time collaboration with the mobile game alice closet, alice closet had a collaboration with osomatsu, osomatsu appeared in puyo puyo quest, sonic appeared in puyo puyo tetris, and sonic appeared in smash ultimate with ryu. there's probably a cleaner line to be made here but nonetheless this is a limited ryu number

From the looks of it, the collaborations seem to be exclusively outfits and not characters, which is not a valid connection for this blog's purposes.