#cause on top of how hard it is i was terrified of swimming

[supermightyglue]

(a few of the) jackass ocs that i have n need to write for :

-> member of the main cast

shes insane n crazy n cleaner than the others but smells kinda bad bc of the guys. prefers dangerous stunts to gross out shit nd is open about it. refuses to work with shit nd body fluids. somehow never pukes. def skates nd was recruited for it. shes hot.. so hot. i picture devon aoki. crop tops, wife beaters, graphic tees, shorts, low-rise jeans, vans—and bikini tops. gets harassed bc everyone thinks shes dating SOMEONE on the cast nd shes not but also has a thing for one of them. parties a LOT nd smokes a shit ton of weed .. sometimes shrooms n molly but none of the really hard shit. cant swim. has a quick temper n is impulsive n way too fuckin risky. only drinks fruity cocktails or sweet shit. fought w both mtv and paramount to do most of the stunts she did. bruises for days. prob dropped out of school. vegetarian. also likes girls. super messy. gets in fights. doesnt have too many tattoos but most of the ones she has she did herself. thinks pontius is the funniest. will call out sexist n rude interviewers. smokes more than any of the guys. steals a lot of shit nd collects lighters. takes a lot of photos of the crew but mostly when theyre not filming. her nickname is pissbaby. doesnt drive. a light sleeper. half the guys shit on her like they do to each other nd the other half also do but finds her adorable n gets worried when she does certain stunts. 1000% loves all animals nd isnt scared of any. sunkissed. travels with the wildboyz frequently. secretly is terrified if someone gets hurt. touchy nd sometimes has no concept of personal space but only at random times. always has at least one person crashing oh her couch. cant cook. likes hookups but is picky about them. bffs with stephanie. cusses like a fuckin sailor. gets bored easily. is a flirt. both the nicest nd the meanest but mostly the meanest. is an amazing singer and will do karaoke at any time. is an asshole n very flawed. lowkey a sex symbol .. nd loves it. doesnt like to carry a purse. hates her boys but also loves them. the most macho cast member

-> producer/dickhouse co-founder/big brother crew

not a stunt person but will participate in pranks. skates but is really casual about it. totally a writer. journals but in a messy , not artistic but kinda artistic way. really funny. like, really fuckin funny. smells good. seems put together and is but also isnt at all. takes a lot of photos when theyre filming. has no patience. drinks a lot of coffee and also alcohol. has never had a relationship thats lasted longer than a month. gets cold easily. goes by her last name almost exclusively. tragically hetero. very serious when it comes to filming which causes everyone to fuck with her—shes funny when shes mad, apparently. thinks its hilarious when someone gets hurt. not a pussy but is also scared of the most random shit. will do anything for the perfect shot. steals the guys’ shirts and hoodies. has the cutest laugh nd smile. dimples. half the cast has had a crush on her at some point and the other half jokes that shes their ideal woman. workaholic. picky eater. smarter than everyone in the room. some of the funniest stunts were her idea. doesnt make fat jokes nd the guys are on a mission to change that. doesnt smoke and never has but chews nicotine gum. cringes when people flirt with her. fun at parties. is a horrible artist. wrote some of the most fucked up big brother articles. lowkey into one of the guys but represses it for work. horrible eyesight and wears contacts but never her glasses because everyone tells her how cute they are. forgets to brush her hair. falls asleep in her contacts. can read jeffs mind and vice versa. manipulative and persuasive as fuck nd can convince someone to do anything. agrees to do pranks even without knowing what it is. a big fan of costumes. will laugh until she and pisses herself when someone mentions mianus. beer enthusiast. always volunteers to drive. seems quiet and uptight but isnt—she couldnt do her job if she was. is actually quite sensitive and caring but in her own, weird way. as evil, if not more so, than tremaine. proud of her work and her boys

-> cky member

grew up with the cky guys. skated since she came out the womb but isnt the best at it. big lesbian. plays bass. choppy hair from the guys fucking with it. hoodies n cargo pants or baggy jeans. shitty actress but tries her best. has never bought cigs and steals them from dunn. stupid tattoos. shy around girls. always chewing minty gum. scared of the guys’ driving. practically lives at castle bam. hates being on camera but does it anyway. junk food enthusiast. overshares. ape and phils favorite kid. is lowkey desensitized to bam being a prick. doesnt dislike kids/babies but is awkward + doesnt know what to do with them. doesnt wear or use element shit just to piss bam off. hates nudity. no sense of style but it works for her. kinda lazy. not a fan of sweets. doesnt like vito. extremely clumsy. hates traveling. chews her lips to shreds. nice skin but has no routine. reeks of boy sweat. doesnt like being in photos. wakes up and takes a shot. talks with her hands. loves the guys’ girlfriends more than she loves them. does better on radio than on tv. picks at her nails and has restless leg. dated raab when she was closeted .. and it was hilarious. will sleep through anything. unintentionally funny. gets teased the most. the guys love her but aren’t protective at ALL and live for making her life hell. awkward. is genuinely insane but only if she knows someone well. is often broke but doesnt give a shit. gets nagged by ape to take care of herself. can talk to phil for hours without getting bored. a fan favorite on jackass when she appears—usually she stays behind the scenes. very gay but has a massive crush on tony hawk and is a huge fan… theyre actual friends and she still gets starstruck. burns cds constantly but can hardly use a computer. has broken a ton of bones. has poor bladder control and has pisses herself an embarrassing amount of times. knoxville adores her for some reason. fast runner. pukes easily and has acid reflux. way too chill for living such. chaotic life but we love her

[smogteeth]

I know this is really out of the blue but, an you maybe tell me a bit about your eel mermaid fin? (at least I think it is yours? Idk?) Like, where you got it, how it works and how you move with it and stuff? I found like, a 10 sec Video or so on twitter from 2017 and that thing fascinated me

Oh my goodness, Yes, absolutely! Unfortunately, the long answer to this is to everyone out there: This is a WARNING. Do not ever try to buy a tail or make a tail like this!

I discovered how dangerous it is for the human body to move like that in the water. Not because it's hard to swim, but our tendons and ligaments are meant for forward and backward locomotion. Side-to-side (or as I call it the sidewinder) movements is not something out body has developed the muscle, tendon, cartilage and protective tissue/lubrication for. On top of that, water adds "weight" or "resistance" with each of those movements. This can cause pulls, rips, and slips in those many different tissues, and I do not want to be the reason that anyone risks their bodies. I originally built the tail with a crocodile in mind. So I built the understructure (the fin, and articulated segments that follow) and then put a cheap fabric skin over it as a "garbage bag test". A term coined by Stan Winston Studio. It's a basic build of a creature with wood, sticks, plastic garbage bags, and the like, to make sure the silhouette/mechanism works before they waste a lot of time and money on materials and sculpting time. Luckily I did exactly that before I sculpted and cast a bunch of extremely expensive silicone! So, now I plan on working on a different tail. One that works with the dolphin kick, which our bodies were meant to move. I just gotta find a way to design something that is absolutely TERRIFYING.

[some-kind-of-winged-thing]

i hate living here. my parents are disrespectful and hateful of my identity as a trans man, and when you add on top of that the fact that i’m disabled and they don’t believe me? boy don’t you have a mess.

i have no income, no job, no car, no credit, no freedom, very limited mobility, and basically no access to the outside world.

i’m tired of living in this room and in this phone. i want to travel, i want to dance, i want to swim, i want to be able to live how i want.

not only does the country make that super difficult because i’m trans, but my body makes that super difficult because i’m disabled.

i’ve been asked to clean my room for months now and i’m in a constant struggle with keeping it clean enough for them to get off my ass and keeping it in a certain order so my autism doesn’t flip out when i can’t find something that once was in a perfect place.

then there’s the fact that a lot of the energy it takes to clean my room comes from sleeping, which has been a massive problem lately. i got a breathing machine for sleep but the mask overwhelms and overstimulates me and it keeps me up way later than just sleeping on my own would.

i also am forced to do the whole family’s laundry every weekend. i have proof in a message conversation with my dad that i’ve told him before that moving the baskets of clothes from machine to machine and then across the house to the living room to fold is way too hard on my body and it has several times in the past caused me to pass out.

yet every weekend it’s the same thing. why didn’t you move the clothes from the machines and bring them to the living room? why don’t you just do it quickly and then you can sit down for a while and cool off afterwards?

this morning i snapped at my father “i was under the impression that we had an arrangement where someone else would bring the baskets of clothes out to me and i would fold them.”

his response? “no we had an arrangement when you weren’t feeling good. i was happy to do it then.”

two things:

first, when was the most recent time i “wasn’t feeling good?” was it last week? what about the week before that? what about before that? yeah that’s right it was all of those and more. his idea of me not feeling good is when he can tell, which was two weeks ago when i was having a flare up.

second, why aren’t you happy to do it now? am i too much work for you? does my disability tire you? is it annoying when you can’t have a day in bed because your adult son can’t do the laundry on his own? is this disability that affects EVERY ASPECT OF MY LIFE frustrating you because you have to help me with this one thing? sorry i didn’t realise i was inconveniencing you.

i never feel well enough to do anything, but i do shit anyway. i refuse, however, to do physical work and/or heavy lifting because i have pots which is why i faint. i will not crack open my fucking skull just because you don’t wanna help me. either you help me or it doesn’t get done. i’m sick of this.

i can’t tell my parents this of course. but it’s nice to get it out of my head. i hate living here but at the same time i’m terrified to get kicked out because i can’t go anywhere. i have no support system in this state and no income at all. i’ve been basically housebound since the winter holidays of 2021. i hate staying but i have to.

why does it have to be this way for disabled people? why does it have to be this way for trans people? why can’t the world believe us?

[creative-mind-write]

Terrifying. I love It.

It’s time to learn how to ride the ilu. Who will wipe out and who will succeed?

“These are ilu.” Ao’nung tells us. “If you want to live here you must learn to ride.”

Lo’ak was the first one to mount the animal. Tsireya checked his posture before sending him off into the water. He didn’t stay on long because the animal was moving too fast. Everyone rose from the water laughing. It seemed that even the ilu laughed when it came next to him and made a sound similar to a laugh.

:Come one bro it can’t be that hard.” I comment.

“Want to bet?” he asks. “If you do any better I’ll do your chores for three days.”

“Make it a week and you're on.” I smirk

“And if you fail you do mine for a week.” he says, holding out his hand.

“Deal.” I say grasping his hand.

“We’re supposed to be learning.” Neteyam signs as he gets on an ilu. “Not making bets.”

“We can do both.” Lo’ak and I say at the same time.

Unsurprisingly Neteyam managed to stay on the ilu. But he started out slow instead of going fast like Lo’ak. Next it was my turn. But it seemed that none of the ilu wanted me to ride them.

“Stop stalling.” Lo’ak says putting a hand on my shoulder. “Just admit you’re going to lose and do my chores.”

“I’m trying.” I huff. “But they keep swimming away.”

“They must be scared of freaks like you.” Ao’nung laughs.

“Ao’nung.” Tsireya scolds. “Here Y/N, you can practice on my ilu.”

Before she could call out to her ilu a large animal swam to us. Everyone swam some distance away but I could only stare in amazement. It was a beautiful creature. It had a long mouth with many small sharp teeth. The top of its body is sea blue while the bottom is white. Its wings are a mix of yellow, orange, and black.

“Y/N step away slowly and be careful.” Tsireya warns. “The swimwings are very dangerous.”

“You don’t look so dangerous to me.” I coo as I go to pet the creature.

Suddenly it tries to bite my hand but I pull back just in time.

“Dude your sister is going to get eaten by a swimwing.” I hear Ao’nung tell Neteyam.

“Come one Y/N. Do what Tsireya says.” Neteyam calls, “Don’t do anything stupid.”

I don’t respond. Instead the animal lunges for me and I dive under the water. But it's right on my tail. I have no choice but to face it head on. I take off my belt and try to wrap it around the creature’s mouth. It thrashes and manages to throw me off a few times but somehow I wrap it’s mouth closed. Maybe I should’ve just taken the warning from Tsireya because it starts to roll and swim wildly. It’s a blur but I manage to bond with the creature. This caused it to immediately calm down but I can feel it's still rapid heartbeat. Once I regain my senses I take us to the surface. Once we emerge I let out a victory cry.

` “Bro that’s sick!” Lo’ak calls also letting out a victory cry.

“How did you?” AO’nung looks shocked. “How did you not die?”

“It’s like taking an Ikran. They pick you by trying to kill you.” I shrug. “And Lo’ak this definitely means you have to do my chores for a week!”

[lovelyney]

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DESC: Agape: "the highest form of love, charity."

PAIRINGS: Cyno x (GN!) Reader

SCENT: fluff/not so sfw-ish but not smut, yk?

WARNINGS: making out, hickeys, dad joke (singular.)

SONG: 505 ― Arctic Monkeys

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯2022 !! #©LOVELYNEY

YOU HUMMED GENTLY TO YOURSELF as you laid a blanket on the lush grass of Avidya Forest. Earlier in the week, you had paid a visit to Collei and Tighnari to ask them if they knew of any good picnic spots; they both recommended Avidya. 

Letting out a final, satisfied hum, you focused your attention back on your boyfriend, who surveyed the surrounding land around you—ensuring there weren’t any fungi or threats lurking nearby.

“My dear Cyno. . .” you addressed softly, hoping to grab his attention. with no response, your lips pressed together impatiently while you pulled out the various foods and drinks in the basket you brought along.

“Cyno!” you pressed, this time a bit louder, finally causing him to look at you—a look of alarm depicted on his countenance from your sudden rise in volume.

“Hm, what’s the matter, doll?” he inquired, his gaze penetrating your own—his hands still firmly clutching his weapon as to remain vigilant. 

You stared at him unamused, something that others would be terrified of even considering. While it was great to hear your boyfriend was concerned about everything going well, you knew that he would benefit from some relaxation—which he was not doing.

Your gaze flickered to the blanket as if to say, “sit your ass down right now.” You exasperated and popped open the bottle of red wine, “I’m sure we’re fine, my love. I don’t think Tighnari would recommend this place to me if he knew monsters were creeping around. Relax a little, would you? That is what this date is for, after all.” 

A frown crossed Cyno’s face at your accusatory tone. he started to wonder how you came about falling in love with him. You’re always so warm and hospitable with people, and him, deadpanned and a conveyor of judgment; someone that people have learned to fear the name of. However, unknown to him, this exact situation is an example of why you grew to love the General Mahamatra. People don’t tend to look past the icy walls he puts up, too intimidated by its frigidness, failing to recognize that it’s see-through if you really look hard enough.

“I’m aware, but we don’t get much time together, and I wouldn’t forgive anyone or myself if someone ruined it.” He followed your eyes, caving in and finally deciding to take a seat next to you on the blanket. “You’re always so patient with me, (NAME). The least I can do for you is protect you and make sure everything goes right. . .” He defended, his words laced with shame that he couldn’t give you as much as you give him. 

You shook your head in protest, watching him with eyes full of love as he shoved a strawberry in his mouth and stressfully chewed it. “Oh, Cy, you already do enough as it is for both the people of the desert and me. Just let me do this for you, hm?” You reassured and tucked a few strands of hair in front of his eyes behind his ear.

Cyno leaned into your palm, pressing his lips to it briefly. His vermillion eyes, normally so vacant and swimming with vindication, now dancing with tenderness and admiration, a look you’re only privileged to see of him. If you told someone that he looked at you this way, they would’ve pointed and laughed at you, telling you to get your head out of the clouds. But here he is, leaning into your touch like a touch-starved puppy with your head as clear as day.

He observed you as you pulled your hand away, plucked the top off a strawberry, and placed it in your mouth—a hunger developing in the pits of his stomach as you licked the juice off your pretty pink lips. God, how he loved the feeling of your lips. The contrast of how soft they felt against his made him go mad and lose himself in you. Speaking of which, he couldn’t remember the last time he kissed you properly, which was a crime against all of Teyvat, as Cyno loved kissing you more than anything in the world. 

A mischievous grin graced his lips, an idea crossing his mind. “Hey, love-bug, look at me for a second.” He purred and scooted closer so that your legs pressed together.

You looked at him with unsuspecting eyes that almost appeared innocent. Returning the smile, you propped another strawberry between your lips. “Hmm?” you mumbled, your words muffled by your chews.

“Stay still you have a little something on your face. . .” He breathed out and gently grabbed your chin between his thumb and forefinger.

Before you could reach your hand up to wipe whatever was on your face, Cyno quickly snatched your wrist and pulled you against his toned chest—his arms looping around your waist to keep you there. “Right. . . here.” He swooned, closing the distance between you two and shoving his lips on yours.

A noise of surprise erupted from your mouth as your boyfriend’s tongue grazed your lower lip, the juice from the strawberry now gone. He smiled, pulling you closer so that you straddled his lap. His rough lips moved against yours like it was the last thing he was going to do, your noises only fueling him to move faster and fiercer; he had to restrain himself from grinding his hips against you from how riled up he was getting. 

You pulled away, your lungs begging you for air—causing Cyno to give an impatient hum. 

“I’m not done with you, doll. you said you wanted to do something for me, yeah? So open your mouth. . .” He ordered, thumbing at your lips to pry them open. 

Just as you opened your mouth to protest that you guys were in the middle of a forest and a forest ranger could walk in on you two at literally any time (you did not want to subject Collei to any of that); he took the opportunity and lunged his tongue inside. 

Within seconds, blood rushed to your face as the Mahamatra’s tongue danced about your mouth (so sorry for this sentence y’all —(12/12/23), making sure he didn’t leave one inch unexplored before enclosing around your own. caving in, you shut your eyes and carded your fingers through his silver hair.

Cyno smirked as he sucked on your tongue, earning a satisfied groan from you. He practically was swallowing you whole at this rate, but god, did he not give a single fuck. The sweet taste and smell of you intoxicated him, making him never want to depart; he wanted to drown himself in you, and he mentally scolded himself for thinking such a thing.

His scarred hands trailed down to your inner thighs, giving them a gentle yet firm squeeze—the feeling of your soft skin against his fingertips fueling his desire for you. Oh, how he longed to feel every inch of your body under him, and if it weren’t for him being civil, he would’ve had it that way by now. 

Cyno growled when he felt you squirm under his touch while he licked stripes down your neck and collarbone. “Stay still. . .” He murmured and gently sunk his teeth into your skin, making sure it’d leave a bruise. He nibbled and sucked at the same spot for a little while, then moved down to your collarbone and did the same, repeating the process until he felt satisfied.

After he finished marking you, he seized the fabric of your shirt and slammed his lips back on yours, nibbling and biting at them to make sure they were black and blue with his pure love and adoration for you.

He pulled away after a few minutes, his lungs now scorching for air. Leaning in, he lapped up the string of saliva that hung from your lips, then pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek—his breath hot and heavy against your reddened face. “You taste. . .” he started softly. “Berry good. . .”

Your eyes flew open, stunned that he told a joke at such an intimate moment, but then you remembered who you were talking about and broke into a joyous smile. “What?” You chortled, clutching your stomach and doubling over with laughter. You weren’t laughing at the punchline as much as the delivery and the timing. Only Cyno would tell a pun after making out with you.

Cyno watched with a slight chuckle as you quieted down your laughter. His heart swelled at the sound of a few quiet giggles still leaving your lips; he would tell over 1000 shitty jokes if it meant he could hear you laugh like that forever. It was one of the things he grew to adore about you—the way your face lights up whenever you show any ounce of joy. Perhaps it wasn’t noticeable to the public eye, but it was nonetheless noticeable to him. 

“. . .That bad, huh?” he hummed and covered his mouth to conceal his lovesick smile.

Gently cupping your boyfriend’s cheeks, you removed his hand from his lips and kissed him again, this one driven by pure adoration. “Archons, you’re such a dumbass, Cyno. I love you so much, you know that?” 

[areyoudoingthis]

mandatory tomb raider level where lara loses all her guns my beloathed

[takalzuoom]

OKAY OKAY

SO A SEPERATE REQUEST FROM MY WHALE SHARK READER MADE ME ‘ACCIDENTALLY’ WRITE FIRST YEAR GANG HCS-

so here you go 🙈

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 + 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫

𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐜𝐬

has definitely lifted epel up like simba from lion king OVLWPFOFAPED

KICKING SCREAMING AND ANYTHING

in both mer and human form i believe that the wii music is on constant repeat

OKAY OKAY- SO I COULDNT STOP THINKING ABOUT THSI WHEN YOU ASKED

but since whale sharks are usually ones to swim on the top- AND YOURE APART OF THE FIRST YEAR GANG

YOU’VE GIVEN THEM RIDES WHERE THEYRE JUST ON YOUR BACK , BARELY IN THW WATER AS THEY GO SIGHT SEEING

epel is doing that hand water thing where you squeeze it and it sprays onto some poor soul (sebek)

sebek is yelling and screaming about ‘how unsafe this is’ as he takes photos like a tourist and ‘for whoever is doing that to stop it!

ace and deuce are literally having a full on water war- constantly trying to push the other off you😭

LIKE DO THEY NOT UNDERSTAND THEYLL DIE??

nah - lol drowning a murky death? cringe

jack isnt necessarily enjoying the ride- he’s really on edge, mainly since he’s a wolf beastman and’s connected to the land

water isn’t his strong suit.

but the tropical swim suit says other wise 😭😭

“ruggie would love this” “malleus would love this” STFU AND ENJOY THE RIDE

of course grim is spouting curses at you- telling you to ‘go back to land!’ as he’s on top of yuu, clawing to get on his hand and away from the water asap

okay but just imagining the first time you showed the first year gang

after telling the octavinelle gang to record the first years, they’re all on a beach when you first reveal yourself

and that you do

like the might kraken (and a lot of effort cause it’s hard to swim straight up)

you slowly tower out of the water, water rinsing off of you as you’re just :) at their horrified looks

azul : that’s my s/o 😼

azul has proud smug boyfriend aura to him

while they’re all terrified, epel is definitely the first one to come out of shock and literally hype you up

sebek is… well, sebek

“malleus’ dragon form is larger than this”

STFU NO ONE ASKED❗️❗️

ace : “damn…. that’s a big bitch”

jack and deuce are speechless 😻

ALSO DO YOU NOT SEE THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCES??

HELP IM LITERALLY PISSING MYSELF

LOOK AT THIS SHIT

you’re the coat hanger friend, sorry

definitely see you and epel being really close, like he’ll just always be around you to learn how you’re so… tall cool 😺

jack has tried racing you as height + muscles = an athletic monster

but when you started jogging he just- WAS SO CONFUSED

you’re a slow runner- which is almost impossible for jack to wrap his head around since even he has to keep up with your steps

YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MANY ATHLETIC CLUBS HAVE TRIED TO RECRUIT YOU??

it makes you smile as they remind you of minnows that would usually swim around you in the ocean

you actually do join a club- the cooking club :)

you make cookies for you and azul to share weekly (not daily since azul doesn’t like eating junk food a lot :/ )

but you like to go around giving out cookies and treats to your friends :)

sometimes if they’re busy you like to leave them in their bags

OMG ITS KINDA LIKE YOURE SNATA CLAUSE AND THEYRE JUSY WAKING UP EXCITED FOR PRESENTS

ace and deuce introduce you to trey

there have been MANY competitions between the two of you, the highlight of the culinary crucible

and sometimes you give some leftovers to other students- and mainly your friends

OKAY SO I KNOW IN THE OF SCENARIO I PORTRAYED THE READER AS A BYSTANDER- AND I STAND WITH THAT AND THEM BEING A GENTLE GIANT

BUT I FEEL LIKE WHEN ACE, DEUCE OR EPEL HAVE A HORRID IDEA THEYD LOOK TO Y/N AND

if y/n likes the idea : :) 👍

if y/n doesn’t like the idea : :/ 🤜

if y/n LOVES the idea : >:) 👍

AND IT GOES INTO SMOKES THEY’VE JUST DISAPPEARED WHISTLING- LIKE THEY FIDNT KNOW THE IDEA WOULD TURN DISASTROUS

awesome for pranks. like when epel, ace and deuce come running and hide behind you- you really think a band of savanna claw students are gonna mess with you???

LIKE SEBEK WILL GIVE YOU A LOOK AS JACK SCOLDS YOU FOR EGGING THEM ON

I DONT THINK SO

side note- cheka loves you

we all know leona pushes cheka into ruggie and ruggie onto jack and then you steal cheka from jack

also he uses you as a jungle gym

you like kids okay :(

don’t go to the movies. like ever. you’ll be forced to sit in the back, and when you ‘accidentally’ get a sit in front of the others- THEY’LL BOMBARD YOU WITH NICKNAMES TO GET YOU TO SWITCH

LOVES YOU MWAH MWAH

but if you’re in front of someone they don’t like- 😈

bonus :

i made some memes 😼

[strawbxrryneptune]

Level one

Word count: 10k

Cw: pretty tame, just slight descriptions of a dick, play fighting, mentions of almost dying.

This fic and the fics following will contain monster fucking, cucking and threesomes!! If you are not comfortable, try out some of my other works, but if you wish to proceed, remember, sharing is caring.

@miggiisdumb

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Being a princess was always portrayed as this lush, lavish life. Spoiled rotten with goodies and suitors on you left and right. Everyone respects you, maybe even fears you, and you don't have to worry about a thing cause you have your guards and your secure little tower.

Only one of those things applied to you. The people of the Mushroom kingdom adored you, sending you gifts and bringing their cute little families to meet you. You had moved out of the actual palace ages ago, deciding to reside in a cute little cottage hidden deep in the woods. 

You had some bodyguards, but you kind of doubted their abilities in warding off monsters. You didn't mind fighting by the side though, it built up your strength and courage. 

You knew that you alone were pretty strong, and so were your guards, but it still confused you how you barely got bothered. Occasionally you would hear a growl or roar in the distance, but it was quickly cut off and you would go about your business. 

You finally found out what was keeping the monsters at bay when you ventured out into the forest alone, not wanting to wake up your bodyguard since you were just getting berries.

You had managed to fill up your basket and make it halfway back before you felt a rush of air behind you, only getting a second to blink before you were sent flying, hot breath and saliva tickling your neck and cheek.

You kick and scream, arms flailing when the creature pushes your head down into the dirt.

You start to weaken as your vision swims, struggling to breathe. You go limp, letting out choked sobs when the creature is suddenly ripped off of you. You hear shuffling and roaring, and then the forest goes silent for a moment before coming back to life, birds chirping and wind blowing as you feel someone touch your arm gently. 

You hear a smooth, low voice fussing over you, the stranger lifting you up and assisting you back to the cottage. You try to turn to see their face, but all you can make out is a bright red hat, dark red hair and pretty lips before they're turning you back around.

When you make it to the cottage, you try to once again turn to thank the person, but they're already gone. About to head back inside, you see a bright red object laying on the ground. When you get closer, you realize it's the strangers hat, soft and big with a K patched into it.

You gasped, realizing who exactly this man was.

You came from a long line of royalty, your mother being Queen Star and your sister being Princess Peach. When you were kids, your mother would tell you of an Italian family who were so kind and brave, always looking to serve and expecting nothing in return.

For your mother, it was a man named Papa Mario, and for Peach it was Mario Jr. And Luigi. Around the time you were born, they also were welcoming a baby into the world, and you have fuzzy memories of a little boy with sharp teeth and red hair vowing to protect you even when you were in diapers.

Snapping back to reality, you scurry back inside and throw on a more casual outfit, still in a dress but with more room to move, slipping on some boots and stuffing the hat in your bag.

You take the path down to town, chatting with the residents along the way until you arrive at the Mario Bros Tavern. 

You step inside, greeting everyone and making your way over to the counter, seeing who you assume is the brother, dressed in all green. His name tag reads "Izuku", and you smile at him when he looks your way. 

"Hi, Princess!! What brings you here?"

You dig in your bag and take out the plush hat, holding it in front of you.

"I- Uh…. I found this in the woods, I was jus' wondering if the owner of it was here?"

Izuku lets out a soft, 'oh', and holds a finger up to you to signal you to wait. He disappears into the back room and when he comes back you suddenly wish you were dressed better.

In the forest all you could see what that your "hero" was wearing overalls and red. You didn't pick up on the fact that he was probably almost 7 feet tall, buff and solid with pretty, full lips and a sharp smile, cute spiky hat hair which a deeper shade of red then his clothes, which fit him so perfect it was like he just stepped out of a clothes factory. 

When you met eyes, the stranger gave you a sheepish smile, stepping up to the counter and gently taking the hat from your now trembling hands. 

"Gee, thanks for bringing this back, Prn'cess. I hadn't even realized I lost it."

You search for words, feeling your cheeks heat up when his smile widens, big veiny hands reaching out to shut your mouth, which fell right back open at the feel of his hands on your face.

"I'm, uh, I'm also here to thank you for saving me today…"

"Kiri."

"Kiri. Thank you, Kiri."

He smiles a toothy smile, giving you a silly bow. You giggle, your heart swelling with affection as you realize you could get used to this.

"As a token of my appreciation, I'm taking you on a date in two days, up by the waterfalls."

The red head blinks in surprise before his smile returns, pink coloring his cheeks as he mods vigorously.

"I'll see you then, Princess!!"

♡♡

You trudged through the forest, cursing yourself for putting off your carriage repair. The trail was under construction, so you had to walk you way through the bushes towards the waterfall. 

At least you weren't wearing a formal dress. You were just wearing a simple skirt and a top, some boots and a picnic basket in your hand.

As you stumble along, you start to hear the roaring of the waterfall, but laced within you hear growls and grunts, followed by a shout that sounded all too familiar.

Kirishima.

You pick up speed and come to a clearing, stepping back slightly in shock. 

In front of you is one of the legendary Bowser men, powerful and downright terrifying. They had a tendency to go after princesses, which was the main reason the Mario brothers protected your family. 

This Bowser was the new heir, Bakugou. He didn't have red hair like his father, his was an ash blonde, and his shell was a slightly darker green. He was taller too, looked about 6'9 from where you were standing, but he towered over Kirishima so you figured he was over 7 feet. He was actually kind of attractive, which surprised you given how his dad looked.

Kirishima has him in a headlock, both of them grunting and growling and you would be lying if the sight wasn't hot, but you shook the feeling off and silently marched over to the two, wanting to "save" the red head like he had for you for the longest time. 

Taking a deep breath, you launched yourself on the Blonde's shell with a shout, quickly realizing how stupid this "plan" was when you could barely hold on, being so small compared to him that when he stood up and reached behind him, he could just pluck you up like a bug, holding by the back of your shirt in a big hand. 

"What happened Bakubro? Why'd you stop-y/n?"

"Well well well, wha d'we have here? Is this the pretty little prn'cess yer were telling me about, Kiri?"

You gulp harshly, not even out of fear anymore now that you realized that they were play fighting, and that they know each other. 

No, you were nervous because Bakugou was hot. Sharp canines digging into his bottom as he watched you dangle in his palm, spiky hair leading down to a bushy mullet, bulging muscles and thick thighs hidden by a ratty loin cloth, blonde happy trail-did something just twitch?

You swiftly look back up, looking into knowing vermillion eyes as he licks his lips and shoots you a smirk, his eyes dark and cheeks slightly flushed. When you feel a slight breeze and begin to rock, you realize that hes still holding you. Up in the air. With one hand. 

This is not doing anything good to your manhandling kink. You can already feel your panties start to get sticky as he gently sets you back down, standing straight back up.

You're now level with his veiny thighs, hands starting to tremble from how guilty and horny you feel. The guy you asked out on a date is right there!! Speaking of, you glance at Kiri and he's already looking at youz something dark gleaming within his eyes but quickly hidden when you meet gazes, rushing forward to trap you in a crushing hug, big hands running up your sides.

You blush as you pull back, about to ask if he wants to get going when he jogs back over to Bakugou, who's eyes haven't left you, and tackles him onto the ground, putting him in a chokehold.

You would be pissed, you planned a picnic and its getting dark, the bugs coming out and the air getting sticky but they look so good like that, muscle on muscle, and Bakugou keeps letting out snarls and growls that go straight to your cunt, slicking up your panties as you think about those big, clawed hands your skirt up and plugging you up with his big dick.

You stop mid thought as you remember what they taught you in Princess survival school, in the monster course. Bowsers can smell really really well. Which means Bakugou….could probably smell you right now. 

You look up at him and let out a breath of relief when you see he's still distracted by the Kirishima, writhing to try and get away from the his grip on his neck. With a sharp movement from the blonde, his loin cloth flutters to the side momentarily and flashes you a peak of his really, really fat cock. You almost pass out from how fast blood rushes to your head when you see so many veins and bumps, and he's obviously not even hard. 

All of a sudden, Bakugou takes a deep breath, preparing to let out a roar to startle Kirishima into letting him go, and chokes on air, gasp getting caught in his throat. Kiri is none the wiser, laughing and joking behind him about how hes strongest, but Bakugou isn't paying attention, eyes blown wide and rolled in his head as his tongue slightly lolls out of his mouth, as if to taste what he's smelling.

To taste you. 

His head rolls to the side, eyes trained on the clench of your thighs and flush of your body, and it make his hips jump, red irises locking onto you as drool spills out of his open mouth. 

Kirishima realized how quiet he is, and attempts to peak over and see if he's okay but Bakugou roughly shoulders him off and stomps away into the trees, leaving you dazed and Kirishima confused. 

"That was weird."

[nxrcissablacks]

i literally cannot stop thinking about dami and jiun in a modern university au,,,, with like adult dami basically having hwi's personality (although i like to think dami would have grown up different without being forced to become hwi, but that's a discussion for another day)

dami definitely studies law and jiun studies medicine

dami is that One Girl we all know that just has everything together - like perfect notes, perfect essays, always turns up to tutorials on time, somehow also finds time to represent the university on the archery AND equestrian team of her college. scary. terrifying. is she even human.

jiun being That Student that turns up late to lectures wearing different coloured-socks because he just got out of bed 5 minutes ago, and who definitely falls asleep during the lecture itself, but who somehow manages to top the cohort each year

they meet because jiun is running across the college at top speed (once again, he is late for a lecture), and he ends up running straight into dami by the college's lake, causing her to drop her folder of notes into the water.

dami decides there and then that she hates him.

but then jiun jumps into the lake to get her notes out, and all is going fine until dami notices that jiun is having trouble getting out of the lake, and has to dive in to haul him out

"WHY did you dive into the water if you can't swim?????"

"i can swim....i just got...a cramp.....in my leg...." (he's lying, he can't swim but felt so bad about the notes, and i mean, how hard can swimming be? right? RIGHT?)

it's literally winter so they are both wet and shivering, and jiun awkwardly suggests that they go to his dorm room which is nearer to dry off, and dami huffily agrees

jiun offers dami a Clean Towel and gets her a change of clothes, before starting to take his top off so he can change too, dami shrieks, because, what the fuck?? she's still there????? Her Eyes (secretly she is 100% like Damn,,,, Those Abs, but she's never going to say that out loud,,,, yet)

jiun ducks into the toilet to finish changing and is about to dash out of the door without a coat because Oh My God I Am So Late For My Lecture

dami yanks him back and makes him put on a coat and a scarf because wtf is wrong with this man does he want to catch a cold???? jiun falls Hopelessly In Love at this point

dami turns up to the tutorial late and wearing a hoodie that is about 3x too big for her. her classmates are staring. she tries not to blush. (obviously she still knows all the answers to the tutor's questions without her notes - who do you think she is???)

jiun is in a daze for the rest of the day and his friends are trying to figure out why he is wearing this large goofy smile. this man is basically the equivalent of a gigantic golden retriever and we all know it

dami tries very hard not to think about jiun (and his abs), but she does, so she tries to find out about him sneakily by casually asking her friends (she thinks it's casual. it isn't)

turns out he's not only this ace medical student but also volunteers at orphanages in his spare time,,, he also founded this medical start up but the rumour is that he donates all his earnings to said orphanages

dami is All Soft at this point because she grew up in an orphanage

dami signs up for the volunteer roster for the next week, and when she arrives and sees jiun playing and laughing with the children - her heart feels so full she thinks it might burst

dami reads a storybook to a group of children and does not notice that jiun is just staring at her with like gigantic Heart Eyes

jiun asks her out for coffee after the volunteering session is over,,, and things just,,,, happen from there

jiun kisses her first, and then pulls back, all shy and hesitant, and hwi just shoves him to the wall and kisses him back with all her might because she's been thinking about doing this all day

jiun is 1) surprised, 2) very into this

they start going out after that but they keep it a secret because turns out jiun's dad is some important, vaguely terrifying dude and jiun dating would definitely make it onto society gossip pages

jiun 120% wears giant, extremely fluffy and comfy looking sweaters, and dami is Tiny and Mad because the sweaters make him extra huggable but no one can find out they are Dating™

dami wakes up first in the mornings because she is definitely the kind of person who wakes up at 5am and completes a whole workout routine before beginning her day

good things about waking up earlier: she gets to watch her Beautiful Boyfriend sleep

bad things about waking up earlier: she has to untangle herself from her boyfriend's extremely long limbs while he tries to cling to her in his sleep

dami will literally be 80% done with her essay by the time jiun stumbles into the kitchen looking still mostly asleep. (whispering: jiun with messy bed hair!!!!!)

on their first anniversary, they head back to the lake where they first met and jiun gently tells dami that he wants to be someone who will never fail to be by her side whenever she needs him most, and dami has never heard anyone say anything more romantic in her entire life. and no, she's not crying, there's just something in her eye!!!!

(Bonus: they kiss. daddy jung comes into the university to guest lecture and walks in on them. oops.)

[blobbyclouds]

hey could you a link and sidon with a reader during an argument of some sort? also love your blog (could you add some fluff in the end?) hcs would be gr8 💕

Sorry for the long wait, I’m just a wee bit awkward writing anything that isn’t pure utter fluff :’)

warnings: none!

-Link-

In all frankness, arguments with Link are the absolute worse

His facial expression ices over so that even you, who can usually read him so well, can’t decipher how he feels. He becomes quieter than he already is, and if you’re in public while this argument is happening? He’s dead silent, won’t even look at you

The one plus is that he’d never raise his voice at you or lift a finger in your direction… like ever. So if you get jumpy in arguments like that, you wouldn’t have to worry about that I guess

It’s not that he hates you, it’s that he hates arguing and everything about it. He completely blames himself for whatever happened to cause the argument and make you upset

Also, knowing Link, this argument likely has something to do with him being over protective of you, being reckless, or his responsibilities as a guard and champion — somewhere in that ballpark

He tries to insist that it’s necessary, that he has to do this to protect you and everyone. That he isn’t being over protective — while he does trust you, there are dangers you don’t understand that he must keep you away from. He can partially see your logic but still... the idea of something happening to you is terrifying

And eventually you storm away, leaving him with a hole in his chest and internally beating himself up for being so bad with his words

Link will give you a bit of space, but he can’t handle more than a few hours before he feels like the guilt will eat him alive

He picks you a few flowers to make up for it. It’s not too over the top, just a few wildflowers he knows you like. He rehearses his apology in his head as he walks up to your room, and with how slow and careful they are, you know he means them

You end up cutting him off because he’s being way too hard on himself, and after giving him a kiss on the cheek, you agree to talk things out

-Prince Sidon-

You know disagreements are going to happen when you’re different species, especially when one of you is royalty. Still, arguments are uncommon for the two of you with how cheerful and diplomatic Sidon is and your own demeanor. But no one is immune

Sidon is passionate, so when you do argue, he gets really into it. Whether the argument is about his royal duties or something you do, he cares, for better or worse

He does his best to keep his voice down and not yell or make his movements to large because he’s so much larger than you he’s worried of intimidating you -- no matter what, you need to know you’re safe with him

If you ever so much as flinch at him though, the argument ends right there no questions asked. He’ll scoop you into his arms and apologize a million times for whatever he did to frighten you

Anyway — Sidon tries, he really does try to understand you and make you understand, but the argument just drags on and on, and he’s just getting more and more upset at you and himself and this entire situation. Until one of you reaches a breaking point, snaps, and storms out

Let me tell you, the INSTANT guilt Sidon feels is awful, like a punch to the gut. Just two seconds after the door closes behind you, he regrets everything he did

There’s a pretty good chance that he’ll rush after you, apologizing and wanting to talk things through once you’ve both calmed down

But if he’s really upset or knows you need space, he’ll make himself wait. He’ll often go swim a bit to burn off any extra energy he may have and take his mind off his guilt 

When you make up to one another, he tends to ramble because he wants to make it very clear he isn’t upset. It’s sweet, honestly. He hates having conflict with his loved ones, so when he holds your hands in his and promises to do whatever he can to make up for what happened, you know it’s genuine

[olivyh]

TWST FAMILY HCS PT2) Savanaclaw and Octavinelle

Feel free to tack on your own Hc’s too!!! I love reading what other people think and how their view of the characters and of Twisted Wonderland in general change from person to person!!!

Savanaclaw:

Leona:

-Farena: We already know Leona describes his brother as being carefree and relaxed, but deep under that I think he’s a deeply intelligent man (how can you run a kingdom and be stupid?). He tries his best to make time in his schedule for his wife and child, and even try to get bonding tike with his younger brother (which never works out well). He tries to teach Cheka as much as he can, often giving him little life lessons while they play games. He’s a very kind and straightforward man, often being blunt when he doesn’t mean to. He stands a little taller than Leona, with Orange hair similar to Chekas. He keeps his hair tied out of his face as much as he can.

-Sister-in-law Kingscholar: A strong and confident woman, not afraid to speak her mind when she wants to. She’s blunt and she’d let you know about it. She’s also very kind in her own way, often dragging Leona off and trying to have serious talks with him, which he appreciates but doesn’t show. She adores Cheka and often spoils him without meaning to, and will spoil Leona too (but indirectly in a way similar to Ace’s father’s). Also very intelligent and good at reading people. I think she stands a little shorter than Leona, but she holds herself higher, and he slouches, so it looks as if they’re the same height. She has long yellow hair (again, similar to the ends of Cheka’s) that she often ties back as well.

-Cheka: We already know him, so heres a few Hcs!: He sometimes asks his mother to do his hair the same way as Leona’s, and tries to do everything like him (such as standing like him, trying to deepen his voice to sound like him, throwing sand at various objects in the castle yelling “King’s Roar!!”)

Ruggie:

-Grandma Bucchi: As he said himself, a stern and prideful woman. I think she’d be on the stricter side, having to teach Ruggie how to survive rather than him having to face those hard truths alone. She likely stands a lot shorter, likely 5’0 (sorry to anyone whos that height), than most other beastwomen. She’s a lot physically stronger than she looks, often still trying to pick Ruggie up at his age. She tries to spoil him when she can, trying to make him relax after working and taking over the household chores (which he declines, still cleaning up when she’s not looking- which earns him a smack to the head with a broom). She’s also a prankster, quietly jumping out from corners and scaring Ruggie or one of the other children. I think she feels a lot of regret over seeing Ruggie grow up so fast in the environment that he had, but she’s the proudest grandma ever. Whenever he sends pictures back she boasts to everyone at home (“See that! That’s my grandson’s school! See that there! He plays magift and is one of the best on the team! Look there! He’s got those nice ceremony robes!”), and even boasts about him with what little baby pictures they have (“See him walking at such a young age? Isn’t he so strong?”) Will never stop talking about her grandson, ever.

-Neighborhood kids: I think they’re like little siblings to Ruggie, so I’m adding them. They try to tale over what Ruggie did when he was at home, helping people fix up their houses or entertaining the baby hyenas when their mothers have other things to do. They also leave gifts to Ruggie when he comes back, between little dolls they made, bracelets they thought he’d like, charms, or pretty rocks and leaves. He keeps all of the gifts, no matter how small.

-His mom (bc the poor woman deserves a spot)(Poor meaning unfortunate)(The more i think abt it, both. It means both. Bad time?): I think she looked a lot like him, but with brighter blue eyes than his. She was definitely a prankster at heart, leaving clever traps behind for any poor soul to get stuck in. She was a very hardworker much like her son, taking on any task she could find to help out her mother. I think she’d try to leave as much behind for Ruggie as she could, which would include little notes and scribbles about how she was feeling throughout her pregnancy and how excited she was for him. Ruggie also kept all of those safe and sound, in a small box he keeps in the corner of his room.

(Can you guess who my fav chara is?)

Jack:

-Grandma & Grandpa Howl: A very loving couple, who always make time out of their schedule for their grandchildren, whether it be for school events, emergencies, or if any one of them want to come by and talk. They met when Grandpa Howl got lost and wandered by Grandma Howl’s family’s cabin (which happens to be the one they, and the rest of the family, still live in to this day) and he spent the night. I think they fell in love at first sight :’)

-Mama Howl: A very soft and loving beastwoman who is willing to sacrifice anything for her children. She is often strict, and sometimes a chatterbox, but she always reminds her children to stay safe and that she loves them. She always pats their head or cheek when she walks by, even if she has to reach a little to plant a kiss on Jack’s forehead. I think her hair would be a little darker grey, and she’d definitely be a little more muscular and taller, reaching six ft one when standing straight up. She’d have the same yellow eyes as Jack, and her hair would be cropped shorter due to her still moving around a lot.

-Papa Howl: Very similar to Jack personality and appearance wise. He stands an inch or two shorter than Jack, but is still very muscular due to working around the house and in the woods (chopping wood for the campfire, dragging around tools, carrying three wolf pups at a time in his younger days (only one now wants to be carried, which hurts the poor man’s heart a bit)

-Baby brother Howl: Huffy and a little moody, but a hard worker even if he complains while doing it most of the time. That’s often with his parents, but when he does something with Jack he doesn’t complain a bit. He’s very attached to his older brother, looking up to him for his strength and strong morals. He often compares him to superheroes and star athletes in his mind, but sometimes it slips out, resulting in one very embarrassed wolf boy and another very flattered wolf boy, ignore their wagging tails, it means nothing. I think he stands pretty tall for a preteen, around 5’7-5’8 and growing taller by the day. Same hair and eye color as Jack. Acts like he doesn’t like to play games with his younger sister but will never turn down a game of tag.

-Baby sister Howl: An absolute sweetheart. She just wants the best for her family and will do whatever she can to make what they want happen. Jack is hungry? Good thing she made her special dessert (it’s a poptart with whipped cream messily piled on top with sprinkles and literal sugar cubed wedged in it, but don’t tell her you don’t like it, please she��d actually bawl). Her other older brother is tired? She can get him extra blankets! Mama needs help cleaning? She can mop (she really just throws water on the floor and praises herself for a job well done). Papa need to cut wood? She can- no, she can’t. Please don’t give her an axe. She’ll cheer him from the sidelines with a song she made up just for him instead! She has their mother’s grey hair and father’s dark brown eyes, and loves to do her hair like the princesses she sees on Tv! (Yes, Jack will wear a too-small dress and Tiara if his sister wants to play princess. No, he will not let anyone take pictures.)

Octavinelle:

Tweels:

-Mama Leech: At first glance, a very kind woman with soft eyes. Willing to open her arms to anyone who might need help. Then, a terrifying grin similar to Floyd’s as that poor unfortunate soul realizes the trap they’d been thrown in. She’s very kind and patient towards both her boys and husband, as well as their friends (even of she is on guard near their friends, throwing a few hollow threats to see if it’d scare them away)(She doesn’t like to share her babies). She dotes on the tweels as much as possible, indulging im whatever curiosity they may have. Floyd wants to know what going through riptide is like? They leave tomorrow to find one. Jade wants to know more about life on land? She’ll find as many books as possible and ask (threaten) people for their land belongings. She knows when too far is too far though, and is very skilled at reeling the boys back in if they get to that point. Will always call them her little guppies, no matter how big they get. I think she’d have a teal bob on top, with the underside of her hair being black (which makes her hair look color changing when she swims). Im her human form shes only a few inches shorter than her boys, ranging around the same as Jack’s mother.

-Papa Leech: The definition of old Hollywood New York mob boss. Strict and blunt about his interests and problems, and not afraid to cause any problems if provoked. When the tweels were younger and they’d wrestle and bite at him, he’d throw them off him easily, telling them they need to work to beat him, even if he was impressed by their teamwork at first. Will die to protect his family, and was likely put in that position many times in the past due to his uh… business. He values his wife and children more than anything, and has done everything in his power in the past to protect them from harm. When they went to NRC at first, he felt defeated and almost wanted to beg them to stay safe with him (not that his pride would allow it).(Both the tweels can see through his facade easily)

Azul:

-Grandma ‘grotto: A very stern and prim octomermaid. What she says goes in the Ashengrotto house, and she often catches herself making unnecessary comments. She does apologize. Also a very loving grandmother towards Azul, often babying him whenever possible (doing the classic “you’re not eating enough here take some more” grandma move)(She will smooch his face whenever possible when there are no business clients nearby). Tries to boost his confidence since she knew about what was happening to him (Chances are she went through the same thing- being an octomer as well) and dod her best to protect him and make him happy. She taught him how to write with his tentacles and encouraged him to do his best in everything he does.

-Mama ‘grotto: Another businesslady in the front absolute softie in the back situation. Adores her son and is incredibly proud of how far he’s come.I think she looks identical to Azul, but more heavyset and, of course, female. She coddled Azul as much as possible, which worked out well with baby Azul’s clingy nature. She had no shame in walking around with the little guy stuck to her (unless he smacked a tentacle to her face when she was working on her restaurant), and made sure everyone knew what a good boy he was. She would show pictures to everyone (similar to Ruggie’s grandma), but respects his wishes in wanting to hide pictures of his past. She still shows anyone who asks pictures of him at NRC (compliments to the twins, who send her updates when her son is busy), and will tell everyone how smart he is and how much he’s grown.

-Step-Papa grotto: A very professional man in every aspect of his life, which stretches to his relationship with his stepson. When he learns about the contracts and Azuls UM, he’s over the moon with how happy he is. He swam around with a little more pep than usual, flicking his tail and flaring out his fins the more and more Azul told him. He helps him reword and format his contracts to his advantage, and is always willing to talk with him about Mostro Lounge or (on rare occasion) some memories before Step papa Ashengrotto met Mama Ashengrotto (which always make him happy that Azul trusts him enough). I think he’d be a pretty generic looking Mer, with an average looking tail and such

[thatshithurted8]

Fuck & Make Up

Summary: The Pogues devise a plan for you and JJ to stop hating each other. However, this plan involves leaving you two alone on Heyward’s boat in the middle of the marsh.

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: SMUT, oral (female receiving), fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it,) mentions of bullying, and smoking.

You and Pope pull up to Heywards boat that was anchored in the middle of the marsh. John B called you saying that they needed their help since the engine stopped working for some reason. Without hesitating you of course agreed to help your friends. 

As you walk onto the boat you see Kie and John B crouched down near the engine trying to fix it. With a closer look around the boat you realize that JJ wasn’t there, which you were completely fine with. You two have never gotten along so a moment without JJ was a moment of peace. 

“Did you guys check the plugs?” You ask bending down beside your friends who were handing the tools over to you. 

“No you should check those.” Kiara says as her and John B slowly walk over to the HMS pogue without you noticing. 

You furrow your eyebrows as you examine the machinery in front of you and realize it was completely fine. “Guys it’s fine.” You say standing up, but you drop the screwdriver you were holding once you see John B and Kiara jumping off of the boat and swimming towards the boat Pope was in. 

“Where are you guys going?” You ask walking over to the edge of the boat, but your thoughts were interrupted when you hear a banging sound come from the lower level of the boat. You walk over and lift the hatch to reveal the one person you couldn’t stand. JJ Maybank. 

JJ’s eyes widen when he comes face to face with you. “Oh hell no.” He says coming out from the lower level as he hears the engine start to the HMS Pogue. However, he was too late, the small boat started to move farther and farther away from the two teens. John B raised his hand and dangled the pair of keys to Heywards boat in the air. 

“Fuck them.” You scoff, folding your arms while watching the small boat disappear in the distance. 

JJ turns and looks at you with an amused expression on his face. Yea he didn’t want to be there to hear you complain about him just existing, but it wasn’t the end of the world. “I can’t be that bad.” He says following you into the control area. 

“Yes you are!” You exclaim, opening and closing drawers in hopes of finding a spare key to start the boat. As you did this JJ leaned against the door frame while getting a perfect few of your ass bent over. He quickly looks away when you stand up and turn around with a defeated expression on your face. 

The blond has always thought you were attractive, but if you were rude on the inside you were ugly on the outside. Little did he know you thought the same thing about him, but you knew never in a million years you would admit that. It would only boost JJ’s already large ego and you would never hear the end of it. 

“Fuck this shit.” You say pushing JJ out of the way and walking to the front of the boat to sit down and wallow in your self pity. 

You have a few minutes of peace by yourself before JJ walks over to you and sits down. He scoots close to you, causing you to move over a bit, but you couldn’t help, but acknowledge how good the boy beside you smelt. 

“You know Y/N.” JJ says causing you to look over at him while he focuses on rolling a joint. “I want to be friends, but clearly you can’t get over the fact that I bullied you in middle school.” 

Rolling your eyes, you scoff and fold your arms against your chest. “More like tormented.” You retort, thinking back to the days young JJ Maybank bullied you every chance he got. 

When you became close with Pope and then got re-introduced to the rest of the group you were hoping JJ had changed. However your hopes went to shit when JJ saw you standing beside Pope in the Chateau. “Hey guys look it’s pickle!”  The nickname originated when you had an allergic reaction to one on your sandwich during lunch one day. Young JJ made one of your most terrifying moments a joke around the school. Since that day in middle school you have held a grudge against the Maybank boy for being so cruel to you.

“I wasn’t that mean to you.” 

Once again you scoff, not believing the words coming out of JJ’s mouth. “Yea making me hate everything about myself when I was 12 and 13 wasn’t mean.” You say remembering the nights you would cry yourself to sleep remembering JJ’s mean comments about your body.

JJ’s eyes widen at your bold statement, but he could tell you were telling him the truth. He instantly felt bad especially knowing that wasn’t his younger self’s intentions. Far from it actually. 

The blue eyed boy sighs and looks over at you, finishing rolling the joint. “The reason why I bullied you all the time was because I liked you and I was jealous that you liked Rafe. Thinking back now, trying to get you to like me back by being an asshole to you wasn’t the best plan. So I’m sorry for that Y/N.” 

You look over at him, surprised that after all of these years he apologized for his past actions. You could tell that he was being genuinely serious too. 

“Don’t worry though, my picking up girls skills weren’t good back then, but trust me they are now.” He says winking at you and handing you the unlit joint. 

You hesitate not knowing if you should take it or not. Taking it would mean that you would be forgiving him even though you still have insecurities to this day because of things he said to you as a child, but not taking it wouldn’t solve anything. 

“Fuck off Maybank.” You say before ultimately deciding to take it, with a small smile on your face. 

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“Look a shooting star!” You say pointing up at the night sky taking a puff from a freshly lit joint. 

“Where?” JJ asks looking up at the sky then back at you when he couldn’t find it. 

“There.” You say blowing the smoke out of your mouth and into his face. 

JJ blows the smoke away with his hand, an amused expression visible on his face. He takes the joint from your small hand and puts it in his mouth. You watch as he inhales it and you can’t help, but notice the tingly feeling in your core. JJ Maybank was already attractive, but the way he smoked the weed under the moonlight made you feel a certain way. When you realize what you were thinking about, you brush your thoughts off as you just being high, but you hadn’t actually smoked a lot. 

Your thoughts are interrupted when JJ copies you and blows the smoke out of his mouth and into your face causing you to giggle. The blond does it again, simply so he could hear you laugh. 

To your surprise being stranded on a boat for a night your middle school bully wasn’t actually that bad. After JJ opened up to you and apologized for his past actions you both started opening up to each other and started to act like actual friends. Five minutes go by while you two keep on passing the joint back and forth while blowing the smoke into each other’s faces. 

“Wait. I have an idea.” JJ says taking the joint from you once again and inhaling the substance. You watch with parted lips as the boy beside you moves in closer to blow the smoke into your face, but you instantly freeze when JJ places his lips on yours, blowing the smoke into your mouth this time. 

JJ pulls away and instantly regrets doing what he just did, by your reaction. You sat frozen and wide eyed, not being able to register what just happened. 

“Shit. Sorry Y/N I shouldn’t have done that. The weed just makes me frisky I guess.” The boy says looking down at the joint in between his fingers. However, he wasn’t actually that high. 

Thousands of thoughts swarmed your mind as you finally realized what happened. Impulsively you act on the tingly feeling in your core and you place your lips back against JJ’s. To say JJ was shocked was an understatement, but he was quick to kiss you back, his free hand caressing your cheek.

“I’m not that high.” You say pulling away and starring into his blue eyes that looked a lot darker than normal. 

“Good cause I’m not either.” He says throwing the roach of the joint somewhere on the boat and pulling you onto his lap while kissing you again. 

This kiss was a lot deeper and passionate. JJ bites your bottom lip, causing you to moan. He takes this opportunity and inserts his tongue into your mouth. You let his tongue explore your mouth before he pulls away and moves your hair out of the way. 

His head dips down to your throat where he sucks mercilessly on the sensitive skin. You move your head to the side instinctively to give JJ more access. As he bites softly at your soft skin, before placing wet kisses along the places he was leaving hickeys. 

“Fuck JJ.” You moan grinding into his lap. His large calloused hands wander along your body as you do so, one of his hands land on your ass and one on your breast. He squeezes your ass, continuing to leave red marks down your neck to the hem of your bikini top. 

You continue to grind in his lap and by now you could feel his prominent member against your inner thigh. JJ pulls away from his assault on your neck as his hand plays with the strings of your bikini top. 

“Can I?” He asks, referring to taking it off. 

You simply nod before kissing him again. Through sloppy kisses JJ was able to remove your bikini top, throwing it somewhere on the boat. His head starts to go further down your body and his mouth eventually meets your left breast. He swipes his tongue around your erected nipple while his hand goes up to give your other breast some attention. 

JJ looks up at you and finally puts your hard nipple in his mouth, sucking it. You moan while arching your back and pushing your core closer to his. Seeing you as a moaning mess in his arms only made the blond even more turned on, that and how your small fingers would run and pull on his golden locks. 

He gives your right breast the same attention with his mouth while pushing you closer to his throbbing member. “Fuck you’re so hot.” He says as you grind against him again. 

You feel his free hand travel down your body as he continues to lick and suck on your nipple. JJ’s hand ends up finding its way to the zipper of your jean shorts. He looks up at you again, asking for permission, but before he even says anything you nod your head yes. 

The Maybank boy pulls down your zipper and lies you down so he could take them off, leaving you in your revealing bikini bottoms. He hovers over you and kisses you again, his hand finding your ass and squeezing it. 

You kiss back, one of your hands in his hair the other grazing over his abs and down to bulge. JJ basically jumps at the sudden contact, but it doesn’t take long for him to start grinding into your hand while you start to palm him through his swim trunks. 

Hearing JJ groan at how you were making him feel made you spiral into another universe. The sounds coming from his mouth was music to your ears. Your hand finds the bottom of the boys shirt and you start to tug on it signalling that you wanted it off. 

He quickly takes off his shirt and instantly goes back to making you feel good. His mouth leaves your breasts and he starts to kiss down your stomach, leaving wet kisses. 

“You’re so beautiful.” He says in between kisses. JJ makes his way down your body, mumbling sweet nothings about how beautiful you looked withering underneath him. His skilled mouth stops when he reaches your inner thighs. You could feel his warm breath fanning against your core and you wanted nothing more than him to just touch you where you needed him most. 

“JJ.” You moan while biting your lip. 

He kisses your left thigh and then your right before looking up at you. “Yes beautiful?” 

“Please?” You say desperately. 

“Touch me JJ.” 

“Where?” Here?” He says placing his large hand on your breast once again. 

Rolling your eyes you grab his hand and place it on your clothed core. “Touch me here.” 

JJ liked seeing you beg for his touch. Despite there being thick fabric between your pussy and his fingers JJ could feel your wetness through the bikini. He slowly moves your bottoms down your legs with his mouth before moving back up to your core. 

“Please J-” You say being interrupted by JJ’s tongue finding it’s way into you, lapping up your juices. You let out a loud moan as you pull roughly on his hair. Your reaction only boosting JJ’s ego. 

“So wet for me beautiful.” JJ says looking up at you, making eye contact. You swore just seeing your juices on his face almost made you cum instantly.

His tongue finds your bundle of nerves, sucking it while he pushes his pointer finger inside of your cunt. JJ adds his finger and you buck your hips up to meet his mouth and fingers, but his free arm pushes you back down. 

As his fingers reach deeper and his tongue continues to work it’s magic you could feel the coil in your stomach about to snap. “Fuck JJ. I’m gonna, I’m gonna cum!” You stutter. 

JJ smirks to himself while he reaches up and grasps your tit in his large hand, squeezing it. This on top of the way his tongue and fingers were thrusting in and out of you sent you into oblivion.

You let out a loud moan, arching your back as your first orgasm of the night washes over you. JJ sits up on his knees, leaving your sensitive core. You look down and see his bulge that looked like it was about to break through his shorts. 

Sitting up, you reach down towards the top of his shorts and pull them down, causing his dick to pop out, hitting his navel. You gulp looking down at him, not realizing that he was that big. 

You perch up onto your knees and meet JJ’s lips in a rough and lustful kiss. His hands instantly finding your ass before he lays you down once again. However, you sit up, flipping him over so now you were on top. 

“Look at you.” JJ says biting his lip, admiring you while bringing his fingers up to your mouth that were previously inside of you. Without any hesitation you wrap your mouth around his fingers and begin to suck. 

The image and feeling of you swiping your tongue around his fingers while hollowing out your cheeks almost makes JJ cum on the spot. You pull away, your mouth making a popping sound as his fingers leave your mouth. As you do this you continue to grind on his lap.

“Fuck that was hot.” 

You simply smirk at the boy under you before kissing him passionately and sitting back up. You wrap your small hand around JJ’s member and align it up with your entrance. JJ groans at your touch, but you two look at each other to make sure this was okay before doing anything further. 

With JJ giving you permission to continue you sink down on his cock, both of you letting out whimpers at the sensation. You wait until you are used to his size before moving. 

JJ places his hands on your hips and ass while you start to bounce up and down on his dick. Fuck was it ever hot to see you take control.

 “Just like that.” He says biting his lip, trying to contain his groans.

“You look so beautiful.” He says. The moonlight illuminating both of your sweaty bodies. You feel your cheeks heat up even more at the compliment and you continue to bounce up and down with JJ’s assistance. 

Without warning JJ quickly sits up wrapping his arms around your body before flipping you back over, his member still deep inside of you. You riding him was satisfying, but JJ couldn’t help himself from being the one directing the show. 

JJ thrusts into you and you feel him deeper than you did when you were riding him. “Keep doing that JJ!” 

Using your moans as inspiration JJ’s hips snap to meet yours at a faster pace before he throws one of your legs over his shoulder. You didn’t even realize you were that flexible until then, but you weren’t complaining. 

Your pussy pulses around JJ’s cock as he starts to thrust into you at a merciless pace. The blond reaches your g-spot and his his thumb falls between your legs, finding it’s way to your clit. 

“Holy fuck!” You moan once again. “JJ I’m going to cum.” You whine in between thrusts. 

“Then cum for me baby girl.” He whispers, biting your ear softly as his cock hits deeper and deeper inside of you. 

Without wasting anytime you allow the coil in your stomach to break for the second time that night. You scratch JJ’s back and softly bite his shoulder knowing you were going to leave marks as your second orgasm washes over you. 

JJ could feel his load building up, especially after feeling and watching you come around his cock. He thrusts a few more times before pulling out and cumming on your stomach, since he didn’t put on a condom. He rolls over and collapses beside you. 

“That was amazing.” He says regaining his breath and turning his head to look at you. You simply nod your head in agreement a smile appearing on your face as you meet the blond’s gaze. 

You two remain laying naked and sweaty at the front of Heywards boat just starring at each other in pure bliss. A smirk appears on JJ’s face while looking at you. 

“What?” You ask furrowing your eyebrows. 

“Clearly my plan in middle school did end up working.” He says smirking at you. 

You roll your eyes, but move closer to him so your head was resting on his chest, “Shut up Maybank.” 

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A/N this was my first ever smut so let me know what you think and if you have any critiques. Positive feedback is always welcome! :)