#annddd we’re back

[dantes-gf]

[k3nnlolz]

Hi gorgeous! I was wondering if you wrote scenarios and/or more headcanons? If not then ignore this but if you do, can you write one where richter has a crush or is dating reader and Annette is trying to split them up? If not that’s totally ok and I hope you have a great day!

hi sweetheart! of course i can!! i’ve been busy with school work recently but since i’ve gotten some free time right now, i wanted to try this out🤭 sorry if it’s not to your liking i tried 😞 but enjoy!!! have a lovely day/night my dear <3

[angst(?), comfort, fluff, kisses]

(kinda ooc ? idk but i feel like richter would be so fluffy <3)

Hatred(?)

You and Richter have been friends for a while. You guys were inseparable when you guys were little kids. After the invasion of London, you two were separated as his mother took him and ran off. You were left behind, and afraid. Years later, you two reunited. Richter confessed his love for you as he was afraid that you guys might get separated again. A couple months later, two strangers arrived and met the 4 of you. You four were in the middle of a battle until they both helped defeat the night creatures. You guys stood there in silence for a moment until one of them broke the silence.

“You must be Belmont?” the unknown female asked.

”Yes? Annddd who are you?” asked Richter.

”My name is Annette. This is Edouard.” Annette responded. Edouard waved with a warm smile. After everyone introduced themselves, Tera told them to make themselves comfortable and make themselves at home. They both took advantage of that and felt comfortable being there for the time being. After a couple months, Annette’s feelings for Richter began to grow. She knew that you and Richter are in a relationship but she had bad things to say about you. She thought that she was better than you. That she could treat Richter so much better. Since you “don’t show enough love” towards Richter, she could make him “happier”. One day, she approached Richter while you were away, helping Tera and Maria gathering fresh food. She talked to Richter.. oddly. She was looking at him with loving eyes, biting her lip, staring at his lips, getting closer. As Richter backed away from her, she continued scooting closer to him, pressing her chest against his.

“Uhh, Annette? You’re acting a bit strange?” Richter stated.

”Strange? Whatever could you mean?” Annette looked at Richter with loving eyes.

Richter looked the other way nervously. Its unusual for her to act that way. Why is she acting like this? Normally she’s serious and is just straight to point, but the way she looked at Richter reminded him of the way he looks at you. He knew what she was trying to do but he didn’t say anything because he thought that he would be assuming things.

After some time, the three of you returned and you saw the two talking to each other. You were happy to see them talking to each other but.. something wasn’t right. You looked closely at Annette and immediately noticed how she was looking at your boyfriend. You felt upset. Thoughts were running through your head and you started to overthink.

“We’re back my loves.” Tera announced to the two.

“Y/N!!” Richter yelled as soon as he saw you. You gently smiled and Richter ran towards you, causing you to drop the basket. You both fell to the ground but he smothered you in kisses as he felt uncomfortable with Annette’s actions and wanted to show that he already has someone he loves. Annette glanced at you and walked away. She wanted to part you two. She didn’t really care about your emotions or feelings. She wanted Richter. She planned on separating you two so she can be with Richter. But she also knew that that wasn’t possible. Richter adores you. After smothering you with kisses, Richter immediately knew how you felt. He comforted you with his words and a big bear hug. He softly whispered, “I know what you’re thinking. I would never replace you my love. I can’t stand the thought of leaving you again. Not like when we were kids. It was a nightmare knowing that I was forced to leave you behind. I love you so much my dear.” He kisses you once again, slowly, but with passion. His words and actions immediately comforted you. You know damn well that you’re spending the rest of your life with him. No buts. You’re forever his, he’s forever yours.

(I KINDA LIKE HOW THIS TURNED OUT BUT PLEASE ENJOY MY FELLOW RICHTER ENJOYERS💋💋💋 its kinda rushed im sorry ☹️)

[oceanbug]

when worlds collide

smau non!idol ningning x reader

7.5 ah yujin

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After Yujin blurted out your crush, all you could is run. You packed up your stuff, and ran.

“Wait y/n, come back!”

That was all Yujin could manage to say. She didn’t try to call out your name again or chase you down to talk. Yujin wanted nothing more than to go after you, hug you, and apologize, but she couldn’t.

Yujin’s P.O.V

“O.M.G Did you see the look on her face when Yujin mentioned Jimin?” Haewon laughed, while a high-pitched cackle came from “Queen B” herself, Ningning.

“She literally looked like she was going to shit herself, so pathetic.”

Everyone in the room was laughing, laughing at your best friend. You couldn’t help but feel nauseous at the scene in front of you.

Wonyoung seemed to take notice of this and squeezed your hand tight.

“Don’t look so worried; she’ll be fine, babe.”

“We embarrassed her in front of everyone, and for what? Some stupid petty revenge?” You felt anger; who are they to play with Y/N’s feelings like this? What had they done to deserve this?

“Don’t tell me you’re feeling cold feet now, Yujin. You know the deal. Help us with Aeri, and you get to keep your friends.” Ningning’s voice felt like poison when she spoke, her words striking with venom.

You knew to take this threat seriously. You couldn’t let anyone find out what you did that day. 

Especially not y/n.

3 Years Prior, Spring Hill High School

Yujin P.O.V

You stared down at the note handed to you.

‘Meet me in the library at 3 p.m.; don’t tell anyone.'

Y/N was never the type to be secretive, so this confused you. What could she possibly have to talk to you about? Still, you didn’t waste time and headed straight there, only to find a stressed-out Y/N.

“Holy shit, you look like you haven’t slept in days? What’s going on?” You exclaimed, It was true, y/n looked pretty worn down.

“Yujin, what am I going to do?” -

“What do you mean? What could you possibly be stressed about? We graduate in 4 days, dude!”

“I know, that’s what stinks.”

“I’m not following; we’re literally going to college together anyway.”

“That’s the PROBLEM. New college, new people, new possible connections.”

Oh. You knew where this was going.

“What if Jimin finds someone?” You could hear the choked-up tears coming from Y/N.

Ever since you could remember, your best friend has had a crush on Yoo Jimin. I mean, who wouldn’t? Jimin was everything you could ask for in a person: Top student, volleyball captain, and absolutely gorgeous. And, unfortunately, the third member in your trio.

You’ve all been really close since your freshman year—close friends, that is. That’s how you prefer it. You hated the idea of them being together. If they were to break up, then what would happen to your trio? Would you have to split up? This thought terrified you more than you could imagine. So, anytime you could, you tried pushing away Y/N from the idea of dating Jimin. Was it the right thing to do? No, but you just didn’t want to see your best friend get hurt. That’s all.

“No, I’m going to do it Yujin; I’m going to confess at the graduation after party.”

Shit.

Annddd there you were, celebrating away with your fellow classmates, but you couldn’t have any fun. You could only think about the potential shitshow that was going to happen later. I mean, Jimin really wouldn’t say yes, would she? But if she did...No, you didn’t want to think about it. You had to stop the confession from happening, and you knew just the person to ask.

“Wonyoung, hey!”

"Aw, cutie pie! I haven’t seen you since you flunked the English finale exam!” Ok, that stung a bit, but it’s to be expected with Wonyoung. You laughed a bit and tried gliding past her comment toward you.

“Could I ask a favor from you?”

Those were the only seven words needed to get the ball rolling. In a matter of 5 minutes, y/n’s heart had been shattered. You’re not quite sure what happened, and you’d rather never find out.

All you could remember was Y/N’s teary face, as she spit out the words.

“Jimin kissed someone else.”

You crushed Y/N’s heart.

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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?

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[aggressivenesswhilecrying]

"I, littlewood of the task force, would lik to invite you to sit here on this bed...and not just you, BUT YOUR IMAGINARY FRIEND TOO!!"

Summery:

Just a rewrite of Martyn guessing tangos task I'm secret life!!

Beta and edited!! For once in my god forsaken life!!

No trigger warnings!!

(This is a fic for the @brightsideoflifeseries!!)

Martyn was certain. 100% certain, he knew tango’s task, it had been sideways glances, and watching closely. After having fallen into the dog bowl with Jimmy and pearl by his side, he started his mad dash, a laugh on his lips, and air missing from his lungs. “We've got him!!’ Jimmy says in a silly voice, looking at martyn, water dripping from his clothes as they begin to run. “This is it. Have you already guessed and failed?” he asks in Jimmy's direction. The fellow blonde nodding. “Yeah, I've already guessed and failed, gem’s already guessed, and they’ve failed!!”

The crunchy grass beneath his feet, turning into far more alive, and far more green. Pearl giggling as she runs with them out of pure wonder. “I am so curious,” she laughed out. “Oh this is so exciting!!” Martyn chuckled out, head swimming with possibilities.

The heart foundation comes into view, a large pink heart made out of cherry wood, and cherry blossom leaves. Hanging high in the skin and taking away martyn's every breath everytime he sees it. Not that he’s seen it much, as they are just now adding it. Skizz stands on a large piller up in the sky, messing around with something martyn can't exactly see from his point on the ground. “Oh skizzle, my rizzle, my dizzle nizzle-izzle man!!” Martyn calls out as he halls himself out of the river, grin large and heart steady. “Where is sir tang-of-o?” he asks, skizz slowly starting to break the blocks under his feet to go down just a little. “I actually, do not know, i do not know where he is at, are you gonna guess his task?” left over concentration from whatever he was doing up there lacing his tone still, vibrant blue eyes glancing at martyn with curiosity.

“Yess. I think I've got it in the bag.” martyn says, voice filled with smug pride and joy in a sneaky sense. Like he’s trying to hide his pride. Moving back and forth, hopping from foot to foot as he looks at skizz. “I don't know where heee” “martyn, well get him to comeback, well get him to come back, well get him to come here” skizz is interrupted by jimmy’s voice, as the fellow yellow swims over, he sounds calm, but martyn can very clearly here the excitement in his voice, if you just listen close enough.”ohhhh, you got two yellows!! Would you just look at these guys!!” Skizz laughs, looking up as Jimmy climbs out of the water. “Hey, we’re sharing information, we're on our own little yellow network!!” Martyn laughs out. A smug, and satisfied grin pulling at his lips.

“Tango?” Martyn and Jimmy say at the same time as they walk up to the blaze born, the man looking between them both, seeming slightly confused as he takes a glance at skizz. “Come take a seat, come take a seat.” jimmy starts to repeat, and it becomes more like background noise as martyn shoos tango over to the two white beds laying on the grass, besides each other, but one is moved one block higher. Martyn clears his voice, and tango raises an eyebrow at martyn, looking somewhat confused.

“I, in the littlewood of the task force,would like to invite you to sit there,” martyn grins, and tango moves without a word, setting down the torch in his hand, the small flame on the ground now, as he takes a seat on the first bed, that martyn and jimmy now stand in front of. The two yellows just slightly crouching. “Anddd, not just you to sit on that bed,” his voice is calm, but his voice rises with anticipation as he shifts back and forth on his feet, and suddenly is getting up in tangos face jabbing him in the chest with a large grin “annddd, not just you to sit on that bed..BUT YOUR IMAGINARY FRIEND THAT YOU HAVE TO PRETEND YOU HAVE FOR THE TASK THIS WEEK!!” Martyn shouts out, blood pumping and grin on his face, as tango nervously laughs in the background, making a gasping sound, bordering onto a giggle. “WAH, WOU, WHAAATT?” he says, suddenly placing down torch after touch while jumping up, moving around, and refusing to look martyn in the eyes as he nervously laughs.

“DID I GET IT?”

“DID HE GUESS IT?”

Most of it becomes background noise as tango hopes around, someone else, likely pearl, that martyn didn't hear before hand speaking up. Tango is laughing as Martyn begins to cheer, hopping all around.

“Tango. Was he right?” Jimmy asks, voice edging onto a giggle as tango sets down, yet another torch, kneeling down onto the ground to be at its level. Everyone laughing as quietly as they can. “-i should stab him right now, shouldn't i?” Tango looks at the torch, chuckling as everyone snickers above him “I'll tell you what we do, we’re gonna leave it on the downlow-” Martyn is interrupted with more giggles and snickers as tango does look away from the torch. And martyn is only picking up, maybe half of what tango is saying at this point. “-i don't know, he’s pretty tough. Can we- i don't think we can- we can take him?- I don't think we could take him..”

Martyn can’t help but double over, as him, Jimmy, Scott, and Pearl all laugh, and he can see the large silly grin on tango’s face, as the man jokingly comes running at him. “Were gonna give it a SHOOTT” he yells out, as he runs right past martyn, just barely brushing his shoulder, and martyn can feel tears in his eyes as tango slows down from his own laughing, and circles back around to the torch, nose wrinkling as he chuckles loudly, breathy, leaning forward clumsily, as he trips, landing face first into the grass right next to the torch, holding his own stomach as he rolls over onto his back, laughing, and giggling at the entire situation. And martyn can see tears in his eyes.

[yoursjaeyun]

somebody tell me in the replies if the girl is sooha or not bcs this is my theory 😭

pretty much if you listen to the very beginning scene, where it says “this is a story about pride, oblivion, love and sacrifice and fate. if you wish to escape from this twisted fate, remember these two words. bite me.” so i feel like,, essentially their stories are all in a loop, and it keeps happening.

for eg. when heli (heeseung) wakes up from a dream, its like a loop. so i feel like when we’re looking at it from front to back — in the scene where sunghoon just disintegrates when the girl is sitting by herself in the field and at the beginning you see her stuck in a car by herself; and sunghoon wasn’t there. and it kinda connects like it goes back into a circle (loop).

annddd the way its being filmed, some of them (the scenes) are black and white and some are in colour and i think the coloured ones are represented to be like, a present memory (? best way i can explain it 😭) but they used a LOT of black n white sequences and a lot of red like its so heavily emphasised. as to why the colour red is so PROMINENT. like the red motorbike jungwon used + background when after sunghoon fought w jw and when niki showed up.

to summarise, at first watch i thought they were trying to chase her but when i rewatched, it looked like she was running away from them. yk? and when the girl face plants in front of jay and he didn’t attack her or anything but they did to sunghoon right? like ig he just looked at her — like it was very nonchalant. and she looked at him, and she seemed so pained as if she was saying ‘why do you have to be in front of me’ and bcs she already had blood on her nose, you could already see that she was not drinking blood, she was just having like a lot of fruit; canned fruit, like TONS and tons of it to survive.

tbh, most ppl say sooha is controlling sunghoon, but honestly, i don’t think she was,, bcs in that one scene where she was physically crying and hoon was trying to cheer her up like making funny faces, hand puppets and a wolf hand puppet? like he was trying to hint out that he is a werewolf.

and yes i get that sunghoon said that sooha wouldn’t be in trailer or wtv, but you cant tell me that the girl is not sooha bcs 😭😭

ANYWAYSSS I MIGHT BE WRONG LMAOAOAOA

[sleepysnk]

a/n: annddd we’re back! todays chapter is my personal favorite. it was one i personally fell in love with, and i hope you guys feel the same way. i hope you all enjoy! thank you for all of your support 🤍

pairings: obito uchiha x fem!reader

warnings: modern au, brief angst, fluff, tooth rotting fluff.

The Beach: Chapter Twenty

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You laid down on your bed, a sigh escaping from your lips as boredom weighed heavily on you. 

It was a Saturday afternoon. Konan had to go in for work, so it left you by yourself in your apartment. She told you she wasn’t going to be back until later in the evening, and it left you with no plans for the day. It kind of sucked, because, for once, you didn’t have any major tests to study for. 

Your life hasn't been really that eventful lately either. You spent most of your days with Obito, and that was about it.

Speaking of Obito, you were kind of missing him at the moment. 

The last time the two of you hung out was that day he took you off campus in his car. That was about two or three days ago, but, to you, that felt like forever. You wanted to see him as much as you could, because you never knew how busy your life was going to get. Your studies often threw random stressors at you whenever they could, so spending as much time as possible with him was a priority for you.

You were about to flip over on your bed, but the sound of knocking made your movements come to a halt. 

Furrowing your eyebrows, you wondered who was outside your front door. Konan would have just let herself in, so who could it be? You prayed it wasn’t one of those weird solicitors that would try and sell you something you didn’t want. Those people could be so annoying sometimes.

You stood up, leaving the space in your bedroom to enter the hallway, and then to the space near the entrance of your apartment. It was possible that Konan had forgotten her key, but she was at work. Unless she forgot something, there was no way she’d be home this early. You’d be surprised if she got cut early. 

Reaching for the locks, you twisted the first one, and then you turned the one on the doorknob. You pulled open the door, and looked up at who was at the door.

“Surprise!”

A smile instantly formed on your face when you saw Obito standing in front of you. He had a brown bag in his hand which had the word “Cinnabon” written on it. 

You were so fucking happy to see him, more happy than usual.

“You didn’t have to do this!” you shook your head, your cheeks warming in the process.

Obito stepped into your apartment, closing the door behind him. “Of course I did,” he replied, “I’m just here to drop it off though, because I know Konan wouldn’t be happy if she saw us together,”

He passed the bag to you, and you grabbed it. What he said made you nod your head. Did Konan not like him or something? If anything, she loved whenever Obito was around you. He treated you way better than Itachi did, and he was such a good influence. 

You looked up at him. “Konan isn’t here right now actually, so you can stick around. Plus, she actually thinks you’re cool, Obito, so don’t even worry about it,” you laughed. 

“O-Oh!” he laughed, nervously, “I just thought she didn’t, my bad,” 

You walked into the kitchen to grab some silverware so you could eat your cinnamon bun. You were honestly really hungry, so Obito came at the right time. Plus, Cinnabon was one of your favorite dessert places. 

He shoved his hands into his pockets as he approached you. “So, it’s just you?” he nodded his head to the side.

You grabbed a plate, and placed it on the counter before you. “Yeah,” you said, “Konan went to work, so I’m all by myself,” 

Obito was a bit shocked to hear that. You were all by yourself? It made him get kind of worried. What if someone broke in and you were on your own? Though, you were a pretty badass chick, so it’s not like he’d be very worried about your safety. You honestly seemed like the type to scratch a guys eyes out if they fucked with you the wrong way. 

“Do you mind if I stay? I mean, I don’t have anywhere to go, and we’re alone,” he watched you take your cinnamon bun out of the brown bag.

You turned your head to look at him. “Of course! I was actually going to ask if you wanted to stay.. I kind of missed you..” you smiled, feeling a bit shy.

Obito’s face turned a light shade of pink when you responded to him. You actually missed him for once? He never thought he’d hear those words from you, but it felt really nice. He spent a lot of time thinking about you, and he couldn’t lie and say that he didn’t miss you as well. 

You meant a lot to him.

He leaned against the counter. “Well, what should we do? I’m down to do anything,” he raised his eyebrows.

You stuck your fork into your mouth, tasting the sweet cinnamon flavor of your roll. You chewed it for a couple of seconds, trying to think of what you wanted to do. 

“Do you want to go watch a movie? Konan won’t be back for a while, so she won’t interrupt anything,” you turned your whole body to face him.

Obito nodded his head in agreement. “Yeah! I’m down, I don’t really have anything else to do for the rest of the day,” he shrugged his shoulders.

You shook your head before motioning for him to follow you into your living room. 

He trailed behind you, looking around at the new room in front of him. He hadn’t been past the front door before, so this was like a whole new environment. Obito had to admit, for a small apartment, you and Konan knew how to make your place look cute and aesthetic. 

On the walls were several picture frames. Some were of random landscapes, or there were a few of you and Konan from what seemed like your freshman year of college. 

There was a couch near the wall, and right beside it was a window that had a view of the outside. A small coffee table also sat to the right of it. Obito also noticed that there was a small little cactus plant sitting in the center. You seemed like the type of girl to like those mini cactuses. They were kind of cute too.

In front of the cream-colored couch, there was a TV placed on a stand. It seemed nicely cleaned as well. Not a single speck of dust could be seen on the stand.

You plopped down on the couch, finishing the last of your cinnamon roll. “Wanna come sit? Or are you gonna stand there?” you raised an eyebrow at him.

Obito came from his thoughts. “Sorry! I zoned out for a second,” he shook his head, trying to come back into reality.

He approached you on the couch, sitting down in the spot next to you. He watched you place your now empty plate on the coffee table beside the couch. 

Obito was really happy to see you today. It probably made his week that he got to see you. Plus, the two of you were in need of each other’s affection.

You took the remote in your hand and began to scroll through the different movies on Netflix. There wasn’t much to choose from lately. Netflix was for sure going through one of its boring phases. You always hated those, because it meant there would be nothing entertaining to watch for the next month.

Part of you wanted to watch a scary movie. You and Obito had a conversation about your favorite movies, and he mentioned scary or horror. You, of course, had to agree. 

You pressed the button and picked a random horror movie. You silently hoped it would be a good one, because you weren’t about to try and search for another movie for another ten minutes. 

“Horror, huh? Is this my sign to get ready to hold you?”

You turned your head to meet Obito who had this smirk on his features. You rolled your eyes in response. “I’m not that scared! You just want an excuse to cuddle me,” you cocked your head to the side.

Obito looked away for a moment, then looked at you again. “I mean.. I wouldn’t be opposed to cuddling you,” he shrugged. 

You could feel your cheeks burn from his response. If you were being honest, you wanted to cuddle him. There were days where you craved Obito’s touch more than anything, and these days were starting to occur more often than usual. 

Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea. 

“Can we..? I’d feel more comfortable,” you played with the sleeves of your hoodie as you asked the question. You felt kind of bashful asking him like that. Sometimes you hated how awkward you could be.

He smiled softly, he then opened his arms for you. “Come on.. you don’t even have to ask, baby,” he winked at you. 

A smile appeared on your face as you leaned into his embrace. His arms were so warm, and you felt like you were being surrounded by a very warm blanket. 

Your cheek rested on his chest. You could faintly hear the sound of his heart beating inside of his rib cage. For some reason, that noise was one of the most calming things you’ve heard before. It was a sign that he was alive. Alive, and with you.

Obito’s arms went to wrap around your waist. His chin rested on your head. The smell of your shampoo filled his nose, and it made him smile a bit. You always smelled really good. Your scent was one that he always longed to keep for as long as possible. 

As the movie played on the TV, Obito brushed his hand against the back of your head. You were so comfy in that position. He really knew how to make you feel sleepy. 

“Do you think she’s gonna die at the end..?” Obito leaned down to whisper in your ear.

You looked up at him with your eyebrows raised, a smile on your features. “Hard to say.. but if she does I won’t be surprised,” you giggled, looking back at the screen.

He played with the pieces of your hair. Occasionally, he’d kiss the top of your head which made you smile. It also made your cheeks burn. 

Obito let out a laugh when he felt your body jump in his arms as a jumpscare appeared on screen. You felt so embarrassed, and you couldn’t help but laugh at your sudden reaction. You felt it coming, but you weren’t sure when it was going to happen. You could be such an idiot sometimes when it comes to these movies.

“Someone is a scaredy cat..” Obito teased, shaking his head.

You lifted your head to look up at him. He cocked his head to the side when he saw your eyes squint at him. 

“You’re a loser..” you mumbled, rolling your eyes playfully.

While you were staring at him, you couldn’t help but look at the scars on his face. 

One of your favorite things about Obito was his scars. You always thought they were a unique feature, and you always adored kissing them whenever you had the chance. Sometimes he’d say he didn’t like it, but you knew he did deep down from the reaction you’d get whenever your lips made contact with his skin.

You reached forward and traced your fingertip along the etched skin. Obito flinched a bit, and he was looking at you like he was surprised. 

You always had this burning question in your head ever since you got close with Obito. How did he get the scars? He’s never been open about it, nor has he even mentioned it. To you, Obito has always kept that information private. Nobody on campus seemed to know either, and it made you curious.

“Obito?” you asked, “I have a question,”

He looked down at you with a nod. “Ask away,” he seemed curious, and it kind of made you nervous to ask him about it. You hoped he wouldn’t think you were being too personal. You’d never force him into telling you.

You reached over to the remote to pause the movie so he could hear you. You then turned your attention back to him. 

“How did you.. get your scars?” 

You saw his expression shift a bit as the words rolled off your tongue. Shit, you were certain you messed up now. What if he thinks you’re being nosy about something you don’t need to know about? It wasn’t your intention, but he didn’t know that.

He shifted around on the couch. “You really want to know..? I mean.. it’s not really a big story,” he played with the strands of your hair again, the hairs wrapping around his fingers.

You put your hands up defensively. “S-Sorry! I knew I shouldn’t have asked.. it’s probably too personal. You don’t have to tell me,” you shook your head, feeling embarrassed.

Obito’s palm went to cup your cheek, his thumb caressing your skin. “No, no, don’t worry.. I want to tell you,” he replied, “You’d be the first person to know, and I can trust you, (Y/N),”

He actually trusted you with something like this? You were actually shocked that he hadn’t told anybody else. You felt kind of.. special, but you knew whatever happened was personal to him, and you were going to take this secret to your grave.

Obito knows some personal things about you, hell, he’s seen you naked. You didn’t think it was wrong to know something personal about him. 

You played with his fingers. “I promise I’ll keep this all to myself,” you smiled, a genuine tone dripping from your voice.

He laughed, a smile forming on his face. “I know you will..” he leaned over to press a kiss onto your forehead. 

Obito took a deep breath. You could tell by his body language that he was feeling nervous, and you couldn’t really blame him. He was going to tell you something that nobody else knows. Kakashi probably didn’t know this, so it was hard for him to talk about whatever happened.

You understood that feeling all too well. 

Trying to tell others about what Itachi did felt like it was a struggle. 

You squeezed his hand, giving him that encouragement. It seemed to work too, because Obito looked at you with this small grin. 

“It happened when I was about six years old,” he started, “My parents weren’t exactly the happiest. They constantly fought. It was an endless cycle of arguments on a daily basis, and it would get worse every single day,”

You could see the sorrow that painted itself on his features. Obito rarely ever mentioned family. From what you knew, he was an only child. He also never talked about his parents before.

“One day, we were driving home from the grocery store. They were having one of their usual fights, and while my dad was yelling, he didn’t realize that there was a red light,” he said, “A car slammed into the side I was sitting on.. and glass went everywhere..”

A feeling of disturbance came over you. You were at a loss for words. Obito seemed distressed trying to tell you, and you couldn’t help but feel this ache in your heart for him. 

He took another deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts. “The car flipped on its side and I was covered in glass and other debris. A piece of the door actually crushed the side of my face, and it left the scars you see now on my cheek,” he pointed towards his skin. 

You reached over and pulled him into a tight hug. You honestly felt so bad for him. 

He was just a child. That was the part that made you feel the most upset. He was a kid just going home with his parents. He didn’t deserve that, and you knew deep down he was a sweet soul. 

“I’m so sorry, Obito..” you soothed your hands into his back. 

Obito squeezed your body tightly as you hugged him. Feeling your skin against his was comforting to him. He didn’t want to let go. 

“It’s okay.. really, my parents aren’t together anymore and all of that is behind me,” he replied, “I just wish that night was different.. it might have saved me from so much shit..”

You pulled away, running your fingers through his jet black hair. “What do you mean? What “shit” happened, Obito?” you nodded your head to the side.

He chewed on the inside of his cheek, avoiding your eyes as memories played inside of his head. He wished he could forget them, but he couldn’t. They were marked into his brain forever.

“After the accident.. going back to school was really hard. I was only in first grade, and kids weren’t exactly the nicest back then..” he said, “The teasing got worse in middle school and high school.. and it just really made me insecure. Nobody really understood anyway, because they didn’t know what it was like..”

Your eyes widened from his explanation. He was actually bullied? You couldn’t believe what he was telling you. Obito suffered years of torment from people, and it really impacted him as a person.

You wouldn’t have guessed that he was treated like that as a kid. Sure, he had these scars, but you thought people never dared to mess with him. He must have been a really good actor, because he never acted like he was a victim of teasing before. 

You felt horrible, and all you wanted to do was hug him. 

“I’m sorry, Obito, you didn’t deserve that at all,” you placed your hand on his wrist.

Obito put on this smile. His eyes were filled with this glint of happiness. “Don’t worry about it, (Y/N), I’m better now,” he took your hand into his, “Nobody really says much now, and I try to not let it bother me,”

You let out air through your mouth, leaning in to hug him again. He deserved nothing but happiness. You adored Obito, and hearing about what he’s gone through made your stomach turn into knots. You didn’t want him to ever feel insecure about his scars. To you, his scars were the most amazing part about him. 

A smile then formed on your cheeks when an idea popped into your brain. 

You turned your head to lean over and press a few kisses into his skin. More specifically, the scars on his face. 

Obito’s eyes grew as wide as saucers. He hadn’t felt that type of affection on his scars before. Most girls avoided kissing there because they thought the area was sensitive, but you.. you actually gave him what he wanted.

To feel.. something, on that side.

“Hey..” you said, “Look at me,”

Obito’s eyes traveled towards your face. He tried to maintain eye contact, but it was hard. He hadn’t felt those kinds of feelings before, and he wasn’t sure how to act. 

“W-What’s up?” he blinked, trying to act as normal as possible.

You brushed the hair away from his eyes. A bright smile was present on your face. “Don’t let anyone try to tell you your scars are ugly or bad. To me, Obito, they are the most handsome thing about you. They’re amazing, so don’t let what other people say get to you,” you trailed your fingertip along the etched skin.

Something inside of his chest was warm. It was like he was melting before you, and he didn’t know why. 

Obito felt like he couldn’t breathe. Not in a bad way, but in a way that was exciting and euphoric. He hadn’t heard somebody talk to him like that before, let alone his scars. You were so kind to him. You were almost like the bright rays of the sun on his sandy beach, and he didn’t want to let go of you. He wanted to bask in those golden lights forever. 

You truly brought him happiness, and hearing those words made him only happier to be with you. 

How could somebody like you be single? How has somebody not scooped you up? Obito knew you’d be an amazing girlfriend. 

Was he selfish to think.. that he wanted to have you all to himself?

“Obito..? Are you okay?” 

Your voice made his thoughts break apart like shattered glass. “Sorry! Um.. thank you, (Y/N), I really needed that. You’re so kind to me.. I dunno how I can ever repay you,” he drew circles into the skin of your waist.

You rolled your eyes playfully, a giggle slipping past your lips. “Of course! And you don’t have to repay me, Obito, you already do enough to make me happy,” you leaned over to peck his lips again. 

Obito suddenly brought you on top of him. It took you by total surprise, but you weren’t uncomfortable at all. If anything, you wanted this more than he did. 

“Let’s just watch this movie.. okay? I want to spend the rest of my day with nobody but you,” he whispered, looking down at you.

You felt his arms wrap around your torso. The heat from his body was enough to relax you. “Let’s just stay like this.. for a while..” you placed your head on his chest, smiling.

He reached over to continue playing the movie. He wondered what other plans would unfold throughout the day. You did mention that you’d have the whole apartment to yourselves. Maybe he could make use of that later. 

Obito pressed a small kiss onto the top of your head. It made you snuggle closer into his chest. A sense of security took over your body, making you want to never leave the position you were in.

Suddenly, a vibration came from Obito’s back pocket. It was his cell phone.

He reached into the pocket of his shorts. You couldn’t see the message since your head was turned towards the TV. 

The message lit up his face. It was from someone he didn’t expect to get a text from. 

It was Rin, and it sounded urgent.

2:48 P.M.<- Rin: can you come by the frat house please?? :(( i need you 

Obito’s heart began to jump inside of his chest. Rin never messaged him like that before. It was very out of the ordinary, so it made all of these alarms go off inside of his head. 

He wanted to go and help her out, but he didn’t want to leave you. 

Obito felt extremely conflicted with his situation. He’d feel bad if he had to leave and dip on your plans, but Rin needed him. He didn’t want her to be mad at him for not showing up. What if she was in danger? 

“Hey.. I gotta go,” he said, breaking the silence between you.

You sat up, turning your head to look at him. You were very confused as to why he was leaving already. Obito promised you that he’d stay with you the whole day, so why the sudden change of heart?

“Is everything okay?” you nodded your head, concern dripping from your voice.

Obito stood up, shoving his phone into his pocket. “Yeah.. yeah! Don’t worry about it, okay? I have some stuff to take care of,” he smiled at you reassuringly.

Part of you didn’t believe him, but you didn’t want to argue about it. 

You looked down at the floor then back at him. “Okay.. um, let me walk you out,” you walked past him, heading towards the front door.

Obito trailed after you, his eyes were still locked on his phone. It made you wonder what was going on. You were kind of worried, because Obito never did this kind of stuff before. He usually stayed, but this time he wasn’t.

Did you do something?

“Be safe.. okay? Be careful,” you looked up at him with a smile.

He smiled, placing his phone back into his pocket. “I will..” he replied, leaning in to kiss your lips, “I’ll text you later, babe,” 

You watched him exit your apartment. The door shut with a click, leaving you in total silence. You could only feel the confusion running through your body. 

What was going on with Obito? 

You hoped whatever was going on would pass, but it wasn’t right. 

The thoughts just wouldn’t escape your head for some reason.

[thefact0rygirl]

BEHAVE | Part 2/3

{part one} {masterlist}

Rating: Explicit 18+

Pairing: Boba Fett x Fem!Reader (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 5.0k

Warnings: penetrative sex (p in v), oral sex (f receiving), breast play, mouth kink, light choking, squirting, name calling, creampie, softdom!boba, explicit language, explicit sexual content, explicit language, overuse of pet names what else is new

A/N: annddd we’re back with more boba thots (and some fluff). I 10000% believe boba’s love language is acts of service and i was yearning. Oh, and there’s going to be a third part because let’s be real boba is older and can probably only last one round

Cross-posted on ao3

For the first time in his life, Kole Terrek didn’t know what to say. 

Even after Fennec confirmed that, yes, Boba would have shot him, his tongue still itched at the need to say something to his employer. Anything. But what exactly do you say to a crime lord after you just flirted with his girl right in front of him? 

Most didn’t make it this far and yet, there he was: pacing around the throne room, racking his brain for the best thing to say. He mulled over every phrase, every word, but they all seemed to fall short. 

“Huh, that’s a first,” Kole chuckled, turning to stand in front of Fenenc. “Can’t think of anything to say when the boss returns. Don’t think that’s ever happened.”

“And yet you’re still talking.” Fennec retorted, flicking a grain of sand from her sleeve. 

There was some shuffling coming from a hallway behind Kole before the familiar sound of heavy footsteps echoed off the walls. He recognized those steps.

Boba. 

Kole’s blood ran cold as he realized his time to figure out an apology had run out. Fuck it, I’ll just wing it, he thought, taking a sobering breath before spinning around. 

“Hey boss! Sorr—”

He stopped when he saw the two figures entering the throne room. Huh. He was surprised to see you. He wasn’t expecting Boba to let you out here again, especially after Fennec warned him to not look at you or mention you to anyone. 

“Boba doesn’t share. Especially her.”

And Kole had every intention of following through, but as you and Boba got closer, his mouth went slack. You looked disheveled with your messy hair and wrinkled dress. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what Boba meant when he said you were “busy.”

But that wasn’t what made Kole dumbstruck. Oh no. It was when the dim lights illuminated your face. Kole squinted, trying to get a better look. Your face was shiny, even a bit sticky, as if you had smeared a thick balm all over and — 

Wait a fucking minute.

“I-Is that…” Kole he was asking more to himself, but he wouldn’t mind if Fennec jumped in. She saw it too, right? His eyes bulged out of his skull and his mouth hung open in a comical state. He looked like a character in a children’s holovid. He whipped around to Fennec, who remained unbothered by your state. 

“See something you like?” 

Kole’s soul just about left his body at the sound of Boba’s gruff voice. The two of you were now standing directly in front of Kole and, yeah, it was exactly what he thought it was. 

Semen. Seed. Jizz. Cock snot.

Whatever your preference, your face was covered in it. The hairs on the back of his neck as he tore his eyes away from the thick liquid dripping down your neck.

“Uh..N-No, sir…Boss. Nothing.” 

Don’t look, don’t look. 

“Good,” Boba replied, as if he hadn’t a care in the world. Reaching into his utility belt, he pulled out a small bag. Holding it up, he shook it so the clanking sound of credits rang out. Kole’s payment. 

Just take the kriffing credits and run. 

Kole extended a shaky hand to grab the bag, but Boba tossed it behind Kole so it landed on the first step of the staircase.

“Get out.”

Boba was not playing around. So why weren’t Kole’s legs moving? His brain screamed at him to walk. Just get the hell out of there. But it didn’t seem to register, his muscles apparently taking root in the sandy floor. 

Was no one going to say anything?

He braved a singular look at you, because, shit, what was the worst that could happen now? Maybe this was some sick joke. You’d start laughing and Boba would laugh and this would be a funny story for him to tell his future children. 

But all you offered was a flirty smile. The same flirty smile that landed him in the current cesspool he was standing in. Gawking at you while you wore Boba (literally) all over your face.

After you tilted your chin down and raised your brows, signaling to Kole to leave, his body finally seemed to speed up. Pivoting towards the stairs, he snatched the bag from the step before stumbling up the stairs. He was almost out of sight when he heard Boba call out his name. Kole slowly turned back to face the crime lord. 

“It is.” Boba replied, tipping his helmet up to meet Kole’s stupefied gaze.

“…W—What?” 

Kole swore he heard a snicker erupt from the green helmet as Boba waved a casual hand towards your face.

“It’s exactly what you think it is.” Boba repeated again. 

Nope. No way. Goodbye. He wasn’t sticking around any longer. Kole trampled up the final stairs, tripping and almost falling back down. His unnerving steps grew quiet as he rushed out of the Palace, the large doors clanking shut to signify his departure. 

Boba was the first to speak. “All things considered, that went pretty well.” 

Fennec let out an exasperated sigh before grabbing a bottle of spotchka. 

“Wash up!” She called, retreating through a side door to her private chamber. She’d speak with Boba tomorrow about a raise. If this was the buffoonery she would have to deal with, she was demanding a larger cut. 

— — — — — — — — — 

Well, shit. 

You certainly were a sight. A fucked out and sticky sight. No wonder Kole was close to a conniption. 

Following Fennec’s lead, you and Boba retired to your own chambers. As Boba removed his armor, you went on the hunt for a bacta kit to treat your scrapped knees. You swore you had seen one in the ‘fresher. As you flipped on the lights to aid in your search, you finally got a good look at yourself in the mirror and —

“Kriff,” You muttered under your breath. There wasn’t a part of you that didn’t scream mess.

Your hair looked like an untamed tumbleweed that framed two wide, bloodshot eyes. The puffy skin around your eyes complimented the red blotches dotting your cheeks, and then, of course, there was the real mess.

The ropes of cum had mostly dried down to form a shiny cast over your face. Your eyes trailed the nonsensical stripes of ejaculate as they traveled south. Whatever hadn’t dried had traveled down to splatter onto your chest. Most were absorbed by your dress, the stains leaving what looked like a vulgar strand of beads along the neckline. 

As you took in a deep breath, the skin on your chest prickled as a rose drop trickled down. Tugging down your dress, you found the offending droplet leaving a gummy trail as it slid down your sternum. 

Babe said not to touch, but Kole was gone and Boba was busy…

You hesitated a moment, before scooping the liquid with your thumb and popping your it in your mouth. 

“You like that?”

You almost choked at the sudden intrusion. Whipping around, you found Boba  shirtless, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest.

“You like walking around covered in cum?” The ghost of a smirk played on his lips. 

You pulled your thumb from your mouth, lips smacking in response, “I like walking around with your cum.”

He dismissed your statement with a snort and head shake. For as confident of a man that Boba Fett was, he had a shrinking mindset when it came to himself. Those who didn’t know him would say he was just sarcastic, which was true. He was sarcastic, but sometimes his dry comments emanated from his insecurities. And it confused the hell out of you. 

In the span of a single afternoon, Boba had threatened someone’s life, face fucked you in a hallway, and then paraded you around his release painted on your face, but the thought that you actually liked it was where he drew the line?

He moved to stand in front of you, his hands squeezing your waist while you pulled his face down so he couldn’t escape your fixed gaze. “I know what I like, Boba.” You pressed, as if that would squash his self-deprecating thoughts.

He didn’t even consider your words before crinkling his nose, “And now your knees are banged up.”

Okay. Technically that was true, but it was besides the point. You sighed, opting to not start a debate. You could practically hear Boba’s inner voice prepping a rebuttal. 

Instead, you nuzzled his cheek before grounding him back to you with a kiss. It was brief, just long enough for you to feel the warmth of his mouth and taste the air in his lungs, before he pulled away. He nodded towards the counter that was pressed into your back. 

“Up.”

Boba tightened his grasp on your waist to help steady you as you lifted yourself up to sit on the counter. Bending down, he assessed the damage to your knees. It wasn’t anything severe, just a bad case of road rash. But it still hurt. 

His hand hovered over your left knee, feeling the heat of inflammation radiate from the injured skin. Behind the caked on dirt, a violent shade of red peaked through, acting like a warning to back off of the offended skin. The surrounding areas formed a frame of budding bruises while scratches of various degrees ran down your knees. Some were small and already robbed over while others were much deeper. 

Shaking his head, he straightened up and began washing his hands. to wash his hands in the sink. 

“What did I tell you about those dresses?” He chastised, his protective nature coming out. 

You had to bite your cheek to keep your teasing smile. One of the things you learned about Boba was that his protectiveness extended past sex. It wasn’t just a kink for him. He was incredibly mindful of your wellbeing. Like when he warned you about running around the Palace in a dress that barely covered your ass.

“Easy access?” You joked, hoping your words would relax his clenched jaw. 

He responded with a pointed look, his broody eyes letting you he was not unamused. 

“Sorry.” You whispered as you bit your bottom lip.

“Practicality.” He emphasized, answering his own question. Grabbing the bacta kit, he kneeled in front of you. “This place is hard and dusty and covered in Hutt slime, you can’t be running around like this. You could get hurt.”

You give him a half-hearted nod in acknowledgement, your mind was bathing in Boba’s affection. He pressed a wet wash cloth to your knee trying to ease the caked on debris from your would. His full attention was now to you and tending to your wounds.

The universe had not been kind to Boba. He was thrust into scum and villainy before he could understand it. There was no place for empathy or emotions in such a wretched world. Emotions made you weak, and if you were weak, you were dead. 

The irony of it was that deep down, Boba was an emotional man. He had wants and desires just like anyone else, but he kept them buried, locked up in a box, and shoved into the farthest corner of his mind. What was the point of dreaming when he could never act on them? 

He operated in a state of diligent detachment from emotions and bonds. He liked it that way. It kept him safe. Sure, it wasn’t a mark of emotional maturity, but it worked for him.

And then you came along. He didn’t expect it at first. He saw you as a physical release, the result of a mutual agreement that sexually benefitted the both of you. And yet, you still opened yourself to him. You had your own problems and nightmares to deal with, but you still let him experience you so freely, as if you had nothing to lose. In response, he felt himself lowering his defenses and wanting to open himself to you just like you had done to him. 

For the first time, he went looking for that chained up box of desires and wants. When he couldn’t sleep, he would toy with the idea of revisiting those wants. But he held back. This was his own version of Pandora’s box and once he cut open the locks, there were no take backs. It scared him, although he would never admit it. So he waited, becoming reacquainted with affection and companionship. 

His love was non-verbal. It was brash and it wasn’t for everyone. He wouldn’t hold you, he wouldn’t write you love sonnets, or profess his love for you from the rooftops. He couldn’t speak his affection for you, but he could show you. He always made an extra cup of caf for you in the morning. On colder nights, he would wrap his blanket around you so you would stop shivering. 

He would treat your injuries, just like that exact moment. The King of the Underworld would get on his knees for his queen you. 

His touches were light and calculated as he worked, watching your body for any signs of discomfort or pain. When the antiseptic he poured over your cuts had flowed into a particular deep gash, you hissed and flinched away almost hitting him in the nose. He wasn’t annoyed or upset like you would have thought. He was comforting, pausing to hold your leg and rub soothing circles into your calf. 

“Hush, I know. Almost done.”

Moments like this were how he expressed his feelings for you. No one saw this side of him. Maybe Fennec after Boba saved her, but no one else. This was personal, the purest gift he could give you. It meant more than all the precious stones and credits in the galaxy. 

Your heart swelled with pride as he placed a bacta patch to each knee. With his job complete, you thanked him opening your legs so he could stand up and push himself between them. 

“What’s that smile for, girl?” He asked as his hands ran along your other thighs.

You didn’t even realize your were smiling, your mind hazy with adoration. You debated telling him, but decided against it. Affection was still new to him, you didn’t want to scare him off. You wanted to cherish the moment for as long as possible. 

Shaking your head, you intertwined your hands being his neck. “Nothing.”

His hands gripped the silky fabric of your dress before pressing his hot, open mouth to yours. The familiar knot constricting in your stomach from earlier had returned. His scent filled your body as your nails dragged against the nape of his neck. 

Boba broke away first to leave a trail of lazy kisses from your mouth up towards your temple, “Do you want to clean up?”

You shook your head, breath hitching when he dragged his tongue along a dried stripe running across your cheek.

“No?”

“No.”

“Why not?” 

“Because I like it.” Your breath caught in your throat as he tugged your dress up and over your chest. Once off, Boba threw your dress somewhere behind him leaving you in just your underwear.

“Always full of surprises.” He muttered before kissing you with the utmost respect, which only annoyed you. He was being cautious, teasing you by taming his actions just to see how needy you were. And you were really fucking needy by that point. 

He turned his attention to your chest. His fingers trailed along your flesh, moving inward to circle the outer perimeter of your nipples. So fucking close, but never actually touching them. With an impatient wiggle, you pressed your mouth harder to his, feeling your teeth crashed into his. 

Boba pulled away, “It seems like there’s something you want, little one.” 

He kissed down your throat, tongue gliding down to meet his hands as they massaged your breasts. Amusement laced his ever word as he spoke, “So what is it? What do you want?”

“Y-You.” You managed to get out as your heart thumped against your ribcage.

“You have me.”

“Boba…” 

“Use your words.”

You gasped when he finally pressed his lips to your chest. As his hands continued to massage your breasts while your nipples grew hard as he flicked his tongue over each of the hardened buds. 

Every nerve in your body on high alert to Boba and his taunting. You let out a high-pitched whine when he finally pulled a nipple into his mouth and began to suck. He didn’t let you revel in bliss for too long before calling out your name. 

Finally, a chance to compose yourself. You look down to find Boba watching you with a smug smile. 

“Fill me up. Please.”

Standing back up, his hand dropped to the front of your underwear. His finger ran along the waistband of your underwear before moving down to your clothed pussy. Your breath hitched when he started rubbing small circles on your clit.

“You like being bad, don’t you?”

“Maybe I do.”

“But you seem so nice.” 

“That’s what everyone thinks, isn’t it?”

“Everyone except me.”

“I like being naughty for you.”

His hands looped into the sides of your underwear and began pulling. You lifted yourself up just enough for him to yank the material off of your body, throwing it behind him to join your discarded dress. 

“Yeah?” He asked, not waiting for an answer. He kneeled in front of you again, pushing your legs apart. 

With you on full display for him, Boba pushed his face into, filling his lungs with your scent. 

“You smell so fucking good,” His nose bumped against your clit while his breath fanned out on your slit. “I could smell you when I was cleaning you up.”

Any hope that Boba was done with teasing was gone when he started bathing your lower half in kisses. He littered your inner thighs with pecks before sucking small bruises into your skin as he got closer to your wet core. 

“Boba,” You whined, when he kissed the joint between your leg and outer labia. His mouth was everywhere except where you wanted him. “I’ve been good.” 

“And I’m a man of my word. Stop pouting.”

His eyes stayed locked to yours as he pulled back your hood to place a chaste kiss directly on your clit. Rough hands gripped your thighs before he pulled the little bud into his mouth.

“Stars…Yes, yes,” You chanted when he started lapped and sucked on your clit. 

“That’s right,” His breath hit your clit with each word. “Let me hear those pretty little noises.”

You moaned his name as he ran his tongue long the edges of your lips, teasing your entrance, before dipping his tongue inside, pushing it in just a tiny bit, before pulling out. He repeated this, each time going a bit deeper. You squirmed as you watched as Boba’s nose grew wetter as his tongue moved in circles inside of you. 

By the time he pushed two of his fingers inside, you were on the brink of your first orgasm. His ministrations had chipped away at the little control you had left and the building pressure between your legs was close to breaking. 

“F-fuck, Boba-ahhh,” You moaned. Your orgasm escalating quickly, as you feel each stroke, each lick pulling you along. His fingers worked harder, his mouth going back to suck on your clit.

“Are you going to cum for me?”

“S-Stars I’m g-going to—” Shockwaves coursed through your body with every thrust of his fingers. 

“C’mon, little one. Soak my face.”

One, two, three more thrusts of his fingers and you wailed, your orgasm burning through you. He continued his ministrations until you let go of your thighs, letting them fall limp to the side. 

“You're beautiful when you come.” He stood up letting you awe at his soaked chin and jaw. You adjusted yourself before yanking his face down to your mouth. Running your tongue over his soaked skin, you licked yourself off of him while he sang words of praise in your ear.

“Good girl, taste how sweet you are.”

“My pretty baby came so well, your legs are still shaking.”

“You want me to fuck your pretty pussy?” Boba moaned, as he pulled down his pants just enough to pump himself in his hand.

“Think you can handle it?” 

You shuddered as he ran his cock along your slit. Your mouth hanging open unable to forms words. 

“Did my pretty girl go cock dumb? Does she need to go to bed?” Boba sneered, pulling away slightly, causing you to cry out in protest. Your arms flailed trying to pull him close to you.

“Then fucking beg for it.” He slapped your pussy with his free hand. “Show me how desperate you are.”

Overwhelmed and annoyed, you pushed your hands to his chest making him stumble back from you. You jumped down from the counter, turning around, and arching your back so your ass was stuck out for him. Your pussy puffed out between your spread legs the wetness from your release and his saliva smearing your inner thighs. 

Looking back around to him, your words were laced with exasperation, “B-Boba, please! You promised. I was so good, I was a good girl, I want you to fill me, please.”

Your exasperation was not lost on Boba. His knees buckled as he gripped himself harder. His baiting always made you impatient, but this was the biggest display of brat he had ever seen from you. 

You were a spoiled princess. His spoiled little princess. 

“Is my girl upset?” He cooed, approaching you again. “You know I’ll give you what you want.”

You could hear the sadistic grin in his voice. He loved to torment you like this. Even if you were good, he loved to watch you beg. 

“You just need to be patient.”

Finally, fucking finally, you felt the tip of his cock make contact with your slit. Not enough to enter you, just…resting there. Letting you know how close he is. You pushed back, trying to force him inside you fully, but Boba caught on. His hand came down on your ass, a loud smack vibrating against the walls. Your ass stung as a red hand print bloomed on your skin.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing?” He growled, smacking your other cheek with just as much force. 

You choked on your words as you pleaded, “I was good. I listened.”

“And now you’re forgetting your place.”

“Do you think I’m messing around? Think I won’t stop?”

Despite his sharp words, he continued to tease your slit, tapping his cock against your clit. You had a sneaking suspicion that he was to trying to exert the same amount of self-control he was demanding of you. 

“You gonna behave?”

“Yes,” You mewled, screwing your eyes shut. Maybe if you couldn’t see him you would calm down. Maybe. Maybe not, but worth a shot. 

“Then fucking act like it.”

You remained steady, trusting he would reward you if you only waited. He slapped your ass again just to be sure. Your knuckles turned white as you held on, locking your knees so you wouldn’t budge from your position.

“Very good.” Boba hummed as he surveyed your feeble attempts at control in the mirror. 

The pressure between your thighs increased and you felt his head parting your pussy lips. You clenched at the small amount inside you, as if trying to pull his cock inside of you. You needed him so bad. 

Your knuckles turn white when he runs the tip of his cock along your slit, gathering your wetness to make an even bigger mess. He started with your ass, gently prodding at the puckered hole. Nothing extreme or invasive, just some gentle taps to let you know he was there. After all, he did promise to fill all your holes…

Boba pushed in a little further, letting out a small grunt as he did so. He was working his way into you and it was the sweetest torture you had received. Boba could feel you pulsating, too, and grabbed your hips hard, thrusting himself all the way inside of you, forcing you to take his entire length in one go.

With his cock fully buried inside your cunt, he lost all sense of self-control. He pounded into you relentlessly, your hands and feet working so you wouldn’t go sailing into the mirror. 

Slap.

Slap.

Slap.

His hands were splayed across the globes of your ass as he thrust into you tirelessly. He didn’t let you move, not even to return his thrusts with your own. He kept you planted in place, owning you, making you helpless on his cock.

“F-fuck, good girl, you take me so well,” He muttered as he ran his thumb across your ass before gently prodding at the puckered hole. Nothing too extreme or invasive, just gently pushing to let you know he was there. After all, he did promise to fill all your holes…

The gentle pushing on your ass contrasted with Boba’s fierce thrusting in your pussy had you struggling to keep your whimpers from escaping your mouth. 

You felt his hands slithered up your body, one wrapping around your neck while the other wrapped around your abdomen right under your breasts. Pulling you up, he kept you locked against him. His chest heaved as he thrust into you, his force and rhythm never faltering. The hand wrapped around your neck moved up, his fingers prodding your lips.

“Open your mouth, baby,” He grunted, thrusting two fingers past your parted lips. His skin heated up as your tongue swirled around them. He pushed them farther in hitting the back of your throat as you moaned.

“Good girl,” He lifted his head to watched you in the mirror. “Suck my fingers, pretend it’s my cock.”

He wanted to commit to memory every single thing about you. The sheen of sweat that covered your body. The way the skin on your thighs rippled with each thrust. He watched your hands grip the arm wrapped around your chest, fingers scratching his scarred skin as you tried to fight off your approaching orgasm. Consumed in carnal bliss, you were beautiful to him. He wanted you to see what he saw, wanted you to experience it all. Every last detail. 

“O-Open your eyes, pretty girl,” He coaxed. “Look at yourself getting fucked.”

The first thing you saw were his fingers stuffed in your mouth as you drooled on his hand. His brown eyes leered at you from over your shoulder, watching you with such animalistic desire, he looked to be in pain. His desire and own release ached as he drove into your wet pussy. 

“What would that piece of shit Kole say if he saw you like this?”

Your only answer was a moan, feeling his cock rubbing against your g-spot. You watched Boba bite into the sensitive skin of your shoulder. 

“He’d never look at you ever again.”

“He wouldn’t think you were such a nice girl anymore."

“He’d think you were such a little slut.” 

“You’re my little slut, right? Only for me.” 

“Mmmm-hmmm.” Your pussy started to convulse, moments away from your second orgasm. 

“Touch yourself. Cum one more time before I fill you.”

“Can you do that?”

“Let me see you shake.”

Your hand shot between your legs, unable to taunt and tease like he had done. You were too horny, too desperate. You rubbed tight circles on your clit, the tips of your fingers brushing his length as he thrust in and out. 

Boba wasn’t far behind, chasing his own release. His voice cracked as he spoke, “O—h, fuck, I—I’m going to cum.” 

He ripped his fingers from your mouth, his hand returning to its original spot on your throat. Your eyes fluttered close for a brief second before Boba squeezed the sides of your throat. 

“No, no, little one. E—Eyes open.” 

“Watch yourself.”

Your chest felt heavy for air as your vocal cords vibrated in short, quick grunts. The pressure building inside of you was growing faster than before. It was intense, almost unbearable. Your pussy spasmed and you felt yourself starting to lose control over your lower muscles.

“B-Boba. I t-think I’m g-gonna—ahhh” 

“Let go. Cum all over my cock.”

You couldn’t hold back any longer. Caught in a crossfire of stimulation and pleasure, your body shook as you screamed. Your juices flowed out of you with an unstoppable force. It was running down your legs and splashing against Boba as he continued thrusting into you. 

“F—fuck, goo-od girl. You fucking soaked me.”

The sight of you loosing yourself to pleasure, pleasure he created, and feeling you dripping down him was all it took before he buried his face in your neck. Low groans vibrated against your shoulder as Boba caught his own release.

You clenched around him, making it impossible for him to pull out. He emptied inside of you, ropes of cum stuffing you full as he throbbed against your fluttering muscles. 

“Milk me, little one.”

“Take every last drop in your pussy.”

Boba continued with shallow thrusts, pushing his cum deeper inside of you. The warm feeling of fullness fanned over your lower half as you collapsed onto the cold counter top. Boba followed soon after, his forearms resting on the countertop on each side of your head. 

You felt Boba bury his face in your hair, letting you scent consume him. Even in a state of euphoria, his hands were still clenched in weak fists. Using the little amount of your restored energy you had, he pushed your head until your lips pressed into his calloused skin. He kissed the nap of your neck in return. 

Your bodies melted together in post-orgasmic bliss, your breathing slowly leveling out as Boba softened inside of you. You could feel some of his cum start to escape, trailing down your abused pussy clit. 

After a while, you turned your head, whispering Boba’s name. He lifted his head up, eyes disoriented as if he had been woken up from a nap. 

“I think I’m ready to wash up now.”

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umm if you’re taking sam requests,,,,can i ask for some playing ball with sam and his nephews?

or!! sailing with sam on his newly repaired boat?

okay boat date??? literally melted my heart sooooo I’m gonna write a boat date

he would be so ecstatic that the boat was finally done annddd that Sarah decided not to sell it

and he’d immediately grab a picnic basket and just start shoving food inside

and you’re sitting on the couch watching tv with Sarah sleeping beside you

“babe? what are you doing?”

he’d go into the living room with his hands full of foods, blankets, and drinks and with the widest smile “we’re going sailing!”

and yeah you’re exhausted from helping with the boat but he’s got that little gleam in his eyes so how could you say no?

so you help take all the stuff to the pier and onto the boat

omg he would be like a little kid in a candy store showing you the boat

even though you know what it looks like, he’d just “look at what bucky and I fixed! This is what Sarah helped with and oh- this is what cass and aj did!”

and he’s got this proud smile on his face which is the most adorable thing

you’d pout, “hey I worked on the boat too!” and he’d give you a peck on the cheek and say “I know you did, I was saving the best for last. see that? the absolute light of my life worked on that and they did a really amazing job”

and then once you started to sail around, you’d start eating and chatting about nothing in particular

would definitely have a small food fight with him

you’d also feed each other grapes, pressing your fingers onto his lips and watching as his tongue wrapped around the fruit

lots of making out on the picnic blanket which would turn into full on snuggles

especially after eating because his food his all full and his heart is all happy

the sway of the water and the thumping of his heart would just lull you right to sleep

omg imagine him throwing you in the water to wake you up

“Samuel Thomas Wilson you put me down right this second!”

he’d laugh, “You weren’t supposed to wake up!”

and you’re about to scold him again before he throws over board and you’re yelling at the top of your lungs

but he’s right behind you all like “I’m coming, baby!” and he jumps in after you

you become playfully mad at him cuz now your clothes are all wet

and he’s so whiny “babe! I’m sorryyy! I thought it would be fun!”

and you can’t stay mad at him for long when he pouts

after drying off and getting back in the boat, you’re shivering from the wild winds and he just wraps his arms around you

“I love you.”

and you’re literally stunned right then and there cuz you haven’t said it to each other yet and you didn’t expect it at such a moment

once you’ve gathered your senses, you bring his face close to yours and crash your lips against his

“I love you too, captain america”

[eremiie]

tips for planning a multipart fanfic? I’m considering on writing one but I’m not sure how to really plan :/// I only got the general concept as well as the title down but that’s as far as I could get for being an amateur of a writer... orz

i’ll try to help you out!

so i only have one multipart fic (a series) in the works right now, but i’ll tell you what i’ve done :)

planning a series;

determine whether you’re a plotter or a pantser;

a plotter is someone who outlines and plots their whole entire story before they begin it. i am a plotter, i plan out every little thing, and this goes for my series to my oneshots, to sometimes even drabbles LMFAO. a pantser is someone who doesn’t do much planning and kind of just goes with the flow. this is a spectrum— you can be in the middle, you can lean towards plotting, you can lead towards pantsing. i will say take a shot at plotting though because i think it’s really helpful and can really help you lay a basis for your story. there’s a lot of outlining sheets to take from the internet, like “the heros journey”, “the eight c’s”, etc!

know your characters;

for fanfics it’s pretty easier than creating original characters because you already have characters that you’re working with that you just need to characterize to fit the plot. characterizing characters and getting them right can be hard too though. i suggest using wiki websites for these characters to know their personality, research their zodiacs if you think they act like them, research their personality types, etc. since i usually write reader inserts i still characterize my reader but i make it as vague as possible. for example, my reader in my series karma is independent, caring, a tad bit stoic, and much more. knowing your characters doesn’t even stop at the personality though— in my notes for my outline of karma i have things down to how my characters talk! here’s a peek at my notes;

if you can see, the first photo i planned out the characters relation to reader, and in the second photo i planned out how the characters talk. you’re probably like “why does that matter?” but even things like that can really characterize and give way to a character. sasha’s speech style shows that she grew up in the country— because canonically she lived on a farm and i incorporate that into my story. pieck’s speech style (will) shows that she’s clever, and she’s smart and she lets people figure out things on their own. armin’s speech style shows that he’s intelligent and has a lot going on in his brain!! so yeah, know your characters :)

worldbuild;

worldbuilding is as it sounds, build your world, plan out the world you’re gonna create in your story, even if it’s something you’re not gonna mention— knowing your world to the best of your ability helps you know how your characters will move in this world. for example, in my notes i have the plot set in marley, “marley university” if you will, i have the dormmates written down, the couples written down, i have imagery of how the college is set up in my head as well. so worldbuild your story.

character arcs;

so especially for stories with a lot of characters you’ll need to give characters purpose in your stories. don’t just introduce a character in chapter 4 and forget about them. every character introduced needs to come back eventually. the character needs to have some purpose in the story, their relevance needs to be made known. and this character needs to have their own closing for their “arc” as well. for example, in attack on titan isayama closes every single one of the characters arcs by fulfilling what they needed to fulfill, by having them push the plot forth, or come at peace within theirselves or something like that. ymir for example finally got to live for herself and shows hisu how to live for herself. released hisu from the binds of “christa” and helped her discover her true self. this in itself pushed the plot forth because hisu became hisu which is a reiss and took the throne, and so on. that was the closing of ymir’s arc, and that was the blossom for historia’s. so know your characters and build arcs for them that’ll come to a close. write these arcs down in your notes if you need to make it clear for yourself!

plot;

and of course, we’ll dive deep into plotting. so when i plot my story i figure out what the endgame is at first. how is the story gonna end? where is everyone going to end up? if it’s a romance are the 2 characters going to end up together? when you know the end you can work backwards until you get to the beginning. this is optional but also know what you’re trying to tell your reader. do you have a theme in mind? 

when i plot i start with big plot points personally, so what are the main events that are going to happen? then i figure out the mini plot points that’ll get us from point A to point B until all the gaps are filled. so once again, for example lets say we’re writing a romance. endgame is that eren and armin end up together.

eren and armin meet in a coffee shop where eren is struggling with his biology class

eren and armin become study buddies

eren and armin realize they like each other after so many study seshs

eren stops studying with armin bc he thinks he’s gonna mess something up

armin gets sad and starts talking to jean about it

eren thinks jean and armin have something going on so he confesses to armin b4 jean does (even tho jean wasn’t)

eren and armin end up together

LMAO so those would be my major plot points, then i’d intertwine these plot points together to create the story as a whole. maybe armin sits down to help eren since he was waiting for his coffee and ended up staying longer than he intended. maybe then armin bumps into eren at school and recognizes him from the coffee shop and asks him how biology is going and eren says terrible so he offers to study with him. (that’d be from point A to B) maybe then they become routine study buddies every wednesday and start pining for each other. and so on, i’ll slowly intertwine all these plot points until i have the story all filled out. 

go into detail with it!!! figure out the events in between that will lead to the next event, make it all click :) afterwards you can divide everything into chapters.

i will say though when you’re dividing it into chapters i think what’s gonna make your reader want to turn the page is leaving every chapter on a “cliffhanger” and a cliffhanger doesn’t always mean something big. it just means something left open ended that the reader needs to read more to find out about. for example in karma chapter one, why is eren drunk? who is the unknown number texting his phone? these things need to eventually be answered and the reader has to turn the page to get to the answer to these questions. 

try to lace everything in your story together, and make sure that everything mentioned in your story needs to be mentioned. chekhov’s gun; don’t tell us there’s a gun on the wall in chapter 1 if someone’s not gonna fire it in chapter 12. bring everything back and let everything contribute to the story as a whole. 

symbolism;

annddd just a little something extra that can really round out a series is symbolism. symbols give this pizazz to your story— but it’s optional of course!! i just think it’s fun to add in. for example, the purple flowers in attack on titan, the tree eren likes to sleep under, attack on titan ending on 139, little things like that are symbolism and can shed more on a story or on a character than you think. be wise with your symbolism and sprinkle it here and there (make sure it makes sense though!!) 

[kiddiesmores]

hai asf KCHBKBHFV i really love love ur blog and i was wondering if i could request a tsukki x top male reader smut wherein the reader gets jealous bc tsukki keeps spending more time with kuroo HAHAHHAHA

warning: vv nsfw. bratty subby tsukki! dom reader. kinda angsty. kuroo just be chillin. dirty talk. tsukkis kinda ooc but oh well.

i hope you enjoy lovebug <3

Bad manners? Bad communication.

“You’re aware you’re not the only person I talk to, I can hang out with as many people as I want.”

“I never said that tsukki, all I said was that you’ve been spending a lot of time with kuroo and you haven’t spoken to me in 2 weeks.”

Training camp went on for two weeks, you being at basketball, and tsukki at volleyball. The whole two weeks you tried to get in contact. You knew he brought his phone so why isnt he texting you back? Is he sleepy? That has to be it.

Right?

Now camps over, still no fucking contact. So yeah youre a little fed up that your boyfriend isn’t texting you, but hey, he’s still posting that rooster haired bitch on his story.

Of course you had nothing against kuroo, you and kuroo met through tsukishima. But fuck can he give you your baby back :(.

New notification

Hyëënuh: you seem pissed lately what’s up with you?

You looked down at your phone, kuroo texted you. How sweet.

You: Tsukki hasnt talked to me in weeks, idk if i did anything but 💔

Hyëënuh: bruh. want me to cancel me and his plans so you both can hang out? maybe yknow...👉🏼👈🏼 wink wonk

Ohoho kuroo tetsurou you sly bitch

You: Ugh youre so gross, i love the way you think 😼

Hyëënuh: 😼🤙🏼

And thats how you and tsukki got to where you are now 😀. Arguing in your kitchen.

You took in a deep breath and sat down at the table, your head in your hands. “I just,” you sighed, “Did I do something? Baby why are you not speaking with me? Do you like him?” Tsukki scoffed, “I’d never like him, don’t do that.”

Slowly walking up to your seat, tsukki ran a hand through your hair. “I didnt want to annoy you..” he whispered. You looked up, no longer a scowl on your boys face. Just those soft, doe eyes only meant for you to see. “Oh kei.. you? Annoy me? Never.”

Your arms sliding around his slim waist, pulling him down to sit on your lap. Rubbing up his back as tiny sniffles left his nose.

He was crying. “Don’t cry baby, It’s okay.”you cooed. “I didn’t want you to feel that way.” he choked.

Pulling his head into your shoulder, you kissed his tears and stroked his red cheeks. It’s out of character to ever see tsukishima like this. To everyone else at least. He’s your baby. Your salty, sexy, bratty baby.

Coaxing him with your voice, he slowly came out of his saddened head space, now needing some extra attention.

Those bedroom eyes. God you loved them. Especially after he got done crying? Ugh he’s breath taking. “You need something angel?” you ask, biting the soft flesh on his neck, destined to make dark mark. A mewl left his throat and he clutched onto your shirt, biting down on it not to make another sound.

“Oh no we can’t have that now can we?” you say, standing up with him wrapped around you. You held him by the thighs, walking to your bedroom.

Tossing him on the bed, you slowly slipped off your shirt, watching his eyes stare at you through those glasses. “You made me wait weeks for you tsukishima,” he shuddered at your tone, “I think you can wait a few minutes yeah?”

He was about to protest, “I-“

“Shut up.“

He closed his mouth. I guess he deserved that. Slowly his voice started to come back to him. You want him to be a brat, he’ll show you a brat.

Next thing you know his hand is down his pants, stroking himself and moaning obnoxiously.

Yeah, we’re definitely not having that. You thought, dropping your pants and walking over to the bratty boy. “Aww, how cute? You think you’re doing something huh?”

That bitch had the AUDACITY to smirk at you. “Feels better then you do anyway. Mmf-“

Shoving two fingers down his throat, tsukishima sucked harshly. “Oh i’m in for it.” He groaned mentally, licking and lubing up your fingers while you yanked his pants and underwear off, exposing him from the waist down. You retracted your finger from his mouth and trailed them down from his stomach to his pink hole.

“You ready kitten?” Tsukki nods. “Good, be a good boy and turn on your tummy for me. Can you do that?” He nods again, not trusting himself to talk. Especially when you talk so sweetly to him.

Opening the cap to the lube, you rubbed the gel on the two fingers tsukki sucked on.

Hearing the cap open, he turned his head to look at you with a “Was my sucking not enough?” scowl on his face.

“Just in case baby!” raising your hand in defense. He rolled his eyes and plopped his face back down into the comforter.

Finally, you entered one lubed finger into him, making him hiss. Moving it in and out at a steady pace, then adding the other finger. Tsukki started growing impatient, making him tense. “Mmm, trust the process baby. I can feel you tightening around my fingers, feels good yes but I think you can guess where I’d rather feel that. Hm?”

Tsukki grumbled for you to just fuck him already, making you laugh loudly. “Ah, leave me hanging for some weeks then ask for me to fuck you immediately? Have I spoiled you too rotten? Maybe I should teach you some manners.” You rambled, lubbing yourself up in the process. “My pillow prince. Here you are, ass up- back arched and you’re telling me what to do?”

You spanked one cheek without warning, and he screeched.

“Thats what I thought. You do need proper training again, I guess all your manners left in those few weeks. A shame.”

Slipping into him, you both shared a deep moan, fuck. Feeling his insides clench around you like this? Even though he’s stretched? You could cum right here. It doesn’t feel like he’s been touching himself at all. Well, not his as at least.

Ugh, you’re so in love.

Too lost in your own thoughts, you didnt even notice tsukishima begging you to move.

“Please y/n, I’m used to it. Please move. Please fuck me, I need it. So bad.”

Another laugh, “There you go sweet boy, saying please. Maybe you do have some home training.”

You snapped your hips, finally all the way inside. His breathy moan leaving his mouth, clawing at your sheets. He needs more. So much more. The way you feel. He feels full. He feels hot.

He’s so ready. Ready for you to ruin him the way only you know how.

“Lets make the best of this, what do you say kei?”

He nodded frantically, feeling you slide out and push back in. “YES!”

A wicked smile grazed your lips as you thrusted and pushed inside the boy. Groans and moans bounced off the walls of your bedroom. Skin slapping and the bed creaking were also prominent but the only thing you wanted to hear was Kei. 

“How’s it feel baby? You like this? You look so pretty like this angel, fuck if you could see your face right now. So red and sweaty, those glasses fogging up.” 

“Ah, mmn, hnnnn” Was all you could get as a response. Tsukishimas fists were bawled up so tight, fighting himself not to cum yet.

He knew you hated when he came without permission. 

“Think kuroo could make you feel like this kei baby?” 

Wh-

“N-No. Never..” he whispers as your dick pounds into his aching hole. Your hands gripped his hips, making him slam against your pelvis. 

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck, dadd-AGH. Please, I’m gonna cum i’m gonna cum i’m gonna-” 

You shoved two fingers back into his mouth, which he sucked on again. 

Your body leaned forward, your lips by his ear, “Kei baby, You aren’t coming for a while. Even when you do i’m just gonna make you cum over and over until you feel numb. Maybe by the end that head of yours will finally have me imprinted so deep you will never forget who you belong to.”

Sadly, that pushed him over the edge. His body tensing, his hole tightening around you, making you halt your motions. The poor boys vision went white.

Sweat falling from his head and his breathing slowing down, tsukki looked back at you. Your hard stare made him shiver.

He’s in more trouble now.

He looked back at the head board.

“B-before you punish me,” he starts, “Let me take off my glasses..”

Annddd scene. I hope you guys liked it, it took a lot of energy ehehe. Im not too good at nsfw stuff yet and i’m still trying to see what works and what doesnt hehe. LOVE U GUYS 💗🌸

[thinangelpls]

ANNDDD WE’RE BACK !

[zumpietoo]

I’m sure I must’ve dragged this previously, but much of this DOES seem unfamiliar, with this preceding the “Tabs is gonna cuck Jug” theories....and, regardless, shows us just how desperate, far off the map and ridiculous these assholes are:

Ummmm.....it’s called a “call sheet”, noobie sock and IDK that it was “on tumblr”, tho we did all quickly see it.....and I figured out Jug would be hearing impaired from it....(which, again, A) true/correct and B) something they originally wanted to have Jughead be permanently and from the start)...

(here’s the OG interpretations for ease, BTW):

First off, Vale is done and it’s unlikely we’re be returning, etc....(I’d love to know who this dumbass is, BTW).

Nope, Jug loves teaching and Tabitha---he enjoys helping at the diner (and would be there, anyway and gets to stuff his face).

OMG!!! No, his hearing’s impaired, affecting his balance and making driving/riding his bike dangerous

I think we will be getting him wanting the Serpent life, but this was moar about self destruction/frustration with his hearing issues

Tabs is worried about him and yes, momentarily may be somewhat thwarted

Jug does, for a second, because his hearing loss. He’s shutting out everybody

Ummm....nope, it’s that he can hear!!! (and, in fact, we already have them make up by that point)....and the first thing he hears is her laughing...

Back to Brainfreeze, yes, dear, that “weird” is how the progresses....it means they “finished one ep and moved on to the next...”

That’s what the set’s named, you dumbass

BTW, this is Riverdale, Jug’s temporarily hearing impaired and Tabs’s love helps him get thru it. Things are looking amazing..(and your delight in this is disgusting).

He “forgot” because his balance is fucked.

Because his hearing was messed up, it’s returning and that’s the first thing he hears in a normal manner, idiot....

Ummm....Jug has never “not felt enough”, WTF even IS that? Nope....

Oh of course, it MUST be Slizzy----and he’s pining for her. I do wonder where/how they went from this to Tabi is gonna cuck Jughead, tho....

Also if it were Slizzy, PP would’ve been on the fucking call sheet, you dumb bitch.

She’s “raging”, cuz Jug’s being a bit of an ass----which he realices his fuck up and apologizes for. Jug probably can’t hear at that point. Also even if this wasn’t the case, it would be a brief fight...

The point isn’t who with or why she’s laughing, dumbasses, it’s that Jughead can HEAR it....

Or if her nu seekrit luvrrrr can hear or not...

Nobody GAF, Brainfreeze....

And looks like somebody deleted their post, reblog or account, buuuuttt....god what a dick Snorty is, as well...

Make my fanfic come trueee, other noobie sock!

Annddd....it’s completely off the map, here.....this did NOT age well and we haven’t even seen the ep or gotten a press release, yet....

Suck it haters!!!

[estergj]

Annddd we’re back

[keigoloveminty]

Diamond

Plot: The party was super fancy and new to you, until it wasnt. A very questionable and scary experience for you.

Pairing/s: Hawks x Reader, Izuku x reader, Todoroki x reader, Shinsou x reader, Dabi x reader, Shigaraki x reader, Genten x reader, Aizawa x reader

All characters are aged up to 25+

Warning: Mafia Au, LOV crew is soft to reader,(No Yandere’s just jealous and angry exes :>), Partyy in the houseee, (Please dont at me-- I'm just making this up as I go--)

ALSO ALSSOOO please enjoyyyy :’3

Chapter 2

You squealed as you held the seatbelt tightly as Dabi steps on the pedal,”D-DABI! SLOW DOWN YOUR GOING MAKE ME SPILL MY GUTS OUT-”, you screamed trying to hold onto something tight. Dabi grunts as he speeds up and suddenly turns right, the car screeches while you you shut your eyes tightly now holding and the door. A few minutes of you being pushed from left to right and then your breath almost getting knocked out from Dabi speeding up again,’W-wont we get chased down by a police-- DABI IS GOING TO KILL ME--’, your mind was screaming for you to get out of the car but you weren't stupid enough to do that. Dabi slowed down just a bit as you both entered the Highway,”By the looks of things I guess we’ll be there just on time for the opening ceremony ends..”, Dabi looks to your side to see your eyes wide while breathing heavily. He moves on hand to grab your hand tightening it slightly,”You okay? you seemed stunned..”

You looked back at him with a ‘Are you serious?’ expression, how could he not feel like jelly when he just literally just blasted through the streets and still feel fine, you were here beyond stunned,’H-how can he just say that unfazed?! Is he secretly a top Race driver?! He literally turn me into jelly--’, you sighed trying to calm your beating heart. You squeezed his hand as you leaned back into the seat, you closed your eyes trying to regain and steady your breath. A few moments later you looked back at Dabi with your eyebrows furrowed,”You could've warned me, Dabi!”, He just rolled his eyes focusing using one hand on the stirring wheel while holding your hand in the other,”I’m as fast as my car can take me doll, I'm trying to get us there on time. Sorry about that Doll”, you sighed and turned your head to look at him. Dabi grumbles,”Sorry about that Doll”, You sighed and muttered out ‘Its fine’ as you starred at him with starry eyes, you didn't had time to look at how he fully looked nice you were rushing with time since you only focussed on how his suit looked great.

The lights from the outside framed his face as he drives, the way his hair was styled just a tad bit, still in a messy but in a stylish way. You had a feeling he wouldn't cover his scars but since this was a fancy party you had a feeling he would,’So breath taking... .. I’m almost jealous, hpmh’, you puffed your cheeks as you looked at him,’How did you get so handsome.. I feel like I'm missing out on something-- wait’, you squint your eyes and leaned closer to him. His jaw looks defined, sharper nose-- wait are those three silver piercings on his nose,”You got piercings again? How could I not see that..”, Dabi gives you a side glance for a moment only to look back at the road,”Yeah I did and maybe its because you’re short?”, you huffed and looked away from him. 

“Meanie.. . we haven’t seen each other for awhile and you’re already being mean”

“You’re just too easy doll.. .. that's why I have to look out for you a lot”

You turned your head back to look at him,”Did your say something or was I hearing things?”, Dabi just shrugs turning the steering wheel,”You’re probably still shaken up by my driving, why dont you just rest for a bit we’re almost there..”, he says. You let out a soft ‘hmm’ your eyelids slowy fluttering to close letting you get a short nap,’I swear he said something... . but he was too quiet--’, you immediately dozed off as soon as you closed your eyes.

.. ..

Dabi looks at you for a second,’Knocked out cold maybe inviting her to this party was a mistake’, he looks back to the road, he gently squeezed your hands as he looks at the road. Shigaraki was supposed to invite you but decided against it which Dabi didnt like but he knows why you weren’t supposed to be invited to this party. This party could literally kill you which is why Dabi will stick to your side like a glue, literally. He sighs again feeling a bit nervous but excited, you get to at least take a breather from that nasty break up, maybe he could make his move on

He scoffs when his mind drifted to how Shigaraki might turn him to dust,’Thats not happening, not when that decay bastard has his eyes on you too’, he rolls his eyes still keeping his eye on the road. You both were almost there, just a bit more and you’ll both arrive at the venue. Dabi mind was filled with thoughts about what could happen tonight, this party isn't open to all and only few are invited to even get a glimpse of the growing Paranormal Liberation’s new leader, Shigaraki. Dabi never intended to let get your there on time since he didn’t want you to hear that speech that could literally spill everything of what job Shigaraki has, the people that were going to attend that party was strictly for business proposes. They don’t just throw some stupid party with no meaning to it other than to flaunt their power, as much as possible they needed more loyal people-- as if it wasn’t enough-- to join their side.

It was all to show to those people who decided to make an enemy of them will be completely wiped out and also to scout more people to add to their power and ranks. But all of the higher ranks are taken by the original LOV crew, they didn’t have much to worry about other than those who dare to go against them in a false partnership and tried to act like they were smart but they didn’t think their plan through enough which ultimately led to their demise. 

Or in short, sweet death 

 Dabi eyed the mask that sat right in front of his steering wheel, it was a half face mask that was ironically shape like a demons mouth, it was a “disguise” that his group picked out, told him it suits him since demon breath out fire which in return earned them a punch to the head. He didn’t want to wear the mask cause it wasn’t his taste also it was tacky and didn’t like that he wasted at least half of his money to buy a suit to match the mask. But he didn’t complain one bit since he convinced Shigaraki invite you which he and the group had to try and bribe him, they all missed you.

“This party is just for show, we're here to scout potential clients and loyal follower. We might get uninvited guests so make sure to stay sharp on your designated posts, got it?”, Shigaraki says as he went over to memorised his opening lines for the party, Dabi had his arms on top of the couch looking straight at the ceiling starring directly the chandelier. Toga was talking with Magne on what to wear to the party, Mr. Compress was talking to the chefs through the phone on what to serve in the party. Twice was being twice as always and Genten was polishing his gun.

Dabi was waiting for the right time to ask Shigaraki,’Why the hell isn't he bringing up about y/n.. .’, he squints his eyes from starring too much at the light and looks back at Shigaraki’s back. Just as Dabi was about to open his mouth, Toga beat him to it,”So are we inviting n/n-chan?”, the whole room turns to Toga as she puts down a bright red dress. Shigaraki stops mumbling his lines and looks at Toga, she turns around and grins,”I’m not going to cooperate unless n/n-chan comes annddd I'm not going to enjoy this party, Tomuraaaa”, she whines and pouts.

Shigaraki grumbles out turning his attention to Toga,”As much as we want too we can’t risk---”, Dabi cuts him off,”We can just get more security inside and outside the area, I'm pretty sure we have enough power to do that”, Dabi stands up from the couch and walked towards to the kitchen where Mr. Compress is. Genten turns the gun to look at the other side and wipes the dirt off,”We have the support if Destros himself.. ... only half though since some half of his men are doing other jobs like searching for those who raided our clients products just last week, sending invitations to small and big businesses and lastly tracking down Hawks group that also stole half of our goods”, Genten says as he places the now polished gun in its case.

He stretches his arms and yawns,”Besides, I miss Y/n and thanks to you putting me on duty-- outside the venue”, harshly pointing out that he isn't slightly pleased at all being assigned when there's going to be party,”Make me mad that I want to ice you but since you’re my boss I can’t do that and you might not agree to let Y/n come...”, he slumps down in the couch, furrowing both of his eyebrows, displeased that he has to be on duty. Shigaraki throws his index card down a near by table and scratches his neck, Shigaraki does want to invite you but due to his rivals around Japan— much less the people going to this party, he couldn't risk them knowing he had a friend outside his work, its too dangerous for them to know.

Knowing it’s you they might be after, Shigaraki doesn't want to trap you-- or hide you from the world, you didn't deserve that after what happened to you when you lost your parents.

                 Shigaraki will not allow it 

Shigaraki sighs heavily rubbing his eyes with his gloved finger,’This idiots can’t be serious.. although the people who are attending this party are selected there’s always going to be that one person who’s going to ruin it all and all of them are highclass criminals and Mafia’s’, he ruffles his hair, his mind in conflict on whether or not he will invite you. Dabi sees this and takes this opportunity to negotiate,”What if I'll be the one to escort her to the venue, I'll stick to her like glue--”

“That's not going to work, they know exactly who you are, Dabi. You could put Y/n on their lists of target and none of us want that”

He holds his tongue not wanting to fight as it could lower his chances of getting Shigaraki to say ‘yes’ into inviting you,”Not if I have some sort of disguise to cover up this fucking scars, come on shit face”, at this point Dabi might as well throw all those ‘Y/n’ cards to bribe him. He looks at Genten, he tilts his head to Shigaraki,’Help me out you ice freak--’ he mouths to Genten, Genten looks at him with a lazy expression.

‘Trust me, we all want to see Y/n’

Genten quickly tries to think of something in order to help Dabi,”Imagine how happy would Y/n look if she saw us all--”

“Your on outside duty have you already forgotten? You might as well greet her outside the gate and thats it.”, Shigraki with a monotone voice. This time it was Toga’s turn to try and bribe Shigaraki,”Oh! Oh! Think about how she’ll look super cute all dressed up!! You wouldn't miss that for the world now do you Tomuraa”, she grins trying to imagine how you would look like all dolled up.

“Yeah! I wanna see the precious Diamond too!! She'll look sexy walking down the floors!!”, Twice adds while squealing with Toga. Mr. Compress puts his phone on mute and looks at Shigaraki,”Shigaraki-san, the Violet squad has returned from their assignment and will be helping out in terms of security and look out as well. They have claim to have also wiped out some of Todoroki’s men and came out with minor injuries”, he returns to the phone calls while jotting down on a piece of paper. Shigaraki still not fully convinced crosses his arms and gestures them to keep trying,”Like I said before, I can find a disguise to cover my scars, I promise to stick by her side”, Dabi looks at Shigraki with a serious expression.

“I’ll take my outside duty serious”

“I’ll make sure to cooperate nicely too!!”

“I’ll make a lot of doubles to scout the area out!! They won't ruin this party, no sir!”

“Silence, all of you”, they all shut their mouths. The room intense as Shigaraki turns his back and walk towards the huge window that shows the whole city from below. Shigaraki thinks carefully on how many things may happen, if they do break he needs to know where you’ll escape. But he can't let that happen, every corner must be covered in security-- the roof as well. None of them had a warp gate like they do to transport things carefully but he knows how skilled some of them are working in the shadows, he stares at the lights from below with a straight face,’Y/n-san.... .. we haven't seen each other in awhile, back up has come but.. .’

His mind is filled with a lot of thoughts of what could and would happen, Hawks group is a sneaky bunch along with his partner, Tsukoyomi, who they know has a quirk that works well in the dark. That paired along with Hawks quirk which they recently been told by a spy they sent to get inside information, is able to pick up sounds, control each individual feather as well as sharpen them. Unfortunately, their group has yet to acquire a healer but that was temporarily solved by the professors healing capsules, they get three each on a mission and it takes a few minutes for the healing to take effect. It’s only good for minor injuries, it can heal injuries like big cuts but as for gun shots, not so much as its takes even longer to heal if you don't get the bullet out.

Whats more annoying is that not only that they also have other skilled members that even more annoying to deal with,’Professor has yet to create a nomu that for us or the scouting group that sensei set to find a skilled healer.. we have enough power on our side with our connections but still--’, Shigaraki clenches his fists. He really wants to invite you and get your mind off your breakup, he never really asked what your lovers looked like or even asked to meet them since you never tried to introduce your partners to them and because you know that they would be too busy and they usually their free-time just time to catch up with what you were doing with your life.

He knew he wasn't supposed to have a weakness when sensei told him he was going to be the next heir to the business but for you he made an exception, it was your kindness that made him melt down all his walls. Whenever he was going through something tough, just a little encouragement from you or just a small talk with you made him feel better. What hurts him the most is when he cant be there on time to comfort you when you need it, he didn't want to keep his night job a secret from you but he knows you’re bound to find out one way or another.

You aren't some dumb person, you just choose not to and just keep quiet about it to not get in trouble

And that's what scares him the most to the point where he couldn't sleep properly for somedays, he doesn’t know if you’ve figured it out yet

He shakes his head and tries to remove those thoughts from his head,’No.. thats not going to happen, not on my fucking watch’, if he was going to let you go to this party--that he knows is going to attract there attention-- he needs to make sure that once there's a security breach, he's already telling Dabi or whoever is going to escort you out of the venue-- together you out fast and quiet. He’ll make sure Kurogiri is on his com to make sure as soon as he sends a signal he’ll have his portal up in second straight to your home, send more people to secure the place. As much he doesn't want to tarnish his reputation but when it involves you, he wouldn't give a shit but its not like a little security breach is going to affect his reputation-- maybe his partnerships with other leaders but who's to say they would turn away from him, knowing the power he holds.

This wouldn't be a problem if it wasn’t for his childish choices to just jump in to try and take out his rivals but ultimately failed and losing half of his men but as the months went on he learned to be more smarter and move smarter. Taking out people that are associated with his rival-- U.A corporations-- no matter how big or small they are of a threat, if they are associated with them in anyway, they take them out or if they have potential they kidnap them for information, steal their quirk or get turned into nomu’s. 

Shigaraki reaches to rub his eyes but stops when he hears you scolding in his head

“Don’t rub them Tomura-chan! You’ll irritate it more!” 

        It’s itchy, what do you want me to do about it?

“Stop stop!! Don’t rub it anymore!!!”

       Then scratch it for me then if you don’t want me scratching it

“Your bleeding again Tomura, didn’t I told you not to scratch them... . I just finished rubbing some ointment on too...”

      Right, sorry about that... .

“Don’t pick on your lips either also put some lip balm on it occasionally-- its not girly!! I want to make sure you look good when you kiss a girl!!”

     Who am I going to fucking kiss anyways? I'm not going to kiss anyone if its not you...

Shigaraki smiles unconsciously when he hears you scolding him so he didn’t rub his too hard,’Even when you aren’t physically here, you're still scolding me. Telling me to stop rubbing and picking at my skin.. the things you do to me Y/n...’,he sighs heavily and looks back at the groups who was still waiting for him to give his finally thought in inviting you. They all stopped what they were doing and looked at their boss,”Fine.. she can come--”, Toga grins and raises her arms up. Twice and his other self talked in what to wear to the party, Mr. Compress tips his hat, Geten nods, Dabi mumbles out a quite “Yes!”

“On one condition..”

.. ..

Dabi slows down the car as he enters the road that had thick trees that covered his view,’Had to pick a venue thats waayyy out there, talk about protective..’, he scoffs. He remembers vividly how Shigaraki sent his men to give out last minute changes about the new location for the party to the guests and recall how he asked Professor to personally borrow three of his high ends to which he agreed to. His teacher didn’t mind as long as they get to hold to the party and find new people to add to their assets. 

The new venue that he had picked out what way out of the city-- in cases of.. well, possible collateral damage considering the quirks they have and to not worry about causing too much damage that may have a dent on their name, not that anyone would come after them for destroying property unless they want to die. Its on a mountain and it takes a while to get there since there's a lot of curves and it also possible intruders to make their escape a bit hard if they decided to get lost in the thick forest.

‘This curves are making me sick-- I think we’re almost there, I can see those lights’

A few minutes later, you both finally reached the venue after half an hour on the road he notices a lot of fancy cars that were parked up on the outdoor parking lot, all places almost filled up. He grabs his ear piece that allowed him to talk with his group,”Genten, tell them to open the gates... .. I’ve arrived with Y/n safety”, he talks through the earpiece. His earpiece sends a static with made him scrunch his face and almost pulled it off his ear,”Told the guards to open the gate for you, just drive up to the front ”,the static cuts stops. 

Dabi drives up to the gate, he gave the guard a side look and just gave a short nod and looked at his buddy to open up the gate. He drives inside and goes straight to the back part of the venue, where the important people get to park their cars, he turns the wheel slowly and quickly finds a spot. He backs up his car, sets his breaks to park and turns off the car, he looks back at your sleeping figure and admires you just for a little while.

‘Sleeps like a true doll... how cute’

He rubs his thumb on your hand that was still laced in yours from the whole ride to the venue,”Doll wake up, we’re here now”, he says and squeezes your hand, he reaches out to cup your cheek with his hand that was on the steering wheel. He caresses it softly watching you finally stirring awake,”5 more minutes...pleaseee”, you whined trying to get a little more sleep. Dabi shakes his head and looks at his watch,”Don’t you want to see Shigaraki and the others?”, you slowly got up and Dabi lets his hand that was on your cheek to rest on his legs.

You rubbed your eyes softly as to not ruin your makeup that your spent little time to put on,”Wait let me do a quick retouch on my make up, I don’t want to look like I just took a long nap”, you leg go of his hand and quickly reach for your small clutch bag that carried your makeup, phone and credit card. Dabi lets out a short ‘hm’, trying hard not to lace his fingers back to your hand, he reaches for the face mask and puts it on the lower part of his face and clicks the belt in.

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You opened your clutch bag  and reach for the small pocket mirror and red lipstick, you swipe just softly to not make it a harsh since you went for a soft gradient look. You puckered your lips to spread the lipstick just a bit then grabbed your blusher to just touch up the faint blush, flicked your up eyelash softly. You turned your head to see if you looked alright, you smiled and out everything back to in your clutch bag. You turned back to Dabi and gave him a short nod while smiling excitedly,”Lets go?”

Dabi ties the black scarf over his eyes to cover up the patchwork under his eyes, which you didn't like the idea of it but you guess it was necessary as to not catch attention--much to your distaste,’Dabi looks cool with is scars, people are just judgemental, hpmh!’, he tightens the scarf just a bit and tugging some parts down. He looks back at you through the scarf and nods, you held in a laugh and covered you mouth,”Whats up with that disguise? Did Shigaraki told you to wear that?”, you asked while tilting your head slightly.

He sighs and rubs his neck looking the other way,”Yeah, apparently he doesn't want the guests to stare at me or make them feel uncomfortable”, he says with a quiet voice. You nod with empathy,”Well I think your scars are cool, especially with your quirk, when you’re not going overboard to hurt yourself”, you say with a nervous laugh. Dabi scoffs playfully at this and shakes his head,”We should probably go, the opening ceremony is probably finished”, you nod and open the door and step out of the car.

Dabi reaches for his back pocket and grabs the black leather gloves, he slips his hands into the gloves, he fixes his hair a bit and once he was done he got out of the car. The night was cold enough to make you shiver as soon as you stepped out of the car first, you fiddles with your small bag and turned your attention to Dabi once he stepped out of the car. Dabi closed the door and locks it with his car keys, he turns to look at your and holds out a hand,”Shall we, doll?”, you smiled and reached for his hand.

You hooked your arms around his arm, humming at the warmth coming off from him, you both walked up to the venue. You looked at the people who were dressed for the occasion, some ladies in red dresses, some in cocktail, beige, black, dark blue. Men in suit and tie all in dark colours but you know none of them stand a slight chance with Dabi, you realised that there also some in masks which made you a bit happy that Dabi wasn't the only on but you know that mask is going to cause some to stare a bit longer.

You both walked up the stairs, Dabi by your side all the way helping you get up the stairs cause heels aren't really your thing. You both reached the entrance of the huge venue and as soon as you looked up you were in awe at how big it is,”Woah... .just how well known is Shigaraki's Family Business is?”, you asked as you both walked up towards the large door. Dabi looks at you for a moment,”More famous than some people would know..he’s kind of a big deal around so parts”, he says.

You gave a short hum and turned your face away from him, you both entered and the person in the front greeted you both,”Welcome, please enjoy your night here at this exquisite party by thee Shigaraki”, you bowed repectfully at the man while Dabi just gave him a small nod. You walked inside the main hall where all the people were all at mingling with other people, you don’t recognise any faces here since you never really cared for famous people anyways.

So you sticked to Dabi’s side for now and try not to get lost in the sea of people,”Soo wheres the others? They should be around here right?”, you asked him. Dabi turns his head to look at you,”Yeah they should be around here.. somewhere but lets just find—“

“Ah, if it isnt Dabi. Fancy meeting you here, care for a short talk?”

A man that looks way too old is accompanied with two other girls that had their makeup way to caked on and dress thats way too skimpy, Dabi lets out a low groan and looks back at you,”Walk the right and you’ll find a table full of food, I’ll talk to this man for a bit..”, you nod and removed your arms from him and walked towards to where Dabi pointed at.

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Dabi watches you leave and turns back to the old man,”So who’s the pretty lady?”, he asks making Dabi roll his eyes,”None of your goddamn concern, she isnt interested in old shits like you”, the man laughs heavily ans blows on his cigar. Dabi absolutely hates people who has a stick far up their ass,”Now now dont get too possessive now, she’s quite the gem that dress looks eye-catching—“, the girls that were sticked to him like glue whined.

“I thought we were more cuter Sir!”

“Yeah, what she said!”

The man laughs and tries to calm down both jealous girls down,’This fucking whores.. i swear to fucking god’, he did not like the idea of talking to his possible business partner, maybe an enemy or his victim but he couldnt kill him right now. That could cause an uproar and lots of eyes turning to stare at them plus he just go here and most importantly.

You are at this party

Thats what stopping him from charring this man to ashes but he could always save that for later,”Fuck off old fart you better state your business with me or I’ll burn you to bits”, he raises his hands just on his waist level making the man step back just a bit. He clears his throat while the girls fix his tie and dust off the none existent dirty,”A-ahem right business— erm right where was I”, the man spits out whatever offer he has to say.

Dabi puts both of his hands in his pocket clearly half listening to what he has to say,”—my men has a few things to offer you for your leaders ever growing business! I heard you were looking for a skilled healer and have more than enough to offer you some in exchange for something”, His thoughts were cut off when he recalls Shigaraki saying they needed a healer.

“A skilled healer huh.. I’m listening but if this is a joke,—“, Dabi removes his right glove and reaches for the mans tie,”I’m taking you out and might as well rob your fucking business out with it, old shit”, and burns the mans tie just a bit.

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While that was happening you were far from where Dabi was and finally reaching the long table that had bite sized food,”Dabi wasn’t joking when he said a table full of food, it really is!”, you looked at all the food that was diplayed on separate trays. Eclairs, sushi, creampuffs, shucked oysters—probably really fresh but a lot of people are grabbing it, bites sizes cakes, a tower of macarons and many more that you couldnt name

‘What to eat first— eh whatever i reach first I’ll eat it!’,you grabbed a toothpick and reach for a small bite sized sushi and took a whole bite out of it. You hum savoring the rish flavor,”This taste so good!”, you turned to scan what to pick next. Since you started with something raw maybe you should eat a few more raw dishes, you ate a few salmon sashimi then tuna sashimi then— whatever raw fish you ate.

You didnt at too much of it since you needed space for dessert,”Wine, maam?”, a waiter asks you. You shook you head and he nods and walks away, you reached for the glass of water and took a sip to clear your palette. You moved on to desserts now,”Okay.. what to choose first!”, you eyes the various desserts laid in front of you like pieces of jewelry.

“I guess I’ll start with you first!”, you reached for the chocolate ganache cube, you smiled at the velvety texture and lovely taste. You reached for one more and moved on with the next, you eyed the tower of macarons, your eyes sparkled as you looked at each tier. Each their had its own flavour and colour you decided to start with the first tier, you grabbed the pink macaron and took a a small bite, as you chew on it and shiver at the sweet taste,’It’s a raspberry flavour, the raspberry red cream in the middle surrounded in a sweet white cream. I love it!’, you smiled at the taste. 

You eat the whole macaron, thankful its a mini macaron, you moved the next tier which was a slightly off colour white and had a caramelised glazed on top,’I bet this is crem brûlée!’, you took a small bite of it. You swoon at the taste taking your time to savour the taste, you held your cheek and sigh happily,”This tastes so good... if I've known Shigaraki held this kind of parties I wouldn't hesitate to dress up in fancy clothes and eat fancy food!”, you joked to yourself.

You ate the remaining macaron in a heartbeat,”I should slow down.. that also reminds me”, you turned to look behind you trying to find a certain someone. That certain someone was Dabi, you felt like he was still talking to that man that had those two girls clinging on to him,’He’s probably still chatting with that man.. of maybe he is being bombarded with people who want to talk to him?’, you sighed feeling a little bit left out.

The party was filled with unknown faces that made you want to shrink, since you didn't really care for famous faces to begin with you felt like you did not belong here. I mean you had to no like, social status what so ever and your weren't really good in talking to strangers since you always kept to yourself.

Considering the society you live and all the danger thats probably lurking around...

You sighed you realising you lost an appetite to keep eating so you just stare at the food instead deciding to look at it like art displayed on the long table but of course picking up a food that caught your eyes and just moved along. You walked to the right side of the table thats seems to be never ending, your eyes scanned the food as you walked at a slow pace,’I wonder wheres Dabi, he seems to be taking his sweet time--’ 

“Hey now ladies! I’m sure there's more of me to go around”

You stopped walking eyes going wide, you knew that voice-- you knew that voice so well, you used to hear that voice everyday and love it but now you wanted nothing more to forget everything when he dumped you. You turned your head to look behind you, made up excuses in your head that maybe it wasn't him, you were proven wrong when your eyes meet a blonde tuffs of hair, he didn’t have his huge red wings behind him, you guessed he hid them seeing as it was too eye-catching. Your face, now in a frown, scrunched into a disgusted expression when you saw him, surrounded by thirsty women.

The old you would've probably blushed and covered her face trying to look away but sneaked a small peek at him, you scoffed and decided to just walk away from him and all the woman that flaunt their body all over him. A small part of you was pissed, angry and betrayed, if you would've known he was just a heartbreaker you wouldn't have gave everything to him so willingly, and for two years.

‘Ugh.. what a jerk..’

You spat in your mind seemingly to lose interest in staying near the table,”Hmph! Whatever.. he’s just a jerk..”, You turned your face away from him and walked away.

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