#and- OW thats the ceiling on my head'

[lacnunga]

Accompanying Horatio on his mind journeys is so exhausting

[phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess]

Headcanon

Alastor being disdainful and aloof when he sees residents playing with and cooing over their pets like fat nuggets and kiki.

But perhaps one day as he is speaking with dear charlie in an overly paternal manner that is causing lucifer to nearly snap hus cane in half, theres a ruckus from the lobby and panicked shouting.

In seconds a great bounding Thing is hurtling through the area all lolloping teeth and claws and floppy tongue.

Vaggie finds her spear knocked absently aside by a microphone staff as Alastor queries a pleasantly surprised, "...vark?"

Surprising the rest of the hotel by not aporising the shark dog thing when it actively jumps up to knock them both over. "VARK! What are you doing here? Yes its quite swell to see you too, what have you been fed? You seem a tad slim. No matter, i think i can find a lovely fresh femur for you in my kitchen, hmm, would you like that? I do believe you would."

"Uh so, how d'you know vox's pet, Smiles?" Angel asked, knowing the creature from the rare times it would gallivant about Vee tower trying to find vox, velvette or valentino for attention and treats.

That snaps alastor back into the reality of being on the floor covered in shark spit, thanks to excited licking, aand he gently moves the shupppy off him (all 7ft) to stand. Pointedly ignoring the giant shiny eyes charlie is making at the rare affectionate scene.

"Simply from association with that insipid little picture box a few decades before, when Vark was an infant and no larger than your porcine companion rotund chicken pieces." Alastor deflects.

He shoots a warning glare at Husk when the latter snorts in response. Which is ignored.

"Sure, if thats what you wanna call it..."

Sensing gossip, Angel slides back to the bar, fat nuggets swinging wildly like a ferret.in a secondary set.of arms. "Oh, gossip on the scandalous secrets of THE radio demon, huskie? Do tell."

Before anyone can, the front doors burst open as a frantic swarm of sauce drenched voxtech employees arrive, all low.performers made into tasty little enticements for the missing pet. Followed by the overlord himself,on a three way call.with vel, val and their own swarm of worker treats. Clearly all searching with different levels of desperation and arguing back and forth.

"...-ell maybe you need to check you locked the fucking door BEFORE the orgy, val, its common fucking sense!"

"As if wither of you were paying enough attention to do it wither, its not my fault Voxxy. Tell him Vel-Vel!"

"You boomers are exhausting but if you can can it for a sec, ive got some sinstagram posts showing he was headed to the hotel your old boytoy is running. Nothing new past that, probs cause'a the scrambling thing the fuxker does."

"Why Podcast and accomplices, to what do we owe this dospleasure?"Alastor drawls, all false cheer and dripping poisoned hospitality. As if he wasnt holding a gigantic shark dog thing in jos arms like it was nothing, and pointedly flicking his ears out of reach of an enthusiastic slobbery tongue.

"VARK!" The television headed overlord shouts in a mixture of joy, relief, frustration and that strange rage all parents and pet owners feel when finding a lostling safe and mostly sound. "Where have you BEEN?! Do you know how worried daddy was?"

The employees all made it very clear they had heard nothing of such a soppy statement by looking studiously at differnt floor tiles, ceiling fixtures and the wallpaper.

Through the split screen, Vel and Val were also smooshing themselves close to the screen and using their own endearments and admonishments at the shuppy. Amusing, ut grating on the ears.

Lucifer, having met and wildly exceeded his quota for social engagement for yhe day aand off the wall.shenanigans, finds his eye twitching. "Can someone explain qhat is happening here and why its happening in my daughters hotel of all places?!"

He gets a dirty look from the radio prick, but who cares.

Before vox can say anything, muting the other two, alastor speaks.

"I believe it is clear, your majesty, thatdear Vark was not having his needs met and so came to find someone who could provide that care. And is not the hotel all about second chances?" Levels the overlord, allowing Niffty to sit on his shoulder to pet the shuppy while giggling maniacally.

"HEY!" Came the trifold scandelised reply from the Vees.

"Or maybe someone left the door open at our tower and Vark came to find one of the few people in hell who spoils him rotten..." Vox trues yo snark back and trails off as if he wasnt sure where that was going. Then a maniacal glee lights up that calculating grin, as the overlord adds, "or perhaps Vark just missed his other daddy and wanted to come visit?"

That caused an uproar.

"You two was together?!"

"That is neither here nor there, my envenomed associaate, do close your mouth before a fly... ah, actually,you might enjoy that." The deflection falls flatin the face of the whole situation.

"Hah!" Comes the unexpected contribution from the King, "so all your snarky little comments about bad parenting, and here we find you abandoned your own kid!"

"Vark is only a shark dog demon, not a child." He drawls back. Pointedly ignoring the huge sad eyes vark was using at him, but skritching carefully by the shuppys gills all the same, enjoying the delighted rumble.it elicited.

Vox and the vees gasped like hed torn their hearts out and ate them in front of their eyes. A twisted mess of indignant statements about how vark was not JUST a dog, he was amazing and perfect and alastor was a bad father to say such things when they might impact the shuppys emotional development...

"Okay, this is very weird and as nice as it is to have three overlords viaiting our lovely hotel, this is getting a little weird." Charlie says diplomatically, exhausted from tbe wgole thing and also.staying up two days in a row to qork on plans for activities and counselling programs.for residents. Which was what a combination of Vagie, alastor and lucifer had been addressing prior to the Vark incident.

That seemed to snap everyone back into reality, and Vox cleared his throat, brushing off his suit and ordering semi sticky 3mployees outside. Nifty already cleaning up their soppy footprints with an almost hysterical glee.

"Apologies Princess, i am afraid you caught my team at an inopportune time..." he bluffed, straightening his coat. "Nevermind. If you could just get your hotelier to relinquish our, and by that i mean the vees, shuppy Vark thatd be great "

"...no."

"What do you mean NO?! Thats our, again the vees, shuppy!"

"In all technicality he is also mine, but really Vox... hes quite thin, are you not giving him enough livers? His skin isnt very shiny..."

"We cant all just go get sinner meat for him all the time, Al..." Vox sighs, then remembers where he is. " hah, i mean, you ancient airwave loving fucker. Hes fine, but we'll take that suggestion under advisement..."

Velvette was visibly scrolling through some sort of online store and adding gorey content (of which livers featured prominently) to the cart. Val was looking throuh a site that seemed an odd mix of sexual items as well as animal toys. No one thought too hard about the implications of that...

Sighing and acting casually bored with the whole affair to the outside observer, Alastor demured slightly by putting Vark down. "I suppose that I shall allow him to return with you for now, with a few items to tide Vark over..." Niffty blurred as she went to grab sinner bones and organs from the fridge in his room. "...but i will be watching. You may leave him here once a month for a few days so i can ascertain he is well, you know he enjoys swimming in the bayou and eating the alligators."

Theres a short.pause, before Vox buffers through the conversation to the underlying meaning. "Uh, yeah... I'll have someone draft something up. Yknow you can always come see him at the tower..."

"Not necessary at this time,Podcast. Do you agree to my terms?"

Theres a moment where the three overlords have a technological discussion, before Vox replied, "Deal." and took the outstretched hand. A blast of green and blue energy, with faint traces of intermingled pink and purple, raced outwards.

"Very well then. Niffty darling, would you be so good as to assist the picture box in returning to his vehicle and ensuring he remembers the bag of treats for Vark?"

"Okay sir!" She salutes excitedly, skittering off and dragging at Voxs pant leg.

"Now Vark, you do need to go with..." there was a deep pause as if the next word was painful, as it came out in somewhat revolted static. "...Daddy... but i will.see you again shortly. And, i believe i promosed you a femur, didnt i?"

His shadow manifested the gristly item and provided it to Vark, who lost his little.mind in excitement. Growl yapping and thindering about before coming back for a final pet, then galloping outside chewing happily.

"Okay, I'll bite... what the fuck just happened?" Angel asked. "I feel like i just watched a hell version of two divorcees making a custody arrangement for their kid "

"Probably cause ya did..." Husk muttered, and the spider spat out his cosmopolitan.

"What?!"

Charlie is trying to offer comfort to Alastor but isnt sure what to even say because the last few minutes had been pretty strange even by the hotels standards.

"So... that happened. Are you okay? Seeing an ex is always kinda weird... and with your sorta kid too? Should we uh, maybe call Rosie?"

That sbapped him out of things and the enigmatic radio host was back. "Nonsense my dwar, wverything is fine. And dear Risie has heard all she cares to stand about that capatalistic shill over the past few decades i would hazard. But perhaps i can arrange her to visit when vark is next here, she does adore the little thing. Always has a fresh heart or two to slide him under the table..."

"Hey, dont ignore me, Smiles! Are you tellin me you was like hell married to fuckin VOX?! Is that why he has the bodypillow ofy- uhforget i said that."

"Why, that is not quite an accurate statement, my pastel pal... i never inferred it was only to Vox now, did i? And-..." a pause as the previous query registers, and his overlord form bleeds through in dial eyes and antlers. " he has a WHAT?!"

His.incredulity and discomfort at the idea is undercut by the howling laughter.of the king of hell, who is near crying from mirth.

Angel is grinning up at him. "You heard me, Smiles. Ots on his bed, and he sometimes shares it with the other vees on occasion if ya know what i mean... i thought it was hate stuff, but now i know its sad ex drama its kinda funny. Does explain that one real.weird video Val got e to do with it a few years back that never aired..."

The overlord form snapped away in am instant. " ...I'd ask for elaboration, dear gellow, but i fear that it may lead to a rampage. Lst us agree to put it from our minds and never spwak of it again, deal?"

"Deal."

A very small flare of green and pink berween the clasped.hands, and both parties immediately move back to what they were doing before everything went down.

"Now, i believe a certain princess needs to go and take a well.earned nap.before she collapses.from exhaustion, hmm?"

Lucifer immediately joins in with Vaggie in attempting to coerce their beloved Charlie to nap before she falls.over. However he does shoot the smug fake smiling radio parental usurper a very pointed glare that said he hadnt forgotten the little drama that just occurred... and felt a thrill of satisfaction as the other's grin dimmed slightly.

At the bar, Husk slips another drink to Angel and a glass of cordial to Niffty (she was a menace when drunk and had access to weapons).

"Hey didja know about all... that?"

A noncommittal hum.

"Do ya think... do ya think Smiles'd let me be like a distant uncle.to that shuppy? He was fuckin adorable and i just wanted to squish his murderous little face. Always wanted to pet him the few times i saw him at work, but... i was usually busy."

Husk cant help the laugh that rumbles.out. "Legs, whether the guy likes to admit it or not he loves that sharkdog like he does Niffty, you're gonna have Vark shoved in your face so often you'll be sick of him after a bit. Heck, qhen that lot broke up i think he was honestly more ypset about losing Vark..."

Angel felt Fat Nugget wriggle about in his arms and scritxhed the demon pigs ears, eliciting a delighted.grumbling squeal.

"Heh, i get it. Things're gonna be interesting around here then, hmm, sourpuss?"

"When are they ever not, Legs?"

[jazz-bazz]

@jesusbutbetterrr‘s Ghoulettes Weeks 2024! Week 2 : Stealing clothes & Period stuff

i think this ended up more borrowing than stealing? im basing this on my sister and i arguing about clothes

also im kinda reducing my time on tumblr bcs reports and exams 😭 so imma sometimes go poof a bit, but i’ll try my best to finish ghoulettes weeks!

i tried writing but my brain has been mush this past week 😭 plus ive been sick since wednesday so im sleeping a lot (or maybe thats because of the mush brain… who knows)

The ghoul dens that afternoon were a chaos, the ghoulettes were going on a girls only trip the next day, and they were packing. And if you're like me when packing, there's gonna be clothes every-fucking-where. Not helped that the ghoulettes were going to a concert too, and need a rawkin' outfit, of course.

"Has anyone seen my scarf? I need it for the trip," Mist shouted from her room.

"Scarf? You mean this thin scarf? Is this yours?" Cumulus replied, going out of her room into the hallway, a scarf dangling from her fingers.

"Yes! Thank you Lu!" Mist took the scarf with a kiss to Cumulus' cheek.

"Aw... I was planning to wear it, how did it end up in my room anyway?"

"I think it's from last time we piled there after going to the bar? Maybe it fell or something, I don't know, I was pretty tipsy then. Anyway, you have your outfit and makeup planned for the concert?"

"Mostly yeah, but I still want to rummage in Rora's room for some accessories, how about you?"

"I'm gonna ask Cirrus for a cute top and then borrow those boots from Rain that I've been eyeing, but otherwise I'm done packing."

"Whoa, I just finished picking outfit and still need to pack everything," Cumulus said with a laugh.

"I'll leave you to it then, gonna bother Rainy for the boots, bye Lu!"

"Bye Mist!"

On her way to Rain's room, Mist met Aurora, apparently also headed to Rain's room. But instead of Rain, Dewdrop was the one opening the door when they knocked on Rain's door, "Hello ladies, what can I help you with?"

"Hey, Dew. Is Rain here?" Aurora asked.

"They're in the shower now, but probably only for a couple more minutes, they've been in there since half an hour ago. Would you beautifuls like to come in?" He said while opening the door wider.

Rain's room was beautiful, light blue walls with a darker blue ceiling painted with sea lives, and when it's dark, some of the fishes would light up, and also the corals along the bottom edge of the walls, very relaxing. Mist and Aurora sat on the couch while Dewdrop got on the bed to wait for Rain.

"I thought you guys are packing for your trip?" Dew asked.

"Yeah, but you know we're going to that concert while on the trip? So we need clothes, and you know those pretty boots Rain has? I want to ask them if I can borrow that for the trip, but I'm almost done packing," Mist answered him.

"I'm almost done too, just wanna see if I can borrow one of Rain's dresses, if not then maybe I'll ask Cirrus."

"I'm sure they'll let you borrow them if they're not planning to wear it while you guys are gone."

Just then the door to the bathroom was opened and Rain stepped out with their hair wrapped in a towel, "Hi girls, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Hey Rainy, Mist and I were wondering if we could borrow some of your things for the concert, Mist said she wants your boots, and I want one of your dresses."

"Oh sure! The boots are over there, Mist, you can take them. And Rora, which dress do you want?"

"Thanks Rain! I'll return them back squeaky clean after we get back. Rora, I'm gonna finish packing and bother Cirrus, alright? Oh and Cumulus said she wants to ask you for some accessories later."

"Bye Mist! Thanks for the info," Aurora waved.

"Cirrus was just here before I showered asking me for a skirt, and now you two. What am I, a clothing store?" Rain said with a laugh, "Anyway you can take a look in my closet and pick the dress you want, Rora."

"Not their fault your closet basically is a store, babe," Dew replied.

"Well you also keep buying me new ones, Dew. And not my fault those clothes look good and I need them," Rain said with a little pout.

"Because you look good in them! And I like seeing you look good."

"Okay lovebirds, cut it out," apparently Aurora was done picking out her dress and showed it to Rain, who approved, "I'm gonna finish packing, you guys. And thanks again Rainy!"

On her way back to her room, Aurora met Sunshine, who asked her for permission to pillage in her closet for some clothes, "I've asked everyone else but I still lack some kind of pants or skirt or whatever, so you're my next target!"

"No problem, come on in, Sunny," Aurora said upon reaching her room, "What do you need?"

"I've got this crop top from Cirrus, this bandana for my hair from Lus, and this cardigan if it's windy from Mist, and I have a pair of cute socks to wear with this, so I just need pants, any ideas?"

"I have just the thing!" Aurora rushed to her drawers and dug around for who knows what. Then someone knocked on the door, "Hey Rora, can Cirrus and I come in?" They heard Cumulus say.

"Sure! Just give me a minute to look for my shorts somewhere around here, I just washed it a couple days ago."

"Oh hey Sunny! Still pillaging around for your outfit?" Cirrus asked.

"Yep, this is the last one I need then I can start packing my things!"

“Nice! You guys excited for the trip?”

“Hell yeah I am!” Aurora shouted while still looking for her shorts, with the other ghoulettes echoing her enthusiasm.

“Finally! Here Sunny, you can have these,” Aurora handed Sunny the thing she was looking for, “Oh yeah, Lus, Mist said you wanna borrow some accessories?”

“Yes, that’s actually while I’m here. Cirrus was done so she comes with to help me pick.”

“Go wild then, I’ve already picked mine so you can take whatever catches your eyes.”

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this is actually more peaceful than when i was packing for a 10 days trip with my family, not helped by the fact that my sister, my mom, and i all wear the same size (except for jeans though) and the fact that i didnt bring much clothes home so i gotta borrow their things a lot, and that my sister and i kinda have similar styles so we argued a lot 😂

[lesbianwriter]

i had previously sent an ask saying that i was sad about gardener and villain ending but thats because i thought part 12 was the ending haha anyway all this to request if you could write about a supervillain helping out the hero's sidekick like the supervillain taking care of the sidekick's injuries or something ? (and wlw if you can ?) sorry i hope you dont feel pressured to respond ! thank you for your blog ! :)

wlw if I can?! If I can?! 😧

“One day, I’m not going to save you.”

“But you helped me this time. And the time before that. And—“ Sidekick stopped as she faced Supervillain’s glare. “Thank you, Supervillain. It’s nice of you to do this.”

Sidekick was leaned back on Villain’s couch, her shirt rolled up as Supervillain tended to the wound on her abdomen.

The room wasn’t much to look at; the furniture was simple and clean, the room tidy. Too tidy. Unnaturally tidy. It made Sidekick think that Supervillain hardly even used the room. The only messy thing inside was Sidekick and the blood that poured onto the couch. The fact that Supervillain didn’t kill her when she was injured was miraculous enough—but after Sidekick had spilled blood on her couch!? It was nearly inconceivable.

“Nice.” Supervillain scoffed. She wrapped the bandage around Sidekick’s waist, and pulled it tight. “What are you going to do if I’m not around?”

“I think you’ll always be around. You love me~” Sidekick leaned back. Her head dangled off the armrest, her elbows leaned back into the couch as her support.

As usual, Supervillain didn’t answer to Sidekick’s accusations of love being the reason.

Supervillain pressed her hand onto the bandages and looked at Sidekick. “You can’t keep getting hurt like this. What are you going to do if you’re bleeding to death in an alleyway and I decide that I’m not going to help you this time? Hmm?”

“Aw, don’t talk like that.” Sidekick groaned.

She pretended not to notice how Supervillain’s hand lingered, and she pretended that she didn’t like it.

Instead, she looked up at the ceiling and breathed in, her stomach shooting with pain as she did so. “I appreciate it.” She said. “Everybody says that you’re so terrible, but I don’t believe that.”

Was Supervillain evil? Without a shadow of a doubt, yes. She was, and it’d be stupid to ignore it, but she wasn’t as bad as people claimed. Sidekick had caught Supervillain doing nice things before. Once, Sidekick watched from afar as the “worst villain ever” helped a lost child find their parents, but of course the famed fearsome villain scattered into the dark so that her reputation wouldn’t be smeared by an act of kindness.

And then there was the whole situation with patching up her greatest enemy’s sidekick.

It seemed rather kind for her to not leave Sidekick for dead.

Supervillain muttered, exasperated. “I only bother to save you because you’re a nuisance. Keeping you alive and healthy is the most evil thing I could do to this city.”

“Ouch, sweetie. My heart.” Sidekick pressed a hand to her heart. “Ow! Okay! You don’t have to pull so tight! You already finished wrapping me up!”

“I’m making sure that you can’t take them off before your injury is healed.” Supervillain answered, looking at her handiwork with a smug gleam in her eyes.

The other rolled her eyes and lifted her head up. “Who made you a doctor?”

“Who made you such an idiot?”

“I was around a lot of sharpies as a kid—maybe I killed all the brain cells.” Sidekick sat up.

The pain rocketed through her body, a stabbing sensation piercing her nerves, and Supervillain immediately grabbed onto her shoulders to push her back down.

“Why do you keep making your injuries worse?”

“Because I can see you.” Sidekick smiled innocently. A cold sweat beaded down the side of her face, but she did her best to ignore it. “I have to go. Hero’s expecting me.”

“No.”

“No?”

“No.” Supervillain repeated. “You’re officially being held hostage.”

“That is no fair.”

“And what are you gonna do about it like this?”

Sidekick met Supervillain’s stoic expression with a scowl. “If you love me that much you could ask for me to be your hostage. It isn’t that hard.”

Supervillain cupped Sidekick’s face. “Fine. Sidekick, will you be my hostage?”

O-oh.

For what felt like an eternity, Sidekick’s mind stuttered—her brain was incapable of computing the fact that Supervillain was holding her face. The idea was impossible. Infeasible. A fantasy. Yet, it was real. Sidekick could feel Supervillain’s breath; she could smell her captor’s perfume and feel the nails digging crescents into her skin. Their faces were inches apart and Supervillain was going along with Sidekick’s quips.

Her lips parted, then shut, and and she gaped at the other as if she were a goldfish.

“Sure.” She managed, eventually.

[slashwhores]

how tall are they all compared to there slasher conterparts?

(When they were kids Gen and Bo placed a bet, whoever was the tallest by 19 won $8 and a dirty magazine )

Genevive pouts, her brows furrow and her fingertips tap against the rim of her glossy red mug she struggles to recall the last time she actually measured herself, She's pretty certain of Bo's height. Must've seen it in his medical records a half a dozen times by now, needs to know in case Vincent isn't around when if Bo gets hurt and she's forced to administrator drugs with a dosage reliant on the patients weight and height.

" Well Bo is 6'0ft basically 6'1 I'm think I'm just shy of 5'10 myself" ( ?)

She raises the mug. Till it just about barely grazes her bottom lip... thats when she senses something---someone loom over her, and before she knows it there's a strong force pressed against the top of her head.

" And don't you ever forget' it, darling"

Bo. Genevive sighs. Partly in faux annoyance and partly in relief.

He lovingly ruffles her hair as he scoots past her, entering the kitchen. His voice is fainter, farther away so he shouts

"Was silly of ya to ever think you could win that bet"

"My mother was 6'0ft! And I was 3 inches taller then ya back then'"

"Well my pops was almost 6'4 and your dumbass forgot girls grow quicker than boys- not taller"

"Psh Whatever..." She sips, from the mug. carefully avoiding the small chips. Bo bought it when she first moved in what used to be deep shaded maroon now a light mahogany, worn down. Well loved.

"Still owe me $8"

Bo smirks leaving the same way he came, a bag of frozen peas now hugged, albeit loosely under his arm, the door slams on his way out. He misses the faint smile on his girls face and the way her face burrows into her shoulder in an attempt to hide her laugh the question bringing back a fond childhood memory, something she considers pretty special, pretty rare...

"What the hell is he doing with a bag of frozen peas?"

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Mona drops her brush, hopping off of an old stool and begins to sweep the rubber marks and pencil shavings from her desk "I'm 5'4 :)) Vinnies only an inch or two taller than Bo so that makes him... 6'2?" She scoops the lot into her ink stained,paint ridden,wax burnt, palms then her gaze lifts to that of her muses "Right hun?"

Vincent nods

Mona spins around, eyes scanning the room. Where the hell did she put the trashcan? Or her watercolours?

"The height difference actually has more advantages then you'd think you know?" oh the trash is under her desk, and the watercolours are in the old plastic box their always in. Danm she really needed some fresh air "Hey Vin could you please get me the Old Hollands? Their ontop of the shelf." He moves quickly, using it as an opportunity to break away from starring endlessly at a blank page that was supposed to be his latest masterpiece. The corpses was new courtesy of Lester though apperanyly the victim was tough, they'd cut his forehead with a glass shard they'd picked up from the side of the road. she thanks him- she should take a walk once she's organised her space, Vincent could give her a tour of the woods since he's free- that would be nice.

The shelf containing the couples supplies reaches alllllllllll the way up to the battered ceiling, the watercolours resting atop of Vincents half filled sketchbooks, sketchbooks he hasn't touched since childhood, they could be in galleries.

If Mona had attempted to scale the shelves (which she most definitely would've) theirs no doubt she'd have been crushed- flat as a pancake, however Vincent doesn't even need to tip-toe, he simply reaches and hey-presto the good watercolours, ready to be used.

"My hero!" Coos Mona dramatically swooning into his arms before he even has the chance to set the pallette down, his eyes roll and he shakes her off, hard. Probably harder than intended since Mona trips on her own feet- falling face first into the cold, hard floor, Vincent clasps both hands over his mouth, both from shock and amusement as he attempts to trap his laughter before it can escapes but hes unsuccessful, paints clattering toward to floor. Mona lifts up her head and a brush hits her, curtesy of Vincent, who is visibly shaking with laughter.

<<IM SO SORRY>> his signing is shaky

No your not! She laughs

He offers her a hand and helps her up, he helps dust off her skirt and gently places a kiss to her forehead.

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"Lester- stop squirming! You'll hurt your self more babes!"

"I'm fine sweetheart promise" he sniffs,

"LESTER DAMIEN SINCLAIR" Kirby grits his teeth, breaking the name like glass, letters stumbling sharp from his mouth. "You are BLEEDING. For all we know you might have a concussion!!!!"

"Your real pretty when your stressed you know" Lester's smile slides up his face, anyone would smile at the sight, well, if it weren't for the blood dripping into his eye.

Kirby breathes in sharply

"You will age me horribly"

"I haven't already?"

"BOY! I SWEAR-" Kirby swatts at Lester's arm

But all he does is laugh

"I thought yous' was supposed to be taking care of me? Now your hittin' me like some nasty bug? How's that make any sense?" Kirby laughs at that and so does lester, weakly might i add.

"Still feeling" Kirby gestures with his hands, trying to remember the word used by his partner when he first saw his truck in the road.

"LooOOooppyyy" Lester draws it out in a singsong sorta tone.

"Yup"

"Yup!" Lester fixes his smile so it bears all his teeth , it still slants, ever so slightly.

"Do you think you can answear some questions while we wait for Bo?"

"Sure thing Sugar"

"Okay" Kirby pauses for a moment, thinking.

"How'd the car break down?"

"The Blonde bitch used the wrong fuel" he snarls.

"Did the blonde bitch stab you?" It's almost funny how sincere Kirby sounds

"Mmmmhhh no it was the one with tattoos" Lester closes his eyes "the one with the short hair... the nice one" He adds

"Can you keep your eyes open for me? Les?"

"Yeah, yeah, sorry" He cracks his eyes open ever so slightly, everything looks so... blurry. Except for Kirbys hand, which clasps his, the sun shines in his eyes covering his face, Lester isn't scarred though, he might pass out from blood loss but its not something that hasn't happened before.

He told his brothers he was only a little beat up though, which was a barefaced lie unless you consider the penny deep cut above his head and several jabs and stabs to the stomach a 'little beat up'

"Why was he nice?"

"He talked to me in the car about knives and guns and music and... you" Lester's head lolls downward a little but he smiles up at Kirby which makes the brunettes heart melt.

"How tall am I?"

"6'0ft, freak" Kirby rolls his eyes

"Okay how tall are you?" The sound of a car driving up the road perks up both men.

"7'7"

They hear the crunch of Gravel, its louder now

"Clearly"

A car door shuts, the sounds a little more distant than expected

"Just kiddin'" Lester laughs loudly

A familiar whistle

"I'm 5'10"

The sound of something falling to the ground

"LESTER!" Bo skids down scraping his knees of the hard Rock beneath him

"Shiiittt, I thought Vincent was coming" Lester squeezes his eyes closed not wanting to deal with his eldest brothers pestering

"DOES IT FUCKING MATTER?" Bo scoops Lester up in his arms which causes the youngest of the brothers to go wide eyed and groan loudly.

"Careful! Bo! CAREFUL!" Kirby stands quickly adjusting Lester's position

"Is he gonna-? Aren't you a dotor or something? What can I-?- What do we do?"

"He's a vet" adds Lester, weakly

"So?" Bo curses

"Well I'm not a fuckin dog am I?"

"Yes the fuck you are" Lester chuckles a little at that, his eyes close, he groans when he shifts in his brother hold

"Do you have any medical supply's?"

"A first aid kit in the back of my truck and uh- whisky and a bag of thawing peas"

Kirby pauses at the mention of peas but continues nevertheless

"That'll do, the rest of your medical stuffs back in Ambrose right?"

"Yup"

"Than come on, get in the car"

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[cc-cobalt-1043]

recollections

*Joey and Daniel both woke up after passing out at a new year's day party at town hall*

Joey: *groaning and lying under a table* where are we

Daniel: *lying on top of said table* I seem to be lying on a dining room table, I can see cutlery, I've either died and come back as a succulent pig, or we're still at town hall...what can you see

Joey: nothing, I think I've gone blind *he sat up and hit his head on the table* OW

Daniel: heck of a party *he rolled onto his side and fell onto the floor with a thud

*the two sat together*

Joey: heck of a party

Daniel: yeah

Joey: you remember anything that happened last night

Daniel: no idea, everything went dark around the commissioner's speech, the last thing I remember is my head in the cold, unforgiving lavatory bowl

Joey: Danny, that wasn't the lavatory bowl...it was the punch bowl

*Daniel's eyes widened in horror and he facepalmed*

Daniel: hark Mr memory man

*Joey yawned and suddenly noticed something red on his hand*

Joey: oh my god...I'm bleeding

Daniel: no you aren't, that's just red lipstick

Joey: oh...Danny why am I wearing red lipstick

Daniel: cause maroon would have clashed with your eyeshadow

*Joey rubbed his eyes and noticed it, gasping in horror he wiped it off*

Daniel: *shaking his head with a grin* you should know better than to pass out unconscious while I'm still awake

*Joey nodded*

Daniel: you know, last night I think we made  one or two, teensy little mistakes, starting with a few drinks of juice, great, a few glasses of milkshake, lovely, but the soda and lemonade drinking race...that may have been a bridge too far...and our second mistake, was letting Boba convince us that you could mix a nice cold coke, with a bit of redbull

Daniel: and our third, final...crowning mistake *Daniel suddenly screamed in horror* something horrible is coming back to me

Joey: *turning pale* and me, Where's that punch bowl

*Daniel jumped up and frantically searched his suit pockets and trousers, he found a a bit of paper and stared at it in horror*

Daniel: it's true

Joey: Danny, while your up there get me the punch howl

Daniel: well thats it *he sank down next to Joey* I might as well leave town, my life's over, it was very nice knowing you Joey...you were hanging from the light fitting, Will was having a lie down in the cold buffet...and I was dancing the lambada with the daughter of the commissioner of the metropolitan police...commissioner Boyle's daughter

Joey: how'd I get onto the ceiling

Daniel: me and the others formed a human pryamid, but that is not the point...I did the lambada with the commissioner's daughter...I took her out to the cloakroom...*looking ready to cry* JOEY, I SNOGGED HER

*he looked at the paper again*

Daniel: *gasps* I've got her telephone number

Joey: *confused* 999

Daniel: that's her emergency number, her regular number's on the back

Joey: you sure it was the commissioner's daughter

Daniel: yeah, I remember it clearly, our age, white dress, green eyes, blond hair, kept smiling at me half the party

Joey: and that was her

Daniel: *groans* Joey Joey Joey

Joey: *groans* Danny Danny Danny

Later:

*the twins were walking together*

*Daniel's phone started ringing*

Daniel: *awnsering it* hello

Boba: hey Danny, me and the others have a question

Daniel: go on

Everyone: *singing* WHO WERE YOU WITH LAST NIGHT

*Daniel hung up the phone*

Joey: okay, what are we doing now

Daniel: I just want to grab a few things, I wrote  it all down here *he hands Joey the paper*

Joey: *reading it* to the naughtiest young man I ever met, kiss kiss heart heart, all my love and hair ruffles, Lilac

Daniel: underneath that, what's underneath that

Joey: PS, call me Friday, misery guts is at a conference

Daniel: UNDERNEATH THAT

*Joey covered his mouth trying hard not to laugh*

Joey: oh Danny, you are in trouble

Daniel: you think I didn't know that

*later Joey and Daniel are approached by a very angry Cobalt*

Joey and Daniel: oh hi dad

Cobalt: dont you, oh hi dad me, do you two have any idea who I've just been talking to on the phone

*the twins shook their heads*

Joey: no dad

Cobalt: commissioner Boyle

*the twins gulp nervously*

Cobalt: apparently the commissioner's beloved daughter Lilac woke up this morning with a smile on her face...smiling and whispering the same name ocer and over, Joey she kept saying, Joey, Joey, Joey...Joey Stryker

Daniel: *in shock* Joey

Cobalt: yes Daniel, but from what I hear you're both as gad as each other, first you lambarded her down to the the cloakroom...and then Joey dropped down on her from a chandelier...she hasn't been the same since *looking at Joey* APPARENTLY SHE COMPARED YOU TO ERRROL FLYNN

*he sighed and rubbed his eyes*

Cobalt: look, I know what these parties are like, we all have one or two too many, even I've done that myself when i was younger, I did some fairly dumb things too, but I didn't start swinging from the lightbulbs and kissing women I barely even know, THE COMMISSIONER WAS ALMOST IN TEARS

[peonys-world]

Relationship Goals

WARNING: Yandere tendencies, slight non-con, slight NSFW

Fem!Mc x Yandere! Cater Diamond

Cater and you were very good friends. You had been since you got to Twisted Wonderland. He always joked around with you to ease your home sickness and even gave you a good phone for while you were there (the one Crowley gave you wasn’t super nice). 

The one thing that always surprised you was how touchy Cater was. It wasn’t a bad thing, he just happened to be a touchy person. At least thats what you thought. When you looked at how he interacted with other people, he didn’t seem to be as touchy as he was with you. You guessed it was because he felt closer to you, but at the same time, he didn’t know you for as long, so it didn’t make much sense. 

You were at the cafeteria with Ace, Deuce, and Grim as always getting food. Today’s menu was as fancy as always. With how much money this school must be getting from these kids, they always have such a nice menu. 

“I want that! And that! And that!” Grim said pointing to everything while climbing on your shoulder. 

“Grim! Calm down! We can always come back later!” You said. Grim pouted. You got what you could and walked off to go find a seat. You sat down at an empty table with the trio when Trey and Cater began to walk over. 

Cater waved at you and walked over. “(Y/n)!!! You have to check out these new phone cases!” Cater walked up behind you and leaned on the table, trapping you between his arms. He showed his phone to you and scrolled through the pictures. “Aren’t they cool?” he said in a softer tone, next to your ear. Your face was bright red and felt like you just ate a thousand peppers. His voice, scent, and his hair brushing your cheek was all you could think about. He smelled like a slightly sweet cologne and roses from the garden. You made eye contact with Ace who was clearly weirded out. Cater pulled away and sat right next to you. “Anyways, we should get matching ones. It would be so fun! We could take pictures of them together!”

“Y-Yeah...” You said, still flustered. You looked at Cater, who was staring at you and twirling his hair. He smirked a little and bit his lip before looking away and beginning to eat his lunch. 

“Hey (y/n), are you commf lader to hwelp pont the rwoses? Wemember you owe me one faur your drink a fwew dows agwo.” Ace said with his mouth full. You nodded. “Gwood.”

Deuce whacked him on the arm. “Gross.” Ace gave him a look and threw his hands up.

You wiped your brow and washed your paint brush off in the sink. You had just finished helping Ace paint the roses and Trey left out cookies for you and the trio. Ace and Deuce stuffed their mouths with cookies and then took Grim upstairs to study. You told them you would catch up with them in a minute after you finished cleaning up. 

“Hey~.” 

You jumped and turned to see Cater leaning on the counter. 

“You scared me, haha.” You said. 

“Sorry~! Hey, do you wanna chill for a bit in my room? I’m sure you could meet up with Ace and Deuce later. Plus, you juuust finished painting the roses so you should take a breaak, yeah?” He said winking. 

“Oh, um...” You looked at the upstairs balcony where your friends had ran off to. It should be fine right? Just for a little bit? “Yeah. It should be fine.”

Cater and you headed upstairs to hang out and just scroll on your phones. You both laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling while talking about school and gossip. Cater propped himself up on one arm. “Hey.”

“Yeah?” You turned to look at him.

“Can I tell you something? I haven’t told anyone yet.” He stared at you intensely. 

“Sure, what is it?”

He crawled towards you. “Its a secret.” He leaned really close.

“C-Cater?” You could feel his warm breath hitting your lips. You could smell his cologne again. Heat radiated from both your bodies. He brushed a strand of your hair from your face and laughed a little.

“I have, like, the biggeessstt crush on you.” He whispered seductively, staring at your eyes and then lips. At this point he was on top of you. Your whole body felt hot and you didn’t know how to react. You could feel his weight pressing down the mattress underneath you. You both stared at each other for what felt like forever before Cater pushed his lips onto yours, pushing you back slightly, but not all the way. “Mmmmm~” He moaned against your lips. “(y/n).... mmmngghhhh~” he moaned again. You whimpered. You didn’t expect your hang out session to turn into a make out session but you honestly didn’t mind. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed back. Both of you fell back onto the mattress. He kept kissing you and ran his hand through your hair. He began to kiss your neck as well as grind down on you. “Oh... fuck (y/n)... unghhh....” He said in your ear. You whimpered out and pulled his hair a little which caused him to moan out again. He pulled back, running a hand through his hair before beginning to take his jacket off. He licked his lip, staring down at you.

Let’s just say you didn’t leave that room for a bit. 

You were very anxious to see Cater in the halls the next day. You imagined your ‘hang out session’ to be a fling, but you were worried Cater thought otherwise. You headed to school and anxiously looked around the halls but didn’t see him anywhere. You checked your phone to see that he had texted you ‘Good Morning (˵¯͒〰¯͒˵)’ along with a shirtless picture. You choked on your own saliva right as Ace and Deuce walked up.

“You good?” Ace asked. You nodded.

“(y/n)-chan~! Good Morning~” You turned but before you could react Cater grabbed your collar and pulled you to him. He had his lips on yours, full on making out with you in front of anyone and everyone in the hallway. “Mmm~” He giggled a little but continued. “Mmmnnngh~” He evtually pulled away and then noticed Ace and Deuce. “Oh hey~!” They looked absolutely stunned. 

“WHAAAAAAAAT THE FUUUUUUUUCK-” Ace screamed.

Deuce gawked at you both as well. “A-Are you two together?” 

You were in a lot of shock and didn’t respond. Cater laughed a little and pulled you up against him and nodded. “Yeah~! (y/n) and I are just the perfect couple, right? Aren’t we (y/n)?” You looked at him.

“I- uh- Excuse me for a minute.” You ran off into an empty hallway to gather your thoughts. Cater called after you. Everything was happening so fast and all at once that you couldn’t think straight. 

“Hey... what’s wrong?” Cater said in a soft voice. You jumped. How did he get there? 

“Did you follow me?” You asked. He laughed awkwardly and rubbed the back of his head while sticking out his tongue. 

“Got me! But seriously, what’s wrong?” He brushed a piece of hair out of your face. 

“I just... I don’t think I’m ready for a relationship yet.” You looked at him in the eyes. His smile disappeared. 

“Huh?” He just stared with confusion for a few seconds before laughing. “(y/n)-chan! You’re so cute.” He walked up to you, causing you to back up against the wall. He put his arms on either side of you. “You can’t get rid of me that easily, silly.” He stared you up and down and twirled a piece of your hair in his fingers. 

“I have to go to class.” You were about to leave when Cater grabbed your arm. 

“Don’t! Skip for today! Let’s hang out babe.” He pulled you into his chest. You pushed him off and ran back into the hallway you were originally in, only to see Cater there talking to Ace and Deuce still. Cater turned to look at you, giving you a smirk. Caters clone lied!? You went upstairs to get away from both Caters. 

“(y/n)? Where are you~? Hey, have you seen (y/n)?” Another Cater clone asked someone. It began to get hard to breathe as you were struggling to find somewhere away from Cater and his clones. You found an empty classroom and closed the door, sighing heavily. You were completely out of breath. Your chest hurt. You noticed your phone blowing up and checked magicam. Cater posted that you two were dating. You sighed heavily and felt a lump in your throat. Cater was really stressing you out. 

“Why are you crying? Why are you avoiding me, babe? It’s starting to stress me out.”

You gasped and looked up to see Cater sitting on the lecture desk. He was leaning on one leg he propped up on the desk. 

“G-G-Go away! Leave me alone!”

“Babe-”

“Don’t call me that! I said leave me alone!” You turned to leave but another clone was there, his head tilted in confusion. 

He shrugged. “So, I’m like, totally confused? What was yesterday all about, then?”

“I-I thought it was a one time thing...”

The Cater behind you laughed. “Wait, seriously? So you were just gonna sleep with me and then leave?”

“No- I-”

“No? Then how was this going to end?”

“I-” You couldn’t speak any more.

“That’s pathetic. And like- hella rude.” Cater one said.

“I know right?” Cater two said. 

“I- I don’t know okay!? LEAVE ME ALONE!” You screamed and cried. You huddled yourself and shut your eyes. 

GO AWAY. GO AWAY. GO AWAY. GO AWAY.

The room was silent. You waited for a few seconds before opening your eyes. One Cater stood in front of the doors of the classroom, staring at you, his phone in one hand. He walked up to you calmly and then pulled you into a warm hug. It was comforting and unlike the other Caters. “Shhh....shhhh” You cried and cried. “It’s okay... but hey, listen...”

You looked up at him. “I’m not letting you go, okay? You’re mine, baby. You’re my cute little girlfriend and nothing is going to change that.” He gave you a gentle kiss. “If you don’t comply, babe, I can’t say what’s gonna happen. Because, I don’t know. You don’t want that right?” You shook your head. Cater wiped your tears away. He gave you a gentle smile. “Good. Does this mean we can have a happy and healthy relationship?” At this point, you were too scared to say anything else. You hesitantly nodded. “Oh~ you’re so damn cute~!” He kissed you again. “I’m so glad we agreed to this~! Isn’t she just adorable~?”

You looked up to see around four to five Caters in the classroom. 

“She’s sooo cute~!”

“Ugh... I wanna feel those lips all over me...”

“So fucking cute...”

“Can you say something for the camera? I need to get a pic!”

“I’m so glad she belongs to us only...”

You whimpered and tried to backup, but the original Cater was holding you in his arms. 

“Now,” he whispered in your ear, “can we continue what we started yesterday? Be a good girl for me, baby.” 

I DID IT!!! I wanted to write a Cater fic so baaaadly... he’s so cute!!! He would be such a scary yandere... I read a fic by @smalltasteofhoney where Cater started telling people on social media that you two were a couple and I wanted to do it too. Thanks for the inspo!

[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

One Night| Hunter

Note: Nsfw content,

Warnings: creampies, p in v, facials, squirting, name calling, rough, hair pulling, light choking, smoking 18+ content

Reader: Female

"Thanks again." Y/n thanked the kessel burbon slid to her, sliding credits to Cid, "any more missions?"

"No,those clone boys took the last one I had." Cid spoke, "there won't be any more for a few cycles."

"Clones took my jobs?" Y/n questioned, sipping the hard liquor.

"Yeah! When wrecker through those KT troopers like it was nothing!" Omega cheered as the group walked down into the bar.

"Speak of the devil." Cid spoke, Y/n turning her head.

"Yes Wrecker's strength was acceptionally helpful this mission. Yet Omega's new tracking skills came in handy." Tech spoke.

"And Echo's climbing skills! How do you do that with one hand?!" Omega cheered.

"Pratice." Echo spoke.

Hunter chuckled at Omega's happiness.

"We did good boys-"

He stopped, seeing Y/n casually talking to Cid, sipping on her drink, her hair a mess, a few braids in her short hair making her hair uneven in both long and short length. In baggy black robes a belt tired tigh around her waist. Boots knee high with her baggy pants tucked in. Her eyeliner red and in sharp wings up towards her relaxed brows.

She turned her gaze towards hunter, her eyes a cybernetic white, then her head followed. Her gaze lingering on him as she smiled smally.

"Oh no no no! Watch your eyes dark and broody!" Cid argued, rushing around the counter.

"Don't mind me I'm also looking disrespectfully." Y/n teased getting up from her seat, following behind Cid.

"Uh," Hunter tried to speak, woah was his only thought process, "Your...new."

"Not knew. Just havent seen me before." Y/n smiled, standing next to Cid with a hand on her hip, "names Y/n's and Im presuming you all are the clones that have been taking my jobs?"

"Oh, we are?" Omega looked up at Hunter, who was still at a lost for words.

"What?" Hunter asked looking down at Omega.

Y/n chuckled, walking up to the longer haired male, "Listen, dark and broody, we can be friends. I just want my missions."

She leaned into his face, his face becoming red "Y-yeah..."

"Thanks then." Y/n smiled, his eyes gazing to his banana, "I'll take this as payment for taking my last missions."

With ease she pulled the headband off his head, turning her head half way to talk to Cid she smiled.

"I'll see you late then mom." Y/n chuckled, nudging Hunter as she passed, "Im off to collect some credits Im owed."

"Did she just call Cid Mom?" Wrecker questioned Y/n walking out the bar and up the steps.

"I believe she did." Tech responded.

Hunter was hit in the side with Cid's walking staff, "I'm docking your pay half!"

"What!?" Hunter argued.

"Thats what you get for lookin at my kid like that!" Cid defended, "watch it next time"

"Well if our pay has already been docked. She was quiet pretty. Her eyes especially." Tech repsonded as Hunter nudged him hard.

"Hey-"

"Don't worry, Hunter if you marry her Cid's your new mom!" Wrecker laughed shoving the man.

"I don't even know her!" Hunter argued.

"And that'll never happen!" Cid defended, "now watch it before I dock all your pay! You won't be seeing her again."

"But she took Hunter's bandanna." Omega pointed out, Hunter feeling his head.

"She did?!"

"And I thought Wrecker had it bad for that twilek girl he helped at the market." Echo told.

So there Hunter was, left the whole day with no headband, atleast 3 standard hours he waited, rubbing his head feeling as if he was missing something, well he was missing something.

"Hey! Mom! You'll never guess the load I got this time!" Y/n called out walking down the steps and into the bar, "I beat fifteen of the finest warriors apparently! Yeah right!"

Y/n walked in, gym bag at her side, the boys turning to the girl, stripped down to a tank top and a diffrent set of black pants that were tucked into her boots, a certain red bandana around her thigh.

"Oh you're all still here." She spoke, "I was-"

Hunter stepped infront of her, "I'd like my bandana back."

"Hm? Yeah come on." Y/n spoke, walking around him, "follow me."

"Yeah no sorry- not happening-" Hunter argued grabbing her wrist, "just hand it over."

Y/n ripped her wrist from him, hurting his hand in the process, "well then take it off, its right there."

Hunter kept his gaze away from Y/n's thigh, her ahoulder looking interesting at the momment.

"Well its mine then." Y/n spoke going to walk away but her arm was grabbed, Hunter turning to her as he kept his gaze up, his hands feeling for the band,

She chuckled, "little higher and you'll be at my zipper-"

He sighed looking away as he felt his bandana, his hand reaching around and untying it from her thigh.

"You smell nice." Y/n teased

"I don't see how you're Cid's kid." Hunter commented.

"Not by blood sweetheart." Y/n commented.

There was a chuckle as Hunter turned his head, Tech and Echo going back to there silence Wrecker luckily out and about with Omega. Hunter removed the band finally as Y/n chuckled.

Y/n leaned over, kissing Hunter's cheek as he flushed, "rooms down the hall on your left, we should be lucky my mom's on the upper floors."

Hunter only nodded as Y/n walked away, waving to his two brothers who were playing sabbec at the bar.

Hunter turned around to follow her a few mintues later, "don't be too loud."

Hunter glared at the two but made his leave anyways, following Y/n's instructions. Making it to the last door he knocked the door sliding open as Y/n sat on the floor, a tray in her lap, neon fairy lights on the strung carelessly on the walls and ceiling, weapons littered on the floor, some things hanging on the walls, there was a mess of the bed.

"So you came." She spoke popping whatever she was rolling into a jar, setting it on her nightstand and pushing the tray into the drawer. Standing up zhe grabbed a box of matches, throwing herself into one of the large bean bag chairs, big enough for two people, "lock the door would you?"

He did as asked, "why call me in here?"

"Well...Dark and Broody." Y/n spoke, "sit, come on."

Patting the seat besides her he walked over, "I have a name."

"Okay? Tell me it."

"Hunter."

"Okay Hunter." She spoke, "you seemed tense. So we. Me and you. Are gonna smoke-"

"Smoke? Smoke what-"

"One of these." Y/n spoke holding up the jar, "Kessel herb."

"Spice? Yeah no-"

"No. Herb." Y/n defended, "there's a big difference."

Hunter watched her swish the jar around in front of him, "you pick one for me atleast."

Mentally sighing he did as asked, Pulling out a joint for her she smiled, closing the jar and setting it aside, "atleast this doesn't smell bad, smells like flowers."

Hunter watched her open up the match box, the joint between her lips as she striked the first match, a complete dud, she moved onto the second one, also a dud, by the fourth one Hunter was wondering if she'd ever light the thing.

"Dropped them in water-"

"I can do it." Hunter cut off, Y/n gladly handing him the match box as she leaned over, he striking out on the first match but the second one he got working, the flame bright and prominet despite the red undertone of the lights, leaning over as well he lit the thing easy as pie.

"Thanks."

He watched her take a deep inhale in bowing out through her nose she leaned back, muscles already calming and relaxing.

"Why did you really call me in here."

"I told you to smoke." Y/n spoke, "I know a stressed man when I see one. Shit half the time I am a stressed man."

Hunter watched her take in another puff, "Plus it would ruffle my moms scales."

Hunter chuckled Y/n was right about that much, "yet also wanted to see if you wanted to hook up for a night."

Hunter coughed, not because of the smoke but the abruptness, "I'm sorry?"

"Well I seen you look at me the way you did earlier," she told, "and you're pretty good looking, but you seem to atleast have a good head on your sholders, men I know that look at me usually make a comment right away, you kept them to yourself."

Hunter responded with silence, "it's just a suggestion, an idea." She told him turning to look at him.

Again silence and Y/n contuined to smoke as if it was no problem that he said no, he found it, hot, sexy even. She knew what she wanted and she asked if told no she was okay with that, carrying out through her day.

"Why me?"

"I just explained why, you." Y/n spoke, "its yes or no tense guy."

Hunter shifted, its been a while, he mentally sighed, Y/n returning to smoking casually. Was this a way of teasing? If it was, it was harsh, and it was working. Shifting once more there chlothed and armored touching one another.

Damn, Hunter thought, to have her strong thigh in his hand, his head between her thighs. He looked up seeing Y/n pull the joint away once more, feeling the stare Y/n turned her head

"Wanna try it after all?" Y/n questioned, bringing the joint infront of him, "if not more for me."

Fuck it, the empire rules the galaxy, the republic fell, his brother is trying to kill them, what could he possibly loose from having any fun.

He took it with gloved fingers bringing it to his lips, Y/n watched him take a deep inhale, Y/n impresssed.

"This isnt your first rodeo." She teased.

He leaned in closer to her, if even physically possible, removing the joint from his lips, he pushed closer to Y/n, his lips placed on her's softly, and only for a momment, then pulled away, strings of smoke coming from both there lips now as Hunter's mind felt clear, relaxed.

"Lets do it." Hunter responded, usuing his armor as an ash tray, pressing the ashes to death on his chest plate as the embers died.

"One puffs not gonna get you anywhere." Y/n teased.

"But you will..." he whispered against her lips, pressing furthur once more he kissed her.

The kiss much more passionate than the first, Y/n running her hands through his hair, his bandanna slipping off in the process as she tossed it away.

"Fuck you're so hot..." He whispered into the kiss, Y/n moaning softly, his hands untucking her white tank top from her pants.

"Don't tell Im sharing with someone, thats why you came back all undressed." He teased against her lips, his hands hiking up her t-shirt past her covered breast.

"If sharing means arena fights. Then yes." Y/n teased back causing Hunter to chuckle.

Hunter pulled away, unclapssing his armor as she watched, letting it be tossed to the floor he was stripped down to his blacks. Bitting her lip at the buldge in his blacks, he leaned back into her,kissing her lip's passionately, forcing his tongue into her mouth she groaned, his touange pressing against his as they fought.

The kiss ended in a tie, both pulling away panting, Hunter let his hand's find her bare skin in the mean time, traveling up her adoment and covered breast he found her shirt, pulling away he lifted it over her head and arms. About to kiss her again she stopped him, pulling on the edge of his blacks, she pulled his shirt up, he lifting his arms in the process, his gloves rolling off with his sleeves in the process. Tossing the article of chlothing somewhere random. He removing her black sports bra, he kissed her just above her breast.

She humming in pleasure as he did so, traveling up to her neck, kicking her boots and socks off in the process, her legs tensed squeezing together Hunter had found her sweet spot, the space just above her collar bone, where her muscle was tense.

"H-hunter..." she panted, kissing the side of his head as she let out a soft groan, her head rolling back as her fingers tugged on his hair.

"You drive me crazy doing that..." Hunter whispered against her skin, dragging his kisses down her chest, and to her breast, where he let himself take in one of her soft buds.

"Fuck..." he moaned, his hair being pulled once more.

"Maker you're mouths amazing-" Y/n spoke her legs squeeze together tighter, adding to her pleasure as she groaned.

Switching over to give the second one just as much attention his hand cupped her other breast, squeezing her battle scared flesh softly, his other hand slipping behind her waist band slipping into her panties.

Hunter pulled away from her bud with a intoxicated look, "Your soaked..."

Y/n chuckled, "and you're hard as a rock..."

Pulling his hands away from her, she watched him undo her pants, pulling them down as quick as he could, and with her help of kicking them off they were gone.

Y/n reached for the last of his blacks, pulling them off his hips he pulled at them as well, removing his boxers as well. His chlothes barely releasing his length, Y/n's hand wrapped around the base of his aching cock.

Y/n's face laced with warmth and a teasing smirk she let her thumb rub the strip under the base of his cock, he groaned watching her tease his cock. His hand pulling at her panties she raised her hips to help, and he loosely pulled them down enough to let his hand go between her legs.

His finger's teasing her clit softly as she meweled, "Fucking hell..." she whined softly.

Both messes under each other's touches Y/n picked up a pace, her hand starting to milk his cock as he moaned heavily, body both relaxed and tense he gripped her thigh.

"Easy- now..." Y/n whispered to him, planting a soft kiss on his lips, "Don't wanna finish just in my hand do we?"

Hunter shook his head no, "you better be on something...I'm gonna cum in you till you beg me to stop..." he moaned.

She chuckled, leaning into his ear, "yeah? Am I gonna be sitting in pools of your cum?"

"Fuck yeah you are." He told her, "f-from every fuckin hole, starting with you're mouth."

She was taken back both by comment. He stood up as she looked up at him, his cock in her face, she moved forward, her lips brushing against his cock as she licked his tip, the taste of Pre-Cum now on her touange.

"Salty..." she teased kissing down his shaft, her hand wrapping around his base. Looking up at him his face was flushed, yet still held a determined look of lust in his eye.

Pulling back to the tip of his cock she kissed the tip, opening her mouth she pushed his tip in, her hands resting on his hips.

Fuck does he feel so good down my throat, Y/n thought, her eyes closed as she moaned, bobbing her head almost instantly causing Hunter to groan.

"Easy doll. You don't wanna choke." He teased, watching her bobbing increase he moaned loudly, her pace only increasing, "Maker you know to suck cock- s-shit-"

Y/n pulled away jacking his siliva covered cock off, "H-hunter fill me with your cum please. I wanna be in a pool of your cum."

He covered his mouth, what the fuck., but he wasnt complaining, watching her deep throat him again he groaned, his hips starting to pool back and thrust, and as soon as he knew it he was holding the back of her head, mouth fucking her hard.

"Yeah baby take it all...like a little slut take it all for me." He moaned, " hell- I'm-"

Hunter hit deep inside her mouth, cumming down her throat, mid way pulling out letting the rest coat her face.

"H-hunter!" She meweled, but he covered her mouth, not wanting anyone to hear.

She swallowed his cum, groaning into his hand as he pulled his hand away.

"They can't hear us..." she panted, cum covered her face and mixed with her drool as she tried to catch her breath, "t-the walls are solid concrete..."

"Well then...I suppose I will be making you scream..." he panted as she bit her lip, looking down at her he chuckled.

Face covered in cum, running down her lips and chin, her breast perky, marks already starting to form on her neck, her panties down to her knees as she sat waiting for him, flushed and horny.

"Maker I can not wait to put my cock in that tight pussy of your's." He told her, his thumb holding her chin.

"Then do it. Fuck me till you can't cum no more" she begged, watching him kneel down infront of her, causing him to chuckle.

"I want a taste of you first." He told her.

Pulling her panties off she bit her lip as he grabbed her legs roughly by the back of her knees, spreading them from one another, she shifted in her spot, allowing her legs to spread a bit wider and give him a better veiw. Hunter didn't bother teasing her, her pussy soaked and aching as he dived in, eating at her clit.

"F-fuck Hunter!" She cried, her back arching as she gripped onto his hair immediately.

Y/n was in heaven, Hunter between her legs completely devoring her.

"Baby so sweet..." he moaned into her cunt, licking up every bit of her fluid he could, shoving his touange deep inside her.

"Oh- maker! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" She begged, his fingers joining his touange deep inside her, as an incoherent mewel escaped her lips, his fingers thrusting deep inside her.

"Come on baby..squirt for me i wanna taste it." He whispered against her cunt.

"H-holy shit!" Y/n exclaimed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, eating her raw her back arched and her legs squeezed together but he pulled away, spanking her on the back of the thigh.

"Do that again and I'll stop eating you out and fuck you until you're raw." Hunter deamnded, she nodded mindlessly, as he went back to devoring her.

Her pussy pulsating as he shoved his touange deep insider her, his fingers competing for space.

"H-hunter..." she whined, feeling like she was to snap, "H-Hunter- Hunter! Hunter!"

She squirted into his mouth, her legs squeezing together in pleasure.

"F-fuck!" She moaned, back arching as her legs shook, "F-fuck,"

He pulled away from her, flicking her clit with his fingers intesifiying her orgaism. Moaning loudly she watched him getting up to his knees he leaned over her grabbing her face.

"I told you if you closed your legs again I'd fuck you until your raw." He argued as Y/n blushed deeply.

"I'm sorry sir..." she apologized, pussy still pulsating, still completely soaked with a mix of her own cum and his siliva.

"What did you call me?"

"S-sorry daddy." She apologized.

"Atleast you know your place."

Holy fuck, where did this Hunter come from? Not that she knew Hunter at all, but it was still a shock to see the 'dark and broody' man become such a sex addict that liked to be called daddy.

"You either call me daddy or sarge," he demanded grabbing her chin, "understand?"

She nodded in response.

"I can't hear you."

"Yes daddy."

"Good girl..." he praised, "the better you are the more cum you'll get, understand?"

"Yes daddy."

He spred her legs open again, his knees resting on the bean bag below her as he lined himself up with her soaked entrence. Pushing his tip in her she moaned loudly, her feet resting on his hips, he chuckled, grabbing her hips tightly he shoved himself in her fully.

"F-fuck!" She cried out, "Oh maker yes!"

He started beating into her without warning, she crying out in pleasure as her body shook.

"D-daddy so rough! Oh-yes!" She shouted.

"Touch yourself While I fuck you," he demanded, her hand hand reaching between her legs,rubbing her clit while he fucked her senseless, "Good girl, looks like someone wants to be filled with cum."

She moaned nodding her head in the process as he beating balls deep into her, hearing his cum filled balls slapping against her soaked skin.

"F-fuck daddy please!" She begged, one of his hands finding the back of her hair as he gripped it, arching her over.

"Please what baby girl? Come on. Tell daddy what you want."

"P-please cum in me!" She cried drooling in pleasure, he groaned her tight pussy walls clenching around him, "H-Hunter!"

Moaning heavily he gripped her hair tighter, her free hand gripping his forearm as she bit her lip. The feeling built up in her stomach.

"Y-yeah! D-daddy! Daddy make me cum!" She begged, he watched her come unraveled, beating into her roughly her back arched, toes curling as she moaned loudly, soaking his cock as she squirted onto him, he pulled out of her, rubbing her clit intesifiying her orgaism.

"Oh- Shit!" She cried, the quicker he rubbing her clit more she squirted, slipping back into her he delievered a few hard thrust as she cried out, pulling out once more her orgaism intense as she held her legs open.

"Fuck daddy!" She cried.

"Come on baby let it all out." He praised, slipping into her again and fucking her roughly for a few more thrust, pulling out once more as she squirted the last she could.

"H-hunter- Hunter!"

"Shh baby. Shh." He spoke leaning kissing her roughly she kissed back, pulling away he looked down at her, "You still need my cum in you huh baby?"

"Mhmm, yes please." She begged.

"Good girl." He praised, kissing her sloppily as she groaned.

Pulling away she held onto his arm as he pushed his way back into her, causing her to mewel out his name.

"What a perfect little pussy." He told her, starting to thrust into her, his hand rest at the side of her throat as his thumb pulled her chin down, she wore a curled smile with a deep blush, her pupils dialted wide and pupils seemingly in the shape of hearts.

"H-hunter...daddy..." she meweled.

He grunted down a groan, feeling himself starting to become unraveled, "pussys still tight for me,fuck-"

His gripp tightned around her neck, causing her to choke slightly, as his thrust became sloppy, becoming increasingly rougher as her moans grew louder once more. Loosing rythem he pulled his hand away from her neck, his hands gripping her hips for leverage as he pulled them against his thrust, groaning loudly he still beat into her harshly, his cock pulsating in her. She begged for him to creampie her, her hands finding his hair as she tugged and pulled.

"Ah! Fuck! Yeah! Fuck!" He groaned, "Oh! OH!"

He shoved himself deep inside of her keeping her steady as her back arched, his own body arching into her's as he released a massive load of cum into her.

"Oh! Fuck yeah!" He groaned, completely loosing control, contuining his rough thrust.

"H-hunter! Hunter! Holy shit!" She cried out.

"Fuck Im cumming again!"

"H-hunter! Fuck!" A second smaller load was shot into her, filling her womb with his hot seed as he held her hips tight, rocking into her steadily as to make sure he stuffed her. He panted heavily, his ears seemingly ringing as he looked down at her.

Her mouth agape as she breathed heavily, her breast rising and falling with heavy pants.

"Good girl..." Hunter praised, slolwy pulling out of her, Y/n letting out the last of her soft moans.

He panted heavily, his hands spreading her legs as she ended up holding her legs open by her inner thighs, Hunter watches the thick cum leaked out of her, cum covering her pussy folds.

"Good girl." Hunter praised, a few of his fingers scooping up some of the cum as she opened her mouth, letting it sloppily leak from Hunter's hand to her mouth and face, "Now, turn over on all fours, Im not done with you yet."

[reidsnose]

neighborly pt 2

overview: just a cutesy little sequel to neighborly :)

genre: f l u f f

a/n: could i have made it longer and more domestic? yes. did i feel like i owed yall a fic and also this would be cute? also yes. as always pllssss lmk what u guys think ab it :)

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after finding out you were neighbors you also found out you could talk to each other through your vents. though that was fun and you guys adored calling out the others name and announcing that you're coming over, some other tenant living in the building didn't enjoy it as much as you guys did. you believe his exact words were "hey love birds, shut your mouths before i crawl through these vents and do it for you". so that was cool....

but! it resulted in a knock system on your floor and his ceiling.

5 knocks means "can i come over?"

2 knocks means "yes"

1 knock means "no"

the both of you had yet to use the "no" knock. so for the time being you were constantly over at each others apartments. leaving behind all kinds of reminders of each other. in a totally platonic non platonic way. the truth was you guys never said no to the other coming over because you had fallen desperately in love with each other. desperately. and yet neither of you had made the first move.

so after spending yet another day together, you were laying on your backs now, eyes trained to the sky as Spencer pointed out constellations. when the two of you weren't in one of your apartments, you were on the roof of your building. he had shown it to you after a rough case and you two stayed up there talking for hours. from then on it was a place of comfort and joy for the both of you.

Spencer pointed to three stars lined up perfectly next to each other and began telling you the story of Orion. he got to the part where Orion vows to kill all wild animals when you interrupted him, letting out a chuckle.

"how ambitious," you joked.

"i guess thats one way to put it," he chuckled back. "but we all need ambitions. its what keeps us going."

"is that so?" you turned to face him for a second, admiring his side profile.

"yes. your ambitions for example are..." he turned to face you and you looked back at the sky to think.

now it was his turn to admire your beauty. he watched the wheels turn in your head as a small smile cracked on your face.

"my ambition is always to be the hottest person in the grocery store," you replied.

he let out a hearty laugh from deep in his stomach which was absolutely music to your ears. laughs like that weren't common for him. except when he was with you.

"pick a real ambition!" he laughed.

"i don't know! i'm content with what i have. i mean no i'm not but yes i am." you furrowed your own eyebrows at the confusing sentence you just uttered.

you were trying to be honest while also concealing your feelings for him. you were truly happy with what you had in life. friends, a family, a neighbor who works with you and is also your best friend. but that last part is what gets you. because you wanted to be more than friends.

"there isnt anything you want?" he questioned, looking up at the sky, afraid that if he stared at you for too long he'd lean in and kiss you.

"i just feel like we're lucky as is."

"us specifically?"

"i meant in general but us too. the odds of just existing are-"

"about 1 in 10 to the 2,685,000th power."

"exactly! and then i get lucky enough to exist at the same time as you..." you trailed off, looking up to avoid crying. "and then we get to actually meet each other. and work together! and in some crazy twist of events we're even neighbors! i just feel so...lucky."

you weren't sure why you were getting emotional about it, but truth be told, you didn't put into perspective how grateful you were until he asked.

Spencer turned to look at you, and somehow you were even gorgeous when you were on the verge of tears.

and the way your mind worked? don't get him started. he was, quite literally, a genius, but he had never met someone with a mind like yours. funny, sweet, smart, interesting, AND grateful.

grateful for him.

"y/n.." he breathed, completely unable to put into words how much you mean to him.

you turned to look at him, feelings you've been repressing bubbling in your chest as his eyes searched your own.

"whats your ambition?" you tried to change the subject off of what you'd just said.

"you." he whispered, heart pounding in his ears.

that was it.

you couldn't take it anymore. simply couldn't take it.

after almost two years of knowing him. after feeling yourself slowly fall in love with every moment you spent with him.

from when he came to knock on your door and found out you were neighbors.

every carpool to and from work. every sleep over and no-invitation-needed hangout. every night you two fell asleep on the couch at one of your apartments, tangled up together. every teasing comment from the team that made you both turn red. from knocking on walls and annoying your neighbors. all the countless nights you talked with him and the stars.

after all of this, that was the final straw.

that. was. it.

you leaned in crashing your lips with his. he kissed back almost immediately, skipping a beat from the initial shock of what was happening. you felt like you were floating, heat spreading all through your body before seeking refuge on your cheeks.

Spencer was sure this was the best feeling in the world. nothing would ever amount tp this moment. in fact, he had never been happier. he must be dreaming. he wasn't lying. everything he wants in life points back to you. you are truly his ambition.

you pulled away from each other, breathless and blushing like a couple of teenagers. a soft silence filled the air between you. such a perfect moment. Spencer reached up and tapped 3 knocks lightly on your forehead.

"what does three mean?" you chuckled, going over the knock system in your head.

"i love you." he answered cautiously. wasting no time you tapped 4 knocks to his forehead. "what does four mean?"

you stifled a smile before speaking.

"i love you too."

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[yungbud]

Could you do some Y/N x Dom ddlg smut?

Word count: 2.6k

TW: Smut including, Daddy kink, throat fucking, bondage

A/n I wasn’t 100% sure where you wanted this to go so I tried to do a little bit of both. If you wanted it more rough or more soft i’d been happy to rewrite it for you, just shoot me a dm/ask with the direction you’d like me to take it and it should be up within the week <3 hope you like it though.

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Dom stood in front of you, hard dick standing at attention, his tip red and swollen.

You would’ve helped. Really, you would’ve. You wanted to, even, but Dom had left you with your hands completely tied…

Well, literally.

It all started when he stayed late at the studio one night working on the album, and then another... And then another… His fans were practically begging him to take a night off, but he just wouldn’t. Sometimes he wouldn’t even bother to come home at all, heaven knows if he even bothered to sleep.

The fact was, with Dom gone so often you got a bit lonely. You’d tried explaining this to him in passing but he was just so caught up in his work, promising that when it was all done he’d spend nothing but time with you. The promises always seemed to fall flat, project after project withholding his attention from you.

And then you remembered… 

You and Dom had an array of sex toys, a fond memory attached to each one. Dom also had a certain set of rules for you when it came to sex, and by assosciation said sex toys, one of them being that you were only allowed to touch them if he was there to watch you. 

This rule fell through about a month in when you realized he was never home to watch you… Which also meant he was never home to catch you. You figured, he’s having fun working on his album and you deserved to have a bit of fun of your own too. 

With not much left to do you’d been abusing this rule like it owed you money ever since. It was actually a lot of fun. It took a little getting used to at first, you missed Dom and wished he was here to do it instead, but pretty soon you were getting off all on your own and you even used a heating pad and stuffy for the post orgasm cuddles you were missing. 

Of course you still loved and missed Dom, and would be glad to return to normal as soon as possible, but for the time being you were perfectly fine with your little situation.

You had a pretty productive day cleaning the house, you were now working on dinner, something small since you’d probably be the only one home to eat it. You worked strategically around the kitchen, cleaning up as you went, and once your food was safely in the oven and the timer was set you had a little over half an hour to kill. Wandering into the living room, you searched for the remote, finding it on the couch where you plopped yourself down and began scrolling through netflix.

God, there’s never anything good on here, you thought, it just isn’t what it used to be. You remembered when netflix had everything, and now everything had spread onto their own respective streaming services.  You clicked the tv off, staring at the wall for a moment as you went over the things left to do in your head.

There’s always instagram or twitter, but those tend to piss you off in one way or another and there was nothing good on youtube.

Your thought about how your day went, reviewing everything mentally and you realized what you could fill your time with. A reward for all your hard work.

You practically ran up the stairs, wanting to fit in as much you time as possible before you had to return to make dinner.

You started off slow, squeezing your breast and pretending it was Dom instead, trailing your hand down your body until you hit the waistband of your shorts, slipping them down your legs and haphazardly tossing them across the room. You gently rubbed yourself through your underwear, pressing a few teasing fingers against your entrance. Taking a deep breath, you slide your hands up and down your thighs, allowing your eyes to close and your body to fully relax before reaching over, wrapping your fingers around the small, pink vibrator that was sat beside you on the bed, shifting it on and pressing it against your clit.

Inhaling a sharp breath at the feeling, your hips moved along with your actions. Soft moans fell from your lips, taking a moment to rid yourself of your underwear before continuing. You tried to imitate the motions of Dom, pretending he was laid next to you and whispering dirty things in your ear, encouraging you to continue. 

His plush lips pressed against your neck, leaving bites in his wake that would surely show up tomorrow. His tattooed middle finger coming down to press inside you, pumping it in and out a few times before curling it inside you.

He seemed so far away, and yet closer than you thought.

What you hadn't known was that Dom had chosen to come home early today so he could spend dinner with you, and he was standing in the doorway watching as you slid the vibrator up and down your glistening pussy, whimpering his name.

“Hm, dinners ready.” Your actions snapped to a pause in shock “Oh don’t worry, love. I got it.” 

Your eyes opened slowly, unsure if you really wanted to acknowledge the scene in front of you. 

Dom stood in front of you, eyebrows furrowed and arms crossed as he stared you down.

“S’that?” He questioned, knowing damn well what it was, but wanting to hear you admit it. You wrapped your hand tightly around it, a futile attempt to hide the item in your hand. Dom tilted his head disapprovingly at this, walking over to you and peeling your hand open to take it from you, clicking it off. He cleared his throat, putting it on display for you, his gaze boring into the side of your head as he waited for an explanation. 

“Nothing to say for yourself?” There was A moment for you to plead your case. Nothing. “Alright, fine.” He says, sitting on the bed motioning for you to lay over his lap. You looked up at him, eyes wide and innocent in a silent plea. When his stern look didn’t budge you complied, perching your ass into the air a bit. 

“Are you going to tell me what you were doing, or am I going to have to get it out of you?” Dom asks, his hand rubbing soothingly over your ass.

“I was masturbating.” Dom hummed, his hand coming down in a sharp smack against your ass.

“With?”

“A toy.” another, his hand smoothing over the already reddening skin.

“Which?”

“I’m not supposed to do unless you’re here to watch me.” twice in a row this time

“So, let me get this straight. You knew you were being disobedient, and decided to do it anyway?”

“Yes sir.”

“Well, at least you’re telling the truth.” Dom said, leaning down to whisper in your ear “‘fraid you would’ve been better off lying, love.” His hand coming down thrice more on your already raw ass. Your teeth dug into your lip as you tried your best to hold back the squeaks that clawed their way up your throat.

“Do you want me to count, daddy?” You offered, trying to earn yourself a few brownie points.

“No, I’ll stop when I’m good and damn ready.” And he did exactly that. Although he didn’t ask you to count, you did so anyway. You found it helped to distract from the pain. You got up to around twenty when he finally stopped, leaning down to place a kiss on your red bottom. It wasn’t that you didn’t like it, but when you were genuinely in trouble with Dom, when you had so blatantly disobeyed him, the spankings came across as a bit more of a genuine punishment than normal. He wanted it to be sexy and feel good, but he also wanted you to know that your behavior was not acceptable. 

“Your ass is so red. Does that hurt?” He asks, concern lacing his tone

“Yes.” You whimper, pouting back at him

“Awh, you poor baby. Probably should’ve thought about that before you decided to break one of my rules.” He said, smacking your ass once again. Shoving you off his lap, he left the room, leaving you alone on the bed, staring at the ceiling as you waited patiently for him to return.

You hadn’t actually seen him as he walked back in the room, only acknowledging his return when you felt his hands wrapping around your wrists. Before you realized what was happening your wrists were tied to the head board, your gorgeous boyfriend hovering over you, pulling your shirt up to admire your tits.

“Since you got to get off, it’s daddy’s turn.” He said, pulling his pants down just enough to pull out his swollen prick, jerking it off inches from your face. He tapped your jaw, your mouth opening at his command, slipping his dick down your mouth slowly. You were gagging before he was all the way in, staring up at him from your place on the bed. He groaned at the feeling of his tip hitting the back of your throat, your gags only encouraging his thrusts as he fell into a rhythm.

“Oh fuck, princess.” He moans, hand wrapped up in your hair, tugging at it lightly, his hips moving methodically as he ruthlessly fucked your throat.

There was a string of spit from your throat to his tip when he pulled out, Dom’s hand coming by to swipe it out of the air. He sat up a bit, placing his balls in your mouth as he continued pleasuring himself, his head hung back in pleasure. You lifted your head in an attempt to return his tip to your mouth, but Dom crawled off of you and stood beside the bed instead.

And there you were, with Dom stood in front of you, hard dick standing at attention, his tip red and swollen.

“I’m sorry, daddy.” You say, choking back tears

“Then why’d you do it, princess? Hm? Just such a horny slut you couldn’t help yourself? You know what I think? I think you did it on purpose because you thought I’d never catch you. I don’t think you’re sorry for doing it, I think you’re sorry you got what you had coming for being such a disobedient little slut.” He hummed, swiping a piece of your hair behind your ear “But thats okay, because I promise” He says, his tone sinister “that after tonight you won’t need to touch that pretty little pussy for awhile.”

“No, I really am sorry for disobeying you, I promise.” You plead, letting your hips flatten against the bed.

“So are you going to tell me why you did it or just keep apologizing? Because only one of those is going to get you anywhere but a wheelchair tonight, pretty girl.” You avoided eye contact, focusing on the pattern of your bed sheets as you tossed the thought around in your head, hesitating to tell him what had really been going on.

“You’ve just been gone for so long and you’re never home anymore. It gets so boring and lonely being here by myself all the time and I wasn’t able to get myself off and you weren’t here to do it so one night I reached into the drawer and I used one of the toys and it just felt so good… ” You rambled, tears welling up in your eyes as the feelings of resentment and loneliness poured out of you all at once. Dom stopped for a moment, untying your hands and moving you up to a sitting position, enveloping you in a tight hug.

“I’m so sorry, princess. I hadn’t even thought of it like that.” His lips connected with yours in a soft kiss, his hand coming up to hold the side of your face, his thumb stroking your cheek. When he pulled away he left a series of kisses all over your face, an apology after each one.

“Come here.” He whispers, pulling you on top of him.

His lips connected with yours as he began pushing himself in, waiting for you to move against him before continuing his actions. His strokes were long and slow, making sure you felt every single inch of him. His lips leave small kisses along the length of your neck, hands gripping at your ass, your own scratching down his back.

“Well, I guess I’m here now.” He jokes, reaching over to grab the vibrator, pressing it firmly against your clit. You were already close from before, the punishment only adding to the little ball of pressure you could feel building in your tummy.

Pathetic, needy whimpers slipped past your lips as your orgasm came over you. 

“I got you princess.” He whispers, you can feel Dom twitch inside you as he comes up on his own, releasing inside you with a heavenly moan. He remained inside you, allowing the two of you to ride out your highs, before pulling out and collapsing next to you. It took you both a moment to catch your breath, but when you did Dom was the first to speak.

“Okay, new rule.” He turned to you “You’re allowed to use the toys when I’m going to be consecutively busy, but if you can I want you to call me, or if I'm busy send me photos. Daddy loves to see his little girl getting off, I don’t wanna miss a thing.” He says, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips.

“Come on, lets go eat.” You said, attempting to sit up, but being pulled back down by Dom.

“Dinner can wait, you need a bath.” He says, picking you up and carrying you into the en suite bathroom. He set you on the counter, mindful of your bum, before turning to heat up the bath water. He turned back to you as he filled the tub, kissing you softly on the lips as he waited. You denied his offer to pick you up and set you in the tub, opting to walk the step and a half there yourself, sinking into the inviting water and letting it soothe your ache.

He seemed extra protective of you, your words obviously going to heart. He couldn’t believe he’d gotten so caught up in his work and left you home all alone feeling like that. Worse yet, you’d expressed these emotions to him before and he shrugged them off. He was determined to make it up to you.

Dom let you pick a bath bomb, watching as you marveled at the colors. He dragged his attention away from you eventually, once again leaving you alone in the room.

When he returned he had a plate of food in his hand, setting it on the edge of the tub for you and playing with your head as you ate, asking you how you’d been while he was away.

He waited for you with a warm towel when you were ready to get out, tentatively drying you off. He allowed you to dress yourself, sitting on the edge of the cabinet as he watched. After dinner and your bath, he tucked you in, placing a kiss on your forehead and promising to be there when you woke up in the morning, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you drifted off to sleep.

[jerry-hornes-foot]

Kinktober ~ Day Five

Anonymous Sex | Double Penetration | Phone Sex

1615 words

18+ only

Steve Harrington x Gender Neutral Reader

Smut

Tags: anonymous sex; hookups; oral sex; handjobs/fingering; anal fingering; bathroom sex; drinking; smoking; not proof read

Any additional tags you would like added please feel free to dm me :)

The fuzzy sound of neon buzzes in your ears as you trudge up the muddy dirt road. This place doesn't look as promising as you'd hoped but it's starting to rain and there's no way you're walking all the way home now. This is, as far as you've been able to gather, the closest bar within walking distance so, for the time being at least, this is going to have to be your local. All you really want to do anyway is meet some people, make some friends. Stop worrying, it'll be fine.

A cursory glance around the room immediately brings to your attention that the average age in this room can't be any lower than 60. Cigar smoke swirls from various dark corners, thickening the already heavy smell of old hops and whisky. You grab yourself a drink from the bar and take a slow walk around the room, scanning the empty tables for a good place to sit.

"I like your t-shirt." A voice calls somewhere behind you.

"Thanks." You reply, horrified at the warm flush you can feel creeping up your cheeks. Signalling into the middle of the room in an attempt to distract from your burning face you continue, with a slight laugh "God it's jumping in here tonight."

Spinning around you find its source. In the occupied booth beside you sits a man, who to your great relief seems to be about your age. He's got a soft face, with a sharp, straight nose, and wide doe-like brown eyes. The top of his head is a thick mass of brown locks, each of which have been swept with extreme care into a very deliberate style. You smile, looking down at your chest for a moment as though unaware of how you are dressed,

He laughs, instantly releasing the tension in your chest, "Tell me about it. It's the only place in town walking distance from my apartment."

"Me too! Whereabouts are you?"

"Just at the back of the hardware store, the one up past the bridge."

"I think I know where you mean," you point your finger in a vague direction, "sorry, I've only been here a week."

He's halfway through a sip of beer but he throws his eyebrows up in exaggerated surprise.

"Oh, really?" He asks, a hand quickly flying over his mouth to wipe the foam away. "You're welcome to join me if you want by the way, if you're not busy."

You talk for an hour or so, every drop of anxiety draining from your body as you listen to this absolute stranger give you a full imaginary tour of the town. You learn that he's lived here his whole life, he had a million jobs in his teenager years all lost to "strange circumstances", and that he was once an athlete (that didn't surprise you, you'd spent a lot of the night admiring his slight, athletic frame). Being with him made you feel strangely relaxed. You even find yourself flirting.

"There's a pool table in the back room if you want to play." He announces, seemingly umprompted.

Before you have a chance to respond he's on his feet. He takes you by the hand and leads you down a small dark corridor to the pool room. Looking down at your clasped hands suddenly, he stares up at you,

"Oh shit, sorry, is this okay?" He asks, awkwardly lifting your hand up to your face so you can see it.

He's stopped just shy of the pool room, so the two of you are almost pressed against each other in the smoky hallway. This close you notice how pretty his eyes are, sparkling even in the grim half-light. There's a sweet smell that floats off him, mingling scents of hairspray and baby powder. You smile at him, pulling his hand back down beside you and tugging him closer,

"Absolutely. Is this okay?" You ask, smoothing a hand up his face and pulling it close to yours.

"Absolutely."

Your faces are pressed hard against each other, kissing so hard it's hard to tell which groans are coming from whose lips. It's not clear at what point you made it into the bathroom, but it doesn't really matter to either of you. Your fingers are tangled in that thick mass of auburn waves, desperately trying to pull his soft lips further into you. You feel a set of fumbling fingertips at your waistband, clumsily trying to undo your jeans without having to relinquish the comfortable hand rest on the small of your back. Eager to keep his lips pressed firmly against yours you slip a hand down and undo your jeans. Immediately you feel his hand appear down your underwear, your hips giving a small involuntary thrust at the sudden sensation. He breaks away from you for a second and stares down at his hand,

"Wow, that didn't take much." A cocky grin is smeared across his face. You grab the back of his neck, wiping the smile away with another firm kiss. His hand against your bare skin is so warm, every action precise and calculated, sending rushes of heat through your whole body. You rock your hips into his movements, moaning hard into his mouth. Reaching a free hand down you make an attempt to undo his jeans but he bats your hand out of the way, moving closer to you and grinding against your thigh. You can feel his hard cock rubbing against the inside of the tight denim and it drives you wild. You feel a tug at your hips as your jeans and underwear are pulled lower. Suddenly his mouth is pulled away from yours, and resituated somewhere far more effective.

Catching a scream between your teeth, painfully aware of how quite it is in the room through the wall, you kick your foot backwards, slamming the heel of your shoe into the base of the sink. Each thrust of his tongue sends shivers down your legs. His fingers are digging hard into your hips, holding you up against the basin. Your fingers feel their way back into his hair and you grip on tightly to ground yourself, focussing hard on the feeling of each soft strand to keep yourself quite as he drives his tongue over your sensitive skin. He's sucking so hard it feels as though your knees are going to give out.

You look down in distress as his lips slip away from you. He's staring up at you, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. Taking his middle middle finger and placing it firmly between your legs, he runs it up the full length of you, sending a shiver up your spine, ending the swift movement with a dramatic flick into his mouth. Keeping his eyes locked with yours he sucks his finger, savouring your taste. Pulling it out of his mouth with a slight pop he leans into you again, tongue tracing stripes of hot tingling pleasure along your skin. A rogue hand slides around your hip and it becomes immediately apparent what he was wetting his finger for. As his finger slips into your hole, every sensation from his mouth become amplified. You bite down on your lip, trembling with the effort it's taking to stay quiet. A flick of his finger and a roll of his tongue, timed to perfection, break your silence. Your knees buckle and you catch yourself on the sink with your elbows, head rolling back as a heavy, gutteral moan breaks from your throat. Looking back down you catch a glimpse of two deep brown eyes peering up at you, before flashing back downwards again.

Your knuckles are white with the force you're using to cling to the edge of the sink. Your head starts to swim, you stare up at the ceiling as your muscles start to twitch. His finger is running in smooth circles behind you, pressing into places you never knew could feel so good, and his head is bobbing with such intensity that you can feel his hair, now wildly dislodged from it's neat style, running over your stomach. Your legs tense as the sensation builds until it is nearly unbearable l, before bursting into a pulsing euphoria that races around your body. His lips stay wrapped around you as you cum, hard.

Your legs feel like jelly. You're still clinging to the sink for dear life. The wide-eyed boy appears in front of you once again and kisses you, you can taste yourself on his lips. He smiles and helps you steady yourself, then heads to the door,

"I'll give you a minute." He says, with a soft smile.

Once you've gathered yourself you wander back you into the pool hall and find him leant against the pool table, cue in hand. That cocky grin is back. Somehow in the time you've been gone his hair has been perfectly sculpted back into place. He tossed you a cue,

"You can break."

You narrow your eyes at him, weakly trying to hide a smile, "I never got to do anything to you."

"I guess you owe me for next time."

"Who says there'll be a next time." You ask, feigning offence.

"Well if you don't want to-"

"Thats not what I said."

You mirror his smug grin and lean over the table to line up your shot. Pulling the cue back you stop and look back up and him, laughing slightly,

"I didn't even ask you your name."

He beams and sidles around the table to stand next to you, pulling himself up to his full height he holds out a formal offer of a handshake,

"Steve Harrington."

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Stray kids reaction to you falling asleep on them

First reaction and request !!! 

Requested by @taeyongsweave​ :> 

Genre:Fluff !

I got the gifs from pinterest so credits to the owners !! I kinda didn’t proofread ? I’m sorry if there spelling errors :< 

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` C H A N ▪

Staying up until 3 am to finish homework while having a date the next morning with Chan was a bad idea. You wanted to finish the homework as soon as possible so you won't be stressing out while on the said date with Chan, so you pulled an all nighter just to finish it. What are you doing for a date? Oh you know just gonna watch the sunrise on the beach, and running on at least an hour of sleep before you two go was kind of a bad idea. You tried staying awake during the car ride there, listening to upbeat music, ordering coffee, and talking to Chan about everything so you won't get sleepy. But that 1 hour of sleep was really taking its toll on you.

"Baby? Are you okay? Are you sure you don't want to take a nap? We still have like 50 mins until we reach the beach, you can get some shut eye while we're still far." He says while gently squeezing your thighs.

"No, its fine. I wanna stay awake so you have company baby." You say as you take a sip of your coffee. "Okay baby if you insist. But when you really can't help it just sleep okay? I'll wake you up when we get there."

50 minutes went by and you guys arrive at the beach, not a lot of people are there to watch the sunrise so it was great for you both. Chan puts the blanket on the ground and you both sit together. You put your head on his shoulder and get comfortable while he rests his hand on your waist, drawing patterns absentmindedly while you both were staring into the ocean. "It's really peaceful here." You state as you hear the ocean waves and birds chirping. "Yeah, especially when you're here." He says while kissing the top of your head. You smile at this and you both enjoy the comfortable silence while waiting for the sunrise.

Minutes passed and Chan could see a little bit of orange peeking out from the horizon. "Babe look." He states while stealing a glance at you. But he notices your eyes closed and your soft breathing prominent against your chest. He chuckles at this, he told you to sleep while you guys were in the car, and yet you didn't listen. But Chan loved you very much so he decided not to wake you up, instead, he pulled you closer to him, kissed the top of your head and made sure you were comfortable, took out his phone to remember the moment and made it his lockscreen. All while thinking how you were so cute while you were sleeping and having the yellows and oranges of light paint your face, did he truly thank you for choosing him and not someone else. Chan truly loved you with all of his heart.

` M I N H O ▪

After a long day of school, all you wanted to do when you got home was crash on your bed and sleep the whole weekend. That was the plan. So when you got home, you didn’t expect Minho on the couch (which he kinda made into a fort that looks really comfy) with pizza on the table with your favorite drink and a movie ready to be played. 

“You’re home!” He says while standing up and hugging you, his (now yours also) 3 cats also welcoming you home. You hug him back and nuzzle your face in his neck. “I’m so tired.” 

“I know baby, thats why I made this. Now go upstairs and change into your pajamas, we’re gonna relax all weekend, we deserved it.” He pecks your lips and gently pushes you into your room to change. 5 minutes later and you guys are cuddled up on the fort he made, with Soon-ie, Doong-ie, and Dori also snuggled up next to you guys. You put you head on Minho’s chest and he starts patting your head. Both of you watch the movie, but halfway through it you feel your eyelids drooping and you really wanted to fight it because times like this with Minho were kinda rare because of both your busy schedules. But you can’t help it, everything was just so relaxing and comfortable, and before you knew it you were asleep. Minho kinda didn’t notice at first because he was so immersed in the film but when he asked you a question and didn’t get an answer he glanced at you and noticed you were fast asleep. He just kinda looks at you, not in a weird way, in a wow-I-really-love-you-and-I-kinda-maybe-wanna-spend-my-life-with-you kinda look. You just looked so adorable and soft, and his heart was melting more when Dori cuddled up to you from behind. He can get used to this, days where you guys were just relaxing with the cats, like a family. 

` C H A N G B I N ▪

Changbin and you were only on the first stages of your relationship. You guys haven’t even had your first kiss yet. You both were just really shy because you liked each other so much, and God forbid if he saw you sleeping. Nope, you weren’t letting him see you sleep. It’s cause you had this habit of opening your mouth when you sleep, and for you it was not flattering, especially when you drool, for you it was your least favorite part about your sleeping habits. Why can’t everyone just sleep cutely? Like the ones in the movies. So when Changbin invited you over to the dorms and you stayed there until 1am, he insisted you stayed the night. 

“No, It’s fine Binnie, I can walk myself home, it’s not that far.” 

“What kind of a boyfriend would I be if I let my baby walk alone at this time of night? Come on babe just stay, please?” He says while giving you a cute pout. Who can resist his pout? No one. “Okay fine, but I need to borrow some clothes, I didn’t pack any. Also no funny business okay.” 

“I promise. I respect you so much that no funny business will happen without your consent, okay ?” He leads you to his room, which he shares with the other boys, kinda uncomfortable because a handful of the boys will see your sleeping face, but you can just sleep facing the wall and hope that you won’t move as much through the night. You change into changbins sweats and tshirt, which was really big on you but he insisted that it looked just fine. Okay now you guys were kinda facing the ceiling, yes, both of you were. As I said you both were on your first months of dating so cuddling or even sharing a bed was very new to the both of you guys.

“Uhm.. Are you comfortable?” He asks. “Kinda? I think I’m gonna sleep on my side so I can get comfortable. Goodnight Binnie.” You say and kiss his cheek, turning to your left side.

“Oof, Changbin won’t get cuddles tonight, I owe Seungmin money now.” Minho states as he looks over at both of you. “Shut it.” Changbin says giving Minho a glare. Minho puts his hands up and faces the other side. You chuckle at this and internally apologize to Changbin. 

Next morning rolls by and Changbin can’t feel his left arm. He was confused as to why, but when he saw you next to him and hugging his torso, while your mouth was open, looking like a literal angel to Changbin, he didn’t mind too much. He lets you sleep a few more minutes, just admiring your beauty and being thankful that he convinced you to stay the night. 

“Awww, why you gotta cuddle? Now I owe Minho hyung money.” Seungmin says as he peeks inside the room. “Quiet, Y/N is still sleeping.” Seungmin glances at you and laughs a little. “Are you sure she’s asleep? Kinda looks a little dead to me.” Changbin Chucks a pillow at his face which makes him leave the room. “Don’t listen to him baby, you look really cute right now while you’re sleeping.” He says while moving away stray hairs that was covering your face. As if you could hear him, you smile while you were sleeping and Changbin could feel his heart beat ten times faster because of you.

` H Y U N J I N ▪

Sitting on the dance studio's couch at 1 am wearing Hyunjins oversized sweater and shorts was not what you expected your friday night would be. Hyunjin called you over at midnight asking you to come and keep him company while he practiced the new choreo that was taught. You being crazy, agreed and went to where he was.

An hour passed of him doing the same move, you got worried. You knew that when Hyunjin over exerted himself he would get sick. And you didn't want him sick. He was extra clingy ang whiny when he got sick. Not that you minded, it was just you didn't get to finish anything when he was sick cause he will trap you in his arms the whole day.

"Hyunjin I think you should rest. You've been doing that move for over an hour. You're going to get sick if you don't rest and drink water." You say while already holding his bottle of water. He looks at you and sees just how small you looked wearing his sweater. He can't just say no when it comes to you.

"Okay-" He stops the music and walks over to you. "-just for 15 minutes though. I really need to get this one right." He sits next to you and gets the water bottle that you were handing to him. Giving you a peck on the cheek as a thank you. You rest your head back and close your eyes.

"Wake me up in 15 minutes okay? If I hear the music playing again or hear your sneakers I will drag you out of here and take you home." You say to him.

"Ooh, my baby is feisty tonight." He jokingly says. "Okay y/n I'll wake you up in 15 minutes. But I think you'll get a stiff neck if you sleep like that. Why don't you put your head on my lap? So that you're comfortable and it ensures that I stay here?"

"Nice thinking babe." You say as you put your head on his lap. He pats your head to help you fall asleep faster. "Oh when we get home you need to shower right away okay? We can't risk you getting sick." You say and shiver a little because of your exposed legs.

Hyunjin notices this and reaches inside his bag. Pulling out a jacket, he unzips it and puts it on your legs.

"Okay baby, will do." He continues patting your head, and soon enough he can hear your light snores and the subtle twitching of your fingers. Small habits that you have when you sleep. You looked so cute like this. Although Hyunjin was kind of sorry because he asked you to go to the studio at midnight.

"I can't believe you went here wearing shorts. What if some creep saw you? I won't be there to protect you." He frowns at this. "I'm sorry Y/N. Next time I'll just go home and cuddle you where you can sleep comfortably." He admires you for a couple of minutes, not realizing that his head was slowly leaning back and his eyes closing. The day of dancing was finally gaining up to him. Next thing you guys knew, it was already morning and Hyunjin was was hot to the touch.

"You didn't get to shower! Now you're sick!" You say to him.

"Hehe, I'm sorry baby." He says innocently smiling at you.

`J I S U N G ▪

Jisung was on the bed on his phone, playing with the other boys. While you on the other hand was drowning yourself in homework for the past 2 hours. Jisung actually came home 30 minutes ago and kissed your cheek then played on his phone. He knew not to disturb you so much when you were doing your homework because when you got motivated to do your work, you don’t take a break, because if you take a break, you will procrastinate the whole day so you just hope to finish your work before 5pm so you have time to cuddle your boyfriend. 30 minutes later you close your book very loudly and practically throw yourself on Jisung who was still playing on his phone.

“Boyfriend I now acquire attention.” You say as you cuddle his chest with his arms around you so he can still continue playing the racing game.  “Wait baby one more round with the boys and I’m all yours.” minutes passed and you felt your eyelids get heavy. All the hours of being slouched on your desk answering the homework really got to you. You snuggle closer to Jisung, your face squeezed on the crook of his neck. You give him a peck there before closing your eyes.

Jisung closes his phone and puts it on the bedside table. He bear hugs you and kisses your crown. “Should I wake you up? Nah you look cute right now, I can’t wake you up now.” He says in a baby voice to your sleeping form. “I can like scream right now and wake you up? A fun way to wake someone up, don’t you think baby?” Jisung was a weirdo. He moved you a little so he can entangle your legs together. He puts the blanket up to your chin to ensure that you won’t get cold and hugs you closer. 

“I can’t do that to you baby. You look so cute when you sleep I can’t possibly ruin it by screaming into your ears. I love you so much sweet dreams sweetheart.” He says as he places a last kiss on your head and drifts of to sleep with you.  

` F E L I X ▪

Being bestfriends with Felix was very tiring, in a good way. He was always hyper and a living meme. Everytime you were with him was like being with a 6 year old with a sugar rush all day. But thats why you loved him. Yep, you loved him, you don’t know when it started, maybe it was when he brought you to your favorite cafe when you got a bad score to cheer you up, or when he smiles at you and waves when he sees you in the distance, or maybe when he does this dance when he wins a game and he sometimes asks you to join him dance. Maybe it was all of it. So when Felix texted you that he was coming over you started preparing when he was gonna come to your house. Preparing by putting on lip tint and washing your face to look a tad bit presentable. 

“Woah, are you wearing lip tint? You never wear lip tint at home though?” He asks as he takes off his shoes by the door. “I was having a little selfie session before you came?” You said, well by the way you said it, it kinda sounded like a question. “Really? Send them to me, I need a new homescreen.” You stop at this. “I’m your homescreen?” 

“Well, yeah, who else would be my homescreen? I saw your phone, and I was your homescreen so it’s normal right?” Ouch yeah, it is normal, you both were bestfriends for so long that this was normal for you guys. “I mean, sure, I’ll send them to you.” 

You both go to your room and he jumps on your bed. “So what do wanna do?” He asks. “Weren’t you the one that invited yourself? I thought you had a plan?” He shrugs at this. “I’m just winging everything at this point Y/N, mostly with maths, yeah that one, I’m really winging that one.” You laugh at this. “Want me to teach you?”

“Aren’t you also kinda failing math?” “Look lets just watch a tutorial or something so we both learn.” You say as you get your laptop and put it at the end of the bed. “But thats boring, I came here to spend time with you, not learn.” You pass him your notes and put your head on his lap. “Look, I’m not failing math, I’m good at it, average at best, but you. All I can say is you need this more than I do Lix. So just watch one episode and I’ll just be here monitoring your work.” You say as you pick a lesson that you previously had at school. “And why is your head is on my lap?” He asks. “Cause it’s comfy, now go and learn!” You say as you play the video. Felix seems to be immersed and learning things cause he was writing stuff on your notes and answering the questions the video asks. Kinda boring now because you didn’t expect Felix to actually answer them. So you decide to take a nap while he was preoccupied. 

“Hey if x is equal to 82 then the answer would be-” He glances at you and sees that you were asleep. He stops the video and puts the notebook down. “What are you doing to me Y/N?” He asks himself in particular. Felix had this crush on you, and he definitely knows when it started. He didn’t really know if you also had feelings for him, he doesn’t wanna do something that can make things awkward so he just keeps his mouth shut. But while you were looking so cute sleeping on his lap, he just can’t help but take a picture. So he does, he takes a picture of the mirror on  the front of your bed and puts a hand on your head. “Cute” He says as he makes it his lockscreen photo, saving the homescreen for the selfies you were gonna send him later. Maybe one day he’ll confess, but while he doesn’t have the courage yet, he’ll just admire you from the sides.  

` S E U N G M I N ▪

You and Seungmin woke up extra early today because he invited you over for a beach day with the boys. When you guys arrived, they were all ready to jump in the water, but you being the mom in your friend group stopped them.

"Guys! You haven't put on sunscreen yet!" You say as you wave the sunscreen up. They all stop halfway through and runs back to you. You laugh at them of how cute they look right now. Once they were done they bolted back into the water.

The boys left you with Seungmin. "I'll help you set up babe." He says while grabbing an umbrella from you.

"No! I'll set up while you-" You take the umbrella from his hands. "-have fun with the boys. This is rare that you guys get to have a rest day, and let alone do it on the beach. So you leave this to me and you go have fun with the boys." You say while pushing him near the ocean.

"But-"

"No buts! Now go have fun!" You turn away from him covering your ears to show that whatever he says will not make you change your mind. He smiles at you, even though you weren't looking at him, then runs over to where the boys were, joining in on the fun.

The day consisted of you taking care of the boys. Making sure everyone ate well and applied sunscreen again before going in the water. After lunch, Seungmin came up to you, all wet because of the ocean.

"Come on Y/N join us!" He says while trying to get you up from your sitting position on the blanket.

"I'll stay here Seung. No one will look after our belongings if I join you guys so I'll just stay." You say trying to convince him.

"Chan is gonna rest for a while, he can watch our things while he rests and you can join us. Come on we haven't even taken photos yet." He says pouting at you. How can you resist the pout? You agree and he takes your hand in his and runs to the water.

You guys have fun splashing around all day. When it was time to leave, everyone was exhausted. The drive home was silent, apart from the calm music that was playing on the speakers. You and Seungmin were at the back, your head on his shoulders and his head leaning on yours.

"Thanks for inviting me Seung, I had a really fun day." You say while closing your eyes. The tiring day taking its toll on you.

"I'm glad you had fun babe. But all you did was look after us. I really appreciate that babe, but I feel bad that you only got to enjoy the beach for a few hours. You set up everything and even grilled for us! I'm really thank-" He stops mid sentence cause he notices how your head was hanging lower and lower from the bumps that you guys were passing by. He holds your head and sighs. You probably were very tired from all the things you did the whole day. 

He felt guilty, but when he looked at the photos you guys took, he saw how your eyes were sparkling while splashing him with water, and how your smile was so big when you guys managed to bury Chan in the sand. He smiles and holds your hand, whispering something to you even though he knows you can’t hear him.

"I love you very much."

` J E O N G I N ▪

Jeonginie, sweet baby uwu. 

So you and Jeongin were really good friends. Both of you became close because some of your friends were friends with his friends. So you guys kinda had this big ass group that did everything together. Hence the weekly movie night at one of your friends place. You guys squeezed next to each other, feeling awkward cause you both weren’t used to being this close. Everyone was immersed in the film, except Jeongin. The poor boy couldn’t think straight with how close you were to each other. The only thing running through his head was “Oh my God, oh my God, can they feel my heart beating so fast? Am I too tense? What if they think I’m weird that I’m just sitting here? Of course you’re just gonna sit Jeongin you’re watching a movie.” He continues to have thoughts like this running through his head, not thinking about the facial expressions he was showing. 

“Are you okay Innie?” What were you doing to him? When you said his nickname he felt like his heart was gonna combust. “O-oh? Y-yeah I’m good.” He says while sitting straighter than before. “If you say so.” You say and face the tv. You subconsciously put your head on his shoulder and I kid you not, he almost malfunctions. He was so red and he was shifting so much that you thought he wasn’t comfortable, so you took your head off of his shoulder. “Sorry I made you uncomfortable.” 

“No it’s nothing like that y/n. It’s just.. Look it’s fine if you do it I don’t mind.” He awkwardly reaches for your head and puts it on his shoulder. You get comfortable and Jeongin is still kinda tense but you don’t mind. 10 minutes later he feels your head was slowly slipping from his shoulder, he gently holds your head and adjust his seat so your head can comfortably rest on his shoulder while you were sleeping. 

He looks around to see if any of your friends notice what was going on and breathes out when he sees that everyone was still watching and paying no mind to both of you. He gently caresses your hair and appreciates how peaceful you look right now. Damn, he was whipped for you and for you only. He doesn’t notice it, but he eventually falls asleep too. You both wake up when hushed whispers and the sound of clicking is heard around you. Not to mention a flash that was so strong it almost blinded you by how close it was to your face. 

“Jisung! We told you to take the flash off!” You hear one of your friends whisper. “I’m sorry I thought I had it off!” Jisung says. You open your eyes and the sight that greets you is your friends and their phones close to your face. 

“What are you guys doing?” You say as you rub your eyes. “You and Jeongin just looked so cute while sleeping we needed to take pictures.” She shoves her phone to your face and you have to admit, you guys do look cute together. 

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Prompt #6 - Korra

For: fvckingeetar - hopefully you like this!

Prompt 6 : ’God her smile could light up the world, and her toned body would sweep me off my feet, and her eyes, the window to her soul, which are looking at me, which are glaring at me, which are getting closer?’

Words: 2,262

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You always had your nose in a book no matter where you went, always escaping the world of reality and entering a new one full of adventure and love, which brought you here today, a hopeless romantic always in search of adventure and your true love. Thats cheesy and you know it, but you couldn’t help it, always falling in love with the brave characters that sought out to help others. You just hoped that someday, you could fall for someone just as brave as the characters in your books. Except, thats the problem. You did. To be exact, the biggest hero of them all, the avatar. Korra. 

Avatar Korra was… unique. An annoying teenager if you ask her mother, but didn’t all parents find teenagers to be annoying? I couldn’t help it though, from the moment she walked, well rode into town on her polar bear dog, Naga to fight off the equalists, she had my heart. God, her smile could light up the world, and her toned body would sweep me off my feet, and her eyes, the window to her soul, which are looking at me, which are glaring at me, which are getting closer? 

I frowned as I watched Korra advance on me, not sure what to do, but hoped I wouldn’t break out in another blush attack which happened all the time around Korra. I was about to question what she was doing when-

“Hey you, enough sitting around and reading, you promised me you were going to help me train!” Korra huffed out as she grabbed my book and tossed it aside.

“HEY! I was reading that!” 

“I know, but you’re supposed to be helping me! Now common, put these gloves on and help me train!” Korra threw the gloves at you, and you pushed your glasses up and put on the gloves. 

“Remind me why you chose me out of all people to help you. I trip over my own feet getting dressed for the morning, what makes you think I can help you train to take the White Lotus down?” You ask as Korra starts to throw some punches at the gloves. While you’d always admire her toned body, you prefer to admire it from a distance, not be on the receiving end of it. 

“Because, everyone else is busy, and with recruiting the air benders, I feel like I haven’t really got a chance to hang out with you lately.” Korra shrugged as she continued to hit a few different swings at your gloves. You kept moving back as she got more intense with her hits, and you were starting to really feel the impact of the hits. Sure you were apart of ‘team avatar’, but more on the logical side of things, and engineering. You weren’t a fighter by far, you admired the art form of technique in how one fights, especially during pro bending tournaments. Thats how you met Korra, when she joined the Fire Ferrets, and you were a big fan, always routing for the underdog. 

You were at the game when the equalizes attacked, and though you’re not a fighter, your mother did teach you everything she knew about chi-blocking and redirecting one’s energy from your opponent back to them. You rarely ever had to use the self defense, but knew it for emergencies, and with your skills, you helped get a lot of people out to safety, including some officers, along with helping the Fire Ferrets get free. Since that day, Bolin would invite you to everything they did as a group, and soon enough, you became apart of team avatar. Granted you still hated fighting, but you could help be the get a way car, or help Asami design some new models of Sato mobiles and other inventions. You were a fire bender, but almost never used your bending unless it was to warm tea. 

Whenever you would get flustered though, you would usually create static in the air or a spark would go off due to your emotions which was heavily influencing your bending. Korra would often tease you of these moments, which was never helpful due to the fact that you began to develop a crush on the avatar. Sure you knew she had mixed feelings about Mako, but you pretended sometimes that she didn’t. But eventually reality would hit you in the face, and you’d have to come out of it. 

“Oh no, are you okay?!” Korra shouting as you went down hard. Korra missed the target, and hit your face, sending you down to the floor as your glasses went flying off your face, and you were laying on the ground groaning. 

“I am so sorry, I was trying a new combo, and miscalculated it!” Korra said as she pulled some water and started to heal your face which was already producing a blacken eye. You weakly pulled your glasses off the ground and rubbed the dirt off and just smiled up at her. Even when she was punching you in the face, you were still in awe by her. Of course you had to ruin the moment though, and felt the static in the air cause Korra’s hair to go up, and a little zap to the back of her neck. 

“OW! Hahaha, you did it again!” Korra teased, as she helped you off the floor and readjusted your glasses, and took the gloves back, resigning for the day. 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever Korra.”

“Seriously though, are you okay, I hit you pretty hard there.” Korra asked examining your face. 

“I’m good.” You say shyly as you stare into her bright blue eyes. She stared back into yours as she looked from your eyes to your lips and back to your eyes, you didn’t know what to do, but felt yourself leaning in slowly…

“Hey guys, come quick, the air benders have been kidnapped!” Mako ran out to the two girls who quickly ran inside with him. 

—-

*skipping all the fighting scenes and Korra gets poisoned, and is trying to recover out in the south pole but is struggling, cue in you, where you come to see Korra and work with her on her progression* 

—-

After getting off the ship and stepping into the deep snow, you trudged through to the cabin where Korra stays at and greet her parents who you’ve previously arranged with to surprise Korra to help her get better. Everyone has missed the young avatar, but not quite like you. Whereas everyone has missed her bubbly personality and energy, you crave her smile, and her jokes. You miss her laugh and energy. You miss how safe she made you feel. You miss everything about her, and though it might be selfish, you had to come see her, you couldn’t go another day, you needed to be near her and help her get better. You needed her to come home to you, even if she ended up with Mako, you needed her home to make you feel better. 

You didn’t even bother with settling in. You went straight to her room and knocked on the door. There was silence, so you knocked a little louder this time, bracing yourself to see what has happened to the young avatar over the past few months. 

After a moment, you couldn’t stop yourself. You opened the door and walked in. Inside Korra was laying in bed staring at the ceiling, but she was awake. She didn’t try to hide that she wasn’t. You weren’t sure what was worse, the fact that she openly ignored you or pretending to be asleep. You pushed those thoughts aside and walked over to her bed and kneeled down. 

“What are you doing here?” Korra asked quietly . 

“I came to check up on you. I miss you.” You say just as quietly , taking in her look. She looked as if she hadn’t gotten a goodnight’s sleep since she left. Which was probably true in her case, granted neither have you. 

“I’m fine. Go home.” Korra said, unmoving. 

“I just got here, I’m not going home.” You respond, brows furrowing. 

“I didn’t ask you to come here. In fact, I said stay away, so go away.” Korra replied. 

“Korra, can’t you see I came to help you. I’m here to make sure you get better.” You reply reaching out. She pulls away and finally looks at you, making eye contact, and though you’ve missed those blue eyes of hers, you regret your word choice instantly. 

“You think I’m not trying that everyday? I’m the avatar. I’m supposed to ensure peace and balance remains in the world, and I can’t even walk.” Korra shouted, pushing you away. “Tenzin and the rest of them all keep telling me to get better like I’m not already trying. It’s my job to ensure the world is peaceful.” She sighs.

“Your purpose is more than just keeping peace between the nations and spirits, Korra.” You sigh out while reaching to put a hand on her shoulder, having it kill you inside watching her struggle so much. 

“Then what is it? All my life my purpose has been to train to keep peace, if thats not it, what is it?” Korra sighed out quietly looking away. You took a moment to contemplate what she said. Before you really had an idea of what you were saying, you got down on your knees and took her hand in yours and turned her head to look at you. 

“You have more than one specific purpose. Yes, ensuring peace amongst all is apart of that, but so is taking care of yourself. So is ensuring you come back to us, your friends, me. Come back for me Korra. I need you. Everyone is focusing on how you need to get better at your own time, but I need you to get better for me too. I miss you, and, and… and I love you Korra. I always have, and seeing you like this is killing me. Please get better for me.” You whispered out staring deeply into her eyes while a single tear slipped down your face.

“You… you love me? Like, more than friends?” Korra asked while searching your eyes trying to connect the puzzle pieces together. 

“Yes, you idiot.” You laughed and looked away, not exactly sure what you thought her response would be, but that wasn’t exactly it. Before you could put too much thought into it, you were suddenly embraced in a hug, and thrown to the floor. Surprised, you looked through the brown lock and into the bright blue eyes above you. 

“YOU LOVE ME!” Korra screamed out while peppering your face with tiny kisses all over, and in that moment, you could’ve died. You’ve never expressed such bliss within, and thats all you could ever ask for, is to see her smile and that happy face of hers once again. You smiled up at her, as the door banged open and Korra’s parents rushed in to the sudden shouting, and once they looked at the two of you, just chuckled and left. 

“You really love me? Why haven’t you said anything before?” Korra asked pulling away and sitting back up giving you space to breathe, even though you didn’t protest her crushing you. You readjusted your glasses and sat next to her, and pulling the blankets over the both of you. 

“Well, yeah. I always have. I wasn’t sure what you were going to say, or how you would react, and you were so busy with the public, I didn’t want to get in the way…” You shrugged while snuggling closer with Korra, because the south pole was freaking cold.

Korra sat in thought for a while, but you didn’t mind, you just missed being close with her, and snuggling up with her, and just enjoying her presence. That’s all you ever wanted, and you never wanted it to end. 

“Okay.” Korra said after awhile. 

“Okay what?” You asked puzzled.

“I’ll do it. I’ll stop pushing you away. I was so focused on getting better, and pushing people away to get there, because I was supposed to be the one supporting everyone. Not getting the support, but its nice, and I have missed all of you guys, and you. I don’t know what my feelings for you are, but I know they’re more intense than whatever I had with Mako.” Korra said while leaning her head on your shoulder. You just smiled slightly to yourself and brushed her forehead with a kiss. 

“That’s all I ever wanted, to be let in. I’m always here.” You say softly as you notice Korra slipped into a sleep against you, and you couldn’t imagine anything more peaceful than this moment with her, and were excited to see where this took the two of you.

—-

Wow, so after 2K words, I did a bit of rambling, but I hope this is something that you were hoping for. I feel like this was a much longer prompt story than anticipated. I’m still working on my writing, and trying to hone in my ADHD into coherent sentences and pace and tie things together, and not ramble as much. Let me know how you liked it!! Thanks for reading!! 

[shotokimchi]

Heartless (Bakugou x Fem!Reader) vs (Kirishima x Fem!Reader)

Summary: ANGST, ANGST, ANGST...

A/n: If you have any ideas for me, please dont be shy and message me! I will gladly write for you. Please make sure to check it out Spices and Love HERE!

You were sitting in your room, with red puffy eyes and messy hair. Your clean and cute room was now a mess. When you were about to wash your face you got a notification, sighing you made your way towards the phone, it was a message from Kirishima. Kirishima tried to reach you for hours but you left him on read, you didnt wanted to see anyone at the moment. Then you heard a knock on your door and sighed “I wanna be alone.” Your voice cracked at the end and your face turned into a scowl. *Ugh, i feel sick.* then you heard the knock again and slapped your forehead “What do you-” Your words died in your throat and you saw a familiar brunette. It was her, the one who ruined everything, the one who told you that she was your best friend then stabbed you on the back. You tried to slam the door shut but she immediately pushed it back “Y/n, please listen!” You felt the anger rising, when you were angry you were way too scary, sometimes even Bakugou looked soft compared to you. “Leave, now!” You screamed and tried to close the door then you heard a 3rd voice “Uraraka-san, stop it!” It was Momo, she was your everything. You gave a sigh of relief and continued to push the door, then Momo grabbed Uraraka’s arm and tried to yank her back without hurting her. “Wait, i need to talk to her!” She tried to reach towards the door but Momo tightened her hold on Uraraka’s arm and replied “She needs some time right now, dont push things.” Uraraka sighed and left. Momo’s room was next to yours so it made her hear every single thing that happened around you. When Uraraka’s figure dissapeared she immediately knocked on your door “Y/n-chan, its me.” She waited and the door slowly opened “Momo-chan...” Your eyes started to water and she pulled you into a hug. “Lets go inside” she smiled and holded your hand. When she saw your room her mouth was on the floor, you were a clean and organised person but now the tissues, and the glass of the broken lamp was everywhere. “Y/n-chan you cant walk around, you can cut your toes!” She called Mina and Jirou for help and five minutes later they were in front of your door. Mina pulled you into a tight hug and Jirou patted your head with a small smile, Mina tried to lift your spirits so she tried to give her biggest smile “Let’s clean!” You tried to smile but it looked more like a grimace. When you bent down to pick up the tissues Jirou crouched down beside you and grabbed your hand “No, you go sit on the bed!” the other two nodded and you sighed “But, i cant let you clean my room, i wanna help.” Momo cupped your cheek and smiled “You are tired Y/n-chan, please go sit.” You gave a defeated sigh and plopped down on your bed. When you started to wiggle your toes Mina turned to look at you and gasped in shock “Y/n-chan, your feet?!” When Momo and Jirou turned to look at you their face turned pale and you raised a brow “What about my fe-” You saw the cuts under them caused by the glass of your nightstand lamp. “I-i didnt noticed.” Mina frowned and putted her hands on her hips “Thats it! Im calling Kirishima!” You tried to get up but after looking under your feet, you realised the pain. Kirishima was one of your best friends so you knew that he was going to get more worried than he needed to “N-no!” But you were too late, Mina dialed his number and told your situation and after 3 minutes you heard loud bangs and slapped your forehead, when Mina turned the doorknob Kirishima barged in and ran towards you “Y/n!” He grabbed your shoulders and started to examine you “K-kiri, im fine!” He looked at you with worry and sadness. You sighed and pulled him into a hug “Why were you ignoring my texts?!” He raised his voice but regretted it, he was just trying to understand what happened. “Im sorry, Kiri...” He sighed and flicked your forehead “Y/n, i should be the one who’s apologising.” You immediately understood where he was getting at so you pinched his cheeks “Dont you dare blame yourself Kirishima Eijiro!” He felt guilty and it wasnt even his fault it was his best friend’s. “Owieee!” He grabbed your wrists and tried to stop you then you started to giggle and his eyes softened. You were finally laughing...

After Kirishima got a call from Mina, Bakugou saw the worry in his eyes and immediately understood that it was about you, shitty hair was trying to reach your for hours. Kaminari sighed loudly and looked at Sero “I wonder what happened.” Sero shrugged and looked at Bakugou “What are you looking at?” He barked and Sero frowned. Kaminari sighed and looked at Bakugou “Dude, chill.” Bakugou scoffed and got up from his seat “Im going to my room, i dont wanna deal with anyone.” He walked towards the elevator and left.

-

“Y/n, can you tell us what happened?” Jirou asked, you were sitting on your bed with Momo and Jirou, Mina and Kirishima were sitting on the floor. Everyone was looking at you with curious but sad eyes, you didnt told them what happened but they knew that your heart was broken. You took a deep breath and started to explain as calm as possible “This morning, when i was walking towards the classroom... I saw Bakugou and Uraraka.” Jirou raised a brow “They were making out.” Kirishima’s eyes widened and Mina shouted “But you guys are dating?!” Your nails were leaving marks on your thigs “No Mina... I walked towards them and pushed him, i tried to confront him but i learned that...” You squeezed your eyes shut and Momo patted your back “Learned what?” Jirou whispered “I learned that he was using me to make Uraraka jelaous.” Kirishima gritted his teeth “This is unacceptable.” He growled and Mina stood up “Y/n!” She pulled you in a tight hug and you started to cry. Everyone in the classroom knew that you were in love with Bakugou for 3 years, at first everyone was shocked because you were strong and intelligent some of the guys from other classes gave you a nickname, “Unapproachable” some of them tried to ask you out but you always refused, your heart was screaming ‘Katsuki’. So when he asked you out you felt like the happiest girl in the world. “He tossed me out because Uraraka feels the same about him.” You started to shake and Kirishima couldnt watch you suffer so he got up and rushed towards the common room.

-

“Where is Bakugou?” Kaminari panicked bc of the harsh tone, it was Kirishima. He had never seen him so angry, he gulped and answered “In his room, everything ok ?” Kirishima gave a firm nod and walked towards the elevator, Kaminari looked at Sero and they both stood up “You guys stay here.” Kirishima said with a firm tone. Kaminari shook his head “Dude, we are in this together i dont know what happened but you are my best friend.” Sero nodded and tried to smile, Kirishima relaxed and thanked them.

-

Bakugou was laying on his bed and staring at the ceiling, he knew what he did was wrong bc you always cared about him even when he was a jerk but his pride was too important so instead of apologising he avoided you like nothing happened. When he saw the broken expression on your face he regretted his actions but he had a crush on Uraraka. At first his plan didnt seemed so cruel to him, he was going to flirt with you, make Uraraka jelaous then make her confess to him. Things got out of hand and he found himself asking you out. He knew about your feelings and he hated himself for playing with them but when he saw the looks Uraraka was giving you both, he forgot about you and continued. He started to get touchy with you whenever she was around. There was jelaousy in her eyes but something else was there too... Fear, sadness and regret. She didnt wanted to stab her best friend on the back and Bakugou knew that, he couldnt help it, he wanted her. So today, when Uraraka wanted to talk with him, he got excited and forgot about you. She came with a serious expression on her face “Bakugou we need to talk.” He tried to hide his smirk but failed “What do you want pink cheeks?” She crossed her arms “Stop playing with my friend’s feelings.” He chuckled and answered “Are you worried about her or is it about your own feelings?” Her eyes widened and she blushed “This is not about us, Bakugou! You are playing with her, you know that she has a crush on you.” Bakugou’s smirk dropped and he sighed “Tch, i know that. Then why are you watching and not helping her?” She froze “I-i want her to be happy.” Bakugou wanted to laugh but controlled himself “I cant make her happy and you know that.” she sighed “We are both selfish...” Bakugou grabbed her wrist and looked at her in the eyes “So... what about it? Lets be selfish.” He pulled her into a heated kiss and thats when they both heard a gasp. Your eyes were wide, brows were furrowed and legs were trembling. Bakugou’s heart stopped, he didnt thought seeing the expression on your face would make him so sad. “W-what are you doing?” your voice cracked and you started to walk towards him “Y/n-chan please listen!” Uraraka immediately pushed him and tried to grab your hand but you avoided contact and grabbed Bakugou by his collar. “Why...?” Your pupils were trembling, he opened his mouth but nothing came out. You started to shake him “Give me a reason!” Uraraka grabbed your arm “Y/n im so sorry!” You pushed her and shouted “You are sorry because you got caught!” Bakugou crouched next to her and helped her up “Y/n!” He warned you with a harsh tone and your blood started to boil. “You asshole, you owe me an explanation, i loved you and thats what im getting for return?!” Uraraka’s eyes were glued to the floor, Bakugou looked at you in the eyes and opened his mouth “I never had a crush on you, i asked you out because... I wanted her.” Your vision become blurry with tears and you gave them a disgusted look “Y/n please!” Uraraka shouted but you turned around and left. When class started, he sat down he looked at your desk and it was empty, Aizawa came and told that you werent feeling well. Everyone in the classroom got worried especially Momo and Kirishima. They were clueless, he decided to stay quiet. *BAM BAM BAM* The loud bang on the door woke him up from his thoughts, he groaned and opened the door “What do you-” When he was about to scold the one who interrupted him, he saw his best friend standing in front of the door with bloody red eyes, Kaminari and Sero were grabbing his shoulders but when he saw Bakugou’s face he yanked them off and punched him in the face “You were my biggest role model, you were my best friend... How could you do something so wrong?!” He shouted and Bakugou groaned “Leave me alone.” He demanded but Kirishima continued to look at him with anger, Kaminari and Sero ran towards him and tried to calm him down but it didnt worked “Bro calm down!” Kaminari shouted but when he received a glare from Kiri, he stopped trying. “How can you play with Y/n’s feelings?! You knew that she liked you, how can you play with someone like they dont have any emotions?!” Sero and Kaminari was even more confused, Sero decided to step in “What do you mean Kirishima?” Kirishima turned around and glared “He dated Y/n because he liked Uraraka. He used Y/n.” Kaminari let out a gasp and Sero’s eyes widened “What...?” Sero’s question was more like a whisper. Kirishima only got angrier and he kicked Bakugou in the stomach, Bakugou lost his patience and screamed back “I cant deal with you right now!” He punched Kiri back and now they were wrestling on the floor. When they got too intense the other guys in the floor informed Aizawa and he separated them. 

-

Mina’s phone was ringing, she looked at the contact info and saw Kaminari’s ID. “”Whats up?” Her face dropped and she looked at you, Momo and Jirou gave questioning looks. “Y/n, Kiri and Bakugou... They got into a fight.” You immediately stood up and rushed towards the common room “Y/n wait for us!” Jirou shouted but you were too deaf to hear it. When you arrived Kirishima was sitting on the couch with an icepack in his hands “Kiri!” You ran towards him and some of the guys turned to look at you “Y/n-chan... What happened to your feet?” Midoriya pointed at your bandaged feet and you shook your head “Nothing important Midoriya, dont worry.” Todoroki frowned but you paid no mind and crouched in front of Kirishima. “Idiot, what did you do?” You grabbed the icepack and pushed it on his cheek.” He hissed but gave you a small smile “I didnt do anything.” You sighed “Kirishima, dont get into trouble because of me.” He frowned and flicked your forehead “Owie! What was that for?!” He pouted “You are my best friend! I would gladly get into trouble for you!” Your eyes widened and your cheeks started to burn. He closed his eyes and gave you the biggest smile he could manage “You are important Y/n!” The mood was better and the other guys started to smile. Bakugou watched the interaction from afar and he realised that... He just made the biggest mistake.

A/N: If you want a part 2 just reblog and let me know! Also if you have suggestiongs dont be shy and message me!

[qveenmikaelson]

Otherside

Paring: Massimo x Reader 

Word Count: 2,464

Requested By @ee101abc

Warnings: Character Death, Swearing, Fluff If You Squint, Angst .. I Think Thats It 

A/n : Im Sorry For Taking Forever In Posting But Between Running A Business, Working To Fund Said Business, And Being In School Its A Little Hard Finding The Free Time To Write But I Promise I’m Going To Find A Way, I Haven’t Forgot About You All . So Anyways I Hope You Enjoy And Sorry For Any Mistakes Seeing As To How This Version That You All Are About To Read Is The Second Time I’ve Written This Because The First One Went Poof. 

Lyrics In Bold

Flashbacks In Italics 

“Do You Ever Think That There’s Something More Out There” You Asked As You And Massimo Sat Out On One Of His Many Balconies Watching The Sun Set Out Over The Ocean.. A Sight That Was Truly Breathtaking. 

“I’m Not Sure What You Mean Principessa” You Laughed At The Quizzical Look On His Face As He Tried To Think Of  What Prompted You To Ask Such A Question

“You Know Like.. Once We Die Ya Know” 

“You Mean Heaven And Hell” He Said Causing You To Slap His Arm In A Playful Manner At The Sarcasm In His Voice 

“Yes And No.. I Just, I Feel Like There’s More Out There. Like This Wouldn’t Be The End” You Said Looking Out Onto The Horizon The Sunset Long Gone 

“Okayyy , You’ve Had Enough To Drink” He Laughed Trying To Reach Over To Take The Glass From Your Hand, Causing You To Abruptly Yank You Hand Back Spilling The Contents Of The Glass 

“Just Know Torricelli There’s More Than This” You Said Taking A Sip Of Your Drink “And When All Is Said And Done, You Will See Me On The Otherside 

5 Months Later 

Massimo Stood In His Office, Looking Out At The Sunset That You And Him Often Found Yourselves Watching Everyday. So Much Was Going Through His Head. Wondering Why You Didn’t Tell Him. If Only He Knew He Could’ve Done Something. So Caught Up In His Thoughts He Didn’t Hear Domenico And Mario Walk In Until They Spoke Up.

“Massimo.. You Cannot Stay In This Office All Day, You Have To Get Out Its Been Three Day.. She Wouldn’t Want This” Mario Said As He Went To Sit In One Of The Chairs Stationed By His Desk 

“Its My House I Will Do As I Damn Well Please”

“I Don’t Agree With Mario On A Lot Of This But He’s Right On This Mas.. This Isn’t Healthy” Domenico Said As He Cautiously Walked Over And Put His Hand On His Shoulder As A Way Of Comfort 

“I Could Have Did Something” Massimo Whispered Turning Away From Domenico As Tears Started To Fall But It Was To Late. Dom Had Already Seen Bringing Him Into A Much Needed Hug 

“There Was Nothing We Could Have Done Mas” Mario Said Standing Up And Walking Towards The Two Men Wanting To Help Comfort The Man He’s Considered A Son “She Had A Heart Condition, There Was No Way Of Us Knowing” 

If The Storm Comes 

If We Burn Up 

If The Wells Run Dry 

You’re My Reason 

To Believe In 

Another Life 

You Never Were The One To Want Peoples’ Sympathy.. Or Fake Sympathy If You Should Put It, You Never Liked The Looks Of Pity People Gave You Whenever Something Bad Happened So When You Went For Your Monthly Check Up And Your Doctor Informed You That You’re Heart Was Failing, The Current Medicine You’d Been Taking No Longer Working And That You Had At The Most Six Months Left You Chose Not To Tell Any One.. Not Wanting To Be Treated Like A Fragile Porcelain Doll For The Rest Of Your Life, Or At Least What You Have Left Of It. 

Walking Into Massimos Office Like You Owned The Place Because In Some Sense You Did, It Was Your Favorite Place In The Whole House And Massimo Couldn’t For The Life Of Him Figure Out Why; You Noticed Him On The Phone And Sat Down At One Of The Chairs In Front Of His Desk Kicking You’re Feet Up Waiting For Him To Get Done With His Call.. Not That You Were In A Rush, You Liked Being In His Presence No Matter What. 

“Sorry That Took So Long, I Wasn’t Expecting You To Drop By Today” Massimo Said Getting Off The Phone An Hour Later. His Loud Voice Causing You To Jump Out Of The Slumber You Unknowingly Slipped Into 

“Huh” You Said As You Jumped Up Causing Massimo To Laugh At Your Confused State. Getting Up To Get Himself A Drink From The Makeshift Bar He Had In The Corner Of His Office Pouring Himself A Glass Of Whiskey And Shaking The Bottle In Your Direction. A Way Of Asking If You Wanted Any, Causing You To Nod Your Head. 

“I Was Saying I Wasn’t Expecting You To Stop By Today.. I Could Have Rescheduled That Call” He Said As He Walked Over To You And Handed You Your Glass 

“There’s No Need For That Mas, You Don’t Have To Reschedule A Call For Me, Especially An Important Business Call” 

“Sciocchezze (Nonsense)” Massimo Said As He Leaned Back Against The Front Of His Desk “So How Was Your Appointment” 

“Oh You Know, Same Ol Same Ol .. Female Stuff” You Started To Say But Massimo Cut You Off Saying He’d Heard Enough Causing You To Laugh At His Displeasure In The Subject 

“So What Do I Owe The Pleasure Of Seeing You Today” 

“I Can’t Just Come And See My Bestfriend Without There Being A Reason” You Said, And If You Were Paying Attention You Would Have Noticed The Slight Falter In Massimos Smile As You Mentioned The Word Bestfriend.. But You Didn’t Caught Up In The Nervousness That You Had Only Six Months Left. Six Months On This Earth, Six Months Until You Wouldn’t Be Able To See His Beautiful Face Anymore. 

“Hey, You Okay” Massimo Reached Out To Touch You Arm, That Simple Action Bringing You Back To Reality, Back To Him 

“Im Fine” You Smiled Up At Him, Then Looked Past Him Noticing The Sun Was Starting To Set 

“You Sure Amore” He Asked Worry Clearly Written On His Face

“Yes, Now Come.. Watch The Sun Set With Me” You Said Grabbing His Hand And Dragging Him Towards The Balcony In His Office 

“Since When Do You Watch The Sun Set”

“Since Now” You Said Walking To The Couch Patting The Spot Next To You For Him To Sit “Life’s Too Short Not To Try New Things And Enjoy The Little Things 

If We Wake Up 

Lose Our Patience 

Or Even Lose Our Lives, Oh

I’ll Feel Lucky

To Say That You’ve Been 

A Friend Of Mine 

Today Was One Of Your Difficult Days, The More Time Passed The More You Had You Good And Bad Days, And Today Was Proving To Be A Bad Day But You Wouldn’t Let That Stop You There Were Things That You Needed To Get Done. First You Had To Stop Buy Your Lawyers Office To Drop Off Some Things To Give To Your Family And Massimo When The Time Came, Then You Had To Clean Out You Apartment. The Task Alone Was Proving Difficult Though Seeing As How You Needed To Sit And Rest Every Couple Of Minutes Causing You To Not Get Much Done. 

You Let Out A Frustrated Scream Throwing The Object You Had In Your Hand Across The Room Knocking Over A Random Box Full Of Stuff. You Were Tired To Say The Least And It Looked Like You Weren’t Getting Closer To Finishing Even Though You Started At Noon, And It was Now Going On Six. In The Midst Of Your Frustration You Didn’t Notice Your Front Door Opening And Closing Massimo Walking Into View Using The Spare Key You Gave Him. You Weren’t Expecting Him To Stop By, But Seeing As How You Haven’t Been By His Place In A Couple Of Days Due To Your Shortness Of Breath Now, Its Not Completely Unexpected 

“What Is Going On In Here” Massimo Said Stepping Over Box After Box Until He Reached The One Open Space You Were Currently Standing In The Middle Of “You Not Trying To Leave Me Are You Principessa” 

“I Could Never Leave You Mas” You Said As A Small Smile Ghosted You Lips, As You Though About The Double Meaning To That Line, And The Soon Inevitable. Massimo Didn’t Miss The The Look Your Face Held Either, Worry Once Again Taking Over His Face 

“I Know I Ask This A Lot But Are You Sure You’re Okay Love” 

“I’m As Good As I’ll Ever Be Torricelli” You Said Smiling Up At Him 

“What’s With All The Boxes Anyways” He Said Taking A Look Around 

“Spring Cleaning” You Said Not Bringing Yourself To Tell Him The Real Reason For Packing All Of Your Things Up 

“In The Middle Of Fall” 

“Hey, You Have To Start Sometime Right” You Said As You Started To Laugh But Soon Turned To A Fit Of Coughing So Harsh It Caused You To Stumble Over Prompting Massimo To Reach Out And Grab You Standing You Up Straight 

“You Okay Principessa” He Said Looking At You With Eyes Of Concern 

“I’m Perfect.. I Have You Hear With Me” You Smiled Up At Him.. Taking In The Man Others Feared But You Called Your Bestfriend, Secretly Wanting To Call Him More “You Know, I Feel Lucky, To Say That You’ve Been A Friend Of Mine, That I Get To Call You My Best Friend.. I Love You Mas” 

“I Love You Too Amore” 

Massimo Eventually Left His Office, Only Moving To His Bed Room But It Was Still Progress. He Just Couldn’t Believe That The Last Words He’d Spoken To You Were “I Love You Too Amore”. If Only You’d Told Him Sooner, Why Didn’t You Tell Him Sooner. He Went To Your House That Day With The Intent Of Telling You How He Truly Felt But He Never Got The Chance. 

You Had Soon Erupted Into Another Coughing Fit The Second Worse Than The First Causing You To Clench At Your Chest And Massimo Eventually Rush You To The Nearest Emergency Room. If Only You’d Told Him, He Would Have Gave You The Best Doctors Money Could By, They Could Have Saved You He Thought. He Would Have Told You That When He Said He Loved You, He Meant It With Every Fiber Of His Being.. And He Would Have Found Out That You Recuperated Those Feelings. 

So Caught Up In His Thoughts He Ignored The Open And Close Of His Room Door Continuing To Stare Up At His Ceiling

“Something Came For You Today” Domenico Said Approaching The Side Of Massimos Bed 

“ I Don’t Care” 

“Its A Letter Fr-” Dom Started To Say But Was Cut Off By Massimo

“I Said I Don’t Give A Damn” He Growled 

Knowing His Friend Is Going Through A Lot Right Now, As They All Are Because You Worked Your Way Into All Of Their Hearts, He Understood The Frustration 

“Its From Yn” Domenico Continued To Say Causing Massimo To Look Over At Him “I Get If You Don’t Want To Read It Right Now, Just Know Its Right Here” 

And With That Domenico Put The Letter On The Nightstand And Left The Room. He Was Hesitant At First But After A Couple Of Minutes Massimo Sat Up And Reached For The Letter, Rubbing His Fingers Over The Envelope Before Ripping It Open, Taking A Moment To Admire Your Hand Writing. Taking A Deep Shaky Breath, He Unfolded The Letter And Started Reading What Was Now Clear Your Last Words To Him  

Dear Massimo, 

     By The Time You Get This Letter, It Will Have Been Three Days After My Funeral. I Know That You Are Probably Held In Your Office Or Room, Drinking Your Life Away Blaming Yourself For This, But It Is Not Your Fault. It Is No One’s Fault. This Is How Things Were Meant To Be And I’ve Came To Terms With That. I Know You Have So Many Questions As To Why This Happened Why I Didn’t Tell You, And I’m Sorry I Didn’t.. I Guess I had My Own Selfish Reasons For Keeping This From You. But To Give You The Explanation You Deserve, I’ve Had A Heart Condition For A Little Over 4 Years Now. I’ve Been On Tons Of Different Medications To Try And Sedate My Condition, But As Time Went On My Condition Worsened And The Medications Stopped Working. I Don’t Want You To Blame Yourself For This, I Don’t Want You To Shut People Out, I Know This Will Be Hard For You, Its Hard For Me Just Writing This Letter. But You Are Massimo Fucking Torricelli, My Bestfriend And The Man I Fell In Love With, And You Will Get Through This.. And When You Time Comes.. You Will See Me Again 

                                                                          Love, Yn

As He Got Done Reading The Letter, He Didn’t Even Realize He Was Crying Again. As He Was About To Lay Back Down Massimo Felt A Breeze, Turning To Get Up So He Could Close His Balcony Door, He Stopped Dead In His Tracks At The Sight In front Of Him. 

Dressed In This Beautiful All White Dress That Just Seemed To Flow Endlessly, And Skin Glowing Stood, His Bestfriend, The Woman He Loved But Never Got To Tell. Goddess Doesn’t Even Begin To Compare To How She Looked. Shocked And Confused As To What He Was Seeing, He Stood There, Afraid To Move, Scared That What He Was Seeing Would Disappear 

“I- .. How” Massimo Stammered.. Feet Still Glued To The Spot As You Walked Closer To Him “How Are You Here Right Now” 

“It Doesn’t Matter How, All That Matters Is That I Am” 

“I Miss You So Much Principessa” Massimo Said As He Reached To Touch Your Face Shocked That His Hand Didn’t Just Fall Through Your Figure “There Is So Much I Need To Tell You.. I Don’t Know If I Can Do This Without You” 

“I Know I Know.. And That Time Will Come” You Said As Your Hand Graced The Side Of His Face As Did His On Yours “And You Don’t Have To Explain Anything I Know” 

“I Wish There Was Something I Could Have Done” He Whispered 

“There Was Nothing You Could Do, Nor Me But Except It” You Said Looking Up At Him “So I Need You To Be Strong For Me Okay” 

“I Don’t Want You To Leave” He Said Placing His Forehead Against Yours And Closing His Eyes.. Taking In Your Embrace 

“Hey” You Said Causing Him To Open His Eyes To Look At You “This Isn’t The End, Let Me Be Your Reason To Believe In Another Life”

“I Love You Mi Amore”

Taking The Chance To Kiss Him Before You Disappeared You Leaned Up And Connected Your Lips With His, Massimo Not Rejecting Eagerly Kissed Back, But After A Couple Of Moments He Started To Fell Your Once Solid Figure Fad Away. Opening His Eyes He Noticed You Smiling At Him But The Image Of You Getting Lighter 

“Don’t Leave”  He Whispered 

“Best Believe Me, You Will See Me On The Otherside” 

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Based On The Song Otherside By Beyonce 

Authors Note: Whew ... Yall It Is Currently 3:47am ... I Was Determined To Get This Out For Yall.. I Hope You Enjoy And Feedback Is Greatly Appreciated . So Please Let Me Know If You Guys Enjoyed It And More Imagines Will Be Coming Soon. 

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[arysthaeniru]

aAAA the joy of seeing an update on your current favorite fanfic is just aAAA

I always felt that kiwami 1s Nishiki was just a bit too,, I dont know how to describe it; but essentially he just felt off, granted yakuza 1 is a product of its time and therefore the plot is a bit dated and whack as all hell

The way you write Nishiki just feels so much better and realistic; in the original he just seems so uncaring towards Kiryu? which just feels kinda OOC? You'd think he still cares about Kiryu despite it all, especially when you take Yakuza 0 into consideration; and i feel like you portray Nishiki much more accurately

I never thought much about Yumi, because honestly, in the original she was kinda just, there? You actually made her a very interesting person! like I'm actually invested in her in your story! (side note you ever think about her clone who got tortued and died? yeah who WAS that???? thats never brought up is it??)

Theres so much more to talk about but in short; This is the best fix it/rewrite of a game plot I have read to date and it brings me joy in my current stressful school life. and no I will not stop praising it or the author, because this work has made me very happy. ;)

I just have a gift for picking favorites that end up dying,,aand another favorite of mine is Mine

imo theres a lack of soft, reassuring Minedai, i just feel like he'd need a reminder that people love him as a person and not just for the money he can provide, even if its obvious

I'd love to see how you'd write them, but I understand if theres more interesting/appealing drabble requests!

- Carp

CARP, thank you for this <3 this is so sweet!!!!! I’m so happy you enjoy my Nishiki! I had fun playing with what Yakuza 0/the Kiwami additions gave us about Nishiki’s personality and outlook on the world, and trying to reconcile that with the plot that Yakuza 1 initially had. Ultimately, I fell on the side that you did: even if Nishiki’s ambition took him down a monstrous path, I don’t think he’s the sort of person who neglects to pay back his debts. And he’s aware of the huge debt he owes Kiryu. Not to mention, their bonds of trust and love vanishing completely because of jealousy felt unreal to me. Their relationship becoming twisted or strange? Yes, but vanishing entirely felt unsatsifying to me. 

And Yumi!! I had so much fun excavating her character from the clues we get of her in canon. I worry sometimes, that she’s unrecognizable, because you know, I’ve given her a college education, and a whole bunch of interests beyond hostessing alone, but people seem to like it and like her, which is great!! I hate fridging women characters, so keeping her and Reina alive was important to me, hahaha. (RE: fake!Mizuki, there’s this substory in Kiwami that actually addresses who she was, BUT IT’S EVEN MORE HORRIFYING. So that’s why Yumi in my fic is the one captured and tortured by Nishiki’s men, because the thought of this poor innocent woman getting dragged into the mess was just untenable to me.)  

Anyway, thank you for your support and kind words, and I hope you’ll continue to read and that my fic can continue to relieve stress. I--tried to write this about Mine, but Daigo kind of stole the spotlight a little??? I hope you still like it--if not, I will try a ficlet from Mine’s perspective too. I enjoy minedai a lot, but I haven’t had room to think out their dynamic yet, so this took me a while. 

Daigo’s no stranger to being desired. He’s attractive, he knows this—his mother’s beauty lives in his veins, and he’s always had the money to look after himself. Fancy soaps to wash his face, the invisible retainers to keep his teeth straight, fancy suits and skin-tight shirts to show off his frame. For all that Kiryu insists his charisma is something that comes from the soul, Daigo knows it wouldn’t be able to draw the sort of attention he does without being attractive.

Which is to say that Daigo’s not especially thrown off by the intensity of Mine’s gaze. It’s happened before, and it’ll happen again. The thing that surprises him is how much he relishes in being seen by Mine.

Maybe it’s because Mine’s an island in a stormy sea, one of the only yakuza his age who’s sensible and level-headed enough to make it big. Maybe it’s because Mine’s gaze is always so reserved, polite, never overly lusty or overstaying its welcome, and Daigo has so rarely been desired so quietly. Or maybe it’s because Majima and Kashiwagi so clearly disapprove of him—Daigo’s always been something of a rebel, and he hasn’t shaken that off, even now he’s in his thirties and is the arbiter of rules for the Tojo Clan.

Daigo can’t quite put a pin on why he’s so comfortable with Mine’s yearning looks, but he’s never been one to hold back when he wants to indulge in something good. Not exactly a hedonist, not by yakuza standards, but Daigo has never kept himself from enjoying life, in the name of some dubious ‘honour.’

Which is why, in an after-hours meeting with Mine, as they eat cheap takeout sushi together, Daigo takes his chance. A momentary slip, the slightest hint of wasabi left at the corners of Mine’s lips and Daigo swoops in, rubs a thumb over the corner of Mine’s lips. Mine stutters to a stop, mid-sentence through a rundown of the real-estate that the Hakuho Clan’s been purchasing up, and stares at Daigo, eyes bewildered.

“Sixth Chairman?” he asks, his voice still remarkably composed.

“Wasabi.” Daigo says, nonchalantly, as if it’s nothing, and sticks his thumb into his mouth, slowly licking it off with a lingering lave of his tongue. He feels a sharp stab of satisfaction as Mine’s eyes turn darker, and his gaze follows Daigo’s hand down.  

Daigo straightens up, languidly, and cracks his neck, casually. At this point in the day, he’s untucked his shirt, and he knows that a slight strip of his stomach will be visible when he stretches out his arms towards the ceiling. And as predictably as clockwork, Mine’s gaze darts downwards, to that pale expanse, to catch that brief second of skin. Daigo can’t help but feel warm. Something about being watched by Mine is exhilarating.

“Smoke?” offers Daigo, but as usual, Mine refuses, with a polite shake of his head.

Daigo knows from hearsay that Mine’s something a health-freak, so he’s not entirely surprised. It’s already too late for Daigo to preserve his health—he knows that his liver’s already been pretty ruined from long nights of binge-drinking as a youth, and this job’s too stressful to withhold from vices like smoking and drinking, without an optimal end-goal. So he walks over to the window, cracks it open a little, and lights up.

The breath of nicotine curls over his body, a tender caress, and Daigo feels his shoulders drop, as the relaxation hits. He pulls off his cufflinks, tosses them into his pockets and rolls up his sleeves. He takes it slow, runs his fingers over his skin a little more than strictly necessary. Surreptitiously checking the reflection in the window, Daigo watches Mine watch him, and smirks at how intense that gaze is, how Mine’s mouth has opened, and Daigo can just see the soft pink of his tongue.

“Dojima’s just fine, you know. When it’s just us two.” Daigo says, turning over his shoulder. He smiles, one of those charming smiles that had always gotten him whatever he wanted as a child, “We’re same-aged friends, after all.”

“Dojima-san.” Mine acknowledges, after a brief pause.

Daigo turns around, to properly look at Mine and lifts an eyebrow. “Dojima. Or Daigo, preferably. Dojima-san’s always my father in my head.”

Mine nods, face impassive. Daigo can’t read him like this. Maybe that’s why he likes when Mine stares at him, filled with longing. At least then, Daigo feels like he knows him. In moments like these, his implacable gazes might as well be a brick wall. “Right. Your Father was also in the Tojo Clan.”

Daigo smiles, wryly, and blows out a puff of smoke. “One of the most horrible men I’ve ever had the misfortune of meeting—and I had to call him Father. But damn if he wasn’t good at the job.” He sighs and stubs the cigarette out against the ashtray. “...sometimes feel like I’m competing with his dead spirit. Everybody’s looking at me and wondering if this is what my Father would do. Or what Kiryu-san would do.”

“You’re doing better than any of them.” Mine says, immediately, with a vicious ferocity that Daigo wasn’t expecting. He can’t quite stop his eyebrows rising in surprise, and Mine straightens upwards, looking self-conscious immediately. Daigo regrets his instinctual reaction, immediately. “That is to say, Dojima, that I think that you’ve pulled this Clan into somewhere far more respectable. From what I’ve heard of your Father, he didn’t have the temperament to do proper business on this level—too insistent on formal obeisance and unable to be flexible as the times require. And Kiryu-san might be very honourable, but we are yakuza. There are certain things you have to do as a Chairman, that he couldn’t bring himself to do. But you are practical and do what is necessary, while also not overstepping into excessive violence. You are uniquely suited for this job, Dojima.”

...he’s taken aback a little, he can’t deny it. Daigo wonders if his cheeks are colouring, wonders if his obvious shock is offputting, wonders if this is how Mine feels every time Daigo teases him lightly about his obvious attraction. A startling warmth spreads through his chest, and Daigo can’t stop the slight smile that touches his face. Has anybody ever said something so unreservedly kind and measured about Daigo before?

Maybe this is the difference between everybody else’s gazes on him, and Mine’s gaze. It’s based on something more than desire alone. Respect.

Daigo runs a hand over his slicked-back hair and ruffles it free, with a rueful smile, a smile that he couldn’t take away from his face, even if he tried. “I appreciate that. You know I couldn’t do it without you, right?”

He’d never really believed himself capable of attraction to a man like Mine. All of his previous childhood crushes had been on bright, cheerful conversational, pure-hearted people. Daigo had always figured they would balance out his sardonic cynicism. He’d never thought someone as reserved and principled as Mine would ever make his heart flutter. But then, there was something about that deep hunger and passion that Daigo craved. Perhaps it was because he was no longer the gloomy punk of his youth. Maybe his tastes have changed towards tall, dark and handsome. Maybe Mine’s just that special.

“Dojima—” Mine says, clearly trying to refute it, but Daigo cuts him off.

“I mean it. Everybody in this fucking Clan wants me to do something or be somebody else. Kashiwagi-san wants me to be my mother. Majima-san wants me to be Kiryu-san. Everybody else expects my Father. But not you. You deal with me honestly, and with candour, and never hold any expectations against me except success. I appreciate your faith in me.” Daigo takes a couple of steps forward, until his shoes almost brush up against Mine’s own. He leans down over Mine’s chair. “I could not do this without your backing and help. Truly. I don’t think I’ve ever had someone like you in my life. A true friend.”

Mine tilts his chin up to meet Daigo’s gaze, a hungry devotion in his eyes, and Daigo, for a moment, wonders if this is wrong. If he should hold back, like Kiryu would. But Daigo is Daigo, and Mine clearly wants him anyway, so he leans down and kisses him.

Mine’s mouth is velvety smooth and wet and hot and it is oh-so satisfying a feeling to put his hand against Mine’s broad neck and feel his warmth up against Daigo. He pulls back, with a satisfied sigh, and feels the burn of wasabi across his lips, a final parting kick.