#also no i don't wanna hear any of that “staying in contact” or “it's ok to mourn” stuff. i know.

[weixuldo]

Like a Drug

Toxic!Anakin x Reader

a/n: hihihi, this one is a pretty long one shot ahh sorry! its based on this ask from @hanasnx ! (Though I did change the promp a little) I just wanted to also update that It is officially finals week- so I'll be slower than i alr am SORRY!! but i have been working on the next xhapters of allow me and enigma when i get breaks!! I hope u enjoy! ALSO! Please don't stay w someone if they act the way anakin does in this fic- this is purely a scenario for fictional purposes, never let anyone do anything he does, to you.

Anakin has a very peculiar way of showing his love; well you call it love other people call it an unhealthy obsession... you finally realize how fucked up the situation is and leave- but the real question is how long can you stay away?

warnings: cursing, toxic bf ani, smex, cumplay, agressive behavior, mention of blood, fights, alluded sexual harassment, anakin is obsessive and posessive. (he's does some fucked up shit)

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“Get up” Anakin’s stern voice rang as he gripped your upper arm. 

You jumped at the unexpected contact- why was Anakin here? 

“Ani! You scared m-” you started to laugh before he tightened his grip.

“Now.” he growled. 

You looked back at your friends sitting across the table from you; their eyes were wide. Before you could say anything, Anakin started to pull you up. 

“Let go of her!” one of your friends demanded. 

He snapped his head towards her and only loosened his grip on you to stomp to the other side of the table. His tall frame towered as he glared daggers at her. 

“The fuck did you just say?” he spat.

She went pale and looked down at her lap. 

“That’s what I thought. Anyone else have any smart comments?” he huffed, before promptly pulling you out of the restaurant. 

Before you made it all the way out the door you mouthed an “its ok” to your friends before following your boyfriend outside. 

“Anakin, what the fuck?” you exclaimed, throwing your hands in the air. 

He continued towards his sleek black camaro (he loved to drive through the city at night, music blaring and his hand on his property, your thigh). 

“Don’t fucking ignore me Anakin!” you shouted, gaining the attention of an older couple who were heading inside the restaurant. 

Your cheeks burned as you caught their stares, but honestly you were used to this shit, it wasn’t the first time you and Ani had made a scene in public. Anakin always did this- he would get pissy over some irrelevant thing and you would get into an argument. 

He stopped and turned with such anger.

“You really wanna know? You shouldnt have to fuckin’ ask why I’m upset! If you ever thought of anyone but yourself you’d see how fucked up it is of you to get dinner with those bitches who want to break us up” he screamed; his beautiful blue eyes dark with rage. 

You knew Anakin hated your friends. And you knew they hated him.

“You know they don’t like me and always try to get you to leave- Meanwhile those sluts cant keep their legs shut; they’re probably just jealous cause I’m the only guy who gets to fuck you and they have to find a new one every night!” he spat. 

Most of your friends were in stable relationships, but of course Anakin didn’t bother to remember that. 

“How am I selfish Anakin? I just wanted to grab dinner with the girls and you didn’t even come up. I told them not to bring you up after the last fight” you sighed, exhausted from Anakin's irrational moods. 

His sculpted jaw clenched and his right eye twitched. 

“It's the fact that you still even allow their company, it’s disrespectful.”

You shook your head and huffed in disbelief. 

“Anakin, you are absolutely unbelievable. Un-fucking-believable… Do you even hear yourself right now?!” you screamed. 

“And not that it should even fucking matter, but how did you even know I was with them?” 

“I have your location- you know that” he stated as if you asked if the sky was blue. 

“I know that, but how about them?”

He knew where they were because he made several alternative snapchat accounts and pretended to be someone from school who was just looking for new friends.

He spent nights pretending to be an excited freshman who was wondering where the science building was. He used remix to send your friends snaps that made it look like he was on campus or hanging out downtown with other students. And eventually he gained their trust enough for them to turn on their snap map for him so he could “make sure they were safe” if they went somewhere, since it's “dangerous for us college girls down here”. 

“Intuition.” 

You rolled your eyes and laughed, “No way, you probably chipped their phones or some psycho shit cause you’re fucking crazy Anakin!” 

“Well if you just goddamn did what I told you we wouldn’t have to have these conversations or be in these situations” he replied dryly. 

“How many fucking “rules” are there for me to follow?! Everytime I go out or do anything, you find something to nit pick! It's exhausting! I don’t even know why I’m still with you?!”

“Get in the car.” he demanded. 

“You’re insane if you think-”

His whole demeanor shifted and he sighed, “baby, please… I’m sorry, let’s talk about this”. 

“No, Anakin- i’m done with your bullshit” you said, heading back towards the building. 

He felt his scarred eye twitch, but he needed to subdue his temper (just until he could take it out on your pretty pussy).

See, Anakin Skywalker was a master manipulator. He knew that no matter how much you fought or how insane he acted- you would always come back.

This was clockwork for him. You’d fight, he’d act vulnerable, you would fuck, and then you’d be good for a while. A perfect system. Never failed. 

He called your name with a desperate plea- he had no problem acting needy if it got him to where he needed to be, plus this gave you the illusion of having power in this familiar situation. 

You hesitantly turned around to meets his gaze; his beautiful blue eyes glassy with his brilliant manipulation. 

“Baby, I’m sorry- I just worry about you..” he spoke softly as you subconsciously came closer. 

Soon his strong arms were wrapped around your waist and his scent flooded your senses. 

“You know I can't control my feelings sometimes- I just love you too much- I can’t lose you too…” he whispered into your hair. 

You knew exactly what he was referring to with the “too”- his mother. He was very close with her, growing up she was all he had. A few years back she passed away and it took a big toll on your lover.

You never wanted to admit it, but you knew he used that to guilt trip you into staying or to get you to feel bad for him. 

You hated him. 

But you couldn’t stop…

You held him tighter and grabbed his shirt fabric, “I know Ani… I know”.

You were now crying too- You knew this was unhealthy- toxic even; but you just couldn’t quit him. 

You felt his strong arms lift you up and he carried you towards his camaro; you knew what came next… He’d comfort you, fuck you, then you would act as if no argument ever happened.

A cycle you had gotten all too familiar with. 

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“F-fuck” Anakin stuttered as he slammed his cock into you; intensive sounds of your bodies colliding, ricochet off the bedroom walls. 

“You feel s-so good Baby- doin’ so good for me” he praised as he thrusted in and out of your plush walls. You were lying on your back as he held one of your legs over his shoulder so he could hit even deeper. 

The glorious feeling of his calloused hands along your smooth stomach made you shiver. When you first started dating Anakin he told you that he would please you so well that no other men would be able to compare.

he was right…

No man could navigate your body the way he does, read your tells like he could, no man could make you cum as well as Anakin could.

He slowed his hips for a moment making you whine at the lack of movement from his thick cock. 

“Look at me baby”. 

You blinked your doe eyes open, tears falling from the corners. He observed your features before his eyes softened. 

“My girl, my pretty girl… always so lovely” she smiled before tenderly kissing you. 

“I love you more than anything” he whispered against your plump lips. 

This.

Moments like this were why you stayed: he could be kind- he was sweet- he did care. 

You were about to reciprocate his statement but were cut off by his hand tightly gripping around your throat as he continued snapping his hips into yours.

You squealed with each powerful thrust- it was ok, you’d tell him later. 

His swollen member was blushing red and as hard as could be. He absolutely adored having you below him, taking his dick like a champ- he remembered how proud he was when you were finally able to take all of him. 

A particularly hefty thrust sent his neurons firing and he knew he was almost at his end. He sloppily bucked his hips into your pelvis as his breathing became more erratic. 

“I’m gonna cum- w-where do you want it sweet girl?” he half stuttered, half moaned.

You patted your chest and gave Anakin a knowing look. 

With that he was gone, his brows knitted together in ecstasy and his hips lurched forward. A string of obscenities left his mouth as he quickly slid his dick out of you to aim for your chest. 

Barely one pump in, his warm seed coated your chest. You watched as his abs and thighs contracted with each wave of pleasure. Some of his damp curls stuck to his forehead, he had a sheen of sweat, and his cheeks were flushed. 

What a beautiful sight. 

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Anakin’s fingers tucked some wild strands of hair behind your ear as you slept peacefully beside him.

Last night cut it a little closer than he normally would have, but it all worked out because here you were, still with him- fast asleep in his bed. 

He grabbed your phone and began to go through your messages (an unhealthy habit he picked up a few months back), his fingers immediately moved to the new notifications from your friends.

He opened the pinned group chat and read the messages from last night. 

Where r u? Where’d he take u?

Are you alright?

WTF was that?!

Anakin rolled his eyes; your friends were always so dramatic. But he smiled when he saw your response. 

“Guys i'm good, ani took me home and we talked things out- he’s just been really stressed out lately, it's nothing to worry about!”

You were his good girl and he’d spoil you today for your loyalty. 

He continued to scroll passively until he got to the newer unread messages. 

y/n, can we all please talk when you get back- we’re worried about you

Yea, anakin doesn’t seem like he has the best intentions

We hate to see you in this situation

Babe, he’s toxic- u need to dump him

“...u need to dump him”

Anakin almost threw the phone across the room- no way these bitches were telling you to dump him?!

He was the only one who took care of you, he was the only one who knew what was best for you- who did these girls think they were?!

Before he could stop himself he took out his own phone and copied all of their numbers down so he could send several nasty message to the girls basically telling them to back the fuck off and being unnecessarily hateful.

After he blocked their numbers, he decided it was time for a shower, so he left you with a kiss and headed to the bathroom. 

The emptiness of the bed made you wake. For a moment, you began to search for Anakin but the shower in the other room indicated where he was. 

You smiled and cuddled further into his sheets. The warmth of the blankets began to pull you back into slumber but your phone interrupted the notion. 

It was one of the girls you had gotten dinner with last night, what would she be calling this early for?

“Hello?”

y/n, I’m sorry but you need to come back now, I don’t think it's the best idea for you to be with anakin-

“Wait, slow down… why?”

She sent you screenshots of the messages he sent and you almost dropped your phone.

“What the fuck?! Anakin sent this?”

Yes, this morning- I really think you should get out of that relationship y/n- I’ve been telling you this! He’s trying to make you dependent on only him- it's not healthy!

You took a moment to regain your thoughts and quickly said a goodbye when you heard the water stop running. 

Why would he be so cruel? You knew he had his issues but he’d never been so explicitly viscous before. Maybe your friends were right, you had been manipulated so much that you were defending his toxic behavior. This had to stop. 

You knew you wouldn’t be able to face him for long (he would just pull you back in). So you quickly began to gather your things so that it would be easier to leave after you talked with him. 

You almost had everything packed when the doorknob turned to reveal a fresh Anakin; his hair was still damp from the shower and his skin had a glistening shine from the residual steam. He had such a big smile… you hated this, but it needed to be done. 

“What’s going on princess?” he frowned when he saw your bag was already packed. 

“Anakin… I have to go” you said hurriedly. 

He moved in front of you and held up a hand, “Woah, can we talk about what’s going on? Why are you leaving in such a hurry?” he asked (genuinely worried). 

With a sigh, you looked him in the eye, “Anakin- we can’t keep doing this- we aren’t good for eachother”. 

He felt his chest tighten. 

“Was it your friends? Did they put those thoughts in your head?! I told you they weren’t-”

“Anakin! Please, enough! I saw what you said to them- Why the fuck would you say that? You’re not acting like the man I fell in love with… You’ve changed so much” you said with watery eyes.

For a moment he looked as if he were going to punch something but eventually he let out a breath and defeatedly stood to the side. Your words seemed to really hit him. 

“Angel, I do what I do because I love you- you know that. I know I’m messed up- but I’ve been working on it, Truly” he promised.

Tears fell as you shook your head, “I know Ani, but it's not fair to me- I can’t keep doing this! We always end up fighting and you always get upset”

“I DON'T!” Anakin unintentionally shouted, making you shrink away from him. 

“This is what I'm talking about Ani, I don’t wanna do this- no, i’m not doing this anymore. I’m leaving” you said, grabbing your things and heading for the door. 

He called your name but you ignored him, you almost got to his front door when he grabbed your upper arm. 

“Let go!” you shouted, snatching your arm from his hold.

“Please, just leave me alone” you cried as you walked out of the house and headed for the uber you sneakily called while he was still in the shower. 

As the uber drove away, you saw a confused and hurt Anakin standing in his driveway.

You put your head in your hands and cried… 

It needed to be done.

It had to. 

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A few months later

The early autumn air nipped at your skin as you haistilly exited the rowdy club. You shivered and crossed your arms after checking the time. 

10:34 pm

You had only gotten to the damn club 30 minutes ago and you already wanted to leave. You and some friends had gone out to reward yourselves for a hard week (and to hopefully get your mind off of your ex).

Some guy in the club had gotten a little too handsy fior your comfort- he attempted to put his hand up your dress and grope your breasts while you were just leaning over the bar to order another drink. You slapped him across the face and made your way outside to get some air. 

You wanted to leave; as you stood by the curb you felt the familiar sting of tears pricking at your eyes. 

Fuck. 

The sensation of alcohol warmed your tummy and clouded your thoughts. Warm, strong hands protecting you from any other man who dared to look at you. Fierce blue eyes warding off any unwanted attention- 

No. 

You physically shook your head and opened your phone to distract yourself. There was no fucking way you were thinking about him right now. You scrolled to your uber app and looked up rates for a ride back to your apartment. 

$40, $35, $47, $32, $43

The rates were through the roof, no way you were going to pay that just to get a few blocks home. 

Almost instinctively, your hands moved so that your thumb was shivering over Anakin’s number. 

What were you doing?!

You were about to swipe off when you realized: you weren’t willing to take an expensive uber, but you also didn’t want to walk that far in heels and at night. Maybe you should call him… at least you know him and he does owe you a favor anyways. 

Fuck it. 

You unblock and dial his number. 

Ring…

Ring…….

Ring………..

Voicemail.

You groaned. You knew very well what he was doing- he was making you call several times so that you would look desperate. He loved doing that shit. You dialed again. 

Ring…

 Rin- 

“Hey sweet thing, finally came to your senses?” he said, smugness dripping off his every word. 

“Anakin- please come pick me up” you sniffed. 

“And why would I do that? Why would I do you a favor after you’ve been such a bra-”

“Ani- someone tried to touch me- I wanna go home” you cried. 

The other end of the phone went silent. Anakin’s eye began to twitch and his grip on the phone tightened. 

“Where?” he gritted out. 

“What? I’m on fourth street, over by the old mill-”

“Where did he touch you?” he interrupted. 

You took a breath- maybe you shouldn’t have called Anakin, you knew he was going to cause a scene- but at the same time a dark part of you wanted him to become violent with his passion for you. 

“He put his hand up my skirt and started groping my breas-”

“I’m on my way” is all he said before finally adding-

“That fucker is dead.”

You breathed a sigh of relief, Ani was coming. 

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Anakin’s knuckles were a fiery red as he dealt several blows to the man who had dared to touch his girl. His vision clouded by rage and hatred; how dare someone try to touch what was his. 

Sure, you were broken up (or so you thought); but anakin saw it as just a small break- You were getting back together- he knew it.

All he was waiting on was your call. 

Once he was satisfied, he stood up and shook the blood off of his hand. He looked over his work; the man’s face wa bloodied and his lip was cracked (there was also possibly a tooth missing but Anakin didn’t really give a  fuck). 

He leaned over and spat, “Don’t ever touch someone who isn’t yours again”. 

He made his way through the crowd of stunned onlookers who all began to back away from him as he headed towards the bathroom. Once he got there, everyone stepped out and allowed him to walk in with no hesitation (They didn’t want to get on his bad side in any shape or form). 

He leaned on the sink and examined the cut on his cheekbone. 

Whatever. 

He turned on the faucet and washed the blood from his hands; no need for his beautiful girl to see the blood of a fucking perv. 

He dried his hands and exited the building to collect you from outside the building. 

You stood there, arms crossed, his jacket draped over your shoulders: his Angel. 

“Hey, sweetheart” he called in a soft voice as he put his arm around you. 

You looked at him with big eyes. 

“Are you alright?” He kissed your forehead. 

You nodded and hugged him closer to you.

“It's all taken care of, let's get you home”

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“I knew you’d come back” he broke the silence in the car (well, the radio was on- but you hadn’t spoken since he left the club).

“Anakin, can we please not talk about this right now? '' you said quietly. 

He glanced at you and put a tender hand on your thigh. 

“Angel, these past few weeks without you have been hell… I’m sorry for how I acted- I love you”.

You knew this was just another way he was trying to manipulate you- he definitely don’t attempt to better himself, but you couldn’t help but indulge him- after all… you missed him too. You placed one of your hands on top of his and met his eye. 

“Ani- will you take me to your’s?” you asked shyly, as if you hadn’t spent countless nights in his bed. 

He smiled and rubbed his hand along your leg, “Of course darling”. 

“Maybe I can help relieve some of your stress too,” he added with a deeper tone. 

You mentally sighed- of course he wanted that; but you also wouldn’t mind having him near you again, so you politely nodded with a smile. 

He squeezed your thigh, “That’s my girl, I knew you couldn’t quit me that easy”

You turned your head to look out the window at the bright city once more… He was right- you just couldn’t quit him.

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Once again anakin is completely fucked up in this fic- pls dont romantiscice this behavior in real life... other than that- I hope you enjoyed the fic lmfaooo. I haven't really written ani as an actually problamatic character before, its mostly just like rude or grumpy ani lmfao. but ty for stopping by!!

[pocketramblr]

AU where Hisashi calls Izuku regularly while he works overseas and one day Hisashi tells Izuku about his new boyfriend who is very sweet to him and unfortunately got into a bad accident many years ago that left him disabled so Hisashi helps care for him.Izuku later finds out this boyfriend is AFO.

why would you leave inko for afo. 'hold on yeah i think i'll leave this priceless bahia emerald and skip town and then i found a broken piece of chalk instead.' my guy. you deserve all might stealing your son.

1- ok so. Hisashi is an accountant who moves to new york to make more money. He and inko officially divorce, which means Izuku takes the Midoriya name and Inko has sole custody, but while Hisashi does not have to pay child support or alimony, he does opt to send them some support and tries to stay in contact because i guess his taste in men was so bad that he and inko just work better as friends. good for them ig.

2- actually Hisashi is just straight up color-blind: he can't see any red flags. Its not just his personal tastes. this man has worked for four separate blatant money laundering schemes since he went abroad. he has no clue. this is how he ends up coming into contact with AfO, but AfO's job offering is too indirect and vague, and Hisashi is like 'are you... flirting with me?' instead, but AfO can work with that. And while Hisashi certainly isn't a genius with people or warning signs, i will give him (and inko) this: he's a great lay.

3- He's also a very caring boyfriend, which was part of the problem with inko, they ended up really inciting each other's anxieties, but AfO likes being pampered so he decides to keep Hisashi around even if he isn't a employee. even better really, that he doesn't have to pay, bribe, quirkify, dequirkify, or threaten him. Hisashi, as a bit of a doting boyfriend, also has a lot to say about the man to others, so Izuku ends up hearing a lot of gushing over the phone as he's training with weights and is a bit too out of breath to change the topic. plus, he doesn't want to bring up going to UA until its a sure thing, his dad will definitely freak out about it not being safe. finally he tells his dad he got in, and hisashi is like 'oh yeah, cuz they changed the rules, which track?' and izuku goes 'oh uh hero track and alsoihaveaquirknowitscalledsuperpower oh look at that moms calling me for dinner sorry bye.'

4. Dazed, Hisashi gushes about his son to his boyfriend later, dropping that izuku's going to become a hero at ua, what a surprise- but, well, he supposes his son has always loved to watch heroes...

AfO is like 'hm. being a hero isn't very safe...' ('i know...') 'why don't you try to push him to visit you? keep him safe. maybe in a safe. don't you just wanna keep a hold of him?' ("i do, but that'll only drive him away. he's growing up... besides, if i was busy only keeping watch over him, who'd take care of you?") 'mm, good point. keep prioritizing me, i will neither put a hit on the kid as competition nor do anything to keep him safer.'

5. Reveal... uh yeah so Hisashi does mention to Izuku when his boyfriend goes missing, sometimes he gets called to work suddenly but he's never been gone this long, he's worried, is he restocking his meds, where is he? oh yeah, he vanished around Kamino. unfortunate, but not incriminating on its own. What IS incriminating is rewound!AfO, looking at Izuku with a tilted head. "I can see bits of Hisashi in you, hm. Just the worst bits, luckily." Izuku starts realizing what this means. Bakugo distracts him and blasts him to the Shigaraki fight, because he also started to realize what it meant and simply did not want to deal with hearing anymore of that. Over at the ShigarAfO fight, AfO tries to keep throwing Izuku (and tomura) off their game by wondering if Hisashi will find this new, younger body nice as well- probably, its not like the man had the highest standards. Izuku and Tomura are united in such abosolute done-ness with AfO that he's immediately snuffed out of Tomura's head and nothing remains behind. Tomura is like 'uh, do you want a day's break and then a rematch because i need to bleach my brain' but izuku is like 'oh no i need to punch someone through a mountain rn, lets keep going while i reform you with the power of friendship and incredible violence.' (By unspoken agreement, neither Izuku, Bakugo, or Tomura ever breathe a word about it to anyone, much less to Hisashi.)

[olderthannetfic]

Idk if this is a trope, or a genre-thing, or a real life thing, but I've been seeing more and more of my internet acquaintance circle say that a character being friends with an ex is a big turn-off to them in media they consume. It's really weird to me because I don't even know it's apparently such a big deal in media to be mentioned, but also, what's bad about staying friends with an ex to begin with? If we split amicably I'd rather stay in good contact, than completely cut someone off. Especially if that person was a good friend to begin with. I don't think I've seen that much media revolving around this at all tbh, and it's weird how they started mentioning it recently. Ok Christmas is the time of love and friendship, but stills feels kinda random. Is it like a side effect of current dating culture, or is that an old thing? I notice it more with internet acquaintances than my IRL friends as well. I don't think the idea of writing about two people staying friends after a break-up turns into a cheap porn plot of them just fucking behind any new girl/boyfriends. If that happens, then that is a cheap porn plot. I just wanna know what the fuck they're media they're looking at.

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Well... to be honest, a lot of people aren't friends before they date someone and do treat romantic prospects and friends differently.

I think a lot of media also does this. Not only does your standard bad tv writing use the ex for drama in most cases, but the writing of the actual friendship part is often unconvincing.

I know a lot of people, usually guys, who met some girl on a dating app or asked her out in a bar because she was pretty who pull the "We should stay friends" thing, and it's laughable. They weren't friends, and the way that woman socializes outside of her boyfriend isn't compatible with how he socializes.

It's much less weird if it's somebody from your friend circle whom you knew for a long time first.

For me personally, in the context of fiction, the biggest problem is that a sufficiently interesting friendship will make me ship those characters and not the current ship that the media is pushing. Or, on rare occasions, I won't even ship them, but I just want to hear about their friendship and not the romance.

IRL, there are lots of reasons people just don't work out, but in fiction, I'm constantly going "Okay, but they could get back together though!" Unlike with real people, there's no reason some subtle shade of their personality couldn't be a little different or they couldn't change their mind about lifestyle things in a way that would make the couple great together this time around.

It would probably annoy me less in extremely realistic dramas about daily life, but I dislike those. Most things I actually consume just either make me think "Why are we wasting time on the current ship?" or "OT3! OT3!"

Part of making good fiction is paring away the less essential stuff to let the main points shine. A too-good friendship does steal airtime from a romance in a lot of cases.

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OTOH, I do know a bunch of neurotic people who just hate it when any ex is within a thousand miles because they've got cheating on the brain.

[never-enough-novels]

🧚‍♀️ iM a FaiRy ✨🌟🌸💮

Do it Grayson

Prompt: Reader's parents are fighting and they don't wanna be there so they ask Grayson if they can stay over.

Take your time, love

It's finally done bbg

A/n: im sorry if there are any mistakes in this. This was my first time writing anything like this 😭. I tried my best. Really hope you like this. It's also mostly very shit so I'm sorry beforehand

World limit: about 700 words

Tw: argument between parents, blaming yourself about it

Coffee and comfort

They're fighting again

On the same topic again

God I only wish they would just not shout so much. Or if they want to just not infront of me. Each accusation, each word spat to one another felt like it was my fault. I don’t even know why I think its my fault. The air itself was so thick it was suffocating. I tried sleeping it off but the shouting just went on and on and an like it was in my brain. I wanted to cry but couldn’t and it felt like a barb wire in my throat. As I lay on my bed, with the comfort of my favourite playlist playing in the background, the weight of the situation pressed down on me. Hands trembling I decided to call the one person I thought could provide me comfort right now: Grayson.

I reached for my phone, my fingers hesitantly hovering over his contact before pressing call. The phone rang briefly before his warm, familiar voice filled the line.

“Hey, love, everything okay?” Grayson’s voice was tinged with immediate concern.

Hearing his voice again tipped my emotions over the edge. I tried to cover my mouth and not cry so I don’t worry him any further; which obviously turns futile.

“Hamnah what happened? Talk to me love” he asked worriedly

“Can I please come over to your place? Theyre fighting again” I ask as quietly as I can without breaking down after hearing his voice

There was no hesitation on his end, just the comforting certainty of his reply. “Of course, come over. The house feels empty without you anyway.”

Disconnecting the call, I packed a few necessities into a bag, throwing in a book and my journal, knowing well that Grayson’s place was the only place where I could find peace enough to write. The drive over was quick, the familiar streets bathed in the soft glow of the streetlights leading me to his penthouse which was his safe place too.

As soon as he opened the door I was enveloped in a comforting hug which was the best thing in the world. We stayed in that position which felt like hours but could only have been a few minutes.

Grayson, cupping my face up gave me the most gentle kiss on lips and then asked “Are you ok Hamna? Wanna talk about it?”

Shaking my head I said, “I'd really rather not right now”

Nodding his head with a small comforting smile on his face he went into the kitchen while I situated myself on his bed; finally taking a deep breath and letting myself relax.

He comes back and hands me a glass of water and says “You know you’re always welcome here, right? This is as much your home as it is mine,” he said, his voice earnest.

I nodded, my heart swelling with gratitude. “I know, Gray. Thank you. It means everything to me.”

We spent the evening tucked away in his bedroom, watching movies that made us laugh and making me forget the harshness of reality of my home. Grayson held me close, his presence a shield against the outside world. It was moments like these that I was reminded of how much he meant to me,and how we came to be together and him being my boyfriend and safe space.

Later, while cuddling with his arm around my back and my head on chest, listening to heartbeats I decided to speak about what happened.

“I hate that you have to see this side of my life, I never wanted to show you this ” I confessed quietly, the darkness of the room and his presence making it easier for me to express my fears and feelings.

Grayson’s arm tightened around me, pulling me closer. “Hamna, we all have our battles. But you’re not alone in this, okay? I’m here for you, no matter what.” His words, feeling sincere and reassuring, helped the tightening around my cheat and throat.

“I love you, Gray,” I whispered, feeling his kiss on my forehead in response.

“I love you more,” he said back, a line so simple yet profound, promising unspoken vows of support and everything I could wish for.

As I drifted off to sleep, the echo of my parents’ shouting seemed like miles away. Here, in Grayson’s arms, I found more than just a temporary escape; I found a promise of hope and a reminder of his love for me.

[bubble-popping]

👀👀 dnb stockholm syndrome au?

i would love to hear anything else you have (/nf. you you don't want to answer its ok)

all ur other aus r rly cool too!

Okay, first, thank you! I'm glad u enjoy my thoughts on the silly lil guys :) I'm just somewhat embarrassed/scared to share is all but if ppl wanna hear then I'll talk abt it :D

I'm gonna put it under the cut for anyone that isn't comfortable with all the stuff a stockholm syndrome au would entail :)

The main concept is that c!Techno is known for being like the richest guy on the server. He's more distant in this au, not really that welcoming to people and only truly cares about c!Phil. He's also somewhat of a hoarder of valuable items, but he's kinda grown bored of looking at the same things all the time. He wonders what could truly make him the richest man with the most resources.

Then, he hears that c!Dream's been imprisoned, and, even more interestingly, can revive people. He doesn't rly believe it for a while, until c!Tommy is resurrected. Now, he's very interested seeing as he and Phil only have one life each. But he has to wait for the right opportunity, he can't seem too eager.

So, he waits. While he waits, he creates a secret hidden base underground far from the rest of the smp where his next 'trophy' will stay. The day arrives where he receives the letter, the day he visits Dream and finds, well... something he didn't expect. He's imprisoned as well, he fully expected this. But he didn't expect how Dream seemed to care about him so much, how frantic he became at the thought that his only way out was now trapped with him, how small he looked when he curled into a ball nonsensically rambling and spiraling into paranoia.

Techno also didn't expect the strange feelings that grow as he lives in that little box with the man. Dream initially flinches whenever Techno sits too close to him, but eventually he relaxes, until soon it's clear he craves the physical contact and makes any excuse to touch and get touched.

When Phil finally pops the ender pearl stasis chamber, Techno begins working on plans to break him out immediately.

Once he does, he convinces Dream to stay with him, that nowhere else is safe and Sam and Quackity will find him if he leaves. In fact, he's banking on it, so he'll have the perfect excuse to take Dream to the secret base. It works out exactly as he hopes, only a few days pass before the two are at his door and Dream has a panic attack just at the sight of them. He has a full blown panic attack, clinging to Techno and begging him to not reveal his location. And Techno thinks how this was all too easy.

Of course Techno doesn't say anything to them, and makes sure they know better than to try and force their way in. After they leave, Techno waits until night fall to transport Dream to his 'trophy room'. Dream's hesitant about the cramped space, but he trusts Techno, so he stays. From there, Techno teaches him to listen to everything he says :)

[annieqattheperipheral]

Kyle. Hi. Wow. Ok. I'm sad. Wow gonna miss u hard.

Ok so the Brendan Shanahan media availability just ended. Wow, he revealed a fair bit and didn't hide that letting Kyle go was his decision and revealed when he changed his mind from fully working on extending his contract, to ok thank you but bye.

The timeline:

Off-season 2022: shanny tells dubas they're going to wait and see how the 22-23 season goes and then decide on whether or not to extend him. Kyle all cool beans super profesh

Season: goes well normal ups n downs. Owners & board & shanny are happy

Trade deadline 2023: shanny is very pleased and now there's not much else for GMs to do rn so tells dubas we want to extend you. Kyle all cool beans i want that too here's my agent's deets y'all figure it out keep me out of it while i focus on the end of season & playoffs

Friday May 12: Leafs nation crashes and burns out of the playoffs in round 2

Saturday day off

Sunday they all come in for team pictures and shanny & dubas chat and he tells dubas you did well this doesn't change anything we still want to extend you. also everyone will be talking to media tmr you don't have to i won't be. Kyle all cool beans but I'm gonna bc the players & coach have to and i should support them

Monday May 15 - Kyle Dubas speaks to media -> he did not confirm yes/no on whether he wanted to stay as GM, answers with this season was v hard on my family and i have to speak w them before i answer in any way at all

Shanny's brain goes all WTF. Yes we've talked extensively at every conversation about how hard this season has been on your family. But like did not expect that response to the media. So then shanny's all driving home that night thinking ok i have to think about the possibility of next season having a different GM

Tuesday - they don't chat

Wednesday - shanny goes to see dubas. They talk about his Monday media availability cuz shanny got questions cuz like wtf. They talk about pressure on family in this industry both as player and management. Kyle says his agent will contact him tmr and shanny all uhh ok but I'm like still so confused girl

Thursday - dubas agent sends shanny a new contract w different financial package expectations. Kyle emails shanny that night i wanna be ur GM boo🫶 but shanny already got the ick factor going and is so not into it anymore

Friday May 19/today - shanny drove to dubas office at ford performance centre and told him we will not be extending ur contract 😭😭😭

Brendan Shanahan speaks to media

If you've got the urge and u really love kyle highly encourage you watch/listen to both of their press conferences. Shanahan speaks highly of Dubas keeps it profesh there is none of the bad blood we heard about

Kyle is so awesome, open, emotional and possibly its the last time we'll hear from him for awhile since he's no longer with MLSE nor any other org. He said in his media that if he were to not be GM with leafs, in no way would we be seeing him signing with another team like next week. His answer didn't have anything to do w having other job offers.

My overall conclusion:

shanny no longer saw the 100% passion and want for the job anymore from dubas during his Monday press conference. And it's ok if that is how kyle is feeling bc he clearly needs to focus on family for a bit now after just a rollicking season & stressful as shit playoffs. Yes Kyle was in a vulnerable state so soon after playoffs elimination and probably shouldn't have been judged for his contract extension based off of that. But workplaces and jobs are like relationships where if the want to work isn't fully there anymore it is going to turn off your coworkers and boss, and his lack of confirmation of wanting to be GM to the press really drove home that he was still on the fence and iffy about going all in on the job despite the horrible 2nd round loss.

Wherever you go kyle, I'm following you, even if you go to one of my hated teams bc i know you'll fix the org & locker room culture like you did at the leafs💙💙💙

[woman-of-balnain]

You Don't Form in the Wet Sand (I Do) - Part 2/2 (Alpha Rick x Omega Reader)

Prev. Part | Masterlist | AO3 Ver.

Pairing: Rick Grimes/Fem!Reader

Request: You and Rick share your first heat/rut together.

A/N:

Ok so if anyone reading this hasn’t read my other story ‘the Claim’ (specifically referring to chapter 5) then I don’t do knots in an alpha’s rut. I mean you can always request that, but I have my own version which was requested here (and which I use in my original ideas). Basically Rick stays hard and cums multiple times before he’s sated. At least for a while before he’s ready to go for another round lol. - Because heats and ruts are basically designed for the sole purpose of reproducing, my hc is that the bodies of omegas are biologically equipped to handle it. Still, since this is the reader’s first time with an alpha, she is a bit overstimulated and Rick eventually gives her a bit of a break in the middle. -

Just a reminder that Rick is behind the reader at the start of this chapter (his chest pressed up against her back) -

Let’s just hc that the gun holster is detachable from Rick’s belt… (safety is important lol) -

There’s too many clothes in the beginning of this chapter, hopefully it doesn’t stall things too much. -

I also added a little bit of insight into Rick’s thoughts during the smut. If it’s weird lmk and I won’t include it again in future smut. -

Warnings: Smut, a/b/o dynamic (some non-traditional), established relationship, dominant Rick, possessive Rick, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking (both with hands and belt), multiple male and female orgasms, independent omega Reader, female Reader.

Word Count: 6,387

Divider by: @cafekitsune

You let out a startled moan as Rick pushed you up against the nearest wall. Your hands automatically lifted up to press against it as his own moved down to your lower stomach. His lips continued to tease your mating gland while his fingers worked to unbutton your jeans and before long, he was tugging them - and your panties - down your legs. Then he was pulling off your boots, letting your jeans be completely tugged off too. Rick was still behind you, as you faced the wall. But you started to turn when he remained stepped back and away from your body.

“Don’t move, ‘mega,” he ordered, stopping you.

“But –”

You were cut off as Rick’s hand slapped down on your ass and your words morphed into another moan. The sound of him unbuckling his belt could be heard and then the tell-tale noise of him unzipping his own jeans followed. You had become hot all over in record time and you knew that his rut had triggered your own heat. The fact that slick was rapidly pooling between your thighs just confirmed it. Then Rick was pressed up behind you again, his bare thighs against yours as one of his hands pushed down on your back.

“You’re gonna listen for once,” his tone was dark and heated. “Bend over for me, omega.”

“And if I don’t?” You challenged again, as a deep and previously undiscovered part of you was secretly loving this new side of him.

You moaned shamelessly, even louder now, as he spanked down on your ass again. Only this time, he used his belt and the sting on your skin was more prominent. Your heat made everything feel different though, so the contact felt good more than it did painful.

“That’s it,” Rick used his fingers to gently soothe away any last remnants of the slight ache. “That’s the only thing I wanna hear from you, baby. How much you love being good for me. You know what’ll happen if you keep talkin’ back, right?”

His accent, that southern twang you loved so much, only seemed to become more noticeable as his desire grew – as well as his impatience. Part of you wanted to bite back some more, but the need for him to just fuck you was greater, so you nodded eagerly.

“Good girl,” he praised you, voice husky and addled with lust. “Now bend over for me, sweetheart, and spread your legs.”

You let out a sound that was between a whimper and a sigh of need as you shifted, doing as he’d commanded you to. Your hands were pressed hard against the wall, since it was the only thing you could use for support. As you bent over, legs spread wide and presenting yourself to him, you felt your slick trickle down your thighs as your body yearned for him needily.  

“Fuck, baby,” Rick moaned, his fingers falling between your thighs and spreading your folds. “Your pussy’s so wet. You’re ready for me, huh?”

“Mmm,” you moaned.

“That’s my good girl,” he praised you.

He seemed to take your moan as all the confirmation he needed, because then he was thrusting into you, deep and hard. He let out his own sound of deep gratification as he pushed himself in to the hilt.

“You’re so tight, ‘mega,” Rick grit out, taking a moment to just enjoy the way you were wrapped snugly around him. “Baby, you’ve been wasted on betas. I can tell I’m your first alpha.”

You had told him as much; he was just getting cocky about the fact that you’d never taken anything so big before.

“And I’m gonna be the last,” he continued, promising that after this you’d never want anyone but him. “Ain’t I?”

You didn’t answer, too wrapped up in the way he filled you so perfectly. All you wanted was for him to start moving again and stimulate you further. But he kept himself torturously still, teasing you until your mind was frazzled with an aching sense of need.

“Answer me, omega,” Rick grit out, his voice more demanding now.

“Maybe…” you replied, intending to tease him just as much as he was you.

But then you felt the force of his belt on your ass again and all that left you was another sound of blatant desire.

“You’re mine,” Rick reminded you. “And I’m the only alpha you’re ever gonna need or want.”

He spanked you once more, as if to prove his point because it was like he just knew how you’d respond. Your back arched and your pussy spasmed in reaction, showing that he was right, even if you didn’t verbally confirm it. Your body was already desperate for him and only him. But Rick still wasn’t satisfied, and he began to pull out of you.

“I’m yours,” you told him hurriedly, feeling like the worst thing imaginable in that moment would be if he refused to fuck you.

“You’re only mine, omega,” Rick reminded you.  

“Yes,” you breathed out in agreement and then he slammed back into you. “Oh god…”

You felt his long and thick cock stretching you out and suddenly all you could do was moan helplessly and wantonly, as he began to set a ruthless pace moving in and out of you. His hands were holding onto your hips tightly and if it wasn’t for that, you likely wouldn’t still be standing. He made your mind dizzy with lust and your entire body responded to him.

Rick’s scent was wrapped around you, and you realized that the slight difference you’d picked up on before signified his rising desire and the fiery escalation of his rut. All you could think of or feel was him, and as the symptoms of your heat increased rapidly, the only thing you wanted was the sweet and blissful sense of release.

You could feel every inch of his cock as your walls wrapped tightly around him. The velvety skin that covered the steel hardness underneath, the veins which protruded and provided further stimulation, the precum spilling out and deep into you. It was as though you were hyperaware of every single aspect, as his hips smacked against yours and you felt him going in and out, in and out, over and over and over again.

That familiar sense of rising warmth and desire, low and deep in your belly began to form and you knew that you were getting closer to where you so desperately wanted to be. Apparently, Rick sensed it too. He pulled you back against his chest, changing the angle of his thrusts and you felt his cock press against the bundle of nerves inside you, driving you crazy.

When one of his hands moved to trail down towards your pussy, you clamped down around him, and he groaned out but didn’t stop his torturous descent. When his fingers spread your folds and his thumb came into contact with your clit, you let out a strangled sound of pleasure.

“Need you to cum for me, ‘mega,” Rick murmured, his tone betraying how close he was too. “Need to feel you cumming around my cock.”

You had never heard him sound so open and desperate; it turned you on completely, because he had never seemed sexier to you.

“Will you cum inside me?” You begged.

“Fuck baby,” he moaned. “You want that?”

You just nodded eagerly, and he continued to rub his thumb against your clit as his head tilted to tease your mating gland again. Your pussy spasmed around him, stimulating him even more and Rick let out a sound that was filled with unrestrained lust. Then his lips were sucking down hard, on the spot where you ached to feel his teeth sinking into you. If he hadn’t already left a mark before, he would now, and you relished in the possessiveness of the action.

You tightened even more around him, desperate to cross that threshold which was only just out of reach. The action caused Rick to bite you – still not in the way you wanted, but enough to drive you over the edge. The way his teeth teased your sensitive spot caused your entire body to feel like it was in a state of complete euphoria. As your orgasm washed over you and your pussy squeezed down, milking him with everything it was worth, you felt him push in even deeper before he let out the sexiest sound you’d ever heard.

Rick was completely caught up in how you were stimulating him and the iron tight grip your pussy had on his cock. He came hard, deep inside of you, his cum spurting against your cervix and filling you up with its warmth.

“Oh my god!” You moaned out, the sensation only prolonging your own orgasm.

It was like nothing you had ever felt before and when he began to thrust slowly into you again, you realized that he was still fully hard and not even close to being sated. He fucked his cum deeper into you, his cock still throbbing, and you remembered what you’d always heard about alphas and the stamina they had during their ruts. But that was nothing compared to experiencing the way he continued to tease your sensitive pussy, not even giving you time to recover from your first orgasm before he was ready to go again.

You already knew he was right. There was no going back after this. A beta would never be able to satisfy you again and the only alpha you would ever want was Rick.

“Feel how full you are of me, baby?” He groaned.

Your mind was a lust addled mess, but if there was anything you were aware of, it was how completely fullyou were, just as he had pointed out. It wasn’t only his cock stuffing and filling you now, but his cum too.

“Rick…” you breathed out. “I can’t – I need…”

He didn’t seem to mind how incoherent your words were. It was like he already knew what you wanted, and he moved back to gently pull out of you. The action caused further friction to your already sensitive walls, and you made a sound that conveyed your slight discomfort. But then his cock slid completely out, and Rick stepped away from you, leaving you to hold yourself up on wobbly legs.

Your hands were still pressed against the wall and that was the only thing keeping you upright. You turned around slowly, letting your back be supported by it instead and you looked at him through half-opened eyes, already feeling spent. But Rick just smirked, his own gaze intense and fiery as he took in how it was obvious that you’d just been thoroughly fucked. He was slowly unbuttoning his shirt, eager to get rid of it as his rut continued to get worse and the material scratched at his skin.

“Baby, I ain’t even close to being done,” he told you like it was a promise. “You sure you can handle it?”

Your only response was to pull your own shirt up and over your head, before throwing it off to the side, followed by your bra. When you were both completely naked, Rick moved closer to you again, caging your body under his and trapping you against the wall. He lifted up one of your legs and wrapped it around him before pushing himself slowly back into you.

Your pussy still felt almost hypersensitive, but it also gave you a strange sense of completion to feel him deep inside you again. Your eyes fluttered shut and your head fell back to rest against the wall as he gradually picked up the pace again, still feeling mostly pleasure but also like it was all too much. Then you felt Rick move closer until his chest was touching yours and his lips pressed an affectionate kiss to your cheek.

“You’re okay, ‘mega,” he murmured. “I’ve got you, just let go.”

You turned your head until his lips met your own and Rick reacted instantly, molding his mouth to yours and kissing you deeply. His lips were always so soft and yet also passionate whenever he kissed you, and this time was no different, there was just the added addition of him thrusting into you at the same time. You tried to do as he said, allowing yourself to just open up and forget about your reservations, but with the way his movements were now a lot gentler, your fears came crawling back in.

Your inner omega wanted nothing more than to just be vulnerable and take comfort in how he was soothing the burning ache of your heat. While your mind was still stubborn and afraid to show any kind of sensitivity around him. Rick must have picked up on it, because he slowly pulled his lips from yours and your eyes fluttered back open, only to find him intently looking at you.

“Y/N,” he murmured. “What’re you so scared of?”

You looked away, down at his shoulder, but then Rick’s fingers were on your chin and coaxing you to meet his gaze again.

“I don’t want you to see me as weak,” you admitted softly.

“Baby, I know you’re not,” he assured you.

“I want to be your equal,” you continued.

“You are,” Rick promised, a small smile curving up on his lips. “But it’s okay to let go. I’m gonna take care of you, give you what you need.”

He gave another deep thrust into you and your eyes rolled back from the force of it and how it caused a wave of euphoria to roll over you. Then Rick was pressing kisses along your neck, and it was almost like they were a soothing balm, washing away the discomfort from what had happened earlier.

“You don’t have to be in control all the time,” he spoke against your skin. “Let me help you feel good, ‘mega.”

As his teeth nipped down playfully against your skin, your body seemed to make the decision for you. Your back arched again, pressing your chest right against Rick’s and your mind seemed to finally release all the doubts and reservations you had, allowing you to just feel.

You felt the way his cum and your slick mixed together, coating both his cock and your walls as he pushed it deeper and deeper into you with each smack of his hips against yours. You experienced the way his scent mixed together perfectly with yours, the fiery elements of his rut and your heat entwining within them. You reveled in the way his skin soothed the burning sensation of yours as it touched you and how his lips and tongue lavished your mating gland with attention.

Rick was calmer now, with his initial anger and frustration being vented out after he came for the first time. But something about his gentle and affectionate touch still brought you towards that peak of pleasure you craved and when he bit down a little harder on your scent gland, all reason started to leave your mind, becoming replaced only with a deep sense of want and need.

“You’re mine,” Rick murmured, fingers digging into the skin of your thigh as he continued holding it up and thrusting into you. “Mine, ‘mega.”

“Am I?”

You couldn’t help but question his declaration, as frustration overcame you. If you were his, then you wanted him to just bite down properly into your mating gland already. Your retort had the desired effect to a certain degree though, as he bit down harder and sucked around the skin in retaliation. But then he was pulling back and looking at you with so much heat in his gaze, that you became transfixed.

“You know you are, baby. Don’t deny it.”

Rick moved his free hand to the back of your head, letting his fingers tangle into your hair and tugging it back slightly. The last of your resolve faded and all you cared about now was making it undeniably true.

“Prove it,” you challenged him.

Rick hesitated for only a few seconds, before he saw that you were serious and then he was pulling your head back even further and tilting it to the side so that your neck was offered up to him. Your eyes fluttered shut again, right before he bent his head and sunk his teeth deep into your skin, causing a deep and guttural moan of satisfaction to escape you.

You had never felt anything so intense and primal as him possessively staking his claim on you. The sensuous feeling it elicited spread out from where he was leaving his mark on you and extended throughout your entire body. You squeezed down around him as he thrust into you again, feeling another orgasm wash over you from the intensity of it all. Rick’s hips stuttered against yours in reaction to the way your pussy spasmed around his cock, attempting to milk him dry again of everything he had to give you.

He groaned with rampant desire, the sound vibrating against the tender and sensitive skin on your neck that he had just bitten into. Rick held himself still for a moment, his cock pushed to the hilt inside you and his teeth buried into your mating gland. But then he was cumming once more, filling you up again and moaning out sounds which conveyed his immeasurable pleasure. He released his tight grip on your hair, running his hand down your back and pulling you as close as he could possibly manage.

You weren’t quiet either, your voice becoming hoarse from how you couldn’t stop moaning and you wondered briefly if the way your nails dug into his skin hurt him. But Rick didn’t make any protests, seeming like he was too absorbed in the way you were wrapped around each other, and how your scents seemed to collide and become one.

Eventually, his teeth loosened their grip on your flesh, and he lapped his tongue around the wound to soothe it further. Your body had become weaker though, from both the force of your orgasm and the new sensations running through you from being claimed by him – your alpha.

“Rick…” you breathed out. “It’s too much…”

He pulled away from your neck, leaning his head back to look at you and his gaze softened as he regarded how utterly ravished you were.

“It’s okay,” Rick calmed you.

He carefully pulled out of you again, before setting your leg back down gently. You felt the mix of your slick and his cum trailing down your thighs, but barely paid it any mind. After giving you a moment to recover, he led you over to the bed and let you lie down. Your mind was in a bit of a daze as he climbed on top of you, and you wondered if he was just as desperate to keep you close as you were feeling about him.

Rick’s fingertips moved to trace soft patterns around your claiming bite, his gaze transfixed on the spot like he couldn’t believe he had actually done it. But you were more focused on the way your body grew uncomfortably hot again, still unbelievably desperate for more. Now that you were lying down and no longer working to hold yourself up, your inner omega demanded for you to continue.

Your legs were spread, and Rick was settled between them, so when your hips thrust up and your dripping wet pussy brushed against him, he turned his gaze back to yours with clear amusement.

“Omega…” he murmured, tenderly brushing his fingers along your cheek. “You sure you’re ready for more?”

“Yes,” you breathed out. “I mean… no… I don’t know, but I need something.”

“Okay, darlin’. Just relax.”

Rick seemed to understand what you couldn’t put into words, and he pressed himself closer to you, lowering his head to kiss along your neck again. His lips didn’t linger there for long though, and he kissed a path down to your collarbone as his hands moved up your sides. Then, simultaneously, one of his hands squeezed your breast as his lips enclosed over your nipple on the other.

His lips were gentle at first, lightly sucking on the sensitive peak as it hardened from his attentive touch. His fingers teased the other, gently pulling, tugging and then caressing so softly that it felt like sweet torture. You squirmed underneath him, conflicted between so desperately wanting more and yet also feeling like you wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Rick sucked down harder on your nipple, letting his tongue flick out and stimulate the tip of the delicate and hardened nub. Your back arched yet again and you squeezed your eyes shut, feeling so hypersensitive everywhere and all at once. Then, Rick let his free hand move down your stomach, until it fell to that eager place right between your thighs, running tantalizingly over your clit.

You didn’t think you could take more of his cock for the moment, but your clit was aching for more attention and from the enthusiastic sound you let out as he made contact, Rick seemed to realize exactly what you needed. You felt his lips curve up into a smile against your breast, as he continued to spoil them both with attention. His teeth playfully, but ever so gently nipped at your nipple and you squirmed beneath him again.

So, then Rick lifted his body slightly, so that he could continue rubbing his fingers over your clit, back and forth. The movements were languid at first, gradually working to increase your desire. His long fingers just kept gliding over you and stimulating your sensitive nub repeatedly. But then he picked up his rhythm, little by little until your hips were bucking wildly and the sound of his skin moving against your wetness reverberated all around you.

He was relentless, moving his mouth to your other nipple, bringing it between his teeth and then licking at it fervently. The mix of the pinch from his teeth and the sweet licks of his tongue drove you wild. And as his hand rubbed against your clit enthusiastically, you felt another orgasm approaching. You were moaning constantly, your wanton cries echoing through the building, but you didn’t care. All you wanted – needed – was to cum again.

Rick must have sensed it, because he pulled his hand away briefly, before bringing your clit between his thumb and forefinger, pinching down slightly on the sensitive nub.

“Fuck!” You practically screamed out.

A sense of ecstatic release finally washed over you and you swore that you could see stars. Your entire body seemed to spasm and tense as it crashed over you like a tidal wave. Your legs shook and your fingers found their way to his thick hair, gripping onto him desperately. Rick never let up, continuing to tease your nipples and gently running his thumb over your clit.

You didn’t even get a chance to fully recover, as he then began kissing further down your body, and continued to stimulate your sensitive skin. As his lips descended further and fell to your lower stomach, your hips seemed to buck up of their own accord and Rick let out a light, amused laugh. You opened your eyes again when you felt his mouth leave you and saw him looking up at you affectionately.

“You’re so impatient, baby,” he teased you.

“It’s your fault,” you practically whined out in response.

You were so caught up in the unrelenting sense of lust and desire your body was subjecting you to, that you didn’t care anymore if you were being vulnerable. You trusted Rick and you knew that he wouldn’t treat you any differently because of it.

More than anything, the bond you now had with him after he’d claimed you, made you certain of that fact because you could feel the way he was so unrestrained and open in how he felt about you. But that new bond also told you that your words had unintentionally made him cocky again, and the smirk that crept up on his lips only confirmed it.

“Tell me what you want, ‘mega,” he requested.

“You know what I want,” you moaned out with desperate need.

“No, baby,” Rick denied. “I need you to tell me.”

You threw your head back in frustration, but you could tell that he wouldn’t give up until you gave him what he wanted.

“I… I want…”

“Go on,” he coaxed you, fingers now gently caressing your inner thighs.

“I need your lips, your tongue…”

You trailed off, feeling embarrassed, but Rick didn’t mind. He loved the way you had come undone and seeing this new side of you.

“Where?” He spurred you on. “On my pussy…” you finished telling him, raising a hand to cover your face self-consciously.

He didn’t torture you any further because you felt his tongue give a light lick to your clit and then your hand lowered down to cover your mouth, curling into a fist and slightly stifling your desperate moan. Rick acted like he was testing out what your reactions would be, now giving another, firmer lick from the bottom and then directly over the sensitive nub until he reached the top.

“Rick…” you were definitely whining now. “Oh god, I can’t…”

He buried his head between your thighs then, his lips sucking down while his tongue gave fervent and relentless licks to your clit. Your fingers found their way into his hair again, holding him there, like he actually would have tried to pull away. But Rick was too lost in the sweet taste of you and the swell of pride he felt within him over the fact that he was making you react like this.

Rick didn’t have any plans to stop until you were cumming again. Within the fog of his rut and the way his cock throbbed and pulsed, aching to be inside of you again, he never wanted to stop. In that moment, he felt like he could have fucked you endlessly, brought you over the edge over and over without ever getting tired.

His fingers moved up your thigh, gently testing how sensitive you were as he carefully pushed two inside of you. Your only response was another moan, and he felt the way you clamped down around him, giving him the answer he needed. Rick began to thrust them into you at a steady pace, curling his fingers up occasionally to stimulate the bundle of nerves within.

You bit down slightly on your curled fist, as your hips moved wildly, thrusting upwards in desperation because your body still wanted more. Rick’s free hand moved to steady them, and he continued his torturous licking, sucking and the thrusting of his fingers. You were getting closer and closer to the edge again and he knew it, so Rick refused to let up. When his fingers curled inside you again and he rubbed them sensually against that spot, your legs spasmed once more, and so did your pussy.

“Fuck!” You cried out, like you couldn’t comprehend much else than that word. “Rick!”

And his name of course…

He gave a playful but gentle tug to your clit before he pulled his head back. You were breathing heavily as the euphoric feeling of release continued to rush through you and then you looked down at him. His lips – especially that bottom, more prominent one – were slightly moist with your slick and you felt yourself already aching for him again.

“I love the way you moan out my name baby,” he grinned, tongue darting out to lick his lower lip.

Your eyes were transfixed to the movement, and he just got even more smug.

“That good, huh?” Rick asked, the grin forming into a satisfied smirk.

“Shut it, cowboy,” you quipped, and he just huffed out an amused laugh.

“Move over a little,” he requested then.

He wanted to lay down beside you, and you shifted over so that he could. But you also saw that he was still hard and while his stamina left you both shocked and amazed, you’d known what you were getting yourself into. Besides, your own body was still desperate for more, so you sat up.

“Where’re you goin’?” He asked, reaching out to take hold of your arm.

You turned your head to look at him with a devious smile.

“Just relax,” you repeated his earlier words to you.

Rick frowned in confusion but relinquished his hold on you. Lifting yourself up to rest on your knees, you turned and swung one of your legs over him until you were straddling his thighs. You looked down at Rick – your alpha – and loved the way his hands seemed to automatically come to rest on your thighs.

“Baby, I know you’re tired,” he acknowledged. “You don’t have t– oh, fuck…”

You cut him off by rubbing your pussy along his still hardened length, teasing you both. His eyes drifted shut and his fingers dug into you, telling you how much he wanted it, despite his attempt to give you more of a break.

“Alpha,” you murmured.

Rick’s eyes snapped open, because it was the first time you’d ever called him that and he loved the way it sounded coming from your lips.

“I need it too,” you continued, reassuring him.

That was all the confirmation he needed, and Rick was quick to move his hold to your hips, lifting you high enough so that he could thrust right into you. You both let out eager moans and when his hips settled back onto the bed, you placed your hands lightly on his lower stomach to support yourself.

You could feel his muscles flexing under your hands and the way his cock throbbed inside your pussy. He was so god damned sexy, stretched out beneath you, with his body on full display. You loved how toned he was, the rise and fall of his chest as his breathing quickened with lust, the strength of his arms as they held onto you tightly.

Then there was the light but coarse hair covering his chest and below his stomach, trailing down to the place where your bodies met. The curls on his head stuck to his brow, meeting with his sweat slicked skin and his lips were slightly red and swollen from both kissing you and teasing the most sensitive parts of your body. Everything about him drove you crazy, but in the best possible way.

You began to grind your hips, slowly at first, as you enjoyed being the one in control. He let you fuck yourself onto him, only slightly guiding you where his hands still held your hips. You gradually picked up the pace, now letting your pussy slide up and down his cock as your hips continued to move in circular motions. But as your movements became more rapid and desperate, you felt the need to be closer to him again.

So, you leaned forward letting your hands come to rest beside him on the bed and the new angle caused more friction inside you. Your head bent down to kiss him and Rick was just as eager, meeting your lips enthusiastically with his own. They were still slightly swollen, so it felt different, but no less good. And when his tongue met your own, sensually pressing against it, the motion reminded you of what he had just been doing to your clit and your pussy clamped down on him at the memory.

Rick moaned into your mouth, one of his hands sliding up your back to pull you even closer. Now he was the one in control again, raising his hips to thrust into you wildly and you were forced to pull your lips from his as a cry of desperation left them.

“Oh god,” you moaned.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as all you could feel was the way he was stretching and teasing and pleasuring you again. He fit inside you so perfectly, like his cock was meant for your pussy. The only thing you could hear was the slapping sound of your skin smacking together. The only thing you could smell was his scent, perfectly entwined with yours. The only thing you could feel was Rick – all of him.

Your head fell against his shoulder as he continued his ruthless but no less perfect pace. Then, you tilted it until your face was pressed against his neck and your lips were right against his scent gland. You kissed against it tentatively at first, before becoming more passionate, licking and sucking as well.

“You’re driving me crazy, ‘mega,” Rick breathed out, never letting up with his quick and enthusiastic thrusts.

“Please, Rick,” you moaned against his neck. “Please let me…”

You didn’t have to elaborate. He knew what you were asking.

“Look at me, omega,” he gently asked of you.

You reluctantly pulled your head back to meet his gaze and found it filled with unrestrained desire, but also affection.

“You sure?” Rick asked.

“Yes,” you replied without hesitation. “Can I?”

“’Course you can, baby,” he assured you. “I’m yours too.”

The affirmation only made you want him more, so you didn’t waste time and brought your head back down, briefly scenting him one last time before you sunk your teeth into his skin. Rick groaned from the intensity of it, likely feeling what you had when he’d done the same to you. A feeling of warmth and completion overcame you and your teeth continued to press into him possessively.

Rick pushed into you again, holding himself deep inside you as he let out those sounds of complete and utter pleasure, which you were quickly realizing meant he was about to cum. His cock twitched and pulsed inside you, bringing you closer to the edge as well. When he came again, that familiar and delicious warmth filling you up once more, you finally felt the fire within you burst and your walls contracted around him.

You relaxed your jaw and pressed kisses to the new claiming mark you had left on him as you both reveled in the ecstasy of another shared orgasm. Rick finally seemed to be getting to the point where he would be sated, but you weren’t done yet. You lifted yourself back up, his cock still spurting the last of his cum inside you, and you leaned back. Then, you began to thrust above him again, teasing his cock even more.

“Baby…” Rick groaned. “I can’t stop…”

You just smiled, glad that he was just as desperate for more as you were. You continued your movements, slowly getting faster and slamming down on him harder. It felt so good; you’d barely felt that incessant inferno that was always present during your heats. The constant stimulation and multiple orgasms were keeping your body satisfied. You almost felt like the rest of the world faded away, and the only thing left was your body and his and the way they joined so perfectly together.

You were bouncing up and down on his cock now, still unsated, still needing to cum just one more time. Rick was reaching the end of his limits for now, so it didn’t take long before you felt him cumming again. But you still needed more, like you had become addicted to the feeling – addicted to him. So, you didn’t stop and just leaned back further, resting your hands on his thighs.

The new position caused his still throbbing cock to hit that bundle of nerves inside of you and you cried out in ecstasy, feeling your own release washing over you again. You became mindless amongst it all, like your body was reacting out of a sense of pure, primal instinct. Because you just kept fucking yourself onto him and thankfully, Rick didn’t seem to mind.

“Y/N…” he groaned out. “Fuck baby, I can’t–”

“Please don’t make me stop,” you begged, desperate for just a little more.

“No ‘mega,” he managed to say, encouraging you to keep going.

He held on tightly to your hips, grinding you down against him and you both let out a simultaneous moan. His cum was leaking out of your pussy again, covering his cock as you were completely stuffed full. You continued to grind down against him, your walls squeezing around him and coaxing him towards another orgasm.

It didn’t take long, but it was less intense this time as your pussy drained Rick greedily of the last of his cum. You threw your head back, enjoying the mixed sensation of the warm liquid and the way his cock pulsed deep inside you. It felt like your mind was separate from your body, just briefly, as your own orgasm washed over you, just as intensely as the last few times.

Your body seemed almost stiff as it contracted with unmatched pleasure. Your breaths came out in heavy pants and your entire body was covered in droplets of sweat. You kept your eyes squeezed shut as your legs quivered and your pussy continued to spasm, while your hips just kept grinding against him, albeit less frantically. Slowly, the sensation died down though and you felt blissfully complete, in a strange way.

It took a while for both your mind and body to completely settle, but when you came back to yourself, you realized that he had finally begun to soften inside of you. Lifting your hips up, you let him slip out of you and then carefully moved to lay beside him. Rick turned onto his side, looking thoroughly spent and satisfied. Yet, when his gaze met yours, it became filled with adoration, and you smiled tiredly at him.

“Get some rest, ‘mega,” he told you gently, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer to him.

You just nodded and let your head rest against his chest as you let out a content sigh. The insatiable lust and desire you had felt just moments ago began to melt away and your eyes drooped sleepily. Rest sounded good and being wrapped up in Rick’s arms felt even better. So, you let yourself begin to drift off, now finally feeling utterly sated.

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A/N: Sorry that the end is kinda abrupt lol but these rut/heat smut chapters take A LOT out of me lmao and I’ll be doing it again for my next Rick request haha but that one is very different (involving a sheltered virgin omega reader) so hopefully it will feel new and different too. Anyway, I hope this wasn’t repetitive or too much like the Claim.

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[teddybeartoji]

RUNS INTO YOUR ASKBOX . i’m just abt to go to snorkmimimi land but …. i just saw someone tag their rb w ”mihime” …… 🤨🤨🤨 HMMM.

MICKEYYYY I NEED DETAILS PLSPLS. I’M ALREADY SO INVESTED . mihime is such a cute shipname btw :’3 BUT WAHH I . need to know….. your first meeting + dynamic + love languages plspls <33333 and anything else you wanna tell me!!! i wanna hear abt you 2 so bad!!!!!!! in my brain utahime is . a pretty princess and you are her silly court jester . but that’s just my own brain i need to hear abt mihime straight from the source!!!!!!

(also do u . remember that jjk quiz we took….. way back when…… where you got assigned utahime as your jjk gf . uquiz makers looking straight into the future atp)

(double also . ily <333 don’t stay up 2 late pls!!! and dream the sweetest little dreams :33 here’s a cup of tea 🍵 to help u sleep)

WE'RE HERE WE'RE HERE WE'RE HEREEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! HEHEHEHEE MIHIME HAS ARRIVEDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! okay but i kinda remember tagging like a half nsfw post with mihime so if that was how you found out... i apologize😭😭😭

ok so i fear that i am no better than satoru so... rip utahime. BUT SHE'S SOOOO SO CUTE LIKE HOW COULD I NOT TEASE HER YOU KNOW??????????????????????????? she definitely takes some time before she can admit to HERSELF that she likes me:3333333 (me and shoko figure it out before she does btw)

OK BUT THE BEGINNINGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we met through shoko!!!!!!!!! one night she just texted me and was like hey do you wanna go out for drinks and i obviously said yes and then lo and behold - there she was:3333333 overall she can hold her ground very well but when somebody is flirting with her (aka me:3) she gets flustered so easily!!!! SHE'S SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA but yeah at first shoko sat between us and i just kinda stared at her bc omfg she's pretty and i saw her stealing glances at me too hehehe she's not as slick as she thinks she is lmao

(she also gets very blushy when she drinks and now doubled with my staring problem let's just say it has a very overwhelming night for her lmao)

but you know i love my slowburns and well this is nothing different,, we didn't start texting right away or anything we just kept seeing each other during what turned into weekly dinner nights at shoko's. we started sitting closer and closer, there were some lingering touches and pink dusted cheeks - it was very, very sweet hehehehe but don't be fooled by the cuteness bc i was still using every single oppurtunity to poke fun at her lmao THIS IS MY LOVE LANGUAGE OKAY I'M SORRRYYY😔😔😔

like we talked before i do think of her kinda like your royalty!reader!!!!!! a little bossy a little bratty she's just perfect for me okay i love her sm!! and not to say that i wanna think of myself as your knight!suguru but.... the dynamic is kinda like them lmao she's my princess ok.... she stomps her feet and i coo at her it's wonderful<333333

overall our love languages are actually kind of the same as misho's - i show my love through acts of service and she shows hers through physical touch. she's such a hard worker just like shoko so i love to just make her days easier in any way i can,, i like to make her coffee in the morning and i like to clean the apartment and do laundry and prepare her dinner and yes i am a malewife okay this is who i am this is how i love her. i give her a massage as she rants about her day and i wash her hair as she relaxes in the bathtub<3333333333333 she deserves everything in the world and i will give her said everything!!!!!

aaand yeah!!! i am a very touchy person anyway so her initiating any type of contact means a lot to me. hugs, kisses, hand holding. cuddling and playing with my hair - it's all i need tbh. sometimes she tucks like a stray hair behind my ear and i die. it's that serious......

WE LOVE GOING ON CUTE LITTLE CAFE DATES BTW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we obviously have our one favourite, our special place but we looove love love trying out new ones!!!!!!!!!!!! and we always walk there. idk why this just popped into my head but while she does have a car (#girlboss) we adore strolling around the city hand in hand<33333 we always take a bunch of pics too!!!!!!!!! of each other and of stray cats we find and flowers and pretty places and each other and latte ar and and and okay actually i'm the one taking pics i love taking pics my camera roll is literally filled with her.................................

ALSO I CAN'T REMEMBER WHETHER YOU'VE SEEN THIS BEFORE OR NOT BUT I OBVIOUSLY HAVE TO SHOW US OFF AT EVERY GIVEN CHANCE HEHEHEHE WE LOOK SO FUCKING CUTE I LOVE THIS SO SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!! the art is by @/zerosiesblog hehehe

AND OMFG YOU'RE SO RIGHT ABT THAT JJK UQUIZ😭😭😭THEY KNEWW THEY KNEW ALL ALONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we're just meant to be!! even though this isn't my most fleshed out selfship it is a really natural one,, kinda like you said that yours and shoko's is yk? like it's mostly just about domestic stuff - this is all about me buying her flowers every chance i get and us taking baths together and us eating pancakes and us going to cat cafes and wahhh she makes me feel so warm i need to bite her cheek>:3333333333333333333

BUT EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ARIIII YOU'RE ALWAYS SO GOOD TO MEEE I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this did take unnecassarily long bc it was in my drafts........... so it kinda drowned in there i do wanna apologze for that😔😔😔😔😔😔 bUT I AM LITERALLY SOO SO HAPPY THAT YOU ALWAYS GIVE ME A CHANCE TO GO INSANE ABT MY SELFSHIPS IT MEANS SO FUCKING MUCH TO ME IT'S SO FUN HEHEHEHE

SO THANK YOU MY LOVE MY LITTLE IRIS I HOPE YOU'RE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF AND I HOPE THAT YOUR DAY IS GOING WELL!!!!!!!!!!!! SHRIMP IS ALSO SAYING HELLO O WAIT YES SHRIMP IS ALSO CANON IN MIHIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! though.. she's a little afraid of shrimp actually... yk bc he likes to act like a feral beast sometimes but i can assure you that he'd never actually scratch her or anything,, they just need a little time to bond hehehhee BUT YES SHRIMP LOVES YOU AND I LOVE YOU AND MIHIME LOVES YOU WE CAN'T WAIT TO GO ON A DOUBLE DATE WITH YOU AND SUGURU:333333

[gaysonlyocean]

ok ok I have a few for ogtbh

how is evelin handling everything? I care her so much how is she doing-

chaos on the car #1, the theft, I really REALLY wanna know more about Thatcher and Dave's reaction and how shit goes down after

and uhhhhh what was Adam's first kill like-

(you don't need to answer all of them i just wanted to gives some variety teehee 🥰)

oh yippee mel questions!! EDIT FROM HALFWAY ANSWERING THIS IS GOING UNDER A CUT SOBS UH WARNING FOR DESCRIPTION OF MURDER

evelin would answer being asked if how things are going with "well its going ':]" she stressed out of her mind as it is

shes trying her best to keep things under control and not freak out but nothing seems to be going right and she was already dealing with m.a.d. as it is so shes been having a lot of quiet cries to herself when shes pretty sure no ones looking

evie was also venting to jonah about things at first, but then the ear thing happened and she felt bad putting it on him when hes also stressed so she stopped and has just been internalising it

the bottlecap pendant and the conversation she has with thatcher to get it help alot though!!

god i fucking love the first chaos in the car on their end cause they have a significiantly less chaos in their car but its still so chaotic, we get two for the price of one in that bit

they literally said NOTHING to eachother the entire ride up to that moment other than a "get in" "thanks" when thatcher picked dave up cause this happens literally like. a hour after the divorce phonecall so neither are happy about this

AND THEN SUDDENLY DAVE JUST GOES "is that my car??" AND LOW AND BEHOLD IT IS AND SARAH IS DRIVING IT so dave just winds down the window and you KNOW thatchers car doesnt have electric winders so he has to turn that fucking gear thing and now hes half out the fucking window going "sarah? is that y-" AND SHE FUCKING YELLS OUT A CUSS AND HITS THE GAS SPEEDING OFF

SO NOW THE TWO OF THEM ARE JUST SITTING THERE CONFUSED BEFORE THATCHER STARTS DRIVING AFTER THEM AND THE ENTIRE TIME THEY CAN HEAR EVERYONE SCREAMING IN THE OTHER CAR

AND THEYRE NOT MUCH BETTER CAUSE DAVE KEEPS GOING "WHY DID SARAH STEAL MY CAR???" TO WHICH THATCHER GOES "IDFK THE ONLY INTERACTIONS WITH HER IVE HAD WERE HER SENDING ME DEATH THREATS WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME???"

theres also a lot of unhelpful comments from both of "where did she learn to drive holy shit" cause of sarahs fucking gta approach to it rn

how things go down after is they finally catch up cause unlike sarah thatcher is trying to not accidentally drift and shit and daves car is just abandoned

they go out into the area to try to find them when suddenly both of their phones start going off and then stop ringing the second they go to answer

dave thinks this is weird but thatcher thinks this is Alarming and starts looking extra hard and eventually find bps + evelin trying to sneak away and they just have. so many questions

but before they can ask any dave goes "dammit im gonna be late to the church" which makes adam panic and go "you absolutely cannot go there" and then he just. refuses to elaborate and now his friend are also vaguely going "yeah dont go to church"

obviously this is Weird so they go "right car theft forgiven your all coming with us what the fuck is going on" and they are refusing to give answers while staying at daves house for the next few days

dave doesnt mind and is happy to have people over so hes just trying to play host and having fun while also trying to contact o'brien who strangely is ignoring him

thatcher starts coming over again for the first time in years cause he also wants to know what the fuck is up with these kids and uh

he gets his answer :)

ANYWAY MOVING ON this ones gonna be a doozy ill tell you that >:)

adam killed someone for the first time when he was 15, and what he really remembers of it is the aftermath of six basically going "finally, you became one of us so young yet took so long to do this i thought youd disappoint me again and not do it, im so proud of you" cause yknow the desperation for parental affection weve all been there

it was someone in yonder county, he doesnt remember the details exactly of how the house looked from the outside, but he does remember the interior like the back of his hand

single bedroom bungalow with a really tiny bathroom, no tub, the fridge hummed incredibly loudly and they always turned the stove off at the wall for some reason, they didnt really have room for a living room but they had a nice recliner in the tiny space anyway, and a stack of books beside it, there was a lil storage space inbetween the bathroom and bedroom in which the owner kept a vacuum and cleaning chemicals

adam had let himself into the house a few days prior and had gone unnoticed, keeping himself to the little storage space, moving lil things around the house to make them doubt things

he then cornered them in the kitchen, just like hed been taught to do, and he doesnt remember he had the knife first or if they had it out but he knows he pushed it through their neck until it came out the other end

and then, despite the praise he got for it, after it was done he found himself feeling weird about it, it wasnt quite sadness and it wasnt quite guilt but it was bad whatever it was

[nonbigalmari]

[The following is a transcript of a dream had by me (Mari Diaz) on Tuesday, February 20th at 1:30 AM written in third person.]

[Mari’s eyes open just after they feel a cool breeze move past, they look around cautiously at the very unfamiliar surroundings. They appear to be standing dead center on some train tracks, not a soul in sight. There is some fog, and it looks to be midnight. They jump as a cold hand is placed on their shoulder.]

??: Boo.

[Mari screams before falling to the ground, a loud thud as they instantly grab their head having hit the edge of the tracks.]

Ma: OW. ALSO WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!

??: Hm? Do you not like the setting? I thought it was pretty peaceful.

Ma: I like the setting. It's nice. Better than the bloody pizzaria. I DON'T LIKE THAT YOU JUMPSCARED ME!

??: You’ll survive. Do you need a hand?

Ma: Please?

[E reaches his hand out, pulling Mari to their feet.]

??: Walk with me, I have something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about.

Ma: If this is about my job, I don't wanna hear about the rabbit.

??: Oh, trust me. I’ve already given up on that. You’re more stubborn than I was.

Ma: Is that an insult or?

??: Your choice.

Ma: Fair enough, anyway what's up?… y'know, I'd like to get sleep without being spooked by ghosts.

[The man waves Mari along, and starts walking down the tracks.]

??: Mari, you’re an idiot.

Ma: How so? Also you're in my head. So like… Kinda pointless to call me an idiot when you're asking me to talk with you and stuff.

??: “How so?” Are you kidding? You almost got shot the other day, had I not stepped in, you would’ve been joining me in whatever situation I’ve gotten myself caught in.

Ma: Unlikely. I don't… Really have any reason to stay post death so… Anyway, what's your point?

??: [Muttered.] You’d be surprised. [Regular volume.] I have a proposition.

Ma: Ok..?

??: I think that it would be beneficial for both of us if we made an agreement. I can possess you whenever, and… you can ask me anything, and I will answer truthfully.

Ma: Doesn't that seem kinda… I dunno. Unfair? What's stopping you from just living in my body?

??: You really think that low of me? For shame. This agreement is better on your end, anyway.

Ma: Clarify how me getting possessed whenever in return for info is better for me?

??: Think of it like this, I can prevent you from getting killed, and you get information. That’s two advantages!

Ma: But also. There's nothing stopping you from just… lying to me in order to get a human body. We were literally at each other's throats a few days ago. Also, you do kinda tend to be an ass to me, alot.

??: I’m a man of my word, and that’s just how I am. You don’t have to return fire, and yet.

Ma: I want three terms to be met if we're doing this. Because I doubt I can really say no.

??: Of course.

Ma: One, no getting involved in shit that will lead to injury or death.

??: That’s fair, yes. I will try my absolute hardest.

Ma: Two, no harming my friends, if I need to make a list of people I consider friend I will.

??: Does that list include Ness?

Ma: … No harming people I consider a friend AND Ness, I get too many calls from Sarah already.

??: Consider it done.

[E hops onto one of the metal pieces of the track, and stays balanced as the two continue to walk.]

Ma: And three, no bullshit that will change my life drastically. No spending all my money, or selling my house, or getting me fired. Shit like that?

??: I wouldn’t dare to dream of it.

Ma: It is so hard to tell if you’re genuine or not.

??: [Turning his head to make eye contact, smiling.] Do I look like a liar?

Ma: Depends. Some liars wear smiles dude.

[He turns away and throws his head back, laughing. The usually hidden small holes in his cheeks show off his teeth. They look… sharper than they should be. Mari blinks, and they lose their points. It’s as if they were never like that to begin with.]

Ma: What are you laughing about?

??: Don’t worry about it, you wouldn’t get it anyway. Now… are there any other things you need to add?

Ma: One thing. Less of a term, more of a request.

??: I’m listening.

Ma: You know how to fight? like properly.

??: [A scoff.] Of course I do, I didn’t knock those two men out with the power of friendship.

Ma: Teach me how to fight. Just in case… Please?

??: Well! If you’re sure, then consider it done.

Ma: Why did you say it like that?

??: What do you mean?

Ma: “Well! if you're sure.” What do you mean if I'm sure?

??: I’m not too good at teaching, is all.

Ma: Well, you're probably better than my high school gym teacher. Motherfucker had me work through dissociating my arm.

??: The bar is set very low, it seems.

Ma: Yeah. Anyway… Any terms for me? Seems only fair I guess.

??: Any extremely personal questions are off the table.

Ma: Clarify extremely personal?

??: Past relationships and my death are good starting points.

Ma: Ok, you got it. Anything else?

??: I don’t think so.

Ma: Ok… Oh wait. Can I… Make this a transcript? for tumblr?

[E looks hesitant to agree, but sighs, and nods.]

??: Yes, you can. Jenny already knows. And nobody really checks anyway.

Ma: Plus. The anons will probably only make fun of me for doing this. If they try saying shit about you… I dunno. I'll cuss them out. I'm good at that.

??: That’s very unneeded. So, that’s all? We can finalize the agreement?

Ma: Fine, I was enjoying my sleep.

[The ghost stops, and pivots to face Mari, holding his hand out.]

Ma: Huh?

??: Have you never shaken someone's hand before?

Ma: Never shaken a ghost's hand before.

??: It’s no different than a living person.

Ma: Besides the whole. Ghost thing. Besides, isn't this what demon's do in like… Everything when they take someone's soul?

??: It’s also what businessmen do to finalize deals. It’s not demons only.

[E moves his hand forward slightly more.]

Ma: So. If I shake your hand we have a deal? And if I don't?

??: Then we’ll have wasted time talking about a deal you never meant to agree to.

Ma: Fine… [Muttering.] God… Hina is probably rolling in her fucking grave watching me do this dumbshit.

[As Mari grabs his hand, the wind that was just a gentle breeze a moment before picks up speed, E’s grip on Mari’s hand tightens. His grin widens, and his teeth become sharp once again. The wind swirls around the two as the fog creeps in, whipping Mari’s hair around violently and obscuring the surrounding trees. Their eyes sting with tears from the whirlwind, blurring their vision. But through the fuzziness, they can barely make out E. He doesn’t look quite as human as he did a moment before.]

??: [Over the noise.] I promise that you won’t regret this!

[Everything comes to a halt, the wind stops, the fog creeps back, and E appears… as human as a ghost can appear once more. He takes a step back.]

Ma: … Welp… No turning back now… I just hope Jenny forgives me if they see this.

??: I’m sure she will. Now… there isn’t any turning back, but I’d do some turning left, if I were you.

Ma: Motherfucker what do you mean?

[E glances to Mari’s left as the tracks become illuminated by an oncoming train. He does a small wave to Mari as the train is mere seconds away from hitting them. Mari feels the front of the train touch their leg, before they sit up in bed abruptly.]

Ma: [Sitting in bed, scared.] E I SWEAR TO FUCK!

[End transcript.]

[fairycosmos]

i wanna go to the doctor to get help but the thought of having to explain to someone in front of me what's happening and what i'm feeling and like having to open up like that verbalizing some real deep shit paralyzes me, i don't know if i can do that, do you have any advice on this? thank you Chloe

hello lovely. im so sorry to hear you're struggling with this but i also think it's wonderful that you want to reach out in the first place! i think that in and of itself is progress, and a great sign. that being said, i totally understand your trepidation and i think to an extent it's normal - nobody likes having to be vulnerable in such a clinical way, nobody ever knows what to say or how to say it perfectly. it's completely OK to feel and acknowledge that fear, to let it be there without dictating your actions (which is something that takes practice, so don't worry if it's hard.) anyway, the first thing that came to mind when i read your message was the need to reassure you that most doctors and health professionals are more than willing to work with you and to move at the pace you want to take things at. you don't have to spill it all out or go into grave detail at your first appointment (though it's ok if you do ofc.) most doctors are used to working with patients like this - it's alright to keep your answers general/shorter as long as they are still honest and as long as they get your main concerns across. you don't have to bare your soul in order to have a productive appointment, and if you need to build up a bit of a rapport with your doctor before you feel comfortable getting into the meat of the issue, that's honestly alright. you can stay in contact and build a care plan moving forward if you don't get everything out in one session, especially if youre honest with them about your nervousness from the get-go. another thing i wanted to suggest was writing down what you want to say beforehand. this really helps with the emotional paralysis for me, getting it down on paper so it's easier to communicate out loud when the time comes. i know that might feel a bit silly, but i think it could help take some of the self-imposed pressure you're feeling off. if you can just bullet point what you want to discuss, maybe it'll feel easier and less daunting to verbalise. and finally, this sounds obvious, but i think taking along someone you trust could really help with the nerves here - even if they just come with you to the waiting room. having someone to rely on and to distract you a little works wonders, and i promise that's it's not a problem to ask someone around you if they would accompany you. im sure you would do it for them, so let them be a friend to you too. anyway, i hate that you have to deal with this and i know words of advice never really put dent in the anxiety in situations like this, but i just wanted to offer some ideas and also some understanding. it took me a long time to be able to talk to health professionals honestly, in fact i often still find it hard, and i think that's a pretty common experience honestly. the build-up to the appointment is always always always worse than the actual one though, for real. your mind is in overdrive imagining all the ways it could possibly go wrong, all the reasons you feel you shouldn't be reaching out, and then you get there and it's just a conversation. a hard one, but not as life-or-death as it felt beforehand. you know? i hope with time you're able to come around to the idea of trying to make an appointment, or at least showing yourself some compassion until you're able to get to that point. sending a massive hug your way ❤️

[awkwardgtace]

10, 12, and 15 for the Halloween asks! I’m especially curious about Rhys, Vincent, Ian, and Mikhail for 10 and 15 🥺

10. Your OC is alone in the dark and hears a strange noise. How do they react?

Rhys: ok so he'd act fine, especially if he's in a world where he's objectively giant. In reality he is incredibly nervous, looking all over, and casually trying to hold any smalls around him. If he's tiny he will have all the bravado possible while quickly climbing into a pocket "Because it's easier if the human/giant gets scared and runs"

Vincent: This man is 100% always ready for a fight. Carries some kind of weapon, usually scissors. So he'd just casually hold them, if he's small then the giant/human will wind up having him standing on their head/shoulder to watch for any danger. He would also straight up call out asking "who the hell is out there?"

Ian: Screams and hides behind whoever is with him. If alone he scooby doo runs out as soon as possible. The only reason he'd even try to be brave is if he has someone smaller that relies on him.

Mikhail: He'd keep himself acting as stoic as possible. In shifter universes when he's not at his max height he'll start inching bigger and bigger with a scare sending him sky high. If it's really bad he'll go massive then immediately to his smallest size cause of how overwhelmed he's feeling (especially if he's on his own). If he's not a shifter he'll just try and stay calm and get to safety as soon as possible.

12. If you could dress up as one of your OCs for Halloween, who would it be?

Hmm, Melody and Dabria are probably the easiest, but I would probably wanna dress up as Mira or Alessia. Mira going the assassin look with plus either dying my hair or a wig and colored contacts. Alessia would be fun for the golden armor. Tbh I kinda see her in a halone from ff14 looking outfit now that I saw it in game. Suits her very well.

15. Draw your OCs and the pumpkins they collected from the pumpkin patch.

So I was actually gonna do a shitty attempt to draw for this, but I've been busy and will never do it. I don't want this sitting unanswered until next year like the writing suggestions might be.

Ian: Gets the saddest looking pumpkin he can find. If anyone asks he just says that he feels bad for it. Broken, discolored, anything wrong with it Ian is more determined to get that one.

Mikhail: Goes for the most neutral pumpkin. Not too big or small. He doesn't want to draw attention with his choice, but will have fun carving it later.

Vincent: Gets a small pumpkin. He's barely interested in this. Most likely dragged by Rhys or Delphia, just wants one he can easily carry. Will go back on his own later to get one more suitable for carving when the others are sad he won't carve pumpkins with them.

Rhys: Gets the biggest pumpkin he can find. If he can't carry it he will get help to do so. If he can't get the biggest one he will pout and eventually settle on one he can actually carry... or come back with a way to bring the giant pumpkin home. Even more so if he's a tiny around giant pumpkins

[belle--ofthebrawl]

For the "how I picture you" thing, based on absolutely no info besides blog and vibe XD

The obvious first answer is marine creature. Like a mer-creature or a selkie of some sort. Keen and intelligent and lurking with just the eyes out of the water and a halo of hair floating around, but will be sympathetic to friends who wanna bring food or trinkets and stay for a chat. Will absolutely drag a stranger under the surface to eat them underwater but not every strangers because some humans are ok, kinda vibe xD

Besides the creature thing, let's see. Average height, like a 5'6? Androgynous / gender ambiguous look. Prioritizes comfort and The Good Textures over style. Lots of white in the color palette? Or pale colors at the very least. Down for the practical clothes like thick solid boots and stiff jeans when going into nature, because I picture you like a walks in the woods person for some reason? But otherwise, comfort first. Short hair. Maybe an undercut or a shaved section? Brown / chestnut hair. Floofy and soft texture. I picture glasses, like some square glasses that say "I'm writing a thesis / an important document for work" while you wrote porn with the most impassible, unreadable calm face. The writing's filthy good, but nothing shows on the face.

How far off am I?

LONG POST, APOLOGIES. (Thank you for this!! It was very enjoyable to see what vibes I give off according to you ❤️)

Thalassophobia is the fear of large bodies of water. I suffer the opposite. The ocean has always reminded me I'm one of her own despite the distance between us. My birth chart is so soggy it qualifies as a drowning hazard to small children, ha. But not just the ocean... you're right about loving walks in nature and there's a stagnant pond in the woods I haunt with a crust of algae over it, absolutely stinks in the summer and I love that little pond just as much as the ocean. It's only out of respect for dear Jenny Greenteeth and the various microbes that I admire it from a distance. All are welcome in my merfolk's grotto, but if I ever find out who's littering...

(Look, it's all well and good if you want to disrespect a grave. I get that! Some people are shit! But as someone who cleans up in the cemetery, it's heartbreaking to find cigarette butts and beer cans shoved into stump hollows or left on a bench! My advice? JUST PISS ON THE HEADSTONE. IT'S ALL-NATURAL AND FREE. IN THE RIGHT WEATHER IT'LL BE GONE IN AN INSTANT. THE DEER DO IT ALL THE TIME. STOP LITTERING IN MY CEMETERY OR I WILL BEAT YOU WITH MY SHILLELAGH. I AM VERY FRAIL AND DELICATE AND IT WOULD BE EMBARRASSING FOR US BOTH.)

Practicality and comfort do come first when it comes to my clothes! Velvet and silk are some of my favorite textures, but recently there's a specific type of weave I've been going nuts over. I have a sweater and a cardigan in the same material and they are heavenly soft and so, so cozy. But not a lot of whites...My job isn't just emails and meetings; I usually come home smeared in...disgusting and colorful things. Sturdy and washable fabrics are a must but I also have a dress code to meet and it's so irritating. Also, if I see a decent pile of mud? I WILL be stepping in it to hear the squelch. So good.

Hair color accurate. Texture, fine and silky but prone to falling out. The style is "as long as it's out of the way, I don't care", but I am rather vain about it like any good mercreature. I've never had an undercut before! I just don't think I'd be able to do it. I wear square-framed glasses and refuse to switch to contacts because there's just Something So Good about staring over the thick rims and being very disappointed in what someone is doing. Once you cow a group of rowdy teenagers at the library into fear and obedience, oh... that's a high you chase for the rest of your life.

And finishing off with height, I stand at 5'7! But if you'll permit me to bitch about health problems? Scoliosis robbed me of at LEAST two inches, I'm sure of it. GOD HAS NERFED ME WITH SO MANY HEALTH PROBLEMS. IT'S NOT FAIR. I WOULD BE SO POWERFUL OTHERWISE.

Other than that? My soul is a lumpfish. Very Beautiful. Very Powerful. Very Blue.

[jester089]

Chlorine

Chapter 2

It's been a few days now. You're still in this weird endless pool-house, and each day passing only lessens and lessens your mental stability.

In the time since you arrived your phone broke, you lost a shirt to a whirl pool, replaced your shirt with a hoodie that was coated in blood when you found it.

You also now have a backpack and around 3 days of food and water which were also covered in blood when you found them.

Well the bright side of being in an endless public pool means there's plenty of water to clean things, so that's something.

You managed to get the all the blood of the food and water containers and the backpack. The hoodie was sadly not as lucky.

You keep wandering around, the rooms all looking the same. Sure the rooms vary a little. Like that roof was tall, this one's short. That room was long this one is average.

But it's all still pools, tiles, water slides, stairs, depth warnings and no diving signs. Same ol same ol.

You're starting to lose it a bit. The constant silence or sound of rushing water mixed with not feeling safe has taken it's toll. But you feel unsafe for good reason. I mean you have found a ton of stuff covered in blood.

You take another few turns nothing changing till you hear someone? You stop walking and listen in not sure if that was a hallucination or not.

"Hello?! Is anyone here?! I-I think I'm lost! HELLO!?!" It's definitely human, sounds like they're around your age. Maybe they'll stay with you! M-maybe they know where an exit is!

You nearly sprint out from around the corner excited, before you realize how much dried blood is seeped your clothes. Any sane person would be scared or at least skeptical of you because of that.

You start racking your brain thinking hard of what to do all while hearing them get farther, and farther, and farther away.

Panicking you decide to just take a chance and show yourself, you do at least have an idea to make them not run, maybe.

You fake stumble around the corner and act like your out of breath ignoring the persons visible jump from you appearing. You stand up and dust yourself off still acting like you haven't seen them yet.

After you finish dusting yourself off you feign looking around for the first time you freeze when your eyes lock with theirs.

"H-hi? I umm... Do you know where an exit it, or where this is? I've been here for a while and I just wanna go home." You say half forcing out some stuttering half actually stuttering.

You haven't seen nor heard any life for days, so you're a little jumpy and desperate. But you try not to freak them out.

They take a wobbly step back. You can only guess they're scared by the blood on you. You look down at your clothes then back up at them before taking a step back.

"Hey, it's ok. I get why you're scared but I just got hurt a little while ago. That's why there's blood on me. You know how I said I've been in here a while?

Well a week or so back I slipped off of this super tall staircase and landed on a weird tile that tore right through my skin." You say slightly surprised by how believable your lie is.

You see them shuffle away from you and look like they're about to sprint off. You quickly raise your hands and maintain eye contact hoping it'll help.

"Please don't leave. I've been in here alone for so long, it's so quiet all the time. I don't want to be alone anymore. Please, just give me a chance...

How about I tell you all I know about this place! Just don't leave? Please." You say basically begging them to stay all while keeping your hands at your chest so they can see them.

They look uneasy as you can see the cogs turning in their head. After a few seconds they look a little less defensive and lower their hands.

Almost immediately you let out a giant breath that you were holding. Only then you realize how much you were panicking internally, and externally.

"T-thank you." You smile at them doing your best to still look non-threatening. You're soo happy that they game you a chance, even if just a small one.

"Ok ok, so I came here on accident. I was out for a walk and went to sit on a bench in a park, when I sat down the bench broke or something and I fell backwards.

Next thing I know I'm hitting a tiled floor. That's all I really know about how I got here. One second everything is normal and fine. Then next.

Tiled floors, the smell of chlorine, like 60* degree or colder rooms. I've just been wandering since then." You say reminiscing slightly missing the feeling of the sun and fresh air.

"All that I've really learned is that we are in a weird pool world that doesn't follow the laws normal of the universe, rooms like the one we're in are endless and random.

The rooms can look like anything and be any size too, and there is some sort of danger because I keep finding bloodied items with no body around them, corpse or not.

There is no exit, at least that I've found. And that outside in this place isn't actually outside here." Your tone gets more and more apologetic feeling bad that they're trapped too.

You're excited mood also diminishes because realize that they probably don't know how to get out of here, so you're both stuck.

You look up after you finish listing what you do know not suprised by what you see. They're stunned. A fair reaction in all honesty.

After a little while passes they snap out of it coming to. They stare deep into your eyes maybe looking to see if you're lying?

"Yeah. It's a lot I know. I don't like it either... And I'm... I'm sorry that you have to be stuck here. But... At least you don't have to do it alone. Right?

I mean I don't know much but I have some experience. Right?" You put on your best reassuring smile hoping it helps a little.

They stand there staring at you. They must've already seen some of the things that you talked about cause once they are done registering it all their breathing speeds up.

You quickly run over about to put a hand on their back before they basically smack it away mumbling about how they don't want to be touched.

You feel bad not being able to help but if you tried you might make it worse, so you go around a corner a little bit of you peaking out so they have privacy but don't think you left.

You hear their breathing slow, then speed up again, then some sobbing, after a bit of that their breathing slows again and you hear them walking towards you.

You peak around the corner and see them eyes puffy and pink and half dried tear streaks on their face. They look rough but seem better off now.

"Sorry. That just kind of happens sometimes. M-my name's F/N, what's yours?" They say seemingly embarrassed over their reaction. (I chose the name William as their name but do whatever you want.)

"Don't say sorry. That was a very fair reaction to this place. Name's Y/N. Nice to meet you. Now do you need another moment? Cause if not we should probably get going." You respond trying to sound confident and sympathetic.

"I think I just need a little more time. I hope that's ok..." They say still shaken.

"Yeah of course. I have an idea actually. Their is a room with some windows that isn't far. It's much brighter then this one. T

he light looks and feels natural too. And that might help if you wanna try." You respond already feeling a little less crazy having them here, and talking not to yourself for the first time in days.

They half nod causing you smile a bit happy to help. You motion for them to follow, then turn around leading them the direction you came from.

After around a minute of walking you two come across a long hallway like room lined with windows. It's bright and there isn't any water in here.

You look back at them feeling bad when you see them shaking again. You debate trying to help but decide against it, just give em some more time.

Giving them some more space you walk over to one of the windows and sit on the ground next to it back pressed up against the wall. You turn to stare out at the fake sky it bringing a little comfort.

After a moment they join you sitting only a few feet away. You see them take a peak out the window only adding more questions and worry to the incredibly large pile they had already.

You scoot just a little closer to get their attention and offer a small smile before back up again giving them time to think.

You sit back against the wall and let out a small yawn. This place and that encounter are and were mentally draining.

It's about time you get some rest anyways.

[sonianvmd]

thh characters with a crush on you

warnings: none, maybe some swearing but otherwise nothing major

oH and mentions of murder and death but this is danganronpa so im going to assume u expected as much

a/n: so we kickin this blog off with a bang, writing for LITERALLY THE ENTIRE TRIGGER HAPPY HAVOC CAST LMFAOAOAOAO (excluding hifumi, yasuhiro, and the two despairs doe bc i’ve already made that clear)

also some character’s sections are shorter than others im sorry i just couldnt think of as many bullet points for them *tiktok cry emoji*

edit: I FORGOT CELSESTE FU K SORRY

spoilers under the cut!!

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makoto naegi

when he realizes he likes you, he doesn’t necessarily panic or anything, but he does get nervous

nervous around you, that is

y’all saw how he was with sayaka

if he says anything that might sound intimate then he’ll immediately rephrase it or reassure he didn’t mean anything by it

he really only does have good intentions but his wording just kinda flops sometimes

he appreciates how you listen to him and value what he says

you don't make him feel dumb or inferior compared to a bunch of ultimates with actual talents

he’ll muster up the courage to tell you eventually

let’s hope his luck comes through 😁

byakuya togami

now when THIS man realizes he likes you, he a bitch nigga bout it 😐

he can't believe he fell for a common plebeian such as you

but it was hard not to

the way you preferred to get to the point

the way you were aware of your situation and didn't sugarcoat how you felt about it, although you certainly were nicer with it than him

he's ruthless

anyways

you knew your priorities and spent no time trying to use your resources

he noticed how much you had in common; in you, he saw himself

and we all know how this mf feels about himself 😐

he’ll be quick to defend you in class trials

he won’t realize he’s doing it but he just subconsciously protects you

but just because he doesn't notice it, don't mean the rest of the class brushes past it as well

yeah they on his ass LMFAOO

kyoko kirigiri

kyoko is very good at keeping her composure so she won’t be very obvious

she’ll probably just hang around you more

she’ll also defend you in class trials, calmly

“oh, it couldn’t have been [name]. i remember seeing them in their dorm around the time the murder took place.”

hifumi probably finna say some dumb shit like “aye what was you doin in their dorm doe” but anyways

she finds you respectable

if you have anything to contribute, she’ll let you take the floor

when she tells you, she’s very composed, but also very indirect LMFAO

she’s not too sure on how to express her interest in you but maybe she’ll go about it like “well, [name], now we’ve made it here, would you like to step back into the world with me?” or somethin else along those lines idk

take her hand

pls

toko fukawa

y’all know her whole “master togami” shtick

yeah so 😁😁😁😁

no but fr, toko ofc still has her borderline stalkerish 🧍🏾‍♀️ tendencies

she’ll often find herself staring at you, either in the library or in the morning meetings everyday at breakfast

but she isn’t as straight forward as she is with byakuya

i actually think she’d be mad shy and non confrontational

the whole thing she kept up with him ? yeah, never again

if you approach her first then she’ll be able to get a few words out but for most of the conversation, she’ll just nervously play with her braids

you’ll most likely put two and two together

unless ur a makoto kinnie bc then you’ll have to wait till someone else puts it in place for u but anyways

if you decide to approach her about it, you’ll kinda be backing her into a corner bc she’s just bad at deflecting things lmao

she’ll eventually confess (begrudgingly but hey i mean its better than nothing)

expect much stuttering and a gesture like giving you a small gift

and not to be that writer that uses japanese terms in english writing but toko seems like a tsundere but not really if that makes sense?? so she’d probably shove it in your hands and if you try to say something then she’ll just try to play it off as not a big deal lol

calls u a baka 😍😍

aoi asahina

i know y’all all see how she is with sakura

yeah.

aoi is the kind of person who’d like to spend time with their crush rather than shy away from them

she values you and your friendship very much

bring her donuts

just trust me bring her donuts

she doesn’t really realize she’s into you like that for a while but believe me, she is, the whole time

and yeah i think she’d be nervous to tell you bc that’s just natural but ultimately she’d be cool about it

uh oh looks like we goin for a swim

sakura ogami

similar to kyoko, she’s very calm

despite her big and bad appearance, she really is a sweet girl

she cares for you and your well-being very much

will indeed go on x games mode for you

the way she tells you is very sincere and well spoken

kith her

naow

im sorry this is like the shortest one i couldn’t think of much for her 😔😔

leon kuwata

flirtatious ass mf

and he’s lightskin

so this just cannot go well

y’all know that bit where it’s like the guy yawns and stretches his arms up and then wraps one around your shoulder

yeah that’s literally him LMFAOO

he’s very confident

he was fairly well known with the ladies at his old school so you know he’s rhockin wit it ‼️

but

you feel.. different than usual ??

those girls were just lil flings n dates bc he was nice enough to accept their confessions and it boosted his ego anyway so it was a win win

but you

he was genuinely interested in you since he had saw you the first time

he didn’t just acknowledge your appearance

he learnt about your personality and your hobbies and what you liked and such, and he really cared and wanted to hear you talk about it all

he felt the need to really make an effort to show you how much he respected and had affections for you

he doesn't tell you in a grand way

probably just asks you out to a movie or somethin

he's chillin

mondo owada

you know

for being the biggest, baddest, most respected biker gang leader

or just for being in a biker gang period

mondo’s a huge softie lol

yeah he gets violent but he’s a sweet guy who cares about and is loyal to his friends

so mfs need to be nice to you

or they gettin whooped

when he decides it’s time to tell you how he feels, he thinks over his words and he’s all confident there’s no way you’d reject him but then he sees you in the halls and goes 🧍🏾 LMFAOOO

he’ll push through but it’s like he’ll walk up to you and look away from you because he refuses eye contact and just go

“so y/n, would you wanna.. tch.. come to a drive-in movie with me or somethin’?... dumbass.”

real smooth mondo i think you got em good job

please tease him LMFAOO it’d be so funny

he’d probably yell but you can tell he’s not mad so you just keep going with it

but once you’re done tormenting him, you do agree to the movie, don’t worry 🙏🏾

also mondo would call his s/o doll

that is all

chihiro fujisaki

my fav dude in a dress <3

chihiro would be quite shy, but that’s just how he is tbh so no surprise there

he’s very kind so he’d check up on you often just to see how you are

he cares about you v much

the way he confesses is one that consists of a red face as he offers you a box of candy or something similar

and he’d feel honored that you reciprocate his feelings

he’d be very scared to tell you his secret but once he does, he’s delighted to hear it doesn’t make any difference to you

he doesn’t know how he got so lucky with you

not only because woooo they like me back but also because you like him despite,, well everything about him LMFAOO

sweet lil boy

i’d feel like he’d talk about you to alter ego a lot

and when u meet the program for the first time, he’s like “oh! you must be [name]! master’s told me all about you :)”

sobbing i miss him

kiyotaka ishimaru

okay here’s the thing

if taka were to like someone

i can’t tell whether he’d be more strict because he doesn’t want them to get in trouble (and also so it would hopefully divert any suspicion that he DOES like you since he treats you the same as everyone else, only more)

or if he’d hold back more because he favors them LMFAOO

so imma write a lil bit for both

in the case that he was even stricter:

he’d prefer to be around you because he believes the best way he can make sure you stay out of trouble is to make sure you don’t get into any in the first place

of course it’s impossible to monitor you every second of every day but he does his best to make sure you’re doing well

if he sees you do anything out of line, he’s shutting that shit down IMMEDIATELY

but in the case he let up:

he’d still lecture you but noticeably less than the other students

if your feet were resting on top of a desk, he’d ask you to move them and then leave you alone rather than yell at you and forcibly move them himself

if you notice his behavior towards you in comparison to the other students do not tease him about it he will go as red as his eyes /hj

either way he’s confessing to you with a polite but exaggerated bow while holding out a well thought out letter with both hands

sayaka maizono

she will tell you

idk why but i feel like she’d be straight up lol

she’d make sure she’s sincere

she is the ultimate pop idol and all so she wants to make sure you know that she really does like you and isn’t playing a sick joke on you or anything

ok bc

while i do think she’d tell you

i’d feel like she’d be a little indirect just to see how you feel

like she’d give you a free ticket to one of her upcoming concerts with a kind smile

and naturally, you're like :o

and of course you come to support her

and seeing you smile at her from the crowd and cheer her on was the encouragement she needed to push her to ask you out

for real this time

she asks if you wanna come to a concert with her and ur like “oh yeah i love ur shows!!” bc ur dumb and then she’s like “no i mean.. for another artist” and eventually it hits you that she’s asking you out and ur like “oH YEAH YEAH SURE THAT SOUNDS GREAT YEAH OK” LMFAOO

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i really hope that this is good LMFAOO this is my first time writing for dr so 😃👍🏾

fun fact i finished toko’s section first and taka’s last 😁😁

and i’d like to thank @mius-imagination @bloodygir n the rest of the discord for helping me figure some of these characters out *simultaneously whips and nae naes*

bye ive been working on this for like weeks this took forever

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edit: here’s a deleted section bc i kept blanking for this character 😍

[moonleet]

!!!! YOUR CG!JASON HCS WERE SO GOOD ! i love the fact that he’d do different voices while reading to you <3 could we possibly get some cg!dick hcs as a follow up o: ?

im SO glad you enjoyed them!!! i'd be happy to, i hope you enjoy these as well :>

carer dick grayson hcs 💙

he's most prepared to be your older sibling! he'll show up for you however you need him, though - he's super reliable and what matters most to him is your comfort and well-being :')

if you're ok with it, he loves loves LOVES carrying you around! he gets to hug you even more, and he also kinda likes showing off to you and anyone around y'all!

he does the classic stuff like koala carrying or princess carrying, but if youre okay with it he Will just. tuck you under his arm, or hold you up in the hair by your leg, or let you just Cling as he goes about his day. one of his favorite games is walking around with you attached to his leg, pretending he doesn't even notice you're there

on that note he's really playful! if you've got something you wanna do, he's right there with you if you'll have him!! whether its pretending to wrestle or playing with dolls or helping you with a rattle, he's all for it :D

he's a pretty high-energy carer, but he always recognizes when/if you need some quiet, chill time <3 he's more than happy to spend his day relaxing with you, cuddling if you want it - he's very emotionally aware and can easily predict what kind of day you want to have before you even tell him!

he tries so hard not to spoil you, but he just can't help it!! he loves seeing you happy, and if getting you another stuffie or going on a surprise ice cream trip makes you happy, well... he has no reason not to get you those things

he's extra weak to puppy eyes too 🥺

when it comes to your agere gear, if you want any, he'll always get you some! but he's not exactly the most responsible when it comes to actually keeping track of it - if you use pacis, he's the type to buy about 20 backup pacis before he realizes hey, pacifier clips exist 😭 whoops!

he runs himself a little ragged, sometimes, between his day job and being a vigilante :( so sometimes he accidentally falls asleep; which is why he gently enforces a nap for the two of you every day! y'all get to cuddle, if you want, and he makes sure that you're both sleeping well and staying healthy

he's pretty tactile if you're comfortable with that! if you like contact, he's always reaching over to kiss you on the forehead, or pat you on the shoulder, or swooping in for surprise hugs!!

he's not really one for reading to you from books, but he has a ton of stories from being in the circus or the lighthearted parts of being a vigilante that he'll tell you if you wanna hear them! they don't make good bedtime stories, though - he gets so hyped up telling them that he might accidentally get you too hyped to sleep

child-safe interactions only, please!