#dont wanna put my foot in my mouth again

[demispark]

You probably didn't want an actual answer to your disliking of Nagito post so sorry that I'm providing it, but I did have to see that in the tag so here you go: People like Nagito because of the complexity revealed in his free time events, and personally I also like him for the fact that he kept saving everyone's lives multiple times in the trials and nobody seems to notice. He also arguably has not actually accomplished much terrible stuff (relative to, you know, if you know the games), and his intentions are to accomplish absolute good even if he clearly is not mentally stable enough to realize he's going about it horribly wrong. There's all of the luck cycle stuff and how that would understandably affect a person, with his examples again provided in the free time events. They also made an OVA that revealed a lot of stuff about his thought processes and the fact that Hajime in fact does not hate him. So I mean, those are some of the reasons why people like him? He's interesting. All of this comes from the source material and canon stuff meant to elaborate on it. Sorry if you don't care, but logically people who care will see it if they look in the character tag and all

It may have been a little rash of me to actually tag the post in a way that people who do love and enjoy the character would see it, especially having worded it the way I did. Nevertheless, I did want people to tell me what I was missing, or to just admit that they're into... *Gesturing at Nagito* ... That...

[Edit - Looking over your ask again, you may have misunderstood me, or maybe I've misunderstood you. Nagito is an undeniably fascinating character, and I completely understand liking him. My point of contention were people who were/are attracted to him, as well as shipping him with Hajime and/or Chiaki, who I perceived as not wanting anything to do with him. This was especially prompted by Nagito's (personally agitating) change of attitude partway through Chap. 4, where my negative views of him as a person really began to take hold.]

Although, I will be honest, I wasn't expecting an ask at all, but I appreciate your willingness to engage, and also be pretty civil. I did realize that I might've been too... I dunno, harsh, or something? Too judgemental might be closer to what I'm trying to say here...

Anyway, I suppose that without Free Time Events, and other canon supplemental information and insights, everyone would come to my fault conclusion, right? From what I've experienced in the last week or so of playing DR2 (Which has taken me up to the beginning of the investigation in Chapter 5, for context), Nagito has never been painted in a positive light. I can't say that anything I can remember from Ultra Despair Girls does him any favors, either.

Nagito's contributions to the class trials don't really go unnoticed, and at the beginning of the investigation in Chap. 5, Hajime directly states this. However, Nagito tends to be very obtuse with how he helps lead the others to the truth, and especially given the situation they're in, I can't blame anyone for considering Nagito more of a hindrance to their trials and general continued survival.

There's little else for me to say, since I have essentially no knowledge of the Free Time Events and OVAs. I moreso agree about Nagito being mentally unstable than the notion that his intentions are to accomplish the absolute good. Nagito is definitely interested in creating "absolute hope than can overcome any despair", but I'm not sure I can call that "good". However, I'm sure you'll agree that arguing over what is "good" in this context would be a matter of personal ideology and how you interpret the information given in-game, so we'd best not dwell on it.

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I apologize for the long answer to your ask, but I do genuinely want to thank you for your response. Ultimately, I was thinking "What am I missing here? What do people see in this guy that I'm seemingly blind to?", and you told me that I was absolutely missing something. You also made me realize that I did just about everything wrong with that post, and frankly, I'm lucky that I didn't raise the ire of someone who is far more passionate in their love for this man.

In case I have been unclear at any point, I am not being sarcastic in any part of this post, and I appreciate your efforts to expose the flaws in my reasoning, as it were.

Whether it be morning, afternoon, or night for you, I hope you have a good one.

[britneyshakespeare]

i have been working with kids for four years and i had to write my first ever note just now about a seventh grade boy being inappropriate towards me. i don't know what the hell this could possibly lead to or what. he was trying to feel my legs repeatedly to the point where i had to stop sitting next to him (and i was subbing for his one-to-one para!!!). he's got high support needs. in that kind of job, you're supposed to sit next to them all day and look over their work.

the teacher whose classroom this was happening in could also tell something was wrong. the whole class was acting kinda crazy because it was the day before school vacation week and there was another class coming in to share projects. so like, he was swamped with keeping order already. but we were sitting two feet away from his podium at the front of the room. the kid was giving him and me a hard time when he wouldn't take out his chromebook as he was instructed. and then when he did take out his chromebook, he immediately, for some reason, places it on my lap. he had been ogling my legs the whole time. he puts his computer ON MY LAP. and i'm just like, stunned, because what the hell? can you not keep it on your own lap, for some reason? i don't even know what to say, i just hold it a little above my lap while i'm thinking why on earth would this be happening? he would NOT do this to his regular para if she were here, would he? this can't be normal.

and the teacher sees this and within a minute places a stool in front of the kid for him to put his laptop on. and i'm like. oh ok. yeah. he notices exactly what's happening and that that's not appropriate. and then when the other class comes in to share projects he tells me "miss b——, you don't actually have to sit next to c—— this whole period if you don't want to." and he grabs me a chair for me to go sit with the other paras in the back opposite corner of the room. like he KNEW. and thank you mr. d—— for recognizing that because i was just kind of shocked and didn't know if i was overreacting in my head to all of this.

when there's a point in the class where the kids are discussing stuff, i privately mention what's happened to the para who's sitting closest to me. and she says that the thing about him calling me pretty is something he's been known to do, but the fact that he kept trying to touch my legs is new behavior. and that's a completely different class of behavior. i was telling him NO, don't do that, and he kept doing it. and the fact that he was calling me pretty repeatedly, even when i was giving him instructions that he wasn't taking. and this is the second to last class before the end of the day, so she says she'll take a walk with him before learning center and talk to him about it, and i'm grateful for that. she does. the kid apologizes to me as soon as i come into learning center. but like. WHAT the hell.

i'm STILL like what the hell. this is unfathomable to me. the other adults who i told about this or who witnessed it were supportive of me. but. what to do??? i wrote a long note to his regular para about this, because i knew she was going to hear about it at least from the first para i told. the second para i told about it after school had a kind of... i'm not gonna say enabling reaction, but i suppose since it had already been "taken care of" (or at least, he had been spoken to and apologized) she didn't really have much to add in the way of discipline. i told her what happened after school and she was just like... a little bit, laughing? like oh, yup, that dog. she at the very least confirmed he KNEW what he was doing, that that was not an accident. she said to me "i had a feeling he was going to develop a crush on you" (me and these other paras were together for most of the beginning of the day too). but it's like. it's not about that.

i have worked with children for FOUR years. children have had crushes on me before; i'm quite unfazed by it. boys from the ages of 5-to-15 have told me i'm so pretty before and asked me to marry them. i've never had them feeling up my legs before. i've never had them making me physically uncomfortable. it's NOT about this seventh grader having a crush on the pretty substitute. he is NOT unusual for that, at all. but i've never had a boy of any age or education level repeatedly touching my knees and thighs. THAT is problem behavior!!!

because what if i wasn't assertive enough with him to tell him to stop? what if i was a girl his age? worse, what if i was an adult who encouraged this behavior? i don't come to the middle school to be a seductress. i had no intention in putting on a pair of tights and a skirt this morning of being viewed as an attractive object, especially not by a pubescent boy. what if i did though? what if his interpretation of me wasn't so incorrect and offensive? what if i let him keep touching me inappropriately and saying flirtatious things to me? me, an adult in my mid-twenties, towards a middle school boy?

in no world would that be ok. if i had been feeling up and overly-complimenting a CHILD at my place of work, holy shit would there be reports about me. so a child acting that way could never be ok either. if it'd be firable for me to be reciprocating that action, then that action should not be happening to me. ever. and that child should never repeat that action again to any other adult again.

like i am simply not there to be treated as an attractive young woman. i put on a skirt that shows too much knee and get paired with a boy, though, and that's apparently just a natural consequence. hooo-ly shit. like i don't know what to do. first of all, the more time passes since this has happened, the more i am just unable to stop thinking about it. i wasn't "hurt" or too emotional in the moment but i'm just still processing it and it gets worse. i'm just more and more disgusted.

i don't know what i expect to come out of this, or the email i sent to his regular para. like, am i gonna have to attend a fucking meeting? what is the precedent that this sets for him? WHY do i feel BAD for him about this? well, because he's a child, of course. a child who has done wrong he may not be able to understand. but he knows WHAT he did. he just doesn't know WHY it was wrong.

and i couldn't even say something to him that was like, "well, how would you like it if i was touching you like this?" because young boys do not understand how inappropriate it'd be. i'm sure this kid thought he was gonna get away with what he was doing at the very least. but probably not unlikely he (being a child with no concept of how wrong it'd be) thought he could get some sort of "positive" attention for treating me like this. either way he was simply doing what he wanted to do, with no perspective of how it would make me feel or that it could be classified as harassment. teenage boys think it'd be awesome if the older attractive woman would reciprocate their affections. they're wrong. i, as the older attractive woman of his affection, cannot be the one to convince him of that, though.

i don't know. i don't know. like it's just so not ok. but if i didn't tell another adult about this, he would've gotten away with it. he would probably do it again. and him being in trouble for it is not the same as him understanding that it was wrong. unless someone has a REAL talk with him about inappropriate attention and consent, it's not unlikely that he'll just repeat the behavior in a setting where he thinks he won't be caught or told on. THAT'S the problem. me, i could just never have to be this boy's para again. in my email, i didn't say that i would never be ok working with or around him ever again. he already knows i didn't like it and i'm not afraid to tell on him; as far as that lesson applies to me, individually, i think he's become too ashamed to repeat that.

i don't know. i don't know. i very much expressed that i, i guess, "forgave" him in the email that i wrote. i clarified that i was writing it for the sake of having it on the record. i think that could potentially be very important for the purposes of preventing further similar or escalating behavior from him in the future. i don't want him to be in trouble. i don't think i will be blamed for this, especially not with how promptly i acted, although i don't know to what extent this will be framed as me thinking i'm a "victim." i'm not... i don't feel victimized. i feel disgusted. i feel afraid for the sake of what could happen to or with him in the future, if he thinks behavior like his towards me today is ok.

i feel like if i end up having to further respond to this, this will be made about me. in a way it kind of was. is? in the moment it was happening, it was certainly about me. because i was the one this boy was giving all this unwanted attention to. but to make the consequences of this about me and to involve me any further, i also don't want. because i said what i said already, i don't care if a student has a crush on me. this isn't about me being the pretty substitute. i'm the pretty substitute all the time, to tons of people. that's not really something i've been concerned about up until now.

but do i have to reexplain my personal embarrassment? that i was wearing a skirt? that he was ogling my legs? really? what more do i have to gain from sharing that, other than having the adults at my place of work confirm or deny me in their heads as the pretty substitute? i don't know. perhaps that's REALLY overthinking it. but i don't want to be the substitute that caused a problem for this special ed kid. i don't wanna be the reason that he can't be around me anymore, the person people think of when they're monitoring how he's acting around girls and young women. i DON'T want to be the one people think of when they think of his past misbehavior. i'm NOT here for that.

that's just fucking humiliating. and in this being a thing that could follow him, i have to be ogled and touched over and over again in people's minds for this to be taken seriously. but for this to be swept under the rug would be even worse, no? i don't know. i hate this. the principal is a nice guy; i wouldn't be surprised if he and/or people from the special ed department reached out to me sympathetically about this. but i don't wanna be reached out to. i don't wanna have ppl i work with tell me "sorry that kid was just so attracted to you he couldn't help himself" like come on. if the kid himself doesn't change then i don't really care to remember this incident. and no one reaching out to me and saying they've talked to this kid will actually prove to me he understands. this is the kind of inappropriate behavior it takes years for people to understand why it was wrong, especially a child who has no idea. i mean come on.

[cupiohearts]

AND NOW IM OFF TO THE RACES ?! - pointing out moles with ace, malleus, and vil

( NOT PROOF READ :3)

ACE is obnoxious. he might be your boyfriend but sometimes you feel like decking him in the face sometimes. "hey dont roll your eyes at me!" he says as you switch out of your jacket for the fifth time. you hear his back hit the bed. (it was a very loud screech since your bed is hard as rocks)

"gah!" he brings his body off the bed and deliver a small punch to it "crowley needs to get you a new bed."

"and a new budget" you chime in. sighing as you go through your closet filled with clothes. not like you bought them yourself. it was from kalim, and vil- and just about every other rich student on campus buying you things.

"oh come on! we're gonna be late to riddle's unbirthday party!" he whines as he stares at your back.

"hes not gonna get angry at me. im his favourite now shut up and tell me which looks better!"

you expected him to reply with a sassy comment like he normally does. but youre met with silence. "ace?" you ask as you pause and stare at the ceiling with a raised eyebrow.

after a moment of silence, his voice can be heard in something just slightly above a whisper. "did you know you have a mole on your back? its right-" he gets off the bed. it makes a slight creak as he moves towards you. "here" he finishes.

his finger touching a spot in the middle of your back just a bit to the right. you turn your body around to attempt to look at it.

"i cant see it obviously! my head doesnt spin 360 dummy" you flick his forehead. "now stop looking at my back and focus on the clothes!"

he mimicks your voice in a more high pitched tone before going back to sitting on the bed. "you should show me more of your moles. its like finding shells on beaches."

you were forced to sit down as VIL does your skincare. "i dont think i wanna do this.. im so tired." you complain to your boyfriend.

"close your potato otherwise youll get a mouthful of foam" he commands you while he starts to lather the foam all over your face. you sigh as you close your eyes, feeling the motion of his hands on your face. rubbing in whatever product he was using.

the feeling of his hands circling your cheeks and then back to your forehead and then your chin almost made you fall asleep if it wasnt for the cold water hitting your face.

you opened one eye as you feel his fingers poke at your face. "hm? what the heck why did you poke me!" you say as you open both your eyes and huff at him.

unfortunately he had placed your hands in a covering because he was also putting hand masks on your hands.

he raised an eyebrow at you. geez he was so hot. "i didnt realize you had a mole there prefect" he says as he looks more closely at it. "well yeah- its tiny" you say as you pull your head a bit away from his face. sweating bullets at the sight of the queen himself looking at the mole you had.

"its cute." he simply states before slapping your face with some cream again.

perhaps he thought you didnt realize how his fingers seemed to pay special attention to your mole everytime. whenever he gives you goodbye kisses when the bell rings, he leaves a ring of lipstick around your mole.

he notices it if you cover it up with some makeup or what not. a frown getting on his face as he immediantly swipes at what covers it.

"why did you cover it? its a lovely place for a mole. you shouldnt cover it up. did you know theres a myth that moles appear when our past lover had kissed up before?" he asks you while his eyes were still focused on the mark.

MALLEUS notices your mark when he looks at your foot while you two relax at the lake. he notices it every single day, discreetly (or not) staring at it whenever you go on your rambles about your day or possibly how annoying ace and deuce can get sometimes.

you know he noticed at first because he paused mid conversation to lower his gaze down your foot. it took him a minute or two to snap out of it and stop blanking out on you but the good deed was done.

after that day you decided that his gaze on your foot started to freak you out a bit more so you suggested less water and more shoes rather than sandals.

you didn't think he would notice but while you two hung out in your spot after a week or two. he would start staring down at the spot where he knows where your mole is. he specificallly remembers it and frown.

"child of man take off your shoes"

"tsunotarou we talked about this you cant steal my shoes i only have one pair"

he shakes his head this time. kneeling down at your feet as he slips your slippers off. slipper because you wore them to feel comfortable at night. his hands holding your foot in his hands while your shoe is in your other one.

you gasp and try to take your shoe back from him. your hands no match for his years of experience from doing bits of swordfighting however.

"tsunotarou i need my shoes back! my foot is cold" you whine to him.

"but the dot. you have a beauty mark on your foot"

darn his sad dragon eyes. you wouldve probably hurled a rock at him if he wasnt so naive and confused. you poor poor soul malleus.

"yes i have beauty mark on my foot i have them everywhere on my body tsunotarou. now give me back my shoe" you say with a furrowed eyebrow and a frown etched onto your face huffing.

he lights up at this. the opposite of what you wanted (what you really wanted were those slippers in his hands).

after that day he did give you your slipper back but he started to inspect your body. not as creepy as it seems but whenever he thinks youre distracted he looks everywhere on your body for a darker spot.

god forbid you allow him to do this with free will. sometimes whenever he thinks he hit jackpot on finding a new one, he pulls on your clothes tugging it down or off to look at it without it being obstructed.

youve had very awkward stares about this that you dont wish to describe.

[moon-goddess-posts]

Play Fighting

dom! rhea ripley x sub! reader, degration/praise kink, overstimulation, strap on (reader receiving), rough fucking, oral sex (reader receiving), reader sucks rheas strap lol

it’s done guys 😁 also requests are open if you wanna suggest prompts or story ideas. I still need to update my request list tho so after i do that i’ll pin it

“Rhea Ripley! I challenge you to a match!!” You yelled jumping on to the bed. You put your hands on your hips and gave Rhea a wide grin.

“Oh do you now? You think you’ll win?” Rhea was teasing you as she got on the bed as well but you stood your ground.

“mhm! I’m one hundred percent!” you said smiling. Rhea just laughed.

“Ok but if you lose you’ll regret it”

“yeah yeah yeah I don’t care, TAKE THIS!” At full force you swung your right leg trying to aim and Rheas face. Now you were in no way a fighter or had any experience in fighting besides self defense. So expectedly, rhea caught your leg in a swift motion.

“Oh.” You froze and then gave rhea a nervous look trying to get her to free your leg, but she pulled you down and you plopped on the bed. From there she started to pin you down with you struggling to still win.

“And you said you were a hundred percent huh?” Rhea looked at you still struggling and she just snickered.

“ugh you suck” in the middle of struggling you saw an open point right in front of you, rheas stomach. You smiled and rammed your foot into it and Rhea was taken aback, letting you go. You ran away giggling and she was not having it.

“cant catch me!” you laughed only for it to be cut short when two big arms wrapped around your waist.

“noooo let go of me!” You felt yourself being put over rheas shoulder and you slumped in defeat.

“nice try darling, don’t be a sore loser now” She teasingly spoke. You crossed your arms pouting but at least you could enjoy the view in front of you.

“nice ass” you grinned. Rhea just rolled her eyes and ignored you making you laugh even more. Rhea then took you off her shoulder to throw you on the bed. She pinned you once again and you were throwing a fit.

“I refuse to lose!” you yelled.

“dont resist love, once i’m done with you i’ll make sure you’ll never think about challenging me.”

“yeah right!” you bit back. After that you felt hands grip the sides of your neck and you whimpered staring into rheas eyes.

“you wanna fucking try me whore?” rhea forced you to look at her and that finally got you to stop struggling. However you tested her enough today and it was time to face the consequences.

“you sure have a fighting spirit for someone who claims she’s not a fighter” rhea chuckled

“whatever, you never let me win”

“I like the look of you losing to me, now because you lost you have to do anything I say for twenty four hours” rhea smiled

“what! twenty four hou-“

“that means you ask to speak and only do so if I say you can.” rhea squeezed your neck again to get you to stop talking. you nodded your head

“good girl, now you can talk”

“Twenty four hours is too long…” you spoke quietly

“that’s too bad, I know you can do it I won’t make it too difficult for you.” you knew that was a lie, rhea makes things like this difficult on purpose. But you enjoyed it anyway and she knew that. You wrapped your arms around your girlfriend and pulled her into a kiss. Rhea grabbed a hold of your face and intensified the kiss making sure you knew she was in control.

“Rhea please..” you spoke gasping from the kiss

“aw does my little whore want somethin” you nodded your head while lookin away.

“well, you don’t get to ask for things” Rhea was softly touching your waist making you get goosebumps. Pulling away, rhea got up to get a few things for what she wanted to do with you.

“On your knees.” she was demanding and you followed, slowly kneeling down in front of her. rhea pulled out her strap and put it on, then aligned it to meet your mouth. You looked up at her with puppy eyes as you slowly wrapped your hand around her strap.

“don’t give me that look darling, you know what to do,” she caressed your head and you leaned into the touch. Your mouth got to work, licking and sucking her cock. Rhea let you go at your own pace with only sometimes pulling your hair to go deeper or faster. You loved the feeling of being used, small droplets formed in the corner of your eyes.

“yeah just like that love, you’re so good using your pretty mouth like that.” She praised you making get even more worked up. The heat between your thighs was unbearable, you needed rhea to touch you where you so desperately wanted. Drool driped down your chin still sucking on rheas strap. Your hand wandered down to touch yourself but rhea caught you

“Did i give you permission to touch yourself?” she grabbed you by the hair and pulled you off of her cock.

“N-no” the pain from having your hair pulled sent shivers down to your core.

“So what made you think you could hm?”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t help it, I just wanted you to touch me” you whined

“You’re such a fuckin slut, you can’t even wait for me to do it?” She pulled you up and threw you on the bed. You were laying on your stomach, ass propped up for her to see.

“Count with me, or else i’m starting over” A harsh slap landed on you. You gasp struggling to speak

“one!..” Another slap.

“Ah! two!” this time it stung more than before. But you were enjoying it, juices now flowing down to your thighs. Rhea made you count 8 more times, by the time she was done you were crying and your ass was now a light shade of red.

“You’re doing amazing love.” She rubbed your sore cheeks and gave you a kiss.

“please…please touch me” you said through sniffles. Rhea laughed and finally started to touch your dripping pussy.

“You got this wet from me spanking you? I could slip two fingers into you so easily now. Maybe three?” Rhea whispered in your ear teasingly. You pushed your ass into rhea desperately and she grinned.

“I wanna feel your fingers, I need you so bad Rhea” you begged as she rubbed quick circles into your clit. Shortly after you said that, rhea swiftly inserted two fingers inside of you unexpectedly. You couldn’t contain the noises you made as she kissed your neck slowly.

“I think you can handle another finger, right princess?”

“o-oh oh fuck…it’ll be too much!” You were lying, you wanted to see how much you could take, you wanted her to push you to the max.

“You’re such a bad liar, love” Rhea added a third finger, stretching you out. Pleasure washed over you as she continued fucking you. You were close to release and rhea could feel it.

“Are you cumming princess?” you nodded your head babbling nonsense as your whole body tensed up. You shouted rheas name as you released all over her fingers. Rhea flipped over your exhausted body so you could lay on your back.

“Look at the mess you made.” She kissed your thighs lowering herself in between them. Your hands clenched the sheets.

“wait wait i just came!” You huffed.

“I never said we were done, i’m far from done with you angel.” She forcibly held your thighs open so you couldn’t resist. You felt Rheas hot tongue on you, cleaning you up and moving in a circular motion on your swollen clit. Your nerves were burning up as you were being overstimulated. Rhea moaned into your pussy making you become even louder from the vibration. You were close once again but rhea stopped.

“that’s not fair, I was so close” you wailed

“quit your whining, love” you let out an annoyed sound while looking away, until you felt something hit your entrance. You quickly looked back to see Rheas strap. Before you could protest, she gripped your hips and started to enter you. You whipped your head back cumming on rheas strap as she now slammed into you.

“look at what a slut you are, cumming from just entering your little hole” you were breathless as she fucked you hard and fast, fucking you past your orgasm. You were twitching uncontrollable. Rhea placed your legs over her shoulders, aiming to go deeper into you which you didn’t even think was possible. Her strap was bigger from the usual ones, the thought of it going deeper into you made you close again.

“f-fuck rhea you’re going to..ugh! break me!” You held on to her, leaving scratch marks on her back. Rhea groaned, her hand now around your neck. She was hitting all the sweet spots within you, the pleasure made you dizzy and dazed. Watering you down to a moaning mess.

“Come on princess, one more time for me” Rhea’s hand moved from your neck to your clit. Rubbing it while she was still deep in you, messing up your insides. You felt her pull out almost all the way, and was about to beg her to keep going from how close you were until she snapped her hips right back into you. You screamed and felt your body convulse, orgasm now approaching. Only a few more sharp thrusts were enough to get you over the edge one last time.

“Shit!” your hands grabbed onto anything in proximity, it was too much for you to handle. Rhea gave slow thrusts through your orgasm, turning your legs into jello. You finally calmed down, body now limp as your breath slowed.

“Such a good girl, have i tired you out?” Rhea pulled out of you, rubbing any sore spots on you.

“mhm…” You felt exhausted, but you still managed to cling yourself onto your girlfriend.

“can you kiss me please?”

“of course angel” she kissed you slowly and passionately as you drifted off to sleep. Rhea left and came back to get a towel to clean you up, admiring your beautiful body in the process.

-end

[bigmandongle]

oh my god the neverending desire to be the world's biggest brat. making ur dom so fucking angry because you wont stop bitching no matter what they try. all of your normal punishments dont seem to shut you up this time.

so they leave you. they just leave the room. you'd been mouthing off for over an hour and they'd had enough, so they shut the door on you, keeping you tied up all spread out on the bed, fully naked. the marks they'd inflicted across your skin are darkening in the evening light and all you wish you had was their attention on you again.

about half an hour later (though you couldn't have kept track), they come back into the room with a bowl. did they bring you a treat for being so patient??

they sit down on the foot of your bed and lift up the spoon. your heart sinks as you realise they brought a bowl of ice cream for themselves to eat while watching you. food as company to watch you squirm under their gaze.

"that's not fair," you whine.

"did i say it would be?" they take another mouthful.

they drag the metal spoon up and down your legs, smirking when goosebumps ripple over your skin.

"can i have some, at least?" you ask, hopefully.

"why would you ever deserve that, my love? you really think you can act like an asshole and still get a treat?" they ask, raking their eyes slowly over your body.

you muster up some confidence to look them in the eyes, and say, "...maybe..."

they tilt their head back and laugh at your pure stupidity, getting so riled up they almost drop the bowl. when they calm down, they stare at you coldly.

it's uncomfortable. to break the silence, you ask, "what do i have to do to get a treat?" you put on your best pleading face.

"oh honey, that shouldn't be your question right now. you should be pleading and begging me to not leave you here for another few hours, leaving me ample time to think of a punishment that would be your worst fucking nightmare, darling."

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uhh idk what that was but !! hope you liked it & lemme know if u wanna read more stuff like that :3

[eashmo]

7 minutes in hell, or is it heaven? Part 13

-Save You, Save Me-

Warnings: abuse, y/n is sort of a bad ass.

A/n: short chapter also the song doesn't really go with the situation, I just like the vibe.

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*a few days later after saving the world.*

Billy and I decided to study for our science graduation final at his house. It was my first time being at his house. His room was exactly how I imagined it. Beer cans and cigarette butts covered some surfaces, a poster of a blonde woman in just a bikini, our photo booth picture was taped on his mirror, and a messy bed that engulfed me in his smell. I was nestled in between his legs and his arms around me as he held the textbook for both of us.

There was a knock on his door  “billy?” a female voice called out from the other side.

“Yeah, I'm a little bit busy in here, Susan. I got company.”

“Open the door right now!” an angry male voice butts in.

“Shit, it's my father .” Billy says as he stiffens around me. He removes himself from me getting up to open the door. I held my breath. 

“What's wrong?” he asks 

“Why don't you tell us?” his father says.

“Because I don't know.”

“We can't find maxine.” Susan quickly says. She notices me on the bed but doesn't say anything.

“where is she?” neil asks.

“I don't know’

His father scoffs “you don't know?”

“Look, I'm sure she just, I don't know, went to the arcade again, I'm sure she's fine.”

“You were supposed to watch her.”

Billy sighs “I know, dad. I was it’s just you guys were three hours late and, well, i’m having a study date right now, im sorry ok”

“Oh don't worry, I noticed your whore was here.” Neil sneers at me. 

“First of all, don't call her that, and if Max wants to run off, that's her problem. She is 13 years old. She shouldn't need a full-time babysitter ” Billy started to yell.

Neil suddenly backs Billy into the bookshelf roughly, his hands grabbing Billy's collar. Instantly, I stood up.

“Sir, Max is actually over at my friend Nancy Wheeler's house. They are playing D&D.” I try to speak calmly, trying not to get angry.

Neil never looked at me “you better tell your whore she needs to keep her mouth shut when she is not spoken to.” 

“I told you not to call her that.” he pushed his father off him.

Neil balls up his fingers in a tight fist and swung. The first punch landed directly on Billy’s right cheek, instantly turning red like his father’s face. Subconsciously Billy’s hand flew to his face to rub his cheek. Neil continued to swing. 

“Please, please stop,” Billy crooked out. He put his arm up to block the next punch coming his way, and with his other hand, he tried grabbing the upcoming swing, but he missed and was pushed to the ground. Blood was dripping from his nose and mouth. He looked like he was going to faint. I tackled Neil the best I could.

“Dont fucking touch him.” was all i could get out before i was thrown off and pinned to the ground by the throat.  

“You wanna fight me, huh! Think you can beat me bitch!” Neil roared out in my face. 

“Not so tough now, are you? Neil dug his steel-toe boots into my torso. He lifted his foot back and brought it back into the exact spot. Repeating the motion, he stops and grabs my hair roughly, pulling me up. This causes me to scream in pain. I tried to punch him in the face, but he stopped my hand and twisted it. 

“You fucker.” I spit in his face which caused him to slap mine.

“NEIL STOP!!!” Susan screamed. 

Whimpers could be heard from the floor where Billy was lying, and tears started to appear in his eyes. He tries to get up when he finally does he punches his father in the jaw, Neil immdilly  lets go of me.  

“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!” he screams as he pushes his father into the dresser, Neil clenched his side. Billy turned from his father trying to see the damage on my face when he was dragged to the floor. Neil immediately on top of him throwing more deadly punches.

“Your bitch has made you a pussy.” 

“Susan, call Hopper now! I screamed at her, and she ran out of the room.

“I told you to not fucking touch him.” I screamed as I hit him on the head with Billy's lamp, knocking him out cold. I pushed him off billy. I gingerly placed his head on my lap. 

“B-baby.” he croaks, placing a hand on my bruised cheek.

“Shh sweetheart, I'm right here, I'm not leaving you.” I cried.

“I'm sorry.” was all he said before he passed out. Sirens were getting closer.

“y/n, please tell me what happened.” Hopper asks, but I was listening. I was watching the medics load Billy into the ambulance.

“y/n” 

“Sorry what?”

“What happened?”

“Neil attacked Billy because he was trying to defend me, i tried to intervene, but he attacked me as well.'' I say quietly. 

“Has Neil always done this?”

“Y-yes, but this was the first time i witnessed it” i started to cry.

“Shhh y/n, you're ok, Billy is ok. Neil will be locked up forever for this.” Hopper says, he pulls me into a hug.

“T-thank you, Hop.” I say in his chest. 

“Let's get you to your boyfriend. He needs you.”

*4 hours later*

*Billy pov*

I woke up with the worst headache of my life. i didn’t even want to open my eyes. My right eye felt swollen. hissing as I opened my left eye. I glanced around, I noticed I was in a hospital room,  I felt a hand on my hand looking down. I saw y/n who was beaten and battered just like me. She was asleep. Guilt coursed through me. I rose slowly and immediately regretted it. The throbbing in my head made me feel nauseous and dizzy. The movement woke her up.

“Baby?” she groans.

“Yes princess?”

“You're awake!” she smiles. God, that smile was gorgeous as ever.

“Indeed.” I tried to smile back, but I reopened a cut on my lip. She sat on the bed and gently wiped away the blood with some tissue.

“Don't smile, you idiot.” she teases to relieve some tension. I held on to her wrist as she dabbed my lip. Staring into her beautiful e/c eyes.

“I'm guessing everyone knows about my father?”

She sighs “yes they do, Hopper wants to speak to you later, but you, max, and susan are safe now. i told you i would protect you the best i could. 

I chuckled “my little protector, she's a tough cookie. She saves me and the world.” I pulled her into the bed, and i groaned a little due to the pain.

“You damn right.” She kissed my swollen cheek, cuddling into my side. 

“Susan apologized to me about Neil in the waiting room, she's planning on divorcing him and going to ask for custody for you, your step mom is quite nice, not the way i wanted to meet her tho.” she says.

“Yeah she's pretty cool, I'm honestly shocked that she wants me.”

“y/n, on our date, you wanted to learn more about my real mother, i want to finally tell you. My mom was the best. She supported my surfing and many other hobbies, she alwayswantedto see me happy, but one night  Neil accused her of cheating on him, he started physically abusing her and eventually drove her to abandon me in order to escape. I tried to get my mother to come back home. When mom left, Neil was able to gain full custody of me, and his abuse got worse when it came to me blaming me for mom leaving. Her name was Cora, and she was beautiful. I wish I could have seen her one last time before she passed. Despite her abandoning me, I still loved her because I don't blame her.”

"i wanted to tell you about her because you told me about your brother, i want you to know that we can rely on each other no matter what happens."

she was getting teary-eyed. i held her face gently, 'i love you,' i tell her. she gives me another gorgous smile.

"i love you too."

Previous Chapter

Part 14

Masterlist

2023

[t-pose-to-assert-gayness]

Twitter migrants checklist:

Put a profile pic on your account. people will think youre a bot and block you on sight. (avoid using a pic of a hot woman bc only the porn bots use those.)

This isnt twitter. reblog shit. worried about your blog's aesthetic or whatever? MAKE A SIDEBLOG. Keep your shit organised, or not. i dont care, just reblog stuff. This website circulates posts from 10-15 years ago on the regular. it's normal.

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Add a bio to your blog, especially if you plan on interacting with adult content on tumblr. Lots of artists and creators regularly cull followers with no age in their bio for their own safety.

reblog things. im not telling you again. reblogging things is like churning out hot nutrient rich sludge into the ocean for everyone to nibble on and enjoy

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[transgaypiratesanta]

so I’ve seen some posts of quotes from the oxventure, and OH BOY. I have full-on NOTES about the oxventure and every piece of canon and fan theories I can get my grubby little paws on, AND I HAVE A LOT OF QUOTES. SO…. HAVE FUN WITH THESE!

DND

“Spicy… like a rat.”

“You asked the whales name?” “I’m just thoughtful like that.”

“Always check your bonfires for hedgehogs.”

“Needless to say Cthulhu is pleased and lunch is ruined”

“Oh no the cube! Not the cube!”

“He looks like dob but somehow evil and sexy”

“Nooooo… my mojo…”

“Oh you totally give the baby a dagger!” “That’s parenting 101”

“I flinch greasily.”

“Guys be real are we murder hobo’s?”

“I just wanna say I’m really proud of the amount of murder we’ve done.”

“Have you heard of the guild of the national trust?”

“Oo man I can’t wait to get redemption let’s kill everyone.”

“Do you have pamphlets?” “Let’s bore them to death!”

“Decisive action: throw that cat.”

“I have a moral objection but I’m going to let it happen because this seems cool.”

“🎵it’s getting hot in here. And they will all explode🎵”

“I lick the book and I am pleased”

“I know a lot of my plans revolve around watching dob sleep”

“Shut your filthy mouth Corazon”

“Let’s have a spooky sleepover.”

“Nature is beautiful.” “It sure was”

“+4! +2! +2! NUMBERS!”

“It’s not on fire or anything!” “Not yet, give me time!”

“We’re gonna have a sleepover in this crypt!”

“It couldn’t have been me-meant? If it wasn’t already… broked. That’s what I’ve always said”

“🎵maaaagic hand! Come out of my real hand!🎵”

“Wear whatever you want! Your bones, probably.”

“Their prudence hat”

“Is it orphans? You gotta tell us if it is.” “Ah. It’s orphans boss.”

“Skeletons… AHHHHHH”

“I love these loophole skeletons!”

“I would like to attempt to cast mend on the orphans”

“We just want less orphan juice”

“I’m imagining you making a snowman out of orphan paste”

“Oooo Skeletons be dexterous”

“We’re all team skeleton just some of us have flesh on top”

“I never liked you Kevin”

“Guys I’m not not in trouble”

“And then I turn the internal heat dial to cremation”

“BETTER OUT THAN IN DOES NOT APPLY TO ORGANS”

“MY ORGANS!”

“Do you want a vomit hug?”

“I’m putting my foot down on the husks.” “But then they’d just burst!”

“Is it bad that bear me wants to eat the husks? No I won’t I’ll be good”

“And I’m trying desperately to remain eye contact with HER, and not look at you guys swimming around in sandwiches”

“It’s in runes or something what is that?” “That’s a seven.”

“The consequences! They’re here again!”

“Meowwww” “I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!”

“Awh. And I’ve got his BOOTS!”

“Dob what did I tell you about necromancy?”

“Let’s put capitalism in the lake!”

“We can always claim it’s the fireworks show!” “NOT IF WE’RE DEAD!”

“Dogs are bound in skin!”

“MERILWEN THERES A BEAR! GO TURN INTO A BEAR OR FIGHT IT… or marry it… or something”

“Have we tried to befriend the footprints?” “Talk to the footprints!”

“Two very impulsive boi’s”

“Grease man from the ocean”

“Respectfully yeet him off the mountain.” “A somber yeet”

“If I was in something for 2 years”

“I saw the holes on the front and thought ‘that must be all the holes’ but then I looked on the back and there was ANOTHER HOLE THERE!”

“What are you dreaming about?” “Salmon.”

“Oh no they’ll take over the world with inexpensive furniture!”

“Break his spirit.” “And his back 😈”

“3 dimensional chess is just chess!”

“AUGH. OH YES. BISQUE 😩”

“What’s in this drawer? Dob? Oh no that’s a paperclip.” 

“Person in charge of the Prudence mech”

“🎵yees I’m the best at thunderwave turns out!🎵”

“My shin!” “My Shin!” “… our Shin.”

“DID YOU JUST SUGGEST MERILWEN COMMIT AUTOCANNIBALISIM IN BEAR FORM?”

“I’m just a chicken walking around with a flameblade”

“🎵Eleanor rigbee, lived in a hive because she was a bee. Whooedy whee!🎵”

“The pirate. Didn’t. Say that.”

“This is the energy in the room we’re all going to regret later” “says that of the orphanage.” “I regretted it later!”

“Though he could discover spoons at any point”

“Phase one: walk to crime. Phase two: do crime”

“I’ll just do it and be a legend”

“In a way we’re already married in a very deep and legal way.” “For tax purposes.”

“Why is there so much tentacle milk here?”

“You just hear anarchy noises from out the window”

“We’re running out of time before he murders us accidentally with an idiom” “with beans”

“I’m buying ecstasy from an owl?”

“The sounds of muffled pirate violence”

“She might just destroy the world, which is where we keep all our stuff!”

“I faint.” “Okay dob’s having a short rest” “OH YEAH!”

“Thick orange hot water”

“She’s got the cutest little forces of darkness 🥰”

“As the Druid, no.” “As the dm, INSPIRATION!”

“I cast shatter on the only planet we have”

“I cast fracking”

“WE. ARE. COASTAL!”

“The eldrich being Flannery”

“We’re fracking landlords”

“Now we leave you and see if you go buduhduhduhduh”

“Cattle go missing, we never find out what happens to all the Harris’s” “season over.”

“It’s practically a victimless crime, unless there’s a victim, in which case hopefully it’s a hard to trace crime”

“I grease Merilwen to give her the best chance”

“WHY AM I DYING?”

“Because you told me to piss off!” “So you did THIS?” “yeah” “I HAVE MINUTES TO LIVE!” 

“How’s the shat?”

“I cast mending on our friendship 🥺”

“How does a jackle… lift a bunch of cars?” “I don’t know.” “You jack ‘em all.” *weird laughter*

“Yes. No more pain where you’re going friend. No, you’re not very nice actually.”

“Well, solved the Richard problem!” “But what about the Dob problem”

“It’s very demeaning, so okay.”

“Well no Millie or ori that is obviously not okay. Little idiot.”

“Oh I HATE nature”

“Who wants in on my corpse sled idea?”

“Dob.” *quiet laughter* “oh no.”

“I give them an appraising look as if sizing up their corpses”

“I am literally everyone else in the world which means I am the best at sighing crying sad goodbying to my plot, the npc’s, the sanctity of lore…”

“These patrons aren’t gonna lick themselves!”

“Ohhhh it’s a sex thing.”

“Rule 3 no kink shaming.” “Damn right.”

“He drifts out the door… to go find something to kiss.”

“WAIT! I’ve had a thought! I want to kiss the dragon man.”

“Well. You’ve effed this right up Dob.”

“Well, if you’re dreaming about that, it’s probably out to get you.” “Every time you sleep, it gets a little bit closer.”

“It is always agonising Johnny!”

“Let me use my bonus action to slip in my own grease”

“All things must drink. I say wisely, and inaccurately”

“You take 4 points of… becoming soup damage”

“It occurs to all of you, and pardon my infernal, this is a shit idea.”

“Why do i have find steed if it’s not a rodeo?”

“I cough up some hemp and rope.” “Oh perfectly horrifying! Sure, yeah.”

“We never elected a leader!” “How could you talk to your leader like that?”

“I like turning into a cat all the time, the problem is I can’t do it.”

“that horny crew member sticks his head out to watch”

“So it’s slightly uncomfortable… and you outlive all your lovers… sounds like a good thing!”

“I wish to arrest Cthulhu now start screaming”

BLADES IN THE DARK

“Sir we’re in an antique shop.”

“What a great excuse to do some crime, though!”

“Nothing bad has ever happened to me in my entire life, I don’t think it’s going to start now!”

“Is it meant to be on fire? Because it’s on fire.”

“ITS A MASTERCLASS! It’s not a masterclass…”

“Classic squiffy, what a lad.”

“Hey! I need you to do me a favour! Well I say a favour, I’m compelling you.”

“We do a literal hitman, as in you run up, and hit the man.”

“He’ll live, but not well.”

“Spinning tops in places you don’t want them”

“I want a ghost who’s obsessed with me!”

“Everyone’s going out the front door! I’m just gonna set the house on fire!”

“Here’s what happens Barnaby, you glorious liability.”

“Have you heard about this thing called a union?” “… Let’s montage the rest of this conversation”

“Roll me for ‘Dave? Dave!’”

“Barbaby and workers rights are on the opposite end on the political spectrum”

“It’s not apoplectic with rage, it’s apoplectic with being right.”

“Fresh fish!” “Lovely crimes!”

“It’s going terribly here in the present! Maybe it went better in the past!” “Let’s retreat to the safety of the past.”

“I didn’t want to taste the sweat of the poor in the air!”

“So you want to be a nice, clean, sanitised butcher?”

“It’s like riding a bike” “a violent bike” “it’s like punching a bike”

“I came here to study ghosts, not become one!” “Imagine how much study you could do if you became one!” “I can’t hold pens!”

“The gilded idiot”

“Hands in the middle. Aaaaand dead Barnaby!”

“I’m choking a guy out… with my thighs”

“I smile. In a way that  conveys limitless rage”

“I do not want to be traumatised because of archiving!”

“Won’t someone think of the molluscs?”

“Lilly and Zilly on a wedding adventure”

“Generally I judge things, but sometimes I choke them unconscious”

“The tiny urchins really wanted us to do it”

“No one tell him he has NO SOUL”

“Who is this anthropomorphic mouse?” (It was a child)

“Sorry I tried to fix it with fish”

“I’m going to start a clock that the wonderful mechanical man is working on without any of you”

“Are these children going to be okay?” “We’re they okay to begin with?”

“Stop making out with that brick!” “I’m not- do you know what making out is, Edvard?”

“I let my hatred of stairs get the better of me”

“I’m furious at my forearm.”

“It’s a piece of trash! Looks like something Edvard would make!”

“Mechanical man parts”

“Moving on briefly from infanticide, good job, I just asked you for your name”

“A healing cloak is quite hard to fill so I thought stuff that, I’ve acquired 2 giant goats”

DEADLANDS

“How old are you?” “Old enough. Are you old enough to make good decisions?” 

“No more digging graves for neat, I’m gonna be putting people in graves for money!”

“I had a mule once.”

“That’s adulthood. Being angry all the time, but pushing it down until it’s the right time.”

“Have you ever met someone in your life who doesn’t like jerky?”

“I REMEMBER IT BEING A SIN”

“Let’s hope they’re extremely religious”

“Yeah well Andy’s lying, Andy wants us to fail.”

“I like to drink milk after I shoot two men in the throat”

“Very well then, Mr… not free”

“As you pass by the door, it does clip on the brim of your hat and it falls over your eyes and you can’t see anything.”

“Okay, okay.” *silence* “AAAAAAAH”

“I look at the other one, which seems like his spirit it hasn’t been broken yet 😡”

“I’m saying it nicely but in my head im like: I will kill you later.”

“Not trying to be rude, why do you smell so bad? I’m not trying very hard”

“Contracted late-stage tuberculosis. Got better.”

“Animal that’s been jerked”

“Tell me your life story”

“JERRY WHY”

“Horses can play, and you’re worried about if they can sit?”

“I’ve got a d8, but it’s now -2, because I’m DEAD”

*stabs someone in the eye* “oh sorry, I simply stopped paying attention!”

“Heck. Furthermore, dang.”

“One of the strangulation ones.” “Oh fun!”

“Is sharp rope a thing? WELL SHARPEN IT.”

“Sticky mc bang bang!”

“It was a terrible crime, I cut my lawn and i cut it too short. Anyway I’m to be hanged.”

“The cell is now swarming with ants.” “Yay!”

“Murder, for example, would be a no no!”

“He’s the same old Nate he’s just soft and cold”

[eyelessfaces]

try

eddie munson x reader

part 1

this one shot is the part 2 to this but can be read separately, though it might be better if you have the whole context :)

summary: you're invited to a very boring party but unexpectedly run into eddie. he makes it his personal mission to make you spend a good night.

warnings: alcohol, smoking and i think that's it but please tell me if you can think of anything else while reading!

tags: gender neutral reader, kinda enemies to lovers (since its the sequel to an enemies to lovers lol but they dont really hate each other in this one its more like. lots of teasing.), reader is obviously in love with eddie but is very oblivious about it, reader's friend is lowkey an asshole, eddie cares about you a lot <3

word count: 3.9k

reblogs and feedback are appreciated!!

The incessant buzzing of conversations around the huge room made it hard for you to concentrate on your friend's words. You were just nodding idly and absent mindedly each time she closed her mouth again. Your eyes were fixed on her plate, while your hand unconsciously fiddled with your fork, slowly tearing up in pieces the awful food you had given up on eating.

Not that you weren't interested in what your friend had to say; your mind was just somewhere else. The problem was, you didn't know where and why.

"Thank you for doing this. I was very nervous at the idea of going there alone." you friend declared, and it was the first time since a while that you heard one of her sentences loud and clear.

You frowned as your eyes widened, not sure what the conversation was about.

"Sorry what?" you asked shaking your head as to come back to your senses. "I didn't follow all the way through" you admitted then immediately proceeded to purse your lips in guilt as she sighed faintly.

"The party. That has been the main focus of our conversation, or should I say my conversation, for the past few minutes" she said as she sank into her chair, crossing her arms.

"Sorry. Do you mind rewinding it all the way through, I wasn't really there" you said putting down your fork and joining your hands as your elbows rested on the table, as if it could help you focus on what she had to say again.

"Yeah I figured" she said before emptying her glass of water. "I was saying," she started explaining wiping her mouth with the end of her sleeve. "My boyfriend is inviting me to this party, and he really wants me to come but" she squinted thinking about the rest of her explaination. "His friends are... Nerds. Boring" she said giving a dismissive wave of her hand. "And I really need to go to this party because we haven't been together for long and I don't wanna start off this relationship with the wrong foot" she explained supporting your gaze as if she was waiting for you to say something.

You vividly nodded, trying to show your interest, not wanting to disappoint her again. You had apparently already agreed to go to this party, so you couldn't chicken out now.

"Yeah. I'll go with you. Keep you company and shit" you said with a single approval nod.

"Good!" she said smiling at you.

You quickly smiled back at her and got lost in your own head again. You didn't know what was holding you back from reality.

Your eyes darted over the cafeteria's crowd and stopped at a specific table.

Eddie Munson was at the end of it, crouched on his chair, throwing hands as he seemed to be passionately ranting to his group of friends.

You unconsciously smiled to yourself and looked back down at your plate, your eyes widening when you realized what you just did.

---

You looked through the window, elbow on the edge of the car window, head resting in the palm of your hand as your friend parked in front of the house of a guy she barely knew.

"Here we go" she sang as she pulled the brake and turned off contact.

"I'm gonna need to get either high or drunk as fuck if I want this party to be funny" you blurted out, unhurriedly turning your head at her, making a bored face.

"You never know, maybe you'll have the time of your life" she said smiling at you sarcastically.

You rolled your eyes back at her and laughed before getting out of the car.

You both walked up to the garden path and rang at the door as you could hear the faint noise of muffled music inside. A stranger answered the door, probably whom the house belonged to, you figured. Your eyebrows slightly raised in surprise as you noticed he had the same tshirt Eddie wore sometimes, the one with the devil. You blinked in disbelief when you realized how ridiculous it was that you noticed such small and insignificant details. And why the hell did you even notice this and made the comparison.

He let you inside and you were actually surprised when you saw how many people were there. They must have been friends-of-friends, just like you, because the different types of different people all gathered here was uncanny.

You sighed and put your hands in your jeans back pockets as your friend left to run to her boyfriend, meaning you would barely see her for the rest of the night now. You would be lying if you said you weren't expecting this to happen. You turned to your feet and scanned the room in hope to spot anyone you would at least know a bit, even an acquaintance, but in vain. The thought of immediately leaving the party crossed your mind but you quickly shook it off as you remembered you needed your friend for the ride home.

The only thing left to do was to pour yourself a drink and maybe try to chat with people who didn't seem so hostile. Try. As in "do as much as your social anxiety allows you to."

You sighed, already bored of this party, and walked to the table displaying all of the drinks and picked a beer.

"Hand me one" you jumped as you felt an arm wrapping around your shoulders. You hastily turned and ended up facing Eddie, widely smiling at you. "Didn't mean to scare you, sorry" he said as he quickly removed his hand with a guilty look. Your heart skipped a bit and you sighed in relief.

"You're fine, I just didn't expect you to be here" you said as you opened and handed him your beer before turning to pick yourself a new one and do the same.

"Yeah I could have guessed" he said gesturing to his face with a funny expression, mocking you.

"Ha-ha." you replied with a fake annoyed look before bringing the bottle to your lips, taking a sip of the beer.

"So what are you doing here" he asked raising his chin at you.

"Mh, I was dragged here" you said nodding. "You?" you asked as you were genuinely wondering what he was doing at a party like this, with lots of popular people and jocks, as you knew how much he despised them.

"Dragged? I'm having a D&D tournament" he said pulling his jacket aside to reveal the famous devil tshirt.

"Hellfire club?" you read then raised an eyebrow looking back at him.

"Leader and founder" he said bowing, extending his arms to the side with a proud smile on his face.

"Wow. Impressive" you said before taking another sip of your beer.

"This better not be sarcasm" he said looking down at you before drinking too.

"Or else what" you said chuckling, eyeing him up and down.

"Or else I'll turn into the devil like everyone expects me to and I'll haunt you for the rest of your life" he said eyes wide open, smiling with full teeth.

"Oh my god I'm so scared right now" you exclamed bringing a hand to your mouth. "This is sarcasm" you said removing your hand from your mouth to point a finger at him. His smile dropped and he rolled his eyes before smiling again, raising his beer at a guy who had the same tshirt as him. "You guys look like a cult" you said watching the guy pass by as you leaned against the table, putting your beer on it and crossing your arms.

"Shut up" he said throwing his head back to take a long sip of his beer. You watched as the muscles of his neck tensed and his ringed hand clasped on the bottle, but came back to your senses when you realized you were heavily staring. You still thought this was fairly attractive, as much as you hated admitting that to yourself. He lowered his head back and licked his lips in reflexion. "If you wanna come and watch, you can" he said shrugging.

You tilted your head to the side, considering his offer.

"Why not. But it's only because I have nothing else to do, don't go thinking I care about your interests" you said throwing him a nasty smile.

"Of course." he said bowing his head and pursing his lips. "Forgot you hated me for a minute, be careful, you were being too nice" he smiled, raising his eyebrows before drinking again.

---

The game was taking place in the basement. The atmosphere was peculiar, it really felt like a cult to you, the lights were dim as to blend with the atmosphere of the game. You kinda felt out of place.

You had the confirmation that Eddie was the leader, because everyone in the room seemed to put some respect to his name, treating him like a superior. You knew Eddie was kind but some of the kids looked nervous just being around him. And you knew how it felt. Too well.

You were sitting on a scruffy sofa and watching the game from a distance. You had been there for a while now. You hadn't really been honest with Eddie, because you were actually intrigued. You knew you would probably never play Dungeons and Dragons simply because you would be terrible at it but you wanted to learn and understand what he liked, and you couldn't deny the fact that it looked fun and the dynamics looked interesting.

You watched Eddie sat at the end of the table, feet up on it, arms crossed as he nodded to what a younger kid was making up for his character's progression. You immediately looked away when Eddie's look drifted to you and you cleared your throat lightly in embarassment. Was your look that heavy or was it just a coincidence? You glanced to your right when you felt someone plop next to you in the couch.

"God I've been looking for you through the whole house, I wasn't expecting to find you there" your friend sighed tilting her head to the side in surprise. You shifted and laid your elbow on the back of the couch. "What are you doing here?" she asked harshly before you could even open your mouth.

"What are you doing here. Thought you didn't like nerdy stuff" you said throwing your chin at the game table.

One of the younger kids sat at the table brought his pointer finger to his mouth and shushed you, as the game was coming to a tense phase. You raised your hands as if you had been caught doing something bad and turned back to your friend.

"Not my choice" she whispered as her look darted over to her boyfriend. "Why are you doing this to yourself. Don't tell me it's free will" she said with a stern look.

"Sir Munson leader of the club brought me here. And I actually find this quite interesting" you said looking at the long haired man who was focused leading the game behind his book of roles.

"So you guys get along now huh" she questioned raising her eyebrows almost condescendingly. "With Eddie 'The Freak' Munson"

"Yeah we better if I want this party to be at least entertaining and not spend it on my own" you chuckled looking away, jabbing at her, on your guard.

"What do you mean" she asked trying to be oblivious when you were almost sure she knew what you meant.

"Come on. Don't act like you don't know" you sighed rolling your eyes, still not looking at her. "Sprinting to your boyfriend the second you see him, leaving me here like a garbage bag on the side of the street" you mumbled under you breath loud enough for her to hear you.

"You're dramatic. I told you my boyfriend would be here, of course I'm gonna stay with him"

You looked at her, hurt, and you would have been delighted to take a picture of the offended face she threw you.

"I don't even know why you asked me to come to this stupid party then" you said turning again to avoid her defensive look.

"Come on, I've been looking for you for ages!" she whisper yelled at you.

"Yeah, sure, for ages, but just since your boyfriend left to play D&D, otherwise you wouldn't have tried" you hissed getting up from the couch, trying to keep your voice low to not disturb the game. The mission had failed successfully as the whole attention was on you now. "Sorry boys, don't mind me" you said raising a hand before taking the stairs to leave the confined space.

---

You struggled to slalom through the crowd but you were in desperate need of some alcohol to drown the nasty feeling of being left out and used for the sole purpose of other people's interest, as dramatic as it sounded. You bumped into a girl and apologized immediately but you doubted she registered as you had barely been able to hear your own words over the loud sound of Easy Lover by Phil Collins blasting in the whole house. You got to the alcohol table and poured yourself whatever was within your reach.

You couldn't figure out if it was anger or just the heat radiating off the crowd but you were in desperate need of some fresh air, so you made your way out and exited the house, leaning against its facade, your cup in hand.

You closed your eyes as the fresh air of the night hit your cheeks. It was soothing, and you let out a long sigh before taking a sip of the burning drink you had picked. You shook your head as you rewinded the scene of what had just happened. You let yourself slide down against the wall to sit down on the concrete.

You considered walking home, even if it was far from here. It was in those type of moments you hated yourself for not wanting to take your license test. You'd just do anything to leave this stupid party and go home to curl up in your bed.

---

Eddie got up from his chair and put on his jacket again. "Do you mind wrapping up without me? I've got stuff to do" he asked the group of boys in front of him while pushing his chair back under the table.

"Wasn't the ending a bit rushed?" one of the teenagers asked getting up extending his arm to the game.

"I have things to do, didn't you just hear me?" the man asked rhetorically, hissing at the boy. "We'll just play longer next time, okay Dustin?" he affirmed tilting his head forward.

The other boy sighed and nodded before starting to clean the table.

Eddie left the basement running up the stairs, taking two steps at the time. He arrived to the ground floor, immediately met with a sea of heads. He looked around then quickly decided to progress and search through every room. You were nowhere to be seen, so he got out of the house to light himself a cigarette to smoke and huffed of surprise when he saw you were there.

"Ha you're here. You okay?" he asked walking to you.

You shifted to look at him and rolled your eyes.

"You're obsessed with me Munson." you sighed bringing your cup to your mouth. "Don't you have other people to look after"

"Okay I'll leave" he said stepping back, claping on his thigh as he turned the other way.

"No okay please don't" you said twitching your mouth in regret. "I didn't mean to be so rude, sorry"

"I guess I'll need to get used to it" he mumbled smiling while sitting down next to you.

"Yeah sorry" you said slowly rubbing your forehead nervously.

He snatched your cup from your hand and took a sip of it. You smiled lightly at his action and he turned to you.

"What" he croaked out, almost drooling with the drink.

You laughed and shook your head frantically.

"Nothing" you said smiling to yourself.

"So what happened. With your friend" he asked handing you your cup back.

You grabbed it and put it down on the ground.

You sighed loudly and rested your arms on your knees. "She brought me to this stupid party because she didn't want to go alone and now she ignores me all night long." you said furrowing your brows. "I didn't even want to go"

"So this is what you meant when you said you were dragged here"

"Yup" you replied with a single nod.

"I mean. You're right, this is a stupid party, why is even half of the fucking school here?" he whined gesturing to the house. "And with all due respect, I think your friend is a bitch for ditching you" he said pursing his lips looking at his feet.

"Yeah. You've been more present to me tonight than she has. When she's supposed to be my friend and you're just some guy I still hated weeks ago" you chuckled before grabbing and drinking from your cup.

"'Just some guy'? Ouch" he exclaimed hitting his chest as if he stabbed himself.

You laughed and punched his side playfully.

You sighed and looked back at him.

"So did you win your game?" you asked tilting your head to the side.

He laughed. "You never really win a game. It's like a story, a quest, and you decide to end it whenever you want to. And you can pick up the story where you left it off the next time you play."

"Oh" you laughed dropping your head.

He laughed and pat your back softly before picking up your cup again.

Then it went silent between you. Not an awkward silence. A soothing silence, a light silence that let you appreciate each other's presence without having to say a single word. Eddie had so many things to say, as usual, but felt the need to repress them. He knew that even thought he had been able to make you smile, this whole thing about your friend hurt you. So he kept his mouth shut and let the silence flow between you, as hard as it was for him to shut his mouth for a few.

The sky was dark now, but you could still distinguish some stars despite the street lamps. You smiled faintly as you spotted the Big Dipper.

"Listen, do you want me to drive you back home?" Eddie asked out of nowhere.

"No I'm fine, just enjoy your night here. I'll find a way" you said still looking at the sky.

"I did what I had to do, I can give you a ride. Nerd's night is over, if I go back inside I'll just be surrounded by stupid basketball players that think I'm Satan's servant" he said raising his brows in loathing. "I don't belong here anymore"

You grinned at him and nodded.

"I guess I never even belonged so okay, let's leave."

---

The ride was silent. You didn't even glance at Eddie once, as if if you did you would be cursed or something. You only spoke to give him instructions on where to turn. You didn't know why you felt so nervous around him all of sudden. You guessed you were getting tired. Paranoid by Black Sabbath was softly blasting through the speakers, and you knew for a fact that if you weren't here it would have been at full volume.

Eddie parked in front of your house and you undid your seatbelt. Your head shifted to finally look at him and you pursed your lips in reflection. You quickly came to the conclusion that you didn't want to let him go. There was something precious about him, something that made you feel safe and comforted you in being around him. You couldn't let him go yet.

"Eddie" you called and he turned to you, his big brown eyes piercing right through you.

"Mh?" he hummed, turning off contact.

"Do you wanna come?" you proposed pointing behind you with your thumb. "Smoke and chat on the porch?"

"Oh I try not to smoke weed if I need to drive sorry" he said smiling softly.

You laughed. "I mean regular cigs. Do you ever smoke them or?"

He closed his eyes, raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to the side.

"From time to time, it happens..." he joked undoing his seatbelt too.

You both got out of his car and sat on your porch steps. You handed him a cigarette as you put yours between your lips, covering it from the faint wind to light it.

He gestured for you to do the same and you laughed wholeheartedly as you purposefully made it hard for him to light it as he chased the flame with his mouth, struggling, considering he had no control over the placement of the lighter. You granted him peace and eventually joined the lighter to the tip of his cigarette.

You let the sticks consume in the same peaceful silence as earlier.

Once you were done with your cigarette, you crushed it to the ground and tossed it aside. You turned to Eddie and smiled at him.

"Thank you for tonight. For everything you've done" you said as you watched him blow his smoke.

"My pleasure, really" he said putting his hand to his heart dramatically.

"I'm serious Eddie. I owe you, you made my night so much better" you said nodding, blinking in recognition.

He turned to look at you and worn an upside down smile. "Well, consider this an apology for constantly annoying you and getting on your nerves for the past few months" he said shrugging.

You smiled brightly and your head sank to his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you without even thinking about it twice.

He slowly finished his cigarette as you carefully observed every movement of his ringed hands. There was something facinating about them. The way his fingers pinched and embraced the orange part of the cigarette, the way he made the ashes fall and then the way he scratched the end of it against the ground.

He slowly removed his hand from around you and used your shoulder to get up.

"I guess I should go now" he declared looking down at you, pulling his hand out to help you up and putting the other in his jacket pocket.

"Okay" you whispered nodding, grabbing his hand to get up too. "Don't go yet, I need something to happen before you leave" you said facing him.

He frowned with his signature oblivious expression and you smiled before immediately leaning to kiss him. You cupped his face as you crashed your lips against his, the smell of cigarette still floating around.

You had been thinking about doing this all night long if you were being honest. And you would have hated yourself for letting him go without doing it, but you started worrying and thinking it was a bad idea when you realized he didn't react to it. At all.

You pulled away and frowned before you saw the corner of his mouth turn into a smirk. He didn't give you time to think further as he did the exact same thing you did earlier. He kissed you back, but rougher, and you couldn't help but smile against his lips.

He pulled away from your mouth and smiled fully as he held your face between his hands. You breathed out and smiled back at him, happy you dared to do this.

"I told you we would get along if we actually tried" he whispered resting his hands on your shoulders.

You nodded, hating to admit he was right.

As unexpected as it was, this night had ended up on a much better note.

And maybe Eddie 'The Freak' Munson wasn't so bad after all, so you could finally admit how you truly felt about him.

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[cynettic]

Burning Things with Genshin Impact Characters

Summary - Burning things together, escaping burning buildings, and raiding Hilichurl camps <3 Ahh, the epitome of love.

Pairings - Chaotic Reader x Albedo / Venti / Ayaka / Scaramouche

Warnings - Mentions of fire, alcohol, suggestive themes, and uhm- ✨ c h a o s ✨

A/N - Bro- this is just my mental break after writing 6.9k of smut in my last post ;-; And my next two posts are supposed to be for Genshin women and their smut so… I need some cute fluff before I get into that.

Albedo

“Y/n… calm down.”

Urgent eyes darting over the vicinity of your apartment, you hardly spared the light haired boy a glance. “‘Calm down?’” You asked incredulously, flapping your arms around as if that would solve the issue of smolk. “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed yet, but our house is ‘burning.’” The bits of ash stung your arms, smoke seething against your eyes.

“I’m aware, I’m just asking you to get off the windowsill.”

Looking down at your already prepped foot right on the metal of the only opening the room, you flashed him a glare. “Uhm… no? I’ll have you know I have things to do and places to be, I’m a very important-”

“‘Y/n,’” Albedo interrupted, exasperated. “Please, come here.”

“No!” You shot back, “‘You’ come here, you aren’t going down in flames with your lab experiment. No matter how important it was.”

You could slowly see the patience from Albedo’s face melt away. An incredible feat, it was far too bad you didnt have the time to admire his ticked off face. “And you plan to jump off and break a couple bones?

“Better than death by fire.”

This time, the alchemist simply pointed to the experiment table, unable to form words.

“Yes and? I already know you messed up your experiment.”

“And,” he continued, irritated. “The table is the only ‘damn’ thing on fire. ‘The only thing on fire.’ The entirety of the house is just ‘dandy.’ Now help me put it out.”

You removed your foot of the ledge. “Oh, now that you mention it…”

Albedo put a hand to his head, sigh escaping as he rubbed his temples. “You’re almost worse than Klee… no, scratch that. You’re worse. Klee wouldn't have run away, she has the decency to stick around and out the fire out.”

“I thought it as a life threatening situation!”

“Mhm,” he hummed, displeased. “Whatever you say, get over here.”

Venti

Your drunk figure stumbled across the plain of grass, arms outstretched as you spun around. The wind rushed past your face, cool against the heat that ran through your veins. You felt dizzy, the world spinning in circles around you.

“Hey!” You spun around, foot sliding around the grass as you struggled to keep yourself from falling back. “You- you over there.”

“Yes?” The bard spoke, whisking the alcohol bottle in his hand in circles. He too had chugged a few too many bottles, but nothing to get him as wasted as you were at the moment. “And I do have a name you know- I’m aware you’re drunk, but it still hurts to know you’ve forgotten it~”

Squinting your eyes, you racked your mind for a name. “Oh.. uh…” It took only a moment till the name flashed in your name, and with a giggle, you turned back around. “Venti!”

“Yes?” He responded, this time with a wide grin.

All that stretched in front of the two of you was a wide field of grass, a grand tree, and a hilichurl camp. The two of you were too far away to quickly make it to the tree, and far enough not to arouse any suspicion with the monsters.

Of course your focus was on the hilichurl encampment.

“Look!” You pointed to the wooden pillars perched upright, two or three hilichurls dancing around a fire. “Lets destroy it!”

Venti nearly choked on the beverage in his mouth, swallowing it before he let out a chuckle. “Destroy it?” he repeated bemused, staring at your knocked up state. “I’d be surprised if you managed to make your way there-”

As if to prove him wrong, you started sprinting.

“Uh oh- hey! That wasnt what I meant!!” And he was sent racing after you.

By the time you made it to the camp, the Hilichurls had taken notice of you. All three of them standing up with some kind of weapon in hand. Your joyous laugh sent shivers down their spine, wobbly walk making them back up.

You were ‘scaring’ them.

“C’mere,” you cooed, arms wide. “I don’t bite.”

“Yes you do,” Venti mumbled once catching up to you. Too low for your ears to catch.

When the hilichurls didnt move, you whirled around to grab the vodka from his hand. A high percentage of course, Venti couldnt get drunk on normal wine or too low of a vodka. With a squeak of surprise, he reached for the bottle.

But it was too late.

You’d throw the bottle right at the hilichurls, who dashed away right at that moment. They abandoned camp and sprinted towards the meadow to find some refuge in the trees.

But that wasnt the end of the chaos.

Oh no, the bottle just ‘had’ to spill its contents onto the grass. And well, knock over a torch light stand while it was at it, which meant what? Fire.

“Its burning!”

“Oh dear…”

Venti pulled you away from the camp, sending a gust of wind to pick up the remainder of whatever was burning and put it out. “What am I gonna do with you…” he whispered in a groan. You happily skipped alongside him, giggling at his remark. “My little menace.”

He made a mental note not to bring you to the tavern again.

Side note - No Hilichurls were harmed during the raid-

Ayaka

“‘I’m saving her.”’

Hanging on a tree just beside the Kamisato residency, you and Thoma crouched on a single branch, tipping from side to side to regain balance before falling. That wasn’t the main issue, because just beside you was Ayaka, trapped in a burning building as she frantically tried to put the fire out.

“I’m her bodyguard,” Thoma beside you seethed, pushing you lightly to get you to move. “Therefore its my jobs to protect her, move.”

You shoved back, “And she’s the girl I love, got an issue with that?” You stuck your tongue out, “Or maybe you’re just ‘jealous’, wanna play hero and get her to fall in love? Too bad, you know we’re a thing, get over it.”

“Do you ‘want’ me to hurt you?”

“No thanks, save that for your new girlfriend and your bsdm kinks.”

“HEY- I DONT HAVE-”

But you’d already jumped, grabbing with both hands onto the window ledge and hoisting yourself up. The smoke hit you, burning your eyes and making your nose scrunch up in distaste. If this was your first reaction- how was Ayaka?!

You looked around, spotting the girl trying to put out the fire. It wasnt a big one, in fact it was just the cooking stove and a tinge of the carpet was on actual fire. The rest was just too much smoke, and a coughing Ayaka spilling water over everything.

Racing over, you began stomping on the flames of the carpet. Noticing you, she put her attention on the stove, and the two of you managed to clear away all the fire in no time.

It was when she put her hand over her mouth to cough that you realized you needed to get her out of there. Picking her up with ease, you cradled her in your arms as you dashed to the window. You didnt want to know what the rest of the house, and if there was any more fire, Thoma could put it out right?

Unfortunately for you, that wasnt even your main worry as you made it to the window. Water had somehow made it just below the windowsill, and instead of jumping out with precision, you slipped you with Ayaka in your arms, screaming out in surprise.

So you did all you could do, tuck her in your arms with your back to the ground and hoped you didnt die.

“‘Umph’- holy you’re heavy.”

You weren’t dead but…

‘Being in Thoma’s arms is worse.’

His face said the same, so he dropped you and instead held Ayaka in his arms. You watched as his face morphed into one of worry and compassion, “Princess- are you alright?”

“I was the one who caught her!” You blurted from your position on the ground, stumbling up to stand.

“And I caught both of you,” he corrected, flashing her a grin before giving you a look of distaste. “By accident, it was by pure luck that you happened to be holding onto her.”

You flashed him the middle finger, “Well your jobs done, saved the day, now fuck off.”

“‘You’ fuck off.”

“You have no reason to be here.”

“And leave Ayaka with an incapable fool? How did you slip out of a ‘window?’”

“Water you dumbass, now let go of her before I beat the shit out of you-“

“Ha- I’d like to see you try.”

Meanwhile, Ayaka rest cradled against Thoma’s chest, a look that your bickering was getting to her, and that she was seriously getting ticked off.

“Can you both just ‘shut up?’”

Scaramouche

Everything was ‘burning.’

Scarlet flames licking the wooden planks, crackling as splintered logs came crashing down and silenced by the background screams. Chaos strewn from side to side, a contrast from the normal pace of your footsteps, the calm collected look on your face.

“That was fun,” you simply stated to the boy beside you, squeezing his hand. “We should do it again some other time.”

He squeezed your hand back, a gesture far beyond him. However, he didnt reply, just walking alongside you with your hands interlocked and casually walking away from the crime scene.

Side note - you could really tell I got hit by writers block on the last one ;-;

[words-for-holland]

Distractions

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom and Y/N decide to work in the same room together. The problem...both of them get easily distracted and a whole lotta fluff comes with it.

A/N: Whoa its been awhile but here we are again! Thank you for 1,000+ followers it means the world! Surprises to come 😉

“Hello beautiful.” Tom greets Y/N with a cheeky smile on his face. He quickly pecks her soft cheek as he places his laptop across from his lovely girlfriend, who was currently focused on her work.

She takes a second to look up, returning his smile with a soft one. “Hey, good looking. What’s up?”

“Nothing really. Is it okay if I work here with you? I just want to be close to my girl.”Tom pouts.

Y/N’s heart could burst at the sight and reason he gave. An inaudible “aw” prolonging through her mind...until she quickly realized that there could be some complications with this as a slight frown starts to replace her dimpled smile. “Wait...are you sure?”, she asks. “Dont you have press interviews that require absolute silence? I doubt any of you will want to hear the constant typing in the background.”

“Yeah, your typing is horrendous with those lead heavy fingertips of yours.” Tom teases.

“Well these lead heavy fingertips aren’t leaving anytime soon, so youre probably better off working elsewhere.” She suggests, pointing off to the distance. Tom groans at the idea, using his one hand to put her finger down. He engulfs hers with his, lacing her fingers and holding on tightly.

“Noooo. Dont wanna be anywhere else. Please darling? ” He pouts once more.

She giggles at his plea, rolling her eyes. ���Course you can, bubz.” Tom excitedly scoots his chair in as he rubs his hands together to prep for the work to come.

And work they did...for at least 10 minutes. Tom was getting antsy as he read through his next script. Occasionally his eyes would roll to the left, and observe Y/N as she continued to read through an article on her screen. Not that Tom didnt find his own work fun but he always found watching Y/N do her thing just a bit more interesting.

He hadn’t realized himself, but his body start to shift and lean more towards her. His arm extending to wrap her in, as it glided up and down in a steady motion. His thumb doodling hearts on her shoulder. Tom could tell it had an effect on Y/N, discreetly smirking to himself as he heard her audible shakey sigh.

He wanted to see what else could make her sigh like that, so instead of his thumb he used pointer and middle finger, running them up and down her shoulder. Tom could see the smile creeping on Y/N’s face and her little head shake. She knew what he was up to and yet, Y/N still wanted him to think that he was not gonna get her that easily. But God was it hard. Every touch felt like tiny fireworks against her skin, goosebumps forming all over her body with every touch. She to stay strong. No distractions.

Tom eyes perked up, at the action. He must go further, he thinks. Tom starts to trace his nose from her shoulder to her neck, leaving kisses at her jawline. “C’mon darling. Think its time for a break.”, he whispers in her ear.

She turns her head towards him as she smiles, leaving a quick kiss on Tom’s lips. “Its only been ten minutes.” She laughs. “Five if you want to count the distractions.”

He backs up, pretending to look appalled. “How dare you. I’ve been a good lad focusing on my script for the whole ten minutes.”

A playful glare formed on Y/N’s soft face which ultimately ended her up with a fit of giggles. She couldnt take him seriously, but then again she never did with anything. Tom has always said if they were kidnapped by a pair of robbers, her first reaction would be to laugh. As the laughter died down, Y/N paid her attention back to the screen which had been inactive during the playful banter and continued to type out those set of documents that she had been meaning to get to.

Tom on the other hand was still reading through his script, taking mental notes on how he was going to approach his character. This time he was completely engrossed in his work. His eyes moving left to right with every line he took in. Until...he felt something ticking his lower calves. Tom knew it was Y/N’s foot, by the way it brushed just as he had done with his hand on her shoulder. The movements never stopped, her legs now curling around his own. Y/N was trying to getting back at him, but one thing she always forgot was that Tom always wins.

Naturally he had to the same, and what once became a playful game of footsie, now ended up with Tom shifting Y/N to sit on his lap. Her legs now wrapped around his waist and his hands holding onto her hips. Both of them connecting their soft lips, feeling every spark and essence of love. He looked up at Y/N with admiration, thinking how lucky he is to have her in his life. Yeah Covid sucked for the most part and limited their ability to even do anything exciting outside, but it gave them the opportunity to be with each other far more than they could have on a normal day. On a normal day, Tom would be jumping around country to country while Y/N would be home miles and miles away from him. Course, nothings changed with jumping from country to country, but Tom gets to bring Y/N with him now and thats all that mattered to them.

But work never stopped them from keeping busy. Just as their kisses were getting more heated, and their hands tangling each others hair both their alarms went off. The couple stopped their antics as they leaned their heads back, groaning in synchronization.

“Ughh. Thats my cue. I have to prep for an interview.” He mumbles as he nuzzles into Y/N’s neck.

“I know. I have to get ready for another business meeting. Whoo.” she speaks in a sarcastic manner, dropping her head.

“What time?” He asked pressing a kiss to the shell of her ear.

“Mm...3. Why?”

Tom plays with the strands of her soft hair. “Was wondering if you’ll stay with me through mine and Ill stay with you through yours.”

“As much fun as that would be. I dont think were allowed to —“

“Im not saying we have to be on camera for each others meeting. But if one of us will be off camera itll be all right.” He plans, still looking at his girl with pleading eyes. Y/N’s mouth twitches to the left, her eyes furrowed with suspicion.

“You’re doing it again.” Tom states, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

“Doing what?”

“You’re making that face again.”

Her expression quickly changes to confusion, not entirely sure of what Tom was noticing that she didnt about her own face. “What face?”, she asks.

“The one where you twitch your lips and make your eyes look angry. You only do it when youre indecisive about something. Its bloody adorable.”

Y/N snorts at his comment, and tries to get off to give him time to prepare, only to be stopped by his hands pushing her back down on his lap.

“I was serious about wanting to stay with my girl the whole day while doing work. Please?” He pleads again, this time bringing out the puppy face. “I’ll be good and do the dishes tonight.”

To be fair, Y/N knew she was always gonna say yes to Tom. Its pretty hard to deny her dorky boyfriend when hes asking so sweetly and just wants to spend the day together. More so, if the roles were switched, she would have done the same thing. “Go get changed movie star, before youre late for your interview.” She murmurs to him, kissing his cheek before she scrambles of his lap to sit across from him.

Tom whoops with victory as he runs out the room quickly changing into his shirt, fixing his hair, and adding glasses for that sophisticated touch. Sure he wanted to look his best for the Cherry Press, but he made sure his outfit was something Y/N would very much adore as well.

“How do I look?” Tom asked coming out of their shared bedroom.

Y/N looks up from her computer, and smiles widely. “Handsome as always.” She couldnt take her eyes off of him, admiring every detail of the clothing and how it perfectly complimented Tom’s feature. She eyed him from top to bottom, until she noticed something. “Uhh..honey....you’re not wearing any pants.” She asked a bit confused. Her eyes engrossed in the muscles of his thighs and the fit of his Calvin Klein boxers.

Tom smirks at her. “Its uncomfortable wearing pants. Besides no one will see...except you.” He teases, gently lifting her head up so that her eyes meets his. “Eyes up here love.”

“Youre something else.” She laughs, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks. “Well...least we know who wears the pants in the relationship.”

Tom laughs loudly at her comment. He hooks the waistband of Y/N’s sweatpants and snaps them back to further prove her point. “That was a good one. Ill give you that.” Tom and Y/N high five each other, and then it was press time.

Y/N kept quiet and tried her best to minimize the typing unless it was really needed. Seeing Tom talk about his work and dedication was something that she had always admired about him. He loved his job and everyone can see that. Occasionally they’d steal glances from each other, smiling and holding each others hand under table so that no one could see. But it was just one of those moments that Tom and Y/N couldnt help themselves too. Two hours passed and Tom was free.

“You did so well.” Y/N praised Tom and awarded him with a quick kiss. “I love it when you talk about your passion.”

“Thanks. I love that you were there with me to sit through it all.” He smiles. “I believe its your turn now. It’s almost 3.”

Y/N frowns, knowing shed have to dread through hers. Instead of getting to talk about her passions, itd all be about business, business, business. “Ugh. Do I have to?”she groans.

“Come on now. Dont be like that, you’re gonna be fine. Ill be here with you the whole time.” Tom reassures her with kisses all over her face.

“No distractions?” She asks.

“No distractions.”

[pinkandblueblurbs]

🦋 with Sirius maybe he calls the reader puppy so much they went out and bought fluffy pup ears and a tail as a joke and put them on for Sirius to see but he ended up really liking them and just smut smut smut with a touch of breeding kink maybe? If you’re not comfortable making this that’s fine too!

debated about this bc i dont wanna be judged but ya know what? i vibe with light pet play so fuck it.

Post or Pre azkaban Sirius x Fem!Reader. pet play (pretty light i think?? Except sirius is a little shit so he makes a bone joke), dog ears/tail, butt plug, light degradation

“Hey pup-“ Sirius’s greeting is cut off by a shocked silence as he sees you, laying on the bed on your stomach. Your head, donning a headband with fluffy dog ears, rests on your hands, elbows digging into the mattress, and a matching tail adorns your backside. He walks into the room, eyes raking over you, mouth agape in silent awe.

“What, Siri? ‘M your puppy” you murmur, blinking up at him innocently, though the corners of your mouth threaten to twitch upwards in a less than innocent grin.

“Yeah? You’re my puppy?” He echoes, a sly grin of his own forming on his lips. You open your mouth to respond, but he presses a finger to your parted lips before any sound can escape. “Ah ah, puppies don’t speak. They just listen to commands, don’t they?” He chastises, making arousal flutter in your belly. You give a small nod.

“That’s right. Why don’t you turn around and roll over, pup. Let me see ya’ belly.”

You do as he says, adjusting on the mattress so you’re on your back, your legs at the foot of the bed where Sirius stands unbuckling his belt.

“Good girl.” He murmurs as he pulls the leather strip from its loops, dropping it to the ground while he gives your thigh a praising pat with one hand. He reaches out with both hands next, running them over the expanse of your thighs, then up your sides all the way to your breasts, where he pauses to give them a firm knead, before traveling back down over your stomach. You’re shivering at the attention, biting your lip both in pleasure and in an effort to keep any words from escaping.

“You’re so cute, puppy.” Sirius compliments, giving your tummy two soft pats before removing his hands from your body entirely. “Such a good girl for me. Do you want a bone?” You can tell by his voice that it’s a joke, amusement laces his tone, but you still grimace at the choice of words. Your expression only makes him laugh.

“Alright, alright, ‘m sorry. Roll over again, pretty thing.” He orders, moving past his distasteful quip. You hastily comply, flipping onto your hands and knees on the bed, back arched invitingly to press your ass into the air.

“Good puppy.” He praises, hands coming down to squeeze the flesh of your ass, pulling the cheeks apart enough to make the plug shift inside you and pull a moan from your lips.

“Oh, does that feel good? Such a dirty little pup, so turned on just from having your ass filled. I can see how wet your pussy is, ‘n I’ve hardly even touched you yet.” He taunts, voice dripping with scorn. You whimper, falling to your elbows in an attempt to accentuate the arch of your back and press your ass higher, silently begging him to get on with it already. He laughs at your desperation.

“Okay, darling, okay. I get the message.” He teases. Following his words you hear the familiar metallic pull of a zipper, and you know he’s fishing his cock out from his trousers. You can hear too when he strokes himself to full hardness, the soft sound of his hand passing over his shaft subtle yet audible to your focused ears.

“Gonna fuck you nice and good, little puppy.” Sirius says lowly as he positions himself at your fluttering entrance. He pushes forward slowly, but the moment he’s fully sheathed he pulls right back out, setting a quick pace. You whine at the pleasure, head falling forward into the mattress until Sirius grabs your hair and pulls you back up.

“Stay up, pretty thing. Let me see those cute little ears.” He reprimands. You do as he says, working to keep yourself supported on your elbows as he pounds into you from behind. A long string of whines and whimpers spill from your lips without falter, pleasure building within you as his cock prods at your g-spot and his balls slap against your clit.

“Such pretty noises, puppy.” Sirius growls out, hands finding your hips to grip tightly and pull you back to meet each thrust. “You like this, don’t you? You like being fucked like a bitch in heat?”

You can only moan in response, head bobbling in a sloppy nod as your cunt begins to tighten and your orgasm grows near. His thrusting gets faster.

“Yeah, that’s fucking right. Such a dirty little puppy. Gonna cum for me? Gonna cum on my cock?” He grits out, voice tight and thrusts growing stuttered, telling you that he’s close. You once again nod.

“Go on, then. Cum on my cock- make me cum.”

You do as he says, euphoria washing over you as your orgasm arrives, pussy squeezing Sirius’s cock like a vice. That drives him over the edge too, spilling deep inside you, his seed flooding your channel.

You’re panting quite literally like a dog as you collapse on the mattress, exhausted and blissed out. Sirius’s voice is breathless when he speaks.

“Good girl, puppy.” He reaches out to finger over the fur of your ears. “These were quite the purchase.”

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[s4turns-r1ngs]

Hello Hello!!

I just wanted to say o love your Bench trio fics! They’re amazing!

I was also wondering if you could do The bench trio X Gn! Hybrid Reader! Where the reader is a Fox hybrid!

The reader likes to play tricks/pranks on people! Especially the Dream Team! And while setting up a prank, the bench trio sees them and asks why they’re doing! The reader tells them and Tommy and Tubbo ask if they can join! Dragging Ranboo into it!

After that they hang out a lot and pull pranks in people! The reader also stealing from The Dream Team and Techno sometimes!

A little thing you can add if you want is that the reader gifts a lot of gifts to their friends! Tommy keeps all the little gifts in a secret chest! Tubbo keeps them in a separate room on his house! And Ranboo writes the things you give him on his memory book and puts them in his ender chest so he never looses them!

ALSO!! The reader would sometimes kidnap Micheal to spend the entire day with him! Spoiling him to no end with Toys, clothes, food, etc! You dont have to add this tho!!

Take care! <33

DSMP - Sneaky

Summary: As a fox hybrid, it was only a matter of time before you pulled Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo into your plans. (Also bonus Michael content because Michael Is Beloved. <3)

Pronouns: they/them

Warnings: Swearing, General Chaos (its the bench trio, are you surprised), consensual kidnapping

-> [a/n] - oh my god??? thank you???? you're so nice?????? sldfjlskdjfsldjfslkfjl,, i hope this is good! also first part is in third person pov, because i need to get better at writing that lol. readers dialougue is blue :]

-> p!c!benchtrio (and michael too <3) + reader, the beginning has a little p!bbh + reader too :]

> divider that i can't add bc im not on mobile. sadge <

[y/n] smiled mischievously as they rounded the corner, making sure that the unsuspecting victim (which at the moment, is badboyhalo) couldn't see them. they wanted to make sure that their trick worked, so that they could possibly use it on someone else later. of course, they would apologize to bad, because they still value him as a friend, but even friends play pranks on each other every now and again.

their ears perked up as they heard talking from around the corner they just turned. peaking their head around, [y/n] was greeted with some of their closest friends: tommy, tubbo, and ranboo.

"oh, hey guys!" they greeted, with a small wave as they repositioned themself so that they could talk to their friends, and watch bad at the same time.

ranboo smiled. "hey [y/n]!"

tommy and tubbo ran up to them, a wide smile on the latter's face, while tommy just looks like he doesn't want to be here. (obviously he does, but he's tommy. it's not really surprising at this point.) either way, he mutters out a "hello" with a smile he seems to be repressing.

tubbo looks around the corner. "so what are you doing?"

"oh!" [y/n] exclaims, tail swishing ever so slightly faster. "oh! i'm just testing out a new...'trick'!"

ranboo raises an eyebrow in suspicion. "a...'trick'? what are you-"

the fox hybrid holds up a finger, moving their body so that they were hidden around the corner. "shhh. it's about to happen!"

the trio watches [y/n]'s eyes light up as the demon, once dry, is covered in water. they all hear him shout and see him look around, as if to try and catch the culprit. bad glances over at the corner just in time to see [y/n] duck behind it.

"[y/n]!"

"shit." they turn towards the three, and with another smile they stand properly. "sorry guys, gotta blast! nice seeing you, though!"

they hear tommy let out his signature laugh as they run, a nine and a half foot tall demon chasing after you.

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giving gifts! (hcs bc yes)

tubbo:

-> ngl you probably woke him up in the middle of the night bc you found something cool. or made something cool. either or.

-> he will take it regaurdless of whether or not he's tired as shit or wide awake. free stuff from fox friend? cool. give.

-> he probably has a shelf in his house with all your little gifts on it.

-> he may not say it immediately most of the time (bc you DID wake him up at like two in the morning) but he is greatfull for all of your gifts :]

tommy:

-> bro i hc that this fucker LOVES shiny shit

-> (i mean, so do i but that's besides the point)

-> n e ways

-> you give him a shiny rock? here. have a cool stick in return.

-> raccoons are crazy man. he (like you) has a collection of tiny little things too. sometimes you trade. bc that's friendship <3

-> it doesn't matter when, bc he will always be awake when you want to give him something. he will 9 times out of 10 give you soethibg in return

-> if you wear jewelry, then he probably gave it to you :]

ranboo:

-> for some reason, he's also always awake whenever you give him gifts.

-> and he, like tubbo, aslo has a set place to put all of your gifts

-> he even writes about it down in his memory book so he doesn't forget about it <3

-> ranboo thinks all the little rocks you find and decide to give him are vv cool.

-> you: hey ranboo!! look at this cool rock i found!!

-> ranboo: that is so very cool and/or poggers can i please have it

-> another shiny stuff lover <3

-> bc i hc that mr. boo's chaarcter wears earrings and stuff, he decides to take one of the cool rocks you gave him and turn it into one!

-> you point it out and he just smiles and says: ye i know :) i did it bc your cool :)

-> and then you just die from embaressment bc who wouldn't if that happened

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bonus michael thing bc i actually really like that idea:

you lift yourself a little further on the roof and knock on the window, opening it not long after.

"michael!" you whisper-shout. "michael! are you there?"

a small little zombie piglin pops his face into your view.

"hey, buddy! come here!"

he waddles closer to the window, chicken plushie in hand. a little snort makes it out of his mouth when he stops.

placing your arms on the window sill, you begin speaking. "alright, so i have a plan. do you wanna go out for a bit?"

the piglin nods his head eagerly.

you smile. "alright cool. i just need you to climb out this window and then we'll go."

michael looks at you wearily, clutching his plush a little tighter.

"don't worry, mike. it'll be fine. i'll catch you if you fall." you tell him reassuringly.

your ears twitch, picking up some noise from downstairs.

he walks over slowly, still holding onto his plush. carefully, he climbs out the window. picking him up, you slide a note into the room, shut the window, and slide down the roof, landing on the ground without a problem.

you hear a door open from inside and begin walking away, michael squealing excitedly in your arms. it's not long before you hear someone open the window. with a smile, you turn around and wave.

"[y/n]! what the-"

tubbo cuts him off. "-fuck!"

"don't worry guys i'll make sure to bring him back!"

"oh thank god-"

"eventually!"

"[y/n]!"

you mock a salute. "see you later guys!"

and then you run off.

[vennysplanet]

If your requests are open, could you write abt Tsukishima x female reader, and she's bitchy towards him for no reason and one day he just snaps? It can be dubcon or noncon idrc!

a/n? mmmm mean tsukii putting bitchy reader in her place ?? that’s a pussy throb. thanks for requesting, hope you enjoyy🖤. sometimes i don’t get the assignment 😭😭 .. but if this was not what you wanted please lmk so i could try and fix it for you 🖤. request are open

pairings? tsukishima x fem!reader

tw? dark context ahead nsfw context ahead. smut, noncon, dubcon, heavy degradation, Dacryphilia all characters are aged up and this takes place in college!! this is fiction. don’t do this the real world.

- he first notice your bitchy atituide when you dropped your book and he try to give it back to you, but you snacthed the book out of his hand and walked away without saying thank you.

- at first he thought you were just having a bad or something, but when he seen you not even 5 minutes after the situation happened, smiling and laughing with your friends. and he confused..  but he brushed the encouter off

- the next encouter .. ehhh lets just say it wasnt so easy to ignore

- like last time, you dropped your notebook and again he picked it up and brought it to you for some odd reason unknow to him. but this time was gonna be different. he was going to give you the notebook and you were going to thank him, or so he thought

- this time when he gave you the notebook you snatch it out his hand and told him “to stop stalking you, before you get him dealt with” to say he was shocked was a understatement. 1. you called him a stalker for trying to give you your notebook and 2. because he didnt do anything to you.

- so the next time your notebook dropped, somebody else picked it up and gave it to you and you thanked them???? so now he knew it was just him you were being a bitch to and he didnt like it. at all. he was going to find out why you only acted like that with him  

- it was late, the classroom was empty, and you and tsukishima was stuck with cleaning duty. during the whole time you two were together you had a scowl on your face, and was making a great effort to avoid him and when you did have to talk to him you was always quick and had a smart remark to say to him.

- by time the classroom was clean you were sure the school was emptying expect for the few people who stayed late to study. you were going to walk out but tsukishima stepped in front of you blocking the exit.

- “it would be great if you could move out of my way” he doesnt repond, so you try to squeeze around him to get to the door. he then grabs your arm pushing you against the door. in this postion you could see just how much taller he is than you as he towers over you.

- he reaches behind you and lock the door, before you could open your mouth to protest he spoke. “you know, you have a real bitchy attitude, at first i thought you were like that with everybody but then i notice it was just with me” he slams his hand next to your head “but i didnt give you a reason to so then i started thinking, and i figured out whats wrong with you”

- he leans down so he’s whispering in your ear “i just need to fuck that attitude out of you” grabbing your wrist before you could react and try to hit him. “tf you get that stupid ass idea from, i would never wanna fuck your blind ass, let me go you stupid fuck” struggling against his grip but it was no use he had built muscles up from playing volleyball all them years in high school

- he drags you over to a nearby desk, forcing you to bend over. your hands are now behind you, his elbow in your back and he kicks your legs open with foot. “pl-please dont do this” “oh so now the bitch has learn some manners” grabbing both of your hands in one of his using the other to lift your skirt over you hips, eyeing the wet spot in your panties, you cringe as the cold air hits the wet spot.

- “ohh so you like being treated like a slut dont you” he says sliding your panties to the side, sliding his knuckle up and down your slit slowly gathering the slick that was there. you bite back a whimper, your hips shifting subconsciously trying to chase the feelings of his knuckle against your clit

- he pulls his finger back watching as a line of your slick connects his finger to your cunny. he chuckles out “so desperate” standing up to free himself from his pants,the grip on your hands tightening as you try to lift your body up “stay still” he gritted out

- your efforts are futile. you’re trapped. theres no way your escaping unless he wants you to so you relax in hold expecting your fate. “so your dumb little brain does work” his tone mocking, spitting on his on his hand, jerking himself a few times before he pushing his tip against your entrance

- your hips jerk forward trying to get away from the sudden intrusion. “please tsukishima. im sorry, i promise i wont do it again. i- mmfph.” your pleas fall on deaf ears as he thrust into you with warning. he started off with a brutal pace, barley giving you time to try and adjust

- “what happened to all that mouth huh, cant talk with my cock in you? mmm you like that don’t you, i feel the way you tighten up around me, such a slutty little thing. such a same your nasty attitude ruined it for you, or maybe this is what you wanted. you’re. gonna. loose. the. fucking. attitude.” each word puncuated with a harsh thrust after it

- with the way hes talking and his pace you were seeing stars, “ n-no thats not true. ~ughh fuck~ yes god yes yes yes it feels soo fucking good. ye-yes imma loose the att-attitude i ~fuck~ prom- promise” sending you further and further up the desk until you were almost over the edge. the bruising grip tsukishima had on your hips kept your from falling over and before you could stop yourself your orgasmed approach

- you came hard and with a slient scream, you heard tsukishima let out a deep groan behind you his pace flattering at the way your cunny had tightened around him speeding up again now chasing his own orgasm

- you felt him twitch inside you. your eyes widen as you relaized that he was not gonna pull out. “ts-tsukishima you gotta pull out. not i-inside. you ca-cant. please not inside” you sob out “oh now you can say please, you look so cute when you beg.” he leans over griping your hair arching your back so he could whisper in your ear “think of this as a present .. and a reminder” he says before he pushes you back against the desk, returning to unforgiving pace

- after a few more thrust, he buried himself inside you. letting out a deep throaty moan as he cums, stilling inside you for a little while, letting your cunny milk him, before he’s pulling out. you go to stand but a hand on your back is stopping you “gotta watch the show stay still” and he watched as his cum dripped down your cunny slowly. taking two fingers he gather some of the cum dripping down your thigh and pushing it back into your abused hole

- satisfied with the way he left you he stood up, and got himself together. grabbing his bag as he makes his way to the door before he stepped put the door he turned to you “you should clean yourself up you look disgusting” and with that he was out of sight leaving you fucked out and filled with his cum.

[arhvste]

002 SAKUSA KIYOOMI X SHUT UP AND DRIVE SERIES

++ MSBY GARAGE

❝ get you where you wanna go, if you know what i mean, got a ride that’s smoother than a limousine ❞

dt — @omisluvr i hope you like this, i had a lot of fun writing about you and your husband <3

warnings — nsfw : oral [recieving]

“what the fuck were you even thinking when you said yes to him anyway?”

sakusa pinched the bridge of his nose as he stood in the doorway of his high rise apartment. you were looking up at him, eyes glossy and hair drenched. your skin soaked not just from the rain, but from the fresh, hot tears that had run down your face as your hands scrunched the hem of your soaking sweater, the material quickly growing uncomfortable to wear.

the outside hitter sighed before stepping out the way to let you in.

“stay there.” his deep voice rang through your ears as he left to grab you a fresh towel to use.

you stood there, glancing around the sleek apartment as the city lights from down below leaked softly through the windows emitting a soft glow around the room. moments later, you heard footsteps approach as your eyes flickered over to the hallway.

sakusa strode over to you, handsome features highlighted and sharpened under the dim lights. sticking his hand out, he dropped the plush white towel into your awaiting arms as a plastic bag. you looked up at him confused regarding the bag, but before you could ask, he cut straight in.

“strip.”

“excuse me?” you choked out as you stared at the man in disbelief.

“you’re excused.” he muttered bluntly as you wiped your face with the warm towel. “you’re all wet. strip here and go shower and then we’ll talk.” he finished as he turned to leave you standing, dripping wet on the doormat of the entrance.

sakusa walked down the hall towards the bathroom and began to run the hot water and ensure the vents were working for you. having him out of sight, you sniffled and began to peel the wet clothing off your body and toss it into the plastic bag you’d dropped onto the floor. after stripping bare, you wrapped the inviting towel around your cold body and padded towards the bathroom. sakusa had left the light on and had already heated the water for you to prevent any time wasted.

you dropped the plastic bag on top of the white wicker laundry basket and stepped into the wet room style shower. the cool tiles beneath your feet caused shivers to run through your body as you turned the tap on for hot water to flow out.

as a fresh wave of hot water flooded down you, so did a fresh set of hot tears. you did your best to hold back the sobs you’d been keeping in, but it was all too much now.

‘better get it out now before talking.’ you thought as you let the tears flow freely down your face.

luckily, sakusa kept an array of various shower products so you knew you wouldn't have to come out the shower smelling like a six foot plus man who’d had a shower at the gym. after knowing sakusa for so many years, you knew he was picky about his products and you were eternally grateful for his favoured and toned-down scent of ‘ocean waves’.

lathering the soap across every inch of your now warming skin, your sobs slowed down and your breathing less jagged. your chest still hurt, but whether that was your crying causing chest ache or your now-ex causing heart break, you didn’t care anymore. you saw the end of your already deteriorating relationship approaching from a mile away anyway. if anything, you were partially thankful it had come crashing down, ending the anticipation that kept you on edge everyday. you just didn’t think it would actually hurt.

rinsing the soap off and feeling a bit better, you stepped away from the shower head as the water came to a halt. grabbing the fresh towel sakusa had left waiting for you on the radiator, you dried yourself as much as you could before wrapping the towel tightly around your body and stepping out the steaming room.

wandering through the dim hallway, you peeped into sakusa’s room as he scrolled through his phone, slouched on the king sized bed adorned with a firm, but certainly luxury mattress.

you knocked gently as his eyes snapped up at you. his expression still agitated looked, but softening at the sight of you.

“i don't have any spare clothes.” you murmured quietly, stepping into his clean and immaculately kept room.

he hummed before getting off the bed and rummaging through his own drawers. you stood there glancing around all of his medals and trophies won from years of playing in highschool and now pro. you had been present when he had won multiple of these awards. you happened to be one of the lucky few allowed close to sakusa. yes, you had known each other from a young age, but sakusa was ruthless in the sense of cutting people off; you had been someone exempt from that treatment though.

after a few moments, sakusa grunted with a pair of sweats in his hand as he looked down at your damp form.

you were taken aback slightly because despite sakusa slowly becoming more comfortable with personal boundaries, particularly in the recent years, you still grew slightly shocked everytime he willingly loaned you something of his own.

“thanks.” you whispered as you took the dry clothes and headed over to his en suite bathroom.

locking the door behind you, you quickly threw the sweats on and inhaled the natural scent that had rubbed off onto the clothes. sakusa smelt expensive in your opinion. yes, it was his natural scent, but anyone could tell he was a man of serious selfcare just from the scent of his clothes alone.

satisfied with your dry attire, you hung the towel on the radiator before switching off the light and stepping back into sakusa’s bedroom.

the sweats were definitely too big for you, but he had done his best to find one of his older sets in hopes of them perhaps fitting you a little more and for the sake of his own comfort knowing you weren’t wearing any clothes he’d regularly wear and fear catching too many external germs onto. you smiled weakly at him upon catching eye contact as he sighed and patted beside him on the bed.

staying close friends with the germaphobe had definitely benefited you as you had only grown closer to the pro-volleyballer over the years, allowing the two of you to naturally grow physically closer too. there’s not a lot of people in the world sakusa would’ve allowed for them to shower, wear his clothes and especially not sit on his bed, but once again, you were exempt from that, you always were; and he knew why.

“so,” he began, cutting through the thick tension lingering. “what happened exactly.”

always so straight to the point. maybe running to sakusa immediately wasn't the best choice.

“he cheated.” you spoke dryly as sakusa’s frown grew deeper.

“explain.” he pressed as you felt your chest increasingly tighten.

“i showed up to his house and-” your eyes watered as tears began to spill out. opening your mouth to continue, you struggled as no noise came out. scrunching your eyes up in frustration, you sobbed once more but stopped as you felt a warm hand take in your own.

you looked up through blurred vision as sakusa had a firm, but sincere look on his face. tightening his grip slightly on your hand, you shakily breathed out before continuing.

“the door was unlocked, i went in and i saw.”

“saw what?”

“her. the girl he told me not to worry about. the one he promised me was nothing more than a friend.”

sakusa scoffed as you sighed warily, tears dripping down your chin.

“they were um- you know-”

“-having sex. yes, i get the idea.” sakusa quipped as your heart dropped.

“um, yeah. i just left and well, here i am.” you laughed bitterly, face wet once more and vision blurred.

“what a fucking loser.” sakusa spat out bitterly as you hung your head low.

“i don't even know why you said yes to him. what the hell does he even have going for him? tell me what exactly it is that he brings to the table, i’ve been dying to know.”

you looked up as sakusa’s hand held yours tightly.

sakusa looked almost as hurt as you did. you quickly put that idea to bed and assumed it was natural protectiveness. he was your best friend after all. you just didn’t know just how badly he had wanted more than that though.

“he was just- he was just there i guess. someone for me to date. maybe i was just lonely, i don’t know. i, fuck- i dont know omi! i dont fucking know anymore!” you sobbed as sakusa’s eyes softened.

“well. what are you gonna do now?” he spoke sharply, eyes fixated on you.

“nothing i guess. i’ll get over it, i knew it was bound to end anyway.”

“and running to me was your first option?”

“are you really that surprised? i just didn’t know who else to go to.”

sakusa sighed before standing up and urging you to stand up with him.

“where are we going?” you asked, begrudgingly standing up beside his toned form.

“to take you out. i’m not having you soak my sheets with tears caused by a loser.”

“but i’m not dressed for that!” “we’re staying in the car for the most part.” he confirmed, notioning for you to follow him back to the front door where his car keys were left.

you sighed but followed suit as sakusa grabbed one of his own sweaters to put on. looking back at you, sakusa noticed your down expression as his own heart tugged slightly. he could only hope you’d perk up by the time he’d taken you to where he intended. he almost felt bad. almost.

you huffed but followed sakusa out the apartment behind him and waited as he locked the door swiftly behind him. trailing sadly behind him towards the elevator, sakusa watched as your miserable state wallowed in sadness behind him.

waiting for you to get over the damage caused seemed pointless in his opinion. ever the efficient one, sakusa knew exactly how he wanted to go about getting you over your ex faster. he could only hope you’d cooperate with him.

the ride in the elevator with the occasional sniffle from you occupying the majority of the silence. at last, the elevator had reached below ground level and into the underground parking lot for residents to use.

you followed the man out the elevator and stayed close to him and the two of you headed over to sakusa’s reserved parking space. you heart picked up slightly upon locking your eyes onto sakusa’s car.

a matte black aston martin DB11 was parked perfectly into its designated space. the tinted windows showed you back your own reflection as you were met with the sight of your downcast face. brushing stray strands of hair out of your face, you sighed and waited for sakusa to unlock the car for you to get in.

to you, getting into the pro players car was no big deal, you were simply getting into a friends car for a casual outing. to anyone else, this would’ve been a huge deal though. nobody was allowed in sakusa kiyoomi’s car. he denied requests to drop off and pick up others and even teammates. the only exceptions from this rule were yourself and komori. nobody else.

sakusa unlocked the car and you clicked the door open on the passenger side. immediately, your nose was met with the heavy scent of air freshener and leather. the clean and polished interior never failed to impress you every time you rode with sakusa.

the outside hitter climbed into his own seat before shutting his door and waiting for you to shut your own. the leather of the seat cool under your sweats. shivers ran up your spin and the cold temperature car started up at the press of a button.

“strap in.” sakusa glanced over at you before fastening his own seatbelt and looking into the mirror to back the car up safely.

“hold still for a sec.” sakusa muttered as you felt his hand land on your shoulder as he looked back. his body close to yours, sakusa swiftly swung the car out his space as your breath hitched. why the hell did he have to get so close?

“you could’ve held the back of my seat.” you looked over at him as he revved the engine ready to speed out the exit.

“yeah you’re right, i could’ve. i just didn’t want to.” and with that, sakusa hit the acceleration and the car sped out the clear exit at high speed.

your head was thrown back and your heart fluttered at his words but you kept quiet as you tried to calm your nerves. sakusa however, looked like he was out to kill. you were just thankful the roads were clear in the late night.

his jaw tense and eyes sharp, sakusa made no mistakes as he swerved in and out of lanes so cleanly, leaving other drivers with no reason to complain.

“where are we even going?” you spoke up meekly as the man beside you pulled up at a red light. clicking his tongue in annoyance of the hold up, sakusa tilted his head to face you, his wavy mop of hair flopping back as his salient eyes met your own, throwing your heart off course.

“you’ll see.” was all he said as the light flashed amber. head snapping back to the front, sakusa revved his engine once more, hands both tightly gripped the finely stitched leather of the wheel. prominent veins running down the back of his hand, sakusa flexed his fingers before gripping the wheel once more and slamming back down on the accelerator throwing your head back into the headrest for the second time of the night.

if looks could kill, you were certain any driver in your best friends field of vision would’ve been dead at least two times over. you had no idea why he was so angry, but you’d be lying if you said you didn't find him at least slightly attractive. you just couldn't bring yourself to fully admit it though. you were fresh out of an awful break up and the heartache was still there even if sakusa was capable of effortlessly throwing you into a fit of excitement.  

you gazed out the window as the car sped along the highway as pulled off the main roads and into the more separated streets. you paid no attention to where it was you were going until a wave of familiarity washed over you. your stomach tightened and your eyes flashed in fear as you quickly turned to see sakusa as focused as before, pulling into a parking space resided along the street of houses next to it.

“what the fuck kiyoomi! why are we here”

“where else would i take you?”

“oh i don't know, 7-11 maybe?!” you huffed as sakusa scrunched his face in disgust.

“that’s not going to help you get over him. this will.”

sakusa nodded towards the houses outside. more specifically, your ex's house.

“i can’t do this, i don’t need this.”

“you can and you want to don’t you?

you stared at him in disbelief as you shook your head.

“not like this, not now.”

“look at me.” sakusa demanded as his hand reached up to cup the side of your face, pulling your gaze directly onto his face.

“he’s a fucking loser. you’ve cried over him enough already and i just can’t sympathise with you anymore, show him that he fucked up.”

you opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. once again, shaking your head, you pulled away from sakusa’s grip as he stared at you confused.

“how? how can i just confront him in this state? you don't understand omi! it still hurts, and i can’t just-”

“-it hurt me too. this whole time it hurt.” sakusa cut in swiftly.

“ever since you said yes to him, i couldn’t understand why it hurt until recently. maybe i should’ve been happy for you. i just couldn’t though. i don’t like him, i never did and you know what? he didn’t deserve you, but i think i do.” he confessed, expression sincere and voice clear and sharp.

“kiyoomi i-”

“-don’t answer me now. it’s not fair of me to just throw something like that at you, i’m sorry but i’m also really not. i’ve been waiting to say this. just please, don’t let yourself fall off over someone like him okay?” he turned away, one hand still firmly gripping the wheel as his other hand reached to start the engine again to drive you both back. your hand intercepted though, stopping him from starting the ignition.  

“you’re right, i’m sorry. i promise i won’t so, let me prove it to you.” sakusa turned to face you and raised an eyebrow at your sudden change of attitude.

“i don’t want to cry anymore. not over him, not when i knew it was approaching sooner or later.” you admitted looking up at him. eyes glinting under the dim lights the streetlights provided through the tinted windows.

“then don’t let him make you cry anymore.” sakusa breathed out, voice taking on a soft tone.

“i’m relying on you to keep me in check then.” you whispered slowly leaning into him and letting him meet you halfway.

“well, don’t you worry your pretty little head about that.” his final words muttered out as his slender fingers ran under your jawline as he tilted his head up to meet his own. eyes fluttering shut, sakusa mentally thanked whoever the fuck was looking out for him, because he’d been waiting for this moment for longer than he’d ever care to admit.

pressing his lips onto your own, sakusa’s heart ran laps as you gasped at the feeling his hands gripping your jaw tighter. humming in satisfaction, he deepened the quickly escalating kiss as he pulled you closer and closer to him. god, he just couldn't have you close enough to him.

sliding his hand down to your thighs, sakusa felt the way you had them tightly pressed together as the slow and languid kiss quickly heated with each whine he drew from your lips. growing greedy to hear more, sakusa dominated the kiss completely, teeth scraping along your bottom lip ever so gently, drawing a sharp gasp from your throat. with your lips slightly parted, sakusa slipped his tongue into your mouth groaning at your responsiveness to his actions.

pulling away, he left you gasping but gave you no time to catch your breath as his lips strayed from your own and you felt his hot breath teasing the warm skin of your neck. not wasting another moment, sakusa let his canines dance along your sensitive skin, teasing you and leaving you unaware of his every next move. finally, letting his teeth drag along your collarbone for so long, sakusa kissed, sucked and bit everywhere he had access too. he needed to mark you as his. it would give him enough mental confirmation that you were finally his and you seemed to have no obligation to this in the slightest.

“omi, i can’t-” you whined, frustration building up as the clothes you were wearing now became more and more of a bother.

“i got you princex.” sakusa grunted, shifting his body away ever so slightly.

“please!” you groaned, glaring at the now smirking man.

“whatever happened to ‘i can’t do this’?” he mocked relishing in the control he had over you.

“i didn’t think you meant this!” you whined as sakusa pulled himself off of you momentarily. looking down at your hot and bothered state he felt a wave of pride hit. he did that to you.

“backseat.” he demanded notioning behind him.

“what?” you breathed out.

“you heard. backseat.” you grumbled but obliged regardless, climbing into the backseats of the luxury car. sakusa followed suit and hovered over your aching body as you rested your head against the doors tinted window, waiting for sakusa to do something, anything.

“so obedient.” he sighed trailing his fingers along the waistband of the already loose sweats, hands slowly slipping under the material, tugging them off painfully slow, much to your impatience.

your breathing stuttered as the man pressed a soft trail of kisses along your now exposed thighs, the temperature of the car only increasing as the air got thicker and thicker.

“please.” you whispered as his kisses met the ache between your legs.

eyes lustfully looking up at you, sakusa smiled against the skin of your inner thigh, breath hitting dangerously close to where you needed his attention the most.

“since you asked so nicely.” he praised, fingers hooking under the thin waistband of your soaked through panties. pulling them down, his eyes flickered up to meet your own. a look of sincerity glinted in his eyes as you nodded at him, permitting him to grant what you both wanted, what you both needed. you wanted this as much as he did and he’d be a fool to pass up an opportunity like this. the opportunity to show you what you could’ve had from the start, none of that mattered now though. you could his now, he’d make up for all the time lost, starting with now.

gasping at the sudden feeling of his tongue dipping into your slit, sakusa’s confidence only built up knowing you were comfortable with this. the warmth of his tongue causing you squeeze your eyes shut as shivers ran up and down your spine. fully trusting himself now, sakusa worked his mouth on your clit, hungrily chasing the desperate pleads ands gasps he’d quickly grown attached to. he needed to draw more of these out of you and he’d do just that.

toying with your clit with his tongue, sakusa groaned at the feeling of your hands quickly grabbing the base of his hair, tugging him closer and closer in desperate attempts to get him to go deeper. he made it his aim to get you just as hooked onto the feeling of intimacy as he was and you seemed to be following suit perfectly.

“k-kiyoomi!” you gasped, tugging harder at the dark strands tightly gripped between your fingers. his eyes flashed up at you, an almost unreadable expression shown as he pulled away momentarily. “you’re so beautiful you know,” he sighed before moving his mouth back down to your twitching core “so fucking beautiful.” he praised as he glanced up to memorize each pleasured expression that twisted across your face. he felt so proud knowing he was the one doing this to you, only he could make your eyes roll back the way he did, only he could draw out those pretty sounds that escaped your lips. he knew he was the only one capable because he knew he was always the better choice for you, he was better than your ex in every single way and he was just relieved he was finally getting the chance to prove it to yourself.

completely encasing your core between his lips once more, he swallowed everything you gave him so selfishly, refusing to let anything go to waste and spill onto the seats, it’s not like he could let anything go to waste anyway, not when you tasted this fucking good and certainly not when you were in his clean car.

“o-omi, more!” you chanted as sakusa grunted as you felt the knot inside of you progressively tighten. firm fingers gripping your hips, sakusa curled his tongue inside of you making sure to lap up everything he got out of you. you whined and chanted sakusa’s name like a mantra as he continued to worship your body with his mouth.

“please, please, please!” you recited desperately over and over again as you felt yourself closer to the edge.

“so good for me.” sakusa praised pulling away and loosening his grip on you, your arousal coating his chin. keeping one hand firmly gripped onto your waist, he moved his other hand down for his fingers to pinch and toy with the bud as his tongue quickly dipped back into your tight pussy as you felt your high quickly chase up on you.

“f-fuck!” you cried out as you felt your back arch as the ecstasy crashed down on you. his actions didn’t stop though, as his thumb continued to circle your clit with slow but firm movements only further forcing your mind to go blank. mindless babbles dribbled out your mouth as you slowly came down from your peak, sakusa continued to let every drop of arousal spill into his mouth before he pulled away panting.

face flushed, but satisfied, he caught his own breath and waited for you to fully come back to your senses. your own breathing once again jagged, you looked up at him shyly as you leaned forward to rest your head against his.

“s-shit, i didn’t think it would go this far.” sakusa admitted, grabbing a tissue from the side compartment to wipe his face. a look of disgust flashed momentarily on his face when he saw the mess on the tissue, but silently praising himself for keeping his car free from any spills onto the plush leather seats.

you laughed breathily before fluttering your eyes shut.

“i knew coming to see you was a good idea.”

“you didn’t know this was going to happen, fuck, i didn’t even know this was going to happen. i only brought you here to confront him.” the dark haired male sighed before pulling away from you.

the two of you stayed like that for a few moments, a comfortable silence lingering in the compressed air of the car. you hadn’t verbally confirmed it yet, but sakusa knew from this moment onwards you were finally his. a blissful feeling bubbled up inside of him as he processed what had just happened.

suddenly, a loud tap on the window caused the two of you to jolt in shock as you instinctively gripped the hem of the disregarded sweats in attempts to cover your exposed body. leaning over to the front drivers seat, sakusa peered at the window and was met with the furious face of your ex. scoffing, he slid into the driver's seat and let the window roll down to come face to face with the man you called your boyfriend several hours prior to what had just happened.

“what the fuck are you doing here?” you ex spat in anger as sakusa glared back equally as bitter.

“enjoying myself.” sakusa boredly stated as your ex’s face twisted into an expression of horror upon noticing you climbing back over to the front passenger seat with your clothes now back on, but appearance definitely disheveled.

“with that bitch?” the man outside of the car hissed as sakusa blocked his view.

“first of all, that so-called bitch? mine now, should’ve been from the start actually and secondly, get your disgusting presence away from my car, i’ve already had it deep cleaned this week and thanks to you, it’s gonna have to go back to be cleaned thoroughly again.”

your ex scoffed before backing up slightly.

“whatever, get the fuck out of my parking space though, and you,” he started past sakusa and directly into your eyes. “this makes you just as bad as me now so get off your high-horse.”

“actually,” you spoke up, hand resting on sakusa’s forearm to calm his peaking rage. “it doesn’t. kiyoomi was just a friend throughout the entirety of our relationship, he should’ve been the one to have been more than that though. it was never you.” you spoke briskly and cooly as sakusa smirked beside you.

before your ex could even open his mouth, sakusa let the windows slam but up before pressing the ignition.

“let’s just get out of here, you’re tired and it’s been a long day for you.” he offered a small smile as you nodded. outside, your ex was still yelling and begging for answers as the two of you took no notice. firing the engine back up, sakusa didn’t bother looking back before slamming onto the acceleration and speeding the two of you back through the streets and onto the main highway to take you back to his apartment where the two of you had things to talk about.

there was a lot lingering in the both of your minds, but you were certain the two of you were finally on the same page.

sakusa was upset you were hurt, but it didn’t matter now. you were his and over time, he’d help build you back up again, hand in hand, he wanted to put the time and effort into you that he had been wanting to do from the very start.

there weren’t a lot of people sakusa kiyoomi allowed close to him, would go out of his way for, would even care about for that matter, but as always, each and every time, you were exempt from that.

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Helloooo there, you said you wanted request sooo here goes : how about y/n Stark and Peter (aged up ofc) getting at it in her room when Tony (her dad) comes to say dinners ready. And of course he freaks out bc he didn’t know they were dating... but they aren’t dating they’re just friends with benefits😳🤫

fRIENDS WITH BENEFITS> COMMITMENT😩

(not proof read)

after a long day of college and drama club, it was time to go home. peter couldn't keep his eyes off of you and that tennis skirt, when it was lunch he tried his hardest not to get caught, innocently playing with the edge of your short skirt under the table until he decided to be a tease and place his cold hand on your knee, gripping it tightly making you bite your lip and sigh in frustration. 

when you both came into the house you both rushed, yelling at everyone saying “hi-how was your day?!- oh mines was quite good- yeah i finished my homework while in class!” “me too!” you both raced up the stairs, the adults to busy playing smash bros to notice either of you. so when you both came into the room, peter gently closed the door twice while you dropped both of your bags, trying to play as if hes in his room before he unbuttoned his dress shirt, you followed, taking off your shoes and your shirt while peter unbuttoned his pants, dropping them to his knees as he tried running over to you but falling, making you laugh before dropping your skirt while he groaned, getting back up and kicking off his pants all the way.

“shut up,” he said a childish smile on his face until he watched you bite your lip, “make me” he pushed you gently on the bed, leaning on your elbows and making eye contact as he opened your legs, teasing you by slowly pulling off your panties and kissing your knees to your ankles, you shook your legs some anticipating that you wanna get things started.

So he followed, standing up while you sat up, kissing up and down his slight sweaty chest, rubbing over his v-line and marking every single pec hes gifted with, he looked down at you, his hand coming to the back of your neck and into the tangles of your hair, pulling making you moan bite your bottom lip, looking down and seeing him in his boxer briefs, you pulled them down, his fat cock (im gonna die) slap against his lower stomach, a sigh left his lips as he retracted his hand from your hair and grabbed ahold of his cock, you starred at the pretty thing infront of you until peter put the tip of his dick on your lips, the pre-cum against your lips as his dick spread it around, you licked your lips while looking up at him, opening your mouth and taking him in as far as you could. “Good girl” he mumbled, a smile on his lips and a small groan from his exhale feeling your hand on his dick before sucking the tip. You spat on his dick, trying to get it as wet as possible as you jerked it off, still looking at him while his head tilted back in bliss, a moan of your name leaving his lips as he bucked his hips into your hand slowly, he bit his lip when he felt your lips wrap around his tip, tongue over the slit as your wet tongue continuously swiped over it. Bobbing your head making him groan and pull you by your hair to get off of him. “I wanna be inside you”

“Yeah, wanna fuck my pussy?” you said, smirking. “Yeah, lemme fuck that pretty pussy baby, i wanna fuck that pretty pussy” he whispered coming down, his mouth on your chin as he bit your bottom lip, hes hand lowering to your throat as he used his other free hand to open your legs, swinging one over his hip before he put his cock in you. He didnt hide that he needed to come, he didnt bother going slow. He pounded into you, claps filling the room, your arm swinging over his shoulder as you pulled him closer, moaning into each others mouth as you made eye contact, your eyes more whiney as his were hungry. He kissed your top lip while you couldnt do anything other then scratch his back. “Oh fuck peter” you cried, other hand tight on the edge of the bed, holding tight onto the blanket as your eyes shut tight. “Look at me- look at me while im fuckin you” he whispered. Lifting your leg to go over his shoulder, making you lay back on the bed while one of his hands are tight on your thigh, the other on your lower stomach, pulling you to his cock as he groaned looking down at you, bottom lip tight between his teeth. Your right hand coming ontop of his hand, the one on your stomach. He tangled the shared hands together while watching your back arch. “Fuck bab-”

“Dinners ready-” tony opened the door, looking and searching ford you but only finding peter. “Wheres- OH MY GOD” he could see your foot over peters shoulder, both of you panicked as you removed your leg from his chest and pressing your chest on his. “DAD GET OUT”

“GODDAMNIT PETER” “im sorry mr stark!” tony slammed the door shut, rubbing his eyes with his one hand. You and peter looked at each other, peter pulling out of you as he rushed to get his clothes on, you did the same. “We are talking about this!” tony said behind the door before walking away.

You and peter sat next to each other on the couch, tony right infront of you with the single chair. “So would you like to tell me whats going on?” he asked, sighing and putting his hands on his thigh.

“It wasnt what it looked like” peter said. “It clearly was” tony said, glaring at peter. “Are you guys together?” he asked, peter looked at you and you shrugged before you both looked at tony, peter scared and you a little more calm. “No” “yes” peter looked at you with wide eyes before looking at tony. “Yes” “no” tony groaned and rubbed his eyes again. Peter elbowed you “you were supposed to say the same thing as me!” he whisper yelled. “How was i supposed to know what you were gonna fucking say!” you whisper yelled back, tony could hear the conversation as clear as day.

“What are you guys?! Why are you sleeping with my daughter! And why are you sleeping with peter!” tony yelled, stopping the childish antics. “Were FWB” you said with the abbreviations. He looked at you confused, not knowing what that meant. “Are you gonna say it because im not saying it” you shrugged looking at peter. “Im not gonna say it! You say it” “im not saying it!” 

“FRIDAY what does FWB mean?” tony asked. “Hello mr stark, FWB means: friends with benefits. Would you like me to go further on?” “no thank you” tony crossed his arms, peter panicked and eyes wide as he though all the worse possible things that could happen. “So your having sex, but youre not together” he looked at the two. “Yes dad” you let out, avoiding his eyes. “Cool” tony stood up, leaving you both confused. He walked away before looking back at you both “just use protection, i dont need small peter and y/ns running around, your already to much to handle” “im not to much to handle!” you let out, peter relieved. “Soooo….wanna finish?” he asked, you didnt say anything, just pressing your lips back on his.